The young man sat in the corner of the inn. This man was a Tiefling by the name of Perseus he is a gunslinger. He watches the customers go in and out listening for a quest to go on. He notices a dwarf and an elf walk in laughing and talking about a place called Golithia. The dwarf was Wyath a fighter, and the elf was Karok a ranger. Then Perseus's friend Dominici a gnome alchemist came running in jumping up and down. "Perseus I got us a quest, were going to kill some orcs." He said excitedly. "Excellent shall we head out?" Perseus asked picking up his pepperbox rifle and slinging his bag onto his back. "Of course partner" Dominici said with a laugh. They quickly hurried out of the inn not knowing that Karok and Wyath were following them interested in their quest. "So Dom what should we expect at the orc den?" Perseus asked. Dom replied "Well there should be a chieftain and a few dozen war parties. So about 100 orcs at least I think so a pretty easy quest." They hurried on our way to the orc den so we got there before it got dark.
As they got to the hill before the den Perseus heard someone following them. "Whoever is following come out with your hands up or I will shoot you" He said calmly while pulling out his rifle. Karok and Wyath stepped out slowly holding their hands in the air weapons sheathed. "We heard you guys were doing a quest and we were hoping we could join you" Karok said lightly. Wyath just stood there quietly. Dom spoke up "alright you can join as long as you don't stab us in the back and well see how this turns out." They realized it had gotten to dark to continue so they quickly set camp up in the woods. Perseus called first watch and no one argued. With that they went to sleep as Perseus sat in a tree keeping an eye out.