Employee Log #001
It would appear I have been enlisted by a temp agency based around experimenting on spontaneous groups of adventurers. I cannot see any other logic for how we have been grouped together... I suppose we might also just be the most recent applicants. It all really feels like an extended interview process. Either way, we sat around and sang happy songs and shared good energy and...
Hah. What a funny trick that would have been.
Regardless, we’ve settled on a temporary party name, and got ourselves sorted out and hit the road. I mean, that said, leaving the office felt hairier than it probably should have been. For the sake of workplace transparency and honesty:
I don’t understand why that tacky elf felt we needed to know so much about his personal life before we could finish our paperwork and get on the road... They’re called private lives for a reason. And we wasted so much time trying to agree on a name. So much time. I mean, didn’t anyone realize there were things to do… rabid enraged animals to… kill?Â
Yeah. Little weird.Â
But we put everything down without taking any damage, and then we had the pleasure of speaking with some crotchety old Orc at the temple of that Paladin’s blasphemous Goddess…. I can only imagine the upcoming history lessons we’re about to be… enriched by.
Our trainers seem generally unimpressed. More to come.
