Prologue -

The village of Noobershire was a peaceful place (relatively) and consisted of but a handful of small, wooden buildings, one church of stone dedicated to Aerin the god of order,  the decidedly larger town hall, and a wooden palisade which separated the town from the acres of fields around the perimeter. This is where our story begins, and depending on the whims of fate, may be where it ends as our "hero" seems to have gotten himself into quite the predicament, let's take a look.

"Stop right there villain!" commanded a dashing young lad clad in the finest of platemails, greatsword in hand, "I'll stand for your misdeeds no longer!"

Ahh, what a sense of justice, quite rare in these parts, how refreshing, unfortunately this suave, gentelmanly, paragon of justice named Hiro Protnist is not our man. No, we're looking for the slightly dirty, rather shifty, scamp currently being  chased by the aforementioned greatsword wielding warrior of justice.

"C-come on Hiro," stuttered our hero, Randy, "it was just a joke! How was I supposed to know you would get jealous if I stole Kyra's panties and not yours?"

At this point Randy quite cleverly sped up as his words briefly stunned Hiro before driving him into a blood-thirsty rage. Suffice to say, Randy is not enjoying being chased by a now beet red murder tank, but upon hindsight, stealing the underwear of said tank's girlfriend was never going to end well. That being said, this chase is almost a daily occurance as the two are often at loggerheads, and Randy frequently does his best to make a fool of Hiro. Speaking of which, looks like Hiro's day is about to get a whole lot worse.

After a couple of sharp turns, Randy leads Hiro down a narrow alley near the outskirts of town, Hiro, still absolutely furious at Randy, fails to notice the trip wire that was pulled taught right in front of him. Needless to say, as he hit said trip wire, his lower body ceases forward movement, his upper body, on the other hand, proceeds, slamming Hiro's face against the ground with a quite disgusting crunch, knocking him unconscious.

"Yes!" cried Randy, "hahaaa! The plan worked! You guys can come on out now."

At this point, four figures emerge from behind a pile of boxes stacked at the edge of the alley, one of the figures, standing at least a head and a half over the others, was holding one end of the trip wire. As they step foreward, their faces can be seen more clearly, in the lead is a thugish looking half-orc, with bulging muscles, and a chipped greatsword strapped to his back. Next up is a pair of twin elves of average height, blonde hair, and blue eyes, the one on the right is wearing a patched robe and holding a cracked staff, the other is clad in rusty chain mail and holding a wooden club. Finally, there is a dwarf with a rather short, dark beard, bald head, dressed in huntsman's garb, and holding a surprisingly nice crossbow.

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"Excellent!" shouts the half-orc, giving Randy a fist bump, "Now we get to loot this asshole, shame his armor is too small for me to wear."

"Tch," snorts the elf wearing the chain mail, "and it's too large for me, figures. But at least we can sell it for some good coin."

"Oi!" calls the dwarf, " Let's knab 'is stuff 'n go. We're in deep shite if 'e wakes up."

"Always the sensible one aren't you," mutters the staff wielding elf, rolling his eyes, "but you have a point, let's get one with it."

The greedy, and slightly morally deficient party proceeds to strip Hiro of everything even remotely valuable before leaving him in the alley almost completely naked, with only his girlfriend's underwear covering his privates. The group then heads towards the stables outside town, where they purchase a ride on the next carriage to the capital  using the coin looted from Hiro, and begin their adventures in earnest. My, my, what could possibly go wrong with these five, super responsible, twenty-something year olds, loosed upon the world.

Author's Note:

So in case you didn't notice, I didn't include the other party members' names in the prologue, and I actually have a reason for that. You see, when close friends are talking it isn't very common for them to talk like "Hello, [insert name here], what are you doing?" etc. Instead, if there are any characters who I introduce in the chapter, I will be including their names and a description down here, regardless of whether their name was given in the chapter or not.

Randy Dragons: The protagonist of our story, average height, brown hair, brown eyes, takes the role of the rogue in the party

Hiro Protnist: A young warrior who works for the temple to Aerin, long blonde hair, blue eyes, "dating" the inn-keeper's daughter

Kyra Verish: The inn-keeper's daughter, very beautiful, black hair, green eyes, finds Hiro annoying and wishes that he would leave her alone

Grosh-bagg: A half-orc, grey-ish skin, 7ft 11in tall, extremely muscular, wields a worn greatsword (now uses Hiro's), and take the roll of the warrior in the party

Thecountair Taup: The elf twin that wears a robe and wields a staff, blonde hair, blue eyes, slightly shorter than Randy, takes the roll of the mage in the party

Acountair Taup: The other elf twin, worship Aurim and Argentia the twin gods of wealth, takes the roll of the cleric in the party

Greg McFlinnyister: A very young (by dwarf standards) dwarf, 4ft 5in tall,  very stout, wields crossbows and other such mechanical items, all self-created, takes the roll of the hunter in the party