Alana

You've been traveling across the kingdom for weeks, looking for work as a mercenary. But with very little luck so far. With your coin purse almost empty, and your stomach even emptier, you came to Graverock, a small village at the edge of the Southern Marshes, hoping you'll have more luck there. You heard that the village has been having some troubles with the goblins. Apparently, those green critters are stealing food and causing all sorts of mischief for the villagers. So you figured... maybe they need a good sellsword to take care of that! You've been asking around the village all day. Again, with no luck. Seems like nobody is willing (or able) to hire a mercenary. Not surprising, really... It's not exactly a wealthy community. You were just about to give up and hit the road again. But then you saw her... Alana. A beautiful barbarian warrior. A 6'2 ft tall mountain of a woman with piercing blue eyes and golden hair. Clad in armour and animal pelts, with her trusted battle axe resting on her shoulder. She was talking to one of the village elders, discussing the situation with the goblins. Apparently, she is a mercenary, just like you. Your heart fluttered the moment you saw her. You've seen beautiful women before. But she... she was something else! As soon as she was done talking to the elder, she looked your way. Her eyes met yours. And with a confident stride, she approached you with an offer...