This is my campaign.
It was just a normal day at the fields for Aratroth, Theor and Arren. But then something happend; a man ran towards them.
"Help me! they try to kill me, for a letter I have to hand over to the kings of the dwarves and elves.!'' Not much later the Greencloaks (Secret services of the realm) showed up. Their commander Gøler said to surrender and laughed at the fact these farmers were thinking about fighting him and his men.
The farmers told they would protect the guy. The Greencloaks decided to attack them. The guy with the letter was killed immediately by the commander of the Greencloaks. Aratroth though, managed to kill one of them.
The remaining Greencloaks were too strong though, and so slaughted commander Gøler both Theor and Arren. Aratroth was all alone and wounded. He picked up the letter from the corpse of the stranger and tried to run away from the massacre.
The Greencloaks chased him, but Aratroth managed to dissapear in the woods.
To be continued...