Chapter 1: The Joining
The sun had begun to set as two weary guards led a party of adventurers to their home fort. The fort was set out on an island in the middle of a lake, the only way to reach the island was to swim or use a boat. The two guards stopped their horses as the last rays of light faded behind a mountain, leaving only the dark gray clouds to cover the sky.
"Should we swim across or wait for a boat to come for us?" Asked the male guard to the other.
"My gut says we should wait for a boat..." The female said, dismounting her horse and walking down to the docks.
The female guard grabbed a lit torch off the end of the dock, one that was used for guiding the boats to shore, and began waving it around in the air. A similar display was shown from atop one of the towers walls and the guard placed the torch back in its bracket. She walked back up to her horse and mounted it, making it walk down to the dock.
"Get ready back there!" She called over her shoulder to the lagging group that were not riding horses.
Those were the adventurers they had picked up from throughout Fereldan, wandering around looking for a purpose. Some had been conscripted, others were joining of their own free will, but whatever the cause they were here now. Some of them wore armor while others wore cloaks and carried simple weapons, like bows or long swords. Some were dwarves, others human, all from different cultures that were displayed throughout Fereldan.
A slow gliding noise was heard coming across the lake and the Female called out behind her, "You'd better be ready for a long trip over, we cant move very fast with all of you here."
The ship finally drew into the docks, more guards climbing over and beckoning the adventurers to hurry onto the ship. They all had worried looks on their faces and seemed to want to get back to the island as soon as possible.
"Hurry up you lot, its not safe at night anymore..." The male guard said, looking behind him out into the darkness.