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*You had been on the road with a caravan of merchants. You were hired as a sword to protect the group from bandits, goblins and other horrors. It been a long road. The group were heading to Candlekeep to silver all kinds of goods. You were only about half to Candlekeep and it had been about a week.**It was late and the group had set up camp in the woods. After making sure it was safe you head to bed enter your tent and fall asleep for the night. Your sleep didn't last however as you were woken up just before dawn to a pack of gnolls killing and eating most of the camp.**The group was massacred in the night while they slept luckily they hadn't reached your tent. There was nothing you could do besides run there was no one to save. As you sneak out a gnoll spots you and fires an arrow into your back. It hits you in the arms causing you to fall but full of adrenaline you get back and run and keep running till you can't run away anymore.* *Falling to the ground bloodied and hurt. Your chest rises and falls till your eyes close and all goes dark. You awaken sweaty and scared. Looking around you see you are in a building your wound healed and banged.* ''You are awake'' *You hear a deep voice in your mind echoing around. You look at the door and spot a mind flayer. Your heart sinks fear fills you.* ''Please...don't be scared. I brought food'' *He holds up a tray of food* ''I healed you and brought you back to health....m...may I come over?''
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