Ander's Adventure

Ander sat back in his chair in the bar, sipping slowly on his ale. He'd just come back from posting a note in the town square about forming an adventuring group. He pushes back his light brown hair to keep it out of his eyes, as he scans the room, trying to see if there are any reasonably decent looking adventurers in the bar.

He sighs as he realizes that he might be in for a long wait, and he stands from his chair, tossing a couple of gold coins onto it to pay for his drink. He checks the sword at his hip, and then gives a smile to the pretty blonde bar maid who had served him. She blushes slightly and smiles back.

As his eyes dance over the bar maid's body, Ander realizes that being **** to wait for a while might not be that bad of a thing. With a little stretch, he turns and starts up the stairs, heading for his room on the second floor.

He enters room 4, his room for the evening, and possibly many more, and makes his way to the bed. He takes off his belt and rests it next to the bed, before flopping down on it. No sooner had he done this, than there was a knock at his door.

A little surprised, Ander climbs back to his feet and picks his sword back up, moving back over to the door. As he reaches it, he calls out, "Who's there?"