A Rambling Tale
A firm hand claps you on the shoulder. "I never thought we'd find a friendly ear in some tavern. That old coot's been rambling about dragons for years, blind to the shambling menace." You turn to see a middle aged and battle scarred tiefling woman, "I'm Captain Gloria, leader of these longstriders. If you're looking for a job we have need of a capable person such as yourself."