You see an old man sitting beside a bonfire. He has a long, white beard and friendly eyes. He is wearing a long gray robe with a brown belt around the hip. The old man smiles looking at you and says in a low voice:
Be welcome, Adventurer,
may Akhran protect you on all your ways.
I am Graveluth of Evermore - warden of Cail-K'hamar, the lost town. I live in this world since the first year of the firedragon (the 14th year of Evermore). I collected much knowledge about this world and I am willing to share this knowledge with you.
Stay a while and listen to the tales of our Bards and Sages. Hear the words about might and magic, about battles of the past and the future. Hear stories about events far beyond your imagination; about fallen heros, heros who bore mighty weapons and conjured all destructing magic, but never returned from their journey to see their names in the hall of fame.
Have a seat and collect new power for your next adventure. Rest a bit and see what the future offers to you. And be sure: If you continue your journey to The Lands of Evermore - the home of many heros - you will find new adventures, you will face your fate.
The old man stretches his feet closer to the fire and continues:
If you want to I can tell you more about: