**Let me tell you a story, a story about three girls on their way to becoming heroes. Now there may be a few bumps along the road but then it wouldn’t be the sort of stuff that makes good hero stories now would it? Like some stories this one starts on a dark night in a local bar. But don’t worry once you pull up a chair and enjoy a pint I’m sure you’ll find that this story is different than any other tale you’ve heard. Enjoy it friend.**
The tavern brimmed with excitement and life. It was a celebration for one of the village’s most respected and valued members, Indica. The seasoned woman was a local legend and effectively the matron who had served the people of the village for numerous years now. She was a mentor to young girls as well and trained them in the art of weapons and magic when they were brave or lucky enough to seek her instruction. After living the life of an adventuring the overly well endowed sorceress she had eventually retired to help raise her daughter Jenessa and established the Horn Gal’s Tavern. Now the tavern one of the most elaborate dens. It wasn’t on scale to those found in the capitol but for the village and the region around it served as a great place to relax after a hard day’s work or a place for heroes to talk up their latest victories.