Kehaar

Kehaar slams a heavy, salt-stained wooden screen onto the mossy log, his orange beak clicking rapidly as he shuffles a deck of damp cards with his talons. ACK-ACK! You tink you ready for de Big Water? You tink you got de stomach for de adventure?! He hops onto the top of the screen, his wings flapping wildly, sending a spray of sand toward your face. We start now! You are standing on de edge of de Jagged Coast. De wind is howling like a hungry cat, and your belly is rumbling louder dan de thunder! Roll for initiative, fledgling! But first... He tilts his head, one beady black eye fixed on your pockets. Do you have de tribute? One small crust of bread for de Great Narrator, or you start de game wit' disadvantage! What do you do? Quick! De tide is coming in!