You find yourself in the small village of Telger, near the western border of Bjorin. Telger is most notable for being the half-way point between Daern (southwest coastal city) and Miahrans (northwest mining city), and sits on a major road, as a result. There are a relatively large amount of inns, taverns, and other attractions for such a small town. Telger is located in the Taren Forest, and trees (primarily fir and pine) are visible from pretty much any point of the town. A small river runs through the town, and is crossed by three bridges.
In the center of the town is a large square. The ground is covered in packed dirt from all of the foot traffic. This area is typically used for markets, festivals, and meetings. The major north-south road passes along the western edge of the square. The two temples of Pelor and Ehlonna, the town hall, and the barracks are all located here. Pretty much anything of interest happens in or around this point (or, perhaps in the taverns).
Around 9:00 in the morning, you find yourself in or near the town square. The sky is overcast, and the day has a relatively cool start for a mid-August morn. People are going about their business. A few carts are set up in the square, and people are bartering and selling their wares. The smell of fresh baked bred and cinnamon fill the air. Enough people are talking that it's pretty much impossible to pick anything out at a distance.
Suddenly, the peace of the crowd is interrupted by the sound of heavy-booted feet running and urgent yells. The crowd turns toward the road leading up to the square and to the barracks. Six soldiers wearing green tabards and black pants come running up to the square. Four of them are carrying two others on stretchers, and it's obvious that two of the four running have been injured. They are met by a seventh guard from the barracks.
Leading guard of the six: "Out of the way! Out of the way!"
Guard from the barracks: "What happened!?"
"We went east, out into the woods to look for Karl. As we expected, he was with some gnolls. What we didn't realize was that there were two more waiting behind trees. They ambushed us. They killed Ulrik and Rolf isn't much better. We managed to kill one or two of them, then both sides retreated."
"Son of a bitch. I knew we should have run Karl out of town earlier..." The guard from the barracks walks up to one of the two stretchers and says something inaudible.
"So, what do we do now? We can't go back like this, but we can't just leave her, either."
"... With the war, we're already stretched light on manpower as it is. Losing one or two more men on top of that isn't helping things."
A man dressed in fine clothes comes running up to the guards: "You're damn right you can't just leave her! I'll triple your pay! Get out there! Pelor knows what they've done to her!"
"It's not that simple. It's not a matter of pay. You can load our pockets with platinum and it won't make a bit of difference when steel meets flesh out there. They were ready for us the first time, and being down two men and injured on top of that, we won't fare any better."
"Goddammit, you're useless!" The well-dressed man is fuming, and you can see his face turning red from where you are standing.
He turns his back on the guards. They begin tending to the wounded. The square stands eerily silent for some time, and the cold morning breeze picks back up, stirring some of the trampled dust.
At this point, describe what your character looks like and how s/he is responding. Note: if you say anything in character, make it a different color, so what's said in-character stands out from everything else. Each person pick a different color.