DnD because I can (closed)

(Carmen isn’t a hero lmao)

((Fea isn't either. But i can make it so a family member vanished so thats why she joins the ragtag group of hoodlums.))

(aight so luck is kind of obsolete at this point and your stats have to add up to 70, otherwise your character is fine. and yeah since everyone's characters are non-human the idea is that they're all worried that they might be next to disappear)

Mult is probably just going to latch onto someone and be like "This is my mortal, go away."//

(._.

right

Let me fix that)

(aight, now we're good)

(Dooone)

((annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd ACTION!))

(aight so we've got bards, right? so I was thinking maybe the bards were performing in a tavern or smth that the others are in to sort of start off the joining of the group?)

(Wait how many bards are there?)

(I think there's two since we've got Akmenos and your character)

(Neato ok

Also I made a DnD thing and I want y’all to join if that’s gucci)

((link it up Emi. I'll join fo sho))
((shall we begin?))

(I’m thinking about making it just a O/O but I’d love for you to join, Katto

https://www.notebook.ai/forum/limited/okay-so-i-want-one-of-those-d-d-sessions-where-the-dm-is-absolutely-the-god-and-doesn-t-tell-anyone-anything)

(ye, lemme set things up)

(hey I actually got here before everyone started, that's a first lol)

(Lol. I might have to start tomorrow tho, I’m kinda busy)

Screech of affirmation.//

(aight I've got a sec so imma set the scene)

The various players are in a dim but warmly lit tavern, full of creatures of all shapes and sizes. It's rather clean for a tavern, and it's clear the barkeep prides themself in keeping it that way. There are groups of people laughing and groups of people muttering, and a good few are singing and dancing along to the tunes the bards are currently playing. Posters are pinned to various parts of the walls, some with old wanted signs and others with ads for adventurers or news. And by the bar counter sit the bards, sitting on what they can find.

Akmenos is grinning happily to himself, strumming his shamisen to the tune of an old drinking song his mother taught him. He doesn't often sing, and at the moment he doesn't have to, as the many patrons of the tavern dancing around with their flasks and mugs in the air singing loudly and often coming close to spilling liquor on the bards

I wanna reply… But my paranoia!///

(me @ everything)

Torinn watched the performance in the tavern silently, wearing an amused expression. Usually, he would be a part of something like this, drinking and dancing along with everyone else. But tonight was different. People had been disappearing lately. Specifically, supernatural creatures. Torinn wasn't going to let himself relax until things seemed safe again.

Feanor strolled through the tavern door, looking like a wraith, dressed in all black with her cloak brushing the floor and her hood up. Her mismatched eyes caught in the dim light of the tavern as she beelined for the large counter that served as the bar, desperate for a drink. She smiled ever so slightly at the song the bards were playing, she recognized it from many years ago. A memory tingled at the back of her mind but she ignored it as she sat down. Motioning to the barkeep, she leaned back to enjoy the music.

The barkeep went over to Feanor, a smile on her face as she asked what the other wanted to drink. Meanwhile, Akmenos had finally given in to the spirit of the song, and was now standing atop a wooden chair and dancing nimbly in place as he played

Tumult watched this with an amused expression, sitting near an open window. I hate being inside, but I suppose this will suffice.

(who's the hooded person)