I know I'm years behind but damn those art prints fuck hard
🎶ROLL THE DICE 🎶
But my husband-we spent three months searching for your backstory...
Love that the dynasty just has like big fuckass dune worms
Oh wow Caleb has a whole 47hp I'm so proud
Wait I forget wouldn't frumpkin have dark vision as a cat
Kitten (Odysseus) and slightly older kitty (Caleb Widogast) have both shown mercy and haven't chosen to nap on the laptop yay
Love that caduceus' Nature sucks very funny
Living clock Caleb Widogast
Sunk cost fallacy but for fuckass worm tunnels
This geode cavern sounds so awesome
Ooooh we're stealthy as fuck boi
Nott & Jester BFF 💚💙
Already hate these tentacle cone things hate the fucking teeth hate everything about it
Evolutionary biology must be insane in fantasy worlds
Like imagine the amount of convergent evolution, mimic version of carcinization I'd kill myself
This is why so many wizards lose their shit
FOUR ATTACKS PER ROUND FUCK OFF FOREVER KESUS FUCK
(whimpers apprehensively)
Maybe they have really shitty HP since their AC is fucking 20 WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK
SLOW AND BANE MY BELOVEDS
-> FUCKING ABSCOND
DING DONG DING DONG IT'S 4 O'CLOCK
Drowning buddies round two: Fjord and Nott version 💚
[emotional moment] "also it's 9 o'clock" "Fuck you"
FRUMPKIN DANCE!! ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ
overall penalty for stealth for reading smut out loud lol lmao even
LMAO BREAK CLIFFHANGER
kobold swarm hate that
C'mon Caleb the negotiator you got this
Oh please let there be fanart of Caleb in the rope trap please I need it like I imagine arms crossed face matching his hair from the blood rush 19 intimidation while upsidedown
Insane interaction I fucking love dnd
Liam as Caleb dead eye staring while still upsidedown
Trading frumpkin only for the creature to immediately bolt is hilarious actually
Beau and jester putting on a show while everyone is just silently watching with blank expressions
WHAT IS HAPPENING
~not playing just visiting THIS IS A HOUSE OF LIES
Lmao nat 20 for 7 poison damage
This got so silly so quickly
Everyone crying from laughter including me truly this is DND at it's best
Oh please be lava or a dragon or both
FIRE GIANTS EVEN BETTER
REST IN PIECES SPURT WE HARDLY KNEW YE
Liam's face as matt describes the lava shield that is a man who is making future spell plans
Ja my grandmother used to keep me up late at night reading me stories about things like this. No I don't know anything! I don't know!
And you're going to fight: FUCKED
...maybe if we wait long enough they'll fall asleep
Nott being a mom to jester and Beau: Focus! Focus!
Oh there's no way this can end well this is an insane situation
Oh dragonfly shawl inspired by caduceus fuck yes
Lol sprinkle almost fucking Caleb over lmao even
Oh cool failed on step 1 fuckdamn
Y'know maybe if they do wait long enough the fire giants will go to sleep maybe that's a good plan actually
CMON POLYMORPH BRING US TO VICTORY
BEAUREGARD AND CADUCEUS STEP OF THE WIND 2/7 CLEAR
JESTER AND CALEB WITH DIMENSION DOOR 4/7 CLEAR
MORE BEES
32 TO HIT JESUS FUCK OH MY FUCKING GOD
Imagine if the cow fucked them over
FJORD AND YASHA WITH THUNDER STEP 6/7 CLEAR
Oh god this is such a fucking bad way to die c'mon Nott
There's only 30 minutes left and I am so stressed
Caleb casting Banishment via middle finger is so good
Everyone immediately leaving safety to rescue Nott IM DYING HERE
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME IT COLLAPSED THE FUCKING BRIDGE
CMON RING OF WATER WALKING SAVE US
wow happened in campaign 1 too the underdark just kinda sucks huh
"do you have the ability to turn back time?" "we're working on it"
9D10S?! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING
STRESSED I AM STRESSED THIS IS SO STRESSFUL
second time caleb has seen his mom burn
oh thank fuck
I am vibrating from sheer stress my fight or flight has fucking activated hhhhhh
“I’m going to, ah, extend my middle finger to the giant on the bridge, mutter a few arcane words around my hand, and cast, ahhhhhh, Banishment. [explaining quickly] the-components-are-an-item-distasteful-to-the-target.”
at first, i misheard his last sentence and thought the components were an item distasteful to the caster. what a character choice it would be for Caleb to use his own hand as a spell component distasteful to himself.
Nott the Brave, Nott the Daring, Nott the Loyal and the Noble and the Caring. Nott, who is so many things she did not think she could be. Nott, who cares so much for the people she once separated herself from. Nott, who cares far too much for the people she has known for so little time. Nott the Thoughtful, the Watchful, the Stealthy, the Quick, the Deadly. Nott the Companion, the Hero, the Protector. Nott the... The Mother.
Caleb has not held anything like religion in a long time. For the first time in even longer, he wishes he could bend his faith in something other, something larger, into magic. He can cast spells, modify them, even, with enough time, enough research. It is not the same thing.
She braids his hair, sometimes. When they are in dangerous places, during rests or watches. When he is injured, as he so often is.
He braids her hair less often. It seemed a little foolish, the last time he tried. He is so out of practice, her hair so different, the memories just a touch too painful. He regrets that, now.
He keeps trying to pull his awareness out of his own head just a little bit more. Down to his hands, so carefully looping little protective flowers into braids in Nott’s hair. Down further, watching her face as she sleeps for signs of discomfort. She’s still alive. Burned, badly, but alive.
He swallows again. Her hair is soft in his hands, the flowers wilted but the forced delicacy helps bring his focus away from where the sight-smell and sound remainders linger if he lets his mind drift too long.
Jester is still putting slow healing into Nott, now focused on making sure her legs are bandaged. She says Nott should be fine by tomorrow. He believes her, mostly.
Fjord, talking to Yasha and Beau, trying to distract her far more conscious self from where Caduceus is making sure her arms won’t suffer any lasting damage from the close call.
The bubble is up, around them, and Caduceus’ camouflage of earth above that. If he tries hard enough, he can pretend it feels safe, and not entrapped. At least it’s just earth now.
Jester stands up, stretches as much as she can in the confines of the bubble. Her mouth twists a bit as her horns pass through it and come back with bits of dirt, but she shakes it off when she sees the attention on her.
“Don’t worry you guys! We’ll all get some sleep and Nott will be just like new!” Jester’s smile goes a little bit softer, a little more concerned, as she looks at Nott. “I hope...”
The medicine kit is packed away. She comes back, taking up braiding the hair on the other side of Nott’s head, fingers even more careful and practiced than his own. But also shaking, just slightly.
He can’t think of anything to say. Jester tries, then after a few minutes he sees her start to cast Sending, but quickly drops it.
They sit, quietly, until Nott’s hair is all braided into a neat tiara along her head, flowers and bits of Caduceus’ colorful lichen tucked in like gems. Jester even manages to fish up two ribbons, one for each side.
“A crown well earned.” She says, as the last bit of braid is carefully tied off, and Nott herself put gently onto a bedroll. Caleb draws the blanket up over her shoulders, tucks her in.
Tomorrow they would have to keep going. Tomorrow maybe he would try to impress again how he felt about Nott, something that seemed more important now than ever. He could not let her die. Not like that, not like all. She deserved her happy ending, deserved her husband who loved her and a child that was not a danger to her.
Tomorrow, they could...
“Caleb?”
Jester’s voice, startling him from his thoughts.
“J-ja, what, what is it?”
“What are you thinking about?”
He pauses, blanking, then his mouth moves without him: “A charm. Or a protection, of some sort. She is always putting herself in danger, and I thought, something that could help keep her out of it...”
Jester nods, clapping her hands together. “Oh, yes! Something super cute that she’ll like, then she’ll have to wear it! Only... I’m a little short on spell slots right now, and I’m not sure how to put a spell into a charm anyway? Do you know how? We should figure out what sort of thing to do, then maybe make it tomorrow or as soon as we can get the pieces for it!”
It maybe hadn’t been what he’d had in mind when he’d first looked up, but the sudden enthusiasm makes him smile a bit. Maybe it is something she could use, a physical token of how important she is.
“That sounds like a good idea, ja. Let us move away a little, I don’t want to wake her.”
“Oh, yes yes yes! Okay come here, I’m thinking we could maybe put it in a little ring or something? Or maybe a pin that she could put on her shirt?”
They talk about it a little longer than they should, until Beau shushes them for mere necessity of the rest. It isn’t ready yet, but they begin to assemble a plan for something that might be worthy of aiding Nott the Brave.
