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I want to post some maps I just made but SPOILERS
Well, it has been a while since I wrote something, so here is a little thing I thought of concerning the group from the campaign from the amazing mind of @meteorito618 ( @kruos-tallo ). Specifically it concerns my character, Blaine and her first experience with any sort of alcoholic beverage. If you would like, go ahead and read on! Don’t got a title for it, but here it is anyways!
We see a group of eight adventurers entering fairly loudly into the warm and inviting atmosphere of an inn, and what a group this is to behold. Diversity is not a stranger to this group, and none of them think any different of those they call friends and family. Two red, tall tiefling twins, hang off of each other, laughing as they gesture and exclaim seeming to talk about whatever events just happened. A half-elf with messy black hair that is parted on one side of their head joins in with them, though hangs back a little favoring to walk in next to a halfling woman with bright orange hair as well as a green dragonborn who chuckles along and often comments back to the last three people in the group. These three appear more than comfortable to take up the rear, and quietly listen only joining in if they deem it necessary. The shortest, a gnome who does not stand out among them seems to take in their surroundings instead of paying attention to the company. A light blue dragonborn is middle height of the three and smiles at her friends, recounting some of the ways she joined in on their latest adventure. Lastly, the tallest of the three is an elf who smiles along as well, proud of her friends and how they handled their recent fight. The eight of them walk in and exchange greetings with anyone who may be inclined to do so, before choosing a rather large table and sitting around it.
“You all stay put, Lados and I’ll go and get stuff from the bar,” the slightly shorter of the two tieflings says, grabbing the arm of the other and making their way to the not too crowded bar.
“And hurry back with it you two, I don’t want to come have to track you down just to find you hogged all the drinks,” the halfling says and with a huff she turns back to the group. “Well,” she begins, “I do believe that was quite a success. I do hope the town will be a lot better off now that they do not have to worry about goblins sneaking in again.”
The half-elf besides her pipes up, “Don’t worry about it Gwen, I’m sure they’ll be fine and if they aren’t we can always come back and help them out again,” they bump the others shoulder and gives a warm smile before turning to the rest of the group and saying, “besides we are here to celebrate our success, not to worry more right?” And the rest of them give a little cheer as the two tieflings come back.
“Alright here we go,” says Lados, “First we got a couple shots for Xanaphia.” and she places two shots in front of the elf who smiles and takes one and downs it nodding in appreciation. “Next for the rest of us, mead. Here you go Gwen, Darjo and Sindri,” she places three mugs in front of the halfling, half-elf and gnome respectively, “Anakis,” she hands one to her twin, “and Blaine,” she sets the second to last one down in front of the green dragonborn who knits her eyebrows and gently grabs it. Lados takes a different steaming mug and says, “and none for Akra though I did get you something else,” she winks and places it in front of the light blue dragonborn who smiles in thanks.
After distributing most of the drinks, Lados takes the last one and sits with Anakis finally joining the group and Darjo says, “A toast to all of us and to the wellbeing of those we are able to help,” and raises their glass. The group cheers and raise their glasses as well before taking a drink. At least most do, Blaine still sits holding her mug of mead and looking at it curiously. Darjo glances over and notices this and says, “Hey, what’s up? It’s just some regular old mead, same as any other inn has.” And some of the others look up at her as well as she fiddles with her mug nervously.
Before she can speak, Akra gently joins in and asks, “You haven’t drank anything like that before, have you?”
Blaine turns to look at her with a small smile replying, “Is it that easy to tell?”
Akra smiles and says, “Well when I never have myself it is easy to see in others as well. You don’t have to if you don’t want, but there is no one stopping you either.”
“Not to mention,” Anakis chimes in, as Blaine turns to look at him, “I would be glad to take that drink off your hands if you do not want it.” He winks eliciting some laughs from the others and in a Lados speaks up in a challenging tone, “That is if I do not get it first brother.” And they both push each other before laughing and turning to Blaine who grips her mug more tightly, feeling calm about the situation with how her friends are dealing with it.
“Thanks guys, but I actually am kinda curious, so I guess trying a bit won’t hurt. And if I don’t like it, I’ll let you all fight for who gets it,” she smirks and then brings the mug up to her mouth, taking a sip of it. She sits for a second afterwords before shrugging and going in for another drink saying, “It isn’t too bad really.” Some rather dramatic sighs ring out from the two tieflings before chatter resumes as the group continues to enjoy their down time.
Before long, much of the group have finished their drink. And a few of them decide to get another... and another... and another. Xanaphia is fine after her own two shots, Gwen and Darjo drop out at two, Sindri suprisingly calls it quits after three, however Anakis, Lados and Blaine are now on their fourth drink. Everyone is happily chatting, some rather loudly. Blaine is flushed from all her drinking, and seems to find everything funny which amuses the others in the group.
Xanaphia leans over quietly tells her, “I think after this drink, you should be done for the night. You have drunk quite a bit and we would not want anything bad to happen.”
To which Blaine chuckles at a little bit and says with a slur to her voice, “Cooome on mooom., I feeel fiineee. In faact,” Blaine stands up, her chair falling over as she does so before she continues, “I feeel great! Liike I gootta... do stuff,” and that is all the warning the group gets before the younger dragonborn stumbles a second and jolts out the door laughing all the way. A chorus of “No!” and “Wait!” sound behind her as the others get up to chase after her.
---- The Next Morning ----
Blaine sits up from a bed that she does not remember getting into. Her head pounds telling her that sitting up was a bad idea so she plops back down with a groan.
“It is about time you got up,” a voice whispers from somewhere else in the room. Blaine looks around and sees Sindri and Xanaphia sitting in the corner, the latter mixing something before bringing a mug over to Blaine and handing it to her, “You should drink this, it should help a little. Blaine smiles gratefully and drinks noticing most of the pain went away. She sits up and stretches and looks to see Sindri has left.
She turns to Xanaphia and asks, “What... exactly happened after we sat down to drink?” But before she could get an answer she heard loud footsteps before seven more people come barging into the inn room. They all sigh as they wear different expressions raging from relieved to amused to slightly frustrated. Blaine raises a brow at them and it is Darjo who steps up.
“If you ever drink that much again, I am going to restrain you in vines before you can even make a move, so if I were you I would not drink that much EVER again!” They exclaim at her, however this just makes Blaine even more confused.
She turns to look at Gwen who shrugs and says, “You just got into a bit of trouble last night, almost jumped off a cliff thinking you could fly, tried to beat up a scarecrow cause you swore it was a goblin, tried to pick fights with almost everyone, burnt a BUNCH of spells randomly making quite the light show out here in the middle of nowhere. It was pretty amusing actually,” she chuckles as Blaine looks slightly horrified.
“Ugh, yeah don’t worry Darjo if I ever have a drink again it’ll only be one and if I even think about having anymore I expect one of you to smack it out of my hands, okay?” Blaine looks at each one in turn to make sure they all agree. With that all said and done, everyone returns to the rooms they stayed in last night to pack up and head out. After all, being protectors of the land from a place not many know of means that your job is never done.
Our protagonist: Blaine, the Dragonborn Sorcerer, played by @doctor-desi
16 years old at the start of the campaign, she was always curious and excited about exploring, though her siblings stopped her from doing so most of the time. Once she entered school, she gained more freedom. An event not much later in her life changed her forever. Ms. A, her teacher and mentor trained and teached her everything she needed to know about being a sorcerer. A young adult now, she was able to leave her town, Saker Keep, and head into the unknown, waiting to discover whatever the world had for her
With a spell save DC of 13 and a spell attack bonus of 5, at level 1 she’s able to cast Acid Splash, Fire Bolt, Mage Hand and Prestidigitation as cantrips, and Burning Hands and Magic Missile as 1st level spells
I present y’all, my forgiving and merciful DM, @doctor-desi
Oh no they’re hot
Fluff is over, it’s time for ANGST
I’d wait to post this till I draw more but... no
Thanks for the idea @doctor-desi ♥
A couple of doodles I did the other day cause I also have fluff in my repertoire, not just angst I promise