#moe dulosk

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so ye, got to play D&D tonight and our DM fucking BLINDSIDED ME

under the cut bc mindflayers are gross

so we found Moe’s dad. Turns out Gil has been dead for 20 years and an intellect devourer has been puppeting his body around. fortunately we have a scroll of true rez, so Gil’s back. He’s very apologetic to his son of course, and he doesn’t remember much bc dead, but he does know that Moe’s mom is in the castle somewhere. So we slowly find our way to the water caves underneath the castle, narrowly avoiding getting our own brains eaten by intellect devourers a couple times

come to find a mind flayer’s down here! joy!

we manage to kill it without too much trouble, surprisingly, and work our way through the caves to a small stone building. gil opens the door and our DM describes the interior as shelves of brains in jars

because some brains are too valuable to eat, so they are kept ‘safe’ instead. we have found the mind flayer’s library. among the jars of brains is the brain of Fascination

and that’s where we left off, so i’m wondering now if whatever the mind flayer did preserved her consciousness with the brain? bc if so holy fuck. i’m really hoping not.

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so i found a picrew that let me make my tiefling son!

edited it a little in paint to get his eyes right and add the lightning scar

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trying to cheer myself up, so have an info-dump on my son Moe

third-generation tiefling, mom’s a tiefling, dad’s a half-elf

Mom is Fascination “Nat”, scholar and historian

Dad is Gil Dulosk, adventurer, mercenary, certified dumb-ass

About a week after Moe was born Nat got kidnapped by a demon

Gil took his son to his hometown to raise him, kept an ear out for information about missing scholars or strange happenings. Moe was six when he went to investigate a solid lead, promising to return within a year whether he was successful or not

guess who didn’t come back

fortunately Gil left his boy in good hands. enter Moe’s mothers

Agnes Baumann, human, and Nora Durthane, dwarf

these wonderful lesbeans run a tavern called the Queen and Cat. Moe spent a lot of time there growing up, listening to adventurer’s stories (mostly appropriate for kids)

being a tiefling in a mostly fair-race community, he faced some challenges and bigotry. example A being his once-best friend. around ten years old Loren Elford cut the friendship off, having picked up racism from his father

Moe was fine with walking away, but then Loren called his mothers stupid so he broke Loren’s nose

at about sixteen, while sparring with guard-captain and friend Zedaar, Moe got struck by lightning. he has a really nice scar down his right arm and side from that

he also took an apprenticeship with the local woodcarver Perren, who keeps trying to get Moe to be more social

did I mention this boy has a Charisma score of 6

that’s after the +2 that tieflings get as a racial bonus

my son is an asshole

AND YET WHO FUCKED A DRAGON

granted at the time he did not know Epherith was a dragon, they were a very lovely elf who wasn’t good with people either and they hit it off really well

at 26 Moe leaves home to go find his dumb-ass dad and punch him in the face. start campaign

i have a series of fic on ao3 if you wish to read this in a more serious format

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Is that a little ponytail on ur tief? can't tell & i don't wanna mess up his hair pft XD

It is! He keeps his hair in a low ponytail bc it’s easiest, what with the horns. Some of it tends to slip out and fall over his face.