This is the last conversation they had btw. Chat how cooked are we?

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This is the last conversation they had btw. Chat how cooked are we?
alvarin, my (very normal) druid girl (who doesn't have any murderous urges) (at all) 💚
@keepingupwiththetavfools
just some fun little Úna expressions ♥️
Ya'll wanna be so crazy supportive of a insane DM. I made statblocks for the npcs in my homebrew Tyranny of Tavs game
Meet Dorian Steelguard, inspired by the Alchemist class but also just a subclass that's a magic bartender lobbing Molotov bottles at enemies while feeding the party drinks.
STATBLOCK HERE
orian was the first npc to meet the party in full, he was working in Waterdeep at the Yawning Portal and was inspired to open a traveling bed and breakfast geared towards helping wayward heroes find home and respite. He also kissed Dev. Important News.
See his art from my amazing friend and fellow player at my table
Session 1: “A Beautiful Day in Waterdeep”
**This campaign uses the bones of Adventures in Waterdeep and Tyranny of Dragons for the overarching plot and is fleshed out with homebrew side quests and NPCS**
On one late Summer day in the month of the High Sun, Eleasias, our Tav fools, converge in a path that will forever change their lives and the lives of Toril. However, before any lives can be changed, some lives have to cross some paths. Waterdeep, the City of Splendor, the largest city on the Sword Coast and arguably the crowning jewel of the coast, is the host to our scene.
Moments where fate weaves some unlikely stories together: A feral druid, Alvarin, traveling with her very, very good friend, a cleric of the Earth Mother, Sola. A newly fired laborhand dragonborn, Devour, who struggles against a bloodstained mountainous past and tries to make ends meet. An infernal marriage-bound debutante from the Lands of Intrigue, Dotty McClain, and dear cousin, Reginald, are off to make a hole in the wallet of their new money uncle Clive. A caged songbird, finally running to freedom. Another tiefling, a bard, named Mint in disguise while starting her life over again. Or perhaps finally letting it start. And finally, a wandering royal, the hidden princess of the Cormyrian throne, Uná Frenor of Suzail, and her trusty companion and steed, Vaego.
The threads of fate leave them wandering into the infamous tavern, The Yawning Portal, to enjoy the day or forget it. Between musical performances by the Pit and drinking competitions hosted by the wizard mixologist Dorian Steelguard, the scene is stilled by a Troll emerging from the pit. The group is the first to react and send the troll back into the portal, from where it climbed out. Before they could rejoice and assess their success, their victory grabbed the attention of one Volothamp (Volo) Geddarm, who quickly asked to employ them. Volo’s quest: find his friend Floon, an incredibly HANDSOME idiot whom he lost contact with a few days ago after one bar crawl in the next neighborhood south of here. The group conflicted at first to take his quest, but with promises of money, information, and time spent away from a disappointed household. They agree to help Volo, the new group, strangers to each other, begin their first of many adventures together!
POV: You’re Shadowheart
Ranni, Rhian, and Quinn
Portraits of my Tav and a couple of my friends’
I blacked out for like 3 hours and next thing I know Ranni’s portrait was fully rendered. So. Went a bit overboard on hers comparatively but hey I can always go back in and clean up the other 2 a touch more, or I might just leave them.
Realized I never posted the newest member of Dotty’s dnd group!
Hester, cleric of Mystra
Maybe it’s better this way. We hurt each other with the things we want to say