Falûne: *a young white haired, pale blue tiefling cleric to Selune. Left the safety of his home to venture to what is now the blighted village to study at the temple to his goddess, only to get kidnapped, wake up on a ship to a mind flayer in his face, a tadpole crawling into his eye, then pass out and wake up again to see the very hells themselves as a dragon and alien frog people attack said ship. Only to then crash land, wake up on a beach with no clue where he is and then find himself travelling with a sharren who wants him dead, a Githyanki who he thinks wants to eat him after her insistence on ‘tasting him’, a high elf vampire who absolutely wants to eat him, a wizard with a bomb In his chest he found in a wall, a tiefling that’s on fire all the time, a runaway noble with a devil sugar mommy, a druid he’s terrified of because he’s afraid of bears, and a brainwashed drow tailing after them all… Now quietly sitting at a table surrounded by other tieflings and his companions alike, covered in filth, robes torn, hair singed and his faith rocked to its limits after blowing up the desecrated temple to his goddess to kill a bunch of goblins… and now living with a stone eye after naively trusting a blustering oaf with an ice pick* …
Wyll: hey there, you good buddy? Here why don’t you have some wine? *pours him a small cup* you look like you n-
Falûne: I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE! *grabs the whole bottle from him and starts downing it in one go*
Karlach: *trying to get it off of him* WYLL GRAB HIS ARMS! LAE’ZEL HELP!!!















