#dndverse.

rumi: paladin (oath of devotion) / bard (college of glamour)

mira: fighter (battle master, polearm mastery) / bard (college of swords)

zoey: rogue (soulknife) / bard (college of eloquence)

"Varris! No!" Effy yelped, diving across the table to stop him from eating the infamous 'mystery mash'. It was the special of the day from the cafeteria, and something told her it was evil. It was an instinctive feeling, like the one she got around certain monsters they made them fight in the arena.

While Effy managed to knock Varris's tray off the table before he could grab a spoonful, she also managed to knock every other tray off the table, and wear about a third of the lunchtime menu on her robes at the same time. Her chain, Gen, looked absolutely mortified, while the rest of Effy's group seemed amused in a way. She smiled weakly, before sitting upright on the table and turning in a pile of mashed potato to Varris.

"Piper~! I'm not covering for you if you get caught." Effy said, stomping one soundless foot on the cobbled ground as she crossed her arms over her robed chest for effect. The lightless was often getting caught up in, or made accomplice to, one of Piper's plans. Her bardic friend often had schemes cooked up at random times within the academy walls, and Effy was a little tired of getting in trouble for them.

A voice in the back of her mind reminded her though, that this suffering was part of her path and to let Piper do as she pleases. Evidently, it was destined to happen this way.