#quarion

It was a long time ago... Maybe when we were all about level 3? Yeah, that sounds right.

We were all gonna go on a super dangerous quest when our human fighter, Gorstag, decided that we needed backup. And so, we began our long trek to Clan Dundragon for backup. 

Beating up two perytons named Sans and Papyrus aside, we made it to Clan Dundragon pretty much unharmed. (I mean Rolen, our wimpy drow warlock, almost died like he always does but that’s normal.) While the rest of us get all settled down in a small house-like thing while Gorstag talks to his dad, who happens to rule Clan Dundragon, Quarion the gay woodelf ranger, decides to have some fun.

By starting an archery contest.

Which he’ll obviously win.

Because he’s a ranger and has a die of inspiration.

So he gathers all these members of Clan Dundragon who think that they can beat him in archery, and finally one challenges him. He’s a pretty average member of the clan, except he’s good with a bow. Quarion accepts this guy’s challenge and sets up three targets, letting the dude go first. He did pretty well, considering that he’s a pretty average human. Quarion didn’t do as well as he would’ve liked, but he still beat the Dundragon guy. And he got a bulls-eye.

The Dundragon guy’s a sore loser, so while Quarion’s pointing his nose to the sky and laughing triumphantly while walking away, he shoots at Quarion. The arrow whizzes past his head, and a second one hits his boot. Furious, quarion whirls around and tries to shoot an arrow narrowly past the Clan Dundragon guy’s head in return.

but uh

he rolled a one

and he used his inspiration in the archery contest.

The arrow went straight through his head.

Long story short, Quarion got kicked out of the clan’s boundaries and had to spend the night in the forest, which was SUPER dangerous by the way. While he was trying to sleep, an owlbear came out of nowhere and attacks him and his panther named Mister L. They both narrowly escape, Mister L hiding behind a tree and Quarion using his Gay Boots to fly away. 

Mister L wakes everybody up with his sCrEeChinG except for my character, Krymsul, who uses her breath weapon (acid) on him because unlike some other people she appreciates a night’s sleep. 

With the aid of the rest of the party, Mister L manages to get himself mauled and eaten by the owlbear, leaving Quarion depressed. Funnily enough, he and Krymsul are the only ones who are really affected by the panther’s death.

Anyway, the next day, Quarion tells Krymsul he was thinking of killing himself because he can’t (owl)bear to be without his precious panther buddy. Krymsul says that if he really wants to that he can go die and then walks away happily.

(OOC, we locked ourselves in the dm’s bathroom and discussed how Quarion should die. We all knew he was gonna die, we just didn’t know how it would happen.)

I don’t exactly remember how it happened, but when Krymsul got back from taking a very short nap Quarion was in Gorstag’s wagon, unconscious. Krymsul told everybody that Quarion wanted to die and made a persuasion check.

And rolled a nat20.

Krom, a dragonborn fighter, and Gorstag pounced on the opportunity to kill Quarion and started beating him up while Rolen constantly healed him. Eventually, Rolen ran out of magic band-aids and Quarion died. 

Krymsul gained indefinite madness for convincing everybody that Quarion needed to die and now firmly believes that Mister L is still alive. Hallucinations are great, ya’ll.