#this campaign

Some short interactions between my DnD oc and the other party members that could happen/have happened. I thought it would be nice to post something DnD related since it is one of my many special interests.

Drago (human) belongs to @thenomadclan

Snow (elf) belongs to @wolfsnowphoenix

Sachel (tiefling) belongs to @bunnyraptor69

Dark Sun (dragonborn) belongs to me

The DM (dungeon master) is @queenlybeastly

Enjoy

Waiter: -brings Dark Sun, Drago, Snow and Sachel the food they order in a pub-

Dark Sun: -looks a little sad and disappointed-

Drago: what's wrong buddy?

Dark Sun: they got my order wrong... they gave me the steak barely cooked

Drago: -grabs his plate- I'll take care of that

Dark Sun: wait- Drago no-

Drago: WHICH ONE OF YOU MOTHER FUCKERS THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUNNY TO GIVE THE BIG DEADLY GUY OVER HERE A HALF COOKED STEAK?! HE WANTED IT COOKED THUROUGHLY!!

Dark Sun: -dies from embarrassment-

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Dark Sun: -is petting his cat companion by the camp fire-

Drago: what if I just watched him while you go off to get more fire wood? The flame is getting low and I'm pretty sure we are all getting cold.

Dark Sun: no. I don't trust you with Orion.

Drago: pffft- puh-lease, what am I gonna do to that hell spawn that you dont trust me with?

Dark Sun: I'm not worried what you will do to him, but what he will do to you.

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Drago: what if I-

DM: hey, this is the little voice inside your head; your concious. We haven't talked for a while.

Drago: I thought it killed you!

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Sachel: -is pickpocketing in a large crowd-

Dark Sun: -notices but doesn't say anything-

Sachel: -holds his arm- You know big guy, we should go out some time~ just you and me~

Dark Sun: -nervously laughs and pulls his arm away-

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Snow and Drago: -being lovey dovey with each other-

Dark Sun: -is tolerating their public displays-

Sachel: Why don't you two make love already? I'll help push it along of you need >;)

Drago: No need, we have already made love. Isn't that right babe? -is lying just to tease-

Snow: -is embarrassed-

Dark Sun: -has second hand embarrassment-

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Sachel and Snow: -having a relaxing girl's night at a nice spa-

Drago and Dark Sun: -doing who knows what and getting into life-threatening trouble with their animal companions-

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Dark Sun: -is enjoying a bath-

Dark Sun: -senses something isn't right-

The toilet: -is a mimic-

Dark Sun: -gets out of his bath, grabs his crossbow, shoots the mimic in its big eye, killing it-

The mimic: -burns acid through the floor, making a hole through the second story floor-

Drago, Snow, Sachel and a Royal Guard: -looks up through the hole at Dark Sun who is very much in his birth suit-

Drago: what the fuck was that?

Dark Sun: Mimic

DM: oh come on! That was supposed to be your first boss fight in the campaign. But of course your beefcake boy had to one-shot it

Me: not my fault he's just that good

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Dark Sun: -is treating Drago's wounds-

Dark Sun: there. You should be good to go

Drago: carry me

Dark Sun: no

Dark Sun: -not even 5 minutes later, carrying Drago-

Bella Hadid

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[ forgive me if some of these quotes are slightly off. i am going based off notes and memory ]

“the things our parents give us can kill us” // winnie, when she was totally convinced she had been passed down a curse. but now it rings true for a lot of things in this campaign. grief. vengeance. expectations.

"we could jump out the window. run for it." // the party helping mimiko and winnie being totally ready to create the craziest situations possible. they even offered hest, even though that horse bites.

“we will get them back. that isn’t a question.” // trene is taken. there is no way that winnie is letting them stay taken. they don't even know they are siblings yet. but the loyalty is there and the friendship that will save them both.

“winnie's mother would still be alive if she hadn’t been born”  // true despair for winnie. their worst fears confirmed. everything they have done, even living has brought others pain. and what can she do about it? nothing.

“i thought i was cursed. turns out i’m just like this.” // taking off the glasses. revealing her eyes. all of it, and her friends still stay there. maybe there is something more to this party thing than just mutual survival. but she is still a monster.

“you see a woman standing behind your shoulder, invisible in reality, but her image is reflect in the pool. your mother.” // the voice in their head. not a curse. a mother. her mother. who has been there for years. why didn't winnie sense her? was she that bad a daughter?

"your father let morwyn kill your mother. he didn't do anything." // vengeance. vengeance. vengeance. vengeance. vengeance. vengeance. winnie's heart is filled with it. vengeance. vengeance. vengeance. vengeance.

“brother!!!” // mars and trene and winnie being united by a mutual father and experience. they are brothers. they are friends. winnie finds happiness in helping rescue trene.

“next time, i will kill you.” “i dare you to try.” // winnie is fair. winnie does not shoot oriel in the head because he helped them save trene. but she does shoot him in the foot. they are certain the next time they will aim elsewhere.

“there is a pure white fox, slaughtered, it’s body soaked in a puddle of its own blood, a figure leaning over it.” // confirmation of her suspicions. there is only vengeance to seek and cast. to right this wrong requires blood. when winnie awakens, she is convinced. they do not think perhaps this is manipulation, something twisted.

“i’m going to kill oriel.” “i won’t that happen.” “good luck with that.” // and then mars introduces doubt. gods, why did they do that! now winnie has to think about it, even thought their voice is steady. is there something else.

“i know you don’t trust me. and i don’t trust you. but you’re the only one I can go to with this.” // finally winnie reaches out to another person. velvel. they're both awful at this friend thing, but they join together to protect the party. both of them share secrets. winnie now has something to confide in, releasing a weight from her mind.

“and the repetition of your mother hitting the barrier, eventually something broke. and it was your dad.” // sadness. but not anger. winnie becomes sick of seeing her family die. even oriel. even oriel. even oriel.

“i hate you! i would kill you if i could! but i trust my friends more.” // and they do. trust beyond the rage in her heart. she does not raise the gun to oriel.

“did i do something wrong?” “no, you never did anything wrong.” // and winnie sees just how regretful oriel is, that he would make blood fight blood. if he can be sorry for this, perhaps he is sorry for other things.

“i can make the fire bigger. the material isn't all bad.” // they can remake the sword, they can forge bullets from the aftermath, and they can forgive. maybe not now. but eventually.

“i would like to trade my powers for my daughter’s father’s life.” // and oriel takes the step to make amends. they can work together on this. for the first time since meeting him, winnie feels something more than kind towards oriel.

“you’re my best friend. and if i don’t see you again, i’m going to kill you.” // velvel and winnie are best friends. and winnie is able to say that. there is no more loneliness that traps her. it has been banished.

Cadeucus: destroys a living city of body horror