Apr 22, 2023
Heartwarming! The worst dice you know just rolled a nat 20
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Heartwarming! The worst dice you know just rolled a nat 20
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my chosen for a motw campaign that’s starting soon! he’s a journalism student with a cool sword.
id: a reference sheet for a ttrpg character. shay song is a korean man with pale skin and short black hair. he wears a green army jacket over a red flannel, jeans, white sneakers, and grey fingerless gloves. he is shown in several poses: browsing photos of his camera, wielding a sword, laughing, scowling, and showing a tattoo of a salal plant on his bicep. a rectangle containing items in his backpack is shown, with a notebook and pen, a box of bandaids, a container of hand sanitizer, a camera, a matchbox, a stuffed cat, a keyring, and a meteorite sword. his stats are shown: -1 charm, +2 cool, +1 sharp, +2 tough, and -1 weird.
Sean: I open the final door.
Scott: NO! You don't.
Sean: confused Yes I do.
Scott: Sean, we have been over this. You can't just indiscriminately open doors down here.
Sean: But that's why we're here!
Scott: Sean, I mean it. Wait for the rest of us.
Sean: tortured But...
The Narrator: What are you going to do, Sean?
Sean: I go up to the door... and put my ear against it.
Scott: Sean!
Sean: What? I'm just listening.
The Narrator: You hear the sound of many feet dragging on wet stone. The clink of metal. The groans of half-decayed mouths.
Sean: smiling enthusiastically Zombie horde?
The Narrator: Very likely.
Scott: Seriously, Sean. Do not open that door. We lost a lot of health in that last fight and we need a rest so I can get my spells back. Saul is actively bleeding out and we don't have any more health potions. PLEASE — for the love of all that is fun in this world — do not open that door.
The Narrator: Sean. What are you going to do?
Sean: long pause I open the door!
The Narrator: An arrow flies out and buries itself in Saul's neck. He collapses.
Sean: Ooh, sorry bud. You OK?
The Narrator: He is not.