Dungeon master if you can speak please do so
Me waiting for the OP to be updated
It doesnt work if theyre town cuz theyd just tell us who they are right
Ye
Even if they arent allowed to speak here theyd probably signal us in manchat to say hi if town
Dungeon master say āteeheeeeehehegegeeeā in thread if ur town
Good morning, missed the start of day, ready toā¦do D&D things?
Forgive me for being confused, as Iām still reading through the thread but why these pools specifically?
ftr i think the campaign starts n1
I do love a bit of D&D, I sure hope we win? Oh god combat is gonna take forever.
oh sharing this here before i forget
anyone I kill leaves the town victorious
i donāt have any direct killing abilities, so this relies purely on items and ITAs
so if any of yāall can boost ITAs or can give me a vig, thatād be nice
(i plan to use this to get a mafia member to out)
im gonna claim this SoD2 and see if i can get anything
You clearly havenāt seen Dungeons and Dragons cartoon series
AND SO THE ADVENTURE BEGINS
Itās been godsdamn satisfying day. A fresh sum of two hundred gold coins now resides in your pocket, obtained through another triumphant adventure dispatching something or other.
You and the rest of your team have congregated in the overcrowded Black Satyr Tavern, situated on the eastern outskirts of Palisade. The usual clientele fills the establishment, comprised of both dedicated alcohol enthusiasts and those enamored by their company.
As you settle down, your attention is drawn to a pompous nobleman, likely of the awful merchant variety and his crew of lapdogs conspicuously observing you from across the room. They are very clearly eyeing you up. For what reason, youāve no clue.
A heavyset bearded man aproaches your table. He appears fatigued and afflicted by the aftermath of excessive revelry. He places the drinks you had requested in front of you. Those ##### across the way still keep their eyes locked on you, but youāll worry about that in a moment. For now, you raise your glasses and prepare for a long night of harrowing debauchery.
200 gold right off the bat, we must have accomplished something
And another round of drinks hits the table.
I look up to heavyset bearded man with nod of approval
āCheers.ā
You recognize him as Dan Hillman, a local bartender. He co-owns the Black Satyr Tavern with his brother Mark, who is currently offloading supplies from a wagon in the back alley. The Hillman brothers have a reputation for joining their customers in drinking, occasionally even getting completely intoxicated while on duty. Itās a curious thought as to how the tavern manages to stay financially afloat despite their drinking habits.
āCheers!ā he responds, before hurrying off to attend to other patrons.