This is a story based on a D&D group I'm apart of however not everything will be 100% accurate to the story but it'll be close enough. Anyways enjoy!

Welcome to Earth... maybe I'm errr pretty sure it was never established what the planet was called but hey this is from like 2 or 3 years ago so until further notice the planets gonna be called Earth. Anyways once again welcome to Earth obviously not the one we live in because otherwise this would either 1) make no sense or 2) be boring as shit but I'm sure my writing will make this the second just fine... where was I... Right! Earth a corrupt planet ruled by a fucked up King in which elves known as elevens became slaves while a group of freedom fighters try to change things because they ain't happy with how shit is.

Well, that's the jist of it so welcome to the first chapter of how a bunch fuck nuggets went from helping start a revolution to some guardians of the galaxy rip off and a fanfiction writers wet dream.

Our story (finally) begins inside the bar of a small village called... Fuck it doesn't matter the main characters are going to be here for like 5 minutes top so lets just skip to the main character descriptions.

Sitting in the corner of the bar with a pissed expression a dragonborn with a blood red scales as his tail swished from side to side behind him in a somehow pissed of manner although it makes most think of some pissed off dog. Equipped with leather armour and a mace by his side with a shield adopting his back he also had messy black hair and piercing red eyes, he slowly drank his beverage tuning out the noise from the drunk fuckers around him.

The next MC was sitting at a bar stool who's a human bard with an ocarina strapped to his hip and because we don't go into a lot of detail his appearance is still fucking unknown to me till this day so I apologise but you'll have to use your imagination until I find out and unfortunately this may end up as a common theme so if that makes to difficult to read or you think it's shit because of that (don't blame you on either really) then I bid you a good day.

Also sitting at a bar was an elf drinking and reading a book this guy was a wizard with a wooden staff leaning near him completely unaware of how fucked he is for going full wizard. You never go full wizard.

And the final MC should be entering right aboooout now.

The door to the bar shattered into splinters as a paladin red dragonborn skidded through as 2 pissed off guys shortly followed looking ready to beat the shit out of him everyone seemed to ignore it at first to busy with committing liver suicide to give a shit. That was until one of the guys was hit with a haymaker landing on one of the tables breaking it in half causing everything too stop.

With this I'll gladly say

The wheel of fate is turning

Universe one

Begin!

Everything had turned into a massive brawl bodies were being thrown everywhere the less pissed dragonborn had found himself fighting side by side the bard who instantly popped a murder boner when the fight had started and yes I know that is weird for a bard but just roll with it. The wizard simply let out a sigh and mumbling about such things were beneath him the pissed off cleric dragonborn simply sat there either waiting for it to end or too wait for an excuse to join. That excuse came when a chair hit him in the side of the head causing him to fall to the ground the drunken guy who threw it simply started laughing until the pissed off lizard man stormed towards punching him in the stomach causing him to keel over earning him a knee to the face knocking him out. Still not satisfied the pissed of cleric grabbed another guy and finally spoke

"Oi, bard!"

The bard with a noticeable tent in his pants while punching guy turned to him and responded "Yeah?"

"Catch." The dragonborn punched the guy towards the bard who lifted him up and suplexed through the bar

The dragonborn walked up to him and the bard held a hand out to him, "Thanks for that, names Kiba."

accepting the hand shake the dragon man responded, "Kai, also you might want to do something about the tent you're pitching."

A bit confused at first the now named Kiba realises what he's talking about "Oh don't worry about I just get a bit happy when I fight."

"I can tell and trust me I'm worrying."

Meanwhile at the legion of doo- I mean with the wizard

He simply grumbled into the book he was reading until someone knocked into him spilling his drink and with the fury of a child he turned to the drunk who spilled his drink and spoke "You goddamn fool! do you not know who I am?! I am David Greysteel a goddamn noble you should treat me with resp-" he was cut off by a punch to the face.

"Puny noble." The drunk guy slurred while walking away.

That crossed the line for the wizard as he picked up his staff and pointed at the guys back "Witchbolt!" A blue stream of lightning hit the man in the back launching him through the wall whether he was dead or not... well nobody cared enough too check. He had turned around only to see the cleric dragonborn with the other dragonborn and the bard behind launch a breath attack at the bar. Where all the alcohol was stored "Son of a bi-" the explosion had caused a massive explosion launching everyone out all David could see through blurry eyes was that one of the dragonborns had picked him and started running in a random direction. The wizard would have demanded he be put down but he couldn't deny the fact someone doing shit for him was right up his alley so after some time of hauling ass out of that last village they had ended up in another town being stopped by the guards the wizard just so happened to wake up to brag about his title of a noble to get them inside.

And thus the adventures of these bunch of fuck nuggets had begun

Well I hope you guys enjoyed that because my god I don't think I've written something before and had this much fun with it so if you did please feel free to favourite and/or follow and if not well... fair enough. Also for every reference you spot you guys get a free Lamborghini no scam what so ever.