Sup, so, this is literally just going to be my written take on the D&D sessions that my and my group are doing. Not much else to say, so here's the three main and two occasional characters in our world:
Tanner Dangerclaw, high elf ranger, chaotic neutral.
Void, Drow Warlock, chaotic neutral.
Chad Barker, Wood elf Bard (rolled 1 for intelligence, so we gave him a 2), lawful good.
Ocassionals,
Grognak, half-orc fighter, lawful good.
Peter Vargence, human paladin, neutral good (oath of vengeance). With that, short backstories, then our dear protagonists' meeting…in a bar.
Tanner, Tanner Dangerclaw, a prince of the high elves, tired of his sister's cruel attitude, and confident in his father's lessons on combat, set out into the wild. Forging his path as a ranger, doing as he wished. Killing drug smugglers, slave traders, and orcs that raged through the countryside. Having no negative opinions on races, he made friends with half-orcs, dwarves, humans, and drows alike. One day, however, after several years in the wild, he found that fateful town, Ferstia.
Void, a drow elf tired a fate's cruel decisions, left the Underdark, forging his path as a warlock, he walked upon the surface, killing any who dare spit upon his code of ethics. Forsaking his past, he found a small town, so small it had been ignored by orcs for years, going unnoticed. That town? Ferstia.
The crowd cheered and clapped as Chad Barker played his saxophone…at the brothel, the only place he had really known, after all, all his sisters were there. His music found the way into the hearts of many, calming the half-orcs and angry dwarves in the room. Halflings jumped and gnomes danced. Elves tapped along to the beat and a tiefling nodded in approval of the change in mood. After his session, he took a trip to bar of Ferstia.
Grognak sighed in content as his sipped his beverage, after years on the run, helping all in need, and forsaking his blood, he found his way to the little, peaceful town of Ferstia. He hummed as he watched a high elf and drowl walk in together, oddly talking to each other with laughs and pats on the back. He smiled still as Chad, the imbecilic, but loveable saxophonist also entered.
Peter Vargence walked along the dirt road, looking at his tattered map through his skull helmet. His destination was Ferstia, but it would be two days before he got there. The small town appealed to him, for some unknown reason. He drew his halberd as he spotted three orcs gang up on a weary merchant, it was time to slay…
Chapter One: Six Boars and a Pixie.
Tanner smiled as he and his fellow chaotic neutral exchanged stories and drank at the bar of the lovely little town of Ferstia. Seconds before Tanner started one of his stories, a half orc sat down at the table, with a wood elf. Tanner nodded at them and started his third story.
"So there I was, trapped between a raging orc tribe, and a group of five tieflings, I was brought with a choice, flee, or fight? I ran up behind the tieflings and let loose three arrows from my longbow, each arrow found its way into an orc's head. Then, we rushed in with our weapons, and I killed twenty other orcs with my two spears that day. We drove out the orcs, and ever since, I've been welcomed into that small town of tieflings as if I was their own," Tanner smiled, leaning back in his chair, taking a swig of alcohol. Void nodded in approval.
"Impressive, but I once slaughtered a caravan of slave traders with only an dwarf by my side," Void smirked under his face mask.
"I think I have you two trumped, with my fighter prowess, I killed a raging barbarian half-orc terrorizing a town," Grognak smiled.
"Nah, the tribe of orcs wins, definitely," Tanner objected.
"No, you had five tieflings with you, I only had a single dwarf," Void huffed.
"I lured a very giant man to sleep," Chad goofily smiled, he was of course referencing a giant which tried to attack the town days earlier.
"…Chad, you're a bard, that's…whatever," Tanner tried to remark, but stopped and rolled his eyes. Tanner then got up and tore down a paper from a board. He brought it to the table, after paying for his drinks.
"Look at this," he put a piece of parchment on the table. It was bounty for six boars terrorizing the forest outside the town, which was were the town hunted for food.
"I like you lot, want to do this together? We'll each get five gold pieces, not terrible for small town spendings, eh?" Tanner grinned. Void nodded and Grognak took the paper, humming. Chad looked confused slightly, but smiled and nodded his surprisingly chiseled and handsome face.
"Alright, let's go kill some shizz," Tanner smirked.
"But first!" Chad dramatically stood up, walking to the bartender, "how about three gold pieces each as a reward instead of five, eh?" Chad grinned, thinking he was making a great deal. Tanner facepalmed and Void shook his head.
"This wasn't what I expected…" Tanner whispered while they watched the larger than average boars from behind some bushes.
"Agreed, but it can't be that bad," Grognak added, Void was stressing out.
"What is it?!" Tanner whisper yelled, slightly aggravated.
"It's Chad! I don't know where the imbecile went!" He whispered back.
"Found him," Grognak groaned, pointing to the open area, where Chad was starting to play his saxophone. Tanner facepalmed.
"Idiot! He's only going to anger them!" he exclaimed, getting up and readying his bow.
The first boar charged Chad, and miraculously missed it's charge, refocusing on Tanner, who put an arrow in its head. However, it still stood. A second boar charged Void, who didn't react fast enough, and was knocked onto the ground, unconscious.
"Oh my…guess he never dealt with boars before…" Tanner grumbled, shooting another arrow at the second boar as he performed a medical check on Void. Grognak readied his great axe to take down the first boar, somehow, he hit it, and killed it. However, the second boar came up and landed a bad hit on him. Grognak still stood, however. Satisfied, Tanner hid Void, only to be hit by a third boar, reacting fast, he put an arrow in the second, killing it and getting away from the third. Chad angered a fourth and was nicked by a fourth boar. Grognak tried to hit the third boar, but only nicked hit, and was hit by the fourth boar, he stumbled, injured. Tanner rolled his eyes and let loose a third arrow from his long bow, killing the third boar. The fourth hit Tanner, who stumbled, but got back up. Suddenly, as the fifth, sixth, and fourth boar all charged at Chad, Chad exclaimed in a dramatic way, "Thunderwave!" Waves of electricity burst from his saxophone, electro frying the fifth and fourth boar, killing them, and injuring the sixth. Tanner then rushed up and jumped into the air, bringing his duel spears into the last boar's head, killing it.
"I can't believe it took us an hour to kill six boars," an injured Grognak grumbled.
After resting up, the party regrouped at the bar, where upon re-entry, they found a human paladin absolutely beating up on some bad folk from a bad group which stole and pillaged, killed and murdered, the guild/cult named Giggling Gravestone. Tanner had run into a couple not so long after he left his home, still one of the toughest fights he's had in his opinion. He grabbed one still alive, and slammed him against the wall, before elbowing him in the gut and stabbing him in the heart with a spear.
"Sup'," He greeted the paladin in the skull helmet.
"…Hello, ranger," he greeted.
"Name's Tanner, the drowl's Void, the half-orc is Grognak, and the bard is Chad Barker," Tanner remarked.
"My name is Peter Vargence, why have you greeted me in this manner?" Peter tilted his head.
"You seem pretty strong, wanna join our little band of misfits?"
"No,"
"Please?"
"No,"
"I beat up one of those guys and killed some a little while ago,"
"…Fine, for now…" Peter reluctantly sighed.
"Perfect!" Tanner exclaimed.
The group went back to the bar, and the bartender gave them three gold pieces.
[I roll to kill the bartender]
[Why?!]
[*shrug* I want money]
[Chad: I roll to stop him!]
[No!]
[Alright]
And so the two members got into an epic fight, which was one Tanner lost due to the broken spell that is Thunderwave.
Tanner whistled as the group walked the streets, before they all noticed a rich man walked out with a glowing sword, a rare longsword oft referred to as a "Sunslicer". Tanner grinned, turning to Chad, and whispering something to him. Turns out, the man was a HUGE fanboy for Barker, who played quickly for him and gave him a pass for all his performances, and then the guy gave the sword to the idiot!
…
…
…Like Dangerclaw had planned. He slid up to the wood elf.
"Hey, you wouldn't mind if I, held onto that, would ya'?" Tanner slyly asked.
"No!" Chad smiled, giving Tanner the sword. Tanner smirked and guided their idiot into the blacksmith's forge. Peter facepalmed and Grognak groaned. Void just shrugged and walked in as well.
Inside, Chad gawked at a special weapon, the Moonpiercer, a rapier with the same rarity class as the sun piercer, Tanner took pity on the guy and counted his gold, after words, after the group pooled some money together to get the weapon for their idiot, none were broke, but they weren't exactly…stable.
As Tanner led the way out of the town, he decided to quickly slip into Grandma's Convenience Store, obviously a local store. As Tanner went to buy some arrows, he stopped and gawked at a beautiful high elf, clearly in distress. He slid over to the poor lady with Peter.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Tanner asked, kneeling down.
"M-my brother, he ran off to kill some monsters in the forest!" she exclaimed, a couple tears slid down her face, Tanner and Peter exchanged looks.
"What kind of combat training does he have?" The Dangerclaw carefully asked.
"H-he goes t-to a training school for knights, b-but he's only an average student and doesn't have g-good w-weapons!" she sobbed, covering her head with her eyes. The ranger grimaced as Peter got up to do his duty.
"Don't worry, me and my party'll fetch him," Tanner soothed, getting up and running into the forest with the paladin. Grognak sighed but ran after them with a grinning Chad. Void deadpanned, but sighed and followed suite.
This is the end of our first session, well, and a little into the next, but I thought it'd be a good stopping point. And yes, it did take us an hour to kill six boars. This was not at home, but a ragtag group we put together at camp. Yes, these character swill stay until we die (we will probably die). Also, I think there might be a newcomer that might end up staying much longer then Grognak and Peter (who will be here next chapter, and maybe the one after that, depends how I divide these up). One last thing, I'm not the DM, I play as Dangerclaw. Anyways, I'll leave it at that. These chapters might be shorter than what you're used to, since our longest session MAY have been three hours. Bye!