Inkaliber: Hello again! Welcome back to the story! As you can probably guess by the chapter title, this chapter is all about the DnD campaign! It's time to see just what exactly Sam has cooked up in this world of hers. Is everyone ready?
Rose: I'm ready to see my character in action! I had so much fun helping you design her in full. The perks of being one of the characters in the story!
Sabrina: While I'm not as big on this kind of stuff, reading it like an actual book will be fun. Plus, I always love an excuse to eat popcorn. What do you think, Meowth?
Meowth: I say dis soda's da best! Also, that shapeshifting kid better make his character different from himself. It'd be kinda dumb if he didn't.
Danny: I mean, it'll be cool and all. Not sure if I'd actually be interested in it. Isn't it just dice, figures, and set props?
Rose: Not now Danny! You know not that which you speak of!
Inkaliber: Settle down, Rose. Everyone has their own opinions. Anyway, let's answer some reviews.
LunarCouncillor- She's definitely gone a bit crazy due to the stress of finding out the truth. Real help would be good for her. I was just basing their names off stuff from the show, such as Ivan being a drummer and wearing a skull t-shirt and Mylene having her Smelly Wolf song. I apologize if the quality was a bit off this time. I'm not sure where I made such mistakes though.
Solarpunk_Witch- It really could be seen that way. You are right, however, that it wouldn't be fair to Marinette for her to have to pull Alya out of this point. That is a very interesting idea for a future moment. She really did mess up in the end. Only time will tell what will and won't happen.
Njistar- Heck yeah, she does.
Herebutnotyet- ❤️
IRIxy_Latte_2000- Hey there! That is an interesting question. I have considered it, but it probably won't happen.
lilyofthestars- I'm glad I was able to make Mylene and Ivan's apologies work out well. Alya definitely made a lot of mistakes, but she is in a slightly better mindset now. She really should have checked her facts. Having support is a good thing, especially if you're trying to better yourself. Thanks!
Fregreg- Glad you liked it! I figured it would be good to have their usernames be based on things that they're well known for in the show, such as Mylene's song. Lol, that's kinda where my mind went too. I wasn't taking any of what you said about the outfit ideas in a negative light.
Speedykitten1643- Well intense was what I was going for so that's good! It'll definitely be interesting to see how she goes about fixing things. Well, here's the next chapter, ready for everyone's viewing pleasure!
L_GS- True. She has stated in the show that she has a lie disease, not that she's a pathological liar.
Classiccartoon27- I'm glad you like the chapter dude! I did my best to make sure Mylene and Ivan's apologies were true to their characters along with showing some growth. Everyone has a right to their own opinions, and this is no exception. Alya went too far in her actions in chapter 1. I'm definitely taking this into consideration for a later chapter.
The_Keeper_of_Worlds- Thanks for the complement! That is a very interesting theory to have. You also have to consider that Lila was left with no one with authority calling her out on her lies and in that class it's not so farfetched to know famous people.
Rocky- Yeah. That eye opener when she was picked up by the police and her guilt drove her to finally check everything Lila said. It really is up in the air.
Matt- Answering in chapter order, Val will be joining the guild at some point, but it won't be for a bit. I'm not sure what you mean by the ghost kid Jack and Maddie attacked. I don't think I said anything about it in the chapter (Your review is on chapter 32 so maybe that's where the confusion lies). As for your second review, Alya indeed sees the truth. How the situation as a whole is handled will be rather interesting.
glennish1966- Yeah, this fallout has been a long time coming. Alya definitely needs help. I think we all want Danny and Plagg to reunite for pure chaos, lol.
Omni-Trickery- It really is interesting how she wasn't akumatized. I'm pretty sure that Lila didn't know her mother called it in yet and she was trying to get heat removed from her. That was my logic in writing that scene, anyway.
darknessslayer- Welcome to the story! I never thought of my writing as binge worthy but it's nice to hear you enjoyed it so much! I do my best to make sure each character has their moment to do something that matters, like Kim settling the meat vs veggies argument. I'm not sure exactly what you mean by someone in New York for Luka, though I already have a character in mind for him. I may have to use that quote you used some time in the future, lol. Here's the next chapter!
Inkaliber: That's everyone! The die has been cast and the story begins! I don't own Miraculous, Danny Phantom, Marvel, DC, or any other series that show up here. I do own any original characters, concepts, creatures, and places that work their way into the story unless stated otherwise. Roll initiative!
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Sam's POV
"Across the vast sea of stars, one would find many worlds that house some form of life." I say as I begin the campaign. "Some realms are so similar that they could be the same, while others couldn't be any more different. The same could be said for the creatures that call these worlds home. From the tinniest of ants to the largest of giants, the universe is teeming with life. Our story takes place on a realm of mystery and awe, the world of Nova Tero.
In some ways it is like a world you know rather well, having large polar caps on the northern and southern ends of the globe and clear blue oceans that sparkle with the evening sun. The similarities end there, however. One glaring difference could be found in the planet's moons, two the size of your world's moon, while the other is only a quarter of the size. Each one had its own orbit around the planet, the smallest being the fastest. The cycles of these moons correspond to various rituals within the land.
Speaking of land, the landscape of this world is vastly different beyond the poles. Two major continents make up the solid terrain of this world, a large chain of islands nestled between them. This was once the battleground for several celestial and infernal wars, though now the deities only come down on the rarest of occasions. In some parts of the world, massive weapons beyond any creature's comprehension can be found littering the grounds. Our tale begins on the largest of the two continents, Grava Drako.
This land is well known as a land of dragons, massive graveyards littered with the remains of the great sky lizards. Many kingdoms have been established in this place, some of them lasting the test of time. Some are so old that skeletons of massive dragons are the foundations for their capitals. While these structures are rather impressive, our focus will be placed upon a small forest. Hiding within the foliage, a small settlement could be found.
This is the village of Fallhaven. It's well known for the beautiful colors that surround it during its namesake season, though the land is currently in its spring. The population mainly consisted of humans and elves, though some halflings and dwarves call Fallhaven home as well. Adventurers from far and wide would come here to taste the special Haven Sap produced by the grove tenders. Others, however, have another purpose for visiting the town today.
In a bit of a cliché coincidence, our story properly begins at a tavern, The Golden Faun to be precise. It is a rather quaint establishment, housing fine ale and a warm hearth. Several patrons can be seen sampling these commodities, halflings running around childishly in a drunk stupor. This was a rather welcome site on an average day like this…"
I open an app with some notes in it, the notes about certain details of the campaign. I click back to Tabletop where a table was set up. "I'll ask everyone to roll initiative to see what the order of introduction is. Just making sure, is everyone here." The sound of a throat being cleared cut through the atmosphere.
"I'm here!" Tucker cheers. "This is so exciting! We haven't had a campaign in a long time. Kinda wish Danny was here to back me up." I can't help but agree with him, though a girlish giggling soon catches my attention.
"Well, you have all of us to fall back on so long as you actually play!" Rose declared. "I wish I could hug you guys right now! I got to hug Danny and Jazz when they got here, but nothing beats a first-time hug! Except celebration and reunion hugs." A chuckle fills the air, along with the sound of clanging metal.
"We'll get together some time, Rose." Bot reassured. "Also, I'll be going after Beast since we planned a funny intro." I frowned as I tapped my finger. That voice sounded rather familiar for some reason. It's like Bot's voice was in something Tucker showed me. Soon my trip down memory lane was interrupted as a green D20 with purple numbers rolled across the table. It quickly stopped as it landed on a 14.
"Alright!" Beast cries in success. "That's a 15 with my initiative bonus. That means Bot will be following after me… Why hasn't anyone else started rolling yet?" That's two voices in a row that sounded familiar to me.
The thought was nagging at me from the back of my head. I had heard these two somewhere before. I was nearing a breakthrough when a girlish scream came from the call, surprisingly from Tucker.
"BEASTBOY AND CYBORG!" The techno geek cries. "You guys are Beastboy and Cyborg, from the Jump City Titans!" My eyes widen, as if a fog had suddenly been lifted. That's where I remember them from! Back when he became obsessed with the Titans, Tucker made Danny and I watch a video about the team that included some interviews. Bot huffs playfully at the revelation, proving the truth that was already laid out.
"Figured it was only a matter of time until this happened." The robotic hero bemuses. "Told you we should'a used voice-mod for this, BB." BeastBoy grumbles from his side of the call, obviously embarrassed by the situation. "If it's all the same to you guys, just call me Cy or Vic if you don't wanna use my username." Beastboy seems to quickly be over his embarrassment as his mic is tapped a few times.
"You can keep calling me Beast, but I go by Gar too." The shapeshifting hero adds. "We're all pretty good friends here at this point. Even if we had a few mishaps along the way." I frown a bit at those last words, feeling that they are a bit of an understatement. The return of Rose's giggling does breathe some life back to me as I smile.
"That's so cool!" The blonde cheers. "We've got two superheroes in the Guild!" Feeling confident in a thought that just occurred to me, I decide to speak up.
"Suddenly my idea that our Nightwing is the same as the Titan Nightwing isn't so farfetched." I reveal. "I can only assume that you're a Titan too, Raven, given half of your name." A soft sigh comes from Raven's side of the call.
"Well, like Victor said, it was inevitable at this point." The fellow goth says as she relents. "Hello." I try not to freak out at being right this time. Aside from feeling the need to say "I told you so" to the others, Raven actually happens to be my favorite member of the group. Tucker, however, has no notion of saving grace as he suddenly lets out a hearty "ha!" at this second revelation.
"That must mean Star is actually Starfire!" My friend realizes. "Man is that funny!... And also opens up more doors that I am not going to speak of. I am now slightly scared for my freedom." I become concerned for my geeky companion, but a huff uttered from Gar's side breaks the tension slightly.
"As long as you don't tell anyone, Batman won't hound on you." Beastboy says in order to reassure Tucker. "Let's just finish rolling so we can enjoy the campaign!" I hum in thought over the green teen's impatience, though I quickly relent as I nod my head.
"He's right." I say in response. "Everyone else please start rolling!" Rose quickly begins to make sounds from the other side of the call, obviously trying to get my attention. "Yes, Rose." The noises stop just as quickly as they began.
"Remember that we talked about me going last." The cheery girl says in an attempt to remind me. "I have a special reason for doing so." I can't help but snap my fingers in recognition.
"Right. Thank you for reminding me. Start rolling people!" Two more dice, one black with a yellow swirl and the other grey with purple mist join the battle mat. The grey die lands on a 5 while the black one landed on 15.
"That's 16 for me!" Tucker cries in success. "Unless someone rolls higher, I go first!" I wait for Raven's response, being met with a light hum.
"I got a 7 overall." The real-life sorceress reveals. "Looks like we have our arrival order." The music of the area shifted to one of a scholarly nature at that utterance.
"Indeed, we do." I say in agreement. "Tucker, how do you want to start off?" There was a hum on Tucker's side of the call as he tried to think.
"I wanna go with already being in the tavern." The geek reveals. "Sitting at the bar and waiting for the barkeep." I nod my head as I think over the scene again. I had to determine how all the characters would get together for the main quest. Once I had a plan, I quickly clear my throat in an attempt to get back into character.
"An unusual sight within this room, however, are a pair of horns that did not belong to a tiefling. The owner of said horns happens to be a satyr, clearly a far way off from their preferred trotting grounds. This particular man had white hair that was cut down to his head, skin as dark as chocolate, and eyes of a turquoise hue. A brown robe was draped over his back, a light blue tunic also proudly on display. He had a belt around his waist that had a holster of some kind, a wand sticking out of it.
On his back was a backpack filled with materials, a spell book sticking out of a side pocket. It was hard to tell whether he was seriously studious or if he was a slacker of some form. The bartender approached him with an interested expression. 'We don't get many fey around here.' Said the human as he was wiping a mug clean. 'What's your name stranger?'" I bring forth a digital piece that resembles Tucker's character as said geek chuckles.
"'Call me Guen, Guen Wildberry. I am a student of the arcane arts. While I have you here, I'll ask for a mug of tea with a drop of Haven Sap. I've heard that this particular sap can be pretty expensive and overly sweet in large doses.'" I make a deep chuckling noise, the barkeep's reaction to the last statement.
"'That it is, Mr. Wildberry. That it is. It'll be two silver pieces.' The man continues to wait for the payment as he finishes wiping his glass. What will Guen do?"
"He hands over a gold piece and says, 'I only have gold pieces right now, so I hope you have proper change.'" I quickly look over the math for the conversion, wanting to make sure I do the accurate amount. I quickly make my own note for the conversions before I adjust my seat.
"The bartender took the gold piece before grabbing a bag from his waist. He put the payment in before extracting eight silver coins. The man handed this to Guen before he picked up the now clean mug from the counter and draped the towel over his shoulder. 'I'll have that out in a moment. A halfling just returned his meal for the second time this evening.'"
I hear Rose sound her disgust at the detail, quickly marking down to try and refrain from such in the future. "'I better get the mop.' The bartender walks back to the storeroom to grab a mop to clean up the mess. What will Guen do to pass the time?"
"He pulls out his spell book and studies over the spells that he already knows. He's hoping to better his understanding of magic, though this is only for show at the moment." I had a feeling Tucker would still try to make his own things, hence why he chose a wizard. I decide to file this detail away for later, as well as a note to look into how making spells works. Once that's done, I return my attention to Tabletop.
"Alright then. Beast, it's your turn." Gar's response is to let out a sigh of relief.
"Finally!" The green hero cheers. "I was getting bored!" Beastboy quickly clears his throat as if getting ready to say something in a different tone. "I'm going to punch open the door!" Realizing where this is going, I look up the typical stats for a door to determine how I want this to go.
"In that case, roll me an athletics check. You have average stats, and the door is normally supposed to be pushed open." The green die rolls once again, this time landing on a 16.
"Ha! That's a 17! I am on fire today!" I write down more notes, this time reminding myself that Nagg will be one of those comedic characters. The thought of this info, however, gives me the sudden urge to play around with my players. I know just how to do so as well.
"Alright. You've dealt 1 damage to the door, and it flies open. Just so you know, you've taken the same amount of damage." In spite of this news, a chuckle comes from Gar's side. It seems that this is something he was hoping for.
Satisfied with my success, I return to DMing. "The door to the building suddenly flung open, the patrons turning their heads in response. Standing in the doorway was a goblin with forest green skin, black eyes, and blood red hair fashioned into long dreadlocks. His outfit consisted of tanned leather torso armor, tanned leather shoulder plates with the right side having a wolf head detailed on it, a blue cloth that was used to hold a quarterstaff to his back, a dark brown loincloth, a brown belt, and what appeared to be an open-toed wooden footwear. Two items were upon the belt, a sickle and a wolf totem. The civilians continued to stare at the goblin, waiting to see what he does next."
"In an instant he starts shaking his hand while yelling 'YEOWCH! WHO MAKES DOORS THAT HEAVY!?' He then sticks his hand in his mouth like a child sucking their thumb." Giggles and snickers fill the VC and I try not to join in.
"The patrons laugh at the goblin's actions, a few slapping their knees. Even the drunk halfling who looked rather sickly was laughing. One man in particular seemed to be enjoying this more than the others. 'Greenskins always do the darnedest of things!' laughed the man. 'Who punches open a door!?'
This question seemed to get a stronger rise out of the crowd. What does the goblin do next?" I'm surprised to be met with another playful huff from Vic.
"Oh, he's not the one doing something next." Cyborg interrupts. "He's about to be picked up by the back of his armor." Realizing that this was going to be a comedic duo, I return my attention to Gar and move my mouse over his D20.
"Will you be competing against your companion? There is a big strength difference here, so I thought I'd give you the option." All I received from the shapeshifter was a cry of indifference.
"Only for visual effects." Gar replies. "I'd rather not test the waters there." I quickly move my mouse away before collecting myself once again.
"The people go silent as dark green hand grabbed the goblin by the back of his armor. Their eyes widened further as an orc stepped into the room, holding the little cretin was hoisted into the air. It had been a long time since an orc was seen in this area.
The orc himself had black eyebrows, a black beard that clung tightly to his jaw, and eyes that were as black as charcoal. The only clothing he wore were a massive belt that had a cloth running down the front and back, a sash that held a massive warhammer in place, another sash that held a javelin, and boots made from leather and some form of animal fur. Upon his belt were twin hand axes. Sapphire blue tribal markings adorned his skin, depicting a bear upon the center of his chest. Now that the orc has the goblin and the attention of the tavern, what will he do?"
"He's gonna hold the goblin up to his scowling face and say 'I told ya not ta punch da door, ya git! And what do ya do, Nagg?" As if not missing a beat, Garfield clears his throat and whines like a dog.
"Nagg is going to hang his head and sigh. 'Punch da door. Sorry Crush.'" Vic lets loose a hearty laugh in character, which is honestly kinda infectious. It takes all my strength not to join in as he comes to a stop.
"Crush is going to lower his hand before dropping Nagg to the floor while continuing to laugh. 'Ya always crack me up, ya crazy dog!' Noticing the looks they were getting; he's going to growl at the people. 'What are you lookin' at?'" Realizing that this is a classic barbarian moment, I quickly determine the stats of the normal NPCs.
"Roll me a general intimidation check." I request. "Just to see how many people actually respond to your anger. Some of the patrons look like they've been through a lot." A white die with blue lines rolls across the digital table, moving past the others. It lands on a 16, causing Victor to laugh in victory.
"That's a 21 for me! Glad I put intimidation as one of my proficiencies!" Tucker lets loose a sharp whistle as I load Crush and Nagg's pieces onto the board.
"Even the gruffest of men look away from you though strangely a few of the women seem to be more interested in your physique. What will Nagg and Crush do now?" A bit of silence follows my question, though the sound of mechanical parts whirring leads me to believe Vic just shrugged.
"I guess we just head over to the bar if there are seats open. What do you say, Gar?" The green hero in question lets loose another cry of indifference.
"Sure." The animal shifter replies. "Got nothing better to do." Accepting the decision, I quickly get back into character.
"The pair walked over to the bar, ignoring the looks that people were giving them." I say in an attempt to describe their characters' actions. "They find that the only open seats being near Guen." I'm interrupted by a chuckle from Gar.
"Boy if that isn't an obvious hint." I can't help but frown while Rose lets out a giggle. While I could understand being goofy in certain moments, I'm not the biggest fan of being interrupted. My silence seems to get through to Beastboy as he lets loose a sigh. "Sorry." I quickly clear my throat, trying to remember what was going on.
"Nagg, you find a seat, but all of the seats are a bit small. What will you do to find a seat, Crush?" The sound of metal tapping against wood is the response I get at first.
"How many chairs are there?" Cyborg asks. I hum as I try to think things over. I look over my notes to be sure before nodding my head.
"From what Crush can see, there are four seats available. He could also try asking the barkeep if he has bigger chairs or see if one of the ones at the tables are open." Vic chuckles like he has his own idea, though I had a feeling he would.
"Nope. Crush is gonna take two to use for himself." I roll my eyes, half expecting this outcome. I roll a die behind the DM screen for the Barkeep's perception. Sadly, with 10s across the board, the roll wasn't enough to catch Crush in time. Not wanting to break my players' immersion, I decided to spin it in Vic's favor.
"Crush brings two chairs together in an attempt to sit down in them. Surprisingly they hold up, but they bend and crack with the force of his weight. The bartender looks like he wants to object, only to grumble to himself as he reaches into the cupboard. He pulls out large mugs, most likely orc portioned due to orcs that have visited in the past. It's obvious that he's annoyed by what Crush did.
'It's always the big ones that break my chairs.' Grumbled the man. He walked over to the bar as he took a deep breath. 'What can I get ya, fellas? I'm assuming the house special.' What will Nagg and Crush order?"
"Nagg is going to jump up and down giddily in his seat like a child." Gar reveals. "He then says 'Anything without meat will be good. I don't like meat.'" Knowing exactly how to respond, I nod my head.
"Everyone other than Crush looks at Nagg like he grew a second head." I hear a noise coming from Tucker, knowing full well that he was processing this detail himself. He regains his composure as he makes his piece turn towards Nagg's piece.
"Yeah, Guen is going to look at him that way too." Tucker says in slight shock. "I don't think anyone has heard a goblin say they don't like meat." I can't help but roll my eyes as I continue.
"Indeed no one other than Crush has heard such a thing, which is why the bartender blinks multiple times. 'Is this a prank, young man?' questions the man. 'Because if it is, then it's not particularly funny.' What will you two do?" A gruff harrumph comes from Vic, obviously in character once again.
"Crush is going to slam his fist against the counter." Replied Victor. "He then says with a growl 'Do I look like he's joking, ya git!?'" I can't help but chuckle this time, actually amused by Crush's character.
"As the bartender is already thoroughly intimidated, he jerks back as he shakes his head. 'N…no! It's just that it's unusual to hear a goblin say he doesn't like meat.' Does Nagg have a response to this?" Beastboy can't help but chuckle, probably enjoying the chaos his character is causing.
"He rests his hands behind his head as he leans back a bit." The green hero replies. "He then says, 'I don't like eatin' what I turn inta.'" I make the barkeep sigh in realization, keeping the flow of the moment going.
"'Ah!' the man cries. 'A druid! Now that makes more sense. I do apologize for my question. And for you, Mr.… Crush, was it?'"
"'Ya got dat right.' Crush grumbles." Vic said in a deeper than normal voice. "'I just want a good ale, some bread, and a good helpin' of elk meat.'" I nod my head as I try to decide on what to charge the duo. While Nagg's request wasn't too odd with some of the elf settlements nearby, Crush's would definitely be pricier. Finally deciding on a cost, I clear my throat.
"'I have the vegetable stew, which is 15 copper. I can also throw in an herbal tea for an extra 4 copper. For your meal, Mr. Crush, it'll be 30 copper.' How will our greenskin friends pay for the meal?" I wait for an answer, only to get more metal whirring from Vic's shrugging.
"We'll just do what Guen did and pay with a coin of gold each. Unless Nagg wants to do something else." Gar chuckles in response to this offer.
"I'll go ahead and just do the same." The green hero says in acceptance. "I wanna get to any fighting that happens in the game or find an excuse to use my Wildshape ability. Also, he's taking that herbal tea." I nod as they make the necessary changes to their currency. I then turn my attention to Raven.
"That just leaves you out of the rollers, Raven." I say in an attempt to get her attention. "Big fan by the way. Anyway, where would you like to start in the tavern? You can always just do what one of the others did." Raven hums in response, most likely thinking it over.
"I'll just be over in a corner, reading a book." The goth hero replies. "I'm not trying to be edgy, but she doesn't want to interact with people right now unless a client is here. Also, I've probably already paid for an herbal tea. Is it fine if I go ahead and make that adjustment while you continue?" I nod once again as I prepare to upload her character.
"Sure. Anyway, our view panders over to a woman standing with her back propped to one of the supports. It was obvious that she already paid for a meal as she had a mug of tea sitting on the table beside her. She had grey skin, black eyes that shined like onyx, and dark purple hair styled into a warrior's wolf-tail. She wore light black robing over dark leather armor, a light black tunic, baggy beige slacks, a rope-like belt that held a set of daggers on each side, and dark tan leather boots."
Beastboy lets loose a flirtatious growl as I bring out the figure, to which I roll my eyes. He's worse than Tucker when it comes to this, which makes me wonder how Raven even puts up with him. I shake my head before I continue. "She appeared to be reading a novel of some kind, though the title was heavily obscured. It looked like she was waiting on something in particular as she ignored everyone else in the tavern."
I decide to leave this next part up to Raven as I stretch a bit. "What will Hiskaria do?" The Titan in question seems to think things over as a few seconds go by.
"She'll look up with a sigh as she tries to find her newest client. She's probably been waiting for a while." I nod as I instantly think of a way to have things tie in.
"You try to find the situation described in the latest note you received for work. Apparently, several adventurers were called in to take part in this job. All you have to do is find the fey that was sent to collect you and follow him or her back to the true meeting location. Luckily, she has been rumored to be here at this tavern on most occasions." Raven hums once more as she thinks over the information.
"In that case, I'll just wait here for her to arrive. Hopefully I can finish my novel before then." I smirk in response to the statement. How little Raven knew about how soon that was about to happen. I began typing as I helped Rose set up her bit.
GQueen: Just making sure that you've got everything on your end.
This is the first time I've let anyone do something like this in one of my campaigns.
SpiderRose: I'm ready whenever you are!
I've got everything I need.
I nod as I pause the background music that was going on. It is soon replaced by a bout of tuning and strumming, most likely caused by an acoustic guitar. I clear my throat as I prepare to continue with the descriptions.
"The sounds of an instrument being tuned cut off all conversations in the tavern. The curtains are drawn as some magical lights fly down towards the stage. Upon this stage was a young fairy woman with fair skin, pink hair that had purple highlights and was rather curly, and emerald-green eyes. Her wings were pink in color, fluttering in anticipation. She wore tan leather armor over a green silk dress, flats made of bark and a sparkling strap, a leather belt that held a rapier and a dagger, a flute that seemed to be hanging from her belt by a rope, and what appeared to be a bag on her shoulder.
Hiskaria, you immediately recognize her as the fey that is supposed to take you to your client. Speaking of our daring performer, what will this fairy do now that she has everyone's attention?" Rose giggled as a few more cords were tested.
"She's going to play for her audience, of course." Rose answers in a slightly deeper voice. She then begins to play her guitar, which is taking the place of her character's yarting (1). It was honestly a rather soothing melody, one that even I couldn't help but enjoy. It reminded me of some Legend of Zelda music from the games Danny would play as a kid. Rose continues to play her song for a few solid minutes before finishing it with a light flourish.
"There's an applause from the audience, a few whistles following as well. The bartender places a mug he's preparing down as he too claps at the performance." The clapping is rather real as everyone in the call claps for the performance, to which Rose giggles once more.
"Trixie bows and says 'Thank you all! You've been a beautiful audience!' She then makes her way down the steps of the stage as she approaches the group with the satyr." I nod in gratitude for the blonde making this next part easy.
"For the group in question, each of you had also been called here in some way or form by a mysterious man with a job that would pay rather handsomely. You're each presented with your orders of choice and happily begin digging in. By the time you're mostly finished, the fairy who performed on stage approaches you." I hear Beastboy make mock eating noises as if he's trying to play out his character's dining etiquette. Everyone else seems to ignore this as Rose continues.
"Trixie puts here yarting into her backpack as she nods to the group. She then asks, 'Am I correct in consuming you are Mr. Wildberry, Mr. Mardolk, and Crush of the Mountain Orc Tribe?'" I wait for the guys to say something about the callout. At first, I think I need to prompt them to say something. Of course, Tucker doesn't disappoint me as he chuckled in his character's voice.
"Guen says, 'I am indeed Mr. Wildberry.'" Tucker said in a confident voice. "'A lovely lady such as yourself can call me Guen.'" Gar quickly gets in on the action as he shakes his head.
"'Depends on who's askin'." Beastboy said in Nagg's voice. "'You lookin' for ma pops or me?'" I want to ask for a response, only for Vic to slam his hand against what I assume is his desk.
"Crush is gonna bop Nagg on the head, though I'm not going for doing damage." The metallic man reveals. "'Do ya see any otha goblin in here, Nagg? Of course she means you! We's be who ya lookin' for, lass." I can't help but smile at how the roleplaying was going as Rose let loose another of her infamous giggles.
"Trixie claps her hands together childishly as she moves up and down on her toes." The blonde says to describe her character's actions. "'Oh wonderful. Now we just have to wait for Mrs. Roth, and we'll be all set. I do hope she came to the right tavern." Raven quickly cleared her throat in response to this statement.
"Hiskaria is going to stand up from her spot and close her book." Raven declared. "She will then say, 'I'm here. I was waiting for your arrival.'" Rose has her character gasp in response to the reveal. It's very obvious that the Parisian is very invested in acting out her character.
"Trixie turns around to meet the other girl in the eye. 'Oh, wonderful news! If there are no more delays, we can head to Wilders Keep. It's not far from here so we should make it before sundown.'" I choose to use Rose's choice of daytime instead of correcting her as I hear Tucker move his seat a bit.
"Guen says, 'Let's be on our way then.'" The geek says. "'I'd rather not be out during the night so let's make this quick.'" I adjust in my seat as I prepare to continue the session. I hear a familiar beeping on my phone, doing my best not to groan. I look at the screen, a notification for the Ghost Portal camera that says something moved.
'Darn it!' I cry mentally. 'I was just about to get us into combat.' I hear someone tapping on their mic in order to draw me back to the moment.
"Everything alright G?" asked Vic. "You're growling over there." I sigh as I shake my head.
"An emergency popped up here. We'll have to cut the session short tonight." I am not surprised when upset moans are sent my way.
"Awe man!" Tucker cries. "We were just getting started!" Beastboy was obviously just as upset as Tucker as he let loose a groan.
"I mean at least we got to introduce our characters." Gar reasons. "Hate that an emergency had to happen right when it was getting good." Rose hums as if she's thinking of something.
"Well, it really can't be helped." The blonde says. "Just wish we could leave it off on a cliffhanger or something. Guess there's always next week. Stay safe guys!" Raven is the next to make her thoughts known as she clears her throat.
"If it's anything dangerous, try calling us." The magic hero offers. "We can always borrow the zeta-tubes from the Justice League if we have to." The sound of pounding metal comes from Vic's side of the chat.
"You got that right, Rae!" The metal man roars. "If anyone gives you trouble, call us and we'll be right over ASAP." I chuckle as I shake my head.
"Thanks guys." I say in gratitude. "Gotta bounce. Goodnight!" I turn off my computer before I can hear any responses. My smile disappears as I prepare some ghost hunting gear.
I immediately get a text from Tucker saying he's on his way to our usual meet up spot. I then send a text over to Kitty, who is thankfully in the area with Johnny at the moment. Part of me wishes that's who I saw a glimpse of from the image. I finish my ensemble before opening my bedroom window. I sit on the edge as I prepare myself for a long night.
"If it's Box Ghost again, I'm going to make him suffer for ruining a good session."
Space, Sol System
3rd POV
High above the earth, a massive satellite could be seen within a safe orbit around it. It looked well cared for, very few marks on it from where debris crashed into it. Many would begin looking up info on this place, trying to find out if it was some kind of government facility in space. They would soon find, however, that this satellite was ran by no government. This was the Watchtower, The Justice League's base of operations around the globe.
Inside, several employees and heroes could be seen walking the halls. A room was being watched over by the Martian Manhunter, J'onn J'onzz, as people were teleporting into the satellite. Like most members of his kind, he had green skin and red eyes. The form he currently took was wearing a black spandex suit with a red X spanning from the center of his chest to his back in the same area, blue boots, and a blue cape. Two people in particular caught his attention as he nodded his head.
"Wonderwoman." Greeted J'onn. "Superman." Clark smiled as he nodded his head. He was currently in his superman uniform, the staple of his modern heroics. He walked forward as his companion looked around.
Diana Prince, more commonly known as Wonderwoman, was a Greek woman with blue eyes and black hair. She was currently wearing a small golden crown with a red star on it, A sleeveless and strapless unitard that was dark blue, a golden breastplate that also lacked straps for some reason, a silver shield upon her back, silver arm guards, a leather belt with a golden lasso on one side and a sheathed sword on the other, and dark red boots. She was currently looking over everyone in the area, trying to locate certain members of the League. She knew Batman would already be waiting for them in the meeting room, so she followed Superman off of the warp pad. They were soon joined by J'onn as an employee arrived to oversee his position.
Along the walk they were joined by an African American man with a black beard and green eyes. He wore a green and black body suit, the green lantern logo on his chest acting as a sign of who he was. This was John Stewart, the lead Green Lantern of the League. He was also a well-known US veteran and one of the strongest of the Lantern Corps. He looked among his fellow colleagues as they continued their walk.
"So… does anyone know what this is fully about?" questioned John. "All I heard was that it's something to do with magic." Diana shook her head in denial.
"I am unsure what exactly Batman has unearthed." Revealed the Amazonian. "Regardless, it's always serious when he calls an immediate meeting. At least in his eyes it is. His intuition and detective work are usually on the nose, like with the Fiji incident." Clark groaned as he shook his head.
"Can we please not talk about the Fiji incident?" questioned Superman. "It's already embarrassing that I didn't know about the Kryptonite until after it was over." J'onn smirked as he shook his head in denial.
"I believe we will never forget that mission, Superman." Joked the Martian. The Kryptonian of the group groaned as they approached the meeting room. Inside they found that, as Wonderwoman had guessed, Batman was already sitting in his chair. Across from him was another well-known member of the league.
This man had tan skin, blonde hair, and blue eyes. He was wearing an orange spandex armor that was green at the hands and the boots, a trident being propped up against his seat. This was Arthur Curry: The Aquaman. He was the king of Atlantis and one of the first heroes to join the league after its founding. He sat straight as he looked over the new arrivals.
"You are late." Grumbled the king. "Batman refuses to share his knowledge until all of the leading members of the Justice League are present." The others soon took their seats, John huffing as he stretched a bit.
"Well, we're not as late as Flash." Declared Green Lantern. "I don't think need to say why Shayera couldn't make it." Batman nodded, understanding the reason himself. He wouldn't ask anyone in Hawkgirl's situation to show up for this. He tapped on the table, making a microphone appear on his side.
"Flash." Began the Dark Knight. "Meeting started ten minutes ago." This message blared throughout the Watchtower in case the Flash was in an obscure location. Soon some electricity was heard as someone sped into the room. The Scarlet Speedster took his seat with a half-finished burrito in hand.
"Sorry." Apologized Barry Allen. "You know I have to eat a lot to keep up with my metabolism." This didn't seem to appease the glare he was getting from Batman, causing him to falter slightly. He took another bite of his burrito as he tried not to look in the Bat's direction. Clark decided to clear the air a bit as he gestured to Bruce.
"Now that all of us are present and accounted for, we should get this meeting started." Suggested the Kryptonian. "You had some information to share with us, Bruce." Batman ended his glare as he snapped his fingers. In an instant the center of the table lit up and launched several beams of light into the air. An image of the Eiffel Tower appeared mid-air, confusing a few of the leaguers.
"Recently, Nightwing has learned of a developing situation in Paris." Revealed Batman. "For the past year, they've gone radio silent over a dangerous situation. Normally I would send League members immediately, but the nature of the situation is too complicated. A war over magical artifacts known as Miraculous is currently in affect." The sound of two chairs screeching cut off whatever Bruce planned to say next.
"THE MIRACULOUS!?" cried both Diana and Arthur. Clark and Barry both leaned back a bit in shock at the outburst while John and J'onn just looked confused. Diana glared at Bruce, as if trying to gauge his intent.
"This better not be one of your rare jokes, Bruce." Threatened the Amazonian woman. "Miraculous are no joking matter." Bruce remained stoic as he looked between the standing duo.
"I see I was correct in assuming you two have a history with the Miraculous. I trained with the Miracle Guardians for a while before moving on to other masters." Flash quickly held his hands in a time out position.
"Hold up." Interrupted the speedster. "Most of us are out of the loop here. What the heck are these Miraculous? The way you guys jumped from your seats; you'd think the world was ending." Arthur growled as he sent his own glare at Flash.
"It may very well be so, Flash." Revealed the king. Barry couldn't help but gulp as he pulled at the neck part of his suit. "The Miraculous are universal concepts given physical form. These include creation, destruction, subjugation, time, and clout just to name a few." Diana decided to continue as she clenched her fists.
"The Amazons have a close history with the Miraculous, my mother holding one in her possession at some point in her life before returning it to the guardians." Added Wonderwoman. "Heracles, or Hercules as you more commonly know him, increased his already incredible power using the Miraculous of Power: The Lion's Belt." Bruce nodded as he typed something into a gauntlet on his arm.
"The war was started by this man, Hawkmoth." Continued the Gotham hero. He changed the image to the same picture of Hawkmoth that was shown to the Avengers, the most recent sighting of the man to date. "He uses the Miraculous of Devotion: The Butterfly Broach. Normally used to give power to devote followers, Hawkmoth uses its power to turn people into supervillains with varying powers based on who they are as a person and anything that triggered strong negative emotions." Diana held her hand up to her face, as if personally affected by this news.
"Nooru. I remember a holder of his coming to Themyscira to visit my mother during her guardianship. I would chase Nooru and the other Kwami through the flower fields. Nooru was always a gentle soul, meaning he must be tortured by having to work with this man." J'onn leaned forward a bit in an attempt to gain the others' attention.
"Perhaps it would also be beneficial to share with us what exactly the Kwami are." Suggested Martian Manhunter. "I do not wish to intrude on your memories if they are so personal to you." Diana nodded as she composed herself.
"Each Miraculous has a creature tied to it, known as a Kwami. They are living beings that represent the aspect of their concept. In essence they are the power source for the Miraculous. They need to be cared for and fed, or else they cannot use their power effectively." Clark hummed as he rubbed his chin.
"I can't help but be concerned by this." Admitted Superman. "Are you telling me that these Kwami are enslaved by the guardians?" Arthur shook his head in denial at the question.
"The Kwami chose this life for themselves." Answered Aquaman. "Outside the Miraculous, their powers affect the world around them in a catastrophic way. It was Plagg, the Kwami of Destruction, that sank Atlantis with his incredible power in an attempt to stop a horrifying threat we had unintentionally created. We're lucky that the user of the Rooster Miraculous used his power of sublimation and the energy of other Miraculous to give us the ability to breathe water as an apology for destroying our way of life." John shook his head as he sighed.
"There's always some kind of apocalyptic catch." Grumbled the Green Lantern. "So, the government is trying to take his Miraculous away from him? Do we know what he's even after?" Instead of answering immediately, Bruce typed into the system once more. An image of the Miraculous heroes replaced the image of Hawkmoth.
"The government doesn't have the power to stand up to Hawkmoth." Revealed the Dark knight. "Paris's only saviors are the Miraculous Heroes as they've dubbed themselves. Ladybug, the apparent leader of the group and the user of the aptly named miraculous; Chat Noir, the user of the Black Cat Miraculous; and Honeybee, the user of the Bee miraculous. Hawkmoth started this war in order to obtain their miraculous, though the reason for this other than wanting more power still eludes me." Diana growled as she slammed her hand against the table.
"That fool." Growled the Amazonian. "I know exactly what he's after. When the Ladybug and Black Cat Miraculous, creation and destruction respectively, are unified they give the user the power to change any one thing in the universe in the form of a wish. It is an equivalent exchange, however, as the world is destroyed and rewritten in a way where someone else is affected by the wish. If you were to wish someone back from the dead, for example, someone else in the world would lose someone dear to them."
A dark aura hung over the table as the leading member of the League processed this bit of news. Diana frowned at Bruce as she composed her anger to a manageable point. "Why are they only reaching out now? They should have tried to ask for help immediately." Batman nodded his head as he swapped the image to a list of recordings.
"As I said at the start of the meeting, the French government has forced radio silence about the situation on its people. They're trying to handle the situation on their own and save face from the rest of the world. As you also know, however, the Watchtower communications are nearly impossible or anyone other than myself to cut off. In fact, Ladybug herself notified us of the situation a month into the akuma attacks, which is the designation for whenever Hawkmoth transforms someone." This news had everyone at the table sending shocked expressions at the caped crusader.
He decided to continue as no one was interrupting him. "She has contacted us several times, in fact, along with several other concerned Parisian citizens. Each one was dismissed as a prank by the operator at the time." Another slam cut off the information sharing. The action came from Superman as the top of the table cracked under his fist.
"Excuse me WHAT!?" cried the Man of Steel. "Magic or not, an entire city being under fire is nothing to ignore!" Barry had a scowl of his own on his face as he placed both his hands on the table.
"I have to agree with Superman on this one." Added the speedster. "This is the most immature thing I've ever heard." John growled as he stood up from his seat.
"Who's responsible for this?" growled the man. "I'll have him cleaning latrines for weeks on end." Bruce stood up as he looked towards the entrance to the room.
"You know him well, John." Informed Batman. "You and Hal brought him into the Justice League. I already sent for him." Green Lantern tried to think of who Bruce was talking about, only for his eyes to widen in realization. His anger grew into a fury as the door suddenly opened.
"About time you recognized my potential." Stated a cocky voice. All eyes turned to a young man with fair skin, green eyes, and short red hair. He was wearing a similar outfit to John, marking himself as a Green Lantern. He took a heroic pose as he tried to look cool. "I happily accept a seat at the Head Table of the League."
Guy was so sure of himself that he didn't even notice the glares sent his way. He soon realized the tension in the atmosphere as his smile faltered a bit. "Um… is something wrong? I'm not getting the standing ovation vibes from…" John turned towards the redhead with a glare.
"YOU IDIOT!" roared the older lantern. "What the heck did you do!?" Guy blinked a few times before raising a finger questioningly.
"This isn't about a promotion, is it?" He was only answered by the Martian Manhunter joining the others in standing up. Batman decided to speak once again as he gestured to the image of the Miraculous Heroes.
"We are currently discussing how to handle your misdemeanor during your time on the emergency coms." Revealed Bruce. "You repeatedly ignored the situation in Paris." The younger Green Lantern groaned as he waved his hand at the caped crusader, earning a glare for his outburst.
"You're tied up in knots about that? It's just a stupid prank. Who actually calls themselves 'Ladybug' and tries to say that a villain named 'Hawkmoth' is attacking Paris to steal magical jewels that are called 'Miraculous' anyway? If you ask me, it's just some stupid kid trying to get an autograph." His dismissal was met with a trident and a sword sailing on either side of his head and sticking into the wall.
"Does it look like a prank now, you insolent welp!" roared Aquaman. Guy gulped as sweat began to pour down his brow. Wonderwoman quickly picked him up by his suit, holding him high in the air.
"My mother was once the wielder of the Ladybug Miraculous!" roared the Amazonian princess. "How dare you insult her and every holder who has given their lives to keep the Miraculous away from malicious forces!" Bruce growled as he took a step forward.
"Wonderwoman, Aquaman, stand down." Ordered Batman. Diana dropped Guy Gardner onto the floor before taking a few steps back to cool off. The young lantern slowly stood up as he dusted himself off. "First, I call for a vote to temporarily remove Guy Gardner from active duty and permanently from com management. Along with this, he will be placed on active cleaning duty unless an emergency situation arises." Guy glared at Batman as he growled.
"WHAT!?" roared the redhead. "I was just doing my…" His argument died as Batman sent a glare that was reserved for certain criminals his way, causing him to shirk back a bit.
"I'll also put him under Killowag's guidance for a while." Added John. "He'll hate me for it, but we can't have any repeats of this incident." Bruce nodded before turning to the rest of the head Leaguers.
"All in favor, say I." requested the Gotham hero. A resounding call of "I" was heard from the group. Batman then returned his attention to Guy Gardner. "You have your orders, now go." The redhead grumbled about the heroes being "unfair" as he walked out of the room.
Bruce sighed as he shook his head. "I'll be devising a team of Leaguers and other affiliated heroes to work with the Miraculous Heroes in Paris. I also plan to bring them here to go over the finer details of the war. Hopefully they also have some leads as to who Hawkmoth might be." Wonderwoman nodded her head as she stepped back towards the meeting table.
"I'd like to head this team if at all possible." Revealed the Amazonian. "I want to ensure that They are obtaining proper training, as well as work with them on securing the safety of the citizens." Batman looked among the other members of the group.
"Any objections?" No one said a word against or for the movement. "Then the team will be put into effect after we make contact with the guardians. If you wish to be part of the team, you'll have to talk with me and Black Canary in order to determine maturity and emotional integrity. With all of that said, there is one more detail to discuss." Flash groaned as he sat back in his seat.
"Please don't tell me someone else in the League did something stupid." Pleaded the speedster. "I think we've had enough headaches for one day." Bruce didn't even crack a smirk as he swapped the image to one of Amity Park's location on the globe.
"Nightwing made a breakthrough in my investigation of Amity Park around the same time he came into contact with the Miraculous Heroes. Everything I've gathered on the ghostly activity has been confirmed by the town's controversial hero." Batman then swapped the image once again, this time showing off one of the rare photos of Phantom. "Phantom has been called a hero and a menace by the town of Amity Park, though according to my sources there were signs of misinterpretations and influence by other spirits in many cases." Clark hummed as he got a good look at the boy.
"Guess I know who to contact if anything happens to her…" whispered the Kryptonian. He cleared his throat as he shook his head. "Tell me that's not a kid just like the Miraculous wielders. I think we've all had enough of kids being in danger for today." Diana shook her head in response to the statement.
"I have actually heard of Phantom from Tikki back in the garden." Revealed the Amazonian. "She met him when he was traveling with the Infinimap, helping him to reclaim it alongside the Black Cat wielder and Hercules at the time. He's a powerful spirit from what I hear. To think he would appear in our time." Bruce nodded as he looked over the group.
"I have reason to believe that he is either an unregistered meta human or some form of blending in. My only source to confirm this, Nightwing, refuses to speak on the matter." John chuckled as he shook his head.
"Probably because of that whole secret identity thing these kids have these days." Stated the veteran. "Makes sense if the kids are trying to protect their families and all. If I got the ring when I was their age, I'd probably be careful with my identity too. You can't deny that it's a good policy, Bruce." Batman looked towards John with a softened frown.
"I never said I was denying the wisdom of the policy. I'm just stating that there are some instances where that kind of information is vital knowledge that could be used to help young heroes in need." J'onn shook his head in denial.
"I don't need to read your mind to know that you're reasoning for being skeptical of this movement is your obsession for knowing everything about everyone so you can counter them if they become a threat." Mentioned the Martian. "Or should I remind you of the rogue safety protocols." Batman's glare hardened as he looked J'onn dead in the eye, though he provided no rebuttal of the statement.
"We're getting off topic." Bruce returned his view to the hologram as he showed two pictures. One was of Amity Park's mayor, Vladimir Masters. The other was a shot taken of a man in a white suit. Clark couldn't help but groan as he shook his head.
"Of course those activists are involved in this." Groaned the Man of Steel. "Didn't they learn their lesson when all of Metropolis ran them off during their efforts to try and take me out." Flash shook his head as he had his own scowl.
"Yeah, well you should have seen what Central City did to them when they tried shooting at me." Revealed the Scarlet Speedster. "Let's just say even the PD could have been arrested for assault that day." Bruce looked between the duo as he tried to regain their attention.
"One person of interest at a time." Interrupted the Dark Knight. "The one that has me most concerned at the moment is Mayor Masters. He supports the anti-ghost and is Phantom's biggest opposition when it comes to dealing with spirits. I believe he actually used a spirit in a string of robberies and critical business deals in the Wisconsin area. His interest in becoming a mayor in another state round the same time Phantom reportedly fought a ghost in his location furthers my suspicions along."
Clark did his best not to say anything that Jon told him after he and Lois found out about the boy's newest friend. He promised his son that he wouldn't say a word about the girl, or her cousin and a Kent doesn't go back on their word. Not seeing the turmoil that Clark was going through, Bruce continued. "The other group of interest, as you all seem to know, is the Ghost Investigation Wing." Diana frowned as she crossed her arms.
"I have had my own confrontation with them recently." Revealed the Amazonian. "They believed that they could capture me or destroy me for being part Olympian. I sent them running when I proved them wrong. This is the first I've heard of them specializing in spirits of all things." Bruce nodded at this new bit of information.
"It is a recent transition from what I understand. They have steadily increased their activity in Amity Park after a certain amount of ghost incidents occurred. I believe that they wish to harness whatever power lies in the city or to destroy any spirits they can get their hands on. Mayor Masters, the GiW, and the increase in violent ghost activity can no longer be ignored. That is why I think it would be prudent to get eyes on the ground as soon as possible."
The rest of the group nodded, having no objections to the idea. "Nightwing apparently has someone in mind for the mission, but it would be beneficial to get in contact with Phantom before we begin any operations in his territory. From past experience working with John Constantine, specters typically do not like others encroaching on their haunts. Luckily, he seems to be in Paris for the moment, so we can contact him alongside the Miraculous Heroes." Arthur hummed as he stroked his chin.
"Strange for a spirit to be so far from his haunting grounds." Mused the king. "Either he is more powerful than any of us realized, or your theory on him being more human than spirit may be well founded." Bruce nodded as he looked over the image once more.
"Whether I'm right or not, it's our duty to uncover the truth of who is the enemy and who is an ally in this situation. While Kwami are usually good judges of character, I'll have to see this Phantom for myself. Something about him just screams at my instincts. Until we get more information or it's time to contact anyone, I believe we can call this meeting adjourned." The other heroes seemed to accept this as they began to filter out of the room.
Bruce lingered as he looked over the image of Phantom once more. He couldn't help the feeling eating at the back of his mind. 'Just who are you, Phantom?' His question would go unanswered as he shut off the meeting table. Standing some ways away from the entrance to the room, a familiar woman with red hair was walking away in one of the employee uniforms.
"Black Widow reporting in." Stated Natasha. She was currently holding a finger against a device in her ear. "The Justice League is fixing to make its move. I'll inform you when I have more information." The spy walked away from the area, completely blending into the crowd.
Inkaliber: That's all folks! The DnD campaign has finally begun, though it was interrupted by ghost activity before the combat could even begin. If I felt I could work more into the chapter without making it too long, I would have tried to incorporate some combat into the mix. Hopefully the Justice League finally talking about both sets of incidents and Guy Gardener being chewed out will be good enough as an apology for cutting that portion short. What did you guys think of the chapter?
Danny: Not bad. You definitely showed off what the imagination that comes with the game can create. Still, I'd have to see combat before I know exactly what to say.
Rose: Come to the DnD side Danny! We have snacks, dice, and calculators for counting damage. I'll even get Juleka to join a game with us.
Danny: …Using something you don't know whether is viable or not to coerce me? How devious off you. How would you even tell if we're together like that or not.
Sabrina: Danny, ever since you read about you and Juleka being together, you get all awkward around her. From what I've seen of your show, that's basically you when you have a crush. Back me up on this Meowth.
Meowth: Ya heard her! You got it bad Danny-boy! Even Oi can tell ya want to have some quality time with shy chick.
Danny: What is this? Gang up on Danny Fenton day? I don't have to deal with this.
Inkaliber: Knock it off you guys. Don't tease the kid when they're in the first stages. Just let them find their own groove. Now I've got a chapter to finish off. Skedaddle or something.
Rose: Okay! Bye~!
Inkaliber: Well, that's done for now. Anyway, what did you think of the chapter? Did you like how Sam got to narrate the campaign for both you as the readers and the players? How about the characters the group made to play as? Plus, there's also the JL finally getting involved to think about. Let me know what you think about all of this down below and I'll try to get back to you ASAP. This is Inkaliber, signing out.
(1) An instrument in DnD that's an analog to the guitar.