forum DnD because I can (closed)

Started December 18, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

tune

(meanwhile Akmenos is still jammin out lmao)

((dead he's having his moment. Leave him be. XD))
((I mean now would be a great time for everyone to be in the tavern and like….talk to each other))

I actually have to take the rest of the night off of notebook so I can study… I might pop in every few hours or so but I have all of my finals tomorrow and I haven't studied yet

I just got here… From watching stand up~//

(oh nooo it got abandoned
where's our DM??)

(oh nooo it got abandoned
where's our DM??)

(oh nooo it got abandoned
where's our DM??)

(crap sorry, forgot about responding. we still need to get everyone together, sooooo)

Akmenos was still dancing happily, but he abruptly stopped when the doors of the tavern burst open. Several patrons started yelling in fright as a group of intimidating-looking bandits stormed in. The leader, an angry-looking halfling, began shouting, telling people to hand over their money. Akmenos squeaked, nearly dropping his instrument

Rogin jumped away from Fea. He muttered something under his breath that sounded more like a growl then words. His eyes darkened and he strode over to the leader of the bandits. He held up his hand and it glowed with a sudden fire that flickered around his fingers. He glared at him dangerously. "Who are you?" he demanded. His voice was still, and full of fury.

"We're the Blue Bandits, and we're here for collection!" the halfling barked. Akmenos leered at the bandits, carefully adjusting his shamisen as he resisted the urge to storm over to them. But once he heard someone challenging the bandits, he took a breath to calm himself before standing up on the chair

Fea frowned, still sitting comfortably against the bar counter. She appeared nonchalant, but she had palmed a dirk under her cloak, preparing to throw it. Her mismatched eyes flashed an eerie blue as she gathered her druidic magic to her. It wouldn't be wise to fight within such small quarters, but if she had to, she rather it be done fast. "Collect elsewhere friends." She called, voice like ice as it slithered through the room.

Tumult walked over to the bar, took a sip of something, and took out her staff. "I would highly recommend going somewhere else, this tavern does seem to have many people in here that look quite powerful." She said before giving a laugh that sounded like wind chimes.

The halfling growled, irritated by more than usual resistance. "After them!" he screeched, and a large orc stepped forward, looking to pick a fight. Akmenos' lips pursed into a slight pout.

"I do hate when we have to resort to violence," he huffed

“Back to your caverns!” growled Rogin, “Trouble this place no more, or meet your death in a blaze of flame!”

The halfling looked irritated still, but the orc seemed nervous now that there were a lot of people. It turned to the halfling, mumbling something. "We'll…We'll be back!" the halfling shouted before turning and storming out the door

Rogin turned to the crowd, a faint smile flickering on his face. “As you were.”

"I'm sure you will!" Mult siad with a finger wiggle and another laugh. "People these days are so funny." She remarks with a smile before turning back to Fea.

Rogin let his hand go back to normal, breathing a little heavily. “I could not have set him on fire if I tried.” He smiled, “I am only a year into my training. Though Fitzlan says…” he stopped suddenly. “Never mind.”