You walk to the dilapidated front gates of a city. the doors hanging on by a hinge. The walls are old and covered over with vines of various sizes some good for climbing some not. the whole gate area has a faint smell of lavender and honey as bee's fly overhead from flower to flower. you look down at the flier that reads "hero's needed in nadir city. payment will be given at site" and now here you are for whatever reason at what can only be described as a run down shit show. a middle age man walks out from the front gate. he speaks with a hoarse dry voice "hello. are you the adventurers i summoned"
you could make a character if you wanted though there won't be rolling dice or anything. and as for what you should do. it's roleplay. so roleplay. talk to the man
You walk to the dilapidated front gates of a city. the doors hanging on by a hinge. The walls are old and covered over with vines of various sizes some good for climbing some not. the whole gate area has a faint smell of lavender and honey as bee's fly overhead from flower to flower. you look down at the flier that reads "hero's needed in nadir city. payment will be given at site" and now here you are for whatever reason at what can only be described as a run down shit show. a middle age man walks out from the front gate. he speaks with a hoarse dry voice "hello. are you the adventurers i summoned"
here we go, let's start:
before the gates was a party of three adventurers.
The first adventurer was a tall aasimar paladin wearing an heavy chain mail armor, his skin was white like milk, his hair silver like moonlight and his eyes were gold like the sun. he was armed with a splendid shield and a great morningstar and mounted on a majestic hippogrif.
The second adventurer was an athletic elf with long black hair and shining silver eyes, he was wearing a green tunic, a dark green cloack and a blood red scarf. at his belt was a shortsword and a quiver of arrows while on his shoulder rested a faerie dragon who watched everything araound with sharp and miscevious eyes.
The third adventurer was an incredibly short and old gnome, wearing a black tunic and a pointed wizard hat. he had a long white beard, wild white hair and a well kept mustache. he walked araound with a long magic staff, using it as a walking stick. on top of the staff was pearched a black one-eyed raven.
The Paladin advanced and spoke with the middle aged man "hello mister! i am Orion Morning Wrath and this are my companions" he pointed to the black haired elf "this is Exodus Silver Eyes, a skilled Ranger and Sorcerer and this" he pointed to the gnome "this is..."
the gnome jumped forward and interrupted the Paladin, he shaked the hand of the middle aged man entusiaticaly and presented himself " hello mister! i am Ravin Black Tounge! great master of the necromantic arts and future ruler of the world! can you show me the local graveyard so that i can assemble my army of undead abominations? i swear i will remember your kindness when i rule the Material Plane with an iron fist!"
Orion facepalmed at the old gnome antics while Exodus laughed "there is no reason to be allarmed friend! our local necromancer is such a fool that he will never conquer anything!" Exodus said "but just to be safe, don't let him near any corpse or pile of bones".
Orion cleared his throat, pushed Ravin aside and asked the man "we are the adventurers you summoned, what is your name good sir and what can we do for this city?"
Another man walks in he says "ay adventures im an adventure!"
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You walk to the dilapidated front gates of a city. the doors hanging on by a hinge. The walls are old and covered over with vines of various sizes some good for climbing some not. the whole gate area has a faint smell of lavender and honey as bee's fly overhead from flower to flower. you look down at the flier that reads "hero's needed in nadir city. payment will be given at site" and now here you are for whatever reason at what can only be described as a run down shit show. a middle age man walks out from the front gate. he speaks with a hoarse dry voice "hello. are you the adventurers i summoned"
So what are the rules for this? should i chose a character? answer how i would fix the city?
i like the idea but i need some more context.
you could make a character if you wanted though there won't be rolling dice or anything. and as for what you should do. it's roleplay. so roleplay. talk to the man
Okay, i have some ideas and some characters but i need some time, when i am ready i will post there. see you later.
here we go, let's start:
before the gates was a party of three adventurers.
The first adventurer was a tall aasimar paladin wearing an heavy chain mail armor, his skin was white like milk, his hair silver like moonlight and his eyes were gold like the sun. he was armed with a splendid shield and a great morningstar and mounted on a majestic hippogrif.
The second adventurer was an athletic elf with long black hair and shining silver eyes, he was wearing a green tunic, a dark green cloack and a blood red scarf. at his belt was a shortsword and a quiver of arrows while on his shoulder rested a faerie dragon who watched everything araound with sharp and miscevious eyes.
The third adventurer was an incredibly short and old gnome, wearing a black tunic and a pointed wizard hat. he had a long white beard, wild white hair and a well kept mustache. he walked araound with a long magic staff, using it as a walking stick. on top of the staff was pearched a black one-eyed raven.
The Paladin advanced and spoke with the middle aged man "hello mister! i am Orion Morning Wrath and this are my companions" he pointed to the black haired elf "this is Exodus Silver Eyes, a skilled Ranger and Sorcerer and this" he pointed to the gnome "this is..."
the gnome jumped forward and interrupted the Paladin, he shaked the hand of the middle aged man entusiaticaly and presented himself " hello mister! i am Ravin Black Tounge! great master of the necromantic arts and future ruler of the world! can you show me the local graveyard so that i can assemble my army of undead abominations? i swear i will remember your kindness when i rule the Material Plane with an iron fist!"
Orion facepalmed at the old gnome antics while Exodus laughed "there is no reason to be allarmed friend! our local necromancer is such a fool that he will never conquer anything!" Exodus said "but just to be safe, don't let him near any corpse or pile of bones".
Orion cleared his throat, pushed Ravin aside and asked the man "we are the adventurers you summoned, what is your name good sir and what can we do for this city?"
Another man walks in he says "ay adventures im an adventure!"
I am part of the cult of Jerry, fear Jerry, love Jerry, be Jerry, we are Jerry. I'm really sorry that I haven't been able to Dm recently. I owe everyone a lot of apologies . I'm really sorry. I would like to start a new campaign. Message me for questions.