Hey guys, I couldn't find a more appropriate place to put this, and I figured writing comes under '
This is just a short story I wrote for my party the other day. One of them suggested I post it here, but I thought it might be a little too "for us, by us". They said the worst that will happen is I don't get any 'up arrows' and that if I'm expecting it that it's not so bad, so here I go with a little background first:
The party is in the process of leaving a city in an airship. They've spent a couple of sessions tying up loose ends, equipping the ship for a long journey, and saying goodbye to friends. One member of the party, named Quickclaw, was gazing over some unnecessary mounts in the marketplace when he came across a rather tortured looking dancing bear, named Sir Dancealot. When he expressed interest in the bear the trader made the bear dance, rather cruelly, and so Quickclaw felt compelled to buy the bear to save it and, having nowhere to put it on the airship, gifted it to a local blacksmith named Cromwell that the party had come to know. He had it delivered to Cromwell with no warning (he'd just visited the dwarf less than an hour ago).
Hey guys, I couldn't find a more appropriate place to put this, and I figured writing comes under '
This is just a short story I wrote for my party the other day. One of them suggested I post it here, but I thought it might be a little too "for us, by us". They said the worst that will happen is I don't get any 'up arrows' and that if I'm expecting it that it's not so bad, so here I go with a little background first:
The party is in the process of leaving a city in an airship. They've spent a couple of sessions tying up loose ends, equipping the ship for a long journey, and saying goodbye to friends. One member of the party, named Quickclaw, was gazing over some unnecessary mounts in the marketplace when he came across a rather tortured looking dancing bear, named Sir Dancealot. When he expressed interest in the bear the trader made the bear dance, rather cruelly, and so Quickclaw felt compelled to buy the bear to save it and, having nowhere to put it on the airship, gifted it to a local blacksmith named Cromwell that the party had come to know. He had it delivered to Cromwell with no warning (he'd just visited the dwarf less than an hour ago).
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'Don't do something you can't undo until you've thought about what you can't do once you've done it.' -Prince Regal, the Farseer Chronicles