(Wow time flies. When I started making my character, I was the third one in the campaign.)

Well, time sure flies when you’re *checks backstory* committing crimes? I feel like you and Byg’wigg might get along

Lets start:

The wind howls outside this icy cavern, if one were outside to face that wind and the snow they would surely freeze to death in a matter of minutes. Luckily you have all found this cave, with its warm furs and large fire. From what you can see in the dim light there are several stalactites hanging from the ceiling and every few seconds you faintly hear the sound of dripping water. This cave is large enough to house several groups and its entrance is blocked by a a short tunnel that you all followed to get in here, keeping the worst of the chill out. You can still see your breath though as rub your hands together trying to chase away the unnatural cold, and you huddle around the fire with your new companions. You take a moment to examine each of them. Should you be afraid of these people? Are they allies or enemies? A hushed silence falls over you all as the winds cease their howling for the moment.

Now would be a good time to introduce yourselves.

OOC: Oh wow, right in then!

Byg’wigg pulls his cloak tighter as it shifts into a heavy winter cloak, and keeps a wary claw on his driftwood crown as he eyes the rest of the party, while puffing his chest out a bit. “Me Byg’wigg. Byg’wigg being new boss, nice for you to be meeting me. Who are you being?”

Huddled near the fire for warmth, and already looking blue in the face from the chill, is a handsome but gaunt human with a shaggy mane of blond hair, the same color as the layer of scruff on his face. He wears a simple outfit that is tasteful and elegant, in shades of blue with a gold trim.

At Byg’wigg's introduction, Dazzle smiles wide. He jumps up and takes an elaborate bow. His voice is strong and vibrant as though addressing an entire audience, however his breath reeks of cheap rum.

You have the honour of being in the company of the one and only Dazzle: master illusionist, escape artist, poet, confidant, courrier, escort, scribe, saboteur, bodyguard, smuggler, fence, model, assassin, wine taster, spy, fashion advisor, and scholar.

I do not, however, do bit parts, he concludes as crouches back down to take in the warmth of the fire.

Byg’Wigg gives little paw golf claps. “Byg’wigg be liking this one bestest so far.”

"You're the boss?" Saccularius asks as he shifts a step closer to the kobold. "I'm Saccularius. Call me Lari."

He smiles and leans closer. "Did you bring us here, boss?"

“No. Byg’wigg believe Byg’wigg die while speaking to Sky Animal. Byg’wigg now alive. But, Byg’wigg appreciate you compliance. You are now new bestest. Did you do the dying as well?”

"I'm not sure. How'd you get here... Dazzle?" Lari asks and punctuates his question by causing a shower of sparks via prestidigitation.

Byg’wigg nots fervently and regally claps, “Yes, yes, do the speaking Dazzle Dazzle!” As he says that, he also punctuates it with Produce Flame across his hands.

One of the last people to enter the cave, Ivellios is a tall half-elf with dirty blonde hair and deep green eyes. He is wearing a white cloak with gold triming it matches his shirt he has on as well. Underneath he has chain mail on maybe a knight? He looks like he came from a wedding. 

".............." Silent Ivellios is watching the rest interact. He tightens his the fur coat and speaks. " Ivellios... Ivellios Claywood, do any of you know where we are? I have to get back home."

Dispelling the flame on his hand, Byg’wigg shakes his head, “No, no. Byg’wigg is being afraid that you cannot do the leaving. Sky Animal bring us here, maybe, for reason. That reason is to help Byg’wigg rule world.” However, Ivellios raises an excellent point, Shy, could Byg’wigg make a check to possibly recognize where they are?

Yes Byg’wigg can. Please roll either an Arcana or a History check.

Firstly, I am both humbled and honored by your show of respect for both my name and my craft, Dazzle beams as the magical displays are attempted by his fellow cave-dwellers. Nothing gives me greater satisfaction than to take on budding amateurs, such as yourselves, under my wing as apprentices. I think you'll find my rates quite reasonable, and the lessons you will learn under my tutelage are quite simply unparalleled by any of the hacks at the Magi's College.

Now, for the question of how we find ourselves here? Oh that couldn't be more obvious. He rubs his hands together then holds his palms towards the fire, basking in the shall sphere of warmth. I'm either having a terrible nightmare, fueled by indigestion thanks to the copious amounts of dubious tavern cheese I consumed before passing out in a drunken stupor. Or, as is equally likely, I have been found by the aforementioned hacks at the Magi's College and they have killed me, and I am now suffering the beginnings of what will surely be the eternal torments of the afterlife.

He thinks for a moment, appraising the travelers around him. Assuming the latter, and the former has not been ruled out by any means, what did each of you do to deserve such a cruel fate?

A cloaked figure appears at the cave entrance, entering unnoticed (hopefully - Stealth 10 ) until he pulls back his hood. He is a dark-skinned half-elf with the unkempt appearance of someone used to living in the wild. But he too looks like a stranger to these parts, not being dressed warmly enough. He shivers against the cold and holds out a hand. "I come in peace. I was asleep under a tree and woke up here beneath the snow. My name is Quintoc, a ranger of the woods. Where am I? May I share the warmth of your fire?"

Looking g at the small creature Ivellios shakes he's head " I am sorry my friend but I have no intentions on staying here. I must return home."

Rolling History: 16

Answering the bard, Byg’wigg harrumphs, “Byg’wigg maybe die in sleep after talking to Sky Animal.” Byg’wigg continues to the ranger, “Yes! You come in! Get aquatinted with many benefits of serving Byg’wigg! Like not being the dead... or double dead in case like this. Maybe..?” And finishes by speaking with the knight, “Choice is you. Help Byg’wigg rule world and get you nice fire or...” Byg’wigg points outside, “Stop stealing Byg’wigg’s warmth with squishy human body.” And flips his cape royally.

Just as Byg’wigg points to the entrance there a large thundering sound from outside and what feels like a earthquake shakes the ground beneath your feat.

Crap can I join in quickly

Welp, so our torment begins, Dazzle sighs. It's probably frost giants coming for us, or maybe dragons. I hate dragons.

Dazzle looks around to see if there is anywhere deeper in the cave they could flee towards when the monsters start charging in through the cave entrance.