V:TM 5th Edition

With Harold’s help and patience, Alessandra had decided to play an idealized version of herself from the past; a protector aasimar celestial warlock. When it was finally decided she rolled to test her luck.

Alessandra stat rolls: Ability scores: 12 18 8 13 15 12

Contrary to her though, Harold was quick to decide on playing a half-elven rogue.
Harold stat rolls: Ability scores: 14 11 13 5 13 12

Victor looks at each of his player's sheets. "Outside of that one six, your rolls were actually pretty good, Sorrin. I'd put that in intelligence, because Paladins don't need to be particularly smart."

"Standard Array, a safe choice. And a bard seems like a natural fit for you, Alana."

"Damn, those are some good rolls, Aless."

He turns his attention to Misha, wondering what she'll create.

Misha takes a character sheet, some d6, and a pencil.

"I hef an idea." she said, thinking, "I weel play a person I knew a long time ago. A young woman druid who could change eento animals and had an affinity to nature."

13, 16, 16, 15, 16, 9

She looks up at Victor. "Ees good, ya?"

"It sounds like you knew some very interesting people, Misha. And those stats are pretty damn good. Does anyone have any questions left before we begin?"

Sorrin shows his character sheet for, Solaire Arc The Paladin of Justice, chuckling as he describes how the character is essentially an airhead who trusts people way to easily, but is pure good. "I apologize now if I laugh or, 'break character'." Sorrin his already smiling and lightly chuckling at some of the ideas he has for this character.

Misha sticks out her tongue as she writes S: 13 +1 D: 16 +3 C: 16 +3 I: 16 +3 W: 18 +4 Ch:13 +1

"Hm." she says. "Kasha had an elven mother and a human father..so what happens now?"

"Well, that would make her a half-elf, so you would look at the sheet for races, find half-elf, and then make the appropriate adjustments."

"Now that everyone has finished making their characters, let's begin." Victor cracks open the book and flips through a few pages and begins reading.  "For the past several days, the talk of the streets and taverns has all been about the so-called death curse: a wasting disease afflicting everyone who’s ever been raised from the dead. Victims grow thinner and weaker each day, slowly but steadily sliding toward the death they once denied. When they finally succumb, they can’t be raised — and neither can anyone else, regardless of whether they’ve ever received that miracle in the past. Temples and scholars of divine magic are at a loss to explain a curse that has affected the entire region, and possibly the entire world." 

He then looks back up at the four of you. "You have all been called to the residence of a retired wizard named Syndra Silvane in Baldur's Gate to help solve this problem. At the moment, you are all standing outside of Syndra's house and you do not know each other. Please take the time to introduce your characters to each other."

Misha's eyes brighten up. "Oh! let me try!"

Kasha flopped on the floor in front of Syndra's residence, as if she was suffering from sort of heat exhaustion. Truth is, she wasn't, but it was so Hellishly hot today, she slithered her way towards the residence, and was moist with sweat and uncomfortable with the heat.

"Pumpernickles, it's so hoooottttt..." she squeaked out, her voice cracking many times.

Alessandra isn’t sure how to go about this... role playing business. She starting signing to Harold, the nosferatu also expressing confusion on how this works. The two then look over to Misha who had already begun with a good example of how to do it. Harold then signs something to Aless and she looks over to Victor.

”Can Harold and my character know each other? Sort of like a... noble and their spy?”

"Of course." Victor says and signs over to them. "That's the beauty of the game, you can be almost anything you want." He goes on, blending this all in. "As you and your spy approach this house, you see a young half-elven woman on the ground, and it looks like she's being affected by the heat. What do you do?"

"Mm..." Alessandra gazes over to the red head with a sly smirk on her face. "I wonder if your character likes getting stepped on as much as you do, Misha... I kid, I kid."

Alejandro will look down upon the melting woman and then to his trusty spy, Philip, with a raised brow then sighs. "I suppose we should help her..." Philip gives him a shrug and walks over to the melted woman with a waterskin in hand and offers it to her.

Sorrin at this point raises a hand in question, "Should I just insert myself in there, or should I wait?"

Victor laughs at Alessandra's joke before responding to Sorrin. "Actually, this is a perfect time for you to jump in." 

"Lovely." Sorrin clears his throat as he narrates his character's actions, "Solitare walks down the path, until he spots these three....doing whatever that is. Concerned for the melting one, he calls out, 'Is someone hurt!?'"

 "Ok. Kasha, you're absolutely miserable, it's hot, you're sweaty, you're really thirsty, and you feel like you're gonna die. Fortunately, this noble aasimar and his loyal half-elven spy have come to your rescue, offering you his waterskin."

Alana is quiet in thought for a moment, letting anyone speak before her before she takes her turn. "A tall elven man with pure white hair approaches the rest of you, viola strapped to his back, his clothes elegant colors of blues and teals, a half cape draped to his middle back. He eyes the group precariously before speaking with amusement. "What's all this then? Surely it's not too hot for you? Do you require aid?" 

"Only eef eet ees beeing stepped on by you, ah?" Misha says back to Aless, smiling.

Kasha rolled on her back and took the waterskin. She chugged it loudly, recapped it, and flopped back on the ground as if she was paralyzed. "Thank yoUrRrPRRpp.." she burped. "I think the sun is broken in this place. That must be it. I'm Kasha." She lifted her hand up.

"Ok. You've completed your first mission, giving something to drink to a very thirsty half-elf and seeing as how you're all here for this chance encounter, you assume that you were all called here for the same purpose."

"Ha!" Misha ha's. "Thees game ees easy." she laughs. "Easy first meesion. Just like old times, ah? Eef only geeving someone drink would could as meesion."