#(one of the fun perks of writing non humans is these types of topics)

[familiaanteomnia]

Vesp 100% is prone to editing details, not always just in terms of lying but lots of "Does the planet/century and location really matter to this connecting with somebody else over the topic of climbing rocks as kids?"

-Prefers to keep it vague, universal type of things and avoid lots of assumed to be common knowledge things. Which is also an interesting speed bump given how much enjoys hearing about moments in others lives & sharing personal tales. The bonding of it- is also an go to in crises to help regulate emotions.

-Things in common though? Rock/tree climbing, running around, book reading, splashing in water, bedtime stories and so on. Plus it's usually safe to mention things like "Oh I've read that book on your shelf, was laying around so I borrowed it from my parent and gave up on chapter 3 till I gave it an real read later on in life."

[theriverpersonshadow]

Lamia Drama Part 10

DND PLANNING IS HERE AT LAST. >:D

I don’t think there’s anything impenetrable to non-DnD fans here... But here’s some basics on the classes anyways:

Monks are fast and good at fist to fist fighting, barbarians are tanky berserkers, sorcerers have inborn magic, druids have nature magic, clerics have god-granted magic, warlocks make pacts with patrons, fighters just got good with weapons and standard melee fighting.

Again, I’ll tag and link properly later, gotta go get foooood. But nothing majorly angsty anyways.

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           Keith took a deep breath as everyone settled around the table, hands stuffed firmly in his pockets. A mixture of excitement and nerves were bunched up inside his soul and he hoped Alex couldn’t feel it, though she seemed genuinely clueless so far. Either that, or a far better roleplayer than he anticipated. The tip of his tail was sweeping back and forth on the floor as he scratched lightly at the insides of his pockets, desperate to find some way to dissipate some of his energy. Still, he wasn’t going to start until everyone was settled in.

           It was a round table, easy to see everyone. Keith had offered Alex a spot on his left. Oozy was sitting on her left, then Nikolai, then Liam, then Hux, then Keith. Trousle had claimed the middle of the table.  

Most had already gotten their drinks ready, but Hux was buying some chips from the vending machine… Or rather, he was convincing Nikolai to buy him chips from the vending machine, given that he was the one who actually had a paycheck. Alex had bought herself a tea from the vending machine and Liam had prepared his “Health Potion” which was really just an extra-sour red cherry slushy. Also…

“I’ve brought you all some snacks, no need to thank me,” Liam said, plopping a Tupperware full of chocolate and peanut butter no-bake cookies on the table. He crossed his arms and smirked, head held high.

Alex did a double-take, looking at her bag, “When did you…?!”

Keith stifled a laugh, “Liam, no.” He was pretty sure Alex intended to share those anyways, and his own mouth was already watering, but still.

           “Liam yes!” Liam said, cackling dramatically.

           Hux already had a cookie in his mouth.

           Nikolai lightly swatted him, “Ask first…”

           “What,” Hux said through a mouthful of cookie. “They’re to share.”

           “I mean, yes… Go ahead, but not gonna lie, I’ll probably eat way too many by myself,” Alex said, grabbing a cookie.

           “See?” Hux said.

           Nikolai rolled his eyes and politely took one – he didn’t care much for sweets, but wouldn’t turn it down. He gave one of the smaller globs to Trousle, and Keith took that as a go-ahead. It practically melted in his mouth, cocoa and peanut butter melting into a sweet cream as the oats gave it just enough weight to count as solid matter. It was deliciously rich, not over-sweet, but still very much a dessert. He was tempted to reach for another, but maybe he should hold back…

           Well Alex has already gotten a plate and taken four, so no reason he can’t have another…

           “How did you do that by the way? I didn’t even hear the zipper,” Alex said, looking to Liam.

           “A great hunter never reveals his secrets~”    

           “He’s sneaky, you have to watch out for him,” Nikolai said. “But speaking of which, I was actually thinking of trying out a rogue…”

           “Daaaang. Playing against type?” Hux said. “Ain’t like you to be anything but a healer.”

           Nikolai shrugged, “I figured I’d give it a try.”

           “Respect,” Hux said. “That said, I’m making a Totem Barbarian.”

           Trousle rolled his eyes, “You never play anything else!”

           “It works, don’t it?”

           “It’s boring!”

           “I have to agree,” Liam said. “It’s like you’re just playing the same person every time…”

           Keith decided to cut in before this could get ugly, “Let him play what he wants.” If Hux wanted to play the same character with a name change, then let him. It’s a game, might as well have fun with it.

           “Thank you,” Hux said.

           “Alex, what’re you thinking?” Keith said.

           “I mean, I’ve got a lot of characters I could maybe use? Do you have a setting in mind, or…?”

           “Go nuts dude,” Keith said. “As long as it ain’t completely broken, I’m down for most things.”

           Alex’s face lit up. “In that case… Gimme a minute here.” She pulled a notebook from her bag and started scribbling furiously, making little bullet points, rambling in words, all sorts of things. It was a chaotic, disorganized mess, and Keith could absolutely feel the excitement pouring off of her, making it even harder to sit still. Apparently she felt the same, her foot was shaking a mile a minute, and any time she wasn’t writing, her pencil tapped against the page.

           Trousle slithered over, peaking at her notes, and Liam leaned over smiling like a cat with a canary. They were probably happy to have another roleplayer at the table.

           Hux, however, was glaring at Alex’s foot, “Can… can you not? Like, that’s kinda distracting.”

           “Hmm?” Alex said. “Ah… sorry. Which part?”

           “Stop shaking your damn foot.”

           Alex nodded, crossing her legs. Keith bit his tongue – it was a reasonable request, but he was tempted to hiss at Hux. He dug his claws into the insides of his hoodie instead, feeing the fabric catch and finding the little hole he’d worn in his left pocket. It didn’t feel like enough, he wanted to move, wanted to do something to let out some of this pent up energy – since when did he have this much anyways?

           Alex started rocking in her chair, making it clack as it hit the floor – it was off balance – and some of his anxiousness subsided as he listened to the steady rhythm of clacking.

           “… dude,” Hux said. “That’s not any better! That’s actively worse!”

           Keith was tempted to tell him to shove it up his ass, but thankfully Nikolai spoke first, “Just let her. No one else is bothered, are you?”

           “Nope,” Keith said.

           Trousle and Liam shook their heads.

           “Fine…”

           “Do you want me to do this somewhere else?” Alex said.

           “Yer fine,” Keith said. “Whatcha thinking about anyways?” Change the topic…

           She perked up a little at that, looking over her notes, “I was thinking maybe a warlock contracted out by the Fey? That seems kinda obvious though, so I figured, why does it have to be a warlock? I’ve already made a lot of those anyways.

           “So, like… Here’s another idea. Maybe my character got traded away as a kid? Like a changeling sort of thing! They’ve lived with the fey for a lot of their life, but didn’t have the magic they did since they’re just a normal human. But they’ve had some opportunity to learn since, y’know, they’ve lived in fae realms. I’m thinking maybe the magic infected them somehow and they ended up a wild magic sorcerer? Or maybe got CURSED and ended up a sorcerer! And maybe they’ll meet the person who replaced them one day, and they’re used to contracts and stuff, and, uh…

           “It’s still kind of rough. I put this together in, like, five minutes guys.”

           “I think I can work with this…” Liam purred. “I want to play the changeling that replaced her character in the mortal realm.”

           “OH THAT’S REALLY COOL!” Alex squealed, bouncing in her seat.

           “Dude, you can’t have all the fae abilities, y’know that, right?” Keith said. He tended towards rule of fun, but there still had to be SOME boundaries…

           “I’d be disappointed if you did! At least, not right off the bat. My character’s been raised as human and only knows of the mortal realm. Perhaps a fighter… With shades of sorcerer. We can work it out.”

           “I like it! I might change my class though, is that okay?” Alex said. “I’m not really sure which to use for this…”

           “Can I be a fairy companion? Maybe I was sent to watch over Liam’s character and that’s how he started finding out about his heritage? Or to protect him? Maybe he’s important!” Trousle said. “I can take healer and support! Maybe a cleric? Or a druid! Yeah! A druid!”

           Keith grinned, these guys were putting it all together themselves! “Y’know what, go for it!” This was practically writing itself…

           “In this case… I think I’ll play a rogue who specializes in shady political dealings. Particularly fey contracts,” Nikolai said.

           “Sounds perfect to me.”

           “I, uh… I work for Nikolai’s dude. Contracted barbarian, I guess,” Hux said. Roleplay was never his strong suit.

           Keith nodded, “I’ll get to drafting stuff…. And Oozy?”

           … Oozy yawned, waking up from a half-doze. “Hmm? Oh… sorry. Yeah, I made one while you guys were talking.” He slid a character sheet over.

           Keith raised the ridge of his eye-socket, “A gnome monk?”

           “Yep. It’s gonna be terrible.” He grinned, a twinkle in his eyes. “Or more accurately… A G’nome G’ninja.”

           “Pffft. Perfect,” Keith said.

           Looks like they had a campaign.