#kissinger Milovan

[tristomisto]

D&D Valentine’s Post!

My friends and I have ran a few games the past year, but one thing we share in common is writing stories about love.

I’m my D&D game of Fragment, they played characters in a dying world. A world they were trying defiantly to restore. It was supposed to be a story about desperation and sacrifice. It instead became a story about perseverance, and love.

The first romance I’d like to talk about was between the PC (Nyxaris) and the NPC (Aren). Aren was a cleric of an order of warriors who believed that arcane magic was evil, due to the events of the fragmentation of the world being caused by magic. Nyx was a man wary of magic due to his upbringing by his (very evil) magical parents. They both were wary of magic, which led them to each other in the party.

But Aren was not just meant to be a party NPC. Aren was meant to be the party betrayer. Aren was evil for a long time prior to the events of the beginning of the Fragment campaign. She killed many people, for the simple fact that they possessed the ability to wield arcane magic. Her reasons for being in the party were malicious, and she was lying in wait for her moment, like a serpent ready to strike. Then she was befriended by the magical members of the party, despite her sour attitude. Then she fell in love with my friend’s character Nyx.

Anytime after she had performed some cold or heinous act, Nyx was there at her side to comfort her. To inform her she wasn’t a monster and that they were doing what needed to be done to save the world at large. He worried for her when she took actions that were harmful to her, or anytime she was injured in battle.

Their mutual distrust of magic led to their coming together, then led to their growing trust of the magical members of their party. Nyx helped bridge that gap between Aren and the others of the party.

What did Aren do after this? Well she took charge of the disarray of her homeland’s warriors, and forged them into protectors instead of slayers. While she did that and she was separated from the party, the party got themselves into some trouble. Then she did what she did best. She went to war for the people she was created to betray.

She ended this story as someone who wept at another characters wedding, whereas she began it as someone who wouldn’t so much as blink at murdering a child who possessed arcane gifts.

Then there was Callie (PC) and Kissinger (NPC).

Kiss, was an NPC doomed from the start of the campaign. A man created from a magic ritual to be the one who restored the world by any means necessary. In the original ending I had planned, Kiss was meant to shed his mortality to become a god and restore the world, losing himself in the process. When the party found out that’s what the ritual entailed, was his sacrifice… they said no.

Specifically, the first to say no was Callie. Calypso Solavita was a girl who grew up on the streets, outcasted by her family as she was a shapeshifter with inherent magical ability. She possessed the magic to manipulate and read minds, and was a person likely to fall under the category of too dangerous to allow alive. Then when she was found guilty of practicing her magic on the streets of her city, she was outcasted. Where she met Kiss, who was also being outcasted after recently arriving in the city for aid. Kissinger was the first to embrace her magic openly, even inviting her to use it on him. He had merely wanted to see what she could do, but to Callie it was a moment of connection she had yet to experience in her whole life.

Kissinger was set in his way once her learned his true objective and willing to sacrifice himself for the world and his friends. But they said no, and vied for a much more difficult path wrought with hardship. The party went to restore long-lost goddesses in a bid for their aid. They reunited the two goddesses that had once loved each other, and they made the sacrifice together, so that Kiss could see the world he was meant to heal.

For Kiss and Callie, their love was born over their sharing of the gift of magic. Callie had never seen what she had as a gift, and it was Kissinger’s encouragement that made her began to love that part of herself. It’s what made her fall for him too. He would fly her around forests and cities, so she could see the view from the skies, and anytime she was injured, his normally gentle nature would fall. Because if one person in this party was going to survive, it was Callie. He believed that out of everyone in the party, she deserved a new life in a better world.

This party became a family. They survived restoring their world. They brought love to many places, and continue to do so even in their epilogues. I’m sure many can relate to that with their stories.

This is them from left to right, Kissinger & Calypso Milovan, Nyxaris Debor, and Aren Wildheart-Debor.

(An image that has been seen before on this tumblr.)

Twas an insane story to tell, and I fear my friends are telling an even more unhinged one right now.