Isolation Diary: I am going to try to ignore a lot of what I read on FB tonight (spending much too much time) and remember the fun I had today playing Dungeons and Dragons with Jessie, Duncan, and Maggie, then eating cake, then watching Fig, now walking, trundle proudly back and forth and back and forth.
Allison F.S.
I’d love to know more about your D&D character!!Ruth Silveira
We are playing the starter game as I was a complete newby and Jessie and Duncan had only a slight introduction to the game. This starter game provides the characters, 5 or 6, but we are a band of only 3 adventurers. I chose to be a Human Fighter, pretty straight forward, no spells to learn, thought it good for my first time. I decided to be a woman disguised as a man. Name is Corin or Corinne Fletcher depending on how I am presenting myself. (So far there has been no reason to dress as a woman) I kept this a secret from my fellow adventurers until just recently. I told my secret only after the Rogue in our company (a Halfling embodied by Duncan, age 10 almost 11) told me an important secret. Didn’t know if I could trust him until then. My specialty is the longbow, hence the name ‘Fletcher’. Also, I sold the great sword I was provided with because I considered it too heavy and I replaced it with a rapier. I also sometimes fight with a slightly magical longsword. Sometimes with a shield. My gender was nearly discovered by accident when I ripped up my shirt to make a bandage for my fallen companion, Thorgrum the Dwarf Cleric. I tore a bit too much off my shirt and revealed my chest bindings. Thorgrum was concerned about my disfigurement and tried to heal me. We determined that this condition must have been because of the volcanic eruption that destroyed Thundertree where my family was living when I was just a baby. Only recently have I been able to complete a battle without throwing up at some point, either during or after. Now that I am more experienced and am no longer hiding my identity, I am less likely to throw up after cleaving a skull. Cor, as I am known, is determined to be a hero. Ready to jump in front of my small companions even when Rindle the Rogue is being needlessly provocative. My alignment is lawful good. I am sincere. A horrible liar, bad at deception, lacking in charisma but unaware of that. Now that my secret is out to my two companions, at least the jokes about being beardless will stop. As soon as I had some extra coin, I bought myself a hat with a plume, like a musketeer. After our band, with the help of a wizard we were temporarily traveling with, killed two owl bears, I made myself a large collar out of the feathers and fur. I also made accessories for Thorgrum and Rindle. My collar is quite fluffy but I maintain it is strategic. We had some difficulty with the owl bears and I posited that their fur and feathers made them look larger than they were and I was shooting and swinging at nearly vacant air. Anyway, that’s my story. I don’t think Thorgrum and Rindle believe me. And there you are, probably more than you wanted to know.Allison F.S.
I was happy to read every moment of that! thank you