Mistiel

Beginner's DnD 5e Game - Group 2

Chip

Squirrel, Follower Pet of Ceria Verkorcoran

Tiny Beast, Unaligned
HP: 1, AC: 12
Speed: 30, Climb 30.
STR 2, DEX 14, CON 10, INT 2, WIS 12, CHA 6
Skills: Acrobatics +4
Attacks:
Bite (melee). +4 to hit, 1d4+2 piercing damage
Acorn (range, thrown). +4 to hit, 1d4+2 bludgeoning damage, Range 20/60

Beginner's DnD 5e Game - Group 2

Ceria swore in Elvish. She could not believe this woman who she had just seen maul the priestess hadn't been aware of her actions. "What the heck is wrong with you?" she grumbled. "Are you possessed or something? How the feun else are we supposed to find out what ritual they were performing in there now that you seem to have destroyed our only way of getting answers from them?" Her hands were fisted at her sides and she hadn't realized how close her proximity was to the other.

A small rustling sound came from inside the cathedral and a little brown blur shot out from the open doors and raced up the elf's spine. Chip, the squirrel from earlier, held a large acorn in his front paws and mimicked his new friend's wide-eyed angry stare. He even nibbled his nut the same way Ceria was grinding her front teeth.

Mechanical Roly-Poleys

Effect: Ceria and Chip have been reunited and it seems, this time, Chip has invited himself along as a pet familiar.
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Redwood Reform Academy

Micah J.

Name: Micah Jefferies
Nicknames: Mikey (easiest way to piss him off)
Age: 17
Gender: Male

Personality: Arrogant and spoiled, Micah comes from a family overflowing with money. His only care in the world is for getting his trust fund at age 18, but he finds himself with a choice between jail or a reformation camp when his party-hard lifestyle finally catches up with him and he is arrested for drug possession and usage as a minor. Naturally, despite thinking of himself as a suave, tough guy Micah chooses the camp over jail, thinking it'll be a cinch. Naivete is definitely strong with this one and it's time to find out just how surprised he'll be and if he learns anything from his time here.

Appearance:

Imagery

Why you are here: This was his second time in trouble with the law, first for drugs. His parents didn't know how he'd react when the judge gave him two choices, jail or camp, and they stoically respect his decision and hope their wild child son reforms. They never really had much time for him as they're both well-to-do in the world of finance. Micah is SUPPOSED to be here to become a model citizen and maybe pick up a tad bit of humility and life experience along the way. He currently just views it as an opportunity for goofing off and a lengthy vacation.

How long you've been at Redwood: Less than a year

Other: He can't swim. He seems relatively hard to scare, but don't let that stop you from trying.

I'm terrible at titles so let's assume there's something clever here

Wolves don't grow on Mars, silly!

(Also, I love Horizon Zero Dawn even though I've never owned a PlayStation. ^.^)

Fire Emblem: Weight of the World

I'm just going to drop out. I can't handle this manic posting frequency anymore. It's obvious you are far more passionate about writing than I am. Sorry for being such a disruption.

Fire Emblem: Weight of the World

I will have a post up this evening (PST). Helping an IRL friend paint her condo "apartment".

Fire Emblem: Weight of the World

J A U N A

_{On the Road Still}

Jauna's ears perked up and she led her mare back in line behind Eli's now flatulent beast, Chester, keeping a very respectable distance. Unfortunately, due to this distance, she had to strain to hear every word Maize was saying as the blunt, yet handsome, oaf decided to talk to the party with his back to them all and eyes on the road. At the mention of a quaint village called Bolsan, she groaned audibly. "Quaint village? Bolsan still has latrines instead of proper plumbing! I'll be, it's probably cleaner sleeping out in the woods rather than among the common country folk!" She sniffed haughtily in that way noble ladies were oft taught and do, red curls cascading over one shoulder.

As if the universe decided a lesson in humility was in order, suddenly Jessie tripped over a small rock protruding in the narrow road! Jauna, still sitting side-saddle as befitting a lady, slid off the saddle with a death-grip on the reins. She landed straight up, but Jessie was then spooked by a passing flying insect and reared. The young red-haired lass twisted to her left to keep the reins from getting tangled in Jessie's front hooves, but in so doing she felt her left foot sink deep in something hot and muddy. Looking down she discovered that one of the horses in front of Eli's had also taken the opportunity to make a deposit and she had just stepped in something very greenish and nasty. Suddenly her day had gone from fantastic and exciting to horrendous. Letting loose a shrill shriek, "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh!" she managed to further spook her horse, causing Jessie to skitter to the right when she leaned back against him. This caused her to fall flat on her butt and get the back of her kimono and left hand in the dung as well. "Ew! Ew! EWW!" At that point, poor Jauna simply sat there whimpering waiting for the next bad thing to happen. "Why me?" she moaned between hitching breaths. Her sword's scabbard lay still strapped to her left side, the bottom - thankfully covered - portion lay stuck in the main pile of goop from when she had fallen.

Jessie had taken the opportunity to reposition herself and was now glumly chewing grass by the side of the road, occasionally looking up to stare at her rider with what Jauna swore was amusement. Her cheeks flamed at all the commotion. Thankfully this wasn't the first embarrassing moment either Eli or she had had in front of the other. There had been that one time when Jauna had accidentally lit her hair on fire blowing out candles at her name day party. Still, she couldn't help but be mortified at it all. At least she hadn't gone screaming "help! Help!" and looking even more pathetic than just accepting the fall with whatever dignity she had left on this trip.

Fire Emblem: Weight of the World

Fine. Dang, to think Calvin Coolidge had it worse than I did.

Fire Emblem: Weight of the World

When you reread posts after midnight and realize you were about to miss a pun opportunity. #WakeMeUp (or is that #PutMeDown? O,o )

@Ambra