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Fell, she/they, English, currently obsessed with DnD and other ttrpgs. I do art sometimes. I am the GM of two tabletop roleplays on this very site:

- Beyond Moonlight's Reach, a story of four young dragons growing up in a post-apocalyptic fantasy world, and using the Powered by the Apocalypse game Epyllion.

- Search for Tir na Og, a DnD 5e campaign set in the Planescape setting where a group of strangers from all across the multiverse come together to solve the mystery about what happened to the Celtic gods after they and their homelands were mysteriously spirited away.

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The rest of the party: Why did you give a bird coffee?
Santana: I thought it would help.
The rest of the party: WHAT DO YOU MEAN!?
Just as everyone was introducing themselves, Santana seemed to think that pleasantries had gone on long enough. After a brief shock of pain, the Crow blinked to find himself once again in a completely different place. This time, however, the place was somewhat familiar to him.

"Huh," he said, a little surprised. "Never been on this side of the windows before." He looked around him for a moment before noticing the coffee on the table. "Ooh, what's this?" He flutter up onto the table and put his beak into the liquid... only to immediately withdraw at the both the mixture of intense heat and bitterness it gave him. "BLERRRGH!" he said, shaking his head. "You humans drink this stuff? Preposterous!"

He shook himself again before looking at his newfound teammates... and suddenly felt quite odd. He'd barely taken a sip of the dark liquid but it seemed it was already having an effect on his small form. He heard and understood Luka's words, but for him they seemed to be in slow motion. In fact, everything seemed to be slow motion for him. He himself however...

"Waitwhat?" he said, his words coming out quickly without him pausing for breath. "Whyareyoualltalkinglikethat? Whatshappening?" His left eye starts twitching as the caffeine starts to take effect.
Nobody in the diner will be at all surprised to see a crow sitting at a booth drinking a cup of coffee?

New York, amirite?
Also, kinda want to draw those tarot cards you described 'cause they sound really awesome.
Sorry if it feels like I'm pushing things too quickly--I like the direction things were going but I also wanted to get past that first bit with Santana, and I wasn't sure when we were going to have another off-ramp from that scene.


No, that's completely fair. I was worried that me having the Crow make constant jabs at Luka was getting disruptive.
The Crow: *makes an jab at Luka*
Luka: I'm sorry, I can't quite hear you over the sound of MORE IMPORTANT PEOPLE in the room.
The Crow had no idea what a metaphor was, so he didn't bother to respond to Luka's comeback. Instead, he turned to the two girls, who were introducing themselves. He nodded approvingly, and once they were done, he cleared his throat. "I am the Crow," he said. "I own the territory around Mario's diner and I know how to defend what's mine. I will also accept That Damned Crow, That Fucking Crow, Blasted Bird, Crow from Hell, Feathered Fiend and..." He paused, as if recalling something. He pointed at Luka with a wing. "What was that moniker you referred to me as when we first woke up here? Err, 'Midnight-feathered Menace', I do believe?" He nodded to himself. "Yes, I do quite like that. I will be using that in future. You do have a way with words, old chap, I will give you that." He then shot Luka a very smug look. "But I suppose it would have been cruel for nature to not give you at least one redeeming quality."
To Luka's comment, the Crow snorted. "Well the fact you cannot even tell your birds apart speaks for itself," he said, waving a wing dismissively in Luka's direction before turning his head away. "Raven indeed... As if I'm anything like those pompous creatures," he muttered under his breath, before giving another snort.
Luka and the Crow's dynamic:
Apparently, not all of the Crow's companions were as quick to jump at a second chance as he was. While the vibrant human took up his card not long after the Crow had, the two girls seemed more hesitant. There were more words exchanged between them and their host that, even with the Crow's newfound comprehension, he couldn't quite understand.

However, he did seem to pick up on the fact that Santana was giving them a gift besides just a new life, some kind of tool that would help them overcome the odds. The Crow placed his card between his talons and looked over at Emily. "Fear not!" he said. "Between this gift and our own wits, I believe we will have more than a fighting chance. And besides..." He glanced an eye towards Luka. "Whatever failings certain other team members may have, the Crow is enough to make up for it."

Clearly, even with this overwhelming situation threatening to strain his attention span, the Crow had not forgotten the young man's previous - not to mention, incredibly premature - celebration at his demise.
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