Adventure Awaits... if you dare on Quidditch Pitch

Adventure Awaits... if you dare by Gary Harper

Gary wanders about a little aimlessly for a bit, looking for something and not finding it. Finally he shrugs and heads back inside. He puts a piece of paper on the wall just inside the door leading out to the pitch. Then wanders off to complete his tasks.

Upon the paper, hastily tacked to the notice board, is written in an attempt at fancy script:

Calling any adventurous souls, your help is desperately required!
Port Toli is under assault from an unknown malevolent entity known
only as 'Blackfang'. Mayor Danita Liviana is offering a considerable
award to anyone brave enough to put an end to the threat. Is that
person you? Have you the skills and courage to end Port Toli's plight?
Danger awaits those who set forth, be warned...

I'm attempting to get a group together to play some Dungeons & Dragons.
If you are not familiar with the game, it is a collaborative story-
telling game that takes place in a medieval fantasy world filled with
knights, wizards, goblins and dragons. Each player has a character that
they control and use to interact with the world and story as presented
by the game master (that's me). The players use their characters to
have exciting adventures, save the day, and we all still get to make
it back in time for potions class.

Ideally four or five players is best, so to that end this paper is your
ticket to a player seat at the table. I've posted four more around the
school, each one grants a different character. This one is for the human
fighter, whose name and gender are up to you. They focus on the mundane
forms of combat, relying on their skills with weapons and armor to see them
through the perils before them.

If you would like to play using the fighter character, bring me this
invitation. If you're curious, but not sure you want to actually play,
feel free to just hunt me down to chat and leave this notice for another.
If you'd like to play something other than a fighter... find one of the
other invitations before they're taken.

Gary Harper, 2nd year Aladren.

Zevalyn Ives

February 07, 2018 4:17 PM

Yoink! Mine! by Zevalyn Ives

Zevalyn checked the library board periodically, checking to see who else she would be working with as a library assistant, and this morning there had been another notice tacked on next to it. She had left that one there, as she was not really inclined toward playing a wizard, but she'd been watching the school's other boards to see what else she could be.

There hadn't been one in Cascade, though she couldn't tell if that was because it had already been snagged or if Gary just hadn't put one up there. Likewise the Aladren common room, though she honestly hadn't really expected one there since that would prevent three quarters of the school from playing whatever class might have been put there.

Neither had she seen one in MARS even though she checked every room. At that point she had wondered if wizard was the only thing left and contemplated (a) whether wizard would be acceptable (to which she decided, no, no it would not), and (b) whether it was really worth searching the whole school to play a game with a second year. She wasn't even entirely sure which of the two second year Aladrens Gary was. To the later question, she decided, yes, yes it was.

It was D&D. D&D was no Pathfinder - well, unless it was 3.5, then it was pretty close, but he hadn't specified version so she was assuming the most recent - and she had literally been named for her mother's Pathfinder character, but she figured it was the next best thing. Mom and Dad would be pleased to hear about something so normal to get involved with at her new school, and after the past two years, Zevalyn could really use something fun and normal to do here.

So she applied logic, and ended up in the Hospital Wing and kind of whooped a little when she saw the cleric invitation was still there. More importantly, it was the cleric invitation. And the wizard one had been in the library. Which meant there was a logic to this.

That was how she came to the door leading out to the Quidditch Pitch and found the one she actually wanted. "Ha!" she crowed and snatched the invite down from the wall (she hadn't even needed to go outside to the arena where wizards came as close as they ever did to beating each other with clubs, sweet!). Straight up fighter. And human, too, so she got the extra feat that was so important to fighters. Nice.

Zevalyn the Pathfinder had been a human Slayer, which was mostly a fighter, as close as the base D&D classes came to it anyway, so it seemed appropriate. Zevalyn probably wouldn't name hers Zevalyn though. That would be just a bit weird. Maybe Amber, for her best friend back home, who didn't have so much as a drop of magic in her. (Well, maybe a drop or two, since she was a squib rather than a true muggle, but not nearly enough to get accepted to Sonora anyway.)

Now she just needed to figure out who Gary Harper was and tell him she was in, with the human fighter, Amber the Valorous.

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