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by v
Rated: 13+ · Outline · Fantasy · #2288994
Please keep in mind that this is vague on purpose, since it's for DND!
Sasha Brenard is a young, powerful bard who runs the ship, being the captain. Her goal is to figure out what happened to her family on that dreadful day in Nowhere Isles. She gets together a rag-tag group of hooligans to fight their way through a journey filled with peril, strife and mystery. Who will survive the fight? Who won’t make the final fight? Who will live to see a day past tomorrow? Only time will tell…


BOSS FIGHT #1

A teenage laid-back faerie by the name of Ferris tells the players that he has an incredible wealth of information, and the only way he’ll let everyone know about it is if they retrieve a pearl owned by The Great Sea Dragon (wip name). Ferris, however, is a slimy little bastard who wants shiny things for his own personal gain. The players find their way to The Great Cave in hopes that Ferris isn’t a complete liar and will give them genuine information.

Once The Dragon is defeated and the players return to Ferries, he looks at them, takes his Pearl, and smiles…

“You all are fools. I know not of this Brenard family you speak of, nor of Nowhere Isles. It’s not even on a map! Not that it matters now. With this Pearl, I can sell it for quite a hefty price and become who I was always meant to be. Who I was born to become. This world’s newfound God. I hold an insurmountable wealth of power in my own two hands, and you’ve just given it away. I should really show mercy, or maybe even gratitude. But what, pray tell, are words of thanks to one as powerful as I?”

He cracks an outright horrible, terrifying grin. He lets out a small laugh as he looks at the Pearl in his hands and raises it above his head, his eyes becoming the same off-white shade of the Pearl he holds so dearly. Before he can recite a spell, his grin drops entirely. A blade has been impaled through his chest, both his clothes and the floor are stained with a dark, royal purple.

The Pearl clatters to the ground and shatters with an ear-piercing break. Ferris falls to the ground as Sasha stands the sword out, pulling the sword back to her side. It’s dripping with Ferris’ blood, falling onto the ground and making the pooling puddle beneath it larger and larger with each passing second. Sasha looks to the players, looking absolutely mortified at what she had done. She committed a crime she never wanted to commit.

From the wreckage of the Pearl, there’s a small piece of paper, looking old and tea-stained. Sasha overlooks it and steps over Ferris, careful not to slip. She looks down at her sword, wiping it off on her shirt and putting it back in it’s sheath. Her eyes are exhausted and her movement is slower than usual. She mumbles, small and barely audible.

“There are no Gods here. You just find a God and stick to it.”


((The note reads:


Dearest beloved,

I understand your struggles. Truly, I do. However…I simply cannot comprehend what you have done. Those living on Nowhere Isles didn't deserve that. I know you only want justice, but this is not the way to carry that out. I’m sorry.

Yours truly, for better or for worse,

Ferris.))
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