DnD (1)

“A small, ugly tavern rests upon the top of a hill in a small town where the people are lazy and the nobles are sexy.

The tavern is decorated with terrible taste. It has wood too dark to give it a nice color, and a bright red ceiling. The shape of the ceiling is like a half-moon trying to lie down.

Inside this incredibly trashy tavern, three adventurers would come together and have the greatest adventures known to humankind.

Not because these adventures were dangerous or epic. No no no no no.

These adventures would be known as the greatest adventures because they bought a circular moonstone capable of giving adventurers beautiful sights and making sure they get a lot of pretty girls.

Yes, that’s right.

Even ugly losers like..”

“Ehhh?? Who you calling ugly? Like, have you seen yourself? You so ugly not even a sexual predator would touch you”

The people at the tavern started laughing.

"YOU CANT MAKE THOSE JOKES"

"Yes I can, I have been sexually assaulted before. That's like, the golden rule. If you're a part of the minority, you can make fun of your own group. Anyhow, take your junk and sell it somewhere else, you ugly broad”

The woman that was trying to sell the fake magical rock was almost in tears. Suddenly, another man comes and puts a coat around her.

“Oi. Apologize to the lady,” said the man.

“No,” said the rude, young man.

“I said, apologize”

“There’s only one way to make me apologize,” said the rude young man.

…………………..

The entire tavern gathered around.

They gathered around because the greatest thing was about to unfold.

That's right.

A game of chess was about to take place.

“You look pretty stupid. I’m surprised you can play chess” said the man.

“There’s three things that get my blood pumping. Killing things, drinking the blood of my enemies, and chess” said the rude young man.

“I guess we have that in common. However, I’d rather have a lady than my enemies blood”

The young man looked at him and smiled.

These surely strange, but interesting creatures were not, however, the protagonists of this story.

One of the protagonists of the story was looking at quests on the forum.

She enjoyed tea, was incredibly lightweight, like one drink and gone. She also had other characteristics, but eh.

She looked around at some of the group quests and gave a heavy sigh. She then looked at the collecting herbs quests. You couldn't do dangerous quests if you didn't have a party and...

She didn’t have any friends.

She did have acquaintances, but nobody that would go questing with her.

And that is because she is what most people would call….

Weird.

I mean. There isn’t anything to do in this place. It’s the lowest of low leveled areas.

And so, the only way to enjoy these shitty quests was to have an enjoyable party.

And having such a weirdo around would be suicide. Like you would just be questing and stuff and ....

Well, let's not spoil the surprise.

And that’s when she met him.

He was no prince charming.

But he was perfect.

Yes,

Prince Al.

It was a coincidence.

They both reached out to grab their posters and touched hands.

An obvious mistake.

“I’m suing your ass for sexual harassment,” he said without any hesitation.

It was then that she realized.

She didn’t need normies.

Yes, all she needed to find was her people.

Other weirdoes.

“Do you have a party?” she asked Al.

“Nobody has asked me. I think they are afraid of my brilliance,” said Al.

“Join me. If we get one more, we can go to more dangerous quests”

“I would rather shoot myself,” he said.

That was when his stomach growled.

“More dangerous quests means more money”

“I’ll join if you can also get me dinner,” he said.

…………….

“So, who else is going to join us?” asked Al.

“That’s surprising, you’re actually interested?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Isn’t your character supposed to only be interested in themselves?”

“No. I just lie to myself so that my self-confidence doesn’t crumble”

“Oh”

“So, who is it?”

“Here’s your drink, sir,” said the waitress.

“Thank you”

Before the waitress could leave, the girl grabbed her arm.

“This is her,” she said.

“The waitress? Can she even fight?”

“What?” asked the waitress.

“She owes me a favor, and no, she cannot”

"Well, if things go wrong, we can use her as bait" said Al.