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D&D anyone? (1 Viewer)

Yeah my regular long term group has been on hiatus because we are at a juncture where there was a big reveal(my previous character was resurrected much to my surprise) and we need everyone for the role play. But one of our guys refuses to play online. So we are doing a short adventure without him and I just picked up a second quest on Friday nights. They were all pretty new and the DM wanted me to come in and help them get past some of their bad habits.

 
For you D&D Nerds, I just rolled a level 1 character, complete with backstory and played part of a campaign. Took all of 30 second to set up.

Character Sheet (Quick Start)

Name: Eamon the *******
Class & Level: Wizard 1
Race: Human (let’s keep it simple unless you want a twist)
Background: Outlander (wanderer, ******* son of someone important but disowned)
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral (rebellious streak, but curious about the world)

Stats (standard array: 15, 14, 13, 12, 10, 8)

STR: 8 (not strong)

DEX: 14 (nimble enough)

CON: 13 (average health)

INT: 15 (your spellcasting power)

WIS: 12 (fairly observant)

CHA: 10 (people skills are meh — you are “the *******” after all)

Proficiencies

Skills: Arcana, Survival, Investigation, Intimidation

Weapons: Daggers, quarterstaff, light crossbow

Languages: Common, Elvish

Gear

Spellbook

Quarterstaff

Dagger

Explorer’s pack (bedroll, rations, tinderbox, etc.)

Spells

Cantrips: Fire Bolt, Prestidigitation, Mage Hand
1st-level Spells (2 slots): Magic Missile, Shield, Sleep, Detect Magic (prepared: Magic Missile + Sleep)

Campaign Start: "The *******’s Beginning"

The smell of wet earth clings to the small town of Black Hollow. You, Aman the *******, have drifted here on rumors of ancient ruins buried beneath the hills — and perhaps the treasure or secrets that lie within. But something is wrong: townsfolk speak in hushed whispers of disappearances, strange lights in the old mine, and shadows moving where no shadow should be.

As you sit in the smoky tavern, the barkeep eyes you warily. A group of nervous miners huddle in the corner, whispering. A cloaked stranger with a scar down his cheek approaches your table, places a sealed letter before you, and says only:

“If you truly are Eamon the *******, then you’re the only one who can deal with this.”

He leaves without another word.

This was Chat GPT. "She" verbally told the story. Handled my dice rolls and everything. "she" still needs some training but Just incredible.
 

NCCommish​

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Joined Apr 14, 2003
Last seen Dec 31, 2021

:crying:
I hate this sort of thing.
OK


I took it as he hates when our good FBG's go :missing:
As far as we know he just left FBG, not anything worse, correct?
I think he was spending a lot of time on his wife's quality of life the last I remember and I think that was really hard on him. I hope he's doing well. One of the good ones.
 

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