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Harmony was pretty excited for what this year's adventure would take them. She had her pirate character all ready to do things, and had began creating a secondary character. There weren't many people in there yet, she she broke out her notebook and began writing about her secondary character, maybe an elf or something, she didn't really know yet it was all up in the air still.

She looked around, hoping that some of her friends would come join, she kept hoping Aire would show up one day, but it probably jsut wasn't a ship Aire wanted to hop on yet, or ever.



Harmony Aindrias - Gyffindor
Year: 4
Experience Level: 3 years of this club
Games You Know: Dnd. tic tac toe.
Race/Class/Style Preferences: PIRATES R LIFE
Interested in GMing? maybe next year

”G’evening y’all!” Galen greeted, nudging open the door. He quickly set his DnD bag down on an empty space and grabbed a form. ”Hey Tzuki! Do you know if the Adventurer’s Guild and the Order of the Stick are doing a collab or anything this year?” Galen had gone to a few LARP meetings to observe over the last year and was really excited, even if he’d probably stick to non-combat characters. Good old DnD though, with dice and all, would always be his bread and butter.

He greeted Angier with a grin. ”Hey! You’re my brother Wally’s roommate! How have your first few days been?”

Angier nodded and shrugged, eyes flitting between the pink puffball on his head and how the boy’s eyes changed from brown to silver to green in front of him. ”Yeah, Wally’s funny. Is he coming too?”

Galen sighed, plopping his form down. ”Maybe! We play DnD at home, but I think he’s still checking out the clubs.”

Galen Saylor - Hufflepuff
Year: 2
Experience Level: Quite!
Games You Know: Mostly DnD. Also a bunch of other board games. I have Forbidden Island and Love Letter with me!
Race/Class/Style Preferences: Race: Half- orc, dragonborn or tiefling
Class: Cleric or Bard, although I might try Druid again.
Style: Long adventures with a continuous storyline, but with a flexible group and strong player input with a balance of combat, roleplay and puzzles.
Interested in GMing? Sure! I wouldn’t mind running a one-shot or short mini-campaign with one of the DnD books.

"Oh, okay!". Angier wasn't really sure what to do or say--which was highly unusual for him already--, so he was almost relived when Miss Tzuki asked if he had played before. "I'd never heard of RPGs before you mentioned it the other day," he admitted. "But I learn quickly! I've been studying the flashcards you leant me! So if there's a game manual, I can probably study it."

He pulled out the braille flashcards out quickly, ready for a pop quiz or anything. He was still struggling with feeling the bumps, but he had mostly memorized the patterns...well, mostly. Angie'd had to do homework for classes of course, and magic was still kind of overwhelming.

Another boy chose to show up, confirming he was Galen. Apparently, this was Wally's older brother. "Yup! That's me! he replied. "No problem! Let me know if I can help! I went to their club meeting on Monday and one of the questions was about if we wanted to adapt an Adventurer's Guild character."

After a brief exchange, Miss Tzuki held up a braille book...but with pictures? Why would a braille book need pictures? "Yeah, there's a...jellyfish with eyeballs? he reached forward, trying to see if the picture was raised in any way so she could trace the image.

Galen was obviously more familiar with the DnD world and piped: "A flumph! Are flumphs going to feature in a campaign?"

Friday evening meant Adventurer's Guild! Friday evening meant Tzuki!

Given there hadn’t been classes that day yet, Angier had spent most of the day practicing…well, preparing for Adventurer’s Guild, but doing that by practicing. After floundering around for the first few months last year, Angier had gotten the gist of how Dungeons and Dragons worked, but still didn’t feel like he was doing anything particularly exciting. This year though! He had written up a draft of a character that would hopefully be creative enough to impress Tzuki while not being too hard to play. And then he had found a score book of fantasy tavern music and set to practicing a few of the pieces.

Just before club started, he ran into Galen coming from the Kitchens with a few pitchers of iced tea and lemonade. ”Drinks! Good idea!” he remarked, explaining his idea. He rushed to help carry some of the snacks and pushed the door open in time to hear Tzuki cursing the table.

Stupid rude table! How dare it hurt the sweetest and most lovely girl ever!

”G’evening Tzuki!” Galen piped. ”Angie had this idea of mixing some music and snacks to make session zero feel like a fantasy tavern feel,” He said, giving Angier most of the credit. It didn’t make a difference to Galen himself, and everyone knew of Angier’s crush on Tzuki. (Not that it would mean anything, but helping a friend be nice to another friend was part of being kind.) He set the snacks and pitcher on a table before shrugging his back off and making a stack of his RPG game books.

”Uhh, yeah!” Angie stuttered, setting his violin down. He had planned a smooth greeting, where he could sit down and serenade her and give her flowers–oh dangit he forgot the flowers!-- and show her he was totally more mature and cool than Jude Cairn now. But of course one look at his most beautiful angel and his words were a jumbled mess, his voice jumping up the scale until he was squeaking. ”A-and I have a character idea this time! H-he’s going to be a dwarf warlock! Whose patron god is a god of music, so people think he’s a bard! And his weapon can be a bass! I-I could play my cello for things! And and…yeah! Do…do you like it Miss Tzuki?”


Angier Zheng - Slytherin
Year: 2
Experience Level: 1 year
Games You Know: DnD
Race/Class/Style Preferences: I would like to be a dwarf warlock whose patron deity is a god of music and parties and whose weapon is a bass bigger than he is. People think he’s a bard, and he names his songs after bard spells to encourage it.
Interested in GMing? Not even a little bit.

Galen Saylor - Hufflepuff
Year: 3
Experience Level: basically my whole life!
Games You Know: DnD, board games. I have new books for Pathfinder, Star Wars, and Shadowrun too!
Race/Class/Style Preferences: Race: Half- orc or tiefling
Class: I’m thinking of trying paladin this year
Style: Long adventures with a continuous storyline, but with a flexible group and strong player input with a balance of combat, roleplay and puzzles.
Interested in GMing? Absolutely! I have a few short campaigns ready to go for DnD.

Ang? Angier stopped completely awestruck as Tzuki bestowed a nickname upon him. A nickname! A most precious pet name from Tzuki.

She asked what kind of music he had been thinking and he moved to get his violin out ”I can play a bit for you!” he said, excitedly. He plucked the first few notes and set his bow on the string, playing the first measure of a fun, jaunty tavern tune as a sample

As he stumbled over his character idea, Tzuki immediately mentioned a book with warlock patrons and listed a few from different pantheons. She even had an idea for a campaign that he might be able to join. ”Would you be running it?” he asked excitedly. The whole purpose of this, after all, was getting to play with Miss Tzuki!

She flipped open a file book marked in braille, dancing her delicate fingers across the bumpy pages. A dungeon crawl, with mazes and interesting final bosses? He was on board with that! (Granted, Tzuki could have said it was about mucking around in quicksand and Angier would have been on board with that. But Tzuki would never, which was part of why he adored her so.)

Galen noted the book was blank of written text and didn’t bother. He could do sign language well enough to communicate with Simon, but braille was a whole other beast he couldn’t quite handle yet. Angier, though, had dedicated a non-trivial amount of non-practice time to studying Tzuki’s old braille flashcards. He wasn’t great at feeling out the letters, but he could at least recognize the patterns visually and took the book. ” CA..M…PA…Cham–oh Campaign the…. C-H-T-H? Chth?“ he read off the top line. ”Oh! The 38th! You’ve written 38 campaigns?”

Angier the Symphonic! The Symphonic! Another nickname! O wonderful day! Blessed evening! On this 3rd day of September, the Two thousandth fifty-fifth year, I am blessed with not one but two nicknames from my angelic Tzuki!

”Ready!”

”Yup! Adventure on!”

“Yup! Adventure on!” Galen had just cheered when the door opened, announcing another player–SIMON!

Galen managed not to shout his excitement that one of his best friends had finally come to the Adventurer’s Guild–three years of advertising the Guild to the Metafecta must have finally paid off! His hair ballooned into a bright orange ball of excited, playful curls as he hopped over the table to give Simon a big hug. ”Simon! Welcome, welcome! Yes, of course! Stay, stay! Thank you for coming!”

Tzuki excitedly greeted Simon, only to trigger a sudden shift of Simon’s already nervous blue to a bright green. Galen couldn’t quite remember what that meant for Simon, but he did immediately understand his friend’s silent plea for help. Galen patted Simon’s arm comfortingly and spoke up as Simon filled out a form. ”Tzuki, Angier, this is my buddy Simon Blake! He uses sign language, so–” – Galen shifted his voice to his “Simon” voice: soft and warm, with long, lilting vowels and a melodic cadence. ”I’ll do my best to be his voice.”

He grinned widely, his vivid orange settling into a softer pastel, and signed over ”This’ll be great! Don’t worry, you're great and everyone is really nice!”