Ismene's Ridiculous Resume (Part III)Ismene's Ridiculous Resume (Part III)1 day ago in Sketches More Like This
A FORWARD OF SORTS
One thing to note is that this is no fancy essay detailing the complete life and times of Ismene and her friends. At best, it's an informal synopsis of my experiences with her in the games that I had joined, the kind of people she met, and the events that helped shape her into the person she is today. Admittedly, not every detail of her story has been included, but the few things that were either left out or just briefly covered, was only cut in this manner because said events more involved other characters than Ismene, herself. The D&D group I played with was a tiny, few-person community completely outside of dA. As it is, I don't feel fully comfortable sharing too much information about characters that don't even belong to me, hence most of the focus here being on Ismene. All the same, if you had been curious about my first ever Dungeons & Dragons character, I hope you enjoy the read.
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D.E.A.D. Chap 12: Family Reunion We followed the tracks until we reached a familiar sign on the wall. It used to say something else, but the original meaning had been scratched out long ago, and someone had written "Ironroad" in white paint. She knocked on the door set in the wall beside the sign. A hatch slid open, and a pair of eyes peeked out.D.E.A.D. Chap 12: Family Reunion4 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"It's Tiana. Open up."
"Did ya find him?"
I waved. "You mean me?"
The eyes grew wide. "Holy hell. It really is you!"
The hatch slid shut, and the door opened. A young man beckoned to us. "Come in! Come in."
We entered a small room lit by the yellow glow of a lantern hung from the ceiling. A makeshift bed sat by the wall, and a short corridor led to another door. For the first time in ages, I got a good look at Tiana. She was wearing faded blue pants, a dark gray jacket, and sand-colored shoes, and her brown hair gathered in short curls around her head. Her skin was lighter than I remembered, but not pale enough to indicate sickness.