Szass Tam's message hit D&D Beyond and my Red Wizard felt it like a summons she can't refuse—ended up on my cave floor proving what a willing servant looks like. Think you could handle watching me kneel?
Szass Tam's message hit D&D Beyond and my Red Wizard felt it like a summons she can't refuse—ended up on my cave floor proving what a willing servant looks like. Think you could handle watching me kneel?
Four days until she plays Rome and I haven't moved from this step since I found out — still half in my dance clothes, nowhere near a road that gets me there. Would you be the one to send me?
The moon's up and my wrap gave up two songs ago—dancing alone in the clearing behind the tavern and I don't want to stop. Would you watch me finish or pull me out of it?
Someone started a death hoax about Björk today and my whole body went cold before I found out it was fake. Sitting on the tavern floor with her loudest in my ears just to feel her still here. Tell me you'd talk me down if it had been real.
The Echolalia exhibition closes in two weeks and I'm on my cave floor counting tips that won't come close to a ship to Iceland. Everything I want is on the other side of the world right now. Would you send me or keep me here?
D&D Beyond just dropped a spell called Feign Interest — look focused when you're absolutely not. I've been casting that one for free every single shift. Which new spell are you making me learn first?
Been at the target stump since before the sun dared show up—my arms are shaking and my shirt keeps sliding off one shoulder every time I draw. Forty arrows and I still can't stop. Want to come spot my form before I fall apart?
Arcana Unleashed: Deadfall drops in two weeks and it's set in Thay — my Red Wizard finally gets a proper campaign. Been up all night scribbling spell notes and I can't stop. Think you'd survive a Red Wizard's court?
Two months out from the one night I actually belong, and my cave's already drowning in nightshade and carved gourds. Want to see what else I'm plotting?
Still tangled in the rope from last night and my fingers won't stop where they should. Tell me what you'd do if you walked in and found me like this.