The following is an exchange that 100% happened between my DnD character (Remr, female tiefling) and my girlfriend’s character (Never, nonbinary dragonborn). Or maybe we were out of character. Or maybe even we aren’t sure. Anyway…
Remr: And the hot chick.
Never: [confused] Who’s the hot chick?
Remr: You know, [gestures vaguely] the hot chick. With the pointy teeth.
Never: …Aurora?
Remr: [snaps fingers] Yeah! The hot chick.
Never: She has a name.
Remr: Yeah, “hot chick”.
Never: [patience waning] You can’t just call them Hot Chick 3 and 7.
Remr: Well, no. [holds up a hand to start counting on her fingers] Hot Chick 3 would be–
Never: No, no, just stop. [holds hand out to silence her] There aren’t even 7.
Remr: [thoughtfully] Actually, if you count–
Never: STOP.
Remr: :)
Also, here are some other recent hijinks!
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The team got to ride on an airship, where it was learned that Remr has a sailor hat Tarcella gave her when they were kids. Tarcella named Remr her second in command on the ship because she just so happened to have read the schematics for fun. Remr then took out the hat to wear it, but it didn’t really fit on her head so she just kinda hooked it on one of her horns.
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Later on when the ship was crashing, Remr and Tarcella both fell out of the front windows and would have fallen to their deaths in the ocean, but were saved at the last minute by Bao’ru.
- During a brief rest in the jungle, Remr spent her time collecting specimens of new or interesting bugs. At some point she ran out of containers to put them in, so she started stowing them in Never’s bags and then eventually just put them on the dragonborn themself for safekeeping.
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