As a human being, outside of Wattpad I do have a life and hobbies. Dungeons and Dragons, better known as DND to the cultured ones, is one of my recreational activities thingies. The game is fun, provides a good four hours of escape from irl stress, and I can yell at my friend without their feelings getting hurt. I am playing in two campaigns at the moment, DMing one other. One of those campaigns that I am playing in is named the "Ardonia Campaign", named by your's truly.
To sum it up, my friends and I irl are playing a different character in the campaign. The characters are a part of the Ardonia guild, which means that we look at a job board, do the job, get paid and cause chaos. Heh, I like being the one causing the chaos, it's funner than it should be. Right now, we are all little level 5 babs, and we are getting another friend to join the campaign. He hasn't made his character yet, so the art you will be seeing is all of the original party.
Without further ado; crappy character art I shall present to you.
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Starting off with my character! Mus....Ik.... His name is pronounced Muse, then Ick. He is a changeling. A changeling is a race in D&D of which the history is linked with the monster, a doppelganger. A changeling has the ability shapeshift/change appearance based on what book you source from. Mus is also a bard, he plays anything Flute as well as the Lyre and Lute. His name is a pun off of the word music. Mus came from the highest if high noble families in his home continent: Divident. The Ik family was highly respected, until the idiot known as Mus decided to disobey his parents and trespass into the forest just outside of their city. It was in that forest where the 10-year-old was attacked by a dire bear. Kuman, the god of the forests, it's creatures, and curses, saved the young boy from a premature death. Alas, Mus was a stuck up brat who didn't respect no body, not even a god. Mus stared this deity right in the eyes (a big big no no) and openly used his child mouth to curse the god with vulgar language. Kuman decided that if Mus was not going to be respectful to the person who saved him from death, then Mus would have to suffer until he becomes humble enough for the god's liking. Mus was cursed by the god of curses (wow, I'm so creative). Skipping the rest of the backstory, let just say that if you see what is under that blindfold...well....you have a highly likelihood of dying in a gruesome way.
So far in the campaign, Mus has made a fool of himself by falling right into a puddle of "wine". He drunkenly failed a stealth mission due to some late night alcoholism. He's killed many many creatures with the power of music and his words alone. He got the fairy in the party kidnapped because he wanted an ocarina. He's fallen on his face flat in the floor twice, both times accepting his fate and letting the floor take him. He's snorted skeleton dust, according to the rest of the party. As the person playing Mus, I deny that this actually happened, I was just making a joke and they took me seriously. Let's see... He's pick pocketed just because he felt like mugging someone. He's almost gotten the paladin arrested twice in the same session, he chucked the fairy in a jar at the wall, and he temporarily cursed the warlock to have all living creatures be infatuated with them.
