Dungeons and Dragons: A How to
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Last published Mon, Sep 17, 2018
You enter the tavern, a little bell tinkling in the silence. Behind the bar, an older gentleman with an impeccable mustache and a fancy shirt, vest, and slacks is busy cleaning a mug.
He glances towards your entrance, then returns to his mug, "I'm sorry, but we're closed today. The most recent shipment of ale and food got stuck in a landslide down at the other side of Riverbend."
"I'm not here for lunch." You answer, striding over to the counter and plopping down on one of the stools, "I'm here to learn how to D&D."
The man, whose name tag reads as Gerald, slows his work down and places the mug on the counter in front of you, clean as crystal. He puts his arms on the bar, looking around before meeting your eye, voice low, "So what you are telling me is that, ah... you want to be an adventurer."
"Yes."
"Travel the lands? Fight monsters? Become the hero?"
"Yes."
A wry grin spreads across Gerald's face, and he nods, "Alright then. Let's get started."
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