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The Secrets of the Ancient Ones: A Dungeons and Dragons Story
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Ongoing, First published Jan 19, 2021
Breyola Goldshade came from humble beginnings. She was born to a young halfling couple on the outskirts of a small farming town. Her parents owned a farm and grew swamp plants before selling them in town. Unfortunately, tragedy struck as she grew up. The poor town fell to ruin, causing the farm to loose customers as people moved out. To keep her family somewhat afloat, Breyola went into town and began working at a tavern where she met a traveling bard. This bard was quick to take her in and mentor her on a couple of instruments, mainly the viol. Before long, music became her escape and she quit her job at the tavern to become a bard herself. At eighteen, she was finally able to perform at an advanced enough level to continue her craft on her own. To celebrate her success, her bard mentor gifted her his viol before moving on and leaving the town. Breyola, meanwhile, moved out of her parents and into her own place.

Breyola continued to perform gigs on various instruments, her go to instrument being the viol. She sent a majority of her earnings back to her parents, only keeping enough to pay for her own essentials. One night, while she was sleeping, her beloved viol was taken from her apartment, the thief only leaving behind a broken sting. Determined to get it back, she sets off, traveling through cities and towns and performing on her spare instruments and student viol, all in search of her missing viol.

One morning, after drinking, dining, and performing at the Drunken Dragon while on her journey, Breyola meets a curious tiefling, a fiery elf, and a humble dwarf. After overhearing about goblin attacks and the need to form a party, the elf drags Breyola, the dwarf, and the tiefling into forming one. Follow this energetic group as they set out in this D&D Story.
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