Session 1 CliffsNotes 1/13/22

DM: Brandon; Players: Rio, Joel, Michael, Trent, Josh
 
Hoods are removed from our heads. We are in a dark, damp cavern. There’s cheering in the distance. All equipment has been removed, we are in rags. Our ankles are shackled to each other with 10 ft of chain between each of us. Surrounded by several hobgoblins.
 
A table in the center with weapons and magical foci:
4 daggers
4 maces
1 net
4 shields
4 short swords
4 spears
4 scimitars
4 whips
4 quarterstaffs
Assortment of foci (including a silvery gold orb and a stuffed squirrel)
 
Lineup:
Rio: Deandra Windfall Reynoldsson - Female Aarakocra Monk

5’ tall, half of which is legs. Pale skin except for the orange on my face. Covered with white feathers other than black around the wings and tail and sticking up from my head. I use a head quill to take notes on myself.

Quarterstaff

Trent: Fresident Nacho Shaykahbaybie - Male Goliath Cleric

7’3” very built barbaric man. Gray ashen skin. Ripped/very muscular. Very stoic expression. Dark penetrating eyes of undetermined color. Dark brown hair - Bald on top, ring around crown (monk style), long in back (mullet). His rag tank top strap broke when flexing R shoulder.

Quarterstaff & gold/silver orb focus

Joel: Geppetto - Male Forest Gnome Druid

Very old. Dirty. Brown hair and eyes. 28lbs, 3' tall. Has gnome-sized rags that are dirtier than everyone else’s. Offers goodberries to everyone after he has his focus.

Stuffed squirrel focus

Josh: Queso Blanco - Male Wood Elf Warlock

6' tall, purple hair, tanned skin, green eyes. Suave/ripped/muscular/skinny/slender. Rags are a crop top and shorts. Hung a dead starfish on the front of his shirt. Likes to look cool.

Quarterstaff and focus and short sword

Michael: Ja’ Deite - Female Earth Genasi Ranger

Her rags look couture on her. Sexy, like they’ve been strategically ripped. Not as well endowed as Michael wanted. DM requests roll for it. B cups. 5’7”, slender, fit physique. Dark skin with greenish tint, full head of fiery copper hair, green eyes that reflect like emeralds in the light.

Scimitar & Shield

We are led through a tunnel, hobgoblin tells us we are property of Gladwin Greger and are prisoners to provide entertainment in the arena.
 
Gladwin Greger = Pirate who owns Greger’s Grotto. Human male, bald, thick red beard. (Only Joel knows who he is)
 
The arena has 40’ vertical walls of stone. The ground is dirt and sand and blood. A viewing area has been hewn from the rock. No roof, open sky above. We battle another group of prisoners (6, unchained). They refuse not to fight and believe escape is impossible. We whoop their asses. Trent introduces us as the Cloacas to Greger and is proud that he learned that word from “the wisest creature in the world.” He is the wisest in his village for learning the word and that “It is the thing between your legs that whoopsies come out of.” We are disarmed again (Joel fights to keep his squirrel to no avail) and have started to be led back to the prison.
 
Notes:
At this time we only know Nacho’s name. I do not know races or classes specifically. Michael is already antagonizing Josh. Josh speaks Goblin. Joel knows who Gladwin Greger is but chose not to share with anyone. Trent tells us he’s a soldier. Josh mentions he wishes he was with his warriors.