Daara Dargunson
Mental characteristics
Sexuality
Demi-Pansexual
Failure
.... Death.... Why didn't I try harder? I was worried that if I didn't kill the Thay, that they would kill more of my friends. Could I have saved them? Why didn't I try harder? If I did any different, would someone else had died? Would all of us have died? Would I have died? ... Could I have prevented this if I had spoken up against this plan? What if I wasn't so distracted when we were discussing this. I can't fail my friends anymore. ... We just met them and couldn't protect them. ... how can we save and protect others if we can't even protect our own? ...
Did I Really?
Something feels odd. I didn't remember drinking the Gut buster until someone said something about it. It seems odd that that we all drank it down there. I mean we went to talk to the man about getting rid of our ghost and went to confront him. Then we got distracted by that ungodly alcohol. I guess that is what happened. I remember that happened. Memories can't be changed but it does seem odd that even Urku drank it. I don't know. Maybe we are all crazy. Maybe we have a death wish. Maybe both.
Also we are going to the Fall of Tiamat! I'm so excited. First excited about the show. Maybe I can learn more about dragons and where my father came from! I also get to dress up! I got a beautiful purple dress and I look so great! Also everyone is going to look so good as well. Also there is a contract or a gig. Eh, that is secondary to the outfits and the show. I hope that nothing interrupts the show. I will be very upset
Upset dragon belly
I am so excited. Ulkoria with her metal suit man came by and offered me a legit job. I'm a fire fighter! Yay more money to help fund our inn's decoration.
Also I would like some new clothing. I want to really lean into the dragon mage aesthetic. After all I am a half dragon. Upon further reading about brass dragons, I learned why I may be as charismatic as I am. Brass dragons love to talk, just like me. I love to talk. I hope I can learn to be a great host. I hope my father would be proud unlike my mother's people. After talking with Rishaal, I learned that Bahamut and Tiamat might actually be real. Amazing. My mother's family came from a different realm where they do not believe in gods and are intolerant of people that have different views. It is so interesting. Also Urku is a paladin of Bahamut so he must get his powers from somewhere. I hope I get to learn more about all of this. Also Rishaal keeps asking me about my family. Seeing that all my family are the dull dragonborn, my brass is unusual to say the least. Also my sorcery powers increasing are very uncommon in my clan. He is very curious. We haven't talked about my father yet. I am unsure whether or not to bring it up.
So we were all hanging out in the dining area at night. Scorch and Marlaia were on opposite sides of the room. The tension and angst is just too much. I can't handle this. This must be resolved now before I get acid in my stomach. The last time this happened, we had to build a new barn since I accidentally torched the other one. Finally everything is out in the open. I think I need to be more mindful of Marlaia feeling like she is being a bother. She isn't, but she is too hard on herself. Also Scorch needs to have things broken down like Igris. We can handle that. I feel better now. I should still find some soda or some calcium chews to be safe. We cannot have this much social anxiety right now.
Speaking of anxiety, now they want to go break into that warehouse. I don't want to do this. Maybe I'll just tag along and watch from a safe distance to prevent a fire. Especially since arson was mentioned. Oh no... the stomach ache is back. I think I'm going to play my bagpipes to help my tummy. My tummy always feels better when I play my bagpipes.
What an interesting day
Today was an interesting day of shopping and meeting the neighbors. Most of them are rather interesting. I am do not see myself doing much business with many of them as their prices are pretty steep, but they seem like good neighbors. The elemental folks seem like a fun couple. Marlaria seems taken with all of them. I wonder if it she hasn't seen many of them before. I feel bad about cutting her off, but I am so tore up about the possible squatters. Who else would be causing this much chaos in an abandoned house? I will need to touch base with her later and make sure that she is good.
Also there is an amazing metallic dragonborn who is a sorcerer. He said that he will try to help teach me about unlocking some sorcery abilities. I believe his name is Rishaal. Maybe I can open up to him about my possible father. It is weird and is just a rumor/taunt that my family used, but I do believe it.
We met our Inns ghosts. I never believed in ghosts, but I am so happy they are real. I like them a lot. I think they can really help us run the in.
I am so excited about tomorrow.
The Bathhouse and the Inn
Today we went to most amazing place! It smelled lovely. We went to Mother Tathlorn's House of Pleasure. I want to live there! It was so free and liberating. I got to be naked the whole time. I don't understand the folks that hate being naked. I guess they just see sex in nakedness. I'm glad our party isn't like that. We can just hang out and be buddies.
.... Wait.... Raener and Flune are getting awfully cozy. I need to find out more. Aw... They'll be a cute couple soon enough, if they aren't already. What else is going on. Marlaia is sinking in a pool while looking at Scorch. That's interesting. She has been acting strange towards him. I mean he is giant fireman, and she is some kind of tiefling. I guess that makes sense that a tiefling would be intrigued by an otherworld being. ...What else..... Oh no Igris is going to try to steal that towel. I need to talk to the owner of the establishment to buy that towel or get something else for him to carry food. I want to come back here. ... Okay I thought I failed that persuasion but maybe I'm getting better at this whole talking to people thing. It must be my bug balm. This stuff has magical powers I swear. ..... Erik looks uncomfortable. I need to help him feel better so that he will not retreat and return to perseived safety and comfort of crime. ... Good that worked to get him out of his shell. Oh Scorch is apologizing for trying to kill me. I don't know how to speak his language and I want to convey it personally. I grab his shoulder and touch his forehead. That should work. It's okay.
Marlaia pulls me aside. She is shaken up. Strange. She starts talking about the inn. I thought it was great. Maybe tieflings are strange with nudity. Oh it's not that. Oh it's her knocking that guy in the head. No need in being shaken up over it now. He is dead after all and she obviously had a good reason. What's that reason? A bit fuzzy on the reason. He might do something? That's not that great of a reason. Oh she's protecting this guy's family from the flying snake people. I get that. She was taking care of their kids. That's fine. Let me calm her. I will calm her how I calm the sheep. Touch forehead. There there. Yeah that will do it. *Runs off* Awesome I am a great counselor. Maybe I can do that later.
Volo isn't paying us with the money he promised us, but he gave us an Inn? I'm excited. I don't want to run a brothel, but I do like the general feel of it. I would assume though that erroring on the side of clothing required would get us more business. I am so excited. I never had a place of my own before that I didn't have to share with sheep. So let's get to mending! ... Wait it is haunted? Well That's interesting
Death Expanded
Strange how something that you thought of so often growing up is so much colder in actuality. Being the only dragonborn with a tail and metallic leads to lonely life. I always wanted a family that loved me, but all I got was a mother who blamed me for my father's trickery. How could I help that my father tricked my mother into believing that he was a dragonborn instead of detestable dragon. But why are dragons detestable? My family and my entire clan believe so, but of course they also believe me to be a constant reminder of their pain and hatred for dragons. Not sure why. Some say that they created and enslaved us. Some say that dragons tricked people into fucking them like my mother. Still others say Bahamut created us. I'm not sure if there is a Bahamut or any Gods, but they don't give a damn about me if they are out there. I guess that is why I am here. I tried to help by casting bane on the Squidface man and Ogre, but it wasn't enough. It is never enough. Was never enough. Not for my family who never wanted me. Not for my new found friends who likely are dying now. Nor for my father who never showed his face. I just saw his tail throughout my life. I wish I could know him, but mainly to learn why he didn't come for me when I hatched and was cast out with the farm animals. I know he gave me part of my powers. Sorcery is within me, but I went to the bard college to escape my life. Three Strings helped me more than he can ever know. Too bad I will never get to let him know.
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I smell meat.... What is the after life this smelly?
"Hello."
Igiris saved me? And Urku? Tiny dragons that are mightier than my dragonborn elders. Maybe they are closer to dragons than even me.
I want to explore. I have a new zeal for life. Hey Marlaria is here. Maybe I can ask her about the man she killed in the bar. I am curious as to what evil must have been consuming him and what he must have done or was planning to do. ... Right now is likely not the best time. I'm out of spells and if that conversation goes poorly I will need to be able to defend myself. I do not wish to feel the cold emptiness of death for a long time.
A Harper's Life for Me
I always wanted a life of adventure with friends. The other dragonborn mistrusted me because of my bastard origins. I just wish I knew who my real father was. Anyway that all changed weeks ago when Three Strings brought me into the Harpers. Now I'm a harper, but I wasn't really given any training. Three Strings was going to teach me, but I got a little distracted. That barmaid really liked him and by damn I needed to help my buddy get him a person. That would be a great adventure. He had taken a liking to her. ... Maybe there was a mission there, but maybe he did say his business was on a need to know basis.
Anyway that was when those bugs came. I'm so glad I packed my bug spray. I would have been dead without it. I never leave home without my salve. Anyway, I ended up on an adventure with the 2 cutest little dragons I've ever seen. One is very proper, and the other is not. I always wanted a family or at least nephews that wouldn't throw rocks at me and call me bastard bitch. So far so good.
So looking back, a harper should have been sneaky and came up with a plan to sneak up on the enemies and get the information/loot without being seen. But I am still on orientation and my partner thought I was ready to go out on my own. I wish there was a manual on how to be a harper. Maybe instead of knocking and loudly announcing myself, maybe next time I open the door and throw a chair in so they are distracted by the chair. Yes, that would totally work. Maybe I could play them a tune and it makes them forget they are getting ambushed. Yeah. Next time.
