i sing with harps

The poor receptionists

So my players are in a port city after finding out they got some business there. The party consists of a half elf bard, half elf rogue, a monk taxabi(catfolk), a monk kenku, and a human wizard\warlock.

The offices they go to are right next to each other. At the first office, in the main lobby the kenku and monk harass the gnome receptionist by pretending to shoot the kenku and the kenku making annoying noises. When they go to the second office, the receptionist there (the first ones twin sister) did her best to ignore them to deny a audiance with a academic counsol (they insulted the wizard’s sanity).

Receptionist: (ignores)

Taxabi: i jump on the desk and nuzzle her face. (Proceeds to act this out by nuzzling my face).

Kenku: While she does that i’m going to make random noises that annoy people. (Acts out some sounds)

Bard: i sit on her desk and play every catchy song i can think of on my harp. (Sings some fricking song)

Wizlock: i start shouting all the reasons why i should be allowed an audiance. (Proceeds to act THIS out.)

Rogue (sitting next to me, acting this all out): *leans in* i can make them stop, just give us entry and an audience… (Repeats similar phrases).

This goes on for a bit, the gnome somehow ignoring them all. They do not pause in their acting in character the entire time. Then the taxabi remembers that she is wearing eyes of charming.

TM: i lean in front of her and cast charm person with my glasses. “Click”

Gnome passes the wisdom save.

TM: i lean in closer… And try again. “Click.”

Gnome passes again, barely this time.

TM: “Click.”

The Poor receptionist gets a nat 1, which they all see since they are all literally watching me roll.

They cheer as i shout in frustration but laugh at the same time. I am thinking of how to do this as they contiune on, then i smirk as i then shout out as loud as I can…

“FINE!”

I never seen them so happy to until then. I love my group so much.

captain-rez  asked:

30. When it comes to the arts (music, film, theater, etc), what does your character like?

“I love all of it! I was really raised to appreciate the arts. I took ballroom dancing, painting, harp, piano, and singing lessons all while growing up. And we would go to the theatre to see many different sorts of performances. Though it’s been a while since I have gone to see something…mostly ah…due to my last relationship, the arts are something I’m actually quite passionate about.”

anonymous asked:

I love the way he says 'and bought LOADS' actually I love anything this man says🤷‍♀️

!!!! I can’t even type out the way he says that word but the way he speaks is so melodic. Like candy and singing birds and harps and baritones and gruff. I love it.

The Adventures of Sutha, the Half-Orc Bard

A little context: my little brother DMs and 3 of 4 of my campaigns I’ve played are with him. Our dad and step mom expressed interest in trying D&D, so he and I gave them the introduction to playing. I have an undying love for Druids, but I decided to try something new this time. Insert my pure-shenanigans character, Sutha the Half-Orc Barbarian. Low intelligence, lower wisdom, high charisma and constitution. My proposal of this character was “They love music, but are not the greatest player. For whatever reason though, people love it.” Cue our introduction:

DM: So, you are all in a tavern in the evening. Why has each of your characters chosen to be there, and what are they doing?

Dad (the blue dragonborn ranger): I’m looking for someone. I am sitting in a dark corner watching everyone.

Stepmom (elf druid with the sage background): I’m in the city looking for knowledge, and stop by the tavern. I settle at the bar.

Me: I am of course, standing on a table, playing a song on my harp, singing along– I should mention, Sutha cannot sing– and when i finish each song, I down a pint of ale, and begin anew. There is a steadily growing pile of empty tankards around my feet.

DM: How big are you? How much do they weigh?

Me: uhhh… 200lbs, and 6ft 7.

DM: Roll to see if the table holds your weight.

*rolls a 17*

DM: Well, okay then. It is rocking back and forth a lot, but seems to be holding. Roll constitution to see how well you hold your liquor.

*rolls a 15+ 3*

DM: Theres a dozen or so tankards at your feet, and you’re slightly buzzed, but otherwise are fine.

I’m trying to let our parents take it upon themselves to push the introductions, let them find reasons for us to all interact, encouraging them to start roleplaying. I’m using my ridiculous character to make them laugh and get rid of any nervousness. It’s going slowly, my step mom is very quiet, but my dads getting right into character and playing around with voices. Finally, after about 5 minutes of awkward bumbling, I decide to try and give them an opening.

Me: At this point, my table breaks under me.

DM: *Smiling* roll dex saving throw.

Me: * rolls 18+3*

We all laugh.

DM: the table splits clean down the middle, the tankards land all upright, and you land on your feet on top of them.

Me: I look down in shock, and then cheer loudly over the hushed silence, arms raised in the air. I down another pint and start a new song.

Eventually the DM intervened, inserting an NPC who drags us on a quest. I tried, anyways.

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