High School Humor
Context: My highschool’s teacher has begun to run a d&d group. To let everyone ease into the game, we’re playing in the forgotten realms, with pre made characters and things of the like. We have finally returned to a town after a long day of questing, only to be greater by a flock of silver and black dragons crashing into the town manor. Our Bard and Sorcerer, the latter of the two being a silver dragonborn himself, convince the party to help the dragon and kill the swarm of humans attacking it. We do just that, and are now talking to the rider of the silver dragon, who is recruiting us for his army.
Knight-Rider: “…So will you join the army and save the continent?”
Bard: “Yes indeed!”
Paladin (me): “Wait, if I join this army, do I get my own holy dragon to ride?”
Knight-Rider: “Well, we’re low on silver dragons… Unless you are deemed important, that’s going to be a no.”
Me: “Well, could I ride (sorcerer) instead?”
DM, ooc: “I don’t care what happens after school, just keep it out of our session for now.”