╰┈➤ Race Sub-class: Infernal Tiefling
╰┈➤ Age: 29
╰┈➤ Gender: Guess
╰┈➤ Alignment: Neutral Evil
╰┈➤ Pronouns: She/Her
╰┈➤ Height: 196 cm
╰┈➤ Weight: 87 kg
╰┈➤ Class: Rogue
╰┈➤ Background: Wayfarer
Silas' Journal:
Went out with a party and a Red hooded girl that hired us to accompany her, went along for the money. Missed my shot a lot, pissed me off, I might go eat out my misery in the tavern.
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Hakon Dent, specifically in a tavern
Who did you meet?
-Fellow Tiefling
-Flirtatious Drunkard who keeps pretending he is weak
-Guy that transforms into a bunny
-My clown friend, Bonk :)
We went with the hooded girl, I didn't know why the rest of the party just agreed without asking much. But it wasn't my problem so I didn't ask much, not like I can, I still don't trust them enough to speak. We went into a tavern, didn't pay much attention until we were ambushed, I missed my shots a lot, pissed me off. So for the last guy standing, I draw my bow two times. One I aimed my shot into his chest, unsatisfied, I drew yet again and this time aimed it at his forehead. It hit and he fell, made me overjoyed to say the least. Oh and there was a loud howling, my poor ears :(, and another werewolf, there are so many of them--- the werewolves I mean, waltz in... He handed us 120 gp each... WELP. Guess Im kinda rich now!
Also my mask chipped, mental note to go by that new magical shop for a new one.