Youve Been Playing Fields Of Mistria Too???? :O

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You’ve been playing fields of mistria too???? :O

YES??? LIKE NONSTOP OMFG WHO IS UR FAV

Oh my GOSH THIS IS SO CUTE ANDHDJSNSBSH THANK YOUUU I love this so much 😭

Hi! I saw your post about asking moots who play Mistria to send you a request- is it okay if I send one? (Feel free to delete if not)

Could I request Eiland teaching you to play Dungeons and Drama ? I really wanna join in with them on game nights :c no pressure, though! And thank you :D

SUMMARY: eiland walks you through balor's D&D campaign.

COMMENTS: oh when i tell you i had a BLAST with this one. IVE NEVER PLAYED D&D HAVE MERCY ON ME. winter yearning is getting to me bad i miss cold weather. it makes me feel shit.

Eiland’s hand is warm in yours as you enter the Inn, the crisp night air rushing into the toasty warm building. Eiland takes great care in making sure you get inside first, his eyes trained on the scarf he wrapped around your neck and the cloak he let you borrow (read: forced you to wear.)

His chilly hands brush the bare skin of your neck as he adjusts the scarf, brow pinched in concentration. He looks so lovely when he takes care of you, pretty lips pulled into a cute frown and eyes focused entirely on you.

“Eiland, love, I’m okay.” you place your equally chilly hands over his, your mouth barely peeking out over the scarf.

He exhales softly, meeting your gaze, “I’m sorry darling, I just wanted to make sure—”

“Hey lovebirds! Over here!” a voice you recognize as Balor’s calls out to you, and when you turn he’s sitting at their usual table and waving you over.

It seems the rest of the players left two empty seats right next to each other, much to your embarrassment and Eiland’s delight.

“Well, Balor’s the DM this time around?” Eiland says, sounding far less soft than when he was talking to you, “It’ll be interesting to see what you have in store for us!”

You tune out the small talk, thanking Eiland quietly as he pulls out a chair for you, then sits down himself. The details of your character you made with Eiland rotate through your mind like a windmill, and you make doubly sure you haven’t forgotten a single thing. He was all too excited to help you pick out a race and a class and a bunch of other words you weren’t exactly sure about, he helped you roll for certain attributes and chatted your ears off about what each roll meant.

You were delighted to see him so excited. To think people got tired of his rambling about artifacts and history and fantasy. To think you were special enough for him to tell you everything first. To think you were sitting with him now, at the end of your fourth year in Mistria, planning on staying here forever and never seeing the capital again.

To think you found the love of your life here, in a town you came to help out with the promise of land.

“Are you ready, darling?” Eiland asks, smiling brighter than the lights in the Inn as he takes your hand, squeezing it.

You feel a surge of affection crash over your, your lips spreading into a wobbly, lovesick smile.

Oh, he looks so pretty.

“Yeah, yeah I am.” you reply, relaying the characteristics of your character and proudly showing off the dice set Eiland procured for you.

Balor jokingly offers to buy them off of you, saying they’re as pretty as real gemstones, but Eiland shoots that idea down faster than you can open your mouth.

And the campaign begins.

I’m just a girl 🫶

You’ve been playing fields of mistria too???? :O

YES??? LIKE NONSTOP OMFG WHO IS UR FAV

(to TWST book 7) are you telling me that Lilia’s perfect dream is one in which Malleus, Silver and Sebek do not yet exist

THEY DELAYED IT I THINK???

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