Saw One For Alastor And Immediately Knew Who I Wanted Instead

Saw one for Alastor and immediately knew who I wanted instead

Ah shit

So, we started dnd with a campaign based off a book series the dm really likes, and apparently he can't find any fanfiction of it anywhere...

So

Yeah

Someone said to post our sessions (I think this was me) and someone else said to post on Tumblr (this was who the hell knows) and..

Yeah

Now we're here

I'll do one post for each session and we've already had three, so expect more hopefully

(FYI, book series is Arinthian line)

Haven't read it myself but someone else in the party started and I have only heard good things about it 👍

anyway

Characters are-

May: 12 and Atlas: 13 (brother and sister)

Asher: 16? (Random dude they met (still a player))

Rest are the actual characters and/or npc's

Not too many npc's as the dm (as far as I know) does really well with keeping with plot and having cannon characters we enteract with.

So, yeah, first session! :D

(Need fecken food🚶‍♀️)

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Atlas woke to the smell of smoke only to open his eyes to a raging fire not far from him. He leaped out of bed, running around, trying to find what had happened to cause such a flame to take their normally tame home. He leaves his room and looks down the hall not long before he sees the door to his sister's room do the same, her head poking out, mimicking her brother's. They ran to the front door, barely making it out and falling into the snow right outside before some parts of the house started collapsing.

The fire seemed to be only the beginning, as when the two looked out to try to spot their parents, their eyes only landed on the corpses of them, surrounded by guards in strange armor. The king grinning down at said bodies.

"Well damn," A (May's player) stated with a look of half surprise, half amusement at the quick start.

"Uhhh," J (Atlas' player) muttered with a look of slight panic. Yes, he is the one who read the book.

"Well, what do you wanna do?" The dm questioned.

"We should probably try to sneak out" -J with sarcasm.

"Yeeeaah" -A

The siblings, sensing the very clear danger, turned to try to make a quiet getaway.

"Alright, roll for stealth." -dm

"Ah, shit." -A, with a slight history of bad rolls.

Both roll, A successful and J failure.

May, with her smaller form, managed to silently sneak past falling wood and burnt straw with little to no sound, successfully making it to the white woods next to their house. Atlas, not so much, comically stepping on a stick as he passes, looking up to see the alerted guard.

"K, roll a wis save." -dm

J rolls a wisdom save and succeeds.

"Do you look up?" -dm to A

"No, I just look at where he broke the stick" -A, (thinking: with a look of 'wtf, a stick, really?')

One of the guards locks eyes with Atlas. Atlas, for a moment, gets a strange feeling when he sees the guard but quickly brushes it off. He takes off running, attempting to flee in a different direction than his sister. He runs and runs for what feels like forever, the cold air burning his lungs before he hears the guard stop suddenly.

He continues to run for a little longer before slowing down and turning to see that the corpse of a guard had stopped as if there was an invisible wall. It looked forward at him for a moment before turning around and walking back as if it had all never happened.

Atlas stands there stuned for what felt like hours, but couldn't have been minutes. When he gains his composer again, he turns to where he thinks he saw May run off in.

"Roll investigation." -dm

Rolls and it lands low, but not a one, thankfully.

"It takes you a while, but you do find her." -dm

Atlas wondered for what definitely had to be at least an hour or two before hearing sniffling in a bush. He walks over cautiously before spotting his sister's dark, shaggy hair poking out of some leaves.

He walked over, making a little more noise, trying to alert May of his presence. When May's head turned so quick that Atlas felt like his own neck hurt from it, she spotted her brother and rushed over to him, pulling him into a bone crushing hug. She sobbed into his shirt for several minutes, him crying quietly into her hair.

Atlas was the first to get the tears to slow, he knew he needed to stay strong for his sister.

"Yeah, May is balling her eyes out." -A

"Atlas is definitely upset, but he knows he needs to hold it together for now." -J

"What do you guys wanna do now?" -dm

"We should probably set up camp, start a fire." -J

"Let's get closer to the buildings so they think the smoke is just another building." -A

J gives a thumbs up.

Atlas and May managed to gather themselves enough to get a plan for surviving. They got close enough to hide the smoke, but far enough that they didn't have to directly watch their home burn.

Atlas started the fire while May went off to look for edible berries and any other food.

"Roll survival" -dm

A roles and gets a natural 20.

"Hell yeah!" -A

"Holy shit!" -J

"You find everything, you know exactly what's edible." -dm while laughing.

"I got extra training with mom and dad." -A joked.

"You were the bakers favorite, so he taught you much more. As in, he loves you more than his own son." -dm

This caused the whole party to start laughing.

May quickly locates the berries, edible flowers, all with practiced ease. She brings back an arm full and lays them out for her and her brother to start eating.

"Show off," Atlas says, laughing lightly and ruffles May's hair. Atlas was only a year older but always acted more maturely than the typical 12 year old. Atlas knew he had to take charge now, knew he needed to keep his sister safe...

No matter how crazy she acts sometimes.

The next day, they got up, and Atlas led the way back to their, now ash, home. They tried not to think too hard on it as they dug around the remains. Atlas made quick work of finding a strange book. It didn't look like their usual story books, which surprised them, as that was all they ever knew was in their house.

"Wait, THAT book?!" -J

"Yep" -dm

Atlas pockets that for later.

May digs through for any rations.

"Roll investigation."

A rolls, getting a natural 19.

A throws their hands up in victory.

"Yes! I find all the food!"

That night, they had a fire that was burning out with a tent holding in what little heat they had from the soft breeze that felt like it was cutting through them. Atlas was looking over their rations, just talking out loud.

May was at the small opening of the tent, just sitting there, half listening to her brother when something strange caught her eye.

"Roll a d20 real fast." -dm

A rolls, and it lands low. A grimaces.

"You look down and see ice slowly crawling up your finger, barely making it to the knuckle before receding and repeating."

A sits there in confusion then amazing.

"That's so cool!"

May watches as what looks like vines of ice slowly slither up her finger. She wasn't sure what to do, but it didn't matter as she was too stuned to do anything while the ice went back down before rising again.

"Hey.. Atlas?" May attempts to get her brother's attention, but he continues to ramble. She makes a few more calls before yelling at him. He makes a sharp turn to her, still on guard with what happened only a few hours ago.

All train of thought stopped, however, when he looked down at what she was referring to. Just as she was, Atlas was frozen in place, confused before a thought came over him. He rushed over to the book he had pulled from the remains of their home and looked through.

He brought it over to May, showing her where it talks of "Arcanery" and how to control it. This confused them both, weren't their parents just.. well.... what were they? They never seemed to really need anything. This was all thought by Atlas, as May was busy with the seemingly alive ice on her finger.

"This is so cool! Hello little guy!" May leaned in, trying to get a closer look, completely infatuated by it.

"Do you say that?"- dm

"Yeah, it just sounds so cute." -A

"It quickly retreats, as if embarrassed."- dm

"Dang it!"- A

The ice quickly retreated from her finger after the comment. This upset May. She began talking to it, apologizing repeatedly. To any passerby, she looked crazy, talking to nothing.

Atlas went from amazement to confusion at May's choice of passing the time. He went back to reading the book. (The dm has us roll to see how far we get through each chapter, but I can't remember off the top of my head how far we got)

When he got as far as he felt he could for the night, he offered the book to May. She took it with no other words exchanged. She didn't get as far into the book before giving up for the night. They ate their fill of their dinner and attempted to drift to sleep.

:0

My asks are open!

I honestly didn't know how to do that before I just started looking through the settings randomly, and, BOOM!

This is really just a "here's what I'll do" post. There may be some that I haven't written down so feel free to ask about anything and I'll try to respond before the end of the year :)👍

Fandoms I know I can work with:

-Demon Slayer

-Hazbin Hotel

-One Piece

-Httyd (because I don't see enough of these)

-Naruto

Some that I'm less confident in:

-Supernatural

-Mha/Bnha

-Dsmp/Mcyt

-Fnaf

That kinda stuff, really, if you have an idea, just send and I'll see what I can do:)

Have a good day!

Ey, so even after posting those two, I got four others cookin in my drafts, just wanna know who wants what first (I did not specify, crap.. the slave!reader is the one I posted about not too long ago, it's a One Piece slave!reader)

So, I'm supposed to be working on this thing for a friend of mine...

Which I will be doing right after!

But first..

I got the fucking goat WITH the mountain!

I know it's just excess, but it's cool :3

Hazbin hotel :D

These are just some hc of a moth reader's 'interactions' with Val. Das all.

I got this finished earlier today but wanted to post the other first so this might have made a little sense in some strange way. Anyway. @ourmurdermassiah

The True Virgin Tiger Moth (intro)

Reader is in hell for poisoning their (abusive) s/o(and many others)

Reader looks nearly identical to Val, only difference is the eye color and even then, it's a hue off

Surprisingly Christian. Christian conservative. Will read Bible verses to a demon if they start pissing Reader off

Runs a bakery

Routinely steals Val's clothes, just cause

Impersonates Val to steal more of his clothes

Ruins his reputation, again, just cause

Has never actually met face to face with Val

Reader is going to help at the "happy" hotel

Will likely give Angel a panic attack. Or make him angry

Someone will cause tears from the reader. There is no stopping it

Reader is religiously abstinence. Aka, Reader is a virgin.

Reader very much does not like touch

Reader gets along with Rosie and Alastor after they realize that "This isn't Val, this is someone better :D"

Charlie feels bad for Reader for yelling

The first thing you see is red.. everything.. Red sky, red building, red.. people? Your attention is quickly directed to some of the first off-color in this place.

A neon green sign that reads, "Welcome to Hell!" with some letters flickering like the light bulbs haven't been changed in years. The sign seemed to be the only clear thing you could see. Your vision felt as if you were looking through frosted glass.

You attempt to prop yourself up with seemingly extra weight on your sides. When you gaze down, there lies an extra set of arms. You quickly rush over to find some sort of reflective surface, which you find rather difficult with the new, retched sight.

You manage to feel around for a window, finding a rather tall, stylish looking moth staring back. Purple skin, large, pointed teeth, a single gold tooth on the right side of your face.

You collect yourself quickly. You knew you were going to hell after all. You had murdered many. Mainly your horrid s/o, may God rest his soul.

You look down to "see" your bottom set of hands move to a rather obvious praying position, hands clasped in front of you. You couldn't seem to move them apart even if you wanted to. They were out of the way now, so you didn't mind.

As you make your way down the sidewalk, curious about what is here (smiling all the while), you watch people quickly rushing around (running away from you), hearing every now and again a loud bang with a chorus of screams.

"Everyone is so lively here!" you hum to yourself.

You "look" around for a bit longer before carefully making your way to what seemed to be a clothing store if you were to guess.

Before you get the chance to go inside, a flyer flew against your leg. When you manage to catch it, you see that it looks to be advertising some sort of building? You have to look incredibly close to the poster, clutching the edges of it and squinting your eyes in an attempt to clear your vision (unknowing of the worry everyone around you has for the poor soul that made the poster).

It seems to be requesting... something... for the- "Mappy Motel"? "Hally Halol"? You smack yourself, laughing lightly, when you realize how close you were the first time.

While the name was still rather strange to you for Hell, "Happy Hotel" makes more sense than the others.

You pocket the poster for later when you have a better understanding of what is around you. And with that, you stroll into the store next to you.

You make your way up to a counter swiftly despite your sight disadvantage, and before you can even raise your hand to request some services, a group of three rush over to you.

"Everything is ready for you, sir," one mumbled. "Sir"? You had only just arrived, and you were getting honorifics? Granted, the wrong ones, but they were clearly helping YOU, so, what were you to do?

Accept whatever help they give, obviously.

They were quick to hand you a pair of glasses that honestly didn't seem like they'd do much, but to humor them, you took a look through them. And goodness, were you glad you did.

It was as if someone had finally turned on the defrost for the frosted windshield. You could see!

You couldn't celebrate first too long as quickly after, a coat was moved onto your shoulders. Or, at least, they tried to. It was now that you realized just how tall you are now.

To try to help, you bend down a little, but that seemed to startle them for some reason. You don't get the chance to apologize before a rather large hat is placed on your head, and they back away with a quick bow.

You smile again and swiftly turn to leave. You aren't sure what all just happened and want to leave before anything else occurs to make it feel like you shouldn't be there. You give a quick thanks and exit out the door.

It's after the door is shut, and you have already walked a ways down the street before you remember the flyer you found. With your new sight, you retrieve it and get to reading.

You skim through it, finding many strange colors that look like they wouldn't work well together, but the thought was nice. The flyer explains that there is a hotel on the edge of the "pride ring" that is accepting all who wish to be redeemed.

You look at it for a long moment, a mental debate before you make your decision.

You have no interest in being redeemed, but you have no issue in helping others who may want it. And so, you head over to one of the few who are left around you. They seemed to be a humanoid lizard, somehow seeming weak in your eyes.

"Excuse me? Do you have a moment?" You wave at him, catching his attention easily. He looks around before pointing to himself in a confused manner. "Yes! You!" He gains a fearful look. What for?

You make it over to him and show him the flyer. "Do you know where I can find this hotel?"

He points a shaky finger over to a tall building in the distance. It looks run down but definitely has potential. You give the man a nod of thanks and begin walking.

First day in Hell, and somehow, you can't wait for the next. You get the feeling this is gonna be fun.

And.. why do you feel like someone is cursing you out?