Farm
Drow Bard woke up to a brown haired man standing over him.
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"You wanna explain what your doing on my couch?"
"Resting." Drow Bard said.
"In my living room."
"Where am I?" Drow Bard asked getting up.
"My farm." The man said.
"Goblin Slayer brought you here around midnight." A girl with short red hair and pink eyes said.
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"Oh shit. Man that Waitress knows how to do her job." Drow Bard said.
"We don't allow freeloaders here." Cow Girl's Uncle said.
"Uhh." Drow Bard groaned "Hand me my pack."
Cow Girl passed over the extremely full backpack.
Reaching into it Drow Bard kept digging through it till he found what he was looking for.
"Here. You made breakfast yet? I smell bacon." Drow Bard said handing a black cloth to Cow Girl.
Uncle glared at the drow until Cow Girl gasped. She had unfolded it and it was a 12 foot wide circle. She had touched the silk like fabric and her hand reached into it.
"Uncle its some kind of hole!" Cow Girl said.
They both looked and after some hesitation looked inside.
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Goblin Slayer: Artificer
Fantasygoblin Slayer is smart when it comes to killing goblins. but what if he was smarter? D&D rules for classes so easier for my brain. Time In the underdark. Wizard alive! Priestess loses an eye.
