//------------------------------// // Chapter 1 // Story: Dungeons, Dragons, and...Ponies?! // by Reaper99 //------------------------------// October 15, 2019 Me and my friends were just outside a D&D convention, we agreed to meet new people and play some games before heading home at nine pm. We each had a signature character we would try to use, my character was a level three fighter named Robert Bloodhelm. We entered and split up, I found a group that was using first tier (Levels 1-4) characters, I joined them and my character leveled up to level four before I had to leave. On the way out, I saw a man dressed as the merchant from the resident evil franchise. He had prop weapons and magic items for sale, I saw a nice Flame Tongue Longsword replica and asked for the price. "You have a good eye, I'll give it to you for a hundred bucks." He said. I read enough fanfictions to know what would happen next. "I'll take it." I gave him the money before asking "Have my friends bought stuff from you?" "Yeah, you want to join them?" he asked. "Sure, be sure to send me there as Robert Bloodhelm, he's my Human Fighter." I said before blacking out. I woke up in a bed as Robert Bloodhelm, I had the Flame Tongue I bought from the merchant at my side. I wore a full set of chain mail armor and had a shield strapped to my left arm. I stood up and noticed the shield bore the symbol of the Boros legion and I also had a crimson cape on. "Huh, I wonder..." I said as I picked up the Flame Tongue Longsword and shouted: "Ignite!" The blade then caught on fire, I saw a training dummy to my left and swung my weapon, leaving a burned slash mark on the dummy. I thanked my lucky stars that I learned how to use medieval weapons last summer. "You know how to use that?!" Shouted a voice, I turned and saw a red dragonborn clad in plate armor standing in the doorway. "There goes standard procedure..." "I only learned how to use this last summer, I still have lots to learn." I said "Who are you?" "I'm known as Draken Vol, lord of the Faerunian Displaced, but you can call me Leo." he said. "I'm Robert Bloodhelm, but call me Simon." I said as I sheathed my Flame Tongue. "Come, I will introduce you to the others." Leo said before he gestured me to follow him. We exited and I found that we were in a small town, many people there were adventurers, merchants, or artisans. "How many displaced are here?" I asked as I saw a elven couple play with their children. "About fifty or so, Many of us arrived as adventurers but some were just sent here as merchants, artisans, or nobles." he answered. "Are my friends here?" I asked "The merchant said he sent them here before me." "Are you talking about Isaiah, Luis, Francis, David, and JC?" He asked "They arrived a few hours before you and are currently in the training hall." He said as we walked past a forge, tanning salon, and tavern. "Thanks, I wanted to make sure they were safe." I said "I should practice my swordsmanship, which way is the training hall?" Leo gave me the directions and I went on my way. One Year Later... "-And you know the rest." I finished before drinking from my glass. We were in the tavern, drinking and talking about our experiences over the past year. A whole year of wars, betrayals, and adventures past with little fanfare. We each became a champion of a "I still can't believe you knew you would be displaced, do you regret it?" asked Luis (Alias: Deckard Lionhart) who became a Human Wizard. "Nope!" I said happily. "Anyway, I want tell you what happened during my last adventure-" Began Francis (pseudonym: Kalashnikov the Reliable) the group's Half-Orc Paladin. "He found a Holy Avenger in a dragon's hoard." Interrupted David (sobriquet: Juicy Mcjesus) who turned into a Halfling Monk. "David! I wanted to keep that a secret!" Shouted a now angry Francis. "I bet one of those two will kill the other." Whispered JC (Nickname: Kirov Blizzardbow) our resident Wood-Elf Druid. "That's just mean." Said Isaiah (Aka Richard Demonslayer) the party's Aasimar Cleric. "I'm going to the forge, I need to finish my new shield." I said as I finished my drink. "See ya." I heard Isaiah say as JC and Luis tried to calm down David and Francis. I was at the forge making my new Boros Legion shield since my old one broke during my last battle, which was against a frost giant. I enchanted it with adamantine and mithril to make it stronger. I was heating the shield in preparation for the heat-treat when I heard the tower bells ring. "Shit! Meeting of the adventurers now?!" I said as I tempered my shield. "There's new displaced!" shouted another displaced as she passed the forge. "What? I though new displaced arrive only once a month!" I was confused due to the recent displaced arrivals arriving only a week old. "I don't know, that's probably why there's so much fuss over it." she said before leaving. "Well, lets see who it is this time." I said as I left my newly finished shield on the anvil. I saw everyone crowd around the displacement house, blocking my view, "Oh. My. Gods!" shouted a displaced as he saw the new arrivals. "Holy shit!" shouted another displaced. "What in the nine fucking hells!" Shouted a third displaced as I began making my way through the crowd. "Move!" I shouted as I pushed and shoved my way past many displaced. I got through the crowd and entered the room to see something I hoped I would never see again. Its Twilight (fucking) Sparkle from My Little Pony! "I hate my life..." I said to myself...