Chapter One - Same Frames

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             "Of course!" I shot up almost leaping out of the hard, dented chair. " I wouldn't have bothered comming if i didn't know how to play, i'm not gonna rain down on your party with no expirience." I murmured, sitting back down.

      He stuck his hand out, his blue eyes smiling."I'm Edwin, or you can call me..." he gaze drifted to his character sheet and back up,"Kavan!"                                               

           "I'm Cora, or yuri for my character." I shook his hand and the whole table seemed to lighten up except mister hostile glasses. I would have made up a million nick names for him by the end of this. The table introduced themsleves.

            Next to Edwin was Kyle, an obvious caffine addict, it was easy to tell with all the coffe cups around his arms. After Kyle  at the other head end of the table was Mark with bottle cap glasses and long blonde hair tied back in a long ponytail, he reminded me of an elf. Besides me sat the gentle toned Cole.

    I looked at the mister grumpy pants next to me for a name. He shot me the evil eyes, "Rogan," he mumbled shaking his dice.

          "Pardon?" I asked.

          "My name is Rogan," he barked and looked away from me and spoke to the table as a whole. "Character creation for the next two or three meetings." They all reached into their bags and pulled out pencils, erasers, character sheets and guide books and more dice of course. Rogan shot me a look.

          "You didn't even come prepared?" he accused.

           I reached into my bag and pulled it all out. " Of course I came prepared," I shot back, smirking. He roared into laughter, almost knocking his seat over, the others just stared wide eyed at my pile of stuff.

          "What?" I asked.

          Rogan snatched at my pile and held up a blue box. My mouth fell open as I looked from my poor beat up shoulder bag to my box of tampons in his large hand.

     "A little too prepared?" He laughed. I grabbed my box from his grasp and shoved it into my bag.

          My face flushed red. "Sorry," I whispered and started putting my pencil box, dice and whatever else I had needed into the carrier. I began to stand up when a hot hand burned through my hoodie as it held my forearm.

          "I was just joking, geeze sit back down, no need to freak out and PMS." He chuckled at that and released his grip on my arm and everyone started bumbling again.

    I let out a breath i didn't know was holding in and sat back down embarrased, pulling out my gear minus the femine stuff and started to create with my fellow nerds.

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         Three hours later and a lot of eraser shavings, I was a half elf druid named Yuri Kane with a high intelligence, constitution and charisma. Cole was a halfing (half gnome and dwarf) wizard named Eldon Tealeaf. Edwin a proud human  Cleric called Kavan, Kyle was a full elf who happened to also be a wizard like Cole. Mark, a fourth gerneration character called Eladrin, kinda alien looking elf  called Immeral.

          Most of us were all neutral good or neutral except Edwin who was Chaotic. Rogan was also a fourth generation creature. A tiefling. A humanoid with demon features like horns and satin's tale. It suited him. Just to top it off he was an assasin called Therai, he also just happened to be our dungeon master.

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