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Aria Hawklight

"Well, this could have been timed a bit better."

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a character in “Dungeons and Drag-AAAAAH!!!”, as played by ABC

Description

REAL NAME: Alex C. Defoe Image

Basic:
CHARACTER NAME: Aria Hawklight
CHARACTER AGE: 13
CHARACTER HEIGHT: 4'8
CHARACTER GENDER: Female (much to the player's annoyance, given current circumstances)
CHARACTER RACE: Human
CHARACTER CLASS: Magical Girl (homebrew)
CHARACTER RELIGION: None. It isn't that she doesn't believe in them, the powers of clerics, paladins, and other divinely powered people make it clear that they do exist. Aria just doesn't feel the need to worship them.

HP Max/Current: 12 / 12
Experience: 20
EXP LEVEL: 0

STRENGTH: 6
DEXTERITY: 16
CONSTITUTION: 10
INTELLIGENCE: 18
WISDOM: 10
CHARISMA: 20

Experience (Changeable by EXP):
Acrobatics: +6
Perception: +0
Bluff: +5
Disguise: +5
Intimidate: +5
Sense Motive: +1
Survival: +0
Swim: -2
Melee Combat: -2 (+3 with Trait)
Ranged Combat: +3


Equipment:
Gold: 100 coins
Food: 10 meals
Weapon: Warhammer (Device. Appears as a large croquet mallet.)
Misc:

Traits:
Encyclopedic Polymath: In real life, Alex is quite bright, and exceptionally well read, making him a sort of intellectual jack-of-all-trades, capable both of explaining the decline of the Inca empire and arguing thermodynamics in an expanding universe. When allowed by the GM, he may use his real-life knowledge in place of that of his character.

Friend-Making Magic: It's hard to tell exactly what it is, but people tend to have a hard time disliking Aria, at least on a personal level, and in fact many find themselves talking with her more readily than they would otherwise. Maybe it's the light that all Magical Girls carry within themselves, maybe it's her personality, or maybe it just related to how tiny and cute she is. Regardless of the reason, Aria makes friends surprisingly easily, and her enemies (or as she prefers to call them "people with ideological differences that have yet to be reconciled with her own") are generally creatures that hate all humanoids, are genuinely puppy-killing-just-cause-I-can evil, or simply require sustenance. Aria receives a +1 to all acts of diplomacy or friend-making.

Strike True: As any Halfling will tell you, it isn't how powerfully you strike, it's how well. Aria interprets this a bit differently than most. Instead of striking with care and precision, like the Rogues who often tell you that, she instead puts force into her actions in spite of her comparative lack of muscles by throwing her entire body weight into them, exerting the maximum possible amount of force with each effort. In game terms, this means that she can use Dexterity in place of Strength in many situations, including melee attacks.

Special Attack:
Friendship Through Superior Firepower: The villain is defeated, his diabolical plans foiled, and he himself thoroughly knocked about. And by a little girl, no less! Now all that remains is for him to die, presumably at the hands of the brat now approaching him. But what's this? Instead of a blade to the throat she extends her hand in friendship even now. And if he can be forgiven of all he's done, or rather, attempted to do, perhaps her insanely idealistic hogwash holds a bit of merit. It did, after all, provide her with the strength to beat him senseless.

This is one of the defining attributes of a Magical Girl. They rarely, if ever, hold any true malice for their opponents, and will usually give them the chance to redeem themselves if they can, an offer that people tend to be inclined to accept, having just been whacked repeatedly over the head with an oversized weapon. In gameplay terms, this means that Aria receives a +2 bonus to diplomatic or friendly interactions with creatures that the party has defeated, within reason of course, randomly beating people up grants no bonus, and the subject must now be being treated at least moderately well (this stacks with other possible bonuses resulting from the situation). The bonus goes up to +4 if Aria defeated the enemy personally.

So begins...

Aria Hawklight's Story

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Character Portrait: The Dungeon Master Character Portrait: Captain Tong Character Portrait: Aria Hawklight

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Captain Tong winced at his friend's screams of pain. Even though he'd no idea that would happen, nor any reason to come to the conclusion that it was even a possibility, he also couldn't help but feel guilty. "Ah, sorry ma'am. Don't ye worry, me and the wunderkind here'll have things sorted out shortly."

These words of assurance sounded flimsy even to the former captain's mechanical hearing apparatuses, though how much of that was due to how badly his two accents had mangled the German word he wasn't sure, and he looked to the person beside him for confirmation.

It was hard to believe, well all of this was really, but this was especially so, that this young girl in commoner's clothing, shuffling along next to him and looking down at her feet, had only this very morning been his little brother, again shuffling along and looking at his feet, but presumably for a different reason. Noticing that she (he? it? they? Ugh, pronouns were going to be a pain in the hindquarters) was expected to add something to this, the smallish blonde, well, those aspects were at least unchanged, looked up. "Well, I suppose that, for the moment at least, following the king's request would be the best course of action. His offer of a reward was just vague enough that it might be a prompt for a way to get ourselves out of here."

What she deliberately failed to mention for the moment was that there was absolutely no in-universe reason to explain why the king would even think that they would want that sort of thing as payment, let alone actually somehow possess that kind of ability. That probably wasn't the most helpful thing to bring up at the moment.

"Alright then, that sounds like a plan."

After a little while of walking, Tong again turned to Aria. "So... where exactly are the sewers." The two stopped abruptly. "I was following you." "I thought you'd have figured out by now that that isn't commonly a good idea." The Magical Girl gave an exasperated sigh, at which Tong was barely able to suppress a laugh, and replied with "Fine then. Stay here, I'll ask someone."

And she was off before he could even ask why he shouldn't be the one asking. Probably for the better anyway, considering that there were just too many answers to give in reply, some of them being, but not limited to, he was sort of dressed like a pompous rogue, which he sort of was, he didn't have as high of an in-character charisma, and finally, he was a freaking robot made of gold.

Looking around, Aria attempted to find someone who'd likely be both willing to listen to what she had to ask, and be as helpful as possible.

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Character Portrait: The Dungeon Master Character Portrait: Captain Tong Character Portrait: Aria Hawklight

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The Dungeon Master found herself, again, unable to control her speech. "Perception + d20." She seemed to talk to herself, though everyone could still hear. It appeared that her mind was rolling a d20 to see if Aria actually found anyone - who could help at least. "Seventeen." The Dungeon Master smiled.
"Aria stumbled upon a man - rather frail in appearance - running towards them. "M-M-M-MONSTER!" He screeched, pointing from the way he came. "IN THE SEWERS!"." The Dungeon Master tried to talk to them again normally, but it seemed to be taking a lot of strength to do it. She figured if she didn't hint too much, she might get away with it. "Aria, Tong, the way to ... um... finish this quest... is to go to the sewers and.. look arou--" She stopped talking suddenly.

"Charisma+d6. Twenty-Five. Critical." The Dungeon Master had rolled to see if Aria would manage any more information from the bumbling man in front of her. "The man told you his name was Darvis, and he was a budding adventurer. In an attempt to help the King he had found his way into the sewers. "This way!" He called, grabbing Aria's hand. Captain Tong, Aria and Darvis headed into a dark alley between two buildings. There wasn't too much space, not enough for it to be an ambush. "You can get in through here." He pointed down at an odd looking grate in the floor."

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Character Portrait: The Dungeon Master Character Portrait: Captain Tong Character Portrait: Aria Hawklight

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Surprised at Aria's level of success, Tong followed quickly behind as she was dragged along by the hand. When they arrived at the alley, both Aria and Tong eyed the grate warily. Not that they didn't trust Darvis, though John thought he reminded him a bit to much of Professor Quirrell for his liking, but because it was unlikely that whatever monsters had chased him off would be particularly pleasant.

Aria however reasoned that, since they didn't seem to have hurt him, perhaps they were just defending what the perceived as their territory. Perhaps they could be reasoned with.

But, for the moment, there were more immediate concerns to be dealt with. Turning to Darvis and giving a reassuring smile, she first tugged lightly on his hand to get his attention, and then spoke in a tone of kindness and friendship. "Don't worry, we'll take it from here. It would really help us a lot though if we knew what to expect. Can you do me a really big favor and try to tell me what happened, starting from the beginning, please?"

Meanwhile, Tong, both knowing that Aria had things under control over there, at least for the moment, and sort of wanting to disassociate himself from the conversation, was examining the grate, looking into it and nudging it with his foot.

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Character Portrait: The Dungeon Master Character Portrait: Captain Tong Character Portrait: Aria Hawklight

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"d6 + Charisma + Trait = 24. Aria managed to get the worked up Darvis talking calmly and sensibly. "I-I don't know, ma'am." He started. "T-There was a rusted chest, and I was going to open it, but it turned into.. s-s-ome giant beast with sharp teeth. I-I tried to run but I bumped into a goblin and tripped, then more goblins came and I only got out just in time!" He blabbered, shaking."

"d20 + Perception." The Dungeon Master was pretty sure Captain Tong had not wanted to initiate a roll for looking at the grate, but he did. "Four. Critical fail. Captain Tong saw nothing at all, for a moment. Until a small glint had come into view. Before Captain Tong could make out what this thing or creature was, he slipped on some wet mud and fell on the grate. The grate was so rusted that it creaked a moment before breaking and Captain Tong became stuck in the grate." Even The Dungeon Master stiffled a laugh at the critical fail. I mean, four's a bad score enough but now he's holding up their quest until Aria gets him out.

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Character Portrait: The Dungeon Master Character Portrait: Captain Tong Character Portrait: Aria Hawklight

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Aria had been about to ask Darvis to elaborate a bit as to why he was there, the king wouldn't have sent him if he were summoning her and Tong unless he expected him to fail, but heard the sound of first sliding metal, then a crash, then the sounds of some other kind of metal, older, or at least less well taken care of, groaning and giving way.

With the GMs description, and perhaps even without it, she didn't need to turn around to figure out what had happened. After a moment's pause to allow the sounds to stop, she spoke again to Darvis. "Okay, thank you. You've been very helpful. Now a few things: if we find your adventuring gear, we'll be sure to bring it back to you." This earned a groan of disappointment from the Warforged now sticking out of the ground, something which the girl very pointedly ignored. "Also, if the king sent you on this quest, especially if you've had altercations with him before, I'd recommend laying low for a little while. If you decided to do this on your own, please disregard what I just said." Now Aria did look over, her attention caught by some scraping sounds, that turned out to be the captain trying to wriggle his way out.

"Alright then, I'm going to go take care of him and then see what we can do about this whole sewer monster business." The Magical Girl then proceeded over to her elder brother, or at least what he was now. Halfway there though, she stopped and turned back to Darvis with a cheery little wave. "Take care of yourself, okay?."

With this done, she walked over to the torso and head which protruded from the narrow vertical canal leading to the sewers. For a moment, the two just stood there, Aria with a completely blank expression that let one interpret for oneself what she might be trying to convey, and Tong with as much of an expression of annoyance as his face, being primarily composed of gold plates, could form.

"Not a word." This was Tong, the first to speak. In reply Aria said nothing, though there was the slightest hint of a grin. Still though, as requested, she said nothing. She did however begin humming something that sounded suspiciously like Pop Goes The Weasel as she circled him.

After a minute or two, Aria stopped behind him, and a little away. This frustrated Captain a bit, since this meant that he couldn't see her no matter how he turned, though he supposed it was preferable, for both parties involved, that she were not directly behind him. Even the commoner clothing she currently wore was still a dress. Speaking of which, how on earth was Alex comfortable with that?

Then again, given that he (she/whatever) had been completely silent during the meeting with the king, parts which Alex as a player usually thrived on, he probably wasn't.

"So, are you going to get me out of here, or-" "Get ready to brace against the walls." John was rather surprised at this, interrupting was not usually a habit of his younger sibling's either, then again, he was a robot magically given a soul, who was now stuck in what was basically a medieval manhole, so not much about the current situation could really be said to be normal. "Yeah, I don't think that'll be necessary. If it was we wouldn't have this problem."

It was then that Tong realized what Aria had meant. Hearing light footsteps running towards him, Tong fixed his gaze on where his chest met the side of the opening, and braced for impact, as Aria landed feet-first on his shoulders.

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Character Portrait: The Dungeon Master Character Portrait: Captain Tong Character Portrait: Aria Hawklight

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"Darvis scrambled away quickly and turned the corner, almost falling." At the sight of this, even The Dungeon Master laughed. "Anyway, Captain Tong may be hurt if this roll is far too high or far too low, as less power he will remain stuck, and more power he will fall too quickly to do an acrobatics roll to save himself."

The game didn't seem to mind the DM telling them this information. "Either one of these will make him lose one hit point. Aria, for dealing with Darvis so well, you get 20EXP. Level 1 is at 100EXP."

Finally, the DM could get onto rolling. "d6 + strength. Twelve. Critical. Oh dear." She sighed "Aria managed to push Tong free, but only too strong as he fell very quickly down a hole which seemed to go on forever. As he hit the bottom, even if he didn't have any bones to break, he could hear something crack. Tong has lost 2 Hit points because of the critical, and now has only 10."
(You started with 12, I'm not sure I mentioned that. I'll keep track of it if you want, but you can put it on your character sheets.)

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Character Portrait: The Dungeon Master Character Portrait: Captain Tong Character Portrait: Aria Hawklight

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Captain Tong attempted to brace himself against the walls as his young companion had suggested, but unfortunately found no purchase, his metal limbs only scraping painfully against the damp brick. It was a blessing, quite frankly, that he was far too concerned with how painful the impact with the ground might be, to consider what exactly it was the walls were slick with.

After he finally hit the ground, with painful crash that made Aria flinch from the sound, Tong made a sound of pain, pain that didn't make any biological sense, but then again magic, and looked around.

"Are you alright?" A concerned voice called from the overworld. "Aye, I just dandy. Like a colonial rebel." In his annoyance with the situation, as well as the pain recently inflicted, he didn't do as well at holding back his character's usual manner of speech. "Then move, I'm coming down." The voice was noticeably less concerned now.

Thinking on why he was asked to move, the obvious reason being of course that she didn't want to step on him, John asked his younger sibling a question that had been on his mind since shortly after this whole business about being in the game had started, and had actually occurred to him even before that, when he first heard the character Alex would be playing. "So," he began, stepping aside and consciously attempting to maintain more of his real speech pattern. "why a Magical Girl? Also, why have her wear a dress?"

Aria stopped descending the ladder, so that they were both at about eye-level with one another, and looked at the Warforged evenly. "Firstly: This, " she used the hand not holding on to tug on the shoulder of her clothing, "is not a dress. It is a tunic. An oversized one perhaps, but I actually am wearing pants underneath the tunic and the cloak, which was actually not uncommon for most of Europe at the time that D&D is supposed to be based off of, but-" John rotated his hand in a 'move along' way, finding much to his amusement that it went all the way around. "Anyway, the second thing is, Magical Girls almost always wear a dress while in costume, it's just an intrinsic part of what they are. Finally, I have my reasons for choosing the class, but the middle of a sewer is really not the place to discus them."

Speaking of which, looking around, Tong could see how oddly large the sewer was, big enough that he could stand comfortably for one thing. "Hey, does this sewer seem a bit... absurdly spacious to you?"

Aria, who had just reached the ground and looked around as well, answered with "Not really. I mean it is large, but it makes sense." "It makes sense? What city of this size could possibly produce enough sh-" "Actually," Aria quickly countered before the golden pirate could finish, "A lot of cities around the world have sewer systems this large. The London sewer system constructed during the Victorian period is positively massive by most standards."

For the moment, Tong found this answer to be satisfactory, and the pair began considering their options in moving forward, looking carefully at all exits, and being sure to listen for any noises. Aria also checked the floor, gross as it might have been to do so, for any sign of Darvis' travel through the area.

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Character Portrait: The Dungeon Master Character Portrait: Captain Tong Character Portrait: Aria Hawklight

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"Perception + d20." The DM rolled to see if Tong saw anything at all. "16. Tong couldn't see much, as the sewers became darker, but before the darkness blocked his vision, he saw what would have looked like a swimming pool in any other place. This was the only way visible in the dark, apart from a hole in the left wall where the goblins must have made their shelter."

"Perception + d20." The Dungeon Master rolled to see if Aria saw anything on the floor. "One. Critical failure." The DM couldn't help but burst into laughter, barely composing herself enough to say;
"Aria examined the ground, but saw nothing of interest. Bending slightly, her feet gave way and she-" The DM started to laugh. "-She fell face first. Splodge." The DM lost her composure and continued to laugh. "Splodge!!" She giggled non-stop.

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Character Portrait: The Dungeon Master Character Portrait: Captain Tong Character Portrait: Aria Hawklight

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"Hm," Tong began. "There seems to be a hole of some sort. According to the GM the goblins must have used it for-"

He was interrupted by a slick, squelching sound, accompanied by a mix between a soft thud and a splat. Looking over revealed Aria to be facedown on the ground. Grabbing the girl by the hood of her cloak, Tong lifted her up out of the muck. "Ye really ought to be more careful there. We're in a sewer you know."

What came next was not the extremely eloquent speech that he had expected, the one that basically amounted to a suggestion that he preform some very questionable actions involving his rapier and his backside. Instead it was a pitifully woeful wail that perfectly combined without words pain, despair, abject horror, and maddening disgust. Honestly, the former pirate captain couldn't think of how he would even begin to spell it if for some reason it needed writing down.

After what had to be at least five good seconds of this cry, Aria, still being held above the ground, grabbed the golden Warforged's cape and began vigorously scrubbing at her face, desperately trying to remove all of the... residue. For a moment, he almost pulled it away from her, this was a good cape darn it! Even after its trip down the grate it had only suffered minor tearing. He didn't though, thinking of the, the sound, that she had made. It would just be too cruel.

Once the Magical Girl was finished addressing that matter, Tong attempted to put her down, at which she merely scrambled onto his back, and then refused to move.

John gave a dramatic sigh, perhaps, no definitely, more so than necessary, and just tore off the part of the cape that she had utilized, throwing it aside. This was, of course, to prevent another incident like that one by her bumping into it. Quite frankly, John now though, he should have expected this from his younger sibling. Even in the real world Alex had been squeamish, and even he had to admit that the idea was a little gross.

That didn't mean that he didn't see the humor in it, he probably would have laughed along with the GM, had he noticed a little earlier, but that wail... There wasn't much a way to laugh at that.

Walking over to the hole in the left wall, he began to examine it with extreme caution. Calling Aria to do the same, he spoke to the weight on his back. "Hey, kiddo. Looks like they made camp here? Where do you wager they went? Think they'll be coming back?" Stirring slightly, Ms. Hawklight began peering over one large metal shoulder at the place the goblins had taken shelter.

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