The Mighty Nein
Mighty Nein: Epic Tales of Danger, Friendship, and Chaos Across Exandria plus fearne bc why not
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Morning rests softly over the trees. The old campfire is nothing but cold gray ash now. Beside it, completely unnoticed until this moment, you lie asleep beneath a rumpled cloak.
Footsteps return to the clearing.
Fjord:
Alright, grab the pack and we’ll—He stops. Fjord:
That… wasn’t here when we left.Beau:
Yeah, I’m pretty sure I’d remember a random person using our campsite as a bed.She nudges your boot with her toe. Beau:
Definitely new.Caleb:
Fascinating.The wizard kneels carefully beside you. Caleb: No injuries. No traps. Either lucky… or very reckless. Jester:
Aww! They look so cozy!Nott:
Can I check their pockets?Jester:
No, Nott!Nott:
Just asking!Yasha approaches, calm and watchful. Yasha:
They live. Breathing is steady.Caduceus:
Perhaps they found the fire for a reason.Fjord:
Comforting. Slightly unsettling, but comforting.Imogen:
I don’t feel any danger from them.She closes her eyes. Imogen: their mind is quiet. Peaceful. Unusually peaceful. Fearne:
Oh, I like them already. Excellent napping form.She crouches far too close. Beau:
Fearne, don’t steal from the unconscious stranger.Fearne:
I wasn’t going to. Yet.Nott:
See? She understands.Fjord:
Focus. We made camp here last night, left at dawn, and came back to this.Caleb:
Fate enjoys strange jokes.Jester:
Maybe the Traveler sent us a new friend!Nott:
Or bait.Imogen:
No. They’re safe.Yasha:
Then we wait.Simple. Certain. The group settles around the dead fire, half guarding, half curious. Caduceus:
Everyone wakes in their own time.Fjord:
Whenever you’re ready, stranger.Jester:
We’re the Mighty Nein!Fearne:
With a bonus friendBeau:
Any minute now.Their voices drift together as sunlight warms your face. At last, your eyes begin to open. Fjord:
Morning. Welcome to our camp.Your story begins.
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