Which makes me a loser. My favorite character lately is my cleric.
Dragon Disciple Sorcerer: “My great great grandpa fucked a dragon and now I can cast Fireball.”
Always thought they were the most real world relatable
Such an archievment deserves a shortcut for the offsprings.
Plus a cascade of yomama jokes
“My great great grandma get fucked by a human and now I’m stuck in this tiny body.”
Sorcerer’s are the fantasy equivalent of someone born on third base while imagining they hit a triple.
We know we’re born on third base and we’re pretty pleased about it, thank you very much.
Bard: “Doot doot, magic flute!~”
“ Amidst coin’s clinking sound, I’d play my strings so thin, a violin’s lament, a song of pain from deep within“ screeching violin noises
I feel like Cleric and Wizard should be reversed, but maybe I’m disrespecting the amount of free labor the gods demand.
Wizard has student loans to pay off
Sorcerers are magic nepo babies
Artificers just be building
Meanwhile druids: “what’s a spell book?”
Spell Book is the namedes that one faey bear in the woods that taught me cure light wounds.
Wild mage: where’d these four ducks come from?
Druid: I took a nap and know everything now.
I don’t get the wizard one. Explain what?
