This story is set just before Vashir makes the portal that allows us to travel to the area where we fight Tiamat.
“Can you show me where to make the portal?” Vashir asked David, hoping for a mental image from David courtesy of all the voices in his head.
“Probably, but be careful in there.” David said seriously, concerned for Vashir’s mental health. “It’s kind of a mess.”
They both grinned uneasily and then Vashir activated his psionic power linking their minds.
For the group all was quiet as they watched Vashir enter David’s mind, but for Vashir it was anything but quiet. There seemed to be a million voices trying to tell him where the portal should go, all shouting and pointing and describing. It was like being in the center of a concert hall with every member of the audience vying for attention. Vashir tried to block out most of the noise and concentrate on a few, or even one, but it was proving impossible. There simply was too much noise, too many voices.
“No wonder David seems insane at times” Vashir thought, recoiling from the cacophony. Just as he was about to quit he could feel David touch his shoulder and say “let me help.” and with that the music started and the voices died down a little.
“Oh, that’s kind of a catchy beat,” Vashir thought as he listened, hoping for a clue to where to put the portal, “but the singing, oh man.”
Looky looky looky looky looky looky looky looky looky looky here
Look who’se finally back
Can we start the attack
Hold on’ I need to yak about my little Jack
Besides where did Kiai go
Oh I think I know
To get a cup o’ joe
So mister dungeon master, load the FG
And all of my homies who play the D&D
We check the version, we see it’s 5e
But fundamentally, the same since 73
Now I can’t sing a note
Of these songs that I wrote
But I like to promote
Let me clear my throat
Eh eh eh eh
Hey Vashir
Try to put the portal right here
For just a moment an image appeared for Vashir, but it was gone before he could act. The music faded, changed subtly and restarted
Now you can tell by the way I use my dodge
center of combat is where I lodge
I like when they surround me
Safe from enemy AOE
So they swing and they miss
Their frustration is my bliss
They can’t seem to understand
Why they can’t hit this small man
When they are swinging and my head should be ringing
I use Ablative Hide Ablative Hide
When I can’t duck and my head should be struck
I use Ablative Hide Ablative
Ah ah ah ah Ablative hide Ablative Hide
Ah ah ah ah
Heeey Vashir, put the portal right here
Heeey Vashir, put the portal right here
“Enough!” Vashir shouted into David’s mind. For a moment all was quiet and the image of where to put the portal reappeared. Vashir quickly locked it into his mind before it could fade, which it did most rapidly. As Vashir prepared to exit this mental zoo he could hearthe music start back up, very different this time. He listened for a moment and then fled before it could get any worse.
Villains
As a player I’ve killed all kinds of villians
I count em by the hundreds and the thousands maybe millions
I’ve killed Treants, Trolls, and even crocodilians
killed humans who pretend to be civilians
I kill in the open or in desert pavilions
now I’ve developed some very strong opinions
Who was the toughest with the best minions
Who was scary and ruled large dominions
And I think about all the damn reptilians
a 5 headed dragon, no aint kiddin’