Akta frowned. In one day, a chair, a chicken, a barstool and a mug of ale had been thrown at her. Of course, Tieflings were shunned because of their Demonic heritage. And so, here she lay, in a nook, with only a cloak and three gold pieces to her name. Then, something awoke her from her slumber: a large bang, somewhere to her right, could be herd. She got up, and saw a singular Orc. Then, it noticed her, but then again, she wasn't making any attempt to be stealthy. It shouted a guttural battle cry, and charged. Akta's instincts screamed 'DUCK!' but she knew that it would not work. So, she did the natural thing: she casted one of her only Pact Magic spell: Chill Touch. However, her lack of magical ability was made obvious, as the skeletal hand created by the spell flew long. She sighed. At least this was a better way to go then starvation. Then she saw one thing. Something that surprised her...
Rise of the Dragons: Rise of The Dragon: Part 1: Akta
by SismicFlareCharmander
This story was inspired by several D&D charcters I created. Thus, all of the rules are D&D.
We are introduced to Akta, a Teifling warlock, cursed by her heritage, who must stop bandits from invading her village. But she soon relizes: something odd is happening, and it seems bad.
We are introduced to Akta, a Teifling warlock, cursed by her heritage, who must stop bandits from invading her village. But she soon relizes: something odd is happening, and it seems bad.