Had a session last night introducing 2 brand new folks to the TTRPG space. Party ended up as a Fury, a Conduit, and a Beastheart (my spouse who’s played before.)
I slow rolled them: you’re broke and need money for the ship fare to Capital and most here in Greyfen distrust adventurers.
They ask around and stretch the fledgling RP muscles. Everyone’s pets/small farm animals are disappearing. A local grandma asked them to specifically find her cat Buttons. And everyone accuses the creepy guy in the cabin up the rocky coast outside of town.
Upon knocking on the eerie cabin door:
Music change, playlist: Creepy.
‘Well… hello… are you… adventurers?”
Brand new to RP Fury sheepishly, “uh. We heard there’s an… animal problem?”
Bug-eyed, “ Why yes… how did you know… I have a… RAT problem… down… in my BASEMENT…”
Party immediately freaks out, he again asks, “what’s wrong…aren’t you here to help… with the… RAT problem… in the BASEMENT?”
They finally descend the stairs.
Rat cages line the walls, several of which are ripped open, floor caked in old blood.
On the far end of the cellar is a sinkhole that’s opened up.
He hands them a lamp and points at the narrow corridor into the earth. “Please… help my raats… they’re no longer safe… in the basement.”
As they enter the tunnel, the conduit asks, “ but what do you have the rats for?”
“Companionship… “
Shrugs.
“And sustenance.”
My wife,
“Guys, I don’t think we’re gonna find Buttons!”
Saw everyone again today, and they want to know if Buttons is still alive.
10/10 would endanger a fictional cat again.