picaro
\ PIK-uh-roh, PEE-kuh- \ , noun;
1. a rogue or vagabond.
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“What can I be?” Jeff
asked. The nine year old was having
immense difficulty keeping his feet planted on the ground as he watched his big
brother, Ryan, and his friends play D&D.
He had become even more excited when Ryan offered to let him play.
“How
about a rogue. Those are always
important.” Ryan said. The rest of his party nodded in
agreement. They actually needed a rogue
for an upcoming dungeon crawl, but had been unable to find more experienced
players. Jeff was just about the only person
who was willing to play anywhere around.
“Oo,
does that mean I get to swing in on vines and rescue damsels and stuff?” Jeff asked, thinking of the times when their mom
had made reference to a ‘dashing rogue’.
“Uh, no
actually. It means you sneak around, lie
and steal, and stuff.” Ryan said.
“So I’d
be a thief?”
“Pretty
much.”
“But I
don’t want to be a thief!” Jeff shouted.
“Rogues
do a lot of other stuff.” Said Louis,
one of the other party members.
“Like
what?”
“Well,
they can sense and disarm traps, sneak up on people and do really high damage,
and can dodge just about anything. Heck,
they can even avoid magic and stuff.”
“Ok, but
I’d still be a thief, but I’d be a really cool one?”
“Yup.”
“I still
don’t like it. Stealing is bad.”
“You don’t
have to steal then.” Ryan said. “I’ve heard of people that played rogue and
didn’t take a single coin from anyone.
And even if you do, that’s not really a bad thing. You can, like, steal money from an evil
nobleman, and then give it to the poor people.”
Ryan didn’t tell his brother that
such an opportunity would probably not come up in their game. Since they really just wanted him around to
pick locks and disable traps, their DM would probably find a way to kill of
whatever character Jeff made pretty soon after they finished. Jeff would no doubt complain incessantly afterward,
but it would be worth it.
“So I’d be like Robin Hood?” Jeff asked.
“Uh, yeah, like Robin Hood.” Ryan said.
Jeff’s eyes lit up with joy. Ryan
actually felt a little bad for what would happen once they were finished.
He was actually starting to think
about what it would be like to have his little brother as a permanent party
member. Sure it would be rough at first,
what with having to explain the rules several times, but once he got the hang
of it, it couldn’t be too bad. Besides,
he liked his brother and didn’t want to upset him outside of the usual sibling
teasing. The other members of the party
might not agree with him though. They
liked to keep their gaming sessions fairly close knit. He could probably convince them by pointing
out that they’ll never know when a rogue will come in handy, just as they have
no guarantee they’d find another player.
“OK!” Jeff said happily. “So, how do I do this?” He said, pulling up a metal folding chair and
sitting close to Ryan. As soon as he was
seated, he started picking dice at random and looking at each of them, asking
what each one was for. Most of it he
didn’t seem to understand, but he trusted Ryan to show him which ones to roll
in any given situation.
Ryan took his time helping Jeff
make his character. It was a simple
thing, with just the bare essentials.
Jeff didn’t really know enough to try and make a fully rounded, fleshed
out character yet, but that would probably come with time. Besides, all the party needed was the
skills.
“So this is it then?” Jeff asked, holding up the piece of paper
like it was the most important thing in the world.
“Yup, that’s it.” Ryan said.
He nodded to the DM, and the game began.
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Meh, not sure if this is one of my better works or not. But hey, the word just called out to me, and this was the first idea that came to mind. So yeah, this is what I got out of it. Well, enjoy!
I hope you continue with this one,as I have never played D&D.
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