Giovanni :
the last surviving, bleeding member looks at the barkeep saying "we'll have the usual". then he approaches the usual table. he puts the rogue's knife, the bard's lute, the paladin's holy symbol, the wizard's spellbook and the artificer's glasses on the table exactly where they used to sit. then he sat in his chair, the tears mixing with the blood as he puts the broken litch's phylactery in the center of the table, saying "we got him guys".
the barkeep brings the usual: strong ale for the rogue, fancy wine for the bard, whiskey for the paladin and the wizard, light beer for the artificer, rum for the survivor. he spills his party's drinks on their chairs, then drinks himself, and silently cries. he doesn't notice the barkeep checking his wounds, he doesn't notice the barkeep's wife running outside screaming for help, he only sees the party, the family he chose and lost, before the world goes black. his last words? only the barkeep hears them: "here i am guys, sorry I'm late again, something came up"
2025-07-19 09:51:45