1 week later.
We sat around a fire in the forest, each of us with a sheet of paper and a set of dice Lapia helped me make. The Elf's space spells were surprisingly good to make things symmetrical down to the millimeter.
To kill time, I came up with the idea to play a little tabletop role-playing game.
It seemed fitting since magic was a norm to them, but I didn't quite expect the shit I would get.
As it was their first session, I set up an easy first encounter for them to familiarize with the system.
"You open the heavy door of this run-down place and discover what seems to be a manor," I narrated, taking the role of the dungeon master. "The inside is surprisingly well kept, almost like a noble family's house in a big city."
They nodded.
"Roll for perception," I announced. "With disadvantage."
"What does disadvantage mean?" Lapia inquired.
"Roll the 20 sided die two times, and pick the lowest of the two," I explained.
The Elf sighed, but nodded.
