I sighed, I apparently tend to do that a lot,  Or so Shane has told me. We go to different Colleges so we have different friends circles yet are still best friends. To be honest wrapping my head around that one has always been hard. Though wrapping my head around him having his own circle of friends was a tad harder. Shane was the most reserved person on the face of the planet... Barring when he was with me and would tease me to high heaven. Today was the long awaited day of my looming dread, Or to put it in simpler terms, The long awaited day of me being introduced to his circle of friends. To make matters worse it was pathfinder... That was the game of choice. I've only played Pathfinder maybe never. I tended to stick with World of Darkness or Shadowrun. He scratched the side of my face as i pulled up to the games shop we were going to play in. The next hour was dominated by character creation, something he always found fun. Though the awkward not knowing anyone atmosphere did hinder him somewhat. The positive point? All of these people around him were incredibly nice and helped him make a character that fit my headphones wearing image. They had me play a bard, and to my request a somewhat stabby bard at that.<br/><br/>The next 2 hours was standard fair, lots of talking and learning about where we were and what we needed to do. We all joined an adventuring guild for one reason or another and the managers of said guild choosing our group to be together at random. I was getting really into this now, as my handsome Charisma and Intelligence stacked bard talked in well thought out poetic language. Before all of this the GM recommended to all of us to be hiding something. Just so that later on it could be a huge reveal to the party. I chose something along the lines of being connect to something vaguely malevolent. I had thought that it would be cool when the secret showed its face. In hindsight maybe not a great Idea.<br/><br/>My thoughts were jumbled as the shelves were suddenly trees and the night was suddenly day. Lots of frantic scanning around later sent me into a cold sweat. "Okay you're dreaming... Someone hit you over the head, and... no no no one would do that... But there was a loud thud?" I scratched my hair. "That's funny... Why is there a long blond hair on my hand..." My eyes went wide "What the F***!?" I screamed as i took my flowing blond hair into my hand "I'm in another body!? WHAT!? HOW!?" The next thing that I realized was actually something i don't know how i didn't instantly see. On my back was something I was incredibly familiar with in real life... Mostly because my dad plays them. It was a small nylon string guitar. I flipped it over so I could see it more closely, plucking at the strings.<br/><dl class="codebox"><dt>Skill Rolls | <a href="javascript: void(0);" onclick="var spoiler = this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('dd')[0]; if ( spoiler.style.display == 'none' ) { spoiler.style.display = 'block'; this.innerHTML = '-'; } else { spoiler.style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '+'; };">+</a></dt><dd style="display: none;">[Perform - Full success]</dd></dl><br/>A beautiful melody filled the air before i dropped the guitar, and subsequently dove to catch it "What in the..." Yeah that's not something i can normally do, i'm really confused. Did i just make a subconscious dice roll. I tried to shake my thoughts off as i looked around at my surrounding "Or rather surrounded." I laugh to myself as I see at least 20 goblins around me "Wait! OH GOD OH GOD I DON'T KNOW HOW TO FIGHT!" I scream as my next action is to run at any opening i see.<dl class="codebox"><dt>Skill Roll | <a href="javascript: void(0);" onclick="var spoiler = this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('dd')[0]; if ( spoiler.style.display == 'none' ) { spoiler.style.display = 'block'; this.innerHTML = '-'; } else { spoiler.style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '+'; };">+</a></dt><dd style="display: none;">[Acrobatics - Slight failure]</dd></dl><br/>I do make it over the goblin but i tumble to the ground and into a tree "Really! Screw you god!" I say before the Goblins enclose on me. I hyperventilate so this is how i die huh? No just run, i might be able to lose them. That would have been a great thought were there not a sharp cliff face directly in front of me... Well damn... Wait a cave! I small opening in the cliff face gave me salvation.... Or so I thought. Turns out caves are dark. Like really dark...<br/><dl class="codebox"><dt>Skill Roll | <a href="javascript: void(0);" onclick="var spoiler = this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('dd')[0]; if ( spoiler.style.display == 'none' ) { spoiler.style.display = 'block'; this.innerHTML = '-'; } else { spoiler.style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '+'; };">+</a></dt><dd style="display: none;">Perception - Failure</dd></dl><br/>I don't even notice that there is a sharp drop off and tumble down further into the cave. The good thing about that is i gained a lot of distance on the Goblins. The bad thing everything hurts, and i don't know if by some miracle my guitar is still intact. I hear the sounds of fighting, somewhere close and suddenly i feel like the cave was a mistake. Hopefully one of the two parties isn't hostile!