🎲 ACCIDENTAL ENCOUNTER — “Sis”

a green hill near the city

an elevated terrace

a garden that no one watches over

a quiet street outside peak hours

There is no epic music. There are no urgent rolls.

The DM describes sensations, not a figure:

the wind eases slightly

an internal group argument loses momentum

someone realizes they haven’t gripped their weapon in a while

an exhausted PC feels… less tired

If someone asks,

“Should we stop here for a moment?”

No one objects.

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👁️ First Sighting

She does not appear.

She was already there.

Sitting on the edge of a wall. Or standing, looking toward the horizon. Or leaning against a column, with no defensive stance.

Blue and gold armor. Wings folded. The helm leaves her face visible.

She does not radiate authority. She radiates permission.

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💬 How She Greets Them

She does not begin with a title. She does not ask for names. She does not give orders.

When she notices the group, she smiles faintly.

Ophanimon (Sis):

“Oh… Hi.”

(brief pause)

“Don’t worry. You didn’t interrupt anything.”