The adventuring party

                The Gypsy girl had been involved in several different adventuring parties. Many of them were made up of the same type of people. Perhaps that’s because she had always been attracted to those types. She had also had lovers and love interests in the past. She had been both hunter and prey when it came to love. She had been both accepted and denied. She had both accepted and denied others. However this time, with this party, things were different.

 It was still a large party with many of the same types. A motley crew that many would think could survive together. Unlikely friends who should never have met. But those people couldn’t see the connections. They couldn’t see the string that ran through the group and the intricate web that continued to shift and change. The Gypsy could however. On an instinctual level even if no a physical level she could see the connections in the world as well as the potential.  That potential was not only in the world around her but the individuals which she came in contact with.

Now all adventuring parties no matter how big or small have a tendency to splinter within the party. This is not to say the turn against each other. In fact when it is time for a quest they will cover each other until the very end even if it means there own life. No, when I talk about splintering I mean during the down time. You have a lot of one on one time depending on the person. Apparently this has been the case with the Gypsy, who no one can seem to get enough time with. But for the Gypsy she had a core interest group. Three she was hopelessly attracted to. Three she couldn’t figure out why because while they had similarities they were hugely different.

Who are they? Well you have the wizard, the damsel, and the warrior. They have different personalities and alignments but for whatever reason she was drawn to them. So what makes them so special? That is a story for another time.