I love being a bard in BG3 bc I can convince the fantasy medieval silent hill nurses to kill each other and their zombie mad surgeon to kill himself. and also be a god to muderous tiny fishmen.
like this clown looking devil bitch, her smug vampire assasin boyfriend, her big red 10000°F stronk tank girlfriend, and her not-so-secretly sweet goth healer bestie just roll into to town to tell lies, tell tall tales, talk to every animal, and eventually help people. sometimes the nerd with the magic nuke in his chest is there. sometimes its the biggest hairiest elf you ever seen is there. usually, so is the dog and the walking brain disguised as a kitty.
Remember that “three items from the store to make the cashier most uncomfortable” meme? Apparently I accidentally found a winning combo tonight at the corner store, one of the usual clerks shot me a really weird look when I was checking out with these
