[center][color=FF8E00][h1]Caelan Knight[/h1][/color][/center]
[color=FF8E00]Time:[/color] 8pm → 9am 
[color=FF8E00]Location:[/color] His friend’s house → Sun Elf Castle Hall
[color=FF8E00]Interactions:[/color] [@Tae] Raven [@baraquiel] Jomari [@princess] Annya and Sophie [@Th3King0fChaos] Ismael [@13org] Nuallán [@Potter] Saoirse and Rosaria
[color=FF8E00]Equipment:[/color] A D&D miniature, a blunt and the clothes on his back
[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/2iVkwCW.png[/img][/center]

Caelan sat around a wooden table in a dining room with his friends. It was your standard Canadian home with a simple wooden dining set and the room had red walls. Bowls of Cheetos, pretzels, and other snacks were on the table. A big board with a fantasy map was laid out in the middle and miniatures were scattered everywhere as well as a couple of red bulls.

 He had on a black beanie and baggy, comfortable clothes. His dirty-blonde hair was a bit messy but it was freshly cleaned. His friends were in similar condition. The group had been playing D&D for the past three hours and were close to the end of the session 

Caelan hunched over the table to keep a close look on the board, intensely into it. As it was nearing his turn, he listened closely to his friend as he casted fireball. With a chuckle of delight as it dealt massive damage,  he leaned back again and received a blunt into his hand. They had been passing it around. The DM turned to address him, a gleam in his eye.

[color=9e0039]“A portal opens up and you get sucked into it.... and that’s where we are gonna end.”[/color]The DM,Nick, said dramatically, putting intensity into every word.

His friends groaned with disappointment at the game's ending. 

Mathias, however, proclaimed, [color=92278f]“Thank God I gotta piss.”[/color]
The others began to mutter their agreements and everyone started to go toward the bathrooms.

Caelan shrugged and took another hit of his blunt and picked up his miniature. At that moment, a literal rip in reality stretched out behind him and sucked him in backward. 

He came flying into the hall on his chair. It landed straight as he stared forward with wide eyes, then the chair fell backward on the floor with him in it.

[color=FF8E00]“What the fuck?!”[/color]He yelled loudly before stumbling to get up and grabbing his blunt. The confusion on his face was visible as he looked around. He was not with his friends. The place he was in was huge and looked very royal and fantasy-like with the architecture. Caelan took one final look around and stared at the elves in front of him with shock. He listened to the elf chicks who proclaimed to be princesses speak of a different world that he and these humans around him were all summoned to. They started telling them they had powers and that they could be heroes in this world. 
Caelan couldn’t believe his ears. He had to take in for at least a full minute straight while still smoking his blunt. Excitement filled him as everything loaded in his head. He had been so bored with his mundane life and had always wished he could live a life like this. He decided he was probably too high for this and decided to observe as others spoke. 

Once there was silence, he asked, his voice taking on a bit of an overdramatic tone as if he was voicing a righteous hero, [color=FF8E00]”How do we use these so-called powers? Cause I want to be called a hero, also the name is Caelan Knight, is that heroic enough?”[/color]