so in this dream we were playing D&D, but I myself was the character. Like I could hear Sora doing his usual voice over/narration but it was like a voice of god coming from above and we all acknowledged it in character. We were in the same world as our current campaign with Charlie and Cali but it was a totally different story. I was this little goblin and our party consisted of a white haired elven man, I think a human woman, and some very tall person. Ork maybe? I couldn't tell. Anyway the dream started with all of us in this meeting room with Allura where she was giving us the run down on what was going on.

So what the deal was I don't exactly know. My character was a rogue and by god did I play out the rogue stereotype. What I gathered was we were being sent on a rescue mission and we were chosen because this faction of people were known for using antimagic auras and none of us were magic users. But the entire time this was being explained I kept trying to get Sora to let me make some sleight of hand rolls to swipe stuff. Once we were done talking I rolled stealth to stay behind in the room while the rest of the party left so I could steal even more. I rolled... Horribly. As in I got a -2. Allura saw me stealing, but a very lucky roll on my part got her to think I simply took genuine interest in the item I was trying to steal (a ring I think?) and she just let me keep it.

Our adventure took us to this big massive honking city with railways and trolley cars absolutely everywhere. Like there were so many trains it was 6 lane traffic of JUST TRAINS. The party was upset with me because I tried to steal from the queen so as a punishment they sent me to go and find the address where our rescue was being held. The plan was I find the place while they came up with a way to spring this person out. But hah, fuck that. If you three are sending me in solo I'm doing the mission solo. Besides, it's not like our party was full of strategists. I'm pretty sure we had a barbarian, fighter, and??? I think a second fighter? Or a fighter/monk.

So finding this place was actually very easy. You see, while the roads with the trains were absolute utter chaos the sidewalks were all in a huge grid. I literally just had to walk straight for like half an hour and boom. Right where I needed to be. As I'm walking down the street I swiped someone's ID card and a pack of gum and used the silver foil from the gum wrapper to cover the face of the person on the ID. How or why this worked I have no idea, it's dream logic don't question it. But with the ID covered I now had an actual ID I could give to these people once inside.

The inside of this building was like a massive veterinarian office. There was a reception desk with a lady at it and the entire place smelled like animals. I gave her my ID and told her I was here for an appointment, the entire time chewing on the gum I stole earlier. Of course, because this ID and name was just some random dude off the street I did not actually have an appointment in their records. But I persisted. I kept telling them I had an appointment and I was here to pick up my pet and how dare they keep me waiting I have places to be. I was hoping they'd just let me in the back where the animal cages are so I could grab my "pet" (aka the dude we were rescuing) but instead the receptionist called security on me. In a flash I blew the biggest bubble of gum I possibly could and managed to trap both the receptionist and the security guard in a sticky gum prison lmao.

So I run in to the back and for SOME reason the guy we were sent to rescue had been turned into a rabbit. Like, a little tiny orange/brown rabbit. It was adorable, but the problem was I was a goblin and a rabbit to a goblin is like the size of a dog to a normal person. But I picked him up and began running for my goddamn life out of the building. While making my escape I somehow managed to get injured. How this happened I don't remember, but I do remember once I got back to the party I had to get the pointer fingers on both hands completely amputated.

We return to Allura and the whole party and her are just sitting on the ground outside watching this rabbit hop around trying to figure out what the hell we're supposed to do with it now. The antimagic of the enemy faction was still in effect so we couldn't turn the guy back into whatever race he was before so we were just... Stuck with a rabbit. The elf in the party kept asking if the thing was litterbox trained because he REALLY didn't want to clean up rabbit poop from around the keep. I kept trying to count my fingers and for some reason phantom limb kept making me count 10 when I only had 8. The only way I could get myself to count 8 fingers instead was if I used a finger to point to each finger while counting it. The fact I only had 8 was very distressing, but not for the reason you might think. I could still write and draw just fine. No, I was upset because with 4 fingers on each hand I no longer had a middle finger, meaning I could no longer flip people off. Gotta love sassy dream goblin me XD