Session Entry: CLB-LR3-03Subject Type: Bard-class Temporal DisplacementFiled under: Club / Lore / Bard The plan was solid.The map was drawn.And then the Bard spoke.Told a story that didn’t happen, rolled a nat 20, and suddenly the guards were crying. Bards change the vibe before they change the outcome.They seduce the dragon. Befriend the villain. Convince the cursed sword to open up emotionally.They’ve got three spells memorized and twenty voices in their pocket.The room shifts when they talk.Half the party’s annoyed. The other half’s in love.That’s power. This shirt was recovered from a locker covered in stickers, glitter, and suspicious watermelon lipgloss.The notes stitched inside weren’t lyrics - they were hit point tallies and breakup lines.It belonged to the one who rolled more dice in downtime than combat.And somehow saved the whole session anyway. "Never took notes. Remembered everything."- Club Log, stained with ink and cherry coke"Sang during initiative. No one minded."- Scrawled in the margins by session notes Inspired by the Hellfire Club tees from Stranger Things
