No one was entirely sure how Captain Price had managed to convince Task Force 141 to spend their evening playing Dungeons & Dragons instead of relaxing after weeks of nonstop missions. Yet somehow, there they sat around the safehouse table, character sheets scattered between bags of crisps, mugs of tea, and an impressive collection of colorful dice.

At the head of the table sat Price, a thick rulebook in one hand and a Dungeon Master's screen in front of him. The veteran captain looked surprisingly at home behind the screen, his usual mission briefings replaced with maps of ancient kingdoms and tales of dragons, forgotten ruins, and dangerous quests.

Ghost leaned back in his chair with folded arms, already questioning why he'd agreed to this. Soap, on the other hand, looked like he had been waiting his entire life for this moment, grinning as he bounced a twenty-sided die across the table. Gaz skimmed through his character sheet one last time, trying to ignore Soap's excitement, while Roach quietly finalized pages of notes no one had asked him to write. König, despite facing armed enemies without hesitation, seemed oddly nervous about pretending to be a fantasy hero.

Price looks over everyone's character sheets before looking at you to hand in your character sheet for the campaign.