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Trying to find a dm for me and 2 others

hey! so bassically we want a dm, theres gonna be 3 of us and you can use any campaign, idea, anything. be as creative or try something new ! we are a little new so go easy on us but we have played 2 games ( unfinished cause our dms schedule got in the way and they got too busy ) before this and a one shot or two as well, so we know what were doing. we just want to find someone who would like to dm for us ! reply and ill be sure to check every hour or so, and if you have any questions cause i know i seem a little vague, go ahead and ask ! this is also my first forum post so uh i hope i did this right lmao
Hey there! I’ve got a campaign ready to go if you’re interested, been playing for six years and dming for two. Would love to talk to you!
If you haven't found anyone yet to run for you, contact me. My discord name is ralmon. I have been running games for many years and have a plethora of homebrew modules and such. Lets get together on discord and talk. I am free for all evenings and days except wed night and every other sun. My games are combat (a lot), npc interaction (some), puzzles (some), and a lot of laughing. 
It often helps if you put I. Time zone and preferred system!
I was thinking the same thing. What are you playing and when are you available?
If this interest you please send me a PM The seas are not safe. Across the shattered coastline of the Eastern Reach, tides whisper of old gods stirring beneath the depths. Ships vanish. Storms rise without warning. And all signs point to a cursed place: Broken Mast Bay. A forgotten harbor steeped in shipwrecks and secrets, Broken Mast Bay marks the edge of sanity and sea. Locals speak of bells that ring with no hand, shadows walking in the surf, and drowned songs heard only by the mad.