Someone in a fantasy world that resembles a certain tabletop game with dice

You spot the tome sitting abandoned on the table in the tavern. Someone must have left it behind. You pick it up, and open up to the first page, hoping to find it to be magical in some nature. Rather than a typical start to a tome, it begins with an introduction:

The realms run on rules. Schools and companies have their handbooks. Towns have their elders and chiefs. Even countries have their own laws. You spend all day following rules. Wouldn't it be nice if you were the one writing the rules for once? Now you can. This is the Book of Rules. Simply put the name of an organization and write your rules for it. Whatever rule you write will be followed by everyone under that organization.

There are two types of Rules. Old Rules and New Rules. People will treat Old Rules casually, as if they've been around for ages. The world itself will change to accommodate Old Rules as you write them. On the other hand, New Rules only go into effect once you've written them down. People will still follow them, but they will express all the typical emotions of doing something new; nervousness, embarrassment, excitement, the like.

Consider your Rules carefully, lest something unwanted were to occur.

The amusement you feel is of disbelief. A power such as that, just laying around? As if. However... there's no harm in trying it, just in case. You retrieve a charcoal nib and venture to the first blank page, detailing the name of the tavern at the head. You hesitate for a moment, pondering what to write, before you take note of the cute red haired elven maid going around with drinks. You put charcoal to parchment.

Old Rule: Maid uniforms don't include blouses

To your amazement, you watch as before your eyes, the elf's white blouse fades out of existence, leaving her bare tits to spill over her corset, free to the air. Despite this sudden change, she doesn't seem to take notice, and neither do the other patrons, all of them going about their meals and conversations just the same, as if there weren't a pair of tits to be ogled all of a sudden. Mind whirling, you smudge your rule out, the woman's blouse returning back to reality, sheltering her tits properly once more.

As you ponder your next move, let's learn a little more about you.

A/N: In my humble opinion, this site needs much more DnD stories, so I decided to add this section to this legendary story. I can't wait to see what everyone adds in!