"Yes, I do, actually, for I am descended from him. This staff has more power than you, and I am more powerful than it."
I SEE. His pale grin widens. IF THAT IS THE CHOICE YOU WISH TO MAKE, SO BE IT.
"It is indeed. Now goodbye, for of you I do not trust," he says, and vanishes.
Death shrugs his bony shoulders. MORTALS. he says helplessly. He sits down, pulls out a newspaper, and begins reading.
He feels the presence of someone reading over his shoulder.
Whoever it is sees that he is reading the obituaries. Death slowly turns his head around to see who it is.
He sees nothing.
* He has truesight. If he still sees nothing:*
He looks around. WHO IS THERE? He says.
*I homebrewed a very special invisibility.*
"Try and guess," comes the response.
*I see. No, actually I don't.*
FURSHII? IS THAT YOU?
*Ha, good one!*
"Do you really think I would leave and come back instantly?" He seems to realise he just revealed it was him."Ah, crap,"he says, and becomes visible.
Death shakes his head and chuckles, a sound that could cause cheese to age a hundred years.
"You have a fun laugh. Like Santa, but evil."
EVIL? I WOULDN'T SAY EVIL. MAYBE MORBID, OR DARK, BUT NOT EVIL.
YOU KNOW SANTA? HE IS AN INTERESTING FELLOW. I HAD TO STEP IN HIS PLACE ONCE A LONG TIME AGO. HE WENT MISSING, AND SOMEBODY HAD TO DELIVER THE PRESENTS.
*Is this a nightmare before Christmas reference*
*I have no idea but I hope so*
"I didn't call you evil, but your laugh is not unlike other villain's. And yes, I know Santa. Where did he go missing to?"
IT IS A LONG STORY, BUT YOU KNOW KRAMPUS. ALWAYS TRYING TO RUIN GOOD THINGS. I HAD TO STEP IN FOR SANTA IN ORDER TO KEEP THE BELIEF IN HIM ALIVE. FOR SOME REASON PEOPLE HAVE TROUBLE BELIEVING THE CHUBBY HOUSE BURGLAR FLIES AROUND ANNUALLY TO DELIVER PRESENTS. HUMANS NEED TO BELIEVE IN THE SMALL, IMPOSSIBLE THINGS BEFORE THEY CAN START BELIEVING IN THE BIG IMPOSSIBLE THINGS. LIKE THAT THERE IS A REASON TO LIVE.
"Ah, yeah, that makes sense. But what do you think the reason to live is?"
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"Yes, I do, actually, for I am descended from him. This staff has more power than you, and I am more powerful than it."
I SEE. His pale grin widens. IF THAT IS THE CHOICE YOU WISH TO MAKE, SO BE IT.
"It is indeed. Now goodbye, for of you I do not trust," he says, and vanishes.
Death shrugs his bony shoulders. MORTALS. he says helplessly. He sits down, pulls out a newspaper, and begins reading.
He feels the presence of someone reading over his shoulder.
Whoever it is sees that he is reading the obituaries. Death slowly turns his head around to see who it is.
He sees nothing.
* He has truesight. If he still sees nothing:*
He looks around. WHO IS THERE? He says.
*I homebrewed a very special invisibility.*
"Try and guess," comes the response.
*I see. No, actually I don't.*
FURSHII? IS THAT YOU?
*Ha, good one!*
"Do you really think I would leave and come back instantly?" He seems to realise he just revealed it was him."Ah, crap,"he says, and becomes visible.
Death shakes his head and chuckles, a sound that could cause cheese to age a hundred years.
"You have a fun laugh. Like Santa, but evil."
EVIL? I WOULDN'T SAY EVIL. MAYBE MORBID, OR DARK, BUT NOT EVIL.
YOU KNOW SANTA? HE IS AN INTERESTING FELLOW. I HAD TO STEP IN HIS PLACE ONCE A LONG TIME AGO. HE WENT MISSING, AND SOMEBODY HAD TO DELIVER THE PRESENTS.
*Is this a nightmare before Christmas reference*
*I have no idea but I hope so*
"I didn't call you evil, but your laugh is not unlike other villain's. And yes, I know Santa. Where did he go missing to?"
IT IS A LONG STORY, BUT YOU KNOW KRAMPUS. ALWAYS TRYING TO RUIN GOOD THINGS. I HAD TO STEP IN FOR SANTA IN ORDER TO KEEP THE BELIEF IN HIM ALIVE. FOR SOME REASON PEOPLE HAVE TROUBLE BELIEVING THE CHUBBY HOUSE BURGLAR FLIES AROUND ANNUALLY TO DELIVER PRESENTS. HUMANS NEED TO BELIEVE IN THE SMALL, IMPOSSIBLE THINGS BEFORE THEY CAN START BELIEVING IN THE BIG IMPOSSIBLE THINGS. LIKE THAT THERE IS A REASON TO LIVE.
IN ORDER TO INSURE NOTHING LIKE THAT HAPPENED AGAIN, I GAVE MOTHER BEFANA A MAGIC BROOM AND NOW SHE WORKS ON CHRISTMAS TOO. SANTA REALLY APPRECIATED IT, IT HAS TAKEN A BIG LOAD OFF HIS SHOULDERS, AND IF SOMETHING HAPPENS TO HIM, BEFANA CAN TAKE ON A LITTLE EXTRA WORK AND MAKE SURE THE PRESENTS ARE STILL DELIVERED. I WOULD PREFER NOT TO PLAY SANTA AGAIN, NEARLY SCARED SOME KIDS TO DEATH WHEN THEY SAW A SKELETON IN SANTA'S SUIT CRAWL OUT OF THEIR CHIMNEY. He chuckles again.
"That's nice. I've scared too many kids in my time just by doing what I do on a regular basis, like some spells."
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"Yes, I do, actually, for I am descended from him. This staff has more power than you, and I am more powerful than it."
I SEE. His pale grin widens. IF THAT IS THE CHOICE YOU WISH TO MAKE, SO BE IT.
"It is indeed. Now goodbye, for of you I do not trust," he says, and vanishes.
Death shrugs his bony shoulders. MORTALS. he says helplessly. He sits down, pulls out a newspaper, and begins reading.
He feels the presence of someone reading over his shoulder.
Whoever it is sees that he is reading the obituaries. Death slowly turns his head around to see who it is.
He sees nothing.
* He has truesight. If he still sees nothing:*
He looks around. WHO IS THERE? He says.
*I homebrewed a very special invisibility.*
"Try and guess," comes the response.
*I see. No, actually I don't.*
FURSHII? IS THAT YOU?
*Ha, good one!*
"Do you really think I would leave and come back instantly?" He seems to realise he just revealed it was him."Ah, crap,"he says, and becomes visible.
Death shakes his head and chuckles, a sound that could cause cheese to age a hundred years.
"You have a fun laugh. Like Santa, but evil."
EVIL? I WOULDN'T SAY EVIL. MAYBE MORBID, OR DARK, BUT NOT EVIL.
YOU KNOW SANTA? HE IS AN INTERESTING FELLOW. I HAD TO STEP IN HIS PLACE ONCE A LONG TIME AGO. HE WENT MISSING, AND SOMEBODY HAD TO DELIVER THE PRESENTS.
*Is this a nightmare before Christmas reference*
*I have no idea but I hope so*
"I didn't call you evil, but your laugh is not unlike other villain's. And yes, I know Santa. Where did he go missing to?"
IT IS A LONG STORY, BUT YOU KNOW KRAMPUS. ALWAYS TRYING TO RUIN GOOD THINGS. I HAD TO STEP IN FOR SANTA IN ORDER TO KEEP THE BELIEF IN HIM ALIVE. FOR SOME REASON PEOPLE HAVE TROUBLE BELIEVING THE CHUBBY HOUSE BURGLAR FLIES AROUND ANNUALLY TO DELIVER PRESENTS. HUMANS NEED TO BELIEVE IN THE SMALL, IMPOSSIBLE THINGS BEFORE THEY CAN START BELIEVING IN THE BIG IMPOSSIBLE THINGS. LIKE THAT THERE IS A REASON TO LIVE.
"Ah, yeah, that makes sense. But what do you think the reason to live is?"
YOU ARE ASKING DEATH ABOUT THE PURPOSE OF LIFE? He thinks for a moment, I SUPPOSE THAT IT MIGHT BE CATS. THEY ARE NICE.
"Yes, I do, actually, for I am descended from him. This staff has more power than you, and I am more powerful than it."
I SEE. His pale grin widens. IF THAT IS THE CHOICE YOU WISH TO MAKE, SO BE IT.
"It is indeed. Now goodbye, for of you I do not trust," he says, and vanishes.
Death shrugs his bony shoulders. MORTALS. he says helplessly. He sits down, pulls out a newspaper, and begins reading.
He feels the presence of someone reading over his shoulder.
Whoever it is sees that he is reading the obituaries. Death slowly turns his head around to see who it is.
He sees nothing.
* He has truesight. If he still sees nothing:*
He looks around. WHO IS THERE? He says.
*I homebrewed a very special invisibility.*
"Try and guess," comes the response.
*I see. No, actually I don't.*
FURSHII? IS THAT YOU?
*Ha, good one!*
"Do you really think I would leave and come back instantly?" He seems to realise he just revealed it was him."Ah, crap,"he says, and becomes visible.
Death shakes his head and chuckles, a sound that could cause cheese to age a hundred years.
"You have a fun laugh. Like Santa, but evil."
EVIL? I WOULDN'T SAY EVIL. MAYBE MORBID, OR DARK, BUT NOT EVIL.
YOU KNOW SANTA? HE IS AN INTERESTING FELLOW. I HAD TO STEP IN HIS PLACE ONCE A LONG TIME AGO. HE WENT MISSING, AND SOMEBODY HAD TO DELIVER THE PRESENTS.
*Is this a nightmare before Christmas reference*
*I have no idea but I hope so*
"I didn't call you evil, but your laugh is not unlike other villain's. And yes, I know Santa. Where did he go missing to?"
IT IS A LONG STORY, BUT YOU KNOW KRAMPUS. ALWAYS TRYING TO RUIN GOOD THINGS. I HAD TO STEP IN FOR SANTA IN ORDER TO KEEP THE BELIEF IN HIM ALIVE. FOR SOME REASON PEOPLE HAVE TROUBLE BELIEVING THE CHUBBY HOUSE BURGLAR FLIES AROUND ANNUALLY TO DELIVER PRESENTS. HUMANS NEED TO BELIEVE IN THE SMALL, IMPOSSIBLE THINGS BEFORE THEY CAN START BELIEVING IN THE BIG IMPOSSIBLE THINGS. LIKE THAT THERE IS A REASON TO LIVE.
"Ah, yeah, that makes sense. But what do you think the reason to live is?"
YOU ARE ASKING DEATH ABOUT THE PURPOSE OF LIFE? He thinks for a moment, I SUPPOSE THAT IT MIGHT BE CATS. THEY ARE NICE.
"Yes, indeed they are. I think it's just to have fun, and that the Hokey Pokey explains the universe. But recent interactions have led me to believe that it could be mushrooms."
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"Yes, I do, actually, for I am descended from him. This staff has more power than you, and I am more powerful than it."
I SEE. His pale grin widens. IF THAT IS THE CHOICE YOU WISH TO MAKE, SO BE IT.
"It is indeed. Now goodbye, for of you I do not trust," he says, and vanishes.
Death shrugs his bony shoulders. MORTALS. he says helplessly. He sits down, pulls out a newspaper, and begins reading.
He feels the presence of someone reading over his shoulder.
Whoever it is sees that he is reading the obituaries. Death slowly turns his head around to see who it is.
He sees nothing.
* He has truesight. If he still sees nothing:*
He looks around. WHO IS THERE? He says.
*I homebrewed a very special invisibility.*
"Try and guess," comes the response.
*I see. No, actually I don't.*
FURSHII? IS THAT YOU?
*Ha, good one!*
"Do you really think I would leave and come back instantly?" He seems to realise he just revealed it was him."Ah, crap,"he says, and becomes visible.
Death shakes his head and chuckles, a sound that could cause cheese to age a hundred years.
"You have a fun laugh. Like Santa, but evil."
EVIL? I WOULDN'T SAY EVIL. MAYBE MORBID, OR DARK, BUT NOT EVIL.
YOU KNOW SANTA? HE IS AN INTERESTING FELLOW. I HAD TO STEP IN HIS PLACE ONCE A LONG TIME AGO. HE WENT MISSING, AND SOMEBODY HAD TO DELIVER THE PRESENTS.
*Is this a nightmare before Christmas reference*
*I have no idea but I hope so*
"I didn't call you evil, but your laugh is not unlike other villain's. And yes, I know Santa. Where did he go missing to?"
IT IS A LONG STORY, BUT YOU KNOW KRAMPUS. ALWAYS TRYING TO RUIN GOOD THINGS. I HAD TO STEP IN FOR SANTA IN ORDER TO KEEP THE BELIEF IN HIM ALIVE. FOR SOME REASON PEOPLE HAVE TROUBLE BELIEVING THE CHUBBY HOUSE BURGLAR FLIES AROUND ANNUALLY TO DELIVER PRESENTS. HUMANS NEED TO BELIEVE IN THE SMALL, IMPOSSIBLE THINGS BEFORE THEY CAN START BELIEVING IN THE BIG IMPOSSIBLE THINGS. LIKE THAT THERE IS A REASON TO LIVE.
"Ah, yeah, that makes sense. But what do you think the reason to live is?"
YOU ARE ASKING DEATH ABOUT THE PURPOSE OF LIFE? He thinks for a moment, I SUPPOSE THAT IT MIGHT BE CATS. THEY ARE NICE.
"Yes, indeed they are. I think it's just to have fun, and that the Hokey Pokey explains the universe. But recent interactions have led me to believe that it could be mushrooms."
I AM NOT SURE ABOUT THE FUN PART, BUT THE REST SEEMS REASONABLE. He thumbs idly through the newspaper he has been holding as he talks.
"So, who's died recently? Any Gallands? Any of my family, the Galaxs?"
INTERESTING CONVERSATION STARTER. IF YOU REALLY WISH TO KNOW, CINDY GALAX DIED TWO DAYS AGO.
"Oh, really? How?"
PLAGUE. ANOTHER VICTIM OF MY DAUGHTER, PESTA. I... AM SORRY. He looks sad again.
"You have a daughter?"
YES.
"Hmm... Interesting... Now, back to the meaning of life. I think the meaning is to have fun."
It may be hard to discern the emotions of a skull, but it was obvious that thinking about his daughter upset Death. When you changed the subject so quickly, it confused and startled him slightly, but he went along with it, asking AND WHY IS THAT? However, his mind still seems to be on his daughter
"So, who's died recently? Any Gallands? Any of my family, the Galaxs?"
INTERESTING CONVERSATION STARTER. IF YOU REALLY WISH TO KNOW, CINDY GALAX DIED TWO DAYS AGO.
"Oh, really? How?"
PLAGUE. ANOTHER VICTIM OF MY DAUGHTER, PESTA. I... AM SORRY. He looks sad again.
"You have a daughter?"
YES.
"Hmm... Interesting... Now, back to the meaning of life. I think the meaning is to have fun."
It may be hard to discern the emotions of a skull, but it was obvious that thinking about his daughter upset Death. When you changed the subject so quickly, it confused and startled him slightly, but he went along with it, asking AND WHY IS THAT? However, his mind still seems to be on his daughter
"Well, would you say sweeping away souls is fun?"
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"So, who's died recently? Any Gallands? Any of my family, the Galaxs?"
INTERESTING CONVERSATION STARTER. IF YOU REALLY WISH TO KNOW, CINDY GALAX DIED TWO DAYS AGO.
"Oh, really? How?"
PLAGUE. ANOTHER VICTIM OF MY DAUGHTER, PESTA. I... AM SORRY. He looks sad again.
"You have a daughter?"
YES.
"Hmm... Interesting... Now, back to the meaning of life. I think the meaning is to have fun."
It may be hard to discern the emotions of a skull, but it was obvious that thinking about his daughter upset Death. When you changed the subject so quickly, it confused and startled him slightly, but he went along with it, asking AND WHY IS THAT? However, his mind still seems to be on his daughter
"Well, would you say sweeping away souls is fun?"
I WOULD SAY IT SIMPLY HAS TO BE DONE. I DO NOT DO IT FOR ENJOYMENT. IN REALITY, MY PURPOSE IS SIMPLE. I AM HERE TO SWEEP AWAY THE SOULS OF THE DEAD. THAT IS WHY I EXIST.
"So, who's died recently? Any Gallands? Any of my family, the Galaxs?"
INTERESTING CONVERSATION STARTER. IF YOU REALLY WISH TO KNOW, CINDY GALAX DIED TWO DAYS AGO.
"Oh, really? How?"
PLAGUE. ANOTHER VICTIM OF MY DAUGHTER, PESTA. I... AM SORRY. He looks sad again.
"You have a daughter?"
YES.
"Hmm... Interesting... Now, back to the meaning of life. I think the meaning is to have fun."
It may be hard to discern the emotions of a skull, but it was obvious that thinking about his daughter upset Death. When you changed the subject so quickly, it confused and startled him slightly, but he went along with it, asking AND WHY IS THAT? However, his mind still seems to be on his daughter
"Well, would you say sweeping away souls is fun?"
I WOULD SAY IT SIMPLY HAS TO BE DONE. I DO NOT DO IT FOR ENJOYMENT. IN REALITY, MY PURPOSE IS SIMPLE. I AM HERE TO SWEEP AWAY THE SOULS OF THE DEAD. THAT IS WHY I EXIST.
"So sweeping away souls is the meaning of Death?"
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"So, who's died recently? Any Gallands? Any of my family, the Galaxs?"
INTERESTING CONVERSATION STARTER. IF YOU REALLY WISH TO KNOW, CINDY GALAX DIED TWO DAYS AGO.
"Oh, really? How?"
PLAGUE. ANOTHER VICTIM OF MY DAUGHTER, PESTA. I... AM SORRY. He looks sad again.
"You have a daughter?"
YES.
"Hmm... Interesting... Now, back to the meaning of life. I think the meaning is to have fun."
It may be hard to discern the emotions of a skull, but it was obvious that thinking about his daughter upset Death. When you changed the subject so quickly, it confused and startled him slightly, but he went along with it, asking AND WHY IS THAT? However, his mind still seems to be on his daughter
"Well, would you say sweeping away souls is fun?"
I WOULD SAY IT SIMPLY HAS TO BE DONE. I DO NOT DO IT FOR ENJOYMENT. IN REALITY, MY PURPOSE IS SIMPLE. I AM HERE TO SWEEP AWAY THE SOULS OF THE DEAD. THAT IS WHY I EXIST.
"So sweeping away souls is the meaning of Death?"
SWEEPING AWAY SOULS IS WHY I EXIST. IT IS MY PURPOSE. IT IS THE MEANING OF ME.
"So, who's died recently? Any Gallands? Any of my family, the Galaxs?"
INTERESTING CONVERSATION STARTER. IF YOU REALLY WISH TO KNOW, CINDY GALAX DIED TWO DAYS AGO.
"Oh, really? How?"
PLAGUE. ANOTHER VICTIM OF MY DAUGHTER, PESTA. I... AM SORRY. He looks sad again.
"You have a daughter?"
YES.
"Hmm... Interesting... Now, back to the meaning of life. I think the meaning is to have fun."
It may be hard to discern the emotions of a skull, but it was obvious that thinking about his daughter upset Death. When you changed the subject so quickly, it confused and startled him slightly, but he went along with it, asking AND WHY IS THAT? However, his mind still seems to be on his daughter
"Well, would you say sweeping away souls is fun?"
I WOULD SAY IT SIMPLY HAS TO BE DONE. I DO NOT DO IT FOR ENJOYMENT. IN REALITY, MY PURPOSE IS SIMPLE. I AM HERE TO SWEEP AWAY THE SOULS OF THE DEAD. THAT IS WHY I EXIST.
"So sweeping away souls is the meaning of Death?"
SWEEPING AWAY SOULS IS WHY I EXIST. IT IS MY PURPOSE. IT IS THE MEANING OF ME.
"Yes. And is it boring?"
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"Ah, yeah, that makes sense. But what do you think the reason to live is?"
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
"That's nice. I've scared too many kids in my time just by doing what I do on a regular basis, like some spells."
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
YOU ARE ASKING DEATH ABOUT THE PURPOSE OF LIFE? He thinks for a moment, I SUPPOSE THAT IT MIGHT BE CATS. THEY ARE NICE.
"Yes, indeed they are. I think it's just to have fun, and that the Hokey Pokey explains the universe. But recent interactions have led me to believe that it could be mushrooms."
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
I AM NOT SURE ABOUT THE FUN PART, BUT THE REST SEEMS REASONABLE. He thumbs idly through the newspaper he has been holding as he talks.
"So, who's died recently? Any Gallands? Any of my family, the Galaxs?"
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
INTERESTING CONVERSATION STARTER. IF YOU REALLY WISH TO KNOW, CINDY GALAX DIED TWO DAYS AGO.
"Oh, really? How?"
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
PLAGUE. ANOTHER VICTIM OF MY DAUGHTER, PESTA. I... AM SORRY. He looks sad again.
"You have a daughter?"
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
YES.
"Hmm... Interesting... Now, back to the meaning of life. I think the meaning is to have fun."
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
It may be hard to discern the emotions of a skull, but it was obvious that thinking about his daughter upset Death. When you changed the subject so quickly, it confused and startled him slightly, but he went along with it, asking AND WHY IS THAT? However, his mind still seems to be on his daughter
"Well, would you say sweeping away souls is fun?"
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
I WOULD SAY IT SIMPLY HAS TO BE DONE. I DO NOT DO IT FOR ENJOYMENT. IN REALITY, MY PURPOSE IS SIMPLE. I AM HERE TO SWEEP AWAY THE SOULS OF THE DEAD. THAT IS WHY I EXIST.
"So sweeping away souls is the meaning of Death?"
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
*so I'm gonna crash the conversation*
A half orc enters
He is wearing an eyepatch and has a mace on his side
Ain’t nuttiness Berta than sum good ole jambalaya
A half elf walks over to him, also with a mace at his side. "Hey there," he says. "That's a nice mace you've got." He gestures at your side.
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
waitin on ya, ella
SWEEPING AWAY SOULS IS WHY I EXIST. IT IS MY PURPOSE. IT IS THE MEANING OF ME.
"Yes. And is it boring?"
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The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
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