The door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
Four goes to investigate
The orb swivels 361 degrees in its chair.
"What are you?"
The orb sits there motionless. As Four stands there, they feel a strange force brush against their mind. At first, strange colors enter the mind, all mixed together and constantly shifting. Then the colors seem to take more of a form, and words flash across Four's vision. "HheLo i aM mE I tHinK. I HOpe. WhAT aRe yOU.,? "
*Don't worry, the weird writing is temporary. Can I get a description of Four?*
*heavily damaged warforged with an arm missing*
"I am also myself"
More words flash across your vision. "tHat Is gooD. you Don'"t loOk Like you are comPletely yoU. HaVe yOu misPlacEd youRself?." the sphere seems to be rocking back and forth slightly as the words move through your mind.
"I am missing an arm and most of my memory. Both can be replaced with time"
"I HavE NO ArmS, SO I Can'T LosE TheM. HoweveR MY MemorY IS A ValuablE TreasurE ThaT I HopE TO NeveR LosE"
"The loss is inconvenient"
"iT musT bE iF yoU arE useD tO theM. livinG withouT theM isn,T thaT baD thougH. i managE."
The door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
Four goes to investigate
The orb swivels 361 degrees in its chair.
"What are you?"
The orb sits there motionless. As Four stands there, they feel a strange force brush against their mind. At first, strange colors enter the mind, all mixed together and constantly shifting. Then the colors seem to take more of a form, and words flash across Four's vision. "HheLo i aM mE I tHinK. I HOpe. WhAT aRe yOU.,? "
*Don't worry, the weird writing is temporary. Can I get a description of Four?*
*heavily damaged warforged with an arm missing*
"I am also myself"
More words flash across your vision. "tHat Is gooD. you Don'"t loOk Like you are comPletely yoU. HaVe yOu misPlacEd youRself?." the sphere seems to be rocking back and forth slightly as the words move through your mind.
"I am missing an arm and most of my memory. Both can be replaced with time"
"I HavE NO ArmS, SO I Can'T LosE TheM. HoweveR MY MemorY IS A ValuablE TreasurE ThaT I HopE TO NeveR LosE"
"The loss is inconvenient"
"iT musT bE iF yoU arE useD tO theM. livinG withouT theM isn,T thaT baD thougH. i managE."
"Most of the memories lost are inconsequential. But there are some that need to be recovered"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
The door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
Four goes to investigate
The orb swivels 361 degrees in its chair.
"What are you?"
The orb sits there motionless. As Four stands there, they feel a strange force brush against their mind. At first, strange colors enter the mind, all mixed together and constantly shifting. Then the colors seem to take more of a form, and words flash across Four's vision. "HheLo i aM mE I tHinK. I HOpe. WhAT aRe yOU.,? "
*Don't worry, the weird writing is temporary. Can I get a description of Four?*
*heavily damaged warforged with an arm missing*
"I am also myself"
More words flash across your vision. "tHat Is gooD. you Don'"t loOk Like you are comPletely yoU. HaVe yOu misPlacEd youRself?." the sphere seems to be rocking back and forth slightly as the words move through your mind.
"I am missing an arm and most of my memory. Both can be replaced with time"
"I HavE NO ArmS, SO I Can'T LosE TheM. HoweveR MY MemorY IS A ValuablE TreasurE ThaT I HopE TO NeveR LosE"
"The loss is inconvenient"
"iT musT bE iF yoU arE useD tO theM. livinG withouT theM isn,T thaT baD thougH. i managE."
"Most of the memories lost are inconsequential. But there are some that need to be recovered"
"My peOple tReasure alL of oUr memorIes And woUld gO To Great Lengths To retrIeve a singLe losT onE." says the orb with more thought words.
The door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
Four goes to investigate
The orb swivels 361 degrees in its chair.
"What are you?"
The orb sits there motionless. As Four stands there, they feel a strange force brush against their mind. At first, strange colors enter the mind, all mixed together and constantly shifting. Then the colors seem to take more of a form, and words flash across Four's vision. "HheLo i aM mE I tHinK. I HOpe. WhAT aRe yOU.,? "
*Don't worry, the weird writing is temporary. Can I get a description of Four?*
*heavily damaged warforged with an arm missing*
"I am also myself"
More words flash across your vision. "tHat Is gooD. you Don'"t loOk Like you are comPletely yoU. HaVe yOu misPlacEd youRself?." the sphere seems to be rocking back and forth slightly as the words move through your mind.
"I am missing an arm and most of my memory. Both can be replaced with time"
"I HavE NO ArmS, SO I Can'T LosE TheM. HoweveR MY MemorY IS A ValuablE TreasurE ThaT I HopE TO NeveR LosE"
"The loss is inconvenient"
"iT musT bE iF yoU arE useD tO theM. livinG withouT theM isn,T thaT baD thougH. i managE."
"Most of the memories lost are inconsequential. But there are some that need to be recovered"
"My peOple tReasure alL of oUr memorIes And woUld gO To Great Lengths To retrIeve a singLe losT onE." says the orb with more thought words.
"I only care about the important ones"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
The door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
Four goes to investigate
The orb swivels 361 degrees in its chair.
"What are you?"
The orb sits there motionless. As Four stands there, they feel a strange force brush against their mind. At first, strange colors enter the mind, all mixed together and constantly shifting. Then the colors seem to take more of a form, and words flash across Four's vision. "HheLo i aM mE I tHinK. I HOpe. WhAT aRe yOU.,? "
*Don't worry, the weird writing is temporary. Can I get a description of Four?*
*heavily damaged warforged with an arm missing*
"I am also myself"
More words flash across your vision. "tHat Is gooD. you Don'"t loOk Like you are comPletely yoU. HaVe yOu misPlacEd youRself?." the sphere seems to be rocking back and forth slightly as the words move through your mind.
"I am missing an arm and most of my memory. Both can be replaced with time"
"I HavE NO ArmS, SO I Can'T LosE TheM. HoweveR MY MemorY IS A ValuablE TreasurE ThaT I HopE TO NeveR LosE"
"The loss is inconvenient"
"iT musT bE iF yoU arE useD tO theM. livinG withouT theM isn,T thaT baD thougH. i managE."
"Most of the memories lost are inconsequential. But there are some that need to be recovered"
"My peOple tReasure alL of oUr memorIes And woUld gO To Great Lengths To retrIeve a singLe losT onE." says the orb with more thought words.
"I only care about the important ones"
" InteResting. OTHer peOPles aRe ofTeN veRy dIfFerent thEn miNe."
The large sphere sits still for a moment. There is no visible sign that this thing is alive or that it can think when it is like this. Then it "speaks" again. "i hopE My commoN Is noT Too confusinG. I aM Still tryinG To learN How tO Use iT Properly."
The door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
Four goes to investigate
The orb swivels 361 degrees in its chair.
"What are you?"
The orb sits there motionless. As Four stands there, they feel a strange force brush against their mind. At first, strange colors enter the mind, all mixed together and constantly shifting. Then the colors seem to take more of a form, and words flash across Four's vision. "HheLo i aM mE I tHinK. I HOpe. WhAT aRe yOU.,? "
*Don't worry, the weird writing is temporary. Can I get a description of Four?*
*heavily damaged warforged with an arm missing*
"I am also myself"
More words flash across your vision. "tHat Is gooD. you Don'"t loOk Like you are comPletely yoU. HaVe yOu misPlacEd youRself?." the sphere seems to be rocking back and forth slightly as the words move through your mind.
"I am missing an arm and most of my memory. Both can be replaced with time"
"I HavE NO ArmS, SO I Can'T LosE TheM. HoweveR MY MemorY IS A ValuablE TreasurE ThaT I HopE TO NeveR LosE"
"The loss is inconvenient"
"iT musT bE iF yoU arE useD tO theM. livinG withouT theM isn,T thaT baD thougH. i managE."
"Most of the memories lost are inconsequential. But there are some that need to be recovered"
"My peOple tReasure alL of oUr memorIes And woUld gO To Great Lengths To retrIeve a singLe losT onE." says the orb with more thought words.
"I only care about the important ones"
" InteResting. OTHer peOPles aRe ofTeN veRy dIfFerent thEn miNe."
The large sphere sits still for a moment. There is no visible sign that this thing is alive or that it can think when it is like this. Then it "speaks" again. "i hopE My commoN Is noT Too confusinG. I aM Still tryinG To learN How tO Use iT Properly."
"Only the first letter in the sentence needs to have a capital letter"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
The door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
Four goes to investigate
The orb swivels 361 degrees in its chair.
"What are you?"
The orb sits there motionless. As Four stands there, they feel a strange force brush against their mind. At first, strange colors enter the mind, all mixed together and constantly shifting. Then the colors seem to take more of a form, and words flash across Four's vision. "HheLo i aM mE I tHinK. I HOpe. WhAT aRe yOU.,? "
*Don't worry, the weird writing is temporary. Can I get a description of Four?*
*heavily damaged warforged with an arm missing*
"I am also myself"
More words flash across your vision. "tHat Is gooD. you Don'"t loOk Like you are comPletely yoU. HaVe yOu misPlacEd youRself?." the sphere seems to be rocking back and forth slightly as the words move through your mind.
"I am missing an arm and most of my memory. Both can be replaced with time"
"I HavE NO ArmS, SO I Can'T LosE TheM. HoweveR MY MemorY IS A ValuablE TreasurE ThaT I HopE TO NeveR LosE"
"The loss is inconvenient"
"iT musT bE iF yoU arE useD tO theM. livinG withouT theM isn,T thaT baD thougH. i managE."
"Most of the memories lost are inconsequential. But there are some that need to be recovered"
"My peOple tReasure alL of oUr memorIes And woUld gO To Great Lengths To retrIeve a singLe losT onE." says the orb with more thought words.
"I only care about the important ones"
" InteResting. OTHer peOPles aRe ofTeN veRy dIfFerent thEn miNe."
The large sphere sits still for a moment. There is no visible sign that this thing is alive or that it can think when it is like this. Then it "speaks" again. "i hopE My commoN Is noT Too confusinG. I aM Still tryinG To learN How tO Use iT Properly."
"Only the first letter in the sentence needs to have a capital letter"
There is a long pause and the sphere is still for quite a while. Then it slowly revolves on its bar stool a few times before saying, "Do you mean like this?"
The door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
Four goes to investigate
The orb swivels 361 degrees in its chair.
"What are you?"
The orb sits there motionless. As Four stands there, they feel a strange force brush against their mind. At first, strange colors enter the mind, all mixed together and constantly shifting. Then the colors seem to take more of a form, and words flash across Four's vision. "HheLo i aM mE I tHinK. I HOpe. WhAT aRe yOU.,? "
*Don't worry, the weird writing is temporary. Can I get a description of Four?*
*heavily damaged warforged with an arm missing*
"I am also myself"
More words flash across your vision. "tHat Is gooD. you Don'"t loOk Like you are comPletely yoU. HaVe yOu misPlacEd youRself?." the sphere seems to be rocking back and forth slightly as the words move through your mind.
"I am missing an arm and most of my memory. Both can be replaced with time"
"I HavE NO ArmS, SO I Can'T LosE TheM. HoweveR MY MemorY IS A ValuablE TreasurE ThaT I HopE TO NeveR LosE"
"The loss is inconvenient"
"iT musT bE iF yoU arE useD tO theM. livinG withouT theM isn,T thaT baD thougH. i managE."
"Most of the memories lost are inconsequential. But there are some that need to be recovered"
"My peOple tReasure alL of oUr memorIes And woUld gO To Great Lengths To retrIeve a singLe losT onE." says the orb with more thought words.
"I only care about the important ones"
" InteResting. OTHer peOPles aRe ofTeN veRy dIfFerent thEn miNe."
The large sphere sits still for a moment. There is no visible sign that this thing is alive or that it can think when it is like this. Then it "speaks" again. "i hopE My commoN Is noT Too confusinG. I aM Still tryinG To learN How tO Use iT Properly."
"Only the first letter in the sentence needs to have a capital letter"
There is a long pause and the sphere is still for quite a while. Then it slowly revolves on its bar stool a few times before saying, "Do you mean like this?"
"Yes"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
The door to the tavern slowly swings open. In rolls a rust red orb about five feet tall and smelling strongly of lemons. It casually rolls across the floor, stops, goes in a small circle, and then moves to the bar. It bumps into a bar stool and freezes. It sits there for a few moments. All of a sudden it is on top of the bar stool, balanced perfectly so as to not roll off. The large sphere sits there completely motionless.
Four goes to investigate
The orb swivels 361 degrees in its chair.
"What are you?"
The orb sits there motionless. As Four stands there, they feel a strange force brush against their mind. At first, strange colors enter the mind, all mixed together and constantly shifting. Then the colors seem to take more of a form, and words flash across Four's vision. "HheLo i aM mE I tHinK. I HOpe. WhAT aRe yOU.,? "
*Don't worry, the weird writing is temporary. Can I get a description of Four?*
*heavily damaged warforged with an arm missing*
"I am also myself"
More words flash across your vision. "tHat Is gooD. you Don'"t loOk Like you are comPletely yoU. HaVe yOu misPlacEd youRself?." the sphere seems to be rocking back and forth slightly as the words move through your mind.
"I am missing an arm and most of my memory. Both can be replaced with time"
"I HavE NO ArmS, SO I Can'T LosE TheM. HoweveR MY MemorY IS A ValuablE TreasurE ThaT I HopE TO NeveR LosE"
"The loss is inconvenient"
"iT musT bE iF yoU arE useD tO theM. livinG withouT theM isn,T thaT baD thougH. i managE."
"Most of the memories lost are inconsequential. But there are some that need to be recovered"
"My peOple tReasure alL of oUr memorIes And woUld gO To Great Lengths To retrIeve a singLe losT onE." says the orb with more thought words.
"I only care about the important ones"
" InteResting. OTHer peOPles aRe ofTeN veRy dIfFerent thEn miNe."
The large sphere sits still for a moment. There is no visible sign that this thing is alive or that it can think when it is like this. Then it "speaks" again. "i hopE My commoN Is noT Too confusinG. I aM Still tryinG To learN How tO Use iT Properly."
"Only the first letter in the sentence needs to have a capital letter"
There is a long pause and the sphere is still for quite a while. Then it slowly revolves on its bar stool a few times before saying, "Do you mean like this?"
"Yes"
The words move much more slowly through your mind as if a lot of thought and effort are put into them. "Strange. That doesn't seem to properly catch the importance of the other words. The material plane can be so confusing."
"iT musT bE iF yoU arE useD tO theM. livinG withouT theM isn,T thaT baD thougH. i managE."
"Most of the memories lost are inconsequential. But there are some that need to be recovered"
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"My peOple tReasure alL of oUr memorIes And woUld gO To Great Lengths To retrIeve a singLe losT onE." says the orb with more thought words.
"I only care about the important ones"
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"Darn, that means I can't get any of the fun stuff... So what are the explosives for?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"It will only explode if I do it wrong"
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"Can I request you do it wrong?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"Nothing is gained if I do"
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
" InteResting. OTHer peOPles aRe ofTeN veRy dIfFerent thEn miNe."
The large sphere sits still for a moment. There is no visible sign that this thing is alive or that it can think when it is like this. Then it "speaks" again. "i hopE My commoN Is noT Too confusinG. I aM Still tryinG To learN How tO Use iT Properly."
"But it'd be so funnnnnnn."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"I am not doing this for 'fun'"
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"Only the first letter in the sentence needs to have a capital letter"
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"Then for fame?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
There is a long pause and the sphere is still for quite a while. Then it slowly revolves on its bar stool a few times before saying, "Do you mean like this?"
"Yes"
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"To see if I still can"
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"Hmm. Okay fair."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
The words move much more slowly through your mind as if a lot of thought and effort are put into them. "Strange. That doesn't seem to properly catch the importance of the other words. The material plane can be so confusing."
Four pulls out several vials "You have alchemy experience?"
add "getting stabbed" to the list of things that I don't want to happen again
"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"I mix uhm. Stuff meant to explode. To put it mildly."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?