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."
"If you're here for long enough you will get used to it"
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."
"If you're here for long enough you will get used to it"
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."
"If you're here for long enough you will get used to it"
"How long have you been on this plane?"
"Here specifically, a week. On other material planes, far longer"
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
Four pulls out several vials "You have alchemy experience?"
"I mix uhm. Stuff meant to explode. To put it mildly."
"That will have to suffice. Be warned that if this fails, the results could be disastrous"
"Define disastrous because most people mean funny."
"It may explode, melt the table, release poison gas, turn everything in a 10 foot radius to gold. It could also turn you into gold, lead, an unknown substance, or a bean."
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."
"If you're here for long enough you will get used to it"
"How long have you been on this plane?"
"Here specifically, a week. On other material planes, far longer"
"I am an experienced planar traveler. I have gone through the ethereal plane, the planes of earth, air, fire, and water, the astral plane, the coordinate plane, the abyss, krynn, the nine hells, the upside-down, beastlands, pandemonium, limbo, dreamland, the spider-verse, death's domain, the feywild, the shadowfell, eberon, ravenloft, and many, many more. What other material planes have you been on.;?"
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."
"If you're here for long enough you will get used to it"
"How long have you been on this plane?"
"Here specifically, a week. On other material planes, far longer"
"I am an experienced planar traveler. I have gone through the ethereal plane, the planes of earth, air, fire, and water, the astral plane, the coordinate plane, the abyss, krynn, the nine hells, the beastlands, pandemonium, limbo, dreamland, the spider-verse, death's domain, the feywild, the shadowfell, eberon, ravenloft, and many, many more. What other material planes have you been on.;?"
"I have been on [DATA MISSING]"
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."
"If you're here for long enough you will get used to it"
"How long have you been on this plane?"
"Here specifically, a week. On other material planes, far longer"
"I am an experienced planar traveler. I have gone through the ethereal plane, the planes of earth, air, fire, and water, the astral plane, the coordinate plane, the abyss, krynn, the nine hells, the upside-down, the other side, inbetween, the all around, the beastlands, pandemonium, limbo, dreamland, the spider-verse, death's domain, the feywild, the shadowfell, eberon, ravenloft, and many, many more. What other material planes have you been on.;?"
"I have been on [DATA MISSING]"
"[DATA MISSING]?. I have never heard of that place."
Four pulls out several vials "You have alchemy experience?"
"I mix uhm. Stuff meant to explode. To put it mildly."
"That will have to suffice. Be warned that if this fails, the results could be disastrous"
"Define disastrous because most people mean funny."
"It may explode, melt the table, release poison gas, turn everything in a 10 foot radius to gold. It could also turn you into gold, lead, an unknown substance, or a bean."
"Mind if I take notes? For totally normal not gonna weaponize that purposes."
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."
"If you're here for long enough you will get used to it"
"How long have you been on this plane?"
"Here specifically, a week. On other material planes, far longer"
"I am an experienced planar traveler. I have gone through the ethereal plane, the planes of earth, air, fire, and water, the astral plane, the coordinate plane, the abyss, krynn, the nine hells, the upside-down, the other side, inbetween, the all around, the beastlands, pandemonium, limbo, dreamland, the spider-verse, death's domain, the feywild, the shadowfell, eberon, ravenloft, and many, many more. What other material planes have you been on.;?"
"I have been on [DATA MISSING]"
"[DATA MISSING]?. I have never heard of that place."
"It is not a place"
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."
"If you're here for long enough you will get used to it"
"How long have you been on this plane?"
"Here specifically, a week. On other material planes, far longer"
"I am an experienced planar traveler. I have gone through the ethereal plane, the planes of earth, air, fire, and water, the astral plane, the coordinate plane, the abyss, krynn, the nine hells, the upside-down, the other side, inbetween, the all around, the beastlands, pandemonium, limbo, dreamland, the spider-verse, death's domain, the feywild, the shadowfell, eberon, ravenloft, and many, many more. What other material planes have you been on.;?"
"I have been on [DATA MISSING]"
"[DATA MISSING]?. I have never heard of that place."
Four pulls out several vials "You have alchemy experience?"
"I mix uhm. Stuff meant to explode. To put it mildly."
"That will have to suffice. Be warned that if this fails, the results could be disastrous"
"Define disastrous because most people mean funny."
"It may explode, melt the table, release poison gas, turn everything in a 10 foot radius to gold. It could also turn you into gold, lead, an unknown substance, or a bean."
"Mind if I take notes? For totally normal not gonna weaponize that purposes."
"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
Four pulls out several vials "You have alchemy experience?"
"I mix uhm. Stuff meant to explode. To put it mildly."
"That will have to suffice. Be warned that if this fails, the results could be disastrous"
"Define disastrous because most people mean funny."
"It may explode, melt the table, release poison gas, turn everything in a 10 foot radius to gold. It could also turn you into gold, lead, an unknown substance, or a bean."
"Mind if I take notes? For totally normal not gonna weaponize that purposes."
Four pulls out several vials "You have alchemy experience?"
"I mix uhm. Stuff meant to explode. To put it mildly."
"That will have to suffice. Be warned that if this fails, the results could be disastrous"
"Define disastrous because most people mean funny."
"It may explode, melt the table, release poison gas, turn everything in a 10 foot radius to gold. It could also turn you into gold, lead, an unknown substance, or a bean."
"Mind if I take notes? For totally normal not gonna weaponize that purposes."
"Yes"
"As in yes you mind ro yes I can."
"You can"
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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
*A couple of reckless steps later, and I am here.*
A towering, broad-shouldered figure in large robes, plate armor, and a closed cylindrical helmet walks in. Despite their size and appearance, and, more importantly, the fact that they're wearing plate armor, they seem to be trying to be unintrusive.
Aura/magic reading:
They have a strong aura of necromancy and a slightly weaker aura of abjuration.
*A couple of reckless steps later, and I am here.*
A towering, broad-shouldered figure in large robes, plate armor, and a closed cylindrical helmet walks in. Despite their size and appearance, and, more importantly, the fact that they're wearing plate armor, they seem to be trying to be unintrusive.
Aura/magic reading:
They have a strong aura of necromancy and a slightly weaker aura of abjuration.
Sushi walks over says something in french and the black ferret interpreter plopped atop the little were-ferrets head goes, "Weapons at the door please."
*A couple of reckless steps later, and I am here.*
A towering, broad-shouldered figure in large robes, plate armor, and a closed cylindrical helmet walks in. Despite their size and appearance, and, more importantly, the fact that they're wearing plate armor, they seem to be trying to be unintrusive.
Aura/magic reading:
They have a strong aura of necromancy and a slightly weaker aura of abjuration.
Sushi walks over says something in french and the black ferret interpreter plopped atop the little were-ferrets head goes, "Weapons at the door please."
The figure reaches into its coat and begins producing large amounts of items that don't seem to be weapons or magic items: herbs, books, jewelry of unknown make, talismans, stuffed animals, etc.
Finally, he holds out an intricate lead goblet. "May I hold on to this?" It rasps. Creatures staring into the goblet can hear faint echoes of fish flopping on wet concrete and the squeals of pigs.
Aura/magic reading:
There is a very small amount of magical power in the pile of trinkets. The goblet has faint necromancy magic.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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"That will have to suffice. Be warned that if this fails, the results could be disastrous"
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"If you're here for long enough you will get used to it"
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"How long have you been on this plane?.!?"
"Here specifically, a week. On other material planes, far longer"
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"Define disastrous because most people mean funny."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"It may explode, melt the table, release poison gas, turn everything in a 10 foot radius to gold. It could also turn you into gold, lead, an unknown substance, or a bean."
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"I am an experienced planar traveler. I have gone through the ethereal plane, the planes of earth, air, fire, and water, the astral plane, the coordinate plane, the abyss, krynn, the nine hells, the upside-down, beastlands, pandemonium, limbo, dreamland, the spider-verse, death's domain, the feywild, the shadowfell, eberon, ravenloft, and many, many more. What other material planes have you been on.;?"
"I have been on [DATA MISSING]"
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"[DATA MISSING]?. I have never heard of that place."
"Mind if I take notes? For totally normal not gonna weaponize that purposes."
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"It is not a place"
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"What is it then.,'/?"
"Yes"
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"As in yes you mind ro yes I can."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"You can"
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"Ignorance is bliss until it's you who is being ignored" -A friend
"Sweet, so what's the first step in this poiso- I mean chemic- I mean experiment."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*A couple of reckless steps later, and I am here.*
A towering, broad-shouldered figure in large robes, plate armor, and a closed cylindrical helmet walks in. Despite their size and appearance, and, more importantly, the fact that they're wearing plate armor, they seem to be trying to be unintrusive.
Aura/magic reading:
They have a strong aura of necromancy and a slightly weaker aura of abjuration.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Sushi walks over says something in french and the black ferret interpreter plopped atop the little were-ferrets head goes, "Weapons at the door please."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"Hand me the blue vial"
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 figure reaches into its coat and begins producing large amounts of items that don't seem to be weapons or magic items: herbs, books, jewelry of unknown make, talismans, stuffed animals, etc.
Finally, he holds out an intricate lead goblet. "May I hold on to this?" It rasps. Creatures staring into the goblet can hear faint echoes of fish flopping on wet concrete and the squeals of pigs.
Aura/magic reading:
There is a very small amount of magical power in the pile of trinkets. The goblet has faint necromancy magic.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels