It so is!

It’s so interesting how much stories can change throughout writing.

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That is literally epic!

 Thanks. Darn it, I just spoiled this characters backstory.

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Thanks, she is fun to play. I am actually thinking about trying to write a book about her. 

 I’m currently thinking of writing a book about a character that brings people to the afterlife, so basically a phycopomp.

 Psychopomps are cool. I wrote a short story that was supposed to be about a bunch of psychopomps fighting each other for a guy's soul, but it turned into a story about a guy mourning his own death. 

 Holy moly, that’s cool!

 I still haven't finished writing it. I got stuck on the part when Death himself had to talk. I had been reading too much Terry Pratchett and he writes Death hilariously, which wouldn't fit the tone. I think I could finish it now, I just need to make the time.

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That is literally epic!

 Thanks. Darn it, I just spoiled this characters backstory.

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Thanks, she is fun to play. I am actually thinking about trying to write a book about her. 

 I’m currently thinking of writing a book about a character that brings people to the afterlife, so basically a phycopomp.

 Psychopomps are cool. I wrote a short story that was supposed to be about a bunch of psychopomps fighting each other for a guy's soul, but it turned into a story about a guy mourning his own death. 

 Holy moly, that’s cool!

 I still haven't finished writing it. I got stuck on the part when Death himself had to talk. I had been reading too much Terry Pratchett and he writes Death hilariously, which wouldn't fit the tone. I think I could finish it now, I just need to make the time.

 Sometimes it’s ok to take breaks from projects. Sometimes people need some time to figure out what to do.

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It’s so interesting how much stories can change throughout writing.

 That's one of the best parts. 

Imagine you found the hand of Vecna and you accidentally cut off the wrong hand.

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Imagine you found the hand of Vecna and you accidentally cut off the wrong hand.

 Oof

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Imagine you found the hand of Vecna and you accidentally cut off the wrong hand.

 That would suck

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The parents of this character wanted a child but so far they could not have any. The father decided to risk his life and go to a dragon who lives in the mountains and ask for its blessing. The dragon gave him directions from a tree where he was to pick one of its fruit and bring it back to his wife. She would eat the fruit and it would cause her to bare a lovely child.

He went and got the fruit, but he disobeyed the dragons orders and took two, just in case. When his wife ate the first one, she went on to give birth to a beautiful child gifted in grace. Later she decided she wanted another child, so she ate the second fruit even though it was old and shriveled. She gave birth to a hideous dragon child.

The two children loved each other despite their differences, but they eventually had to grow up. The beautiful child went and got married, which saddened the dragon child for she knew such a fate was not for her.

Unfortunately, the dragon told the father to take the fruit from a tree that was not his. It was the tree of a powerful fey spirit who was angered by the theft. Because the children were born of his fruit, he believed them to be his, so he kidnapped the beautiful daughter. The dragon daughter was of no interest to him because of her hideous form.

So the rest of the story is about the dragon daughter going on to rescue her sister. The story will start a little before their birth and continue on until the sister is rescued and will follow the growth and development of the dragon child. It is heavily inspired by a Hellboy short story, random folklore, and my love for dragons. 

 Wowww I love that, super cool character origins

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The parents of this character wanted a child but so far they could not have any. The father decided to risk his life and go to a dragon who lives in the mountains and ask for its blessing. The dragon gave him directions from a tree where he was to pick one of its fruit and bring it back to his wife. She would eat the fruit and it would cause her to bare a lovely child.

He went and got the fruit, but he disobeyed the dragons orders and took two, just in case. When his wife ate the first one, she went on to give birth to a beautiful child gifted in grace. Later she decided she wanted another child, so she ate the second fruit even though it was old and shriveled. She gave birth to a hideous dragon child.

The two children loved each other despite their differences, but they eventually had to grow up. The beautiful child went and got married, which saddened the dragon child for she knew such a fate was not for her.

Unfortunately, the dragon told the father to take the fruit from a tree that was not his. It was the tree of a powerful fey spirit who was angered by the theft. Because the children were born of his fruit, he believed them to be his, so he kidnapped the beautiful daughter. The dragon daughter was of no interest to him because of her hideous form.

So the rest of the story is about the dragon daughter going on to rescue her sister. The story will start a little before their birth and continue on until the sister is rescued and will follow the growth and development of the dragon child. It is heavily inspired by a Hellboy short story, random folklore, and my love for dragons. 

 Wowww I love that, super cool character origins

 Thanks, Yondor.

Hi, guys! I made some alterations to Plague Eater's loadout.

His staff now looks like a hybrid between a handgonne (also known as a hand cannon because of its design and functionality) and a kanabo (Japanese metal greatclub). In addition, it slots into his new shield, which is a tower shield designed to look like a mouth. When placed into the shield, the staff is stabilized enough for him to fire at long distances without issue.

Mechanically, they are still just a shield and a(n albeit extremely powerful) staff, but flavor is everything.

Nice. That's really cool.

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Hi, guys! I made some alterations to Plague Eater's loadout.

His staff now looks like a hybrid between a handgonne (also known as a hand cannon because of its design and functionality) and a kanabo (Japanese metal greatclub). In addition, it slots into his new shield, which is a tower shield designed to look like a mouth. When placed into the shield, the staff is stabilized enough for him to fire at long distances without issue.

Mechanically, they are still just a shield and a(n albeit extremely powerful) staff, but flavor is everything.

 Love how they work together

Hey, Yondoman! You're up!

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Hey, Yondoman! You're up!

 *Casually adds another to list*

Hi!

Hey!

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Hey, Yondoman! You're up!

 I approve of the nickname my good Boopster

Here's a diary entry from Plague Eater as a child of about 9. He was always eloquent, but he later found out that that was kinda weird and turned to using some more normal words:

Dear diary,

Mom found out about my traps today.

It was around dinnertime, and I supposed that I could have a snack, as family dinners don't really satisfy me anymore. I was out in the woods, and I believe I must have taken too long eating, as mom came looking for me.

She screamed when she saw me, caked in fresh, hot gore and right next to one of dad's missing hunting traps. She believed me to be wounded, so she sprinted toward me and gave me a big hug, crying. She said she needed to get me to a cleric. Then she noticed the half-eaten fox in the trap.

I want to pretend that I don't know whart she was thinking. That, like some other times, I just didn't understand. That my lizard brain just didn't get it. But her face made it all so clear.

"Did you do this?" She asked, but she didn't want an answer. She knew what I did, and she knew exactly why.

She's whisper-yelling at dad now. She sent me to my room without dinner. Locked the door, too. I'm so hungry. I can't tell what she's saying, but words like "psychopath" and "monster" I can hear perfectly clearly.

She's scared. I think I am too.

Hey everyone, just a reminder:

Blood relations are like suggested party members, but it's okay to find your switch out as many of them as you need, and to surround yourself with a party that suits you. Family isn't whoever's related to you, it's the people who are good to you. Have a nice day.