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[Cptn Kaladin Anrizlokum]

What the heck does the second one even mean?

The person who knocked came to our door accidentally.

[Neonivek]

What the heck does the second one even mean?

The person who knocked came to our door accidentally.

Oooh

I'll abstain... I like both choices too much

[Broken]

well, seems like we are a healing prodigy now.

anyway, 1. might as well reconcile.

[Frumple]

anyway, 1. might as well reconcile.

heeheeheehee

But yes, 1. Let's see what our necromancy aligned borderline abusive parents are up to

[birdy51]

1!

Tragedy!

[Oneir]

What the heck does the second one even mean?

The person who knocked came to our door accidentally.

I prefer the interpretation that our parent's came to our door accidentally.

anyway, 1. might as well reconcile.

heeheeheehee
+1

But yes, 1. Let's see what our necromancy aligned borderline abusive parents are up to

[Un67]

It turned out that they just wanted me to identify an old amulet they said they had stolen from somewhere. We argued a lot, and they eventually told me that it actually had belonged to my grandfather. It was a terrible visit, but at least I got to keep the amulet.
(Gained Amulet)

My Conjuration class was very practical. We learned to throw fire and create magical shields for combat casting and dueling.

1) I still won my share of duels since I knew how to fight. (Needs 25 Fighting)
I still won my share of duels since I was very strong. (Needs 35 Body)
2) My troll heritage made me hard to beat.
3) I studied really hard, at the expense of my other classes.
4) I didn't even bother to try.

Spoiler: Current Stats (click to show/hide)

Gorl Rockeater, a troll student.
Age: 17

Good: 55%
Evil: 45%
Body: 33%
Personality: 7%
Willpower: 24%
Fame: 1%
 
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 11%
Conjuration: 6%
Divination: 20%
Enchantment: 6%
Healing: 90%
Illusion: 6%
Necromancy: 20%
Summoning: 20%
Transmutation: 6%

KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 50%
Agriculture: 5%
Diplomacy: 15%
Economics: 10%
Fighting: 35%
Geography: 20%
History: 20%
Nature: 7%
Religion: 20%
Smithing: 12%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 20%

FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: Cat the dog
My horse named Dog.

- My mean parents.
- a human named Hermann, a friend I met at the academy.

FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 20
Royal Family: 0
Elves: -50
Dwarves: 0
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 35
Fighters Guild: 0

Gold: 25

INVENTORY:
A magical amulet that my grandfather used to own.

[darkpaladin109]

1.

[Generally me]

1.

[Neonivek]

1

What is the point of our cruddy childhood if we don't fight?

[hostergaard]

2. Finally putting that troll heritage to good use (tough 1 is a good option too!)

[Oneir]

1!

[Un67]

The trick was to rush my opponent and interrupt their casting. Once I did that, I had more time to cast my own offensive spells. My teacher gave me many texts by other wizards who had fought the same way.
(History +10, Warcraft +10)

I was beginning to learn that the Academy was a very dangerous place. I had made it to my fourth year, but I was becoming less concerned with the graduation rate and more ill at ease with the survival rate. Another accident took place in my Summoning class. Some student had gained access to the Archmage's personal library and learned a spell they couldn't control. I filed that thought away for later. The idea that extra-powerful tomes were kept apart was very interesting.

The spell began normally as the student made the necessary gestures and said the needed magic words. Unfortunately, he missed a key component to the spell, and the snakes he summoned were out of his control. To make matters worst, they were poisonous and extremely aggressive. They immediately began to attack everyone in sight.

I commanded the snakes to follow my orders. (Needs 30 Willpower)
1) I grabbed a chair and fought the snakes. (Needs 30 Fighting)
I fried them all with conjured lightning. (Needs 25 Conjuration)
2) Several of the snakes bit me.

Spoiler: Current Stats (click to show/hide)

Gorl Rockeater, a troll student.
Age: 18

Good: 55%
Evil: 45%
Body: 33%
Personality: 7%
Willpower: 24%
Fame: 1%
 
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 11%
Conjuration: 6%
Divination: 20%
Enchantment: 6%
Healing: 90%
Illusion: 6%
Necromancy: 20%
Summoning: 20%
Transmutation: 6%

KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 50%
Agriculture: 5%
Diplomacy: 15%
Economics: 10%
Fighting: 35%
Geography: 20%
History: 30%
Nature: 7%
Religion: 20%
Smithing: 12%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 30%

FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: Cat the dog
My horse named Dog.

- My mean parents.
- a human named Hermann, a friend I met at the academy.

FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 20
Royal Family: 0
Elves: -50
Dwarves: 0
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 35
Fighters Guild: 0

Gold: 25

INVENTORY:
A magical amulet that my grandfather used to own.

[Broken]

1, of course.

[birdy51]

Troll Healer Smash-Smash!