Become an emotion Lord and LEVEL UP.
You have become an Emotion Lord! The King of Emotion has declared you unworthy of full ascension as of now, however. He has a set f tasks for you however....
Char: A fucking griffon
Find ye bounty.
You are a griffin! Your bounty... KILL MOONLIT SHADOW! Your reward will be discussed after you finish the job.
DO STOCK!!! REVEL IN MY NEWFOUND WEALTH AND ASK FOR, UH, LAND! NO WAIT. ASK FOR EVIDENCE OF MYSTICAL BEASTS. AND ALL WHO ARE LOOKING TO KILL THEM!!!
THE KING HAS FUND YOUR ACT A CRIME, AND PUNISHABLE BY DEATH! You get a bounty on your head, and no stock for you!
Begin play as a kobold named Pun-Pun, a level one wizard with a serpent familiar. Buy a Candle of Invocation.
You are Pun-Pun, a kobold slave. Formerly human, a wizard transformed you into a kobold, and marked you as his by welding a candle on the top of your head. You are currently in a cave, digging for gold and diamonds. An annoying snake bites at your ankles, too.
BE NECROMANCER STALIN!
Roll=5
GREETINGS NECROMANCER STALIN, THE KING's ORACLE! Your reanimated skulls told you to beware the fish people, and as a result, the bounty was made.
Fish-people, eh? Count Julio Horatio Von Ruffles the Unfairly Prejudiced never did trust those scaly, foul-smelling bastards.
No wonder they're behind... all this, whatever "this" may be.
To the docks! Find a fisherman! Enquire as to how much it would cost me to rent/buy a fishing boat!
Also ask if they know where 'fish people' might be found.
YOu go to the stocks, to find a fish people boat! The fish people eye you with suspicion, and complain to the guards about you.
I am ze King!
Send my knights to deal with all the ruffians and bandits that are plaguing the kingdom below.
You are a king of another land. You do so, and a civil war breaks out in your land as a result.
I am the Purple Wizard in search of a bounty! Cast the spells! Cast all the spells!
You begin the Spellmageddon. The whole land is ravaged by magic. Magic is now taboo, and you are in a dungeon, with your hands and tongue lopped off.
Tell people I know where the evil is, get payment for this knoledge and then make up some random bullshit about a faraway land.
You tell of the evil, and as you got your prize, the evil became true! You were proven true because a rainbow meteor fell on your head. You died.
Become Tree Summoner
You are a Tree Summoner, the last of your kind, in a world ravaged by spells.