Out on a farm somewhere in Faerun, Alex foresees what strangely looks like the friendship of a level 1 pig and a common, though level 5, spider. The pig is seen watching the spider build her webs, and they often sit in the same spot for hours, as if they're actually speaking to each other. Sometimes a rat and a goose are there, too.
Spiders, of course, have much shorter lifespans than pigs, and Alex foresees her dying of old age. The pig sits by its trough for nearly two days without eating after her passing.
2. This went a little better. You rolled a 14! The research trio find a small, tattered journal wedged between the pages of a book about meditation.
The journal is a careful account of what it actually means to change the past — and the consequences it ultimately has. Timelines are rewritten. One existence fades to make way for another. Empires crumble in a blink and are reformed, with unexpected and unintended effects.
Is it worth it? Mmm. Yeah. Yeah, it is.
The journal is written in loopy, fanciful handwriting. Definitely the mark of an eccentric.
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Out on a farm somewhere in Faerun, Alex foresees what strangely looks like the friendship of a level 1 pig and a common, though level 5, spider. The pig is seen watching the spider build her webs, and they often sit in the same spot for hours, as if they're actually speaking to each other. Sometimes a rat and a goose are there, too.
Spiders, of course, have much shorter lifespans than pigs, and Alex foresees her dying of old age. The pig sits by its trough for nearly two days without eating after her passing.
2. This went a little better. You rolled a 14! The research trio find a small, tattered journal wedged between the pages of a book about meditation.
The journal is a careful account of what it actually means to change the past — and the consequences it ultimately has. Timelines are rewritten. One existence fades to make way for another. Empires crumble in a blink and are reformed, with unexpected and unintended effects.
Is it worth it? Mmm. Yeah. Yeah, it is.
The journal is written in loopy, fanciful handwriting. Definitely the mark of an eccentric.