Kandykorn
Lion Apologist
- Location
- The Goof Realm
- Pronouns
- They/Them
You blurt out several answers all at once, but Frantically, the world hears Two:
"Bernarrio" is certainly an amalgamation of names, but as you sigh, you decide it's the one for you. As for class, You yelled out several, and multi-classing isn't available for another level!
I am as of current hearing four main options, so I took the liberty of rolling a d4 to determine your fate.
You, Bernarrio, will be a barbarian.
The void around you turns a light red color, and everything fades to white. You awake sitting in a field of light blue grass, a light yellow sky and brilliant red sun burn down over you. You also notice that you feel significantly... Smaller. As you look down, you see that you are a Mankey, but not just a mankey, a mankey holding an axe.
Statistically, as a barbarian (and a mankey), you will get advantage on any action done "through rage."
As you continue to look around, you notice, sleeping next to you, a croagunk who seems to have a hood on, a popplio who's cuddling a saxophone in it's sleep, and a blipbug with a book larger than it. In the distance to the north, there is a large tower, while to all other sides of you there is a vast forest. It starts to dawn on you a little that this feels... Real.
You feel like a mankey. A mankey in a strangely colored field.
"Die!" You hear a voice yell out. Two sableye holding bows confront you. one knocks an arrow and fires.
<9>
The wind rushing past your ears definitely felt real.
"Bernarrio" is certainly an amalgamation of names, but as you sigh, you decide it's the one for you. As for class, You yelled out several, and multi-classing isn't available for another level!
I am as of current hearing four main options, so I took the liberty of rolling a d4 to determine your fate.
You, Bernarrio, will be a barbarian.
The void around you turns a light red color, and everything fades to white. You awake sitting in a field of light blue grass, a light yellow sky and brilliant red sun burn down over you. You also notice that you feel significantly... Smaller. As you look down, you see that you are a Mankey, but not just a mankey, a mankey holding an axe.
Statistically, as a barbarian (and a mankey), you will get advantage on any action done "through rage."
As you continue to look around, you notice, sleeping next to you, a croagunk who seems to have a hood on, a popplio who's cuddling a saxophone in it's sleep, and a blipbug with a book larger than it. In the distance to the north, there is a large tower, while to all other sides of you there is a vast forest. It starts to dawn on you a little that this feels... Real.
You feel like a mankey. A mankey in a strangely colored field.
"Die!" You hear a voice yell out. Two sableye holding bows confront you. one knocks an arrow and fires.
<9>
The wind rushing past your ears definitely felt real.