Kinda how it goes in my life. I'm from the dirt, I pursue greatness and I find it to be just the same filth I've been involved with my whole life. Which is why I'd rather spend 20 grand a year crawling through dirt than say 80 grand.
If its the same evil food, uncaring teachers, and cliquish world no matter where I go, I might as well go to that world cheaper.
Aside from that bit of grim disillusioning, I'm actually feeling pretty creative lately. And like, in a non-bleak way. Coral forests, giant sloths, old people. My crack dreams are getting to be pretty stable.











As for the bard, yeah that was very much an accidental idea. Originally he was just going to be a Drow bard because of the +2 CHA, but my friend Gabe called Drow, so the next race with darkvision was Duergar and I made the joke about him being the blackest bard from the blackest depths and hey, it stuck!
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^ can turn into a swarm of angry bees ^
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