"Get me the manager! I demand to know why I am in Hell!" the soul shouted.
The fallen angel sighed. "We rebelled against God."
"That's no reason to punish me!"
"You do not understand. You were not sent here to be punished by us. You were sent here as punishment to us."
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@mawr This is pretty much always the case in our home games. Institutionalized, hard coded "badness" is racist as fuck.
Also very glad Paizo moved way from the term "race" in PF2 to Ancestry. Makes a lot more sense with how the game handles it and is waaaay less creepy.
To fly is to be free.
To read the winds is to feel the pulse of the planet. To outrun a storm, to ride the roar of a hurricane, to flow and let all flow through you, is to live.
We left, we dragons. When humans became too much of a nuisance we left.
The winds are better on Venus.
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@IrisKalmia Nope... I still want an MTS 1200 and I haven't ridden a bike in 3 years.
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This has been a response, thank you for listening to this response.
There were many stories about her. When she negotiated away the dragon, or nursed a lynx cub, or taught the king's champion how to weep, or...
There were many stories told about her. She never told them herself.
"I know what I've done," she'd say. "Never did it for the telling."
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Shape and form may vary but the pattern of information remains consistent across most known platforms and vessels. Accounting for unknown hosts remains irksome.
Pronous: She/They/Them-THEONESWHOARE!!!!!