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"私はそうするでしょう。"

It was kind of a blur, but while it was falling towards you, it looked fairly clearly like a Grand Piano. That would explain the spacious lid you fit inside. You can't be sure of how much room you have, but it feels like the strings are about 15 feet above you.

That sure is a grand piano! More like a forte, really.

Attempt to stand up.

Or a calculator with a pi button.

"...Now that you mention it, this headache is probably dehydration. Hold on, I'll look for a stream."

((Should I just find one?))

My name is Marvin Ignotus. I am a hair under 5'4", fairly short but not puny. Brown hair, blue eyes, jeans and a sweatshirt. If you don't look closely, I don't stand out. Look closely, and you might notice the thin lines of symbols tattooed around my eyes, or the fading scar tracing from my cheek down my neck, or how I don't seem to blink nearly enough. I am a Medium, a Clairvoyant, a Mystic, a Seer, a Fraud--call me what you want, it doesn't matter.

My experiences with the supernatural started early. I come from a poor family, without a lot of support. I didn't lose much when I ran off at 16. I wandered, trying to earn money however I could. Around when I might have graduated high school, I discovered my showmanship and began using "magic" to earn my keep. I started with simpler tricks--a bit more than most people would be expected to know, but nothing earth-shattering. I bought little place in the town, made it a combination of house and part-time shop. I managed to be a bit less poor; I improved my act, adding things like fortune-telling and mind-reading to my repertoire. I'm still not sure when I first did "real" magic. What's the difference between magic and trickery, anyways? The two probably blended together without my noticing; I'm still not sure how much of my mind-reading is skill, how much is talent, and how much is subconscious spiritual contact. Regardless of exactly when and how it happened, I managed to become a bit of a locally famous figure for my excellent magic act, gaining a bit of notoriety after confounding one skeptic's attempts to discover my tricks. After this nice wave of fame...everything went downwards.
I was preparing for a private show for one of the major banking executives in the area, preparing to chat with the spirit of his deceased father, when somehow I instead came face-to-face with a minor demon. My house was destroyed, and I was injured. That's when I got this nasty scar. I tried to relocate, rebuild, but somehow a psychic caught in an unexplained fire loses a bit of business, especially coinciding with the discovery of one of my major tricks. Ever since then, I've been curious about the nature of spirits, demons, and the like. What are they? Why are they? How is it that they never get discovered by the mainstream world? Why am I able to contact spirits, but almost no one else can? Questions like these fill my brain these days, and I try to answer them.

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If something about my backstory doesn't jibe with the lore you've prepared, let me know what the issue is and I'll fix it.

Question: Do you have any idea how hard it is to find the little (and needlessly wide) "AP:" and "8" cells when I'm reading black-on-orange?

Move to (13,15); fire 6CESC at C3 or other enemy.

Colonization: N/A

Build: N/A

Production: Farms. Turn the Raw Resources into a Basic Machine. Get a VP.

General: Curse at whoever ended the game so early.

3.1415... I know more than I need to.