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[Wizard of Manaia]

You may assign all your own classes at lvl 1.
Eric Blank this forest has survived for millenia due to the druids that maintain it. Over time it became a haven for mushrooms, rains are common here even in the height of sun, the druids do controlled burns in places where it is needed to germinate and prevent the entire forest from being consumed. These duties are held by the druids of the sun in the area and the druids of the spore foster the sporulation.
Many races seek enlightenment within. Many leave content some never leave

[PlumpHelmetMan]

I'm a 1st level rogue, in that case. I'm guessing Eric is a cleric since he used holy word.

Also, I sneak attack a mushroom.

[Wizard of Manaia]

Eric said he was a sun circle druid kobold.
You sneak attack a mushroom. It tastes bitter.
You now have 327 left.

A fell wind blows from east. The direction of your holy quest to save the Myconid people from too much carbon dioxide

[Quaksna]

I wanna be a toad-man paladin!

Also, I am not sure about what to do. I don't want to eat mushrooms, and I don't care about slugs...

Does Myconid people have some oracle or something? I seek advice on my holy quest.

[Bumber]

I don't want to eat mushrooms

BANNED!

There was one freakin' rule to the thread, and you blew it!

[Quaksna]

Friends, I found long lost first edition of Eat your Mushrooms epic, written on ancient scrolls!

As I understand it, this is the first part...

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

"Eat your Mushrooms and listen to the strand resonate, first it will explore, taking it easy on you. You are courageous thus welcomed, let it show you truth and wonderful times.
Eat you're Mushrooms follow the paths it carves in memories and connections nodes filled with nutrition, it latches on let me in showing you what you don't see, it's living and breathing, thinking too.
A God of Death life flows from, whispered screams only listeners hear, never stops so lend an ear, if it is me that you fear then take within what is here.
To the earth lay your gaze upon these grounds you'll see a maze, further more in human haze knowledge brings exponential blaze.
Know what you are looking for.
No, what you are looking for?
Know what you are looking for!"

Those words Superdorf heard in his head, as he was staring into the Well of Madness, lone place in the Bay. Now, mushrooms sprung out of it,  and were causing otherworldly things to happen.


"Eh... Well... Is this wizard of Manaia, the one who escaped from the realm of madness? Welcome!"


Ion Matrix came forth, another Watcher. "Interesting these words are, yet... What does it mean? Is the PlumpHelmetMan going to be eaten?"


"Ah, I see, this wizard is aspiring to great heights! To strengthen the Bay, that's what we need!" said Q'uaksna, as it entered the Bay Sanctum too.


"We shall bring back the ages of glory! Whatever the cost shall be! No mushrooms can stop us..."


"How is it possible that Superdorf can beat power of ions? Everytime a madman escapes the lunaticery, Superdorf gets to him faster than me!" said the IonMatrix, annoyed.


"He's Watcher of watchers, friend..." said Q'uaksna. "Overseer of the Bay. Don't question his power!"


"Yeah, precisely!" said Superdorf.


PlumpHelmetMan, apparently not eaten, has also shared his thoughts.

"It indeed seems like madness, but the wizard must be fine guy..."


Eric Blank, great wizard, admired the mushrooms too.

"Truly interesting prophecy... But what on Bay does it mean? I'm lost!"


Killgoth, the faceless, that no one knows much about, has revealed facts about these mushrooms.


"I understand. I think it's clear now..." said Q'uaksna.
"You really think?" asked the IonMatrix. "The madness is consuming us all!"


"Of course, it's right!" said Superdorf. "The mushrooms are foul, influencing all of the Bay... But Watchers are rambling all the time anyway..."


"Because we love it!" said Q'uaksna. "Mad rambling, that's the way."

IonMatrix didn't let his voice down. He must end this!

"Careful! If we strive too deep into this mushroom thing... The wizard must not become powerful! Don't let him..."


"Nonsense! I'll light him with power of the Bay!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!! Long live the Wizard! Long live mushrooms!"



"Noooooo!!! It's too late!"

[King Zultan]

I like how most of the threads like this somehow turn into a RTD, and this one hasn't been around that long and its already go art to go with it.

[IndigoFenix]

In a paradisic tremulous mad adder's filthy wail
a thundrous storm of sorcerous alight its blazing sail
The trembling of the darkness down below the smells beneath
Where mankind's final destiny would break upon its teeth

The sweetness dwells between its lips, the flame flash in the sky
The crashing foam upon the shore of Hades' baleful eye
I sought within the colors of a long-forgotten song
A stricken cloud and bloated arm a thousand fellows strong

A stream, a dream of love and hating tendrils writhe and wave
As bodies walk and branches talk and masters they enslave
In mirrored brick and shadows thick and sight that we pretend
Awaits the spell that strikes the flesh, as I consume the End.

[IonMatrix]

Ooooh, I want to be a...fungisassin! *Ahem*
As for my action...I know! This thread is called Eat your Mushrooms, so we do exactly that... infront of those slug thiefs! Then, when they get so angry they charge at us, we stab them! Its foolproof!

[Spriggans]

This is epic.

As for my turn :
- I am an old man with a beard and no hair. I am one of the shroomish sages, as they call us. I am weak and old, and about to die of old age.

- this is my action :
I take a menacing pause, looking at everyone in the audience, and speak in the forgotten tongue of mushies : "you fools ! Your actions have disrespected the Fungus ! Behold His wrath ! "
I open my purse and take a handfull of mushroom spores. I throw' em in the air dramaticaly...

[PlumpHelmetMan]

As for my character biography, I am a plump helmet man rogue. I was abandoned by my biological parents when I was barely more than a spore and taken in by my peoples' relatives, the kindly myconids. I eventually decided to set out on my own, but now I return to my adopted family in their time of need.

*Pulls a pair of sunglasses out of hammerspace* Now let's roll!

[Eric Blank]

What the hell is actually wrong with the myconids anyway?

[PlumpHelmetMan]

I dunno, let's ask someone.
*Notices a dryad leaning against a nearby eucalyptus tree*
Yo! Any idea what the deal is with the myconids?

[Wizard of Manaia]

An exquisitely beautiful tree woman pulls forth from the wood revealing her long green hair and the majority of her perfect body, her Violet eyes strike you within such beauty mustn't beheld for long, she throws her voice into the wind and it is carried into your ears " our Myconid family is in foul danger, their hypae rot and mycelium stall, the once great mystic has passed with no Myconid replacing them, a poison has entered their house. You heros of legends must save the Myconid, they are the first to be and they are the first to fall, do not let the gardens fall to this creeping poison.

Spores let lose into the world wind and rain guide them.
The slugs are sated so the will not attack especially in the sight of a dryad. They pack up their gear in a square of fabric and tie it to a stick then sling it over like a tramp before leaving the squelch out a " chur bro, that was a mean as feed"

[PlumpHelmetMan]

Utopia and Armageddon are two sides of an autumn leaf
Dew-covered and singing, like a primordial spirit
Raw passions germinate like the fungi
Sprouting rainbow on a decaying log
The forest hears whispers we will never know
For they are told only to the lowly salamander
Wallowing in his puddle
Lamentations of immortality, as vented
Through exoskeletal impressions of ancient trilobites in the limestone
You are nothing
And yet you are loved

Oh, looks like the tree lady got back to me. Don't worry, this poison doesn't stand a chance against we band of merry heroes!