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Executioner | Executioner | ||
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Primary Ability Warfare | Primary Ability Warfare | ||
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Skill Groups Melee, Negotiation | Skill Groups Melee, Negotiation | ||
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Effect as a Talent | Effect as a Talent | ||
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(Permanent) At the start of the game, increase the Voices of the People by 1 point. | (Permanent) At the start of the game, increase the Voices of the People by 1 point. | ||
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When the deceased are laid to rest, they are given a coin or two for their journey in the afterlife. Hence, the kingdom's executioner came to be known as Mister Ruble. There were rumors that he took the coins for himself, which made a lonely job even lonelier. But he was no mere "I chop da heads" axe jockey. In his quieter moments, he contemplated the nature of death, and life, and what it all meant. | When the deceased are laid to rest, they are given a coin or two for their journey in the afterlife. Hence, the kingdom's executioner came to be known as Mister Ruble. There were rumors that he took the coins for himself, which made a lonely job even lonelier. But he was no mere "I chop da heads" axe jockey. In his quieter moments, he contemplated the nature of death, and life, and what it all meant. | ||
− | Once, after a slow day at work, he cut open one of the heads, to see what was inside. He was amazed to find that a brain looks like a twisting maze of tunnels, just like the Dungeon. That night, he had a dream about it, and awoke with an epiphany. | + | Once, after a slow day at work, he cut open one of the heads, to see what was inside. He was amazed to find that a brain looks like a twisting maze of tunnels, [i]just like the Dungeon[/i]. That night, he had a dream about it, and awoke with an epiphany. |
The Dungeon, he realized, was the brain of a god, and everything in it was the god's thoughts. The people he killed weren't just criminals; they were bad thoughts that he was removing. This would make the god happier, and life better for everyone. | The Dungeon, he realized, was the brain of a god, and everything in it was the god's thoughts. The people he killed weren't just criminals; they were bad thoughts that he was removing. This would make the god happier, and life better for everyone. |