Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-25129884-20151011223822/@comment-26084195-20151019004605

Edacnik wrote: "Legend... Fame... Destined? That's stupid. What do you even know about me." Cirenmire gets up as Edacnik talks. He pushes her back in her seat. "And she's nothing but a wood elf slave I freed to turn into a some body." "I've already had enough of this disgusting helping people out. This never ends well for me. Especially when they find out my true self!"

(Persuation is needed) "Do you need proof of my words, Edacnik?" That's odd, you hadn't told him your name. "Here, look into this orb." He holds out the Celestial Orb. As you peer into it, after a few seconds cloudy swirling images egin to appear. It's hazy, and it's only flashes. You see images of things that were, things that are, and some things that yet may be. And though you can tell that they are such imagines, you cannot tell what they mean. "This Orb helps me interpret the stars. Only a gifted Farseer can harness it and understand it, but anyone with a scrap of magic can see things within. And I have seen greatness in you. Potential in you. All of you. And imagine the rewards for a moment. You would be honoured in all the lands as a hero, a saviour! Your name will be praised."