Jump 195: Dark Sun

Jump 195: Dark Sun

Location: Balic
Age: 26
Identity: Outcast, Human
Drawbacks: None

[Free]     Wild Talent
[Free]     Desert Survivalist
[100/1000] Silver Tongue
[200/1000] Commanding Aura
[350/1000] Friendship is Magic
[650/1000] Badge of Office
[950/1000] Safe Passage

After taking stock of where I'd found myself, after Toril had finally been integrated properly into the rest of the worlds that I counted as my own, I frowned.

I travelled on foot as a man and saw the conditions that the people suffered through to survive. Where I travelled, I gave succor to the unfortunate, while calling out the hypocrites and rewarding the righteous.

I entered the cities and saw how people lived. A hostile world, a horrible one, where magic eroded the very world. Where people lived under the yoke of dictators.

I visited the temples, saw the priests that worshipped, and through them saw this realm's deities.

There was only one possible outcome. Only one course of action to be taken.

"... ah, shit, here we go again."