Ilindith
04-10-2012, 04:36 PM
I'm bored at work and I'm browsing through the passive past life feat descriptions on the wiki and I concluded that TRing enough times to get completionist makes a character pretty **** screwed up!
-You were an Artificer in a past life. You occasionally find yourself tinkering with your gear.
-You were a Barbarian in a past life. You occasionally find yourself filled with a nearly irresistable urge to smash boxes.
With your head.
-You were a Bard in a past life. You occasionally find yourself humming a merry tune.
-You were a Cleric in a past life. You occasionally feel the presence of the divine.
-You were a Favored Soul in a past life. You occasionally find yourself wishing to leap off of tall things.
-You were a Fighter in a past life. You occasionally find yourself filled with the urge to bark orders to your fellows in combat.
-You were a Monk in a past life. You occasionally find yourself contemplating the mysteries of life.
-You were a Paladin in a past life. You occasionally find yourself overcome with righteous fervor.
-You were a ranger in a past life. You occasionally find small animals in your backpack.
-You were a Rogue in a past life. You occasionally find yourself looking over your shoulder.
-You were a Sorcerer in a past life. You occasionally find yourself daydreaming of dragons.
-You were a Wizard in a past life. You occasionally find yourself desiring a good book.
-You were a Druid in a past life. You occasionally find yourself gazing at the stars and get sentimental around mistletoe.
So basically...what this is saying is that...
You were just playing around with your gear(artificer), making sure everything is fine for the next adventure when suddenly...you spot a box! You immediately start climbing the bookshelf next to it and you order your fellow adventurers to do the same(fighter) because you had a vision from your deity(cleric) that you had to destroy all these evil boxes so that the forces of good would prevail against all these evil-doer...boxes!(paladin).
As you reach the top of the bookshelf you start singing a battle song to boost the morale of your fellow box smashing companions(bard) and then you dive(favored soul), head first(barbarian), towards your target! The box shatters from the strength of the blow! But the fight isn't finished...you look over your shoulder to make sure the box's buddies don't ambush you(rogue)...no ambushers in sight...but sadly...you spot a few of your friends lying down on the floor, having been defeated by head injury as they tried to follow your lead and you think to yourself..."I sure wish I had dragons to help me"(sorcerer).
As you break the boxes, one after the other, more of your companions fall to the box onslaught and you think..."after all of this is over...I'm gonna take a book from this bookshelf and visit them at the House Jorasco hospital, and read it to them as they recover"(wizard).
And then...after all the boxes have been defeated...you take your little hamster buddy out of your backpack(ranger) and you tell him..."HOLY **** why did I just do all this?(monk) Oh well, I'm gonna find some mistletoe to stand under and wait for girls to show up(druid)".
-You were an Artificer in a past life. You occasionally find yourself tinkering with your gear.
-You were a Barbarian in a past life. You occasionally find yourself filled with a nearly irresistable urge to smash boxes.
With your head.
-You were a Bard in a past life. You occasionally find yourself humming a merry tune.
-You were a Cleric in a past life. You occasionally feel the presence of the divine.
-You were a Favored Soul in a past life. You occasionally find yourself wishing to leap off of tall things.
-You were a Fighter in a past life. You occasionally find yourself filled with the urge to bark orders to your fellows in combat.
-You were a Monk in a past life. You occasionally find yourself contemplating the mysteries of life.
-You were a Paladin in a past life. You occasionally find yourself overcome with righteous fervor.
-You were a ranger in a past life. You occasionally find small animals in your backpack.
-You were a Rogue in a past life. You occasionally find yourself looking over your shoulder.
-You were a Sorcerer in a past life. You occasionally find yourself daydreaming of dragons.
-You were a Wizard in a past life. You occasionally find yourself desiring a good book.
-You were a Druid in a past life. You occasionally find yourself gazing at the stars and get sentimental around mistletoe.
So basically...what this is saying is that...
You were just playing around with your gear(artificer), making sure everything is fine for the next adventure when suddenly...you spot a box! You immediately start climbing the bookshelf next to it and you order your fellow adventurers to do the same(fighter) because you had a vision from your deity(cleric) that you had to destroy all these evil boxes so that the forces of good would prevail against all these evil-doer...boxes!(paladin).
As you reach the top of the bookshelf you start singing a battle song to boost the morale of your fellow box smashing companions(bard) and then you dive(favored soul), head first(barbarian), towards your target! The box shatters from the strength of the blow! But the fight isn't finished...you look over your shoulder to make sure the box's buddies don't ambush you(rogue)...no ambushers in sight...but sadly...you spot a few of your friends lying down on the floor, having been defeated by head injury as they tried to follow your lead and you think to yourself..."I sure wish I had dragons to help me"(sorcerer).
As you break the boxes, one after the other, more of your companions fall to the box onslaught and you think..."after all of this is over...I'm gonna take a book from this bookshelf and visit them at the House Jorasco hospital, and read it to them as they recover"(wizard).
And then...after all the boxes have been defeated...you take your little hamster buddy out of your backpack(ranger) and you tell him..."HOLY **** why did I just do all this?(monk) Oh well, I'm gonna find some mistletoe to stand under and wait for girls to show up(druid)".