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{"id": "47c1c6c5-6869-4492-b909-19aaea550ad1-0", "createdAt": "2022-07-15T10:40:08.398", "backgroundColor": "#000000", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmPe6CCwd6U6tncYi6bSSYLPXUBL3QBeLe6iDCvzkfLUyd", "txHash": "0xa78e2ba17312e53cd336dbb2a0034ee268454b7b56193ed96cbd1a40538b2573", "createdAtBlock": 15121650, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 3914, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://Qmc67UuRuQcC9Ggd5DNWU5v1WH5Ltp4EhPuhgdEPtuL3vW", "name": "Hex Mage Bathsheba of the Villa", "text": "*Bathsheba of the Villa* I always hated that name. Surely only a deluded celebrity would name his child *Bathsheba*!\n\nAdmit it, the first thing that entered your mind when you decided to test yourself against me was that I must be some stuck-up rich kid who only managed to get her Mage status because her daddy is on the Blue Wizard Council. What could she possibly have learnt in the Bastion, being whisked back to her sprawling villa on the shores of Dream Master Lake at the first sign of any inconvenience in her spoilt little existence?\n\nFair enough, Ill admit it, my father is on the Blue Wizard Council. And yes, we do have a family villa on the lake not that either of those facts are particularly significant either way. Well, Ill tell you one thing, in the world of magic, it *always* pays to be underestimated. You dont think I wear this purple velour luxury tracksuit because its the height of Mage fashion, do you? \n\nYou must be wondering where all of this is going. Well, Im going to let you in on a little secret, but before I do, keep in mind wizard or not that the last place you want to be is on the wrong side of a Hex Mage. Are you ready? \n\n*I am not from this world*.\nExcellent. Now that I have your attention, lets begin.\n\nFirst things first: my true name is not really Bathsheba, although that is the closest your human vocal cords will ever get to pronouncing it."}
{"id": "47c1c6c5-6869-4492-b909-19aaea550ad1-1", "createdAt": "2022-07-15T10:40:08.398", "backgroundColor": "#000000", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmPe6CCwd6U6tncYi6bSSYLPXUBL3QBeLe6iDCvzkfLUyd", "txHash": "0xa78e2ba17312e53cd336dbb2a0034ee268454b7b56193ed96cbd1a40538b2573", "createdAtBlock": 15121650, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 3914, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://Qmc67UuRuQcC9Ggd5DNWU5v1WH5Ltp4EhPuhgdEPtuL3vW", "name": "Hex Mage Bathsheba of the Villa", "text": "Secondly, hes not my real father. If you have two brain cells to bang together, you may have already figured that out from the whole I am not from this world reveal. No, he was out questing (we all know what you wizards are like) on the outer reaches of the Infinity Veil trying to take psychic readings with some or other new gadget they had just developed in the Bastions laboratories. Before he knew what was happening, he had accidentally pierced the Veil and was swept through, beard and all, into the Psychic Leap.\n\nAnd there I was: a majestic psychic entity thousands of years old, selected by the celestial consciousness to be sent to your realm to impart the knowledge of the cosmos trapped in a tiny helpless pink sack of meat, bones, and worryingly slippery internal organs, incapable of conveying even the simplest of concepts to another being. Now *that* is ironic.\n\nThe great @wizard3917, hero that he is, picked up this poor defenceless infant and brought her back to his villa, to raise her as his own. Never mind that he found me sitting in the middle of a glowing Mercury Rune clutching the Torch of Prometheus, a flame that is sustained by sparks of intellect gathered from across the cosmos; some people wouldnt recognise a cosmic sign if it yanked their long white beard and said Hey, insignificant mortal carbon-based being, Im a cosmic sign, can I please have some recognition?"}
{"id": "47c1c6c5-6869-4492-b909-19aaea550ad1-2", "createdAt": "2022-07-15T10:40:08.398", "backgroundColor": "#000000", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmPe6CCwd6U6tncYi6bSSYLPXUBL3QBeLe6iDCvzkfLUyd", "txHash": "0xa78e2ba17312e53cd336dbb2a0034ee268454b7b56193ed96cbd1a40538b2573", "createdAtBlock": 15121650, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 3914, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://Qmc67UuRuQcC9Ggd5DNWU5v1WH5Ltp4EhPuhgdEPtuL3vW", "name": "Hex Mage Bathsheba of the Villa", "text": "Acquiring Hex Mage status is not exactly challenging when you have an intellect developed over several millennia and were gifted a second birth through a timeless magical portal. I tried to bide my time; I tried to be patient, to let my body mature to a point when these juvenile centenarians would finally be able to accept some of the Runiversal truths that I was trying to offer them. It didnt work. It turns out that a young girl trying to impart Runiversal knowledge to supposedly wise old wizards quickly gets labelled as uppity and troublesome. Apparently, Im full of ideas above my station. If only they knew\n\nSo I left their stuffy classrooms and dusty books behind and set off to get things done for myself. Thats why Im here now, facing you in a body just fourteen of your strangely sluggish years old, alongside my familiar, Haze who is just now reminding me that I havent introduced her yet. \n\nHaze is no ordinary familiar. Two years ago, I journeyed back over Hue Masters Pass to the Psychic Leap and cast a Mercury Rune of my own. Haze is a shard of the celestial consciousness, a cosmic fox formed by the Rune to aid me in my mission. We share a psychic connection that runs deeper than anything you could possibly imagine, and she is a consummate judge of character."}
{"id": "47c1c6c5-6869-4492-b909-19aaea550ad1-3", "createdAt": "2022-07-15T10:40:08.398", "backgroundColor": "#000000", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmPe6CCwd6U6tncYi6bSSYLPXUBL3QBeLe6iDCvzkfLUyd", "txHash": "0xa78e2ba17312e53cd336dbb2a0034ee268454b7b56193ed96cbd1a40538b2573", "createdAtBlock": 15121650, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 3914, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://Qmc67UuRuQcC9Ggd5DNWU5v1WH5Ltp4EhPuhgdEPtuL3vW", "name": "Hex Mage Bathsheba of the Villa", "text": "I havent been back to Blue Wizard Bastion since the day I left. I dont know if anyone there even cares. To my (rather extensive) knowledge, nobody has come looking for me. But none of that really bothers me. Haze and I have set out to explore this entire world, to bring more wizards into the fold for the battles to come. Youve no doubt heard the rumours, the whispered half-truths about me thats why youre here. Maybe you think to put me in my place, maybe you have some vague inkling of the vast sea of knowledge out there beyond your current abilities. Or maybe you just want to do some good in the world. Whatever the case, my Mercury Rune has already been cast around you and soon enough it will reveal your deepest desires.\n\nAnd what if Haze and I judge you to be unworthy? Well, Im a psychic cosmic Hex Mage, and Im not particularly attached to sentimental ideas like the sanctity of human life.\n\nNow tell me, what makes you think *you* are worthy? I hope youre at your most convincing today\n\n## Story Arc Index:\nPrologue: @wizard3914\n \nPart 1: @pony77\n \nPart 2: @wizard2877\n \nPart 3: @wizard1175 \n \nPart 4: @wizard3901 \n \nPart 5: @wizard4841\n \nPart 6: @wizard2885 \n \nPart 7: @wizard3917\n \nPart 8: @wizard6084"}
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{"id": "8b1a60f5-6a38-4312-a517-3505a96f3ee8-0", "createdAt": "2022-07-15T08:19:07.797", "backgroundColor": "#91AE7C", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmdbfvuzR8jW6zbPpEiBpvE48Q7PFe4gcEwdxzjhfjj3Ha", "txHash": "0xfa6f02445a56f719e2d0f6a2dfae334eab09f1c2c50b8bb118c7b93f5dba6dd4", "createdAtBlock": 13284947, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 9323, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmR5CYwK184m2mMXezWcmKUU9d6GzsAp3vtG2z4YKaKU67", "name": "Mystic Willow of the Brambles", "text": "# The Lore of Mystic Willow of the Brambles\n\n \n\n## Begging of the Journey \n\nThe strange house suddenly appeared in the middle of a deep, deep forest where daylight rarely reached. Surrounded by plants with sharp thorns. The house was strangely well-kept, but somehow had an eerie atmosphere that dettered anyone from entering. Its window curtains were all uniformly closed, giving the impression that the person who dwelled within was a meticulous person.\n\n\nOne day, a strange bat found its way to the house. The bat had managed to get under its eaves, where no animals, let alone humans, would go for fear of the sharp thorns. Even though the thorns injured its body, it decided to rest there anyway. ITs breath became weak, as if it was in its final moments...but it didnt seem to mind. This had become the bats new home.\n\nAfter many days have passed, on an unusually moonlit night in the forest of thorns, the owner of the house cracked open a curtain and peered outside the window. She spoke as if she knew in advance that there was a bat under the eave. \n\n> \"Welcome to my forest. You are the first guest to come here. I don't know how long Ive been here, though.\" \n\nThe mysterious woman called out to the bat and invited it to enter through her window. Although the room was neat and tidy, the walls and even some of the furniture was covered in thorns. Just like the outside of the house."}
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{"id": "d95b69a8-7f4f-4cd4-bb95-a4673a59d4e9-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-04T23:59:16.085", "backgroundColor": "#000000", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQ5xJtGWrU4r5nZ2Cz8unG8aNJayGfVmnrNMzvZvosCPQ", "txHash": "0xe150efe1090e6cc03dfb9ac3e31c4fa8a242625c50375a72b54ecfb63dd3d798", "createdAtBlock": 15678191, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 2644, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmYgeqb9KgNL645sBNDbyK7BEZEp3nKHCYAyRKvBSg35d1", "name": "Alexander Dispatcher of Kobolds", "text": "# The Lore of Alexander Dispatcher of Kobolds \n\n---\n---\n\n\n\n He awoke to the smell of burning flesh, an uncomfortable heat surrounded him as heavy smoke poured into his lungs with every breath.\n\n\n *\"Those fucking Kobolds!\"* \n\n\nThe burning corpses of his comrades surrounded him. Their temporary camp lay ablaze at the edge of the forest.\n\n\n*\"I... will...avenge you\"* he murmurs as his consciousness slowly faded.\n\n\n A heavy hand grabs Alexander by the shoulder accompanied by the rattle of bones. \n\n*\"We've got a survivor! This must be one tough son of a bitch. Go get him some water and see to his wounds\"*"}
{"id": "fb201fd6-148f-4789-bb47-1c920f60ff8a-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-13T18:54:41.52", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmX7rLi1SKmykW8eeDtwhzxG1aaFXoLiSSD1DgS1ut6ap4", "txHash": "0x3004e580d4021dffb8622612ba1db6954f5f63b1edb6be9686faccc310a5597d", "createdAtBlock": 15741111, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 88, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Shaman Lamia of the Berg", "text": "Lamia had never been like the other hags. From an early age, she had had dreams of grandeur and a desire to chase magic far stronger than that of the standard hag coven. \n\nWhile this did put her at odds with most of her family (who thought her to be extremely narcissistic), it didnt keep Lamia from pursuing this path of power. By the time she had reached her teens, she had been the most accomplished spellcaster in her entire bloodline.\n\nAs she had felt little connection to her brethren, she had no reason to stay behind with this so-called coven of hers, and headed out into the Runiverse in search for power that she felt was destined to be hers.\n\nYears passed and Lamia scoured the Runiverse, learning every facet of any style of magic she could get her hands on before she finally settled in the cold northlands (often home to penguins and frozen tuna). Her home, a hidden cave tucked away in the ice, would only keep strangers at bay for so long, though.\n\nEventually, word of Lamias location spread, and soon all manner of folk would make the pilgrimage to visit the Ice Witch for any number of ailments and issues.\n\nLamia was pretty unhappy about being found out, but learned to rely on the offerings given by the pilgrims for her blessing, which ranged from dry goods to magical artifacts. The constant stream of pilgrims would also give her plenty of ripe sacrifices for the picking, most whod never be missed.\n\nThis did have quite the unintended effect, as the pilgrims she did help ended up being most successful in many of their endeavors, causing her fame to rise, even in corners of the map that shed never been!"}
{"id": "fb201fd6-148f-4789-bb47-1c920f60ff8a-1", "createdAt": "2022-10-13T18:54:41.52", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmX7rLi1SKmykW8eeDtwhzxG1aaFXoLiSSD1DgS1ut6ap4", "txHash": "0x3004e580d4021dffb8622612ba1db6954f5f63b1edb6be9686faccc310a5597d", "createdAtBlock": 15741111, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 88, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Shaman Lamia of the Berg", "text": "She grew bored, as many power hungry wizards do, and eventually started down the path of blood magic. Now, blood magic in and of itself had been banned from the Runiverse, but Lamia had forged a pact with an old godand wellyou cant really argue with the old gods can you?\n\n\nA wizard of her power can only hide under the radar for so long before even bigger and more powerful entities start to notice. And ooooh, did they notice her! \n\nOne strange evening, after Lamia had tended to her last blood sacrifice, she heard a knock on her door.\n\nUgh, I havent even finished cleaning up thi-what?? Lamia went to the door, absentmindedly wiping the blood from her hands onto her apron. When she opened the door, she expected another lost villager looking for food, or perhaps some lone pilgrim looking for a blessing.\n\nInstead, upon opening the door, all she found was a tiny little plague rat.\nWhat on earthhow did you knock? Lamia said, bewildered, as she bent down to scoop up the tiny rat.\n\nUpon further inspection, she noticed the rat had on a tiny collar, which contained a small note and an affixed tag that read Puggums.\n\nThe hag let out a curious grunt, as she pulled the letter free from the rats collar. Simple parchment, nothing too fancy, she thought to herself.\n\nLooking over the small note, she found a tiny purple wax seal, with an image too small for her to make out. She quickly popped it off and unrolled the parchment, reading it aloud.\n\nDearest Lamia, \n\n I hope this letter finds you well. You do not know me yet, but Im quite hoping you soon will."}
{"id": "fb201fd6-148f-4789-bb47-1c920f60ff8a-2", "createdAt": "2022-10-13T18:54:41.52", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmX7rLi1SKmykW8eeDtwhzxG1aaFXoLiSSD1DgS1ut6ap4", "txHash": "0x3004e580d4021dffb8622612ba1db6954f5f63b1edb6be9686faccc310a5597d", "createdAtBlock": 15741111, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 88, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Shaman Lamia of the Berg", "text": "I am a very interested benefactor who finds great importance in, well, the work that youre currently conducting in the North. Not many would dare breach the ethics of blood magic, but from what I can tell, you are one of the most talented, and it would be such a waste to not give you a platform.\n\nWhat I am building is a city of the greatest builders and thinkers. A place where the sky isnt even the limit for the type of scientific and magical progress we will make! \n\nNow, you might be asking yourself, how do you know about me and what I do? Well, Lamia, thats quite a simple question.\n\nIt is my job to know these things, and soI do. Please do not fret, however, your secrets are very safe with me. And as said earlier, it is of the utmost importance that you continue the work youre doing!\n\nNext, I must introduce you to your newest friend, Puggums. Hes a trained messenger rat, and hes yours, in exchange for humoring my letter. \n\nShould you wish to join us at the collective, simply cast a small glow spell on the rats collar, and hell know to bring you to me.\n\nI do so look forward to meeting you, my precious Lamia.\n\nThe letter is signed, in what looks to be blood. Though no written name is present, a small triangle with an eye has been smudged along the bottom.\n\n\n\nLamias mind raced with excitement and anxiety. How did some random stranger even know who she was, let alone, where she was and what she was doing??\n\nIt could be useful to have a powerful benefactor, especially one that promises safety. But there must be some catch. If there had been any one singular thing Lamia learned throughout her pursuit of power, it was that theres always a catch.\n\nThe question would be, was it a price she was willing to pay?"}
{"id": "fb201fd6-148f-4789-bb47-1c920f60ff8a-3", "createdAt": "2022-10-13T18:54:41.52", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmX7rLi1SKmykW8eeDtwhzxG1aaFXoLiSSD1DgS1ut6ap4", "txHash": "0x3004e580d4021dffb8622612ba1db6954f5f63b1edb6be9686faccc310a5597d", "createdAtBlock": 15741111, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 88, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Shaman Lamia of the Berg", "text": "The question would be, was it a price she was willing to pay?\n\n\n\n\n\nLamia had let the notes contents sit with her for the next few days while she ruminated on all the different things that had come to light. \n\nFor better or worse, she decided it was probably time to stop sacrificing the pilgrims, at least for a little while. If this stranger happened upon what she was doing, then its likely others would too.\n\nNow, no self-respecting, narcissistic, power hungry wizard would say no to someone basically handing them power, but of course she couldnt seem that eager either.\n\nLamia would spend 5 days and 5 nights hemming and hawwing, wondering if it was finally time to leave the cold north. Would she be able to handle living in a city, around other people? People she couldnt kill, eat, curse, etc?\n\nUgh, it would be hard. But, absolutely worth it, for the chance to exceed boundaries not only in blood magic, but also in the eldritch darkness shes learned to control.\n\nOn the evening of the fifth night, she finally made up her mind. Standing up from her small chair by the fire, Lamia scooped up the little rat, a small packed bag, and her trusty stick, and headed outside, not looking back to the hut where she had spent so much time.\n\nIt was snowing rather hard, but this was no concern to our wizard. A quick flick of the wrist, and Puggums collar lit right up with a blue light that cut right through the storm.\n\nThe little rat squealed in approval, hopped down, and sped off to the south, leaving behind him a bright blue path of light that only the hag could see.\n\nShe was off to finally obtain real power, and she could not wait."}
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{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "# WELCOME TO ACE TOWN \n\n\n____________\n## The Quest Begins\nI awoke to the sound or cries of Summer morning cicadas outside my window. Although I felt sluggish and wanted to sleep in, I knew that if I didnt get out of bed now Id get back to resting for another few hours. Before I could have a chance to convince myself that Id just need \"five more minutes\", I hopped out of the bed and stretched out my muscles to get my blood flowing. I glanced around the room - there wasnt much in it aside from my bed, a hanging wall clock, a CRT television atop a stand, and a coffee table with a single green GameBoy Color resting alongside a brown suede-like backpack on top of it. A black cauldron bubbled softly over the low flame in my fireplace at the far corner of the room. There wasnt much to it, but I found comfort in its minimalistic and tidy home.\n\nFeeling a bit more awake, I got closer to my clock to check the time. 7:55, a bit earlier than I expected to wake up. Maybe I should reconsider giving myself 5 more minutes to even things out at a clean looking 8:00. Ignoring the temptation, I made my way to the kettle to see what had been brewing overnight. Mushroom Soup. Looks delicious. I'd love to eat this with some Bread.\n\nI took another glance around the room. No cabinets in sight, huh? Im not sure why I was so surprised at that. Maybe I have some leftover bread in my bag. I returned to the center of the room. Of course the backpack was crafted from mushroom leather so although it looked like suede it had a slightly more plush feel to it, and a woodsy fragrance. I lifted the flap off the backpack and peered inside."}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-1", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "____________\n```\nAPPLE x1\nBROCCOLI SEEDS x4\nFISHING ROD x1\nFARM MULCH x6\nMEDIUM FISH x2\nTOWN MAP x1\n```\n____________\n\n\n\nHmm, no Bread? The Apple may be good for later, but Id really like something to dunk into my soup. I dug into the small coin pouch on my hip. 3000g. That should be more than enough for a loaf. I pulled my Town Map from the bag. Though I of course knew where the market was, it felt somewhat calming to confirm how close it was on the map. I equipped my backpack, spun on my heel, and walked towards the exit. But mid-spin I could have sworn I caught a glimpse of a small green tail quickly crawling under my bed. I cautiously approached to confirm, but there was nothing underneath. With a shrug, I turned once again and departed on my quest for Bread.\n\nThe town was covered in lush green grass and bright blue flowers, with vibrant pink brick pathways to walk along. It was indeed just as small as the map had made it out to be, with only 4 other houses aside from my own and a market in its center. Although every house looked the same, mine was the only one with a garden next to it. I do prefer to grow my own vegetables whenever I can, its rewarding to successfully grow a large yield all by yourself.\n\nThe path leading to the north should get me to the market in no time. On the way there I came across a neighboring villager, and was compelled to start small talk with him.\n\n> Isnt this town the best? Theres never a dull moment. Did you get to check out the market yet? You can find some really good deals there!"}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-2", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "Indeed, I was just on my way to the market so havent yet seen todays deals. I mentioned I was on my way there and thanked him for his suggestion to look out for any sales. It wasnt long at all before I actually found myself in front of the store. A large sign roughly the same height as me stood out from the ground in front of it. \n\n____________\n> TOWN SHOP\n____________\n\nDid they really need such a large sign for just that? I guess I had never really considered how much it stood out. Maybe I should have really given myself another 5 minutes in bed to shake off some of this brain fog. As I opened the door to the shop I was greeted with a welcoming little jingle. *~Ding dong ding dong~* the joyful sounding melody rang as the doors opened.\n\nThe market was a lot smaller than it looked from the outside, with only 3 rows of shelves and a cooler towards the back. Nonetheless, I walked to the shop owners counter and asked if he had any good sales today.\n\n> Youre in the right place my friend! Ive got nothing but the best deals in town!\n\nI wanted to say that considering this is the only shop in town I think thats a given, but I politely smiled back and asked for his current inventory.\n\n____________\n```\nBROCCOLI SEEDS 100g\nAPPLE 50g\nFIZZY SODA 20g\nMEALWORMS 10g\nSKUNKY MUSHROOM 420g\nFROZEN TUNA 50000g\n```\n____________\n\nNot a very large selection. What are all of the shelves in this store even for? I inquired if he knew where I could get any Bread.\n\n> If its Bread youre looking for, your best bet is to visit Sam. He lives just west of here!"}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-3", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "I pulled out the Town Map from my bag and confirmed. There was really only one house west of here so there would be no mistaking it. Although I was a bit disappointed I couldnt get my Bread now, I still thanked the shopkeeper for his help and politely left the store in search of Sam. \n____________\n## Inventory Management\nLike every other house in this town, Sams looked exactly like mine from the outside. Just like the market, he had an equally large sign planted in front of his house.\n____________\n>SAMS HOUSE\n____________\nWell if anything, I cant imagine the postal service ever getting lost in this town. As I knocked on the front door, it swung wide open without any resistance. A young man with a chefs hat stood in the center of the room. Not only was the outside of his house the same as mine, but even the layout inside looked starkly similar. Minimalistic design is popular I see. At least he didnt also have a GameBoy on his table like I did. He looked at me with welcoming eyes, so I made my way in and greeted him.\n\n> Ah, youd like some Bread? If you give me 5 Broccoli Seeds, Ill give you my freshest loaf!\n\nAh, 5 seeds? I checked my bag again. Only 4 in here. But Broccoli Seeds were 100g at the shop, so I would be willing to give him 4 seeds and 200g on top of it so he could get some extra seeds himself instead.\n\n> Have you gotten 5 Broccoli Seeds? Ill be waiting here until you get them!"}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-4", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "> Have you gotten 5 Broccoli Seeds? Ill be waiting here until you get them!\n\nNot one for bartering, huh? The shop isnt far at all so its not a huge deal. As I made my way outside I felt like I was being watched. I turned towards the edge of the town. A thick forest of uniform looking trees bordered around it. A small green snake peered at me from afar before about-facing and retreating into the trees. For some reason, the sight of him made me feel a little less annoyed at my failed attempt at a trade. \n\nI made my quick trip to the market and back, now with 5 total Broccoli Seeds in my bag. Sam had not moved at all since I left, he had been staring at his door the entire time in the middle of his room. I glanced at the wall clock in his room. 9:55. Had I really spent two whole hours just getting this loaf of Bread? I dont think I was ever good at keeping track of time, but it felt like I had wasted too much on this endeavor. I made a mental note that Id never want to do something as tedious as this again for a loaf of Bread. If I could redo this morning, I wish I could just skip to this moment. With all of this, Id finally have a fresh loaf of Bread to eat together with my Mushroom Soup. As I readied the Broccoli Seeds to give to Sam, he stopped me with a concerned expression.\n\n> Whoa there, Id love to give you this Bread but it looks like your bag is full! Come back when youve made some room."}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-5", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "Huh? Well I guess now that I thought about it, I am carrying a lot of stuff with me but I didnt even consider that my bag would be too full for the Bread. I took another look in my bag and realized it was too deep to even see how much space was left in it. I knew what I had in it but couldnt really see everything individually. It just inherently felt like I recognized what I was holding. I dug in and pulled out a Medium Fish. Ive been walking around all morning with this in my bag, do I even trust it to be fresh anymore? Actually it has been in my bag since before this morning so I definitely dont feel comfortable eating this. There are two of them here so getting them out the way should make enough room. I asked Sam if there was a trash can nearby so I could toss it. He shook his head.\n\n> Theres no trash in this town, you can just drop that outside if you need to make some room!"}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-6", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "Drop them outside? I thought for a moment about the snake who retreated into the forest. I suppose even if I wouldnt want to eat them, there are certainly creatures out there that would be more than happy to take these fish off my hands. No sense in wasting them if theyre edible, I guess. I placed the fish at the top of my bag so I didnt have to dig deep inside for them, and left Sams house and walked directly to the nearby forest. For some reason I felt like I shouldnt enter the forest, so I simply stood 1 step in front of it. I hesitated for a moment and looked back, did he really mean I should just toss this outside? I was probably overthinking things, the fish would be taken care of by whatever wildlife stumbled on them. Perhaps that snake from earlier is still around, I'm sure he'd love these. I turned back to the forest and tossed the fish in as far as I could, and watched as they vanished into the tall vegetation. I looked again in my bag, it should have enough space now that I got that fish out of there.\n\n____________\n\n```\n x0\nAPPLE x1\nBROCCOLI SEEDS x5\nFISHING ROD x1\nFARM MULCH x6\nTOWN MAP x1\n```\n____________"}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-7", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "That sounds about right. Tossing that fish made my bag have 0 Medium Fish, right? Since I no longer had it? But why did that stand out to me, as if there was still something in there with the absence of that fish? Ugh, I really should have just slept in this morning, Ill probably get rid of this unnerving feeling when I finally get some food in my stomach. I returned to Sams house and finally, he accepted my Broccoli Seeds in exchange for a loaf of Bread. I checked the clock on the wall again - 10:15. Ugh, really? I placed it at the top of my bag, thanked Sam, and left his house. Before I could make my way home, I should really make sure this Bread isnt getting squashed in there. It'd be a shame if after all of this I ruined the loaf. I opened my bag once more to check its contents.\n\n____________\n\n```\nBREAD x1\n?-E x0\nAPPLE x1\nBROCCOLI SEEDS x5\nFISHING ROD x1\nFARM MULCH x6\nTOWN MAP x1\n```\n____________"}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-8", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "...\nA shiver ran down my spine. Something was telling me not to think more about it, but curiosity took the best of me. I put my hand into the bag and felt around beneath the Bread. There was something...*nothing*, but *something* at the same time. I couldnt feel its shape but something was there. I grabbed it - as I did, I was blinded by a bright flash. When my vision returned, the lush green grass and trees around me were now an oddly purple hue. The once pink cobblestone path beneath my feet was now bright blue. Im losing my mind, whats going on here? I shouldnt pull this out of my bag, I should just head home, eat my soup, and get some more rest. Although I thought this, my hand didnt stop. I slowly pulled *something* above the loaf of Bread and a deafening high pitched screech of static reverberated throughout my eardrums an-\n\n...\n____________\n## Reload\n\n\nI peered at the wall clock in his room. 9:55. Had I really spent two whole hours just getting this loaf of Bread? I dont think I was ever good at keeping track of time, but it felt like I had wasted too much time on this. I made a mental note that Id never want to do something as tedious like this again for a loaf of Bread. If I could redo this morning, I wish I could just skip to this moment. With all of this, Id finally have a fresh loaf of Bread to eat together with my mushroom soup. As I readied the Broccoli Seeds to give to Sam, he stopped me with a concerned expression.\n\n> Whoa there, Id love to give you this Bread but it looks like your bag is full! Come back when youve made some room."}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-9", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "As I heard those words, a knot formed in my throat along with the unmistakable feeling of dejavu. No, it wasnt just in my head, I definitely heard this before. I remember being confused about my bag. I remember it was later than 9:55. I checked my bag...\n\n____________\n\n```\nAPPLE x1\nBROCCOLI SEEDS x5\nFISHING ROD x1\nFARM MULCH x6\nMEDIUM FISH x2\nTOWN MAP x1\n```\n____________\n\n\nWhat was wrong with it? This seemed fine, but I knew it wasnt. These fish are taking up too much space. Theres something wrong with them. Ill have to throw them out if I want to make room for my Bread. Without a second thought I walked to the forest bordering the town, two steps in front of it. As I looked deeper in, I could see a familiar sight - a green snake with wide white eyes peering at me from afar. Although I felt uneasy, the sight of him once again made me feel I wasnt in the wrong, I wasnt going crazy, I should listen to my gut feeling and get to the bottom of whats going on. I turned back to the town once more. The vibrant green grass shuffled rhythmically in the wind, the pink cobblestoned pathways providing a strong contrast. I turned back to the forest, the snake was no longer there. I took the two Medium Fish out of my bag and placed them on the ground beneath my feet, just in front of the forest. When I looked back down, to my surprise, they were nowhere to be found. I checked my bag once again."}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-10", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "____________\n```\nAPPLE x1\nBROCCOLI SEEDS x5\nFISHING ROD x1\nFARM MULCH x6\nTOWN MAP x1\n```\n____________\n\n\nThat sounds right. Right? I was slightly disappointed. Was I expecting something else? I tried to recall a memory, A memory of something that should have never happened. I want to try that again, what did I do differently this time? I wish I could go bac-\n\n...\n\nI peered at the wall clock in his room. 9:55. Im in Sams house again. I once again have the Medium Fish in my bag. I was sure of it this time, Ive been here before, Ive done this before. I've somehow been brought back here again. I thought back to what I was doing before this. Before this? Or after this? It was hard to grasp where and when I was, but perhaps that wasnt even important. I need to make room in my bag if I want to get Bread, but that didnt seem to be the most important thing for me to consider right now. If I want to get to the bottom of this, I need to first put the fish on the top of my bag. It was right below my Bread, whatever it was. I didnt want to take any chances, so I tried my best to follow the exact steps I did before. I tried handing the Broccoli Seeds to Sam.\n\n> Whoa there, Id love to give you this Bread but it looks like your bag is full! Come back when youve made some room."}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-11", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "Of course, thanks for letting me know Sam. I moved the two Medium Fish to the top of my bag for easy access. I found myself again one step in front of the bordering forest. I looked back to the town, and then into the forest, and tossed the two Medium Fish into the darkness. I checked my bag...\n\n____________\n```\n x0\nAPPLE x1\nBROCCOLI SEEDS x5\nFISHING ROD x1\nFARM MULCH x6\nTOWN MAP x1\n```\n____________\n\nThat was right. No, it was *wrong*, but it was the right type of wrong. I needed to talk to Sam and move the Medium Fish to the top of my bag before tossing them. I had to throw them into the forest, one step in front of it. It was very specific, but only in doing those actions in that order could this occur. For some reason I felt as if I could sense the different outcomes that would occur if I performed similar steps. This isnt over yet though, theres still something missing. I made my way back to Sams house and exchanged the 5 Broccoli Seeds for a loaf of Bread. I placed it on the top of my bag and checked the clock on the wall. 10:55, that felt correct to me. I quickly left Sams house and checked the contents of my bag.\n\n____________\n```\nBREAD x1\n?-E x0\nAPPLE x1\nBROCCOLI SEEDS x5\nFISHING ROD x1\nFARM MULCH x6\nTOWN MAP x1\n```\n____________"}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-12", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "Bingo. With this in mind, I made a mental note. I know how to make this happen again, I dont need to start in Sams house again if I make a mistake. This is what Im looking for. This time I wont pull that out of my bag. I reached inside and grabbed it. A bright flash blinded me momentarily, and the colors of the entire landscape had shifted into purple and blue hues. Instead of pulling it out the bag, I stuffed it down below the Apple. Going any further than just touching it will probably ruin everything, this is more than enough. I checked my bag again\n\n____________\n```\nBREAD x1\nDEVON x\nAPPLE x1\n xTOWN\nBROCCOLI SEEDS x5\nFISHING ROD x1\nFARM MULCH x6\nTOWN MAP x1\n```\n____________\n\nIt was different, but still the same. I couldnt even recognize what it was anymore, or how many of it I even had. Its quantity had been replaced by something else. Even though I moved it under my Apple, something else took its place. **Devon**. What was that? It felt so familiar, but foreign. I tried to think of what else could have changed aside from the colors around me. I checked my coin pouch: 999999g. I started with 3000g this morning but bought some Broccoli Seeds, I should have 2900g. Im rich? Is this real? I traveled back to the market once more to see if the keeper would let me buy anything. I stared at the sign in front of his shop.\n\n____________\n```"}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-13", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "____________\n```\n \n\n\n\n\nERR09\n```\n____________\nThat string trailed off the signboard itself. Although the sign was now empty, the writing was in the same style as it used to be. That ERR09 was just...floating...well below where it should be. In thin air. I ignored and entered the shop. What can I buy?\n\n____________\n```\nBROCCOLI SEEDS 100g\nAPPLE SEEDS 50g\nFIZZY SODA 20g\nMEALWORMS 10g\nSKUNKY MUSHROOM 420g\nFROZEN TUNA 50000g\n```\n____________\n\nI had enough money to buy whatever I wanted, but I should probably fill my bag up with as much as possible to see where that leads me. Can I fit 99999 Mealworms in my bag? I placed all my gold on the table and inquired.\n\n> Sorry young lady, I can only sell you 255 Mealworms at a time.\n\nAt a time? What does that mean? Is that all he has in stock? Fine, I'll take 255 Mealworms.\n\n> 255 Mealworms coming right up! Here you go, little missy!\n\nI placed them in my bag above everything else. They fit? Can I have 1 more Mealworms?\n\n> 1 Mealworms coming right up! Here you go, little missy!\n\nI put them into my bag and checked inside.\n\n____________\n```\nMEALWORMS x1\nMEALWORMS x255\nBREAD x1\nDEVON x\nAPPLE x1\n xTOWN\nBROCCOLI SEEDS x5\nFISHING ROD x1\nFARM MULCH x6\nTOWN MAP x1\n```\n____________"}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-14", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "How did this all fit in there? I pushed my hand down into my bag and it now felt endless. I definitely shouldnt be able to push my hand this far in, but I couldnt reach an end no matter if I stuffed my whole arm in. The shopkeeper looked concerned.\n\n> Is something the matter? Youre acting a bit strange right now. Im not going to complain but the last time someone ordered this many Mealworms, they dug into their bag just like you and went mad.\n\nI sure feel Im heading in that direction. What even is reality at this point? Why was I so comfortable with this even knowing it defies logic? Something was wrong. ***Everything was wrong.*** But I had to keep breaking it. This town was real, and Ive lived in it my whole life, but when did that start? Did I start existing when I awoke this morning? Wait, did I actually just start existing this very second? Hes right, I am going mad. What happened to the last person who acted this way?\n\n> They just acted kinda strange. Like pacin' around in funky ways, dropping all their things on the ground, saying they were seeing things that werent there. Then they yelled about something called the Death Cloud coming closer. Everyone tried helping, but it was as if they couldnt see us anymore. Then one day they just...disappeared. Nobody could find 'em.\n\nDespite his warnings, I kept digging my hand into my bag, below my Town Map. Deeper, further...there was nothing there but I could keep going. I closed my hand to see if I could grab hold of anything, despite it diving into empty space. As I thought...something."}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-15", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "____________\n```\nMEALWORMS x1\nMEALWORMS x255\nBREAD x1\nDEVON x\nAPPLE x1\n xTOWN\nBROCCOLI SEEDS x5\nFISHING ROD x1\nFARM MULCH x6\nTOWN MAP x1\nx0\nx0\nx0\nx\nHORACE x\n```\n____________\n\n> Hey uh, you SSDEOVON&wtDFB8QUANTUMSHADOW\n\n> -S kFUYUMI ] >\n\nThe shopkeeper spoke. His voice reached my ears but upon grabbing this they became a shape I couldnt understand. Perfectly square shaped holes materialized instantly on the walls and shelves around me, seemingly leading into empty darkness. Parts of the shelves around me had been replaced with other objects. Not just the items on the shelves, but the actual shelves themselves. Parts of the cash register were seemingly embedded into one corner of a shelf. The corner of a persons face replaced one of the tiles on the floor, but it seemed to be an inanimate object despite clearly being a partial face. The shopkeeper continued talking, but making sense of his words were futile...so I left the shop to see what the outside had in store for me.\n____________\n## Corruption"}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-16", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "As soon as I left the shop, I was greeted by a town that was familiar, and yet entirely alien to me. Blocks of text and numbers replaced buildings in the town, patches of water were simply floating where signboards used to be. The floating clouds above were replaced with zeroes and nines. The subtle sound of static white noise reverberated from somewhere in the distance, but I couldnt even discern which direction it was coming from. All the colors in the town had been inverted into unnatural hues, including the sky itself. The floor below me was no longer a uniform and coherent field of grass and brick pathways, but now a chaotic patchwork of various items and partial structures, all perfect squares, mended together in an unnatural fashion. Ah, this is what I was looking for, surely.\n\nI created this outcome, I willed it to reality. That is, if this can even still be considered reality at all. I summoned this through a specific sequence of events, in a particular order. I guess to any outside observer, it could only have been described as a ritual to perform a magic spell. Anyone not understanding what I was doing must have thought me to be mad, and perhaps in a sense they were correct. Through trial and error, I learned more and more how to destroy this world; and I intuitively knew what I was getting myself into...yet I longed to see how far I could twist and corrupt this existence."}
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{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-18", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "I glanced around this now malformed town, that only just barely resembled what it used to, and in the distance I noticed looked to be a @soul6433 approaching slowly. Well, it moved forward as if it was a cloud, but it seemingly engulfed everything into it like a black hole. In the center of that darkness, there were two figures. Two fully cohesive and well defined figures in a world of malformed mashups of various objects. One seemed to be the shape of a man, but his entire body was as white as an eggshell. In his hand, an empty mug which he could not hold steady. His large hollowed eyes and wide agape mouth made it seem as if he was petrified, and yet he moved forward slowly at a steady pace, silently. Beside him, the skeleton of a canine, still walking forward with him as if it was alive. Come to think of it, I'm not even sure if the man himself was alive either. It didn't take long for me to understand what he was. After all, his arrival was already announced to me just moments ago. Its Horace, and behind him must be the Death Cloud."}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-19", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "As the two paced forward, the looming darkness followed directly behind them. Despite everything in this town now existing as incoherent blocks of random things unnaturally merged together, any object he walked past seemed to erratically change form. What seemed to be half of a bike and half a tree began flashing into various other objects as Horace drew near it; until eventually the erratic shapeshifting converted it into 1s and 0s, which were promptly ripped bit by bit and sucked into that foreboding darkness that followed him. I couldnt move, I could only stare at the horrified look on his face and wonder if I perhaps had was also wearing an expression of pure terror as he was. But I couldnt move...the invisible walls that once stopped me from moving forward seemed to have entirely boxed me in and immobilized me. I dont know what will become of me if Horace gets closer, but I had no choice but to simply watch as he did. I could not tell whether or not he was even the perpetrator of the destruction that lay in his wake, or a prisoner to it. Regardless, it seems as if I too will be annihilated by the horrifying Death Cloud that approached.\n\nBut as that thought crossed my mind, right when the last ounce of hope had been put to rest and I accepted my fate, I felt a tug on my sleeve. It allowed me to avert my gaze from Horace, and pull me out of my frozen state. A green snake slithered slowly up my arm and stared deeply into my eyes. A sense of relief poured over me. I had seen this snake before, his familiar sight was a reminder of what this town used to be. When he knew he had my attention, his forked tongue flicked in the air, and I heard his voice from within my head.\n\n> Do you want me to help pull you out now?"}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-20", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "> Do you want me to help pull you out now?\n\nI dont know what he was implying, but my head nodded automatically in response before I could even attempt to process it. I could hear a high pitched electronic buzz growing closer, but I dare not look away from the snake. \n\n> You arent from this town. You arent even from this reality. You can escape if you can recall where you are really from.\n\nI took a moment to ponder on the snakes words. I tried to think back, as far as I could, deep into my memory. He was right, I had always felt as if this world didnt quite feel like home. It almost felt as if my entire existence, along with all my memories of the life before, were simply formed the moment I awoke this morning. At some point I even humored the thought that this entire existence was simply one formed randomly by entropy bringing a small pocket of matter within the universe into just the right formation to create what I perceive to be reality...and perhaps Horace and the Death Cloud were simply what I personified as the natural dismantling of that miracle; returning what I considered to be me back into the disorderly swarm of particles I had always been before."}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-21", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "But I knew if I continued that line of thinking, it was Game Over. If I didnt face my epistemological crisis head on, I would ultimately meet my demise here and now. So I thought harder. I felt as if I couldnt think of one single reality Ive experienced other than this, but rather a myriad of different ones. I had been in many worlds, I had experienced many things, and I was unable to pinpoint which universe was one I could call my own. I resonated with a reality in which I tamed small creatures and traveled across the world on adventure. Then shortly after, I felt connected to a world where humanoid cephalopods dominated the land. So many contradictory lives, and yet I felt as if I had lived all of them. It was impossible to tell which one was my own. It was as if I was trapped in an infinitely large library, with bookshelves spanning far and wide, and I was told to find one single book without any clues as to what I was even looking for. \n\n\nIn my peripheral vision, I could see the object that was once the town market begin to flicker. The garbled shapes that made it up began frantically flashing into other objects, letters, numbers..ah, the Death Cloud draws near. Was I too late? Was there even an actual way out of this, or did I simply hallucinate in my final moments to cope with this finale?"}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-22", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and ignored my surroundings for a moment. I thought harder, there must be a hint somewhere. I could feel the snake tightening his grip around my arm, but it didnt feel aggressive at all. No, if anything, it felt more like an embrace. Like one you would give to a close friend going through something difficult. He cared about me, he was trying to help me. Ah, thats right, whenever Im lost I know I can count on him to help me find my way. In every reality I know of, I share the same single point of meeting him before the tree trunk of my realities splinter off into separate branches.\n\nThe terrifying screeching became louder. I did not know if this sound was coming from Horace, or the Death Cloud itself, but it was obvious my time was running out. And yet I was past the point of fear, because everything was coming back to me and a sense of relief. I recalled a reality in which I faced a similar problem, and was led out a labyrinth of despair by a single green thread rotating in a white room.\n\n> Do you know who I am?\n\nThe snake asked. Of course the moment he did, his name had immediately clicked in my head. Although I thought I didnt know him at first, somewhere deep inside I had never forgotten him. I want to experience all that I can, and as a result I know Ill get lost, but in the end he always serves as the one constant beacon to help me confirm who I really am.I closed my eyes and responded calmly.\n\n> Of course I know who you are, Spinor.\n\nAnd then..silence. The screeching had stopped, I felt weightless, and behind my closed eyelids I embraced the darkness. \n\n\n____________________ \n\n\n## Game Over"}
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{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-24", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "> Well, did you find anything interesting?\n\nSpinor continued, knowing itd be a moment before I was fully anchored down to earth. I thought back to what I had just gone through. The once peaceful town that up until what seemed like mere minutes ago was my home was no longer a place I could ever return to. Even if I had figured out how to revisit previous worlds, Im unsure if that universe would ever be the same. \n\nIf there was something I wanted to bring back from that world, what would it be? I immediately thought of the minimalistic house I started in. Aside from the kettle of mushroom soup, it was almost entirely opposite of this messy room. It wouldnt be hard to remember all everything there. Although I was lost in thought, my eyes were still fixated on the green mushrooms on the table in front of me. Ah, thats right, there was a green device on the table of that room. What did I call it? ...GameBoy? I had never heard of that word in my entire life, and yet it felt like such a natural everyday device there. If there was anything that stood out, it was that.\n\n> The small green device that was on that table. Could you fetch it for me, Spinor?\n\nAnd with that, a small round colorful portal appeared next to him. He slithered into it, and before his tail had fully entered the portal, another one near my lap opened up; where he slithered out of head first, holding the green GameBoy in his mouth. Well, although they looked like portals to me they were more like projections that I couldnt go through even if I wanted to. Spinor had described it before as something akin to crawling into the pocket universes that bride realities, but I still dont fully understand what they really were."}
{"id": "692ef556-2e77-44d7-aba5-9e71d2fb04fc-25", "createdAt": "2022-10-05T08:01:39.855", "backgroundColor": "#1e0f3b", "index": 3, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQtJT5bYy8jRYwvei1f3UeVM8b4Jw7dpESnYXUP2fTxMh", "txHash": "0x92413fe87ca446bfb2c3adb65ad396fe3176fe476806b98875b31226fa2d8e8b", "createdAtBlock": 15680578, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6001, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmeaTt9yRWWZYz2dwitgxHW6bViVHAfDhCPQtVMDphprX2", "name": "Magus Devon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "I grabbed the GameBoy from his mouth and stared at my own reflection on its screen. I had never seen something quite like it before, and Im sure a game from another world could go for a pretty high price. But the more I stared at it, the more I remembered the world that it originated from.\n\n> Hey Spinor, what did you see when you went there?\n\n____________________\n\n> Sorry if its disappointing, but I dont quite see anything when I slip between worlds. You tell me what to get, and I know how to get it. I can only observe realities when you yourself are observing them as well. In fact I cant even view this world when you arent here either.\n____________________\n\n> ...Did I just destroy that world? Or did it all happen in my head? Actually, what difference did it make if the townspeople were unaffected and simply saw me become mad in the first place? In the end, the world was effectively destroyed from my perspective anyway. And yet it felt so fun and satisfying to do.\n\nSpinors tongue flicked through the air, and for a moment there was a pause for silence. His large white eyes not breaking their gaze from mine. Sensing my anxiety boil up, he broke my negative spiral.\n\n> You're thinking too hard about it. You were only playing a game.\n\nHe responded, matter of factly. I stared down at the GameBoy in my hand that he had retrieved for me. I intended to put this for sale within my shop, but I somehow felt an overwhelming feeling of nostalgia the more I looked at it. Although this object had never existed within this reality, and although I had never truly held this in my hands before, I felt overwhelming attachment to it.\n\n> Funny how you can feel nostalgic for a memory that never truly happened. Perhaps Ill hold onto this a bit longer before I list it for sale.\n\n\n____________________"}
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{"id": "f17e2074-823f-463f-b19b-1b71cdebf24b-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-14T07:39:41.594", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmNxSYjeZS8u6dXz7WsRTAvh5MZhfTDzVJtLmWnxYa8dfb", "txHash": "0x502434a45763e5440b4cac84cba241f32e5561a19cdef5208b2a77eb500bb536", "createdAtBlock": 15744914, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 3572, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmNSLAeDX346AjSCVUrbD1YCBYRJz4hH3RLUVbAmx67VNz", "name": "Dillon Poker of the Mountain", "text": "# New Lore Entry \n\n_Delete below sample to write your own_\n\nI was born from the dragon. I grew up among monkeys from hell.\n\nHere is some **bold** text \nHere is some *italic* text\n\n> Here is quoted text \n> *by a lore writer*\n\n## Example of a medium heading\n### Example of a smaller heading\n\n# Images\nYou can add images via links, OR, upload from your computer using the toolbar.\n\n### Image uploads\n\nUse the toolbar image icon to upload an image to IPFS. Once uploaded (to IPFS) they also appear as a link, like so:\n\n\n\n### External Image Links\n\nTo add image (or anything else) as a link, you can do it via the toolbar link icon, or just write the syntax below like so:\n\n\n\n### Embedded videos\n\nOh yeah, if you just put in a YouTube link (no special syntax) on its own then it shows it embedded, see below:\n\nhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=30b7_S0paCQ\n\n# Getting new lines right\n\nNew lines can be a bit funny.... there are two options:\n\n**First**\n\nPress enter twice. I am typing here, and now pressing enter twice after three dotrs...\n\nand now I am here (but you did get double spacing)\n\n**Second**\n\nType two spaces *before* pressing enter. Here come two spaces after the three dots followed by enter... \nand now I am here\n\n# Tagging other characters\n\nYou can tag other wizards, souls etc in any normal text (so not a heading or a link). Here are some examples:\n\nBest wizard of all is @wizard2140. His dreams of befriending @pony0 one day. Watch out for @soul1732!"}
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{"id": "51c9cfe9-e1ed-479f-93bf-99bcc0eae182-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-14T18:04:03.425", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmdvQygdqNcLFXLZ1i9LX1A8n4DwDGXsZN5CL2n236MXH9", "txHash": "0x9971e1e3ed995b0b4993f7fb36efcc201852a5327d30ab03aee45b08f40a8f9b", "createdAtBlock": 15748017, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 13336, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": null, "name": "Brock Hero of the Berg", "text": "# The Origin of an Ally (Part I)\n\nThe moonlight was shining onto the jungle providing just enough light to see a few feet afar, but not enough to unveil all the secrets of the night. Brock was walking on a muddy, narrow path, surrounded by tall trees and the occasional bird shriek standing out from the constant insect buzz. The air was hot and humid. \n\nBrock, a tall sturdy individual with broad shoulders and strong muscles, was out hunting. In his right hand he was proudly holding is bamboo pole, the traditional weapon of his tribe, the Berg. Those bamboo weapons were gifts from the Wizards; they came from the strongest bamboo you could find in the Bamboo Forests and were gilded by magic. A gift the Wizards had bestowed upon the Berg, for their relentless defense of the lands between Obsidian City and Fort Turtle.\n\nBrock was hunting for goblins. Those hideous creatures had been raiding villages in the area for months and the Berg had sent out scouts like Brock to track them down. \n\n*Goblins are easy to hunt* Brock was thinking, *stinky, loud and messy; they could not make it easier, could they?* Brock was an experienced hunter and scout, but still amongst the youngest in his tribe. He had a lot more to learn and he knew that, but goblins were easy pray. He was also still unsullied, a Berg scout without a companion. \n\nFor the lonely life of a scout, companions were more than as support for hunting or fighting. They were your closest friend and ally. One day Berg thought one day \n\nThe humidity in the air suddenly intensified and thick water drops started to fall from the sky. In a matter of seconds a monsoon storm broke out and heavy water started pouring. \n\nSuch rain could be dangerous; it inhibits the senses and makes it harder to spot enemies."}
{"id": "51c9cfe9-e1ed-479f-93bf-99bcc0eae182-1", "createdAt": "2022-10-14T18:04:03.425", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmdvQygdqNcLFXLZ1i9LX1A8n4DwDGXsZN5CL2n236MXH9", "txHash": "0x9971e1e3ed995b0b4993f7fb36efcc201852a5327d30ab03aee45b08f40a8f9b", "createdAtBlock": 15748017, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 13336, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": null, "name": "Brock Hero of the Berg", "text": "Such rain could be dangerous; it inhibits the senses and makes it harder to spot enemies. \n\nBrock picked up an odd sound coming through the rain, *what is it? A swish of arrows!* Out of nowhere two arrows hit Brock on his left arm and leg. \n\n*How did I not notice?* but before he could finish the thought five goblins jumped out of the trees and attacked him. *This is bad, really bad*\n\nBrock parroted several attacks with his kite shield. He then hit back hard with his pole, smashing the head of one goblin to the ground. *Four of them is still too much*\n\nThe goblins kept attacking; the arrow wounds were slowing Brock down. Swing after swing he was fending the goblins off. But he was getting slower, more tired; leaving ample rooms for fatal attacks. \n\nOne of the goblins suddenly jumped to the right and threw a knife that hit Brock directly in his left side, piercing through his ribs. Immediately Brock was out of breath. Panting for oxygen, he fell on his knees, barely holding onto his bamboo pole and shield. Blood flooding out of his wounds. \n\nThe four remaining goblins started laughing and chanting on what now looked like an easy pray for them. \n\nBut the ground suddenly started shaking and loud stomping echoed from behind Brock. Something was running towards them. *Something big is* but before Brock could finish the thought his eyes closed, his vision went dark. He let go of his pole and collapsed to the ground, conscienceless. Defenseless. \n\n*To be continued*"}
{"id": "482a99f1-5205-4aba-bbc7-a9fe0258d6cf-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-06T10:35:38.785", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmeUuBFE84JMYHZtM83RL2QkfNYagyoCkyeog5ZXZ84bEr", "txHash": "0x54b9d50e2311051f6d317cbe2eb1cf8792ebbd63bedc986efa018a85eaae0995", "createdAtBlock": 15688503, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 9590, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmNSLAeDX346AjSCVUrbD1YCBYRJz4hH3RLUVbAmx67VNz", "name": "Diviner Misumi of the Palms", "text": "# New Lore Entry \nmeow\n_Delete below sample to write your own_\n\nThis where you can write your lore.... we use markdown to store it on chain.... You can see how it will appear/render in the preview panel.\n\nHere is some **bold** text \nHere is some *italic* text\n\n> Here is quoted text \n> *by a lore writer*\n\n## Example of a medium heading\n### Example of a smaller heading\n\n# Images\nYou can add images via links, OR, upload from your computer using the toolbar.\n\n### Image uploads\n\nUse the toolbar image icon to upload an image to IPFS. Once uploaded (to IPFS) they also appear as a link, like so:\n\n\n\n### External Image Links\n\nTo add image (or anything else) as a link, you can do it via the toolbar link icon, or just write the syntax below like so:\n\n\n\n### Embedded videos\n\nOh yeah, if you just put in a YouTube link (no special syntax) on its own then it shows it embedded, see below:\n\nhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=30b7_S0paCQ\n\n# Getting new lines right\n\nNew lines can be a bit funny.... there are two options:\n\n**First**\n\nPress enter twice. I am typing here, and now pressing enter twice after three dotrs...\n\nand now I am here (but you did get double spacing)\n\n**Second**\n\nType two spaces *before* pressing enter. Here come two spaces after the three dots followed by enter... \nand now I am here\n\n# Tagging other characters\n\nYou can tag other wizards, souls etc in any normal text (so not a heading or a link). Here are some examples:\n\nBest wizard of all is @wizard2140. His dreams of befriending @pony0 one day. Watch out for @soul1732!"}
{"id": "69431e57-b7c0-4615-84aa-89f2d6771ec3-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-15T12:21:57.568", "backgroundColor": "#fff500", "index": 10, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmZAHvwR6T9XtEg6bxehjipn8GaZ4DeB9EiwXBz5DoX3Tu", "txHash": "0x79e7e756f8adc1154ca67a871c4cdcb466dd39073b1ed29eec44d2c321079cb5", "createdAtBlock": 15753482, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 3676, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmQirvLALSC2Rcd2vfrKL3jpNN7X6mozNCzh6aQDufqiJw", "name": "Druid Enigma of the Valley", "text": "# Best friend squad!!\n\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n\nToday would start like any other day for Enigma, waking up with a smile in her tiny, but tidy, hut somewhere in the woods of the Fey.\n\nGood morning, lovely Fred, did you sleep well? The lovely swamp witch asked, sitting up and stretching in her little bed. Though he couldnt speak, Fred managed to eke a squeak of joy as he mimicked Enigmas morning stretch routine.\n\nOh good!! Youll need your energy, do you know what today is? Enigma asked, her eyes sparkling with pure joy.\n\nSqueak? SQUEAK!!! Fred started hopping with more intensity as he did indeed realize what today was.\n\nThats right!! LETTER DAY!! YAAAAAAAAAAAY! Enigma scooped up Fred and started dancing around the house, using magic to clean up what little mess may have survived through the night.\n\nNow, Letter Day was the day for Enigma. The entire year had been spent preparing for this day. Making sure she had enough kobold snacks (they were not fond of her mushrooms), that she had filtered enough drinking water, and most importantlyparchment and ink!!\n\nTwo of her best friends (the strongest Ghost Eaters in the Runiverse!) Trollin and Kobold, would be stopping by for snacks and to write letters of encouragement to their friends across the Runiverse.\n\nWhen the three of them got together, they were literally a non-stop force of love, acceptance, and hugs. The world literally became a kinder place in their presence. Also it didnt hurt that they had the squishiest, most huggable faces in the entire world!!"}
{"id": "69431e57-b7c0-4615-84aa-89f2d6771ec3-1", "createdAt": "2022-10-15T12:21:57.568", "backgroundColor": "#fff500", "index": 10, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmZAHvwR6T9XtEg6bxehjipn8GaZ4DeB9EiwXBz5DoX3Tu", "txHash": "0x79e7e756f8adc1154ca67a871c4cdcb466dd39073b1ed29eec44d2c321079cb5", "createdAtBlock": 15753482, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 3676, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmQirvLALSC2Rcd2vfrKL3jpNN7X6mozNCzh6aQDufqiJw", "name": "Druid Enigma of the Valley", "text": "Enigma and Fred spent the morning ignoring their usual routine decorating the hut, and getting ready for company. Prepping snacks for wizard and familiar alike, making sure there was plenty of comfy sitdown space, and the like.\n\nEventually, the time that she had been waiting for with great anticipation had finally arrived. \n\n# KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!\n\nA loud, rhythmic banging came from the front door, quickly followed by a muffled bonk.\n\nTrollin! You only have to knock once! A voice said from outside, causing Enigma to burst into giggles.\n\n\n# KNOCK!\n\nYeah! Just like-\n\n# KNOCK!\n\nNo! Too ma-\n\n# KNOCK!\n\nUgh. Why do I even bot-\n\n# KNOCK!\n\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n---\n\nNot being able to handle being away from her besties any longer, Enigma threw open the door and scooped both kobolds up in a huge hug.\n\nYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!! BEST FRIEND TIME! The three sang out in unison amidst their bearsnake hug.\n\nOmg Enigma, we were so excited to see you! We brought presents and I brought Skamps and Kobold (who was a kobold both in name and race) rambled on, as Trollin rolled his eyes and stepped inside.\n\nSo this year, I have a whole list of folks who have NEVER received Enigmafirmations, and I think its high time we change some lives! Trollin said, whipping out a very long scroll filled to the brim with random names."}
{"id": "69431e57-b7c0-4615-84aa-89f2d6771ec3-2", "createdAt": "2022-10-15T12:21:57.568", "backgroundColor": "#fff500", "index": 10, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmZAHvwR6T9XtEg6bxehjipn8GaZ4DeB9EiwXBz5DoX3Tu", "txHash": "0x79e7e756f8adc1154ca67a871c4cdcb466dd39073b1ed29eec44d2c321079cb5", "createdAtBlock": 15753482, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 3676, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmQirvLALSC2Rcd2vfrKL3jpNN7X6mozNCzh6aQDufqiJw", "name": "Druid Enigma of the Valley", "text": "Trollin and Kobold quickly made themselves at home, releasing their familiars to do their own thing, as well as munching snacks and just overall catching up. These three could talk about nothing and everything for days if fate would allow them.\n\nThankfully, Enigma was fabulous at keeping the crew on track, and it wouldnt be long before the trio was fiercely scribbling away at letters of encouragement. The messages varied in detail, but remained the same.\n\nThey were amazing for making it this far, and had such an impact on those around them, and that they were seen, heard and loved.\n\nEnigma was famous for enchanting her letters to grant small wishes (such as specific snacks, a glass of cold water, etc), while Kobold and Trollin werewell, infamous for their enchantments. \n\nRandom things like sticks, rocks, scraps of cloth would be summoned when you opened a letter from one of those two. (Funnily enough, these three would bring about the concept of Trick or Treat to the Runiverse in the coming years).\n\nThe one thing you need to know about kobolds is that while they may be a bit bumbly, they are loyal, fiercely devoted, and seriously good friends. So even though they may have missed the mark with execution from time to time (heck, so did Enigma, if not even more often) they were quite lovable, and the best family a swamp witch could ask for.\n\nThe entire day went by so fast, much to the trios chagrin. But for that day, the Fey was filled with love, kindness and support on a level that was only felt on this day each year.\n\nBefore they knew it, the sun had set, and all the letters had finally been written."}
{"id": "69431e57-b7c0-4615-84aa-89f2d6771ec3-3", "createdAt": "2022-10-15T12:21:57.568", "backgroundColor": "#fff500", "index": 10, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmZAHvwR6T9XtEg6bxehjipn8GaZ4DeB9EiwXBz5DoX3Tu", "txHash": "0x79e7e756f8adc1154ca67a871c4cdcb466dd39073b1ed29eec44d2c321079cb5", "createdAtBlock": 15753482, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 3676, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmQirvLALSC2Rcd2vfrKL3jpNN7X6mozNCzh6aQDufqiJw", "name": "Druid Enigma of the Valley", "text": "Before they knew it, the sun had set, and all the letters had finally been written.\n\nWhew, I think this might be our most successful year yet, Eni!! I wrote over 100 letters today! Kobold said, standing from the table, admiring his pile of letters.\n\nAgreed!! This was the first year any of our letters were addressed to the penguins up north! I hope they like them, Ive been wanting to go visit for so long now! Enigma said, stacking the letters in a small basket by the front door.\n\nWell, we must be on our way, we had so much fun!! Trollin exclaimed, hugging the swamp witch tight and gathering his things.Now, you have to come to us for winter celebrations! I wont take no for an answer, the entire family is waiting to meet you! \n\nEnigma hugged, squeezed and loved her friends, helping them gather things and escorting them to her front porch.\n\nFred and I should have these in the post by the end of the day tomorrow, and you know well be there for the holidays!! Enigma said, opening the door and letting her guests out.\n\n\nTake care, and see you in a few months! Enigma waved as her besties wandered down the little path, taking them away from her tiny, but tidy hut in the middle of the Fey."}
{"id": "66678996-a4f9-45cb-aea3-7b9b43415793-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-06T12:51:54.396", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 1, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmTo4Ldokdg1C3aYsMMyErbUHXJJB7JpNPt2MK963UZweK", "txHash": "0xe449a69df913ba317e5f8a19b0c9c23ac4db6a095ef5197faf044a13a0edbac6", "createdAtBlock": 15689176, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 907, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": null, "name": "Lucy Lasher of the Wild", "text": "# The Plan\n\nMortimer the Black, get off of me right now! Lucy yelled weeks later after waking to find that her Onyx Panther had once again chosen to spend the night sleeping across her legs, effectively pinning her if anything happened requiring her to act swiftly in the middle of the night. The giant cat lazily raised its head, looked over to her, yawned, and then put its head back down, covering its huge yellow eyes with oversized paws.\n\nThe two of them had been avoiding civilization for what seemed like forever. While Lucy was more than capable of surviving in the wilderness, she had to admit, she missed the comforts of the big cities. There was nothing quite like a nice run-down inn room with two queen beds so that the damned cat would not sleep on her. Normally, she would only stay out of the city long enough to finish the next job, but this was no job she was embarking on. Since fleeing Calistas Citadel after witnessing one of the most insane acts ever in the Runiverse, Lucy had no intention of spending extended time in a big city any time soon. She wasnt willing to risk herself to the insane whims of some random wizard again.\n\nI said get up Morti! Lucy exclaimed, this time kicking her legs with all her might in an attempt to make the cat at least uncomfortable enough to move. It worked, and the cat cat got up, moved away from her, and laid back down to sleep some more. None of that Morti! she exclaimed, I think I finally have a plan, but we need help.\n\nDuring their time in the wilds, wandering aimlessly and eating whatever she could kill or forage, with the giant house cats not inconsiderable assistance, Lucy had developed a four step plan for rebellion."}
{"id": "66678996-a4f9-45cb-aea3-7b9b43415793-1", "createdAt": "2022-10-06T12:51:54.396", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 1, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmTo4Ldokdg1C3aYsMMyErbUHXJJB7JpNPt2MK963UZweK", "txHash": "0xe449a69df913ba317e5f8a19b0c9c23ac4db6a095ef5197faf044a13a0edbac6", "createdAtBlock": 15689176, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 907, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": null, "name": "Lucy Lasher of the Wild", "text": "Establish a base of operations. \nEnlist aid from trusted allies. \nRecruit like minded individuals. \nUnseat the wizards, or kill as many as she could and die trying.\n\nThe first item she thought she might have an answer for. The Wild was vast and mostly uncharted. Primarily because of the wild magic which permeated the area and gave its name constantly changed everything within it. Not many knew the ways of the Wilds as well as she. She recalled an old dig site she had stumbled across a few years ago. The place had been stabilized by a group of Blue Wizards previously, and was one of the few stable areas in the Wilds. The wizards had abandoned the area after plundering it of artifacts, and if she could find her way back, and The Wild had not reclaimed it fully, she might be able to use it. What better place to hide from the wizards than the one place they could not fully control?\n\nHowever, before she would venture in search of the ruins, she needed to enlist one friend in particular. @warrior5136 was an old friend. She was also a talented vocalist, and used to be highly sought after by many yellow mages for entertainment purposes. That is until one unfortunate wizard got a little too deep in whatever potion they were drinking one night, a little too handsy, and a little too heady impaled on her mic stand."}
{"id": "66678996-a4f9-45cb-aea3-7b9b43415793-2", "createdAt": "2022-10-06T12:51:54.396", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 1, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmTo4Ldokdg1C3aYsMMyErbUHXJJB7JpNPt2MK963UZweK", "txHash": "0xe449a69df913ba317e5f8a19b0c9c23ac4db6a095ef5197faf044a13a0edbac6", "createdAtBlock": 15689176, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 907, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": null, "name": "Lucy Lasher of the Wild", "text": "Adeles career ended with that wizard's life. The Yellow Mages would no longer book her for performances. They even pressed charges, but self defense was still legal even in cases between Wizards and Ducks, and the wizards couldnt get the charges to stick. Adele tried to continue her career, but the gigs dried up, and even Duck bars wouldnt book her after a while. So she took that mic stand, sharpened it, and started a new career as a mercenary for hire. She did alright for herself too. Ducks paid her a good deal of money to dispatch magical beasts and other phenomena. Theres no better way to advertise that you can handle any magical beast than a rune wizards skull decorating your weapon. Less grotesque ways, sure. But none as effective. \n\nAdele had been hanging out in Goblin Town for some time, since most of the yellow hats hated the place. It was only a few days' journey, and who knows, with Adele around, maybe shed be willing to chance a stay at a run down inn with double queen beds."}
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{"id": "eda823eb-5e9b-4065-9cfc-b8084bf4d3dc-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-15T23:20:30.163", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://Qmavk6sHKmG8WoTxKbb4QSAdXfoCvz2H1i6Y8cvU7nB8VL", "txHash": "0x383e965647fc52661d680b4deee79d06bb61b3d558cd67f432fe316a72f60b12", "createdAtBlock": 15756760, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 8222, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Battle Mage Malthus of the Capital", "text": "\"Imagine, if you will, a city that never sleeps. A city where silly things like ethics, laws, and 'personal liberty' do not get in the way of progress!\" Malthus' booming voice echoed across the stadium as hushes fell across the crowd.\n\nMalthus, tall and imposing, held the microphone in one muscular hand, while using the other to punctuate his speech with excitement as he talked.\n\n\"Yes, that's right. A city where there is no ethics council, where the law is ours. Of course, this doesn't mean it will be a wild place with no rules! No, just a place where like-minded wizards can gather for the greater benefit of all.\" Malthus said, running his free hand through his crimson hair.\n\nThis little move made the crowd go wild, and Malthus took this chance to take a quick swig from his water bottle, before going back to his speech.\n\n\"It will take time to build, for a city must be erected with foundations as solid as existence itself! In that time, I will be sending out invitations, personally, to each wizard who will be invited to come live with us. \n\nShould you wish to join, please sign up with our hostess on your way out. We'll take your details, and, if you meet our requirements, we will invite you in to Paradise!\n\nThat's it for today, friends, thank you so much for coming out! See you on the other side!!\" Malthus said, waving to the crowd, putting the mic back on the stand, and disappearing behind the stage curtain.\n\n\"You were great out there boss!\" Malthus' assistant ran up and handed him a towel. Malthus briefly smiles, and disappears into his dressing room."}
{"id": "eda823eb-5e9b-4065-9cfc-b8084bf4d3dc-1", "createdAt": "2022-10-15T23:20:30.163", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://Qmavk6sHKmG8WoTxKbb4QSAdXfoCvz2H1i6Y8cvU7nB8VL", "txHash": "0x383e965647fc52661d680b4deee79d06bb61b3d558cd67f432fe316a72f60b12", "createdAtBlock": 15756760, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 8222, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Battle Mage Malthus of the Capital", "text": "\"Ugh. There wasn't a single acceptable wizard in the crowd tonight. How the hell are we supposed to fill a city with the best and brightest if there are no best and brightest? Answer that, McGreggor!\" Malthus said, poking his ember frog gently until he let out a large ribbit.\n\n\"I know, I know. We really are the best, but we can't do everything by ourselves! We must have the bodies...yes yes, and their magic. What else would this be for??\" Malthus chortled to himself as he sorted through papers on his desk.\n\n----\n\nMonths would pass, and Malthus' plan would be executed without a hitch. The city would be built in record time, and due to his own powerful magic, he would be able to locate every single wizard capable of above average magic.\n\nHe made no delay in sending out his invitations, and soon had communicated to well over 10% of the entire population of the Runiverse. Much to his surprise, not a single person would decline his offer.\n\nEventually, great pilgrimages would start journeying across the Runiverse to come and live within the great walls of the rapturous city\n\nSoon, he would be sitting high atop his skyscraper, running his city of magic, never to be judged or hated for his powers again.\n\nUntil then, he had only a few loose ends to tie up, one particular one being his mistress, the Countess of the Red Wizard City. She was the only one who knew of where Malthus lived, and this information could be very dangerous to the right people, especially if they were to act before he moved into the city himself.\n\nNow, the only way to properly remove a liability is to kill them and leave no witnesses. Any good assassin knows this!"}
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{"id": "ce3920f0-09ac-46ef-b1b4-c9554bbd22da-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-06T13:01:39.21", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmbtmzTrTXqZ2WLowVQvjvg7rMbjzTkCqcGMJugeKfJhqf", "txHash": "0x9d56988c5c058fd0dd95c69be2d09fd1cda3a1d7605bae95face2e4d0dba4ae1", "createdAtBlock": 15689225, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 5136, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": null, "name": "Adele Impaler of Runes", "text": "# Rolling in the Drink \n\nA menacing figure stalked the streets of Goblin Town, eyes and head shifting constantly, mouth agape, as though it was his first time in Goblin Town. His eyes and head were constantly moving, as though daring danger to try his mettle. He made his way through one of the roughest parts of the rambunctious city, sneering at any who dared to come close. Clearly, he was looking for a fight, which is why as he moved to enter Glub and Glubbs bar, Glubb stopped him and checked for any weapons before he let the man in.\n\nGlub and Glubbs Bar was dimly lit by a few flickering bulbs and the worn out neon sign in a busted window advertising the Goblin Beer which was the only drink served at the place. The floors were scratched and scuffed mismatched hardwood, some of it untreated. In any more civilized city in the Runiverse, this place would have been condemned. Torn concert posters were scattered haphazardly across the walls, and a dusty piano sat on a long disused stage, near a microphone stand topped with a grotesque skull ornamentation. Centered over the back of the stage a poster of Adele, a long retired musician was hung. It was perhaps the only poster in the bar which was not torn, but it was heavily stained by beer. A smattering of goblins were seated about the place, a few of them playing a game of cards at a back table with a giant. Strangely, the bar itself was empty save for a lone human woman. She was beautiful with blue hair, and sparkling blue eyes,wearing the armor of a Brown Knight. She was seated at the bar, a semi-circle of empty bottles arrayed in front of her."}
{"id": "ce3920f0-09ac-46ef-b1b4-c9554bbd22da-1", "createdAt": "2022-10-06T13:01:39.21", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmbtmzTrTXqZ2WLowVQvjvg7rMbjzTkCqcGMJugeKfJhqf", "txHash": "0x9d56988c5c058fd0dd95c69be2d09fd1cda3a1d7605bae95face2e4d0dba4ae1", "createdAtBlock": 15689225, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 5136, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": null, "name": "Adele Impaler of Runes", "text": "The bar was owned and operated by two Goblin brothers, Glub, and Glubb. One was a talented alchemist and brewer as far as Goblins went, and the other a retired warrior. They had decided to go into business together some years back, but had no real taste for business and an unquenchable thirst for their product. When they had first bought the building, it was pristine, and some blamed the decline of this particular block on their poor business practices. Still, their brew was excellent, and despite the fact that they could not afford to keep the building up, Goblins cared more for the foul taste of their brew than they did the decor of the building they drank it in, so the brothers managed to keep the lights on.\n\nAs soon as the man walked into the bar, his mannerisms changed. He shifted seamlessly from a man looking forward to a fight, to an easy going, charming attitude. His eyes still moved continuously, even as he smiled at the various patrons, greeting one or two with warm smiles and friendly nods. Eventually, his eyes landed on the lone woman at the bar. He moved to her, sitting down without an invitation, and nodded at the bartender, tapping his finger on the bar to order a drink.\n\nI used to be somebody, the woman said, unprompted but a moment later.\n\nOh really? the mans smile widened. He laid some coin on the bar as Glub delivered a bottle of Goblin Beer to him and popped the top. It looks to me as though you still are somebody. The man nodded at Glub, the goblin brother working the bar tonight.\n\nShe took a long swig of her beer and put the empty bottle on the bar. Wobbled a little, and smiled back at him before laying her arms and head across the bar top."}
{"id": "ce3920f0-09ac-46ef-b1b4-c9554bbd22da-2", "createdAt": "2022-10-06T13:01:39.21", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmbtmzTrTXqZ2WLowVQvjvg7rMbjzTkCqcGMJugeKfJhqf", "txHash": "0x9d56988c5c058fd0dd95c69be2d09fd1cda3a1d7605bae95face2e4d0dba4ae1", "createdAtBlock": 15689225, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 5136, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": null, "name": "Adele Impaler of Runes", "text": "He smiled at her once more and took a sip of his beer before grimacing. How do they drink this stuff? How do you drink this stuff?\n\nYou get used to it, her slurred and muffled reply came a few moments later, Eventually, your taste buds die and then you only have to worry about the sickeningly sweet rotting aroma.\n\nMay I buy you another? The man asked politely.\n\nSure, the woman replied. Turning her head and smiling up at him drunkenly. Its been awhile since I met a she trailed off.\n\nThe man smiled again as he ordered another round for the woman. Whats your story? he asked.\n\nYou dont want to regale me with tales of your latest exploits? Thats how most men start.\n\nNo. I already know all about me. Im much more interested in you.\n\nWhat a refreshing change of pace, the woman replied, sitting back up as Glub added a new bottle to her collection.\n\nI used to be a musician. I toured the circuit, played the parties, and rolled in the money, She explained, But thats all ancient history now, she tipped back her bottle and took another sip.\n\nReally? asked the man. You must have been very talented, he commented in a tone that said he held some doubts.\n\nI still am, she winked. Smiling as she stood shakily, and leaned against the bar for balance. Fancy a tune?\n\nSure, but what ended your career? The man moved to help the woman to the stage, his smile widening, but the woman waved him off. He still followed her closely to the stage, as she told her story, leaning from chair to chair as she made her way across the room."}
{"id": "ce3920f0-09ac-46ef-b1b4-c9554bbd22da-3", "createdAt": "2022-10-06T13:01:39.21", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmbtmzTrTXqZ2WLowVQvjvg7rMbjzTkCqcGMJugeKfJhqf", "txHash": "0x9d56988c5c058fd0dd95c69be2d09fd1cda3a1d7605bae95face2e4d0dba4ae1", "createdAtBlock": 15689225, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 5136, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": null, "name": "Adele Impaler of Runes", "text": "I was working this big party for a client, a Yellow Hat. After the gig, while the band and I were collecting our stuff, he came to pay us out. He had been hitting some potions pretty hard during our set, and wanted more than we agreed on.\n\nSo, the man said, What did he want that was so career ending?\n\nThe woman stopped and turned to him, rolling her eyes in frustration, Me.\nWhat?\n\nHe got handsy. Forcefully so. Almost everyone had left except for a few of his cronies. He immobilized my band with some sort of spell, and tried to force himself on me, she finished a few steps from the stage.\n\nWhat about that song? the man asked, clearly trying to change the subject. She beamed at him, Of course, and turned her back, continuing the last few steps to the stage. Her gait changed as she went, suddenly appearing much more like the striking woman on the poster in front of her, as a new figure wearing a cloak entered the bar and started looking for someone or something.\n\nA moment later, as she was vaulting onto the stage to get her mic stand turned spear, a familiar voice called out a warning, Adele!\n\n@warrior5136 snatched her weapon and spun back around to the rhythm of a table being overturned, and was very disappointed to see the man she had been flirting with. He was featureless now, his skin changed to a glossy orangish red ooze, and a bright orange rune had replaced his handsome face, his left arm had a goblin sword partially protruding from it, and was being pulled away from her by the end of @warrior907s whip. Showing no hesitation, she impaled the assassin constructs rune, and sighed disappointingly as the energy from the rune faded into the skull embedded on her microphone stand turned spear.\n\nIt would be weeks before the prick shut up again."}
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{"id": "59d5d05a-a821-4a79-bda3-df6f567ca521-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-15T23:22:06.203", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmR92GsLVwaCZkA92z9JM7j7k4NpiDbTwcYn1LnBy9saXf", "txHash": "0x17331039fa03a7313be9bbd0ff7d930bd85dfe970ab1b13329841b03646ec4a3", "createdAtBlock": 15756768, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 2017, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Hedge Wizard Rita of the Field", "text": "Rita was one of 12 wizards born into the Runiverse with the power of light imbued in her soul. A prophesied group of wizards who were supposed to save the world. Most folks did not take this very seriously, and as all legends do, it eventually faded into obscurity.\n\nShe had early on in life denied the light, and as most hag witches did, dabbled in blood sacrifice and void magic. She excelled at both, much to the point where she had to remain on the move, as locals would get suspicious quite quickly.\n\nAs her light had been tainted, she would have no control over its magic, but oddly enough, the lack of this seemed to empower her void powers beyond that of an average spell caster. And so, her existence would in essence, nullify the very prophecy that brought her such power, but this would go on unknown for quite some time.\n\nPowerful as she was, she really didnt have much direction in life outside the pursuit of magic. She wandered aimlessly, gathering what knowledge she could, but due to the lack of any real purpose, it was often to no real end.\n\nThis, however, would come to a screeching halt when her journeys brought her to the outskirts of an old world ruin. An entire city lay before her, towering in its majesty. Skyscrapers that extended into the clouds, roads made of smooth stone, and debris everywhere. \n\nThough the plant life had long since taken over the city, Rita had no trouble at all magicking herself a path through the worst of it. The city itself was remnants of the old world, life before the Quantum Shadow."}
{"id": "59d5d05a-a821-4a79-bda3-df6f567ca521-1", "createdAt": "2022-10-15T23:22:06.203", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmR92GsLVwaCZkA92z9JM7j7k4NpiDbTwcYn1LnBy9saXf", "txHash": "0x17331039fa03a7313be9bbd0ff7d930bd85dfe970ab1b13329841b03646ec4a3", "createdAtBlock": 15756768, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 2017, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Hedge Wizard Rita of the Field", "text": "As Rita wandered through the streets, she started to plot, and quickly came to terms with the fact that this would be her new lair! No one had walked these streets in thousands of years, shed be safe from prying eyes forever!\nThough the city sprawled on and on for what seemed like forever, Rita knew exactly where she had to go. The highest point! Old stories always suggested thats where the leaders reigned, so her eyes shot to the skyline.\n\nImmediately she saw a beautiful ivory tower jutting up much higher than the rest of the skyscrapers around it. It was big, but looked to be mostly a symbolic building. When she finally got to the base, there was only a single entrance in. \n\nThe door was huge, made of glass, and led into a small boxy room. There was a panel of buttons to the right side of the door that consisted of a green, red and blue button.\n\nWhile the building itself hadnt seen power in a millenia, Rita was more than capable of summoning a bit of electricity! With a quick flick of the wrist, the entire building lit up, and the room she was in went flying upwards.\n\nThis took Rita by surprise and threw her to the ground, only to have the room stop suddenly. The door swung open with a beep, and the hag was no longer on the ground floor.\n\nShe stood up, dusted herself off and headed into the new room that lay before her. She had been delivered to the center of the room, and the outer wall was but a large, circular window, providing an unobstructed view of damn near the entire city!\n\nThis would make an excellent base of operations for the young witch indeed! She hurriedly scoured the room, looking for remnant tech, and then quickly cast a small summoning spell."}
{"id": "59d5d05a-a821-4a79-bda3-df6f567ca521-2", "createdAt": "2022-10-15T23:22:06.203", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmR92GsLVwaCZkA92z9JM7j7k4NpiDbTwcYn1LnBy9saXf", "txHash": "0x17331039fa03a7313be9bbd0ff7d930bd85dfe970ab1b13329841b03646ec4a3", "createdAtBlock": 15756768, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 2017, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Hedge Wizard Rita of the Field", "text": "With a loud clap, all of her belongings appeared in the room, and within a few minutes, Rita had already arranged the room to her liking. \n\nYes, things would indeed be good for Rita hereor, at least, she thought\n\nSomewhere on the other side of the Runiverse, Battle Mage Malthus of the Capital was using a little bit of his own illegal scrying magic to keep a very close eye on Rita.\n\nShe was of great importance to him, and was one of a thousand hand picked by Malthus to come live with him in his city of greatness.\n\nThe big issue here wasMalthus didnt have a city yet. If he had nowhere to collect these wizards, surely his dream of power would flicker and die. \n\nHowever, Rita stumbling into these old ruins gave him a brilliant idea. With the help of Rita, he would turn this city into his magnum opus, his great legacy!\n\nHe had been waiting for the right moment to approach Rita, and now was the time! He would hurriedly disappear into the night, traveling through darkness to reach the unknown part of the world where Rita had surfaced.\n\nHis approach was direct and candid. He told Rita that he needed her, and that she needed him. And of course, for Rita, the promise of power was all it ever took to get her on your good side. \n\nSo the two would combine forces and revive this ancient city back to its prime, and in doing so, show the world exactly who they were."}
{"id": "1a488cda-2bd9-4d6b-8241-eec7578d0d0f-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-15T23:18:41.436", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmU8ZBdxrhjLuyBCgduv7ofYsajobdqAnk3kZtWE72jsid", "txHash": "0x494735e4f1b004ad01b3b024f712f44e37b5e99c02d7c03762b995f4a80e9e1d", "createdAtBlock": 15756751, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 148, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Void Disciple Aamon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "Ugh, Aamon! Do you ever get anything right? The lady of the house whined, quite dramatically, as Aamon had brought her the wrong drink. She wantedno, needed the crystal mug, not the glass one.\n\nYes milady. His deep voice, short and emotionless, as he bowed quickly and took away the mug which he had tried to hand her just moments before.\n\nAnd though his stoic face showed no signs of emotion, in his head, he was raging up quite the storm. \n\nThis DUCK thinks she can tell me what to do. Ugh I knew taking this job was a mistake. There must be another- Aamons thoughts came to a screeching halt as he almost got bulldozed over by some stranger high-tailing it past him.\n\nHe dusted himself off, and called after the stranger, You cant go back there. No. Stop. Dont. Shrugging, he went back to fixing the drink and complaining in his head.\n\nAs he turned around to join his employer and the stranger who strayed too far, he heard a blood-curdling scream coming from the room. In another instant, the same stranger ran back towards him, this time stopping briefly to shove something into Aamons hands, before sprinting away again.\n\nWhat the hell Aamon wondered outloud, as he realized the thing the stranger had given him was indeed the weapon used to murder the countess just now. \n\nSTOP MURDERER! Moments later, loud words bellowed throughout the hall where Aamon had been collecting his thoughts."}
{"id": "1a488cda-2bd9-4d6b-8241-eec7578d0d0f-1", "createdAt": "2022-10-15T23:18:41.436", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmU8ZBdxrhjLuyBCgduv7ofYsajobdqAnk3kZtWE72jsid", "txHash": "0x494735e4f1b004ad01b3b024f712f44e37b5e99c02d7c03762b995f4a80e9e1d", "createdAtBlock": 15756751, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 148, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Void Disciple Aamon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "Wait, no. This isnt mineI didntshit. Ugh whatever. Aamon dropped the dagger onto the ground, realizing he wasnt going to be able to talk his way out of this. Instead, he would do what he was quite talented at. Disappearing. (Aamon was nothing if not a very talented illusionist and void caster.)\n\nBefore the dagger had finished clattering to the floor below, Aamons quiet magic had done its part, and he was already many miles away, leaving the guards completely baffled (and becoming one of Red Wizard Citys most wanted criminals in the blink of an eye). \n\n\n\n\nWith a loud clap, Aamon appeared, very suddenly, in an empty, poorly lit cave. Ahh, the Cave of Platonic Shadow. Ill definitely be safe here, even if my plans did just get a bit accelerated. He said, musingly, moving about the cave with specific intention.\n\nAamon had set up shop here many years ago, as it was just a stones throw from the Quantum Shadow, the source of his dark and shady magics. It also just happened to be the place he came from, but Aamon never did quite care to go into detail regarding that.\n\nIt wouldnt take Aamon long at all to restore his old lab back to functioning status, though it had been hidden away here for years. It had all been hidden, waiting for the perfect time\n\nA time that wouldnt come thanks to whatever bumbling stranger just offed the countess! He needed her!! Without her, hed never be able to figure out who had sent him that blasted letter.\n\nA letter he received just 6 weeks ago. A letter that would change his entire life, and maybe not for the best."}
{"id": "1a488cda-2bd9-4d6b-8241-eec7578d0d0f-2", "createdAt": "2022-10-15T23:18:41.436", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmU8ZBdxrhjLuyBCgduv7ofYsajobdqAnk3kZtWE72jsid", "txHash": "0x494735e4f1b004ad01b3b024f712f44e37b5e99c02d7c03762b995f4a80e9e1d", "createdAtBlock": 15756751, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 148, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Void Disciple Aamon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "It had been addressed directly to him, even though he had been living in solitude, unknown to anyone, in the Cave of Platonic shadow. His small home had been heavily enchanted to remain hidden, so the fact that this had been seen through suggests the sender to be a being of great power.\n\nThe entire thing had been written in blood, in a language only those from the Quantum Shadow would be able to read. It had been short and to the point, and simply told him he would be given a safe place to practice his void magic, in exchange for living in some city.\n\nThere were some vague instructions on how to find the city, but Aamon had no intent on following these instructions. He only had one goal, and that was to find out who could have possibly known about him.\n\nShortly after receiving the letter, Aamon had become set on discovering the identity of the sender and set to work discovering all he could. \n\nWithin a brief period, he had been able to identify the parchment the note had been written on as a specific type of parchment made of a very particular royal family in the Red Wizard City.\n\nFrom there, it was just a matter of persuasion (and maybe just a tiny illusion) before Aamon found himself head butler of the Countess home.\n\nIn the few weeks he spent on the premises, he learned much about the royal family, but almost none of it led him to his mysterious admirer.\n\nThere was one thingbut what could it mean? One afternoon, just a couple of days before the countess found herself murdered, Aamon had a very strong vision of a hag receiving a letter requesting her presence. \n\nIt recurred numerous times during that one day, and then suddenly stopped, but not before the image burned into his head. The note the unknown hag had received had been written by the same shadowy figure, but had a much different feel than the one he received."}
{"id": "1a488cda-2bd9-4d6b-8241-eec7578d0d0f-3", "createdAt": "2022-10-15T23:18:41.436", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmU8ZBdxrhjLuyBCgduv7ofYsajobdqAnk3kZtWE72jsid", "txHash": "0x494735e4f1b004ad01b3b024f712f44e37b5e99c02d7c03762b995f4a80e9e1d", "createdAtBlock": 15756751, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 148, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Void Disciple Aamon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "Unable to put any rhyme or reason to these visions, Aamon moved on, but figured at this point he had too much to lose by not pursuing whatever angle he could. The trail would grow even colder from here and he was getting desperate.\n\n\n\nWith only this image of a hag wearing a parka, Aamon cursed himself, and disappeared in a poof of smoke, his shadow heading towards to cold northern tundra (home to the penguins and of course, wielders of the frozen tuna).\n\nHis journey would not take long at all, though once he arrived in the cold north he realized he quite underpacked. Nothing magic couldnt take care of, but still, he was not prepared for how cold it would be!\n\nIt only took a bit of asking around the local villages to discover that there was a local hag named Lamia who had taken it upon herself to dole out blessings to any who would approach her. \n\nThe locals were very defensive of their winter witch, so details were hard to get at first, but before long, Aamon caught wind of a small group of pilgrims who were headed her way for their annual blessings. \n\nOnce the pilgrimage arrived in town, he simply worked his magic to blend in, and had them lead him directly to the hag. Curiosity kept him in check, though after the pilgrims had finished with their blessings and dispersed, Aamon hung around the shadows to keep tabs on his new friend.\n\nHe would spend the next two days on the verge of hypothermia, hoping for some kind of clue that this was indeed the hag his visions were of. On the eve of the second night, however, his patience finally paid off.\n\nThe hag stepped outside her hut, flicked her wrist, and the little rat she kept with her lit up and took off. Without a second of hesitation, the hag followed the trail the rat left."}
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{"id": "6e379be2-492b-4f0c-b8aa-02e5bb6c3060-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-15T23:23:30.117", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmYsJbbwxdjE68FnreuD3xzPbfXCiaVHnQEdKb3KrPdX3h", "txHash": "0x7fe780ce4fe7fb7bea70c1f1552b907e00a203c905a6cc8e659b009dd4a59aeb", "createdAtBlock": 15756775, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 4258, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": null, "name": "Ferocina Ravager of the Mountain", "text": "Ferocine was the mightiest fist in all the northern Runiverse (or at least, so shed claim). Her punch could explode a tree (also a claim), stun an ogre (not proven) and open a jar of pickles (this, oddly enough, is something she can actually do).\n\nNow, this wasnt to say Ferocina wasnt a bad ass in her own right! She was incredibly powerful, but she just loved to boast about it to anyone who would listen (and if they didnt listen, shed ramble on anyway).\n\nShe was a bit nomadic, wandering too and fro, mostly just looking to punch things and help people who needed it. She was not very interested in the mercenary lifestyle, so she often found herself doing very mundane tasks to earn a wage.\n\nHer most recent gig was a log splitter for a small town outside the Quantum Shadow, where she also moonlit as a bit of a bodyguard to folks traveling about.\n\nThis was a pretty solid gig, and the town treated her really well. She had given up on wandering around and had really considered settling down here, maybe even progressing the relationship with her girlfriend! \n\nSadly, our hero would be unable to live out these dreams. She would be gone from town one night, escorting a single wizard back to the edge of the Fey, where he would have a modicum of safety.\n\nThis journey would take half a day, so by the time she returned to her village, the entire thing had been razed to the ground. She couldnt believe her eyes.\n\nBefore her, everything she held near and dear to her had instantly vanished, in a painful ending. Something in that moment awoke within Ferocina, and she was suddenly taken over by an angry blood rage."}
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{"id": "ca54f990-9338-4259-ba20-04c9ca766a63-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-15T23:27:42.468", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmX5wjLVEMASMJuo5MbvPJNWwktcE1x4ZwVqSA6BAYui59", "txHash": "0x5518dc16a067a643973e8f00a540d498c9ee36a9cb8ed9a13f8391bcb493372c", "createdAtBlock": 15756796, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 4873, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": null, "name": "Ryland Ruin of the Back Alley", "text": "Long ago, it was prophesied that 12 wizards would be born to the Runiverse, their souls pure light. These Lightborn would band together, and return the Beasts back to their prison, and bring peace to the Runiverse once more.\n\nRyland was most assuredly not one of these lightborn. Not only was he not a wizard, but he was also not very nice.\n\nHe was, however, the last of the descendants of the blood of Hercules, and as such, he was quite strong. Not very smart, but incredibly strong, and very happy to sell his strength to the highest bidder (or in fact, anyone bidding anything at all).\n\nHe recently signed on to a small raiding party led by the wielder of the 24-Karat Crowbar, a bandit leader by the name of Rachel. The artifact imbued her with great power, and she led Ryland and her bandits on many successful raids, often without losing a single raider.\n\nThough Rachel led the band, her orders came down from a shadowy figure. He had never seen the two communicate, but anytime someone brought it up, Rachel killed them. Ryland learned early on not to even concern himself with such things.\n\nHe was quite content literally punching people to death. He punched,and Rachel made sure the rest was taken care of.\n\nAnd though his adventures with the raiding party would take him all over the runiverse, from the big wizard cities to the forgotten ruins of Atlantis, Ryland really didnt change much.\n\nFrom day one, punch punch punch. This little fact made him quite popular among the other raiders, who were known to pay Ryland to punch random things.\n\nOne time, someone dared him to punch a sleeping dragon, not expecting him to do it all. That would be the last time anyone would think he was capable of sarcasm."}
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{"id": "ca54f990-9338-4259-ba20-04c9ca766a63-2", "createdAt": "2022-10-15T23:27:42.468", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmX5wjLVEMASMJuo5MbvPJNWwktcE1x4ZwVqSA6BAYui59", "txHash": "0x5518dc16a067a643973e8f00a540d498c9ee36a9cb8ed9a13f8391bcb493372c", "createdAtBlock": 15756796, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 4873, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": null, "name": "Ryland Ruin of the Back Alley", "text": "Though most of the other raiders had been killed in their sleep, Rachel spared Ryland, for he had kind of grown on her during their raids.\n\nHe would go on to serve as a personal bodyguard to Rachel within the walls of this new city, and would live a happy, but somewhat boring life (until he got the gumption to try and steal the 24-Karat Crowbarbut thats a different tale for a different time!)."}
{"id": "5c64dcfc-eec4-409b-bc52-6ab68457de6e-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-15T23:25:30.842", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 1, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://Qmf2qiULUWPzRLoWxznS1oEgNrLqBSeAfsKmUgDgn2XFQ4", "txHash": "0xfe0fd0a2d24a1eefb51e572b187476b3a5db32fc1bc73a08e2fb238df9e5536b", "createdAtBlock": 15756785, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 3738, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": null, "name": "Rachel Belligerent of the Jungle", "text": "Finally!! After all of this time, Rachel would finally have the prize she sought for so many years.\n\nThe mythical, the legendary, 24-karat crowbar. A solid gold crowbar forged with the heat of the Sacred Flame and a golden lock from the Gate to the 7th realm.\n\nA true treasure fit only for a warrior like Rachel.\n\nShe had spent over 20 years searching the runiverse for this weapon. Ruins, caves, wizards towers, you name it, she raided it.\n\nShe even delved into the actual Quantum Shadow! Though thats a different story for a different time, lets just say she barely survived that adventure.\n\nNow, here it sat, forgotten on the ground, still grasped by its previous owners corpse. Clearly, the crowbar hadnt been strong enough to fend off whatever end the bones on the ground had met, but that didnt seem to bother Rachel one bit.\n\nShe wiped her hands off on her cloak before gingerly picking up the crowbar and admiring it in all of its gilded glory.\n\nAs she lifted the crowbar from its resting place, an intense power surged through her body. She suddenly felt stronger, smarter, quicker! \n\nShe gave the crowbar a few deft swings, and realized that this had been the moment she was made for. This was her gold-plated destiny! She just had to make it back through all that nonsense first.\n\n\n\nSee, Rachel didnt just find the crowbar hanging out in a pawn shop. No, this sucker was buried deep in the caves of Honor Mountain. She had spent hours spelunking, following ancient maps and suggestions from the locals."}
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{"id": "1f87b586-e317-4b53-94d6-6f0e217bbfbb-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-16T01:33:17.834", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmViNtHWJ6cAweeZPRotjkt7HZ2RhJYQPtcK4cf8CHHvvo", "txHash": "0x0d8fb5ce0320849e970fc52ec03176d755f2fd51ca3cbe2d56831866ecffbe4a", "createdAtBlock": 15757420, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 7813, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Hedge Wizard Solomon of the Quantum Downs", "text": "# Hedge Wizard Solomon of the Quantum Downs\n\n## Preface\n\n---\n\nWhen you flip a coin, as you watch it tumble through the air, you may think its fate, perhaps some uneven weight that determines which side lands face up. But in truth its Hedge Wizard Solomon. \n\nThe Hedge Wizard, invisible, appears whenever an element of chance is involved. \nWhen dice are thrown, or a card is flipped over, its Hedge Wizard Solomons hand that controls the result. Whenever a gambler prays to the dealer or calls for a certain color to prevail, its Solomon theyre talking to. And with no prejudice, nor interest in the result, Solomon flips the cards, almost bored. \n\nIt isnt easy to be alongside every degenerate at once. \nSolomons long, white beard hides countless stories of people on the ropes. Those stuck at the fork between their vanishing dreams and harsh reality, hoping someone can save them without knowing that someone is Solomon.\n\n---\n\nIt isnt obvious if Solomons power was learned or ascribed at birth. \nSome believe Solomon is thousands of years old, but others know the truth.\nSolomon was a scholar, interested in studying magic of all sorts. \n\nHe studied for several decades, into his old age, never taking a wife, never wanting children. It was deep in his studies that Solomon found a way to sidestep into the other plane, getting incredibly lucky with his choice of texts. It wasnt until Solomon discovered he had no way back, cursed now with some permanent other-ness, that he learned his new place in eternity. \n\n\n\n> Sufficiently practiced arcane magic is indecipherable from the cosmos. \n> *- Proverb from ancient storyteller*\n\n---"}
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{"id": "c9856e30-4a74-4a43-abcc-32ad18ae6d95-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-16T19:31:14.261", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmUFq5VgKCDfeVB3EMXPFCrTabz5u9JvLBnFP5bKTpGbZj", "txHash": "0xc65ce073e4a93a7d8aef71d4966af7954e385d70c00056a3e689c7115ae52b0c", "createdAtBlock": 15762778, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6867, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmNSLAeDX346AjSCVUrbD1YCBYRJz4hH3RLUVbAmx67VNz", "name": "Charmer Beyna of the Veil", "text": "# New Lore Entry \n\n_Delete below sample to write your own_\n\nbeyna is sleepless at night. He went for a walk in the forest with his owl. He was seen feeding on unicorn blood with a witch.\n\nHere is some **bold** text \nHere is some *italic* text\n\n> Here is quoted text \n> *beyna is sleepless at night. He went for a walk in the forest with his owl. He was seen feeding on unicorn blood with a witch.*\n\n## Example of a medium heading\n### Example of a smaller heading\n\n# Images\nYou can add images via links, OR, upload from your computer using the toolbar.\n\n### Image uploads\n\nUse the toolbar image icon to upload an image to IPFS. Once uploaded (to IPFS) they also appear as a link, like so:\n\n\n\n### External Image Links\n\nTo add image (or anything else) as a link, you can do it via the toolbar link icon, or just write the syntax below like so:\n\n\n\n### Embedded videos\n\nOh yeah, if you just put in a YouTube link (no special syntax) on its own then it shows it embedded, see below:\n\nhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=30b7_S0paCQ\n\n# Getting new lines right\n\nNew lines can be a bit funny.... there are two options:\n\n**First**\n\nPress enter twice. I am typing here, and now pressing enter twice after three dotrs...\n\nand now I am here (but you did get double spacing)\n\n**Second**\n\nType two spaces *before* pressing enter. Here come two spaces after the three dots followed by enter... \nand now I am here\n\n# Tagging other characters\n\nYou can tag other wizards, souls etc in any normal text (so not a heading or a link). Here are some examples:"}
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{"id": "76bd5428-a71a-4620-8733-71c93003498a-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-07T13:07:15.209", "backgroundColor": "#3647b7", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmbgEJFDogSYtzLbPXMEPdNVeR1DEFS1Yj8gr8oune7Miy", "txHash": "0x78877e1242c3cd23b8f02082f19979e276e30538676d4b3fabcc760e13fb0f0f", "createdAtBlock": 15696417, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 1042, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmZ2B79DnRsHT5HGMheEeU1MZG8r8Epyq6yD9eRz5cooqp", "name": "Athina Sword of Light", "text": "Athina woke with a start, as the clashing sounds from outside her room had grown increasingly loud. It took her a moment to gather her wits, and by the time she shook the sleep from her eyes, she realized things might be a bit more precarious than she first thought.\n\nShe quietly moved about her room, gathering what she'd need to make a quick getaway. Being a princess, her room really didn't have much of anything that would be of use, but she was clever enough.\n\nAs she was stuffing this and that into her small pouch, the thick oak door came flying off the hinges, much to Athina's surprise! Standing on the other end was a small band of heavily armed Goblins, who took no time to pour into the room, and capture the princess.\n\nThey quickly tied her up and bonked her over the head with one of their maces, causing her to collapse and lose consciousness. The last thing she saw was the big club coming down then...nothing.\n\n\n\nHours later, the young princess awoke, head throbbing. She had been untied and tossed into the dungeon of her own castle! The audacity!! Though Athina wasn't one much to wallow in despair, she had to admit this was the biggest pickle she'd been in...well ever.\n\nThe cell was small, smaller than most, and had no window to the outside. Just 4 walls of stone, and a trapdoor far above her head. \n\n\"What the heck!!\" Athina yelled, her voice echoing in the small chamber, leaving her even more frustrated than before.\n\nThere wasn't enough room to really pace, and the walls were too far from each other to shimmy up. There really was no way of getting out of this hole!\n\nAfter a few minutes of complete and utter silence, a kind, soft voice filled Athina's mind."}
{"id": "76bd5428-a71a-4620-8733-71c93003498a-1", "createdAt": "2022-10-07T13:07:15.209", "backgroundColor": "#3647b7", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmbgEJFDogSYtzLbPXMEPdNVeR1DEFS1Yj8gr8oune7Miy", "txHash": "0x78877e1242c3cd23b8f02082f19979e276e30538676d4b3fabcc760e13fb0f0f", "createdAtBlock": 15696417, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 1042, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmZ2B79DnRsHT5HGMheEeU1MZG8r8Epyq6yD9eRz5cooqp", "name": "Athina Sword of Light", "text": "\"You must get out.\" The voice said, light and whispery. Athina herself was a bit psychic thanks to her royal blood, and wasn't so much startled by the voice in her head as she was by the likeness of the voice to her mother, who had passed some time ago.\n\n\"Moth...Mother?? Is that you?!\" Tears began to well up, as the princess' emotions finally started to pour out.\n\n\"You must get out, Athina.\" The voice repeated, this time more sternly.\n\n\"But how?!?! Mom!! I don't know, I'm no wizard!! How the hell am I supposed to get out of here?!\" Athina sobbed, as she spun around, looking for the source of the voice, but only saw stone walls. \"I don't understand, please...please help me...\" She managed to squeak out before the sobs fully took over.\n\nShe had never felt so confused, so trapped, so lost...and who was speaking to her? Could it really be her mother, saving her from the afterlife? It was just too much for her to handle, and she broke down in sobs, curled up on the floor.\n\nJust as she began to feel there was no hope, a dazzling white light erupted from her, bathing the entire cell.\n\n\"It is time, my sweet...\" The voice faded as the light intensified. And as quickly as it started, it ended, with a quiet little poof. The cell where Athina had just been was now empty and quiet.\n\nHowever, somewhere just outside the castle walls, things weren't as calm. In a sudden, and very loud *crack* Athina appeared a few feet in the air, outside the castle walls. Right above her mother's grave."}
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{"id": "b5236bd5-c771-470a-a683-63c2b5fa2647-0", "createdAt": "2022-07-15T10:34:24.532", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 1, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmUdkQKtzysARHj2kpjr59ZfSqd387wChhfLtbQq9xvbQr", "txHash": "0xf1e35a12d4d0363a8f6c23454ca1de389551739627b86bbeb38646bb11cd92e9", "createdAtBlock": 14942117, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": true, "tokenId": 2038, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Alchemist Hongo ", "text": "## **Hongo has always been alone.**\n\n\nWhen he was born, he was immediately isolated. Even doctors were afraid to come into contact with his poisonous skin. He was exiled to live in The Thorn, left to be raised by the other poisonous fungus. He tirelessly studied alchemy from a young age, fascinated by lead and its toxic qualities. His familiar, Bernard, is a poisonous toad."}
{"id": "275e0613-6c0d-4199-8893-6a7e38724142-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-07T21:01:04.489", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://Qme2gb5xP9izqmCXKyoKfkQvCVz1Hq6hMuKtaTUP8YPgJR", "txHash": "0x81e1e234044bd5d9340d13c3fe71e338df8ca2b844836808268c5694dd8bdd98", "createdAtBlock": 15698754, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 48, "slug": "beastspawn", "firstImage": null, "text": "# A Bastard Finds a Family\n\nThe lone bugbear wandered through those strange woods of The Fey for what felt like weeks. Wounds infected, delirious from fever, he tripped and stumbled over roots and rocks until he fell for what he thought would be the last time. The edges of his vision began to fade and darkness took him...\n\nSuddenly he awoke with a gasp in a grove of perfectly manicured apple trees. A pale man in green loomed over him, and stared at him until he felt crushed beneath the weight of the man's gaze.\n\n*\"Do you speak the common tongue, bugbear?\"*\n\n\"Small amounts.\"\n\n*\"Do you have a name?\"*\n\n\"I had not yet earned a name. We only earn our names and standing within the tribe after our first successful... What is this place?\"\n\n*\"This place is my home. It's no small task that you ended up here, in the liminal space between here and there. It doesn't reveal itself to those looking for it.\"*\n\n\"I was not looking for it\"\n\n*\"Yet you found it anyway. That means you needed it, and what I have to share.\"*\n\n@wizard4789 offered the bugbear an apple, unlike anything he had ever seen. It smelled like honey.\n\n*\"Please eat. I tended to your wounds, but these apples I grow have restorative properties. You should feel like yourself after eating one. I can escort you to the edge of the wood once you have recovered.\"*\n\nThe apple was impossibly juicy, and with each bite he felt more like himself, perhaps even better than he knew he could feel.\n\n\"My tribe is gone, and I have no family to speak of. I have nowhere to go.\"\n\n*\"Can you fight?\"*"}
{"id": "14c5d11d-2a46-4b80-8afc-74748dbf55ef-0", "createdAt": "2022-07-15T09:53:19.235", "backgroundColor": "#b16969", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmP8JpRfw1iSpqsb1TvwXAs19NzpVkww1oRNHEG8aP8Uct", "txHash": "0xd68c999e222387787866db479e142256d0920c12af8a000b3d92b3b9d0bf4f20", "createdAtBlock": 14930130, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 2038, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Alchemist Hongo ", "text": "# Alchemist Hongo\n\n_Neither plant nor animal, mushrooms have confounded humans since ancient times. Now, theyre a reminder of our tenuous place in an uncertain world._\n\nTo the ancient Egyptians, mushrooms were totems of immortality, reserved for the plates of pharaohs and their kin; to the Indigenous Mazatecs of southern Mexico, they are holy children, speaking through the mystics who eat them. \n\nAs emissaries from the underworld and creatures of the in-between, even ordinary, nonhallucinogenic mushrooms defy the binaries we often use to organize the universe. They are unclassifiable as plants, despite their historic inclusion in the study of botany. Nor are they animals, although the fungi and animal kingdoms share a common ancestor dating back somewhere between 650 million and 1.5 billion years.\n\nThere is something uncanny, too, about the speed with which they appear. In the wild, mushrooms emerge practically overnight, en masse, a sudden army out of nothing. Such innocents they seem, so close to the ground, fit to shelter only ants and fairies. But they are neither tiny nor powerless.\n\nHow potent a metaphor for today, as the chasm between have and have-not widens, to see this army of the ignored and the disdained, massing underfoot. The American writer Sylvia Plath turned the supposed meekness of these nonbinary beings into an insidious strength in her 1959 poem Mushrooms, channeling the voice of the Nudgers and shovers/In spite of ourselves:\n\n_Bland-mannered, asking_\n\n_Little or nothing._\n\n_So many of us!_\n\n_So many of us!_"}
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{"id": "a6802b36-d6b2-46ea-9376-76669066c1a7-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-09T14:57:17.045", "backgroundColor": "#0f3b13", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmbaVBjDTVfwJk8fcMatikH8RyDTaMvLBT9jk4Md5cLZK6", "txHash": "0xa4893ec9f64f53f84df9875668d1bb38304ebbbb215a574e4653e900c891902e", "createdAtBlock": 15711276, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 12134, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmPLph8LbVbFBjr4JHxsbJcDh3tdeMC4xipjQUiWinyBsQ", "name": "Chiaki Cleaver of the Forest", "text": "There would be resolve in Chiaki's soul, not after her sister, Suzume, disappeared. Chiaki would go on to spend the entirety of her life in search for the one person who truly made her feel at peace.\n\nThe worst part? She was linked to her sister, as they were biological twins. And she knew without a shadow of a doubt, Suzume was out there somewhere, alive...without her.\n\nThis very turn of events, however, was seemingly the very thing Chiaki needed to focus her strength and willpower. As she trained, fought and searched for her missing sister, there was nothing too small for her not to learn.\n\nMartial arts, sword play, fisticuffs, you name, Chiaki learned it. Thought it didn't hurt that she had the blood of the Oni coursing through her veins. Though she was unaware of this connection, it was quite crucial to the strength and dexterity in which she employed so effectively.\n\nIt would also go on to imbue her attacks with a powerful blood magic, allowing her to absorb the life of others and extending her own life artificially. \n\nIt was only a matter of years before Chiaki became a legendary terror, slaughtering all who dare stand in her way. She would find her sister, at all costs.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n(This story is dedicated to my wife, who lost her seed phrase, abandoning Suzume to the wild Ether. RIP @warrior11399. You will be missed, and prolly forgotten)"}
{"id": "0589091d-f7f4-450d-9a75-1a6754b4fd51-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-17T12:47:41.555", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 2, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQQbZmdREamJx345zoCHewzLGvSgKcNyEGY3z7p1S2EQv", "txHash": "0xf3eb9162c8bcacbc67493850775c19566466a28aa07e46a294e670f2b6fe0586", "createdAtBlock": 15767920, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 7243, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": null, "name": "Krafili Slayer of Bandits", "text": "PART 3\n\nAs Krafili is showing the kids how to properly parry a strike his trusted beetle Iris flies from her spot on the fireplace onto his shoulder. \n\n\"Grandpa, where did you get that gross bug?\" One of the kids asked. \n\n\"Well she actually saved my life quite a bit.\" He replied. \n\nA puzzled look washes over the children's faces and he begins to chuckle and walks to his chair. \n\n\"So anyone curious about my girl iris here?\" \n\nAs he grabs her off his shoulder and places her in his beard.\n\n \"Of course!\" Exclaimed the children\n\nThe children gather around the chair again. \n\n\"I think it was more coincidence than anything but she does seem to be good luck\" says his wife to the kids. \n\n\"So the first time I met her I was on my way to white wizard tower\" He begins. \n\n\"There are alot of bandits on the road and I was lost so I wasn't paying much attention. When out of nowhere a beetle smacks me in the face\" \n\n*SMACK* iris flies out of his beard and flies into his head. The children and his wife begin to laugh. \n\n\"Yea.. just like that\" he says while rubbing the side of his head and trying to swat her away. \n\n\"Anyway, this bug starts to fly around me and I try to swat it away then all of a sudden there's an arrow in my shield!\" \n\nKrafili grabs his shield next to his chair and shows the kids where there's a hole that was patched. \n\n\"If that arrow would have hit me I'd be done for. But for some reason I just happened to swipe at that bug at the perfect moment. I was confused so I pulled out my sword and began to look around, but this dang bug would not stop flying around so I take a swipe at it\""}
{"id": "0589091d-f7f4-450d-9a75-1a6754b4fd51-1", "createdAt": "2022-10-17T12:47:41.555", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 2, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQQbZmdREamJx345zoCHewzLGvSgKcNyEGY3z7p1S2EQv", "txHash": "0xf3eb9162c8bcacbc67493850775c19566466a28aa07e46a294e670f2b6fe0586", "createdAtBlock": 15767920, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 7243, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": null, "name": "Krafili Slayer of Bandits", "text": "He throws his arm back like he was slapping a bug off his back. \n\n\"And lo and behold I hit a bandit that was trying to sneak up on me, I didn't even have time to check what I hit before this dang bug hit me again! I pull up my shield to swat it again and I'm met with a sword bouncing off my shield.\"\n\n\"Is this real grandma?\" On of the little ones asked Krafilis wife \n\n\"I didn't belive it at first but I saw her help him with my own eyes when we first met, she actually helped him stop the tavern we had our first date at from burning down.\" She says.\n\nKrafili sits up \"Ah, yes I remember that day, I was drinking an ale and the damn\" \n\n\"LANGUAGE\" His wife interrupts\n\n\"Sorry\" Krafili says sheepishly \n\n\"Oooohhhh grandpa got in trouble\" the children mock\n\n\"That darn beetle kept flying around my hand while I was drinking. Well turns out the fella next to us got into it with a fire mage and didn't realize his cloak was still smoldering. Next thing you know I'm throwing my drink at his cloak trying to get Iris to leave us alone.\" Says Krafili.\n\n\"You should have seen the look on his face before he realized his cloak was ablaze. I thought your grandpa was going to have to beat him up\" says his wife \n\n\"Yea the fella ended up paying for our drinks for the night and boy what a night it was huh dear\" Krafili raises his eyebrows to his wife.\n\n\"Not in front of the children\" she slaps his arm and shakes her head. \"Don't you have a story to finish\""}
{"id": "0589091d-f7f4-450d-9a75-1a6754b4fd51-2", "createdAt": "2022-10-17T12:47:41.555", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 2, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQQbZmdREamJx345zoCHewzLGvSgKcNyEGY3z7p1S2EQv", "txHash": "0xf3eb9162c8bcacbc67493850775c19566466a28aa07e46a294e670f2b6fe0586", "createdAtBlock": 15767920, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 7243, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": null, "name": "Krafili Slayer of Bandits", "text": "\"Ah yes of course, where was I, oh yeah the bandit attacked. So there I was one bandit taken out and another had just swing his sword at me. I blocked the strike and then before he could swing again Iris had flown into his face and caused him to miss his next swing which allowed me to take him out next. He makes a stabbing motion in the air with his arm.\n\n\"Next thing you know I am getting shot at again by an arrow but by this time the beetle had flown in the direction of the archer so he was pretty easy to spot. He was pretty easy work also. So you see she has been like a good luck charm ever since and hasn't left my side!\" He gives the beetle a little pat on the back.\n\n\"Why did you name her Iris?\" Asked the children\n\n\"Well when I looked around after the battle I noticed we were in an iris field and I felt it was appropriate.\" Krafil tells them\n\n\"So did you name mommy after a bug?\" The kids begins to laugh \n\n\"No, I named your mother that because both her and this little bug saved my life. One helped he in battle and the other helped me retire from adventuring\" Krafil says\n\n\"Haha moms named after a bug!\" The children begin to chant.\n\n\"I think you better watch yourself, your mom is quite proud of her name and she will not take too kindly to you making fun of her\" Krafili warns.\n\n\"Anyways do y'all want to see what kind of tricks she can do?\" Krafili asks the kids eagerly.\n\n\"Yes!\" The kids say excitedly \n\n\"Alright come outside and I'll show you\" Krafili says as he leads them outside."}
{"id": "2b10893e-092f-4811-9861-d11a6e9ae856-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-09T16:31:16.025", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://Qmaq8BLCb8PXfQj6oBCqihvQdw2jNpCRTRzPTw5YZCkdAp", "txHash": "0xd20f1b1a7a716464c3b47ac5c5aa684a08feb18073f63867065629041b840a04", "createdAtBlock": 15711744, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 1204, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmZrcPknvCdkGAZsDHbCEdcsDFEV6jYqBzKv6PQaNdeUNs", "name": "Murphy of Goblins", "text": "# Lore for Murphy of Goblins \n\nLetter to be sent by CROW. \n\nMurphy of Goblins\n\nFrom:\n\n@wizard7238\n1 Cabin By The Lake \n\nDream Master Lake SE, Dreamy State\nRuniverse, WEB3- Metaverse \n\n\nTo: \nLore Masters Artis, @wizard76, Magus Wazir, and Deltamouse\n\n420 Sacred Tower Way, Wizard Central \nRuniverse, WEB3- Metaverse\n\nRE: @warrior1204 \n\nDear Faithful Lore Masters - \n\nThis wizard thanks you for all you do and I dream and meditate for you. This wizard thanks you for your faithful work, your loving deeds, and the enduring hope you have because the compassion for those who are lost. Thank you for the information on the whereabouts of Murphy of Gobins. I report to you what I have found to be the truth and fact from what I have learned and observed. \n\nMurphy (Murph) was abandoned at a young age by his warrior parents near Gobville, the cave goblin capital. Murphy was raised by these cave goblins which is quite unprecedented, never have I ever heard or read about goblin to warrior caretaking! Fascinating! Thank goodness they were cave goblin variety, the most docile kind. If he was found by any other type of goblin (There are so many types you know; underground goblins, mountain goblins, goblins that live under the bridge, snow goblins, null goblins, and even quantum goblins) he would have probably been put on a spike or snacked upon."}
{"id": "2b10893e-092f-4811-9861-d11a6e9ae856-1", "createdAt": "2022-10-09T16:31:16.025", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://Qmaq8BLCb8PXfQj6oBCqihvQdw2jNpCRTRzPTw5YZCkdAp", "txHash": "0xd20f1b1a7a716464c3b47ac5c5aa684a08feb18073f63867065629041b840a04", "createdAtBlock": 15711744, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 1204, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmZrcPknvCdkGAZsDHbCEdcsDFEV6jYqBzKv6PQaNdeUNs", "name": "Murphy of Goblins", "text": "Murph was the subject of much torment by the local warrior and kobald towns people, no wonder he has set upon his journey to find more meaning to his life and the key to his past. I will elaborate on what I have learned so far of Murph and hope that the wizard that follows me will be able to record and observe his journey. I picked up much information up in local taverns and halls, as well as direct observation. \n\nMurph is Cursed, Forget Murph!, Goblin Lover!, Not Blessed!; Murph has heard it all from the wizards and warriors that live near the cave goblin lands. He has been ridiculed for his clothes, for his taste in food, for his mannerisms. Murph appeared to know that he was different in every aspect of his life from the other ducks but keeping the horde mentality, Murph never once tried to break rank and leave Gobville. \n\nI have observed behavior indicating that this young warrior is seeking answers to difficult questions of his origin and family and is contemplating breaking the horde oath and making his way to other lands. Heated arguments with some of the goblin elders have been taking place. My goblin tongue is limited, but captions of their arguments lead me to believe that the goblins are withholding information that Murph wants!"}
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{"id": "b71706fb-28f0-47bf-ad5e-006d2d2f431d-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-17T23:41:27.942", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmVPhDGkwk8PmGyZUYkivTuRQiwH2BfGFx5bE69YPdQ9CB", "txHash": "0x09603ef5849d25b7d2cc6558cb5cbaaad9b8f7ae62c0fd8560379aea863f8405", "createdAtBlock": 15771174, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 5340, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmUEJGa44yD9qAr28nTfn9m1CGYQUtnPYAi8mBkkexeiv9", "name": "Soran Champion of Imps", "text": "# A Champion is Born\n\nSoran had heard the tales of secrets and treasures hidden within the Cinnabar Hills. The stories always cautioned against pursuing them, but Soran wasn't worried about that. He journeyed to the Hills alone, only accompanied by his spiked helm and trusty gladius sword.\n\nOn reaching the Cinnabar Hills, he was surprised to find they weren't as barren as he'd been led to believe. In fact, there were ruins here and there, and strange markings on the walls that looked like writing.\n\n\"What a strange symbol,\" he muttered as he ran his fingers over the circle and cross shapes that were etched beside an ancient stone arch, which opened into a passage leading down into one of the hills. The soil here was a deep amber color. A thick red mist drifted up from it. It smelled faintly of sulfur. \"Is this what I seek?\" As he walked further along the path, Soran noticed the ground was soft beneath him now, and he sank quickly with each step, puffs of ochre dust rising behind him.\n\nHe walked by a few side passages. From one, he thought he heard a faint giggling sound. The laughter had a sinister tinge to it. \"Is anyone there?\" he said loudly. The tittering faded away, until Soran wasn't sure if he had imagined it. He proceeded down the central passage.\n\nThe passage was long, and at its end, the tunnel opened out onto a large, cavernous room. There were pedestals scattered around the chamber. Most were empty, but some had statues of imps and animals on them. To Soran, it looked as if their eyes glowed dimly with some inner fire."}
{"id": "b71706fb-28f0-47bf-ad5e-006d2d2f431d-1", "createdAt": "2022-10-17T23:41:27.942", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmVPhDGkwk8PmGyZUYkivTuRQiwH2BfGFx5bE69YPdQ9CB", "txHash": "0x09603ef5849d25b7d2cc6558cb5cbaaad9b8f7ae62c0fd8560379aea863f8405", "createdAtBlock": 15771174, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 5340, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmUEJGa44yD9qAr28nTfn9m1CGYQUtnPYAi8mBkkexeiv9", "name": "Soran Champion of Imps", "text": "Suddenly, one of the statues started to move! Or perhaps, it hadn't been a statue in the first place - Soran wasn't sure. Facing him was what appeared to be a common black cat. But then, the cat started to speak.\n\n\"You have come.\" The cat spoke clearly and distinctly. Soran was stunned. How could a simple animal have spoken?\n\nThe cat continued, \"I am the Oracle of Cinnabar, and you are not welcome here.\" Suddenly, two of the other statues, these of small imp-like creatures, began moving as well! They were the same reddish color as the dust of this place, and they leered at Soran, laughing malevolently.\n\n\"Leave now or face the consequences!\" the cat demanded.\n\n\"Who are you?\" Soran asked.\n\n\"My name is Cinder,\" the cat replied. Its voice sounded cool and refined, like an aristocrat.\n\n\"Cinder,\" Soran said, \"I came here, where others dared not tread, in search of wealth and power. I ask a boon of you, Oracle.\"\n\n\"And what would that be?\" the cat questioned. \"If you refuse my offer, your fate is sealed.\"\n\n\"I want a wish granted,\" Soran answered, \"a single thing that I can do anything with. Give me the authority to command others, so I may assemble an unstoppable force.\"\n\n\"It shall be done,\" the cat responded, \"but beware: it will cost you dearly.\"\n\n\"How much does it cost?\" Soran asked."}
{"id": "b71706fb-28f0-47bf-ad5e-006d2d2f431d-2", "createdAt": "2022-10-17T23:41:27.942", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmVPhDGkwk8PmGyZUYkivTuRQiwH2BfGFx5bE69YPdQ9CB", "txHash": "0x09603ef5849d25b7d2cc6558cb5cbaaad9b8f7ae62c0fd8560379aea863f8405", "createdAtBlock": 15771174, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 5340, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmUEJGa44yD9qAr28nTfn9m1CGYQUtnPYAi8mBkkexeiv9", "name": "Soran Champion of Imps", "text": "\"How much does it cost?\" Soran asked.\n\n\"Your soul.\" Cinder told him. The dust in the cavern began to stir from unseen winds. \"I will grant what you seek, human. You will become a Champion of Imps, and all of the denizens of Cinnabar will follow your commands. But,\" Cinnabar added with a feline grin, \"you in turn will follow MY commands, for I cannot let one who has entered this place to leave freely!\"\n\nThe cat's fur suddenly became emblazoned with blindingly bright red stripes. At the same time, the stirring dust swirled and consolidated into a tiny tornado. Soran instinctively tried to back away, but the winds held him. Soran shouted in terror as the cinnabar dust infiltrated his body through every available orifice. His body spasmed, then lay still on the ground as the winds died down.\n\n\"Arise, Champion,\" Cinder said. Soran silently got back to his feet. \"For you are not only a Champion of Imps,\" the cat said with a toothy grin as his fur faded back to black, \"but a Champion of Cinnabar as well.\"\n\n\n\nSoran's eyes, which had been burning red under his spiked helmet moments before, also faded to a dully glowing purple hue. He was ready for further orders."}
{"id": "ae4de917-052b-4376-be7a-24f008372daa-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-12T05:04:54.408", "backgroundColor": "#020611", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmQ6SDSuDJa6eEwWTZcjtrJR8CjtMUfTNeXXwpgPP8nUSJ", "txHash": "0x2a70e45a8780409e342524d1253396c69c3bcdc9ad45fb8af49ec56903dd43ac", "createdAtBlock": 15729824, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 14733, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmUnWuRnJjxyepNxUPqwDffnVd8WfptWSKMRRhnWXnePm5", "name": "Buster Crasher of the Jungle", "text": "# Buster Crasher of the Jungle\n\n\n\n## Buster's Beginnings \n\n---\n\n### Every village sent a fighter.\n\nThe people in the cities didnt participate, but they watched the Tournament nonetheless. \nThey booed, they cheered, they all had their favorites. \n\nThe Tournament had existed for some time, early as an ancient tradition to the Gods and then eventually as a modern festival, and a way for several merchants to profit. Dozens of fighters from every part of the continent with a purse of several hundred gold to the winner. Enough to buy a new life for anyone.\n\nSome villages had families who ruled with dynastic might over years of success in the Tournament. For the rest, daily survival was difficult enough.\n\n---\n\nBuster was born in the jungle. \nHis existence started when he was found on the side of a trail. \nSome want for specifics, but there arent any.\nNo one knows if his parents left him abandoned him there for want of a gracious stranger or were merely jungle nomads themselves and knew the fate of their offspring. \n\nInstead, Buster was found by an old Blacksmith making deliveries between towns. \nThe Blacksmith swore at himself, discovering the child at the base of a tree, knowing he had a cold heart but not quite cold enough to leave a child on the road.\n\nThe Blacksmith took Baby Buster and continued home, uncertain if it was best for either of them.\n\n---\n\nBuster grew up as a child without a childhood. \nIt didnt help that he had bright, red hair. \n\nSurrounded by large pieces of sharp metal, Buster never learned caution around a bladed edge. He mostly played on his own, making bizarre weapons out of throwaway scraps."}
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{"id": "df0bb84b-6596-47b8-a484-5a44e5dd8107-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-12T21:35:30.358", "backgroundColor": "#ffffff", "index": 2, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmNsA7QfsazzS6NCeMn5bdL37hXoFCkRFAR7uxc2D1A5zb", "txHash": "0x2392ab545f706b31ad420f03674097a9b711d00dda520f69ba93cfcae772f3c6", "createdAtBlock": 15734749, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6372, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmZngrG8V8yGzhFxVmiwhCR9u5kUEceNpWEiHgidhyFWwS", "name": "Illusionist David of the Veil", "text": "# Chapter 3: Theres a bugbear in my bonnet\n\n\nWhoaaaa Smithers! Steady girl. \n\nI tug on the reins and Smithers stops abruptly, almost launching me from the saddle. She whinnies her amusement.\n\nCheeky scamp, I mutter. Now be quiet do you smell something?\n\nSmithers shakes her head. \n\nLeroy croaks.\n\nThere is a scent in the air, friends. An animalistic musk most foul!\n\nI pride myself on having highly advanced olfactory receptors but at times it can be a curse. \n\nMost foul indeed\n\nCase in point.\n\nLeroy, remember the dreaded Dung Cave of the Flatulent Manticore? I whisper. Im getting a similar whiff. Look alive old chap.\n\nThe Runiverse is home to all manner of beasts and unfortunately theyre not all as gentle as Smithers here. Indeed, a portion of them will have your head for breakfast with barely a warning. \n\nI squint and peer at the surrounding shrubbery. All is still save for a pair of fluttering butterfly seeking the sweet nectar of the forest. But wait! Theres a flash of movement and I see a hairy brown blur barreling through the foliage.\n\nAaaaaargh! I let out a very heroic cry to warn Leroy and Smithers of the approaching beast but its too late. The hairy monstrosity knocks me off my feet and I land solidly on my rump.\n\n\n\nWithout missing a beat the beast leaps onto my chest knocking the wind from my pipes. I feel its warm breath on my eyes which are now very heroically tightly shut.\n\nFarewell Leroy old chap!! Its been a pleasure. I brace for the end.\n\nNNEIEEEEGGGHHHHH. THUD."}
{"id": "df0bb84b-6596-47b8-a484-5a44e5dd8107-1", "createdAt": "2022-10-12T21:35:30.358", "backgroundColor": "#ffffff", "index": 2, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmNsA7QfsazzS6NCeMn5bdL37hXoFCkRFAR7uxc2D1A5zb", "txHash": "0x2392ab545f706b31ad420f03674097a9b711d00dda520f69ba93cfcae772f3c6", "createdAtBlock": 15734749, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 6372, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmZngrG8V8yGzhFxVmiwhCR9u5kUEceNpWEiHgidhyFWwS", "name": "Illusionist David of the Veil", "text": "NNEIEEEEGGGHHHHH. THUD.\n\nThe weight is no longer on my chest and I pop an eye open. Smithers is standing next to me stamping her hoof on the ground. Leroy is perched atop Smithers head. He croaks.\n\nI look across the clearing. The brown furry beast is lurching onto its hindquarters and growling in my general direction.\n\nTo my surprise the creature is only waist height. Indeed it would appear I have been assaulted by some form of miniature monstrosity. \n\nHa! Its a wee bastard! I cry in relief.\n\nThe little beastlet howls and stamps its tiny padded feet. \n\nMy thats quite a temper. I laugh again shaking my head.\n\nThis really sets the little bugger off into a full blown tantrum. Its mewling howl rises into a shriek. \n\nThere is a much deeper reply from the nearby woods.\n\nThe smile on my face melts instantly and the little bastard seems to smirk.\n\nI spin around to see a hulking brute burst through the branches with a bowel twisting roar. \n\nBollocks. Its a bugbear!\n\nThe little bastard howls and scampers across to its dad, looking back at me and poking out its tongue once safely behind papas leg.\n\nPapa I presume.\n\n\nThe enormous beast bares a row of chainsaw-like teeth and growls. Saliva slopping onto its bone necklace.\n\nI know it looks like I was picking on your little one here but I assure you I am a renowned lover of animals. See? I gesture toward Smithers and Leroy who are now edging slowly away from me and the situation.\n\nThe bubear chieftain licks its cracked lips and pats its ample belly."}
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{"id": "162ed6f9-39e3-499c-952e-3d5d930fdc2b-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-19T04:23:06.477", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://Qmdc4H4ZQudTvyx5cmPTMcDAvq9fR2bK2H3ntfJBJmyxgy", "txHash": "0x58b385abdd36a4bbe667b12c71e62e56bcca4ae17c37269c92414fa47d302191", "createdAtBlock": 15779740, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 5061, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmNSLAeDX346AjSCVUrbD1YCBYRJz4hH3RLUVbAmx67VNz", "name": "Caylon Eidolon of the Hall", "text": "# New Lore Entry \n\n_Delete below sample to write your own_\n\nThis where you can write your lore.... we use markdown to store it on chain.... You can see how it will appear/render in the preview panel.\n\nHere is some **bold** text \nHere is some *italic* text\n\n> Here is quoted text \n> *by a lore writer*\n\n## Example of a medium heading\n### Example of a smaller heading\n\n# Images\nYou can add images via links, OR, upload from your computer using the toolbar.\n\n### Image uploads\n\nUse the toolbar image icon to upload an image to IPFS. Once uploaded (to IPFS) they also appear as a link, like so:\n\n\n\n### External Image Links\n\nTo add image (or anything else) as a link, you can do it via the toolbar link icon, or just write the syntax below like so:\n\n\n\n### Embedded videos\n\nOh yeah, if you just put in a YouTube link (no special syntax) on its own then it shows it embedded, see below:\n\nhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=30b7_S0paCQ\n\n# Getting new lines right\n\nNew lines can be a bit funny.... there are two options:\n\n**First**\n\nPress enter twice. I am typing here, and now pressing enter twice after three dotrs...\n\nand now I am here (but you did get double spacing)\n\n**Second**\n\nType two spaces *before* pressing enter. Here come two spaces after the three dots followed by enter... \nand now I am here\n\n# Tagging other characters\n\nYou can tag other wizards, souls etc in any normal text (so not a heading or a link). Here are some examples:\n\nBest wizard of all is @wizard2140. His dreams of befriending @pony0 one day. Watch out for @soul1732!"}
{"id": "deebd9b5-b659-4a86-ab71-bbcf82effeb2-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-19T04:25:15.57", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmP3yN4wct1m9yj22sGeK1rYDqLbqQZWYYiPzwjiqo3Eq4", "txHash": "0xf6891fec698a1d515967b374a5675433f53115a5371177e0367699d50184a522", "createdAtBlock": 15779751, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 11591, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmNSLAeDX346AjSCVUrbD1YCBYRJz4hH3RLUVbAmx67VNz", "name": "Harland Ripper of the Shadows", "text": "# New Lore Entry \n\n_Delete below sample to write your own_\n\nThis where you can write your lore.... we use markdown to store it on chain.... You can see how it will appear/render in the preview panel.\n\nHere is some **bold** text \nHere is some *italic* text\n\n> Here is quoted text \n> *by a lore writer*\n\n## Example of a medium heading\n### Example of a smaller heading\n\n# Images\nYou can add images via links, OR, upload from your computer using the toolbar.\n\n### Image uploads\n\nUse the toolbar image icon to upload an image to IPFS. Once uploaded (to IPFS) they also appear as a link, like so:\n\n\n\n### External Image Links\n\nTo add image (or anything else) as a link, you can do it via the toolbar link icon, or just write the syntax below like so:\n\n\n\n### Embedded videos\n\nOh yeah, if you just put in a YouTube link (no special syntax) on its own then it shows it embedded, see below:\n\nhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=30b7_S0paCQ\n\n# Getting new lines right\n\nNew lines can be a bit funny.... there are two options:\n\n**First**\n\nPress enter twice. I am typing here, and now pressing enter twice after three dotrs...\n\nand now I am here (but you did get double spacing)\n\n**Second**\n\nType two spaces *before* pressing enter. Here come two spaces after the three dots followed by enter... \nand now I am here\n\n# Tagging other characters\n\nYou can tag other wizards, souls etc in any normal text (so not a heading or a link). Here are some examples:\n\nBest wizard of all is @wizard2140. His dreams of befriending @pony0 one day. Watch out for @soul1732!"}
{"id": "e1ffc3bf-97f2-4bc3-8090-9194a9b1da5c-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-20T05:46:42.454", "backgroundColor": "#1f1f39", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmbbfgTM4nrNbQQqAi4CFZumxxtQ9iG3MCDoaBPXRCugW5", "txHash": "0xa4eaa5c76f931ca364b641a1da1098260c4ff956ef804951bf6ac8af92f55b32", "createdAtBlock": 15787310, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 4457, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": null, "name": "Thomas Dismantler of the Ruins", "text": "# Origin of Thomas\n\n>Thomas not wanna disappoint you... Thomas memory is not so good... But Thomas will try and 'member what Thomas can. \n\n>Thomas never been brightest... Thomas mama told Thomas when Thomas was baby, \"Thomas you no smart but you strong.\" \n\n>It true, even when baby, Thomas strong. When Thomas baby, Thomas like smash stuff and break stuff. Thomas still like to. But when Thomas baby Thomas smash and break too many stuff. Mama and everyone mad at Thomas. They think to get rid of Thomas. They take Thomas out to old Ruins. They tell Thomas, \"Break and smash as much you want here.\" Then they go. \n\n>Thomas stay in Ruins breaking and smashing everything. Many days pass. When Thomas hungry he smash a aminal. 'Ventually while Thomas breaking and smashing, Thomas find weapon and armor. This make Thomas can smash stuff even better.\n\n>Thomas finished breaking and smashing Ruins. Nothing left to smash. Thomas want see what else in world. Thomas leave Ruins and go to rest of world."}
{"id": "9f8552cf-1290-4867-a077-a36c19c1741a-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-20T18:48:19.028", "backgroundColor": "#263b0f", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmNpet34zJkwFS4cd51X2UCKHEaEPReSKYmDrzo6JwCBDY", "txHash": "0x990c0bb0a1fb75a92443bc49d42b448d149af98ef6c150faca40c4ead32915fc", "createdAtBlock": 15791200, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 4044, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Druid Froggy of the Gnostics", "text": "The day begins as most days begin. Soft sunlight begins to filter through thick tree foliage, creating bright sparks of lights out of the specks of dust floating in the air. The sunlight flows into the room in pulsing waves as the curtains blow lazily in the morning swamp breeze. Smells of freshly baked breads wafted along with the sunlight and following a loud rumble of his stomach, Froggy sluggishly stretches out his limbs and pulls himself from bed. Another day starting just like any other, but little did Froggy know the events of today would change everything.\n\nGrabbing a hunk of steaming bread off the hearthstone he rubs at his eyes glancing around the hut. Father is nowhere to be seen, of course, already at the temple, but he is surprised to note his mother and two younger sisters are nowhere to be found either. Pondering the morning with a mind still shaking off sleep he pulls his Green Mantle Robe over his head becoming instantly tangled in the flowing fabric. Tugging and grunting the sleeves are finally located and his broad froggish face pokes through. \n\nShoving the remaining lump of bread into his mouth he picks up his stick propped outside his door and steps into his fathers study. He is unable to enter the room without a feeling of wonder. The shelves lining the walls are filled with religious texts, with artifacts, and tokens of great importance. A spike of guilt rises in him to be contemplating ownership and coveting possessions within moments of being awake."}
{"id": "9f8552cf-1290-4867-a077-a36c19c1741a-1", "createdAt": "2022-10-20T18:48:19.028", "backgroundColor": "#263b0f", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmNpet34zJkwFS4cd51X2UCKHEaEPReSKYmDrzo6JwCBDY", "txHash": "0x990c0bb0a1fb75a92443bc49d42b448d149af98ef6c150faca40c4ead32915fc", "createdAtBlock": 15791200, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 4044, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Druid Froggy of the Gnostics", "text": "As a Gnostic he strives to learn, to experience, and to grow in his spiritual understanding of the Runiverse and its inhabitants. He seeks enlightenment and understanding beyond that of the Holy Arcanist who created the material realm and all within. Stiving always to ignore the distractions of this realm to strengthen his bond to those powers that lie beyond this plane of existence he takes a deep breath to realign his thoughts. \n\nAmong this tribes numbers there are two unusually gifted Anurans who have reached the level of enlightenment that allows for direct contact with the realm of Monad. His father a Druid like himself and his uncle a renowned alchemist both transcended the boundaries of this realm and have traveled to the great heights of light outside the physical realm. Based on the rumors and local lore, they are the only two to have conversed directly with an Aeon in generations. The bond they forged is obvious in the glowing Aeons that float slowly around them both, pulsating runes that constantly twist and turn as they drift in and out of existence in the Runiverse. Not entirely in the material plane, yet no longer fully present in Monad, the aeons allow for communication to a realm beyond. The Aeons have granted knowledge and insight to their chosen ones over the years resulting in a long period of peace and growth for their little backwoods village."}
{"id": "9f8552cf-1290-4867-a077-a36c19c1741a-2", "createdAt": "2022-10-20T18:48:19.028", "backgroundColor": "#263b0f", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmNpet34zJkwFS4cd51X2UCKHEaEPReSKYmDrzo6JwCBDY", "txHash": "0x990c0bb0a1fb75a92443bc49d42b448d149af98ef6c150faca40c4ead32915fc", "createdAtBlock": 15791200, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 4044, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Druid Froggy of the Gnostics", "text": "As the son, and nephew, of the town mystics, Froggy has been encouraged to spend much of his time in study and devotion to the spiritual teachings. Not yet considered a full master, Froggy, is still considered a prodigy to have obtained the ranking of Druid at such a young age. In a ceremony only a few weeks prior he had been raised rank and gifted with this dumb stick. A long-standing tradition among the Gnostics, the stick is of course a symbol. It is a symbol that while nothing is as simple as it seems everything of this realm is both less and more than it appears. To learn how to contact the planes of existence beyond his own Froggy must first truly understand the nature of all things within the Runiverse. Only with this knowledge as an anchor is it possible to travel safely beyond the physical realm and return.\n\nWith his life devoted to study and scholarly activities he understood there was more than a ritual to the carrying of this stick and he intended to commit and understand this lesson and continue his journey of enlightenment. Why a stick? he thought as he rounded the table and sits himself down at the orderly desk centered in the room. Why not a seed, or a fruit? something that was still alive or had the potential to create more than it already was surely had more to teach than something that had already reached the end of its journey. A static thing, without life, without\nA scream in the distance broke his line of thought. Thatsounded like his sister. His darling, precious little sister who was always carefree and joyful. The terror he heard shot him out of his seat, out of the room, and sprinting out the door of his home. It sounded as though the noise had come from the town square and he made haste to seek its source."}
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{"id": "dc621b60-8472-412b-8e4b-ae87367c68ad-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-20T19:04:16.036", "backgroundColor": "#a23d31", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmaDkctQHzjFoijLQ7CpbgW85s3rbvce1zZQFzD3GAq1fE", "txHash": "0x72ffe8b30c152fc2ba0c388524215fa986c43fc097581565490166771f91bcec", "createdAtBlock": 15791279, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 15511, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmaVRe2kWpFPF1DVrcnGC9p24hwE9TgtG9uSE5H4GetY1B", "name": "Tad Defender of Light", "text": "# INITIATION SEQUENCE......\n\n\nBEEEEEEE---MEEEOoooooooop. BLIP..BLIPBLIPhmmmmmmmmmmmmm\n\n\n\nFrom darkness and nothing comes first a beep, followed by a pulsing, and ultimately a low hum.\n\nFootsteps echo away into the distance until there is no other sound, but the humming which seems to come from inside.\n\nAwareness of self, of light, and of mission creeps into my consciousness in waves.\n\nPROTECT THOSE WHO STAND FOR THE LIGHT\n\nDEFEND THOSE UNABLE TO DEFEND THEMSELVES\n\nSTAND AGAINST THOSE FORCES SEEKING TO DESTROY LIFE\n\nSTAND FOR THE LIGHT\n\nThe steady hum becomes a pulse and slowly the darkness becomes blinding bright white.\n\nThere is only LIGHT\n\nand then there is also a power. \n\nAN IMMENSE PRESENSE. \n\nAwareness of self continues to seep in, and knowledge of life begins. Consciousness. Beyond only thought and sound there is something more though it is difficult to hold a cohesive thought.\n\nINITIATE summoning sequence\n0, 1, 2, 3, 4. \n\nThe numbers stream on and on and over time each number also flashes an image. At first only groupings of colors, but soon there is a basic pattern to the images. There seem to be no more than few components to each, but no two the same. I understand there must be a limit to their number, but their variety feels infinite and overwhelms me. The sense of a powerful presence remains. Something infinite and untapped, terrifying in its intensity, yet also enticing. The sheer force of it swirls the mind, numbing all else."}
{"id": "dc621b60-8472-412b-8e4b-ae87367c68ad-1", "createdAt": "2022-10-20T19:04:16.036", "backgroundColor": "#a23d31", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmaDkctQHzjFoijLQ7CpbgW85s3rbvce1zZQFzD3GAq1fE", "txHash": "0x72ffe8b30c152fc2ba0c388524215fa986c43fc097581565490166771f91bcec", "createdAtBlock": 15791279, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 15511, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmaVRe2kWpFPF1DVrcnGC9p24hwE9TgtG9uSE5H4GetY1B", "name": "Tad Defender of Light", "text": "The numbers continue forever. No not endless I realize for upon reaching 10,000, they return to 0 and begin once more the march upwards. There is nothing but the colors, the power, and numbers. Beyond this a slow dawning of reality and self continues although thoughts are sluggish as though waking from a prolonged dream.\n\nRATTLE, RATTLE, RATTLE\n\nThe sound of something bouncing and rolling across a surface begins this time when the number loops back to 0. Something hard with many edges striking and rolling along something flat and smooth. Each time the sound stops the images shudder and appear more cohesive.\n\nRATTLE, RATTLE, RATTLE\n\nAs the sound continues the numbers progress on, this time with an almost imperceptible pause followed by the that same sound of something multifaceted bouncing along a flat plane. Each time the rattle trails off and becomes silent the colors shatter and reform into a more cohesive image.\n\nRATTLE, RATTLE, RATTLE\n\nThe shapes reform and shift, becoming more cohesive, more consistent with each revolution through the 10,000. I am startled when forms begin to take shape into something my awareness knows are runes. At first, only a few seem complete, and I note these are carried forward from one sequence to the next. The rest of the numbered runes continue to shift in each sequence on and on as the numbers count and the RATTLE continues. With jarring suddenness now most of the 10000 show clear images and forms that I understand are not only colors and shapes but things. \n\nWizards."}
{"id": "dc621b60-8472-412b-8e4b-ae87367c68ad-2", "createdAt": "2022-10-20T19:04:16.036", "backgroundColor": "#a23d31", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmaDkctQHzjFoijLQ7CpbgW85s3rbvce1zZQFzD3GAq1fE", "txHash": "0x72ffe8b30c152fc2ba0c388524215fa986c43fc097581565490166771f91bcec", "createdAtBlock": 15791279, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 15511, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmaVRe2kWpFPF1DVrcnGC9p24hwE9TgtG9uSE5H4GetY1B", "name": "Tad Defender of Light", "text": "Wizards.\n\nNow each counting through the numbers is slow and precise. The shapes have taken their final forms. This time a count to 10000 and each form is precise and complete. An energy not unlike a satisfied and exhausted exhale of breath surrounds everything and the counting ends. The silence is a void of nothingness and I have a moment of panic. A pressure in my mind that had been such a constant I never noticed it is lifted. But then it is replaced by the presence of power magnified 1000 fold.\n\nDO YOU UNDERSTAND!\n\nA voice booms into my mind. Before I can even fathom a response, I realize I do understand. The Great Summoning. The creation of all the wizards of the Runiverse. But there is more than even this, the summoning of endless threads, storylines, and infinite future potential. I do not yet fully fathom self, but I can clearly understand the events I have just witnessed. A moment of creation, a beginning, though clearly not THE beginning. I am in the presence of THE Creator of ALL. The Holy Arcanist.\n\nI attempt to look and I immediately regret the feeling of disorientation. I am forced to cut of my visual field overwhelmed and unable to comprehend the being of power and light before me. \n\nI HAVE A JOB FOR YOU, TAD\n\nThe awesome voice booms into the very fabric of my mind. \n\nYOU TOO HAVE BEEN SUMMONED. THOUGH IN A DIFFERENT WAY\n\nWhy, how, who, what am I? The shock of realizing my own existence threatens to unravel my sanity.\nDO NOT ASK WHY (the voice continues in a softer tone)\n\nONLY DO AS I ASK, IT IS NOT FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND, THOUGH YOU WILL IN TIME"}
{"id": "dc621b60-8472-412b-8e4b-ae87367c68ad-3", "createdAt": "2022-10-20T19:04:16.036", "backgroundColor": "#a23d31", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmaDkctQHzjFoijLQ7CpbgW85s3rbvce1zZQFzD3GAq1fE", "txHash": "0x72ffe8b30c152fc2ba0c388524215fa986c43fc097581565490166771f91bcec", "createdAtBlock": 15791279, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 15511, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmaVRe2kWpFPF1DVrcnGC9p24hwE9TgtG9uSE5H4GetY1B", "name": "Tad Defender of Light", "text": "Trembling before the force of will and the voice echoing in my mind I hear a mantra intoned that increases in intensity until I can feel it imprinted into the very core of my being.\n\nPROTECT THOSE WHO STAND FOR THE LIGHT\n\nDEFEND THOSE UNABLE TO DEFEND THEMSELVES\n\nSTAND AGAINST THOSE FORCES SEEKING TO DESTROY LIFE\n\nSTAND FOR THE LIGHT\n\nGUARD 55\n\nThe last line sends a shock through my core though the rest feels familiar. Has this happened before?\n\nWhat, what am I I think Who Am I\n\nYOU ARE TAD, DEFENDER OF THE LIGHT\n\nYOUR PURPOSE WILL BECOME CLEAR IN TIME\n\nFOR NOW SEEK OUT WIZARD 55\n\nHIS SUIT IS WOVEN OF THE LIGHT OF A RAINBOW\n\nHE IS ACCOMPANIED ALWAYS BY HIS COMPAINION SKRAMPS\n\nPROTECT THEM, GUARD THEM, AID THEM\n\nTHEY SERVE ME AS DO YOU\n\nA hundred questions swirl and vanish before they can form. The force withdraws and I feel myself in motion. Swirls of iridescent color blinds me and wind roars as I now feel propelled at great speed. The inertia is too much to withstand, and I can feel myself shutting down as it overwhelms me.\nWhen I am again aware I find myself somewhere totally different. Lights, sounds, and the infinite variety of nature all around me. Attempting to recall who I am and what has happened only creates a disorienting sense of confusion. \n\nI find beside me a crystal claymore and a mirrored shield that fit perfectly into straps I find attached to my armor. I stand and hear a constant echo in my mind, with a throbbing insistence.\n\nGUARD 55 find Ghost Eater Kobold of the Technochrome"}
{"id": "8c8d01b9-6e57-480f-87f8-6d4d82e34ec3-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-20T19:19:16.48", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 1, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmeU72ZHQUdBQvUktY5bzNfFYXVGRM199eQAEN1W7oHYoS", "txHash": "0xd1dd21b3675e6dea6cf48b6451e14bb79c1453e42cadcbba3fe9258a8c7b1b45", "createdAtBlock": 15791354, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 15511, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmdiCib7TLYXHM2pHv5pds273xgbE24BkKNHh5hQftQffp", "name": "Tad Defender of Light", "text": "# Chapter 2 \n\nHow can I find this Ghost Eater Kobold? I cant even find my way out of this forest. I must be walking in circles. Everything looks the same except for new types of bugs that buzz around and things I find crawling and slithering through the grasses. Frustrated and unsure what direction to go next, I sit down with my back to a tree to gather my energies.\n\nSQUACK\n\nI must have entered sleep mode, as I come alert a shadow appears on the ground at my feet. Angling my head up towards the noise I see a flutter of movement like a tiny rainbow shifting and flapping in an adjacent tree. As the motion stills, I see resting on the branches above me a large parrot. \n\nSQUACK\n\nThis is unlike any bird I know. I find I know of many varieties of birds, from the tiny Esmereldes Woodstar Hummingbird so small their flight sounds like the buzz of a bee, to the giant albatross that can stay sleeping in flight while their giant wings ride on currents of wind. Never has there been such an amazing bird as this. It is as though each individual feather is made of tiny prisms. Every time I look, I find different shades of light reflected to me. I feel myself drawn to this creature and rise to my feet to get a better look."}
{"id": "8c8d01b9-6e57-480f-87f8-6d4d82e34ec3-1", "createdAt": "2022-10-20T19:19:16.48", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 1, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmeU72ZHQUdBQvUktY5bzNfFYXVGRM199eQAEN1W7oHYoS", "txHash": "0xd1dd21b3675e6dea6cf48b6451e14bb79c1453e42cadcbba3fe9258a8c7b1b45", "createdAtBlock": 15791354, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 15511, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://QmdiCib7TLYXHM2pHv5pds273xgbE24BkKNHh5hQftQffp", "name": "Tad Defender of Light", "text": "The bird tilts its head down, winks and then takes flights. Its beautiful in a way that resonates to my very core and I know this bird is important. I follow the flashes of color as it weaves it way through the woods and must pick up my pace to a run to keep up. Each time I fear I have lost its trail it circles back, flaps its wings from a nearby branch and then again launches into flight.\nFinally feeling I am on the right path I chase after the macaw barely noticing when the trees give way to a flat open plain. I pick up my pace in the grasslands, easier to keep track of the streaking bird and without all the uneven ground of the forest. As the sun begins to dip toward the horizon a structure is silhouetted in the distance directly in my path.\n\nSQUACK\n\nWith the golden rays of the descending sun glancing off those prismatic wings the bird seems to glow with its own light. Spellbound I stop in place to watch the wonder of light and color in the sky above. Circling back over my head, I see the moment with an exceptionally powerful flap of its wings a single feather comes loose and floats slowly towards the earth. Catching it in my hand I cant help but spin it around and become lost in the beauty of its iridescence. \n\n\n\nIt isnt until the sun has set and darkness falls that I shake off the spell. In the absence of the light the feather is incredibly beautiful, but its magic has faded. I tuck it in my belt and continue along the path to the structure in the distance."}
{"id": "2bbb33fd-2daa-48d3-a989-e5462619adc5-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-20T20:14:15.698", "backgroundColor": "#0f233b", "index": 2, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmT8ghtfzny7Rss4cc4dW1UZQhZzCgJs8zeiyypH3j1hcf", "txHash": "0x6b41c9b5e1239128758ca4f184db4acded74fdf5525a95f0323f7d424a251d63", "createdAtBlock": 15806034, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 15511, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://Qmd3HFUyvrkuBansYf4yup1ixaY7X66jenzWt3fC47o2AY", "name": "Tad Defender of Light", "text": "# Chapter 3 - The Atelier\n\n\nI near the house as the final light from twilight fades into darkness. Approaching the door, light flicks on and as I lift my hand to knock the door swings open. Standing on the other side is a kindly face smiling back at me from the portal. \n\nAhhh Tad you made it, a little late, but welcome to the Atelier. We have been expecting you.\n\nWaving me in Im brought to the inside of a comfortable cottage surrounded by a beautiful walled garden softly lit in the fading light.\n\nMake yourself comfortable, this will be your room for the week, and we will get started in the morning.\n\nLooking slightly embarrassed he added, You did of course bring an offering? Something to pass along to the next visitor to the Atelier.\n\nI reach into my waist band and withdraw the rainbow feather. \n\nI have only this to offer\n\nOh how very curious, very curious indeed! This is of course the perfect offering, but it was truly destined for you to arrive in this time. You will find the gift left for you by the previous guest on upon your bedside table. As you rest I ask you to consider your gift received, consider your offering given, and we will discuss more of the Atelier in the Light of day.\n\n\nShown to my room I find on the table the pitch black feather of a crow. A jolting contrast to the prismatic feather of the scarlet macaw. Sitting on the edge of the bed I hold the feather, twirling it slightly in my gauntlet and sit late into the night considering the contrast of rainbow and blackness, Light and Dark."}
{"id": "2bbb33fd-2daa-48d3-a989-e5462619adc5-1", "createdAt": "2022-10-20T20:14:15.698", "backgroundColor": "#0f233b", "index": 2, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmT8ghtfzny7Rss4cc4dW1UZQhZzCgJs8zeiyypH3j1hcf", "txHash": "0x6b41c9b5e1239128758ca4f184db4acded74fdf5525a95f0323f7d424a251d63", "createdAtBlock": 15806034, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 15511, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://Qmd3HFUyvrkuBansYf4yup1ixaY7X66jenzWt3fC47o2AY", "name": "Tad Defender of Light", "text": "The week with Caleh passes quickly as I learn more of the world and myself. Through the study of Light and Shadow I unlock the mechanisms for charging my armor, shield, and sword. Ozzz helps explain more of the workings of the Runiverse while constantly asking his own questions I struggle to answer. As a masterful artist Ozzz creates a piece to remember our time together and the lessons I have learned while in this refuge. \n\n\nAfter discovering the mechanism of using my inner energy to power my gear I am no longer reliant on external light for my protection. The scarlet macaw began to visit us during our final sessions and upon learning to activate my pauldrons its favorite perch has become my shoulder. Watching the flashing colors play across the iridescent wings brings me the first peace I have felt since my awakening.\n\nThe time has come to continue my journey. I leave with a more complete understanding of my purpose and a new constant companion in the macaw who now rarely leaves my side. Also strengthened by a new understanding of my systems abilities and a truer understanding of the Light and Darkness in all things. Grateful for Ozzz and the knowledge gained in our short time together I again heed the unceasing mantra and prepare to resume my journey to ...\n\nguard 55 find Ghost Eater Kobold of the Technochrome"}
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{"id": "cfd8c261-6aa6-4e86-942f-2627cf00dbb0-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-22T22:37:43.343", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 1, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmVmKDRNjihzTvKKS9cXx3W3uP7j1BA8iyLwAVs2ZM3q8N", "txHash": "0xd51e117577edb5808b9be15e1b75a0981e054b11dabbbeb0c9d3de633b09a464", "createdAtBlock": 15799975, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 7718, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Shaman Azazel of the Astral Plane", "text": "# **The BlackSand Tournament I**\n\n*Round I, Duel I*\n\n## **From Arvid Terror of Penguins**\n\nBlackSand?! @warrior12794 hummed almost in disbelief. She never thought she would have ended up in such a god-forgotten place. *What a well fitting name for this dusty city* she laughed out while running by a small merchant cart and stealing a red apple. The poor merchant yelled in vain as Arvid jumped away and quickly disappeared around a dark corner. So much fun! she shouted with her usual wide smile, always so prone to turning into a loud laugh.\n\nArvid was a tall girl for her age, or at least that was what everyone told her. And beautiful, she chuckled. She came from the north, from a rich family of fishers that had basically built a mini empire by taming, training, and trading penguins. But she could not deal with the fish stench. *Definitely not.* From a young age she had been rebellious and never once wasted the chance to run around pretending to be a warrior from the stories she so dearly loved. Sometimes she even managed to steal a penguin or two to train with. Penguin Punch she shouted as she pumped her right fist in the air like she used to do when she was a kid.\n\nArvid was so invested in the idea of becoming a warrior that her mother funded her martial arts and sword lessons and bought her the shiny mail armor she wore. *Love you mummy* she smiled.\n\nHer dream of being a warrior was what brought her to BlackSand. She happened to be with her older brother on a fishing trip near the city when a crow dropped news of the legendary BlackSand tournament. Legendary my ass she laughed. In fact, no one had ever heard of it and it indeed appeared to be the first time it was ever hosted. *At least I finally have my chance to fight*."}
{"id": "cfd8c261-6aa6-4e86-942f-2627cf00dbb0-1", "createdAt": "2022-10-22T22:37:43.343", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 1, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmVmKDRNjihzTvKKS9cXx3W3uP7j1BA8iyLwAVs2ZM3q8N", "txHash": "0xd51e117577edb5808b9be15e1b75a0981e054b11dabbbeb0c9d3de633b09a464", "createdAtBlock": 15799975, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 7718, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Shaman Azazel of the Astral Plane", "text": "While she had trained for years, she had never been in an actual fight. And thanks to the Seven Sisters, her brother was too busy to keep tab on her whereabouts today. So as soon as she had a chance, she signed up for this duel thing.\n\nProudly wearing her plate helmet and holding her round shield, she trotted through the Main Street heading to the tournament arena. But calling it an arena was a big stretch. A few rows of bleachers on the right and a wooden fence on the left functioned as perimeter to the fighting area. The ground consisted of that annoying, black, granular sand that seemed to cover the entire town. *It feels cheap. But at least there is a crowd* she thought, as a few tens of people were taking their seats on the wooden bleachers. That weird Wizard with the round stony-looking face was calling everyones attention. He then proceeded to eloquently introduce the legendary tournament. After some scattered applause from the fans, he initiated the fight.\n\nArvid made her way to the center. It was time for her duel. The Tournament had allowed for a trial fight yesterday, where she ended up surrendering to this Qamar person. But this time she was ready to fight.\n\nOn the other side of the small arena, her opponent ceremonially drew his sword. What the heck, I forgot my sword again Arvid murmured quietly, embarrassed. A loud snap followed, and her opponents sword magically lit on fire. The crowd cried with excitement and started clapping to the unexpected flaming sword.\n\nArvids eyes widened in shock: ah fuck\n\n---\n\n## **From Qamar Combatant the Rune Riders**"}
{"id": "cfd8c261-6aa6-4e86-942f-2627cf00dbb0-2", "createdAt": "2022-10-22T22:37:43.343", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 1, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmVmKDRNjihzTvKKS9cXx3W3uP7j1BA8iyLwAVs2ZM3q8N", "txHash": "0xd51e117577edb5808b9be15e1b75a0981e054b11dabbbeb0c9d3de633b09a464", "createdAtBlock": 15799975, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 7718, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Shaman Azazel of the Astral Plane", "text": "---\n\n## **From Qamar Combatant the Rune Riders**\n\n@warrior11169s night had so far been quiet. For months now he had been stationed with the Mercenary Camp. A band of twenty-ish warriors camped in the East lands selling their swords to the best offer. But the past couple of weeks had been awfully calm.\n\nSo, for once, Qamar got excited when a black crow landed in the Camp with a message. The message promised gold coins to whomever won some sort of tournament in a city called BlackSand. Gold coins? Thats all I need to know Qamar grunted as he threw the fancy letter into the fire in front of him. *I will never get how these crows know where to drop stuff, oh well* But Qamar dismissed his own thoughts and resolved to get to sleep before starting his journey to this BlackGround or something city. Qamar didnt know much about that place. He had only heard some stories about a once glorious city in the West that was now totally gone. Ah what a pity Qamar sighed. He had never been curious about history. In fact, he had never really been curious about anything at all. At a young age he had been adopted by a jungle tribe of warriors. All he knew growing up was fighting. No more no less. What else is there to do? Qamar asked Feix, his loyal jaguar sitting next to him.\n\nThe next morning, Qamar gathered his few belongings and headed out of the camp. After years of training, he was quite muscular, with thick arms and broad shoulders that made up for his relatively short body. Few fellow mercenaries waved their goodbyes as he crossed the camp wooden gates. *Maybe I should have told them about this* Qamar thought, but no use now. The majority of the camp had been summoned to what seemed like a potential war brewing far East."}
{"id": "cfd8c261-6aa6-4e86-942f-2627cf00dbb0-3", "createdAt": "2022-10-22T22:37:43.343", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 1, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmVmKDRNjihzTvKKS9cXx3W3uP7j1BA8iyLwAVs2ZM3q8N", "txHash": "0xd51e117577edb5808b9be15e1b75a0981e054b11dabbbeb0c9d3de633b09a464", "createdAtBlock": 15799975, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 7718, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Shaman Azazel of the Astral Plane", "text": "A few weeks later, Qamar finally made it to BlackSand. He was surprised by how desolated it felt - he could only see a handful of people on the streets and only a few inns and shops. He decided to seek shelter for the night and inquire about the tournament early in the morrow.\n\nThe day after he headed towards the arena people called the Astral Plane. As he approached the empty pit to sign up for the tournament, Qamar was approached by a wizard with a non-human head that looked like a round dark stone. He was holding a red feather and some parchment: Your name? the Wizard asked. Qamar he replied.\n\nVery well the Wizard said an Anuuah warrior I see!? That comment left Qamar quite surprised *How does he know about my origins?* You will be starting now the Wizard quickly instructed him, pointing him towards the middle of the fighting pit.\n\nWaiting for Qamar was a tall, blond girl wearing a flamboyant armor. *Wheres her weapon?* Qamar observed. This will be a trial the Wizard shouted. You may now proceed.\n\nA trial? Qamar hesitated as he reached the center of the pit. But that hesitation gave his opponent an opening. The girl punched him hard in the stomach to then land another punch straight to his face. After the initial shock, Qamar took a few steps back. Quickly drawing his sword, he hit his opponent on the head, knocking her out.\n\nStop, stop now, she surrenders the Wizard intervened. Good skills Qamar. Come back tomorrow when we will officially commence the tournament. Confused Qamar left. *WhatWhat is going onwas that a test?*\n\nThe following day seemed to be a much bigger deal. As Qamar re-entered the pit, tens of people were in the crowd waiting for the fight. *Things getting real serious now*"}
{"id": "cfd8c261-6aa6-4e86-942f-2627cf00dbb0-4", "createdAt": "2022-10-22T22:37:43.343", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 1, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmVmKDRNjihzTvKKS9cXx3W3uP7j1BA8iyLwAVs2ZM3q8N", "txHash": "0xd51e117577edb5808b9be15e1b75a0981e054b11dabbbeb0c9d3de633b09a464", "createdAtBlock": 15799975, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 7718, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Shaman Azazel of the Astral Plane", "text": "Shortly after, that same wizard he saw yesterday, *was it Azazef or something?*, shouted some fancy words and announced the start of the duel.\n\nIt felt so good to fight again. *Lets do this right*. Qamar drew his sword with his right hand and in an instant the blade lit on fire. The crowd roared with excitement. Lets fight Qamar yelled.\n\n---\n\n## **From Shaman Azazel of the Astral Plane**\n\nLet the inaugural duel of the BlackSand Tournament commence @wizard7718 announced ceremonially. *And so it finally begins* he thought with relief.\n\nThe warrior named Qamar immediately drew his sword, which quickly lit on fire. The crowd went wild.\n\nThe warrior named Arvid looked shocked at the mere sight of the flaming sword. However, she quickly regained her exposure and started charging with her shield firmly held in front of her. But Qamar seemed to be expecting it. With a swift move to his right he avoided the enemys charge.\n\nThe crowd clapped and cheered!\n\nArvid recollected herself and this time threw a kick to her opponent. Surprising him. Her kick hit his face and cut his left cheek.\n\nArvid kicked again and hit Qamars torso, but this time with limited damage. Qamar then swung his sword, looking for an opening, but Arvid lifted her shield at the last second to prevent the hit. She then jumped back a few feet to recover her defensive stance, and to put some space between herself and that burning blade."}
{"id": "cfd8c261-6aa6-4e86-942f-2627cf00dbb0-5", "createdAt": "2022-10-22T22:37:43.343", "backgroundColor": "#3A110F", "index": 1, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmVmKDRNjihzTvKKS9cXx3W3uP7j1BA8iyLwAVs2ZM3q8N", "txHash": "0xd51e117577edb5808b9be15e1b75a0981e054b11dabbbeb0c9d3de633b09a464", "createdAtBlock": 15799975, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 7718, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Shaman Azazel of the Astral Plane", "text": "It was Qamars turn to attack. He lifted his sword high with both hands and charged at his opponent. He then swiftly swung the sword down with all his strength, aiming at Arvids right shoulder. But she anticipated the move, once again raising her shield in defense. The sword hit with a loud, clanging sound. Arvid managed to parrot, but that was a heavy hit.\n\nThe flames of the burning blade jumped onto the shield, lighting it on fire. Arvid gasped and screamed with surprise. The heat of the flames quickly forced her to throw her shield to the ground.\n\nQamar didnt wait a second. With another swift move he aimed his next swing to Arvids left leg. Defenseless, Arvid had to jump flat on the ground, barely evading the attack.\n\nThis time Qamar paused, giving Arvids an opportunity to stand back up. But as she was standing, Arvid grabbed a fist of sand and threw it at Qamars face, blinding him for a moment. Qamar also lost balance and Arvid took the chance to threw a strong hook to his jaw, pushing him to the ground. The crowd gasped in surprise as Qamar fell and dropped his sword.\n\nArvid immediately jumped on Qamar, aiming a few more punches to his head. But Qamar was quick to respond and firmly grabbed her wrists stopping her attacks. He then pushed her away gaining enough space and time to stand up. He quickly run back to his sword before Arvid could. At the same time Arvid headed to her shield that was now laying on the ground, flames extinguished. However, the shield was still scorching hot. In desperation, she hurled the shield towards Qamar, hoping to cause some damage. But she missed, eliciting some laughs from the crowd."}
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{"id": "151ec74a-0066-40a8-816b-b3b2926884a2-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-22T22:37:45.884", "backgroundColor": "#1e424b", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmbaVFKAQ5wadxoGHcatgzrFwdm6yuvzNgjA18sFraQYBy", "txHash": "0x91a5209c6a8d731d344d1a3b80b206ecd80a288dab655d5d4011cd4e602a4c52", "createdAtBlock": 15803036, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 11321, "slug": "warriors", "firstImage": "ipfs://Qmf7JWCgHA9Up7CHjmkmkwiK9XrBQHsE1udtFuqufKd2Es", "name": "Erim Impaler of Turtles", "text": "# The Long Night\n\nA terrible storm had been brewing for a while now out towards The Toadstools. @warrior11321, a humble Dwarf, lived alone with his trusty companion Aurora, one of the last Battle Penguins. In preparation for the oncoming storm, Erim set the bedroom fireplace with fresh wood and battened down the hatches. Both him and Aurora settled down for sleep, unaware that the long night that followed would not be forgotten for many years to come.\n\nAurora had a small bed at the bottom of Erim's, so they were close in case of danger. As a battle penguin, she took protecting Erim very seriously. Despite all the thunder, lightning and raging winds, the two managed to fall asleep under the warm glow of the fireplace.\n\nHalfway through the night, something woke Erim. He looked down and saw that Aurora was missing! A green luminescent glow filled the room and had replaced the warm orange of the fireplace. It was coming from downstairs. Panicked, he jumped out of bed and called out for Aurora but heard no response. He slowly crept out of his room and headed downstairs to see the front door was open, the glow now almost blinding. As his eyes adjusted he saw what looked like a penguin silhouette surrounded by other smaller silhouettes, maybe half the size. Erim then heard a low, growling **ribbit** that echoed throughout the house.\n\nEyes now fully adjusted, Erim could see Aurora surrounded by dozens of frogs! While their backs were turned, Erim crept downstairs to shut the door and deal with the intruders. Just as it was closing, suddenly all the frogs and Aurora turned to face him. He could now see where the light was coming from these weren't just regular frogs, they were lightbulb frogs, and they had put Arora in a trance!"}
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{"id": "7979a742-5280-4b96-a861-ae4e54e62b9a-0", "createdAt": "2022-10-22T22:37:46.767", "backgroundColor": "#594238", "index": 0, "loreMetadataURI": "ipfs://QmTZYc6ZzEpSrvWaJR3SEmzwURb6RQbAzDDzzSSArgAHes", "txHash": "0x867c66603a1804bb0374efd6d856b3be584d3f89d9b851c06c93f784e5c96021", "createdAtBlock": 15805937, "nsfw": false, "isArchivedByHolder": false, "tokenId": 9530, "slug": "wizards", "firstImage": null, "name": "Sage Flamos of the Lake", "text": "## The Sad Tale of Sage Flamos of the Lake\n\nThe door flies open, a figure flashes through, slamming the door of the inn behind him and releasing a loud sigh of relief. A few of the regulars glance up from their tables at the noise but seeing no threat they resume their stories and games. Gasping for breath and wide eyed the man walks on shaky legs towards an empty stool at the bar and gestures agitatedly for my attention. \n\nMany of my friends left our quiet lakeside town near the once they came of age. They took the long road to the Crossroads and searched for their fortune in the wizard cities or enlisted and trained to be a warrior in the Arena or the Tower. They mocked and teased my choice to remain here in Dockside and take over after Old Steed passed on. They said all my days would be the same, but they would see the world and its riches. Sure, the days at times become repetitive, but Ive always enjoyed running the Den for these unexpected visitors. You never know who or what may enter Dockside Den and while I may not have seen all the Runiverse myself we have tales of our own. Curious what has put this man in such a state I put on my best friendly bartender face and walk over as he continues to flap his hands wildly panting to catch his breath. \n\n>Your Runes he blurts out and I can see he is terrified. \n\nWell-met stranger. I am @warrior10296 I say to him softly as he looks spooked enough already. I dont recognize you, must not be from around here, as he continues stammering for words."}
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\nSpellsinger Danny companion
\nArabian king story
\nArabian king problem
\nArabian queen problem
\nArabian king and queen meet Spellsinger Danny
\nSpellsinger Danny magic liquid pot
\nDanny wizard uses his magic wand and points to the direction of the pot which contains magic liquid to see kings history and came to know that that his uncle trying to influence king and try to take throne out of him. after finding this Danny wizard tells queen and queens get angry and asks Danny wizard to give him lesson. Danny gives magic pot to queen to make king drink magic water in the pot every day in the evening immediately after might in the light of the moon for 7 days for his uncle's magic not to work on king.
Queen with his king returns to kingdom with strong protection with his army. queen sees king's uncle and gets very angry but queen controls until kings treatment of drinking maigc water for 7 days is over.
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\n\nqueen was very worried of completing these 7 days she did not sleep well and always beside kings bed to take care of him.\n\n