This one is a little different from the usual. the
first answer will be Max staying in his disguise. The
second is the real him.
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> >   Name: Maximilion the Great! Wizard extrodinare!/
Mxxchlllnnnn
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> >   Age: Ehh? Don't ask an old man a question like
dat! Rude./ I lived for seven cycles on my world (I do
not know what that equalls on this one) and have spent
the past fifty years on this world.
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> >   Gender: Male/I suppose male is correct. Females
are the ones who carry eggs correct?
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> >   Race:   What do I look like ya schmutziz? Maybe
you'll not look so good when ya get around to being my
age ya know./ Fully grown Royal Shell Guard, my race
does not have a name.
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> >   Hair: Ehh I guess itz startin to go just a bit
grey now iznt it?<pulls at what little scraggly white
hair remains on his head> /I do not have hair.
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> >   Eyes: Going fast, thanks for remindin me ya
putz./ Black, all eight of them.
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> >   Height: Five feet, and shrinkin fast/ Forteen
feet two inches from the bottom of my feet to the top
of my plate spike.
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> >   Weight: A straplin 90 pounds or so/ Several
hundren pounds in my true form on this planets gravity
I expect.
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> >   Class: What?! I'm the great arch-mage
Maximilion. What kinda question are you askin me here?
Sheesh! whadda you mean ya've never heard'a me?/ I was
a royal shell guard, frontline combat drone. But on
this world I'm so fascinated by this energy ... Magik,
that I study every chance I get to become a compitant
Wizzard.
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> >   Weapon: Psshessh! Weapons. Who needs um when you
got the powers like I do/ My crusher claws are quite
effective really. We never developed any sort of tools
or weapons on my world.  recently I have been studying
'offensive' spells, that could certainly be called
weapons.
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> >   Favorite Deity: Ehh I suppose Dawinn.  Gotta
give respects to the man upstairs, he IS after all an
even better Mage than even ME./They are all so
fascinating. I want to learn all about them. we had
only the hive mothers, and as they could be killed
they were different from your Gods.
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> >   Favorite Animal: Mutton. Err, I mean whatever
mutton comes from./ Again there is so much variety in
this world, I have not seen all of its animals yet so
I cannot pick a favorite untill then.
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> >    Favorite Game: Amaze da pezantz! <does
cantrip>/ The King introduced me to this remarkable
thing called chess. He also said I have a natural
tallent for it because he was not used to being played
into a ... what was it ... a stalemate.
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> >   Favorite Color: Ehh they all kinda blur together
when ya reach my age kidz/I think perhaps yellow, like
your sun.
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> >   Best Friend: Oh I've outlived mosta dem. And
lesser people hold me in too much awe ta get that
close/ Friendships are hard to form when maintaining
my cover. I will say the King.  For helping me escape
my old life and giving me the chance to explore this
wonderfull place.
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> >   Personal Idol: Idol? Well I've seen a few of
those idols at Dahwinn temples ... never thought of
havin my own though/ Again I will say the King
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> >    Fondest Memory: Oh I had this terrific steak
the other night, and I didn't even get da heartburn
afterwards. What?/Learning of other worlds. Visiting
them.  realizing that being a 'mutant' and having
independent thought could actually be a GOOD thing.
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> >   Most embarrassing moment: Aw geeze did I pass
wind again? So maybe da steak wasn't that great after
all/ I had several moments like that when I first set
out in this world. The beings of this world have so
many quirks, I got into some trouble for not knowing
local customs and such.
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> >   Favorite pet: Aw, no, no can't have any. I'm
allergic to justa bout everything that walks,
slithers, crwals, or swims/I keep no animals as my
own.
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> >   Any siblings?: what? ya think after seeing me,
my parents would wanna make MORE?/8,009,012 brothers
in my hive when I left.
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> >   Favorite relative: Aw deeze questions, just
wearing this old man out/ No favorites
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> >   Favorite place:Zzzzzz..../this world
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> >   Ambition: Ehh, ol' Max has just about seen and
done it all kids/ To serve the King and his honerable
clan in this and all other times of crisis. To learn
all there is to know. even become a skilled Mage.
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> >   Favorite past time: dodging anoying people with
questions. Scat now./ Talkin with learned people,
studying history, culture, and magik.
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> >   Favorite outfit: My magnificent arch-mage attire
<he is wearing patched up brown moth eaten rags>/
Clothing is strange, but nescissary to the shelless.
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> >   Favorite time of day: Ehh, the suns too bright
for my old eyes, and I can't see for bupkas at
night/When the sun is at its height in the sky. I like
warmth.
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> >   My impressions of the party:
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> >   Grey: Oh y'mean laughing boy. I think maybe I'll
wack him a few times more with my walking stick. Good
idea yes?/A troubled youth, but he seems to have some
connection with the royal house. He bears further
examination.
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>     Collette: Woo Hoo, nice gazongaz there ... uhh,
sweet kid I'm meanin. Yeah that's what I was sayin/ A
spiritualist? I am not familiar with that type of
person. I must find out more about what she can do.
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> >   Racquel: Sweetie we gotta get you out inta da
sun or sumpthin. Here i got a brew that'll put some
color back into those cheecks of yurs. Pheew! Naw
forget it it's gone sour I'm thinkin/Hmm. Ranger, but
a skitish one. She does not seem as fit for combat as
the rest of this group. But perhaps if we saw her in
her proper element...
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> >   Alus: Watch where yur pointin those swords
sonny. Money this money that. Don't repeat yourself
kid/ I think he can be trusted. He is inovative, but
perhaps could be a little more carefull.
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> >   Luther: Hey! Da big guy! Maybe you'll one day be
good enough to be Max's apprentice, maybe. Maybe I
could use somebody that size to carry my spellbook
around so my old bones don't give out/ Ah now this is
my favorite kind of human.  Such a capacity for
merriment even in bleak situations.  More of his race
should be like this.
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> >   Trilia: Ahhh. Y'scared me there bubula. Carefull
da ticker could stop any time./An unknown. Worthy of
note though.
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> >   Avienda: Aw with da tantrums. Y're givin old Max
the headaches/ I was unaware that humans could be born
in litters. She seems more connected to her sibling
than others of that race are.
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> >   Anada: Nature boy! How the heck are ya?/Another
ranger. Probably quite effective in his element.
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> >   Hugh:???/???