Then I suppose the answer is not exactly one or the other. I just would like my life to have meant something. To leave it in a place where at least a few people have kind thoughts about Gale of Waterdeep after he has left.
I don't dabble much in magic myself, but yeah. Does tend to be that way.
So, what now? You exist. You have a life again, even with necromancy in your blood and people who seek to cut it short. I just felt your heartbeat, so you aren't some kind of shambler.
Plan to go back like this and test your luck? See if it holds?
[ how does one keep living after choosing to not live. is it worth the struggle against a seemingly inevitable current? ]
You believe that would … work? If I somehow survive this, then it would not simply be returning me to exactly whence I came and in the state I was last comprised? The knife was in my chest. I felt it begin.
Not really. I think your fate, left unchanged, would likely continue along the trajectory that it was on. That's how fate is.
[It would be nice to believe that maybe his body, re-imagined and re-structured, would go back in place of his rapidly unwinding one. But not something they'll encourage.]
Still, I suppose your circumstances have changed now. Probably for the worse, but you were already in a bad place. You can find your partner and make a wish. Maybe hope that there's an answer here, in all the occult happening.
Up to you if you want to bother fighting and scraping for a solution. I don't know how attached you are to your noble end.
That is what I would think. To leave something like that up to fate seems slightly foolhardy.
[ there is something kind of depressing too about the idea of his body being so intrinsically tied to the Netherese Orb now that there is no separating the two, even in death. ]
I was ... planning on attempting to find the match. Yes.
I'm a believer in destiny, but... Well. If anything is going to disrupt the natural order of things, it's this place.
[Otherwise, sometimes you get the eternal blessing of being one with a magic bomb(?) forever.]
I'm surprised at how many people have reservations. We can offer a little bit of assistance, but not much. It'll really depend on how much your other half wants to be found.
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Are you satisfied?
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[ ... ]
I suppose that is the eternal problem with wizards, isn't it? We can never quite be satisfied.
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So, what now? You exist. You have a life again, even with necromancy in your blood and people who seek to cut it short. I just felt your heartbeat, so you aren't some kind of shambler.
Plan to go back like this and test your luck? See if it holds?
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[ how does one keep living after choosing to not live. is it worth the struggle against a seemingly inevitable current? ]
You believe that would … work? If I somehow survive this, then it would not simply be returning me to exactly whence I came and in the state I was last comprised? The knife was in my chest. I felt it begin.
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[It would be nice to believe that maybe his body, re-imagined and re-structured, would go back in place of his rapidly unwinding one. But not something they'll encourage.]
Still, I suppose your circumstances have changed now. Probably for the worse, but you were already in a bad place. You can find your partner and make a wish. Maybe hope that there's an answer here, in all the occult happening.
Up to you if you want to bother fighting and scraping for a solution. I don't know how attached you are to your noble end.
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[ there is something kind of depressing too about the idea of his body being so intrinsically tied to the Netherese Orb now that there is no separating the two, even in death. ]
I was ... planning on attempting to find the match. Yes.
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[Otherwise, sometimes you get the eternal blessing of being one with a magic bomb(?) forever.]
I'm surprised at how many people have reservations. We can offer a little bit of assistance, but not much. It'll really depend on how much your other half wants to be found.