[The cities, the tiny villages, the monastery. Same basic configuration of limbs, same base details. Make it a little shorter, a little pointier, tint it green or red or gray... so many diverse and dazzlingly different races, but so many seemed to share that commonality. Jormun, kenku, tortles, gnolls... their journeys had been studded with encounters with folk who didn't fit that mold, but so often, they carried that sense of otherness. Deprived of community, stuck being the only example of their kind. Or, in some cases... worse. They recall Arakosh, trapped in a jar, atrophying away as a mere thing to be solid. Synn, hating the form she'd been given, seeing herself as doomed, cursed, monstrous. Eska...
...They aren't going to let that grief creep in.
Be sunlight, be warmth, prove you're not a monster. There's kindness in the hearts of the people who see them as alien; they just have to push through that phase where they don't understand each other yet.]
Suppose it isn't surprising that it would be the same on Soggy Island. Well, guess they'll have to get used to having a tortle about! I might not be built for blending in, but I'm definitely built for getting along!
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[The cities, the tiny villages, the monastery. Same basic configuration of limbs, same base details. Make it a little shorter, a little pointier, tint it green or red or gray... so many diverse and dazzlingly different races, but so many seemed to share that commonality. Jormun, kenku, tortles, gnolls... their journeys had been studded with encounters with folk who didn't fit that mold, but so often, they carried that sense of otherness. Deprived of community, stuck being the only example of their kind. Or, in some cases... worse. They recall Arakosh, trapped in a jar, atrophying away as a mere thing to be solid. Synn, hating the form she'd been given, seeing herself as doomed, cursed, monstrous. Eska...
...They aren't going to let that grief creep in.
Be sunlight, be warmth, prove you're not a monster. There's kindness in the hearts of the people who see them as alien; they just have to push through that phase where they don't understand each other yet.]
Suppose it isn't surprising that it would be the same on Soggy Island. Well, guess they'll have to get used to having a tortle about! I might not be built for blending in, but I'm definitely built for getting along!