The Littlest Identity Crisis
Your Mini-Adventurer looks up at you with eyes unclouded by age and fear, as though <he's/she's> seeing the world for the first time. For a moment, <he/she> seems almost angelically happy--but then blinks, frowns, and kicks the dirt at <his/her> feet.
"What's the matter, little <dude/lady>? you ask.
"I'm having a--oh, what's the word, they're all so new--is it 'pineapple' or 'existential crisis?' Probably existential crisis," <he/she> responds. "Why am I here? What should I do? What is my purpose?"
"Oh, that's easy," you answer. "You're here because I cloned you from my DNA. You should help me out in combat. And as for your purpose--"
| You're a Seal Clubber! |
Your Mini-Adventurer salutes and hefts a frozen club. "I'll do my best!" <he/she> says.
| You're a Turtle Tamer! |
Your Mini-Adventurer puts on a tiny turtle helmet and raises a miniature turtle totem. "I'll do my best!" <he/she> says.
| You're a Pastamancer! |
Your Mini-Adventurer raises a pasta spoon and summons some tiny ribbons of fettuccine. "I'll do my best!" <he/she> says.
| You're a Sauceror! |
Your Mini-Adventurer produces a tiny saucepan and ladle. "I'll do my best!" <he/she> says.
| You're a Disco Bandit! |
Your Mini-Adventurer ties on a tiny domino mask and practices <his/her> disco moves. "I'll do my best!" <he/she> says.
| You're an Accordion Thief! |
Your Mini-Adventurer whips out a tiny accordion and plays a little mariachi riff. "I'll do my best!" <he/she> says.
Occurs first adventure with a Mini-Adventurer that does not have a class.
Notes
- Does not consume an adventure.
- Female characters see the following image instead:
