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On the 8th day of Astul in the sixth year of Gostul the Just

I found a magic tome in the Library of Jissandria the Wicked that will, when give the correct invocation, catalog all the works of one author, and where those works can be found. This will be extremely helpful in tracking down Gadeon.

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I sometimes run across a blogspot page, and just want to see all the posts in order in a simple table form. Now I can.

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Source Materials

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Bottomless Pits by Rogue Prismatic Golem is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
Based on a work at https://rogueprismaticgolem.blogspot.com.

Insane Ramblings

The thirteenth day of Foculchstar in the fourth year of Gostul the Just

I found Siljar. He was Gadeon's mentor and friend. The magic has corroded his mind. All I got from him were insane ramblings.

I continue to seek Gadeon.

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Ever tried to play an insane NPC? Finding the right thing for them to say can be tricky at best. I wrote a little utility to help. Give it source text, and it will use markov chaining to create a string of words that seem realistic, but cannot stand up to scrutiny. If you really want to be brave with it you can fill the source with your DM notes.

The text from Paradise Lost was obtained through Project Gutenberg.

Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, Heavenly Muse, that, on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That shepherd who first taught the chosen seed In the beginning how the heavens and earth Rose out of Chaos: or, if Sion hill Delight thee more, and Siloa's brook that flowed Fast by the oracle of God, I thence Invoke thy aid to my adventurous song, That with no middle flight intends to soar Above th' Aonian mount, while it pursues Things unattempted yet in prose or rhyme. And chiefly thou, O Spirit, that dost prefer Before all temples th' upright heart and pure, Instruct me, for thou know'st; thou from the first Wast present, and, with mighty wings outspread, Dove-like sat'st brooding on the vast Abyss, And mad'st it pregnant: what in me is dark Illumine, what is low raise and support; That, to the height of this great argument, I may assert Eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men.

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Source Materials

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Insane Ramblings by Rogue Prismatic Golem is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
Based on a work at https://rogueprismaticgolem.blogspot.com.