hey again , I just got home and settled in from work . I can make the payment and trade with you whenever you ' re ready . <| sep |> Turned down an invitation to grab a slice from my favourite pizza place . I wanted to go but I literally have no idea what the calorie count is . I wouldn ' t be confident in my ability to guess within 500 cals . Dammit . <| sep |> There ' s a really easy card game called Love Letter that my family likes to play . unofollowthrough has some great ideas . <| sep |> For me it was Riverthorn Thornriver . He began his journey as a PC , but became an NPC when his player left due to scheduling . Anyway , one of the last things River had done was attempt to become a blacksmith , but the teacher he chose was . well , insane . read a gnome During strength training , his teacher had stood on his chest , and gave him a kiss full on the mouth . Seeking the sweet release of death after experiencing this , River dropped a barbell on his own head . He was knocked unconscious , but stabilized , and was later dragged out by the rest of the party . River would resume training with a different blacksmith , but he was never quite the same . He stared off into space a lot . He would stand still when the party walked off . He didn ' t speak , instead communicating with crazed Mmmmm ' s . Once , when instructed to get used to the heat and fires of the forge , he put a plank of wood across the top of it , and stood on it . For a day . When his friends finally remembered to come back for him , the board he was standing on had caught fire . And he fell in . While his friends struggled to get him out of the forge , River dropped unconscious , but again , stabilized . When he finally came to , he was spouting nonsense about the Firehawk , and how he longed to be one with her . It was clear River had found a second deep end to jump off of . Nevertheless , the party needed a meat shield , and also had nowhere else to put him , so he came with them on a few quests . This ended when River , having been set on fire , dove headfirst into an orphanage , killing just about everyone inside in the ensuing blaze . River sustained enough damage to fall unconscious , but he stabilized . Repeatedly . Having now twice survived burning to death , as well as a few earlier impalements during the previous quests , the party began to wonder if something was wrong with him . Ultimately , it was discovered that in his moment of longing for death , he had been cursed . Anything which failed to kill him would become , to him , nonlethal . So far , that meant stabbing , fire , and blunt force trauma to the head . The list would only grow . At some point , River lost a hand . In fact , if I recall correctly , he cut it off himself as an intimidation tactic . He survived the shock , of course . Rather than replace it , he had the wrist nub capped in metal , had the symbol of the Firehawk etched into it , and started leveling in cleric . His arm nub became the origin point of his cleric spells , including sacred flame . He had his own holy flamethrower arm now . After winning a gladitorial match , the party earned a bar . River was usually elected bartender , and very quickly became known for drinking and serving drinks that he ' d set on fire . He would down these drinks in one chug , without blinking . He never took drink orders , simply handing customers mugs of fire . He didn ' t blink as much as he used to . And he still longed to die . But in all the adventures he shared with the party , nothing killed him . Edit Thanks for the gold kind stranger ! I will be sure to use it to rebuild the orphanages River left burned in his wake !