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TheNeverThere
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Bolas awoke to teh sounds of two people talking. And they weren't guards. Odd...It seemed that the talking was coming form the direction of the empty cell, but that couldn't be. The cell empty. Bolas decided see what was going on and finally forced himself ot open his scaly eyelids. Blinking a few times to readjust his eyes, he saw two men, one in the cell, hooded, most likely a Rogue, and the other one had strange, yet symetrical markings, almost like tattoos, most likely a Deva, if he remembered correctly from his time spent scouring the DnD books, though he couldn't quite guess the class. Getting up, Bolas dusted himself off before walking to the bars of his cell. Calling across, he asked in Common, of course, though with a Draconic accent, "So, whatcha in fer? Assassinate da mayor? Steal a shipment of gold? Sleep with a fisherman's wife...or daughter? Or do dey t'ink yer a part o' da Plot? Cause ya know, dey hate da Plot ways out here. A man could get hung jest fer mentionin' it." Bolas, was, of course, a dragonborn, tan colored scales, silver eyes, and from another world, alone without any friends, stuck in a jail cell cause he happened to mention Google and how you could get knowledge on just about anything from it. The townsfolk had thought he was a looney trying to preach about some false god. Well, he figured that it be best to just try and fit in, keep the piece of paper, which he figured was his character sheet, a secret, and maybe even start a cult of Google just for the hell of it. After all, he was probably the only person in history to ever get pulled into his computer...or so he thought. He had arrived just the other day, after typing up yet another character on...something. He couldn't quite remember the specifics, for as soon as he had gone through the computer, he found himself falling, and hit his head on a rock. "Oh, by da way, you's two can call me," Now his speach shifted into a slightly more dignified tone, as he began to recite the long-ass title he had given himself, "Nicol Bolas, Sorceror-Priest of Google, Disciple of Samuel, Bane of the Dreadlord Pedos-Ursa, and Shining Light in the Darkness of ♃chan."