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57. Because with magic, my creativity and imaginary can be shown to all I meet. If I can dream it, it can come to pass and all can watch in awe or caused to tremble at the magic's beauty.
Heh, I would be a wizard much as one would want to be an artist or musician... more particularly an illusionist.
58. As man i want a socally acceptable reaon to wear a womans dress.
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59- 15 minute workday.
60. I stole a book from the library of an eccentric old recluse on an estate near my home.
Upon opening it and memorizing the first entry which was some archaic writings supernaturally had the aptitude to decipher - I could magically lift and move small object with this spell!!
But the energy required from reading and storing this spell was enormous.... I must exercise this intellectual muscle...
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59.5 Faith Magic is powered by Faith. Until I see otherwise I refuse to believe in these beings called gods.
It would seem you have yet to travel outside the material plane, once you do meeting the beings called gods and seeing them for yourself is more then possible.
The point stands, not all look favorably on or even allow a 15 minute workday
61) Because I wanted to crush my enemies, see them driven before me, and hear the lamentations of their women.
And unlike the damn barbarian, I wanted to be able to do it by myself.
62) sheer unadulterated laziness. I like to read, but that's it. Everything else needs to be easy.
63. Stricken by a debilitating disease in childhood and housebound during an extended recovery period, I turned to the study of magic as a way to compensate for physical shortcomings.
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64. The gods don't want me, I don't know which end of a longsword goes through my enemy's head, I don't feel like getting three meals of torture a day for screwing up thievery, and the last time I tried to jest in the town square, a half-orc punched me in the throat. Wizarding's all I've got left.
64. The gods don't want me, I don't know which end of a longsword goes through my enemy's head, I don't feel like getting three meals of torture a day for screwing up thievery, and the last time I tried to jest in the town square, a half-orc punched me in the throat. Wizarding's all I've got left.
That was great.
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65. I looked at the fact I was smart, and what Could I do with it?
I could be an expert and learn tons of skills and earn a pittance working for others the rest of my life.
I could be a Witch, live in a smelly hut in the forest stirring a cauldron and risk being burned at the stake by religious nuts.
I could be an Investigator constantly poking my nose into other people's business and risk getting it cut off as they tried lethally to hide those secrets I was unearthing.
I could be an alchemist puttering over caustic liquids, volatile explosives, and flesh-warping mutagens while battling my tendencies to say "This time, it'll work perfectly!"
Or I could be a wizard using long-established spells and powers to warp reality to my liking, ending up rich, powerful and respected.
Guess what I picked?
==Aelryinth
67. I can throw fireball or lightning bolt. Are you really going to quibble about what I call myself? I didn't think so! :)
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68. I looked at the cruel world I lived in, ruled by small minded tyrants who answer only to petty, vindictive gods, and I said to myself "I can do better than them." The more powerful I grow, the larger my sphere of influence becomes. It may take millennia, but I can become strong enough to destroy all those who would oppose me, and rebuild this world as I see fit.
69. Because when you are a 6'4 half-orc, everyone just assumes you're a barbarian. They're always ready for a guy with a sword, but a guy who can shoot lightning from his hands? Not so much.
70. Because I can't stand the sight of blood, but I love the smell of barbecue.
73.) Because I just couldn't let that big firey demon pass.
74.) Because Create Pit is less economically prohibitive than literally digging a pit
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75.) I wanted to participate in a spelling bee, and I know Wizards can spell things.
76) It's easier to surpass your master when he's a fellow mortal, rather than a deity as the divine classes have.
77) Wanted to stay in academia, but also wanted direct practical applications.
44. Its the only real excuse for humans having dwarf-length beards.
Hm. I wonder if "humans with dwarf beards" is the fantasy "blackface"?
64. The gods don't want me, I don't know which end of a longsword goes through my enemy's head, I don't feel like getting three meals of torture a day for screwing up thievery, and the last time I tried to jest in the town square, a half-orc punched me in the throat. Wizarding's all I've got left.
The sad thing is he would have made a great monk.
78.5 (also 35.9) -
I put on my robe and my wizard hat
80 - because my devil father cast me out to find my mortal mother and I figured learning how to planeshift myself would be less tedious.
81 - because my scorpion and I can't stand going second.
82 - my great grandfather built walls out of mud. My grandfather built walls out of wood. My father built walls out of cement. I love my family but I wasn't built for manual labour.
83- Because I want it to be 'just a Tuesday' for me when I get my revenge.