Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27101994-20170103065354/@comment-27873981-20170106030215

BBQ: Primal, online. *Primal activates*

FP: Okay.

RS: Next place: The Standing Stones.

Mayflower: (through BR's mind) BR, report.

BR: (thinking) We're all good, Mayflower. Archaeologist has found some things that were prehistoric.

Archaeologist: (holding up the Vok Golden Disk) "To be or not to be; that is the question. This disk I hold, is it a record of what will be, or only what may? For if, the future is indeed imutably foretold, then my demise is but moments from the confirmation. For I, I could not live if not the master of my fate. But if the future can be changed, if this disk record merely one path of all the myriad ways the cosmos might conform, then its power is infinite, and yet, still limited. For it could be used but once, and in that change be rendered fiction, forevermore. I could destroy it! But no. T'would be a coward's answer. I will know the truth instead. Then, it will be either it, or me, that faces oblivion. Till then!...