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Iris Petal
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>Plant - Heads . Worm - Tails
>Results...Worm wins
You are a pathetic worm. A lonesome dung eater. Lower than dirt. A creature whose existence is only meant to be food and a lonely dirt turner. Truly the lowest form of monster ever birthed. Skin, soft and slimy, gives no protection, giving way to even the feeble human child steeping on you hard enough. Your mouth can barely even break though the cheapest leather armor, but the flesh of plague ridden rodents should be enough for you. Your only saving grace is that God forgot to give your kind the bare basic organs needed to sense, so They made it so your skin can do all that you would need to experience Their creation. Ah yes, the all so great existence as a worm.
If you are careful, you will live until the next morning.
But something about you is...different. You are a Masked Worm. All that has been said about worms still applies to you, of course. But as anyone with eyes can see, a thick mask completely made of bone covers your face. By far the most durable part in your entire body, that's not saying nothing either, being more than able to stop anything sharp from breaching it and getting to your tender flesh. But there's something even more, more than just a biological advancement. It has Emotion. Call it what you want, magic, psionics, whatever. The only thing you could really call it is Emotion. The mirror to your soul and mind.
>Mask of Sorrow (Mage): You see the truth in things
>Mask of Rage (Berserker): Nothing can put out your flame
>Mask of Love (Entrancer): All shall know your beauty
>Mask of Fear (Monster): Even the dirt you walk on will fear your name
>Mask of Joy (Ranger): None shall touch you at your high
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