I've got a spell book, my dude. I copy down shit from other wizards. A lotta spells come from experimentation and then they pass that shit on, but like, I'm not stupid enough to try making up my own shit.
[That's how to get exploded, and he likes all his limbs where they are.]
Nah, it's a plane? Like there's twelve of them in most realities, uh... hang on.
[That "hang on" is so Taako can scoot back a little so that when he casts minor illusion, the whole thing is in view.
What he creates is one blue-green-silver disk that's being orbited by eleven other disks of varying colours, from amethyst to emerald.]
The one in the middle, that's the material plane, so like, the observable universe including planets and shit. Then you've got the astral plane, that's where dead thugs go. [He gestures to each disk as he references them.] Celestial plane is where the gods kick it. The elemental, light and shadow, and magical planes are where that like... raw energy for the material plane comes from, but it's filtered through the ethereal plane so that we're not like on fire fucking constantly or what have you. I guess the plane of thought kinda filters through as well, but that's where like, uh, where creativity and innovation come from, you know? Only this one family in my world found a way to peek straight into it and started stealing ideas, trains and robots and elevators and shit.
[That's why his world is more advanced than it should be, for a bullshit fantasy world.]
And there's your planar system 101. I've seen 'em all, it's fucking wild.
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[That's how to get exploded, and he likes all his limbs where they are.]
Nah, it's a plane? Like there's twelve of them in most realities, uh... hang on.
[That "hang on" is so Taako can scoot back a little so that when he casts minor illusion, the whole thing is in view.
What he creates is one blue-green-silver disk that's being orbited by eleven other disks of varying colours, from amethyst to emerald.]
The one in the middle, that's the material plane, so like, the observable universe including planets and shit. Then you've got the astral plane, that's where dead thugs go. [He gestures to each disk as he references them.] Celestial plane is where the gods kick it. The elemental, light and shadow, and magical planes are where that like... raw energy for the material plane comes from, but it's filtered through the ethereal plane so that we're not like on fire fucking constantly or what have you. I guess the plane of thought kinda filters through as well, but that's where like, uh, where creativity and innovation come from, you know? Only this one family in my world found a way to peek straight into it and started stealing ideas, trains and robots and elevators and shit.
[That's why his world is more advanced than it should be, for a bullshit fantasy world.]
And there's your planar system 101. I've seen 'em all, it's fucking wild.