STUFF
The Lyr exist, winged creatures that are light to the point of being almost radiant. They are vaguely humanoid, but with strong infusions of bird species, most often owl-and/or-crow...
Anbas attempted to bless the Lyr, so that when it was their time to die they would always have a gentle and peaceful end.
This works. When it is any Lyr's time to die, fate will always bend it so that the death of each is as gentle and peaceful as possible.
The problem is that each Lyr becomes aware of their future death. Freezing to death, dying in their sleep, dying from a numbing poison, slowly bleeding to death, death by drinking too much fermented fruit juice, from magic, from disease...
The Lyr will be very lucky when it comes to avoiding violent, painful deaths.
And very UNlucky when it comes to trying to avoid gentle, peaceful deaths.
And each of them becomes very, very vaguely aware of it. Eating the wrong thing... getting cut... feeling cold... being half-awake... being asleep... something about magic...
The Lyr will always be fun-loving, enjoying the world around them with a playful zest and energy.
...The only thing is, it makes them a bit reckless. They'll try anything once (well maybe the first time was a fluke? Better try it twice?), and the temptation to do something that they think might turn out well is very hard for them to resist (especially since luck seems to watch over them when it comes to actually dying painfully)..
This message was last edited by the GM at 17:13, Tue 05 Jan 2021.