Back in my room I find some of the other priest are there and trying to straighten things. Fortunately they did not throw anything out.

One heavy girl points to my food, "That is no good, it has been out to long."

I put it carefully back in the ice box, "How do you figure ?"

"Meats are only good for a day at most." she states. An older man points out, "Unless kept cold, then a week maybe."

I nod, and pull out one of the soft ice packs and hold it out to them, "Feel" he takes it and bounces it from hand to hand, "WHOA That is cold!" I nod, "Called Blue Ice, they never melt. Combined with the chest they keep my food items cool enough that I can keep meats for several days. Though I admit I do need to cook it soon. Lost most of my seasonings on the way here though so can't use my normal recipe."

The older man nods, "You come by the kitchen after breakfast I will have an oven you can use. Feel free to use our spices to."

I nod, "Thank you, that is most kind of you." he nods and wishes me a good night.

I thank the others for straightening the room to. It was most kind of them.

Once they are gone and I am alone, I sit on the edge of the bed and think. Even pray a little, "Lady Luck, Tyche, Tymora, Dame Fortuna, Thought I would cover all the names I know just in case you have a preference. Thank you for the extra helping of luck, I will try to use it for good. Mostly. Other than these little things though, I don't know what I am supposed to do or be doing for the honor of you and the other gods who sent me back to live in this world. I feel I owe something, but what .. I don't know."

A form appears, glances around then the image of me laying down happens and she pulls up a seat. "Hello Rob. I am Fate, or Destiny either works. You are one of the few who's destiny is not written. Good or Bad this life is for you to choose. You can stay here and become pretty wealthy with the things you know, or go out and explore the world. Seek adventure, which you will find, Chaos will make sure of it. It's like that. Be aware other gods are watching you now to. War finds your fighting style interesting and loved your battle with the brigands. You surprised him with that round house kick. He thought for sure you would only use your claws.

Order likes that you used reason to deal with situations and logic to. He is big on such. Laws only complaint is you jumped the walls. Though given the guards were asleep he accepted your actions. Lady Luck just likes you. You take some chances, but balance it with skill and admit when you don't know things. She knew you would do well in the Hall but not by how much. Oh and it was Chaos that allowed you to hear the satyr speaking to the mother dryad. He has a terrible crush on her. No chance with her, but he will keep trying. " I smile, "The wolf pup was his doing to. She, chaos, is fickle by nature but not malevolent, though some think so. She really wanted to see how you would handle the wood spirits. I think you did well. The treant's coming to your aid was most unexpected, but as you were nothing but polite when you landed on that one, it helped sway their decision to help you. They saw you were not a threat, just a lost traveler and sent you on your way."

I observe, "You like speaking in supposition don't you ?"

She shrugs, "It's a habit really. I am not supposed to be here really. But well, you’re a walking loop hole in the fabric of reality and I find that fascinating. You can actually Change people's destiny, just by talking to them. Those 6 men who tried to rob you the first night. The adventurers originally would have faced them and some would have been killed on both sides. But because it was you, and you reacted with logic to the first fellow. The gnome in the party saw that and did the same. Got the guards and told them about you and the thugs. Thus they took care of it and no one died. Because of that many futures have been rewritten. Despite what people think, I don't mind that. Let's me get creative. Fates change from time to time, especially with those that take chances. So I have to be flexible. Oh Denim, love the stuff, have a skirt of it now. Well in a couple weeks but time and me, we have an understanding. That tailor is actually one of the best in the world. You can tell him I said so. I have been to his shop a few times. As Dame Fortune actually. He thinks of me as a kindly if a little scatter brained lady. Mind you, I am not a goddess though some try to treat me that way."

I nod, "Force of Nature, Like Time, Life, Death, Chaos and Order." she smiles, "very good and yes and Nature to." I think then nod. "None of us actually Have a gender to speak of but we do like to pretend."

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I grin, "Forms given thought instead of the other way around ?" "Cute" she laughs, "Perception given form really." I nod, "Cool. I can grok that."

she claps her hands and laughs "Oh Please Please do drop that word and meaning in to the local language. I love that word."

I nod, "Grok, to understand intuitively." she nods, "That’s the one. It's a fun word and has much potential for philosophers and seekers and people who just want to sound smarter." I grin. "Not to be confused with Gronk, which is a nasty substance, like toe jam or such." she is giggling, "oh yes, that to. Two words, similar sounds and so many worlds apart in meaning."

"Your very being here is a cosmic level accident. Was not supposed to happen at all. You just fell through a Very big crack and lucked in to this world. Now as an Entity I am not supposed to interfere. But well, there is a junk shop across and up the street from the magic shop. They have gotten a very beaten up bag that is actually a bag of holding with a normal bag fitted over the opening to disguise it. It's a good disguise cause the man who hid it thus died 50 years ago and no one has discovered that trick yet. Nothing in the bag now but some dead bugs. Please empty the bugs outside of town. Inside of town, just the carcasses alone will cause a panic. The species is extinct but has a really bad reputation. Um, there is allot of dead bugs in that bag as it is one of the larger bags, so you may want to be a good way in to the woods. I would go east to. Just to be safe." I nod, "ok though coming from you, and no offense, I will expect trouble."

She grins, "Good. Keep on your toes and you will go far." then she is gone. I wait till her image of me disappears to. Though mostly because I was staring at it. It's not often you get to see a 3D version of yourself. So I soak it in and come to the conclusion I am now a nice looking man. Not classically handsome but good looking in a rough kind of way. Still no beard though. No idea why I can't grow a beard.

I lay down and think. Fate or Destiny -

Fate: A force that grants potential to all who are born, the force of free will and change - One who is Never crossed with Destiny at the same time as it creates a conflict in how reality works.

Destiny: a being who Loves Order above all things. So a loop hole like me would be bad not good. Going to have to be careful about this. I am obviously being watched. She made sure I knew it to. Also made sure she hid her visit and told me to spread words which she would not like to make me trust her. Yeah, bag of plagues. Heard stories about such items and the people tricked in to using them only to be hunted down and executed.

I sleep restlessly that night and the next morning, after breakfast I cook my chicken using my own spices (salt and pepper and cinnamon) wrap the chicken in the plastic bags of mine and then put them in my ice chest.

Next I go by the mages place. I look very serious, "I need your help. What do you know about destroying a cursed item ?"

He looks surprised, "Well this is not what I was expecting. What brings this about ?"

"I was visited by an evil spirit last night that tried to disguise itself as both Lady Fortuna and Fate and Destiny, which are 3 totally separate beings. It gave me allot of pretty common information about my life so far to convince me about who it was pretending to be. Then acting all nice it told me about a 'bag of holding' in a junk shop, disguised as a normal bag. It supposedly has some dead bugs in it and that I should empty it outside town. The East side specifically. Said it's a big bag and so lots of bugs.

Thing is I studied ancient civilizations and histories and I have heard this story before. Innocent duped in to trying to empty an endless bag full of 'dead insects' only they are not dead, they are dormant and the first rain that happens they awaken and you get a massive insect plague. The innocent is then identified and hunted down and ended for causing the plague."

He sits back and stares then getting up goes through his very impressive library. He finds the bag I mentioned, the description is the same as was given to me last night. Right down to the being who sent the fool out to get the bag, using their desires against them. No way is given to destroy it and containing it never works as the force just moves it. But it always happens when someone alters the 'Destiny' of an area beyond the control of the Gods of Destiny. They Hate it when free will messes up their plans for Order.

He sighs, "Well this is bad and only the first move they are likely to make against you."

I nod, thinking and then I grin.

"Is there a temple to the God or Gods of war here ?" I ask. He takes one look at my face and quakes, then tells me where I want to go.