"I'd be a lot warmer and a lot happier with a bellyful of mead." (I haven't felt temperature in six years and my happiness subroutine is stuck in a permanent loop of false contentment send help)

Idea came from a Discord conversation. It was such a funny idea and so different from what I normally do with my characters that I thought this would be a fun change of pace. Poor Bjornulf is now an amalgamation of videogame jank and NPC dialogue wrapped up in some humorous existential horror of watching himself glitch into oblivion.