You make contact with your cult in a secluded spot. A hole in reality appears, and you see your priestess who looks annoyed. She does a quick arcane gesture of some kind, then pays attention to you.
Salutations, lord. What gives me the honor of this conversation?Sarcasm is beneath you. I'm here to request resources.Already?I need food for some starving locals, to add them to my cult and overthrow the local cannibal.How do those people always get power? One of the worst chiefs we ever had ate half the tribe before we just made him split open. Everyone knew he was bad, but still we allow-.FOCUS. Send some food to this place for now, they're starving, so get a lot. Also, get some converters ready for the journey to this godsforsaken village.Taking control through superiour kindness?Correct.You smile evilly, as all demons,entities and other god-spawn are suckers for acting like everything is a play or movie, and sever the connection
The food arrives in a few hours. The carts unload and the village stands in shock for a few seconds before a fight erupts. People rushing to get to the food, gathering as much as they possibly can. People are getting trampled, fistfights are already starting.
As amusing as it is, you need to stop it. You climb atop the carts, and use your booming, deep voice to attempt calm everyone down with a loud
Silence!Everyone stops, and looks at you.
Here I grant you food, and you squander it with petty squabble while there is enough for all! Is this how you deal with everything!? Wasting energy, time, family for a problem easily solved by fighting among yourself!?The crowd looks ashamed. Excellent.
Line up, and take your food! Then, I wish to begin what should have happened a long time ago! REVOLUTION!You hold your fist in the air, and the crowd follows. Chants of "down with Melvin" and other similar ones start appearing.
Now, feed! Feed your families, your neighbors, yourself. Then gather your resolve, and join me for your freedom and life!You feel sort of cold. This act counts as a "good" one, which does not conform to your nature. You shake it off quickly though as the crowd cheers, and Seum looks impressed from the sidelines. You jump off the cart and wander over to... well, Wander.
Nice speech. You just carried these guys from despair to revolution.I'm impressed, yeah. But we do need a plan if we're going to assault Melvin. We can't just throw peasants at the problem until it goes away.Why not?Casualties?Oh, right. I suppose that matters.Boy it's gonna be fun when you finally but heads, innit?
[spoiler]HP: 12/20
Fatigue:23/30
Status: Solid form
Ways of doing damage: Poison Claws. Fangs.
Evil: 13/20
Bases: Underground complex inside city, tower, large temple.
Cult members: 42
Underlings :Goblin tribe. Basic workers(around 30 of them)
Inventory: Artifact amulet, Sweet protective clothing, 405 gold pieces
Party: Seum, Wander and you
Inventory: 305 gold pieces, basic weaponry, a glowy stone,A shortbow(three arrows), a maul, oil-covered reinforced leather armor, slightly melted flame mechanism, light leather armor. (Seum has a rucksack).
Way of travel: HOERS.
Spells
Illusion
Vessel empowerment.
Cult supplies
Weapons and armor, Hammer of the Avatar. Basic food supplies, 13000 coins. A werewolf.
Poisonous animals.
Trading:
Rotten fruits, Deathrot ( of all kinds, poison, alchemy and home defense), goblin weaponry on occasions
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