You upgraded the Ship to become a
Back-Up Base in case of Major FUBAR acquiredThe left wrist is acting up again.
On a plus note the ergonomic keyboard will arrive in three/four days.
Your wench appears to be well fed and happy, if a bit...
"Can I leave?"
"No." A snailman replies.
"Can I leave?"
"No."
"Can I leave?"
"no."
"Can I leave?"
"No."
"Can I not leave?"
"Yes."
The Wench looks at the snailman with a dirty look. Then, she gazes at you.
"You can't leave," you bring your hands up. "Ask something else."
"Can I watch television?" she pouts.
"Uhm..."
"Or can I study? I have college you know, I'm working as a Luchadores-bar wench part time to pay my tuition for college and I would like to..."
"Yes, you can study," you nod. "Uhm...what about tutoring? Could you tutor someone too?"
"Oh, yes, actually I'm studying to become a teacher..."
You maniacally laugh with pleasure.
"EXCELLEEEENTTTT. I just needed a private tutor for my daughter and the kids, you see...someone with an unbiased view..." you smile and then unchain the girl. "IT's not like you can escape from here anyway. Just to be on the safe side of the force however..."
You attach a giant iron ball to her ankle. "There. No running away."
She looks at you with a contrite expression.
"Really?"
"Yes." You nod. "Have fun and...well...I do have a lot of money just laying around unused. You can take a bucket or two for college!"
"Better than selling blood," she mumbles, before giving a hesitant nod. "All right...I'm in."
"Excellent..."
And with that, Cerulean is pretty much settled even for college.
Ah, it warms your heart to think about her bright future.
You didn't even ask the Wench's name but...does it actually matter?
"My name isn't Wench, you know," she mutters acidly. "It's...Charoline."
"Charoline? Like Gasoline only with 'Char'?"
"..."
You head over to the sacrifice system, and upon it you sacrifice...
"BY THE BEARD OF ODIN AND THE BLOOD OF THE NAZGHUL! I SUMMON YOU FORTH...SOMETHING MANLY!"
since no blood was specified, I assume you are referring to the Wench Blood.
What appears next in a flash of light is...
A
She.
You're pretty sure by the way she holds on to her axe and her...wooden forms appear that...wait, she's...
You summoned a Figurehead!She is wearing a loincloth to cover her indecencies however...more like she's been painted a loincloth over her wooden asexuate lower side.
"Crack." She utters out, lacking vocal chords.
"Crack?"
"Creak."
"Creak?"
"Crack. Creak. Crock..." then she coughs out splinters.
"Ah...splinters in the throat." You nod sagely. "Happens all the time."
I'll reiterate one last time, because I don't want to seem like the Evil Bad Gm who blocks the players. Most recipes are generic. Deadbody+magic= Zombie.
Blood of Wench+something= Succubus+specialization.
You can summon a barbarian with simply Two Ingredients...
You are still in Upkeep. Build Guardogs, Wuffle-cogs...or try to build Hammer-Cogs?as stated above, wrist starts acting up once more...might be better by tomorrow hopefully...it's clearly tied to the weather though (Raining soonish here)