Turn 214
Three more Essences.
CMP [3+1+1=5]
POT [4+1+1=6]
CMP [2+1+1-1=3]
POT [5+1+1-1=6]
CMP [4]
POT [2]
Magus continues his meditation.
Doktor Diabolical:
"Hazards of the job, I guess. *Sigh* Well, at least I'm making progress."
Doktor Diabolical creates(-1) some robot parts tuned to transmutation(meaning they'll be better for making a robot with the ability to transmute things)(-?) using his chaotic +1/+1 essence and a ordinary +1/+1 essence. Afterwards, he makes 2 robots essences.
CMP [5+1+1+1=8]
POT [1+2+1+1=5]
LUCK [7]
CMP [5]
POT [4+2-1=5]
CMP [3+1-2=2]
POT [1]
Doktor conjured forth a pile of parts for a future factory bot. There was some good stuff in it, enough to make basically any kind of constructor. It would still need raw materials to make anything though, no matter generators in the pile. Automation! He was so close now.
Head back to the geysers.
Cuberac left the tower and returned to the geysers. He moved close to a particularly geyser rich plot The familiar stench of sulfur engulfed him. One of the geyser pools was glowing red, but otherwise the place was unchanged.
Summon 10 Sacrificial Blades (Massive -3 {Thats how I'm getting the 10 swords instead of just 1})
Use 5: +1cmp essences
{I believe the modifier you are looking for is "cluster"}
CMP [3+1+1+5-2=8]
POT [5+1+=6]
Skeliborn, deciding that he was not quite overburdened enough, conjured ten more blades. They were sharp, but brittle and would likely shatter swiftly if used in combat. It was good that he wasn't going to use them in combat, they were for use as expendables only.
Easter Sunday looks at his new creation with joy. He orders the queen to start laying eggs.
((Can I make essence in my current state?))
{*rolls* No, you are completely out of it}
While Easter was busy trying to overcome toxic shock, the queen he had summoned began making nest. It coughed up some goo and formed few cells out of it, and then carefully laid an egg in each of them.
Summon a glass needle bearing an imprint of (a copy of) the debilitating misfortune that the failed essence inflicted, using 2 +1/+1 essences.
CMP [1+1+1+2-1=4]
POT [4+1+1+1+2=9]
LUCK [7+2+1=10]
Gambler carefully looked over the glass needle held tightly between two fingers. On the very tip, almost invisible to the eye, there was something akin to fog. It was a curse of sorts, if the needle penetrated skin it would instantly cause the worst possible chance to occur. This was not to be handled lightly.
{Needle of misfortune (1 use). On impact, next LUCK roll is automatically 1, if no LUCK rolls happen, one happens at the end of turn.}
4 more essences
CMP [1+1+1=3]
POT [6+1+1=8]
CMP [5+1+1-1=6]
POT [5+1+1-1=6]
CMP [1]
POT [6]
CMP [3+1+1-3=2]
POT [5+1+1-3=4]
Seva mostly finished regenerating and the wall was as good as before. The marks disappeared but the memory remained. Ritual safety rules were not like most other rules, which were mostly suggestions. It was a really good idea to listen to these.
Make 2 essences.
CMP [3+1=4]
POT [3+1=4]
CMP [3]
POT [4]
Redrum continued conjuring more power while looking at the strange ooze he had accidentally conjured. It had finished what few bits of zombie it could find and began melting dead roots. it was doing some decent progress there, in a few months there won't be a root left in this swamp.
Ao slowly shook his head:
"Well, simply pondering on the nature of the door will get me nowhere. Should I experiment some more or leave it for better times?"
Glancing at his still-regrowing finger, mage signed. The interest was great, but so was the possible danger. He'll leave this door intact... For now. Until he gets power or understanding to see what's stored beyound its stone surface.
Remember door placing. Continue exploration while crafting 4 essences.
Ao began turning away from the door, but something strange caught his eye. There was something red on the door. The redness increased and to Ao it looked a lot like blood. He decided to do what any wizard would do in such a situation, i.e. poke with a finger. He didin't quite mange it, as he wisely retracted the finger when blood surged from the wall towards him. It began congealing in a figure, a humanoid figure, and whn last of the blood left the door and joined the figure, it changed, became more defined. Soon Ao saw that he was looking at a copy of himself. The copy spoke.
"This door is nothing but a meaningless reflection of a tangible reality. Its true form lies elsewhere."Having said that, the blood figure vanished. From the left wall walked out another figure. It seemed to be a mannequin wearing clothes of a butler and carrying a piece of clean cloth. Using the cloth, it wiped off the stone door as if it was just some elaborate painting and left through now revealed purple wall. As if this wasn't enough, there was something strange happening at Ao's feet. There was a trail of blood leading to a piece of paper. when Ao looked at the paper, he saw an ink sketch of the door, which soon vanished, replaced by writing. It read "Limui's power lies beyond". The writing too, soon vanished, replaced by a painted compass that somehow kept it's arrow pointing north.
(Words words words words words)
Chorkinaan listened intently to Viznor's speech, idly picking out important details and compressing the fine prose into a more simple format, one he wouldn't need an hour-long poetry review to parse. By the time Viznor had finished talking, Chorkinaan had six sentances of a simplified request for a complex artifact ready for his reply.
Why yes, certainly! Such an artifact would be a wonderful test for the process of creating subcolloids. However, might I recommend a cord as opposed to a chain? A cord composed of the same amount of material would have a much greater tensile strength - that is to say, be much harder to break by pulling on it - and have a greater length; its being a subcolloid would likely mean it can form rigid sections as well, which would behave extremely similarly to links of a chain. Either way, I'd be glad to create such an item for you.
In other news, though, my head's rushing with ideas and I may return to you for help with one of them some time soon. I hope to be able to pay you in shards when the time comes, but knowing T.O.A.M.'s policy on murder, fat chance.
Viznor appeared to be carefully considering his next words. Chorkinaan prepared to make 3 essences, you know, in case Viznor took longer than expected to think it over.
"That seems quite sensible."
"Shards are not a necessity. I am quite content with an exchange of spells or assistance, and my cloak is capable of receiving and storing essences made by other mages for my own use.".
As usual, use the yes/no book to make sure that everyone involved is being honest and that nobody will mess with the spell, myself included. Then we can get down to business.
Firstly, the base object. Use the knowledge we have gleaned from royalty's creation to create a subcolloid cord which can freely manipulate its own shape, and may move in whatever direction or way it pleases.
Now for Viznor's stuff. Forge a knowledge system which will both control the cord's abilities and subcolloid properties and magically listen to and obey my mind, allowing me to control it at will. Secondly, infuse the whole thing with a binding designed to restrain the magic of anything that becomes entangled, silencing it until the cord is removed.
End result: A subcolloid cord which is designed specifically for extreme mobility and flexibility, controlled at-will through mental commands, and silences things it entangles.
Use two knowledge essences +1 POT, two knowledge essences +1 CMP, three knowledge essences +1+1, and lesser blood power (+1+1). I'm going to ask that Chorkinaan use essences that add up to at least +3+3, since that's what I expended on his spell, but I don't particularly care how he divvies that up.
Take part in this combined spell. 4 +1/+1 essences.
CMP [4+1+2+2+3+1=13]
POT [6+1+2+2+3+1=15]
END [1+1=2]
CMP [3+1+1+4=9]
POT [3+1+1+4=9]
{What is "subcolloid"?}
It was a very complicated spell, pushing on the borders of knowledge for both mages. There was not quite enough power to replicate full effects of Royalty, but there was enough to achieve what Viznor wanted. The cord coiled like a snake as it was being forged, whipping out at the walls, covering them momentarily with tiny blue letters where it struck. It bent at angles that would be impossible to any actual cord of such thickness, but as the spell finished it calmed, falling to the ground, looking as some entirely unassuming steel cord. With the rush of magic gone, Viznor began thinking about a practical problem that he had missed before, namely, how to carry this without silencing himself, but that could wait. Everything could wait until this blinding headache passed.
{Viznor: Blinding headache 2 turns, can't cast}
{Ethereal string: Controllable by thought, silences on touch, dimensions are negotiable.}
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