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[Gwolfski]

Also how long is two turns?

((anywhere from a few days to months))

[Amperzand]

(My own schedule renders updates highly unreliable. There should be one up today. They currently represent a week of game-time.)

[Amperzand]

[Fair warning, I wrote this hastily at 2:50 AM, expect typos and shittiness.]

With help from three of the Homelanders, efforts to repair damage to electronic systems begin swiftly and continue apace. Most of the damage, unfortunately, was to the most advanced research models, since the event didn't effect simple devices much. The basic things' damage, mainly further issues with their poor insulation, are repaired within hours, but much of the rest of the week is spent reconstructing lost developmental items.

Partway through the week one human by the apparent name of Moony attempts for the second time o kidnap a civilian, this time the Magus Patham. Given that his first attempt was driven by an apparent urge to convert the living into baggage, and that he swiftly resorts to violence, this attempt is met with police brutality and an internment in the cells. All other factors being equal, he is likely to spend at least two weeks in solitary confinement, cooling his heels.

The unpredictable engineer, Gwolfski, succumbs to a Strange Mood, returning to his shoddy research shack with its attendant forging setup, apparently to advance the cause of steam. His co-conspirator, one Porkins, aids him in this endeavor with deliveries of food and material.

Elagn, having given what help he can to the electronics problem, begins testing of electrolysis machinery. The one functional generator, plugged into a water wheel downstream from the dam site, is used during off-hours and breaktime to run the experimental large-scale hydrogen/oxygen production machine. While the produced gasses prove problematic to separate, they provide a perfect opportunity to test the air-tightness of various proposed gasbag designs. Fine silk, waxed cloth, and simple leather prove inadequate, with some portion of the gas rapidly escaping even the smallest holes, and are likely too heavy for a proper flying machine.

An architect from the Mountainhome develops a sudden and uncharacteristic change in his personality, suggesting that he may have joined the ranks of Homelanders. It becomes difficult to tell, as he immediately claims a forge under the influence of another Strange Mood, forging a weapon of some kind.

Chaotic begins actively cultivating a relationship with the lower classes of the fortress, in addition to comprehensive information-gathering. While to two are somewhat at cross purposes, he gets rather better at hiding over the course of the week, and fosters a general, if apathetic, good feeling among a few families of Serfs.

Alchemists and doctors from the Mountainhome, acting on Homelander information none of the aforesaid have the experience to use, make great leaps in the development of various drugs and techniques. Future medical needs will have the benefit of painkilers, antiseptic principles, and anesthetic, with further research into the uses for low-concentration plant products continuing apace. Additionally, a crude form of marijuana has been produced from the flowering heads of an early fiber-hemp crop, the apparent farmers' tradition raising general morale somewhat.

Spoiler: Fish (click to show/hide)

While the details of the event largely escape you, it would appear that a truly immense quantity of energy was released in battle between magic-users over the course of several minutes. This is of little surprise, since minor skirmishes have been ongoing for the past several months, but the massive upturn of psychic attack, and gargantuan release of charged particles in the upper atmosphere, enough indeed to seem almost akin to a reasonable nuclear detonation, are something at least worthy of note. You decide to spend more time refining the details before making any conclusions, since your data is limited and unclear.

Spoiler: Murdoc/Fish (click to show/hide)

The two of you spend some free time preparing an unused storeroom with walls of smooth igneous rock for use as a containment chamber, something likely to prove useful for many projects, including this one. The process is complex, and your time to complete it limited, but you do make reasonable progress, especially with advice from the entity referring to itself as a lord. You do hesitate to take the thing's advice quite at face value, but ti has interesting ideas and helpful additional information.

[Amperzand]

[Update's up, I implemented the dice thing with suddenly drugs, since you got a low-level Good roll and had previously attempted to develop the field.]

[Imic]

Imic has completed hammerfury the wallops of doom

It is a silver warhammer. It is circled with bands of steel. It is circled with bands of iron. On the item is an image of a dwarf, a warhammer, and a badly - drawn goblin in microcline. The dwarf is holding the warhammer. The dwarf is striking down the goblin. On the item are some runes. The runes are glowing oddly.

https://m.imgur.com/I0suxQR

How do you post pictures on bay 12 forums?

[TheBiggerFish]

(([img]direct image url here[/img]))

[Amperzand]

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(To be clear, unless you specify abilities for the object this turn, it's just a well-made hammer. No artifacts of powers-as-the-plot-demands.)

[TheBiggerFish]

((If all else fails, make a goblinite-detecting hammer.))

[chaotic skies]

<<So a metal detector built into a hammer?>>

[TheBiggerFish]

((No.  Goblinite.))

[Amperzand]

(Do you mean a goblin detector?)

[TheBiggerFish]

((No, I mean, like Sting from the Hobbit, only a hammer.))

[Amperzand]

(That's what I thought. Certainly. I'd prefer moods take more than a week, but detecting goblins is fine. Don't expect it to be particularly useful though.)

[TheBiggerFish]

((This isn't HIS idea, though.))

[Amperzand]

[Indeed. I'll just wait to update until I get some more actions, shall I?]