Fly around happily in dreamland.
doot doot doot. You see various very large, flightless birds, humming and beeping. Neato.
Oh. Well, in that case, Dar's going to stay hidden, and watch them start to work. I want to say he won't attack if they're not doing anything invasive... but he doesn't really believe that's a possibility, so he's going to start buffing, drawing the rage of fire into himself. He'll attack once they seem distracted by their work--standard anti-twoleg tactics, go for the neck, rip and tear, leap to the next, repeat. Use a blur gem charge, too.
(5)(6)(2) You leap and slash, sending one of the beings reeling backward, to fall back against hte cavern wall, before leaping onto the next: a jumble of plantlike amterial. You slash, tearing chunks of organic matter from the being, and getting entangled in it's mass. A hand reaches in and grasps your neck, pulling you free.
"what in the eleventh hell are you doing, cat?"Of course I am! Sane enough to talk, unlike those stupid peasants! They were trying to eat me, the fools! They got what they deserved for daring to hurt a king.
And I am not "Dinner", I am Rex Bracchium the First, the Octopus King! My kingdom is everything under the water!
Now tell me, where am I? Why I am on this crate?
Who is this guy? How does he talk? Is he a leader or an important figure? Or maybe just another servant?
If he leaves, try to break the crate to get out.
Well, you can't see him through the crate, so you have no idea if he is a master, servant, or rogue scoundrel here to kill, steal, and destroy.
"Hoo boy. a delusional misfit, eh? Well then, what is it you would like to do, yer royal high-pain in the ass-ness? Wanna work the kithcen and show these worthless cretins how it's done? Or, you looking for more fools to fight? BEcause we have a place for that, too, you know. Just, not in my kitchen. Hear?"
Search for the omega doctor ask him:
"Mind telling me what particularly happened to me? I remember fighting some rabscallions, getting winds, having some weird bubbly stuff surround me and then light being brough into it and chains, chains everywhere. Comforting yet confusing and haunting as chains of ephemeral nature should be."
"Hmm. you look to be undead, lad. Were you undead before?"
Me points go into Strength and General Knowledge, bringing those both up to 0.
”Man, the reception on this thing sucks. Let’s see if...”
Try finding something going on inside the base.
There's an octopus waging war against the kitchen, there's an undead talking to a doctor, a cat fighting some doctors, some shady dealings going down along one edge of the base, and ... there are several groups of what appear to be veterans doing something to several of the links to elsewhere. Ooh! there's a gambling hall, and a fight ring. Looks like kickboxing just ended, and Irish fisticuffs is beginning! You also note several acts of eroticism in various places. I'll say no more about those, though.
"Reply: Honestly, this one cannot remember much from that briefing. But merely the fact that there was one puts it ahead of this mission's briefing.
Complaint: Now, This one does want to point out the fact again that it had to disable one of its teammates with extreme prejudice, as to not lose the entire mission goal. Then there was the part near the end where it had to do the preperations for the teleport spell by itself until the captain came along. Honestly, this one feels as if it went through more trouble than it should have to ensure the mission goal was met.
Query: Perhaps this effort deserves a special upgrade? This one has the Clockwork Dust upgrade that is honestly...well...gathering dust so the speak, so that could easily be replaced with something more useful. If nothing else, this one's chassis can still carry more gear, this one thinks.
Satisfied Query: This one feels better now that its complaint buffers have been emptied. This one stands ready to take on a small individual task, if you need something done between missions."
Complain. Try to bargain the complaint into perhaps a special specialization or powerful gear. Also inquire if they have a small-ish, individual mission for me.
You can change out your specialization if you like, or add some gear. I'm fine with either. As for missions, you can a) escort a person of interest back to Omega base, b)place seven portal sigils at specific locations, or c) slay a monster.
Pas'qet peruses Omega base, in search of someone who looks like they might know a thing or two about demons and the like. If he finds such a person, he sidles up to, and leans casually against, the nearest convenient vertical surface, crossing his arms and defocusing his bulbous, dead eyes in the vague direction of separate points off in the distance. Without turning his head to face and/or gore the individual, he coolly hums out the side of his beak,
"Hoooo, there, strangler. You wouldn't not'n happens'know where a cleverin' hook mites findsemselve a walrock's service, now wouldn't we not now?"
(If, for some reason, no walrock can be found, Pas'qet instead locates the closest thing they have to a kitchen in this backwards place, hoping to try the local cuisine.)
(5) you ask a guy with, like, the prettiest, vomit green, radioactively glowing eyes about warlocks, and he smiles that hideously delightful grin of death that warms your cockles or whatever you have in place of cockles. Looks like you've come to the right place.