So, Mistress told me to find out if one of the tall ones is in possession of a bunch of curtains. It's been strange ever since I left the cities and followed Mistress, everybody is far taller here. Not that it stops me from getting things done, mind you. People adore me, even now that I'm just the tiniest bit dead. I'm still beautiful. My fur shines, and I remain very large. More of me to love, and they love to give me treats, as well. The little fools, a little cuddle against the legs and they melt like putty. I don't actually need any treat any more. Food isn't an issue once you're dead, but I still love it. It's not the taste, it's the feeling of victory at getting something out of the tall ones and small ones. Ah, but I shan't distract myself from my duty. It's not in my nature to follow the orders of someone, but there's something about the Mistress that makes it so appealing. And she's been good to me, allowing me to play with the darlings from time to time. Her children, I believe. The spawn looks similar to the mother, but something about them... they're the best. Maybe I just share Mistress' opinion on them or something. Of course, her other companions are nice, too. Except the newest one, even though she's sort of like Mistress. Something is wrong about that one, even outside of Mistress' opinion. She smells weird, and she projects this sort of magic that doesn't feel good to cats.
Hm, I've been giving her the cold shoulder.
That will teach the lowlife.
Speaking of lowlifes, I've managed to trail the curtain merchant back to his abode. He doesn't suspect that I am following him, which is of no surprise. None are more stealthy than me, I was king of the city for a reason. 12 years of rule. Maybe I was getting on the years, which is likely why I died. Death had to come for me while I was sleeping, or else there would have been a fight. And who else would be chosen to be brought back? None can compare.
I chased the lowlife inside, he didn't even notice me as I went through the door behind him. The place is dark, darker than the tall ones can usually see in. No problem for my eyes, of course. In fact, my night vision only improved since I died. I flicked my tail in disdain as the lowlife continued walking. Well, well, a secret staircase behind a bookshelf? Classic. I saw a few gang members use few of those back when I allowed them to squat in my territory. I enjoyed how they attracted mice with their food. Delicious little things... I waited for a moment, sitting by the side, as the lowlife wnet down. IF he turns now, I'd have nowhere to go. I may be a vicious killer, but the tall ones might just get the upper hand. Not to mention, it's hardly worth the effort, is it?
I followed after a small while, following the lowlife's scent, and after only a short while, there was a new room. No door. Everything looks a bit more like a shoddily made cave, here. The short ones would lynch this man for such poor tunnelwork. Not to mention all the piles of sand around here.Truly disappointing. I kept up on my chasing, and eventually found what Mistress is looking for. A large selection of mannequins, each of them with one of those ugly curtain outfits on. You can't really count, but you do know that this is more than Mistress knew about. However, the shopkeeper is still walking. As he goes, he begins to shake off his clothing. It soon becomes clear to me that this thing isn't a normal tall one. It's not orc or human. It has some kind of bug-like qualities? Tough skin, awful smell, strange little see-through wings... At the end of the room, it picks up a mask. A skull, with an odd ring behind it, five metal spikes connecting it to the main piece.
That's that cult Mistress tends to worry about. Interesting.
This tall one is a bit more than he lets on. You feel some distress coming from the Mistress, and you decide to head back while the tall bug-person begins chanting. I'm out of there in a jiffie, though I can't open the door on my own. I'll just hide in the furniture until the fool opens the door again.
The things you suffer through for her...
Alright, looks like this is a completely artificial shortage, and it's not for money. The cult of the Gestating God is just present.
Fuck.Start planning some murderPurge the unclean, suffer not the heretic to live. Make the city awareLet others do the deleting for you.Just steal the outfits and skedaddleThis is NOT worth your time.OtherBasic Stats
Level: 13
Health: 60/60
Sanity: 50/65
Poison stings: 1/1
Restraint 3/3
Mana: 50/50
Corruption: 5/10
Thirst: Sated
Children
Adam 8/8
Alice 9/9
Cactus 10/10
Items and equipment
Items:
410 gold coins
14 outfits
1 fancy outfit
Magic Cookbook.
5 rations
Equipment:
Ram Dao
Scimitar
Bone scimitar
First Tome of Eternal Darkness
D-VA armor
Skills and spells
Magic:
Resurrect vermin: Allows you to resurrect very small creatures such as rats(invests 2 of your max mana) (no mana cost)
Resurrect average beast: Allows you to resurrect creatures such as dogs, cats and other similar-sized creatures.(invests 7 mana) (no mana cost)
Resurrect Humanoid: Allows you to resurrect humanoid creatures. (Invests 10 mana) (Costs 14 mana)
Reshape minion plus!: Allows you to majorly change the appearance of your resurrected minions.
Control Undead: Allows you to attempt to control an undead that doesn't belong to you. (mana cost of 2 per second, unmastered)
Minion Vision: Allows you to see what a minion sees. The minion must have eyes.
Disintegrate undead: Delete a corpse you currently control.
Animate Piece: Allows you to animate just a piece of dead tissue. It requires your constant attention, and cannot act independently. (Drains 0 mana)
Graft: Allows you to use dead tissue as a replacement limb. Requires a lot of mana. (1 per second) (average limb takes around 20 seconds to properly graft)
Gather Soul: Allows you to make a soul visible. You could try putting it in a flame of some sort to keep it around. (9 mana)
Soul battery: Allows you to use a soul-infused flame as a small mana-boost. This snuffs it out, however
Undead flashbang: Allows you to blow up a minion for a flash-bang effect. (9 mana)
Stitch: allows you to close a wound and stop bleeding as fast as you can stitch. Costs zero mana, but requires something to stitch with.
Siphoning Cloud: Breathe out a cloud that drains the life from victims and gives it to you. Adds a LOT to intimidation (4 mana)
Smoke Cloud: Breathe out harmless but thick smoke. (1 mana)
Deathbolt: A bolt that hurts the body's connection with it's soul. Causes minor wounds to appear over the body as it attempts to compensate (1 mana)
Doombolt: A more powerful version of the above (4 Mana)
Pinworks: You can apply spells into a bone spike, relative to the size of the victim. You can also make traps if you use an offensive spell. Allows creation of free zombies.
Companions
Tom(cat) (stuck)
Poopsoup(Pigeon)
Skills:
Claws: Your arm has been replaced with a powerful claw. This is BOUND to you, and cannot be removed.
Pride: You have a mind-controlling leech in your arm. This is so mindblowingly unethical/illegal it would put you in "kill on sight" status with a lot of organisations/people.
Broodmother: Once per day, you can sting something to create spiderlings, which are large, clever spiders that adore you by default. Your instincts cause you to be VERY protective of them.
Crossbow usage: Novice
Adaptation: You regenerate mana faster than most
Gun usage: Novice
Oral Fixation: Can cast spells spells from the mouth.
Draining: Can drain blood using fangs.
Major experience in blocking and swordplay.
Climber
Crafty: Bolas
Cooking skill: Excellent
Corpse Cutting: Quite Decent.
Animal handling: inexperienced.
Necromantic knowledge
Soul Sniffer