Weird pig stuff
You should eat something, but to be honest? You don't even need to leave the tower. Somebody should have something in the way of food, and you've got a good idea of where to start looking. Those birdbrains probably have some food on them, and you have some sort of extra respect now, right? they won't mind if you steal something to nibble...
You wander back inside, and go upstairs. They are all fascinated by your... samples. You are kind of wondering how, exactly, they managed to get a jar of yellow liquid out of you, but you're going to give them the benefit of the doubt and assume they remained decent. They also have a very large chunk of meat, some of it looking rather burnt. They are probably comparing marked to unmarked flesh. Still, it's kind of creepy how much of it they have. That's two fists of meat, right there. Speaking of meat, you look around for something to munch on, but there's nothing here. Well, nothing you'd dare eat, to be honest, plenty of unidentified chunks lying around. Looks like these people don't snack when they're on the job. You shrug, and move on. None of the masks even noticed you.
You go back to your cleaning job, hoping that you'll find something along the way. There's plenty of edible stuff in the alchemy room, you're sure of it. You'll be busy in there for quite a while, either way, with all the bits and pieces that stain. You grab your cleaning supplies, and get started. There's already somebody working in here, a very twitchy-looking dwarf. Well, he's not a "dwarf"- dwarf. He looks to be a very short human. He lacks the stocky build, after all. His hands shake, and his breathing seems a bit short and panicky. You don't care, though, you've got a floor to clean. You get started on the opposite side of the room, and start sweeping up a pile of pink, glittery dust. You never liked glitter. The herpes of crafting supplies, your father called it, and you're rather inclined to believe it. The damn stuff gets everywhere. You make sure that you don't get it on your person, and bring it over to one of the three bins in the rooms. Most likely, people are still expected to clean their own mess a little, but that gets done as often as people read terms and agreements. As you clean, you take a look around the room. There's a few things here to fill your belly with, but of course, things might be a little... dangerous. You saw an apple earlier, but you noticed just in time that the stem was colored blue. You're not trying that...
Suddenly, the midget turns around, screams when he sees you, and drops some of the stuff he was holding. It falls to the ground, bubbling and hissing, as quickly starts to run without even a word. Before you can even call after him, a hand bursts out of the liquid! A fat, pink arm comes out of the small, bubbling liquid on the floor. More of the creature begins to crawl out of the floor, far more than what could possible come out of the small, bubbling puddle. Eventually, you see what lies before you. A mix between a man and a pig, squealing in rage. It looks like it was stitched, cut and burnt together out of all manner of parts. It's like a grotesque mockery of the human form. But most importantly, is that you recognize it.
These are the type of pigs that appeared during the ritual... You saw men twisting and tearing to form this creature.
It still roars, squeals and grunts for a while, and then it starts moving towards you. It's completely naked, and is holding a butcher's cleaver, serrated using with a random assortment of glass, wooden chunks and metal. The tongue sticks out of the mouth, and the breathing sounds labored and tired. You remove your sword from its sheath, and take your shield off you back and on your left arm. This thing is dying right here, right now! You charge forward at the lumbering abomination, looking to catch it off balance with a shield bash. It's too slow and stupid to get out of the way, but it's tough. It merely reels a little, and counterattacks! You take a hit to your side, made considerably worse because of the serrated edge. Some chunks of the weapon come loose in the wound, and you cry out in pain. You take a few steps back, and just barely manage to block the next hit of the cleaver with your shield. It's not fast, but by the gods is it STRONG. You are sent reeling, and take another few steps backwards. You shove against a table, knocking some things on the ground, but you're past caring on that part. The lumbering creature tries another swing, overhead this time. You try something different, and try to slash at the arm as it swings it's believable weight down on your shield. you gave it a nasty cut, but the blow still goes through, harming your arm. It squeals at you, sticking out its head in anger. Spit covers your face, and you jump to the attack! You go for a brutal stab to the chest, and go right through! The creature continues screaming and squealing as it drops the cleaver and tries to pull out the sword by the blade. It cuts off a finger before stopping, and then charges at you, spitting up blood and spittle. Before it even reaches you, an explosion of sound fills the room, and a flash of lightning strikes it in the back. Your sword acts as a conductor, and the whole pig lights up like a fireworks display! Electricity arcs from his teeth to the sword as its flesh cooks and boils. Then, it falls backwards, dead.
You look at your helper, and see the wizard from yesterday with his multicolor lightning. His massive beard and peculiar robe give the look of the most stereotypical wizard ever, but power seems to radiate off him. His eyes are a solid green, but soon they revert to a more normal coloring. Electricity arcs between his fingers, but that also fades. Eventually, he speaks.
Are you alright, miss? Sorry I could not come sooner, I was quite a ways up. If you are injured, you must speak to the Order, below. They know more healing magic than I do.T-thanks. You wince as the adrenaline fades and leaves you with the full sensation of shrapnel in your side.
Hold on, let me help.He envelops you in a teal glow, and telekinetically lifts you off the ground. He brings you to the order, and yells for them to help you as you are put on the table. You'd protest against this, but honestly, you probably shouldn't move too much. The order very rapidly begins to heal you partially, but they stop and remove some of the pieces from the cruel weapon by hand. You yelp, but it's not painful when they do it. You feel immediate relief.
Thank you. Seriously.No trouble... Here, have some chocolate.The man reaches inside his robe, and pulls out a large piece of brown chocolate.
What?I find that it helps for people that have been in a stressful situation. And you seem a little hungry.You take the piece of chocolate, and take a bite. As it turns out, chocolate is literally the best thing in the world. Your eyes light up as you have a first taste of the savory, sweet piece of paradise. You make a pleased sound as you eat the piece, and the wizard chuckles. You crawl off the table, and see the beakheads are collecting some the blood that leaked out of the wound.
Now, I'm sorry to ask this, but do you know where that creature came from? I've never seen anything like that... Hold on.The man takes another things out of his robe, a baggie of something. Then, he takes two mugs out of his massive sleeves (how does he keep them in there?) and finally a kettle of water from his breast-pocket. He makes the water boil in an instant using a strange blue flame, and adds what looks like beans to the pot. He performs some more magic, and the liquid turns black, with a brown edge to it.
I find talking goes easier over coffee. I must warn you, though, it's a little bitter. Now, what do you know about the creature?The order sits around the table, preferring the ground over chairs. They seem to be interested as well. You see some of them are carrying the corpse of the creature inside the chamber, as well. They put a large piece of cloth over it, which ends the smell of rotten bacon from permeating through the room.
What do you tell him?Usually i'd give you some options, but they're kind of limited right now. I'll reword the things you want to mention. Level: 4
HP: 15/15
Mana: 15/15
Stress: 40/100
Equipment:
Drider Shirt
Items:
Around 88 coins
Steel sword
Mossy iron shield
Old shirt
Leather armor(rough)
Magic:
Resurrect vermin: Allows you to resurrect very small creatures such as rats(1) (invests 1 of your max mana)
Reshape minion: Allows you to slightly change the appearance of your resurrected minions. (//.......) <== advancement bar
Minion Vision(weak): Allows you to see what a minion sees. The minion must have eyes.
Animate Piece: Allows you to animate just a piece of dead tissue. It requires your constant attention, and cannot act independently. (invests one mana) (1)
Graft: Allows you to use dead tissue as a replacement limb. Requires a lot of mana. (2 per second)
Skills:
Poison Stinger (Potentially lethal)
Major experience in blocking and swords.
Climber
Crafty: Bolas
Cooking skill: excellent
Corpse Cutting: Awful.
Animal handling: inexperienced.
Author
Topic: Web of Life: A Drider's Adventure (Ended) (Read 189908 times)