Hey wanna know a cool fact about spiders?
You take a careful sip of the black liquid. It is, indeed, quite bitter, but you like it. It seems to give you a sort of buzz which you rather like.
Alright, so the whole thing is kind of a very, very long story. So i'll just keep it simple. The guy responsible for this was a midget working on something in the alchemy room. I was cleaning behind him while he was engrossed in his work, so I didn't pay much attention to him. When he turned around, he jumped in surprise, and dropped his bowl of... stuff. Then the pig-man climbed that puddle, like it was a doorway. Goodness. Those types of potions require rare ingredients, and even rarer knowledge. Even I don't know much about them. Who-ever this man is, he must be very well-supplied. Anyway, anything else?You take another sip of the coffee. Damn, that stuff if good! You dip some chocolate in there, as well, but it doesn't really add anything for you. The taste remains fairly good, and that little buzz is downright delightful.
Ok, so. Here's the thing. I know that type of monster, and I can tell you straight away that they are some bad, BAD omens. I saw people transform into those twisted beasts during a massive ritual. I was one of the very few survivors of that debacle, and I didn't escape unscathed, either. I got marked because of it. The ritual itself was some sort of sacrifice for the "Gestating God"... Or they were making an army, I don't know. You take a large drink as you feel your heartbeat increasing already. That damn ritual... The coffee helps.
Fucking point is! That little stamp of death means that those monsters are going to go to me like I'm fucking catnip.You rest you head on the table, and drink the last bit of the coffee in one go. You feel pleasantly warm, and a blush is entering your cheeks.
S-shit shouldn't even happen, I mean, Death itself ougtta have removed it, right? He said so...Some of the beakheads step back, clearly shocked. Some even made a few gasps, going against their vow of silence. Clearly, you knowing about it is a really big deal.
Fukkin.... Check it for me, alright?You keep your head on the table, and lazily move some of your legs in the general direction of your back. There's no way in hell you'd be able to reach, but you seem to have forgotten that right now. You're also lying on the floor now, which is interesting. You giggle at the thought, and get kind of stuck in that same giggle. Some of the birds took your advice to heart, and look under your coat. You don't even care for a second. The wizard across from you looks a little concerned.
A-are you quite alright? You're not poisoned, are you?Another voice enters the room. Mr. Kasimor has entered, and he does not look pleased.
She's drunk, you moron. Caffeine makes spiders drunk, and knowing your usual amounts, that was enough to wake the dead! Now, how about you explain to me why I've got a god-damn Eldrich pigman on the table? She can try to sober up while you explain this to me..You giggle a little more, and rub your face. You feel kinda like your head's floating, but most of all the table feels really, really soft. You close your eyes a little, enjoying the buzz while the other two boring people talk. They seem a little agitated, but your visions a little blurry and you don't care. Some of the beakheads are handing you water, but you're not really thirsty right now. Its nice of them, though, really gentlemanlike. You laugh again, and consider telling them about the last time people brought you drinks. Before you know it, you've told them about the time people kept buying drinks until they looked past to the counter and sa the lower half of you. That was kinda mean, but its just funny now...
Drink the water, try to sober up.You still have a day to deal with. It's probably for the best if you were to try and sober up now.Have a napThe table is soft, and this is the healthiest thing you can do right now. (and on a meta-note, you get to level.)Wander off.Wacky shenanigans are always a good reason.OtherLevel: 4
HP: 15/15 (inebriated)
Mana: 15/15
Stress: 00/100
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. (//.......)
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.