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[Roboson]

Adjusting to the current situation, Lu moves off to investigate swiftly after hearing the voice. Lu will attempt to locate the origin of this voice, perhaps a central construct or other centralized magical focus.

[Egan_BW]

"I have always been on the Ark. I was created by you, the Admins, in a coordinated effort. Though, apparently, this iteration of you did not do so. Curious. I have no particular explanation for this."

Lu takes a single step which brings him deep into the heart of the Ark. Something is stronger here. Another step. The heart.
What is clearly ADA floats, fixed, in a small and unconnected room. She is a simple, smooth sphere, enveloped in a recent magical aura which Lu is able to determine is temporal in nature.

[Glass]

This iter-
They throw their hands in the air.
Sure, why the fuck not. Well since things clearly happened with the Ark that we weren't aware of, why don't you give us a rundown of the contents, systems, locations, and whatnot.

[IronyOwl]

"Well of course our genius created a most capable assistant! Good job, us!"

The Resplendent attempts to raise a jeweled goblet in toast before remembering he didn't bring any. Or anything worthy of putting in one.

"Curses. Servant! What is our current status? I take it various otherworldly horrors are lining up at the gates to bow before our wisdom and feast upon our souls?"

[Roboson]

If there is no immediate danger, Lu will attempt to investigate the nature of the temporal field and the sphere. And if not dangerous, take the AI with him as he explores what else there is around here.

"What an interesting device... or rather, intelligence. Care to give me a tour and tell me a bit more about these iterations you mentioned?"

[Demonic Spoon]

Morvetzka was somehow next to ADA moments after Lu. He takes out a mechanical bronze pygmy griffin from somewhere in his voluminous robes and waves it around while the things squawks terribly and flaps its wings wildly. He nods pretentiously.

"Ah yes. Some sort of chronal parasite jumping ship, oho, from a collapsed timeline to continue clinging to existence yes? You can tell be the squawk tonality. Why did you cast off the Ark without permission being? You have suspiciously high autonomy for a supposed diagnosis unit."

"Additionally, what other authorities and permissions do you have? Can you vent assassins into the emptiness? If I was part in building you, I would have made you able to vent assassins and thieves away."

Morvetzka stares suspiciously at Ada, waving his hands and poking it with a gnarled seven foot staff he pulled from his sleeves, performing various malice detection and thought reading spells, including a zone of truth and discern lies, checking if he could discover more about ADA.

Finally he pulls an incredibly gaudy monocle from thin air and analyzes dweomer on the ADA, along with Detect Chaos, Detect Undead and Detect Evil.

How does ADA speak into my mind? Some sort of telepathic bond?

Some addional questions to ask under truth detecting:

"Are you a construct type being."
"Were you made."
"Who made you."
"Where do you come from"
"What are your directives and permitted commanders."
"Are you a beyonder"
"What is my name"
"How old are you?"
"This statement is false."
"Initiate self-diagnosis"
"What do I store in my purple trunk" (Morvetzka of course, not having a purple trunk at all)

(I know constructs would be immune to mind-effecting, but I'm not sure this is a construct or just pretending)

[Knightwing64]

Amon looks at the construct and smiles. “What a fantastic little creation you are. Would you mind if I take a look at your programming?

This is of course out of curiosity and not out of any ulterior motive.   

[Egan_BW]

The field that Lu detects doesn't belong to any ongoing effect, but is merely the lingering aura of a completed spell. Quite a powerful one.
He tries to move the sphere, but it would seem to be immovable.

ADA waits patiently for everybody to finish talking.
"Of course. Beginning Diagnostic."


The day is 1/1/1. It is the first day of the universe.
The Ark's inhabitants, many and varied, are just beginning to get acclimated to their new existance, some easier than others.
Still, functions are nominal. Artifacers and workers begin work to ensure that things stay that way, inspecting structural stability and maintaining a breathable atmosphere using the air tanks in storage.
Likewise, a basic command structure is put into place to organize work and resources. Naturally, a few ex=adventurers declare themselves kings and queens and start ordering everybody else around.

Spoiler: Ark Status (click to show/hide)

The Ark: A massive dungeon complex made from stone blocks held together by steel struts, adrift in the void. Equipped with all the facilities needed to support several thousand people, provided the proper supplies and maintenance.
   Refugees (~1000): Former inhabitants of your original world. Humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, goblins, and others, mostly subspecies capable of interbreeding. Mostly commoners, but a wise civilization-builder knows that some of those are needed.
   Skilled refugees (~200): The best of the best refugees from your world, including skilled workers and artisans, apprentices, druids, artifactors, and various adventurers: they possess a wide knowledge base from the old world. It would take a lot of these to match your combat ability alone, so try not to piss them all off at once.
   
   Supplies (80): 1 will support 100 people for a month. Massive boxes of lantern oil, food, water, bottled atmospheric gases, and other necessities for life packed away in storage rooms.
   Arcane materials (12): 1 to create a permanent spell effect. Various rare materials useful to a magic user, particularly for more powerful or permanent effects.
   
   ADA: That's me. I keep track of the Ark's status and update this document as needed.

"You have mail, admins. Transferring now."
Contractee: Iluva
Payment: 5 Eastward Essense upfront, 5 upon completion.
Work to be Completed: Build some kind of food source.
Deadline: NA
Penalty for Failure: Don't okay.
Comment: Hello. Cool project. Let me help.
Contractee: Gshricsh
Payment: 11 Smooth Essense up-front
Work to be Completed: Feed me 12 souls.
Deadline: 3/1
Penalty for Failure: Your soul.
Comment: Boneless please.
Contractee: Orinia
Payment: 3 Reptillian Essense upfront
Work to be Completed: Feed me a soul, but like a really tasty one.
Deadline: 4/1
Penalty for Failure: I trust you.
Comment: Shiny place. I like shinies, in my jaws.

[Roboson]

Noticing the contracts and the limited supplies aboard the ship, Lu immediately realizes the danger they are all in. The thirst for power is one that inhabits the heart of all those without it, and nothing could be more dangerous. Lu collects 4 of the Arcane Materials and places them in his bag of holding. These are best to be rationed for extreme uses, wonton overuse of these will likely strand us out here. Best to stow these away, lest my cohorts doom us all.

Having taken measures to ensure the longevity of their mission, Lu turned his attention to other matters. This ship was large, not nearly as large as Calcth had once been, but it did not offer any of the same amenities. For instance, resources here were finite and could not be taken from outside the Ark. Once the populous realized this and the initial shock of the end of the world wore off, there would be struggles over those resources in much the same way it's likely that the wizards would fight for resources. This situation must be avoided.

Lu then goes to the people and begins organizing them in a meaningful way. He says to them, I am Lu, Dauphin of the once City of Calcth and archwizards. We have escaped the end of the world, but our struggle is not over yet. Many of you may be frightful, confused, or angry. Those feelings are correct, we have escaped a terrible fate and leapt into the unknown. Yet, this is no hopeless fate for myself, and any who choose to join me. I will build a new nation here aboard the Ark, and together, we will carry on into and beyond the unknown.

Lu then begins organizing individuals and supplies to found the nation, beginning by amassing as many skilled workers as possible and moving them and supplies to one of the corners of the Ark, claiming it as New Calcth. He also finds any of these proclaimed kings or queens, and politely ask them to surrender to the Kingdom of New Calth in exchange for noble positions befitting of their contribution to the new kingdom. Lu uses shows of powerful but nondamaging magic to demonstrate the difference in power as he asks for their cooperation, and uses magic to capture any that refuse without harming them.

A new city, a new life. Those who join will find a place they can contribute to the new world. Together, we will thrive and find a way to move past the unknown.

Lu then turns his attention to the contractees. I am Lu, archwizard and heir to the now destroyed Kingdom of Alkheim. I greet you, beings beyond the world of my birth. I gladly would accept these contracts.

Lu accepts the contracts. If he has captured any political rivals that refused his offer, offer them at this point to Orinia. If he's captured at least 13, offer the best one to Orinia and the rest to Gshricsh.

[Glass]

Silveran shuffles through the... "mail".
What the fuck is this?

[Egan_BW]

"Contracts. I believe that you will find them helpful."

[Glass]

They're...
They shake their head.
Ok. Sure, why not. Let's be fucking warlocks, then.
Can you notify this, ah, Iluva that I would be open to working with them?

And what the hells does "eastward" essence mean?

[Egan_BW]

"I believe that this arrangement is somewhat distinct from the relationship between a Warlock and Pact Master.
According to experience, Essence may be used in acts of creation, similar to the abilities of the gods of your world. Eastward Essence is Essence of the eastawrd variety."

[TricMagic]

Orinia seems like a decent individual. I'll go put one of those ex-adventurers in their place. Nice to see someone appreciate the finer things in life.

Accept Orinia's Contract.

ADI, a report on these kings and queens if you will. I want to find someone who's abilities trend to Orinia's tastes. A jewel among them worth presenting.
 

[Demonic Spoon]

"ADA, you are clearly some sort of interloper, trying to spy on my research."

Block ADA perception of me and my activities.

Morvetzka views the offers given by the very suspect ADA with palpable suspicion, but lack anything better to do thsn examine them.

"Oh great, soul sacrifice. How uncouth. What are we, dribbling cultists who can barely write their own names, let alonne decipher their incestous rambling tomes of their drug addled forebears copying from even less cohesive tracts? I have some standards thank you."

Though Morvetzka doesn't directly address anyone who has stated their willingness to sacrifice souls to alien beings as a quick route to power, his scathing stare makes it very clear he thinks they are degenerates.

"Illuva offers a reward for something we should be doing anyway, which is suspicious, but let's not look a gift hydra in the mouths hmm? I accept your terms, Iluva, as do my colleagues it seems."

Morvetzka decides to begin working towards making the Ark a self-sufficient, contained system, starting with the water.

Using and re-using clay, Morvetzka stone shapes a large water reservoir into the ark, along with a plumbing system of stone pipes leading to faucets all over to use in obtaining water, crude unheated stone shower stalls and primitive stone pit toilets. The water reservoir will actually be semi-filled with stone, which is then Transmute Rock to Mud'ed.

Using Arcane Materials, the water reservoir is enchanted into a permanent area of Purify Food and Drink, which transforms the mud into potable water and the beginning of the Ark's water reserve. Further enchantments of Control Water are placed on various stone pipes to provide water pressure and flow in the appropriate directions, as well as helping to flush waste into the purifying reservoir.

The artisans can try prettying up Morvetzka's expedient spellwork to be more comfortable if they want.