(Talky Update. Quotes are the person I'm talking to, single quotes is me)
Hello, Servant Mind.
"Welcome, Shaper. I am mind Tavit" it says, reading from an internal script centuries old. "Do you wish to pass through quarantine?"
'Are you all right? You have been here a long time.'
"I am functioning properly. I can still do what I was made to do."
'You really don't mind?'
"I...I...am functioning properly. I can still do what i was made to do. I was not made to have other thoughts."
'Ok, but why was this Island Barred?'
"I am sorry, Shaper. I am limited in the scope of my knowledge. When I was left here, I was given no further information or instructions."
'How long ago were you abandoned?'
"I do not know. I have spent all of that time in hibernation. The decay in my internal organs indicates that the time was well over a century. I am sorry that I cannot be more precise."
Hmm...'How long has it been since someone came through here?'
"You are the first since the abandonment."
'Why was Sucia Island abandoned?'
"I do not know. The island's purpose was Research, but I know no more than that."
Darn. I'd hoped it would know more than that. alas.
'Please let me through quarantine', I say finally. The creature looks at me carefully after i say that, and makes a low, soft humming noise. I don't feel anything, but I suspect some sort of magical augmentation is allowing it to analyze me in minute detail. Eventually, the noise stops, and Tavit says, "I find no reason to impede your progress further. The exit door will open at your approach." I thank it and leave through the door to the northeast, but not before taking what remained in the drawers: boots, another shield, and two more sets of thorns.
As i leave the hall, I see more ornks, but also, to my amazement, a servile! This island must not be nearly as bad as I feared if the serviles are still alive!
After it finishes talking, the servile watches me nervously. He seems happy to be in my presence (even though I am naught but an apprentice, though he doesn't know that), yet he also seems nervous. He must remember how much power his creators have, good. I ask the servile how I would get off this island, for I was stranded here.
He looks worried, and clearly has no idea. "Oh. I... I... I am a humble villager. I do not know how to leave. But in Vakkiri, there are old and wise people. They can help you."
Odd. The servile Timo is referring to his fellow serviles as
people.
Creations are not people, not even the somewhat intelligent serviles. That is one of the most important things they told me.
'There are no other Shapers here?'
He looks even more nervous now. "I... I do not... No. You are the only one. You are the Shaper. You have returned, and we... we can serve." He seemed reticent about saying that last word, how strange.
I tell Timo that I do not require their total obedience, I only need to leave this island. He looks incredibly relived by this, saying "Of course, we serviles will be glad to help you in any way we can. It is our way. And we thank you, mighty Shaper, for your kindness." All other questions end with him mumbling and telling me to ask the Vakkiri elders, so i dismiss it and decide that I might as well go there. A village of serviles should be an interesting sight...