Actions:
IronyOwl: Use Machine
Qloos: Review Book of Spells
filiusenox: Patronize Aragox
Roboboy33: Send Aragox to town for information
10ebbor10: Have Aragox run recon on surrounding areas
You put the wrench away and lean way over to look Aragox in the eyes, using your skimpy outfit to its best advantage. Unfortunately this would really only work if he was at least five or six years older than he currently is. (25) Nevertheless he does feel loyalty towards you since you took him in and raised him for the past three years, but you'd better be careful. You're going to give the poor child an Oedipus complex. "Aragox, be a dear and scout the surrounding area for me, would you?" you ask in your breathiest tones as you put a finger to his chin and tilt his head upward. You have to stay in practice, after all. "And check the nearby village, too. It may prove to be of... interest." Aragox, flustered, attempts a salute. "Right away Mistress! Anything you say Mistress!" He practically trips over his feet as he leaves.
You smirk at his retreating form, then turn back to your current belongings. What you could use right now, you decide, is a hallway. You can build a few rooms off of it later for sleeping and such. You turn the machine on and point it towards the far wall. (11) The machine comes to life, suffering no ill effects from the failed tinkering earlier, and begins drilling into the wall and scooping out the dirt. It really is a wonderful device, you think to yourself as you turn away to your grimoire. It is your starting spellbook and contains only steam spells; all the tomes containing other abilities were lost in the retreat. Unable to help yourself given your nature you run your hand lovingly over the human-leather cover before opening it.
(51) You know this book by heart. Studying it won't be of any help in furthering your knowledge, but you do get a quick reminder of the things you are capable of: creating steam from water or heat, controlling it, and banishing it. All the other magic-practicing demons laughed when you chose steam! "What an idiot Nici is!" they said. "Fire is all a demon needs!" Well, you showed them! You showed them all what steam - combined with a little elbow grease and the right tools - could do when you razed the magic academy with your machines!
Calm down, calm down, you're not insane... just a little over-excited right now. You close the book and put it back among your meager possessions before leaving to observe the tunnel your machine made. You really should get around to naming that, you think. (37) It's a decent corridor. A little too short for your liking, but you can expand upon it later. Too bad you didn't strike any flux stone or anything, but this close to the surface you're not surprised you're only finding dirt. While you're looking at it, Aragox returns. (9) "I found out where we are, Mistress!" he announces happily. "This is Mount Al'Kavi, right near Axemark Crossing!" Axemark Crossing... oh yes, your third Dungeon was near here, decades ago. You thought you recognized the area. That would put you almost a thousand miles from your previous dungeon deep in the jungles of Lon Lagoon, though. Any chance of recovering your previous items from the invading Keeper would be long gone by the time you got back.
"I looked around town for you, Mistress, and it looks like it's a small village, maybe about twenty buildings," he reports. You do some quick mental calculations. It's a crossing so one building is an inn, one a tavern, and one the town hall, so another two are probably food storage. That's fifteen homes and if one were to assume families of two parents and at least three children - you know how these humans breed - then it was a population of roughly seventy-five people.
You are Nici Fainthearted, a female demon steam mage, mechanic, and dungeon keeper. You are also a decent warrior. For the most part you appear human but you have a few demonic traits revealing your heritage: your fingers are half again as long as a normal human's with an extra joint, your green eyes have snake-like pupils, your hair naturally forms itself into spikes, and you have a devil tail that's usually hidden in your pants. You are not insane in the slightest: you have a certificate saying so.
Your minions consist of
- Aragox the eight year old boy, whose destiny you've yet to shape. - He can perform fetch tasks and has a 25% chance of success on sneaking missions.
Your assets consist of
- A digging machine - This machine has a 30% chance of success when used
- Your toolbox - You don't have many tools; working on machines only has a 30% chance of success
- Your book of spells - You lost most of your grimoires in the escape; magic only has a 40% chance of success
- Your fists - You lost all of your weapons and armor in the escape; you only have a 20% chance of success in fights
- Your charisma - You ARE a demon temptress, after all, but you haven't needed to do so in a long time; you have a 50% chance of passing dialogue checks on males, but only 20% chance on females
You know these locations
- Your current lair, unnamed
- Nearby village, Axemark Crossing - A mining town/traveler stop, 75 people?
- Mountain lair is dug into, Mount Al'Kavi - no details known
- Jungles of Lon Lagoon - Location of your fifty-eighth dungeon, halfway across the world.
It is 1:00 AM, Winter 9th, 1302.
Apparently the specific demon we are is a
Night Maiden. >.> Also, just to clarify if anyone's unsure: the rolls are all 'roll-under.' 1 is the best result, 100 the worst.