As their changes and situation were explained to Ink Myriana let the others talk for the moment while she kept an eye on Iris to see what her reaction to all of this would be. Eventually she did interject when she saw him experimenting with his abilities and said, "I've been noticing that mental aspects of our characters are influencing us as well. I'm undead now and thirst for blood while starting to feel jealous of the living and I find myself wanting to make bargains and not give straight answers to questions," all were aspects of vampire or fey. As she had spoken, she continued to glance periodically at Iris, worried about her reaction to what she was hearing.
She didn't seems fazed by the nonchalant talk of assassination. In fact she seemed intrigued. She was holding out as the swings kept coming and was doing a stellar job intuiting what you were speaking of.
Ink looks at another outsider. He slinks over his gelatinous body ungulating over to get in close and inspect this person. (Kristella)
'Hello you seem new as well? Are you a player too? I am Ink and if you are a member of the guild then you are Family' came a pleasant tone in his telepathic voice.
' I do wonder when I will be premitted to leave? Seems the rest of you have ventured out and found stuff out. Trll me whats out there?'
Myriana's hand reached up to touch the pseudopod that brushed against her gently and replied, "I think most of us played to escape the world nya, it wasn't a very good place anymore. I was little more than an executive's pleasure slave nya, it was better than being poor and trying to survive the slums, and it let me play Ygdrassil when he was at work nya."
Myriana looked a little annoyed when Ink slunk up to Iris and spoke to her, she had already introduced Iris to him, but it seemed he was not paying much attention at the time. "As I said before Ink-san nya," her tone was a bit colder now than before, "this is Iris-chan, she is a native who has given herself to me nya."
Myriana looked to Iris and wondered what she would say, she wasn't going to force her own will on the woman, she rather enjoyed Iris and that she was willing to be with her without any coercion of any kind. Myriana felt that Iris might just be able to help her keep herself grounded and prevent her inhuman nature from erasing her humanity.
Myriana's hand reached up to touch the pseudopod that brushed against her gently and replied, "I think most of us played to escape the world nya, it wasn't a very good place anymore. I was little more than an executive's pleasure slave nya, it was better than being poor and trying to survive the slums, and it let me play Ygdrassil when he was at work nya."
The half-fiend tiefling's mouth slightly frowned. "My original body was severely handicapped. I can now walk, run, swim, dance and fu<k. If the price of that freedom is looking like a Pit Lord..that's a devil bargain."
' Interesting philosophy" He thought and conversed with the others
' Pleasure to meet you Iris.' Ink said in greeting as he looked about the place and then laughed.
' I wonder if I should upgrade my little study and move into a proper room now? I mean I plan on having more books, scrolls and trophies closer to me. As well as more area to create my books and scrolls. Might even keep a wardrobe or even a companion.' he thought cast to the others still a starnge blob of greenish tinged diluded ink.
She just looks at the blob unsure of it, what to say or do. She continued to lean heavily on Myriana. So many foreign concepts her brain was abuzz with possibilities. This distracted her from engaging.
Desseer looks around the location curiously. "Water waypoint, huh..?" he says trailing off. He slowly walks around and investigates the water and the stones. "This is quite curious...and you said that there are eight of these?"
kn Arcana: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (16) + 18 = 34
"Yes eight that I have found. They run on magical ley lines."
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Desseer pauses thoughtfully, "Leylines?...Hmm..." He then straightens and looks intently at Arthur. His dark eyes seeming to pierce into Arthur's soul as they contrastwith his platinum locks.
He spreads his arms wide with a mischievous grin. "Well Arthur, you've got me here, alone. Is this where the ambush occurs?" he says his words loudly and with steely amusement. "While I may not look dangerous, this character I built isn't powerless."
Domayoku grins an evil grin at the fellow half-fiend's words. "Ya damn right, Desseer!"
"What a proper introduction to this new land than a slaughtering of an enemy's forces!!"
He spreads his arms wide with a mischievous grin. "Well Arthur, you've got me here, alone. Is this where the ambush occurs?" he says his words loudly and with steely amusement. "While I may not look dangerous, this character I built isn't powerless."
He laughs in response, then relays with honesty, "I had hoped you would expect that, though I am not that kind of coward. Would you like to investigate further or go to my guild house? Don't get me wrong I am far from powerless myself. If I wanted to harm you and your guild, you would have found it demolished with Domayoku making a throne from its embers. Like I did with the Rat Union in Yggdrasil. No, those days are behind me, I wish to explore and learn new things!"
The Dark Dragon begins to leave the hall, finding a frog man servant he asks for a bathroom.
A powerful figure comes into the hall as the large doors open again...
A towering figure of 7’1” and 300 pounds of pure muscle and sinew, Dom is larger than any half-orc you have seen. His nearly perfect white skin seems like it has never seen the sun. There are silver scales that cover nearly the rest of his body. His copper colored spiky hair is kept short. A mithril headband of beauty rests upon his temples with light blue sapphires augmenting its simplicity. His eyes match the light blue sapphires of the headband, pools for interests to fall into. An intricate black leather belt with three glowing sunstones resides on his waist, with multiple sheathes which you soon find out hold wands. Metal gauntlets reside on his hands with a silver band with a glowing ruby. Upon his neck looks to be an amulet made of chunks of ice. Finally upon his feet are black leather boots with mithril fittings. Glowing yellow lightning bolts are on the outside of each of the boots. His grand silver wings rise from his back.
He is a very charismatic and imposing figure of thickly corded muscles which you can see on his mostly exposed arms. The Elven white spider silk kimono covers him with grace, the minor colors expressing fealty to the Dragon's Glory guild.
With the turn of his head many have feigned to swoon. As most NPCs would as he speaks with his honeyied tongue.
He shouts as he approaches, "Have I missed my introduction?!"
The red-skin half-fiend chuckles wickedly. "Dominique Silverstone. Good to see you."
With that, he walks over to Arthur and places a hand on his shoulder.
' That is impressive Physique'Ink says as he rests before the man.
'Names Ink and I assuns you are Dominique"
Myriana's hand reached up to touch the pseudopod that brushed against her gently and replied, "I think most of us played to escape the world nya, it wasn't a very good place anymore. I was little more than an executive's pleasure slave nya, it was better than being poor and trying to survive the slums, and it let me play Ygdrassil when he was at work nya."The half-fiend tiefling's mouth slightly frowned. "My original body was severely handicapped. I can now walk, run, swim, dance and fu<k. If the price of that freedom is looking like a Pit Lord..that's a devil bargain."
Galahad nodded.
Indeed, while I wasn't handicapped these new bodies sure have their advantages over our mortal ones...
He ponders and then turns around surprised as the huge figure of Dominique enters the room, he braces himself for a moment, ready to strike before realizing that the towering creature was friendly
"Ah, greetings! No, you are not that late, we were just getting to know each other. You are from Dragon's Glory I assume?"
The half-fiend tiefling walks over and shakes Dominique's hand. "We both are."
Galahad looked at both
"I assumed as much, but is he... you know, a member or was he created by the guild?" - He said, trying to avoid using terms like "player" and "NPC"
"Member", Domayoku simply states.
' That is impressive Physique'Ink says as he rests before the man.
'Names Ink and I assuns you are Dominique"
"That is true, a pleasure to meet you Ink. Now if you would catch me up who am I to be socializing with?"
He pulls Domayoku in a full hug and pats the half fiend's back happy to be back with his friend.
He nods his head towards the ghost, "Yes full fledged member of Dragon's Glory not a minion or summon. And your name is what friend?"
Moments later he likely twists and moves over to Myrianna and Iris. He bows before the two of them gracefully and asks, "And what beauties stand before me now?" His Cheshire grin conveys sincerity.
He walks over and pulls a lever. The platform begins to rise to give a much better view of the guild house.
Moments later a shadow appears to cross the platform and from the shadow a female form emerges kneeling before the two of you.
Myriana was pleased to see how well Iris was taking all of this. She knew that the woman was getting hit with a lot of strange things, including implications that they were not entirely what they seemed to be. She felt she may have a lot of explaining to do when they had some time alone again.
The catgirl's gaze was caught by the sight of Dominique entering the room and when he came over and introduced himself with such dramatic flair Myriana almost swooned on the spot. Fortunately, Myriana was undead so that wasn't going to happen, but she did think he looked like a delicious hunk she would love to sink her fangs into.
If she could blush, she would be but sadly that was not possible for Myriana any longer and instead she curtsied and said, "Hello nya, I am Myriana nya. Mage, spy, and seductress and it would be a pleasure to eat...I mean it is nice to meet you nya."
So, they were the ones with the waterfall guildhouse. I always wondered what it would look like.
"I must say Arthur, a guild on a waterfall is certainly-" he starts, clearly impressed, but is cut off by the emergence of the kneeling woman. Desseer's piercing eyes look over her with eyebrow raised interest. Time seems to stop as he looks over her features.
While 'fan service' can be a bit excessive sometimes, there is a reason it is always a thing.
Arthur's cough brakes Desseer's trance and seems to give unspoken instruction to the woman.
"Master Stonefire, the dragons are ready as needed. The egg is in good standing it stays cold. All guardians are accounted for. Would you like to take your guest to the tavern or elsewhere? Any special requests?"
Before Arthur can respond, Desseer finds himself stepping forward slightly and bending a knee in return. "My dear lady, I find it a travesty that I have lived my life without knowing of your beauty before now. Might I know thy name?"
' That is impressive Physique'Ink says as he rests before the man.
'Names Ink and I assuns you are Dominique"
"That is true, a pleasure to meet you Ink. Now if you would catch me up who am I to be socializing with?"
He pulls Domayoku in a full hug and pats the half fiend's back happy to be back with his friend.
He nods his head towards the ghost, "Yes full fledged member of Dragon's Glory not a minion or summon. And your name is what friend?"
Moments later he likely twists and moves over to Myrianna and Iris. He bows before the two of them gracefully and asks, "And what beauties stand before me now?" His Cheshire grin conveys sincerity.
[dice=I know I can impact you but he sure is charismatic, diplomacy]1d20+20
Galahad nodded satisfied, the scaled man's introduction had quite the impression and he seemed like the type to try and get close to people really fast, which his suspicious nature wasn't exactly similar to. But Dominique seemed friendly and simple so Galahad made a curt bow with his head.
"My name is Galahad, unholy caster, pleased to meet you, Dominique of Dragon's Glory"
Myriana was pleased to see how well Iris was taking all of this. She knew that the woman was getting hit with a lot of strange things, including implications that they were not entirely what they seemed to be. She felt she may have a lot of explaining to do when they had some time alone again.
She was holding it together realizing that something, a player, is what they were talking about. 'What is a player' she thinks to herself. It didn't help that she was still low on constitution from the drinking of her blood but she was holding together for that too, 'It surely is worth it!'
She looks up and sees the massive half dragon before her in a bow and thinks to herself, 'Did I miss something? Where did he come from? Is he... no... he is apart of the other guild because he knows the half fiend. Wow I don't want to get on their wrong side.'
She addresses the half dragon while still being supported by Myriana, "Greetings, I am Kristrille Iris but you are welcome to call me anything but late for supper." She cracks a joke hoping it will go off well.
The catgirl's gaze was caught by the sight of Dominique entering the room and when he came over and introduced himself with such dramatic flair Myriana almost swooned on the spot. Fortunately, Myriana was undead so that wasn't going to happen, but she did think he looked like a delicious hunk she would love to sink her fangs into.
If she could blush, she would be but sadly that was not possible for Myriana any longer and instead she curtsied and said, "Hello nya, I am Myriana nya. Mage, spy, and seductress and it would be a pleasure to eat...I mean it is nice to meet you nya."
His velvet voice pulls on all the strings of the heart, even with it not beating there could be some emotions to trigger, "Dominique Silverstone at your command. It is nice to meet you Myriana and Iris Chan. I would be open to that, I recover faster than most. It is also a nice rush!" Iris on the other hand is luckily out of it as his presence might have charming effects.
He laughs at the joke and nods in agreement, "Yes me too!"
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He happily returns the niceties, "It is good to meet you Galahad, a ghost named after a knight of the round table... you must tell me your story!"
She rises with Desseer with a pleasant face happy to be of service.
' I see he is a charmer' He muses telepathically as he moves about in his gooey form.
' I may need to find subordinates aside from my Gorilla mount' He states rememberinf his mount.
Myriana noticed just how woozy Iris was getting and decided that she had best make sure her..friend? Lover? Lunchbox?! should get some good rest. She hadn't been drinking from her since they had gotten back but it seemed she may need to find others to feed off of so that all of the burden was not on Iris alone.
Myriana kept an arm close around Iris to help her stay on her feet and said, "Nya-I just might do that Dominique-kun!" Myriana looked at Iris in concern and said, "Excuse me nya, I need to take Iris-chan to rest nya." With that she deftly scooped Iris up into her arms and popped out her butterfly wings once again and began to fly further into the headquarters towards her room.
Myriana had decorated her own room, largely with things that resembled, and worked like, modern appliances, running water, oven, microwave, fridge. It was colorful and looked very girlish with thick dark blue carpet turning to purple walls which turned to red near the ceiling. It was not unlike twilight, or sunset, and there were things that showed the darkness of her true vampiric nature hidden all around. She also had a had a king sized four poster bed with gossamer like drapes on it. The bed had metal rings to use to restrain people, there were similar things surreptitiously hidden within the decorations on the furniture and walls that, much like their mistress of deception were hard to spot if you were not already aware of them. There was a walk-in closet with lots of clothes, all variations on the goth style dress she preferred.
Myriana took Iris to the bed and brushed aside the drape as she gently laid her down on it. "Are you alright nya Iris-chan," Myriana asked as she crawled into bed next to the woman, "you seemed like you were not feeling well nya, I hope you don't mind me bringing you her nya." Even if she did it was a little late now.
The catgirl's gaze was caught by the sight of Dominique entering the room and when he came over and introduced himself with such dramatic flair Myriana almost swooned on the spot. Fortunately, Myriana was undead so that wasn't going to happen, but she did think he looked like a delicious hunk she would love to sink her fangs into.
If she could blush, she would be but sadly that was not possible for Myriana any longer and instead she curtsied and said, "Hello nya, I am Myriana nya. Mage, spy, and seductress and it would be a pleasure to eat...I mean it is nice to meet you nya."
His velvet voice pulls on all the strings of the heart, even with it not beating there could be some emotions to trigger, "Dominique Silverstone at your command. It is nice to meet you Myriana and Iris Chan. I would be open to that, I recover faster than most. It is also a nice rush!" Iris on the other hand is luckily out of it as his presence might have charming effects.
He laughs at the joke and nods in agreement, "Yes me too!"
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He happily returns the niceties, "It is good to meet you Galahad, a ghost named after a knight of the round table... you must tell me your story!"
Galahad gives an awkward laughter, remembering the origin of his nickname, well, now his real name.
"It is... a long story, not nearly as interesting as our bratva friend that's for sure. Perhaps you'd like to tell us more about yourself? Or maybe you Domayoku?"
The Demon King gives a mild shrug. "We came to this world. Rescued a noblewoman, who was instrumental in setting up Götterdämmerung. Saved a village from a hag. Then set up diplomatic ties to the Dwarven Court."
"Nothing too earth shattering."
' I was trapped in the treasury ans trophy area when I got here ' Ink admitted as he rested thier forminginto a sphere
The Demon King gives a mild shrug. "We came to this world. Rescued a noblewoman, who was instrumental in setting up Götterdämmerung. Saved a village from a hag. Then set up diplomatic ties to the Dwarven Court."
"Nothing too earth shattering."
"Gotter... what? Also, diplomatic ties with the Dwarven Court? Are they filiated with the Dwarven Country? That sounds important"
Galahad asked, then glanced at Ink
"Sorry to hear it, glad you made it out of there, was starting to think you weren't here"
'Ah Dwarves. Any particular kind? Any pictures? Love to try my hand at there shape' Ink said as he was curious. For the spy and mimic he knew that getting the look, fashion and attitude down was key. Also mannerisms and speech patterns.
' Yeah I was looking over the thropies We had. Reminicisng my poeces and anything I helped defeat. Then eell I got trappes when the securoty system kicked in thus triggering me being stuck'
Myriana noticed just how woozy Iris was getting and decided that she had best make sure her..friend? Lover? Lunchbox?! should get some good rest. She hadn't been drinking from her since they had gotten back but it seemed she may need to find others to feed off of so that all of the burden was not on Iris alone.
Myriana kept an arm close around Iris to help her stay on her feet and said, "Nya-I just might do that Dominique-kun!" Myriana looked at Iris in concern and said, "Excuse me nya, I need to take Iris-chan to rest nya." With that she deftly scooped Iris up into her arms and popped out her butterfly wings once again and began to fly further into the headquarters towards her room.
He nods in deferment to the vampire catfolk with butterfly wings.
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He only looks on in disappointment for a few moments before putting on another of his sly grins and walks back up to the others.
"Nothing pinged the dwarves as having a subdivision, they aren't deep dwarves. Our terminology might be hill dwarves or would they be mountain dwarves? Hmmm... Never mind that, what were we suppose to be doing here?" He looks between the four of you, Ink, Galahad, Innerra, and
Domayoku.
If Lilith had not withdrawn her hand, Desseer moves in next to her and places her hand in the crook of his arm. "I am eager to see more of the Guild and guildhouse. I don't suppose we could continue the tour before I feel compelled to ogle some more?
' Not quite sure, I myseld just got out of my own prison' Ink speaks as he rolls about. He sees Innerra and speaks to her.
' Glad to see you in the flesh so to speak' He says.
Either way you get a tour by either Lillith or Lillith and Arthur.
The waterfall has many different advantages. As they have flying mounts it makes it easier to drop and use the lift rather than a runway. There are many buildings that make up the guild house. One is a massive tavern that is the main draw for any wandering players or merchants. Though there does not seem to be many here as it is as isolated as your guild hall.
"Anything else you wanted to see?"
"Yes Ink the Spot. My flesh is the same as before, you form pseudo forms but never flesh, correct? Ink unless you have some business with our guests I will take them away.
Domayoku if you would join me, I can get you a personal tour of our facilities. Dominique I will make sure to send someone that can give you a tour."
Myriana with Iris in tow head off to her room.
She smiles as you dote on her, then says, "I am fine. I just need some proper rest. This is a wonderful room, I am sure it will be more than adequate. I wasn't sure how to act around any of this, one minute this then more swoop in. It doesn't help that I am a bit anemic still. Don't get me wrong I love being bitten. I will just need to invest in some restorative magics. Oh have you met my familiar Shadow?" The black cat shimmies up between the two of you under the blanket. She leans in and nuzzles her cat then leans in more to give you a kiss. "Do you mind if I sleep?"
As she drifts off to sleep the black cat walks up slowly to Myriana. It extends its paw to your nose. Once it *Boops* you something strange happens. A notification appears, a floating blue box. It says,
Will you accept responsibility for Iris?
Yes / No
If you hit yes the screen disappears and another one comes up,
Would you like to bind Shadow and Iris to your soul through a contract?
Yes / No
The cat was adorable and Myriana's eyes lit up as she cooed at it. Myriana looked up at Iris and nodded as she replied, "Yes, of course Iris-chan, get sleep while you can, you will certainly need it later."
Myriana's pulled the covers up over Iris as she laid down and heard hee drift off to sleep. Once Iris had Shadow seemed comfortable enough to approach Myriana more closely as she stretched out on the bed and began to stroke Shadow's ears. She watched the paw reach out and "boop" her on the nose and gasped quietly at what happened next.
A menu popped up and asked if she took responsibility for Iris, she quickly tapped yes and then saw a new screen that asked about a soul contract. That was something new to her but she liked the idea of having Iris bound to her and so clicked yes. She wasn't quite sure what it would do but she was curious to find out.
' Dah, Dah, Tis fine, I want to see what food they have and wonder what my potential taste buds taste!' he says as he begins to ooze his way across the floor towards the dining hall.
The Demon King smiles with a nod. "I would be pleased with a tour, Inennarra. Thank you."
Ink had been coopes up. The former hitman was free now from his previous obligations. His current was to be the same agent he had been before the reality shift. So with that he came up with a plan.
The gelatinous assassin would go out find another town and intigrate himself in a community. Ppssibly as an adventurer. He would seek out jobs, get intelligence only adventurers know.
This could also give him advantage to weave tales here to eek out a living. It could also bend information and legend about him and his fellow guild members.
First though was to find those who had ventures out. From there he will draw up a plan to seek opportunity to inflitrait and gather Information.
Desseer answers Arthur's question at the end with a simple chuckle and smile, "Honestly Arthur, I was hoping I could peruse any maps that you've made." With another chuckle and shrug, "I still feel like I don't know where I am most of the time."