A man with stoat stature and a long whiter beard dressed in prestigious robe on a rare purple hue of scarf. Looking at the ceiling in deep despair and hopelessness sit near the glass window both clear and dirtied from unkept upkeep.
A woman in what was once white clothes now covered in ashes and blood, hands trembling in fear on the table. sitting covering her face in exhaustion she sat next to the merchant. < the priestess>
A young kid sits where his father would have, the boy who’s barely in his teens covered in armor faceplate hiding the exhausted grieving face. sat at the center near the back end of the room < the new city lord >
Looking over to the right of the room where the empty sit of the liaison of the magic, the envoy of the confederation and the envoy of the empire. “So much for not leaving us behind and well always be there”.
The grand mage enters the meeting hall with tired breathing, no doubt running from the mage towers to here.
“Grand mage what is happing?” asked the young lord, “please tell us the new shield will not be corrupted by the dark forces. Add the priestess.
Oh god if the shield goes down again…. the merchant let the silence fished the sentence.
“That is why you are here I need your opinion and records of both the church and a merchant league”. Said the grand mage sitting in the chair left of the room near the door.
“What why would you need both our records” the priestess asked with trepidation and slight hint of suspiciousness.
“Yes, the shield core has developed a personality much faster than it ought to be” replied the grand magus. “It already started questioning where it is and what is happing”
“that’s way to early for a new core to develop a personality didn’t the oracle of the empire say she was leading you to get a newly created core,” said the young lord
“Hmmm unless the oracle words fell through just like their aid” scoffed the merchant
“Well, we can’t sit here and continue to blame them but if were dead we will be just another frontier settlement destroyed by the darkness” said the priestess looking directly at the merchant
The young lord looked more excited than before “I will tell the citizen to get ready and pray that the new core won’t homicidal” the meeting ended and with the official separated to their task.
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Back in the sewers…
The lizard captain is looking very confused as to why there are ratkin in the sewers when there was no warren nor tunnels when they first surveyed the area.
“Why is there ratkin in the sewers! And why do they attack us” said the lieutenant lizardman, “perhaps the warrens of Lash and Bugo are rebelling and now are allied with the humans, replied to the servant merfolk.
The captain lizardman slaps the servant “I could put you to death for suggesting rebellion merfolk” the lieutenant lizardman laugh at the situation and began planning for the next assault.
Back in the evolution phase…
Plans and blueprints of different humanoid android scattered about a center console where the transparent manifestation of the commander, with an exhausted face and impeachable rage the commander lay there defeated.
“Why can’t you just cooperate the beta 1.0 android is the oldest design that I know of!”
Reviewing core memories.
Opening suggestion to the core...
“Finally, a cookie!” the commander is looking at different support bots mainly the drones and spiders…. Silent rage of the commander resolved in a sigh as the latest spider bot is selected.
Spider bot selected…
New Titanium and tungsten alloy as body frame and Titanium sheet as body amour.
New telescopic eyes available
New torch function available
New shooting gadget available
Ammo creation available.
YES / NO
“Yes”
I came back from a portal to the smell of burning, as I use my new body to look around the carnage around me my new heart skipped a beat at my ratkin tower. “My liege the lizardman are coming back please be careful they are more powerful and organized as we thought.” That was the dying breath of my ratkin.
Notice!!
Ratkin dead (9)
Ratkin may not be resurrected but you can summon new ratkins
Aviable chances (8)
My sensor picks up the footstep of another lizardman. With my new avatar needing a spin and an old feeling that was long dulled long ago. “ the hunt begins” I whisper in the air.
This new body was meant for support and recon the healing dart that are shot of my “spinneret” can be replaced by small ammunition, ammunition that I can create with mana.
I crept on the ceiling making sure to create a loud sound. the lizardman goes to the stone I had thrown looking at the direction of the sound. I positioned myself 45% degrees and with a silent wind I shot. The lizardman was hit in the neck passing through blood vessels killing him in slow agonizing death as I look it in the eye.
Looking around the new tent for the ratkin is destroyed and bodies almost unrecognizable blood and guts spilling scattered in walls and floors, the heads of my ratkin is on pikes of wood, words beneath them unreadable.