The inside of the dungeon was quite barren. It appeared like a cave on the outside, but it led to a massive enclosed area, more like a ravine, though wider than one that usually naturally forms. On the walls there are different religious texts of the greatness of the great deceiver. Multiple greats and lots of praises followed. There was one that stuck out though.
"I shall give my love, sweetness incarnate, my lust to the Great One, the Deceiver, the one in the wholeness of my heart. He will fill me in my heart and in the emptiness inside." It sounded more like the start of a pornographic book, she had seen some before, on shelves. She considered buying a few, but they were around 1 silver a pop, so no chance there. The content is mostly just erotica, so why it was so expensive was most likely attributed to the author's arrogance.
Religious texts ended at the first of three doors, there were some strange signs that seemed to tally or something. She didn't speak fluent tally so she just entered the first one on the left, hoping that she wouldn't die, it had a "I" on it, the next one was "II" followed by "III" and "IV" whatever the fuck that meant. Upon entering the gate she saw what appeared to be a rather open space with many different materials strewn around.
There were bits of plate, some pieces of cloth, with a few tomes on the bookshelf. Her past as a scholar kicking in, she skipped merrily to one of the closest books and took it out. It read: "Crafting For Dummies and Dumb Fucks, exquisitery be damned." This was quite a nice book, if you discount the title. The entire thing consisted of simply making materials better without any regard for looks. She threw the book away.
Looks were important, especially when they could be utilized. Walking around like a "dumb fuck" with crisscrossed plates didn't seem worth it. Then she found what the profession of the deceiver was based on, unless this is a deception. Looking into it she saw that the Deceiver mostly made crafting materials into better parts,
There were apparently multiple branches, but the Deceiver combined all his professions in a way to make one big whole. This is noted in the books as the peak, where all professions interlock and become one when becoming a god. That was too far away though, she focused on what she could do right now. The Deceiver started with metalworking and leatherworking, enchanting was his last subprofession.
He was also interested in material refinement, but noted that it wasn't worth it unless you want to make peak materials for a grade, and you can get skills similar to that if you have normal "working" professions. Metalworking and smithing is quite different. Metalworking specializes in alloys and making the metal that smiths use. Cloth working, Leatherworking, all stemmed in the same vein.
Although the Deceiver, a great god so powerful he could likely wipe out her planet with a wave of his hand, he only had three professions. He had desired more professions, but apparently only very few cases were found where this could apply. As for finishing his notes on refinement, his notes were all over the place, he noted that normal -working skills had the limitation of only refining certain materials, usually you wanted to go as hard into a specific direction as possible.
Unless you wanted to make the best crafting materials, it's usually better to just fuck off with a normal profession + -working subprofession and a supporting profession that will allow you to either find or make materials for your professions. She had already decided to become a tailor, so being able to go into cloth working will be quite good.
The rest of the books were pornographic content with the great Deceiver made the antagonist and the writer, usually the protagonist. Some of it was very spicy. She soon found a little satchel. It was noted as a [Spacial Satchel][Epic]. This was the highest rarity item she found so far. Rarities went Common - Uncommon - Rare - Epic - Ancient - Legendary - Epic Legendary - Mythic.
She donned it and frowned. The only place she could feasibly hold it was across her chest, the problem? It was constantly chafing her nipples. Taking off her shirt she found the most intact section, tore it off and did a little knot before throwing it over her shoulder. Satchel on again she felt more uncivilized, but more wealthy, and somewhat more comfortable.
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Spacial Satchel: A spacial item, imbued with the aspect of Space and the aspect of Leather, is quite sturdy, and will become more sturdy once unattuned Mana or Leather Affinity Mana is injected. Leather Affinity Mana is more effective.
Leather affinity is a thing? Well shit she didn't have that, her earlier problem also hasn't been solved entirely, her shirt was in an awful condition when it was torn, so her chafing woes continued. Walking around a bit she found some books containing bits of information on tailoring. She of course tossed them all into her Satchel, along with every single pornographic novel, she could get her hands on.
Even though it was essentially blasphemy against a god at this scale, the language being archaic and the depictions created by fanatics, she was desperate. And from what she had seen, most of them came from the same author, and the author in question was very well written so it balanced itself out.
The tailoring books mostly went over the basics of using a needle, identifying cloth and being accurate. Grades were determined by the material quality, and how well the material was utilized. There were some auxiliary items a tailor could use, it advised that all of these materials came from the same source. A common one was Clothwipe, it would at common grade work for all materials at common and uncommon grade, rare grade if you pushed it, by that lots of scrubbing and more was used.
The use of Clothwipe's grading is mostly categorized by the kind of debris, if it's just sand you can use common Clothwipe to clear Mythic items with ease. Or even water. Usually some bits of other materials like herbs or other tough items got stuck between the fibers. Clothwipe removes these items. This is true with almost any auxiliary item unless it directly influences the material, auxiliary items are made by -working classes.
You want to use and get used to the same brand so you could get used to what it removes and what you need to scrub, this will increase efficiency greatly. Auxiliary items don't have level requirements, but have different efficiencies, and work for different level groups, using a level 1 Clothwipe on a bit of cloth that has a level 100 herb in it will more likely cause damage to the cloth.
Usually such items are paired with goods on their level, if the strength of the debris is higher than that of the cloth it's ruined anyway, so why bother?
Clothwipe simply cleanses the cloth of any residue besides dyeing agents
Dyeclean is also an auxiliary, but focuses more on cleaning the cloth of the dye, the level and grade of the Dyeclean must match the level or grade of the dye, or must be specialized (at a somewhat close range, grade and level wise) for it to function. Normal non-specialized auxiliary items work around 1-3 grades of a material, besides for legendary and mythic items. There's usually a leeway of 10 levels where the material can be forced to work with a lower level auxiliary item.
Those seem to be the main ones for getting the cloth ready, the next involves stitching in between the fibers in a way to make it very strong. She had spoke with Seyvlia about it and was pleased to know that she had plans regarding her main profession, but she didn't want to spill the water until she they spoke again. At this moment getting a sub profession was quite likely as well.
Finally moving forward after scanning for more pornographic and info graphic content, she moved on. In this hall there was a large axe.The axe felt unfamiliar, as if it was simply rejecting her presence. She walked up to it and tried to touch it, but a repulsive field shined around it. It was a kind of battleaxe, but it was quite small.
Frowning, she tried again, and this time the axe moved. It physically popped up in another display next to it. Furious, she punched the display and gripped the axe. Funnily enough it felt more familiar after that. Taking a deep breath she swung the axe around a few times, unpracticed, but consistent strikes were released. The axe started shining and she saw a message pop up.
The Great Deceiver has summoned you, accept or die.
Do you wish to die. Y/N?
Focusing on the no part she found herself tumbling out of the world until she sat behind man, they were in some kind of jungle with large eagles flying around. The man had large muscles and was seemingly sleeping. Using identify on him, well she tried to use it on him until her eyes started bleeding, then her ears. She stopped the moment her eyes started, but the effect seemed to have painful side effects.
Standing up, she walked over and poked his shoulder.