“My lord, calm down, I understand that the sight of things that have happened here has deeply displeased you. But calm down. Will you allow me a little impertinence?” Hethress
I take three breaths, and with that I smell a strong smell of fear, coming from the slaves who look at me with wide eyes. I return to the form of the serpent people.
“My lord, it was lucky of you to kill Szeddisosh D’Verda, he was useless and would still try to hinder anything my lord intended to do. But killing Cōpa was a waste. He is extremely competent and is still an old snake who knows a lot about things in the capital. Couldn’t you do the same thing you did to him?”
I stop and think. Logically and coldly, she is right, but I remember his face saying those things. Right, right. Then I remember everything, dinner and one thing comes to mind. The elf was roasted, with “exquisiteness”. As Hethress noted, Szeddisosh D’Verda made this kind of feast quite often.
“Hethress, cut off a finger of Cōpa, then go to the kitchen and bring me the entire kitchen staff.” She does as I command. I take the finger and swallow it.
SPECIAL ABILITIES-Improved Copy(Su)
Same. After spawning, a True Core must wait 4/days before doing so again.
Analysis
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Registered entities:
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5-Cōpa, Lawful Evil, Male serpent-folk Expert 12
Copy; yes/no
“No.”
That leaves me and only 3 elves in the room.
I look at the white woman, clearly a a different race of elf, taller and with smaller ears than the dark elves..
“Your name, and how did you end up here?” I say in a calmer voice.
“Sybil, the Druid.” She tells me, looking at the floor. “About 3 years ago, my group and I came to the newly discovered continent of Xok’al in search of fame and wealth, but last time, on one of those expeditions, we were ambushed by the dark elves. Of my group, there were 6, 4 died in the ambush and I and a friend survived. They made us slaves, and after we were sold, I never saw them again.” She stops and takes a deep breath for a few moments, trying to control her emotions. “I was recently sold again and was being transported by them, until we were attacked by Mantis. In the confusion, the slave caravan got separated, and that’s when the serpent people captured us and we ended up here, my lord.”
I look at the dark elf woman and say “STOP”. And she falls to the ground like a mannequin. The Man looks at me and runs towards the door. “STOP”. He also falls to the ground.
“Sybil, they are yours, do whatever you want”. I can tell that Sybil had a lot of pain to vent.
And I sit back down and turn my attention to the door of the great hall.
Shortly after that Hethress enters with the kitchen staff.
“My lord, as ordered, the kitchen staff.”
I nod. “Sriltos, could you do one more thing for me before we call this matter a day, call Hiutotiaco along with some guards.”
He, who had been half catatonic until now, looks at me and without saying anything runs off to do what I asked.
Sybil, the Druid finishes venting her anger and I call her.
“Sybil, come here and sit next to me, you must be tired.” She is a Dantesque sight, her slave clothes splattered with blood, her hair dirty and disheveled and her gaze empty, lost. She comes and sits down, without reacting, like a doll.
Hethress, come here too, I want to ask some questions and ask for some advice. Her eyes light up and she comes to sit down, as she does so she asks. "A wine my lord?"
"Yes." I want to quickly wipe the taste of Cōpa from my mouth.
We await Sriltos and Hiutotiaco. The smell of fear is now strong coming from the kitchen staff.
They soon arrive.
“Hiutotiaco, as of today the head chef is exiled, take off all his clothes and expel him from the village, tell him that anyone who helps him will meet the same fate. All of the chef’s possessions are now the property of the former slave Sybil the Druid.” I look at the rest of the kitchen staff. “From today you are servants of Sybil the Druid, take her to Cōpa’s old chambers, give her a bath, feed her and take care of her, your lives depend on it.”
At that I conjure, on the bodies of the 3 dark elves, Create Greater Undead and a menu appears in front of me:
Create Greater Undead
School: necromancy
Level: 8
Casting Time: 1 standard action
Components: V, S, M (corpse)
Range: 10m+2m/2 level
Area: 1 ou + corpse with up to x4/caster's HD
Duration: instantaneous
Saving Throw: none
Spell : none
This evil spell allows you to infuse a dead body with negative energy to create more powerful sorts of undead
options:
Ghoul
Hollow helm
Huecuva
Crawling hand
Juju zombie
Skeletal champion4Enervation
Ghast, festrog
Draugr
Guardian phantom armor
Attic whisperer
Blast shadow
Crawling hand (giant)
WightEnervation
Giant phantom armor
Mummy
Crypt thingTeleport
Phantom lancer
Dullahan
Death Knight
Mohrg
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Rajput Ambari
Shadow
Allip
Wraith
Totenmaske
Spectre
Bonestorm
Greater shadow
Witchfire
Banshee
Bodak
Devourer
Minor reaper
Psi Power Slot 8: 6/6=>5/6
Activate: y/n choose one:?
“Yes, Death Knight.”
3 Death Knights emerge from the bodies. They are naked and only their skeletons remain, their flesh turning into a cloud of black dust that quickly dissipates into the air.
Fear is now a cloud as thick as molasses.
I command telepathically “You will now be under the command of Hiutotiaco.”
“Hiutotiaco, these 3 Death Knights are under your command, make good use of them.”
She bows and says to the 3 Death Knights, “Take the cook and take him outside and take off all his clothes.” 3 ghostly voices say in unison. “Yes, commander!”
They grab him and drag him outside, all while shouting for mercy from the cook.
But I saw the mercy he gave to his “dishes".
“Hethress, prepare Szeddisosh’s room, which will now be our room, and wait for me there. I need some time alone.”
“Yes, my lord, come, Sriltos.” The two of them leave, and I’m left alone in the great hall. I look at all the mess I’ve made. “I have to get out of here. I get up and leave the hall and walk to the courtyard of the Great House. Then I start to rise through the air, feeling the cold breeze, it calms me down a little, from up high I see a small island in the middle of the river that runs near the village. It seems like a good place to think, I start to descend.
As soon as I touch the ground, I take off my boots and feel the damp grass of the island on my feet. I sit on the floor and rest my head in my hands.
What was that, I ate 5 people/creatures/intelligent beings, as if they were meatballs. I didn’t even have to think much, and the taste. Before, when I ate the things Hethress made, they had no taste, it was like eating paper. But them, it was like eating bacon with chocolate. WTF! Okay, they were people, but they ate intelligent living beings.
But apparently I do too.
Hypocrisy?!
Yes!!
But why don't I feel like I did something wrong? Is it me or is it this body with its needs?
“Master, there's something on the other side of the river watching us.” Says Jeannie. Who I only just realized was right next to me. Yeah, I really must be very disoriented.
“You who are hiding, I've already seen you, so come out and say what you want. And do it quickly, I'm not in a good mood!”
Then a figure wrapped in a hooded cloak that hides his face.
“I am Meikosil the Lich and you must be The True Core. We have common enemies.”
“You are the Lich who has been attacking everything living in the region. Why don't I simply destroy you and solve the problem?”
“Because it wouldn’t solve the problem. I no longer control the undead I created, and my powers were taken away when I didn’t accept the quest to destroy you.”
“Quest, what quest?” I fly across the river and approach the lich. Then he explains the quest to me, and in return I explain to him what alignment and level are.
What did I do to be the target of a worldwide hunt????
And I thought it couldn’t get any worse.
“A common enemy unites us, you say. But you said you lost your army and powers. How can you help me, and what do you want in return?”
“Knowledge. The quest said you are a creature of great powers, and that not even death would be immune to your corruption, and I know where you can assemble a powerful army.”
“What I want in return is protection until I recover.”
“Ok. I accept your proposal. But first, I want to see this “army” you say exists. If it exists, why didn't you take it for yourself?"
"I don't have the power to use it yet... I was trying to build a foundation to use it in the future. But now, centuries of preparation, studies and research have been thrown in the trash."
"In 2 days we will meet here on this little island again at dusk." I say.
I take off and return to the village.
It seems that the news spread quickly and the streets are empty. I take a walk around the top of the wall and then return to the Great House. The servants of the House avoid me like the devil himself. I go to my room, Szeddisos's old room. Hethress is already in the room waiting for me, wearing a diaphanous dress and lying on the huge bed. She extends her arms inviting me and I accept, a few hours of pleasure will help me.
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The next day after a 'coffee" of wine, goat's milk and rabbit meat, which I now confirm, even though it is "real" food and not conjured food, it is still tasteless. With me are Hethress, Sriltos, Hiutotiaco. "Yesterday I was sought out by Meikosil the Lich." Everyone looks at me. I report everything the Lich said and offered. “My lord, I advise caution, even though he is, as he says, powerless, he is a vile creature and his only goal is to destroy everything living, he will betray you as soon as he sees fit.” Hethress says.
I touch her hand across the table. “I know, I will solve your loyalty problem when we meet in 2 days.”
“Hiutotiaco, how is the mantis issue?”
“Yesterday’s battle was a powerful blow to the mantis tribes, we should have some truce for a few weeks. It would be better if we could destroy some of the breeding nests, but we don’t have the strength for that.”
“Isn’t there some way to make a more lasting truce or some kind of treaty?” I ask.
“No, my lord. Their culture demands that they hunt heads; they also have a monstrous mentality that does not include concepts such as treaty or truce. If they can, they attack, if not, they wait to get stronger to attack. Only extermination will stop this.”
“What a waste.” I say.
“Hiutotiaco, arrest all the supporters of the former lord. Then I will decide their fates.” She stands up and leaves. “Sriltos, could you take Sybil, the Druid to the hall?” “Of course, my lord.” He also stands up and leaves. “What is your interest in the white elf, my lord?” Hethress she asks me jealously. “Curiosity.” I give her a smile.
“Hethress, Sybil is a magic user and she only had a slave collar on. Why didn’t she do some magic and run away?”
Magic users who are enslaved or imprisoned are fed Kiewalki root in their rations and drinks, this root leaves the mind unable to focus magic.”
“Is this root hard to find?” I ask.
No, it only grows near the mountains, but it is easy to reproduce through magic.
We go to the hall where we meet Sybil. Sitting in a high-backed chair with Hethress sitting at my feet with me stroking her head. I feel like CONAN himself. LOL.
“Sybil the Druid, we were not formally introduced yesterday, I am Crixus and I hope you had a good night's sleep. I would like to say that you are free and I can take you home as soon as I finish asking you a few questions. Understand that you are not obligated to answer them and not answering them will not change my mind about your freedom or taking you home.”
“Insolent slave...” Hethress says growling
“Hethress, calm down. Yes, I will. I would like you to think of a good place for us to reach via teleportation, somewhere calm, with few people and that you know well.”
Sybil thinks, Teleportation is a powerful magic but even the great magicians of the kingdom cannot cross the sea that separates the continents of Zeisibar and Xok'al. He will have to make several teleportations. But she does as the monster asked, she has nothing to lose.
The gentle breeze carried the scent of pine and damp earth, while the morning sun filtered through the leaves of the forest. It was a day like any other in my childhood, and I found myself on the banks of the river that wound through the trees.
The river, a trickle of crystal-clear water that ran with a constant murmur, was my playground. Its banks were covered in soft, green grass, where I played hide-and-seek with my friends. The trees, tall and imposing, formed a verdant canopy that protected us from the scorching sun.
She begins to remember a place from her childhood
The forest was a magical labyrinth, full of mysteries and adventures. Each tree had a story to tell, each trunk a different texture, each leaf a unique color. In its branches, birds sang enchanting melodies, and on the ground, squirrels hopped among the roots.
I spent hours exploring the forest, imagining stories and creating magical worlds. The trees turned into sleeping giants, the rivers into chocolate rivers and the rocks into fairy tale characters. That place was my refuge, my paradise. A place where my imagination flew free, where time stood still and life was simple and pure. A place that I will carry forever in my heart, like a memory of my happy childhood.
She feels a mind observing everything along with her. Then she hears the creature's voice.
"Great! Well done, Sybil! Sriltos, Sriltos seek all of Sybil's servants." As soon as everyone arrives I order everyone to touch my outstretched arms. Then a powerful magic being summoned and in a flash of light she is in the clearing near the river of her hometown, Famir, and by her side are the monster and his companions.
"I may be a monster, Sybil, but I am the monster who freed you and brought you home. Before we part, I would like to ask you a favor. Think of a good place to arrive in the capital of your empire." Says the monster with a canine-toothed grin.
Still disoriented, she thinks of a mule stop 1 hour from the entrance to the capital of the empire.
The monster extends his hand and a ball of dirt rises from the ground and a gesture once again powerful magic makes a stone the size of an apple and the same color appear. "For your troubles."
Soon after, the two disappear.
I, 4 serpent people, my servants and a ruby, were left standing there not knowing what to do.
“Am I dreaming?” And soon after, she thinks: What have I done?