Nathan can follow signage and such very easily. He's just too curious and impulsive for his own good and bores a bit easily when it doesn't involve his mechs
What if Nathan killed another goblin, treated the skin so it wouldn't rot, then used it as a skin for a mech? Would that count as a Construct still, or is that firmly in Necromantic territory?
Necromatic I mean. Although now that I've made the typo, how common are necrophiles? As in will we have to worry about monsters who will try to kill and raise us so they can make sweet love with our undead bodies?
Because you're crossing too many lines, god forbid we encounter a baby goblin or something like that. "Hmm, if we light this baby on fire, the other goblins will set themselves on fire trying to put it out, that way we can stab them in the back, and have a perfectly delicious baby goblin venison."
And then he'd probably pit it against the Fire Imp. It gets killed, and THEN he uses it as a trap. Or buries it. Or we stop the whole thing before the baby dies because the rest of the party is smart enough to see it coming. It could go any way.
"Fire imps are clever little creatures, with a taste for anything. I believe they may hold the secrets to the universe. I must find out their secrets. I must learn their ways. Maybe if I adopt their style of living..."
"Summoner Skulls are just... HATE HATE HATE HATE! Why can't they be CUDDLEABLE Skulls!? And even worse, they do necromancy! Why is THAT summoning!? I mean, fine, there was that incident when I was 8 where I tried necromancy to bring back my dog Scruffy but that was a long time ago! ...And it only resulted in 11 casualties!"
I think I just made it canon that Nathan attempted necromancy and it resulted in 11 casualilties. Of course, kid, so he probably thought, "I'll summon him from the dead!" and casualties were, "I got myself and 10 friends grounded for even thinking about necromancy"
"Why is Chaos Magic an illegal school? It seems like so much fun! Like pulling a lever on a slot machine! You watch it go round and round and round and round and where was I? Oh right, I'm going to be the first tri element Wizard! Fire Water and Earth! Then I can do Chaos Magic without doing Chaos Magic!"
"I found a journal entry from when I was a kid! 'Rawr! Goblins are cool! They eat monsters up! When I grow up Imma be a Goblin! Rawr!' Silly younger me. You shove goblins into bags! ...Where they suffocate apparently. ...I MAY need to invest in a net..."
"Gazer Skulls are weird. The skeletons make no sense. I mean, the bones have to cone from SOMEWHERE, and what creature has huge hands? ...Wait... Oh my god we've found the skeleton of the legendary Bighand! Bigfoot's fifth cousin twice removed! I must tell everyone!"
"Mechs. My beautiful, beautiful mechs. You can make essentially any monster you want with the right materials and it will be fully under your control. They seem to go wonky near the dungeon if not summoned, however. Could just be a fault in the engine, however
"My mecha spider is my pride and joy. Fast, agile, and elegant, she is an excellent scout. I plan to upgrade her in the future, though, and make her a friend. I think I'll call her friend Mimic
"Anyways, Mech will hopefully be able to stick to walls soon, and will get a sort of ranged projectile. High speed, launched with gasses"
N. Lancaster's Record of Events, Vol. 16: The Dungeon, Entry #3
We've cleared our first two floors. Treasure has been plentiful enough, though I myself have received little. Disappointing, yes, but we have plenty of time to recoup our losses. Also, I've come up with a new use for my barrier skill, one that prevents attacking rather than deterring it. Combined with my already significant stores of defensive magic, I'll be able to outlast my...companions on the latter floors and collect their shares.
Concerning my companions, my opinions have changed somewhat since the last entry at the beginning of the first floor. Coal, for example, has proven himself to be something of a genius manchild. He's consistently dealing the most damage out of all of us, particularly with his likeminded Fire Imp. He even managed to strangle a goblin with his rucksack (note: goblins may just be very stupid). And yet, he's constantly bumbling around and hurting himself out of battle. He constructed an Earth Wand, which is quite a brilliant idea, but only after hacking into a goblin corpse like a necromancer. Figuring out how he's survived so long might just be the subject of one of my dissertations.
As for everyone else, there have only been minor surprises. Belighor has proven himself to be effective in battle, albeit favoring the skald over everyone else. The skald herself has made one intelligent comment, one more than I'd expect from any skaldhead. The poisoner's gone quiet as of late and Mr. Turk....will be discussed more in the next entry, I suppose.
"I want a Monitor Golem. I will somehow get one. I don't know HOW, but I will. It completely nulls magic... Hmm... How hard IS that stone...? I wonder if..."
"Rawr, I am a goblin, I am scared of bags" several tap-dancing skeletons are seen from the top of a tower. A solitary river moves outwards from the tower. the tower is made out of flies, the tower ceases to exist.
"Hexing puzzles me so Like a huffalump made of snow! Why is it illegal to curse monsters? Such as the dreaded galomphaster? Maybe they should give hexing a chance! Then maybe perchance I could see a nurse And get this Dr Seuss curse Removed from me This suck terribly!"
I don't know how to deal with Nathan's constant walking off (it's weird saying that, Nathan is half of my own first name), nor do I remember the priest's name, and I still can't find it.
Comments
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Everyone else except Demei is with Edmund and Oria.
Which reminds me. Edmund's been kind of quiet for a while.
peeps will have more to say when I arise from my slumber (I am going to take a nap)
also I statted out some Adventure Time monsters earlier, that was fun, if unproductive.
Pie is also good
Tell me this isn't in character for Nathen Ica.
How far until you start attacking humans.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
"Fire imps are clever little creatures, with a taste for anything. I believe they may hold the secrets to the universe. I must find out their secrets. I must learn their ways. Maybe if I adopt their style of living..."
"Slimes. Slimes are fun. And squishy. And slimey. They make good sunblock and tan lotion. Except for Ice ones. Too cold"
"Summoner Skulls are just... HATE HATE HATE HATE! Why can't they be CUDDLEABLE Skulls!? And even worse, they do necromancy! Why is THAT summoning!? I mean, fine, there was that incident when I was 8 where I tried necromancy to bring back my dog Scruffy but that was a long time ago! ...And it only resulted in 11 casualties!"
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Then again it's Nathan
"'Poor Yorik, I hardly knew'... Uh... Knew thee? Knew him? Fuck it, Shakespeare's stupid and so are skeletons"
"Why is Chaos Magic an illegal school? It seems like so much fun! Like pulling a lever on a slot machine! You watch it go round and round and round and round and where was I? Oh right, I'm going to be the first tri element Wizard! Fire Water and Earth! Then I can do Chaos Magic without doing Chaos Magic!"
"I found a journal entry from when I was a kid! 'Rawr! Goblins are cool! They eat monsters up! When I grow up Imma be a Goblin! Rawr!' Silly younger me. You shove goblins into bags! ...Where they suffocate apparently. ...I MAY need to invest in a net..."
"Gazer Skulls are weird. The skeletons make no sense. I mean, the bones have to cone from SOMEWHERE, and what creature has huge hands? ...Wait... Oh my god we've found the skeleton of the legendary Bighand! Bigfoot's fifth cousin twice removed! I must tell everyone!"
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How will lunkarst lenchaztar lenkastr N. repsnod rezpawn raspone react two this?
"Oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god. ...Uh... Oh god.
"Uh...
"I learned something. Do NOT give a Fire Imp alcohol. Just... Trust me on this"
"Mechs. My beautiful, beautiful mechs. You can make essentially any monster you want with the right materials and it will be fully under your control. They seem to go wonky near the dungeon if not summoned, however. Could just be a fault in the engine, however
"My mecha spider is my pride and joy. Fast, agile, and elegant, she is an excellent scout. I plan to upgrade her in the future, though, and make her a friend. I think I'll call her friend Mimic
"Anyways, Mech will hopefully be able to stick to walls soon, and will get a sort of ranged projectile. High speed, launched with gasses"
"Torchlight Moths are cute. Likely flammable. ...Yet my bestiary says they can spew flames. How does that work?"
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
We've cleared our first two floors. Treasure has been plentiful enough, though I myself have received little. Disappointing, yes, but we have plenty of time to recoup our losses. Also, I've come up with a new use for my barrier skill, one that prevents attacking rather than deterring it. Combined with my already significant stores of defensive magic, I'll be able to outlast my...companions on the latter floors and collect their shares.
Concerning my companions, my opinions have changed somewhat since the last entry at the beginning of the first floor. Coal, for example, has proven himself to be something of a genius manchild. He's consistently dealing the most damage out of all of us, particularly with his likeminded Fire Imp. He even managed to strangle a goblin with his rucksack (note: goblins may just be very stupid). And yet, he's constantly bumbling around and hurting himself out of battle. He constructed an Earth Wand, which is quite a brilliant idea, but only after hacking into a goblin corpse like a necromancer. Figuring out how he's survived so long might just be the subject of one of my dissertations.
As for everyone else, there have only been minor surprises. Belighor has proven himself to be effective in battle, albeit favoring the skald over everyone else. The skald herself has made one intelligent comment, one more than I'd expect from any skaldhead. The poisoner's gone quiet as of late and Mr. Turk....will be discussed more in the next entry, I suppose.
"I want a Monitor Golem. I will somehow get one. I don't know HOW, but I will. It completely nulls magic... Hmm... How hard IS that stone...? I wonder if..."
"Rawr, I am a goblin, I am scared of bags" several tap-dancing skeletons are seen from the top of a tower. A solitary river moves outwards from the tower. the tower is made out of flies, the tower ceases to exist.
"Hexing puzzles me so
Like a huffalump made of snow!
Why is it illegal to curse monsters?
Such as the dreaded galomphaster?
Maybe they should give hexing a chance!
Then maybe perchance
I could see a nurse
And get this Dr Seuss curse
Removed from me
This suck terribly!"
2 bird with 1 stone.