Post by Iron Enchanter on Feb 10, 2018 13:06:30 GMT
There had been rumours about quality scrap being carried away from the towns. Mayor Watson of Wheaton, with his magic money making machine, ordered a group of mercenaries to investigate where the quality scrap had been taken. The mercenaries never came back - they died, yes they died, because Mayor Watson of Wheaton is the richest man that ever lived and nobody could outbid him - not even Bolto.
Higher powers had to be called to aid in this quest, so a ritual was played where a demi-god Chreesus summoned a demonbaby by using a full-bodied song played by a group of immortal pit-bards. Yet an accident was never called for, but a young dementia patient by the name of "Riliai Cantrememba Butt-Eye Lavfairbals" spouted out some destructive magic at the ritual grounds. The demonbaby was born with a tail due to the accident and it looked like an ugly primate, but showed potential so, it had to be kept.
The demonbaby grew very strong, but it took a lot of time and effort to manage it - a lot of scrap had been lost and the flow of scrap away from the towns had increased exponentially and the smithy was unable to provide the merchants with proper armors now. Leather became the trend and fashionable clothing took over the towns - dwarves stuck to mithril because it was masculine enough and gniht is still running around naked somewhere.
* * *
A full-grown demon was finally formed and it was able to polymorph itself in to a piece of quality scrap. The demon was then instructed with specific kinds of otherworldy rulings set by some pretty evil clerics to follow a certain procedure of investigating and by love and care the demon was already very loyal to its summoners.
Weeks passed, nothing was heard of the demon. Months passed, nothing was heard of the demon. All the planning and bringing up of an otherworldy being had apprently been for nothing.
* * *
Had someone accidentally left their scrap vacuum active before leaving for some fun at the mages guild or was it a real danger the towns was facing?
To be continued...
Higher powers had to be called to aid in this quest, so a ritual was played where a demi-god Chreesus summoned a demonbaby by using a full-bodied song played by a group of immortal pit-bards. Yet an accident was never called for, but a young dementia patient by the name of "Riliai Cantrememba Butt-Eye Lavfairbals" spouted out some destructive magic at the ritual grounds. The demonbaby was born with a tail due to the accident and it looked like an ugly primate, but showed potential so, it had to be kept.
The demonbaby grew very strong, but it took a lot of time and effort to manage it - a lot of scrap had been lost and the flow of scrap away from the towns had increased exponentially and the smithy was unable to provide the merchants with proper armors now. Leather became the trend and fashionable clothing took over the towns - dwarves stuck to mithril because it was masculine enough and gniht is still running around naked somewhere.
* * *
A full-grown demon was finally formed and it was able to polymorph itself in to a piece of quality scrap. The demon was then instructed with specific kinds of otherworldy rulings set by some pretty evil clerics to follow a certain procedure of investigating and by love and care the demon was already very loyal to its summoners.
Weeks passed, nothing was heard of the demon. Months passed, nothing was heard of the demon. All the planning and bringing up of an otherworldy being had apprently been for nothing.
* * *
Had someone accidentally left their scrap vacuum active before leaving for some fun at the mages guild or was it a real danger the towns was facing?
To be continued...