Chapter 114: Sootable Upgrades
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Chapter 114: Sootable Upgrades
Once Delta got all the gargoyles registered into the new Spawn point, a weight she hadn’t even noticed on her shoulders lifted. The haunting organ music was happily supplied by Maestro. The musically inclined fungi seemed to have Delta’s entire musical knowledge under his cap now, and was ready to abuse it.
The forge beyond had been cleared out, and Delta felt she still had a solid amount of DP to spend...
Max Mana: 350
DP: 842
Delta was sure in a short while she could start stockpiling for her megastructure projects. A giant tower, some stadium. A space elevator? She spent the needed 100 DP to reform the forge in repaired condition. The anvil was not made of the steel metal she had seen in games or tvs but a glassy black stone. The forge looked like she could bake bread in it and lose a few fingers. The once broken racks were new and smooth, the ceiling was de-cobwebbed. She brought up the menu for the room.
Demon Forge: The den of mighty creation.
-Allow the forge to burn at a much higher temperature. 10 DP.
-A stock of iron, copper, and alloys form on the shelves in ingots. 50 DP
-Allows materials from the dungeon to form on the shelves for Runilac to experiment with. 20 DP.
-Creates a wave of soot sprites to aid the blacksmith in tasks. 30 DP.
Click to expand...
“Do... do the soot sprites have big googly eyes?” Delta whispered to the screen in awe. The menu flickered to edit itself.
-Creates a wave of adorable googly-eyed sprites to aid the Blacksmith in tasks. 30 DP.
-All items created in the Forge will have a mote of Delta in it. Effects unknown. 100 DP.
That sounded like a gamble. That wasn’t good. Delta had to think about this hard bef-
Her finger purchased the last upgrade without her consent.
“I need child locks on my menus,” Delta mumbled. The symbol of Delta blazed on top of the forge but not much else happened. Delta shrugged and purchased everything.
She needed epic loot to fight evil cult people. It was just a fact. Metal ingots formed on the shelves along with boar tusks, various flowers, blood of a frog, bark of a Wyin tree, Fera brews, Bob pincers, Ghoul teeth, and Dark Drake Feathers.
And of course, plump Gutrot mushrooms.Witness the debut of this chapter, unveiled through Ñôv€l--B1n.
Delta glared at them with an evil eye. However, she was soon distracted by the wall leaking pure darkness.
“I don’t think that is normal,” she said slowly. Did she have to call a pest control guy? If it was dark, would an electrician for light be better? Soon a dozen wide eyes looked up at Delta. One or two would have been adorable, the undulating mass below her however, had hundreds of eyes that looked more like a single creature.
Delta silently left the room.
What is wrong? You look like you’ve/ you have seen a ghost...
Nu’s box appeared. Delta swallowed.
“Worse,” Tom said gravely. The book leaned forward and with a deep rumble, spoke.
“It fell in love,” he whispered. The silence was suddenly pressing to the group.
“With who? How did that do anything?” Grim asked and Tom flipped pages until the visage of a young woman with a warm smile, calloused hands and a worker’s tan appeared.
“It all began with this woman, Tiamarie...” he said, getting into the story.
“Ah love, a terrible affliction,” said a sage voice from the shadows. Everyone spun to see a large frog covered in feathers and dangling beads, whilst holding a gnarled staff with rocks and pulsing orbs dangling off the top via strings and cords.
On her shoulder, an orange bird perched.
“Did you have to hop into our story time?” Grim asked annoyed. He was sort of into the tale now. He then thought about what he just said. The bird fluffed up as if sensing a foe encroaching on its nest.
“Watch your tongue!” the bird tweeted. Grim covered his mouth to hide his orange tongue. He narrowed his eyes.
“Stick a feather in your cap and flock off,” Grim said back. The bird expanded as if trying to appear intimidating. The frog looked pained.
“Children,” she said with force. Grim and the bird glared at each other.
“I am Devina, your guide on this floor. I shall be following behind, escorting the injured, and making sure all goes well on your adventure,” she bowed and everyone nodded back. Devina looked like she had seen some things from the way she went on to talk about the second floor.
“Unlike the first floor, with its straightforward passages and single rooms, rewarded with warm food and comfort when you reached the end, the second floor is more open. If the first floor rewarded your courage to move forward, the second floor will reward you on how you move from here on out. There is no correct path, only one destination,” Devina smiled as she saw she had their attention.
“The entrance to the boss room is barred by three doors. In the method of fairness, our Mother has declared it kind to tell you of the keys before you reach the door and force you to backtrack. I will not tell you where the keys are. But they are not buried randomly or in any tree. They will be in key points in the area,” she said smoothly and the orange bird cracked up with tweeting laughter. Devina closed her eyes for a long moment.
“There are six keys, but you need only three to reach the boss. Hints may be found on the doors themselves,” Devina went on after a moment.
“What happens if we get all 6?” Grim immediately asked and Devina gave him a look. He remembered this fro gvery well. Right before a giant worm nearly ate him...
“Maybe nothing... maybe something. Perhaps the lukewarm response that the trial will be the reward of experience... but that is nonsense and boring. Collect as many or as little as needed... but a warning. On this floor, hidden in shadows and in trees are terrible demons. If they know you are here... you will find your time to rest vastly reduced,” she smiled, and it looked like she knew what she was talking about.
“Delta wouldn’t let demons into her dungeon, well besides Miss Ruli... and Mister Runilac... and I guess maybe that mime I’ve heard about...” Kemy trailed off for a moment.
The group went silent as they digested that.
This Dungeon was very odd. Perhaps... too odd for some.
“Any advice?” Grim tried. Devina looked to the ceiling in thought.
“Try the popcorn,” she finally said and walked off.
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Chapter 114: Sootable Upgrades
Once Delta got all the gargoyles registered into the new Spawn point, a weight she hadn’t even noticed on her shoulders lifted. The haunting organ music was happily supplied by Maestro. The musically inclined fungi seemed to have Delta’s entire musical knowledge under his cap now, and was ready to abuse it.
The forge beyond had been cleared out, and Delta felt she still had a solid amount of DP to spend...
Max Mana: 350
DP: 842
Delta was sure in a short while she could start stockpiling for her megastructure projects. A giant tower, some stadium. A space elevator? She spent the needed 100 DP to reform the forge in repaired condition. The anvil was not made of the steel metal she had seen in games or tvs but a glassy black stone. The forge looked like she could bake bread in it and lose a few fingers. The once broken racks were new and smooth, the ceiling was de-cobwebbed. She brought up the menu for the room.
Demon Forge: The den of mighty creation.
-Allow the forge to burn at a much higher temperature. 10 DP.
-A stock of iron, copper, and alloys form on the shelves in ingots. 50 DP
-Allows materials from the dungeon to form on the shelves for Runilac to experiment with. 20 DP.
-Creates a wave of soot sprites to aid the blacksmith in tasks. 30 DP.
Click to expand...
“Do... do the soot sprites have big googly eyes?” Delta whispered to the screen in awe. The menu flickered to edit itself.
-Creates a wave of adorable googly-eyed sprites to aid the Blacksmith in tasks. 30 DP.
-All items created in the Forge will have a mote of Delta in it. Effects unknown. 100 DP.
That sounded like a gamble. That wasn’t good. Delta had to think about this hard bef-
Her finger purchased the last upgrade without her consent.
“I need child locks on my menus,” Delta mumbled. The symbol of Delta blazed on top of the forge but not much else happened. Delta shrugged and purchased everything.
She needed epic loot to fight evil cult people. It was just a fact. Metal ingots formed on the shelves along with boar tusks, various flowers, blood of a frog, bark of a Wyin tree, Fera brews, Bob pincers, Ghoul teeth, and Dark Drake Feathers.
And of course, plump Gutrot mushrooms.Witness the debut of this chapter, unveiled through Ñôv€l--B1n.
Delta glared at them with an evil eye. However, she was soon distracted by the wall leaking pure darkness.
“I don’t think that is normal,” she said slowly. Did she have to call a pest control guy? If it was dark, would an electrician for light be better? Soon a dozen wide eyes looked up at Delta. One or two would have been adorable, the undulating mass below her however, had hundreds of eyes that looked more like a single creature.
Delta silently left the room.
What is wrong? You look like you’ve/ you have seen a ghost...
Nu’s box appeared. Delta swallowed.
“Worse,” Tom said gravely. The book leaned forward and with a deep rumble, spoke.
“It fell in love,” he whispered. The silence was suddenly pressing to the group.
“With who? How did that do anything?” Grim asked and Tom flipped pages until the visage of a young woman with a warm smile, calloused hands and a worker’s tan appeared.
“It all began with this woman, Tiamarie...” he said, getting into the story.
“Ah love, a terrible affliction,” said a sage voice from the shadows. Everyone spun to see a large frog covered in feathers and dangling beads, whilst holding a gnarled staff with rocks and pulsing orbs dangling off the top via strings and cords.
On her shoulder, an orange bird perched.
“Did you have to hop into our story time?” Grim asked annoyed. He was sort of into the tale now. He then thought about what he just said. The bird fluffed up as if sensing a foe encroaching on its nest.
“Watch your tongue!” the bird tweeted. Grim covered his mouth to hide his orange tongue. He narrowed his eyes.
“Stick a feather in your cap and flock off,” Grim said back. The bird expanded as if trying to appear intimidating. The frog looked pained.
“Children,” she said with force. Grim and the bird glared at each other.
“I am Devina, your guide on this floor. I shall be following behind, escorting the injured, and making sure all goes well on your adventure,” she bowed and everyone nodded back. Devina looked like she had seen some things from the way she went on to talk about the second floor.
“Unlike the first floor, with its straightforward passages and single rooms, rewarded with warm food and comfort when you reached the end, the second floor is more open. If the first floor rewarded your courage to move forward, the second floor will reward you on how you move from here on out. There is no correct path, only one destination,” Devina smiled as she saw she had their attention.
“The entrance to the boss room is barred by three doors. In the method of fairness, our Mother has declared it kind to tell you of the keys before you reach the door and force you to backtrack. I will not tell you where the keys are. But they are not buried randomly or in any tree. They will be in key points in the area,” she said smoothly and the orange bird cracked up with tweeting laughter. Devina closed her eyes for a long moment.
“There are six keys, but you need only three to reach the boss. Hints may be found on the doors themselves,” Devina went on after a moment.
“What happens if we get all 6?” Grim immediately asked and Devina gave him a look. He remembered this fro gvery well. Right before a giant worm nearly ate him...
“Maybe nothing... maybe something. Perhaps the lukewarm response that the trial will be the reward of experience... but that is nonsense and boring. Collect as many or as little as needed... but a warning. On this floor, hidden in shadows and in trees are terrible demons. If they know you are here... you will find your time to rest vastly reduced,” she smiled, and it looked like she knew what she was talking about.
“Delta wouldn’t let demons into her dungeon, well besides Miss Ruli... and Mister Runilac... and I guess maybe that mime I’ve heard about...” Kemy trailed off for a moment.
The group went silent as they digested that.
This Dungeon was very odd. Perhaps... too odd for some.
“Any advice?” Grim tried. Devina looked to the ceiling in thought.
“Try the popcorn,” she finally said and walked off.
Chapter 114: Sootable UpgradesOnce Delta got all the gargoyles registered into the new Spawn point, a weight she hadn't even noticed on her shoulders lifted. The haunting organ music was happily supplied by Maestro. The musically inclined fungi seemed to have Delta's entire musical knowledge under his cap now, and was ready to abuse it.The forge beyond had been cleared out, and Delta felt she still had a solid amount of DP to spend... Max Mana: 350DP: 842 Delta was sure in a short while she could start stockpiling for her megastructure projects. A giant tower, some stadium. A space elevator? She spent the needed 100 DP to reform the forge in repaired condition. The anvil was not made of the steel metal she had seen in games or tvs but a glassy black stone. The forge looked like she could bake bread in it and lose a few fingers. The once broken racks were new and smooth, the ceiling was de-cobwebbed. She brought up the menu for the room. Demon Forge: The den of mighty creation.-Allow the forge to burn at a much higher temperature. 10 DP.-A stock of iron, copper, and alloys form on the shelves in ingots. 50 DP-Allows materials from the dungeon to form on the shelves for Runilac to experiment with. 20 DP.-Creates a wave of soot sprites to aid the blacksmith in tasks. 30 DP.Click to expand... Do... do the soot sprites have big googly eyes? Delta whispered to the screen in awe. The menu flickered to edit itself. -Creates a wave of adorable googly-eyed sprites to aid the Blacksmith in tasks. 30 DP.-All items created in the Forge will have a mote of Delta in it. Effects unknown. 100 DP. That sounded like a gamble. That wasn't good. Delta had to think about this hard bef-Her finger purchased the last upgrade without her consent.I need child locks on my menus, Delta mumbled. The symbol of Delta blazed on top of the forge but not much else happened. Delta shrugged and purchased everything.She needed epic loot to fight evil cult people. It was just a fact. Metal ingots formed on the shelves along with boar tusks, various flowers, blood of a frog, bark of a Wyin tree, Fera brews, Bob pincers, Ghoul teeth, and Dark Drake Feathers.And of course, plump Gutrot mushrooms.Witness the debut of this chapter, unveiled through Novl--B1n.Delta glared at them with an evil eye. However, she was soon distracted by the wall leaking pure darkness.I don't think that is normal, she said slowly. Did she have to call a pest control guy? If it was dark, would an electrician for light be better? Soon a dozen wide eyes looked up at Delta. One or two would have been adorable, the undulating mass below her however, had hundreds of eyes that looked more like a single creature.Delta silently left the room.What is wrong? You look like you've/ you have seen a ghost...Nu's box appeared. Delta swallowed.Worse, Tom said gravely. The book leaned forward and with a deep rumble, spoke.It fell in love, he whispered. The silence was suddenly pressing to the group.With who? How did that do anything? Grim asked and Tom flipped pages until the visage of a young woman with a warm smile, calloused hands and a worker's tan appeared.It all began with this woman, Tiamarie... he said, getting into the story.Ah love, a terrible affliction, said a sage voice from the shadows. Everyone spun to see a large frog covered in feathers and dangling beads, whilst holding a gnarled staff with rocks and pulsing orbs dangling off the top via strings and cords.On her shoulder, an orange bird perched.Did you have to hop into our story time? Grim asked annoyed. He was sort of into the tale now. He then thought about what he just said. The bird fluffed up as if sensing a foe encroaching on its nest.Watch your tongue! the bird tweeted. Grim covered his mouth to hide his orange tongue. He narrowed his eyes.Stick a feather in your cap and flock off, Grim said back. The bird expanded as if trying to appear intimidating. The frog looked pained.Children, she said with force. Grim and the bird glared at each other.I am Devina, your guide on this floor. I shall be following behind, escorting the injured, and making sure all goes well on your adventure, she bowed and everyone nodded back. Devina looked like she had seen some things from the way she went on to talk about the second floor.Unlike the first floor, with its straightforward passages and single rooms, rewarded with warm food and comfort when you reached the end, the second floor is more open. If the first floor rewarded your courage to move forward, the second floor will reward you on how you move from here on out. There is no correct path, only one destination, Devina smiled as she saw she had their attention.The entrance to the boss room is barred by three doors. In the method of fairness, our Mother has declared it kind to tell you of the keys before you reach the door and force you to backtrack. I will not tell you where the keys are. But they are not buried randomly or in any tree. They will be in key points in the area, she said smoothly and the orange bird cracked up with tweeting laughter. Devina closed her eyes for a long moment.There are six keys, but you need only three to reach the boss. Hints may be found on the doors themselves, Devina went on after a moment.What happens if we get all 6? Grim immediately asked and Devina gave him a look. He remembered this fro gvery well. Right before a giant worm nearly ate him...Maybe nothing... maybe something. Perhaps the lukewarm response that the trial will be the reward of experience... but that is nonsense and boring. Collect as many or as little as needed... but a warning. On this floor, hidden in shadows and in trees are terrible demons. If they know you are here... you will find your time to rest vastly reduced, she smiled, and it looked like she knew what she was talking about.Delta wouldn't let demons into her dungeon, well besides Miss Ruli... and Mister Runilac... and I guess maybe that mime I've heard about... Kemy trailed off for a moment.The group went silent as they digested that.This Dungeon was very odd. Perhaps... too odd for some.Any advice? Grim tried. Devina looked to the ceiling in thought.Try the popcorn, she finally said and walked off.
