Monday, Dungeon Date 03/01/0001
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A big decision is made! Any creature with a soul will, henceforth, choose its own name! You make it known to your two companions, which nets some confusion since you are in the middle of a guests visit. Ooops! Yet, you observe the wolfs from your advantage point of... Everywhere and anywhere inside the dungeon. You think this kind of vision should be strange, but its simply too natural.
You ask Scuttles to block the small corridor to your core room, and watch the wolfs enter sniffing in the air, looking aprehensive from one side to another, yet they keep advancing, slowly and steady.
Your now named Arawn elfling is asked to speak with the wolves. He flies above them and says "I'm here as voice of the dungeon, what are your intentions?". Unfortunately, wolfs can't speak, they bark, look one another and start circling. You don't know what that means. The impasse lasts for several minutes, your commander paciently waiting for an answer that will not come, and the wolfs finally see he won't attack, thus they continue their exploration until the big room with the tree. The animals circle the tree sniffing at the air, but don't seem to find whatever called their atention. Arawn keeps flying above them, arms crossed and a bored expression, yet his eyes never leave the wolfs. The wolfs lie down under the tree and stay there.
Clearly things didn't happen as you thought they would, what should you do?
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These filthy creatures don't like to wash, they smell like meat and wet fur in the sun. Yet, you follow the orders and try to enquire why they're here. They don't respond, and after a long while they ignore you and walk to the tree. Tch. If the dungeon wasn't so nice you would've killed them yourself for this disrespect.
This is boring, they are boring, you are bored... But you can't help but watch them, as diferent and filthy as they are, they make you curious. And you are also curious as to what the dungeon will want to do with them, clearly speaking didn't work, and the dungeon will always have another plan, right?
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Scuttles stayed in it's hole, out of the wolfs vision. It was nice knowing where they were without having to look, and they were just a little after the hole when Arawn tried to speak. Scuttles felt a little aprehensive about meeting the new guy, what if he didn't like Scuttles??? Also, what if home decides the new guy is better than Scuttles? Scuttles couldn't live with it... But he was also somewhat hopeful, and curious, that this meeting would go nicely. Maybe after they eat the wolfs? Wolfs always had a good taste, soft meat...
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Wolves ignored ya, though time.
Mana Reserves: 0003
What to do about the wolves?
[] Leave them be, they can live in the caves if they don't bring any problems.
-[] What's the next plan for growth?
--[] Keep waiting for the ants attack.
--[] Do something else. (Write-in)
[] Kill! Mana is good and they are no friends, friends don't ignore each other!
-[] What's the battle plan? (Write-in)
[] Try some diferent kind of communication.
-[] Maybe mimics?
-[] Maybe pixie magic?
-[] Maybe send someone to hug them?
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Hey, small chapter because your plans got really derailed and you probly need to change it xP It turns out normal wolves actually don't speak =O Thanks for reading x3
just not going to bother voting now then, 0 point if one of the most crucial parts of our defense can be changed at will.
