The Irish Tree

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At Brandy's insistence at her daintiness, Sofia said: "You are FAR from delicate." Still, Sofia couldn't help but smile at the heartfelt hug that Alice was receiving. She imagined that this would make a good tale for the three of them to tell together another day.

Alice was left to make slight noises as her cheeks were mushed up, sort of a mix between a whine and a sigh as her cheeks were smooshed and her ribs were squeezed by some satyr hugs. But, by the end of it, she'd let out a slight laugh and smile. At being praised, her and Sofia looked pleased, neither one even thinking about Brandy's lack of contribution. Every party needed a heart, and Brandy was useful even if she wasn't the best fighter. Though, Sofia thought she could do with a few lessons in swinging her club. After all, replace that with a solid mace and she becomes a devil against anything with protection.

They'd both be staring at her like she was crazy though, since Alice was still at least partially covered with troll guts, closer to the blast zone. But, after scaring her to death and bonking her, the two gave each other a glance and a silent mutual agreement that a break was a good idea. They'd sit down, with Alice flicking off a few chunks of troll jelly, while also scraping a bit of the fattier flesh into a bag. It was useful.

But, a pleasant, somewhat stinky little picnic was in order as the two said at Brandy's sides, with Alice snacking on a piece of jerky and Sofia chugging a vial that was very clearly marked with a skull and crossbones. And...then she'd pull out a cup of yogurt. Alice was partially fascinated that an undead could eat or drink anything but...why yogurt?

Sofia seemed to love it either way, a happy grayish-blue blush staining her cheeks as she enjoyed her rot-preventing special yogurt.

Infactorium: A New 4Xpansion (Overlord RP) [DISCONTINUED]

It took Levia no time to claim a seat as her own, on-edge after stumbling upon Faetalis' elevator down below. And, it seemed that her fears were somewhat warranted as Faetalis outright declared a plan to go to war with the Nyll Empire, revealing themselves in full to the humans of this world. And...that what Levia had seen was likely the Infinifactorium that Faetalis was speaking of.

As Faetalis stepped forward and reached into her chest, she would produce five keys, each attached to one of her fingers. And...she declared that she believed they were worthy. That they were equals. Anyone looking at Levia could see that at those words, the acknowledgement of each of them as being worthy of Faetalis' very soul...they had made the chimera shiver. Whether it was from pride at being acknowledged or fear at this display of humility from a being not unlike a God to them one couldn't tell...but Levia would move first to seize her key. The key that was attached to the thumb of Faetalis would be gently removed by Levia's hands. Cradling the key in the palms of her hands, Levia would hold it to her chest and look Faetalis in the eyes. "...We will not fail you, Lady Faetalis. I promise."

After speaking Levia would return to her seat and stare fondly at the key in her hands, amazed that something so small and fragile looking wasn't crumbling to dust in her hands from a mere touch. Silently, Levia was already making plans for her new facility. Without the limits of health and safety standards in place, one could assume it would be the least hospitable place to normal life one could imagine.

And it would also let her slimes have a place to stretch their masses and eat some fresh human meat. If it came to that, after all. She wasn't the first floor, so anyone that got to her would have to be strong enough to defeat both Gammaton and Tungsten...which would probably mean they were more than capable of defeating her. A harrowing thought, that.

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While initially Sofia was very confused on why Brandy didn't hear her say that Alice was fine, but probably needed a moment to recover up until she remembered that, being dead, her eardrums had been kinda gone for a long time. It was a miracle that her senses functioned beyond magical nonsensical reasons, to the extent that she could even still taste and feel things. Aside from pain. Couldn't taste or feel that.

Still...she couldn't help but feel bad, seeing Brandy panic so quickly for her companion. She couldn't imagine that these two were anything but the most tightly bonded of friends, with a bond forged through countless adventures. Definitely more than the two they'd actually been on. Like, way more. ...Why were people friends after two adventures? Only Brandy would know.

Regardless, she wouldn't dare intrude upon their moment. The kind of scene played out in her mind where Alice would awaken, the light barely shining in through the branches above while Brandy called out her friend's name. She would reach out and touch Brandy's shoulder, reassuring her that she was fine and that the shouting was getting to be too loud. A confident smile, a tearful hug, and a resume of their journey. Surely, nothing but this could possible happen!

But then something else possible did happen! With tongue! And not in the entertaining "lesbians create drama and intrigue in a plot by existing" entertaining, but in the amusing sense that Brandy had literally licked Alice's face from chin to temple. A dumbfounded silence escaped Sofia's expression, the usually stoic and poised looking revenant caught off guard by how...lacking Brandy was in terms of practical knowledge. When the question came on whether Sofia wanted a kiss as well, Brandy would receive Sofia's fist ever-so-gently conking her between the horns. "AT LEAST LEARN WHAT A KISS IS FIRST!"

The final scream and wetness on her face would, at least, awaken the slumbering werewolf who took in the sight of her two friends okay. "...Nn...loud...is everyone...alright?" she asked, figuring the wetness on her face had to be blood from her head colliding with something.

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"Sofia!" Alice cried out, seeing their friend get swatted away like a fly and slamming into a tree, her neck turning at an odd angle...and a leg definitely didn't bend like that. ...Wait, she was undead, so...

An arm would extend upwards as Sofia let out a shaky groan of agony, frothing at the mouth as she struggled to stand back up. "Pray...do not worry...I am...deathless..." she said, using a tree to remain stable.

...Well, that was at least one death off Alice's mind. But as it stood right now, Brandy was likely to be beaten do death and swallowed by this troll, even if she was faster than it. Speed only meant anything as long as he didn't hit her. As such, Alice would hurriedly dig through her bag in order to find something that could be of use to them. Her sling was placed beside her feet, along with the most powerful thing she had in her possession...the Thundercracker. It was as big as Alice's head, and had enough firepower to blow a boulder to smithereens, let alone a troll. Hard to regenerate if you're ashes, and all. But she only had one...and as such, only had one shot at this.

Brandy's distraction gave Alice more than enough time to set herself up, the alchemist having her bomb ready. It would detonate from a strong impact, and the force of her sling would make that happen...but first, she had to make sure Brandy wasn't going to wind up as burnt mutton in the process. With her sling at her shoulder, Alice would have tied a pot with twine to a nearby branch, and was banging upon it with her fist.

The loud noise would draw the troll's attention. The wolf woman wasn't anywhere near as fast as Brandy, at least at a glance, and the troll's hunger demanded satiation. As such, he would let out another disgusting roar before charging forth. "DOG MEAT!" he would shout, while Alice ran back a bit. Now, he was at least far enough away from Brandy that Alice would begin spinning her sling. He was gaining on her fast, but an arrow nocked from Sofia would slam into his arm, giving him momentary pause to roar again.

That pause was all that Alice needed, her sling letting loose the spherical bomb that sailed gracefully through the air. With a turn of his head and a drooling mouth, the troll would be none the wiser as the bomb slammed into his mouth and slid gracefully down his throat to his gullet...before the loudest sound the three had ever experienced would erupt, a splattering of troll flesh and blood hitting the trees while the rest turned to ash, the severed flesh momentarily trying to regenerate, but, lacking any other cells to do so, shriveled and died.

Alice would be knocked flat on her back by the blast, literally every wild animal within a mile radius fleeing from the explosive sound that had not only slayed the troll, but leveled a large area around it, trees turned to splinters rocks to pebbles. Some of the bushes were even still smoking by the end of it. Not enough to start a fire though, since the bomb had also instantly incinerated all of the oxygen in the area of the troll's demise. It was more a "flash singe" of plant matter.

Either way, Sofia would hurriedly crawl back to her backpack and uncork a vial of green liquid and swallow it, her limbs gradually returning to normal positions. "That...was close..." she said, hurrying to Alice's side. "Lady Alice, please be alright! Lady Brandy, how do you fare?"

Alice looked to be unconscious, ears twitching. It was likely that her canine hearing had suffered greatly from the bomb, though Brandy might also have some ringing present in her ears.

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Alice pouted rather adorably at being called a puppy, asserting herself by saying: "I am not a puppy!" Despite her protests however, Sofia was inclined to agree, giggling to herself behind the hand covering her mouth. It was a peaceful time, and as such the party would take a break from their continuing march. While Brandy was busy digging through her pack however, the twosome were more aware of what was going on around them.

At first, Sofia would aim her bow at the deer that was running past, but the thudding footsteps and continuing breaking of branches warranted her aim far more. The entire time the troll was approaching, she had been building up a well of negative energy on the tip of her arrow. She had intended to let it go away peacefully if it chose to, but with it growing closer, she would stand her ground and fire an arrow. Despite the troll's impressive speed, the arrow would land squarely in its chest, discharging a small burst of black electricity that caused its free arm to spasm, the troll bellowing in pain before renewing its charge. The arrow would soon fall out due to the troll's regeneration, leaving Sofia little choice but to begin fleeing.

Alice would grab Brandy and say: "We have to keep moving!" before reaching into her own belt and throwing a Flashpowder bomb right at the troll's feet. The small explosive wouldn't do much damage, but the elven ears of the troll would feel like they were being blown apart from the sharp, piercing sound made by the boom. Alice was also hurting from the loud noise, causing her voice to be a lot louder than she intended. "TROLLS REGENERATE TOO FAST FOR NORMAL WEAPONS! WE NEED FIRE!"

Sofia would knock another arrow, this one piercing the wrist holding the giant club. Some bizarre twist of fate would occur, where the club seemingly spun mid-fall to land with great force on the troll's foot, crushing it. The foul creature let out a terrifying roar of pain, before picking its club back up. "Back, beast! I won't hesitate to strike you down!"

Infactorium: A New 4Xpansion (Overlord RP) [DISCONTINUED]

Levia would eventually have no choice but to give up the stealth gig, and slip into the kitchen to help out after literally crawling out and slinking back in without stealth. It was incredibly awkward to literally only her, and maybe Tungsten if he cared at all during the hustle and bustle of helping Mae set up for her massive feast. She would help set the table carefully, trying to not crush the forks by accidentally "equipping" them in her hands with prolonged contact.

Partaking in the feast was a delight, given that Mae's cooking was as stellar as ever. The texture, flavor, and aftertaste...everything was beyond description, and definitely not due in part to Levia's vocabulary lacking a word for it beyond: "Delicious!" The talk of the various kitchen helpers of Mae did make her feel a bit lonely though...her slimes were about as sentient as a potato's tubers when it came to complex orders, and certainly had no ambitions of their own. ...Maybe...if they started eating smarter things, they'd get smarter too? Iron and rocks were dumb, dumb enough to just sit there when you hit them, so it made sense that her slimes were as dumb as rocks. They needed smart things, like ants, fish...maybe even humans if any tried to attack Infactorium. ...Though, would Gammaton be offended at Levia feeding tiny ants to her slimes to make them smarter?

Levia's meal would be slightly ruined by her fear of interspecies appropriation, and would find herself absentmindedly chewing on her fork while she thought, accidentally holding it so long that her [Break] Class skill took effect, causing the fork to violently tear itself apart in her hand, sending bits fo itself flying at her face. After apologizing profusely for breaking the fork, Levia would depart just in time for the summons to happen. Levia, having pondered her purpose for the day, was excited to march into Faetalis' office as quickly as she could.

Her legs would become a blur as she pushed herself to get there first, wanting to prove herself...but then found an oddity that gave her pause. An elevator shaft that hadn't been there days prior was present. ...Was this to take them to the new meeting? Levia would enter it, pressing the down-button to begin her descent...a rather long one, at that, while she started wondering if this was something bad to do. And then, she'd arrive at the topmost scaffolding area of the would-be Infinifactorium.

It wasn't accurate to say that she felt small in the wake of this mega-dungeon in progress. It was more that she felt microscopic. Her tiny plans of niceties and breaking of materials...all of this, done by Faetalis while they were largely unaware. So much of the mountain carved out all at once, so much of the groundwork layered downwards. Did this reach all the way to the base of the mountain? Levia's thoughts were getting her lost, and the chimera would hurriedly hit the button to return to the surface floor of the factory...or rather, now, the attic.

Levia would press her back to the leftmost wall of the elevator, exhaling slowly as she just...thought. ...Was Lady Faetalis creating new workers to manage a new layer of the factory? Was this all her's? She was terrified, frankly, at the gap of power between herself and her ruler. Not because she feared Faetalis, but was continually worried that her role, and her home, would become entirely superfluous.

*Ding*

The door would open to reveal Levia, slouched on the floor with her head hanging, cap obscuring the worried look on her face. ...Would Faetalis kill her for knowing about this structure? She hadn't meant to disobey the immediate summons for the emergency meeting. Everyone was likely already present. Everyone important. Levia would bite down on the thumb of her left humanoid hand, focusing a bit as she channeled Pain to Power into her teeth, gaining a bit of perspective by inflicting miniscule damage on herself. "...Lady Faetalis would never. She isn't like he was. I...I need to go to the meeting," she thought, raising herself up shakily, a cold sweat having formed on her face. She would slowly walk towards the door, hesitant to even touch the handle to the office's door.

Then, she would open the door.

"Reporting for duty, Lady Faetalis," Levia said, saluting as she came in, her slightly bleeding thumb obscured behind her back, with the other human hand doing its duty.

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The Revenant and Werewolf would be awaiting Brandy, each eager in different ways to start off this journey. For Alice, it was the first step taken into the wider world of adventuring. For Sofia, it was the very beginning of her unforgettable adventures with her companions, who she had already designed intricate, complicated costumes for.

On the road, said costumes would be discussed in length with Brandy, with Sofia showing off a number of sketches she'd made in her time waiting for the two to be ready. "And so, this one would accentuate your lovely figure, while also giving off the impression of power..." Sofia would say, flipping through some of her rather well-drawn outfit concepts for Brandy.

Alice was glad she wasn't getting flogged with clothing ideas...she'd been dealing with that for a solid twenty minutes before Brandy showed up. As for the distractions of the road...while one wouldn't call Alice "focused", it wasn't as if she was picking every flower she came across for alchemical reason-

She was doing exactly that, zipping off to the side of the road every few minutes to gather some herbs, then return before the girls had time to slow their pace. "Your singing voice is quite lovely, Brandy," Sofia would say, adding: "Have you ever given thought to being a bard? I think you'd be good at it."

Alice would smile, turning around from the front of the party. "I'm gonna agree with Sofia here. You've got a real pretty voice."

Infactorium: A New 4Xpansion (Overlord RP) [DISCONTINUED]

@Lucius Cypher

Just wanted to relay Enkryption's thoughts/suggestions on your post since he's currently busy working.

1. Nobody at the Guild should currently be aware of the new state of power and land being provided. That's all stuff for after the meeting.

2. Infinifactorium goes up in a straight line from A-F, so it has to be built in a linear fashion. Its also going to have to be basically a straight line to the top with all the keys, since the Guild Hall still has to obey basic video game dungeon rules.

Your post is super neat though, but most of the actual floor construction detail will be happening later after the meeting.

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Sofia Lenkov, the Duchess of Destruction

Name: Sofia Lenkov
Age: 426 (Died at age 22, resurrected roughly six years before the event of the roleplay)
Gender: Female
Species: Undead Revenant

Appearance

Height: 5'9"
Hair Color: Gray
Eye Color: Orange

Personality: A staunch believer in individuality, Sofia has taken it upon herself to leave everyone she meets with a lasting impression of her greatness. A wanderlusting child at heart, she constantly dreams of being an adventuring hero like her first childhood crush some centuries ago. She takes great pride in herself and her skills, but because of that tends to let failures or embarrassments go to her head quite a bit. Despite her theatrics and heroic aspiring, she's actually a somewhat timid person that is afraid of other people rejecting her. As such, she hides behind a mask of bombastic power to avoid reproach.

Likes: Needlework, speaking, reveling in praise from others, stargazing, hugging living beings
Dislikes: Boredom, unimaginative people, worms
Hobbies: Sewing, archery, sketching

Background: The childhood next-door neighbor (formerly) tomboy friend of the hero of legend! Despite her absolute insistence that he was smitten with her as a kid, he would leave and go on to change the world forever. Sofia, wanting to one day grow strong enough to help him, would go off on her own adventure...

Only to have it unceremoniously cut short by a tumble down a cliff.

Now, resurrected in the current age, Sofia still strives to become a hero worthy of her former (totally requited) love.

Dream/Goal: To not only become a hero worthy of the promise she made as a child, but to find the grave of her childhood friend.

~ Parameters & Stuff ~

Racial Abilities:

• Undead: Healing energies and Negative energies are reversed against Sofia, meaning that a healing potion would harm her, and a poisonous concoction would heal her. Also, spells that detect "living" beings do not detect her.
• Unholy Existence: Merely being Undead means that she is weak against Holy magic. However, this also means that Unholy and Cursed items heal and strengthen her.
• Grudge: As Revenants are formed from strong willed zombies with deep-rooted regrets, they are highly resistant to forms of mental manipulation magic.

Statistics: (Stats range from 1-100. The higher the number, the better that stat is. STR is for physical stuff, DEX is for agility and finesse, VIT is endurance and stamina, MND is for magic and magic resist, INT is for how smart and stuff you are, LCK is for how (un)luckt you are)
STR: 44
DEX: 100
VIT: 62
MND: 72
INT: 51
LCK: 1

Spells & Specials:

• Curse-bind Shot: A simple curse is placed upon one of Sofia's arrows, causing it to swerve to hit whatever she desires. While it isn't wholly accurate, this can mean she can make some impossible shots by bending an arrow slightly around a tree or other form of cover. (Active/Magical)
• Silkbinding Master: Her bow isn't the only trick up Sofia's sleeve, as her talent at being a seamstress has lead her to be able to manipulate string and silk by cursing it. These cursed threads can be used to bind someone, or as an improvised melee weapon (Active/Physical)
• Avatar of Misfortune: Somehow, in some way, something bad WILL always happen with Sofia around. As for whether that happens to her or the people she faces off with...nobody knows. Sometimes she'll slip and knock an arrow that misses, and sometimes a guy might fall onto his own sword. Life's like that. (Passive)
• Ranger's Ire: Rangers are people that dedicate their lives in pursuit of killing ONE thing better than anyone else. And for Sofia, it is worms. Not like, dragon wyrms. Just...worms.
  
  Some of them can get pretty big, according to legend.

Equipment:

• Giga Machina Thanatos Two: The prized bow of Sofia. Despite the intimidating form and name it...just seems to be a regular bow.
• Goddess of Night's Impeccable Apparel: A very nice and stylish set of padded armor modeled off of Sofia's... "unique" fashion sense. Despite the gaps in it, it keeps her very warm and comfortable. She proclaims it wards off all danger and injury aside from holy light, but that's just wishful thinking.
• Accursed Quiver of Balenlow: This one actually does something. It is a quiver that is perpetually full of arrows, each seeping with the curse of the quiver that prevents the user from ever using anything save for a bow. ...Of course, curses don't really work on the undead, and as such it indirectly makes each arrow fired by her more dangerous than normal, hitting with a small blast of negative energy.
• Sunscreen: SPF 60. Being undead, Sofia has to take care of her skin more than most. Her routine seems to work fine, as it is hard to tell she's undead unless you notice the actual palor of her skin.
• Compass of Wayfinding: A small magical item that, when held over a point on an accurate map, will point you in the direction of that place.
• Poison Flasks x3: Cheap swill that wouldn't kill a rat, but will heal Sofia's undead body a bit when she is damaged.
• Weaver of Fate, Destiny, and Protection: Sofia's sewing kit.

Aether Saga: A Hero's Unlikely Journey (The Irish Tree and Xaltwind)

At Mammonie's sarcastic question of whether she could trust Gram's strength, the dragoness offered not much more than a confident smile. A smile that would only be broken once the potion was offered, Gram's eyes looking it over cautiously. "As much as I appreciate the gesture, I'm mostly recovered now. Vani however may need someone to tend his aches," she said, tossing the potion to Vani, who'd catch it like a pro pitcher.

"We can leave as soon as Gram's able to summon her carriage," Vani said, uncorking the bottle and chugging it. "...Huh. Guess where you come from these are strawberry flavored. I'm used to lemon."

Gram would remove Vani's cloak and stand up, getting closer to the fire. "In another hour, the souls will return to me and I can summon them again. For now, we will just have to enjoy the pleasure of each other's company." Her words were accompanied by a soft smile, softer than any she'd shared before.

It'd be a somewhat informative conversation, mostly getting Mammonie up to speed on the general form of society in this world, before Gram's eyes suddenly went pale white, and her back arched violently, as if something had just slammed into her. Shaking her head, she would right herself.

"My entourage has arrived. Let us be off," Gram said, before snapping her fingers. The whinnying of horses would flood the cave, coming from the mouth. Just in time as the fire grew weak, puttering out.

Civilization, here they come!