"You think too small. The Gut and Sun City, in that order. I'm already the Chimney Baron, I just need the people's trust and faith and I can start doing things. First act of business, besides propaganda, of course, is to improve living conditions in the Gut. Of course, that is far easier said than done, since that includes lowering crime rates, providing more food sources, electricity, clean water, actual housing... it's a complex issue, and I'm only one fiend."
'I wish you luck then. To see the fall of the Crimson Regent and some actual improvements down here, well, that would be as perfect and unlikely as it raining gold. If you seriously want to do something, you could always go talk to the Temple of the Pure-Spirit? Not sure if they're a big fan of demons, even good ones, but they're idealistic as heck, and would probably be willing to go out of their way to make things a better place'
"I'll be sure to meet with them. Just the name gives me shivers. I love it! Now, how about some of that wine?"
'I'm glad you like my idea! And I'm afraid it's gonna have to be normal wine, not Red Palm Wine. Yes, it's technically legal, but no, we don't sell a drug that can turn you permanently into a mindless zombie'
*would you want to be a mod of this place Baalz?*
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'I'm glad you like my idea! And I'm afraid it's gonna have to be normal wine, not Red Palm Wine. Yes, it's technically legal, but no, we don't sell a drug that can turn you permanently into a mindless zombie'
*would you want to be a mod of this place Baalz?*
"Of course! Only a monster would sell such a foul concoction! And not a good monster, at that!"
'And there are plenty of those, I'd reckon. Certainly more good monsters than there are good people, anyway. But yeah, we've never sold the stuff. Knew too many people who'd either taken too much themselves, or been killed by those who have. You know, when you hear them wandering the tunnels, screaming, chasing, clawing, getting cut down, it kind of puts you off getting involved in the stuff'
*Shall I send you the complete lore then?*
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'And there are plenty of those, I'd reckon. Certainly more good monsters than there are good people, anyway. But yeah, we've never sold the stuff. Knew too many people who'd either taken too much themselves, or been killed by those who have. You know, when you hear them wandering the tunnels, screaming, chasing, clawing, getting cut down, it kind of puts you off getting involved in the stuff'
*Shall I send you the complete lore then?*
The demon shudders. "What a terrible fate! I have the stuff banned in my territory. Sadly, it's not that large a county that I control, and my law enforcement is... well, they don't quite understand what the point of their jobs is."
'So, where is your territory then? Down here in some unexplored cave or something, up in the Badlands?'
*Sure, will do! I think you'd make a great mod, as you're a good mod generally and you do dark, monstrous, demonic stuff very wel!*
"Down here in the Gut, out of the way of major traffic. It's pretty far down, but that's necessary in order to stay away from the brunt of the Crimson Regent's forces. They know where it is, but a combination of wards and geography keeps them from raining their full might down."
'That's a smart move. They won't be finding you any time soon. Heck, most of the Regent's forces end up getting lost even on the upper levels! There's a rumour that they're planning to send in trained mercenaries to clear us out once and for all, but I reckon it's just talk. You should be fine'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'That's a smart move. They won't be finding you any time soon. Heck, most of the Regent's forces end up getting lost even on the upper levels! There's a rumour that they're planning to send in trained mercenaries to clear us out once and for all, but I reckon it's just talk. You should be fine'
"Hmm... if they're gonna hire mercenaries, they'll probably be Yugoloths, which I haven't warded against. Eh, it'll be fine. I've carved up stronger things before."
He slides a small piece of decoratively singed paper over the bar. An invitation to a party.
'You really are serious about this 'become the leader' thing, aren't you?'
"Ever since I scrounged up my first gang of urchins at eight years of age, I've wanted to be a leader. After all, what was stopping me? The elite? Well, look at me now! I've got an entire ****ing county to myself now, don't I? I am an object of fear for the wicked and hope for the meek! I am a born winner, and nothing can stop me!"
*I hope you get the absurd irony of what he's saying.*
"I'll be sure to meet with them. Just the name gives me shivers. I love it! Now, how about some of that wine?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'I'm glad you like my idea! And I'm afraid it's gonna have to be normal wine, not Red Palm Wine. Yes, it's technically legal, but no, we don't sell a drug that can turn you permanently into a mindless zombie'
*would you want to be a mod of this place Baalz?*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"I am a painter, an artist." He writes.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
'Impressive. Who do you sell to, if you don't mind me askin'? Not many people down here are rich enough to splurge on art.'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Of course! Only a monster would sell such a foul concoction! And not a good monster, at that!"
*Ooh, mod privileges! Sign me up!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Mine are for cheap. Good quality for less than an electrum piece" he writes.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
'And there are plenty of those, I'd reckon. Certainly more good monsters than there are good people, anyway. But yeah, we've never sold the stuff. Knew too many people who'd either taken too much themselves, or been killed by those who have. You know, when you hear them wandering the tunnels, screaming, chasing, clawing, getting cut down, it kind of puts you off getting involved in the stuff'
*Shall I send you the complete lore then?*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'Cheap art? Now that is hard to find. Maybe Dad will want to buy one for the tavern?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
The demon shudders. "What a terrible fate! I have the stuff banned in my territory. Sadly, it's not that large a county that I control, and my law enforcement is... well, they don't quite understand what the point of their jobs is."
*That would be cool!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Of course. I have more than enough to give away." He writes and smiles.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
'So, where is your territory then? Down here in some unexplored cave or something, up in the Badlands?'
*Sure, will do! I think you'd make a great mod, as you're a good mod generally and you do dark, monstrous, demonic stuff very wel!*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'How could that be? You from up there or something?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Down here in the Gut, out of the way of major traffic. It's pretty far down, but that's necessary in order to stay away from the brunt of the Crimson Regent's forces. They know where it is, but a combination of wards and geography keeps them from raining their full might down."
*Wow, really? That's definitely good to hear!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'That's a smart move. They won't be finding you any time soon. Heck, most of the Regent's forces end up getting lost even on the upper levels! There's a rumour that they're planning to send in trained mercenaries to clear us out once and for all, but I reckon it's just talk. You should be fine'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Hmm... if they're gonna hire mercenaries, they'll probably be Yugoloths, which I haven't warded against. Eh, it'll be fine. I've carved up stronger things before."
He slides a small piece of decoratively singed paper over the bar. An invitation to a party.
"For when you have time."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'What's that invite to?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"I hold parties very often. I invite just about everyone I can. Call it a grassroots campaign, or call it loneliness. Either one works."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'You really are serious about this 'become the leader' thing, aren't you?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Ever since I scrounged up my first gang of urchins at eight years of age, I've wanted to be a leader. After all, what was stopping me? The elite? Well, look at me now! I've got an entire ****ing county to myself now, don't I? I am an object of fear for the wicked and hope for the meek! I am a born winner, and nothing can stop me!"
*I hope you get the absurd irony of what he's saying.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'A born winner. That's why you're rotting down here with the other flotsam of society'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.