The Sphinx of Morning: The Killing Floor

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 He tilts his head, then puts the donut away, reaching into a bag of holding. He reaches around blindly until he suddenly winces in pain, pulling his hand out slowly. There is a golden sewing needle stuck in his paw pad. He plucks it out, a drop of blood beading on the needle, then begins trying to weave the 'threads' together.

The shreds of void consume the needle, and it requires some effort to remove it from them.

 He stands up and looks around. He huffs. "Well, I don't know if it'll help you, but I've got a healing potion." He removes it from his bag and pours a little bit onto the edge of the voidstuff, healing 1 HP if that's the effect that a basic healing potion would have.

The void thrashes a bit as the healing potion hits it, and the different shreds begin to bind with each other, but they grow limp once more and separate.

*It's technically dead right now*

 *He's a level one martial with limited magic items. I'm not sure he can do anything here.*

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"You do not consider it slavery to keep pets such as birds, and they have been proven themselves to be quite intelligent. The specimen is not on the level of a humanoid."

 “It is. A bird, not so much. Also, humanoid is not the base intelligent creature, as we have extended rights to many fey, fiends, celestials, the plasmoid race, many different constructs, awakened animals, most dragons, and giants. The baseline for intelligence is far beyond a simple question of whether something is humanoid or not, child.” He says the last word dripping with verbal venom

She rolls her eyes. "You believe yourself above me."

 “I do. I’ve yet to see anything or anyone besides him to stand a chance against me and remain sub-deity. Natasha was close, but then she went and ascended on us. And believe me, you aren’t him.”

"You have shown your lack of intelligence. The concept of gender is beyond the specimen. It is simply an experiment, and a defective one besides."

 “Oh, you thought I was referring to 084? No, I was talking about a specific human that I have an interesting relationship with.”

"Oh, spare me. If you're just going to talk about yourself, then kill me again instead of making me suffer."

 “I mean I already did, but that’s not why I’m here. What kind of experiments were you performing on 084?”

"That's why I said AGAIN." She enunciates the word for the stupid mage's benefit (from her perspective). "Our experiments are entirely classified. You would need to swear an oath of fealty to be considered trustworthy enough to know even the most basic ones."

 “What’re the contents of this oath?”

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 He tilts his head, then puts the donut away, reaching into a bag of holding. He reaches around blindly until he suddenly winces in pain, pulling his hand out slowly. There is a golden sewing needle stuck in his paw pad. He plucks it out, a drop of blood beading on the needle, then begins trying to weave the 'threads' together.

The shreds of void consume the needle, and it requires some effort to remove it from them.

 He stands up and looks around. He huffs. "Well, I don't know if it'll help you, but I've got a healing potion." He removes it from his bag and pours a little bit onto the edge of the voidstuff, healing 1 HP if that's the effect that a basic healing potion would have.

The void thrashes a bit as the healing potion hits it, and the different shreds begin to bind with each other, but they grow limp once more and separate.

*It's technically dead right now*

 *He's a level one martial with limited magic items. I'm not sure he can do anything here.*

*ok, then I'll just say the void is incapable of true death*

The void tendrils thrash towards the strugel weakly.

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"You do not consider it slavery to keep pets such as birds, and they have been proven themselves to be quite intelligent. The specimen is not on the level of a humanoid."

 “It is. A bird, not so much. Also, humanoid is not the base intelligent creature, as we have extended rights to many fey, fiends, celestials, the plasmoid race, many different constructs, awakened animals, most dragons, and giants. The baseline for intelligence is far beyond a simple question of whether something is humanoid or not, child.” He says the last word dripping with verbal venom

She rolls her eyes. "You believe yourself above me."

 “I do. I’ve yet to see anything or anyone besides him to stand a chance against me and remain sub-deity. Natasha was close, but then she went and ascended on us. And believe me, you aren’t him.”

"You have shown your lack of intelligence. The concept of gender is beyond the specimen. It is simply an experiment, and a defective one besides."

 “Oh, you thought I was referring to 084? No, I was talking about a specific human that I have an interesting relationship with.”

"Oh, spare me. If you're just going to talk about yourself, then kill me again instead of making me suffer."

 “I mean I already did, but that’s not why I’m here. What kind of experiments were you performing on 084?”

"That's why I said AGAIN." She enunciates the word for the stupid mage's benefit (from her perspective). "Our experiments are entirely classified. You would need to swear an oath of fealty to be considered trustworthy enough to know even the most basic ones."

 “What’re the contents of this oath?”

"Okay. If you want to make the oath, then repeat after me. 'I, a creature of sound mind, hereby swear myself to the pursuit of higher knowledge and to the support of the Institution in its great work. I cast away the foolish bounds of morals, and forever embrace the truth that the gods have failed us.' Speak those binding words, and you will be one of us for as long as your soul persists."

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 "It may seem pretty nasty on the surface, but there really is a lot to discover about this place." He mixes the coffee with vanilla syrup, then adds the milk. "I came here to learn techniques from the martial combatants here. I'm barred from the 'direct use of magic,' which is such a vague concept that it's best for me to avoid it altogether. My people use magic, especially psionics, as their big thing, due to their biological limits on stature and reach. As a result, I've come to rely too much on keeping distance with my weapons. If a monster gets too close, I'm basically finished."

 "I've done some exploring. why cant you use magic?"

 "One of my ancestors was a lich-type thing. Big deal, especially since they only cared about themself and committed treason countless times. Your regular high-grade adventurer, but since they were a strugel it became political for my people. And I'm compatible with that ancestor's techniques, meaning I can be punished in their place. They're afraid that I'll end up like them and blow up more monuments and bring prying eyes to my homeland, so on top of the magic ban and wearing black marks, I'm not even allowed on the island until my ancestor's sentence is served. I'm an outlaw and an exile at the same time, and I have about 33 more years to go." He shrugs. "It's BS, but it's... well, it wasn't protocol before, but the council decided that this would become standard procedure."

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The void thrashes a bit as the healing potion hits it, and the different shreds begin to bind with each other, but they grow limp once more and separate.

*It's technically dead right now*

 *He's a level one martial with limited magic items. I'm not sure he can do anything here.*

*ok, then I'll just say the void is incapable of true death*

The void tendrils thrash towards the strugel weakly.

 *Maybe it just requires a specific catalyst to kill it, like a weapon forged by a god of light or creation? Something that won't come up unless someone was specifically seeking to kill it.*

"That's good." He pours the rest of the potion out. Healing: 6

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 "One of my ancestors was a lich-type thing. Big deal, especially since they only cared about themself and committed treason countless times. Your regular high-grade adventurer, but since they were a strugel it became political for my people. And I'm compatible with that ancestor's techniques, meaning I can be punished in their place. They're afraid that I'll end up like them and blow up more monuments and bring prying eyes to my homeland, so on top of the magic ban and wearing black marks, I'm not even allowed on the island until my ancestor's sentence is served. I'm an outlaw and an exile at the same time, and I have about 33 more years to go." He shrugs. "It's BS, but it's... well, it wasn't protocol before, but the council decided that this would become standard procedure."

 "sorry about that. you don't deserve to be punished for something you ancestor did"

 "It's all good. What's your name, by the way?" He holds the finished cup in one hand and a pen in the other.

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"You do not consider it slavery to keep pets such as birds, and they have been proven themselves to be quite intelligent. The specimen is not on the level of a humanoid."

 “It is. A bird, not so much. Also, humanoid is not the base intelligent creature, as we have extended rights to many fey, fiends, celestials, the plasmoid race, many different constructs, awakened animals, most dragons, and giants. The baseline for intelligence is far beyond a simple question of whether something is humanoid or not, child.” He says the last word dripping with verbal venom

She rolls her eyes. "You believe yourself above me."

 “I do. I’ve yet to see anything or anyone besides him to stand a chance against me and remain sub-deity. Natasha was close, but then she went and ascended on us. And believe me, you aren’t him.”

"You have shown your lack of intelligence. The concept of gender is beyond the specimen. It is simply an experiment, and a defective one besides."

 “Oh, you thought I was referring to 084? No, I was talking about a specific human that I have an interesting relationship with.”

"Oh, spare me. If you're just going to talk about yourself, then kill me again instead of making me suffer."

 “I mean I already did, but that’s not why I’m here. What kind of experiments were you performing on 084?”

"That's why I said AGAIN." She enunciates the word for the stupid mage's benefit (from her perspective). "Our experiments are entirely classified. You would need to swear an oath of fealty to be considered trustworthy enough to know even the most basic ones."

 “What’re the contents of this oath?”

"Okay. If you want to make the oath, then repeat after me. 'I, a creature of sound mind, hereby swear myself to the pursuit of higher knowledge and to the support of the Institution in its great work. I cast away the foolish bounds of morals, and forever embrace the truth that the gods have failed us.' Speak those binding words, and you will be one of us for as long as your soul persists."

 “This field only has an hour before it drops, and I…I can’t trust you outside of one. Immeral was right.” He scratches at his skin, leaving open bleeding scratches.

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 "It's all good. What's your name, by the way?" He holds the finished cup in one hand and a pen in the other.

 "Immerral Galanodel, Paladin Of Torm. yourself?"

 "Porter Gorta. I don't have any kind of title, but I like to call myself a monster hunter. Not truly a professional yet, but I'm getting there." He writes her name on the cup and holds it out to her. "A vanilla latte, no sugar. If you decide you want some, we have little paper-wrapped cubes that I'm rather fond of."

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 "Porter Gorta. I don't have any kind of title, but I like to call myself a monster hunter. Not truly a professional yet, but I'm getting there." He writes her name on the cup and holds it out to her. "A vanilla latte, no sugar. If you decide you want some, we have little paper-wrapped cubes that I'm rather fond of."

 "no thank you, Porter Gorta" she takes a sip. "delicious"

 He nods. "I'm glad you like it! I hope to see you again!" He takes a sip of his own drink, only to find it empty. He waddles over to a public trash can, which is overflowing with coffee cups labeled with his name.

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 He nods. "I'm glad you like it! I hope to see you again!" He takes a sip of his own drink, only to find it empty. He waddles over to a public trash can, which is overflowing with coffee cups labeled with his name.

 "how mutch for the drink?"

 He scratches his head as he walks back. "Sorry, uh, three copper pieces. I'm so used to the prices being on the board... and having a cash register... and a building... but I still have a coffee machine, and that's something to be grateful for."

*timesplit for whenever captain’s ready*

”Immeral! It’s your turn to babysit our little gnome here. The field is only up for another half hour, so to be careful please gag her in around twenty minutes. And just so you know, if her hands get free or the gag falls out, she can cast spells, so please be careful? Also if you could refrain from killing the captive this time? Please?”