You polish off your beetle bites-
Not any sort of frozen snack, but a beetle you happen to be currently biting.
It goes a long ways towards improving your mood. A hungry spider is an angry spider.
Which you consider to be utterly natural. It takes a lot of energy to do the things you do. Webs and magic and spears and fighting. Noone would ever blame you for being a bit cranky when your stomach is starting to rumble.
Not to your face, anyway.
The forest-field is thinning, stalks of wheat spreading till you can see some distance, the gate slowly unveiling itself. It's the same as before- mystical looking stones atop a wide platform, stairs descending.
Not all the way, though.
There's a cave beneath your point of departure, a yawning, cavernous darkness. You feel, somewhat detachedly, that you should be worried.
That any other adventurer would have their hackles up, weapons ready as their bodies start to fill with adrenaline.
As it is, you're licking your lips with the sort of dopey looking smile you'd find on an exceptionally large man at a buffet.
>Hunger or not, there's no point in being stupid. Caution!
>You know what lights up dark caves? (Lightning!/Fire!)
>You could just bury it. But then you couldn't eat...
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You could just rush straight to the gate. Or collapse the cave. Probably. Or set fire to everything, or shoot lightning down into the dark.
But even thinking about it is enough to conjure up ghastly apparations of your mother, rebuking you for being a terrible adventurer.
So this time, you ready your spear, tuck away your snake, and snap your helm up over your face as you step into the clearing.
That's it- That's what has been bothering you all this time.
It's so abominably quiet, so artificial. Even caverns echo with drops of water, cities are full of the murmur of crowds and the plains softly sway with a gust of wind. But here- Here, aside from you and the monsters, there's nothing. The first realm had that fake breeze, at least, but this one is just...
Well. Next floor, then.
You advance, spearpoint weaving in the air before you, an unveiled threat. You push the stillness to the back of your mind, calling up a little burst of power- the earth trembles a bit, empty and forlorn, before you push the stones forward by force of will, a crackling wave of rock pitching into the cave, smashing into whatever may be trying to hide beneath.
You wait outside as roars issue from below, vaguely irritated at how common magical darkness is- It's just a cave, you should be able to see. Instead, you're left standing outside, like someone without six eyees who can see in the godsdamn dark.
Luckily, magically constructed monsters have a temper as short as yours, and the ground trembles under the footfalls of some angry beast as it smashes through the stalactites littering the roof of the cavern as it emerges.
Luckily for the god of the dungeon, it isn't a weasel.
It is, however, some sort of vegetarian option bear, a prospect you'd never considered, and are already becoming upset about.
It turns in the centre of the clearing, shaggy overgrown fur twined through with vines, grass and flowers, and bellows a war cry of it's own as it makes ready to charge.
If there isn't meat somewhere in that, you'll be unhappy.
>Meet the charge head on!
>So this time, you ready your spear, tuck away your snake, and snap your helm up over your face as you step into the clearing.
>tuck away your snake
I'll give it a shot. Or maybe try uploading a thread at a time, and linking between them. The larger issue with the old system was trying to implement the table of contents to allow people to easily skip to where they wanted to read.
She's probably just coiled around the bridges between our back-skull and back-chitin.
Though I love the idea of us having a little box that we can just open, coil her up into, and then close and put into a pocket somewhere.
Explosive dungeon? Theoretically?
Well we have two fliers, either of which could carry snake. Lyra could possibly tank quite a bit of concussive force, and heat hasn't really affected us much. The only really vulnerable member is our wolf, unless her freezing is just that bullshit.
The weasels were weasels.
The GIANT weasels, I think we were too annoyed to bother checking each one as we stomped them.
The beetle blinded us, but presumably we got its core while eating.
>The beetle blinded us, but presumably we got its core while eating.
We were supposed to collect them, thats why I'm asking to see if there are special criteria for getting one, the weasels are still monsters spawned by the dungeon.
We're TWO levels in.
Have you ever seen a dungeon with interesting shit on the first two levels?
If level FIVE is still wheat, then there might be a problem.
But then again, it's called the Plains of Gold and HATE.
No we haven't.
We've been in a stupid wizard's stupid masturbatory monument to his own "greatness" that he deliberately designed to bait adventurers.
Real dungeons were supposed to be better than that.
Sending letters is a good idea.
Though it might be good to suggest this dungeon if our sister is feeling like she needs some party co-ordination practice (which we should probably be doing, since its a very unthreatening dungeon to us).
>P.S. I evolved again
That has to be on Mom's letter too.
Imagine them getting it at the same time.
>Suddenly, in the distance to the north and east, you hear two voices screaming your name.
By the time she gets it she might have evolved again too.
She's level 71 according to the pastebin, and that's out of date considering it doesn't mention her adventuring party or (boy)friend.
Also all of our siblings are still apparently 113 days old.
Dammit! You say one thing on twitter but then you go ahead and make a thread!....Curse your web of lies!...Also have a baby desert spider-kid.
>Most of it was pretty disappointing though.
That wasn't what the statement was about, it DID have interesting shit in it, not everything in it was interesting, but thats pretty unlikely to ever be the case anyway.
Your friends move off you with a single request, fluttering, flying and stepping to the ground in equal measure.
And you start to run.
You remember jousting.
You remember the kind of jousting shown in movies, or on tv. Heroic knights and all that, squaring off in tournaments.
Mostly, you're just trying to recreate the speed and the violence. You have't much use for chivalry.
Your speed reaches an impressive crescendo, legs churning as you tuck your spear close, ready to drive it forth into the knave who opposes you.
The bear has likewise reached a speed you would ascribe to a motorized vehicle before an animal, but common sense left the building when you woke up a spider.
It's seconds before impact when your treacherous brain reminds you that jousting is done with lances, and lances are designed to break.
You're given a split second of slow-motion resentment when your spear digs into the bears meaty shoulder and promptly transforms into an entirely usess boomerang shaped hunk of metal.
The split second after that is devoted to the bear shoulder checking you, driving the wind from your chest with a haggard breath as you spin away from it, dizziness and aggravation warring in your head as it raises a mossy paw to slap down.
You smash your buckler into it's face with an angry hiss, more a distraction then an attack.
It works, though.
The paw whistles through the air as it goes, and you duck it with a simple motion, stepping closer to the bear.
>Something- There was something bears can't do, right? If you do something, they can't...
>The enchantment on the spear is pretty resilient. Try and reach it?
>Bear fist fight!
>Isn't there a difference between manmade "dungeons" and extradimensional monster-spawning god-tied dungeons like we're in right now?
There are, they're both dungeons though.
Most of the sentient ones don't give blessings, only very few specific god blessed ones do. This one for example doesn't.
>Something- There was something bears can't do, right? If you do something, they can't...
Did all y'all miss her scene where one of her adventuring party members expressed interest in her (which she was oblivious to) and also shared her interest in gems and rocks (where she was embarrassedly interested in seeing his rock collection when he offered)?
It doesn't. It makes him her (boy)friend, because there was a definite potential for a romantic connection that may or may not have been realized. Hence the (boy) part being in brackets.
Did you miss the part where I mentioned that she was oblivious to his interest in her?
Also why so salty about a joking mention of the potential for a romantic partnership between two NPCs, anons? Are you hoping for Lyra and Aria to get together or something?
>because there was a definite potential for a romantic connection
Different anon here, but there was no such potential. It was literally just a off-joke about Arias greed for shiny rocks. She didn't give the remotest of fucks about he guy and will continue to not once her shiny rock lust has been satisfied.
You are pretty much just brewing headcanon, thats cool, but keep it to yourself.
>Also why so salty about a joking mention of the potential for a romantic partnership between two NPCs, anons? Are you hoping for Lyra and Aria to get together or something?
Yes, I'm, in fact, insecure because this single joke about Aria being oblivious as fuck to romantic intentions could spoil my agenda of having Aria and Lyras rivalry culminate in hot sapphic incestious spider love.
You got me figured out.
It sure has nothing to do with you being annoying fuck in making that joke for the milionst time trying to push your shit no one else cares about.
Its funny, because your complaining about someone being obnoxious by being obnoxious.
Is this how a player base turns toxic or is it just a single issue thing?
Fucken drop it, seriously, you both look like asses.
Really? Neither of you think there was a chance for romance there in any way at all, just because she didn't acknowledge/recognize his interest in her in that specific instance?
Unless she's actually asexual, I doubt she'd remain so oblivious to him, especially given that they're likely to be spending more time together in the future given their shared interest in gems and the fact that she's nearing the age where monsters reach sexual maturity (and start getting interested in such things).
This doesn't mean they WILL, it means they COULD, which is why the (boy) part of (boy)friend was in brackets, as a JOKING POSSIBILITY rather than a definite thing.
This is literally the first time I've made that joke. Others might've and probably have made it before me, but you can fuck right off if you think that means nobody else is allowed to joke about it.
Sara as a protective/loving gentle first time.
Aria as a competitive pseudo-hate fuck, probably prefaced by a spar that gets them both hot and bothered.
Elle as bondage, where Lyra's the sub and somewhat worried that she's gotten in over her head.
our mother had her second evolution in her 30's
I don't think inheritance is much of a factor in Lyra's or her siblings advancement.
If I remember right, its how much they do as children more than anything that sets the rate of growth. (which Is also why Ezzy and Nin are going to take the longest)
It's largely based on how much experience one gets in the first month.
We're fast because we were fighting fucking everything (lightning wolf, kobolds, lizards, necromancer), and we pulled our siblings along so they got a bonus too.
Mom was basically locked in the nest for the first few YEARS, so she actually probably has a stunted growth rate.
huh, I must have missed that.
Imagine explaining that to a partner
"so, we've been doing this for a while, and I actually have no idea how old you are or when your birthday is"
"Oh, I'm Five"
>I don't think inheritance is much of a factor in Lyra's or her siblings advancement.
I think I remember REQM once talking about ho he isn't sure yet how he would let the parents evolution level eflect in their child, if they might be born in a higher tier or not.
Well, from an evolutionary point of view, if it did, then everyone born would eventually be blazing fast growth or be out-competed horribly.
But this is a magic setting so logic doesn't always apply..
You dodge a set of snarling, snapping jaws, easily large enough to engulf your head.
It was something stupid, you remember. Something that, at the time, you had considered utterly insane. One of your friends had brought it up over dinner. You can't even remember his name, just the video being played of some man who'd-
Another paw rakes the air, absurdly sized claws tipping each toe.
You remember! Bears can't bite you if you stick your arm down their throat!
Wait, you think, your hand halfway into the bear's mouth already.
Wouldn't that only apply to bears that are small enough that your arm would be an actual obstruction?
Your brain processes your mistake far faster this time, apparently desperate to prove itself once more.
Fast enough, even, that you correct it ong before the bear can react.
The result is gruesome, to say the least.
You twist your arm sideways before the mouth even begins to close, throwing your elbow forwards, maneuvering your arm to wedge the beast's mouth open- You brace a fist against its open jaw with a good few seconds to spare before it tries to fight back, teeth closing in on your armoured limb.
You uncurl your arm.
It manages a peculiar sound of pain before the teeth splinter and the jaw snaps bloodily open, hanging loose at it's throat.
It staggers away in pain, and you aren't one to allow an advantage to pass.
Your own claws rake forwards, catching its retreating throat, tearing vines and fur and flesh with ease, driving the retreating ursine to the ground, ripping your spear free- a moments attention returning it to a sharpened, vicious weapon that you apply with aplomb.
Your mother would be proud.
So long as you left the bit about jousting out of the story, anyway.
Your breath is a little staggered, excitement and bloodlust bleeding off as you stand over your kill. The gate is only meters away, but more importantly- and far closer-
>You can just. Store it. For later. After a little snack.
>Bear party? Bear party.
>Drag it through the gate. Eat in some new scenery.
I imagine the first month is the main rate setter, but as a area gets more dangerous children are sheltered more, leading to a yoyo effect in monster levels that balances out.
Just because you have a kick ass parent does not mean your going to survive charging in as a kid when everything else is also leveled up. Hanging back till your older (and thus slowing progression back to normal) is the prime survival strategy.
>Wait, I need a condom-
>Oh, don't worry about that, I can't get pregnant.
>O-oh, erm, I-I'm sorry to hear that.
>What? Why? It'll happen when I'm older.
>Happen when you're older? How old ARE you?
And then the bard realized this one night stand was a little more complicated than he'd thought.
Lyras leg took a blow that could break down a castle gate and wasen't even scratched. Her chitin is tough as all get out. I think it would have just been really awkward and pinned.
>Lyras leg took a blow that could break down a castle gate
Under extremly heavy Protection buff though, she is not as resilient right now. And even then the wolves managed to crack her chitin.
I'd say extremely resilient. I'd expect an extremely large, nasty brute to be a threat. Or someone with a weapon that lolnopes armor. The skull, though, I'd expect could survive a railgun point-blank
>Most of our non human bits are indestructible
They aren't, our chitin is very tough, like extremly good ar mor level tough, but not anywhere near indestructible- Not even virtually indestructible like the skull.
>When in the middle of a mini monster army, at a lower evolution level.
Ridiculously buffed up on protection blessing. I significantly doubt Lyras evolution gave her as much of a resiliance boost as buff from protecting hundreds of people.
That brings up a point. How does protection blessing work? Is it better protection the more people we are helping? The closer we are to someone? The more honorable our cause? Is it a one-size fits all?
That comes mostly from skewed perception, for all the bragging about fighting giant monsters, Lyra nearly always fights singular giant monsters in a group. That time she found herself on the other end of that equation, she was lucky she had the Blessing of Protection or walking alone among wolves would have ended really bad for her.
That feeling when we have a companion who could easily lead her own pack in terms of strength.
We're gonna be coming back to the forest eventually with the rough equivalent of wolf overlord as family.
The wolves were a shit ton of tier two and ones. They were only able to hurt us because we literally waded into the middle of them.
The alpha was tier four, which was higher than us at the time, plus we were tired from raising the wall and mildly injured from the above wolves.
Something still doesn't add up to me. Maybe I just read it wrong, but I think the wolves were able to break our chitin more easily than they should have been. Especially with the Blessing of Protection and everything. Maybe its because the blessing wasn't active because Lyra was actively striding through her enemies? but historically Ruby widows would do the same. hmm
>but I think the wolves were able to break our chitin more easily than they should have been
Not at all, wolfs just have a really strong bite.
People in this quest are bit coddled by our good dice which leads to a inflated sense of how powerful and resilient Lyra really is.
>but I think the wolves were able to break our chitin more easily than they should have been
We have nothing to compare to since Lyra hasn't really been hit by anything strong before. her chitin is like armor, those wolves got bites that could easily tear through most armor, it adds up pretty well.
>Maybe its because the blessing wasn't active because Lyra was actively striding through her enemies?
REQM confirmed the Blessing was active and without it we would have gotten fucked up REALLY bad.
That depends on where you think the sensitive parts of the spiderbutt are, thats where the knots/crosses need to be. Probably at the spinnerete if nothing else, then having a broad binding over the butt itself, bing the legs so they are forced to spread out and go backwards to add a feeling of vulnerability to the humanoid body
i think she might have tied her self up. Or one of the others did it to her because they got fed up with her shit.
You mean like this?
Somtimes i wonder what the conversation is like while the gods are watching spiderbutt. like
"Welp she just ripped off the bears jaw. Going to do your thing War?" "(Unhappily)I can't shes in HIS dungeon" "Heh, Wheasles."
So I have a question, it was said that the spider got basically told fate to fuck off and escaped the web, and that means spiders are the only ones not bound by fate.
Does that mean only spiders have free will? If everyone else is bound by fate or destiny do their actions or choices matter if they had a fate ordained purpose?
Are you kidding? There's gotta be a dozen of them watching, betting and shoveling divine popcorn.
I chose to believe that monster-human transitions are a little taboo, and need to be covered, rather than ponder why there would be genitals in that location.
>"Welp she just ripped off the bears jaw. Going to do your thing War?" "(Unhappily)I can't shes in HIS dungeon" "Heh, Wheasles."
This isn't a god specific dungeon. Those are pretty rare.
"I don't understand."
You roll your eyes for what feels like the seventeenth time in... far less minutes.
"It is simple, yes."
"Then explain it. Properly."
Sheszka is helping you lug the jumbo bear up the side of the cliff/cave. Sheszka doesn't complain, or ask for explanations. You sigh.
"We'll take it through the portal. And then we will eat it, while enjoying new scenery."
"I... don't think monsters attack near the gates? They are supposed to be safe zones?"
"Hmph. What if it isn't new scenery?"
"What if it's more wheat? Yes."
"Then I will eat my bear angrily, and go kill more things."
Nin falls silent, fluttering upwards as you climb, standing daintily at the edge of the cliff as the wolf hauls however many tons of bear and flora towards the gate.
"What were you doing before?"
"When you charged the bear."
"Ah. Just something stupid, yes."
"You shouldn't do stupid things. It's... Queens shouldn't do stupid things."
You move to refute her, and catch sight of her eyes, staring intently at you beneath a screen of her hair.
You settle for mussing it instead, your hand easily shaking her back and forth.
"I will not do it again, yes?"
You step into the shimmering void once more.
This is much better.
Also, you were vaguely afraid that the bear would disappear.
You don't want to throw a tantrum in front of your friends, but some situations ould just call for it, right?
The wheat forest has been replaced with...
Well, its still technically fields of wheat?
The difference being that it's fields of wheat shimmering on floating islands over a sea of gold, a false sun setting on the horizon, half the sky overhead cloaked in strange stars. Rivers run, endless, streaming away into mist over the sea.
You can see the next gate, each island linked by a rope bridge, some so long that they're supported by another, tiny island.
This is much better.
It's beautiful enough that you've forgotten to start eating your catch-
No, wait, you've already got bear in your mouth. When did that happen?
>Chat with someone. As you eat of course.
>This is probably a good place to set up camp, right? At a gate.
>How deep does this go, anyway?
...actually I like the legdipalps....I've got the same kind of fetish as Darling does....there's nothing hotter then watching a beautiful woman crossing her legs while giving a knowing smirk.
>So I have a question, it was said that the spider got basically told fate to fuck off and escaped the web, and that means spiders are the only ones not bound by fate.
Thats not how I read it, the fate goddess pretty much told us that "getting free from fate" was just a erronous assumption based on the spiders flawed understanding of how fate works. She told us fate is not a web, its a ocean. You can't break out of water.
The spider, and the arachne, just struggle to free themselves from fate, they likely just mess with prophecies because those aren't really a thing to begin with and spiders, by nature, "disturb the waters" so to speak.
yes we did. I was not aware of this quest at the time but I wanted to be Volcano spider first second forge spider then tyrant spider.
Being her daughter isn't an ability.... Is it?
Tell us TFW you realize that you've been salty for this long over something that doesn't exist.
>Being her daughter isn't an ability.... Is it?
Well, we are less than a year old, and tier 4, with all of our siblings that actually travel aren't far behind.
Then again, it took her thirty years to get to tier 3.
You friends busy themselves with erecting tents, and you busy yourself with making the meal more palatable.
Not that there's amything wrong with raw bear, but a good seared steak goes a long way.
In short order, there's a few questionably stable tents around, and a small pile of contentedly chewing monsters.
Even Nin seems to enjoy the bear's plant life, and claims that there's more flavour to it.
Which is patently false, in your opinion, but you keep that one quiet.
Dinner isn't much without a conversation, but between your own instincts and the natural monster reaction of shoveling food into your maws, you're hard pressed to get any.
So you poke and prod and gradually get people to talk.
Your answer is the crackle of a neatly kept fire and the synchronised chomping of hungry girls.
"What does everyone think, yes? Of the dungeon."
Sheszka shrugs. Nin is ambivalent, as far as you can tell.
Ezzy expresses a particular dislike of weasels.
And Jin actually stops eating.
"The stars are wrong."
You twist to look upwards, watching the twinkling lights far overhead.
"All wrong. Wrong places, Feels wrong."
She struggles for a minute, gesturing with her wings.
"Like they aren't stars. Something else, yes."
You watch overhead a little longer.
"Is it because we're somewhere else? Where is the dungeon, yes?"
Sheszka pipes up, chiming in behind the harpy.
"Smells wrong, too."
"The stars? How can you smell-"
"No. Everything. Dirt and plants and monsters."
She looks ashamed.
"Sometimes I can't smell them till I can see them."
Maybe they're actually just spawned all around you? What are the specifics of multi-dimensional structures, anyway?
You reassure a mildly distraught yeti, which is more challenging than that statement implies, given her propensity for changing size.
Night doesn't actually fall, despite the setting sun- You're beggining to become certain that it's simply there to colour the water.
So you settle for closing a dome of earth over your heads, the cool air wafting off of your wolf more than enough to lull you all to sleep.
A few decent fights and a good meal are really all it takes.
As I said, opinion disregarded.
There is literally no way to justify the hunting evolution not being at least among the most fitting for Lyra. Especially not after stuff like forging and fire which have only barely periphery relevance to her.
That's it for tonight, all.
Next thread won't be until next week- I've got overtime until the weekend, and I won't be in any state to run after that.
I'll be around to answer and questions as per usual.
>You've already triggered one without realizing it!
Why didn't it get added then?
Huh. well it seems extremly likely it was our intimidation of the priest back then at any case. So a Power of Fear or similar.
>Huh. well it seems extremly likely it was our intimidation of the priest back then at any case. So a Power of Fear or similar.
>Intimidation: Rank 5
No longer unranked! Gains cumulative bonuses due to: Giant spider, Giant Skull, Crown of Fire, Earth Control, Fire Control, other people's loss of bowel control, ????? ?? ????.
We already new that for a while.
You can, yes. I've been bad with the pastes for a while now.
Lyra wasn't aware of it, at the time.
I'll try to give them a go over the weekend. even if it's just the level ups.
>It is, however, some sort of vegetarian option bear, a prospect you'd never considered, and are already becoming upset about.
>If there isn't meat somewhere in that, you'll be unhappy.
Its official, the God of Hate and Gold is officially trolling us, he is tailoring the monsters we are facing to stoke the fires of hate in our soul