[X] The "Prison"
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Making an entrance was a very important thing.
You somehow knew that you wouldn't need the help of the blue boxes, nor make use of a skill, to do it. Whenever you thought about the idea though you felt a shiver of anticipation run over your facets. This was going to be your entrance, the place where your personal [Dungeon] first touched the world, and the first thing that delvers would see as they approached you.
Once you had set the location you would be able to do so much more. Even decorate it to make a better first impression. Although you were torn between wanting to make it be scary and the idea of making it as pretty as could be.
Just to lull delvers into a false sense of security.
Really.
Taking a metaphorical breath you forced yourself to focus on the task at hand. There were a series of mental contortions that you had to go through, pushing out the sense of ownership (
MINE!) at the weak point that you'd chosen. You were pretty sure that most Cores wouldn't be able to feel what was happening, just blindly following their instincts, but you definitely could.
A narrow needle of your will twisted, following the path of least resistance as you pushed it forward, until it finally lodged where it needed to be. On a whim you trickled a little mana into
[Least Scrying] and you felt how the tip of the 'needle' had found its way to a basement door, making the feel of young people nearby somewhat muted by distance but still present.
With an almighty SHOVE you forced the 'needle' to widen, changing from a hair thin thread linking dimensions to a breach between the world of would-be delvers and your still undefined instance. It didn't want to open, not when there was nothing on the other side except for you, but you strained until something snapped.
Unfortunately the effort of breaching the Dimensional Wall like this wasn't without a cost. The strain sent a crack propagating across your surface, doing horrible things to your lovely shiny looks.
Ouchie...
If you could have whimpered then you would have. Pain was bad! Why didn't someone tell you that?
A quick check of your
[STATUS] had the blue boxes showing you that you'd lost a little health and gained an
[Undungeoned] status effect. That didn't seem like a good thing and you decided to get rid of it as soon as possible. And, maybe, work out how to heal because you had realised that you didn't like even an ignorable amount of hurting.
Another quick pulse of
[Least Scrying], aimed at the area beyond your entrance, revealed a surprising amount of information as trying to use it through a dimensional wall had substantially reduced what it could tell you.
You were in the basement of a startling large building which was a 'high school' of the subtype known as 'Catholic'. There was some sort of shrine within it, but as there was no [Holy Power] present you could only guess that it hadn't been properly dedicated yet.
Maybe it was a new addition?
There were classrooms and book rooms and grass outside and
classrooms everywhere but, far more importantly, there were young people in all of them. You lost track of how many people after you realised that there were over three hundred of them.
That was over ten thirties! That was wonderful!
So many potential delvers and you were sure that nobody would mind even just a few of them falling on your first floor. Right?
Resisting the urge to spin, spin, spin! in happiness you forced yourself to focus properly. You were, after all, getting ahead of yourself as you didn't have any sort of first floor yet.
You could feel how so many options had now opened to you that you had no idea how to pick between them. Most of all you wanted, you
needed, to be able to receive delvers. However you were smart enough to realise that it wouldn't be the best idea to just slap down a ten foot by ten foot room then putting in it a chest and a single orc to guard it fr-
A sudden chill ran through you as you realised something. Carefully you checked your
[Inventory] but, nothing had suddenly appeared in it since you last looked. It was utterly empty and you had no patterns at all.
Not for traps, not for monsters, not for treasure, and not even for cosmetic decorations!
Obviously you'd need to sort that out as soon as possible.
Whimpering to yourself, the pain from the crack along your surface not helping as your dream of immediately making a powerful dungeon fell apart, you tried to think about what to do...
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What will you work on? (Pick three actions.)
Multiples of the same action are allowed. Rolls will be involved for success.)
[ ] Absorb ambient [Decoration] so your rooms will fit the building.
[ ] Absorb the basement room your door obstructs. (Count as two actions.)
[ ] Conceal your entrance. (Requires success on: Absorb ambient [Decoration].)
[ ] Eavesdrop on some of the classes. (Counts as three actions because boring...)
[ ] Eavesdrop on the young people in the building.
[ ] Examine one of your traits or skills in detail. (Must write-in which.)
[ ] Figure out active [HEALTH] recovery.
[ ] Figure out passive [MANA] respiration.
[ ] Practice one of your traits or skills in detail. (Must write-in which. May cost mana.)
[ ] Scry for information on the building. (2 Mana)
[ ] Scry for a [Poor] quality [Monster Pattern]. (2 Mana)
[ ] Scry for a [Poor] quality [Treasure Pattern]. (2 Mana)