Threadbare

Surviving First Contact 1

Golem Animus,

The teddy bear spoke, and everything changed.

He watched, worried, as the invisible pressure built, stronger than hed ever felt it before when he animated a golem. But he had done this many times before, and his skill was high, high enough that he could focus his will. Focus his will, and ensure that his best and oldest friend had the body theyd gone to so much work to prepare.

And with joy in his heart, he watched as the ceramic dolly under his paw opened her eyes and tried to move her mouth.

Your Golem Animus skill is now level 47!

Afgart. She vocalized. Umf. Ango. Ahng on. Hang on.

Newborns Mercy, hissed Zuula, laying her head on Cecelias red, frizzy hair.

Yorgums blessing of luck on Cecelia! Fluffbear squeaked, slapping her hand on the ball-jointed dolls ankle.

Status, Cecelia said.

Threadbare smiled, and offered her a paw up.

And the porcelain doll took it, testing her new legs, and finding them graceful enough.

Its fine, I hope? Threadbare asked. Hed put a lot of work into learning and skilling up the sculptor job, which was evidently what you needed to make clay things, and pottery things as well. A LOT of work, knowing that they only had one shot at this. There was a makeshift kiln out back, filled with his failures, and after a full week of grinding, his successes.

It is.

So what didja get? The three-foot-long wooden dragon whod been watching through the doorway pushed herself into the bedroom. Tell me the racial skills are totes bitchin.

Well, the stats are way better than starting toy golems, Cecelia told Madeline, smoothing her green cloth dress with fingers that Threadbare had crafted individually then worked into tiny ball joints, with Fluffbears help. Better than wood, too. Ive got a few triple digit attributes, mainly from my adventuring job levels, I think."

Nahss! Madeline said, nuzzling her with one oaken cheek. I shoulda held out fah clay. Be a pahttery dragon or something.

Well, one of the skills would do you no good. Im immune to fire, which is of no use to you. Cecelia said, easing herself down from the wrecked bedframe. Like most of the rest of the farmhouse, it was ruined, long gone to seed, with mold and vines growing over and through it. And I have Gorgeous, which is like your Adorable skill, evidently. I skilled it up a bunch when I woke up.

Yeah, Im thinking youre beautiful, the two-foot-tall wooden minotaur said, hooking thumbs through his belt. Not that, uh, well. I mean ah, lets not make it weird, Garon finished.

No worry. I know what you mean. Cecelia studied her pale hands, and shrugged. I guess. Its this is going to take some getting used to. She frowned, as something on her status screen caught her attention. My hit points arent much better than a wood golems, but my armor is over a hundred. Some of thats probably from my Human job but not much. Cecelia said, rubbing her chin with one ceramic hand. I wonder if Id stayed unfired, if it would be reversed? High hit points, low armor?

Yeah yeah, Zuula said. The plush half-orc doll eased herself from the foot of the bed, dropped down next to the armored black teddy bear. Skip to important part. How many of you jobs and levels you get back?

Five animator, five knight... and five Steam Knight. She smiled.

And Threadbare felt joy well up inside him. It had been a lot of work and time to figure out how to make her face flexible enough to do that, with the tiny joints and the interplay of her wood skeleton and stuffing muscles. But it had been worth every bit of grinding, to see his little girl smile again.

Then we have what we need. Garon relaxed, adjusted the harness slung over his wood-and-fur chest. The hatchet hed found kept tugging it down.

Im thinking of askin for an upgrade, Madeline said, turning glass eyes on Threadbare. They were marbles, catseye marbles theyd found in the attic while casing the ruin. Probably the closest thing theyd get to a dragons slit pupils, Madeline had said. Bettah stats are okay wit me.

Not right now. We only had the one pinch of green reagent. And that was risky enough to get. Threadbare shook his head. But speaking of that, we need to go thank Graves. I think hell appreciate the results of his sacrifice. And his hard work.

The doll haunters and their golem friends filed out of the room, making their way around the big gap in the floorboards, stepping carefully as the floor creaked and groaned.

They followed the faint sound of music. Eerie and in no tongue that anything on this plane spoke, it wound its way through the old house from outside. The late, unlamented Pastor Hatecraft would have called it eldritch, but then he always was an excitable one.

No, there was nothing eldritch here. The assorted constructs knew it was only their friend Glub, barding it up.

They found him outside the barn, which was moderately better preserved than the house, and intact enough to hold Annie Matas wagon. A fire crackled not far from the barn doorway, and the rest of their friends sat around the campsite, watching them approach with relieved eyes. They were five in number, a big black bobcat and a cougar about half his size, both cats sound asleep by the warmest part of the fire. Next to them was a black-haired man wearing a padded cloth tunic and trousers, so thin that his bones were flush to his skin in places. Sitting on a nearby log was a little wooden doll that could only be described as a fishman, down to its leather catfish whiskers and big googly eyes.

And then there was the catgirl.

Oh wow! A wooden marionette, of a black-haired woman with two kitty ears sticking out of her head and a tail poking out through a hole in her pants jumped up, stringless. She grinned at Cecelia, showing tiny fangs. Captain, youre gorgeous! Desu, desu.

Youre still saying that word, Kayin? Garon snorted. Seriously?

Shut up. I swear it gets me racial job experience, the assassin whod once been human but was now an undead spirit haunting a wooden catgirl golem walked up to Cecelia, and knelt. Captain! Reporting for duty!

Oh get up. Come on, come on, Cecelia took her shoulders and straightened her to her feet. Her ball-jointed body was one of the larger golems here, standing two feet high, towering over her companions. Pretty sure that oath was only until death.

Kayin swore a new one, offered the sole living human in the group, from the comfort of the fire. Graves leaned his withered body over his cane, studying Cecelia. Ill swear to a new code myself, as soon as I get another knight level. My armors gone, so Ill need all the defense boosts I can get.

I still feel guilty about that, Cecelia looked away. That was enchanted armor.

Dont be. Im just glad we guessed right, and one of its components was green reagent. And after the bear gave up his pants for the task, I couldnt do any less.

It does feel a little strange without them, Threadbare said, looking down to his paw, and the golden, bear-headed rod he now had to wield without the benefit of hammerspace. My scepters out in the open now, for everyone to see.

There was a pause, then everyone but Threadbare and Fluffbear and the cats were laughing.

Um, the teddy bear said, puzzled.

Its probably a fart joke. Or about poop. Or a sex joke, Fluffbear explained to him.

It the last one. Sex joke. Zuula said, winding down and proceeding to explain the meaning of the joke in detail.

Threadbare still didnt see why it was funny, but whatever. If his friends got a good laugh out of it he didnt mind.

Besides, Graves said, the armor would have made me stand out more. Im sure that the inquisitor has reported me as a traitor by now. And it wouldve hm have you heard of the swordsmans curse?

Oh. That. Cecelia snorted. Kayin nodded.

I dont think we have. Threadbare glanced back to Garon, Madeline, and Zuula, who were three of his big touchstones for worldly knowledge. They all shook their heads.

Its a dumb, macho thing. So it's mainly bored noblemen and soldiers, is who you see it in, Cecelia explained. If someone is openly carrying a sword you kind of expect them to know how to use it. And if you think they might not and YOU can use your sword, you call them out to see whos better. Then you fight, and if you win you look good, and if you lose you can kiss up to the winner, and maybe theyll be your friend. And then youll have a friend whos better than you at fighting.

It seems like a big waste of time, Threadbare said. Why not just be friends at the start of it all?

Because the swords get in the way, for certain types of people, Cecelia said.

Some people had to go through a lot to earn those swords, Kayin said. Not that Im defending it, but they see someone else with a sword, they maybe want to test to see if theyre at the same point. Been through the same stuff.

My point is, Graves said, settling back onto his broken chair, if I go around wearing really heavy armor, then when we get into a fight people are going to assume Im a very hard target and try to hit me really hard. Whereas if Im wearing cloth, theyll go oh, mage. And send someone sneaky to shank me while the tanks batter at each other. Which is where Always in Uniform comes in. Invisible, weightless chainmail-equivalent, you know how that goes, Cecelia.

Thanks for reminding me, The doll smiled. Always in Uniform. Her eyebrows rose, and Threadbare sighed in relief to see it. Those had been tricky to rig.

Oh! It stacks with my golem armor! Cecelia said.

Good. We need you alive and as hard a target as possible if this is going to work, Garon said, leaning on one of Madelines wings as she played with the fire. Which means that if and when we get a higher golem option possible, we have to consider transplanting you. So dont get too comfy.

Thanks again for letting me try that out, Graves said to Kayin. "Good to know we can swap people around without destroying the golem bodies first."

Bored by all the talk about swords and challenges and stuff that was self-evident to every orc, Zuula wandered over to Glub, who was merrily humming along more quietly, now that his pals were back and chatting. He eating? She said, jerking a cloth thumb towards Graves.

Oh yeah dude, Glub broke off singing, and pointed to a pot, set next to the fire. Some kinda furry critter stew. Kayin killed the fuck out of it.

Graves had been afflicted by the kiss of a succubus. It had essentially withered his strength, and he needed help with a lot of things. Teaching him animator levels let him move around without too much pain, by dint of turning his clothing into something like temporary golems, but hunting and foraging his own food was a lot to ask of the guy. Especially since hed been born a street rat, and thought the woods were something you moved through as quickly as possible when you traveled to different settlements.

Im going to need to work on soulstones more, Threadbare said finally, before we do any more spirit transplants. Otherwise youre going to lose levels youll need later.

And Ill keep working on that refine soulstone skill, Graves promised. Fortunately weve got a lot of volunteers to experiment with, and extra soulstones to transfer them to when I get failures. He jerked a thumb spasmodically back at the wagon, and the crate of soulstones within it. It worked, didnt it? He said, worried, looking to Cecelia.

Level five across the board, in three adventuring jobs. Also got all my crafting jobs. She smiled, and Graves sagged in relief. But Im not a scout, so threes the maximum, Im guessing.

It might be that a higher soulstone skill affects that, Threadbare said. At any rate, no one die again until we know more about it, okay?

Everyone promised to do their best.

Are they doing all right? Threadbare glanced over at the crate.

Some grumbling, but yes, Graves said. An advantage of them all being cultists, I suppose. Theyd expected some form of weird afterlife down the road, this is actually probably a bit better than their prior expectations. They do want to get into new bodies as fast as possible, though.

Once we get more reagents, yes, Threadbare said. Theyd burned through all the rest of the yellow dust animating wooden shells for Kayin and Garon and Madeline.

And theres only one likely source for that and all the other things that well need, so we need to figure out our approach, Cecelia said. Garon, could you?

The minotaur nodded. Secure the Perimeter, he said, and glanced around. Yeah, were good. Or theyre good enough at hiding that it doesnt matter and we cant stop them anyway.

Good. Cecelia scooted in closer to the fire. We need to ally with the dwarves. Theres only two real points of resistance left in Cylvania, and theyre the bigger side.

Easier ta find, too. Not like the othah guys. The ranjahs are all over the place, Madeline said.

And theres no guarantee theyll talk to us, since they don't need help as badly. Cecelia nodded, her frizzy red hair swaying against her porcelain scalp. She reached up and touched it. What is this stuff, by the way?

Blisterweed pod silk, said Zuula. Relax. We boil it to make it frizzy, get de poison out. Zuula got better uses for dat stuff. She indicated a barrel in back of the cart. Added it to de poison stores.

Im going to have to have a long talk with you later about those poisons, said Kayin, ears twitching. Sorry to interrupt, desu. So, dwarves?

Dwarves. Cecelia spread her arms. Ive spent the last half a year reading the intelligence reports and preparing to battle them. Theyre sturdy, theyre stubborn, but theyve been hard pressed by the last five years. If we approach them the right way, they wont turn us down. Especially when we tell them we can convert reagents into troops. Three hundred and some golems can turn the tide in just about any battle on that front, with four exceptions.

The Hand, Graves said, and Madeline and Garon whistled, low and worried.

Cecelia nodded. "Right. We're not set up for open battle against any of the Hand. Not yet."

What hand? Threadbare asked.

Ah, right, you ignorant, Zuula said, patting his paw. Four of de Kings most elite servants. Powerful adventurers. Maybe.

Or they might be demons in disguise. Theres always been talk, Garon said. That Melos killed his old adventuring group, murdered his friends, and traded them in for high-level demons.

My father insists that he didnt kill them, Cecelia said. But I wouldnt put it past him to recycle their corpses if someone else did. If he did it to my mother, he wouldnt hesitate to do it to anyone else. Hes pragmatic that way. But yeah, the Hand are the reason that the dwarves cant win without help, and theyre a problem well have to face sooner or later. Theres four of them. And thats one advantage we can give them straight away. The ceramic doll grinned.

Oh? Graves asked.

Remember I told you I read up on intelligence reports? The best ones were from the Lurker. Hes infiltrated the dwarves, and he spies on them nonstop. We were well on our way to losing before that, even with the Hands help. Since then, things have been turning around. But I know enough about him that if the dwarves believe us, we can probably help them ferret him out.

But first we have to reach the dwarves, Kayin said. How are we gonna do that?

Were not far from the main roads, Garon said. This is the outskirts of Grubholm, so a couple days north should get us there. The fronts only another day or two east, unless its moved on us."

Cecelia rubbed her hair. Its not enough. We could get to the front, but we cant approach the moats without the army noticing. Theyve got observation posts every mile along there, with people looking west watching for rangers, and people listening east, for sappers. If we want to break the lines we need to get up to one, disable the watchers, then scoot before they notice. Otherwise theyll call in fire support, and thatll mean anything from Wark Riders to Dragon Knights to Steam Knights to one of the Hand themselves. Were not really set up to survive most of that.

So we need to sneak in among them? Threadbare asked.

Yeah. But we need to do it against folks who have a good chance of spotting rangers in the wilderness. Kayin sighed. Even at my old levels, I dont know if itd be doable. At level five? No. And not with you guys along, no offense. Most of you are no good at it. She shot Madeline an envious look. Except you, youre scary quiet for what should be a big clattery wooden toy. Whats up with that?

Madelines carved reptilian jaw fell open in a smile, and she lifted a paw to show Kayin the cloth pads sewn on under it.

Fucking sweet!

Inorite!

Eeeeee Im totally doing that!

Threadbare cleared his throat. The catgirl and dragon fell silent, and the rest of the group looked to him. Who goes to these observation posts, normally?

Supply shipments, Graves said.

Personnel rotations, groups of infantry and specialists cycling in and out, Cecelia considered.

Regular patrols, Kayin said, eyes still on the sweet little sneaky dragon feet, her tail and ears twitching.

Garon shook his wooden-horned head. Im going to go out on a limb here and guess that the guys at the observation posts know the schedules for all three of those types of visitors.

Oh yeah, Cecelia said. The rangers are sneaky, so the staff on duty know to keep security tight. As soon as a convoy is ready, coded messages get flashed up along the line with semaphore flags with the rest of the days messages, telling them whats coming, whos with it, and when itll arrive. And the code changes weekly.

No shit? Madeline peered at her. Thats some pretty smaht stuff. We talkin about the same Crown that overreacts and slaughtahs villages over minor shit?

Cecelia rubbed her hair, Graves sighed, and Kayin shook her head. The thing to realize, Cecelia said, is that the Crown forces, for the most part, are people who have put a lot of faith in my Father because to do otherwise would be to admit that theyve been wrong for years, and theyre very afraid of what would happen if he fails. Hes the devil they know. And She looked out into the darkness, gathering strength. and some of them have been fooled pretty thoroughly. I was. And it only took a few years of him and her working on me. So a lot of the soldiers and a good part of the officers are smart, motivated people trying to make the most of a bad situation and win the war quickly so that everyone can go home.

But it wont work that way, said Threadbare. There will always be an enemy, wont there? Hed spent a great deal of time thinking this over, trying to figure out how a very bad King and some obviously evil demons could keep making good people do what they wanted them to. As long as there is some other enemy to fight, then most people wont fight the King. So he has to keep making enemies or keeping some around or else his own subjects will be very upset with him.

They already ah, Madeline said. But yeah. People get restless in peacetahm, and forget about how horrible wah is. They go lookin for fights, and the Kings a big faht tahget unless he shifts blame like a propah cowahd.

Yes, Cecelia said, picking up a stick and poking the fire. I see it now. I fought for peace, but any peace we could win was a lie. It wouldnt last. We need a good one, one without demons and murders and skipping trials, and we wont get that with my Father in power. Heck, it might be a moot point even with him in power. Were running low on food, have been for she stopped. Supplies.

Yes? Threadbare knew this tone. This was her idea tone. And he smiled to see the beautifully-sculpted face hed given her twist in joy. Shed figured something out!

Evidently Glub recognized it too, because he switched from soft humming to dramatic drumming on a nearby log, knocking out an uplifting, hopeful beat.

All supplies go through Fort Bronze, Cecelia said, slowly, eyes gleaming. Which is a hell of a lot easier to get into than the observation posts, and has people and things coming and going all the time. Garon, Madeline, how far is Pads Village from here, do you think?

Pads? That craphole? A couple of days in the wrong direction, through some bandit-filled wilderness, Garon said, consulting his knowledge of the local geography.

Less bandit-filled now, Graves grinned. I see where youre going with this.

I know how were going to get in, said Cecelia. And once were in, we can get ourselves assigned to an observation post shipment. All we have to do is get a look at the logistics records, and find a good one.

Thatll be the hard part, desu, Kayin threw in. Probably have to break into General Mastoyas office, for that.

Wait, Zuula said, whipping her head around, and putting down the makeshift drumsticks shed been using to backup Glub. What you say? her voice was hoarse and tense, and her button eyes practically burned as she stared at the little catgirl.

Kayin shrank back from the little shamans sudden intensity. That well have to break into the Generals office, and-

General Mastoya, said Garon.

The circle of friends went silent, staring as Garon and Zuula shared a long glance.

You know her? Cecelia said, confused. She is a half-orc too, I guess. But I didnt want to assume.

Yeah, Garon and Zuula said, simultaneously. We know her

THREADBARE'S CHARACTER SHEET

Spoiler: Spoiler

Name: Threadbare

Age: 5

Jobs:

Greater Toy Golem Level 15

Cave Bear Level 12

Ruler Level 11

Scout Level 7

Tailor Level 11

Model Level 8

Necromancer Level 11

Duelist Level 6

Animator Level 12

Enchanter Level 10

Golemist Level 12

Smith Level 10

Sculptor Level 12

Attributes:

Strength: 124 Constitution: 138 Hit Points: 330(410) Armor: 52(59)

Intelligence: 216 Wisdom: 201(208) Sanity: 417(550) Mental Fortitude: 42

Dexterity: 147(154) Agility: 112(119) Stamina: 269(363) Endurance: 62

Charisma: 110(138) Willpower: 199 Moxie: 309(417) Cool: 20(47)

Perception: 119 Luck: 89(96) Fortune: 208(295) Fate: 15(22)

Generic Skills

Brawling - Level 35 (+8)

Climb - Level 13

Clubs and Maces - Level 9

Dagger - Level 9

Dodge - Level 8

Fishing - Level 1

Magic Item 1 - Resist Fire 12

Ride - Level 8

Stealth - Level 13

Swim - Level 5

Greater Toy Golem Skills

Adorable - Level 30

Bodyguard - Level 7

Gift of Sapience - Level NA

Golem Body - Level 26

Innocent Embrace - Level 14

Magic Resistance -Level 7

Cave Bear Skills

Animalistic Interface - NA

Claw Swipes - 24

Darkspawn - NA

Forage - 13

Growl - 2

Hibernate - 37

Scents and Sensibility - 20

Stubborn - 8

Toughness - 19

Ruler Skills

Appoint Official - Level NA

Emboldening Speech - Level 16

Identify Subject - Level 10

It's Good to be King - NA

King's Quest - Level 6

Noblesse Oblige - Level 26

Organize Minions - Level NA

Royal Audience - Level 17

Simple Decree - Level 8

Swear Fealty - Level NA

Scout Skills

Alertness - Level 2

Best Route - Level 2

Camouflage - Level 2

Firestarter - Level 4

Keen Eye - Level 5

Sturdy Back - Level 6

Wind's Whisper - Level 5

Tailor Skills

Adjust Outfit - Level 4

Clean and Press - Level 13

Recycle Cloth - Level 1

Tailoring - Level 51(65)

Model Skills

Call Outfit - Level 1

Dietary Restriction - Level 40 (+80 to all pools)

Fascination - Level 4

Flex - Level 16

Makeup - Level 1

Self-Esteem - Level 16

Strong Pose - Level 5

Work it Baby - Level 40 (+40% to raw item bonuses)

Necromancer Skills

Assess Corpse - Level 12

Command the Dead - Level 28

Deathsight - Level 8

Drain Life - Level 1

Invite Undead - Level 12

Mana Focus - Level NA (+11% to sanity)

Skeletons - Level 19

Soulstone - Level 45

Speak With Dead - Level 20

Zombies - Level 3

Duelist Skills

Challenge - Level 4

Dazzling Entrance - Level 8

Fancy Flourish - Level 7 (14)

Guard Stance - Level 8

Parry - Level 6

Swashbuckler's Spirit - NA (+13 to cool)

Swinger - Level 2

Weapon Specialist - Level 17 (Brawling +8)

Animator Skills

Animus - Level 35

Animus Blade - Level 10

Animus Shield - Level 4

Arm Creation - Level 7

Command Animus - Level 19

Creator's Guardians - Level 26

Dollseye - Level 18

Eye for Detail - Level 20

Magic Mouth - Level 18

Mend - Level 40

Enchanter Skills

Appraise - Level 30

Boost+5 - Level 9

Boost +10 - Level 2

Disenchant - Level 5

Elemental Protection - Level 8

Glowgleam - Level 26

Harden - Level 28

Soften - Level 30

Spellstore I - Level 9

Spellstore V - Level 4

Spellstore X - Level 1

Wards - Level 2

Golemist Skills

Clay Golem - Level 2

Command Golem - Level 10

Golem Animus - Level 47

Golem Guardians - NA

Invite Golem - Level 11

Mend Golem - Level 15

Program Golem - Level 40

Toy Golem - Level 56

Wood Golem - Level 12

Smith Skills

Adjust Arms and Armor - Level 7

Refine Ore - Level 10

Smelt Down - Level 1

Smithing - Level 46

Sculptor Skills

Detect Clay - Level 8

Mend Ceramic - Level 5

Refine Clay - Level 16

Sculpting - Level 58

Equipment

Journeyman Tailor's Apron of fire resistance (+6 Armor, +10 Tailoring, Resist Fire 9)(+2 Armor, +4 Tailoring, +3 Resist Fire from WIB)

Okay Quality Bling

Ringtail Master's Coat (+5 CHA, +5 LUCK, +5 Armor, +5 Fate)(+2 CHA, LUCK, Armor, Fate from WIB)

Rod of Baronly Might (+5 CHA, +5 WIS, +10 Cool)(+2 CHA, WIS, +4 Cool from WIB)

Yellow Belt of Bravado (+5 AGL, +5 DEX, +5 to the Fancy Flourish skill)(+2 AGL, DEX, Fancy Flourish from WIB)

Toy Top Hat (CHA +10)(+4 CHA from WIB)

Inventory

A Finely-Made Dagger (Dagger Level 5)

Tailor's Tools

A small jewelry box with a few reagents and crystals, most minor.

1 bead of Mend Golem (Level 15)

Minorphone (Enhances voice and social skills focused through it twice per day)

Quests

Unlocked Jobs

Berserker, Cleric, Cook, Cultist, Grifter, Spirit Medium, Tamer, Wizard

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