Threadbare

The Brokeshale Battle 3

Threadbares golems had been tasked with breaking the Wark Riders, then falling back to regroup and get new instructions.

What neither they nor the dwarves had anticipated, was that the bulk of the army would pursue the golems.

As such, there was no way that the group of friends could make the rally point before the full force of the Hand (Minus the Lurker, who was hopefully still dead,) came down on them.

So to that end, Threadbare knew that they had to stand and fight, and they needed terrain that would let them hold out until the friends hed contacted could carry out their part of the plan.

He also knew he wasnt trained in this. Not at all.

Celia! Where should we fight?

I dont know! She waved her sword around in an arc, pointing. Theres old half-collapsed tunnels all around, but the Cataclysm will cook us if we cluster. Theres open ground, but Reason will stomp us flat! Theres old building foundations, but the Legion will harry us with conjured daemons, and the Ninja will rip us to shreds bit by bit!

I can make Reason not a problem. Maybe all of them. I just need a boundary.

How?

Wards.

Whats your skill?

Two.

That thing will blitz right through it. Ill do it, that might work no. No, wait, thatll drain me. Gah! Kindness is its good against the line troops, but useless against the elites. I just dont have the levels.

Then get out. Once we get to the place were going to fight in.

You think wards will hurt Reason?

Did that thing Emmet beat up look like a daemon to you?

Open ground it is there! She pointed with her blade, towards a small hill, with the remnants of what had once been a low wall around half of it. Best were going to get.

They shouted directions to the golems, and in a matter of minutes, the toys were clambering over and through the rubble of the wall, taking up positions, and readying their crossbows. Cecelia, with Threadbares help, shut down the Steam Knight suit and struggled out of it. Reagents? She asked.

He gave her a vial of green, and she slammed it against the ground. Ward against Daemons!

Patterns flashed into life, green and red energy swirled, and spread out to wrap around the wall and stretch up the hill.

I dont suppose you have any blue reagents? Threadbare asked her. Ive got two. With a third one I could do something nifty. He looked to Kindness still form.

No, sorry.

Bother. He turned, to stare at the oncoming daemons-

-and twenty feet from him, something hissed. A red 12 flashed up in the air, and a blurry form darted away, shadows swirling as the Ninja pulled back from the boundary of the ward.

Shoot her lots please! Threadbare called to his troops, and they filled the air with bolts. A few grazed her, but then she was gone, bounding across the scree and over the hill, out of sight.

Okay. Weve got some advantages here, Cecelia said. Oh, and can I have the laurels please? Threadbare gave them to her and she slumped behind a chunk of the wall, jammed them awkwardly on her head, and said Rest.

Advantages?

When we fought the Lurker he didnt use any Gambler or Archer tricks that I could tell. And Grifters are good at disguise, but they cant shapeshift like he did. So Im pretty sure what were dealing with here is daemons that have natural skills that are close enough to what the Seven did to fool people. Were not dealing with tier two jobs and high level tier ones. But we ARE dealing with dungeon shenanigans that are boosting them to midboss levels.

I see, said Threadbare, peeking over the wall. The Cataclysm and the Legion had slowed, somewhat, and were spreading out around Reason. They stopped moving so quickly. Do you think theyre being cautious?

Either that or they know we cant escape them now. Or both. Cecelia yawned. Wow, this is nice. She adjusted the laurels.

I dont think youll have time to go back to full.

Eh, She tapped her sheathed sword with one porcelain hand. If it gets me in the neighborhood Ill be happy. So weve got a ward. What else can we do?

Threadbare thought, then ran over to the golems. They moved along the wall, and most of the crossbow wielders went up the hill, spreading out as they went. There. That should help against the Cataclysm.

From what that ward did to her, I think The Ninjas kind of fragile. At least to spells. So the golems can spread out so long as they stay within the ward, hopefully without getting picked off too much. Good, good. How many do we have left?

About a hundred and fifty.

Ouch.

Threadbare rubbed the straps of the pack full of soulstones. I dont know if I got everyone. I hope so.

A yell up the hill, then a flash of golden light. Threadbare looked that way. Everyone all right?

Ninja threw a knife at Rafe! Jackie and he hugged it out.

Thats going to get annoying quick, but sooner or later shell run out of knives. We dont have organs so one-shot kills are going to be hard. For her. Not so much for-

SNAP!

They stared at the ballista bolt shrieking towards them from Reasons arbalest. -Reason, Cecelia whispered, and then Threadbare hauled her up to his shoulders and ran.

A section of the wall ceased to be, and rocks sprayed as the heavy bolt burst through. I can run! Cecelia said.

Your Dodge skill is now level 18!

Not while youre resting, itll break the skill. Reason had stopped four hundred meters out, give or take. A few crossbow bolts licked out toward it, fell vastly short. Save your fire! Threadbare called.

Thats an intriguing notion, The Cataclysm called, standing up on her carpet. I think Ill disregard that. She whipped her hands through the air, ripping fiery holes into it, and pulling out gobs of flame. Molding it into a big ball, she raised it up above her head, and hurled it straight at Threadbare.

He hurled himself into cover, dove over Cecelia, and hoped.

Turning his eyes upward, he watched as the ball hit the wards and shrunk abruptly, down to basketball size.

But it still continued through. And the golems screamed as it exploded above them, raining down fire and light.

Threadbare took a breath

and let it out as a red 21 drifted up from his singed fur. Hed put fire resistant enchantments on a few of his armor pieces, as hed had time and reagents to do so. Now it was paying off.

Wards? Thought so, The Cataclysm sat down on her carpet. Legion, your boys will be useless here. Make sure nobody interrupts our playtime.

Dont fucking tell me what to do! The daemon rider called, as he wheeled overhead. But he spread out nonetheless, and little fifts appeared in the air, flying daemons squeezing out and scattering around the area surrounding the hill.

The battle still raged on around the toys, dwarves clashing with the Crowns forces, but the bulk of the army seemed content to let the Hand take care of the golems. Or perhaps they just wanted to stay as far away from them as possible? Threadbare didnt know.

Another yell from up the hill, another flash of golden light. She got Vance!

Pull his body back, Threadbare said. And keep a watch out. He couldnt tell them to harvest the soulstones. The way the Ninja operated, shed surely break them if she knew.

Meanwhile, across the field, the Cataclysm was assessing the fortifications, and finding them not to her liking. Its your turn, she slapped Reason on the arm, and backed away. Break the walls, drive them back from the cover. Ill take care of the rest.

With pleasure, Cecelias voice echoed from the daemon machine, and Threadbare felt a stir of anger rise up in him to hear it. That was his little girls body in there!

Threadbare turned to HIS Cecelia. May I have your daggers?

What? Why?

I have an idea.

Here, Cecelia handed them over, barely moving. And if you can, get Reason close. Ill see what I can do.

Threadbare stood, moved around to a gap in the wall. The Cataclysms gaze snapped around to consider him, and she sent a wisp of flame teasingly his way. It shrunk when it hit the wards, but he swiped his hand through it, not bothering to dodge and ignoring the red 44 that rose from his singed paw. So how exactly does this work? Threadbare asked.

Does what work? The red-clothed thing wearing a dead womans face asked, as she idly gathered up a bigger ball of flame. You dying? I think you should know how that goes by now.

No. The daemonic possession part, Threadbare said, ignoring Reason as it stomped closer, arbalest trained on him.

Its not possession, she smiled under her veil. Your bodies are just meat puppets for us. The brains provide the memories, the hearts run the bodies so we dont have to. Youre just our material components, more or less. Well not YOU, you little freak. No brains, no heart and no luck, for your path has brought you here to stand in front of us. The ball grew in her hands.

Interesting. Threadbare stepped out of the wards, and the onlooking golems cried out, called for him to come back, and started down the hill. But he waved them back, and kept moving

straight toward Reason.

The corrupted suit hesitated, snapped its arbalest around to point straight at him.

But the arm was shaking.

Because I have a lot of memories of Celia. And she has a lot of memories of me. Of tea parties, and nights with her whispering to me, and cuddling, and that time I brought her water, and when we all laughed together in Catamountain, when I was wearing my first clothes. Well, my second clothes, I suppose, Threadbare said, lifting his hat. You gave this to me, remember? he said, walking toward Reason as the great engine stood there and shook.

Hed remembered how Anise had shook, there, when confronted by Fluffbear. And Anise was much, much older and stronger than Cecelias daemon had been, he thought.

I know what you do, Cecelias voice, tight with emotion, sobbed from Reason. Wont work. Inefficient. Pain passes.

Does it? Threadbare asked. Because those were very good memories. I loved Cecelia. And she loved me. And theres nothing you can do to take that away from us-

The knife took him from behind, stabbing through his coat, stabbing through his chest-

-and he turned, caught the Ninjas arm with both paws, and dug his claws in, pulling her hand through him.

Your Claw Swipes skill is now level 47!

Animus Blade, Animus Blade, Animus Blade, Animus Blade Six times over he cast. Six times over the daggers he borrowed from Cecelia ripped free from his coat, where hed hidden them. And driven with the strength of his will, boosted by his Creators Guardians, they ripped into the Ninja.

The creature screamed, and fled, and he heard the Cataclysm shouting behind him, but it didnt matter. He clung on for grim death as she shook him, tried to pry him off, and sent the daggers after her, after her face, slashing her chest and neck, sending red numbers spiraling up as blood flew.

Your Ride skill is now level 13!

Your Ride skill is now level 14!

STR+1

Stuffing flew to mingle with the blood, as she drew her knife and stabbed relentlessly, and he switched to mending himself, dumping everything he had into Mend Golem spells. She switched to attacking the animated blades instead, but it took her a few swings to drop each one, and every time she did, hed just animate it again. And battered and nicked and worn, it reanimated and dug back into her.

In the end the outcome was inevitable, as she shrieked and scrambled and failed to dislodge him. She weakened by the second, and she just couldnt do enough damage to overcome his healing-

-and unfortunately, the Cataclysm saw that too.

His world became fire, and light, and the explosion hurled him through the air, to land to the side of the hill. He couldnt see, and he tried to feel his face with his paws, but his paws werent working right.

Your Golem Body skill is now level 34!

Your Toughness skill is now level 25!

Max HP+2

He opened his mouth to speak, to heal himself, and nothing came out. There was something filling his mouth. He couldnt say what.

His nose smelled ash, ash and burnt fur, and Threadbare knew that smell was himself.

Your Scents and Sensibility skill is now level 23!

Oops. Hm. Well, shell be back, he heard the Cataclysm giggle. Okay, newbie. Its a charred lump. Think you can finish THAT off now? Without wussing out on us?

Like hell! Cecelia shouted, and he heard porcelain feet hit the stony ground. Everyone lets go!

No! Threadbare thought, and tried to crawl toward her voice. A paw worked. Nothing else did. Dont come!

Reasons footfalls shook the ground but there was another sound over that.

A droning. From above.

Almost! Get back to the wall! Youre almost safe! He tried to yell, but couldnt, his tongue was ash.

Mend! Cecelia shouted, from a distance away. And he spat ash out. Mend! She shouted again, and vision abruptly reappeared as one of his burnt button eyes flowed back together, un-melting. Reason was fighting the golems, he saw, and winning handily, but they were buying time at the cost of their lives. Mend! Cecelia shouted, and the stump where his right paw was shuddered and reassembled into a proper arm.

I can take it from here! he called, as he reached into his coat, found the beads, and slammed three to the ground.

The healing rushed over and through him, and Threadbare stood up as Cecelia reached him, and the little bear spun around

Just in time to see another massive fireball shrieking toward him.

Threadbare knelt, fast as lightning, and dragged his paw around them, slammed a vial of green reagent into the ground, and yelled Ward against Daemons!

Your Wards skill is now level 3!

The explosion blew them out of the circle, consumed it.

But the hasty, weak ward did its job. And when Threadbare picked himself up off the stony ground, he saw to his relief that theyd lost no limbs.

Oh for the love of Cron! The Cataclysm snarled, as Reason slew a golem with every stomp. Just give up and die already! Legion, theyre out of the wards, swarm them. Finish this sad

The droning rose, and she looked up, as the bombs fell down.

Get back! Get clear! Threadbare yelled to the golems, and they fled. Some of them even made it in time.

But not all, as the bombs exploded around Reason, and the Cataclysm steered her carpet in a frantic attempt to dodge the worst of it. Gunfire cracked down as well, and the fire daemon shrieked as bullets ripped into her. From that range it was a long shot, even for Jarrik, but the few that found her HURT.

And as Beryls fliers passed overhead, drifts of flying toys headed down, spreading out to go after the Legion and his daemons. The fliers circled back as the toys harried him, as Jarrik and Kayin and Zuula got into the fight, hitting him with bullets and arrows and wind bursts repeatedly.

Not that the toys below had time to spare for the dogfight above them. Cecelia certainly didnt wait. While the bombs were still falling, she ran up to where Reason was down to one knee, sheltering its cockpit with its arms. Great holes had been blown in the armor, and inhuman flesh and gore spilled out, as the machine groaned and sobbed. Cecelia ignored that, ignored the teddy parts and stuffing strewn around, and ran to the back of the machine, lunging for compartment she knew was there, and jamming one hand through the hole. Animus! she shouted. Invite blanket!

Then she ran.

Reason shook.

Reason let out a confused burble.

Reason abruptly fell to the ground and started thrashing, digging around in itself, ripping armor plates off, trying to get at the shapeless, crawling THING that had been let loose in the equivalent of its nervous system.

Months ago, Cecelia had put a fireproof blanket into Reason, as a last-ditch system to keep herself from being cooked alive in her armor. If Reason caught afire, she thought, then she could always animate the blanket and have it crawl out, and go smother the fire. It had worked very well, the one time she had to use it.

But the compartment the blanket occupied was open to the inside as well.

And now the blanket squeezed its way inexorably up through the fleshy mass of the daemon engine, towards the thing inside.

Threadbare saw none of this as he ran, trying to close with the Cataclysm as she hurled fire into the sky, shrieking, fireballs exploding in midair and burning daemon and flier alike. He shoved the remaining mend golem beads in his mouth, and ran. One of the fliers caught a fireball square on and disintegrated, hurtling toward the ground, and Threadbare could only hope his friends survived as he leaped

and caught ahold of the edge of the carpet.

The daemon snapped her face down to him, stomped down hard, trying to kick him off her ride.

Threadbare was having none of it. He ignored her, clung on with both paws. She wasnt his target. anyway.

Disenchant, he told the carpet.

Your Disenchant skill is now level 24!

They fell to the ground, as blue reagents rained down, and she fell. He hit first, tumbled to his feet, and launched himself at her.

Fool! She shouted, clambering up, and then the world was fire but he had beads left, and he waded in, slashing, ignoring as his eyes melted, ignoring his face turning to ash, just lunging in and striking. Whenever he felt his paws start to burn he bit down on the beads, triggering the healing, and staying on her.

And then the fire was gone. He bit down on the last bead, snapping it, and his eyes returned to him.

She lay crumpled, with enough crossbow bolts in her that she looked a bit like a porcupine. Turning, he saw the surviving golems behind him, reloading their crossbows.

But she still breathed, so with a final slash, he ended that.

You are now a level 14 Cave Bear!

CON+10

WIS+10

Armor+5

Endurance+5

Mental Fortitude +5

You are now a level 11 Duelist!

AGI+3

DEX+3

STR+3

You are now a level 14 Ruler!

CHA+3

WIS+3

LUCK+3

And while he rejoiced to see her fall, he felt bad that only forty, barely forty of the golems were still up. Reason and stray fire had left the bodies of their friends and families strewn across the rocky ground.

He spoke, found his mouth full of clay fragments, and spat out the remnants of the beads. Soulstones. Retrieve the

Reason groaned, and he turned to see the great machine on the ground, tendrils flailing from its cracks, thrashing the earth. Its cockpit was open, gore gushing forth, dark blood staining the ground. A trail led from it to Celia. The little doll moved toward him grimly, tugging with all her might at a squirming, blanket-clad form, dragging it along in fits and starts.

Got her, Celia said. Alive. For now.

Dreadbear! He heard above him, and the bear and his girl looked up to see Zuula ghosting down on spirit owl wings, with Kayin in her arms. We need to go! Legion is too strong!

A shadow rose over Threadbare. He turned, to see the final daemon descending on its batlike mount. Around it the swarm of daemons swirled, four times the size it had been just minutes ago. Is everyone in the fliers all right?

Madeline be out dere somewhere wit Garon. Jarrik Zuula shook her head. Dont know. We tore daemon asshole up good, but no more fliers. Cant finish de job! She caught ahold of the winds, threw them at the skies, and the swarm swirled, then recoalesced as the last member of the Hand headed straight for them, and the first imps started their descent. Get to de tunnel!

No time, threadbare said, softly. Get to the wards-

Light lanced through the sky.

Light pierced through the batlike daemon, and its rider. An arrow of light, leaving a contrail of shrieking ichor behind it as it tore through the cloud.

Followed immediately by six more.

Rapid fire arrows of light, Zuula whispered. Burnin so much fortune

Wards! Threadbare shouted, and they ran, ran as the lesser daemons kept on coming, tearing at the golems. Threadbare jogged over to Celia, grabbed ahold of the blanket, and helped her pull it up to the edge of the wards then stopped. Shell die if we take her in here!

Well die if we stay out here! Celia pointed out.

I need her alive! Threadbare insisted, as imps tore and ripped at him, trying for his eyes, and he laid about with his scepter, scattering them. They couldnt do much damage, but there were a LOT of them.

Alright, I can do this! Celia decided. Pommel Strike! Pommel Strike! Pommel Strike! Drawing her sword, she smacked the blanket-clade form with the blunt end of her blade again and again. Yellow numbers flew as she beat the stamina out of her daemonic self, and Threadbare kept the imps off her as best he could. There! Shes unconscious!

The two of them retreated behind the wards, and oh, threadbares heart broke to see the state of Cecelias clothes and hair, and the long scratches down her face. Mend Golem, he told her, laying a paw on her, relieved as her injuries repaired. Im sorry. But we DO need her.

The imps swirled around them, breaking on the wards, daring it a bit and hissing as it burned them. A few of them worried at the blanket, and Threadbare swung his scepter across whenever they got organized about trying to open it.

The golems got into the act, shooting into the cloud, using the rest of their crossbow bolts on the screeching, birdlike daemons.

But as the minutes passed, the swarm shrunk.

Theyre disappearing, Threadbare said, watching as holes opened up in the air, and swallowed them. Back to someplace full of red light, someplace they did NOT want to go.

He works like a conjurer. Lots of things, some of them pretty powerful, but they dont stick around for long, Celia sighed. Is that reagent over there?

Yes! Threadbare went and gathered up the scattered bits that were all that was left of the magic carpet. Good. I can use this. Right away, actually. Well, once the daemons are gone.

What I want to know, Kayin said, as the imps slackened, and the last of the swarm returned to whence they came, is who shot those arrows.

Funny ya should ask that, an old, familiar voice drawled.

Threadbare whirled, as from behind part of the wall, a gray-cloaked figure blurred into existence.

Save for that gray cloak he wore brown from head to toe, and stubble adorned his chin. His face was a mass of wrinkles, and what hair he had left was on the sides of his head, stark white and unruly.

Ullo Mister bear. Been a while, yeah? Mordecai said. Then he squinted at Celia. Oh, ya got a little doll what looks like Celia now? Scute.

Mordecai Zuula whispered, stepping out from behind Celia.

And the old scout froze. His jaw worked up and down, and he stared at the little doll. What? he barked, hands trembling. What is this! What kind of no. Mad. Its the madness come gain. Mordecai dropped to his knees, burying his face in his hands, fingers white as he squeezed his skull. Out! Na really there! Na really there!

No, Zuula said, trembling herself. Is Zuula. Is She whispered, then fell silent. She looked to her spear, cast it aside. Dreadbear. Loan her your club.

Its more of a scepter, really.

Do it.

Wordlessly he passed her the bearheaded scepter.

And the golems watched in silence, as Zuula strode up to Mordecais trembling form, and bopped him, HARD, in the knee. He yelled in surprise, jumped up with wiry strength, and his bow was in his hands, nocked with an arrow drawn, head right in Zuulas face.

You is late! Zuula thundered.

Then she bit the arrowhead, twisted her neck to the side, wrestling it from his grasp. It hummed as it went past Threadbare, and he watched as she started wailing on her husband with all her might.

Hey! Kayin yelled, starting forward-

-but Celia whipped her arm out to block the wooden catgirl. No! This might work!

What might work? What might work?

And as Mordecai danced backward, running from his wife, a wondering grin filled his face. He pulled out his knife, and the golems around him raised their bows only to lower them as Threadbare waved his troops down. Just go and harvest the soulstones. Thats more important. Lets, ah lets give them some privacy.

Yes. Best not to stick around for what follows, Cecelia said, looping her arm around Kayins shoulders and walking her away.

What follows? the assassin asked.

Cecelia told her.

Um. But shes and hes how?

Im not actually sure, and I dont want to know, Cecelia said. Kayin agreed with that on general principles.

So they concentrated on saving their dead.

A few had broken soulstones, and a quick speak with dead saved some of them others had expired too long ago in the battle for it to make a difference. Threadbare mourned with each one that came up missing. They were lost for good. This was war, this was the cost of victory.

But the battle wasnt done, not by a long shot. Judicious use of Celias telescope showed that the fray had shifted to the South. The giants are down that way. Celia said, from the top of a nearby hill. Theyre having a hard time of it, looks like- oh fump.

What? Threadbare asked.

Emmet. Hes down there. Along with a whole lot of troops.

An our daughter too, Mordecai said, walking over to Threadbare and the two doll haunters, cuddling Zuula in his arms.

The half-orc glared at them. Not one word.

The trio nodded in unison.

Graves and Missus Fluffbear were over with the giants, Threadbare said, worried.

So are the rest a the dwarves, Mordecai said. But theres too many troops still up. Dwarves cant stop that lot if Emmet breaks past them giants.

Threadbare looked around at his team. Then he looked south. I suppose were not done yet, then. But before we do, Celia, youve got a choice to make.

A choice?

Threadbare walked over the blanket, and pulled it free, revealing the white armor beneath, and the unconscious daemon within. Its very risky. Its also maybe a bad idea. But if it works, I think, just maybe, I can give you your body back

THREADBARE'S CHARACTER SHEET

Spoiler: Spoiler

Name: Threadbare

Age: 5

Jobs:

Greater Toy Golem Level 16

Cave Bear Level 14

Ruler Level 14

Scout Level 8

Tailor Level 11

Model Level 11

Necromancer Level 11

Duelist Level 11

Animator Level 14

Enchanter Level 12

Golemist Level 20

Smith Level 11

Sculptor Level 13

Attributes:

Strength: 151 Constitution: 173 Hit Points: 404(514) Armor: 62(76)

Intelligence: 270 Wisdom: 237(244) Sanity: 507(679) Mental Fortitude: 52

Dexterity: 183(190) Agility: 150(157) Stamina: 343(467) Endurance: 72

Charisma: 133(162) Willpower: 256 Moxie: 389(528) Cool: 20(55)

Perception: 134 Luck: 105(112) Fortune: 239(356) Fate: 20(27)

Generic Skills

Brawling - Level 63 (+36)

Climb - Level 14

Clubs and Maces - Level 21

Dagger - Level 9

Dodge - Level 18

Fishing - Level 1

Magic Items - Resist Fire 29

Ride - Level 12

Stealth - Level 17

Swim - Level 5

Greater Toy Golem Skills

Adorable - Level 46

Bodyguard - Level 9

Gift of Sapience - Level NA

Golem Body - Level 34

Innocent Embrace - Level 17

Magic Resistance -Level 17

Cave Bear Skills

Animalistic Interface - NA

Claw Swipes - 52

Darkspawn - NA

Forage - 13

Growl - 2

Hibernate - 37

Scents and Sensibility - 23

Stubborn - 10

Toughness - 25

Ruler Skills

Appoint Official - Level NA

Emboldening Speech - Level 19

Identify Subject - Level 10

It's Good to be King - NA

King's Quest - Level 15

Noblesse Oblige - Level 37

Organize Minions - Level NA

Royal Audience - Level 22

Simple Decree - Level 15

Swear Fealty - Level NA

Scout Skills

Alertness - Level 3

Best Route - Level 3

Camouflage - Level 13(20)

Firestarter - Level 11

Keen Eye - Level 12

Sturdy Back - Level 13

Wind's Whisper - Level 19

Tailor Skills

Adjust Outfit - Level 5

Clean and Press - Level 20

Recycle Cloth - Level 2

Tailoring - Level 54(69)

Model Skills

Adjust Weight - Level 14

Call Outfit - Level 5

Dietary Restriction - Level 50 (+110 to all pools)

Fascination - Level 9

Flex - Level 21

Makeup - Level 11

Self-Esteem - Level 21

Sexy Pose - Level 2

Strong Pose - Level 16

Work it Baby - Level 50 (+55% to raw item bonuses)

Necromancer Skills

Assess Corpse - Level 12

Command the Dead - Level 28

Deathsight - Level 9

Drain Life - Level 8

Invite Undead - Level 12

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

Skeletons - Level 19

Soulstone - Level 45

Speak With Dead - Level 24

Zombies - Level 3

Duelist Skills

Challenge - Level 11

Dazzling Entrance - Level 17

Disarm - Level 2

Fancy Flourish - Level 13 (20)

Guard Stance - Level 22

Parry - Level 22

Riposte - Level 1

Swashbuckler's Spirit - NA (+20 to cool)

Swinger - Level 2

Weapon Specialist - Level 43 (Brawling +21)

Animator Skills

Animus - Level 41

Animus Blade - Level 15

Animus Shield - Level 4

Arm Creation - Level 7

Command Animus - Level 19

Creator's Guardians - Level 55

Dollseye - Level 18

Eye for Detail - Level 20

Magic Mouth - Level 18

Mend - Level 68

Enchanter Skills

Appraise - Level 30

Boost+5 - Level 25

Boost +10 - Level 5

Disenchant - Level 24

Elemental Protection - Level 18

Glowgleam - Level 26

Harden - Level 36

Soften - Level 31

Spellstore I - Level 40

Spellstore V - Level 18

Spellstore X - Level 8

Wards - Level 3

Golemist Skills

Armor Golem - Level 1

Bone Golem - Level 1

Call Golem - Level 4

Clay Golem - Level 3

Command Golem - Level 24

Flesh Golem - Level 1

Golem Animus - Level 65

Golem Guardians - NA

Invite Golem - Level 12

Mend Golem - Level 59

Program Golem - Level 43

Toy Golem - Level 83

Wood Golem - Level 19

Smith Skills

Adjust Arms and Armor - Level 20

Refine Ore - Level 15

Smelt Down - Level 7

Smithing - Level 52

Sculptor Skills

Detect Clay - Level 8

Mend Ceramic - Level 6

Refine Clay - Level 18

Sculpting - Level 61

Equipment

Journeyman Tailor's Apron of fire resistance (+6 Armor, +10 Tailoring, Resist Fire 9)(+3 Armor, +5 Tailoring, +5 Resist Fire from WIB)

Okay Quality Bling

Ringtail Master's Coat of fire resistance (+5 CHA, +5 LUCK, +5 Armor, +5 Fate, +10 Resist Fire 10)(+2 CHA, LUCK, Armor, Fate, +5 Resist Fire from WIB)

Rippen Tear Cloak (+10 to brawling, +5 Armor)(+5 Brawling, +2 Armor from WIB)

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

Sneakypants (+5 Camouflage)(+2 Camouflage 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)(+5 CHA from WIB)

Golden Laurels (Enables the REST skill, usable every two hours.)

Inventory

A Folded-steel Dagger (Dagger Level 10)

Tailor's Tools

3 vials of Green Reagent.

4 Vials of Blue Reagent

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

Quests

Unlocked Jobs

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

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