《Debts Come Due!》Day-24 The darkest of designs!
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"You shall build my cult a base in the area, one that they need never fear being uprooted from. If you do so then I will grant you my blessing on this ocassion. To face a grudge taken form, hatred manifest in the world to kill without regards to life or limb." A dark god told her, his domain was that of murder in the night. Is followers were all assassins and she would need to build them a safe place for training and growth for his aid.
If it were any other monster besides a hellhound, she would not have considered it at all. But it was, it was something that would push her to the limits of her planning ability if she wanted to have a ghost of a chance. It could kill them all through shear persistence, and it would never stop coming back stronger then it was. This was the worst kind of death match to be in and she planed to win it.
"I will do as you ask if they will show honor. They shall kill no children in my domain or face both of our wrath until they have been annihilated for the face of the earth." She would only agree if they were willing to make this concession. After all having a bunch of honorless assassins running around in her backyard was the last thing she wanted to deal with.
"You shall wage war and cause chaos in the near future. Let them all know that when you come you do so with my blessing. When the paladins come for you let them know that you have my blessing to walk your own path. Do not bow before any in this world and never let them take you alive." This came from the god of broken chains, her own god that she still worshiped to this day. The one that had granted her the power she relied on to keep herself alive. In some regards, the friend that had let her survive during her long years in the church.
Like this it went, on and on, until no more gods or goddesses had blessings to give her. So much was asked of her that she could never get it all done herself. Luckly she did not have to, she could ask the Lady to take a hand in it. She would owe the Lady for the serveces rendered but better one large debt to keep track of then one hundred to work against her.
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Those that she could work out on her own started to form a plan in her head. If she played her cards right then she would be getting paid to do things that she had already planned on doing. Things she already wanted to do and would now be able to make a profit off of them.
She was going to make that dungeon alright and fill it with the challenges and traps that were asked of her. She would make it a santuary for thieves and assassins. Give them their safe places and put up challengers to go into the depths. She planned to come out of this ahead and the best part was the grudge. She had found out a way to remove the grudge of the hellhound.
Now there was a chance, she just had to make the most of it.
"Tea, we are set on the forgiveness side of things. Do your worst." Sasha told her friend that looked a little to giddy for anyones own good.
She started cackling, actually cackling at the thought of what she was now allowed to make. She had read so many books on how to build monsters that could poison the very land with their mear presence. How to bind souls to the mortal plane and use them for her darkest wishes. And the worst part was that she now had free reign to do exactly that.
The bandits were going to regret ever being born!
"It shall only take a day or two. After that we can go ahead and launch our suprise attack on the hellhound. Just so you know I am making seige walkers so nobody come close to them. Their natural presance will weaken you till you die if you get within five feet of them." Teamasa said to warn her friends of just how dangerious she was making these monsters. Death Knights were no joke and they were the weakest things she was making.
She had given them enought time to work out the fact and details. All they had to do was to make sure that when she threw in the heavy hitters, they could go all out and weaken the hellhound. Sasha had made sure that when the worst came about they would be ready. That they could actually win this. Now it was time for the siblings to pull their own weight and talk to the Lady.
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They had decided to go all in on the warlock pact. They would serve her for the rest of their lives and get the job done. It would only benifit them and they could live with the down sides. They were never much for the paladins and their snobby ways to begin with.
"We call on you to make a deal. One that will benifit both of our sides if you would but accept our service. We have deal struck that we would offer you, bussiness with all the gods of light and dark." Embrda said over the little circle that they had made.
"We have adventure and asperations that we would like to fulfill and achievments that we would like to acomplish. We have already furthered your name and would like your help in bringing down a hound of hell. The old grudge dogs that have plagued the world at large for thousands of years." Drassisa pronounced, starting a little fire.
"What you have asked of me is acceptable and I shall help you but the three of you will owe me for taking the debts off hands. I am glad to see that my dear girl has learned so much about doing business at the crossroads. Sense you now know how to remove the grudge and leave the hound weak I want both the grugde esssense and the hound for my very own. That will be your payment for a good hunt." The Lady of bargens said while becomeing more and more solid. She melded up from the very stone and took form.
Two quick kisses with a succubus later!
"Get ready, what comes next will be just the start of your journey's and I do very much look forward to seeing where you go from here." The Lady said as she departed back to her home. She took on the roll of getting the jobs the gods wanted out of the way, sending them to her followers as missions to be compleated.
During this time Tess was getting the village ready for an endless seige, it was easy for him to make runes in the ground by controlling the earth and build walls by changing the stone. Growing the plants that would work against the hellhound was not hard. It jsut took some time and that was one thing that he had enough of to spare. With the undead getting ready and what ever the rest of the team was up to Smithy and him had all the time in the world to get everything into place.
he was turning the village into a fortress and Smithy was traping it to the nines. When they wee done with the place it would serve to weaken it extensivly. Especially with how Tea had instructed her undead skeletons to prepare the curses. The whole fortress would drain the energy of the hellhound. They just needed a place for that energy to go to.
"Hay guys, do I have the thing for you. This here cyrstal is something that the dark god of sapping might gave me for the hunt. It will draw out the essense of the hell hound if we can get it close enought but I was thinking. What if we hooked it into the entire fortress curse network. Then none of us have to get close to the damn thing in the first place." Sasha said when Tea took a break.
Tea for her part had a look of contemplation and thought about it for a minute. "Yeah I think that I can do that. It should not take me but three hours to get it set up. We wont be able to move it after I do so get ready for that. We will need to make the hound come to us."
"After you finish making those undead I am pretty sure that it is going to make a straight line towards us so that is not a problem. Just have to make sure you do not finish before we are ready is all." Sasha said to her friend.
"Well this is certinally proving to be interesting that is for sure." Drassisa said when she came to join them with her brother.
Things were just starting to get interesting that was for sure.
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