A Second Chance.
But luck was a harsh mistress. None of the teleports worked, and her wand of heal wounds fizzled without a use. A centuar warrior put an end to her, and that was the last she was seen.
The last she was seen...
Was seen...
...
That didn't seem right.
That can't happen.
"What is it?"
The sound of a disembodied voice broke her trance-like state. Wakisagihime shook her head, utterly confused as to what had happened.
"N-no I..." she rubbed her forehead, feeling rather queer. Just a strange, unexplainable feeling, "I think I dozed off a bit...I thought I was dreaming..."
"Dreaming? Whilst talking to me?" The spirit whizzed above her head, clearly agitated, "has anyone taught you manners?"
"I have manners!" She insisted, "I talk to my pets, I play with them, and I even say my 'please's and 'thank you's!"
"Don't call those...those abominations pets!" The spirit somersaulted, "they don't even think!"
"Oh..." Wakisagihime drooped her head, feeling rather downcast at the fact. Even though they accompanied her for so long...
"Anyway! Your equipment! Your skills! Show me!" The spirit interrupted, switching the subject in a bit to turn her attention away from being depressed. It seemed to work marvellously.
"Oh, sure!" She smiled, nodding like an innocent child.
"Hmm..." The spirit mused, "you don't need this...or this...or that..."
One by one equipment was dropped off to accommodate for more important things. The empty wand of teleportation was dropped, the wand of polymorph was dropped, the ring mail was swapped for the leather armour, and the useless stick that she'd been keeping for godsknowwhy was tossed aside, even as she complained that it was a valuable artefact.
"You have the worst hoarder's mentality," the spirit chided, to which she had nothing to say but half hearted objections.
The floor was cleared without much note, and it was time to go deeper...to the second floor.
"So you see," Wakasagihime spoke animatedly, pleased to have someone around who could reply to her monologues, "I met this really short man with a stick."
"Did you kill him?"
"He was waaaaay strong," she pouted, "he'd wave his hand and it's like the dungeon just flipped the wrong way round."
"I...see..."
"..."
"Speaking of which, isn't that the one you were referring to?"
"Aaaaah, no stay away stay away-" she cowered, clearly displeased to see him.
The spirit watched the weathered dwarf slam his quarterstaff against the ground, and let out a small sigh.
This was going to be a long day.
But of course, nothing could stop the true power of simulacra. The ice born snakes twisted and writhed, striking the dwarf before he could attack their caster. The battle ended as soon as it started.
Wakasagihime huffed, holding her staff closer to herself, "that was..."
"...surprisingly easy," the spirit finished, though not displeased. Whatever worked was fine so long as she lived, after all.
With that, the second floor of snakes was cleared without note.
Third floor. A relatively nice start.
"Anacondas!" The mermaid gasped, thanking herself for having stayed in the hallway.
Corpse rot was utilised, and ice bros put to defense.
...but more came, drawn out by the loud noise of her prisms.
"Come on, prism!" She whined, but magic only tapered out from her fingers. She was long out of magic. But even as she tried to retreat a mamba came from a flank, striking her before she could react.
"Corpse rot!" she yelled frantically, diving for cover as the mamba gave pursuit. If was dying, but she was dying quicker.
"Your wands!" The spirit urged.
"Oh, oh, great idea!" She grinned, whipping out the lovely lightning wand. Just one shot would do....
...Or not.
And thus ended the life of Wakasagihime.
...
...
....
"I...I totally won!" Wakasagihime huffed, right as she dashed out for the stairs and slammed the door against the mamba's face. It was slowed, too slow to give pursuit, all thanks to the effects of corpse rot.
"That was far too close," the spirit sighed, "magic is a problem."
"Sure is," she pouted, "thank Kiku I have corpses though. I can eat 'em too. Look!"
"Wait what's tha-"
There was a silence as the two stared at each other.
"I feel weird," Wakasagihime complained, to which the spirit could only do a mental face palm.
With a decent rest and actual food, Wakasagihime came back with a vengeance, equipped with an army of undead to follow her every will. This particular time she managed to get ahold of anaconda flesh, all the better to stop everything out of existence.
And with that, the third floor of snakes was cleared.
"...Ah."
The mermaid hesitated as she watched the beady eyes of every humanoid turn to her. None seemed particularly happy. Murderous was the better word.
"...Wrong address!" She spoke, before hastily jumping up the staircase, narrowly pursued by a salamander. It was taken care of by her allies, and she proceeded down a more...peaceful set of staircases.
"Hm?" Wakasagihime shuddered as the cold breezed past her, "strange, I've felt this before..."
"Don't be silly," the spirit grumbled, "get moving."
"Fine fine."
The Ice Caves were quickly found...
Dropping off all her potions, she jumped straight into the foreign land, hopes of fantastic treasure motivating every step.
"Demons...?" The mermaid looked downcast, not particularly happy with the company. Neither was the ice devil, as it swung its claws in swathing motions.
But Kiku's delivery was a boon. An army of simulacra and skeletons were amassed, unperturbed by the biting cold.
Lovely out of LOS destruction.
"That's..."
A dire elephant simulacra.
"And that's..."
A twelve headed hydra simulacra.
"...This place really wants to kill me!" Wakasagihime exclaimed.
"Of course it does, don't be silly!" The spirit huffed.
More enemies, even a blizzard demon. But kiku's corpse delivery proved to be by far her most powerful weapon. Those who opposed her were splattered across the stone walls, demon or simulacra.
The rewards were not enticing. Some scrolls, a shield of reflection, nothing she wanted. Thus Wakasagihime left the ice caves in disappointment, but still thankful it was not something harder.
"Oh."
Nagas. Loads of nagas, and she couldn't just yell 'wrong address'.
But of course, body blocking with undead continued to be an effective offense, as fulminant prisms detonated behind the swarm.
Boom.
More boom.
And then she was victorious.
"For me...? Wonderful!"
Wakasagihime jumped in glee, lifting the wand from the cold body of the salamander.
"...This is far too morbid." The spirit tilted its body to one side, wondering just how a childlike, cheery mermaid could sound so dark with her words.
The final floor arrived, but as Wakasagihime turned to brag her companion was no longer there.
"...Oh...that was earlier that I'd thought..."
She gripped her bardiche closer, looking into the distant darkness. It will be back; until then, she had to find the rune for herself...and stay alive.
Turn End.
Time: 48829.1
Not much of note. Got myself to a few near death scenarios but most of the perishables stayed unused. Corpse Rot is life, Corpse Rot is love. I dropped freeze and training for Conj, SC. She's holding the book of enchantments, so do get haste once SC reaches the next level.
Honestly I dislike how Wakasagihime has become a bit of a jack of all trades and master of none. We need to get OOD online quick, because at this point in time she isn't powerful enough to take on anything without MP, but at the same time she hasn't many powerful spells other than simulacra.
