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01/05/11(Wed)00:24 No.13404213>>13404009 >>13404037 >>13404064 You charge forward and the elves scatter. You grab the construct's body in your mouth and bite down, crushing it completely. The elves stare at you fearfully, not sure what to do. "Good day, gentlecreatures. Pray tell, do you know how many of your kind are enslaved here?" They stare at you blankly, then one of them says, "All are here. All serve the Steel King. In his shadow we labor. In his image will we be remade." They all stare at you for a moment longer, and then seem to snap out of a daze. "Wait - you killed the guard! We're... we're free! Thank you, stranger, whatever you may be. There are hundreds of thousands of us imprisoned here, we build machines for the Steel King. We don't know exactly what he is, but he takes the machines we make and enchants them into weapons. When one of us grows old, we are fitted with an outer body and our souls are drained to make a construct like the ones that guard the slaves." A loud CLANG from some machinery nearby startles the speaker and he drops to the ground in a fetal position. A moment later, he gets back up and asks, "Do... Do you know a way out? How we might escape?" |