Prologue - 004

Prologue - 004

Turns since TBfGK: 3

"So, Maggie. The outfit."

Maggie smiled again and looked down at the bricks of the street. "Yes, Lord?"

"Tell me about that. Where do changes of clothes come from?" Under the Hamstard armor plate, Parson was wearing the same Hamstard T-shirt, jeans, shoes, socks, and underwear he had been wearing when he was summoned almost two weeks ago. At the start of Gobwin Knob's turn each day, his body and clothing were "cleansed," and it did seem pretty thorough. His hair was combed, his whiskers shaved, his teeth felt smooth and clean. He never stank or itched. Before the battle he had nicked his ankle messing around with a pickaxe down in the tunnels with Sizemore. The cut, the bloodstain, and the little hole in his sock were all repaired the next morning. If there was anything about this world that was a gamer's wish come true, automatic grooming and laundry had to be it.

But he still wanted a change of clothes.

"Well, it's Dollamancy, Lord," said Maggie, looking up at him. The brim of her pith helmet shaded her eyes, but little dots of sunlight from the breathing holes in it danced around on her cheeks. "This particular 'outfit'...I would call it 'raiment'...came from the Magic Kingdom. The helm was made by one of our new Twolls."

"Yeah, how do Twolls do that? Bogroll made my armor, and he put the sword together. This new guy Zhopa just made me a picnic basket." He lifted up the basket, which was solidly holding together.

"Twolls have the 'fabrication' special, which is a form of natural Dollamancy. Units with that ability can make small nonmagical items, usually armor and equipment. I understand that the next Twoll we pop will be assigned to the stables as a smith and saddlemaker."

Parson nodded. "But the rest of the clothes were from an actual Dollamancer?"

"Yes, his name is Ken. Lovely man," said Maggie. "Frankly, I haven't bothered with new raiment in a very long time. But you know..." she gestured around them, particularly at the awesome towers of the front gate they were approaching. "It's a fresh start for our side. It seems a time for renewal."

"Hm," said Parson. They walked on, in warm sunshine. The city was quiet, though some of Wanda's Decrypted infantry were always in view, standing in doorways or hanging around on corners, saluting as Parson passed. The cool breeze carried in the occasional distant sound of marching bootsteps or the clang of swords and pikes in drill exercises. "What about these symbols?" Parson slapped his chest plate. "My Hamstard crest and Wanda's skull emblem, and the Stanley posters. That's all Dollamancy, too?"

"The emblems are called 'livery,' Lord. And yes, that is a common form of natural Dollamancy. New units pop bearing the livery their Ruler desires. Twolls can fabricate items which bear their master's livery. And when a caster creates another unit, as in golem-making or uncroaking, the caster sets the livery and other features of the unit's appearance."

Parson looked at Sizemore, who had been following along quietly. "You design your golems, Sizemore?"

The Dirtamancer smiled brightly. "Yes, partly. I like to use my imagination when I can, Warlord. But I had to stick to certain basic shapes."

"Nice. Nice job. Even the Craps."

"Thank you."

"So Wanda put Hamstard on the Uncroaked. To piss off Ansom, prob'ly," said Parson with a little grin. "Worked. But then on the Decrypted, she put her own livery, not mine or Stanley's. That's kind of...interesting."

"It did not escape my notice, Lord," said Maggie.

"I guess he countered with these things, then?" said Parson, pointing up to the huge Stanley-and-star-with-rays banners that hung above them. The three of them were now almost in the shadows of the gate towers.

Sizemore and Maggie looked at one another.

"No, Lord," said Maggie. "Lord Stanley had always gone without his own livery. He let his Warlords choose their own, but he never took one."

"Oh," said Parson, squinting up at the banners. The sun went behind the tower's edge as they stepped into its shadow. He could instantly see it better. "Then who did these?"

"Er, we did, Lord."

Parson stopped.

He turned around and looked at Maggie and Sizemore, standing in the edge of the tower's shadow. The shadows of soldiers moved around between the teeth of the tower on the street behind them. "Um...what?"

Sizemore and Maggie exchanged glances again. Sizemore cleared his throat. "Hav- Having a Dirtamancer in your city when you upgrade it reduces the cost by a lot," he began.

Parson tried to see where this was going. "Okayyyy..."

"But it means the Dirtamancer sets the appearance, the shape of things...and the livery." Sizemore looked apologetic.

Parson raised his eyebrows. "You designed this whole city? Including the banners?"

"Oh no, no." Sizemore held up his hands. Then he looked at Maggie. "I mean..."

"We did, Lord," said Maggie, matter-of-factly. "We were linked."

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Illustration by Alisa Christopher.

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Until it becomes a conversation about something else:)
OneHugeTuck wrote:
Until it becomes a conversation about something else:)

Speaking of something else, ~Looks down at lunch~ Kie lime pie fans? XD
~Headesks self to apologize~
I can't believe no one has mentioned the many things Parson could do with the fabrication ability now that he knows what it is. Could he invent guns by just describing them to a twoll? Could he hire a dollimancer to make a Steak n' Shake out of that empty building?
Dowdos wrote:
I can't believe no one has mentioned the many things Parson could do with the fabrication ability now that he knows what it is. Could he invent guns by just describing them to a twoll? Could he hire a dollimancer to make a Steak n' Shake out of that empty building?


I demand that one of the re-re-conquered cities be called "Avalon," just so we can have a "Guns of Avalon" reference. *Is an Amber fanboy.* Which Prince(ss) of Amber is Charlie or the Titans? XD

PS: Sorry, Moose. But horse-meat is SO much tastier after tenderizing...
Dowdos wrote:
I can't believe no one has mentioned the many things Parson could do with the fabrication ability now that he knows what it is. Could he invent guns by just describing them to a twoll? Could he hire a dollimancer to make a Steak n' Shake out of that empty building?

Assuming that the physics of Erf allow something similar to gunpowder to exist, I suppose.

Firearms aren't simple devices. Unless he's a student of them, Parson, however intelligent, would at best end up with something like a harquebus. If memory serves, these were generally inferior to crossbows in many or most respects.
DevilDan wrote:

Firearms aren't simple devices. Unless he's a student of them, Parson, however intelligent, would at best end up with something like a harquebus. If memory serves, these were generally inferior to crossbows in many or most respects.


Apparently, the advantage of the initial firearms wasn't that they were better than archery, it was that they were much easier to use.

It didn't result in an increase in power, it resulted in a decrease in the training required to achieve that power.

Parson has already started down the road of "what happens if I have untrained units throw rocks?", so he is looking for a way to increase the power of basic units.

To make a firearm, they need some kind of explosive. Actually, I wonder if chemistry is something that hippiemancers can do. He needs an explosive powder, it doesn't technically need to be gunpowder. Maybe one of the magic types can make explosive pellets or something.

Also, maybe a twoll can make swords into cylinders to form the barrel.
raphfrk wrote:
Apparently, the advantage of the initial firearms wasn't that they were better than archery, it was that they were much easier to use.

It didn't result in an increase in power, it resulted in a decrease in the training required to achieve that power.

Parson has already started down the road of "what happens if I have untrained units throw rocks?", so he is looking for a way to increase the power of basic units.

Excellent point about evening skills. The question then becomes whether Erf allows units who don't usually have range-attack skills to hit anything at all. It could force you to miss completely 95 percent of the time out of principle, for example.

We do know of one chemical reaction used as a weapon: http://www.erfworld.com/book-1-archive/?px=%2F108.jpg
DevilDan wrote:
Moose, the solution to your quandary is deceptively simple. If you don't want to repeat yourself constantly about a theory, start a relevant thread on the subject. Then we'll have a neat little area dedicated to that question, one to which others who try to discuss this in other threads can be pointed. More importantly, this will be a clearinghouse for all relevant theories and facts, leading to more informed, efficient, and hopefully constructive debate.


You could also put your theories on the wiki and put a link to them in your sig.
doran wrote:
DevilDan wrote:
Moose, the solution to your quandary is deceptively simple. If you don't want to repeat yourself constantly about a theory, start a relevant thread on the subject. Then we'll have a neat little area dedicated to that question, one to which others who try to discuss this in other threads can be pointed. More importantly, this will be a clearinghouse for all relevant theories and facts, leading to more informed, efficient, and hopefully constructive debate.


You could also put your theories on the wiki and put a link to them in your sig.

or i could do what i did do and cease to participate in speculative discussions in this forum. i'll speculate in everything else erfworld as i said , and i'll react to the comic/update here. if something isn't in the comic/update then i'm not reacting to it.
Well, yes, that is an option I'd never considered.