192 Vol. 3 pt. 62 Patch 11.0: A New Home (1/2)
”It might be boring for a while, so until we get there, are you two sure you want to come with us?” Fenrir asks Azalabulia and Rao.
Rao looks over at Rock and Shogun lying on the deck of The Shoebill together. ”I can't take my bro away from his girl, and being a city's leading architect sounds like a great way of impressing some cute girls, so I'm all in, bro,” he answers.
Fenrir still cringes whenever he thinks of Rock being Shogun's ”girl.”
”We shall build a vile fortress of darkness that—” Azalabulia starts to say, but stops when she sees everybody but Cassiel staring at her and waiting for her to get to the point, ”…yeah, I'll come.”
”You sure you wouldn't rather go around and blow stuff up?” Fenrir asks.
”It's – it's boring playing alone all the time.”
”Then there we have it. Two new members of The Soaring Wolves, and we're sailing east to build a new town and safe haven for artificial intelligences.”
”Will there be a castle, my hero?” Nell asks.
”I want big cannons like the pirate place had,” Serra requests.
”I'm going to build the sweetest bachelor pad ever!” Rao adds on.
”Can there be a bar full of oiled-up, muscly men?” Oleander asks.
”There shall be a tower of black and crimson bricks with a floating, burning eye of the dark god above it!” Azalabulia announces.
Fenrir looks at Cassiel.
She's the only one who hasn't requested something of her own yet.
”I – I just want a house,” Cassiel says.
”Alright. All of that can work except for Azalabulia's and Serra's. I think,” Fenrir says. ”And Nell's since that would probably require a ton of materials.”
”That's the only problem, bro,” Rao says. ”I can build a castle and tower as long as I've got the materials. Don't know about the flaming eye above the tower part, but—”
”Yes!” Azalabulia shouts. ”It's okay! The eye can be optional!”
”My hero, would Tabitha not be able to construct those cannons that Serra wishes for with the proper materials?” Nell asks.
Fenrir shrugs and sighs. ”Alright. I guess we're going to not only have a city where artificial intelligences and players alike can live and feel safe, but there's going to be a castle, a giant evil tower, huge cannons defending it, and a bar full of oiled-up and muscular men,” he says. At least Rao and Cassiel want simple things. ”Finding those men is all on you, though, Olly.”
”Gladly!” Oleander replies. ”Cor can help me out, too. I wonder how many of those beefcake fishing friends of yours we could convince to come over…”
From Fenrir and Nell exchanging their feelings with the serpent, they discover that she agrees to come with them as well. Though, rather than do so because she supports Fenrir's idea of a free city full of equality for all, she just wants safe waters where she can hunt and play as she pleases.
Fenrir just hopes that she doesn't cause problems for any of the town's future sailors.
”If you're all going to have your own crazy requests, then I'm going to make sure we host the biggest, best fishing tournament in this game,” Fenrir declares. ”It's going to be way better than Blackstache's, and it's going to actually be about fishing instead of survival and blowing each other up.”
”Didn't you say you wanted to just do a ton of fishing before we started playing this?” Oleander asks.
”Yep.”
”You've done like, almost no fishing in comparison to everything else.”
”Yeah…”
”And now you want to build your own city.”
”Yes.”
”You're probably going to find some way to make the fishing tournament not even about fishing with your current track record of wanting to fish.”
”Listen, we've been friends for years. You know how easily I get distracted.”
”I guess you can take the dog out of the Divine Brigade, but you can't take the Divine Brigade out of the dog.”
While Rao may not react at all to the mentioning of the Divine Brigade, the other new crew member does.
”The Divine Brigade?” Azalabulia asks with wide eyes. ”What was that about the Divine Brigade?”