12 Chapter 12 (1/2)
Chapter 12
Chapter 12
”Time's ticking away Glyax.” Rue was tapping her foot again, waiting to regain his attention. They had been about to start loot, but he froze after he summoned his boss. It was all just, so cliché.
Old Man Jenkins stood nearly 10ft in height, towering over all of the over mobs that milled about on the first floor. The boss mob was wearing what appeared to be overalls, a dirty and torn shirt, and a rather poor looking straw hat. In his mouth, a corn-cob pipe, that the boss seemed to contentedly be puffing on. In his right hand, a massive pitchfork. To make him appear demonic, the developers had simply given him a reddish tinge to his skin, sharp teeth, glowing red eyes, and a set of horns that protruded out of his hat. Oh, and he had the demon like tail, how could James forget that.
”I know, but, really?” He glanced from Rue, back to the boss. Now he thought about it, his other mobs seemed to have quite literal changes to make them appear demonic. It was like the developers just pulled out their bag of cliché demonic traits, and applied them, in large quantities, to all of the mobs. James was suddenly feeling like a very cheap dungeon.
”These aren't bad, trust me.” Rue shot him a level look, with a smirk on her face. James was suddenly terrified to see what his second floor became. What mobs could be worse than Demonic Farm?
”I'll take your word for it.” He turned his full attention back to Rue, glancing for a moment at the clock. He had spent over an hour upgrading his boss mob, leaving him roughly 12 hours to finish his dungeon creation. If loot was all that was left, he had plenty of time. ”So, what do we use for loot, a Loot Generator?” James was certain they developers would continue their basic naming scheme.
”Oh, aren't you the quick one.” Rue laughed as she waved a hand, pulling up a screen. Sure enough, Loot Generator, showed across the top. He would have claimed the developers were unimaginative, if he didn't currently have a floor full of exploding sheep and mad cows.
The loot generator screen was set up similar to the other screens he had seen. With a list of tiers going down it, all but tier 1 being greyed out. Instinctively, James selected Tier 1, bringing up a new window. This window showed all of his tier 1 mobs, including his boss mob. There were also empty spaces on the screen, with a question mark on each of them.
”What are those question marks for?” James nodded towards one, curious. Were there other mobs he could summon, that would have loot at tier one? He was a bit worried about that. As much as he hated his demonic farm animals, he would have hated it more if there were mobs that didn't fit the floors theme running around.
”Those spaces are your special loot instances.”
”Special loot instances?” James wasn't quite following.
”Mhmm. Every floor can have special loot instances that offer adventurers a chance at rarer or unique loot that otherwise wouldn't be dropped on the floor. When you unlock special loot instances, you will be able to apply them to your floor.”
”So, give me an example of one.” Was she talking about treasure chests? He had found a wide range of treasure chests on his Dungeon Creator screen after all.
”Well, I don't want to ruin the surprise-” Rue looked from him, to the screen, and then back to him. ”But, if you really want to know-”
”I do.” His comment made the pixie grin.
”Very well. Special loot instances can include special mobs that you unlock, that can randomly summon, outside of your control, on any of your floors. Some of these mobs, you will notice immediately, thanks to their tendency to make a lot of noise. Others, you won't notice appear unless you are paying attention, because they can take on the appearance of-”
”I get mimics?” James was no stranger to mimics, nasty creatures that usually took on the appearance of a treasure chest, luring unsuspecting adventures to not only a jump scare, but also usually death.
”Yes. You can eventually get mimics.” Oh, James really wanted one of those.
”How?”
Rue held a finger up to her lips, staring at him for a moment, before shaking her head, grinning. ”Not right now Glyax.” She pointed back to the Loot Generator screen. ”First, you need to finish the task at hand.”
”Alright.” James felt his excitement die down a little. He really wanted some mimics. He was certain watching adventurers get eaten by those mobs would prove quite amusing.
”So, when it comes to loot, you can control it in a few ways.” Rue waved her hand at the dicken, pulling up a screen. Underneath the name dicken, multiple options appeared.