47 Chapter 47 (1/2)
Chapter 47
”So, how many resources does that make.” James was grumbling as he watched the Knight's respawn on the first floor of their instance. He looked dismally at his resources, he only had 20 left. Sure, he gained resources back quickly enough, but he had been looking forward to winning that bet. It would have put him over 200 resources, and with that, he had planned to put in a new sign on his second floor, and a few more car husks. The sign, he had decided, would read ”Welcome to Jurassic City.” He figured the extra confusion would be amusing for adventurers, and he was sure sooner or later, word was going to get out about his mobs.
”Enough.” Rue had a huge grin on her face, and she drew James's attention to his first floor. Rue summoned her own screen, and with a grin selected an option. A moment later what appeared to be a shrine appeared, right next to his first trap at the start of the dungeon. The shrine depicted….well, it looked almost exactly like Rue, her arms out in an offering gesture, her wings spread wide, a kind smile on her face. Alright, everything but the kind look in her eyes looked like her. James knew just how devious his pixie was.
”What, is that?” Seriously? What the hell was that? And did this break the rules? Wasn't this communicating with the players?
”That, oh mighty Glyax, is a shrine to the Goddess of Luck.” Rue stuck her tongue out as James as he stared at the shrine.
”To the Goddess of Luck.” He said the words a second time and shook his orb. Just what was the pixie going on about?
”In the game's lore, there are gods and goddess that can offer different blessings to players. They are lost deities, whose shrines can magically appear to aid adventurers.”
”Note to self, learn the game's lore.” Seriously, he had been so busy building his dungeons, upgrading mobs and generally just trolling adventurers, he hadn't actually looked at game lore. Hell, James hadn't realized there was much game lore. And, as the Dungeon Core, he hadn't actually thought to look it up. Usually world lore was more situated in games that had expansive worlds, not a game where adventurers just had a massive, every growing dungeon to keep crawling through.
”Oh yeah, the developers put a lot of time into game lore. You should really stop slacking and check it out.” Rue waved her hand, and a book the size of an encyclopedia appeared in her hand.
”Really? That's all the game's lore?”
Rue glanced at the encyclopedia and grinned. ”Nope, this is the Lord of the Rings Trilogy, hardback edition. I've been reading it before bed. You want to talk about a book with a lot of lore.” She waved her hand, and a new book, a much smaller book appeared. James had to grin, it looked almost the size of a Dungeon Master manual from DnD.
”This is the lore of the game. There are also developer made videos detailing historical facts on the world, as well as the history of each race, if you were interested in it.” She waved her hand, and the book disappeared.
”Honestly though, much of that lore is just for the players that love that kind of stuff. The only aspect I found interesting, was the gods and goddesses.” Rue grinned, motioning back to her shrine.
”They aren't detailed in their appearances, and the lore says they can take on any form. So, heck, why not have the Goddess of Luck look like a pixie?” She grinned, and all James could do was shrug his tentacles.
”Alright, so you got yourself a shrine. Not conceited at all.” Had she really just been placing bets, so she could make people worship her. The more James thought about it, the more it made sense. She did seem to think highly about herself.
Rue shot James a venom filled look, before motioning towards the bottom of the shrine. On it, a lever, and a slot for what looked to be a coin. Underneath the slot, what appeared to be a poem.
Those who wish to improve their fate
The goddess's hunger you must sate
An offering of coin to test your luck
To receive a blessing, in the form of a buff
Alright, so maybe poem was a stretch. As James read the words over, he glanced at the pixie, had she come up with that poem? By the way she grinned, he guessed she had.