She also would apologize to the king saying that her plan had been to brake the tables rules the Fragers held so sacred by breaking his equipment so that he would stop because ether he realize that it wasn't a game because the game wouldn't do that or to call her out as a dirty rotten cheater and try and have her 'baned'. When she would say like she was unsure she knows what being banned means ...if asked she would admit to never playing games on the table just that she knew some fragers.... but none the less she never expected her attempts to peacefully end the conflict would lead to hurting so many.

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Also sorry he's fleas because if he was from the table he might have known a way back to her home den and her children, as while the table is many miles from there it's the same reality atleast.

She is really worried about her children considered she was taken from her reality in an accident fighting a large machine trashing her den.

King accepts Glitch's apology and says, "We both did the best we knew how to do. In the end, almost everyone survived. Those who were lost will be remembered always in the Blood.

He also explains, "Actually, there are bolt-holes connecting each star chamber to every other."

After conversations finish up, the Soldier slips through a hole in the Spirit realm back into ordinary space with his hands up and empty of weapons.

"I'll warn you, I have defenses set up that will obliterate everything near this level if anything happens to me right now. I've been listening in," he holds a black knife to his mouth and speaks English, but the language of Rat comes out of the knife, "and I have a thought. I'm thinking this wyrm creature is the real boss-monster, and that I want to kill that thing myself. Why don't we team up - the enemy of my enemy and all - and go after that thing together. Once I defeat that monster, maybe they'll finally let me graduate from the program and go home. Deal?"
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Her ears twitch uneasily. "This is not some programed realm, if some one is controlling your fate and desires you to kill, surrely there can be another way to find you a way home than appeasing them." chittering to herself a bit she adds "It is up to the king though, it is there people you slaughtered." Didn't think there would be a problem but, left it up to them. if there was a desire for revenge it could always be taken later.

She still needs to know more about the wyrms and the realm.

When the Ratkin talk, he holds the black knife to his ear, when he speaks, he speaks through it. The soldier says, "I'm Sgt. Slotter, by the way. Government Issue.

"I know all the NPCs think this is all real, but, come on! You're a freakin rat! I'm using magic, I have infinite ammo for most of my weapons, I have super advanced stuff that's all sci-fi, and I've even had chats with different gods. Don't tell me any of this shit is real, because it ain't. Besides, they warned me about this. They said the VR is so immersive that other players and myself might forget that it's all simulated. You're a player like me, we both have that Scriff-sense, so we're both part of the player group called Versers. Don't try to tell me this isn't a sim, because I've killed players on many different levels only to see them again in later levels."

King just observes at this point.

After introductions finish ((continue on them until you're done)), King calls in Librarian to explain what is known about wyrms and the realm. Wyrms are like long snakes with two long spindly webbed hands attached just behind their heads. They have more than 100 tongues and multiple rows of sharp teeth. They tend to swallow their victims whole, but if they're having trouble, they will tear their food into bits, eating whatever they can grab first. Although the smallest is as long as a colony, that are very thin. The smallest would still be able to fit a human lengthwise into its belly. They move their body very fast in waves, sometimes too quick to see. Often they will take the form of two legs or a large winged creature or any number of other forms, by writhing their bodies around quickly in a particular pattern (like 3D single line art). They will sometimes fake the keening sounds, but also often attack lone ratkin who venture beyond the colony boundaries. Occasionally they'll raid a colony, but usually not. They are the primary diggers of tunnels in the realm, using their rows of diamond-hard teeth to grind up and and swallow debris, whatever they don't digest passes through. When digging, they usually keep their back end near a star to dispose of the excess. Most of the time they are dormant and hidden away in their own version of a bolt-hole. They can often be drawn out by the sound of keening nearby. If you find a tunnel which leads to a dead end, there is often a wyrm at the nearest star.

The realm is all ground in every direction further than anyone has ever explored. There are multiple supercolonies throughout the realm in far away places. Other than the wyrms, the only other creatures anyone has ever come across are rat-variants, adapted to every niche environment. Even the fungi and vegetables that grow are genetically almost identical to rats.
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There was a way she could ask rat to teach her to show the truth of things to Slotter, but such things often drove men mad.... not the best idea. >.>   "We where born human, made ratkin and never use lying goggles or play the games of the table once whole, now broken. He thinks this is the weavers machine realms, dose he not know the signs to see. For all his boons in combat he thinks fairly poorly of them. The man is obviously home sick, mother knows these things... Rather you think this is what it is, is there reasong to kill NCPs? Cruel actions lead to a cruel heart. Will you take that heart home?  If we or others can help you get home is there any cost to letting them? You may be right, you won't get home... but let them try and you might."

She dose check to see if he is corrupted with sense wyrm... to see if he smells of curruption.

To king "What has changed though? Things are in balance... wyrms are not a part of this? Is this not part of the balance? What happened that they are causing disaster."

Listening through his black iron knife, Slotter heard, "I'm a human who was turned into a wererat called a ratkin and never used VR goggles or entered a sim. He thinks this is a Creator's and digital realm, doesn't he know how to tell if it is?..." The rest was the same.

He answers, "Psht, doubt it. There's a difference between killing an NPC and a human. I'm not cruel for using imaginary bullets to change the graphics of imaginary programmed pictures. I'm a servant of my country and my God, and I fight for the ones I love against the hordes of satanic terrorists. They put me in this time-compressed brain training program to make me an advanced killing machine. Once I'm ready, I'll finally graduate and get to go home and meet my babies. They warned me it could seem like years passed before I was finishes, but guaranteed that is be home by the end of the week. I'm going to graduate. I'm going home, one day."


*Roll*
He reaks of corruption - corruption through Wyld (though somewhat different than the corruption she's used to smelling).



King shifts, one of the ratkin covers to the forefront, the others moving a bit apart from her without disconnecting their tails, and the singled out one named Shaman responds, "Long ago, the mother of us all wrote in the Blood, a prophecy to remember.

She was a little confused by this... a corrupted wyld? Such a strong taint too. "For one so pleaded to the weavers dogma you stick of wyld corruption.... The bitter winds? yes... we would help but... we only know one way to cleanse such strong taint and it would likely kill you."  She sighs rubbing and scritching her ear. "NCPs will try help you get home...  yet you not think this is the correct exit?"  She sighs "We do not have resorces to help here though... Rat could help, rat sees these things... She was getting to that. Yes but would he chose our war. If your country has rats then Rat could find your way home if you shared Rats blood.... but this would make you like us if it works at all it is our task to keep balance and cull overpopulated numbers. We do not think this suits your dogmas, but Rat could lead you home... to your 'exit'. We would help you if/when we have things we need.........When we cleanse join us, it will help."

(he might assume this means numbers to high for there population to sustain themselves... but it also means numbers so high they are considered invasive, i.e. destroying/damaging other populations and echosystems...  so most modern human civilizations would be considered overpopulated. So if his knife convays this hopefully he only sees this as temtation choice offer.....   Get out now but betray all you stand for.... or wait who knows how long and maybe get out later.)

The strongest cleansing she has is rite of the sweat lodge, and it's basicaly a ritualistic steam bath... sweating the taint out, however this can be exhausting so he might not want to stay through it. lol   She also checks how bad her taint/coruptions is just in case because of the radiation.... she shouldn't have any corruption from the radiation but it pays to be careful.

She will exstend her senses to look at the wyrms herself to try and get an idea of how, if at all they are affecting the balance of things here.

He does, and prefers the longer option that won't jeopardize his family.

"I actually have quite a high constitution, and I'm willing to go through anything to get home. After all, this is all a simulation anyway, even the pain isn't really real."

There is a small degree of taint in/on her, but it's minimal. Regular cleansing will clear it up - a smudging would do.



*Roll*
*Advance level*
The wyrms here are integral to the balance of Wyrm, Weaver and Wyld. And so is her action, whatever it may be. The vibrations in the rock speak to her in songs of vision. She sees an unwritten part of the prophecy she just heard, which is as follows:

She feels encouraged by the spirit of the earth not to speak this verse aloud in the presence of humans.

Blinks confused by all this.... was she meant to disrupt the balance of this world so this world could restore a greater balance? Hopefully she would learn more meditating.

She saw that the soldier could use spirit magic... so she offered to teach him a ritual to help cleanse him...and to help him sense the corruption. The bitter winds ritual requires a snow steeped mountain. One must climb the mountain and disrobe leaving all his weapons, armor, and clothing behind facing the mountain and the bitter cold alone with nothing but there own body. He must call out to the spirits of the mountain to strip of of his taint and that he will bare the bitter winds till he is cleansed or the flesh is stripped from his bones and offer up some of his energy to the mountain spirits. A snow storm unlike anything he has likely seen will result him and he must climb the mountain into the winds till the snow stops or he parishes....but the cleansing winds will do there job.    She comments not all wolves are bad and that this is something one of the pure ones share, a tribe she refured to as 'little brother's. Something the knife would identify between the pure ones and there name as Native American possably.

She comments they also thought the steam room cleansing but it's far less severe.

Once she is cleansed she will meditate at the teal star to recharge her spiritual power and try and make sense of what she is meant to do.
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She also tells him his choice is likely wise... the rage and connection to the spirits he would have would make it hard for him to control his own actions at times. Even taking a human form it would be hard to hide this from his family, and he himself could become a danger to them if his rage was not keep in check through meditation....and she doubts humans of his world would understand actions taken by rat. Such as if he raptured and destroyed there rooms of entertainment. (And yes us a rat quirk that some have truble ever getting the correct human terms for things...particularly engenirees ...wouldn't be so bad being born human but the rats kinda messed here up)

Ratkin are a bit unstable when they are powerful... kinda hard to hide in human society like that and not be labeled insaine.

This is the purpose for which the 197 Mystic Shaman have been weaving a fractal ritual. Glitch and Slotter instinctively find themselves walking along the tunnels slowly, chatting about the multiverse. Slotter tells her everything about being a Verser that he can think of, and even though it has his own slant to it, the Black Iron Knife translates enough truth that Glitch is given a fair understanding of how things work - maybe he got a few things wrong, but we'll see. All the while, they are both rubbing what Slotter calls a 'worry stone' which is just a small smooth stone that you rub when thoughts about your worries and troubles come up to feel better.

They are instinctively going to the cavern by the battlescene where the mystic shaman have been and still are. When they enter the cavern with the Shaman, they are taken up in the zeitgeist of the room and join in the ritual. Bone rattles and rat-skin-drums are being played to a 1-2-3 beat. Glitch and Slotter both just barely notice as their hearts sync up with the beat thump thump pause thump thump pause with the loudest thump of the heart beating with the 1st beat, and the pause always with the 3rd beat.

A spiritual image of a dense forest is superimposed over the cavern as they move with the 197 Shaman dancing randomly around in a circle saying, "earth my body" while placing their worry stone in the ground with all of their sorrows as a seed of light and love. They continue by saying "water my lifeblood" as send all their poisons into their saliva or a drop of blood which they spit or dribble to send living water of light into the world. Next they say, "air my spirit-breath" as they exhale all fear and loathing to be transmuted into winds of compassion and wisdom. Finally they say "fire my life-force" as they squeeze their guilt and shame through every form of magic they know to be released as a power-giving wave of warmth from them to existence.

*roll: 22:52, Today: Writer, for the NPC 197 ritual participants, rolled 16313 using 177d200+400, dropping the 40 lowest rolls.  cleansing ritual.*
*creation of new skill - Purification - works on anything in some way or another always for good, not always for the stated purpose*

Everyone feels as if they have been in a precious and special place, and feels renewed and revived and overall more optimistic.

After the ritual, Slotter breaks down and cries for a solid hour without responding to anything.



Slotter agrees to the ritual cleansing and then King of Greenstar shows them to the more permanent 'bolt-hole' passageways that connect the stars of each colony, and enable exchange of resources between them.

It was the spiritual connection between the colonies that made them seem so close on the spiritual plane, and that closeness was through the 'bolt-hole' passageway. But this was not the same kind of bolt-hole Glitch was familiar with.

This wasn't a spiritual portal (those were used elsewhere for other purposes more like what Glitch knew) this was a physics portal created by the gravitational fluctuations and yadda yadda yadda travelling a few kilometres of these tunnels allowed Slotter and Glitch to cover what would have taken thousands of kilometres otherwise.

They arrive at Tealstar, and everyone is gawking at Slotter like they've never seen a human before. There are books everywhere, music in the air and art of every sort. Junk from other colonies is being transformed into beauty - Rat beauty, so not appealing to the typically human aesthetic, but marvelous to the eyes/ears/nose/paws of a rat or Ratkin.



*roll*
Glitch feels a painless phantom fire in her throat. By now, Slotter has recovered his voice and is waiting nearby. He sees her react and says, "You alright?" And before she can respond he says, "Oh, I see, you felt a painless phantom fire in your throat." He didn't use the Black Iron Knife, and Glitch didn't say anything.

*new skill - telepathy*

He speaks into her mind, I didn't know you knew telepathy! I could've put my Order Knife away awhile ago! He pulls a Black Iron nail out of the handle of the black knife and it becomes an ordinary combat knife. He puts the knife in a specially designed pocket on his armor, and it becomes the best possible camo-pattern for the environment they're in.

*roll & advance level*

Glitch feels herself being led to walk into the spirit world. She stands up and she is in the spirit world completely. A path lights up before her, and a wind and a water spirit come to walk with her. They silently show her along the way and point out a wyrm. The wyrm dies, and thousands of different kinds of rat creatures pour out of the body. All of the remains of the wyrm transmorph into rat things. Another wyrm begins to eat the rat things, and becomes longer with each creature, yet the shape of each creature remains clearly outlined in the body of the wyrm. Glitch sees an image of herself being eaten by a wyrm, and then an image of Slotter cutting off her head. She sees the Grim Reaper approaching but not arriving.

Then a wind of wisdom says to Glitch, "Find a wyrm, and listen to your heart. Trust in the guidance."

Next she is led back to the room with Slotter who is franticaly searching for his disappeared frenemy. Noticing her on the Spiritual plane, he calms down and waits for her return.

The spirits who spoke with her, look at her expectantly, Do you require more assistance at this time?

This is something a bolt hole can do buy going into the spirit world and then coming back out again.



"Are you well?"



Can you give a little bit of a brake down of exactly what he tells her? Kinda important to have some details.



She tries to respond to tell him ~I couldn't until just now....~  with out you know also projecting the chittering, whuffing, wall scratching madness of a hundred rat spirits into his head aswell. o.o;;


Tries to dwell into the blood to speak with rat. She was no longer quite sure if this realm was rat or not, and it seamed to wish for her to be consumed by the wyrm and bring new life to the realm in the wyrms death. But she wouldn't die?  She was unsure and wished to make sure if this was Rats wish.... she was sure she was just going to get more vissions but least they would be from Rat for sure if she dwelled into her own blood.

((Good to know. This one is purely physical and natural))


He's not. But he's also not talking yet. When he does talk, he just says, "I don't want to talk about it."


*Roll 20:40, Today: Writer, on behalf of Glitch, rolled 1 using 1d6 ((1))*
She'll have to work on her skill, because not only did he hear her colony in his head, he heard the voice of Rat.
"What in the Verse was that?!"
Slotter doesn't want to talk about what Rat said, and Glitch didn't hear it.



((This is going to require me taking over Rat, so I may run Rat differently than you would've been used to. I'll wing it in this post, but if you could give me an idea of what is Rat's greatest desire, worst fear and purpose for existing. I have an idea, but I'd like your take on it.))

*Roll x 3, advance Telepathy*

Glitch goes back into Spirit-space following the Blood. She finds the body of a wyrm about as tall as her and feels the rush of prey hunting the predator. She rushes along a narrow tunnel turning and darting to follow the wyrm to its head. Finally she comes to an opening into a vast cavern. Just inside the mouth of the cavern the texture of the wyrm body changes to fur and meets a wall of coarse fur. Looking up along the wall of fur she sees miles above the face of Rat smiling down on her.

In Ratspeak, Rat says, "Hello my daughter, how are you? Momma's glad to see you!"
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Tries to explain that she shares her body/mind with many rats, she is there queen and they serve her but they can be noisy.... if he explains there was more she explains she shares her blood with what he might consider a 'god' or a 'totem' ... and tries to explain what an incarnate is. Which with out the order knife is likely to make little sense.



Rat is the incarnate of rats, everywhere. The embodiment of all that it is to be a rat and all that a rat is across all reality. It is vast and practicably unknowable. incarnate tend to speak in visions and signs, though rarely will speak directly some one through a manifestation or avatar. Rat is a child of the wyld born of chaos and seeks to bring chaos into the world, and to further the propagation of it's children... spreading rats as far as they can be. Not just because the more rats there are the more powerful it is but also out of love for it's children. It however also see's it's children individual lives as rather inconsequential and expendable, after all rats are known for cannibalism in rough times. It will protect lives of rats but not at the cost of the lives of rats, and is not afraid to throw away lives for a goal if that goal is worth those lives. Rat made a pact with Gaia to help keep the balance and to cull the numbers, particularly of humans, when ever the populations grew to great and made ratkin with Gaia and Luna for this propose. However when her children fought amount themselves, Gaia did nothing, and even seamed to give favor over the wolves. The wolves started a war amount the another shapeshifters Gaia made by calling a conference with the Raktin story tellers/law makers... a peace talk. At this they wiped out every last one of them and purged the line completely even from Rats blood... there are no more storytellers born amoung the rats now. So Rat and the Ratkin have turned there back on Gaia.... but promises made are promises keep. So Rat is breeding an army across the realms hidden away to return to Gaia, cull it, and restore balance.  So Rat is KINDA a dark chaos god in a way... atleast to the humans.... but it's goals are keeping the balance of nature, spreading and nurturing nature and change, and keeping the balance of things.

Nature is a big part of the wyld/chaos and the rat is more considered about it's balance.  It has even exsperemented by bringing in aspects of the Weaver (science and technology) with ratkin and human spiritual gifts, and the wyrm (desease, pain, and darkness) with plauage lords and gifts revolving around pain and darkness.

Comunication with rat is usaly through it's memories and vissions in the blood.

However a manifestation is possable.... and works....lol

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She blinks confused, shocked, and in more than a little bit of awe. She has felt Rats presence for ages now.... but she had never truly 'spoken' with Rat before and it was.... weird, but not enough to set off a Rapture, just leave her flabbergasted a bit. "Missing my children (more like childrens childrens childrens children by now but eh rats don't live long), but well... This must be important to address us so." One of the rats (mystic) in her mind started to speak up, but said nothing.... the queen was speaking with rat, speaking speaking, it would be wrong to say anything. But it wondered if this was there freedom (not from glitch mind you but from the singular body).... thinking to the vision of hundreds of rats spilling forth from the dead wyrm. But to bring that up in that manor infront of glitch at this time would be exstra insulting on top of intrupting.

Finds much of this hard to believe and DEFFEHNTLY closely closely examines herself for this scrill spirutaly.... worried it might be some form of corruption... something from between univurses!!?!!?  HECK, most everything about scrill sounds bad to her like it's just ... just not right.

((When you really want to succeed in magic, consider every step of a ritual and every associated item and special words to be a buff for success. But you have to at least state what the ritual is once and refer to the ritual when you use it.))
*Roll*
Glitch is not filled with corruption, and neither is scriff. If anything, scriff is more like an anti-corruption. Scriff almost wants to exist, but... Well it's not corruption, but nothing else beyond that seems apparent.


Rat says, "Yes. You have a wise mystic. Return to the world blinded to fulfill your prophecy." A bolt of white lightning strikes Glitch's spirit flesh eyes, and they start to fade to white as she shifts back to the real world. Her eyes are burned, but they heal back to burn normal - except she feels temporarily spiritually blind.

Slotter suggests they go hunting the wyrm in the wyld.

But glitch feels she could recharge one m more time at her choice of star

Asks Slotter if she can examine his helmet to improve it, and some of his flesh or blood.

If he will she, if he will let her, take it to the gold star (willpower one? well whichever is the willpower one) and open it up messing with the circuitry.

(i'm just going to stop wrigting down gifts and rituals now that you unlocked her just making her own btw because it's a long list what she knew anyway lol  =-p)

She will use a gift she knew that alowed some rudimentary transmutation of natural materials to try and transmutate the carbon in the flesh/blood given to her by Slotter to crystalize around and incase the rest of the material. Then she will draw power from the star to focus her will and give it from.  A way home for the man. His flesh/blood to act as a guide to his home and the power of the star to give it form, and pushes that into the diamond made. She will install that diamond into the helmet and awaken the spirit of the helmet. Making the helmet living and self aware, simply telling it to guide this poor broken man home so he can be with his family, find a way.....

(if the helmet has an AI it will be a lot smarter and show emotion likely after this... if not... will it will likely show to have AI now. lol)




The plan for making the harpoons she tells the other enginer and asks for them to get warriors who are best at throwing to wield them. She crafts them speaking to the spirits to guide them into there new forms as items are made, awaking the spirits when the new weapons so they will better server there new masters and fly true. Giving a prayer to the mother of war machines for she has created new children for her, only to form them to be made to 'die'.  Not that the spirits will die but there forms will likely be blown to shrapnel unless there mother truly blesses them.

And of crose makes a pump to create the pressurized fuel and air for the tanks.



She makes sure though Slotter is not given one of the Harpoons with the desease in them... not paticuarly trusting him with a deasease spirit's plauge.



She has the warriors with the spear (and i guess slotter?) meditate at the red star ... it's on the way....  before taking them to the head of the realm to find the big wyrm and she will use sense angst to well see what will really really really piss it off.

At first, he's totally uncooperative, but when she explains why, he relents and painfully cuts of a piece of his thigh. He places his hand on the Order nail in the specially designed pocket and black every flows into the wound, healing him in seconds.


((Please continue to add them as you use them, and give them the level you feel they should have so I can roll for effects))

The helmet's AI is now self-aware and has the primary purpose of helping Slotter get home.

The harpoons are made, and the Warriors and Slotter meditate at the red star. Because they don't have Glitch's spiritual electricity absorbing power, they don't become invulnerable but they do become more durable.

Time to hunt.

They leave Redstar and head through the colonies to Purplestar. In Redstar there were more Warrior Ratkin with stone-hard skin, Orangestar had more Momma Ratkin, Goldstar more Ratkin in Gold King than any other colony's King, Greenstar more Healers, Tealstar more Artists, Bluestar more Shaman, and Purplestar was almost exclusively Explorers. In all of the colonies, at least half of the Ratkin were getting ready to leave, but none could explain why.

Only one Ratkin out of all of the colonies, was named Storyteller, and ze was in Purplestar. Storyteller joined Glitch and Slotter and the Warriors along with a few other Ratkin from each colony.

So they go past the purple star into the wyld in search of a wyrm. After traveling for a day through tunnels, they come across the midsection of a wyrm near an uncolonized white star.

*Roll*
Blowing a hole in its side will piss it off the most.
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Hums and tries something... being that the spear she got was quite normal and wouldn't explode she tried something else.

She used an electrical charge to magnetize the spear. Then set it down smacking her hands together she used the the same power the fueled the death ray, but instead of creating streams of superheated plasma she focused on the containment of the plasma.... coiled magnetic stream from her self all the way to the wyrms side.

And she was going to try something risky-ish... because if this worked it would be devastating and really really really piss the wyrm thing off.... if not it wound have nearly the same affect and may not draw enough attention into her to get it to eat her.

Normaly one could not use rage and spiritual power at the same time...some spiritual gifts where powered by rage but they didn't take spiritual energy. Spiritual energy manipulation took a bit more of a level head than an adrenaline spike of that intensity tended to afford.

But she gave it a try anyway...the laws of the weaver where different in these worlds and the chaos of the scrill had changed her...so she pumping rage through her and slowing the world around her to a stand still and tried to also draw in spiritual energy while charging the stream...

She picked up the spear and with a shout engulfed it in darkness and threw it through the stream revursing its polarity behind it.

If all whent well in a flash of light and darkness she thew a spear at hyper sonic speeds through a beam of light at a giant wyrm.

Actualy..... if I can insert that.

She will offer to bind him to clashing boom boom as his war totem.

She says that he will have to give up on randomly killing 'npc's though as she only supports the use of her children for ritutous reasons and the pursuit of justice. While she would support his quest to return to his famely she would not do so at with the random mindless slaughter of innocents and would likely reward him for rescuing her children from being used this way.

She explains the mother of war machines only asks you not use her children in these unjust ways and use them for just, righteous reasons, and that you name all her children that you use showing them they are special to you with personal adornments. That and cleaning and caring for her children with care.

In return your weapons will strike true ( like a +1/0 to weapon skills), your guns will never jam, and binding spirits to them will be easy, there own spirits may even awaken giving him sentient weapons.  (Sentient weapons give a bonus to there owner and will try and turn on people who steal them)

Though she will warn if he takes crashing boom boom as a totem and betrays her while she is still his totem her children will turn on him.


So basically all round buff to weapons but he would have to stop being a murder hobo. And start acting like a real US soldier only using exstream force in the name of justice. Lol

Also chrashing boom boom may be able to help him get home if he helped her with something like driving a weapons catch from bad people and giving it to some rebels and teaching them how to care for there weapons in her manor.

She is an incarnate of every machine of war from as far back as the sling to nucular weapons and more.... her children are in as many places as rats.
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((So Crashing Boom Boom is basically Azazel. That NPC will show up later))

Sgt Slotter utterly refuses to accept that Tottem. For reasons. He won't talk about it. But he's impressed with the explanation, and pretty sure he's been a victim of other people following that entity.



The wyrm's side disintegrates for about 20ft in both directions, and piles of pearlescent colored rounded smooth things about the size of gumballs in various shapes pour out onto the ground as the wyrm and the cavern shake violently.

The Ratkin all get excited when they see the pearlescent things and some excitedly shout out, "Wyrmite!" and try to collect as much as they can, tossing them to everyone around including Glitch who recieves a bunch ((listed in inventory)).

The wyrm writhes and the two blown-open halves shoot tentacles out and pull it back into one piece. The now whole (though shorter) wyrm contracts and vibrates, shifting the fabric of local space subtly, just enough to destabilize the condomtron and cause the rock cave within a 50ft radius to collapse and annihilate in just such a way that everyone nearby is showered with small bits of molten rock.

Knocked back, but not out, the rapidly healing Ratkin frenzy and begin attacking the wyrm as it shapes itself into a catlike appearance through rapidly writhing in a particular pattern. The wyrm takes up a large part of the room and is sending out thousands of tongues to wrap around nearby Ratkin victims and swallow them whole. Each time an explosive spear destroys a section of the wyrm, it shortens and closes the gap.

Slotter pops a red wyrmite and seems to grow twice as muscular and tall. He screams in defiance and says, "This one's mind!" as he unleashes a torrent of weaponized violence, sending the Wyrm spiralling away before it recovers and begins evading his shots as best as it can.

Says they probably want to take his weapons.... If he named them, honored them, and used them in the name of justice they would likely leave him be.

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Grows a little frustrated as she's the one that is supose to be eaten... and it quickly ingored her. It's pissed but it's attention isn't on her.....

So she ran up to it and used back bite to try and land on, and bite it's eye... exploding her teeth into it to cause grate pain and keep it from healing.

That... THAT, should piss it off and turn it's attention on her.

Glitch slides through the spiritual dimension emerging at the eye of the wyrm, and bites its eye, exploding her front teeth in a disgusting spray of disease. The worm produces a sound of a million rats cleaning. All thousand of its tongues reach out and wrap around Glitch, pulling her into its mall, swallowing her whole.

Suddenly Glitch is aware of the minds of about a million rats of various different types, including ratkin. There are about 100 ratkin. All of them are part of her awareness, just as the colony of rats that is currently inside of her head. They are somewhat quieter and more independent, yet they are there nevertheless. It seems they have been thinking about deep and philosophical questions for thousands of years. The oldest of them seem to have been thinking on some questions for millions of years. The most recent debate on their minds, is this:
How to cause the ratkin colonies to expand beyond the borders of the seven Stars. Ratkin kind in this realm have become stagnant. They have evolved to a point of stasis, where they are archetypal and soul-oriented. They do not have egos. They are pure, innocent, and without greed, and without a desire to expand - as the will of Rat demands.

Glitch senses immeasurable love for Rat, rats and ratkin kind emanating from the hive mind of the wyrm, and a desire to see them evolve beyond their current point. Then she sees that the decision has already been made to sacrifice themselves for the sake of the evolution of their children. Her actions today will set about a chain of events, which will lead to the near extinction of the wyrms. Storyteller will no longer be unique and one of a kind. There will be many storytellers who will tell the tales of the valiant warriors who slayed the mighty Wyrms of the Wyld, and brought back the riches of nature to their colonies as they discovered new stars to colonize. The enriched colonies will learn greed and expansion, filling the realm with Ratkin to the ends of creation, until there are no more stars to colonize.

Then she sees an enraged and roided sergeant Slotter coming at her with a lightsaber, and cutting off the head of the wyrm of whom she is a part. As the head falls to the ground, the body falls lifeless with it, hundreds of thousands of minds detach from Glitch's mind, yes tens of thousands remain quiet yet attached as Glitch's own mind fades to black.

Slotter grabs the unharmed lifeless body of Glitch and tries to heal her, but she disappears from his arms. Slotter screams, "SCREW THIS!" and begins mowing down the ratkin around him while a hologram from his helmet begs him to stop.

Realizing he's turned against them, Storyteller copies Glitch's maneuver and backbites to Slotter's flank, spearing him through the neck and exploding the spear, sending Slotter's head flying into the ceiling before he and his head disappear.

Tries to convay the values of rat on them... that one dose not own what they do not need... but there is the need to expand... some greed is good but they should not take what is not "there's" .... though this means taking up reguge in unused land where they are unwelcome and taking from people who are overpopulated!

All the ways of rat to tamper that greed.... they have been disconected from rat for some time and might have funny ideas.... tries to make sure they don't go making ratking a problem for others. (well more of a problem... they are deffently a problem)


She is some what happy she didn't lose the minds in her mind.... would be lonely with out them she thinks, before waking up some where else.