Nyx's Donation [8/19] Full Accursed Dev

[11:25] Ardith says, "Nyyyyx."
[11:25] Ardith says, "Blobby guy."
[11:25] Ardith asks, "How's it goin'?"
[11:25] Nyx says, "Hm, Different...To say the very least in some regards."
[11:25] Nyx asks, "How fairs you?"
[11:26] Ardith says, "Well."
[11:26] Ardith says, "Aurum fuckin' imploded. I had a short contract there for some work."
[11:26] Ardith says, "SO that sucks."
[11:26] Ardith says, "But! I got time to focus on my own research now."
[11:27] Nyx asks, "Ah, That...wait, was that recent?"
[11:27] Ardith says, "Which is why I'd like a favor."
[11:27] Ardith says, "Yeah."
[11:27] Ardith says, "Just like. The other day."
[11:27] Ardith says, "They're shippin' off to Levengard."
[11:28] Nyx says, "Hm. We must have heard it late, we were called to another meeting."
[11:28] Ardith says, "Prolly."
[11:29] Ardith says, "You seem like a busy guy."
[11:29] Ardith says, "...Blob."
[11:29] Ardith says, "Thing."
[11:29] Ardith asks, "Anyway. Can I ask that favor?"
[11:30] Nyx asks, "Hm? Of course, what is it?"
[11:30] Ardith says, "You see. I've been studying some old Illyothian and some magitech recently."
[11:30] Ardith says, "And I've been making steps in something big."
[11:31] The Accursed canters forward, taking out her notebook as she trots circles around the globular form of Nyx.

"Now Daemons rarely ever get sentience. So you're pretty rare, right?"
(Ardith)
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[11:34] For a moment they blinked. They never truely thought about it for a moment. They...were a rarity after all. Yet rolling eyes seemed to quite literally re-arrange themselves as they followed the Accursed walking around them.

"We...Suppose so? But we are half Daemon...So something even rarer we guess."
(Nyx)
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[11:34] Ardith asks, "Only...half daemon?"
[11:34] Ardith asks, "What's the other half?"
[11:34] Nyx says, "Demon."
[11:34] Ardith says, "..."
[11:35] Ardith asks, "How's that work?"
[11:35] Ardith asks, "Do you actually got occult circuits?"
[11:35] Nyx asks, "We posses no occultic energies yet...we suppose we do?"
[11:35] Ardith asks, "I ain't get it. How you mean?"
[11:35] Nyx says, "Its strange in a sense that we can perhaps with enough time, Learn occult."
[11:36] Ardith asks, "But you weren't like...naturally born with it?"
[11:36] Nyx says, "Thats correct."
[11:36] The Accursed scribbles furiously, making a quick rough sketch of the half-daemons blobby shape and eyes. More for her own reference really.

"That's...ain't think I've heard of that before," she remarks with a hum, a tap of her charcoal stick against paper.

"Alright. My favor'll probably sound really weird, but you're rare. This could do a fuckload for my research. I want about a pound of your flesh if you can spare it."
(Ardith)
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[11:44] At that moment the rolling eyes grinded to a complete hault. And they all blinked together. They wanted..a pound of their flesh? By far the strangest request they've truely ever heard.


"A pound...of our flesh...Thats..confusing honestly but..sure, why not. We can regrow it back in about...maybe, two..three minutes?"

And with their words falling silent shortly afterwards a hand of tar emerged from their form. Bending backwards and clasping their own semblence of an arm before quite literally tearing it from their own malformed body. Dropping to the ground with a rather..heavy sounding Thwack.


"Hm..Strange, But goodluck. And we know its...more than a pound but whatever isnt used please do return to us."
(Nyx)
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[11:48] Ardith's eyes go wide, her face stretching into a too-wide smile. It is even more than she asked for. Oh, the things she can do with this.

Watching the goopy Kaor half-daemon tear a piece off of himself is a sight to behold. She writes down more notes furiously before pocketing the book and stooping down to take the mass of oozing flesh.

It's heavier than it looks.

"Ohoho. Oooh, man. This'll do fuckin' wonders! Thanks heaps!"

She takes the tar-formed arm, the whole thing unwieldly, and starts to skip off. Her tail swishes happily behind her.
(Ardith)