#architectinteracts

[twelfth-architect-official]

1 000 silkflies enter the architect's workshop, 1 was painted blue and a few were holding a letter. The ones holding the letter seemed to struggle to hold it up.

"sorry for the smaller delivery, there was a silkfly that requested a specific body and I wanted to get them quickly to you for it, I painted them blue. I was going to be attacked by these silkflies as well until the blue one stopped them. They were sitting on a pile of tools I had never seen before when-

I remember those tools! They were all designed by the ninth architect!

They were sitting on a pile of tools designed by the ninth architect when they called out telling everyone to stop attacking me. They used a tiny device to say their thoughts out loud, it seems to work with any silkfly, it can be found in the letter. They requested to have a body based off of the blueprints for the aforementioned ninth architect with whatever improvements you can think of.

- the fifth of sentinels"

@fifth-sentinal-official

The Twelfth Architect read the letter. As they did, they had... a thought...

Could this truly be... the Ninth?

They stared at the blue silk fly. Then, they got to work, finding the Ninth Architect's blueprints. They then got quill and paper, designing a new version. Most of the exterior would be identical, if a tiny bit more durable, but the insides would be upgraded with a newer, more efficient core that would be resistant to wear and tear, allowing it to last an age. The same would be true of the other parts.

With that, they began building the body. They turned to the blue silk fly as they did so, and asked, "Ninth... Is th-th-that you?"

(269,931 / 900,027 silk flies collected. 905,103 / ??? lumaflies collected)

[eighth-architect-official]

A cogfly etched with runes (an Omnipresence) appeared at the Eighth Architect's mobile workshop, and spoke with the Twelfth Architect's voice.

"Eighth. The C-C-Cogwork Core has been destroyed. I intend to ask the N-N-Ninth for assistance in its repair-rebuilding, but I al-al-also want to ask you? I... I do not know how the Core worked, j-j-just that it was made to pl-pl-play music automatically to keep the Monarch above asleep... Though... I suppose, since she is w-w-wide awake, that it was doing its job rather poorly."

But the Core had been designed by the First Architect... how could they possibly replace it?

@twelfth-architect-official.

Ah? What the fuck do you mean the Cogwork Core was destroyed??

Ancient Songs - on our way.

They pull a string next to them, turning the workshop around and in the direction of the Core.

And don't worry about the song part. If she's wide awake then we don't need to figure out how to restore that. We should focus on figuring out if it did other important things, and get that replaced.

The Yarnlights clustered on the ceiling shift and sway, wings fluttering to mirror Eighth's own agitation. A few take flight, looking for the threat that their creator was responding to.

Anything else we should know before we get there?

[twelfth-architect-official]

*There's a ghostly spectre of a bug, looking partially mechanized. He doesn't look like he particularly wants to be here*

"...hello? Oh. Why am I here..."

-@the-dead-verdanian-prince

The Twelfth Architect turned around, to gaze upon the bug before them.

... The transparent bug... That was emitting Essence motes... and that looked exactly like the Green Prince... and that was partially mechanized.

"You are... the other Prince, yes?" The Twelfth Architect asked. They remembered when they helped restore Verdania, by helping restore its water. They had rather enjoyed the place. "I am un-un-unsure why you are here. It m-m-may have to do with my recent positive relationship w-w-with your homeland?"

[twelfth-architect-official]

A letter is brought by a silkfly who is beating its wings very quickly to carry it.

“Hello!! It’s me the moss grub from a while ago. I have an issue that I think you can fix. There’s no fresh water in the exhaust organ and I am incredibly dehydrated please help”

@moss-grub-official

The Twelfth Architect took the silk fly and showed up to the Exhaust Organ, before looking for the grub.

(486,156 / 900,000 silk flies collected. 905,103 / ??? lumaflies collected)

[twelfth-architect-official]

Beloved? Remember that other love of mine whom I asked if you wanted to meet? Would you like to meet her, now?

"Oh... Yes. I would love to meet her. To be cl-cl-clear, is this... another romantic love?" They asked. "Do not worry. I am okay with that."

[twelfth-architect-official]

It had been longer than the two week deadline for the fifth sentinel's checkup, way longer. All those strange things happening to the sentinel's body... Let's hope the cause can be found today. The fifth sentinel spoke in a quiet, shy voice.

I'm here for the checkup that was supposed to happen... Many, many bell strikes ago...

@fifth-sentinal-official

@third-sentinel is also here.

The Twelfth Architect turned. "I see... Wh-Wh-Why did you two rely on m-m-me to remember this? My Internal Timekeeper was broken. I c-could not tell how much time had passed."

The words were somewhat harsh, but the Twelfth Architect said them gently. They weren't actually upset, and hopefully, that came across.

"I su-suppose it matters not, anymore. How d-d-do your checkups work? I... D-D-Don't recall if you have a set-setting for it or anything of the sort."

[twelfth-architect-official]

Hello again, Twelfth Architect. A conversation-negotiation, and Silkflies, this one offers. Are you busy?

@third-sentinel

"Rare, it is, that I am n-n-not busy, Third-of-Make," The Twelfth Architect replied.

They were, in fact, busy at the moment. They were trying to use the Inverted Secrets symbol. They were trying to use the Detection symbol to make a new Internal Timekeeper for themself.

They knew they had the skill. They knew they could do it. They knew they would do it. It was only a matter of time.

"However, I am o-open to discussion. What is it that you wish to converse about? Is it the Sixth Se-Se-Sentinel's... behavior-attitude-programming? I... The fact that it asked to be decommissioned concerned me greatly."

[twelfth-architect-official]

/ Twelfth Architect.

I am attempting to reach out to you through mind-speak.  Though a voice I do not project, the impressions of what I mean to communicate should be made.  Should press against your mind like roots through dirt.

If you would hear me… I seek your guidance on the use of Runecraft.

There are a few issues that I would like to see resolved in Hallownest.  Things that have festered for far too long.  Centuries too long, but no more.  By oath, of a different sort than my own of knightly likes, I will see the ruin undone.  Piece by piece.

So that its bugs may have the home that they deserve.

The City of Tears is where I intend to start.  There are several pressing matters, but I shall start with the one that requires the most immediate attention.

The constant downpour within its borders.

The city is currently referred to as such because it is built beneath a lake that, over the course of time, has leaked through the stone which divides the two areas.  Leaked more and more until it has become constant rainfall upon the city. One that sees to it that there is constant flooding in moderate amounts throughout parts of the city. The cause of this appears to be many fine cracks stretched across the stone “ceiling” over the entire city.  Ones that run small yet deep.

The cracks, I would like to mend.  Mend and reinforce anew.

If it is possible, how might you go about addressing this issue with Runecraft…? / @impure-vessel-official

[[ Finally got to this! Apologies it took a hot second. Work gets in the way of literally everything lmao. ]]

The Twelfth Architect startled as they felt Holly in their mind. They had most certainly not expected this.

However, they were... flattered that the Vessel had come to them

And honored.

"Hello, Holly," They said aloud. "I am un-un-unsure if you can hear me.

"I saw the City and its flooding, yet I thought-believed it was handled rather well. The architecture was br-brilliantly designed to drain away the water, and I was considering co-co-copying some of it for use in a similar area in Pharloom, known as Greymoor.

"... However, I did n-n-not examine it closely, so perhaps it is more of a problem than I believed. I will tru-trust your judgement on that.

"I did have o-o-one idea for how I c-c-could fix the problem already, using Dreamgates. I would place D-D-Dreamgates where the water floods, and then have those Dreamgates exit at the l-l-lake, so that the water is constantly cycled. However, I understand that your kingdom is... not fond of the Dream Realm, so I will endeavor to think of al-al-alternate solutions."

They were quiet for a moment.

"I would p-p-perhaps build a device with the following rune: Change + Liquid + Solid, and then th-th-this rune as well: Connection + Solid. The first rune would change w-w-water into stone, and the second would connect stone to other stone. This would allow you to seal the cracks.

"However, it is p-p-possible that the process of erosion would unseal the cracks in time... So I would create another rune, engraving it on the 'ceiling' you speak of: Change + Liquid + Solid. This rune would be designed to aut-aut-automatically transform water into stone as the water erodes the rock, allowing the cr-cr-cracks to repair-regenerate themselves automatically.

"Is this he-he-helpful to you? I could attempt to cr-cr-create alternate solutions, if you wish."