#artificer

[chiibbs]

Got a new drawing tablet today since my other stopped working. Drew artificer :>

[chaoticincompetent]

Getting there with new art for Spil, my goblin artificer.

[thelogicaldarkside]

[The Artificer listens, intrigued by his explanation. She herself has met many a Logan, but this one is the first she’s encountered that went through with the impulsive thoughts of his own volition. Seems she’ll have to push him farther, get an idea of these “less friendly” tactics he raves about-]

…! You wish to know what I am? Mhm, what am I? Perhaps I am a woman, mayhaps a machine? It has been ages since I pondered such a query! So, I shall tell you that which I am sure of, Logic.

[Swiftly, The Artificer rolled across the flooring to look Logan in the eyes. She dwarfed him easily, her automaton easily reaching above seven feet. Without a word, the mist that orbited her frame poured into every nook and cranny of Logan’s room. His lights flickered, technology bursting to life with the sudden hum of energy.]

I am The Artificer, though those I am found of take to calling me Arty. My adoration of entropy is endless, as is my need for stimulus. And you, Logic, are my curiosity of choice!

[Logan waves his hand and his technology turns off, apparently being a dark side has made him a technopath, who knows how that works]

Interesting, your form is impressive Artificer. And I suppose I’m flattered. But why me?

[thelogicaldarkside]

Oh? Is that so, Logos? I am more than capable of keeping your secrets, if that is the source of your hesitation!

[The Artificer laughed. Her voice reverberated off the walls, piercing through his bones and ringing in his head. It was everywhere and nowhere simultaneously, distortion and tone dancing around each other, warbling in and out of existence as they pleased. The laugh was infectious, and he felt the urge well up in himself to laugh alongside her.]

”A change of strategy?” You truly haven’t changed an angstrom, in spite of your newfound fangs. Aren’t you a peculiar little embodiment. Oh, oh, entertain my curiosity, if only for a moment! Have you simply lost tolerance for the vapid light’s ignorance, or did the voice in your ear strike up a deal simply could not refuse?

{yea she a lil crazy}-The Artificer

Again, it was a change in strategy. I decided not to redeem myself after a disagreement and instead attempt to use… less friendly tactics to make my points. If that’s made me a dark side, so be it, it’s not as if that term means anything more than whatever Roman made it up to be, but I’m not against describing myself with it.

Why don’t I ask you a question now. Who are you? Or what are you?

[thelogicaldarkside]

[With a burst of orangish-yellow sparkling mist, a robotic form appeared in the freshly dark side’s room. The mist swirled around its carapace, wisps ornamentally orbiting its mechanical body. Its wheels clicked against the flooring. The machine observed Logan with vested interest, it’s glowing optics illuminating him with the same orangish-yellow glow.]

Ah, so it appears the whispers of the cosmos are of merit! You, of such logical disposition, have turned your back to the light! Oh, how absolutely fascinating! I implore you, what led to such a dramatic turn-of-the-heel? This is truly unprecedented!

-The Artificer

[When Logan first sees the orange light he assumes it’s someone else, but as machine form becomes clear to him it’s evident this isn’t his “good friend” Argos. While he’s fascinated by the constructs appearance, he’s not amused by their questions]

I don’t see why I should give away all my personal motivations to a stranger, but let’s call it a change in strategy.

[avvaerugo]

the people like the arti drawing so more arti rahhhhh

[avvaerugo]

also heres an art i made yesterday cuz i felt like not making my art normally

[heir-of-calistria]

Since I have NO idea if we'll change days or not so I can post, here's a sneak peak in case this week we still don't get where I can update. Lyric's Level 5 character sheet! (Artillerist is INSANE for spells.)

For those not reading the notes in the fic, I've updated her languages to show which variations of Common she knows, if she ends up having to flee the city (which... no, let's not), I'll add if it's partial or not. I also changed her physical description because I liked Bolaire describing the iridescence in Lyric's hair being like moonstone, versus her father's family where it would be like opal.

Edit: whoops, overly added the increase in proficiency to a couple of things and forgot to add it to my spell stuff/passive perception. Fixed now!