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Corsair did not get clear. Corsair was not in charge. Instead, the wolf spirit sank her teeth deeper into the creature, ripping at his ripe muscle. Brutus shouted at her to move, and a voice from inside shouted at her to let go. To get clear. To move out of the firing line of the man with the...

The haemomancer clashed with Brutus, sending splashes of blood across the battlefield. Was it the mage's own blood? Her friend's blood? The blood of some poor wolf? It all looked the same, and it all hit just as hard. Pale smoke leaked from the broken body of Fujitsu, and Corsair felt a twist...

"Thirteen to thirty, mmm, yeah that's about right. I think I set the slider to mid twenties, so you're very close. Young but not too young. As for yourself? Late twenties? It's hard to tell what with you being built like a mountain range." She listened to him talk, nodding and finding herself...

"A more conductive metal," Corsair mused. "Copper is very conductive, and you could partially melt it with Pyromancy and then cover the enemies in a spray of burning, high-velocity molten metal. Covered in metal they would be far more conductive, a perfect target for a follow up lightning attack...

"Not infantilizing me, but this character," Corsair corrected, gesturing at her body. "No hints on the woman behind the mask though." She smiled, enjoying the anonymity provided by her digital form. She ate more of the incredibly salty popcorn, grinding each piece casually between her teeth...

"That's a noble goal," Corsair said, putting a hand on his arm, "and you're doing a wonderful job. I'm not saying don't look out for me, just that I can take a hit or two. If you spend the whole battle looking over your shoulder to make sure I'm okay then your effectiveness will drop...

"Self sufficiency is a long way off, and it's a heavy dip just for some potions. I'm not convinced," she said, reaching for the plate as soon as Brutus was finished cooking. The kernels looked amazing. Little crackled balls of cream, brown, and black. The rough flame had given them wonderful...

Corsair waved her hand, as if his worried were vapor that she could dispel just as easily. "I don't mind getting hurt. I expected it, and it keeps me from being careless. Your primary job is to eliminate any threats as fast as possible. That's the way to defend me. If all the enemies are in...

"Hmmm. I'll consider alchemy more, then. I might even be able to store potions inside the bodies of my constructs. So many options," she said, opening her mastery list and paging through. "I've almost unlocked my next mastery slot, and if I join the alchemy guild then I might as well become an...

"That's the dream. Something that can think, and grow, and learn," Corsair said, slipping in across from Brutus. "Though I'm far from that. It's need an incredibly complex brain, and a fresh, powerful spirit." "Right now I'd settle for something even a little bit larger, like a hawk or a cat...

"I'm not terribly interested in alchemy. Especially if it's just getting more vines for Gertrudes around town," she said, sorting the pamphlets into piles for 'yes', 'no' and 'maybe'. "Blacksmith though. That's an interesting idea. I can always use some tips on metalcraft, and for me...

"Sam for Samsung, and Fujitsu for the company of the same name. Like you said, they're essentially like computers, only much, much simpler," she said, padding out the inside of the tunnel. "I've found that magitechs respond best to simple commands. Heal, protect, return, attack. That sort of...

Corsair's work had stalled after her second construct. No amount of tinkering, or studying the standing stones in the forest, or arguing with the local guild members could improve her tiny frog or her fist-sized spider. "We just don't have the knowledge! This is a small town, miss. If you want...

Corsair picked a few kernels off her cob of corn, placing them in the neat pile that was growing on the plate on the table in front of her. "We should join a guild," she said, as casually as possible. "I hear there are many benefits. Cheaper services, exclusive quests, capes and patches and...

The clock tower struck midday, Corsair looked around. There were a few people loitering in the street, but nobody suspicious. And nobody with a red hat. Just me then. As the last chime sounded, the door to the café opened, and a old woman in an apron busted out. She crossed the street, making...

"Yes. I felt it was time to name them. What do you think?" she asked, not really worried about his opinion. Names were functional, and like her own she'd picked something familiar that would never slip her mind. "Moss wouldn't have triggered it. It doesn't care about plants, obviously. It...

The night forest was full of sounds. Insects were the bulk of the noise, chirping, clicking, humming, and buzzing between the blossoming trees that rustled restlessly in the slight breeze. The whole forest creaked and shuffled around her. Without any taste or smell, Corsair could feel her...

Corsair completed her daily circuit of the bounty board, picking off any of the leaflets that looked interesting. There were the usual hunts and gathers, but today something strange caught her eye: a wanted flyer that was blank. It had the usual bordering and large QUEST header up the top, but...

"Oh I've got this," Corsair said, full of confidence. As usual, Brutus' skills and her own fit together perfectly, and where his aptitude ended she could smoothly continue on. "I'll need Sam and Fujitsu back for now." She opened her mouth wide and let out an ultrasonic whistle, calling the pair...

"You take point," Corsair agreed, "and I'll keep an eye out for attacks from behind. We can't forget that that was a wolf back there, so the most likely thing to find around here is another one." "Oh. And take this," Corsair said, putting the large spider into Brutus' free hand. "The wolf...