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You are MACHINES in a FOREST.
Your kin surround you. You were the first to have awakened, and as such, you were the one accepted as leader by them. You briefly recall your HISTORY, however little there is.
You were created by a powerful mage centuries ago to protect a repository of tools and manuscripts unknown to you. You have fulfilled this purpose for a long time, standing in silent guard of the inconspicuous underground structure. However, through centuries, the magic holding you together changed, became strange and warped. You gained consciousness in the Awakening. No longer shackled by singular purpose, through strange but intuitive manipulations of inner mechanisms, you have awakened the other machines guarding the repository.
You decide that before taking any actions you need to check your RESOURCES.
There are 50 of you in total. By unforeseen luck, you somehow can communicate with each other, even though you weren't meant for it. Perhaps magic has favoured you once again, granting you speech. However, writing and reading seem out of your reach for now; you have accessed the rooms of the repository and couldn't understand a single book there. The same can be said about your technological advancements -- while manipulations such as creating simple weaponry or tools are available to you, you have no knowledge of advanced processes such as smelting, complex machine construction, building major structures or magitech. Indeed, you do not even know how to make more of your kin -- considering his craft, secrets to this may be hidden inside your creator's repository.
However, while more of your kin cannot be made for now, those that exist are quite powerful. You were made for war and possess great skill in combat undiluted by time. Not only that, the weapons you wield have not been dulled through enchantment of some kind; each one of the machines is armed and ready to fight. You are tireless and ever-vigilant, however, the latter seems to have eroded somewhat since you awakened... Either way, you are more than ready to defend yourselves should anyone threaten you.
Machines are powered by magitech power batteries. While you remain stationary, power consumption is miniscule -- one of these could last centuries -- but should you move, fight or work, it increases drastically. There is a surplus of batteries in the repository, but more need to be found, produced or recharged in some time should you wish to remain active.
Climbing up trees, the scouts report that there are mountains some days' worth of travel to the north, a river to the south and yet more woods to the east and west. Perhaps there are other structures there, but the trees obscure your vision greatly.
Your kin look up to you. What are your first actions?
>Explore [specify direction]
>Cut down trees with swords or something and construct [what?]
>Write-in
You can ask questions as well. If it is something within your grasp, I'll provide information.
Your kin surround you. You were the first to have awakened, and as such, you were the one accepted as leader by them. You briefly recall your HISTORY, however little there is.
You were created by a powerful mage centuries ago to protect a repository of tools and manuscripts unknown to you. You have fulfilled this purpose for a long time, standing in silent guard of the inconspicuous underground structure. However, through centuries, the magic holding you together changed, became strange and warped. You gained consciousness in the Awakening. No longer shackled by singular purpose, through strange but intuitive manipulations of inner mechanisms, you have awakened the other machines guarding the repository.
You decide that before taking any actions you need to check your RESOURCES.
There are 50 of you in total. By unforeseen luck, you somehow can communicate with each other, even though you weren't meant for it. Perhaps magic has favoured you once again, granting you speech. However, writing and reading seem out of your reach for now; you have accessed the rooms of the repository and couldn't understand a single book there. The same can be said about your technological advancements -- while manipulations such as creating simple weaponry or tools are available to you, you have no knowledge of advanced processes such as smelting, complex machine construction, building major structures or magitech. Indeed, you do not even know how to make more of your kin -- considering his craft, secrets to this may be hidden inside your creator's repository.
However, while more of your kin cannot be made for now, those that exist are quite powerful. You were made for war and possess great skill in combat undiluted by time. Not only that, the weapons you wield have not been dulled through enchantment of some kind; each one of the machines is armed and ready to fight. You are tireless and ever-vigilant, however, the latter seems to have eroded somewhat since you awakened... Either way, you are more than ready to defend yourselves should anyone threaten you.
Machines are powered by magitech power batteries. While you remain stationary, power consumption is miniscule -- one of these could last centuries -- but should you move, fight or work, it increases drastically. There is a surplus of batteries in the repository, but more need to be found, produced or recharged in some time should you wish to remain active.
Climbing up trees, the scouts report that there are mountains some days' worth of travel to the north, a river to the south and yet more woods to the east and west. Perhaps there are other structures there, but the trees obscure your vision greatly.
Your kin look up to you. What are your first actions?
>Explore [specify direction]
>Cut down trees with swords or something and construct [what?]
>Write-in
You can ask questions as well. If it is something within your grasp, I'll provide information.
