Ok, I'll lay off of fanboying over Rasputin for now. Especially since we have a better candidate for our coach in Tlalli. I hope there's a way of impressing her enough that she will decide to take us under her wing. She may already be scouting us out:
You wait in silence, as does the old woman, enjoying her chocolate bar without offering you any. Her cat purrs contentedly, its eyes closed.
“By the way, boy,” she speaks up suddenly after a while. Peering at you from behind her glasses, she asks, “Do you hunt?”
That, and I like her Zhangian vibes:
“Alright, children, if you want to help out I’m not going to say no. You certainly have the tools to be of assistance. But I’ll warn you this – leaving you to die on your own is one thing, but I won’t take any responsibility if you willingly follow me into danger and lose your life,” Tlalli says solemnly. “I’m not that kind of person. Once you embark on a hunt, there is no unfairness in death.”
“Cave dwellers,” mutters the old woman under her breath. “Which stories might those be from, I wonder? Thurston will want to know of this. The twentieth floor has been of concern…”
“Stories?” you ask.
She nods. “That’s right. Stories. Tales of fancy and fiction. That is what we do, child. As the light of civilization grows within the Tower, so does its shadow. Many strange and terrible things are born in that darkness, things that bear malice towards humanity. It is our job to hunt them… well, the blasted Jesuit can explain why all this is happening better than I can, but thankfully he’s not here to bore us all with his droning exposition.” Tlalli snorts and shakes her head. “Let’s just say that I’m a monster hunter.”
“Monsters!” squeals Elizabeth. “You mean, like vampires? Werewolves?”
“I have killed a few of those in my time, yes,” says Tlalli proudly.
Ah-ha. So that monster that we encountered has a direct analogue in human folklore, as does this changeling that we'll be hunting. Does any one of you gentlemen know which tradition the shadow beast is from?
It's almost a given now that Mr. Bram Stoker did not lie about the vampire:
1897: Bram Stoker writes Dracula while residing in Neo Carpathia, and claims it to be based off a true story. It swiftly becomes the most popular novel in the Tower.
The question I'm asking myself now is this: could Rain also be one of these creatures birthed by the tower? Elves are a
little bit older than Tolkien's work, and if the Tower reflects the darker myths, then why wouldn't it reflect the noble ones as well? We
really need to talk to our Jesuit friend Thurston.
treave, before I ask my questions, I want to thank you for putting together a setting that incorporates so many historical, cultural and mythological traditions. I'm positively salivating at all the independent research I will do thanks to this.
Now, I have two question for you: if we want to start making stuff like craft beers and exotic hooch, what skills should we develop? Alchemy as our primary skill, to make sure that we make the right stuff, and a higher Drinking skill to make sure we make the
good stuff, right?
Does Scottsfield have any whisky distilleries?
Seeing as names have power in the tower, I suggest Strong. Now no one will laugh at us.
I will.
Edit: dude, I'm sorry, but if you're not joking, then I think that it's just too tryhard; a name like that is exactly what gets people to want to give you shit.