Ancient protector spirit (The Hidden Office Building)
|Ancient protector spirit|
|Locations||The Hidden Office Building|
|Monster Parts||arm, head, leg, torso, ...wing?|
|Quest||crackling stone sphere|
You step into the boss's office and up to the giant mahogany desk. "Is that the McClusky file?" grumbles a gruff voice from the decaying leather chair which is currently swivelled away from you, facing the large cracked picture-window that overlooks the ancient city. The voice has an odd echoey quality to it, as though coming from a long way away, though you can hear it perfectly plainly.
"Yeah, sure... boss," you say, carefully placing the pages on the age-browned desk blotter.
The chair creaks shrilly as "the boss" turns to face you. He's not so much a man as the smoky, ghostly outline of one, with a burning yellow glare where his eyes would be. He flips through the document with obvious disdain. "Yes, well, I suppose this will do," he says, then seems to notice you for the first time. "Who the hell are you?" he barks. "You don't work here!" He grabs a stone sphere (which you had assumed to be some kind of fossilized executive stress ball) from his desk, and loudly chants some words you don't understand, ending with a triumphant shout of "Pikachutlotal!"
The stone sphere begins to crackle with jagged yellow lines of electricity.
This probably isn't the best time to ask for a raise.
or returning later:
"What the hell are you doing in my office?" the spectre demands. "You're fired!"
"I came back for my severence pay!" you reply, drawing your weapon.
"That... almost makes sense, but not really," he replies. "Well, all right, whatever."
The spirit uses its ghostly claws to rip you a new one. A new what? Well, I'll leave it to your imagination. Oof! Ooh! Ooh! (spooky damage)
The spirit uses Thunderbolt! It's super effective! Ouch! Ugh! Oof!
The spirit stabs you in the <kidney> with a very expensive-looking fountain pen, proving once again that... well, you know the rest. Eek! Ouch! Argh!
The spirit shouts an invocation to Pikachutlotal, and a bolt of electricity arcs out of a nearby wall-socket and into your <ankle>. Ow! Oof! Oof!
The spirit howls with fury and rage, and holds the glowing stone sphere up in the air. A bolt of lightning crashes through the ceiling and fries you. Joke's on him, there's a huge hole in his ceiling now. Argh! Ugh! Argh! Ow! Ooh!
The spirit grabs something from his desk at random to hit you with, but it turns out to be a calendar of funny cat pictures, which isn't very damaging.
The spirit shouts an invocation to Pikachutlotal, and the bulb in his desk lamp explodes. Cursing, he calls for his secretary to send someone up from maintenance with a new bulb.
The spirit uses Tail Whip! It's not very effective...
The spirit tries to rip you a new one, but you decide you like the old one just fine.
The spirit charges at you, but you dodge the opposite direction around his giant mahogany desk. (FUMBLE!)
|You acquire an item: crackling stone sphere (100% chance)*|
|You gain ? <substat>.|