48. leveled up?! A new storm.

After dealing with her latest machine, and as midnight slowly approaches, silver gets a system notification. [Congratulations on your advancement!] . Upon seeing this message, silver basks in the feeling of free experience, having not leveled up in so long. Opening her system, she takes a look at her status for the first time in a long while.

name: Silver Hailstorm

class: Arcana Machina

level: 23

stats.

Str: 51

AG: 80

DEX: 45

Int: 75

Mana:25500

Veteran turrets+3

Artillery turrets+3

construct blueprint+3

mounted turret +1

mana heart(level 3) [previously mana storm]

Gun truck+2

Suedo mythic mechanical arm: 1

Seeing this, silver smiles, the sight of her near triple digit agility,the real reason she has managed to survive. As its been so late, silver turns in for the night, leaving her thoughts of micah, and the rest for tomorrow, locking herself away like usual. The night passed uneventfully, fortunately for silver, whom woke up two the ding of yet another system notification. And the clack of metal claws tapping on the throne room door. Waving her hand from her throne,the door splits revealing the raid party, and a blackened Tyr, looking as of he had taken the blast of fire more than a few times. "Well, if it isn't the raid team in the flesh...and metal, but uh...Tyr why does it look like you were attacked by a blow torch?" Silver says, ignoring the obviously exhausted looking Micah and company, a sleeveless disheveled storm, and a sword sporting much shorter hair. "Report...dungeon contains...fire drakes...resource rich...environment...several boss...locations confirmed...map of... explored area...retained...damage to...carapace...minimal...heat overload...32%...confirmed..." Tyr says, though its a bit more garbled than before probably from the speaker getting overheated. Waving her hand, mana flows from Silver to Tyr, taking only a few seconds before the black soot falls away, and revealing a clean,fully repaired Tyr, who stretches, as if feeling refreshed, gaining envious looks from the exhausted group. "You guys should take the day off, go get some rest, I will check on you later, in the meantime, me and micah will talk about the dungeon." Waving the rest of the exhausted crew off,gaining many grateful grumbles and relieved glances, they shuffle out leaving the three of them in the throne room, though everyone is so tired they pass by the massive mechanical bear without a single glance. "So...Yea, its a dungeon with a lot of fire drakes, and these like magma lizards? Though they prefer staying in the pools of magma mostly so we didn't bother there, but the dungeon is huge, we only explored a small portion of it, for only one dungeon its like four or five dungeons in size compared to the ones back home. And yes they are quite tough, Tyr actually saved us a few times by jumping into the fire blasts. Oh and we brought back some sort of metal ore, its always hot to the touch even when we left it in a bucket of water, it turned the water warm...maybe we can use that to get some hot water soon?" He says, tacking on the last be hopefully. "Oh? And how was the custom armor and weapons?" Silver asks, trailing her hand over the fresh scars on the armor, looking at the scorch marks, and teeth marks. Gouges deep in the armor from sharp powerful claws and the odd blood splatter. "The armor held very well considering its construction and material, though on the heavier side of armors, somehow its not hot in it, or uncomfortable despite the weight, you know I am hard on armor to begin with, so I don't mind the weight when it came out of the fight in one piece." Micah replies, watching Silver's expressions. "Good, and the axes? Were they sharp enough? Fluid? Are they heavy headed or well balanced? I can change them if you want." Silver says her eyes still roaming over the armor, checking over her work to see if anything got caught or broken in its fairly new style of design, allowing more range of motion at the cost of rigidity. "You didn't mention hidden features..." Micah say, holding up one face that had a massive scratch the length of the axe head to the handle. "When i tried infusing mana into it to reinforce my attack, it absorbed my mana costing considerably more than what i was prepared for, but...it cleaved through hard scales, and bones with ease, in fact it seemed starved of mana if anything." He says, only for silver to touch the axe, and his armor, a gentle pulse of mana from her hands into his weapon and armor, and as if having days at a blacksmith, the gouges are filled, the pits repaired, scorch marks disappear, and the gouge in the axe reforms, making it look as if its an all new axe. This process brings a small smile on her face. "I will create better things in the future, but for now this will hopefully work for you until then." Silver whispers tapping his chest before leaning back,looking up at him. After this, they talk for awhile, telling each other about the events that's happened over the couple of days that passed, and the new arrivals. With micah, yawning constantly, silver eventually lets him go get some much needed rest. And thus leaving her wide awake, and left to her own devices, she starts a new fervor of armor, this time for herself, thus she spends much more time here. Her goal is to make an all new type of armor, one unique to her, and her city. Working through the night, only the shell of a cuirass takes form. By morning, a familiar face drops by, only to witness a slow storm swirling through the room, filled with all sorts of parts and scraps of armor, silver's mana, thick and heavy throughout the throne room. Micah approaches Silver, a plate stacked with pancakes and sausage links in hand. His eyes roam over the room, in awe and curiosity as he spots a strange tiny cuirass, this size of it so small it would be for a child...or silver. " whatcha working on? Didn't know you liked armor considering you can shrug off most injuries, and ignore pain" Micah asks as he sets the plate in silver's lap only to watch her start devouring the food with an eager fervor even before he can pull out a bottle of Silver's favorite sweet tea. "Well, I got tired with the whole near death thing, and plus I am using this to create a new prototype, something I have always wanted to see, but the armor even slightly like what I am making, is bloody pricy and is a tier 2 city product. If this design works, it will be a really cool armor set...yes set I plan to make a full armor suit, but I need the cuirass and helmet made first." Silver speaks between bites, though seeming unladylike and piggish neither of them care since both of them do this around each other anyway. "Going fancy, huh? Okay then, oh and I got the chance to meet the newest citizens, they seem nice, though the girl is quite skittish. The young boy with her has a bit of steel in his eyes so he might be a fine warrior soon, though he is protective of his sister." Micah replied, and with this Silver quickly polished off her meal before replying, passing the empty dishes back to micah as she does. "Yea,apparently she has eyes like mine, gazing beyond the physical world, and my mere presence was enough to terrify the poor girl. Oh, getting off subject, what do you have planned? Are you planning on going back into the dungeon or training a bit? I was going to see if you wanted to visit one of the cities again for me or should I delegate it to some of our other members? I prefer you going since I trust you completely, but if you're busy I can get my parents to lead and take O and storm with the triplets as guards, maybe one of the shield bearers as well?" Silver asks, her thoughts on some of her needed components for her latest project. Micah agrees to go, getting a list of computer parts mad materials to retrieve, and more of the weapons they have piled up to sell, still far more than they can actually use. After a short while of chatting, Silver let's him go do what he needs to for the trip. Resuming her work on the armor, its not til the next day when she gets a text from micah. All it says is, Not enough House's. Not knowing what he meant, she ignores the message, looking up at her current obsession, seeing pockets for equipment, and computers, attachment points, and other pieces. The biggest issue is power, the batteries used for small and medium things require some way to charge or be replaced, and silver doesn't want to have to make replacement openings, preferring a seamless, gapless armor making it incredibly hard to attack her vital points. With a resigned sigh, Silver speaks aloud, summoning her city assistant, the Ai, with which has resided in this city for a very long time. "Assistant, can you come here for a moment, I have a question regarding this city's overall data, and if there are any saved blueprints and crafting information." Taking less than a moment, a now dark purple Hologram takes form, but the image is different, looking much like silver, except for the outfit, sporting a military uniform with the armored fox emblem on both shoulders. "You finally call for me and the first thing you do is ask about my memory? The least you could've done was by me dinner first.." The hologram ai replies with a bit of snark, but images and blueprints, amidst stats and best usage general info hovers around silver, making her slowly spin in a circle, much like her mana, to see each design, some larger, some smaller, but as she looks over them, she eventually sighs, turning back to the hologram. " do you have anything on the dyson sphere?" Silver asks hopefully, though she is prepared for disappointment, despite having looked at all the current options, and none of them have enough output for what silver wants to do."unfortunately, the information is sealed deeper in the city, it would require more power to distribute through the city underground to access all of my data vaults, these designs are currently what I have available to me." The ai states. Accepting this, Silver sighs, nodding a bit in understanding before going back through the designs, eliminating the larger ones from her options immediately. Eventually she starts removing the lowest output small options as well, eventually that narrows it down to ten options, all relatively equal in size and output, silver scans over these particular generators looking for charge speed and output speed. What she is attempting to do is make a biomechanical tank essentially, with her as the core, and a generator as an engine to cut down on mana consumption, would greatly benefit Silver allowing her the protection of heavy armor with minimal losses to mobility. Seeing two that are meant for aircraft and hovercraft auxiliary power in two different design patterns, silver takes a closer look, searching for details and if they can be compatible with more generators on the same grid. Eventually she scraps the idea of powered armor for the time being. 'Guess I am asking too much too soon of my abilities...' She mumbles to herself, essentially leaving the half finished armor where it hangs, just off to the left side of her throne, choosing to leave it as is, and start from scratch on a more practical armor set, at least for the time being. She starts fresh, choosing to make a flexible bulwark cuirass, being a bit thick, and heavy, but, using the flexible scale like design she had made for the others. With that she made full length shoulder to wrist pauldrons, though instead of big bulky chunks of steel like most designs, she deliberately worked on each point,designing a layered scale design, one which allowing it to wrap all the way around her arm for full protection, working carefully as she works it down to her wrist. Eventually the two pauldrons are created, making a beautiful image so far with the cuirass. Now, she designs a sharp, center edged greaves design from knee to calf, while the back side is armored with her the same scale pattern as the arms, giving much more flexibility while protecting the back of her knee,and Achilles heel. This is the part she dreads the most, the helm. She deliberately thinks on this the most, wanting to incorporate a crown design, and make it elegant enough to set her apart from others instantly. Choosing to go with a sharp spartacus style, the cheek pieces sloped to a point nearly touching at the chin, the area of the eyes, looking much as if blades had been cut from the helm, sharp corners with an aggressive sweep, like the belly of a blade, from there, she adds pointy hollow ears at the top, matching the shape of her neck ears, allowing them room at the top,slowly, the helmet is taking shape now, all that's really left is additional hardened glass visor, and her crown, among some decorations to give it an air of royalty. Now with the helmet shaped, silver chooses to make a mural crown, making it so two silver foxes one on either side, meet in the middle, just above the helm, with one having a deep purple amethyst gem for the eyes, while the other a dark red ruby fills the other eye, mirroring Silvers eyes, she uses a blackened steel to giver it borders and highlights, creating a gorgeous crown, at least in her eyes, before embroidering the helm, to match her crown with silvers, dark borders, and red and purple gem stones. With the helm mostly complete, she refocuses on the cuirass, choosing to also embroider a mural of brutal elegance, a single silver fox standing tall at the top most center of the cuirass. Giving it a matching color of eyes as Silver as well, before before creating a narrow path amongst an elegant graveyard of discarded weapons, showing a path rife with fighting. Finishing up with this, silver the works on the shoulder pieces, choosing the image of the wolf that had claimed her left arm, recreating its fur was quite difficult, choosing to make a purple mana path in the fur of the wolf to give it the same imagery of the fur which micah had skinned from the wolf after he and his team had killed it. From there, silver moves to the opposite shoulder, choosing this time to make a mural of herself at the center of a storm, with the choice of depicting it with mana paths as well, and adding weapons carefully to depict a hailstorm whipping around Silver violently, giving an air of unbridled violence. After appreciating her work for a bit, silver set about creating a glass visor to fill the area over her eyes, not having much difficulty since she has had practice manipulating both metals and glasses now, though it was tinged a bit purple due to the effects of her mana, something she hasn't quite figured out how to avoid yet. With this, her fresh now armor is complete, a fully heavy class armor fit for a queen. Having expended a large some of mana in its deliberate creation, her brow is covered in sweat, but she ignores this, choosing to burn even more mana to save it as one of her latest creations, after a few minutes and as the last bit vanishes, Silver snapped her finger, and in a near instant and a light pulse of mana all over her body, the armor covered her from head to foot, making Silver laugh maniacally. Afterwards, who wouldn't want armor that can be instantly equipped at the snap of a finger? 'Though its not quite what I wanted to do, It's still a very beautiful set. I like it.' She thinks to herself, all while flexing and doing some light air target practice with kicks, punches and claws, testing her range of motion, only finding that it doesn't like when silver tries to do something unnatural with her movements. Though its only slight, better to know now than in a fight later. Waving her hand to unequip the armor, only to be startled with a ground shaking thunder, booming over head, drawing Silvers head. 'The feth was that?!' Opening her throne room door revealing a rain instantly drenching the entrance, and above, a massive thunderstorm, lightning flashing in the distance. The scene makes Silver frown.