With his list of Evolution options having a myriad of odd options, Skuggir wanted to test if he could exit the dungeon through this odd door. if he could not exit the dungeon through the metal gate then how would he be able to steal the power on an eclipse when there is no sun.
with his boney hand outstretched, Skuggir touched the glowing white space within the gate. with the smallest of. contacts he felt his vision warp and distort in a manor reminiscent of the even horizon that danced along the fringes of a black hole.
With his vision restoring, Skuggir first thought, "How do the adventurers not throw-up?", before he even registered his surroundings. but with the thought through his head, and his eyes now dancing across the metal city before him, SKuggir was truck with amassment of the city that looked straight out of sword-runner 2082 a classic back on Earth.
After the city scape set in, Skuggirs next notice was the crowd of people who where frozen in shock at his appearance. Using [Universal Language Comprehension] Skuggir spoke, his boney rattles forming an odd sounding Latin. Skuggir thought they spoke Latin because of the text atop the tungsten gate.
The crowd, hearing a Langue that felt vaguely familiar to most and recognizable to about a few dozen, Felt their immediate fear slip from their minds.
After a minute of awkward standing and Skuggir speaking more Latin in hopes of a response, a man ran forward and started to Speak with him.
"Salvo, domine, quis es?"
"Ergo sum Suggir"
"Ergo sum Bertolio... uh... quid best mum propositum" the mans Latin was slow and incorrect at places, showing it was not his first language nor did he usually speak it.
"Quae est lingua patria his?" after realizing that the words at the top of the gate must be older than the peoples language, not to different to the Stone gate which had stood era's before the city of Ignalis had formed, Skuggir needed to figure out the native language to go further.
after a moment of internal translation the man replied a simple "English" before waiting.
Hearing this, Skuggir thought it odd. The way they dressed, the lack of other races, these few things clued him in. was he back on Earth? "Where am I?"
"AH," shocked by its ability to speak English, one of the many language of Earth but the main one used in Machina, the man jumped for a moment, "this is Machina, City of Machines."
Feeling it would be odd if he pried any further, Skuggir decided he would treat his visit as Diplomatic. He would be building up his town — which his house was being built in by skeletons — anyways, so he might as well seek to make his inter-dimensional neighbors his allies.
"Please bring me to your leader." Skuggir said in a voice not deep for he did not have vocal cords, but his tone was one that left no option to refuse.
Having a menacing skeleton that faintly glowed of the sun commanding him, Bertolio decided he would guide the monstrous guest to the city hall.
as the human race did not have access to the central tower of Machina, which had announced itself to be Avalon, they had claimed the metal fortress that mocked the fortresses of medieval fairy tails as the city hall.
As Avalon did not need a military because any guns, bombs, flame-throwers, and other weapons did not work within its confines blocked by nano-bots, that floated through the air, they had no need to use the fortress as a military fortification.
this fortress being used as a city hall also meant that it would be harder to sneak into the city Hal to steal any important info! as a meeting place for nations across the world, the building needed to be secure.
as Skuggir walked across its drawbridge, the only way in and out, with a crowd around of people going about their day while giving him odd looks with a myriad of different emotions in each, he inspected the castle.
its walls covered with battlements with towers every handful of meters each with portcullis and arrow slits. its draw bridge was split in too with a barbican in the middle where he had to state his purpose and provide ID, something he had waved due to Bertolios explanation.
after entering past the second draw bridge and a guard house flanked by barbicans on both sides, Skuggir was further escorted to a grand hall where there where tables setup in a fashion no to dissimilar to two Lecter halls facing each other with a podium in the middle.
While it was a podium, it also had a chair in two small button on the podium. Interested in the buttons, Skuggir started press them, he promptly started to rotate. With the logic of "Im a skeleton from another world, I'm interested in technology." Skuggir started to rotate the platform in circles.
As people started to enter and take theirs seats either in the chairs all marked with flags, or the much more compact seating with no flags it didn't matter, they all watched Skuggir spin the platform like a child.
after about fifty percent of the hall was filled, Skuggir had spun the platform so much that it hoped out of its corkscrew container, and became lopsided.
it took another hour for not just everyone to filter in, but also to repair the central podium and tell Skuggir not to rotate it too much again.
with everyone in the room and the podium repaired, Skuggir sat in the chair and waited. But he did not have to wait long as a man in a red suit and blue tie stood from his seat.
"I am the elected representative for the meeting today... does anyone object?" after a moments pause the man continued. "Today is a meeting between the United Nations of earth, the people of Machina, and the Skeleton named Skuggir who comes from the other side of the gate."
taking his chance to disrupt the mans flow while he paused, Skuggir spoke up. "Excuse me but im not just a skeleton. if you where not ignorant, then I would be extremely offended and would've probably left here right now and regarded you as an enemy." while he didn't really care, skuggir wanted to give the people before him the sense that he was important.
unknown to Skuggir, his plan had failed and only lowered the representatives opinion of him to a hot-headed fool who wielded some power. "If you are so offended then please enlighten us, what are you Skuggir. mind you threats won't work here, im sure you have felt it but all offensive magic is uncastable here."
seeing his shenanigans had failed, Skuggir decided to test their words, conjuring a stream of plasma in his hands with [Solar flare]. "Well I am a special kind of Lich, and holy creature of Ormr." Skuggir pulled the holy creature card hoping it would earn him some respect and explain his previous actions of displaying false offense.
the crown erapted into small chatter among representitives after hearing holy creature. Even if Skuggir was lying they could just inspect him with the help of a utility magician.
Utility magicians where mages who had studied the makings of magic and developed spells that would help in everyday life. some of these spells got rid of all impurities on the target, and some whitened the teeth of the caster. But the one of most useful and hardest to learn spells was the Identify spell which lead into the Appraisal Spell.
trying to get a grip on the meeting hall again the man in the red suit spoke again. "Order," only poising a moment for everyone to become silent again, "who is this Ormr you speak of? We have no gods that go by such a name. in addition to this what do you seek with this meeting?"
"You may know mother as Loki, the god of Fun, Trickery and knowledge. As for my arrival here, my personal Dimension is host to the gate that also resides within your city, I would like to become good neighbors." Skuggir explained to the crowd representatives.
"We will reconvene in twenty minutes." after these few minutes the whole room burst into chatter and a single man walked down form his seat and unto Skuggir.
"Hello, my name is Sid, and im the representative of Loki within this room. Is there anyway for you to prove that you are related to Loki?"