"Bam. Bzzt. Wappa wappa wappa." Katherine muttered as she controlled all of her dolls. She had found a new dungeon, one she hadn't seen before at least. Some of the dolls used "Ray of Flame" others shot out "Prismatic Orbs". Easy enough of a dungeon, really. So easy there was not really anything of value inside when she cleared it. "What did I expect? Finding one of the last Havos Rings? Yea right." Katherine complained to one her dolls. She made it nod its head and pat her on the shoulder. "Thanks, Doll 217." She sighed and wondered what to do next. "Might as well just go 'home' for now." With a snap of her finger the girl and all of the thirty dolls with her disappeared from sight only to appear a half minute later back at the newly built "Doll Workshop." There the remaining of her dolls stay, working, cleaning, sitting around, whatever they were set to do really. It was also here that her Doll Crafting Table was. With little else to do, "Dolls Fifty through Seventy, those of you still operational, front and center." Six or seven dolls, all similar looking appeared in front of her after a few seconds. "Any blemishes?" Katherine asked. The dolls all nodded, "No? Good. Durability. . . 57 and 60 stay here. Rest of you are free." The outside of the dolls looked fine, but the insides on these two are a different story. It was nothing difficult to fix. In fact it was over in just a few seconds. "Ok, you two are good to go. Just some loose joints it seems." The two started to float off waving goodbye as they went back to their work. Katherine just watched as they went back to what they were programmed. "Ok, so now. . ." Bleep bleep. "A message? Whatsit say. . . interesting quest if you want it. Bring some polymorph potions?" Polymorph potions. Not something she kept on stock often. She had to look at her stash. "Umm. . . I have two of them. What do we even need these for? I'd imagine Datze would just eat his way through everything." "200 throught 220, with me." The group of dolls floated over to Katherine, "It's easier to just talk in person than with a message." With a snap of her fingers again she disappeared from her Workshop and reappeared in the Castle of Datze. "Such a useful ability with these items. "Yoooooo, Datze. I know you're here. I mean, anytime I need to talk to you you're here, so I can't imagine you calling me out would be anything different." Not that she ever really needed to talk to him. Something felt wrong with it though. . . The door was missing! "Nice door. Remodeling?"