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[Mpaca is a forest spirit in the lore of the Nyange, a people in what is now the Democratic Republic of the Congo who have a rich and mostly still extant oral tradition. The Epic of Mwindo is the most famous of their sagas in English, and Mpaca appears in that story in passing, as a point of reference and comparison. The folktale in which he plays a starring role is collected in The Dictionary of African Mythology, and is online for free . Something I think is interesting is how closely the story “Mpaca’s Very Long Fingernail” maps to the davalpa/himantopus. It is a greedy, parasitic creature that rides on its victims’ backs, and can be defeated by getting it drunk. I’ve talked before about how I don’t hold a lot of stock in diffusionism, but part of me does wonder if the voyages of Sinbad made it to east/central Africa, or Nyange epics made it to the Middle East. There was a lot of trade between the regions, after all.]

Mpaca CR 4 CE Monstrous Humanoid This little man has long, wild hair and long fingers. The middle finger on each hand is extremely long compared to the others, ending in a single claw. His face is elongated, ending in a mole-like snout.

An mpaca is a twisted little humanoid that delights in enslaving other creatures. They can control the behavior of humanoids by jabbing them with their long middle finger, and then ride atop them. They do not treat their slaves well, forcing them to do exhausting work on long hours, and restricting their food and water. An mpaca may even ride such slaves into combat as a mount. Such slaves are controlled repeatedly and often worked to death if the mpaca can manage it.

In seeking out new slaves, an mpaca can shapechange, often favoring the shape of young women and girls. They can also extend their magical fingers to extreme distances, spying on their charges from afar though the nail. If their fingers are severed, the mpaca cannot use its charming ability, and so almost always only extends the finger on one hand and keeps the other in reserve.

Most mpacas live as parasites of humanity, taking over small villages to use as their personal dens of iniquity. The mpaca keeps the community in line with threats and magical charm, alternating between hosts while draining the wealth and happiness from everyone who lives there. When not finding victims, mpacas are lazy and slovenly. They are prone to indulging in drugs and drink, and victims of an mpaca have been known to dislodge the creature by getting it intoxicated.

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It’s not one of the machines he’s familiar with. Lanky, brilliant blue compared to the dull, rust-colored things he was used to subjugating. But a machine was a machine, and a machine could be hacked. It wasn’t hostile, that much was clear as he trailed it at a distance, but it still ought to have useful data on it. Something to help him learn about this city and the project he’d been volunteered for. 

9S waits for it to wander onto a quieter walkway, away from the more populated canal’s edge, before creeping closer and extending a hand in preparation for a remote hack. He initiates it... and nothing happens.

After looking down at his hands in silent shock, he tries again. An orange popup appears in his vision, reading HACKING OFFLINE. Really? His hacking and his NFCS were locked? And he didn’t even have his Pod? What was with this place taking all his abilities away?? 

“Hey man, you’re gonna have to move. Blockin’ the-- Wait.” John squinted at this rather different looking robot. “Ain’t seen a robot your shape, man. Even got a face! Ha!” Damn what kind of high was he riding this evening? First in a place that looked like it hasn’t seen a day in wasteland, next finding something vaguely familiar turns out it wasn’t at all!