B! Play it stoic. This can go any way you want it it.

B. As much as we need to stay in the princess' good graces, we need to figure out if this guy might be a threat.

>>1035558
Agreed. That sounds hilarious.

A. Let her have this.

A, but pretend you have no idea who this guy is.

Toxoglossa 2022/06/23(Thu)19:49 No. 1035834 ID: 9272af
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“Casey and Clio can tell you all the details, but they caught and branded them.” Kol says, “Good to see you uncle.”

“And you as well, Kol. A branded dullahan, eh? Now that's an interesting catch...” The elder bardo looks at the furnace of lichfire with intense interest.

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“So is it true? Are we necromancers?” Kol asks.

Sifr’s hand reaches under his hat to scratch his head and he sighs. “It’s certainly not the first time people have considered the possibility. The fundamental nature of our magic separates our souls from our bodies.” He waves a hand as he explains, “What’s more, the final trial for becoming a Medium is a kind of death of the self. One in which the body is brought as close to death as possible, before returning.”

“So it is necromancy?” Kol cocks his head.

“Well, slow down there a moment.” Sifr holds a hand up. “The key distinction here being the term ‘necro’. We’re still living beings, unlike vampires or liches. From what I remember, its been theorized that the magical that the Path was founded on may have been necromancy once, but was fundamentally changed by whoever created it. But we still don’t know who that was.”

“That actually makes sense.” Casey jumps in. “One of the things Graves told me about Hekal was that he was good at taking spells apart and putting them back together. He might have been the creator!”

“That’s a bold claim.” Sifr blinks back amazement. “Where’s all this coming from?”

The book.

"Well, I suppose that leads into WHY we have a branded dullahan here. He hired a thief to steal the book we were translating "mortal style," then tried to turn around and brand the poor guy a thief - the roles kinda got reversed in the ensuing sting we pulled to catch him in the act of meeting his accomplice, and the guy that got roped in is fine now. Purportedly, his reason for arranging all of this is because that book contained necromantic spells his bosses wanted to keep out of mortal hands, and Graves confirmed the presence of that theorized ur-medium magic. I think."

Pardon our enthusiasm, but we're connecting a lot of pieces real quick. Mediums are just that. The middle line between life and death.

Braedon: Ask how things are with Sarah

Frint 2022/06/19(Sun)20:24 No. 1035488 ID: 98888b
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>>1034864
So how are things with Sarah going?
She’s doing fine. The kids, too.
I’d imagine completely relocating to California would really suck.
Yeah. I’ve been having calls with her occasionally. When work permits.
But you basically work from dawn to dusk every day. Even on the weekends.
And by ‘occasionally’, I mean once every two weeks.
Ah.

Frint 2022/06/19(Sun)20:24 No. 1035489 ID: 98888b
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Soooo... Do you have any idea what you’re gonna be getting?
Nope.
For someone who so desperately wanted me to walk all the way down here...
I know, I know.
Funny thing is I don’t know either.
Yeah. They have those donuts back again though.
Ooooooh. The jelly ones?
Yep, raspberry jelly donuts.
Oooooohoohoo.

Task as either Jacob or Braedon: Continue to ask questions, and maybe decide orders for the coffee shop.
12/30 minutes of break time have elapsed.

Hmm, what's the public response yet? Any protests? Uhh, long term environmental impact...
Would it be spoilers to talk about what the hazardous material does, or what it is?

One of them can ask the other what they think about people saying it's the end of the world.

If any of that paint is spray paint, it sure would make your explosive knives more explosive.
Otherwise, nails would make good improvised caltrops.

Though if you really want to go big, why not blow that sword of hers to pieces with your knives?

>>1035666
That's be worse for Argine you dope, she can't shoot what she can't see!

>>1035673
Quick clarification:
Tape explosive knives to her blade.

Let's use the Pitch Per-

*sigh*

the Pitch Prefect on the door and floor, it will give us time to prepare some projectiles to throw at her while she tries to move past the tar.

We should also use the Barrier Generator to ram her out of the way so we can leave the room.

>>1035184
Mmm. Hell of a thing going down here. Astrolysis, whatever you hope to get out of this: may it be more than you expected - and twice as funny.

>Another plan
Pull out Plug and a Voidsplit card. Argine, no matter who you are and what you want, you can take Astrolysis' point and impale her with it. Make her have to acknowledge that you drew first blood, just the way she wanted, in the way she wanted it... when she supposedly wasn't even holding back.

>Edge against the edge
Brush the 'unlock' button just as Astro's blade slices through. Yes, it slices unnaturally, but the molecular dividing effect must run along the edge itself, not the whole thing. Just make sure the blade is such that the movement of the door can yank it.

>Singular moment of awe
Activate the card, spend your next act lunging out the opening door, using Plug to draw first blood (however bad a blow you can deliver) and from there - second action - dodge/parry Astro's inevitable counterstrike, kick or elbow. She's a melee monster with blind-sense, I refuse to believe she won't have an interrupt on the way no matter how fast you go. If for whatever reason she does not - draw blood again, but do not be tempted for a third blow. You need your third act to be your getaway.

>Strike and disappear
Run past her and scatter her feet and your line of retreat with explosive knives on short timer. Use those explosions to shift yourself around in directions you weren't going before; make her have to guess where you're headed - make YOURSELF guess where you're headed so she can'

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>>1035697
Ugh, and if you wanted to be dead boring you could instead use those three acts to sticky her stuck with the Prefect, step back and fill her and her zone full of quick-timed explosive knives and THEN run like heck and hope she doesn't manage to somehow avoid the 'splosions and stay on your tail.

If it works, I dare say that'd make her flaming mad too - especially if the pitch lights from all them 'sploses.

Puri 2022/06/21(Tue)00:17 No. 1035570 ID: b1ffbb
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If only it were that easy. Cookie puts away the wand for now and yanks off a piece of the pipe. She takes a few practice swings with it--it'll do as a weapon for now.

Puri 2022/06/21(Tue)00:24 No. 1035571 ID: b1ffbb
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Cookie takes the stairs to the floor leading to her dorm room. The hallway isn't as fancy as the one from the lobby, but that's student dorms for you. Someone has made it to Cookie's room before her... the door is slightly ajar.

>>1035571
Peek in, slowly open the door.

>>1035573

Keep that pipe at the ready when you peek inside.

The man-wolf eyes Hazel silently and nods his head. He looks at the wolf that Sarah is carrying. Sadness. Resigned and all that lot. Hey though, at least the trek back is simple. No drama there. Wolf-Man is as quiet as can be unless asked something. He’s… semi-open with information. What is said is said because he thinks he’s dead. There are things being kept secret but also many things being said that are not.

To the van. You’re there now. Wow, fast. Okay.

That butchered wolf isn’t fitting inside the van with that giant mutant wolf fucker in there. It just can’t happen. You could get it on top of the van but well, that’s very very visible. The Wolf-Man does not like his fallen pack being held like this. He thinks they’re too dangerous. They need to be killed.

They’re corrupted, he says. By a monster of infinite pain and hatred and evil and corruption and every bad word that does and doesn’t exist. They went to a place that only bad men return from. A place both metaphorical but also very very literal called the Black Spiral Labyrinth.

Or don’t. He’ll be upset about that but, well, what the hell is he going to do about it. Honestly, the real problem is space. Get messy and have everyone squeeze around the giant mutant werewolf? Switch it out with the giant wolf monster? Bury them both and leave with some extra room in the van? Well less conspicuous that way. Although everyone is covered in blood, sooooo.

If it matters at all, for as bad as the giant wolf smells it doesn’t smell anywhere near as bad as the mutant werewolf. That fucker is just, hoho wow.

>>1035146
Okay, why are we actually keeping the soon-to-be and already-are corpses around.

"Okay, so I am pretty sure that I actually need to sleep in the back of the van. It's sun-proof, and I get the feeling that's going to be important."

The being who is not Sarah will note, still never having figured out how to retract her fangs, let alone that it was impossible for the time being.

"Double also, what exactly is dangerous about the mountain, since we should probably have noticed by now if it actually was outside of your former pack. I can hardly hear anything else other than the flock of crows.

>>1035246

A wolf-man motions to the two unconscious werewolves whom are being kept alive at the moment. That is one very clear threat. He seems convinced they won't be out long. Hazel seems a bit convinced otherwise.

"There are more like them. Out here, having 'fun.'. Where they go I have no idea but I know we can't stay here. Kill them both, end their suffering, let's get out of here."

>>1035531
"Well then, no can do. If there are more monsters here killing people and making the world a worse place, then we are going to deal with that. I know I will, and if you were packmates, you know where they sleep, so it doesn't matter if you don't know where they roam."

Her killing intent was palpable as it dripped like an inky shadow from her silver dagger, casually pointed at the werewolf as an implicit threat before she plunged it in the heart of the one without a muzzle.

Hazel Fletcher 2022/06/20(Mon)23:42 No. 1035563 ID: 14737b
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>>1035562
>"I know I will, and if you were packmates, you know where they sleep, so it doesn't matter if you don't know where they roam."
"We don't trust him to lead us anywhere right now, my dark compatriot," Hazel reminds her friend, leaning in to look at the mutant were-beast.

>her silver dagger
>she plunged it in the heart of the one without a muzzle.
"Oh God, what?! Sarah!" Hazel cries out in shock as the blood goes flying, "Executing unresisting prisoners very not-bad uncool! Warcrimes! Even if they're werewolves, you should at least pull them out of the van first if you're worried about them bleeding all over it!"

Hazel snatches the faintly-glowing jade green spider from where it's dancing on Sarah's head and slams it onto the corpse, then shudders.

"Fix this!"

There is a few seconds pause. Hazel lifts her hand, and the spider is gone from beneath it, vanished into nowhere... but the werewolf comes apart, dissolving into thousands upon thousands of spiders that send her screaming away from the vehicle, jumping onto, latching onto, and hiding behind a tree as she tries to avoid the tide of arachnids.

B) See if you can't take down the wounded spearman first from behind—should be easier, given the wound—before taking down the crossbowman. Your companions are capable enough to take on the three others.

If you can't close the distance, whip out one of your iron daggers and try throwing it at his arm! Harder to aim a crossbow with a knife in your elbow.

B. This crossbowman is the priority target.

I think those are all C votes. There's three more bandits approaching, that we haven't seen yet.

I agree that taking out the crossbowman is a high priority, but we should at least get an eye on the three bandits, right? If there's another one that would pose a problem for our friends then a bit of an interception is in order.

Steal the wounded guy's spear so he's more fully neutralized, then use spear on crossbowman.

Focus on the crossbowman.

Well, if there are no anomalies on this island and the soldier's not doing anything about it, it must not be anomalous. Avoid the soldier, look for this wealthy district. That will have the most stuff to steal.

>>1034967
When's the next Tobak quest? I dont know which questden thread to ask this in.

>>1035025
No set date yet, but soon. It will take a little, but at least it gives time to re-read the story for all foreshadowing bits it has got.

We do need a discussion thread for Roaway's quests, don't we?

Ask the guard what might have happened?

Poke

Raise your voice. Call out, something like:

"IF YOU WANTED A CHALLENGE, WHY DON'T YOU BATTER THE ARMORED ONE AWAITING JUST DOWN THIS PATH!"

Point in the direction Kay had been indicating, to try to distract her, then take a knee to snap off a shot, but really, also to snag Kay's card (for safekeeping, so this goober can't pick it off of her prone body). Then take cover to reload.

Let's have us a sniper battle!

>General tips...
Make sure the newcomer's back will be towards the rumored location of the armored Ave - they'll have to consider that someone else might be arriving up their tail and split their attention.

Try taking your own shots when she tries to bat a ball - that's the time she'll be guaranteed to be the most still in order to to swing her ass and put force into getting a solid whack.

Do use cover and try to dodge. Those balls are probably pretty hard and hefty if they can straight KO Kay. A larger Ave might tank some, but broken bones and skulls are still no fun. Almost as not-fun as getting one's body pierced by bolts.

Fire a bolt into her knee before you even say a word and rush her position, machete in hand.

"First rule of hunting - don't stand around to trash-talk someone you've engaged hostilities with. You are the second person here I've had to teach this lesson to."

Always be moving, even as you say this. Go over whatever rock she hides behind instead of around - the latter gives too many angles for a surprise attack.

you got a crossbow and you already have it in your hands, fire at her center mass and force her to either take a crossbow bolt or dodge. Either way it will disrupt her aim so she can't line up another shot at you right away. Then I would suggest getting closer.

I mean normally I would suggest backing up and take advantage of the fact you have an actual range weapon to your advantage and turn her into a pin cushion but with the whole "try not to kill even though everyone has lethal weapons" (still don't know why they let you use lethal weapons if they don't want their contestants to get hurt) you're only real non-lethal option is your fist. Still, just because you need to get in close doesn't mean you have to fight fair. Grab some dirt as you close in and try and blind the bitch by tossing it in her eyes before you begin beating her ass. Not sure how good she is in a fist fight but you can kind of neutralize her bat a bit by getting in close enough she can't swing her bat properly to get a god whack on you. Hell you're still bigger then her so if you can knock her down and get on top of her you could just pin her down and rain down your fist on her until she's out and she probably wouldn't be able to do much about it since in that position she wouldn't be able to build up the proper momentum to effectively swing her bat.

"I'm not sure, I don't know how you play this silly game."
You should fight at a distance. Your projectile's faster than hers, and you're wearing your helmet. Watch out for ricochets off nearby trees.

Don't even answer, ready your weapon and engage!

Uh, guys? Pizza? I know Temmie said patience but we're not going to get there by waiting.

Quick Sub-option add-on: Jerry should text Gene through SK's phone to tell him to just get burgers if he's hungry, as there's a really great restaurant on this street. He's trying to set Gene up to meet his psycho ex and make her his problem to distract her. If this backfires and they end up working together later, that's on Jerry.

rolled 1, 4, 3 = 8

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Message from PEA: 3 HELP POINTS from being patient Temmie's fortune, 3 HELP votes (I'm assuming KOME is voting for help as he wants to get back on track on delivering pizza. If he states otherwise, I'll have to reroll.) 1 SABOTAGE vote, and one YES vote Which I have no clue how to interpret.

as for SUB OPTIONS, There wasn't enough points to use your extra HELP points as Donut suggested as we needed at least 2 people to vote to use the extra HELP points (as stated here https://questden.org/kusaba/quest/res/1014571.html#1026137). But you will talk to Gene like Himitsu suggested


Once the six sided dices are rolled, I will add the points to the results. the first dice will be HELP, the second dice will be SABOTAGE... And uhhhh... the Third dice roll will be for YES I guess?

rolled 45 = 45

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Message from PEA: HELP WINS with 7 HELP POINTS > 5 SABOTAGE POINTS > 4 YES points.

Votes are locked in and you can no longer vote or do SUB OPTIONS, BUT you can still suggest ideas on what will happen. If you previously suggested an idea for how Jerry gets SABOTAGED, you can still suggest an idea for how Jerry gets HELPED for

Also, I'm rolling the dice to see if TEMMIE will arrive for her 25 cents. She has a 5% chance, so anything 5 or lower from a 100 dice roll means she will show up.

Temmie will not arrive this time, but her chance of arriving the next UPDATE will be raised to 10% unless you summon her next update.

Well, the structural integrity of this shed is one dog you can't unfuck. Priority one is maneuvering yourself out of this hole as soon as possible.

After that, head off after your dad; maybe see if it's him trying to reach you on the radio.

Sam 2022/06/15(Wed)16:42 No. 1035083 ID: 67181a
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From what you are bale to gather from the consoles, switches, and readouts all around you this machine is equipped with thrusters on its back which should be able to provide enough thrust to propel it about 60 meters and safely land; but firing those while still sunk into a building attached to your house feels like a very bad idea. You feel like, as a Cliff Jumper, you could probably get a bit more distance out of the thrusters if you set them to use their full thrust on acceleration and land yourself; but that may cause damage to the legs if you slip up. You uave a sinilar system built unto your hopper for emergencies, so you're confident in being able to handle them.

It takes you a little bit to get accustomed to moving around a giant machine with legs, but you are eventually able to clamber out of the hole without damaging the shed substantially further. It would probably be easier if this thing had arms.

You set off in the direction your dad was driving, pushing the throttle on the machine to its limit. While the machine can easily handle terrain your hopper qouldnt be able to drive across, but it feels disappointingly slow. According to the readouts from the console, it is maxing out at about 32 kph.

Judging by the trees youre passing as you move through the lightly wooded terrain, the machine seems to be about 9 meters tall. You're going through things in your head on how you might get more speed out of the thing and trying to suppress the nausea you feel as it lumbers along; when the voice crackles to life in your ear again.

>Fusion Signature on ELINT at 6.2km

You look over at the radar-looking screen on the console and there os a pip of light somewhere ahead of you and bearing slightly right. As you focus on the screen, it zooms in and a line draws out from yhe pip identifying it as "VT-COBR." A screen near it shows the view from s

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The tarp is probably stuck on something...
A, because you can't just take off the helmet willy nilly. Once it's shut down, climb out and inspect the exterior.

>>1035083
C. You're a gear head, see what can be fixed while still in motion if anything. Power down if nothing can be done right now.

Yeah, if we didn't have the chops for it, C would be the wrong move, but we do have the chops - the exact right combination of chops, in fact. See if you can flush the exhaust; this looks like a cooling issue - there was a tarp and a whole building between where you started and where you are now.

That is... unless those dual-wielded chops combine to make a successful roll vs. stupidity and tell you to power down first. In that case, A.

>>1035094
show titties!

This was fun! Many emotions! Hope we get the second part soon!

Fun.
Looking forward to the next thread.

Really funny! Can't wait for the next chapter.

(Totally got me with the fire and Alto thing. I apreciate the consequences.)

>>1035095
thanks for the wild ride or well airheaded ride

Yorin might know something about the giant ball that was stuck in the Mosa. The poor beast probably ate it thinking it was a particularly fat pufferfish after it broke off from the shipwreck. Maybe it's just some obscure talisman made by mainlanders for safe passage. But if it's important, they should probably tell you now before the gastric acids seep through the outer shell.

"Why are you so big"

While you're walking:
1. Explain things around here
2. Ask where he's from, what things are like there, etc. Ask for news of the world and such. I guess you speak the same language, so the divide probably isn't TOO hugely wide.
>>1030898
3. Yeah, maybe stop by the chief if he seems available, but leave until later if not.

> Survivor found among the remains of a raida-boat wreck.
> Mosa's choking hazard is raida-made.
>>1030900
I agree with this: "By the way, does a yellow, heavy-looking ball attached to a rope - around this big - mean anything to you? Perhaps as a part of something bigger?" "We dislodged something like that from the throat of that mosa I mentioned. I found you floating among the last pieces of what I think might have been a wreckage, so I thought it might be related. Perhaps something with a foul odor?"

If he reacts to this, bring him to the Chief, who's probably at the Oracle's place, now instead of later - if he has answers, even partial ones, they'll both probably want to know before arranging the ritual.

If not, shrug and take him along the beach.

>>1030895
Ask what a continent is

2/3 Dane 2022/06/11(Sat)13:45 No. 1034769 ID: e30795
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Peter returns to his post in the brig with Hugo. You warn both of them to keep their heads down until that bitch gives everyone further orders... You move back toward the front of the precinct, passing the word along to any other members of the team that you run into. Eventually, you end up back at KYLE's office.

>The detective looks up from his laptop and grimaces. "Dane, you look....incensed."

You sit against the wall and cross your arms. "You got any cards?" you ask.

KYLE digs through his desk drawer and slides you a box of playing cards. You open them up and start violently throwing down the start to a game of solitaire. Looks like this is the only other thing you can do, until HALE says otherwise or BAN gets up. You wince as your vision blurs for a moment. The adrenaline from squaring off with that piece of shit is wearing off fast, and your headache is coming back with a vengeance...

You throw another card. You just hope that you've done enough to get the ball rolling for BAN. At least your guys have started digging into ADAM and his company, you think. But that fucking interrogation...! That bitch just barred you from a mountain of extra intel. It hasn't even been 24 hours since BAN let these slugs in on the case, and the power dynamic's already completely fucked.

"What the fuck...?!" You flip through the stock again, paying more attention this time. Bullshit... You just dealt this hand, but somehow there isn't a single fucking move to make.

You scatter the cards with a foot and go back to sulking on the floor. You hope that BAN wakes up soon....

3/3 BAN 2022/06/11(Sat)13:53 No. 1034770 ID: e30795
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Your name is BAN. You're a cop.

Dammit! By the time you manage to calm yourself down, the nightmare is gone from memory, just like always. You bury your face in your hands. Jesus, that's getting frustrating... At least Dane wasn't here to see you freaking out. She must still be running around with the ADAM folder.

You heave a sigh and check your watch. 11:35, huh... You actually got a few hours of sleep in. Night terrors aside, you do feel much better than you did at the end of last night. You're still a ways from 100%, but it's time to get back to work... You fix your tie and think on what to do first.

>>1034770
Get a sitrep from Dane.

Yes, letting the fellas know you are back up and talking to the sergeant sounds like the best course. Got a feeling the feds have been up to no good lately.

Find Dane and get back to work.

Are you alright ambassador? You seem like you might have had one too many drinks.
As for the madness, we are holy men, to lose ourselves to such a thing would undermine our very role and existence, we are known for our chastity, ambassador.
Basically, don't go into ANY specifics on how you might fight it back and just quote scripture.

>>1024636
yeah hit him with philosophical stuff, refuse to elaborate further.

"Because whenever my sinful mind even thinks about it, the power screams at me with the cacophonous rage of a thousand demons.
I wouldn't touch it if you stabbed me in the eye."

>>1024636
sounds good
>>1024637
this too

>I need a plan to get this guy to leave.
How about a plan to get this guy to leave AND make a Martinet's life miserable for a couple hours?

Once he is done fuming about how, in Silverlock, witches get stitches, tell the ambassador:
"Say, I see you have made good friends with Martinet Macie, here. Would you like her to show you the market square? The way our Mongers and Artisans combine their trades there is nothing short of divine."

I mean, sure, Macie will not forgive you for putting her under the spotlight, but she also won't forgive Silver for letting you do it.

And besides, she messed with Riksen's drinks.
She made her bed. Now she can sleep with him in it.

Baron 2022/06/09(Thu)00:07 No. 1034650 ID: 0a9e06
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The Gormoamhi method of investigation know as "Poke it with a claw" has sent you tumbling the other side into a strange world. Buildings that should fall stand effortlessly. The sky bleeds colors you have no name for. This is like a city. A city for nonpeople. Odd nonpeople, which means it would be perfect for Odd Gormoamhi to take!

Baron 2022/06/09(Thu)00:07 No. 1034651 ID: 0a9e06
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Behind you, is the other place. Home. It flickers with the twitch of the pillar. You saw a vast place of sand, forests of four armed wolf-things, the Metal Man. And Home again.


Is this the Door to Many Places?

Lure the Metal Man to this place and trap him here.
You will be a legend.

>>1034651
Seem like it is, you shouldn’t touch anything yet. Your tribe has the chance to reclaim what you lost and conquer even more, but you don’t have the numbers right now. You should go back and tell the others (also don’t be so mad at Guk and help him).

Let’s see the fort to check out the guardians.

>>1030408
I don’t think dungeon constructs can leave anyways.

>>1030338
I wonder if scripted events would be a source of frustration for LMST or if they'd have a way to sequence break.

Either way I think we should give them a shot too; those speedrunner types are popular and try to outdo themselves and each other all the time. Newbies trying to imitate the initial success would probably make for a decent short-term windfall.

>>1030338
This is your chance to eat some sexy lady dragon ass, don't blow this!

>>1030338
Let the Dragon and Dragon Rider in.

Let Me Solo This is another fucking speedrunner, NEVER AGAIN.

And Ronin And Psion are a little... overpowered for the dungeon's current resources.

Someone refresh my memory. Has Larro pieced their phylactery back together or was this just an extended april fools?

Smudge!5tTWT1eydY 2022/06/06(Mon)17:55 No. 1034513 ID: 9cf176
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>By context, Nymedra is some sort of named status of person/being, which invokes inherent, immediate fear/terror responses in people like that person.
>Okay yeah, the way he was talking, we're (supposedly) something to be feared. I doubt that's actually the case, but superstition is a powerful thing.
>Nymedra? Why, that's what you are. The letter said so.

What? No, that can’t be right. I’m human. Unless you can be both human and ‘Nymedra’ at the same time? I don’t know. I’ve forgotten pretty much everything, but I’m pretty sure about my humanity, at least.

Then again, I’m still not entirely sure whether you’re chickens or not, or the status of my eyes when it comes to being on fire, and I don’t actually know what a Nymedra is, so maybe I’m not the best judge.

>Find something to cover your eyes. Maybe your hair too, since there are glints in it like stars.

I did notice the glittering stars in my hair, but I wasn’t sure whether that was normal or not. Anyway, I don’t have anything on hand to cover my head, except maybe my shirt, but I do need to be able to see, and I’d prefer not to be any colder than I already am. I’m liable to get sick!

>Time to abscond in a direction away from your current location.
>You're going to want to flee the immediate area so as not to be detained by guards.
>You don't want the guards to apprehend you; you cannot trust the local law to have your best interests at heart at this juncture. Time to flee the scene.

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Absolutely. You should have something to drink before you go wandering in the wilderness.

No. There will be people inside, who will all freak out upon seeing you.
...well, if you're confident in how fast you can run away you could try it, just in case you're able to talk to someone before you get mobbed...? It seems very dangerous to me though.

Enter a play some cards. Your fire eyes must make for a mad poker face

Not yet. You need to be certain whether or not standard humans can see your fae eyes.

And then you rob the bank.

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gggGAAAAASP

I cough and sputter. I… can breathe..? There’s a small light. It shines in from outside the creature. I pull at my arms. They’re still held tight. Confusion brushes my concerns away for the moment. I can feel the creature moving, but the gap is maintained. I am being held within, but also being allowed to breathe?

I take a moment to just take stock of myself. I’m not exactly sure what I thought being digested would feel like but… there is a distinct lack of burning that I feel I should expect. In fact, it feels… comfortably warm. Cooler than outside but not entirely cold. Just weirdly comfortable…

GO TOWARDS THE LIGHT

Reach out, grab something important... and crush it.

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Have you... interfaced with it? Focus on the light, try to see. Don't try to move very much, in fact try to be as still as possible until you can see clearly, at which point you should try moving a little.

Pull yourself further to the surface.

Do not flash back! No! Think about fried pies. Fried pies can't kill you, distraction can.

No. No! She had to stay focused. Look back later. Had to look forward. What was forward? Dark tunnel. What was she looking forward to?

Fried pie.

She slapped her hand down with the revelation, then winced at how much noise she’d just made. She’d heard the staff on station ate pretty good, even had a real cook. She’d been thinking about fried pies the whole ride up, looking forward to it. Just because the station was being stormed didn’t mean she couldn’t hold out hope for some Louisiana crab lanterns.

Solid third on the priority list. Suit, then gun, then pie. Look for other survivors after pie, so she didn’t have to share. Good deal.

She kept crawling, filled with new motivation.

*

Sam tried to keep her breathing quiet.

Light cut through little slats and slashed across her face. She shifted as quietly as she could, trying to check all the angles. The lockers in the docks, just behind the check-in office. Unless she’d really fucked up her navigating, that’s where she was. And there was a dude with a rifle between her and the rest of her suit.

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Depends - only be clever if it's needed, if it helps. You're bad at sneaking, though? How far is this dude? Does he have a radio? You've not heard anyone else?

I'm tempted to e.g. chuck a pebble, but he may radio somebody if he hears something suspicious. So - describe the situation. You're in a room, with lockers? The other dude is...in an adjacent room? Facing away from you? Do you suppose you xould just nonchalantly walk out, refuge in audacity and all, maybe even call "hey", then stab him?

Or, on the side of secrecy, are there leftover towels, maybe you can wrap your feet in two?

Unsold, either way.

Okay, situation.

One dude, back turned, same room as her. Watching him through the slats of a drainage grate, she couldn’t actually see a radio, but there was a solid chance he had at least a walkie-talkie clipped to the vest. She was thinking about throwing something to distract him, but the risk was too high. He wouldn’t be distracted for long enough to actually get her suit. No, shwacking him was about the only option she saw. Pretty damn sure he was the only guy in the room. No matter how still you are, you still make a little noise standing watch, and she hadn’t heard anything besides him.

The idea occurred to wrap her feet in towels, but they were all too far from the grate to be worth it. Then inspiration struck. She unzipped her jumper as quietly as she could, wincing at the noise. Guard dude didn’t seem to notice. Then she pulled out her bra. It wasn’t very thick, but the padding was there. The knife rasped out of its sheath, she cut the pads apart, and shifted awkwardly in the crawl space to secure them, tying them to the balls of her feet with the bra’s strings.

Boom, field-expedient sneaking boots. She was as ready as she was getting.

The grate slid slowly out of place. She winced at the noise. Winced even harder as she sat up and forced her sore muscles to drag her sloooooooowly out of the hole. Her hurt leg screamed murder, arms buckled.

The boots were still too heavy, but the bra was surprisingly good at keeping them quiet. She crept forwards, holding her breath. Could feel the adrenaline, feel her pulse pounding in her raw fingers, clutched white-knuckle tight around her knifegrip.

He seemed completely oblivious, looking through the glass of the check-in window, watching the docks. His off-hand fidgeting on his AK’s forestock, was shifting his weight from foot to foot, like there was somewhere he’d rather be. There was a loop in the neck of his flak j

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Try to stop your bleeding, if you can.
Also, see if this dude has anything worth taking. Maybe a badge or something for pretending?? They might be too small a group for that to work, though.

So, options.

1. You can put on a suit.
1.1. You can try to escape.
2. You can go to the armory to assist whoever's resisting, and be assisted in turn.