>>977024
Will there be another?

Ayame 2020/09/24(Thu)23:48 No. 977193 ID: f14f5f
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rolled 43, 75, 26, 19, 40, 34, 86, 63, 99, 90, 40, 61, 36, 47, 21, 43, 74, 27, 20, 69 = 1013

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Whatever you do I will be waiting.

>>977117
Yes, I will continue this thread. I don't know when yet but I'll post a date here. Threads don't expire on tgchan.

Ayame 2020/09/25(Fri)15:38 No. 977224 ID: f14f5f
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rolled 73, 67, 68, 2, 7, 21, 28, 82, 22, 77, 52, 35, 71, 68, 83, 68, 62, 60, 93, 70 = 1109

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>>977203
Sweet

well this was a good run fellas

Kaktus 2020/11/04(Wed)06:35 No. 980363 ID: 2c5282
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The two of you leave Leon laying the bed, letting him catch a break, and venture out back into the orgy where the others are.

>Hmm, would it be a good time to bring up the "waiting for a day or two" idea after you're done with this round?
Actually, the BroodQueen instructed me to make sure to be with another male or two as well. Increases the chances if impregnation that way, which increases the chances of a hybrid.
Well, if that’s what you want…

Rounding the corner, you find all three of the males having been tied up by Myzla and her lording over them.

Now, which of you plebeians will have privilege to become the father of my magnificent children, hmm?
P-please, just let me cum already! You’ve b-been teasing me for ages!

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>>980363
>breeding stock for Rishi
Uh, that sounds awkward but I guess if she's ovi up and with her butt on a stool or something, females can ride her. Also we'd have to take one of the girls out, which means I guess Augustina gets to take matters into her own hands.

>all four of the males
Huh, Leon tapped that? Good boy.

well seeing Daxi's hesitation when it comes to sleeping with other genders the stocks might be a good way to let her become a bit more comfortable so sure... might want to stop by the brake room again real quick though to refuse yourself both to buy some more time to produce some more eggs for when you get around to Myzla and because you don't know how long they're going to strap you down.

>>980363
Make a stop at the break room to refuel your stomachs so you can make more eggs.

>>980363
Looks like we're hitting a few snags. No worries, we can work this out.

If we've got a camera or data pad, take a quick photograph of the guys. Three handsome men tied up and edged is definitely a scene to remember.

Wait, hold on. This is getting in the way of their job. There might be a misunderstanding here. Do they all have a safe word? If we brush one of them with our hand or tail we can ask him through our mind link without spoiling the mood.

>Myzla keeping all the males to herself
Here's a suggestion. Would she allow one of the males to impregnate her if he concedes to certain demands from her? Like, say, letting us use his butt at the same time?

Or, is she skilled enough to get sufficient sperm samples out of them without letting them climax, so that the other girls can at least get pregnant? That's what we're all here for, after all.

If she's still got them all by the time we're ready to go in the breeding stock, tell her that she's not getting any eggs until she lets at least one of them go. Rishi's got almost total control of her orgasms; she'll be able to hold out as long as she needs to.

I say "almost" because Myzla will take it as a challenge.

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Step on them to threaten them/in exchange for information

Ask them what they summoned, if anything

>>981100
Of course there's also the spite angle. The rest of the dungeon won't shed a tear about them being banished to hell. Why protect them?

Harpe: be extremely intimidated by all this but also turned on seeing Vashti and Rhea bully others

Ask them about hidden doors, treasures, teleporters, info on the enemies ahead, any savepoints, etc.

In exchange we can offer...
- to dispose of the large demons that bullied them
- to undress
- boob touching
- Harpe's milk
- spanking and domination for that teal imp that seems to enjoy being tied up
- pleasing any other weird fetishes they might have

Take this epic slap fight outside. Bait OUR POD FOE into matching you becoming TRI BIG, then SIX BIG and so forth, until tripping them with a CAR! The bigger they ARE, the harder they fall.

GOT a walk in freezer? Could YOU lure HER in there AND TAR HER inside trapping HER and freeze DRYing her?

If NOT then... uh, un-BIG HER shirt AND underwear to restrict HER movement AND give HER a wedgie to stun HER. Then USE that moment TOO RUN OUT THE back AND lure HER outside where YOU CAN TAR HER without your boss getting MAD at YOU ruining the restaurant.

TAR copy's drool so that TAR is in your copy's mouth

>>981030
Can you turn GOO into GOOD

>>981170
EWW, turn a TRI letter word into a four letter word? We're NOT degenerates here.

1. These things cannot be disturbed

>>981088
1.

I meant east in the garbage pile room anyway.

ArtisanBubblegum 2020/11/16(Mon)17:14 No. 981149 ID: 5f8e56
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Clearly, this is a MASTER at WORK!
Coral Backtracks to the Garbage Pile Room and heads through the now open doorway East!

In the Garbage Room, a Putrid Smell Fills Corals Lungs. There are Piles of Garbage lining either wall of this Room. At the Far End there is a Door way.

In the Adjoining Hall, there are Two More Doors, and an Opening to the ART Room.

Faint Arguing can be heard, vaguely from the North East.

What Do?

1. Go Somewhere? There are Many places to go, please be descriptive.
2. Investigate Here? What do we hope to find?
3. Other.

>>981149
Say hello to the creature in the box.

>>981154
call it a kitty, regardless of any contrary evidence.

Step on the grass.

>>980738
The Grass is a limited resource, ass is not.
Also could possibly make her more comfortable around us if we share some grass afterwards. Or during!

>>980849
You're one to talk ASS of hat.

I think we should offer grass or maybe a gallon of our gas. If she pushes maybe we can give her a driving handy. We got some wheels to get so some sacrifices can be made.

>>980880
UnLiMiTeD ASS!

I want to trade grass. Maybe after she finds out our ass is too small for her anyway. We can play it off as 'here take my grass' and see if she takes the deal

>>980886
Adjusting my vote:
Straight wood block library, stone block tinkering workshop, angled wood block attack room (straightforward magic missile stuff?)

Hmm, how much does a block need to be on the "outside" of the tower to work as an attack block? Do all tiles need to face open air, or can one part be blocked? Like, if we put another room attached to that empty tile there, would the wooden room still work as an attack room?

Supporting library and tinkering room. Voting for a flaming wooden attack room (again).

The Single Stone Block should be a Machicolation, so that we can drop VARIOUS THINGS onto would be Fools! That is what anybody who would attack us would be.

As for the Wooden Z Block, perhaps a Semi-Winding Stairs? With a Trap that Makes the Stairs Flatten into a Smooth Ramp, So that Attackers will be slid to previous Rooms or out of the Tower?

As for the Long Wooden Block, A Simple Library. As a Wizard, we must be Humble from time to time, and In future we may expand to have a GRAND LIBRARY! But for today, Simple is enough.

Lets go Long Library.
The stone can be a Machicolation with a boiling poison cauldron (and some rocks and/or explosive seeds for good measure)
For the vertical part, some stairs that eject intruders out of the tower does sound quite nice.(Then they would have to go through the traps again, though after the first wave they will probably get wise to it, so it might be better to save the idea for higher up on the tower so they have to go through more traps and have a larger fall. I am voting against that idea here)
How about instead the steps are all separate little conveyors that all go random directions+change direction sporadically and under each step is a little stabby foot trap. (For when you don't lift your foot in time and the conveyor is moving your foot toward the next step up. The other killing method being they lose their balance and fall down the stairs and break bones and such)

>>980908
Trap room that dumps intruders back outside the tower with minimal harm could be useful both tactically (in that it splits up a wave and forces them to go through the previous trap rooms again) and politically (in case we're ever faced with someone we want to expel but not obliterate). Apart from quibbles about how grand the library should be, I support this plan.

TorpedoTusk 2020/11/14(Sat)04:54 No. 980997 ID: 30ab76
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>It's the blacksmith?
Thinking it about, there is an uncanny resemblance between her and this colossus. But if that were the case how would she have grown so big in the first place? Hopefully, there will be a chance to somehow find out.

TorpedoTusk 2020/11/14(Sat)05:01 No. 980998 ID: 30ab76
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>Well, the best place to hide from her sight is in the shadow of that generous bust. Hitch a boot-ride.
The blindspot does exist and you choose to exploit and should the giant stop bothering to look for you, it will probably go back to wherever it came. You leap towards the boot gusset, in what could either be considered a brave, or suicidal, plan.

Start climbing a bit. See if you can't ride the boot rather than hanging on

Find a safe spot to secure yourself on the boot so you don't fall off. Thank goodness you have strong arms from all that standard bearing.

Maybe take a look downward and at the swamp around you. Do you spot any landmarks?

1/3 Straum 2020/11/13(Fri)08:40 No. 980913 ID: f63434
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>Oh Hell Yeah

"Oh hell yeah," you exhale - you somehow completely forgot hosts can drink with clients. Moderation is encouraged to a point, because a night can go longer than you think and making an ass of yourself loses clients, but you're not a huge drinker. You don't foresee any problems. And you could sure use some liquid courage.

"That's my boy!" Dolly says, thumping your chest for emphasis. "Ganache is behind the bar tonight because he's keeping an eye on you, let's go get him to mix us up something." 
"You sure that's a good idea? I'm trying to make a good impression here. Wait, he's watching me?"
"You're not the first, so don't get cocky - he just has to have a hand in literally everything, or he'll die or something I guess. Come on, it'll be fine!"

Dolly drags you out into the dim lighting of the club before you have a chance to ask questions again, and it's just as well. You ain't gonna learn anything hanging out in the back. 

2/3 Straum 2020/11/13(Fri)08:40 No. 980914 ID: f63434
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The heavy, dull thud of the bass is centered on the dance floor, so the surrounding areas aren't too loud - there are some soft dividers between the lounge and the open space to dampen the noise, dark curtains coming down from the ceiling and draping just so, but providing a clear entrance to the floor. You can see some lazy spotlights circling inside the curtains, but the floor is clear right now. The night has only just started.

The first lounge area runs up against the bar, and that's where you head first. You can see a group of people at a table attended by a host, already laughing and chatting, and stride past them with Dolly at your side. 
Ganache is behind the bar like she said; you try not to look surprised. He's leaning on the counter, the surface pristine and the shelves behind him already stocked. 

"I thought I might see you," he says, and his tone is light. It relaxes you immediately, and you manage a genuine smile.
"Just following orders," you say, gesturing to Dolly, who gives a hearty laugh and slides onto a bar stool. You follow her lead.
"That's right. Just getting the greenhorn liquored up before he shakes out of his shoes."

3/3 Straum 2020/11/13(Fri)08:41 No. 980915 ID: f63434
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Your smile twists, turning playful, and you lean on the bar next to her. You might not get another chance to have a frank conversation with Dolly or Ganache tonight, so you take a second to think. 

This is all happening pretty quickly - you came in expecting to work behind the scenes again and here you are, drinking on the clock, about to entertain guests directly. This was the plan since you started, but you weren't sure it would work out. You have a lot of questions to ask, but aren't sure this is the time for it. 

>>980914
oh my god ganache is so attractive;;; oh my god oh no oh dear, I love him A LOT... LIKE A *LOT* A LOT..... MMM

>>980915
let's get some casual convo going about techniques to entertain guests, since we don't know a whole lot about hosting yet, or the concept of host clubs...!

like, what can you talk to clients about? is anything off-limits? is there something you *should* talk about??

and, since you're new: what are some common mistakes new hosts tend to make? or what's the worst thing dolly/ganache have seen happen between a host and client?

sip that drink slowly! let it boost your confidence, but don't get sloppy--you're right, we don't want to make a bad impression, on either of these cool hot coworkers of ours 8')

>>980915
"So, you guys come here often? Heh. Bar humor."

Time to go I guess.
It would be nice if there was a safe way to let only Russian coolguy know that he should probably vacate the area too, but we are already stretching risk by haveing not directly killed him (still the right choice)
War is hell.

Leave a few messages for the smarter mooks, like "desert or die".

Go underground. It's not nearly safe, but you need to move under cover.

You peer out of a basement window, level with the ground, out at the Russian’s camp across the street. The cold night air blows dust in from the road, makes you squint, your eyes water. The others are there too, sitting around with that sour combination of exhaustion and anticipation, hair away from falling asleep, just as ready to fight.

“We’re clear of the camp, send it,” you speak into the radio. Five seconds, ten, just dead air. You look to Lead for some guidance you know he doesn’t have, and he stares back with that helplessness you’ve gotten used to. So you wait.

The Camp is quiet, if they know anything they’re doing a good job hiding it. You run your tongue along the back of your teeth, staring out without really seeing. Maybe it’s a lack of sleep, or maybe there’s something gnawing at you. Guilt, maybe regret, that you’re leaving that soldier who spared you. Calling death down on top of him. You wanted to leave some kind of warning, had the emergency chalk in your hand and was ready to write when Lead grabbed you by the arm and said no time. Maybe you should have left something, maybe it would’ve spared someone.

No. There’s nothing you could do. You just keep telling yourself that.

Nothing you could do.


You hear it before you see it.

The whistling of a mortar shell. How many times you’ve heard it before, like a trumpet call to announce the death about to hit the ground. It makes you cringe. You don’t know what you were expecting, but you suppose mortars work well enough. The Russians on the ground are scrambling, they know the sound too. The hairs on your neck rise. Something is off.

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Demand grunt reinforcements; if command is going to delay the evac of dozens of special forces to eliminate enemy intel, you'd better have reassurance that this isn't an Uriah Gambit.

(And totally keep the dossier for yourselves.)

>>980850
Kome makes a good point about the Uriah gambit, though keeping the doss is probably too much, giving it a quick look through on the other hand, whos to know.

>>979883
So, I guess Mayor got taken into a vehicle. Check to see where this road goes. The car could have gone either direction, after all... but you may be able to tell by the tracks if the car was on this side of the road or not. If it was on this side then you can follow it as if it was driving on this side, so to your right.

It is almost halloween. Maybe the Mayor turns into a giant monster once a year.

Keep looking while waiting for CEO. Check for tracks and direction of said tracks. Then figure out where this road goes.

>>979891

Or maybe a more regular-sized person who just isn't tired all the time?

That'd be really spooky, honestly.

Let's keep searching around. We don't know how long it'll be before Ceo calls us back.

MMM Gallsby take your pants off, we'll do this nudist style.

rolled 2, 7, 9, 1, 5, 10, 1, 4, 5, 10, 10, 1, 10, 5, 7, 3, 9, 5, 2, 8 = 114

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>>978912

This particular blood ape seems more attuned to subtle social nuances than most, but that's an extremely low bar. Usual strategy recommended to demonologists for this sort of thing is to lay out simple, unambiguous rules, like "the use of the corpses of sapient beings as trophies is forbidden, instead they must be buried with appropriate funerary rites," or "you were hired as a wilderness guide, do not attempt to flirt or have sex with anyone while on duty, or with me personally at any time."

rolled 1, 7, 2, 1, 9, 6, 1, 3, 1, 9, 6, 2, 10, 8, 10, 1, 1, 3, 7, 7, 2, 9, 9, 7, 4, 1, 4, 1, 10, 1, 1, 6, 1, 7, 7, 10, 3, 2, 1, 9, 3, 9, 2, 7, 4, 4, 7, 1, 10, 2, 4, 2, 4, 4, 1, 6, 6, 4, 5, 7 = 282

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After familiarizing herself with a story, Patches tries to get comfortable with the pain. The next week or two, bed rest. The Hushed Ones have been nice enough to leave her group with some debris... she winces. "You never told me yer names, fellas... mind helping me-- sss. Splint my leg? I ain't in no shape to do it myself..."

Patches tries to learn the names of her friendly assistants, and a little more about their identity.

"Y'all former godbloods, or just born as spirits?"

Investigation 3 + Charisma 4 to learn their names, how they came to be... well, if they remember that, and their charm set.

>>978168
Batch of Crane's Heart Elixir is ready quicker than expected, smells nice and potent. How do you plan to administer it to the prisoner?

>>978691
"There's room in me for three people... seated comfortably" Viatrix emphasizes the last bit.
"Well, search and rescue regulations would have relaxed seating regulations if it meant saving more lives" she adds, nodding to herself.
"We'll need someone to track these... mutants back to wherever's their lair, someone who can either fight or scare them off, a doctor, and me, who can fly us out of harm's way"

>>980562
Yeah you're gonna get rockets put on it or something and get some kind of protection to not die in space. Easy.

You heard what I said!

Flying scooters isn't really my department. I'm going to see an expert, now.

"The mega-corporation that took over the world intentionally fired all their non-predatory-business employees and now nobody in charge knows how to use trillions of dollars' worth of infrastructure and technology to save the world, so the corpos did the corporate thing and threw wage slaves at the problem. Hence my lack of funding.

Please help me I want to live to see myself in your bed tomorrow."

>>980562
Well, Watcher Shafthound, I managed to weasel out three ways of getting to the station from my drunkard of a boss. Attempting to cut the red tape at the wizarding tower would be one, but I'd probably get distracted by the Headmistress's enormous... power. The next best option is to take the stairs in a mostly abandoned military base, but I'm not that desperate, yet. So, that leaves me with convincing someone who rightfully hates my boss to upgrade the company scooter.
I'm in over my head, and although I want to live, I don't want to die with any regrets, so you may have to deal with some shitty one liners and more than a few passes at you.

>>980272
Attack the nearest too and take them as hostage, time to "negotiate".

A. and make sure they are debilitating attacks of some sort, be it knock out, tie-up, shock, or stun. Just make sure they are neutralized (as in taken out of combat).

>>980272
A, Surprise!!!

A. Surprise attack!

A. Shoot first, ask for surrender later when they're spooked.

I feel like that stewardess uniform wasn't worth it. I mean, who actually keeps up with the trials and tribulations of airline stewardess uniforms? Probably would have been a lot cheaper to just get a decent uniform that wasn't a rare collectible. Hell, one could have probably bought several statues with that kind of money.

--

To be honest, this is going pretty well and they seem genuine, which is really surprising.

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Before you get too far on food, you may want to make sure you both are down for food with taffy. Idk what the average opinion of taffy in food is in this universe, but I find the idea absolutely repulsive. It would be a good idea to double check just in case. I mean, what if they don't care for taffy? They could even be allergic to taffy. Regardless, just double check.

gotta go with pizza!! maybe you guys can sample each others orders :3

ask him what games he's into lately!! and then ask if its (local) multiplayer...

I don't think your swag rating is why you're friends, honestly. It could come back to haunt later, but pizza seems perfect.

Gotta get him in that stewardess outfit asap, somehow. It'll have to be after the pizza, but you can start dropping hints about how excited you are to see it.

Get Pizza (maybe let him order something else if that's not his thing), then utilize maximum playfulness to get him into that stewardess uniform!
(after you're completely done with the pizza, that shit's messy)

Get some Taffy Pizza.

2/2 Blobbish 2020/11/04(Wed)00:23 No. 980352 ID: 7f716e
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The Prisoner seems to be stirring in the depths of the Deep Lurk.
It makes you feel guilty for the pain it causes.

>What has awaken in the Deep Lurk?

voices in your head awoke in the Deep Lurk.

Hi

>>980353

Yeah! Just some old friends out of the Lurk for a stroll through your head nightman. You don't mind do you?

>What has awoken in the Deep Lurk?
The minions of Slaanesh, Goddess of Perversion and Lust.

And your mom.

>>980352
A mustachioed mistake, locked away for its gluttony.

So is this the viscount or one of the viscount's aids?

Speaking of the Viscount what do you know of them and have you ever seen them in person before?

You said your brother went the way of the dodo, right?

Well...

This person appears to be wearing a key around hos or her neck, which may match your chastity belt. You said yourself that you cannot unlock it. Someone must be able to.

This may be one the your sisters of your order who is used to under-cover operations.

This may also be the viscount, wearing a particularly depraved costume. That is the sort of party you are to go to.

Do not over-react. Firmly but politely extricate yourself, and insist that this being identify himself.

Use this as an opportunity to practice dealing with unwelcome and unexpected situations without over-reacting. Soon, to do so may reveal your identity.

You are supposed to be good at self-control. Yes? Exercise it.

Genevieve is your name?

>>980113
Hmm we need less make up

>>979774
You are dirt poor. Take the food and make friends. It's not like you have a *real* job, even if you should be gathering folks for the townhall.

It also lets you spite Rocker a bit by taking some of his food. Eat.

What's your money situation, again? Right.

Get used to saying "yes" to free food.

Make sure you've eaten some before you gently probe into whether this is terrorists or spec ops. either way, probably wise to give the whole thing plenty of space

It’s free food, and Luvi is there. She may be a lot, but she’s a friend and that counts for a lot. I’d say a meal with a friend is absolutely worth your time. Rocker doesn’t even seem that bad, gruff sure, but not outright hostile. Sitting with him doesn’t sound that bad.

Bring up some topics while you eat: like what she’s doing down there, and if she knows of any jobs that you might be able to do. Either for her, or anyone she knows.

Free food is free food Mac. You can't really afford to pass up on that.

>>979687
Smidge early to do that. Maybe if you panic REALLY badly and/or need to say something distracting?

>>979702
Ugh, no. The eyes might be that color due to a genetic condition, perhaps?

>>979685
Anyway, yea, she's obviously coming from some kind of bad place. She'll open up when she can trust you or she won't, no judgement! So positive, forward-looking comments it is!

Consider for a moment a what-if scenario where the presence of this woman someday makes your life like some sort of speculative fiction -- urban fantasy, science fiction, some sort of weird conspiracy laden spy thriller, or heaven forbid, horror, and vow to yourself right now to not panic if evidence that is the case ever shows up!

>>979752
>>979753
I think the update just didn't show the clothes that were unpacked.

Ask what classes she's taking?

>>979685
maybe ask if she'd like to explore with you (if neither of you already fully know your way about) and check if you guys have any classes together

MQ FINAL Blobbish 2020/10/30(Fri)23:21 No. 980111 ID: 7f716e
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My dearest Millie,


I seat myself this afternoon to inform of my health. Although I am still alive and able to get around, it seems a bout of bad luck is content to bite at my heels.
My health is not good. Mr. Garrett says I’ve contracted pneumonia, but he believes I will make it through. The gods willing, I will be back on the road come winter.

The rest of the family is all well, though Cousin Mortimer has decided to take the wife and children and leave for Hyujen. I am happy to say I have had little experience of things of war, but it disturbs my faith in my studies to see a man such as Mortimer uproot himself from his home and start a new life in a foreign land. Perhaps we must reevaluate our beliefs to keep our families safe. However, this is not the entire purpose for which I send this letter. I believe it was 21st of June that I sent you a cash letter for Two Oxet. If It has arrived by now, I pray that you were shrewd with your finances as I have always taught you, for my misfortunes unfortunately ask that some of it may be spent.

For one, a few weeks ago my cart was attacked by some manner of wild beast, and a new axle will have to be ordered from the Thompsons.

I have managed a bargain for a new Ox which I will be bringing with me this winter, so please have the old plow repaired by the time I return.

Also, please get a quote from Terry Williams for an expanded fence, as I will want to set up a bigger harvest next year.

And finally, please inform the Bakers family that I will not be home in time for the festival, so they need not bother with the usual cake for me this year.

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The axle will probably need to be shipped, so that had better be done right away. Checking on the current condition of the plow would also be a good idea.

Also, do we have a treat for the dog? He did a good job.

>>980111
I think the axle is the only truly time sensitive task here, but you can also talk to the Bakers since that's quickly done.

Focus on the axle and the bakers. Without the former, your father's journey will become perilous or impossible. The latter is free, and it would not do to have the bakers waste resources like that; best to warn them before it's time for the festival.

>>980119
truly you must be delusional! The most time sensitive task is petting our good boy doggo who brought us pa's letter! Then we should go get a new axle for pa.

How soon until the festival Millie? Also what does the festival celebrate?