Bend over and get to digging that sword out.

Sofia 2022/07/19(Tue)13:12 No. 1038607 ID: 4ef090
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As you move along, the thought enters your mind to kiss Chester, but that’s probably not, she wouldn’t want, this isn’t the right, no!!

You barely know her! She barely knows you! She doesn’t even know about your Secret, something you will never tell anyone. If she did know, she would hate you and leave you, and then you’d be all alone on a dangerous mountain.

All the same, you’ve definitely gotten a few good looks at her figure, and can’t help but fantasize about gently caressing her soft body, about how nice her paws would feel on your beak and chest as she pressed you against the wall, her tail wrapping around your leg as she-

You shake your head. You were so lost in thought you didn’t even realize you’d made it to a new camping spot. You must have been thinking about that for hours…

Like the last camp, this one looks like it was used in the past. Rocks arranged around a small firepit, and an overhanging rock provides shelter from the elements.

Chester starts unpacking for the night. You have more than a week’s worth of rations between you, so you don’t need to go foraging. Never hurts to add to your resources tho.

What do you want to do?

A. Forage for food
B. Help Chester
C. Scout Ahead
D. Something else?

>>1038607
If you would never tell anyone about your Secret why is that a prerequisite for kissing? What is this secret anyway, did you kill someone?

D: take it easy.
Or, if laziness isn't your thing, B.

B, help Chester out and enjoy each other's company. Continue to imagine kissing her.

C, go look on ahead/around the area and let Chester handle the camp setup again.

C, make sure there is nothing dangerous around the camp.

B. Build that bond!

>>1038607

WHATS WITH THESE LAME OPTIONS, LOOK HERE BIRD BOY... or what ever you are. LETS CUT TO THE MEAT AND FOREGO THE FIBER.

Tell Chester "Things are going to get HARDCORE" we need to start making some REAL headway. Get things done. Solve Mysteries. GET THE HEAVY STUFF LIFTED.

We need tea and biscuits before sleeping.

>Secret
SPILL THE BEANS BIRDBOY, WHAT IS IT?
I would go with A. Food is important.

>>1038607
C. Establish a perimeter, see what's off the beaten path. Maybe rub one out so you're not thinking with your other head

>>1038607
A.

B, help her get the fire going without spending half of her outfit

Sofia 2022/07/19(Tue)19:25 No. 1038650 ID: 4ef090
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You decide to help Chester out.
Millie 3-1=2
Chester 1+1=2
Total 4

By working together you barely manage to avoid killing yourselves trying to light the fire. Maybe it’s because you can’t stop thinking about kissing Chester. You’re also exhausted from the nightmare last night. Maybe Chester is feeding off your anxious energy, plus her continued streak of bad castings is hanging over her. Whatever the reason, you each had a difficult time getting things going, but together were just able to stave off disaster and get a decent fire going with fairly minimal losses. The extra thread from the sword helped as well.

“I’m starting to wonder if we could do without fire altogether,” Chester mutters as she tosses some ingredients into her skillet.

You help out with dinner prep, and the two of you eat in quiet comfort. Spirits are a little lower than this morning, but still fairly high.

You get to thinking about your Secret… well, your father’s secret that was now yours.

Your father had traveled far and wide, learning much about the natural world, and just as much about the unnatural world. Some of the notes he left in the journals were incomprehensible, scratchy letters and figures you could never quite make sense of no matter how much you poured over them.

And then suddenly one day, you did understand. The writing flowed into your mind, wrapping around it with unfathomable truths about the nature of the universe, knowledge of the very fabric of reality clawing at your soul. You locked the books away and hid them where neither you nor anyone else could find them again, but the damage was done. You understood things about the world that you shouldn’t have.

You shudder thinking about it. You made a promise to yourself to never practice the things you learned. Sacred threading techniques that could do far greater harm than good.

Not that you could even if you wanted to. You needed a special tool for it, and you only got a glimpse into the forbidden knowledge. Still, it was just enough knowledge… and if you had the tool…

You try to shake it out of your mind. Chester could never know what you know. Perhaps literally. And not knowing could terrify her. Best if you kept it to yourself.

Chester is plucking away at her banjo again. You got so lost in thought you didn’t even notice at first.

Make a little small talk while you wistfully stare at her banjo prep!
"...We had a kinda busy day, huh?"

She seems like an observant folk, you are NOT gonna be able to hide the fact you are hardcore crushing on her.
B, see if you can whip up a conversation while helping... or "helping" as I feel is gonna happen

fuck I'm late oops, WELL WHAT I SAID IS STILL TRUE
I think is is the kind to be more intrigued if you managed to get her to follow you up a mountain, heading towards the Giant Golden Thread, where you are almost certainly gonna come across those secrets anyway in some form, other knowers drawn by the knowledge to the mount... and hey wouldn't you know it, you happen to have some scrap metal that you need to find a use for, and a nice tool would do JUST the trick

Tell a story about your past while she preps to feel better. She might share one too. Not the secret, obviously.

Dance when she is ready to play.

and... one last thing although making three posts in a row is crazy rude... no one else has even made it to the thread before, and it has been tried, you may well not GET a choice Millie

>>1038650
Let me guess. Reality is ALSO made of threads?

Talk about your family, and the city you used to live in.

Arcane elder knowledge can be held off with a good meal and happy thoughts. What's a good story you can tell?

>>1038650

Look, this secret thing you got? DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT. You got bigger fish to fry up and chow down on, and buddy? There's always a bigger fish in sea.

Speaking of Big Fish, that sounds like a dream. You know, I've barely payed attention but just what in sam's hell is your dream? Or is it "OUR" dream? Regardless, we ought to figure out what we're going to do with this weird thread when we get it since it seems like a thing we "dream" about it.

Also, is there a reason why we don't wear pants? It's not important but it's something to wonder about. When did we lose them? How did we lose them? Is someone walking around with our pants at this moment? Somehow it seems like a bigger issue than a dream or secret.

Uff, that sounds bad. Some say ignorance is bliss, so i guess it comes from people in your situation. What did happened to your Father?

Try to focus on the song, it might help you ease the stress.

>>1038650
try asking chester to help you sleep with a song you need to get some rest for tomorrow

Sofia 2022/07/25(Mon)09:37 No. 1039202 ID: 4ef090
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"Kinda busy today, huh?" You say idly, trying to make conversation

"Yeah, I think we covered more ground than yesterday. And then there was that weird clearing. What's that about?"

"No idea."

"Mm, hm hm. Maybe I'll make up a story then." She begins to pluck out a tune, humming to herself.

It's peaceful. Maybe you've got nothing to be worried about after all.

"So," she says suddenly, "land of the moss. Tell me about that. You sang a song last night, now I wanna hear stories."

You chuckle, thankful for the distraction. "Well, lots of featherkin live there, tho we're not the only ones. A lot of our trade revolves around harvest and the things we make and sell from the fruits of the field."

"You're near the Crestal Sea, aren't you?"

You nod. "that's why there's so much moss. Everything is wet, always. I love it tho. When it rains it smells wonderful. The salt of the sea and the crisp of the green, it's something you never forget."

"Beautiful." She reaches and stirs the skillet.

"What about you? You always been near the mountain?"

"Practically. I'm from Froasting originally, but I don't remember much of it. My parents inherited the inn from my greats on my mom's side, and I lived there every since." She shrugs, " it's not bad, Snowloaf is an hour's train away, so, you know. I'm not so lonely. Most of the time."

Sofia 2022/07/25(Mon)09:38 No. 1039203 ID: 4ef090
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You enjoy the meal and continue to chatter for a time before finally bedding down for the night.

You tuck into your bedroll, breathing a quiet prayer to a god you haven't worshipped for many years. Maybe they'll bless your sleep this time.

[5-1=4]

Perhaps the old superstition works, or you're just that tired. You have a decent sleep with no nightmares tonight.

(Your penalty is removed when you wake.)

"Hey, uh, so.. can I wear your poncho today?"

You open your eyes to see Chester with a blanket wrapped around her, her outfit folded neatly beside her. She blushes but continues to look at you intently.

"How long have you been vibrating?"

"Whatever, sure, go nuts. As long as I get the hat and apron too."

Outfit swap time!

Outfit swap! Take the neat pile of clothes she laid out for you to put on, undress under your own blanket, and toss her your poncho.

>>1039208
Nah, fuck it. Change right in front of her, get her comfortable enough with you to do the same

Okay, so what you do is ask her to turn around, and lay out your poncho next to you so you're both facing away from each other for a moment!

Change right in front of her. No boner, nothing to hide.

>>1039203
Her vibe is infectious. Get a little excited yourself.

Allright, time to swap clothes.

Why? There’s always a catch. Is it cursed?

>>1039208
>>1039212
Support, this is cute.
Don't change in front of her. You're too shy for that.

>>1039209
Second

Change back to back.

Outfit swap! Outfit swap! Outfit swap!

>>1039212
this cute

Get really excited for the clothing swap! And offer the poncho. However, your excitement is hidden as you both change back to back in your blankets each.

Sofia 2022/07/30(Sat)20:32 No. 1039566 ID: 4ef090
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"Wha-what …? Oh, the… yeah," you rub the sleep out of your eyes. "Just gimme a sec. Uh, can you turn around?"

"Ok, just toss it to me and you turn away too."

The two of you turn away from each other. You leave everything but the gun in the pockets and remove the poncho. You feel weird without it, very exposed and vulnerable.

You toss it to Chester and pull her outfit over. It sure smells like her. You stand up and slip into the dress, tying the apron around your waist, and don the hat as well. She didn’t give you the shoes, which is fine, she probably needs them more than you do.

“How do I look?” you ask as you turn around.

Sofia 2022/07/30(Sat)20:33 No. 1039567 ID: 4ef090
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Chester is wearing your poncho, still bouncing excitedly.

She looks you up and down. “You actually look pretty cute in my clothes!”

“Wahw,” you croak bashfully, “th-thank you. You look good in my poncho too.”

Sofia 2022/07/30(Sat)20:33 No. 1039568 ID: 4ef090
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You get ready to venture on for the day. Since her arms are covered, Chester can’t carry the backpack, which means it’s your turn to carry it today. Thankfully you got a full night’s rest and should be full of energy.

[4]

It’s a little heavy, but nothing you can’t manage. You might not get as far today, but you won’t hurt yourself carrying everything.

The trees start thinning out as you climb, and by midday you can see over top of the forest. Mostly scrub brush from here forward.

You move on up. The path is growing noticeably less well tread, grass becomes more sparse, and eventually you’re in mostly rocky terrain.

The way forward is much narrower, many gaps and thin ledges you have to carefully navigate, but you don’t have much trouble with

Something catches your periphery from across the gap and you instinctively duck. [5]

Sofia 2022/07/30(Sat)20:33 No. 1039569 ID: 4ef090
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TCHUNKH!!

A mirror-polished scissorblade is stuck in the rock above you. “What the fuck??” You yell, falling back.

Sofia 2022/07/30(Sat)20:33 No. 1039570 ID: 4ef090
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You look out across the gap, following a line of purple thread from from the blade handle to a lone figure perched atop a peak some distance from you. They jump atop the line and dart across it, headed directly for you and Chester.

Open fire!

>>1039570
A villain! This won’t do at all. Attempt to sever or otherwise disturb the thread such that the assailant loses their balance

I want to use our broken Half of a Scissorblade to cut the thread as they are running across...

but uhhh... what if they're a potential friend?

Cut that thread. Then ask them "what the heck that was rude" because that really was rude

>>1039570
Just cut the line.

Hit them with the Heavy Push,
Hit the thread with Heavy Cut!
(vibrating/bouncing Chester is adorable)

use a push to knock them off (or hopefully sending them flying), if they zipline on the thread use heavy cut on the thread

>>1039573
Friends don't usually try to take your head off by throwing a gigantic sword at you, which WOW is terrifying written out.
They are on a line, and hopefully their balance ain't superhuman because you gotta use that PUSH bullet at them... assuming you remember which spells are where in your gun, I hope you do otherwise you're rolling a D6 to see which spell your shooting

>>1039570
Hey Cut, heavy push on next round if they get close. They clearly don't want to talk.

Why not both? A heavy push and good cut on the line! It'll build some distance!

>>1039570
No time to formulate a big plan. Absolutely use the Heavy Cut on the thread if you can; that should at least make things awkward for them on the jump to you.
Are there small rocks directly next to Chester? If she's able to, she could drop a Light on one to create a strong source of light in an attempt to blind the attacker temporarily. Otherwise just stick close but try not to get hit!

That half scissor is ours now! Cut the rope!.

Cut the thread! This sword is now yours.

You have a Heavy Cut loaded, and it travels in an arc. With some aiming you can both cut the line and fire toward him to try to prevent him from jumping toward you.
But don't expect him to be defeated that easily, he still has some thread to use to reach where you are with whatever magic he knows.

Hop on top of the scissor-blade and ride it like you're at a rodeo!

Sofia 2022/08/06(Sat)23:37 No. 1040245 ID: 4ef090
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“Chester, cut the rope!” you yell.
She hands you a chopping knife out of the backpack and begins trying to sever the thread with the old scissorblade. It seems to do more damage to your knives than the thread. “Fuck, it’s been enchanted, I don't think we can cut it!”

Sofia 2022/08/06(Sat)23:37 No. 1040246 ID: 4ef090
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“Cover your ears,” you say as you pull out the revolver and take aim at the thread. They’re halfway across the gap. You let out a slow breath. You pull the trigger.
[4]
The gun explodes, kicking up hard as you fire a Heavy Cut round at the thread. It collides with the line with a blinding purple flash, and digs deeper into the rock beneath, cutting a thick chunk out of the ground.

Sofia 2022/08/06(Sat)23:37 No. 1040247 ID: 4ef090
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The purple assailant drops into the trees far below along with the rest of the thread. A couple seconds of silence. An uncomfortable, muffled crack. Several birds stir from their nests, taking off into the midday sky.

“What the hell was that?” Chester asks, peering over the edge.

“No idea.” You tug at the sword stuck in the stone. It’s wedged in pretty firmly, but with a little bit of work you manage to free it. “Nice of them to leave us a gift tho.” You hand it over to Chester.

She takes it and examines it. “It’s immaculate,” she says in awe, “Purple.. hmm.. that’s a popular color in Froasting I think… but I don’t know if it really means anything about who attacked us.” she winces, “that crack… do you think they’re still alive?”

“Not after a fall like that, no way.” You dust yourself off and lay a hand on Chester’s shoulder. “You gonna be ok?”

“Y-yeah I’ll be fine,” she says, “Just shaken. Let’s keep going.”

As night falls, you make camp among some scrub brush. You’re both still on edge from the encounter, and have decided to take turns keeping watch. Which of you will take the first turn?

Chester, then you. It gets more dangerous later layer in the night, so it's best we offer to keep watch during the later shift and Chester watches first. Plus itll give time for Chester's dress to mend after we used our revolver.

I think as we have a ranged weapon, we should take the first watch. And with it being loud as well, since it's a gun, it can wake Chester up in case of an attack.

Chester first.

Oh yes, we should also reload our revolver, our ammo is precious.

Make sure you check on Chester. Likely her first run in with taking a life. Self defense or not. You can take first watch.

whichever can wind down enough to sleep first, I imagine... but you should probably take first watch, just in case Mystery Man survived and only like, broke a leg or something

>>1039566
>>1040245
>>1040247
ngl birb boi looks like wife material in those clothes.

Take first watch, Chester probably don't want to be awake alone right now.
And remember to reload.

Sofia 2022/08/17(Wed)16:33 No. 1041101 ID: 4ef090
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Chester fares better with the fire this time, making good use of the extra thread from the broken sword.
[2+1=3] 

“How are you holding up?” you ask as you work on cooking, “I don’t suppose you’ve ever been in a situation like that before, huh?”

She nods quietly. She plucks away at her banjo, holding the strings so they don’t make too much noise. "Guess we know why most people don't come back now huh."

Sofia 2022/08/17(Wed)16:33 No. 1041102 ID: 4ef090
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"I guess so," you say, "I certainly didn't expect mountain assassins. Try not to worry about it too much tho.  That was a pretty solid crack, so I think we’re probably safe from them now."
[1]

Chester looks like she's going to be sick at the thought of someone falling that hard, and stops playing her banjo. "Nobody expects to be assassinated," she snaps.

Sofia 2022/08/17(Wed)16:33 No. 1041103 ID: 4ef090
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You eat in silence and after cleaning up you reload the Heavy Cut round into your pistol. Chester curls up to sleep, and you take the first watch. [1]

You sit and watch the fire, listening for any sort of noise. You don't hear anything. You don't see anything. Just the fire.

Just the fire.

Just the fire.

The flames crackle and consume the wood, and someday, they say to you, someday they'll consume everything. It's just like you remember from the journals. Thread burns, worlds crumble, fire cleanses the remains. That's how it all ends, in fire, unceasing, unrelenting, burning forever.

You're so lost in your thoughts that you don't notice anything around you for several hours, so totally absorbed by the dancing lights as they draw the wretched texts to the front of your mind.

Sofia 2022/08/17(Wed)16:33 No. 1041104 ID: 4ef090
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You're in a crumpled heap on the ground. Tree sap and pine needles are stuck to you. Your cloak is tangled up around you, torn badly from the descent through the branches. You lay there as searing pain coursing through your body.

Sofia 2022/08/17(Wed)16:33 No. 1041105 ID: 4ef090
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You need to get up and either finish your job, or return to camp to mend yourself. You shakily push yourself off the ground and clamber to your feet. Your left arm is cracked and splintered very badly. A thick ichorous fluid is escaping it, dripping slowly onto the earth. You lurch and vomit even more of the dark fluid. There's no way you're just popping this one back into place.

Mother would be so disappointed in you.

You're somewhere halfway down the mountain. Once you get out of the trees you think you can find your way back to your camp.

Your cloak is in a bad state. You can maybe cast one or two spells before it's destroyed entirely.

Your legs seem to be fine enough to walk, but you're losing fluid quickly. Should you tend to your arm, or try to find your way back to camp? Or should you try to find the intruders climbing the mountain first?

If we keep letting ourselves lose fluid we might not make it back to camp, even if we were to try and find our way back first. Fixing that up takes priority.

Yea it seems that if we have a spell to stop leaking ichor that seems like it would be good and important to use, as it seems we can move, which so long as we don't die on the way to camp it seems we can then properly restore ourselves.
But regardless I don't think we are in any shape to 'finish the job'

>>1041105
find the intruders. lets get em!

Well, you CERTAINLY need to deal with your wounds before doing anything, take a moment to remember what, exactly, is at your camp, and if nothing useful, head towards the intruders

Plug your wound.

Plug wound...
Use underwear since using up the rest of your magic cloak for a wound would be bad. The magic cloak will regenerate and keep you concealed later.

Deal with your arm.

stop bleeding, then return to camp to resupply.

you're half dead and nearly out of supplies, now is not a good time to hunt, now is a good time to lick your wounds and gather more gear to replace what was lost.

Your arm needs to be tended to as soon as possible. Offing the intruders afterwards should be a piece of cake, they clearly have no idea what they're doing if they tried to sever your thread with fucking cutlery.

>>1041175
This. Patch the big immediate problem, but save the threads. And becoming nude is also a nice bonus.

I don't think they're wearing clothing, their body looks like they're akin to a living doll or a puppet and those are simply differently colored segments.

Use some of your cloak remnants to patch the arm if I'm correct about this.

Sofia 2022/08/18(Thu)03:08 No. 1041205 ID: 847c2c
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You spit more of the black goop out and examine your wooden arm as best as you can. It's splintered roughly in a way that you can't just snap back into place. Garland will probably have to build a new one. Again.

You tear a strip of fabric off your tattered cloak and wrap it as tightly as you can around the break, and with a curse, you cast Hold. The fabric grips your arm firmly, stopping the fluid in you from leaking out. You let out a gasp as the pain surges, then fades back to a bearable threshold. That's one problem solved.

Sofia 2022/08/18(Thu)03:08 No. 1041206 ID: 847c2c
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You look upwards into the sky. The stars are starting to light up. You recognize certain constellations, and have a better idea of where you are. You start walking.

Hatred courses through you at the thought of those two idiots climbing your goddess' sacred mountain. Every few years some 'noble knight' or 'eager adventurer' shows up thinking they can just trample all over the mountain. Thanks to you, none of them ever succeed.

"P-pathetic, really," you hiss to nobody, and spit out another mouthful of ichor, "didn't even do a good j-job of hk.. killing me..."

You stumble along, slowly working your way back to a familiar trail. "No, I'm.... I'm pathetic... weak, broken doll... c-can't even protect her mountain from two nobodies..." You stop and cough, more black fluid dripping down your front. You march onwards.

You can see their fire far up above you. You curse again. Even if you still had your sword, your good arm is now your worst arm. Your cloak is in tatters, almost useless. You're sure they would kill you if you tried to attack now. Best thing to do is head back to Garland.

Sofia 2022/08/18(Thu)03:08 No. 1041207 ID: 847c2c
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Hours pass, but eventually you do find the trail, and it's not much longer before you slump against a tree near your camp.

"Garland, I'm back."

A bright green slime garbed in blue and white looks up from their prayer by the fire and sighs at the sight of you. "Oh no... you played rough again, didn't you, Wreathe."

"Please, spare me the sermon. I lost a lot of pride and blood today."

"Mmhm, I can see that. So it went very badly then?"

"Shit, no it was great actually, I threw myself down the mountain for the hell of it."

Sofia 2022/08/18(Thu)03:08 No. 1041208 ID: 847c2c
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Garland wrinkles her snout at the cursing, but doesn't reply. She rises and comes to examine you. "Mmm... this one is very bad. And it's your sword arm too." She sighs, "I can't fix it. You're going to have to wait for me to make you a new arm."

"Wh-what, no, I can't let them get to the peak! Garland, please, there has to be something you can do to fix me now. Can't you mend it or splint it, or, or, something?"

Garland looks at you with pity in her eyes. "You know I can't. Your body was literally built to resist the power of thread magic. I could spend a week or so trying to bend the fibers back into place and glueing them together, but the quickest option is to wait for me to build you a new one, and that's going to take a couple of days."

You let out a defeated groan. You know she's right, and you hate it. "Alright. I'll wait. Thank you."

Garland's expression softens. "The best thing you can do right now is relax and pray. They won't reach the peak for several more weeks at their pace. You can afford a few days to recover."

"Pray they die in their sleep," you grumble, "they're walking on hallowed ground, HER ground."

Sofia 2022/08/18(Thu)03:08 No. 1041209 ID: 847c2c
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"Mother will understand. Be a good doll for her and rest. Pray." She rises and returns to the fire, where she begins rummaging around her bag for tools.

You settle down as comfortably as you can near the fire. There's a little bit of food in your bag, some bread and fruits. You suddenly realize you're incredibly hungry.

A. Pray
B. Eat

>>1041209
A.

Have you considered talking to intruders? Tell them to leave?

Had you done a better job they'd already be dead for even attempting to REACH her ground. Pray for forgiveness. You'll do better next time.

B

You won't recuperate if you don't eat.

>>1041209
Pray you were given an easier job in life.

>>1041209
B. Eat and recover your strength.

Honestly, that was an extremely stupid thing you did. You put yourself in a position that allowed them to not only cut your thread and drop you down the mountain, but it also allowed them to keep your weapon.

A

PrAy

>>1041212
I dunno, we seem kinda like a robot-thing. Are praying and eating really mutually exclusive?
Pray and eat at the same time if we can, otherwise Pray. (then eat)