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953402 No. 953402 ID: fd2dfa

So after some deliberation, I decided instead of waiting, I'll try to run this alongside the civgame. My train of thought is in the discussion below(not gonna make a new thread for this, it's gonna be one chapter only).

This is a very NSFW quest! Expect nudity, violence, gore, non-con, sexual intercourse of hetero and homoerotic natures, confusing story lore, cryptic bullshit, borked updates, and stupid names

Discussion - https://questden.org/kusaba/questdis/res/129715.html
Wiki - https://questden.org/wiki/The_Family_Business (I swear I'll actually do something to this page. Someday...)
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No. 953403 ID: fd2dfa
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(1/4)
Running. You've been running for a long time. Days? Months? You never stopped. The rising and falling of the dawn ball blend together. But you don't stop running. After what you saw, you are afraid to stop.
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(2/4)
Then you stop. There is pain. Noise. Words possibly. Flashes of green. Red. The others scream as you-
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No. 953405 ID: fd2dfa
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953405

(3/4)
It is day. You remember. You are gol-Guk. You still have your child name as your tongue was split as a cub. You could not speak and thus could not speak your Bloom name. Others call you Guk the Quiet One, Guk the Silent, or simply Guk Splittongue. You are the largest, the quietest, and for some reason that made you leader of the Odd Ones. You and the other Odd Ones fled when the Metal Man destroyed your clan.
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No. 953406 ID: fd2dfa
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953406

(4/4)
A clan renowned among Gormoamhi, of hundreds of women and scores of men and countless females, reduced to this…

"The dawn ball is in the sky" moans the horned one. A name floats into your head. Oklak.

"No, see where it hangs in the sky? It is midday" the fat one groans. Tokrazar.

"Has the land above always been so cold?" One of the twins. Is that gol-Seqrar or gol-Saqrar?

"I do not think so Seq" his brother replies. That question is answered. “We must have traveled farther than we thought. Should we keep going?”

“No we cannot” the woman speaks. Her name. What was her name? Sizzala. That’s it. “The rain comes soon. Do you not feel it?”

“What of rain?” Oklak grunts. “We are Gormoamhi. We are strong.”

“Strong yes, but rain does not kill. It makes you cold. Cold makes you sick. And sick kills you as easy as Dah-een blade.”

Their bickering continues. It makes your head hurt.
>Respond now.
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No. 953420 ID: 094652

Assert your authority with a large panda sneeze.

Yes, you can't stay in the rain too long. But suck it up! Neither will the pansy slavers. You need to run to shelter, something hard to find.
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No. 953424 ID: c8eb7b

Tell them to shut up or sign them, whatever. Then figure out your options. Sizzala says we need shelter during rain but what if there is none? What then?
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No. 953430 ID: 6e6f32

Get up. Gather wood.
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No. 953455 ID: c8eb7b

>>953430
Actually yeah, changing my vote to this. Find out what all the members are good at, and assign them jobs based on what their strengths are.

Those jobs being "get wood" and "build shit"
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No. 953460 ID: fd2dfa
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953460

Sneeze coming
"Hrr-CHOOO!"

"See? Guk is taller! He gets colder faster than the rest of you" Sizzala points. "We must find shelter and wait out the rain season.
:Sizzala: gol-a-Sizzala, she is Tokrazar's daughter and the only woman to survive the massacre. She's odd because as a pup she declared she would be her father's mate and no other. That wasn't strange. What was strange was she took her claim seriously once she blossomed into womanhood and refused to spread her legs for anyone but her father. When others tried to force her, blood was spilled, oaths made, and violence was committed without Sizzala touching her assailants. That was when it was clear Sizzala inherited her father's touch of magic. She's strong in it. It might also be why she occasionally says odd things.

"With what? There is no shelter here"Oklak retorts
:oklak:goso-Oklak, the only east born Gormoamhi in the clan. He had come over when his clan-home was destroyed by a combined force of hoo-man, and things he called 'Sang-Naj'. You don't know what those were, but then the rest of his clan was hunted by the 'Jass-nid' when they fled here. He is odd because he has a horn. That is Odd. Gormoamhi grow horns but they fallout at manhood and womanhood. Oklak say all his people keep their horns all their life. If a horn falls off, another grows back. It's odd. He is the fastest hunter, and best tracker. It is why the clan tolerated him. Also he is a man. And having more men in a clan is great status for the clan matriarchs no matter how odd they are.


:Sizzala:"Of course not stupid! We go to the forest" Sizzala replies impatiently "Seq can build us shelter in there."
:Seqrar:gol-Seqrar and his brother were born on the same day. They are not like other men. They are timid. They also like to make things. Seqrar watched the Forge-mistress and Craft-mistress as they trained new Sisters on building things. They tolerated him as he did not interrupt the lessons and only worked on the discarded scraps. He also stole many of their tools but they never caught him. He can build many things with wood and stone and metal. Other men scoff at his skills in woman-work. But they're dead and he's not.

:Seqrar:"I-I can?"

:Sizzala:"You see anyone else carry hammer and saw with us? You see your brother carry hammer or pick?"

:Saqrar:gol-Saqrar just wanted more meat. The other pups would take the best cuts and leave him with gristle. So he would sneak into the Cook-Mistress's chamber and learned to cut off the best choices of meat for himself and Seqrar. To hide his involvement, he had also learned to skin a carcass in the process, fashioning the hide and becoming quite skilled at leather work. He can butcher and animal quickly, and supply the camp with meat, bone, skin, and blood.

:Saqrar:"...I brought knives."

...he is also good with a knife

"Sizzala" Tok finally calms his daughter down. "Yelling solves nothing. You are right we should find shelter, but Oklak is also right in that we best hide ourselves. The open grassland is no place for Gormoamhi. If hoo-mans do not find us, then dah-een, or possibly even more ghost-skins."

:tokrazar:gol-gola-gom-Tokrazar is an old Man. His strength is starting to fade. But he is still strong enough to beat Oklak or the brothers senseless. His power is not his muscles though. He is skilled in magic. But a different magic than his daughter. He calls it 'Man-Magic' and Sizzala's skill as 'Woman-Magic'. You don't know what that means. But he is very good at it. He is Odd because he is old. The other men do not like old, and the women favored younger men. Also his daughter threatened death on any woman that tries to seduce her father. That might be a problem.

Sizz sniffs. :Sizzala:"Build shelter, don't, I don't care anymore. Stupid men can die for all I care."

You groan in annoyance.

>This is getting nowhere. Command them
>Speak
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No. 953465 ID: c8eb7b

"Nag nag nag. Everyone shut up. You made me leader so I will lead you now. Seq, taie tiur brother to start hathering building materials. Wood, rocks? Whatever you need. Oklak, look for a good place in the forest big enough to hide all of us and for the brothers to build. Sizz, seriously stop whining. Tok you're fine where you are. Do whatever you do to kake magic happen."
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No. 953466 ID: c8eb7b

>>953465
Damn you auto correct you failed me for the last time.

*take your
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No. 953488 ID: fd2dfa
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953488

:guk:"Nrrrrgh! Everyone shut up!"

:oklak:"...Guk?"

:tokrazar:"You speak?"

:guk:"I...speak" you are just as confused as them. You had always been Splittongue. You could never speak. Yet now you talk.

:sizzala:"How do you speak?"

:guk:"Rrrgh, does learning how help us find shelter? Does learning how make use escape? No. You made me leader so I will lead you now. Seq, take your brother to start gathering materials for your building. Wood, rocks? All that you need. Come back when finished.Oklak, look for a good place in the forest big enough to hide all of us and for the brothers to build then come back. We shall all carry the materials to the new camp.

:saqrar:"Does that mean?"

:guk:"NOW!"

:saqrar::seqrar"Yes Guk!"

The brothers scurry off into the woods, Oklak following soon after.

:Sizzala:"Guk this is strange. You should not be able to talk, not with your tongue. Magic is at work here."

:guk:"Woman-magic?"

:tokrazar:"No, woman magic is powerful, but it doesn't do this. It's not man-magic either. Maybe it has something to do with why we cannot remember the night before."

:guk:"You can't either?"

:sizzala:"I remember pain. And noise."

:tokrazar:"I remember a voice. Maybe it was an animal. It was not a sound of the forest, and I did not understand it. Nothing else..."
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No. 953489 ID: fd2dfa
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953489

Time passes. The Dawn Ball begins to set when Oklak returns. He found a cave. It is small, but better than nothing. Just in time for Seq and Saq to return with stones and branches. You and everyone share in the burden of carrying the brothers' collected haul to the shelter. It's very small.

:seqrar:"It is indeed small. We will have to all sleep on top of each other tonight to escape the rain. Tomorrow though I can start building a roof and maybe even walls to extend our shelter and give us space."

:guk:"And how much time do you need?"

:seqrar:"Most of my time will be gathering more materials. I will need...at least 10 armfuls of stone, and 20 armfuls of wood for it. Maybe 5 armfuls of branches and leaves to cover the top and keep rain from leaking in."

:guk:"Armfuls?"

:seqrar:"I never learned the Craft Mistresses measurements."
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No. 953490 ID: fd2dfa
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953490

In the end, you only gather ten 'armfuls' of stone and wood for Seqrar before the clouds come and rain makes it too cold to work.

Huddled around the fire, stomachs growling, the Odd Ones are silent for long a time. Then they begin to speak.

:seqrar:"My skin feels too tight."

:saqrar:"My chest feels too small, and my blood is too hot but too cold, it makes my stomach hurt."

:oklak:"Grrrg. My horn itches, and my fur stands but I am not in a fight" he runs a claw through his hair. "I cannot stand this."

:Tokrazar:"You have to. That is the curse of Gormoamhi. Man-magic runs through you though you cannot use it. It builds in you, and you must release it."

:oklak:"I don't know what you're saying old man. I just wish the clan was still whole. It has been a long time since I passed for so long without laying with another. All that's left is Sizz and she would kill me if I tried."

:sizzala:"I would" Sizz smirks. "One scratch is all I need and I could kill you faster than a Dah-een with a heavy sword."

:tokrazar:"Sizzala" Tok chides her. She strokes his hair and he just grumbles.

:oklak:"It may not be the Womens' Heat Season, but if the clan was whole, I would still be deep inside a female right now. I wouldn't even care if it was a dah-een or hoo-man."

:seqrar:"...I liked the blue haired pointy ear hoo-man."

:sizzala:"Those are called el-fu."

:seqrar:"The blue haired el-fu was nice" his brother nods quietly.

:oklak:"She was broken. It is amazing any Man wanted her outside us. Guk, didn't you use to lay with the El-fu? You liked her too. Who took her the night of the metal man?"

:guk:"gol-Horclok. He was burned in half by a ghost-skin they say."

:saqrar:"I still cannot understand how he speaks."

:oklak:"Ugh the ghost-skins" Oklak spits. "Bad luck the day we took them. We captured some the day the Metal Man attacked yeah? You know. I would still like to have been inside a ghost-skin. Just once to know how it feels like."

The band is getting wistful about home. They need distraction.

>Talk to Oklak about tracking tomorrow
>Talk to Seqrar about building
>Talk to Tokrazar and Sizzala about magic.
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No. 953496 ID: 094652

Ask about foraging.
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No. 953497 ID: 094652

Ask about foraging.
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No. 953503 ID: 6e6f32

Talk about Magic
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No. 953505 ID: 3f1b68

Talk about magic. I feel like we're gonna see that a lot.
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No. 953509 ID: a9af05

>>953490
Talk to Tokrazar and Sizzala about magic.
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No. 953522 ID: fd2dfa
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953522

:guk:"Tok, you spoke of magic earlier, what is it?"

:tokrazar:"You cannot use magic, why do you wish to learn?"

:guk:"I am curious."

Tok sighs. :tokrazar:"At least someone is. What do you wish to learn?”

:guk:“How do you make it work? How does it work? I have many questions.”

:tokrazar:“Then I will teach you as my master taught me. Sit” he commands. Taking a deep breath, he launches into a lecture, memorized from repeating himself for years and years.

:tokrazar:“Gormoamhi magic is power of Creation and Destruction. Man-Magic, and Woman-Magic. Woman-Magic is destruction. It burns, freezes, breaks. It takes blood and death and empowers a woman to bring greater death and destruction. It is direct, fast, and burns out quickly. A woman needs to crush hearts, smash brains, break bones, and spill blood to make their Woman-Magic work. Man-Magic however draws on Creation. It is indirect, it's power lingers, and Men like myself can harness it and capture it into vessels. Mostly we make talismans that can empower those who wear them. Thus a woman wears man-magic to make her woman-magic stronger. Her power empties bones of the chewy marrow, the blood that powers her magic, and leaves it a hollow vessel to be filled with Man-Magic" he holds up a cracked bone.

:oklak:"That doesn't explain why you said we are filled with Man Magic."

:tokrazar:"You are. You hold it in your body. A woman holds it in hers. Gormoamhi build it in their bodies all their lives. Men faster than women."

:oklak:"I still don't understand."

:tokrazar:"Then shut up and let me finish. Creation, the act of creation, making new life. That is what makes Man-Magic. When you release yourself, you release that power you gathered in your body so you can collect more."

:oklak:"...what?"

:seqrar:"...I think he means when you plant seed, in woman or female, that is what releases man magic."

:oklak:"So what, every time I plow a female I make Man-Magic? That's stupid."

:tokrazar:"No idiot" Tok reaches over and slaps the back of Oklak's head. "You are releasing power of creation. I harness it and make Man-Magic. Talismans hold that magic, often with a liquid that holds magic like blood, or seed."

:oklak:"That is also stupid."

:tokrazar:"I do not make these rules Oklak, I merely follow them. You wanted to know how Man-Magic works, I tell you. That is why you are feeling so anxious. You are swollen with power, with no release."

:saqrar:"Um...what about you Tok?"
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No. 953523 ID: fd2dfa
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953523

:sizzala:“I pleasure him every morning” Sizzala purrs coming in from the rain. "And I use his magic to split mountains."

:tokrazar:"Sizzala stop lying."

:sizzala:"Alright. I don't split the mountains."

Tok sighs in disgust.

The others ask Tok more questions, but they are all variations of the same, and none of them are answers that help you. The fire dies to embers, and everyone sleeps. All but you. You plan for the day tomorrow. Leadership burdens you. Much to do. But what shall be done?

>Assign roles for work tomorrow
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No. 953530 ID: 3f1b68

Looks like Tok and Sizz are a white and black mage respectively. We're up shit creek right now without food so Oklak should really focus on hunting tomorrow and so should you.

Saq can butcher what you bring back and we can use the hides as a tent cover to extend the reach of the cave shelter while Tok and Sizz can help Seq gather more wood and stone so everyone can chip in to building the moment they return.
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No. 953541 ID: fd2dfa
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953541

Day comes surprisingly quick on an empty stomach. Fighting past hunger, you order your Odd Ones on their various tasks. Oklak disappears into the forest to hunt while the rest of you gather materials for Seqrar to begin his work. Occasionally you spot an insect or small reptile you manage to catch and stuff in your mouth, but little else to sate your needs.

By midday, many had returned to Shelter for rest. A total of 20 armfuls of wood and stone were collected, with enough leaves and branches for covering. Seqrar took his pilfered tools and began shaping logs and branches.

Suddenly a large carcass of a food-beast is tossed into the clearing.
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No. 953542 ID: fd2dfa
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953542

:Oklak:"I found that. But I didn't kill it. This did"

He holds up a struggling form. It squirms and jerks in his grip, yelling obscenities in a language you barely understand but are quite familiar with.

:guk:"A Dah-een?"

:Oklak:"Yes. A Dah-een trapper. And a female no less. I can smell it on her. But this is a problem."

:seqrar:"Where there's one Dah-een...":saqrar:"There's more close by."
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No. 953544 ID: 094652

Bind and gag, but do not kill her. You can force her to make traps until you learn how to make them yourselves. Keep moving and take the light resources with you.
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No. 953545 ID: fd2dfa
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953545

:oklak:"Yes. And I can find them. I have her scent. I'll follow it back to her shelter."

:sizzala:"While we starve on a single foodbeast. You could be gone for weeks while this carcass will last us two, maybe three days at most" Sizz snaps.

Oklak growls :oklak:"Well do you have a suggestion? Woman-witch?"

Tok saunters up:tokrazar:"I do. I can make a Talisman of Return."

:oklak:"A what?"

:tokrazar:"A talisman, I take the essence of the Dah-een, and I harness power collected to make a Talisman that will be drawn to whatever place she thinks is home. Then anyone can find her shelter and Oklak can continue to hunt. It will take a lot of power to make though. Someone will have to claim the Dah-een and let me harvest their power afterwards."

Oklak seems much more 'interested' now. :oklak:"I can do it! I can claim the Dah-een!"

:sizzala:"Pfeh! And then you are too tired to hunt. Guk is leader! Guk should claim the Dah-een!"

While you don't say anything, the prospect of you getting claim rights as leader, 'interests' you as well.

:Oklak:"I FOUND DAH-EEN! MY CLAIM" he snarls at Sizz.

Tok steps between them, :tokrazar:"If you don't shut up, I will make Saqrar claim Dah-een just to snub you both."

:saqrar:"M-me?"

:sizzala:"Another possibility. Saqrar can butcher the carcass. Harvest the blood. Give me the heart, and brain, and organs. I can burn it all and get enough Woman-Magic to rip memories from Dah-Een. I can tell you where her shelter is. Daddy can use magic when Guk plows Dah-een to make a different talisman. Anything. Oklak can find Dah-een shelter then."

:oklak:"But Guk claims the Dah-een."

:sizzala:"He would claim the Dah-een if you went and scouted for her shelter."

:oklak:"Rrryou grmjsmrblblmm..."

The dah-een female has grown silent. You suspect it knows you are debating her fate.

>Go with Oklak's plan (Guk will claim her tonight)
>Go with Tokrazar's plan (Can decide if Oklak or Guk will claim her)
>Go with Sizzala's plan(Guk will claim her)
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No. 953546 ID: 094652

Sizzala
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No. 953547 ID: 3f1b68

>>953545
Tok's plan would let Guk search for the other dah-een while oklak keeps hunting. And if Oklak is going to be a baby about it, then give baby his bottle.
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No. 953551 ID: 3f1b68

>>953546
Actually nevermind. Sizzala's plan would do that too. Changing to Sizzala, screw Oklak
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No. 953553 ID: 8f49e9

Tokrazar's plan, Oklak.
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No. 953554 ID: 9876c4

I second screw Oklak.
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No. 953556 ID: ae8ec4

>>953545
>Go with Sizzala's plan(Guk will claim her)
Tell Oklak that the state of the clan needs emergency actions. He will have opportunities to claim in the future.
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No. 953572 ID: 1a6f80

>Go with Sizzala's plan
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No. 953593 ID: fd2dfa
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953593

Second night. Second rain. But downpour was not the only sound that evening. With the shelter extended, the other men took refuge under the fur roof, letting the wet 'pitter patter' of the downpour drown out the sound of rhythmic wet 'pap' 'pap' of your thighs slapping against the Dah-een.

:oklak:"Pfeh. Guk is leader. Guk gets first female. Guk gets first everything..."
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No. 953594 ID: fd2dfa
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953594

"Hrn...mna...ha" she gasps as your length plunges deep inside her. Hot. Tight. Blissful. It's been so long since you enjoyed a fresh female. Even in the clan it was rare new captures could be enjoyed by the Odd Ones. It is so good you don't even care Sizz and Tok are watching you as you plow her fields.
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No. 953595 ID: fd2dfa
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953595

:Sizzala:"Tok" Sizz smiles. "She bleeds."

:tokrazar:"Then her fields have never been tilled until now" Tok replies not looking up from his focus "be sure to collect the blood and Guk's seed."

:guk: "Why. Does. That. Matter" you grunt with each thrust.

:tokrazar:"Virgin blood and the seed of the man that broke it will empower the talisman even greater if collected into the vessel."

:Sizzala:"Man magic is so strange."

Her struggles are weak and unfocused. She switches between trying to resist you, and embracing you. Tok says his brew works that way. They are disoriented but should remember. This is how females are trained.
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No. 953597 ID: fd2dfa
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953597

You feel pressure building. Her walls begin to squeeze harder. "So...close" you grunt.

:tokrazar:"Be sure to plant your seed within her. The magic dissipates if you release outside!"

With a final thrust, you push until you hit resistance, and then you flood warmth into her. Her mouth is open in a voiceless scream as her senses are overwhelmed. Your plowing, Tok's brew, her climax, Tok's ritual extracting power, and Sizz's ritual drawing her memories. Her body goes rigid, and then goes limp in the dirt.
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No. 953598 ID: fd2dfa
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953598

Your groan as you reluctantly withdraw from her warmth, noting with annoyance as Sizz cleans your 'tool's of blood and seed, pooling it into a hollowed bone. She hands the filled vessel to Tok who plugs it with a stopper and begins to weave the collected power into the vessel.

:sizzala:"I have it" she smiles triumphantly. "I can lead you, or Oklak there tommorrow."

:tokrazar: and we have a powerful talisman waiting to be shaped. It was yours Guk, you shall decide what it shall be.

:guk:"What can it be?"

:tokrazar:"Many things. Speed. Strength, stealth, just one though. Talismans cannot hold more than one shape."

:guk:"And the Dah-Een?"

Tok’s fingers fly over the talisman, doing you only wish you knew what with it.

:tokrazar: "Well, you are the leader. You claimed her. She is your Claim-mate. Your decision"

>She is mine and I will use her. (She will be Guk's claim-mate. She will accompany you everywhere, helping with all your work, and spreading her legs only for you. It will build her loyalty faster)
> She shall work to help the clan survive(She will be a Clan female. She will work most of the day and spread for any man that needs relief. Balance between loyalty and fertility)
>The clan needs to regrow. Even if only females are available(She will be a breeder. She will be bred day and night by all men. Repeated mating will increase her fertility)

>>What shall the talisman be?
>Talisman of Strength - Increase in strength. Can carry more and hit harder.
>Talisman of Speed - While you don't become a blir, you are harder to see when you start moving.
>Talisman of Toughness - Your hard hide becomes even harder.
>Talisman of Endurance - You have more energy to perform more(and plow more females before tiring)
>>Other talisman enchantments require better material.
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No. 953600 ID: 9876c4

My prize, and Speed
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No. 953604 ID: 3f1b68

She is mine and I will use her, and Speed. We're already a walking tank. Time to shift into maximum overdrive
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No. 953605 ID: 6ee1b4

Not sure about the first question, and Speed.
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No. 953613 ID: 1a6f80

>>953598
>She is mine and I will use her.
>Talisman of Speed
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No. 953620 ID: 6e6f32

My Prize + Speed Bandwagon GO
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No. 953622 ID: fd2dfa
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953622

>She is your Claim-mate
>Talisman of Speed chosen

The dawn brings the smell of wet soil to your nostrils, and the sensation of movement across your chest. The Dah-een is trying to sneak over and around you.
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No. 953623 ID: fd2dfa
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953623

Unlucky for her, your new talisman makes you as fast as a serpent.
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No. 953624 ID: fd2dfa
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953624

:guk: “And where are you going?”

“Ye-ye speak as I?”
:guk: “I can. I find I can do many things that I haven’t been able to. Now you answer my question. Where were you going? Nothing to say?”

You place a hand on her shoulder.

:guk: “You are my claim-mate now. You belong to me. Where you go, I go, and where I go, you go. Understood?”

“Nae.”

:guk: “Stupid Dah-een. Let me show you.”

>Punish her, and deal with your morning ‘problem’. Today will be an education in discipline.
>Punish her by restraining her limbs and carrying her like a rucksack. Discipline comes later, today you follow Sizz and Oklak.
>Creativity springs from spontaneity. Today you shall...Fill in what shall be done today
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No. 953627 ID: 9876c4

1 sounds fun, but 2 sounds the most instructive.
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No. 953630 ID: 094652

3 - Speak words of madness until she begs you to speak sense. Alternate between military discipline and cloudcuckooland until she gets it.
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No. 953633 ID: 6e6f32

>>953630
...
...
Yeah do this.
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No. 953638 ID: 91ee5f

>>953624
Punish her, and deal with your morning ‘problem’. Today will be an education in discipline.
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No. 953643 ID: ae8ec4

>>953624
>Punish her by restraining her limbs and carrying her like a rucksack. Discipline comes later, today you follow Sizz and Oklak.
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No. 953649 ID: 3b6b08

Why not both?
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No. 953652 ID: 1a6f80

>>953630
i like this i vote for it
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No. 953660 ID: fb03a3

Carrying her? I disapprove of a "punishment" that means she won't have to walk.
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No. 953663 ID: 91ee5f

>>953660
I agree. It’s not really a punishment if she gets a free ride.
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No. 953668 ID: fd2dfa
File 157924860328.png - (202.09KB , 1400x1050 , 22.png )
953668

With a sharp tug, you pull free your trappings and free your hard 'problem'. The Dah-een notices your length pressing against her back and she has a moment to register what is about to happen before you grasp her legs and hoist her onto your twitching tip.

"Wait!", she shouts. Too late.

You pull down as you thrust up. Her cries wake the camp as you begin your first lesson. You don’t care. Once inside her, the world outside stops being a concern. Let Sizz and Oklak find their own way. Today is all about teaching your claim-mate her place.
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No. 953669 ID: fd2dfa
File 157924863553.png - (240.04KB , 1400x1050 , 23.png )
953669

The day passes too quickly. The problem that comes from enjoying yourself. You’ve plowed your Dah-een again and again, losing count of the times you planted your seed in her. You instruct her to clean you when Oklak returns.

:Oklak: “Guk, Sizz was right. There is a shelter!”

:Sizzala: “It’d be perfect for us.”

:Guk:“What do you mean?”

:oklak:“It’s old. Very old, but strong. If it is old and still stands, it must be built to be strong. Gormoamhi strong.”

:sizzala:“It’s also full of dah-een.”
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No. 953670 ID: fd2dfa
File 157924866678.png - (200.89KB , 1400x1050 , 24.png )
953670

:oklak:“Yes but that was obvious when I found that one” he points to the female lapping at your tool.

:sizzala:“Not the point. Dah-een are in there. They don’t’ hide in old buildings. They hide in their villages and walled cities. If they hide in old building, something has happened and they went to a place they thought was safe. A place hard to find, and easy to defend.”

:oklak: “If we have it, we can make it our shelter. No, Seq can fix it. Make it stronger. It can be a new home for our clan!”

That catches your attention. No more running. No more hiding in caves and under brush. A home again. A home to sleep and eat and plow your claim-mate. That would be good.

:sizzala:“You say that because it has dah-een.”

:oklak:“That’s just one reason” he sniffs. “That is a problem. We know their shelter. We know where it is. We don’t know how many Dah-een there are. Saw one with a sword. Dangerous but we can beat her together. Problem comes if there are more like her. We need to learn how many are in there.”

>How will you do it?
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No. 953673 ID: 9876c4

Pick out an ambush spot in advance. gather whatever rocks and cover you need to make it a good one.

Someone gets too close to the village and riles them up. Steals food, kills one, whatever. Posse forms and chases your runner into the ambush spot.

Simple. If it works.
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No. 953674 ID: 66cdb8

We have a source of info already. See if Sizz can do her memory extract thing on the dah-een again(get her name too we can't keep calling her the dah-een if there is more than one) Failing that Guk can interrogate her. With a better picture of the inside, we can plan properly.
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No. 953720 ID: 1a6f80

>>953674
i vote for this plan
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No. 953827 ID: 094652

Let's reframe this problem: We're a small group of giant magic berserkers and our opponents are a potential horde of super-strength bun-buns. What do we do to claim the shelter?

Play the monster.

Hunt them down and capture them alive, one by one, but make it look like there's only one of you doing all this. With luck, they'll realize they're in a campfire horror story and leave, or try to hunt down a single dumb monster, which leaves them prone to an ambush.
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No. 953840 ID: fd2dfa
File 157941361747.png - (261.19KB , 1400x1050 , 25.png )
953840

You order Sizz to repeat her magic from last night. Oklak(grudgingly) goes hunting for a foodbeast to procure enough offal for the ritual.

Come dusk, the organs are harvested from a deer, burned in a bonfire, and the marrow in its bones rots to fuel her power. Sizzala reaches for your claim-mate, whom you have restrained.

Sizz chants three words that mean nothing to you, but make your teeth itch with the power they contain. And you see-
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No. 953841 ID: fd2dfa
File 157941372551.png - (498.60KB , 1400x1050 , 26.png )
953841

Finally, your family finds sturdy shelter. This old structure was once a manor, or maybe a villa? You don't know, but it's been abandoned for ages. That doesn't matter, you're safe. Your father and the other warriors stayed behind to face the rival clans, but it was clear they were going to die. Far too many of your enemies choosing to ally with each other to destroy you. It was unheard of. The unnatural quiet, and the green glow of their camps during the night. The sheer wrongness convinced you to keep running and not look back.

Your elder sister Comlee kept the family sword. Though she isn't as experienced as father, her skill is enough that you feel safe. She has collapsed in exhaustion, staying awake for days. Your elder brother, Baeohar comforts your mother. He is convinced that just because you found this place, the family still must be wary. He regularly puts a hand on his sword to remind himself of its presence.

Your younger brother, Anslieu, is agitated, eyes darting to every shadow and jumping at every sound. He has the soul of a poet, and the voice of a bard. This life of fleeing and squatting in the bones of some civilization long dead has done little for his nerves.

Analey, your mother, is still distraught over losing your father. Her children are all she has left. "Ionilee, are you certain you need to leave?"

"We may have found shelter mother, but we still need food. Our supplies won't last forever. Don't worry, I'll find us enough to last us for months."

"But surely you can wait a bit longer! We only just found this place."

"I've been on me own before ma. I'll be fine" you assure her. And it's true. You'd be gone for days and come back without a scratch. If you do so again, it might help relieve mother of her worries.

:guk:"So. There are four others of you hiding in that place" you blink away the visions. "Ionilee"

Your claim-mate looks up at you with horror. "Ye-ye saw?"

:guk:"I saw and heard it all."

"P-please" she stammers "Don't hurt me family. They suffered enough-ah" you place a hand over her mouth. :guk:"Not as many as we feared, but enough to be a problem."

:sizzala:"Two have weapons."

:oklak:"One I can handle, but two? We may need a less direct approach."

:guk:"The brother has a smaller sword Oklak, he shouldn't be as threatening"

Oklak smiles :oklak:"A brother eh? Training the dah-een boys to be proper clan females is extra work and I do like a project..."

:sizzala:"Focus you horned twit, how will we take the shelter?"

:guk:"Whittle them down. From what we saw Sizz, the armed ones protect the shelter. We should find out when and where they go. Take one at a time. Then the others will be open."

:saqrar:"What...what if we take the ones that do not fight? Get the armed ones angry and stupid and have them fall into a trap?"

:guk:"That could work too, but that would require us to be very careful not to let them know there is more than one of us. So long as they think there is only one Gormoamhi, they will be confident they can win."

:oklak:"Too much thinking, think think think! We see at night! They have harder time. We strike at night, take both armed ones, steal their weapons. Then claim shelter and others. We will have the shelter in a day and can spend all night claiming the females!"

:seqrar:"...I like my brother's plan. It seems we won't expose ourselves that way."

:oklak:"You would think that."

>Go with Oklak's plan for a Night Raid
>Go with Saqrar's plan for Abduct and Ambush
>Go with your plan for Divide and Conquer
>Go with a different plan...
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No. 953842 ID: 9876c4

Divide and conquer seems like the best returns. It also gets us a sword before the fighting starts.
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No. 953848 ID: 5cce25

>>953841
Saqrar actually seems kinda smart. We can take one (preferably the brother) and use him as bait tonlire the other one into a trap where everyone can overwhelm her. After that taking the manor should be easy.
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No. 953849 ID: 5cce25

>>953848
To be clear I'm advocating a mix of plans. Divide and conquer as the strategy, but with Abduct and ambush as the method
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No. 953851 ID: 6ee1b4

Capture one outside at dusk, when they're going home from their hunt/foraging. That way the ambush can be at night.
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No. 953861 ID: 094652

Night Insanity - Drive them mad
Tonight, flank the mansion and make howling noises in the bushes, followed by noisy plowing of Ionilee. They'll be angry, exhausted, and overconfident. Winning combination.
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No. 953894 ID: fd2dfa
File 157949678070.png - (53.18KB , 640x480 , 27.png )
953894

Night falls. The sister is on watch. You grasp your claim mate firmly and whisper in her ear :guk:”Scream for me” as you insert a finger. Then two. She screams on the third.

Her cries alert the sentry. Oklak runs across the open plain, blood of a foodbeast on his hands. The sentry is agitated and gives chase. Straight into the brothers’ trap.
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No. 953895 ID: fd2dfa
File 157949679684.png - (74.54KB , 640x480 , 28.png )
953895

Oklak takes her fallen sword and hands it to you.

:oklak: “Heh, just large enough for Gormoamhi.”

The dah-een struggles in the trap, her thrashing becoming more intense when she sees the naked form of Ionilee held by Sizz.

:oklak: “Oh don’t worry little one, you’ll join her soon.”
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No. 953896 ID: fd2dfa
File 157949681310.png - (83.39KB , 640x480 , 29.png )
953896

The brother has run out, searching for his sister, calling her name. “Comlee! Comlee where ya run off ta?”

The speed talisman helps you close the distance faster than his bleary eyes can react. “Gorm-“ he has no opportunity to complete the word as you strike.
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No. 953897 ID: fd2dfa
File 157949682664.png - (83.83KB , 640x480 , 30.png )
953897

He parries, and his strike opens a cut in your side. It’s not deep, but it hurts.
“Where’s Comlee?! Where’s me sisters?!” the element of surprise is gone.

>>Strategy?
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No. 953899 ID: 9876c4

You're both hurt, you've got reach, but he's got stamina. Honestly, you should keep him busy until someone comes behind him and clonks him in the head.
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No. 953900 ID: 3b7091

We have to assume he's got the upper hand in single combat. Fight defensively and try to draw him towards the clan, so you can gang up on him.
Taunt him when Oklak is in position so he focuses on you.
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No. 953913 ID: 094652

You have minions, utilize them! Dog pile this sucker, so you can knock him out.
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No. 953914 ID: 6e6f32

Could just bum rush him with the sword between you and then slap him aside using the flat end. The magical speed will mean you recover your stance before he will.
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No. 953925 ID: 015bf2

>>953914
Flat end of blade + reach + speed + wide swipes, not slashes, is the combination to success here.

But don’t get overconfident against the remaining ones - the could still have smaller daggers and blades on them.
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No. 953966 ID: fd2dfa
File 157957909386.png - (183.17KB , 1400x1050 , 31.png )
953966

You go on the defensive, using your larger reach to keep him away. Rage prevents Baeohar from seeing you slowly move back to the treeline. The poor fool believes he has you trapped, he doesn’t notice Oklak getting behind him.

:oklak:“Ow!”

The dah-een’s blade is stuck in Oklak’s arm, leaving him with his fists. While they hurt, they are infinitely less deadly than the blade. Oklak removes the sword cursing up a storm.

:oklak:“Just for that I call that dah-een for claiming! I’m going to start early on his training!”

:guk: “Don’t count food before it’s caught Oklak, there’s still a shelter to claim.”

That’s more a formality than anything however. You storm into the manor, Oklak following behind. The mother and brother don’t even have time to put up a fight before you catch them and bring them to the foyer where the rest of the clan has moved your sparse supplies and captured Dah-een. Aside from Oklak’s injury, the attack was a success.

>>The Manor is captured!
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No. 953967 ID: fd2dfa
File 157957912437.png - (223.88KB , 1400x1050 , 32.png )
953967

The Pile is a centerpiece for any clan. It is the collected scraps stripped from females to symbolize their old lives being cast away as they become part of the clan. With this new home, a new Pile has been made, the remains of the dah-een family making a nice foundation.
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No. 953968 ID: fd2dfa
File 157957918342.png - (442.49KB , 1400x1050 , 33.png )
953968

Around the bonfire, the clan celebrates. A victory, a new home, and new females. The dah-een family provided the music, their moans as the men claim them making a song of conquest.

Baeohar cries out as Oklak makes good his promise, thrusting hard into him, marking him as his own and starting the dah-een’s new life as a clan female.

Comlee is claimed simultaneously by the brothers, a reward for their trapping of her. When one climaxes, they swap, one enjoying the fruits of the dah-een while the other prepares himself again with her mouth. She has moments to spit a curse before she is made busy again.

Tok has taken Anslieu. Of all the dah-een he resists the least as the elder plows him hard and fast. The dah-een’s leg’s tremble as he is filled with Tok’s essence again and again. Sizz smiles and mocks the youngest brother, saying he is already a clan female the way he acts.

The mother of the clan, Analey, is your prize. She rides your length, huffing and moaning like a Gormoamhi woman in her heat period. There is something about her, the fact all these Dah-een came from inside her, and you will now plant your own seed within her excites you. Her daughter, and your first claim-mate, Ionilee watches in a mix of arousal, shame, and sorrow as you add her mother to your harem.

As celebrations wind on to their second hour, the males begin to discuss with each other the fate of the new females.

>>Comlee shall be...
>Claim-mate of Seqrar and Saqrar
> Worker or
>Breeder

>>Baeohar shall be...
>Claim-mate of Oklak,
>Worker or
>Clan toy

>>Anslieu shall be...
>Claim-mate of Tokrazar
>Worker or
>Clan toy

>>Analey shall be...
>Claim-mate of Guk
>Worker or
>Breeder
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No. 953971 ID: 9876c4

I don't see any problem in letting everyone have their own
Dah-een. Giving Comlee to the brothers seems like a good security policy too.

Baoehar has spirit. Be a shame to lose that entirely. He'd make a better worker. No such argument can be made for Anslieu.

Does Sizzla want either male? she did much to bring you here.
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No. 953975 ID: 304624

Oklak deserves his reward and has already been denied once. Let Baeohar be his claim-mate.
On the other hand Analey would make a good breeder, she's experienced at it.
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No. 953979 ID: 8451a1

>>953968
Anslieu and Baeohar should be put to work, but Oklak can retain exclusive rights to Baeohar.

The rest can be claim-mates of the ones who claimed them.
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No. 953991 ID: 5669ef

What are those red glowy things visible in the doorway?
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No. 954034 ID: 8451a1

>>953991
Those look like fruits or maybe flowers
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No. 954123 ID: fd2dfa
File 157974157253.png - (204.80KB , 1400x1050 , 34.png )
954123

It's agreed every man shall keep their claim mate, but that Baeohar will be put to work serving the entire clan. There is some debate whether Analey should be a breeder but no conclusion is made. When you ask if Sizz wants one for herself she sneers and replies

:sizzala:"Father is all the man I need."

Much to Tok's embarrasment.

Your dreams are haunted. You feel panic. Pain. You see a ghost skin. Standing over you
Mae kelj rokslovakane illsa? Mae gulpa tova? Nek, ne-rokstanni masdana, krom tzemawa slovakr.

Noise. What is he saying? You try to run. You try to rip his arms off. You try to move, ANYTHING! But your limbs deny you. Your body defies your commands.

Tze igoltani, sag rokfali zun tago, krem ne ipalpem. Gromaka was.
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No. 954124 ID: fd2dfa
File 157974158935.png - (189.34KB , 1400x1050 , 35.png )
954124

It is day. The dream fades. You are safe. You are Guk. This is the old manor. It is the shelter-no. It is the new home of the Odd Ones. Or it shall be. There is still much work to do. The clan will look to you for guidance. Who shall do what today?

>>Tasks:
>Hunt for beasts - The females are extra mouths to feed. More meat is needed to keep everyone fed.
>Gather materials - Find more wood and stone for the brothers and plants for Tok's brew
>Build tools - Build tools for training/holding females, and weapons for war.
>Fortify the manor- It is adequately sturdy for a shelter, but for a more permanent home, adequate is not enough.
>Explore the manor - Much of the manor is unexplored. This shall be rectified.
>Train the females - Until the females are sufficiently trained to watch themselves someone will need to watch them.

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No. 954125 ID: 9876c4

Oklak goes hunting, Brothers gather what they can, Sizz and Tok watch the bunnies. Guk stays here, and explores.

You can take a Dah-een with you, if you want.
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No. 954182 ID: fd2dfa
File 157976921743.png - (185.67KB , 1400x1050 , 36.png )
954182

Oklak runs off to hunt in the forest as Seqrar and Saqrar forage for building materials. Tok and Sizz oversee the dah-een in the garden as you take your claim-mates under each arm.

:Guk:"Tell me. What do you know of this place?"

Ionilee speaks first. "N-nae much. Just found it a day ago."

:guk:"What have you found?"

Analey speaks. "Just this room. And the back."

Ionilee chimes in "And the side room. Where we placed all our-"

"Ioniliee!"

"Ma, they're Gormoamhi. They dun care fer Daoine trappins. Hidin' them just means we get punished later."

:guk:"That's true. You're learning." you pat Ionilee on the head.
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No. 954183 ID: fd2dfa
File 157976927754.png - (355.98KB , 1400x1050 , 37.png )
954183

Taking a charred stick from the cold firepit you draw out a map on the floor. According to your claim-mates the central chamber, open to the sky, is being used as a garden. Apparently many of the plants growing their are edible for dah-een. You should ask Tok if he can use it for growing his plants. The chamber to the left is where the dah-een keep all their personal belongings. Irrelevant things for Gormoamhi, though maybe Seqrar or Tok could find something useful in their junk. And to the right is an empty chamber, though based on the placement of a stove and racks, you estimate it may have once been a kitchen. Oklak shall hang meat there. The rest of the manor is unexplored. The place is so large you will likely need more than one day to explore it all. Perhaps only two chambers for now, then return to see the progress of the clan.

>Which chambers shall be explored?
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No. 954184 ID: 9876c4

No sense overthinking things. 2 nearest rooms on this level. As long as there's food, we'll work our way through.
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No. 954226 ID: 0599d4

Start with the two rooms in the top-right.
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No. 954238 ID: 015bf2

>>954184
Indeed.
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No. 954283 ID: fd2dfa
File 157985567793.png - (583.25KB , 1400x1050 , 38.png )
954283

The first chamber is...well this. Old walls filled with old script. Wait. You can understand it. Why can you understand this? This stinks of magic! Irrelevant. What's important is what it says.

This manor it claims to have once been part of a palace to a what is this...a priest...king? Something something...age of the priest-kings...gods...sacrifice...blood blood blood war...wait. The bottom. It makes reference to a 'Door to many places.' A door that leads to so many places...is it speaking of a portal?

:guk:"TOK! Get over here!"

:tokrazar:"What? Why are you yelling for-oh."

:guk:"Tok, I can read this. Why can I read this?"

:tokrazar:"I...I don't understand this. I can read it as well. I don't understand the scratchings, but the words make sense?"

:guk:"So it isn't just me?!"
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No. 954284 ID: fd2dfa
File 157985573786.png - (187.25KB , 1400x1050 , 39.png )
954284

The other room is unsettling. Orbs. Many orbs. Some are missing. The slots for the orbs extend all the way into the dark ceiling.

:tokrazar:"So many vessels! All empty and waiting to be filled!"

:guk:"Vessels? So these hold magic?"

:tokrazar:"Not yet, but they can. I can feel it on them, magic was in them once, and they can be filled again. Though they are too big for talismans...maybe something else?"

>Return to the Foyer
>Investigate the wall script some more.
>Other
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No. 954299 ID: 465a14

>Investigate the wall script some more.
Is this still the standard fuck magic or do they need a different kind of magic?
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No. 954335 ID: 015bf2

>>954299
Perk yon eyes at strange readables.
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No. 954342 ID: 9876c4

Let's go back. Experimentation isn't advisable. Let's let Tok poke at it later.
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No. 954365 ID: c37dad

If you can read it, at least read the entire thing. No speed reading.
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No. 954389 ID: 094652

Explore the rest of the mansion.
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No. 954396 ID: fd2dfa
File 157993301774.png - (559.35KB , 1400x1050 , 40.png )
954396

'Hail mighty Priest-King. The Age of War draws near, and our faith shall be rewarded. Blood sacrifices have been made upon this ground thus it is consecrated to the great god, all praise to the one above all, and the foundation had been washed with the blood of heathens for glorification of the great god, all praise to the true god and his divine corpse. Resao may turn against us, but by the blood of the heretics and the magic running in our veins, we have all the world at our fingers.

As instructed by our masters, your palace has been constructed to reflect the Ways Strange. Eight Layers Below so the Door to Many Places may connect to the ley lines of the earth, and Eight Layers into the sky to connect the power to the Space Between Spaces. Each Layer has been keyed to reflect the Eight Upon Eight Layered realms upon which the Divine Carcass is strewn, and through the rituals we have learned, shall we empower the Door to Many Places'

:guk:"Tok what sort of magic is this?"

:tokrazar:"Old magic. We cannot replicate it, but we can substitute the power with Man-Magic and Woman-magic. This will require more study. Preferably with this thing the wall calls the Door to Many Places in front of me."
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No. 954397 ID: fd2dfa
File 157993303165.png - (179.17KB , 1400x1050 , 41.png )
954397

You spend the rest of the day debating with Tok about the wall with no progress until the rest of the clan return. Oklak brings back two wolves that attempted to ambush him. They did not know enough about Gormoamhi to know he was the hunter. Their meat will be tough but will fill the larders. With no other real standard, you use Seqrar's measurements for them. Oklak returned with 7 armfuls of meat. Tonight the clan will consume 4 armfuls of that meat. There needs to be a more efficient means of gathering food. Oklak suggests making the dah-een collect fish from the water near the home. That would require the females to be obedient. Oklak smiles and suggests spending the rest of the day training them, eyeing Baeohar the entire time he talks.

The brothers return, bearing 5 armfuls of stone, and 7 armfuls of wood between them. Saqrar says he can start making leather from the hides if he has time to stay instead of gathering material, as he needs his brother's guidance to know what is good for building and what is a waste of carrying space. His skills are being squandered.
The brothers come to you, eager with ideas. Saqrar says he can make the leather now and butcher the corpses for meat later. When you ask why, Seqrar says he saw how Tok and Sizz were spending all day bored watching the dah-een, so he thought he could fashion some collars and leashes from the leather for the females, just like the old clan did. Everyone could lead their claim-mates around without worry of them misbehaving. If not, he has other projects he wants to start, such as building an irrigation system to the garden so plants can be watered without manual labor, building suitable resting places for the clan, a mixing chamber for Tok to brew his potions and prepare his vessels for making more complicated talismans, a foundry and forge for working with metal, cages to deal with animals and possible prisoners, and a few other projects but you stop listening. Once he gets started, the poor bastard starts talking about things he can never do. He just lacks the tools and the attention span.

Tok and Sizz discuss your discovery, though they make about as much progress as you did. The 'Resaoan' tablet may be translated, but the words might as well remain as scratchings for all the sense they make.

Absent of anything else to do, you gather around with your claim mates, and start an inventory of everything.

Food = 12 armfuls(will be 8 by tomorrow)
Stone = 15 (Not all could be taken from the old shelter. Troubling)
Wood = 17 (Will have to use 2 armfuls for the evening bonfire)
Hides = 4 (Saqrar says he can make 8 armfuls of rolled leather from it)
Leather = Nothing
Bones, blood, and ritual organs = Enough for a small Woman-Spell or twenty Man-Talismans.
Dah-een Junk = lots
Carcases = 2 wolves


As the sun starts to wane, the clan retires to the manor for indoor work. What shall be done?

>Assign every clan member a task

>Crafting
>Prepare materials
>Training
>More exploring
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No. 954403 ID: 9876c4

Let's fast track those collars. Everyone else, as you were.
Tok could integrate some slave training, but has to be careful none try to escape.
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No. 954405 ID: c37dad

If Tok really needs that door, we should keep looking for it. Take Ionilee with us since she seems to be the most compliant one.

Oklak can train Baeohar while Seq makes those collars. Saq should start butchering and tanning leather in case his brother needs more, and Tok and Sizz can continue watching/training the remaining bunnies.
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No. 954489 ID: 839c86

>>954397
Oklak: Training
Saqrar: Butcher corpses and make leather
Seqrar: Craft Leather collars,
Tok: Sift through Da'een junk for anything useful
Sizz:Make man-talismans
Guk: Training
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No. 954935 ID: fd2dfa
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954935

You leave just as Oklak grabs hold of Baeohar. You have a good idea what training for the dah-een will be. Instead you take a branch from the fire, and hand it to Ionilee, telling her you shall explore more of the manor while the others get back to their own tasks. Analey drags her feet. You help drag them faster.
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No. 954936 ID: fd2dfa
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954936

You explore the chamber that leads to the tower. At least you suspect it's the tower. Stairs lead up and down in the next room. The stench of rotting wood and dust hangs in the air.

"What was this used for?"

:guk:"I don't know. But we will find new use for it. There. In the corner. Is that wood."

"I...I think tis. Maybe twas once a table?"

:guk:"Doesn't matter. It will be kindling for another fire."

"Why?"

:guk:"Do you hear that?", you gesture back to the hall to the foyer. The grunting pleas of Baeohar, the ripping of meat and hide as the brothers perform their work, and Sizzala's laughing chants.

"Aye."

:guk: "It's too crowded there. For once I'd like to enjoy myself without someone from the clan staring at me."

"Ye mean?"

:guk:"Analey, you told Ionilee to not tell me of your things. That cannot be tolerated. It's time for more training."
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No. 954937 ID: fd2dfa
File 158036311634.png - (245.21KB , 1400x1050 , 44.png )
954937

The fire burns away the smell of age, replacing it with a more refreshing scent of ash. Ionilee is reluctant, but obeys your commands, spreading her legs for you. Her training is brief but enjoyable.

Analey resists, but she will learn discipline as her daughter has, you will make sure of it.

>>A shift in the skeins. Guk is busy.
>Be Oklak for a while and oversee his training.
>Be grumpy old Tok for a while sifting through dah-een garbage
>Be Sizz for a while as she magic and enjoys Oklak's show.


So yeah, got confirmation. It's the flu. I'm gonna be stuck like this for a while so expect more slowdowns.

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No. 954945 ID: 9876c4

Take your time as needed, try not to eat any bats. I hear that rarely helps.
Great panel layout.
To my mind, Tok has the most interesting job.
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No. 955197 ID: fd2dfa
File 158054996891.png - (187.80KB , 1400x1050 , 45.png )
955197

You are Tok. You rummage through the dah-een junk in hopes of finding useful things among the possessions of the non-people. Unlikely. The non-people carry many frivolous things Gormoamhi do not need. At least most times. So far you discovered a store of water, several scraps of metal you are sure the brothers could use in one of their many building projects, and an empty vessel that fits in your hand. Anslieu, your claim and the dah-een that accompanied you, says it was a canteen used by a neighbor once for holding his drink, made from the hollowed tusk of a sea creature whose name you cannot pronounce.

Anslieu followed you without your command, sat by you, and watched you as you went through his family's things. It's unnerving. He isn't like the others the clan claimed. Not like Guk's mates who are both rebellious, obeying him only because of his thorough disciplining, or Oklak's charge that fights with him every hour. Not even the brothers' claim-mate is so...quiet as yours. Why is he here? Why does he stare? Why does he do nothing but stare?!

>What do you do?
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No. 955200 ID: 9876c4

Explain what you're doing, and the why of it.

You're the wisest one here, and he's observant enough to notice it.
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No. 955206 ID: 015bf2

>>955200
He’s trying to understand you, or what you do.
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No. 955211 ID: 6e6f32

Could just ask 'im.
It is unusual for one to enjoy your fate.
Why do you?
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No. 955271 ID: fd2dfa
File 158063089510.png - (217.84KB , 1400x1050 , 46.png )
955271

:tokrazar:"You...why are you staring?"

You speak in the dah-een language. Ever since Guk pointed it out, the entire clan could speak the dah-een words. It's unnatural. If you listen to yourself closely, you can hear your own voice speaking dah-een but not understand the actual words spoken. And yet you still understand what is being said. It makes no sense to you.

"Master Tok. Why me?"

:tokrazar:"What?"

"When I was a babe, me da was taken by Gormoamhi. No one said wot happens when ye take em. Lots a folk assume ya eat em,"

:tokrazar:"Pfeh. Stupid dah-een. Waste to eat you. Your father was made a female like you are now."

"You met him?"

:tokrazar:"No, but it is what I would do. Any clan smart enough to live wouldn't waste effort on catching dah-een for food."

"I know that now. But it don't make sense ta me."

:tokrazar:"What's not to make sense? You're dah-een. I claimed you when I plowed you. You're mine."

"Aye, but ye could have me mother, or me sister. But ye chose me master Tok. Ye planted seed in me. Why me? Wot do I have that ye wanted?"

:tokrazar:"Are many dah-een as strange as you?"

Anslieu rests on your knee like some wide eyed pup waiting for a story. "What do ye want with the flask?"

He doesn't answer your question. He's like your daughter this one. Strange for a non-person. :tokrazar:"It's old. It has power in it already. Filled with man-magic should help make it a potent talisman."

"Can I help?"

:tokrazar:"You're not Gormoamhi. You cannot use Man-Magic. Though you can help me in filling it with power..."

That catches his interest. He has never seen the act of making a talisman. Maybe a little time alone could-no! You should finish this quickly so you can study the tablets. But the tablets aren't going anywhere...

>What shall Tok do?
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No. 955274 ID: 094652

>Make Talisman
Gender-Bender talisman would be appropriate at this point.

But yeah finish your tablets first. Bunny porking eats time.
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No. 955275 ID: 6e6f32

PLUNGE HIS DEPTHS!

Do exercise a bit of self control though. Just enough to create the talisman. Then back to work.
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No. 955276 ID: 9876c4

Taking what you found and crafting with it is in the spirit of Guk's orders.
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No. 955454 ID: fd2dfa
File 158087707149.png - (249.28KB , 1400x1050 , 47.png )
955454

You explain the power of Gormoamhi magic, and how it must be harvested. Whether Anslieu heard or not you cannot tell as he doesn't respond with words. Only grunts and moans as you plow him.

:tokrazar:"You wanted to help me didn't you? You wanted to see how a talisman is made?"

"Hah-ha...aye! Aye! This-this is how ye do it?"

:tokrazar:"Yes, now stop drooling and watch if you really want to learn!"
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No. 955455 ID: fd2dfa
File 158087713350.png - (235.90KB , 1400x1050 , 48.png )
955455

You haven't released today, so there will be plenty of magic to harvest. Actually how much magic does a dah-een body hold? Your question is answered when you climax. Anslieu's body spasms as it is wracked with its own release, and the magic pours from your both as your seed pours into him. Anslieu cries out at the sensation, fingers tightening around your embrace as you hold him close.
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No. 955456 ID: fd2dfa
File 158087719894.png - (216.67KB , 1400x1050 , 49.png )
955456

Anslieu didn't fight or resist as you take him. He really is an odd one. Most Dah-een are still resistant, and put up some fight at this point. This one however has totally submitted and accepted his place as a clan female, perhaps even more? He maybe be ready for clan markings. Unprecedented. Even when the clan was whole, few females ever reached a level of submission they received markings for formal induction into the clan as a half-person. He crawls onto your belly to rest the moment you let go, murmuring to himself so quietly you cannot hear. You stare at the new talisman, magic trapped and waiting to be shaped. This vessel is powerful indeed. The clean cut, and age gave it plenty of power already, and your ritual fed more on top of that. The question now is what should it be?

>Greater Talisman of Strength - You could break stone with your bare hands. On a brute like Guk, he could pulverize bone with a lazy slap.
>Greater Talisman of Speed - Being able to stride across the plains in a few heartbeats is tempting, though hitting something when that fast will be even more painful.
>Greater Talisman of Toughness - Even dah-een steel will have a hard time piercing a hide reinforced with this.
>Greater Talisman of Endurance - Sleep becomes irrelevant
>Greater Talisman of Redirection - Abstract power. Tied to a pole and planted in the dirt will compel others to go away, while a Gormoamhi wearing it will see arrows and javelins aimed at them change direction away from them. It won't always work, but abstract powers are always harder to predict.
>Greater Talisman of Destruction - Amplify a woman's magic to new heights, letting her drown her enemies in their own blood with a fraction of the sacrifice.
>Greater Talisman of Fertility - Gormoamhi seed has trouble in non-people. Too strong. A talisman supplying the body with creation magic will certainly help a female carry a Gormoamhi child.

Gender...bender? What is that? The words are correct but put together they are meaningless. Why do these words flash in Tok's head? Perhaps some secret desire to change Anslieu into a proper female that can have children? That would be difficult to the point of useless. That would require multiple talismans. One of Transformation(which requires more power than the current vessel to produce), one of Destruction to reinforce woman-magic to influence the Transformation talisman, and one of fertility to complete the process all applied at once. And to resort to that is just...desperate. Just as bad the clans that resort to altering male non-people to bear young with fertility and the Ovara weed.

>What talisman shall be made
>What shall be done once after glow has faded?
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No. 955482 ID: 9876c4

Clan markings soon would help the rest learn their place.

GTOStr is obviously very tempting. But this might be better as a destruction talisman to empower your daughter.

I guess gather up everything that's getting repurposed and distribute it.
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No. 955491 ID: 6e6f32

Destruction.
You are building a home here. But to Create, one must first destroy.
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No. 955493 ID: 07c82e

Fertility gets us partially there in either case, and we can use it on other dah-een in the meantime.

Give him clan markings now seems like a good idea. An example for the rest of his family to strive for.
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No. 955540 ID: a746f8

Destruction seems like the sort of thing that might give the clan an edge in survival. The first real threat to show itself, your daughter can make a show of how overwhelmingly powerful your clan's magic is. Word will spread and other threats will hesitate to risk her wrath.

Clan markings, assuming Guk approves.
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No. 955547 ID: 094652

Redirection will prevent hunting parties from finding your base. It can also confuse prisoners trying to escape.
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No. 955548 ID: 094652

Redirection will prevent hunting parties from finding your base. It can also confuse prisoners trying to escape.
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No. 955586 ID: fd2dfa
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955586

Destruction. So it is decided. Sizzala had better be grateful for the boon you make for her.

As for Anslieu...

:tokrazar:"Come with me. It is time for markings."

"Markings master Tok?"

:tokrazar:"You have submitted yourself as my female. You are obedient. That means you can be inducted into the clan as a half-person. You are still my claim-mate however."

You return to the foyer, tossing the metal bits to the brothers, who are quite busy with their own work, and collect your kit. Blue paint first, to mark the first designs, and a more permanent tattooing at a later time once your designs are finished. You do not need Guk's approval for this. Anslieu is your property, it is your decision how he shall be dealt with.

"Wot does it mean to be inducted? Master Tok?"

:tokrazar:"Your body will be marked with symbols of the clan. Every half-person has their own pattern, marking who they are, their skills, who owns them, they're achievements, blessings of the gods, all manner of things. Hold out your arm. Yours will be..."

You should have given this more thought.

>What shall Anslieu's markings be?
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No. 955594 ID: 9876c4

Peter Criss from KISS, and a double neck ring?
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No. 955615 ID: 6e6f32

Water flows and molds itself to fit whatever and wherever it finds itself. Not only that but it can be quite powerful, if one knows how to use it.

Anslieu fits this perfectly. Give him water themed markings. Perhaps keep it simple for now. More can be added later when he better distinguishes himself...

Though I can see him as being a decent beneficiary for the blessings from a God of hearth, or maybe magic.
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No. 955674 ID: fd2dfa
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955674

You are finished for now. His hand and feet are marked like the flowing waves of the sea. Upon his abdomen is the mark of the Clan god of hearth and home, hopefully drawing the god's attention to the dah-een. Finally a single line upon his face, denoting your signature upon all half-people that are your property.

Anslieu has no remark to his new station or his markings. That is good. It is not the place of half-people to question the actions of their owners.

Sizzala came in during your painting, teasing the dah-een again with her sharp remarks about his frailty and weakness. You silence her with the new talisman. She embraces you, far too long for a daughter embracing a father, and gives your cheek a playful lick.

Already your hair stands as you feel your daughter explore the ease at which power flows into her thanks to the talisman. Across the shelter, she cast a fog, made by burning a wolf heart in the bonfire. The fog is so thick none shall see the manor, or the smoke of the clan bonfire. Just because she can, she burned the second heart and used its latent power to cast shadows upon the shelter. None shall even see the land now. Unfortunate because now you barely see past the light of the bonfire. Your eyes are useless to you now. You hear your daughter out there somewhere, giggling at her strength. That girl will end you one day...

>With the darkness cast down, little more work can be accomplished. You could take a torch and try to inspect the tablets, or retire for the night with your claim-mate

>Inspect the tablets.
>Sleep till morning (and be Guk again)
>Sleep till morning (and be another)
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No. 955680 ID: 9876c4

Geezer like Tok will probably sleep, left to his own devices.

Back to Guk.
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No. 955696 ID: 6e6f32

2 torches.
Inspect'um Tablets
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No. 955789 ID: 1b6504

Alright tie breaker. Inspect the tablets. Let Anslieu hold the light
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No. 955866 ID: fd2dfa
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955866

Tok sighs. If he can't at least say he tried reading a tablet, it will feel like a wasted day. Directing Anslieu to take a torch, he makes his way to the tablets again.

tokrazar:"These tablets seem to be numbered. One to eight. Is there significance to the numbers?"

"You can understand these things master Tok?"

tokrazar:"Yes and I don't like it."

You have Anslieu provide light as you read the first of the tablets.


The First Key

And so it was, that Resao was plagued by pointless wars. The Demigods who granted others magic, gave us litte. So it was that the first of our great order, Priest Vogavem beseeched the Demigods for more. The ones we were foolish to call our betters ignored us. Vogavem prayed and begged. For Eight days and Eight nights did he call out. And upon the eigth day, he was filled like a vessel, with power unimaginable. And the Dance of Resao began. For with his power, he began to hear the voice of the true god. Our divine god.


tokrazar:"Mrrrmmmm no mention of a door to many places."

You study the tablet, staring at the words as if that will make them become sensible. When nothing happens, you simply retire to your sleeping alcove, grumpily taking your claim-mate to drown out the noise of Oklak boasting that he is on his fifth seeding. Maybe in the morning you can think clearly.
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No. 955867 ID: fd2dfa
File 158123532829.png - (419.93KB , 1400x1050 , 53.png )
955867

You are Guk. Guk awakens. But it is dark. Why? The sound of the night-bugs has silenced, and there is day-birds crying. Yet it is darker than any dark ni-this is woman-magic. It must be. Sizz must have done something to shroud the shelter in dark. You can see, but it made you sleep in. Your body is sluggish now. The Dah-een still slumber next to you. Analey was exhausted after last night, so she sleeps like a corpse. A quick check confirms she isn't actually a corpse.

Ionilee rests in your lap, and begins to stir while you yawn. "Mrrrm, izzit still night?"

:guk:"No, it is day. Sizz cast one of her spells again. Now then my morning problem has returned. Do you know what to do?"

Ionilee is silent for a moment before she nods. She flips up your cloth and uses her very soft lips on your 'problem'. You pat your claim-mate's head for her obedience. She still has a few oddities but is quickly becoming a model female. Maybe Tok can see about marking her. She's better behaved than her mother certainly. While she relieves you, you notice the adjacent room glows. That must be the way to the tower. Perhaps you can ascend to see what threat compelled Sizz to obfuscate this place. But that glow is coming down the stairs. That merits investigating.

>Ascend the stairs, find what has Sizz so cautious.
>Descend. The glow takes priority.
>Get your dah-een collared and leashed by the brothers before doing anything else. You don't want to go chasing after them if something bad happens.
>Wake up Oklak and devise a better plan for hunting before the clan starves
>Find Sizz and have her work some woman-magic
>Tok is likely being lazy somewhere. Kick him awake and see about marking Ionilee
>Other things compel you (Write-in action)
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No. 955892 ID: 6e6f32

Investigate the glow whilst yelling for Sizz.
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No. 955923 ID: 094652

Gear the Daoine up and search the glow together. Talk to Sizz when you're confident the area is secure.
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No. 955926 ID: 9876c4

There is no backtracking, there is only forward into the glow.
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No. 955932 ID: 4f51b2

>>955892
This.
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No. 955978 ID: fd2dfa
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955978

You call for Sizz as you traverse downwards. It's a chamber. The walls and floor glow with magic. Magic like the metal man. You don't like this. There is a hanging chain, with a scoop large enough to hold those orbs from the other room, hanging suspended over a circle where the stone appears worn. At the end of the chamber is a door, more scratching on it surface, with another orb shaped hole at its center.

:sizzala:"What? What? Why yell so loud for me? If you want to lay with my like those dah-een you're going to lose a few important parts!"

:guk:"It's dark up there. Why did you do that?"

:sizzala:"Why do you think I did it?"

:guk:"The dark is as unnatural as this room. What did you do?"

:Sizzala:"Ah yes, this room is unnerving. I didn't notice. Why do the walls glow?"

:guk:"The walls didn't make the shelter so dark, you did! Focus!"

:Sizzala:"Huh? Oh right. The spell was cast to enshroud our shelter. I was outside last night and I saw smoke. A fire large enough for a camp was burning. It was close to the cave we were resting in Guk."

That...could be a problem, depending on who they are.

:guk:"Did you investigate?"

:Sizzala:"No. Leave the stupid talk for Oklak. I cast the shadow because I don't know who they are and I don't know good hiding skills like Oklak or you. Now you talk. What is this place?"

You explain to Sizzala the tablets you found, and for whatever reason you and Tok can read them. Further, you set Tok on uncovering the secrets. Sizz snorts.

:sizzala:"Pfeh. Da-da is old. Eyes going bad. Now, you said da-da found vessels? Did they have magic in them?"

:guk:"Yes, but he said it was small. Don't know how that helps us."

:sizzala:"Well clearly that means you need to fill them again dumb-dumb!"

>That camp takes new priority. The shelter doesn't need intruders.
>Investigate the chamber further; consult with Tok about the orbs
>Other
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No. 955990 ID: d95f41

Investigate the camp with Oklak and get Tok down here to investigate while you are out.
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No. 956001 ID: 015bf2

>>955990
Seems fair.
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No. 956039 ID: 094652

Get a team together and deal with the camp first. Do a scouting mission before you make any decisions, you don't want to lure the giant's armies here.

Because whatever the giant is, they WILL rally an army behind it. Possibly worshipers.
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No. 956040 ID: 4f51b2

>>955978
Investigate the camp.
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No. 956160 ID: fd2dfa
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956160

You, Oklak, and Sizz return to the old campsite. On your way, you find bodies. Many bodies. They are of the 'Gob-lee' creatures that are all over the surface. Perhaps their rival groups battle again?

:sizzala:"Their hearts would give more power than dumb animals. I must return later to cut them out."

:oklak:"Maybe if any live, we can take the females. Their bodies are small, but it is still quite nice to plow them."

:sizzala:"Always thinking about the next female Oklak. Amazing you aren't dead yet."

:Oklak:"Because I kill everyone else first. Shall I demonstrate?"

:guk:"Shut up. Both of you. Do you see what I see?"

The campsite has gob-lee. But they are bound. Around are tents bearing symbols you do not recognize. The people making them though...

:oklak:"Ghost-skins."Oklak's voice is a mix of fear and cold rage. Sizz doesn't share his anger.

:sizzala:"How did they find our shelter so fast? Do you think they can find our new home?"

:guk:"These are not the ghost-skins who unleashed the metal-man. They wore red. These are purple. See?"

:sizzala:"Ah yes. Maybe a different clan?"

:oklak:"Doesn't matter if they are another clan. I shall make them pay for what they did to ours. I will eat their males and claim their females for what they did!"

:guk:"We do not know how many there are. If you go in, there could be hundreds more we do not see. We must be cautious."

:oklak:"Ash and cinder with caution! They must pay for their crimes!"

:sizzala:"Yes, you go first. We'll see how many of them come to kill you and then we know how many there are."
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No. 956170 ID: fd2dfa
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956170

Arguments are stalled when a ghost-skin emerges from the cave.

"That's the third hunting party we've run into. How many more of the damned things are out there?"

"I already have sent scouts to scour the forest. We will have better estimates soon."

"We had better" the obvious leader of this band says. "Lady Nietch comes this way and I will not let these pests ruin my chances getting adopted into Gamin. If I am thrown out because of you, you're coming with me!"

Gamin? That name means nothing to you, but the meaning is clear: more will be coming.

:sizzala:"That is not Gormoamhi-tongue, and my ears hear no familiar words. Yet still I comprehend them. This is disturbing."

:oklak:"Heh. Good. I will know what they say when I kill them."

:sizzala:"Restrain yourself idiot, they said more are coming. We should return home and deliberate what to do."

:oklak:"No! I say we take these ghost-skins! Kill the followers and make that leader of theirs beg as we claim her body in the dirt!"

Once more it is Guk's decision that will direct the clan.

>What shall Guk do?
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No. 956171 ID: 9876c4

Attacking this one from ambush is possibly the best shot we've got. Even if it has nothing to do with the longears (big IF), they're not gonna stop this mission without their commander sacked.

So lets try to kill the talky one and a couple extras, then melt away into the brush.
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No. 956181 ID: 24d092

They said scouts are out there. They should be easier to take and explain the disappearance of. If they are fighting goblins, wait till they do most of the work, ambush them, and leave their weapons around some dead goblins so no one suspects where they really went.
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No. 956184 ID: 9876c4

>>956181
Yeah, that's a better plan. maybe we can take one alive.
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No. 956227 ID: 839c86

>>956181
Support
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No. 956235 ID: 094652

>>956181
Good idea, obfuscate and capture scouts.
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No. 956243 ID: fd2dfa
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956243

Oklak, despite being annoying to speak with for more than a few heartbeats, and boastful far too much, he was an expert tracker. As soon as you laid out your plans to locate the scouts, he was on their trail, noticing broken twigs that escaped your notice and followed subtle signs.

:oklak:"Almost hid themselves perfectly. Maybe that's why they are ghost-skins." he mused.

As you followed the trail, he no longer had to search for subtle signs. The trail of dead gob-lee was tell enough. In a clearing you found them-is one of them relieving herself?

"Another goblin, Ach-kaaaaa, why are we taking this path if it is littered with the vermin?"

"It's not our place to ask why Siloka. If the Heir Apparent is to take this way, then it is our place to clear it for her."

"That doesn't explain where they all come from."

"Why do Gulpa always roost in every nook and cranny? They are vermin. Anywhere is home for them. And when they are home they breed like insects. I learned long ago to stop asking whys about vermin races. It gets in the way of culling them. Are you done."

"I can't do it when you're watching Ivaka. Just-turn away!"

"Unbelievable, we're scouts and you're relieving yourself in the bush."

"Anything that would have spotted us is dead anyway, what's the harm?"

>Method of ambush?
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No. 956246 ID: 00dfd3

Have Sizz cut open a dead gobbo and use the guts to turn their patch of the forest dark. Then nab them both. Oklak will finally get his ghost waifu
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No. 956247 ID: 015bf2

Sneak around and ambush the one that is paying attention the the one with the pants down first, while they're still arguing. The one who is doing their business will be distracted for a moment longer, allowing you to executive a double rush.

Try to prevent excess shouting by binding and gagging them. If the camp hears, your element of surprise will be gone.

And keep an eye out for other scouts. These may not be the only ones.

You capture them alive, for now, to interrogate them about their numbers and this Lady Nietch. It is better to capture both, as you can ask them same questions apart and see whether they give different answers to catch their lies.
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No. 956252 ID: 6e6f32

>>956246
This but instead of darkness, silence.
Then take them from behind.
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No. 956270 ID: 801ba1

>>956252
>>956246
I don't think Sizz is here now, and fetching her would be risky.
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No. 956273 ID: 6c227a

Wait for the one to relent and turn around, then silently snatch the one relieving herself. Divide and conquer.
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No. 956309 ID: fd2dfa
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956309

Sizzala dips her hand in the bloody pool of a nearby gob-lee. In moments she uses her woman magic to deafen the noises of the two Ghost-skins. When Oklak sneaks behind the one called Siloka, she notices nothing until Oklak has his arms around her and pulls her into the bush.

The one called Ivaka doesn't hear a thing. Her attention is focused on your anyway as you walk out of the brush with Comlee's sword-now yours-in hand. The scout draws her own, smaller weaker sword. "Ooh aren't you a big one" she laughs. "Bringing you back to Rezo will make me wealthy. Siloka, get up here and help me." Her companion of course is being disarmed by Oklak, but she doesn't dare turn her back to you to check. Smart. She is prideful, but she knows you are a real threat despite her boasting. You smirk. You are going to enjoy claiming this arrogant little thing. She readies herself.

>What now?
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No. 956323 ID: 3814fa

Let her make the first strike. You still have the speed talisman, so dodge it and then smack her with the flat of the blade and disarm her. The more we catch alive, the less chance we leave something incriminating behind.
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No. 956378 ID: 6e6f32

Engage with "Normal-Speed" and when she unknowingly leaves herself open to your super speed attacks, bring the pain.
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No. 956379 ID: 015bf2

>>956378
Sounds good.
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No. 956383 ID: 094652

For extra sadism, bend over and beg her to screw you in the ass with her sword.

Then speed-talisman dodge right behind her and whisper 'my turn'.

Then knockout
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No. 956430 ID: fd2dfa
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956430

You feint, pretending to be slow and sluggish. She gets in a few strikes, dancing around you and cutting at your legs. Finally you pretend to fall, and she raises her sword for a final blow. She misses as you reveal your speed and slash...and miss. She dances away, getting another cut against your arm. None of the cuts are deep, but they hurt, and they bleed. She giggles as your newest wound starts to leak. "Oh you're a fast one. Best not be too fast or you'll bleed out" she mocks.

She's toying with you!

>What now?
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No. 956433 ID: 2d337a

Maybe next time we have a spell assuring a successful stealthy approach, dont just walk up casually to the enemy? We spent our most powerful resources on the woman magic. Not using it fully is a mistake until we spend some more talismans on Guk.
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No. 956457 ID: 6e6f32

>>956433
Yes yes, next time we'll just fireball the scouts and alert the whole platoon.

In the meantime Guk is not alone. Yell at Oklak to stop fucking around in that bush and help you, and yell at Sizz to grab another gobbo body. A spontaneous orgasm or gust of wind would be useful right about now.
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No. 956464 ID: 094652

Use your sword to fork some dirt out of the ground and blind her

Also call for backup
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No. 956465 ID: d14680

>>956457
Try to read. Was just pointing out that Guk could and should have snuck up from behind his target as well rather than give up the element of surprise. Guk seems to be outmatched now, and we could have avoided this risk.

She's skilled, but ultimately ber strategy seems to be slowly bleeding you out until you leave an opening.

Ask for help taking her undamaged unless that would undermine your role as leader. If you need to claim her alone, try leaving another opening on your off hand, then drop your sword and grab her weapon arm as she slashes you. She won't be able to do much once you have a grip on that arm. She's no match for your weight and strength.
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No. 956476 ID: fd2dfa
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956476

(1/7)
You wait until the ghost-skin moves in again and you counter not with your sword, but with your hand. Success.
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No. 956477 ID: fd2dfa
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956477

(2/7)
You grab her sword arm, and use that to toss her into the air, grabbing her ankle…
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No. 956478 ID: fd2dfa
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956478

(3/7)
...and slam her back to the ground, knocking the wind out of her and her sword flies into the bush.

:Guk: “Haaah. What was that about taking me home, ghost-skin?”

Ivaka spits grit out of her mouth and grimaces at you. “Go ahead and kill me then. The Gamin family will make you suffer you blue savage.” She is unperturbed you speak her language, or she doesn’t notice.

:guk: “Gah-meen was it? Is that what you call yourselves? I don’t intend to kill you little Gah-meen. I want so much more from you for making me suffer.”

Ivaka spits again, aiming at your face. You let it hit your chest.
:guk: “Oh that sort of attitude makes what comes next so much better.”
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No. 956479 ID: fd2dfa
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956479

(4/7)
The Pile increases in size. The Gah-meens trappings were rapidly stripped and the symbol of their old life joining the failings of the dah-een. But the Gah-meen themselves aren’t simply kept until night for celebration. No, you and Oklak take the ghost-skins to the glowing chamber, and instruct Tok to fetch an orb and his supplies. If they are indeed vessels like he says, you are going to fill them right now. Tok sees the struggling Gah-meen and nods.
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No. 956480 ID: fd2dfa
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956480

(5/7)
Heartbeats later, the Gah-meens are on the floor, their legs spread. Oklak's manhood twitches as it hovers over the cleft of the ghost-skin Siloka.
:oklak:“This is it. I finally get to be inside one of you” he laughs, and sinks into his claim, pushing with enough force to hilt himself. The Ghost-skin screams at the sudden intrusion, but Oklak doesn’t care. His eyes glaze over, and a smile of total bliss covers his face.

:Oklak:“It’s wonderful” he whispers, thrusting in and out. “All the best parts of dah-een and hoo-man and el-fu in one female! When I die and go to the After-realm, this must be what delights await me.”

Normally Oklak is being dramatic for the sake of it but for once he is right. Ivaka feels like no other female you’ve plowed before. Her body is hot like dah-een, but large enough to take your entire length like hoo-man, and soft like el-fu, yet firm enough that if you closed your eyes you could pretend you were inside the greatest Gormoamhi woman.

:guk: “It is so funny. You said you would take me home with you Ivaka, but instead I take you home with me! Why don’t you laugh? The joke is the same. It is still funny!”

Ivaka doesn't retort, gritting her teeth as you sink deep into her. Her only sounds are grunts and rapid breathing.

The Gah-meen struggle in vain, Tok’s brew making their weak bodies weaker, and every thrust drains more of the strength they have left until all they can do is whimper and moan as you and Oklak claim them. News spread fast and the entire clan had gathered in the chamber to watch the two ghost-skins be humbled and bred.

:tokrazar:“So these are the horrible ghost-skins that summoned the metal man. They seem so...small.”

:sizzala:“They were small when we captured them last time”

:seqrar: “I’d like to have a ghost-skin too…”

:saqrar: “And me. Oklak makes them sound so good.”

:Oklak: “Don’t worry” he grunts as he lifts Siloka’s legs. “There’s more where these came from. And when we are done, we shall have all their females!”

:tokrazar: “Now I’ve examined the orb. They hold much power, or they can. I know that this will not fill the orb with enough power.”

:Guk: “What. Do. You. Mean?” finishing every word on a thrust.

:tokrazar: “I mean that whoever made these orbs meant for them to hold great amounts of magic. I don’t know how they filled them, but I know the only way we can is with Man-Magic. And to fill just one, we will need erm...eight. Eight male seedings to fill it completely. And that’s only for the first time you seed a female. The next seeding always has less.”

:oklak: “That’s good” Oklak pants out of breath from his rapid thrusts. “I don’t think. I don’t think one is enough for me. Hold it still Tok, I’m so close!”

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No. 956481 ID: fd2dfa
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956481

(6/7)
Together you and Oklak thrust in sync as you approach climax, seeding your ghost-skins. Sikola and Ivaka cry out as Ionilee did when you first claimed her, and it’s melodious. The orb begins to glow as whatever Tok did allowed it to gather the combined magic of your releases.

:tokrazar:”I don’t believe it.”

:Guk:”What? What is wrong old man?”, you ask, your manhood pulsing inside the ghost-skin as the last seed leaves your body.

:tokrazar: “It’s...full. You filled the vessel.”
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No. 956483 ID: fd2dfa
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956483

(7/7)
:oklak: “So our man-magic is great. No surprise.”

:tokrazar: “No, don’t be stupid. My surprise is towards the ghost-skins.” he gestures to the breathless females that lay sprawled on the floor. “Man-magic is the power of Creation remember? The more potent the event of creation is, the more magic I can gather. And the most potent act of Creation is creating new life. The orb is full because the greatest act was able to fill it completely.”

:guk:”You mean…?”

Tok smiles :tokrazar:”It means Guk, Oklak, you are now fathers. The seed you planted in the ghost-skin have taken root; and even as we speak, your pups grow inside them.”

There is silence in the chamber. First, disbelief hits you like a rock to the face. Then realization. Ivaka is a female, not a woman. Yet the first seed took! Oklak, as usual, is first to speak.

:oklak:”Impossible! No creature can handle the seed of Gormoamhi. It is why it is so hard for non-people to have Gormoamhi pups. It’s why it take a man many plowings before seed takes root.”

You’re a father now. You’re a damn father. You knew one day it would happen because the clan needs new blood but like this? You’re a damn father…

:tokrazar:”Evidently not with ghost-skins…”Tok chuckles. “Though if you really doubt it, maybe you can go get another ghost-skin and see if her body accepts your seed as readily as these did.”

Ivaka is now mother to your first whelp. If it is as easy for any ghost-skin to bear you pups like Ivaka now will, that could mean-

:guk:”They, the Gah-meen, said more were coming! If we can capture all the ghost-skin females...”

:oklak:“We can rebuild the clan with ghost-skins alone!” Oklak finishes your thought.

:seqrar:”But they would not be full Gormoamhi. They would be odd.”

:sizzala:”We are all odd. Fitting then to make a clan of Odd Ones.”

Fitting, the very same non-people that destroyed your clan will now be its saviors. You look down at the panting Ivaka and smile.

>>The Ghost-skins will birth our new clan but these two...
>Ivaka will be your claim-mate. She will bear your pups and only yours.
>Ivaka will be a breeder. Her body shall birth all the men's young

>Siloka is Oklak’s property. It is fitting that all the pups she will birth be the Odd horned man’s
>Siloka will be a breeder, and spread her legs for all men.

>Be Sizz and interrogate the Gah-meen
>Take your Gah-meen mate and get her and your harem collared
>Be Tok and investigate the chamber
>Be Anslieu, comforting your family
>Other
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No. 956484 ID: 801ba1

Whatever the choice, it should be the same for both.
>Be Sizz.
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No. 956487 ID: 17422a

Claim mates for both. Now that we onow how powerful knocking them up can be we should focus on making them all claim mates to keep track of who is preggers and who is not. Also so we don't waste talisman magic in the future

Be Anslieu. Let's see how the rabbits are adjusting to life.
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No. 956526 ID: 9876c4

Wow, what an update.

Breeders for both. These were militia ladies, and they seem to have some kind of crazy fertility. It takes a village to get a ghost-skin to learn her place.
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No. 956527 ID: 9876c4

>>956526
Anslieu is fine, but Sizz is better.
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No. 956546 ID: 4f51b2

>>956483
Both of you can claim them as their mates.
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No. 956624 ID: 91ee5f

>>956483
What spell are you going to use with that vessel?
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No. 956632 ID: 64c05f

Okay to break the tie we need another vote on who to be. The more I think about it, Tok would be best but I am still thinking there's some benefit to Anslieu. Sizz will do her thing regardless and tell everyone what she has learned, and collaring everyone is just time wasting right now.
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No. 956650 ID: 6e6f32

Double Breeders
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No. 956659 ID: 1a6f80

both Claim mates
>Be Anslieu, comforting your family
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No. 956693 ID: 1b9459

Breeder for both. Be the momma.
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No. 956697 ID: 91ee5f

>>956483
Ivaka will be a breeder. Her body shall birth all the men's young.

Siloka is Oklak’s property. It is fitting that all the pups she will birth be the Odd horned man’s.
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No. 956702 ID: 209959

Claim mates. We can catch more for breeders later.
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No. 956707 ID: fd2dfa
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956707

>Both shall remain claim mates, though Guk considers letting the brothers put their first pups in Ivaka once she births his.

You are Anslieu, claim mate of Tokrazar and clan half-person. You and your family were left locked in the chamber of your now useless belongings. They are useless because Tok says so. You agree for the most part. If you cannot wear clothes as a clan female, then most of what is packed away serves no purpose.

Ionilee is listless. Occasionally she closes her eyes and a hand drifts between her legs. She always realizes what she's doing and pulls away before it goes further. Until she sees your blue markings and the hand goes back between her legs again.

Baeohar is angry. You recall he was regularly angry at many things. He is now angry at his claim-mate Oklak for humilating him. He talks with Comlee with plans for escape. Perhaps Oklak is too gentle with training him. He pretends you aren't there.

Comlee is listening but you know she does not take Baeohar seriously. She knows his plans are ridiculous and rely mostly on luck and impossible situations. Her training with the brothers Seqrar and Saqrar seems more effective, though they also have her help them in their craft rather than spending all day plowing her fields. She looks to you with a mix of pity and sadness.

Analey is Guk's other claim-mate. You can see whatever training he gave her is starting to work its effect on her. She ignores her nudity now, rather than trying to cover herself. When Baeohar calms down enough to take a breath, she tries to console him. It doesn't work. She gives up, and comes to you. A soft hand glides across your face, lingering on Tok's mark of ownership. "Oh my boy" she moans. "Wot have they done to ye?"

>How does Anslieu feel? Does he accept his place?
>What is Anslieu's response?
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No. 956711 ID: 6e6f32

Accept his place? Sure. These Gormoamhi are an interesting bunch, He enjoys being plowed, and with creatures this strong looking after him? He feels much more safe here than he has anywhere else in recent memory. Sure his life will be simple but, Simple's ok. He can think of many worse fates.

But despite this Anslieu is tormented. His family is in pain. It is clear they crave their freedom. The Gormoamhi trust him. He could betray this trust and perhaps afford his kin escape. But to what? To run off naked through the wilderness is suicide. Baeohar would be on him in an instant if he starts talking about the markings now. His family might consider him a traitor.
There's no right here. It's all just... too much.

I doubt he'd even be able to respond. Instead just averting his gave and trying to hold back tears.
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No. 956767 ID: 6c227a

>>956711
I mean that's pretty good, except for the last little bit. Anslieu is pretty passive, but not one to clam up and cry when things get hard. Not like he used to when he was little. He'll try to make his mother understand how he feels. She's always been kind about stuff like this, right?
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No. 956773 ID: 91ee5f

>>956707
You should tell Tok about Baeohar‘s plans of escape. Tok will probably reward you for helping keep your family from doing anything stupid.

>>956711
>Anslieu is tormented
No he’s not.
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No. 956777 ID: a9af05

>>956773
This, but make sure you're alone with Tok when you tell him.
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No. 956843 ID: 6e6f32

>>956773
>No he’s not.
Ok
You need to describe what you think he Is feeling then.
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No. 956957 ID: 3a9b77

He is not tormented, but he is troubled. Troubled for his family. He could tell his mother that he is fine but that would just worry her even more. Nothing about this situation is fine for her.

Still he should comfort her, tellong her the clan gave him more freedom, and that he can convince them to give the same to her and tye rest of the family. Only speak loud enough for Analey to hear.

Also go see Ionilee. She seems distant compared to the others.
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No. 956960 ID: 094652

>Emotional State
Nervous. The Gormoamhi have relegated them as slaves, and none of them know what they're doing. When the leaders inevitably screw up and the whole pack starves, they'll look at the slaves funny.

There's also the urges to breed; the Gormoamhi will favor the slaves who vomit out the most children. They'll overplow the fertile ones and abuse the barren. And the Daoine urges force them to like it.

And Ionilee needs to relearn clothes.
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No. 957283 ID: fd2dfa
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957283

"I am fine mother. They force nothin' on me."you reassure Analey, pressing her hands together.

"Nothin?!" she exclaims. "Tha hide is slathered a' blue!"

"Master Tok is lettin' me do more. It's wot his way of teachin' me his magic."

"Master? Teaching you...magic?"

"Aye. I learn much under Master Tok. He teaches me soooo much, and I enjoy it"

"Aye, I bet ye enjoy it" sneers Baeohar. "I bet you enjoy it real nice when he's plowin ya! Do ya enjoy drinkin' his seed to?"

"Baeo!" Analey looks at her other son horrified.

"Look at 'im! He's spreadin' his legs for that old fart like a doe in heat! They even painted him like property an' he don' mind!"

"That's enough" Comlee shouts. "Anslieu may be many things, but ye don't get to preach about him suckin' Gorm meat when you had one down yer throat all yesterday!"

Baeohar is livid. The argument becomes noise and you look at your other sister.

Ionilee watches the siblings fight with unfocused eyes. Her gaze drifts back to the wall where Guk had sealed the door. Her hand moves back between her legs.

You hear footsteps. Paying attention more to the approaching steps, it sounds like one of the brothers. Seqrar perhaps. He's coming to check on you. Baeohar's working himself into a frenzy.

>Calm you family down before something bad happens. Baeohar may not see you as a brother anymore, but you still do. And family comes first.
>Let Baeohar rant. Let the Gormoamhi see he needs more discipline.
>Tell Seqrar how your brother is planning an escape. He needs to be punished.

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No. 957288 ID: c4c8ec

Calm them down.
Don't worry about them escaping, they'll come back on their own once they find themselves alone in this dangerous world.
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No. 957349 ID: 4f51b2

>>957283
Calm them down.
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No. 957353 ID: 094652

Explain to Seqrar that you're all at the breaking point, and if he doesn't want to explain one or two dead toys from buck infighting, you're going to need separate rooms and something constructive to do between plowings.
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No. 957434 ID: fd2dfa
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957434

You instruct your mother and sister to calm Baeohar down while you distract Seqrar.

:seqrar:"Anslieu, what's that noise?"

"I'm sorry Master Seqrar. It is my brother. It is a problem with all my people. We need something to pass the time between your plowing us. It creates time for anger and harsh words."

:seqrar:"Pass time? How do non-people pass time?"

"How do you pass time Master Seqrar?"

:seqrar:"I tinker and plow females."

Bad example.

>Response?
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No. 957437 ID: 9876c4

But ye did not always tinker on such a scale, aye? You had to learn the small parts before the large, and prepare the materials to make larger things...

Give us some of the dross, and tell us what ye need done w' em.
It'll free up your time to make shape what you're making.
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No. 957527 ID: 094652

Explain to him that without daily warrior training, you feel weak. When he retorts that "non-people do not need any weapon but the plow", counter with a claim that the Gormoamhi have not vehemently trained either. They have super-magics, but without any dedicated warriors, there is nobody to follow in a crisis.
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No. 957677 ID: fd2dfa
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957677

"Well some of us were warriors a'fore ye took us. Without warrior training, we feel weak."

:seqrar:"...so you are saying you want them to be half-people?"

"Well your people have nae train-wha?"

:seqrar:"You could train. You're a half person. You can train non-people to fight. So long as they never touch a weapon. Can't trust non-people with weapons after all."

"I was nae expectin' this. Ah...wot I is saying is ah...the clan needs dedicated warriors. All ye have is yer witch Sizzala."

:seqrar:"I know. But men can fight good. Men shouldn't fight, women say we shouldn't fight, it's their work. But Guk fight good, and Oklak fight good. His horned Gormoamhi let men fight. So those are our warriors."

"But ye need more."


:seqrar:"I don't understand. You are a warrior then?"

"Yes-nae! My brother is!"

:seqrar:"But he's a non-person."

"So make him a half person."


:seqrar:"Can't. Baeohar belongs to Oklak. Only Oklak can make him a half-person. I or Saq can make Comlee a half-person. Don't trust her enough though."

"Well...wot do Comlee have tae do a'fore ye trust her?"

:seqrar:"Not struggle so much when we plow her. When she starts to ask us for it like Tok says you ask him to be plowed."

"H-he tells ye that?"

Seqrar scratches his head. He is clearly as confused as you are.

>What now?
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No. 957727 ID: 040e34

Oops we accidentally broke everything.

Okay, so what I got is:
1)The only people allowed to use weapons in their society are women and half people.
2)Promotion to half person is done by the master
3)Promotion is based on how willing their slave is to take the D.
So have the brothers make new weapons and tell him the non people can help make them. It will give them something familiar to work on while training them to be obedient. As for obedience, you know your family better than them, you know what makes them tick. You can offer insight to Seqrar and Oklak on getting Baeohar and Comlee to break.

By now your family should have calmed down as well. Let Seqrar pass.
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No. 957763 ID: fd2dfa
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957763

"Alright, wot I mean tae say is that ye should be lettin us help ye tinker with makin weapons. Ye need fightin folk, and we need tae fight. If ye give me family somethin' they recognize, it'd be easy tae make em tha' half-folk."

:seqrar:...

"Do ye understand?"


:seqrar:"You're boring me now."

He pushes you aside, barges into the room and takes Comlee, ignoring the protests of your family.
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No. 957765 ID: fd2dfa
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957765

Your sister struggles as Seqrar takes her to a corner, unfurls his loin cloth, and starts mating with her in the shadow.

A sharp pain interupts you.

:tokrazar:"Claim-mate. Don't waste talk with him."

"Wha-Ma-master Tok. Wot ye doin'?"

:tokrazar:"I WAS going to examine the mystery of the doors down there" he sounds very frustrated. "But Guk and Oklak keep mating their new Gah-meen females down there and it's making it hard to focus. All that moaning and huffing. A man can't listen to that and not be affected. Seqrar wants relief. His brother will want relief later. And I need relief."

You can see the tent pitched in his loincloth and it's very clear what he's going to do next.

>Let him take you. You can influence him more when he's sated.
>"Wait. Gah-meen? Gamin? Rezans?"
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No. 957766 ID: 094652

Ask about the Gamin.
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No. 957770 ID: 6c227a

do not risk your fragile new position with struggling now, young one.
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No. 957776 ID: cdabe3

time to get laid
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No. 957777 ID: fd2dfa
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957777

"Wait, did'ye say Gamin? As in Rezans?!"

:Tokrazar:"I don't know what a Re-zahn is."

"Tha' be wot Gamin is. Me clan was allied wit them. Or...we were...a'fore the town was destroyed."

Tokrazar sits down, unfurling his loincloth. His stench hits your nose, and it makes something stir in you. :Tokrazar:"Hmmm. I suppose you can't use your mouth then. Shame, you are very good with that. Very well" he pulls you onto his lap, positioning you over his tool. "You shall explain what the Re-zahns are as you relieve me."

"B-but I cannae focus on tha' while ye-"


:Tokrazar:"Try." And he pushes his head inside.

"Hnnngh" you grunt, your body reacts as it always does. Resisting, gripping his length in a vain attempt to push him back out before accepting his presence. "I. I'll t-try master Tok."

:Tokrazar:"Good. Let's begin."
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No. 957778 ID: fd2dfa
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957778

You try to explain what you know of the Rezans are to Master Tok. The foreign milk-skins from across the sea. You know of three families that made port near your home: Gamin, Rokof, and Makag. They brought weapons of unknown material, warriors with unmatched skill, and guns. So many guns. They devastated your enemies and rivals, and then would leave with them as slaves back to their mysterious island. Lately they've been silent, and you do not know why. If Gamin is near, then Rokof and Makag cannot be far. Gamin are seafarers, they specialize in moving the other families across the water. Makag has the greatest warriors. Rokof doesn't have the greatest warriors, but it has the most.

As you explain, Tok listens intently, increasing his pace slowly as you divulge more information. When you have nothing left, he rewards you with uninterrupted plowing. And you lose yourself. You never say it aloud, but you finally see the truth of the ancient war between Daoine and Gormoamhi. It is the purpose of Daoine to fight and fight and fight until they fail, and they will always fail. Then they serve the Gormoamhi, to be plowed and be females for the rest of their lives. Just as your father. Just as your family. Just as...you.

The truth is in your body's reactions. Why every thrust, every invasive jab, every wet plunge feels like pure ecstasy. You're a Daoine, but you're Tok's female. You belong to Tok.





And you love it


>The skeins shift again. Another day ends
>>Remain anchored to Anslieu
>>Become another
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No. 957779 ID: 040e34

Stay as Anslieu. Convince Tok to investigate that door tonight. If the boys get him all bothered, he can keep Ansy around as an emergency cocksock
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No. 957780 ID: 9876c4

making hard decisions & owning females that's what being a leader is about.

Let's be Guk.
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No. 957786 ID: 91ee5f

>>957778
At least whisper to Tok that Baeohar is planning to try and escape.

>Switch?
Switch to Guk.
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No. 957793 ID: a9af05

>>957786
This
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No. 957795 ID: 094652

Be the Gamin
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No. 957798 ID: 6e6f32

>>957795
This
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No. 957802 ID: 040e34

Well fine. Looks like I'm outvoted. Be Guk then. But we should still investigate the door. Go up and get the orb from Tok.
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No. 957827 ID: fd2dfa
File 158321399336.png - (201.13KB , 1400x1050 , 76.png )
957827

You are Guk. You lose track of time, but you cannot sleep. This is too good. The Gah-meen entertains you too much. Every time you think you are finished, you feel a need to seed her again and you discover new wonderful ways this non-person can satisfy you with a body none can match. Her cleft, her hands, her lips, every part of her is perfect, and it's all yours. And better still it carries your first born!

Oklak is just as ecstatic, as he plows his Gah-meen nonstop, until his claim-mate begs him to stop so she can rest. But you've known Oklak to go for days without sleep. He laughs and counts the number of times he planted seed in her. You don't bother to keep track. You'd lost track anyway. Ivaka starts chattering about how her people will come to skewer you and leave you to hang by your loins again. She must be cranky from carrying your pups, so you decide to feed her.

>Oh yes. Was there something you were going to do?
>>Get the orb from Tok and do...something with it.
>>Spend more time playing-er training Ivaka. She needs to accept her place now that she carries your firstborn.
>>Double your efforts to put pups in your Dah-een. They might get jealous.
>>Something else. It's hard to concentrate now.
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No. 957829 ID: 6e6f32

That Orb. You need to decide what magic will be put into it.
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No. 957830 ID: d61c87

Get the orb already! And bring the daheen along if it makes you feel better. One big (un)happy harem.

Also be sure to tell Oklak if he uses it too much, it will fall off.
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No. 957842 ID: c3e059

>>957827
Go get the orb!
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No. 957848 ID: fd2dfa
File 158327046551.png - (217.16KB , 1400x1050 , 77.png )
957848

You bind up Ivaka and head upstairs. Tokrazar is idly playing with his dah-een.

:guk:"Tok. When are you going to weave something with this?"

:tokrazar:"What? I can't. There's something else there. How do I explain. Do you know when you try to catch a cave fish, and you want to rip out its stomach, but the stomach worm bites your finger and forces your hand back out? It's like that but with magic. It forces my hand back out of the orb every time I try to shape it."

:guk:"So I'm stuck with a useless orb?"

:tokrazar:"No, it means the magic in the orb is shaped already. By hands other than mine. I do not know what, which is what I was trying to learn but I couldn't focus because you spent so much time plowing that damn gah-meen female. Now if you excuse me, it's late and I have my own needs to care to."

He turns back to Anslieu, tongue pushing into the little Dah-een's mouth. The Dah-een moans as he wraps his thin arms around the old man.
"Mnnrm. Oh Master Tooook~"

:Guk:"Ugh...that reminds me."

You go off to fetch your own Dah-een. Analey wordlessly follows you but doesn't make eye contact. Ionilee, listless and and unfocused, becomes focused when she sees you and rushes to your side. She hesitates when she sees Ivaka under your arm.

"Why you got a Rezan?"

:Guk:"Re-zahn? She said she was Gah-meen."

"Gamin are a family of Rezans."

:Guk:"Mmmm" you groan in annoyance. :Guk:"Gah-meen, Re-zahn. Too many names. Pointless things."

"Wot she doin under tha?"

:Guk:"She's a feisty one, even after I claimed her. Funny thing I learned. Her people are good for Gormoamhi men. On my first try, my seed took root. She's mother to my first pups. And I've been plowing her ever since to put as many as I can in her. A big first litter is good luck."

"Is tha so..." she looks at the bound Re'zahn.

:Seqrar:"Hey. Hey Guk. While yer here. Jus' wanted you to know, I made the first collar. Since you're leader, you can have it."

He hands it to you and trundles off to a corner where you hear the grunts of Saq and the huffing of Comlee. He stops halfway and turns back to you. :seqrar:"Oh, and I think mebbe we should look what's upstairs? I dunno. I heard something movin' up there. But it's all spooky."
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No. 957849 ID: fd2dfa
File 158327051182.png - (166.66KB , 1400x1050 , 78.png )
957849

You look at the collar Seq gave you. Typical Gormoamhi fair, it's a band of metal, roughly flattened from some scrap he dredged up from somewhere, and wrapped in leather. It has no locking mechanism, relying on raw Gormoamhi strength to open and shut. Tied to the front is a leash to keep the wearer at most three armlengths away.

>Who gets this collar?
>>Analey. She is the one that needs discipline most so it's best to keep her on hand.
>>Ionilee. She is making funny looks at Ivaka. Can't have her doing anything to the mother of your future firstborn.
>>Ivaka. Gah-meen, re-zahn whatever she is. She should be kept close so you can keep an eye on her and you future progeny.

>What should Guk do now?
>>Take the orb back down. See what can be done with the stupid thing.
>>Seqrar is such a pup-man. See what's upstairs that has him spooked.
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No. 957850 ID: 9876c4

It's unlikely the dhoine will flee, now that there's a unit of ghost skins just outside.

Ionilee until shes finished, then Analey. Let's check out the upstairs.
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No. 957853 ID: 6c227a

collar Ivaka. She's the one most likely to struggle. Investigate upstairs.
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No. 957857 ID: 094652

>Who gets the collar
Ivaka. She isn't as easily manipulated as the others, so control her directly.

>What do
Go upstairs. If there's a bird nest or something, you can ask the others how to use it best.

> And I've been plowing her ever since to put as many as I can in her.
That's not how agriculture works and you know it.
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No. 957859 ID: 6e6f32

Eh, don't collar the Rezan's. They're soldiers.
They'll likely never be fully trained.
A restraint like that will only tempt you to lower your guard around them.
Even if it somewhat mutilates them, they are likely to find something to jam underneath the collar to force it open.
You need REAL restraints for them.
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No. 957860 ID: d61c87

>>957859
While I agree they are more dangerous I'd say that's all the more reason to collar her. Since she has an incentive to try and escape and tell her friends where we are so they can burn us alive or some other slow painful death, it's best to keep some ectra security to prevent her from running when we're busy or asleep
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No. 957862 ID: 6e6f32

>>957860
Id argue that's exactly why we shouldn't use the collar. We can't all be asleep at the same time around them with just the collar as security, but it might make it feel like we can be.

Also take the orb back down. Wasn't there some magic bullshit down there. Like, a portal? Maybe this can power it.
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No. 957864 ID: d61c87

>>957862
Well the collar comes with a leash. At least when she's unattended she can be tied to a post or something

I also vote to first investigate upstairs. We got Rezans outside. Let's make sure there's no infiltrators inside.
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No. 957888 ID: fd2dfa
File 158330984058.png - (245.50KB , 1400x1050 , 79.png )
957888

The collar is placed around Ivaka’s neck. She struggles briefly as you latch it around her throat, but a quick tug and she follows you, albeit with great reluctance. You smile as you watch her resist in vain. “Come” you command you claim-mates, and they all (to some degree) obediently follow.

The upstairs is a collection of...bed chambers. Or at least you suspect as much given the many piles of filthy but comfortable bedding just scattered everywhere. According to the puppish Saqrar, the creaking came from...you smell woodsmoke. Cooking meat. Someone is up here.


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No. 957889 ID: fd2dfa
File 158330995153.png - (345.48KB , 1400x1050 , 80.png )
957889

You tie Ivaka to a post and instruct Analey to stay behind as you take Ionilee with you. In a large chamber that some might call intimidating, but you call garish, is a damned nest of pests. The hoo-mans call them ‘goblins’. It’s wrong. The Gormoamhi call the more proper name, ‘go-blee’. Disgusting things. Oklak wouldn’t mind mating with them but you have better standards. For one you struggle to even get a finger into a go-blee, so they have no value. They do taste good though….

There is a whole damn nest of go-blee squatting up here. How long have they been up here without you noticing? Have...have they been spying on you?! Was this where all the food was going?!

>How will these...things be dealt with?
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No. 957890 ID: 9876c4

We go back down, call a general meeting, arm up and then butcher the lot of them. We need food, and we're surrounded by soldiers. Maybe we leave one tribal to guard the slaves.
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No. 957921 ID: 43bff8

Establish dominance! Eat the leader and become the new alpha. Maybe kick a few for fun. Then gain an army of goblins for fighting Rezans.
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No. 957954 ID: 4f51b2

>>957889
Go with the rest to plan, this >>957921
isn't a bad idea but before any of that hold Ionilee's head with one hand and assure her you will double your efforts to breed her (and Analey too but don't tell her that).
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No. 957955 ID: 094652

Count how many there are, and then capture as many as you can with your entire party. Net them to quarter rations and let them work their way up with confectionaries as your minions.
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No. 957990 ID: 91ee5f

>>957889
>They do taste good though….
Free food!

Gather your people and tell them you’ve found food!
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No. 958074 ID: fd2dfa
File 158346711690.png - (174.52KB , 1400x1050 , 81.png )
958074

You gesture Ionilee to stay behind, then charge in, shouting and kicking the first go-blee you see. :guk:"Squatters! Pests! Where is your leader?! Where is your chief?! Show your cowardly face!"

Their leader is forced to shown their face. You know enough about go-blee tribal affairs to know they must answer a challenge after you disrupt the camp. He comes at you with a sharpened stick, then stops when he finishes rubbing sleep from his eyes and sees just who you are. Too late.

You snatch him up in one hand. :guk: "I have questions, you will answer" you say, the same magic that let's you speak perfect Dah-een and Re-zahn making your lips speak the scratchy go-blee language. "If you refuse or I don't like what I hear I will eat you. Understand?" The chieftain is stunned but nods his head.

:Guk:"Were you stealing our food?"
He nods.
:Guk:"How many are there in this tribe?"
"Uh uh...uh one...two...six...and uh six more...and uh...four more."
:Guk:"Who leads this tribe?"
"Uh...I am...da…boss?"
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No. 958075 ID: fd2dfa
File 158346713469.png - (55.12KB , 1400x1050 , 82.png )
958075

:Guk:"Wrong answer."
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No. 958076 ID: fd2dfa
File 158346716517.png - (60.28KB , 1400x1050 , 83.png )
958076

A scream. Crimson. Warmth sliding down your throat. You haven't eaten live prey in years. It's thrilling.
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No. 958077 ID: fd2dfa
File 158346719552.png - (173.13KB , 1400x1050 , 84.png )
958077

:Guk:"I am your boss. You don't like it, you can be second course. Any objections?"
There are none.
You herd the go-blee down, the cowed tribe taking their supplies, what they own and what they pilfered from you, with them. You stop to pick up Ionilee by the frame.
You put a hand to her face and she presses her cheek against your palm. You look down at her :Guk:”Don’t forget. You belong to me now. Just because I put pups in the Gah-meen doesn’t mean I will stop trying to breed you.”

"It...it dunnae?"

:guk: "No. All it means is that I must try twice as hard to put pups in you" you lick her cheek, leaving a bloodstreak across her cheek. Ionilee gasps, shutting her eyes and shivering. Is it in fear or anticipation? You hope it's the latter. She holds tightly onto your hand as you go to fetch Analey and Ivaka.

:guk:"Now where the hell did I leave my flipcloth?"
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No. 958099 ID: 2c2dd2

You mean your pants? Where do ya think? Get back down to the basement, put your clothes back on, and check the door already.
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No. 958100 ID: 2c2dd2

Oh and tell the twins they got gobbos lots of gobbos
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No. 958363 ID: fd2dfa
File 158360946353.png - (172.44KB , 1400x1050 , 85.png )
958363

:guk:"Saqrar you scaredy-pup! It was just gob-lee" you hurl one of the things at him. The screeching thing latches onto his head, and he starts screaming in surprise. Seqrar starts yelling too, mainly to get his brother to calm down so he can pry the panicing gob-lee out of his hair as the rest of the tribe moves to catch their paralyzed comrade.

:sizzala:"Will you all shut up!?"

:guk:"Find a place for them, and in the morning you make them work. I'm going back down."
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No. 958364 ID: fd2dfa
File 158360959299.png - (184.80KB , 1400x1050 , 86.png )
958364

When you are back down in the glowing chamber, Oklak is where you left him, plowing the re-zahn. The ghost-skin has checked out, making unintelligible noises as Oklak taunts its lack of energy. You slap the back of his head as you find your flip cloth. :guk:"Enough!"

:oklak:"Ag-dah! What was that for?"

:guk:"You are our hunter. You still need to train Baeohar tomorrow, can't have you sleeping all day because you wasted all your energy working a ghost-skin to death." You look at the door and down at the orb in your hand. As you approach, it begins to grow warm, and the light grows bright, almost painful.

It suddenly flies out of your grip, into the the hole. with a rumble and moan, the ancient stone begins to part.

:oklak:"Ooo-wah...did Tok tell you to do that?"

:guk:"No. I just figured it out."

:oklak:"Ah"Oklak fastens the dah-een sword to his belt.:oklak:"So...do we go down?"

>That can wait until after we deal with the Gah-meen. More Gah-meen, more females, more talismans, more power.
>No we'd best wait until Tok figures out what else waits for us. Though he is taking his damn time, what is that old man doing?
>We're Gormoamhi, whatever is down there, we can kill it.
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No. 958440 ID: 9876c4

Let's go, but do it stealthily. If you're outmatched, you can always run.
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No. 958444 ID: 094652

Get Tok's advice and then rally an army.
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No. 958445 ID: 4f51b2

>>958364
We should deal with the Gah-meen first.
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No. 958483 ID: 489693

Deal with the Gah-meen. See if we can do that thing Sizzala did to the daoine to figure out how many there are now and what we can do.
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No. 958745 ID: fd2dfa
File 158381056086.png - (94.05KB , 1400x1050 , 87.png )
958745

:Guk:"It will wait. The Gah-meen will not."

:Oklak:"But they are over there on the floor. Oh you mean the ones outside."

You take the females back up again. Ivaka seems to have given up the struggle, while Oklak carries his Gah-meen like a side of meat over his shoulder. The others have fallen asleep, Tok collapsed near the fire with Anslieu on top of him. The brothers have crawled under the stairs with Comlee, the gob-lee huddled around them for warmth. You finding Sizzala wedged in a corner near the Pile.

:Guk:"Sizz, we need your magic. Can you pry memories from the gah-meen like you did with the dah-een?"

:sizzala:"Mrrrmm-whuh? No. Need meat, blood, and bone. All the meat is cooked and dry meat. All blood is boiled. All bones are hollowed out. Need more. Also I am tired now. Go away."
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No. 958746 ID: fd2dfa
File 158381065084.png - (103.50KB , 1400x1050 , 88.png )
958746

:guk:"Sizzala, are you holding Baeohar there?"

:Oklak:"Wait, she is doing what?"

:sizzala:"Yes, and so what if I am? He is soft and warm. Makes a good cushion. He can't move anyway. It's cute he thinks he can fight back."

:Oklak:"Dammit woman! That's my claim!"

:sizzala:"Really? The way you plow the ghost-skin I thought you forsook this one" she mocks him.

:oklak:"You know that's not how it works!"

You leave the two to bicker as you pick out your own sleeping spot. The gah-meen squirms the most, so you set her down and use her as a pillow. The dah-een edge close for warmth as the bonfire begins to dim. The list of things to be done just continues to grow.

>The Gah-meen need to be dealt with before they search for the missing scouts.
>The ones they called 'Nietch' is coming. You need to know just what that means and what threat that represents.
>Sizzala has run out of offal for her magic. She needs more. While animals could suffice for small power, truly destructive magic needs something smarter than dumb animals. Like gob-lee. Maybe reh-zahn?
>The door underneath has been opened and should be explored, or at least studied by Tokrazar
>Tok still needs helping hands for his brews and plants. He has been busy helping Guk and has had no time restocking his own supplies.
>Gob-lee are now in the clan. But that was just one. Who knows how many more lurk nearby stealing food and supplies?

It never ends...

>>Strategy for tomorrow?
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No. 958750 ID: 9876c4

Goblin Hunt. We need enough for offal and meat, at least until the ghost skins are dead. Kill some tomorrow, begin drying the jerky for later.
While there, lets search for more valuables/weapons.

Can Sizz dispute Oklak's claim? How is that traditionally handled? Baeohar would likely buck less against a female master, but we can't simply give him away.

Tok and his bunny can go below to look at the door, or gather herbs, as they prefer.
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No. 958755 ID: 094652

Tomorrow, order the Goblins to learn herbal harvesting, and threaten to use them as components if they screw up.

Prioritize the Rezan advance party. You can't handle a professional squad.

If anyone needs extra hands and your remaining slaves are idle, auto-assign.
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No. 958971 ID: fd2dfa
File 158417697692.png - (289.69KB , 1400x1050 , 89.png )
958971

Morning comes too quickly. You rouse the others and begin to assign the gob-lee to work.

:tokrazar:"Good, I can finally get some work on gathering my herbs. I'm running out of brew. I don't need all the gob-lee. I think five and Anslieu is enough."

:guk:"Hrrnm. Seqrar, Saqrar, you can take the rest then. Make them work."

:Saqrar:"I think just the one is enough for me. Until more meat is in, there is little for me or Comlee to do aside from helping my brother."

:Seqrar:"I spoke with Anslieu. I did understand some of his words. Gob-lee are non-people, but they will not fight. So they can make weapons, but not fight with them. Three will be enough. If I had more stone and metal, I could start building things like a workshop, and make furniture, or more complicated tools. I would need more gob-lee yes. But. That needs more stone. And metal."

:Seqrar:"Brother a gob-lee is clinging to your head."

:Saqrar:"I know, I thought it convenient as you put one on yours too."

:Seqrar:"It's still there?!"

Your claim-mate Ionilee sidles up to you. "M-master Guk. Did ye need a fixin' fer yer mornin' ah..." she gestures to your usual problem.

>What of Oklak and Sizzala?
>What else?
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No. 958986 ID: 9876c4

Sizz is defacto guard duty/ bunwatch.
Is Oklak smart enough to gather materials without being detected?

Is there upstairs yet to cover?
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No. 959033 ID: 6c227a

oh hey, Ionilee is asking for it. That's a good sign. She's been pretty compliant lately, right? Think she's earned some paint?

We need to deal with the ghost skin issue, but first that means we need more supplies for magic and equipment. Hunt for food, and see how good the goblins are at hauling rocks. Maybe threaten to sacrifice any slackers to fuel woman magic.
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No. 959080 ID: 4f51b2

>>958971
Go and breed your mate.
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No. 959251 ID: fd2dfa
File 158460292239.png - (203.87KB , 1400x1050 , 90.png )
959251

You lift Ionilee in your arms and press the dah-een against the wall. She may be giving herself willingly, but is it out of loyalty or fear? Does she hope you will spare her mother, or does she genuinely desire you? Tok may be more lax with letting the non-people be painted, but you need more convincing. The dah-een needs a test of her loyalty.

:oklak:"Guk? I thought you said today was a day of work."

:guk:"It is. I am fixing a problem so I can work."

:oklak:"By plowing Dah-een?"

:guk:"It is my morning problem. And Ionilee shall solve it."

:oklak:"But I have morning problems too! I should plow Baeohar before I leave!"

:guk:"You should have thought of that before you let Sizzala watch them. Ghost skins haunt the forest."

:oklak:"I can pick them off easily." Oklak grins.

:guk:"No, we need more food before we bring in more females. We eat too fast already. Also, we need to find stone. Scout the hills for good places to harvest sturdy rock. Take gob-blee with you. If any do not want to help, eat them."

Oklak clearly doesn't like the order, but he nods and quietly rounds up a few idle gob-lee.

Ionilee whimpers as you breathe into her ear.

:guk:"Every morning, you shall do this for me without me reminding you. And every evening I will take your mother. You will convince her to spread for me, or you will force her. Understood?"

Ionilee does not respond. You thrust deeper, bringing her attention back to you.

:guk:"Understood?"

"Y-yes. Master Guk" she pants as you begin to thrust faster into her.

:guk:"We will do this until we know I've bred you. Is that what you want? To be bred? To carry my pups?"

"I...I..."Ionilee stutters. "I dunno."

:guk:"Do you want me to claim you?"

"I-you...cl-claim..." she whispers.

:guk:"Do you want me inside you?"

"...yes."

Her toes curl and her arms shake as you plant your morning seed in her.

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No. 959252 ID: fd2dfa
File 158460302845.png - (180.32KB , 1400x1050 , 91.png )
959252

Shifting tides. You are Oklak. And you are annoyed. Guk takes advantage of his strength to give you garbage jobs again while he enjoys the company of females. You can’t even take one of these gob-lee into some bushes for a quickie. They will talk and Guk will punish you for not doing your task.

You hate it, and you hate that Guk makes you do it because he is right. You can outwit the Ghost-skins. You did it once before. And you wouldn’t mind taking a few more, if they are all like Siloka. But you cannot risk stirring the ghost-skins until you are ready to wipe them out all at once.

The gob-lee swear they know a place where dah-een and hoo-man would cut stone and take back to their walled homes. They say it has since been abandoned, and the place is rich with monsters and their prey. No animal can best you. Large monsters simply mean more meat for you.

As you pass a ridge, the gob-lee freeze.

:oklak:”What? Why have you stopped? Do I have to eat one of you?”

“N-no boss” one of them croaks. “Issa that. We at the rock-place. But sommen else is there.
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No. 959253 ID: fd2dfa
File 158460311471.png - (202.19KB , 1400x1050 , 92.png )
959253

Oh damn…

>The quarry is occupied by more re-zahn!
>>Scout their numbers
>>Find new hunting grounds
>>Try and abduct a ghost-skin for ah...interrogation.

>Oklak shall make his attempt. The other clanmates need guidance...
>>Be Tok, making talismans and brew from excess man-magic
>>Be Anslieu in the swamps, gathering herbs for master Tok
>>Be Sizzala, watching the non-people and being bored. Maybe some magic on the females will be fun...
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No. 959261 ID: 094652

Scout their numbers. If they are double the total population of your tribe, you need to scavenge what you can and run. Otherwise, form a strategy and catch the scouting parties off-guard.
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No. 959323 ID: f274f2

Scouting will be enough for now. It's more important the clan knows where they are than anything else.

And be Tok. Guk has been very active, and Tok should be using that energy.
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No. 959331 ID: 4f51b2

>>959253
Scout and be Ansilieu.
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No. 959354 ID: 9aaeef

>>959331
This
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No. 959446 ID: fd2dfa
File 158485111359.png - (442.03KB , 1913x1721 , 93.png )
959446

Oklak ushers the gob-lee away. He will see how many ghost-skins haunt this quarry. Maybe snatch one if possible...

You are now Anslieu. Tok, you can call him that now you're his favorite, has you and other goblins looking for ingredients while he tries to make some with what he has left. He says there is all sorts of things he wants to make but he needs it for, mostly for training. There's the flowers and fruit for the brew, the leaves, livers, and animal fat for the paste, and grasses and seed for the poultice, and of course an infusion of his man-magic to make it all work. You still don't know what any of those things do, he never used it on you. Never needed to. You think the brew was used on your sister Ionilee though. Maybe that's why she's so...different now? You remember when all she wanted was adventure and hunting. Now when you can actually get her to talk, it's about Guk. Nothing but Guk. She even says his name in her sleep. It's a conundrum...

>Do you help Tok change your family? You don't know if the brew will change them all like Ionilee.
>Or will you convince him to let you sway them without the brew and whatever else he plans for them?


You've never been in a swamp before in your life. Is it supposed to smell like this? Pickings at the edge of the swamp are slim, few things look like what Tok wants you to find.

>Go deeper into the swamp
>Stay around the edges and look for new pickings
>Ask the goblins for advice. They seem to know what they're doing.
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No. 959447 ID: 094652

Look for new pickings. You don't know the terrain, and the goblins aren't exactly professors.
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No. 959486 ID: 9876c4

Seems like Anslieu would rather his family change on their own than have it chemically induced.

We need to go deeper.
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No. 959513 ID: 460ce1

Use the brew. Prove your place in the clan.
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No. 959529 ID: 6e6f32

Go deeper.
We should convince Tok to let us try to sway our family, but we should gather the ingredients none the less.
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No. 959595 ID: fd2dfa
File 158503833191.png - (204.25KB , 1400x1050 , 94.png )
959595

This place will not work. You leave the goblins to hunt for frogs and mice. Tok said their livers work best. Instead you venture further into the swamp, where more fungus and plants no doubt grow. Of course the smell is even more unpleasant, and the sensation of mud sucking at your feel is just…ugh.

As you start to pick berries and mushrooms, you start practicing a speech you plan to give to Tok regarding your family. You’re confident if you say it right, Tok can be swayed to let you bring your family into the clan without…turning them like Ionilee.
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No. 959596 ID: fd2dfa
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959596

“Tzi ugol isovpem at?”

You recognize that language, even if you don’t understand what is said. That’s Rezan speak! Some Rezan girl’s behind you, and your body ceases to obey you. Fear, panic, and a few other emotions run through you, blanking your mind.

“Tzi itozala, uek tzi ugol sazass.”

You understood some of what she said, but not much. Something about being naked..?

>Run. Don’t think about it, just run!
>Turn to face the Rezan. Maybe she speaks Impraithic
>Pocket sand! Stun and disable! Capture her for the clan!
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No. 959603 ID: e63147

You have no goblins and you don't know how many friends the Rezan has.
Run, but don't run directly home. Try to lose any pursuers first.
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No. 959607 ID: 9876c4

Let's strike up a conversation and bring her home to our perfectly normal family unit.

Heh, unit.
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No. 959655 ID: 2d9b2c

The fact she's talking and not trying to kill you is a good sign. Talk with fer first. If you can't communicate, then run.
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No. 959661 ID: 4f51b2

>>959596
Master Tok will be pleased if we bring her to him, maybe he will listen to us about our family.
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No. 959664 ID: 282894

>>959661
This is a chance to prove your loyalty.
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No. 959725 ID: fd2dfa
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959725

You tentatively turn around. Master Tok would be excited to have another Rezan female in the clan, if Guk's reaction to his is any to go by. Perhaps you can convince her to come with you if she can speak. If not, well you hope surprise will be enou-she's Daoine.

"Ahm...you speak Impraithic?"

"Oh. Yes. I can. I was saying that you look like me but naked. Why is that? Are all Daoine like you?"

"Well not exact-hey! Like me? You're Daoine too! I think..."

"Only half. My father was quite drunk and decided to have some fun with a slave girl. He wasn't careful at all and so after it was discovered my mother was pregnant, he was put to death."

"I-wot?"

"For allowing a Rezan to be born into slavery. As decreed, all those born of a slave mother inherit the bondage of their parent. I'm Daoine, but also Rezan."

"So...that's wot Makag was doing to the prisoners that was sent to them? I thought they'd get eaten or something the way the Rezans'd talk. Well ehrm...I'm Anslieu. And ye're called?"

"I am Zolzava Bathrae Makag, servant of the Makag family, and retainer for mistress Ria, and house slave to mistress Shadeleaf."

"None o' that means anything to me."

"I don't expect it to. But you asked. Now you answer my question: are all Daoine like yourself?"

"Oh like...uh no. I be a...special case."

"Special? How?"

Your usual skill with words fail you. How do you convince her to come back with your without resorting to force?

>>Response?
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No. 959738 ID: e63147

Just say you have your own masters and duties.
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No. 959749 ID: 9876c4

We've found a greater purpose than struggle. We've been touched by wisdom of the ages/aged.
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No. 959783 ID: 3b21b6

"I from a very unique clan. It's better seen than explained."
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No. 959790 ID: 4f51b2

>>959725
I'm part of an unusual tribe, this marks means I belong in it, I'm quite happy.
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No. 959852 ID: 6c227a

bond over shared experiences in servitude. How is it being born into slavery then? Your new boss doesn't like you wearing clothes, which is taking some adjustment, but otherwise its been pretty okay. He's teaching you stuff, and listens when you share and has a very nice dick.
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No. 959967 ID: fd2dfa
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959967

"I'm part of an unusual tribe, this marks means I belong in it, an' I'm happy with it."

"That still doesn't explain the lack of clothing. Doesn't it feel strange?"

"It's ah...it's wot me master wants."

"So you serve a master as well."

"Aye...it isn't so bad. He and the tribe helps me feel safe, somethin' I haven't felt in a long time. Even if I have to do some very odd jobs for it."


Her interest is piqued. Bathrae comes closer, poking at your sack.

"I was taken in not too long ago. I wouldnae know how it feels tae live like it. How is it being born into slavery then?"

"I wouldn't know, I don't know any other life. I was told about my mother's homeland and I've been excited to see it for the past seventy years. Now that I'm here I'm...not sure what to feel about it."

"Wait seventy? Ye look as old as me."

"I'm Rezan, we age much slower. In fact I don't think I've ever seen any old Rezans. Hrmmmm...What job are you doing?"

"Gatherin' material. Me master says its for his work, and he can't teach me without it. Want to come see?"

"That's certainly curious, but I need to attend to the needs of my mistress. They need fresh water. Fresher than the swamp stuff anyhow."

"Just you? For a whole camp?"

"No, there's at least a dozen others doing the same task. I still should do it."

"It wouldnae take long..."


"I don't know..."

>She is interested, but still needs convincing!
>>Response
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No. 960012 ID: 2590db

There're at least a dozen slaves running around gathering water, aside from the opportunity our camp could be discovered if we don't move carefully. Zolzava cannot be allowed to report any of what we said back to her mistress, stuff her in the bag if we need to.
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No. 960014 ID: 4f51b2

>>959967
Tell her that you could help her with water, say you are going for a vase but bring Master Tok instead.
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No. 960051 ID: 9876c4

Lure her with water and the certainty that her mistress will reward her for finding us.
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No. 960057 ID: fd2dfa
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960057

“There're at least a dozen slaves running around, and my clan has a supply of fresh water. Surely ye be better off comin’ ta see my clan.”

“I...suppose.” Bathrae admits, taking your hand. You gather up the goblins and take her back to the rotting manor house. She makes no comment about the goblins, merely gives them an odd look that they return with equal confusion. Master Tok opens the door as you were about to knock.

“That’s...not a Daoine.”

:tokrazar:“Anslieu, I thought I told you to go to the swamp.”

“I did master Tok. There’s Makag Rezans in there.”

:tokrazar:“Mah...kahg?”

“I uh...wanted to talk about my family.”


:tokrazar:“I see. Alright bring her in.”

“What? What’s going on?”
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No. 960058 ID: fd2dfa
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960058

Master Tok grabs Bathrae, ignoring her protests as he sets down a bowl of green paste stuff.

“Master Tok? What is that anyway?”, you ask, pointing to the bowl.

:tokrazar:Tugalvu. Warriors use it before battle. Pain becomes pleasure, and pleasure becomes even greater. It makes Gormoamhi warrirors fearless, but I’ve learned that it works very well for training females. Hold this” he hands you his bladder of special brew and undoes Bathrae’s belt.

“Wait, this isn’t-hey! Those are mine!”

Tok ignores the Rezan as he strips her of her past life. You stand away from the two. It’s now or never. “Um...master Tok. About my family.”

:tokrazar:“What of them?”

“I know you want to train them with the brew and your um...paste. I see my sister. She is changed. And I don’t think I like it. Please master Tok, can you-”

:tokrazar:“Hold this too” Tok shoves the bowl into your hands as he turns the struggling Rezan upside down. “Now then, let’s begin. Start feeding her the brew.”
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No. 960059 ID: fd2dfa
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960059

Master Tok takes a dollop of his paste and spreads it across Bathrae’s cleft. She struggles and groans as Tok pushes the excess green cream-stuff inside her, swirling his finger around. She cannot protest, as you forcefeed her more of Tok’s brew.

:tokrazar:“Pay attention Anslieu. To properly make the tuglavu work, it must be evenly spread across as much skin as possible” he says as he reaches for another dollop. :tokrazar:“That should be enough brew, stop before you drown her.”

You take away the bladder, stopping it up. The paste must already be working on Bathrae. Her toes curl, she begins to breathe rapidly, and she stops using words, speaking only with moans and throaty growls. Tok pushes another dollop inside. Then another. And another. “Nnngh~” Bathrae moans, her eyes unfocusing. “You...betrayed my silk sheets. I...worm in my….fruit. Done until the next month” she slurs, making no sense. The brew seems to be working as well.

“Uh-m-master Tok, this paste, the brew, all those things they change females you train.”

:tokrazar:Yes” Tok agrees, swirling his finger inside Bathrae, ignoring the way she twists around. :tokrazar:“It makes them obedient. Compliant. They stop worrying about stupid things and care only for what the clan wants them to care about: serving the clan.”

“Yes. But you didn’t need to use it on me” you argue. “Please Master Tok. I would like to have more time to convince my family they can obey without the medicine. I don’t like what has happened to Ionilee, and I don’t want that for everyone else.”

Tok frees his manhood, stripping away his belt and cloth. Reflexively your mouth starts to water as Tok’s scent hits your face. :tokrazar: “Ionilee is better though” Tok grunts, taking more of the paste and slathering it on his member. Holding the Rezan’s legs apart, he positions himself above the half-daoine. :tokrazar:“Now, if what Guk says is true, you’ll soon be carrying my pups. Let’s test that”

Bathrae hisses sharply as Tok penetrates her, sinking his full length slowly into the much smaller female. Tok sighs as he begins to claim her.
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No. 960060 ID: fd2dfa
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960060

“Ah! Oh-hoo~ Ach-ka~” Bathrae moans as Tok hilts inside his new female. Slowly he begins gyrating his hips, letting the paste on his tool paint the deeper recesses of the Rezan.

:tokrazar:“Well Guk wasn’t lying about the sensation. This is indeed better than any female I’ve had in my life” he sighs. Turning to you, paying no heed to the female writhing under him. :tokrazar:“So you want me to hold off on applying the brew to your family. How do you intend to convince them better than my medicines?”

Your eyes shift between your master and the writhing Rezan in his grip. Every thrust illicits a whimper or squeak of terror and pleasure. You know how she feels. Tok is certainly bigger than the Other Gormoamhi, his size takes some time to get used to. You don’t even realize it, but you cover your growing arousal. Trying to ignore the wet plunges of Tok, and the heady sighs of Bathrae, you try to keep hold of the conversation “I-ah...I don’t know, but I’m sure I can think of something.”

:tokrazar:“Well it’s not like I even have enough anyway. That bowl is the last of my stock” Tok mutters, picking up his pace. :tokrazar:“Anslieu, fetch that vessel this Mah-kahg was carrying.”

In the time it takes you to grab the vessel and return, Tok is well into plowing the female. Bathrae breathes in time to his thrusts, wet slapping accompanying your master’s grunts.
:tokrazar: “Place it. Next to. Her” he says between clenched teeth.

You oblige. “Let’s see...how much magic I can make!”
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No. 960061 ID: fd2dfa
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960061

Tok slams into Bathrae, the Rezan girl screaming in ecstasy as her body climaxes with him. Maybe it is being so close to master Tok, but you see the power pouring from the two, sapping into the vessel until...it’s full.

:tokrazar:“Well that proves it for certain” Tok smiles, seeing what you see. :tokrazar:“My seed took root, that plowing filled the vessel completely” he looks to you. “Well you did good Anslieu, brought me a Reh-zahn.”

“I...yes I did.”
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No. 960062 ID: fd2dfa
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960062

Slowly pulling out, he grasps the vessel. In his other hand, he guides Bathrae to his stiffness. The Rezan girl is still reeling from the medicines, and she reflexively opens her mouth, suckling Tok’s crown. With a smile, he looks at you. :tokrazar:“Two days.”

“Master?”

:tokrazar:“It will take me all day to make more, I will use this stock on my new female, and the next batch on the other reh-zahns. They need obedience more than your family anyway. You have until then, then I’m using my newest batch on them..”

“Only two?” you blurt out before you can stop yourself. Tok looks annoyed for a moment. He pushes Bathrae away with a wet pop. The Rezan girl sucks at the air, her addled mind barely aware of what’s happening around her.

:tokrazar:“She’s not very good at this. You’re better. Show her how it’s done, and I’ll make it three days...”

You freeze up again, heart racing. You shouldn’t feel this way after being claimed so many times, but Tok just has a way of...awakening needs in you. He pats your head as you get between his legs and begin to suck…
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No. 960063 ID: fd2dfa
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960063

You are now Tokrazar, and you’re having a good day. Your claim-mate brought another Dah-een to you. A reh-zahn, dah-een, and she was amazing. Better still, your planted seed has already taken inside her and you help rebuild the clan with Guk and Oklak. Pleasuring you needs work though. Anslieu still bests her in that regard. You give your claim-mate an affectionate pat as he swallows more and more of your manhood. He coos under your touch.

You look to the vessel. This thing is large. Impossible to shape this into a talisman. Not even Guk can properly hold it. Perhaps a ward? A shame, with the power flowing in it, you could have made a powerful Greater Talisman...ah well.

>>What shall the new ward be
>Ward of Redirection: Compel those nearby to turn away, keeping intruders from discovering the Shelter. You’d need five more like this to completely cover the manor, so for now you could give it to a Gob-lee or Oklak, and they could use it to keep the Reh-zahn from detecting them.

>Ward of Stamina: Guk seems to like training his females, but it will leave him drained. If he does so near a Ward of Stamina, he could go all night without rest and still be fresh in the morning.

>Ward of Defense: Shaping the ward for Gormoamhi, this could be an effective means of protecting the clan-mates if they must fight. They just need to stay close enough to feel the effect and the ward could act as a talisman for all Gormoamhi, as flesh becomes harder than stone. Alternatively, it can be shaped to strengthen dead material, and make the walls of the shelter stronger should anyone find this place.

>Ward of Empowerment: Sizzala would be able to cast her woman-magic without offal. At least small amounts of it. Enough maybe for a spark, or a bit of smoke.

>Ward of Virility: Similar to the Ward of Stamina, only it will give Gormoamhi a little ‘help’ in putting pups in their dah-een.

>Ward of Alchemy: Shape the magic so it can be directed into your brews and pastes as you make them. Their potency will increase as a result, though it will drain the vessel of all stored magic after repeated use.

You look back to Bathrae. The Reh-zahn watches you and Anslieu, and her hands move between her legs. She drools on the ground, making sounds with no meaning as she tries to pleasure herself. You already laid claim to her fields, but you wonder…

>>What shall Bathrae be?
>She belongs to Tok as Guk and Oklak claimed their own. All her litters shall be yours
>You aren’t as greedy as Guk and Oklak. She can be the first breeder.

>>Work on brewing can begin at night. For now you should
>Find Guk and start exploring the basement. The unknown is a greater threat than anything else because it is unknown.
>Bring Bathrae to Sizzala and extract information from the Reh-zahns. Now there’s Gah-meen and Mah-kahg. You need to find who else is in this valley.
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No. 960076 ID: 9876c4

Ward of virility seems like overkill, but it serves our core purpose. Ward of Stamina is probably more useful right now, as we ramp up to a fight.

This was a slave. Use her as a breeder and she might break. Better hold her for yourself.
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No. 960079 ID: f56a2b

Breeder. Put her to work for the good of all.
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No. 960080 ID: a9af05

>>960063
Make her a breeder.

Extract information.
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No. 960081 ID: 9aaeef

>>960063
Stamina
She is the first female to have your children in a long time, keeping her for yourself is very tempting.
Go to Sizzala and extract information.
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No. 960083 ID: 6e6f32

Use her as a Breeder.

Ward of stamina. There are a million things to do, you are surrounded by dangerous enemies... And everyone still spends every other day doing nothing but plowing females.

It's inefficient. Without a need for sleep, shit that needs doing could actually get done.
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No. 960089 ID: 380fbe

If stamina works like redirection, we can just have a goblin carry it everywhere when fighting starts.

I vote for claim mate. Once everyone gets their own rezan toy we can start doling out captives as breeders.

As for what to do next, get Guk and explore those ruins. If we get a working portal, we don't need to worry about the rezans spotting us. We could just go wherever we want.
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No. 960091 ID: 91ee5f

>>960063
Go for stamina.

Make her a breeder.

Take Bathrae to Sizzala and extract information from her.
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No. 960092 ID: 4f51b2

You should maker yours, thw twins can get their own later.
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No. 960106 ID: ae8ec4

>>960063
>Ward of Redirection: Compel those nearby to turn away, keeping intruders from discovering the Shelter. You’d need five more like this to completely cover the manor, so for now you could give it to a Gob-lee or Oklak, and they could use it to keep the Reh-zahn from detecting them.

Missing scouts
A Missing Slave
A military camp near our home

For sure at some point with these encroachments our presence will soon be known, and we are not in a position to face an army of some sort. I say think long term and get started with this.

>breeder
>Interrogate Bathrae
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No. 960288 ID: fd2dfa
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960288

:seqrar:I heard that there's gonna be a contest for badass boss, and those pukes from Taruvi High are gonna be in it.
:saqrar:Oh that's bullshit! Gormahi High has the baddest of the badasses, no way some loser at Taruvi can take that tile from us.
:Sizzala:Mmmphmmmphmmphmmmphmmmmmphmmhhmmmphmm
:Tokrazar: Yeah we should totally get Boss Guk, we'll win the contest for sure!
:Oklak:Pfeh. Everyone knows I'm the real boss, we don't need Guk around
:sizzala:Shmmmmphmmmkmmm
:oklak:Make me.
:seqrar:Guys don't waste your energy fighting each other! It's those pukes at Taruvi High that need a beatdown!
:Guk:Why can't I have a day to myself?
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No. 960318 ID: f56a2b

Good grief.
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No. 960348 ID: 9876c4

It should go without saying that I love this.
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No. 960421 ID: fd2dfa
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960421

WELCOME TO THE FIRST EVER BADASS BOSS COMPETITION. PLEASE ASSEMBLE ON THE ARENA FLOOR.

:oklak:Now's my chance to prove I'm the greatest boss of them all. I'll wipe the floor with everyone.
:seqrar:Where's Taruvi High? I don't see them.
:saqrar:They probably flaked when they heard we were coming. Wussies.

FIRST QUESTION.[TRUE OR FALSE: BUNNIES ARE FOR HUGS NOT FUGS]


:TOKRAZAR: The fuck kind of question is that? What does fug even mean?
:sizzala: Mmmphmmmmphmmm
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No. 960437 ID: f56a2b

False.
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No. 960463 ID: 9876c4

Obviously false.
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No. 960480 ID: 4f51b2

>>960421
False
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No. 960481 ID: 094652

True. Answer the question in the context of the quiz-giver. You may strangle him AFTER you fight in person.
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No. 960488 ID: fd2dfa
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960488

:Oklak:Screw it, I'm saying false.
:sizzala:"Mmmmmhmmm
:tokrazar:Whatever.
:seqrar:If everyone agrees, it can't be wrong. Right?
:saqrar:I think that's how it works.
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No. 960489 ID: fd2dfa
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960489

AND THE ANSWER IS...TRUE! WE HAVE A WINNER!

:GUK:I zoned out, did we start?
:oklak:No way!
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No. 960583 ID: 9876c4

"Dearest Mother..."
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No. 960627 ID: fd2dfa
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960627

Bathrae was too good for yourself. She will be a breeder for the whole clan once she births your first litter. Afterwards, anyone can put pups in her. Once Anslieu finishes you, you take the half-awake reh-zahn to your daughter. She's utterly bored looking after the other two reh-zahn. They do not make attempts to escape, struggle, or even talk, but alternate between looking at each other and glaring at Sizz. They both see Bathrae, but beyond that they show no emotion. Either they don't care, or are really good at lying.

:sizzala:"Oh papa! Have you come to take me and-what is that?"

:Tokrazar:"Anslieu found her. Another reh-zahn. This one is apparently a mah-kahg."

Sizzala sniffs :sizzala: "Well if you want me to look after another, don't bother. I have enough with these two. Get Saqrar to do it. That lazy good-for-nothing has been doing nothing but plowing his dah-een all day."

:tokrazar:"I thought he said he would help his brother."

:sizzala:"No, Seqrar said he was doing more harm than good, so now Saq has nothing to do but train Comlee."

:tokrazar:"Well I'm not here for that anyway, I want you to perform the ritual again. There are growing number of reh-zahn out there and we don't know anything about them. We need more knowledge."

:sizzala:"Well I have just enough blood saved for one more. I can't do them all yet. Have to wait until Oklak returns. Who do you want me to work?"

>>Siloka, Oklak's claim-mate
>>Ivaka, Guk's gah-meen
>>Bathrae, the mah-kahg breeder
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No. 960630 ID: ae8ec4

>>960627
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No. 960631 ID: ae8ec4

>>960630
Bathrae, my bad


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