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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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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.
No. 953404 ID: fd2dfa
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Then you stop. There is pain. Noise. Words possibly. Flashes of green. Red. The others scream as you-
No. 953405 ID: fd2dfa
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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.
No. 953406 ID: fd2dfa
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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.
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.
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?
No. 953430 ID: 6e6f32

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

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"
No. 953460 ID: fd2dfa
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Sneeze coming

"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
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."
No. 953466 ID: c8eb7b

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

*take your
No. 953488 ID: fd2dfa
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:guk:"Nrrrrgh! Everyone shut up!"


: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?"


: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."


: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..."
No. 953489 ID: fd2dfa
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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."


:seqrar:"I never learned the Craft Mistresses measurements."
No. 953490 ID: fd2dfa
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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.
No. 953496 ID: 094652

Ask about foraging.
No. 953497 ID: 094652

Ask about foraging.
No. 953503 ID: 6e6f32

Talk about Magic
No. 953505 ID: 3f1b68

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

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


: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?"
No. 953523 ID: fd2dfa
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: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
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.
No. 953541 ID: fd2dfa
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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.
No. 953542 ID: fd2dfa
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: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."
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.
No. 953545 ID: fd2dfa
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: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."


: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)
No. 953546 ID: 094652

No. 953547 ID: 3f1b68

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.
No. 953551 ID: 3f1b68

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

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

I second screw Oklak.
No. 953556 ID: ae8ec4

>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.
No. 953572 ID: 1a6f80

>Go with Sizzala's plan
No. 953593 ID: fd2dfa
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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..."
No. 953594 ID: fd2dfa
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"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.
No. 953595 ID: fd2dfa
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: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.
No. 953597 ID: fd2dfa
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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.
No. 953598 ID: fd2dfa
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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.
No. 953600 ID: 9876c4

My prize, and Speed
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
No. 953605 ID: 6ee1b4

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

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

My Prize + Speed Bandwagon GO
No. 953622 ID: fd2dfa
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>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.
No. 953623 ID: fd2dfa
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Unlucky for her, your new talisman makes you as fast as a serpent.
No. 953624 ID: fd2dfa
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: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?”


: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
No. 953627 ID: 9876c4

1 sounds fun, but 2 sounds the most instructive.
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.
No. 953633 ID: 6e6f32

Yeah do this.
No. 953638 ID: 91ee5f

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

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

Why not both?
No. 953652 ID: 1a6f80

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

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

I agree. It’s not really a punishment if she gets a free ride.
No. 953668 ID: fd2dfa
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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.
No. 953669 ID: fd2dfa
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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.”
No. 953670 ID: fd2dfa
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: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?
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.
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.
No. 953720 ID: 1a6f80

i vote for this plan
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.
No. 953840 ID: fd2dfa
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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-
No. 953841 ID: fd2dfa
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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...
No. 953842 ID: 9876c4

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

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.
No. 953849 ID: 5cce25

To be clear I'm advocating a mix of plans. Divide and conquer as the strategy, but with Abduct and ambush as the method
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.
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.
No. 953894 ID: fd2dfa
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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.
No. 953895 ID: fd2dfa
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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.”
No. 953896 ID: fd2dfa
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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.
No. 953897 ID: fd2dfa
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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.

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.
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.
No. 953913 ID: 094652

You have minions, utilize them! Dog pile this sucker, so you can knock him out.
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.
No. 953925 ID: 015bf2

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.
No. 953966 ID: fd2dfa
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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.


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!
No. 953967 ID: fd2dfa
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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.
No. 953968 ID: fd2dfa
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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

>>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
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.
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.
No. 953979 ID: 8451a1

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.
No. 953991 ID: 5669ef

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

Those look like fruits or maybe flowers
No. 954123 ID: fd2dfa
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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.
No. 954124 ID: fd2dfa
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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?

>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.

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.
No. 954182 ID: fd2dfa
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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-"


"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.
No. 954183 ID: fd2dfa
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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?
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.
No. 954226 ID: 0599d4

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

No. 954283 ID: fd2dfa
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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?!"
No. 954284 ID: fd2dfa
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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.
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?
No. 954335 ID: 015bf2

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

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

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

Explore the rest of the mansion.
No. 954396 ID: fd2dfa
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'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."
No. 954397 ID: fd2dfa
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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

>Prepare materials
>More exploring
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.
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.
No. 954489 ID: 839c86

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
No. 954935 ID: fd2dfa
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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.
No. 954936 ID: fd2dfa
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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."


: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.


: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."
No. 954937 ID: fd2dfa
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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.

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.
No. 955197 ID: fd2dfa
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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?
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.
No. 955206 ID: 015bf2

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

Could just ask 'im.
It is unusual for one to enjoy your fate.
Why do you?
No. 955271 ID: fd2dfa
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: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?"


"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?
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.
No. 955275 ID: 6e6f32


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

Taking what you found and crafting with it is in the spirit of Guk's orders.
No. 955454 ID: fd2dfa
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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!"
No. 955455 ID: fd2dfa
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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.
No. 955456 ID: fd2dfa
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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?
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.
No. 955491 ID: 6e6f32

You are building a home here. But to Create, one must first destroy.
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.
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.
No. 955547 ID: 094652

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

Redirection will prevent hunting parties from finding your base. It can also confuse prisoners trying to escape.
No. 955586 ID: fd2dfa
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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?
No. 955594 ID: 9876c4

Peter Criss from KISS, and a double neck ring?
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.
No. 955674 ID: fd2dfa
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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)
No. 955680 ID: 9876c4

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

Back to Guk.
No. 955696 ID: 6e6f32

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

Alright tie breaker. Inspect the tablets. Let Anslieu hold the light
No. 955866 ID: fd2dfa
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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.
No. 955867 ID: fd2dfa
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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)
No. 955892 ID: 6e6f32

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

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

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

No. 955978 ID: fd2dfa
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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
No. 955990 ID: d95f41

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

Seems fair.
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.
No. 956040 ID: 4f51b2

Investigate the camp.
No. 956160 ID: fd2dfa
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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."
No. 956170 ID: fd2dfa
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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?
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.
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.
No. 956184 ID: 9876c4

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

No. 956235 ID: 094652

Good idea, obfuscate and capture scouts.
No. 956243 ID: fd2dfa
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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?
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
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.
No. 956252 ID: 6e6f32

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

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

Wait for the one to relent and turn around, then silently snatch the one relieving herself. Divide and conquer.
No. 956309 ID: fd2dfa
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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?
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.
No. 956378 ID: 6e6f32

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

Sounds good.
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
No. 956430 ID: fd2dfa
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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?
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.
No. 956457 ID: 6e6f32

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.
No. 956464 ID: 094652

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

Also call for backup
No. 956465 ID: d14680

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.
No. 956476 ID: fd2dfa
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You wait until the ghost-skin moves in again and you counter not with your sword, but with your hand. Success.
No. 956477 ID: fd2dfa
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You grab her sword arm, and use that to toss her into the air, grabbing her ankle…
No. 956478 ID: fd2dfa
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...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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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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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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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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: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
No. 956484 ID: 801ba1

Whatever the choice, it should be the same for both.
>Be Sizz.
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.
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.
No. 956527 ID: 9876c4

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

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

What spell are you going to use with that vessel?
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.
No. 956650 ID: 6e6f32

Double Breeders
No. 956659 ID: 1a6f80

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

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

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.
No. 956702 ID: 209959

Claim mates. We can catch more for breeders later.
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>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?
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.
No. 956767 ID: 6c227a

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?
No. 956773 ID: 91ee5f

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

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

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

>No he’s not.
You need to describe what you think he Is feeling then.
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.
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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