>>304761
Not only that, but I think he liiiiiikes you~

August 2011/05/20(Fri)22:32 No. 305617 ID: 544dd4
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"-Yeah, we been 'lerted tah keep 'n eye out fer a fella matchen sucha description."
"Oi Kellos m' thinken we should ring this in eh?"
"I just saw him, if you hurry I'm sure-"
"Ain't getten no prizes fer seein things so we gotta ring it in, 'es a oily bastard sir n' w-

August 2011/05/20(Fri)22:36 No. 305620 ID: 544dd4
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'Ouf! Mgghghurrhghmmmm'

"Treason!"

"Technically not treason, you see as I'm not actually a citizen and merely a visitor this falls under...

"Auggle! Be useful.

pull the switch on the wall to kill the lights.

>>305620
Look out, incoming 'bold. Knocking out the lights would work well but be wary of that spear!

>>305620
That is a manly looking bold. Close your eyes, wait a few seconds for everyone to adjust, then turn them on again.

Even assuming the switch is the on/off for the lights, he'd be turning his back on the armed guard to flip it, unless he groped for it without looking. While I'm generally loath to take a direct approach, considering your proximity to the guard and his primary weapon being a spear, perhaps merely grabbing at it and grappling with him for a time will distract him enough for your friend to complete his SNEAK ATTACK and then help you finish yours.

Oh for heavens sake just punch the fools already.

Yeah, you look close enough to just grab his spear. I don't see any short sword or dagger on him, but he might have a dagger hidden somewhere, so keep an eye out for that.

August 2011/05/22(Sun)21:51 No. 306125 ID: 544dd4
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For a moment, a dangerous moment I am caught in indecision. The guard shifts his attention between me and his entangled friend. If he were to go on the offensive, or reach the intercom, looks a 'lot' stronger than me, light-switch would grant me an advantage, hat shades my eyes, the helmet does not, but his spear grants him reach, does he have a dagger? But if, if I was to step and turn, no...

My tail it prehensile.

I multitask.

August 2011/05/22(Sun)22:05 No. 306129 ID: 544dd4
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He attempts to wrest the spear back, away from my hand, I feel his thick, muscular tail lash at my face, seeking the neck to choke me. I am not strong enough to hold back his fist, but I hold onto the spear regardless, knowing the bladed end must stay pointed away.

I feel the guard's fingers go slack, his breath labored, and hear Dessil, whispering.

"No, no do not struggle, vhat profit is dis. None, just be relaxing... be sleeping... what harm can come, none. Vill not hurt hew hwe promise. Juzt a moment, no shame in slumbers, yes?"

August 2011/05/22(Sun)22:11 No. 306132 ID: 544dd4
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Dessil instructs me to bind and gag the guards quickly, as they will not stay unconscious for long.

I wince as the lights snap on again, and hear a kind of muffled thud followed by the sound of another, smaller body hitting the floor.

"..and be tossing me sum small bit of rope for dis one yes? Also, hew have a horse, go get it, I'll take care of dem now, we'z gotta plan."

okay nice, tie em all up and let's blow this joint.

Sounds like a plan. Hand over the rope, and let's get to the stables.

...ask what the plan is though. Where should we meet up?

Suggestion 2011/05/23(Mon)11:35 No. 306230 ID: 0d7a83
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Whistle for your horse, then jump on it, Zorro style.

Since its not actually your horse (borrowed), it is probably not well trained enough to do fancy stuff like the whistle thing.

Can the horse fit in these hallways?

August 2011/05/24(Tue)22:48 No. 306570 ID: 544dd4
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"Okay, I've got the... why are you?"
"Disguise, most important part of being clever, hew knowing de story how King Adejand outsmarts dragon using broken mop, butterknife, and damp sponge?"
"I... no. I don't."
"Course, making up a quick story is actual 'most' important part, but de right threads help too. Now hitch my bird to your pack, taking off dat hat und cape, annd we go."

August 2011/05/24(Tue)22:59 No. 306572 ID: 544dd4
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"Well, fella's whater yew two types goin bout fer."
"Wer-"
"I was but thinking good sir, milady has ridden out to find bandits. Upon finishing such exertion, she may find herself in the need of relief of her burdens and aches. A task of succor I find myself obliged to return having been rendered in kind."
"I... what? Oh, oh yerh 'that' fella. Yeah. Damn boy yer whipped fast. Yeah, mmmm, she went erh out that way yonder."

August 2011/05/24(Tue)23:10 No. 306577 ID: 544dd4
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We make our way out through the fields, gradually losing sight of the massive bulk of the fortress through low hills and fog, to finally make our way to a forest backpath. After a bit Dessil-erh- Larcen looks about, backtracking a bit carefully, and listening closely to the wind before mounting up and declaring his victory.

"Success!"
"Viva Excelsior"

Now, then, what now?
"Also, vhat vas dis ting about 'miladly' story, where hew getting dat kind of cleverness ehh?"

the best kind of lie, one that is entirely true.

Just wink at him and tell him obscurely that people are most likely to believe what they want to hear and what best fits their own personal paradigms. Best to make him think that you might be a better Larcen than even he is. And you wouldn't have a ridiculous accent either. Also, you still haven't given us a decent background history of what you know of this guy and your 'experiences' together.

"It was less and more than you might expect, and done only out of pure necessity I assure you. Of course if I had a mind to..."

Might be nothing, but it looks like there's something looking out of the bottom of that bush to your right.

> bottom of that bush to your right.
Looks like that may be the frog we were looking for.

August 2011/05/26(Thu)21:51 No. 307057 ID: 544dd4
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"It was, well you see it was one of the best sort of lies."
"Hew mean?"
"Yes, that sort which are primarily true."
"Aaaah Augoust~ Hew must tell me, what is she looking like, smelling, tasting even? I knew hew would come into yerh own some day haha! Didn't presume doe dat hew would be getting a taste for dem lowlanden type girlies. Is very, down to earth, how hew say, primal an-
"It is... a bit more complicated than that I assure you."

August 2011/05/26(Thu)22:05 No. 307064 ID: 544dd4
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"What are you doing over der anyhow, is starting to get damp und probably vill rain soon.
"Gotcha, Done! Nevermind me, just, had to get something."
"Ah, well, I see den. Hew still have dat old family crazyness anyhow. Anyhow, should probably be splitting up so are harder to find, buuut if hew want to am having a camp a ways from here. If you've nowhere to be, is sure de boyz vill not mind an extra fellow wiff de loot is bringing in tonight."

Hmmm, should we take him up on that offer? I could probably get home before night if I ride soon, might even beat the rain if I make it to the highlands, but it would be a good chance to catch up with an old friend.

We shared a room together for a few years at the Owensdale Academy for Young Gentlemen. He was the only son of a rather successful brewer from northcoast, he had to withdraw though the last two years due to financial problems at home. I think there were some Sea People raids followed by a nasty crop plague that year, was never clear on the details there.

He's right that splitting up would be the best option. Make plans to meet him at a later date instead.

urg, its tempting to go with him; who knows who he's got back at his camp, but it's risky. besides its not like you need a share of the loot. I think it would probably be better to decide on a date for a proper reunion, if his... schedule permits it.

>>307064
Well, you haven't found the flower yet. You could go with him and get one of them to find it... But it's smarter to split while the splittings good and look for the flower on the way.

>>307057
Scratch that, you have no idea what the flower actually looks like, do you? Go with him, get someone to grab a few samples of both, then hire them as an escort, maybe.

>>307064
If you delay, there may be trouble waiting on the border tomorrow.
However.. your friend is a roving, dashing rogue now. It could be a long time before you meet again.

Also, that's not one of those frogs that has hallucinogenic-laced skin or sprays poison blood from its eyes is it?

Then again considering the other fantastic creatures you've come across I suppose those could be safer options. It could be a baby gigantoad or something that grows to the size of a carriage.

>>307067
I'm going to second this.

I vote for going with him, or at least rendezvousing at his camp. It might be good to get some clout with the underworld, as it were, and your family may actually approve of your becoming something of a benefactor to a group of villains who are being a thorn in the side of their political rivals.

August 2011/05/29(Sun)23:23 No. 307784 ID: 544dd4
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"Mmm I should probably be headed home, my family likely didn't expect me out so long nor far. Perhaps we could arrange a later, safer meeting? Besides, if I try and cross the boarder tomorrow, there could be trouble. Women trouble."
"Ahahaha dat's mah Auguost! Hew and me, like brothers yes? Me, I am de big brother, and hew, hew are like little brother never had. Yes, yes we must surely meet later. Perhaps go out on de town, two fine scary sexy fellows like us, I wiff dese rugged good looks and muscle tone, hew wiff dose fine features and clever tricks, make all da ladies scream and tremble we will!"

We walk a bit further along the common path, say our goodbyes and take our separate ways.

August 2011/05/29(Sun)23:31 No. 307787 ID: 544dd4
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The rain begins to drizzle over the lowlands for the rest of the afternoon like a gravy boat held by a harrowed kobold, which is to say, it intermittently dumps heavy droplets all over the landscape at the slightest provocation or excuse.

The worst bit was perhaps the ascent from the bottom of the quarry as strange gusts of wind through the rocks made slow going. Listening for the sounds of sliding stone over the eerie moaning music of cavern mouths in the breeze.

August 2011/05/29(Sun)23:36 No. 307791 ID: 544dd4
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In the uplands the precipitation eventually drops off, or perhaps it had already passed, leaving behind the smell of damp grass and sounds of crickets in the dusk. I make Merbouillant just at nightfall, damp, uncomfortable, and thoroughly exhausted.

The quarry likely radiates heat at a faster rate than the surrounding terrain. That, coupled with the shape of the quarry, would create a low-pressure area with a good channel for high pressure to flow into.

It's like a big wind catcher.

August 2011/05/29(Sun)23:54 No. 307794 ID: 544dd4
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I rouse Baldrekgus from the couch, surrounded by a small nest of biscuit papers and the random odds and ends he is wont to collect in his goings about and set him to setting me a bath.

"I don't know if... I can take every week being so interesting. Hahh hah ha see? my hand's are shaking so at the thought of all of it, I had to fumble for a solid minute just to work my belt. I dug up a magic space rock, chased by a lion, engaged in fisticuffs on an aeroplane, danced with a prospective cosanginous mate and childhood friend, entertained the Fae, was assaulted by one of said faries in a twisted dream maze, 'killed' him, with a magic! ransacked my mentor's artifact stash and library, went shopping, snuck out of town, assumed a disguise as a minstrel, fought creepers, preformed emergency medicine, killed a mess of creepers, with MAGIC! went mad for a bit, woke up naked in a rival noblewoman's bath, technically slept with her, impersonated a dragon, tricked a knight bartered with a kobold, discovered a 'dirty little secret' ran from a knight, into a female fertility cult, snuck out of that, ran into an old school buddy, who's now a legendary burglar and helped him pull of an escape!

It's only been.... four days... Saints! I need a bath. I've never done anything like any of this mess before. It all feels so strange..."

August 2011/05/29(Sun)23:55 No. 307796 ID: 544dd4
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"So very... very strange..."

>>307796
Err... You sure you can handle this? 'cause what you called the most exciting four days of your life we call a long weekend.

>>307796

Aren't you glad you met us?

>>307796
Don't fear the strangeness, fear getting used to it. But not too much because you probably will have to at some point.

is another of our powers. make your life much more amazing.

>>307825
That's an interesting point actually. While I can't confirm that it's caused by us most of the people who carry us find themselves getting into exceptional circumstances quite often.

On the flip side though, they also find themselves gaining strength, power and allies at an accelerated rate.

Its sort of a 'high risk, high gain' thing. Don't worry about it to much though; we have a good track record for keeping our carriers alive.

We ought to write a song about August.

Brave, brave, August de Sauterelle
Knew how to give his enemies hell
He flew on a plane
Down to the plains
And retrieved a retarded magic ball

Someone come up with the chorus

So... got any unresolved issues?

>>308443
Bravo!

>>308473
>*illuminate scene*
Might not want that. If I may attract your attention to the lower left corner...

Is this an amazing dream?