"...maybe."

I take a swig from my ale and sit up straight, pushing the seat across the table out and gesturing at it. "Aye, that'd be me. What can I do for you?" I lean forward on my arm on the table, lowering my other arm to the hilt of my left-hand dagger, just in case.

>>6222967
stop spaming ur crappy bored on anoпtalk.com u retartet fagit's

>>6222998
>>6223043
<I'll also try to combine things that can make sense together>

At first you sub-due a smirk and say maybe. After she gives you a very serious scowl as if she "just does not have time for this", you calmly take a drink and motion for her to sit after pushing the chair across from you out.

"Aye, that'd be me. What can I do for you?"

She continues to stand, and is obviously a real bitch. She pulls out a very ornate looking sword and tosses it on the table. It looks like a useless noble's sword.

Worth a lot due to the gems and the silver and gold it's crafted from, but as is apparent by the fact that it is bent, knicked and cracked all to hell that it is useless in a fight.

"I need this fixed".

>>6223116
I move my drink from the table just in time to avoid her spilling it all over me before looking the blade up and down and whistling in amazement. "To fix it as it was will take a day and fifteen gold. You want me to strengthen it, then that'll be a week and thirty crowns." I sip again from the mug. "So?"

(Just guessin' on prices and shit, I don't know dick.)

She stares at you as if waiting for an answer, you pick up the sword, looking it over, you could easily fix this, but she'd likely try to use it in another fight and have it damaged all over again in one battle. And since you overheard her party talking she'd want you to do it -tonight-, after you've all-ready worked a whole day.

>>6223171
She rolls her eyes and then just stares at you when you say "Strengthen the blade"

"I don't have a week. So fine, just take it and fix it over the night. If you can have it working by tomorrow night I'll pay you twenty gold." She turns before you even get a chance to respond and saunters off. As if she didn't have ANY time to waste on someone like you, leaving you alone with your ale and her poor excuse for a weapon.

>>6223203
Well hell, fix that shit up ASAP. Wait, finish the booze first, then fix that shit. Gotta have an unclear head before doing the best work.

rolled 5, 5, 6 = 16

>>6223203
Examine the weapon. Any inscriptions, anything of note? Perhaps there's a clue to its origins.

>>6223249
>>6223250
While finishing up your drink, you look over the blade, It's got runes etched around every gem on it. You could easily re-sell this thing after fixing it for ten times the amount.

The runes strike you as arcane, and perhaps <What passes for in this vague fantasy setting> as elfish. The blade isn't old however, and you can't read elf, so you don't know what they mean.

By all your best guesses it was given to a noble by an elf blacksmith as a decorative bit. The blade is silver, and one familiar rune in the center near the bottom looks very "holy", you've seen it on a lot of paladin and "goody goody" types blade's as you've fixed them.

You get up to head out the door to your workshop.

Now that you think of it a brash woman like her is likely keeping this blade to fight evil or undead creatures with it, and it's likely not her main weapon.

rolled 2, 6, 4 = 12

>>6223323
I suppose we'd best get to fixin' it. Since it would apparently be very easy for us, an esteemed blacksmith, we should also do what we can to strengthen it, without compromising its "holiness".

>>6223350
You get to work on fixing the blade, heating it working it, doing all that badass stuff with the blade looking all firey and awesome. You make sure not to mess up any of the runes, and before long the sun is creeping up over the tree tops outside.

The blade looks a million times better, and through your awesome skill and magical means it's a little more battle ready then it was before. Your life has been mostly un-eventful, but if there is ONE thing you can brag about, it's your skills as a blacksmith.

You place the sword in one of the many heavy chests and turn to go grab a few hours of sleep at home.

As you leave however, something catches your eye. At first you think it's just from lack of sleep, and you rub your weary eyes.

It appears as if all of the town's children are walking out of town and into the woods in the direction of the fabled tower. Girls on the verge of womanhood, to boys who've just learned to walk are in their nightgowns or nothing at all, walking right out into the woods in their bare feet.

rolled 4, 5, 5 = 14

>>6223432
Get the sword back out of the chest. We're going outside.

Quick, what "magical means" do we posess? Do we have any personal armor or weapons? We're also going to need to alert the entire town at once. Anything capable of making a loud noise?

Try to shake one of the older ones out of it.

"What the hell do you think you're doin'!?

We are a black smith so grab our hammer and hit some steel in the middle of town to wake everyone up

Oh dear god... MIND CONTROL?!?! Carry on.

....if the lolis are chanting anythign, run away. Xiombarg is bad news.

>>6223467
>>6223478
You run back inside, and take the sword out of the chest, you have a lot of other weapons around as well, made to sell, or for your own entertainment.

You've never learned any spells, but you're not an idiot, you've worked on a few magic items and as long as someone explains it chances are you can figure it out given enough time. Right now, you have mild fighting skills from just playing with the things you create, but you're not a hero by any means.

You try to shake one of the older ones, but he keeps on walking, pulling and tearing from your grip. Shouting and yelling for the town guard, or parents to wake up results in nothing at all. The town is dead quiet, even the children make no noise at all aside from grunts if they bump into you in passing or trip in their trance.

All the doors to all the houses they left are still open. It's a shock no one has awoke in all this commotion on this cool foggy morning.

rolled 14 = 14

This type?

>>6223507
You also grabbed your hammer. It's a great hammer. It was your fathers. You love this hammer.

>>6223531

Nah brah. We're in fantasy land. THIS type, maybe.

>>6223545

NAME YOUR HAMMER SHITRUINER BECAUSE IT RUINS SHIT GOOD.

>>6223554
It's mostly a zombie kind of one. They don't seem themselves or sexy at all.

rolled 5, 5, 3 = 13

>>6223528
Dammit. They either killed their parents, or the adults are all magically incapacitated. Run into one of the houses and look for them. Quickly!

And see if any of the youngsters are bloody.

>>6223558
Seconding this, or SHITBREAKER

Also, I say WE PIN ONE OF THE KIDS TO THE GROUND

STOP HIM FROM LEAVING. SEE WHAT HAPPENS

>>6223545
>>6223558
>>6223582
The only acceptable name for a hammer is Mjollnir.

>>6223604

if you want to be an unoriginal faggot.

>>6223582
Your father was a drunk, and he was prone to rant and cuss whenever he wasn't drunk. After a very nasty night where he was drunk and some smart ass party tried to rob him, he beat a rogue half to death with this very hammer. From then on he always called it the "Shit Breaker or Ruiner" He never really seemed to nail down the 2nd part. Only that it did something bad to shit.

>>6223598
You pin one of the kids to the ground and hold her with all your strength. Other children turn around and begin to walk in your direction, it takes nearly half the crowd, but they eventually pull you away and toss you to the side. For a moment they all stand there staring at you, as if awaiting some unseen order, before they turn and start to walk off once more. It seems you won't be able to stop any of them without resorting to force, or getting a helping hand.

>>6223640
Well, since no one's around..

LET'S BREAK SOMEONE'S SHIT AND SEE WHAT THEY DO!

First, take the SHITBREAKER and knock someone out with it. Then see if the holy sword will burn their skin or any whacko shit.

If it doesn't, run. If it does, CLEAVE AND SMITE

>>6223640

Lets go find those adventurers

>>6223640
I walk up to one of the young girls and start groping all over her nubile body, checking for any...extraneous physical phenomena.

>>6223664
This. We need back up and (hopefully) someone with experience.

Is my f5 broken or something?

>>6223663
>>6223664
>>6223669
You pause and pull out the silver blade, and touch the flat of the blade against the nearest kid's shoulder. He screams, and for a moment seems himself, scared, wounded and frightened. He snaps back into the trance almost as soon as it ended, and starts to walk once more.

One girl passes by, and appears to be what the town considers to be of legal age. And being a man, and not really of the highest morals, you grope her breast for a moment. It feels like all the breasts you've felt in life, and she gives no reaction. You sort of feel guilty about it, like someone is -watching you do it.- That sort of pushes the idea of bashing one of them in the head out of play as well. They are young adults and children, most would likely not survive a blow from a hammer.

You decide to find someone more suited for such a thing and run for the inn. Stepping inside it's silent. The rooms are in the back of the inn, you yell, but no one answers. You might have to go wake them.

>>6223744
Well then, I go and wake them.

>>6223744

See that one of the adventurers, probably the young rogue or bard lass, is also under the spell and is coming down the steps. She's in her sleeping garments, but still has her dagger/lute/whatever strapped to her hip.

Maybe I'm just projecting at this point.

>>6223744
Wake them.

If not, hold sword to kid, carry him away from the tower to locked room or something where you can safely examine the effects of this trance.

>>6223782
What are you this is not your quest wut.

>>6223801

Take care to read my name. Anyways, don't take my posts seriously.

You run to the back where the rooms are and try to open the nearest door. It's locked. You pound on it and there is no answer. You are slightly freaked by this point, but being a manly blacksmith you regain your composure and pull your hammer from your belt and begin to smash the door till it breaks down.

The bed is occupied, but the person laying on it has not woken up even through your knocking their bedroom door down.

>>6223833
TOUCH DEM WITH DA BLADEEEEEEEE~

>>6223833

wake them up this is creepy

>>6223833
Oh great. Somethings about to happen that I really don't want to happen.

>>6223833
Touch the person's groin with the blade, ever so gently. It's a woman, also touch with hands.

>>6223884
Stop being so damned creepy, you.
You're starting to make me think this is /jp/.

>>6223884

What /tg/ is getting at is rape the person awake if they are a women.

>>6223900
you called?

>>6223927
sage for pedo.

>>6223939
>>6223927
>>6223904
The potential of this quest just keeps decreasing.

It's pathetic, really.

>>6223952
Agreed.

>>6223952
well that's just, like, your opinion man.

Maybe the OP's just typing up a long reply or something.

>>6223974
The OP more or less said it was his first time running a quest... lets be patient and gentle.

>>6223833
(Sorry was having an internal debate for a moment on the next point. cont now.)

You move into the room and for a moment, hope it is the attractive warrior woman or first spoke to you last night laying in the bed. You think about touching her with the blade in places that she wouldn't agree to. This thoughts do not seem to be yours, as you are not a good guy, but not some sicko.

You are concerned for the townspeople you grew up with, and while you have no children of your own, you knew some of the young ones walking into the forest, and fear for them. You almost sprint to the bed and pull back the sheets. As luck would have it, it's the barely dressed warrior woman. You stare at her bare breasts. They are not moving. Her chest is not rising or falling. Her eyes are closed, but it appears she'd been crying, long black streaks from her eye make up... wait she wasn't wearing any make-up when you saw her last.

Thinking for a moment, the sudden fear that all of the adults could be in the same state. Their chests not rising or falling, laying cold in their beds. You being the only true adult alive simply because you have not fallen asleep yet.

>>6224079
Check the other houses, see if it's the same.

Also, cover her body. The dead need respect.

>>6224079

Touch the pommel of the blade above her heart. That should bring her back. and the bad thoughts should be from the tower most likly

>>6224079
I touch her with the blade, if this has no effect I turn to face the door walk deliberately out of the inn. I make my way to my smithy and grab whatever objects that would be useful for confronting some kind of eldritch presence(such as a mage or a magical monster). If the children are headed towards the tower, I make my way to the tower with no undue haste.

>>6224096
You touch the blade to her chest above the heart, unknown what compels you to do so in that spot, aside from the reaction of the child outside. You pause and wait holding your breath in hopes of a positive outcome.

Nothing happens. She's quite dead. You cover her once more with the sheet and move to the next room, having to beat the door down as well. The young wizard with that visiting party was staying here, apparent by the staff and books laying about.

His body sits at the desk, where it looks like he had fallen asleep, black liquid seeps from under his closed eyes as well. It drips onto the book his head rests on and soaks into the pages.

Yo op is this inspired from tower of druaga?

Well time to go kill the monster at the tower. after we grab supplies and a couple horses so that we can switch mounts as we ride to get to the keep faster

Check to see if the owner of the sword is still alive - her party is here after all. She might still be alive....if we';re lucky.

>>6224159
( Nah just making it up as I go, trying to steer away from being too cliche'.)

>>6224178
You are doing well.

>>6224141
Go back, rape body of Warrior.

>>6224171

shes dead jim

>>6224141
Well that's just great. Time to go destroy the tower.

>>6224171
>>6224116
>>6224091
You run into a few of the other houses, and it's the same story in each, closed eyes with runny blackstuff, and everyone is dead. It seems whatever happened to them took hold as they slept. Hypnotizing anyone till in their youthfull and mostly innocent years, and killing the rest.

Neighbors, family, your mother, oh damn the gods your mother... all dead. And the only parts of them left their children are marching off to that damned tower. You move to your shed, heart racing, and look for things to take, you pick up your travel back pack with it's sleeping roll on top, and fill it with what food stuffs you have as a given.

As far as the shop goes, there is a great axe you were always fond of, a few light healing potions you usually use for your hands when you work too many days in a row and end up turning them into broken mess.

You move to check on the horses, checking quickly to see the children almost out of eyesight, lost in the fog. You curse as you open the barn door to the horse stable, the horses have been torn apart by something. The walls are painted in blood and the entrails are hung around as if decorations.

>>6224256
Catch up to the children. NOW.

>>6224256

that is most disturbing. Well time to get our rear in gear towards the tower...Wait
>the horses have been torn apart by something
>The walls are painted in blood and the entrails are hung around as if decorations.
>painted in blood
>hung around as if decorations

Its right behind us isn't it

>>6224305
OH GOD.

I really hope this gets archived. i need to go to sleep now. T_T

>>6224284
>>6224189
Two thoughts suddenly pound into your head like a plate fist. One hisses that your should go say thank you to that warrior woman's corpse in the most vile way. The other yells that you need to catch up to the children. You clear your head and turn in a rush to catch up to the children and run right into something, you crash onto your back on the ground.

You felt fur before you were knocked down, and your face is now wet with blood. You look up to see a creature nearly twice your size, "smiling" down at you, with a set of nasty sharp teeth dyed red with horse blood. You've never seen one, but always heard stories.

It's a werewolf. And if that is not bad enough there is another one circling around behind it, staring at you as well.

It talks "Look brother. The master said we get to eat the horses and any of the humans who don't get killed by his spell. It's only one, but it's something."

>>6224305
( You're GOOD!)

Time to drive the silver sword up into it's jaw.

We may not be an expert with a sword, but we are definitely STRONG.

>>6224340

well if memory serves werewolfs hate getting hammered in the nuts so I say we at least take out one of them and hopefully hurt the other one pretty bad.

This appears to need some archiving.

>>6224370
>>6224375
The werewolf lumbers over you, and for a moment you're too scared to think, but it passes quickly. You see it's yellow eyes and it's morbid grin. It wants to enjoy taking you apart, just as it enjoyed silently tearing apart the horses before they could even alert you.

You were never a praying man, but it seems the gods have at least given you the tools to survive this, as you remember the silver blade hanging from your hip, you pull it free and lunge with it quickly at his neck, as you pull free your mace with the other hand.

Your hairy foe is much faster then you, and you're not a seasoned fighter, this is the first time you've really tried to kill a creature that wasn't food. It's neck is lightly slashed by the tip of the silver blade as it dodges backwards and lands on it's own ass. You stand up, backing away slowly. It's brother laughs as it wines and puts a big clawed hand over the wound.

"oooh look! It must be one of the adventurers who didn't sleep last night!"

>>6224375
We have the sword.

The SILVER sword.

>>6224462

back in towards the barn. Force them to fight one at a time.

>>6224465

We have a blacksmiths strength and aim we can easily dual wield the two weapons.

>>6224494
You back slowly into the barn, wincing as you feel horse guts squishing under your feet. The un-wounded brother wolf suddenly lets out a ear shattering howl of excitement and leaps over his whining brother, diving at you with his claws forward and mouth open.

>>6224514

Bring down shit ruiner on its head

black smith str hooo

>>6224523
You swing your hammer, and visualize striking a blade on an anvil, but there is no blade. And the anvil is the werewolf's head.

You always took for granted how -hard- you could strike with this hammer, and it takes the wet crack of the wolf's skull and jaw and the fact that he crashes to the ground in front of you, sliding on the blood wet floor and taking out your legs so the two of you slam into the far wall to make you really realize just how good you are with Shitbreaker.

You can here the were wolf's head and bone stiching back together as you sit in the middle of it's back slightly dazed youself, claw marks on your upper legs. You only have a moment before he's turned you into lunch, and you can see the outline of the first wolf-man in the doorway.

>>6224550
Stab the silver sword through his heart while he's down. Then get ready to deal with the one you nicked earlier.

>>6224550

quickly slice of its head and then depending on what the other werewolf does ready yourself.

>>6224570
>>6224580
You take a split moment to think, then raise the sword above your head, it feels much more odd then using the hammer, but you could grow used to it. You bring it down hard on the beast's chest and feel the blade sink deep. The monster howls and writes as both blood and black steam pour from the terrible wound. It seems it was burning him as much as it was stabbing him. A claw tears across your hammer arm and then another thrash sends you toppling to the floor.

The sword is still in the beast's chest, but it is now done moving. You get up, limping you start to rush back to the body to get the silver sword, wanting to cut off it's head to make sure it stays dead, but you are tackled to the ground by the first Wolf.

You can feel it's mouth around the back of your neck and it's hot breath savoring the meal to come. About to snap your neck in two like nothing. It's hot blood pouring on your back.

You notice light pouring through the cracks in the barn. And that the body of the creature you just killed is turning into a naked man.

try to push him off of us

>>6224657
You heave backwards, and to your amazement toss a rather light weight off your shoulders. You stand as quick as your wounded body will let you and look down, as you snatch your sword from the dead were wolf.

As you turn around you stop however. The were wolf is gone. Replaced instead by a naked woman with a light scar on her throat that seems to have fresh blood around it. She is out cold, and looks as if she was bathed and if her wild black hair was tamed she would be absolutely beautiful. It's apparent she is quite alive.

>>6224700

Time to go make some extra strength manacles that a werewolf can't break

>>6224715
All right. Well, I think I'll stop here for tonight, and hope more people are interested in round 2! Thanks for playing along hope it was fun.

>>6224729

no problem take care

>>6224700
Rape her.

Someone want to archive this?

>>6224748
I would but I don't know how!

>>6224783
You go to sup/tg/, enter the thread number, give a title and description.

>>6224958
oh cool thanks