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    692 KB Quest for Fire Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)03:39 No.10197905  
    You wake up. Today is the big day. Today you are going to complete your journey into manhood.

    You are male.
    You are 12 years of age.
    You currently own
    >Simple Wooden Spear, Crooked
    >Loincloth, Dirty, old
    >Sharp Stone, Obsidian

    As your eyes open you climb to your feet. The rest of the tribe is gathered in the cave. The Shaman is working on something near the cave entrance. The three female are working on some skins near the back at the tiny pool of water that drips from the ceiling.

    The sun is just streaming into the cave. The hour is very early. Most of the adult males are outside of the cave.

    What do you want to do now?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:41 No.10197933
    Am I a wiry, athletic adolescent caveboy or am I a Michael Cera caveboy?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:41 No.10197934
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:42 No.10197936
    club female over head. claim as mate. avoid sister.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:42 No.10197944
    go looking for breakfast
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:43 No.10197948
    Go to Shaman.

    Learn Shamanic arts.

    Nerd supremacy in prehistoric times! Fuck those dumb jocks/hunters.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:44 No.10197958
    Seconding Shaman
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:44 No.10197961
    I'd like to play videogames.

    However, considering I've no knowledge of such advanced technology, I entertain myself with the prospect of sex and violence. I approach the pool where the women are preparing their crafts, splash water on my biceps and hair, and present myself to the females.

    With a raucous grunt, I make my claim. "Uga."
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:45 No.10197972
    oh look, cancer.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:46 No.10197983

    oh look, someone forgot their sage
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:46 No.10197995
    Join the other adult males outside of the cave. We will best all others in the rite of manhood that they are probably gathering around.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:49 No.10198031
    Update, OP?
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)03:51 No.10198043
    >Rules are simple. A suggestion is made. When it is seconded, that action will be performed. At cusps when multiple options are present, the first seconding will take precedence.

    Moving over to the Shaman you pass the females. You purposely raise yourself up thrusting your chest out and giving a bounce to your steps in order to make your junk and associated loin cloth flop a bit more. The women Sort of chuckle to one another. These three are some of the older ones, One in fact is your mother although your tribe does not recognize "mother' as more then the person who carried you to term. Reaching the shaman you stand politely and silently for a few minutes. You fart in order to gain his attention and he finally looks up. His face is covered with paints and he is working on mixing new ones on strips of bark using a bit of water and a few different types of mud and a rounded stone end.

    "What do you wish, boy? I am preparing for the test of manhood. You should be as well!"

    You raise your chin and look him as directly in the eye as possible while feeling fear. This man controls the Elements after all! As proudly as you can you claim. "I wish to study beneath you O' powerful shaman. I wish to know the way's of the Elements and take your place when the Gods take you to the stars."

    The shamans eyes narrow and after a moment he gives a nod. "We shall see what today's test of manhood says. Gather your things. Eat your breakfast. Then meet me and the rest of the Men out front" With that, the shaman turns back to his mixing.

    >Next course of action?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:53 No.10198070
    Eat things.
    Gather Breakfast.
    Be a Man!
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:54 No.10198084
    Does he not know I'm a boy genius? I attempt to piss into his mixture to assert by dominance and cleverness. Perhaps I shall drink the potion later, when this entire tribe has become my harem.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:55 No.10198090
    (being a man entails being as swift as the great typhoon)
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:55 No.10198094

    Be a breakfast
    Gather things
    Eat a man
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:55 No.10198097
    >You fart in order to gain his attention

    This just got amusing.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:56 No.10198099
    No, to be a man you must be swift as a coursing river and have the force of a great typhoon.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:57 No.10198105

    Gather men
    Eat breakfast
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:58 No.10198115

    The most important bit is to be as mysterious as the dark side of the moon.

    Conduct your own ritual. Don't know any? Invent one.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)03:59 No.10198129
    real men take their shitty quest threads to tgchan
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:00 No.10198140
    >implying quest threads are worse than most of the other shit that's going on

    Bitch please.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:00 No.10198141
    I have been shown the error of my ways
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)04:03 No.10198176
    >This is going to be interesting...

    You proceed over to your personal space. Little more then a sandy alcove with some soft leaves and a comfortable stone for a pillow. But there's a large peice of bark sitting there that's covered with delicious food. A few berries that taste a bit bitter, some roundish brown tubers, and a strip of raw meat with a nice hunk of fat on the end. Delicious! You settle down and devour the meat quickly, the only pause coming when you feel the sting of ants biting your ankles. You shake off the annoyances then make your way out of the cave. Your belly pleasently full.

    Spear in hand, you stand before your cave. Brown eyes surveying the land. Big trees, mountains, the glint of a lake towards the north. The mountains on the east are covered in snow. And to the west? You can't see it, but rumors speak of a great lake so large you can't reach the end of it, but the water is poisonous and kills.

    In front of the cave, the other men are busy working. Some are settled down working on their spears. Others are discussing hunting strategy. Two other boys of similar age to you are sitting on a log punching each other. One boy, Loga is much larger then you. Almost two years your senior. The other is Skild, he is smaller then you but still a year older.

    >Which group shall you approach first?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:04 No.10198180
    Also, avoid setting fire to my own shlong, per the OP.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:06 No.10198202
    Approach the men. Listen to their hunting techniques and hope to absorb their knowledge, as it may be helpful in our upcoming test.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:07 No.10198211
    Approach Skild first. Attempt to threaten
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:08 No.10198224

    Seconding bullying Skild
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:09 No.10198239

    Approach Skild. Be his friend. Get tips for manhood ritual.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:11 No.10198269
    Befriend the small one.
    Kill the big one.
    Eat the survivors.
    >> Skild 06/01/10(Tue)04:12 No.10198290
    My advise is: go play your shitty quest thread on tgchan where the cancer is contained.

    I've had to behold the utter abortion of an Inquisitor Frollo Quest thread earlier and I must fight the cancer!
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)04:13 No.10198308
    >Approaching Skild to bully. Bad /tg/! Bullying is wrong!

    With a grunt you make a decision. Approaching the other two boy's up for manhood training you raise your chin and thrust out your chest. Spear in hand you come to a stop next to the other two.

    Loga looks up and grunts at you "What do you want, Korsna."
    You ignore him for a moment and focus your attention on the smaller skild. "You are in my seat, skild! Move!"

    Skild looks up at you and slowly comes to his feet. When he's standing up, he barely comes to your nose but still looks you in the eye. "I was sitting here first!"

    Letting out a growl you raise your spear butt and thrust it forward between his legs and upwards. Skild let's out a gasp of pain as you thoroughly nut-check him and falls backwards, tripping over the log where he had been sitting, and curling up in a fetal position grasping his genitals and letting out a groan of pain.

    Loga get's to his feet, anger in his eyes. "Why you do that Korsna! Skild did nothing to you!" Loga steps closer to you, holding his own spear in a threatening manner. Skild is still on the ground groaning.

    >What do?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:14 No.10198314




    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:14 No.10198318

    not playing this quest, but I'm bumping it in passing because you're a nigger summer newfag namefag.

    ... nigger.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:16 No.10198335
    Defend yourself, hit him with the blunt end of the spear in the throat.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:16 No.10198338



    >> An0nymous !gkWeiOwuW2 06/01/10(Tue)04:17 No.10198356

    I must be really tired. I thought that was the Incredible Hulk.
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)04:17 No.10198359
    >Please cease and desist the trolling. If you don't like quest threads, don't read them and proceed to click the little square with the hyphen to minimize it. If you don't have said square. Go download Greasemonkey for 4chan and behold the wonders of minimizing what you dislike. Thanks!

    >To all others. Don't respond to the trolls. Even to tell them to go away. All it does is encourage them.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:18 No.10198363

    He's talking instead of fighting, so we can confuse him.

    "Why do you want to know?"
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:18 No.10198364

    If this fails, we can teach Loga a valuble hunting lesson as well.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:20 No.10198388
    We are so gonna get exiled for all of this.


    Make lighthearted joke/Fart.

    Defuse tension.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:21 No.10198403
    Start a fight.
    >> The Harlequin Rose 06/01/10(Tue)04:22 No.10198415

    Use their foreskin for your shaman rituals to make you bigger, where it counts!
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)04:22 No.10198418

    Raising your chin angrily you position your spear defensively. At Loga's questioning you answer firmly and loud enough to be heard by the few adults who approached to stop what appeared to be an oncoming brawl.

    "I am Wolf. Me teach skild not to fight wolf. Me teach skild to skulk away. He know he can't win every fight. If he come back, me kick in balls again. He not man enough, yet.He learn valuable lesson!"

    Loga looks angry still but then your father, Kors comes forward and plans a big hand on your shoulder. His grip is strong and his hands heavily callused.

    "I raise smart son. He right. Skild is too little to be man yet. He need grow big, like you and my son Korsna. Skild not take man test today."

    Loga lowers his spear and nods affirmatively. He gives you one last glare and then sits back down on his stump. skild begins to crawl away, shame in his eyes and tears flowing down a rather dirty face.

    >What do?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:22 No.10198420
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    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:23 No.10198431
    Practice spear thrusts. Who knows what this test could be?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:24 No.10198436
    Go talk to the other people around camp, maybe the hunters.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:24 No.10198438
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:24 No.10198444

    Aww, we made Skild sad...

    Stab Loga with your spear while he's not looking

    Blame it on the wind
    >> The Harlequin Rose 06/01/10(Tue)04:25 No.10198460
    Kill a Kelbi and attach it's horn to spear. Become a Lance hunter.

    By the way, what does our dad look like?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:27 No.10198481

    This. Let's see how much skullfuckery we can get away with
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:27 No.10198485
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    Let's make a PROPER weapon. I.E. find:

    1. Fairly heavy, but green, length of wood
    2. Wet sinews
    3. Small rock with a vaugely wedge-ish shape.

    Split end of wood with rock, slip rock into split, and pull wood together over the end with wet sinews. Badda-bing, motherfucker, a handy backup weapon.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:29 No.10198504

    >Blame it on the wind

    fucking stupid, but I still LOL'ed.
    >> The Harlequin Rose 06/01/10(Tue)04:29 No.10198509

    Real men make weapons out of monsters... But thats a start.


    OP: What sort of setting is this? Low magic, full of monsters? Or just regular cavemen?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:30 No.10198523
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    We already have the rock. We just need to find sinews and a stick.

    Also, do you know why I want to be a shaman? So we could get a totem animal. A bat. So we can become this.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:31 No.10198535
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:32 No.10198549

    >man in pic using stone mace/axe

    .... it all comes together.
    >> The Harlequin Rose 06/01/10(Tue)04:33 No.10198560

    We are vengeance! We are the night! We are Shaman Bat!
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:34 No.10198569

    Oh, snap, we DO have an obsidian rock. Guess we could make a proper axe out of that. Or not; obsidian is brittle. Still, it makes splitting the wood a hell of a lot easier; saves us time looking for a good, very wedge-ish rock, or having to fuck around making a hand-tool.

    .... man, the value of a sharp rock doesn't really hit home until all you have in the world is a pointy stick, a loincloth, and all of mean mother nature to work with, eh?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:34 No.10198576
    OP start postan
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)04:35 No.10198585
    >Ya'll are bastards. Makes me laugh. I'll answer other questions in a second.

    You wait until your father looks away and promptly thrusts your spear forward. Stabbing the wooden tip into the upper arm of Loga. Blood immediately flows and he shouts in agony and grabs at your spear end. Yanking it from his arm he thrusts it back at you knocking you out of balance, bending down he grabs his own spear and rises to his feet. Fury in his eyes as he charges forward thrusting with his own weapon.

    Frantically you bring your spear down, still trying to catch your balance while the larger boy thrusts. his spear, deflected slightly by your own loses it's forward momentum and doesn't stab you in the stomach. Instead, you feel a flare of heat and agony as the spear stabs into the flesh of your outter left thigh. The sharp tip pierces, fills the wound, and splits the skin atop it.

    Before the fight can progress further, the adults are in the mix. You feel your face slammed into by a rather large and burly fist. Big hands grab your shoulders and pull you back, another set of hands yanking your spear free of your hand.

    Within thirty minutes you're sitting inside your small space in the cave. Your weapons have been taken from you. A poultice made of crushed maggots and certain herbs is pressed to your thigh injury, which hurts like the dickens! Outside your small alcove. the men are talking at great length. Loga sits on the other side of the cave, currently being tended to by Vedis the Shaman.

    >What do?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:36 No.10198603

    Go easy on him; we just threw all this shit at him:

    1. Fashion stone axe (probably requires side-quest for females to get sinews)

    2. Stab Logo and blame it on the wind


    Any OP would need time to work through that bullshit.
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)04:37 No.10198618
    >This isn't monster hunter.
    >Magic level hasn't been decided on yet. I'm still debating. For now, run it as a purely historical mostly accurate "caveman" roleplay. After all. How do you know it's real magic and not some sort of foolery being done by the Shaman? Bwahahaha!
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:38 No.10198627
    Claim the wind told you to do it
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:39 No.10198637

    Somehow twist the truth to make Loga look like the attacker
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:40 No.10198650

    Oh well. Let the adults talk. May as well drag our ass outside and find the wood and the axe head. If they show alarm at us dragging ourselves around on our ass, then our prowess and/or batshit insanity must be well respected indeed.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:40 No.10198651
    try blaming spirits.
    >> The Harlequin Rose 06/01/10(Tue)04:40 No.10198653
    Say you saw evil spirits entering Loga's body or something. Play on their superstition. Maybe use this claim of a 6th sense as a way to help you boost your way into being shaman.
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)04:41 No.10198664
    >OP will respond when he damn well wishes. I'm doing some stuff IRL, It should be fairly regular though. But be patient!
    >Seconds dating back to before an OP posted update will be ignored if they do not apply to said update.
    >I will do one suggestion per update, I may include multiples, if they are along the same vein. Example, going out to hunt something for sinew, and then someone else suggesting getting leather also. I'd combine those together.
    >I may make changes to a request, depending on ease and realism. IE, stabbing Loga, didn't get a chance to actually y'know. Blame it on the wind.
    >Finally - I will kill Korsna if you all fuck with the story enough.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:41 No.10198665
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    Skild can be our Robin/lackey/meatshield.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:43 No.10198699
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    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:44 No.10198700

    This. You sense great darkness within him.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:45 No.10198718
    axe faggot here. blaming spirits is our best chance to not get fucked. whichever one OP goes for obviously depends on how much time to ourselves we have before the adults come question our ass.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:48 No.10198743

    Spirit blaming can only lead to one outcome though.

    He says that we are the ones infected. We say otherwise.


    Best outcome.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:48 No.10198746

    ... so this is a comic? Prehistoric batman? Seriously?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:49 No.10198764
    Say you were possessed by the warrior spirit of your tribe. Insta-pass your manhood test and get out of trouble all at the same time.
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)04:50 No.10198780
    >/tg/ ate my post. Short delay.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:52 No.10198801

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    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)04:54 No.10198815
    >Shit just got real, son.

    You stride forward as best you can on your busted leg. The men immediately go quiet, Grag the Chieftan steps forward "You. Boy. Why you stab Loga? He done nothing wrong!"
    Loga glares at you from the Shamans small circle and you launch into your spiel.
    "For many moons now the Wind has spoken to me. I hear the spirits of fallen warriors talk to me and tell me things. They have told me when danger approaches while gathering with women. They have told me of best places to find black berry and potato. They told me to hurt skild to make him strong warrior, since he not ready yet. Then, they told me that Loga was possessed with Evil spirit. They told me that I must stab him to let blood flow and let the evil out. Why else would he stab me, when I barely harmed him? He was angry that I recognize him for evil spirit!"

    The other males look at each other and start murmering in concern. The chieftan though crosses his arms and bellows the Shamans name. Poking the man in the chest he asks angrily. "This true? Korsna speak to wind-spirits?" Vepis looks at you thoughtfully and nods. "It is true. He come to me this morning. Ask for shaman training. I think it over. Depends on if he become man or not." The Chieftan nods and waves a hand, dismissing vepis. "Fine. I talk with other adults. Boy. You are excused for day. be back before sunset. We will discuss your fate."

    >your day is open. It is approximatly 10am. What do you want to do?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:55 No.10198832

    Bruce Wayne randomly travels through time, forgetting everything in the process.

    He still ends up becoming Batman (or a reflection of Batman) each time.

    His ultimate goal is to end up back on the 21st century again. Which will end the world. Somehow.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:56 No.10198845


    Also women if we find the time.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:58 No.10198865

    >Bruce Wayne travels through time



    The Great Axe Project seems to be the best thing going at the moment.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)04:58 No.10198870

    Make fun out of Loga
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:01 No.10198898

    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)05:03 No.10198920
    >Axe it is.

    Deciding to use your time as constructively as possible. You go to the shaman and grab your obsidian dagger as well as your wooden spear from against the wall. With that, you strike out on your own.

    You have an excellent idea in mind. You wish to find some sinew and a suitable shaped stone. You also want to create a new weapon.

    There are two places to get stone. The forest to the east, or the mountains to the north. There is also a river, but you think the stone would be too dull. But it may be suitable once chipped, but it would take more time.

    Also, you need sinew. You know that there are some good animals for hunting in the forest that have sinew, but they are small. however, it's safer. The plains also have good hunting, the animals larger, but there are dangerous animals there too.

    And finally, you know that the best place to find a suitable stick is in the forest.

    >Where shall you go first?
    >> The Harlequin Rose 06/01/10(Tue)05:04 No.10198931
    Now that we have sown the seed of thought that we have powerful magical potential in the minds of the elders, lets get on to making our axe before we have to get back, just in case we have to use it.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:04 No.10198934

    No don't antagonize Loga, we'll need to live with these people. Tell Loga the line of shit you told everyone else. Once he realizes you have the power of spirit advisers he'll stop seeing you as an equal and instead see you as having greater powers than he could hope to have.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:04 No.10198936
    Well the forest has everything we need it seems. Go to the forest.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:04 No.10198939
    The forest seems convenient
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:05 No.10198944
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:05 No.10198949

    Forest. Sinew and sticks.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:05 No.10198950
    Go to the forest to hunt a few small animals for sinew and a stick.
    Take the remaining meat to the guy we stabbed and try to make up for it
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:05 No.10198953
    Go to the forest to the east. We can look for everything there at the same time.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:06 No.10198961

    We want a fine-grained stone. What location gives the best, finest-grained, stone?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:06 No.10198968

    ah, yes, forest. Lacking a good rock there, we can head for the hills after getting our proper stick.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:06 No.10198970
    agreed, to the forest we go.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:07 No.10198982
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:08 No.10198983

    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)05:10 No.10199004
    >Forest it is!

    Making your decision you strike off into the forest. Each step bringing you further away from your cave you take a minute to consider the local geography that OP finally drew out on a peice of paper.

    >holds up a map for everyone to see.

    You know that there are two sets of forest. One is to the north, with the river running through it. The other is slightly to the East, and has no river although it's much larger and much darker. It's also closer. Beyond the northern forest is the beginnings of the mountains. Your cave is to the south, sticking out of a hill.

    All these are accessible within 3 hours walk.

    Which forest do you want? The closer one will give you more time to hunt for material, but a bit more danger. The further one has more available materials, but less time to hunt for them, since it's a longer travel time.

    >What do?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:10 No.10199005
    Don't forget that the spirits told us to make this technological innovation. To make the tribe better hunters. Yes, that's it...
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:11 No.10199019
    The closer forest, we aren't afraid of a little danger.
    >> The Harlequin Rose 06/01/10(Tue)05:12 No.10199028

    Closer. We are manly and fearless.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:12 No.10199035

    Close forest
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:15 No.10199057
    Close forest, gives us more time to find good quality materials.
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)05:16 No.10199066
    >East forest

    You stride into the forest with your heart shaking with fear, but your hands steady. You are ready for everything. Crooked spear in hand you step lightly. Your bare feet make almost no noise on th ground. You can hear the twittering of birds and the occasional call of other wild animals. You feel at peace, at home. A small smile crosses your lips. Today will be a good day. You delve deeper in the forest. Looking for tracks in the brush and looking at tree's for suitable peices of wood.

    An hour passes.

    You have found it. sitting on the ground as though made for you by the Gods themselves. The peice of wood is young, but strong. it's dry enough that it's stiffened, yet green enough to still be strong. You crouch over the peice of wood and lift it. The bark has been worn away, possibly by insects or the elements. Or maybe it's true, the spirits do talk to you. the heft of the stick feels -right-. There's even the beginnings of a notch in the end for your stone head to fit! Satisfied, you rise to your feet and slip the stone into your loincloth. Before you can do anything else though, you feel the sharp point of a stick against your back.

    Skild had followed you from the cave. Fury at the embarassment you'd given him fueling him, you prevented him from achieving manhood today. You then claim to speak to spirits! Pah! He knows you're lying. Now he's out for revenge. "So, did the spirits warn you of my arrival? Dickless wimp! I should kill you now. Feed you to wolves!"

    >What do?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:16 No.10199068

    I'd vote for the one with the river; good rocks are oft to be found there... but closer forest seems to be winning the vote.

    and the woods are lovely, dark and deep...
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:17 No.10199080


    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:18 No.10199083
    fight smart, dodging attacks. aim for the face

    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:19 No.10199095
    Kick his balls
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:19 No.10199101
    Commando roll forward,spin on the spot, throw rock at him to distract/knock him out. If he is still up stab him in the arm, try to disarm him. The spirits don't want us to kill him, they want us to teach him to be a man.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:20 No.10199107
    Spin, grab stick, pull him to you and grip throat until he passes out.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:20 No.10199109
    Seconding this.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:20 No.10199117
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:21 No.10199125

    We promised to hit him in the balls.

    We hit him in the balls repeatedly.

    Humiliating him is better than killing him.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:21 No.10199126

    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:21 No.10199128
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:21 No.10199131

    Tell him he's learned his lesson well- sneak up on the wolf and kick them in the balls.

    And if he'll shut up for a second, we'll show him how to make a proper head-basher, instead of that crooked excuse for a stick.

    If that doesn't sway him, spin around and smash him with our new club. A spear up against us gives him less distance to gain with a thrust before encountering, um, resistance, so it'll be harder for him to properly skewer us before we knock his lights out.
    >> The Harlequin Rose 06/01/10(Tue)05:22 No.10199136
    Try to intimidate him by speaking in tongues and calling on spirits and shit.

    Then stab him when he gets confused.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:22 No.10199139

    This but with added ballkicking. Who knows. That might cause his testicles to finally drop.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:23 No.10199151

    >prevented him from achieving manhood

    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:25 No.10199167
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    >he has the spear pressed against our back


    ... he just wants some of his own back, he doesn't want to fucking waste us. Going for the surprise counter is all fine and good if he proves to be truly ripshit pissed, but talking first could make either diplomacy or RIP'N'TEAR easier.
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)05:28 No.10199191

    >*Rings a bell* Winnar!

    With a start you pause, and after the boy speaks you react. Dropping forward with one knee you lunge your body forward and tuck your head, slamming into your shoulder, you roll with it and grunt. Your hands on the ground temporarily you grasp at straws, finding a few leaves, a few peices of sand, and a good stone. It's a little small for effectiveness, but in your grab you got a handful of soft fine forest dirt as well.
    Getting away from the boy you hear him startle and foot steps charging forward after you. You spin, putting a bit too much weight on your injured leg and throw with your hand carrying the sand and rock. Skild get's a facefull of dirt, the rock though barely misses, zooming past his ear and disapearing into the forest. He shouts and closes his eyes, changing his direction slightly in order to avoid running flat in to you. You rise to your feet and lunge after him, extending both arms with the spear in them, stabbing at the boy. Your spear tip reaches his flesh, slides through skin easily and meets bone. The boy screams loudly and grabs at the spear, Stumbling to his knees and still slapping his back shoulder to reach the spear. You yank the weapon from the boys shoulder. Blood fountains from his back staining his upper body crimson. The boy is crying now as you stand over and look down at him.
    "Stop crying. You did good to sneak up. But the wolf strikes, it doesn't gloat. Now. Return home. You are not a man to be out here alone."

    >What do?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:28 No.10199196
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    i couldnt help myself
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:29 No.10199206
    Keep searching.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:30 No.10199215

    Help him get up.

    Then go make the headbasher.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:30 No.10199217
    Assume a defensive posture in case he's still itching for a fight. If he leaves peacefully, continue the search for the axe materials, albeit with a bit more wariness than before.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:31 No.10199219
    Keep searching and make sure he flees, we don't want him sneaking up on us again.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:31 No.10199220
    Finish finding out materials, be on guard for predators since we have already been caught off guard once.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:33 No.10199243

    Before we do anything, pack that wound of his up before sending him home. That shit's nasty. Spiderweb will do the trick, or 'clean' moss from the top of a log, in a pinch.

    Then resume the Headbasher Quest.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:33 No.10199248
    Looks like we hit a major blood vessel. Help him stop the bleeding, fast. He'll bleed out if you don't.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:33 No.10199251
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    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:34 No.10199254
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:34 No.10199259

    This. Wind spirits are benevolent, not killers.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:34 No.10199260
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    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:37 No.10199277
    slow thread is slow

    also piss on the wound to help stop infection
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:38 No.10199286
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:38 No.10199288
    Oh look, the cancer grows.
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)05:39 No.10199298
    >Tough call. But this is what happens. Too much variation on the others.

    With a sigh you walk over to a tree and look over it carefully. You find some suitable moss and you yank it off. Shaking it to make sure it's free of bugs and dirt, you bring it over to the boy. He's still crying and kneeling on the back. The blood flowing fairly steadily. Grabbing him with one hand you press the moss into the injury, hard, and hold it there. The boy let's out another shout as you press hard into his flesh.

    You shake your head "Stop crying. You want to become a man? Men don't cry."

    Almost immediately the boy hiccups. Then gives a nod. struggling to get his crying under control. Holding the moss compress ot the injury for a few minutes does the trick and the bleeding seem's to slow to a stop. You step back and give him a pat on the other shoulder. "You did good. Soon you will be a man. Not today, but soon. And when you are a man. You will be great. Now, walk back to the cave. And be quick! that blood may attract wolves. When I return, I will have a new Gift taught to me by the spirits."
    Skild looks up at you in surprise. Awe in his eyes. "Can you really speak to the spirits?"

    You just smile and turn away, walking deeper into the forest.

    >Want me to rush through the rest of the day? Or have another event?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:40 No.10199315
    Ever hear of the kamaitachi?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:41 No.10199325
    yeah time warp plz
    get meat and sinews
    bring the meat back to the caves and get a nice rock
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:42 No.10199331

    >> Abaddon 06/01/10(Tue)05:42 No.10199332
    Its cave time.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:42 No.10199333
    Go ahead and rush through the rest, I'm eager to see what the initiation test we have tomorrow is.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:42 No.10199335


    We make a headbasher
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:42 No.10199336
    i say go for an event. we still have some stuff o get right?
    >> planefag 06/01/10(Tue)05:42 No.10199342
    I would like to observe at this juncture that Grand Pubah is a good quest writer, which gives this quest life. Carry on, sir.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:42 No.10199344
    I am happy for us to finish our axe and return home.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:43 No.10199349
    when this is finished, archive this
    >> The Harlequin Rose 06/01/10(Tue)05:45 No.10199361
    Medicmind was good. More of a step to being a shaman.
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)05:47 No.10199379
    >Why thanks! I've been free form roleplaying for about 16 years over Yahoo messenger. Multi-para. Rooms are shit though. So now I come to /tg/. My grammars pretty mediocre. And my spelling can sometimes be atrocious. Anyways. POSTAN.

    You continue your journey through the forest. Eventually you're able to sneak up on a wild boar of medium size that's snuffling through some roots. Your spear kills it quickly, but in the process your spear is ripped from your hands and snaps in half. The pig however still dies. You work swiftly. Using your now broken stick you shove it through the boars neck. Now you have a handy carrying device. A suitable stone found earlier is shoved in the pigs mouth, and hefting the animal ver your bakc, you pause and quickly search the dirt near the pigs snuffling. You find some truffles and bring those with you.

    When you return home, you're covered in blood. The adult males are gathered in front of the cave. A massive bonefire is going, and as they see you coming they gather around. Something is going to happen now. You're not entirely sure what, but you feel butterflies in your stomach. reaching the fire, you heave the pig over your shoulder and to the ground. You then dump out the truffles you gathered and step back.

    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:50 No.10199395
    Badass, love from an ausfag for doing this.
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)05:51 No.10199409
    Raising your chin you speak proudly.

    "Today I have stabbed two of my brothers in spirit. Today I have taught one how to be a better man, and today I have helped purge the evil from another. Today I have slain a full grown boar, and gathered mushrooms from the forest. I have fed us. Tomorrow. I will create a new weapon for the warriors to use. I will take whatever punishment my honored Chieftan wishes to bestow upon me. But I know that I have done only as the Spirits have advised."

    The others look at one another. A gentle murmer being heard by you. You feel absolutely terrified but it is Shaman Vepis that steps forward first and speaks. "You have today gathered meat and mushroom. You have today stabbed two boys. Teaching one to be a man and cleansing the other of Evil. Tomorrow. You will take your manhood test. Tomorrow we will see if you become a man, and if so. You will become my Apprentice shaman."

    Chief Grag grunts and gives a nod. "You will become shaman. Tomorrow you become man. For seven days. You will eat only what women eat as punishment for stabbing boy's without asking. It is the job of adults to teach. not of other boys!"

    >What do?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:52 No.10199427
    Accept the chief's punishment with dignity. Defying the chieftain is not what real men do. It's only seven days, after all.
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)05:52 No.10199428
    >Grand Pubah lives in Colorado and uses three other namefags, one of which is moderately well known and not quite hated. Nice guess though. Now, back to the Quest for Fire!

    >Holy crap I just realized that the name of the thread is quest for five. I gave them a bonfire. *facepalm* Fuck me for dramatic effect. Okay. Uhh... On the way home, there was a brief thunderstorm. Little rain. Lots of thunder. Blam. temporary fire for the villagers.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:53 No.10199438
    We accept the punishment.
    Tommorrow we make the weapon and get ready for test.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:54 No.10199444
    "All right, but can I have the sinews of the boar, at least? I won't eat them."
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:54 No.10199451
    Accept their punishment and get some rest, tomorrow is a big day.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:55 No.10199454
    Yes, make sure the chief knows that you need the sinews to make the new weapon.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:55 No.10199458
    I meant I am an ausfag and I love your work. I wasn't guessing your nationality or location.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:56 No.10199473
    This better not be one of those quests that has one session and then fades into the obscurity of the archives.
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)05:58 No.10199494

    You bow your head submissively to Chieftan Grag. He gives a firm nod and turns away. But before he can walk off completely, you speak up. "Cheif Grag. I humbly accept your punishment. I would however make a request. I wish for the sinew of the boar. I will need it for the new weapon I am creating." The chieftan pauses and then gives a short nod without turning back to you. Bending over, he grabs the hind leg of the boar. Using an obsidian knife of his own, he quickly and efficiently slices through the thigh joint before tossing it to you. Other men move forward and begin cutting into the boar, Preparing the meat for roasting on the rare occasion the tribe has access to fire. Meat is soon being tossed onto the flames and the Thigh is given to you. Proudly, you move over to the gathering of women.

    In your tribe. There are a total of 12 adult males, and 11 adult females. There are six females that are not adults, and four males that are not adults, including yourself. You settle down next to the women and wait for the rest of the men to eat. Knowing you will be served last.

    >How many posts left in this thread? Should I consider starting a new one? Also. What do? Assume we skip to next morning and wake up.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:58 No.10199501

    Sinews and rest.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)05:59 No.10199504



    Like a Kensai/Mage build out of BG2. Un-fucking-stoppable.
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)05:59 No.10199513
    >Not planning on it. I have a few vague idea's for what -I- want to happen. But if ya'll get Korsna killed, then the quest is over.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:00 No.10199520
    There's long to go before we reach autosage. This thread is fine still.

    - Find the most attractive female adult that isn't attached to anyone. Seduce her.
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)06:01 No.10199537
    >Also. For reference since it keeps coming up. You are 12 years old. Sex isn't on your mind. Being a man and being a great hunter however, is. Translation. Keep your dicks in your pants, this isn't turning faptastic. At least. Not till you age.
    >> planefag 06/01/10(Tue)06:03 No.10199556

    >new thread?

    Only needed when this one goes to autosage (over 250 posts, I think is the new autosage limit.)

    >skip ahead?

    Depends on if there's a chance to talk to any interesting female NPCs you want to introduce. Otherwise go ahead with the timeskip.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:03 No.10199557
    I seriously don't know how that shit happens. Most threads of that nature that I participated in have had a moderate amount of players, and yet they still manage to just vanish after the first session. I am convinced that some quest hating fag is jamming his dick into random powerlines and cutting power to the computers of millions of potential quest OPs just long enough for them to lose interest.
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    >12 years old
    >sex isn't on our mind
    >OP isn't a guy
    >> The Harlequin Rose 06/01/10(Tue)06:04 No.10199567
    Well you have plenty of ideas. Our character so far has turned out to be a lying, manipulative asshole who still has some goodness in his heart though and everybody seems to be trying to make him into some bad ass warrior shaman.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:05 No.10199578
    Who is the boy we haven't met yet? We know of Skild and Loga,but that leaves one other boy unaccounted for.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:05 No.10199579
    >Implying that a 12 year-old would even know how the hell to go about that.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:06 No.10199594
    >implying fucking in cavemen days waited until someone was 18 and married
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:07 No.10199597
    The spirits of the wind are fickle and chaotic, yet they have a plan for young Korsna. They put him through these trials to harden him and make him a fine warrior.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:09 No.10199626
    The spirits of the wind, and the spirits of the wolf, both.

    When he becomes a man, he must take a new name.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:10 No.10199637
    A 12 year old cave man? Whip out your dick and rub it on her butt. There, done.
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)06:10 No.10199639
    >Simply put. I don't really -want- to make this a faptastic quest. I don't want to write out your personal porn fantasies. I don't however, mind introducing a female element. So... here goes.

    Gathered around you are the various women of your tribe, including the six girls around your own age. Well, those that aren't adults yet. Included among them are Anina, six years old. A precocious child and the second youngest of all the tribe. The youngest is a newborn male,c urrently suckling on the teat of Amana, the 18 year old girl. A busty beauty who had been used by many of the men in the tribe for fun. Then there's Ciksa. She is your age, 12, and is a slim willowy girl with barely budding breasts. She alway's has a smile on her face. Not quite a good thing. Her teeth are fairly crooked and misshapen.

    Ola is 14. She's a bit older then you, and is currently swollen with child. She is in her six month, they believe and is near the birthing time. It's fairly certain the father is Grag, although no one really knows for sure.

    And finally, Kela and Mola are twin girls of 16 years age. Very troublesome girls, they spend much of their time together out in the forest, harvesting and gathering. Together they have brought in more food then most hunters have. But they are both fairly quiet and timid. Not speaking much to anyone.

    These are the women you know you could have a shot with. The others are either too old, or otherwise mated.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:13 No.10199660
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:15 No.10199684

    Trying to thwart /tg/'s lust for perversion is hard- though I guess I don't have to tell an oldfag that- but derailing /tg/ into our DAAAAW moralfag side is almost as easy.

    I say chat up the twins. They're shy. And that will be two allies instead of one.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:16 No.10199688
    > Simply put. I don't really -want- to make this a faptastic quest. I don't want to write out your personal porn fantasies

    you started a quest thread on 4chan and yet you BAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWW about not wanting to write porn. go yiff in hell.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:16 No.10199690
    Toss the loli out the window to establish dominance.

    And just fade to black whenever something icky comes up.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:16 No.10199696
    In any case, we should get working on our weapon. If any of the womenfolk ask, we tell them about the wind spirits and also say that maybe if wind spirits visit them one day the women could also make great things for the tribe.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:17 No.10199699
    I say we focus on the twins, but put that on the back burner for now. Chat them up tonight. Then focus on the manhood test tomorrow. Follow and spy on them the next time they go off together.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:17 No.10199701
    They're four years his senior and they travel together. Also, "troublesome", which may mean that they might just tie you to a tree.

    Chances don't quite look good.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:17 No.10199705
    Let's try for one of the twins. Entering a pair with one could prove useful as they seem to be quite skilled at gathering from the forest, a skill we will need in our apprenticeship with the Shaman.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:17 No.10199707
    Im not into the quest turning into a hunt to bang anthing that moves but the twins sound alright.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:18 No.10199710
    >I say chat up the twins. They're shy. And that will be two allies instead of one.

    Making them allies. I like the idea.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:20 No.10199740
    Ally with the twins and perhaps chat up the one that's our age.
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)06:20 No.10199748
    With warm meat on a peice of bark to feed your tummy as well as one of the few truffles you gathered. You move over to settle down next to Kela and Mola. Sitting next to them, you begin talking to them quietly. mainly telling them about your day, and trying to interest them. Both girls look at you rather.. confused at first. Then begin to smile shyly. By the time the moon is high in the sky, you and the two girls are are chatting fairly amiably. It is at that time that your Mother, Lorna, asks you to go in and sleep. Your father, Kors confirms the request, his hand sitting firmly on Lorna's bottom as he did so. Moving to your cave you settle down on your soft spot and let your eyes drift asleep to the sound of others in the cave fucking. Tomorrow, You become a man!

    Waking comes slowly. You were up entirely too late talking to those girls. But as you stumble out of your alcove, both Mola and Kela give you shy smiles before disapearing out of the front exit of the cave. Scratching your belly you idly make your way to the front of the cave and settle down with a cold slice of cooked ham, and some bones in front of you that you're steadily picking clean of sinew. It will take a while. Perhaps two day's to finish your stone axe. But your mind keeps getting distracted with the thought of your MAN test today. What ever will it be?

    >What do?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:21 No.10199750
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    Yeah. Shit will go bump in the night, things that benefit us, but we'll be quite obviously sitting by the fire when the go down.

    "What can I say, the Wind Spirit move in mysterious ways."
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:22 No.10199758

    Acquire a new goddamn spear. Two, if possible. Shit, even Bronze-Age Greeks took two spears to battle.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:22 No.10199764
    If the test isn't for a while, follow the twins secretly and see what they get up to.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:23 No.10199768
    This. Recruit the proto-hikkokomoris.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:24 No.10199781
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:26 No.10199806

    We'll need a replacement for the spear. And we might want an atlatl and darts later.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:26 No.10199811
    second this, but dont forget to work on your axe too
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)06:32 No.10199860
    >Weapons of Sharp destruction!

    deciding that it would be better if a woman gathered the sinew for you, you go to your mother and ask her if she could assist you in this matter. Soon a group of four women are settled outside the cave, chatting up a storm while stripping the remains of last nights feast of sinew.

    Meanwhile, you make your way to the forest. OP determines the closest forest since you need time to prepare for your Man test as well as create the new spears you're going to work on.

    You travel in the forest for almost an hour before finding a small stand of fairly straight saplings. Using your obsidian knife which is starting to get rather dull by this point, you quickly chop down the two straightest trees. Stripping them of branches and leaves you slide the obsidian blade across both,s moothing them roughly. You then slice the end you chopped off into a sharp point on both. By the time you get back to the cave, there's a small pile of sinew waiting for you and the men are gathering up front. You have one hour left to prepare for the man test. You can do one of the following.

    >Sharpen Spear on rock, rubbing till its super sharp and smoothly pointed.
    >Debark the spears, to allow you a surer grip on your weapons.
    >Work on your axe, you won't have time to sharpen the stone, but you'll have the basic shape.
    >Fire harden your spear. It will make it less likely to break, and less likely to lose it's point. Small chance of permanently damaging the spear, you're using the last of the fire after all.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:34 No.10199877
    axe can double as a club until its sharp, so i say build that
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:34 No.10199880
    Let's try to fire harden it.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:34 No.10199883
    Work on the axe, dont have to worry 'bout sharpness as long as its a head cracker.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:35 No.10199885

    Fire harden.

    We have enough time for the axe later. It's just a hobby.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:35 No.10199894
    Fire harden. The wind spirits favor those willing to take risks.
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    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:37 No.10199906

    Before it gets sharpened, it's still a nasty club.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:38 No.10199916
    The strength and sharpness of the axe blade depends on its shape. Shaping the blade will be the most important part. Work on that when you have more time.
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)06:40 No.10199936
    >Axes! Everyone loves axes. I would've loved to see someone suggest saving the branches from the spears tomake arrows/bow with. But... Cest la vie. I just run this show!

    You decide to settle down and get to work on your axe. It's an interesting concept and a few people watch you while you do so. But mostly the men are standing about. At least, those still at the camp. A few are out hunting, and most of the women are out gathering. It's alway's a struggle to keep the village alive. By the time you finish a few test swings with your axe to determine that the stone head won't simply slpi free of the new sinew bindings, the Shaman steps out of the cave. And boy does he look terrifying. his face is painted up, his hair is thick and ugly. He looks almost demonic! but... demon's aren't real. Are they?

    No matter. He gives you a signal and you rise to your feet. As one. The group of men and yourself head out of the village in the direction of the River. The men are silent as they walk through the long grass, passing animals grazing and even passing within a hundred yards of a small group of lions! But these men are skilled hunters, and the Lions pay them no heed. Finally reaching the River, the Shaman moves to the edge and begins chanting. The other men settle down and begin banging stones together. The Cacophany grows, and soon the water in the river begins to shudder. A voice seems to bellow from everywhere at once. startling the hell out of you.

    The air is thick with magic. Your heart is racing. Your palms are soaked with sweat. You grip your spears and your club tightly.

    >What do?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:41 No.10199946
    Harden the spears.

    A dull axe is just a club, and we probably don't have the strength to kill something with it as well as we would with a spear.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:41 No.10199955
    Piss into the river. "I AM a man."
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:42 No.10199963

    "Not me, guv"
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:43 No.10199966

    Declare your manhood, and demand the challenger present himself.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:43 No.10199971
    "Korsna is not man yet, but today, Korsna will BECOME MAN. What task must I complete to prove myself worthy?"
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:43 No.10199972
    Puff out chest.

    Answer challenge.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:44 No.10199980
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    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:47 No.10200006
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)06:49 No.10200017
    >OH shit. It's on. AGAIN.

    You Stand straight and tall. You let one spear drop to the ground and you thrust the other one up into the air. Your axe/club held loosely in your hand and your worn obsidian dagger stabbed into the belt of your loin cloth. A passing breeze tickles your balls as you state proudly. "I am Korsna of Clan Laughing Jackal! I am not a man, yet. But today I become one! I dare you to come out and face me as I have come out to face you!"

    The waters of the river grow calm for a moment, yet the men and the shaman continue their cacophany. Suddenly. A burst of water sprays into the air in a fountain and forms into the shape of a massive being. It's arms absolutely huge. towering over you as though you were nothing. The water forms a face and it begins to laugh. "A brave man! Speaking so when you should be quaking in your boots! The water accepts you. You will become a man today" And with that. The water splashes down into the river, growing calm once more. The shaman begins to writhe, the chanting and drumming taking on a more strident beat. Another voice speaks. one that sounds tired as though just woken. "Who dares come before me and claim themselves to be a man?" The entire ground around you shakes as the voice speaks.

    >What do?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:52 No.10200036
    Take a dump

    Show the earth whos da boss
    >> Abaddon 06/01/10(Tue)06:53 No.10200041
    These fucking elements man these fucking elements.

    also try not to fall down
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:55 No.10200057
    You know me, for it was you that gave me LIFE! Through your restless shifting dreams you have watched me grow, and you have fed and sheltered me. Now, on this day, I claim my manhood and YOU my parent will recognize it!
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:56 No.10200067
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:57 No.10200077
    Stand tall and don't fall, show no weakness to these great weakness lest they find us wanting.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)06:58 No.10200082
    Opps, "to these great spirits"
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)07:03 No.10200128
    >Oh yeah! Bring it bitches!

    You struggle to stay on your feet as the ground around you shakes violently. The rumbling slowly stopping as you raise your chin, precariously balancing on the balls of your bare feet.
    "You know me, for it was you that gave me LIFE! Through your restless shifting dreams you have watched me grow, and you have fed and sheltered me. Now, on this day, I claim my manhood and YOU my parent will recognize it!" ( Too good not to just copy an paste )

    The earth slows to a stop. No longer rumbling and shaking. The boulders on the edge of the river roll together crumbling together and forming a crude golem like being, fifteen feet in height, easily. The rocks tremble with laughter and the voice comes from it directly. "You are a man to stand before me and not fall. Others in the past have turned tail and run from the wrath of the Earth." The rocks slowly fall apart. Dropping to the ground and splashing into the water. The Shaman throws his hands in the air, screaming to the air itself. The wind blows. Tickling your balls once more, but then seeming to grab you tightly before moving on. An almost sensual voice is heard. "And who is it who dares speak to me as a man? Who dares to stand before the Elements and claim their masculinity to the sky?"
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:04 No.10200134
    "You know me, baby. Because you dream of me as you sleep."
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:05 No.10200137
    In before we fuck a wind elemental......
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)07:07 No.10200151
    >Just a heads up. I'm leaving in 1-3 posts.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:08 No.10200156
    Why do you ask when it was your direction that led me here? The travellers of all paths are yours to command, and I would not have come before you if it was not your will. I AM KORSNA, AND I HAVE RETURNED TO MY HOME!
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:08 No.10200157
    Show the wind elemental just how much of a man we are.

    In which I mean fuck her/it.
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)07:10 No.10200177
    >Oh god. Does this... does this count as a second? It's fairly vague.. Quick, someone second the good post!
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:10 No.10200181
    FUCK IT!
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:11 No.10200193
    I'm seconding this just because I don't think it'd be possible to fuck the wind.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:12 No.10200195
    Looks like Korsna has found himself and elemental lover. Mere humans were beneath him.
    >> tgdude 06/01/10(Tue)07:12 No.10200200
    Agreed. Fuck the wind
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:13 No.10200204
    I think it's at least worth a try. The wind gets lonely, too. Probably.
    >> Abaddon 06/01/10(Tue)07:13 No.10200206
    haha oh wow

    The people want to fuck the wind
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:13 No.10200209
    Hey, we had a quest were we fucked the moon, why not fuck the wind?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:13 No.10200212
    Seconding, because Korsna is above the temptations of a wind elemental who will most likely RIP HIS GODDAMN BALLS OFF if he pulls any of that shit.
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)07:15 No.10200231
    >damnit! *rubs face. Thinks*

    Korsna steps forward. Chin raised. Chest thrust out. He is dressed as a warrior. Carrying a sharp spear and the new device he has created. He is ready for anything. But the feel of the wind caressing his balls has been enough of a tease. With one smooth motion, he reaches down and rips free his loincloth.
    "I am Korsna. Today I woke up a boy. Tonight I sleep a man. I have fought for my clan. I have listened to the spirits of the wind speak to me. I have developed a new weapon. I have hunted and fed my clan, and here, now, I offer my body and masculinity for you, the Headiest of Elements to tame, to take as your own." The wind ceases blowing for a moment,a nd the Shaman actually skips a beat, staring at you with surprise. Other males of the clan pause as well, staring at you with surprise, and Grag the chieftan looks almost pissed.

    Then the tinkle of winds laughter fills your ear. You feel what is almost a lick caress the back of your left ear. A gentle murmer in your lobe. "Perhaps another day little one..." And then that voice again, loud enough so all can hear. "Only a true man would be ballsy enough to offer such a thing to me. Only a true man would actually tempt me to take such a thing." The wind swirls around, forming a definately female shape made of tiny dust particles spinning in the air. The dust shape winks and then disapears. The dust falling to the ground. As the wind disapears, there's one last definate lick, in a much more intimate location.
    >> Abaddon 06/01/10(Tue)07:15 No.10200236

    lets third this. if the earth and water are 15 feet tall giants, then death by tornado snu snu is imminent
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:19 No.10200279
    Well that went better than expected. Remember to dedicate ourselves to the wind when we become a full shaman.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:20 No.10200284
    shit yer wind, oral sex and farting to get people attention
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:20 No.10200285
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    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:20 No.10200290
    Wow. The wind is a slut.
    >> tgdude 06/01/10(Tue)07:20 No.10200295
    You expected something different? She blows everyone
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:22 No.10200311
    Well that was actually pretty smart of you Pubah, have our love interest be an element of nature. So you planning another session of this sometime? In a week or something?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:22 No.10200312
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:23 No.10200326
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)07:23 No.10200327

    With the wind fading away the shaman would slowly cease his dancing. Coming to a stop and dropping to his knees, panting heavily. The rest of the adults grow quiet as well. Some seeming rather... irritated. One or two actually grinning. But Korsna feels rather bad for his ballsy behavior. But! What is done is done. And at least the wind didn't rip his balls off. Rubbing his face. The shaman turns to face Korsna. The muddy paint disapearing as he did so, flaking down his face and landing on the ground. "You are a rather naughty boy." Then Chieftan grag rises to his feet. "Not a boy any longer. The boy has become a man." Reaching into his loin cloth the Chieftan draws an obsidian dagger striding towards Korsna. "Turn around, Show me your back. We must complete the ritual." The shaman comes forward with the flecks of muddy paint in his hands, rubbing them together with a dash of water to make mud once more. A frown on his lips. "This doesn't feel right. The boy needs all four elements." The chieftan makes a rude noise and shakes his head. "Fire has not shown her face except intermittantly." The shaman however is dogged as he reaches out and puts a hand to Korsna's shoulder. "The boy is to be my apprentice. I was the last who spoke to the Element of Fire and recieved her Accolade. If the boy is to follw me, he must follow all my steps. He is not yet a man. He will not be a man. Not until he goes out, on his own. nothing but his wits and his own ingenuity. Nothing to guide him except my carefully spoken words. For he is still a boy. And this boy, will be on a Quest for Fire."

    >Dun dun dun! Did I mention today was just a prologue?
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:23 No.10200328
    Yeah, well done Pubah.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:24 No.10200340
    We will make the wind ours!

    After we, like, cover up our dong. This ain't no peepshow fellas.
    >> Abaddon 06/01/10(Tue)07:25 No.10200345

    you cunning motherfucker
    >> Grand Pubah !!DuUseV6I5Pj 06/01/10(Tue)07:27 No.10200376
    Ladies and gentlemen. I hope you've enjoyed tonights pre-show. I can't gaurantee when I'll be continuing this, but it will be within a week. Possibly less. I will use the same picture as my starting picture when I begin this next quest. Someone please go through the trouble of archiving this, I've never bothered figuring it out since I don't normally see the point -except- for quests.

    Anyways. Adieu gentlemen.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:27 No.10200380
    Ah ha! The wind has competition. Dun dun dun indeed.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:28 No.10200383
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    >> tgdude 06/01/10(Tue)07:28 No.10200384
    Been archived and voted for.

    Nicely done
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:29 No.10200399
    I archived ten minutes or so ago. People need to vote it up if you want it stay on the archive though.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:34 No.10200445
    Can someone drop an archive link?

    Also nicely written quest, good times.
    >> Anonymous 06/01/10(Tue)07:36 No.10200458

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