rolled 4 = 4

Power: 10
Cunning: 10
Magic: 0
Brotential: 0

Do we need cunning as a stat? What does that do?

Regardless I say go 5 across the board

rolled 2 = 2

Power: 4
Cunning: 4
Magic: 4
Brotential: 8

>>16248236

We're making a Dick-Ass Thief?

rolled 15 = 15

7 Points in Power
4 in Cunning
3 in Magic
6 in Brotential

rolled 13 = 13

I KNOW IM A LITTLE FAST BUT FUCK YOU OP.
ROLLING FOR GENDER.
FEMALE.

>>16248240

Cunning will be used for thief-ish things...
Like picking locks, stealing, haggling with others, convincing others to your side, and general 'good sense'

>>16248240

I think cunning is kind of like Persuasion or something. Basically how well we can convince people that our ideas are right. It might also be attached to things like sleight of hand.

rolled 15 = 15

Power: 3
Cunning: 4
Magic: 3
Brotential:10

We're the protagonists of BROQuest. We should be the BROest.

rolled 17 = 17

Power: 0
Cunning: 0
Magic: 10
Brotential: 10

>>16248240

Cunning will be used for thief-ish skills...
Like picking locks, stealing, haggling, escape plans, etc..
It will also indicate intelligence and 'common sense'

(Apologizes if this posted twice, internet hiccuped)

>>16248240

I think that Cunning is for things like persuasion and sleight of hand.

Power: 1
Cunning: 1
Magic: 10
Brotential: 8

>>16248245

We will go with these stats, I think...

Power: 7
Cunning: 4
Magic: 3
Brotential: 6

Now, as the other anon suggested...
Gender and Name...

Specializing will probably be more effective than spreading out points.

We should really just start with something like 5-5-5-10 OP. We are the protagonist.

rolled 4 = 4

Power: 7
Cunning: 3
Magic: 7
Brotential: 3

Okay... Hold on a sec...
This thread is being retardedly slow with me posting my responses...
Let me see if I can fix it before we continue.

rolled 9 = 9

>>16248282

Female, Vanessa

>>16248282
Sir Brobert.

Okay, apparently fixed...
(*cough*Hopefully*coughcough)

So let's continue...
Gender and Name...

Okay...
Well, if no one has any more weigh in... Vanessa it is...

So, does Vanessa live in a quiet country side village or does she live in the big city?

Female,, Vanessa

>>16248352
Quiet Countryside village.

>>16248352
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

rolled 1 = 1

>>16248352

Clearly she lives in a bustling city.

rolled 4 = 4

>>16248352
Village.

>>16248352
Please don't do a female protagonist. /tg/ ruins all quests that do.

THE FACES, THEY DEMANDED FOR IT

>>16248352
City.

>>16248352
A city seems likely to be more interesting.

>>16248265

Why did we not go with this? WHY?!

>>16248402

>>16248402
>>16248420
Sorry meant to reply to

>>16248372

>>16248365
>>16248371

It's the dream again...

The same one...

The one that has been plaguing you on and off for the last
10 years of your life...
The same damn dream...

You find yourself in a hallway... Long, dark...
The carpet underneath your feet a crushed velvet.

Pictures hang all around you. Dusty pictures...
Old pictures...
Pictures with faces that are hard to see...
Hard to make out.

But that isn't your concern.
No.
Your concern is the voice...

WHERE ARE YOU?

It echoes around you... Vibrating the walls, causing them
to groan as if an impossible weight has been placed upon them.

WHERE ARE YOU?

The dark voice intones again as the walls begin crumbling..

I WILL FIND YOU.

You do what you always do when this dream happens... When the voice starts
Every time...
You....

(what does our heroine do?)

Shits herself in fear.

Punch the voice in its goddamn face and tell it to stop being creepy.

rolled 2 = 2

>>16248452

Woops, wrong field.

rolled 1 = 1

>>16248438
Recite the Kamina-Monologue!

You turn around...
Looking around you...
Your resolve strong...
Your voice strong.

"Stop hiding!" you cry out. You voice mingling with the motes
of dust that begin to fall off the ceiling, your voice confident,
stong...
Determined.
"I'm not afraid of you!"

Suddenly, the whole room rocks... Buckling...
Your eyes shoot up... Looking towards the ceiling.

Watching it being torn up... Ripped off in front of you.

Cold fear runs down your spine as you look into the eye...
Dark... Empty...
Filled with Nothingness...
Nothingness and Fear.

YOU SHOULD BE.

Gasping, you shoot out of bed straight up. Your body covered
in a cold sweat...
Heaving, you collect your surroundings...
Adjusting yourself to your small, wooden room...
Your bed...
Real.
Safe.

Sighing, you let your body relax... Trying to let go of the image
of the eye...
Of the monstrosity...

"Arow?"

You feel a cold nose touch your shoulder gently.
Looking over, you see your LOYAL FAMILY PET. His eyes are filled
with concern over you and your predicament...
Almost as if asking if there is something he can do.

>>16248534

(What do you want to do after the bad nightmare, /tg/?)

rolled 16 = 16

>>16248534
He could get the newspaper.

inb4bestiality

FUCK YES Loyal Family Pet! One of my favorites!

Hopefully we'll fin a Nameless Rank and File Soldier too!

Patting your loyal family pet on the head gently, you thank him for the concern
but you are alright...

"It's just the dream again... You know... The same one as always..." You sigh
heavily as the dog cocks his head to one inquisitively...

"It just feels so real... And even though in the back of my mind I know what's
coming, I always feel so terrified when I see the eye..."

Your loyal family dog licks the side of your cheek comfortingly.
"Heh. I know. Thank you. I appreciate your help."
Your hand pets him absently.
"At least Uncle Ben wasn't here to see what a scardy-cat I am. He would probably
box my ears if he did..."

"Arf!" The dog responds, his tail wagging softly as he picks up your better mood.

You smile as you ruffle his head.
"Good boy. Now... Be good and go and fetch the morning paper, alright?"


(By the way, what is your LOYAL FAMILY PET's name?
Note: Instead of having you choose three to go on the adventure, I will try and incorporate every single one of them in some form on this quest... Now, you won't have everyone at one time of course, but I will try and have you have each one at least once, okay?)

rolled 8 = 8

>>16248666
Steve the Dog

Sounds alright, though I'm prone to favoring a set squad type thing. Just me.

rolled 10 = 10

>>16248666
Ishmael, we found him drifting down the river on a coffin.

>>16248679

(Well, you 'sort' of will...
I figured when you meet new people, everyone can vote on whether they want the person in the team or not and who to 'kick out'
If that doesn't work though, I will change it of course, but let's see what happens.)

rolled 19 = 19

Lord Barkington the Twenty Ninth of Newsbury.

rolled 10 = 10

Power: 10
Cunning: 5
Magic: 0
Brotential: 5


Lets Roll

>>16248709
Hory Shet!

Power: 4
Cunning: 3
Magic: 7
Brotential: 6

rolled 10 = 10

the pets name is Arlando the drake

>>16248709
Needs Esquire!

Lord Barkington barks happily as he jumps off the bed and bounds down the stairs.

You chuckle and shake your head gently, the terror of the nightmare long gone
due to Barkington's happy demeanor.

Stretching, you pull yourself out of you bed and move to your small wooden window
overlooking the town square of the village you live in.

Even though it is early in the day, the villagers seem to be busying themselves with
cleaning up the town square...

Yawning and rubbing some of the grit out of your eyes, you watch as Miss Pots from
down the road organizes people stringing ribbon across the main-

Oh crap.
That's today, isn't it?

You immediately snap awake as the day comes rushing to you...
Today is the day Lord Rathorn is visiting the village.

You almost knock over Lord Barkington coming happily back up the stairs as you dash
around your room trying to get everything together, cursing yourself under your
breath for sleeping in today as you throw on your village guard uniform and a
backpack over shoulder.

Your friends are never going to let you live this down...

You quickly have to pack your things and get out there to help with the set up...
What do bring?

rolled 5 = 5

The biggest, best hat that you own.

>>16248834
A buttered toast we hold in our mouth while we dash out of the door in an incoordinate manner.

Idealistic Anarchist

Tough guy who doesn't let anyone walk over him, and who never compromises against his ideals. He'll either bust through the gates of Hell for his comrades or let them handle themselves, depending on the situation. Believes that people should either be able to deal with the consequences of their actions, or don't act at all. Trains his body and mind constantly. Sees all situations in light of his beliefs, and treats life as a challenge to be overcome.

Power: 8 (6?)
Cunning: 5
Magic: 2 (4?)
Brotential: 5

rolled 11 = 11

We call the dog LB for short. "Elbie"

>>16248847
A jaunty hat with a feather in it.

>>16248865
This is the only way to breakfast.

rolled 12 = 12

>>16248865
Dice even necessary?

rolled 17 = 17

>>16248834
Don't forget our duty crossbow and sword!

rolled 6 = 6

The outfit with the most possible cleavage we can go out in without being arrested.

Finding what Uncle Ben affectionally calls "That stuipd Peacock Hat" you throw it
on top of your head as you struggle to put on the rest of your village guard outfit.
And gather your sword and crossbow.

"Arf! Arf!"

"No LB! I don't have time to play with you... I'm running late... I was expected
to help out and promised Dave and Steph that I would be there and now I slept in
and they are going to give me HELL since I told them they had better not and.."

"Arf! Arf!"

"LB! What did I just-!" You turn around to address Lord Barkington...

And see him holding a plate in his mouth with a piece of buttered bread on it.
Truely, he is a total bro.

"Oh..." You take the plate from him.. "Good dog..."

"Arf."

Sticking the piece of bread in your mouth, you vaunt down the steps towards the
door.

Lord Barkington Esquire seems to be following you, his tail wagging. It appears
he wants to come with you...

Let him?
(Y/N)

rolled 10 = 10

y

rolled 5 = 5

>>16248936
>Let him?

Yeah, why not. He made us breakfast, after all.

rolled 2 = 2

>>16248936
Why, yes.

rolled 12 = 12

Totally!

Also remember the game should have 3 you fight with and 7 total, if you want to work that in then we don't need to be stuck with only our first 3 allies.

"Okay, come on LB... But you better not get underfoot, do you understand? This
is an important day and everyone is going to be busy. Got it?"

"Arf" You get the feeling if Lord Barkington could salute he would have done so.

"Okay... Come on!"

You dash out of the door, LB in tow, as you pull on the last piece of the village
guard uniform and run down the hill towards the village square.

You past by pretty much the entire population of the small village, all busying
themselves with setting up for Lord Rathorn's visit.

Most of them give you general waves and nods.. While a few chuckle at the sight
of you sprinting down the hill and shake their heads good naturally.

In only a few moments, you reach the village square...

"Tsk. Look who finally decided to get up." You hear an impatient voice approaching
you from across the square.

As you finish the piece of your bread you look up to see an EXPERIENCED WARRIOR
GIRL approaching you. Like you she is dressed in her town guard uniform, though you
noticed she looks far more straight laced then your half hazard attempt.

"Oh great Gods, you look ridiculous, Vanessa..." she speaks condescendingly as she
moves closer to you. "Don't tell me you just got up after that big talk you gave to
everyone yesterday..."

"Now sis, come on..." you immediately recognize the voice of your LIFELONG WARRIOR
FRIEND, also dressed as a town guard, as he reproaches his younger sister. "Everyone
can take a day or two off and sleep in sometimes, eh?" Behind his shades, you get the
feeling he gives you a friendly wink of reassurance.

"Now look here, Dave..." Stephanie voice turns on her brother. "When the captain assigned
her as our units leader, he expected her to uphold the village laws and be Responsible enough
to-"

"Blah, blah, blah blah." Dave retorts as he gives his sister a demeaning head ruffle. "You
worry too much about regulations..."

Approaching you, you see his cocky smile rise on his features. "What we really should be addressing
is that ridiculous stuffy hat you are wearing, Vanessa... Or should I say...
Ye Noble Vanessa Esquire the Third?" he gives a fake bow to go along with his playfully teasing.

>>16248960

(Good point. I will remember this.)

I always lose interest in a quest when I see the protagonist is female.

Especially when it's called BRO quest, and they pick a female. /tg/ is going to be all creepy and masturbate-y in this thread, eh? Pity. Just like that other stupid thread with a space marine that took three paragraphs to announce "TEE HEE YOU ARE TURNED INTO GIRL ELDAR LOL"

>>16249105
Sod off, yoo bloody bastids, we got us a job to do.

rolled 10 = 10

Hit him. Hit him in the face.

>>16249154
(Eh, I actually focused on a male protagonist, but the only people who voted on it wanted female.
I can do it either way though. Flexibility is needed in a GM)

>>16249154
It never came to anything because 5000 angry faggots rushed in whining about stuff they saw coming until the OP was driven out of his own thread.

>>16249201
May I ask what this is about?

rolled 16 = 16

>>16249105
Give the hat to our loyal pet. He's noble enough to wear it.

>>16249255
So our snoop dog is now a pimp?
Figures.

Smirking, you take advantage of Dave's prostrated form to punch him in the back
of his head.

"Ow! Jegus!" he leans up rubbing the back of his head as Stephanie stifles a small
laugh at her brother's expense.

Adpoting your best 'posh' accent you can manage, you tell Dave and Stephanie
"Sod off, yoo bloody bastid. We got us a job to do."

Dave immediately picks up on it and rolls with it. "Right hoo love! All for one
and one for all, what what!"

Lord Barkington adds a very British "Yip." to the proceedings.

Stephanie simply sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose as she pulls out a
clipboard.
"If you jokers are finished horsing around... We could actually get to work.
Since Miss Queen over here slept in, we are running a little low on time to help
everyone so we will have to choose our time wisely...

"Miss Potts needs us to help string the decorations...
The store owners need us to help set up stalls alongside the street...
Mr. Drum wants us to help in cleaning his pub out...
And Mayor Frederick wants us to help set up the stage for Lord Rathorn's speech.
Which should we do first?"

rolled 13 = 13

Decorations up in this bitch. LET'S GET SOME BALLOONS!

>>16249291
Since the Lord is coming to make a speech, we should probably prepare the stage first followed by the pub.

rolled 5 = 5

>>16249291
>The store owners need us to help set up stalls alongside the street...

We should probably do that before putting up decorations.

rolled 5 = 5

>>16249291
We need sum effin' balloons!

Donning off the ridiculous peacock hat, you set it on Lord Barkington's head.

"Arf."

Admiring his nobility in it for a moment, you turn your attention to Stephanie's
question.

"I think we should help Miss Potts decorate first. After all, it must be pretty
hard to string up all these decorations for the occasion... Plus we are already
here."

While your reasoning is sound on the outside, inside you know you mostly are going
just so you can play with balloons. You don't tell your two friends that though.

It doesn't take long to find Miss Potts, as she is towards the middle of the town
square. Her boistrous voice issuing commands and her rather ample frame help don't
really hinder trying to find her either.

"There you are!" she cries as you approach her. "Where have you been? I've been
expecting you all morning... There is just so much to- Wait, hold on..."

"CHARLES!" her voice nearly makes LB drop his ridiculously pompous hat. "I TOLD
YOU NOT TO TIE UP THE BANNER LIKE THAT! IT'S FAR TO WEAK TO HOLD!"

"Yes dear..." you hear the resignated voice of Mr. Potts on top of the ladder.

Mrs. Potts turns back to you. "Well? What have you three been doing all this time?"

rolled 5 = 5

>>16249419
We?
Erm, uncle needed a hand in the house and that needed more time than we expected.

rolled 13 = 13

>>16249419
"Sorry, there are a lot of people requesting our help today (technically, not a lie).

You are pretty sure Mrs. Potts knows your Uncle Ben is currently abroad serving
is Altrasia, so you can't opt for your normal excuse... So you decide to fall back
on a half-truth to get her off your back.

"Sorry, there are a lot of people requestiong our help today, Miss Potts."

Luckily, Miss Potts is quite distracted and does not have time to critically examine
what you said.

"Hmph. Whatever. I guess I should count my blessings that you are here. Now, the
balloons are over there in that container. I need you three to place them around the
street leading into the town. Now, don't just stand there... Get to work!"

It takes you a little while to place all the balloons where needed by the bridge that leads
into your village, but you manage to get it done fairly quickly due to the added help of
Lord Barkington.

You also to manage to stash a few balloons away in your backpack...
Nobody's going to miss them, right?

Stephanie, sighs as she pulls out her clip board and asks what you all should do next.

rolled 19 = 19

>>16249623
The stalls!

>>16249664
okay.jpg

Deciding to head to the stalls to help out, you see many familiar and unfamiliar faces trying to step up small stalls to sell their wares.
The word has apparently spread out that Lord Rathorn was arriving from Formortua, and many people from neighboring towns have come to your sleepy village to set up stalls for the big occasion.

You wonder slightly to yourself amid the crowds of bustling people why Lord Rathorn decided to come to this small town of yours...
From what you gathered from the gossip lines of the village, apparently it was with very little warning that Lord Rathorn decided to come to the town...
He had sent a messanger to the village about four days ago with word that he was arriving to Mayor
Frederick on this day, but gave no indication for the reason.

Dave gives you a friendly slap on the back with jogs you out of your self reflection as he runs towards a stall.
"Come on, Vanny. Don't slip into a coma on me."
Lord Barkington runs at his heels to help out some more.

Shaking you head to unlodge your musings, you move to a stall where a WISE TRAVELLING MERCHANT is attempting rather unsuccessfully to put together his stall, his giant backpack of items lying next to his feet.

As you approach, he turns around and gives you a slight 'harumph' of acknowledgement.
"Ah! Good to see you... I was told that you village guards would be helping to set up for the occasion..."
He twirls his beard through his fingers as he looks you up and down.

"Hmph. Rather young to be a guard, aren't ya girl? Though I guess in a small village like this they have to take what they can, hmph?"

Please tell me where /tg/-related writefaggotry can be posted, since it apparently isn't allowed here. What board, or other forum?

rolled 20 = 20

>>16249851
"Yes, I'm sorry the standards of our citiy's guard are so low. We won't get the idea to ruin your stall by trying to help you set it up. Not at all. Have a prosperous day, good Sir."

Motion the others to move to the next stall owner who needs help.

>>16249898
What, why?
What have you tried to post?

rolled 18 = 18

>>16249940
Goddamn it.

>>16249942

Asked people what they'd like to see writefagged, posted one, had thread deleted, posted a thread asking why it was deleted when it wasn't smutty... had thread deleted. I'm assuming there's a "no fiction" rule on /tg/ now, need a new board.

>>16249983
What did you write about?

>>16249898
I can offer two, but it's like choosing between cancer or aids.

Board:
tgchan.net

For stories:
fanfiction.net

For a few moments, you watch as the WISE TRAVELLING MERCHANT comically opens and
closes his mouth in an attempt to process what he just heard.

"Wait!" he calls out when he finally finds his voice as you start to move to a different stall.
"Hold on now... I didn't mean to insult you or anything... I'm just not use to small backwater
villages... Erm. I mean QUAINT rural villages like these... I'm a bit flustered after having to
change my plans from travelling to Formortua as well, and I'm afraid I'm not good at talking to
very respectful and important guards like yourself without a good night's rest.
Can I please humbly ask of your help in setting up my stall, my good lady?"

(Help him? Y/N)

(Also, since there is only two of you that seem to be posting still, please go ahead and post your ideas...
Even if your idea is trumped by a higher number, I will try to incorporate both in the next write up... Unless of course they are completely opposed ideas to each other... In which case I will favor the one with the higher roll)

rolled 15 = 15

>>16250024
>Seems like we need some more input.

Yes, let's help.

rolled 20 = 20

Yes, though observing him carefully while helping

rolled 18 = 18

>>16250024
>(Help him? Y/N)

Y
Tell him he doesn't need to flatter us, just a bit of gratitude would be nice. We're doing this to help him, and we aren't really short of things we might spend our time on otherwise at the moment.

>>16250024
Yip.

I guess not all who follow will post as long as there consent among all.
Also this darn Madoka Yuri-quest is getting quite the attention.

rolled 14 = 14

>Madoka yuri thread
Oh wow. Madoka?

>>16250113
The OP of that quest moved it here to avoid getting spammed by the /a/ spammer

>>16250127
Also was banned from /a/.

rolled 13 = 13

>>16250137
>Even /a/ doesn't like Madoka
It was a shitty "deconstruction" anyway. Carry on.

>>16250153
Don't get me wrong.
I liked the show, but this thread begins with two chicks sitting in the bath tub.
I found the quests funny when they actually delivered content but this seems to have changed now.

>>16250179
When the people playing the quest are neckbeards, you tend to get neckbearded choices.

Now we're getting off topic. Let's continue the quest

You decide to give the WISE TRAVELLING MERCHANT another chance as you turn around
to come back to his stall, though you keep a skeptical eye on him.

He gives you a bow as he pulls a handkerchief from his coat pocket and wipes some
of the sweat from his brow.
"Oh thank you for helping this poor merchant, most kind and beautiful young flower.
I would be lost on a sea of despair without your assistance."

With your relatively high strength, you have no trouble setting up the and organizing
the stall as the WISE TRAVELLING MERCHANT rests and gives you small directions.

As you work, he tells you that his name is Vincent, and that he travels around this
country of Dolutra selling his wares to whoever wants them.

He was on his way to go to the city of Formortua, when he heard from passerbys that Lord
Rathorn was changing his plans and travelling to this small village, causing him all sorts
of problems of changing his schedule.
He remarks its sad, since he hasn't been to Formortua since Lord Rathorn took control of it
and says that news from the city has been scarce as of late.

"In fact." He harumphs as you pull out several potions from his giant pack and places them
where he told you to put it... "This is the only time I reckon Lord Rathorn has left Formortua.
Probably why there is all this big hullaballo over his coming here, hmm?"

Looking over his stall, he gives a walrusy grin. "Ah. That looks wonderful. Good job, dear girl-
err... I mean, fair lady."

He gives you what he probably thought was a strong pat on the back and tells you to come by tonight
after everything dies down... He might have some left over merchandise he can give you for repayment of your kind generosity in helping him out.

You meet back up with Stephanie, Dave, and Lord Barkington.

"Tsk. We are running out of time..." stephanie remarks as he checks her clipboard...
"We only have time to do one more task... If even that..."

"Relax sis, I'm sure everyone can get along fine without us..." Dave remarks as he stretches his back.
"I say we take the rest of the day off and get ready for the festivities..."

"Of course you would suggest that, you lazy bum." Stephanie shoots back, giving her brother a cold stare.
"But we have a responsibility as village guards to help out, and that is what we should do."

Dave gives a non commital shrug. "Whatever. I say we should leave it up to our great and beautiful leader to decide, don't you agree Vanessa?" He gives you a wink under his shades as Stephanie sighs heavily.

rolled 1 = 1

I say we take the rest of the day off.

rolled 19 = 19

>>16250268
Son of a bitch

rolled 3 = 3

>>16250256
Take a nap, what could go wrong?

rolled 11 = 11

>>16250256
"What would you guys suggest? Building that stage or helping with the pub?" Give Dave a wink. "Although the pub owner might show his gratitude if we show up after the commotion has died down later today."

rolled 5 = 5

>>16250324
To the pub!

rolled 16 = 16

>>16250256
We're the groups BAWS, so we have to start thinking like one. Dave gets to help with setting up the Lord's stage, while Steph and we are helping with the pub.

If we finish early, we might even relax a bit.

rolled 11 = 11

>>16250256
Whichever looks like it needs the most help.

If there are none that look as such then rest.

Looking at your friends, you decide to be the leader they need.

"How about this. Dave, you take LB and go to the Stage to see if they need any help.
Steph and I-"

"Stephanie."

"Sigh. STEPHANIE and I will go to see Mr. Drum and see how he is coming along with
pub. If we get done with everything quickly, we might even have time to rest up and
take a breather..."

"Highly unlikely Vanessa..." Stephanie reaches into a pocket on her uniform to pull
out a watch. "We have a little less than an hour before Lord Rathorn is expected to
come..."

"Alright, then we will have to work fast and hard." Dave gives a weary sigh as his
shoulders sag, though you wink back to him slightly to raise his spirits.

"Besides Dave, if we help Mr. Drum out, he might be inclined to repay us the favor
after everything dies down, okay?"

Dave smiles back at you, his spirits raised considerably at the statement. "Heh.
Good thinking. I knew there was a reason I swore to follow you to the ends of the
Earth."

Turning to Lord Barkington in his (incredibly fancy) hat, he pats his legs.
"Alright furry dude, you heard our leader. Lets get going. See ya Vanny!"

"Arf! Arf!"

You watch as Dave and LB run off towards the stage.
.....

"Well, if you are done fawning over my brother, we should get going to the pub, Vanessa..."

"Oh... Yeah... Right."

You make your way towards The Twice-Mended Drum, the only pub in the small village.

Right now, it is packed with several people...
While most of them recognize you and give you and Stephanie the occasional wave,
you notice several new faces in the crowd that seem foreign.

You hear loud boistrous shouting in the back through the doors.

rolled 82 = 82

>"Well, if you are done fawning over my brother, we should get going to the pub, Vanessa..."

"If I liked him that much, I would have asked him to help me with the pub, right~?"

>>16250538

>82

rolled 10 = 10

>>16250483
We don't have much time, so lets get in there and help them sort out whatever problem they seem to have.

>>16250553
Oh, sorry. d100 instead of a d20.

Power = 10
Cunning = 0
Magic = 0
Brotential = 10

rolled 1 = 1

Time for a few drinks, a fight, then doing a really shitty job at helping due to being a lightweight.

rolled 19 = 19

>>16250618

This but TWO fights.

rolled 20 = 20

>>16250483
Emperor, guide my dice!

Ok, we ask for Mr. Drum, the owner of this very originally named establishment, and see what we can do.

We can get piss drunk and aggressive later.

rolled 1 = 1

>>16250538
I'm putting my chips and my roll with this one.

"Well, if I liked him that much, I would have asked him to help me here and you
go with LB." You shout to Stephanie as you try to make your way through the crowds
of the pub.

"Please. One, you know as well as I do that as soon as he got here he would find some
way to goof off with Mr. Drum and we would get nothing done... Second, that would be
like openly admitting to liking him. I know you don't have the guts to say that to his
face yet."

"Look Stephanie." You shout as you push your way through a couple of people. "I've told
you before... I DON'T LIKE HIM LIKE THAT!"

"Haha! I sure hope you don't, Vanessa..." A large slab of muscle in front of you bellows
good naturedly. "I'm sure my wife would have something to say about it if you started going
for me, eh? Hahahaha!"

You crane you neck up to look into the bushy eyebrows of Mr. Drum, a very BRAWNY GENTLEMAN
and the owner of the pub that is currently towering over you.

"Oh... Um... Mr. Drum. I didn't see you there."

"Hahahaha!" he lets out another boistrous laugh as his hand comes down on your back, almost
knocking the wind out of you. "That would be the first time that has happened to me, eh?"

As he finishes speaking, he turns his head and bellows out an order to one of the waitresses
that pierces through the noise of the rowdy bar room.

"Sorry about that, lass. Been hetic as all get out for me trying to get everyone settled here."
He turns his face down to you as he smirks...
"Hold on, I know... If you really like me all that much, Vanessa, you and Steph there-

"Stephanie."

"-can help me out in filling some orders... What say you?"

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>>16250698

Sadly guys... I need to get off for a bit I think.
I will try to continue this in a different thread later on since I'm having an absolute blast.

It's been awesome... I hope to see you all again later.

>>16250749
How much later?
We can hold up this thread ad infinitum if we get a set time.

rolled 2 = 2

>>16250749

From the guy who named the dog Lord Barkington the Twenty Ninth of Newsbury, I bid you farewell good sir!

>>16250775

Sadly, it will probably be a bit...
I'll try and type up a good recap for the next thread, and the last part I put on here will be where I pick up at.

>>16250850
Sod off, bastid, I just rolled a friggin natural twenty and now you drop out on me?

No fair.

>>16250850
>>16250749
Hurry back!
I was enjoying this.

rolled 1 = 1

>>16250850
>>16250749

Yeah, right. Awesome quests rarely get a second thread. The chance for that must be like 1/10^7

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