>>17811355
>.gif
>women
>doesnt move
>mfw

Wanna go review all the details meself, but I'm glad to see this quest is up.

I've also been working on theoretical spells, nothing solid but, after all there just theories..

>>17811389
For a quest called "Blackguard", you elegen/tg/entlemen sure fucking love magic.

>>17811383
I sketched it out a wacom tablet. I am both pleased, and sorry to disappoint.

>>17811441
What can we say? Magic is awesome.

Well lets see, we have a demon summoning scroll.

Will that allow us to summon the succubi? Do we require three or more people to do it, as the witches did? Oh and how did our enchanting go?

>>17811517
>demon
yes. It can

>enchanting
I think its.. Volume pt 2, where he uses his lightning greatsword of returning to slay a mean necromancer. Chroi got a greatsword of thunder power, Sayrala made two daggers of returning, and Jaynce ended up with a sword with fire.

As for whether or not Jamithan is pragmatically evil, I'd say its rather not him being evil, but the world around him forces him to be this way in order for his goals to be complete. Society raised us to be an assassin, but we are also a man of science and reason. Architecture being our forte.

Oh, could we offer our services to the prince as an architect? We could always use mapping of the castle for our own benefit.

So... whatdo?

>>17811834
Why not try and convince the princess that she could rule in the prince's stead? Be the true power of the throne. If she controlled the historians, and such she could be written down as the true queen of the land, while her 'husband' is merely a footnote.

But if not, I wanna ask Jaynce about

> You notice Jaynce performs a long, elaborate stretching routine before hand.

This. If it helps, I say we should start doing it.

>Throw lightning great sword.

>Miss

> Villain gloats.

'Return.'

>'Shink' the greatsword slices into the bad guy

Well, we need to figure out if the gang is cool with demon summoning.

No we won't go up and ask them 'hey u gaiz kewl wih daemon sumonz?'

Oh and the lair of the necromancer, did we salvage any books on necromancy?

Jaynce gets up, and nods as you tell your story. “She obviously likes you,” he tells you. He begins his stretching routine. You ask him to show you how to do conduct this exercise. He gives you a brief lecture on the important of being limber. Then he goes through the motions, explaining each one. You stretch, break, bend and twist. Twenty minutes later, you feel if someone reached through your skin, and tried to tear your muscles off the bones.

“What if I convinced her to marry the prince, and then take the throne?”

“What, kill him?” he asks.

“However she sees fit,” you reply.

“It's an idea,” He continues a few more upper body stretches. “But how would you convince her? What if she asks you to help with this?”

You ponder on this, and consider your reply.

>>17812073
You are fairly certain the gang is not cool with this idea.

You got some scrolls from him, which are about some rudimentary necromancy.

>>17812089
Are we to be assassins again? I say we should start sharing our past with our allies. They might not talk as much as we do, but hey this will make them trust us more.

"Have I told you about my life as a slave? I was raised by my master to be his apprentice, but he also taught me another career. I became his assassin. I murdered his rivals, and anyone he saw that got in his way.

To teach me to kill, he had brought me a small dog when I was eight. Two years after he bought me. Told me to take care of it and cherish it. At first I thought my master was merely being kind. And then after months of having the dog, he took me out one night. Gave me a knife and told me to slice its throat or he would kill me. I gave my pup one last hug and I lived on without him.

If I am to take up the role of assassin again, I will do it for my own reasons and not for any other. Perhaps she would be better for this land, than this prince is, perhaps it would be better if they united. I am admittedly not wise enough to know what outcome, either situation would bring but I merely want what is best for this land and its people, as I want for all lands."

>GODDAMNIT I DID IT AGAIN WITH THE ROLEPLAYING. But I can't bring myself to delete..

>>17812111
I say we experiment with out bear skin with necromancy, if we can't make it a golem of some sort. But we should limits its unlife to when we energize it.

Which is where solar-powered enchanting would come in handy..

>>17812182
Oh and if I contradict canon, just ignore it. I figured, Jamithan would have to be desensitized somehow, and killing animals is a tactic (a not so great tactic) that was often used.

"Have I told you about my life as a slave?” you offer up while you wait, “I was raised by my master to be his apprentice, but he also taught me another career. I became something like his assassin. I murdered his rivals, and anyone he saw that got in his way.”

You take a seat and continue, “To teach me to kill, he had brought me a small dog when I was eight. Two years after he bought me. He told me to take care of it and cherish it. At first I thought my master was merely being kind.” you exhale and lean back. “And then after months of having the dog, he took me out one night. Gave me a knife and told me to slice its throat or he would kill me. I gave my pup one last hug and I lived on without him. Tragic isn't it?”

He gives a silent nod. “I've never been a slave, nor owned one,” Jaynce replies. “But I have lived like one. Chasing through the streets of Strassias as a child, eating every three or four days. Surviving each at the whim of cruel men who you depend on. But at the age of twelve I escaped away, and joined a gang of thieves. After being a pickpocket boy on a corner for a few years, I...” he turns his back and faces the tent wall. “Well it doesn't matter. But if we need to kill, than we do. What are we trying to pursue with this whole endeavor anyhow? If she marries him, we get some gold? If she marries him, and kills him, we get double the reward? Or what if she takes over the city, and makes herself Queen... we get to be her city guards? And you her kept boy? First of her harem of studs? I don't know,” he turns back to you and offers a shrug, and a sympathetic face. “I say you just bed her, have a bard make a song about it, and we ride east, and see where the wind takes us.”

You reflect on this for awhile before you answer. “If I am to take up the role of assassin again, I will do it for my own reasons and not for any other. Perhaps she would be better for this land, than this prince is, perhaps it would be better if they united. I am admittedly not wise enough to know what outcome, either situation would bring but I merely want what is best for this land and its people, as I want for all lands."

“You wish to be Atreal? Very altruistic for the king of thieves,” he smiles. “And when did the new world conqueror exactly plan on making his move, from this god forsaken desert waste, to the throne of the Empire?

What do you do?

>>17812204
It might be worthwhile to you get to a place with a little less observation, and business before you start invoking the dead. But you can certainly read up on it, as you brought that material with you.

>>17812391
"You think I'm a stud?" We tease.

"No, I'm thinking much more then that. We would make a powerful ally. But cloak and dagger tactics would just cause a violent cycle that monarchies are fond of. As for bedding her, how do you know I have already not?" We make sure he knows that last part is a joke.

>>17812398
"Not conquerer. I prefer constructor. I am an architect after all, and everyone needs to start somewhere. If I can garner allies here, without bloodshed then it will show me that I could perhaps do that for the rest of the lands. It will be easy, but then again nothing worth doing ever is."

Oh and the shopkeeper mentioned that we needed to figure out our true name. We should look into the speaking with spirits portion of necromancy, not just the reanimating dead.

>>17812562
it will not be easy*

Another question, do names hold magic in this world? Whether it be a given name or a birth name?

Think we should start carrying back-up blades.

Maybe an assassin's blade that we keep tucked in our boot or something? Maybe leave it as a normal blade, in case some baddy is able to say..track enchantments or something.

Good morning, Cheeseman.

>You recall the demon summoning scroll you have tucked away in your knapsack, and consider what you plan to do with it.
The reason why I said to take the scroll and the book was that they are kept close to us, so that no one finds them back at the base if they decide to snoop around. Wasn't planning on using it at all.

>What are we trying to pursue with this whole endeavor anyhow?
"If we manage to complete prince's mission then we will be held in high regard.... and yeah, there will be more riches."

>Or what if she takes over the city, and makes herself Queen... we get to be her city guards? And you her kept boy? First of her harem of studs?
"I'd better not. I didn't leave Lija to travel just to settle down at the first opportunity."

>. “If I am to take up the role of assassin again, I will do it for my own reasons and not for any other. Perhaps she would be better for this land, than this prince is, perhaps it would be better if they united. I am admittedly not wise enough to know what outcome, either situation would bring but I merely want what is best for this land and its people, as I want for all lands."
You know, this is kind of unfair. We just heave her word against him. We do not know how bad or good of a ruler he is and what kind of ruler she would be. Who are we to decide these things?

>>17812089
>Jaynce gets up, and nods as you tell your story. “She obviously likes you,”

Yeah.... yeah, I noticed that. She didn't make it exactly subtle.
I was trying to avoid this scenario.

>>17812518
>>17812562
>>17812606
>>17812808
>>17813035

Gentlemen, I'm at work, in a warzone. hah! So, I apologize for jumping away. I will be back very shortly, and I thank you very much for your patience and participation. I've just got to make sure this Afghan guy, gets paid for fixing the highway. brb

>>17813108
We wish to avoid HAREM QUEST, right?

Well we still want to revive the three girls right? Out of a sense of that we failed to protect them, while they where under our protection.

I could see us as slightly overprotective of our party as well, going lengths to make sure we know where they are at all times or something.

>>17813181
Not quiet sure what we are aiming to do but reviving the girls or at least talking to their spirits seems to be the primary goal for now.

You take issue with his comments. "Not conqueror. I prefer constructor. I am an architect after all, and everyone needs to start somewhere. If I can garner allies here, without bloodshed then it will show me that I could perhaps do that for the rest of the lands. It will not be easy, but then again nothing worth doing ever is.”

Jaynce sits down, and looks to you, and you continue.

“What are we doing here? Well, if we manage to complete this task by the prince, then he will hold us in higher regards. So yes, more treasure and riches. This begs the question, what is it you're doing out here?”

He looks down at his boots, “I don't know. I guess I'm still running. I don't even know where I'll end up, or what I will do. When my knees give out, and I can't fight as well, maybe I'll die by the and of some random highway man, or die alone in the woods to some demon. Maybe, I'll amass enough wealth, buy a farm, or a tavern, marry an old whore, and sit around and remember the days of my youth. Who cares about such things? Not I?”

You pause, and let this sink in. Your mind moves to matters at hand, “I guess it would be in neither of our interests, to settle here. I did not leave Lija, just to trave here to settle down at the first opportunity.”

You thank him for his time, get up and walk out of the tent into the war desert morning. You wander around the camp, and collect your thoughts. You have these scrolls, and there is more than enough solitude for you to ride out somewhere for a few hours, and experiment. You could help this woman out, and help make her the Queen of this land. Or you could continue to try to find a way to endear her to the Prince. So many options. What shall you pursue?

What do you do?

>>17813574
>You have these scrolls, and there is more than enough solitude for you to ride out somewhere for a few hours, and experiment.

I do not think this is the time and place to experiment with necromantic scroll of which we know nothing about.

>Or you could continue to try to find a way to endear her to the Prince.
I say we still try to finish our task here. Trying to make her the queen would be a long and bothersome task, imo.

In the end, even if we fail here, at least we gathered enough information to give to the prince so that he knows what kind of person he is dealing with.

>>17813665

I was refering to the demon summoning scroll

>>17813574
The old necromancer.

How did he become this way? Was he like us, wanting power for some grand purpose? The things we took from him don't have any personal inflection, or notes do they?

Oh! I almost forgot, did those black-robes give us anymore trouble? I'm sensing if we go off alone (which so far has only ended badly) they'll get to us.

Perhaps we should try demon summoning? But we should follow my plans.

I'm no architect, but I figure we should do something like this, so a repeat of last time doesn't occur. Is it plausible?

>>17813699
I also realize, that my plan sucks because I am tired as hell and didn't review it.

Blargh, well you guys got the gist of it right? Walls block bad energy and bad energy goes into orb, orb hides bad energy. Bad energy recycled for later use.

>How did he become this way? Was he like us, wanting power for some grand purpose? The things we took from him don't have any personal inflection, or notes do they?

From what you can tell, he was human, who took advantage of Rude magic, until it destroyed his mind.


>Oh! I almost forgot, did those black-robes give us anymore trouble? I'm sensing if we go off alone (which so far has only ended badly) they'll get to us.

The princess told you that they were the spies of the Prince. If you believe it or not.

>Perhaps we should try demon summoning? But we should follow my plans. I'm no architect, but I figure we should do something like this, so a repeat of last time doesn't occur. Is it plausible?

You could use the temple you discovered last night. Since you returned the gems, the wild and excitement inside there should be over.

>>17813685
>>17813699

I don't know man. Is this really the place and time to summon demons?
We know hardly enough about the subject. I think we should wait and research more before trying something like that.

>>17813768
Well we'll keep a mental note on it for later, the temple being a good place.

For now we'll go push miss adventure, to atleast work with the prince.

>>17813798
Yep, I agree.

>>17813828
>>17813798

Okay then. writing.

Make an entry in a book in your mind, that you could use the temple for a future summoning, and store it away in the library of memories. Now is not the time to be summoning spirits from the underworlds. You resolve, that despite her advances, you will help the prince in trying to woo her.

The day passes by, fairly uneventfully. You are invited to a nice lunch, and spend your day in leisure.

That night, you fall asleep in your tent, and plan your conversation with the princess. Again, you are awoken by this women.

She takes you outside to the camels.
“I'm not going out with you tonight,” you regretfully inform her.
“Why not?”
“I was sent here, by the Prince. To find you, and to make a case for you to love him.”
“And you have not even tried, or was last night... that attempt?”
“He cares about you dearly, and wants you to be his Queen. He is young, and not as dumb as you describe him. He spends time in his vast library, and would probably make a very controllable husband, which you could use to rule the city, and the desert. I have nothing to offer you, and if you will not go meet him, then my companion and I will ride off in the desert tonight. If you agree to meet him, then I will go wherever with you tonight.”

“I will go with you, but you must offer me something. If I find it suitable in trade, I will go and meet this Prince, and free you from your obligation to him.”

What do you do?

>>17814022
Lets rock her world!

Er..or not, I mean we don't to become the ending of Ace Ventura 2 or anything..

What shall we offer her hurm?

NOT OUR BEAR PELT GODDAMNIT!

>>17814022
>"I will go with you"
Wait. I hope we will do it with tribe king's permission and not just steal her during the night.

>"but you must offer me something. If I find it suitable in trade"
...I'm not sure what we can offer her...

You do not care for material wealth. And I cannot give you abstract concepts like "Adventure" or something like that. What is it that you desire? Maybe I could think of something if you gave a hint?

>>17814055
>NOT OUR BEAR PELT GODDAMNIT!
NOOOO, not the bear pelt!

>>17814022
>Whats he sayin?
Well I think he is saying that she is not a virgin.
>....they can tell that?

SHA-KAKA!

>>17814098

>>17814055
>>17814069

Be creative.

>>17814022
You and your people cherish stories correct? What if I told you, my story? The good, the bad, and the ugly?

>>17814120
Well.. type up the story, and we'll go with that.

>>17814120
But we told it already!
Unless we made it pretty and you're offering the full thing.

So... what are we offering her? An adventure? A chance to meet a demon? Teach her magic. what will it be?

I would have given her what she wanted, and led her armies and conquered the city, but I'm trying to be less railroady.

>>17814106
I wonder if she would like enchanted..... well, something.

>>17814216
>So... what are we offering her? An adventure? A chance to meet a demon? Teach her magic. what will it be?
We can teach her magic?
That might be cool.
Not gonna waste our demon scroll on her though.

>I would have given her what she wanted, and led her armies and conquered the city, but I'm trying to be less railroady.
Meh. I think that would be too bothersome for us and does not advance any of our own goals.
If we had plans to conquer the desert or if she was our waifu, then it's different story. As it stands, we have nothing to gain from it.

Incoming page dump..

I started out my life as an orphan, raised by a holy order in Edagbnia. Slaves are common there, and soon I became one myself, my mas- my former master took me in. Raised me and apprenticed me in architecture. AS my mind grew, so did my body and the baron used this to his advantage. He trained me to become his personal killer. Murdering those who stood in his way.

I would spend my time reading, when I wasn't training or studying. I read wondrous books of legends and lore, I began to idolize the heroes of old, Atreal the World Conquerer being one of them, but my fancifull dreams would be beaten out of me when my former master grew angry and drunk.

This continued on for many years, that is until one fateful night he killed a woman in his rage. I tried to calm him down, reason with him, and perhaps gain my freedom in the attempt, but he turned one me and after years of abuse, I decided that I was not just a sword, but a double-edged one. His life ended that night, and my life of freedom began. Then I wandered from the city, perhaps out of fear of reprecussions or that this was simply another one of my fatastic dreams that I would use to escape the torment.

In the wilds, I met three wild but beautiful witch women. Eleive, Nythiemee and Laeylyea. For a time we became..a family of sort. I became their protector and in return I tasted the fruits of my freedom. For the first time in my life I was truly happy. I learned the ways of magic from Aetrae, and then I hunted a god. Or rather I hunted with the Thajat huntsman and the god led us to our prey. Elven folk.

>>17814272
>If any of this is wrong, feel free to correct it!

Part of me regrets my actions, the sane rational man architect, while the magical barbarian fool in me does not. Funny how I'm so divided up. Anway after the hunt, I returned to exploring the world with my...lovers I suppose. They showed me the source of their power, Velinaetyss. A demoness who seemed to show, atleast in my eyes compassion towards the girls.

After meeting her, I became hungered, I told the girls I would be leaving and left for a simple hunt. I regret my hunger now, for when I returned, they had been slaughtered by a fanatical order of templars. I hunted them down. Maimed them, but I showed mercy towards them, mercy they did not show to the girls. Afterwards, I buried their corpses, and vowed to find a way to bring them back, or atleast to bring them peace in whatever realm they lived in now.

I traveled along, killed the bear and made a pelt from its hide in order to wheather the cold. Then I met two travelers, Oetynwyth and his bodyguard. They had seemed at least have been acquanted with the World Conquerer by a friend, so they interested me. I do wonder if I will ever see them again.

Afterwards I went to Lija. There I met, my future traveling companions, who left for some time. I studied at a secret library, became a master thief and other..well uninteresting things. Then when the group returned I decided to journey with them, and you know the rest.

You take a deep breath and begin...
“I started out my life as an orphan, raised by a holy order in Edagnia. Slaves are common there, and soon I became one myself, my mas- my former master took me in. Raised me and apprenticed me in architecture, engineering, mathematics. As I got older, my mind grew, so did my body; and the baron used this to his advantage. He trained me to become his personal killer. Murdering those who stood in his way. “

“I would spend my time reading, when I wasn't training or studying. I read wondrous books of legends and lore, I began to idolize the heroes of old, Atreal the World Conqueror being one of them, but my fanciful dreams would be beaten out of me when my former master grew angry and drunk.”

This continued on for many years. Until one night he killed a woman in his rage. I tried to calm him down, reason with him, and perhaps gain my freedom in the attempt, but he turned one me and after years of abuse, I decided that I was not just a common knife, but a double-edged sword. His life ended that night, and my life of freedom began. I wandered from the city, perhaps out of fear of repercussions or that this was simply another one of my fantastic dreams.”

“In the wilds, I met three wild but beautiful witch women. Eleive, Nythiemee and Laeylyea. For a time we became..a family of sort,” you pause at this moment and look away from her. You move your gaze to the stars, and remember all the many nights around a campfire that you lay with them, and admire the freedom, the lack of society, the lack of rules. What it meant to live under open skies. “I became their protector and in return I tasted the fruits of my freedom. For the first time in my life I was truly happy. I learned the ways of magic from Aetrae, and then I hunted a god. Or rather I hunted with the Thajat huntsman and the god led us to our prey. Elven folk.”

“Part of me regrets my actions, the sane rational man, the architect... while the magical barbarian fool in me does not. Funny how I'm so divided up.” You look back to her. “After the hunt, I returned to exploring the world with my...lovers. They showed me the source of their power, Velinaetyss. A demoness who seemed to show, at least in my eyes, compassion towards the girls.”

“After meeting her, I became hungered, I told the girls I would be leaving and went for a simple hunt. I regret my hunger now, for when I returned, they had been slaughtered by a fanatical order of wandering knights of some holy order. I hunted them down. Maimed them, but I showed mercy towards them, mercy they did not show to the girls. Afterward, I buried their corpses, and vowed to find a way to bring them back, or at least to bring them peace in whatever realm they lived in now. “

“I traveled along, killed the bear and made a pelt from its hide in order to weather the cold. Then I met two travelers, Oetynwyth and his bodyguard. They seemed at least have been acquainted with the World Conqueror by a friend, so they interested me. I do wonder if I will ever see them again.”

“I went to Lija, the capitol of Edagnia. There I met, my future traveling companions, who left for some time. I studied powerful magics at a secret library, became a master thief and other..well uninteresting things. Years later, when this group returned I decided to journey with them, and you know the rest.”

You look up at her, and there are small tears in her eyes.

“I will go with you.” she says, “for the price of this story... for I am a woman of my honor and word.” he wipes the small tears from the corners of her eyes, “But how can someone who has done so much, and valued freedom so greatly, expect another soul who thirsts for an independent life, to slave herself to a do nothing petty noble, in a miserable city?”

what do you do?

>>17814412
I don't want this. But you have a grand opportunity. You can reshape this city into something better. You say you hate the prince because he does nothing, well become a queen who inspires her people, who works not only for them but with them. You have a chance to change everything.

But I do not ask for you marry him, I only ask that you meet him, and if you do not wish to be with him, I will make sure you shall be returned home safely.

>because royals taking hostage wives is as predictable as the sun rising

>>17814412
>>17814439

I am not forcing you to do anything. The choice is, ultimately, yours.
You can refuse and I will go back to the prince and tell him I tried my best. You can accept and live the destiny you think that awaits you or you can forge your future yourself, grasping the destiny by its throat and taking full advantage of of the situation.

>>17814412
She doesn't have to accept if she doesn't want to. We told her that we're doing a favour for the prince. She's not obliged to do anything for us.

'I am merely opening a door. Not pushing you through one.'

“Your life is yours to live. I do not own you, and can barely influence you. I am merely asking, on behalf of another man,” you take a step back, feeling fairly cold and detached. Like you're going through some sort of existential situation. “I'm asking that you just go and meet him.”

She says, “Well then hero, promise me this. On everything you've ever valued in your life... Promise me, that some day, when I call upon you... you will oblige me with whatever it is I need. Wherever I need to go, and whatever adventure I need to experience, that you will help me.”

What do you say?

>>17814617
Hm. This is hard, she could very well use this to manipulate us. We don't really have a choice though, we are a man of our word.

"Very well, but you cannot abuse this promise for I do not make them lightly."

>>17814617
"Know this, I do not know where my travels will take me. It is possible that I wont go far or that I will be on the other side of the world next year. But I will try my best to fulfill my promise when you call upon me.
Though, do not abuse the technicalities and invoke it as soon as I give the promise" Smile.

Maybe we could offer to make her a simple enchanted ring or necklace with a double which we will carry, they will be able to send something like a distress signal or pre-programmed message (not communication equipment). If we receive it, that means she want us to come.

>>17814657
Perhaps it should change temperature, color when she wants us? I could see problems with it glowing or something.

>middle of a sneaky sneaky
>archers aiming for us...
>just when we are about to get away..
>DAMN RING FUCKING GLOWS!

>>17814670
Or a loud siren sound.

>Infiltrating sneak mission
>WOO-WOO-WOO

>>17814280
BTW, thanks for taking the time to look through this, and come up with all that. I really appreciate your investment in this quest.

>>17814688
No problem.
I'm the guy with the long-winded rp problem.
Been here since the beginning, my dairy heir.

>>17814704
I think you RP "problem" is fine. I often lament how little I can think for a suggestion so I encourage you to write your long suggestions without reservation.

>funny side story. on the topic of world conquerors.

I was just outside, smoking and there were some european contractors. Two of them were from Macedonia... I asked if they ever considered grabbing a spear, and fixing this place in the name of his country's greatest son. They laughed. Talked about how they come out here. I offered, that maybe thats the next good idea, give this place back to Macedonia. "Who knows what we would run into?"

I replied, "Maybe you'll find some long lost cousins."

i thought it was funny.
>funniest guy in the office.

>>17814765
Hahahaha

>>17814765
Oh...because of Alexander the Great.

Funny.

Doo..doo...dooo

So thats a no on my, hide a couple more blades on our person I had suggested on earlier?

>>17814828
Sorry, still at work. One more meeting in fifteen minutes. So I should be good to go in an hour. Sorry for the inconvenience.

OOh, greaves enchantment idea.

They'd have a plate of metal on top, that can extend to create a blade.

>snikt

Or just really heavy punch.

Oh, also we should continue Jaynce's stretches each morning. And see if he can't teach us a few of his artful techniques.

Don't wanna ignore our physical prowess for magic.

>>17814853
It's okay.

>>17814942
I agree

back. Anyone still around?

>>17815360
yeah, I'm here

>>17815369

awesome. Shitty day at the office. so this is a good cathartic escape. haha. post forthcoming

"Know this,” you say sternly to the desert Princess. “I do not know where my travels will take me. It is possible that I wont go far or that I will be on the other side of the world next year. But I will try my best to fulfill my promise when you call upon me.” You look down at the ground, kick the dirt for a while and contemplate a million thoughts. Dark thoughts. Your mind descends to a world of black thoughts. Suddenly, you pull yourself from these ideas, and you look her back in the eye.

“Is this fair?”

“It is fair. I will tell my father, and we will leave on the marrow.”

You ride around with her on camel back that night. She teaches you about life and survival in the desert. You watch the sky turn from a velvet blue to purple, then orange, as the sun climbs into the sky. You race back to the camp, and return to your tent.

Jaynce is performing his exercises, and you ask to join. He obliges and you go through the whole routine. He suggests you spar, and shows you many unarmed techniques. Your ribs are sore after the event, but you feel that you have learned quite a bit.

Later in the day the princess comes to you in a regal garb, and rides out with Jaynce and yourself. Days later you arrive back in Mahir. The prince salutes you, and hosts a fine dinner for you, your other two friends, and most importantly, the princess. It is a great and impressive feast. A truly royal affair. Afterward, you saunter home, a little drunk, a little upset. You consider how much more glory would have been in riding into the city at the head of an army, conquering this place, and then, like Atreal, dashing out into the sunset, looking for the next conquest. On these dark thoughts, you fall asleep.
The next day you awake. What do you do?

>>17815689
>What do you do?

We need to know what the princess decided. Lets go and meet the prince.
If all is well then we can finally scrounge the library and hope to find something useful.

>I swear if you made it so that he bed her without her consent....

>>17815717
The prince or Jamithan?

>>17815739
The prince of course.
He seems like a type that could do such a thing.

>>17815689
>>17815748

Also, heh, it really seems that you wanted to do this
>You consider how much more glory would have been in riding into the city at the head of an army, conquering this place, and then, like Atreal, dashing out into the sunset, looking for the next conquest.

Consider that our character doesn't really have any motivation to help that tribe to take over the city of Mahrir. If you wanted to railroad us into that direction you should have done something that makes us want to do it. Like the prince screwing us over or something. As the things stand, he hasn't done anything bad to us, in fact he has rewarded us with riches for a relatively simple task.

>>17815768
While true, i've taken Jamithan as not a dungeon diving dwarf, searching for GolDZ. But a would be general, a conqueror. A man who wills the world to him.

But I dont want to be railroady. That construction of the prince doing something bad, would have been too convenient. Thus cheesy and fraudlike.

>>17815789
>That construction of the prince doing something bad, would have been too convenient. Thus cheesy and fraudlike.

That is also true. I wanted to add that but refrained.

>While true, i've taken Jamithan as not a dungeon diving dwarf, searching for GolDZ. But a would be general, a conqueror. A man who wills the world to him.
Well. I don't think he has still found that calling yet. Maybe later.
Besides, even if he helped to conquer the city, it still wouldn't have been his, would it?

You return to your gang after being gone for almost two weeks. Sayrala has spent most of her time doing calisthenics, and reading. Chroi however made good on his promise. He says he discovered an ancient treasure, buried in the desert to the east of the city. It's a fanciful tale, and probably old lie. But interesting nonetheless. The word on the city streets, is that the princess has agreed to marry the city prince, and that there will be a grand celebration, and festival that will last for a week. Your dark mood still lingers and you suggest that you take whatever reward is due, and that you leave, “before the city turns stupid.” Your gang agrees, and you plan on leaving the following mid afternoon. Where? They're not sure. You will decide as your leaving. The scroll, to summon a demon itches at your mind. You take it, stuff it in a pocket and decide to walk the streets. You planned on continuing your exercises and sparring with Jaynce but you are in no mood for it. Walking the streets, every Khaddar face annoys you. The women and their veils, the men and their turbans. You catch several of the men in black turbans watching you, and you give them fierce scowls.

What do you do?

>>17815987
>Man, what's up with Jamithan?
Calm down, man. Perhaps spend time with Sayrala in the warehouse studying more magic. I suggest he learns about healing magic.

Then lets get our reward . Don't forget, Jamithan should visit the library.

>>17816020
He was offered an opportunity for a high military adventure, just like his hero. Now, he's forced to watch some slave holding do nothing, who never worked for anything in his life take a women who he could have done.. anything with. Made her a queen, a fellow adventurer, anything. Studying magic.. is hardly a mind calming practice, in a moment like this. IF he hangs around, he will have to watch an entire city celebrate mediocrity, celebrate his dutiful decisions.

>>17816068
Heh.
Still, I don't think it was that bad of a decision though. There is woefully little that we know about... well, everything that concerns this desert and the country. We have no idea of military strengths of either side, we don't know political situation, we don't know what our party would have thought about it (especially since it would have meant that they wouldn't get reward from the prince for previous mission), we only have the princess word again the prince and the prince and this country hadn't done anything bad against us.
I mean, one must have more information at hand before making decisions like this.

I'm really at a loss what kind of motivation we could have for starting a conquering war in foreign lands, for a foreign woman. Jamithan, at this point, does not desire wealth or power, neither can he be lead by something as simple as the beauty of the woman. I mean, we didn't even make a move on Sayrala yet (I still think Jamithan want the witches coven back above all).

>>17816141
It wasn't for a woman.. it was just to do it. It could have been for a cat!

Alexander, Caesar, Khan ... they were warlords. napoleon too. The test of the field. The information requirements about comparative.

And I, the GM, am not going to make any.. moves on Sayrala, if it feels right, then go for it.

So.. what are we going to do? Collect our reward?

>>17816227
>The information requirements about comparative.

... are pretty valid.

>>17816227
>It wasn't for a woman.. it was just to do it. It could have been for a cat!
>Alexander, Caesar, Khan ... they were warlords. napoleon too. The test of the field. The information requirements about comparative.

Well. Dunno. I didn't really /feel/ it, you know? The need to conquer. At least yet.
Perhaps, I'm seeing the character and motivations much differently?

>So.. what are we going to do? Collect our reward?
Well, I wanted to meet the princess and hear the words from herself. And yes, we need to collect the rewards. Preferably before we visit the princess.

The next morning, you and the gang go to the palace to collect your reward. Guards bar your access. You demand to see the prince, and you are denied. Many men in black turbans watch your party's arrival. You stand before the gate, waiting. And waiting.

Chroi recommends you leave, and Jaynce agrees. “There is more adventure out there, don't worry about it.” You give them a bewildered look. Sayrala walks off without a word. The other two join her, and you are left standing infront of the gate. After a moment, a small man runs up to the guards and demands they let you in. You look to your companions, who have already walked out of sight. You sigh and enter. I guess the Prince will have to give you a donkey and a cart to let you carry all your reward out?

Eight guards follow you, to the Prince's chamber. You see the princess, in a full robe and veil, in a corner, attended by many other women dressed like her. She shoots you a longing look. The prince reclines in a large chair, with half naked women couched around him, and even more guards. “Ah! The hero! I heard you stood in front of my gates! Are you just a muscled dumb-dumb? You are not invited here! Please, spare us all the grizzly sight of your death, and leave!” He smiles widely, and eats a grape.

What do you do?

>>17816422

"you promised me that you would reward me access to you're library. I did what i promised, so now do what you promised me."

>>17816422
>>17816444

Library and DOSH.

So better pay up.

Heh. It's getting intresting.
Do not expect him to concede to your demands. He will most likely order his men to kill you. Prepare some magic spells to cast. Something that either greatly increases your speed or or lets you teleport.
Other useful spells would be shield and deflection spell. Perhaps some Rude AOE type of attack to take out the guards.

Get close to the prince, put the sword against his neck.
"Muscle dumb, eh? You took me for a strong retard?"

"You promised me that you would reward me access to you're library. I did what i promised, so now do what you promised me,” you state coldly.

“You are in no position to tell me what to do, stranger. Do you think you are the first to come to my land, to do my bidding?” He laughs to himself. “I should have you scourged, then left for the wild dogs to tear apart!” he calms down and looks about the room, “But, being that a trip to my library, will cost me nothing... and, it allows me to be an, honorable man-” he smiles. “You shall have it. You will be escorted to the library, where you will have five hours to look at whatever you want, and leave with whatever notes you take. That is the deal. Do you accept?” He smiles widely and blinks like a pleased cat, with a dying mouse.
What do you do?

>>17816483
"nope"

do this >>17816463


Or should we first get our party?
Meh. I think we can handle this. I do not think that Prince knows we are master Rogue and a very capable Mage. He probably thinks Jamithan is just a strong brute.

>>17816499

If you want us to do that, i am okay with it.

What we also could do is summon that demon in his library maybe gain some powers and end him. well, maybe not end him but make him scared for the rest of his life, knowing we could kill him whenever we wanted.

>>17816499
haha. Fun plan. Then what would be next?

>>17816523
>What we also could do is summon that demon in his library

that is awesome.

>>17816523
I'm generally wary of demon-granted powers though. Though if there is no catch (the previous time there wasn't though I doubt it will be the same again) we could go for it, or maybe we could work out something else with the demon?

>>17816532
Dunno? Kill him?
What they gonna do when their ruler is dead? We could escape during the chaos.

>>17816552

yeah, we should only get us some powers if it doesn't come bite us in the ass later.

and i don't think we should kill him. let him marry the girl, but make it so that she is in control. You guys remember that talk about the ring that notifies that we are needed by her? use that so he would be to scared to do shit against her.

>>17816574
Meh. Now that he has shows his cheesy villianistic ways, I have no qualms killing him and razing this city to the ground if I have to.
Besides, why should she be a puppet controller from behind when she can become the Queen and be actual ruler?

>>17816594

doesn't she first have to marry him before she can be queen?

>>17816574
Lol. Do you play the never falling paladin?

>>17816605

No, its just that i thought she wouldn't be able to be queen if we killed him now. Don't get me wrong, i have absolutely no qualms with killing him here and now. I am just not sure if she could become queen if he died now.

>>17816552
>>17816574

We will still have to kill the guards who take us to the library though.
Though I doubt our Rogue/mage/fighter self will have problem with them.

>>17816602
We'll work something out. She is still the princess of the powerful nomadic tribe. She can send a falcon-messenger and assemble a huge army. They'll just take over or something

[edited: thought that anon replied to my message]

We've got some great ideas here... but they're a little conflicting.

I hope it's not a fool's move. But would you roll for it? d100?

>>17816703

Meh, I dont feel the need to push my idea. Use my idea if you want. If you don't, that's cool too.

rolled 74 = 74

>>17816703
Pretend to agree, follow to the library. When the suitable moment arises, murder the guard.

Then either summon the demon for help or start stealthily murdering our way back to the prince.

>>17816638
Eh, it doesn't matter if she become a queen or not. We just don't want him to live, want our riches and don't want her to marry him, even as a puppet-master.

>>17816727
Which idea would that be?

>>17816738

these:
>>17816574
>>17816523

wo hours now eh? Will he let me die afterward, with the knowledge I've gained? Four guards point their pikes at you, and guide you to the library. You move through the maze that is the palace. You go down stairs, and you where the path forks, you can here pained screams coming up from further descending stairs to the left. The guards take you to the right, where two mammoth doors stands. They open one of the doors, which reveals a massive library. Five or eight times larger than the one you studied at in Lija. You step forward through the doors, and into the library. They close the door behind you, leaving you alone inside, where small candles dimly light this chamber of ancient lore. You walk along an aisle, examining the tomes. “Ledgers and Annual Pay of the 4th Legion,” written in Arnurian, the language of Atreals early empire. This book must be... 2,000 years old. “The origin of the Empyrean Order,” also in Arnurian. And older books, written in scripts that look like some sort of proto Arnurian, which you can't make out.

You clear a space at a table, and place your scroll of demonic summoning. You let go of a deep breath and study it carefully. There are many materials required, that you don't currently have, but you can make up for it in rude magic. You're sure of it. You pull some chalk from a small pocket, and begin drawing a diagram in an open space on the floor. You sit just outside of it, with some carefully placed candles, and will the fire to join in the center. You close your eyes, and can feel the magic happening. A darkness sweeps over your thoughts, and your brain feels as though you are afflicted with a great fever. Your face shakes, and you can feel your hair get damp with sweat. A tunnel, a high moon, dancing, fire. Something pushes against your chest, hard, as if it was reaching for your heart. You begin mouthing a chant, a repetition of magical phrases that you learned from Nal. Your spine gets hot, and then suddenly ice cold, and you feel as if you were alone and naked in a northern snow drift. Feet, arms, thighs all go numb, as if you had run for days. Your head is sagging now, and you feel as if you've slipped into that magical moment before waking up, where you're aware of the world, but still control all the powers of creation. Your mind whispers... “ Velinaetyss...” And everything goes black.

You open your eyes, and you see a tall, gorgeous woman before you. Velinaetyss. Though it has been, maybe three years, she looks unchanged, and even more beautiful than before.

“The girls!” you exclaim.

“Not even a hello?” her sultry voice purrs. “Well it is a pleasure to see you again as well.

“What happened to their souls?”

“They wander... as all souls do. You want them to come back to you? Well that will never happen. You will never know them as you did, but they might be able to come back as something like what you knew. They could be made demons, like me. Would you like that?” She places her open hand on your chest and slightly digs her nails into your muscles. “then you could have them back, whenever you want.”

“How?” you demand, almost cutting her off.

“A great lord needs to feel moved to act. But why should he? What do you have to offer him, to act on their behalf?”

“Whatever, anything. What would please him?”

She smiles as you say this, and she kneels down, then crawls into your lap, pushing her face against yours. “The same thing all gods want, some great sacrifice to validate their miserable existence.” She brushes your hair pack and leans forward, pushing her chest against yours, and whispers into your ear, “what can you do, to please wicked would-be gods?” she runs her hands up your arms, across your shoulders, and down your back. “A great demonstration of brutality...” she chews your ear a little. “What is it that you would need, to enact your dark will? Hrm?”

What do you do?

>>17817022

Just asking to make things all clear: the only catch for gaining powers is an act of brutality? so killing the prince would be an act of brutality right?

i know a wall of text.. but, anyone still hanging?

>>17817116
She is hinting that the gods would grant... an improvement, a betterment for the souls of your friends... if you offered something that would please them.

She will give you, something her self, to help you if you want to do this.

>>17817148

hmm.... too risky.... i think we will have to decline that. Guess we should nick some books that would be handy to take with us, and murderize our way back to the prince. and kill him too.

>>17817182
what... is too risky? You think after 4 days of typing up 60 pages on this dude, I'm going to have him casually fall on the sword of a passing guard?

rolled 42 = 42

>>17817182
Wait.

Didn't we summon her to help us against the prince?
Not to bring back the girls?

Waht?

>>17817213

I think what we have to offer would be too risky. I don't know what they would want other than: our soul, a part of our lifespan, first born child or something that would come bite us in the ass in the future.


they wouldn't be interested in riches right?

rolled 99 = 99

>>17817148
>She is hinting that the gods would grant... an improvement, a betterment for the souls of your friends...

We do not want "improvement" we want them as if they never died. If that cannot be done, then we at least want to talk to them and be sure that they have peaceful rest.

If they are changed, then they aren't not them.

rolled 44 = 44

We could ask her for personal power improvement. Small enough that it doesn't cost us too much.

"How about the soul of a prince?"

>>17817263
>>17817262
>>17817246

I don't know how I've... misrepresented this world, but I haven't mentioned anything about pacts or any rosemary's baby kinda stuff. THis is a slutty demon, who likes you, and wants to help.

The girls? They're dead. Its not D&D 2E, where we all hop on over to the priest who for 40 gold restores our friends limbs and lives. You like who these girls were? Well, they're not coming back.. you can never go home. But if Jamithan is willing to accept, which I think he is, the world is not simple as good or evil, that the only truth to the world is that it bends to the will of man, then bringing them back... in the form of some succubus at your leisure, is not such a bad outcome.

Our current demon friend, has made no mention of "this is what you owe me etc" There were plenty of references earlier, regarding "maybe we can talk to the demon lady about our friends." Let's not forget, that these were demon worshiping witches you used to hang around with. Not girl scouts. They were killed by paladins because they were "evil", and so were you. But, again, as Jamithan has learned, these labels mean little, its only what a man does, that matters, not how it is judged by the weak of will or mind.

>>17817334
>Well, they're not coming back.. you can never go home. But if Jamithan is willing to accept, which I think he is, the world is not simple as good or evil, that the only truth to the world is that it bends to the will of man, then bringing them back... in the form of some succubus at your leisure, is not such a bad outcome.

I can accept that their "flesh" or bodies will be changed. But what about their minds? Will it affect it? Deep down, will they be same girls we knew?
Because it is not sexy women that Jamithan want, it is those three specific women that have shown him freedom that he wants.

Also, how can we be sure that they want to come back? This is also important. We only want to bring them back if it is something they want. Otherwise, we will grant them peaceful rest.

>I don't know how I've... misrepresented this world, but I haven't mentioned anything about pacts or any rosemary's baby kinda stuff. THis is a slutty demon, who likes you, and wants to help.
Oh... cool. I guess you did misrepresent it a little :)

>>17817334

Wait wait wait. so, she wants to help? Just like that? Well than, lets make use of that and maybe give her a reward, if you catch my drift.

>>17817386

*then* god, i should double check what i type.

So, are we doing this?

a) Accept some help from a demon, get some revenge for a dickly prince, and make a little bonfire on earth for those to in heaven and hell to see?

or... Door 2) what?


if door 1) what do you want to request? It doesn't have to be some baron of hell, it can be... your back up daggers? or maybe some sort of temporary celerity? this isnt Fable, where you do "bad" things, and you grow horns.

>>17817481
Wait. Are you not gonna answer the questions here >>17817367 ?

I mean, that can be in quest too. Just asking the Succubus here.

And what does
>and make a little bonfire on earth for those to in heaven and hell to see?
mean?

>>17817481

Definitely door number 1. temporary celerity sounds good too.

>>17817497
>Wait. Are you not gonna answer the questions here >>17817367 ?

Well, everything Jamithan knows about demons, does not suggest they are going to comeback as mindless hentai monsters. If thats what you mean. Yes, they will come back, as themselves, just... infernal. Someday... its just making a sacrifice, hoping to curry some favor. you're not making some deal. Yes, it will be some quest later. its just kicking the can down that road.

>And what does
>and make a little bonfire on earth for those to in heaven and hell to see?
mean?

That if you... do some great bit of savagery here. Kill the guards, kill the slaves, kill the prince, and light the palace on fire.. maybe set the queen free... then maybe, those from other realms might notice you. a nice way to give the middle finger to indifferent gods.

>>17817525

I am cool with killing the prince and his guards, but i am not cool with killing those slaves. we should free them if we can.

>>17817525
>Well, everything Jamithan knows about demons, does not suggest they are going to comeback as mindless hentai monsters. If thats what you mean. Yes, they will come back, as themselves, just... infernal. Someday... its just making a sacrifice, hoping to curry some favor.

Ah. So it's not gonna happen right here? We could try some other methods too if we find them, right?

Okay then. Lets do the number 1.
But I don't want to kill the slaves though.

What to ask? Well, I personally would like a permanent small power-up in magic raw power. So that we can shoot fireballs out of our ass like it's not a thang.

Also ask the Succubus to teach you a better summoning spells (the scroll we used is useless now, right?)

>>17817481
I say...we go with door #2. We should ask to be granted the strength to kill a hundred soldiers. This isn't like a genie though is it? If it is I need some time to get some papers composed, making sure I cover every loophole.

OH!

Also, ask her to send a message to our party that SHIT IS GOING DOWN. And they are invited.

You put your hand behind her head, and run your fingers through her hair, and whisper in her ear... “Grant me revenge.”

She pulls back and smiles. “It seems we always meet around your revenge moments. The book you study, it has an easier way to bring me to you, you should read up on it. I'd like to see you more often. She gives you a full kiss, then stands up. “You interest me...” She walks back into the design, seemingly descending through the bricks.

You look around, and it is still the library. You look at your hands, and they feel.... light. Strange, ethereal. At your sides are two long daggers, maybe short swords. They are dressed in ox blood scabbards, and are decorated in gold script, from a language you do not recognize. The handles are certainly bone, but stained black. When you get to your feet, it took no effort whatsoever, as if, you were dreaming, or completely numbed. Every gesture, every shift or movement, is lighter than air, quicker than an arrow. You pick up the daggers, and move towards the door. In an instant, you are there. And you weren't even running. You take a deep breath, and suddenly the world is hilarious to you. How you've suffered so many obstacles in your life, and now, today... and probably not for tomorrow, something has lifted them. Your desire, your will, ignoring what everyone carries to be sacred or profane.. you wanted something, and you have the power now, to achieve it. You kick the door open with a furious, other wordly strength, belting out a deep and powerful laughter. The guards on the other side are stunned in terror. Before they could point their spears, you gutted each of them, spilling their intestines like ropes on the deep stone floor. You dance up the stairs in long bounds, covering eight steps in each stride. When you make it to the top, there are six more guards. You twist, you whirl, you even leap over one... sticking them repeatedly with lightning fast jabs. Their blood pours out of every hole, like a fountain of life.

You continue in this way, passing a pack of guards, and falling them all, leaving heaps of bent and bleeding bodies, until you make it to the Prince's chamber. All told so far, you've probably killed fifty, seventy guards? It all happened so fast, you can't hardly recall. Instantly, you leap across and kick one of his personal soldier attendants in the throat, collapsing his neck, and twisting his head around and off. His other immediate guard gets stabbed through the lungs with both blades, then kicked square in the sternum, which collapses. You turn your attention to the Prince.

The Prince has barely had any time to weep, but his eyes are wide in a plain white terror. He is shrieking as loud as any noise you have heard a human make, in a painful, ear piercing shrill. You drop one dagger and open handed strike him in the eyes.

Your fingers, closed together like a knife blade, melt through his skull. Your thumb grabs purchase under his tiny jaw, and you pull. It tears his nose, jaw, and entire lower face off. You throw it back in his lap and laugh. After picking up the other blade, you look back to the veiled princess, who silently, stares from across the chamber at you, unafraid. You can feel whatever magic was imbued upon you, begin to wear off slowly. You calculate, based off the ability for her to transfer power, the size of your body, and some other arcane formulas, that you will only have this speed and strength for another ten minutes or so. You look upon the princess, who's attendants have all fled in shrieking terror. The door ahead of you, back onto the street is open. (and the guards who defended it are dead, in a pulpy mess from your blades).

What do you do?

>>17817827
Gesture your hand to her (you know, the motion that says "come with me but only willingly" which shows no aggression) and beckon to her.

When she comes. Take her and flee the palace. Locate your friends and tell them that we are fleeing.

And then we have a choice I think:
To bring the princess back and this time actually raise the army to take over the city... or something else. We didn't get our rewards though.

(shame that we didn't take any books though)

>>17817827

Can we loot some of his riches? maybe some armor or jewelry?

>>17817893
We shouldn't really focus on this. We have only limited time.
But if we can grab something on the way, then it's cool

You look to the Princess, and wave her over to you. “If you want to be free of this, then come with me.”

She stands up, and silently walks over to you. She takes your hand, and the two of you dash out of the palace and onto the open street.

You steal two horses from the royal stable, small, native horses and ride hard for the outskirts of the city. You link back up with your friends, and Jaynce gives you a look. You are up to your elbows in solid red, and your face and chest are covered in splattered blood. He smiles and looks back over the western horizon.

Sayral looks at the two of you, “So this is the fabled desert princess? It's a pleasure your highness,” she then also looks forward and addresses the group. “So what now?”

“Take me with you, away from this place,” your new companion asks.

The Mahir city scape fades below the dune line and under the horizon behind you.

What do you do?

>>17818138
"The prince was too greedy for his own good."

Hmm.

If we are not going to do the conquering route then might I suggest to travel West to Chroi's Home and help him to complete his quest?
That would be nice.

We did collect all our stuff, did we?

>>17818206
Yes, you ended up with your stuff. Of course. hah. You have the Hellblades too.

>>17818138
Did we ever get the princesses name?

"So, princess, didn't you say something about raising an army and conquering the city?" Smile.

We need to make some wholesale destruction to please the infernals after all.

>>17818260
How do Hellblades work? Was that ethereal ability one-time or can we invoke it more?

>>17818313
“I am Ashazi, daughter of the great king of deserts. It is a pleasure to meet you.”

>How do Hellblades work? Was that ethereal ability one-time or can we invoke it more?
They're just daggers.It wasn't the blades that granted you celerity. Just daggers "of stabbing". Someone commented earlier that we needed a backup weapon.

>>17818377
I see.
They aren't enchanted or anything?

>>17818313
Change "princess" to "Ashazi"

>>17818395
Sorry, that was a quote from earlier...
"He points to a woman across the circle from him, and implores her, to show these men the face that makes gods jealous. The lithe woman pulls the veil from her face, and smiles. “I am Ashazi, daughter of the great king of deserts. It is a pleasure to meet you.”

>They aren't enchanted or anything?
Maybe? You'll have to take some time to figure it out. But they don't seem to be right now.

>>17818460
>Sorry, that was a quote from earlier...
Ah, I thought so.
That's why the sentence here >>17818313 should be.
"So, Ashazi, didn't you say something about raising an army and conquering the city?" Smile.

The party rides until night. When you find a watering hole, a small oasis, you suggest that the group stops and camps.
While taking blankets out of a saddlebag, you look over to the newest addition. “So, Ashazi, didn't you say something about raising an army and conquering the city?"
She smiles warmly and giggles a bit. “Maybe, maybe in a little while. I'm young.”
Chroi is putting together a campfire.
“Chroi, didn't you say, you had found some sort of treasure for us to find?”
Without even looking over his shoulder he replies. “Yes. It will be big haul. All get rich.” Ashazi pulls her belongings out, shoots you a smile then walks over to the fire area. On the other side of her Sayrala, is standing there, staring at you. You resume to fuss with the items in your bag, and suddenly, she is standing next to you.
You turn your head to face her and she grabs you by the jaw and gives you a wonderful kiss. “Don't get any ideas.”
She turns around, and walks back to the fire area to join the others. You watch her hips sway as she strides over to join Chroi and Ashazi.
A hand falls on your shoulder, Jaynce is standing next to you. “Life, my friend,” he nods to your friends. “Is a complicated thing,” he chuckles a bit and also walks over to the fire pit area. Chroi starts a fire, and every one lays out on blankets or bedrolls. You drag your forearm across your face, wiping off some of the dried blood.
“Indeed it is,” you mutter to your self as you grab your blankets and join the other.

End of Volume 3.

>>17818572
Hah.

I guess we'll go search for that treasure that Chroi talked about.

>>17818572
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>End of Volume 3.
Don't tell me it's going to be a three year time-skip the next update or something

OP, you're gone?

>>17818644

Hahahha. No, No. No great time skip. Lots of adventuring to do, before we begin the next full chapters of the life of Jamithan.

After Action Review... Comments? Things to Improve, things to sustain?

Thank again elegan/tg/entlemen, for another fine day and night of fun. I appreciate all the help and clever inputs to make this story. I'm at 60 pages now. 61 technically. I greatly appreciate your participation.

>>17818763
No... are you?

>>17818763
I guess so!

We need to get the demon summoning book back. That succubus can keep guiding us along the road to ressurecting our witches as demons.

Also, I'm kind of annoyed that we didn't help the princess conquer that city state. We're styling ourselves after the World Conqueror. Why not make our first conquest now?