why, head into town of course. Glad to see this quest lives

bumping and hell yeah we head into town. We need to find that fucker that's running the spice trade.

>>18056305
I love highland cattle

>>18057698
cattle general?

>>18056305
Sweet. This quest is awesome.

Anyway, go to the town.

With a flick of the reigns you make your way towards town. As you reach the outskirts you are hailed to stop by several men wearing armor.


"You here for the festival?" One man asks, strapped to his back is what appears to be a Flamberge style sword. His men eye you wearily even as several children run by screaming happily as they play.

Fuck yes.
I was here for the first thread and I'm damn well pleased to see this back.

>>18058354
"Festival?"

>>18058354
Yes, indeed

>>18058367
"The mess of tents. The lord-ling has decided it's a weekend of debauchery." he explains carefully eyes your clothing. "Where are you from stranger? We've had word that changelings have been about and we don't want any getting inside town."

Turning away he barks an order to one of the men nearby. A younger lad with dark hair, he runs off towards the gatehouse and returns a few moments later with a wooden object that looks a bit like walking stick. On one end is a rounded knob carved into the likeness of a face.

"Just hold still for a second, and we'll send you right in."

>>18058407
We're no a changling, right? I don't remember us being one.

"What is that?"

>>18058415
"nothing for you too...." he stops talking as the staff begins to make a snuffling sound. It's haft moving in a snakelike manner as it passes near you. The head rearing to look you in the eyes. Dead wooden sockets stare into your own and for a brief moment the lips begin to move a wooden rasp coming from them.

As quickly as it came to life it returns to death becoming a mere staff once more.

"Damn things broken. Umm. Anyways carry on. Though I hope you brought some money, even the meads pricey tonight."

>>18058481
Alright, head on in.
... why did we came here anyway? Iirc, we had a specifi goal, right?

>>18058204
I'm in

You can't for the life of you remember exactly what it was that you were supposed to do. Even as you trundle into the tent city the smells of food further distract. Rich meats cooking over open fires and freshly baked pies filled with an assortment of food assault your senses.

And then it hits you. The spice. It had to do with the spice. The death of a man to ensure the harvest, a rich man... and it's gone as you spot a wine sink, hunger and thirst winning out.

>>18058604
I remembered! (more like I read the previous thread) We were to kill a greenman from the Order of Emerald Rose. He should be here at the festival. Also, the fae said we could gain help from her kind, which are still worshiped in these places.

>>18058626
As you settle down to a nice pint of nut brown it floods back into your mind. Your goal is now clear(through the power of ale). Even as you sip the heady beverage you can feel the spirits crawling through the streets, hard to spot even to your attuned senses. They seem to be recluses but, they are there.

right, we also have a power that lets us feel the spirits

>>18058675
We should go out and search for particularly strong spirit. Maybe like the fae from our farm? Walk around, explore, feel the spirits.
Also, keep on the lookout for the greenman and the Order

>>18058696
you leave few coins on the board that served as a bar and let your senses guide you. you smell the scent of fresh fish and blood. the sound of water against rocks and the gurgling scream of drowning men. Slowly you make your way through the town coming down to the water front. It's calm tranquil surface lapping lazily against your ankles as you look out at the broad expanse. There is still power in it though, a slow steady fury that waits till it's time is right to make a move.

"You look a wee bit lost laddy." A old voice crows from nearby. "Might be yer wanting to take a dip in the ol' turtle's water?"

>>18058839
"No. None of that sort.
Who are you, old man?"
Try to focus your senses on him, maybe he's a ghost or something.

>>18058839
> you smell the scent of fresh fish and blood. the sound of water against rocks and the gurgling scream of drowning men

Hmmm, a place where lots of people drowned or committed suicide?
Does it feel like something is in the water?

Talk with the man, ask him about the festival.

The old man smiles, You realize he must be quite up there in his years. His skin like worn leather,and a toothless foolish look about him.

"Well I happen to be a simple fisherman is all." He gestures to an empty bucket and bottle of wine. "Though I'm sadly lacking in fish currently. Tell me son, where are you from?"

As you peer at his face you get a brief feeling of being utterly soaked to the bone as if someone poured cold water all over you.

>>18058995
This man feels suspicious, another fae perhaps?

"Well, I'm from [the village where we come from]. Came here for the festival.
...
How long have you lived here, old man? And what is your name, by the way?"

>>18058995
Ask him what's he doing here by the river

>>18058995
"Are you a ghost, old man?"

The old man smiles another toothless grin.

"Same as you boy, flesh and blood is what I'm made of. Just a hired hand for a big old man that likes his fish." He dips the empty wine bottle into the water, a gurgling sound coming from it as it fills. When the bubbles have left he passes it over to you. "Course, he pays me a mighty fine way, can't ever say I'll go thirsty."

rolled 75 = 75

>>18059386
>highest roll gents
Hmm?

"Thanks.
...
Can you tell me about the festival?"

If he's not a fae, then why are we drawn to him? Try to feel out with our spirit sensing powers around this place.

You taste the liquid in the bottle and find it to be a sweet fiery flavor. It would seem the water has been turned into spirits*badumsha*

"Well now, nothing big. the boss likes it, dancing pretty ladies and all the nice food. Come tomorrow night though..well who knows. Them roses are popping up all over the place and the big fat bloom in the middle of the bush is aiming to cramp my bosses style."

rolled 49 = 49

>>18059469
>It would seem the water has been turned into spirits*badumsha
Heh.

"Them roses are popping up all over the place and the big fat bloom in the middle of the bush is aiming to cramp my bosses style."

"What do you mean?"
"Who is your boss anyway?"

>>18059490
He just smiles as he shrugs.
"The ones with funny ears and plenty of thorns. That sort of rose, green ones if you will. As for mah boss well mah boss is the same one who changed that water to something mighty fine. He's the same one that keeps this little town going and the river flowing."

rolled 14 = 14

>>18059664
"Can I meet your boss?"

rolled 16 = 16

>>18059664
"A greenman?
What do you think of them?"

>>18059787
"Gutless cowards. The whole lot of em. Can't stomach the thought of doing anything by the old ways." he spits on the ground, where his saliva collides a frog crawls from the muck and hops into the water. "heh..need to be more careful I guess. As for my boss."

He gestures as the river. "You're looking at 'im."

rolled 81 = 81

>>18059856
"I see."

Collect water from the river with the hands. If htat doesn't do anything step into the river and try to contact the spirit of the river.

>>18059856
"How do I call him?"

>>18059875
"I wouldn't-"

As your hands reach into the water you begin to feel as if something is reaching back. As easily as you may pick a turnip you are pulled under dragged towards the murky bottom. even as your lungs scream you go deeper still until you black out. When you come to you find yourself in what appears to be a cold wet cave.

"I see you are most foolish little son of the dirt." A low voice groans out from around you. "And here I thought you'd be sated speaking with MY servant."

>>18060133
"Your servant could not have helped me with my task.

...I hear you have a greenman infestation, is that right?"

>>18060133
"Ah, are you the spirit of this land then?"

The world moves under your feet shifting and shaking.

"I am MANY things. The land I am not. You stepped within my kingdom little man-thing." It growls out with the sound of crashing surf. "I have need of you. They want to ruin my FUN, I will NOT have that."

As the voice continues you seem something emerge from the floor, a massive crocodilian head with glowing yellow eyes peers at you.

"A deal may be struck. I shall not claim your soul and body if you do my bidding."

>>18060518
"What do you want to be done?"

>>18060518
"Who wants to ruin your fun? The greenmen?"

"YES. Bring him to me, give him to the water. Take away his FUN as he would take mine." The world heaves for a second and the ceiling comes down around you threatening to crush you alive.

"hey, you alright sonny?" An old tired voice inquires as you feel a slap of cold air on your face.

>>18060729
Hey, wait!
Damn, he must give power to deal with the greenman! Just like we did before!

Look at who's talking to us. Is it the old man?
"Hey. Yeah, I'm alright. You're the river spirits servant, right?
The spirit wants the greenman. Can you help me with the task?"

>>18060756
It is, he seems a little worried.

"Well took you long enough. I can't give you any direct help anymore sadly..but. Mister turtle here can." the man sets a bucket next to you when you sit up. Inside is a rather ornery alligator snapping turtle. "You're gonna wanna hurry though you've been down there for awhile. Almost time for the ceremony to start."

>>18060781
"What can the Turtle do?

And what ceremony?"

>>18060790
The turtle is the symbol of the river he explains and should invest a bit of its power into you by once more eating its heart.

As for the ceremony it's a binding rite enacted by greenmen to ensure that the land will do as they say and bend to their will more easily. In essence enslaving all the local spirits into one big army for them.

>>18060849
Oh damn.
Lets hurry to the ceremony then! go there at once. The we'll figure out what to do after we asses the situation.
Also, grab our axe.
Hmm, we had the ruby heart from the rabbit still, right? Does it give us power too?

You grab the turtle and take off making your back to where you left your wagon. It's been left alone and your cattle seem fine as you grab the axe and scoop up the small ruby. It glows dully even now as the suns setting.

In the distance you can hear what sounds like drums beating and chanting.

>>18061009
Go to the sound of chanting.
We must stop the ceremony somehow.

>>18061009
Man, I am not looking forward to fighting the greenman and others in plain sight.

>>18061035
You charge down the streets. The sounds growing louder even as the bucket sloshes dangerously and the turtle tries to bite at your fingers. As you reach the main square of town you have to fight through the mass of people come to spectate. In the center of it stand several men and a single elf. They move in a disturbing dance around him seeming to draw spirits from around the town towards him. Creating a swirling morass of once free will.

their tattooed bodies seem to writhe with power as each step is fought to be gentle instead of furious. As you shove through the crowd axe in hand it hits you like wave slowing your motions even as the turtle manages to escape landing with a clattering sound on the cobbles. The drums continue to pound the air their bass tones rumbling in the base of your hear.

>>18061172
Shit.

Pick up the turtle. Perform the ritual, eat its heart. If the emerald heart can help, swallow it too.
hopefully, we will be transformed into something unrecognizable.
Is the river nearby? We should lure them into it.

In a rage you bring your axe down on the turtles massive shell, With a cracking sound it splits open. The people around you back away in shock as you rip the still beating heart from it's body and consume it. For a moment nothing seems to happen...

Then the pain takes over. Your body spasms as your chest seems to explode and your hands begin to ache. the axe falling from them even your mind is overwhelemed by pain.

>>18061383
Aw shit. Now what?

>>18061383
Welp. Hopefully, it's something great enough to deal with several greenmen. I still suggest we try to lure them.
Pretend to be the spirit or something to gain their intrest.

Anger raw and red fills your mind as your clawed hands lift you off the ground. A throaty growl fills the air mingled with the screams of innocent bystanders and the sound of drums.

>Snapper mode engaged.

>>18061555
Attack the greenmen. Grab one and hurl him into the direction of the lake and then run after him. The other should pursue. Hopefully the first one will fall in the lake after the first throw.

>>18061574
At first your new form reacts slugglishly. The bulk of your body is hard to adjust to. But you manage to bull one man over and grab him with your beaked mouth and you get down on all fours and charge through the crowd towards the beach. The sound of drums stops and shouts fill the air as well as screams from the who you've got got by the leg.

>combat is now engage prepare to roll.

rolled 82 = 82

>>18061618
Drop the man into the river.

Prepare to ambush the others who will follow (hopefully)

>>18061649
You slide into the stony shoreline releasing the man from your jaws at a perfect arc to send him flying through the air, landing with a loud splash. For a brief moment it looks like he survived until something large and pulls him under.

>"MORE GIVE ME MORE OF THE FOOLS."

Even as you turn to face you on coming forces you can feel your heart thundering. Anger coursing hot through you as the spirit imposes it's will upon you. You tail lashes as you snap your beaked maw and let out a long low growl of fury.

rolled 13 = 13

>>18061745
Well shit, looks like we are too ANGRY to set up an ambush, right?

Well, charge them in. Bullrush them and break any semblance of formation.
Then pick up one of them and drop him into the river.

rolled 40 = 40

>>18061745
>>18061773
Shit.
Rolling again.

Roar at them to give them a momentary pause so that we can attack.

rolled 52 = 52

>>18061745
BREAK THEM WITH YOUR JAWS!

>>18061745
The green play the van. As they stop at the edge of the shore.You hear them shouting in a language you cannot understand though it's clear they are far from happy with you.

The human greenmen prepare to assault, the elf hanging back. Even as they do you can see spirits wrapped around their bodies, twisted malicious creatures harnessed to their wills and turned to their own ends.

With a bellow the first one looses several at your their eel like bodies cutting through the air with unsettling grace.

>ROLL TO DOdGE

rolled 70 = 70

>>18061835
DODGE LIKE AN ANGRY HONEY BADGER. (meaning go for their nuts)

>As they stop at the edge of the shore.
We could try pushing them into the river.

>>18061855
You throw yourself out of the way as the ground where you had been standing erupts in a hail of dirt and stone. Even at you do the greenmen are rounding for another attack. Charging forward you manage to get within a few feet of the nearest before you feel a fist hammer you in the sternum as a rather stout one leap to meet you. The force sends you skidding back several feet and knocks you into the water. And, something clicks. The water's moving around you embracing you like a lover would ready to come to your aid.

>Hydrokineisis Engaged.

rolled 89 = 89

>>18061966
We can control water? Sweet.

Lash out with water tentacles/hands, grab the greenmen and drag them into the water.

At the same time, we will go into melee wit the staunch one. Try to crack his skull with our powerful jaws.

>>18061994
With fury you lash out, walls of water reaching around and dragging two of the men into the water. The stout man holds his ground alongside the elf as the others flounder to get out of the way. As you erupt from the roiling surface you feel am immense force hit you and grab hold. The stout man's outstretched hand flowing into a bound spirit of some sort of oxen like beast.

rolled 26 = 26

>>18062200
Channel all the water to assault the staunch man.
Try to bite, claw his hand off

rolled 20 = 20

>>18062200
>>18062233
Rolling again. Hopefully better this time around.

Try to overpower our foe with the force of undying fury

rolled 61 = 61

>>18062233
>>18062267
Well, we can always retreat into the water and try to lure them out.

>>18062324
With a push of will you manage to shove enough water to encase yourself in it and pull you back into the lake. You hear swearing from above and feel a horrid crawling sensation run through you. You begin to shove water down as you begin to feel less angry and more afraid. The hair on your head and your sodden clothes giving you weight,

rolled 49 = 49

>>18062426
Oh no. We are losing our rage (or something).
Think angry thoughs, try to get it going again.

Feel out where the greenman is, swim underwater over there and jump out of it, catching him flatfooted (hopefully).

rolled 86 = 86

>>18062426

Try to draw more power from the lake. Plead to the river-spirit to give you boost.

Let your anger boil, think of all those things that made you furious, like that messenger who trampled your crops or that snotty greenman who tried to kill you. Guide those emotions into a beam of hatred!

>>18062533
Try as you might your body feels sluggish in the water barely moving compared to the easy grave it had just a few moments ago. As you poke your head above the surface gasping for air. You feel the water spirits shifting uneasily. Something is wrong.

"Foul Changeling! You dare to usurp the water's life force with your unclean hands!"

rolled 19 = 19

>>18062587
[who is saying that?]

rolled 15 = 15

>>18062587
Call out to the water-spirits. Don't let them be controlled by the greenmen. Ask for their help, offer our blood in exchange.

>>18062605
the wonderfully elven green man.

rolled 18 = 18

>>18062642
Dammit. Dice are against me today.

Try to sense out what exactly is wrong.

rolled 62 = 62

>>18062587
>"Foul Changeling! You dare to usurp the water's life force with your unclean hands!"

Ah, these words should make us properly angry. This little fucker telling that WE are the usurper, that WE are the fouls ones. We PAID for this power, we went through the proper routes to appease the spirits while this barbarian violently grabbed it and he DARES to call us out.
Let the rage consume us.

Let the water-spirits know of his evil-doings, channel our rage into them and lets take out the asshole together.

>>18062659
The lake spirit has been for lack of a better word. knocked out. It's fury stilled by some outside force. Even as you offer blood you can feel the lesser spirits crawling around your body threatening to take more of you than you'd like. It's power though. And power is always handy. Eels, crabs and lesser turtles as well some minor fish spirits have begun to circle you waiting for an answer.

rolled 60 = 60

>>18062766

Threatening to take more? Iirc, we can lose our humanity if we take too much power .... but I think we can get it back if we let go of the power, right? As long as we still keep our mind.

Okay, lets do this!

you feel the crab embrace you. Feeding on your rage as your body is encased in a hard shell your mind clouded once more. Sinking to the back something lurches out of the water you hidden within its power barely under your control.

"DEMON! YOU SHALL DIE!" The Green man screams as you emerge in a roil of foamy water

rolled 38 = 38

>>18062906
>Chryssalid
>oh man

LET THE RAPING BEGIN!

CHARGE THE PUNY ELFMAN AND COMMENCE DISTRIBUTING TENDER LOVINGS!

rolled 31 = 31

>>18062906
Charge the elf at max speed, ignoring anything he hurls at us. Snap him in two with our powerful claws and throw his body parts into the river.

rolled 30 = 30

>>18062925
>>18062948
Dammit.

At least lets see if we still can control the water. We could use that to form a shield or lash out as tentacles.

You lunge forward, the powerful legs of this form throwing with lighting speed. Only to crash into a wall. thankfully your hard body absorbed the impact even as you erupt from the rubble the stout greenman prepares to charge you.

>>18062906
How far is he from the water's edge? If not far, then drag him into the water to drown him as we feast on his DELICIOUS FLESH.

rolled 17 = 17

>>18063008

use his momentum against him. Skewere him with our claws as he charges into us. Hell, counter-charge him.

rolled 93 = 93

>>18063008
Heh. The asshole thinks he can take us.
RIP AND TEAR MODE ENGAGED!!!

>>18063017
forty feet.

The stout greenman smacks his arms together with a meaty thud. Something wraps around him a captured spirit that leers menacingly at you.

"Have at thee demonic scum." He roars as a glowing shape forms around him. Long horns and massive frame glaring at you angrily.

>>18063074
this >>18063061
[finally got a good roll, aint gonna let it go to waste]

>>18063131
You lung forward meeting heavy resistance but it finnaly gives way , furrows forming from where his feet were as he finally touches the water as you reach waist depth. You feel something stir, hundreds of lesser spirits coil around the man pulling him under in a swarm etheric rage.

From the shore you hear a bellow of rage.

"HOW DARE YOU!"

>>18063165
[the elf man is the last one standing, right?]

Charge at him. Give everything we've got.

rolled 69 = 69

>>18063198
mah roll

rolled 24 = 24

>>18063198

Back it up with water magic as well. Don't give him a chance to defend or flee.

You roar in return. The crab raising you from the water and causing you to bolt towards the figure.

"Pathetic."

The elf wave his hand and you're met in turn by something that feels utterly wrong curling THINGS and hands wrap around you. Stopping you dead in your tracks as a scrabbling sound fills your ears.

"You changelings are all the same. Intent on whatever commands you're given. It makes you So Easy to handle."

you feel a tremor in your body as your face is exposed to air. The chitin ripped away as the crab spirit screams in agony.

rolled 76 = 76

>>18063284
Well screw him. We still have the water to command.
Use it to fight him/distract him.

Also, is the emerald heart with us? Could we use it?

>>18063321
Still in the wagon.

A gout of water lashes out spraying him in the face. Breaking his concentration for a brief second. You manage to gain a little ground even as he reasserts his control over the spirits.

"Filthy mongrel. I'll show you how it's done." Lifting his hand to his face his bites into the flesh of his palm, drawing pale pinkish blood from it and letting it drip on the ground. "Unlike you pathetic creatures. I know how to make a proper deal."

As the blood pools something begins to change about the man. His features seem to become..wrong. Shiny wet black eyes stare at you as sharp needle like teeth fill his mouth. Long fingers become sheathed in a hard red material.

rolled 81 = 81

>>18063381
STAB HIM IN THE YES BEFORE HE MANAGES TO TRANSFORM

>>18063402
>YES
EYES*

Also, cut his head off while we're at it

>>18063381
He doesnt know the full extent of ourselves. Mimic his method and POWER UP!

With the last of your strength you Shove an arm forward. The powerful pincers of your 'hands' Taking him at the temples. You lift him off the ground even as he struggles to fight you. A sickening crunch fills the air as his skull caves in, blood and brain and bone dripping from where it gave.

And the rage fills you settling on you like a mantle. Changing slowly in a predators complacence of a good kill.

>"GOOD MORTAL"

a sensation fills you an urge to consume the prey, eat its eyes and embrace the natural order. His blood must be delicious, his bones rich with marrow...

rolled 45 = 45

>>18063485
...wait, that doesn't sound a good ide-
CONSUME HIM, WE WILL FEED ON HIS FLESH AND GROW STRONGER-
but weren't we trying /not/ to lose our humanit-
SHUT UP

rolled 19 = 19

>>18063485
fight the urges.
We need to give the body to the water spirit-turtle thing.

>>18063485

>"GOOD MORTAL"

[who said this? The turle-spirit?]

Would eating him mean that we are casting away our humanity? I don't want that. Contracts for limited powers are fine, but permanent changes are not

>>18063679
Yes It is.

You fight against, grabbing ahold of the chitin on your body and ripping it away. A wet tearing sound fills the air as you cast away the crab, it's small natural form landing innocently on the corpse.

A few seconds later it begins to twitch and flop its way down the shore. out of breath you fall to your knees staring at the flopping, twitching mess that was the green man from the order of the Emerald Rose.

Laying on the ground is a small onyx figure in the shape of a turtle and beside it. A green glass rose.

>>18063758
Take the onyx figure and the rose. Drag the elf man into the river. Thanks the turtle-spirit for its assistance.

[what would have happened if we consumed the flesh?]

>>18063789
(Foreverchrsyilad.jpeg)

You aid the twictchy mess into the water and scoop up your baubles. As you begin to walk away you run into the old man,

"Good work young'n. Can't say I've seen someone put up that much of a fight." He says handing you your axe. "You dropped this by the way."

>>18063818
"Thanks, Old Man.
Be good to spirits, okay?"

Go to our wagon and lets get the hell out of here. Back home, back to our lovely farm.

>>18063818
>(Foreverchrsyilad.jpeg)
Heh. The magic system in this world doesn't fuck around, does it?

>>18063833
you do so and eventually arrive back at the farm. Awaiting you is a freshly quarried pile of stone, sawn timber and tools complete to build a house.

And I'm calling this an end to the actual questing part of the thread. Gen discussion is now open.

>>18063872
Discussion? Well, I don't have much to ask though.

Well, expect, what are those baubles we keep finding. Like the onyx figue and the rose? Do they have any significance?

>>18063893
they will some stuff is tapable upgrades to use for combat other stuff will be useful around the farm. Think of them like tools that you don't have an instruction manual for.

And yes, the magic in this game is brutal. There is a reason why the green man had pink blood. and it's not for being an elf.

>>18063913
Will we get time to really work and expand our farm and related shit?

>>18063913
Does this world have magic items? Like enchanted swords, armor and whatnot?

>>18063859
>>18063913

If we had gone that route, could we at least been able to shapeshift into human form?

>>18063937
Yes actually.

And not in any convetional sense no, If its magic its most likely some form of spirit taking a shape that it feels like.

>>18063959
noooope

>>18063981
Well, good thing we didn't consume that fucker. And am I right in assuming that we would barely be able to control our actions and emotions?

>>18064014
yeeeeep

>>18064021
Well, shit.
I aint got more questions. Going to sleep now.
when will you run next?
Oh, and don't forget to archive.

>>18064042
most likely at somepoint next week. I'll have a heads up by this weekend most likely

>>18063969
>And not in any convetional sense no, If its magic its most likely some form of spirit taking a shape that it feels like.

This is the answer to magic equipment question, right?
Do we need to make contracts with spirits to gain them, or could we get good enough rep that we don't need to pay with our humanity to get them?
Using them, we wouldn't need to pay with our blood or anything, right?

Is this magic system universal to the whole world or are there different magics on other continents and whatnot?

>>18064070
sadly rep doesn't work. Spirits are greedy greedy bastards they'll always want some sort of payment. weather it's blood deeds or sacrfice. if you see someone with a magic sword they gave up something pretty big. it's against a spirits nature to take on such a shape and to hold it for any length of time is 'stressful' for them.

>>18064107
Damn.

And I assume we can't just take a magic item not made for us, right?

>>18064094
Most likely it is universal, not to say that there aren't exceptions of how things are done, we're seeing that with the greenmen and Johns styles even. But most likely what will differ is what sort of spirits are used where. Maybe beresti spirits are a tad bit more vicious than say Qaulisei' spirits or more tame even

>>18064125
not without striking a deal.

>>18064131
Beresti? Qualisei?
Different countries or what?

>>18064159
countrie yes. I really should just post a big long list of world players. Given you're making your way there and trying to stop a world war.

>>18064169
>Given you're making your way there and trying to stop a world war.
>More like we wanted to work on a farm minding our business and we got dragged in this whole mess.
I keed, I keed.

Are there gods in this setting?

>>18064186
>For truth

But no at least not like we think of them. The lake spirit is treated as well a 'god' its a being of immanse power should it ever get off it's lazy arse. (this also means you met its 90 year old prophet in a sense). Even the Fae lady could be called a god really given she holds the forest

>>18064213
so a setting of a whole bunch of minor god-like things.
Cool.
I like it how hard actual power to get is. Will be much more satisfying if we manage to get powers without losing humanity (if ever).

Anyway, I'm out of questions op. I think everyone else left already.

See you next time and thanks for your time!

>>18064213
hey, the thread is not yet archived. I suggest you do that.

I love these threads.
I love farmer fa/tg/uy.

thread is now archived.

and in other news farming expos are thrillling

WAit, so how many countried are there exactly also bump of awesome thread