>>18342710
I see no reason why we can't start with a cloak and dagger operation and then begin a full assault of the town once the infiltrators have taken out a few targets of importance such as bell towers or other such signaling devices.

>>18342789
Agreed. Take out as much as we can quietly and then let Camilus start the attack with his new demonhosts. If anything is going to cause havoc, I imagine they would be a decent way.

>>18342789
I guess we should have demonhosts make a distraction with a small squad deadeyes while the others take out signaling devices

>>18342789
>>18342803

i like it, though we should have Catalina's golems with the deamon hosts for maximum HUGE factor

>>18342931
Sounds like a lot fun but if we do that should we give the deadeye at least some time to get in or is the distraction enough for them to do that. I guess we should ask them that

After thinking for a while, you reply "Perhaps your demonhosts would serve as a distraction, supported by the Deadeyes."

Cornelius nods, before he adds "We will need to time it carefully though. It would not do for the knights int he spire to escape into the town to aid in its defense. Gunther, how will we tell your men from those still loyal to Degnar?"

The man nods "I have already sent the message that we are no longer servants of the crown. My men will be in their homes, favorite brothels, taverns or inns tonight."

As the table falls to silence, Finian interjects "Perhaps my scouts would be better suited to the distraction force, so that all of Aurelius' men would be able to focus on felling the guards that are still asleep."

Gaius nods "A solid enough idea. Though I would recommend that one of the mercenary battalions, or my own, join Cornelius and his battalion in surrounding the Spire. It would be foolish to not use the advantage of numbers when we hold it."

>>18343015
Sounds acceptable. If the demonhosts aren't going to be used for distraction purposes, perhaps we should have them reserved to be sent to the place that has the most resistance.

>>18343079
I think he says replacing the Deadeyes that would have be sent with the demonhosts and just replace them with scouts while still using the demonhosts as a distraction. That way all the Deadeyes would be part of taking out signaling devices and take out sleeping troops.

>>18343141
Derp, yeah you're right. Regardless, I see no reason not to use our numbers against them, as well as our other ranged units. Might be overkill but it's better than taking unnecessary losses.

I say we send one of the mercenary battalions. That way Gaius unit will be in tiptop shape when we fight the knights

>heres the troop list for ya

>>18343015
I agree that the deadeyes should be used for the infiltration and that the scouts should be used for the distraction. Have The Unshakables go with the deadeyes.

As for which merc group should go, I say we send the Unshakeables with Gaius. Give them some ranged support from our rangers I suppose.

Have the Dyrol Mymidons go with the 454th Legionary.

>>18343478
Sure

You nod "Very well, Finian, your battalion will go to support Camilus' distraction. Aurelius, you will move to kill any resistance in the town along with The Unshakeables." turning to face Cornelius, you add "Cornelius, the Dyrol Myrmidons will join you in keeping the knights in their spire."

Wulf, leaning back in his seat, adds "The Order of the Bloodrose wields pikes, tower shields, and shortswords on foot, I would recomend not allowing them the space to bring their pikes to bear."

As the table again falls into silence, Gunther adds "The Order did just receive a shipment of mithia from the Duchy for weapons for our new recruits, so I would recommend against trying to collapse or burn the spire down around them." You simply nod that you understood the man as a response, then signal the meeting over, leaving the captains free to prepare their battalions.

>so, which group will you go with?

>>18343560
I say we join Cornelius and head to the spire.

>>18343560
I say we go with the group going to the spire.

>>18343601
>>18343614
I guess we are going to the spire Pax

"Recently?" you ask Gunther on his way out, a bit worried.

The knight shrugs "It has been sitting in storage for several months now, the Order had been unable to find a smith willing to come to us to forge the blades we needed." before doing a double-take as Catalina passes by. "I take it she is one of your wives?" he asks as you casually greet the necromancer.

You shake your head "No, I have not wed Catalina, nor is she a concubine of mine."

Looking the man over as his face shifts to one of shock, you realize that he must be roughly of age with you. "Are you mad? Letting a girl like her go?"

Again you shrug, amused at the knights obvious infatuation "I met her shortly after asking my wives hands, and did not know her very well until the time of the wedding. To pursue her would have been... awkward."

Grinning, Gunther replies "Such is fate, I suppose. May the fickle bitch smile upon you in battle." as he begins walking off in the direction Catalina had been moving in. As you continue on to prepare yourself for battle, you realize that you may very well have competition for Catalina, if you ever decide to add her to your family.
>cont'd

-----CQ-----

Things proceed according to plan splendidly during the first half of the assault. The exchange of guards is slow, more than enough time for the Deadeyes and Unshakeables to dart into the town, slaying the guards replacements, and moving off to disable the towns ability to swiftly rouse itself. Almost directly behind them, you move with the 454th legionary and Dyrols Myrmidons, and have the Spire encircled within minutes.

The structure itself is impressive, made of three smaller towers twisting in upon themselves in a nearly perfect spiral. Its walls are over-grown with rose vines, the handful of blooms left on them a bright white, starkly contrasting the red painted stones.

Of course, it will be an abandoned husk once you give the signal from your ring, and the distraction begins, ensuring that you will not be ambushed once you begin your assault on the tower. You have given Aurelius more than enough time to slay or capture most of the town guard, and the men inside may very well notice the force gathering about their fastness soon, so any more of a wait could lead to things ending poorly for you.

>roll combat

>>18343812
That's it. Fuck it.

I've been following this quest almost since the beginning but this has turned to pure shit.

I'm out.

rolled 73 = 73

>>18343819
Rolling combat

rolled 59 = 59

>>18343829
Combat roll

>>18343829
calm down bro

I think after this we'll be ready to make a move on Cat. I feel it's been long enough.

Nodding to the soldiers around you, you raise your hand and fire off a signal flare. Outside the town, you can hear one of Camilus' demonhosts roaring. Moments later an alarmed cry emits from the still sleeping spire. As you rush towards the buildings door, it flys open, a pair of men charging, pikes leveled burst out of it almost immediately. Being at the front of the charge, Cornelius to your left, you are directly in the line of one of the pikes, and are forced to duck down behind your shield to avoid being impaled on the steel. Next to you, Cornelius ceases the pike with his claw, and snaps it in half, continuing to rush onwards past the now ruined pike to decapitate the man who had been wielding the weapon.

As you bat the pike aside, and rush towards the second, the tromp of armored boots can be heard from inside the spire. You arrive at the front of the battle line just as Cornelius disembowels the second knight to rush from the spire. As you set yourself into a wide stance, even more noise begins to fill the city around you. Bells falling from their mount, unrung and unringable, peasants screaming in terror, soldiers laughing as they search for valuables... guards dying terrible deaths jsut beyond the towns wooden walls. It forms a delightful symphony, you muse. Though you are swiftly are forced to focus on the onrushing knights, as the clatter of their pikes, to long to be properly used from within the spire entryway clatter to the ground as the armored men begin their charge.

rolled 5 = 5

Is that an invitation for a combat roll?

cause that looks like an invitation for a combat roll...

>>18344093
NICE!

Furious, the knights charge your line, hoping against hope to break through, to save their home, to cheat death and snatch victory from the jaws of defeat with naught but their valor. Your first swordstroke decapitates the man leading the charge, your second severs the right arm from the man to his left. That causes the least amongst them to feel their resolve falter. Your third and fourth strokes are equally fatal, tracing bright red lines along the vines outside with their blood.

As Cornelius buries his shield in one knights neck, and tears the heart from another with his claw, you realize that they are already slowing in their charge. Or, perhaps these men are waking from their sleep to find their home already invaded, and being looted by a force that is wide awake, and used to fighting at this hour of the night. "Forward!" you bellow as you begin to advance, dodging every blow leveled at you, slaying foes with every counterstrike. They are good, you can tell that, but to be brutally honest, you are feeling the same way you did when you last sparred with Garagush. None of these knights can even touch you.

As your force moves into the Spire, Cornelius begins to shout orders to seal all of the exits "If we encounter the Master of this order before you, what would you have us do with him?" your captain asks, left arm dripping blood, ears twitching as he listens for more armored boots descending from the upper levels, or charging from the armory.

>>18344243
I think kill the guy if you spot him. If we capture and ransom, he'll get assassins on our new mercs.

>>18344243
"Unless he surrenders, he gets to die on his feet like the rest."

>>18344266
Take him alive if possible. We find out what he knows about the people who were involved with the loukys and then he has a cross to adorn.

>>18344243
"Kill him if he doesn't surrender"

If we capture him we can extract info from him and then crucify him for bring back the Loukys.

>>18344275
I love me some crosses

>>18344275

seconding. We want him alive enough to get info from him

Smirking, you reply "If he fights, disarm him... but leave them attached. He has a crux to adorn before we leave this town." before jogging off to climb the tower while Cornelius leads the battalion in ensuring that no enemies escape.

As you climb the tower, you find most of the order dead, halfway into their armor, a few with only their weapons, most of them still in their bedchambers. A few men challenge you, but they are swiftly dispatched as you continue on to the top of the tower. Eventually, you reach the topmost point of the spire, and are faced with an ornate door, painted to resemble a rosebush in full bloom, blood trailing down from its blossoms. Off to your right, is a trap door to the roof of the spire, but you are fairly certain that the man you seek is behind the door.

Stepping through the door as you open it, you are confronted with half a dozen dead Myrmidons, and an older man, healthy in his 50s, perhaps, wearing glistening green plate armor and a finely trimmed longsword. Like most of his orders champions, the Master has a kite shield emblazoned with his orders crest, a smaller version of the mural on his rooms door. "Treachery brought me to this point, no doubt." the man raises his sword to his face in a silent salute, before he continues "Though I may fall this night, I will slay you first, drakeling." he swears, kissing his blade, and stepping back into the stance of the Uursan, one known for its powerful strikes, and ability to attack as easily as defend.

rolled 100 = 100

Let's humiliate this fuck.

Trying for 0 lethality, we want him alive, if just to pay for crimes against the living.

>>18344453

Set back and let the men take him together, we are a General of an army not a front line soldier or champion. We should put our life at risk so irresponsibility and recklessly

rolled 100 = 100

>>18344476
Botch roll

>>18344476
my code has failed me.

>>18344476
>>18344485
What the goddamn fuck, /tg/ dice.

>>18344485
Well we are gonna lose some limbs

>>18344485
>>18344476
WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK IS THIS SHIT?

rolled 62 = 62

>>18342710
Elemetalism quick throw rocks at him!

>>18344476
>>18344485
DID THAT ACTUALLY JUST FUCKING HAPPEN!?

WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?

rolled 44 = 44

rolling for botch

Who cares about losing limbs. Vi can make us new ones! This bastard excuse of a knight unleashed the Loukys! Take him alive and make him suffer!

"We're are going to die, my good sir, but only one of us is going to end up on a crux today."

Charge him.

>>18344545
That should say "we're all going to day someday".

And I'm really having trouble getting thru the captcha now. What infernal alphabet is this?!

>>18344545
Great we get plant fingers thanks to my fuck up.

Smirking at the old knights self assuredness, you salute him back, and drop into your own stance, before charging. A few stones tear themselves loose from the wall, and fly at the knight, but he deflects one, and dodges the other. Unfortuanately for you, only two of the five you attempted to strike the man with were even close to hitting him. As soon as he is in range of your blade, you strike high, hoping to bash him on the head an incapacitate him in that manner. Looking thoroughly unamused, he blocks your strike, and counters by knocking your shield from your hand with his. "Petty, fool, did you think I would be so easily bested?" he asks as he swats aside your next strike. "Did you think I bought this esteemed position?" he asks, stepping forward to strike at you, easily slipping his blade through your left armpit, disabling the arm.

"No," you grunt out, striking at the man thrice, but failing to do any damage to him in return "I believe that you sacrificed innocents and made dishonorable deals with honorless Lords to achieve your position."
>cont'd

The knight grins, and replies "No, that was all after I fought my way to the top. Excellent payoff from that, I must admit." his cold, amoral demeanor shocks you to the core, nearly freezing you in place with rage. He knew what he was causing, the sorrow he was sewing, and did it anyways. not even for his nation, but for coin. You feel his blade biting into your thigh, his adamant blade glinting white arcane energy as it cleaves through your armor.

The pain snaps you back into reality, and you block three more strikes from the old knight. "You will be made to pay for your crimes. I swear it." you promise, as you steel yourself to charge the knight again, finding yourself wishing that you could freeze over your wounds like the mayor your captured the other day can.

rolled 27 = 27

>>18344610
>>18344601
Combat roll. Let's have a good one.

rolled 71 = 71

Try to use elementalism to bind our wounds with rocks and dirt. Just stop the bleeding. We can take care of any infections later.

Elementalism roll.

>>18344623
thank you taffer

>>18344630
Why would you even consider that...

>>18344630

by the gods man! you're going to give us a fucking blood clot with dirt

>>18344623
YES!

Oh yeah, he's getting a cross.

The old bastard of a knight just chuckles "Oh, and I'm certain that Rayhna will gnash her teeth and rage that I am allowed to waste my eternity away on the far side of the Bleak Coast... but I will anyways. death will be a sweet respite to the hell of reality... though I do not yet intend to have my rest." You take the opportunity to try to staunch your legs bleeding with some of the dirt and small stones around you, though there are precious few of both to be found in the room you are in. Of course, your anger... distracts you, and it is not a few small, clean stones to block the wound, but a full sized brick from the wall that smashes into your leg, with almost enough force to dent to armor.

As the knight bursts out laughing at your stupidity, you sigh, and rush him. Leading with an overhanded slash, you spill the mans shield to the ground. Lacking a working left arm to punch with, you smash your helmeted head into his, knocking his clear off of his head and spilling the man to the ground. You raise your foot to kick the mans head, hoping to knock him out, but he rolls away at the last second. "Are all Degnarians as stupid as you, or just the ones that think themselves strong enough to best me?" the man asks as he lashes out at you, his adamant blade grinding against the blade Vi grew for you, his unflinching eyes boring into your own with grim determination.

rolled 6 = 6

Combat roll

rolled 21 = 21

>>18344738
Aw yeah!

We distracted him with our dumb antics, which gave us an opening. You all saw it. -_-

(Sorry. I'm very tired today. I think I'll just observe for now.)

>>18344783
That is exactly what I saw and nobody will convince me otherwise!

You quickly realize that the knight will overpower you soon, so you move on to the best tactic that you can quickly execute: a shin-scrape. In armored boots, it is more like a sideways kick, but it has a solid enough effect. As the knight goes toppling down to the sound of metal screeching against metal, and his own yelp of shock and pain, you swiftly bring your good elbow up to crash into the side of the mans head. He is unconscious before he hits the ground.

Moving to clasp your left arm as your adrenaline wears off and the pain becomes almost unbearable, you hear the door open behind you. "Justinian, we have the town, and our-" you can see the look on her face without turning around. Crushing worry, anger, and that strange look she gets when she wants to fuck your brains out while your wounded. Of course, as she is working right now, it would only flash for a moment before she says "Fucking dragoncuts Justinian! Why are you always getting yourself hurt in these small, inconsequential battles? I'll send for Vi... we're having her take off the ugly scars after you can move your arm again, by the way."

>>18344823
I've got bad luck in these things, I'm afraid.

>>18344823
... Okay. One of our wives has a fetish for either blood or wounded, vulnerable men, and I need to know which one.

... For record keeping purposes of course.

And did Justinian just pull a wrestling move?

>>18344823
"He had a lot more skill than I was expecting. But he'll be up on a cross before long. I'd like to have the townsfolk gathered so they can hear the crimes he's perpetrated against all peoples."

>>18344823
"So it'll be more impressive when I emerge unscratched in the important battles of course. Get some men to make sure this one is restrained. We need information from him. Did everything else go well?"

>>18344823
"lucky with love, unlucky with... well... other things. But don't worry Sansa, it isn't nearly as bad as it looks."

"Have him restrained. Deaseu is to turn his flesh into a canvas for Rayhna's mark. As many as he is able to fit and keep him alive, after his mind has been searched for information. He may be free of Rahyna's retribution once he crosses the bleak coast, but he will not arrive there any time soon."

we should probably commune with Rahyna and Neshai and figure out if we can fuck this guy in the afterlife as well, either by marking him for Rahyna's wrath or having Neshai torture him as if he were a necro.

You shrug and turn around to face Sansa "The bastard earned his place at the top, love. You'll notice that he doesnt have a single cut on him, and that he single-handedly took six of the Dyrol Myrmidons before I arrived. I take it everything else is going well?"

Sansa nods, now eying you a bit more easily "Gunthers men are leaving their hiding places... most of the ones with families look to be planing on taking them with them. the leader of our newest mercenary unit was showing a few of our soldiers to the vault where the gold and supplies are kept here and-"

"Only a crippled arm? You got off easily, commander." Gunther interjects, a girl of perhaps 7 or 8 on his shoulders.

Her hair down nearly to hwere her feet would be were she standing, the same straight black as her brothers, gray eyes twinkling "Is he gonna take us to Degnar brother?"

Gunther chuckles "Yes Gertrude, now be a good girl and go back down to my room. I'll come for you when you can be out in the town again." he orders, setting the girl down.

"Wouldnt she be safer with your parents?" Sansa asks, watching the energetic little girl bound from the room.

Gunther shakes his head sadly "My father was conscripted at the start of the war, and my mother was found to be an elementalist, and died on the northern front a few days after my father did." the man explains as he moves to retrieve the sword that fell from the Master of the Orders hands. "Might I keep the Thorn?" he asks, his eyes reverently tracing the swords outline.

>>18344955

Lets interrogate him for now, his punishment can be decided later, unnecessary cruelty is shameful and more so if we do so while claiming its on Rayhna's name. But by all means lets NOT be gentle with him.

>>18344955
I think it's time to consult with our librarian (Laelith). There ought to be a way to mark him for Raynha's retribution, if she's into that sort of thing.

>>18345042
"I assume the Thorn belongs to whoever the leader of the order happens to be? Take it then. You've earned it for the help. As for this man, his complicity in returning the Loukys to the living makes him a very dead man soon enough. Any opinions on how it should be carried out?"

>>18345082
Well that sounds great

>>18345082
>>18345045
>>18345043
Combined these.

I say let him keep it. We've already got a sword, and our retinue would not appreciate this one as much as he obviously do.

>>18345042
"As you are now technically the leader of the order I don't see why not. Does it have any interesting properties?

And it's not crippled, just temporarily impaired"

"Thorn? If that's the thorn it most be quite the rose it belongs. But by all means its yours. It most have much history within your order right? "

The sword belongs to a better knight than the man who wielded it. It would be wrong for us to just take it.

Chuckling, you reply "I'm not crippled, only temporarily impaired. And yes, as I am assuming that the blade is for the leader of the order, it will be yours by all rights before the day is out."

"Thank you, Dominu." the man replies, turning to leave.

"If you didnt want your sister to see dead bodies, why did you bring her up here?" Sansa asks, causing the man to pause as he leaves the room.

"I expected any fatalities to be clean, and for there to be very few if any. In the town, I would not be able to shield her from the grim reality of war." Gunther answers after very little thought.

Nodding in understanding as the knight turns back around, you add "And you will be following an invading armies camp. she is bound to see, or at the very least hear some of the harsher realities of this world."

He shakes her head "When the battle is near, and for a while after, I can simply have her stay in my tent. It will start to snow soon, so it wont be hard to make her listen."
>cont'd

Again you nod, and, with a contented sigh, you ask "Do you have any ideas on how to ensure that the bastard who forced you to this suffers properly before he awakens upon the Bleak Coast, his boat already waiting?"

Gunther shrugs "Crucify him on a cross with a demon of Pain forced into it, one that would not be strong enough to survive the destruction of what it is bound to. The demon will drag out his life and suffering for almost long enough."

"I take it you want to see Laelith about this as well, love?" Sansa asks, moving to help you strip the knight from his armor and bind him. You simply nod, hoping that Vi saw the signal flare Sansa fired from the window and will arrive soon.

-----CQ-----

It is midday, and you are happily watching your loot from this town, which is mostly the small stack of Mithia ingots and gold taken from the Order of the Bloodrose's vaults being loaded onto an autowagon. Laeliths advice for ensuring that the former Master of said order was to speak with the gods on it.

Camilus grinned when you mentioned Gunthers idea too him, and said it would be a simple task for him. And now, here you sit, gingerly letting your left arm rest against your chest as the former Master of the order slowly rouses from his forcefully induced slumber, heralding his imminent death.

>>18345248
I suppose the master should be interrogated before anything else is done.

>>18345248
Ask nicely at first on who he was dealing with for the Loukys and other deals of similar nature. When he insults us or still silent (which will happen) I say we stab him in the hand cause we are not in the mood for this bullshit right now.

>>18345248
You are to have your mind probed. It will not be gentle.

While this is happening I will be consulting with Rayhna as to what to do with you. Your body will probably be branded with her mark. I have also been advised that a demon of pain be bound to your cross.

>>18345346
I think it would be more dramatic if we explained everything while it was being done to him, instead of laying it all out at once.

>>18345388
Nice sense of drama

>>18345388

Just don't let him kill himself.

You incline your head to Autronius, and as the mystic settles in to begin going through the mans mind you kneel down to the level where he lay in the dirt "You seem to have woken up quicker than I expected, scum. Care to answer any of my questions?"

The knight forces a laugh, and trys to spit on your face, though Autronius catches the spittle with his hand. "You'll get nothing from me." the knight declares.

Sighing through a grin you answer "No, I wont. Autronius, a mystic under my employ, however, will. He will not be gentle with your mind."

As you settle into a meditateve posture next to Autronius, and the now captive former master of the knightly order that ran this town begins to scream, the mystic answers your question "They scream now because I found that it is easier to find information you want by dragging the worst memories a person has to the front of their mind, and holding it there. You would be surprised what some suppress, or how easy it is to turn something happy into a nightmare."

Suddenly glad that you did not train with him when he was more advanced in his mystic powers, you allow yourself to fully shift over to the divine plane. Floating in the space between the deities realms, you wonder whether you should start with Raynha or Neshai, on this quick excursion to converse with the gods.

>>18345503
Might as well start with Raynha

>>18345503
Let's start with Raynha. She must be interested in this mans fate.

>>18345515
Seconded. She probably won't be happy with us about that one town, but at least we have this guy.

Do a quick check on popularity level with each god?

We don't have a lot of time. I say just Raynha, unless some god wants to see us urgently.

>>18345547
Yeah the sounds alright with me

>>18345547
I agree. Quick check then Rayhna

Glancing about, you see that most of the gods are more or less happy with you, though Jogra and Eago are a bit more pleased with you than usual, and Rayhna is down from her usual high level of approval with you to being in with the rest. Though, being an aggressor in this campaign, that was expected. Undaunted, you make your way over to her realm, and quickly find yourself outside the Sunlight Hall, Raynha stepping through the massive buildings front door to join you. :Justinian, I take it you have come here to speak with me about the knight you just captured?"

You nod "He thinks death will be a respite for him, an escape from punishment. I do not think that should be allowed."

Raynha sighs "I agree, however, I am using most of the power I have been gaining since my ability to work in the mortal realm again to claim those whom I should have taken as soon as they fell back from Neshai."

Nodding in sad understanding, you ask "And, is the goddess likely to agree to punish the man?"

"I would be shocked and angered if she did not, but you will still need to speak with her on the matter... did you come here for any other reason, or was that all you wanted of me for now?" Raynha asks, leaning against the wall of the Hall she defended in the Godswar.

we haven't spoken in a while. anything we wanted to discuss while we are here?

>>18345644
"Nothing else in particular, but your views on my handling of this campaign would be welcome"

>>18345680
maybe say my bad for that village otherwise not really

>>18345644

"How do you believe that Neshai will react if I bed her priestess?"

innocent smile, GO

>>18345765
choosing this for laughs

You shrug "I suppose I haven't stopped through for a while, and I wouldn't mind knowing what you though about how I have been handling my campaign on this campaign so far."

The goddess levels a judging gaze on you "After slaughtering your way through Mayor Hans's village you have to ask?"

You immediately feel yourself freeze on spot. It shouldn't be surprising that a goddess would have a paralyzingly terrifying stare. But not one that frightens on unconscious level, they should all factor on the more primal, instinctual level that the uneasiness you feel around Neshai stems from "I... umm..." you pause, searching for the right words. Unfortunately, your mouth continues to move "My... bad? Erm, I'm sorry"
>cont'd

The goddess disapproving gaze breaks as a confused grin crosses her face "Your, 'bad' you say?" she closes her eyes for a moment, before continuing "I suppose it was unintentional on a certain level, and you are doing everything you can to make it right. It is forgiven."

You heave a sigh as the glare evaporates, and you can feel your body return to obeying your commands "Then, how do you think Neshai would react to bedding one of her priestesses."

Raynha groans "Apathy, thankfully. I can assure you that unlike Nyetini, she will most certainly _not_ slip into one of your wives bodies to experience what they experience, no matter how bored she may somehow get." the goddess pauses, and turns her head back up to look at you "I do believe that you have places to go yet, Justinian. Remember, marrying your vices does not turn them into virtues."

Grinning, you wave your farewell as Raynha kicks you across to Neshias realm. The goddess of death is waiting for you "I take it you wish to have Cornault Teshra punished, Justinian?" she asks, clutching what you suspect is a soul in her left hand loosely.

>>18345828
"Harshly. He is complicit in the return of the Loukys. His part in undoing one of the last works the ten of you agreed on before your war should warrant such treatment."

>>18345828
Yes of course I mean he did kind of help bring back the Loukys.

rolled 15 = 15

>>18345828

"Actually, I've a far more important matter that requires an answer, Neshai. Since Catalina has renounced her family in favor of serving you, do I ask your permission to woo her? Or must I find her an adoptive father figure and ask his permission?"

rolling for serious face while asking...

>>18345866
Seconding this.

>>18345823
I think the reason her disapproval hits us so hard isn't because we fear her any more or less than the other gods, but because it means we fucked up and we know it.

>>18345880
>mfw

Why does a post like this get a decent roll when we got a pair of 100's in a row earlier?

>>18345880
Damn with dice rolls that low the Dice Gods must want it.

>>18345880
Of course we get good rolls when we put on our coolface.

Why am I surprised? I really shouldn't be.

Suppressing the grin you feel tugging at your face quite effectively, your reply "Of course, though, I have a more serious matter on my mind right now."

"Oh?" Neshai asks, before adding "And yes, I do plan on punishing Cornault Teshra for several hundred millenia once you send me his soul. I will most likely let demons have what is left of his soul after I retrieve him from the Depths."

"I take it you still feel strongly about the Loukys then?" you ask conversationally.

The goddess nods "According to Eago, Wulf nearly captured the culprit, but the man evaded your protege. Once he dies, I will enjoy personally tormenting him, then letting his soul be passed around to the other deities." she pauses, crushing the soul she had been toying with "And if you are her to request loukys hunting arcana, I do not know the location of any, and I dont feel that strongly about it."

You shrug "It was worth trying, though what I _truly_ wanted to ask about was Catlinas hand in marriage. Since she has renounced all ties to her family, do I ask you, or do I need to find her a father figure to ask?"
>cont'd

You feel a swell of pride when the goddess does a double take, before she replies "I would think that such things are non-issues to you, as you did not do that for any of your other wives. Though, I did not know you felt that deeply for her, or were that far along in any sort of relationship with my priestess." the goddess then pauses, and smiles a full-toothed, mirthful, absolutely terrifying smile as she adds "I do not care whom you wed, though, I will repay you for the mirth you are experiencing at my expense equally."

You nod slowly, and respond "Fair is fair, I suppose."

She nods sagely "I am the most fair deity among the Ten. I care not how many, or whom it is that dies, I only care that they are properly returned to me. Enjoy my priestess, if that truly is your intent. However, I do believe that you have work to be seeing to on the mortal plane, so I will release you from my realm, and speak with you when we next must converse." And at that, you find yourself stirring from your meditation, the former Master of the Order of the Bloodrose staring at you, eyes far too large, and wrapped in tears, silently mouthing some placation or soothing mantra to himself.

"He will recover from what I showed him before the cross is ready. I am seeing to it." Autronius informs you, still sitting cross-legged in front of the condemned prisoner.

>gah, i'm beat, calling it here
>someone archive please
>I'll be back tuesday at 9pm server time

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