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You have just finished with a simple spell that allows you to temporarily absorb the knowledge contained within a book far faster than you could ever read it. It allowed you to pour through the pages of the Fae Lore book you purchased from the cute Elf Librarian girl and research some of the stories.

Unfortunately, as Lucile has pointed out to you, even after dealing with the Fae for centuries, there is still very little known about how they actually work. All you have to go on are various stories, legends, and second-hand accounts that have been collected and a few vague theories.

The only good to come of this is that you've narrowed down the intent behind the Flower Crown gifted to you by the Fae. You believe it to be a sort of backwards deal that they have been known to use, which forces a person to pay them a debt in return for a gift which they forced upon their victim. A second, though somewhat less likely possibility, is that they gave it to you just so they could see what you'd do with it for their entertainment.

With any luck, this newest information will allow you to garner the attention of the Wizards even more. An impending visit from the Fae would be reason enough just for them to keep you around for a little while, you would think.

You'll take the time to read and re-read that book in hopes of sussing out any further clues at another time, though.

You set aside the Fae Lore book and take up Ocotob's rather large manual of laws and regulations. you can already tell that it will be a dry read, but you're sure your merchant training will find it useful in some way, and it certainly won't hurt to have some other things to discuss with the Wizards when you meet them.

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I'm going to hold off on using the fanart picture until the artist has had some time to work on it, if they ever decide to. For the time being, I've got plenty of frilly pictures to hold you over.

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>How this works
I type up the story, guided along by the suggestions and choices that people suggest. I can't possibly implement every idea, but I'll try to work in a lot of them alongside doing my usual thing. So, if you've got any ideas, or things you'd like to see, do post them. It helps me to write faster and makes things more interesting.

Also, since it matters, if you want to suggest things for Roger to do, then do so in plain text. If you want to suggest things as Lucile and the Dress, the proverbial devil on Roger's shoulder, you can do so in spoiler text. ([*spoiler]words here[*/spoiler] minus the asterisks)

I'll also use dice rolls whenever I feel like it to shape some decisions. Instead of just giving it to the highest roll, since that's stupid, I give you a target number, and you have a certain number of posts to meet or beat that number on 3d6. For instance, if I were to tell you to hit 12 or better in 4 rolls, if any of the first 4 dice rolls following that prompt roll 12 or higher, then you succeed. Otherwise, you fail.

Rolling dice does not give you narrative control or direct influence over what happens next any more than any other post. Rolling can just as easily get the opposite of what you want.

Burn, burn, burn magic reading the books~

Let's see the dress make THIS sexy!

Magical laws or laws on using magic?

>>22495026
don't taunt the dress, reading can be very sexy if done the wrong (right) ways.

>>22494878
Let's burn up some more magic and speed-read through the manual.

>>22495077
Pff. Even if it could, who'd see? Our 'librarian'?

>>22495119
Yes.
Sexy readings on law theory and magic regulations.

Eat your heart out Gotfried reads 50 Shades .

If it's legal laws on the use of magic, then just the basics should do. Magicians are lawyers.

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Ocotob's book is even more boring than you could have imagined. To call it dry is an understatement. Ocotob is intensely technical and methodical with his writing. Many of the words go over your head and you soon realize that this is because he is creating terms to fit the very specific sort of thing he is trying to explain.

Even with the accelerated reading speed granted to you by the spell, you still find yourself skipping through pages and skimming over sections. You're not even sure if he really needs as many words as he uses to describe the rigorous process of gauging the value of different spells one might cast or grading the quality of the materials one might use when inscribing a spellbook or scroll.

The worst part is how little he actually talks about magic itself. You go 50 pages deep before he mentions an actual spell, and even then it's only a hypothetical one which he's made up for the purpose of illustrating the market value calculations and exchange rates.

Parts of it make sense to you, especially on topics like analyzing supply and demand in specific markets, but so much of it just technical babble and legalese and precedents set hundreds of years ago when one adventure was paid in ground up dragon tooth instead of a set amount of coin...

The biggest thing you can glean from all of this is that Ocotob is a bureaucrat and a businessman who takes himself very seriously. Frighteningly so, even.

>>22495220
Just the sort of man who'd be afraid of the fey.

>>22495247
Or able to assess just what the fuck's up with our crown?

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Just trying to wrap your head around the actual meaning of the words on each page is starting to give you a headache. You were hoping to sort out the basics and have something to talk with him about, but 'basic' is apparently the only word not available in Ocotob's maddening lexicon.

You briefly consider returning the book for a refund, but you imagine that would be far too rude, especially after all the flirting you did with Taiva..

"Is there a problem, darling?" Millia's voice breaks your focus for a moment and you come to realize that in your frustration with the manual, you'd begun to slump against her and were now lying across her lap.

>>22495453
"This book is bullshit, is all."

Slam it shut as hard as you can and toss it, then ghost hand it to land on a table.

>>22495453
"You wouldn't like this guy, he's soulless"

[laughtrack]

But no, seriously, this guy is a boor and his book is of no help. Should have gotten the other guy's book, now we have even less to talk about. Don't even know where to begin having a conversation with this guy. We'll need to work on our angle because it's the only thing we got now.

"This book is nothing about magic. The guy is actually just a lawyer, or something"

>>22495453
"This guy is the worst author ever. This isn't a book about magic, it's about cramming as many obtuse words together while still managing to make grammatical sense if not actual sense. I get a feeling I won't like the author that much."

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"This book is bullshit, is all," you groan with disdain, whipping it across the room, catching it at the last second with a quick ghost hand so it swoops back and, narrowly missing the wall, lands neatly on the desk.

"Language, Dorothy.." Millia says with a slight smile. "What?" you plead at her, "That book isn't even about magic! The guy is some sort of wizard lawyer or something.. I'm not even sure! I could barely understand it."

You can feel Millia playing with your ponytail with one hand as she pulls you up to cradle you in her arms, "Well, I believe Gulcano said he was a sort of mediator. So, I suppose that makes some sense." You rub at your temples, "I don't even know where I'm going to start with this guy. I should have just bought the other guy's book."

Millia's arms squeeze gently, pressing your face to her chest, "Don't give up hope, yet. You know more about these Wizards than you did before. That's something, isn't it? You wouldn't have been able to ready yourself for a person like him otherwise." You nod, rubbing your cheek against her breast, "I guess that's true.."

Millia cups your chin and tilts your face up to meet hers. Her lips hang just shy of your own, "Then don't dwell on it too heavily. Just keep in mind that you are dealing with a very professional mediator-lawyer-wizard when meet him tomorrow."

You sigh heavily and relax into her hold for a short while. "That's better.. Now, would you like to do something else, or do you intend to keep reading?"

>>22496115
>"Language, Dorothy.." Millia says with a slight smile.
"What, afraid I'm not womanly enough?"

I'd like to vote that we vent our worries over the next few days (and the past, for that matter) at this juncture.

>>22496115
Give her a quick kiss.

"I'm probably going to keep on reading, and then imagine setting the book on fire, and then switch to fantasizing about you and Taiva to distract myself and keep myself from setting it on fire.

I need to be prepared and all that."

>>22496115
>Her lips hang just shy of your own
Connect those lips!.

While it's tempting to vent, we still need to get prepared. So read further.

>>22496251
While I can agree to the kiss, I think that ranting at this point would do much more to prepare us than reading. Psychological rather than purely logical.

hints for the date with the librarian elf.

>>22496115
The book isn't a total crapshoot. Now you know to appeal to Octobobs sense of business and not to waste his time with purple prose.

I think this thread is part 14. Part 13 is this thread http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/22398304/

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You take the hint and lean in, meeting Millia in a brief kiss. There's no point in feigning reluctance or surprise with Millia. Her presence was always inviting and welcoming and you were happy to oblige. Succubus or not, you loved being close with her. You rarely even worried about feeling or looking masculine around her... Well, except for last night, but that was more of a personal mission, rather than you needing to prove to Millia that you can be manly.

You let the kiss last for only a brief moment before you break it. The two of you sit, tangled together in a hug for a short while, just enjoying each other's company. You try not to worry about everything that's to come, but as soon as the thought crosses your mind, you find yourself growing tense again.

"We can't just sit here all night.." you sit yourself up. "I suppose not. Any longer and I'd probably have to start ravaging you again." You smirk playfully, knowing that she is completely honest, "Can't have that.. Too many things to do. Spells to practice. Elves to date. Lies to practice.." Millia sighs in an overly dramatic way, "I suppose I'll have to be patient and contain my appetites."

You ghost hand the book back over to you, "I should at least finish this book. Even if I can't understand all of it, I'll at least have a vague familiarity with some of the stuff he might talk about.. Once I'm done, though, we should go do something else. Danny and Hek and my parents are probably waiting for us by now."

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>>22496685
I botched the forms when I was starting up the thread. The text is right, but the title was still in the subject field. I just didn't change the number.

>>22496858
"You know, you don't have to. Given what we've heard about adventurers, I think it would be a little weird if you didn't go after someone else too once in a while. Consider permission given, from your summoner and master."

Then wink at her and get to reading.

>>22496858
"Don't worry dear, I'll make sure to sate our appetites later. Love you."

Keep on reading and then join everyone else, have dinner, see how they're doing, get some last minute tips on talking to Ocotob.

>>22496911
I doubt she even wants anyone else. I bet she even gets perverse joy at watching Roger go out and use everything he learned from her on the poor, unsuspecting elves.

>>22496911
But Millia is ours, if she wants to she could, but I don't think she really does. Sh likes us.

We're going to go out on a date with the Libarielf but I think we're going to try to include Millia as part of that. It'd be rude not to.

>>22497072
>>22497038
That's exactly the point. We give her the freedom as a sign of trust, not because we expect her to go out and start fucking everybody.

>>22496858
"There is always time for that later, love."

Keep on reading, join others later.

I still can't get how people failed to correlate six arms with the title of the quest.

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You begin to weave together the reading spell again and lift the cover, speeding through the first few pages of Ocotob's overly verbose and needlessly complex writings.

"You know.." you start, as you flip through a section on local laws by city-state, "With everything I've been told about adventurers and come to expect, I'm surprised you haven't gone after someone else.." You peer at her from the corner of your eye for just a second, "Especially considering.."

Millia shrugs casually, not making a point to show any offense or indignation at your somewhat underhanded remark, "I've gotten more than I could have received in a year in only the past week. My kind are not as insatiable and ravenous as you may think." She flashes you a little knowing smirk, "You're more than enough for me, darling."

You'll have to find time to discover what that actually means. Millia's words are laced with subtext and secret meanings that elude you for the time being. It wouldn't hurt to research Demons and their world, just in case..

You can't help but smile, now. "Well, I'll be sure to make time to sate our appetites later then, love." Millia's hand curls around your waist, giving you an affectionate squeeze.

You continue to hurry though the book, catching up to where you left off when you tossed the terrible thing before. It's not even a matter of actually understanding any of it. You just want to learn the bulletpoints and be done with it. You've come to treat this book more like a chore than a study.

It takes some time, even at an accelerated pace, to reach the back cover, but you finally do. Your head is swimming with obscure laws and rulings and precedents than you had ever thought possible, but you soon find the foreign knowledge fading and slipping free from your thoughts. You are left with the vaguest understanding of the general structure of the book, like you had read decades ago..

>>22497568
Stretch, give Millia a hug and a kiss, head down to where everyone else is and get a few drinks. Stupid book.

>>22497568
Prepare to sweet-talk some fine elven ass.

>>22497747
>>22497768
I second both of these.

>>22497768
I thought we were doing the date with Tavia after the meeting with Rossellini and Ocotob.

>>22497848
We are.

TIME FOR MONEY-MAKING GAME

>>22497568
hug and kiss, then go downstairs.
Try not to get drunk. We have a date later on.

>>22497878
Not to mention we still have to schmooze us some wizards into apprenticing us.

>>22497900
Schmooze, smooch, what's the difference?

>>22497878
Pretty sure the date's not for a while.

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You gingerly ghost hand Ocotob's awful book across the room again. After a book like that, you feel like you need a set of reading glasses and a pipe to puff on thoughtfully while mulling over the finer points of such a convoluted piece of literature.

You turn and toss your arms around Millia, hugging her tightly and pulling her in for a quick peck on the cheek, "That's enough of that! I think it's time for some dinner. Let's go find and probably clean Danny, and everyone else."

Millia chuckles softly, "I almost regret teaching you that spell. We'll likely never get another chance to scrub a fidgety, emotionally delicate, cut-throat cat girl." You hop up from the couch within your illusionary library, "Aww.. Don't say that! There's still plenty of bandits out there!" you say jokingly as you head for the door.

You have to take an extra minute to dispel the illusion over two of the walls before you find the one with the real door on it, but once you do, you gesture politely for Millia to go first, "After you, Miss Lili."

>>22498016
Let's go get some drinks, hang out with people, try to distance ourself from the evil book we read and its effects on us. Loosen up a bit.

If Millia doesn't want us to clean Danny like that we could take her to the baths again, always be sure to clean your catgirl.

>>22498016

We could... just scrub her down anyway.

I mean, what's stopping us?

>>22498214
>>22498173
And NOT spend as much magic as we can wherever we can? Do you want the ass lich route?

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The two of you head down the stairs to find the tavern of the Feisty Penguin filled up with a proper crowd.

As you look over the filled tables you find Elves and Dwarfs and Orcs and Men and Tau and even the telltale flags of a few Tama all moving about. The sun has set and the day is coming to an end and that brings all these wondrous people together in little places like this. You wonder what the other taverns you'll visit will be like. Will they even have the same sort of atmosphere and energetic mood of a place like this?

You stay close to Millia, moving through the crowd, careful not to step on any toes or bump any drinks. You catch a few happy salutes and raised glasses in your direction as some recognize you for a number of different reasons.

In a stroke of personal brilliance, you keep one ghost hand at your backside and one at your chest, shielding you from the lecherous touch of anyone who thinks they can sneak a feel. Unfortunately, your fears are confirmed as you managed to deflect several just on your way across the room.

While searching for any familiar faces, you overhear something that catches your attention. It sounds like someone calling out in your direction. Your curiosity leads you to look for the sources of the calls, only to catch sight of a familiar Tau woman waving in your direction. "Madame! Madame!" It's the tailor from a few days ago!

>>22498314
Let's go visit her. It might be fun. See what brings her here.

>>22498243
We can scrub her with ghost hands too? Probably more magic that way.

>>22498314
"Mmmmyeeezzzz?" In as long and drawn-out of a voice as we can manage.

>>22498314
Oh, let's go talk with her.

>>22498335
Ok, this is one the things that needs to happen.

>>22498335
now this guy's thinking.

Russian hands and Roman fingers~

>>22498314
>Tau

Fuck. Go up to one and put a bi-polar spell on him

>>22498496
what?

>>22498509

The bourbon is awesome

>>22498509
what?

>>22498509
>>22498527
in the butt?

>>22498531
I hope you step on a lego.

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You give Millia a little tug and steer your way over to where the Tau Tailor is sitting. You have to make your way around a couple of men who seem to be so engrossed in their own conversation that you don't even notice you passing by. Not around! Through! Right between them! Be the meat in that man-sandwich!

Once you get around them, you can finally see her more clearly. You wave back, smiling brightly as you move closer. She has her own table in the midst of the all the commotion of the tavern, but it doesn't seem to bother her. A wine glass cradled in one hand while the other waves you over.

Something at her table instantly grabs your attention, though. A tall black flag with a white emblem that looks like two crossing swords sits leaned against the table and you immediately see why: Sitting across from the Tau woman is a Tama!

You'd only seen a few of them so far and you were still eager to find out more about them. This one had a sort of black plating that looked like a knight's armor, though covered in ornate flourishy patterns. A sturdy looking leather belt kept some sort of weapon holstered at his back.

You find yourself staring a moment too long, despite the Tau woman standing to greet you. "Madame! So good to see you again!" She places both hands on your shoulders and begins examining you without any concern for your personal space, "Your hair! It's grown!.. Ahh! And a new outfit! So exquisitely fitted? Where-ever did you find such a fine garment?"

Her hands eagerly roam across your body and dress, tugging and feeling and groping. Despite your best efforts to protect yourself from everyone else, you weren't quite prepared for her..

>>22498597
>Not around! Through! Right between them! Be the meat in that man-sandwich!
Give Lucille a mental smile for this. The Dress HAS to be getting desperate for something like this to be the best it has.

"Ah, do you like it? It is pretty nice, right?" "Do you want to try it on?

Tau hands are fine too.

"I have a special dress, made by someone special~"

>>22498635
> that spoiler

ofuk. If that goes canon...

MENTAL LOCKDOWN THE DRESS GETS *ZERO* HOLD ON US ALERT ALERT.

>>22498597
"I inherited this dress, I'm not quite sure who made it."

>>22498597
>that picture
>that description of the Black Knight from CC
I fucking knew Tamas were mechanical Lilties. And dayum tau don't into personal boundaries.

"Hmm, if you keep touching me like that, you will have to let me touch you too."

>>22498714
I wouldn't put it past the dress to try - We're handling it much better than it wants, I'd imagine - but Lucille would squash that in an instant rather than letting it go through.

>>22498915
>>22498635
>>22498714

Yeah, no. Never gonna happen.

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You alternate between giggling and gasping as her very skilled fingers take inventory of your measurements and every little intricacy of the Dress's construction. "Quite odd!.. Hmm.. Missing stitches.. How does it hold together? That's not.." her hands caress your ass and stop for a moment to get a full, firm squeeze, eliciting a squeak of embarrassment from you. "Ahh.. This must be magically assembled, yes? This must be quite expensive, indeed."

She begins to withdraw her hands and you take the opportunity to distance yourself by a couple steps. "You'll have to forgive me. I assumed you were less affluent, considering how frugal you were when it came to purchasing earlier. Although, that would explain your plush posterior. Clearly a sign of wealth!" She takes her seat again and you do the same, sitting across from her and beside the Tama, putting Millia between you and the Tau woman.

"You'll have to forgive her, Milady. After a bit of wine she can be quite uninhibited," the Tama tells you, his metallic voice having a certain tone of nobility to it. You shake your head, trying to conceal your discomfort, "It's okay, honestly. I already knew that she is a very tactile kind of person.." He laughs softly and nods, "That's a very polite way of describing it, milady."

>>22499260
"I never caught your name Sir Knight. I'm Dorothy and my companion is Ms. Lili

It's lovely to meet you. How did a gentleman like yourself get to know our mutual friend?"

>>22499412
That's a good point. What the hell is a noble tama doing friends with a handsy fashionista?

>>22499260
We should correct her that we aren't really affluent. That this dress is the only magical one we have.

>>22499433
Hell, it's our only dress, period.

>>22499260
And now we have a tau after our ass too. Not that I'm complaining.
>>22499430
Even robots need to get their robutt groped once in a while.

>>22499467
I'm not sure the Tau swings that way.

>>22499494
I'm pretty sure all taus swing every which way without an Ethereal to tell them which way to swing.

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You settle in and smile weakly to Millia who still seems quite entertained by the whole situation. "The dress was a gift. An inheritance.. It is magic, but I can't say that I know who made it," you correct her while you settle into your chair, "I'm not really wealthy at all."

You turn your attention back to the Tama, "I never caught your name Sir. I am R. Dorothy and my companion is Ms. Lili." The additional class and elegance in your tone is practically involuntary, but you can't seem to help yourself around such a well-mannered, knightly individual.

"Excuse my ill manners! You've clearly already met the Lady Pon and I am Sir Shears!" The Tama stands up on his chair, which has an upturned crate atop it so he can see level with everyone else, and bows to you. With his head lowered, you can see how he got his title. The weapon strapped to his back appears to be a pair of scissors, albeit a very, very large pair of scissors. The grips are slightly altered in shape and wrapped like you'd see on a sword.

"It's lovely to meet you, Sir Shears." He straightens up and retakes his seat, "I've only met Lady Pon once before. I purchased a dress from her just recently for a companion of mine. How did a gentleman like yourself cross paths with her?"

He chuckles, though it sounds strange and unnatural with the metallic echo in his voice, "We are comrades on the battlefield of style and fashion!" he announces proudly. "Pon and I have a partnership that dates back for years."

>>22499584
"Is that so? I hadn't thought that Tamas much went in for fashion."

>>22499584
I presume he is a barber/hairdresser?

>>22499584
Stay classy, butter him up a bit.

"I absolutely must see your work some time, I'm sure it will be just as astounding as Lady Pon's, and to see you two collaborate would be a joy to behold."

>>22499433

Why bother? Maybe she will want to feel it up again.

>>22499584
If he's a hairdresser we should totally ask him to cut our hair for us. Style it.

>>22499807
Yes! Good idea!
It's so drab now, just hanging. You want to impress them tomorrow right? You should get it done up, maybe curled? And we have to do something about that colour. I hear wizards prefer blondes <3

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"I didn't know that the Tama had an interest in fashion," you lean in curiously. Sir Shears shakes his head, "Milady! A Tama's plating is his flesh, it is his very self! Of course we are mindful of fashion."

You give and apologetic nod, "I wasn't aware.. I haven't had a chance to talk with many Tama." He seems to have forgiven the verbal misstep, "Then, your scissors. I hope I'm not about to insult you again, but Tama don't have hair, correct? You couldn't be a hairdresser for other Tama.."

Pon, the Tau Tailor, laughs softly, "He prefers the term 'Stylist'." Sir Shears nods firmly, "That I do! And I'm the best Stylist there is! Just because my kind does not have hair does not mean that I cannot share my talents with the other races of the world!"

>>22500016
Ask him about getting a styling or an appointment for one then, as per >>22499894
>>22499807

>>22500016
"Is that so? How do you deal with the simplicity of magic in changing hairstyles-oh goodness, I've absorbed too much legal talk from that stupid book. Nevermind me."

>>22500016
"You are quite a generous soul as well as a gentleman.

Would it be too much of me to ask if you could style my hair? I have a meeting with some wizards tomorrow and I have no idea what I ought to do with it."

How would one go about to use of tour services? What are your opinions on my fashion/style/etc?

>>22500074
>>22500052
>>22500038

>asking someone to style our hair

But he'll make it girly!

>>22500219
First impression with Wizards is tomorrow, and it's non magical so we can just undo it.

>>22500219

Your right. Have him make it sexy

>>22500219
Which will appease the dress and make the meeting with the wizards easier. We can fiddle with our hair later if we want.

>>22500219
Exactly why i offered the 'don't mind me' option. Something that makes sense right now, and it gets us out of the conversation.

Im kind of expecting the Tama to say something about wishing he had hair...

And then we turn him into a monstergirl.

How bad is that?

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A hair stylist? Oh! He can make your hair pretty! Let him do it! Or, better yet, he can make my hair short again! "Oh! You should let Shears play with your hair!" Pon reaches over to remove your hat, but you reflexively reel back and cling to your hat, causing Millia to giggle at you.

"I was considering it, but I'd really like it short again, like it was a couple days ago.." you try to tell her. "I think you should let him play with your hair," Millia says, to your surprise, "Maybe something that will look nice for your meeting tomorrow?" Not you too, Millia.. See? I told you it's a good idea!

You reluctantly remove your hat, setting it down on the table, "Well, I'd really prefer something more.. More boyish, but it wouldn't hurt to look good for tomorrow.. I don't mean to oppose, Sir Shears. This is all only if you'd like to. I won't make you work while you're trying to have a nice night."

Sir Shears unfortunately shakes his head, "Not a problem at all, Milady! Turn your back and scoot this way. Let me have a look at you!" You oblige and scoot your chair back towards him.

>>22500631
> taking off the hat
does this include the crown?

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Without hesitation he removes the ribbon from your hair and begins to examine it, fanning it out over your shoulders. "So short, Milady Dorothy! Shorter hair is in style, though! Young Adventurous girls prefer to keep theirs manageable, yet stylish, these days." Pon laughs softly and ads in, "You should have seen her a few days ago! Practically bald when I saw her."

"Ah..? Is that so? You've had it magically lengthened then?" Shears asks while he checks your hair line, little metal fingers skillfully scrutinizing your scalp. Your cheeks flush red, "I wasn't bald.. I just kept my hair short.. A personal preference. It was made longer in exchange for something. It's a very long story."

You shouldn't be so impolite! He wants more hair to work with. You wouldn't deny a sculptor his clay, would you? The unmistakable pull of the Dress surges up within you, rushing over your skin like icy water. You can feel it's magic concentrating on your scalp again.

>it's been a while, but.. Wat do?

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>>22500650
Yes it does. The flower crown sits around the base of our big steepeled wizard hat, atop the brim.

Also, for this next part, group decides whether we resist or not, and if so, we go to dice roll.

>>22500697
>>22500720

don't resist compromise. he can play with our hair as it grows long only if he cuts it back to something nice at shoulder length at the end.

we use magic on our hair, which wastes mana.
Lucile gets long hair and some pretty styles to try out for a while.
And Sir Shears gets hair to cut every one wins

Rolled 4, 6, 3 = 13

>>22500697
FUCK NO. You get treats when you're a good girl, dress. Not whenever you leap for the bag.

>>22500697
"Lucile, he just said that shorter hair was stylish, I'm pretty sure he knows what to do better than we do.

If you want we can ask if he wants longer hair to mess with, but if my hair is to be his canvas we shouldn't futz with it while he's trying to work. It'd be rude and unladylike. I thought you wanted me to be ladylike"

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>>22500757
>You get treats when you're a good girl, dress. Not whenever you leap for the bag.

Haha that's fucking brilliant.

>>22500697
Can I just say, I like this Tama already? Little guy's awesome! Hope we get a Tama like him for the party at some point. Tiny little knights with chivalrous manners are just rad.

And.... Yeah, why not? We've come this far and it IS getting cut off soon... So long as we end up cut short, why the hell not let it grow a little, just for the time being?

>>22500839
Because it'd be rewarding the dress for absolutely nothing good that it's done. We aren't so tired that resisting is out of the question, and we have no reason to want to reward it, so it gets nothing.

>>22500854
>>22500839
compromise: What are you offering, dress? If we let you do it, what's in it for us?

Let the hair grow. Dorothy needs to look as cutest as possible tomorrow, and hair is very improtant.

Plus, if the robot is really good, having mroe hair will allow him to work something better.

>>22500797
Thank you for reminding me to watch that show. Please tell me that wasn't photoshopped.

>>22500697
compromise.

Diplomacy with dress.

>>22500697
grow the hair, make the dress owe us a favor.

>>22500913
This. We open a dialogue and then shut it out if it has nothing to give us. Then again, I think I agree with >>22500757 on sheer principle of the matter.

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Since it's all going to get cut, trimmed, and styled anyways, you don't think this is something worth completely suppressing Lucile and the Dress over.

I'm not going to make a big deal about this, you think to yourself, while trying your best to hold back, but not completely stop the Dress's magic. What you really want is something in return. Some sort of insurance that you aren't just giving in for no reason and letting the Dress take control of you and Lucile.

You want to cut a deal over a haircut? Doesn't that seem silly to you? It's not silly, to you. Your hair is very important and you've already given up a lot just to keep going this far. You can only give up who you are so many times before there's nothing left. You only think all this hair stuff is important because you don't know what's really important... What's that supposed to..? No! Hold it. No muddling the issue. You won't let this slide without some sort of compensation. I let you have your fun with my body for now, so I can stay sane long enough to get us both free from this, you think at her, desperately trying to narrow your jumbled thoughts.

If you're going to allow this, then you need to know that you can rely on Lucile at a later time to help you when you really need it. If you're going to be so uppity about it, then I suppose I can agree to that.. Good.. Great, even. She gets your hair and you get some much needed backup when you really need it... Hopefully.

>>22501563
SUCCESS.

I approve of this action.

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Sorry that took an hour.. Writer's block hit me right in the face.

>>22501654
it's been hitting you all night. we're used to it.

>>22501563
Success, let's grow it a bit and let Sir Shears do his thing. It ought to be fun.

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(Haircut themed bondage.. Who knew that was a thing? Japan is on the cutting edge of kinky fetishes, that's for sure.)

You stop resisting and the the proverbial floodgates open, allowing the Dress's magic to flow freely through you.

It feels like hundreds of fingers rubbing tiny little circles in your scalp. You should hate this more, but you can't bring yourself to be angry at something that feels this nice. Your hate yourself for not hating this for a little while.

"By the Gods!" Sir Shears steps back, watching in wonder as your hair seemingly springs to life, spreading down over your shoulders. In a matter of moments, what would normally be years worth of growth, happens instantly. Earlier this morning, your hair was short, if a bit shaggy, and now it reaches down to the middle of your back. Flawlessly smooth, silken blonde hair.

You feel, for the briefest moment, that the Dress would like to go further, but it recedes on its own. Not because you resisted, but because of something else. Lucile, maybe.. You try to imagine a kind, apologetic mental hug for her. The more you have to deal with this, the more you hate fighting her. You wonder if, perhaps, the last lady who was forced to wear this dress, if she gave up out of pity.

Sir Shears lets out another metallic laugh, "Mighty impressive, Milady Dorothy! I should have known better than to suspect you weren't a wizard." Pon laughs in between a sip of wine, "The big hat is a dead give away. Regardless of the trends, wizards can't resist a point hat."

You smile weakly at Sir Shears, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to surprise you.. Like I said, it's a very long story."

You see Sir Shear open a panel on the side of his body, which he reaches into and removes a smaller pair of thin scissors and a comb, "Perhaps you could tell it to me while I work? What sort of style were you looking for?"

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>>22502121
A pixie cut is just too ironic to pass up.

>>22502121
Something sorta...short, but still a little girly? Tomboyish, if you get our meaning? I dunno, I don't know hair (and neither does rodger)

>>22502121
Hey, blonde? We didn't negotiate for any color changes. Black or Brown.

"Well, it involves magical items, perverts, and a few very strange days. I prefer not to go too far into it.

As for haircut, something pretty, short, but still kinda girly. Feel free to mess with it and try out various styles while it's long so I can see how they look, I can always grow it back."

Something cute, but that doesn't send the impression of naivete. Bonus points for sexyness.

let lill choose and by that, I mean give Dorathy the girliest haircut ever.

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>>22502258

We had a pixie. Pixies are generally *really* short.

I don't even know if Dorathy has curly, thick, thing, or straight hair or anything. But I guess it doesn't matter because magic. Upkeep doesn't matter either. Pic, maybe?

>>22502480
>ask lili
That's an idea. What does Roger Smith, man among women, know about hair styles anyway?

>>22502121
Ask Lilly.
Dorothy doesn't know what style is good.

>>22502520
Ask Lilly then.

And I figure our hair is whatever the dress decides look best. If we want it to be curly, it can be.

> question for the thread
> Ask an NPC for the answer

jesus, why not just make him write everything out beforehand?

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"What style..? I'm not really that good with these sort of things." You look to Millia for some insight, feeling absolutely clueless when it comes to fashion and style.

As a boy, you got away with simple work clothes and short hair. As a girl, the dress made all your choices for you when it came to the finer details of what you were allowed to wear. Hairstyles, though, have been a thing that you've never had to worry about. Maybe that's why you were so worried about keeping your hair short. Another feminine concern like keeping your hair looking nice and pretty is just something you weren't ready to deal with.

Millia leans back in her chair and rubs her chin thoughtfully. "Dorothy is a very different sort of girl. She's more a tomboy, really. She'd look nice with long hair, but it would drive her crazy." Sir Shears nods, listening closely, "The hairstyle needs to fit the wearer."

Millia smiles, not a maliciously or playfully, but sincerely, "I think something short and simple would suit her. Not too long around the neck. Something that frames her cute little ears and her pretty face. You said adventurers like to keep it short and she is an adventurer, after all."

You eagerly nod in agreement, "What she said! Something like that sounds perfect!"

>>22502121
Drills for the drill God!

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>>22502951
Oh, I'd absolutely love that, but not for Dorothy.

>>22502973
Obviously it's in the future for hekaton

>>22502920
Well I mean, it makes sense.

I still gave a suggestion anyway. Lili could have recommended it if she wanted to.

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>>22502920
>write everything out beforehand?
That would make things go faster, wouldn't it?

>>22502973
those drills prolly caused the gulf oil spill...

>>22503023
Have they managed to surprise you yet, or is it always "Waah dunno what to do Pervert answer it for us"?

>>22503077
You guys have managed to surprise me on several occasions and there have been a lot of ideas that I never would have had without you guys.

In all honesty, this quest wouldn't even be where it is without the input from you wonderful asslings.

>>22503077
Honestly, this is the first thing we have deferred to an npc wholesale for that I can think of. Which kind of makes sense, since I bet most of us have about as much experience with feminine haircare as Roger here.

>>22503023
Removing the GIGA DRILLS from that pic leaves us with hair similar to the pic Pervert drew early in the quest.

Maybe something similar? Slightly longer perhaps?

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before he can begin, Sir Shears has you turn your chair so your back faces the table, then he climbs onto the table and readies his scissors. You can't see him work, but you can hear the sound of little metal feet treading and and forth atop the table as he examines your hair.

Sir Shears begins your haircut by removing most of it. He's very careful with the lengths of hair he removes, setting they carefully across the table in a neat pile. "You know, Milady, many mistake the art of hair styling to be very simple. 'Just lop it off' they think, with no care for the subtle intricacies of a proper haircut."

He begins to trim very carefully, sculpting your hair with very precise, purposeful snips, collecting the cuttings in an empty cup as he goes. "But those people are simpletons. You must adjust your skills to the head you are working on. The way each hair grows and the way it contours around the cranium. You need to carefully layer and connect the different parts together as one cohesive whole."

Sir Shears took what Millia said to heart as he works, reduce the back so it's short and light. It feels much cooler without any hair brush against the back of your neck and without any ponytail focusing all the weight of your hair to one point. You sigh wistfully, remembering the days when these concerns had never even crossed your mind, then Sir Shears stiffly commands you to straighten your back and look forward.

Just as things have been, you are attracting attention. A Tama giving a haircut in the middle of a tavern to a young girl whose hair just grew out is a peculiar sight, even in a place where giant green men drink alongside small blue ones.

>>22502973
>>22503023
> those pics
Who is this? Because I'm ready to curl my hands in those drills and give her a third one.

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eventually, the spectacle you've created managed to bring the rest of your party around. Hekaton and Danny had slipped down for a drink some time ago, while you were still reading. Danny tells you, with no shortage of amusement on her big, stupid, grinning face, that they'd been listening to stories from your parents. "Some stories about you." Hekaton adds in with a hint of a smile of his own.

You want to stifle Danny's giggling at your expense with a quick cleansing spell, but Sir Shears insists quite quickly, that you need to stop fidgeting so much or he'll accidentally snip off your ear.

Your parents arrive shortly after, both looking somewhat surprised that you are the center of attention again, and completely relieved that it's for something like this. You don't bother to find out what they thought you could have been doing.

The rest of them pull up seats nearby and watch you get your hair cut. Your Mother is the first one to remark about the pile of hair, but you assure her that it was just for the haircut. Lady Pon takes notice of Danny and distracts her from bothering you by talking to her about the dress and how she likes it. Pon starts to make a few remarks about the way Danny's dress is straining in certain areas and begins to question Danny about her diet, which gets her flustered, much to your amusement.

When Sir Shears finally announces that he has finished, he produces a palm-sized mirror from his side compartment and offers it to you, to inspect his work while he dusts off your shoulders.

The girl reflected in the mirror is cute. Cute enough to mask you gasp in surprise when you see yourself. Short and light in the back, a little longer on the sides, but styled to fall around your ears so they poke out cutely, and short bangs in the front that help to frame your face. "Well, Milady? How did I do?"

"I... I love it..."

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>>22503651
Luna from the Mega Man Star Force games.

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It would be a lie to say we are winding down at this point. We're already wound down and ready to call it a night.

So, let's pause things for now, and I'll try and squeeze in some more shenanigans tomorrow.

>>22503666
Cute!
Ask Lilly what she thinks.

Before I sleep, just wanted to give you all the heads up that we're archived on suptg, so no need to worry about losing this thread just yet.

>>22503666
>Sir Shears insists quite quickly, that you need to stop fidgeting so much or he'll accidentally snip off your ear
Was my aunt ever your hairstylist? Because she cut my hair, and those were pretty much her exact words. Whenever another lady cut my hair after that, they always commented on how remarkably still I sat for a child of my age. They never new that it was because of the petrifying fear that was instilled in me from my very first haircut.

>The girl reflected in the mirror is cute. Cute enough to mask you gasp in surprise when you see yourself. Short and light in the back, a little longer on the sides, but styled to fall around your ears so they poke out cutely, and short bangs in the front that help to frame your face. "Well, Milady? How did I do?"
>"I... I love it..."

Dorothy is becoming more and more feminine as time passes, even if she doesn't notice it.

>>22495220
>You go 50 pages deep before he mentions an actual spell, and even then it's only a hypothetical one which he's made up for the purpose of illustrating the market value calculations and exchange rates.
I am so turned on right now.

>>22503666
Splendid! Sir Shears should be commended on his skill! Hug him! Hug him! You know... Come to think of it, what kind of racial bonuses would a Tama get in 4th Edition? I want to include one or two in my campaign.

Sorry, I just really like the idea of little metal guys, not even 3ft tall, walking around with pride and determination of true heroes, in full plate and short sword being wielded in two hands by all but a few of their knights.

>>22507123
This is only slightly a bad thing. So long as we keep our own mind and our own will; so long as we keep our sense of self and self-control, we will be all-right. Everyone likes to look nice, male and female and panicking, rejecting any kind of change out of hand is bad for us in the short-term and long-term.

In short; relax. We're still ourselves.

>>22507813
I'm all for the Blacked out suggestion here, Do it!

>>22507813
>>22508203
Yes, give the hugs. Why is that even a dress thought? One should ALWAYS show gratefulness with a hug. What kind of barbarians are you all to not respond with a hug male or female?

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Sitting down and getting prepared to write now
I'll try not to fuck around too much and get things moving ASAP, since I don't have all day today.

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You turn and wrap your arms around a surprised Sir Shears. He is caught off-guard by your sudden show of affection and can only move to keep his scissors from poking you.

It's awkward hugging the little metal man, but you squeeze firm and make sure he can feel every little ounce of appreciation you can express through embrace. "Milady, please! It's quite alright!" He gently pushes back on you, careful to place his hands on your shoulders and no where else.

"Knowing that you are happy is payment enough," he says with the confidence and posture of a creature three times his size, while his glowing blue eyes burning bright with dignity and pride. He moves back to his seat and removes a small cloth from his compartment and begins to polish his scissors.

Pon laughs at his noble display and leans closely, faux-whispering towards you, so Sir Shears can hear her, "He says that, but he is actually quite renowned for his skills. Many pay quite generously just for his services."

>>22508956
Thank Sir Shears again, and then go over to our parents.
Show off the haircut to our mom, ask her if there's anything else we should do to get ready for our job/apprenticeship interviews tomorrow (in terms of clothing and personal preparation).

I always got the sense that our mom, while she does love her son very much, always wanted a daughter.

>>22508956
I'm not surprised if half of the crowd is now a manicurist, pedicurist, massage therapist, etc

>>22508956

>won't be able to stay as long as i like but i'm here.

i think we should at least give him something in exchange for his service but we don't have much with us.

we could advertise for him a little bit, convey that the cost well and truly reflects the quality, changing the doubting minds of a few goes a long way.

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"I'll find a way to repay you, Sir Shears. I'll send anyone who needs their hair styled your way." He laughs to himself, "That's more than I could have asked for, Milady." He tucks away his style scissors and the comb in his side compartment again.

"It is a very lovely look for you," your Mother pulls up a chair to sit beside you. After a few more moments of checking your reflection, you return the mirror to Sir Shears and thank him graciously again, "I didn't think my hair could look this nice. Too bad we already finished the painting, huh?"

Your Father runs his hand through his beard, examining you with an artist's eye, "I don't think it's too late for me to touch up the portrait, if you'd really like." He turns his attention to your Mother, "How would you like to remember that particular moment?" Your Mother seems reluctant to say at first, "Well.. It is a Mother-Daughter portrait.. maybe it would be best just to touch up that one detail, if it's alright with Roger." You agree without any hesitation, "I'd be fine with that. It's just going to be one painting. May as well capture me at my girliest."

Your party eventually settles in, crowding the eight of you around one table. Danny can't seem to find a seat of her own, but she gets by using Hekaton's lap, without any complaint from him. You eventually get some food and drink and enjoy a nice dinner with your unusual band of friends and family.

>You've got the rest of the evening ahead of you wat do

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If there was anything that you guys would really like to do, we can keep this scene going, but if there's nothing pressing, we may just fast forward a little bit. We've dragged this day on long enough already, after all.

>>22509407
Maybe get Danny's hair styled as well. And go over some better hygiene and manners for her. And from what Pol was saying, she either needs to watch what she eats or work out more.
We could get her some workout clothes if she wants.
Then, maybe some reading lessons for Danny, with head-pats and ear-scratching when she does good.

>>22509407

We should hatch a plan to get Danny absolutely filthy so that we can revist this idea.
>>22498214
>>22498243
>>22498335

>>22509407
>>22509457

we can introduce Pon and Sir Shears to our parents, be sure to point out that their products are top shelf.

no need to drag that bit out just stuff it somewhere comfortable.

can't think of anything else right now

>>22509486
This is good.
IF we are forced to be more feminine. No reason why Danny shouldn't be as well.

>>22509486
I'm sure she gets all the exercise she needs each night.

She may be pudging for another reason. But what? Could it be magical? Maybe Lucille has been slipping minor modifications into our spells.
We should run some tests.

>>22509717

makes you wonder, with the rate at which they are going at each other, how long until they can expect a little bundle of joy with multiple arms and cat ears?

>daww

>>22509717
>>22509780
Aw, come on. It hasn't even been a week.
And considering how much and the kinds of things she's been eating, she'll need either exercise or magic to keep her attractive figure.

>>22509859

Cat's only gestate for 2 months~

She could already be 1/8th of the way there~

>>22509895
Not to mention we got no clue how long it takes for Asurans to gestate either. She also may still have some magical remnant within her that is forcing all these girly feminine aspects on her constantly, including increased chance and gestation of children.

I mean this was essentially a punishment for attempted rape, makes sense for something related to pregnancy to be mixed in.

>>22509859

didn't post that with her weight in mind, just worried that she'll end up with a bigger responsibility than she can handle right now.

not that i'm objecting them having fun, i just hope they aren't being careless about it.

>>22509963
That's true. Danny doesn't appear like the type that could handle having children right now.
And Hekaton is in the middle of a spiritual pilgrimage; to saddle him with a kid mid-way through wouldn't be nice.

Maybe we SHOULD take Danny aside and talk to her about this.
Our dad is here, he's a druid. Maybe he can recommend some contraceptives.

>>22510010
Hold on, what makes people outright think she couldn't handle it? I mean sure she may flip a little at first, have a breakdown, but all in all when you consider the differences between her handling this gender change and us handling it, she seems to be adjusting and loving this whole thing quite a bit.

>>22509780
Its funny how we keep coming back to this conversation.

Either way, I hope thats not the case for now, since we a pregnant catgirl is hardly adventure party material.

>>22510057
Part of the reason why she's handling the gender change so well is that Danny had a shit life before as a male, but is having a great time as a female, with Hekaton buying her whatever she wants. There also appeared to be a bit of Dress mind-alteration that went with the transformation as well.

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Even with your hair shorter than it was just a few hours ago, you find yourself reaching up to play with it a bit and feel the way it hangs over your head. It's strange that something like having your hair grown longer can worry you, but getting it cut into a new style could please you so much.

You don't waste too much time playing with your hair. You're still too self-conscious for that. With a meal in your belly and a drink in your hand, you feel ready to get back to business. You were supposed to be practicing magic and getting ready for your meeting tomorrow. Your party had already made themselves at home and begun talking with Pon and Sir Shears anyways.

You hold your drink in the air with a ghost hand while you prepare a cleansing spell. Danny doesn't appear to have any new stains on her dress, but she probably needs it anyways. You hit her, and Hekaton by association, without warning, splashing the spell over them. Danny practically chokes on her drink, "What the hell! I told ya ta stop doin' that!"

You wave a hand dismissively, "You know you needed it." You take a sip from your drink and lean back, "Besides, I know you two weren't doing much reading while you were up in Hek's room." Hekaton chuckles deeply, not showing the least bit of embarrassment, "Not reading. No."

You continue to hound her on the subject, stressing the importance of reading as a valuable adventuring skill and she eventually gives an irritated sigh and drops the book you gave her on the table. She claims she read the first chapter and even complains that Sir Firebrand is "a complete chump" for accepting his quest without up front payment. You pat her on the head and rub one of her ears with your ghost hand, smiling proudly at her. She sneers a bit and admits that she's not good with reading, but she can do it if she has to.

>>22510057
>>22510120

Basically, he's not adapting to being female, it's just that his life getting fucked over just so happens to be the best thing to happen to him.

>every character is a depressing character.

>>22510057

i'm just worried she's only seeing the fun right now and not thinking clearly of what might and eventually will happen.

>>22510173
We really should take Danny aside and talk about contraceptives. Point out that our dad is here and could provide a consultation for free right now.

>>22510177
Id say hes closer to getting over fucked than fucked over.

>>22510181
this is very true. I can see her taking the pregnancy with a much greater stride then most others, but right now while everything is still fun and games, it would be horrifying. not to mention we loose not only our catgirl adventure party member but Hek as well.

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With the issue of getting Danny to read resolved, you decide to change the topic and tease and pester Danny about her lazy habits. You even repeat a few of the remarks from Pon about her getting soft. Danny insists that she gets plenty of exercise and that the Tau lady is just being too grabby. "Everybody looks fatter when they sit down, anyways!" she punctuates that last part by jabbing a finger at your belly.

Hekaton clears his throat, disrupting the conversation. He looks down at Danny with a stern expression, which she practically melts beneath. She groans and eventually admits that she has been sneaking some food too. Just some little bits and morsels when people aren't looking.. Old habits die hard.. and she's not used to being around so much food all the time.

It's hard to disguise your worry, but you try to be sly about it, insisting that your Father could give her some helpful tips on taking care of her body and personal hygiene. It takes her slightly longer than it should to figure out what you mean, but when she gets it, she shakes her head vigorously, insisting that she's definitely not having *those* kind of problems.

In between your conversation, you keep up your practice, focusing particularly on the ghost hand. You use it to stack the empty plates, which you then hit with a cleansing spell just as a little help for the staff, and grab a refill from time to time. You attempt to keep one going at all times, but it's like trying to keep a match lit. Eventually it just goes out.

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>>22510057 >>22510120 >>22510177
There was no mental change involved, as far as we know. Danny's old life wasn't entirely terrible, but all this change and curse stuff made Danny realize that she was pretty terrible.

She may not be 100% happy with the circumstances, but she's making the best of it because there's really nothing else out there for her. That and she's got a pretty great sugar daddy in Hekaton.

>>22510369

>grab a refill from time to time
>Eventually it just goes out

i hope we don't dump our drink on someone, or at least on someone not dangerous.

we dump it on an influential wizard.

>>22510415
These were my assumptions too. She was a leader of the bandit gang right? With that in mind it makes sense for her to aready know how to shift mindsets around and adapt to unexpected circumstances. Bandit life may not be grand morally, but it is a difficult and hard life to survive in the woods like that relying on waylaying others. It's pretty much a hunter/scavenger lifestyle.

>>22510449
>She was a leader of the bandit gang
No, she was just a bandit.
The leader is the one who raped her.

>>22510449
She was a lacky.

She was fucked by the leader though.

Judging by how we met her and her habits she wasn't high in the food chain either.

>>22510449

i thought it was a shared leadership with his best buddy, who turned out to be a terrible person (fancy that).

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>>22510468 >>22510469
Co-leader, technically.

>>22510468
Was her friend the leader? I thought he was either second in command to Danny or just got first crack at Danny since he used to be her friend.

>>22510483

someone needs to make a version of this with Danny and Hekaton

have i ever mentioned that i think Hekaton is a pretty sweet name?

You know, for a quest about asses, there's very few asses in the thread.

Also, we are now OUT OF MAGIC. Let's enjoy it while we can!

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>>22510518
More asses. Got it.

>>22510514
Its derived from Hekatonkheires from Greek Mythology.

THERE. No chance of the dress fucking with us while we're out, so we should go out and get us some money.

>>22510483
>>22510488

Really?

He sure is shit for a bandit leader.
Must have been a really small outfit.

And that Oreck guy must have been already planning a mutiny or something to be such a dick about it.

We really need to pay there a visit.

>>22510628
Hey, you live in an all-guy outfit for 15+ years, all of the sudden some sexy catgirl comes flouncing in, you're gonna have some thoughts.

And since when were bandits known for their self-control?

Danny certainly isn't.

>>22510628
bandits, they take any oppurtunity they can to survive and get higher up in life if at all possible. As low morally as they are, always got to remember that it takes a lot to survive the way they live

>>22510649
>>22510674
Yeah, but we're talkign a leader here.

Surely Danny had some sort of invaluable skill that got him to that position, yeah? There's got to be some camaraderie among thieves, they can only make it by working together.

But no, everything gone in an instant.

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You have to stop and really feel out exactly what it is that's wrong with your magic. For the first time in what feels like months, you feel normal.. ish. There's still the faintest whisper or power left in you, but you couldn't sculpt it into anything, even if you wanted to.

Your cup tumbles to the table, dropping out of the air, spilling harmlessly on the table as your ghost hand evaporates. "I guess that's it.. I finally managed to burn through it all." Millia looks away from her little chat with Pon and looks you over curiously, "Finally emptied out, hmm?" You nod, staring at your hands, "It's strange.. It's.. It's not a good feeling at all."

Millia takes your cup and refills it for you, "And it only took casting dozens of spells all day long to achieve. You should really relax for a while. It will come back to you naturally, but you'll need your rest." You take the drink and sip from it. It helps a little, but you still feel empty.

"All that's left is to just prepare mentally, then. Work on my story and my manners and my appearance, I suppose," you definitely don't like this. Even if you don't have any reason to use your magic, not having it to use at all is much worse."

>>22510822
Can we still talk to Lucile?

>>22510822
"Hey, Millia. Do you know where I could pick up a spare broom? I'm feeling nostalgic."

Let's, just for a little while, be Roger out in front of a shop, making money to deal with the next day.

>>22510822

story first and manners second.

>>22510793

i can't find anything saying or hinting that he had other exceptional skills going for him besides general banditry.

maybe some trap knowledge and what plants to make crude curatives from?

>>22510931
I actually agree with this. Nothing like a good bit of nostalgic work activity to just stop and collect oneself.

>>22510822
I'd delete that pic, pervert. Cum belongs on red boards only and some mod might get uppity.

Gameplay-wise... It's time to do just what we emptied all this mana out for! ...Lucile? Are you there?

>>22510931
This sounds good. Maybe we can work at the Feisty Penguin as we have no doubt gotten them a bunch of business with our shenanigans.

>>22511029
It's clearly frosting, though.. Look, they're laying on a giant cake.

>>22511029

>cum

its obviously cream/frosting from the cake they are currently sitting in

>>22511029
Thats frosting. Theyre sitting on a giant cake
>But it looks like cum!
I know it does, but this is Japan we are talking about here. It matches the texture of the icing on the cake, too.

>>22511029


>>22511046
>>22511047
>>22511053

>but.. but...

Yes we know, thats the REASON they chose something white, it's called innuendo, geez you probably think the swmp king IS referring to the princess's rack and not discussing land development investing with his son who just wants to sing a lot.

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You lean back and relax for a short while after deciding to spend just a short while not worrying about magic or curses or anything else. You enjoy your drink and the pleasures of good company without any strange voices in your head or outside urges making you do things.. Or.. You pause, cutting your relaxation short as you begin to wonder if Lucile is okay. You didn't even consider the consequences behind what you've already done. What happens to her without her magic?

Don't get your panties in a knot! I'm fine. It's magic, not my spirit. all you've done is made it slightly harder for me to have any fun with your body. That's a relief.. In a way... You were worried that you'd inadvertently hurt Lucile in some way. I just can't cast any spells through you.. Which does make it harder to deal with you, but I'm not dead or anything.. Or any more dead that I was before. That's awfully cryptic, but it's for the best, right? No magic means less ways for the Dress to control either of you, so that's good news as far as you care.

You feel like now may be a good time to try and strike out and make an attempt to earn some money, now that you've successfully mitigated a very significant portion of the things that posed a threat. At this late in the night, your options are limited..

>>22511515

i can't really think of anything besides helping serve drinks and maybe sweeping the outside of the tavern (which might not work if its already very dark outside).

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You get an idea and excuse yourself from the table, taking the stack of emptied dishes with you as you return to the bar. When Millia asks where you're going, you simply tell her, "To find a broom."

At the bar, you return the plates and cutlery to a thankful bartender who hands them off to another worker who takes them to the kitchen. You try to offer your services as a worker, possibly someone to sweep the storefront, but the bartender shakes his head. He tells you that they've got it under control and even with your pleas, he tells you that they couldn't do with someone else being underfoot on a busy night. You try to argue for your skills as a shopkeeper, but another patron walks up and the bartender is soon too busy taking and filling orders to pay attention to you.

You return dejectedly to your table, not a single coin richer for your troubles. If you need money, you should try selling bodyshots to all these thirsty men.. You sigh and take up your drink again. As soon as you get rid of one worry, you hop right to the next one. You weren't even thinking about coin until you felt relaxed about Lucile not being extra dead or sealed away.

You take a large gulp of your drink and slump to the side, leaning against Millia. "No luck?" You shake your head, "And I've realized that I'm a neurotic mess."

Rolled 85

>>22511711
we don't really have to worry about the coin now.
First need to become an apprentice. And if we have time after all the studying we will be doing. We could take a part-time job. Maybe in a library?

>>22511782
Yes a library. Or even a bookstore.

>>22511782
Or as a shopkeeper?
After that show to ze merchants earlier they'd be happy to hire you.

>>22511711
hooboy. I told you we should've vented earlier.

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Okay. I'm going to do a couple wrap up posts and we're going to have to pick up another time because I have some pressing matters to attend to in a short while.

>>22511992

You have to fap. Okay, that's cool.

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You spend some time with Millia, nursing the last of your drink. She consoles you to the best of her ability and reassures you that you don't need to be so worried. With everything you've had to deal with and how well you've dealt with it, Millia is quite proud of you for being as strong as you've been through all of this.

When your parents overhear her pep talk, they too join in on cheering you up. You've got a big day ahead of you and it was your skill and wit that got you there. Being a little short of coin isn't the end of the world, either.

You eventually work your way out of your grumpy mood and brighten up again, rejoining the conversation. Apparently Hekaton and Sir Shears have started trading stories about their travels and Danny has gotten trapped in a chat with Pon about her various fashion options.

Being a mere novice in both topics leads you to sit back and listen with a smile on your face. It will be nice to have stories of your own. You'd tell them about your Bugbear fight, but with Hekaton telling stories of wrestling with Dire Boars the size of houses and Sir Shears telling of the time he simultaneously dueled an entire platoon of guardsmen for a lady's honor, you don't think it would compare.

>>22512272
Don't worry Roger, if you survived the Fae encounter you will be one of the best adventurers ever.

>>22512453
*if you survive

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The night starts to wind down as you've had your fill of booze and stories. The tavern is still lively, but you are absolutely exhausted in all regards. You've used more magic than you should rightfully be able to, tangled with animated groping dummies, flirted like a true man, read more books in a few hours than you could have read in a week, and made two new friends. You're not sure if those new friends are potential party members, but you wouldn't turn them down if the option arose.

At Millia suggestion, you decide to retire to your room to work on your story for the Wizards tomorrow. You'll have more time in the morning before the meeting, but it wouldn't hurt to start now. Doing it all last minute is like asking for something to go terribly wrong.

Millia escorts you up to the room, keeping you from wobbling into anyone else in the tavern. You're not drunk, at least you tell Millia you aren't, but you have had quite a few already.

She helps you into bed and prompts you to start telling her the story you'll use. The dress changes, despite your expectations, into a light sleeping gown as soon as you hit the sheets. You had thought that robbing it of magic would keep it from doing things like that, but you were wrong, apparently.

You force yourself not to fret over that sort of thing for the time being and begin to go over the important points of your story.

You come from a small nearby village where you live with your parents. No mentions of gender. Be absolutely certain not to even bring it up. They should just draw the conclusion that you are and have always been female just from looking at you.

About a year ago, maybe less, you were patrolling the forest with your Father. As a Druid he does that sort of thing. Forests are his domain. While patrolling with him, you ran into a Fae Procession. You bowed your head and tried not to look and when it passed, you had the crown.

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The crown.. Right on your hat. Make sure they know it never wilted. That's a sign for something, right?

Then you can tell them that you did some research and you think it may be a Fae gift. You've heard that the Fae sometimes come to collect favors for the gifts they give.

So, all that Fae stuff, then.. You yawn wide and blink to focus your eyes again. Millia pulls the blankets up to your chest, but you continue.

After that Fae encounter, you found you had some magical talent. You learned some on your own and some from those books.. the popular onces. Practical Power for the everymagic or somethin... Learning little spells. Hand Ghosts and stuff.

And then, after that...

Exhaustion gets the better of you and try as you might to focus on your story, your eyes droop to a close and you drift off to sleep without even realizing you've stopped in mid sentence.

Millia lingers nearby for a short while, making sure that you're asleep before getting up to rejoin the rest of your party downstairs, but not before giving you a goodnight kiss on the forehead.

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I know we haven't even gotten close to auto-sage or anything particularly juicy, but I promise some great stuff is around the corner for the next Ass Quest.

I'm not sure when we'll pick up again, but it should hopefully be soon, unless something comes up and ruins things.. Or unless I get too lazy and just don't feel like doing it.

At any rate, there will be more within the next week. I'll do the twitter thing to keep the few of you posted.

>>22512671

cheers, see you around.

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>>22512614
aw, that's so cute.
see you next time

>>22512671
> I promise some great stuff
> unless I get too lazy
You are just like me, except I'm always too lazy.
See you in the next quest