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Events Summary:

You stopped the plague and saved Abigail from wrongful imprisonment, but the town was attacked by an invading force from Kan-Abar. After a long, difficult battle, you managed to make enough of a difference to save the majority of the town - though barely.

The retreating flotilla of Jacob's Field has reached Evinbrook, the capital of Kelvere. You've promised Sir Flint to help him remove a curse on his soul - some sort of dark, parasitic creature. You've convinced him to join you in tracking down Adavan and Abigail, the lich being a specialist in spirit magic.

You met with the ambitious and brilliant Duke Vellik - a man with aims to reshape the political landscape of the world. He's asked for your allegiance, in return for a home and protection for yourself and your friends. You asked for some time to think about the offer.

You explored Evinbrook's castle and read a few books in the library. You lost to Duke Vellik at stones, but learned more about him and his motivations. You sensed magic emanating from the lowest part of Vellik's castle, but were unable to reach its source. You explored the airship and have appropriated a rather nifty utility belt.

The good captain is standing bye!

>oh, sorry I'm late. My younger cousin got a brand new telescope and was very excited to demonstrate.

Ability Tree

GREEN abilities have been unlocked and learned.

BLUE abilties are unlocked, but are not yet purchased.

RED abilities are revealed, but locked due to prerequisites.

UNDERLINED abilities are active-use, as opposed to passive.

Unlocked Ability Descriptions Located in the following Pastebin link:

http://pastebin.com/7fSeQRW6

Books the Main Character has read can be found here: (in-progress)

http://pastebin.com/i0zjDPpS

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Current Statistics:

HP: 21/21
Mana: 2/4
EXP: 0
Humanity: 16
Temerity: 10

Basic Battle Options to keep in mind during fights (it would get tedious to list all of them every time):

-Physical Attack
-Shadow Attack (requires light source!)
-Magic Attack
-Defend
-Dodge and Counter
-specific ability (Battle-specific abilities activate same-turn; others burn a turn to activate)
-Flee (dodge check if enemy attacks)

Equipment:

Utility belt with purse

Inventory:

Shadow Sword Shard
Spirit Sword
Fancy Sun-Moon Key

Current Location:

Kelvere - Evinbrook

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>>24387963

>forgot pic

Aww yeah, Shadow Quest up in this motherfucker!

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>Last time...

You just finished exploring the airship.

The dynamo was a fascinating object that absolutely throbbed with power...you still have a bit of a desire to consume it. But the duke probably wouldn't approve if you incapacitated one of his most valuable assets.

Elementals were the only ones capable of creating dynamos. You tried to compress and spin some of your shadows into a ball...it held for a moments, but unraveled quickly.

Your new belt seems useful, though its many pockets and larger attacked purse are empty for the moment.

It's a few hours after sunset. You've been wondering what Sir Flint has been up to all day...

What do you do?

>try to find Sir Flint
>look for Joey
>locate Fredrick
>something else

>>24387994
>attacked
*attached

>>24387994
Try to find Sir Flint.

I have this idea in my head and once we find Flint and see what he has been up to we proceed to ask him about the Kan-Abar (people who attacked Jocob's Field) and their history.

>>24387994
>try to find Sir Flint
Let's see what our bro has been up to.

>>24388064
Ooooh, that sounds like a good opportunity for some exposition. I second this.

>>24387994
see if we can find flint, maybe we'll run into Joey

>>24387994

You spread out your senses...

...Flint's shining light is easy to see in the darkness. Points of life float like little candles...but he's a bonfire.

Oddly, you can't sense Duke Vellik. He probably makes an effort not to be sensed in such a manner.

Flint is across the bridge leading over the river, in a clustered group of houses. You slink your way through the darkness, holding still to avoid detection by the frequent patrols. You're soon outside the building he's within.

There's plenty of lights and noise coming from inside. Men are carousing and conversing...thinly dressed women are serving them large mugs filled with frothing brown liquid. There's several musicians playing lively, cheery music in one corner.

You locate Flint quickly. He's leaned up on a long counter near the back. He's slumped low on the wood.

What do you do?

>say something (write in or specify impression)
>speak to him when he gets back to the castle

>>24387994
>Find Flint

>>24388255
sneak towards his shadow, send him a general hello
<Flint, are you okay? If I may I have some questions>

>>24388255
Send an impression of us peeking in through a window and waving.
I think that will get the point across.

>>24388314
Agreed, don't want to make him seem too drunk by making him talk to nothing, at least in the others eyes.

>>24388255
<It seems the fearless knight has risen at last, may I join you?>

>>24388314

thirding this course of action

>>24388314
Fourthing.

>>24388314

You send Flint an impression of yourself waving a shadowy hand at him from the window of the bar.

Flint's slumped form doesn't budge, but he raises his right hand. At first, you think he's making a subtle attempt to return the greeting, but his hand lowers to stop a mug slid his way down the counter.

He raises himself up and - in one long motion - chugs the entire mug. He slams it down on the bar, though it's only a small pat in the middle of the noisy room. He fishes a few coins from his pockets and scatters them on the wood, then winds his way out of the bar.

He slowly meanders toward your position at the window. His feet keep getting ahead of his torso, and his eyes don't settle. Something about him is off.

"...eh, Shadow. Hey!" Flint stands next to you. He paints a striking picture. He cleans up rather nicely with a red and white shirt and coat, but he's practically falling over himself. "How're things...'n...you know?"

What is your response?

>>24388469
Ask him how drunk he is

>>24388469
"Same as usual. Played a game of Stones with the Duke, explored a bit.

What is this place? What was the stuff you were drinking? Why were the women dressed like that?

Why can't you walk right?"

>>24388469
<Not nearly as entertaining as the night you've had. Missed you at dinner, but I must say I like the new look>

>>24388469
...and of course he is drunk when we need to ask him questions.
<Flint...is something wrong? You seem...different>
Really, shadow doesn't know what "Being drunk" is.

>>24388525
>>24388530
these are good, but lets not forget to ask about the people of Jacob's Field and how his meeting with the Duke went

>>24388525
I like this, bombard him with questions.

>>24388549
Ah! That reminds me from the last thread, we need to ask Flint what "in the sack" means.

>>24388578
Clearly it must be added to the question list.

>>24388578
This should be particularly amusing in his current state.

>>24388578
Ask him what he means, for example what it would mean if we got "in the sack" with him.

>>24388549
>>24388578
lets help him since it looks like he can't walk right now and ask him these while he's drunk. it might sober him up

>>24388525

incessant questions in regards to effects of drinking AHOY!

>>24388469

<...I'm fine. I played a game of stones with the duke, and I've learned a bit more about his goals...assuming he was honest with me. What's the matter with you?>

"Ah...drunks as shit, is s'matter."

<What's a drunk?>

Flint barks a laugh. <Fuckin' thing don't even know what drunk is. Jeeze. Drink beer, get drunk. Problems go bye-bye!" Flint pumps his fist. The motion nearly knocks him over. You hurriedly move to prop him up, but he catches himself at the last minute. "Shit. Gonna headsache in the morning. Let's get the shit out of here and leave."

He promptly marches off, ready to trip and break his neck. You leap into his shadow and keep on your toes.

<If that 'beer' makes you like this, perhaps you shouldn't drink it. It's not solving problems that I can see.>

"Don't solvesing shit, dummy. Just makes you stupid and not thinking."

<...an ignorance potion? Humans are strange.>

Flint coughs and splutters a weird giggle. "Of course you'd put it like that...shit."

<Did you see Joey or the townspeople today?>

"Ah yeah! Joey...fucking kid. Can't believe...shit. You know, I...asked him to be my squire. Parents liked the idea...thinkin', 'hey, get with a noble and everything'...and he's up for it. 'Cause you mentioned it. Well, so that's that...guess he can polish armors is something..."

<You're a bit...difficult to understand.>

"That's the beer talkin'. I'm drunk. Dammit, listen whenna man speaks, you know?"

You cross the bridge. He nearly teeters off into the river. You leap into position as a hand rail, but he sways back into the middle before reaching you. You pass a patrol and duck into his shadow. The men give Flint looks, but just mutter and shake their heads after he's gone.'

Do you try to communicate with Flint further, or just keep an eye on him until he's back in the room?

>>24388578
>>24388549
Combo of these two

>>24388704
Why havent we asked him what "in the sack" means yet? We must know!

>>24388704
<An odd question, what's "get her in the sack" mean>

>>24388704
Ask him what "in the sack" means, why women wear thing clothing, why he drinks, what problems he wants to forget, try to get him to explain why being stupid is good.

>>24388761
>>24388741
>>24388578
>>24388601
>>24388606

acknowledged

>>24388766
Thin clothing, not thing clothing. We need him to start explaining tits, sex, and all of that while hilariously drunk.

>>24388766
This is a must and as much as I want to I don't think we are going to get any "useful" information out of him.

>>24388761
>>24388766
these
<Flint, honestly do you believe the Duke is sincere in his wish for peace?>

>>24388801
Okay, we might get an honest answer if we ask this.

>>24388704
>>24388801
this would probably work since he's to drunk to lie

>>24388801
I fourth this

>>24388704

<Speaking of ignorance, I've a few questions.>

"Well shit, just ask. You're my friend er somethings...?"

<What does the phrase "get her in the sack" mean?>

"Dumb idiot," Flint says. "Means you take a woman and roll in the hay. Bed 'er."

<What does "roll in the hay" mean?>

"Take a tumble. Sleep together. Bed a woman. What's I wanna do to Megan. Fuck, man. Fuck."

<...copulation?>

"Shitsis stupid, but yeah."

<...oh.> The thin clothing of the women suddenly has context. Easier access. <This beer seems rather popular. Do the women serve it as a profession...?>

"Nothin' like a good bar maid." Flint makes a lopsided grin. "...couple times. Not anymore. I'm not in my teens now, shit."

It strikes you that women seemingly primed for copulation via thin clothing would make excellent marketing for male beer consumption. The nature of the bar becomes more clear to you.

The castle guards have a quiet chuckle when Flint passes, but he's in the doors without a problem.

What do you ask now? Or do you remain silent?

>>24388859
>>24388825
>>24388820
>>24388801

Ok.

<Do you think the duke is sincere? About his wish for peace?>

"...shit, I dunno. Probably. But whatsayin' his'is...ah, the pieces...shit. Um, so, you think world's just gonna fall into place? That's what I'm saying. Bloody. Forcing the world...into a vision. Maybe a bigger bite than anyone's chewing, you know? But...hell. Might as well try if you got the time and the power and the...shit. Who gives a fuck?" Flint sighs. "Anyone does it...maybe him, I guess. But he's not so, you know, nice and all. Ain't cuddly and fucking happy. He's political demons and...that's what I mean. Peace...at what cost?"

<The duke told me it's a folly to care to much...but you're a better man than him, because you know that, but you care nonetheless.>

"Yeah...?" Flint eyes you for a moment. He seems briefly surprised, even happy...but the drunken grimace crosses his face once more. "Easier if I didn't. Didn't care."

<So, you drink beer to become stupid.>

"S'bout the sizeofit, yeah."

<What good does that do you?>

"Stupid means think less. Think less, hurt less, shit man, don't you get it? Fuck. I hate thinkin' about shit. Gerald and Megan and...fuck. Fuck it. Not thinkin' about it."

You're going up the stairs. You keep your arms on either side of him as he thumps back and forward, one arm leaving heavily on the railing.

What do you ask him now?

>>24389056
Why did he say it was too late to talk down the Kan-Abar? Did something happen? (Been looking over the old threads)

>>24389056
<If the Duke truly could at least tell us what your curse is, would you hear him out>

>>24389056
<If you were in my position, would you side with the Duke and help him achieve his goals?>

>>24389056
<The Duke may not be all bad, at least he sincerely hopes you can succeed in your mission>>

>>24389056
<Are memories so unwanted that you wish not to think over them? I have very few and most are filled with either questions or conflicts. Are you the same, perhaps?>

>>24389124

<I don't understand Kan-Abar's position. What good they get from waging war like this? No acceptance of surrender, no peace?>

"...shit man, s'have times s'to educate you on every damn thing...n'...well,'skinda simple n'...Obis was gonna rule, Nulis, younger brother, drove him out. Got the war hawks on 'is side...no one knows where Obis is...prolly dead, poor sonovabitch. Nulis keepin' his rule...uniting his people by making the rest of the world enemies, get me?"

<I think so.>

>>24389125

<What would you say if the duke could do something about my curse?>

"...I'd go home and find somethin's else to help," Flint says. "...not gettin' in debtors prison to that...that man."

>>24389139

<What would you do if you were me?>

"I can'ts hardly understands you when you don't even fucking know BEER, man. Not even beer. Shit, you just wanna keep Abby all safe and cozy...should just build a fuckin' cabin in the woods and live there 'er something. Why be a servants of dukes...shit."

>>24389218

<Are your memories so unwanted that you wish not to think over them? I have very few and most are filled with either questions or conflicts. But...the few I have...I cherish.>

"The many I have...I wish I didn't," Flint says.

You've finally made it to the top floor. You probably won't have time for many more questions...

>>24389311

Correction

><What would you say if the duke could do something about **YOUR** curse?>
>"...I'd go home and find somethin's else to help," Flint says. "...not gettin' in debtors prison to that...that man."

>>24389311
As a side note, when the opportunity presents itself, we should probably get the sword shard and key and put them in the beg we've got now.

Never know when we might need to make a hasty exit, and we wouldn't want to lose track of those things.

>>24389390
Seconding. Where were those items?

>>24389390

Sure.

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In case anyone is wondering, 5-minute cutoff for dialogue prompts. Then it's time to get the story moving again, we've had enough dilly-dallying.

>>24389311
The more Flint speaks the more I start to like him. It's nice to get another's opinion on this and i'm not as eager to join forces with the Duke after this.
>>24389390
Third, Flint has them if I remember correctly

>>24389445
I absolutely cannot think of anything else to ask him for the life of me.

>>24389390
Fourth

>>24389428

3 things.

Spirit Sword - it attacked you, and you wrestled it free from a feral Spirit elemental. It's an ornate sword charged with powerful Spirit energy. Some people wanted to consume it, but the majority wanted to save it for Abigail, worst case scenario using it as a med pack.

The Fancy Sun-Moon key was something you found in the Old Forest Keep. It opened the chest holding the Shadow Sword shard.

The Shadow Sword Shard is a piece of the blade of a broken sword. It was resting inside a steel container cushioned by padding on the inside. Only you could read the strange etchings on the blade itself, but as it was broken, this is all that was legible:

-n, the void tw-

Finally, caught the thread once

Not sure if this has been noticed before but I wanted to note that when Adavan called the spirit at Jacob's Field "Nice Lady", it is not because he thinks she is nice but because Abigail called her like that. Remember when we met her she told us she could talk to spirits and she mentioned some lady? I believe she is that lady.

Anyway, carry on

>>24389511
We could also give the sword to the Lich the next time we see him. But ofc that also depends if he could even swing it.

Ask for the shard and for his opinion of the elements being on two different sides.

Flint stops at the door to his suite. He leans against a tapestry hanging from the stone wall. He droops low.

He's silent.

You're just about to ask if he's alright when he slams his fist into the wall. And then, again, harder. "...shit...shit. Never fuckin'...goes away."

<What are you talking about?>

"You wanna know? Whatchyou wanna know about? You gonna laugh at me too? Huh?"

<Flint, I don't - >

"Fuck, man." He crashes through his suite door. Concerned, you hurriedly rush in after him and close the door, hoping he's not making too much noise.

"You wanna fucking know? You know what they call me at home? Dummy Donny. Idiot. Shithead. The fourth son - and the first three got all the good shit, and I'm the dribble. That's what they say.

"And fuck. I worked - I TRAINED - day and day and day after days, over and over. I studied...I read the whole library twices, and even learned a...some magics and things...I'm best at the sword, but...I can't...I never..." Flint falls back on his bed. "...No one's ever sees it...always fall right when...just when I thought I'd finally show 'em...then you tell me it's...this thing is on me...who? Who fucking did it? WHY?!"

Flint slams his fist into his pillow. "SHIT! WHY DID THIS HAPPEN TO ME?!?"

He draws his pillow in. He sniffs. His eyes are red and wet. "...stole her from me. Stole Megan. That things stole Megan...and now, Gerald...shit. Shit!" He pounds the pillow again.

And before you know it, he's out cold.

You have a feeling you heard things that Flint considered of greatest privacy.

Flint lies on his bed, fully clothed, breathing slowly, but soundly. His hand still clench the pillowcase tightly.

What do you do?

>>24389661
get hi in night cloths and tuck him in

>>24389661
Gently untie and remove his shoes, place them on the floor next to his bed, it sucks to sleep wearing shoes. Then tuck him into get, get the blanket on him, let him rest.

no sword for Adavan. He is a Teacher now. We should keep it to give to Abigail as a 'Graduation' Present...

>>24389661

<Get some rest. For on the Morrow, the hunt will begin>

>>24389661
Seems like an excellent opportunity to acquire the sword shard and key.

>>24389661
Damn, I have to feel sorry for this guy. We should double prioritize freeing him from the shit-shadow-snake.
Anyways let's do this >>24389727

>>24389661
lets get him ready for bed, send him calm emotions to help him relax

>>24389661
Wasn't that snake thing around him trailing south or something? If we could see that, could we follow it?

>>24389727
This, and get the shard

>>24389802
or find Adavan

>>24389661
>>24389734
This and shall we also call it a night? Or shall we do a once over of the castle?
>>24389802
To the south is the empire of light and i'm not sure we want to head that way.
>>24389820
>>24389751
Get dat shard and key.

>>24389802
Ahh I found it in thread 8, it trailed "Almost straight south."
And it was apparently giving 'spirit' vibes, so
>>24389822
That would probably be the better choice.

>>24389834
I dont think we need the key. The key did its job and i doubt there will be other locks with the same keyhole

>>24389847
> it trailed "Almost straight south.
Judging by the map that was posted a while back, that suggests it's coming from Flint's own kingdom.

I suspect treasonous intrigues.

>>24389877
We want all four keys, for that thing that I just blanked, and this may be one of them.

>>24389847
>And it was apparently giving 'spirit' vibes
Wait a minute, we should try cutting the thread with the spirit sword! Spirit blades cut spirit threads right? I doubt that SM will let us save this man's destiny that easily, but we should see if this will have any effect.

You feel...

...you feel...? You have no name for it. But the feelings direct your actions.

You untie his shoes and set them on the floor next to him. You push him into what appears to be a more comfortable position, then throw the bed's blankets over his form.

You stand away from him, watching him for a moment. You try something you haven't before...you send him an Impression. Calm. Peace.

Balance.

Flint's clenched features relax. His grip on the pillow softens.

...balance...

...you can feel them. Water...somewhere south. Earth, far southwest. Spirit, now north.

And the other four...impossibly far. But there.

The feeling fades. You try to bring it back, but it stubbornly refuses to coalesce.

You open Flint's pack, which is leaned up next to a chair elsewhere in the room. You stow the Sun-Moon Key in a pocket on your belt and the Shadow Sword Shard in the largest pocket, the purse. The Spirit Sword has its own sheath, now - perhaps Flint bought one while he was out. You could hook it on your belt if you were so inclined...

>take the Spirit Sword as well
>leave the sword for now

>>24389922
Use the spirit sword to cut the shadow/spirit thread from the shit-snake.

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World Map

I'll try to remember posting it at the beginning of each thread for easier reference.

>>24389959

awaiting a second

>>24389922
using the sword may work but it would take a Spirit mage for something that delicate, leave it

>>24389959
That sounds like something to try, let's hope it doesn't cause a "hostile parasite reaction." seconding.

>>24389959
Sure try it.

>>24387908
Pastebin Compiler Guy here!
I see you didn't add my link in the intro. Were you going to do that or did I remember incorrectly?
Need me to repost the link?

>>24389959

we have no way of knowing if cutting the connection could cause feedback directly into Flint. Leave the sword in his care. Get Adavans diagnosis on it first. Better to be safe than sorry in these situations...

>>24390028
Hah! Did it before you did! Don't ask why.
http://pastebin.com/6RzLX9Yp

use the sword use the sword it sounds like something fishy may happen

>>24389922
leave it!

>>24389922
I say we leave the spirit sword.

It would hardly be fair to pocket all the items from the keep. Flint has a right to keep a share of the loot.

>>24390065
Why?
>Rebel

>Oh, right. You've gained 3 humanity. (19 total)

As you stare at the sword, an idea strikes you.

You remember the sword's ethereal former master...the spirit elemental. Perhaps it can strike the parasite? Or cut it off from its other end?

You draw the sword with an Articulated Fist. The numb vibration of the spirit magic hums in your hand. You turn.

The parasite lingers...passive. You see the misty trail leading from Flint, across the room, and through the wall...you level the sword over the connection, and, bracing yourself, swing.

The sword passes through the trail and thuds into the carpet. Nothing happens.

You sheath it and heave a sigh.

What do you do now?

>hook the sword on your belt before retiring
>leave it with Flint's things

>>24389959
On second thought, right now the Ebon Wanderer would probably want to leave Flint alone, and let him get his rest. This is better done with Flint's consent.

>>24390091
Damn. Leave the sword with his stuff and depart.

>>24390091
A good try I have to say, but lets leave it with flint go on our merry way.

>>24390028

Yeah, I just forgot. My bad.

>>24390065

Uh...well then.

I can post both, but having two people do all that work seems silly.

>>24390100
Well, nevermind. I should always update before I post. >>24390091

Anyways, let's leave it, and ask him about it later. We are already our own weapon, so there's no reason to need this.

>>24390091
Leave the spirit sword behind. If Flint bought a sheath for it, that would imply he intended to keep it.

>>24390091
I wanna give the sword to Abigail latter. I mean, she doesn't seem the sword like type yet and I'm just paranoid something bad may happen to her otherwise. I really want Adavan to look at it without us having to rely on Flint carrying around our stuff.

>>24390131
He posted my link before I could, lol.

You decide to leave the sword with Flint. No reason to put all the eggs in one basket.

What do you do now?

>retire/sleep/meditate for the night
>something else

>>24390149

OOH.

>>24390172
lets either explore the castle a little more, or return to our room and maybe read some of those books

>>24390183
Lolol
I'm off to finish some work, how late is this thread going? Will I be able to make some of it in an hour or so?

>>24390172
Meditate on a plan on how to both Help the Duke out, but remain independent.

>>24390172
Could we spy on Joey?

>>24390214

Yes.

I've got some plot up my sleeve...2 more hours, minimum.

>>24390172
Let's go to meditate on Flint's issues, and how to best deal with Vellik. Also, let's jump to the next day so that we can get this story rolling

>>24390248
Hell yes

>>24390248
Does this plot involve us looking around the castle some more?

>>24390227
I say accept terms of allies, but take his offer to continue our own quests. Good to have an ally waiting but this way we don't put ourselves in dept to him.

>>24390248
Sleevey plots mudsuckers rum!

>>24390276
Yeah, I guess we "should" get this plot rolling.

>>24390276
Thirding

>>24390336
>>24390305
>>24390280
>>24390276

Now we're talking.

Writing...

>>24390276

also meditate on the 'shadow dynamo' idea. maybe ask flint if they sell glass orbs...

>>24390415
second

>>24390415
thurdid
Suddenly I have ideas in my mind of what the hell a shadow dynamo would do. ...Or a shadow bomb.
Alternately we could try the "Rasengan Method"

You retire to your room and sit on your bed.

Sleep...it doesn't seem to be something you need. But the quite is nice. The dark is nice.

You've found out so much in such a short time. The only thing you've truly confirmed is how little you know.

The duke's propositions are intriguing...but in this world, you're an ant, and he's a giant. Any deal he'd make would seem tempting. On the other hand...perhaps you do want to be a part of that vision. Would you be satisfied with a Abigail and a log cabin? Would she even want that sort of life?

You wonder where she is, and what she's doing. You hope Adavan is keeping his word.

Why do you feel such an attachment to her? It's strange...but then...she was the first person to know you. Her acceptance was easy, and immediate. A child's affection, simple - but too sweet to ignore...something worth protecting, fostering, growing.

Flint's situation seems complicated. You realize you know little of his past, or his family. It seems that the parasite has been with him a long time...you remember the duke mentioning that Gerald was his eldest brother, but you wonder about that other name he mentioned, Megan...who is she? More importantly, who is she to Flint?

...the night passes...you slip into a deeper meditation. Your thoughts float in black space...you see the world as pinpricks of light in a void...

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A thumping at your door startles you from your reverie. "Shadow?"

<Flint.>

The door creaks open. The man scratches his ears and works a hand through disheveled hair. "Damn. My head is killing me. How did I get back here?"

<I found you at the bar, drunk. I escorted you back.>

"Oh." Flint leans on the door frame. "Guess I was really out of it?"

How do you respond?

>tell Flint about what he said to you
>keep it under your hat
>something else

>>24390532
Tell Flint what he said
No need to lie to him now
Include the "hit the sack" and "beer" parts

>>24390532
>Let's let him keep his dignity, anot tell him how much we heard.

>>24390532
What better way to sieve away the after affects of alcohol than a rejuvenating barrage of questions about ones past?

Let's not. Let's keep it in the dark for now, he probably has a headache from last night already without him knowing everything he said to us.

>>24390532
>>tell Flint about what he said to you
thank him for being so honest and tolerant of your questions
>something else
talk to flint about accepting to be allies with the Duke, but not til we fulfill our promises

>>24390532
tell him, time for a bro-ment

>>24390532
>tell Flint about what he said to you

Be honest with him, he deserves that much.

Also, ask who Megan is, he said her name a lot last night.

>>24390532

<How long until you are ready to head out to assault the Black Lady's Fortress?>

wait for his reaction

<I jest, Though we should leave to find Abigail and Adavan today though.>
<also, do they sell glass orbs?>

>>24390532
Keep it secret and keep it safe, but tell him we learned a lot about the function of a "bar" from him. Now is propably not the best time to talk about it. Maybe say "I'll tell you the rest after we are done with this... bushiness"

>>24390647
>>24390644
>>24390602
>>24390601

Not telling him has a slight majority.

>>24390574
Yeah tell all of it. Get this potential drama out the way. Include the stuff about booze and "copulation". It's time for Story time.

>>24390671

Never mind.

>>24390644
Seconding this

>>24390669
Tell him and advise him not to drink anymore.

>>24390687

Never never mind?

>>24390702
>>24390696
Never never never mind?

>>24390669
Eh, I'll change my vote to telling him just to make things go.

>>24390696
Or drink in private at least. No need to go cold turkey I guess.

>>24390606
tell him

>>24390644
>leave to find Abigail and Adavan
Before or after we give the Duke our answer? I guess leaving with telling him is an option open to us.

>>24390718
It don't work like that, buddy, this is an anonymous board, no one knows whether you actually voted already or not.

I say tell him

>>24390532

Ok, ok, ok. Responding to this post:

Tell him: vote 1

Don't tell him: vote 2

I call the tiebreak.

>>24390780
2

>>24390780
1
Be sure to include copulation and beer!

>>24390780
2

>>24390780
2)

>>24390780
1

>>24390780
1

>>24390780
1

>>24390780
1
>>24390606

>>24390730

so, we need an itinerary...

1. Breakfast.
2. Shopping
3. asking sober Flint the akward questions of the previous night to log the effects of 'beer' on a person.
4. Meeting with Duke
5. Gear Check
6. Nuts On The Road Nim Nim Nim

>>24390780
2

>>24390780
2

>>24390780
1

>>24390789
>>24390800
>>24390802
>>24390828
>>24390829

5 Don't Tell

>>24390834
>>24390826
>>24390821
>>24390808
>>24390803
>>24390794

6 For Tell

We tell.

Writing.

>>24390869
There better be at least 10 votes on suptg once the thread archives.
Bitter bitter, mumble grumble, snap crackle fack.

<'Out of it' does not accurately describe your behavior,> you say. <You intentionally imbibed beer, which you informed me was an ignorance potion, to make yourself stupid. You taught me several euphemisms for human copulation, including 'get her in the sack', 'bed her', and 'take a roll in the hay'. From these I deduced the purpose of the bar.>

"...well..."

<When I asked you what I should do if you were in my place, you said that, considering I don't understand beer, you couldn't possibly understand me. You then proclaimed that if my goal was simply to protect Abigail that I should build a log cabin in the woods and live with her there rather than involve myself with the duke.>

Flint has flushed a rather deep red. "...well...I suppose I owe you an -"

<You also informed me that, even if the duke could help with your curse, you'd rather seek help elsewhere than be subjected to his 'debtors prison'.>

"...that one I'd tell you sober, too."

<You also...> You hesitate a moment. <You mentioned frustration over...past failings. Though you weren't specific. You mentioned your training, and...your family's regard for you. And your brother, Gerald, and a woman, Megan. You...> You are unable to meet Flint's eyes. <...you seemed to think that your parasite somehow stole this Megan from you.>

The room is quiet for a long time.

"...I see."

<I realize...those things, perhaps, were not meant to fall on my ears.>

"...I..." Flint shakes his head. "...we'll speak on it another time. But for now..."

<Whenever you feel it is appropriate.>

"Thank you."

There's a knock on the door.

"...come in," Flint calls.

The door opens smoothly. It's - once again - the duke's manservant. His hair is as smooth as his fine-pressed coat. "Gentlemen. Brunch will be served shortly." He glances up. "There's plenty of water, as well."

Flint mutters something under his breath. "...ah, good. Could you be so good as to have a bath drawn up?"

"Already done," the man says. "Across the hall."
con't

>>24391110
Shit, the manservant couldn't hear us right?
Right?

Flint spends a few minutes bathing. Without much else to do, you sit in the room and wait. When he reappears, he's fully dressed in his armor and pack.

<I see you're ready.>

"I figured we'd want to be on the road as soon as possible...no matter your response. By the way...did you have the key, and the shard of that sword?"

<I do. You seemed reticent about them...>

"No, it's fine," he says. "Just wanted to make sure we hadn't lost them. Nice belt, by the way."

You adjust your single article of clothing. <Thank you.>

"Leather needs to be kept well-oiled. I'll show you later. Oh, by the way, I've asked Joey to be my squire, and he's - "

<You informed me of that as well, last night.>

"Oh. Great."

The manservant once again calls on you, and you're taken to the same dining chamber you were in previously when you played the game of stones. The duke and his double, Thomas, are both at the table. The manservant takes an out-of-the-way place on the wall to the side.

"Sit, sit! Eat!"

The meal is quiet. The duke and Thomas share conversation about the state of Evinbrook. The main body of the army is headed north the next day. At some point, you notice that the manservant has left. Probably to attend to something somewhere. That man is everywhere.

The clink and clatter of silverware slows to a halt. You've long since absorbed your plate of food.

The duke clears his throat. "Well, my friends...have you come to a decision regarding my proposition?"

What is your response?

>accept the duke's terms in full; you will work with him to achieve his goals, and he will shelter your friends
>offer your friendship, and possible future allegiance, but no commitment to his rule
>reject the offer outright, politely explaining that you simply no too little and cannot honestly offer allegiance in a world you don't understand
>CONSUME HIM, AND HIS LITTLE DOG TOO (because that's always an option)
>something else

>>24391308
Too late for regrets.

>>24391308
If the duke wanted to listen in on us, the manservant at the doorway is the least of our worries.

>>24391335
Friendship, we have obligations (Abby)

>>24391335
>>offer your friendship, and possible future allegiance, but no commitment to his rule
<As you seek to help your people, so to must I help mine>

>>24391335
>offer your friendship, and possible future allegiance, but no commitment to his rule

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>>24391335
>At some point, you notice that the manservant has left. Probably to attend to something somewhere. That man is everywhere.

>>24391308

>all this meta

I'm afraid I can't answer that, Dave.

>>24391335
>offer your friendship, and possible future allegiance, but no commitment to his rule

>>24391335
>CONSUME
His silverware giving him an odd set and making him go through the trouble of replacing them.

>>24391422
You devious bastard

>>24391335
Friendship for now, we have a girl to find.

>>24391335
<While my prior obligations call me elsewhere, I hope we can part as friends. Thought I promise my help in the future, know you will have an ally in the Shadows>

>>24391422
the final fuck you of nobility

>>24391335
offr friendship, but see if he can offer any parting gifts

>>24391422
Can we slide this in while eating? "Accidentally" eat the fork near the end of the meal. Hopefully it wont cause physical harm. This will be a good test of what we can and can't eat without iron stomach.

>>24391335

You have decided to offer the duke your friendship and possible future allegiance, but no commitment to his rule.

I need 9 rolls.

Roll 1d100

Rolled 39

>>24391542
FRIENDSHIP

Rolled 58

>>24391542
Rollin' in the deep

Rolled 16

>>24391542

Rolled 83

>>24391542

Rolled 22

>>24391542
Friendship is magic!

Rolled 7

>>24391542
Aw, too late for voting. (Wanted to tell him we had stuff to take care of but would be back to help him)

Rolled 14

>>24391542
Friendship!

Rolled 98

>>24391542

I invoke the power of baby seals for this roll.

Rolled 54

>>24391542

Rolled 73

>>24391542
roll

Rolled 45

>>24391542
ohshit he will hate us

Rolled 24

>>24391542

Rolled 36

>>24391542

rolling a dice.
maybe more elementals might 'win' him over...

Rolled 45

>>24391569
And magic is good for you!

>>24391580
Holy shit, seals are magic

welp, we are boned in more ways than one...

>>24391542
We should try and sweeten the deal if it helps. Like say if we find any like minded individuals we would send them his way.

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>>24391580
Never fails.

>>24391592

well, they Can stare into your soul...

>>24391622
you've saved me again captain fuzzy flippers

>>24391605
It'll average to above a 50 i think

<I have decided...> You look at Flint, then back at the duke. <Prior obligations call me elsewhere. There are people to whom I owe debts...and people I must protect.

<But I respect you, your excellency, and your goals. Though lofty and idealistic, they resonate with me. Your show has won an audience. I would have us part as friends - and perhaps, when the time is right, I can offer you my full allegiance. But for the moment, I can't tie myself down.>

The duke sets his fork down on his plate. He folds his hands. "...are you sure?"

<I am.>

"I could offer great help in tracking down the lich, and Abigail. And my resources could certain aid our mutual friend -" He nods toward Flint. "the good knight Sir Flint."

<I know. But these are our problems, and we will solve them.>

"I see." The duke sighs. "In that case - "

The door bursts open. It's the manservant. "Your excellency, angels are here! They're up the stairs, they'll be here any moment!"

The duke rises. "What is this? Calm down and explain."

"There's no time. I've tried to slow them with formalities, but asking a man to stand and stall an angel..."

"Which ones?"

"Auriel and Raziel."

"When did they arrive? How?"

"The Velarion just warped into our airspace but minutes ago. I ran to get here."

"What?" Flint asks. "What are two of the high council doing here so suddenly?"

"You are with Thomas," the duke says quickly. "Sir Flint. They'll be able to sense you easily, so don't move. Don't act alarmed, just surprised." The duke looks at you. "We've only got one hope - that they haven't sensed you. Get behind this."

The duke pulls a drape of the wall. At his touch, it mists orange - not with the electricity you expected. You hesitate, confused.

"Hide you with my own magic and implicate myself?" the duke says. "You must be mad. Now slip behind the tapestry before they move another inch closer!"

con't

>>24391800
>Angels
Well shit, I did not see this coming.

>>24391800
dat plot

>>24391800
CONSUME our place setting, we can't leave any clues behind.

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You leap behind the hanging. The duke withdraws behind another tapestry, and that one sparks and snaps with electric energy. And so you wait there, tense, uncertain. You stretch out your senses...

...you can feel nothing. Angels. Aren't they aligned with the light? They should flare brightly...or perhaps they are good at concealing themselves.

The doors open.

Two angels step inside.

The first is beautiful. A cowl is pulled low over her silver hair. A blue circlet is pinned to the waist of her dress. It sparkles with light energy. White wings are folded neatly behind her back...

>>24391878
Don't forget the chair, angels be clever and shit.

>>24391950
>>24391878
It looks too late for that.

>>24391922 Does SM want us to say something, or are we waiting for plot?

>>24392102
It's only been ten minutes man, patience.

The second is like light incarnate. Light defines his features, glows in patterns on his clothing, illuminates the four swords sheathed on his back. He's like a totem of light.

Thomas, the double, stands. Flint also stands, and he bows almost double. Thomas nods his head respectfully to the silver-haired woman. "Auriel." He nods to the gold-lined angel. "Raziel."

"Spare me this idiocy," Raziel says. His voice cuts the air like a sword. "Vellik. Get out here."

Thomas raises an eyebrow. "...high one?"

The hilt of Raziel's swords begins to glow white-hot. You feel the power from your position...

...and you feel fear.

"Don't make me ask twice."

"Peace, Raziel," Uriel says. She turns toward the curtain hiding the duke. "Your excellency, if you would. I'm afraid my companion has little patience for games, today."

The duke reveals himself with a smile. "High ones. How can I be of service?"

"You requested aid against Kan-Abar, did you not?"

"...aid was requested from Arland."

"And so we have come, for it was reported that the Kanians were making use of demons," Uriel clarifies. "Is this so?"

"I've no reports of that, no," the duke says. "But then, my ears are not always accurate. I had thought to settle this without involving the Ring City."

"...I see. Perhaps we shall investigate for ourselves. Why have they attacked you?"

"Expansion," Vellik answers. "Nulis seeks to consolidate his rule at home with external military conflict. They are the aggressors in this war, I can assure you."

"We will be the judge of that," Raziel says sharply.

Uriel looks at him. Raziel folds his arms and settles back on his heals. He turns to the duke, after glancing at Sir Flint. "I see you have guests of Arland."

"Sir Flint has been - "

"We are aware of his goal to restore Aeolus's knighthood," Uriel says. "A worthy goal, Sir Flint, and one worth commendation."

Flint bows double again. "I am honored, highest. That is too much for myself."

con't

>>24392149
looks like us leaving just made this easier for th Duke

The duke clears his throat. "Yes. Sir Flint's intervention saved hundreds of my people. You can ask him, and them - Kan-Abar attacked outright, and without provocation."

"We will be speaking with Nulis, and soon," Uriel says. "Sandalphon is watching this conflict closely."

The duke swallows.

You decide you never want to meet Sandalphon.

Raziel sniffs. He twitches his nose. "...something is...off."

"You think so?" Uriel says. "I sense it as well."

"Darkness," Raziel whispers. He scans the room.

Roll 1d100

Rolled 13

>>24392196
hide

Rolled 43

>>24392196
Ohhhh shiiit.

Rolled 28

>>24392196

Rolled 42

>>24392196
shadows...

Rolled 83

>>24392196
ohshitohshitohshit

Rolled 64

>>24392196

I INVOKE THE POWER OF BABY SEALS FOR THIS ROLL.

Rolled 43

>>24392196
Random question, where is the closest escape route? Like a window?

Rolled 56

>>24392196
Well obviously they are just smelling Flint's curse.

Rolled 79

>>24392196
SEALS SAVE US

Rolled 1

>>24392196
ROLLIN

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>>24392249

>>24392249
NOOOOOOOOOO

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>>24392249
Welcome to die

>>24392249
NO CAPTAIN NO, WHY OH WHY CAPTAIN WHY!

Rolled 37

>>24392249
It was after like 9 other rolls, I hope he doesn't take it.

>>24392249
Welp, I since I am cursed with great luck and misfortune.

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>>24392249
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>>24392286
Be gentle.

>>24392279
>>24392286
oh he's taking it

>>24392286
But....it wasn't within the first few!
IT WASN'T WITHIN THE FIRST FEW!!

>>24392286
>>24392281
Time to run like a little bitch and hope they can't catch up.

>>24392314
Soooo.... let's play ourselves up as an agent of the Black Lady and GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE.

>duresucc negress
Captcha's got the idear.

>>24392286
at least let us getaway with only damage and not detection!

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Rolled 83

>>24392249
Obviously Captain is also cursed by a shit-snake. Sorry captain.

>>24392279
Well he take a 100 as a auto success so the opposite of that would of course be...
>>24392286
Oh lord. Shadow Master you know what you must do. 100 auto win... and a 1...

Rolled 93

>>24392196
I haven't rolled yet

>nat 1 as well

Do you suppose we'd survive jumping out of the window?

>>24392286
We're going to have to jump out a window while screaming "THIS IS ALL JUST A BIG MISUNDERSTANDING!" aren't we?

>>24392352
Woops, didn't mean to roll again.

>>24392355 SHHHHHHH
STOP IT CAPTAIN!!!

>>24392347
nonononono

no allying ourselves with forces considered evil by fuck-all everybody

Raziel's gaze locks on your position behind the tapestry.

"Darkness?" the duke demands. "In my castle?!"

"An elemental, no less," Raziel says. "A parasite, no doubt. I'll handle this."

You feel a stone cold grip on your heart. But what can you do? There's nowhere to run! You shrink back further, trying to reduce your presence...

Raziel's hand behinds to glow like white fire.

"Now, Raziel," Uriel begins. "Show restraint. You wouldn't want to - "

A beam of light explodes from his palm.

BOOM

The wall of the castle erupts with fire. The light sears you, and then you're in open air, falling, tumbling! You slam into the castle wall and keep falling!

>you've taken 10 damage (11/21 HP remains)

What do you do?!

>dig into the wall to slow your descent
>hit the ground and take the hit. You've got to get away!
>something else

>>24392383
Just trying to deflect blame from Vellik and Flint here. Don't mean to actually ally ourselves.

It is over. The end is nigh. Our doom has reared it's ugly head.
And that head has the hat of a captain upon it.

Rolled 66

>>24392383
i believe he meant act, as in pretend to be a spy

>something else
spread ourselves very thin and glide down

>>24392401
>behinds
begins*

>>24392401
slow decent but push off as we reach the ground

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>>24392401
>dig into the wall to slow your descent and then GET THE FUCK OUTTA DODGE.

>>24392401
take the hit, flee like a motherfucker.

>>24392437
no gliding, gotta go fast

>>24392401
leave a shadow sphere behind us, so it looks like we disappeared!

>>24392442
>>24392454
slow descent = more light beam potshots

I say we gogogo, fast as we fucking can

>>24392454
Seconded

>>24392401
>dig into the wall to slow your descent

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>>24392401

>>24392469
try this, but lets gtfo after we slow down

>>24392491
second

>>24392401

You've decided to try to slow your descent by digging into the wall. You'll then try to push off the ground as fast as possible to keep your momentum.

Roll 1d100

>normally I only take the first couple of rolls, but 100s and 1s are auto-takes

Rolled 2

>>24392401
INK PARACHUTE

>>24392401
>dig into the wall to slow your descent
Also let's hide like a motherfucker. Any shadow, any crack in the wall, and we hide!

Rolled 9

>>24392525
DON'T FAIL US NOW DICE

Rolled 88

>>24392525

Rolled 81

>>24392525
>>24392526
ah fuck

Rolled 82

>>24392525
Please do better than >>24392526

Rolled 39

>>24392525
Let's do this!

Rolled 27

>>24392525

>>24392526
shit
was replying to >>24392401 and left dice in
but i guess its in now

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>>24392547
>>24392555
>>24392557
Wheeew.

Rolled 84

>>24392525

Once again, to test this luck.
I invoke the power of baby seals; for, THIS- ROLL!

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Rolled 50

>>24392562
>>24392560
>>24392543
>>24392526
The dice of these posts should do as pic states.

Rolled 100

>>24392525
rolling

>>24392526
Well that was close.

Also, we need to remember this Raziel is an ass. Uriel seemed a little more laid back and at least didn't blast us on the spot.

>>24392565

Nah

I only count dice when they're in reply to a locked-in decision. Your roll does nothing.

This is to keep things slightly more organized for myself.

>>24392582
.... I have no words

>>24392580
I need to get way better at that stopping rolling thing

>>24392582
Fuck yes!

>>24392582
AHA

>>24392582
GOAL!

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>>24392582
>>24392582
>>24392582
>>24392582

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>>24392582
You would make a fine livermancer.

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>>24392582

>>24392582
YOU BLOODY BRILLIANT SON OF A GUN

I LOVE YOU

>>24392582
The dice gods must be having a fun time messing with us tonight.

>>24392632
Oh Jesus, do you think they're the same ones that fucked with us in TG Meta Quest?

>>24392647
This quest in general has had an unusual number of 100s and 1s.

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BATTLE MUSIC ACTIVATE

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dJ-QLl5qjLg

>>24392582

You form a hand with your body...

...your Fist crushes into the castle wall! Stone and mortar are chipped out as you drag yourself down. You strike the ground hard, but land on your feet. You blast out as fast as your can!

SHEEEWWWW
BOOOM

Light explodes behind you! The force carries you forward even faster!

You spare a moment the glance over your shoulder...

...Raziel is flying down out the hole he made in the duke's castle! He's preparing another magical attack, and all four of his swords are drawn, floating in the air around him!

You realize you've landed at the airship dock. Crates and supplies are all around you. The dynamo within the craft thrums at your senses. People are screaming, scattering away from the explosions. You can feel mages condensing around your position.

If you're caught in the open, Vellik will have no choice but to disown you.

What do you do?

>run for the airship and hide in the engine room
>hid in the supplies
>try to blend into the fleeing crowd
>something else
>run for the airh

>>24392736
>>try to blend into the fleeing crowd

Rolled 39

>>24392736
>try to blend into the fleeing crowd

we will see if this angle will fire into civilians