>>29177944
>Emily looks kind of traumatised. Comfort her first.
We'd be a shitty roommate otherwise. Also, talking might help with the shock.

>>29177944
>You can’t play Arcadia.
Awwwww!
>Emily looks kind of traumatised. Comfort her first.
then.

Lock the doors and window. Take your glasses apart and let it dry out/inspect the damage.

>>29177944
>>Start cleaning your glasses.

Screw Emily.

>>29177944
>Shower.

>>29178256
She just got attacked by her fire-elemental boyfriend, I don't think now's the time for lesbian antics.

>>29178115
>>29178159

Seconding these with an actual roll.

Rolled 74

>>29178341
...god damn it.

>>29178115 >>29178159 >>29178341


You're not really good at this stuff, but Emily's looking both upset and guilty.

"Are you sure you're okay?" you ask.

Emily shakes her head a little. "No, I mean. I'm fine, except for this burn." She touches her cheek gingerly. "Ash, what the hell happened? Oh God, this is my fault. I was the one who made you go out there."

"It's okay, it's okay. I don't think anyone could have predicted that. Whatever it was." You pat her shoulder and she smiles at you.

"My hands are shaking," she says. "You were so brave Ash. I can't believe you tried to tell that guy off." She laughs a bit nervously and then to your utter surprise throws her arms around your neck. "I'm so glad you were there. I owe you bigtime, you know?"

You flinch, your arms held down by your sides. You don't really hang around with huggy people, and you weren't expecting it. "I'm sorry," she draws back sharply, sensing your discomfort. "Oh, you're covered in soda. How about you shower and I'll break out some emergency chocolate?"

It's probably a good idea. You make sure the window is fully shut, and the lock in place before heading off to the shower. There are no bugs, just hot water and steam, and when you get back out Emily is holding your bat.

"Jess brought it back," she says. You have no clue who Jess is. The end is all charred and blackened, but the bat still retains its integrity. It's cool and damp from the rain. "I told her we were doing a science experiment," Emily said.

>"We should report this to someone."
>"Where's that chocolate?"
>Work on your glasses.
>Write in.
You can't play Arcadia.

>>29178476
>>Work on your glasses.

>>29178476
>Work on your glasses.
>"Where's that chocolate?"
I think we've earned that chocolate.

>>29178476
>"Where's that chocolate?"
We need levity!

Rolled 95

>>29178476
Examine the glasses to make sure they're going to be functional.

"Emily... can I see your phone for a second?"

Check the missed calls from Mike. See if there's anything... weird going on. With her permission, of course.

>>29178579
Good idea. There's a chance it was a freak coincidence, but...unlikely.

>>29178476
>>29178579
Ya, maybe Emily should call Mike. Fat chance, but maybe he's experienced some strange shit too?

>>29178544
>>29178518
You rest the bat against the end of your bed rather than putting it away for now.

"So where's that chocolate?" you ask. You realise the microwave's going.

"Ah, nearly ready," Emily says. "I thought this definitely deserved fresh mug cake."

"You have all the ingredients for- actually, I'm not surprised." Emily takes up more than her fair share of the bar fridge. You sit at your desk.

>>29178619
"Emily, can I see your phone for a second?"

"Um, sure." She hands it to you. "I should probably call Mike and let him know we're okay."

"He didn't know anything was wrong in the first place," you point out. The last call was from Mike. It doesn't look like he's tried to get through since, however. "But maybe you should call him, see if anything weird's happened on his end."

"Ha, I knew you got good marks for a reason. That's a great idea." You get the impression Emily was hoping for a reason to call Mike. The microwave dings and Emily swops you a mug full of hot chocolate cake for her phone.

It's too hot to eat, so while Emily calls Mike and you wait for it to cool, you take a look at your glasses.

1d100 DC 60

Rolled 73

>>29178724

Rolled 6

>>29178724
Burn some incense first. Sacrifice a chicken. "If you won't help me, then fuck you, Jo-Bu, I do it myself."

Examine the glasses.

Anybody who gets that reference is my hero.

Rolled 65

>>29178724
C'mon!

>>29178766
The light rain wasn't enough to cause any damage; your glasses are water resistant, after all, and the soda was aimed at your clothes, and missed the glasses entirely. Now all you have to do is see if the heat's caused any damage. You start running diagnostics.

"Mike! Are you okay?" Emily's managed to get through. "Well, cause things have been a bit weird here. Where are you? - No, I'm not judging you. It's Saturday night; go party, I don't care. But you definitely weren't here at any point, right?"

You listen with half an ear, paying more attention to your glasses.

"Then what the hell was all that 'you get what you deserve' stuff?"

Just break up with him already, you think. Your glasses look okay. The battery seems to be unaffected. You sigh with relief, and put them back on your head. That was lucky.

"Pfft. There are boys other than you, Mike. I'll talk to you later." Emily hangs up. "I think he was trying to make me jealous by going to some party and calling me." She puts down her phone and picks up her mug of cake. "A few hours ago, that probably would have worked. He hasn't noticed anything strange though."

"How are your glasses?" she asks.

"They seem fine. No immediate problems anyway." The cake's pretty good.

> "Just ditch Mike."
> "What is his problem anyway?"
> "Don't ever ask me to do anything like that again."
>Write in.
>Play Arcadia.

>>29179038
>>Play Arcadia.

>>29179038
>> "Just ditch Mike."
Fuck Mike, that guy's like, 30% responsible for this mess or something. And an asshole.

Rolled 53

>>29179038
"Emily, just dump him. He sounds like a douchebag. You're right - there are plenty of other guys in the world. Girls, too. I'm not judging, just throwing that out there."

Trying to tease her, but with as awkward as we are, it might come off as flirting. Who knows.

>>29179038
> "What is his problem anyway?"
Also, are they eating mug-brownies?

>>29179038
>> "Just ditch Mike."
>> "What is his problem anyway?"
What a douchebag.

>>29179075
are we waifuing already?

>>29179038
> "Just ditch Mike."

>>29179038
> "Just ditch Mike. I swear, you ever have problems with him again - obviously you will if you don't - you're on your own."

Rolled 48

>>29179136
Not really. It's not supposed to be flirty, but with Ash's lack of human interaction and Emily currently being all up in our bidniz, who knows how she'll take it.

>>29179070
>>29179075
>>29179078
"What's his problem anyway?" you ask.

"He's one of those guys who the girls really like, so he's always been surrounded by drama. Not all of it's his fault, and I don't do drama." She catches your raised eyebrow. "Okay, I didn't do drama. I thought I could just like, be cool. The cool girlfriend. So I went along with whatever."

>>29179070
>>29179075
"Emily, just dump him. He sounds like a douchebag. You're right - there are plenty of other guys in the world. Girls, too. I'm not judging, just throwing that out there."

Emily laughs, "Man, I never thought I'd be getting relationship advice from you. Most of your friends are guys right?" She shrugs, "Maybe I will. After tonight, he just doesn't seem so important. Like he's more trouble than he's worth." She sighs, "It means I'll have to go back to taking the bus though."

"You can't date a guy for his car."

"What about you then?" She narrows her eyes slyly. "All those nerdy friends of yours, but no boyfriend. Or girlfriend, 'just throwing that out there.'"

How did you get yourself into this conversation? You hide behind your mug.

>"Studies are more important."
>"Dating friends is a bad idea."
>"I don't like any of them like that."
>Write in.
>Play Arcadia.

Rolled 74

>>29179254
"It just so happens that there aren't a lot of women into my hobbies locally, and before the internet was a thing, you took what you can get. Besides, I don't date them and I wouldn't. If I wanted to date somebody like me, I'd just stay home and m-"

Clear your throat. Consume cake.

>>29179254
>Play Arcadia.
We awkward now

>>29179254
>"Studies are more important."
More like Arcadia is more important.

>>29179254
>"Y-you too."
>Play Arcadia

>>29179254
[x] >>29179291
hahahaha yes

>>29179254
>Play Arcadia.
3DPD

>>29179291
>29179254
>"It just so happens that there aren't a lot of women into my hobbies locally, and before the internet was a thing, you took what you can get. Besides, I don't date them and I wouldn't. If I wanted to date somebody like me, I'd just stay home and m-"

seconding

>>29179254
As it so happens, I DO have a girlfriend. Her name is Lily and I think I'll go spend time with her now, thankyouverymuch
> Play Arcadia

>>29179291 >>29179351
>>29179320

"It just so happens that there aren't a lot of women into my hobbies locally, and before the internet was a thing, you took what you can get. Besides, I don't date them and I wouldn't. If I wanted to date somebody like me, I'd just stay home and m-"

Emily is laughing now. "I can't tell," she says. "If you're just trying to make me laugh or not. You sound so serious. I'm sorry." She puts her mug down and tries not to laugh. "And your face is all red, cause of the burn, but it makes you look really embarrassed."

You sigh. Which doesn't seem to help, although Emily seems very successfully cheered up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Speaking of burns, here. I dug this out. Aloe vera will help your skin. I bought it last summer, but it's still good."

"Oh, thanks." She hands you a tube of some kind of skin cream. It does feel nice and cool at least. You don't get sunburnt often, even in summer.

"Ugh." Emily wipes her eyes. "I should introduce you to some friends. Maybe we could double date sometime if you're shy."

It's a bit before 11pm.

>"Please don't."
>"Maybe, I guess."
>"Can this conversation end now?"
>Write in.
>Play Arcadia.

>>29179562
>>Play Arcadia.

>>29179562
>"Please don't."
>Play Arcadia.

Rolled 83

>>29179562
"Maybe, but let's discuss it later. I need to make sure these glasses are all right. I won't be able to replace them until next term at least, and I need them to be in one piece. You don't mind, do you?"

>>29179562
>"Please don't."
>Play Arcadia.

>>29179608
changing my vote to this

>>29179673
old vote.

>>29179562
>"Please don't."
>Play Arcadia.
Given her choice of BF, her tastes must be rather shit. Couldn't find a nice, non-drama-magnet guy?

>>29179562
>"Please don't."
>Play Arcadia.

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>>29179604
>>29179606
>>29179608
"Um, I really don't think that would be very...good."

Emily's biting her lips and nodding seriously. You aren't convinced she's going to just drop the idea, however. This really the first time you two have been anything other than polite and cordial. It's like you looked at each other as actual people for the first time.

"Let's discuss it later. I need to make sure these glasses are all right. I won't be able to replace them until next term at least, and I need them to be in one piece. You don't mind, do you?" There really is only one way to escape right now. You scrape the last of the cake from the bottom of your mug with the spoon. "But the cake was great, thank you."

"Uh huh. You can't date a game, Ash."

You don't dignify that with an answer. All you feel is vertigo.

You're back in the city, standing by the fountain in the marketplace. It's later now. A lot of the stalls have closed, and the streets are much emptier. The fisherman and the piece of tile have gone. Only fish remain.

The cafes and bars around the edge of the markets are still open. There's no sign of Lily.

>Explore.
>Contact Lily.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

>>29179795
Equip our bow. Go grind levels on rats.

There are ALWAYS rats.

>Explore.

>>29179795
>Explore.
Careful of meat wandering in the alleys. There aren't a lot of players around to help you if they jump out fighting.

>>29179795
>Contact Lily.

>>29179795
Look at the fountain.

>>29179795
>>Contact Lily.
May as well.
>Explore if she isn't around.

>>29179795
>Explore.
We find Lily...eventually.

>>29179910
>>29179877
You take out your mirror and select contacts. When you attempt to contact Lily, her smile is soon replaced by a more animated picture. She's looking down into her mirror, and you can see stars behind her, and the wind ruffling her hair.

"Hi Liandra," she says cheerfully.

"What are you up to?" you ask.

"I'm helping a friend right now. That's the downside of this artifact. Everyone knows you can get there fast; I do a lot of rescue missions."

She seems busy. "I'll talk to you later then?"

"Sure. Have fun."

>>29179838
>>29179845
>>29179863>>29180008

You decide to explore, but carefully. You step up onto the edge of the fountain and take a good look around.

You spot Lily's acquaintance and his two friends talking at a table. You can see the city gates on the other side of the markets. You can also try the streets away from the markets, or take some stairs and head for the towers and walkways above the city.

>Lily's acquaintance.
>City gates.
>Backstreets.
>Head upstairs.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

Rolled 95

>>29180064
Head upstairs.

We gorilla warfare sniper now.

>>29180064
>>Head upstairs.

>>29180064
>Head upstairs.
Let's look for more landmarks

>Write in.
Wasn't there something special in the fountain we ignored in order to check in with the outside world? Lets look at that.

>>29180064
>Head upstairs.
Exploration!

>>29180064
>Head upstairs.
meat pls go and stay go

Rolled 86

>>29180126
QM said the tile was gone.

>>29180126
Let's give it a glance at least, although someone else probably took it already.

>>29180064
>City gates.
Let's buy a HiPoint and de-rez this nigga.

>>29180126
The tile in the fountain is gone. Only fish remain.

>>29180110
>>29180120
>>29180122
>>29180130
>>29180133
You wind your way through the closed stalls and choose one of the stairways at random. You ascend past doorways to little houses, take a walkway across a canal, and keep climbing. You can peer through the occasional lighted window, although mostly you see drowsy NPCs writing or getting ready for bed.

You see those little white birds sleeping in small, soft communities under the eaves of houses, occasionally twittering sleepily. Someone laughs loudly from down below and then a splash. You see a naked (game-naked at least) male player swimming in a canal while his friend watches from the bank.

You wander aimlessly. Under a lamp you see a cluster of those moths, and as you approach they flutter away. One of them clearly carrying something about an inch long and fascinating. You feel it again, that desperate tug. That was yours, once, whatever it is. You feel it in your bones.

>Try and shoot down the moth with your bow.
>Chase it.
>Look away.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

Rolled 41

>>29180338
Shoot the moth, snag the Piece.

Maybe assassinate the swimmer and his friend and steal their shit too. Who knows.

We're outraaaaaaaageous!

>>29180338
Preach the fucking moth

>>29180338
>Try and shoot down the moth with your bow.
Time to see how much we suck!

>Try and shoot down the moth with your bow.

>>29180369
Preach is shortrange in the pastebin dude, I think it's too far away. Let's use Pray cause it always seems to do what we want.

>>29180338
>>Try and shoot down the moth with your bow.

>>29180362
>>29180373
>>29180385

That first roll makes the DC.

You smoothly draw an arrow from your quiver and let it fly. It skewers the moth, and its two bright, red and gold wings detach as your arrow continues to fly off into the dark. The tiny object plummets towards the canal.

>Dive for it and risk the drop.
>Look for a safer way down.
>Use ability.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

>>29180446
>Pray

>>29180446
>PRAY for tentacles

Rolled 75

>>29180446
Flying dive and grab. Maybe recover the arrow too if we know where it landed.

~~~Elsewhere~~~

"Oh, Darling, I couldn't be happier!"

"Nor I, my love!"

"Who'd have thought we'd meet here, in this world, where the twin curses of time and distance would have kept us apart forever?"

"It's truly a wondrous thing, my love!"

Suddenly, a window breaks!

"D-darling! Noooooooooooooooooo!"

>>29180504
>>29180470

You slam your hands together and PRAY. As you'd hoped, your left arm uncoils, suckers sprouting along its length, a ropy limb of pure muscle about fifteen feet long.

The tiny object is a lot harder to grab than Lily was. Especially when you don't have an available opposable thumb

1d100 DC 60

Rolled 30

>>29180650

Rolled 100

>>29180650

Rolled 84

>>29180676
hurf durf i am teh retardeds
>>29180685
but at least im not that guy

Rolled 77

>>29180650

Rolled 27

>>29180685
...fuck...

>>29180685
Looks like we're diving in after all.

>>29180506
>>29180685
AND THEN TENTACLES
BAD END FOR THEM

>>29180685
So close! You can feel the piece touch the end of your temporary limb and you lean out further, trying to juggle it so you can grab it properly.

And your promptly fall off the walkway and into the canal. You also lose track of the piece. You plummet down into the water and land with an ungraceful splash. It's not that deep, and your momentum carries you to the bottom, where you bang your shoulder.

You flail about for the surface and when your head breaches it, you hear the amused voice of the swimmer calling to ask if you're all right. And above you, you see a great swarm of moths gathering, swirling in the lantern light.

>Warn the other players about the moths.
>Dive and look for the piece again.
>Use ability.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

>>29180818
>>Dive and look for the piece again.

>>29180818
>FORESIGHT
If this game has a moth god, he is obviously MAD AS FUCK. Good thing moths can't swim.

Rolled 20

>>29180818
Does Foresight just boost DC? If not, maybe we can use it to find it?

Rolled 47

>>29180818
Dive and look for the piece. Hopefully we'll drown down there and not have to face the embarrassment.

>>29180867
Boosts DC in combat. We're not in combat yet.

Rolled 15

>>29180818
>>Use ability.
Foresight

>>29180904
>>29180867
>>29180866

FORESIGHT!

Oh God this is confusing. You see potential moths everywhere except underwater, and you see potential yous both climbing out to fight and diving down to search. You concentrate, focusing on that split second, searching for that successful future.

1d100 DC 90

Rolled 34

>>29180958
Now: We have to roll above 90, or below? I can't recall.

Either way, worse comes to worst, we'll just Pray all the moths and sift through their corpses.

Rolled 40

>>29180958

Rolled 47

>>29180958
nat100

Rolled 20

>>29180958
Man, fuck this.

Preach down the mass of moths.

>>29180978
Roll below to pass.

You spot it; you're good at sifting information quickly, and you take a deep breath and dive. Behind you, you can hear moths landing on the surface of the water like raindrops. You swim down into the gloom, brushing aside fish. You know where to find what you seek, and your questing fingers bush the stone floor of the canal, and close around a small fragment of something.

You head for the surface. When you look around, you see a woman in a long cloak swinging a mace with both hands in the middle of the swarm of moths, while her aquatically-minded friend swears a blue streak trying to put his trousers on with one hand and swat the moths away with the other.

The moths clearly bite. You can see bloody little marks on his skin.

The moths that alighted on the water in your wake take to the air again, but you can keep safe just by ducking your head under the water.

>Help out the other players.
>Quietly swim away.
>Use ability.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

Quietly swim away

Rolled 21

>>29181122
Help out. It's kind of your fault.

"Cover your ears!"

No idea if that actually works.

And...

Preach.

Rolled 97

>>29181122
>Use ability.
Preach the little shits, and yell for them to dive in the water.

>>29181122
Tell the other players to swim away.

>Help out the other players.
>Use ability.
lets try to get close as possible and PREACH

>>29181122
>>Help out the other players.
Bat the moths with your staff.

>>29181159
>>29181172
>>29181202


You surge towards the moths and since the players are still out of range, you PREACH. Every moth in a sphere around you explodes in a shower of scales. They glitter as they fall into the water, and you are suddenly surrounded by fish. You see their mouths breaking the surface as they suck up the remains of the moths.

You've reduced the swarm by half, and the woman is swinging her mace in a circle, a pile of dead moths at her feet. "That's more like it!" she says with satisfaction. Her friend gives up on his trousers and starts stabbing at them with a dagger he took from his pile of gear.

It looks like you have the upper hand now. The moths are dwindling.

>Climb out and help mop up the rest with your staff.
>Start shooting them with your bow.
>Leave the others to it.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

Rolled 60

>>29181387
>Climb out and help mop up the rest with your staff.
Time to make friends

>>29181387
>>Climb out and help mop up the rest with your staff.

Rolled 52

>>29181387
"You got this? I'm kind of out of powers now, and my bow won't be much help?" Still, rally to their side. Remember, people: We're pretending not to be the uber-class.

Rolled 43

>>29181419
I thought we sold the staff,

>Climb out and help mop up the rest with your staff.

>>29181448
We sold the knives. The staff was worthless.

>>29181416
>>29181419
>>29181430

You climb out of the canal and haul yourself up onto the bank. You swop your bow for your staff and start swinging at the moths. Naked guy isn't a lot of use with his dagger, but the three of your manage to knock most of them out of the air.

Eventually the survivors flutter off.

"Well, that was a new one," the woman says. She's got short white hair, and is pretty brawny. "I didn't know you could piss them off. Thanks for helping out," she says to you. "What did you do to make them mad?"

Her friend, still in his underwear, stretches out on the ground with a groan, and you can see his bites starting to heal.

>"I shot one."
>"I shot one taking this little piece of pottery."
>"I don't really know."
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

>>29181541
>>"I shot one."

>>29181541
>>"I don't really know."
Don't tell them too much! They'll think we're a weirdo!

As well, we should introduce ourselves.

>>29181541
>"I shot one. For science."

>>29181541
>"I shot one. For science."
The only correct answer.

>>29181578
>>29181590
>>29181584
"I shot one, for science."

They grin at your comment and then exchange a glance. "Maybe they get mad if they're in a big enough group," the woman says.

"Yeah, I mean, even a handful of them would be no challenge at all. You need a lot to make it count," he friend says.

"I'm Liandra," you introduce yourself.

"I'm Trish and this is Shrike," the woman says, gesturing over her shoulder at her friend. "He's not normally naked."

"Hello," he says. His wounds, fairly slight, have already healed, and he sits up. "You heard her earlier," he says to Trish. "She's a Prophet. She could help us."

"Hm. Maybe. Hey Liandra, you know about the slaves, right? You want to help us wake one up?"

>"Sure!"
>"What does it involve?"
>"I'm busy, sorry."
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

>"Sure!"

>>29181760
"Eh..."
Contact Lily. She never clearly explained why she doesn't want the slaves woken.

"I thought only Avatars (class with Pray) could wake them."

>>29181760
>"What does it involve?"
Note to self: when around other players, only use Prophet abilities.

So I just looked through the pastebin.
>Mirror (This is how you access your inventory and character sheet, and how you quit the game.)
Does this mean Meat can't quit the game, since they don't have a mirror?
also
>Fragment of Mirror
Now I think I understand why Lily was so disturbed...

>>29181760
>>"What does it involve?"

>>29181760
"Why? Curiosity?"

>>29181812
>>29181814
You're a bit uncertain. You hide the piece of pottery - you think it's pottery - away without letting the others see. You'll look at it later, although right now you feel happy to know it's there; you have a warm sense of satisfaction, like you've got something to look forward to.

"What does it involve? I thought only Avatars could wake them."

Shrike starts putting his clothes on while Trish kicks the corpses of the moths into the canal, where the fish quickly make short work of them.

"Avatars can energise them," Trish says. "Anyone can wake them, but they're just slow. Really though, our problem is one of people. Two aren't really enough. City slaves are tough to get to."

"Why do you want to wake them? Curiosity?"

"Well yeah," Shrike says. He approaches, now fully dressed in lightweight leather armour, he also carries a bow similar to yours. "We've been out the front gates a fair bit, but it's pretty well explored. We want to see whats on the other side of the chasm to the east. And that means waking the slave, and hoping none of those bridge busters break it before it's finished."

>"The slave on the other side's already at work."
>"Why can't you get enough people?"
>Contact Lily.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

>>29182050
>"The slave on the other side's already at work."

Rolled 75

>>29182050
"Oh, that guy? He's already awake and working on the bridge. Any idea why people keep breaking the bridges?"

>>29182050
>>"The slave on the other side's already at work."

>"The slave on the other side's already at work."

>>29182050
>>"The slave on the other side's already at work."
>>"Why can't you get enough people?"

They're both related questions.

>>29182068
"The slave on the other side's already at work."

"Really?" Trish grins. "That's great news. We might actually get the bridge finished. A slave on each end will finish it twice as fast."

"Yeah, we should try for the slave here as soon as possible," Shrike agrees.

"Why do people keep breaking bridges?" you ask.

"Hm." Trish sighs and shrugs.

"Because some people are arseholes," Shrike says. "It really costs you if you die, so some people want to prevent other players for going out into the world so much."

"To be fair," Trish adds. "The last time someone found the city slave, everyone knew where it was. Whenever it was put back to sleep, someone woke it up. And then, one day, it was hidden again. Somewhere else. Once something gets found too often, it gets hidden again."

"So what," Shrike says. "Half the fun is finding it."

"A lot of people find it frustrating. If a bridge stays up for too long, too many people get across, and whole bits of land get reshuffled."

"Why can't you get enough people?"

"We could join up with Mason's group, but then we'd have to split anything we find five ways. And Mason's so well known probably other people would join on the way. Less for everyone."

"Better if we go at night," Shrike says.

>"Okay, I'll help."
>"I might leave you to it."
>Call Lily.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

>>29182322
>>"Okay, I'll help."

>>29182322
>>Call Lily.
We don't need to go across the bridge, there's nothing for us to gain. We need to ask someone who knows better if we should try to stop them or let them be.

>"Okay, I'll help."

>>29182322
>"Okay, I'll help."
>"So they tear the bridges down because the land getting shuffled would be inconvenient for them? That's pretty selfish."
>"Though I suppose things would be boring without an excuse for PVP."

>>29182322
This is all sounding a bit shifty. Maybe we should let Lily know what's going on.

>>29182439
Lily already knows that people want to build bridges. She is fine with us doing it too.

>>29182322
>Call Lily.

>>29182439
Or we could judge for ourselves and, if they go full murderhobo, hit them with some lolhax tentacles.

>>29182476
Yeah, be that as it may, the way these two are talking about it with "Going at night" and "Not splitting the loot too far," I'm smelling ambush. We might be able to take out one random Meat, but two classed individuals?

>>29182322
Actually, why don't we just fly over the chasm? Use pray to grow wings.

>>29182512
All of our abilities are on cooldown and our spirit is low. Our only decent weapon is a bow and not something that can defend against an overhead mace. We can't fight these guys.

>>29182531
This is a good point too. Maybe they're shady and lying about why they can't get people to go with them.

>>29182612
Err not everyone wants to be part of a guild.

Still we should be careful not to get ambushed.

>>29182370
>>29182428
>>29182430
"Okay, I'll help." What the hell, it sounds like fun.

"Yes, we are go," Shrike grins.

"So they tear the bridges down because the land getting shuffled would be inconvenient for them? That's pretty selfish."

"Getting places is the point of the game," Trish says. "It would get a bit boring if you could just walk across a bridge to get anywhere you wanted to."

"I suppose things would be boring without an excuse for PVP."

"It makes more sense than randomly assigning two sides that fight over nothing," Trish says.

Shrike doesn't look convinced, but he doesn't argue either. "As long as we get across. It looks nice over there."

Trish hefts her mace over her shoulder, "Let's go."

"Adventure!" Shrike says. They lead you up a flight of stairs, and across the city, always heading in what you assume is an easterly direction - you can't actually tell. You've lost sight of the markets, and have no other reference point.

They don't talk much, but seem to be in good spirits. Occasionally you have to cross one of the stone walkways between the towers. Each can be turned via a stone lever.

They stop at a window in a tower, and point at a huge building across a street. You notice there are no doors, and no walkways connect to its towers.

"We think it's in there. It has to be. Well, everyone's worked out that much. No one's figured out how to get in, except us. We think, anyway."

>"I'm having second thoughts."
>"I'm ready."
>"I'm just going to call a friend first."
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

>>29182709
"Hold on. Just have to message a friend before we go in."

>>29182709
>>"I'm just going to call a friend first."
We can at least let her know what's going on.

>>29182740
>>29182778
"I'm just going to call a friend before we go in," you say.

They shrug. "Alright, we've got some time," Trish says. "While you're at it, you might want to lie down. You used your ability once already. May as well go in full."

Your glasses chime. It's midnight.

>Lie down to talk.
>Stay standing.

You take out your mirror, and try to contact Lily, wondering if she's even still online.

When she answers, you can see she's lying on the ground, the earth under her head black and loamy. She looks grim and you can see dried blood encrusted in her hair. You can hear thunder in the background.

"Hey Liandra," she says, managing a faint smile. "How's it going?"

>Tell her what you're up to.
>Ask her what happened.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

>>29182937
>>Lie down to talk.
>>29182937
>>Ask her what happened.

>Lie down to talk.
>Ask her what happened.

>>29182937
Lie down.

"Lily? Oh my god, are you ok- wait, that would have been a dumb question. What happened? Do you need a rescue?"

>>29182957
>>29183007
You lie down on the floor of the room you're in, and the dull ache in your shoulder fades. Trish and Shrike sit at the window, observing the building and conversing quietly.

"Lily? Oh my god, are you ok- wait, that would have been a dumb question. What happened? Do you need a rescue?"

She smiles at you, "Thank you for the offer, but you're days away at best. I'm okay for now. I survived." She takes a deep breath. "There was a lot of meat in the Thunderlands - that storm you saw. They took control of the lightning bridge, and just attacked everyone they saw until we fought them off."

"I don't know why. This has never happened before. We managed to kill most of them now, but we're going to bust the lightning bridge. Untether the Thunderlands, which is what a bunch of people wanted to do anyway."

"Liandra," she sits up. "Look." She goes through her pockets and holds up three shards of mirror. "Some of the meat had these. Something strange is going on. Mason's not online right now, but if you see him, can you ask him to put his feelers out - see what anyone else knows? The meat's up to something."

>Tell her what you're up to.
>Ask Shrike and Trish if they know anything.
>Abandon Shrike and Trish and start heading for the Thunderlands anyway.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

>>29183224
>>Ask Shrike and Trish if they know anything.

>Ask Shrike and Trish if they know anything.

>>29183224
"Wait... meat don't have mir- did those come from other classed players!?"

>>29183224
>>Ask Shrike and Trish if they know anything.
>>Abandon Shrike and Trish and start heading for the Thunderlands anyway.
She's our friend and we're not abandoning her and we'll help her on her adventures too

>>29183264
Meat have mirrors. How would they access the in game menu if not?

>>29183302
Didn't somebody higher up mention they don't, since they don't get abilities or something?

>>29183325

See >>29181906

WE have a piece of a mirror. We got it off Meat as well. We have no idea what is going on.

>>29183251
>>29183262
>>29183264

"Hey guys, the Thunderlands just got attacked by a bunch of meat."

"What?" Shrike asks. "How? The Thunderlands is really hard to get to."

"They held a lightning bridge. My friend says they're going to break it."

"Wow," Trish says. They stare at you with amazement.

"So you don't know anything?"

"Well sometimes big groups of people get together just to PvP. It's happened before, but lay siege to a city, that would take a lot of organizing."

"You remember that guy," Shrike says.

"The "player hunter"?" Trish wiggles her fingers in air quotes. "He was an idiot, and hope he fell off an edge."

"Yeah, but he was saying something about a new guild or something, remember? Maybe this is it." He shrugs. "Sorry, that's all I can think of that's relevant."

Lily gets up off the ground, the image on the mirror showing a storm torn sky for a few moments, and glimpse of her floating lawn. "Okay," she says. "I'm going to go and help bust the bridge. You be really careful. Most of these guys will be scattered now they're dead, but they'll still be out there somewhere. And then I need to sleep, I think."

>"Wait!" Tell her what you're up to.
>Goodbye.
>"I'm coming to help."
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

>Goodbye.

>>29183508
>>"I'm coming to help."
Let's join her! Campaigning across the gameworld fighting a muderous guild with your buddies! It's like you guys don't even like adventure.

>>29183508
"I'm coming to help. No way am I leaving you in the lurch! What's the fastest way to get there? Is there in-game fast travel?"

>>29183508
>>Goodbye.

>>29183616
I think floating clumps of dirt is the fast-travel. She said it'd take us days to get there. Going to her is stupid, we should wait until she finishes and comes back.

>Goodbye.
Guys, days away. By the time we get there it will be over. The only reason she is so quick is because she managed to create her floating land.

>>29183508
>Goodbye.

>>29183683
>>29183661
>>29183551
"Are you sure I can't help?" you ask.

She smiles and shakes her head. "Not yet. Find some pieces of Arcadia, get a few levels, and then you can talk. I'll see you later."

The mirror returns to your own reflection. Shrike and Trish are watching you.

"I'm glad your friend's okay," Trish says. "Are you ready to go?"

>"Let's go and get some levels."
>"I've changed my mind."
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

>>29183776
>>"Let's go and get some levels."

>>29183776
>>"Let's go and get some levels."

>>29183776
"Let's go grind some levels." Ready the staff, fire in our eyes. Then, later, we're going to grind some Meat.

>>29183776
When does Ash go to bed btw? Dont we have classes tomorrow?

>>29183844
Fuck 'em.

>>29183844
It's Saturday night/very early Sunday morning. A few minutes past midnight.

>>29183792
>>29183794
>>29183799

"Let's go and get some levels." You don't really care all that much about the save, but the the thought of treasure and exp points fire you up.

"Rock on," Shrike says.

"How old are you again?" Trish asks, rolling her eyes. They lead you out across a walkway between two towers. "Okay, here's the plan." She points to a window, high on one of the towers of the building opposite. "When this walkway is in mid swing, it should be possible to jump across to there."

"And if it's not we die horribly but quickly," Shrike adds.

"I'll go first," Trish says. "And I'll catch you two if you miss, or I'll try. Gotta get your timing right though." She nods at Shrike and he hurries back to the wheel. You back off to give Trish a run-up, and watch closely to determine timing.

Shrike swings the walkway back and forth a couple of times before Trish launches herself off the end. The low gravity sends her neatly through the window.

A few moments later she sticks her head out. "All clear. Shrike'll have to spin the wheel and run for his turn, so you're next, Liandra."

1d100 DC 55

Rolled 24

>>29183960

Rolled 21

>>29183960
"-zythisiscrazythiSISCRAZYTHISISCRAZYAAAAAARGH!"

Rolled 65

>>29183960

>>29184009
>>29184021
good enough.

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>>29184009
>>29184021
"-zythisiscrazythiSISCRAZYTHISISCRAZYAAAAAARGH!" You leap off into space, swinging your arms like a champion longjumper.

Trish catches your arm as you leap through the window, but she didn't have to. The lowered gravity really made a difference, and when you glance back you're stunned by the gap you jumped.

You're in a room tiled with lapis lazuli. Stairs lead up, and stairs lead down. There's a carved wooden table with a vase on it, but the vase is empty when you peer into it.

"Heere I gooo!" Shrike's foot catches on the edge of the window as he hurls himself through and he lands on his face, but safe and sound.

"You okay?" Trish asks.

"I'm good." He gets up and immediately peers into the vase as well. "Nothin'."

"Okay we're halfway up one of the front towers," Trish says, keeping her voice down. "The slave will be underneath somewhere, probably." She glances at your bow. "I'll go first since you guys are ranged."

Your way is lit by ornate wrought iron lanterns. The entire building seems to be lined with mosaics, and the affect is a little eye-watering.

You creep downstairs, Shrike and Trish trying to be as quiet as possible. At the base of the tower, you come to a crossroads.

>Left.
>Right.
>Big ornate double doors in front of you.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

Rolled 52

>>29184225
Uh, any defining features other then Left or Right? if not then
>Right
'cause those big ass doors aren't at all subtle.

>>29184225
>>Left.

>Left.
Check out ALL the things.

We won't get a chance to do so once we wake up the slave since I bet that sorta thing causes a ping to go out.

>>29184225
Steal some lapis tiles. Shit'll sell and our inventory's weightless. Check left first.

Rolled 65

>>29184225
NPCs buy cookware and junk, right? Is there anything of note to loot?

>>29184324
>>29184322
>>29184347

The corridors on either side are for all intents and purposes identical. The walls are almost entirely smooth. It would take proper tools to try and prise any of the tiles loose, and would probably make a lot of noise. You could steal the vase, but you only have a belt pouch and a quiver to carry it in, so you'd have to hold it.

You head left, Trish going first. Shrike follows behind you, every so often turning and making sure nothing is coming up behind. The corridor appears to be perfectly straight, and ends in a right angle. You hear a clumping sound from around the corner. Heavy, metallic footsteps.

>Wait in ambush.
>Retreat and go the other way.
>Try and hide in an alcove.
>Forge ahead and meet it.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

>>29184453
Wait in ambush. Make a mental note to buy another beltpouch to keep a loot sack in.

And learn how to fold a sack.

>>29184453
wait in ambush

>Wait in ambush.
two ranged fighters... yup ambush time.

>>29184453
>>Try and hide in an alcove.

>>29184523
>>29184525
You and Shrike stay back a bit, while Trish waits braced just next to the corner. The footsteps clump closer and closer, getting louder and louder.

Stomping around the corner is a shiny metal construct, about eight feet tall. It turns its head and looks at you all through four slitted glass eye-analogs.

"Palace Guard," Shrike murmurs. "Go for the eyes." Trish is already moving, even as it swings a fist at her. She ducks out of the way and smashes her mace into the construct's left knee.

"This is not-" It buzzes. "Alert. Alert."

Shrike looses an arrow.

>Fire arrow at its eyes (DC 60)
>Wade in with your staff. (DC 70)
>Use ability.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

Rolled 78

>>29184647
>Fire arrow at its eyes (DC 60)

Rolled 41

>>29184647
Take aim.

"What did you say to me, you little bitch? Hah, memes..."

Fire at the eyes.

Rolled 34

>>29184647
>>Fire arrow at its eyes (DC 60)

>>29184694
>>29184699
nicely done.

>>29184694
>>29184699
You loose an arrow a split second after Shrike's bounces off the construct's head. Yours skewers one of the slits, and a shower of sparks jets from it, bouncing down over the construct and Trish.

The construct brings its fist down on Trish and she rolls between its legs. She's dented one of the kneecaps quite badly, and you notice the construct doesn't turn smoothly. Clearly your companions have worked out a strategy for these things previously.

It swings again, and trapped against the wall, Trish blocks with her mace.

Shrike looses another arrow. This time it hits.

>Shoot again (DC 60)
>Wade in with the staff (DC 70)
>Use ability.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

Rolled 61

>>29184779
Blow the other eye.

Rolled 15

>>29184779
shoot they eye

Rolled 54

>Shoot again (DC 60)
>>29184779

Rolled 10

>>29184779
>>Shoot again (DC 60)

Rolled 52

>>29184779
[x] Shoot again

>>29184826
>>29184825
>>29184821
>>29184819

You hit again, and again you get a satisfying shower of sparks. It's got one eye left, and Shrike skewers it with another arrow. It shudders, spraying sparks.

"That's not enough to kill it," Shrike explains. "But that's all arrows can do." Swinging wildly, Trish evades its fists, puts one foot on its knee, hauls herself up its chest with one hand and brings her mace down on its head. It rings hollowly, and then tumbles down with a clatter.

Trish steps back, victorious, and brings her mace down on its chest. The chest springs open, and you hear the rattling of coins.

"All right," Shrike hurries forward, and the two of them scoop a couple handfuls of coins out onto the floor, and start dividing it speedily.

"They'll know we're here now," Trish says.

They give you nine coins.

>Argue. You didn't get to count them.
>Grab any of your arrows that survived and prepare to move on.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

>>29184938
>Grab any of your arrows that survived and prepare to move on.
We can jew it up later.

>>29184938
Don't argue, just say that you want to count the coins too next time. Now's not the time to jew.
>Grab any of your arrows that survived and prepare to move on.

>>29184938
>>Grab any of your arrows that survived and prepare to move on.

Rolled 11

>Grab any of your arrows that survived and prepare to move on.

>>29184938
Retrieve ammo and check the body over for anything they might have overlooked. Game mechanics don't seem to be a set-in-stone thing, so maybe some of the metal or bits of robo-works have utility.

Rolled 9

>>29185036
Roll for snagging additional loot.

>>29184962
>>29184978
>>29184988
You retrieve both your arrows from the constructs eye. Shrike only gets back two of the three he fired.

You can hear 'Alert. Alert' echoing down the corridor you came from. Trish forges on, bounding over the remains of the construct. The corridor ends in a blank wall, but there's a door in the right wall.

"Door here," she says. It's carved wood, painted to match the walls and floor. She tries the handle but it's locked. She doesn't waste any time swinging her mace at it, splintering the lock entirely and kicking the door open.

On the other side is what looks like a bedroom and in it is one of the flat-faced NPCs of this city, wrestling with a crossbow. Trish recoils as he fires it into her side.

You can hear clomping feet from somewhere down the corridor but you can't see the construct yet.

>Let them hold off the construct while you attack the NPC
>Ignore the construct, everyone on the NPC.
>You take the construct, let them handle the NPC.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

So... if the opportunity shows itself after this jaunt, would most of you be opposed to betraying them? I can't help but feel it'd be pretty easy after they expend their powers. We can surprise them with Pray and Foresight, brain them with Trish's mace, and get away saying a guardian did it.
Big EXP so we can adventure with Lily sooner, ya?

>>29185124
>>Let them hold off the construct while you attack the NPC

>>29185124
>>Let them hold off the construct while you attack the NPC
They're experienced fighting those things, we can stun this dude with preach and use our staff to bludgeon so he can't bring the crossbow to bear.

>>29185124
>Let them hold off the construct while you attack the NPC
close door
pray for tentacles
loot fluffy crossbow
>>29185140
Nyet. We need to build up a good reputation so that other people help us in the future.

>>29185140
It's not like they'll disappear from the game. They'll respawn and know we're untrustworthy.

So voting against this.

Rolled 25

>>29185140
No, let's not PK without cause. Besides, inside the city, there may be enforcers, or it might be a neutral zone. Let's not be "That Girl" just yet.

>>29185124
Flying dropkick the thing and steal his bow.

Upgrade GET!

>>29185189
>>29185188
They turn into meat. Our rep won't take a hit if the damage looks convincing (or corpses despawn)

>Let them hold off the construct while you attack the NPC

>>29185240
Or they have a way to contact others outside of the game.

>>29185149
>>29185185
>>29185188
>>29185200
"I'll handle this, you take the other thing," you say.

They don't argue. Trish yanks the crossbow bolt out of her side with a grunt of pain and bounds back the way she came.

"Yell if you need backup," Shrike says as he follows her. She's going down to the corner, to pull the same trick again.

The NPC is firing his crossbow. Your companions can't see you, but they can hear what's going on.

>Shoot him with your bow. (DC 60)
>Close in and hit him with your staff. (DC 70)
>Use ability.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

>>29185240
Doesn't matter. We could use allies more than we could use the XP from killing players. Besides, with those Meat carrying around broken mirrors, I'd be a bit hesitant about attacking people in-game anyway.

>>29185289
Kick him in the balls, disarm him, and smack him on the back of the head with the butt of the crossbow.

"And STAY down!"

Rolled 63

>>29185289
Preach, follow up with staff

Rolled 64

>>29185316
Fucking hell, forgot to roll.

>>29185289
Is PRAY silent? If so, use that. Otherwise, just avoid his first shot.

Rolled 84

>Shoot him with your bow. (DC 60)
Aim for the throat or shoulder.

Rolled 5

>>29185351
We can't use any power other then Preach around our allies. They'll find out we're the secret class.

Rolled 98

>>29185289
>>Close in and hit him with your staff. (DC 70)

>all these rolls
>all them fails
lawdy

Rolled 16

>>29185289
>>Close in and hit him with your staff. (DC 70)

>>29185351
You clap your hands together to Pray so it's not silent but not instantly identifiable either.

>>29185414
>>29185324
>>29185382

You swing your staff at him, but trip on the fancy carpet, and miss entirely, crashing into another one of those little tables with vase on it. You knock the vase to the floor and it breaks. The crossbow bolt, at least, goes wide.

The NPC doesn't try and reload, instead drawing a dagger from his flowing robes and running at you with it while you're still crashing into furniture.

1d100 DC 80 to dodge.

Rolled 73

>>29185505

Rolled 44

>>29185505

Rolled 19

>>29185505

>>29185549
Nice work.

Rolled 2

>>29185505
We're sure good at running the fuck away!

Is it carpet, or a rug? If it's a rug, give it a yank and try to topple him.

>>29185523
>>29185546

You dart around behind the little table, out of range of his dagger without much trouble. Good thing nobody saw that. Nobody who's going to live to tell about it, anyway.

You can hear sounds of battle from outside, and the occasional 'Alert.' but you can't tell which side, if any, has the upper hand.

>Hit him with your staff. (DC 70)
>Back off and try your bow (DC 60)
>Use ability.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

Rolled 79

>Hit him with your staff. (DC 70)

Rolled 82

>>29185601
>>Hit him with your staff. (DC 70)

Rolled 57

>>29185601
[x] staff

Rolled 67

>>29185601
>>29185599

My crit demands blood!

>>29185637
>>29185657
>>29185663
dicegods pls

>>29185674
Rolled too late.

>>29185674
Sadly you were too late.

>>29185663
You smack him solidly around the head with your staff. He hisses at you.

"Intruder! Guards!" Well, the guards have been delayed. He kicks the table aside and jabs you with his dagger, but you fend him off with your staff.

Your too close to draw you bow now, unless you turn and run for the other side of the room.

>Staff again (DC 70)
>Try and get some distance.
>Use ability.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

Rolled 86

>>29185818
Grab the bow, turn the NPC toward the window, and give him a Sparta out the window.

Rolled 43

>Staff again (DC 70)
>>29185818

Rolled 18

>>29185818
>>Staff again (DC 70)

No wonder the stall owner wouldn't buy the staff.

>>29185818
>PRAY for TENTACLES
Where they come from is OP's discretion~

>>29185871
>>29185880 (It is pretty shit.)

You give it all you've got, and this time you manage to draw blood. He staggers back clutching his head.

You hear a great crash from the corridor. Your companions are victorious, by the sounds of things.

The NPC turns and runs for the door.

>Let the others get him.
>Shoot him in the back (DC 60)
>Run after him and hit him with the staff (DC 70)
>Use ability.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

Rolled 18

>Shoot him in the back (DC 60)
>>29185927

Rolled 90

>>29185927
>Shoot him in the back (DC 60)
We need to find some way to improve our DCs.

Rolled 36

>>29185927
>>Run after him and hit him with the staff (DC 70)
GGGGUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Rolled 100

>>29185927
No tears. Only dreams now.

Shoot him in the back.

>>29185927
>Shoot him in the back (DC 60)

Rolled 90

>>29185991
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF-

Rolled 37

>>29185991
oh wow
I really hope you're late

Rolled 88

>>29185991
thank god you were outside the first 3.

>>29186033
One of those wasn't for the bow...

Rolled 14

>>29186048
it shouldn't matter? If people roll for different things then they would be tempted to switch votes should the rolls fail.

That is just stupid.

>>29185947
>>29185957
>>29185991
(Third roll for the winning vote. It gets in.)

Coolly, you let him run, smoothly notching an arrow and letting it fly. It catches Shrike just as the NPC runs onto his dagger.

Shrike recoils as your arrow smashes into his cheekbone. Both he and the NPC fall, the NPC dead, and Shrike trying to hold his face together and whimpering.

Oh crap. "Shrike!" you hear Trish call.

>Run over to help.
>Stand and watch.
>Look for an exit.
>Write in.
>Quit Arcadia.

>>29186075
>Run over to help.

>Run over to help.
Welp I was wrong. I honestly suggest switching over to the first three rolls regardless of what they vote for

>>29186075
>Stand and watch.
Oh go I hope they hate us so we can murder them.

Rolled 34

>>29186075
"...uh... shit..."

Help him. Help him NOW. Drag him to the NPC's bed and make him lie down before we bar the door and make sure Tish is still alive and fighting.

"The whole situation's gone tits-up! Abort?"

>>29186075
>Run over to help.
"Suck it up, princess. I got my ribcage caved in and kept fighting."

>>29186075
>Third roll for the winning vote.

Might want to make that clearer in the OP next time.

>>29186093 >>29186113
>>29186096
So take the votes separately from the rolls? I could do that. It means it's less of a problem if some people forget to roll. Alright. We'll do that in future. Whatever the final vote, the first three rolls are what counts.

~~
You run over to Shrike, and Trish is doing the same. She's slowed by the wound in her ribs and you reach him first.

You help him lie down on the ground.

"Take it out, please," he mumbles, gesturing with his free hand to your arrow which is lodged somewhere under his cheekbone.

Trish arrives as you grip it and pull it out of his cheek, as kindly and as fast as you can. You can see exposed bone and teeth as gore runs into his hair and onto the floor. He shivers in pain, but once the arrow's out, he relaxes.

"Ta."

Trish flops down next to him. "That could have gone better. Keep an eye out while we're down, please."

Their wounds start to close. You can here distant 'Alert's but so far no footsteps your way.

"That was dumb of me," Shrike says, when he can talk properly again.
~~~
And that's where I have to call it. I have to make a phone call. Thank you for playing, everyone.

Keep an eye on twitter for the next update. I'll try for tomorrow, earlier than today.

And Happy New Year.

>>29186259
Great thread today Arcadian, thanks for running!

Rolled 74

>>29186259
Happy New Year! All the best in the coming months.

>>29186259
I just want to note that in your current system about 1 in 6 times you ask for rolls we will have a crit. Make of that what you will.