Welcome Back Anons.> Shill stuff:Tw: @StarbornQCs: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1csg7vC-Yz10aAqk9ZwdCNv24obLGTtM5p6bKkPq1Pgc/edit#heading=h.74gk3dg6mvjpDiscord Invite: https://discord.gg/xM2aCYqDiscord Commands: ?rank [StarbornQuest][CabinQuest][WCNQuest]Starborn Thread 0: https://yuki.la/qst/486356Starborn Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=StarbornLewd Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/u/StarbornOP > This takes place after the pastebin; The Songbird's DanceHonamurei looks up at you, wearing nothing but a sword belt, blue panties and her boots with hesitation. Even with the two of your hearts beating swifter than either of you can move, even with the two of your bodies screaming in need there is that short fear in her.So you lead, taking her head in both hands softly, you smile at her oinously. "Kiss me Honamurei." She begins to move in and you whisper, "Be my soldier."Your lips touch in a delicate meeting and you taste the vague traces of sweetened wine as you are blown away with how soft her mouth is. Everything stops, you no longer know anything as you shut your eyes and melt into the moment as you feel Honamurei's tongue probe your mouth. She moves a hand to the back of your head as she imposes her will upon your embrace, the cushions behind you not as soft as the chest now on top of you. Everything seems to tingle at once and you lower a hand to her breasts as she straddles you.Both of your spare hands meet and interlock fingers as you begin to push back against her onslaught, invading her mouth with an awakening fire that you never dreamed of. She coos into your mouth as both of your hands squeeze.Everything is perfect, taste and feel. You feel tranquility in the arms of your... bird. That's right, your [NIMBLE SONGBIRD] strength seeks into your body and even through closed eyes you can tell you're glowing literally and figuratively. Until you hear the voice of your healer and acquantiance accompany urgent knocking at the wooden surface of your cabin wagon; "Purps! It's Jamie! If ye'd be so kind there's an urgent sitchuashun I'll be needin' yer help with." She pauses, "Lucky said ye were in there!" She adds with frustration in her tone.You feel Honamurei stiffen on top of you and both of you open your eyes at the same time, a ocean of longing and regret staring back at you. Judging by the colour rapidly draining from her face she's about to panic.Well that killed the moment.> ???? Reassuringly peck her on the cheek> [FRUSTRATION] Jamie I swear to Minerva if nobody is dead you will be> [CRUELTY] Fuck off> Write-In
>>1283820>> [FRUSTRATION] Jamie I swear to Minerva if nobody is dead you will beGODDAMNIT.
>>1283820> ???? Reassuringly peck her on the cheekWhats in the box!?And god dammit rage.Say to solder girl we can finsh this latter
>>1283953>>1283935Ties. Why is it always ties.
Reason I haven't tiebroke this with a roll. Kind of an important decision.
Gib the cheek peck> ???? Reassuringly peck her on the cheek
>>1284199>>1284149>>1283953>>1283935>>1284282 [LOVE] Unlocked Putting you arms around her, you pull Honamurei into you and deliver a quick kiss to the cheek which seems to settle her. She vibrates a little, making anoise akin to a cat purring; if the purring was instead made by a gigantic feline. Troll. Giant native language. It's surprising how often you forget your tiny little birdie is actually used to speaking in what sounds like a bea ron a very bad day.For the second time today you melt out of her embrace, though this time it's a lot harder to convince yourself you should. Especially when her eye stops being closed in lustful bliss and the slight smile is replaced by a pout. "I'll be right back" You apologise, your chest physically hurting ather betrayed expression; honestly nothing sounds better than going to bed with her right now and forgetting about the world. Her eye wells up for a second but then stops as if she's made a conscious decision not to be upset, "Vell..." Hona speaks for the first time in quite a while, "Ve have a lot to doo vhen you get back." She sings while smirking at you.The [WORRY] and stress melts off you in an instant looking at Honamurei's almost predatory gaze, "Well why don't you get my room in order private?" You snap, "Then maybe you can debrief me." Her face brightens up scarlet and she nods her head so fast it's like a blur. You offer her up a salute and then blow her a kiss, leaving as she stares at your backside like a dog would a steak.Trying and failing to fall back into your monotone and blank default state, you greet Jamie with a mix of a goofy smile and fiery temper in your crimson gaze. "How can I help you, captain." You icily state as Captain Jamie Blushes."Ah can see ahm interruptin' somethin'" She mutters.> [FRUSTRATION] Yes, you are.> [DETERMINATION] You said it was important> [LOVE] The most important thing yes.> Write-In
>>1284319>[LOVE] Unlockedcute> [LOVE] The most important thing yes.
>>1284319> [FRUSTRATION] Yes, you are.So make this quick.We have finaly learned how to love naa.Now just watch us die and lose it again
>>1284319> [LOVE] The most important thing yes.We're too happy at the moment to be annoyed- you're gonna have to take a raincheck on the righteous frustration.
>>1284337>>1284330>>1284328"You have interuppted literally the most important thing yes." You answer, not unkindly to be quite honest."I cin tell by the. uhhh." She indicates your face. You're still wearing her hat and probably have lipstick all over your face; not that you really mind her seeing who has claim on you."Look, I'd be really annoyed at you any other day but I am far too happy to be. So what is it?" You repeat tapping your foot."Some fella turned up," She begins, pausing to light up a cigarette and offer you one; which goes a mile or four in getting you to think less poorly of her, "Bah portal. That kinda magic is big deal." She explains as best she can while kicking dirt around, you honestly didn't expect the lady who healed you would be so easily flustered. Maybe she's feeling guilty?"Why do you need me?" You say with a glance over your shoulder, your birdie is collecting her discarded clothing as slow as she can, tiptoeing around the floorboords as if they aren't magically unable to creak or anything."Fella, says he knows you. Tha'cha can vouch." Jamie finishes, "So bah law I have to bring you in and check he's level." She flashes handcuffs looped through her belt next to the pistol on her left hip. She's apprehensive and her hands are white from clenching. "Cin we do this easily?" she asks nicely.> [PRIDE] I am not going in any cuffs> [CRUELTY] Make me> [CURIOSITY] How did you expect this to go?> Sure> Write-In
>>1284376> [CURIOSITY] How did you expect this to go?
>>1284376> [CURIOSITY] How did you expect this to go?And can i have those latter.... for things
>>1284376> [CURIOSITY] How did you expect this to go?Not even particularly annoyed, just genuinely wondering why you think you'd need the cuffs when you have a good reason like that.
>>1284411>>1284402>>1284384You raise an eybrow at her, "How did you expect this to go?" You ask earnestly."Well, I only knew ya for an hour." Jamie admits, "Y'got burned by a dragon, - skipped town overnight and came back at dawn with Luc bloody and KOd." she lists, "Y'seem nice but cin never be too careful."A mini standoff seems to be brewing, a small bush rolls across the dirt of the caravanassery as you tower over Jamie due to height and standing half on the wagon. "Sure, you have a good reason." Hopping down you gesture in front of you. "Lead the way Jamie."She half reaches for her cuffs as if unsure if she should. "If you have to. Would I be able to borrow a pair?" You ask in your monotone."Why wo-" She looks at the hat on top of your mussled hair, your face which you're starting to think has lipstick or something on it. Blushing furiously your escort simply sighs, "Sure take this pair." She hands you the cuffs form her belt and a key, "Now come on let's go." She says marching off> [CURIOSITY] Why aren't we jumping through the roofs> [LUST] Jamie why won't you look me in the eye? Is there something on my face?> [DETERMINATION] So who's asking for me> Write-In
>>1284532> [LUST] Jamie why won't you look me in the eye? Is there something on my face?Fuck it, let's just be lewd all day today
>>1284532>[LUST]Okay, anon. It'll be hard with Lex leering at us though. He just have a thing for restraints too with how often he ends up detained.
>>1284532>> Write-In> [CHEEKY] Don't worry, I'll put them to good use. Maybe give you some pointers if you're not too jealous.
>>1284571I will take this as dialogue write in for [LUST] will write in a moment.
>>1284532> [LUST] Jamie why won't you look me in the eye? Is there something on my face?
>>1284571>>1284567>>1284549"Look they're going to good use." You say trying to keep your blank immovable poker face blank and immovable as the both of you hurriedly march through the town. You notice that there are no civillians on the streets, there are even small little clouds of dust as if they were driven through here quickly. Despite the hair on the back of your neck standing up, you continue teasing, "I'll still be wearing them after all. So no big deal right?"Jamie nervously galcnes at you out the corner of her eye, "Wha are you like this? You barely could express yesterday..." She mutters."Why won't you look me in the eye?" You ask quickening your pace to a half step in front of her, "Is there something on my face?"She adopts a professional face and pushes you gently but firmly forward. You turn and find yourself staring into a ring of steel, whiteplate over grey uniforms slightly more protective than Honamurei's stand in rank. The metal noose is all surrounding one man, aorund thirty guns, crossbows, swords and various implements of death all pointed inward in shaking and terrified hands.The target? Sitting calmly having a smoke on top of a squirming and complaining armoured fellow. In the dust behind the two is a claymore embedded into the ground halfway up it's blade. The ginger man is protesting that he'll have the intruder hanged.At your arirval the guards have parted and Jamie leads you into the circle by the arm as if she escorted you here under duress. A trite powerplay you see no need to oppose.Lexington turns his head and cracks his neck with a satisfying and audible pop. Before he exhales a lungful of smoke and greets you, "Ye look like a tart. Purps""Why are you always getting arrested?" You snipe back."Glad your okay kiddo." He admits throwing his cigarette on the ground.> [RELIEF] You too> [PRIDE] I have got so much to tell you> [CURIOSITY] Why are you sitting on a fancy looking guy?> Write-In
>>1284637>[CURIOSITY] Why are you sitting on a fancy man?Sometimes I miss only having one emotion. Now there are all these choices and complexities. It's almost like we are growing up.
>>1284651I miss the days without curiosity. This "Purps being interested in stuff" thing makes me have to write her noticing things.But also, we slutty af today lol.
>>1284637> [RELIEF] You too.
>>1284675>>1284651Going to combine these if nobody gets in on 9 minutes.
>>1284878>>1284675>>1284651"So why are you sitting on a fancy guy?" You ask Lex stepping into the circle boldly as Jamie waves her men down with a scowl."This little prick tried to attack me fer lightin my cigarette." He says taking your outstretched hand and allowing himself to be helped up. The ginger guy he was sitting on begins to work his way to his knees slowly. "And Ms Captain. I didn't even go fer my spear, man of my word.""Fuck sake Jerry." You hear Jamie curse under her breath. "Look Doctor. I'm sorry for all this here trouble-." She begins only to be silenced by your boss' raised palm."Fuck sake, don't apologise fer doing yer job. I fucked up my portal and overshot into yer town. You set out t' defend against some crazy wizard like ye should." He smiles his charmingly carefree smile, "Gimme some grub an' no harm no foul." He finishes to which Jamie laughs loudly."Y' got some nerve!" She admits, "Lunch is on me old timer." She says tilting the official hat on her head the two begin chatting.> [Spaghetti] I have a thing in the wagon that I really need to do- - I mean get to - I have important people - matters - I have important matters back at the wagon> [Deadpan] I'll meet you at the Wagon. Jamie knows where it is.> [LUST] I was kind of in bed when Captain got me. I'm going back to work.> Write-In
>>1284990> [Deadpan] I'll meet you at the Wagon. Jamie knows where it is.
>>1284990>[LUST]Can't hide the feeling!
>>1284990>> [Deadpan] I'll meet you at the Wagon. Jamie knows where it is.If that's all.
>>1285107>>1285057>>1285009As the two begin to less formal and trade jabs you take the time to let them know where you're going, "I'll meet you at the wagon. Jamie knows where it is." You deadpan."Okay Purps. Promise I'll stay out the cells this time." He says cheekily before turning back to Jamie. In this brief movement you notice extensive bandage work beneath his shirt. "If y' keep talkin' how y'all are right now I think y'all gonna break that their promise." Jamie quips taking his arm and heading off a direction you haven't been before.As you begin to retrace your steps you find yourself looking at a pathetic mess of humanity. A black eye, a broken nose, gingerly limping with every step and breathing raspy. Lucky's not wearing his usual blue trenchoat and as you noted earlier his large Tinton hat has a tear in it.You don't think you can avoid him this time."H-howdy Miss Purps." He manages to stutter. His voice comes out uneven and somehow makes him even more broken than he looks.> [CRUELTY] Punch him> Hello Lucky> [CURIOSITY] The Fuck happened to you?> [WORRY] Are you okay?> Write-In
>>1285197>> [CURIOSITY] The Fuck happened to you?>>> [WORRY] Are you okay?Damn. Tore up from the floor up.
>>1285197>Write-InJust walk past, we have more important things to do.
>>1285197Hay im a bit busy right now il come vist you latter in about an hour k
>>1285526>>1285338>>1285245>>1285615Instinctively you reach out and support the man, despite all your ill will towards him seeing someone like him this beat up isn't exactly a nice thing. "Lucky the fuck happened? Are you okay?" You ask."Don' worry Miss Purps. Don' worry about lil' ol' lucky." He tries and fails to wave you off before coughing. "I came to apologise t'ya fer the trouble. I had no idear you was a family friend." He says oddly."Lucky-" You begin."Pa came by and gave me a good tellin' - told me he'd get that there deed back to you while I thought about what I did." He continues unabated. "I should never have taken you property... did Pa get that deed to ya?" He asks, "Did he?" He's almost pleading and begging with you. Susan did this. Susan did this to his own son; lied to him - beat him senseless, practically mugged him for the deed to the wagon all whilst lying to Lucky... telling him this was a punishment for disrespect instead of straight up abuse.You go very numb inside at that realization and Lucky thankfully doesn't notice or stop his terrified ramblings while you think this through. Honourable Gentleman Bounty Hunter huh?> Everything's okay now Lucky.> Your father is a bastard> You didn't deserve this> I should go> Write-In
>>1285643> Everything's okay now Lucky.
>>1285643Uh. I kinda think we should take him with us.
>>1285643>Your father is a bastardIs this because we tried intimidating him but he wasn't supposed to fight us so he took it out on his son?
I'm flagging on energy here so I'm going to have to pick this up tomorrow night. Love you all.>>1285704Nah he beat the shit out of Lucky beforehand to get the deed. All while pretending we were one of his old buddies and he embaressed the family and disrespected us for taking the wagon as collateral.Mugging with added emotional guilt tripping to simplify it.Then he encountered us with deed in hand and you know the rest.
>>1285643> You didn't deserve thist h r e e w a y t i e
>>1285643>> You didn't deserve this
>>1287750>>1285704>>1285664>>12856604 Way tie.Good Work Team.>>1287759HEROWriting for you didn't deserve this.
>>1287759>>1287750>>1285704>>1285664>>1285660You gently take his hand and squeeze it, "Lucky you didn't deserve this." You admit, your monotone voice definently blunting the effects of your attempt at consolation."Naw Miss purps I did- I-" He protests."Did nothing wrong as a businessman. I'm no family friend Lucky - your father had a bounty on me and used that wagon as leverage." You reveal, putting your arm aorund him and slowly walking to his caravanassery at his pace. "Pa-wouldn't" He stutters,"He did." you dispute, "He kicked the shit out of you for no reason. You deserve better than that." "Lak you Miss?" He asks hopefully, looking down at you with hope.> [CRUELTY] Laugh> [WORRY] I'm sorry Lucky. I'm not into you.> [LUST] Maybe> [LOVE] I'm gay> Write-In
>>1287810>> [WORRY] I'm sorry Lucky.>I'm not so sure I swing that way.
>>128781>>1287810> [LOVE] I'm gayBut you can tag along
>>1287854>>1287849>>1287814He seems to know what you're going to say before you say it, maybe he can read the creases on your forehead, "I'm sorry Lucky." Apparently your attempt at breaking this gently is in vain.He looks away from you embaressed and says something along the lines of "Fine." But you don't catch much of it considering he's speaking to the dirt between his boots."Lucky, I'm not even sure I swing your way." You say in a desperate attempt to cheer him up as you both turn off of main street towards his place of business. "Wait so yer a -" He asks rather forwardly."Honestly, I'm not sure. It just kind of happened." You admit, managing to break into a blushing smile despite the awkwardness."Well paint me greenand call me Orky. Are you an-" He asks again."Kind of? I think so?" In an attempt to hide your uncertainty and fear you take out a cigarette and swiftly light it."Yer blushing!" He says, "You do laik her!" He says pointing at you surprisingly agile in his moment of teasing. "I'm not blushing." You swiftly counter, managing to adopt your blank face."Ye were too - think I'm that dumb?" he takes his hat off and fans himself with it as he removes your arm from around him, you both share a comfortable moment. "Look, Miss Purps. Don't feel bad about this 'kay?" He says crossing his arms before wincing and leaving them dangling at his sides, "Just because you not interested don't mean I can't be yer friend." He offers a hand, "I'm headed to Lumis. Gotta think about stuff." > You could always come with us instead> [PRIDE] Hope it pans out> [WORRY] Will you be okay?> [CURIOSITY] where's that?> Write-In
>>1287947>> You could always come with us instead
>>1287947>> [WORRY] Will you be okay?We've got enough in our party, dangit.
>>1287947> You could always come with us instead
>>1287976>>1288020>>1288082"Hey Lucky..." You begin scratching your head. "You could always come with us?" You make the offer lamely, you monotone voice doing little to hide the awkwardness."Naw Miss. I own a busaness." He says as you take his hand for a firm and polite handshake, "Be mighty yella of me t' walk away from that." The two of you stare each other down, you can't help but wish there was something you could do for Lucky."Look... if you ever need a hand." You begin."Yer mah friend. I know a cin count on you." He turns and limps away, "Yer the lady who saved Grinnsmon aincha?" He calls out into the open air. You're left alone in the caravanassery, the image of that smug self assured bastard Sue stuck in your mind as you watch Lucky limping back into the office with as much dignity and he can scrape together. Surprisingly brave that guy. Maybe you misjudged him.Turning back towards the wagon, you step up quickly; returning to the common room where you had just a short half hour ago been enjoying a nice private show. But your little birdie doesn't seem to be in this room. Which means she's behaving and prepared your room for you.> [WORRY] Tease her lightly but call off continuing due to Lex's return> [LUST] You need to keep your word> [PRIDE] Compliment and pamper your birdie> Write-In
>>1288210> [LUST] You need to keep your wordMybe out a sock or shoe on the wagons handle outside?
>>1288210> [LUST] You need to keep your word>>1288280This.
>>1288357>>1288295There is only lustAlso how fast do you guys think birdy can finger and toung blast us?
>>1288357>>1288295>>1288280>>1288432>>1288439>>1288450Well, you did give your word to Honamurei. Plus she went through all that effort with the dance, it would be rude not to repicrocate. If you can. Doubting yourself has been something that has crept into your psyche more as you've become a more complete person. Perhaps it is the curse of emoitons to become more introspective.Stepping around the couch, you try to find the music box. Even checking between the two pillows, but no luck. Honamurei must have taken it. Should you really do this? Can you really do this? Sure the dance was hot; you like looking at Honamurei's body - feeling it against your own was mesmerizing during her dancing and it made your heart skip beats and breath catch in your throat but...Fuck it.One thing is certain to you, your own damn emotions. Experiencing the lack of them has only made their existense all the more poignant to you; so the last thing you're going to do is deny them. This isn't an impulse, this is a real gods damned feeling and you are not going to fuck this up and lose it in uncertainty. You're not going to be that unfeeling monster that wrecked the Giants, or the blank void that first woke up on that grassy hill.You are Purps and you love Honamurei.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=juYtHRwxruUFiddling with the clasp on your borrowed dress it comes away easily, as if it was begging to be let loose. Striding across the living room with purpose, you practically kick in your bedroom door - your nude form lit in the doorway by a dozen scavenged candles. The hat on your head is discarded as you approach the bed where Honamurei lies reclined with her blonde hair falling freely about her face and across her chest. Her face melts into a smile, not as bright as her usual grin - but somehow this one feels more true, happier. There is no need for attention or loudness - a simple smile. Pure and perfect as it sends electricity through your body.You do not break stride and crawl on the bed, straddling Hona and meeting your mouths in a fierce collision which rattles both your jaws. No attention is paid to the open door as the two of you begin a long night of exploration; somewhere in this opening gambit - a button is pressed by your love. Her voice comes from the music box, recorded in your absense and no sweeter soundtrack could you have ever dreamed. As you attempt to move your head away form hers Hona grips you close in a hug, whispering in your ear - "My name is Lisbeth Purps. Please don't leave me."It takes some doing to force the fire in your veins to wait, to delay the inevitable ravaging both of you are about to inflict on each other, but you gently press your lips against hers, no tongue; just a delicate reassurance."I wont." You vow.IOU Lewdbins: Hona x Purps & James x Maxi[CONT]
>>1288539https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nmmjoc6gLsM7You wake up with blurry eyes and stare into the face Hon- Lisbeth. Her whole face, the eyepatch you removed lies next to the music box on the dresser. Looking at the wound - it's not good. Still a sickening open pit, raw meat pulsing with her every breath. Instead you focus on the rest of her face, the little pieces of hair clinging to her face from sweat, the small little wet furrows where she cried last night. Your little birdie. Your soldier. Your perfect -Her face suddenly twists and turns in an ugly mockery of the delicate features you were studying as with a huge snort Lisbeth rolls over and snores like only a troll can. You can't help but smile and shake your head, not quite flawless but still perfect.Giving her a peck on the cheek, you rise and don your white jacket and pants with the crest in the back. A small note on them reads "Teleported your own clothes to you. Nice pull. - L Apparently your boss is less than pleased about you stealing his stuff. Though he's proud of you ability to bag Hona, so net neutral? Net neutral. Stepping into the living room you see Luc sobbing into Lexington's stomach on the couch as the older man holds him in a hug. He makes eye contact with you and shakes his head. Guess he told him about Matthieu... or told him something anyway.> Prepare Wagon for leaving> Try to sign that you need to shop, AKA Gib money Lex> Wake Hona > Train outside> Write-In
>>1288573>> Prepare Wagon for leaving
>>1288573> Prepare Wagon for leavingWe outie.
>>1288573> prepare to make like a treeTempted to give Luc and time by training outside but we gotta get moving at some point.I guess we gotta catch up Lex at some point too. But not about how we found he infinite cigarette pocket space.
>>1288642>>1288632>>1288620>>1288588With as much stealth as you can conjure you head outside past the crying child and his new guardian. Nice load of blood on your hands there, driving his Father nuts. Definently not one of your better moments.But you'll look out for him make up for it. From here on out your family; like it or not. Still, you can't change the past; unless with enough magic? No, not possible don't think about that just...Your lap around the wagon reveals some kind of winch, hinge lock mechanism attaching the back wheels of the wagon to the ground; you'd wage there's some kind of concrete or stone block to stop anyone from pulling the wagon away. Nice anti theft measures, but you have no idea how to deactivate it.> Go find Lucky> He won't mind if you just... break it?> That mechanism looks very... meltable> Write-In
>>1290585> That mechanism looks very... meltable
>>1290585> That mechanism looks very... meltableThis is a terrible idea
>>1290671Purps would never make a bad decision.Ever.Especially didn't drive any important political figures insane and lead to his sealing away.Never.
>>1290585>> That mechanism looks very... meltable>>1290673Yeah, bad ideas aren't our thing, just ideas that aren't good in relation to the emotion we're connecting them to :^)
>>1290681>>1290671>>1290665You want out of this town and you want out now. With a quick muttering of "Minerva's lantern." You ignite on fire and channel it all into your left hand.The heat coming from your left side is sweltering, causing even you to breat heavier and start sweating slightly - but you do your utmost to act casual. You're not melting a mechanism, just leaning on this odd anchor thing while ruffling around for your lighter -You are not an actress.With the smell of copper and smoke your hand seems to fall through the metal mechanism as if it is day old tavern soup and you are all good to go. You take a moment to use the fire to light a cigarette before letting it disapear into nothingness. You did some damn fine work there. Maybe a career in burgularly if this bodyguard thing falls through. Imagincations and machinations of an intruge filled life must be put on hold as your produce the magic coin from your pocket.With a hefty shove, the Wagon comes off the little cable that attached it to the now liquidated device behind you. A quick thought while holding the coin and the big wooden spokes of the wagon begin turning in the dusty dirt.A short burst of jogging and a somersaulting leap to stretch out the muscles and you land in the driver's seat. With a slow certainty you begin moving towards the West Gate. From the map Lexington has, you reckon the next town you'll pass through is Gomo.According to the little gossip you've picked up in your time thus far; they have great food in Gomo, so hopefully a trip there will bring Luc out of this funk. This is also a damn good cigarette.Last event of Tinton> You pass the theatre on the way to the West Gate> Jamie drops by for a goodbye> A trade caravan is in front of you, travelling together can be safer right?> Write-In
>>1290699> Jamie drops by for a goodbye
>>1290699> You pass the theatre on the way to the West Gate
>>1290699>> You pass the theatre on the way to the West Gate
>>1290787>>1290737>>1290733>>1290720>>1290708Writing for Jamie.
>>1290787>>1290737>>1290733>>1290720>>1290708As the wagon trundles Westward, you notice the guards milling about turning to look at you as you go, it's not outright hostility but they're obviously uncertain of you. The row of shops, stalls and houses begin to thin out and then eventually yield to a courtyrad like space inside of the Tinton gates. The thick blackened wooden doors are swung inward and you see a trader caravan making preparations to set off, a couple of halfllings lording it over a bunch of lizard like animal people. With strange blue painted rings across their heads and arms, they look like some kind of tribal shamanist pack rather than traders.But most importantly Jamie stands in front of the gate, that fancy looking knightly sort by her side with arms crossed. Your kind of friend has her hands on a hips with a smirk on her face. "Dicha really try t leave without sayin' goodbye?" She says, bringing one hand up to raise her hat away form her eyes, "Y'all are lookin' much more proper this time I do say."> [SHAME] Sorry, Boss wants to get moving.> [PRIDE] As if you'd ever let me go without a goodbye.> [WORRY] Sorry about that, I didn't think.>Write-In
>>1290853>> [PRIDE] As if you'd ever let me go without a goodbye.You're good people, Jamie.
>>1290853>> [PRIDE] As if you'd ever let me go without a goodbye.
>>1291000>>1290997>>1290868You stop the wagon and hop down from the wagon and share a handshake. Instead of a handshake though you are taken by surprise and pulled into a hug, "Yer boss told me yer havin' a rough go of it." she confesses with a smile. "Yer a good sort, now just stay outta trouble y'hear?" She warns."I'll do my best," You admit wrapping your arms around her briefly, "You're a good person Jamie." The two of you part in good faith, Jerry behind her looking quite annoyed at your presense. "Hey you, Jerry was it?" You ask, the brown haired knight nodding sharply."Look after Captain Marlin here." Is all you ask, "She gives so much of herself to this town, somebody needs to make her take a break." Gifting the man with a smile, both of you share a moment before you hop up onto the wagon."I don' think anyone could ma'am." He answers with a slight smile."Well now, Lex wants to hit the road." You say producing a coin, "He's busy with Luc doing important stuff and well Hona-""Lock 'er up in yer sex dungeon?" Jamie offers."Is in bed." You speak over, ignoring the interruption in all except with your face which betrays you with blushing cheeks."Until next time Purps." Jamie says tipping her hat to you as she steps to the side of the row with Jerry following suit on the opposite side. With the slow and deliberate way she does so, you believe this to be a ceremonial act.> [PRIDE] Until Next Time> [RELIEF] Can't wait.> [WORRY] Take care> Write-In
>>1291058>> [PRIDE] Until Next Time
>>1291058>[PRIDE] Until Next Time
>>1291093>>1291067>>1291063"Until next time." You reply in turn as you produce the coin and send the wagon forward. It's with heavy heart you leave Tinton, when you said you'd be back; you meant it. But for now the road awaits, the scattering of Western farmland soon receding into hilly grasslands within the hour. You enjoy driving the wagon sometimes and take the time to pray to Minerva. After your recent spat you feel like you should keep her in the loop, in fact you make sure to thank you for her lecture. If it wasn't for you being told to get the fuck up and do what you want to do to be better, you probably wouldn't have had the metaphorical balls to bag Lisbeth. So probably worth giving a thank you to the Lady who has your back. And Top. And Front.Turns out praying for a long time can turn into meditation real easy. Also turns out, you're really fucking tired. Because meditation turns into a nap, which thankfully slowed the wagon enough for someone to come sit beside you and take over driving.> Honamurei> Lexington> Luc> Laurelai??????>Write-In
>>1291246>>1291235>>1291202>>1291179> Writing for Hona in a moment.
>>1291372>>1291246>>1291235>>1291202>>1291179For once your sleep is dreamless, no doors, trees, flashbacks of past deaths or lives. It's nice and reinvigorating, exactly what's needed. Tinton put your mind at ease in a way that you never expected, though that may in fact be due to the attentions of one Songbird.The mystery of your comfort is resolved, when you wake up snuggled against that same woman's shoulder. Her coat wrapped around you as a makeshift blanket, she gifts you with a dazzling smile upon your waking. "Morning!" She trills, running her hand through your hair."Morning." You slur and yawn widely, "How long was I asleep?" You ask, contorting your back and neck until they pop."Three hours." she answers. "Vell you can go back to sleep if you vant! You vere very busy last night!" She closes her sole eye in her attempt at a wink.You glow slightly at the feeling of tranquility and peace. But alas you have a pressing matter to attend to.What is that again?Final Choice of Thread> [SHAME] Comforting Luc> [DETERMINATION] Got to update Lexington> [LOVE] Do I really have to?> Write-In
>>1291415>[DETERMINATION] update Lex
>>1291415> [DETERMINATION] Got to update LexingtonEnd it on a dun dun dunnnnn dramatic reverb.
>>1291415> [DETERMINATION] Got to update Lexington
>>1291446>>1291442>>1291527>>1291559I read this as end on dun dun dun like an overdramatic weeb. I'm apparently more tired than I thought.Okay, this last post might take a while as I have only a vague idea of how im structuring it.
>>1291567Thats ok iv got time
>>1291446>>1291442>>1291527>>1291559"Guess I should give up on this and update Lex." You reluctantly admit. Standing to your full hieght you prepare to leave Honamurei to driving solo, "See you in a sec L-""Hona." She snaps, coldly and quickly. Not even looking round at you.The sudden tone shift stuns you for a second, "Um. Okay Hona." You stumble awkwardly, before retreating into the Cabin. "Hey." Lexington waves over from the foodish area. "Kid wants some alone time." He says by way of explanation. The wrinkles around Lexington's eyes are far more pronounced and his eyes are kind of dulled over, looks like he's had a shitty morning."Had to be done." Is all you can offer."I know. Matt's gone, hiding it wouldn't do any fuckin' good." He says, he begins to dice up some kind of fruit that he's liberated from a cabinet, "Are you aware that in a few days a fucking dragon is going to be coming after you?" he asks as if discussing the weather."No. I was not." For once your totally impassive expression fits, it's about six seconds of still stunned blinking before you deign to continue, "So I'm not a dragonslayer."He turns and looks like he's seriously considering slapping you, "Of course not dumbass." He snaps. "We got some options in dealing with it. But for now you're not seperating from me - I'm putting anti detection wards fucking everywhere so he hopefully can't track you."This does not fill you with confidence, in fact you feel fear beginning to creep into the edges of your mind, "Hopefully?" "Well y'know how I said Starborn are bullshit?" You nod along to his gentle reminder, "Dragons are fucking atrociously bullshit. Like, they just can do whatever the fuck they want.""And I maimed one?" Throwing up your hands in frustration, "Woo!""Yeah most likely you hit him hard before he realized you could even be a threat." He finishes dicing his vegetable and procures some nice hard bread from a bowl. The slicing implies Luc took care of that because there is no way Lex could do that precise and gourmet esque knifework, "Moving on from that - Stop stealing my shit." He looks at you seriously, "You lucked out not pulling something cursed or belonging to one of my many late students." He growls, "I would have ripped you to pieces with boulders if ye had desecrated any memories." "Okay, that's fair. I just needed clothes." Offering that slight apology seems to do him some good as e visibly shrinks. Looks like he was trying to remind you he's weak by choice. Interesting."Now then, in terms of what else I have to add? Your cover is that I suspect your my bastard daughter; I came to collect you after your mother died." The tonal whiplash form everyone today is just fucking with your perception of reality, for a moment you wish you could jouin Luc in hiding from people.[CONT]
>>1291739That's some shit.
>>1291739"What." Pretty much sums up your reaction physically and vocally."The Senator cuaght up with me. Came investigating one of his court captains disapearing. He mind fucked me." Lexington clenches the counter he in front of so hard his old wetahered hands pale to the point you probably out tan them. "I... hid what I could, but probably not much. Faking memories is not easy, but I pulled it off a bit." The agony in his voice is buried behind a false pride, as if he's trying to hide how horrifying having your mind shredded by magic must be by boasting about his prowess, "The story is. Your mom was a whore. I'm your daddy, collected you when she died. Cannibal Cunt came to town and Hona saved our lives. In return I got her to join you with academy.""What about Luc and Matt?"A sharp intake of breath and he turns to you, looking defeated and broken, "He broke me shortly after. He knows what happened with Matt and I after you broke him. He knows you exist now, probably has some schemes being concocted as we speak." He pauses, "Sorry I couldn't do more. I'm-""Don't worry boss." You comfort, punching him on the arm hard enough to bruise, "You stood up to the Senator? Don't bitch about not protecting us perfectly you sonovabitch; you survived!" Honestly, you're kind jealous you didn't get to fight this so called "strongest Starborn ever" "More than that you tricked him and got away you cheeky old shit!" Cursing always seems to slip into your vocabularly."Mayhaps you've a point." He says gazing off into the distance, "I forgot to congratulate you properly on bagging Hona." He grins lecherously and you blush furiously. "But let me get my notebook, I have a feeling this historian has a lot of catching up to do on your story.""ywah." You mutter as he heads into his room, one arm falls to your side and the other cradles you elbow protectively as you stare after him. You promised ot tell him everything, but Honamurei's secrets and your time as Violet aren't your secrets to tell. Hona can share the Violet Demon and the Giants' culture as well as her own ature just fine, you're no bard but you can safely omit those parts of the tale with little suspicion.It's the "Murillo Massacre." and "Rono Pass" that you'd honestly prefer never be thought about again. But Zelam gave her life to share your past life - even if it wasn't a death she sacrificed almost all of her time. Wheras in Rono Pass you murdered the fuck out of what were villagers being forced into a cult. And Lexington is going to ensure it's all documented.After this you should probably read more of your diary.You wont be forgotten.Purps will have a record, unlike Violet and Laurelai, Lexington will make sure Purps is truly immortal. You go form an extremely sobering thoguht to an extremely lighthearted one; It's definently a tale for adults only after your last twenty eight hours.
The Stars Have Aligned.The Heartbeat of an undead Star, beating with another.The strings of fate plucked by the hands of a tyrant.Organs diced, pierced and sliced beneath the assasin's blades.All leading up to celestial alignment.When the Sirens' song begins only then will the opera open.Purple and Green; a deadly duet.Magic and Power; a match made beyond Heaven.The Stars have aligned. OPENING NIGHT IN 7 DAYS
>>1291790Fucking dragons mang. Hopefully we can send it after the senator somehow. Maybe wear a senator mask, throw some fruit at it then teleport away. hehe> you can safely omit those parts of the tale with little suspicionI dunno. Lex is going out on a limb and protecting us despite our inabality to keep out of trouble. If we have any other enemies from our incarnation as Violet he might know that and could use the information better than us anyway.>"Hona." She snaps, coldly and quickly. Not even looking round at you.Minerva damn it, what did we do now?Thanks for running!
Honabin is live: http://pastebin.com/u/StarbornOP
>>1291960star stop trying to summon cthulhu
>>1293069Cant wait to read this when i get home
>>1293069Wew, did not expect that.