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Parting from Lady Silverwind was bittersweet; though she pleaded with you not to go yet, you knew you must. You business, your life and your revenge come before pleasure, and not specifically in that order. And even though she is very pleasurable company now that she is properly enthralled and under your control, this matter with the Witch Hunter is vastly more pressing than entertaining her newfound affection for you.

You depart with Faye early in the morning. When you last spoke with him, he informed you that he would be waiting at "the Gate", the link between the large swamp and the forests northwest of Bridge Town. The swamp, a place you have never ventured, is barred from entry save for this one ancient archway, currently under the control of a great green dragon.

'What game is he playing at, I wonder? Luring me to this place under the pretense of a friendly talk when I know he wants to kill me. He obviously has some kind of ulterior motive, but what...?'

Thoughts of potential scenarios swirl about your mind as your carriage travels south. You would have teleported, but you felt it important that you publically leave Lady Silverwind's estate so as to not draw suspicion from her staff. Faye distracts herself with cleaning her nails; you almost envy her ability to not worry about things as much as you do. But that comes with a carelessness, you remind yourself, that has gotten her into trouble more than a few times, including the fact that she is now nursing the brood of Ben in her belly.

Ben... you also wonder how he is doing. Lycanthropy isn't an easy thing to deal with until one can learn to bring it under control. But will he? If not, curing him may prove difficult.

>Visit Merriam on the way south
>Bypass Youngwater and return to your tower; check up on Ben
>Talk with Faye about your plans for the Witch Hunter
>Check in with Supremia
>Other

>>1913687
>Visit Merriam on the way south

If we can visit Ben after. If not. Then i say go straight to
>Bypass Youngwater and return to your tower; check up on Ben

>>1913687
>Check in with Supremia
>Bypass Youngwater and return to your tower; check up on Ben

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>>1913707

You proceed directly south, bypassing Youngwater and heading to your tower. Ben's condition has been on your mind for some time now; as one of your first minions, he holds something of a special place in your heart next to Merriam. While your knowledge of lycanthropy isn't extensive, you know that he's likely undergone some changes. The mark you have placed upon him hasn't informed you of any damage, meaning he should be physically alright, but you wonder at his current mental state.

Upon arriving at the tower in the afternoon, you find a note on the door left by your dwarven runepriest, Bargum. It reads, "Took Alex into town for a while until this matter is settled." Your brow furrows as you reread it. 'What matter?' When you open the door, it becomes apparent. The place is nearly trashed, with toppled furniture and scattered items.

"It looks like a wild animal got in here," Faye notes from over your shoulder.

As if in response to her comment, Ben suddenly comes around the corner into the entry hall from downstairs. He is shirtless, dressed only in loose pants, and you immediately notice his chest is hairier than before. His lips, currently moving with the motion of his gnashing teeth, shine with the juice of the meat he is eating. His hair is somewhat disheveled, but the most startling physical change he has undergone is that he looks broader, with more muscle on his arms and upper body.

He sniffs in the air, swallows his bite and then focuses singularly on you. "Mary," he says in a hungry tone. Before you can say anything he strides across the room with three wide steps and scoops you up into his arms, easily hoisting you up.

"What! Ben--"

He pushes you up against the wall and kisses you almost violently, thrusting his tongue into your mouth and brazenly groping your body. Faye watches with wide eyes as you taste the meat he was just chewing. Your hands push against his chest but he is like a stone wall. He continues aggressively kissing you, acting much more bold than he ever has before.

>Force him to back away and talk
>Knock him out
>Send Faye to go find Amber
>Let him continue
>Other

>>1913807
>Force him to back away and talk
>Send Faye to go find Amber

>>1913807
>Force him to back away and talk
>Send Faye to go find Amber

>>1913807
>Send Faye to go find Amber
>cast Calm Emotions

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>>1913816
>>1913827

You firmly place both hands on his shoulders and manage to push him back. "Ben! You will LISTEN to me."

The mark compels him to obey, but there is conflict within him; some primal force is fighting against your magic. He growls, his hands softening, as he slowly lets you go and steps back. You stand against the wall and look up at him, staring into his eyes. You can tell that he is only barely being held back from ravaging you.

"Faye, go find Amber," you tell her. "Make sure she's alright."

"Got it," she says, gingerly stepping past Ben who doesn't even pay her any mind.

You compose yourself and speak to him in an authoritative tone. "Pick up that chair, set it down right, and sit."

He pauses, but does as he is told. You can tell how tense he is, and so you cast a spell of calming emotions upon him. This seems to work somewhat, as when he sits he relaxes.

"Now then, Ben. Tell me what's going on with you. Is something wrong?"

He shakes his head. "I feel better."

"In what sense?"

"I don't know..." he scratches his head. "I feel stronger. More... in-tune with what I am."

"And what are you?"

"I'm a warrior," he replies, gripping his hand into a fist and making his arm pump. "And I can feel things all around me now that I couldn't before, smell them, hear them... It's like I'm everything I was before, but now I'm not holding back, worrying about others. I fight, I eat, I lay with women."

On that note, Faye pokes her head into the room. "I found Amber. She's not really in a conversational mood."

"Is she dead?" you ask.

"She's not hurt," Ben answers for her. "I didn't hurt her."

"She's in quite a state. I'd just give her some time," Faye replies. "She'll need it for recovery."

You look back at Ben as he seems distracted. He sniffs the air again and your eyes narrow. "Ben, do you know what's happened to you?"

"No. I just woke up and felt, I don't know, better."

"Did you knock over all this furniture?"

"I was just playing around," he shrugs. "Amber seemed to enjoy it."

Your mind is suddenly rife with images of him chasing her around the rooms of the tower before catching her and--

"Also, he's eaten all the meat," Faye reports. "I checked the storage. It's literally all gone."

"I was hungry!" Ben defends himself. He looks Faye up and down appreciatively. "Still am."

'He's feeling like an alpha male,' you think. 'Like a wolf pack's alpha. Eating, mating with the females... A wild animal who hasn't been taught how to heel.'

>Explain to Ben that he is a lycanthrope
>Go and check on Amber yourself
>We need to get you cured, immediately
>Ben needs corrective training.
>Other

>>1913874
>Explain to Ben that he is a lycanthrope
>We need to get you cured, immediately

>>1913874
>Explain to Ben that he is a lycanthrope
>Ben needs corrective training

>>1913874
>>Explain to Ben that he is a lycanthrope
>>Go and check on Amber yourself
>>Ben needs corrective training.

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>>1913896

You fold your arms and frown. The situation is more complicated than you had initially thought. Not only has Ben changed, but he likes it, and is perhaps unaware of what is truly going on. 'Perhaps it would be best to tell him,' you think. "Ben, I'll give it to you straight. You are a lycanthrope."

"A what?" he blinks.

"A werewolf. You were cursed when one of them attacked you during your battle with their leader."

He sits back, his brow low as he thinks hard. "I'm a werewolf? Well... I guess that, uh, explains a few things..." He looks down at himself and brushes a hand over his chest. "I was wondering where this hair came from."

"You didn't think it was a sudden growth spurt, did you?" you say with a smile.

"Mmm, but he has grown quite a bit, hasn't he?" Faye says. Ben looks back up at her and smiles.

You snap your fingers in frustration. "Hey! Hey! Down here. Now listen up, Ben. The werewolf curse is affecting you on several different levels. Your personality has changed somewhat; you're clearly more aggressive and instinct-driven. Eating and fucking, namely."

"Especially that last one," Faye laughs. "You should see Amber right now."

"The point I'm making is that you're out of control, Ben. You need to learn how to reign in your new overly-aggressive instincts and control the beast."

"Put a leash on the dog, so to speak," Faye explains.

"Okay, but how?" Ben asks. "I mean, I wasn't even really thinking that I was doing anything differently. It all felt natural."

"That's because the curse is, for better or worse, apart of you now," you explain. "It's made you stronger and faster, at the cost of being more like an animal. And then there are the transformations..."

"I don't remember transforming."

"You wouldn't. That's when the beast fully takes over and you lose all sense of self. I was able to prevent your first change, but unless we find a way to control your transformations you'll be a slave to the wolf-spirit within you."

"Can it be controlled?" he asks, nervous.

"I believe it can... but I don't know the magic required. It'll require some research. Which means, in the meantime, you'll need to learn how to keep yourself under control."

"I'll try," he swears. "...But I also really, really don't want to."

"That's the wolf in your head telling you what to do," Faye says. "He wants to hunt, to eat, to... well, you know."

"So what are we going to do?"

>Ben will be kept in temporary isolation
>Ben will have to try to keep himself under control
>Let Faye keep him distracted; she's already pregnant
>Take Ben over to the druid, Jenna
>Other

>>1913938
>Take Ben over to the druid, Jenna

>>1913938
>Take Ben over to the druid, Jenna

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"Hmmm... Faye, stay here and help Amber. Ben, you're going to come with me."

"Should I get dressed?" he asks.

"I doubt it will matter," you tell him, and walk out the door with him following. You lead him eastward, towards the cave of the druid Jenna. As if sensing your arrival, she emerges, wearing her green tabbard and blue hood.

"Greetings!" she says, her eyes lightning up upon seeing you both. "Mary, always a pleasure to see you. And Ben... you seem different."

He stares at her as you explain, "We've got a bit of a problem, Jenna. I'm hoping you might know a thing or two that can help."

"Of course! Please, come inside."

"I want to," Ben says, and you elbow him in the ribs. Jenna, oblivious to his comment, leads you both into her cave, where she wakes up Hamlet.

"Hamlet, I need you to go get a few things for me." She takes out a small scroll of thin bark and quickly writes down a list of ingredients. "Now, off you go." The small p'orc gives a tiny salute and waddles out of the cave. She sits at her root-table. "Tea?"

"Business first. Ben's a werewolf. What are our options?"

She looks him up and down. "Yes, I thought as much. It's in the eyes, you know. Well, do you want him cured?"

"Can he be controlled instead? The curse, I mean. Can he control it," you clarify.

"I've heard of such things. Tell me: what do you know of moonstones?"

"Moonstones? Nothing at all."

"They're more of a curiosity. It is said that long ago, the elves brought crystals from the moon down to the earth below, and these were items of great power. Only they knew how to wield them, and they were linked to the moon and its phases. All manner of things could be done with them, but one thing they allowed was control over lycanthropy. Pure, complete, total control."

"Really? To what extent?"

"Transforming at-will, and completely taming the beast within," she explains. "The fuller the moon, the more complete the control, but so long as a moonstone was possessed by the cursed, they would never fully lose themselves like so many lycanthropes today have."

"Where would one find such a stone?"

"Unfortunately, that I do not know. They are very rare, and have changed numerous hands over the course of the last ten millenia."

>Are there other ways to control the beast?
>Is there anything you can do to help us now?
>Would you mind watching Ben for a while? I need to handle some other business.
>Thank you, Jenna. We'll be on our way.
>Other

>>1914032
>Is there anything you can do to help us now?

>>1914032
>>Is there anything you can do to help us now?

Wait. These things are ancient artifacts ? We are so in luck to know a collector of such things. We should check in on our elf friend again when we can.

>>1914032
>Is there anything you can do to help us now?

Sedatives?

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>>1914053
>>1914121

You think for a moment, then suddenly your brain lights up with memory. 'A moonstone... Lady Silverwind has one in her collection! Of course! And with her under my thrall, retrieving it should be no problem at all...'

"I think I may have an idea," you say. "But in the meantime, do you know anything that could help us now?"

She crosses her legs and purses her lips as she thinks. "I have a few ideas... Could you spare Ben for a while? I may need help with some experiments."

"Oh?" you cock a brow. "Like what?"

"I'm not too familiar with what spells and potions will work on him in this condition. I'll have to try a few things to learn the extent of his new immunities and resistances. That and he may have some valuable material components I'll need some of his blood, for starters. Sweat, tears, hair... those kinds of things."

"I see. Ben, are you okay with this?" He nods, but you're fairly certain he wasn't really paying attention.

>Leave Ben here for now
>Perhaps another time; take him back to the tower
>Take Ben back to the tower and retrieve the moonstone from the estate
>Help Jenna with her experiments
>Other

>>1914145
>Leave Ben here for now

>>1914145
>Leave Ben here for now
>Help Jenna with her experiments

>>1914145

>Leave Ben here for now

"Just to note, he has quite an...appetite now. That applies in every respect you might think."

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>>1914150
>>1914151
>>1914334

"Ben, you stay here for now. Be sure and behave."

"I will," he nods, walking over to Jenna. You cock your brow as she smiles up at him, batting her eyelashes.

"I'm sure," you say. "Just to note, he has quite an...appetite now. That applies in every respect you might think."

"You don't say," she says, reaching up and placing a hand on his bare stomach. "I might have a remedy for that, too."

"Try not to have too much fun. I'll return either tonight or tomorrow." You turn to leave the grotto, walking out the cave mouth and back towards the tower. 'She's in for a surprise, I think.'

Once back inside, you find Faye and Xerro cleaning up. You look down at the kobold and ask, "Where have you been hiding?"

"Outside, away from him. Worried that he was going to eat me."

"A valid point. Where is Amber now?"

As she straightens out a shelf, Faye says, "I helped her to her room. She's more sociable now."

You nod and head upstairs. You find Amber in her bed, resting lightly. You sit on the edge of her bed and gently stir her. "Are you alright?"

"You didn't... warn me..." she whispers. Her face is still somewhat flushed and her forehead is sweaty.

"What did he do to you, exactly?"

"Gods... what didn't he do?" She closes her eyes. "He destroyed me. I'd want to kill him if it wasn't so good... Nobody has ever done that to me before."

"I'm looking into ways to stop that from happening again."

Suddenly she grabs your arm. "No! No, Mary, listen to me -- we NEED to keep Ben this way."

"What? Calm down and listen to yourself. He's out of control and needs to be reigned in."

"But you aren't going to cure him, are you? Like we talked about?"

"I don't know yet."

"Because I've changed my mind on the matter. He's stronger and faster now... We sparred, and he beat me. You don't understand, Mary, he beat me soundly and I was actively trying to win, and then he claimed me. I had never felt more alive!"

You smile and almost laugh at how desperate she seems. "Is that so? You don't think his personality has gotten a little out of hand?"

"We can control it," she says. "I've heard of warriors controlling lycanthropy before."

"And what if he loses control completely and kills someone close to him?"

She swallows, apparently not quite having considered that. "You're probably right," she sighs wistfully. "I'm being selfish. But you need to understand, he was like a monster, relentless..."

You pat her on the arm. "There, there. I understand."

>Ask about Alex and Bargum
>Tell her about the moonstone and how Ben could use it
>Perform a divination spell upon her to see if she is alright
>Return to Faye
>Other

>>1914388
>Tell her about the moonstone and how Ben could use it
>Ask about Alex and Bargum

>>1914388
>Ask about Alex and Bargum
>Tell her about the moonstone and how Ben could use it
>Perform a divination spell upon her to see if she is alright

>>1914388
>>Ask about Alex and Bargum
>>Tell her about the moonstone and how Ben could use it
>>Perform a divination spell upon her to see if she is alright

>>1914388
>>Ask about Alex and Bargum
>>Tell her about the moonstone and how Ben could use it

>>1914388
>Perform a divination spell upon her to see if she is alright
> Get her to swear loyalty to you if you keep Ben like this.

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>>1914420
>>1914466
>>1914467
>>1914479

"Just try and relax," you tell her, placing a hand on hers. You sit her back and ask, "What about Alex and Bargum? What happened to them?"

"I told Bargum about what was happening. He saw the state that Ben was in and decided to take Alex into town for a few days to stay with that paladin, Lightguard. Probably for the best..."

"Indeed. Don't worry, though, I have a plan to control Ben's new urges."

"How? Meat and a lot of women?" she jokes.

"A moonstone. If he has one, he'll be able to completely control his condition. I'm working on getting one."

"That'd be perfect," Amber says. "You should've seen him, Mary. He was great in the fight against those werewolves."

"I caught a glimpse or two."

"He's really turning into something great," she sighs. "I think I'll need some more rest... Where is Ben now?"

"With a friend. Don't worry."

She nods and closes her eyes. As she does this, you subtly cast a few spells on her to see how she is doing. Physically she seems alright, though very weary. Casting your eyes downward, you wonder if Ben's actions could have resulted in another pregnancy. You wouldn't be surprised if he's working on a third at this very moment...

'I'll need more than a muzzle for him at this rate. I'll have to get him fixed.'

Standing up, you walk downstairs where you find Faye sitting and enjoying a drink with Xerro. "How is she?" she asks as you enter.

"Fine, just resting. I've left Ben with the druid, Jenna."

Faye sets her drink down in her lap. "Really? What do you suppose will come of that?"

"Hopefully another potential future asset," you murmur. You have control over Ben, and as such you wonder if this control will spread to the rest of his bloodline. While you aren't sure how comfortable you are with all this unchecked breeding, it may prove valuable in the future if his children could be turned towards your cause as he is. Perhaps even Faye's child; after all, her goal and yours are essentially the same.

The only thing that concerns you is the unpredictability of it all. Raising children takes time and effort, and you'd rather have your allies in a state of constant readiness. Pregnancy hampers this. Then again, there is that spell Faye mentioned, the one that will allow her to go through the entire gestation period in a fraction of the time required.

'Thoughts for later,' you brush them aside. 'For now, I have other things to worry about.'

>Go to Bridge Town and check on Alex
>You and Faye will prepare to head to the Gate
>Attempt to scry upon the Witch Hunter once more
>Retrieve the moonstone
>Other

>>1914526
>>You and Faye will prepare to head to the Gate

>>1914526
>You and Faye will prepare to head to the Gate

>>1914526
>>You and Faye will prepare to head to the Gate

>>1914526
>>Go to Bridge Town and check on Alex

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>>1914539
>>1914541

"We're going to the Gate," you tell Faye. "It's time we confront this hunter."

"I'm excited!" she says, hopping up to her feet. "So, how are we going to do it?"

"You'll remain in hiding at first; perhaps in your spider form. I'll confront him alone and see what his game is."

"Fantastic. When do we kill him?"

"When I say so. But we're NOT going to underestimate him. I've seen him in combat, and he is fast and deadly. We play this defensively, understood?"

"Crystal clear."

"Good. Then let's prepare."

>Give me some 1d100s for random encounters for the Gate!

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>1914567

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>1914567

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>1914567

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>1914567

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>>1914569
>>1914570
>>1914573
>>1914589

You and Faye gather your things and gear, along with enough supplies to last the journey, and set out northwest. Though you have never been to the Gate or the swamp that lies beyond, you have studied the area enough to know where you are going.

The swamp itself is surrounded by an ancient wall belonging to a long-dead civilization. Within it lies an uncivilized marshland of lizardfolk, trolls and other vile things. The green dragon who guards the Gate does so at her whim, keeping things from getting in or out. Despite this, there do exist some gaps in the wall, or so you have heard.

You have encountered the spawn of this green dragon before. You once saw a wyvern take apart a group of bounty hunters, and you were once attacked by a giant green snake and saved by Krom, whereupon you took him to bed. A shiver runs up your spine as you remember that evening; you must have felt what Amber felt earlier.

In your raven form, with Faye clinging onto your back in her spider form, you fly towards the swamp. You land near the ancient structure of the Gate; a massive temple-like archway covered in vines and other forms of flora. The forest grows thick, dark and wet the closer to the swamp, and so when you transform back into your normal form, assuming your true identity as Sirena Le Doux, your feet sink into the mud somewhat. You exhale distastefully as you walk towards the massive clearing in front of the ruin.

You hear noises of battle, and so you hide; Faye does the same, climbing up into a nearby tree. Looking on from behind a collection of thick roots, you see none other than the Witch Hunter himself engaged in battle against several lizardfolk. The saurian humanoids have him surrounded and appear to be trying to capture him, but his swordwork is more than a match for their primitive arms and armor.

>Observe
>Attack him while he is distracted
>Scare off the lizardfolk
>Help him fight them off
>Other

>>1914671
>Observe

>>1914671
>Observe

>>1914671
>>Scare off the lizardfolk

>>1914671
>>Observe

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>>1914674
>>1914683
>>1914697

Remaining hidden, you decide to simply observe your enemy. He fights with one sword, sometimes two, and makes extensive use of teleportation to remain mobile on the battlefield. Dashing around his opponents, he nimbly cuts them down while showing an impressive array of acrobatic feats. You note that his fighting style incorporates spells when he is wielding only one sword, using the other one to cast -- but without verbal components. In one instance, you see him stab one of the lizardfolk from behind with both swords, withdraw them, backflip over an attack from behind and then teleport mid-air across the field. There, he slides both swords away and casts an explosive fireball with both hands, blasting three of his foes into oblivion.

As one of them runs, he takes out his bow, lines up a shot and simply lets loose his arrow. It flies and hits his target in the head.

'He's fast and moves with great purpose behind each action,' you think. 'Going into battle against this man is suicide.'

From within the Gate comes a great roar, and you think perhaps the dragon herself will appear. But instead it is a giant of a saurian, a greenspawned behemoth with armor and a great polearm, standing twenty feet tall. The titan of a lizard lacks wings, but its mouth drips with green bile, and it sets its sight upon the Witch Hunter, who stands passively. However, the giant doesn't advance beyond the Gate itself; it appears to be a guard of sorts, waiting for the intruder to attempt to enter.

Seeing as how he is waiting for you, it is a stand off.

>Reveal yourself
>Attempt to goad the guardian into attacking the Witch Hunter
>Lure the Witch Hunter into the forest
>Wait for a while
>Other

>>1914763
>Wait for a while

>>1914763
>>Wait for a while

>>1914763
>>Wait for a while
Well this Witch Hunter is looking like more trouble than we anticipated. We might need to rethink our approach

>>1914763
>Wait for a while

>>1914780
Approach with an illusion and speak through it and have Faye move further away so if anything goes tits up we can twin teleport to her ?

>>1914763
>>Reveal yourself

>>1914773
>>1914777
>>1914780
>>1914786

Give me some 1d100s, please.

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>1914835

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>1914835

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>1914835

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>1914835

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>>1914838
>>1914849
>>1914862

For the better part of an hour, you simply wait. You watch as the hunter builds a fire and sits, cleaning one of his swords. The massive lizard guard keeps a close eye upon him, but otherwise they do not interract with one another.

'What is he doing? What is his plan? He can't honestly just be waiting for me. Surely he has some kind of trap. Well, I'm not going to spring it...'

From your hidden vantage point you keep your eyes glued upon him, watching his every move. It is only when Faye lowers herself down to your ear on a strand of web and she whispers, "What's going on?" that you stop looking at him.

"I'm waiting to see what kind of trap he's going to spring," you tell her.

A new voice jolts you upwards and nearly paralyzes you. "What trap?"

The Witch Hunter is suddenly crouching on the vines you were hiding behind. You step back. "H-how?! You couldn't have known I was here! I know when I am being scried upon!"

"I didn't scry you," he says, moving into a comfortable sitting position. "Just a lucky guess." He looks around. "So, who were you talking to?"

You remain silent as you stare daggers at him. He focuses on your eyes, and gives you a disarming smile. Him being this close has you on edge. He reaches into his cloak, and you bring up your hand and prepare a defensive spell when it is revealed that he is only taking out a piece of paper.

He unravels it. "You know, they got your picture all wrong. You're really much more beautiful now that I can see you in person." He tosses the wanted poster at your feet. "Certainly much more beautiful than the last two."

"What game are you playing?"

"What game do you think I'm playing?" he replies, somewhat amused at how guarded you are. "You seem nervous. Could it be that I killed the last two Witch Queens? Or perhaps you've seen me in battle, and think you cannot win?" He smiles and says, "Know this, Sirena: above all things, I am a man of my word. I told you that I would not kill you this day. I wanted to meet you."

>Let him keep talking
>Ask him why
>Leave
>Attack him
>Other

>>1914910
>Let him keep talking

>>1914910
>>Ask him why

>Ask him why
Time to turn the charm up to 11

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>>1914926

Slowly you lower your hand, but not your guard. "Alright then, here I am. Why did you want to meet me?"

He pauses for a moment in reflection. "The first Witch Queen I killed was a dark elf. She was kidnapping people, young women mostly, and using them to breed an army of subterranean monsters. Nasty stuff. She tried luring me into a trap, but really I was the one trapping her, and cut off her head while she was explaining her master plan. The next one, her replacement, was a worshipper of chaos. Human once, but not anymore. She was... boring. Anarchy this, disorder that, the hypocracy of society and such... I cut her throat, but didn't behead her. Let her bleed out."

"Is that how you intend to kill me?"

"I haven't decided if you're worth killing yet," he says, which catches you off-guard. "Oh, sure, there's the money involved, and the principle of the thing. But I don't really care about either. I'm talking about the value of the kill itself rather than the reward."

"Then why did you kill the previous two, if not for the money?"

"The challenge, mostly. The sport of it. But in the end they both proved uninteresting. They weren't what I was looking for." He stands up now, and stares into your eyes. "But when I started trailing you, and looking into your history, and piecing together glimpses of what you've been doing... you're not like the others. And I find that interesting. Tell me -- I'm curious, you see -- what is your plan, exactly? Your ultimate goal? The first one wanted to take over the world with her army. The second one wanted to bring about a new dark age. What about you?"

>Revenge.
>First, tell me about yourself.
>I'm not telling you anything.
>I want to take over the world and bring about a new dark age.
>Other

>>1915021
>Revenge

As petty as that sounds, that is really all there is to it

>>1915021
>>Revenge.

>>1915021
>Revenge.

>>1915021
>>Revenge.
>>First, tell me about yourself.

>>1915021
>Revenge
> Probably end up saving the world though. The people I'm facing off against? REAL Bastards. One is the Kings court wizard who framed me. The other is the resurrected Moon Elf that destroyed all of civilization last time around.

> So if you. You know, really wanted a challenge, turns out I'm actually still pretty small time.

> Mostly I'm into researching magic and relaxing.

>>1915021

this >>1915115

>>1915115
Revenge
> Probably end up saving the world though. The people I'm facing off against? REAL Bastards. One is the Kings court wizard who framed me. The other is the resurrected Moon Elf that destroyed all of civilization last time around.

> So if you. You know, really wanted a challenge, turns out I'm actually still pretty small time.

> Mostly I'm into researching magic and relaxing.

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>>1915139

You are silent for a moment, thinking of all manner of things to reply with. In the end, you settle on a single word. "Revenge." Your tone is low, cold and as honest as could be.

"Revenge. Against who?"

"The one who wrongfully framed me for his conspiracy."

"Ah... So you're saying that Mordrax is the true villain, and you are completely innocent? Yet you survived the Black Gauntlet and became the Witch Queen of Aran."

"It's true, I'm no saint. I seek power because I have been wronged. Becoming the Witch Queen has given me power, yes, but all the power in the world means nothing to me if I cannot use it to achieve my revenge. Everything else is secondary to that."

Before he can reply, you add, "And along the way, I might even end up saving the world. The ones I have set myself against? REAL bastards. The royal court wizard who framed me; he still seeks to take over the kingdom and used me to get closer to the royal family. The other? The resurrected moon elf that destroyed all of civilization last time around; I'm sure you've heard that she's kidnapped the high elven princess. I've met her and I've fought her. Oh, and there's an entity of darkness after my soul, one that I have seen visions of attacking the world and only me stopping it. If you're looking for enemies... I have them. They're challenging. They're sport-worthy. As much as it sickens me to say, I'm small-time compared to the real threats. I like to study magic and relax, but above all other things... I want my revenge."

He folds his arms and leans back against a tree. "Now that... is interesting. A villain who sets herself against other villains."

"Maybe I'm not a villain."

"Nobody is in their own story. You yourself said you aren't a saint. I've seen evidence of some of the things you've done..."

"Like what?"

You expect him to list your crimes, but he doesn't. "Like save Bridge Town from an infernal mayor. You also helped elect a good man, and promote the safety of a magic well. A family linked to kidnappings is gone, and its new patriarch is working hard to support the town. A coven of witches has vanished."

"How do you know all of this?"

"Hints, clues, hunches. You've actually been doing a number of good things, Sirena, which is why I am inclined to believe your story of betrayal... Then there are the barbarians that were destroyed by a mysterious plague. Yes, this let orcs into the region, but has had other good side effects. For example, there is their former king. He's dedicated himself to a new cause, become something of a hero in the making... but he's been captured."

"What? Captured?"

"Yes. By the dragon who guards the Gate. That's why I've brought you here. If you are what you say you are, what you claim to be, then you'll help me free him."

>Alright. Let's go rescue him.
>Show me evidence of his capture.
>Did you always know I was Mary?
>I'll save him myself.
>Other

>>1915181
>Show me evidence of his capture.

>>1915181
>>Show me evidence of his capture.
>>Did you always know I was Mary?

>>1915181
>Alright. Let's go rescue him.
Im still salty at how you all killed of his other peoples in the fight

>>1915181
>Show me evidence of his capture.
>Did you always know I was Mary?

>>1915181
> Show me evidence of his capture.
> Let's try negotiation first. I really don't like getting into fights I don't have to.
> Besides, from what I know of him it's not like he's exactly been blameless in all this. We're all the heroes of our own story right? Maybe the Dragon has their own reasons behind this.

>>1915203
Bit of a dragon apologists aren't we?

>>1915181
>Show me evidence of his capture.
assuming he coughs it up,
>Alright. Let's go rescue him.

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>>1915188
>>1915198
>>1915203
>>1915224

"Show me evidence of his capture."

"Just do what I did, and scry upon him. You've met him, after all."

As you take out your orb, you ask, "Since you seem to know so much, answer me this: did you always know I was Mary?"

"No. I had my suspicions, but that just confirmed it."

You scowl. 'Damnit. He led me right into that one.' With a breath of resignation, you place your hands upon the orb and focus. A visage of Krom appears, and he is in chains, thick enough and enchanted enough to keep his demigod strength at bay. He is underground, in some kind of dungeon, and surrounded by snakes and lizardfolk, though they keep their distance from the great man.

"What do they intend to do with him?"

"The green dragon means to breed with him," the Witch Hunter replies. "She has taken many mates and produced countless offspring of different sizes and shapes." He points with his thumb over his shoulder. "Like that big ugly one back there."

"I've seen other versions of her children," you reply. "But why would a dragon lower herself to breeding with non-dragons?"

"She's not exactly all right in the head. That, and she is in something of a war with another dragon."

"Another?"

"A black dragon lives in the swamp. He and his blackscale kin do battle with her. All of her children are meant to be used as weapons: footsoldiers, spies, guards, vanguards. These dragons have been at it for nearly a century."

You put your orb away. "And just how do you know all of this?"

"I'm very well-studied," he says with a smug grin. "Now then; capturing this barbarian demigod was no easy task for her. She lost quite a bit of her children, which she intends to take out of him. Demigod-infused dragonspawn under her control could tip the balance of the conflict, and when one of those dragons wins, the entire swamp will be under their control, and all the problems contained within will spill out into the nearby forest and eventually reach places like Bridge Town."

"So, we aren't here to kill the dragon?"

"If we kill one, we'll have to kill both. That's the only way the swamp will stop being a problem. Balance, Sirena. That's what this is all about. I suspect there are quite a few people you've come to care about that you'd rather not see endangered by these dragons."

>You're right. I'll help.
>What's in this for you?
>You focus on freeing Krom. I'll handle the dragon.
>No deal.
>Other

>>1915261
>What's in this for you?

>>1915261
>>You're right. I'll help.
>>What's in this for you?

>>1915261
>You're right. I'll help.
>What's in this for you?
> Balance doesn't alwayswanted canceling something out. Otherwise there would be nothing left of the world. We could try to resolve the Dragons. . . Okay thy might not be good either if they worked together. But you get what I mean.
We would have had to deal with this eventually.

>>1915261
>>What's in this for you?

>>1915261
>You focus on freeing Krom. I'll handle the dragon

>>1915261
>>You focus on freeing Krom. I'll handle the dragon.

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>>1915269
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>>1915313

"What's in all of this for you, anyway?"

"I already told you that I'm not going to kill you today. Like I said, I wanted to meet you. Now I want to see you in action."

"Sizing me up for when you want to do the deed?"

"I still haven't decided the deed is worth doing. Maybe you really are more valuable to me alive than dead."

For a moment, you simply lock eyes with him, until you concede. "Alright, I'll help. You focus on freeing Krom, and I'll handle the dragon."

"Are you certain? I thought it would be the other way around."

"I've dealt with dragons before. Free Krom, and this will be easier for all three of us."

"Fair enough. You cause a distraction wtih that guard in the front and I'll sneak inside."

"Now THAT is what I thought would be the other way around."

"Life's full of little disappointments," he snidely remarks as he draws his swords. "So, shall we?"

You pause for a moment and consider Faye. She's been here the whole time, and he's still unaware she exists. Perhaps that is an advantage you'd like to keep... but having her help you could be invaluable in a battle like this.

>Reveal Faye and have her help you
>Keep her back; she'll be useful for Twin Teleport in a pinch
>She'll follow her own plan to help you and not reveal herself to the Witch Hunter
>Have her go with the Witch Hunter
>Other

>>1915367
>Keep her back; she'll be useful for Twin Teleport in a pinch

>>1915367
>Keep her back; she'll be useful for Twin Teleport in a pinch
Contingency plan

>>1915367
>>She'll follow her own plan to help you and not reveal herself to the Witch Hunter

>>1915367
>Keep her back; she'll be useful for Twin Teleport in a pinch
Faye can go watch us on the crystal ball or something.

>>1915367
>>Keep her back; she'll be useful for Twin Teleport in a pinch

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>>1915372
>>1915374
>>1915398
>>1915431

Signalling to Faye to stay back, you begin to formulate a plan. The massive guardian is still there, waiting to challenge all who would enter the Gate.

>Turn into a raven and fly overhead
>Turn invisible and sneak past
>Create a distraction and lure the guard away
>Battle the guardian and attempt to kill it
>Other

>>1915467
>Create a distraction and lure the guard away
we know ghost noises right? make it sound like whispering in the opposite direction from us. Maybe some branch cracks

>>1915467
>>Create a distraction and lure the guard away

>>1915467
>Create a distraction and lure the guard away

>>1915472
>>1915474
>>1915479

Let's have a 1d100, and if you want to throw in an action go ahead.

Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>1915493
Create illusion of a person

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>1915493
illusion of a black dragon

Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>1915493
illusion of black dragonlings having snuck past the guard

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>1915493
Act like a lost maiden of virtue who lost their horse in the swamp and can't move their cart full of gold (in easy to carry bags)
That should get the attention of anything draconic.

Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>1915493
ghost sound Draconic muttering, and an illusion of black dragon people over in the other direction

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>>1915500
>>1915505
>>1915549
>>1915654
>>1915715

Looking at the large saurian creature, you frown in thought. How best to distract him? At first you conjure up a man, who runs forward and waves, but much like how the guard treated the hunter earlier, it pays him no heed.

'Well, he did mention the conflict these dragonspawn are having with a black dragon. So...'

Preparing your greatest illusion spell, you pour all of your focus into conjuring up the image of a black dragon. It charges into the clearing and roars at the guard, challenging it. This does more than get the guard's attention; it charges towards your illusory beast!

"Nicely done," he compliments you as he dashes out from cover. You follow him as best you can, but he is much faster. You command your dragon to dance around the area, keeping the guard busy while you both run into the Gate. This stone structure is like a massive hallway, broken up by debris and massive roots and other plants growing freely in some areas, through which you can see the swamp on the other side. Knowing that to stay out in the open is to invite trouble, you hide behind a fallen pillar.

The Witch Hunter dashes somewhere below, vanishing into a passageway.

'Now I just need to find that dragon,' you think. 'Where would I nest if I were a green dragon?'

>Search the main hall
>Go up the stairs to the top of the ancient wall
>Search down below, in the flooded sections
>Remain where you are for now and hide; observe
>Other

>>1916016
>>Search down below, in the flooded sections

>>1916016
>>Search down below, in the flooded sections

>>1916016
>>Search down below, in the flooded sections

>>1916016
>>Search down below, in the flooded sections

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>>1916022
>>1916088
>>1916197
>>1916495

Finding a staircase on the opposite side that leads downwards, you carefully make your way into the flooded ruins below the Gate. Soon you are up to your waist in murky water. 'At least it is warm,' you think, trying to ignore how disgusting it is.

A chamber up ahead is well-lit, and so you investigate. You find yourself in a room with many eggs; white ones, green ones, white ones with green spots, green ones with white spots, and so on. They are kept submerged in the water, likely due to its warmth. Picking one up to examine it leads you to think, 'Eggs. What a perfect metaphor for all that's been going on lately. Ben knocking girls up left and right, the red dragon in Aran, Francis agreeing to help me just to put a baby in me. I just want my revenge! I never asked to start a gods-damned daycare center.'

Just then, you hear a coiling noise and look further into the chamber. A half-man-half-snake emerges, covered in green scales. His snake section, starting at his waist, is very long and allows him to curl about the pillars of the room. He fixes yellow eyes upon you. "What do we have here, hmmm? A tasty and plump-looking morsel if ever I've seen one."

"Was that a crack at my breasts?" you ask, dropping the egg into the water.

"Tread carefully! I am the guardian of this nest, mortal. Harm but one egg and you'll know death!"

"And if I don't?"

"You look like you would make a fine breeder yourself," he sneers. "I am certain the barracks would love to get their hands on you."

'There it is again! Enough of this!' You crack your neck and fingers. "I'm not the having-kids type. Certainly not interested in becoming a breeder for a bunch of inbred mutant dragonspawns that live in a swamp. So, you tell me where your mommy is, and I won't have to break every egg in this room."

He hisses, poisonous venom dripping from his fangs. "You won't get the chance!" He moves to attack!

>1d100 and an action!

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>1917009
cast Shield to protect ourselves from his fangs and venom

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>1917009

>>1917019
magic missle to the face

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>>1917014

Bringing up your hands, you cast a powerful shield in front of you. The foolish snakespawn charges right into it, mouth wide open to bite you, but all his teeth find is a bubble of arcane force. Put simply, his teeth break. He recoils in pain, holding both hands up to his wide mouth as he screams and hisses, tail thrashing about the room, disturbing the water and the eggs.

"Careful, you may break an egg," you tease.

"SILENCE, WHORE!" he hisses, which you are surprised he can still do what with the broken teeth and all.

>>1917019
>>1917022

"That's just rude," you reply, bringing up a hand to blast at him with. You miss as he ducks underneath it, then surges forward to coil his long body around your shield. You watch as he spirals around the bubble you have made, squeezing it on all sides.

'Really? Exposing your underbelly like this? You really ARE inbred,' you think with a smile.

>1d100 and an action!

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>1917033
Arcane Strike to the belly!

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>1917033
>>1917038
same

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>1917038
This

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>>1917038
>>1917069
>>1917091

Straightening your hand, you create a knife of arcane force and strike upwards. You slice him across several of his coils, splitting them open. This is accompanied by another great hissing cry as he rapidly unwraps himself and tries to escape, vanishing into the water, which begins to turn red.

You banish the blade with a flick of your hand. "Amateur." You look around at the various eggs. 'Well, now what? I still need to lure out that green dragon...'

>Start breaking some eggs
>Take one, hold it hostage
>Explore another section of the ruins
>Destroy the entire bunch
>Other

>>1917098
>>Other

Send most of them to Aran

>Take one, hold it hostage

>>1917099
>>1917098
Most definitely this. No hostage holding though. After all she can just have more eggs.

>>1917098
Also can we cast lightning or something into the water? Fuck letting this guy get away to warn people.

>>1917107

We lack electrical spells. Elementism isn't really a school Sirena has spent much time in.

>>1917098
>>1917099
this

>>1917099
>>1917102
>>1917122

Let me get some 1d100s, please.

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>1917149

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>1917149

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>1917149

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>>1917150
>>1917151
>>1917153

'These eggs would do well in Aran,' you think to yourself. 'Corrupting the brood into shadowspawn for my own future uses may be invaluable, alongside my goblins, giant ants and other followers... But that presents a bit of a problem.' You're up to your waist in water! There's no place to draw a teleportation symbol. You could try doing it on one of the walls... but you aren't even sure if that would work!

>Try drawing one underwater
>Try drawing one on the wall
>Find a dry room above and carefully carry the eggs up to it (this will take quite a while; there are about thirty to forty football-sized eggs)
>Shove them into the bag of holding and hope they don't break
>Abandon this plan for now and return to the issue later
>Other

>>1917251
>Find a dry room above and carefully carry the eggs up to it (this will take quite a while; there are about thirty to forty football-sized eggs)

Cast Feather Fall on the eggs to make them lighter.

and cast Water Stride on ourself to make it easier to get to it.

>>1917251
>>Other
Summon a Servitor to transport the eggs and then do this >>1917256

>>1917251
>>Find a dry room above and carefully carry the eggs up to it (this will take quite a while; there are about thirty to forty football-sized eggs)

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>>1917256
>>1917261
>>1917270

'First and foremost, I'm tired of this water business.' You cast water stride and step up onto the liquid. 'Next, there is no way I'm carrying all of these eggs.'

With the flick of a wirst, a waggling of your fingers and the saying of a spell, you conjure up a servitor from Aran. The hooded, faceless and nameless figure awaits your command. "You! Carry these eggs to a room upstairs. A dry one with flat enough space for one of my teleportation circles." He bows and begins carefully taking the eggs up. As he does, you cast feather fall upon them to ensure that they will not break. 'Ah, I love having minions.'

When this is done, you prepare to leave the lower levels when a voice calls out to you from behind. "I would stop what you are doing if you value your life."

Thinking that perhaps the foolish snake man has returned, you instead turn to see a near-human reptillian warrior wearing a green mask with a matching ninja-like tunic appear from the shadows, decloaking as it were, not unlike a chameleon. His eyes are bright yellow, glimpsed from the slit in his black mask. Beneath his green scales, tense muscles can be seen.

"And you are?" you ask, raising a brow.

"I am the greatest warrior and assassin in my mother's army. You may call me Usai." He brings up two hands that end in claws and holds them in front of himself in a monk's combat pose. "And I will stop you."

"You wouldn't be the first to try, but I must say, you do seem more developed than the other greenspawn creatures I have come across."

"I am not like the others. My mind is as sharp as my claws, and just as deadly. If you surrender now I will bring you to my mother and she will judge your fate."

"I'm the least of your concerns right now," you say with a smile. "As we speak, a companion of mine is freeing your mother's new prized prisoner."

His yellow eyes widen. "You're bluffing. And even if not, it doesn't matter. I can bring you in right now."

>Keep him talking until your minion finishes the ritual to send the eggs
>Attempt to lure him into a trap
>'Surrender' and be taken to his mother
>Threaten to damage the eggs if he does not leave
>Other

>>1917339
>Keep him talking until your minion finishes the ritual to send the eggs

Stroke his ego, make him monologue

>>1917339
>>Keep him talking until your minion finishes the ritual to send the eggs

>>1917339
>Keep him talking until your minion finishes the ritual to send the eggs.

Like >>1917349 said, get him monologuing. Play yourself up a little, tell love your feet, ask how such as him could hope to defeat you blah de blah de blah. Get him going on a speech about who he is and his training and all that jazz.

>>1917369
*tell him your feats.

Sorry, phoneposting.

>>1917339
>>Keep him talking until your minion finishes the ritual to send the eggs

>>1917339
>Keep him talking until your minion finishes the ritual to send the eggs

Load on the flattery and ask him about his mother. Get him to brag.

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>>1917349
>>1917368
>>1917369
>>1917373
>>1917375
>>1917392

'Hm. This one likes to talk, and even seems a bit green... in more ways than one.'

"Do you truly think you could defeat me? I am Sirena Le Doux, the Witch Queen of Aran. I command the power of an entire realm. What can you do? Eat flies?" Behind you, your minion busies himself with the ritual, preparing the teleportation circle.

"I am the greatest warrior in this swamp! No one is faster or stronger than I!"

"You must have a lot to prove, with so many brothers and sisters. Trying to stand out amongst the crowd, are we? That must be difficult, being so... small."

"I am NOT small! The blood of a dragon runs through my veins, witch! I am a cold-blooded killer; something a soft, supple creature like you could never hope to stand against."

"Mm, yes, I am rather soft," you say, trailing your hands up your sides. "And VERY supple."

"What... what are you doing?" he asks in confusion, lowering his hands slightly.

"Have you ever seen a creature such as I, little lizard?" you ask in a slightly sultry tone. Cocking your hips to one side, you bury your hands in your hair and thrust your chest outwards slightly. With a smile, you wink at him and place your back to a wall, hiking one leg up to rub your thighs together. "You said you're cold-blooded? I bet you'd like to feel nice and warm, wouldn't you?"

His eyes go wide, but then he shakes his head. "You're trying to distract me! It won't work!"

Nearby, your minion finishes his task, whereupon he moves the eggs into the center. You smile and tell him, "It already has." With a flash of light, your minion and the eggs all disappear. The saurian fighter shields his eyes, and when he looks up he sees that the eggs have been taken.

"No!" he shouts. "I've failed!"

"Win a few, lose a few," you shrug. "Now then, if you could show me to your mother..."

"I'll... I'll bring her your head!" he says, leaping to attack!

>1d100 and an action!

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>1917419
cast Grasping Tentacles

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>1917419
Grasping Tentacles

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>1917419
Cast Sleep

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>1917447
>>1917419

Aaand then to Aran.

Nice. Tentacles holds him in place, sleep knocks him out and then we teleport him to Aran to turn him into one of our servants.

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>>1917427
>>1917434
>>1917447
>>1917458

He clears the distance between you both fairly quickly; before you can pop off a spell, he's tackled you to the floor. Now straddling you, he sits up.

"Now I'll... I'll..." His voice trails off as he looks down at you and your heaving chest, suddenly much closer than before.

'Gotcha.' You cast grasping tentacles on the ceiling behind him. They reach down and take hold of him, yanking him up off of you.

"Hey! Gah, let me down! I'll kill you!"

"You're not in a position to kill anyone, little lizard," you tease him. You lower his face down to yours and pull down his mask. "Sleep tight," you whisper before casting a spell of sleep upon him. His yellow eyes grow tired, his struggling ceases and he is soon fast asleep. You put a hand on his face and examine him. 'Hm. Not too bad. Clearly one of the more fruitful of the dragon's offspring; a potentially valuable asset. But young and inexperienced; he was defeated by my breasts. He'll need some work.'

Your tentacles lift him over to the teleportation circle, where you send him to Aran. 'Fret not, Usai. You'll come to love me just as much as the others.'

With that business concluded, you pause and consider your next move.

>Seek out the green dragon
>Find the Witch Hunter
>Find Krom
>Explore more of the ruin
>Other

>>1917500
>>Explore more of the ruin

>>1917500
>Seek out the green dragon

>>1917500
>Seek out the green dragon

>>1917500
>>Seek out the green dragon

>>1917500
>Find Krom

Let's GTFO

>>1917500
>Find Krom

All in all, quite the bounty.

>>1917540
>>1917512
>>1917507

Why?

>>1917552
Werent that what we said we would and the Witch Hunter woul dfind Krom ?

>>1917552
witch hunter is helping Krom. We're dealing with the dragon.

>>1917558
Point. I'll switch to

> Find the green dragon

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>>1917507
>>1917512
>>1917540
>>1917573

Returning to the grand hall, your eyes look back to the entrance to behold the appearance of a great green dragon. She flies in from over the swamp, emerald wings shining in the sunlight as she touches down and moves into the wall. She's massive, a truly impressive sight to behold, with great frills and horns surrounding her head and a row of spines down her neck. Her wings fold inward, as she cannot take flight within the hall itself. You can already see lesser green creatures making way for her; she is the master of this place.

Unlike any of her children, she is without flaw. Striding forward on four legs, wings folded close to her body and tail swishing behind, she surveys her children arrayed before her.

"I have heard whispers of intruders in my domain!" she says to them, and a multitude of hisses and cries answer her. "I want them found! Brought before me! They will know what it means to tread upon ground belonging to a superior being!" Her many children begin to spread out in search of you and your ally.

'I wonder how he's doing. Has he freed Krom yet?'

Your answer comes in the form of a massive barbarian breaking through a stone column, carrying two lizardfolk by their necks. He roars and hurls them in the direction of the green dragon. "FOUL WYRM! YOU THOUGHT TO CHAIN ME? HAVE AT YOU!"

Krom lifts off in an incredible leap, soaring towards the dragon. With a flick of her tail, she smashes him out of the air, sending him crashing to the ground in a pile of rubble. The Witch Hunter appears where he initially broke out from, muttering a curse under his breath as he stabs a lizard archer in the back.

'I take it Krom didn't want to leave quite yet,' you think.

>Focus on getting them both out of here
>Help Krom in his battle
>Link back up with the Witch Hunter and come up with a new plan
>Try and lure out the green dragon by using the same illusion trick from earlier
>Other

>>1917646
>Focus on getting them both out of here

We may be powerful but we are nowhere near 'full grown dragon' powerful even with the three of us.

Can we grab them and twin teleport to Faye ?

>>1917646
>Focus on getting them both out of here

I rather not fight a dragon

>>1917646
>Focus on getting them both out of here

That man just got bodied in like 3 seconds. I don't think any buffing we can do is going to really help all that much.

Got to know when to fold them sometimes.

>>1917646
>Focus on getting them both out of here
Better not to weaken the green dragon too much or we will have to deal with the black one too.

>>1917667
lol why, if we fight the green dragon we could earn the favour of the black one

>>1917693
I get the impression that dragons don't really grant favor. We would probably end up as a breeder, as a "reward" for helping it.

>>1917693
Never ever cut a deal with a dragon

>>1917693
It will still want expand into "our" territory when it's done with the swamp, a favor won't help us much then.

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>>1917667

'This is a problem,' you think as the battle unfolds around you. Krom kicks off the stone that had fallen atop him, getting back up on his feet.

"YOU THINK THAT WILL STOP ME? HAAAAAAAH!" Grabbing a large rock, he turns and hurls it at the dragon, who ducks underneath it. One of the lizardfolk leaps in front of Krom, but the barbarian king merely grabs him by the leg and lifts him up like a weapon. He charges at the dragon, swinging the lizardfolk like a battleaxe to knock two more out of his way. Watching him work is really quite something; at least until the green dragon steps on him with her foreleg.

"Puny little demigod," she hisses, leaning her head down towards him. Krom's head is sticking out between two of her large claws. "You haven't fulfilled your purpose yet. You will give me strong children!"

"My blood is not made to mingle with foul swamp-dwelling lizard pond scum!" he shouts back, and this enrages the dragon. The Witch Hunter suddenly teleports atop her head and stabs downwards, causing her to shout and rear back which frees Krom.

Seeing your chance, you run up to Krom. "Quickly! We must leave!"

"I'll do no such thing, not while that dragon draws breath!" He looks back up at you and then pauses. "Say... have we met? You seem familiar."

"That doesn't matter right now. The green dragon can wait another day! We must escape!"

"I can take the beast!" he shouts, standing up. "The foul wyrm has offended me, and must perish!"

'Damn,' you think. 'What now?'

>Put him to sleep
>Teleport you both out of there
>Thrall him
>Help him in his fight
>Other

>>1917738
>Teleport you both out of there

>>1917738
calm emotions.
Seems like the perfect time for that.

>>1917738
>>Put him to sleep
Let's not show off our teleporting in front of the witch hunter.

>>1917738

>Teleport you both out of there

>>1917738
calm emotions

>>1917738
>Other
Retreat to the portal to Aran with the Witchhunter

Remind Krom his responsibility is to win, not to fighting unprepared after being held captive. He's still a King, not just a warrior.

keeping the witch hunter and krom separate is important, since the hunter knows we are involved in genociding the barbarians.

>>1917747
>>1917768
>>1917748
>>1917777

I'll need a tie breaker, otherwise I'll compromise.

>>1917777
>>1917819
>Teleport you both out of there

>>1917819
Fine I'll switch to teleport

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>>1917850
>>1917828
>>1917768
>>1917747

'No other choice!' you think as you grab onto him. Through use of your twin teleport spell, you take both him and you back out of the gate. You and he find yourselves in the small thicket of the forest not far from the ruin.

"What?" He looks around. "Bah! Magic! I'll not let this stop me!" He prepares to charge back towards the ruins and continue his fight.

>Change back into Mary
>Cast calm emotions
>Try to convince him to fight the dragon another day
>Cast sleep
>Other

>>1917904
>Change back into Mary

>>1917904
>>Cast sleep
we need to teleport back fast

>Cast calm emotions

>>1917904
>Change back into Mary
>Cast calm emotions

>>1917904
> Change back into Mary

>Try to convince him to fight the dragon another day

Tell him that we are exhausted and we need to provide a distraction so the man who rescued him can escape . . . .

Or does his honour not extend to repaying friends who save him?

>>1917904
>>Change back into Mary
>>Cast calm emotions

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>>1918008

Thinking quickly, you change into your guise of Mary and cast a spell upon him to calm his emotions. He pauses and turns around. "Mary? Is that you?"

"Krom, we are exhausted. We're in no condition to finish off that dragon."

He averts his eyes, then closes them. "You are likely correct. My blood is running hot, but I am not thinking. I have sworn to kill that dragon..."

"Then you needn't do it alone. I know others who could help you."

He sits down on a nearby log as the Witch Hunter teleports into the area. "I hate to interrupt the conversation, but we should probably leave before--"

Nearby, at the mouth of the Gate, the green dragon bursts into the clearing with a furious roar.

"Let us run!" Krom says, wasting no time in picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder.

"Ah! Hey!" Your protest falls upon deaf ears as the barbarian and the hunter take off into the woods. After several minutes of non-stop running, the three of you take cover in a thick grove, whereupon Krom sets you down.

"Is everyone alright?" the hunter asks.

Krom walks over to a nearby tree and resists the urge to tear it out from the ground. "The green dragon yet lives. Still I am denied my revenge."

"Revenge can take time," you say, and you look over at the Witch Hunter. "It is also best pursued with allies."

"I must go my way alone," Krom insists. "I must attone for my people."

"You weren't the one responsible for the death of your people," the Witch Hunter says. For a moment, you think he is about to implicate you, but then he continues, "he lies further in the swamp. I know you seek to kill the green dragon to reach him, but you must understand that to do so would upset the balance of the swamp and allow the black dragon to expand his territory. We mustn't allow that to happen."

"Then what?" Krom snarls. "I am to forever be denied my revenge?"

"Either we kill both dragons, or find a way to lure your foe out of the swamp," he calmly explains.

'This hunter has learned much. I wonder how...'

>Convince Krom to lay low for a while
>Offer to help him get his revenge if he'll help you get yours
>Perhaps you can lure out the necromancer he is after
>Slaying the dragons is a good idea, but we're not ready yet
>Other

>>1918075
>Offer to help him get his revenge if he'll help you get yours

On the necromancer.

>>1918075
>>Slaying the dragons is a good idea, but we're not ready yet
>>Convince Krom to lay low for a while

>>1918075
>Slaying the dragons is a good idea, but we're not ready yet
>Convince Krom to lay low for a while

>>1918075
>>Perhaps you can lure out the necromancer he is after

>>1918081
But that's our "associate" Though he kinda left didn't he?

>>1918081
>>1918089
Why woud you guys want to fuck over Albert?

>>1918075
>>Slaying the dragons is a good idea, but we're not ready yet
>>Convince Krom to lay low for a while

We could always enthrall a different sorcerer or necromancer and make them the scapegoat.

>>1918075
> Slaying the dragons is a good idea, but we're not ready yet
> We should get the Necromancer to fight the Dragons.

>>1918094
Dude used us to magic nuke a whole people. Fuck him. That shit is over the line, he's too dangerous. Next you'll want us to save the Vampire.

>>1918186
we already know he's working towards a common goal with his brothers.
eliminating him would make them hostile towards us.
Plus if we brought him a valuable corpse in the future we might get our hands on something akin to a magic nuke ourselves.
He's simply too valuable to kill.

>>1918231
They're either enemies or slaves in the long run.

Besides we're only in trouble if we get caught. This could get us the WH and Krom under our thumb.

Worth the risk.

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>>1918083

"I think it is a good idea, slaying the dragons. But we're not ready yet. Krom, that beast had you at its mercy and was going to force herself on you."

"The thought is repulsive," he mutters. "How would that even work?"

"She would likely take on a more human-like form."

"That... is slightly less repulsive. But she is still a dragon! What kind of fiend would willingly lay with one?"

'Well, I did introduce you to Francis already... but I should probably not point that out.' You clear your throat. "Either way, I think it would be best if you were to lay low for a while."

Krom considers your words. "Very well. I have been fighting for some time, and have not taken the time to enjoy food, drink and rest. It would be wise to let my wounds heal."

"On that note, I think I'll take my leave," the Witch Hunter says. "Krom. 'Mary.' I imagine I'll see you again soon."

"Wait! Where do you think you're going?"

"I have some other business to attend to. Are you worried about our discussion earlier? Don't be. I haven't made up my mind... yet." Sliding his sword into his sheath, he turns around and walks away. "I did get what I wanted today, though."

"And yet I still haven't gotten your name."

"Next time."

"Next-Time isn't a very good name."

He chuckles, but keeps going on his way. You are left alone with Krom once more, and turn to see him staring at you.

"I will require a bed," he says bluntly.

>Take him to Bridge Town
>Drop him off with Francis
>Invite him to live in your tower
>Perhaps Cutter Farm has a spare room
>Other

>>1918317
>They're either enemies or slaves in the long run.
that also applies to krom
There are different ways to resolve this problem no need to ruin relations with three different magic teachers.

>>1918332
>>Drop him off with Francis
for extra akwardness

>>1918332
>Perhaps Cutter Farm has a spare room

>>1918332
>>Perhaps Cutter Farm has a spare room
Big guy like you probably finds logging relaxing.

>>1918332
>>Drop him off with Francis

>>1918345
>>1918357
Guys this is a really really bad idea.
Brutus is at the farm

>>1918332
>>Drop him off with Francis

>>1918332
>Invite him to live in your tower

>>1918332
>Drop him off with Francis

Hell, they might get along. They both like wine, women and song.

>>1918370
Er, how did Brutus and Krom relate to each other? did Krom kill Brutus's kid?

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It doesn't take long to reach Francis' tower, the nearest structure that could reliably contain the barbarian. Outside, the stone hut of Solomon can be seen. The golem pokes his head out.

His pleasant voice reaches your ears. "Hello again. It is nice to see you."

"Solomon, this is Krom. Krom, this is Solomon."

The golem holds out its stone hand. "You are a very large man."

"And you are a rock," Krom replies, shaking his hand. "Though you are the first I have met that can speak."

"I have also not found any other rocks that speak."

Krom smirks. "I usually throw rocks. If they could speak, they would likely object."

"Perhaps they still do, but you cannot hear them. I know I would not like to be thrown."

You cough into your hand. "As fascinating as this conversation about rocks is, I need to talk to Francis. Is he home?"

"He has left," Solomon replies. "He mentioned running an errand, and told me to not let any strange women into the tower."

"Well, he's not a woman, and I'm not strange. May we go inside?"

"That makes sense."

You approach his door and open it, finding his tower in the same condition as before, just without Francis in it. 'Where has that horny little archmage gone off to? Well, this is a better place than most to keep Krom for a while. At least here he won't cause any major damage.' You look back up at the barbarian. "I hope you don't mind staying here for a while."

"I suppose my enemies would never think to look for me in a weakling wizard's tower," he replies. "This will do for now."

>Search Francis' tower for valuables
>See if you can get in contact with Francis
>Spend some time with Krom
>Say goodbye and head out
>Other

>>1918420
>>Spend some time with Krom

>>1918420
>>Spend some time with Krom

>>1918420
>See if you can get in contact with Francis
>Spend some time with Krom

>>1918420
>>See if you can get in contact with Francis
It's kind of rude to invite shirtless barbarians into a guy's house without his permission. Especially when he has a comatose dragon in his basement.

>>1918446

I'm fairly certain the dragon is in Aran, actually. We use Francis' basement as one of our teleport hubs.

>>1918461
Regardless, inviting house guests into someone elses house is not very polite.

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>>1918446

You take out the orb that Francis gave you for communication, but find that the orb it connects to is still upstairs. 'He won't take that, but he'll take the Codex Arcana with him. Figures.' You sigh and head downstairs, assuming that the archmage will eventually return. You find Krom in the living room, starting a fire. You sit in one of the chairs facing it and watch the large barbarian go about his work. It would be a trivial matter to start a fire with your powers, but you doubt he would see it that way.

He finishes rubbing sticks together and creates flame, which spreads to the rest of the firewood. He stands up and stretches. "Is there any food here?"

"I don't think so. I don't actually know what he eats; he may just conjure it up." You take out your pack and offer him some dried meat; he takes it and chows down. "You could say thank you, it would be polite."

"Manners do not agree with me," he says with a smirk, wiping his lips clean. "Tell me: that form you took earlier, in the temple. Is that your true self?"

"Perhaps it is," you say, turning back into Sirena.

"I thought I recognized you. I am very familiar with your body."

"And I with yours," you say with a smile. "What do you think of my true face?"

"I do not know why you seek to hide it. You are even more beautiful in this form."

"Because there are quite a few people who wish to kill me. Hiding is my best option for now, and hiding in plain sight is the best way to hide."

"And why do they want you dead?"

"I was framed for a crime I did not commit. An evil wizard was once my master, but no more. Now I seek revenge upon him."

"I see. There is more to you than I thought, Mary."

"And what did you think before?"

"That I could have used your company more often." He strides over to the couch and picks you up in his arms. "You have been on my mind of late. It seems we are fated to continue meeting."

"That's not so bad a fate," you say with a smile, placing a hand on his chest. He brings his hand to the back of your head and presses you in for a kiss. As you return it, your mind begins to wander. 'Wait... I left Faye back there, didn't I? And what about Ben, and the new arrivals in Aran?' Krom hungrilly attacks your neck, suckling on your flesh as his strong hands begin to grope about your body. 'Oh, hell...'

>You'll check back in with them tomorrow
>Stop Krom; check on Faye
>Stop Krom; check on Ben
>Stop Krom; return to Aran
>Other

>>1918598
>Stop Krom; check on Ben

Just to make sure he isnt doing anything stupid.

>>1918598
>>Stop Krom; check on Faye

>>1918598

>You'll check back in with them tomorrow

Thrall him.

>>1918598
>>You'll check back in with them tomorrow

>>1918598
>>Stop Krom; check on Faye
>>Stop Krom; check on Ben
No reason we can't do both, and then have some fun with Krom.

>>1918598
>>Stop Krom; check on Ben

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Breaking the kiss, you lean back and say, "Krom, wait."

"Hm?" He pulls back slightly. "What?"

"I need to get ready. Uh... 'freshen up' if you will."

"You didn't need that last time."

'Stubborn barbarian...' Slipping in a spell of lewd suggestion, you slyly imply, "Well, if you wait, I promise to make it worth your while."

"That's more like it. Does the wizard have a bed?"

"Yes, but I think we would break it."

"Then it shall be broken," he snarls, setting you down and walking upstairs. As he walks, he discards his belt and loin cloth.

You stop swooning over your future ravishing and focus on what's important. Taking out your orb, you focus on Ben. Fortunately you find him fast asleep, in a soft-looking moss bed with a woven grass blanket. Jenna is nearby, humming to herself as she works over a pot, brewing some kind of potion with the ingredients that Hamlet fetched for her.

'Well, at least he is alright,' you think. 'She seems to have the situation under control. Let's chek in on Faye...'

The image in your orb shifts and changes until you catch a glimpse of a spider. 'She's still in her transformed state?' Everything around her is fuzzy, though. It is strange, almost like she is in the middle of a region of anti-scrying...

Suddenly your mind lights up in realization. 'She... She is with the Witch Hunter! She must have crawled onto him when he wasn't looking and is now spying on him! That's either brilliant or suicide! I suppose that depends on if she is caught... but if she isn't, the intel she could gain about him would be invaluable!'

You can't break her cover. You cut the spell as quickly as possible, leaving her on her own. She'll have to be careful...

Now that things seem settled, onto the matter of Krom.

>Go up there and ride that barbarian
>Summon a succubus; she'll take your place and enthrall him
>You'll use magic to enthrall him yourself
>Pop into Aran for a moment
>Other

>>1918770
>>You'll use magic to enthrall him yourself

>>1918770
>>Go up there and ride that barbarian

>>1918770
>You'll use magic to enthrall him yourself
> Summon a succubus to join the two of you

Why not.

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>>1918828
>>1918770
In fact make the succubus look like Faye.

TWINS, THEY WERE.

>>1918779
>>1918828

Enthralling it is. What is our goal in doing so?

>Attempt to mark him
>Simply entrench yourself as his favorite girl
>Convince him to help you on your quest for revenge
>You need him to do something for you
>Other

>>1918897
>Convince him to help you on your quest for revenge

>>1918897
>Simply entrench yourself as his favorite girl

>>1918897
>>Simply entrench yourself as his favorite girl
>>Convince him to help you on your quest for revenge

>>1918897
>>Convince him to help you on your quest for revenge

>>1918897
>Simply entrench yourself as his favorite girl
>Convince him to help you on your quest for revenge

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During the course of the night, you take more control than you did last time, and you begin to work spells into his mind. You place yourself at the forefront of his desires, becoming the object of his lust, and in so doing you whisper suggestions into his ear that take root. You want Krom to help you on your quest, but you know that branding him, at least this early, could fail. So for now you rely on your body and your other spells to bring him under your thrall.

And the bed did, in fact, end up breaking; two of its legs snapped in half.

In the morning, you roll out of bed, leaving the naked barbarian behind as he snores. You slip a robe on and walk downstairs, only to be confronted with a very angry-looking Francis. He fixes burning eyes upon you from behind greasy bangs.

Through gritted teeth, he says, "Hello, Sirena. Sleep well last night?"

"Francis... Look, I can expla--"

"No need!" He throws up his hands and turns away. "No, I get it. I do. He's giant, he's got great muscles, he's probably wielding a +5 greatclub of womb-bruising, what's NOT to love, RIGHT?!"

"Calm yourself! He'll wake up."

"Oh, pardon me." He casts a spell of silence surrounding you both. "There, now the BARBARIAN you FUCKED in MY BED won't wake up." He walks over to a nearby desk, grabs a bunch of papers and throws them up into the air.

"Francis! Stop being childish. You've slept with at least a dozen women."

"Oh, please. At LEAST two dozen, and I'll have you know they all bloody LOVED it!"

"I know you're upset--"

"You are SOME piece of work, you know that? I mean, in MY home, in MY bed! I don't even like the guy!"

"I'm not pregnant, Francis! I made a deal with you, didn't I?"

"That's not the point here! It's about the principle of the matter!"

"Don't lecture me on principle, Mr. I-Raped-A-Dragon."

"I raped that dragon for YOU! You're WELCOME!"

You're about to snap at him in frustration, but instead you close your eyes and take a deep breath. "Alright, look... Let's just... take a deep breath, okay? Let's relax."

"Relax? What, do I seem on edge? I'M VERY CALM, I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW!" He summons one of his chairs to slide across the flood behind him and sits down in it. "And to think, I was gone last night doing dirty work to get YOU some valuable information, and what do I come home to find? Honestly, Sirena, I don't even think I should give it to you at this point."

>Apologize for invading the sanctity of his home and violating his trust.
>Stop being childish!
>How can I make it up to you?
>Listen, I need Krom to stay here for a while.
>Other

>>1919040
>>Apologize for invading the sanctity of his home and violating his trust.
>How can I make it up to you?
That isn't carry your baby.
also
>Listen, I need Krom to stay here for a while.

>>1919040
>How can I make it up to you?
>Listen, I need Krom to stay here for a while.

>>1919040
>Listen, I need Krom to stay here for a while.
>Apologize for invading the sanctity of his home and violating his trust.

>>1919040
>>How can I make it up to you?
>>Listen, I need Krom to stay here for a while.
>Apologize for invading the sanctity of his home and violating his trust.

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You let out another deep breath. "Alright, look, you're right. I'm sorry. It was wrong of me to come into your home while you were away and do what I did; I violated your trust."

He doesn't reply, but he doesn't seem exactly pleased.

"I tried to get in contact with you, but when I couldn't, I still shouldn't have done what I did. I'm a very selfish person, Francis. That's who you're throwing your lot in with."

"Yeah." He looks off to the side and scowls.

"Look... What do you want? How can I make it up to you? Before you ask, no, I'm not going to change my mind on having a kid before I get my revenge."

"Let me think," he says, still not making eye contact. After a moment or two of silence, he looks back at you. "First, some established rules. One: no more bringing people into my house and banging them, unless they're chicks."

"Why am I not surprised?"

"Two: I don't want that barbarian around."

"See... I was kind of hoping to leave him here for a while."

"Oh you must be high," he laughs. "After THIS?"

"Look, he's useful. I want to use him for our plans."

"Oh, now it's OUR plans? I wasn't aware that OUR plans involved fucking a barbarian in my bed."

You fold your arms. "Look, I already apologized for that."

"And I'm telling you how to make up for it. Second rule: I don't want the barbarian in my tower. What am I supposed to do with him? Entertain him? He and I may as well be from different planes of existence. I doubt he can even read."

"Any more rules, while we're at it?"

"Yeah, one more condition. From now on, you start treating me like a team member and not like a minion. If you want my help with something, you need to make sure I know everything about what it is. This is my house and those are my rules. We're partners, Sirena. You aren't my master."

He stands up and straightens his robe. He walks over and offers his hand. "So, do we have an understanding?"

>I agree to your terms.
>Listen, I really need to keep Krom somewhere that he won't cause a lot of trouble in. If not here, then help me find an alternative.
>No, I'll only tell you what I feel like you should know.
>If he wants to put that baby in you, he'll listen to YOUR terms.
>Other

>>1919174
>>I agree to your terms.
>>Listen, I really need to keep Krom somewhere that he won't cause a lot of trouble in. If not here, then help me find an alternative

Remember Francis is both better at us, and knows our tricks.