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Everything happened so fast. Before all of this, you were Freya Godsblood, princess of Ordamark, and you were the most beautiful women in the land. But everything changed for you, as you've caught the eye of the Dark Lord Lazarus Drack who, seeing you, decided to claim you as his wife.

Now, you're his Empress, the Dark Queen Freya Drack, and your reign has just begun.
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>>3602678
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>"Actually there is something I want to ask you, is it possible to buy or charter some of you ships in the next year ?" you ask him

>"For a payment, this is quite possible, for centuries already many merchants and lords we commissioned the services of our ships, both for trade and for escort. When you need it, I'll tell you what kind of ships and how many are available, as well as the price." he answers.

>"Good, We'll discuss this topic when needed. I have another question for you, but this may be a little . . . Sensitive subject." you say.

>"Your highness I can assure you that I can answer anything you want about Tharque." he replies cnfidently.

>"Then, when we first meet and I could see you and your 400 Tharque Legionaries, I wondered how they got so much combat experience. I can see that they are battle hardened veterans and I find it strange. After all, it is an established fact that all that's left of the once mighty military of the Tharque is the fleet, or at least that what is believed. So I listened to some people, and as it turns out, you are doing something in the badlands. So I will ask you directly, what does Tharque is doing, or plans on doing in the Badlands ?" you ask him.

The Ambassador try to stay calm but you can see in his eyes that your words threw him off, he's probably thinking about a thousand reply at the same time. Finally he clears his throat before giving you an answer.

>"Well, it is as you say, our once mighty legions aren't what they used to be, but our soldiers are still as ferocious now as they were centuries ago. The truth is, Tharque still need resources, and we can't depend on foreign powers, so we still maintain several free ports along the northern coasts of the Badlands, and we trade with Aigyptos and the Abbassy Caliphate. Our soldiers fight against raids and attacks from the inhabitant of the badlands, Nomads, Orcs and other monsters of the sands. So while it's true that the Great Tharque Empire is gone, it's power and might is still here." he explains.

So that how a decadent country that regressed on itself can still field experiences soldiers. You also remember that slaves were a stable of Tharque history and those free ports aren't probably for trade alone.

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>>3604091
go see other guests
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>>3604091
see other guests
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>>3604100
>>3604106
Support

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Welcome to A Song of Revenge and Gold: House Malroy Quest. In which you take the reins of a House of storied glorious past since Aegon’s Conquering, but whose fortunes have taken a turn for the worse in the doom that Robert’s Rebellion brought. You are Brynden Malroy, second son to Lord Vamos Malroy and Lady Esemella Hayford and the last living heir to Steadhold and House Malroy. The year is 285AC, two years after the Rebellion and a year after your return to Westeros.

House Malroy is a pre-genned House designed around the idea of a story within the Crownlands of a House fiercely loyal to the Targaryens and their attempts to live in this new world after Robert’s Rebellion. Lord Brynden Malroy is as well pre-genned but will take direction from the players in his ways and how he develops himself further. This Quest will be moderately more story driven than others of its kind, but the development of the House and her lands will take just as much importance.

If you’ve played one of the many Quests within the ASoIaF setting the rules of the SIFRP system should be known. I will be using the Game of Thrones edition, as well as a few of the expansions namely OOSP and a few house rules which will be explained as we come to them. If you have questions about how things work or why certain actions are taken I can explain them as we go along. In truth this is a learning experience for me as well.

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>>3601657
Obella already has taken the liberty so no real reason too waste the Ward.
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>>3601657
>>3601886
having a spy in the house was a welcome secondary benefit, the real reason I wanted to do so was to maneuver a vastly weakened house Langward back into plotting against brynden thereby ensuring their utter annihilation instead of mere crippling.

someone else wants Langward weakened as well.

I would prefer to send both the men in our custody to the wall. mostly because I dont want a deranged sociopath who would literally sell out his own family as a neighbor even if he will kill off the more troublesome members of his family.

that leaves the royal cupbearer as heir. And he hates the fuck out of us.

seven forbid he start charging tolls along the gods eye river as that would hamper potential trade to the north.

So, we crush their threefold attack, take a ward and then when he escapes he has all kinds of misinformation indicating that Brynden is nowhere near as strong as he lets on. the weakened house calls upon tychano for support (damning themselves without knowing it) since the queen is unlikely to throw further resources after bad.

we might just end thwir house in its entirety and gain a more tractable northern neighbor.

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>>3603342
I personally take the sociopath over the vengeful heir as the head of house Langward. You know that the sociopath will lie, kill and betray anyone but will only do in his self-interest. The vengefully minded can and will offend disregard their self interest for the sake of revenge making them more unpredictable.

We should also consider other houses how the other houses will see the head of the house moving forward, a son looking to avenge his father is more sympathetic than the uncle who testified against his own brother and is sure to try to get rid of his own nephew.

Also think about it in the long term, I rarer not have to deal with the son at his prime when we are starting to get old.
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>>3603448
the revenge minded son is predictable precisely because he hates us. Even moreso than his sociopathic relative.

a man who need i remind you betrayed his entire family to either death or ruin on the off chance he could become lord.

we have no idea what he will do. maybe he will aide with royce, maybe he will wait 7 years while consolidating power then poison us in our sleep over some minor offense. Maybe he will never lift a finger against us. We dont know.

The boy on the other hand will attack us directly and as soon as he can. unless the queen uses her connections with the Blounts to councel him not to.

But, Beatrice Blount will likely be pissed at lord Langwards death, and the "unjust" theft of her child.

All in all, if an opportunity presents itself, the young Langward will take it.

As for other houses, noone knows langly is a sociopath. He WILL present himself sympathetically as a rational man trying to save his family from breaking the Kings peace and the consequences thereof. He will find ready allies from those who hate Brynden by claiming he was wronged, and ready allies among the chivalrous by claiming to be a righteous man seeking to preserve the honor and dignity of his family.


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>>3603448
As for the long term, I am thinking of the long term.

Baiting the Langwards into joining back with Royce makes winning more difficult, but it will demolish their house to the roots when we win.

being sanctioned by the crown then repeating the very events that caused the problem in the first place? with a slaver? when Cersei is clearly backing out of her private vendetta with Brynden?

There wont be a house Langward left after the fallout. And that will send a powerful message to anyone who would trifle with future Malroy's.

And personally, Wesley died by that man's order. Noone with his blood gets to profit from that. Ride unto the sunset, and finish what you start.

>[Voice 1] ”His resume is impressive... Iraq, both times, Tora Bora with the Green Berets, Mogadishu under JSOC and the list apparently goes on.”

>[Voice 2]: “His psychological profile came back. It hits all the right notes. I think we found our man.”

>[Voice 1]: “Okay, consider the project greenlit. I want him in our custody within the next 48 hours. Tell Dr. -BZZzzzZt- to get the lab ready.”

>[Voice 2]: “No need for that sir, he uh... he volunteered.”

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You open your eyes.

You are standing on an empty elevator currently in motion. You don’t know how or why you are here. The numbers on the control panel are lighting up vertically indicating the elevator carriage is rising upward.

The buttons on the control panel number 1 to 40. You know you must stop at floor 37, suite number 13. You don’t know why you know this.


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You walk over to the window and peer out. You notice a ledge beneath it. It also is facing the same side as a vista from Tanaka's suite. Ludicrous thought as it may be but what if you were to climb out this window, 40 stories high, and shimmy over to his room? Insanity.

You look around the bathroom for some kind of area map or floor plan but you find nothing but cleaning supplies and toilet paper.

Breathe. Collect yourself. Where could you find an area map? Maybe downstairs at reception they would have one?

What do you do?
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>>3598696
(Forgot to mention what you see when you look out)

You pull down the window after quietly breaking the locks with the butt of your handgun, something you weren't even aware you knew how to do, and peer out into the chilly night time air. You are met with the distinctive Tokyo skyline. You aren't sure but you think maybe you've been here before. Or perhaps you haven't. It feels familiar but you can't say for certain.
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>>3598696
Shimmying over to his window? Insanity? Nah.
Here's what I'm thinking we could do. We could do this real quick by climbing into his suite, shooting him, climbing back down to the bathroom, throwing the gun out of the window and just walking out of the building under the cover of being maintenance crew evacuating the area after a gunshot was heard in the building. Assuming we do this quickly, the guards will probably be too busy trying to figure shit out to spend time checking out one dude trying to get away from gunfire.
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>>3598762
Pop out and see if there's any maid carts in the hallway, which we could make a rope out of, but if not, we could probably do this.
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We should have gone to the suite above (Level 38, suite 13), tie a heavy chair to a bunch of bedsheets, push it out the window to have it break the window below, then go in through the broken window.

Bonus: Call the desk phone of room below so that the target is where we want him to be.

Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart

You and others like you have regrouped to the location of your horde. While you were hunting, your lot ran into a foe bigger than you could handle, forcing you to flee with what little bounty you already had. The more dominant members of your horde are less than satisfied.

The Underworld isn't forgiving. Chaos and unbridled wildness reign supreme which calls for the strong to take every advantage that they have. Your only chance to live was to join this tribe but you are finding that decision regrettable. You are the lowest form of daemons. The weakest. Pure fodder. Small. And you'd do anything to escape this hellhole.

Demanding your party's bounty, you are sent without a scrap of food while you watch the huge-horned monsters of your horde drag away the fruits and small creatures. And later tonight you can feel your stomach growling. This is bullshit! You never signed up for this abuse!

>cry yourself to sleep, nerd. you'll need rest for whatever fuckery that will go on tomorrow
>be a bitch and run away from your horde
>suck up to a stronger member of the opposite sex? wait, do demons even have sexes? do you know what sexes are?
>stage a rebellion
>do something else
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>>3599897
I'm gonna support "Seth".
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sorry if updates are slow. feeling sick.
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>>3599914
support
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>>3599862
>ask if the three Huseths could introduce themselves
>>3599914
Seth works for us.
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i made a new thread. had an idea that this would be a great cut off into a new one. also, feel better after sleeping the nausea off.

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Quick update on the "personal side" of things. Just got my results back from uni, and it's bad. So I'm gonna have to head off to work. This will have a knock-on effect on the quest as it will cut into the amount of time I have to run per day, which will result in the quest being slower overall.
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"All stations nominal sir. We are ready to cast off." Lieutenant commander Dyad informed you as the vessel made ready to cast off from where it had been moored. Multiple umbilical tubes connecting your warship to the repair station that you has just recently moored up at.

It had been around a month since the Dawn's Early Light had pulled in to anchor five, during which time you had received your AI. Diana had taken to your ship well, though she was a bit disappointed at having to wait for a couple of weeks more for the repairs and refits to be completed. The ensign in the AI storage bay had taken a copy of the AI's firmware to dissect, something that he couldn't do with Diana herself as doing so would irreparably damage her. He had been sending you progress reports every few days, and his last one was detailing that he was close to completing his investigation.

The rest of the Wolfpack had finished their repairs within a few days of your arrival and left to search for the missing corvettes of patrol group theta. Leaving you behind to await the culmination of your repairs and find out your new orders. You didn't have to wait too long, as almost the moment the major repairs had finished, your orders had come down from the top. After a relatively short slipspace jump, you were in orbit of the gas giant Greydown, the fourth planet in the Beta Strent system. The massive planet sported fifty-four moons, four of which were colonized. You were tied up at the military docks above Reinov, the most populated of the colonies. The dockyard was the home of the system defense fleet, a second line formation primarily comprised of ships too old to effectively fight on the frontline, but still effective enough to hold off the Covenant until reinforcements arrived.

Right now, you were sat in your seat on the bridge. Overlooking the expansive repair cradle that had been rebuilt into a multi-purpose docking and repair station. Your vessel was docked on the starboard side of the station, looking aft. The station's dorsal fly-through lane was currently occupied by a trio of Berlin class frigates, the older vessels having been torn open to allow repair crews access to the internals of the vessels. The foremost vessel in the line was being closed up, but its work had taken the longest. The bare TR steel that made up its internal bracing had been stained white by exposure to solar radiation.


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As the guns underneath the innie vessel tracked to engage alpha as they made good their escape, bravo flight came in at top speed. With only a handful of CIWS turrets actually firing on them, bravo had basically a clear shot at the guns. However, as they got closer more guns turned to engage them. Proximity detonating rounds showered each fighter with shrapnel, punching a hole in one of the glass windows on one of the craft. Thankfully, all flight suits were vacuum sealed just in case, but it was just a testament to how much fire they came under on the last leg of their flight. Unlike the members of alpha flight, bravo waited until the last second before firing their missiles. And broke off almost immediatly after to escape the rapidly increasing volley of projectiles. However, the very late launch gave very little time for the enemy CIWS to shoot down all of the missiles. A trio of angry red flashes across the hull of the enemy ship confirmed the destruction of the last remaining guns. However, bravo flight was too late to stop a round from hitting the Sandman. The small corvette bucked to the side as the round impacted in the aft of the vessel.

"Damn it, reactor's damaged!" The commander of the Sandman grunted. "Engines are offline while we handle the damage."

"Sir, the enemy vessel is accelerating towards the Sandman!" Your navigation officer called out as the massive, lumbering innie vessel turned to face the relatively tiny corvette.

>Stop that ship! Whatever the innie captain is planning, you don't like it.
>Hold fire! You can't risk critically damaging the enemy ship.
>Other (write in)
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>>3603634
>Stop that ship! Whatever the innie captain is planning, you don't like it.
Not this time.
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>>3603634
>Stop that ship! Whatever the innie captain is planning, you don't like it.
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>>3603634
>>Stop that ship! Whatever the innie captain is planning, you don't like it.
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>>3603634
>Stop that ship! Whatever the innie captain is planning, you don't like it.
Yeah no.

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The Lighthouse War is over, but conflict still continues.

With Erusea's defeat at the hands of the Osean Federation and the International United Nations, the imperial nation has splintered into a confusing mess of separatists, freedom fighters, warlords, rogue military factions, and those seeking to profit from the chaos. Worse, Erusea's many automated drone factories still remain intact, waiting for new masters to come to claim them.

The Usean continent remains in crisis, and it's up to a new generation of pilots to face this next generation threat...

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Oh shit, Ace Combat Quest sequel!

Will Milly bag a bandit husbando? or will she go the route of the /u/bote?

Also, nice to see you again Merc! I'm just dropping by.
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>>3598661
>inb4 Redtail x Scalpel

>>3597128
Speaking of paintjobs, only now do I realize that AC7 doesn't have a whole lot of custom paint jobs for the cast.
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>>3598859
I wonder if there's a pilot who had their plane painted their plane an eyesore neon rainbow...
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>>3596933
>using Eriri for Vicky's character model
>swordfish gonna get lewded
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>>3592405
Milly could do with growing a spine.
We should stop self flagellating

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You're sitting in front of your computer. You have the "Steam" program open, on it is the page for "The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim Special Edition".

You hover your mouse over the "Add to cart" button.

>Buy

>D̵̘̗͙͖̣̜̺̰͙͈̈́̈͆̿͗̓͒̑̆͘ǫ̵̛͖̪̘̰̬̞̖̖̌̂͊̂̇̐̓͋͝ṉ̴̤̦̻̻̣̪̭̗̘̃̃͌́̐'̸̪͓͙̳̼̹̥͖̓̓͌̈́͗̓̚͝t̶̩̟̥̫̩̓̓
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>>3600240
>name: John Smith
>race: "What's happening to me? Where is Rodd?"
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>>3600240
Snooty McTootie, High Elf
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>>3600410
Seconding.
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>>3600240
>INPUT YOUR NAME AND RACE HERE
John Smith / Breton
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>>3600410
>>3600542
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>>3603350
Y̵o̞̙̖̤ú̙̩̝̤̞r̯̜̪̱͎ ̪̪̙͎̹͘n̡̰̦a͠m͇͢e̛͔ ͈i͇̘̳̥̘͎̬s͈̪̳̫ ̩͎̝̳̻̱ͅT̺̳͘o̫d̼͇͉̮̬d̦̤̣̹̼͕͝ ͚̰̝̤͓͡H͔̩͉͙̥o̢̬̳wa̩͜r̙̺d͇͡.͈̭̯ ͖̮Y̴̥̗̝͚o͙̩̖̰͈̣͟u̧̗̱͔͔ ̺̣ar͎e̴ ̳̭̬͎a̙̘ ̸̺̼̦p̩͕̬͍̗͍̟i̭̝͍͉͔̼ͅḙ͉ce ̠̭̜̺o̶͉f̦ͅ ̦̳̜͈h̞̻͉̰̫̦ͅi͕̙̙͚̰̫͜s̷̘͚ ̧̦̹̯̫̱̪ḑi͓̺̯͇͝v͉ͅͅi͇̫͘n͉̯i̶̘t̶̼̟̟̬y̗͓,͈ͅ ͚a͔͕̮̬ ̻͈̬̞ͅf͎̩̱̼̥̖͢r͖̯a̞̱͓̦̳c̪͇͎̮̟t̺̫͚̭̱i͍̮̥ͅon̢̬͚͖̩͚ ̘̻͢o̵͍̹͚f̰̩͙̟ ̫̣̬͎G̮o͎̜͍̱̙͕d̘͎͝d̖͔̮.͔͈͞ ̰̪͕̼̫͍͖D̗͕̼i̷͍d́ ͍͇̦̻̬̣y̹̗̟͓͖͔o͖̕u͢ ̥̬̗͉̥͙ͅf͈̙͈ọ͢r͉͡g̝̼̠̱͈͍͡e̳̳͈͖t̛̥̳͈ ̢t͚͙̪̀h͇̪͔̣͚͕ạ̪̩̳̩͇t͕͈̱̤͇ ̺̮̹̤͙̖ṣ̢̭̼̹̙̣͔o̸̯̙͚ ̶̜̹̫̤͎͓q͉͎͓ͅu̟͉̯̰i̼͖̥c̶̮̭k͙l͉̻̘͇͎y̟̳?̹͚͍͟

You look into the face of the man speaking to you, and a flash of fear runs through you. He wears Rodd's face, but a twisted and malevolent version of it. Just as soon as you realize it, his features are back to normal, and the man seems to jot down information that you didn't yet give him. You're moved into the line without the chance to protest, and idly stand by while people talk. Your thoughts are hazy, swirling around in confusion from the recent events that happened. You barely even notice the man getting beheaded ahead of you, before you're taken up to the chopping block.
They force you to your knees, and place your neck onto the block. The executioner raises his axe, ready to end your miserable existence...when it happens. The most massive creature you've ever seen lands on top of the stone tower behind the executioner. It's covered in black scales that look like obsidian, and has the most piercing gaze you've ever seen. With a word, the skies suddenly fill with ash, and fire begins to rain down on the stunned inhabitants of the town.
You rise to your feet...what do you do?
>Run the way that you're supposed to, following the whims of fate.
>Run the way that you came from, towards the border. You will have to brave the fires and find a way past the gates...
>Something else, perhaps? [Write-in].

“Godwin, huh?”

You and Burke sit in the front cab of the Command truck. Her in the passenger seat, you in the driver’s seat. You slouch back in your seat, your arm on the door, your other arm resting near the gear stick. Burke kicks her feet up on the dashboard, chewing on some tobacco as she contemplates the situation. Yeah. Truth be told, you kind of want Godwin dead. He’s the only other link besides Burke that knows what happened to Harrell and Cope. And he’s clearly trying to leverage that into favors. Now it’s trying to get sex out of Graves. Who knows what tomorrow could be, sitting out of missions, getting more food than everyone else, all that kind of stuff. People will start to notice if you cave. Graves will probably have her suspicions now at least.

It’s something you can’t afford.

“You know,” says Burke. “I’d be perfectly willing to frak Godwin if it’d get him to shut up.”

“I don’t want that,” you say.

“Aw, because I’m yours, Boo?” Well- No!

“No,” you say. “Think about it. He doesn’t want you, he wants sex. He wants it from Graves, sure, lots of guys here do. But you, he gets it-“ You stop yourself. What are you even thinking? “Listen.” You gather your thoughts on it. “Burke, if you sell yourself off for sex now, he’s going to come constantly asking for it. And the minute you say no for any reason, there’s always that chance he’ll squeal just to punish us.” Burke nods, understanding the logic a little. She spits the tobacco out the door and onto the forest floor. “If we give into him, he’s going to ask for more.”

“Right, right.” Burke folds her arms, leaning back. Seriously though, you’d sooner kill him yourself than let anyone touch Burke. She shrugs, sighing. “So we kill him then.”

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>>3598616
Right, that's it for the weekend. Sorry to end it on a bit of awkward note here but I've been distracted a bit all weekend, but hopefully we can focus up on the coming one. I'll see you then so stay tuned.
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>>3598619
Thanks for running, Survive. Really starting to suck how we keep losing people, we don't have many left.
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>>3598616
Thanks for running.
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>>3598616
Thanks for running. And this is why I was so concerned about going alone.
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say guys, is there more smut pastebins or ist it only the graves one there is?

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A fantasy RPG
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>>3598820
"I am Christof. My party is here to collect Olin here and retrieve an item lost here, although we'll stop those cultists if we can. Who are you all? "
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>Christof stands motionless, pondering his reply for an hour.
Hour delay is hardly "speaking quickly".
My bad, something came up.
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>>3598942
kek, well the response will take even longer.
I'm done for now, Seeker Quest will continue in 6 days. Thanks for playing anons
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>>3595409
Is not anime related but as a game should try runescape /vg/ has a pirate server so everything is free
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Damn wish I was here

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Both Johnny Cage and you locked each other in sight, circling the crater of a ring created by Shang Tsung and Sektor's previous fight. Audiences peer from the ages, watching in anticipation of the battle to come. The shokans, specifically one named Kintaro shouted for kombat to begin already.

"Johnny Cage is not the sharpest tool in the shed, as far as I have observed him during the Earthrealm Mortal Kombat tournament. Even so, for him to act this brashly is not natural. I suspect the thunder god had manipulated him or put the man under a spell of sort. Either way, he might not show as much reservation as he did against Reptile yesterday. I'd suggest you to err in the side of caution. I would hate to lose men with as much potential as you do."

These were the last words spoken by the sorcerer Shang Tsung. Those words rings true it seems, the man standing before you gritting his teeth, baring them like a rabid beast. His eyes reveal red statics, and outside the ring you can see Raiden's index finger on his left hand holding his staf seems to be moving in Cage's general direction.

"Why'd you side with Shang Tsung Satsujin?! You spared Jacqui yesterday didn't you? This is not all about Shang Tsung killing Sektor isnt it.... I didn't think you're such a piece of shit that you'll let the bastard play your strings like this!"

>"I'd say the same about Raiden and you, Cage."
>"I play on the winning side Johnny Cage, nothing personal."
>"I have nothing to say to the thunder god's dog!"
>Stay silent
>Write in

Choose either:

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>>3599322
Thanks for running QM!
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So what y'all think that dream means? We destined for Khan-hood? Maybe FINALLY get ourselves a recognizable and useful uzimmic?
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>>3600611
It could be us, or it could be a warning for us.

Depends on our actions.
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>>3600611
Sounds like Onaga is coming and everone should be worried
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>>3601973
Shame the only person with context for that is Shao Khan.
And maybe Earthrealm's gods.

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"Stop picking my flowers!"

"My cavy! That weird girl ate it! She must have!"

"You have to pay for that!"

"She just stood there and let the bison kick her, she's some kind of monster!"

"Where did that monster girl go?"

"It's a demon!"

"No don't put that in your mouth! It's meant to light the road!"

"Girl! You there! Wait! Please! You're on fire!"


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Your lips curl into a disgusted and disapproving sneer as you snatch the mysterious apparatus out of the half-blood priestess' hands. At some point you really need to get your mind out of the gutter, but really you can't help yourself most of the time. Koppesmor and your manner of upbringing were not conducive to healthily raising a young boy. But your upbringing was not important, or it may have been at the moment. Perhaps it was that you were too trusting of Eufrozina, that she reminded you of some mentor or some fling. Or even that she had sucked you in with a false personality, or perhaps she had been genuine and this was spur of the moment.

Whatever it was, after a few beats pregnant with tension, your mind snaps to a concrete reason for why Eufrozina would be doing this. Why anybody seems to do anything in this One's-foresaken side of the World.

"Eufrozina," your tone is measured, but one devoid of tone. Most of all though, it's cold. "What were you doing just now? What is.. this?"

To her credit, and your mild surprise, the priestess neither balks nor retreats in the face of your question. Instead, she squirms uncomfortably, robes flowing around themselves as she grips her own arms.

"It wasn't meant to be hostile, really." She begins with a downcast look at the tube. The tube itself is quite heavy for its size, only slightly longer than the width of your hand and wider than the barrel of your gun, and even though it's seemingly lightly-handled metal on a cool spring night, the tube is pleasantly warm. "It's how my potions get their invigorating effect."

The glare you have fixed on the girl narrows.

"Not people! Well, not usually, but I've only ever used small parts of people's essences. And your essence is quite large," her pause after that fact makes it seem like you were meant to take it as a compliment. You did not take it as a compliment, though you are unsure of how to take it overall. Eufrozina senses your non-accepting response, "Ah well, anyway, most of the time, yes, I would be sacrificing animals to the flame to extract their essences, but that's unnecessary with people. You're like a million cats, Artur!"

That one you have to raise an eyebrow to.

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After another few moments (with the tube in your hand cooling down noticeably, despite being held), Eufrozina speaks once more. This time with a lot more squirming and eye-contact aversion. "I'm just used to sneaking around with it Artur. And I know how you feel about the practices of Orseia, I was worried if I said anything we would have to split up. I-" she cuts herself off, looking towards the glowing stone by the roadside you've camped out next to. "I just couldn't help myself, this place is so cold, and since we left the forests, so lifeless. I think that you would be right to chastise me, I was doing this out of obligation and even to an extent greed more so than any necessity."

>You would have appreciated her being more up-front about it. If it doesn't happen again, then this can all be water under the bridge.
>You'll let it slide just this once. But if you ever catch her again, you're done.
>Eufrozina can stay with you, but you're no longer on good terms. If you can find another guide she would best take her leave.
>Honestly, your curiosity has overridden your apprehension and anger. Inquire further about the essence, would you be able to use an elixir derived from yours?
>Request that Eufrozina give you something of hers that has to do with either this extraction process or her religion more broadly. From what she just told you it's best if she tones it down, just a bit.
>Let the matter drop, but request it not happen again. However, ask her about her necklace since the subject came up. Perhaps instead of your essence, she would find some use in the trinket that the Sons of Zaz-Guatcha gave you?
>Question Eufrozina about something specific (What?)
>Other.
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>>3598916
If Eufrozina didn't think we'd really miss it, what's wrong with letting her give us the succ? May as well try it once and see how it rides. But also

>Question Eufrozina about something specific (What?)
Ask more about whether we can use it if it's made from our essence.
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>>3598916
>You would have appreciated her being more up-front about it.
>Honestly, your curiosity has overridden your apprehension and anger. Inquire further about the essence, would you be able to use an elixir derived from yours?
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>>3598928
Supporting

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Finally after two years in the service of the Dark Queen Quintis you have finally been promoted. No more marching through filthy peasant villages administering the Queen's justice, this is your chance to rise through the ranks of her Majesty's armies and become one of her generals, or so you thought.

Being placed in a garrison out in the middle of nowhere wasn't the promotion you had imagined, but after the death of your commander, your rise through the ranks seemed that much more possible. Through your leadership, your garrison holds its ground through an assault and infiltration by rebel forces and manages to capture two of its heroes. After transporting the two of them to the Capital, Queen Quintis decided to promote you to Captain and to add you to her collection of personal agents.

Your first mission as an agent of the Queen was quite the ordeal, nearly dying to a shape shifting mage, getting stampeded by a mercenary cavalry charge, and getting shot full of arrows as well as stabbed lot. In the end however you stopped the mercenaries attacking imperial caravans, and uncovered that they had been hired by the the rebels to disrupt trade between imperial, and desert merchants.

This is not the end of your troubles however upon returning to the Capital, you find that the rebels weren't just sitting on their hands while you were gone. They had advanced much closer to the Capital and would likely be on your doorstep in weeks. Not one to sit on her hands, the Queen has given you a mission to help prepare for the coming battle by killing off the shamans assisting the rebels.

While the mission was difficult, and you suffered losses, in the end you succeeded. Killing many of the shamans and their supporting troops. With the mission finished, you find yourself waiting while the Queen and her generals decide how to finish off the rebel threat once and for all.

When we last left Baldr he was sorting out the aftermath of Mildri's summoning of Aborea into the world.
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>>3601418
>Have the Major give you a full report of the battle lines when you arrive, you want to know what you’re up against.
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>>3601418
>>Have the Major give you a full report of the battle lines when you arrive, you want to know what you’re up against.
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>>3601418

>Have the Major give you a full report of the battle lines when you arrive, you want to know what you’re up against.

Oh boy, the next talk is gonna be feels.
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>>3601418

>>3601518
>>3601630
>>3601809

When the lieutenant finally leads you to the Major’s tent, the structure isn’t there. Not in the conventional sense any way, the tent had been already been packed up and thrown in to a cart by the time you’d arrived, so instead of meeting the man in his tent, the Lieutenant leads you into a river of soldiers and to a man on horseback in the middle of the stream.


“Major Hansel,” the lieutenant says coming up alongside the man “The Queen has instructed me to bring you one of her agents, a Captain Baldr.”


The Major doesn’t even look at his lieutenant as he delivers his report, nor does he look at you when you come up alongside his lieutenant. You begin to believe the man isn’t listening at all until the lieutenant finishes and he asks “So Captain Baldr, why did the Queen send you to me?” he says gaze never shifting. You tell him what the Queen wanted, but before you can ask for a report on the battle, the Major snorts. “Why? Does she not think my men will hold, that they’ll piss their pants and flee at the sight of our enemies? Go back and tell the Queen and her generals that my men will hold and we don’t need one of her pamper peons to help us do so.”



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>>3603810
>> “I’m sure Queen has faith in your abilities and that of your men Major, all the same she wanted me on the frontlines,”
>> “I may be a peon of the Queen Major, but I’ve been on the frontlines of many battles and I am anything but pampered.”

You rise from a kneeling position, brushing your palms clean as you confirm that your quarry had passed through here recently. The tracks, crushed vegetation and scent in the air all telltale hints to those who know how to look. The watchful intensity you display, eyes gleaming like that of a cat tells those in the know that you are the authority on where to look. The birds and insects quiet slightly as you advance slowly, scanning your surroundings for any additional sign of your prey.

You clutch a small medallion around your neck, bringing it to your lips and murmuring to it for a moment before releasing the...

>Carved Fang of Lesser Wyrm. The sigil of a Beast Hunter. You seek out the monsters that lurk in the dark, putting them down or driving them away.

>The All Seeing Eye of a Demon Hunter. You are the blade of the Faith and you will seek out cultists and demons wherever they may hide.

>The Silver Fist of a Witch Hunter. You are sworn to seek out the heretical and rogue mages and see them burned for their crimes.

>The Twisted Chain of a Bounty Hunter. You seek out murderers, bandits and brigands and bring swift justice to them
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>>3597403
>Check your inventory
>Follow the trail of blood
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>>3597403
>Follow the trail of blood
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>>3597403
>Follow the trail of blood
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>>3597403
>>Check your inventory
>>Follow the trail of blood
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>>3597403
>>Check your inventory
>>Follow the trail of blood

Having managed to hold on to your budget with an understandably harried Carpatescu, you settle in to both watch the treaty signing and make sure that every part of the world can see it. Thanks to your efforts, the only people who will miss it will be a few folks in the African interior, who will no doubt get it rebroadcast over radio; you estimate that this is being watched by more people, in both absolute numbers and percentage, than the moon landing.

You tune in on a small CRT monitor, alone in your office. Everyone who has a scrap of time is standing by to make sure that any EM noise events are filtered out.

...When the applause died and the crowd resumed their seats, Carpatescu stood, microphone in hand. “This is an historic day,” he began with a smile. “While all this has come about in record time, it has been nonetheless a herculean effort to pull together all the resources necessary to make it happen. Today we honor many individuals. First, my beloved friend and mentor, a father figure to me, the brilliant Dr. Chaim Rosenzweig of Israel!”

The crowd responded with enthusiasm, and Chaim rose unsteadily, waving his little wave and smiling like a small boy.

Carpatescu sang the praises of the chief rabbi, of the Israeli prime minister, and finally of “the Honorable Hugh Fitzgerald, president of the United States of America, the greatest friend Israel has ever had.”

To some, the president had become a tragic figure, reduced to a mere token. After serving his country for most of two terms in office, he now had effectively self-relegated to a suite in the Executive Office Building and had lost most of the trappings from his previous role. Now his Secret Service protection consisted of three men rotating every twenty-four hours, and they were financed by the Global Community.

More thunderous applause. Fitzgerald rose a few inches from his chair to acknowledge the response, and just when it was about to die down, Carpatescu himself kept it going, tucking the microphone under his arm and stepping back to applaud loudly himself.

Fitzgerald appeared embarrassed, almost flustered, and looked to Carpatescu as if wondering what to do. Carpatescu beamed, as if thrilled for his friend the president.

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>>3598000
Actually I can see why he's angry. This is a great quest series with a great QM, people were looking forward to it returning. Bad decisions were made and the quest gets killed early? Of course people are miffed. They had something to look forward to.
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>>3598000
Im fine. Im just gonna be really sad if i Have to wait a a another 8 months to play a quest by this QM if ever. I cannot express to you how happy and excited I was to see that they are back and this just feels like a stab in the chest to me for it to end so soon.

>>3598015
Yeah you get it exactly.
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>>3598020
Yeah man, I can understand been there myself. hopefully, we can salvage the situation.
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SEVEN YEARS LATER

Jesus said, "You became a willing tool of the devil himself. "

Nicolae did not protest, did not beg. He merely lowered his head even more and nodded.

"Ultimately your plans and your regime have failed. And now, who do you say that I am?"

The pause was interminable, the silence deadly. Finally, in a humble, weak voice, Nicolae croaked, "You are the Christ, the Son of the living God, who died for the sins of the world and rose again the third day as the Scriptures predicted. "

Carpatescu sank even lower. "I confess, " he whispered, "that my life was a waste. Worthless. A mistake. I rebelled against the God of the universe, whom I now know loved me. "

The archangels Michael and Gabriel stepped forward, Michael to pull the False Prophet from the ground and Antichrist to a standing position. He stood before Jesus as if awaiting instructions while the wasted Nicolae was hunched and elderly looking, hanging his head.

A hole three feet in diameter opened in the ground and a putrid, sulphuric odor burst forth.This was followed by a whistling blue flame that erupted from the hole.

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>>3598037

that's xcom baby

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You are Unglück, the God of Evil. You were created hundreds of years ago by the supreme being Akasha.

As your plans ever increase, so does your ambition.

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>>3604079
To be fair, She's frankly eviler than US. Acting honorable would be like us spitting at her role as the god of """"Justice"""".
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>>3604083
No, bro she is getting zero respect
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>>3604086
I really just want to be the smuggest fuck possible when we're absolutely giving it to her.
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>>3603993
>How weak of you to be corrupted by just the mere presence of me. It's bemusing, I thought this would be a grand conquest, I thought wrong.
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>>3603993
ATTACK


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