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[Dark-fantasy], [Draw-Quest], [Semi-lewd], [Graphic Violence]

"A Dark Fantasy Quest" is a dark fantasy set in a OC universe and follows your story as you pilot the young rogue Kae. After living most, if not all, your life in the woods you are forced to rejoin society out of desperation. Join Kae as she navigates and learns about the world around her, makes new friends, and over comes (or doesn’t) what ever obstacles the unforgiving world throws at her.
"A Dark Fantasy Quest" offers a sandbox free roam experience, an organic world filled with characters, a dark ominous narrative, original illustrations, a complex and rewarding leveling /combat system, and a guarantee to see the quest to an organic end. As you explore the world remember that time moves with you, it is not at all advisable or possible to involve yourself in every plot line, character, and hook within a chapter. Lastly, remember to watch your back, as death may be closer to you then your shirt.

New? Read here...
>First thread?
>Old threads?
>The Series Abridged For Lazy Anons!


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stay in her room as in grounded, how long will her father keep her locked
Since Nat doesnt seem to wanna talk about the kidnapping, we might as well go for some bonding while our arm heals, with Nat now and later with Jackson

I still think we should give Jackson a big hug when we see him
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"Im not too sure actually, I forget the greater part of my dreams after I wake up usually. But I do remember they were unusual because while I was dreaming, I felt awake and after I wake up I feel like I'm still dreaming. Also, I was in my own dream, usually I dream about other people and places. Hmmm... Is that weird?"

"The old man grounded me! Can you believe that? If he wasn't so overbearing I wouldn't have had to sneak out in the first place! He seemed pretty mad though, so im guessing... Two weeks? Yeah, Ill be out of here in nine days just watch. Seven more days tops"

"As long as you want, Dad never said I couldn't have visitors or how long they are allowed to stay. I was actually hoping to have a sleep over... I mean, If you want... You can spend the night. I-IM NOT saying that because im a little scared I just think it would be fun!"

Well, we can spend the night

Jack is a good friend and I think we can forgive and hug it out, but after he explains that helmet business and trying to strangle Kae.
Backing this

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Let me know when you are here,


After ambushing the [ERROR]s first actual invasion in ten thousand years, we secured the area and saw(*) about capturing any left over specimens, then finally left for Mantequira so we could report to Ren.

* Please tell me if that's how you say it. It seems wrong to me
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King Asked me to let ya'll know he's been banned for 30days for one reason or another.
He also asked me to post the Following with a reminder that he may not be abnle to reply for a while.

>>Start thinking in how to be a father to them.

Perhaps we can start by being a close and beloved uncle? It will be hard to insinuate ourselves against tradition... I bet this is how the general felt like. Well, then again, it was normal for him.


>Argue with Ren about wanting to be their dad, not just a loyal advisor
>Say nothing about it. Actions speak louder anyway... every weekend invitations to their uncle's island for family meetings and playign with their future cousins, family bbqs and other events, etc
>Other (Suggestions?)
>Other: Off-handedly remark that we will be a male figure in their lives. Actions speak louder anyway... every weekend invitations to their uncle's island for family meetings and playign with their future cousins, family bbqs and other events, etc
We don't want to keep it secret, otherwise it could be viewed as sedition, but we don't want to get into a fight with Ren about tradition, either.
supporting >>3444821
3:39 PM King of all Nights Dreaming: Oh, my appeal was denied. Says I can try again in 14 days T_T
3:51 PM King of All Nights Dreaming: could you let them know my appeal was rejected and i'll be out of commission for at least 14 days, please?
can i get a thread description?

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Pick race and location
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In that case i agree with >>3440594 on what to do.
Alright then. Let's start making some weapons. Swords, spears, or knuckle dusters.

Clubs. We should make some good big clubs out of trees and our ore.
>one hungry troll takes a lizard and throws him on the BBQ for a taste

also this
we should finish the job after we improve our arms and armor. We're at war and the only good scale skin is a dead one.
>explosion set off in the midst of the Lizzardmen

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Though the timely gift of fig-wine prevented the spilling of blood, the Keeper of the Gate remained adamant in his forbidding of Caesar's entry into the palace. It was no major loss, certainly, given that he was only here to restock and resupply. He did not plan on overstaying his welcome, especially when said welcome was near nonexistent. With the visit to the palace fulfilling his guest-duty as a member of the Greek mercantile class visiting a foreign port, Caesar was free; free to oversee the restocking of his ship's supplies (finally getting rid of the figs which were beginning to go overripe) and to check in with Micah the Jew to see to the purchase of necessary goods if he wished. Or was he?

[Welcome to the eight-and-a-halfth chapter of the Commentarii. QM Curse is apparently very real. This is a quest that tries to update once a day, going for a more languid pace than the hectic ones that other QMs who can write faster and better run. On some days it will have more than one updates, which means I either have a surprising amount of free time or I am procrastinating from my actual work.

You can read the previous archives here:


And now, on with the quest!]

>Gave the disgusting fig-wine to the guards in the guise of a generous bribe

Every day is market day in the riverside roads of Muziris. A motley crew of international origins (Romans, Greeks, Africans, Persians) rub shoulders as they fill their pockets with Indian spice, spilling Roman silver or gold in exchange for pellets of pepper. Even this far east, the value and integrity of Roman coinage is unquestionable.

You rub away the thin film of peppery dust off the round sestertius you received as change from a street-food vendor. The coin glints with the youthful glimmer of a newly-minted coin, struck maybe fifteen or twenty years ago at most. The face emblazoned on the silver coin is Indian, however, the original portrait of Augustus crudely etched off to be replaced with a round-nosed individual wearing a crown. The bow and arrow symbol that is everywhere in Muziris makes it clear who the face is supposed to belong to.
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>Caesar sent a letter confirming the date and time of the dinner to both of the captains. He was confident that he could form a... triumvirate of sorts.
>Caesar chose to speak with the captainness of the Radiant-Golden-Dawn-Fleet, a "Madame Tzi". Apparently the company name sounded much better in the original language. Lynius cautioned that she was a duplicitious woman, known for having inherited the merchant fleet from her last husband who died under mysterious circumstances. Still, she had the larger number of marines. The Sinae apparently preferred quantity over quality when it came to military matters.
>Caesar sent a letter confirming the date and time of the dinner to both of the captains. He was confident that he could form a... triumvirate of sorts.
And so we meet our first signs of Sinae.
>Caesar decided to hold an audience with the local Atreidae representative. Though a bitter rival of the Harkonni, the once-aristocratic house was known for its even-handed dealings with their business associates. More to the point, they were what your father's employers never was - men of their word. If he was able to earn their support, it was not likely they would go back on their promise.

This "Tzi" woman sounds a great deal like Ching Shih. Best not to get involved.
it's been three days. Fortuna is dead

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Your name is Samuel Armistead. You are a drafted soldier for the Vereinigte Commonwealth. You are currently under quarantine for contamination from foreign nano-machine threats and being interrogated by a superior officer from project Valkyrie; a black project which at this point may have made multiple attempts to have you incarcerated or killed. You’re now discussing the finer points of the fiction you concocted to avoid making that quarantine permanent and keep your passenger under wraps. Not that you’re certain it will work, since Mia has informed you that at some point you’ve been implanted with the necessary housing and management hardware to maintain a population of metaforms in your system… That probably should have come up in a physical, and yet only now are you getting the isolation treatment… You’re sincerely hoping you’re not walking into a trap.

Colonel Overton simply drills straight to the crux of your half-truth: “This guy seems neat; mind if I talk to him?”. Not an order, completely understandable request after the necessary handling occurs, but no matter how direct this man seems, you can’t take him at face value. He tips his hand before every question, but that doesn’t make his statements any weaker. He doesn’t set traps, he simply pushes you forward, waiting for you to walk into a dead end. You imagine there’s a followup even to this request if he doesn’t like your answer.

“I’ll look into it-“

[No. This isn’t going to be a thing. Hedge it if you can but make clear it won’t happen.]

You’re put off balance by the interjection, “… I mean I’d like to make it happen, but I think he’s a bit paranoid. It took some talking to get him cooperating in the first place.” The room feels hot.

“Not a fan of the Vereinigte? We might have made a few demands a while back… Most of them ended up on the payroll, but there’s more than enough rogues and traitors.” He lets the last words hang for a moment. “Rogue then? Convenient. Probably best for him since this is going to mean more door kicking.”

“There’s going to be a crackdown over this? Isn’t this whole thing a foreign threat?”

“They haven’t done anything too wrong Lance; they’re just risks. It’s not like we’re hanging them.” He turns up a hand. “If we assume the IRH was sending their best, they’ve now got better: We can’t afford making it easy for them to adapt or fix what they stole… We can’t afford to find out if one of these dabblers actually had a breakthrough.”

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>>Durga: Now that you’re hopefully beyond the worst hurdles, you need to ensure the rest of the team is as well.
>>Alex: You need to catch up on the homefront, especially if things are getting strange with the IRH.
>>Durga: Now that you’re hopefully beyond the worst hurdles, you need to ensure the rest of the team is as well.
>>Alex: You need to catch up on the homefront, especially if things are getting strange with the IRH.

Shouldn't contact Hawke just yet
>Durga: Now that you’re hopefully beyond the worst hurdles, you need to ensure the rest of the team is as well.
>Alex: You need to catch up on the homefront
>>Durga: Now that you’re hopefully beyond the worst hurdles, you need to ensure the rest of the team is as well.
Who knows what the rest of them have been put through.

>"Isn't really all that long, but it sure feels like it."

Update tomorrow after my exam,: Can't skip on that. Don't worry, pretty close to normal time.

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four people pick separate races and three of them agree upon a map or all four can agree upon a hardmode map (Only 8 species can live on the barren moon and it makes for a boring, quick game.) After the game is set I will tell everyone their current situation and they will take a turn to attempt an action, some actions will take multiple turns. Last faction or factions standing (diplomacy is always an option remember unless you already burned that bridge) wins. If popular enough I got awhile to do this. All I ask is not to spam during other players turns and end all game related post with your species name at the end so I can properly keep track and it makes my job slightly easier. Any questions, ask away
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Whooops, same photo but that one was missing the red ovals.
This thread ready to die?
If anybody makes there way here we can start another game, just finished the sheet with added tutorial.
Too early for this board?
>>3439295 New thread

You are Ikeda Mitsumasa, Mitsu for friends. Your incredible luck with the spear has earned you the title Yari Oni, Demon Spear, though some still call you the Oni Horosho, demon vagrant.

A few months passed since Harada successfully took over the hometown of the Akitas. It was now fall, leaves fell from the trees and harvest was in full motion. You were part of the reconstruction effort of the capital of the former Akita Clan, now seat of the Harada Clan. Your job was to listen to the complaint of the locals, send compensation to the families of the fallen, direct the reconstruction of certain areas, and a whole bunch more things, all as boring as the last, but a hectic list of tasks nonetheless.

You were sitting about atop a hill on one of your resting days, lazily holding on to your yari, with your trusty katana at your side. The sun was setting behind Harada Castle. You decided to think about all that’s happened in the past few months, in case someone from another dimension were to be listening in to your thoughts.

Harada sat as head of the Harada Clan in the capital. Casualties during the siege were rather high, around two hundred on Harada’s side and a complete wipeout on the side of the Akitas. After hearing that the castle fell and that lady Oya was most likely dead, the reinforcements returned to their homes and plotted away their summers. Some joined with Harada, some sought protection of other clans.

Harada had finally begun to teach you the way of the Yari. He was a ruthless teacher, but it helped you learn a few tricks with the thing, like how to properly use it outside of the stabbing with the pointy end strategy.

[Yari skill: 40/100]

Lady Oya, meanwhile, had lived. She and her son were imprisoned in a mansion within the castle grounds. You’d seen her a few times since, and her eyes bit you like an infuriated serpent. A scary woman, even when missing an arm. The proper heir of the Akitas would be raised as a retainer of Harada Clan, at least that’s what Harada ordered.

And that was the extent of the summer. Harada’s insanity had receded, and some of the ashigaru who were with you, including the old man, had been raised to retainer status. This whole thing felt more like an army of Ashigaru overthrowing some Samurai in order to become the new Samurai.

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>>Improve commerce by contacting nearby lords who’d be willing to resume trade with Machi.

Thanks again and see ya soon!
>>Improve manufacture by contacting artisans nearby and listening to their woes.
Commerce wont be that great until we actually make shit worth trading beyond rice
I've made a Patreon. I know it's usually not a welcome thing to shill out a patreon, but I've outlined the reasons for its existence within.


If you want to support my quest-making, join in on my merchant's guild. If you don't that's totally alright and you don't have to check it out at all.

Outside of this one shill, the patreon will only be shilled at the very end of a thread. After all the sessions for that thread have ended.

No need for drama, you can call me a money hungry bastard in Patreon Messages if you want.

Thank you for reading this. I'll be QMing again soon.
Next session will be thursday, around the same time as always (3-4PM GMT+1)
I can't wait for another time skip event! Can I roll third nat one in a row? See it this thursday (3-4PM GMT+1)!

Once again you find yourself in a fight you can't win. The other boy is nearly twice your age and more than twice your height. Today he's decided he's going to dismantle you personally, but you're sure it won't be long before the lackeys at his side join in on the fun.

He is Trull Drummond, son of one of the guildmasters in charge of Scarleton. You are Hercman Fletcher. Herc to your friends (if you had any) and son of the elephant god, Gorn, which is a fancy way of saying that you're an orphan living in the local temple.

Trull Drummond doesn't like orphans, he also doesn't like it when people challenge him, he's also very physical about his opinions. Ergo, the fist currently lodged in your gut; thank Gorn you skipped breakfast this morning. The worst part of all this, is that it could've all been entirely avoided. In fact you're suddenly having trouble remembering why you got into this fight in the first place--possibly because of the blow you just took to the head.

>It was because Trull started talking rot about your dearly departed mother and you wanted to shut him up
>It was because Trull was harassing a girl from the temple and you wanted to look cool
>It was because Trull was trying to extort money from another orphan and you wanted to bring him to justice
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> Your life is already in shambles, might as well pull the trigger all the way
Changing to
>Under no circumstances can these two ever be allowed to meet. Lie if you have to.
Because they're gonna meet anyways and it's funnier this way.
>>Under no circumstances can these two ever be allowed to meet. Lie if you have to.
Fate however, is not without a sense of humor. Or irony. Or cruelty.
>These two can NEVER meet. Say sure but give her the runaround.
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>Under no circumstances can these two ever be allowed to meet. Lie if you have to.

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Nariko is sobbing on the floor after questioning why she’s alive in a type of mental breakdown you have never seen before. You don’t have to remind yourself of the many people who have suffered this way in front of you – and while you’re keeping some kind of twisted score or anything, Nariko’s feels the most pathetic and saddening of them all.

This time, right here, you’re going to put a stop to her suffering! Or at least try to put a stop to it…

“Nariko, I know how it feels to do your best and still fail. It wasn't long ago that I felt the same way you are after almost dying to help Neko. Everyone was against me and I felt like a burden to them, same as you.” One of the hardest reality-checks you’ve endured through in your life!

Nariko stops sobbing to raise her beanie a fraction, listening intently. You seize the moment and continue talking!

“But do you know what I did? I tried to change myself. If I let myself fall into an endless state of self-deprecation, nothing would change and I'd just prove myself right. If you're so worried about being a burden, you have to pick yourself up and promise you’re going to do better next time. Not to anyone else, but to yourself.” Without hesitating, you reach down to grab her hand and pull her up to her feet. Nariko glances at you holding her hand for a second, before wiping the tears on her face.

“If you do that, you'll improve no matter how long it takes. That's all you or anybody can ask of you Nariko: to Do Your Best. If you do that, I'll always accept you.” You nod at her and smile. Mom always said to do your best, and that your family and friends would appreciate it in the end. Maybe it wasn’t all about feeling content with your efforts if you tried, but to understand the same applies to the people you love – it’s enough to know they are trying with all their might, that’s how you know they love you…

Maybe you’re reaching, but hey, you’re figuring things out all by yourself, right? It took you two years to get this far…

“And if you can't pick yourself up, then listen up Nariko! Don't believe in yourself. Believe in me. Believe in the Johnny who believes in you!” The moment the words leave your mouth, you get a sick bittersweet taste in it… Going so far as to stealing other people’s catchphrases… what are you, Amelia?! Good thing you know Nariko is the type of girl who adores these types of passionate speeches!

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Thanks for running

I forget how different Johnny looks. Who else hasn't seen him since he still had a in 1 handsomeness?
His dad.
Yeah, there's him that's gonna be an awkward reunion if that ever happens. Kind if suprised Joel even recognised us he probably hasn't seen us in a while too
Thanks for running!
Thanks for running
>Do you want me to rub your back?
We should take her up on that offer, you know, as a thank you for being best girl

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In the last part of the journey, a viking and a princess have now escaped a prison with the help of a trusty royal guard. After commandeering a ship from the prison guards on the island, they have now set course for an uncharted island to start anew.


Ursd grabbed one of the Captain's old tomes, a journal detailing past dealings with the Empire. He flipped through it for a moment, then began to skim through the pages.

The man could have been an accountant. All cargo was accounted for. Every bit of inventory was catalogued on pickup and drop off, down to the last unit. He dealt majorly in Cragstone, Ursd noted, as well as some more... illicit contraband. Neyba herbs, Larba crystals. Stimulants and hallucinogens. So the Captain wasn't always above the board.

The journal entries shed a bit more light on some important topics however, especially the final entry.

" *...the sailing is smooth. No err to report. Moderate wind. Good fuel levels. First mate said land ho. Confused. No islands recorded here on the charts. Have made the choice to check out the island. Coordinates are -34, -47.* .."

Ursd double checked. Those coordinates on the maps and charts he had all led to that same, damned island. Lazet. So this captain had been the one to discover it? Then where was he now? There were too many unanswered questions.

"Are you alright?"

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(( I'm touched. Need to archive this for part 3 later today though. ))

There was a loud crackle in the sky as Ana swirled her hands around, the magic becoming tense in her hands. Static fired from her palms and Edgar shielded his eyes. Ursd's hair began to sway with the power as Orrin watched in fascination. The people down at the beach witnessed as lightning struck Ana.

But she did not die. She whirled around and threw it at the door, sending electricity flying as steel met energy and clashed. An explosion clashed as the magic shield around the door was pierced and destroyed. The door did not fare better. It blew inward, the smoldering remains of metal smelling of copper and melted minerals. Edgar wiped his forehead.

"Beautiful. Simply BEAUTIFUL, Princess." he complimented, running up to her. "As expected of Ana."

She turned to him and punched him, sending him sprawling onto his back.

"Magic isn't a show!" she yelled, preparing for another punch. "I'm not trying to impress anyone, not anymore! I'm just relieved I didn't hurt anyone, so stop making me seem like a carnival spectacle!"

Edgar rubbed his cheek where her fist had connected and tried to move backward as Ursd grabbed Ana's arm gently, stopping her.

"Ana, that's enough. He gets it." Ursd assured. "You're fine."

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>"Edgar, it's obvious this isn't the way to do it. She needs time, not attention."
>"Ana, he's right. You can't just keep looking at yourself like some form of monster."

They're both right.
"Edgar, it's obvious this isn't how you help her. She needs time. Not attention."

He released Ana's arm but moved to stand in front of Edgar, his arms crossed.

"But Ana, he's ..surprisingly right. You can't just keep looking at yourself like some sort of monster."

Ana paused, her fist still raised, but she began to contemplate, and then punched Ursd in the chest. Not hard. Just enough.

"Dammit. I couldn't just unclench my hand." she apologized, letting her arm hang loosely by her side.

"Thank you, Ursd. Though I didn't like that 'surprisingly' you threw in there." Edgar said, wiping himself off.

"Be grateful I complimented you at all, Prince." Ursd gave him a dismissive look. "Come. The ruin awaits."

"Yes. I'd quite like to explore it." Orrin added, moving forward. Edgar watched Ana for a moment, warily. She kept looking down at the ground, but then she moved to catch up to them, not giving him attention at all.

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>Stop Edgar. He could accidentally trigger something, knowing him.
>Stop Edgar. He could accidentally trigger something, knowing him.
>>Ask Ana if she's alright.
>Ask Orrin more about this ruin. The information could prove useful.

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A magic City

Welcome to Silverlin, The Arcane Eye.
A mage city housing many style of magic for anyone mage to enjoy. Weather blasting your foes to bits or constructing a sceptical of illusions, there is a district of magic in the walls of the gray stone city of Silverlin.
You just arrived city and take a quick tour guide to get familiar with what the place has to offer. A dwarf with a wide brim hat takes the gathered crowed across 8 different walled off districts of the city.

Al-lux: A variable den of debauchery and sin, here is where one can go to satisfy their urges in many ways, as the brothels line the streets with smiling courtesans at the doors using their friendly attitudes and sometimes sly magic to bring in customer

The Eyes: Here you can find many shops offering a glimpse into the future, or the past. Help you find a missing person, or yourself.

Fel-Ward: A place where summoners gather to bring forth creatures from all kinds of realms

Fizze Diocese: One would be wise to mind their heads while in this part of the city, for wizards who practice the art of battle magic can be found sparing in the unlikely of places. Shoot shards of ice, or globes of acid in every direction. The people here have grown accustom to the rowdy display and are quite lively themselves. Quinn Geth is a gnome who runs the Evocation school here and does so with a smile to new comers but keeps a cold whip to take care of anyone who oversteps their bounds.

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>Turn back and go to the golden opportunity if it looks like I don't catch up


You see singed hairs and burn wounds. the body of a fox on wooden floors and the lifeless eyes of someone next to them, their flesh burning.

Turning around you dash after the girl intent on helping her catch this little fur-ball of hers. With the streets being less cramped then before your find her easily. Staying with her is not to hard to do, in till she starts dashing into alleys after her pet then you have to jump over boxes slide past walls and wake more then one beggar in a tent. Finally she stops , her fox posed hair raised and growling at a building across the street, the sign of which swings with the words "Familiar Familiars". After a moment you scoop up the animal and hand it to the girl you were following. She stares at the building then looks at you with a smile. " Thanks for your help Mr, I'm Suki " she takes the struggling animal from your arms and pats its head causing it to settle down a little but the animal still growls towards the building. "This here is Nerka and if dad knew I lost his familiar he wold be quite cross with me!"
"Hi Suki and Nerka, my name's Devork" Devork replies, quickly glancing at the building across the street.

"for now let's talk back on the main street, it's getting late and I'd rather not be in a back alley at night. Do you know the way back?"
>Take fleshsack with gratitude
>transfer possessions to Sack
>Wander fleshwall
>attempt magical discovery
Well, avoid the guards, right? If illumination makes light, clearly the best solution is to cast it backwards? No, upside-down? inside-out? something like that, to make no-light.
"So many Books.... How do I choose...?" He mumbles barely audibly.

He draws out his coinage and looks longingly at the Books.

"I can only afford 2 of the options it would seem.... Hmmmmm"

Vyrax looks between the book on Breathing Fire and the Book on Kobold Dragon Worship with indecision clear upon his Purple Scaled features.

"The Kobold Book I think.... Less immediately applicable but I might learn more with this!"

Vyrax grins widely, his sharp teeth on show as he hands over the Gold to the Halfling.

He pauses as he takes the book from her, lost in thought for a moment.

"I wonder.... Do you have any need for an Employee? I am passionate about books and as a trained Bard am good at dealing with people.... people like customers?"

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Urizen's army: 600 Veteran Rattle-Tail heavy cavalry, 800 merc light cavalry, 430 Elite Eye-Eaters, 780 Veteran Crimson Chosen, 2100 veteran elite raiders, 2800 elite waster raiders, 3000 waster raiders, 520 veteran elite crossbowmen, 40 biker semi-automatic gunners, 6 armored car turret gunners, and 250 veteran gunner infantry. (11,320 men)

Ally armies:
Harlotsville's armies: 500 elite militia, 4000 militia (4,500 men)
Y'arak's armies: 500 Elite light cavalry, 1000 veteran militia, 2000 elite militia, 4000 militia, and 1000 bowmen (8,500 men)

Lands owned: Saltmarch (Current capital and your town [10,200 freemen, 1300 slaves]), The Flats (Mazgrund [1800 freemen, 1500 slaves]), Berkeran (Balak's town [3000 freemen, 1100 slaves]), Trident's Rest (Murdas Brukus's town [1000 freemen, 600 slaves]), and Buckport (Rathadu's town, [1200 freemen, 300 slaves])
Current generals: You, Rathadu, Mazgrund (Eye-Eater chieftain), Balak, and Murdas Brukus.
Garrison: 500 town guard in The Flats, 300 town guard in Trident's Rest, 500 heavy elite town guard in Buckport, 700 town guard in Berkeran, and 900 veteran heavy town guard in Saltmarch

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>See and talk to Mashuk
>See and talk to Mashuk
>See and talk to Mashuk
Is there really any other option?
>See and talk to Mashuk

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woo, thanks for running!
can't wait
Thanks for running!
Thanks for the run!
Thanks again!

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The year is 1866. You are Daniel Stockton, a veteran of the American Civil War and colonel in the Aizu Domain's military. You've come to Japan looking for work, and with the nation on the brink of war, there is an ever-increasing demand for men such as yourself. Last time, you became mired in the more mundane aspects of running an army, until a shootout occurred, that is.



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>Folded Pig Iron
That is an absolute misconception.
For one, folded pig iron doesn't exist.
For another, Japanese even made bulletproof armor (proof against 1600s-era bullets, but still).

>sabers are heavy and sharp
Katanas are heavier and usually sharper, and also two-handed, and Japanese armor was meant to protect from katanas.
Duels are awesome and more will come, relax Shugeru tought us well lol.
Ah yes let's look even more honorless infront of various people who still see honor as an important way of life.

Hearts and minds Anon
>You can't, CAN'T cut through metal armor with a sword.
I never specified that the part Stockton's saber cut was metal, seeing as Japanese armor was made from many different materials, but that's beside the point. There have been dozens of instances where I chose to break from realism for the sake of dramatic effect. If you're looking for hard realism, this quest might not be for you.

>And QM is too lenient, forgiving with it.
Please don't tell me how to interpret dice rolls. Anything less than a 20 and Stockton would've barely escaped with his life.

Session in two hours.
The duel was awesome and I hope there's more, lol

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Cover-art kindly provided by our noble artiste, Draw-anon, who kindly took time off repainting the Sistine Chapel for us. Look upon our prettyboy protagonist. Look upon his devilish smile and despair.

In last thread’s episode of FLASHMAN, QUEEN OF THE DESERT, our hero who the fuck cares, it’s Alabasta, Alabasta! Get a new crocodile-skin sheathe for your swords, go go go!

We, uh, now return you to your scheduled idiocy.
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Rolled 25 (1d100)

Rolling for how much Luffy wants to beat the shit out of us.
Also looks like we're getting some god damn respect around here.
Rolled 17 (1d100)

Rolling for Candy. Because after this clusterfuck of a day, Flashman deserves it
These right here
Rolled 36 (1d100)

Above your pay grade, soldier!

Calling and writing.

... and rolling for background stuff.
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