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This board is for author-driven collaborative storytelling (i.e., "Quests"). In a quest there is a single author who controls the plot of the story and who drives the creative process. They can choose to take suggestions from other posters, or not, at their sole discretion. Quests can be text-based, image-based, or a combination of the two. Drawfaggotry is strongly encouraged!

To facilitate the author-driven nature of quests, /qst/ differs significantly from other boards in that the OP of a thread is considered the quest's author, and has some basic text formatting abilities: [b], [i], and color tags [red], [green], and [blue]. Therefore, only those people willing to put in the effort to be a quest author should post threads. If you do not intend to run a collaborative story, do not post a thread here! This includes meta-threads.

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You are Wesley Keki, neko and tachi.

PREVIOUSLY:
-Ophie invited her crush, Noah, to listen to her band The Tone Police perform on Friday at a concert.
-Your lit teacher, Talia Berenstoin -- who's also, incidentally, one of Ophie's bandmates -- seemed pretty chummy with you during a class discussion on sex. As chummy as an emotionless droid can be, anyway.
-You baited Summer in hopes that she would retaliate later with sexual bullying. It seemed to have the intended effect.
-Dad visited your house to see the moms for their anniversary dinner. You, meanwhile, put on a peep show for Summer in the shower. Unfortunately, it turns out that the acoustics of bathrooms are a lot more favorable than you figured... you'll never live down the embarrassment.
-At E-Sports practice, Lily was her normal salty self. In the midst of yelling at everyone for their performance, she found time to dump her latest paramour, a girl named... a girl named... hold on, you've got this, it's on the tip of your tongue. It starts with a B, you think. Brittany?
-Bella?
-At Ophie's band practice, you caught up with Aunts Whitney and Vivian, as well as Renee and David Darkbloom.
-An awkward conversation with David became an even more awkward encounter between David and competing tech mogul Absalom Abrams.
-Absalom's son Noah and David's granddaughter Ophelia may be in love, but there's certainly no love lost between these patriarchs. Two households, both alike in dignity -- in fair Palo Alto, where we lay our scene... you get the point.
-Bethany?
-You attended a softball game to watch Summer pitch softball for the Palo Alto Prep Shoebills. Amelia was there, too, and teased you in typical fashion.
-Summer came in clutch and brought the team to victory, but a postgame scrum with the rival team left her in a sour mood. A sour mood she decided she'd take out on you.

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>>4802500
>Tyrone's old gang is back for revenge and Gideon was hired to run interference
>Gideon was hired by Darkbloom for one last job to take down Darkbloom's rivals in a corporate war to KEEP THAT FUCKING SCION CHILD AWAY FROM HIS GRAND DAUGHTER
>Gideon is a virtual youtuber who has bought into the keyfabe too hard and is throwing away his real self to become his character
>Gideon is a chuunibyou who's pretending the mafia is after him
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>>4802500
>Gideon has come back from a long-term job where he was working with/for Olivia
>The job is related the fuckery between 421-422
>Gideon's pursuers are the members of the dreaded hotel mafia who are finally fed up with his shit
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>>4802534
>Gideon is a chuunibyou who's pretending the mafia is after him
Turks out it's just unpaid parking tickets or something.
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>>4802500
>Gideon's gonna assassinate a potential, soon-to-be POTUS Cerise.
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>>4802500
>Gideon is just some guy Liz hired as a marketing stunt for her store

This is Legend Quest.

In this world, there are superheroes, and supervillains.

The year is 2029, and your name is Francis Harper.

You're an 18 year old senior highschool student, in a small east coast city in the US. You're just a bit north of Virginia Beach.

The name of your town is Cedarville.

There's a near-deafening fog-horn blaring.

Your eyes open to darkness, save for the dim light beginning to peek through your curtains. With a groan, you turn to see the alarm clock. It flashes red numbers. 6 AM. Another push, and you roll to a sitting position. You sniffle, shaking off the remnants of a cold. A final burst of willpower, and you leave your bed entirely to shuffle off to the bathroom.

On the way, you pass your mother's room. She's still fast asleep. She'll be heading to work in about two hours.

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>>4804316
The kid's on his feet, that's a lot better than everyone else
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>>4804316
Nevermind, I'm stupid disregard >>4804325 I thought we were talking about the kid not the driver

>>4804291
changing >>4804305 to
>Check on the driver
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>>4804291

Can we ask the kid that's on his feet to start helping students while we check on the driver?
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>>4804342
You can and will, though he may not respond the same way as he would if you were right in front of him. He could be in shock.

But it's worth a shot if you want.
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>>4804297
>>4804340

Update is incoming

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Valyria has fallen.

The greatest city the world has ever seen has died in the cataclysm that split the Land of the Long Summer, burnt away the cedars of Velos and signaled the end of an Era.

And yet its legacy persists, in the form of its colonies - Volantis and her ten sister-cities: Tyrosh, Myr, Norvos, Pentos, Lorath, Lys, Qohor, Bravos, Gogossos and Essaria – and the surviving cities on the border of the Valyrian heartland – Elyria, Mantarys, Tolos and their neighbors.

Dark omens abound these days - far to the North a dragonlord proclaimed himself Emperor of Valyria, while there are rumors of a mighty Khal uniting the barbarians of the East. The High King has apparently lost any interest in exerting royal authority on his fellow Sarnorian monarchs, letting the country slowly spiral into a cold war that could at any moment turn hot, pitting the Eastern Marches of the High Kingdom against its heartland. Belicho, the Archon of Essaria, appears posited to resign due to domestic pressure while an early winter is slowly setting in thanks to the ashes released in the atmosphere by the what many already call “the Doom”.

And yet…nothing of this seems to matter to Aegar Tagaros, Triarch of the Tiger party.

>“..only we are suited to reunite the Daughters of the Freehold, for Valyria lives on through its eldest daughter, mighty Volantis!”

A loud cheer erupts from the crowd, as said man speaks loudly from atop the stairs leading to the great doors in the Black Wall.

>“The Freehold shall endure. We survived the invasions of the Old Empire of Ghis, defeated the barbarians of the East and bent the Rhoynars to our will! We are the greatest civilization this world has ever known and We. Shall. Endure!”

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Rolled 1, 6, 1, 4 = 12 (4d6)

>>4804086

>Grab belongings
>a) Move toward the window to assess the situation – you will jump (Roll Agility – 4D6, DC 12)
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Rolled 6, 2, 5, 4 = 17 (4d6)

>>4804086

>Grab belongings
>a) Move toward the window to assess the situation – you will jump (Roll Agility – 4D6, DC 12)
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Rolled 1, 5, 4, 2 = 12 (4d6)

>>4804086
Action – (reaching for your belongings is a Free Action)
Grab the slave girl.
a) Move toward the window to assess the situation – you will jump (Roll Agility – 4D6, DC 12)
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>>4804086
>Grab belongings
>a) Move toward the window to assess the situation – you will jump (Roll Agility – 4D6, DC 12)

It seems we already passed the DC so I won't roll.
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Rolling before the vote is called is a terrible idea.

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Previous threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=The%202nd%20Primarch%20Quest

You are Lieren of Nothing, Son of Wenyan, and triumphant victor in the war against Tyranny. Having bested the devil Huli Jing, the beguiler of dynasties, in bloody personal combat you have after a near year of warfare, dethroned the Yan Tyrants and removed them as a threat to your work of bringing prosperity and plenty to every corner of Shangrala.

Having been declared king without your consent, you decreed that the populace would decided their ruler themselves, to allow them the freedom of choice and to give yourself time to deceive a way to prevent the crown from falling upon your brow, alongside its numerous responsibilities and burdens settling on your shoulders.

Entrusting the task of dismantling the remaining power structure and influences of the Yan dynasty, as well as the establishment of Organization who would be given the duty of bringing relief to regions badly affected by poverty and famine to your most trusted officers and friends. As well the responsibility of making good on the promises and oaths you had made by letter to the four remaining provinces that had remained loyal to the Yan to the very end.

While you returned to Nothing, briefly, to care for your adoptive father, before leaving once more to make good on the promise you made to the living Ship Kanzeon, and alleviating her loneliness as together the two of you studied the mechanical egg that birthed you, and the technology within her metal body.

Now, with her blessings, you were choosing a gift to take from Kanzeon to give to the world above...
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The decision was an agonizing one, each choice presented a road to a better future for all peoples upon Shangrala. It was no simple task as simply taking a prize and returning it to the surface, like a gift taken the heavens themselves. The decision of which gift to take from Kanzeon and to present to the people in her place, would have grave consequences and alter the course of history no matter what gift you took from her. For you agreed with her, at least partially, that the wonders of her body and the arcane technologies that composed it, could easily be abused. That is why the prospective gifts were narrowed down to what you understood and were able to comprehend in both function and purpose.

The "Water generating stones". Wonderous devices that could produce pure, untainted water from the elemental and chemical reactions within the air and beneath the sun. While such technology would eliminate the dangers of famine entirely, they could be used as weapons most foul if they were to fall into the hands of villains with the intellect to divine the exact method of the seemingly spontaneous generation of water. And only Kanzeon could produce such treasures. Such dependency could not be allowed to take root, even if she is benevolent and kind.

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>>4804326
New objective added: Sneak into their headquarters and rewrite everything back without they noticing.
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>>4804326
>"Dammned Primarch, thinks he can punch the Daemons good without the Imperial Truth."
>"Muckle-damned ancient Terran tier hogwash."
>"This'll learn him!"
>his personal inbox is then steadily clogged with passive aggressive letters from the 2nd Legion
>this goes on for several Terran centuries
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>>4804322
Read my post anon, it can be both. Also, we shpuld just pick the Imperial DoubleEagle before Lorgar does. Seriously, fuck that guy, if he follows cannon path, I want people to believe that he is just a downgraded Lieren meme copy, and bald
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>>4804336
The worst part is that they notice, but can't do shit because we are technically one of their bosses
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>>4804332
>That looks good
I just grabbed the one of the first images off of google for "dharmachakra", I'll draft up some alternatives in a moment.

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You are a Herald of Conquest, one who bears a flag and a message of war, violence, and domination that you are willing to deliver at all costs. You have a myriad number of items and skills at your disposal, as well as a few trusty comrades you’ve partied up with from the Adventurer’s Guild so you can gain the power and influence needed to spread word of your righteous cause.

Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=herald%27s%20journey

Twitter: https://twitter.com/HeraldQm

Current Status: https://pastebin.com/d4Z5Dbm7
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>>4803628
>”Alright, I’ll pay up” (100gp)
>Other (write in)
Go talk with the passed out guy.
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>alright I'll pay up

100 gold is a lot but it is just a number, the book however is important to having two arms again!

Also we are taking a detour from our tomb mission, which is a detour from our "don't go to war with the orcs" mission... I think if we have to come via here on the way back too it will be costing us waaaay too much time.

Plus if we find an artifact I'm sure we can put it to good use, maybe even with our prosthetic, if not we can think about selling it
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>>4803628
>”Alright, I’ll pay up” (100gp)
She said artifacts could be worth a fortune, so it's worth to pay up now and keep potential treasure to ourselves. Besides, we might have trouble finding anatomy books for better price based on what she said.
>Go see your buddies
>Give crowbar #1 to Barret
>Give crowbar #2 to Clarissa
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>>4803628
>>”Alright, I’ll pay up” (100gp)
>Go see Buddies
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>>4803742
+1

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Out of his plane's wreckage, our MC's d20 rolled out and landed on a 20. SOMEONE must have been paying attention and decided "its a legit natural 20", because his reincarnation took him to a world of sorcery and swords running on old-fashioned RPG rules, where he started a grand new life.

14 years, 11 months and 3 weeks after rebirth, Eldric is now leading his people in a defensive siege against an army of those who could-have-been.

They want to devour existence in order to achieve an almost-is state, but as understandable as a desire to be may be, the living are not going to just roll over and get eaten for anyone's sake.

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>>4797728
>>Shoot in wide spread again, just to see what happens.

"Yes, Master." Our beloved redhead replies calmly, and spreads our orders to the different artillery captains.

A new salvo flies out and begins raining around our position. This time, none of it hits us.


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>>4802961
Oh and by the way, previous thread here
>>4732959
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>>4802961
>Other: ask the Keep if there are close-in defense systems that can target the Discarded at the base of the plateau. If there aren’t any then we can go take care of it ourselves.
If we concentrate artillery fire without the right fire control systems or even calculating algorithms, we risk blowing up the Keep.

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From the fellow who did Otome Quest and SS13: You know, while there are a few quests in the flavor of building a civilization I have only seen the few where you become the Ruler themselves die at character creation. This thread here we will make the Ruler and go through their early years of life. After that, we shall experience their early years of life and how they became who they are upon assuming the throne.

Who knows, if we go fast enough we might be able to make something similar to Crusader Kings where its not just the Ruler you are playing, but a Dynasty. And since this is Fantasy, who knows what can happen in this world. Maybe you see a bunch of honey everywhere and search who left all the honey about, ending up with your Heir actually being a Bear.

We will probably be building the Character here for the next few days, then next week I will start the real meat of this event.

First Question is, what shall be the basis of being a ruler:

>Undead King
This here does not mean you wont have living subjects, but it is guaranteed you will start out as an Undead Lord in the flavor of creatures like Vlad von Carstein, Mordekaiser, and Ainz Ooal Gown. Your Rule is eternal, and thus there is no chance of forming a grand dynasty.

>Man/Humanoid
Generic, yes, but that also means you have everything a man could want. A realm to call your own, possibly a family line to rely upon, and lastly the fate to go fight some Orcs. Remember that depending on your choices, you might end up having a few shenanigans.

>Monstrous

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>>4803675
>>Demand that Alaric stays!
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>>4801811
>>Renaissance lost

that's pretty gay
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>>4803675
>>Be kicked out, but maybe stalk the meeting instead
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>>4803675
>Be kicked out, but maybe stalk the meeting instead

In the future, the Quest Corporation runs the world. With their patent on holo media, politics, entertainment and celebrities are streamed worldwide for their power.

The chief form of entertainment is Card Duels. Players battle with monsters, robots, and mutants in epic PVP combat.

You are Ace, a 15-year-old youth who has just wandered into the local holoshop and has decided to become a Card Duelist. Issue is.. You have no idea what you're doing.

The shopkeep droid offers 4 starter decks, each based on a different strategy.

Do you choose

>Sun
An aggressive deck built to win the game as soon as possible that fails when it runs out of gas.
>Earth
A grindy deck that builds up advantage overtime that may succumb to enemy pressure the most of them all.
>Moon

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>>4803923
>Star
>A deck built on assembling combos and building up to explosive plays. Is weak to decks beating it while its setting up
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>>4803923
>Star
A deck built on assembling combos and building up to explosive plays. Is weak to decks beating it while its setting up
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>>4803923
>Star
>A deck built on assembling combos and building up to explosive plays. Is weak to decks beating it while its setting up
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>>4803948
>>4804131
>>4804144
>>4804193
You notice the Star deck and have it transferred to your smart phone. On its cover you see a massive angelic alien Dragon.

"Star, interesting choice, most newbies go for the Sun deck."

"Maybe the kid has half a brain."

You turn around and see a 17 year old with log and grvaity defying black hair. He looks you down with the eyes of a pubstomper.

"New to the game, huh, wanna have a friendly challenge?"

"I don't think that's the best idea, Zed."

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>>4804203
>Ask the shopkeep why its not a good idea

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First thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/78475385/
Part 2: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/78533839
Part 3: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/78583130/
Part 4: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/78620743
Part 5: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/78673520
Part 6: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/78741798
Part 7: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/78798673
Part 8: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/4766508

And the Discord link: https://discord.gg/JHEPFmn938
>Phillias didnt try to murder me, she understood in this form her forces would likely perish before they could manage to land a significant blow.
>We spoke for quite some time, I had already awoken 47% of the fortresses systems.
>It would take just under 50 years for us to begin moving.
>Orikan and Trazyn however were utterly fascinated by my form, I didn't have the time to answer their questions.
>Instead I was running thousands of subroutines and simultaneous Transmutation across the fortress to repair the destruction caused by the invaders.

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this feels similar to one of those visions he had with the reality mirror a few threads back
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nice
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>>4803730
Hold up doesn't Ish only have half of his brain?

... Oh fuck what will 100% processing power Ish be like?
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>>4803833
That might not be a good thing, given that it might just awaken Old Ishskar. He might have something to say about all of this.
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Ish might want to report back to Savarekh on his latest exploits of near godhood.

Before the war that sent much of humanity back to the Stone Age, your ancestors fled to the outer reaches of known space to carve out a new kingdom, the Sword Worlds. Life carried on for a thousand years until the old republic was rediscovered. They found planets full of human survivors, almost all had lost their spacefaring technology and lived at a preindustrial level. It didn’t take long for opportunistic nobles to set out in search for wealth and glory.
>Lars Molotok
You are a mercenary captain experienced in leading ground troops. Word has spread about a planet where the natives fight with gold tipped spears, all rumors must start somewhere... Begins with fifty veteran soldiers and a transport ship.
>Berton Denez
As the son of a minor lender and trader you’re well experienced in making deals and turning profit. Because of his disapproval of space piracy, you set out in secret to make your own fortune. You begin with a large loan from your father.
>Lucas Trask
As a feudal lord you balance maintaining relations with the people of your estate and the other nobility, occasionally lending troops to the king in times of war. However after an assassination attempt the king is on life support, the succession question must be answered, along with the murder solved. You begin with your family lands and the loyalty of the population.
>Xaizer Troy
Your father was a warlord who once destroyed all his enemies in nuclear fire. The conquest left the planet scraped clean with nothing but his army remaining. Your father now sends you out into the universe to build him a new galaxy spanning army. You begin with a warship and 500 soldiers.
>Write in a character, their background, mission and starting resources.
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>>4803870
>Write in a character, their background, mission and starting resources.

>Ignatius Glistel
>A sword-for-hire, wandering from battlefield to battlefield since a boy, righting wrongs and taking cash. No, nothing that flamboyant or self-righteous. Just another nameless grunt in the crowd, looking to swing his sword.
>? To become the best swordsman? To live? To die?
>One giant odachi.
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>>4803897
>Zweihänder
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>>4803897
You took a long sip of your drink only for the waitress to fill it again, like an infantry unit diminished then recruited up to strength again. Like you’ve seen hundreds of times.
“Why do you carry the sword?”
You looked up at her then back to your drink.
“I’m a berserker, I fight when both commanders don’t want to spend the troops in a full battle. I kill the champion and we walk victorious.”
“A swordman in this day and age, wow.”
You remembered your childhood before being captured and enslaved by King Troy’s army, the hours you spent training with your uncle. The soldiers shot him, cut him down so easily. They called you a savage and beat you for refusing to pick up one of the killing machines, you were sent to the frontlines anyway. Somehow you outlived your officers and grew into a man, stronger than the boy they sent to die.
The waitress left while you were deep in memory, no matter. You finished the drink and sat up, it was time to train anyway.

Took some liberties to fit him in the universe I had in mind. It’s your character though, would you change anything? I’m going to have multiple storylines running at once so I’ll give prompts when I have a few characters.

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The Lonely Light. A remote and desolate Island chain on the fringes of the know world,8 days sail from the Iron Islands, to its west only the ocean remains. It is The seat of House Farwynd, your Lieges House. Settled and colonized hundreds of years before Aegons conquest, this remote archipelago is technically part of the Iron islands but due to isolation its inhabitants have developed a different culture, more akin to the first man of the north.
The story of you House is Linked and chained to these forgotten rocks. 50 Years before Aegons conquest, the founder of Your dynasty Jakor Physeter was hired and brought to the Lonely Light from the citadel to work as an architect in building up structures for House Farwynd. The Farwynd Lord was so impressed and satisfied with his work he granted him the privilege of marrying one of his daughter and settling on a nearby minor island. There Jakor founded House Physeter and named his tiny Island The Boulder. But lands and nobility were not the only gift your family received from House Farwynd. In marrying into their family Jakor obtained a blood inheritance much more valuable than worldly possessions: The ability to skinchange. Ever since, your family has prospered. Their far-flung rocky home serving well as they made use of their wits and warg abilities to improve The Boulder and built upon the inheritance of Lord Jakor Physeter.
It is now year 294 AC ,5 years after the failed Greyjoy rebellion. The Farwynd didn’t take part in it and neither did your House,regardless the Lonelly Light felt the effect of the Ironborn defeat with increased trade restrictions and reduction of economic activities now plaguing the Archipelago.
You are Jarson Physeter,15 years old, second born son of Your Father Lord Hectar Physeter.You Older Brother may be the one to inherit the titles but you got something just as precious. You were born as skinchanger, just like your father.
Ever since you were a child you practiced transferring your mind into animals and you discovered the closer the bond you have with that animal the easier it was. Skinchanging into wild animals is possible but the control is fickle and exhausting but doing so with tamed ones is much more rewarding. Aware of this fact you managed to tame and bond with:
(roll for main skinchanger animal,best of 3.This will be your main Warg animal it will follow you from the coast and never swim far away from you)
>0-20 – A Seagull
>20-40 –A Walrus
>40-60 – A Humpback Whale
>60-80 – A Orca/Killer-whale
>80-100- ??????
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>>4803764
>>Talk with your younger sister, Leah Physeter
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>>4803764
>Hang out with Rodwin
"How are you feeling about tomorrow?"
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>>4803764
>>Talk with your younger sister, Leah Physeter
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>>4803764
Can we not do both?

>Talk with your younger sister, Leah Physeter
And
>Hang out with Rodwin
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>>4804122
If not I'll just defer to rodwin

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Wealth, fame, power. Gold Roger the king of the pirates obtained this and everything else the world had to offer. And his dying words drove countless souls to the seas.
"You want my treasure? You can have it! I left everything I gathered together in one place. Now you just have to find it!"
And that's all well and good but if he REALLY wanted someone to find it maybe he should've put it in an easier to find place! Much like the treasure you're searching for!

There is something going on with this island, you can just feel it. A strange whirlpool, sunken treasure that's apparently lost, a slab of jade and an apparently lost tribe of people which your gut instinct tells you has something to do with the lost treasure. But your trip to the library has proven to be not as fruitful as you hoped it to be so now you're searching the town for people who might know something about the lost tribe. Sadly the results are similar with barely anyone even knowing that there used to be another tribe of people on the island. Only the old, and I mean really old, no-teeth having, more wrinkle than face, rocking chair bound happy little grampas and grandmas ever heard about them and even then only in stories told by their parents. Apparently they were a thing when the first settlers arrived on the island but over the years they steadily declined until nobody has seen them anymore. Some say they might still be around but that'd mean they went into hiding.

That aside you only heard the same thing you read in books. The natives never really caused much trouble but they never really mingled with the settlers. And apparently the settlers gave up on getting along with them once they realized how unpleasant being around them was. Not in the sense that they were bad people, just that they were perpetually melancholic. Buuuuut there is ONE lead that you might be able to follow up on. Apparently someone managed to marry one of the natives at one point and their descendant is still alive, albeit she's a recluse who lives on the other end of the island away from everyone.

>Let's find the others and exchange what we found!
>Let's meet this strange lady!
>Other?
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>>4803962
I can't think of many other fruits besides a banana, but maybe something that is supper prickly with hook shaped barbs? I don't know, a pineapple?

Naps a good, but actual sleep is better.
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>>4803972
Yeah I did look up some hooked fruit but some did not grab me or looked too busy, and a pineapple is an option but I feel like we already have some devil fruits designed after that but then again it does not hurt as a possible option.

And I agree sleep is good, which I am now doing.
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>>4803995
Goodnight then.
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>>4803972
you mean a durian?
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>>4804018
Yeah, that!

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You are far from home, with barely a coin to your name, and no friends in this land. For anyone else - a death sentence. But you are a warlock, an heir to the ancient tradition of dark magic, and to the long line of elven lords. Greatness was always meant to be your fate.
Perhaps, this is the day it all turns around.

To start of, I'm going to need you to assign some numbers to your stats. Those numbers are as follows:
3 2 2 1 1 0

You have six stats with very wide applications. Any of them can be useful in combat or in social situations. All of them have magical applications relevant to your specific skillset.

>Exertion
Apply force to the surroundings. Break doors and people. Shake the calm with menace.

>Movement
Improvise away unfortunate circumstances. Win the chase and shoot first. Change the subject away from the murder.

>Twilight

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"I'll take the foot massage.", you spoke dryly, your tone making it difficult to discern if it's merely a jest, or you're being serious.
Church turned his head slightly and threw a sideways glance at the corporal, who immediately twisted her face in such a grimace, you barely managed to suppress a smile.
"Are you serious? No.", she cut off harshly. "Stop goofing around, and get to your business."
The man rolled his eyes, turning his attention back to you.
"Oh well, maybe she'll come around.", he grinned for a moment, before suddenly his expression changed and became sterner. "Now that we've given you almost every comfort you've asked for, let's return to my earlier line of questioning. Who are you, and why were you here?"

>On the matter of the name...
>>Answer truthfully.
>>[Movement] I still haven't come up with an alias. Better think quickly.
>>[Twilight] Assume a false identity of one of my enemies.
>On the matter of my business...
>>I was passing through. My goal is Thandol Span, and what lies beyond. I have no business with your people.
>>[Twilight] I am on official business. Subtly imply that people know that I'm here, and will come looking for me. They don't want this kind of trouble.
>>[Mind Palace] Why am I here is not that interesting. It's far more curious why you are here, and I have a pretty good guess.
>>I'm here to seek fortune and wealth. There's no other reason.
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>>4803846
>On the matter of the name...
>>Answer truthfully.
>On the matter of my business...
>>[Twilight] I am on official business. Subtly imply that people know that I'm here, and will come looking for me. They don't want this kind of trouble.
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>>4803846
>>On the matter of the name...
>>>Answer truthfully.
>On the matter of my business...
>>[Mind Palace] Why am I here is not that interesting. It's far more curious why you are here, and I have a pretty good guess.
Does this option mean we (if successful) gain the information for ourselves, or that we reveal it to them? Because announcing we figured it out might not be the best thing to do. Outward I'd say
>>I was passing through. My goal is Thandol Span, and what lies beyond. I have no business with your people.
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>>4803875
I can post the conclusion if the hero ends up making that roll, and the people can decide if you voice that conclusion or not.
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>>4803846

>On the matter of the name...
>>[Movement] I still haven't come up with an alias. Better think quickly.

I know next to nothing of Warcraft lore, I only played Warcraft 3 more than a decade ago and I never played WoW, but we are supposedly "the last Sunhawk" and we seem to have a lot of enemies who would pay to know where we are, so we best play it careful. Our enemies - whoever they are - are likely more dangerous than this lot, enough so that I'm fine with risking lying, we have fate points if we need it.

>On the matter of my business...
>>[Mind Palace] Why am I here is not that interesting. It's far more curious why you are here, and I have a pretty good guess.

We may as well impress them with our intellect and demonstrate that we can gather what they want and how we can help. It's also one of our good skills, so we may as well use it.

I have no issue telling them the truth on the matter of our business though. No need to play coy.

Also, we should use our fate points more liberally we have two flaws which will give us lots of fate points, especially because they are ones that will trigger a lot because they deal with us moving and us being recognized for what we are, so they should trigger basically all the time. No point hoarding them, we only need 1 for emergencies to prevent a game over, the rest we should use to boost our rolls to get what we want.

The last normal day that anyone would ever have was five very, very long days ago. You are not entirely certain who fired the first intercontinental potshot, the US or the USSR, but you know more than most – that it was rogue Cosmonauts attacking the Tellus-Tessera base that started a cycle of tit-for-tat military reprisals that eventually went nuclear – all told, it took about 48 hours after the supply raid on Venus for things to boil over into a Nuclear World War back here on Earth.

>Backroads to the East of Mooseleg Lake, Piscataquis County, Maine
>Returning to the ‘Big House’, Mt. Kineo
>Around 10:30am on 11/2/2020
>No Wind, Slightly Cloudy

Your name is Reginald Mantle – and as your convoy limps back to the questionable safety of Mooseleg Lake, you find yourself swamped in shame and pity for yourself. Your first ‘command’ has so far been an unmitigated disaster. On your watch, Midge, Gunther and Fleckkers were all injured – and in Fleckkers case, the injuries from the two gunshot wounds are serious enough to be life threatening, if he does not receive medical attention back at Mt. Kineo as soon as possible. And as a shit-cherry on top of the shit-sundae, with Fleckkers down for the count, you have been forced to abandon the Trash Truck that you took to replace the Short Bus that you lost. At the very least, you were able to recover everything that Fleckkers had with him in the truck – but that was truly ‘at the very least’. Beyond that, there was nothing – no silver lining here. In the end, you have burned more than gasoline on this outing, that is for sure. Returning to the lake without the Short Bus (or the Trash Truck as its replacement) means that you are going to have a harder time borrowing equipment and vehicles from other group members – and in that vein, with nearly half of everyone in your party returning injured, you are probably going to have a harder time convincing other group members to follow you into dangerous or potentially dangerous situations.

It seems that you just keep getting shit on, no matter what. In the past six days, you have lost a sliver of your left kidney to a gunshot and a third of your left testicle (among other things) to torture. You found a farm-modified, functional M728 – easily the greatest single find of your career as a junk collector, but then you permanently damaged it the first time you drove it, destroying your driveway’s bridge in the process … and then to add insult to injury, the group eminently domained it away from you. You even managed to lose your Grandfather’s rifle and your pet Beretta … though that was more on the Paramedic Oher than on yourself. Still hurts though – and you are still down a rifle and pistol when you can least afford it.
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>>4802158
Support. Just try to pick up something nice in exchange. I fear if we go fess up now it will cause all kinds of further trouble.
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>>4802548
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>>4802158
Alright - consider this vote closed.
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After mulling it for a while, you decide that it would be better to make apologies later, with one or two vehicles to replace the lost Short Bus, then to make your apologies as soon as you can. If you are confronted, then you are confronted – there is not much you can do about that, especially considering that you are fucking bedbound. That said, you are not exactly worried about running into any of the Armorers before you have those replacements in hand; from what you can tell the three of them are being run ragged. It is possible that they have so much on their plate right now that might not even really be that upset over the loss of the Short Bus … but, obviously, you should not count on that. And of course, even if they are not upset, that does not mean they would not be expecting some restitution from you – if the rolls were reversed, you would make a point, a public point, of getting something out of the bastard who damaged, gutted and abandoned your property – if you did not, then you would just be signaling to everyone that anyone could just borrow and then ruin or lose your things with impunity. So even if they do not make a scene or try to turn other against you like Beety did –well, like Beety might have – they are going to need something. Finding a working school bus just out ‘in the wild’ so to speak would be a very tall order, but maybe finding a small box truck or a large van … maybe two or three of them, that would be more than enough to smooth things over. To that end, you will bring along two or three extra lay members – as well as tow chains and recovery straps. Best case scenario, you are able to bring home something nice for the Armorers, and worse case scenario you have a few extra men.

With your latest plan all planned out, there is nothing to do but wait until you get to Mt. Kineo … or is there? Fleckkers has since regained consciousness, and is despite some strain in his voice, he is loudly swearing and cussing over each and every bump in the road. Maybe he’d like to talk, to take his mind off of things? And there is Petra too, still on the M85, but it seems that she is more holding on to it for support instead of actually scanning for enemies – though it is hard to tell, between the mask she is wearing and the near constant small jolts of the Farm Truck. It suddenly occurs to you that Gunther is driving noticeably faster than he was earlier. While that is not cause for immediate alarm, you cannot help but remember what happened to his truck during your escape from Bangor. You could always tell him to slow down … or maybe you could try to talk with him. He did just mercy-kill someone, after all.

>Please choose ONE of the following:
>Talk to Gunther about … (write in)
>Talk to Petra about … (write in)
>Talk to Fleckkers about … (write in)
>Take a nap, and wake up at Mt. Kineo.
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>Think more about the people you'd like to recruit.
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>>4803472
>Talk to Fleckkers about … (write in)
just try to take care of the man, we almost got him killed over fucking crabs!




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