Much lurks in the dark in the world. The land is poor, the weather harsh, and danger lurks in every direction. Chaos looms, perverting and mutating all it touches, while the few devoted enough to truly serve Law become unrecognisable servants to alien gods in their search for stability.Surrounded by the endless wilderness, a people gather together, and strive to survive, to build lives for themselves and keep the wolves from the door.>Three votes for our race, please.
>>5843408You know what, I agree>>5843380I swap my vote from >>5843400 to>Maimed Evrat
>>5843380>>Maimed EvratLet him forge us a strong society
Op?
>>5846010Tale as old as time. Most quests with that header image die young, sadly.
Surely Op returnsIf not im tempted to continue this in his place, I like the setting so far
The world of Valkemare is one shared by dragonkin and the two-legged folk. Mana ebbs and flows across innumerable leylines, nourishing the countless magical creatures that walk, swim, and fly across its surface. High above, the twin moons, Aurax and Cirion, shine their favour down on the ancient realm.In this world, your egg has been developing steadily. By now, you —a young dragon— have finished your development, and lie in wait within your sturdy crib. Ancestral memories stir within you, as you wait for an opportune moment to lash out with your egg tooth and fight your way into a beautiful, yet oftentimes hostile world. Before all this, however, you must grasp the basic tenets of your existence. Where does your egg sit? >The Alpines>The Coast>The Desert>The Forests>The Jungles>The Volcanoes
>>5846104>Wrestle with your siblings again. The two of them will need good practice if you want to attack the eldest after all.
>>5846104>Wander off to look for the presence you know of as a Father now.
>>5846104>Fetch the two roughhousing siblings and take them with you to meet FatherLet’s go in a group.
>>5846104>Go spend time with the singular sibling who ran off yesterday. They seem to be running around and jumping on things that you can't see.
>>5846104>Wrestle with your siblings again. The two of them will need good practice if you want to attack the eldest after all.Gotta train up
In the dark corners of the Imperium, where shadows writhe and whispers speak of forbidden power, you stand at the crossroads of destiny. The fabric of reality trembles as the call of Chaos echoes through the void, beckoning you to choose a path that will forever alter the course of an Imperial world. Khorne, the Blood God, promises glory in the crimson rivers of war. Tzeentch, the Changer of Ways, whispers secrets that unravel the very fabric of fate. Nurgle, the Plaguefather, extends the gift of resilience through decay. Slaanesh, the Prince of Pleasure, lures with desires that dance upon the edge of ecstasy and excess. Each cult presents a dark covenant, and your allegiance will shape the destiny of the planet upon which you tread. The time has come to embrace the Veil of Shadows and select your pact with Chaos. Choose wisely, for the winds of change carry both salvation and damnation.Which God do you pledge your soul to?
>>5846222Give me 3 posts of 1D100 I'm bad at this
Rolled 68 (1d100)>>5846222Thus, the administrative chain's weakest link begins to crack.
>>5846222So you’re running with a degrees of success system?
Rolled 44 (1d100)>>5846222
Rolled 10 (1d100)>>5846225Hail Tzeentch!
Rules:This is a game that promotes creative ideas in a world with limited options. Because of the nature of this game, I can keep track of up to three concurrent "guests" at any given time. After that, any newcomers can reply to the previous post for that "guest", effectively voting on what they will do. Making any new decision while there are still less than three "guests" will result in a new one being created. Feel free to name and describe your guest when you make a new one.Existing guests (2/3):No. 1JayNo. 1:You open the cupboards, finding nothing amiss about them. However, upon opening the fridge, you notice that, rather than its expected contents, you are met with what seems to be a meat locker.Jay:You find most smartphones are blurred and inaccessible, however, you do find a selection of flip-phones for sale
>>5844350Your display has impressed the clay tribesmanThe torchbearer says to you: "I am only capable of communicating with you because I speak the sacred tongue. My people, however, cannot. What should I convey to them, Lord?"
>>5844624>"Tell them the truth, I'm another prisoner of the great Labyrinth, here by chance and soon to leave and never return.">"Be kind to others and stand against injustice. For life is precious but fleeting, spend it well with others. Fritata." Incredible fililbustering.>Make a bridge in the river with a mound of dirt and some trees.>"There, try being friendly with them."
>>5844624Test
>>5844668The clay shaman replies"Prisoner? Labyrinth? I am unfamiliar with these concepts. Are those words for the divine domain?"
>>5845460"Prisoner is one who's kept confined against their will. Labyrinth is a place that's purposefully made confusing and difficult to navigate by design. These words aren't so much divine but ones people came up with after experiencing a wide variety of things. Beyond this little room there's more walls and places, sometimes with other living beings in them and it seemingly goes on forever."
As long as there is space to be traveled, there will be ships; as long as there is trade to be done, there will be PIRATES.~~~~Prey, you think. I am surrounded by prey and I can do nothing about it.Your ship is docked to a spindly arm extending out from the Free Traders’ Guild platform, tied and bound in all but name. Around you are hundreds of merchantmen, a motley assortment of traders and Company ships seeking the same commodities of travel that you do. Their ponderous freighters are ten times larger than your own vessel—but you could crack them open and plunder them without breaking a sweat, if you really wanted to. You wondered if they knew that, if they had even a kindling of an idea that there might be a pirate in their midst.“Almost ready to depart, skipper,” the operations officer announces. You give only the barest acknowledgement before turning from the small viewport and walking across the bridge to your own chair, picking up snippets of conversation as you go....I’d bet my great aunt’s star yacht he’s pullin’ ya leg…Downed a whole snifter of that Sverulan brandy without so much as twitching an eye, that Raff…...yer great aunt don’t own a star canoe so much a star yacht, mate.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5844965Agreed, short-stake impalement is an effective deterrent and the turks had no business in the Carpathian Alps.
Anons, while I appreciate the literary debate and will not comment on it so I can remain impartial I implore you to vote ;-; (unless everyone just agrees with the first two voters)Update in the next 12 hours hopefully
>>5844783>>1) tractor the shipthen>>6) if they do nothing, EVA, board and secure.
>>5844788Support
>>5844788>support
Platinum-3Situated within the expansive portfolio of exoplanetary developments under the purview of JCJenson IN SPAAAAACE!!!!, Platinum-3 stood out as a celestial entity boasting a thriving industrial foundation, which seamlessly transitioned into a substantial residential and recreational sector. This transformation positioned Platinum-3 as a standout jewel within JCJenson's esteemed collection of space colonization endeavors.Regrettably, the considerable profitability associated with this planetary asset faced neutralization due to an incident that continues to confound top analysts, who are currently grappling with the classification of the event as either an unfortunate consequence of worker negligence or a meticulously orchestrated act of sabotage. Although the ramifications were not as severe as a core collapse, the power network failure experienced by Platinum-3 triggered a mass extinction event of analogous impact. In adherence to established corporate protocols, disassembly drones were deployed to the planet to conduct necessary dismantling for security considerations.Despite some minor setbacks, warranting the deployment of additional disassembly drones, progress has been satisfactory. The truth, as always, is far worse. But first, what are you?>Worker Drone>Disassembly Drone>Human
Rolled 91 (1d100)>>5844932>Charge into the buildings blade and gun drawn
Rolled 65 (1d100)>>5844932>Crawl up the old walls and sneak inside to find your prey
Rolled 15 (1d100)>>5844932>Level the ruins with an overpowering barrageFuck that drone and everything around it
Rolled 66 (1d100)>>5844932>Calmly walk into the ruins, arms folded behind backNo need to exhaust ourselves with lesser prey.
>>5844932>>5844952Changing my vote to support >>5845567
It is said that the land is the innards of a great dragon, the first of dragons, the first of all. The Primeval. The air is said to be his breath, blood the whorl sea and his hollow from which he rent his guts the sky. Dragon Hollow, watch over us.You, child of Harthunter believe this too.Indeed all the advances of magic, the tools of magitech point towards earth being divine flesh, water divine blood and wind being divine breath.But all the knowing of the Magi cannot make certain the other belief of the knightly Harthunter clan. The First Dragon rent his flesh that we all might have a home, that he loves us. Such cannot be made sure by crystal ball or magitech. Thus do men hope and despair of love.But this is not a tale of such terrifying love, not in full. A lesser love, though still important. Significant.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5844346Support
Rolled 170 (1d888)Forgot to roll
Rolled 570 (1d888)>>5844328>The best the inn has to offer>Take the room, and sleep easy both>Out in the Wilds>Stay inside, bide your time
Played a stupid game all evening, brain is mush, probably no update today.
>>5844328>A round for the houseThis will cheer them up and establish good relations, I think it fits for a worshipper of Laughter. Maybe we'll obtain some sidekicks for our quest of eradicating the town of the mysterious evil, and it's good to push back against fear anyways.>Take the room, but sleep in shifts>A visit to the mayor's mansion>Patrol the town>What could the ruby heart and the presence of the Red Knight mean in connection with this strange fear?Perhaps the Wise Walker, Lord of Terror has not been worshipped enough and has sent his curse upon this town? Or maybe, if all is connected to the killing of the lady in the palanquin, a sacred animal has been sacrificed, which angered the god, or a holy treasure has been lost?There is also the possibility of a magical being dwelling in town that intends to drive the denizens against each other from fear to benefit from them infighting (Red Knight = Discord, or War as the other anon said).That's about all the ideas I have right now.
You are Uzumaki Shiki, son of the current de facto leader of the Hidden Rain village Naori and its chief of police Ryūzetsu. At the rank of jōnin you and your sister Makoto have each been tasked with increasingly significant responsibilities, which for you has taken the form of returning to Konoha after two years of intensive training to rejoin your former genin team as the Shinobi Alliance gears up to face a new threat – the organization calling itself ‘Kara’.That team is comprised of three other members, which is a count that includes your jōnin-ranked former sensei Hyūga Hanabi-san. A lovely young woman of dignified presence, Hanabi-sensei is the heiress to her influential clan and specializes in the unique form of taijutsu it teaches, which harnesses the power of their inherited dōjutsu. Her technique however leverages these advantages in a way few of her clan have ever chosen to pursue, allowing her to use simple iron needles to strike targets precisely at nearly any distance within her view – a twenty kilometer radius – ignoring cover and any ninjutsu-based barriers to which she can devise some sort of counter.Then there’s Nagao Sumire-kun, a girl of your own age who is the daughter of a surviving loyalist of Shimura Danzō’s notorious cell of the Konoha ANBU. Implanted with a crest that allows her to summon a genetically-engineered monster called Nue, Sumire was raised to enact a twisted form of revenge against the village which rejected Danzō and his foul methods. With some prompting Sumire was able to admit to herself that her father’s way of thinking was wrong, and since then she has become a talented tokubetsu jōnin specializing in the use and countering of poisons, clone and illusion-based kenjutsu techniques most commonly employed by the Konoha ANBU, and in harnessing the abilities of Nue (who impressed on her at an early age) in various ways.Last, but certainly not least, you also have Izuno Wasabi-kun. Wasabi is an energetic girl from what is historically one of the least-impressive officially recognized clans of Konohagakure, which has produced few noteworthy shinobi and whose special hiden techniques have rarely been used to anything approaching their full potential. It was Wasabi herself who changed all that. She’s done a lot of security work for the village these past few years as a tokubetsu jōnin, and has not only mastered her clan’s ‘ultimate’ chakra cloak technique but has created an even more powerful variation that draws on her talent for medical ninjutsu. Not only is she fast with lethal attacking abilities, she also has keen senses that taken together rival even Hanabi-sensei’s, and knows quite a few utility ninjutsu.As for you… well, your mothers and their constellation of family friends (many of whom are nearly as infamous in the shinobi world) have taught you and your sister well.>1/?
Rolled 3 (1d6)>>5846064
Rolled 2 (1d6)>>5846064
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Rolled 6 (1d6)>>5846064
You are Kamen Rider, a bug-themed superhero and an excellent driver. After being remodeled by the machine lifeforms you were saved by Dr. Takeshi Hongo before they could complete their evil surgery. Afterwards you dedicated yourself to fighting the evil MLFOS(Machine Lifeforms), as well as fighting the good fight. Unfortunately, you lost your last battle in 26XX, then found yourself with a fresh new enemy, the invading Saurian Empire in the year 30XX. Last time, you were experienced several small skirmishes during your journey. You may even have learned a little about your true enemy. The enemy interferes often, too often perhaps? Stay vigilant, Kamen Rider!Available now on BD, The Kamen Rider of 30XX Collection: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=30XX
Kamen Rider is the kind of guy that never tells a lie, right? You have every intention of telling them your true nature, even so, the word 'clone' doesn't quite sit right with you."Kamen Rider. Nothing more, nothing less," you assert, Henry continues to give you a contemplative look so you continue. "The double, that is, his 'brother'. I suppose I was the second one you met, still..."You shouldn't be surprised at what happens next, you'd pretty much been getting this the entire trip. Even through the helmet you can tell Henry has become irrationally upset. Backing away from you, he edges the gun barrel towards you."Get out of here. If you have any sense in that head of yours, you'll go find something else to do!"The injured and able men and women around you two are staring now, definitely curious as to what the shouting is about. Henry doesn’t pay them much mind, neither do you, wounded pride was no reason to start trouble. Your gaze settles on a man with bandages around the side of his head, clutching his chest painfully. This wasn’t the time or place to be offended. There wasn't much here you could do anyways, whether it was Amane or Rider One, you'd have to rely on others for their help. Several hours pass while you discretely make yourself useful. Disengaging the Rider armor, you picked up a spare helmet from the outpost armory. Next, you make yourself busy.
Under the fading light of the evening sun, the outpost personnel apply themselves to the clean-up with a fair amount of enthusiasm; eagerly gunning, or cutting up any stragglers they find, as well as ensuring the downed ones stay down. The machine combatants hardly put up a fight, with their commander having fled, along with losing their greater numbers, they have nothing but their basic programming, and are subsequently no match.Others, officers and such, are performing more widespread tasks such as, aiding the wounded, helping to move any impeding debris, and moving MLFO wrecks. Nearer one of the edges lies the outpost landing pad, where a large group is gathering, by order of the ranking outpost officer."Gather up, everyone! Outpost meeting or whatever." Akira orchestrates sweeping gestures with his arms, beckoning more people closer like some sort of showman. Despite the fact that he had already ordered everyone to join his briefing over the PA. Already nearby you spot Rider One, Henry, and Tyri. You had kind of forgotten she was here. Poor girl doesn't have much of a presence sometimes."Excellent work on defending the outpost everyone! We made it through with only moderate casualties." Akira addressed the nearby crowd with his arms folded, nodding all the while, even as a man is wheeled out behind him, "now then. Our next piece of business: We need to check on the castle, and if necessary. Reclaim it."The assembled soldiers are quick to whisper amongst each other, speculating, growing rumors, they quickly become quiet as Akira speaks up again.
"With the command console rebooted, we now have preliminary recon of the surrounding area now. Everything seems clear, for now. Therefore, I want volunteers to saddle up with Kamen Rider, and set out for the castle. Squad leaders, talk to each other, and your men. I want a team in thirty minutes."The gunship sitting nearby had several scorch marks as well as impact scars, all in all, it was still in pretty good condition. Lucky for your side, not being the priority target probably saved it. After Akira's briefing, most of the crowd stays in place, debating with their friends and squad leaders on whom amongst them gets to go. This singular gunship simply isn't big enough to ferry everyone over. There's also one problem, none of you really know what's going on with the castle. For all any of you know, they're completely fine, and if they are then there wouldn't be a point to all this.Noticing Rider One off to the side, chatting with an officer, you note that he had changed his outfit. The both of you had been through the thick of it recently, it only made sense that he'd decided to change, with him putting on some type of officer's jacket, to replace the strange civilian garb from earlier. While you're still wearing the armor you were given on your first day.You have some free time. Things aren't quite the same for you as One, for one, both Henry and Tyri take great pains to avoid you. But you aren't exactly hopeless either. It's a little sad, but you can talk to Rider One about your plans for the castle, as well as what happened today. You aren't being bullied or anything, but this is the kind of thing for family, isn't it? One might also help out around the outpost, just to help, maybe make some small talk with some of the guys.>Talk to Rider One>Help out around the Outpost>[Write-in]Or maybe...Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5846092>Help out around the Outpost>Check up on AmaneLet's make some friends of our own! Poor Beta's been getting the short end of the stick. Also, I've been wondering whether Beta feels anything towards Amane, and whether she'll have any reaction towards him...
>>5846120Support
You are Noel Tiberius di Hazaran, queen of the nation of Hazaran and a warrior whose blood and flesh are mixed with that of monsters known as yōma. This has given you, and the other warriors like you, the ability to use a somewhat mysterious power referred to as yōki to enhance your senses and your combat abilities. Ostensibly, this is because you were intended as a bulwark against the yōma and their killing sprees among human settlements – in this role you were to almost literally sniff out the monsters hiding in plain sight and cut them down to minimize the amount of damage they could otherwise do.Eventually, you and those within your current faction centered in Hazaran began to be confronted with incontrovertible evidence that something altogether more sinister was going on around you. In reality the girls and women who had been subjected to the Organization’s training and augmentations were nothing more than disposable experiments, and the world you grew up in was an open-air laboratory. The people who entered your life – from the maids who helped take care of you when you were little, to the father who died protecting you, to all of your fellow trainees who are no longer here with you – were no more than props to the Organization, meant to manipulate you to suit their own goals.“Without a doubt,” you muse, “the Organization is one of the great evils of our world. Their selfishness, their cruelty, the madness of their goals – all of these contribute to that conclusion of mine.”Your compatriots, many of whom have been with you for years, understand to a woman that there’s going to be a ‘but’ here, and wait for it patiently.“That having been said,” you continue, “we lack the ability to prove that any single one of them has done anything wrong specifically, and even if they did we can also assume that many only did so because they were lied to.”“It’s hard to argue the point,” Helen admits.>1/2
>>5842365>>There may be other details to consider that you won’t know without visiting each site.
>>5842365>3d10 best of three
Rolled 9, 9, 5 = 23 (3d10)>>5844901
Rolled 7, 4, 4 = 15 (3d10)>>5844901
Rolled 5, 1, 5 = 11 (3d10)>>5844901
Welcome everyone I am hosting a risk game, everyone is welcome. The rules are simple especially if you have played before.I will also be playing as a host mainly just to build up the numbers.To start pick a house then roll
>>5843335Take back Summerhall. Spill to close in on Yronwood via Wyl and Prince's pass.
>>5843354Sorry can't really roll have to take your original roll, whatever.is simpler for whoever is.playing works for.me
>>5843357i mean the issue is justthe board is incredibly slowlook at these numbers
>>5843354I will try this in the next round
Sorry guys we have lost someone and unfortunately the game needs atleast 4 people I will be running games alot more (and much smoother from now on that I have the app working) so feel free to join the discord to keep on top of risk games upcoming Thanks /2aeCGRD2
The Nation of ferrovia has fractured with the death of king Harold with three successor states and a bandit kingdom now fighting over the nation's future. King Elric, the king's brother backed by the landed nobility of the country, wages war in hopes of holding up the monarchy and by connection with the landed gentry. As he styles himself now Lord protector Baric attempts to halt the Monarchists and reformists from harming the status quo with the backing of the army his force is small but well trained and armed. The last of the main contenders is Queen Meredith the sole child of King Harold and devout reformist backed by merchants democrats and communists alike she must lead this dispraite force to victory.You are Sir Edmund Drayton the crow formerly a yeoman you have been knighted by queen meredith for the stroke of luck and skill that was the Albrects ford paradrop. Your new found rank has led to many foreigners clamoring for influence with you both from the aquilian empire and Corelian confederation. You've agreed to take o n an aqullian military observer and turned down a Corellian spook whos been trying to push you against aquilla.Past threads: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=BrinkQM1285 february 22nd 2nd year of meredith's ReignYou seen the slimy corelian spook alfred beltway packing last night and now your arriving at the hotel that acts as the queens palace until such time the capital Ironhaven is recaptured. The hotel is busy as the servants in a hectic manner get it ready for the feast set up to celebrate the liberation of Albrects ford. The servants usher you into the hall where the feast will take place where you are given a choice of dining partners you sit inbetween>Mr Baker and a young woman>Mr Morgan and a very young man wearing a fine suit>Marshal Alric and a Tall dark skinned man
"Mr.Morgan if Mr.Baker can stop the communists to stop the majority of the extra judicial killing then you can convince the democrats not to murder all the communists. Also you might want to get a grip on the merchant thing, lobbying is all fine and good but corruption will just give the communist ammunition to shoot you down, politically and maybe literally if it gets bad enough" He snorts again while polishing off the last of his stew. “I'm not Mr Baker, I can't just threaten to shoot anyone who disagrees with me. Thankfully though with the consolidation of the militias into a proper army most of the democrats are now more defanged then before. Unlike yourself most of them dont have an excuse to keep a full regiments of airborne and an armored company at their beck and call.The next course is brought out a smoked pig which is served a large slices, you do note Mr Leroy did not even touch his stew or taken a slice of pork,>topic?>skip to mingling>write in
>>5846892>Why are you not eating Mr Leroy?
>>5846892>check ourselves to see if we've been poisoined>Ask why mr leroy isn't eating
>>5846904+1
>>5846904supporting
Hello, my dear friend! Welcome back to your life!On your previous decisions that led you to where you are now, Ryan Moore started a day thinking it was another average day: Had a meeting at his work about how to throw dirt even more in Chicago's fine society, with the possibility of uncovering an international scandal; got invited to a private party by his best friend, finally meeting his workmates! But as night went by, Ryan started facing the dreadful thought his best friend might be involved in that scandal. Not all things are filled with desperation, however: He ended the night high as shit and brought someone back with him! But who is it? Who are they? Let's see together, my dear friend.>pastebin with introduction, rules, character sheet and more!https://anonpaste.pw/v/bc08170a-f3c3-4347-aa0c-21752b642340#qynqJTDfg42WhvvjESH66AnMEigfA1GQkVHIUdbCfa8>archivehttps://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Oracle1990
>>5841389>>5841906>>5842050>>5842352>"how about we meet tonight? We can buy the calendar">"do not worry. I'll be at my best behaviour tomorrow"You look at the phone screen, expecting their reply as soon as you answer them. You blink and sip your strong, black coffee. You take a deep breath. Memories flood your mind on what happened yesterday and your heart skips a bit. A weird sensation you can't go off. It's fine. You are just overthinking and it's early in the morning, you're getting your first cup of coffee and soon your thoughts will re-arrange. Or you try to re-arrange them. Another ping on your phone and you look at it in an incredible speed. "Yes, sure! I'd love to see you again! I know a cute bookshop at Eerie Street and best of all? It's open 'til late at night. They serve a delicious coffee in those italian vintage expresso machine. You gonna love it!", "Meet me at Grand station, around 8pm?", Kimberly. She doesn't hide her excitement and this energy infects you. You feel yourself smiling, even if your lips don't move a bit. You confirm your appointment."I hope so. I wanna see all of your good behavour, Mr. Moore. Dinner time, at my apartment. Tomorrow", Peter. You can see all conotations on what he wrote on that message and damn, and he knows what he damn wants. But this is a problem for the You of tomorrow. You confirm the appointment and dinner. Hey, at least it's free dinner from a rich guy! Let's see what he'll serve for you tomorrow.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
"I guess my brain compacted everything in a one-of-a-time experience. Really. I felt something deeper than my soul burning the whole. I flew on the sky and became a being of pure light. I saw colors in form of people... Or colors around people? I touched them and...", you sit next to him without noticing, coffee on your hands and keep talking. "Wait, wait, wait. Slow, man", and you stop talking. "I'm still on my first sip, dude. Now I want a bit of that brownie next time you go to your guy. I need a travel hard like that"You and Robert share a long moment of silence drinking coffee, until he finally gets up and to get some pastries. "Wow. I know this is from yesterday, but it looks like it's from today""It's from that bakery, y'know?""Damn. Real good", he serves himself more coffee. You didn't even notice he finished his and you're still on your first cup.Your thoughts are still on yesterday, but you see an oportunity ahead of you. Robert's thoughts seem to still "loading", meaning he will talk to you without filter. You know morning meeting will be in 2 hours, but you also know not everything you can say at Shannon's face. >"how was the interview with the tenure?">"i don't remember seeing Philipp with you. Was he with Carie?">"are you okay, man?"
>>5845509>"how was the interview with the tenure?"
>>5845509>"are you okay, man?"
Nine years ago King Aiden Perenolde betrayed the Alliance and sided with the Horde of Orgrim Doomhammer. Nine years ago Prince Alric Perenolde, the second heir of Alterac was sent into exile for his own protection. This exile turned permanent and Captain Normand Garside, your guardian for the past nine years made sure that you were safe and learned the useful skills that would help you in the future.Now you are ready to carry the responsibility and unite the scattered Alteraci people and reclaim the lands that were once the Kingdom of Alterac.Life is not always fair or forgiving. There are always mistakes and errors you or others make. And you have done one quite big one.Two weeks ago you had a serious mishap. During your daily magic lessons, you learned how to create a fire and light a candle. That alone as a mundane human is a great success after only half a year of studying magic. But during the lesson, you reached too far, pushed yourself too far and in the middle of trying to light a fire into a hearth, you fell and lost your consciousness. If not for the fast action by Lady Nalice, you probably would have died, for she saved you and prevented you from entering the limbo of oblivion.Your heart stopped and you were dead for nearly thirty seconds before Nalice managed to restart your heart with a sudden influx of Fel. You were saved, but the Fel did have its effect on you. Black nails, green eyes and to your worry and fear, potentially changes in who you are as well.In the last two weeks you have practised how to walk again and you have had plenty of time to think about everything. About who you are, about your friends and especially about the future. You tried to reach too far and it backfired, this isn’t a race, this is a marathon. You have just passed your nineteenth birthday, you can slow down a bit and let your underlings handle things for you.Yet there will be work to be done. You have met your officers and fed them the fake story of you being poisoned by a Syndicate assassin. You decided that Captain Garside would be leading the campaign of Strahnbrad Hills while you are still recuperating, but at least you would be joining them in Tarren Mill before they march out. There would be the oil negotiations and you would have a chance to meet your lover Jandice Barov.Even in your current shape, now that you have returned back into the spotlight, there would be work to be done. And you knew that while your mind was willing and your body wasn’t, your enemies wouldn’t stop. They would just work harder.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
The greatest form of bravery is when you overcome your fears. It is healthy to fear, to be afraid. It is what keeps you alive. It is what keeps you from making bad decisions and allows you to take a step back when needed.You had to be brave now, it would be so easy to just accept and be done with this.You reached out with your hand. It was trembling, but you steeled yourself to stop it from shaking. Malevus Thing smiled faintly as your hand reached out for the heart, but the smile faded quickly as you grabbed her wrist instead.You didn't have to use much force to hold her and you gently moved her hand and the heart away."I will never accept you. I will always decline you. Fel won't be part of me, not now and not tomorrow." You told her. "But I can't push you away either, we are here together."Malevus Thing relented and pulled her arm back before taking several steps away."You said that I am you and you are me." You told her. "I am going to find a way to get rid of you, until then I will have to begrudgingly carry you around. And when I have managed to get rid of you, I am me and you are gone."Malevus Thing hissed and let out a laugh as she shoved her heart back inside her ribcage and pushed it close. She cracked her neck and straightened her back.Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5847096>2d3>Best of threeQM: I have been saying that the spring meeting is nearly here. We are actually super close now. And for the sake of discussion regarding your nightmare, which was good, I have two very serious questions for you.Malevus Thing is what?>Write inMalevus Thing is for?>Write in
>>5846525I actually have no idea what you are referencing. No clue at all.
Rolled 3, 2 = 5 (2d3)>>5847098Malevus Thing is what?> Alric's evil animated by the fel.Malevus Thing is for?> Going full schizo and conversing with the strange voice in our head.
>>5847098>Write inLikely a dark mirror of Alric either made entirely by or drawn out of the subconscious by the Fel.>Write inInternal self-analysis and critique. Also commenting on our choices, like a good mirror-personality.>>5847100Jekyll and Hyde musical song #34 - Confrontation.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oECK1dNbuho
Last time, reality distorted in front of your very eyes, everyone but you lost their memories, and now you’re at the Amusement Park to enjoy one thrill ride with a very interesting backstory. This description doesn’t do justice to what happened, but it’ll have to do because the excitement must continue! You have to enjoy the spare time you have together until it’s your turn to forget this all ever happened like a dream or what you had for lunch a month ago.Vera has rescinded you the right to make decisions without her complaints. The Broller Coaster was really fun, but she didn’t expect you to go from 0 to 100 on the first ride, so she wants to gripe. You’d tell her that she needs to face the consequences of her actions, but after what she did today, you don’t want to touch on those sensitive points. Instead, you told her that this is just the beginning and she needs to get ready to have more fun!Also, you got a free Shrimp Mask and a Duck Mask. A cool souvenir after the red!The Lunar Light Amusement Park has a lot more to offer! Better make the best out of it!What do you do?>Go to the Haunted Castle!>Go to The Manic Pixie Dream Theater!>Go to The Lovers’ Gravy Boat!>Go to The Cursed Ship of Dave!>Go to The Airplane Furball!Comment too long. Click here to view the full text.
>>5845902>Tell Vera that you’re going to miss her.
>>5845902>Write In.Kiss her and push the button. Spoilers: Fantastic drawings!How can she feel it if her legs don't work?
>>5845902>Hug Vera goodbye. You love her!How touching... but it's time to snap back to reality
>>5845902>>>Hug Vera goodbye. You love her!
>>5845902>>Hug Vera goodbye. You love her!>>Tell Vera that you’re going to miss her.
