The three of them then set off to do a variety of tasks to help the village prepare for Lord Rathorn's
visit, a big occassion for the sleepy town.
First they help out MISS POTTS decorate the town (and Vanessa picks up a few extra BALLOONS for later).
Second, they help out in SETTING UP STALLS for the storekeepers. It is while doing this that Vanessa
meets up and helps a WISE TRAVELLING MERCHANT named VINCIENT who, as she helps him, tells her that ever
since Lord Rathorn came into control of FORMORTUA, there has been VERY LITTLE NEWS from the big city...
In fact, he reveals that the reason this is such a big occasion is that this is the first time Lord Rathorn
has SET FOOT OUTSIDE THE CITY.
Finishing up for Vincient, the merchant promises Vanessa SOMETHING EXTRA from his stall after the festivites.

With LESS THAN AN HOUR before Lord Rathorn arrives, Vanessa decides to split the team up to attempt to finish
up the last TWO TASKS.

She sends Dave and LB to the STAGE to help MAYOR FREDERICK fix it up before Lord Rathorn's arrival, while
she and Stephanie head to the busy local pub, THE TWICE-MENDED DRUM to see if MR. DRUM can use some assistance.

Once separated, Stephanie makes a slight crack towards Vanessa that she LIKES HER BROTHER, DAVE, MORE THAN
JUsT a FRIEND.

Vanessa's Stats:
Power: 7
Cunning: 4
Magic: 3
Brotential: 6

Suggestions are done this way:
I will try to incorporate all options, but higher dice rolls (on a d20) will get more weight if conflicting ideas abound.

(Picking up where we left off...)

"Well, if I liked him that much, I would have asked him to help me here and you
go with LB." You shout to Stephanie as you try to make your way through the crowds
of the pub.

"Please." Stephanie scoffs. "One, you know as well as I do that as soon as he got here
he would find some way to goof off with Mr. Drum and we would get nothing done... Second,
that would be like openly admitting to liking him... and I know you don't have the guts to say
that to his face yet."

"Look Stephanie." You shout as you push your way through a couple of people. "I've told
you before... I DON'T LIKE HIM LIKE THAT!"

"Haha! I sure hope you don't, Vanessa..." A large slab of muscle in front of you bellows
good naturedly. "I'm pretty sure my wife would have something to say about it if a pretty young
thing like you started going for me, eh? Hahahaha!"

You crane you neck up to look into the bushy eyebrows of Mr. Drum, a very BRAWNY GENTLEMAN
and the owner of the pub that is currently towering over you.

"Oh... Um... Mr. Drum. I didn't see you there."

"Hahahaha!!" he lets out another boistrous laugh as his hand comes down on your back, almost
knocking the wind out of you. "That would be the first time that has happened to me, eh?"

As he finishes speaking, he turns his head and bellows out another order to one of his waitresses
over the noise of the rowdy bar room.

"Sorry about that, lass. Been hectic as all get out for me trying to get everyone settled and served
here." He turns his face down to you as he smirks...
"Hold on a tic... I know! If you really like me all that much, Vanessa, you and Steph there-

"Stephanie."

"-can help me out in filling some orders... What say you?"

>>16259433
Aid him in filling out some orders.

I don't like how a bunch of faggots took a collaborative project and made it an original character do not steal wank-fest among a chosen group.

>>16259453
Wait, it wasn't even a project.
Just some guys making cliche characters for fun.
Then it got SRS BSNSS.

"Well that depends," Vanessa flutters her eyelashes , "there are just some things I don't do on the first date."

>>16259468
Are we a slut now?

>>16259461
Half of it was based on just fapping. IIRC The Androgynous Cleric Kid originally had 'you could easily rape them if you wanted in it" and the experienced warrior girl had something else.

>>16259433
Sure. Let's get things moving up in this bitch

>>16259483
>Woman uses her femininity to make a joke
>SLUT ALERT

rolled 19 = 19

>>16259433
"Of course we will. That's why we're here, although we thought you need our help cleaning up the bar."

rolled 1 = 1

>>16259483
To be delivered in jest, the Brawny Gentlemen has complimented us and eluded to his wife. It's just having some fun.

>>16259483

Not really. But eventually I hope the OP will give us some sexy armor as a reward. It's all part and parcel of the JRPG genre Broquest is mocking.

>>16259511
> people using greentext are always assholes

"Well that depends, Mr. Drum." Vanessa flutters her eyelashes jokingly, "There are just some things I don't do
on the first date."

"Bwahahahahaha!" Mr. Drum gives another boistrous laugh behind his thick mustache as he slaps his muscled leg.
"You really know how to lay it on thick, don't you Vanessa? Hahaha! Here, if you do this for me, you and your
friends can have a drink on the house after all this commotion's died down. Does that sound fair?"

"Heh. You have a deal, Mr. Drum."

"Hahahahaha! Great!" his thick hand comes down on your back again, almost knocking you to your feet once more.
"Now don't worry too much about it... You and Steph-"

"Stephanie."

"-Just fill out the orders and remember what people want. Then come back here and tell me or the Misses what they
wanted. Easy, no?"

You nod happily while Mr. Drum hands you and Stephanie a pad and pen, his smile beaming down at the two of you.
"Alright now you two, get to work!"

Working in the bar is definitely hectic...
Lots of people talking over each other, some already half drunk in preparation for the festivities coming soon.
Of course, Mr. Drum helps out in his own way still...

Yelling out orders, getting the other waitresses to work, even dealing with the bad drunks that try to ruin the
atmosphere of joviality in his pub...

"You... You shee... I-I don'tsh like the fa-faggots that takes a collect... collat... collaborative projectsh and
made itsh an ORIGINALIALITY..."

And out the door he goes, cortesy of Mr. Drum's muscular arms.

The bar in general gets a big laugh out of it.

All except one person you notice...
It looks like a man... Seated towards the back... Wearing a uniform of a guard you are unfamiliar with.
In all cases, he looks like a NAMELESS RANK AND FILE SOLDIER, but he seems to concerned about something...
He has barely touched his drink and he keeps giving furtive glances out the pub window, oblivious to the
merriment around him.

(Approach him? Y/N)

>>16259592
Approach and ask politely if something is the matter.

rolled 17 = 17

>>16259592
>(Approach him? Y/N)

If we do have the time? Sure.
If not, invite him to the guardsmen get-together we're going to have once the commotion has died down.

Remove armor to make movrment easier.

While the bar is distracted as they watch Stephanie fuming slightly from being teased by some of the slightly
drunker regular villager (and Mr. Drum helping) you approach the NAMELESS RANK AND FILE SOLDIER.

He seems not be aware of your approach, instead distracted by looking out of the pub's window towards the
enterance to the town. On his plate is a barely touched sandwich, and he holds his small glass of water steady
with a nervous hand.

So distracted is he, he doesn't seem to even notice as you approach his table and stand next to him.

Challenge the soldier to one on one combat.

rolled 8 = 8

>>16259660
If he's in armour, knock on him like you'd do on a door.
If he reacts, give him a smile. Looks like he needs one.

Smiling, you gently wrap the soldier's metal helmet to get his attention. An action which causes the Soldier
to visibly jump in his seat as he finally notices you.

"If the food isn't to your liking sir, I could ask Mr. or Mrs. Drum to get you something else." You smile good
naturedly and attempt to crack a joke to lighten the man's mood... It looks like he needs it. "Or we could simply
fight right here and now in honorable one on one combat for the bill? I'm sure Mr. Drum could get a good betting
pool on both of our chances at winning..."

The Soldier doesn't seem to think the joke funny, as he looks at you from the shadows under his helmet. The glint
in his eyes almost sad in nature.

"I'm sorry..." he speaks suddenly after a moment of measured silence, his voice quiet... As if he was talking more to
himself. "I wish I could do something more but..."

He pulls his eyes down from you, looking at his reflection in his glass and gives a quiet, resigned chuckle. "I'm nothing
special..."

Lifting the glass up to his lips, he takes a long swig before setting it down. You watch as he stands up, his seat pushing
back as he grabs his sandwich with one hand and retrieves the rusty sword sheathed beside him. As he moves around you and
back towards the bar, you here his voice as almost a whisper in the crowded hall...

"Thank you for your kindness. Because of it, I will give you some advice.... Run."

Before you have time to recover from the odd display, the NAMELESS SOLDIER pushes through the people of the bar, becoming
lost in the crowd before you...

rolled 19 = 19

>>16259741
That was odd. Well, there's nothing we can do about it at the moment. Let's get back to work and see how Steph is doing.

I wonder how Dave and LB are doing.

Shaking off the weird event you just saw, you push your way back to the front of the bar to give Mr. Drum the
latest orders.

"Ow! Man Stephanie, I didn't know you had such an arm on you..." you hear a bar patron mutter as you push to
front of the crowd.

Before you is an odd sight... Several patrons are gathered around the table, most of them villagers you recognize
but some unrecognizable faces around as well. In the center, is a man nursing a hurt arm and, across from him, is
Stephanie seated at the table with Mr. Drum behind her.

"Hahahaha! I warned you Edward... That Stephanie has an arm on her! I should know... I visited the both of them when
they were younger and showed them the true path to STRENGTH!"

Mr. Drum's muscles glisten as he flexes them... Stephanie visibly shudders.

"Mr. Drum..." Stephanie states exasperately as she turns to the beaming giant, "Can I PLEASE get back to doing
something constructive like waiting the tables you told me to do?"

"Nonsense Steph!"

"Stephanie." she sighs resignedly.

"You have to still show the wonderful patrons the GLORY OF STRENGTH to which I bestowed on you!"

Stifling a giggle yourself at the absurd display, you catch Stephanie giving you an almost pleading look to help
her out.

>MFW i saw this on /a/,/v/,and /b/.


WHAT THE FUCK /tg/?

rolled 20 = 20

>>16259851
Oh gosh, no way. Consider it revenge for the crack about liking her brother.

Mayhaps we should even challenge her?

>>16259863

(Wait, there's another Quest thread on /a/, /v/, AND /b/?
Who is doing it? I know I didn't...)

rolled 18 = 18

>>16259851
"Ah, Steph! They need your help [over there, something credible] but I'd be willing to take her place and show those patrons the GLORY OF STRENGTH bestowed upon me by Mr. Drum!"

>>16259873
I think he means broquest itself

rolled 7 = 7

>>16259851
Tag Stephanie, signaling the patrons that you're willing to take over for her.
SHOW THEM YOUR STRENGTH!

Your stifled giggles catch the eye of Mr. Drum.

"Ah! Vanessa! Perfect timing!"

Mr. Drum turns his boistrous voice in the direction of his gathered audience.

"Alright everyone! It's time for an age old grudge match! My protege versus the pupil of my notrious rival,
Sir Ben Alexgrade!"

A good hearted cheer of the regular villagers is backed by another cheer from the new people who are swept
away in the excitement.

"Your town guard versus your town guard! Friend versus friend... Mentor versus mentor!"

You muse idylly that Mr. Drum's boistrous voice and giant physique would make him a great fight organizer
and referee as another cheer goes up within the The Twice-Mended Drum.

"What say you, Challenger?" Mr. Drum holds out his hand to invite you into the 'ring'.

>>16259912
Are we supposed to fight Steph, or somebody else?

rolled 20 = 20

>>16259912
Fiiiiiight her.
Prove our might!

>>16259866
>>16259930
>Jesus fucking christ I'm on a roll.

rolled 1 = 1

>>16259912
With honor! This arm of ours burns with an awesome power!

>>16259943
>>16259522
>Why can't I hold all these 1's?

>>16259954
Dude, >>16259939 stole your rolls. You must eat his heart to regain them!

>>16259939
>rolling on a roll

>>16259954
>Can't hold fumbles

Oh, you guys....

>>16259943

We're about to get girlraped.

How could you possibly say no to Mr. Drum when he goes all 'fight announcer' like that?

Smirking, you put your pad and pen off to one side and step up to the table to sit across from Stephanie.

"Oh Gods... You aren't really going to go along with this insane lot, are you Vanessa?" Stephanie remarks as
she watches you pull up the opposite chair and sit down in it.

You stick you tongue out in a playful response. "What's that STEPH? Do I detect the fear that Her Highness
might lose to little old me?"

At the taunt, Stephanie's eyes change to become etched with a steely resolve... Its a rare sight you only see
when you train with her and watch her behind the hilt of her trusty sword.

"Oh you didn't just do that." she murmers with a new predatory smirk on her features, as her arm comes down on
the table with a open hand invite for you to clasp it. "If I win, you will promise that you will never call me
Steph again... AND:"

Her cocky smile rises on her features as her eye glints. "You will write out the most sappy, embarrassing love
note to the person I know you like when you get home tomorrow AND SIGN IT."

"What's this audience? A maiden's heart on the line in this grudge match of rivals?" Mr. Drum's voice stirs the crowd
into a mixture of laughing, 'ooooos' and cheering from his audience.

You recognize the look in Steph's eye... You know she means serious business now. Confidentially, you feel you prefer
this Steph over the one that hammers on about rules and regulations... You've faced this one in battle before and you
know it is going to be close.

"Fine. But if I win then you will not say a word when anyone calls you 'Steph'... And you will respond with 'Yes
magnificient leader' whenever I tell you to do something."

"Deal."

Your hands clasp as the crowd cheers.

(Alright, everyone... You and Steph have pretty even strength so it will come down to the wire and determination...
Highest of next three dice rolls on a d20 determines this match's fate.)

rolled 16 = 16

>>16259912
Seems like accepting the challange is the quickest way to do Steph the favour of ending this without upsetting Mr. Drum.

rolled 12 = 12

>>16260044
Make her pray to whatever heathen god she worships.

Are there even heathen gods? I don't know.

rolled 3 = 3

>>16260037
HONOR

>>16260037
>"You will write out the most sappy, embarrassing love
note to the person I know you like when you get home tomorrow AND SIGN IT."

She going to be in for a surprise. We are so going to put the TSUNDERE back in EXPERIENCED WARRIOR GIRL.

>>16260072
>>16260057
>>16260047
>3
>12
>16

I'm okay with this.

rolled 10 = 10

>>16259961
>I must ask you to refrain from this unsightly act.

The cheers of the crowd surround you as sweat pours from both you and Steph's brow...
Your arms are deadlocked together...
Struggling to find the edge on the other...
Pushing with all your might...
Quivering with raw strength...

You hear from the periphery people making bets, but you don't care...
Your eyes are locked with Steph's...
Locked in an epic struggle...

It seems to last an eternity...
Just like your fights...
Equally matched with each other...
Both looking for an opportunity to strike.
Any give.
Until...

An opening.

You pounce quickly on it... Driving Steph's arm down... But not all the way. She resists...
Pushing back up...
Trying to establish her control back.
But you've tasted her blood...
There is no going back...
With the last ounce of your power, you drive her arm down finally.

A huge cheer goes up within the audience.

"And the Challenger wins!" Mr. Drum's voice echoes through the bar as people clasp each other on the back
and pay up their bets.
"It was a close match, and each side fought valiently.. But in the end, their can only be one!"

Mr. Drum crosses over to your side of the table and lifts you sore arm in victory. You wince.
"Vanessa... ALEXGARDE!"

Another cheer.
Mr. Drum really needs to run a fight club or something.

As the audience disperses and Mr. Drum lets go of your arm, he smiles down at the two of you.
"Hahahaha! That was spectacular girls! I've never seen anything so exciting."

"Or lucky." Stephanie remarks, her eyes back to their usual bossy self.

"Ahahahaha! You should know pupil of mine that Luck is one of the most important aspects of the fight!"
Mr. Drum strikes a chiseled pose. "It appears I need to give you further instruction!"

The look of sheer terror etched on Stephanie's face makes you almost double over laughing.
"OhGodsnoletsgetoutofhereVanessa."

Mr. Drum laughs as he makes no move to stop Stephanie from grabbing your arm and pulling you out of the
pub. "Hahahahahaha! Thank you for everything you two!" And he waves from the door way.

Breaking through the crowd and crossing the village square, you and Stephanie almost collapse in exhaustion
and laughter onto the cobbled streets below.

"Heh. Don't think I won't get you back, Vanessa... Right now that makes us tied."

"Heh. I look forward to it, Steph."

"Stephan-"

"Ah ah!"

"Graxalfrag." she mumbles unintelligably.

You both laugh. These are certainly the best of days.

Afterwards, Stephanie pulls out her watch. "Well, Lord Rathorn should be arriving at any time. What should we do?"

rolled 14 = 14

>>16260215
We should go check on Dave and Lord Barkington, and if they're done we can find a nice place to watch the event.

rolled 15 = 15

>>16260215
>"Heh. Don't think I won't get you back, Vanessa... Right now that makes us tied."

"You really want me to write that letter to you, don't you?" Place a chaster kiss on her cheek, giggle, grab her arm and start running in the direction Dave and LB should be.
Bonus points if she manages to do all that before Steph has a chance to recover.

> Heroine
Okay you know what? That thread the other day was right. You guys are FIXATED on female characters to the point of fetishization and general creepyness.

Yesterday when you were working all this out I said to myself "I bet they make a female heroine as the main character." And you fuckers had to prove me right.

>>16260268
Suppose we made a female villain, would that have made a difference?

rolled 1 = 1

>>16260215
We should keep our eyes open. Maybe the Soldier in the bar had a reason the be worried.

>>16260268
Uh, why is this even a problem?

There are plenty of Quests with male protagonists. Go to one of them. Or hell, make your own.

No need to try to shit up another quest just because you dislike the gender of the protagonist

rolled 10 = 10

>>16260268
At this point I think you're just complaining for the sake of complaining.

>>16260268
>Implying gender matters on a quest to be awesome.

the issue here is clear: this quest needs more dicks

"We should go check on Dave and LB... See if they are coming along on the stage."

Stephanie leans up slightly, her eyes fixed on a point across the village plaza.

"Oh Gods, what is he up to now?" Stephanie mutters softly to herself. Out loud she says, "I don't think we
need to go all the way to the stage... My doofus brother is over there."

She points across the village square towards the bridge, where Dave and Lord Barkington appear to be relaxing
under a tree.

"What are they doing there?"

"I don't know..." Stephanie remarks as he dusts down her guard uniform. "But I intend to find out. Just promise
you won't swoon when you are reunited with him, okay?"

You nudge Stephanie in her ribs playfully and stick out your tongue. "I order you to desist that line of thought,
guardswoman."

Stephanie sighs theatrically and gives a fake little curtsy. "Yes Magnificient Leader."

Satisfied, you both cross over towards LB and Dave.

>>16260268
>>16260336
I found one for you.

LB, lifting his head up as you approach, bounds happily towards you.

"Arf arf!"

He jumps up on you in an attempt to give you sweet doggy kisses on the cheek.

"Down boy! Down!"

"Arf."

Stephanie, on the other hand, fumes over to her brother and gives him a swift kick in the side.

"OOF.."

"What the heck are you doing laying down on the job? Vanessa told you to go and help set up the stage!"

Dave, jostled from his relaxation from the kick begins to sit up. "Hey, don't blame me. Me and furry dude were
went there to help out, but Mayor Fredericks got mad at us and put us in Time Out."

"You can't be serious."

"He totally did! He told us to go far away where we can't hurt anything. Decided if that's the way he was, I
wasn't going to show him and take a nap."

"You can't do anything right, can you Dave?"

"Relax sis, its fine." Dave, finally getting to his feet, pulls down his shades to look at the two of you.
"Speaking about doing things right though... What happened to you two? You both look like you wrestled each other...
I thought you were just going down to the pub to help Mr. Drum?"

rolled 10 = 10

Nothing big, just a little show to make the money flow a little more freely.

"Heh. A little 'show' huh? I should have spent my time out with your guys then, huh Vanny?"

His remark earns him a stomped toe from his sister.

You smile as you watch your two friends squable like the brother and sister they are...
Listening to breeze as it flows through the trees..
Watching LB bark happily as he runs around the three of you...

So perfect...

But not.

It starts out slowly..
Barely noticable...
A creeping sensation...
As if shadowy tendrils were gently slipping through the warm summer afternoon.
You feel the playful argument going on in front of you fade to the background as your surrounding close in
on you.
Tight.
Constricting.
Harder to breathe...
Fear.
Gently snaking up your spine.

WHERE ARE YOU?

Gasping, you almost collapse as the feeling disappears and you come back to reality.
"Vanny, what's wrong?"
You look up to see Dave holding you up, concern in his eyes hidden by the sunglasses.
"Is everything alright?"

Stephanie and Lord Barkington are looking at you as well, concern on their features.

"Yeah... yeah. I'm alright... I just... Thought..." the feeling begins to slip away from you... Fading away
into the background. "No... It's nothing... Our thing at the pub must just be catching up with me, that's all.."

"Thing at the pub?" Dave's lighthearted voice returns, his eyebrows almost visibly shooting upwards...

"Oh shush, brother..."

"EVERYONE!" Mr. Wilson voice, the town crier, can be heard coming from the other side of the village square.
"He's coming! Lord Rathorn is coming!"

(Are you going to do anything? I give warning to you guys as well: The next bit might be a bit long, so be patient if that is the case.)

rolled 9 = 9

Recover ourselves.

Be ready for it next time.

>>16260531
Be careful. The soldier warned us things might be getting dangerous.

rolled 9 = 9

>>16260583
Rolling my die.

rolled 6 = 6

Collect ourselves and be wary

rolled 7 = 7

Prepare to see the Lord! Let's get a good view!

rolled 4 = 4

>>16260531
Guys, there was this strange guy in the pub.
He was like out of his mind. A soldier, you know. It was like he was crushed by his own consciousness.
You know, this visit is strange as it is, or is it not?
The Lord, coming here?
And now there was him, guilt impersonate excusing to me for he could not do more.
And right now I had this terrible feeling like fate closing in on us.
Do what you will, I will not stand in the crowd when he comes.
I will watch from a window.
I have this terrible foreshadowing I just can't ignore.
So please, come with me, for if I am right I could never live with not having done all I could to save you.
And no, this is not a joke.

rolled 17 = 17

>>16260531
Hold onto LB.

(Don't worry, just letting you know I'm still here...
I'm trying to incorporate everyone's ideas...
It's taking a long time to type out.)

>>16260797
My apologies should I have made things overtly complicated with this
>>16260635 .

As you allow Dave to gently guide you down to the tree, you keep an eye on on the village square.

For some reason... the soldier's warning echoes in your head... Softly...
As if a nagging shadow behind you.

"Run."

In front of you though, you see the cheering villagers turning out to watch the oncoming procession, crowding
among the street side that leads to the village's bridge so they could be the first one to see the Lord's carriage.

Soon, the carriage turns the corner into your sight.

It is black... Midnight black with gold trim that adorns its. Carved wooden gargolye like heads decorate the
outer sides as two midnight black horses pull it, their hooves echoing gently against the cobbled street.

You notice that the carriage, as ornate and big as it is, is only the head of a much larger procession, each
other carriage decked out in a manner similar to the first one.
Soldiers dressed similarly to the NAMELESS RANK AND FILE SOLDIER you met at the bar flank each side of each
carriage, their march in perfect unison with each other and each holding a red herald flag.

The cheering crowds releasing balloons around them seem not to offset their stalwart and silent march as the procession moves into the city.

You watch as Mayor Frederick crosses down from the stage set up towards the end of the path and moves to greet
the procession along with the rest of the village council.

Meeting up with the black and gold carriage, the imposing horses whinny as another NAMELESS RANK AND FILE SOLDIER
pulls on the thick reigns to bring the beasts to a halt.

They snort as one of the soldiers moves without orders to cross to the ornately decorated door and opens it, holding
it open in breathless anticipation from the crowd.

From your vantage point on the hill, you and your friends watch Lord Rathorn step out of the carriage.

WHile his suits and wig look to be made of the finest and beautifully tailored black and white silk, Lord Rathorn's
appearance is completely opposed to that. His body appears to be squeezed uncomfortably into his clothes, almost as if
a hog was being trussed up for a celebration. The plethora of rings that glint along his stubbed fingers glint gaudily
in the afternoon Sun, and his beady, almost rat like eyes seem to survey the company present with a careful, calculating
glance.

His black cane embedded with a sparkling blood red gem on the hilt clacks on the cobbled streets of your village as the
soldier finishes pulling him out.

"Huh." Dave speaks as he leans against the tree, his shaded eyes watching Lord Rathorn. "What a let down... This guy
seems like just another CORRUPT AND DECEPTIVE NOBLE."

Some of the villagers seem to echo Dave's sentiment, as they begin to cast furtive glances at each other... Of course, the
cheering still continues as those unabashed by Lord Rathorn appearance applaud his stunning and dramatic entrance.

The hairs rise the back of your neck as you watch the figure survey your town...
A whispered voice reminding of you what you were told just moments ago...

"Run."

"Um... Guys..." You pull yourself up slightly as your hand drifts to LB, your eyes never leaving the village square or Lord
Rathorn. As you hand brushes his fur, you can feel the soft tremors of the low growl forming in his throat.
"I didn't tell you this before, but I've been having this strange foreboding feeling..."

Your words are cut off as Lord Rathorn's voice speaks to the crowd.

"Mayor Frederick?"

Mayor Frederick rushes past the horses, his hand extended out to greet the Lord. "Ah. Yes. I'm Mayor ah Frederick, my Lord
Rathorn. And let me be the first to officially welcome you to our-"

Lord Rathorn seems to regard the hand with an air of indignity as he brings a white handkerchief to his mouth... You aren't sure
if its the afternoon sunlight reflecting off of it or something else, but you can't shake the nagging feeling that it is tinted
with red.

"This is the village of Green Meadow, is it not?" he cuts off the Mayor with his own question.

Fredericks, slightly put off due to his reception not going as initially planned, stammers out a response.
"Y-yes, Lord Rathorn. And let me say it is an honor to have Formortua's new regent come out specifically to-"

"And Mount Silose... That's it in the distance, am I correct?"

You turn to regard Mount Silose that lies only a few miles outside of town... Sure, you remember Uncle Ben's fanciful stories about
how its suppose to hide a mythical secret underneath it in ancient catacombs... But those were just fairy tales, right?
Why would the Lord of Formortua be interested in that?

"Um... Why yes, my Lord. The village of Green Meadows has been here under its shadow ever since we can remember..."

"Brillant." Lord Rathorn intones... A smile playing across his lips.

"Um... sir... I'm sure you have a lot of questions and are wanting to address the villagers that have come out to see you... If you
could just accompany me to the stage we have set up..."

"No.. no... That won't be necessary..." Lord Rathorn speaks as he holds up a manicured stubby hand.

Your eyes are drawn back to the carriage as you see another shadow step out... Slowly, you watch as beautiful woman clad in black
leather steps out of the carriage... A mischievious smile painted on her colorful lips.

Wait... Did one of the soldiers just twitch unnaturally?

"Guys... Something is wrong here..."

LB's growl rising...

The whispered voice again. "Run."

HA HA HA HA HA HA!!

"You see... It's meaningless to give speeches to the dead."

Lord Rathorn's hand comes down in one quick motion as Hell breaks out before you eyes... The woman clad in black leather breaks out into
a diabolical grin her hand quickly rises up in an instance movement that leaves a blue trace in the air.

The soldiers growl and double over... An unnatural growl emenating from them as their clothes rip and their banners fall to the ground...
The villagers scream and try to scramble away from the sidelines as sharp claws whip from what use to be the soldiers and into the audience,
bodies falling among wails of despair.

Mayor Fredericks, stunned by the outcome, never had a chance to move as the guard nearest to him erupts into a black pillar of unformed teeth
and descends upon him, devouring his body whole.

"By the Gods..." Stephanie whispers to herself in stunned silence as she sees the blood shed unfold in her once peaceful village below.

Lord Rathorn, standing between the monstrosities forming from his soldiers, allows a small smirk of satisfaction to cross his thin, pale, lips

(Apologizes for the taking so long...
I will attempt to promise that my posts won't be that long from now on.
Anywho, big things have just happened and danger abounds.
If you guys want a moment to discuss what to do while I get a snack, I'll be right back in a moment.)

rolled 5 = 5

>>16261080
I think this amswer is best presented in the form of a song.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P5AxJ2oqi0Uw

No really, do it.

rolled 9 = 9

>>16261080
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-! The guard can't stand against so many monsters. We need to evactuate the town. Stephanie, you've always been the one to know every emergency plan the guard has. Any advice on how to get everybody out of here?"

rolled 5 = 5

>>16261080
Try to save some people, but focus on saving Mr. Drum and the Merchant.

rolled 5, 3 = 8

>>16261080
RUUUUUUUUUUUUN

You pull your eyes away from the horror that you see before you... The screams...
Ringing in your ears.

'Stephanie! We need to exacuate the town! You're the one that knows everything about all the emergency plans.
How do we get everyone out of here!?"

Stephanie doesn't respond... Her eyes fixed on the devasation happening in the nearby village square.

"Oh Gods... Oh Gods... Why..." she whispers softly...

Moving to her, you try to shake her back into consciousness...

"Stephanie! WE NEED YOU!"

"Watch out!" Dave yells as he unsheathes his oversize sword and slices at one of the soldiers turned shadow
beasts that were chasing the villagers to where you are.

The shadow beast collapses... But it only looks like a temporary set back for it as each side begins to slither
and reform into discombodulated teeth, claws...
And eyes.

HA HA HA HA HA!

"Stephanie!!"

"Stephanie seems to come out of her stupor for a moment to look into your eyes... A emotion etched on them you
have never seen before...
Fear.

"Stephanie! Focus... We need to save as many people as we can! WHAT DO WE DO!"

Stephanie looks away and thinks for a moment... You have never seen her look so weak before.

"In the village hall... There's suppose to be a tunnel that can lead everyone into the woods... It hasn't been
used in ages though..."

"Close enough." You turn back to Dave who is unsuccessfully attempting to hack at the beast. "Dave! We need to
get everyone to city hall! RUN!"

Dave turns back to you... Underneath his glasses you can tell he is just as scared as you are, though his resolve
strengthens under your orders. "Understood."

He begins to shout at the villages, yelling over the fire and screams to get to city hall.

You look back over the devasation in the village square and spot admid the massacre Mr. Drum wearing his pair of brass knuckles...
Or what would be a pair if he wasn't now missing an arm.

rolled 6 = 6

>>16261329
>Or what would be a pair if he wasn't now missing an arm
D:
Form a rear guard with him and our other friends to protect the fleeing villagers as long as we can.
See if kicking the demon soldiers into the fires kills or incapacitates them.

>>16261329
fffff

Help Mr.Drum out.

He's not dying here today and neither are we!

rolled 2 = 2

>>16261490
Forgot mah dice

"Mr. Drum!" You yell as you start to move towards him, your sword unsheathing.

But before you can move, you feel a hand on your arm...
"No!" Stephanie crys back to you, her hand holding your arm. "We need to run! We can't save him, there are
too many..."

You turn your eyes back to Mr. Drum's battlefield as he fights off the swarming shadows that are beginning
to latch onto him...
You also see Lord Rathorn strolling calmly towards him, his black cane clicking on the cobbled floor.

"He would want to go down fighting, Vanny!" Stephanie continues to speak, her eyes flowing with tears, all
pretense gone from her voice. "He would want to protect us as long as he can?"

"I-I know but... I don't... He can't die! We have to save him!!"

You don't have much time to lose.. Some other shadow beasts are moving towards you...

(Help Drum or Run?)

rolled 6 = 6

>>16261542
Help Drum! He would help us ;_;

rolled 6 = 6

>>16261329
Mr. Drum
D: NOOO!
Defend him! DEFEND THAT GLORIOUS BASTARD!

rolled 1 = 1

>>16261542
Erm... Fuck it.

High roll, we get our shit together and help him. Rushing in on them and dragging him with us.

Low roll we run the shit outta here.

rolled 8 = 8

>>16261542
>Help Drum

Give Steph a hug. "You know I couldn't live with myself if I didn't try to save him, Stephanie. Please, lead the villagers through the tunnel. I'll grab Drum and follow as soon as I can."

>>16261329
>Or what would be a pair if he wasn't now missing an arm

rolled 16 = 16

Mr Drum wouldn't want us to get killed for nothing, he would fight so we could live. He probably is.

>>16261570

(Bahahahaha! Sorry, I found that hilarious.
Should I take this as everyone's choice or do you still want to debate it? If majority is leaning one way, I won't go against it.)

rolled 13 = 13

>>16261542
He's sacrificing himself for us. We will have none of that!

>>16261602
Hell, all want to be goddamn heroes.
I won't stand in the way.

>>16261602
We must save Mr. Drum!

rolled 17 = 17

>>16261602

Personally, I think removing him from the Bro lineup was a horrible mistake in the first place. But meh, I've already made my post.

I see no bitching about catgirl

What is this thread about if not that?

>>16261713
It's about brogirl and her pimpdog. Featuring brotastic paladin chick and her BROther.

We are debating on whether we can risk our arses to safe the fist mage.

>>16261713
It's a BroQuest thread that isn't on /v/.

>>16261740
But the catgirls design is x as you can clearly see from y and z. It needs to be changed or [insert nerdrage]

(Alright... Even though the highest number said run, it seems majority is favoring standing with him...
Let's see what happens?)


Quickly, you look back at Stephanie.. Cool frightened...
Weeping.
With resolve that surprises even you, you pull her close and give her a tight hug.

"You know I couldn't live with myself if I didn't at least try to save him... Please. Help your brother
lead the villagers through the tunnel. Drum and I will follow as soon as we can."

Time is short, but she looks up into your eyes... Noticing it is you now that has the steely resolve.
Sniffing, she gives a slight nod.

"You better make that a promise to me, Vanessa."

"Don't worry, I will... Steph."

A small, weak laugh escapes her lips, as you smile back.

The two of you hug once more, and then break as she runs towards her brother, and you grit your teeth to
face your enemies.

rolled 6 = 6

>>16261740
>Implying
We aren't going for the harem ending.

Charging and swinging your sword, you cannon yourself across the bridge...
The swordplay from your Uncle's teaching ingrained in your body, you cut down the shadow beasts that stand
in your way...

"MR. DRUM!"

You yell at the top of your voice as the beasts fall under you... Charging with abandon...

Mr. Drum, pinned to the ground by several shadow beasts manages to look up at you, blood flowing from the
scar cutting over his eye...

"Vanny!? No! You need to..." Teeth bite into his flesh as he winces in pain. "You need to run!"

Vaulting with agility that surprises even you, you land close the the bloody giant as your sword runs through
one of the shadow beasts.

"No, Mr. Drum... I'm tired of running... I'm taking you with me and we are getting out of here together..,"

"Vanny..."

"My, my... what an impressive... if albeit futile... display of heorics, little girl." Rathorn's slimy voice
speaks as he approaches closer.

As you help a panting Drum up to his feet, you watch as the beasts you cut down with your sword start to move
and writhe back together.

"And what do you think you will accomplish with this, hmm?"

>>16261760
Nobody cares for visual content here, mate.
We play Dwarf Fortress.

rolled 5 = 5

>>16261779
Make sure Mr. Drum is on his feet, then run. Hopefully he'll follow.

If not, he's made his choice.

rolled 9 = 9

>>16261779
Get Mr.Drum on his feet and run like hell

>>16261779
"This."
*shoots him in the face with crossbow.*
"Scram!"

rolled 13 = 13

>>16261779
>"And what do you think you will accomplish with this, hmm?"

"Nothing you'd place the slightest value in, your lordship."

Now get the fuck out of there. Look around if we can use the environment to help our escape. A burning stand we can collapse be hind us, or something like that.

rolled 16 = 16

>>16261810
Give Mr. Drum a head start on running before we follow up after him. If things get too hot then bail out.

rolled 4 = 4

>>16261845

No rollin, no dice. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

rolled 19 = 19

>>16261779
This would be a nice moment for the NRFS to shop up and aid us.

As you help Mr. Drum back to his feet and make sure he is standing...
You look Lord Rathorn in the eye.

"I'm showing Mr. Drum how much he means to all of us... That he is a friend that should never be left
behind."

You watch Lord Rathorn's piggish smirk play on his features at your speech, the shadowbeats shuffling
behind him... As if ready to pounce.

"I'm also showing him..." you continue, your eyes turning up to the scarred Mr. Drum and winking as your
hand reaches behind you... "That true fighting involves not only strength, but a great deal of Luck as well."

He gives you a grin that's missing a few teeth.

"Heh. I can't possibly know what you-"

"NOW!"

You turn on your heels at the same time as Mr. Drum, you hand pulling around behind you to unsheathe your small
crossbow... Without looking or taking aim, you fire into the general direction of Lord Rathorn.

Without turning around from your running, you hear the Lord let out a pitiful wailing scream.

"ARRRGH!! MY EYE! MY BEAUTIFUL EYE!!! YOU SMALL BITCH!!!!!"

Truely it was a lucky shot.

But the momentary distraction is short lived as you suddenly hear voice seethed in rage echo behind you.
"KILL HER!! KILL EVERYONE!! LLUEWYN!!! ORDER THESES THINGS TO LEAVE NOTHING ALLLLLIVE!!!!"

You hear behind you the lurching gait of the shadow beasts... Running after you, running on your heels...
Quickly.

"Come on, Mr. Drum! We need to get to the village hall! Everyone is escaping!"

Drum pulls up next to you, his hand clutching his bleeding stump of an arm...
"We won't be able to make it, Vanny! They are too fast! We have to think of another way!"

"But Stephanie and Dave! They are over there waiting for me!" you try to speak as you run, panting hard.
"I promised them I would be coming back!"

"There's no time Vanny! We have to... ARRGGH!" You look back just in time to see a sharp, barbed shadow tendril
rake across Mr. Drum's back!

"Mr. DRUM-!"

THUNK

Your voice stops in mid scream... choking in your throat..

"VANESSA!!"

Mr. Drum's voice sounds slow... Molasses like...
Time slowly down all around you...

You look across.
And see a black spike lodged through your shoulder.
Pain.
Fear.

I FOUND YOU....
I FOUND YOU!
IFOUNDYOUIFOUNDYOUIFOUNDYOUIFOUNDYOUIFOUNDYOU!!!

The shrill cry of the dark voice echoes in your head...
An eye opens up in front of you..
Dark...
Empty...
Nothingness.

I! FOUND! YOU!!!!!!
ARRRRRRRGGGGHHHH!!

The voice screams as you are briefly aware of Mr. Drum's strong hand pulling the spike out of your shoulder.
The eye disappears.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
GIVE HER BACK!!!!
GIVE HER BACK TO ME!!!!!!!!

It's hard to tell what's real any more...
Shades...
Passing...
Your strength giving out...
Falling...

You feel a hand pick you up. A worn hand, a strong hand...
Holding you close to a warm body...
Hard to focus...
You feel the hard splash of something wet hit you with force.
And it drives you down into the all consuming blackness.

.................

rolled 8 = 8

Oh shit, I hope we saved recently.

....................

.......................

END OF CHAPTER 1

>>16262034
*clap clap clap*

Thank you, Questfriend.

rolled 19 = 19

>>16262034
We screwed up saving Mr Drum, right?
;_;

>>16262004

(Thank you everyone who has been helping shape Vanessa's adventure... It has been as much of a pleasure for me discovering her as I hope for you lot.
Don't worry though, this is not the end of her story...
Oh no.
After all, ends are only the beginnings to something more... my fellow adventurers.

I will try to have BroQuest Quest III up sometime in the near future.
In the meanwhile, if you want to help out, please feel free to archive this if you so desire...
It will help me keep the Recap shorter on the next thread. XD

Please feel free to post thoughts and ideas for the future if you want. I will try to stay a little longer before I have to leave and read them.)

>>16262116
How close are you going to stay to the current state of the broquest design docs? The Brawny Gentlemen has been removed for quite some time, I think.
Did we even have a chance to save him?

Oh, the last broquest quest was archived here:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16248221

rolled 4 = 4

>>16262116
Thank you for the awesome quest!

You best come back, you hear?

>>16262071
Don't worry faithful reader...
No where did I say in the last part that Vanessa has died, hmm?
What DID happen to her, on the other hand, remains to be seen.

>>16262103
I-I don't know what to say...
Literally.
Give him a monocle and a bushy mustache and its perfect.

>>16262137
Oh! Heh. I didn't realize it was archived or I would have put it in the first post.
I'll be sure to save it, so BroQuest Quest III will have a link to it.

As for the direction...
I can't say too much but I will try and bring in every character in some form or fashion that is on the chart.

As for Mr. Drum...
I will admit I haven't decided yet whether he lives or dies...
I will tell you though, he was not fated to die from the outset, but the story evolved in ways I didn't expect.

So I will give you no definitive answer at the moment...
We will both have to see.

>>16262137
There was talk about having characters that didn't the final cut to appear as NPC's, If that happens or not I cannot tell.

>>16262205

Also: as a side note...
I've kept up with BroQuest threads often, so I know a lot of the random stuff said that did or did not make it into the final cut...
No promises or anything, but just saying that I will keep it in mind.

>>16262116
Archiving right now.
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16259402