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Previous thread.

We better go check on Erik before he sells the souls of everyone in town for a psychic blowjob or something.

>>21110231
You decide that checking in on Erik is the best idea for now.

You walk through the town, noticing that no one is out on the streets. Weird.

As you reach the bottom of the hill leading to the Manor you can see the library windows illuminated by a red glow.

You walk up, frenemies and apprentice in tow.

You enter the Manor house and make your way to the Library.

"Erik? Stumbles? Rebecca? Anyone?"

>"Daniel? Oh thank goodness you're back!"

Erik comes speed walking out of a hallway.

>"Some harlot has taken my Library! Would you go do something about it?"

What do you do?

>>21110267
Tell the frenemies to stay behind, we''re going in.

As a skeleton, she shouldn't be able to steal positive energy from you. Theoretically.

But first, ask Erik what he offered when he summoned it.

>>21110334
"What did you offer it in return for... services?"

>"The rest of Beric, and a dress made by Stumbles. She didn't want Beric, but Stumbles' clothing got her interested. I got one from him, gave it to her, and that wench took my Library and turned it into a sex dungeon! I've been beating the men from town away with a broom, and the only thing stoping those boys of your going in there is the fear of what you'd do to them."

Seems that a punishment from you is a greater thing than a night with a Succubus. What do you make of that?

What do you do?

>>21110366
Head in, full armour, get her in close for ther seduction and then BAM, no dick.

Thennnn, BAM decompression.

>>21110366
Laugh uproariously at our well maintained image, in a creepy way. Then proceed to deal with the succubus the old fashioned way. Murdering her if she isn't reasonable.

>>21110417
"OK, stay here, all of you, I'll go deal with it. Like usual."

You put your helmet on and buckle up your sword and shield.

>"Try not to cover my books in juices."

The image of Meryl's thorax bursting with young rears up in your mind.

You go to the Library, and open the door, step through, and close it behind you.

The room is very different to how you remember it.

There's silk curtains hanging up everywhere, and massive bed-pillows dotted about.

There's a light smoke in the air from the scented candles.

>"Oohhh... A new client..."
You hear it from behind one of the curtains. What do you do?

>>21110456
Ask, quite bluntly, just what the hell is going on here, and if we need to choke a bitch.

>>21110456
>>21110422
"You have to ask yourself one question, miss. Do you want to be boned, or cuddled? Makes no difference to me."

>>21110456
Go to work :[ Archive it for me please :[[[[[ It's even worse that I was here for the first few minutes and now I gotta go.

>>21110456
"I like what you've done with the place.

I'm Daniel, nice to meet you miss. Could I have the pleasure of your name?"

>>21110495
"What the hell are you doing in Erik's library?"

>"A library? It looks more like a boudoir to me. And it's mine, not Erik's."

"Do I need to choke a bitch?"

>"Oohhh... I do love a bit of rough and tumble."

>>21110496
>"Bones? That's amusing coming from you... Seeing as how bones are all you've got, just like that master of yours. I offered him all kinds of pleasure, I was even willing to reenact stuff from his books. But he declined, saying that books were sacred and a hussy like me shouldn't mention them."

The Succubus pulls the curtain aside, and you get a clear look.

Red skin without fault on a seemingly fragile frame. On her head rests two curved horns rising up. She's smoking a long cigarette on the bed-pillow. The cloths, which are more like wound up tooth floss, are a lighter red than her skin.

>>21110545
>"Areal. I believe you've met my big brother, Azrael. Oh, he was furious about what you did. Ranting and raving about some stupid mortal foiling his plans. Nice work, if he controlled this planet, I'd have no more fun."

She blows a smoke ring at you, a lilac circle that hits your chest and dissipates.

What do you do?

>>21110587
Let's just cut to the point here. What will it take to make her leave?

>>21110587
"Well, I could always grab you and explode your over the room, but that'd get gibbets of flesh on all the books.

Honestly I've killed enough people this week and I don't feel like adding you to the list, at least not right now.

So Areal, what do you want out of life on this plane? Because I'm willing to help if it's reasonable, help you set up your boudoir in a place other than the library, in exchange for your expertise and knowledge of demons, contracts, yadda yadda.

Talk to me Areal, I don't want to have to kill anyone today."

>>21110587
"Alas, the delights of flesh are long forsook for one of my condition. I have no wish to interrupt your reverie, but my Master commands, and so I must. Tell me, would you be willing to go peacefully? For once, I do not wish to Dance."

>>21110637
>"Oohhh... Let me see... I want the head of John the Baptist, the first brick from the Great Pyramid, and the left eye of World Turtle."

Greedy wench.

>>21110650
>"Oh I know, we have satellite down in the Inferno. And you're a big entertainer. After what you did to Janus and my brother, there's betting boards on you down there. I'm rooting for you to succeed. But I know in a fight I'm not match, your God favours you far too much for my wiles to affect you."

>>21110684
>"I can service in other ways than flesh. Why else would Erik summon me? But I don't want to leave, it's far to warm down there for a woman of my complexion, and brother wont stop ranting and plotting about you. But if you find me somewhere else, I'll leave this little library."

What do you do?

>>21110727
She just up and admitted that she's no match for us.
Commence with the cleaving and the smiting and the stabing and the slashing and oh lord there's blood everywhere somebody get me a rag.

>>21110727
" I take delight in screwing with my opponents, not in being screwed myself."

"I can help you, maybe. This mansion holds many secrets and passages, ideal for your purposes. But not this one; this is a room of study. Even if of the corruption of minds."

"There's one condition of my own, however. You are not to tempt either my friends, my family or my apprentices. If they want to partake in the silky reverie with you, then so be it. But you must not led them astray from their path; let it be their own."

>>21110727
lets set that bitch up in a nice place. CONDITIONS: men from our town can patronize the establishment WITHOUT losing their souls, in exchange they will forced to pay for services in tradtional methods of coin and items. She will be required to be at Erik's beck and call regarding anything relating to demonology and learning of concepts and practices.

In excahnge for these requiremnts we set her up in a nice place and take care of protection while she resides in our mortal coil.

>>21110727
"I'm not going to get you the brick, the eye and honestly John the Baptist is far away and I don't feel like killing him.

What are you looking for in a place to live? Because I can help you with that. There's more rooms here than the library, and I really want this place to be clear so Eric can finally get some studying in, lazy fuck.

Should I help you with this there are some conditions. You don't steal or purchase any souls. You don't lead men astray with magic. You keep me up to date on happenings in the Abyss and if I have any questions on a subject you know about you answer them.

Is this acceptable?"

>>21110727
Erik did obviously want her or something, see of there's a spare room on the house. Let's just remember the wonders of the Arcane Lock spell and remind to only hand the word out to select clientele.

>>21110868
>"Oh yes... I know the violent history of this house. Many a sacrifice has been made to summon me and my skills. Hmm, this house is made of more blood than stone, my skeletal friend."

>>21110894
>>21110875
>"I know of a room that suits my fancy, if that is your offer, than I accept. Nothing will make me happier than to be in the company of my brother's greatest enemy."

She stands up and walks over to you, she's a big Succubus, as you have to look up to her.

>"And yes, you have another deal on the second terms too. The souls of these men in this town aren't really to my liking, anyhow. Far too set in their ideals of 'Hard work and honesty'. Wouldn't work in my devious machinations."

Do you allow the demon to set up residence in the manor?

>>21110947
Remind her that we expect our pact to be held quite well in intent. Loopholes will very well mean her neck on a pole. In a way most decidedly unpleasant. We do not fuck around, so do not around fuck us.

>>21110947
What kind of room are we giving her, here?
Did we just get a demonic sex dungeon?

>>21110947
"So long as you follow the spirit of the agreement and not just the letter I would be just fine with you staying here.

Also, you said earlier that you could service in ways other than flesh? What did you mean by that?"

>>21111035
yes i would like elaborations on that.

>>21110999
>"Oh my dead deary, I'm a demon. Contracts are our currency. You have my word, take it as you will."

>>21111027
>"There's an old maid's chamber on the east wing Erik's forgotten about. I'll resign to that. But if men seek my services, you must allow them to use them. Not for their souls, but for a price, one I'll have a little think about."

>>21111035
>"Well, like most meta-physical beings I don't have to affect the world in a physical manner. I can use my mind to bring pleasure, no sticky mess that way. It's usually the one chosen by some naughty priests with too much time on their hands, or fellows like Erik."

She smiles down at you, cigarette smoke escaping from rows of normal looking teeth, apart from overgrown incisors.

What do you do?

>>21111071
"I don't mind men using your services, that's their choice.

If you interfere with my students' training though I will be rather annoyed.

So let's get you moved, we can discuss the non flesh servicing thing after we have set up your room."

>>21111071
"Well, that's that then, do you need a hand moving your things? No? Cheerio then."
And walk right out.

>>21111071
Put on the maid outfit and you got a deal. You know, until you inevitably try to fuck us in a way not agreed upon and we murder you ironically.

>>21111124
This.
This this this.
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>>21111106
>"Of course, my deary, no touching the boys. But I'll still tease them, from time to time, what kind of demon would I be if I didn't?

>And I don't need help, my belongings are like me, not bound by normal physics."

She snaps her fingers and all her belongings in the library disappear.

>>21111124
"Remember, if you try and fuck me over I'll make sure your death is ironic."

>"What? Penetrated by your sword?"

>>21111117
You turn and leave, taking one last look as Areal follows like her luggage and disappears.

She's most likely gone to the maid's room.

Erik is standing outside the library doors, along with several men from the village.

>"Well? Is the hussy gone?"
"Yeah, but she hasn't left the house."
>"But she's not in my library?"
"Well, yes."
>"Good work, Daniel."

Erik moves past you and into his library and gets back to his business.

>"Errm... She's still in the house? Where, exactly? Just out of curiosity..."

One of the villagers asks.

What do you do?

"If you're married, go back to her before I smite you. If not, GO to church.". Wave your finger at him like he's silly. "Scram! She's a fancy lady who does fancy business."

>>21111215
"Yes she is. In the maid quarters. Aren't you married?

Don't come in for a while, I'm going to pay her a visit. I think a massage is just what these old bones need."

>>21111250
"Any married men, leave or I'll smite you. If not, then off to church. NOW."

You wag your finger at them like scolded children.

"Scram!"

>>21111254
You explore parts of the house you didn't even know existed and find the maid's quarters.

>"Oh, Daniel, to what do I owe this pleasure?"
She asks.
"These old bones need a massage."

She laughs and smiles.
>"Massages are for men with muscles, if you want my services, you only have to ask."

What do you do?

>>21111283
well apparently we need some sort of mental release. why the hell not.

>>21111283
Flex. Who needs muscles when you run on pure awesome? Ask her why she has a hate on for her brother.

>>21111283
"I miss muscles. Sure I'm stronger than I used to be, but there's something nice about having them.

Considering that most of what I've been doing since I got up out of the ground is killing people and complaining about things I suppose I may as well. Should I leave the armor on or not?"

>>21111319
i like this.

>>21111305
Because, her brother is demon we banished earlier, that's why not. Why should we trust her?

>>21111305
>"I'm not going anywhere near your mental blocks. I took a look in there earlier, and saw all the stuff you're holding back. Not a chance, my dear."

>>21111319
>"Ah, my brother thinks that the world should be his because he can conquer it. I think that we should integrate and slowly rise to power through business and trade. Much more mutually beneficial. And he's a bit of a prick."

You flex, nothing really happens, because flexing shows off muscles.

>"I'm not sure what I'm seeing here."

>>21111328
>"I miss being summoned into little villages and showing the some basic agriculture, and then being revered as a god. But, alas, times change. We are but dust to its whims. And like I said earlier, not a chance am I doing that. I've worked with soldiers and their PTSD, not a problem. But what's going on in there,"
She puts a red, slender finger on your forehead.
>"Ha! No. I like my sanity, thank you."

What do you do?

>>21111382
>>"I'm not going anywhere near your mental blocks. I took a look in there earlier, and saw all the stuff you're holding back. Not a chance, my dear."
see we're that messed up that we protect ourselves!

>>21111382
"Mental cocktease.". Huff in disappointment, but proceed back to business mode. "What did Erik summon you for? He may be lazy, but he's not stupid. What did he want?"

>>21111382
"I know, I'm utterly fucked in the head.

So you saying you aren't going to mess around in my head, does that interfere with the services you mentioned earlier?"

>>21111382
What kind of piss-poor demon can't handle the mind of one dead guy?
Erik clearly summoned from Hell's bargain bin.

>>21111428
"Fucking mental, demonic cocktease..."

>"If you had the tackle to tease, my dear, then perhaps."

"Why exactly did Erik summon you, he's lazy, but not stupid."

>"Why, information, of course. He wants the locations of these others that you're hunting like animals. And I must say, I was half tempted to give it to him. With the carnage you commit, you'll probably be a Duke in the Inferno when you finally leave this mortal coil. If you leave that great snake, of course."

>>21111450
>"What's going on in there, it's like a warzone between philosophical ideas, morality and amorality and a very, very warped form of ethics."

>>21111451
>"I'm the sister of an Arch-Demon, and lord of the east hells. If you were anyone else I'd flay you for that."

What do you do?

>>21111475
Oh lord, she's looking right into /tg/ itself.
We need to apologize at once.

>>21111502
Apologize for nothing.
Go head on. Into adventure, and limitless gains!
For as long as we never look back, we'll be looking someplace else.
And there's usually something we can pawn there.

>>21111475
"Your sense of humor is lacking, you lack a funny bone in you. Maybe I can help?". Make suggestive motions with our arm, as if fisting. Re enter serious mode. "I kill because I have to, I'm just misunderstood. Also, Hydra is the best god ever, no homo."

>>21111541
Come to think of it, do we even know Hydra's gender?
Does s/he actualy HAVE a gender?

>>21111475
"So, those locations. Given that you just closed the only avenue I have found for pleasure on me it seems like the only thing I have left is training the kids and murdering those fuckers. Seriously, not one little mindfuck?

You know, I used to be a tall, broad shouldered man, hundreds of pounds of pure muscle, I could just walk into a bar and be covered in barmaids.

Now I'm under a hundred pounds of bone, ladies scream when they see me, and I can't even contain my murderhobo instincts with wine and women."

>>21111475
"I'm sorry. sometimes the other voices take hold and say something or other not all of us mean to. I do not know whether tis be the influence of the Many-Headed God, trauma from my past life or some other magical malaise. But it does grant me uncanny perception and ingenuity. Which, as you have seen, are used to great effect."

"In any case, it is beneficial for your long-term goals that I eliminate the raving madmen who would destroy entire villages just because they pancakes didn't come out right. The world is better off without such chaotic influences. And, when the time comes, I will find my destiny too, perhaps."

"I wish to rid the world of their great influence, to let man re-assume it's own agency upon the world. The great age of heroes and villains will soon come to an end, and I will be the harbinger crow. The reaping scythe, the executioners' sword. I am become Death, Destroyer of Worlds."

"Where is my blade needed?"

>>21111502
"Yeah, being a professional killer, one that can't die, does that."

>"Oh indeed. When you get some therapy or memory suppressing drugs, we'll talk.

>>21111541
She give a light chuckle.
>"Another time, for now I don't have the time or exercises ready for that."

>"And I kill because I have to, I'm just misunderstood. Also, Hydra is the best god ever, no homo."

>"Oh I'm sure, oh yes, fuel that inner conflict going on in you. Justify the things that would make that Dolorum character shiver and revel with disgust. But it's not my place to judge..."

>"Ah, yes, Hydra.."
She says with disdain.
>"He interferes in mortal affairs more than us. Gods aren't meant to do that, but he's not really a god, though is he? No, Gods are embodiements of ideals, like hope or honour, Hydra and his ilk are very much more... Unlike the rest of the Pantheons, he actually exists on this earth."

>>21111578
>"For this pleasant conversation, I'll give you a name. Nomad, a sorcerer in the east, so I've heard. And I also heard he's been preparing for you, after hearing about this little crusade of yours. He's a little whelp, too young and too big headed. He thinks he can just take whatever he wants because he can make cows appear in thin air and give the finger to thermodynamics and the laws of conservation of mass. Be a dear and kill him for me."

She gives you a little book with details on Nomad.

What do you do?

>>21111658

Hydra is here?! Oh my God I have to meet him! We can swim in chasms and save misunderstood creatures and cuddle his heads and kill badguys...

>>21111720
Yeah, roughly 30 miles to the sea, and then down 40,000 feet.

>>21111658
Prepare to venture East, after making sure our apprentices are capable of handling things while we're off stomping mud holes in people.

>>21111658
"Great, now I have a stupid fucking kid trying to kill me and I'm going to go kill him right back.

Fun.

I'm going to oversee the training of the kids for a bit."

>>21111658
Does winking at people in general cause madness?

>>21111740
"I'll get right on that."

You leave Areal's room and out into the gardens, your light steps allow you to sneak up on your training apprentices.

>"I knew Master Daniel was badass, but binding a demon through an iron will? Without a sacrifice? That's hardcore."

Steve block's Gary's attack.

>"Don't forget about Kerm, he killed her Brother, singlehandedly, while on fire. That's why his armour's black."

Gary parries Steve and performs a perfect shield bash.

>"Damn I'm glad he's training us."
Steve kicks Gary in the face while he's talking.

>>21111779
Only on those who think about things too hard.

What do you do?

>>21111779
Ours is the face of madness.
Gaze upon our non-brows in despair.

>>21111779
Only in clarice. I support winking at Areal as we leave.

>>21111658
"While I appreciate your information and will be most likely be coming to you in the future, I work only for Erik."

>>21111796
Right here ladies.

>>21111796
Encourage Steve.
"Good call, honour will earn you nice words on your tombstone, but practicality will let you live to kill another bastard."

>>21111927
You compliment Steve on his practicality.
"In an honourable duel that'll be looked down upon. In battle it'll be written on your grave. What matters is winning, not how you died with dignity."

>"Thanks, sir."

Will you go east now?

>>21111952
Yes. Straight east for as long as possible.
And if there's any wall in our way, we go through it.

>>21111952
Not quite yet.

"Kids, don't end up like me. Even a demon thinks I'm fucked up in the head. You ever noticed how guard dogs are much closer to the wolves they protect people from than anything else? That's what I am, I'm closer to the stupid fucks who let power get to their head than I am to the normal person.

Learn to fight, learn to survive, learn to protect what you love, and pray that my teachings are never of use to you."

Teach them a bit more, lay down some dirty fighting for them.

>>21111927
"It's important that you know that in the battlefield not only swords met, but also ideals, emotions, vendettas and wills. Master your resolve, make the enemy doubt theirs. Keep your emotions in check, but let the enemy betray theirs and use them to your advantage. Play with what they hold dear, feint them, make them fall. Capitalize on the moment. Strike."

Rolled 64

>>21111952

Pray to Hydra.
"Hey Hydra! I heard you live on this plane. Is it okay if I visit you some day? I'm your biggest fan and I'd love to meet you!"

>>21111978
You give your little talk to them, but it falls on deaf ears. Kids these days, don't care about moral integrity, only on how man barmaids they can get and how many monsters they can kill.

>>21111977
You grab your things and begin the familiar travels that have accompanied you through your life.

You're walking down a long stretch of dirt road, fields on either side and not a single person tending to them.

After another hour you hear something coming up behind you.

You turn around and see a cart being pulled by a team of oxen.

They close up on you, the drive wears a large brimmed straw hat and chews a barely corn.

>"Evenin' son. What's a fancy man like you walking out at this time?"

>>21112020
Need 70 for communication.

What do you do?

>>21112040
"Heading east, I have an errand to run.

Mind if I hitch a ride on the back? I can take care of any trouble you may encounter with bandits and the like."

>>21112079
>"Well I'm heading east too, just came back from the market. And there's no need to defend me, the Lord Nomad protects these lands."

You climb up besides the man and travel at a faster pace than walking.

What do you do?

>>21112098
"The Lord Nomad, mind telling me more about him?"

>>21112040
Bandits! Mark my words.

Ask them the same thing. And then say you wouldn't mind beating up some bandits. Wink.

>>21112098
"Hello. Name's Dan. Pleasure to meet you. So, what are you transporting?"

Make small chat, you know.

>>21112110
This. We need some information, and if people here are calling him Lord, something's up

>>21112110
>"You ain't heard o' Nomad? Well, you really aren't from 'round here. He's a magic man who protects the people of these here lands. Any bandit or brigand is brought to him for trial and punishment. Don't know what happens to them afterwards, though."

>>21112126
>"Well Dan, I was selling my barely and malt harvest, for the brewers. My crop makes the best malt liquor in these lands, I dare say."

The rest of what follows from his never tiring mouth is a detailed description on the process of growing his plants, and harvesting them.

By the time he's finished you've arrived at his home.

It's a little cottage surrounded by fields, a few grazing animals wander about, eating grass.

>"Will you join me for dinner? Not often a man around these parts can host a knight for a night. Geddit? Knight for a night?"

What do you do?

>>21112161
Ooga booga booga!

>>21112161
"No thanks, I've got an awful lot of ground to cover and some people to meet. Take care of yourself."

>>21112177
No, don't reveal that we're undead, we want our presence to be a surprise to Nomad.

>>21112177
You slowly lift the visor on your helmet.

>"Well, that's one bad skin condition. I think the doc's got a cream for that."

You explain what you are.

>"I see... Well, I'm a god fearing man, so I'm afraid I must take back my offer. No offense meant, of course."

>>21112186
"Understandable. I've got more ground to cover."

You give him a little wave and thank for the lift, then you head off once more down the road.

During the night you come to a crossroad.

Straight, left, right. Which do you take?

>>21112210
Straight, why not.

Also, start thumbing through the book on Nomad we were given by Areal.

>>21112210
East. Even if that means going off the road.

>>21112210
>We didn't ask for directions.
Nice going guys. Might at well go straight, I guess.

>>21112221
No time to deviate from the road, you go one forward.

You take the little book out and read it.

>Notes on Nomad
>Classification: Sorcerer
>Age: 25
>Height:5'7
>Additional personal description
>Nomad's attempted to grow a mustache, failed. A rather baby faced man. Thinks very highly of himself, due to magic. Believes himself to be a living god. Heard about Sir Daniel's crusade against magicals, got paranoid, then let his ego get the better of him. Believes himself to be a match against our Dancing Knight, oh boy, he's going to be surprised. Taken local Lord's castle by force. Believes he's going philanthropic acts by "punishing" local law breakers. Irregular bowel movements.

Not much else apart from a little on his history, and that's not interesting either. Just a kid who discovered he was a sorcerer, decided to take the world, by force.

You see a town in the distance, and in the center a small castle.

What do you do?

>>21112269
Head to the town, that might be the lord's castle. Keep our visor down, people might have heard of the dancing knight and we don't want to tip Nomad off.

>>21112269
>"punishing" local law breakers
>the man didn't know what happens to the criminals
Let's find out what this all means. It might come in handy when we're beating Nomad's head in. Or it might not.

>>21112294
You put your visor down and walk into the town. Dawn will be in a few hours so no one's out and about, but you can hear a few laughs from the inn.

The castle in the center overlooks all of the town and lands around it. Heavy wrought iron gates guard the entrance.

A man as egotistical as Noman will probably be holding court in the morning, so the people can ask and beg of him.

What do you do?

>>21112311
Yes, I too am curious about it. Perhaps you could impersonate a guard, if they have full helmets.

>>21112269
Ironic death is calling. I vote we get him killed out of office.

>>21112341
How do you plan to do that?

>>21112398
Go to bar, collect information, or round up a posse from his captive subjects and let them do our dirty work. After all, what good have we done if we just murder the guy?

can someone post me a tl;dr since the second thread?

Also, I'm pretty sure that Erik's books are coded

>>21112341
A foolhardy plan. We'd have to deal with an enraged population then. Let there be no more death than necessary today.

Perhaps we should attend the proceedings, study the prey. Form out a plan tonight an go in for the kill tomorrow. Infiltrate his castle, await him somewhere inside. sneak stab and flee. Political turmoil would be sure to follow, naturally.

>>21112428
That would explain so much.

>>21112434
Why don't we see if he's wrongfully punished people, then turn the population against him?

>>21112423
They wouldn't be likely to turn on him. And, if they are truly loyal, then our element of surprise would be gone. Too much at risk.

Plus, if they were willing to go with the deal, I doubt it is within our meager economical mediums to achieve.

>>21112428
>Second thread
That may take a while.

>>21112423
You enter the bar. Naturally, all eyes turn on you. You pay no mind to them and sit down, and they return to their drinks.

"I'm looking for information on Nomad."
You exclaim to the general population of the bar.

>"I don't think you're gonna be welcome 'round here, boy."
The bartender says.

>"Ay, what do you plan to do with this, information?"
One of the patrons asks.

"What ever needs to be done."

There's a general nervousness in the air now. You can feel the tension rising.

>"Could you stop him? For good, I mean?"
>"Shut up you fool, Nomad's men will come for you."
>"No! I'm sick of living in fear of that bastard. If he can stop him, then more power to him!"

The little argument goes on for a while until they come to the agreement to answer your questions.

What do you do?

>>21112487
"What does he consider a criminal and what does he do with them?"

>>21112530
>"Anyone he don't like, wanna see what he does? Look in the sewers."

>>21112487

Do you know what Nolan does to the captured "criminals"?

What was Nolan like before he "became" a Lord? Was he a decent enough guy?

What magic does he use?

>>21112487
So I want to be put in contact with his chef and i will soon challenge him to open combat. If I defeat him, this settlement will become an autonomous collective who elects one person every other week to be a supreme executive ruler who's actions must be ratified by a super majority of all voters. There will be no royalty and magic will not get anyone anywhere politically

>>21112539
how many bodies are down there?
or has he altered the victims in some way?

>>21112487
Some of you, perhaps in irrational rage or underestimating his ruthlessness, must have raised arms against him. How did he fight?

>>21112539

He turns them into rats? Are they still sapient/sentient? Do you think it's reversible?

>>21112546
Nomad*
My finger slipped earlier.

>"I don't know what it's called, but's it's evil if I ever did see."

>>21112550
>"Sounds good, if you can pull it off."

>>21112552
>"Oh, I wish they were bodies. Atleast in death they'd get some release. What's down there is a foul mockery of life."

>>21112558
>"He just laughed, and then they were those, things, and herded down below."

>>21112573
>"Rats? Oh no my friend. Oh no."

What do you do?

>>21112586
We go into the sewers.

>>21112586
go to the local church, None shall be Purer when we descend into this madness

>>21112586
"What's down there? I'd like to know what I might be up against."

>>21112586
also, about his personal chef...

>>21112586
Transmutation magic? Hydra must be granting some resistance against that, with it's unnatural tone and all that. Still, a backstab would be a better approach maybe.

>>21112586

Maybe we should check out the sewers? They might just be phsyically changed, maybe we can talk to them.

Infact, "Are they still human inside? Do they still have empathy, emotions and all that jazz? Or has their minds been changed to a monstrosity as well?"

>>21112614
>"His chef? Dunno much, he's just a cook. Lives in the square like us."

>>21112591
You leave the inn and find a sewer hole. You lift the grating and drop down.

The sewers are lit by torches to burn excess gas build up.

You can't see what's so ba-

And then you do.

Things that were once men, now boneless slime creatures crawling across the walls, and floor, each of them hunting rats or eating human refuse.

You can hear a faint sobbing from all of them. What ever he did to them, he removed their mouths. They hunt by absorbing prey into them, as they have no mouths. The sobbing is just radiating from them.

One of them slithers over to you, and extends an appendage towards your sword. He wants you to kill him.

What do you do?

Rolled 49

>>21112644
Rolling to ask Hydra about these abominations and if there's anything we can do to save them.

If we still have that communication conch we could use that to ask Eric to do some research

Rolled 42

>>21112644
Gentlemen!
What manner of a Dancing Knight dances NOT?
By dance or not, such things are unnatural!
PERHAPS EVEN MORE THAN THE DANCE.
By Hydra, we'll fix whatever ails these!

DANCE.

Rolled 13

>>21112644
Talk to Hydra. I think that this place counts as his domain so he should come easily.

"Hydra, is there any way to bring these men peace aside from their death?"

Rolled 8

>>21112669
Dice gods, please put us through to Hydra.

>>21112644
tell me I'm not the only one who just imagined wearing one of them for double strength

also, I wish we had a way to collect their souls and bring the to Eric...

Rolled 95

>>21112644

"Do you understand me? Are you still human in there? I have a friend who may be able to change you back. Please, move to the left then to the right if you understand."

>"Hydra, what are these things? Can I change them back or do I have to... kill them?"

Rolled 21

>>21112683
The gods are in a foul mood today

Rolled 61

>>21112675
Dance, for the Guidance of Hydra. Would their transformations be dispelled if we fell the sorcerer?

Rolled 73

>>21112644
ask hydra for guidance
rolling 1 d100
also, put the poor thing out of his misery, and any other who aks/gestures

Rolled 73

>>21112669
>>21112675
>>21112681
>>21112683
This is worse than their condition!
We can do better than this!

Fortesque to Hydra, does he read us?

>>21112700
We've apparently taken Language: Abomination

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>>21112644
Grant them the release they seek.

>>21112729
That which has no mouth, yet must scream--
Can't really talk either, y'know.

Unless if we can decipher their intentions from wobbling.

>>21112669
You lift the conch.

"Erik, there's some pitiful things down here. They look like they were once human, but they're like giant slimes now. Can I do anything for them?"

>"There are ways, but would they be better than a quick end? Even if you did return them, they'd still remember their lives as what they are now. I'm afraid I don't have the mental strength to tell you what to do."

>>21112708
>>21112709
Seems he does.

You God's voice comes from the sewer waters.

>"Daniel, what ever these things are now, know they were once men. Decide for yourself if you'll try and reverse it by removing Nomad, or give them a swift end. If you do the latter, I shall take their souls as my charge and comfort them until they are ready to move to their own gods."

>>21112733
Boom, someone sees it.

If you do reverse it, most of them will probably kill themselves anyway. I know I would. Some will soldier on, broken, but alive.

What do you do?

>>21112747
A 95 says we can.

>>21112700
You connect on a mental level with the misunderstood things.

They scream for help. Endlessly wailing for it.

Rolled 13

>>21112751
Give them the relief of death.

Rolled 41

>>21112751
Can we dance them into blissful forgetfulness and out of their predicament?

>>21112765
Tell them we're going to kill Nomad

>>21112751
a montage of us grimly putting each of these oncemen out of their misery, then, with grim determination , we shall march to the court, with as much bluster and intimidation we can bring with us(try and scare him into making mistakes)
we will bring down the full force of our great terrible anger upon him.

>>21112751
We don't know how many of these things there are, or if we can even hurt them.
Let's move to slay Nomad first, and see if that frees them. If not, it will at least let us turn our full attention to granting them release.

>>21112751

Quick and clean.

Maybe a dance, they at least deserve that.

>>21112771
Not with that roll.

>>21112768
You give them the release of death, one by one they form lines waiting for it.

One by one you put your sword through their hearts, killing them painlessly.

Each one looks up and you as he passes from this world, each one gives a silent thank you.

They break apart upon death, dissolving back down into their primal elements.

The deed is done, each one of them is given the greatest mercy you can muster.

What do you do?

>>21112751
Kill them. Assure them they will have their vengeance through Sir Daniel, the Dancing Knight.

>>21112776
When we get to him, I have an idea for the speech.
>HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I'VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I'VE COME TO THIS PLACE.

Rolled 42

>>21112799
We are going to kill Nomad so fucking hard. BY THE FURY OF HYDRA

>>21112799
find his chef

>>21112751

Do they respond to this?
>>21112700

Also, I'd rather we try to help them become human first. If that doesn't work, we will kill them.

>>21112807
combine that with this
>>21112781
and we have gold

>>21112776
"Tomorrow, your enchantments will be broken. You will be free from this condition, and be able to see your friends and family again.

If you cannot wait till tomorrow and seek [grimly]release[/grimly] now, the meet me beyond that corner."

Rolled 17

>>21112799
Storm the castle in the middle of the night.

>>21112799
A moment of silence.
Then, we walk to the castle. Shit's on now.

Roll 1d100 for aura of hate and vengance.

Rolled 88

>>21112835
rolling

Rolled 8

>>21112835
He will become incontinent from fear.

Rolled 4

>>21112835
MY RIGHTEOUS FURY, IN THE NAME OF THE DICE GODS!

Rolled 66

>>21112835
BY HYDRAS FURY

Rolled 1

>>21112856
>>21112851
YOUR ANGER IS WEAK

Rolled 63

>>21112835
SHIT FUCK IT'S ON NOW!
>Skies of Arcadia OST-Hatred
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LMYG6mgKin0

>>21112751
Nomad must be made to blame for this travesty of life. Daniel is pissed. Swift death isn't good enough, but it will have to do for now. Let's practicality this fucker up, find a way into the castle to where Nomad holds court in the morning, and see if we can get the drop On him, literally or figuratively. Bonus points for him being so narcissistic he has a giant statue of himself we can kill him with.

Rolled 57

>>21112867
AS IS YOURS.

>>21112867
we already have 88, leave it at that
i vote we just include the 88

>>21112851
why do you think I keep trying to get us to find his chef first?

Rolled 90

>>21112867
YOURS IS THE WEAKEST

>>21112867

Well.

That's embarrassing.

Rolled 38

>>21112867
......are you fucking kidding me?

Rolled 77

>>21112882
I say go for gold.
We need black flames to be left in our wake.

Rolled 48

>>21112886
The Hydra is furious as well.

Rolled 16

>>21112886
>>21112906
We got a 90.

Rolled 97

>>21112886
YOUR ANGER IS STRONG. NOW SHOW ME YOUR HONOR

We should investigate a means by which to turn Nomad's own sorcery on himself.

Rolled 15

>>21112913
MOTHER OF GOD YOU ARE SO FUCKING ANGRY

>>21112912

>>21112913

You were saying?

File: 1350173360455.jpg-(44 KB, 320x353, calm down.jpg)

>>21112913
Whoa, let's not get crazy here.

>>21112913
Goodness look at that anger.

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>>21112913
BLOOD AND THUNDER!!
VICTORY AT SEA

>>21112913
>>21112886
You feel your hatred become manifest. You charred armour grows a shade darker and the lights dim.

Things are about to get Thermonuclear levels of rage now.

You leave the sewers and the horror behind, and go up to the streets.

There are people moving about in the streets, heads hung low and voices hushed.

You march to the castle like the specter of death.

The guards that try to stop you suddenly think twice about it and get out of your way.

You push open the main door that leads to the throne room.

You see Nomad, sitting on a great wooden throne enameled with gold.

He's eating grapes while judging more criminals in chains. One of them is a boy no older than 12.

He sees you.

>"Oi, what do you want? A blessing from the greatest god on earth?"

What do you do?

>>21112913
YOU ARE ONE ANGRY MOTHERFUCKER
THE DICE GODS CANNOT CONTAIN YOUR RAGE

>>21112952
okay, I got ignored, I'm just going to throw this out there, can the chef have poisoned him slightly into full incontinence to keep him distracted?

>>21112952
YOU HAVE CALLED UPON MY WRATH!!
TODAY IS THE DAY YOU DIE!!

>>21112952
Throw our sword into him and pin him on his throne.

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>>21112970
NO.

Rolled 14

>>21112952
Must the greatest insult that we can.

Rolled 15

>>21112952
Charge and Smite. This evil will not stand.

>>21112952
Say nothing. The the black fear of death seep into his bones.
Then, approach. Slowly. The leaden weight of the grave in our steps.
Wait for him to beg.

>>21112952
Scream incoherently. We are simply too angry for anything else

>>21112985
muster*

Rolled 44

>>21112952
SMITE
SMITE WITH HYDRAS FURY
SMITE WITH THE FURY OF EVERYTHING

>>21112992
*Let the
Fucking typos ruining my moments.

>>21112985
THIS IS NO TIME FOR INSULTS.
BANTER. TALKING.

DESTROY THAT THING ON THE THRONE.

>>21112952
rolling d20 to throw sword, split his head open like a ripe watermelon, then charge, regardless if it succeeds

Rolled 17

>>21112993
SO...FUCKING....ANGRY

>>21112970
He's a sorcerer, guy could magic his illness away.

>>21112973
>"Who is this guy? How'd he get in here? Guards?"

>>21112979
You throw your sword, but he ducks under it.

>"Whoa, bro, calm down a little. What's wrong?"

Roll 1d100 to see if you can focus enough to give a little quip about your rage, status, and who you are.

Rolled 4

>>21113016
ZAERGDSIXVNAZSNFCAWDSFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

Rolled 10

>>21113013
throwing shield

>>21113016
LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT MY HATE.

Rolled 71

>>21113021
WHERE IS YOUR ANGER?

Rolled 37

>>21113016
Rollan

If we kill this guy, what will happen to his soul? Can Hydra make sure this guy suffers for his sins?

Rolled 36

>>21113016
Today he dies.

>>21112952

Drown him.

"I don't care how scared you are. You don't force that life of endless torment on anyone."

Decompress.

Rolled 77

>>21113016
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN SO ANGRY
THAT YOU BEGAN DANCING

Rolled 68

>>21113031
THAT IS NOT ANGER. LET ME SHOW YOU ANGER

Rolled 8

>>21113031
YOURS IS MODERATE AT BEST. GET MADDER

Rolled 36

>>21113029
forgot dice

Rolled 97

>>21113016

Rolled 11

>>21113037
MOSH THE MOSH OF RAGE

Rolled 40

>>21113043
OH FUCK MY ANGER IS RIDICULOUSLY WEAK. DICE GODS, FEEL MY RAGE.

Rolled 19

>>21113047
Oh shit dude, calm down

>>21113047
97 is our number tonight.

Rolled 80

>>21113016
WE ARE GOING TO OUT-ANGER ANGRON IF IT TAKES ALL NIGHT.

>>21113047
The pain train has no breaks.

Rolled 55

>>21113016
I AM SIR DANIEL THE DANCING BONE KNIGHT OF HYDRA. I CAME TO AVENGE THE SOULS OF THE ABOMINATIONS YOU HAVE CREATED AND TO CLAIM YOUR MAGIC FOR MY MASTER. I AM DEATH INCARNATE AND YOUR TIME TO FACE MY GOD HAS COME.

Rolled 61

>>21113047
SPLIT YOUR LUNGS WITH BLOOD AND THUNDER

Rolled 6

>>21113069
WHEN YOU SEE THE WHALE

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Rolled 20

>>21113060

Rolled 28

>>21113036

Rolled 62

>>21113047
can our rage summon hydra's rage?

>>21113023
Your shield hits him in the shin, shattering it to dust.
>>21113037
>>21113031
>>21113047
"Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you. I've seen a lot of sick fucks. I've seen demons and monsters. But never, NEVER, have I seen a pathetic little child like you. And now I'm going to kill you like the dog you are."

>"Good luck bro, I'm like a god, I can't die."

"No, you might be a god, but you don't know what I am. I am the rage and fury of every single living thing. I am the grim specter of death. I will play my song, and you will dance my dance. And it is the dance of death."

Roll 1d100.

Rolled 20

>>21113076
MY FURY WILL NOT BE QUENCHED

>>21113016
while screaming our 97 insult/remark
grab nearest guard
and kill the nomad fucker with his own staff

Rolled 43

Scream with the many voices of gour god

Rolled 38

>>21113085
FOR JUSTICE
FOR HYDRA

Rolled 98

>>21113085
FFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

Rolled 56

>>21113098
OH FUUUUCCCKKKKK

Rolled 27

>>21113085

It's on now son.

Rolled 16

>>21113085
rollan for dat dancing. DANCE OF DEATH!

Rolled 16

>>21113098
OH SWEET JESUS MERCIFUL FUCK YOU'RE ANGRY

>>21112970
I was thinking more along the lines of having him introduce us covertly and sniping him from a rooftop, but after that sewer stint it could only end this way.

"You are no God, Nomad; you are just a silly little prick. Die."

Rolled 55

>>21113085
A god? I've dealt with those before.

>>21113098
man that kids toast.

Rolled 66

>>21113098


YES YES YES

>>21113098
So now we mosh the mosh of absolute rage.

Rolled 22

>>21113098
THIS GUYS FURY IS OFF THE FUCKIN CHARTS

Rolled 72

>>21113098

Oh God it's increasing.

Rolled 5

>>21113098
Dis_gon_be_gud.gif

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>>21113085
>>21113090
YOU WILL DROWN IN THE DEEPEST OCEANS
AS I DANCE THE DANCE OF THE TRENCH>>21113098

>>21113120
THERE ARE NO CHARTS.
HERE THERE BE MONSTERS, BITCHES.

Rolled 52

>>21113122
WHAT HAPPENS WHEN WE HIT 100?

>>21113098
This is not anger. This is something more than anger. Anger blinds. Anger holds uses us. This is something more. This makes us see. We use this. This is not anger. This is a cold fucking fury the likes of which this world has never before seen.

>>21113140
THIS IS RAGE

Rolled 58

>>21113135
We burst into flames and become ghost rider

>>21113085
Whip off helmet, blood-rending scream, then apeshit.
TEAR HIS EYES FROM HIS SKULL WITH OUR FINGERS.

Rolled 94

>>21113098
Hell hath no fury like a righteous man.

Rolled 30

>>21113173
I can see that. Good lord we're fucking pissed

>>21113135

Humanity 0

Sir Daniel might do something terrible.

>>21113140
We are the still, cold lake at the summit of a long-dead volcano.
We are the chill of death and the heat of hell, given form and purpose.
We are the grim fucking reaper, today, and the crop is ripe for the harvest.

Rolled 84

>>21113173
>>21113098
I think that's enough fury

>>21113173
OH GOODIE! more ninties!

>>21113098
You march towards him like a glacier, slow, but unstoppable.

Nomad tries to move, tries to run. But after meeting your eyes, he knows his time on this earth is up.

He begins to whimper and sob, and begs for mercy, saying he's sorry. No words can stop the flood of hate that's spewing out of you now.

You step closer and closer. The light in the world goes out a little, only to be replaced 10 fold with the fires of your rage.

You ascend the steps to the throne, passing by the bound prisoners. They avert their eyes, as to not bring the god of death down upon them.

Every atom in existence freezes from the heat sucking cold wrath burning in your soul.

You extend a bony hand out.

>"Please... No..."
"Is that what they said?"

You slowly push your hand through his guts, and up until you grab his rapidly beating heart.

"Find forgiveness in death, for there is none here."

You decompress him. The decompression, which is multiplied by your rage, sends bits of him scattered across the great hall.

There's a Rorschach blood blot on the chair, it resembles a skull, you thing.

What do you do?

Rolled 62

>>21113180
"might?" There is no doubt in the matter. Nomad will suffer more than all his victims combined. This will be an event that is told to scare children into behaving thousands of years from now.

>>21113193
Free the prisoners and loot his books.

Rolled 68

>>21113193
Scream our anger to the heavans. We've gotten 3 90s, they should hear us from gallowmere

Rolled 34

>>21113193
Pray to Hydra to see his soul suffers an eternity for his sins.
Kill his guards.
Release the prisoners.

Rolled 11

So much potential, wasted. You could have wrestled with the Gods of magic, drowned in the murky waters of the deep inly to come out stronger. Filled this world to the brim with life and pleasure, made this reality your bitch. But instead, what did you choose but to squander your talents in naught but the most predictable and sadistic way possible? You are no godling, you are but a mortal with shiny toys. You could have been so much, yet choose to be so little.

Goodbye, Nomad.

>>21113193


CALL ERIK.

TELL HIM TO CHANNEL HIS MAGIC THROUGH THAT FUCKING CONCH.

RESURRECT THE FUCKER.

KILL HIM AGAIN.