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Like most stories, it begins with darkness -

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- and death.

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James the Sailor has said little in these past days of wandering in the gloom and shadows, all that remains now of the treasures kept within the great vault of the Empire of the Dragon. Even as the last of our salted shreep, parting gift of the Forestmen, dwindled and vanished he has kept his thoughts to himself, plunging forward without pause as ever.

Calus the newcomer regards me, and my grim company, as a curiosity, and if there be fear beneath his gaze he shows nothing but detached interest, watching me as a child might watch a beetle crawling 'cross a leaf. He has attached himself to us, supping from his own meager rations until they were gone as well, but I fear that he may seek the sword.

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The black longsword. 'Twas I who pulled it from the stone in the dead womb of the Vault, even if he was the first to lay eyes upon it, and if Calus or anyone feels the urge of theft, they will not catch me unaware, for I find myself hesitant even to let it out of my grip for a moment. My own pitchfork is ensorcelled, bound to me, yet this new piece of my arsenal is compelling far beyond its right.

As we pick our way through the tunnels worked by masons dead a thousand years or more, James offers his hand, but I cannot bring myself to take it, so tight my grip upon sword and pitchfork.

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My shreep ambles blithely behind us, though she has begun flagging after a week without water or food. For all I have done, I hate to see her suffer, though if we cannot escape these cursed tunnels soon, desperation may force my hand, for more and more do I find myself regarding her haunches when we sit upon the ancient stone floor with howling stomachs.

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Behind us the orcs snarl and shove each other, more vicious in death than in life. Twice now have we halted our desperate egress to stop them from tearing each other to unusable pieces, for though I used the book of blasphemies to raise their corpses, I was granted only the most tremulous of control.

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And of Jenny, my hated rival, now a pitiful and bewildered thing under my stewardship, I find myself turning again and again to look upon as she stands motionless while we rest. What little mind she has left - is it hers, lost and stumbling in the darkness inside her corpse, or is it a spark of something else, the same dim demon-granted power that gifted me with the book of blasphemies?

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Encased in the blackened still air of this empty crypt for untold days, the witchlight forces our eyes to slits as my pitchfork illuminates the grand hall that rears up on both sides and far overhead. A line of ancient sigils of the Empire of the Dragon stand as mute guardians, judging us rightly as trespassers. Beyond them, a tapestry hangs limply, faded and crusted with mold.

A strange clattering noise draws my gaze to the gloom pressing upon the bounds of the witchlight, when suddenly -

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A rock-worm! Terror of the underworld, and no doubt drawn to the scent of dead flesh and live shreep, my nascent army is a banquet of plenty in the barren halls of this place!

Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you do, Apprentice! To roll, put dice+1d12 in the email field.
Equipment check:
One shreep (female, tame, rideable)
One skeleton helper (Bob)
One zombie harlot (Jenny)
Four armed and armored zombie orcs
One ensorcelled pitchfork (muck-encrusted)
One black longsword (faintly enchanted)
One book of blasphemies (bound in the skin of infants or something)
One fancy knife (supposedly forged by blind monks of Zaldimar)
One small pouch (empty)
One backpack (empty)
One twenty-gold coin

==============

Spells:
*Witchlight: Summon a glow to light your way in darkness

*Hand of Flame: Summon fire from your hand

*Unseeing: Turn one thing or person temporarily invisible

Magical Abilities:
*Second Sight: See invisible entrances (and possibly other things)

Does /toy/ know about this?

Rolled 8

>>33031327
If we kill this thing, maybe we can butcher it and not starve to death. Except with our luck, it'd probably turn out to be poisonous or something.
>send in the undead orcs as a distraction
>anyone that can fight, flank and ensnare
>everyone else, get to safety

>>33031419
Yes!

>>>/toy/4251979

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Rolled 1

>>33031525

With a tug of my mind, the rotting orcs bound to me charge forth, grunting and howling, and the limits of my crude army immediately become clear, for they drop the shield and the bow I have assigned them to charge the beast. Fortune smiles, for they still hold their sharpened weapons as they make to butcher the worm!

Roll a d12 and link to this post for what the orcs do, please! And roll another d12 for the rest of your crew as well!

Rolled 1, 1 = 2

>>33031784
Orcs: Tear it apart from the inside out!
Heroes: Find a more strategic position.

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>>33031784
>>33032090
>triple 1s
Jesus Christ.

Rolled 9, 5 = 14

>>33031784

Butcher it, but leave few good cuts of meat.

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>>33031784
>>33032090

The orcs leap into battle, and the rock-worm rears its maw, nearly scraping the hewn and vaulted ceiling, but the brutes cling to it like flies, tearing at its shell hungrily, even as one of them is chewed to bits!

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Finally one of them manages to pry loose a spiky piece of the monster's shell, drawing a roar that shakes the stone walls around me, but it is the last sound the creature will ever make, for the orcs set upon it and tear their fill from its steaming body!

A stray thought from my childhood springs to mind, prophetic, for that moment the great titan thrashes -

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- and in its death-throe its giant tail smashes through the wall where James had made to sneak upon it, and I can only watch as it rushes down at him!

Roll a d12 and link to this post, please!

Rolled 12

>>33032832

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>>33033060

Deafening is the boom as it collides against the ground, and I feel the caverns shift beneath my feet! A scream escapes my lips -

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"James!"

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"What, you didn't think that little thing would take care of me, did you? I thought you knew me better than that!"

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What will you do now, Apprentice?

>new player has arrived
Loving the shared species across all your games. Does this one breathe air?

Rolled 1

>>33033452
Check meat for poison.

>>33033502
>Does this one breathe air?

Not anymore!

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>>33033526

I search the dim corners of my learning, but nothing in the knowledge Adan taught me prepares me for this.

"Tastes all right to me," James extols as he saws off a hunk of the beast and tears at it. His words may be meant as a comfort, had I not seen him gleefully eat raw shreep meat, and now the still-hot flesh of this deep creature. At the periphery of my awareness, Jenny slips forward to join the orcish zombies in their spoil, and my stomach rumbles again.

What will you do, Apprentice? Have a bite, or keep your fast?

Rolled 4

>>33033676
Search dark tome for meat-curing spells (or meat-tainting spells that can be reversed).

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>>33033763

Dim may be the light, but I often feel that this book does its own work in obscuring the letters when it does not wish to be read, for the lines are blurred in the shadows and I can see nothing, when a shape moves to my side -

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"Where did you get that book?" Calus inquires as he waves a long metal object like a spear toward it. The tip of his device begins to glow with its own light, and he looks on, fascinated, perhaps more so than toward the black longsword!

What will you do, Apprentice?

Rolled 7

>>33034010
Offer Calus some monster meat; implore him to eat while we consider whether or not he is to be trusted with the knowledge of our source of power.

Rolled 10

>>33034010
'Tis but a book of helpful tricks for a group of adventurers such as us!

>Re-reanimate the chewed up orc zombie

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>>33034277

"I see," he nods, stowing the strange rod back in his eclectic pack of unfathomable tools. "You must forgive me. The many faces of magic fascinate me, for I often encounter their workings in my travel."

With that he drags a broken piece of masonry forth as a rough table, and it is my turn to watch with fascination as he takes a piece of the worm and produces flame from a small silver device - so easily does he make that with which the book hungrily takes its toll!

What now?

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>>33034460

Before the spirit can flee any further, I race to my feet and beg the book to return this fourth orc to my control, and I feel the weight of maliciousness descend upon me, as the screams of the innocent flit at the corners of my hearing...

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... but the body merely shifts weakly, and the head turns to gaze at me one final time before the last flickers of dim magic depart the shell.

I begin to close the book and turn, when a snort and a baaww of panic catch my notice!

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Drawn to the scent of food, my poor starving shreep has crept too close to the orcs, and one of them snaps at her and charges mindlessly!

Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you do, Apprentice!

Rolling

>>33034996
Not enough!

Rolled 3

>>33034708
Use the spell of unseeing to render our precious shreep invisible, and thus safe from the zombie's attentions while it eats.

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>>33035212

In desperation I fling a burst of my own painfully hoarded magic, but weakened by hunger, the spell goes awry, striking the orcish zombie instead!

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Rolled 5

My shreep bawws in terror as she flees from the unseen claws and teeth of the invisible orc!

Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you do, Apprentice!

Rolled 3

>>33031327
>Second Sight: See invisible entrances (and possibly other things)

>>33035356
>>33035379
I made it worse... the only solution is more magic! Use second sight to find the zombie, convince him to eat the giant dead worm instead. It's a zombie... he'll go after the easier meal.

Also... we better sit down... starvation is tiring.

(Even though this is starting off slowly, I have nothing to do for the next few days, so I plan on running a lot of Lego Quest. If this thread is still up tomorrow, I'll probably continue this during the daytime and into the nighttime. I love doing this so much)

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>>33035578
>3 again.

Why do I find this when I have to go to work?! I'll read it later I hope.

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>>33035578

My second sight is a boon, for it taxes me not at all, though it may prove a curse, for the orc sees me as well -

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Rolled 9

- and driven by rage and hate, charges its mistress!

Roll a d12 for whatever you do, Apprentice!

Rolled 1

>>33035741
I quit.

Everything I suggest makes it worse.

We'll try again tomorrow, I think. It's getting sorta late anyway.

>>33035741

Nothing a bit of fire can't fix.

We can always find a replacement.

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>>33035900

Rolled 6

>>33035967
Saving roll!

Rolled 4

>>33035938

Hmm.

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I shriek, or so the strain in my throat tells me, though I hear nothing but silence, so great is the pain as the orcish zombie snaps closed its terrible fangs.

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Rolled 10

"Get off her, vile thing! Confound it, where are you?"

Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever James does!

Become a lich!

Rolled 1

>>33036160
James kicks the Orc away.

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>>33036293

As my vision starts to slip away, so fades the enchantment upon the orc, but too late, for in its thrashings it latches its fanged maw to James's throat!

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"My blood spilled..." James remarks in a faraway voice.

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"You really shouldn't have done that, brute..."

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"I hate to overeat."

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"Now let's have a look at you," he says as he wipes a stray hint of the orc's foul blood from his youthful cheek.

Roll a d12 and link to this post, please!

Rolled 10

>>33036669
>.gif in Lego Quest
>I wonder what this is..
>HOLY SHIT

>>33036715
R-rolling..

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>>33036769

"James..." I whisper as he kneels low and cradles me. "I saw..."

"Hush," he chides.

Fuck yes LEGO Quest!

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"You saw nothing."

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"Back with us yet?"

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My eyes crack open painfully, and for a long dizzying moment I am still in the vault of the Empire of the Dragon, but then sunlight behind James dazzles my eyes and I must wrench them open again...

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"About time."

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"The other orcs turned on each other as soon as you fell asleep." James spares me the harshest of the truth, for well can I feel the bloody wrapping beneath my tunic. "Calus and I agreed it was best to put them down."

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"That was two days ago. When that worm threw its last tantrum it broke open a passage we'd not seen before. From there it was a short way out. Your shreep has been eating well, though I imagine you've kept your appetite."

The words send a growl of hunger across my wounded navel, though a slight dip in my shreep's stride plucks a sharp pain that lingers far longer than I would like!

"Ah, here we are," James laughs.

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"The end of the world."


What will you do, Apprentice? Make camp here and regain your strength, or continue on into the unknown?

>>33036928
(Fuck yeah, players! I don't know where everybody is, but I guess that's Thursday for you. I'm just so excited because I have a huge block of time with absolutely no reason not to run Lego Quest around the clock!)

I wonder why Jenny and Bob did not turn on us.

Continue our quest for power.

Equipment check!

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My wound sings out, but I smother it down, for I know that I will never best Adan, never take his tower for my own, if I succumb to the weaknesses of mortalhood.

And so we march, down toward the horizon, where the Great Southern Wastes spreads out endlessly before us.

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And so ends the sixth episode of Apprentice Quest!

I had a ton of fun with this, and I hope you all did too! Hopefully more players will show up tomorrow - if this thread is around, I'll just continue the game here, otherwise I'll make a new one.

If you're not following me on Twitter, I post a tweet whenever a new game starts: @EndmanOfFuturon

Most episodes are archived on suptg:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=lego%20quest

And the official Lego Quest wiki has all that plus a bunch of other junk:
http://legoquest.wikia.com/wiki/Lego_Quest_Wiki

>>33037757
>I wonder why Jenny and Bob did not turn on us.

Believe it or not, there is a reason. Maybe it will come up next game!

Thanks for the game, LQ. We enjoyed it, even though there weren't a lot of us tonight. Hopefully there'll be a lot more players on a Friday night.

>>33037840
I really like that shot.

This is fantastic. I missed it this time, but I'm looking forward to playing in the next one!

>>33040012
Same here.

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>>33031114
Thanks for making this treads OP, I love reading them, and I can't wait for next one!

>>33040012
>>33040063
>>33040591
I'm awake but not really. I might take a nap before we resume, because I'm pretty sure I only got four hours' sleep last night.

>>33040615
How many hours do you usually get?

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By the way, I meant to point this out last night but forgot

>>33033502
>Loving the shared species across all your games.

It's not just animals - sometimes technology from one setting shows up in a different game. For example, the flame-wand Calus used to cook his worm >>33034477

is the same kind of device carried by the guards in the Great City of the Southlands on the planet Troparctica.

>>33041246
>How many hours do you usually get?
Eight or nine, except on nights when I run Lego Quest.

>>33041986
Dang. Details like those are what make me badly want a Lego Quest game timeline.

Or the ultimate crossover quest.

Have you improved the nullipede's build, by the way? I remember you mentioning that posing and playing around with him is a pain.

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>>33042206
>Have you improved the nullipede's build, by the way? I remember you mentioning that posing and playing around with him is a pain.

It's not something that can really be improved without a total overhaul, but I'm limited by the pieces I have. As you can see from pic related, each section is held together by a single stud on a hinge stuck into a 1x2 Technic brick, which is a very fragile connection. I'm willing to put up with it, because it makes awesome shots when I get it just right.

>>33042318
Well if it works, then it works. I don't suppose you'd be willing to order more pieces just to fix a one-off encounter that you probably won't pull out for at least three quests, and you in particular won't have much other use for those jumper plates anyhow.

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>>33042378
I hate to take it apart, but it's hogging all my good sloped pieces!

We should be ready to start in about three hours, or whenever three players phone in, whichever comes first.

>>33042876
I'm excited! Let's get this shreep on the road.

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Reporting in.

>>33043548
Was this a real thing that someone found? It's not staged or anything?

Because man, did that guy choose wrong.

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>>33042876
>>33043046
>>33043548
Er, I should have said "whichever comes last". I want to try and take a quick nap now, but I should be ready soonish. Been laying here not sleeping and writing down ideas for future episodes. Pic related.

>>33043887
How much story info do you have backed up in there?

>>33044603
"Backed-up" is a good way to describe the storage process.

And I'm back up, so I can start whenever. Just gimme a little bit to take some pictures.

>>33046054
Forgot mah trip

>>33046054
>>33046068
Alright, go ahead. Us players just gotta prepare our torso pieces.

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>>33044603
But since you asked, I've got story seeds for the next two game settings after Apprentice Quest. I posted a teaser pic from one of them a few weeks ago.

>>33046307
>
Rayguns, OTcs, and an electric guitar. Looks promising.

>>33046307
I can't get over how dashing Spaceman looks in that armor with those straps holding that raygun.

>>33046307
Could this be the return of the return of Spaceman?

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>>33046307
10/10 would smuggle space-goods with.

>>33046520
>>33046991

What if I told you that's not Spaceman?

>>33047230
W-what? How can we possibly have another young red Futuron with skills?

>>33046307
Badass. Keep us updated.

>>33047266
You're right, there can only be one at a time.

>>33046307
Could this be the space setting but in a different time period? Like, a future of the future?
>That advanced Futuron armour
>Those bizarre burners
>That no doubt highly advanced guitar
>Those seemingly regular M-Tron in the background who are probably even more high tech in a way we can't even comprehend

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"It's certainly more pleasant here," James remarks as he risks his hand offering my shreep a clutch of grasses. "The scenery has much improved."

He laughs, but the rocky pass around us is nearly as bleak and barren as the stone grave we barely escaped, though curiously now and again we see signs of passage in the gray lifeless soil.

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This land is wild and unclaimed by any lord, and I had thought us far beyond the sight of any man, and yet the farther down the sloping rock we travel, the more hard-packed the dirt, until the weeds yield a path traveled by few, yet traveled still!

Before I can give voice to my musing, James's head whips to our fore, as the creak of wheels and the snort of a beast echoes from around a cliff!

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"Ho, friends," the driver calls as he bids his great beast to slow its plodding shuffle.

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"Fine skies, friends! I welcome your trade, for if you continue on, we will never again meet in this realm!"

What will you do, Apprentice?

>>33047567
>Observe moustached stranger
>Observe trusty knife
>Observe moustached stranger
>... Have we met before?

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>>33047586

"A Vidani? I have met with them, yes, though I was birthed in Skan. I am Bezos, and this foul thing is Yeg."

At this, the beast exhales a wash of mucous and drool that coats the ground ahead of it.

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"You seem hungry, friends. Will you not sit and eat with me, and tell me why you come to travel toward ruin?"

What now, Apprentice?

>>33047733
Acquiesce to his request; he may hold valuable goods, and better yet -- valuable information.

Speak to him of your weary journey, but give no details of its nature, or of your blasphemies.

>>33047733
Accept his offer, and ask about the supposed ruin we're heading for.

Rolled 12

>>33047733
We are... visiting these ruins to study them, dear fellow. But perhaps you know better than our books - do tell us tales of what lies in that direction, and how it came to be so.

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>>33047885
>>33047886
>>33047906

"A scholar," he smiles as he unfastens the boards at the back of his garishly-painted wagon. "Then you are no doubt familiar with the vaults of the Empire of the Dragon. They lie beyond the pass." As he says this, I catch his gaze upon the black longsword. "Perhaps you have visited them?"

"No matter," he continues. "The land beyond was forsaken when the Empire fell. That is why such things as Juliana were allowed to rise." At this, he glances toward me, expectantly, and smiles again. "Well that her name has not crossed your ears, for she was a fearsome witch who did rule the place beyond us. I thought well enough when I heard she had been slain at last, but those who had done the deed are even worse, and so the Wastes are emptying of all those who fear what they are wrighting."

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"An entire coven of witches, friend."

What now?

>>33048222
>>33048202
Ask about the demise of Juliana and who rules the area now.

>>33048202
>>33048222
>Laughing
What a delightfully colorful story, friend! I must ask you to tell us more! From what I'd read, it was simply ruined by an unnamed catastrophe. What luck to find someone most learned in these matters before even arriving at our destination!
>glance to see if bob's helmet is open or closed

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>>33048249
>>33048368
While Bob and Jenny cower behind my blissfully grazing shreep, I broach the subject of the witches with feigned disinterest...

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"Such matters are of interest? 'Ware, friend for dim paths lead to unseen peril."

"I know of the coven only that they are eleven in number..."

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"... and that they seek the downfall of the wizard Adan, who dwells in Tower-town."

"Now, will you come and eat with me?"


What now, Apprentice?

>>33048537
Eat the soup; ask how far we are from civilization.

>>33048537
Pretend to eat the soup, but spit it out when he's not looking. Don't know if we can trust this guy.

>>33048956
Or, you know, just wait for him to take a bite first.
No need to be rude.

>>33048863

Eat the soup, I trust this fellow for some reason.

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>>33048863
>>33048956
>>33048998
>>33049030

"From this place is a fortnight to Tower-town, where dwells the wizard Adan in his tower. Surely you have heard his name, for they say he is the greatest wizard in the world."

Indeed I have, and though the name burns and galls me as visions of Adan's cruelty and mockery rake across my soul, I keep quiet, and when James and Calus have supped along with Bezos, I take my own fill at last, relishing the first hot meal I have had since I left my home.

Tower-town. The name is strange to me - I had known the name, of course, but it seems distant, as it had never needed a proper label to me, for it is the only town I have ever known!

What will you do now, Apprentice?

>>33049090

Ask him about the road we are travelling on. Are we likely to encounter other merchants? Bandits? Beasts?

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>>33049119

"Strays, yes, for there are others who dwelt here, but no more. Of merchants you may find few, friend, once Yeg has moved on. Those who lived in squalor in the last days of the Dragon spawned their own ill lot, and some yet may still cling to their caves and rotting palaces, boasting of their ancestors. Others too, strange things not men nor beast, which they say have their own rule in the hidden corners of the Wastes."

"Will you have trade, young miss?" Bezos asks as he fastens the latch of his wagon's back.

What will you do, Apprentice?

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>>33048998
what if he's built up an immunity to... Certain poisons?

Rolled 11

>>33049337
Lets see your wares.

>>33049337
If you've seen our destination, what do you think our humble party might need for a short stay in the area?

>>33049390
>rolling before LQ tells you to

>>33049390

I'm for this. What is the significance of our fancy knife and ensorcelled pitchfork? At first blush, they seem the best things to trade (aside from our gold coin). Are they things we can afford to get rid of?

>>33049465
I don't suppose James saved the arms and armor of our... departed orc zombies.

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>>33049390
>>33049416

"Food, young miss, for the crops of the Wastes are foul and meager, and poison to the untrained eye. Even your shreep would not fare well left unattended."

Two saddlebags bulging with provisions he lays upon my shreep, but when I begin to mimic snippets of the bartering observed in the town market...

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"This is all I have..."

The coin I was given, so long ago, when Jenny was still alive and I still had a bed to my name.

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"Ah, you are very generous, young miss," he says, examining the coin before making it vanish into air.

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"But you have overpayed. This food will spoil afore I reach Tower-town, so it is no good to me." With that, he produces a ten-gold coin from somewhere and holds it forth!

What will you do, Apprentice?

>>33049746

Ask if he has anything else he'd trade us worth 10 gold. He's going to the city and will need money, we're headed out into the wastes.

>>33049809
Roll it.

Rolled 5

>>33049826
Bloop

Rolled 1

>>33049826

>>33049809

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>>33049844
>>33049880

"Alack, friend, for you would have little use of ironwares, and so heavy that you would need to purchase Yeg as well were you not to settle here!" Bezos laughs at his own wit and grunts as he hoists himself upward to the driver's seat.

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"Fare well, young miss, for the road you travel is treacherous."

>>33050048

Wait did we get the 10 gold coin?

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"Come, Yeg!"

With that, he spurs the great shackled beast and it strains the yoke 'cross its broad frame for a moment before the wagon begins to roll upward from whence we came.

What now, Apprentice?

>>33050074
>Wait did we get the 10 gold coin?
Yes.

>>33050102

Should we look for a place to camp? (ask companions what they think)

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>>33050145

"The sun will be down in a pair of hours," James agrees, once Bezos's wagon has disappeared out of sight.

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"And this place looks as flat as any."

What will you do, Apprentice? Make your camp here for the evening, or press on ahead until sundown?

>>33050145 is me, I've got to go for a bit, hopefully you'll be running more tonight or this weekend.

You know when I was 14 and went away to summer camp, I came back and my mom had donated all of my Legos to charity. I had a lot, two of these huge plastic crates full of them and a few smaller bins of them as well. When I was in elementary school I did a book report on Treasure Island, I made a replica of the entire island on my kitchen table out of Legos. When I found out my Mom had given them away I was pissed at the time, even though it'd been years since I played with them. Thinking back on it, I'm glad she gave them away. Some other kid deserved to sit for endless hours building cities, armies, castles, spaceships, anything you could think of. I hope the next person who got them gave them away too.

>>33050102
Journey on. Attempt to find a safe place for the night.

>>33050348

My last vote for a bit, let's make camp. Didn't we "push on" earlier?

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>>33050358
>When I was in elementary school I did a book report on Treasure Island, I made a replica of the entire island on my kitchen table out of Legos.

I did a report on Aztecs in grade school, and built a replica ziggurat that was minifig scale and brought it to school as part of the report.

Those are some heavy feels, friend. I'm glad you're OK with how things turned out.

>>33050348
Stay here for the night. Make eyes at Mr. pirate hat(I always forget his name)

>>33050372
>>33050382
One to one - the next vote calls it: march on until dark (and through the dark?), or make your camp here!

>>33050415
Oh, never mind. That's two votes for camping!

His name is James the Sailor.

>>33050358
You are a better man than I. A similar thing happened, but my methhead older sister sold them because she thought i wouldn't miss a bucket of them. I hated her for years afterwards.

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And thus it is that we see the sun down, and rest at last, not on the hard stone floors of the vaults, but under open sky and stars. Calus is learned in many things, and points at warriors and monsters the names of whom I recognize from Adan's musings.

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James is a fine singer, and entertains us with song and story from his days at sea. Calus knows many of the places, and has visited them, and the vastness of the world strikes me truly as I listen raptly. Behind me, my shreep drowses, durring lowly as she sways on her feet.

And for a moment that seems to spin out to eternity, we are a family.

Roll a d12 and link to this post, please.

Rolled 8

>>33050821
Rollan

Rolled 9

>>33050821
>givin james dat look

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>>33050869
>>33050890

As he sings a soft tune, half to himself, I find myself the bearer of confusing emotions, for he has stood by me, rescued me, tended me, all without want, and none before have ever shown me a shade of the kindness he gives...

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My heart lurches in my breast, and the words ready themselves to take flight from my lips, when suddenly-

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- we hear voices in the darkness past the firelight!

What will you do, Apprentice?

>>33051117
Everyone arm up and check it out.

>>33050751
Do shreep dream of durring humans?

Rolled 6

>>33051117
Sneak off, and attempt to find the source of the noises.
Rolling for sneakiness

>>33051117
Gear up and roll out!

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>>33051141

In an instant we are on our feet and armed, so great is our sense of danger in this far province, when the voices grow louder-

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Hill-folk!

You have only seen such once or twice, in the market of your hometown, but none so bedecked as this one, covered as he is in trinkets and scavenged bits of armor from the ancient Empire of the Dragon.

"I am Lothar, and these are my daughter-wives!" he bellows. "Who speaks for you?"

What will you do, Apprentice?

>>33051389
James is charismatic, right? He speaks!

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>>33051458

Steeling himself, James steps forth, saber down, to have words with the savage. The night breeze carries his scent to me, and it is worse than the shreep-pen in which I once toiled.

Roll a d12 and link to this post, please!

Rolled 7

>>33051592

Rolled 6

>>33051592
Rollin

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>>33051623

"Hmph! We will share your fire," Lothar says belligerently, as if expecting James to challenge him! Never have I seen or smelled such rudeness!

Their malformed babe squalls, and one of the girls begins to paw through our saddlebags!

What now, Apprentice?

Rolled 3

>>33051751
Keep our junk away from her! Screw 'em if they're offended.

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>>33051843

"Get away from there," I shout at the girl, and she looks at me with an expression as dull as my shreep's, as if my words are muddled to her!

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"You must give us food!" Lothar steps before me. "It is the custom!"

What will you do, Apprentice?

>>33052035
>>33051993

(Whoops, lost my trip)

>>33052035
Strike a intimidating pose, and stand your ground. Ask if he has info to trade for the food.

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>>33052201

I counter that in my province it is custom to bring a gift to one's host, and for this Lothar blusters but has no counter!

"Poor hospitality I expect from a strangelander," he mutters, before picking a louse from the creases of his matted beard and squeezing it thoughtfully. "Many are the tribe of this land, though sparse and unkind. Short men pass through on their restless pilgrimages, and such are treacherous and cowardly!" With the mention of these "short men" Lothar expectorates, though thankfully most of it is trapped by his expanse of hair, and I bid him continue.

"The Crow-People fancy themselves dragons, and some say a strange folk dwell in the great swamp, tended by the witch-queen there once lived, but of such matter I know none."

What now, Apprentice?

>>33052531
Thank him for the information, and reward him with food, but keep a wary eye out. Don't want to create enemies, but you also don't wish to reward assholes.

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>>33052608

His word kept, I give Lothar and his daughter-wives a handful of the strange Skan cuisine, which he grudgingly accepts as they shove themselves near the fire.

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"Such a land as the Wastes is too fraught for a girl and a thin boy as you," Lothar mumbles to James around a mouthful of food. "You should hire me."

What will you do now, Apprentice?

>>33052925
Eh, our party's already weird, why not? He's rude but he hasn't been aggressive or started a fight.

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>>33053030

"It is well," Lothar grunts as he takes one of the girls by the hand and leads her off into the dark beyond the fire. "I will see you in the day."

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"He's certainly a popular fellow," remarks James.

Anything else you want to do before you rest?

>>33053336
Awkwardly flirt with james. Then go to bed in shame.

>>33053336
Ask james about the shark head thing you saw him do.

>>33050751
I didn't think shreep would sleep standing up.

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The hour late, the full moon above, I venture a ribald joke to James, suggesting we find the rock upon which Lothar and his daughter-wife laid.

"Would I but for the smell," James grins.

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>>33053553

"I told you, you saw nothing," he says, abruptly turning, and the moment, if it was there at all, is lost. "Do as I say."

What now?

>>33051054
>>33053336
Jenny's face is bumming me out, man. I know she's an old enemy and stuff, but couldn't you fix her face a little or brush her hair or something, apprentice?

>Anything else you want to do before you rest?
Actually, wonder briefly if Lothar noticed Jenny and Bob. The travelling merchant missed our undead partymembers, but did the distrustful hillpeople do the same?

>>33053874
Apologize and rest for the night. Not much else we can do.

>>33053874

Yeah just go to sleep.

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"I told you, put it out of your mind."

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"Jenny?"

My hated rival, the one who spurned and scorned me, drove me from the crowds...

"You heard that, didn't you?"

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"Hold still..."

Roll a d12 and link to this post, please.

Rolled 10

>>33054272

Rolled 7

>>33054272
I mean, if nothing else, make her look less undead to the casual observer

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"Goodnight, Jenny."

>>33054423
Thanks for humouring my weird lego head misprint sympathy, LQ

>>33054503
CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT!

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Of our words last night James says nothing as we break camp, though my cheek burns without him even looking upon me, and my stomach roils with the heavy Skan food.

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"My daughter-wives will go on to the city," Lothar grunts as he picks from his nethers concealed 'neath his long scraggly beard. For a moment I know not where he speaks, before I realize he means my home town.

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And like that, the girls and their sad babe are gone, and we are on our path. Before long the last of the mountains fall away, and the road turns to mud, and we are confronted with the true size of the Great Southern Wastes.

"Watch tightly, strangelanders," Lothar bellows. "Foul things do accrue in this place."

Roll a d12 and link to this post, please!

Rolled 7

>>33055400

Rolled 10

>>33055400

>>33054837
>>33054860
>>33054876
>>33054516
Seeing the lights go out on sadface jenny would've killed me

Rolled 1

>>33055400

Rolled 12

>>33055400

>>33055668
We're ruined!
>>33055691
We're saved!

>>33055714
Damn it, disagreeing crits? Neither of them will count now.

>>33055791
At least the second countered the first.

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For hours we plod through the sticky morass, guided when the path disappears entirely by James's unerring direction and Lothar's crude trailcraft.

"At least it isn't raining," James says, and glances at me with a smirk. A response begins to form itself, when Lothar interrupts.

"So long as we see no-"

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"Short men!"

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"Eh?"

>>33055998
Shit, we just crossed paths with the Fellowship.

>>33056016
Oh, nevermind...

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"Short men! Kill them!" Lothar shouts as a man - taller than myself - raises a cruel-looking machine-bow.

"Keep your inbred dog on a leash," the man growls as he levels it at Lothar!

What will you do, Apprentice?

>>33056081
Throw diplomacy at them!

>>33056081
Restrain Lothar, talk to tall-man, ind out what the problem is between them.

>>33056081
Owning a slave? Not on my watch! Kill them all!

I just want the loot.

>>33056115
*find out

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Enough blood has been spilled without cause in these past few days, and so I step forth and plead him to beg off his aim, for the rowdy savage is mine to deal with.

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"Lothar speaks his mind, but not for us," I remind him, holding aloft my pitchfork in a token gesture of barring his way.

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"Well that you have manners, Tower-towner," the man grumbles, while his swarthy and hairy companions shuffle their feet. "And so I will tell you this. We will not stop here, for we dare not."

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"A slaughter of Crow-People stalks this corner of the Wastes. We have hidden from them our entire foray, but they are restless and searching for something. Beware, child."

What will you do now, Apprentice?

>>33056567
By what means are you hidden to them? And surely a group of... skilled men such as yourselves could defeat these crow-people with the equipment you carry?

>basically asking more about crow-people

>>33056567
Black Falcons?
Chima Ravens?
FABULAND CROWS??

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>>33056691

"Our ways are our own, girl. And one does not fight Crow-People. He runs."

At that, one of the Short Men leans up and mumbles something, drawing a nod.

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>>33056567
>Crow-people
Oh, now this should get interesting.

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"We will tarry here no longer. If you are clever, you will follow, and never tread the Wastes again."

I watch as one of the Short Men takes up the chain again, and seemingly without effort begins to drag the heavy box full of picks and chains forward through the mud!

>>33056914
Inquire Lothar about Crow-Men.

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Lothar fuming, I watch the Short Men make their way through the trackless swamp, dragging their excavation works, and think of the man's words.

From across the path James's gaze catches my eye, though what is behind it I can read not at all.

And I fear what lies ahead.

>>33057037
G'night LQ. Thanks for using your time to run, I love reading your stuff.

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Hoo boy, this was a marathon session. I could have gone longer, but this seemed like a good place to pause, and tomorrow's episode will have a lot of action in it, but we're 40 posts away from autosage and there's only room in the thread for another 24 images.

I hope everybody had fun, and I'll be around for a while if anyone wants to talk about stuff or see things or whatever.

Don't forget about the official Lego Quest wiki:

http://legoquest.wikia.com/wiki/Lego_Quest_Wiki

>>33057134
I was wondering where the shreep went.

So... daughter wives... is that what it sounds like?

>>33056864
>"Our ways are our own, girl. And one does not fight Crow-People. He runs."
Dang it, LQ, you always leave me with more questions than answers!

And what is with this parade of mysterious people with piles of loot leaving the area we're heading into?

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>>33057339
>So... daughter wives... is that what it sounds like?
You saw the baby. That's some After the Brick ugly.

>>33057452
I guess you'll have to come back tomorrow and find out!

In other news, Bezos's animal companion makes its second in-game appearance tonight. The hipposauroid was first seen on Troparctica, milling around near the warrior-woman's spaceship.

>>33057134
Good show. I hope you had time to eat, because fuck, that was eight hours of glorious Lego Quest.

How do you organize game builds, structures and minifigs? Are all of your PC figs in one bag, or is, say, the Apprentice mixed in with Apprentice Quest minifigs? Perhaps they are just divided into their main categories (Castle, Space, etc).

>>33057553
I put together a bunch of minifigs, props, and other stuff that I think might fit into the game somewhere, even though I usually end up not using some of it. As for organization, I have all my minifig legs in one bag, torsos, arms, and hands in another, regular smiley heads in one bag, non-standard heads in another, and all the Apprentice Quest stuff in its own bag.

The downside to running this is the time it takes to part everything back out after the game is all over. Cleaning up after Assassin Quest terminated ha took about four hours.

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>>33057529
Gotta love that hippo.

Many mysteries this time. I'm curious to see where we'll go from hear.

Is the apprentice still wounded?

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>>33049030
>I trust this fellow for some reason
He's got a trustworthy face.

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>>33058818
>that spoiler
His friendliness towards scholars as well as his extensive adventuring knowledge suddenly makes sense.

Bumping for latecomers.


Damn it, Lego Quest Guy. You're making me want to buy Lego again just like during Spaceman's story. I have no use at all for it buy I bought an old castle back then that I always wanted as a kid.

I feel bad for asking about the shark head thing.

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>>33061014
>I have no use for it at all
Give it a shot; maybe you have latent artistic skill that only Lego can unlock. The recently released Mixels are $5 packs of instant creativity. You could get one or two, build it, take it apart, and go crazy with your imagination.

Join us, anon.
>>>/toy/4253203

>>33061554
>those names
Is lego functionally retarded? Even no names would be better than those names.

>>33061669
I think they're clever silly names -- I mean, what other kind of name will you give these cute little shits?

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>>33058818
Funny enough, the first time I used a Johnny Thunder head, a player mentioned it but I had never even heard of him before, despite having two complete minifigs of him.

Muh dark ages.

>>33063009
Well, at least now you're relatively up-to-date on Lego set lore and characters (the more well known ones, at least).

>>33063009
James! Stop biting Johnny!

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>>33063182
That's not James, that's some other dude.

Is it at all possible that the world of the Apprentice is an undeveloped backwater world in the Legoquest Space Setting? I might be reading too much into shared things like shreep, the nullipede and Zaldimar that are just intended as easter eggs or a way to reuse cool models, but I don't think it's too outrageous. We've already seen a whole bunch of worlds in the space setting that the rest of the universe seems to have forgotten about, which exist in a medieval or tribal state.

The obvious thing that would mark them as different universes is the magic, but there's some pretty whacky stuff in the space setting anyway: psychic powers and that one guy undead emperor in an Endman quest who had extended his life with 'dark sorceries.' The line between 'magic' and 'sci-fi space powers' could be a pretty thin one. Calus' high tech could be salvaged from a bunch of stuff left by a space faring faction on the Apprentices' world.

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>>33063548
Maybe. Some settings are definitely connected.

In other news, I organized a timeline before I fell asleep yesterday, so I should have that up pretty soon. This thread's about dead, but if it's still on the board when I make a new one I'll link it from here.

>Never-before-seen shot of SX3 shooting her mom in the face that I took but then scrapped because the players wanted to talk instead

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And here it is. Dunno if the player who asked for it is still around, but it was a good idea!

>>33064978
Asker anon here. It looks pretty good! It's missing The Return of Spaceman though, is that due to its unresolved nature?

>>33064346
Fantastic effects work. Surprised to learn that you've taken pictures for both sides of a choice, though.

>>33064978
>>33065181
Also just realized that Antipolus and Stratothes gained plot armor due to being referenced by Endman as still viable for allying in Return of Spaceman. Any future Endman's Adventure won't have anything too drastic occuring.

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>>33065181
Yes.

It's also missing some other canon events that haven't been dated yet.

>>33065234
What happened was, I asked "yes/no", one player said "yes", so I went to take the picture, but when I came back, the majority answer had changed to "no", so I reshot the pic.

>>33065318
Or they're just heads stuck to sloped bricks now.

>>33065427
>It's also ...
Right, of course. I just noticed the other one right away because of its supposed position on the line.

> the majority answer had changed to "no", so I reshot the pic.
Oh, that makes sense and is more in line with the way you do things. It looks like you were already finished with editing before you saw the vote though.

>Or they're just heads stuck to sloped bricks now.
...
Still -technically- alive...

>there's so much discussion going on between LQ and all three of my posts

>>33064978
Wait a minute... Didn't Spaceman encounter Yoren during Spruesworth? After Assassin Quest?

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>>33067585
>Wait a minute... Didn't Spaceman encounter Yoren during Spruesworth? After Assassin Quest?
Nope, they never met.

http://legoquest.wikia.com/wiki/Yoren_of_Futuron

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>>33067793
>Due to his death, you will never witness the series of events that would have resulted in Yoren replacing his red trouser leg with a black trouser leg

>>33067793
The Classic Space helmet confuses me in the realm of Lego Quest. We first encountered Yoren in Assassin Quest wearing it, but the flashback showed him in the modern helmet.

I thought the old helmet was new and standard-issue during his time, what gives?

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>>33067992
Classic helmets aren't vacuum-worthy. They're just for head protection. The figures on the ancient tapestry were wearing visor helmets, and that was a long time before Yoren was born.

Jadar also wears a helmet with a visor during his flashback.