>>36984346
>>Yes, I need to know my people

>>36984346
>Yes, I need to know my people

>>36984405
>>36984413
So we got two yeses. I'll start writing right now.

>>36984346
>Yes, I need to know my people
Sure!

>>36984346
You're Alciadaea, a white mage and bastard of the king. Due to a devastating plague it looks like you're the closest and most rational heir to the throne. Therefore you began to make your way to the capital, picking up some friends on the way.

William, a necromancer and overall shy but nice guy; Solomon, an excitable elementalist girl dreaming of a castle made from ice somewhere in the mountains; your new pet lynx Karma and Desmond Clagan, one of the 'soon-to-be-your' lords of the kingdom, as well as his son Burton and a small escort of knights.

This now respectably sized caravan started their last two days of journey to the capital this morning. It's becoming early afternoon as you cross a village which seems to be in a festive mood. It's still a bit of distance to your next inn, the 'Floating Archmage'.

Spreading our your posts like this make it much easier to read.

>>36984346
Wonder if we like having those tits. Have we had a boyfriend or anything else?

You ask Greg for a stop. He nods and slows the wagon.
>"Do you know what's going on here? Why are the people celebrating?"
you ask Jean. She shrugs.
>"Not really, no. Must be kind of a local feast or something."
You decide to see for yourself. After getting out of the wagon, Solomon and Will right behind you, you're immediately greeted by someone who seems to be a villager.
>"Travelers, huh? We don't get many visitors usually. But you all may celebrate with us. It's St. Beric's eve."
You look at him with a question in your eyes. He seems to notice immediately.
>"Allow me to explain. Saint Beric is the patron saint of this town, Widereach. He was an old man who came to this village one day and brought food to our starving people. Everytime we lacked food, he would show up and help us out, with food as well as advice. After he did this for a long, long time, our town's priest decided that he has to be some kind of saint. And every year on this day, we celebrate in his honor."
You smile and nod.
>"What a beautiful reason for a feast."
He takes a few steps towards the town center, then turns around and waves you towards him.
>"Come one, come all. We got enough food, drink and entertainment for everyone."
You decide to follow him. Solomon, Will and Jean, as well as Burton, Desmond and two knights to keep him on his feet join in. The rest stays back at the caravan, to look after the horses and such, as George says. As you enter the town center, you're immediately overwhelmed by the lots of colourful decorations everywhere. Solomon immediately runs towards one of the tables, which has what seems like tons of food on it. Desmond follows her to take a seat, taking Burton and his knights with him. Will looks at you and asks
>"Well, Alcie, what do you want to do?"
That's a good question, actually. You haven't decided yet.
Where do you want to go?
>The table with food and your people
>The children's St. Beric puppet play
>One of the other tables with other people
>Other

>>36984550
>Other
Lets go and see with Burton and his Knights

>>36984437
Okay, I'll try. I'm somewhat new to doing all of this in written form. Thank you for your help.
>>36984446
You've always been too busy with magic and stuff to be really interested in boys (or girls).

>>36984556
>>36984550
>>36984550
This.
Lets see if we can get lucky

>>36984550
>The children's St. Beric puppet play

>>36984550
This quest is really hard to read. Use a normal format!

>>36984556
>>36984563
Burton and his knight it is. I'll start right now.

You decide to talk to Burton and possibly one or another knight, so you decide to approach their table.
Looking at the old lord and his son it seems like they are locked in a heated debate. It seems like it would be a good idea not to approach them right now. Therefore you sit down next to one of the knights. He hints a bow and says
>"I won't be more formal for your sake, Lady Alciadaea. If anyone realizes who you are you won't get a single quiet minute until we leave."

Then he grabs a large pitcher and pours himself some wine. Same for you. He also hands you a few fruits from somewhere on the table.
>"I noticed that you seemed to like fruit best. I hope these are good."

You nod and take a few bites. The fruits are sweet and juicy. Those seem to be the best fruits you've gotten for quite some while. Same goes with the wine, though both might be because of the things you're used to from traveling now.

Do you want to talk to the knight?
>If yes, specify a topic

>>36984677
No talks, okay. I'll just continue regularly.

>>36984854
>>36984677
Whoa, sorry.

Uh, can we ask about the season? What fruit is it? Who are his most distinguished nights at the table?

>>36984863
Sure. Coming right now.

>>36984908
Sorry about that, thought I posted. Been busy on-off 4chan for the last half an hour

>"Do you mind telling me a bit about you and the rest of your company?"
you ask the knight.
>"Sure. Simply call me Paul, for that is my name. Unless you're one of my brothers. For the two of them I tend to be something less... friendly. But I guess that's how brothers are."
You point at the other knight at the table who is wearing a different kind of armor.
>"Who is this? And is there a reason to his armor being different than yours?"
Paul nods and takes a deep breath.
>"Might be a somewhat longer story, but you seem interested enough. Well you see... he's not originally a knight of this kingdom."
Now you're definetely interested. Paul continues talking.
>"He once was the champion of another kingdom, but was banished for some reason. When lord Desmond suceeded his father, he came and asked to be let into his service. Since then, he is one of our knights. A very good one, I might add."
What? When Desmond suceeded his father? That seems like very long ago to you.
>"So he is like... lord Desmond's age? This seems... a bit off."
The old knight seems to have overheard your talk and turns to face you.
>"Gossiping about your elders again, Paul?"
he smirks. Paul answers with yet another smirk.
>"But yes, it's true. I'm five years older actually. Whatever is keeping me on my legs, it's doing its job well."
Now you're baffled. That's an impressive age.
>"Hey Alcie! Nice to see you here."
Burton and Desmond seem to have ended their discussion and now the former seems to have noticed the new company.
>"Hey Burton! How are you doing?"

What do you want to talk about with him?
>Write in.

>>36985006
Uh....how he's been doing recently, what deployments he's had, if our queenly conduct is going well?

>>36985386
Sure. Just a second.

>"Hey Burton... may I ask you something?"
He nods.
>"Sure. What is it about?"
You look down a bit in embarrasment.
>"You know... I don't even know what I'm supposed to do or how to behave as a queen."
Burton shrugs.
>"Well, that's a difficult question, actually. There are a lot of formalities which you may or may not insist on. But the few things I have seen seem good so far. Also you could get a counselor for this kind of things, I guess."
You smile at him really brightly and he blushes.
>"Thank you very, very much Burton. This is actually really helpful."
Burton slightly lowers his head.
>"I...um... no problem..."
A drunk villager stumbles near your table.
>"Look at these two lovebirds, everyone. Now kiss!"
he shouts. All eyes now are focused on the two of you.

What do you want to do?
>Do it
>Talk yourself out
>Ignore
>Other (write in)

>>36985597
>Other (write in)
Blush, stutter out an "O-okay" and pucker up for him, ready to take us

>>36985746
>>36985597
This

>>36985597
>Ignore

>>36985746
>>36985758
Alright. Coming up.

You can feel the blood rushing to your face. You must look like beets or possibly tomatoes right now. The only thing you manage to say is an
>"O-okay..."
You pucker up for what will happen now and wait. One heartbeat, two... after five, you look up, wondering why nothing seems to happen.
You see Burton, his face in a colour which must be similar to your own, shaking everywhere.
After realizing the moment has passed, he gets up shakily, mumbles something that might be an apology or something alike and storms away.

What do you want to do?
>"What was this about?" (who do you want to ask? Specify.)
>Go after him
>Do nothing
>Other (write in)

>>36985965
>"What was this about?" (who do you want to ask? Specify.)
Solomon

>>36986020
Only one vote? Okay. This'll work.

>"Solomon? What the heck was this about?"
Solomon rises from her chair and sits down next to you.
She seems to have trouble holding something back and when asks finally starts giggling like a little girl.
>"Alcie... heehee... he likes you... but he's really shy, like you... but worse. Isn't this cute? Come on princess, get up and go after your prince so you can have a romantic talk and kiss in some secluded place with the sun setting in the background."
You come to wonder how many times Solomon has spent her time reading fairytales and romance novels instead of studying.

What do you want to do?
>write in

>>36986303
Guess we'll go after him then

>>36986303
Go look around.

>>36986399
>>36986410
Looking for him? Sure.
Sorry for the delay, just went to get something to eat.

>"Well, if you say so, Solomon..."
She lifts you from your chair and puts you on your feet.
>"I sure do, princess. Now run and get him. Don't bother coming back before you kissed, got it?"
You simply nod and under the applause of Solomon and the drunk guy from before, you quickly get into the direction where Burton disappeared.
It's not hard to find him. He's sitting right outside the village, next to a field of wheat and appears lost in thought.

How do you want to approach him?
>Write in, also roll 1d20 for measuring success. The first three linked rolls count.

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>36986995
Guess we should just walk up? Not sure.

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>36986995
Approach as in physically or what to say?

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>36986995
Say hello and sit down, then try to find something to talk about.

>>36987064
>>36987086
How to come near him and what to say. So like... both.

>>36986995
Watch from the sidelines and make a small noise with a pebble to get his attention by tapping it with our foot

>>36987110
"I-I'm sorry, I'm not experienced in love or kissing, nor am I a noble lady of politics and marriage, I am not sure what to do... Did I do wrong?"

Thanks for the whole lot of replies. I'll try and make something from it.

You take a few steps towards him but still stay a few more away. You lightly kick some pebble to get his attention. He doesn't seem to notice or tries his best not to. So you try the more direct approach.
>"Hello Burton, do you mind if I sit here?"
After not really getting a response, you decide to simply sit down next to him.
>"-I'm sorry, I'm not experienced in love or kissing, nor am I a noble lady of politics and marriage, I am not sure what to do... Did I do wrong?"
He's simply staring into the air. Finally, he breaks the silence.
>"No... no, it wasn't your fault. It was mine. I don't know what I should have done, but I know what I did was wrong. I hope you can forgive me, milady."
Something's most definitely wrong. Why the sudden formality?

What do you want to say?
>write in

>>36987578
>write in
"In that case..." Lean into his shoulder "I order you to be wrong for a little bit longer"

>>36987578
>>36987592
This + Put hand on his

>>36987578
"What do you mean? you didn't do anything, and it's not like you were obligated to."

>>36987578
>"Forgive you for what? I agreed to kiss you, Burton."

>>36987663
Second

>>36987663
Third

>>36987663
Three votes? Looks like we got a plan.
Though >>36987592
is cute too.

>"What do you mean? You didn't do anything, and it's not like you were obligated to."
Burton lowers his head and mumbles
>"That's the problem. I didn't do anything. I should have said or done something. But by doing nothing I brought shame on you, milady. I can only say that I'm terribly sorry."
You lean into his shoulder and take his hand.
>"Stop the milady, please. Alcie is completely fine. And it's okay. I don't mind."
He looks into your eyes, his own looking somewhat watery but also surprised to to your head on his shoulder and your hand in his.
>Really? You don't mind?"

What will be your answer?
>Do something
>Say something
>Other
Whatever of the three you do, specify what.

>>36987848
Continue holding hands while watching the sunset.

>>36987905
>>36987848
This.
Press breasts into his shoulder.

>>36987848
>>36987905
Support.

>>36987953
I like it

>>36987905
Second

>>36987953
How does one do that while holding hands and sitting next to them?

>>36987905
>>36987953
>>36988006
>>36988009
Got it. Wait a second.

>>36988051
Lewdly

You look into the distance. The sun is actually setting. Solomon wasn't this far away from the truth, it seems. Solomon... what would she do in this situation?
After a second of thinking you know it and supress a malicious grin. You grab Burton's full arm with your free hand. Now you wonder if he can feel your breasts.
The colour of his face is a clear 'yes'.
>"What a beautiful sunset, isn't it?"
Burton needs a while to regain composure and answer.
>"What... oh... yes. The sunset. It's really beautiful. But... Alcie?"
You raise your head. Your eyes widen from surprise as his lips meet yours. But then you give in and close your eyes. The kiss is emotional and intensive, full of desire.
After your lips part, he says
>"I wanted to say 'prevent me from doing this', but it kind of took me over. I hope you don't hate me for this."

What now?
>Doing/Saying/Whatevering (write in)

>>36988246
>Kiss him back.

>>36988246
Return the kiss. Bring his hand to wander

>>36988246
>"Y-you too..."

>>36988270
>>36988278
More kisses. Alright.

>>36988246
Give him a peck on the lips, and go back to watching the sunset.

>>36988336
Second

>"I don't quite know how to say it..."
you start your sentence, then go for another kiss. This one is less impulsive and more sensual, but just as great.
>"...but I guess this describes it best."
Burton draws you towards him and hugs you tightly. As he finally loosens his grip a bit he takes a deep breath as if he was mustering all of his courage.
>"Alcie, I... you know... even though I only know you this short time and even though all the other circumstances and confusing things all around of us, I think there's one thing I am really certain about."
He pauses and takes another deep breath.
>Alcie, I love you. I honestly do."

Wow, that's quite a confession from someone we've only known for a day. How do you want to react?
>Write in

>>36988669
"I...I've got a lot of commitments.....I-I'm going to be queen....I'm not sure if we can do this..."

>>36988669
0.o

What a weirdo.

>>36988669
Don't say anything, maybe smile a little, and think about whether this is a good thing.

>>36988669
>"B-Burton...I like you but...we just met. T-this may have been a mistake...I'm sorry." Get up and leave.

>>36988716
>>36988812
Something along the lines of these.

>>36988716
>>36988812
>>36989100
Alright. Coming right away.

>"B-Burton... I really like you... honestly... but we... just met, you know?"
He nods and a single tear is flowing down his face; which he quickly wipes away so you don't see it.
>"I should have known... I'm sorry... but should you ever want this... to be reality... simply tell me. I'll be there. Always."
With these words he again embraces you as if he never wanted to let go.
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And with this romantic subplot unfolding, today's thread ends. The next one will be on tomorrow. I'll announce it on twitter as always.

>>36989585
Thanks for running.

>>36989585
Thanks for running.


Poor Will. At least he didn't see them kiss.

>>36989636
I didn't specify. Possibly he and Solomon sat on some roof with binoculars or something.