>>41936406

You kind of get it why you haven’t been getting much out of your wells. You just had no idea what you were doing. But now you can feel it all, the raw power of the earth inside you. It’s too much for you right now, but for the time being, that’s okay. You can leave it where it rests, beneath the ground, in the air, in the trees, in the waves.

>Check the character sheet landmaster sections.

“You see it now,” says Roger, somewhere below you.

You’ve only spent a days with the guy, but you’ve learned a hell of a lot about yourself. About... everything. Your connections to your land nodes have never been as clear as they are now.

You come back to yourself, sitting all meditative atop a huge rock, gently sheltered by the shade of trees.

Roger’s at the bottom of the rock facing you, sitting with crossed legs. The Starspawn’s expression is still, his tentacles unmoving as he watches you.

You’re tired. And you can tell he’s tired, too. He’s coached you through a lot, and messing around with the elemental forces that bind the universe together is no easy job. And maybe you’re not the best student. He’s had to explain and demonstrate over and over again how to turn a landwell a hundred miles away into power you can use right here, wherever here is.

>Finally.
>Guess lesson’s over with today.
>You’re a crappy teacher.
>No way I don’t forget half of this stuff by tomorrow.
>That was both easier and harder than I thought it’d be.
>Thanks. Seriously. You ever need money and drugs, text me.
>So... when’s lesson two?
>Other (?)

>>41936411
>>Thanks. Seriously. You ever need money and drugs, text me.

>>41936411
>That was both easier and harder than I thought it’d be.
>Thanks. Seriously. You ever need money and drugs, text me.
>So... when’s lesson two?

Two transferable boons. Nice. C'mere, Reeber!

>>41936411
>Finally.
>Thanks. Seriously. You ever need money and drugs, text me.

>>41936406
Fuck yeah, Hellborn Quest. And early enough for me to join it, if only for couple hours. Welcome back, mate.

>>41936411
>That was both easier and harder than I thought it’d be.
>Thanks. Seriously. You ever need money and drugs, text me.

>>41936411
>That was both easier and harder than I thought it’d be.
>Thanks. Seriously. You ever need money and drugs, text me.

>>41936411
>>That was both easier and harder than I thought it’d be.
>So... when’s lesson two?

>>41936411
>That was both easier and harder than I thought it would be.
>No way I don't forget half of this stuff by tomorrow.

>>41936411
Hell yeah, two free transferable boons

>>41936643
Bringing us to the question of who get's the second one?
Little master Wolf? Or should we hold onto it 'till some need arises?

>>41936411
>Thanks. Seriously. You ever need money and drugs, text me.
>So... when’s lesson two?

>>41936686
I think we owe them to our Indian buddy, Reeber, and Moriah, in that order.

>>41936475
Harvey!

>>41936411
>>Thanks. Seriously. You ever need money and drugs, text me.

>>41936772
>>41936686
Way to forget best bro.

He did a fucking magical chainmail for us.

>>41936686
Harvey called dibs.

>>41936772
I wonder whether giving Moriah a boon would make her death magic more manageable, or cause it to spiral out of control.

>>41936829 Is right. Harvey earned himself a boon by giving us the mail that has saved our ass already.

>>41936829
>>41936838
Dude, we have three transferable ones, of whom one is held by sis. Number two is dedicated to Harvey, number three is in question.

>>41936838
Not only did he call dibs, we also cut a deal to give him one if and when he asks elf chick out. Which means we had better fucking have one for him when he asks elf chick out.

The order: Vak, Moriah, Xan, Harvey, Reeber, Mom, and then Isaac because he needs it least.

>>41936867
See >>41936772
We owe "them". No mention of Harvey.

>>41936883
Any order that doesn't have Harvey first is unacceptable.

>>41936883
Harvey, Vik, Reeber, Mor, Xan. And then Rowan again just to see what happens.

>>41936978
This anon is correct.

>>41937005
I kind of want to toss a Cass in there so she'll (hopefully) live longer.

>Not giving it to Ranthix.

>>41937039
Seconding that. Probably in between Mori and Xan

>>41937062
NO. He has to stay stoppable somehow.

So what about Wolfgang, guys? Shouldn't we bring something back for him as well?

>>41936978
>...Vik, Reeber,...
Your're forgetting our roots, man. Forgetting who helped us survive instead of ripping out our throat like he was ordered to be enemies of the true imperiate.

Also, What about Wolf? Shouldn't love count for something in this wicked world of ours?

You roll your head around, loosening up your neck. An hour spent sitting on a rock in total peace of thought and mind is uncomfortable as hell. “That was easier and harder than I thought it’d be,” you say, getting your feet under you. You slide down the side of the rock, your toes and claws scraping along the surface to slow your descent.

Roger gets up himself, grunting heavily as stands. “Like I said. Once you think about it in the right way, it opens up,” he says, his Cthulhu tentacles moving just slightly with his words.

You walk over and offer him a hand, forcing the sharpness of your claws to subside a moment so you can get in a good handshake. “Thanks man,” you say.

You shake hands, his wider, six-fingered hand almost enclosing yours. His expression and tone are serious. “Don’t mention it,” he tells you, releasing your hand. “This is between us.”

“And us!” shouts Wyatt.

You look over at the guy, who’s since moved to be sitting up on one of the higher branches of a tree. Ro sits on a branch higher up, ankles crossed. She waves.

You wave back, because hey, tree angel. “Your friend’s got good ears,” you say, narrowing your eyes at the distant Wyatt.

Roger scowls. “He can use corpemancy for almost anything,” he says.

That’s something to keep in mind. And now you feel vaguely paranoid. “Uh. If you ever need drugs and money, shoot me a text,” you say, changing the subject. “I’ll hook you up.”

He gives you a flat look. “I hope you’re joking.”

You shrug. “Just saying.”

And then Reeber comes up from the direction of the lake, soaked to the bone, a still-wriggling fish clasped in his massive jaws.

You greet the hellhound with a friendly head rub. “Somebody’s got some food for the road, huh?”

>>41937134
How about a ball cap?

Or a hot demon mak out session.

>>41937188

While you’re messing around with Reebs, Roger shouts over to his friends. “You ready to head out?”

You see a flash of movement, something massive through the trees. Something that you hadn’t noticed because it’d been almost still. But a second later, Xan, Mori, and Vikrama come up out of the gulley into sight, followed shortly behind by Nemo, who’s hastily pulling on his shirt. “Man. You’re done already?” he shouts back.

“We’ve been here for five hours,” Wyatt yells down at him.

“Don’t be sad, Nemo. This isn’t goodbye forever,” says Vikrama, laughing back at Nemo.

“You never know,” says Nemo, glancing side to side shiftily.

“Someone could die,” Moriah adds, agreeing.

>That’s true. But who?
>Enough death talk. If anybody dies, we all die. I promise.
>Ro, get your angel butt out of that tree and quit goofing around with that muscle wizard.
>Back to the car! Road trips don’t wait for anyone.
>So Roger, where’s the next well you want to meet us?
>Wait. Nemo, did you just go full dragon for those chumps? What the hell, man?
>Other (?)

>>41937204
>>Ro, get your angel butt out of that tree and quit goofing around with that muscle wizard.
>Wait. Nemo, did you just go full dragon for those chumps? What the hell, man?

>>41937204
>That’s true. But who?
>Ro, get your angel butt out of that tree and quit goofing around with that muscle wizard.
>Back to the car! Road trips don’t wait for anyone.

>>41937204
>Enough death talk. If anybody dies, we all die. I promise.
>Ro, get your angel butt out of that tree and quit goofing around with that muscle wizard.
Also, slap in as many dirty jokes and innuendos about angels and wizards/laughing girls and bare dragons as Sierra can think of.

>>41937204
>Wait. Nemo, did you just go full dragon for those chumps? What the hell, man?

>>41937188
>“Uh. If you ever need drugs and money, shoot me a text,” you say, changing the subject. “I’ll hook you up.”
That is literally what her profession was at the start of the quest, after all.

>>41937204
>Enough death talk. If anybody dies, we all die. I promise.
I hope Ro hooks up with Wyatt.

>>41937204
>>Ro, get your angel butt out of that tree and quit goofing around with that muscle wizard.
>Wait. Nemo, did you just go full dragon for those chumps? What the hell, man?

>>41937204
>>Ro, get your angel butt out of that tree and quit goofing around with that muscle wizard.
>Wait. Nemo, did you just go full dragon for those chumps? What the hell, man?

>>41937204
>>Ro, get your angel butt out of that tree and quit goofing around with that muscle wizard.
>>Wait. Nemo, did you just go full dragon for those chumps? What the hell, man?
There will be retribution for this!

>>41937204
>So Roger, where’s the next well you want to meet us?
>Ro, get your hooper butt out of that tree and quit goofing around with that muscle wizard.
>Wait. Nemo, did you just go full dragon for those chumps? What the hell, man?

>>41937204
>Ro, get your angel butt out of that tree and quit goofing around with that muscle wizard.
>So Roger, where’s the next well you want to meet us?
>Wait. Nemo, did you just go full dragon for those chumps? What the hell, man?

>>41937244
This.

You walk over glower up the tree at Wyatt and Rowan.

“Heyo,” says Rowan, holding back a laugh.

“Yeah. Heyo,” Wyatt says, sniggering at you.

“Ro, get your angel butt out of that tree and quit goofing around with that muscle wizard,” you say, pointing accusingly at her.

She slips off the branch, swinging out her wings and gliding gently to the ground by your side. “Happy?” she asks, smiling.

“Yeah. It’s a freaking Christmas miracle,” you joke. “Ready to go?”

“Just about,” says Ro, looking back up into the tree and wiggling her fingers at Wyatt.

He returns the gesture.

You and her go over and meet up with the others, Reeber trotting at your side with his fresh fish.

“Have you learned much?” asks Xan.

“I guess,” you say.

“Roger’s pretty good with this kind of thing,” says Nemo, hopping along as he slips on one of his sandles.

He missed some of his shirt buttons, and his belt’s not synched up. Looks like he got dressed fast. And that plus whatever it was you saw out in the woods means only one conclusion. “Dude. Nemo. Did you just go full dragon for those chumps?”

“The only chump here is you,” Moriah says, staring at you expressionlessly.

Ro nudges you in the shoulder. “Oooh,” she says.

“Mori, what are you doing?” you ask.

“She is delivering sick burns,” Xan informs you.

“You’re all such geeks,” you say, scoffing at them.

“They asked nice, and there was nothing better to do,” Nemo says.

“It’s true,” Vikrama says.

You make a frustrated noise. “You owed me first, and now you’re just dragon whoring yourself out to anybody who asks nice!”

Nemo is confused. “What?”

“Whatever. I don’t want to hear it. I’m pissed,” you say. “We’re leaving.”

You all take a moment to say goodbyes and thanks to Roger’s group before hiking back up. Roger’s friends go in another direction with the Starspawn, probably to his landwell, wherever it is.

>>41937947

It seems like it takes a lot longer to get back to the car than it did to get down, but at least there’s a timely bout of wispy clouds to break the back of the sun’s assault on the back your neck.

After some confusion about who’s driving, you kick Reeber out from behind the wheel and Xan takes his place.

“Is this a good idea?” asks Vikrama, looking worriedly at the demon in the driver’s seat.

In answer, Xanissil pulls out her wallet, thumbs out a plastic card, and presses it into Vikrama’s face. “What are you doing?!” she shotus, recoiling and trying to grab her hand.

Rowan and you just watch in amused silence.

Xanissil doesn’t make it easy for Vik. But eventually she manages to get a look at the card.

“Xan’s a licensed driver,” Moriah explains from the back seat. And sure enough the card in Vik’s face is a California driver’s license bearing Xan’s mug on the front.

“No. I received perfect marks on all examinations,” Xan says, aura overflowing with arrogance. “I am a perfect driver.” With self-assured grace, she adjusts the mirrors, puts the car into reverse, swerves backward into the parking lot, and guns the engine. You shoot off with just a hint of squealing tires.

You and Rowan grip the above-door handles. “Let’s ride!” Ro says.

It’s a minute before you’re back on the main road, driving back to the highway. Might not take too long with Xan’s aggressive driving style.

>Talk about stuff
>>Landwell boons (?)
>>Dudes (?)
>Tell Xan to take it down a notch.
>Sit tight and enjoy the ride.
>Other (?)

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>>41937983
>Talk about stuff
>>Landwell boons (?)
Save one for Harvey and ask Moriah if she wants a boon.

>Sit tight and enjoy the ride.

>>41937983
>Talk about stuff
>>Dudes (?)
Ro looked like she was enjoying herself with muscle wizard.

>Sit tight and enjoy the ride.

>>41937983
>Sit tight and enjoy the ride

Let's hold off on the boons for now.

>>41937983
>Talk about stuff
>>Dudes (?)

Tease Ro and Vik about the time they spent with Wyatt and Nemo.

>>Landwell boons (?)

Reeber gets a boon, we can do something with the other one, but Reeber is the highest boon priority.

>Sit tight and enjoy the ride.

>>41937983
>Landwell boons (?)
Reeber and Harvey

>>41938085
No Harvey is, even if we got bs bone wings

>>41937983
>Talk about stuff
>>Landwell boons (?)
"Harvey already called one who wants the other?"
>>Dudes (?)
Vic/Nemo and Ro/Wyatt teasing.

>>41937983
>>Landwell boons (?)
We already told Vik she could have one. I'd rather not be a cunt about it.
We promised the other one to Harvey too so there's that.
I'm not sure why this is even a vote. "Do you want to renege on past deals?" votes are always the worst.

>Sit tight and enjoy the ride.

>>41937983
>Talk about stuff
>Landwell boons (Harvey and make Mori rock paper scissors against Reeber for the other)

>>41938168
Supporting

>>41937983
>>Landwell boons (?)
Vik and Moriah
>Sit tight and enjoy the ride.

We can give one boon away now, but save the second for Harvey. If he's asked the elf out, we give it to him. If not, we tease him mercilessly and give it to Reeber.

>>41937983
Lets not go back on previously agreed upon landwell boons

Does anybody know if the shadow form thing has a spot on the charsheet? I can't find it.

I'm gonna laugh my dick off if Vik was actually something like 1/1000th dragon and the boon latches onto that and gives her tiny dragon wings.

Thought: We may not wanna give the boon away while in a moving car. Rowan had wings explode from back and some other jazz; Vik (or whichever we give second boon to (first is reserved for Harvey)) probably won't have something like that happen, but we still probably shouldn't do this inside of a car.

>>41938365
Tiny dragon wings capable of flight.

>>41938393
Yeah, at least let's wait until Xan's driving makes someone jump out the window.

Thought, are we able to use these boons? I thought we just knew we had them but couldnt acess them yet.

Am i misreading?

>>41938613
You're misreading.

>>41938613
That's Roger's Landwell Training was for.

>>41938341
Stepping of the Shadow isn't there yet, no

You leave the scenery to itself for a minute so you can give Rowan a sly look.

“What is that face?” says Ro, sounding worried.

“You and Wyatt sitting in a tree,” you say, without resorting to singsong.

Rowan rolls her eyes. “Grow up.”

“Nah, I get it. It’s that Canadian beard, right?”

“I don’t even know him,” she says, dodging the question.

“Good thing you just spent five hours with him,” Mori pipes in from the back.

Rowan sighs. “Don’t take her side.”

Moriah doesn’t smile, her expression deadpan. “We’re all on the same side.”

“You can just say you think he’s hot if you think he’s hot,” you tell Rowan, egging her on. “I mean, even I think he’s kind of hot, and I’m an objective observer.” You glance back at Moriah. “Not as hot as some people’s brothers I know, you know, but you know, still.”

“That’s great,” Moriah says flatly.

You give an awkward smile. “Yeah... uh. C’mon Rowan. Don’t act like we’re retarded. Just say he’s hot already.”

Ro hesitates. “Well... he is pretty cute,” she says slowly.

You gasp in amazement. “Oh wow. Didn’t hurt yourself too much?”

“I don’t like talking about boy stuff,” she says. “Because then I think about it. And then I jinx it. So if you have to talk about boys, talk about Vikrama and Nemo.”

“Who’s talking about me what now?” Vik asks, turning around from the front passenger seat.

“You being all over Nemo, or vice versa,” you say.

Vikrama gives a deep belly laugh at you. “Really?” she asks, incredulously.

“Well,” you say.

“You’re crazy. He’s a dragon. And he’s a huge dork,” Vik says. “You wouldn’t seriously consider dating a dragon, would you?”

>Uh.
>Well. We’d have in common. Wings. Tails. Fire breath. Piles of gold.
>Depends on the dragon.
>Geeze, you can dish it out, but you can’t take it.
>I kind of have a thing for humanoids.
>Sure I’d consider it. Not seriously though, no.
>Other (?)

>>41938807
>>Well. We’d have in common. Wings. Tails. Fire breath. Piles of gold.

>>41938838
>Well. We’d have in common. Wings. Tails. Fire breath. Piles of gold.
>Geeze, you can dish it out, but you can’t take it.

>>41938807
>Well. We’d have in common. Wings. Tails. Fire breath. Piles of gold.
>I kind of have a thing for humanoids.

>>41938807
>Other (?)
"C'mon Vik, he breathes fire. That's a pretty neat party trick."

>>41938807
>The whole "being fireproof" thing is a plus.

>>41938880
This.

>>41938880
"Wings"

>>41938807
>Uh.
>Well. We’d have in common. Wings. Tails. Fire breath. Piles of gold.

>You'd have to be careful you don't get your head bitten off when he kisses you goodnight though.

>>41938807
>Well. We’d have in common. Wings. Tails. Fire breath. Piles of gold.
>Depends on the dragon.
>Geeze, you can dish it out, but you can’t take it.

>>41938807
>Well. We’d have in common. Wings. Tails. Fire breath. Piles of gold.
>Sure I’d consider it. Not seriously though, no.
>I kind of have a thing for humanoids.

>>41938807
>Well. We’d have in common. Wings. Tails. Fire breath. Piles of gold.
>Depends on the dragon.
>Geeze, you can dish it out, but you can’t take it.

>>41938807
>I bet they made a copy of his dick as a dragon dildo.

Have we used the name "Puff the Magic Dragon" to describe him yet?

>>41939181
Only several times.

>>41939181
We the players have, Sierra and/or other characters in-quest haven't.

“Me and a dragon would have a lot in common,” you say. “Wings, tails, piles of gold. And his absolute immunity to fire would be nice.” Although Wolfgang’s working on that last one, so you’re not worried.

“Why don’t you date him then?” asks Vik.

“Because she’s dating my brother,” says Moriah.

“She’s just joking,” says Rowan.

“So am I,” Moriah replies, sounding exactly the same.

Ro gives you a confused look.

“The Crowthers, am I right?” you say, spreading your hands. “They’re all a hoot. But really, fire breath. It’s cool. What’s cooler than fire breath?”

“Not being burned to death by flames?” asks Vik. “Okay. Maybe if I was a demon from the depths of hell, dragons would be on the table, but as it stands, I’m operating on a strictly all human operations model.”

“Boring,” says Rowan. “Don’t you want to live life on the edge, ever fearful of having your head bitten off when he comes in for a quick smooch?”

Vik looks unconvinced. “Umm... About that.”

“Do not let them sway you on this matter,” says Xan, riding the back bumper of the sedan in front of you. “If you show weakness they will destroy you.”

“Thanks for the heads up, darling,” says Vik.

“By the way, Vikrama,” you say. “Now that I’ve got all my new wells sorted, I actually have a couple pockets of ley magic ready for deployment.”

“Great,” says Rowan. “Ley them on me.”

“Don’t steal Sierra’s jokes,” says Moriah. “They only get pity laughs coming from her.”

“I can’t help it, we live together. It rubs off,” she demurs.

“Pity laughs?” you ask, outraged.

“Okay,” says Vikrama, thoughtfully. “For my first boon, I wish I had functional wings. Oh. And my wish wouldn’t backfire.”

>>41939384
“Eh heh hehheh. Funny,” you say, not humored in the least. “Just wanted to let you know so... one’s coming your way, sooner or later.”

She smiles brightly at you. “Cool beans,” she says.

“And who’s the second for?” Ro asks. “I could always use another set of wings, but I doubt that’s your plan.”

“Give it to Ranthix,” says Moriah.

You stare at her. “What?”

She goes quiet. “It was just a thought.”

“Give it to me!” says Xan. “I will show you how real wings are grown!”

“My wings are real, and no, you’re not getting this one,” you say.

Xanissil scoffs.

“Harvey’s getting it,” you say. “He called dibs, and he said he’d go out with his elf crush for it. Plus he’s kind of my little brother, so.”

Rowan laughs. “I’m impressed. He actually agreed to ask Sydney on a date?”

>To be honest, I’ll give him the boon whether or not he actually manages to do it.
>All the magic’s contingent on him fulfilling his end of our dark pact.
>I won’t be impressed until he actually asks her on a date.
>I won’t be impressed until I accidentally walk in on them making out.
>I won’t be impressed until he gets to second base.
>Geeze Rowan, why haven’t you manipulated this into happening earlier yourself?
>I think he made the deal in confidence, so don't tell him I told you.
>Other (?)

>>41939413
>All the magic’s contingent on him fulfilling his end of our dark pact.

>>41939413
>If he bitches out, I'm giving it to an apple pie or something and then eating it in front of him.

>>41939413
>To be honest, I’ll give him the boon whether or not he actually manages to do it.

>>41939413
>I won’t be impressed until he actually asks her on a date.
>To be honest, I’ll give him the boon whether or not he actually manages to do it.

>>41939413
>All the magic’s contingent on him fulfilling his end of our dark pact.

>>41939413
>To be honest, I’ll give him the boon whether or not he actually manages to do it.
>I won’t be impressed until he gets to second base.
>Geeze Rowan, why haven’t you manipulated this into happening earlier yourself?
>I think he made the deal in confidence, so don't tell him I told you.

>>41939413
>>All the magic’s contingent on him fulfilling his end of our dark pact.

>>41939460
>>41939441
These. So vindictive.

>>41939413
>“Give it to Ranthix,” says Moriah.
She knows what's up.

>>41939413
>All the magic’s contingent on him fulfilling his end of our dark pact.

>>41939538
She has a crush on him.

>>41939413
>I won’t be impressed until I "accidentally" walk in on them making out.
>Geeze Rowan, why haven’t you manipulated this into happening earlier yourself?

We should at least test giving one of the boons to Reeber, and he won't really mind if we give it to someone else later.

>>41939555
Could be, Hellions are attracted to power, and Ranthix is one badass motherfucker.

>>41939460
This is nice

>>41939555
I thought Mori was gay. First time she saw Sierra's demon form, her jaw hit the floor and the only thing she says afterwards is "you're beautiful". Then there was all the stuff where she was moody and we asked Wolf what was up with that and he made vague grumblings about "the person she likes" before changing the subject.

>>41939581
That and she admitted sometime ago that she really likes the Thul'tal (however it's spelled).

I mean, they're demon samurai; what's not to like?

Remember, we need to give a boon to Reeber. He's already amazing, and also the best. He needs to be even bester.

>>41939653
Agreed and seconded.

>>41939602
Holy shit, I never considered that. That make would make a lot of sense.

>>41939602
>First time she saw Sierra's demon form, her jaw hit the floor and the only thing she says afterwards is "you're beautiful".
Unfortunately for Moriah, Sierra is straightballs.

>>41939413
>All the magic’s contingent on him fulfilling his end of our dark pact.
>Geeze Rowan, why haven’t you manipulated this into happening earlier yourself?
>Other (If he failed, it defaults to Reeber.)

>>41939413
>I won’t be impressed until he gets to second base.

>>41939413
>Other (?)
Whip out the phone and call Harvey up to confirm the date situation.

If it's a bust... hang up up with a "Bah, mediocre!" for good measure.

>>41939737
dammit this is STILL A THING???!??

GOD DAMMIT

>>41939413
>>41936406
YO, languid, I'm not caught up right now, (reading through tread 44) but I have a question.

at the end of the quest, when the last thread gets closed could you post all the story notes, power notes and everything for this? Pleeeeaaaase?

cause I REALLY want to steal it, mod it, and run the setting as an RPG.

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>>41939861
>dammit this is STILL A THING???!??
Yes. Sierra being heterosexual is still a thing. It's a thing that's not going to change either.

>>41939903
no I meant the people trying to go lesbo or bringing it up...

>>41939934
You're a special kind of special, ain't ya?

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>>41939934
Oh. Then no, nobody's trying to be a lesbian. I said 'unfortunately for Moriah,' not 'unfortunately.'

Learn to read, nerd.

>>41939934
Who do you see trying make Sierra board the /u/boats?

>>41939944
nah, I just hate the tendancy of all the threads to do that.

>>41939959
every single thread from 1 through 44 so far and counting...

might be I was seeing things though...cause you know, I've been seeing them so much in the archives...

>>41939994
How about reading the archives instead of being a spazzy twat in here, then?

>>41939994
I was referring to here, in this thread. If you're not caught up with a quest, don't fucking post in current threads you retard.

>>41940008
cause I had a question for the runner just in case it ends before I get this far.

>>41940027
I wanted to ask a question.

>>41940058
>>41939994
Just shut the fuck up already. Holy shit.

>>41939994
>every single thread from 1 through 44 so far and counting
Try reading the quest instead of taking shitposters seriously

>>41939994
>>41939934
Jesus. The only thing that was made very clear was that Sierra is to be straight. Mori could still have a crush on her. She is after all a hellion and attracted to power just like Wolfgang. And she weird around Sierra. Like getting overly worried about her and stuff. Not to mention that Sierra was one of the first people to really connect with her (being part demon) and one of her first real friends (i think). Going from being a loner to having friends that actually care is a pretty big emotional step.

I am not trying to go yuri on this quest. I am saying that affectionate feelings from Mori towards Sierra would be perfectly natural. Even if Sierra would not reciprocate them.

>>41939861
>dammit this is STILL A THING???!??
Just because Sierra is straight doesn't mean that Moria is.

I am not shiping them or anything but It does seem plausable that Moria could by gay/bi

>>41940293
>It does seem plausable that Moria could by gay/bi
Or asexual-romatic.

>>41940305
How is that not bisexual with a low sex drive?

Legitimately asking.

>>41940318
It's not a low sex drive, it's the absence of one. You don't have a gender/sexual preference not because you're equally attracted, but because you're utterly non-sexual. You have a romantic desire for emotional intimacy, but nothing more.

Technically, someone who's asexual can even still have a gender preference, if they prefer certain classically masculine/feminine traits in a partner. For example, like big, tall, strong dudes.

>>41940381
>It's not a low sex drive, it's the absence of one.
Still seems like bisexual to me, their ideal partner could be either gender, so that looks like it fits in the category of bisexual, even if they don't want to get fluids over eachother.

“All the magic’s contingent on him fulfilling his end of our dark pact,” you inform her, in no uncertain terms. “If he bitches out, I'm giving it to an apple pie or something and then eating it in front of him.”

“My. How vindictive of you,” Rowan says. “Knowing him and Sydney... it might not actually happen.”

“Well. It’d better,” you say.

“Maybe,” says Rowan, doubt in her voice.

“What?”

“Just... don’t be too mean to him,” she says.

You sigh. “Well. We’ll see how he does,” you say. Although, to be honest, you’ll probably give him the boon whether or not he wusses out. He did go through the pain of making you a badass invulnerable chain mail shirt to help keep you safe. “He’d better step it up. Reeber needs one too, and I have to make hard decisions.” You lay a hand on Reeber’s shoulder as you say this, and he looks up hopefully at you.

“You’ll find more boons,” says Vikrama. “We’re only in stage two or three of this trip.”

“And there’s that.” Might not have to make a tough call. Who knows?

--

After staying the night in a hotel in Calgary, the Trans-Canada highway takes you through such interesting locations as... Dennis. And Medicine Hat. Great.

But fiddling aroudn with maps in the back, it’s time to make the call. What the hell park are you going to next? There’s really nothing on the highway for millions of miles. You’ll have to make a detour.

Squinting at the map and consulting with your consultants, you eventually come up with the plan to go to Great Sand Hills, the sandiest place you’ve heard of in Canada, and also someplace it’d be easy to find a well or two.

You get there around two. ‘There’ as it turns out is a pretty podunk little town. You drive through, following your map through smaller and smaller roads, to the point where you and Vikrama calculate should have a well.

The terrain is dominated by open sky, hills, and low scrub brush and grass. No trees or forests here – you can see for a mile in every direction, easy.

>>41940318
>>41940422
You're trying to make sense out of tumblr terms, m8. Don't do that. No good will come of it.

>>41940422
It's really not. Bisexual still implies a sexual attraction - that you're sexually attracted to either sexes - not that you lack a gender preference. Asexuality is a lack of any sexual attraction at all.

>>41940447

Not much to write home about, at least not until you see the dunes. The grass and shrubs end and turn into a bleached sea of sand.

“It’s white,” Xan remarks, impressed.

“It’s sand,” you reply.

“I expected something else,” she says, sticking her face to the window so she can see better.

“This is about what I expected,” says Rowan, snapping a bunch of pictures on her phone

As you drive in the middle of nowhere in this grassland-meets-Sahara desert park, you feel the magnetic pulsing of land magic.

You give Moriah the double tap on the back of her seat. “This is us,” you say.

Mori nods and unceremoniously turns off the poorly maintained, single-laned road and parks in the grass.
You jump out, happy to stretch your legs. A strong wind picks up, a little sandy from the aforementioned sand, smelling of stagnant water and open air.

It feels like the well should be somewhere around here, nearby. You hasten to the top of a nearby dune, your Jordans sinking into dry sand with every step.

You reach the top before anybody else except Reeber, and settle on your knees on the crest. Down the other side, in the impression between dunes, you see the well.

The star shimmers with a tumultuous grey and red inner light, bursting with power.

“What do you see?” asks Rowan, coming up the dune behind you.

>Found the well.
>Wings are so close. Grab it.
>I’m going to go down and have a closer look.
>Do like how Roger showed you ‘knock’ on the well to see who’s home.
>I think it’s claimed already.
>Let’s keep driving. There’s bound to be another well around here nearby.
>We should probably leave.
>Do stuff (?)
>Other (?)

>>41940452
>that you're sexually attracted to either sexes
See either of attracted to either sex is the thing here, not fuckability.

>>41940474
Hetero/homo/bisexual is specifically about fuckability. That's the 'sexual' part.

>>41940465
>Found the well.
>I think it’s claimed already.

>Do like how Roger showed you ‘knock’ on the well to see who’s home.

>>41940465
>I think it’s claimed already.
>Do like how Roger showed you ‘knock’ on the well to see who’s home.

>>41940465
>Do like how Roger showed you ‘knock’ on the well to see who’s home.
>I think it’s claimed already.
>We should probably leave.

>>41940465
> Do like Roger showed you 'knock' on the well to see who's home.

>>41940465
>Found the well.
>I think it’s claimed already.

>>Do like how Roger showed you ‘knock’ on the well to see who’s home.

>>41940465
>Do like how Roger showed you ‘knock’ on the well to see who’s home.

Why is the off topic discussion in this quest always so unbearable?

>>41940465
>>Wings are so close. Grab it.

>>41940528
>off topic discussion
You already answered your own question.

>>41940465
>I think it’s claimed already.

Where did he say that territorial dragon landmaster was?

>>41940465
>Do like how Roger showed you ‘knock’ on the well to see who’s home.

>>41940528
Insufferable people with opinions, duh. Tune the rude people out and be on your merry way to happy questing.

>>41940465
>Do like how Roger showed you ‘knock’ on the well to see who’s home.

>>41940528
Cause its 4chan.

“Found the well, but it’s claimed already I think,” you say, sliding down the sand toward the well.

“What are you doing?” asks Ro, just making it to the top.

“Just having a closer look,” you say, glancing back at her. You creep up on the well, but stop well short of it.

An overpressure of land magic presses down on you, like you’re underwater or somebody turned up gravity. It makes you feel sluggish. Definitely not normal. Definitely claimed.

>Knock on the well. (The owner will be made aware of your presence.)
>Claim the well for yourself.
>Leave the well and scout out the park elsewhere.
>Leave the well and the park. You can find a well someplace else.
>Other (?)

[Knocking on a landwell is like knocking on somebody's front door. They might come and see who it is, or they might not.]

>>41940609
>>Knock on the well. (The owner will be made aware of your presence.)

>>41940465
>Do like how Roger showed you ‘knock’ on the well to see who’s home.

>>41940609
>Knock on the well. (The owner will be made aware of your presence.)

>>41940609
>Knock on the well. (The owner will be made aware of your presence.)

>>41940609
>>Knock on the well. (The owner will be made aware of your presence.)
Moshi Moshi~

>>41940609
>>Leave the well and scout out the park elsewhere.
This one is taken, don't see what we have to say to the owner, lets find an unclaimed on.

>>41940609
>Leave the well and scout out the park elsewhere.

>>41940609
>Knock on the well. (The owner will be made aware of your presence.)

>>41940609
>Leave the well and scout out the park elsewhere.

>>41940561
Great plains, I believe

If David had the entire east coast and he's gone now, we should have gone to claim that whole area. Would have less people since most think it's still his place apparently.

>>41940609
> Knock on the well

>>41940609
>Knock on the well. (The owner will be made aware of your presence.)

>>41940670
When we get out wings to work we can spend time swooping about trying to find them

What happens if someone tries to jack one of our landwells? Can we sic the mana sprite on them to discourage that kind of shenanigans?

>>41940609

>Leave the well and scout out the park elsewhere.

This landmaster will be less friendly than Roger. Think about that for a moment.

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>>41940703
>When we get out wings to work
Anon, I...

>>41940659
We're in the Saskatchewan area, which is about in the middle of the northern section of the Great Plains. So it might be Ossifera's well.

But I wouldn't be that surprised if she wasn't entrenched this far north and it's someone else's.

>>41940609
>Leave the well and scout out the park elsewhere.

>>41940703
The only thing we're gonna get those wings to do is exterminate the Protoss

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>>41940770
Good luck.

You don’t know who’s claimed this thing, but you didn’t come all the way out here to leave, and claiming a well nearby seems like a risky move without consulting the locals first.

You focus your will on your hand, bring up a knuckle, and knock on the well. Each tap sounds in a great, cacophonous tone, like you were banging a thunder sticks together in a Gothic cathedral, and flashes with a muted pulse of light.

“Impressive,” says Vikrama, who’s joined by the others at the top of the nearby dune.

“Is this the best idea?” asks Moriah.

“Too late to ask that,” you reply, stepping back from the well.

“They might not be as friendly as Roger,” Mori warns. “It could be Ossifera’s well.”

“You know, considering they’d have to travel to their nearest well to get here, it might take them a while to come over,” says Rowan.

>Unless they know how to fold space or create planar rifts wherever they are. Then they’ll probably be here in about ten seconds.
>We don’t need to wait too long. If they take longer than an hour to get here, they’re probably low-key enough that they’re in my same weight class.
>We’ll give them ten minutes. Might not feel like answering if it takes longer, and in that case, they might just want to be left alone.
>Move back to the top of the dune with the others, just in case.
>Stay near the well so you don’t look like you’re gearing to try anything if someone comes through.
>Other (?)

>>41940941
>>Unless they know how to fold space or create planar rifts wherever they are. Then they’ll probably be here in about ten seconds.
>>We don’t need to wait too long. If they take longer than an hour to get here, they’re probably low-key enough that they’re in my same weight class.
Landmaster duel?

>>41940941
>We’ll give them ten minutes. Might not feel like answering if it takes longer, and in that case, they might just want to be left alone.

>>41940941
>We don’t need to wait too long. If they take longer than an hour to get here, they’re probably low-key enough that they’re in my same weight class.
>Stay near the well so you don’t look like you’re gearing to try anything if someone comes through.

>>41940941
>Unless they know how to fold space or create planar rifts wherever they are. Then they’ll probably be here in about ten seconds.
>We’ll give them ten minutes. Might not feel like answering if it takes longer, and in that case, they might just want to be left alone.
>Stay near the well so you don’t look like you’re gearing to try anything if someone comes through.

>>41940941
>We’ll give them ten minutes. Might not feel like answering if it takes longer, and in that case, they might just want to be left alone.
>Stay near the well so you don’t look like you’re gearing to try anything if someone comes through.

>>41940941

>We’ll give them ten minutes. Might not feel like answering if it takes longer, and in that case, they might just want to be left alone.
>Move back to the top of the dune with the others, just in case.

>If Ossifera answers the door, then we're from a singing telegram company, right?

>>41940941
>We’ll give them ten minutes. Might not feel like answering if it takes longer, and in that case, they might just want to be left alone.
>Stay near the well so you don’t look like you’re gearing to try anything if someone comes through.

>>41940941
>Unless they know how to fold space or create planar rifts wherever they are. Then they’ll probably be here in about ten seconds.
>We don’t need to wait too long. If they take longer than an hour to get here, they’re probably low-key enough that they’re in my same weight class.
>Stay near the well so you don’t look like you’re gearing to try anything if someone comes through.
>Other (Tell the others to move back a bit.)

>>41940941
>>We don’t need to wait too long. If they take longer than an hour to get here, they’re probably low-key enough that they’re in my same weight class
>Stay near the well so you don’t look like you’re gearing to try anything if someone comes through.

>>41940941
>We don’t need to wait too long. If they take longer than an hour to get here, they’re probably low-key enough that they’re in my same weight class.

>>41940941
>>We don’t need to wait too long. If they take longer than an hour to get here, they’re probably low-key enough that they’re in my same weight class.

>>41941025
did we get her description?

>>41940941
>>We’ll give them ten minutes. Might not feel like answering if it takes longer, and in that case, they might just want to be left alone.

>>41941144
She's a dragon, right?

>>41941174
Nemo is also a dragon.

>>41941174
Don't think so

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>>41941188
Everyone's a dragon until proven otherwise.

>>41941220
She is.

dammit guys, who forgot to mow the lawn for languid today?

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>>41941741
My bad

>>41941741
>>41941767
The lawn has teamed up with Dragons. dear lord.

“We’ll give them an hour,” you say, sitting down on the sand about thirty feet from the well. “Longer than that, either they want to be left alone or they’re slow. And if they’re slow, they’re probably low-key enough to be in my weight class.” Like Hugo. You could beat the crap out of Hugo if you had to fight him again.

You look back at the others and wave them away. “Back up out of sight,” you say. “If they’re dangerous, I’ll run off. And if they’re not dangerous, I don’t want to freak them out.”

Xan goes prone at the top of the sand dune and inches back out of sight. Ro follows suit, and they pull Vikrama and Moriah with them.

Reeber comes over and sits by you, sensing the tension. You’d send him away, but you feel better with him sitting near you. Like he could protect you if things got bad. (+4 Stress: 26/103)

You’re not waiting for long.

The well begins spinning, and then rapidly spirals open into a hellish grey maelstrom, wider and wider, bigger and bigger, until you’re forced to scramble backward out of harm’s way lest you get consumed by the vortex.

A set of silvery claws bigger than you are reaches forth from the well rift and crashes down in the sand, gleaming like blades. They’re connected to huge scaly hand. Muscles tense and the claws dig down until they find purchase. And then a vast set of shoulders ten feet, fifteen feet wide hauls itself from the midst of the crackling storm of power, steely scales glistening in the daylight.

The mountainous form of scales, claws, teeth, and wings snakes out from the portal. The incredible mass extracts itself from the now-shrinking storm with a singular, subtle, serpentine grace.

The well contracts as the reptilian creature snakes its tail out from the earth, spiraling shut with a wall of sound until it cuts off to a single point of contentious red light.

>>41942291
well at least we got too see a dragon.

now we say kthanksbye

>>41942291

It’s huge. It’s way huge. And it’s red as rubies, at least on its breast, stomach, and underside. The rest is iron grey, the hue of forged steel. And the rest is a lot. It’s a fucking dragon. You watch in awe, nearly flat on your back, barely supporting yourself with your hands. Reeber tenses by his side and growls.

The dragon’s head is as big as a grand piano, with swooped, ridged horns. The bones of its face jutting out at every angle of its jaw or brow. Recessed into its ponderous skull, bright gold eyes the size of your fist catch the light and glance to and fro before quickly settling on you.

The dragon sucks in a cavernous breath through its nostrils, the sheer sound of it rattling through its ribcage, audible right in your ear. Then it exhales heavily, its huge mouth twisting downward into a leer, exposing a clear row of perfect saber-like teeth. A brief flash of flame spouts from its nostrils, and a cloud of ember-filled choking smoke billows out from the cracks between its teeth.

It settles on its haunches and plants its fore claws into the sand before it, then draws up to full sitting height, its colossal neck flexing as it lifts its head to face down at you. The dragon stretches its wings wide to either side and gives the tiniest forward flick. The membranes stretch thin, light filtering through to show a web of veins and capillaries. And then they catch the wind. Like great sails, they hurl it forward at you as a hard sweep of wind. It hits you in the face with a sudden burst, blowing your hair back.

>>41942291
>boy I hope it's not that dragon chick roger warned us about
>surprise!
>it's that dragon chick roger warned us about
WELP.

>>41942343
uh rude

We should probably run.

>>41942343

The smell of fire suffuses the air, and you feel a broad antagonism wider than anything you’ve ever experienced. It’s not intense or overwhelming, just... big. Because it’s a fucking dragon.

And then the dragon speaks in a voice of iron and thunder. “Hellborn,” the dragon growls, drawing out the word at length. It leans forward, bringing its massive head around so it can narrow a single golden eye at you.

And then it narrows its eye even more until its squinting at you. Like, squinting really hard. “Ah. I know that scent.” You feel each word spoken in your bones. “Shadow blood. Beckhoff,” says the dragon. It draws back, and you’re washed over with its immense satisfaction with itself with having successfully recognized you. But that satisfaction turns to smoking irritation. “You’ve broken our arrangement, Beckhoff.”

A storm of arcane power overflows your senses, almost blinding you.

>Say stuff (?)
>Uh. I gotta go.
>What agreement?
>Holy sweet mercy, it's a fucking dragon.
>Other (?)

>>41942392
>What agreement?

>>41942392
>What agreement?

>>41942392
>>What agreement?
Soz my dad died

>>41942392
>Holy sweet mercy, it's a fucking dragon.
>What agreement?

>>41942392
>Other
You might be thinking of David. I'm Sierra.
>Deploy Unnatural charm to defuse the situation.

>>41942392
>>Say stuff (?)
Howdy, neighbor. I thought I'd say hi.
>>41942442
no using trick magic on the 1000-year-old being with magic flowing through its veins.

>>41942442
seconding this

>>41942392
>You knew my dad?
>What agreement?
>Holy sweet mercy, it's a fucking dragon.

I guess that confirms dad was the Verwelken, then. Not that we didn't already know that.

>>41942442
Might be handy, but I do not want to risk a crit fail of that against a fucking dragon

>>41942392
Uh i think you have me confused with an asshole i havnt seen for a decade, who's hopefully jumped off a cliff and died by now

I get the feeling that if we hadnt dealt with this now, we'd be in the middle of new york or something when a giant dragon came divebombing us screaming about broken agreements

>>41942392
>Holy sweet mercy, it's a fucking dragon.
>Say stuff (?)
>You really ought to double check your nose, cause there's a bit more than shadow in my blood. My Dad's dead, I'm your new neighbor.

>>41942392
Not a great idea to try this during the day when most of our escapes don't work.
>Say stuff (?)
>I don't have any existing arrangements with you because we've never met. You're thinking of my dad. Who's not me. I knocked because I figured we should probably come to an arrangement ourselves.
>Try not to piss ourself

>>41942486
So you're saying we should have waited. Because that would have been awesome.

>>41942392
Vader impression

> I have altered the agreement, pray I do not alter it further.

But seriously, yo, just getting to know the neighborhood. I'm not my dad, and he didn't exactly leave me any notes so I thought the polite thing would be to come to you directly with my closest court ladies.

Roll dice for keeping your cool.

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>41942634

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>41942634
ohd ear

Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>41942634

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>41942634
kuuru

>>41942666
Cool kept.

>>41942392
Hold up, so the Shadow blood WAS from my Dad? Did you know him well? Does Nemo look like you? You're gorgeous!

Also, wrong person. I mean, I'm a Beckhoff, but his daughter. So, not sure what the deal is exactly, could you clue me in?

>What agreement?
>Holy sweet mercy, it's a fucking dragon.

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>>41942692
>mfw I remembered this quest was roll-under

Renegotiation of terms cause:presumed death of senior beckhoff

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>>41942692
You forget that dragons are fucking terrifying.

Honestly it would probably be better if we dont mention that our dad is probably dead. This bitch will try to take advantage of us and move on our territory.

Prolly better to say we're from like texas and have no clue whether he's dead or alive.

>>41942634
> Invite the Dragon lady on the roadtrip while she shows off her domain.

She gets to brag, we get a cool lady friend to hang out with, and we don't step on toes.

Also, we will get her drunk and draw out Dad information.

>>41943057
This bitch will try to steal our wells

>>41943057
The sooner we get away from her the better.

>>41943057
Actually a worse plan than knocking.

>>41942392
We could try...eating her?

Who wants to kill a motherfuckin dragon?

>>41943212
Nobody sane?

>>41943245
>/tg/

“Sweet mercy,” you breathe, scrambling backward a pace. It’s too big. Too powerful. It could fucking kill you any second it wanted, and it’s angry. (+4 Stress: 30/103, -1 Sanity: 91)

Maybe you can run. The car’s not too far away, and once you got over the dune, you’d be out line of sight. But it can move faster than you, so that’s not going to work. (+3 Stress: 33/103)

Reeber’s growl brings you back to the present. You’re on your back in front of a dragon. That’s stupid. You need to keep your cool. You can handle this. You can handle anything.

You scramble to your feet, and try to stand up straight. “I uh... wha...” your voice fails. You clear your throat and start again. “W-what arrangement?” you ask, loudly.

The dragon shifts forward, sneering at you with its teeth. You manage to hold your ground. No good to show weakness in front of Smaug. “The arrangement where you stay in your California dream, far away from the heart of my continent,” the dragon snarls, sending chills down your spine. “Not yet a century and your mind loses hold. You disappoint me, Beckhoff.”

You’re dunked in a sea of the dragon’s impatience.

>>41943379

So she knew your dad and had a deal with him. And now you’re breaking that deal and she thinks you’re him. Probably should try to fix that. “We don’t have any agreements,” you try to tell the dragon. “You’re thinking of my dad. Who’s not me. And I knocked on your landwell because... I figured we should... hammer out our own arrangement?” Yeah. That sounds good.

The dragon squints down at you again, sniffing twice. And then the corners of its huge mouth turn downward. “You do smell... different,” it says, light catching its scales as it tilts its head, forcing you to shield your eyes . The dragon’s frown turns severe. “With what name are you named, and title are you titled, Hellborn?”

You’re guessing the dragon’s not just looking for your first name here. But it strikes you that you don’t even know this dragon’s name. Unless this is Ossifera. She fits the bill, if she’s a she. But how do you introduce yourself to a dragon?

>Try to trick her into introducing herself first. (?)
>Introduce yourself (?)
>Uh. That won't be necessary. The arrangement's pretty easy, just... the same thing. We stay out of each other's faces.
>Other (?)

>>41943422
"Sierra....Sierra Beckhoff...your scales are very...uhm...I'm not good with words. Do you know a word for 'pretty' that doesn't make them sound small?"

>>41943422
>>>Introduce yourself (?)
true name. make stuff rumble. show her we have balls.

>>41943422
Sierra Beckhoff, soon-to-be Imperiate of hell.

>>41943484
Supporting

>>41943422
>>Introduce yourself (?)
Just say our name

>>41943484
Technically, we don't have any.

>>41943422
>>41943484
second

>>41943484
supporting, although i seriously hope this dragon doesnt have some kind of pagan name-magic bullshit

>>41943422
>Introduce yourself (?)
Sierra Beckhoff, or Hallow I guess now

>>41943569
you know I meant the demononym, you fag.
>>41943524
actually it might be worth mentioning that we're a fledgling queen and imply that we have numerous loyal followers. otherwise she might try to nip us at the bud while we're weak, before we become the powerful demon lord we are destined to be.

>>41943484
I'll back it, we are past the point of no return for the cautious approach.

>>41943609
When we agreed to the adoption, we intentionally kept our original last name. We are still legally Sierra Beckhoff.

>>41943422
>Introduce yourself (?)
>I'm the Imperiate. Now, we're both very busy so let's just agree to stay out of each other's horns, ok? Thanks for your time.
>Try to keep from gibbering and screaming until after we leave

Rolled 24 (1d100)

warming up that dice for that sweet will save.

>>41943761
I think you mean intestinal fortitude save

>>41943422
>Introduce yourself (?)
>Sakheris Beckoff-Hallow, Imperiate-to-be
Better to be important sounding

>>41943422
>Introduce yourself (?)
Full title.

>>41943918
Good.

>>41943918
Bad.

>>41943918
I like this

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>these people thinking that saying we're a princess is gonna make the dragon leave us alone

>>41943484
I vote this

>>41944224
What did you expect out of the knock on the landwell that could be anything but probably a salty dragon, voters?

If there’s one thing you know about dragons, it’s that there’s no halfway about it. You go all in if you want to make a mark.

You dredge up some of the junk about introductions Orias taught you while brushing up on your Heltic, and You focus your will. You feel the air ringing in anticipation of what you plan to do. “I am Sakheris,” you say, the light in the air dulling in color for a fraction of a second at the sound of your demonym, “spawn of David, spawn of Corithis, heiress of the throne of Chthonia, and rising Imperiate.”

The dragon’s impatience evaporates like a morning dew. “Spawn of Corithis,” the dragon rumbles, suspicion and thoughtfulness in its tone. Then it scents the air with a darting tongue. “Spawn of... Corithis. Blood of Inferia. Blood of... Belphegor. Royal blood.” Then a smile as ferocious as a shark. “A surprise.”

You try to keep yourself aloof. You think this dragon’s the type to identify with that kind of thing. “You can call me Sierra,” you say. “And your name?”

The dragon cozies in low to the ground, smile sharpening. “Behold the spawn of Ironwrack, Mistress of the Whited Plains, Ossifera the Splendorous,” she says, eyes lidded in resplendent joy in her own conceit. “So you seek an arrangement with me.” She hums nonchalantly, the vibrations tremoring in the ground underfoot. “What would one such as you seek from one such as I?”

An impish, predatory feeling blasts from her without end. The saturating of emotion makes swallowing difficult. (+4 Stress: 37)

>Say stuff (?)
>Other (?)

>>41944224
>implying the dragon would leave us alone in any given timeline

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>>41944267
peace.

>>41944267
Just wanted to say hello

>>41944336
Get to know you better and to know which land wells and territory not to accidentally wander in and cause an unnecessary incident.

>>41944267
>Say stuff (?)
>Birds of a feather. Great powers should stat in contact. Include vigorous application of flattery.
Don't get ate.

>>41944267
Sexual assault incoming.
>Say stuff (?)
>A nonaggression pact. You and I will continue to manage our affairs and territory independently of the other.
>Try not to use the word Anschluss

>>41944267
We want the states

>>41944267
>Say stuff(?)
"Me? Nothing. I just wanted to see what a Dragon looked like. And you're everything I thought you would be."

>>41944267
We take any not already claimed landwells in the US.

>>41944267
>Say stuff(?)
"I seek knowledge and wisdom. What do you remember of David Beckhoff?"

>>41944267
>Can I get something to drink?

>>41944406
>Try not to use the word Anschluss
But that is exactly the kind of social and verbal mistake we've come to expect from Sierra. Don't stop us now.

>>41944267
"three wishes and a t-shirt."

>>41944267
I'd like to know where to not go. I got a feeling that bumbling around in this area would be a massive waste of time at best and an invitation of dragon murder at worse.

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And now there are votes to ask the dragon just to let the princess have all the treasure that isn't in its hoard yet.

>>41944545
>I stood up to a dragon and all I got was this lousy t-shirt
>as a replacement for the ones she burned off my skin

fyi, that dragon totally has a breath hot enough to hurt us.

>>41944573
What if she adds us to her hoard?

>>41944543
>Ayy yo girl lemme annex ya

>>41944267
I'm so tempted to try to get her onboard with a "Murder the shit out of Hasturr" plan, but I have nothing to offer in return.

>>41944267
>predatory
Don't act like prey. Also flattery will get you everywhere.

“Basically that I don’t mess around with you, you don’t mess around with me,” you say. “You have your sweet white plains to look after, I’ve got my golden coast.”

“Hmm,” says the dragon, tapping a claw on her teeth. Each tap clicks loudly enough for you to hear, a few dozen yards away.

“And...” this might be the stretch “I was kind of hoping I could maybe take a well or two on your territory.”

Ossifera’s pleasant expression turns sour. “Hmm,” she says, more harshly this time. The talon clicks on her teeth grow louder, more forceful.

“Like... preferably around here,” you say, gesturing to the dunes around you. “Y’know. If you got any spares.”

Ossifera shifts swiftly onto her feet with speed unexpected for something so large, and starts taking long, measured steps around the well, choosing each place for her claws with care. You’re forced to turn to keep your eyes on her. “What will you give me in return for this well which you so shamelessly demand?” she asks.

Oh geeze. Dragon deals. (+2 Stress: 39)

>Name your price. Or what you want. I only have a couple thousand in the bank.
>You get to be my friend. C’mon.
>You get a one-way, all expenses paid trip to Niagara Falls. You’ll travel in style in my SUV with my court ladies, the very lap of luxury and high adventure.
>I’ll pay you twenty bucks for it.
>I’ll give you one favor. That’s a lot, considering I’m the Imperiate and all that.
>Do you like sword dances?
>Ugh. Can’t you just ask me a riddle or something?
>If I’m honest, I really have nothing that’s cool enough for you. You freak me out, but you’re the most awesome amazing thing I’ve ever seen ever.
>Uh. Hold on a sec. (Consult with your advisors)
>Other (?)

>>41944884
>Uh. Hold on a sec. (Consult with your advisors)
Everyone empty out their pockets

>>41944884
>If I’m honest, I really have nothing that’s cool enough for you. You freak me out, but you’re the most awesome amazing thing I’ve ever seen ever.
>You get a one-way, all expenses paid trip to Niagara Falls. You’ll travel in style in my SUV with my court ladies, the very lap of luxury and high adventure.

>>41944884
>>If I’m honest, I really have nothing that’s cool enough for you. You freak me out, but you’re the most awesome amazing thing I’ve ever seen ever.
A land well in our territory?

>>41944884
>>Name your price. Or what you want. I only have a couple thousand in the bank.
just ask her what she wants

>>41944884
>>Name your price. Or what you want. I only have a couple thousand in the bank.

>>41944884
>Name your price. Or what you want. I only have a couple thousand in the bank.

>>41944884
>"The same in my territory. I'm doing something similar with the one who holds most of Western Canada. It's...like an emergency contact system. If there's something seriously bad that affects all of us, having a well among allies is both a lifeline and a way to make organizing shit easier, ya know?"

>>41944884
>>Name your price. Or what you want. I only have a couple thousand in the bank.
please no bringing her with us

Try to trade her a beach spot land well might be nice to vaykay on the west cost sometimes
Also dragons are dope, road trip?

>>41945048
It'd almost be worth it for the look on Roger's face the next time he shows up and she's there.

>>41944884
>>Name your price. Or what you want. I only have a couple thousand in the bank.
It'll probably just end up being a favor somewhere down the line. She knows we're going places.

>>41944963
This, will allow us to warp to each others territories should we require anything from each other

>>41944884
>>Name your price. Or what you want. I only have a couple thousand in the bank.
Let's not pretend we know what she wants.

She seems to think the whole continent belongs to her.

>>41944884
>You get to be my friend. C’mon.
>Other (?)
>For folks like us, the only commodity worth talking about are wells. We've got plenty in common. Fire, claws, horns, the works. What would you say to an alliance?

>>41945099
Who knows what she considers "the continent" to be. She doesn't seem to consider the west coast as part of it.

>>41945112
dude, a continent is a continent. She said she had an agreement with david for the west coast. That implies that most of the rest of it is hers. Or she thinks it is.

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>Letting the dragon set the price

>>41945174
We really fucked ourselves here.

>>41944884
>Name your price. Or what you want. I only have a couple thousand in the bank.
>I’ll pay you twenty bucks for it.
>If I’m honest, I really have nothing that’s cool enough for you. You freak me out, but you’re the most awesome amazing thing I’ve ever seen ever.


We are so hilariously ill-prepared for this. Goddamn I love this quest.
Bet she wants one of our friends. Or our dog.

>inb4 she asks us to kick David in the nuts

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>>41945257
or us

Hellborn quest:lesbian dragon slave edition

>>41945040
This.

>>41945367
Then she gets rekt by a papa hallow

>>41945040
This
inb4 she just asks why we can't exchange phone numbers instead

>>41945398
Isaac's good, but I don't think he's THAT good. Pretty sure the only thing keeping dragon lady from fucking us up is that she doesn't know our parents are dead.

>>41944884
>>I’ll pay you twenty bucks for it.

>>41945410
Phones don't let you move large amounts of goods from one place to another. ECONOMY, MOTHERFUCKERS

>>41945398
>>41945410
She gets rekt after he finds out she's been sending Sierra unsolicited nudes.

>>41945430
Would she just murder us though? she doesnt seem like a murdery person

>>41945468
Dunno. She does seem like the kind of person to rough us up pretty bad for wasting her time, though.

>>41945459
>Sierra forwards them to nemo
>Sets the dragons up together

>>41944884
>If I’m honest, I really have nothing that’s cool enough for you. You freak me out, but you’re the most awesome amazing thing I’ve ever seen ever.
>Uh. Hold on a sec. (Consult with your advisors)

I was delayed, but I'm back.

>>41945040
This.

>>41945430
She has to know Corithis is dead. It's kind of a big thing when the Imperiate dies.

And i think Isaac could take her.

>>41945040
So which one of us is Germany and which is Italy or Japan?

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>>41945567
Reason

>>41945621
Clearly we're Germany, Roger's Italy, and the dragon's Japan.

>>41945646

Get that thing out of my thread.

>>41945667
Kek