>>27052080
Is there more? If not, what did we bring with us in that dufflel bag of ours?

Do you:

>find whomever is in charge and ask where you will be assigned
>ask someone where the Royal Guards' quarters are
>make small talk with the guards who are positioned at the gate

>>27052080
>>make small talk with the guards who are positioned at the gate

>>27052161
>make small talk with the guards who are positioned at the gate

Always good to know who exactly we'll be working with.

>>27052161
>make small talk with the guards who are positioned at the gate
Just to get some info.

>>27052209
>>27052221
>>27052337
Alrighty, small talk it is.

Rolled 17

>>27052161
>>make small talk with the guards who are positioned at the gate

always good to have friends.

There are several guards positioned at the castle gate in order to keep undesirables out. But seeing as how you were invited by His Majesty himself, you're obviously not included among their number. Figuring that you should get to know the people who you'll most likely be seeing every day, you approach the two guards at the eastern side of the gate.

"How's it going?" you say, making a lazy salute to the two guards as you swing your duffel bag off your shoulder, letting it rest on the ground.

"Same old, same old..." one of the guards says with a sigh. "Nothing ever happens here, but I guess we should be thankful for that."
"Yeah, this ain't exactly the kind of job where you want it to be exciting." the other guard chuckles as he leans on his spear lazily. "What about you, buddy? That's an Army uniform yer wearin' there, ain't this kinda outta yer jurisdiction?"
"Yeah, we don't get many grunts over-" The first guard stops in mid-sentence, a look of complete shock on his face.
"Arc, what's wrong?" the second guard asked.
"H-hooooooly shit. Mario! Do you have any idea who this is!?" the first guard, apparently named "Arc," said as he grabbed his friend's shoulders and shook him excitedly.
"Uh... no?" 'Mario' replies, clearly having no idea what's going on.
"This is the guy who beat that pompous faggot from the Border Guard in the royal swordsmanship tourney!"
"Wait, seriously?"


Do you...
>let Arc introduce you
>introduce yourself (boasting)
>introduce yourself (playing it down)

>>27052953
>introduce yourself (playing it down)
weren't no thang

>>27052953
>introduce yourself (playing it down)

>>27052953
>introduce yourself (playing it down)

>>27052953
>>introduce yourself (playing it down)

>>27052953
>introduce yourself (playing it down)

>introduce yourself (playing it down)

"Well, yeah... it's not that big of a deal though, it was just one tournament." you say as you scratch the back of your head nervously. While it's not like this is the first time that someone spoke of you in such high regard, but it's still not like you're used to it. Besides, only jackasses like to toot their own horns, so to speak.
"One tournament that you completely swept! Man, that was freaking AMAZING! You came out of nowhere and completely wrecked all of the favorites to win, some of my friends lost so much money on those bets..." Arc said excitedly.
"But me 'n Arc here hit it big," Mario said with a huge grin on his face. "Arc noticed that ya had better form'n most of the other guys in the tourney so he convinced me to join 'im in bettin' on ya."
"Always nice to be of assistance, I guess," you said with a chuckle. It's nice that these two are fans and all, but you really hope that the other guards aren't pissed at you for their lost wages.
"So, what's a bigshot like you doin' out here?" Mario asked.
"Actually, the King requested that I be transferred into the Royal Guard. This is my first day, and I'm not all that sure on where exactly I'm supposed to be assigned. Or where I'm supposed to be staying now, since I'm not at the Army's barracks anymore..." you explain.
"Oh, well I'd be happy to-" Arc chirped out before he once again stopped mid-sentence.

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>>27053683
"Good morning, gentlemen," a deep, booming voice rumbled behind you.

You turn around to see who just greeted you, and you see a massive beast of a man standing behind you with his arms crossed. While he doesn't seem to be angry, his expression is very stern.

"GOOD MORNING SIR VINCENT! IT CERTAINLY IS A GOOD MORNING INDEED!" both Arc and Mario stood at full attention, saluting "Sir Vincent" as hard as humanly possible.

Do you...

> join them in BEST SALUTE OH GOD DON'T EAT US PLEASE
> Salute like normal, you don't have any reason to act unnaturally.
> lazy salute, we're all bros here!

>>27053696
>> join them in BEST SALUTE OH GOD DON'T EAT US PLEASE

>>27053696
>Salute like normal, you don't have any reason to act unnaturally.
No sense going crazy

>>27053696
>> Salute like normal, you don't have any reason to act unnaturally.

>>27053696
> Salute like normal, you don't have any reason to act unnaturally.

>>27053696
[x] Salute like normal, you don't have any reason to act unnaturally.
>/tg/
>not picking either PROFESSIONALISM, HO or MAXIMUM OVERTROLL every time
haw
Also, you need more pictures. Pictures of swords.

>>27053696
> Salute like normal, you don't have any reason to act unnaturally.
show respect if we can with out losing bladder control

>>27053696
> Salute like normal, you don't have any reason to act unnaturally.

We'll be that guy who people can really relate to.

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> Salute like normal, you don't have any reason to act unnaturally.


You have no idea what may have happened between Sir Vincent and your two new friends here, but you have no reason to be afraid of him.

Even though he is, admittedly, QUITE intimidating.

As such, you give a proper salute without the painful-looking form that Mario and Arc had.

"While it's always nice to see my subordinates in fine spirits, might I ask what all the commotion is about?" Sir Vincent asked, his voice having softened up but his expression still as stonefaced as ever.
"Ah, well, you see, Sir Vincent..." Arc stammered. "If you remember the swordsmanship tournament, this fellow here is-" Arc was cut off yet again.
"Ah!" Sir Vincent clapped his hands together, the sound from roaring like thunder. "I wasn't able to make the tournament myself, but His Majesty did inform me that he wanted the victor as a guard here!" he said, smiling like he's just met a new friend. "So I assume that this here is..."

>>27054595
"Yes, Sir Vincent. I'm Reinhold, here on orders from His Majesty the King." you replies.
"Reinhold, eh? Reinhold..." Sir Vincent seemed to be expecting something more.
"I don't have a last name, sir. It's just Reinhold," you said with a bit of shame, reminded for the first time in a while that you are of the lowest birth.
"No last name, eh? That's a shame... play your cards right, though, and maybe His Majesty will bestow one onto you!" Sir Vincent said with a wink.
"That might be nice..." you said sheepishly.

"Alright then, enough dawdling!" Sir Vincent said, slapping you on the back playfully. It felt like being hit with a hammer, though you did your best not to let that show on your face. "I take it that these are your belongings?" he said, gesturing towards your duffle bag.
"Yes, they are."
"Alright, then... MARIO!"
"YES SIR, SIR VINCENT SIR!" Mario stood at full attention.
"Go find Gregor and tell him to take care of Reinhold's things here. ARC!"
"SIR!" Now it was Arc's turn.
"Stay at your post, and quit slacking off!"
"YES SIR! MY INFINITE APOLOGIES FOR SLACKING OFF, SIR!"

>>27054595
For some reason I can't get the image of Dozel Zabi out of my head.

I honestly expect the guy to start cooing about his daughter any second now.

>>27054615
Hurriedly, Mario picked up your duffle bag, saluted both you and Sir Vincent, and ran inside the castle as fast as he could.
"Alright, let's head inside as well," Sir Vincent said as he placed his massive hand on your shoulder and guided you inside the castle.

"So, I take it that you know where I'm to be assigned?" you asked him as you walked through the (extremely spacious) castle.
"Ah, yes. Your assignment. About that... " he let out a deep sigh.
"Is there something wrong, Sir Vincent?"

>expect the absolute worst: am I getting the worst assignment for beating the King's favorite in the tournament?
>cautious: is there some unpleasant part of this assignment that I don't know about?
>carefree: why worry, the King thinks I'm awesome!

>>27054786
>cautious: is there some unpleasant part of this assignment that I don't know about?
HA HA TIME FOR IMPETUOUS PRINCESS

>>27054786
>cautious: is there some unpleasant part of this assignment that I don't know about?

>>27054786
>>carefree: why worry, the King thinks I'm awesome!
We're hot shit around here, lets look on the bright side

>>27054786
>>cautious: is there some unpleasant part of this assignment that I don't know about?

>>27054786
>>carefree: why worry, the King thinks I'm awesome!

>>27054786

>>cautious: is there some unpleasant part of this assignment that I don't know about?

>writing

Sorry for taking so long in between posts, I've never actually ran a quest before and so I'm not exactly used to the pacing quite yet.

>>27055305
Hahaha, stick around for Magical Girl Noir Quest later, only then shall you know the true meaning of 'slow'!

>>27055379
>only then shall you know the true meaning of 'slow

Sweet jesus, GuPQ posts at 1 post per hour.
Whats the post rate on MGNQ?

>>27055403
About the same.
MGNQ is actually worth reading, though.

>>27055379

Hahaha did you try playing Iron Hearts? On average 3 turns per thread all during hellish hours of the night.

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>>27055305
>cautious: is there some unpleasant part of this assignment that I don't know about?


Sir Vincent didn't exactly look happy when you mentioned you assignment, so you're starting to feel a bit concerned...
"Is there something about this assignment that I should know about?" you asked, trying not to sound too suspicious.
"It's nothing horrible, son. Just... yeah. The guy who had it before you suddenly quit, so we've been in a bit of a pinch... Sir Gregory himself has been filling in in the meantime, but I'm sure you know how that guy is."

Sir Gregory. You'd only met him a few times in the past during your service, but that man was scary. Not in the same way that Sir Vincent was scary... yeah. Sir Vincent gave the feeling that he'd crush your skull if you crossed him, but Sir Gregory was he kind of guy where you felt like he'd torture you and then slaughter your family while making you watch before finally tossing you into a pit of sharks after it was all done.

Yeah, if this is the kind of assignment that Sir Gregory was only doing under duress, you weren't exactly sure how you yourself would fare.

"Eh, don't worry about it!" Sir Vincent said with a grin. "I can see that you're a man of fortitude so it shouldn't be too rough on you."
"If you say so..."
"Besides, you're a well-mannered guy. That's pretty much requirement number one for this."

Yeah, this is making you feel even more uneasy...

>ask what exactly you're supposed to be doing
>don't rush an explanation, he's trying to ease into it. Whatever "it" is.
>ask why the other guy quit
>[OTHER]

>>27055806
>>don't rush an explanation, he's trying to ease into it. Whatever "it" is.

>>27055806

"So manners are essential assignment, is it a...delicate position?"

>>27055806
>>ask why the other guy quit

>>27055806
>ask what exactly you're supposed to be doing
I think we wanna know what we're going to do before we get thrown into the pit.

>>27055806
>ask why the other guy quit

>>27055909
This, we need to know exactly why we need to be nice and how much of it needs to show.

>writing

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>>27056562
Tie between
>ask why the other guy quit
and
>[OTHER]


Your feeling of unease is growing with each step you take to... wherever it is that you're supposed to be. In order to hopefully get some peace of mind, you turn to Sir Vincent and ask him a question.
"So manners are essential assignment, is it a...delicate position?"
"Delicate..." Sir Vincent places his hand on his chin. "...yes, I suppose you could call it that. If you asked His Majesty, he'd probably say that it was the most delicate position in the entire kingdom."

Wait, really? This assignment is THAT important?

"Manners and poise are essential, you see. You simply won't be able to cut it otherwise. That's why Sir Gregory's standing in instead of a gruff old bastard like me. He can at least FAKE being a polite member of high society... though for how long, I have no idea," he says with a chuckle.
"I... see. So is that why the person before me quit? He lacked... poise?" you ask.
"Well, he HAD poise. But a man can only hold out for so long, and so he eventually crumbled under the pressure. The poor bastard didn't just quit his post, he left the kingdom outright."

WHAT.

"This assignment is THAT bad!?" Your feeling of dread has progressed to mild panic, this is sounding like a really bad idea to be honest.
"Eh, don't sweat it. I heard about what you went through before enlisting and judging from that, you can DEFINITELY handle this. Just be yourself and you'll be fine." he patted your back reassuringly. It felt like he put all of his weight into it.
"Aaaand, we're here."

The two of you stopped in front of an ornate door, Sir Vincent knocked twice, and then rested his hand on your shoulder.


>EXPECT THE WORST
>Caution!
>Take it easy

>>27056870
>>EXPECT THE WORST

After that speech,....yeah...

>>27056870
>Caution!

>>27056870
>Caution!
Well, he seems to believe in us.

>>27056870
>Caution!
we have to guard a princess don't we

>>27056870
>caution!

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>Caution!


Sir Vincent seems to believe that you can handle this task, whatever it is... but you're still on guard. Being cautious never hurt anyone, after all.

Tensing a bit under the weight of Sir Vincent's HEAVY hand, you watch the doorknob turn and open...

...and you are met with Sir Gregory's ever-sullen face.

"Ah. Sir Vincent. And you brought Reinhold with you. Great," he says. As you enter the room, he walks around the two of you and heads right for the door. "Since you're here, that means that it's okay for me to finally not be. Have fun," he said as he walked away, not even bothering to turn around to say goodbye properly.

He certainly seems relieved... but now it's your turn.

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>>27057678
Looking around, you see that this is the front division of a rather large meeting room. There is a table with a teaset and some halfeaten cookies, most likely left by Sir Gregory. You're tempted to pour yourself a cup, but this isn't the time.

"This is Sir Vincent, here to present the acclaimed swordsman Reinhold to his new post!" Sir Vincent said in a loud, booming voice. To be honest, you're impressed.

"Ah, so you're finally here? I've been waiting -quite- a while and Sir Gregory was becoming just insufferable," you heard someone respond with a silvery voice.

And then the owner of said voice stepped into view.

Long, flowing hair, sparkling eyes, a cute face, in a pretty dress... you've been flat-out charmed.

"Reinhold, meet Princess Marianne. Starting today, you'll be acting as her personal guard." Sir Vincent said.


Try to make a good impression with...

>a parlor trick that shows off a bit of your skill to put her at ease. Nothing too fancy, just enough to impress.
>introducing yourself in a super duper gentlemanly fashion. Let's try to be a polite member of high society!
>remembering the teaset that Sir Gregory left on the table, offer her a cup of tea. Chicks like tea, right?

>>27057700
PARLOR TRICKS

show the lady your weapon

>>27054821
>>27057036
You guys called it.

I'm going to go watch Rozen Maiden now, I'll start on the next and final post of the night in a halfhour or so.

>>27057700
Do we know anything about current political situation? This whole deal looks fishy as fuck if we are even a bit smarter than average commoner.

>>27057700
>punt that cunt out the nearest window

but seriously
>remembering the teaset that Sir Gregory left on the table, offer her a cup of tea. Chicks like tea, right?

>>27057700
She's a princess. We're not going to impress her with flashy (and potentially dangerous) sword tricks, embarrassing introductions, or tea.
>Bow formally, tell her we're honoured to meet her, and that we hope to be sufficient for her protection.

>>27057700
tricks would undermine her opinion of us, while bowing would make us appear to be something we are not.
>Offer her a cup of tea

>>27057700
Tea cup.
This shit better be good on the femdom.

>>27057700
>remembering the teaset that Sir Gregory left on the table, offer her a cup of tea. Chicks like tea, right?

Pour it. If she refuses, drink it ourselves.
Since all we had at the army was probably dirty water, and before that, mud with a few pebbles for texture.

Also never pass up a good cup of tea.

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>remembering the teaset that Sir Gregory left on the table, offer her a cup of tea. Chicks like tea, right?


Your first impulse was to bow like a Super Gentleman, but then you remembered that you got laughed at by EVERYONE the last time you did that. And you'd much rather not make a fool of yourself so soon.

Then you remembered that thing that you like to do with a sword and handkerchief to impress people, but a high-class lady like the Princess would probably think of such a thing as boorish and crude. Even though you honestly think it's pretty cool.

Lost as to what to do, you glanced at the table. That's right, the table! Sir Gregory left that teaset and cookies there! While you would never even think of offering anyone Sir Gregory's leftover cookie platter, there are several unused teacups left and the kettle seems to be mostly full. Girls like tea, right? At any rate, it does smell good...

>>27058389
"Pleased to meet you, Princess," you said with a slight bow. Then you headed towards the table and poured a cup of tea, presenting it to her as best you could.

And presenting tea was something that you were QUITE used to doing, as it's a skill that was beaten into you since before you can even remember. So yeah, it was pretty masterful if you do say so yourself.

"...and what is this?" Princess Marianne asked, glancing at the teacup with a frown, then moving her gaze to a soul-piercing stare right at you.
"I thought that maybe you'd like a cup of tea?" you said, trying to mask your nervousness.

Princess Marianne looked once more at the teacup. And then at the table where you retrieved it from. And then back at you.

"That is the tea that Sir Gregory had prepared, is it not?" she asked.
"Er, I believe it is..." you replied.
"And you expect me to drink his leftovers. The leftovers of a man who couldn't even be bothered to say goodbye before leaving his post."
"Um... I'm sorry if I offended you, I didn't mean any-"
"Ugh, and this is the man who Father handpicked to be my personal guard. Wonderful, I have another classless fool to put up with," the Princess said with a deep sigh.

>>27058394
And I've a spoiled stuck up little bitch to not murder in the night, deal with it

>>27058394
Since Princess Marianne clearly had no interest in drinking the tea that you had so kindly poured, you took it upon yourself to drink it yourself before placing the cup back on the table. You hadn't had anything to drink all day, and the tea tasted FAR better than the usual swill that you were used to drinking.

"...and that was?" she asks, glaring at you once again.
"Well, Princess, you made it clear that the tea wasn't to your liking, and I'm not the type to let food or drink go to waste." you say, doing your best not to offend her again.

"Hmph." she says, crossing her arms across her chest. "At least you have some manners. More acceptable than the worm who held your post previously. Or that classless brute Sir Gregory."

Letting out another sigh, she turns around, lowers her head and places her hand to her forehead in exasperation.

"Honestly, I don't understand what Father is thinking..."

>>27058389
>>27058394
Toooold youuuu.

>>27058394
ABORT ABORT

Get kowtowing son

>>27058394
Goddamn, what a tremendous bitch.

Anyways, better not let this tea and cookie go to waste. And should probably mention that we're a bodyguard, not a servant. We're here to stab the people who don't have the patience to put up with her condescending royal ass.

>Guard Rank: ANT
>Congratulations, the Princess isn't completely disgusted with you! You're a lowly Ant, which is one level above Worm!

>Drinking that tea that you poured instead of letting it to to waste caused her to think that you're not -completely- without class.

>She still doesn't like you, though.
>Or see you as an actual person.


Taking questions or whatever for the next tn minutes or so, feel free to ask away if you care to do so.
Also, if someone ould tell me how to archive this thread, that would e apreciated.

>>27058463
>>27058478
I think now would be a good time to point this out;

HEY OP
If you're posting a multi-post update, add (x/y) to the bottom of each post, where x is the current post and y is how many posts you're expecting. Don't worry about getting y wrong, so long as we know there's more posts to come.

>>27058506
I shall keep that in mind for the future. Thanks.

>>27058505
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html
Over on the left, scroll down a bit, 'click here for request interface'. Make sure to tag it as Collective Game, as well as putting in a useful description. The archive will automatically update every 15 minutes until the thread 404's.

>>27058505
We established that we're the best goddamn sword in the land. We can easily best a man in one on one combat.
But unfortunately real life doesn't work like that.

Hows our shieldwork? Our skills with a Javelin? Bow, Axe, Dagger? If we're protecting a VIP we need to learn something more than just sword, we'll need a Dagger so we can sneak in a slash while attacking someone. Fighting dirty allows us to take out targets quickly and get to our real job which is making sure the Royal Bitch of The Land isn't dead.
We should learn how to work with a bow and arrow, or Javelin so we can take out targets as they are coming too us, or take out targets from afar.
Any other weapon skills are boons, as we can always pick up enemy weapons temporarily to fit the tactical situation.

Also what kind of armor are we wearing? We shouldn't be wearing several dozen pounds of plate chainmail armor, if we need to be somewhere quick Platemail will prevent us from doing that.

And sorry, I don't know how to archive. I'm rather newfag.

>>27058554
Forgot to add...
We should probably also learn how to fight against multiple foes, because we're only one guard against how many potential assassins?
Being outnumbered is a guarantee, it's just a question of how outnumbered.

>>27058505
>Taking questions or whatever for the next tn minutes or so, feel free to ask away if you care to do so.
Do we know who might want to kill her? inb4 everyone who ever talked to her
Is there magic in this world?

>>27058554
>Hows our shieldwork?
Reinhold is Sword, not Shield. Though he does know how to make use of one, it's not something that he does regularly.

>Our skills with a Javelin? Bow, Axe
Absolute garbage with the javelin and axe, slightly below average with the bow.

>If we're protecting a VIP we need to learn something more than just sword, we'll need a Dagger so we can sneak in a slash while attacking someone.
Growing up in a cesspool, it was put in his head pretty quickly that carrying a dagger is a Good Thing. Never leave home without it.

>Also what kind of armor are we wearing?
Light plate, he's optimized for movement over defense. Right now he's wearing his military dress uniform, though.

>>27058592
>Do we know who might want to kill her?
The last guy quit because he was seriously starting to want to. Aside from that, it's the usual princess hazards. Potential kidnappers, etc. This is a time of peace, so no open enemies or anything.

At the moment.

>Is there magic in this world?
Yes. Lots of it. Sir Vincent and Sir Gregory can use it, Reinhold can't. At the moment, he is only Sword.

Thread archived, now I sleep.
Next thread is tomorrow afternoon, maybe 4-5ish.

Thanks for playing!

>>27058650
Alright anons, so now we have a whole buncha intel.

Lots of magic means we should probably study up some basic healing. Never know when it'l come in handy.
With the knowledge that magic is common, it's only a matter of time until some kind of Assassin-Mage-MLG-Crouchwalker-Pro comes along and tries to snatch Lady Superior.
What can we do about that?

>>27058721
>What can we do about that?
Either this quest is femdom ERP with no combat, or we have some kind of superpower or ancient prophecy tied to us. Am I missing any other reason some commoner soldier, even if he's good swordsman, is assigned such a mission?

>>27058965
> Am I missing any other reason some commoner soldier, even if he's good swordsman, is assigned such a mission?

We're getting set up to fail, and potentially be a fall guy.

>>27058995
King want to kill princess, huh?