>>29630313
> Who needs talk? You're famished. Just gorge on goat, preferably cooked goat.
Trying to talk will probably make this awkward silence longer. We should just eat and nap, we've killed a lot of shit today.

>>29630313
this isn't the feast we're disenchanting the fake king in, right?
Let's talk to ninlil about the building. Also ask if she's doing any other kinds of training- learning to read, combat, etcetera. We do a lot of that stuff.

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>>29630313
>> Change the subject. Maybe ask Ninlil when she thinks you'll be done with the rebuilding project
While eating less than cooked goat.

>>29630432
I can agree that regardless of our choice, we will also be eating goat.

oh, It's not dinner conversation, but later I want to ask nakurtum how that guy we found turned out. He probably died, but it'd be nice if nakurtum managed to stabilize him.

>>29630313
>> Who needs talk? You're famished. Just gorge on goat, preferably cooked goat.

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>>29630313

While Nakurtum was cleaning your wounds, you asked her about the soldier she saved back outside Turtak. She nods in remembrance. "Oh yeah... He was still breathing when I left him. After that I just got stuck in the city and lost track of him. Maybe the petty-wizards finished the job. Or maybe they, you know, 'finished the job.'"

You look over at Ninlil, who has to sit her lin half down on the floor and bend down whenever she wants some goat, due to her lack of claws. "So, Ninlil, what kinds of stuff do they have you learning? Doesn't seem like I ever see you around."

Ninlil takes a moment to swallow before answering. She leans in close and uses her indoor voice. "they're trying to get me to learn to read and stuff. i won't have any of it. they want to make me a snob like them. they want to make me someone my family won't recognize. i'm still a mason - i'm just a mason who fights monsters sometimes now. i'm still me."

> "You're lucky to still have a family to be proud of. My mom's dead, and I never knew my dad."
> "What?! If I have to learn to read, so do you."

>>29630426
Right. You don't even know if the king accepted that invitation yet.

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>>29630688
>> "What?! If I have to learn to read, so do you."
It won't make you a snob to learn how to read.

Say that while eating a truly prodigious amount of undercooked goat.

>>29630688
[x] You're lucky. Happy family and all. This is pretty much my profession now.

Though you should totally join me sometimes. If not for reading, then to practice fighting. It can be fun, if nobody gets hurt.

>>29630688
>> "What?! If I have to learn to read, so do you."

I think we actually chose to read, and didn't have to.
Though this isn't a vote in either way.

>>29630688
>"Some masons can read. Who do you think carves writing into stone on monuments and tomb walls and stuff? If you learn new skills, you could be an even better mason. I bet that would make your dad even more proud than he is now."

>>29630688
Few get the opportunity to be able to read. Take any advantage you can in this cruel world.

>>29630688
"I'll have to get you to build me a nice and sturdy scorpion cave."

>>29630688
>> "What?! If I have to learn to read, so do you."

Besides, if talking properly is hard for her, at least writing and reading should help her communicate.

>>29630751
>>29630947
I like the suggestions we're balling up here.

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>>29630688
"What?! If I have to learn to read, so do you."
"but... i don't wanna be a priest's stupid scribe..."
"That's not going to happen. Come on, it'll be a lot less boring for me if we do it together. So do it for me?"
"well.. maybe ill try it. it does get kind of dull in here when the only thing to do is hide and avoid lessons."

> Suggest other things she should try to study, besides just strength training, which she's doing a lot of by hauling stone
> Ask her if she's tested the limits of that roar of hers
> Ask Nergal-Edir if he has some raw goat in the kitchens

>>29631011
>> Ask her if she's tested the limits of that roar of hers
Have you gotten the servants to do tricks for you?

>>29631011
>Ask Nergal-Edir if he has some raw goat in the kitchen

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>>29631011
>> Ask her if she's tested the limits of that roar of hers
She gotta practice that skill

>>29631011
>> Ask her if she's tested the limits of that roar of hers

Warcraft might be useful for her, though she seems more of a support type. Maximizing her roar is important.

>>29631011
Or, if you don't want to learn to read, you should at least spend your time doing something other than hiding.
Like learning to carve nice statues! That's something a mason would do, right?

Oh, also, for real, learn to use a shield good. Those things saved me SO many times.

>>29631011
>Suggest other things she should try to study, besides just strength training, which she's doing a lot of by hauling stone
War tactics, religion and weapon training seem to be the things with most pay back

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>>29631011
>Ask her if she's tested the limits of that roar of hers
>Suggest other things she should try to study
I hear painting can be a good way to cope with stress.

>>29631011
> Suggest other things she should try to study, besides just strength training, which she's doing a lot of by hauling stone
> Ask her if she's tested the limits of that roar of hers

"Have you chosen a favorite weapon yet? I'm a spear and shield girl myself. Plus I have my sling (we need a new one of those), what about you?

>Do you wan't to go to the market tomorrow? We could spend the day browsing, just us monstergirld."

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>>29631011
"There's other stuff you should learn that will help you when you have to fight monsters sometimes. Like learning to use a shield. That's saved me a lot," you say.

"makes sense," she admits. "i think nakurtum doesn't like me. the first time she tried to take me out for training, i... kind of yelled at her. since then she's stayed away..."

"I'll sort that out. She's really nice, you'll see. Another thing that'll probably help is that roar you can do. Try to find safe ways to practice that."

"OKAY!" She roars, drawing everyone's attention. She blushes and lowers her voice again. "okay..."

> Spend the next day shopping for cloth and stuff with Ninlil
> Do spear and shield training with her instead
> Get back to your blood magic lessons instead
> Personally deliver the invitation to the 'king'

>>29631247
Why not ask her if she wants to go shopping or do some training? If not, we can deliver shit to the king.

>>29631247
>> Personally deliver the invitation to the 'king'

>>29631247
we're kind of injured, so I suppose we should just go shopping. If she winds up training, we can cheer her from the sidelines a bit.

While we're injured, our training routine should be one of the more scholarly ones we used last time we were injured.
How fullbody is the bandage coverage on a two wound battle?

>>29631247
>Spend the next day shopping for cloth and stuff with Ninlil
We're not exactly in the best shape for training now.

>>29631247
>Spend the next day shopping for cloth and stuff with Ninlil
We just got banged up today. A day of R&R sounds good.

We still need to talk to the Sand Priest about the illusion. Will it be permanent if left alone? Will it have other effects on his mind beyond making him Believe the Lie?

>>29631247
Uh... Did you perhaps yell at her and tell her to stay away? It might have worked.

> Do spear and shield training with her instead

>>29631282
If those are options, she'll probably agree to either
Anyways
>>29631247
>Personally deliver the invitation to the 'king'
Let's get on with it before it spirals out of control

By the way, how exactly popular is Ninlil in Ligish? Hunzuu is sort of "face of the army", if I understand it correctly, so where does Ninlil stand in that respect?

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>>29631247
>> Personally deliver the invitation to the 'king'

>>29631338
She's obviously the voice of the army.

>>29631337
Good question. We should ask her that.

>>29631337
>Uh... Did you perhaps yell at her and tell her to stay away? It might have worked.
Good point. Ask her that.

>>29631338
>Personally deliver the invitation to the 'king'
>Let's get on with it before it spirals out of control
Last thread, there was a sort-of consensus to gather a bit more information before acting.
Although, we should get a move on gathering the info.

>>29631362
>>29631337
this is like, 90% likely to be what happened.

>>29631395
I looked through the archives a bit, and it seems when someone believes the illusion cast on them, it eventually works on ONLY them and nobody else.

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>>29631247
"Uh... Did you perhaps yell at her and tell her to stay away? It might have worked." You ask Ninlil.
"maybe... it was something like that. i was still pretty moody after changing," she answers.

You arrange to go out to the markets with Ninlil. You can get more cloth for Rabi-Tammuz to work with, and you can even introduce her to the closest thing you have to a family back at te poorhouse.

Since he's eating here with you, you take a moment to wipe the grease off your lips and approach the Sand Priest. He grins. "Ah, dear Hunzuu. How can I help the Savior of the City?"

"I told you about how we're going to invite the fake king back here so we can expose him."

"Indeed you did! We will have to see whether he accepts. That will show how much of his mind he has lost."

"I was wondering, what might happen if we just leave the illusion on him?"

"If he's come to believe it, then he will continue to do so even after the spell fades. And being confronted with evidence to the contrary will only make him more unstable. Why, are you thinking that I should refresh the spell instead of bringing it down? Was the previous king really that bad?" He smirks. "What do you know about him?"

> "Just that the real king was weak. This new guy might be an improvement."
> Lie and make up a plausible story about what the king was like when you went to see him.
> Betray the secret of the king's memory problems.

>>29631434
In the worst case, we can still break the king in two. They know not to fuck with this scorpion.

>>29631434
>it seems when someone believes the illusion cast on them, it eventually works on ONLY them and nobody else.
I don't remember mention of any sort of stages of progression.

Sometimes you Believe the Lie.
Sometimes ONLY you Believe the Lie.

But I don't remember anything about one leading to the other.
Not that it matters. We can take five minutes to speak with the Sand Priest after dinner and get the facts. Once we know what we're dealing with, we can make some better informed decisions.

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>>29631523
I swore secrecy and cannot tell you.

>>29631523
>> "Just that the real king was weak and can't pay attention. This new guy might be an improvement."

>>29631523
The old king might have been week, but he and his advisors had the cities best interests in mind. This new one seems power hungry, and I don't trust him.

>>29631523
"Um er uh, let's not talk about this any more. Breaking the spell will be fine."

I think having a council of advisors is just as good as having a charioteer king. Maybe better.

>>29631581 here
>>29631571
Also this.

>>29631523
>"What do you know about him?"
>"More than you think but less than you'd hope." Dodge the question

>>29631523
>"Just that the real king was weak. He kind of let the city go to hell before you made me. This new guy might be an improvement."

If the spell's going to fade, looks like we have to fix the problem. We'll invite him to dinner and have the spell removed.

>>29631639
I think your vote is sort of the opposite of what you said.

>>29631571
Don't TELL him we have juicy secrets. He'll just snoop and question until he finds them.

Just keep the secret without telling him about it.

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>>29631523
"Not much, really. Never mind. Breaking the spell will be fine. I'm just curious about how sand magic works. You know, 'cause you never taught me any."

That makes the Sand Priest laugh. "You're an ambitious one! That's good, but be careful. Stick to your little blood spells for now. It's safer, if only because the price you pay for it is usually taken from someone else."

> Ask the Blood Priest if he has any fresh blood handy to heal you with. It'll almost certainly exhaust you for a day, but after that you'll be back in peak condition
> Just let yourself heal naturally and go shopping as planned

>>29631747
>> Just let yourself heal naturally and go shopping as planned

>>29631523
>I prefer the real king, but I don't think either of them can be trusted to run the city as they are

>>29631664
>Green text is the reasoning behind the question. The poor brain-damaged bastard kind of let things go to hell. If the spell were permanent, I might have voted to keep him.

Black text is my vote for action now that we learned the spell isn't permanent. If we don't fix this in a controlled manner and the spell fades on its own at the wrong moment.....

>>29631747
> Just let yourself heal naturally and go shopping as planned
also, "Hey, I've used my own blood before. I've got a lot of blood!"

>>29631747
>Just let yourself heal naturally and go shopping as planned
We have to spend some time doing things that aren't fighting, preparing for fighting or recovering from fighting.

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>>29631747
>> Just let yourself heal naturally and go shopping as planned
Naturally.

>>29631823
For the first time in... since the quest started, we aren't being menaced by an impending war or ghosts.
We've got some leisure time!
That'll end when the greater blight demon the weird guy warned us about shows up, but that could take years.

Well, and we've got to fight off blight demons around harvest time to prevent them from fucking with the harvest.

>Giant scorpion woman and giant lioness walking through the city streets
Man, everyone is going to be shitting bricks.

>>29631906
well, they've sort of gotten used to us walking around and doing temple functions. And we've gone shopping once before.

>>29631881
>Well, and we've got to fight off blight demons around harvest time to prevent them from fucking with the harvest.
We should ask when the harvest is.

>>29631881
It'd be nice if Hunzuu realised that all of a sudden and began celebrating.

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>>29631747
You do not ask for healing from the Blood Priest, and he does not seem to offer it. He looks busy discussing business matters with the Rain Priest.

You retire from the feast and sneak Mr. Clicks a honeyed locust. You feel a small twinge of guilt when you realize that if you'd died in the catacombs, Mr. Clicks would be orphaned. You want to be a better mother to Mr. Clicks than your own mother was to you. Proud of your discovery, you explain it to Ninlil. She answers, "oh, yeah, i'd do that all the time. every kid with two parents learns that trick." That makes you a little sad. But at least you have a day of relative peace and quiet, some disposable wealth, and a friend by your side.

The next day, you find Ninlil and ask Dadanum and the guards to open the gates from the pyramid out into the city. At this point each guard either respects or fears you too much to refuse such reasonable requests. You've asked the Gold Priest for some walking-around money. You've learned the trick of never asking the same priest twice in a row when you need some small material favor, so each one doesn't know what the others are giving you.

> Try to get Ninlil to agree to have a pretty dress made for her by your creepy slave tailor
> Just buy more cloth for yourself.
> Visit the new leader of the Archers for fashion advice
> Look for something else to buy

>>29632051

Ahh, I got part of that out of order:

You've asked the Gold Priest for some walking-around money. You've learned the trick of never asking the same priest twice in a row when you need some small material favor, so each one doesn't know what the others are giving you. Proud of your discovery, you explain it to Ninlil. She answers, "oh, yeah, i'd do that all the time. every kid with two parents learns that trick." That makes you a little sad. But at least you have a day of relative peace and quiet, some disposable wealth, and a friend by your side.

>>29632051
>> Try to get Ninlil to agree to have a pretty dress made for her by your creepy slave tailor

>>29632051
>> Try to get Ninlil to agree to have a pretty dress made for her by your creepy slave tailor
Also, let's purchase some (hopefully pre-killed) scorpions for the tailor to work on, it's been on my to-do list for a while.
And while I like the new leader guy of the archers, his advise sort of doesn't work for us since all the bright colors have been bogarted by those damn priests.

>>29632051
>Look for something else to buy
Let's just browse for now. We might get more cloth and have dresses made, but let's see what else is around.

>>29632051
>> Try to get Ninlil to agree to have a pretty dress made for her by your creepy slave tailor
>> Visit the new leader of the Archers for fashion advice
Sounds good.

>>29632074
Oh, that makes a lot more sense.

>>29632142
browsing isn't that bad of an idea. Go find some fruit that we still like.

Rolled 50

>>29632051
>> Try to get Ninlil to agree to have a pretty dress made for her by your creepy slave tailor

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>>29632051
You spend some time just looking around and politely navigating the crowds of interested onlookers. As usual, some of them have questions or pleas to shout out to you: "Lady Scorpion, when are we gong to hang the prince of Turtak? I want revenge for my husband!" "Lady Scorpion, will there still be a famine?" "Lady Scorpion, is it true that more cities are spawning monsters?" "Lady Scorpion, do me the honor of selling a cup of your poison!" Ignoring then, you bend down to a market stall and buy some fresh figs to see if your scorpion body will tolerate them. You also find a small bundle of whole dried scorpions for sale, for what purpose you cannot guess. No live scorpions are for sale that you can see, and that's probably for the best.

You get all excited when you see the place where you bought black cloth before. "Ooh! Ninlil, let's make you a dress! It'll be amazing!"
Ninlil is hesitant. "what... like a fancy dress? i don't think i want to. i'll just wear something simple."
"Pleeeease? You can be a monster and still be really pretty. I found that out when-"
"I SAID NO!" Her roar turns everyone's heads.

> Buy cloth to make her something plain.
> Say you'll make her something plain, but secretly plan to have Rabi-Tammuz make something opulent with a long train, fringes, and gem settings
> This time buy things in colors other than black

>>29632394
> Buy cloth to make her something plain.
Pout while your at it.

>>29632394
>> This time buy things in colors other than black

Like Slightly Brighter Black

>>29632394
Let's just buy some simple cloth.
All we need to do now is figure our how to assume direct control of scorpions, take her measurements when she's sleeping via Mr.Clicks, and have a dress made for her, whether she likes it or not.

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>>29632394
[x]okay
> Buy cloth to make her something plain.

The only other color I can think of that will go well with our color is green, so maybe let's get some green.

>>29632394
>Buy cloth to make her something plain.
Clearly, fancy dresses just aren't her style. Let's not make her uncomfortable.

>>29632394
>"We're gonna talk about this later"
>Buy cloth to make her something plain.

>>29632394
Pout at her.
But don't push the point.

In near future we should visit Turtak. For whatever political reasons, but mainly to deliver lizard-waifu's last words

man, the only one of our friends who's into pretty dresses is tabni-ninsun. Oh well.
>>29632586
We've got an appointment to visit them in a year, but it'd be nice to visit them earlier.

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>>29632394
You pout a little. "Fine, we'll just make you a dress like anybody would wear. Nothing crazy on it."

The clerk is pleased to see you again, even though you never did send anybody else from the pyramid his way. He gives you what you suspect is an exorbitant discount on bolts of black, grey, and green cloth. You wrap together all the stuff you've bought in a bundle and hold it in your claws.

> Anything else you want to buy while you still have coin to your name?
> Just explore the city

>>29632626
let's get us and ninlil some kind of food-on-a-stick, and then explore the city.
Perhaps some sweets for the next time we visit the orphanage.
Maybe a bangle for our tail, but we've already got a crown for that, so it's very low priority.

>>29632626
>Just explore the city
At some point ask Ninlil to yell "THROW YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR LIKE YOU JUST DON'T CARE." and watch what happens

>>29632626
>Just explore the city
Let's wander for a bit. See if we find anything good.

>>29632626
See if there's a good spear shop.

Rolled 10

>>29632626
>> Anything else you want to buy while you still have coin to your name?
Try to find a fancy restaurant and have tea with ninlil.

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>>29632626
You find some street vendors selling pieces of goat on a stick - or at least you hope it's goat. But whatever, you've eaten raw giant maggot, so it's all uphill from there. A boy sells some to you and Ninlil and asks you to bless him.

You and Ninlil explore the streets. Some territory Ninlil knows better than you, and sometimes it's the other way around, so you take turns leading each other around and showing off your favorite landmarks.

Suddenly, you heard the sounds of a struggle in the second floor of a building. A man is propelled backward out of a window and crashes through an awning to the ground. The front door is just barely big enough for you or Ninlil to squeeze through.

> Crawl in and give someone a stern talking-to
> Let Ninlil try to resolve the situation

>>29632861
>> Crawl in and give someone a stern talking-to

>>29632861
>Let Ninlil try to resolve the situation
Tell her to make everyone come out of the building

>>29632861
ask the guy on the ground what the heck is going on.

After that, it doesn't really matter which of us goes in to stop the situation, as long as the other stands out here waiting to catch falling folk.

Rolled 14

>>29632861
>> Crawl in and give someone a stern talking-to
SCORPION SURPRISE!

>>29632861
>Let Ninlil try to resolve the situation
Ask her to tell them to STOP FIGHTING AND COME OUTSIDE!

>then give someone a stern talking-to

we seem to be at a deadlock.
I'm gonna vote for trying to deal with it from outside, just to prevent property damage.

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>>29632861
You ask the fallen man what's going on. His mouth is bleeding, and his leg might be broken, but he points up to the window as he untangles himself from the awning. "Mm mnnnphtmmpt!"

You say as you lay down your bundle, "Wait here, Ninlil, and catch anyone else who comes out. I'm going in there."
"okay..."

As you squeeze through the doorway and try to navigate a hallway that clearly wasn't made for giant scorpions, you hear more sounds of things falling over and breaking upstairs. Ninlil Roars to them, "HEY!!! YOU UP THERE! STOP FIGHTING AND GET OUT HERE RIGHT NOW!!!"

So, as you're crawling up the stairs, you intercept some bruised, red-eyed men coming down.

> Grin and wave to them. "Hi! My name's Hunzuu, what's yours?"
> Hiss at them and make a snip-snip gesture with your claws
> Try to grab them and pull them out without killing them. Roll 4d6.

>>29633161
> Grin and wave to them. "Hi! My name's Hunzuu, what's yours?"
> Try to grab them and pull them out without killing them. Roll 4d6.

>>29633161
> Grin and wave to them. "Hi! My name's Hunzuu, what's yours?"

And then clear out backwards awkwardly to let them out, because we can't fit in here.

Rolled 82

>>29633161
>> Grin and wave to them. "Hi! My name's Hunzuu, what's yours?"

Rolled 6, 2, 4, 4 = 16

>>29633204
Forgot my dice

>>29633254
hot shit. Well, if we're pulling them out, it probably works.

>>29633161
>try to press up against the wall so they can get past

>>29633161
>"Hi! My name's Hunzuu, let's go outside and sort this out."

I don't think we need to try and grab them or anything. Just escort them out. It's not like they'd be dumb enough to try and resist us.

>>29633323
This

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>>29633161
You wave to them with a hand and a claw at the same time. "Hi! My name's Hunzuu, what's yours?"

They immediately turn tail and flee back up the stairs in terror as you withdraw. Ninlil sees them in the window again and roars back to them. "HEY!!! WHAT DID I JUST SAY?! GET OUT HERE!"
"But the way is blocked by a - "
"NOW!!!"

Two of them try the stairs again and make it out successfully. The third one drops himself down from the window and falls to the hard ground. They all look rather drunk.

> "Now, what's all this about? Why were you fighting in my city?"
> "I don't even want to hear your side of the story. You're all disgraces to Ligish and you must pay a penalty."

>>29633358
>"Now, what's all this about? Why were you fighting in my city?"
>One of you who can talk this time, this guy broke his teeth in the fall and I couldn't understand a word he said

I'm going to assume the guy who fell is fine.

Rolled 50

>>29633358
>> "Now, what's all this about? Why were you fighting in my city?"

>>29633358
>> "Now, what's all this about? Why were you fighting in my city?"

Rolled 1, 1, 2, 1 = 5

>>29633358
> "Now, what's all this about? Why were you fighting in my city?"
Specifically: "Why did you injure this man?"

>>29633358
>"Now, what's all this about? Why were you fighting in my city?"

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>>29633358

You fold your arms. You try to fold your claws, but it doesn't quite work. "Now, what's all this about? Why were you fighting in my city?"

The men immediately start pointing fingers and accusing each other. The one who had a pot broken over his back, if the cuts in his flesh are any indication, points to the one who was pushed out a window. "When that one drinks, he tells lies and starts fights! He tried to put a curse on me!"
The man who dropped himself out the window chimes in. "But only because you insulted the king. You were both wrong! You're always wrong."
The one with the broken teeth crawls toward your bundle to inspect it. Maybe he thinks there's more alcohol in there.

> Turn them in to the king's dungeon
> Tell them to make up and stop getting drunk in the middle of the day and fighting
> Ask them what they were doing up there together if they hate each other so much
> Have Ninlil continue testing her roar on them

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>>29633684
>> Ask them what they were doing up there together if they hate each other so much
Logic scorpion strikes again.

>>29633684
> Tell them to make up and stop getting drunk in the middle of the day and fighting
> Ask them what they were doing up there together if they hate each other so much
>Hey! You there! Don't get into that bundle it's full of deadly scorpions!

>>29633684
>> Ask them what they were doing up there together if they hate each other so much
This seems like the perfect thing for a loli scorpion girl to ask.

>>29633684
>Have Ninlil continue testing her roar on them
Whisper to her, tell her to order them to TAKE YOUR INJURED FRIEND AND GET HIM FIXED UP. BEHAVE YOURSELVES. STOP GETTING TOO DRUNK AND FIGHTING LIKE THIS!

Just some idiots getting drunk and fighting. Tell them to behave and send them on their way.

>>29633684
>> Have Ninlil continue testing her roar on them
TELL THE TRUTH

Opportunity!

>>29633684
>Ask them what they were doing up there together if they hate each other so much
Child's innocence ahoy!

>>29633717
This and
>>29633781

>>29633766
Also Throw the broken teeth dude into the huddle with the others.

>>29633684
>have Ninlil use her roar to tell them them to make up and stop getting drunk in the middle of the day and fighting

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>>29633684
You try to sort out their conflicting stories and accusations. "What were you all doing up there if you hate each other so much?"

They look at each other like they'd never heard it like that before. "We don't hate each other. Do we?"
"I fuckin' hate *you.* He's all right. Actually no, fuck him, too."
Ninlil interrupts them. "WHY WERE YOU THERE? TELL THE TRUTH!"
The two who can speak stammer and both try to answer at once. "We work together! We were supposed to be painting the walls. We got part of it done..."

> Report this to make sure they pay for the damage they did.
> Just let Ninlil roar at them to get their act together and be on your way

>>29633949
>Just let Ninlil roar at them to get their act together and be on your way

It's not nice to break windows. Or fight.

Rolled 77

>>29633949
>> Just let Ninlil roar at them to get their act together and be on your way

>>29633949
>Just let Ninlil roar at them to get their act together and be on your way

>>29633949
>just let Nilnil roar at them to stop sucking

>try to cross scorpion claws
>prove unable
Oh hunzuu, you'll never be able to emote properly with those things.

>>29633949
Tell them to get their act together ourselves.
Also demand they give you what's left of the alcohol.

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>>29633949
Ninlil approaches them with a frown. "GO GET HELP FOR YOUR FRIEND THERE. STOP DRINKING AND FIGHTING ON THE JOB. AND STOP BREAKING OTHER PEOPLE'S STUFF! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!"

"Yes, uh, Lady Lioness..." He's not sure what to call her, it seems.

You get another idea. "And give me the rest of what you were drinking." Though your voice doesn't have the same influence over the weak-minded, they bring you what's left of their wineskins.

> Destroy the skins as they watch
> Pour them out later in remembrance of Soul-of-Lightning. Hope that he's doing well.
> Keep them. Maybe you'll want to try some later.

>>29634229
>Pour them out later in remembrance of Soul-of-Lightning. Hope that he's doing well.
I hope we don't make a habit of enforcing laws through mind control.

>>29634229
> Pour them out later in remembrance of Soul-of-Lightning. Hope that he's doing well.
He'd like that.

>>29634229
we'll add it to the pile of things we're burning/pouring out to remember our various friends and enemies.
Gotta do them sacrifices. Food and booze. Good stuff.
>>29634269
Yeah, let's not get into that habit. Though I don't mind using word of command to tell people to do something vague, like getting their act together.

As long as that doesn't force them to then become a traveling circus routine.

Rolled 20

>>29634229
>> Pour them out later in remembrance of Soul-of-Lightning. Hope that he's doing well.

>>29634229
>pour em out
If we ever wanna try some we can do it at a feast or something

no need to try from a peasants wineskin

>>29634229
>> Pour them out later in remembrance of Soul-of-Lightning. Hope that he's doing well.
Does this mean keep them or drink them later?
Anyway, this option.

>>29634229
>Pour them out later in remembrance of Soul-of-Lightning. Hope that he's doing well.
In memory of some other people too maybe.

>>29634343
I think it means pour-it-out-off-a-cliff-backed-by-a-sunset. Like one tends to do when remembering old friends in a poignant manner.

>>29634373
did... did soul of lightning die and I managed to miss it?

>>29634391
nah, he's just gone off to the other city.

Which is why I say we pour it out for some other people too. Like the ones that DID die.

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>>29634229
You take the wineskins with you as you and Ninlil depart the scene, every face now looking out at you from the alleys and high windows. Drink disgusts you, but it makes you think of Soul-of-Lightning, so you decide to pour it all out on a patch of dry earth with something resembling solemnity. You wonder how he's doing with his people in Turtak. He promised that he'd try to come back and bring some more centaurs with him. You hope it's true.

> See if there are any places that sells arms and armor
> Show Ninlil the poorhouse where you came from
> Visit the palace to see if they got the invitation
> Go home and put your creepy tailor slave to work on those dresses

Rolled 46

>>29634437
>> See if there are any places that sells arms and armor

>>29634437
>Show Ninlil the poorhouse where you came from

>>29634437
>Show Nilnil the poorhouse

>>29634437
Let's visit the orphans. We already know a good armorer.

>>29634437
>> See if there are any places that sells arms and armor
We need a new shield, don't we? And a good spear

>>29634437
>> Show Ninlil the poorhouse where you came from

>>29634437
>Show Ninlil the poorhouse where you came from
Ninlil is more cuddly than we are. Maybe she can bring some of the younger kids out of their shells. Get them used to monstergirls.

Also, now that we have a bit less on our plate, maybe we can sort out the grey kid.

>>29634502
>>29634461
They pyramid has armourers. We can order and weapons we want.

>>29634437
>> Visit the palace to see if they got the invitation

We already have an armorer who knows about making stuff for mosnters now.

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>>29634437
You bring Ninlil in to visit the poorhouse. She looks less than impressed. "You came from here? I mean, I knew you came from nothing, but this is almost less than nothing..."

You take her accidental insult in stride as you rap on the door with your claw. The children still don't like the look of two huge shapes at the door, but Meluku and the nursemaids recognize you and let you squeeze into the door.

> Tell the children to come pet the big kitty
> See if that slave from the Footmen has any news about them and their new commander
> Tell Meluku that you're ready to take him to the pyramid for study

>>29634651
>> See if that slave from the Footmen has any news about them and their new commander

Politics!

>>29634651
>Tell the children to come pet the big kitty
Plan: acclimate children to giant monsters is go!
I wouldn't mind taking meluku to study for a day either, but we didn't ACTUALLY ask the priests if they had time, which we said we were going to do.

Rolled 11

>>29634651
>> Tell the children to come pet the big kitty

>>29634651
>tell kids to come pet the kitty
while they're having fun check with footman slave

>>29634651
This is... not the best place to take friends.

> See if that slave from the Footmen has any news about them and their new commander

>>29634651
>Tell the children to come pet the big kitty

>>29634698
Second. We should at least mention it to them before we show up at the door with him.

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>>29634651
"Hey, kids! It's me, Hunzuu. I know you don't like me because I'm a big scorpion, but look, I brought a friend this time! This is Ninlil. See, she's sort of like a giant kitty. Kitties aren't scary, are they?"

Meluku and the other children gradually peek out from their hiding places to inspect Ninlil. There's a six-year-old that you don't recognize among the younger children. Must be newly orphaned. Life sucks sometimes.

You ask their newest nursemaid, the one sent by the Footmen, if you've heard anything about their new commander, Gemet. She nods, recognizing the name. "Gemet? Yeah, I suppose he'd be next in line now that the old man finally got his throat cut. He's all right. When he was a recruit, he complained that someone scratched his good shield, and ever since people have called him vain. He might do a good job, though. Can read, comes from a good family. Doesn't hold grudges like the old man. He still has a dark streak, though. Too much disrespect will do that to you."

"Have you heard anything from Ettu? Is her marriage a happy one?"

"Haven't heard anything. So I guess no news is good news."

You look back to see that some of the braver children are petting Ninlil's golden fur and poking at her paws to try to make her retractable claws come out. She protests in a whisper, "hey, that doesn't feel so good..."

> Bring Meluku back to the pyramid anyway
> Say the priests still aren't ready for him
> Give them the rest of your walking-around money

>>29634929
>Give them the rest of your walking-around money
We should spend some of our time doing an employment once we're healed. So we can buy things without having to beg off the priests.

Also, poor ninlil getting her claws poked.

>>29633684
Donate money, get the kids off of Ninlil before she roars, and tell Meluku we'll bring him in soonish.

>>29634929
>> Say the priests still aren't ready for him
Let's not give away our money and foster beggars harassing us all the time when we're trying to get shit done.

>>29634929
>> Bring Meluku back to the pyramid anyway

>>29634929
>Give them the rest of your walking-around money
It's nice to do a little to help the orphans.

Tell Meluku we'll take him to the pyramid as soon as the Priests are free if he still wants to go. We'll probably be back in the next few days.

>>29634929
>> Give them the rest of your walking-around money

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>>29634929
"The priests still aren't ready for Meluku. You'll just have to keep him away from all other magicians until they're ready. Here, maybe this will help."

You pass her the rest of your coins, and she expresses appropriate gratitude. "Oh, thank you! The landlord helps when he can, but things are always tight. Good to know we're getting something in return for, you know, watching your magic children."

You nod. "Yeah, I'm surprised the king didn't take in Meluku himself."
"They brought me to him, but the king wasn't interested. He said put me back wherever I came from," Meluku says. "I'll go with you some day, Hunzuu. I'll show the king that I'm special! Then he'll see!"

> "Being special isn't all it's made out to be, Meluku. Enjoy a relatively normal life while you can."
> "Kullaa says you might have the potential to be anything. That means you could be more powerful than me. Neat, huh?"

Rolled 73

>>29635159
>> "Kullaa says you might have the potential to be anything. That means you could be more powerful than me. Neat, huh?"

>>29635159
>Being special isn't all it's made out to be, Meluku. Enjoy a relatively normal life while you can.
Sometimes being special means never being able to have those things everyone else around you takes for granted.

>>29635159
>> "Being special isn't all it's made out to be, Meluku. Enjoy a relatively normal life while you can."

Do not encourage him to become arrogant. No one is supposed to be stronger than hunzuu.

No one.

>>29635159
Well, that was rude of the king. I'm sure you'll show everyone how great you are one day.
Until then, though, enjoy a life of peace. Play some games. I can't play hide and seek any more, I lose -every- time.

>>29635229
I don't really mind hunzuu getting eclipsed in STRONK. Ninlil might very well do it, being a lion and also larger than us.

We've got poison, durability, and rending claws though, which is almost as good as being the strongest.

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>>29635159
"Being special isn't all it's made out to be, Meluku. Enjoy a relatively normal life while you can. Play some games or something. I can't play hide-and-seek anymore. I lose every time." That makes Meluku laugh, although technically it's not true. You have shown that you can be quite stealthy when need demands it.

Ninlil needs some help getting children off her back before you're ready to go. They seem to regard her as an interesting amusement, though they have nowhere near the amount of affection for her that they had for Kullaa for some reason.

It'll be a couple more months before harvest time. You hope that nothing endangers the city at least until then.

> Give Rabi-Tammuz a sewing project to work on while he's studying dead scorpions
> Give the armorer an armoring project to work on
> Decide the fields of learning and training that you want to focus on

>>29635525
>Give the armorer an armoring project to work on
Nothing much really, just fixing up our armor from all those cuts we put into it, and fixing or getting us a new shield.

After that it's back to our training routine and trying to figure out Kullaa's CHILD CARE SECRETS.

>>29635525
>> Give the armorer an armoring project to work on
>> Decide the fields of learning and training that you want to focus on

We will need the armor soon. I can feel it.

To study. Hmm...

Warcraft: 3
Blood magic: 3
Religion: 3
Reading: 1

We are already doing a lot of physical activity to train the body.

>>29635525
can't think of any projects

double down on our literacy, I really want to finish that up

Rolled 32

>>29635525
>> Give Rabi-Tammuz a sewing project to work on while he's studying dead scorpions
Sexy dress for Ninli

> Give the armorer an armoring project to work on
Fix up our armor, improve the fit and make us a new shield.
Possibly a claw mounted shield too.

> Decide the fields of learning and training that you want to focus on

Warfare, single melee combat, multiple opponents combat

>>29635525
I want a barbed spear with a mighty long chain behind it. The chain should attach to our armour's midsection, or maybe the front, so we can pull down flying foes.

>>29635603 Here. Forgot a line.


> Give Rabi-Tammuz a sewing project to work on while he's studying dead scorpions
>Something to make hunzuu seem more mature and either dangerous or regal.

>>29635525
>>29635603
Eh, I think we should plug away more into ettiquite and reading.

I'd revise that to like,
Warcraft: 3
Blood magic: 2
Religion: 2
Reading: 2
Ettiquite: 1

myself.

>>29635663
this is a good idea. Get ourselves a stinger for people we can't reach.
Make sure there's a latch or something though so we don't get attacked to a giant worm and then road hauled.

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>>29635525
>Here's something like the average of what people want. Last chance to make changes:

Warcraft: 3
Blood Magic: 2
Weapons Training: 2
Literacy: 3

Armorer: repair your armor, make a barbed spear with a tether
Tailor: Make something sexy for Ninlil while still trying to skirt around the edge of her request for something simple

Also:
> Wait until your wounds are healed to resume physical training.
> Push yourself right away. Roll 4d6.

>>29635798
get some religion and maybe ettiquite in there, and we're good.

Also, let's relax and wait until the wounds are healed to resume physical training. Maybe that's where we'll fit the religion and manners.

Rolled 3, 5, 1, 3 = 12

>>29635798
>> Push yourself right away. Roll 4d6.
YOLO

>>29635817
>>29635828
apparently it's a tough decision.

>>29635798
>> Wait until your wounds are healed to resume physical training.

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>>29635798
You decide to stick to light work until the horrible gouges on your back close up. The next day, when you and Ninlil go back to helping rebuild the temple to Shamash, you carry only light loads in your claws - or loads you consider to be light, anyway. You resolve to learn to read as quickly as possible, receiving lessons both from the Rain Priest and from Tabni-Ninsun's eunuchs, and bringing Ninlil along with you each time.

After you're done cleaning yourself up from work at the temple, you hear that the king has agreed to come to the Pyramid to feast again the next day. After all, he went to the pyramid to be glamered the first time, supposedly to feast and pray, so he can't refuse another invitation to do the same thing without losing face. That's assuming that he even remembers that he's not himself.

> Make any preparations you'd like for the feast
> Tell Dadanum and all the other guards the truth about the kin, just in case the priests didn't tell them.
> Talk Nakurtum and Ninlil into dressing pretty. This feast must be an elegantly-dressed monster mash.
> Let them dress however they want or stay out of the way, whatever they want

>>29636162
ELEGANTLY DRESSED MONSTER MASH

>>29636162
> Let them dress however they want or stay out of the way, whatever they want
We can't keep forcing 'em to interact. Just, you know, hope they do.

There's no real preperations we have to make. Just make sure the charioteer isn't hung for fucking up on the sand magic thing, because honestly this is a known hazard of sand magic and was part of the deal.

>>29636162
>Get ready for clipping heads off.
>receive the king in armored glory and respectful reverency...for now.

Rolled 6, 4, 6, 5 = 21

>>29636162
>> Let them dress however they want or stay out of the way, whatever they want

>>29636234
I am very tempted towards the monster mash, but I don't like trying to force our friends to do things they are uncomfortable with.
Augh! Decisions!

>>29636279
we're not forcing them, we're talking them into it

>>29636310
well, I don't mind just asking them. Let's not abuse the sad scorpion eyes though.

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>>29636162
You wear your best black dress, the one with the long train that lies atop your scorpion half. It always makes you feel very grown-up. You add some jewelry to go with it - except your crown. That seems like it'd be a bad idea.

Left to their own devices, Nakurtum shows up in polished bronze armor, leaning on her favorite giant axe while awaiting the king. NinlilWears the dress she was first given upon transformation - a plain white affair made for a human woman. She keeps her distance behind a mass of guards and servants, as though she really were still just a humble mason. So the audience entertaining the "king" as he ascends the great stairs into the pyramid is still a monster mash - just sort of a mismatched monster mash.

> Ask to join the king when he enters the roomful of shrines to the gods. You like to pray too, especially since the gods saved your ass.
> Don't make this any more awkward than it has to be. Wait for the Sand Priest's signal.

>>29636403
> Don't make this any more awkward than it has to be. Wait for the Sand Priest's signal.

Rolled 5, 2, 5, 4 = 16

>>29636403
> Don't make this any more awkward than it has to be. Wait for the Sand Priest's signal.

>>29636403
Wait, what signal? I figure she'd just do her thing when she's ready.

Whatever, we'll pray later. Sorry about this fake king, s'for your own good. Assuming nobody freaks out.

>>29636403
>> Don't make this any more awkward than it has to be. Wait for the Sand Priest's signal.
Whisper a prayer to Ninurtra. That the King has the honour to step down without trouble.

>>29636479
good plan. Work that god honor.

>>29636403
>> Ask to join the king when he enters the roomful of shrines to the gods. You like to pray too, especially since the gods saved your ass.

FAVOR OF THE GODS. ALl the time.

We need to prey for the death goddess too, and could even get something useful out of the king.

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>>29636403
The king looks quite opulent in his jeweled bronze armor, and he's all smiles and courtesy as he goes with his large contingent of guards into the hall of shrines. You pray to Ninurta that he'll be able to step down gracefully.

The feast hall is arranged so that you and Ninlil have a special Monsters' Table set aside from the king and all the other humans. Thankfully, Nergal-Edir has more people than usual to assist him in serving the extravagant feast afterward. The poor hunchback has kind of been run ragged lately. As you wait for the king to be offered a portion of every dish before waving it away to be passed on, you overhear some acolytes gossiping with the king's retainers about how Ligish still doesn't have control over the dig site, which explains why new relics haven't been coming in for a few days. Either Turtak or some other power has driven away the contingent of guards and Archers that were holding it for Ligish. There's talk among the Charioteers and the priests alike about looking for more ruins, but nobody's entirely sure where to look.

The king carves off a little meat from a large pile of roasted goat legs that was probably intended for you and Ninlil, then waves it away. The Sand Priest is the one to pass it back to the monsters' table. He looks at you slyly, then back at the king. "Now? Men are at their weakest when they're eating or fucking."

> "You know best. Want me to guard the exits?"
> "See if you can get him alone, maybe?"
> "Wait till the feast is over. I don't want to fight on an empty stomach."

>>29636738
>You know best, want me to guard the exits?

>>29636738
I do hope we're not fighting.
> "You know best. Want me to guard the exits?"
"Though, uh, try to keep the fighting away from the food, it would be a waste."

Rolled 1, 3, 3, 4 = 11

>>29636738
>> "You know best. Want me to guard the exits?"

>>29636738
Well he's unlikely to be fucking, unless he has a thing for young acolytes.
> "You know best. Want me to guard the exits?"
If he contests, be ready to accuse him of being an imposter.

>>29636838
Sconding

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>>29636738
"You know best. Want me to guard the exits?"
"If you would. Discreetly."

You arise and head toward the archway leading to the ramp to the ritual chamber and the other rooms on this level. It's hard to skitter around some of the feasters, but everyone assumes you mean no harm. You're Savior of the City, after all.

You see the Sand Priest take a small handful of something out of an inner pocket of his robes and approach the other side of the king's table. He bows. "Your Majesty, it is always an honor to receive you. I would like to repay the debt we owe you from the last time you came to pray here."

The king looks like he's not sure what the Sand Priest means, but has decided to politely fake his way through it. "Oh! Yes, of course. No need, though. Men as important and blessed as we don't need to count what we owe each other, though. We can simply call it an exchange of gifts."

"Then here is my gift to you..." The Sand Priest opens his hand and blows black sand at the king. Immediately panic breaks out. One side's guards try to get past the other side's guards. Weapons are drawn. The king's kingly appearance melts away to reveal a more angular face with no beard. He shouts in outrage. "What is this insult? We're getting out of here!"

> Roll 4d6 to start pulling guards apart, either apart from each other or limb from limb
> Speak up, maybe hissing loudly to get their attention

>>29637046
>Shout IMPOSTER!
Hopefully all the guards will notice, and some of the kings guards will help arrest him.

Rolled 5, 6, 2, 3 = 16

>>29637046
> Speak up, maybe hissing loudly to get their attention

>>29637046
It becomes readily apparent that the thing I forgot for this feast was a MIRROR. Jeez.

Let's interpose ourselves between guards and hiss. No fighting. Guards, this is magic stuff going on, don't mind it.

>>29637046
>Speak up
He was never the true king, magic has revealed the illusion with which he fooled us!

>>29637046

>>Speak up and Hiss, to draw some attention.

>>29637106
Good mirrors are probably rare in this setting, if I know my history I probably don't.

>>29637137
yeah. It's a trouble now that I think about it.
Anyways, we just need to tell everyone to settle down, that guy was a body double who forgot he was a double. It happens. No biggie.

>>29637202
I'm not so sure we should downplay it. This is a good chance to garner a lot of favour. Both with the powers that be, because we returned the advisors their positions, and also with the people, because we saved the city from a corrupt fake king.

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>>29637046
You climb over a table, knocking it over as you go, to get into the middle of the room. You let out a sharp, stinging hiss that echoes through half the pyramid. "STOP!!! This king is an impostor. We made him to lead our city in the war, but now he's forgotten!"

The "king" feels at his face and his missing beard. "Lies! This face is the illusion! You won't be taken in by this scheming villain! Men, seize him!"

> Try to think of evidence to the contrary
> Start pulling the weapons away from anyone who tries to start shit. Roll 4d6.

>>29637137
They're not good enough at glass-making yet to make lenses or sheets of glass good enough to make mirrors with. There are polished metal mirrors with no glass over them, but they kind of suck.

>>29637244
well, I'd like to downplay it. Both to prevent the guy from being harassed unjustly, and to prevent accusations of us trying to get our OWN fake king into power.

>>29637046
>hiss loudly to get their attention. Prompt Ninlil to order EVERYONE TO BE CALM AND LOWER THEIR WEAPONS

>>29637281
"Then why did you lock up the advisors? On what charges? With what evidence?"

>>29637281
Think of his change of character! He went from being shut in to demaning control of everything. He dismissed all his most trusted advisors!

Even if he were telling the truth, that's enough to make people worry, I hope.

>>29637281
This >>29637288

No one is going to start shit with us as long as we don't make the first move. Just tell them to chill.

Rolled 6, 5, 1, 4 = 16

>>29637281
>> Start pulling the weapons away from anyone who tries to start shit. Roll 4d6.
Simply remind them of the reason why we defeated Turtak.

>>29637281
> Try to think of evidence to the contrary
Shit. Give me a minute. We know where the other king is, but they don't know what the real king looks like.
shit.
Let's tell them that the king changed quite suddenly, imprisoning trusted advisors and going out in public. But, more importantly than that, NO FIGHTING IN THE TEMPLE.

>>29637364
yep. We're yelling at them, and if anyone tries to stab anyone else, we take the HELL out of their weapon.
Or just snip it in half.

>>29637281
>Accuse him of being a mad decoy used on the battlefield that began to think himself the real King, who has since his return been systematically removing the advisers who knew the truth and those who knew the location of the real king.

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>>29637281
"Think of his change of character! He went from being shut in to demanding control of everything. He dismissed all his most trusted advisors!" Few in the room seem like they're able to argue that the king has gotten a lot bolder and more public since he went out on the march.

"You mean those two old madmen? They were speaking treason! Trying to tear down everything we'd fought for and won! That proves nothing."

"What were they saying? What were the charges?"

"They... they said it was time for me to step down. Probably because of my mother's lineage. Hidebound old coots, they were, and we're better off rid of them!"

> Hope you've won the crowd enough for them to stop taking orders from him. Announce that this confrontation is over and you'll go get the real king.
> See if any of the guards who came with this guy when he got glamered are here.
> Continue berating the "king." Explain that they told him to step down because he's not who he thinks he is.

>>29637619
>Continue berating the "king." Explain that they told him to step down because he's not who he thinks he is.
You've got a family somewhere you've forgotten about because of all this stuff! Come on man! We couldn't even track them down because you imprisoned the guys who knew where they were!

>>29637619
>> See if any of the guards who came with this guy when he got glamered are here.

Rolled 6, 1, 6, 6 = 19

>>29637619
>> Continue berating the "king." Explain that they told him to step down because he's not who he thinks he is.

>>29637619
>Have the Sand Priest explain about Believing the Lie.

"They told you it was time to step down because you're just a decoy. So the king could lead his people without the risk of assassins -like what nearly did happen.

They didn't know the spell had made you a bit crazy. You Believed the Lie. You need help."

>>29637619
>> Continue berating the "king." Explain that they told him to step down because he's not who he thinks he is.

"They... they said it was time for me to step down. Probably because of my mother's lineage. Hidebound old coots, they were, and we're better off rid of them!"
this says it all really. No king would ever be asked to step down. They can't. Kings are permanant until dead. And this king has no heirs. You know this is true.

Tell him that if he realises the truth, then he doesn't have to be locked in a dungeon or executes.

Hey OP, how do you feel about modern-ethical suggestions?

I've been trying to keep in more period ethics, cutting hands off thieves and killing and slavery and such, but I know that games/players myself included often try to play much more 'forgive and imprison and re-educate' style things.
I'm not wordsing this particularly well, I don't think.

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>>29637619
"They didn't mention your mother; I know it. They'd never say such a thing to a real king. They wold you to step down because the illusion made you forget who you really are! You've got a family somewhere you've forgotten about because of all this stuff! Come on, man! We couldn't even track them down because you imprisoned the guys who knew where they were!"

"So now you're accusing me of neglecting a family I don't have whose names you don't know. You're even more mistaken than the old men were. Kindly do not interfere in politics any further, Lady Scorpion."

Most of the guards lower their weapons. They have to admit that your side of the story would explain a lot. You call the Sand Priest forward again to explain how his magic works and what might be done about it now.

When he realizes that most of the room is against him, the man dressed as the king gets up and draws his sword, then tries to run out of the room.

> Let him go. What's he going to do now?
> Into the dungeons with him! Iltani could use a playmate
> Snip his head off. It's cleaner that way.

>>29637843
I'm fine with people playing Hunzuu as someone who is reluctant to execute or mutilate prisoners, even if society doesn't agree. She's killed and mutilated enough people on her own to want to avoid doing more of that stuff when she has a choice. Kind of makes sense. And she does currently own a slave.

>>29637843
eh, I'd be hanging him if he had MEANT to do this, but it's a known side effect of sand magic.
though I aint the guy you were asking.

>>29637281
>"The real king is in a safe location. Capture this imposter, and he will reappear within a few days."

Rolled 3, 5, 5, 5 = 18

>>29637954
>> Into the dungeons with him! Iltani could use a playmate

>>29637954
> Into the dungeons with him! Iltani could use a playmate
> Snip his head off. It's cleaner that way.
If he's still in denial, we need to get him out of the picture. Either of these I'm fine with, but certainly don't let him get away.

>>29637954
ah shit.
let's capture him and try to find charioteer members who know his face.
He WAS a member of that guild, at least one of the surviving members has to know his face. Then we can track down his past and hopefully snap him out of this with it.

Don't put him in the same cell as iltani.
Also our cells kind of suck priests, I wouldn't sleep there for a night.
That's the point?
Oh.

>>29637954
>dungeons

we can set him free once the real king is back in place

>>29637954
>> Into the dungeons with him! Iltani could use a playmate

I can't help myself.

>>29637954
restrain him, who knows who he might hurt in his madness.

>>29637954
>> Snip his head off. It's cleaner that way.

Be done with it. He's past the returning point, and keeping him alive could be dangerou.

>>29637954
>Catch him and put him in a cell.
Ask the Sand Priest if his memories will come back now the illusion is broken? Or is there a way to make it come back?

"Don't worry, you'll be fine. We'll help you get your memories back and you can go home to your family."

>>29638058
These are important questions to ask the sand priest.
I had just sort of assumed the memories would come back after we broke the illusion.

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>>29637954
With an expertly timed swipe of your claw, you catch the fleeing man by his belt and raise him up into the air. "The real king is in a safe location. Until he comes back, we have to hold this man in our dungeons. Bring in Charioteers who may recognize him. You may also bring in magicians of your own to make sure he has no more illusions on him."

The room is tense - everyone was almost certain that a fight would break out, and Ninlil has even bared her dagger-sized claws - but gradually a consensus builds among the king's retainers. "Just treat him well," one of them says. "We have to make sure what's going on." You promise that no harm will come to him.

As you carry the flailing, protesting man to the dungeons, the Sand Priest follows and answers your questions. "Recalling the truth after you've come to believe a lie is difficult but possible. This is true with or without magic. It happened to me a few times. We must simply confront him with evidence of his former self. Either he will survive the trauma and remember everything, or he will go utterly mad. We'll just have to see which." He says it like he's relishing the mystery of what will happen.

>Put him in a cell across from Iltani's so they can interact
>Put him a fair distance awayfrom her. Crazy and crazy don't mix.

Rolled 1, 5, 4, 5 = 15

>>29638239
>>Put him in a cell across from Iltani's so they can interact
heheheh

>>29638239
Uh.
Hm.
I'd just ask the guy which he wanted myself, and if he doesn't answer, stick him away from iltani to prevent problems. I'm mostly neutral on this decision if someone feels more strongly about it, though.

Anyway, what we should do for this guy is bring in groups of charioteers to see if any know his face.

>>29638239
>>Put him in a cell across from Iltani's so they can interact
And give Iltani a smile, and tell her not to trust him too much. Tell her this is a test.

>>29638239
Put him across from Iltani
he has no power, so she'll probably mock him, disassociating him further fro his illusion of kinghood.

all you havok causing anons.
If you put them nearby, at least tell them not to cause trouble for each other.

And set up an extra torch so it's less dark, this place is so DREARY every time we come down here.

>>29638239
>Put him a fair distance awayfrom her. Crazy and crazy don't mix.

After some of his friends ID him. We'll see about introducing him to his old life. Here's hoping he had a good life he'll want to go back to.

If he was some lonely schmuk with no family or friends.... Crazy town.

Not many other people know where the real king is. I guess we're going on a short trip.

>>29638239
>>Put him in a cell across from Iltani's so they can interact

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>>29638239
You deposit him in the cell right across from Iltani's, chaining the door shut just as the guards taught you. He continues shouting in protest and calling you a mad servant of the Sand Priest.

Iltani looks very pleased to see you. "Oh, what's this? Company? You know, I've held back from testing my strength against these bars, but if he does something bad, can I break out and kill him? I haven't killed someone in... well, it's hard to measure time down here, but it's been a long time."

"No," you scold Iltani. "This is a test. No more killing."

"Awwwww, but you kill people all the time!"

"You abused your killing privileges. You only get to kill people again if you're very, very, VERY good."

Iltani rolls her eyes. "If I wasn't mad already, being down here would be enough to make anyone mad... Well, hello, flailing man. I'm Iltani. Amuse me!"

> I think I'll call it a night here, unless there's anything else you'd like to take care of tonight. Tune in next time, when you'll go looking for the real king and probably get to pick new Blood Magic spells to learn!

Rolled 5, 1, 5, 5 = 16

>>29638525
>> I think I'll call it a night here, unless there's anything else you'd like to take care of tonight. Tune in next time, when you'll go looking for the real king and probably get to pick new Blood Magic spells to learn!
sounds good

>>29638525
Seems like a good place to stop. Thanks for the thread, see you next time.

>>29638525
Throw some cooked goat that we pinched from the feast to Ilanti!

Thanks for running!

>>29638525
Good thread, OP. Thanks for running!
Hopefully this isn't counted as treating him poorly, because we said we'd treat him well. This is a fair enough stopping point, though I wanted to see what our tailor made of the scorpion gift we got him.
Have you archived? Should I archive?

>>29638656
I'm archiving now: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html
Rabi-Tammuz will probably just carefully pick apart all the dried scorpions to see what he can learn from them, unless you tell him to do something else with them.

>>29638731
nah, that's what I'd have had him do. Hope he appreciates them, from what I understand this is the kind of thing he likes.

Thanks again for runnin'!