You suck air into your sore and waterlogged lungs. Your entire body hurts and feels weak, but you’re alive. Your memory is a mess, shattered and barely cohesive. You may have been poisoned, finally broke under the mental stress, or someone blew your head off. But you’re alive.

Water surrounds you on all sides, judging by the gentle lapping of waves against wood. That’s not good, you need to get off the water. But, judging by the rough wood your drenched body is laying on, you’re on some form of ship or raft. You can hear the crew talking nearby.

>Commandeer the vessel by force.
>Find shore and start swimming
>Hide and observe
>Other

>>30916166
>Hide and observe

>>30916158
>Hide and observe

We don't know if they're friendly or not. Let's make sure, first of all.

>>30916166
>Hide and observe

>>30916166
>Commandeer the vessel by force.
We're a superhuman, what are they going to do?
If we can survive losing our head, we can take whatever they can dish out.

>>30916166
>Hide and observe

>>30916254
bad idea.
we may be a superhuman, but i don't think we know how to sail a ship

>>30916282
Do you know what "commandeer" means?

>>30916166
>>Other

Just walk up to them and demand answers.

Too bad /tg/ will never play a violently assertive protagonist.

>>30916439
it's a shame

>>30916439
Just once I'd like to see /tg/ play a bruiser. No strategy, no magic, no shadowruns, just wading in and killing shit.

You catch your breath as you stare at the vast blue sky above you. There’s the silhouette of a Roc circling far above you. Unusual for them to venture outside of the clouds, it must be starving. And so are you. Your regeneration took quite a toll, and must have gnawed away at your body to rebuild your mind. But you can recover from that as well.

You roll over and jump to your feet, making only the slightest of noises as your wet hair flops around. You must have been out of commission for a long time for it to have grown to this length. There are a number of barrels lined up at the back of the boat, they’re filled with fish, must be a fishing vessel that pulled you out of the water.

You duck behind them before the crew spots you, only getting a glimpse above the railing. The water extends for kilometers in every direction, but you can faintly see shore. If there’s nothing down there, you could make the swim, but staying dry would be preferable.

“Okay, that guy was dead. He was deader than dirt,” a young man says.

“What, did he get up and jump at you or something?” an old man responds. Their accent is strange, you haven’t the faintest idea where they might be from, not American, Russian, Chinese, and the lesser colonies should have all been wiped out.

“He’s fucking gone. I fucking told you it was a bad idea to fish that corpse out of the water. It’s a whole new fucking world down there, and now we have one of them with us,” the youth shouts back. He had approached near you, but is backing away.

“Those are just stories lad. If he’s up and moving, it just means he wasn’t dead in the first place.”

“His skull was caved in! He was floating face down! You don’t get more dead than that!” the kid shouts. You hesitantly touch the back of your head and confirm that the skull didn’t recent well.

>Stay hidden
>Identify yourself to them
>Reveal yourself and ask who they re
>Jump overboard and swim for shore
>Other

>>Reveal yourself and ask who they re
there's no need to hide

>>30916514
>>Reveal yourself and ask who they are

"Who's deader than dirt, now?"

>>30916514
>Reveal yourself and ask who they re

>>30916514
>Reveal yourself and ask who they re

Can we consume raw meat? Would that be something desperate for the MC or would he not care?
We could eat some fish

>>30916514
>Reveal yourself and ask who they re
they brought us in, no reason to hide for now

>>30916715
Your stomach acid and constitution is more than enough to eat just about anything. It's a matter of taste. Eating your kills was standard practice for you on extended missions.

Magpies and Rocs happen to make delicious roasts. Marauders taste like pork. Stay away from dopplegangers though, unless you want to trip balls.

I've been writing by the way.

>>30916763
So MC wouldn't care eating raw but would prefer cooked?
Alright, then we could eat some fish to replenish ourself

“Who did you say was deader than dirt?” you ask as you stand up from behind the barrels. The sloop is only a few meters long and doesn’t even have any proper equipment. They must fish by hand, or they’re merely transporters. The one near you is the youth, seventeen at the oldest and healthy enough to be drafted into the military, he shouldn’t be wasting himself on a menial task like this. The older man seems to be related to him, perhaps the father. He’s obese and leaning on the railing to take weight off what seems to be a failing knee.

What’s worse is that everything is entirely anachronistic. Everything’s made of wood and hemp, their cloths are rough cotton. Instead of an engine for the ship, they have sails. The only metal you can even see is the end of the docking hook, and a knife strapped to the youth’s hip.

“We thought you were. My name is Francis, I am the captain who saved your life,” the old man says as he smiles and steps forward. “This is my nephew, Louis. And who might you be?”

>Military Identification
>Common Identification
>Withold

>Where am I?
>Do you have any food?
>Other

>>30916804
>Military Identification
>Where am I?

>>30916792
Sushi is a thing.

Also, there miiight be a delay on this next update. Don't worry excessively.

>>30916804
>Common Identification
>Where am I?
>Do you have any food?

>>30916804
>>Military Identification

>Where am I?
>Do you have any food?
>Other
ask the date

>>30916804
>Military Identification
>Where am I?
>Do you have any food?

>>30916804
>Military Identification

Ask him where is the nearest military outpost, we need to get back to the frontline asap.

Our rank is higher than capitan, right ?

“My name is Joshua Thirteen, UNAAF Special Forces Division Seven,” you answer. You grab hold of the barrels in front of you, taking some of the weight off of your knees. Glancing down, your hands are wrinkled and knobby, the cartilage kept growing. You quickly check your nose and ears and find them quite a bit larger than they used to be. Even Lauren wouldn’t recognized you like this, but if you shave them off they should grow back properly.

You glance back up at Francis and Louis, both of them seem a bit confused. “The military?” you add.

“I think you might be a ways from home. I’ve never heard of any UNAAF,” Francis says as he walks over to a seat in the middle of the deck. Everyone in the entire world should know about the UNAAF, they’re the most successful armed forces to ever oppose the demons.

“Where am I, actually?”

“Well, we fished you out of the sea, and soon we’ll be heading upriver to the capital of Lyr,” Francis answers. Louis has his hand on the knife, but is too far away from you to be a threat.

You check the air again, the water is fresh, this is no sea. “Do you at least have some food? I’m starving.”

“Sorry Joshua, we’ll be at shore soon. All we have now is the carp.”

>Press him on what sea
>Urge him to hurry to shore
>Ask to eat the carp
>Ask him something else
>Other

>>30917098
>Press him on what sea
>Urge him to hurry to shore
>Ask him about the date

>>30917098
>Press him on what sea
And ask him how he could have not heard about the "most successful armed forces to ever oppose the demons."

>Ask to eat the carp
>Ask him something else

ask him why the ship is so outdated

>>30917098
>Ask him about the date

>>30917098
>Press him on what sea

>>30917098
>Ask to eat the carp

MC needs them protein with a taste of mercury.

>>30917098
>Ask to eat the carp

>>30917378
>implying mercury doesn't make us stronger

“What sea? There are hundreds of seas, but only about five that are freshwater.”

“The Sea. You must have brain damage old man. There’s only one Sea, and it’s this one,” Louis responds. “The others are myths.”

You shake your head and think for a moment. When your stomach churns on itself, you lick your lips and glance at the captain. “Can I at least eat some of the fish?”

Francis leans back. “Those are just carp. People don’t eat carp. They’re meant for Krah and Lasttier. Go ahead if you’re that hungry.”

“That’s fine,” you mumble before grabbing the first fat fish you can find. You bite into its cold and salty side, ripping the meat off of its spine. The fish starts twitching and squirming in your hand till you break its spine. You quickly devour the fish and discard the carcass before grabbing another. Then another.

You finally stop when Louis shouts at you, “Hey man, you’re bleeding.” You put the fish down and turn your stained hands over. It got in your beard as well. You run your tongue over your gums before opening wide to pluck out the bones. You shrug and leave the fish where it is, lest you overfill yourself.

“Thank you,” you say, wiping the blood from your lips. “Now, I have to ask how you haven’t heard of the UNAAF, they’re the most successful armed forces against the demons ever. Everyone in the world should know of them.”

Francis shrugs. “Us here in Lyr haven’t heard of them. Now, would you mind putting on a pair of pants?” he asks, nodding his head at Louis who rolls his eyes and walks over to a small passage into the hull of the ship.

>Why is this ship so old?
>Inquire about the date
>Urge him to hurry to shore
>Other

>>30917441
>Why is this ship so old?
>Inquire about the date

>Why is this ship so old?
>Inquire about the date

>>30917441
>Inquire about the date
>ask for spare clothes

>>30917441
>>Why is this ship so old?
>>Inquire about the date
>>Urge him to hurry to shore

“I’m sorry, I’m just having a hard time catching up with things I suppose. And, please, can we hurry to shore? I’d really really like to be off the water. As I’m sure you can understand.”

“Ship goes as she goes. We don’t control the winds, they control us,” Francis responds as he looks up to the sky. You take a glance at the sails, he’s not maximizing speed in the least. If you turned them a bit, you could get to shore in half the time.

“Why are you even using sails? Surely an electric motor would be more efficient in this day and age.”

“A what now?” the fat man asks as his nephew tosses you a pair of rough trousers.

“A motor. A machine that converts electrical energy to kinetic energy.”

“You must be from somewhere very far away indeed. We here abide by the Dragon Code.”

“What year is this?”

“Eighth year of Lyanna’s reign.”

“And that is?”

Francis’s eyes narrow as he looks at you. “Look, I will have no trouble on my ship. It wouldn’t be right to throw you back in the drink where you came from, but I won’t deal with you any more than I have to, heathen.”

The Roc overhead is circling closer.

>Stay silent
>Commandeer the vessel
>Swim to shore
>How long has it been since the Dragon
>Ask something else
>Other

>Ask something else
>Other
"Heathen?"

Check on the Roc

>>30917672
>How long has it been since the Dragon

>>30917672

>Dragon Code ?

Can we consciously increase our regeneration? Seems like we became old and frail in all that time we've been out

>>30917862
Somewhat, but it takes undivided concentration.

>>30917835
>>30917856
These.

If we can't get any information from him, we'll ask that he gets us to shore. If he doesn't comply, we commandeer the ship and get us to shore ourselves.

>>30917886
Well, since it will take a while to get back to the shore, after the questions we could find a private place and focus on that. Probably will need more fish

>>30917906
we're not really in a hurry

“Heathen?”

“The Dragon passed down his scriptures to the lady Lyrra one hundred years ago, the great code of life. What is right, and what is wrong. And we abide by it, we do not bring down the wrath of the demons on our very heads like you would,” the man states angrily as you look back up at the sky. You step into the trousers and pull them up as you watch the Roc. The demon bird is circling ever closer to you with each pass. You can see the crimson feathers shining in the light already.

“That’s going to attack this ship in just a moment,” you say as you tie the hemp belt into a functional knot.

“Don’t be daft, the birds never land, only watch,” Francis scoffs at you.

“Uncle, it is getting closer,” Louis says as he stumbles away from the rail.

“Don’t be foolish. It would never do that.”

“It is, it will dive in a few seconds.”

“It’s coming for him uncle! We should have never taken him from the water. The demons come for their ilk! Only a demon could have survived this, just think for a moment!” the youth shouts as he pulls out the knife and points it at you.

The Roc screeches and folds its wings.

>Take the knife from him
>Dive in the murky water
>Scale the mast to intercept it
>Let it crash into the ship
>Other

>>30917974
>Take the knife from him
>Scale the mast to intercept it

>>30917974
>Let it crash into the ship

>Take the knife from him
use it to kill the roc, are we bad at throwing attacks?

"Hundred years huh? You say the demons left you alone for hundred years?"

>>30917974
>use the mast as an impovised lance.

oh wait this isn't exalted quest.

>Take the knife from him

>>30918030
Well, a Roc's major wingspan is only about four meters on average, and this one is a bit smaller. But you'd need to hit it with all the force of a .50. And that's just a bit unreasonable to be accurate with. If you were to miss, you wouldn't get another attempt.

So, there's one vote to scale the mast and intercept it, and another to just let it hit the ship.

You all agree it would be better to take the knife than grapple it to death, so there's that.

>>30918191
better not let it crash the ship so let's go and kill it in whatever way is better

>>30918191
Have another vote to scale the mast
You talked about this quest in QTG yesterday, didn't you?

>>30918191
I'd rather keep the ship intact.

>>30918191
Knife+Scale
So whats the chances we can tame it?

>>30918231
Maybe? I think so?

>>30918256
Wouldn't be worthwhile, it would cause too much interference with your other demons.

Anyways, Can you give me one d100 to see how well you take it down?

Wouldn't exactly want to do this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5pqdHkgdXr0

Rolled 78

>>30918307
RULES OF NATURE

Rolled 84

>>30918325
AND THEY RUN WHEN THE SUN COMES UP

Rolled 1

>>30918307

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>>30918325
>>30918325

>Wouldn't be worthwhile, it would cause too much interference with your other demons.
will we get more info on our abilities, a char sheet perhaps?
From what I gather the mc could take on entire armies himself

>>30918383
No words only tears.....

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>>30918383

>>30918429
Eventually. You're at about 0.1% power at the immediate moment, so it doesn't matter too much.

Suffice to say, there's a lot in you that isn't human.

Also, you know the Dragon personally. You have a good chunk of his power locked away in you.

>>30918450
>>30918455
are we doing best of 3 with crits overriding?

>>30918531
If we are I think the kid just shanked us

>>30918531
i always assume so unless otherwise stated.

>>30918554
bah, not like he can kill us

>>30918531
No, I'm just doing the very very simple and clear method of First 1d100, higher is better, with degrees of success.

>>30918554
Well, if a lung full of seawater and a bashed in skull didn't kill us, i think we can get over whatever this kid or that roc has in store for us.

“It wants to eat you as much as it wants to eat me kid,” you shout as you vault over the barrels and run towards him and the mast.

“Stay back you demon. If I kill you, it’ll leave, and you’re just an old man,” Louis shouts as he holds the shaking knife at you. You grunt and let him stab at you as you run. He’s untrained, probably hasn’t even been in a fight. Your hands glide around his, grabbing onto his wrist. One quick jerk later and both of his thumbs snap, relinquishing the knife unto you.

The kid shouts and falls to his knees as you run past him. “I’m not that old,” you grumble as you jump up on the mast. You get a handful of rope and use it to throw yourself up. The Roc screeches again and opens its maw as you seat yourself atop the mast. At the last moment, you jab the knife forward and slice into the birds neck.

The handle catches on it though. Your arm jerks back as the bird tumbles past the mast. As you flip through the air, you grab hold of its chest and rip the knife free, to smash the blade through its ribcage. The cheap metal of the knife snaps off as you break the ribs of the demon. You grit your teeth and growl as it crashes into the railing of the ship and breaks through, dunking both of you in the water.

It thrashes back and forth with all four of its wings, but the sudden shock has disoriented it. If you let it get over you, the flailing beast stands too good a chance of bludgeoning you back underwater. Better to kill it now. But the cold water is sealing around you like a coffin.

>Get out of the water
>Get back on the ship
>Rip out its heart
>Stab through the base of its skull
>Other

>>30918585
dang, I dislike that system though it is not that bad. Not as bad as taking an average of rolls

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>>30918585
i always like that kinda simplicity.

>>Rip out its heart

>>30918612
I could go back 5d100 crits trump, negative crit is 1-5, positive crit is 90-100

But I think that might not go over well

Rolled 94

>>30918601
>Rip out its heart

BITE INTO THAT FUCKER

>>30918601
>>Rip out its heart

>>30918585
Good system.

>>30918601
>Rip out its heart
>Stab through the base of its skull
What are we going to stab or rip its heart with? The knife is gone? so i vote
>Get back on the ship

>>30918660
taking the first roll is not bad, it's just not my favorite.
Just make sure that good plans stay good even with a bad roll and that there are ways to get good roll bonuses.

>>30918688
>What are we going to stab or rip its heart with?

WITH OUR BARE HANDS.

>>30918710
With our fucking khorne blessed teeth

>>30918601
>Get back on the ship

Cold water is dangerous ?

>>30918748
Hydrophobia

>>30918756
Joshua confirmed fire type?

>>30918756

we always had it or did we aquire it from spending centuries perpetually drowning?

The bird is screeching and thrashing, making a mess of noise on the surface of the water, shouting out in every direction to whatever is down in the water. When it twists, you get dunked back under the waves, fear locks up your muscles.

But you can’t get out till this thing is dead, so you drop the knife and ball your hand up. You punch through the stab wound you gave the demon, burying your arm in its porous chest cavity. You can’t see it of course, but you can feel the triple beat of the black heart. The roc leaps from the water with you hanging from it as you grab hold of its heart and pull.

The black organ comes free, squirting blood across the ship as you drop down. Its wings fold and it crashes into the barrels of fish, scattering them back into the water. But the demon stops moving. You flick the heart away and wipe the blood off as best you can. You grunt as you push off the ground and get back to your feet. The drop was only a few meters, but it shouldn’t have hurt as much as it did.

You need a proper meal. And roc tastes great on an empty stomach.

When you approach it though, it jumps back to life, swaying back and forth on its hind wings. It turns back to you with blood seeping out of its chest in periodic bursts. Two hearts, must be a crossbreed between a red and a blue roc or something.

“You’ll get us killed you bastard!” Francis shouts as he flees to the prow of the ship, as far away from the beast as he can get.

>Get the docking hook
>Grapple it
>Hit it back into the water with the sail
>Other

>>30918860
Your timescale is wrong, but the latter

>>30918868
>>Grapple it

>Get the docking hook

>>30918868
>>Grapple it

Rolled 37

>>30918868
Grapple it.

Grappling it to death locked in, please give me a fresh roll

Rolled 25

>>30918971

Rolled 27

>>30918971
I can feel the dice overtaking me....

>>30918868
>Grapple it

the fuck is this kid talking about ?

Rolled 53

>>30918971
better than a 27!

Rolled 22

>>30918971

>>30919025
Francis is like fifty. A kid to you yes, but not to society.

>>30919021
And its not a good pain

Rolled 72

>>30918971
PLEASE!

>>30919085
You don't need to go all caps whenever you roll dice.

Rolled 41

>>30919117
I know.

“Just get us back to shore before something else comes to eat us. I can handle an oversized bird,” you shout at the fat captain as you wave the roc over. The demon waddles closer to you, swinging its massive beak back and forth. It wasn’t afraid of you before, but it is now. You make sure to impose yourself between it and the other two, to make sure it can’t make off with other food. You laugh as it shrieks at you.

It starts snapping at you and pulling its head back. But the thing is just an animal, predictable. You grab its beak when it snaps at you next. Upper jaw in one hand and lower in the other, you pull it forward. You twist its head around as it freaks out and starts trying to fly away, but can’t with its neck upside down.

With a quick tug, you snap its lower jaw off of its head, shredding the skin from the bone. Blood starts pour anew from its wounds as you grab the broken beak like a blade. The roc starts trying to fly away so hard that he spins around, dragging his tail across the deck and knocking everything over as you keep its head twisted upside down.

You pull the beak back to expose the wound in its neck, and smash your improvised weapon into it. Blood squirts across you as most of the tendons sever. The tension in its neck goes limp, but the wings are still smashing into the wooden deck, breaking the boards with every strike.

So you dig your hand in and grab hold of its spine, and rip the spinal cord in half.

It struggles only for a moment more before gong limp. You drop it down to the deck and wipe the blood off on your pants. You’re actually out of breath from that. When you look at your hands again though, the skins been shredded off from the maw, and half the tendons are broken.

“Who the hell are you?”

>Introduce yourself again
>Say something else

>Butcher the roc and eat
>Focus on regeneration
>Commandeer the ship
>Other

>>30919179
>>Introduce yourself again
>>Butcher the roc and eat

>Introduce yourself again
>Say something else

>Butcher the roc and eat
>Focus on regeneration

"I already told you who I am"

eat the roc then focus on regen

>>30919179
Give the same military introduction as last time.

Also, time to eat us some Roc. Offer some to rest of crew after sufficiently cooked.

>>30919179
>>Say something else
>"A soldier."

>>Butcher the roc and eat

>>30919242
This ship isn't really set up for safe fires.

>>30919299
They don't have a galley? Or atleast some manner of cooking apparatus that isn't just:

>pile firewood on deck
>set fire to deck
>throw food on deck
>OH SHIT

>>30919345
It's a day trip sloop with a crew of two. It doesn't need those kinds of commodities.

>>30919345
It's just a fishing boat and we can eat meat raw without any side effects

>>30919391
Doesn't raw meat usually make you constipated though?

>>30919413
not when it's fresh
and i guess, not when you're a super soldier

>Focus on regeneration

>>30919413
We have a super soldier anus.

It unclenches when we tell it to unclench, and not a moment sooner

>>30919467
>>30919440
>>30919413
Let's not make any more of this. Don't want it shitting up future threads.

“Joshua Thirteen, UNAAF Special Forces Division Seven. I’m a soldier,” you say as you test your tendons. Only half of your fingers are still moving. This’d heal a lot faster if you had some Ambrosia fluid, or even just stitches for them, or at least a full stomach. But a roc is really just a very large goose.

“This is the last trip to Fish Port I’m ever making,” Francis says as he touches two fingers to his heart, then to his forehead and back again.

“Let’s just get back to shore before anything else comes,” you say as you sit down next to your kill. The skin is already torn, so you dig your working fingers inside it and start tearing it open. The roots of the feathers are like tiny razors, till you rip them out to give yourself a safe hand hold. With half the ribs broken, the flight muscles have loosed off considerably, allowing you to start peeling off slabs of meat to devour.

The ship is still moving along towards shore, but the crew are staring at you in mild fear. When you glance back at where the ship was though, where the fish are floating in the water, you look just in time to see them devoured. Something great and large sweeps up from the depths, breaking the surface only for the moment to swallow the chum and disappear again, leaving only a small vortex.

You had been in the water with that thing.

“Are you a demon?” Louis asks as you swallow another strip of meat.

>Be honest
>No, I’m not
>Ignore him
>Other

>>30919578
>Other

"Mostly."

>>30919578
"Classified Information"

>>30919578
>>No, I’m not

No sense in scaring everyone out of their wits even further. We're getting what we wanted as it is.

>>30919578
>>No, I’m not

>>30919642
>>30919651

yeah
we shouldn't be spreading that information

ask them what the he'll that was in the water

>>30919578
>No, I’m not

So, are we feeling like a supersoldier?

>>30919741
apparently we are only at 0.1% of our part. It should be better once we fully regenerate.

>>30919786
Presumably, this was a soft serve monster for soft serve Joshua. The threats will scale with our power. If this didn't feel like super soldier material, then something has to change, no?

Or did this just feel a bit goofy because we have no scale for how strong a roc is?

>>30919872
I'm kinda hoping that we will be overpowered for most of the quest. Wouldn't feel like a supersoldier who has taken one entire armies full of very dangerous foes quest otherwise. I don't want level scaling.

“No, I’m not. Just a man with practice. That thing in the water just now, that’s a demon. This bird I’m eating? Demon. Me? Human. I’m alive because I’m a nastier son of a bitch than they are. This thing fought me, so I ripped its heart out and beat it to death with its own jaw. It’s only natural, that’s how the world works,” you explain as you stare at your right hand and focus. With food in your gut slowly digesting, it’s easier to tap into your energy.

Your heart rate rises a little, and you can feel the thick sludge of healing blood in your chest slide down your arm to the very tips of your fingers. It’s hard to tell due to being wet still, but you know that your body is sweating profusely from the strain. But it’s worth it, the sludge bubbles just a bit out of the cuts and lacerations covering your hand, and pull back in, leaving not even scars. When you flex your hand again, all of the tendons are connected. Weak, but connected.

“Then how did you do all of that?”

“Don’t answer that. We don’t want to know. You live a life outside of the Dragon Code. It’s clearly a life too vicious and bloody for us,” Francis says as he turns the sail to slow the ship. “Now get off. I never want to see you again. We are good men, we don’t attract the ire of demons. Go on your way and go home you monster,” he says as the ship creeps next to the shore of the river delta.

>Take me to a dock
>Swim to shore
>Say something
>Other

>>30920006
>>Take me to a dock

>>30920006
>Other

"What IS the Dragon Code?"

>>Take me to a dock

>>30920006
>Say something
>>30920050
this

>>30920006
>"Take me to a dock, and you have to see me again."

>>30920006
>Take me to a dock
"you are good men yet you'd throw me in the water when i saved you from that thing? come on..."

>>30920084
*won't have to

>>30920006
>Say something
"Thanks for the fish."

>>30920006
>Take me to a dock

Do it and you'll never see me again.

>>30920050
yeah. at least learn the basics of this relifion of theirs.

“Take me to a proper dock, and you’ll never have to see me again,” you say as you see Louis grab the docking hook. Curious, you watch as he uses it as a lever to push the roc off to the back of the ship, where the railing broke off.

“Take you to a dock? And let people see that we helped a monster such as you?” Francis asks. You glare at him as Louis pushes the corpse off the side and into the water.

“Take me to a dock, do not make me get back in the water.”

Francis’s face contorts in rage, but he bottles it. “Fine.” He spits on the deck and turns the sails again, to take the ship up the river. A small village on the shore of the river is the first settlement you find, though you can see the proper city just a small ways beyond. They furl the sails quickly and let the ship come to a rest in the slow current of the river next to a dock. “Now get off,” the captain. orders.

You sigh and step off the ship and onto the deck. The wooden boards are weak and spaced too far apart, letting you see the water below. You waste little time in getting back to solid ground. When your feet hit dirt, you turn back to Francis and Louis who are already pushing the ship off. “Just what is the Dragon Code, anyways?”

“Go to a bloody temple,” they shout back.

“Sir, can I help you?” a woman in a plain cotton dress asks as she walks up to you. She has a stack of papers in her hand along with a quill. Coins are clanking together in her pocket, and she’s looking at you expectantly, until she sees the condition you’re in. “Oh, sir. Are you alright? Were those pirates or ruffians or something? Let me call the guard.

>Won’t be necessary
>Ask for directions somewhere
>Say something
>Other

>>30920375
>>Won’t be necessary
>>Ask for directions somewhere

Ask where the temple is.

>>30920375
>Won’t be necessary
>Ask for directions somewhere
the temple, i guess

>Won’t be necessary
>Ask for directions somewhere
"No, they actually helped me even if it doesn't look that way"

Ask her about points of interest

>>30920375
I'm looking for the Dragon.

>>30920463
this and thank her for her concern

>>30920375
>>Won’t be necessary
>>Ask for directions somewhere
Temple. Afterwards lets go see whoever is in charge in this place.

>>30920739
I say we try to regenerate as much as we can before we start any shit

>>Won't be necessary
>>Other

Ask her for supplies

“Actually, that won’t be necessary. You might be able to help me though. I’m looking for the Dragon,” you tell her as you try to clean the blood from your hands and generally make yourself a bit more presentable despite looking like a crazed old man covered in blood.

She smiles. “Aren’t we all? We could certainly use his guidance as he once gave us. He hasn’t spoken to any of us since Lady Lyrra. If you do wish to find the Dragon, I certainly wish you the best of luck. But you won’t find him in this rundown little village. You’re a pilgrim then?”

You take a deep breath and focus on your inner energy. A good portion of it came directly from the Dragon, many years ago. You wrested it from his control and took it into yourself so that you would have the power to protect those precious to you, to protect Lauren. Something tells you that you’re a very long way from her. But you know that you’re close to the Dragon. The great serpent is lying in rest somewhere nearby, just waiting for a wakeup call. “I suppose I am a pilgrim.”

“I guess you’d like to stay at the temple then. We’re no strangers to pilgrims seeking the great tree of Lyr. If you’re lucky, you may even meet Lyanna. I’m supposed to be the dock tax collector, but if there’s no ship, then there’s no tax. I can show you there. Do you need help walking? A cane perhaps?” the woman explains as you look at the village around you.

There’s no technology anywhere. Houses are made from wood and thatch. Carriages are being drawn by six legged lizards. Children are in the roads playing with sticks. Every house has trickles of smoke coming from them. There are no cars, no phones, no antennae, no defenses, no pavement, nothing of the modern era whatsoever. They’re living in the dark ages.

“Are you alright sir?” she asks, putting her hand on your shoulder.

“I’m fine. Just a bit overwhelmed.”

“By our little village? I’m flattered. Come on, let’s get you to the temple so you can rest. You must be very tired from your trip. A warm meal will do you good.”


And that's it for plot updates this thread. I'll archive in a moment, but I have to leave. How are you all feeling about this?

My twitter : https://twitter.com/81DEsW1xz4N

Watch there for updates about the next thread.

>>30920895
looks great.

Looking forward to future threads.

>>30920895
it's interesting so far
when is the next thread?

>>30920944
Thursday at the earliest

>>30920895
looks great

>>30920895
much potential enjoyed greatly

>>30920895

looking good.

>>30920895
This was pretty good.

was MCs wide also an immortal?

>>30921300
wife*

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>>30921338
no but she was pretty wide hahaha

>>30920895
well, another good start.
hoping the quility will last.
good night.

>>30921300
She was eligible

>>30920941
>>30920944
>>30920984
>>30921006
>>30921093
>>30921205
>>30921630
All these anons

only three upvotes

For shame

>>30923937
It's good, just not good enough for me to go out of my way to rate it on a system that doesn't even matter to begin with.

>inb4 our wife is Lady Lyrra

>>30924044
If a quest can't get out of white on it's first thread, most people considering picking up the quest will drop it at seeing that, so you should upvote it to at least green, preferably purple. Considering there were seven of us, we can hit 5

>>30924126
Good job anons.

By the way, as per usual with me, I try to stay abreast of questions. If you have one, fire away. This applies to post quest, mid quest, or even in qtg although that's a pretty horrible idea.

>>30926081
Why did you ask us to upvote your quest without your trip on?

>>30926306
Frank is a known number whore.

>>30926081
was mc friendly with the dragon?

>>30926081
>>30927231
Yeah, i am curious about this too. How did he come to acquire a portion of its power? What is MC's relation to The Dragon exactly?

>>30929612
>>30927231
MC is on tense terms with the Dragon, but thedragon is on good terms with humanity as a whole. He wasn't supposed to be able to survive the process.

>>30930912
who wasn't supposed to survive? The Dragon?

>>30930912
Just stumbled across this and I gotta say. I can't wait for more. So far I'm loving the world and I quite enjoy your writing. definitely upvoted. Also holy shit you've got ~20+ upvotes

>>30931048
When you bind a demon, you clash egos with them to see which soul will remain in charge. That's why you could only bind so many, can't risk a demon getting control of your body when you're strong enough to slaughter armies singlehandedly. Since you couldn't take another demon, you went to the dragon. he thought you were basically killing yourself.

At best he would get a puppet. At worst a snack.

Phones are suffering

>>30931663
why is the dragon pro humanity anyway?
And how long or will take till we get our full power back? I hope it is not planned to be a gradual thing throughout the quest and we'll get them back soon.

And yes, phones is suffering

>>30931982
It will be gradual but its still pretty overkill. In the near future there will only be like ten things you can't automatically win against. Most of which are the BBEG and your demons

>>30932107
>>30931663
These are indeed me, from a typo prone phone

And holy shit guys, 26 upvotes? Thanks.

>>30931982
Dragon is pro humanity for plot relevant reasons which will be revealed later. For now, because Earth belongs to humans, not the dead.

>>30932107
cool
that was what I was expecting
challenges don't always have to be just some opponents to defeat

>>30932580
>And holy shit guys, 26 upvotes? Thanks
inb4 botting accusations

>>30932994
It's at 29 now. This upvoting does seem just a bit too steady

But I personally would be flattered if someone upbotted me