https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fUmzkSmbKi8In the world of Valaer, the Battle of Tirinia changed everything. That was 680 years ago. Here lies the human Kingdom of Therindel - less a Kingdom than a confederacy of lordships, duchies, principalities, city-states, et cetera - banded together under the constant threat of attack from the mysterious Wood Elves of the eastern land of Xalfacia. For many centuries, these lords and rulers have bickered amongst each other for the right to succeed the King who fell in battle at Tirinia against the Elves. Until ten years ago however, when Lord Leandros Lysandros Layton Lamarr the Fiftieth declared his capital city open to all lords and masters for trade, commerce, and alliance. This city within this divided kingdom is the High City of Imperial City! This is the city of adventure, where Adventurers gather to duel, to brag of their accomplishments, and receive missions from the needy and the poor! This is the city where Heroes and Legends are made! You are not one of those people. In the High City of Imperial City lies a humble magic shop, Clay's Potions and Solutions. This shop is manned by four people, the wizard Randall the Red, his daughter Marigold, their Spellcat Clay, and their underpaid employeee: you.
You are Norman Niemand. A shopkeeper for Clay’s Potions and Solutions. It’s not a high paying job but it’s enough to get you by with living in the High City of Imperial City. Yesterday, your parents sent you another letter and bless their hearts they tried not to brag but they did. They found a Lost City in the Frozen North worth millions in gold. Of course.You arrive at the shop in the morning as the sun rises on a beautiful day over the city. People are rousing themselves, opening shops, heading out to do business, or heading off to school. Randall the Red, your boss, and his good friend Schwarz Smith sit outside the door, smoking their pipes and shooting the breeze.Mister Randall points at Mister Smith with his pipe, smiling. “Ah, Mister Niemand. You remember Mister Smith?”>> SCHWARZ SMITH <<>> BLACKSMITH <<You nod. “Sure do. It’s nice to see you again, Mister Smith.”Mister Smith. “Aye, laddy. Tell you something, lad, just yesterday a whole heaping of short dwarvish folk came in yesterday I reckon and they giving me quite the load. Swords, curved swords, swords that went sharp both ways yeah? Even swords that I dinnae even know I exist yeah? They pretty much drain me of my money but goodness I was able to break even, I was even in the black with the money I tell you what yeah?”You nod. “Sure.” You nod to Mister Randall then head inside, placing your coat on the coatrack. At the counter is Marigold Merriweather, dressed out in a simple brown dress and a dark red shawl. “Morning.”Marigold smiles. “Good morning, Norman!” She reaches under the counter and pulls out a small basket of apple slices, a bit of sliced bread, and butter. “I brought you breakfast!”You blink, walking up to the counter. “Oh, thanks…” Marigold looks at you expectantly, grinning. You know what she wants.> “Marigold.”> “Miss Merriweather.”> “… but I already ate.”> “…”> Write in
>>31242926>Schwarz>Aye laddyoh you
>>31242926>marigold
>>31242926> “Miss Merriweather.”She is a friend, but also a college, keep it professional.
>>31242926>“Miss Merriweather.”
>>31242926>“Marigold.”>>31242982>>31243003We can't exactly go back on what we said last time, you know.
>>31242926>> “Miss Merriweather.”
>>31243015That was a mistake but we're in front of company I guess.
>>31242926> “Miss Merriweather.”
>>31242926Marigold ... but I already ate.
Though I voted for saying Miss Meriweather.I feel kind of dickish because of it
> “Miss Merriweather.”Marigold frowns a bit when you call her by her proper surname. As is etiquette in these parts, referring to a woman by her first name is usually reserved for close friendships and more “intimate” relationships like sexual ones. Regardless, Marigold smiles again and hands you your breakfast.“Here you go!” she says. You take it gratefully and start digging in. You already had a slice of bread on the way here, but you might as well fill up for the day.Then, Clay phases into the room from the inventory like rushing water, right onto the counter. “Ah, Mister Niemand,” says Clay. “I trust you’re well?”You nod. “I’m doing great, Clay. You?”Clay says, “I’ve gotten a good bunch of new potions ready in the inventory. I’m just waiting for you to stock and organize them.”“Couldn’t you organize them yourself?”“I’m a Spellcat, not a mathematician.”You wonder how that’s relevant for a few minutes, then shrug.> Go organize the stocks> Talk with Clay> Talk with Marigold> See what Mister Randall and Mister Schwarz are up to> Write in
>>31243108>Talk with Marigold
>>31242926>MeriweatherWe can say miss Merriweather only if we are teasing her
>>31243108> Go organize the stocksLet's get to business!
>>31243108Organize the stock.
>>31243108>Go organize the stocks
>>31243108>> Go organize the stocksIt's business time.
>>31243108>> Go organize the stocksHe's not paying us to laze about
>>31243108>As is etiquette in these parts, referring to a woman by her first name is usually reserved for close friendships and more “intimate” relationships like sexual ones.Now I kind of feel bad about calling her by her first name before.We're employee and employer's daughter, that's not close friends at all.
>>31243230shes is asking us to call her by her first name as in the last thread.hence why she feels bad. She requested to be called by her first name.We're employes of her father.. we are also a person who has a right to fuck anything we could like..and being a heir to the shop would seem right if thats how it turns out.
>>31243108> Go organize the stocks
>>31243108> Go organize the stocksMom and dad send some money since they supposedly found a city worth millions?
>>31243261Fucking the boss's daughter is a bad idea though. Maybe work as friends at least but we aren't even at that level
Link for first thread?
>>31243290She would jump right away and yes if Norman proposed her right now.
>>31243302search the quest name on suptg or foolz.
>>31243306I honesty don't see why though?We're hard working, have a few good ideas but get ignored and are underpayed. We don't seem to have any real ambition either.At least that's the feel from what I got in the first thread.He might change.
> Go organize the stocksThe potions have been filed away in lots of wooden boxes in the storeroom, with lots of blue, red, yellow, green and other colors residing with each other. Clay was right, this did need sorting.You kind of wish he could do this himself considering he’s the one who makes these potions.You start stacking potions up onto the shelves, by color, effect, and by size. Large potions go in the back and are generally the most expensive ones, whilst the smaller ones go in the front. Health potions are the most abundant considering how often adventurers hurt themselves and generally receive half the entire storeroom to themselves, while stuff like strength, poison, intelligence, and other miscellaneous types of potions get filed away in the other half.This takes the better part of the morning. Clay and Marigold occasionally drop by to check in on you, watching you work.Clay slinks in around you, materializing onto one of the shelves. “Mister Niemand.”“Clay.”…You tilt your head, putting a health potion away onto a shelf. “You need something?”“What’s it like being able to feel things?” asks Clay.You furrow your brow. Kind of out nowhere, Clay. “Well, we take it for granted. You know, we were born with it.”“I mean, feel, feel. Emotions. Pleasure. Pain.”> “Clay, I’m a shopkeeper, not a philosopher.”> “It feels.”> “This is strangely ominous, Clay, are you planning on burning the shop down or something?”> Write in
>>31243353>We're hard working, have a few good ideas but get ignored and are underpayed.We also have no magical skill, so how would we even implement our ideas?We're hard working, but have no skills, no training, and no education.And we turned our back on accepting the thousands of gold that our adventuring parents have as disposable income, just so we could feel that we're making our own way in the world.Which just happens to be working at a corner potion shop, and not even as the general manager but as the checkout clerk.
>>31243353You think every married man is a hardworking, good looking person with great dreams and ambitions? People fall for each other for strangest reasons, sometimes for no reason at all.Also, Norman is pretty much an average teenager. No reason for a girl to not fall for him.
>>31243361>“This is strangely ominous, Clay, are you planning on burning the shop down or something?”
>>31243361> “Clay, I’m a shopkeeper, not a philosopher.”But if we know one, suggest them.
>>31243361> “This is strangely ominous, Clay, are you planning on burning the shop down or something?”
>>31243361>Write In"It depends on the emotion and to be honest I'm not sure I'm an expert on the subject, I'll get back to you on that." >> “This is strangely ominous, Clay, are you planning on burning the shop down or something?”
>>31243361"It feels like feeling Clay. How the hell should I know? It's like me asking you 'how paw is your paw?' Feeling are what they are."
>>31243453This
>>31243361>>31243453This
> Write inYou shrug. “Well, it depends on the emotion and to be honest, I’m no expert on the subject. I’ll get back to you on it though.”Clay nods. “I see.”You ask him, “Pretty ominous question though, don’t tell me you’re going to burn the shop down.”“Wouldn’t dream of it, fire spells are not my specialty anyway. I’m more into poison. I enjoy seeing a human writhe and struggle against the inevitability that is coming for him, of which is death.”…You stare at him.Clay says, “That was a joke.”“Okay,” you say. “Forgot to laugh, Clay.”“I will remind you next time then.” Clay dematerializes, then slinks down the shelf and back into the main store area.Spellcats were an unusual phenomenon in the World. Nobody is particular sure what makes them or what makes them tic per say. Most people encounter Spellcats as feral magical beings that prey on the souls of the living. Some wizards keep one or two around as pets. There are as many theories on what makes a Spellcat as there are spellcats living in the World today.Regardless however, you finish up your stock taking. You walk back into store and sigh deeply, only to find a huge man, a thin moustache above his lips and a great big sword sheathed on his back. Marigold is leaning forward on the table, lost in his eyes.“Oui,” says the man as he leans forward on the table, also staring intently at Marigold. “I also slew this dragon, his very footsteps were acidic and his breath so powerful that you could be turned to bone! And on my fireplace is one of many of his scales!”> Take a break outside, let Marigold ring him up.> “Can I help you, sir?”> Write in
>>31243586>> “Can I help you, sir?”
>>31243586> “Can I help you, sir?”we can't let some lech drool over Marigold
>>31243586Creepy cat.I love him.
>>31243586> “Can I help you, sir?”>Write in"If your here to buy something then I will take your order but if your only here to flirt with the boss's daughter then do so after working hours, please." norman takes his job seriously
>"Can I help you, sir?"
>>31243586>>31243668>>31243668He smells like an asshole (like us) so let's do this
>>31243586>> “Can I help you, sir?”Norman is nothing if he is not a good worker. This dude smells crook.
> “Can I help you, sir?”You tap the man on the shoulder, his leather pauldron dulling the sound of you. “Can I help you sir?”The man turns to you, smiling. “Ah, oui, oui! Allow me to introduce myself. Je suis Arnold Arronax! Le plus grand aventurier des regions du Sud, tueur de dragon de l'acide et sauveur des villages de Kleiner et Ouimet! Perhaps you have heard of me? ”>> ADVENTURER ARNOLD ARRONAX <<>> ADVENTURER OF THE SOUTHERN REGIONS <<You shrug. “Not particularly, I’m afraid. This is a Magic Shop, we get all kinds of adventurers here.”“Ah, I see, I see!” Marigold still stares at him, stars in her eyes. Arronax says, “Well, perhaps you can help me then! I was seeking a total of ten small health potions! I am prepared to pay with…” he snaps his finger, and immediately a tear in time occurs right next to him.This tear is known as an Inventory Rift. Invented by the legendary Wizard Wyatt the White, these rifts are harmless little enchantments that tear open a hole in reality to store items and other wares without having to rely on packmules or porters. He quickly pulls out a very decorative ornate looking bow. “This happens to be an Elven Army Regular bow, approximately circa 300 BBT.”> “We only take gold.”> “Sure, that’ll do.”> “That’s not worth ten potions.”> Write in
>>31243586> “Can I help you, sir?”Let's not immediately leap into being an asshole
>>31243812Do we know the value of the bow?
>>31243812>Write inUnfortunately I'm not a expert on Elven Bows, I need to get this appeased by someone who has knowledge on the subject to accurately estimates the value or if it's a fake.It's standard procedure.
>>31243812>I'm sorry, Sir, you'll have to sell these weapons somewhere else then come back with gold later.
>>31243812>>31243843If Pawn Stars has taught me anything never take the values our of the seller's mouth.This
>>31243812> Write inif you want to pawn that bow, we'll have to take it to an expert to verify it.We give this guy our full 'pawn star' work over!
>>31243812>Write in"I'll go get the potions ready then, be out in a moment."Go get our boss, he could probably tell if he's being bullshitted or not.
>>31243812>> Write in"We don't usually take barter, but I could recommend a smith that might be interested in purchasing it from you."Schwarz was just talking about having purchased a bunch of weaponry from dwarves, so we already know he's in the business of buying and selling.
>>31243812>>31243843>>31243873i'm glad I'm not the only one who watches Pawn Stars
>>31243843>>31243867>>31243873>>31243878>>31243880i take it we all have watch Pawn Stars? also, ask Marigold to go get the boss, we DO NOT leave her alone with this guy.
>>31243812>“We only take gold.”If Smith is still by the door.>"Let me show it to someone who knows about bows and get back to you on that."Do it like you are doing him a favor.
>>31243812"I'm sorry, this is a magic shop. We don't buy or trade in mundane items and unenchanted weapons."
> Write in“We need an expert.”Clay immediately pops onto the counter. “Yes?”You said, “Ah, good timing, Clay.” You nod your head towards the bow. “Can you verify that, see how much it’s worth?”Clay hops onto the bow, briefly engulfing it in his black magical smoke, then materializing in his catform right on top of it. “Ah, Elvish make. Pure yew with a dash of accuracy enchantment and strength, still active in fact. This is pure Elven. What did you say it was, Army?”Arronax nods. “Oui. You can tell by the silver branch wrappings around it. Silver is Army, Gold is Elite Forest Guardian. Anything else is militia make, practically worthless.”You nod. “So how much is this worth then, Clay?”“This bow?” Clay looks down on it, regarding it with his glowing eyes. “I’d say about 200 Gold pieces. In which case, you are seriously overbuying the price. This isn’t worth ten small potions, it’s worth fifty.”Arronax purses his lips. “Ah, I never was good at economics.”> “We can recommend you to the Blacksmith outside.”> “So, fifty small potions then or the equivalent?”> “We still only deal in gold.”> Write in
>>31243998>> “We can recommend you to the Blacksmith outside.”or>> “So, fifty small potions then or the equivalent?”
>>31243922He seems like a standard adventurer type.Stop getting your knickers in a twist. I know you latch on to quest NPCs and go full whiteknight about them, but there's no need to be an asshole to guy. He hasn't actually done anything wrong, yet.
>>31243998Well, i am no arms merchant so i can take the money for ten and thank you for a good business, or i can give you double the amount you need in small potions for the bow."
>>31243998> “So, fifty small potions then or the equivalent?”After we're done we need to have a stern talking to with Clay. He just cost us an assload of gold.
>>31244031Not fluff, but I was more concerned whether he was ripping us of not, since's he's notWe can just sell him the potions or direct him to the blacksmith
>>31243998> “We can recommend you to the Blacksmith outside.”We dun goof'd
>>31243998> “We can recommend you to the Blacksmith outside.”> “So, fifty small potions then or the equivalent?”
>>31243998Sold! ten small health potions.
>>31244057>>31244027What the fuck is with you? You never give full amount in these kinda deals. It is worth 50 potions in gold. We are definitely not giving more than 35 for trade. If he wants 50 for it, he can go sell it and come back with the gold.
>>31243998>> “We can recommend you to the Blacksmith outside.”
>>31243998>> “We can recommend you to the Blacksmith outside.”>> “So, fifty small potions then or the equivalent?”Let him decide
>>31244031I was more worried he'll con her than anything. Besides, this is our job, not hers. We need to be professional here.>>31243998> “We can recommend you to the Blacksmith outside.”If he wants to most from that bow. otherwise...> “So, fifty small potions then or the equivalent?”
>>31243998>> “We can recommend you to the Blacksmith outside.”You never, ever give full retail value in trade for a thing. Especially when it's not something you actually deal in.
>>31244097>>31244089>>31244070>>31244057>>31244027so you people never traded or pawned anything?
>>31244140What will you recommend
>>31244027Changing my vote to > “We can recommend you to the Blacksmith outside.”
> “We can recommend you to the Blacksmith outside.”You point to Mister Randall and Mister Smith outside. “We can recommend you to Mister Smith, he’s a blacksmith, he deals in this kind of stuff. He’ll give you something fierce for this.”Arronax smiles. “Ah, tres bien! Thank you. I’ll go speak to him then. Much obliged!” He nods to Marigold. “And very nice meeting you, Miss Merriweather.”Marigold slaps her cheeks, giggling and blushing. With that, Arronax leaves the store and walks up to Mister Randall and Mister Smith. He communicates a bit with Mister Smith about the bow indistinctly. Mister Randall and Mister Smith look at each other, then Mister Smith laughs. He takes the bow, slapping Arronax on his back, then wrapping his arm around him and leading him on to the blacksmith, laughing all the way.Mister Randall steps in. “These days! I swear I should have opened a pawn shop instead of a Magic Shop.”“But Papa, how else will you keep yourself useful?” asks Marigold innocently. Mister Randall looks ready to bust a nut, fuming, then sighs hugely, calming down.Mister Randall says, “I do magic because it’s what I know, and it is what you shall know, sweetie. It’s not just a matter of being useful.” He steps upstairs and says, “I’ll be in my office. Don’t disturb me unless it’s important.”Marigold asks, “Actually, Papa! Can I get off early today? I saw the most gorgeous gown at the tailor’s the other day and I’m just dying to get it!”Mister Randall stops at the door, looking at her. Then he bursts into hearty laugh. “Ahaha! Do I look like I’m made of money?”“Yes,” says Marigold.“Well, you’re right. Go ahead and take thirty gold out of the counter. Change goes to me, you understand?”“Yay!” She looks over at you. “Would you like to come with me, Norman?”> “No thanks. I don’t get paid if I’m not working.”> “Sure.”> Write in
>>31244070Changing my vote to just to > “We can recommend you to the Blacksmith outside.”or >Only Gold
>>31244227> “Sure.”
>>31244227>Write inOnly if I get paid to do so.
>"Sure"
>>31244227Sure. I don't get paid when I'm not working, but then again I don't get paid when I'm working either, so a walk sounds good.
>>31244227>>31244250This
>>31244227>Write inI'm on the clock, maybe during my break
>>31244227> Write in"You're going to make me carry everything, aren't you?"
>>31244227Aww yiss>sure
>>31244227>>31244250>>31244266>>31244270Some combination of this
>>31244227"No thanks."Don't say the rest. No need to be rude.
>>31244227>"sure"
>>31244227>>31244266This, we're on the job, we can do so on our break/
>>31244227>>31244315This
>>31244227> “Sure.”if the boss lets me go.
>>31244227>>suredoesn't matter if we can or can't go.just show we're willing even if her dad yanks up back.
> “Sure.”> Write in“Well, I’d love to, Miss Merriweather. But I’m on the clock, I really should be working. Maybe when I’m on break.”Marigold pulls out a gold coin and hovers it front of your eyes. “Not even for one gold an hour?”“I’m paid one an hour anyway,” you say.“Oh,” says Marigold, looking down at the coin. “Well, can you please just come with me? It’s not proper for a woman to go gownshopping without a man to oversee!”You yell, “Is it okay if I go?” to Mister Randall.Mister Randall yells back from his office. “She better not come back without her virginity!”You decide to take that as a yes. “Fine, I’ll go.” Marigold squeals in delight, immediately picking up her coat and yours. You look over at Clay. “Watch the shop for me?”Clay phases onto the counter. “Sure.”With that, you and Marigold walk out of the shop and onto the town. Time to go gownshopping.> Talk to Marigold (Topic?)> Enjoy the sights (Skip to the Shop)> Stop by for lunch> Write in
>>31244417> Talk to Marigold: How are her studies going?
>>31244453this
>>31244417>Talk to Marigold: anything interesting happen lately?
>>31244417>Talk to MarigoldIs she buying this for a special occasion?
>>31244417>>31244453This
>>31244417Hey Schteel just a heads up, in your opening you spelled employee with an extra e.
>>31244484this
>>31244453THIS!
> Talk to Marigold.“So, Marigold. How are your studies, anything interesting?”Marigold says, “Oh, definitely! Just yesterday we had a trip to the Ancient Castle of the Elves! They say it used to be the Capital of the Woodland Elves before the King drove them into the forests of the East! It was so haunting, but the adventurer who was guiding us was so brave!” She blushes, squeaking a little. “And so strong as well! I wish I could be an adventurer just like him!”You shrug. “My parents are adventurers, actually.”“Really?” asks Marigold. “How come you aren’t one?”“I just want to stake my own claim my own way.” You sigh. “Admittedly, working at a corner store isn’t exactly how I pictured it, but each and every gold I gain is my own. That’s the most I can say of it.”Marigold nods, humming a little. “Ah, I see I see. Do your parents contact you?”“Yeah, they send me a letter every week. Apparently they found a lost city worth a lot of gold.”“Cool!”With that, you arrive at the Tailor’s. In the display window is a fabulous gown, white with gold trimmings, and a beautiful light pink bow wrapped around the hips, sort of like a gift wrapping. “It’s beautiful!” says Marigold. “And it’s only 30 gold pieces!” She runs inside, and you walk in after her.[1/2]
>>31244712[2/2]The proprietor of this establishment is a gigantic, ugly looking, Orc. >> TURANITEK TAYLOR <<>> TAILOR <<From his counter which is about as tall as you, you look up at him and he looks down at the both of you. In his deep booming voice, he asks you, “How can I help you?”Marigold points to the dress at the window. “Can you get me that one? I can pay with gold!”Taylor nods. “Of course. Come with me.” He leads Marigold into a fitting room. You look around the establishment, all around on racks are beautiful gowns, hand woven from all the finest liveries and fabrics the Orc Kingdoms of the West can offer.Then you notice someone familiar. A girl with glasses.Wait.She looks over at you as she examines a gown. Then she realizes who you are, squeaking and immediately pulling the gown over herself to break sight. The girl from the bookstore, Emily Eckhardt.> “That’s not going to work.”> Wait patiently for Marigold to come back.> Write in
>>31244728>> Write inGo talk to her
>>31244728wait patientlyno Emily route for you guys
>>31244728>> Wait patiently for Marigold to come back.
>>31244728That won't work.
>>31244728>"I told you, that book wasn't for me. You think miss Merriweather would ask me to accompany her here if I was like that?"
>>31244728> “That’s not going to work.”But only after a long, awkward silence. And it has to be delivered deadpan.
>>31244728>Write IntHello miss Eckhardt!
>>31244728>Write in"I wonder where she went...."
>>31244728>Politely greet herRemember, guys, we did nothing wrong.
>>31244728> “That’s not going to work.”> Wait patiently for Marigold to come back.Say it and then wait for Mari. I wonder if the megane-chan will come and talk to us herself.
>>31244838she probably want to be the farest possible from us right now.And yet, I like her better than the shop owner's daughter
> “That’s not going to work.”…You stand there, looking at her. She gently peeks out, then quickly ducks back in.You say very simply, “That’s not going to work.”“Go away, I’m a dress,” says Eckhardt.“Oh, I’m scared, my knees are nothing but butter, it must be a ghost possessing this fine linen.”Eckhardt pokes her head out, frowning. “You don’t have to be so sarcastic you pervert.”“I’m not a pervert,” you say. “I told you, it was for an uncle.”“That’s what they all say,” says Eckhardt. She puts the dress back and looks at you, still a bit skeptical. “So who was that girl you were with?”You say, “Shopkeeper’s daughter. I work with her down at Clay’s. You ever been?”Eckhardt shakes her head. “No, I’m no witch. Quite the contrary, my family’s been nothing but mousy bookkeepers ever since the Big Battle you know?”You nod. “That’s fine. Just know that I’m no pervert and she’s not my girlfriend or anything.”She squints at you, pursing her lips. “I’ll be the judge of that, Mister…?”You nod. “Norman Niemand.”“Niemand. I’ll remember that.”Marigold bursts out of the room, her gown just about glowing in brilliance and radiance. “Hello! Don’t I just look amazing!?”> “Yes.”> “You look great, Miss Merriweather.”> “Let me introduce you to Emily Eckhardt.”> Write in
>>31244950>> “You look great, Miss Merriweather.”
>>31244950> “You look great, Miss Merriweather.”"Don't you agree, Miss Eckhardt?"
>>31244950> “You look great, Miss Merriweather.”That was fast
>>31244950>“Go away, I’m a dress,” says Eckhardt.
>>31244950> “Yes.”> “Let me introduce you to Emily Eckhardt.”
>>31244950> “Yes. You do.”> “Let me introduce you to Emily Eckhardt.”Dont call her miss in front of the girl. No reason to make her upset when we can just tell her yes you look good.
>>31244950> “Yes.”
>>31244950> “You look great, Miss Merriweather.”> “Let me introduce you to Emily Eckhardt.”
>>31244950> “You look great, Miss Merriweather.”I imagine him saying this with a complete deadpan.
> “You look great, Miss Merriweather.”You nod. “You look great, Miss Merriweather.” You look over at Eckhardt. “Doesn’t she, Miss Eckhardt?”Eckhardt nods. “Yes, of course! It looks lovely!”Marigold nods, spinning around, her skirt billowing and hovering about. “Why, I just feel like bursting into song! I feel pretty, oh so pretty! I feel pretty and-“Taylor says, “Hey.” He points to the sign. No Singing.”Marigold blushes. “Oh, sorry!” She looks back at you. “Well, thanks for coming with me. I feel like wearing this on the way back, I bet Papa is going to think I look lovely!” She looks over at Eckhardt. “Who’s this?”You say, “Miss Emily Eckhardt. She runs a local bookstore.”“Oh, are you two going to be wed then?”The both of you yell and shout, “No, no – With her? – With him! – Not with this pervert! – If you think I’m going to be married, you have another thing coming!”Marigold shrugs, smiling. “Ah, that’s what they all say!”You glare at Eckhardt, feeling the words thrown back at her. She sighs.“Well, let’s go home then, we can pick up some lunch on the way too!” says Marigold.> “Sure.”> “Would you like to come with us, Miss Eckhardt?”> Write in
>>31245219>> “Would you like to come with us, Miss Eckhardt?”
>>31245219>> “Sure.”
>>31245219>Would you like to come with us, Miss EckhardtJust to be polite
>>31245219>"Sure."
>>31245219"Are you also here to buy a gown, Miss Eckhardt?"If she is, we should stick around to see her in it.
>>31245219> “Would you like to come with us, Miss Eckhardt?”>He points to the sign. No Singing.Today's a good day.
>>31245219> “Sure.”
>>31245219Why do I feel that people who want bookgirl are the one that were supporting the bookgirl from Princess Guard Quest
>>31245401I don't read Princess Guard Quest. I just think bookgirl is nice. Also, I don't know why, but I find Marigold creepy.
>>31245219> “Sure.”Does public singing really happen enough to be banned?
>>31245401This bookgirl is already better than Sylvie ever was.
This quest is pretty nice, and likeable. The characters are nice too, so far, and there is plenty to be done.But there is this huge fear that every opportunity for fun will be destroyed by the MUH PROFISSIONALISM WORKWORKWORK voters.
>>31245473>Does public singing really happen enough to be banned?I'd imagine that it does when you're a frilly dress vendor.
>>31245473It does in les Misérables
>>31245401I have no idea why you would think that, anon, they're not really alike at all.Sylvie a shit
>>31245510>This quest is pretty nice, and likeable. The characters are nice too, so far, and there is plenty to be done.>But there is this huge fear that every opportunity for fun will be destroyed by the LOL TOTALLY DO THAT STUPID THING voters.in short shut the fuck up and enjoy the quest, and vote for whatever action you would like. dont go around crying because people might not play it the way you want.
> “Sure.”You nod. “Sure.” You look over at Eckhardt. “Well, we’ll leave you to it then, Miss Eckhardt. It was nice seeing you again.”Miss Eckhardt looks down, a little embarrassed. “Well, nice to see you again I suppose then, Mister Niemand. King’s blessing to you.”Marigold smiles. “You too! Hope to see you at the shop someday!”With that, the two of you proceed on out into the street. People are rushing to and fro. “What’s going on?” you say.Marigold looks around, curious. “I don’t know.” She stops a man in his tracks. “Excuse me, what’s everyone running for?”The man says, “It’s Lord Lamarr! He’s returned from his hunting expedition!”Marigold gasps. “Goodness!” She pulls on your wrist, laughing. “Come on! Let’s go!”“Wait! Slow down!” you say as Marigold drags you along. Then you hear it, the drums, the pipes, the band playing.And the stomping and the clapping.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qGaOlfmX8rQ[1/2]
>>31245551[2/2]Everyone gathers at the huge gates of the city, the guards keeping the crowds at bay as Lord Lamarr’s troops roll in the fruits of their labor. Huge beasts from the east, hanging and skinned. Some separated into chapters, with their feet coming in and their head coming last.Then the crowds cheer as the man himself comes in, in full plate regalia. His great black beard flowing, his blue cape flowing behind him as well. He rides in on a great horse he named “Alexander.” He grins, waving to the people, even shaking hands with some nearby guardsmen.The Royal Announcer stands atop the head of a Great Dragon, to be heard. “Ladies, and Gentlemen! Serfs and peasants of the High City of Imperial City! Your ruler…!”>> LORD LEANDROS LYSANDROS LAYTON LAMARR THE FIFTIETH <<>> SON OF LYCURGUS LYSANDROS LYLE LAMARR THE FOURTY-NINTH, LORD GOVERNOR OF THE HIGH CITY OF IMPERIAL CITY AND LORD OF THE FIEFDOMS OF JONESTOWN, STONEBRIDGE, STEELWATER, BAKERSTON, JAMESVILLE, SWORDWALLER, TWO BRIDGES, CASTLE WAXER, CASTLE KESSEL, AND FORT MONTAGNE. SLAYER OF THE ELDER DRAGON NAMED SMOKER, DEFEATOR OF THE BEAST HYDRA, DESTROYER OF THE GREAT EMPEROR CRAB OF STEEL WATER, AND MERCHANT LORD OF THE KINGDOM OF THERINDEL, THIRTY-SEVENTH IN THE LINE OF SUCCESSION <<Marigold screams, bouncing in place as you keep close to her. “It’s him! The most amazing adventurer that ever lived!”> “He doesn’t look so tough. His name isn’t even that long.”> “Yeah, that’s him.”> “Can we go back to the shop?”> Write in
>>31245559>>> LORD LEANDROS LYSANDROS LAYTON LAMARR THE FIFTIETH <<>>> SON OF LYCURGUS LYSANDROS LYLE LAMARR THE FOURTY-NINTH, LORD GOVERNOR OF THE HIGH CITY OF IMPERIAL CITY AND LORD OF THE FIEFDOMS OF JONESTOWN, STONEBRIDGE, STEELWATER, BAKERSTON, JAMESVILLE, SWORDWALLER, TWO BRIDGES, CASTLE WAXER, CASTLE KESSEL, AND FORT MONTAGNE. SLAYER OF THE ELDER DRAGON NAMED SMOKER, DEFEATOR OF THE BEAST HYDRA, DESTROYER OF THE GREAT EMPEROR CRAB OF STEEL WATER, AND MERCHANT LORD OF THE KINGDOM OF THERINDEL, THIRTY-SEVENTH IN THE LINE OF SUCCESSION <<could we just call him Lea?
>>31245551>>31245559https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Hi8IWqic0U> “Yeah, that’s him.”conpletly deadpan
>>31245559> “Yeah, that’s him.”It's the fucking king, man. He's gotta be pretty impressive.
>>31245559> “He doesn’t look so tough. His name isn’t even that long.”I think this is appropriate considering Norman's background.
>>31245559>"Yeah, that's him."Why the long name? Is he trying to compensate for something?
>>31245559> “Can we go back to the shop?”> "You are paying me for making me watch a man go down the street."
>>31245559> “He doesn’t look so tough. His name isn’t even that long.”Pretty in character.
>>31245559>> “Yeah, that’s him.”
>>31245559>“Yeah, that’s him.”> “Can we go back to the shop?”
>>31245559>>> “He doesn’t look so tough. His name isn’t even that long.”
>>31245559"...Well, at least he's got a nice beard."
>>31245559> “He doesn’t look so tough. His name isn’t even that long.”
>>31245559>> “He doesn’t look so tough. His name isn’t even that long.”
>>31245610>I think this is appropriate considering Norman's background.Agreed.
> “Yeah, that’s him.”> “He doesn’t look so tough. His name isn’t even that long.”You shrug. “That’s him alright.” You lean over to Marigold. “He’s not that tough. His name isn’t even that long. The Archduke of Abergold has fifty three fiefdoms to his name, not to mention his given name itself.”Marigold looks at you, incredulous. “Ridiculous! Look at him!”Lord Lamarr strides to the front of the crowd, backed by his ever loyal bodyguard. He dismounts from his horse, then throws his arm wide. “Good people of the High City of Imperial City!” he says in his great voice. “I am home!” Everyone cheers, applauding and chanting the name of Lamarr. He gestures for the crowd to settle down. “In the month that I have been gone, I have hunted these beasts down to where they lived, and I have slain them! The Great Dragon of Morrow Forest was no match for my sword, nor was the King Dune Serpent of the Empty Quarter! Not even the Ravager Bears of the Far North or the great Frost Giants of the Frozen North were a match for me, your ruler! [1/2]
>>31245849[2/2]“And thus, my riches that I have attained, shall be presented at the end of the month in this years King’s Festival! In honor of the noble King who united Humanity, we celebrate humanity’s progress, and it’s conquest over the World that once enslaved it! For we…” He drifts off, looking over in your direction. Everyone looks at you and Marigold.Marigold says, “What? What is it?”The crowd immediately starts to part as Lord Lamarr walks up to Marigold, as if enraptured. “You… what is your name?”Marigold looks up at him, blushing, giggling. “Oh my goodess! Um…” Marigold plants her hands on her cheeks, averting her gaze. “I’m sorry, my lord! I’m not worthy to gaze upon you!”Lord Lamarr gently grips Marigold’s chin, and directs her gaze to him. “Nonsense. If anything I am not worthy to even look in your general direction! You are the most beautiful maiden that I have encountered in all of my travels!” Marigold blushes deeper with word Lord Lamarr says. “Not even the great succubus or the deadly harpies or the ethereal sirens have anything on your immense fairness.” He kneels, placing his hands over Marigold’s hand. “I must ask again. What is your name?”> “Her name’s Marigold Merriweather.”> “Uh…”> Let the scene play out.
>>31245869>> Let the scene play out.
>>31245869>> Let the scene play out.She could marry a great lord, let not ruin this.
>>31245869> “Her name’s Marigold Merriweather.”Goddamnit, here we go
>>31245869> “Her name’s Marigold Merriweather.”
>>31245869>> Let the scene play out.We ain't getting together with Mari so don't be a bitch and cockblock her (or the lord). Let things happen as they will
>>31245869> “Her name’s Marigold Merriweather.”I feel like Norman's probably sick of people like this.
>>31245869> “Her name’s Marigold Merriweather.”I totally didn't see that coming!
>>31245869>> “Her name’s Marigold Merriweather.”
>>31245869> Let the scene play out.Well, we pretty much decided she has no chance with us so no reason to interfere here.
>>31245869> “Her name’s Marigold Merriweather.”I really don't like this lean guy.
>>31245869> Let the scene play out.
>>31245869>“Her name’s Marigold Merriweather.”Never pass up an opportunity to be a smart ass
Ummm... Wasn't the whole reason we're employed the fact that she has a thing for us?
>>31245869> “Her name’s Marigold Merriweather.”God he's such a faggot, I don't even like Marigold
>>31245869> “Her name’s Marigold Merriweather.”I bet that the majority of these title are from other adventures that he pay to let him take the credit, hell, I even bet that our parents are in it.
>>31245969He's an adventurer prince. He couldn't be more purple if he held his breath for ten minutes.
>>31245869>“Her name’s Marigold Merriweather.”How old is the faggot?
>>31245999I bet he is every bit as based as the titles suggest. He is the based king who likes to go around killing giant monsters and chase skirts when he is in town.
>>31245999I dunno. He could be legit, given that this world is basically an adventurer paradise.
> “Her name’s Marigold Merriweather.”“Her name’s Marigold Merriweather.”Lord Lamarr looks at you, surprised. “Is it?” You nod politely. He looks back at her. “What a lovely name! As flowery and joyful as the fields of DuFour.”Marigold giggles, averting her gaze and still blushing redder than a sunset.“Tell me, Miss Merriweather! Would you like to accompany me as my personal guest for the King’s Festival?”Marigold gasps, then giggles even more, unable to find words.“I’ll take that as a yes!” says Lord Lamarr.“Hold on.” A woman in full guard regalia and flowing cape slides over, an eyepatch covering her left. “My Lord, you can’t do that.”>> GUARDSWOMAN GALENA GAVINA GARRISON <<>> LORD LEANDROS LYSANDROS LAYTON LAMARR THE FIFTIETH’S PERSONAL BODYGUARD <<Lord Lamarr looks at Garrison, crushed. “Why not?”“It would be very disruptive of your reputation to associate with peasants,” says Garrison simply, her hands folded behind her back.Lamarr gasps, understanding. “Ah! I see. I can only associate with the nobility lest the other Lords think less of me. Thank you, Galena.” He looks at Marigold. “Miss Merriweather, will you marry me!?”whatMarigold coughs, the breath sucked out of her from sheer shock.“I’ll take that as a yes!” He pulls Marigold into a bridal carry. “We shall be married immediately! Tonight even at my Royal Palace!” He walks over to his horse. “And just wait until you see my library, books spanning the centuries all the way to the Elven Restoration!”You walk after them. “Wait!”More Guards slide in between you and him, Garrison blocks you, glaring at you. “No peasants shall disturb the Lord when he is busy!”Ah damn it. After inviting the entire city to this wedding, he and Marigold ride off to the palace to the cheers of many.What to do now?> Get Marigold’s father.> Go after them> Write in
>>31246124> Write inShrug. Inform Marigold’s father. Gently, don't give the man a heart attack.
>>31246124> Get Marigold's fatherThis shit is waaaaaay above our pay grade.
>>31246124>> Get Marigold’s father.Son of a bitch.
>>31246124>> Get Marigold’s father.We on our own wont do much, also he could be known to do this all the time for nice one night stands. I bet her pop would know.
>>31246124What a huge faggot, I don't even know what to choose, there's a good chance that her father would like his daughter getting married to a King and I don't think that we can do much, shit.
>>31246124> Get Marigold’s father.
>>31246124> Get Marigold’s father.Of course we should get her father. Randall is a wizard. We are not.
>>31246175>faggot>bout to tap dat assHave your insults make sense.
>>31246124>> Get Marigold’s father.I swear if this shit is because we don't call her by her first name
>>31246124>Write in>Tell Garrison to have Marigold home by sunset, father's orders.
>>31246124> Get Marigold’s father.What?What.
> Get Marigold’s father.You burst through the front door, encountering Mister Randall and Clay at the counter, apparently making sale to a dwarf. “Mister Niemand, something the matter?” asks Mister Randall.You say, “Marigold’s getting married! Tonight! To Lord Lamarr!”…Mister Randall slams his fist on the counter. “Not again!” You quirk your brow. “Again?”He points to the store room, yelling at Clay. “Clay, get me-“ He remembered he was talking to a Spellcat that can barely interact with physical objects. “Nevermind!” He walks around the counter past the confused dwarf. “Fine, we’ll wing it! Come with me! You too Clay!”Clay says, “Do I have to?”“Yes! Now come!”Clay melts down to the floor and swishes along up onto Mister Randall’s shoulder. “You too, Mister Niemand. Come on!”You leave the store with a, “Sorry, we’ll be back later” sign in the window, and a very confused dwarf still in the store.After a brief stop off for apples and lunch, you arrive at the Royal Palace. A huge spire where the only entrance is up a monstrous flight of stairs all the way to the great doors. People are already heading up in anticipation. “Quickly!” says Randall as you all start running up.…Randall pants, sweating beating down his head. “Darn it! Go on without me!”You look back at him. “We’ve only done forty steps.”Randall lies back on the stairs, Clay rolling up at your feet. Randall says, “That’s forty steps too many!”> “Mister Randall, please get up.”> “Clay, do you have a way to get in there quietly?”> Fine, let’s give up then.> Write in
>>31246345>> Fine, let’s give up then.
>>31246345>Princess carry
>>31246345> Write inPiggyback time.No homo.
>>31246345>write in Knock someone out and disguise yourself as them hitman style
>>31246345>> “Mister Randall, please get up.”Knock him out. Start a scene. He is dying (of a broken heart) and Marigold needs to seem him before he leaves this godforsaken earth.
>>31246345>>31246381This
>>31246345>> Write inCarry that old man in.Marigolds not going to be lost to some asshole
>>31246345> “Mister Randall, please get up.”Use a potion? It's only stairs.
>>31246124>Return Marigold with her virginity intactYou had one job Norman.
>>31246345>“Clay, do you have a way to get in there quietly?”or>>31246396>>31246381>>31246375would work
>>31246345>> Fine, let’s give up then."Well, we can congratulate her tomorrow. I am kinda tired actually. Good night."
>>31246396This sounds hilarious, lets do this
>>31246396>>31246476We are a normal teenager.
>>31246345> “Mister Randall, please get up.”Man one of those potions would have been handy
>>31246381This
>>31246492In a world full of awesome adventurers, out of the box thinking could be normal
>>31246345>> “Clay, do you have a way to get in there quietly?”
> Write inEvery fiber in your body is starting to pull and tug painfully as you climb every stair on the way to the top. On your back is the heavy old wizard who apparently can’t be bothered to take a walk every now and again and keep himself fit.You grit your teeth. “You ever think about cutting a few pounds, Mister Randall?”Mister Randall says, “Shut up and get up there!”You carry Mister Randall and Clay all the way to the top of the stairs, then finally drop him at the top where you meet the immense doors into the palace itself. Guarding it is a force of Lord Lamarr’s most elite guard, clad in black armor and wielding great poleweaponry which glinted in the sunlight. People are chattering excitedly about the wedding as they walk in, welcomed by the guard.You walk past them, that was easier than you thought it’d be.You set Mister Randall down on a bench, letting him catch his breath. You sigh, catching yours as well. “Okay. What’s the plan, Mister Randall?”Mister Randall says, “We find Marigold, and get her out before the marriage.”“Alright,” you say. You look at Clay. “Anything you can do to help?”Clay says, “I can provide an invisibility enchantment, it’ll last about thirty minutes unless you forcefully deactivate it.”“Do I-““No, you do not have to take your clothes.”You look around. There are couple of maidens in white garb, they probably attend to Marigold. Then you see a guard at the stairs, distracted by a book entitled, “Andronikkos and the Harpies from Beyond the Stars!” You could probably sneak past him too.Of course, you could always just climb into Marigold’s room through a window outside.> Go for the Maidens> Sneak past the Guard> Invisible your way in> Climb up the window> Write in
>>31246619>> Climb up the window
>>31246381>>31246429These
>>31246619> Write inYou are so paying me overtime. Also, why are we doing this? Marigold so wants this.
>>31246619>write in Do the hitman thing!
>>31246619>> Go for the MaidensFind marigold, then invisibility our way out
>>31245451She reminds me of Lisa.>>31245502Because she is more developed?>>31245526I don't know can't help but make the comparison
>>31246619>Invisible your way in
>>31246619>> Go for the Maidens
>>31246619>> Invisible your way in
>>31246663I like this one
>>31245451Marigold is either a sheltered airhead or an extremely devious courtesan who been gunning for the Lord since Day -1. Either way, someone to be avoided.
>>31246619>MaidensWe should talk to Marigold first but before that ask the old man what he meant by 'Again'
>>31246619>Go for the Maidens
>>31246663Obviously, Marigold is an elf. She gonna die once its discovered.
> Go for the MaidensYou say, “Listen. You are paying me extra for this, you understand?”Mister Randall says, “Bite me! But yeah, I’ll pay you extra.”You walk over to the maidens, who look at you with an air of curiosity and wonder. “Excuse me, I need to see Miss Merriweather, immediately.”One of the Maidens says, “Nobody is to see Miss Merriweather. She’s being changed into her wedding gown.”You say, “I need to do this now.”Another one of the Maidens asks, “Are you here to ravage Miss Merriweather!?” All of the girls giggle, blushing and whispering gossip to each other.> “No, I’m here to make sure she doesn’t do something she regrets.”> “Just get me up there.”> “Yes. I’m here to ravage her so hard that her children’s children will be defiled from birth and every woman within a ten mile radius of this event will have an orgasm so powerful that they’ll go into depression of never being able to receive such an event again.”> Write in
>>31246853>“Yes. I’m here to ravage her so hard that her children’s children will be defiled from birth and every woman within a ten mile radius of this event will have an orgasm so powerful that they’ll go into depression of never being able to receive such an event again.”I just can't help myself.
>>31246853>> Write in"I'm her brother, our father is dying"
>>31246853I'm so tempted to go with the ravaging thing but that might be a bad idea, fuck it lets just keep going>Ravage away
>>31246853>"No worse, I'm her Father's Employee." > “No, I’m here to make sure she doesn’t do something she regrets.”
>>31246853>Yes. I’m here to ravage her so hard that her children’s children will be defiled from birth and every woman within a ten mile radius of this event will have an orgasm so powerful that they’ll go into depression of never being able to receive such an event again.”
>>31246853>"No, but i mightt ravage someone who help me find her as a thanks."
>>31246853> “Yes. I’m here to ravage her so hard that her children’s children will be defiled from birth and every woman within a ten mile radius of this event will have an orgasm so powerful that they’ll go into depression of never being able to receive such an event again.”Its like a big red button that says "don't push" I just can't help it.
>>31246940Thismaybe add something about a jealous father blow things up as well.
>>31246853>> “Yes. I’m here to ravage her so hard that her children’s children will be defiled from birth and every woman within a ten mile radius of this event will have an orgasm so powerful that they’ll go into depression of never being able to receive such an event again.”I don't know what to do, so I do what I always do and choose the longest one.
>>31246853>> “Yes. I’m here to ravage her so hard that her children’s children will be defiled from birth and every woman within a ten mile radius of this event will have an orgasm so powerful that they’ll go into depression of never being able to receive such an event again.”Just for the off chance they take this seriously
>>31246853Go the fun option /tg/ just this once
>>31246853>“Yes. I’m here to ravage her so hard that her children’s children will be defiled from birth and every woman within a ten mile radius of this event will have an orgasm so powerful that they’ll go into depression of never being able to receive such an event again.”Obvious choice
>>31246989your the twintails anon aren't you?
>>31246853>> “Yes. I’m here to ravage her so hard that her children’s children will be defiled from birth and every woman within a ten mile radius of this event will have an orgasm so powerful that they’ll go into depression of never being able to receive such an event again.”Ah, hell with it.
>>31246875>>31246952>>31246975>>31246986>>31246988>>31246997>>31247061I love you guys.
>every woman within a ten mile radius of this event will have an orgasm so powerful that they’ll go into depression of never being able to receive such an event again.i had an ahegao faces compilation pic for this but i can not find it sadly.
>>31247110Well it's the thought that counts, anon.
> “Yes. I’m here to ravage her so hard that her children’s children will be defiled from birth and every woman within a ten mile radius of this event will have an orgasm so powerful that they’ll go into depression of never being able to receive such an event again.”All the maidens look at you, shocked.…One of the Maidens immediately says, “Let’s let him see her!” All of them shout, “Yes!” then they start pushing you up the stairs past the guard.Wow. That actually worked.They quickly lead you on, shielding you from view with their persons as guards walk by. Then, finally, you reach Marigold’s room. One Maiden says, “Don’t be too long, okay?” she says. All the girls giggle and laugh.Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. You open up the door and quickly shut it behind you. “Marigold!”Marigold turns to you, clad in her immense, frilly, puffy, wedding gown. “Norman! What are you doing here!?”You say, “I’m here to rescue you!” Marigold gasps, squealing with joy. Oh boy.“Oh my goodness! I’ve always wanted to be rescued from an arranged marriage! It’s just like in my books!” she says as she skips up to you. “Do you have a mighty steed waiting for us, ready to take us to paradise where we shall live out our days in peace?”“No, I have your father, Clay, and the shop.”Marigold blinks, frowning. “Oh.” She shrugs. “Okay, I’ll settle with that.”“Not so fast!” Guardswoman Galena Gavina Garrison bursts out of a nearby dressing closet. “Nobody shall steal the future Princess today!” She draws her magical sword and shield, ready to take you on.Marigold and you look at her, incredulously. Marigold says, “… were you watching me undress?”“Maybe!” yells Garrison.> Run> “Look, Marigold doesn’t want to get married. I’m taking her with me.”> “Go on, kill me. You’ll only kill a man.”> Grab something to fight her with. (What?)> Write in
>>31247110
>>31247133>> “Go on, kill me. You’ll only kill a man.”Their adventurers parents wil raze this city o the ground
>>31247133> Grab something to fight her with. (What?)Obviously, we need to take off our pants. Galena seems like a shy young lady who will be dumbstruck by the stature of our manhood.
>>31247133>> “Look, Marigold doesn’t want to get married. I’m taking her with me.”
>>31247133Tell the guard to switch cloths with Marigold so that she can marry the king instead.
>>31247133> RunPrincess carry her away
>>31247133>>31247187Sure why not,Tell Merrigold to look away
>>31247133> Write inThis marriage cannot be sanctified in the eyes of gods and men unless her father approves of it!
>>31247133>Write in POCKET SAND!
>>31247133>Grab something to fight her with. (What?)Candle stick.
>>31247182Man i love how that satan guide my cock stands out.
>>31247133> Grab something to fight her with. (What?)Her sword and shield.Be utterly polite and professional in taking them."Excuse me...thanks."
>>31247133>>I’m taking her with me.”
>>31247133Throw some near by clothes at her and run
>>31247133> “Look, Marigold doesn’t want to get married. I’m taking her with me.”
Guys fighting her is the obvious bad option.The only thing going for us now is that we're not a threat and shes obviously a trained fighter.
>>31247259That would be hilarious
>>31247133You are forcing her to marry him with swords then?
>>31247302My advice is pocket sand her and run
>>31247393I dont think we armed ourselves with pocket sand before we left.
>>31247487The entire point of pocket sand is that you don't need to consciously arm yourself with it.
> “Look, Marigold doesn’t want to get married. I’m taking her with me.”> Grab something to fight her with.You say, “She doesn’t want to get married. I’m taking her home with me!”Garrison points her sword at you. “If you want her. Claim her from me then!”You grab a nearby candlebra, pointing it at her. She slices it in half with but a flick of her sword. Oh boy.You reach into your pocket and grab the dirt and sand residing in it. “Pocket sand!” you yell as you toss it in her face. It harmlessly bounces off her face.“Too bad,” says Garrison. “My eyes have built up an immunity to dirt and sand!”That is actually incredibly useful but it still comes right the hell out of nowhere. She swipes her sword at you, to which you dodge and then run over to the bed, jumping on top of it.Marigold cheers you on. “Fight, Norman!”Garrison strikes the bed, splitting it in half and sending you to the floor. You quickly stand up as she hops over and brandishes her sword at you. “Surrender!”Oh boy, what did your parents teach you about situations like this?“Son, if you can’t find a weapon, look for one,” said your father calmly as he fought a crocodile during that one outdoor picnic.You look down at her sword, then grab the hilt, surprising Garrison. “Yeah, I’m going to need to borrow this, please.” She lets go, shocked. You grab the shield as well from her. “Yeah, that too. Thank you.” You walk over to Marigold, clumsily on guard.Garrison looks at you, strangely. “Did you just take my weapons from me?”You shrug. “Well, I’m usually polite.” You quickly grab Marigold and run like hell.[1/2]
>>31247517We are not a spell caster, we cannot conjure sand.
>>31247487Pocket sand is the natural defence mekanism intransic to all things with pockets.You don't need to prepare it yourself
>>31247548[2/2]You run down the stairs to the shouts of guards. Randall and Clay yell at you at the entrance. “Hurry! Come on!”Garrison yells as she pursues you. “Don’t let them get away! Shut the gates!”A guard yells, “But there are people still coming!”“Open the gates!” yells Garrison.“But we can’t let them out!” yells another guard.“Shut the gates a little!” yells Garrison.You arrive at Randall and Clay. Guards start coming in from everywhere as the doors starts closing narrowly.> Make a run for the door> Tell everyone to run, you’ll cover their escape> Write in
>>31247575>> Make a run for the door
>>31247575>> Tell everyone to run, you’ll cover their escape"Elves up the noses! Run for your lives!"
>>31247575>> Tell everyone to run, you’ll cover their escape
>>31247575>> Write inヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ RIOT ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ RIOT ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ
>>31247575>Make a run for the door>Pick up Marigold into your arms and slide under the closing gate
>>31247575>> Write inJust Scream “RUN!” and keep going
>>31247575>Tell everyone to run, you'll cover their escapeTime to du-du-du-du duel
>>31247575>> Write inHave everyone run for it.Jam the shield in the door to keep it open.
>>31247575Elvish assassins have come for the prince, protect the prince?
>>31247575>Make a run for the door
>>31247575> Write inYell that there's a fire, everyone will get out.
> Make a run for the door“Run!” you yell.You, Clay, Randall, and Marigold start running for the slowly closing doors that aren’t even going to close all the way anyway. The Guards yell as they pursue you, brandishing their poleweapons and swords.Garrison yells, “Stop them!”You squeeze through the door as it doesn’t close. Freedom!Then Lord Lamarr and his personal Companion Cavalry ride up to you, stopping you and surrounding you. They bring their lances down at you, their tips glimmering with deadly sharpness that could pierce the heavens.Garrison and company come out shortly after, also surrounding you. “We’ve caught them, My Lord!” says Garrison. “What shall we do with them!?”Lord Lamarr frowns, stepping off his horse, then walking up to you all.> “Just let us go.”> “Marigold doesn’t want to get married.”> “We’ll give you Marigold if you spare us.”> Write in
>>31247793Just let us go.
>>31247793>> “Marigold doesn’t want to get married.”
>>31247575>> Make a run for the doorwe sure as hell are not sacrificing ourselves by staying back. In fact, run like hell and be the first one to get the fuck out. We did more than enough.
>>31247793Aww shit>She doesn't want to get marriedand then challenge him to a duel
>>31247793>> “Just let us go.”
>>31247832>>and then challenge him to a duelThis and do try bringing our parents names.
>>31247793"What? Are you just going to force her to marry you by force? You haven't even asked her father's permission for marriage. Hell, you haven't even taken her permission for it, all she did was giggle."
>>31247793>> Write inBurst into song. Absentmindly behead the lord.
>>31247874I like this but do it while duelling him
>>31247793>> “Just let us go.”It'll save you a lot of trouble.
>>31247886duelling's retarded. I'd say no at this point.
>>31247793> “Marigold doesn’t want to get married.”Also this quest is Great And you should feel Great
>>31247874>>31247886so what happened to the ordinary under paid worker of a magic shop?
>>31247953Fucking this, how in hell the quest go from Working in a magic shop for rescuing a girl from a arranged marriage with the king?
>>31247953Well it's just I don't see a way to get out of this without duelling him
>>31247575Well, that escalated quickly
>>31247980I am fine with that. My bone was more with the throw pocket sand and duel the prince for the girl we do not want to be together fags. Saving her is all well good otherwise with me.
>>31247793> “Marigold doesn’t want to get married.”
> “Just let us go.”> “Marigold doesn’t want to get married.”You say, “Marigold doesn’t want to get married. Please, just let us go.”Randall steps in front of all of you. “If you want my daughter, you’ll have to go through her father and Clay!”Clay says, “No thanks, I’ll be back at the shop.” Clay phases into the floor then slinks away.Lord Lamarr stops, standing eye to eye with Randall. “So you are Miss Merriweather’s father?”“That’s right,” says Randall. “Former Grand Wizard who was fighting while you were still wetting the bed!”Lord Lamarr smiles, crossing his arms. “You and me ought to have a duel sometime then, old man.”Randall coughs. “Oh- Well… I’m a Wizard, not a fighter.” Lord Lamarr gently pushes him aside then walks up to Marigold.Marigold frowns, looking away. “I’m sorry, My Lord. They’re right. I… I’m not particularly ready for marriage just yet.”Lord Lamarr scratches his chin, sighing. “Hm… I suppose I understand!”[1/2]
>>31248110[2/2]…Garrison’s jaw drops. “What.”Lord Lamarr says, “You were right, Galena! I’ve been acting impulsively! I’ve left this woman’s enrapturing beauty blind my judgment! How could I have been so foolish?” She takes Marigold’s hand and kneels down, bowing to her. “Miss Merriweather. Please forgive me.”Marigold blushes. “Oh my goodness, My Lord. I don’t want to say.”Garrison nudges her in the elbow. “Forgive him.”Marigold nods. “Yes, yes. I forgive you.”“Good!” says Lamarr, lifting his head and grinning. “Well, we can’t let the preparations go to waste.” He snaps his finger, and scribe immediately slides over with a scroll and quill in hand. “Scribe. Cancel the wedding, instead we shall just have a nice little feast with the people tonight.”The scribe says, “Very good, My Lord.” The Guards shrug and disperse. Marigold says Thank you to Lord Lamarr and Randall sighs in relief.Garrison nudges you. “Ahem.”> “Yes?”> “Oh, right, your weapons.”> “Alls well that ends well right?”> Write in
>>31248125>> “Oh, right, your weapons.”
>>31248125> “Oh, right, your weapons.”Would you like to purchase a magical weapon chain? Guaranteed to reduce the incidences of disarmament by at least 50%!
>>31248125"Well, anyways, i should go now. I am tired as hell after such a ridiculous day."We are keeping them sword and shield and selling them. WE have to get something out of all this trouble.
>>31248125>Alls well that ends well right?By the way, I'm keeping these
>>31248125> “Alls well that ends well right?”Let's try to make her too awkward to ask for them back.
>>31248125>> Write inI'm sorry, if you wish to purchase these items, please visit the shop
>>31248125>“Alls well that ends well right?”
>>31248125All swell ect. Ect. Ect.Then just walk away.
>>31248172Fucking this.
>>31248125"I'm sorry Ma'am, if you wish to purchase these items please visit our shops."
>>31248125> “Alls well that ends well right?”
> “Alls well that ends well right?”You smile at her, shrugging. “Alls well that ends well right?”Garrison crosses her arms, glaring at you with her one good eye.…“Why are you staring at me like that?”She punches you in the gut, flooring you and sucking all the air out of your lungs. You drop her weapons, to which she picks up her sword and sheathes it, then slings the shield on her back. “Next time, if you going to take my weapons, you better be either the Lord himself, or have some kind of death wish.”You groan. “Duly noted,” you squeak out.She rejoins Lord Lamarr at his side, folding her hands behind her back. “My Lord.”“Galena!” He wraps her arm around her, nearly breaking her stoic expression. “Come, let’s have a hearty drink of ale and wine! All of you!”To that, the Palace Hall is now filled with music, lighthearted cheer, and joyfulness as people dance and sing, eat and drink, and just drown their worries in nothing but ale. Lord Lamarr sits at his throne, slouching and having himself a nice glass of wine as Garrison stands by his side.You, Randall, and Marigold sit at a table, digging into some well-cooked chicken and ale. You look around, seeing a few familiar faces. The Apothecary is dancing with some very fine women half his age. Emily Eckhardt is simply sitting alone, looking around awkwardly, and that Barmaid Winona Willmot is dancing along with a lot of people to the music.> Converse with Randall and Marigold (Topic?)> Dance> Eat and Drink> Write in
>>31248373>> Converse with Randall and Marigold (This is way above my paygrade)>> Eat and Drink
>>31248373>Converse with Randall and Marigold (Topic?)I still want to know what Randall meant by "not again."
>>31248373Go sit with Emily Eckhardt
>>31248373> Converse with Randall and Marigold"So this kind of thing happened before?
>>31248373>Dance
>>31248373>> Converse with Randall and Marigold (Topic?)>> Eat and DrinkPerhaps bring in Emily? Its not that fun to sit alone.>>31248417This sounds good.
>>31248373Eat and drink and chat with Randall about how much I will get. I am thinking two weeks pay.
>>31248373>>31248406>>31248417>>31248443This
>>31248443This.
>>31248417This.
>>31248373>Dance with the BarmaidWe went through all that trouble might aswell enjoy the party then.
>Dance with the BarmaidThis. She might remember him and a new character will become more active than just being 'oh that barmaid that fucks for money sometimes'
> Converse with Randall and MarigoldYou say, “So… again? Just to ask you know considering you’re definitely going to be paying me more than one gold per hour after this.”Randall whips his head around after downing a mug of ale. “Ah! Well… Marigold my daughter here is very beautiful.”“Oh don’t start, Papa!” says Marigold, laughing.“I will, this kind of thing happens once a month,” says Randall. “I’m quite surprised it took Lord Lamarr this long to notice you. A boy will come, ask for your hand in marriage, inadvertently kidnap you, and I have to save you.”Marigold shrugs. “Well, when you put it like that.”Randall nods, leaning back in his chair. “Yes indeedy! Well, I suppose you are in for a raise considering the work you did today, Mister Niemand. How’s about three gold an hour now?”> “Can’t we go a bit higher?”> “Sure.”> Shrug and go dance.> Write in
>>31248665>> “Sure.”
>>31248665>“Sure.”"What about a bonus?"
>>31248665>“Sure.”Better than what we're getting now, I think.
>>31248665>Nice, stepping up the ladder
>>31248665I could save her ever time for nine gold an hour.
>>31248665>> “Sure.”Can't push it too far.
>>31248665>> “Sure.”>Also try out the cooling thing for drinks, it will catch on.
>>31248665>“Can’t we go a bit higher?”>Being negotiations. Use the charisma you inherited from your adventurer parents.
>>31248665>“Sure.”If we push it he'll probably lower it
>>31248665>Have a trial of the cooling drinks based on your freezing sword concept. We can make the store better.> “Sure.”
>>31248665>> “Sure.”>Go dance with the barmaid
>>31248665>Tell him to sell the cooling sustem
>>31248665>Convince him of the cool drinks idea
>>31248665>> “Sure.”Don';t want to ruin the relation with just money.
>>31248665>> “Sure.”Lets not push it.
>TRIPLE YOUR SALARY>TRYING TO NEGOTIATE FOR MOREYOU GOTTA START SMALL AND NOT GET GREEDY! GOD DAMN, YOU ARE NOW THREE TIMES BETTER OFF THAN YOU WERE! DON'T BE A LITTLE B**CH!
> “Sure.”You smile. “Sure, Mister Randall. Sounds reasonable enough.”Mister Randall smiles, patting you on the back. “Excellent! Remind me later!” He quickly snaps his finger, blasting the mug with a frozen spell. It turns a frosty blue-ish white as Mister Randall takes it up then sips it. “Ah, still cool!”Marigold says, “Oh, can do it for me, Papa!?” Mister Randall nods, then casts the spell on Marigold’s mug. “Yay!” She quickly chugs the entire pint down, then slams the empty mug on the table, exhaling in bliss. “Ah! That is cool!”Mister Randall says, “Quite the excellent idea you had there. I’ll make sure to see if I can’t market it a little.”“Well, thanks Mister Randall. At least you acknowledge creativity,” you say.“Yeah, yeah. And thank you, Mister Niemand. For saving my daughter.” He shrugs. “Not that she needed saving, I could do it myself, but I am an old man.”You nod. “Very.”“Bah!” Mister Randall scoffs as he returns to drinking.> Converse with Mister Randall and Marigold (Topic?)> Eat and Drink> See what Eckhardt’s up to.> Dance (With anybody?)> See what Lord Lamarr and Garrison are up to.> Write in
>>31248910>> See what Lord Lamarr and Garrison are up to.
>>31248910>Dance with the barmaid.Stablish that character and make her more than just a previous distraction.
>>31248910>See what Eckhardt’s up to.
>>31248910> Eat and Drink
>>31248910> Dance (With Clay)
>>31248910>> See what Lord Lamarr and Garrison are up to.Job opportunity
>>31248910>Dance (With anybody?)Barmaid could be fun
>>31248910>> Dance with Barmaid.
>>31248968>>31248937Why dance with the slut?
>>31248910>> Eat and Drink>> See what Eckhardt’s up to.
>>31248910>See what Lord Lamarr and Garrison are up to.
>>31248910>Talk with Lord Lamarr and GarrisonI guess we should apologize for you know breaking in
>>31248910> See what Lord Lamarr and Garrison are up to.
>>31248910> See what Eckhardt’s up to.
>>31248910 > See what Eckhardt’s up to.
>>31248910>> See what Lord Lamarr and Garrison are up to.See if they know our parents.
>>31248910>Dance with barmaid
>>31248997At least we could get something out of it, not like talking to the douchebag loard.
>>31248910>Dance (Barmaid)
>>31248910> See what Eckhardt’s up to.or> Dance (With barmaid)
>>31249083Get what?
>>31248910>dance (Barmaid)Eh, why not?
>>31249108Laid probably. I'd take bookworm over slut tho.I'd rather see what Eckhardt’s up to.
>>31248910Check out eckhart
>>31249153In a public event, I doubt it.Only way if we take her home.
>>31248910>> See what Eckhardt’s up to.See if we can bring her to our table
>>31249182Yes. That's not a bad plan, actually. And we have ane xcuse, if we're late tomorrow.>Dance with the slu-Barmaid.
>>31248910>> See what Eckhardt’s up to.
>>31249205Telling our boss to sleep with the slut is a bad idea.Also people supporting the bookworm, will only prove her right
> DanceYou jump in next to Willmot. “Hey!”Willmot grins, looking at you. “Hey yourself! You dancing with me?”“Sure!”The two of you dance among the growing crowd as people flood in to dance to the high pitched free-wheeling strings being plucked and played. You tap your heel and strike your feet against the floor, stomping and kicking to the beat of the music with Willmot. She grips her skirt, letting it billow and flow as she kicks her bare legs to the music.Willmot yells, “Think you can keep up with me? I’m the fastest dancer in this Kingdom!”You say, “Prove it!”You and tap and slide, kick and stomp, crash and wheel all around the floor, moving your body to the ever speeding strings of the band.Then you sit both sit down next to each other, tired. “Ugh! Okay, you beat me, I forfeit,” says Willmot, sweating and panting. “Gotta say, you’re quite the man if you turned down a freebie and then dance as if you want another one!”You shrug. “Well, I ain’t much of a dancer-““Stop lying,” says Willmot as she smirks.> Head back to Marigold and Mister Randall> Talk with Winona Willmot (Topic?)> See what Eckhardt’s up to.> Dance More (With anybody?)> See what Lord Lamarr and Garrison are up to.> Write in
>>31249293>> See what Eckhardt’s up to.
>>31248910> Dance (With anybody?)Go dance with that barmaid.
>>31249293>See what Eckhardt's up to
>>31249293> See what Eckhardt’s up to.
>>31249293>Talk with Winona Willmot>I might regret that decision later, but I needed to focus on working and stuff, didn't want to get late for the job.>So hey, how's it, being barmaid and stuff? YOu do that kind of thing a lot?
>>31249293>Talk with the barmaid.>So hey, how's it, being barmaid and stuff? You do that kind of thing a lot?The golden question. How much of a whore (not slut) she is.
>>31249493>asking the bar whore 'you do that kind of thing alot'
>>31249293>See what Lord Lamarr and Garrison are up to.This option is too out of place not to be interesting.
>>31249522Maybe throw in a 'Just wondering if I'm special, or what', so it doesn't seem like we're looking down our nose at her.
>>31249293Ask the tavern wench if she wans sum fuk. Or just shoot the shit I dont know seems weird to just dance and leave.
>>31249530Hey, you never know. Free sex might be rare!
>>31249591I'd rather not have to go to the apothecary and suffer his laughs.
> See what Eckhardt’s up to.You slide in next to Eckhardt as she struggles to read a book. “Hey, Miss Eckhardt. What are you doing?”Eckhardt says, “Reading.”That’s got to be difficult considering how loud the atmosphere is.She looks over at you. “Don’t you have some barmaids to ogle?” Before you can respond, Winona Willmot slides in on the other side.“Hey! Being a barmaid happens to pay well,” she says. “Plus, the sex means I get paid extra. I am my own woman!” she says as she pats her ample assets which look ready to burst free from that dress.Eckhardt scoffs. “I happen to be a proper lady, thank you, Miss.”Willmot rolls her eyes. “Whatever. I suppose lots of sex with strangers is better than no sex with anyone.” Eckhardt puffs her cheeks out, fuming. She stands up and taps you on the shoulder. “Hey, I’m free at the tavern tonight, you should drop by. It’s free.” She heads back to the dance floor.Hm. Temping.> Head back to Marigold and Mister Randall> Talk with Eckhardt (Topic?)> Dance More (With anybody?)> See what Lord Lamarr and Garrison are up to.> Write in
>>31249572That's good! Ther eis definetly some potential in that.>Talk with her. Get to know her and ask her about being a barmaid too.
>>31249645> Dance More (Garrison)
>>31249645>Talk with Eckhardt>what is she reading? And why is she reading in here, instead of somewhere else quieter?
>>31249645>> Talk with Eckhardt (Topic?)"Before you ask, the answer to THAT question is no."
>>31249645>Talk with EckhardtSo, reading anything interesting?
>>31249714>>31249645This.
>>31249681Haha why the hell not, voting for this
>>31249645>> See what Lord Lamarr and Garrison are up to.Heyyyy buddies, do you want to buy some "magic juju"?
>>31249645>Dance More (Garrison)Eh, fuck it. This will be amusing.
>>31249714>>31249645seconding
>>31249645>> Talk with Eckhardt (Topic?)" I did not have sexual relations with that woman."
>>31249714VetoingI like the barmaid. She doesn't give a fuck.
>>31249645>Talk with Eckhardt (ask her why she's reading here and not at a library or something)Seriously it's weird.
>>31249798Her giving and fucking is exactly the problem, though. She's just not proper.
>>31249798Oh, but she does give a fuck. A lot of time too.
>>31249855>properWho cares? Really, why would someone care? We're just a store employee, not important to anyone outside of the store. And I bet that Randall would rather have us do the maid or any other whore than getting intimate with his daughter.
>>31249855Proper is overrated
> Talk with Eckhardt> Dance More“So, Eckhardt. I take it you’re not much of a dancer considering you’re trying to read a book in the middle of a party.”Eckhardt nods. “Yeah. And don’t try to drag me on there, I do know how to defend myself if necessary.”“Duly noted,” you say. “It an interesting book though?”Eckhardt nods again. “Well, it’s a book about adventurers and the like. It is pretty interesting, this guy goes on some grand adventure, saves a princess, founds a kingdom, that sort of stuff! That kind of stuff you know?”You nod. “Yeah, it’s the sort of stuff my parents read to me when I was a kid. Of course, I know the time to be reading and the time to have fun.” You look over at Lord Lamarr, in an apparent drinking game with his guards. He slams the cup down, his thirty-eighth one compared to the twenty a combined five men have gathered so far. Garrison stands nearby, a constant vigil. “One moment, I’ll show you something funny.”You walk over to Lord Lamarr. “Excuse me, My Lord.”Lord Lamarr looks at you, barely buzzed. “What? Come to join us for drinks?”“I’d like to ask Miss Garrison to a dance.”Garrison looks at you like you just stepped on a baby. “Pardon?”Lord Lamarr bursts into laughter. “Go on, Galena! Dance with him! It’s the least you could do.”Garrison says, “I do not dance, I am a Guardswoman and I-“ Lord Lamarr slaps her on the buttock, loudly. “MY LORD! WHAT-““Go, Galena! Enjoy yourself!” says Lord Lamarr. The other guards agree with him. You gently push Garrison to the dance floor.“W-Wait, hold on a second, I don’t know how to-“ She stands there awkwardly as everyone dances to the music, a fast fiddle tune backed up by a resonator and an accordion. “I don’t know how to dance,” she says.> Show her> Grab her hands and show her> “Fine, go be boring.”> Write in
>>31249923>> Grab her hands and show her"Follow my lead"
>>31249923> Grab her hands and show her"It's all in the hips"
>>31249923> Grab her hands and show herPull her close.
>>31249923>> Grab her hands and show her"Dancing and fighting are similar, they follow a rhythm. Let me lead, follow my movements. You'll be fine."
>>31249923>> Grab her hands and show her"I suppose this makes twice I've disarmed you tonight."
>>31249923>Grab her hands and show herJust follow my lead
>>31249987hue
>>31249923> Grab her hands and show herBarwhore or bookbitch? Garrison is the best choice, clearly.
>>31249987This
I think I got this figure out somewhat:Marigold = moeEckhardt = TsundereBar chick = ecchiGarrison = No nonsense but crumbles with handholding
> Grab her hands and show herYou grab her hands, prompting her to blush intensely. “Here, like this. It’s all in the feet, alright?” Garrison nods slowly as you step out the rhythm to her slowly, clacking your heels and stomping your feet. “One step, two step, three step, four step. You try.”Garrison says, “Okay.” She repeats your step, tapping her heel then stomping her whole foot, then somehow managing to trip and fall over backwards. You manage to catch her in your arms.…She glares at you. “I swear, if you say anything about this, I will murder you.”“Noted,” you say.With that, you spend the better part of the night teaching Garrison the way of dancing. She has a hard time of it, but gets the hang of it soon enough, enough to be dancing on her own.Marigold and Randall walk over to you. “We will be heading home, Mister Niemand,” says Randall. “Are you coming with us?”> Sure.> Nah, I’ll stay a little longer.>> Keep Dancing with Garrison>> Switch to Willmot>> Talk with Eckhardt>> Drink with Lord Lamarr> Write in
>>31250200>> Sure.Wave goodbye to everyone.
>>31250200>> Keep Dancing with Garrison
>>31250200>Drink with Lord LamarrDrinking shanghais
>>31250200>> Talk with Eckhardt
>>31250200Sure. We got what we came here for.
>>31250200>> Sure."That was fun, Ms Garrison. Lets do it again some time."
>>31250200>Keep Dancing with Garrison
>>31250200>Nah, I'ill stay>>> Switch to Willmot
>>31250200>> Sure.
>>31250273Yeeeeees.
>>31250200> Sure.Let's make sure we got that raise though.
>>31250200>> Switch to WillmotCasual sex, ho!Sorry, that was terrible
>>31250200> Sure.
>>31250200>Switch to WillmotThere is no reason to deny her gain.
>>31250200>Sure. Time to go back, but not without flirting a little with Garrison.
>>31250200>Swith to barmaidShe's a nice girl. We should romance her into leaving her current job(s)
>>31250315She better not turn us into a toad or something, have some kind of weird fetish, or use magic potions with weird effects (i.e. Gender bend, etc).
> SureLord Lamarr shakes your hand as you leave. “And do come back if you’d like! I’m sure Galena could use the company!”“My Lord, please,” says Galena as she stands by his side.Lord Lamarr leans over to you, whispering in your ear. “No, seriously. Galena really needs someone to lay bones with her. She’s stiffer than a rock against the wind.” He smiles, patting your shoulder. “But, off you go then! I’ll be sure to visit your little shop if I am ever in need of a potion or two!”Randall and Marigold smile. “Thank you, My Lord!” they both say.With that, the three of you head down the stairs under the starry night sky. Randall tries his darndest to carry Marigold on his back, groaning as his old back creaks and cricks with every adjustment. “Are you sure I can’t just walk, Papa?” asks Marigold.Randall says, “Nothing doing! I am your father, you’ve had a rough day! I’ve had enough adventures as far as I’m concerned and so have you!” Marigold frowns, resting her head on Randall’s shoulder. He points to you. “As for you. I’m sure you’ve done enough for today. I will give you that raise, I assure you.”“Thank you, Mister Randall,” you say.“Wait!” You look back to see Eckhardt running down the steps after you, then she joins in alongside you. “Going home without me?”“Nonsense!” Willmot turns up next to you. “He’s going home with me! A man needs a fine woman in bed.”Eckhardt says, “Really. I don’t see one.”Randall looks at you. “Who are these two?”> “Don’t ask.”> “Friends of mine.”> “Let’s just say I’m popular with the ladies and leave it at that.”> Write in
>>31250466>> “Friends of mine.”
>>31250466> “Don’t ask.”
>>31250466>“Friends of mine.”>But Willmot is right, I owe it to her.
>>31250466>“Friends of mine.”
>>31250466> “Friends of mine.”Marigold is in earshot of everything. Oh dear.This should prove interesting.
>>31250466>FriendsShanghais intensifies
>>31250466> “Friends of mine.”
>>31250497Owe her what? She never did anything for us.
I like the knight.
>>31250466>“Friends of mine.”>>31250497Nice try but Eckhardt is the better choice. but the quiet ones are crazy in bed
>>31250466Galena is best wifu, all other girls are a shit
>>31250586No your waifu a shit!
>>31250586I agree though bookworm or bosses daughter is nice
> “Friends of mine.”You shrug. “Friends of mine.”Randall says, “If they’re just friends then I’m an elephant.”With that, you arrive at an intersection in town. Mister Randall bids you farewell here. “Good night, Mister Niemand. And good night to you two young ladies.”Marigold says, “Hope to see you bright and early!”With that, they turn and leave for the shop. You look between Eckhardt and Willmot, who look at you intently.Eckhardt shrugs. “Meh, I’m going home!” She turns and leaves, waving her hand. “See you perverts later!”Willmot spits on the street. “Prude! If I didn’t have standards, I’d show you how a woman gets her pay!”> Spend the night with Willmot> Head home alone> Write in
>>31250630>>31250708We could have them all, and Marigold too. Maybe even Clay.
>>31250727>> Spend the night with WillmotNos doubts about it
>>31250727> Head home alone
>>31250727>> Head home aloneI am now morbidly curious how long we can do this to her before she just jumps him.
>>31250727>Write inAsk her why she's still following us if she can just have sex with anyone else.
>>31250727>Spend the night with WillmotAbout time! Nothing wrong with a first time.
>>31250727>> Head home alonethis amuses me
>>31250727> Head home aloneAre we 100% sure Willmot isn't a succubus? I'm not taking any chances until we are.
>>31250742Clay best waifu.
>>31250727>Spend the night with WillmotI don't see why not. It's not like we're paying her, so this will have some value to them both. So much potential for development here.
>>31250727>Spend the night with Willmot
>>31250727>> Head home alone
>>31250801Tht's unlikely, otherwise there would be bad rumours and people would avoid her stablishment.That said, you're all faggots for refusing her.>spend the night with her.
>>31250727> Head home aloneI just think this is funnier then sexing her.
>>31250727>Write inAsk Willmot to make the Guard Captain dance some more. Its been a long day.&>Head home alonebecause we must become wizard
>>31250727> Head home aloneSeriously guys? Sleeping with the slutty barmaid?
>>31250727>Head Home aloneTell Willmot we're a bit tired from the party
>>31250816>So much potential for development here.You keep saying this but I'm still not seeing it.It sounds like an empty excuse you're trying out to convince people to vote for your choice.
>>31250840She's a slut in the days before penicillin.
>>31250727>Spend the night with WillmotWhy is anon so prude about these things? It's not going to affect anything, really. Who cares if he does it or not? It would probably entice the other girls, make him seem more manly/mature.
>>31250727>> Head home aloneBid her goodnight, we had fun and all that, do that again some time.Because she'll be utterly confused.
>>31250862>not sleeping with the barmaidDo you even fantasy setting?
>>31250727>head home aloneDon't want to catch something.>>31250894We aren't murderhobos. We have to live in this town.
>>31250894>sleeping with the slutty barmaid in a fantasy settingTime to roll on the STD table.
Is our class Sorcerer, Rogue, or Bard? Because we seem to have charisma out the ass.
>>31250894Not risking getting the clap
>>31250894STDs mang, STDs.Our payment will be another elf porn book from the bookshop.
>>31250727>Spend the night with her
>>31250916Salesman.
>>31250894>fuck a barmaid in front of her dad>give her dad a silver coin as payment>make sure to ask for your changeLiving the dream, Mountain style.
>>31250908>>31250925>STDs>magical settingReally, at worst it will be just a day with it. Then we just have to get a cleric or wizard.
>>31250908She said before she keeps condoms
> Head home aloneYou nod to Willmot. “Good night, Miss Willmot.” You walk past her in the direction of home.Willmot looks back at you, confused. “Wait. You’re not going to sleep with me?”You stop, turning around then say, “Nah. I’m kind of tired, Miss Willmot. Maybe another time.”Willmot looks at you like you just came out as a secret Elf. “Are you- What? I mean, I’ve got condoms and the like! They work! Most of the time! But I don’t get pregnant mind you!”You shrug. “Good night.” Then you turn and start heading home.“Wait! You can fuck me up the ass if you want!”You walk faster.“Damn it! It’s always you! Whatever, next time though!”Good grief.
>>31250960or a potion from the potion shop.Oh, hey!
>>31250894She may have fetishes we don't like.
>>31250960Pretty sure >>31250925 already says the outcome.We'll need to go to the apoc again and we'll need to buy another porno.
>>31250727>Write inAsk her why she's after you>head home after
>>31250960Is a day of magic dick rot really worth it?
>>31250977>She has condoms that work most of the time.>When they don't, it's not that she gets pregnant.Yep. Magical STDs.
>>31250977https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eNigFpaBBf8That's it for today's Magic Shop Quest #2. There are three more threads left in this Quest and the next thread should run on Thursday or whenever I have more time.Tomorrow's LGA if anyone's interested. I should have the time to run that.Follow at: https://twitter.com/GermanSchteelSee you next time.
>>31250727>Head home aloneWe can do better
>>31251018Thanks for the thread Schteel!Shouldn't you be taking a break, though? Like you said?
>>31250977>“Wait! You can fuck me up the ass if you want!”
>>31251018>There are three more threads left in this QuestTHis saddens me.Next time for sure, Willmot. Next time.
>>31251031The month of April is my break so far with family coming home. Mid-late April so far is looking devoid of Quests from me unfortunately.
>>31250937Door to Door or Wolf Home Security?
I don't know why people were so adamant about going home with her. Saying no just makes them want you more.
>>31250977So amusing.>>31251018Thanks for running schteel
>>31251018Quick LGA question was Black Forest visit for the day or will they be there for the weekend
>>31251196They're there for the weekend.
>>31251220So we can take the tour around Black Forest on Sunday?
>>31251252If you'd like to.Depends on if I can get a thread after the Chi-Ha-Tan match.
>>31251259We'll we have something to do on Sunday then. I just imagine sewing club driving in the scout car taking orders from bored BFP students
>>31250977>Blueballing the shit out of WillmotAww yeah
