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As the residual excitement from pitched battle fades into a contemplative spirituality, you offer a small prayer for the departed men, thanking them for their delicious stew. Truly such wanton slaughter is unacceptable. You also thank them for their pocket change, which was likely their latest week’s wage, which will go towards some food and warmer clothing for you later, probably. The morning is chilly and shrouded by a dense fog that rolled in sometime during the construction.

You think back to the face of that young man with white hair. You feel:
>Hatred. How dare he kill innocent people!
>Pity. It is truly sad some feel they need to exploit others for power.
>Acceptance. Though his deeds were horrific, and he did try to kill you, perhaps he had a reason.
>Other(Write In)

>You have one Experience Point. please look over the new rules paste for your options.

>>36150901
>Other(Write In)
Can't wait to find him again, and plunge our dagger in him for what he's done.
>Hatred. How dare he kill innocent people!

>>36150901
>Pity. It is truly sad some feel they need to exploit others for power.
We must pity the foolish

>>36150901
>Hatred. How dare he kill innocent people!
>Pity. It is truly sad some feel they need to exploit others for power.
You both hate and pity him pity him for his weakness hate him for being a dick to everyone.

>>36150875
so is necromancy stronger at night? like does it get a power boost from darkness or the moon or something?

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>ATLAS update.
>Anai has unlocked the HOME function. Simply set a location, and once a week you can teleport yourself and your companions there as a standard action.
>>36151040
That's for you to piece together.

>>36150959
>>36150938
>>36151033
>Mixed feelings.
Writing. Also since no thread is complete without Anubian booty, daily dose.

>>36151040
Undead fizzle in the daylight I think. His hounds did at least. Of course that'll likely change as he gets more powerful.

>>36150901
his reason was he wanted more experience points! Atlas users are more dough because they're a harder fight. If you're looking to speedgrind hunting other atlas users is the best go of it, not killing four times as many sewer rats.

So, no, definitely not acceptance. More like... rivalry. If he's going to get power this way, I want to get just as powerful in a less parasitic way, just so I can rub it in his face when we defeat him, and he has a BSOD when he realizes all the people he's stepped on could have easily been avoided.

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>>36151090
Bless ye OP. Superior jackal-girl being posted this time too? My lord

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>>36151090
>>36151146
>>36151161

As you silently swear vengeance to whatever gods you once or still do worship, you catch a strange sound drifting over the moor. Wait a second. You know that instrument, are they playing BAGPIPES?
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eCrnF844_ww
You can make out about five voices singing, but the marching is of four-legged beasts. If you had to guess you’d say something about the size of Sesmu if not bigger. It seems to be following the road towards the tower, which you are kneeling next to in front of two stone and wood coffins. Sesmu is dozing lightly by the door to the tower.

How do you proceed?
>Attempt to rouse Sesmu and leave
>Stay and meet the patrol
>Hide yourself, Sesmu is incapable however.
>Other (Write in)

>>36151303
>Stay and meet the patrol

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>>36151303
>Stay and meet the patrol
Irish?IRISH!

>>36151303
>Other (Write in)
Head out and meet them before they reach this place, its best we give them our version BEFORE they see and leap to conclusions

>>36151350
Irish?

>>36151386
agreed

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>>36151496
IRISH!

>>36151386
>>36151350
>>36151350
Not wanting to give them the wrong impression, you wake Sesmu and climb up onto his back to ride out and meet them. As you draw closer you start to realize that these are much, much bigger than Sesmu. Guess that was why it was so easy to tame him, he appears to be rather small for his kind. The patrol’s laughter and singing dies down as the lead rider holds up a hand and motions to you. He rides out slightly ahead of his men, and waits for your arrival. He is a large man with an upturned nose and a fair number of scars, he wears a sword at his hip and a shield on his back over his leathers.

“Well now lassie, who might you be? Pretty rare we see someone not from around these parts ridin’ a Wumpus. An’ ye’r brown with ears ta boot. Like findin’ a bronze statue sittin’ in the road it is. Explain yer business.”

How do you reply?
>My name is Anai, I’m an Atlas-user, whatever that means. (100% full disclosure, includes the necromancer)
>I’m not from around here, like you said. A bit hungry and cold. (Deny involvement in tower proceedings, leave out name and purpose)
>I’m Anai, and I have some very bad news for you. (75% disclosure, explain events, leave out your respective books’ involvement.)
>Other(Write in)

>>36151696
>My name is Anai, I’m an Atlas-user, whatever that means. (100% full disclosure, includes the necromancer)
Never lie to an irishman,They can smell fear and lies.....

>>36151696
>I’m Anai, and I have some very bad news for you. (75% disclosure, explain events, leave out your respective books’ involvement.)

>>36151696
>My name is Anai, I’m an Atlas-user, whatever that means. (100% full disclosure, includes the necromancer)

>>36151696
we buried the men, right?

>>36151925
You did, rather nicely too. Little stone and firewood sarcophagi, very swank for Scotch-Irish peasant guardsmen.

Gonna call voting in a couple minutes for full disclosure if nothing changes.

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>>36151903
>>36151717
“Well, my name is Anai, and two days ago I was spat out of a portal with no real previous memories, just sort of vague thoughts and surprise. I have this talking book called Atlas, and this is Sesmu.” You pat your loyal steed on the head. He is none too pleased by the other Wumpuses and their size.
You go on to explain the night’s events, and how the Necromancer got away from you and you buried his victims.
He eyes you, shifting his demeanor from a drunkard eyeing a pretty girl to a soldier sizing up a threat. “Strange name ye got there. Come back to the tower with us and we’ll see if yer story holds water.”
>Accept
>Refuse
>Other

>>36152115
>Accept
>Inb4 it's actually irish whiskey

>>36152115
>Accept

>>36152115
>Accept

>>36152146
>>36152160
>>36152177
You accept, and his men take up flanking positions around you, weapons hanging loosely in their sheaths. Charming. You return to the tower and the leader dismounts and walks over to your burial site. Two of his men follow suit, searching the inside, one carries no weapon, instead he hefts a length of wood over his shoulder as he enters.
He solemnly stares at the two graves, before instructing one of his men to fetch a headstone for the pair. After what seems like a nervous eternity with armed guards on either side of you, the man with the stick returns. “Aye Cap’n Scott. Tis dark magic to be sure, she be tellin’ the truth.” Captain Scott tells his men to relax. “Look here lassie, I appreciate what ye did fer my men. That book ye got with ye only leads to trouble, and tha’s the only warnin’ I give ye. Keep that trouble outta my city. Yer free ta go.”
>How do you proceed?
>Thank the captain for understanding, and continue down the road
>Ask him where his men were headed
>Other questions
>change destination(Current: Nolan, capitol city of Nolan.)
>combination of the above

>>36151696
>bronze statue

is that racist?

>>36152299
>Ask him where his men were headed
Ask him about what's what around here.

>>36152299
>Keep that trouble outta my city.
What city is his city? we are not exactly familiar with local geography
Of course, we wouldn't try to bring trouble into any city, I am just curious

>>36152396
"We be headin' here to start the patrol around the farms outside Nolan. Skinny bastards been comin' outta the woods an' burnin' an' stealin' crops. We gut the little maggots."

He scowls and shoves a finger into your forehead. "But tha's Guard business, an' you keep you an' yer meddlin' book out of it."

>Anything else?

>>36152600
Umm I know that one necromantic asshat used a book like mine but I literally got ripped from where I was to here. So why do you all dislike this thing and by extension me so much?

>>36152600
Elves?

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>>36152499
>Atlas projects himself into your mind, displaying a map of the local area.
>"It seems he's some sort of authority from Nolan. It's a bit of a rough town with historically bad relations between itself and well...everything. Especially the elves. Good river port town though, lots of commerce."

>>36152600
>>36152647
like, Elven raiders? Why does that seem like such a new concept to me? it shouldn't but I can't think of another instance of elves coming out of the forest to raid nearby lands.

>>36152666
I have seen it before, but not that often

>>36152656
Ok, I guess we can humor him and just stay out of that one specific town. Its not a big town anyways.

>>36152644
"Exactly. Ye take a bunch of people, give em power with no motivation, an they do just what 'e did. Go around causin' mayhem and raisin' hell. Ye'r one of the more sane ones I met, but don't think for a second that trouble cannae see yer every move. It follows ye people like the stench o' death."

>>36152666
>Not today, Satan. I won't fall for your clever sarcasm.


Anything else? For now your destination is still Nolan. You currently have no food and a wounded mount, and the weather is getting a bit too cold for your warm-weather attire.

>>36152666
I know right? it's always orcs.

can you think of the last time you've seen Dwarven raiders? Or gnomish raiders? A halfling pickpocket maybe, but a highwayman? Nope. Certainly no vikings.

Man I wanna see that now. Viking hobbits.

>>36152769
WEll sir my mount is wounded and I have little in the way of supplies. I need to head to Nolan to get them and for Sesmu to heal up. I promise to not cause trouble and to leave once everything is ready.

>>36152773
Canon. They now live in little ice-burrows.

>>36152769
==>Anai: Respond:

"Oh no, that's not my Atlas, that's left from the zombies that attacked me earlier."

>>36152806
We told him everything already anon he know.

>>36152811
>being this dense

>>36152825
Hey I voted against it. He knows we have the book though.

>>36152870
>follows you like the stench of death
>"oh no, that's not me its from the zombies"

>missing the joke this hard

>>36152889
My apologies proceed.

>>36152806
You put on your best smartass face and poke a little fun at the captain. “Oh, that’s not my Atlas, that’s leftover from the zombies that attacked me earlier.” He plants his hand on his face and you grin.
“Cheeky little bint ye are…Get outta here afore I change me mind,” The captain says firmly. You shrug and turn to leave.

It takes you the better part of the day to reach town. Along the way you pass the farmlands the captain spoke of. You can clearly see the havoc being wreaked on the outermost plantations. You pass a burned out farmhouse and your mood darkens considerably. Maybe the old fart was right about the books. No, no, this is unrelated. This was already happening. You trod into town as the afternoon sun hangs low in the sky. Already you’re turning heads, in part thanks to your exotic appearance, and your runty though still impressive mount. You pass a large stable. It might be a good idea to put Sesmu up here for your stay in town, while he’s small for his species he’s still rather inconvenient and threatening.

Stable Sesmu? The attendants will look after him and patch his wounds for 2g, provided you pick him up before three days pass, any later will cost you another installment.
>Yes.
>No.

>>36153039
>Yes.
Duh need him tog et healed.

>>36153039
Yes

>>36153039
very yes. 2g is cheap for taking care of a wild animal the size of a minivan.

also, don't really feel like trying to drag it all around with us, especially in its condition.

>>36153039
>Yes.

>>36153105
>very yes. 2g is cheap for taking care of a wild animal the size of a minivan.
considering we "tamed" him via some magic BS, I am not sure he counts as wild animal anymore. More like a ranger's animal companion

>>36153121
we bonked his head and made a persuade roll.
this is not magic bs, this is called we got lucky and rolled a 20.

>>36153076
>>36153094
>>36153105
>>36153120
You pat Sesmu lovingly and let him know you’ll be back. He seems depressed until one of the attendants comes by with a large steak to lead him to the elephant-sized kennel. The attendant turns to you and says, “If yer new in town, only place ye can stay is at one o’ the pubs or on a ship, but the next one isn’t due till the morrow.” You nod and thank her, handing over the stabling fee.

>8g remains
Where to, mighty adventurer?
>To the pubs!
>The shops!
>Wander about and see what catches your eye.

Accompany each with a 1d100, kindly.

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>36153191
>The shops!
Need gear for out of city living.

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>36153191
>The shops!
We need to get an axe....A big axe

>>36153191
>To the pubs!
we need food and hopefully a party to adventure with.
>The shops!
we need general survival gear. like a sleeping bag, tend, 10' pole, rations, flint/tinder etc.
>Other
See if they have some sort of notice board with jobs... probably would be near the pub, or can be asked about in the pub

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>36153191

>>36153232 forgot my roll

>>36153232
>>36153231
>>36153211

As you wander through the town looking for your destination, you begin to take in the atmosphere of the town. It’s louder than the country by far, arguments and haggling at street vendors still taking place even into the evening. As you pass into the open-air market you are bombarded by the smells and sounds of a busy port town gearing up for its next big influx of trade. Fathers and sons are tossing merchandise to eachother out of the windows of their homes, down to the stalls set up below. The faire for now is mostly crafted goods, clothing, carving, supplies like maps and compasses. “Primitives,” Atlas adds. You suspect the produce and meats will come out in the morning when the ship actually rolls in.

You happen upon a stall with a sturdy leather cloak and tunic, and in the waning light with the slight wind chill about you it appears quite tempting. (5g for Winter Wear +1 armor. No Skill penalty.)
Buy? >Y/N

Another stall has an assortment of tools, such as one might need to craft or to repair mechanical objects like locks, clockwork, and other such things. (2g For general adventurers’ tools, flint and steel, a small hammer, and a toolkit that can be used as a lockpick.)
>Buy? Y/N
There’s also a nice warm looking tent for a bit of a hefty price of 7gp.
>Buy? Y/N

>Money remaining 8gp, there seems to be a lack of weapon vendors.

>>36153407
I say buy the armor and tool guys.

>>36153407
Winter wear, buy. We can't hole up in a tent all day, and between a warm tent and warm clothes I would go with the clothes.

>Tent
>Kit
Wait on both. We will get them eventually, but right now we need to first see if we can find a job. As well as the cost of food and lodging.

>>36153407
Ya, buy armor and tools. We can just steal more monies or take a job. We do need monies to get a place to crash tonight, though.

>>36153477
>>36153450
>A little depressing I only have three participants.

You decide to buy some new clothes, as much as you like your current outfit it’s too damned cold to wear it. You throw on the cloak and stow the rest with the toolkit you also bought into the Inventory. Much better. The sun is setting now, so you decide it'd be best to find a meal and a bed. Your stomach growls its agreement.
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C1W8KKPmlm4
You turn the corner, letting your nose lead you to the best smelling establishment, and a man is thrown out of a door into the mud in front of you. “An’ stay out ye bleedin’ tick!” a grizzled man with an eyepatch in filthy torn clothes yells out at the clearly unconscious drunkard in the mud. More charming by the minute, this town. Something strikes you as familiar about it all though, but you just can’t place it. You enter the pub and take off your coat. The pub is good sized, twelve tables scattered about the floor around a fireplace against the back wall, behind which are the stairs to the guest rooms, and a bar with a small kitchen visible through an open door. The eyepatch man and two larger, dumb looking sailors are off in a corner laughing with a couple women. There’s an overturned table and a spilled ale on the floor, indicating the recent fight.

>Sit at a table
>At the bar on a stool
>pass on food entirely and inquire about a room

>>36153614
counter says you have 9, not 3. though its actually probably 8, I swapped computers.

>>36153614
>Sit at a table

>>36153634
what counter? also he said participants, as opposed to lukers. as in, people voting.

>>36153650
>67 / 8 / 9 / 1

at the bottom/top of the page.

>>36153614
>At the bar on a stool
Ask the barkeep for whats up around town.

>>36153614
>>36153677
barkeeps, always good for knowledge

>>36153693
>>36153677
You survey the room. A few people speaking in hushed whispers about the eyepatched man stop and notice you, then seem to talk in hushed whispers in your general direction. Gossip. Gossip never changes. You avoid most of the patrons by sitting at the bar, and speak to the barkeep. He doesn’t look up from polishing his glass and repeats in a monotone, “Only got meat and mead. Gold for a meal, gold for a night.” Friendly fellow. You seem to only have a single piece to your name. Ideas?

>Persuade barkeep to get both
>Intimidate barkeep
>Ask for a job
>Skip Meal
>Sleep outside
>Other

>>36153660
i only see three numbers
70/9/3
I know the leftmose is post count, what are the other two?

>>36153773
>Gold for a meal, gold for a night
gold must be seriously devalued in this setting

>>36153773
>Persuade barkeep to get both

>>36153773
>Persuade barkeep to get both
at least try

also, ask about jobs. this is different from the ask FOR a job since the latter means being a waitress while the former means bounty hunting or some some such.

>>36153831
>Moon Sages: no sense of right and wrong.
What is economy, when I can give adventurers gold out the wazoo for doing things like clearing dungeons I created simply to challenge them.


Also vote dammit people.

>>36153773
I am off to bed QM, sorry. Its not due to lack of interest, its midnight and I slept 4 hours last night, so, that brings you down to two active posters and 5 lurkers (8-2-QM=5)
Hopefully some of the lurkers will speak up

>>36153880
>>36153839
Please roll Anai's persuade, DC 25 (1d20+Charm+Persuade)

Rolled 7 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>36153953
rollan

Rolled 19 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>36153953

>>36153783
Replies / Images / Posters / Page.

I'm doing this from a completely unmodified mac in a college computer lab, running 10.9.5. chrome browser, no extensions.

>>36153980
>>36153966
>Success

You attempt to avail yourself of your exotic charms, but the stubborn old mule of an innkeep isn’t having it. His wife must be a hellhound. You won’t be beat though, this is an old song and dance for you, for whatever reason, and your pride is on the line. Free drinks for life. You squirm around and plead, scooting your seat back and crossing your legs, and eventually your feminine onslaught breaks him down. “Alright alright, one gold for both, now fer pity’s sake put on some clothes and quit wailin’ on.” Damn right.

You hear someone approach behind you, but honestly you smell him first. The old eyepatched man and his three friends have left the women in back, and he puts his hand on your shoulder from behind you. “Ey there lassie, ye got a nice ass, but that’s my seat, and my mead.”

Great.

>End Chapter 3. MOTAquest will return Sunday, 6pm US Central time. Thanks for playing!

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>>36154077
like so

>>36154080
Thanks Moonman enjoyed it.

I keep forgetting the Twitter.

https://twitter.com/WillNyeMTGGuy

Sorry for jerking around the times, been a hectic week.

>>36153831
not really. it's similar to a drachma. (not a modern greece is poor joke. old silver drachmas used to be a days wages, and worth about a days food)

>>36153783
hover your mouse over it and find out.

>>36154148
not quite.

"Modern commentators derived from Xenophon[10] that half a drachma per day (360 days per year) would provide "a comfortable subsistence" for "the poor citizens" (for the head of a household in 355 BC). Earlier in 422 BC, we also see in Aristophanes (Wasps, line 300-302) that the daily half-drachma of a juror is just enough for the daily subsistence of a family of three."

A drachma could feed a family of 6, so long as they were willing to eat like peasants.

Anai is eating a cheap peasant's meal of meat and mead (though usually peasants ate produce, back when it was the cheap one unlike today, where produce is often more expensive due to shipping) and playing 1 gold.

Ergo, 1 gold is about 1/6th a drachma. The equivalent of an Obol.

>>36154238
Basically this, not that I had initially put that much thought into it other than simple rpg mechanics. Meat is currently the cheaper of the products because cattle is raised on the northern side of town in fields the raiders can't pillage as frequently.

>>36154238
which assuming ancient Greece's going rates still hold, would mean skilled labor and soldiers should be expected to be paid about 6 gold a day.

>>36154329
I suppose it is kind of hard for elves to burn cows.

>>36154148
>>36154238
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roman_provincial_currency
>Provincial coins were issued in silver, billon and bronze denominations, though never gold. The majority were bronze. Silver and billon coins were more common in the Eastern regions of the Empire, particularly Alexandria. In general, the issuance of silver coinage was controlled by Rome