Anyone here willing to play?

>>36700369

>Greet them

>>36700369
>Greet them

>>36700369
>Greet them

>>36701291
Still here OP?

>>36701625
Yes. Currently writing.

>>36701436
>>36701452
>>36701455
You shyly lift your hand and manage a simple >"Hello, Archmage. Hello, Sir Alfred... Hello, master Roeder... Hello, master Crow... Hello, Aunt Ally... Hello, master Wulfric..."
before Archmage Sarudore raises his voice.
>"Masters of Magic. I gathered you here because dark times have fallen over this kingdom."
Everybody looks at him in confusion or disbelief. Even master Roeder isn't prancing around maniacally.
>"As you know, our beautiful kingdom has long been ravaged by a mighty plague. Though it now has been stopped, we payed a bloody toll for this to happen. We lost thousands of innocent lives, nearly a third of the kingdom's population. And yesterday, Prince Beric drew his last breath. The plague had already drawn too much strength from the poor boy."
Alanna gasps.
>"That means... The royal line is lost."
The Archmage gives her a sad look.
>" Yes. All of them. King Alric, Queen Elise, and with Beric now their youngest and last child too. Magistrate Gregory sent the news just yesterday."
Master Crow raises his voice.
>"As much of a tragedy this is, what does it really concern us? And for what reason does it concern the girl?"
The Archmage rises from his chair and goes around the table. Next to you, he stops and places his hand on your shoulder.
>"If the king has got no legitimate heirs anymore, a not-so-legitimate one will have to suffice. Therefore, I present to you the king's bastard daughter. Alciadaea."
Crow slowly shakes his head.
>"So this is what the Magistrate wanted. The girl. But why?"
The Archmag takes a deep breath and clears his throat before speaking again.
>"While not being the eldest, she's the most noble one. With her father being the king and her mother being countess Evienne."
Alanna smiles faintly.
>"The king's secret concubine. So this is why we never told her of her heritage."

How do you want to react?
>"But.. why? What harm could this answer have done?"
>"I don't quite get it."
>Other (write in)

>>36702083
>"But.. why? What harm could this answer have done?"

>>36702083

>"But.. why? What harm could this answer have done?"

Well, gonna write I guess.

>>36702117
>>36702142
>"But... why? What harm could this answer have done?"
Alanna looks down, not smiling anymore.
>"First of all, excuse me for this. Maybe you can't but I hope you will at least understand. It was all done to protect you. We didn't want anyone to harm you because of this. Some queens try to get rid of concubines and everything that goes with them out of jealousy or fear for their influence. Sometimes others will try to instrumentalize those like you for their personal gain. Such things, you know. I hope you can forgive this old woman for staying silent for so long."
The Archmage clears his throat again.
>"Anyway, with being the royal family's closest relative, the burden of regency would be upon you. It seems that your journey for knowledge will take you to the court."

How do you want to react to
>Alanna (write in)
and
>The Archmage's revelation (also write in)

>>36702457
>Just give a terrified smile and sloooowly back out of the room.....

>>36702457
"Is my mother still alive? Could I meet her?"

>>36702513
>>36702744
Writing.

>"Like... what? Wait a minute..."
You try to slowly walk backwards, but the Archmage is still behind you.
>"Sit down and catch your breath for a second, girl. Try to get all these thoughts in order."
he says as he guides you back onto your chair.
Your thoughts are spinning in your head. You? A queen? The king's daughter? This can't be true.
>"Is this... some kind of joke?"
you ask. Wulfric smiles.
>"I know quite a lot of jokes and pranks you know. But this sounds like none of the jokes I know. So this most likely isn't one."
This didn't help. You need a few minutes to think. Then you raise your voice.
>"My mother? Is she... still alive? Could I meet her?"
Alanna nods.
>"Sure. We prepared everything for this. She will be there when you arrive at the court for the first time."
Sir Alfred rises from his seat.
>"We prepared everything for your leave. You might go tomorrow if you think yourself ready. Also, this would be a nice coincidence, since the other trainees will also start their journey tomorrow."
Alanna allows herself a faint smile.
>"But if you want to prepare a little longer and sort your thoughts out, this is good, too. This is a great burden after all."

What do you want to answer?
>I'll go tomorrow.
>I'll need some time to think
>I'll need to prepare something (what?)
>Other (write in)

>>36703221
>I'll go tommorow

>>36703221
>>I'll go tomorrow.

>>36703221

>I'll go tomorrow

>>36703270
>>36703326
>>36703332
>I'll go and write

>"I'll go tomorrow. The earlier, the better I think."
The Archmage nods.
>"Very well. We got you a carriage and food. Also three mages will accompany you until you arrive at the court."
Wulfric comes towards you.
>"Also I spoke to your friends. They prepared a little surprise for you. If you don't mind following me, your majesty..."
The last two words come with an emphasis that immediately brightens your mood.

Outside on the court, there stand Solomon and William.
>"Alcie! Great to see you!"
Solomon calls out. William reacts a bit more calm
>"Hey, Alcie. How are you?"
You smile.
>"Somewhat confused, but pretty much okay. I heard, you had a surprise for me?"
Solomon smiles so bright you wonder how her face can handle it.
>"That's right. We got you a present. Two actually."
Your interest is awakened. What could that possibly be. Solomon seems to read your thoughts or something. Maybe she just knows you really well. Most likely that.
>"What, you think? Let me tell you. Will, show her."
William steps forward and you notice a ribbon tied around his waist.
>"Solomon's idea. Don't ask why."
Solomon shows you her wrist, around which is also a ribbon.
>"Because we're your gifts. We're going to accompany you. What would be a queen without a honorary guard. And furthermore..."
While Solomon gets lost in tons and tons of words, you turn towards William.
>"And you really want to accompany me? To a place you know nothing about? On a mission you know possibly even less about?"
Will nods.
>"You helped me, I'll help you. I guess that's how it works."

What do you want to say?
>Write in

>>36703771
>Cry and BEARHUG them both

>>36703771
>>36703816
This

>>36703771
See: >>36703816
Man, I can't wait to have them both become concubines for us, /tg/ will always have it happen. especially the trap.

>>36703852
It won't get my vote.

>>36703816
seconding

>>36703816
Seems like we can agree. I'll write it down.

>>36703852
She isn't a trap. She just has a guy's name.

>>36703896
Not if we all vote otherwise
Although /tg/ does like to /u/ too

>>36703852
W-what!? you mean like.....H-handholding!?!

>>36703816
>>36703845
>>36703852
>>36703883
Tears of joy start to collect in your eyes. You storm towards Solomon and Will and hug them so enthusiastically and long that both are gasping for air when you finally release them.
>"I'm... so... happy... Thank you... you two..."
Solomon grins.
>"Like I'd miss an adventure! I know once I see them."
The Archmage steps towards the three of you and smiles faintly.
>"Friendship. A wonderful thing. Especially at your age. But you should try and get some sleep tonight. Who know when you'll sleep in a real bed again? Travels tend to take half a day longer than you estimated for the worst case, if you know what I mean."
The morning comes and you're up early again. Is there something you want to do until your leave?
>Take a bath
>Say goodbye to someone (who?)
>Other (write in)

>>36704297

>Say goodbye to someone: Alanna

Rolled 8, 17, 7 = 32 (3d20)

>>36704297
>Say goodbye to someone (who?)
Alanna
Then
>Take a bath
Gotta be clean.

>>36704360
>>36704686
Gonna write.

You make your way to the Alanna's quarters in the hospital. She opens the door before you can even knock.
>"Good morning, my little princess."
You don't know if that was metaphoric or not, but you don't care. You come close and hug her. Not as enthusiastically as you did with Solomon and Will, but with true heartfelt gratitude.
>"I just wanted to say goodbye. It wouldn't be right to leave without after all these years."
Alanna hugs back, smiling as bright as always.
>"I remember when you came here. You were a little girl of five years but I always knew you were special. And look at you now. A pretty young lady who is going to be queen."
Tears collect in your eyes.
>"Thank you, aunt Ally. Thank you for all these years."
She's still smiling and holding you tight.
>"There's nothing to thank for. You gave me so much."
After some more minutes of talking, you sit down on the balcony and have breakfast together. Fresh fruit, milk and bread. You don't remember her having something else for dinner ever. Alanna takes something from her pocket and hands it to you.
>"It will be a long and difficult journey. This might come in handy."
You look over the thing, a blue and sparkly stone which feels confusingly soft to the touch.
>"What's this, aunt Ally?"
She takes another stone from her pocket.
>"It's a stone of sending. I can't leave here, but if you ever feel in need of help from me, you can simply use it to ask me. I'll be right there."

Together, you walk to the gate. All the other apprentices have gathered there, along with your carriage. The masters are also attending.
Master Crow gives his trainee a last few words about shapeshifting, Sir Alfred hands Frederic the sword you heard about and Wulfric and Solomon write jokes and puns about elements into the air with fiery letters. Only master Roeder seems to be missing.

>"Are you ready to go, everyone?"
asks the Archmage.
Everyone nods. Except Will.
>"I have to wait for master Roeder. He told me he had something for me."
1/2

>>36705168
The Archmage groans slightly.
>"This Roeder... if he wasn't this powerful, he would be scrubbing the floor in the necromancy tower, at best..."
Then, a loud call draws everyone's attention.
>"GERONIMO!"
Master Roeder jumps from one of the nearby roofs, using his robe as some kind of parachute. The less fortunate quickly turn their heads after seeing things no one should ever have to see.
>"I see I'm perfectly on time. Tim, my boy. I got you something for your travel."
He hands him a package.
>"But only open it on the travel, you know. Three days at best."
Will bow slightly.
>"Thank you, master Roeder. But my name is..."
He stops, takes a deep breath and continues.
>"Nevermind. Just thank you."

And so, you take your leave. You sit in the carriage, Solomon and Will next to you. You lose sight of Daemon at the first mention of trees and Frederic at the first crossroads. Now you're officially and really on you journey. A journey about which no one knows how long it may take.
--------------------------------------------------------------------- And at this point, today's thread ends. The next one will be on Sunday afternoon/evening. I'll mention it on my twitter (@ContraImperator) like an hour or so before.

>>36705459
See ya then. Thanks for running.