>>38450169
>>Hold on, there has to be a village elder or something around here, right?

>>38450169
>Hold on, there has to be a village elder or something around here, right?

>>38450169
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>>38450169
>Go to the bar, That's where knowledgable people hang out, right?

>>38450169
>Hold on, there has to be a village elder or something around here, right?
Let's use official channels with legitimate methods before resorting to subterfuge

>Hold on, there has to be a village elder or something around here, right?

>VILLAGE ELDER!

Writing!

I had a slight technical problem, writing continues.

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You know that shaking random people down on the street isn't going to get you anywhere. Yet, you also recognize that this is a covert operation. So the least people involved, the better. What you need is the person who is the voice and pride of the village.

There has to be an elder or a representative somewhere. That's how villages work, right? You just have to find him, and unfortunately you don't have many people to ask.

There's one, an inhabitant of this small town slowly creeps out of one of the paper-houses lining the streets. She gently closes the door behind her so quietly that even a mouse would have mistaken the sound. Gently, she tiptoes across the street, making a beeline for one of the other paper houses situated across the street.

You walk up to her, complete confidence in yourself.
"Ey Lass!"

All the color drains from her face, she freezes in her tracks. You continue to approach her.
"Yar Lass, Aye'm talkin' to you. Who we speak to about tradin' around these parts?"

With no word or warning, she suddenly takes off toward the door she was heading for. You quickly step in front of her.
"Hey! What's the big deal? We're new to town and-"

She falls over onto her butt, putting her arms over her head as she scrambles away.
"Err, Lass, ye need any-"

Too late, she already leaped to her feet and ran all the way across the street into the building she just left.

Some welcome.

>Go into the door she was heading toward.
>Maybe try the door she ran back to?
>This is a waste, go exploring
>Make lots of noise and see if anyone notices.
>Other?

>>38452100
>Go into the door she was heading toward.

>>38452100
Does anyone have any insight into these people? Barring anyone else with a good idea, seek out the biggest and best looking house in town. They need to be significant somehow.

>>38452100
>>Maybe try the door she ran back to?

>>38452100
>>Go into the door she was heading toward.

Shit it's getting late

>The door she was heading toward, which happened to be the biggest building in the village

Writing!

>>38452100
>>Go into the door she was heading toward.
"Excuse me lass, but we are nought but weary traders lookin' to ply our wares, and I thought your behavior was a rather rude greeting."

>>38452544
We can't address the lady if we go to the building she didn't enter.

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Huh. Looks like this town is suffering from something ominous.
Of course you know what that looks like. Typically you only see this sort of thing when the "friendly" ports were undergoing customs inspections. So you're more than aware of the implications of villagers fleeing on the street and the town being empty may imply.

The house she was about to enter, it does seem like the biggest and most extravagant house in this tiny town. As big and extravagant as a house made of paper can be.

You sigh and slide open the door, just to be met with two girls holding spears in your direction.
"Hey! W-who are you!? Where's-"
"Those guns! Drop your guns!" The other one yells.

Both of their stances are wavering. They clearly don't know how to handle those things at all.
Whatever.
"Oy, Lasses. Mind tellin' me what's goin' on? I'm in town wi-"
"Leave town."

One of them takes a thrust at you, but you quickly backstep and throw her off balance. She topples over onto the floor with a cute squeaking noise.
The other one seems to double up on determination, but her hands are waivering, and her eyes are filling with tears.

She makes a mis-step, and you quickly lift her up by her shirt collar and throw her to the side.

"Excuse me lass, but we are nought but weary traders lookin' to ply our-"

"Stop."
There's a new voice, a more mature one. A slightly older looking lady steps out of the darkened interior of the room. In her hand, she holds a single dagger.

"Leave now." She states one more time. "Or I'll take away the reason you came here."
Slowly, the turns the dagger toward herself.

>Do something
>Wait it out, talk her down.
>"Okay! Okay!"
>"Seriously, what the hell is goin' on in this town?"
>"..What the hell do you expect that to do around here?"
>Surprise tail assault
>Other?

>>38453369
>>Surprise tail assault
The only acceptable choice.

>>38453369
>Surprise tail assault

With some snark

>>38453369
>"Seriously, what the hell is goin' on in this town?"
let's hold back on the tail molesting this one time, about everyone would know who we are if we do it

I early archived just in case.
A few more minutes and then writing!

>>38453369
>>Draw and shoot the dagger out of her hand
>>Surprise tail assault

>>38453369
>Surprise tail assault
Lass, I don't know who you think I'm supposedly am, but I did not come all the way for... Whom ever you are lass.
>>38453522
How exactly? We have never been to the country before. And I get the feeling the citizens here don't here much outside their nation

>Get dat dagger away
>Surprise Tail assault

Writing!

>>38453686
could be anything, a spy, a traveler, a guy who passed by to spread bullshit.
all of them could tell the village about "that hero who >touch fluffy tail

we're supposed to go incognito, right?

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"Lass, ye probably don't want to do that and waste a good fluffy tail."

She glares are you with even more determination, slowly the dagger seems to rise toward her neck.
Your hand twitches, moving toward your side.

"Don't try anything!" She spits at you.
"I'm not." You smile, "I'm moving my arms so my friend back there can try something."

Her eyes go wide, "Huh?"

CRACK.
BANG.

A bullet bounces off the dagger and dislodges it from her hand. Behind you, Cody stands in the doorway as he turns his attention to the two guards who are now scrambling to their feet.

That's your cue to strike.
Before the older lady can even react, you've already grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward you.
Her tail is merely a simple puffball, but it's elegant in its shape and texture. Gently your hand runs through it as-
"W-WH-HEY HEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING PERVERT!?"
"Argh, this some kind of rhetorical question?"

There's another squeak behind you as two guards seemingly drop their spears.
"I got these two Jack!" Cody says with glee.
As if someone said the magic words, Amaretti appears around the corner with a very sinister look on her face.
"Err, I got these two, as in I disarmed them, nothing else." Cody quickly corrects himself.

–

"Alright, explain this again."
"My village." The older lady says, as calmly as possible while her guards glare at you. "They took most of my village. I don't know where they took them, but I do know that they want the rest of it."

"Alright, who's 'they'?"
"I don't know. They took the village during a festival when I wasn't around. I'm expecting them to come back any day now."

Magic circles? Magic circles.

The lady stops and glares at you, "Now, I have questions for you myself. Who are you? Merchants know better than to stop by without telling someone at the castle first. They would throw a fit if they knew."

That's a good question.
>>Thread End

>Next thread starter:
>How do you answer that?

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Okay everyone, sorry for a very short thread. I'm still working on something that will extend my runtime every day back to the standard 8-hour sessions we used to have. Itll be ready soon.

Thanks to everyone who participated. Let me know what you thought of it.

>>38454451
>How do you answer that?
"well, crap, i knew something was wrong with that plan"

>>38454516
thanks for running
are you trying to clone yourself or something?

>>38454563
I wish

No, I could start the thread from work every day in the afternoon. I would only update like every hour at work, but that's not too different from now anyway.

Problem? There's no wifi in my office. It's a weird problem I'm trying to get solved. When I do, start times will fall back to 'when I have free time' like the old days before I had a full time job.

>>38454451
>How do you answer that?
>"People trying to figure out why a buncha people have been disappearing all over the place. Likely related to what happened to your village."

>>38454516
Thanks for running Announce, twas short but sweet.

Yeah, let's just be honest about why we're here and tell her about the other disappearances. She's our best shot at coordinating a successful operation.

Thanks for running Announcer!

>>38454761
The hero we brought along is lying on death's door, let's get her healed up before getting to the bottom of these magic circle shenanigans.

>>38454866
Oh sure, but letting her know what we do about it is a good way to gain favor.