>>39178299

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>>39178299
>>Get someone to take care of your hair.
There's a snake in it and it is also in my face. And it's full of training dust from getting bodied.

I can't recall where we were on the wolf progress.

>>39178394
Huh, wonder where everyone is today.

>>39178299

>Get someone to take care of your hair.

Wolves later, for now we loosen up after a well earned session of child abuse.

>>39178394
You've gotten permission from mom, and Lia was running around town talking to people for you.

>>39178299
>>Get someone to take care of your hair.

>>39178299
>As much as you'd like, you can't stay. Wolves to deal with, and all that.

>>39178299
>Get someone to take care of your hair.

>>39178514
well, I'm sure hurrying lia won't make things go faster.

Hair it is.
Feel free to leave suggestions.

Writing!

on the topic of hair, should we get a haircut? long hair is not the most conducive to fighting, assuming they can get close enough. or do we tie it?

>>39178587
You're insinuating that we can't suplex anything that gets close enough to grab our hair.

A braid would be nice, though.

>>39178570
May I suggest a single large braid in the back.

>>39178587
>>39178615
>>39178638
I thought we already did that. I thought that we only let our hair down during our recovery period.

ITS TIME

http://new2.fjcdn.com/comments/5504821+_967faca5f6640e426407a75978c1eb76.webm

>>39178707
My memory is terrible, so I'm not sure if we did or didn't.

>>39178707

I honestly don't remember, only reason i asked.

>>39178740
We really need to learn to dance well.

No way we can replicate that as we are.

>>39178786
I don't think our legs bend that far

>>39178828
We need to practice flexibility.

>>39178846
Impress the (far far far far far) future husband and/or wife

>>39178299
>Maybe now's a good time to visit the Moth village?

Suggestion from last thread: Snake training

Use Jin to air drop Esmerelda on animals for hunting so that she levels up a bit. Yes I know snake is afraid of heights and I'm not suggesting we just drop her from 30 ft up in the air. It will be harder for Jin but she can swoop in and land Esmerelda on a target.


>>39178964
>Maybe now's a good time to visit the Moth village?
Yes, Nin should get a chance to visit the family before we set out.

We need to weave seatbelts for our passenger compartments, having people flopping around unsecured is horribly unsafe. We don't want to be an unsafe APC, now do we?

It doesn't take much in the way of effort to convince Nin to help with your hair- She's all to eager to play with it.

It's vaguely worrying, but, well...
Your options are a little limited in terms of friends potentially styling your air.

There's Sheszka, who could reliably pass for a bush on any given day. Jin doesn't really have fingers.
And you suspect Ezzy would wind up trapped in a braid, which sounds very entertaining, but then you'd have to get her out.

So you back up to a shallower section of the baths, letting the moth-girl press your hair with towels, drying it enough to work with. You snag the snake before she gets herself caught up in Nin's warpath, dipping her down into the water and gently massaging her back with your thumbs.
The way her tail lashes out into the water as she leans back over your fingers, sighing with happiness is well worth the price of admission.

"Do you think it's going to work?"
"The wolves?"
"Mhm."

You can feel her nodding behind you, pulling long strips of air into her work. It feels like she's trying for another thick braid.
You let yourself relax, closing your eyes and just enjoying the sensations.
Having someone gently comb out your hair feels... really nice. Warmth and happiness, the slow tingling of your scalp.

>>39179145
"I think- it'll work out. One way or another. My mother said yes, yes? So all that's left is the town."
"I like how you think your mom is somehow more of an obstacle than a town of adventurers and harpies."
"You say that like she isn't."

You both giggle a little, your voices low as she draws another thick handful of hair into the braid. You can feel it sliding through her fingers, over and around the rest of it- How does that even work, anyway? You've never given it much thought. Mostly because you kept it short... before. And stylists and salons were always very professional. Cold, almost? Hair is dead, but you can feel through it.

Maybe you'll keep it this long for a while.
Nin leans away from you for a moment, pulling back in seconds, tying off your braid with a length of silk. It thumps heavily into your back as she claps.

"Done!"
You flick your bangs out of the way, smiling over your shoulder.
"Thank you, yes?"

It doesn't take much for her to blush.

>Go and see Lia. Maybe she's spoken to enough people now?
>Give the harpy the day, and skitter off to the woods. Moth visits?
>Hunt some lunch. It's been a while.
>Other (?)

>>39179164
>Give the harpy the day, and skitter off to the woods. Moth visits?

>>39179164
can we actually make it to mothtown and back in a day?

This might be a good chance for us to check the moth visit off the list.
>Give the harpy the day, and skitter off to the woods. Moth visits?
After this, all that's left is the snake.

>>39179164

>Give the harpy the day, and skitter off to the woods. Moth visits? train the snake along the way? rat huntin' ?

>>39179164
>Go and see Lia. Maybe she's spoken to enough people now?

See if she can give us a time table. If she needs another day or so, we know we have time for other stuff.

>>39179164

>Give the harpy the day, and skitter off to the woods. Moth visits?
>Hunt some lunch. It's been a while.

Moth visits whilst endangering bears on the way, perhaps?

>>39179164
>>Go and see Lia. Maybe she's spoken to enough people now?

>>39179164
>Give the harpy the day, and skitter off to the woods. Moth visits?

>>39179164
>Give the harpy the day, and skitter off to the woods. Moth visits?

>>39179164
>>Go and see Lia. Maybe she's spoken to enough people now?
>>Give the harpy the day, and skitter off to the woods. Moth visits?

Taking some time off for family visits, then?

Writing!

Does having someone play with your hair really feel good?

>>39179420
For some people it does I guess. I'm one of them.

>>39179420
It's kinda like hugs or stroking in where if someone just does it real quick you won't feel much, they need some time to play with it

>>39179367
gotta sleep, have fun.

>>39179705
Have a good night, anon.

Drying off is fast, once you manage to drag yourself from the bath.
You even manage to surround Sheszka with towels before she tries to shake herself off, keeping you from having to towel down a second time.

You clean up your things, dressing again before heading upstairs, and out of town.
The bath was too much for the snake, it seems. She's been reduced to curling around your neck again, sleeptalking happily after the massage.

You're on the road quickly, the guards waving you through with a smiles all around.
You're very recognizable, even with seven spiders wandering the area.

You keep your pace at a jog in the woods-
No need to push yourself after Mom's triumphant return to training, but feeling the breeze on your face is definitely worthwhile.

The sun is high and bright, keeping the weather tepid despite the season- Trees are starting to change colours, yellows and oranges starting to creep into the brilliant green of your home. The smells are turning fainter, the air more crisp, like the world is follow your example and shedding.

It's a beautiful day.

You pass through the ruins- Your perennial training field now dotted with falling leaves. They crackle underfoot, sometimes sticking to your legs, building up as you spike more of them with each step.
Your friends certainly seem to find it amusing.

The arches are easy to find, easy to navigate, and you use them to direct yourself towards the hidden village, dropping your pace as you approach.
Nin is nervous- shifting uncomfortably on your back, flicking her wings every few minutes to try and run off her excess energy.

The guards in the trees are the same as you remember, if not the same people.
Maybe not quite the same.

You stop and wave beneath the trees, and are treated to a little less professionalism,and a little more blind gawking.

>>39180082
"Hello, yes!"

There's hurried whispers above.
"What are you doing? Arachne are allies-"
"She's wearing a skull! And I think her legs are on fire?"
"That's not-"
"There's a wolf and a harpy too!"

"Oh. I think that's Nialla's daughter."
"Wha- What?"
"Is Nin there?"
"Nin? Sil's girl? She isn't even a yearling is she?"


The moth astride your shell sighs, her antennae twitching as she stands, perching at the edge of your shell for height.
"Hey! I am right here, thank you! When are you going to do your job!?"

"Oh. Uhm."
"Aaaarachne? Arachne! What brings you to the village?"
"I am bringing Nin to visit her parents, yes?"
"But she's all... gold. And white."
"I am magnificent, thank you very much!"

"Yeah, that's Nin."
"Uh, go on through? I guess?"

You skitter under the bowed branches of the guards, listening to them start to pass rumour back and forth as you make your way into the little town.

"I thought she was a child-"
"They're all kids-"
"That's gotta be a lie. Not even arachne-"
"Was that a snake?"
"Heard all her kids went and-"
"Gods-"

You can't help but take some pride in that.

>Straight for Nin's house! Not that you'll fit. Or remember where it was.
>Take a minute to calm Nin down, maybe? She's still high strung, even after the guards.
>Other (?)

>>39180104
>Straight for Nin's house! Not that you'll fit. Or remember where it was.
Nin, where's your hooouse.


Also, how high are the leaves by now?

>>39180104
>Take a minute to calm Nin down, maybe? She's still high strung, even after the guards.

>>39180104
>Take a minute to calm Nin down, maybe? She's still high strung, even after the guards.

>>39180104
>Take a minute to calm Nin down, maybe? She's still high strung, even after the guards.

>>39180104
>>Take a minute to calm Nin down, maybe? She's still high strung, even after the guards.

>>39180104

>Take a minute to calm Nin down, maybe? She's still high strung, even after the guards.

Threaten with antennae rubs, parents show up, start babbling about waiting until we're older.

>>39180104
>Straight for Nin's house! Not that you'll fit. Or remember where it was.

>>39180104
>Take a minute to calm Nin down, maybe? She's still high strung, even after the guards.

Let her set the pace and decide where to go first.

Calm the moth!

Writing!

>>39180158
Early fall- they're not even forming a full layer on the ground yet.
Enough to walk on, but the trees are still pretty full.

>>39180342
Oh, I mean how high are the leaves ON OUR LEGS.

As in, how many did we spear on the trip.

>>39180387
A foot or less on each leg. You couldn't be bothered to kick them free, and they cant get any higher without tearing all the way and falling off.

You reach directly behind you, over your shoulders, snagging the moth just under her armpits.

And then you haul her over your head, spinning her right side up as she makes little squeaks.

"Nin, you need to calm down a bit, yes?"
"Did you thing spinning me around was going to calm me?"
"No, I though if I tried to get you to calm down without already holding you, you;d make excuses and try to escape."
"...Maybe."
"Mhm."

Sheszka trots around to your front, leaning against one leaf decorated limb before speaking.
"What are you scared of?"
"Nothing. I'm not scared."
The wolf cocks her head to the side, and you smirk, interrupting.

"Then what is bothering you?"
"I'm-"
"You're shivering."
"And you smell afraid," Sheszka chimes in.
"Yes. You smell- You can smell emotions?"
"Yes?"

Huh. That's really kind of neat, to be honest. Maybe it's just the increased sweat or something? Or maybe she can actually-

"I just kind of- I don't know. It was hard. Leaving. I don't want to see my mom sad Lyra."
You poke her wings and she folds them, letting you pull her into a hug.
"Nin, I don't think your mother will be upset to see you grown and happy."
"But what if she wants me to stay?"

"She isn't going to force you into things you don't want, yes? She said so."
"Mmm."

>Cmon, lets go see them.
>Do you want to wait a little?
>Is there anyone else you want to visit?
>Other (?)

>>39180681
>Cmon, lets go see them.

>>39180681
>Is there anyone else you want to visit?

>>39180681
>>Cmon, lets go see them.

>>39180681
>Is there anyone else you want to visit?

>>39180681
>Cmon, lets go see them.

>>39180681
>>Cmon, lets go see them.

>>39180456
it is fashion.
>>39180681
>Is there anyone else you want to visit?
>Cmon, lets go see them.

BOTH OF THEM, SUCKER

>>39180681
>Cmon, lets go see them.

Visits and things.

Writing!

"Come one, yes? Let's go see them."

She nods quietly, letting you carry her as she points the paths forward.

There's moths in the trees, peeking down at you as they work, waving occasionally before turning back to whatever they're doing. It looks like they're adding to the cocoon houses, layering them with leaves and silk and wood.

You didn't think winter was that bad, at least from the way everyone else spoke of it. But, then again, the moths are fairly fragile?
You entertain yourself with an image of Nin wearing an oversized puffy jacket, smiling lightly as you walk through the village.

Nin's home rises before you- the swaddled shape of the house further in the tree. Young moths are in the branches- Shouting and dropping from above as you skitter to the roots, excitedly yelling, trying to get your attention, or Nin's, all at once.

"Hey! Its spiderbutt!" "Queen Spiderbutt!"
"Your butt's a skull." "Yeah, its a skullbutt!" "Stop talking about her butt! It's rude!"
"You're rude!" "Hey! It's Nin!" "Nin, Nin!"

They're in the middle of what can only be described as a cacophony when they all go absolutely silent, staring intently at the moth in your arms.
"Your wings are gold!" "Just pieces of them." "Antennae too!"
"Did you grow?"
"Yes, I did."
"But none of us did!" "You must've cheated!" "Cheater!"
"You are all idiots! My majestic form is all in service of the queen!"

"Mom said she's not really a queen."
"Not yet."
"Are you gonna be a queen?"

>No.
>Are you parents home?
>Do moths take longer to grow up? Is Nin somehow mature for her age?
>Other (?)

>>39181627
>>Are you parents home?
>>Do moths take longer to grow up? Is Nin somehow mature for her age?

>>39181627

>No.
>Are you parents home?
>Do moths take longer to grow up? Is Nin somehow mature for her age?

>>39181627
>Is Nin somehow mature for her age?
make it sound like we didn't believe such a thing is possible

>>39181627
>Come one
I'm screaming inside. I just want people to know that.

>>39181627
>Are you parents home?
>Do moths take longer to grow up? Is Nin somehow mature for her age?

>>39181627
>"She has grown twice actually."
>Are you parents home?

Let's not get into the Queen thing. Nin is uncomfortable right now, so would probably jump on any chance to shift some discomfort to us.

All the focus on Nin!

>>39181627
>>No.
>>Are you parents home?

>>39181627
>Do moths take longer to grow up? Is Nin somehow mature for her age?
>Are you parents home?
Deflection > denial

>>39181684

Come on, that's nowhere near as bad as Snake Quest.

>>39181684
Hey, look on the bright side, at least you didn't fuck up as bad as lamb did, he accidentally dropped the word nigger in instead of night or something, which was a far worse mistake.

>>39181627
>>No.
>>Are you parents home?

>>39181627

>No.
>Are you parents home?

Deny with extreme prejudice

>>39181627
>>Are you parents home?
dodge question

>>39181718

That's Dr. Unoriginal, who dropped in "chicken niggers" instead of "chicken fingers" by god knows what sorcery.

>>39181627
>No.
>Are you parents home?

A little bit of everything, then!

Writing!

>>39181763
Habit, or maybe his computer has some odd autocorrect specifics for him

>>39181763
Are you sure it wasn't chicken nuggets?

u and t are right next to i and r

>>39181799
Minor delays for food, resuming shortly!

>>39181807
>>39181763
I thought the original was chicken nuggets (mcdonalds thing) which is much closer to niggers than fingers.

>>39181865
Doc confirmed it was chicken nuggets

>>39181807
What exactly would you be doing that would cause something like that to be a habit.

>>39182073
that is significantly easier to typo.

>>39181865
Those are both only two letters away from niggers.

Funny thing, language.

>>39182096
I'm gonna go with 4chan

Back and writing!

"I- No."
"You should have a crown." "And a castle!" "The really big chairs!"
"They're right, my lady? When will you be gilding yourself with things worthy of your station?"
"Oh! Did you know? Nin grew twice! Two times, yes!"

The crowd immediately turns on the ring leader, her sibling tugging at her arms and yelling about how unfair it was, and how she was 'stealing all the growing up they were doing.'

The fact that Nin is somehow the most reliable and mature of her siblings is a nightmare you are not interested in facing, however.
So you interrupt their attempted criminal trial with the one question every child dreads.

"Are your parents home?"

The clamour dwindles down as they look to each other, each trying to force someone else to take responsibility.
Rie rises to the occasion, cementing her place as second-most-mature-but-still-totally-a-child.

"They're building."
"Is that you're all outside?"
"We're outside cause we wanna be!" "We're outside cause Set made a mess."
Two of them immediately devolve into some sort of absurdist version of wrestling, a little ball of fluff and wings rolling in the dirt.

Luckily for you- and not for the moths, you suppose, their mother is also in possession of a sixth sense regarding her children, floating down from their home and landing neatly, separating the boys and ordering them to stand with their backs against the tree.

"I did not send you outside to fight more, you little-"
And then she turns.
"Nin!"

>>39182888
The moth half curls herself reflexively around your hands, wings starting to flutter against you.
"Mama. You can recognize me?"
"A bit of gold won't stop you being my daughter. Come here."

You let your friend down, and she wraps herself in her mother's embrace, burrowing her face into the older moth's furry scarf.
"Look at you, growing up so fast. Now if only your siblings had half the sense to follow that."
She lets out half a giggle, choking back a little cry as she hugs her harder.

"Did you go and see beyond the forest, little one?"
"No. Not yet."
She sniffles loudly as she continues.
"Lots of the forest. Snakes and wendigo too."

Her mother pats her head gently, stroking her hair back while you stand idly by, fidgeting.
"Didn't even leave the forest and already back, hmm? We missed you too, you know. And is your friend taking good care of you?"
"Always mama."
"Well, then I'll expect good stories when you come home, won't I? Do you have any today?"

That brings the little moths right around, sending them straight from awkwardly watching to demanding stories and shouting.

>Get Nin up on your shoulder. She can tell them.
>Tell some stories of your own.
>Bargain stories for good behaviour.
>Other (?)

>>39182901
>Get Nin up on your shoulder. She can tell them.

>>39182901

>Get Nin up on your shoulder. She can tell them
>Bargain stories for good behaviour

All the cute. All of it.

>>39182901
Tell them the story of the wolves. Greatly embellish Nin's role.

>>39182901
>Get Nin up on your shoulder. She can tell them.
Time to hear the tales of the forest Queens journies among her subjects!

>>39182901
>Get Nin up on your shoulder. She can tell them.

Don't steal her thunder.

>>39182901
>>Get Nin up on your shoulder. She can tell them
and we can keep her from exaggerating them to much.

>>39182901
>Get Nin up on your shoulder. She can tell them.

She wants to be our herald. Let her herald.

However, we should interject as often as possible with her own daring dos!

Dosing the Hydra. Fluttering above the battlefield of Wolves! Healer. Helper. Hero Moth!

We will make her blush so hard......

>>39182901
>>Get Nin up on your shoulder. She can tell them.
Whisper to her, "Time to do your job, herald."

>>39182901
>>Get Nin up on your shoulder. She can tell them.
Good behavior will come with good stories.

Also threaten to cover them in leaves.

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>>39183031
>>39183036

Oh dear god.

>>39182901
>Get Nin up on your shoulder. She can tell them.
>Tell some stories of your own.

NIN, HERO OF THE FOREST KINGDOM!

Shoulder moth it is!
Writing!

You haul the moth to your shoulders as he steps back from her mother, wiping her eyes with the back of a hand.
She lets out a little sound of surprise, and you laugh as she grabs your braid to stay upright.

"Lyra!"
"What's wrong? You keep saying you are a herald, yes?"
She stares at you before she turns up her nose, flaring her wings wide, gold patterns catching sunlight, all her siblings assembling beneath you.

Even Sheszka has joined them, sitting at attention.

"As herald of the now and future queen-"
"Not a queen-"
"-I bring to you the stories of her heroism, her bravery and deeds."

"She stood strong on the beaches of the river, spear and armour and friend, facing a beast who blotted out stars, with as many heads as you can count snapping-"

She has an odd sort of rhythm to her story, her voice rising and falling as she speaks, wings used to punctuate exclamations, her hands waving and painting pictures with her words.

Other people join as she talks, speaking in turn of everything you've done, though there's no order to be found.
Your fight against the wolf with lightning- though she's clearly taken notes from Jin- the rush to save Rie from the ruins, finding, punching and adopting Sheszka- The wolf even wags her tail at the story, despite what it contains.

>>39184019
And she keeps going, talking about the hydra, the trip upstream, meeting the wendigo and healing your friend.
And the snakes, your triumphant return home.

And then she speaks of the wolves flooding across the river, attacking the town, trying to take the harpies home.
And how you struck them down, standing tall over their alpha, strong and proud and unstoppable.

She even leaves out the part where you pass out after.

She steals your shield as she finishes, gulping down water as the sun falls low over the little village.
And then comes the applause.

From the trees, from all around you, from the children, from your friends.
And Nin exults in it- standing on your shoulders, waving in their accolades, directing them to you, to herself.

You hide your face. There's little else you can do.

>>39184040
dangit, we were supposed to be embarrassing nin.

We brought this up upon ourselves.

>>39184040
And I'll call it here for tonight!
Thanks for playing, all.

Next session will be thursday, probably for 3PM EST.
Comments, questions and all that answered in thread!

>>39184040
To reduce the power of her story, I say we tickle the moth. To death.

>>39184096
We really should know better by now.

>>39184080
Not as planned.

>>39184104
>And I'll call it here for tonight!
Dangit.

>>39184104
But I just got here. Seriously though, thanks for running

>>39184104
Thanks for running, boss.

>>39184104
See ya later!

>>39184134
>>39184149
>>39184224
>>39184247
Thanks for playing!

Final projects are standing between me and painting lewds for this quest. It makes me sad.

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>>39184040
>You hide your face. There's little else you can do.

When we have some free time, we need to weave seatbelts for our passenger compartments. Having people flopping around unsecured is horribly unsafe. We don't want to be an unsafe APC, now do we?

>>39185981
Oh, I'm sure they'll be tossed to safety in times of trouble.