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>>40123349
>”Just do what I do”.

>>40123349
>>40123349
>Try and give her the most basic of pointers
>”Just do what I do”.
I think I can't participate too much this time.

>>40123349
>Try and give her the most basic of pointers.

"Don't be this concerned", you try to reassure her, "Just try and be fluid, as long as you don't look like a stiff piece of wood you'll be okay. Sway, move, bob a little, play to your assets". She doesn't strike you as the sort of person that ever did that kind of thing, so your pointers might as well be completely lost on her, but you have to try, "Besides, if you're really clueless as to what to do, just follow my lead, I'll try to go a bit slowly so you'll be able to do that".

"If you say so...", she doesn't sound too convinced, which is actually rather understandable for a complete beginner.

"Or follow my lead", Tahenohan offers with a manic smile, "You don't have Lillith's tits and ass, you'll just look ridiculous if you try to copy her. Besides, you can't hope to sway half as well as someone with a tail".

After this surprisingly sound advice, your half-elven friend gives you a bright smile too, "Speaking of which, how are we even going to dance? The place's pretty packed, and I'm not elf enough to dance on people's heads without either falling or breaking their necks".

She has a point, and it's a problem you were going to have to face earlier or later. You can hear some music coming from the tavern, and it's actually more suited to ordinary tavern fare than sexy dances, but with this little forewarning you can't expect much more: a violin plays a merry, fluid and catchy tune while a single set of percussions follows suit with a modest but hearty upbeat.

And there's little room to dance at all, this still hasn't changed.

>Dance between the patrons, even if it means brushing against them or having to push them aside.
>Take possession of a few tables and do your thing there.
>Take possession of the counter and do your thing there.
>Dance in the far corner where the music players also are.
>Ask the innkeeper to make some room first.
>Other?

>>40123529
>Take possession of the counter and do your thing there.

>>40123529
>Take possession of a few tables and do your thing there.

>>40123529
>Take possession of a few tables and do your thing there.

"Grab the tables", you tell your dancing partners. The halter Pyorindel gave you is, as you expected, rather tight and it's almost comically swollen on your chest as you have plenty more in the way of breasts than the dress expected to find on its original owner. Still, it's functional, and not too short, so you cannot complain, even though you might want to invest in a proper outfit of your size if you want to continue in this field of work.

"The tables?", Pyorindel wonders.

"It's where we have more room, and they will all be able to see us", you note, "Don't worry about whatever is there, they'll move it once we move in, and it's their damn fault for not doing so if we step on something".

"If you say so", she doesn't sound too convinced, but you see that Tahenohan is quite eager to start, and is hopping in place from behind the door ajar leading back to the somewhat smoke-filled tavern, waiting for your signal before starting.

You give Pyorindel a brief glance, "Follow me", you beckon as you pat the half-elf on the back, and she immediately goes ahead of you.

The half-elf opens the door suddenly enough to attract quite a bit of attention despite the music, and as you expected said attention stays, partly thanks to her outfit and partly thanks to her exotic looks, her manic smile and her pointy ears. Of course, you do play a part there too, and the third dancer behind you... Well, what’s important is that she does her best.

You sway and slowly work your way towards a low table large enough for both of you, the tavern patrons all look very interested in what you’re doing, regardless of their gender; you have to push your way less than you expected as they give way once they realize you’re aiming for a table.

>Follow the music with something upbeat.
>Do something slow so Pyorindel can follow.
>Try to copy whatever Tahenohan is doing.
>Just... Improvise.
>Go two girls one table and hope Pyorindel can follow up with the pretence of homoeroticism.
>Other?

>>40123667
>Do something slow so Pyorindel can follow.

>>40123667
>Go two girls one table and hope Pyorindel can follow up with the homoeroticism.
Fixed my vote

>>40123667
>Go two girls one table and hope Pyorindel can follow up with the pretence of homoeroticism.
Top lewd

You already had your tail brushing against Pyorindel's leg, your flat, spade-like extremity tapping behind her thigh just to make sure she would follow you and you wouldn't lose her amidst the crowd, although you didn't brush around too much because you both didn't want to get tangled in the fishnet and weren't planning to come onto her or anything.

Well, plans change.

After showing off a bit and occasionally glancing in Pyorindel's direction to see whether she at least manages to not freeze, you realize that you can't really leave a beginner alone on the same table as a pro, but you cannot quite give her pointers while everyone is watching you.

You can, however, brush your tail between her thighs as she dances, then wrap it around a leg of hers and gently pull it as you turn around, to make her turn to face you, an understandable confused expression on her face. "Trust me", you mouth as you barely whisper to her, finding her hands and intertwining your fingers with hers. You're so close to each other you can smell her as you lock eyes, but you actually can't smell anything but tobacco and the faint aroma of something else other than food and alcohol, which might as well be sweat. Yours, hers or everyone's, really.

She doesn't pull back, and you take advantage of the little space you have to brush lightly against her, your tail caressing the back of her thighs as you slowly turn around each other, careful to not slip, and sway low, closer to your audience as you both bend your knees.

Your partner's moves are rather stiff for a dancer, but she's more than fit enough to follow you, and actually has a solid understanding of pacing, positioning and balance, although you suppose hers comes from adventuring and martial arts rather than dancing, which would explain why she still looks somewhat awkward.

>Just keep at it, it’s working.
>Slow the pace, don’t lose her now.
>Quicken the pace, she can keep up.
>”Feel like giving them a bit of a tease?”.
>Other?

>>40123780
>Just keep at it, it’s working.

>>40123780
>”Feel like giving them a bit of a tease?”.

>>40123780
>Quicken the pace, she can keep up.
>”Feel like giving them a bit of a tease?”.
Go on...

>>40123780
>Just keep at it, it’s working.
we're giving them more than enough of a tease

it's just sad that bunnybutt isn't here to watch

>>40123780
>Quicken the pace, she can keep up.
>”Feel like giving them a bit of a tease?”.

It's actually working. You're not sure whether you can afford to go faster, your partner's physique can surely keep up, and as a matter of fact if she didn't lack technique she would most certainly outperform you. You don't think she could keep up with the fluid, snakelike movements you briefly spy Tahenohan being capable of, she looks like she's having a great time over there and does have quite a bit of crowd around her.

Honestly, it's not like you're risking something by speeding up, Pyorindel will most likely not step on your feet or fall over or push you over, you suspect she could keep her footing even if someone shook the table or pushed her, but it might just not be worth it since this is a matter of skill and fluidity, which she just doesn't have.

But there's something you can do to not lose out to Tahenohan.

"Feel like giving them a bit of a tease?", you whisper with a knowing smile.

"What?", she blinks, dumbfound.

"Trust me", you mouth again before your lips go out and brush against hers, your fingers fluidly leaving the intertwining with hers so your index and middle can follow the veins of her arms up to the elbow and then to the shoulders, which you softly rub rather than grab, as you're still dancing after all, and don't have to forget to keep moving and swaying.

She does, of course, but at least doesn't freeze completely; you slide your hands down her toned back and then grab her hands as you slip a leg between hers, rubbing her inner thigh while you expertly bend back, playing on showing off your shapely figure.

Pyorindel was supposed to bend some more towards you and kiss your cleavage or something at this point, but you had no time to rehearse and she doesn’t seem to catch up on the play. You can’t complain though, she’s supporting you well with a strong grip, you sure won’t fall.

>This will do, keep at it some more.
>Give up the play, she’s clearly not feeling it.
>Why not, actually steal her a kiss while you’re at it.
>Other?

>>40123899
>Give up the play, she’s clearly not feeling it.

Plot time~

>>40123899
>Why not, actually steal her a kiss while you’re at it.
Hell yeah, stealing from the thief.

>>40123899
>Why not, actually steal her a kiss while you’re at it.

>>40123899
>Why not, actually steal her a kiss while you’re at it.

>>40123899
>Give up the play, she’s clearly not feeling it.

>>40123899
>>Give up the play, she’s clearly not feeling it.

There's an upside and a downside to this situation, the upside is that the fact Pyorindel doesn't follow into the homoerotic play can be an advantage, as the pair of assertive partner and shy partner is about as much as a trope into sexy play as dumb guy and straight guy is for stand-up comedy. The downside is that you have to keep in good terms with her and she honestly wasn't expecting this, meaning she's not quite a consenting partner.

As you pull up, letting your long hair arc and flow as your abs kick your torso back up you flip the positions around and have Pyorindel bend backwards in your stead, pulling her hands to support her, grasping tightly so that she doesn't fall, but as you expected her fit body and great sense of balance would make her keep that position on her own, even if suddenly pushed there.

At this point you should sexily sway down while you wiggle your bottom and playfully wiggle your tail almost under the patrons' noses while you make a show of licking her navel, but you instead just kiss her belly button. Between your partner not being too comfortable and the open talk of prostitution earlier on you don't want to give anyone the wrong idea, but you can't just quit an act immediately without anyone thinking it's strange.

Fortunately, you're way too close to each other not to have you push your breasts against her body whether you like it or not, so even if you try and tone the sexy play down a bit while leading your partner through an impromptu dance those with the appropriately-tinted goggles will still be able to see what they want to see.

The music stops almost abruptly, and so do you, before a round of applause follows. Whether it’s actual appreciation or mere education it’s still a nice finish.

>Congratulate Pyorindel.
>Wave and thank, stay in the spotlight for a while.
>Wave and bow, then retreat to your rooms.
>Wave and bow, then go to the innkeeper.
>Wave and bow, then stick around the tavern for a bit.
>Other?

>>40124043
>>Wave and thank, stay in the spotlight for a while.

>>40124043
>Wave and bow, then retreat to your rooms.

>>40124043
>Congratulate Pyorindel.
>Wave and thank, stay in the spotlight for a while.
She did quite well. Though I think just Lillith and Tahenohan alone would have been much better.

>>40124043
>>Wave and bow, then retreat to your rooms.

>>40124043
>Wave and thank, stay in the spotlight for a while.
>Initiate round 2, dancing with Tahenohan lewd style

>>40124069
Changing to >>40124131 if allowed.

>>40124131
no thank you

>>40124043
>Wave and bow, then retreat to your rooms.
>Congratulate Pyo there

>>40124043
>Wave and bow, then retreat to your rooms.

>>40124131
Honestly, I really want to dance with Tahe at some point, and I don't see it happening any time soon. So I'll have to second this for that, although we can leave out the lewdness

You wave back at the audience, bowing and sending thanks and grabbing Pyorindel's hands, subtly yanking to have her do the same, which she does, but rather timidly, which actually plays into the scene you were unintentionally doing earlier on. If you could rehearse a bit more, you suspect you could turn this into a much more convincing act.

Though this presumes your partner would agree, and you suspect she has very different ideas on how to pass her time and entertain herself.

Tahenohan, on another table, is waving with both hands and jumping a little, going all "Thank you! Thank you!", wearing her sexy and very revealing outfit like it's a perfectly ordinary piece of clothing. The advantage of being so flat-chested is that she can jump around in such an outfit without worries, if you did the same your breasts would surely have bounced out of that outfit's meager confines already.

While you wave and act courteous, you turn to Pyorindel and give her a smile, "You did well, you didn't look like a beginner".

"I had to improvise", is her modest answer, "Besides, with what you did, I don't think many cared about the dance as much as seeing whether we'd go on or not".

You can't help but chuckle, "That's not true, you can screw up a tease. Besides, I only played a little bit, most of what we did was actual dancing".

"There sure are plenty of things rubbing your inner thigh when you dance, then”, she comments dryly. You idly wonder whether she noticed something weird or not, you were kind of close enough for that to have possibly happened after all.

Nah, you weren’t that into it and not that close to each other. Don’t let paranoia get the better of you.

You climb down the table before the patrons start wondering when you’re going to let them resume it, and receive various compliments from those immediately nearby as the tavern slowly returns to normal.

>Hang around, do some small talk.
>Go to the innkeeper.
>Go back in your rooms.
>Go outside.
>Other?

>>40124131
This
+
>Congratulate Pyorindel.

>>40124169
>Hang around, do some small talk.
Gossip and fame

>>40124169
>Go to the innkeeper.

>>40124169
>Other?
Ask how Tahenohan how she thought it went. Offer a second round, so we can show Pyrorindel what she was doing and dance with Tahe.

>>40124169
>Hang around, do some small talk.
Do we get any coin or gift? Or is that from the inkeeper?

>>40124169
>Hang around, do some small talk.
>Talk to tahe about the dance and Pyrorindel

>>40124195
>>40124203
Those two seem good together.

>>40124169
>>Go back in your rooms.

>>40124195
>Offer a second round
No, you lost that vote even when you tried to samefag for it, just accept defeat, now's not the time or place for that.

>>40124253
Your samefag detectors are broken.

>>40124253
Anon, there's no need to be so hostile. If Tahe doesn't think it's the time or the place, then they'd certainly tell us too.

>>40124266
Right, because having equal votes with player IP's then suddenly getting extra support for your vote with no new IPs isn't suspicious at all...

>>40124287
And what vote is this that did not come from a new IP? Keep in mind that a vote was deleted when changed.

>>40124287
We are at a constant 1:1 vote:IP ratio.. What the fuck are you talking about?

You hang around the tavern a bit as you slowly trudge towards Tahenohan, who has a bit of a crowd around her as well. None of the patrons were expecting this kind of entertainment and you clearly don't look like professional dancers despite how good you might think you are: Tahenohan might, but Pyorindel and you just aren't dressed like the part, and not coordinated enough, no matter how your audience liked the performance.

"Are you travelling performers?", you're still asked, more than once, but you have to deny that every time, you don't even know your dance partner very well.

"Your girlfriend's a bit shy, you should get her to loosen up a bit", someone else says. Pyorindel doesn't make any comment about being mistaken for your girlfriend, it's not like a far-fetched call in any case, considering the play you just attempted to do on stage.

"You should go up North and perform in Maner, I'm sure that would get them in good spirits", somebody else claims. The rest are just generic compliments, ranging from "Good work" to "Nice dance" to "Nice booty" and stuff like that.

You eventually reach Tahenohan, who's still laughing and basking in all the praise she's received too, especially the questions as to how and where she got that outfit of hers, which the patrons are calling "cute" for reasons related to modesty, you presume.

"I got it from my long stay on Voronia, it was after- Oh hey Lillith!", and she waves energetically as you approach, and finally getting her chance to slip out of the crowd and reach you, "My, I let you go two tables away from me and you already go and kiss other girls", she laughs and heartily pats your hip, "Good job!".

Pyorindel just sighs.

>”Are you jealous?”.
>”It’s okay, I love you both”.
>”Care for a second round? Just you and me”.
>”Let’s go change, it’s too crowded to dance again here”.
>”Let’s go hear what the innkeeper thinks”.
>Other?

>>40124312
go recount the previous votes numbers

>>40124299
yeah, one changed, the others didn't

>>40124324
>”Let’s go hear what the innkeeper thinks”.
then
>”Let’s go change, it’s too crowded to dance again here”.

>>40124324
>”It’s okay, I love you both”.
>Retreat to your rooms

>>40124324
>”Are you jealous?”.
>”Care for a second round? Just you and me”.

>>40124324
>>40124335
This.

>>40124324
>”Care for a second round? Just you and me”.
>"Are you jealous?"

>>40124324
>>”Let’s go hear what the innkeeper thinks”.
No second round please.

>>40124324
>”Let’s go change, it’s too crowded to dance again here”.
>>40124325
8 votes. What about it?

>>40124358
>Now is the time!
Not really, this place is crowded and we already danced for them, our moment has passed this night. Trying to continuously force it right now is getting really annoying.

>>40124358
This
+
>>40124324
>”Care for a second round? Just you and me”.
>"Are you jealous?"
Seems like a good way to go.

>>40124377
>getting a new IP just to samefag
No, not really a good way to go.

>>40124376
Well, when would be a good time for that then?

>>40124376
>this place is crowded
Unsurprisingly, it was before and there was no issue with it.

>and we already danced for them
Which is no reason not to start again, they were even looking for an encore.

>our moment has passed this night.
It's passed when we want it to pass.

>>40124324
>”Care for a second round? Just you and me”.

>>40124401
Seriously anon? You're not even trying now.

>>40124324
>>>”Let’s go change, it’s too crowded to dance again here”.

>>40124389
>anyone who is new or is voting for something else is a samefag who ruins things.
Get fucked. Time is passing and more people are waking up and joining the thread. Goddamnit, how you are annoying.

>>40124401
>>40124409
Seriously?

>>40124390
Another day when we have more preparation.

Guys calm down. Any potential samefag won't stop just because they're mentioned.

>>40124420
Again, I really don't see your issue. See: >>40124394
We've already danced when it was crowded, furthermore there's been no real issue with it being crowded.

Why do we need extra preparation? It's not the quality of the dance that particularly matters, it's simply dancing with Tahe that does.

>>40124443
Well...maybe private classes would be better, you know? More kinds of dance to learn and more alone time with Tahe.

>>40124324
Changing >>40124358 to just
>"You could teach me some moves"

"Are you jealous?", you sheepishly ask the half-elf.

"Only if you don't share", she answers with a grin. Even the audience gives a hearty laugh at your exchange.

After this latest exchange, you push your way over to the counter to check what the innkeeper thinks of your performance. You find him comfortably leaning on the counter, a lock of blonde hair escaping from his beige turban and invading the bridge of his nose; he smiles as you approaches, "Well you sure can take advantage of what you have to offer".

"It saved me in the past, sometimes advertising your skills is the only way to go when you need to work and earn your living", you smile back, "Although this is not really the kind of skills I lived with in the past. Well, except that one time, but it was a different time and a different sort of dance".

"I see", and she pulls out three glasses and a small, round unmarked bottle full of a swirling orange and dark ochre liquid, "And what do you currently do for a living? You look like a resourceful fellow".

He pours each of you half a glass of the thick-looking liquid; from the scent you immediately recognize it as some kind of alcoholic beverage, most likely spirits. You don't really know what sort, especially since the bottle is unmarked, but Tahenohan smells it eagerly and seems to either recognize it or be willing to drink it regardless.

Pyorindel briefly smells it too, and after staring at it for a while seems to relax a little, though she keeps very silent during this exchange, as if your answer to his question doesn't really involve her.

>”I’m a censor and explorer, these are my colleagues”.
>”We’re performers, but we’ve started out recently”.
>”We’re just ordinary colonists, looking to settle down”.
>”We’re adventurers”.
>”We’re volunteers for the Reconquista”.
>”Why do you ask?”.
>”Oh, a little bit of this, a little bit of that”.
>”What kind of drink is this?”.
>Other?

>>40124480
>”We’re performers, but we’ve started out recently”.
>”What kind of drink is this?”.

>>40124480
>”Why do you ask?”.
>”Oh, a little bit of this, a little bit of that”.
I know it's contested, but that doesn't mean you have to avoid it...

>>40124480
>"I see", and she pulls out
>she
BEGONE FOUL DEMON

>”I’m a censor and explorer, these are my colleagues”.
>”What kind of drink is this?”.

>>40124480
>”I’m a censor and explorer, these are my colleagues”.
>”We’re also performers now, but we’ve started out recently”.
Hey, if Lillith can do well at this, why not use it again?

>>40124480
>>”What kind of drink is this?”.
>”I’m a censor and explorer, these are my colleagues”.

>>40124487
why would you lie like that?

>>40124500
Well, why not? Both Tahe and us seem to enjoy it, so lets make it a regular thing.

>>40124480
>”I’m a censor and explorer, these are my colleagues”.
>”We’re also performers now, but we’ve started out recently”.
>”What kind of drink is this?”.
>>40124497
Randomly accusing someone of samefagging is more effective than samefagging.

>>40124498
>>40124504
>>40124500
It's not exactly very reputable for the Duke's officials to go around practically being strippers inside of random bars, you know.

I get being honest is nice, but I don't feel it'll help us.

>>40124480
>”We’re adventurers”.
>”What kind of drink is this?”.

>>40124504
Career change, anon. We are just starting over.

>>40124526
>being strippers
You are exaggerating, anon. Stop blowing thins out of proportion.

>>40124526
It's not a bad idea. Lillith will only be paid for every map/report returned to Reboldeux or the Marquise, whoever is responsible now, and that takes a while. Performing during the trips should provide some source of income until they finish their official job.

>>40124539
>You are exaggerating, anon.
We had him straight up ask if we wanted to whore ourselves. This is barely an exaggeration.

>>40124480
>”I’m a censor and explorer, these are my colleagues”.
>”We’re performers, but we’ve started out recently”.
Does this include the rogue? In the colleagues?

>>40124563
this is pretty much a side hobby we can get paid for whenever we have time and inclination to do it, but its not our job

>>40124572
>Does this include the rogue? In the colleagues?
Yes, that dance was an ancient ritual, we now own the rogue as our blood bound property

>>40124583
That's some cool ritual. Ishtar is one awesome deity, man.

>>40124589
its all in the technique of lightly brushing lips, docking boobmeats and tensing thighs together

"I'm a censor and explorer, these are my colleagues", you vaguely gesture to your friends, ignoring the fact that Pyorindel isn't really with you and your other actual colleague is somewhere else, actually working while you have your leisurely fun times dancing, "Though I wonder, would you say we have a future as performers? We've only started recently with this routine".

"Depends, are you working for the duke or the marquise?", he asks with a knowing smile.

"The duke", you blink, "Why?".

"Because considering the political changes inbound you're soon going to switch master, and I'm not sure the marquise will be able to pay just as much. You might be better off being performers... Assuming this caravansery develops properly", he sighs, scanning the full tavern with a satisfied look, "I won't lie to you, if you want to be performers, you should go back to Reboldeux, except it's overpopulated and most likely this close to a riot or a crime spree or both. I wouldn't want three pretty girls like you to be found gutted in an alley just because the streets stop being safe at night".

"That won't happen", Pyorindel assures, even though she's supposedly not part of your clique, "Besides, how do you know the situation is that tense?".

He shrugs, "It's just what I heard", and doesn't add anything else.

"So, what's this?", you ask picking up the glass.

"Viper liquor, with peach", he claims, then smiles, "Don't worry, it has no snake poison in it. The viper is only used for flavouring. It's not even in the bottle".

You never heard from it, but then again this innkeeper likely receives merchandise and supplies from very far away. It smells very strong, though, but this doesn’t stop Tahenohan from picking her glass with the full intention of drinking it. Pyorindel has her glass too but is currently idling, maybe waiting.

>Taste it.
>Leave it for now, keep talking (about what?).
>Gulp it down like a real (wo)man.
>Other?

>>40124608
>Gulp it down like a real (wo)man.

>>40124608
>Taste it.

>>40124608
>Gulp it down like a real FUTANARI!

>>40124608
>>Taste it.
We don't want to get plastered and taken advantage off unless its by bunnybutt and tahebutt at the same time

>>40124621
Heh, amusing. Seconding, even though that is the same as a woman, technically.

>"Because considering the political changes inbound you're soon going to switch master, and I'm not sure the marquise will be able to pay just as much. You might be better off being performers...
This is interesting to know. Maybe dance classes should be a thing, after all.

>>40124608
>Gulp it down like a real (wo)man.

>>40124608
>>Taste it.

We have a poor history with recklessly gulping down things.

You don't want to lose to Tahenohan, she's half your size and if she can take this spirit so can you.

You bravely gulp down the thick liquid of swirling colours. It burns almost as soon as it crosses your throat and punches you right in the stomach, forcing you to slam the glass down on the counter as you purse and bit your lips trying to bear the feeling. Unfortunately, the burning quickly intensifies, leaving the aftertaste of peach... If you ate one that was on fire, its juicy water sizzling inside of you.

You hope there was actual water from actual peaches into the concoction because otherwise you have no idea what you're feeling sizzle inside of you, but then again the hit on your stomach is followed by an internal uppercut to the back of your brain and your vision blurs, losing focus despite your best attempts at blinking and squeezing your eyes, which feel very watery.

"Aaaah!", you hear Tahenohan go as she merrily slams the glass down, "That's some strong stuff!". Even in your state, you notice that despite her theatrical gulp she only drank half of it, not the full glass. Being only half of an elf, she does have common sense, and embarrassingly enough you have to admit she had more than you in this case.

"... Are you quite alright?", Pyorindel asks, probably right inside of your eardrum even though you know she's not this close to you. You would like to answer or say something, but your throat is burning so vividly that you can't bring yourself to even open your mouth, fearing that air would just feed the fire inside you.

"Well that was reckless", the innkeeper chuckles, "That's a pretty strong liquor, have you never drunk some?", he then pauses, "Oh, if you need to throw up please go outside".

Maybe gulping spirits down on an empty stomach after a work-out wasn’t such a good idea.

>GO OUTSIDE.
>Hold it in.
>Try to converse, pretend you're fine.
>WATER.
>Other?

>>40124705
>WATER.

>>40124705
>Hold it in.
>Try to converse, pretend you're fine.

>>40124705
>>GO OUTSIDE.
then
>WATER.
trying to hold it in and talk will only ensure we spew

>>40124705
>WATER.
Glad to see I made it before thread end at least.

You try to say something, but only coughs come out, each of them feeling like a rip inside of your sore, burning throat; each convulsion another punch in the stomach, which boils back in anger and bubbles as if readying to throw out the foul intruder who dared enter so violently and in such an uncouth manner.

You squeeze your eyes again and tears come out, keeping your vision blurry and clouded, even Tahenohan's idle-smile stare seems to be tinted with a vague feeling of concern. "Uh, Lillith, you didn't drink it all did y- oh".

"That has to feel like putting salt instead of sugar in your coffee", Pyorindel nonchalantly comments, "I did it once, and it made me cry as well".

You would like to tell them to stop talking inside your eardrums, but then the innkeeper joins in and his voice comes in from your blistering nose, which is getting equally watery, "Did she at least eat something before this?".

"No", Tahenohan explains.

"No", Pyorindel adds, even though she wasn't supposed to know.

"Oh, why didn't you say so?", and you see the innkeeper pull out something looking like breadsticks, you can't quite tell with your vision blurred as it is, "Here, have it".

If you open your mouth you might throw up, and if you don't, trying to get some food inside of you might just do the trick.

"Water...", you manage to rasp before coughing again, your stomach roaring and bubbling at your insolence. The innkeeper however shakes his head.

"You're going to throw up if I do that, miss. Either you manage to keep it in or go outside, throw up, and then I'll gladly help you".

He even smiles. You think. You're not really sure, the scene seems to be spinning a little, too. And your nose is now burning too, so hard that you have to put a hand to your nostrils to make sure you’re not actually bleeding.

You’re not, fortunately.

>GO OUTSIDE.
>Hold it in, you can do it.
>Other?

>>40124814
>GO OUTSIDE.

>>40124814
>Hold it in, you can do it.

>>40124814
>GO OUTSIDE.

>>40124814
>Hold it in, you can do it.
Lillith stronk?

>>40124814
>GO OUTSIDE.
Fffffucking hell. Why did you think this was a good idea, anons!? I'm sure I would have too but that's besides the point!

>>40124814
>>GO OUTSIDE.
If we can hold it it, then good, but be prepared.

Also fuck you retards for thinking this was a good idea.

>>40124814
>Hold it in, you can do it.
Roll a nat 20 damn it.

>>40124814
>Hold it in, you can do it.

>>40124814
>>GO OUTSIDE.

>>40124887
>Leaving everything up to the dice for an impossible roll
You're an idiot.

>>40124878
Man, it's fun. It's reminding me of all the times I could have been out having this sort of fun.

There's no real harm involved and at worst we're just going to color the counter a little.

>>40124814
>Hold it in, you can do it.

>>40124896
But what about the abuse our poor body is going through? This isn't even the fun kind of abuse!

>>40124814
>GO OUTSIDE.

>>40124896
>There's no real harm involved
>There's no real harm
You've never drunk rectified spirits without eating a feast beforehand have you? That shit actually damages your stomach lining if you don't prepare.

So yes, there is very realm harm involved.

>>40124908
real*

First you geniuses decide to chug the drink that was very evident would be a bad idea, now you want to continue the bad ideas even when you know you're being fucking stupid...

>>40124814
>Hold it in, you can do it.

>>40124908
>>40124919
It's a slice of life quest that's heavily themed off of anime. Sorry if I don't think we'll hyper realistically suffer stomach lining damage which will ail us sometime in the unspecified future.

>>40124901
Exactly, its just a bunch of idiots deliberately being retards, this isn't some joke, this shit causes serious problems.

>>40124927
>Thinking this doesn't follow realism when it's realistic as hell
You might want to go reread the entire quests archives and change your tune.

>>40124927
Thanks for proving how stupid you are being. While you keep on being delusional the rest of us are trying to at least act in character and not deliberately sabotaging just for lulz.

>>40124919
>that was very evident would be a bad idea
All we knew about it was that it was called Viper Liquor with peach anon. There's really no indication of what you're talking about.

>>40124937
So, what? MP is suddenly going to decide we're going to have gastritis or something and force us to go down a side quest to get it healed at a nearby temple? Oh wait, that actually sounds fun.

>>40124947
>are trying to at least act in character
I don't know, seems pretty in character considering the mushrooms and stuff

>>40124956
>All we knew about it was that it was called Viper Liquor with peach anon. There's really no indication of what you're talking about.
We could smell how strong it was and could see it wasn't a normal drink, we only found out what it was called after drinking it, do please read.

>Oh wait, that actually sounds fun.
How about you just stop being moronic already because that is not fun.

>>40124937
>>40124947
Wow, take a chill pill. I dunno what quest you've been reading but there's literally 0% chance this is gonna be more than a one-time gag, maybe a 'Lillith gets scared of spicy stuff' thing at most. There's no need for this hostile shit. And I say that as >>40124901.

>>40124966
>How about you just stop being moronic already because that is not fun.
I'd disagree really, it's been awhile since we did anything religion related so it'd be kind of nice to go and see one of those clerics and learn more about them. Not that it'd actually happen in the first place, really.

>>40124965
No it doesn't, thats entirely unconnected, our body is trying to throw up, our brain is on fire, we're not going to try and just sit here and hold it in while it burns us and risk vomiting all over our friends and the innkeeper.

>>40124968
So you're suddenly the QM now? If you know everything about the quest why have you forgotten everything that's happened so far and just ignore it all, like when we got high and did stupid shit, or when we got sick and laid out for days?

>>40124973
Wrong religion and it wouldn't be nice to hobble back to a city with our digestive tract hanging out slowly killing us.

>>40124978
>If you know everything about the quest why have you forgotten everything that's happened so far and just ignore it all, like when we got high and did stupid shit, or when we got sick and laid out for days?
All of which led to fun and interesting situations which were really not detrimental to the quest in any way shape or form?

>>40124986
I'm not involved in your little spat with the other anon but being sick wasn't fun so please don't speak like you're representative of the rest of the players.

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>>40124984
>it wouldn't be nice to hobble back to a city with our digestive tract hanging out slowly killing us.

>>40124978
Personally I don't find 'laid out sick for a day' worth giving a shit about, if that even happens. There have been no real consequences for run-of-the-mill tomfoolery or frat-boy fun so far and I see no reason to suspect it here, in a blatant SoL scene with no current immediate threats going on.

You take a deep breath in and then hold it. If you hold your breath you can't throw up, after all. You are a genius. You smile at your own amazing cunning and offer your thumbs up to your friends and all those around you, to show off how really well-off and totally not in a terrible shape you are.

And then you run.

It's funny how you always try to hold it in until the last possible moment and only at the last possible moment your stomach goes "FUCK YOU I'M PUSHING EVERYTHING OUT" without giving you even the slightest of hints beforehand. Well, other than you feeling tremendously sick but that's another matter entirely, what you mean is that it didn't give you any forewarning about vomiting, and never does.

You idly wonder why as you turn around and rush to the nearest corner, your mouth pointlessly covering your mouth who of course starts spewing before you're actually ready.

And when you do vomit, there's mostly foam and little of consequence. Oddly-tinted liquids, as gastric juices always are, and foul-smelling too, which doesn't help you with feeling any better. Your eyes are still very watery and your throat is still on fire, feeling ripped and now the feeling of an acidic burn is stacked on top of it.

You wouldn't say you feel great, it's not like when you eat something that disagrees with you and you throw up and then you feel fine. You're still feeling pretty bad.

"Are you okay?", you are then asked, and it takes your acing brain a moment to recognize that the voice is unfamiliar to you, and so is the accent, which is somewhat thick but from a region you don't quite catch.

You can vaguely see the outline of someone small, but dressed in an elaborately-embroidered and colourful garb, and you are most certain that those are mouse ears, even with your sight being blurry and spinny as it is.

>”I’m okay”.
>”I am not okay”.
>”I am absolutely not okay I am feeling really terrible”.
>”Sorry I threw up in front of your house”.
>Other?

>>40125002
>”I am not okay”.
>”Sorry I threw up in front of your house”.

>>40125002
>”Sorry I threw up in front of your house”.
>”I am not okay”.

>>40125000
>There have been no real consequences for run-of-the-mill tomfoolery or frat-boy fun so far
So you've just forgotten all that happened when we were getting to the spiders and giants places?

>no current immediate threats going on.
...

>>40125002
>”I’m okay”.
Then
>”I am absolutely not okay I am feeling really terrible”.
Then
>”Sorry I threw up in front of your house”.

>>40125002
>your mouth pointlessly covering your mouth
I think we broke.

>”I am not okay”.
>”Sorry I threw up in front of your house”.

>>40125002
>"I'll be okay...eventually. Probably."
>”Sorry I threw up in front of your house”.
Hello new mouse-person!

>>40125013
>no real consequences for run-of-the-mill tomfoolery or frat-boy fun so far
>No real consequences for tomfoolery or frat-boy fun
Sorry, not sure how the giants are related to this argument or line of thought. On another note, I'm not even that guy.

>>40125013
>So you've just forgotten all that happened when we were getting to the spiders and giants places?
Not really that much, more importantly it wasn't remotely comparable. For one thing we didn't really make Lillith sick ourselves did we, even if some of our actions didn't exactly mitigate it. For another, it happened in a strange wilderness rather than in town, and from a mysterious disease rather than fucking eating something spicy. Like holy shit even real people with real bodies do that for fun.

And no, the skeletons are no longer immediate threats.

>>40125043
>and from a mysterious disease rather than fucking eating something spicy
Nope, it was from the food with the poison the spiders used to spice it, which we knew about beforehand.

>>40125049
We didn't know that at first though.

>>40125069
Yeah we did, they told us about it while cooking it when we asked...

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>>40125049
I'm just interjecting to say that I'm sorry but you got it totally wrong.

And also to ask you to save the discussion for when the thread's over, which is going to be in a couple post so please, just a few moments more.

"No I am not okay", you answer, your honesty getting the better of you.

"Yes, I can see that", the figure carefully approaches once she's moderately certain you're not going to spew again.

"I am sorry I threw up in front of your house", and you realize you're sounding kind of like a drunkard, which means you're actually pretty sober.

"It's okay, it's not my house. You threw up on the corner to the caravan parking lot, I was just getting water from the well, and...", she stares at you, you still can't tell much about her except she's small, has mouse ears and white/gray hair, and a pale brown complexion, "You look like you need some".

"Yes please".

She hands you what looks like a waterskin, "Wash your mouth and spit out first, then drink, slowly".

You've felt sick and had hangovers before, so you know about flushing all the vomit still in your throat and mouth off before, and before you even have to ask the small lady passes you a handkerchief as well. You kind of feel sorry having to blow your nose in such a freshly cleaned piece of cloth, but she assures you that it's okay and she's just going to clean it again.

You have to force yourself to drink slowly because you feel like you need to quench a literal fire, but the sick feeling your stomach gives you as you feel the water hit it solidly convinces you to take it easy.

"You should be careful when drinking", the lady comments, "Spirits aren't for when you're on an empty stomach".

In your defence, you've never drank something quite this strong, ever.

“By the way”, and now that you can focus the lady a little more you see that she does have white-ish hair and she does have hairy mouse ears, and also wears some kind of loose yellow tunic with geometric decorations and embroideries in red and green, “I am Afra bani Shahnaz al-Ityf, pleased to meet you”.

>Ask for something to eat.
>Ask for more water.
>Ask to rest a moment.
>Ask for some stomach medicine.
>Just thank her
>Other?

>>40125120
>Ask to rest a moment.
>Ask for some stomach medicine.
What an exotic name.

>>40125120
>Ask to rest a moment.
>Ask for some stomach medicine.
>Thank her

>>40125120

> thank her

>Introduce ourself the best we can

>>40125120
>Ask for more water.
>Introduce yourself

>>40125120
>Ask for more water.

>>40125129
I'll add to introduce ourself.

You dare say you're feeling better, though it's not actually that much better and you don't really feel like drinking, eating or moving much at all in general. But you're not spewing any more, which is already some progress.

"Thank you, Afra", you honestly give her. You didn't quite understand the pronounciation of the rest of her name, though, but you're pretty sure about Afra, "I am Lillith Taieart".

"Lilllit?", she tentatively repeats, her own accent getting in the way of accurate communication, but she still smiles, waggling what you recognize as a thin mouse tail behind her back. You also think you spy the handles of some bladed instruments poking from there, "Well take it easy, just sit down, eat something to stop your stomach from trying to digest itself and take it easy for a while".

"Do you happen to have some stomach medicine?", you ask.

"I could prepare some, I'm no doctor but I've learned to manage", she offers a keen smile, and her teeth do look oddly sharp for a rodent. You wipe the tears from your eyes and the world stops spinning for a moment. The embroideries on her loose tunic, which looks more like a tunic underneath a loose robe, are very detailed and colourful, giving her a vibrant and quite exotic look, "There's no temple of Jure nearby, unfortunately, but I'm sure there has to be some travelling cleric somewhere, they're never too far. Ask them for help if you keep feeling sick".

"I'll keep that in mind", you assure her, "Do you have any more water?".

"Oh, keep the waterskin, you can hand it back when you're feeling better", she chuckles, "If I'm not here just ask around, most people know me, they'll make sure to hand it to me one way or another".

You still aren’t quite sure you’re feeling well and your stomach is really acting up, but you’re not going to throw up again, at least.

Just feeling bad in general.

>”Are you famous?”.
>”Do you know any healers?”.
>”Do you live here?”.
>Check back in the tavern.
>Other?

>>40125221
>”Do you live here?”.
>Check back in the tavern.

>>40125221
>”Do you live here?”.
>”Do you know any healers?”.

>>40125221
>”Are you famous?”.
>”Do you live here?”.

>>40125221
>”Do you live here?”.
>Check back in the tavern.

>>40125221
>”Do you know any healers?”.
>Check back in the tavern.

"Do you live here?", you wonder. There are plenty of tents outside after all.

"Nah", she smiles, "I just have a tent here, but I'm not even there all the time. It's just that I like to check back here every so often, keeps me in touch with what's going on, and with interesting people. I'm actually attached to the expedition, up in Maner, but we're having a few, ah, logistic problems, I'm sure you've heard of them".

You are pretty sure, because you've seen her turn around a little, that those behind her are knives; large, curved knives, and not the sort you use to cut wood or purely for survival reasons. You also are pretty sure that you can stand upright but must walk slowly because your head feels light in the wrong way and the back of it feels like a marble inside of a spiky molass filling a glass that's about to crack open.

"I can still help you with the stomach medicine anyways, I'll just concoct something this afternoon with what I have, if you're still around. Besides, if you're going to get a good night's rest tonight it'll be fine, I'm sure", she smiles reassuringly, "At worst you'll just get some gastritis, at which point you really should see a doctor".

You nod, and just as you're about to turn or say something, you feel a small hand patting you on the back.

"Are you okay?", Tahenohan asks, still looking manic despite your obvious distress, "I thought you'd come back in on your own but maybe it's worse than it looked".

You try and shake your head but realize it's a terrible idea and wait for the world to stop spinning, "I'll manage".

"Eeeeh you definitely need some medicine", Afra nods, looking up at you. She's even shorter than Tahenohan, but her voice has a lower pitch, "What’d they give you? Rectified spirits on an empty stomach?”.

“Yes”, Tahenohan confirms, “And she gulped it down all at once”.

“Wow”, Afra blinks, dumbfound.

“It was my first time drinking some”, you mumble in your defence, and the other two just chuckle.

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And this is it for Episode 30!

Thanks to everyone who participated. Next time it will be some fun times alright.

Remember to check twitter for updates on the next episodes, and take care!

>>40125310
Thanks for running! I only caught the last hour and a half, but it was fun.

>>40125310
Thanks for writing

>>40125310
thanks for running MP, was refreshing to actually be able to make it to a thread live for once

>>40125302
>At worst you'll just get some gastritis
>"What’d they give you? Rectified spirits on an empty stomach?”.
Fucking told you idiots.

>>40125310
Thanks for the thread MP.

>>40125442
Yeah, I'm glad the morons sperging out about drinking spicy stuff got shown up too. But really, the quest tags are 'not serious' and laid-back' so I dunno what the worry was about in the first place.

>>40125477
Gastritis is a very serious thing, there is plenty to worry about when we've previously been shown that realistic consequences can be expected from reckless actions.

Also
>Yeah, I'm glad the morons sperging out about drinking spicy stuff got shown up too.
You got that backwards.

>>40125490
Yeah, that's why the sentence said 'at worst' I'm sure.
Go play a serious quest if you're gonna get riled up about some stomach-ache.

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>>40125490
It really depends, anon. I had nervous gastritis and some viral gastritis in the past and it's been really annoying but not a lasting-effect kind of thing. Once I got better, I got better, the worst was the nervous one and even that eventually got better, and while I had it I just learned to live with it.

Ulcer. Now that's something more serious. It's not quite the same, though, you might be confusing the two.

>>40125544
Why are you even acknowledging people who decided the reasonable response to drinking something spicy in a SoL quest was calling people morons and retards entirely unprovoked (>>40124878 >>40124919 >>40124937 etc etc) and bitch endlessly?

>>40125544
My uncle got really bad stomach ulcers and eventually had to have his stomach lining completely replaced because of really bad gastritis from a night of drinking home made grain alcohol so you can imagine my perspective on the matter.

791, go away.

>>40125702
Uhh I think you missed the thread you intended to post in anon.

Thansk for the thread!