You awake to the sounds of movement and murmuring. Shadows play across the walls of your tent, moving here and there as the camp is broken down around you and breakfast is prepared. To your side, Mona lies quietly snoring.

>Head outside
>Wake Mona
>Go back to sleep
>Other

>>43872284
>>Wake Mona

>>43872284
>Wake Mona

>>43872284
>Wake Mona

>>43872356
You reach out and shake Mona awake. Her eyes open lazilly, and dart around the room, settling on you. She sits up, fixes her hair, and leaves the tent silently. You follow.

Outside the smell of Oatmeal and honey is strong, and you are able to see the business of your hosts. The inquisitor and cleric work to break up the camp, while the squire and knight assist the Paladin in donning his armor. In only his lower parts, you are able to see a padded jacket and gloves, all woven from fine fabric.

"Ah! Good morning ladies! Food will be served shortly, please make yourselves comfortable l."

"Or help get these fucking tents...urgh...broken."

"Lancel! Do not burn these poor girls ears with your foul mouth! And do not presume to callous their hands with a soldier's work!"

The inquisitor scoffs, but continues working.

>Sit
>Help
>Other

>>43872487
>>Help

>>43872487
>Help
It's k, we like to work.

Will paladin senpai see ranger-tan's tonned legs?

>>43872487
>Help

>>43872548
You move over to help the inquisitor break the tents. Mona simply sits.

"See Lancel, how this maiden's kindness stops not at her hands, despite your abhorrent speech. Remember this lesson in humility."

The inqisitor scoffs again, then turns to you. "Thanks. Don't mind Sir Roland. He's a bit loud, but his heart is strong and loving."

>"He's nice."
>"Are all Paladins like him?"
>"It's a bit grating"
>Other

>>43872689
>>"Are all Paladins like him?"
>>"It's a bit grating"

>>43872689
>"Are all Paladins like him?"

>>43872689
>"He's nice."
>"Are all Paladins like him?"

>>43872689
>Other: "it's still better than being bossed around, like we were used to"

>>43872733
Hearing you speak this way about Roland seems to disappoint Lancel.

"If all of then were, the kingdom wouldn't be in such disarray. Of the twelve, he is by and large the most willing to fall upon a spike for his charges. He's done it before. The others, while some are kind enough, took the position nearly universally out of political ambition. Only he did it with others in mind."

>Sympathize
>"He's naive."
>"What's a Paladin?"
>Other

>>43872853
>>Sympathize

>>43872853
>Sympathize
>"What's a Paladin?"
>"Why is he like this?"

>>43872853
>>"What's a Paladin?"

>>43872872
>"What's a Paladin?"
>Do they fight demons and such?

:^)

>>43872880
"There are twelve orders of holy Knights in the Church of the Heavenly God. Each is headed by a Paladin. He is both the youngest, and ironically the most seasoned in combat. He chose to start as a simple footman, despite his advantages. This afforded him an experience few officers have, fighting together with enlisted troops. He's been to the cold coast, during the campaign, to reclaim the fishing grounds. A quagmire of a boondoggle. Thousands killed, all so the rich could have the choice of filet. After that, he vowed to serve not the governmet, but her peoples." Lancel seems truly moved. "All beneath him are loyal to a fault. Certainly that boy is. Sometimes I worry he'd let himself be ripped asunder just to be of some use to Roland. But, I digress."

>Ask/say
>Finis work

>>43873088
>Finis work

>>43873088
>>Finis work

>>43873088
>Ask/say
"What's the history with the boy?"
"What about you, what's your story?"

>>43873088
>>Finis work

>>43873166
You finish breaking the camp and gather around the fire. As you sit around the cook pot, you are doled out thick spoonfuls of oatmeal. The texture is decent, but the blend of seasoning makes it a treat. You glance over at Mona, and see her listlessly playing with her food more than eating it.

"Porridge. Always porridge. Hm."

Roland leans over to whisper to you.

"My lady, is your companion quite alright?"

>"She's always like this."
>"She's been through a traumatic experience."
>"She needs help. Badly."
>Other

>>43873459
>"She's been through a traumatic experience."

>>43873459
>"She's been through a traumatic experience."

>>43873459
>>"She's been through a traumatic experience."

>>43873459
>>"She needs help. Badly."

>>43873479
Roland sets his bowl aside and reaches over to Mona, taking her hand in both of his.

"My lady, I sympathize with your struggle. You need not speak of the tragic events that have befallen you, but please know that if there is anything I might help with, I would not hesitate to aid you in retribution or resolution."

"Sir, we do have our own goals to consider."

"Nonsense! We cannot allow ourselves to become so single minded in our pursuits of a greater good that we neglect those who we are sworn to defend. This girl has seen things that haunt her, and if I might let her rest easily with my own efforts, then it is my chivalrous duty to do so!"

As he rambles, Mona looks to you questioningly.

>Ask Roland for help
>Leave Roland out
>Other

>>43873813
>>Ask Roland for help

>>43873813
>Ask Roland for help

>>43873813
>>Other
maybe we should ask them what they think about witches and whatnot?
Like, ask who they are sworn to fight against.

>>43873877
Oh, yeah. We should probably ask that first.

>>43873877
>>43873813
Well considering she was doing tricks in broad daylight back in the city they probably don't mind it that much.

That said, the demon that took the deal? Probs bad stuff.

Might wanna leave out the mass murder part too.

>>43873877
What's the problem? She's a witch who spent most of her life living in some old perv's place. I'm trained with daggers that can open your throat in a second, after drinking the blood of some monster that turned me into something more than human. Together we betrayed and genocided my renegade cult and comrades that oppose the church, thanks to a pact with a demon. The demon stole her capacity for love, and we need that back to rekindle our gay relationship in this middle ages era, Any questions?

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>>43874038
There was no relationship so yes: is the MC a slut?

>>43873877
You ask Roland his opinion on witches. He considers it briefly.

"Well, the old stories say that the Earthly God's bride was a fertility goddess and a witch. She was also a protector of children. If a witch were like her, I suppose I'd have no quarrel. However, I've also heard a tale of a mighty sorcerer and his consort, a witch. They say he burned an entire city to the ground, simply with a snap of his fingers. They supposedly made love in the ashes, conceiving a fire elemental. I've never seen a fire elemental, but someone like that I could never tolerate. So, I suppose I'd have to know them by their actions before I judged them."

>Ask for help
>Leave him out
>Other

>>43874187
>>Ask for help

>>43874187
>Ask for help
yo wanna kill some demons?

>>43874187
>Ask for help

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>>43874187
>They supposedly made love in the ashes, conceiving a fire elemental.
wait wait wait wot

>>43874263
You tell Roland the truth, and he is shocked. He stands, and paces about the camp wordlessly for a minute before seeming to decide his course of action.

"That a pure hearted girl could be so wickedly cursed simply for the sake of her true love. This is an offense I cannot stand for! My ladies, if I may, I will not rest until we know the solution to your plight. I will wrest Lady Mona's burning passion from the hands of the Blackfire God myself, if that is what needs be done! THIS I SWEAR!"

Roland's voice booms, sending hedge birds up to the sky.

"We will escort you both to the city. I can allow you access to the church's library. It is not a fantasy to think they may be in possession of a demonic and diabolical compendium. That will be the start of our search." Roland approaches, and takes one of each of your hands. "Dread not, ladies. I, Roland, will see that your pure, untainted love blossoms again."

>Thank him
>Ask him to back away
>Other

>>43874588
>>Thank him

>>43874588
>Thank him

>>43874588
>Thank him
Well it kinda only happened because she was DENIED not because it was reciprocated.

I know /tg/ is yuri general but I'll never understand why there's so many lesbians and no homo

>>43874644
Because homo is icky but lesbian is hot

>>43874187
wait... was this episode 3's characters you're talking about?

>>43874644
I'm not personally averse to homo. Nobody ever goes the homonroute though. I mean Leon was right there.

>>43874672
my guess is that /tg/ is mainly composed of straight guys, who generally don't prefer that sort of stuff.

>>43874672
> I mean Leon was right there.
I'm only into bara, too much time spent on /fit/

>>43874726
Noted

>>43874644
The vote was more to postpone until they were free than deny her altogether, IIRC.

>>43874644
You thank Rolanf, and catch glimpses of his men rolling their eyes. Shortly after, you finis breakfast and begin down the road. You make smalltalk with the group, learning about recentry events in town, until coming to a man made river, diverting water to the city, with a footbridge. Standing at the apex is a rather large and unwashed man with a dao slung over his shoulder. He stops you from advancing.

"Morning, travellers. Spare a few coins for a wandering monk?"

Before you have a chance to answer, Roland is moving toward him with purse in hand and a smile on his face.

"Always willing to help a fellow man of the cloth."

>Stop him
>Let him go
>Roll perception
>Other

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>>43874909
>Roll perception
cod for the cod god

>>43874909
>>Roll perception

Rolled 25, 1, 2, 32, 44, 1, 10, 26 = 141 (8d47)

>>43874909
>Roll perception

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>>43874945
aaand here's the right image

>>43874909
>>Roll perception

>>43874951
Your Rangers senses reveal not one, but five armed men hiding beneath the bridge, poised to strike. The others don't seem to notice.

>Warn Roland
>Let him go
>Conspire with Mona
>Other

At last feats come to the fore

>>43875112
>>Warn Roland

>>43875112
>Warn Roland
Ayoo what're those armed dudes doing under that bridge? U a brigand or sumfin?

>>43875112
>>Warn Roland

>>43875155
You shout, warning Roland. He stops shy of the bridge, and the five assailants reveal themselves, brandishing arms. Their leader atop the bridge cackles.

"Caught us have you? Darn. Give up the coin and nobody needs to come to harm."

Behind you the others arm themselvrs, save for the squire, who meekly hovers his hand over a knife at his side.

>Take his knife
>Talk the brigands down
>Run
>other

>>43875252
>>Talk the brigands down

>>43875252
>>Talk the brigands down

>>43875252
>Talk the brigands down
Oy mate I swear on me mum I'll fek you up
No but really they want to pick a fight with a ranger, a witch, an inquisitor, a paladin and a dude/squire?
Do they like getting rekt that much? Are they blind?

>>43875380
You try to convince the brigands that the fight is not worth te trouble. He sneers.

"Sorry, girl, but we're getting paid too well to back down from this. Hells, you two pretty things will be a nice bonus on top of it. What say the two of you come on over here, we'll see you dot get all scarred up in the scuffle."

>"Not all of you will live, I guarantee. Which of you will take that risk?"
>"Please, just let us go. Find your mercy."
>Roll bluff
>Other

>>43875473
>Roll bluff
>"Not all of you will live, I guarantee. Which of you will take that risk?"

>>43875473
>Roll bluff
"I'm a dude actually"

No but really:
>"Not all of you will live, I guarantee. Which of you will take that risk?"
Do we have a weapon right now rags?

>>43875485
That's not a bluff.

>>43875509
>>43875473

It is if you don't plan to kill them.

That said I'd be more for throwing a dagger at him to demonstrate our YEARS OF TRAINNING with the dagger techniques of the rangers.

Maybe hit just below his dick ripping his pants?

>>43875508
Not a one, nor a shred of protection. You're also still injured

>>43875622
Goddamnit, can Mona make a little show then?
Like turn their underwear into crows

>>43875632
If someone thirds this she can

>>43875632
I'll second this.

>>43875688
You ask Mona to try and intimidate the brigands. She raises a hand, and the water around their feet comes to a sudden boil. As they dance and make a break for the shore, Rplan catches them, tossing each aside like paper dolls with his immense strength. Their leaderx , safe from the broth, is angered.

"A witch. Figures they wouldn't give us so much just to deal with a simple soldier. Still, it just means more for me." He brandished his blade, assuming a fighting stance. "Magic tricks don't scare me."

>Let them fight
>Mona
>Ask for a weapon
>Other

Dead end is not a street name

>>43875912
>Ask for a weapon

>>43875912
>>Ask for a weapon
>>Other
take the leader alive for questioning.

>>43875912
>Ask for a weapon
I shall aid you fair knight!

>>43875912
>Thank Mona for helping
>Ask for a weapon, preferably a set of daggers
That was the weapon we chose to be trained in, correct?

>>43875988
>>43876024
You reach out to the squire, who gladly passes the burden of his weapon to you. The rest of you assume combat stance. The brUganda leader dashes forward, leaping high over Roland, and landing in front of you. You raise your weapon, but the knight accompanying Roland moves in front of you, taking a thrust that pierces his armor like so much hot butter, allowing you to see the end of the brigands blade peek through the knights back. The brigands hurls him aside, and comes at you again.

>Fight without restrictions
>Protect Mona
>Other

>>43876208
>>Protect Mona

>>43876208
>Fight without restrictions
Tell Mona to use her spells to protect herself in case anything happens. All she lacks is self-preservation desu

>>43876208
>Protect Mona

>>43876221
With your dominant hand injured, you decide to stay back and keep Mona safe, her being the only one not trained in physical altercation.

Roland dashes back to the scuffle, but the brigand is a more lethal adversary than one would imagine, and in moment he has torn through the cleric and lopped off the hand of the inquisitor.

"Squire! My Blinding Sun!" Roland shouts ferociously. The squire snaps out of his fear induced stunned state and begins digging around in his pack. He bring from it a bastaRd sword in its sheath, which Roland grabs, nearly knocking the boy over with his momentum. As the steel slides free, the brigands kicks the inquisitor, knocking him unconscious.

"You're next, bastard son!"

The two of the clash, and the world seems to freeze.

>Help the inquisitor
>stay out of it
>Attack the brigand
>Other

>>43876561
>>Help the inquisitor

>>43876561
>Help the inquisitor

>>43876561
>Help the inquisitor
"hey look at us staying back while mona does nothing and we do nothing, and the squire is useless so no one cares 10/10"

>>43876583
You and Mona rush to assist the inquisitor amidst the song of steel. When you examine him, he seems badly wounded, but not beyond saving.

>Ask Mona
>Search the clerics bag

>>43876686
have Mona heal him, by searching through the bags.

We can go off and fight.

>>43876686
>Ask Mona to stun the dude then go help Roland
>while the dude is stunned we attack

>>43876686
>>Search the clerics bag
Time to first aid. Rangers teach first aid, right?
Shit, I still haven't statted the enemies for tonights session.

>>43876706
You tell Mona to search for anything to stop the bleeding and ease the pain. She shrugs, and obeys. You yourself turn to join Roland.

You find him putting the brigand on the defense, but as you approach a slick act of misdirection opens Roland up, and the brigand's blade slashes across his chest, ripping open his armor. Roland stumbles back, but before the killing blow is struck, you arrive and plunge the knife into the brigands back. He howls is pain as you retrieve it, and turns to face you.

>Killing intent
>Capture
>Other

>>43876910
>>Capture

>>43876910
>Capture

>>43876910
>Capture
Reward, maybe?

>>43876910
>Capture
Disarm him, literally.

>>43876940
Your Ranger training comes into play, allowing you to avoid the brigands brutal cleaves. When he comes around to slash at your head, he suddenly stops and cries out in pain. Roland has used his heavy boot to cripple the man's leg with a hard kick from a supine position. Thanks to this, you are able to grapple abd disarm The brigand, tossing his sword away. With the knife to his neck, you choke him until his face turns blue and he drifts off, at which point you release him.

Roland, beeeding, rushes to help his companions. The inquisitor is treated, and the squire given leave to rest. Mona knows little of first aid, but she does her best.

You check on her, then check on Roland. He stands over his fallen companions and grieves.

>"This can't be your first time seeing death."
>"They died serving you. They were prepared for this."
>"Will you be okay?"
>Other

>>43877185
>"They died serving you. They were prepared for this."

>>43877185
>"They died serving you. They were prepared for this."

>>43877185
>"Will you be okay?"

>>43877185
>>"Will you be okay?"

>>43877185
>"Will you be okay?"
We'll find who was responsible for this

>>43877185
shall we also start interrogating? I think they mentioned being paid to off us.

>>43877306
I suppose, but I don't think we'll be allowed to do much to him with Roland around. More just questioning. Also the brigand's unconscious.

>>43877257
"Yes. I've fought in wars before. Seen friends stricken down by arrows and spears. Still, the thought of someone I know being killed, it's painful. The kind of pain one can't understand without feeling it. Even this gash in my chest will scar and toughen. But a man's soul, bleeds eternal. We'll stay here tonight. Burn the bodies, and collect the ashes. Their families will want the remains."

There is silence. Somewhere a crow cries out. You decide to leave Roland and interrogate the brigand.

He is bound to the post of the bridge, allowing you free movement as you question him. You're no inquisitor, but you believe you can manage.

>Reassuring
>Violent
>Devious
>Other

>>43877522
>Violent

>>43877522
>Devious
Put feet over dick, slowly press if he doesn't play along.
Talk to him about bursting grapes, or that one time you dropped some eggs.

if he plays along, stroke it, but when done crush his balls
no don't do that spoilered bit it's a joke.

>>43877522
>Violent
That's how interrogate do, right?

>>43877551
Before asking anything, you take the knife lent to you and slice across his face, cutting his lip open. He squirms, but doesn't make a sound.

You ask him who sent him and why.

"Some fucking old man. Don't know anything about him, just that he had a lot of gold and wanted that boy dead. Simple as that."

You wonder if he isn't hiding something, but hurting him too badly will surely make Roland wary of you and Mona.

>Press him
>Take his word
>Other

>>43877821
>Press him
More specifically his nuts.
Come on man, that is the thing a man values the most, the threat itself will make him spill it.
Won't even need to act on it.

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>>43877821
>Press him
>>43877878
>pic related

>>43877821
>Press him

>>43877878
You give him a good hard kick, and he groans and curls up as a response.

"Enough, my lady. His weapon tells the tale for him." Roland stands a ways away, examining the dao. "A vorpal enchantment. Difficult to perform, even for a skilled smith. The only man capable of it lies in Dragonfell." You approach to get a better look at the weapon, and spy the runes carved into the blade.

"Leave the brigand to rot here as a signpost. Justice will be served to him by the carrion crows, and to my enemy by me." Roland kneels and snaps the weapon over his knee before towing it into the river.

"We leave tomorrow."

Sorry, have to cut it short, got business to handle. Should be a thread next weekend, so keep an eye out

>>43878217
Thanks for running, Rags.

See you next time.

>>43878217
Thanks for running, Rags. See you next time.

>>43878217
hope to see you soon.

>>43878217
See ya next time Rags

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