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You wake up in a bed, though you don't immediately recall who's it is. Darzi is curled up next to you, one of her legs draped over your own and her head rested on your chest. Judging by the light streaming through the slats on the window, it's probably about two or three hours past sunrise. You've still got a few hours until you need to leave, but you'll want to be out of Nazir by noon if you wish to reach the gates of Marqash by nightfall.

You try to extricate yourself from underneath Darzi, but quickly realize doing so would entail waking her. Considering how rarely it is that she manages to sleep peacefully, you'd be loathe to interrupt her now. Still, you must consider the matter of your companions. Judging by the suit of Elaudian Armor standing watch in the corner, this is Darzi's bedroom. If you were caught leaving, it would be rather difficult to explain why you were stalking out of her room first thing in the morning reeking of sex.

With a labored sigh you relax, resolving to just enjoy the comforts of a warm bed for now. Part of you wants to roll Darzi on her back and have another go, but you're not sure surprising her like that would be the wisest decision. Starting off the night before she'd been so timid, just getting her to relax required an immense effort on your part. She was more comfortable the second time around in an actual bed rather than a public bath, but even then she was not nearly so eager as Aisha had been. She was gentle, even tender, and surprisingly submissive. Overall you'd say the experience was different, but not unpleasantly so.

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Your thoughts are interrupted by a heavy knock, the suddenness of it enough to startle you. Darzi stirs reluctantly at your side, rolling lethargically onto her back and stretching her arms over her head. She mumbles something unintelligible as the covers fall away to reveal her breast, though you don't have much time to admire them. The knock comes again again with more insistence.

>You can turn invisible, just hide somewhere and keep out of sight.
>It's probably just a servant, tell them to come back later and start getting dressed.
>Probably better if you didn't talk. Hopefully Darzi can handle this one herself.
>Write-in

>>45479357
>>It's probably just a servant, tell them to come back later and start getting dressed.

>>45479357
Invisible and don't talk.

>>45479357
Can't we use nature to get an idea of who it is?

>>45479357
>Write-in
Nature magic, check who it is. Well basically check it if its a party member or not. Decide based off of that knowledge.

>>45479427
I mean Chrys should have an earthy tone to her vys, does it really matter if anyone else sees us?

>>45479427
You could probably get a vague idea. Talking height, sex, magical prowess, general body shape. Enough to eliminate most of your party members, probably.

>>45479357
>>It's probably just a servant, tell them to come back later and start getting dressed.
Doctor's offices suck. Shitposting better.

>>45479461
Then let's make sure it isn't a party member, on anyone with a high vys level, as they would probably be important, and just tell them to come back later

>>45479357
>>It's probably just a servant, tell them to come back later and start getting dressed.

>>45479347
>If you were caught leaving
We can literally turn invisible

>>45479357
Just turn invisible

>>45479509
>Door opens on its own
>Footsteps with no obvious source
>Servants think Darzi fucked a ghost.

>>45479357
>Use magic to find out who it is
>If Chrys, tell Darzi, then go invisible and use our stealthmagic(because we have that) to hide in another room)

>>45479427
I'll write for this, briefly, and then we can go from there. If it's just a servant, you'll tell them to come back later. Otherwise, put it to another vote.

I only really care if its Chrys or not. Not because I care what Chrys thinks about Mik, that ship sailed, but I don't want to mess with Darzi's and Chrys's friendship you know? They have a good thing going.

>>45479603
This, and I feel like Chrys doesn't need much of an excuse to try to kill us.

>>45479357
This is a wonderfully cozy way to start off today's quest.

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You push yourself up in bed, channeling Nature magic to try and get an idea of who it is on the other side of the door. The world is cast in shades of green and the walls fade into transparency. Two figures are illuminated standing in the other room. One is short, by Samjan standards. You suppose they'd be tall by any other metric. They seem magically competent but not exceptionally so, with a particularly dense concentration of vys around their abdomen. You fairly confident in your assumption that they're female, and most likely of your own race.

The other is much shorter than the other, probably no more than five and a half feet tall. They might have some minor magical ability but their vys reserves are so small it can't be particularly noteworthy. You think they're probably a human woman, though they could be an elf. Regardless, you feel confident saying that neither of them are your companions. Thus, there's probably no harm in telling them off.

Cutting the flow of vys, you share a glance with Darzi. She simply shrugs, her thoughts drifting through your own. {Any idea who it is?}

You hold your wrist together, as if they've been shackled, and Darzi sighs, mouthing the word 'breakfast' to you. Ahh, that's rather convenient really. Raising your voice you call out to whoever it is on the other side. “Just leave the tray somewhere, we'll be out in a moment.”

There's a pause before the familiar voice of Hasna, your brother's wife, answers. “Mikhael? What are you doing here?”

>Nothing?
>What is SHE doing here?
>Sleeping, until a moment ago.
>Promise to explain later, with no intention of doing so.
>Write-in

>>45479494
I think our party members all have abnormally low vys for their level of skill. Most of them have GM or multiple masteries and yet they're in the 20s and 30s vys wise.

>>45479955
Meditating?

>>45479955
>>Sleeping, until a moment ago.

>>45479955
>>What is SHE doing here?
>>Sleeping, until a moment ago.

>>45479982
We could boost the fuck out them tho'. Just teach them Metal Magic vanilla style, and then take them close a Suryan gate to just churn out metas.

>>45479955
>>Nothing?
>>Adventuring party discussion? Common meditation? Training? Magical experiments?
We literally have a thousand excuses.

>>45479955
>Sleeping, until a moment ago.

>>45479998
>>45479955
Seconded

>>45479955
>She simply shrugs, her thoughts drifting through your own. {Any idea who it is?}
Is Darzi and Mik wearing brooches, or is Mik good enough at Nature to pick up on surface thoughts an Darzi accurately guessed that he was that good?

>>45479955
>Sleeping, until a moment ago.

>>45479955
>>Sleeping, until a moment ago.

>>45479955
Literally this >>45480012

>>45480044
It's Nature magic at work. Darzi is only a Novice and Mik is only a Vatis, but Mik has jumped that halfway point where he can start to use some applications of elemental magic at the next level up. At Expert, telepathy starts coming pretty naturally.

>>45480105
>>45480083
>>45480027
>>45480001
>>45480007
>Snoozin'

>>45480120
>>45480031
>>45480012
>>45479998
>Meditating

>>45480007
>Nigga tha fuck u doin'?

>>45479955
Sleeping, not tossing my hotdog down some sluts hallway.

Why in the name of the Gods would Hasna be calling upon one of your companions first thing in the morning? “Well, until a few moments ago I was sleeping.”

It sounds like there's a terse conversation on the other side of the door, though you can't make out much of it. Finally Hasna's voice carries once more through the wood. “I think I must have the wrong room. My apologies for disturbing you.” Two pairs of footsteps recede, and after a moment's delay a door can be heard closing with a dull thud.

That was... an odd way to start your morning. You look to Darzi, but she seems just as confused as you are. Regardless you slip out of bed and collect your pants off the floor, conjuring a bit of water from your surroundings to wash off any remnants of the night before. You find your shirt draped over the bed frame, but neither your robe, your boots, nor your cloak are anywhere to be seen.

Darzi passively watches you dress, pulling the covers a little tighter around herself to accommodate for your absence. As you're checking under the bed for any sign of your missing clothes, she finally breaks the growing silence. “So, I suppose this was just a one time thing?” It's a question, or at least you think it's a question. She's careful to keep her tone neutral so it's somewhat hard to tell.

>That's what you'd hoped. It's just better to stay friends, avoids destroying the party dynamic.
>It doesn't have to be, but if this is going to work out between you she'll need to talk to Chrys.
>Why not just go with the flow? No reason to set anything down in stone right now, throwing around labels.
>You've really gotta get going. The two of you can talk this out later, sometime. Maybe.
>Write-in

>>45480702
>>Why not just go with the flow? No reason to set anything down in stone right now, throwing around labels.
>>But if this is going to work out between you she'll need to talk to Chrys.

>>45480702
>Write-in
I don't know, was it?

>>45480702
>Write-in
We both have needs, and it's not like we get a whole lot of opportunity to fulfill them as wandering grave robbers. Just keep things casual.

>>45480717
>>45480702
This

>>45480702
>casual sex for casual buds

>>45480702
>>It doesn't have to be, but if this is going to work out between you she'll need to talk to Chrys.
>>Why not just go with the flow? No reason to set anything down in stone right now, throwing around labels.
Kiss the girl

>>45480702

>>Write-in
Well what do you want? Let's talk about this.

>>It doesn't have to be, but if this is going to work out between you she'll need to talk to Chrys.

>>45480702
>It doesn't have to be, but if this is going to work out between you she'll need to talk to Chrys.
>Why not just go with the flow? No reason to set anything down in stone right now, throwing around labels

>>45480702
>It doesn't have to be, but if this is going to work out between you she'll need to talk to Chrys

>>45480702
>It doesn't have to be, but if this is going to work out between you she'll need to talk to Chrys.

>>45480702
>That's what you'd hoped. It's just better to stay friends, avoids destroying the party dynamic.

>>45480702
>It doesn't have to be, but if this is going to work out between you she'll need to talk to Chrys.
But mostly
>Why not just go with the flow? No reason to set anything down in stone right now, throwing around labels.
Sup Soma, good to see Mik living up to melanin-enriched gentleman standards

>>45480702
>That's what you'd hoped. It's just better to stay friends, avoids destroying the party dynamic.
>hotdog syndrome
No thank you.

>>45480702
>>It doesn't have to be, but if this is going to work out between you she'll need to talk to Chrys.
>>Why not just go with the flow? No reason to set anything down in stone right now, throwing around labels.

>>45480775
>>45480760
>>45480742
>>45480717
>>45480808
>>45480815
>>45480823
>>45480831
>>45480849
>She's going to need to talk to Chrys.

>>45480718
>>45480775
>Up to you, really.

>>45480724
>>45480759
>Well bang, OK?

>>45480830
>>45480844
>Sure was.

>>45480849
>>45480831
>>45480808
>>45480760
>>45480717
>See where the dick takes you.

Writin'

Darzi may be a slut, but she is objectively the best waifu

>>45480874
>objectively the best waifu after Ghada
ftfy

>>45480871
Soma, was Darzi raped in captivity? She was tortured, but was she raped?

>>45480871
At least ask what she wants first.
If she seems not entirely comfortable with the question, do the whole "It doesn't HAVE to be but [complications]"

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>>45480906
Who knows~

>>45480976
u fugger

>>45480976
>Smug anime faces are the BQ equivalent of doompaul.

>>45480702
>>It doesn't have to be, but if this is going to work out between you she'll need to talk to Chrys.

Tender hug and kiss

>>45480702
>It doesn't have to be, but if this is going to work out between you she'll need to talk to Chrys.

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>>45481005
>he only realized this now

So we're just never going to contact or try to communicate with Aisha ever again unless we're in Anthus or she comes to meet us, right?

>>45481184
Next time we're in Anthus we can hit her up. Maybe have a threesome.

>>45479955
>They seem magically competent but not exceptionally so, with a particularly dense concentration of vys around their abdome
should we tell our brother that his child seems to be magically adept?

>>45481184
Pretty much I think. I thought she was only 'Anthus Mistress' to us.

>>45481213
The Vatis genes run strong in the Abdul-Hakim line.

>>45481210
>wanting mmf with either a humie or an old guy who you don't know that well
GAAAAAAAAAAAY
And no, Darzi ain't the kind to do threesomes because she wants to, at most she'd go along with our request because of insecurity issues

>>45481210
no you dumbass

>>45481213
>>45480976
seconded on congratulating our brother on fathering a vatis.

>>45481302
>>45480976
it does make some sense colorless vys is flowing like crazy and i have a feeling he would bang his wife next to the floating ball so the unborn child should have gotten a shiton of that shit go through it naturally.

Reminder that male pigs' orgasms last for half an hour, include at least 2 cycles of washing out the womb and filling it with semen, and at the end, their penis releases a thick gel like substance that adheres to the female's cervix and plugs up its womb so that the semen doesn't spill out.

>>45481346
Oh yeah, shit. I forgot how much excess vys that put off. The kid is probably just irradiated.

>>45481375
it might keep that vys, if it does i have a feeling mik would make sure to borrow that orb to make sure all his children are powerful vatis.

Damn we finally piped. Good shit Mik

>>45481355
Now this is climaxing!

>>45481355
damn

If you're being honest, you hadn't really given it much thought. “I doesn't have to be if you don't want it to. That said, you'll need to deal with Chryssa if this is going to work. Gods only know what she'd do to me if I told her, or if she found out by accident.” Getting your skull caved in by a woman who seems capable of very nearly any feat of strength put before her is not your idea of a good time.

Crouched as you are by the edge of the bed, Darzi's able to reach out and run her fingers through your hair. “This was nice, that was probably the best night's sleep I've had in months.” She speaks slowly, choosing each word carefully. “So long as I break the news gently I don't think Chryssa is going to be too torn up about our being together so... how about tonight?”

It's clear your robe isn't under the bed, so you abandon your search. Maybe you left your clothes in the sitting room. “I don't think tonight is going to work, I'm flying to Marqash to rescue my kidnapped niece from a rival noble house who's matriarch we're keeping locked in the dungeon. However, when I get back-”

Darzi sits up straight, ignoring for a moment her state of undress. “Hold on, when was this decided? You didn't think to tell anyone about your running off on your own to play the noble savior?”

You shrug your shoulders. “My brother only told me about it last night, and then immediately following that conversation I joined you in the bath. We both know I didn't have much opportunity to go about contacting the others after that.” She's about to speak, but you interrupt her with a brief kiss. “Relax! It shouldn't take more than a day and I probably won't even have to kill anyone.”

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>>45481355
What are you saying? Are you calling mik a pig?

For a moment you think she's going to be angry, but it doesn't last. The tension drains from her shoulders and she slumps back onto her pillow with a defeated sigh. “Fine, just be careful. I'll talk to Chryssa later today and sort things out with her while you're well out of shooting range.”

All things considered you got off lighter than you were expecting, and so slip out into the sitting room to see if you can't find the rest of your clothing. Your robe and cloak are both draped over the back of a sofa, while one of your boots is sitting by the door. The other is slumped over by the fire place, for whatever reason. It takes you only a few moments to finish getting dressed, and a little bit of Nature magic tells you that the hallway is empty.

Shutting Darzi's door gently behind you, you consider your next move. You still have a few hours to kill until you need to depart for Marqash, but there'd be no harm in getting a bit of a head start. On the other hand you could probably enjoy a hot breakfast and get some reading done if you delay until noon.

>Read for a while, you need to start working through your backlog.
>The sooner you leave, the sooner you get back. Also, the more distance between you and Chryssa.
>You should check in on Profectus, you don't think it took you this long to wake up. Then again, your heart also stopped.
>Write-in

>>45481838
>You should check in on Profectus, you don't think it took you this long to wake up. Then again, your heart also stopped.

>>45481838
>You should check in on Profectus, you don't think it took you this long to wake up. Then again, your heart also stopped.
Check up on Prof then head out. Get some food while heading to him.

>>45481838
>The sooner you leave, the sooner you get back. Also, the more distance between you and Chryssa.

>>45481838
>>You should check in on Profectus, you don't think it took you this long to wake up. Then again, your heart also stopped.

>>45481838
>>You should check in on Profectus, you don't think it took you this long to wake up. Then again, your heart also stopped.
Grab some breakfast probably, and then we should go

>45481838>You should check in on Profectus, you don't think it took you this long to wake up. Then again, your heart also stopped.
we can read on the way there

>>45481838
>>You should check in on Profectus, you don't think it took you this long to wake up. Then again, your heart also stopped.
Get a slave to feed us.

>>45481838
>You should check in on Profectus, you don't think it took you this long to wake up. Then again, your heart also stopped.

Maybe he just needs a five hour energy?

>>45481838
>The sooner you leave, the sooner you get back. Also, the more distance between you and Chryssa.
>>You should check in on Profectus, you don't think it took you this long to wake up. Then again, your heart also stopped.
>>Write-in
tell our brother that he is fathering a vatis.

>>45481838
>>You should check in on Profectus, you don't think it took you this long to wake up. Then again, your heart also stopped.
>>45481911
and seconding reading on the way there

>>45481838
>You should check in on Profectus, you don't think it took you this long to wake up. Then again, your heart also

>>45481813
>“Relax! It shouldn't take more than a day and I probably won't even have to kill anyone.”
lmao

>>45481945
>>45481938
>>45481934
>>45481933
>>45481911
>>45481882
>>45481881
>>45481873
>>45481869
>>45482001
>How yah doin', little buddy?

>>45481875
>>45481938
>Get tha fuck outta here!

>>45481938
>Yo, bro. Your kid's like magic and shit.

Writin'

Checking on Prof then the bonding flight with Zahak.
Sounds like a good day.

>>45481244
it would be mff you dumbass. since aisha and darzi are both chicks

>>45482169
Man, you're really slow, aren't you?
I was implying that there was no chance for a threesome with Darzi in it.

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>>45482169
>darzi
>female

>>45481838
>>Read for a while, you need to start working through your backlog.
plz

>>45482207
Yeah, I don't know how anyone could make that mistake after Soma spent an entire post lovingly describing her enormous, pulsating cock.

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>>45482248
/d/ pls

>>45482274
>REASON REASON

damn it someone fix that

>>45482248
in what post, in what thread?

>>45482274
>futa
>gay
Reminder that futa is the straightest fetish.

>>45482379
Anon pls...

>>45482411
it's for science

Semiyarnly reminder that analwulf listens to nickelback and is a tool in other ways

So, faggots, what have you got playing?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og3joyCntrI

>>45482927
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LcX6niK9rQU

>>45482927
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jrLcXR9hYFE

>>45482927
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yQzNZR-LXZc

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Profectus has been unconscious for probably around twelve hours at this point, you don't think you were out for nearly that long. Granted your memories of it are pretty hazy, and granted you were woken up somewhat prematurely by Fulvia when she restarted your heart, but still you worry for the degenerate bastard. Besides, his room is just down the hall from Darzi's so you'd pass it anyway on your way down to the courtyard.

You cross the intervening distance and push open Profectus' door, poking your head in to make sure you're not intruding on anything. Finding the room empty you step inside, leaving the door open for now. There's a fire going in the fireplace and a black iron tea kettle hanging above it. Judging by the smell of cinnamon, mint, and cumin drifting faintly through the room you're guessing the tea is for Profectus. You recall your mother used to make you the exact same thing whenever you had an upset stomach.

Knocking on the door earns you a splitting headache, Fulvia's voice pounding through your skull with all the subtlety of an axe. {The door is unlocked, Dux. You are welcome to enter.}

Channeling a bit of vys dulls the pain and reinforces your mind against further intrusion, and only once that's done do you push the door open. Profectus is still asleep, though it looks like he's begun to wake up. He tosses and turns fitfully in bed, the sheets soaked with sweat and his skin is even paler than it is usually. Despite the sweat pouring off him he's shivering violently, and all that aside he seems to be muttering under his breath unintelligibly.

Fulvia stands by his bed with her arms folded behind her back, she nods to you in greeting. {He has been getting progressively worse for much of the last hour. Before that, he was not moving and his heartbeat was both weak and irregular. I believe it is ultimately the artifact in his chest that has prevented his heart from stopping. I am hopeful that he will soon awaken.}
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You're not sure if you share her confidence, though you suppose it's good that he's moving. As you draw closer you're able to make out what he's saying a little more distinctly but it doesn't sound like it's in either Rhynian or Samjan. Probably the Elven tongue, if you had to guess. {Are you able to understand what he's saying?}

Fulvia nods once more, the motion precise. {He has been repeating the phrase 'I don't want to' for twelve minutes now. His thoughts are too scattered for me to glean any information from them.}

Out of curiosity you try reaching out to him via the brooches, and immediately your thoughts are assaulted by a slew of images. You see a town burning, an older elven woman, perhaps a dozen soldiers gathered around a fire, and a stone arm holding aloft a severed head before you ultimately sever the connection. Fulvia is right, the sheer glut of information is a little too much to process all at once.

Drawing water from your surroundings, you freeze a thick coat of ice along the surface of your palm and press it to Profectus' brow. The ice immediately begins to melt, but it's a simple matter to replenish what's lost. The cold seems to sooth your friend and companion to some limited extent, his thrashing no longer quite so vigorous.

(2/3)

Channeling Nature magic reveals that his body is very nearly devoid of vys, though there is some meager spark of life buried deep within his chest. What's curious is that gathered around him is a great concentration of ambient vys, bright enough to drown out the green and leave only white. It's almost like he's desperately trying to replenish his reserves but he can't.

>Recommend Fulvia jolt him awake, as she'd previously done with you, even though his heart is still beating.
>Maybe if you transferred vys directly into his reserves, it would be enough for him to sort himself out.
>Best not to tamper with the process, presumably this will all work itself out with time. Just tell Fulvia to keep him comfortable.
>Write-in

>>45483061
>>Maybe if you transferred vys directly into his reserves, it would be enough for him to sort himself out.
be careful that the spirit in his arm doesn't try anything
maybe even use metal to reinforce both Prof and ourselves

>>45483061
Reverse Leech might work, but it's not worth it, at least wait a couple hours
>best not to tamper

>>45483061
>>Best not to tamper with the process, presumably this will all work itself out with time. Just tell Fulvia to keep him comfortable.
Waiting is a sure fire thing.

>>45483061
>Recommend Fulvia jolt him awake, as she'd previously done with you, even though his heart is still beating.
Wake up, faggot. Time to feel bad about yourself.

>>45483061
>>45483091
This. Sensible vatis use protection.

>>45483061
Insert vys directly into him via his butt

>>45482927
https://soundgasm.net/u/kinkyshibby/Snoo-Snoo-Giantess-uses-your-body-as-a-squirming-screaming-dildoRapeHead-sized-nipples

>>45483091
Yeah best prepare that mental condom for both of you to protect from vysly transmitted spirits

>>45483061
>Maybe if you transferred vys directly into his reserves, it would be enough for him to sort himself out.

>>45483061
Play this into his head.
>>45483214

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>>45483214
>That url

>>45483205
>>45483186
>>45483091
>>45483292
>Who ordered the hot vys injection?

>>45483157
>>45483120
>Let sleeping degenerates lie

>>45483160
>How could using a defibrillator on someone with a beating heart possibly backfire?

Writin'

>>45483341
What the fuck is the napkin doing on her head?

>>45483470
>Not wearing a napkin on your head
Where do you even put it, your lap?

>>45483477
Yes, making a small ghost is a good party trick

>>45483341
>The cat and the other lady both eye-fucking the viewer

>>45483477
It is actually a very old tradition of the Spanish tradition, dating back 500 years. The correct answer is to drape it over your cock, failing that and if no cock is provided draping it over your head is also acceptable. Hence why the man who has a cock and the other woman, supposedly his wife or lover doesn't have their napkins on their heads because it is draped over his cock

>>45483061
>>Maybe if you transferred vys directly into his reserves, it would be enough for him to sort himself out.

You focus more specifically on his arm, and notice something odd. Though the arm itself had regrown it seemed to be little more than an empty stone shell. The gem embedded in his shoulder glows brightly while the rest of the arm is more or less transparent and utterly devoid of vys.

Maintaining the flow of Nature magic, you begin to extend a tendril of vys from your own reserves to those of your companion. It's interesting watching this third limb extend from your chest, twisting through the air erratically and parting the ambient vys in its path. Finally it reaching Profectus and slides through his skin as if it isn't even there, binding itself instead to the smoldering ember sitting where his reserves once were.

A simple manipulate spell reverse the flow of vys, and you're able to watch as your vys rapidly floods into the hollow tube connecting you to your friend. Almost the moment your vys joins with Profectus' reserves, it shoots off instead to the gemstone embedded in his shoulder. You frown at this realization, and in the hopes of preventing the gem from robbing your companion of his vys you try reinforcing his reserves with Metal magic.
>Vys Pool: (61/66)

Your efforts seem to pay off, and though the flow of vys to the gemstone remains strong it's not so rapid as to drain Profectus' reserves entirely. Instead the ember slowly grows into a spark, and vys once again begins to diffuse throughout the entirety of his body. The shivering stops, as does the thrashing, and eventually the built up vys surrounding him begins to flow into his reserves instead of just surrounding him like some sort of glowing aura.
>Vys Pool: (51/61)

(1/2)

You cut off the flow of vys from your reserves into his, the vys which made up the structure of the leech spell slowly dissipating into ambient vys. You keep channeling Nature magic for a time to ensure that the vys you've pushed into his reserves doesn't immediately break away and get sucked up by the gem in his shoulder, but it seems like you've done enough to ensure that he can naturally replenish his reserves.

The green filter vanishes, and color returns to the world. Profectus lies still before you, what little color he had to begin with returning to his cheeks. He's still running a fever, but it's falling rapidly. Just as you're about to declare your task done he starts convulsing, blood bubbling up from the back of his throat. You think he might be drowning.

Fulvia is quick to step in and roll him over onto his side, vomit spilling onto the sheets of the bed. It seems to be mostly mucous and spit, tinged an unsettling shade of pink. You think you might have done the same thing when you first woke up, but there lies the difference. You were awake when it happened.

>Well, you seem to have dealt with the worst of his problems. Reach out to Zahak and tell him to meet you in the courtyard.
>As above, but instead of calling for Zahak go downstairs and grab some breakfast.
>You suppose you should wait and make sure Profectus really is alright.
>Write-in

>>45483974
>>45483995
Who is this vile impostor?
Be right back, running out for coffee.

>>45483995
>>You suppose you should wait and make sure Profectus really is alright.
best bro requires our aid

>>45483995
>Well, you seem to have dealt with the worst of his problems. Reach out to Zahak and tell him to meet you in the courtyard.

>>45483995
>Well, you seem to have dealt with the worst of his problems. Reach out to Zahak and tell him to meet you in the courtyard.

>>45483995
>You suppose you should wait and make sure Profectus really is alright.
It shouldn't take too long to ensure he'll be alright, do another scan to make sure, and Fulvia will still remain to watch over him.
Then we can go.
>Well, you seem to have dealt with the worst of his problems. Reach out to Zahak and tell him to meet you in the courtyard.

>>45483995
>Well, you seem to have dealt with the worst of his problems. Reach out to Zahak and tell him to meet you in the courtyard.

>>45483995
>You suppose you should wait and make sure Profectus really is alright.

We are the healer of the party, yo.

Also, he might have some wonky stuff going on with his spirit arm. And PTSD.

>>45483995
>>Well, you seem to have dealt with the worst of his problems. Reach out to Zahak and tell him to meet you in the courtyard.

>>45483995
> See if we can get Mortia to check on Prof since she is the most competent nature vatis who has experience with drugs/poisons.

>>45484365
Pretty good idea desu

>>45484365
I'll second this.

>>45483995
>>You suppose you should wait and make sure Profectus really is alright.
also, was that 61 a typo, or are our reserves temporarily lowered?

>>45483995
Cockslap him til he's okay

>>45484405
>>45484392
>>45484365
>Get Mortia in on this.

>>45484291
>>45484109
>>45484085
>>45484070
>>45484049
>We ride!

>>45484026
>>45484175
>>45484085
>>45484433
>Wait for him to wake up.

>>45484440
>Give him what he really wants, even if he won't admit it.

>>45484433
It was a typo, no worries. Your max is still 66.

I'll write for calling up Zahak and roping Mortia into things.

>>45484458
>letting little miss incompetent handle prof
I cant wait to come back to darzi with a caved in head and prof having drowned in his own blood

>>45484458
>Give him what he really wants, even if he won't admit it.
Confirmed for tender loving to be the real cure

>>45484539
>I cant wait to come back to darzi with a caved in head
Me neither desu

>>45484539
When has Mortia ever proven incompetent?
That slave's death totally wasn't her fault.

>>45484586
>mortia was a handler of teleporters
>goes underground searching for a monster and definitely not going after the big teleporter aray that would get her out of dodge

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>>45484586
>That slave's death totally wasn't her fault

So why was our brother's wife looking for Darzi?

>>45484697
She was probably going to tell her to step the fuck off our bro 'fore she has to shank a bitchass nigga.

>>45484697
They have jealous femdom sessions every morning.

>>45484697
Coming to talk about that threesome they had with our bro

Eternal reminder darzi is the largest of whores

>>45484743
DELICIOUS WAIFUING HAS HAPPENED TOO LATE ANON IT'S TOO LATE

>>45484791
Anons will realize when she makes them eat her out and find profs cum

>>45484802
>prof is unconscious and useless
>finally bangs us
ruh roh raggy

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>>45484802
>Mik's face when

soma is kill

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>Quest Threads

>>45484697
she was probably trying to hook up a threesome with Mik's brother.

>>45484743
it happened while you slept anon, Darzi is official waifu now. you should have been more diligent.

>tfw soma doesn't railroad to imouto route

>>45485614
No anon, I know it happened. But be prepared for the consequences of your actions

>>45484458
soma?

>>45485772
IS KILL

You reach out tentatively through the brooches, trying to get an idea of whether or not Mortia is awake yet. Judging by the faint stirrings of emotion you're able to glean from her thoughts, you'd guess that she isn't yet but she will be soon. Thus you turn to Fulvia and instead convey your orders to her. {When Mortia wakes up, tell her to assist you with Profectus. I need to be on my way but I think I've already dealt with the worst of his issues.}

She bows her head, cyclopian eye flashing briefly. That body of hers is a curious thing, you're still not quite sure what to make of it if you're being honest. You'd hoped that with time she'd learn to better modulate the force with which she speaks but that doesn't seem to have been the case thus far. Perhaps later you'll have the opportunity to discuss that with her.

For now you take your leave, slipping out the door just as Profectus finishes expelling the contents of his stomach onto the bed. The slaves assigned to laundry duty today are going to have their work cut out for them, between Darzi's sheets and now Profectus' as well.

Suppressing those thoughts as you begin to make your way down the stairs and towards the courtyard, you reach out through the mental connection you and Zahak share to contact your adoptive son. You get the impression he's near by, but probably not within the actual city of Nazir. {Zahak, you and I are going on a journey. My sister's daughter has been kidnapped and we're going to rescue her.}

His response is somewhat hollow, the emotion it no doubt carried stripped away by the intervening distance. {Really? I get to help? Will we get to see our enemies rendered ash before us and enjoy the warm glow of the flame as it destroys all that they know and love?}
(1/4)

Gods above, what has Chryssa been teaching your boy? {Not quite, Zahak. Not quite. Rather we'll be arriving at the city gates with all the pomp and circumstance of the Shah himself paying a visit, and we'll march through the city on parade. We'll be pressuring the local lord to step in and deliver the girl to us, rather than simply taking her ourselves. We're bringing them to political, rather than physical ruin.}

You don't know if Zahak really understands. {Okay, Papa. I'm eating a tiny dragon with no wings and stubby legs, but once I finish I'll fly back real quick so you can get on my back and we can fly together.}

Stubby legs and no wings... a crocodile, or perhaps a sarada? Well, you suppose Zahak is able to take care of himself either way. You shouldn't worry yourself over every little thing. {I'll be waiting in the courtyard when you've finished, Zahak.}

You emerge into the hallway on the ground floor, and after only a short walk emerge into the foyer. A few local nobles lounge about the room amidst piles of cushions, several eating from plates of flat bread and hummus while two in particular seem to be enjoying the show put on by a Samjan woman dressed in little more than transparent silks, kept decent only be thin strips of cloth beneath. You ignore them for now, though do draw the attention of a slave clad in white robes to fetch you some mulled wine and something to snack on while you wait.

By the time Zahak comes skidding to a gentle, if inelegant landing in the courtyard you've finished your second cup of wine and are busy enjoying a strange dish the slave claimed originated in ancient Rhynia. It seems to be some manner of fried wheat batter, very thin, stuffed with pomegranate seeds, whipped cream flavored with rosewater, and a light drizzle of honey. You'd taken to eating it as a finger food, as the usual fork and knife simply weren't cutting it.
(2/4)

>>45485899
>Will we get to see our enemies rendered ash before us and enjoy the warm glow of the flame as it destroys all that they know and love?}
Son....I am proud

Finishing off the last few bites, you stand and wander across the courtyard to where Zahak is waiting for you. He dips his wing as you approach and allows you to climb onto his back, where the saddle is still strapped. You think it's a bit tighter than you recall it being a few days ago, but not drastically so. Still you might want to think about getting a new saddle made for him, one that's adjustable enough to accommodate his rapidly growing frame.

Your thoughts are interrupted by Zahak's own, excitement practically rolling off of him in waves. {So where are we going, Papa? Also, what's a parade, and who's the Shah? Oh! Also, I was wondering why we can't just burn whoever the bad people are if they did something wrong.}

You urge Zahak skyward, and with a powerful leap he propels the two of you off the ground. His wings snap out, a gust of wind sending dust spiraling through the courtyard below as he struggles to gain altitude. Once he reaches a comfortable altitude he dips his wing and starts to circle the palace, evidently waiting for your instruction.

You consider how to best reach Marqash through the air. You could probably just head due south until you reach the coast, and then turn east. That would take you through the lands of the Demirs. That might be interesting, in fact. {We're going to Marqash, Zahak. It's a big city to the south and east of where we are now. You'll want to follow this river until we reach its source and then keep going until we eventually reach the coast, then we'll just follow the coast until we see the Marble Palace. It's a big white building, you can't miss it.}
(3/4)

>>45479347
>>45479357
It has only just occurred to me how useful the Sleep effect would be for getting out of bed without disturbing partners.

Zahak is quick to follow your instructions, turning towards the river and beating his wings to take you ever higher. While your son does the hard work, your thoughts turn to his other questions. {Well, a parade is a large gathering of people, mostly of commoners, to enjoy a spectacle. Usually this spectacle is someone important visiting, which is the case with you and I, but it can be anything really. Sometimes people build big cloth balloons filled with hot air and float them through the city streets to celebrate the enslavement of Surya.}

{As for the Shah, well... the Shah is the ruler of these lands. He's descended from a long line of men and women who have ruled the realm over the last thousand years, and done a fairly good job of it all things considered. We pay homage to the Shah as his vassals, you and I both, though we do not always need to do as the Shah ask. Sometimes the Shah makes mistakes, and in these cases it's often better to act on your own initiative rather than follow along with the foolishness of your liege lord.}

You pause, enjoying the sight of the desert stretched out below you, and the city of Nazir slipping into the distance. From this high up, the palace doesn't seem nearly as immense as it actually is. {As for your last question, Zahak...}

>You just can't burn your way through all your problem. There are times when killing someone is simply a disproportionate response.
>Sometimes even if you could simply burn your way through a problem, taking a more delicate approach ultimately saves you trouble in the long run.
>To be honest, you wanted to put the Demirs to the torch as well but your father wants them alive. You'll do your best to fulfill his wishes, because he's your father.
>Write-in

>Take out a book and read once Zahak reaches a stable altitude.
>Just sit back and enjoy the view, as well as your son's company.
>See if you can't get some hunting done on the way, you did promise Zahak after all.
>Write-in

>>45485965
>Dump our current vys into our ring/pendant and refill our reserves with ambient vys.

>>45485965
>Sometimes even if you could simply burn your way through a problem, taking a more delicate approach ultimately saves you trouble in the long run.
Fire magic is a bartender's best friend.
>See if you can't get some hunting done on the way, you did promise Zahak after all.

>>45485965
>Sometimes even if you could simply burn your way through a problem, taking a more delicate approach ultimately saves you trouble in the long run.
>See if you can't get some hunting done on the way, you did promise Zahak after all.

>>45485965
>Sometimes even if you could simply burn your way through a problem, taking a more delicate approach ultimately saves you trouble in the long run.
>To be honest, you wanted to put the Demirs to the torch as well but your father wants them alive. You'll do your best to fulfill his wishes, because he's your father.

>>45485965
>Take out a book and read once Zahak reaches a stable altitude
>You just can't burn your way through all your problem. There are times when killing someone is simply a disproportionate response.

>>45485965
>>Sometimes even if you could simply burn your way through a problem, taking a more delicate approach ultimately saves you trouble in the long run.
>Take out a book and read once Zahak reaches a stable altitude.

>>45485965
>>45485970
Seconded, desu.

>>45485965
>You just can't burn your way through all your problem. There are times when killing someone is simply a disproportionate response.
Hard but fair. Death sentence down to some broken legs
>Practice our illusion and construct skills
Gotta get ready for the parade

>>45485965
>>Sometimes even if you could simply burn your way through a problem, taking a more delicate approach ultimately saves you trouble in the long run.

>Just sit back and enjoy the view, as well as your son's company.
Teach him tricks in how to scare folks.

>>45485970
This desu.

>>45485965
>You just can't burn your way through all your problem. There are times when killing someone is simply a disproportionate response.
Self control first.

>Practice illusions for the pimp parade

>>45485965
>To be honest, you wanted to put the Demirs to the torch as well but your father wants them alive. You'll do your best to fulfill his wishes, because he's your father.

>See if you can't get some hunting done on the way, you did promise Zahak after all.
AKA be a decent father for once.

>>45485965
>Sometimes even if you could simply burn your way through a problem, taking a more delicate approach ultimately saves you trouble in the long run.

Now is a good time to tell Zahak the story of how we burned down a bar. A lesson about learning from our mistakes and why fire solves everything, but only if you're careful with it.

>>45485965
>Sometimes even if you could simply burn your way through a problem, taking a more delicate approach ultimately saves you trouble in the long run.
>See if you can't get some hunting done on the way, you did promise Zahak after all.

>>45486060
>bar
>mistake
No.
They were scum and all deserved to die anyway, our companions are just bitch niggers who cant handle some heat

>>45486039
>>Practice illusions for the pimp parade
Why not learn Air magic? Our illusion make no sound after all.

>>45486089
Can we even meditate while on zahaks back?

>>45485965
>>You just can't burn your way through all your problem. There are times when killing someone is simply a disproportionate response.
>>Sometimes even if you could simply burn your way through a problem, taking a more delicate approach ultimately saves you trouble in the long run.

>Take out a book and read once Zahak reaches a stable altitude.

>>45485965
>You just can't burn your way through all your problem. There are times when killing someone is simply a disproportionate response.
>See if you can't get some hunting done on the way, you did promise Zahak after all.

>>45486089
That's not a thing anon.

>>45486127
It is.

Guys let's not show up with Zahak covered in blood and smelling of burnt meat.

>>45486153
We can wash him off.

>>45486010
>>45486005
>>45486000
>>45485997
>>45486026
>>45486066
>>45486060
>>45486108
>Sometimes keepin' it real just causes baby mamma drama.

>>45486039
>>45486016
>>45486008
>>45486108
>>45486113
>Killing is occasionally a bit of an overreaction.

>>45486059
>>45486005
>You wanna be hardcore but your dad won't let you.

>>45485970
>>45486014
>>45486030
>Dump a hot, steamy load of vys inside your ring.

>>45486066
>>45486059
>>45486000
>>45485997
>>45486113
>You did promise

>>45486039
>>45486026
>>45486016
>Practice the art of illusions

>>45486008
>>45486010
>>45486108
>Read

>>45486026
>Relax and enjoy the ride.

So writin' for "Sometimes killing people causes more trouble than it's worth" and doing some hunting.

>>45486153
He's a dragon, isn't that whats expected?

But seriously, we could just pull some water out of the air, or the river and wipe his scales clean.

>>45486153
We could easily clean him you know.

>>45486165
>baby mamma drama.
Something Mik's familiar with, considering he's fathered three bastards now.

Do you guys think Chryssa sexually molested Zahak while they were out as revenge for Mik cucking her?

>>45486165
I really hope this leads into mik ranting about his companions bitching at him for handling shit

>>45486165
Can we use fire magic to manipulate air currents?
Can we do it at a fine enough level that we could create specific sounds? Talk even?

>>45486189
>we probably have all these kids with our own blood in them
>we love a death bringing, fire spewing dragon more than them

>>45486210
>Can we use fire magic to manipulate air currents?
This was in the fucking ritual book.

>>45486211
that totally won't give them a massive complex

>>45486189
>Implying human woman or Darzi are pregnant.

>>45483514
huehuehue

>>45486255
>Implying Mik understands the meaning of "pulling out".

So did we just leave without our cloak?

>>45486311
Nah, you found it draped across a sofa in Darzi's sitting room.

ROOOOOOOOLL ME 1d100

I'll take the first three, and pick... the highest.

>>45486354

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>45486354

Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>45486354

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>45486354
Do we have to call Darzi Gunay now that we stuck it in her?

>>45486324
>not letting tentaclebro watch

Speaking of watching and uninvited watchers, what happened to Prof having seen us getting it on with Darzi in the sauna?

>>45486369
OH SHIT NIGGER

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>>45486369

>>45486369
thats pretty high.

>>45486369
Rip in pepperoni

>>45486369
ruh roh

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>>45486369
With a roll like that, you can call her whatever you want.

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>>45486369

>>45486369
WITNESSED

>>45486394
Darzi Abdul Hakim it is.

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>>45486369
THE HIGHEST

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>>45486369
FUN TIME BONDING EXPERIENCE VIA MURDERING THINGS WITH ZAHAK IS GO

>>45486369
Looks like we do. WITNESS NONBELIEVERS DARZI IS THE ONE TRUE WAIFU ALONGSIDE HUSBANDOS GOLD AND JEWING.

>>45486410
>Three surnames

>>45486572
Hey, he's the one that got the 100 pal. He can call her whatever he wants.

Yall know all those Fantasy/Monster Art threads Soma browses are about to come fuck us right in the ass.

He's gonna take the coolest/scariest/most Monster thing he's ever seen and shove it down our throats/up our rectums.

>>45486658
Or we're about to run into a real fuckmothering dragon.

>>45486671
We're riding a real fuckmothering dragon.

>>45486671
I imagine he'd make that a 1.

He's probably gonna use this to indulge himself.

I know it's a random encounter chart but dragon feels much more 1 than 100 to me.

>>45486680
I mean a real fuckmothering dragon that has a century or two on Zahak.

>>45486621
Nah I rolled the 100. We're going to call her bandit's cumdumpster from now on.

>>45486714
The one we killed was probably a couple centuries old.

>>45486712

A Coatul? A Phoenix?

>>45486714
>>45486749
Did we harvest anything from the dragon we killed's corpse?

>>45486749
The one at the inn was a teenager.

>>45486749
With how fast Zahak is growing I doubt it.

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Talking to spiders when

>>45486780
Not sure what a Coatul is but a Phoenix would e an awesome challenge to face right now.

Especially since Both Water and Fire probably won't work on it. And since it's on fire Melee is probably out of the question, at least for us, maybe not zahak. Though Zahak may finially find something that can match him and or burn him. might push him to GM Fire.

If it is a phoenix we need to kill it then permafrost those Ashes. Would probably be Sooooooooooooooooo valuable.

We get something cool for a Nat 100 even though it was an encounter roll, right?

Same with Nat 1s being something fuckawful no matter what

>>45486864
Well it's a random encounter chart so it's not a Good/Bad scale. But on the ends of the spectrum you get more severe things.

I think the Child roll was a 100. Or like a 98.

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>>45486840
>Not stealing its soul

>>45486938
But think of what we could do with those ashes.

>>45486990
Nothing? This ain't Totem

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>>45486840

I meant a Couatl.

>>45486813
Soon(tm)

We should buy a hawk or something to let it scout for us without being conspicuous

>>45487078
We should've kept one of those raptor dragons buuuutttttt no

Yes I'm still mad

>>45487189
They were corrupted.

>>45487189
Should've kept Al Gasreed

>>45487401
R.I.P. in provolone Al Gasreed

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You consider your answer carefully, knowing how impressionable Zahak is at this stage in his life. You want to instill him with good values, even if you don't necessarily practice what you preach. {Sometimes, Zahak, it's just not wise to burn through all your problems. I understand it can be tempting, and I'm guilty of trying it myself, but often you simply end up causing more problems for yourself in the long run. Thus, a more delicate approach can save you trouble.}

Zahak levels out, his wings spreading wide so that he can glide on the warm air radiating from the desert sands below. After a time his thoughts mingle with yours, his curiosity offset by a growing sense of understanding. {So, killing the people who took the daughter would cause more problems than it solves. Why is that, Papa?}

The answer to this question is at least obvious enough. {Well my niece, your cousin I suppose, was kidnapped by the Demirs. The Demirs are a lot like the Abdul-Hakims, they're an old family of nobility with lands which border our own. However, they're much lower ranked in court than we are, so we're able to exert more influence than they are. The Demirs resent us for this, because until recently they were always much more powerful than we were.}

{Now that we're on more equal footing it might be tempting to simply wipe them out, but that would make the people think we're cruel or aggressive, and it would make the Shah punish us for attacking one of his vassals, even though we're also his vassals. Thus, killing them would do a lot of harm to us. However, if we instead ruin their reputation we can make ourselves look better while still weakening them. Do you understand?}
(1/3)

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You can practically feel Zahak's thoughts buzzing in your own. {I think so.} He finally decides, though he doesn't sound very certain. {It's kind of like we're still destroying them and all they care for just... different because nothing will actually be destroyed afterwards.} There's a pause, before Zahak poses another question. {So are we not destroying their stuff because we want to make their stuff, our stuff?}

Well, you can't really speak to your father's goals but that may well be the case. {Perhaps, but not necessarily. If some of their lands end up in our family's hands then that's all the better, but we'll profit just as greatly if their reputation is tarnished and people choose to do business with us instead of them.}

Zahak still doesn't seem to fully get it, but you suppose politics is kind of a lot for a child only a few months out of the egg to grasp. {Don't worry about it too much right now, Zahak. Why don't you keep your eye out for any worthy prey while we fly south along the river? I did promise to take you out hunting yesterday, after all.}

The flood of warmth and affection is all you need to know that your son approves, and you spend the next several hours with Zahak occaisionally swooping down to attack a wandering camel. At one point you even lay waste to a pack of Pidjatan Lions, taking six tails from the rotting vermin. You'll be able to collect upon those once you reach Marqash.

You pass by a number of towns on your way south, including the thriving city of Nirasa built up around the source of the river which runs through the length of your family's lands. It may be even more populous than Nazir, though the palace is not nearly so impressive in comparison.
(2/3)

>>45487401
Didn't we get a badass new mount at some point? What happened to that?

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Once you're past Nirasa it's nothing but open desert as far as the eye can see, and there's a marked drop-off in the number of diversions you and Zahak take to chase after some unfortunate creature wandering the desert sands. However, as you're about to reach into your cloak to pull out a book and do some reading, you notice something curious in the distance.

At first it's little more than a smudge on the horizon, but as you draw closer it resolves itself into the distinct shapes of an enormous stone mound. The closer you get the more details you're able to determine. It was built up in a series of three concentric walls, but it looks like some sort of dam has burst because much of the land around it has been reduced to a marshy swamp. The west side of the structure is home to what was once an expansive city, but now seems to be abandoned.

You think it might have once been a temple, most likely to Pani if the flood plains surrounding it are any indication. Actually it might have once been apart of the vast network of cisterns which once brought water to even the most distant reaches of the Hiacian empire, though that network has long since crumbled. You urge Zahak to divert slightly off course so you'll be able to fly directly over it, hopefully affording you a better look at the ruins.

It's as you're flying along the outskirts of the city that you notice something even stranger. In the northeast corner of the temple structure, an enormous figure of some sort looms upwards. At first you think it might be a palaka worm, but that can't possibly be the case. You're much too far north. As water begins to swirl around its elongated body, darts of ice shooting off towards some unseen target below, you can only assume it's some sort of golem.

>Swoop down to try and get an idea of what the creature is attacking.
>Meh, none of your business really. Cruise on by.
>The creature seems occupied, maybe you can do some looting while it's distracted?
>Write-in

>>45487678
>Swoop down to try and get an idea of what the creature is attacking.

>>45487678
>>Swoop down to try and get an idea of what the creature is attacking.

>>45487678
>Swoop down to try and get an idea of what the creature is attacking.

>>45487678
>Swoop down to try and get an idea of what the creature is attacking.

>>45487678
>Sir mik bravely ran away

>>45487678
>grand temple guardian
>giant centipede
OH GOD WHY SOMA
KILL IT
KILL IT WITH A VOID NUKE

>>45487678
>>Swoop down to try and get an idea of what the creature is attacking.

>>45487678
>>Swoop down to try and get an idea of what the creature is attacking.
Use nature to try and sense vys, also shoot some telepathy to try to communicate with one or both sides

>>45487663
I think we left it in Anthus... maybe.

>>45487678
>Swoop down to try and get an idea of what the creature is attacking.

>>45487678
>>Meh, none of your business really. Cruise on by.

>>45487751
>>45487663
We left the lizard thing in El-Amin. Not reasonable to bring to Elaudia.

>>45487678
>Swoop down to try and get an idea of what the creature is attacking.
It's a huge worm

that means it has HUGE guts

oh man what if it's a spirit and we feed this mofo to the cat and make it our own minion

>>45487678
>>Swoop down to try and get an idea of what the creature is attacking.

>>45487756
>>45487739
>>45487733
>>45487709
>>45487704
>>45487701
>>45487694
>>45487868
>>45487879
>[Wagner Intensifies]

>>45487774
>That oldest and noblest tradition

Writin'

>>45487868
It's probably not a spirit.

Probably an Ancient Hician creature created for the Temple of Pani as some sort of guardian.

>>45487678
Swoop down and try and get an idea of what the creature is attacking.

>>45487678
Make it our pet

Somouto is on the IRC.

Hmm. For some reason, I can't highlight text and when I roll over the blacked out text, it does not show up.

Strange.

>>45488042
>Somouto is on the IRC.
I gotchu senpai

>>45488099
lol..I can click on the blacked out area and it shows up...something is really messed up.

Soma will post with in the next minute

>>45488401
False.

>>45488401
>implying soma can update with an hour

>>45488407
>>45488420
Prolly shitposting instead of working on the update.

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>>45488407
>>45488420

>>45488435
You mean flirting with the somouto

>>45488456
can confirm.

>>45488456
Or Holding Hands.

I don't know how to spoiler on mobile.

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You urge Zahak closer, and he's quick to obey. His wing dip towards the enormous creature and you're both sent hurtling towards the ground. It's at times like these that you wish the saddle was a little better designed, because you find yourself lifted out of your seat by the sudden descent.

A blue beam of vys cuts through the air, and you find yourself suddenly hanging upside down as Zahak rolls through the air to avoid it. It's fortunate that you were holding onto the saddlehorn, otherwise you'd have been thrown off his back due to that little maneuver. You're not sure if it was aimed at you or not, but it certainly didn't come from the worm creature. Two more bolts of vys shoot skyward, neither of these anywhere near you, but it's enough to force the golem to lunge forward at its attackers.

Its head hits the ground and sends up an enormous plume of dust, but before it can right itself you see a figure climb up onto its back. They're decked from head to toe in artifacts of all shapes and sizes, and wield a hold spear which seems quite elaborate. The spear buries itself the plates on the creature's back and apparently hit something soft, because it rears up and smashes its back into a stone pillar behind it, succeeding in dislodging its attacker.
(1/2)

Inside an hour. WTF. Who are you and what did you do to Soma!

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A beam of blue light cuts into its abdomen but does little more than superficial damage, the attacker a Samjan woman with her left hand sheathed in a glowing gauntlet. Two more shots cut through the air but fail to actually penetrate the golem's tough exoskeleton, and finally she's forced to dance away from an enormous spear of ice only moments before it embeds itself in the ground where she'd been standing.

A streak of gold flashes briefly through the air and the beast screeches loud enough that your ears hurt from however many hundreds of feet away you are. One of its malevolent red eyes has been pierced by a golden arrow, the man who fired it calmly sliding another from his sheathe. It looks like he only has a few more, so you hope their entire plan doesn't consist of distracting the creature while their archer pokes it to death.

>Swoop in to offer your assistance in whatever way you can. Perhaps Zahak can rip a nice big hole in its face.
>Circle above, and wait to see how this turns out. You don't want to get involved in a losing battle.
>These three are clearly outmatched, and you're wasting time watching them die. Set off for Marqash.
>Write-in

>>45488530
I bet it's because Somouto is riding his dick right now.

>>45488532
>Swoop in to offer your assistance in whatever way you can. Perhaps Zahak can rip a nice big hole in its face.

>>45488532
>>Swoop in to offer your assistance in whatever way you can. Perhaps Zahak can rip a nice big hole in its face.
One liner time Soma!

>>45488532
>>Swoop in to offer your assistance in whatever way you can. Perhaps Zahak can rip a nice big hole in its face.

>>45488532
>Kill the dirty adventurers
You dont rob temples, only we get to do that

>>45488532
>Swoop in to offer your assistance in whatever way you can. Perhaps Zahak can rip a nice big hole in its face.

>>45488532
>Swoop in to offer your assistance in whatever way you can. Perhaps Zahak can rip a nice big hole in its face.
Is our sister with them?

>>45488532
>Circle above, and wait to see how this turns out. You don't want to get involved in a losing battle
>>45488562
>>45488563
>>45488564
>>45488580
>not letting them die so we can loot their corpses.

>>45488532
>>Swoop in to offer your assistance in whatever way you can. Perhaps Zahak can rip a nice big hole in its face.
Are we wearing the warlock armor?

>>45488588
You can be, thanks to the wonder of tentacles.

>>45488532
>Swoop in to offer your assistance in whatever way you can. Perhaps Zahak can rip a nice big hole in its face.
Can we work together with Zahak to shoot a fire beam?

>>45488587
They're probably gonna win.

>>45488588
>>45488532
Equip the Heavy Warlock armor before we attack. Ricky can do it.

>>45488588
No.

>>45488532
Try to talk to the big worm, he seems like a bro, I bet those adventurers started it

>>45488610
Can we make it the Heavy Warock armor? Gotta flex dem muscles.

>>45488532
Swoop in

>>45488614
>They're probably gonna win.
If they could they would have by now.

>helping the faggots that shot at us
Zahak could have got hurt you know

>>45488634
I also want the heavy warlock, along with the trident and whatever else we can equip to look swole

>>45488673
Wasn't shooting at us reread It agian.

>>45488532
Swoop in!

>Swoop in
Gimme a second here to figure out modifiers and such for this roll.

Why are we even helping these losers?

>>45488809
for the hell of it, and the possibility of a reward, material or otherwise

Rolled 9, 1, 5 = 15 (3d10)

>>45488809
the massive XP

So, I'll have Ricky equip you with the Heavy Warlock Armor before you swoop in, which will offer some bonuses.
You'll be using the Trident as your weapon of choice and the shield of the scorpion as well.
You'll also have a surprise bonus and a dragon bonus.

SO ROOOOOOOOLL 3d10+24 (+6 from Heavy Warlock Armor, +6 from Master of Marsala Ve, +4 from Fuckmothering Baby Dragon, +4 from Shield of the Scorpion, +4 from Element of Surprise)

VS DC 42 (Base 20, +10 Soak, +6 Master Nature Vatis, +4 Massive, +2 Enraged)

Note, that this is just your roll for damaging the beast personally. I'm rolling for Zahak separately.

Rolled 5, 8, 5 + 24 = 42 (3d10 + 24)

>>45488881
rollan boss!

Rolled 1, 8, 5 + 24 = 38 (3d10 + 24)

>>45488881