>>45557881
>Go to the meeting

>>45557881
>Go to the meeting

>>45557992
You excuse the minions and make your way to the conference room dimension, where Duncan, Shen, and Marigold are already waiting. They stand and bow as you enter, and wait until you sit to do so themselves. Duncan is the first to speak.

"We continue to face rebellious individuals seeking to stir up the masses. Some of them are only seeking wealth and prestige, but a handful seem to have real ambition. We've noticed that most of them are adventurers from other lands, who have not witnessed your strength firsthand and therefore do not understand what they face. So far they've had little luck truly gathering followers, but it's becoming troublesome either way. We'd like to know your proposed course of action."

>Execution
>Imprisonment
>Torture
>Other

>>45558161
>Other
We go to wherever most of these adventurers are gathered, look who's the strongest of them, literally tear him limb from limb, leave him there to die and demonstrate to everyone we're not to be fucked with.

After that we do something flashy, like melting everyone's eyes out or throwing a child into the sun whatever. That should stop adventurers from trying their luck ever again.

>>45558161
>Other

Put out a decree stating that any worthy combatant who wants power and wealth can apply to join our forces.

Or they can die, screaming.

>>45558206
You tell Duncan to keep tabs on anyone who speaks up, and to make plucking one of them a part of your daily routine. He writes it down, and assures you he will have your information network begin on tracking them post haste.

Shen speaks next, without waiting for Duncan to pass the conversation to him.

"The minions are growing restless, as am I. They've been waiting for an attack that frankly might not be coming, and they're tense. They'd like leave to enjoy themselves, which would be fine, but I can hear them whispering as I train. They plan to commit debauchery in the local fishing village."

>Give them vacation days, and let them unwind
>Give them vacation, but forbid any rape, theft, or fighting in your territory
>Keep them working, and if they complain show them the post
>Other

>>45558331
>>Give them vacation, but forbid any rape, theft, or fighting in your territory
Not because that stuff is bad, but because too much interferes with productivity.
If they really need to get their rocks off, save it for the Sunday orgy. If they wanna fight, they can spar.

>>45558331
>Give them vacation, but forbid any rape, theft, or fighting in your territory
Instead force them to engage in a brutal activity, one that will make them more ferocious and break all bonds of friendship. Monopoly

>>45558403
>>45558406
Shen nods, and says no more. You turn to Marigold next.

"Our men have become quite adept at the shortspear and buckler, but as you know that does not make a true fighting force. With your permission, I'd like to order some new weapons and begin drilling them on more combat formations. I've got some recommendations."

>Teach minions to fire bows
>Teach minions to fight in horseback
>Teach minions to fight unarmed
>Other (choose any one weapon)

>>45558488
>Teach minions to fire bows
>Teach minions to fight in horseback
Motherfucking horse archers.

>>45558488
>Teach minions to fire bows
>Teach minions to fight in horseback
we mongolz now

>>45558514
THIS.

Let's get Mongolian up in this bitch.

>>45558640
AYY YO
YOU TRYNA SAY *smacks lips*
YOU TRYNA SAY *summons succubi*
AYYY *breaks up the nuclear family
YOU TRYNA *signs a pact with the devil*
HOL' UP *overtaxes the populace*
YOU TRYNA SAY *makes an example out of dissidents*
WE WUZ MONGOLS 'N SHIET? *burns a city to the ground*

>>45558514
You tell Marigold to focus on archery, and once the minions have grasped that, to transition into horseback combat. She seems quite pleased by this decision, and promises to order the training equipment immediately.

You finish up the rest of the mundane topics for the meeting, and wrap it up just before noon. If you keep to your schedule, you'll need to meet with a bunch of angry merchants about how to improve income. You already know they'll ask for open borders, but doing so will only invite more dissent, as most neighboring rulers refuse to trade with you still.

>Attend
>Skip it
>Send Duncan
>Other

>>45558856
>Attend

>>45558856
>Attend
Before the meeting stars, ask the merchants to sum up their arguments in 20 words or less. We have better things to do than watch them try to hold back their tears.

>>45558867
You teleport yourself into the city hall. The merchants awaiting your arrival bow, but you sense no sincerity. You all sit, and they begin bombarding you with incessant questions about this and that change to the laws, all seeking to further their own private agendas. You answer them as they come, caring little for their benefit and focusing on what you believe to be best for the territory as a whole.

When at last you come to an interesting topic, your eyes roll down from the ceiling of the meeting room to the circle of overly powdered men around you.

"Dark lord, we ask that you consider, er, incorporating a nearby mining operation. The ore they have access too would be good for all."

You think on it a moment. If you recall correctly, it's merely an iron mine. Controlling this source would put you at odds with the kingdom that owns it now, but would afford you the ability to create sturdier armor and weapons for your own troops.

>Agree
>Refuse

>>45559036
>Agree
Who cares about that other kingdom? We'll wreck their shit if they complain.

>>45559036
>Agree

>>45559036
>Agree

Need some ore to set up multiple forms of industry, and iron's better than most materials we could have.

>>45559075
You agree to take the mine in due time, and you see a sickening smile cross all of their collective faces.

With everything else finally out of the way, the time has come to attend your hearing. You thought you'd be ready for it, but you can't help being slightly nervous. You return to the fortress to see that things are left in order.

As you prepare to leave, Duncan and the others stop you, asking if you're sure you should go into this dangerous situation alone. It may be a good idea to bring someone along.

>Go alone
>Bring Shen
>Bring Marigold
>Bring Duncan

>>45559147
>Go alone

>>45559147
>Bring Duncan

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>>45558856
>Attend
>Bring Duncan

>>45559147
>Bring Duncan
He knows Vanessa, he might testify in our favor. And in case we lose the court case, we can still taunt our ex-wife with the son we never had

>>45559246
You agree, and tell Duncan to prepare himself. You notice both Shen and Marigold seem disappointed by the missed opportunity, but say nothing of it.

Duncan armors himself and prepares a few things before returning to you, and the two of you step through the rift you open, together. For a brief moment you traverse the aether, a place of nothingness between realms, but just as soon as you arrive you are through, and you step forward into hell itself.

Hell really isn't all that bad once you're used to it. The endless screams and burning earth are a bit bothersome, but the local nightlife is quite booming. Duncan takes a moment to adjust to the heavy air, intense heat, and desire to claw his eyes out with his own fingers and eat them, then seems more or less fine.

You make your way into the courthouse and your assigned room, where you enter and behold a small, rather intimate setting. No doubt Vanessa's mother wishes to make this quick.

You take your seat along with Duncan, and look around. The jury box is empty for now, as is the judge's stand. The only other person here is the bailiff, a three meter tall, musclebound behemoth with three horns and a flaming whip. you wave, and he waves back.

Soon enough, people begin filing in. First the jury, then Vanessa's mother, and finally the judge. The judge in this case is an imp wearing a powdered wig. Just like your bitch of an ex-wife to hand pick the least confident creature in the underworld.

>Speak with Duncan before the hearing
>Speak with Vanessa's mother
>Get things started
>Other

>>45559401
Shouldn't our attorney be present for this?

>>45559401
Speak with Vanessa and be confident
>I got a ringer

>>45559401
>Speak with Vanessa's mother

>>45559472
Whoops, I must have deleted that bit and forgotten to write it back in. She's just late.

>>45559492
She's not present yet either

>>45559498
You stand and move over to the other table, to speak to Vanessa's mother before the hearing begins. When you approach, she is looking through some files, and only glances up at you when you stand before her.

"Afternoon. Let's not drag this out any longer than we have to. We both know I can put the squeeze on any lawyer I pick, so you may as well just sign the paperwork now and save us both the time."

>"Sweet Beelzebub, you're hot."
>"Not every lawyer, you ice cold bitch."
>"You're not taking my daughter away."
>Other

>>45559505
>>45559492
Well, give her a wink
'I got a ringer, she won't expect this.'

>>45559727
>"You're not taking my daughter away."
She will make her own decisions.

>>45559727
>Other

Smile politely and say nothing until your lawyer shows up.

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>>45559727
>>"Sweet Beelzebub, you're hot."
but
>"You're not taking my daughter away."

>>45559727
>>"You're not taking my daughter away."
I don't need you anymore! Im a strong independent BEG who has a loving daughter and a loyal son who lets me cuddle him at night!

>>45559788
this

>>45559814
I support this.

>>45559814
>>45559766
You are stern with her. A sly smile appears on her face as her eyes finally rise to meet yours. The red light is like a laser pointer in your eyes, but you stand firm.

"Well, we'll just see about that." As she speaks, the courtroom doors burst open, drawing all eyes to the back of the room. Through them strides a tall, matronly woman with golden hair and a suit of half-plate that shines silver under a white tabard. Her long, confident strides as she ties her hair into a neat bun are quite reassuring, especially when she comes to a hip-cocked stop in front of you and turns to Vanessa's mother.

"Yes, we will." The woman turns to you and offers her hand, which you shake. "Afternoon, Janet Blanc, Attorney at Law. Sorry I'm late, I was waiting for a dramatic entrance opportunity. I've looked over your case and chosen some key witnesses that I-"

"Excuse me?" You turn to see Vanessa's mother standing, looking annoyed. "We were in the middle of an emasculating conversation." She crosses her arms and turns her burning gaze on Janet. Janet's only response is to calmly reach into her briefcase and produce a leather case, which she opens to reveal a golden holy symbol. The light that shines from it burns the eyes of just about everyone in the room, and forces you to look away.

"I'm this man's representation in this case, please allow me to speak to him, or I'll have you held in contempt." You don't think she can actually do that, but you're too busy shielding your face to say much.

Janet puts the symbol away and leads you back to the table where Duncan helplessly feels around with his eyes shut tight. You sit between them, and she begins going over the points you'll need to make.

>"Just help me bring my baby bake home."
>"I'll do whatever it takes, even murder. Especially murder."
>Listen intently
>Other

>>45559994
>Listen intently
>"Just help me bring my baby cake home."

>>45559994
>bake
back
I don't know how that happened

>>45560027

>"Just help me bring my baby back home."
and
>Listen intently

>>45559994
>"Just help me bring my baby back home."
>Listen intently

>>45559994
>Listen intently
She sounds like she knows what she's doing.

>>45560027
You listen carefully to Janet's plan.

"First, we need to establish that her mother would be a poor caretaker. If there's anything you can use against her, that's where we would start. Second, we need to show you in a positive light, so that the jury will see you as the better option. Finally, we hammer it home with a touching reunion in front of the jury. If we can do all that, I think this is as good as in the bag." You agree, with the only snag being Vanessa's inability to leave her mother's house. You don't have any way to free her without leaving the room, either. But perhaps there is an option.

>Send Duncan to free Vanessa
>Excuse yourself to the bathroom and sneak away
>Call in a favor from Vanessa's godfather
>Other

>>45560143
>Call in a favor from Vanessa's godfather
We excuse ourselves from a moment to do this, and ask him to free Vanessa and give her directions to the courthouse without ever telling anyone of your involvement. Not even Vanessa.

The less leads we have leading back to us, the better.

>>45560143
>>Call in a favor from Vanessa's godfather

>>45560143
>Other
Ok, this is a Jury from here, so, positive light might not be the best. What you need to do is make me look like a more fit parent. I allow her some freedom, she gets to flex her wings and practice her gained skills of her blood and education.
Show that in her opinion, she would prefer to work with me, and not locked in her room, which should be abuse.
>Call in a favor from Vanessa's godfather
I don't think Duncan could handle it

>>45560143
I feel like calling in another favour from family isn't a great idea.
>Send Duncan
Tell him to take off his armour in the bathroom, then sneaky deaky free Vanessa.

>>45560199
You stand and tell the others you're just going out for a moment to collect your thoughts, then exit the room. In the hall, you open a connection to the mortal plane, where your old pal Ray, who answers cheerfully. You ask him if he still remembers where the old house is, and he does. You ask him if he wouldn't mind breaking in, and kidnapping your daughter for you, and though he seems reluctant, once you explain the reason he agrees. You thank him, and end the connection before reentering the court.

Things have already begun, as your ex-wife and lawyer make their opening statements. You sit down just as they finish, and the judge asks for your first witness. You think about Janet's plan, and try to pick someone who will discredit your ex-wife.

>Call Duncan
>Call Shen
>Call Marigold
>Call Shaka
>Call Glen
>Call Cruz
>Other

>>45560319
>Call Duncan
The only one who not only knows Vanessa but is favorable to us.

Who is Cruz?

>>45560319
>>Call Duncan

>>45560319
>>Call Duncan
He's been a long time friend of our daughters, hopefully he will have heard some stories.

>>45560319
Gib the low down on Shaka and Cruz pls

>>45560393
Shaka was a necromancer who kidnapped our daughter. He was apart of an army and turned out to be a pretty decent guy once we sat down and had a couple of beers with him.

>>45560380
>>45560393
Cruz is the Paladin you fought in the first chapter, when you chopped his arm off from the shoulder down. You know him from college.

>>45560380
>>45560382
>>45560384
These

>>45560435
>inb4 Cruz is called to the stand on our ex's side

>>45560435
Ah, thank you, terrible at names.
Use Duncan so as a character witness

>>45560380
You call Duncan to the stand. He vanishes in a puff of smoke from your side, and reappears on the witness stand, ready to speak. Your ex-wife approaches him, clearly trying to charm him, but alas he's about as straight as a question mark, and so her natural gifts do nothing to sway him.

"I've known Vanessa for some years now. She never stops going on about her father, but when she does talk about her mother, and mind you it's only after a few drinks, she has nothing good to say. Overbearing, paranoid, promiscuous, over-strict, and suffocating are the nicest words I can recall her ever using in reference to her own mother."

The sweating demon queen tries to object, but the judge can't think of a reason to sustain it, and Duncan is let off of the stand. You silently thank fate for the boys predisposition for penis.

Next, you must call a witness to show yourself as a better caretaker. Calling Duncan again would make you look weak, so it's best to use someone else.

>Call Marigold
>Call Shen
>Call Glen
>Call Shake
>Call Cruz
>Other

>>45560598
>Call Marigold
Unless she's a carpet muncher, this should go fine.

>>45560636
Supported

>>45560636
This.

>>45560598
>Call Shake

>>45560636
Agreed

>>45560636
You call Marigold. There is a loud pop, and suddenly the stand is filled with a ginger haired woman, sweaty and holding a training spear. She is quite shocked to be in an entirely new place without warning, but when she sees you and Duncan sitting across from her, she seems to calm down. Janet stands, and begins examining her.

"Well, I personally appreciate his brand of tough love. When we step out of line, he usually just whips us or brands us. Once he had a guy hung upside down while rats nibbled at his head. The worst he's ever done to Vanessa is scold her though. And even then he usually hugs her and sends her to her room. I guess that's favorable treatment, but honestly it's not a big deal to me. I'd be even harder on the other minions if he let me, especially the slackers who can't even run ten laps around the fortress."

You hear the jury murmuring amongst themselves. It's unclear how this makes you look, but it's certainly not at either extreme. Your ex-wife takes a turn examining Marigold next.

"Miss Marigold, would you say my husband is a capable leader?"

"Yes'm."

"Can you tell us where you were on the night of the fourth, at around, oh let's say nine o'clock? Need I remind you that lying while sitting on this bench will result in mental torture on the scale of which no sentient being can withstand?" You feel a little nervous.

"Er, I believe I was awaiting my dark lord in his chambers, as ordered."

"I see. And do you recall why it is he summoned you there that night?"

"I...I do."

"Tell the court, if you would." Marigold, turns a bit red, and looks to you for help, but you can offer none. It seems Janet has no idea where this is going either.

"Well, he summoned me there to speak to me."

"About?"

"About... he, erm..."

"Continue."

"He asked me to, er, tend to his needs for the night. Physically." The jury begins to murmur again.

"And did you obey his orders?"

"No. I refused."

cont.

>>45560977
CORRECTION. It was not an ORDER, it was an OFFER.

Get your shit straight, you daft women.

Who's glen and Cruz?

>>45561080

>>45560435

>>45560977
The jury gets a bit louder.

"He tried to persuade me into staying by appealing to my sadomasochism, but I felt it was inappropriate to engage in a physical relationship with him based on my position at the organization." You can feel your ex-wife's lips curling up even without seeing them.

"So let me get this straight, he called you, a subordinate, to his bedroom to proposition you for sexual intercourse, then tried to bargain with you when you refused? Am I hearing that correctly?" She sets herself on the railing of the stand, sitting with her legs crossed and her head tilted cutely to one side.

"W-well it was only an offer, it's not as though he forced-"

"Ah! So not only was he propositioning you for sex, he didn't even have the courage to make it a direct order. Ladies and Gentlemen of the jury, do these sound like the actions of a 'confident, capable leader'?" I think not. Nothing further." She slips down from the stand and makes her way back to her table. you grit your teeth, and turn to Marigold who tries to shout something, but vanishes before she is able. You turn to Janet, who seems a bit shaken.

"Well, that didn't go how I'd hoped. Still, we've got one last chance. If your daughter shows up and testifies, we can still swing this whole thing in our favor."

Unfortunately, you've still heard nothing from Ray. You need to buy time.

>Call pointless witnesses
>Stand up and make a pointless speech
>Ask for a bathroom break
>Kill Duncan
>Other

>>45561027
This so hard. We cant well run an empire efficiently if we go around raping our minions.

>>45561107
>Stand up and make a speech
That offer was merely to reward Marigold for her hard work, nothing about our needs. Not at all.

And bring up our ex's affairs, she's living with a herbivore. That sure isn't prestigious.

>>45561107
>Stand up and make a pointless speech
A "pointless" speech about how being an incapable leader (which you won't admit to, but merely propose as an option) does not make you an incapable father. Then go deep into the divide between private and public, ramble about tatemae and honne, how Japanese culture deals with shame and honor and simply put, buy time for Vanessa to show up while trying to sound as if you want to make a point.

>>45561107
>Other

Point out how that last question contains FALSE INFORMATION. It was not an ORDER, but a REQUEST.

>>45561107
>Stand up and make a pointless speech
bring in this to it
>>45561124
we dont just sex employees without consent, that is what Sunday is for, our mandatory orgy day
instead, use the oppertunity to talk about how you value your workers
you are a leader, not a boss

>>45561107
>Other
Why not call up the kid we took in?
Also any way to protect him from going insane from being in Hell?

>>45561199
>>45561207

Basically this, yeah. It was not even an order, just an offer.

>>45561241
She already addressed that in a negative light. Should've never tried to bang, man.

>>45561107
"Just because I married a whore once doesn't mean I expect all my relationships to be with one. It was a proposition. You know, the ones people with a basic understanding of relationships make."

>>45561273
Still has no relevance on us being a good or bad father, it's pointless to the case she's trying to fight. What we do with our employees does not relate to our daughter.

>>45561298
This.
Point out that not only is she flat-out wrong and/or lying, but that that point is completely irrelevant, as well.
She's making attacks on (our) person in a way that is unrelated to the case, which is a sign of a flawed argument.

>>45561124
>>45561199
>>45561207
>>45561232
You take the stand and begin speaking about the difference in the way you conduct your business and the way you conduct your family life. You go into many topics, all of which you pad with needlessly long pauses and big words to squeeze out as much time as you can, while also attempting to confuse the jury into wandering over to your side.

There is laughter, crying, and at the end, as you deliver the final, most powerful point you have, applause. The judge is forced to call the court to order several times before things finally settle down. He then speaks to the room authoritatively.

"After hearing all of the arguments presented, I think it's time for the jury to make their decision. So, if you'll just step into the deliberation chamber and do as you were all bribed to do before the start of this case by the plaintiff, we can get this over with and go home."

The jury stand and apologize to you, confessing that they all agreed to vote you an unfit parent in return for lighter torture in the pits. You feel your heart drop into your stomach, but just as they are about to exit, the courtroom doors burst open again. You turn around to see none other than Vanessa, dressed only in her nightgown and a pair of slippers. Behind her is your old friend Ray, ragged and wrinkled, in his robes and hat smoking a hand rolled cigar. Vanessa takes one look around the room, spots you at the stand, and dashes across the floor, leaving a slipper behind as she leaps over the boundary and into your lap.

"Daddy! Uncle Ray came to pick me up! He even killed the hellhounds! I knew you wouldn't let me stay here!" She wraps you in a surprisingly tight hug, and plants a long kiss on your helmet. The jury is in awe, and the judge must call them to order again. Seeing this, Vanessa glares at him, and beams of yellow light shoot from her eyes, burning him to a crisp.

"Uncle Ray taught me that!"

cont

>>45561562
The room falls silent, and you thank Ray for his help as you stand, cradling Vanessa in your arms.

>Tell them to eat shit and teleport home
>Give a final stirring speech about love, and evil
>Kill the jury with help from Ray, just like old times
>Other

>>45561591
>Give a final stirring speech about love, and evil
>Kill the jury with help from Ray, just like old times
then teleport home

>>45561562
>Kill the jury with help from Ray, just like old times

GOTTA LOVE YA RAY! LETS DO THIS!

>>45561591
>>Give a final stirring speech about love, and evil

>>45561591
>Tell them to eat shit and teleport home
Except Vanessa's mother. Personally tell her to choke on a million dicks made of shit.

>>45561591
>Give a final stirring speech about love, and evil
This while we slowly back up towards the door

>>45561562
>Behind her is your old friend Ray, ragged and wrinkled, in his robes and hat smoking a hand rolled cigar. Vanessa takes one look around the room, spots you at the stand, and dashes across the floor, leaving a slipper behind as she leaps over the boundary and into your lap.
We owe Ray all of the things. Best godfather.
>>45561591
>Kill the jury with help from Ray, just like old times
And to Vanessa: "Honey, where do you want to go for dinner after this?"

>>45561591
>Give a final stirring speech about love, and evil
>Tell them to eat shit and teleport home

So what happens when you kill a jury from hell? Where do they go? Super hell?

>>45561612
You give a rather emotional speech about the nature of love, and what it really means to be evil. Your audience would be captivated if they weren't so afraid. After wrapping up, you nuzzle Vanessa's head, set her down, and summon your hellfire sword.

The following three minutes of hacking, slashing, death rays, and chain lightning leave the courtroom in total disarray. As you rip and tear the jury to chunks, Janet excuses herself after congratulating you on your technical win. Duncan merely hides beneath the table, and Vanessa's mother sits patiently fixing her makeup as you commit acts of villainy the likes of which hadn't been seen in hell for nearly a week.

When all is done, you and the others are doused in blood and laughing. Ray offers to see Vanessa and Duncan out into the hall while you speak to her mother one last time before leaving, You approach the table and cross your arms triumphantly.

"Don't even say it, you asshole." She stands and begins putting away her files. "This isn't the last you'll hear about this. Vanessa belongs in hell, with her kind. With people who understand her."

>Say nothing
>"If you understood her, you never would have done this."
>"Keep coming at me, it's almost as fun watching you come as it is watching you go."
>Other

>>45561864
>>"If you understood her, you never would have done this.
>"Keep coming at me, it's almost as fun watching you come as it is watching you go."

>>45561864
>Other

Pin her down and fuck her, right here and now. We used to tap that ass, so we know how to make her tick.

>>45561864
>Other
I give her souls to feed, real ones, not those weak pale ones you have been feeding her, barely any real nutrition in them.
She learns to subjugate the surface under my wing, a valued LT., better than reading trash magazines and doing nothing.
She learns to sharpen her craft and excel herself.
Now who is the unfit parent?
Let me get on with it please, if you have any respect for me or our daughter.

>>45561809
No, New Jersey, sans their powers.

>>45561864
>"If you understood her, you never would have done this."
>"Look, maybe one day you'll be right, and she'll want to talk to you again. Maybe everything else will work out as well. But that day is NOT today, and right now, I'm doing what I think is best for her."

>>45561864
>"If you understood her, you never would have done this."

>>45561864
>"If you understood her, you never would have done this."
>"Keep coming at me, it's almost as fun watching you come as it is watching you go."

>>45561903
You tell her that if she really wanted what was best for Vanessa, she'd think of things from her point of view as well. She does seem a bit hurt by this. To finish it off, you taunt her a bit, just like the old days, and begin making your way out of the room. As you walk, you hear her tell you to wait. You turn back, and feel your jaw drop a little.

She stands before you with her top bottom popped, and her skirt slightly raised.

"If we pretend we're fighting about something I bet we can get five good minutes in." You feel your old self taking control, but damn if he doesn't make a convincing argument.

>Fuck your ex-wife
>"You're embarrassing yourself."
>"What about Glen?"
>Other

>>45561864
Can't we just backhand her into oblivion?

>>45562194
>"What about Glen?"
While smirking, then.
>Fuck your ex-wife.
Like no tomorrow.

>>45562194
Fucking voting this >>45562228

POWER DRIVER ONLINE!

>>45562194
This is a trap, isn't it?
>"What about Glen?"
I'm leaving this up to you all.

>>45562194
This is obviously a trap, OBVIOUSLY.
Tell her she's no longer pretty enough to pull this shit off.

>>45562268
>>45562256
GUYS, WE CAN HATE FUCK OUR WIFE. Also the Jury is dead, So what does it matter? We won our case. Just have the group head out ahead of us.

>>45562227
Back hand her into OBLIVION! Then walk out like a boss.


>>45562268
Yeah it's obviously a trap.

>>45562194
>Other

Tease her a bit and leave. This is a massive trap

>>45562194
>"You're embarrassing yourself."

>>45562194
>>"You're embarrassing yourself."
>>"What about Glen?

>>45562194
>>Fuck your ex-wife

>>45562281
Guys, we have all of the poontang we can ask for.
Screw it, I'm retracting my vote >>45562256
to pick >>45562286
We do not have time for another fight right now, and we can't afford to gamble this being a trap.

>>45562194
>Fuck your ex-wife
it ain't a trap if you walk into it willingly

>>45562194
DANGER! DANGER!
>"You're embarrassing yourself."
Also not infront of our daughter man, that's nasty.

OI op changed my vote >>45562194


>>45562318
Vaild point, make her come begging. Don't seem desperate.
My vote here>>45562251 being changed too >>45562286

>Fuck your ex-wife
>gets pregnant
>its a boy
>keeps your son to raise to one day kill you so she can take Vanessa back

>>45562347
Same

>>45562194
>Other. Leave without saying a thing, gotta stay ice cold.

>>45562387
Oh, no, God, I can see the incestfics already.
That triplicates any reason we have to refuse.

>>You're embarrassing yourself, I'm not falling for an obvious trap.

Anons need to stop thinking with their shriveled up dicks. Remember what happened last time you tried to fuck something?

>>45562331
You have an intense internal struggle, and eventually come to the conclusion that reliving the years of mindblowing, sanity warping sex with the woman voted hottest ass in hell three centuries running isn't worth your dignity. You take a deep breath, and try to ignore your erection as you tell her to find another dick to ride. She is shocked to the point of stumbling, and you leave the room with your honor, though not your boxer shorts, intact.

You enter the hallway where Vanessa, Duncan, Ray and Janet stand in a huddle making small talk. When she sees you, Vanessa goes for a hug, but you stop her to avoid the awkwardness that would bring up right now, on the pretense that you need to do something first.

You cross the floor to Ray and Janet, who both congratulate you.

"I've got another case to prepare for, so I should get running."

"And I have to get back to being retired. It's fun blasting some jerks now and then, but it's bad for my sciatica." Ray pounds on his lower back with a closed fist.

You need to get back home and get some more work done, but you can spare some time.

>Invite Ray to lunch before he leaves
>Invite Janet to dinner tonight
>Other

Yes, only one

>>45562533
>>Invite Ray to lunch before he leaves

>>45562533
>Invite Janet to dinner tonight
might as well try

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>>45562415
>fanfiction about my quest
lewd or not, I would feel so giddy

>>45562533
>Invite Ray to lunch before he leaves

>>45562533
>Invite Ray to lunch before he leaves

Can't leave our bro hanging, man.

>>45562533
>Invite Janet to dinner tonight

>>45562533
>Lunch with Ray
Bros before hos, also we have had some serious problem with relationships recently, let's avoid that for now

>>45562533
>Invite Ray to lunch before he leaves

>>45562533
>Ray and Vanessa out to lunch
Strictly professional relationship with Janet, I hope.
Besides, our girl needs a real meal.

>Ray

Bros before hoes, my Africans

>>45562533
>Invite Janet to dinner tonight
Baby steps, but we should turn the paladin-

>>45562533
>>Invite Ray to lunch before he leaves
>>Invite Janet to dinner tonight
Why not both?

>>45562570
You heard it fellas, get to writing!

>>45562533
>Invite both, One for Dinner and one for Lunch.

>>45562696
Agreed

>>45562696
Thirded.

>>45562566
You thank Janet, and ask Ray if he'd like to join you and the others for lunch to celebrate. As Janet takes her leave, Ray mulls the offer over.

"Ah, I guess I'll join you. Nice to catch up after so long." You pat him on the shoulder and teleport the four of you to the Third Ring, home of the finest dining and shopping south of the aetherial plane.

As you traverse the boardwalk on the Sea of Blood and Bile, you ask everyone what they're in the mood for. Duncan is fine with anything, but Vanessa has a craving for a thick, bloody soul. Ray says his acid reflux will kick in if he eats something so rich, and prefers a good old fashioned steak and potato.

>Tell Vanessa she can have all the souls she wants when you get home
>Tell Ray to live a little
>Propose something else

>>45562838
>Tell Vanessa she can have all the souls she wants when you get home
We have some prisoners for that, one of them even tried embezzling! I know you like the taste of greed!

>>45562838
>>Propose something else
Alright how about Hell's Kitchen? It has a mix of both and is very good

>>45562838
>Tell Vanessa she can have all the souls she wants when you get home
We'll get her a blue steak to satiate her bloodlust in the meantime.

>>45562885
Hell's Kitchen? I'll back this, if it is ran by a Gordon Ramsay demon.

>>45562838
>Propose something else
Something more exotic perhaps? we don't want Ray to drop dead right in front of us, and we'll have more than enough souls for Vanessa to choose from when we continue our campaign.

>>45562838
Don't they have any of those family restaurants with great atmosphere that serves everything?
>>45562885
Yeah, that.
Either that or
>We've got some great new prisoners- you want them fresh, right?
>>45562908
So just Gordon Ramsay.

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>>45562885
I bet Vanessa will enjoy the taste of overcooked steak. It's so black, it stole the chef's car.

>>45562838
let's go with rays option, tell Vanessa we have a few choice souls for her back home.

>>45562927
THIS SOUL IS FUCKING RAW!!!

>>45562945
So like going out for dinner and having a home-made cake waiting at home?
I love it.

>>45562951
THIS FUCKING SOUL IS FUCKING GOOD! IT COULD SMITE SOMEONE!

>>45562838
>Tell Vanessa she can have all the souls she wants when you get home.
>Hell's Kitchen

WE'RE VISTING GORDON RAMSAY

>>45562999
I laughed

>>45562999
YOU WERE GOING TO FEED A PRINCESS OF TORTURE THE SOUL OF A FUCKING PALADIN?! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!?!

OP I'd be sorry if it wasn't so funny.

>>45562999
You tell Vanessa you'll whip her up something extra special when you get home, and that this is the first time you've gotten to see Ray in almost a decade. She understands, and the three of you travel to a rather high-class restaurant at the end of the boardwalk, decorated with brimstone columns and a blood fountain outside. You've heard nothing but bad things about the chef here, and some say he's a madman.

You approach the Maître d's podium and ask for a table. He flips through a tome as thick as your arm and stops on a page, fingering the column there for an open slot.

"I'm afraid we've no tables tonight, or any night for the next few years. If you'd like to make a reservation-"

Duncan produces a knife from his hip, and tosses it into the waiter's throat. As he collapses on the ground, gurgling, you step around the podium and erase one of the names, replacing it with yours.

The four of you find a nice spot by the window and wait for a waiter.

>Speak to Ray
>Speak to Duncan
>Speak to Vanessa
>Other

>>45563116
>Grunt at Duncan with approval
>Speak to Ray

Won't lie, Kinda proud of Duncan.

>>45563116
>>Speak to Ray
but nod to Duncan

>>45563116
>Other
Introduce Duncan to Ray, so nobody's a stranger.
I started my own quest, if anyone wants to check it out.

>>45563151
Backing this.

>>45563151
Seconding

>>45563162
You slut, Whats it called and shite? Also, if the weekend quest thread is up put the link in there. You draw a few others, but a possible shit poster or two.

>>45563116
>Speak to Vanessa
Give her a tight, almost spinebreaking hug
>"Oh, I've missed you so much my little disaster! So very, very, very much!"
Make sure it's as embarassing as possible.

>>45563228
>Embarrassing Vanessa
>With a hug
What quest are you reading, mate?

>>45563151
This

>>45563162
what's the quest, anon?

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>>45563247
A hug? And babytalk? In public? With your adult daughter?

>>45563151
>>45563186
You give Duncan a pat on the shoulder for his good work, and turn to Ray, asking him about what he's been up to since he left the firm.

"Ah, not much. Reading, napping, fishing, carving explosive runes, you know. Retirement agrees with me, but I gotta say it's nice to stretch the old soul now and again." You agree, the downtime between your old job and your new one were the most dull days of your life.

"I also took on an apprentice. She's smart as a whip, but boy is she hard to convince. No confidence. If she just had a little more guts, she'd be great. Better than Vald one day, I reckon."

>Ask about his apprentice
>Ask about Vald and the others from the old days
>Ask about something else
>Speak to Vanessa
>Speak to Duncan

>>45563351
>Ask about his apprentice
>Ask about Vlad and the others from the old days, But spin it into a tale to include both Vanessa and Duncan.

>>45563351
>Ask about his apprentice

Maybe if he is having some trouble getting through to her, we could take her on part time for some work experience to boost her confidence?

>>45563214
>>45563281
>>45557010
I hate to shill, but I thought you anons may like it.

>>45563351
>>Ask about his apprentice
>>Ask about Vald and the others from the old days

>>45563351
>Speak to Vanessa
The reason we came here?
"Maybe you can show her where to get some backbone after we get back."
>Try not to over-dad on her
"I'm so glad you're okay, sweetheart!"

>>45563381
>>45563426
You ask about the old boys from your time with the Sorcerer Vald. Ray confesses to losing touch with most, including your old boss, but he has spoken to Peter from accounting, and apparently he's been transferred to potential assets.

"There's some kid wandering around, healing the sick and sealing minor devils. It's nuts. Can't be more then seven, and the runt's got powers most clerics work their whole lives to get a taste of. Vald wants tabs on him, but he's slippery. They think he might have some help, but it's tough tracking someone with divine guidance."

You make a note of that for later. You change the subject back to his apprentice, and ask about her.

"Eh? Her name's Caitlyn. Picked her up begging for scraps outside my tower. Bandits got her older sister, I guess. Don't normally like kids, but she was cute, and she had a way with the cauldron. Had her making hex potions for a while to sell to chumps in town, but she started peeking at my cantrip notes and before I knew it she was throwing sparks and making the cat dance." Quite impressive, for someone so young.

>Offer to give her some time doing real work
>Refer him to Shaka, a proper mage with real world experience
>Change the topic
>Other

>>45563612
exchange information?
>Refer him to Shaka, A proper mage with real world experience
>Offer to give her some time doing real world work.

always useful to exchange business info.

>>45563612
>Refer him to Shaka, a proper mage with real world experience

>>45563612
>>Refer him to Shaka, a proper mage with real world experience

Call Shaka up first, ask him if he's up to it.
No using her against us though, in case his boss asks him to attack us again.

>>45563612
>>Offer to give her some time doing real work
>>Refer him to Shaka, a proper mage with real world experience

>>45563677
This.

>>45563612
>Change the topic
>"Interesting. You might get along with her, Vanessa."
NOT IN FRONT OF VANESSA YOU DUNCES
It's bad enough that we hired the guy that offed her already, we need to keep it together here.

>>45563413
Your drawings are nifty, anon.
Uh. sorry for suddenly making it into Round house kick: The quest

>>45563612
>Refer him to Shaka, a proper mage with real world experience

Ask Shaka how he's doing, while we're at it.

>>45563677
You offer to take her in for a while, and though he seems uncertain, he doesn't oppose the idea. While he thinks, the waiter brings you some wine and bread to start. While he pours, you add that you know a pretty good necromancer by the name of Shaka, who was tough enough to tie you up in a fight. You don't mention him being the cause of all the drama lately.

"She's not much for necromancy, but I'll keep him in mind. Anyway, you're right that it might be good for her to get out and see the business up close." You laugh, and notice that Vanessa seems a bit put off by the idea of having another young girl wandering the fortress. Before you can soothe her, you are brought your menus.

>Order something substantial
>Order something spicy
>Order something light
>Order something sinful

>>45563829
>Order something substantial

>>45563829
>>Order something spicy

>>45563829
>Order something sinful
A gigantic bag of dicks

>>45563829
>Order something spicy
See if we can get something both spicy and sinful.

>>45563829
>>Order something sinfully spicy

>>45563829
>>Order something spicy
Do they have pegasus wings for sale here?

>>45563829
>Something sinfully spicy
Rapest fingers.

>>45563877
That's for Duncan

>>45563884
>>45563887
What kind of curry would that be?

>>45563914
Soul curry.

>>45563914
>>45563942
Baby curry

>>45563793
I'm not complaining, the crowd was screaming for the sweet chin music.

>>45563884
You all place your orders, and move on with the conversation. Vanessa recants her time held in captivity, while Duncan catches her up on things at work. You and Ray reminisce about old times, and the others seem genuinely interested. After a good while, your plates are brought out and set on the table. Duncan takes a cut of murder salmon, which is much like normal salmon but murdery. Ray orders a slab of beef from the Island of Homunculi. It looks quite tender, and perfectly pink inside. Vanessa has a thick burger made from all natural human meat and seasoned with the screams of widows. Not many people appreciate the subtle taste of a good scream. You yourself enjoy a nice rack of cockatrice wings. Each bite is zesty and full of flavor, but you have to be careful when separating the head from the body.

You continue to talk and laugh over lunch, before finally setting your forks down and leaning back in your chairs.

"This was nice. Don't be afraid to call me out more often." Ray wipes his mouth with his napkin, and finishes off the last of his wine. "I better get back though, Cait gets nosy when she's bored, and I don't need her touching my lab. See ya around." With that, Ray vanishes into a puff of red smoke. Duncan asks what you'll do now.

>Pay and head home
>Dine and dash
>Other

>>45564120
>Pay and head home

>>45564120
>Other
We have Vanessa back, don't we?
SAY. NOTHING.

>>45564120
>>Pay and head home

>>45564120
>>Pay and head home
There's evil, and then there's being an asshole and fucking dining and dashing.

>>45564120
>Pay and Pat Duncan's head but say nothing.

>>45564155
You leave a generous tip, and prepare to teleport home. As you step through the aetherial plane, a cold sensation runs up your back, throwing you off balance, and knocking you off guard when you set your feet down in the halls of your fortress.

You look around and behold carnage. The bodies of your underlings are littering the floors, and in some cases the walls. They are all cut cleanly, and not a one is left alive. Duncan and Vanessa are shocked. You hear no alarms indicating an attack, only eerie silence. Outside, the light of sunset illuminates the death through the windows, and you begin walking the halls in search of any sign what happened.

The kitchen is bloody, your office is ransacked, and Vanessa's bedroom has been opened. You feel a mixture of rage and confusion, until at last you reach the training hall. Across from you, at the center of the sparring circle, are Shen and Marigold, both struggling for breath and ready to collapse, standing across from a man in shining armor, with a right arm that looks to be carved from stone. He turns to see you enter, and you behold none other than Cruz.

"Hello, friend. I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd drop by." He turns fully, revealing a long, curved blade of the east in his new hand. It is soaked in blood.

>"Leave, now!"
>"To what do I owe the pleasure?"
>"Marigold, what's happening?"
>Draw your sword
>Other

>>45564365
>Draw your sword

Welp, we just lost a bunch of minions. Now we take the losses out of HIS FLESH!

>>45564365
>>"Marigold, what's happening?"

>>45564365
>Other
Murder him savagely

>>45564365
>Other
"Oh geez, couldn't you call? Shit, if I knew you'd be dropping by today, I would've cleaned everything up before TEARING OFF YOUR HEAD AND SHOVING IT UP YOUR ASS"

>>45564365
>Draw your sword
>"You killed Bob"
>"I liked Bob"

>>45564439
This

RIP in peace bob

>>45564365
Slap that sword out of his hand, and wrestle him to death.

>>45564365
Voting this >>45564439

>>45564365
>Other

So you decided to wait until I was out to attack my keep?

I wonder how your "god" feels about cowardice, Paladin?

>>45564439
Cruz leans back and laughs harder than you've ever heard, fake or not.

"If only you had that kind of sympathy for the common man." Cruz lines up his sword with your chest. "I'm going to carve that soft heart from your body and burn it."

Vanessa slides around and stands in front of you, spreading her arms to cover most of your body. You push her gently aside, and take up a stance with your sword drawn.

Marigold and Shen see an opening, and prepare to spring an attack while you have Cruz' attention.

>Distract him
>Stop them
>Other

>>45564365
>"Marigold, what's happening?"
I don't feel like giving that dick a response.

>>45564622
>Other

Rush him so that he's tied up, locking blades if possible to keep him stationary.

>>45564622
>Distract him
We are going to get him dead, regardless if a minion or we do it.
Kill him, and parade his body through the keep, then replenish our ranks from or other forces.

>>45564622
>Other
"You know what? You get the first strike. Since you're going to die here, I could do you at least one favor."

>>45564622
>Distract him

>>45564666
This, this is good plan

>>45564622
>>Stop them
ITS A TRAP

>>45564622
.....Try to wrestle him/disarm him even if it costs you a hand and start choking him.

>>45564676
You spread your arms, and invite Cruz to take the first swing. Vanessa tries to rush back in front of you, but Duncan holds her back.

"Daddy, no! No!" Despite her stuggle, Duncan manages to escort her from the room and into he hall, shutting the door behind them. Cruz watches, amused, and then turns back to you.

"You truly are arrogant. I'll take your offer, though." He spreads his legs, and tucks his sword into the sheathe on his belt. You've never seen this stance, but you only need to see it once. Just as you'd hoped, Marigold and Shen wait for him to take a step forward before springing into action. Unfortunately, you didn't plan for another uninvited guest.

A small knife flies through the air, striking Marigold in the thigh and causing her to collapse. Shen is distracted by this, and stops before leaping at Cruz. There is a flash of light, and suddenly Cruz is standing right before you, sword sliding from it's home with the speed of a diving hawk, blade turned up and coming across your chest in a smooth motion. You are just barely able to turn your body enough to avoid a fatal blow, but the cut does pierce your armor.

You take a step back, and grit your teeth at the burning pain of the cut as Cruz readjusts his stance to a more familiar one.

"Good work, child." His eyes flicker to the side, at a small child in white robes, holding another knife and a holy symbol.

>Attack Cruz
>Attack the child
>Other

>>45564935
>Attack Cruz
Kill him first of all

>>45564935
>Attack Cruz
>Other
Send Duncan after the kid, we take on Cruz.

>>45564935
FUCKING
KIDS
EVERY
TIME
>Other
Grab Cruz's sword and strike. Either he takes the hit or we take his sword.

>>45564935
>>Attack the child

>>45564935
>Attack the child
We'll tear him/her apart in front of Cruz, then prepare his/her soul for Vanessa. I've heard Cayenne goes great with unspoiled innocence.

>>45564935
>>Attack Cruz


>>45565006
Do you not like having fingers

>>45565029
>>45565034
You swing your arm wide, knocking Cruz aside and sending him rolling. Shen takes the chance to pounce, occupying Cruz as he tries to stand again, giving you a chance to lunge at the child.

Your strides are long and quick despite your size and weight, and you are upon him in moments. The weak thing freezes in fear, clearly not prepared for this, and merely stands petrified as you bring your sword down, cleaving the helpless brat in two. As the blood slashes across the floor of your training hall, you hear a scream of rage from behind you.

You whirl around and see Cruz with his blade hilt deep in Shen, who is barely holding back the sputter of blood trying to escape his mouth. Cruz retrieves his blade, and charges you blindly.

>Impale him
>Knock him aside
>Grab him
>Other

>>45565139
>>Impale him
The time for games is over.
Finish him.

>>45565139
>grab him and throw him mario style

>>45565139
>we never gave Shen that rematch

>>45565269
OH GAWD NO! :(

>>45565139
SHEEEEEEEEEN!!!!!

>>45565139
>>Impale him

Once it's all over, get our nigga shen medical aid IMMEDIATELY

>>45565139
>Impale him

>CALL THE NERCOMANCER, GET SHEN BACK. WE OWN HIM A REMATCH.

>>45565139
Kill him dead via impaling, but watch for any strikes he gets in while we impale him. Don't forget to twist for extra pain. Damn his soul if possible.

>>45565139
>Pick up the two halves of the child
>Attack Cruz with your improvised clubs

>>45565169
>>45565318
It's a trivial matter to wait for the right moment, then thrust your sword deep into Cruz belly. His momentum carries him forward until the cross-guard stops him. Blood gushes from his mouth, and runs down your hand to drip onto the floor. His arms go limp, and his sword clatters to the floor. His expression of wrath and terror is soon replaced by one of acceptance and amusement.

"I see. I suppose anger did lead me off of my path. Was this all a test, then?" You're not sure who he's speaking to, but you listen nonetheless. "You win. I'm just another blade of grass in the way of your sword. But, at the very least, I know you won't be able to sleep too well tonight, after seeing that." He smiles, and points limply to the ground behind you. You turn, and see only a white robe. No body or blood remains from the child you bisected. You grit your teeth and turn back to Cruz, who is chuckling despite the blood streaming down his lips.

"Finish me then, I'm tired of your stench."

>Twist the blade
>Bifurcate the Paladin
>Let Vanessa have him
>Other

>>45565462
If shen is concious ask him.

>>45565462
>>Let Vanessa have him

>>45565462
"Finish you? Death is too good for you."
Call in a favor from Shaka, make Cruz our undead thrall.

>>45565489
Putting my vote on this, otherwise
>Other
Turbo torture

>>45565521
supporting this, but make him still have his mind.

>>45565462
Let Vanessa have him

>>45565489
This.
Shen deserves vengeance, if he's still able. If not, get a medic in here for him.

As for Shen, voting for >>45565521

>>45565547
As for Cruz*

>>45565462
>Let Vanessa have him

WE PROMISED HER A MEAL

>>45565462
>Vanessa gets him

>>45565521
You ask Shen how he's feeling. You see him kneeling, with his hands forming a strange sign in front of his face. You can sense energy flowing rapidly through his body, pooling around his stomach.

"I can heal the major damage, but I will need time to rest. Do with the bastard what you will." You turn back to Cruz, barely hanging on. You know what you'll do. You summon Vanessa.

She enters, still clad in her pajamas, and strides confidently toward you. Cruz can't turn to see her until she is close, and does seem unsure of what's happening. Vanessa looks at you, nods, and then reaches out to caress his bloody face.

"Let me hold that for you, sweetheart," she says, grinning. Cruz' eyes go wide as she leans in, pressing her lips to his. His strength has drained with his blood, leaving hims too weak to turn away as she pries open his lips with hers. You hear a scream muffled by their joined mouths, and after a moment his skin begins turning pale and dry. When Vanessa finally pulls away, a trail of something golden and bright is made between them, and is sucked into Vanessa's mouth, which she closes and wipes clean.

"Mmm, daddy, can't I swallow this one? Paladins are so hard to come by." You refuse, and tell Duncan to summon Shaka.

An hour or so later, you sit in your office chair, with the body of the recently fallen Paladin spread across your desk. Vanessa sits cross legged on the arm of your chair, and files her nails while you await your guest.

Shaka enters your office through the wooden door behind Duncan. You greet him warmly, and Vanessa hisses.

>"Enough, dear."
>"Shaka, I believe you have something to say to my daughter."
>"Other

>>45565462
>Why would i kill you old friend?

>>45565783
>Other
"I feel like you owe me this one."
Gesture to Vanessa.

>>45565783
Ask him to apologise to Vanessa, but also to perform this service for us.
Raising Cruz as our thrall.

>>45565783
>You owe me this one, We almost lost the court case but as you see we hardly won.
Gesture at Vanessa.

>>45565783
>"Enough, dear."
>"When this is over, I'll feed you all the convicts on death row."

>>45565783
>>"Enough, dear."
>>"Shaka, I believe you have something to say to my daughter."

>>45565891
bump

>>45565833
You remind Shaka of his time with your daughter, and he seems genuinely apologetic.

"Sorry, kid, business is business." You ask if he wouldn't mind doing a little cracking and modding for you, pointing at Cruz' corpse. "Sure, sure, I love a good project, plus I'm technically supposed to be in prison for treason. Your boy here busted me out." Shake points a thumb at Duncan. He approaches the desk, rubs his bandaged hands together, and wiggles his fingers.

"Let's see what we have to work with. Hope you aren't shy!" He tears away the modesty tarp you spread over Cruz, revealing his nude form beneath.

"Oh my," comments Vanessa, blushing.

"Oh my," comments Duncan, blushing. Shaka gives the body a thorough once over.

"Let's see. Good muscle mass. Seems well fed. If I didn't know better I'd say you killed him fresh today, haha! Hmm... man, this guy is in great shape! And I'm not just talking about his BMI. This arm might be a problem though. It's not organic, so I can't really affect it. Without it, I can promise you he'll be a worse fighter, but if you leave it on you risk him remembering his old will. If we rip it off, I can grow him a new one but he'll wake up hungry as a lumberjack."

>Rip it off
>Leave it
>Other

>>45566203
>>Rip it off

>>45566203
Rip it off
Grow a new one, give him his soul, his first act as our thrall will be killing and consuming a death row prisoner as they scream. Cruzs punishment begins.

>>45566203
>Rip it off
Can't imagine a sentient zombie paladin being a great idea.

>>45566272
I like this. Make sure he's aware of everything happening but cannot disobey.

>>45566203
>Rip it off.

>>45566321
i support this.

>>45566244
You reach out and tear the arm out. Luckily you had Duncan drain his blood first, so all the comes out is a little loose meat.

"Perfect! Just let me do a few adjustments." Shaka produces a bag of tools, mostly sharp blades and hooks, and begins working. The process takes about an hour as the three of you watch, until he stands up straight and sighs.

"Done and dusted. Now the vessel just needs a soul." You order Vanessa to cough it up, and she frowns. She opens her mouth to reveal the golden shining soul still lingering on her tongue, and prepares to reintroduce it, sliding off of the arm of your chair and leaning in to Cruz.

"Whoa, you're gonna use his old soul? Most people don't keep those around. Fun fact, you can actually use just about any soul for a thrall. Common misconception really. In fact, if you want to gather them up, I can stuff this guy with as many souls as you want. Each one lends it's experience and knowledge to his power. Of course, if you put the old soul back in it'll resist any new ones you try to add. It's kind of complicated." You rub your chin. Vanessa looks at you with puppy dog eyes, silently asking permission to swallow what may possibly be the only Paladin soul she'll ever have the immense pleasure of rolling around in her mouth.

>Use the old soul, torture Cruz forever
>Use an amalgam of souls, to create a truly loyal thrall
>Ask for more fun, albeit currently useless info on soul power

>>45566321
That was the idea, but perhaps my post didn't explain it well enough

>>45566462
>>Use an amalgam of souls, to create a truly loyal thrall

>>45566462
Use the old soul.

>>45566462
>Use an amalgam of souls to create a truly loyal thrall

Remember we gotta piss off the God, let our daughter have what we promised. We're good dads after all.

>>45566462
Darling, any other paladin I would let you eat him, but Cruz needs to suffer. How about it, the next paladin soul is yours.

>>45566493
Dooo iiit let him know the monster he is.

>>45566462
>>Use an amalgam of souls, to create a truly loyal thrall
>>Ask for more fun, albeit currently useless info on soul power

We promised our daughter a good meal.

Besides, Cruz might end up remembering himself.

Also, since Shaka mentioned he was imprisoned for treason, most likely due to the fact that he covered for us, offer him a job with us.

>>45566462
>Use the old soul, torture Cruz forever

>>45566462
>Use the old soul, torture Cruz forever
Promise Vanessa we'll find her another paladin to gobble up.

>>45566536
I support this.

>>45566462
Voting this >>45566523

>>45566462
Treat our daughter and revive all of our troops at the same time? Is this a trick question?
>All of the souls

I'd like to ask that all votes be linked to the post they're voting on, just to make it easier for me to count. If the post is not a vote, don't link it, just make it a normal response. Sorry if that's troublesome

>>45566597
Noted OP

>>45566462
>Use an amalgam of souls.

>>45566462
>>Use the old soul, torture Cruz forever
Support, let the paliden know what monster he has become for all eternity serving you..

>>45566692
You tell Shaka you want to use an amalgam. He nods, and asks where you plan to get them. You instruct Duncan to lead him around the fortress and scrape up as many lingering souls he can from the minions, and gather them together. The two of them exit the room, leaving you alone with Vanessa. You give her permission to indulge herself, and she giggles happily.

She plops herself down in your lap and kicks her feet, chewing on the divine soul, enjoying it's flavor. You're a little jealous you can't eat souls raw like she can. You watch as she presses her palms to her cheeks, giggling and blushing at the rich, sweet and decadent flavor filling her mouth. She leans her head on your chest, and opens her mouth to show you it's contents. You see a golden, almost liquid substance, shifting and rippling. You can hear a faint scream of horror from her throat, just before she closes her mouth again, and takes it all down in one big gulp. Vanessa traces a finger down her throat, between her breasts, and stops at her stomach. A small burp slips out through her lips, and she blushes even more.

"Excuse me!" After wiping her mouth, she pulls herself up into another hug. "Thank you! You're the best, daddy!"

>"You earned it, sweetie."
>"I hope you enjoyed it, because the next one is off limits."
>"How was it?"
>Other

>>45566823
>>"I hope you enjoyed it, because the next one is off limits."

>>45566823
You earned it sweetie.
Now then, we need more soldiers.
A lot more.

>>45566823
>I hope you enjoyed it, because the next one is off limits
>WE NEED AN ARMY NOW
Bonerwhy?

>>45566823
>>"You earned it, sweetie."

Also >>45566845
We need fresh new troops to send to their deaths

Also, making my suggestion again to offer Shaka a job since he went to prison most likely because of us.

>She leans her head on your chest, and opens her mouth to show you it's contents. You see a golden, almost liquid substance, shifting and rippling
>Vanessa traces a finger down her throat, between her breasts, and stops at her stomach
L-lewd!

>>45566857
Vanessa always swallows

>>45566823
>"You earned it, sweetie."

>>45566897
She's our daughter, sicko!

>>45566897
I didn't need this.

>>45566972
>She's our daughter, sicko!
Yes? And your point is?

>>45566823
>Other
Get a new headminion, i miss bob.

>>45566972
You tell Vanessa it's the least she deserves after what she's been through, and she seems pleased to hear it.

Vanessa's oral escape took long enough that Duncan and Shaka return very soon after, with a bottle containing a green flame. Shake approaches the body, holds open the mouth, and begins pouring. The flame spills into Cruz' mouth, seemingly endless in supply.

"While I'm doing this, I need one of you to take one of my tool and jam it in his arm socket." Duncan takes up the call, picking out an old bone carved with runes, inserting it as Shaka instructs. Without warning, muscle and bone begin growing in place of the missing arm, creating one identical to the left.

When Shaka's bottle finally runs out, he corks it, and stands back. The corpse begins breathing, albeit harshly, and color returns to the skin. It's still quite pale, but it would pass for living. A long series of runes and marks drawn into the flesh by Shaka light up, and burn away as if made from paper, until the last one is gone and the body begins shaking violently. After a minute or so of this, is sits bolt upright, and peers around the room. Upon seeing you, it slides off of the desk and leans into a bow.

"My dark lord," it says, in the voice of a hundred men, "It is good to see you. We live to serve."

>Roll 1d100 to name the bouncing baby thrall
>Ties will be broken by first to post
>You may roll for another person's suggestion to increase it's odds
>Do not cheat, use your honor

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>45567217
Legion

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>45567217
>>Roll 1d100 to name the bouncing baby thrall
Bob the second

>>45567264
I approve, and so do the dice gods

>>45567217
We shall name him in honor of our favorite ex-minion: Bob the Legion.

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>45567296
Fucking hell I forgot to roll.

>>45567272
i approve of this.

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>45567296
Nah it's Legion Bob.

Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>45567296
>
YEAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!

Rolled 5 (1d20)

Bob's Legion?

>>45567364
>
1d100 bro

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>45567402
shit senpai you right

>These rolls
The dice gods don't like bob

>>45567559
>The dice gods don't like bob
BOOOOOOB WE MISS YOU...COME BAACK

Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>45567568
Surely this 1 will avenge Bob!

>>45567579
OP PLEASE..

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>45567217
Voting this and making sure its massive. >>45567264

>>45567264
You dub this creation "Legion". He accepts his new name with pride.

"I live to serve you, my dark lord, but I must confess, I hunger."

>Allow legion to clean out those cramped jail cells in town
>Have Vanessa escort him to hell for a snack on the First Level
>"All in time, my thrall."
>Other

>>45567640
>Allow legion to clean out those cramped Jail cells in town

ROOM SERVICE. GOTTA CLEAN UP.

>>45567640
>Allow legion to clean out those cramped jail cells in town
Let's give him a taste for criminals and dissenters.

>>45567640
>>Allow legion to clean out those cramped jail cells in town

>>45567640
>Other
Get vannessa to escort him for fastfood but for souls/mcdonalds

>>45567666
You travel together with Legion to town, still nude as a newborn. One look from you and the constabulary stands down, allowing you to pass into the packed holding cells. Thieves, murderers, rapists, and drunks line the walls of the stone hall, held back by iron bars.

Legion walks out into the middle of the hall, and takes a good look around, before turning back to you.

"Will these be my meal tonight, my dark lord?"

>"Make it quick, we're on a schedule."
>"Just take as many as it needs."
>"All you can eat buffet."
>Other

>>45567837
>>"Just take as many as it needs."

>>45567837
>As many as you need

Well since Sleepy is naming. Might as well.

>>45567837
>Just take as many as it needs

>>45567837
>>"Just take as many as it needs."
Also
Christian a new bob.