>>45816833
>>Be patient, and assign guards to all wagons from now on

>>45817222
Rather than act hastily, you give the order to have armed guards escort supply wagons from now on. Rushing into conflict can be dangerous, and so it should never be done without forethought.

The guards meet resistance on the first few runs, and you lose a few men, but after that the raids all but cease. The newest problem seems to be amassing forces along the border. The fort scouts see them daily, setting up small camps just outside of projectile range. Your men have become quite accurate with bows, but only a siege weapon could reach from the distance at which they sit.

A week after this news reaches you, duncan returns to the fortress with a missive, sealed in wax. You tear it open, and are slightly surprised to find it is from the Senate of the nation to the west. They request your presence for a peace council, ignoring the fact that they are the aggressors in this relationship so far.

Duncan advises against this meeting, as it reeks of a trap. But he who knows himself, and not his enemy, may suffer in battle.

>Attend
>Send Duncan
>Send Vanessa
>Ignore the request

>>45817360
>Ignore the request
Fuck 'em.

>>45817360
I say we reply, asking them to meet us, as they are the aggressors.

>>45817425
You rip the message into shreds, and sprinkle them into the dustbin. Duncan seems relieved, and returns to his work.

A few days pass, and the enemy seems to be remaining stationary. The scouts estimate something approaching thirty-thousand, a match for your own forces, though they seem to carry little more than spears and roundshields. Things remain here for nearly a month, until another message arrives, this time worded in such a way that you'd almost think these people believe themselves on the high ground. It's almost threatening.

"Please attend, or action will be taken." It says.

>Attend
>Ignore the message
>Send Duncan
>Send Vanessa
>Order the border forts to open fire as your reply
>Other

>>45817563
Attend. An ally is better than the enemy at your gates.

>>45817697
You roll your eyes, and decide to at least hear them out. Duncan and Vanessa prepare a small dossier on the enemy, and you set off in the morning.

Rather than teleport, you elect to ride a coach, first to buy time to decide on a course of action, and second to have a look at the lands of your rivals personally.

The plains and hills of the enemy territory are quite similar to yours. The road you follow passes by several farming fields and a ranch, which seems to breed fine riding horses. Worth taking note of. You pass through three towns, each more pathetic and afraid than the last.

>Carry yourself nobly
>Be kind, attempt to humanize yourself
>Take no grit, that they might come to think you are weak

>>45817881
>Carry yourself nobly

>>45817881
>>Be kind, attempt to humanize yourself
You catch more flies with honey, etc.

>>45817915
Then they will think we are just an up jumped peasant conqueror

>>45817881
>Be kind, attempt to humanize yourself
Only they have attempted agressive action, we are the innocent party here, so we will act the wounded lamb. Until they see our wolves teeth.

>>45818016
You act quite sweet to the smallfolk, helping elderly women cross the road, assisting house-pets down from high trees, and flirting with all. The people grow to like you, and yet you sense that they do not quite understand the power you wield. Still, it makes things quite interesting when every innkeeper bids for your business, rather than force you to stay in the state approved lodgings. Young women seem quite taken with you as well, ignoring the salt and pepper in your hair to focus on the luster of your armor and the weight of your coin-purse, both metaphorically and literally.

You arrive at the final town late one night, just outside of the range of the capitol. The driver leaves you at a small inn that looks to be little more than a termite-eaten shack with a room that holds nothing but a straw mat and a candle.

This is a tactic as old as you, and likely older. They plan to give you a hard night of sleep, to put you off your game come the meeting. Now you must play your hand.

>Refuse these pathetic lodgings and acquire a proper bed
>Sleep here, it's only one night
>Teleport home in secret and have hot chocolate with Vanessa before a power nap in your custom made bed
>Other

>>45818112
>>Teleport home in secret and have hot chocolate with Vanessa before a power nap in your custom made bed
Put them on the backfoot, make them think successful. Leave a decoy in the bed, make it look like yourself etc.

>>45818112
>Teleport home in secret and have hot chocolate with Vanessa before a power nap in your custom made bed
The only choice.

>>45818112
>Teleport home in secret and have hot chocolate with Vanessa before a power nap in your custom made bed

>>45818149
You leave your armor on the mat, careful to place a death curse on it so that none may move it without succumbing to the dread virus known to the common man as "The Shitting Death". That done, you take a dark step back into your own home and pull on your dressing gown before whipping up a couple of mugs of hot cocoa with marshmallows.

You find Vanessa in your office, going over a pile of paperwork and reports. You give her a break, and sip the drinks together as you catch up on recent events.

"So, Daddy, about the deal we made?" You recall with great annoyance the promise to sire Vanessa what can only be described as a 'pet brother', if she were to find a suitable mother to such a child. You admit as much.

"Well, I lined up some good choices, and I think it would be nice if you met some of them. It would only be for business at first, but maybe you'll like one of them enough to get drunk and fuck over the desk?"

>"Not now, dear, I have far too much going on."
>"Maybe when this little war is in full swing."
>"Dear, I only made that deal to distract you."
>Other

>>45818298
>"Maybe when this little war is in full swing."

>>45818298
>Other
Bring all of them in, at the same time. The winner is the first one who gets pregnant before I need to teleport back.

I'm also mad that I was banned last weekend and missed delicious /ss/

>>45818298
>"Maybe when this little war is in full swing."

>>45818524
Vanessa seems a bit pouty, but she's like that whenever she doesn't get her way. Thw two of you finish your cocoa, and head to bed. After a tight six hours of sleep, you wake, wash up, and head back to the cubbyhole that is your inn room.

When you arrive, you are only somewhat surprised to see a rather large and sharp knife protruding from the gorget of your armor. Had you been in it, you might have suffered a bad scratch. It might even have inflamed. More important, someone had the courage to try and kill you in your sleep tonight, but they're long gone now. Quite informative.

>Get dressed and wait for sunrise
>Begin searching the town for the culprit
>Head toward the capitol on your own, rather than suffer any future plans of your foes
>Other

>>45818609
>Head toward the capitol on your own, rather than suffer any future plans of your foes
Toss the knife on the table during negotiations, exclaim how you came here to broker peace, made relations with your people, but all this nation has offered is violence towards you.

>>45818640
I support this.

>>45818640
I also support this.

>>45818693
>>45818701
lads, link to the post, so he can count the votes easier

>>45818640
You stow the knife away for now, and head out into the night. You roust the stablemaster and purchase a strong horse before mounting up and riding out into the deep blue dawn.

You follow the road at full gallop, and arrive just after sunrise at the capitol with an exhausted horse, which you promptly flip for the price of directions to the Senate. You travel the streets of the capitol city, opulent and ostentatious, with buildings hewn from marble and granite, and people robed in fine wools. Clearly the place has enjoyed an era of prosperity, and likely survives entirely on tithes from the surrounding regions.

Your armor gets many looks, and some guards even attempt to accost you, but it takes little more than a wave of the hand to send them tumbling into the street. When you at last reach the Senate building, you are stopped by two heavily armed and decorated soldiers who look to have seen their fair share of combat.

>Kill them on the spot
>Toss them aside
>Demand to be given audience
>Other

>>45818827
>Demand to be given audience

>>45818827
>>Demand to be given audience
Let's not cause too much trouble, but they should still know we're better than them.

>>45818827
>Other
Just walk through them, don't even acknowledge them. Like a tsunami through a wooden wall, unstoppable. Or like a couple of kids trying to take down a slowly sauntering armor golem.

>>45818827
>Demand to be given audience

>>45818911
You plant your feet, cross your arms, and demand to be given audience with the Senate. The two guards are angry at first, but after a couple of fruitless attempts to impale you on their pikes, they just seem confused and concerned. Eventually, one of them gives in and heads inside to speak with an official. You wait patiently, and soon enough a fat, balding man in fine clothes jogs out to meet you and guide you in.

The Senate building is quite magnificent. Thousands of the people's hard earned taxes must have gone into this marble and tile temple to democracy. As you walk the halls, following the portly man, you wonder if maybe you might redo the fortress in a more modern style.

You arrive in a large chamber, circular and shaped something like a bowl, with seats rising all around. Most of them are filled with old men and a few rare women, all eyeing you like hawks. The portly man leads you to the center, and hurries away to seal the chamber door. You take a long look around, searching for signs of weakness. At least half of the hundred attendees here look ready to rip you in half, if they only could.

>Wait for them to speak
>Speak first
>Other

>>45819102
>Speak first
Give a long projected talk about how you were attacked by them, at your boarders, by an assassin when you slept, and now, by the guards who are in this place.
How will they make reperations?

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>>45819102
>Wait for them to speak
Let them give us their best shot. We're pretty much perfect.

>>45819102
>wait for them to speak

It's our gimmick.

>>45819181
You stand at the middle of the room, saying nothing. You find a good spot to stare at in the crowd, and focus there with the intensity of the sun. Eventually whispers begin to rise up in the silence, until finally the silence is deafening, and someone must speak.

"Lord of the Freelands, might we ask why it is you have seen fit to visit us so early? Our meeting was not to begin for another six hours. We intended to give you time to eat, and enjoy our famous bathhouse, known far and wide for it's soothing and healing properties."

That even now they would push tourism is evidence of their decadence.

>"I was almost killed last night. I trust you know this."
>"Your lands are pathetic, and your people revolting. Hand them over now, or suffer the storm of blood and agony."
>"The early bird gets the worm."
>Other

>>45819344
>>"I was almost killed last night. I trust you know this."
And their guards attempted to kill you when you entered today.
You have had 2 attempts on your life since you entered this place, as well as them killing your people. What price will they pay?

>>45819344
>Other

say nothing and stare and maybe cross our arms if we feel like it

>>45819344
>>45819369
this one

>>45819344
>>"The early bird gets the worm."

>>45819344
>"Your lands are pathetic, and your people revolting. Hand them over now, or suffer the storm of blood and agony."

>>45819344
>"The early bird gets the worm."

>>45819369
You go over the offenses against you, including the attacks on your supply wagons. They murmur for a moment, before the same man, tall and strong despite his age, speaks again. If he isn't their leader, he's got some influence.

"Please, Lord of the Freelands, we beg you to see reason. It was not our man who targeted you in the night, nor was it our troops who raided your wagons. This can all be explained by common banditry! As for our guards, they were merely acting on orders to secure the premises against all potential threats. Surely you can see the logic there?"

The Senate begins to murmur again. They seem quite sure of themselves.

>"I've been at this game much longer than any of you. I wrote the textbook on diversion. Reimburse me, or die here."
>"Very well, all is forgiven."
>"I have no time for these pleasant words. I'm here to declare war against your pitiful state."
>Other

>>45819519
>>Other
As a leader of a nation, and a military leader, I am disgusted that you would try such a feeble lie. I know the difference between banditry and organised strikes. These lies only strengthen my belief on what I see before me, a pit of vipers.
> I'm here to declare war against your pitiful state."
Or you will give me leadership, and reperations for the insults you have given me. Or I will take what I will.

>>45819519

>"I've been at this game much longer than any of you. I wrote the textbook on diversion. Reimburse me, or die here."

>>45819519
>>45819569
I support this.

>>45819519
>>45819569
I support this as well.

>>45819569
You assure them you won't fall for such feeble attempts at deception, and that your only reason for coming here is to make an official declaration of war against them, unless of course they're willing to simply hand you their lands peacefully. You can feel the disdain fill the room like water, and it's nearly as hard to breathe as if that were literal. The Senators begin shouting and bickering, until the old man manages to bring them to order, and make one last attempt to appease you.

"Lord of the Freelands, please. We need not come to blows. We are more than willing to forgive your incursion into our territory, and we are sure you can overlook a few unfounded claims of aggression. Please, think rationally. Our military might is known across the continent, and your forces are but peasants with sharp sticks and a year of drilling. A war would only cause needless bloodshed."

You actually hear some of the Senators chuckle. It seems the sly insult to your armed forces went over well. The sad fact is they aren't wrong. They outnumber you ten to one, have better training, more commanders, superior arms, and worst of all more experience in war. Then again, you have yourself, a succubus, an assassin, a thrall, a warrior, and a child who has grown to have some sort of obsession with the flesh of women.

>"Very well. I shall see you on the field of battle."
>"Very well. Maybe we can come to an agreement."
>Kill the Senators
>Others

>>45819729
>Kill the Senators
Cut off the head of the snake.
Message our lovely daughter that she has military leaders to sway, theirs, all of them. Time to take this place over, we can avoid a war, with intelligence.
Have Duncan poison the water of any military outpost that doesn't fall under Vanessa's sway. And for our sake, don't get caught this time, if he doesn, there will be a reckoning.

>>45819729
>>"Very well. I shall see you on the field of battle."
As we leave kill every guard to approach us. Creatively

>>45819729
>Kill the Senators
Kill them all, collapse the building, run out battered and bloodied, claim you have no idea what just happened but you're sure some group of malcontents was behind it, and considering the local establishment is unable to deal with such a threat you take it upon yourself to do it... annexing some land without officially declaring war on a government that isn't there.

And even if they don't fall for it, taking out their leaders is always a good thing.

>>45819729
>>45819784
Maybe change this a bit so Shen and Legion also kill some of their leaders as a show of force, it is pretty good otherwise.
Voting this.

>>45819784
>>45819824
Inb4 all the senators have nanomachine powers.

>>45819784
You are tired of chatter. You reach out and turn your open palm upward, summoning your Hellfire Sword, which falls intoyour grip gently as it materializes. The room falls deathly silent, and you pick a nice fat women to cleave in two with a leaping downward slash.

Suddenly the room is all screams and heavy footsteps. The Senators try to climb over one another to escape as you bisect them with wide and powerful swings. Some of them tumble down the high partitions and make for the door. If you're going to do something, you're going to do it right. With a snap of your fingers, you summon a wall of flames to block the door, setting one of the Senators on fire and burning him to a sizzling mass of meat and fat within moments. Another snap of the finger calls forth Legion, the undead amalgamation of a thousand souls. One look at the carnage, and his brief moment of confusion turns to one of total understanding. He draws his longsword from it's home on his back, and begins slashing through the stampeding crowd of aristocrats.

Together the two of you massacre the defenseless democrats, and stand soaked in blood and gore as the doors to the chamber begin sounding with great force from the other side. It seems the guards have come to see what the ruckus was.

>Open the doors and let loose your hound on them
>Teleport away, leave them in suspense
>Summon the whole gang, we're having a party
>Other

>>45820041
>>Summon the whole gang, we're having a party
Heck why not start the full blown invasion

>>45820041
>Teleport away, leave them in suspense
Time to ready Vanessa, to sway their military leaders to our side.

>>45820041
>teleport away and leave them in suspense.

It's much more scary that way

>>45820041
>>45820088
I support this. What better way to start an invasion than from the inside? Bring in everyone except Marigold, tell her to lead the troops in more mundane ways.

We're attacking from two fronts.

>>45820160
Not a bad idea, but I think Vanessa would be better swaying the military leaders, and stopping the enemy making a good defense and offense.

>>45820089
You call Legion to your side. He rips his sword from the back of a dead Senator and wipes it clean on the corpse's clothes before leaping up to stand beside you. When the doors to the chamber finally burst open, causing three unfortunate guards to tumble forward into the fiery wall and burn, you teleport away with your best haunting laugh.

Back home, you dismiss Legion back to the front and order him and Shen to slaughter any and all who try to cross the border without discrimination. You wipe some of the blood from your armor and summon Vanessa and the others.

You tell her you'll need her help taking the minds of some of their more powerful leaders, as well as Duncan's hand for those too strong willed to succumb to charm. They both nod, and begin preparing mentally. You get yourself cleaned up, and get ready to stride into the fray if need be.

In mere hours, the border forts are under attack. Though made from wood and mud, they hold strong, and with the help of Legion and Shen, two of the attacking forces are decimated and routed within the first day. The remaining forts hold until the first night, but you have already begun to lose men. The only saving grace is that thanks to your troops bow training, they are able to fire an effective volley that lands squarely on the attacking force before they can make it to the walls of the fort.

You need to find some way to even the odds for your men.

>Charge into battle yourself
>Send Vanessa and Duncan to begin persuading the commanders
>Retreat, and drag the enemy into your lands for a terrain advantage
>Other

>>45820329
>Send Vanessa and Duncan to begin persuading the commanders
Vanessa to 'persuade' and Duncan to slay.
Then we >Charge into battle yourself
make a nice wedge of soldiers behind us, take out their strongest, and keep moving fight to fight
perhaps even start rumours that we are everywhere
send Legion to help those also

>>45820329
>Send Vanessa and Duncan to begin persuading the commanders
Get them commanders seduced and bent to our/her will

>>45820372
Sounds pretty good.

>>45820372
You send Vanessa and Duncan to begin dealing with the commanders in the capitol, while you head toward the border to join the melee yourself.

You are undoubtedly more powerful than anything they have, including siege weapons, and yet they have the advantage in numbers. It seems like you are fighting nonstop from sunrise to sunset, felling hundreds, only for hundreds more to take their place. Even when a fort seems safe, you travel to the next and find your men overwhelmed, and in need of rescue. Legion and Shen help, but they can only slay one man at a time, and within two weeks the three of you are all but dead on your feet from exhaustion. Your age had finally caught up to you.

You sit, breathing heavily within the walls of one of your forts, taking water and food from one of the troops as the enemy charges your position, armed with wooden shields to block your men's arrows from above. Shen and Legion are scattered to other outposts, leaving you and the hundred fighting men and women you have to fend of an approaching force of two thousand.

>Gather yourself and charge into the field
>Retreat
>Other

>>45820624
>>Retreat
Begin dragging them back into our own land, Have our daughter begin infiltrating the enemy commanders and killing them. Duncan and Merigold can set up ambushes for the main forces and Shen and legion can lead hit and run attacks on the baggage trains of the enemy's, cutting of their supplies.

>>45820624
>>Gather yourself and charge into the field
How much magic can we sling around?
walls of fire vs cavalry, freezing ice beneath marching men etc
we need to use our wits more
what news from Vanessa? has she swayed their generals? can we get reprieve and infighting in their forces?

Could we call our old buddy Ray? Maybe he would enjoy the idea of slaughtering hundreds of men with us.

>>45820745
Guy's night out. Highest score wins.

>>45820745
>>45820756
Oh shit, this would be amazing
'I have been fighting for weeks, if you don't get more than me, you owe me a forfeit, just like in college.'
>>45820624
>>45820717
And get news from Vanessa too, see how we get on in the seducing front

>>45820745
Ray is retired, and as such is much more content to play golf and assemble models than hurt his back lugging around his old spellbooks.

>>45820807
a pity
a nice legolas and gimli competition would be fun

>>45820717
You do your best to use the very limited magic you know to augment your odds, but even then the sheer number of attackers surrounding you and rushing past you to your men is exhausting to deal with. After an hour of constant melee, you finally lose strength in your legs, and fall to one knee. Before you know it, your limbs are being bound in rope, and though you have the strength of a hundred men, it is diminished by your physical state, and you struggle to remain free. You hear your own men begin charging from their safe place atop the fort walls, taking spear and knife up in your defense. The brave fools slay a good number, but are in turn slain themselves, until you are the only man left, rolling on the ground and resisting the pull of a dozen hempen lassos.

>Give in, rest and regain your strength while they cart you off
>Keep fighting, you'll never give in to these whelps

>>45820888
>Give in, rest and regain your strength while they cart you off
Can we just teleport away?
Let them take us, but give the men a wink when they bring us away, make it look like the part of a plan.

>>45820888
>>Give in, rest and regain your strength while they cart you off
Lets start talking to them, recall the first time we were captured on the battler field.

>>45820888
>Give in, rest and regain your strength while they cart you off
Then teleport the fuck away.

>>45820888
>Keep fighting, you'll never give in to these whelps
Even if they take us, we might as well take a good number of them down with us.

>>45820913
You can, but you'd either have to bring them with you or ditch your armor

>>45820981
Bring them, they'll be confused and surrounded.

>>45820981
Welp let them cart us off, show us to their leader and then destroy him by flexing our muscles out of the ropes. Pretend that we have been overwhelmed.

>>45820981
>>45821020
Yeah, bring them, right into our fort, where we have troops waiting to slaughter them.

>>45820919
You relax your arms and legs, and are dragged to the floor. The enemy troops cheer and howl as they drag you along the ground, bind you as best they can, and toss you into a wagon some two miles away. You consider summoning aid, but Shen and Legion are occupied defending their own position, and you may compromise any plans that Duncan and Vanessa are currently in the middle of enacting. You rest your body as they take you away, back toward whatever hole they came from. You manage to sleep for a few hours undisturbed, before waking hungry and thirsty and sore. You do have most of your strength back, however, and you can afford to use a bit of your magic again, though teleporting further than the nearest town will leave you completely drained for a while.

>Break the bonds and attack the men, numerous though they may be
>Teleport to safety and hide out until you are rested
>Speak to your captors, try to take measure of them
>Other

>>45821112
>Break the bonds and attack the men, numerous though they may be
Then eat, drink and leave.

>>45821112
>>Other
Open the door to the cart up and walk away, they should be stuned. When they try to stop us turn around tell them for the excellent slumber and your so happy that the "traitor's" helped you escape (this will confuse them). Then teleport the hell out of there.

>>45821112
>>45821171
I support this person, time for confusion.

>>45821162
Simple and easy
Voting for this
>>45821112

>>45821171
You wiggle a bit, to find out the strength of the rope binding you. It's quite high quality, you must admit, and the knots are very well made, but even so you are able to snap the weave and break yourself loose after some time. That done, you break down the door of the cart and leap from it, landing safely on the ground amid a procession of marching men. They are shocked, giving you just enough time to summon your weapon and cut them down, creating a path to freedom.

As you dash across the stony field, you thank them for attending you while you rested. They try to take up weapons and charge again, but they are confused, and you have plenty of time to teleport to safety.

You arrive in the closest location hosting human life, which unfortunately turns out to be a small homestead near the edge of a large wood. You collide with the ground, tired and half starved, doing everything you can to stay conscious and upright. As you stand again, you see the house in the distance come to life with light in the window. The front door opens slowly, and a person peeks out. Seeing you, they emerge and rush toward you.

>Prepare to attack, none must know where you are while you recover
>Banish your armor, it's a dead giveway, and you doubt there are troops for another fifty miles
>Try to escape into the fields
>Try to escape into the forest
>Other

>>45821373
>>Other
See who they are first, we have been super nice to everyone in this country, so they should like us. If not, killing them should be easy.

>>45821373
>>Other
Ask them if they wish to see something cool, then summon our sword and set it on fire. With that done ask if they don't mind if we bum with them for the night. If they refuse thank them and walk into the house through the door.

>>45821373
>Voting this >>45821426

Howdy OP, How you doing man?

>>45821426
You take a knee and wait as the person dwelling within the homestead approaches. The dim light of oncoming evening makes it hard to make them out but for a silhouette, but when they arrive it becomes clear it is a young woman. She comes to a stop beside you, and asks if you're able to stand. You tell her you can, and she helps you to your feet. She begins guiding you back toward the house, where you sense more people.

>Go along with it
>Push her away
>Other

>>45821742
>>Go along with it

>>45821742
>Go along with it
Walk by ourselves however, we are not weak.
Thank her, but be ready for treachery.

>>45821742
>>Go along with it

>>45821742
>Go along with it, but be prepared

>>45821779
You allow her to guide you to the house, though you gird yourself for the worst. As you climb the wooden steps, you hear voices inside. Through the doorway, you feel the warmth of a fireplace, and smell fresh baked bread. You look around this quaint hovel, and see shelves filled with jars of jam, as well as various wooden toys scattered on the floor and countertop. There is a pile of dirty clothes beside a now empty washtub, and you can hear the whispers go totally silent. The young woman leads you to a chair, where you sit, and behold a large door set in a wall that divides the building in two. Whoever was speaking is no doubt on the other side of it.

The young woman moves deftly to the small kitchen and begins preparing a pot of hot water. She does so without even asking, and quickly returns to you.

"Please, you must be dead tired. Take off that armor and relax, tea and bread will be ready soon."

>"No, my armor stays on."
>Take off your armor
>Teleport out of your armor
>"Who are you? Why are you doing this?"
>Other

>>45821999
>"No, my armor stays on."
But take off the helmet if we need to to eat. Also, if we have money, we pay debts, give them some gold for this kindness.
Also, how suceptible to poisoning are we?

>>45821999
>Who are you, Why are you doing this? And my armor stays on...ignore it.

>>45821999
>>Who are you, Why are you doing this? Leave the armour on, but take of the helmet

>>45822042
Fairly susceptible, though you're able to identify common poison by smell and taste

>>45822118
Ok, well, accept the food and drink, but check for poison obviously. You don't live long by being foolish.

>>45822139
>>45822118
Seconded

>>45822099
You remove your helmet, and feel the fresh air of the room wash across your face. You didn't realize how used to the odor of sweat and blood you'd gotten the past few days. You ask the woman who she is, and why she'd go to the trouble to help a random man wandering in her yard.

"I'm Priscilla. I take care of this cottage for the owner, as well as other things. When I first saw you, I thought you might be him, returned from a venture abroad, but clearly you aren't. Even so, he wouldn't have turned you away, and nor will I. I take it from your armor you are a fighting man? Perhaps a mercenary hired to combat the invaders from the east?" She continues the conversation as she takes the whistling kettle from the stovetop and begins pouring water into a cup, dunking a teabag into it to soak.

>"Yes, that's right. I'm but a hired sword."
>"Not quite, but my business is mine, thank you."
>"I am the invader. Surprise."
>Other

>>45822042
this, but check for any poison in case of doubt

>>45822270
>Not quite, But my business is mine own. You surely understand how it is in these times.

I really wanted to go the invader route. But clearly they are brainwashed.

>>45822270
>>"Not quite, but my business is mine, thank you.

>>45822270
>>"Not quite, but my business is mine, thank you."

>>45822270
>"Not quite, but my business is mine, thank you."
Although i haven't heard that much about these invaders of the East

Lets see what they have told their people.

>>45822270
>>45822356 This, I'm curious too.

>>45822299
She seems put off, but doesn't pry, and hands you a cup full of tea, as well as a piece of day old bread with a bit of jam from the shelves. You take a secret sniff, and detect nothing immediately threatening, then have a small sip. Mint, you think.

She sits down across from you, and you ask her about the invaders. She is surprised you've never heard of them, but explains anyway.

"The soldiers who came through here said that an evil man was amassing power to the east, and killing anyone who crossed his path. I don't get to leave the cottage, so I don't know much about the world I can't see, but I do find it a little hard to believe such a man exists. I think sometimes that the soldiers are lying to find support from the people. Then again, the master of this cottage tells me often that there are cruel people in the world, who only wish to see others suffer." She takes a long sip from her cup, and looks you dead in the eye. "What do you think?"

>"Evil is very real. And it's all around us."
>"Duality is what the weak blame for their weakness. Power belongs to those who take it."
>"I don't know. Morality isn't something to be discussed over tea."
>Other

>>45822510
>>"Evil is very real. And it's all around us."

>>45822510
>"Duality is what the weak blame for their weakness. Power belongs to those who take it. Wither they do it for a just reason or evil is all opinion based."

She doesn't seem very educated if she's been locked up like this and is a peasant.

>>45822510
>"Duality is what the weak blame for their weakness. Power belongs to those who take it."

>>45822510
>>Other
People are people, we are petty, we fight, squabble and hold grudges. Saying someone is pure good or pure evil is nonsense. The real question is, how to they act? Sometimes the boy who bullied you becomes a hero, or the old grumpy women saves hundreds of lives with medicine. It is about perspective. People look too close to themselves, what people should do is think about consequences. You acted out of kindness towards me, but I could be cruel. However, even if I was, or am, does that mean I will kill you? No, of course not. Because, using perspective, you have aided me, so I have nothing to gain for harming you. In this hypothetical scenario.

>>45822613
She seems to comprehend your logic. You take another sip from the cup, and finish the bread and jam in a single bite. It goes down a bit rough, but food is food. After finishing your drinks, she takes the cup and moves them to a small pile of dirty plates. There are enough there to feed a dozen, unless she's just a very lazy washer up. She returns to her seat with something in her mouth, probably candy by the smell of butterscotch.

"Well, you seem a bit better off than before. I shouldn't offer this, but if you'd like to sleep here for the night, I'm sure the master wouldn't mind. That is, if you'd like to."

You can't teleport again, at least not to anywhere safe. If you have a good meal and a long night's rest, you'd be in top form, but you doubt she has that much to spare in her cupboards. Still, there's no way of following you here at the moment, so perhaps this is a good place to stay.

>"I accept, but I shall be gone by morning."
>"No, I can't trouble you further. I'll be on my way."
>Other

>>45822789
>>"I accept, but I shall be gone by morning."

>>45822789
>>"No, I can't trouble you further. I'll be on my way."
Do we have money? Could we leave some spending cash for the girl?

>>45822820
We have a business card we could give her.

>>45822789
>"No, I can't trouble you further. I'll be on my way." But payment is due for services rendered.... and give business card if we need a maid or servant type

>>45822789
>Stay the night
>Pay for it if we can.

>>45822886
This

>>45822789
>>45822928
this

>>45822886
You tell her you can't in good conscience continue to play on her hospitality. She accepts, and you stand, feeble though you may be. You reach into your tabard and produce a fistful of coins and a business card, which you hand to her. She is amazed at the luster of true cold, not even concerned with the card until you are already nearly out the door. Just as you are about to cross the threshold, you hear a clatter and turn to see what the matter is. Priscilla is on the ground, collapsed with the coins scattered all round. She is holding the card in both hands, shaking violently, and there are tears beginning to stream down her face. You hesitate for a moment, and then the door to the next room bursts open. A dozen children, boys and girls both, rush out to aid Priscilla, trying to hoist her back to her feet as a team. She gazes up at you, and points a shaky finger.

"It's you... you're the one... you're the one who..." You watch as the card falls from her hand, and one of the children, a girl with lustrous blonde hair cut into a bob, picks it up. She reads the card, and then looks to you. You get a bad feeling.

The girl's face contorts into a terrible scowl, and she reaches into her shirt, tugging on a small chain to produce a silver emblem. You take a step back, nearly falling from the steps. She chants something in the aetheric tongue, and a bolt of light bursts from the emblem, spearing you in the chest and sending you flying backward into the dirt and grass outside.

You get back to your feet as quick as you can, but your armor offers no protection from divine magics, and your body is still weak. You turn back and see the girl stepping out of the house, face red and teary.

>"Stop!"
>Run
>Summon your weapon
>Other

>>45823140

>"Stop!"

>>45823140
God damn it Anons.

>>45823140
>>"Stop!"

Goddammit, is this what happens when I step out to eat?
What made you think it would be a good idea at ALL to tell a woman from the country we're invading that WE'RE THE ONES INVADING?

>>45823140
>"Stop!" Oh dear, i have doomed us all

>>45823140
>>"Stop!"
We're not gonna kill a bunch of kids, are we?

>>45823140
>Stop there are children here! You fool

>>45823275
Supported

>>45823140
>"Stop!"
I have enjoyed your hospitality, and surely you realise that I am not what your country says I am(we didnt attack first). You gave me aid, and I do not wish to harm those who help me, or in front of children. Let me be on my way and save my people from your countries armies.

>>45823169
You raise a hand, and tell the girl to cease. She wipes her face with her forearm, and continues chanting. Another bolt of light streaks forth, catching your leg and sending you to the ground in pain. As you bat your smoking knee to regain the feeling in it again, the girl approaches.

"Murderer! You killed my teacher! You ran him through with that black sword!" You struggle back to a standing position, recalling an event some time ago that matches these terms.

Priscilla and the children emerge from the house now, and watch in awe as the girl approaches you with her silver emblem raised and burning brighter than a lantern.

>"Enough, child! You're making a mistake!"
>"Cease, or be stricken down!"
>Run
>Summon your weapon
>Other

>>45823318
This is logical, lets roll with it!

>>45823384
>>"Enough, child! You're making a mistake!"

Fucking dammit you guys.

>>45823384
>>Summon your weapon
Strike her down.
We asked her to stop, she hit us again. We need to defend ourself.

>>45823384
>"Enough, child! You're making a mistake!",
Failing that
>Summon your weapon

>>45823384
>Enough Child! You are making a mistake! How can you be so sure its use, we have a RED sword!

>>45823422
Agreed

>>45823422
This, but just disarm her.

No need to kill children

>>45823384
>>45823540
I agree

>>45823384
>>"Enough, child! You're making a mistake!"
She's a good person, she's just a dumbass.

>>45823384
Why did we think that would work out?
>>45823540

>>45823629
Because we're the good kinda BEG, the one that gets beaten by the protagonists right before they find out that the sketchy noble that told them about us wasn't entirely on the up-and-up.

>>45823684
But we gave our business card to a propaganda-riddled peasant.
There were like two outcomes to that, and neither were positive.

>>45823716
Well I kinda figured that she knew who we were deep down. We were battle-weary and wearing elegant black armor.

>>45823384
>"I am no murderer! You're "Teacher" attempted to murder me in my own home and I defended myself and now YOU are attacking me, You are attempting murder!"

>>45823746
That's a very vague description anon, I'm sure a lot of wounded warriors wear black armor

>>45823746
So we have the only suit of black armour in this province?

>>45823540
You reach out and call forth your Hellfire Sword. It falls into your grip, but it's weight is suddenly a burden, and you need both arms to lift it. The combination of exhaustion, depletion of your magical energies, and exposure to divine magics have made you shamefully weak, but using force of will you regain your feet, and level your weapon with the girl. She is frightened, but undeterred.

"I'm not afraid of you, monster! I'll kill you like you killed him!" The girl reaches into her belt and draws forth a small dagger, barely fit to carve fruit. She closes her eyes, and runs the silver emblem along the length of the small blade.

"Mother of Children, Protector of Innocence, Father of Light, Wanderer of Fields, bless my weapon, and let it cut the dark!"

The little bitch has managed to bless her knife. You aren't prepared to make the gamble on whether it can harm you further. You raise your sword and step in, closing the distance between you in a mere moment.

She raises her knife, and with a storm of sparks your weapons meet, and she manages to turn your weapon away. Even so, she collapses from the strain of the act, leaving herself wide open. You raise your weapon.

"Stop! Please!" You turn your head in time to see Priscila dash forward, and throw herself on top of the girl. "Don't kill her! She doesn't know what she's doing! Please! Let her go!" You hesitate, and the other children come as well, forming a pile atop their guardian and peer. They weep all at once, even as the girl struggles to free herself. Letting her go is inviting her wrath.

>Kill them all
>Let her go
>Other

>>45823959
>Other

Can we mess with her mind or something so she doesn't remember us being here or something? Maybe cause her to have a concussion?

>>45823959
>Let her go

Come on, give her a chance. We are the BEG, not a child killing monster.

>>45823959
>Let her go
Consider this payment for the tea.

And ask the girl her name, they already have our card.

>>45823959
>>Let her go

>>45824014
The others would simply remind her and tell her.

>>45823959
>Other
Demand they give you the knife, then snap that shit in two.

>>45824022
Second.

>>45823959
>Other
Know this, your master tortured my men to death, slaughtered them in the thousands. Simple people working to raise their families, he did it for amusement. He knew I wasn't there, and he did it anyway. Then he used a child as a weapon. I have done terrible things, but I know who I am, and I am not a hypocrite, nor did I start this war with your nation. I am avengering my butchered men. Take care of this children and use the money I gave you to feed them well. No one will starve when I rule.

>>45824107
Second.

>>45824107
Third'd.

>>45824107
Second, Deleting old vote here>>45824022

>>45824107

thirded.

>>45824107
This.

>>45824107
Forthed
>>45823959
>>45824124
>>45824138
Remember to tag the original post.

>>45824145
But before we leave stop and add "He also killed Bob"

>>45824107
Good shit, changing my vote to this.

>>45823959

>>45824178
And "I liked Bob."

>>45824178
Tell her about how he was just 16, and he liked to play the piano

>>45824209
I thought he wanted to be a Carpenter? Or was that the other Bob?

>>45824107
Holy shit I got a lot of support, cheers
Also, take care of these children. Fucking phone.
My idea of BEG is evil in method and mind, but not callous, you can be evil and still love and care. We care for our men, adore our daughter, and enjoy seeing people reach their full potential. We are still a person after all

>>45824251
That's what i thought we were going for, evil ideals led by a good man.

>>45824242
Are you saying Bob couldn't do both?

>>45824107
Writing, also shocked to see how many people came out today. It feels nice to have a big audience

>>45824406
Well, quality will get you response. Also, some of us did a bit of marketing on Quest Thread General today.

>>45824406
These threads are the fucking best man.
Do you write anything else? Are you going to?

>>45824406
That's cause you run a really good fucking quest man.

>>45824406
Now that you say that i have to go to bed.

I'll be saying it in advance then.

Thank you for running.

>>45824406
I wish my thread pulled this many people :c

>>45824107
You tell the girl your perspective on the truth. She refuses to swallow it, as a child often does, but you feel the seeds of doubt sewn into her mind. You banish your sword, and tell Priscilla to use the money you gave for the good of these children. Still in tears, she agrees. The small girl struggles and growls, waving her knife madly, even as the blessing upon it fades. You begin limping away, listening to the cooing of the children, and Priscilla's whispers to the wrathful girl as they work in tandem to calm her rage. You make for the forest, hoping to find any place to rest until morning.

You eventually settle on a small pond, where you stop to drink and eat a few live frogs. Far from the worst meal you've had in your life, and high in nutrients too. With a full belly, a terrible stench, and a weary body, you sleep.

Come morning, you feel much better. Your men have been without orders, and you're still not at full strength.

>Teleport home
>Teleport to the battlefield
>Other

>>45824645
>Teleport to the battlefield
Our presence is whats needed.

>>45824645
>Teleport home
Right now they need to know we're not dead and we'll do no good battered as we already are.

>>45824645
>Teleport to the battlefield
We can rest when we're done, and give Vanessa her brother for our victory lap.

>>45824645
>Teleport to the battlefield
We need to give orders even if we ain't fighting on the front lines now. It'll also help with moral.

>>45824645
>Teleport to the battlefield

>>45824443
I've done other quests, but none of them were this popular

You guys are all too nice, really

>>45824734
I think it's becuase we get to BE the bad guy. We can have honour and be reasonable but can also just sack a village for defying us without much repercussions.

>>45824734
It reminds me a lot of the overlord Games that I grew up playing, So you've hit a sweet spot.

>>45824645
>>Teleport home
We barely fought off a peasant girl, what makes you guys think we're fit to fight?

>>45824645
>Teleport home

>>45824701
You use the strength you have to take a long step back to the fort where Legion was set to be. When you arrive, you find the fort in full motion. Troops repair cracks in the walls, and tend the wounded. Legion himself stands atop the fortifications, watching the choke point on which the fort sits, between two rocky hills. You call to him, and he turns, leaping down without a moment of hesitation.

"My dark lord. I now number ten-thousand souls and rising every battle. My power overflows. Even as I burn them, I gain more. This war is a blessing."

>"War is no blessing, Legion."
>"Enough. How go things?"
>"We're retreating for now. We need to regroup."
>Other

>>45824980
>Enough, How goes things Legion?

You cheeky waffle.

>>45824980
>>"War is no blessing, Legion."
>>"How go things?"

>>45824980
>"War is no blessing, Legion."
>"How go things?"

>>45824734
This is definitely my most looked forward to quest out of all I am reading right now. Keep up the good work man!

>>45824593
Don't worry anon, lazily drawn quest will pick up more people in time. I enjoy that quest quite a lot too.

>>45825163
How did you know it was me? Do I shill a little too shamelessly?

>>45825163
>>45824593
I love that quest cause shits actually drawn for it. that takes effort not a lot of ppl do and Its cool.

>>45825213
Writing's a shitload harder than drawing.

Can't really have a lazily written quest.

>>45825033
'I apologize, my dark lord. I meant no disrespect. Our men die by the dozen, but no for I have protected has lost a skirmish. I cut enemies down, and their souls heal me. Sadly, even with my power, and Shen's, they simply outnumber us. I fear it may come down to the three of us against three thousand if this war goes on as it has."

You see his reason, and it's nothing you didn't already know. You think on it a moment, but can't seem to come up with a solid conclusion yet.

Suddenly you hear a signal from atop the walls, calling out the approach of enemy forces.

"Chargers! Five hundred men on foot! Fifty on horse! Siege engines!"

The fort comes alive with shouting as men man their stations. Even the wounded to their best to take up bows and climb the walls.

>Sound a retreat
>Tell Legion to get to work
>Charge in with Legion
>Other

>>45825210
lucky guess

I agree with >>45825213 though.

You're doing great, anon.

>>45825302
>Do as much damage as possible then retreat

>>45825252
Not for me, But that's because I write fucking else where. Drawings a bitch. Guess, I'm weird. Also gonna drop this now, Don't wanna hit a bump limit or waste space for this quests...questing?

>>45825302
>Tell Legion to get to work
>Go up on the wall and inspire moral

>>45825302
>>Sound a retreat
MEN, ADVANCE!!! ....BACKWARDS!!

One of the most crucial things in war is knowing when it's time to fight, and time to retreat.
This is time to retreat. We're wounded and exhausted, even with Legion we're just way too outnumbered.

>>45825375
If we do retreat we must say it as this.

>>45825375
>MEN, ADVANCE!!! ....BACKWARDS!!
MEN, ADVANCE!!! ....BACKWARDS!!MEN, ADVANCE!!! ....BACKWARDS!!MEN, ADVANCE!!! ....BACKWARDS!!

Fuck this shit - let them come to us.

>>45825302
>>Sound a retreat
>>Charge in with Legion

Give our men some time to retreat, then retreat or teleport with legion. Remember what happened last time we forced a fight when we were outnumbered and exhausted?

Fuck, i need t o spleep. It's 2AM here, so baj baj.Good liuck wih rethreating forward.

>>45825328
You tell the men to begin abandoning the fort, and heading for home. They hesitate, but are not hard to sway. They long for safety as any man would. To give them time to move, you and Legion take the wall, and prepare to hold off the approaching forces.

Legion takes up a bow, but you can do better. You summon your own greatbow, a beauty carved from wood from the World Tree, and strung with the sinew of a dragon. The grip is made to resemble the scales of a serpent, invoking the god Sil, lord of deception. You pick an arrow from the quivers, and knock it. Before your very eyes, you see it transform into something twice the length and thickness, with a tip that glows blue with a power you have not needed in years.

>Aim for the horsemen
>Aim for the siege engines
>Aim for the footmen

>>45825615
>Aim for the siege engines

Maybe we can form some kind of treaty with another nation? Get them to help us in exchange for something? We're clearly not doing well at all on our own.

>>45825615
>>Aim for the siege engines

>>45825615
Oh shit, we Yggdrasil now.

>Aim for the footmen

>>45825653
We're... A tree?

>>45825615
>Aim for the siege engines
>>45825653
Bitch we Hawkeye Gough now!

>>45825711
>>45825719
I meant the bow, but who knows, maybe we're a tree under that helmet.

>>45825640
You point the arrow at the siege engines, towers of wood and canvas built to fling stones with enough speed to shatter wood and crush men. You loose, and watch the arrow sail. It arcs, and falls right into it's target, igniting the machine in blue flame. Even from here you can see the men abandoning it as is collapses into ash.

You continue to fire at the engines, and Legion does his best to eliminate the horsemen, who would be the first to reach you, and would have no hard time moving past you and attacking your men from behind. Though the bow is not his forte, he manages to kill all but a few. Unfortunately, your arrows run out before all the horsemen are felled, though you did manage to burn every siege tower. The time has come to fall back.

>Teleport
>Walk, to cover your retreating men
>Other

>>45825804
>>Walk, to cover your retreating men
Let's brutally end some horsemen and demoralize the infantry.

>>45825804
>>Walk, to cover your retreating men

Gotta do our best to keep our men alive.
Every man we save now will be a man that can fight for us again tomorrow.

>>45825804
I agree with>>45825862

"Oh gods, what did they do to Charlie?!"
"I.. I can't tell where Charlie's corpse ends, and where the horse's begins.."

>>45825804
>Walk, to cover your retreating men

>>45825804
>>Walk, to cover your retreating men

>>45825862
You and Legion abandon the wall, and shortly thereafter the fort. You take a fistful of arrows each and make for the open field.

It takes the footmen a good half hour to breach the fort without the engines, but then the horsemen are on you like hounds. The two of you kill them, but run out of arrows, and must resort to your swords. Even then, you dispatch the riders and continue on your way. By nightfall, the enemy has ceased their pursuit, and you are safe to rest.

You find the troops camped in a small divot, eating their fill of their remaining rations and treating the injured. When you arrive, they salute, and ask for their orders.

>Rest for the night
>Eat, and keep moving
>Keep moving back, while you and Legion attend other business
>Other

>>45826209
>Rest for the night

>>45826209
>>Rest for the night

But have legion scout around for the night to make sure we don't get ambushed while we rest, along with some of the more physically well troops to take shifts keeping watch around us.

>>45826293
>>45826247
You order the men to rest, but tell Legion to keep watch, aided by a two hour rotation. You yourself are still too drained to do much more than take a bit of food and sit with the others. Seeing you like this doesn't do much for their confidence, but it does ease their anxiety a good deal to have you around in case another fight breaks out.

Come morning, the troops pack up and begin moving again. Their captain assures you they they can make it back to friendly territory on their own, insisting you help the other forts. Of the twelve built, five are taken now, or so they say.

>Escort the men home
>Take Legion to the nearest outpost
>Teleport home
>Split from Legion and go the the two nearest forts
>Other

>>45826414
>>Split from Legion and go the the two nearest forts

>>45826480
You tell the men to continue alone, and tell Legion to head south, toward the nearest occupied fort. As he dashes away, you teleport to the north, to a fort at the side of a large lake.

The men there are ragged, and barely able to hold their weapons. It seems the enemy has seen fit to poison the water, and therefore the fish and other animal meat, rather than fight head on. The men won't last a month before their stomachs give in, but if they can be given medicine, they will survive, though how long they will fare in combat is anyone's guess.

>Bring them medicine, risking the loss of another, healthier unit somewhere else as you wait.
>Leave them here, you cannot save a few at the cost of many
>Order them to make one last march, and throw themselves at the enemy across the water
>Other

>>45826946
Give them medicine and order them to retreat to safety if they're at least strong enough to move?

Cover their retreat, maybe set magical traps or something on the fort to greet the enemy soldiers who come while they retreat.

Also, it seems participation is dying down, maybe all the anons have gone to bed?

>>45827064
Could be, if so then I might have to wrap for tonight.

>>45826946
>One last march, and lead them.
If there is somewhere for them to fall back to, maybe that instead, but those who have nowhere left to go- No family, no home, no hope, only war...
The man next to them will be their family, a place in eternal glory their home, and we will be their hope, to bring war and ruin to the poisoners.

>>45827112
Will you continue again tomorrow, or will this just be the end?

>>45827144
Good speech, anon. I vote to use this, but only if retreat really isn't an option. I'd rather not have too many men die if we can avoid it because losing troops will affect us greatly since we're already so outnumbered.

>>45827144
Voting for this too

>>45827144
You order the men to make one last march, with you at the head of the spear. They dig deep and find what little strength they have left, and raise their weapons to join you. You dismiss any too weak or afraid to fight, but few admit to such feeble constitution, and the full force of the fort goes with you.

The battle in the enemy camp is an ambush, thanks to the loud sounds of the lake and animals, as well as the cover of the greenery. You wipe out the camp, but your men do not last the night. You burn the camp, and all bodies within, as both pyre and scourge.

You travel norther still, but the next two forts are nothing but splinters and corpses, friend and for alike. If any of your men lived, they are far from here. Only the final fort, protected by snow and frozen streams and rivers, fares well enough to have protected the men within. You order them to retreat, and though they resist, you know leaving them here is asking them to die, and if not tomorrow, then soon.

Of the thirty-thousand men you had to start, you have only nine-thousand remaining. The enemy losses are estimated at fifty-thousand, with one hundred thousand still in reserve. The few men you do recover are weary, and demoralized. You must find some way to raise their confidence, or you risk defection.

>Ask for peace from the enemy
>Pizza party
>Give them all free tickets to a live show
>Other

>>45827237
I'll go again tomorrow, but if the turnout is too small I'll take it as a sign

>>45827527
Do we have any spoils of the enemy?
Give them spoils of the enemy.
Eat their resources instead of ours.
Else
>Regroup and provide a hearty feast in the memory of the fallen and in honor of such incredible prowess from all.

>>45827559
nigger two hundred posts with 31 unique IPs is above average for a quest thread

>>45827629
I'll second this

>>45827629
You hand out the only form of spoils you have available: bone. Each man left alive is given a bit of bone, which they are entirely too confused about, until one of them sparks an idea. Within days, each soldier decorates his or her armor with bone, and carves a totem from a rib. It's not what you expected, but creativity should be encouraged, you suppose.

It's not long after that Marigold informs you the mine has been attacked. Luckily, forts of stone are sturdier than wood, and she has managed to repel the attackers along with your most elite men. That's the only good news you've had in months. That is, until Vanessa returns home.

Your daughter, precious as she is, approaches you in the training hall. Walking in front of her, dressed in maid uniforms and wearing collars, are the two twin girls who have now become her loyal pets. They seem entirely happy to be here.

"Daddy! I have someone you're really gonna want to meet!"

>"Not now, dear, this war is taking up all of my time."
>"Oh? Well, show them in."
>"This is about your brother, I assume?"
>Other

>>45827932
>>"Oh? Well, show them in."

>>45827932
>>"Oh? Well, show them in."
>"How has my little sweetheart been?"

>>45827932
>"Oh? Well, show them in."

>>45827971
"Vanessa claps her hands, and the doors to the training yard open, revealing three elderly men. They are all gray of hair, but strong in body and demeanor. They wear expensive looking armor in the style of the western nation, and march in perfect unison. When they reach you, they each in line kneel, and present to you their helmets, decorated with the crests of a hawk, a horse, and a lion.

"Daddy, these are Greg, Vince, and Jules. They're the third, fourth, and sixth legion generals!"

You look into their eyes. Their souls are completely taken by Vanessa. They have no will. They are but husks.

"It is our immense pleasure to serve you, my dark lord." Says one of them, but you're bad with names and also don't care. Vanessa stands on her toes to plant a peck on your cheek.

"They each have twenty thousand men, daddy. Soldiers in the west are loyal to only their commanders and comrades. How silly!"

Indeed. And yet, Vanessa may just have handed you the key to victory.

>>45828209
Gonna wrap here, gotta do parent things.

Thanks to everyone who came, I'm always really grateful, especially for a huge turnout like we had today! I hope everyone had fun, and I hope you'll come back tomorrow for more!

Don't forget to vote for us in the archive, and check the twitter for play times!

Have a good night, everyone!

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>>45828209
Daughter of the year, all years.
Now we literally have no excuse not to give her that brother she wanted.
>>45828238
Good night.

>>45828209
Our Daughter is getting a fucking holiday after her, With icecream and hookers.

>>45828238
Thanks for running, really appreciate it.

Thanks for running OP, amazing fun as always

I was wondering how we were gonna deal with such insane odds. Looks like Vanessa took care of it no problem.

>>45830727
To be totally fair, if you hadn't sent her to seduce the commanders I wouldn't have written this. Everything I do is more or less ad lib

>>45830925
We archived right?

I just woke up, and saw how we handled all this Awesome! OP is definetly not a fagget!

>>45828238
Thanks for writing this awesome quest :)