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before we start, choose a primary and secondary weapon(s) for the Vessel. More weapons/shields will make rolling/dodging difficult.

Another update.

>>163053
>Primary
Red Scale Katana
>Secondary
Old bone greatbow

>>163076
hello anon.

we have no great arrows for the Greatbow.

>>163053
Primary-
Feathered Short sword
(If we have a shield use it)


Secondary weapon(s)
>Feathered dagger
>Feathered rapier

>>163076
Don't we need 20 dex to use the katana

>>163053
>Primary
Red Scale Katana
>Secondary
Longbow

>>163088
hello Inky.

We have 22 Dex at the moment courtesy to the soft flesh.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>163093
>>163088

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You exited the black tower, you had a strange feeling about this place....the dreamchaser crowned your uneasiness.

These woods were still to be fully explored , you chose a pass to tread.


>Head to____
>Take the nearest/near/farthest southern path
>Something else?

>>163115
>Take the nearest southern path.

>>163141
+1

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>>163141
A small cabin awaited you at the edge of a cliff. It seemed to be abandon and combed numerous times. Old black blood trailed from the door as well as the broken windows. A horrible stench brewed from said cabin, you couldn't pinpoint the source of this stench.


>Enter the cabin
>Ignore it
>Something else?

>>163185
>Enter the cabin

>>163185
>Enter the cabin

>>163192
>>163193
You braved the stenches and entered the cabin. A matted pile of semi-digested corpses settled. inside. Men, women, children...whoever who did this gave little consideration about its meal(s).

One thing which was common about all the corpses was the lack of a face . It was forcibly torn off while the victim was alive judging by every gaping mouth begging for sweet mercy.

There were no signs of threat.

>Brave into the pile, try to find something of use [15-20]
>Leave
>Something else?

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>163230
>Brave into the pile, try to find something of use [15-20]

>>163230
>Leave
We better go before we find what did this.
also because my rolls have terrible lately

>>163235
Nevermind
concealdon'tfeel

>>163235
>>163239
>>163243
You didn't have to mire yourself in filth, a small box which was almost pure hidden under the sole bed of the cabin. in the corner of the room. You are satisfied with this find. you got x2 Clutch coins and...

>A crude doll

A small doll of a faceless woman, worn out by time. You can't help but to feel Joy and happiness from its mere sight... as if you were a child again

>Paper sword
A well crafted 'sword' made from paper. Wielding this mighty weapon to battle is nothing but utter suicide.

>Paper set

A well crafted set of 'armor' made from mere paper. Even the simplest whiff would tear it to shreds

>Head to____
>Continue down the road
>Something else?

>>163294
>Continue down the road

>>163294
>Continue down the road

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>>163310
>>163328
Broken dolls littered the sides of the road, they were an exact copy of those you encountered back in Ioa's sea.

They were twitching....

Your bell showed you three different path. You sighed in desperation; this woods resembled a wicked maze. By all means, it was tiresome.

>Take the N/SE/SW road
>Head to____
>something else?

>>163362
>Take the SW road

>>163362
>Take the SE road

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>163368
>>163377

>>163362
>North

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>>163368
>>163377
>>163389
you took the southeastern path, More dolls littered the path. Whispers settled in the air, they were everywhere; on the road...hanged over the trees...half buried...all were whispering.

You found a clearing in another crossroad, it was brimmed with used, broken dolls. A strange mound rested in the center, it was the amalgamation of endless dolls twitching in what you assumed to be immense pain.

An intact doll was hidden from your eyes this whole time. It ran away from you. It climbed the mound of broken dolls ahead. The ground started to shake. Dozens of dolls were pouring from this mound. each one of them had a distinctive thread connecting it the mound.

You heard a plethora of horns. some sounded familiar, some felt odd to your ears. Three Banners were raised by bigger dolls surrounding the mound. Each belonged to a different land swallowed by time.


Dozens of dolls made advanced formations; sharp spears, sturdy shield and underhanded bows....all were ready to strike you.


The doll at the certain pointed towards you cursing you in an odd language. It sounded premature and crude to your ears

>Fight Children of Weave
>Run
>Something else?

>>163461
>Fight Children of Weave
If their interested in banners, would showing our banners make them less hostile?

>>163461
>Fight Children of Weave

>>163485
they're*

>>163461
>Something else?
Raise your two banners

>>163485
>>163493
Against the odds, you chose to stand and fight. The banners inside your box radiated with power....

>Raise the green banner of Coris [15-20]
>Raise the red banner of Hanshira [15-20]
>Charge with your red scale Katana [20]
>Something else?

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>163524
>Raise the green banner of Coris [15-20]

>>163532
yeah, I'm agreeing with this

>>163532
You planted the banner of Coris in the ground. A Mystic wave radiated from the green banner. The formations in front of you were briefly disrupted.


Soon, broken dolls started to reassemble themselves, Dozens of dolls stood behind you raising some sort of a catalyst made out of their limbs, they started to chant hymns of power .

In mere moments, a surge of tremendous power ran through your veins.....

You felt indestructible.


>Crush these petty dolls with your fists [1-20]
>Obliterate the weak with your Katana [1-20]
>Break your bow, Destroy them with two bundles of sticks [1-20]
>Something else?

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>163582
>Crush these petty dolls with your fists [1-20]
Time to cast fist

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>163582
>Crush these petty dolls with your fists [1-20]

>>163590
>>163594
Their frail arrows bounced off of your impermeable skin. Their spear were but mere twigs. Their shields didn't halt their fate. With nothing but your fists, you plummeted every doll on sight to useless pieces. A certain time has passed, None remained in the clearing but the trembling head doll who was responsible for all of this.


>Crush it to bits
>Toy with it, tear it bit by bit
>Let it escape
>Something else?

>>163638
>Take their banners

>>163638
>Crush it to bits
>Take their banners

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>>163661
>>163673
Their banners were tattered and useless after your tempest of rage. You pinned the scrawny doll before stomping on it with your feet.

Your dolls were still standing, they keeled towards the green banner of Coris . When it lost its glow and power, they collapsed on the floor like their brethren.

In front of you, a rusty old gate was opened, a small ruined manor rested on a hill. A flicker of light radiated from the second floor.


_____ YOU DEFEATED _____
+0 souls

>Head for the manor
>Take the S/NE/NW Path
>Something else?

>>163741
>Head for the manor

>>163741
>Head for the manor

>>163763
>>163766
You walked to the manor, Its former garden was decorated with dozens of headless dolls in various poses, years of negligence sapped the beauty of this once majestic garden.

A faceless life-sized doll awaited you in the front door.. She wore a fancy attire only fit for nobles, The manor itself was riddled with threads of endless colours. It was almost impossible to walk inside without being tangled in one of these colorful webs.

"May I touch the hand of the murderer of my children?" the doll asked extending its right hand. Her left hand was teemed with lots of needles. You felt sorrow and grief in her tone.


>Give her you hand
>Attack her
>Ignore her, leave the manor
>Something else?

>>163789
>Give her you hand
Oh man, I missed the last vote, couldn't stop it from happening again.

>>163789
>Give her your hand
What could possibly go wrong?

>>163789
>Give her you hand
You know, even though it was self-defense against very aggressive children, it's getting really hard to justify killing babies.

The doll's hand was cold as ice and yet she was the one who trembled after touching yours.

"Such ruthlessness, couldn't except less from a human... I..." you felt like she forced herself to bow before you "....am Weave, bearer of the wooden children in Pilgrim's woods. There were a lot of us, serving humans in their pitiful wars under their powerful banners. B-but i do believe i am the last of my kind. Yes, I can no longer sense my children....m-y sw-eet little children...."

Weave 'looked' at the carnage below, the tips of her fingers kept twitching, the center of her face became slightly dampened " I can feel them; Banners of fallen kingdoms scattered around this dying world. Bring.... them to me. Bring comfort to a broken heart..."

>Accept
>Decline

>>163877
>>163802
>>163795
>>163813

>>163877
>Accept

>>163877
>Accept
It's the least we can do, ya know, killing her kids.

>>163877
>Accept
We did find some in Ioa Sea, before we promptly crushed them.

>>163925

>>163889
>>163905
"Th-thank you. do you have any banners at the moment?"

>Give her the banner of Hanshira
>Keep it for yourself

>>163933
>Give her the banner of Hanshira

>>163933
Give

>>163933
>Give her the banner of Hanshira

>>163953
>>163954
>>163959
Weave caressed the banner. in a blink, its red threads joined the web behind weave. the banner was no more "Hanshira....A land free from the lust for souls. It didn't save them... Thank you." She bowed again "Please, I need to be alone." She gently closed the door behind her. It was understandable.

With that done, you still had three more branches to explore....

And that concludes our thread, thank you for your participation

>>164027
Later soul

>>164027
Thanks for running

Would a BloodBorne version of this work? If we finish this and you are still up for questing, that is.

back.

>>165837
It is doable but let us not get ahead of ourselves at the moment. One thing at a time.

>>163741
You stood in the middle of the carnage below. Sorrow and grief started to overwhelm you upon witnessing the aftermath of your undoing.. The power which was bestowed upon you....it blinded your senses.

>Head to____
>Take NE/NW/S path
>Something else?

>>168937
>NW path

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>>169263
The north western path led you back to the chasm and another crossroad you encountered before. You found nothing of importance while treading this path.

>Take N/SW path
>Turn back
>Head to____
>Something else?

>>169357
oops

>>169357
>Take N path

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>>169422
You took the northern path. Tar drowned the road. It was too dense and deep. As you were at its threshold , you were mired up to your thighs. Suspicious bubbles would occasionally pop every now and then.

>Continue onwards
>Turn back, head____
>Something else?

>>169484
>Continue onwards

>>169496
The tar reached your waist as you waddled through this filth. You exerted much effort with each step.

All the bubbled stopped for a second, the next one exposed a slender giant centipede-like creature. It had black chitin layer covering its soft boneless body. Various pores were randomly scattered across its body, it had an elongated mandible fit to crush rocks and bones alike. It possessed no eyes. Instead, it had hair-like receptors sprouting from its neck.

Quick as a whip, It coiled itself around you clanking its mandible in sheer excitement.

>Wrestle yourself out of the creature's grasp [15-20]
>Try to grab your katana, inflict any sort of injury upon the creature [17-20]
>Something else?

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>>169612

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>169612
>Try to grab your katana, inflict any sort of injury upon the creature [17-20]

>>169645
You managed to get a grip on your red scale katana, a swipe of luck set you free with a screech of anger. Your clutch coin has turned into dust

Green bile started to pour from the creature's wound among some digested meals, it smelt awful. It seemed to have some caustic effect. You reminded yourself to stay away from it.

The creature didn't bother for another coil. With its mandibles wide open, it lunged towards you aiming to claim your upper half.

>Dive into the tar, hope for the best [15-20]
>Try to dodge its attack [17-20]
>Slice its mandible with your Katana [17-20]
>Run [18-20]
>Lure it to its pool of bile [19-20]
>Something else?

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>169726
>Slice its mandible with your Katana [17-20]

>>169740
In mere seconds, you took a deep breath and sliced the mandible of the creature. It splashed in the tar with an audible thud. A strange white blood trailed from the abomination.

With two wounds already,You clearly made it furious. It backed itself to crush you with the irregular chitin formation on its head.
>Try to dodge its attack [15-20]
>Roll towards it, slice the gaping wound [17-20]
>Run [18-20]
>Plant your feet in the ground, stab its head your Katana [18-20]
>Lure it to its pool of bile [19-20]
>Something else?

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>169805
>Try to dodge its attack [15-20]

>>169818
The slender creature miraculously missed you; Its bulky head slammed hard into the nearby trees. your clutch coin has turned into dust

The end of this abomination started to grumble on its own "I-is there someone here? Blast it...It am never getting out...."

The Arthropod looked a bit dizzy but it regained its focus in a whim. It rolled in the tar to level you with the ground.

>Try to dodge its attack [15-20]
>Try to roll the end, slice any uncovered area [16-20]
>Roll towards it, slice the gaping wound [17-20]
>Run [18-20]
>Something else?

>>169876
>I am

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>169876
>Roll towards it, slice the gaping wound [17-20]

>>169876
>>169883
Try to dodge it's attack and yell that we're here

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>169924
Forgot the arrow and a d

>>169929
inb4 it's Regras and we save him

>>169917
>>169929
If it weren't for the wound, you have been crushed to a thin paste. Most of the bile was gone by now, you slipped into the wound instead of slicing it. You were in an empty stomach of sorts, two sphincters clogged each end. You were certain there was another stomach at the very end of this creature.

Your voice was muffled inside the creature but it was audible nonetheless "O-oh I....please, brave soul, release me from this pulsating prison... My iron flesh is waning, I can not hold it much longer."

You were struggling inside of the stomach as more traces of bile were produced to re-compensate the utter loss thanks to you. The arthropod rocked wildly which didn't make it easier for your to get a grip on your katana.

>Make your way out [10-20]
>Slash the Arthropod from inside [15-20]
>Something else


wow, in hindsight, It looks like it is too magical releamy. Sorry for that.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>170030
>Slash the Arthropod from inside [15-20]
people get carried away

>>170056
>>170056

You managed to grab your katana. In mere moments, you inflicted enough slashes to split the creature into two. It wailed in response rolling wildly in the tar.

You hear a certain hiss behind you. Your instincts drove you away from the incoming bile which tainted the spot where you stood; the sphincter of the second stomach must have opened. It spewed a bare woman with iron flesh protecting her petite body.

You weren't in a better shape either; you crimson robe was nothing but a loosened tatters held together by wishful thoughts. The woman took a deep breath. She slowly stood up, you noticed that she lacked eyes just like you.

"Thank you, now please find a high ground away from the tar...." anger was clear as day on her face. she didn't pay any attention to her nudity as her spell faded. She did her best to dry her left hand. A brilliant flame sprouted from her left hand.

>Do as you where told
>Refuse, Attack the wounded creature
>Something else?

>>169929
just curios, is that you anon?

>>156361

>>170150
>Do as you were told
Tar is flammable so I rather not risk anything

>>170175
that one is actually me

>>170176
You waddled away from the tar. The pyromancer summoned a blazing firestorm from her hands, it engulfed the whole stripe of tar including the creature of course. It stood no chance.

+2000 soul

The woman didn't bother to bathe her skin with flash sweat, She made her way from the burning tar unscathed with some satisfaction of her recent feat.

" 'twas my mistake; I haven been sloppy and reckless....If it weren't for you. I would-"

The pyromancer finally noticed her starkness "Blast it....I hate to be such a burden already but...may ask for a little favor? Clothe me...I might have lost my sight long ago but i didn't lose my decency. At least till I reach my camping spot. I still owe you a little something for your valor."

>Give her your crimson robe
>Give her your paper set
>Give her your red scale set
>Give her nothing
>Attack her
>Something else?

>>170183
hello anon

>>170255
>Give her your crimson robe
Then put on the paper set, at least we're incredible light.
hello soul

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>>170318
"Thank you kindly, I am Orros of the far fire. Once a brilliant flame among my kin....now, I am but a lonely exile. My k-" The pyromancer swallowed the rest of her words. You were unsure why she did so.

Her 'camp' on the side of the road with little belongings. On the first sight, a scavenger might not even consider them worthy. She quickly put on some ragged clothes which are more decent than your robe.


Orros gave you x3 Homeward bones and a Soul of a brave warrior (5000)

"We-I made no contact to the outside world. I know little of what is appropriate and what is not in these parts. I hope these would suffice you. A fair journey to you." Orros was starting to pack her few belongings.

>Say something to her
>Invite her to the sanctuary
>Attack her
>Something else?

>>170426
>Invite her to the sanctuary
Also ask if she knew anyone named Neegel

>>170434
"We-I have lived in seclusion for most of o-my life. I don't know who he might be."

Orros seemed to b confused upon your invitation "What or who is a sanctuary? I will presume it is a place....if so then why should i go there? No place will ever feel the same like the far fire. I also have learned that trust is something to cherish outside of the far fire....blast that fly who kicked me in the blasted chasm"

>______

>>170479
>Tell her the fly is also in the sanctuary.

>>170573
"And? Vengeance interest me none. If he attempted on my life one more time, it would be another tale. Your statement isn't encouraging enough for me to go to this 'sanctuary'."

The pyromancer turned her back on you, she was ready to leave.

>Say something to her
>let her go
>Something else?

>>170613
"Does she know that the sanctuary has the last bonfire in the world?

>>170175
Nope, not me. May I ask why?

>>170647
In a heartbeat, Orros turned back to you "W-what? P-please do forgive my ignorance. To gaze upon the second fire ...intoxicating..."


And that concludes our thread, thank you for your participation.

>>170613
>>170647
>This and ask why she keeps talking in plurals about herself.

>>170698
Cya soul

>>170686
i thought you were this anon
>>170647


>>170699
maybe next time. i can't open my eyes

>>170702
goodnight anon

Orros accepted your invitation, your newly acquired Homeward bones are valuable to you as your longed the warmth of the sanctuary.


You crushed a bone to return to your shelter.


Fresh blood was splattered aplenty. Red and black blood to be precise. This of course triggered the sins of the betrayers in your mind.

You drew your Katana hoping that you are not too late. You found something entirely different.

Snitches was resting next a wall tainted with his own blood. The maiden, Eresle, was tending to his wounds . The Firekeeper was helping as well.

"You should have seen this, bruv. A man ,up to no good i tell you, has entered the sanctuary. He learned not to mess with a fly ...not just any fly... Me! Snitches the fly. Isn't that right me darlings? I.." Blood tangled with his cough.

"At ease. You have done well. Now let me take care of the rest." Snitches' injuries was pretty serious and yet he maintained a satisfied grin. It was good to see the fly and the maiden on good terms. You hoped the same for the pyromancer as well.

>Head to___
>Say something to____
>Level up [we can level up twice]
>Something else?

>>174087
forgot my trip.

we are back obviously

>>174087
>Ask if he knows what the attacker looked like.

Snitches coughed more blood but he was determined to answer your question " A sneaky fellow, He was really fond of Silver. These gauntlets would surely fetch a good price. Damn...."

The firekeeper's trembled look confirmed your thoughts.


>Head to___
>Say something to____
>Level up [we can level up twice]
>Something else?
>>174172
Hello anon

>>174215
hey soul
>Promise Snitches that Regras' gauntlets will be in his possession once we find him. (Though this means that the blue phantom failed.)
Go to the firekeeper ask her how things went while we were gone.

>>174249
"Cheers, mate."

The firekeeper wasn't exactly inclined to talk but she gave you a quick run down about what happened while you were in Pilgrim's woods.

She spoke of Snitches offering his sincerest apology to the maiden despite for false gods once he met her here.

As for Silverarm, he didn't do anything this time; Snitches was sleeping on the ceiling when he came for another round. He expressed his twisted desires to the maiden. Snitches could not stand idle. The betrayer was forced to escape after Snitches' confrontation. The two wounded each other as it was apparent around you.

Lishro didn't came back while you were gone.


>Head to___
>Say something to____
>Level up [we can level up twice]
>Something else?

>>174318
>Level up str 2 times, then thank the firekeeper.
Also check up on Eresle

>>174351
You drew strength form the firekeeper. This whole ordeal has left her stressed out. it was for the best to leave her to rest.

The maiden was too busy with Snitches. Once she was done, she heeded your call. Eresle looked pale and unhealthy "Here....this one has been purified, this soul is free of the abyss' soft touch."

You gained Soul of the infant, the last seed of Coris

>Give her more souls to purify
>Give her an innocent prayer
>Say something to her
>Something else?

>>174414
>Give her an innocent prayer
So what does she think of the place?

>>174426
>>174426
The prayer was a bit complex for the maiden to decipher it in an instant. However, She did confirm that this prayer would require high faith to cast [20 FTH]

Despite everything, The maiden was happy with the likes of you and Snitches. She sensed some holiness in this place which comforted her in return.

>Head to___
>Say something to____
>Level up [we can level up twice]
>Something else?

>>174457
Time to search the area for any clues on Regras possible location, if that fails then back to Pilgrim's Woods..

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>>174493
Nothing but blood was left after the confrontation. The fact that he had something which enabled him to vanish didn't help either.

You headed back to Pilgrim's woods

>head where?

>>174570
>Head down the southern path.

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>>174623
you took the southern path, it looped you back where you fought the children of weave. The path diverged once more at its end. A branch would lead you to the west while the path ahead wold delve you deep into the black mountain ahead via lift carpeted with human skins.

>Take the lift, enter Mad's decent
>Take the west path
>Something else?

>>174623
i honestly thought this was posted already but the captcha fucked up apparently sorry for the long wait anon

>>174753
>Take the west path
no problem

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>>174790
A landscape of graves awaited you in the west, the path to the south was guarded by a bulky figure, He was bald. His face spoke of bitter times from all of these scars. His skin was faint grey. He didn't possess any weapons....just two menacing fists. He took pride in exposing his deformed chest. A visible hole was seen in his abdomen.


He seemed a bit more sane than Shard Yerne. he bowed to a small group of Pilgrims who had just arrived from the grave area.. One of the Pilgrims offered an Estus flask for the lonely shard. He refused with a smile.

There was a somewhat large hut at the end of a cliff onwards.


>Fight Shard Boiel
>Show your brand to Shard Boiel
>Backtrack to____
>Head towards the hut
>Something else?

>>174835
>Show your brand to Shard Boiel
Tell Boiel about our mission to "kill" the firekeeper to make us sound more legit.

>>174876
His voice was somewhat distorted "Traveler, this path is only designated to the pilgrims of the dark. Head-"

You showed your brand to Shard Boiel, he relaxed his tenacious fists "Aaaah, so you have been branded. A word of advice, you are not to cross paths with that....man. Under his delicate shell lies a pus of the abyss itself. The high shard is not to be trifled with,,,,"

The shard sat down, since you had the brand. You were able to proceed onwards.

>Enter Graves of Old
>backtrack to____
>Something else?

>>174987
>Enter Graves of Old
"Keep up the wonderful work, my fellow pilgrim."

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>>175001
_________ Graves of Old ________


[Ring of the lost is clueless, It shivers with fear]
You took your first steps into this large graveyard. Tombstones covered the horizon of various size and shapes.

Of all the tombstones, Five stood out from the rest; they were the largest of them all. The skies above you were black and thick in nature, it was dripping a black substance on the ground.

The dead were rising from their endless graves donning the robe granted by this 'rain' as it covered its naked, hollow bodies.

The Abyss held dominion here, you brand was churning inside tearing the warmth of your true soul....Your bell was covered with a black substance, It can no longer function as a medium for miracles.

You felt like your lungs were collapsing, every breathe was a challenge on its own.

>Leave Graves of Old
>Take off your clothes, let the rain shower your naked body
>Head E/W/S/N
>Something else?

>>175129
>Leave Graves of Old
Let's leave and go another direction before we go full Artorias.

>>175147
>>174835

You headed back to Pilgrim's woods; it was too much for you at the moment.

>Head where?

>>175199
oops

>>175199
To unexplored territory.

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>>175251
After exploring a bit, you found yourself at the end of the west side of the woods. Eyes were littered around by the dozens. You found Wick Qurso plucking and reinserting eyes back to some unfortunate victims in a maddening manner. He breathed heavily around the pile of his eyeless victims. The eyes on his face and coat were twitching on their own. His mighty spear was by his side as were his Javelins .

>Fight Wick Qurso
>Leave
>Something else?

>>175344
>Fight Wick Qurso
We got the jump on him, attack.

>>175344
>Fight Wick Qurso

>>175377
you decided to end his life for various reasons; to enter the Eater of names and to fulfill your promise to Weir. The hunter of eyes wasn't aware of your presence just yet.

>charge with your Katana [17-20]
>fire an arrow [14-20]
>Something else?

>>175402
hello anon

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>175415
>>fire an arrow [14-20]
>>175420
Heyo.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>175415
>Slowly walk up to him and backstab. [??]

>>175431
>>175456
Your Arrow completely missed its target. The hunter of eyes roared in anger, He threw one of his Javelins towards you. All of his eyes gazed upon you.

>Shield up, embrace the impact [12-20]
>Try to roll away from it[15-20]
>Something else?

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>175486
>Shield up, embrace the impact [12-20]

>>175505
You braced for impact....but you got none as the Javelin missed you entirely.

The hunter of eyes screeched, He pulled out his spear. He was ready to impale you and to add you to his collection of corpses.


Sadly, we will have to conclude it here. thank you for your participation

>>175546
Thanks for running

>>175546
Cya soul

back

Wick Qurso leaped into the air and crushed the ground where you stood with his mighty spear, The hunter of eyes' thrusts were quick and unforgiving. He gave you no chance to retaliate, the last thrust made a gaping hole inside your shield. Qurso yanked your Coris shield and stomped it under his foot.

With your peripheral vision, you found accursed Weir dangling from a tree. A grin arched on one of his many stretched faces "Self wishes the best of luck for this one..."

Qurso closed the distance in this moment of distraction. He grabbed you by your head with one hand, the other was searching for an eye to pluck. You forced yourself out of his grasp by a a powerful kick.

Your crimson robe was completely ruined during this little dance. You regained your posture, ready for the next move.

>Plant your katana in the mud, shove it right at his face [15-20]
>Wait for him to charge, roll away [15-20]
>Try to back away, fire a quick shot with your arrow [17-20]
>Lunge towards him with your Katana [17-20]
>Wait from him to attack, Side step, slice his side [17-20]
>Something else?

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>178010
>Plant your katana in the mud, shove it right at his face [15-20]

A cheap trick it was, but Effective nonetheless. His plethora of eyes were very sensitive as it was apparent from his volatile reaction; he swung his spear aimlessly with one hand while the other was doing its best to remove the thick mud.

>Take aim, fire an arrow [10-20]
>Jump on him with your Katana [12-20]
>Something else?

>>178148
hello anon.

>>178177
>Take aim, fire an arrow [10-20]
Hey soul.

>>178191
you forgot your roll, anon.

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>178214
oh sorry

>>178220
Your arrow missed his face by mere inches. The hunter of eyes was stunned no more. He roared in defiance with a blackish aura surrounding his twisted body. A bulbous yellow eye with a black Iris sprouted into the center of his face. All the eyes react to its appearance. A small bloody needle escaped the Irises of every eye. said needles were cutting the air to perforate you in a blink of an eye.

>Curl up, protect your vitals [5-20]
>Roll away from the needles [15-20]
>Roll towards the needles, close the distance [17-20]
>Something else?

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>178259
>Curl up, protect your vitals [5-20]

>>178281
At least it wasn't a one.

>>178281
The needles were faster then your reflexes, Dozens proliferated your lungs and heart. You dropped on the ground, twitching. Qurso approached you slowly, his spear crushed your ribcage and your heart in a brutal fashion. He threw what was left of your corpse away from his 'home'.

"Mayhaps this one should find a way to best this tormented father ...."

_________ YOU DIED _______


You were reborn back next to the emberless ash with Kesp by your side, he was panting "Master, you do pick the worst places to die."

>Give Kesp_____
>Attack him instead

>>178331
>Give Kesp the poison knives

>>178348
"Much Obliged."

The bastard vanished with the poison knives. Obviously he didn't came back with the useless robe. You put ____ on

>Paper set
>Red Scale Set

You planned your next move....

>Head to____
>Head back to the hunter of eyes
>Something else?

>>178385
>Red Scale Set
>Head back to the hunter of eyes

>>178400
You headed back to Wick Qurso where you found him resuming his old routine. Accursed Weir was there too with his wicked smiles on. He was waiting for you to finish off this crazed hunter..

The hunter stopped, he grabbed two Javelins and threw them with a semi-decent accuracy. they were his lasts.


>roll away [13-20]
>roll towards them, hastily fire an arrow afterwards [17-20]
>Something else?

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>178443
>roll away [13-20]

>>178454
A Javelin took a sizable chunk of your shoulder while the other missed you entirely.

Your left arm was nearly useless; you couldn't use your bow in such state. The red scale katana was meant to be two handed, wielding it in one hand was a bit troublesome for you.


Qurso grabbed his spear, he was so mad that he hurled it towards you with little focus.

>try to run away [5-20]
>roll away [13-20]
>Roll through it, charge ahead with your Katana [17-20]
>Something else?

>>178508
>roll away [13-20]
My luck is just god awful isn't it?

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>178541
whoops

>>178541
>>178551
The spear went through your face. You didn't have time to perceive such pain.

"Mayhaps this one ought to change this one's approach..."


_____________ YOU DIED _______

Kesp awaited you near the emberless ash, he was eager to take any of your belongings.

>Give Kesp______
>Attack him instead.

>>178634
>Give Kesp corris longsword

>>178657
The bastard was glad with your sword. he wished you luck before vanishing.


>head to___
>head back to Wick Qurso
>Something else?


reminder that the something else option is here so the quest won't be railroaded by the QM. It gives the player some freedom in various situations.

>>178692
>Head back to the sanctuary to buy things from Snitches before we end up giving away everything.

>>178735
You returned to the sanctuary. Snitches had recovered by then. The 'reward' he was taking about was a one time item for free. You chose:

>x10 throwing knives
>Corris Greatsword
>x5 firebomb
>A brave soul of an undead (5000)
>A spear
>A targeting shield
>A Whip
>x3 Dungpie
>x5 homeward bones
>x2 Lifeyearn dew
>Cursed ring of Norr
>x20 feather arrows
>A crossbow
>x20 wooden bolt

>>178806
>Corris Greatsword
Also how much souls do we have?

>>178806
>talking

>>178828
about a 1000 soul

>>178828
you took the greatsword. It was heavy, its swings would surely slow you down but its sheer power was worth it.

>Head to____
>Say something to_____
>Something else?

>>178896
>Check to see if the pyromancer is here yet. If so, give her the painful memory.

You found the woman of the far fire next to the bonfire . Her hands were burning inside in the the soft flames of the bonefire but it didn't seem to harm her. She had an unhealthy obsession gleaming in her eyes. Occasional moans would slip out of her lips. The firekeeper was too polite to stop her while the maiden didn't comment on this heathen act as she was busy with her prayers.

A frown was clear on her face as you interrupted her 'session' then again she was ever so grateful for your invitation.

"What is this? This memory....It is so...so, I can't find the proper words for it. I sense dark in these memories but the mystery is too tempting
for me. I will take the risk and decipher it. I...I would have share my pyromanceies with you but the pyromancies of the far fire requires a fire seed first for it is far more secular than other pyromancies. Bring me one and i shall teach you my memories."
>Head to____
>Say something to___
>Something else?

>>178914
damn it , it did it again.

>>179071
>Ask Snitches how he's holding up.

>>179071
>Ask what's she thinks of the bonfire, then this >>179085

>>179118
I second this motion.

>>179085
>>179118
>>179129

"It...it is beautiful, W-I would love to see the faces of O-my kin...those who exiled me to this barren. Oooooh....I could bask in its glory for years til naught is left of me. In the far fire, other pyromancies where forbidden as they originated from a different source. Haaah....I would kiss the filthy feet of the savages at the black marsh to teach me new memories.W-i have you at least,you would bring more memories to me, no?"

You confirmed her thoughts, Orros was happy with your words.


You check on the fly. His wounds were already recovered "Bruv, Bruv hear me out on this one, alright? You travel a lot no doubt. You know these parts, right? Wrong. You are not a fly. I , on the other hand, am. I am willing to do some...plundering provided that i get some...motivation. A large sum of souls would surely give me the Omf! i will flap my wings for the goodies. Are you into this?"

>Accept
>Refuse

>>179225
>Yes, but don't trick or kill anyone in order to do so, unless they harm you.

>>179225
>How much?

>>179234
>>179262
"hmmm, ten times your current souls. Hey! don't look at me like that; A fly gotta eat!"

with his latest act of bravery, you had little reason to distrust him.

>say something to___
>head to____
>something else?

>>179298
>Give another shot against Qurso

>>179338
With your newly acquired greatsword, you marched onwards to face the hunter of eyes for the third time. You had some high hopes in besting him in this encounter.


sadly, we will have to end it here. Thank you for your participation.

>>179388
Later Soul

hey.

i just wanted to say that we are going to start a bit later than usual

Back.

This time, you found the hunter of eyes weeping in the puddle of his victims. He piled them to resemble a small child .

He was too busy to notice your approach. Accursed Weir was in fact amused of this clash of blades, He dangled from another tree yearning for a better end.

>Shoot him with an arrow from behind [15-20]
>Charge with your Corris Greatsword [17-20]
>Something else?

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>183176
>>Shoot him with an arrow from behind

>>183276
Well shit, that's just my luck

You arrow missed its target. Qurso slowly stood up. He grabbed his spear gritting his teeth in anger. The bulbous yellow eye was still crowning his head.

"This one is quite a bore. Self expected much more from this one. The cycle shall continue until this one bests Self's future body...."

Having killed you twice, The hunter of eyes wanted to finish you quick so he could return to whatever he was doing; his eyes were ejecting this needle projectile for the second time.

>Curl up, protect your vitals [5-20]
>Back away, quickly loose another arrow [15-20]
>Roll onwards, close the distance between you and the hunter for a slow swing [18-20]
>Something else?
>>183276
hello anon

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>183345
>Curl up, protect your vitals [5-20]
Third times the charm

You curled up just in time. While it did agonize your back, your vitals were safe. You felt sluggish though.

The hunter of eyes wasted no breath; he leaped in the sky with his monstrous spear, you barely dodged his attack. Qurso sent you flying with a powerful kick. Your damaged red scale set was mired with the mud. You regained your balance, ready for another attack.

>Attempt to block with your Greatsword [5-20]
>Loosen another arrow at Qurso [15-20]
>Charge onwards with your Coris greatsword
>Prematurely Swing you greatsword just before his charge [18-20]
>Attempt to parry the hunter of eyes with your greatsword [20]
>Something else?
>>183350
hello anon.

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>183400
>>Attempt to block with your Greatsword

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>183400
>Attempt to block with your Greatsword [5-20]
Hey Soul

>>183400
shoot
>Charge onwards with your Coris greatsword [17-20]

>>183413
>>183419
Surprisingly enough, you greatsword bounced off the spear. you a had brief window to strike back.

>Scoop a wave of mud with your greatsword [2-20]
>Loosen another arrow [10-20]
>Perform a mighty swing with your greatsword [15-20]
>Something else?

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>183436
>Perform a mighty swing with your greatsword [15-20]
I hope this roll will be vastly different than lately

>>183450
With all your might, you swung your greatsword, It Lodged right in side, it was almost halfway through, really.

The hunter of eyes wailed in pain. His eyes were rampant, clueless. Some started to fall down on their own leaving sizable wounds oozing blood and pus on its departure.

All but the Yellow eye

It formed a black aura around the half-dead hunter. A powerful shock wave sent you flying. Black fur started to grow from the wounds.

" NO! NO! NO! NO!!!! THIS BODY AND EYE BELONGS TO SELF!! YOU SHALL NOT RUIN IT! BLAURGSHAEOU!!!! " Accursed Weir leaped from his tree splashing on the ground with his formless body. He was going to restrain his future body. A hidden tone was shown in the midst of his blatant rage.

>Do not interfere, you have done your part
>Attack Accursed Weir
>Attack the hunter of eyes
>Something else?

>>183548
>Do not interfere, you have done your part
Also tell Weir to calm down.

>>183580
Weir quickly surrounded the wounded hunter, Every inch of his body belonged to the accursed one

The proud hunter was no more.


______YOU DEFEATED______

+30000 souls

Crude doll, paper sword, paper armour has turned into dust


Moans of pleasures escaped the formless flesh in front of you. Weir wiggled around, touching himself without an ounce of shame "Hmmm, exquisite....hmm oh,....oh yes...oohhhhh yes. This one can take his arms and his. Self has got what Self needed."

>Old bone spear [30 STR, 30 DEX]

A large spear wielded by the hunter of eyes, Qurso. The spear was forged deep in the hunter's keep out of various bones of his previous hunters.

Very effective against beasts and their Ilk

>Time-worn key

An old rusty key, opens the main gate to the hunter's keep. Ostian was a proud noble before he went on beast hunting. He could not accept nothing but a lavish keep for his new covenant

>Say something to Weir
>Attack Weir
>Something else?

>>183655
>arm and this key

>>183655
>>183665
>Ask Weir what he just did and what he'll do now.

>>183655
>So why did you want this hunter?

>>183695
>>183720
"Does it matter? This one asks many questions. Curiosity is never good for this one.Self and Weir shall see this one, very....very soon." Weir stretched an appendage to a nearby tree. He waltzed away with little consideration to your question.

Alas, the path to the Eater of names was clear.

>Enter the Eater of names
>Head to____
>Something else?

>>183759
>Enter the Eater of names
To the former Vessel of Ash

>>183781
Should we not clear ourselves of this brand first?>>183759
Head back to Sanctuary.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>183781
>>183802

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>>183781
>>183802


_________ Eater of names _______


The mireness and murkiness of the Pilgrim's woods were gone, it was replaced with a scorching black moon with a white ring surrounding it You didn't know whether it was an actual/eclipsed moon or a sun in guise or something else entirely different. It didn't matter at the moment.

The ground beneath you was an amalgamation of black sand and large patches of black grainy glass. While you couldn't see any sun ray, the red scale set was cooking you. Sweat showered you, the humidity of this place was unbearable. Breathing proved to be difficult in these parts. your vision was blurring; you were certain that you were seeing things that weren't there.


A black Obelisk was in the dead center. You could not spot any structure in the Horizon.

>Leave Eater of names, head to_____
>Head E/W/S/N
>Something else?

>>183927
>Leave Eater of names, head to the Sanctuary
We uncovered most of Pilgrim's Woods, it time to level up and check on things.

>>183927
>Leave, go back to the Sanctuary.

>>183977
>>183982

You headed back to the sanctuary. Everything seemed normal. Orros was describing her life in the far fire to the firekeeper around the fire, while the maiden was praying alone. Snitches was keeping tabs on his wide selection of goodies.

Eresle gave you a prayer that you could not feel its true power.

>Innocence [20 FTH]

A strange miracle from unknown origins. Protects its casters from the dark whispers of the abyss.

Orros shared her memories with you, you need to learn how to cast pyromancy before using it though.

>Dead man's Ire

A strange pyromancy from unknown origin, produces a black flame produced from one's pain. It scales with one's current injuries. Should it miss, the caster shall die.


>Give Snitches 10,000 soul to scavenge_____
>level up [we can level up twice]
>Offer twisted soul of____ to Eresle
>Say something to____
>Leave head to____
>Something else?

>>184038
How many souls do we have and what twisted souls do we have?

>>184038
>Ask Snitches if he knows about Weir.

>>184041
31000

only the watchdog, my bad

>>184054
"Who? ohhhh, that ...thing. Look mate, I prefer to keep my distance from these kind of people that can gobble you up in a flash. He gave me some baaad vibes. Stay away from that blob if you want to live longer."
>Give Snitches 10,000 soul to scavenge_____
>level up [we can level up twice]
>Offer twisted soul of____ to Eresle
>Say something to____
>Leave head to____
>Something else?

>>184105
>Give Snitches 10,000 soul to scavenge Sea of Ioa, also tell him about the deal you finished with Weir And how he said he'll see us very soon.

>>184124
"Why thank you, good compeer. I have this urge to smell some fresh air in Ioa's sea. As for this deal....well it is certainly something. Keep your eyes open; don't trust the blob. He is trouble."

Snitches flapped his wings and left the sanctuary with an empty sack.

>level up [we can level up once]
>Offer twisted soul of the watchdog to Eresle
>Say something to____
>Leave, head to____
>Something else?

i can't open my eyes so we will have to continue tomorrow thank you for your participation

>>184155
I thought we got a soul from the jailers

>>184221
Alright cya

>>184155
>Offer twisted soul of the watchdog to Eresle

we will migrate soon
>>184223
damn it, I forgot

>>187318
And you forgot your trip

>>187428
>>187428
>>187428

>>187323
not anymore.