>>673177
> [GRATITUDE] Thankful Hona took the first watch

>>673177
>> [GRATITUDE] Thankful Hona took the first watch

So THAT'S why my thread 7.5 couldn't be archived. Huh.

I'm really sorry about that, even though it wasn't my fault. Is there anyway we can try and fix this?

>>673177
> [GRATITUDE] Thankful Hona took the first watch

>>673463

I got told to email the archive guy. I did in college today from mobile and we'll see what happened to it.

>>673468
Cool deal. I've been meaning to catch up on your quest anyway. Maybe I'll do it later tonight after work.

>>673464
>>673404
>>673218

You're grateful that Hona took a watch. This whole place gives you the creeps, in fact you don't think you've ever felt this on edge. In combat you're at home, you know you're a deadly concentrated force of nature, but this waiting for something to happen. More than that this is such an unusual situation. You're responsible for both Hona and Luc in a place that wants to kill you. Well and Luc, but you haven't seen anyone so much as bat -

The world goes blue and you sit bolt upright.

Luc is in a totally different position in the bed.

> Shake him; The fuck did you do?

> [CURIOSITY] Investigate

> [RELEIF] Explain to Hona a flash of blue is Luc doing stuff (don't reveal what though)

>>673543

> Shake him; The fuck did you do?

>>673543
> Shake him; The fuck did you do?
He probably just went to the bathroom or something...

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>>673738
>>673775

Somebody picking up my slack because I'm dumb and forgot. Thank you Redanon.

>>673543
>> [CURIOSITY] Investigate

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>>673775

>>673913
>>673738
>>673555

Writing soon.

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>>673738
>>673555

You shake him awake a tad rougher than you intended, your crimson eyes as wide as... fuck it smart similies later. "The fuck did you just do Luc?"

"I just went to go pee!" He blurts. You look at the door and find your makeshift barrier is still there.

"But he didn't pass me!" Hona whines.

You open your mouth to say its not her fault but Luc speaks again. "There's a lady watching us. She's hanging from a house by the outhouse." He says. "Her rifle is huge, about the size of this bed long and about two of my rifle thick."

Huh. Paranoia does payoff.

Surprisingly Honamurei is the one to speak. "Vas this lady skinny, kind of small and vith really long black hair?" She describes one of the veterans who sat at the back and just... stared.

"I'm not sure. I just saw her outline and the gun." He says dispaointed.

"Vait how did you know she vas a voman then." Hona asks, her mouth impossibly tiny as she ponders this.

Oh my god Luc totally got wrapped up staring at her tits. You pinch the bridge of your nose at the realization, "Did she have goggles on?"

He brightens up. "Yes. Yes. They were bright blue."

Hona frowns, as if something was just confirmed. "Yeah that's the chick who was staring at Luc when the band played."

You and Hona both make eye contact and ask, "So what's the plan?" At the same time.

[Red] KILL THE DARNITES [/Red]

> Let's keep watches and see what happens.

> [CRUELTY] Luc could you do what you do again and shoot her?

> Write-In

The failed colour is a vote option btw.

>>674025
> Write-In
>Luc can you do that little trick you showed me and we go visit her?

>>674025
>> Let's keep watches and see what happens.

>>674025
>>Luc can you do that little trick you showed me and we go visit her?
set the wires as close as we can while in time stop

>>674025
So we don't actually know what is going on here. It wasn't mentioned explicitly that she was a darnite, just that she appeared to be with the other two asshole who were, aggressively so.
> get Luc to stop time so you can go over there and introduce yourself without getting shot.
And by introduce yourself I mean interrogate her. Is this a darnite town, did we just pick the wrong pub?

>>674025

Luc can you do that little trick you showed me and we go visit her?

>>674187
>>674184
>>674106
>>674038
>>674030

Write-In Hype.

Writing in moment.

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"Okay Luc. Remember the trick you showed me?" He nods and grins. "you're going to do that, I'll do my trick to go introduce myself. Symbol to stop your trick will be this." You give him a thumbs up.

He mirrors it and runs to get his rifle from under the bed. The world goes blue and he's suddenly in what you would call underarmour. Lightweight leather, outfit bearing the Remy coat of arms. Nice. You're kitted out in your white jacket and trousers again after taking them off to sleep and Honamurei is still rocking her merc-card shark.

"Vhilst you two go make new friends I am feeling a bit peckish.I shal eat!" she claps once and you roll your eyes at the tiny glutton.

"Right Luc; weapon check. How many shots?" You ask watching him unload and reload his weapon.

"Seven Purps. I could buy more here tomorrow probably."

"No. Even if this becomes a full on battle no more than three shots. Be efficient." You order marvelling at how easily you've taken command of the situation. I mean, it's only a ten year old and your best friend but still.

You take Luc's hand in yours and the world goes blue.

2 minutes. Interacting with objects decreases your time. Speaking causes Luc migraines.

Let's go.

> Through the window. (Shorter route, interact with one object and have to catch luc) DC 14

> Door (Safer route, two objects, might be able to scope out a potential ambush) DC16

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>674297
> Door (Safer route, two objects, might be able to scope out a potential ambush) DC16

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>674297
> window
We are doing a ninja move, ninjas don't use doors

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>674297
>Window

>>674349
Ningen on.

>>674392
>>674349
>>674334

Writing. i'm flagging early tonight, football took it out of me. Prob last post until tomorrow.

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You nod to look to brace himself and he does. You open the window and look out. That storm hit with the fury of a.... you're either really tired or running out of good similies. Across the black and gloomy night you spot her hanging from a harness amidst frozen raindrops.

Yup, sniper.

You jump down and land with a satisfying thump on the rain slicked ground. Luc waits a second before jumping into your arms. You move quickly not knowing how much time you have left in the stopped time. You're moving in a full sprint, Luc having given up keeping up in favour of aiming at the sniper.

You jump flipping to land on the wall and run up to the point you're standing right next to the sniper hanging from the wall. Both your feet are millimetres apart when you start looping the wire. You give a thumbs up to Luc, time freezing with a wire threaded around your target's neck.

Time resumes in a flash of blue.

DC 17 for Crusader

If pass

> [CURIOSITY] Why are you spying on us?

> [PRIDE] You really need to pick your battles.

> [CRUELTY] I wonder if anyone will notice you hanging here before morning.

> Write-In

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>674513
> [CURIOSITY] Why are you spying on us?
Tie her up, doubly so!

>>674513
So the Crusader trait is a sort of scanner against Darna followers.
Isn't the DC 15?

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>>674535

You are correct on the DC. I'm really out of whack tonight. Have a wagon.

>>674513
> [CURIOSITY] Why are you spying on us?

>>674540
Still pretty high.
Does it only activate at a certeain treshold of Faith (priest, devout follower, mid-rank and up) or against anybody who ever payed lip service?

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>674513
> [CURIOSITY] Why are you spying on us?

>>674561

Purps hasn't dealt with it yet, but once she's aware of it I'm planning on having it be a lot more variable.

HVT like priests etc or even a guy who's taunting minerva are going to be harder.

But as of right now... well you'll see.

8 and 6

1 more roll needed.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>674540
I think i forgot my roll.

>>674586

The save.

Purps first Deus Vult will wait.

Like I said Orange, she can't start trying to repress it until she's experienced it.

>>674513
> [CURIOSITY] Why are you spying on us?

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>>674586
>>674562
>>674528

"Now why are you spying on us?" You ask as a second saw forms at your waist. A sharp intake of breath is all the warning you get, but you're prepared. You kick her rifle down into the dirt and recall your saw strangling her slightly.

"I don't like repeating myself." You say in your more comofortable monotone voice.

You press your other saw against one of her harnesses. "Fuck you." She spits.

You cut one of her harnesses.

Her makeshift noose tightens for a second as she stumbles form lack of support. You try to ignore Luc's gasp form below while your target gets her legs back on the wall. Her legs pull her back into position.

"I'd rather not hang you. But it'd far most tidy than most of my kills." You pull her gogles up with one hand and see disgust looking back at you.

"Boss wanted you watched. Starborn are trouble even when they seem sane." She glares at you, "Especially children of the flame." She growls.

> [GRATITUDE] Let her go

> [CRUSADER/ CRUELTY] Add her to the hangman's body count.

> Write-In

(I'm off to bed. Resume some point afternoon tomorrow GMT)

>>674691
> [GRATITUDE] Let her go
No need to have Luc see something like this.

>>674691
>You're boss? Who is that?

>>674691
On the one hand I don't want to start a fight against I don't even know how many of them will retaliate, also out companions will maybe be disappointed at us if we shot first?
On the other hand if we let her go back to her boss they might decide to escalate anyway.
>[GRATITUDE] Let her go
Fuck it, if those mercs attack us it will probably be an easier fight than if we antagonize the whole town.

Oh yeah, questions are good >>674723

>>674691
Supporting
>>674723
We're leaving as soon as possible

>>674691
Can we confiscate the mega-sized sniper?

>>674691
>> Write-In
>>Luc, congatulations on your new rifle. Take her's.
>> [GRATITUDE] Let her go

>>676054
>>674790
>>674761
>>674743
>>674723
>>674715

Will try and incorporate everything. Writing.

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>>676054
>>674790
>>674761
>>674743
>>674723
>>674715

You keep your saws steady as you reach around, finding the straps that kept the striker attached to the woman. She looks at you as best she can, trying to keep her hands stelly despite her shame. You find the catch and undo it with the same trick you use on your bra.

"Luc! Enjoy your new gun!" You shout, barely audible in the maelstrom of wind and water. You hear a splash below and risk a glance back to Luc who is running over to the rifle bigger than him and even wider.

"Now you, last question." You pause, she looks absolutely defeated. "Who's your boss?"

She giggles, before it turns into a strange deep whooping laugh. "You met him. Idiot." She spits on you. "Hurry up and kill me already Hangman." She laughs at you.

You've got to admire the attempt at a tough facade. That doesn't sotp you breaking her nose with a headbutt though.You release your wire and cut her harness at the same time, leaving her to gravity.

Leaping off the wall you flip and splash to the ground beside Luc. He flinches when you land,but you offer him your best attempt at a reasurring smile. He looks behind you and takes your hand quickly.

You take the rifle off him and put it it's sling on your shoulder. It is heavy. But you can bear it, getting to the wall you carry Luc bridal style as you walk up the wall to the open window. The kid is blushing furiously when you give him the thumbs up to stop fucking time six ways to summer.

"Good job Luc. Not sure if I could have done that so easily without you." He beams with pride.

"You'd have kicked her ass without me Purps; you're really strong." He refutes.

"Probably. But I would have had to kill her Luc. You saved a life tonight, never forget how important you can be, okay? It's why you'll be a great Attendant and Captain." You ruffle his hair as he begins to get undressed, leaving the conversation in comfortable silence."

> [CURIOSITY/WORRY] Where is Hona?

> [RELIEF] Get some sleep with no snipers.

> Write-In

>>676211
> [CURIOSITY/WORRY] Where is Hona?
Uh oh.

>>676211
> [CURIOSITY/WORRY] Where is Hona?

>>676211
>> [CURIOSITY/WORRY] Where is Hona?

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>>676256
>>676221
>>676214
Luc closes the window with a snap and begins playing around with his new rifle, giving it a check and loading and unloading it. His legs crossed on the bed like any other boy his age would be with a new toy.

It's then you realize Honamurei still isn't here and your door barricade isn't up. It hasn't been forced open or thrown aside. So clearly she hasn't come back from getting her meal yet.

You keep your hands close to the duet of spinning death on your hips, walking down stairs like some kind of weird cowboy. You're greeted to the band being swamped by adoring fans and counting their money. The rest of the crowd has thinned out, with those who came just for the music leaving. Only now do you realize this is quite an upscale tavern, with two wenches as well as the surly bartender currently wiping down round wooden tables. Even the bar is a welcoming strong darkwood.

At the bar though, you see Honamurei chatting away with the tatooed Darnite, his muscled arm around her while she bats her eyes at him. She bats her eye at him as he tells some boastful story and you're not quite sure how this makes you feel.

You attempt to blend into the crowd and approach the bar from a different area, straining your ears and eyes.

"And then I split the skull with my bear hands! Like a champion of Darna should, I consumed it's flesh to preserve it's soul." Hona's eye locks with yours and you see a distinct lack of joy on her face for that split second. The usual chipry little bird looking solemn and disgusted while the brute drains his tankard.

She laughs. But it's not her usual laugh - in fact you're ninety percent sure she's faking being drunk. But her next words prompt you making a hasty yet stealthy retreat back to the room; "Why don't you bring those strong arms upstairs. I'm sure a big man like yourself could look after me tonight?" You can practically hear the puppy dog eyes in her voice and are honestly surprised this guyis falling for such obvious false flirting. HE's either durnk stupid or both.

You lurk behind your door, saw forming into saws as you crouch in the shadows ready to pounce. "Luc, hide under the bed for a bit. Rifles too." You say, once again surprised with how quickly he agrees and complies.

The door opens and you.

WP 15 to resist crusader

> Tackle him to the ground

> Put your claws at his throat

> Close the door and clear your throat.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>676309
> Tackle him to the ground

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Heading to work, will return in 6 hours.

Remember;

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>676309
>> Put your claws at his throat

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>676309

>>676309
Porque no lo dos?
> Tackle him to the ground

> Put your claws at his throat
>Offer him a close-shaven cut. Throat, arms, legs, other limb... will depend on compliance.

>>677399
>>676325
>>676314

We resist and put our claws to his throat. Unless the last anon (who's speaking spanish for some reason) prefers tackle to claws.

>>678021
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vqgSO8_cRio
An old, well-known ad in North America

I was suggesting doing both (since there was a vote for each), but claws take priority.

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>>676309

You feel a burning sensation in your hands as you move to the man's back as quick as you can. You feet barely skirt the floor before the six feet are crossed. You bring your arms round until six points of steel are brushing against the man's hairy throat. The burning sensation gets more intense when you stop, but you focus yourself into blocking it and instead say, "One move and I shave this beard a bit too close. Maybe not your throat, arms, legs... other limbs. Nod if you understand." He nods.

Hona takes her gun from the dresser and closes the door. Once your makeshift barricade is in place she aims it at him from an angle you wont be hit. "Now Zat Ve are alone, I can honestly say to you... You're stupid, smell like goats and I vish I never met you!" Hona says with her usual energy back.

She is right, dude stinks.

> Kill

> [CURIOSITY] Ask Questions (What)

> Write-In

>>678164
Shit I dunno, it was Hona who brought him here, presumably she has a plan.
I wanna ask about hire strong Darna's presence in this town. Are they the main cult here, are there a lot of cultist?
Does your god forbid bathing?

Darnites = Rebels?

>>678384

They're the worshipers of Darna.

Mr Black was a Priest of Darna. You know the Rebels have sides with The Cult of Darna and that Darnites practice cannibalism & want to wipe out starborn.

>>678164
>Ask more about the religion, Ask if his working with the rebels and ask how many starborn he had killed.

>>678503
>>678235

Time to gather intel I guess.

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"You're going to tell me how strong a Darnite presense there is here. An estimate of numbers. Why are you working with the rebels? And finally does Darna spurn bathing." He bristles at the last question.

He doesn't answer, Hona pips up, "You don't have to answer in that order! Or all at Vonce! Purps is very patient!"

She beams while you lean in and whisper, despite the stench. "You don't want to see how patient I am."

He remains silent.

> Ask Nicely again.

> [FRUSTRATION] Slit his throat

> [CRUELTY] Ask Luc to go pee. Take his time.

Write-In

>>678596

> Ask Nicely again.

>>678596
> Ask nicely again
He hasn't even spat in our face yet. If that doesn't work cut off his nose, it's obviously non functional anyway.

>>678618

It'd be impressive if he spat in your face when you're behind him with claws to his neck.

>>678596
> Ask Nicely again.
He doesn't want to have his body turn in ash and his soul forsaken, right?

He also doesn't know Luc is under the bed, so let's keep it that way.

>>678622
Spit at the ground, spit towards Hona.

10 minutes until I write.

As it stands we're going to be polite.

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"I'm going to ask nicely one more time." You say sweetly, at least you think so. You're trying mimic Hona. "How strong. How Many. Why are you with the Rebels." You press your claws against his throat.

He clears his throat. "I'm going to fuck you two so hard you'll never walk again." Hona rolls her eye and he starts to shout. "You're going to drown in my cum you caret munching dyk-" Hona introduces her rapier to his shin.

His roar turns into a gasp of pain. "Not answering her questions and speaking very rudely. Tsk Tsk Tsk."


> Ask again

> Start with his sword hand.

> Wonder if he'd suit an eyepatch like Hona's

> Stab him in the dick

> Write-In

>>678765
Break one finger for each time he doesn't answer the question.

>>678765
>Start with the fingers, Then toes, then nails.

>>678765
>Sear a finger off.

>>678770
>>678788
>>678797

You make a show of dramatically sighing before slashing down at his left hand. He roars in pain as but you force you claw against his throat as he doubles over making him stand tall again.

Hona calmly takes his finger and sets it on the chair. Got to be tidy I guess? Blood spurts from his finger as he seethes.

"How strong? How many? Why?" You growl." Everytime you do not comply I cut.

"F-Fuck you. I've ripped bears apart with my bear hands."

You prepare to cut and,

> [CRUELTY] Ask Hona to get the skull from you pack.

> [FRUSTRATION] Slit Throat

> Write-In

>>678975

> [CRUELTY] Ask Hona to get the skull from you pack.

>>678975

> [CRUELTY] Ask Hona to get the skull from you pack.

>>679008
>>679004

Waiting another 5 mins. Then be the last post for tonight.

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>>679008
>>679004

You cut down sharply, and take another two fingers from his left hand. He only has a thumb and a pointer now. "Hona go into my bag please. You'll know what I want when I see it."

You let him slump to the floor this time, cursing you in another tongue. You really hope Luc doesn't get traumatised from this; but you are not allowing cannibal priests to stalk you and by extension him. They want starborn, he's a target.

You feel that strange burning again.

Hona returns, a bleached skull between her hands and you move to join her. The two of you stand in front of him as he looks up nursing his hand. "You know what this is? You ask him licking your lips. He's silent, "No?" Hona shrugs and squints at him... which looks weird with one eye.

"I guess you guys must not have went to the same sermons... Or maybe he was just too high ranking to know brutish trash like you. Who knows? Anyways; this is the first Darnite I met. A nonchalant arrogant little prick, who thought he could waltz into Grinnsmon and try to kill me. Eat my friend here and who knows who else."

The guy seems in disbelief, but the set of shoulders and the fiery look in his eyes reveals a distinct smoldering rage buried amidst his shock. "He put up one hell of a fight. But he's dead. And I'm not." You give your claws some wire so you can kill him from this range. "So answer the questions or end up joiing the collection. What do you say?"

He says Something and that something send you and Honamurei flying backwards from it's impact. You hit glass for a brief moment before you're thrown out into the storm. The wet ground eagerly acce[ts you and you hit hard. Throwing up lines of water into the air.

You recover quickly from the fall getting to a knee and staring up at your room's window in anger. Most of the wall is blown out, and there standing wielding his greatsword in one hand is the imposing barbaric figure of the blonde bearded Darnite.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8BHKLVr_Cxw

> [DETERMINATION] Intercept in mid air

> [PRDE] [MINERVA's LANTERN]

> Write-In

>>679413
> [PRDE] [MINERVA's LANTERN]

>>679413
> [PRDE] [MINERVA's LANTERN]
Purps' Fogging in the Rain

>>679413

> [PRDE] [MINERVA's LANTERN]

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Bedtime for me. Will see if I can find time to run tomorrow night but I' at my finace's house. Then college Monday.

Actually let's call Session 14 here since I don't know when I can run again.

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Please give me feedback about everything so far and direct all abuse to twatter or the discords for MKK and Wolfgang Jump Quest.

I love ya faces, time to archive.

>>679491
Always fun collecting wagons, Starborn.

Thanks for the run.

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