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You are in the room of an inn in Bridge Town, with a snoring Ben in the nearby bed. Merriam is in another room, thoroughly spent from last night's activities. And you are staring down a thin, light-haired and cream-skinned elf with narrow eyes and a smirk that could start a fire.

"Well, thank you for looking after him," you say, walking around the room until you are on the opposite side of the bed than she. Ben, completely out of it himself, remains blissfully unaware of your conversation. "I don't suppose that in addition to elven hearing, you have an elven name as well?"

"Kaylessa," she replies with a slight bow of her head. "And he told me about you already."

Your eyes narrow. If a drunken Ben whispered your secret to an elf, he's officially outlived his usefulness. "Did he..."

"Your name is Mary, and you're the one I should talk to. The 'brians' as he put it."

'Flattering, Ben, and not incorrect.' You smile again and say, "Well, here we are, talking. But what about? Perhaps you could start with why, exactly, you spent the night with my companion?"

She folds her arms and leans back against the nightstand. "I want a job."

"A job?" you blink. "I wasn't aware we were hiring."

"You might not be, in which case I'll leave and we'll go our separate ways. But Ben here was going on and on last night about how he is an adventurer now, and how he slaughtered three giant bats and a legion of undead."

"Well, he's at least a third correct," you smile. "But yes, it's true. Ben's going to be a big hero someday."

In the bed, he lets out a snort and rolls onto his side. You both look up from him and back at each other. Kaylessa speaks first. "Well, every hero starts somewhere. Maybe I can help, in exchange for some occasional coin, and a share of the loot, food and campfire warmth. And companionship, too."

You size her up. She's an elf, which usually means she's got more going on than what appears on the surface, but you can at least see a bow. She may be an archer, but she might also have some magic about her. It's often difficult to tell with elves.

>We're not interested, thank you.
>What are your skills?
>What is your going rate?
>Can you convince me it'd be worthwhile?
>Other/Write-In

>>1035818
>What are your skills?
Let's get the key info first so we know what we're haggling for.

>>1035818
>What are your skills?
>What is your going rate?

Let's figure out what we're buying and for how much, before we make any decisions.

>>1035818
>What are your skills?
>What is your going rate?

>>1035832
This.

>>1035818
>What are your skills?
>What is your going rate?
>Can you convince me it'd be worthwhile?

I'm down if she's got some thieving skills as well

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>>1035811

Ah, one important detail I forgot: the new pastebin. It will contain work for both of my current quests, including pastebins from last time, finished and in-progress alike.

http://pastebin.com/u/Damashi

And before I forget this as well: Happy new year, readers both new and old alike! I hope you had a good holiday vacation. I know I did. It's good to be back.

>>1035818
>What are your skills?
Aren't there adventurer/freelancer guilds that help with stuff like this?

>>1035818
>>Can you convince me it'd be worthwhile?

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>>1035832
>>1035836
>>1035839
>>1035843

You raise a brow and prepare to negotiate. "Very well, firstly: what are your skills?"

"I'm an archer, in case you were blind. I'm also a tracker, and a hunter. I'm skilled with natural medicines."

"Alchemy?"

"Some, not formally you understand. I learned in the wilds."

"You're a wild elf, I take it?"

"Half-wild, half-high elf. My mother was a wilder, my father was from the northern capital."

"I don't suppose you have any of that fancy elven magic then, do you? From your father's side, I mean."

"Some," she admits. "Nothing too flashy. Simple things. Speaking to animals, listening to the wind, picking locks."

Your brow raises slightly higher. "Is there much call for lockpicking out in the wild?"

"On chests and cages, yes," she slyly replies. "Especially when their owners aren't looking."

You stroke your chin. "Hm. How good of a shot are you?"

"Would you like me to shoot an apple off of your head?"

"No, but I could find someone to do it for me," you smile. "How about in a straight-up fight? Without your bow?"

"I'm not really the confrontational type," she shrugs. "I prefer to do my work from a distance, unseen."

'Well, we do already have a fighter with Ben. I do cover the ranged spectrum quite nicely, but it never hurts to have backup, and if she's a good tracker...' You bring up another point. "What is your going rate?"

"An even share of the loot, one-fifth, and if I kill someone then I get first pick on whatever is on their corpse."

>Ask what else she can do
>Bargain for better terms
>Ask about her past experience
>Accept
>Deny
>Other

>>1035882
>Ask about her past experience

>Bargain for better terms

>>1035882
>Ask about her past experience
She fills a niche, so assuming no red flags pop up,
>Accept
Just warn her we're currently out of work, after the whole mayor fiasco.

>>1035882
>Accept

>>1035882
>>Bargain for better terms
>>Ask about her past experience

Is she outlaw?

Does she have problems with powerful or less powerful people?

Does she have the sympathy of powerful people or communities/guilds?

Plus if she kills someone, it's also one fifth.

>>1035882
>>Bargain for better terms
If something is blatantly well suited for a sorceress we get to keep it, even if she killed the person first. Same goes to her if we find something suited for her.

>>1035893
>>1035906
>>1035909
She's already asking for a 1/5 share in a four-man party. I'm sure we can let her current terms slide.

>>1035909
Concur with this.

>>1035882
>Ask about her past experience

And this >>1035909 stipulation, it's one that shouldn't have to be said but wouldn't want to be screwed over pettiness

>>1035882

Accept
I mean we can always work on her and get ber to give up loot latter own by become sex slave addticed to us like we working on others.
Have any one read the dune booms or the ones after it?
Big thing about thise wemon giving such good sex that it makes men slaves to them, they start a huge war with thr men doing anything fir them.
We should do this

>>1035928

Also go on to say if she wanted a job then y didnt she come to us for the V?

>>1035928
>>1035954
We're not turning everyone we meet into a sex slave. We don't operate like that.

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>>1035893
>>1035894
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>>1035909
>>1035914
>>1035918
>>1035928

"Do you have any experience doing the kinds of things we're talking about?"

"Do you?" she asks, somewhat cocky. "More than this one, that's for sure." She points down at Ben. "I've seen 'first-day heroes' before. I've also seen a few last-day heroes as well."

"You'll pardon me for saying that you don't look particularly weathered."

"I've been around others, is what I'm getting at. I know my way around, both a map and a bow. Now, do we have a deal or not?"

"First thing's first: your terms about getting first pick on a body. So long as you don't withold anything that could be of use to me as a mage, I won't withhold anything from you that you would find more useful."

"Done."

"And you agree to a one-fifth split?" You ask this, knowing full well there are only four of you. Where she got the idea of there being five, you aren't certain, but you can safely bet that Ben had something to do with it...

"I do."

"Then it's done," you say, walking about the bed to shake her soft and thin hand. "Welcome to the group, Kaylessa."

"A pleasure," she replies, shaking your hand back. "What's first on the agenda?"

>Wake up Ben
>Ask her a few more questions
>Go see Merriam
>Head down to the tavern and see how things are going
>Other

>>1035989
>Wake up Ben

>>1035989
>Kaylessa wakes up Ben
>Go see Merriam
Then, breakfast and consolidating our leads.

>>1035989
>>Go see Merriam

>>1035989
>Wake up Ben
>Go see Merriam

>>1035989
>Ask her a few more questions
Ask for more about how she came to be in this place at this time, what she's been doing before this.

>>1035989

>Head down to the tavern and see how things are going>>1035981

Not every one j7st people close to us/ important people in power.

>>1035989
>>Go see Merriam
>>Head down to the tavern and see how things are going

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>>1036012
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>>1036056

"Since you were so kind in spending time with him, perhaps you could do me a favor and wake him up as well?"

She shrugs. "Very well."

You leave the room and head back to your room and unlock it. Within, Merriam picks up her head and stares at you with half-lidded, droopy eyes. "Mary...?" she asks in a dull tone. "What happened?"

"Nothing, I just got dressed before you," you tell her. You walk over to the bed and sit down on it, taking her head into your lap and running your fingers throug the magnificent red hair you gave her. "Did you sleep well?"

"Mmmhmm..." she says, closing her eyes again. "I could sleep like this forever..."

"Oh, believe me, I know. But forever won't wait for us to get there, and we won't get there in here. So let's get up, dressed and some food in our bellies, hmm?"

It takes some more coaxing, but eventually she does leave the bed. She is rather shy in getting dressed; sweet really, considering you know her body better than she did before last night. Once she is dressed, you meet Kaylessa and Ben downstairs for breakfast. His head is throbbing, and so is hers.

"A shame you don't have any elf in you," she says with a joking smile. "It helps on mornings like these."

As you sit and order a simple breakfast, helping Ben and Merriam get over their light hangover, you consider what to do next.

>Look for a job
>Explore the wilderness
>Follow up on rumors you heard last time
>Ask Kaylessa for advice on good adventuring locales
>Other

>>1036092
>Look for a job

>>1036092
>Look for a job

>Other
Get some gear for Merriam and Ben.

Did we get any reward for our little event with the Mayor ?

>>1036092
>Follow up rumours

>>1036107
>Did we get any reward for our little event with the Mayor ?

We took about five-hundred coins from his office, that was a bonus.

As for a reward, nah, just Ben getting a pat on the back from the lead paladin.

>>1036111
>As for a reward, nah, just Ben getting a pat on the back from the lead paladin.

Cheap bastards

>>1036092
>>Look for a job
>Buy some supplies/equipment for our merry group.

>>1036092
>Ask Kaylessa for advice on good adventuring locales
We've got a pair of local greenhorns in our party, and Sirena is mildly out of her depth, so it may help to find out how to get started on this whole "adventuring party" business.

>>1036111
As a reminder, we are promised a regular payout from the Digger farm once they get that operation up and going again.

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>>1036121

After a fairly decent breakfast (for a backwater place like an inn in Bridge Town) you and your companions head outside.

"Wait, where is the other one?" Kaylessa asks.

"What other one?" Ben replies, rubbing his eyes.

"The one you said last night was with the other two," the elf says. "You said there were two others than your sister."

You stop, freezing in place. You turn and look back at Ben. 'Choose your words very, very, VERY carefully, Cutter...'

He blinks a few times. "Oh... Must've spoken out of turn, I suppose. There's only one Mary."

"But I said I would take a fifth of the loot!"

"Yes, you did," you snicker. "Oh well!"

As Kayless chews Ben out, you and Merriam approach a nearby board and look at it. "What is this?" she asks.

"I saw this the other day. A board where people post problems they are too stupid or unskilled to solve by themselves, so they are willing to pay. I like that, it seems like a good place to start."

You start inspecting the various parchments, running your finger over the paper and reading.

>Give me some 1d100s for whatever is posted on the board!

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>1036180
Please no rats in the cellar.

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>1036180

>>1036193
Uhp, time to stop rolling, gents.

>>1036180
Kek. Think it is better we keep Ben from drinking too much from now on.

>>1036200
>>1036193

No, no, please, give me one or a few more, go ahead.

>>1036200
That's not a guarantee it's going to be a good job.

Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>1036180
I'll bite

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>1036180

I'm guessing these just match up to a random encounter table, also I was going to throw this out anyways if we're incorporating an adventuring group I think we should all get a 5th potion of loot anyways and keep a 5th (in our hands) set aside for party supplies and emergencies

>>1036189
>>1036193
>>1036218
>>1036219

Let's look at some headlines.

>Red Goblin raiders!
>Bounty on Demon! (Note: "may not actually be demon" is scrawled underneath it)
>Barbarians from the west!
>Haunted tower!
>Other/search elsewhere for work

>>1036253
>>Haunted tower!
This. If we end up clearing the place, we find ourselves a nice headquarters.

>>1036253
>Haunted tower!
Sounds fun.

>>1036253
>Haunted tower!

>>1036258
This is good logic.

>>1036253
Haunted tower

>>1036253
>>Haunted tower!
Looks like we're about to get our spook on.

>>1036253
>>Bounty on Demon! (Note: "may not actually be demon" is scrawled underneath it)

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>>1036258
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>>1036262
>>1036273
>>1036304

You focus on one headline in particular, about a haunted tower.

>Reward offered to any and all who can cause the terrible specters that emerge from the lone tower near the eastern road, before the first river crossing from Bridge Town heading north, to cease.

'Hmm... Haunted tower? Specters? This could be up my alley.'

>For additional details, visit the local guard garrison and ask for Lt. Blont.

"I actually think I know that place," Merriam says. "It's east of the Digger farm. I've never been, but I've heard stories."

"What kinds of stories?"

"You know... ghost stories. Figures in the night and sky, howling banshees, monsters... Nobody really knows. Could all be stories."

"Well, there's a post here asking for help in dealing with them, so I'm thinking it's not all stories," you say, taking the note off the board. "We could very well be looking at a halfway-decent reward, depending on how hard the work is..."

'And,' you think to yourself, 'I might be in the market for a new tower...'

Ben and Kaylessa walk over then. "I heard some of it," she says. "Ghosts? You've picked a bit of a doozy for a green party, don't you think? Unless you've got magic that can hurt them, my arrows and his sword aren't going to do much."

>Look for another job
>We'll take this one
>Shop for supplies
>Take Kaylessa off to the side and discuss >>1036219's idea
>Other/write-in

>>1036332
>>Shop for supplies
We got some coinage, let's put it to use.

>>1036332
Are anti-specter enchantments a thing?

>>1036332
>We'll take this one
>Shop for supplies

>>1036344

Yes, magical encompasses a broad spectrum, but finding an enchanter in a place like Bridge Town isn't likely.

Hmmm...we might want to take a smaller one for now, then, and come back to this one. Maybe the raiders.

>>1036332
>Take Kaylessa off to the side and discuss >>1036219 (You)'s idea

Yes please, there's no disadvantage to just having the idea out there in the first place (since we'll hold onto the extra portion) and it smooths out any tensions that might be there for feeling tricked

>We'll take this one
>Shop for supplies

>>1036332
>We'll take this one
>Shop for supplies

>>1036338
>>1036347
>>1036398
>>1036401

We currently 568 coins (lost two for breakfast).

How much do we want to spend? Let's just say,

>25%
>50%
>75%
>Some other variable

With less meaning worse gear and more meaning better gear. If you want me to pull up prices, I can, but I'd rather not -- I could use a generic D&D gear list but prices can vary depending on location, availability, etc.

We're fairly good on non-combat supplies, and currently Ben and Merriam are both unarmored and Ben has his father's sword.

>>1036403
>75%

>>1036403
>50%

We want to invest early, no sense in losing anyone due to a lack of supplies and allies are more important than money

>>1036403
>75%
We can easily obtain more coins in the future.

>>1036403
>>50%

>>1036403
>75%

>>1036403
>50%

>>1036403
75%

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>>1036484

After a short period of shopping, you, Merriam and Ben are all decked out in new clothing and gear! For Merriam, you went with a simple and functional set of leather armor, enough to allow her to move and not tight enough to choke her. You purchased for her a dagger, which you instruct her to keep with her at all times.

For Ben, he was more costly. A nice, barely-used set of chainmail for his torso and his upper legs, along with some shoulder plating. A few leather belts to hold it all together, along with a shield to allow him some defense, and a helmet. That, along with the new boots and pants have him looking almost like a warrior! 'Still quite young and green-looking, though,' you have to admit to yourself. 'Still, if half of success is looking the part, then we're halfway there!'

Kaylessa didn't need much. A few more arrows, some other supplies. She seems rather minimalistic in this regard -- likely due to her wild elf parentage.

For you, however, you faced a unique problem. Look like a mage, or not? You wouldn't be able to hide it forever. So, you need something to distinguish yourself, something unlike most things other people wear...

You find it in the form of a hat. Not just any hat, but a nice, classic witch hat, the kind you used to look down upon. This fashion is very last-century, but for the sake of disguise, you'll wear it. It's not like the REAL Sirena would be caught wearing one, right? That makes it a great disguise.

Or does it make it a poor disguise? Would they be looking for someone who looks more like Sirena, or the least like Sirena?

'...Better to play it safe than sorry. I've already encountered one group of bounty hunters, and who knows if those paladins are still around...'

All in all, with the purchases you've made and additional supplies for ten days, you now have 142 gold.

>Head to the tower!
>See if you can research it first
>Let's hold off on going to the tower until we're slightly stronger
>Ask the others for ideas
>Other

>>1036517
>See if you can research it first

>>1036517
>>See if you can research it first
There's no downside to preparation. If it seems too dangerous, we can just hold it off for later.

>>1036517
>Research first
Inb4 Sirena gets attached to that hat

>>1036517
>See if you can research it first

>>1036517
>See if you can research it first

Maybe get water from the magical healing well. If there is undeads in there holy water might be useful

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>>1036585

"Hm, I'd like to learn more about this place, first," you say to them. "Ben, what say you? Want to kill ghosts?"

"Sure!"

"But how, dear Ben, do you kill that which is already dead?"

"...Uh..."

"Exactly. We should learn some more, first. Perhaps studying on the history of this place..."

"We could start by going to that lieutenant," Kaylessa suggests. "Or I could ask around for rumors."

"I know a local scribe who has a lot of old, dusty books in town," Merriam offers, and the idea intrigues you.

>Go to the lieutenant who posted the job
>Go to the scribe and see if he has the history of the place
>Have Kaylessa prowl the streets for more info
>Head up north to Elder Grey; see if she knows anything
>Other

>>1036593
>Go to the lieutenant who posted the job
>Have Kaylessa prowl the streets for more info

>>1036593
>Go to the scribe and see if he has the history of the place

>>1036593
>>Go to the scribe and see if he has the history of the place

>>1036593
>Go to the scribe and see if he has the history of the place
>Head up north to Elder Grey; see if she knows anything

>>1036593
>Other

Everybody split up, Ben talk to the LT, Kaylessa hit the streets, Merriam talk to the scribe and I'll go talk to a source up North a bit we'll meet back here to review what we've found

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>>1036622

You motion for Merriam to lead the way. She takes the group to an old shop near the outskirts of the loosely-defined town and knocks on the door. An old man answers, poking his head out. His face is mostly hidden behind a large, bushy beard. "Eh? What do you want?"

He looks your group up and down. "Bah. Adventurers, no doubt."

"Actually, researchers!" you say, pushing your way to the front. "Hello, sir, my name is--"

"I don't care! What do you want?"

You keep your anger in check and remain composed. "Ahem. We're looking for information on a nearby haunted tower."

"Oh, is that all? What's your offer?"

"My what?"

"Does this look like a STORE to you, little missy? This is my HOME! And my knowledge, a wealth of it gathered through YEARS of travel, study, apprenticeship and actual research does NOT come cheaply!"

"Well, I--"

"Make an offer or shut up!"

He slams the door in your face before you get a chance to answer him. Merriam clears her throat and puts her fingers together. "Perhaps I should have mentioned that he isn't exactly a... people person."

You straighten your hat. 'He wants an offer? I'll make him an offer...'

>Money
>Power
>Favor
>Go elsewhere
>Other

>>1036697
>>Money
We still got enough to bribe this guy hopefully.

>>1036697
>Favor

We've got magic, it's a renewable resource

>>1036697
>Favor

>>1036697
>Favor
Teach him a spell I guess, but do so in private.

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>>1036711
>>1036713

"Alright, I'll handle this," you tell your allies. "Go talk to that lieutenant or something. Dig up rumors. Leave the old man to me."

They slowly back away as you knock on the door. He opens it and is about to speak, but this time YOU cut him off. "HOLD IT! We're going to go inside and TALK about this, RIGHT NOW. Got it, old man?"

He stares at you with milky eyes under bushy white eyebrows, but then moves aside. You stride past him and into his home, which smells like old paper and ink.

"Well?" he says as he closes the door.

"Magic," you say, rather simply. "I have it, and I can use it. What do you want done?"

He sits in a chair alongside two massive stacks of paper. "I suppose the weeds around my property have been getting rather long."

Your eye twitches. "Excuse me?"

"And I reckon that I could use a new latrine dug."

"These tasks are... menial labor! I have magic, you old fool!"

The thick spectacles on his face shine. "So do I. Now sit down and shut up." You brush some papers off of a chair and sit, folding your arms and legs. "Now, as I was saying... Your offer. Magic. I have magic to help me see things, but I don't have much in the way of making things happen."

"You speak of divination," you reply.

"I know what it's called, thank you very much! My spells help me read ancient languages, see into the past, see things far away, gain visions of the future..."

His voice trails off and your eyes widen slightly. Could he have ascertained your true identity? Could he be reading your mind? 'Oh no! Think random thoughts... La, la, la, I'm not Sirena, I'm not Sirena Le Doux... Curses!'

However, his expression doesn't seem to change. "It just so happens that I want something... And you can help me get it. I have studied it for a long while, seen it in texts and in my spells, but I am too..."

"Old?"

"BUSY!" he shouts back. "Now then, you made an offer, so here is MINE: get me what I want, and you'll have free access to all of my knowledge! In fact, I might even see fit as to teach you a thing or two."

>What is it?
>Set the terms
>What is the extent of your power?
>Make a counter-offer
>Other/Write-In

>>1036777
>>What is it?
Let's hear what he wants.

>>1036777
>What is it?

>>1036777
>What is it?

>>1036777
>What is it?

>>1036777
>>What is it?

Divination nice :)
Why are all good mages cunts though?

>>1036814
because they can afford to be.

>>1036777
>What is it?

These are better terms than I expected so I am guessing the task is also going to be harder than I expected

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>>1036814
>Why are all good mages cunts though?

We haven't met more than half of the teachers; I'm sure we're just getting the rotten eggs out of the way until we get to the level-headed ones.

They can't ALL be jerks, right?

>>1036791
>>1036792
>>1036794
>>1036814
>>1036866

"So be it. What is it that you desire?"

"A bath," he says, and this is followed by several moments of silence. Suddenly he bursts into laughter, right around the moment when you were starting to think he was serious. "What? That's a JOKE! Bah, kids these days."

"Har har..."

He reaches for a book and flips through its pages. Finally, he finds what he is looking for and holds it up. "Behold! A lantern."

Sure enough, it is a picture of a lantern. "...Yes, yes it is. You want it? Because I can go buy you one and--"

"This cannot be BOUGHT! It must be taken from its resting place in the tomb of its master! Retrieve this lantern for me, and I shall uphold my end of the bargain, witch."

"I am NOT a witch."

"But the hat -- ah, kids, nevermind."

"So, where is this tomb?"

"It is beneath a destroyed village to the north... There lurks an old woman, surrounded by dead cats."

You blink for a moment. "Wait, what?"

He clears his throat. "It is BENEATH a DESTROYED village to the NORTH... There lurks--"

"I heard you the first time! But I've been there. I saw no dungeon!"

"Did you see a great tree in the heart of the village, hm?"

"Yes, well--

"And did you INSPECT IT? Perhaps discovering a secret hole beneath its roots? No? Then shut up! You know nothing."

'You're very, very, VERY lucky I could get some use out of you, old man...' You clear your throat. "Very well. I shall return to this place, and find this tomb, and bring you back the lantern."

He nods. "Good! And if you see my ex-wife, tell her 'hello, have you died yet?' for me."

>You were married to Elder Grey?
>What dangers may lurk in this tomb?
>Ask him more about what he can teach you
>Get going
>Other

>>1036874
>>You were married to Elder Grey?

>>1036874
>What dangers may lurk in this tomb?

Let's bring up the marriage with Elder Grey first, we already have a good relationship with her and I am not sure how he would react to finding out we know her

>>1036874
>What dangers may lurk in this tomb?

>Get going

Lets not reveal that we know Elder Grey. It is fitting we can also ask what she knows about the tower.

>>1036874
>You were married to Elder Grey?

>>1036874
>>You were married to Elder Grey?

>>1036874
>They can't ALL be jerks, right?
I'm afraid that's a possibility...

Haha nice one QM, the mad catlady and the egocentric oracle...

>Get going
She might teach us how to talk with the spirits, so that we could get the haunted tower done on our way back.

>>1036874
>You were married to Elder Grey?
"Also do you really think she'd stay dead for long.?"

>>1036874
>What dangers may lurk in this tomb?

Or just get going. Don't let him know we know Grey. He clearly dislikes her.

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>>1036881
>>1036899
>>1036900
>>1036935
>>1036939

'Well, that's a surprise.' You smile and ask, "You were married to Elder Grey?"

"Hah! Is that what she's calling herself these days? Fine. Let her play like she is some wise old woman and not some bitter old hag. Bah... So, you met her, I take it?"

"I learned a thing or two from her."

"Ah, so she isn't dead yet. Fantastic. Don't spend much time around her, girl, or you'll find yourself swept up in the business of the hags."

"She said she left their coven, actually."

"And I'm sure didn't mind at all," he mutters his warning. "Sooner or later, they'll come for her. You had best hope you are not there when they do."

Through narrow eyes, you watch him turn and look towards the nearby fireplace. For a moment, the only sound is the crackling of the fire. You decide to change the subject.

"What dangers may lurk in this tomb? Surely you've seen those as well."

"There is danger, yes... What old tomb isn't full of it? Ah, I remember one expedition to a grand desert in a faraway land... filled with mummies, it was! What a time."

"Right, but about THIS tomb..."

"And another, golems! Ah, so many golems..."

"Old man..."

"And then there was the snake cult's ancient temple, yes, that was quite a tomb!"

You sigh, stand up and walk out. Even after closing the door, he continues to rample, now lost in the sight of his own memories. Heading back to town, you discover the others near your stabled horses. It seems Kaylessa has her own, a golden-haired mare with a white mane.

>Sirena will go north alone
>The party will go north together
>A brief stop at Cutter farm
>Ride for the old village, but avoid Elder Grey and Boris
>Other

>>1036957
>Sirena will go north alone

>>1036957
>Other

If we haven't followed up with the other sources let's split down the middle. We'll take Kaylessa with us on our way North (we'll be able to see how she does dealing with whatever is in the tomb with us) and Ben and Merriam stay and track down extra information

>>1036957
>Sirena will go north alone

Tell the rest to head for the Cutters farm, we will meet up there.

>>1036957
>>The party will go north together

Meet Elder grey and ask her to teach us some spirit stuff if she knows anything about it. Also ask her about the tomb.

I'd also like to know what are the goals of the coven...

>>1036957
>>The party will go north together

>>1036957
>Sirena will go north alone

>>1036957
>>1036983
>>Other
>If we haven't followed up with the other sources let's split down the middle. We'll take Kaylessa with us on our way North (we'll be able to see how she does dealing with whatever is in the tomb with us) and Ben and Merriam stay and track down extra information

I am actually seconding this, we might use a little privacy to estimate her potential and show her our relation with (yet another) necromancer without alarming the others.

>>1036987
>>1036992
Think Ben will take kindly to us knowing a necromancer?

>>1036996
Ehh, switching support.

>>1036996
Know what? I'm changing my vote to this as well.

>>1036997

He already knows we are

>>1037012
He knows we know a little, but him figuring out we've had multiple masters... too risky.

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>>1036996
>>1036983
>>1037001

"We're going to split up," you say to the others. "Kaylessa, you'll be coming with me to a tomb. Ben, Merriam, you'll remain at your family farm."

The elf cocks a brow. "Any particular reason?"

"Consider it a test," you reply. "I know them and what they can do, so I'd like to see what you can do."

"Fair enough," she concedes. Climbing up onto her horse, she asks, "Where to?"

You, Ben and Merriam mount up on the two horses. "Follow us," Ben instructs her. Soon enough, by late afternoon, you have arrived at the Cutter farm. The two boys, Frog and Toad, run out to greet their siblings. You and Kaylessa ride by, offering a wave to them and to their mother from the doorway.

"We'll be back soon," you say to the siblings, blowing them both a kiss.

As you ride north, Kaylessa speaks, not content to let a certain matter rest. "Listen, about this one-fifth share business..."

>Change it to one-fourths, even
>Keep things the way they are; you get two-fifths
>Keep one fifth of each loot haul for the "group"
>Dodge the subject for now
>Other

>>1037043
>Keep one fifth of each loot haul for the "group"

>>1037043
>Keep one fifth of each loot haul for the "group"

>>1037043
>Keep one fifth of each loot haul for the "group"
Might as well. I see it as somewhat of a personal savings.

>>1037043
>Keep one fifth of each loot haul for the "group"
I like the idea of having a group fund pool.

>>1037043

Keep one fifth of each loot haul for the "group

Wink wink but we get to hold it

>>1037043
>Keep one fifth of each loot haul for the "group"

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>>1037051
>>1037060
>>1037062
>>1037063
>>1037065

"There's nothing to talk about, really," you shrug.

She grows slightly indignant. "So, I get one-fifths. What do you get? Two-fifths?"

You smile. "My dear Kaylessa, you wound me. As a matter of fact, I was going to suggest that we have a group... fund, if you will."

"What?"

"We all will take one-fifth. The fifth portion will go to the 'group' itself. We can spend or save our money as we see fit, but this way we will always have something saved up in case one of us, or all of us, need help."

She pauses. "That... makes sense to me. But who holds onto it?"

You shrug. "How about we rotate? If you can't trust me."

"It's not that I can't trust, but we hardly know each other."

"I'm sure that will change soon enough," you reply.

It is not long before you come upon the outskirts of the town. It is curious, whenever you look upon it; this was the first place you found when you ran away. Strange that fate keeps bringing you back to it.

>Head straight for the tree
>Tell her to wait here; go see Elder Grey
>Go and speak with Elder Grey with Kaylessa
>Other/write-in

>>1037153
>Tell her to wait here; go see Elder Grey

Elven Rangers/Rogues and Necromancers dont go well together.

>>1037153
>>Head straight for the tree

Let's just get this one finished. We can talk more with Elder Grey when there aren't elf rangers around.

>>1037153
>Tell her to wait here; go see Elder Grey
Ask her about spiritism!

>>1037153
>Head straight for the tree

>>1037153
>Go and speak with Elder Grey with Kaylessa

"Here is one of the various teachers I have picked up some magic from."

>Go and speak with Elder Grey with Kaylessa

Quick break; dinner and a chat on the phone. I'll let you know when I'll be back to write the next update.

>>1037153
>>Go and speak with Elder Grey with Kaylessa

>>1037153
>>Tell her to wait here; go see Elder Grey
We should probably probe Kaylee to see how she feels about necromancers and such before we start exposing our secrets.
Plus we can talk about Grey's husband without having to explain all the relationship mess to Kay.

>>1037183
>Ask her about spiritism!
This is why we need to spend a little more time with The Plague Doctor. He had a nice book on spirits that we were going to read until we ended up voting to leave prematurely.
But yes, if Grey can teach us something new, by all means.

I'm personally hoping we can control the spirits of the tower to join us. We could keep them invisible or in a bottle next to our backpack skeleton. which we also need to improve on.

>>1037153
>>Tell her to wait here; go see Elder Grey

Let's not reveal all our secrets, she doesn't need to know more than Ben and Miriam do

>>1037262

Well, that took longer than expected. Sorry about that, folks, my sleep schedule got messed up yesterday and I ended up dozing.

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>>1037163
>>1037183
>>1037554
>>1037556

"Do me a favor and wait here; keep an eye on things."

"Going inside yourself?"

"Not to the tomb, no. I won't be too long," you reply. "Just give me a signal if you see anything coming."

Kaylessa nods, though she doesn't quite believe you, something you can tell from her body language. She remains here, keeping a lookout as you enter the village. You ride past the dead tree and straight to Elder Grey's house; you can already see undead eyes of cats looking upon you, but they do not move to intercept you. Seems like they remember you.

You dismount, tie up the horse and walk in to discover Elder Grey in a different room than usual, with Boris slumped up against one wall. You do not have to announce your presence for her to know who you are. "There's a different wind about you today," she says. "Something's changed."

"A few things," you reply. "I've come back with a purpose."

>Ask about the tomb
>Ask about her ex-husband
>Ask more about the hags
>Ask how she is doing
>Other

>>1038083
>>Ask about her ex-husband

So I know why you broke up with him. Man is he insufferable.

>>1038083
>Ask about the tomb
>Ask more about the hags

>>1038083
>Ask about the tomb
>Ask about her ex-husband

>>1038083
>Ask about the tomb

>>1038083
>>Ask about the tomb

>>Ask more about the hags

>>1038083
>Your husband says Hi. He was an ass
>Ask how's she's doing
>Ask about the tomb

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>>1038092
>>1038097
>>1038113
>>1038154
>>1038163

"Purpose? What might that be?"

"Firstly, to just say that I met your ex-husband. I can see why you split."

Her wrinkled face twists into a smile. "Ahahah! I'm surprised he's still alive."

"He says the same."

"We're both too stubborn to die. Ah, but what a gentlemen he used to be..."

"Secondly, I'm here about a tomb, under the tree. What can you tell me about it?"

"There's not much to interest you down there, I am certain," she says. "A few trinkets, perhaps..."

You narrow your eyes as she pets one of her dead cats. "You aren't hiding something from me, are you? You neglected to mention it last time I was here."

"Because I and my lovelies keep well enough away from it," she says. "There is something that lurks down there that is beyond my power to control."

Now she has your full interest. "Go on, then. What is it?"

"When this village was destroyed, the only place that was protected was that tomb. That is because the elders of this place ensnared a guardian to protect it and keep the dead placed within it safe, and their belongings."

"Well, I'm just here for a lamp. Though, if I happen to see some other things, I won't mind if I help myself."

"Be cautious, girl," she warns. "It has been long since that guardian has stirred, and it is doubtless... hungry."

"What is it?" you ask, but she shakes her head and says nothing more. You roll your eyes and let out a short sigh.

>Check out the tomb
>Get Kaylessa
>Bring Boris along
>Ask her some more questions
>Other

>>1038172
>Get Kaylessa
>Bring Boris along
Time for our very first zombie to strut his stuff.

>>1038172
>>Get Kaylessa
>>Bring Boris along

>>1038172
>>Check out the tomb
>>Get Kaylessa
>>Bring Boris along

>>1038173
>>1038177
>>1038178

Before I catch some more Z's, let me get a few 1d100s so we can generate this guardian.

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>1038172

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>1038179

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>1038172
>>1038179
>>1038172
>>Check out the tomb
>>Get Kaylessa
>>Bring Boris along

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>>1038178
>>1038179
>>1038180
>>1038181
>>1038182

>All these green ID codes

How wicked

Anyway, I'll finish up on my sleep now, we'll resume when I get up.

Interesting sleeping cycle you have boss, reminds me of me when I was still overworked.

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>1038179

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>1038179
Rolling for the fun of it.

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>1038179

>>1038180
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>>1038182
>>1038209
>>1038257
>>1038271

Thanks for the rolls. Writing the next update now.

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"Come along, Boris," you say to the stitched-together corpse, who moves for the first time since your arrival. He stands up in an awkward, stiff way and lumbers towards you. "I'll be borrowing him for the time being," you tell her, and then leave.

Boris follows you to the edge of the town, where Kaylessa immediately sees him accompanying you. Her ears seem to perk up, not unlike a cat's, as she focuses immediately upon him and sensing potential danger. But she can also clearly see that he is following you, and so she doesn't move to attack, but she is immediately prepared with a few questions.

"What is that?" is the first.

"This is Boris. Don't worry, he is harmless, unless I command him not to be."

"Did you find him in the tomb?"

"No, he was made before I ever knew of the place."

"I see... So you are a necromancer, then?"

"I don't consider myself a necromancer just because I know a bit of necromancy," you explain. "Do you consider yourself solely an archer? No, of course not, you explained that to me earlier today."

That seems to satisfy her to a degree, but she is still wary. "Very well... I take it he's extra muscle?"

"For now. Let's go see about this tomb, shall we?"

She dismounts and follows you up to the tree. Finding the hole is an easy task, but it is small wonder you didn't find it before, as it is covered with a disguise. A blanket of grass and leaves and held there by rocks, but once you remove it, you discover a passage that leads down into a hall of dirt.

The three of you descend, though Boris has the most trouble, being the least coordinated. Once within, you look down the hall and into the tomb beyond. There, you can see a single light burning.

'Must be the lamp,' you think. You take out a torch and set to work on lightning it. 'It must be magical, because there is nobody around to have lit it. I wonder what the old man wants with it...'

>All three proceed
>Send Boris in first
>Send Kaylessa in first
>Sirena goes in first
>Other

>>1038318
>>Send Boris in first

>>1038318
>>Send Boris in first

Yay. Boris is back!

>>1038318
>Send Boris in first

>>1038318
>Send Boris in first

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>>1038320
>>1038326
>>1038329

"Boris, you first. Go on."

Kaylessa has her bow out and ready, with an arrow ready to go, as Boris lumbers into the tomb. After the descending hall, it widens to a somewhat-tall room with stone floors, walls and ceiling. The corpse shambles into the room and walks to its center, but nothing happens.

Your eyes become thin slits as you observe and wait. "Hm. That doesn't seem quite right."

"Expecting a trap?"

"A guardian of some kind. I was warned there would be one." You and the elf move up to the tomb entrance and look inside, where you see a few coffins, rows of wooden caskets in the walls with faded names, and the lantern at the opposite end, burning brightly in the darkness.

"So, now what?" she asks.

>All three move into the room, do not near the lantern
>Send Boris to get the lantern
>Have Kaylessa attempt to get the lantern with her speed
>All three move up to the lantern
>Other

>>1038334
>All three move into the room, do not near the lantern
Let's look around first before we grab the lantern and trigger anything.

>>1038334
>Have Kaylessa attempt to get the lantern with her speed

>>1038334
>>All three move into the room, do not near the lantern

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>>1038338
>>1038348

"Let's move up," you suggest.

As you and Kaylessa enter the room, something changes. A strange wind blows, almost like the chamber is reacting to your presence. You then hear something from a corner of the room, sounding like a loud plob of some kind, like hoof on stone.

'What? Why didn't it react when Boris... It must be because we are LIVING! It hungers, of course!'

You don't have long to contemplate your mistake as a massive figure steps forth from the shadows. You and Kaylessa both take in the sight of a minotaur, one long since dead, but moving all the same. The corpse is no usual zombie, it is highly magical in nature, and covered in a series of runes that bind it to this place. Its mouth opens and a terrible stench emerges.

'This is no ordinary zombie, this is a ghoul!' you realize. The monster's mouth drips with a vile saliva as its rotten tongue flops out of the side of its cheekless face. 'It is not driven to protect, but driven to kill, to consume flesh! My spells of controlling undead cannot stop its hunger -- I have no way to control an undead of this size or caliber!'

The minotaur hefts a mighty weapon upwards and lets out a long, low groan as it moves to stand between you and the lamp.

Slowly, you and Kaylessa back up as Boris faces this titanic undead thrall.

>Battle time!
>1d100 and an action to accompany it!

I know last time it was 1d20 but I'd like to see which one you guys prefer.

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>1038363

Well Boris good luck man.

Blast runes with Arcane Bolt

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>1038363
Shoot an arcane bolt at the dude's knees. Shouldn't take much to hamper his movement.

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>1038375
Take it over forcefully with willpower magic 'n shit

>>1038381
>>1038363
Whoops
Replied to the wrong post

Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>1038363
Minor Create Skeleton. Let's put those spare bones we have to use and make an extra body.

Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>1038363

Target it's knees with Arcane bolt

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>>1038374
>>1038375
>>1038389

Immediately you throw up your hands and blast an arcane bolt from each, aimed at the minotaur's knees. Your hope is to cripple it. Though your attacks strike true, they seem to do minimal damage! Your eyes widen as you realize this minotaur must have some kind of magical resistance or further subtle protection that you cannot see!

Boris charges at the creature and tackles into it, slamming his fists into its neck. The larger and stronger creature grabs the back of his neck with one hand and hurls him off to the side, where he crashes into a coffin.

Kayless wastes no time in letting loose an arrow. It strikes the creature right between the eyes, and this seems to stop it... for a moment. Despite the new unicorn-like horn in its head, the minotaur takes a step closer!

The elf falls back and prepares another arrow.

>>1038381

You hold up a hand. "HOLD!" you shout, pouring as much power as you can into the command. Your knowledge of necromancy doesn't give you much about ghouls, but he is still a corpse! Though you cannot control him, it seems your command word has given him pause for a moment, confused him!

'A chance is all I need!'

>>1038385

Taking out your bag of bones, you pour them out onto the ground and quickly mutter your incantation! This is the first time you've used this spell in combat, but you are successful! The bones assemble themselves in nearly a second, shooting up to form a full and complete skeleton. The bones are under your complete command, just as Boris is!

>Current Health: Full
>1d100 and an action!

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>1038363
Disregard my other posts.
The minotaur doesn't see Boris as an enemy yet so we should try to use boris for any close combat.
Try to talk with the beast to test intelligence.
Get some distance between us.

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>1038393
Is there any spare essense or blood dripping from the minotaur? Anything we can use to Drain Life?

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>1038393
Arcane " Taste my lightning sucker" Bolt.

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>1038393
The thing is covered in runes so we should look for a way of destroying them.
Does Kaylessa have anything we could use to set the thing on fire? If we destroy it's outer skin, that should destroy the runes too, right?

What the fuck is wrong with my rolls

>>1038404
This. Let's just leave it at this.

Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>1038393
>Arcane bolt its kneecaps again.

Rolled 74 (1d100)

6, 2, 1, 99

>>1038393

Try not to suck!

We ded
We so ded

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>>1038398
>>1038403

For a moment, the minotaur doesn't seem to move. Perhaps your command was more effective than you thought? Perhaps you'll be able to--

The minotaur then springs forward with unnatural speed and bashes right through your skeleton, shoulder-checking you! You fly backwards and hit the ground rolling, your head spinning and throbbing from a new bruise.

As you are about to get back up, the minotaur then bring forward a hoof and kicks you in the stomach.

Pain. Real, honest, actual pain. What a curious thing... In the brief moment between him kicking you and you hitting the nearby coffin, you consider that up until now, you've never really gotten your hands dirty. Sure, there was when you assembled Boris, that was a rather dirty affair, but this... this is a whole new level.

At least if you survive this you'll be able to say that you were kicked by an undead minotaur.

Your body hits the nearby coffin and crumbles to the ground and you let out a groan of pain. Your stomach aches terribly and your mind is temporarily flashing white, unable to articulate thoughts, much less verbal spells.

As the minotaur advances, Boris suddenly leaps on it from behind, grabbing its horns! When he pulls back, this exposes the monster's neck! Kaylessa fires an arrow into the throat, embedding it deeply within! The minotaur struggles to pull back its head, but Boris' grip is strong and his feet are sure!

>>1038404

You look up as the arrow flies into the monster's neck. Though you at first let out a cough when you open your mouth, you raise a shaking hand and mutter the simple incantation for another arcane bolt!

It flies to the arrow, causing it to explode within his neck! The monster's entire throat bursts from the impact, exposing the black and rotten musculature within, as well as the spine of his neck. There are holes at the top and bottom visible that lead to its mouth and stomach.

Rather than defeat this creature, however, it only seems to enrage it!

>>1038406

The minotaur thrusts forward, taking Boris with it! He causes the corpse to fall right in front of him as he swings his head towards the ground. He then stands up straight, lifts up his axe, and slams it down upon the corpse, cutting him nearly completey in half! Boris lets out a muffled grunt and then grows very, very still.

The minotaur withdraws its axe and sets its sights upon you two.

>>1038413
>>1038415

Your hand, still raises in defiance, points at the minotaur and blasts an arcane bolt at its knee again. However, perhaps due to your earlier attack weakening the creature, this one manages to go through! You blast a chunk a flesh off of its knee, causing the leg to buckle and the minotaur to fall to one leg. Kaylessa then fires an arrow into its eye, then another in its nostil!

The minotaur is far from finished, however, as it tries to get back up on its leg!

>1d100 and an action!

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>1038436
Forceful Push to blast it off its feet before it can reconstitute.

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>1038436

>>1038440
Force push like this guy said, but try to roll better.

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>1038436
Give him an arcane bolt to the eye, specifically the one with an arrow lodged in it.

>>1038444
I thought the arrow was between his eyes?

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>1038436
Try to blind it with a an illusion.

>>1038458
>Kaylessa then fires an arrow into its eye

She may have done that twice, but I was referring to this one.

>>1038462
Oh shit that is three arrows in its head, all which can be exploded.

>>1038436

Explode all three arrows please.

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Forgot:

>Health: 60%

>>1038440
>>1038442

You bring your hands together and enact a forceful push, managing to unbalance it further thanks to its already-weakened leg. The undead minotaur stumbles back, but isn't quite down and out for the count.

But this gives you an opening.

>>1038444

As he picks up his head, you aim for the arrow stuck in its eye and fire another arcane bolt! You narrowly succeed, and the arrow similarly explodes into small splinters of wood, destroying half of his head.

The minotaur's head swirls for a moment, and just when it seems like the fight is not over, he falls forward and dies. Well, dies again. The beast slumps back, dying underneath the lantern.

Kaylessa walks over and offers you her hand. You take it and she pulls you up to your feet. "Are you alright?"

"I've been... better," you reply, rubbing your wounded stomach. You wince as you try to walk. Your head is throbbing with pain. "Give me a moment..."

"I can help with that," she says, helping you to sit down. She opens her side pack and takes out a small bottle, uncorking it and holding it up to your lips. "Drink."

It isn't so much an offer as it is a command, and you graciously do so. Almost immediately, your muscles seem not quite as tense and the ache from your stomach and head seem to lesson as well. "A healing potion?"

"A personal recipe," she replies. "Some herbs mixed in to help it go down."

She takes out a salve and rubs some of it on her fingers. "May I?" You nod, and she rubs it on your forehead and stomach. "This will also help to ease the pain and encourage healing. Ground-up roots and some other useful ingredients. You should be more careful, you know; like me, you're better at a distance."

"Well, I'm glad I was able to make use of your arrows," you reply. "You are a good shot."

"I try. Now wait here, I'll check the body."

>No, I killed it! I get first pick.
>Insist on checking it together; it was a mutual kill
>Let her go; you heal up
>Focus instead on the lantern
>Other

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>1038436

Target the arrows in his head to explode them

>>1038483
>Insist on checking it together; it was a mutual kill

>>1038483
>other
Let's search the rest of the tomb, i'm sure the lantern isn't the only thing of worth here.

>>1038483
>>Insist on checking it together; it was a mutual kill

>>1038483
>>Other
Fix Boris :(

>>1038483
>Focus instead on the lantern

We've already agreed that if she finds something better suited for us she will give it up and we still have a goal here

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>>1038486
>>1038489

"Hang on, it was a mutual kill!" you insist, crawling towards the corpse.

"If you say so," she says.

The minotaur has two things of note; an interesting necklace with the design of a maze with a green gem at its center, and a bag of coins. After attempting to detect any magic upon the amulet, you find that it has none. The coins, something around a few dozen, will be evenly split in accordance with the rules.

"So, who gets the necklace?" Kaylessa asks.

You look at it, studying its surface. It's strange... Though you are certain you have never seen it before, it seems somewhat familiar in nature.

>You keep it; do not sell it
>You will keep it and sell it
>Let her have it
>Keep it aside for now; nobody 'keeps' it
>Other

>>1038507
>>Keep it aside for now; nobody 'keeps' it
Search the rest of the tomb!

>>1038507
>Keep it aside for now; nobody 'keeps' it

>>1038507
>>Other
Fix Boris :(

>>1038507
>>Keep it aside for now; nobody 'keeps' it

>>1038507
>Keep it aside for now; nobody 'keeps' it

"It seems weirdly familiar, but I can't place it right now."

>>1038507

Keep it aside for now; nobody 'keeps' it

Mybe just mybe guys you could have just walked back out of the tomb waited an hour then sent zombro down and pick up the item without this fight happening

>>1038522
Yeah, but we killed him. And now we get loot.

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>>1038508
>>1038510
>>1038516
>>1038518

"I can't quite place it, but it looks familiar. I'd like to set it aside for now."

She shrugs. "Very well. Shall we search the rest of the tomb?"

You nod and move to stand, wincing as you do. Again, Kaylessa helps you back up. "Don't push yourself too much, now," she cautions. "You just hired me. It would be a shame if my new employer died on the same day I was hired. What would that say about me?"

A small smirk graces your lips. 'I'm starting to like this one,' you think.

>Give me some 1d100s to see if the tomb has any more loot, now that we can search it properly.

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>1038529
By the RNGods, may we roll high and get all the loot!

Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>1038529

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>1038529
Fix Boris :(

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>1038529

>>1038542
After are done here we should head to the Cutters farm and get some of that healing water before returning to the traienr.

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>1038529

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>1038529

Well we didnt get very much loot so wasnt very worth it to almost die.
But the tomb might have nice things wich yet again could just sent zombro down an d pick things up for us

>>1038554
>Well we didnt get very much loot so wasnt very worth it to almost die.
Dude, we're still rolling for loot. Calm down.

Put Boris's head on the minotaur body

>>1038562
Fix Boris :)

>>1038562
This WE HAVE THE TECHNOLOGY! We can rebuild him

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While I'm checking these rolls, let me ask you guys how you feel about the combat.

1d20 vs. 1d100?

1d20: more likely to roll 1 and 20, but this means crits will have less impact.

1d100: less likely to roll 1 and 100, but this means that crits will have more impact.

Thoughts?

>>1038570


With your system, 1d100s

>>1038570
Hard to say. I like d100's just for the sake that we have less 1's.

>>1038570
Dice+(X)d100

>>1038570
1d100

>>1038570

Prefer d100's

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>>1038536
>>1038540
>>1038541
>>1038542
>>1038546
>>1038554

As you and Kaylessa search the tomb, you find a small chamber off to one side. This was the burial place of a warrior, and his precious possessions were kept with him. Upon his coffin is enscribed, "Trust not the witch."

Upon the coffin itself is his shield. It immediately catches your eye for it glints with a light that can only mean it has something special about it. The first thing you notice is that its runes match those that were upon the minotaur's chest. Sure enough, upon closer examination, you discover that this is indeed a shield designed to repell magic.

'Trust not the witch? Good advice.' You lift up the heavy shield and smirk. 'Arming Ben with this could prove very useful... The enchantment upon it is powerful. But would it be wise to arm him with it? What if he ever discovers what I truly have done to him?'

>Keep it and arm Ben with it
>Leave it here, for now
>Keep it but hide it somewhere other than this tomb
>Fix Boris and instead arm HIM with the shield
>Other

>>1038615
>>Keep it and arm Ben with it

>>1038615
>Keep it and arm Ben with it

Makes the most sense. Bens first magical item.

>>1038615
>>Fix Boris and instead arm HIM with the shield

[Evil cackling intensifies]

>>1038615
>>Keep it and arm Ben with it
damn, we already got a dispelling shield. GG Minotaur.

>>1038615
>>Leave it here, for now

>>1038615
>Keep it and arm Ben with it

Might tip our hand if we came back with a great shield for Ben and had it with a zombie that he'd never seen before

>>1038615
>Keep it and arm Ben with it

>>1038615
>>Keep it and arm Ben with it

wounder if the neackless would do something with it??
so are we going to make ben take down evil people so we can take there powers for us and sneakly rule in there sted??

>>1038615
I am afraid the cat lady could actually be a minotaur lady...
>Trust not the witch.

Where is the goddamn lantern?

>>1038615
>>Keep it but hide it somewhere other than this tomb
Maybe give it to Ben once we "modified" it a little bit.

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>>1038616
>>1038620
>>1038623
>>1038627
>>1038631
>>1038644

'Yes, I think Ben will make good use of this,' you think. You carry it out and grimace at the weight. 'I need Boris back up on his feet. Goodness...'

Kaylessa walks out with some more coins. "Not much. Just some gold given to the graves."

"Every little bit helps," you say. "This magical shield will be for Ben."

"Smart," she agrees.

Now you approach the lamp. Upon ensuring that there doesn't appear to be any curse or trap protecting it, you lift it off the hook and take it. You inspect the lantern's ornate surface, observing how the fire within stays lit no matter what. Your magical detection skills tell you that its only enchantment is to never go out.

'A silly thing to have me fetch,' you think distastefully. 'My talents are wasted. Better hope this is worth it, old man.'

Now, for the issue of Boris...

>Sew him back up the middle and keep him the same
>Replace parts of him with the minotaur's corpse
>Keep him the same, but give him a set of horns
>Combine both bodies into an amalgamation
>Other

I'm mostly against giving him the shield now cuz it could possibly repell our thrall.

>>1038661
>Combine both bodies into an amalgamation

>>1038661
>Replace parts of him with the minotaur's corpse

>>1038661
>Combine both bodies into an amalgamation

>>1038662
Ben is not under any magical influence anymore. He is a thrall by choice now, the best kind of thrall.