>>1409236
Fuck. Previous thread: >>1389349

>>1409236
>>1409236
>What did I do? I've been sending everything you want to you. You can't just sack someone without an explanation.

>>1409236
>Show me the damn letter.

>>1409257
This too.

>>1409236
>Show me the damn letter.
It's the Horned King. We aren't getting an explanation.

>>1409236
>Show me the damn letter.

>>1409236
>What did I do? I've been sending everything you want to you. You can't just sack someone without an explanation.

>>1409257
>>1409267
>>1409272
"Show me the damn letter, Conrad." You snatch the envelope out of his hands without waiting for a response and flick it open. the letter inside is written on musty paper with suspicious stains, in a spiky script:

"Conrad,

It has come to my attention that Jerry Woodheart has done an impressive service to the Kingdom of Portland- one which deserves acknowledgement. And yet, you seem content to keep him living on the street, caked in filth and stink, and, furthermore, keep him there in perpetuity. Do not deny this, Conrad: I have seen into your dreams, as is my right. I have tolerated you cowardice thus far, but no further. Remove your obligation from him and give him an identity more stable than the one he has now. I shall send you another candidate in due time. It is not fit to squander a man of Woodheart's talent in such a lowly position. He must be given room to grow. I need not say what I will do if you are defiant."

The letter is unsigned.


>This doesn't sound like a 'firing'.

>Oh, I get it: you're mad because the Horned King chewed you out!

>So... where's my new identity?

>Write-In

>>1409581
>This doesn't sound like a 'firing'.

>>1409581
>>This doesn't sound like a 'firing'.
option 2 is too confrontational

>>1409581
>So... where's my new identity?

>>1409581
>This doesn't sound like a 'firing'.

>>1409599
>>1409780
>>1409894
"This doesn't sound like a 'firing', Conrad..."

Conrad throws his hands into the air. "Firing, promotion- whatever. Here's your papers." He reaches into his coat and tosses a binder at you from across the table. "Congratulations, Mr. Derwaldt: you live in a basement apartment in Mt. Tabor, near the park. Keys are in the binder, place is stocked. If I see you trying to use the backdoor of the Peculiarum again, I WILL shoot you with iron-filing shot. And if you think you can come running to me next time you get your stupid ass in the middle of a fire, you can pound salt instead."

"Don't you think you're overreac-"

"NO. You've put all of us at risk with your need to do this grandstanding hero shit, and we didn't get anything out of it. That nutcase went to Spring."

>(Expression) We got our pride.

>(Intimidate) What would you have done? Sell him back into bondage? Oh wait, that is what you wanted to do. You'd sell half the Kingdom to the Gentry if it meant you got to keep hiding in that office getting rich.

>(Persuasion) Calm down, Conrad. I beat that Gentry fair and square. There's nothing he can do to us now.

>Say nothing.

>Write-In

>>1409962
>>(Persuasion) Calm down, Conrad. I beat that Gentry fair and square. There's nothing he can do to us now.
>>Write-In
"Besides, you wouldn't be so callous as to throw another back into the sort of hell we escaped from would you? That would make you as depraved as one of them."
Lay on a little shame while still framing him as the good guy.

>>1409962
>Say nothing.
Lets just leave and let him soak in his shame and guilt

>>1409962
>(Persuasion) Calm down, Conrad. I beat that Gentry fair and square. There's nothing he can do to us now.

>>1409962
>>(Intimidate) What would you have done? Sell him back into bondage? Oh wait, that is what you wanted to do. You'd sell half the Kingdom to the Gentry if it meant you got to keep hiding in that office getting rich.

>>1409962
>>(Intimidate) What would you have done? Sell him back into bondage? Oh wait, that is what you wanted to do. You'd sell half the Kingdom to the Gentry if it meant you got to keep hiding in that office getting rich.
And next time I come knocking you WILL help me, because you know the king's watching and as he said, he will not tolerate your cowardice again.

Fuck him, and our intimidate is way better than our persuasion too

>>1409962
>>(Intimidate) What would you have done? Sell him back into bondage? Oh wait, that is what you wanted to do. You'd sell half the Kingdom to the Gentry if it meant you got to keep hiding in that office getting rich.

>>1409988
2nd. If he acts like a dick in response, we retort with Intimidate like >>1410306.

>>1410047
But I want to lay it onto him!

>>1410306
fuck it i'll switch to this, I like Conrad but hes being a bit of a cunt

>>1409962
this >>1409988
and >>1410320

>>1410306

I agree with these gentlemen >>1410320
>>1410488

>>1409962
>>1409988
this

Rolled 8, 8, 2, 4, 6 = 28 (5d10)

>>1409988
>>1410089
>>1410320
>>1410488
>>1410537
>>1410600
Roll Presence + Persuasion (3 dice, no 10-again). Must beat above roll.

>>1410658
Can we use will?

>>1410674
Of course!

Rolled 1, 1, 10, 1, 2 = 15 (5d10)

>>1410678
Cool, for +2 right? Still not 100% on the system

>>1410687
+3. I think I put that in the OP.

Rolled 10, 3, 4, 4, 3, 2 = 26 (6d10)

>>1410658

Rolled 6, 5, 10, 8, 1, 1 = 31 (6d10)

>>1410658

Rolled 5, 8, 5, 4, 5, 7 = 34 (6d10)

>>1410689
d'oh

>>1410729
"Calm down, Conrad. I beat that Gentry fair and square. There's nothing he can do to us now."

Conrad jabs a long, nail-less finger at you. "How the Hell can you know that, Jerry? Huh? The Gentry, they don't play by any rules besides their own, and they change those rules whenever they feel bored."

"Conrad, you can't be seriously callous enough to sell someone back into bondage for a measure of safety-"

"That's where you're wrong. We didn't owe that man shit. Hell, he didn't even think he was free in the first place!"
Conrad puts his head down and takes a deep breath. "Look. You're trying to be a good person. I can respect that. But we don't have the luxury of charity down here. You've put the entire freehold- over 3,000 Lost over the entire state- at risk for one guy. Is that WORTH it to you?"


>Yes.

>...No. You're right, I was acting impulsively.

>(Intimidate) I'd rather be a bleeding-heart than a spineless coward. How many of our people would you have us sell up the river for peace?

>Write-In

>>1410774
>(Intimidate) I'd rather be a bleeding-heart than a spineless coward. How many of our people would you have us sell up the river for peace?

>>1410774
(Intimidate) I'd rather be a bleeding-heart than a spineless coward. How many of our people would you have us sell up the river for peace?

>>1410774
>... I don't really know, Conrad. Maybe I got lucky, maybe it won't happen again; all i know for sure is we saved a man from a fate 1000 times worse than death. That's worth something to me.

>>1410774
>>(Intimidate) I'd rather be a bleeding-heart than a spineless coward. How many of our people would you have us sell up the river for peace?
Besides, wasn't Conrad one of the people who went bleeding-heart and supported our zany scheme earlier? Why's he backpedaling now if it went well and it was something we did so the Gentry couldn't just up and walk over us like they own everything?

Being mad is one thing if he wasn't in support of it and it went poorly. However, it sounds like he's just trying to fix his wounded pride at this point by making it sound like we didn't deserve the Horned King's favor.

>>1410774
>>1410306
>>1410905
Including elements of the previous Intimidate if he keeps backpedaling like it's politics.

Rolled 4, 4, 9, 5, 7 = 29 (5d10)

>>1410783
>>1410790
>>1410905
Roll Manipulation + Intimidate (6 dice). 10-again DOES apply. Must beat above roll.

Rolled 4, 10, 4, 5, 8, 3 = 34 (6d10)

>>1410918

>>1410924
splosion

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>1410929
whoops

Rolled 10, 8, 10, 3, 2, 9 = 42 (6d10)

>>1410918
>6d10

Rolled 5, 4, 6, 10, 10, 1 = 36 (6d10)

>>1410918

Rolled 4, 9 = 13 (2d10)

>>1410963
>10

Rolled 7, 9 = 16 (2d10)

>>1410965
explos

we should intimidate people more often, we are waaay better at it than talking things through.
We may not act like it but we are a strong as hell intimidating old man

>>1410976

That's why I like it coming out rarely, and even if we're not as good at it we always make the effort to talk things through, it's a solid piece of characterization

>>1410976
We don't do it because we don't need to intimidate people often. Most people we get the intimidate option for are allies in some sense.
>>1410774
>>1410905
>>1410914
In this case I pushed for it even though he is one of our allies because he kept acting like a dick.

>>1410981
Yeah, sparing amounts of anger is good for someone like us, plus it really shows we're pissed when we decide to bring out the big guns.

>>1410963
>>1410966
"I'd rather be a bleeding heart than a spineless coward. What would you do, sell us all up the river for the sake of peace?"

"What are you accusi-"

"Besides, you might not have liked my idea, but you helped, didn't you?"

"That was becau-"

"-Because you're a hypocrite as well as a coward, right? Unwilling to put your own neck out for others, but fine with other people doing it for you."

Conrad opens his mouth, closes it, and breaks eye contact with you. The hot flush of shame briefly turns his grey skin a near-human shade.

"...I release you from your obligations."


You feel the oath unravel around you, like a spider spinning its web backwards.

"Now just... just go. I have nothing to say to you."


>(Get up and walk away)

>I'm... I'm sorry, Conrad.

>Yeah. You don't.

>Write-In

>>1411028
You know where to find me when you do

>>1411028
Give a crisp salute and just walk out silently

>>1411056
This

>>1411028
Aw man, now I feel bad for Conrad the ET. Curmudgeon that he is.

>>1411056
2nd. Also tell him that while he may be unwilling to ever help us again and might even actually shoot us from his earlier threat, that our door is always open.
Changelings gotta look out for each other, especially ones that have been working together for as long as we have.

>>1411028
supporting >>1411056

>>1411028
>>(Get up and walk away)

>>1411028
>(Get up and walk away)

>>1411056
this
Conrad why you gotta be such a dick

>>1411056
>>1411064
>>1411066
>>1411081
>>1411216
"Well, you know where to find me when you do."

Conrad says nothing as he pulls out another cigarette and lights it. He motions to the waitress. "Check, please."

You get up and walk away from the cafe table. Well, now you have an apartment, apparently. That's new.

>Go check it out.

>Investigate a rumor (listed here: https://pastebin.com/2a3H84FR )

>Talk to your contacts

>Write-In

>>1411255
>Go check it out.

>>1411255
The door thing hasn't stoped?!?!?!?
We should check with the witch we gave the artifact to see if she discovered a way to stop it.
If that's off our table we should pay Lemongrass a visit

>>1411270
WHOOPS! That should be deleted. My B.

>>1411255
Go meet lemon grass

>>1411255
>Go check it out.

I thought that being homeless was a conscious choice?

>>1411364
I mean we don't have to use the apartment, but it's nice to have. For a fallback or for legal reasons.

>>1411367
Think about this way, now we can have Mary over

>>1411255
>Go check it out.

We should invest some into a door to our Hallow

>>1411269
>>1411292
>>1411783
Hilltop Apartments, 11:30 AM.

The first thing you notice about the apartment, as you walk down the stairwell and head through the door, is its lack of windows. The entire basement level seems to have no source of natural lighting, and is slightly damp. The second thing is that you've been to this apartment complex before. The Door Man lives on the top floor of the perilously looming, curiously Gothic building. There's probably a story here, but you aren't that interested in it right now.

You have a couple chairs, a sofa, a TV, a kitchen table, a stovetop oven, a microwave, a fridge, a sink, an elderly lamp, and a couple bookshelves. One of them is empty, and the other has a statue of some kind on it, with a folded paper beneath. A brief investigation shows that you also have a bedroom and a bathroom, thankfully. The sole, bare bulb in the main room casts everything in a bleary light.

>(Sloth) Watch some TV.

>(Investigation) Look around for any hidden items.

>Look at the bookshelf.

>Write-In

>>1411842
>Look at the bookshelf.

>>1411842
>(Investigation) Look around for any hidden items.

>>1411842
>>(Investigation) Look around for any hidden items.
Did Conrad give us a gift for this place?

>>1411842
>(Investigation) Look around for any hidden items.

>>1411953
>>1411957
>>1411992
Roll Wits + Investigation (3 dice).

Rolled 7, 10, 3 = 20 (3d10)

>>1411996
>3

Rolled 7, 4, 9 = 20 (3d10)

>>1411996

Rolled 3, 10, 2 = 15 (3d10)

>>1411996

Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>1411998
>10

Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>1412012

Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>1412028

Rolled 3, 8, 6 = 17 (3d10)

>>1411996

>>1412012
>>1412028
Changelings never leave gifts to each other in obvious places, and the same holds for traps. In either case, looking around is the only sensible thing to do.

You find a snowflake cut into the underside of a drawer in the kitchen: this place used to be a Winter Cottage, one of the shelters of the Silent Arrow, at some point. It probably had been played out and put on the market: Lost gossip said that no Winter Cottage would ever play host to more than 13 Lost before it would be abandoned for 13 years. Probably a romanticization of the practice, but you'd rather believe that was the reason instead of the alternative.

A loose brick in the bedroom wall exposes a small tin mint case with the slight glitter of fae workmanship on it. The front is decorated with the image of a grinning cartoon devil wearing a powdered wig and ruff, holding a skull in one hand and resting another on a globe. The globe's continents seem to have no correlation to our own. The overlaid text says "DOCTOR BARKER'S ENLIGHTEN-MINTS! MADE WITH REAL PHILOSOPHERS!*" Apparently,
these are "RATIONALIST"-flavored.

An annotation says "2% BY VOLUME. KNOWN SIDE EFFECTS INCLUDE PREOCCUPATION WITH METAPHYSICS, INSISTENCE ON AN OBJECTIVE UNIVERSE, RADICAL SKEPTICISM, AND/OR NEOPLATONIC DELUSIONS. TAKE NO MORE THAN THREE IN ONE SITTING. MANUFACTURED IN A FACILITY THAT ALSO CONTAINS NUTS."

You pop the tin open: there are eight mints inside, with remarkably-accurate portraits of Rene Descartes chiseled on them. You pocket the tin.

Finally, you head over to the shelf. There's a small golden statue of a pair of hands, with manacles on the wrists. The chain between the manacles has been shattered, and the hands are posed thumbs together, palms out and fingers spread. The letter beneath says "THANK YOU. I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD BE FREE AGAIN. PLEASE TAKE THIS AS A TOKEN OF MY APPRECIATION."


>(Sloth) Watch some TV.

> Investigate a rumor (listed here: https://pastebin.com/2a3H84FR)

>Look at the bookshelf.

>Try one of the mints.

>Write-In

>>1412138
>Look at the bookshelf.
There was a piece of paper under the books, right?

>>1412147
Under the statue. You already got that. (Forgot to remove that option).

>>1412138
Well in that case then
>(Sloth) Watch some TV.
Let's kick back a bit.

>>1412138
>(Sloth) Watch some TV.

>>1412138
>>Look at the bookshelf.

>>1412138
>>(Sloth) Watch some TV.
Let's tune in to the local ranger channel where Terry works around at.

>>1412138
Go see Lemongrass

>>1412138
> Investigate the old colonial on 37th street

>>1412160
>>1412314
>>1412452
You sit down in the armchair and flick on the TV. A local news channel comes on.

"...ing to an increase in tensions. Turning to local news: the Maxmart corporation has announced the opening of their first Oregon location in the town of Boring, just 20 miles outside of Oregon! In a public statement, the CEO of Maxmart's parent company, Fairweather Industries, claimed that the opening will add over three hundred jobs to the local economy."

The footage cuts to a man in a crisp suit, with boyish, tousled blonde hair, severe good looks, and eyes so green that they're almost emerald. The undertitle states that this is "Jacob Fairweather, CEO, Fairweather Industries". "Maxmart is always excited to add new members to our family, and, hopefully, the people of Boring will be equally excited to join us, whether as employees- who benefit from full health insurance coverage, special discounts on all products sold at Maxmart or at her sister chains, Maxmed and Maxauto, and automatic pay raises every three months for their first year- or as customers, who I gaurantee will not find better prices anywhere else." Fairweather melodramatically throws up his hands. "What the heck! I'm the CEO around here! New Maxmart Policy: If You Find A Better Price Anywhere Else, Show It To A Manager And We'll Beat It!"

"Well, Barbara, that certainly seems like a generous offer!"

"You can say that again. Next up: a parrot- that can waterski!"

You switch over to the Public Broadcast channel and start watching a nature documentary. Something about that Fairweather guy seemed... familiar...

Roll Intelligence + Resolve -3 (1 dice). May spend Willpower as normal.

Rolled 10, 4, 6, 5 = 25 (4d10)

>>1412609

Rolled 4, 1, 5, 6 = 16 (4d10)

>>1412609

Rolled 7 (1d10)

>1412613

Rolled 3, 7, 9, 4 = 23 (4d10)

>>1412609

>>1412613
You wrack your brain for where you've seen this man before... your mind stretches back... back to your flight through the Hedge. You remember rushing through trackless woods, in and out of pathways and hedgerows. You knocked several people over, goblins and bogeys traveling on their own way. Fairweather... Fairweather was one of them, you're sure of it. Same haircut, same sharp looks. The only difference was the eyes, they were so much GREENER in person. Or... wait, can that be right? Huh.

You relax to the sounds of the nature documentary...

You jerk awake several hours later. God, you must have fallen asleep. Not enough to get a full eight hours, but it's nice to have been able to relax in an actual chair for a while. You look at the clock over the stove: it's 1:30 PM.

> Investigate a rumor (listed here: https://pastebin.com/2a3H84FR)

>Go poking around a panhandler's area.

>Hang out in Mt. Tabor Park.

>Write-In

>>1412679
Go visit Lemongrass

>>1412681

Jerry doesn't have any in character reason to go visit Lemongrass, he doesn't know about the magic as of yet

>>1412681

Oh damn dude, I hadn't read the updated pastebin, my bad

>>1412679

Go visit Lemongrass

>>1412679
Go visit Gwen, ask about Boring.

>>1412758
>>1412681
Lemongrass Residence, Beaverton West, OR. 1:30 PM.
It would have been nice if your apartment had come with a car. You're just lucky Beaverton and Portland's urban transports overlap with one another.

The area Rainshadow Lemongrass (hell of a name: gives you some flashbacks to the old days) lives in is a clear hippy neighborhood: wind chimes, dream catchers, prayer flags, and other fringe religion paraphernalia hang from the arbors, and many of the people you spot on the street are either decked out in tie-dye shirts with complicated cloaks or JUST clothed enough to avoid arrest for indecent exposure. Half-naked children romp through cluttered, overgrown lawns. Some of the residents wave as you walk by:
"What's the haps, old-timer?"

"Not much, not much."

"Need some new threads? I've got some, I'll give them to you! You need them more than I do!"

"Thank you, but I couldn't impose on you like that."

The Lemongrass house is a one-story bungalow with tiles falling off of the roof and a haphazard technicolor paint job. The porch is thick with various talismans from a dozen different belief systems, and you can spot an icon of Mary, a statue of one of those Hindu gods, the elephant-headed one, and some kind of heathen shrine in the yard. You can see a gathering of people around the back: you shuffle through the weeds to join them.

The people look like a fairly diverse bunch: pensioners, middle managers, local types, and even some of the local homeless. They're all seated cross-legged in front of an elevated stone platform. Rainshadow is seated on top of it.

His hair comes down to his ass in a straight golden sheet: two strands of it spill down his shoulders and almost rest in his lap as he's seated, flanking a beard whose single knot rests where his ribs meet at the center of his chest. His frame is toned: not muscular, exactly, but with the definition of someone who gets frequent exercise. A pair of round glasses frame his eyes and make him look like John Lennon crossed with Cousin It. He's currently lecturing the attendees:

"And exhale out all of your worries. Just let your negative energy out of your body, and inhale the positive, life-giving energy that's all around us. Focus on the good things happening in your life right now. If you can't think of any, that's okay. Think about something good that happened in the past week instead. It doesn't matter how minor, just acknowledge it, and tell yourself 'it's okay, the world isn't all bad. It consists of as many good things as bad things."

He opens his eyes, spots you, and gives you a warm smile. "Welcome, friend. We were just finishing here, but feel free to sit down and join our contemplation ceremony."

>(Sit down and join them)

>(Remain standing and wait for them to be finished)

>Mr. Rainshadow, can I talk to you for a minute?

>Write-In

>>1413381
>(Sit down and join them)

>>1413381
>(Sit down and join them)

>>1413381
>(Sit down and join them)

>>1413381
>>(Sit down and join them)

>>1413381
>(Sit down and join them)

>>1413395
>>1413446
>>1413533
>>1413626
>>1413702
You sit down and rest in the cross-legged pose of the rest of them. Roll Wits + Resolve (4 dice).

Rolled 7, 3, 9, 10 = 29 (4d10)

>>1413895

Rolled 10, 2, 9, 3 = 24 (4d10)

>>1413895

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>1413903

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>1413904
Pop

Rolled 1, 7, 7, 3 = 18 (4d10)

>>1413895
>4d10

Rolled 3, 6, 10, 2 = 21 (4d10)

>>1413895

>>1413903
You breathe slowly and try to focus on inner peace and tranquility. You feel the knots in your chest slowly dissolving, and, for a brief instant, you could almost forget what happened to you. And then Rainshadow claps his hands, and it's gone.

"Alright, great work today everyone, be sure to come back next week!"
The crowd starts to disperse out of the backyard, and the loincloth-clad guru comes up to you. "You want to talk to me." It's a statement, not a question.
"Yeah."
"Wait, wait! I can guess..." Rainshadow closes his eyes and makes a deep, throaty tone under his breath. "Yes... yes, I can sense it... there's a great trouble in your heart... you've heard of my healing powers, and you want me to lift you of this burden. That about right?"

>(Intimidate) Your huckster act doesn't work on me. Pony up with some real power, or as far as I'm concerned, you're just a con leeching off of these people.

>(Persuasion) I'm gonna play it straight with you: are you legit or not?

>(Socialize) That's not why I've come here, but it's a good guess. I'm just curious about you.

>(Subterfuge) Incredible! How did you guess?

>Write-In

>>1415171
>(Subterfuge) Incredible! How did you guess?

>>1415171
>>(Socialize) That's not why I've come here, but it's a good guess. I'm just curious about you.

>>1415171
>(Socialize) That's not why I've come here, but it's a good guess. I'm just curious about you.

>>1415271
>>1415297
Roll Presence + Socialize (3 dice).

Rolled 8, 4, 1 = 13 (3d10)

>>1415475

Rolled 8, 7, 5 = 20 (3d10)

>>1415475
Rolling!

Rolled 5, 1, 4 = 10 (3d10)

>>1415475

>>1415532
"That's not why I've come here, but it is a good guess. I'm just curious about you and your 'abilities'."

"Well, I suppose a lot of people would be. But my powers: they're something anyone can develop, with the right kind of spiritual development. Say: you look like you could use a good meal, grandfather. Come on in, and the wife and I will make you a nice, home-cooked meal."

"That sounds lovely."

The wind picks up as you walk towards the house, and the various hanging chimes and bells ring and clatter cacophonously as you step over the threshold and into the house.

The bungalow is a simple affair: unpolished wooden floors, walls decorated with hung carpets, no real signs of electronics. If it wasn't for the working sink in the kitchen, you could mistake this for an old log cabin in a frontier town. Rainshadow gestures to the upholstered chair closest to the fire. "Please, have a seat and we can talk."

Rainshadow chooses to sit on the floor near you, his legs folded beneath him indian-style.


>So, how did you develop your abilities?

>Not a big believer in electricity?

>(Occult) Try and use coded phrases to see the depths of his knowledge of the real occult.

>Write-In

>>1415711
>>(Occult) Try and use coded phrases to see the depths of his knowledge of the real occult.

>>1415711
>(Occult) Try and use coded phrases to see the depths of his knowledge of the real occult.

>>1415711
>>(Occult) Try and use coded phrases to see the depths of his knowledge of the real occult.

>>1415711
>>(Occult) Try and use coded phrases to see the depths of his knowledge of the real occult.

>>1415711
>(Occult) Try and use coded phrases to see the depths of his knowledge of the real occult.

>>1415711
>(Occult) Try and use coded phrases to see the depths of his knowledge of the real occult.

>>1415811
>>1415898
>>1415911
>>1415937
>>1416167
>>1416207
Roll Manipulation + Occult (4 dice).

Rolled 9, 4, 2, 10 = 25 (4d10)

>>1416459

Rolled 9, 4, 10, 8 = 31 (4d10)

>>1416459

Rolled 1, 7, 7, 3 = 18 (4d10)

>>1416459
rollan

Rolled 4 (1d10)

>>1416467

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>1416468

Boom

>>1416468
"Listen, Mr. Rainshadow-"

"Please! Just call me Rainshadow."

"Okay, Rainshadow. I'm looking for someone who's in the know. You know the significance of the green antler, the red sword, the orange ashes, and the blue arrow, yes?"

Rainshadow looks at you hard for a second. "Yesss... I think I do. I must say, I didn't expect one of your people to be looking for help from us."

"Us?"

"Me and my wife. She's the one with the actual... you know, magic. I wasn't lying when I said I don't do anything that anyone else can't: I just know a lot of traditional medicine and healing techniques. So, what's your problem, fairy-man? If it's a medicine-thing, you'll want my wife, but if its just an advice-thing... well, there's a reason I'm the guru."

>I haven't been entirely honest with you. Your daughter goes to school with mine, and I wanted to check you out.

>Arthritis.

>Actually, I could use some advice. There's this friend of mine, see... (ask about your situation with Conrad)

>Write-In

>>1416485
I haven't been entirely honest with you.....

>>1416485
>I haven't been entirely honest with you. Your daughter goes to school with mine, and I wanted to check you out.

It's a small community, you know? I apologize for the subterfuge but you can't be too careful

>>1416485
>I haven't been entirely honest with you. Your daughter goes to school with mine, and I wanted to check you out.

>>1416485
>I haven't been entirely honest with you. Your daughter goes to school with mine, and I wanted to check you out.

>>1416496
Oh and we had a run in with some mages at the insane asylum

>>1416499
oh yeah ask about the mage dudes

>>1416485
>>I haven't been entirely honest with you. Your daughter goes to school with mine, and I wanted to check you out.
"Mary has taken quite the shine to your daughter, and I wanted to see who her parents were."

>>1416508
>>1416498
>>1416496
>>1416488
>>1416487
"I haven't been entirely honest with you... my daughter goes to school with yours, and they seem to have taken a shine to each other. I just needed to make sure you were legitimate. You have to understand, what with how the Underground is..."

"No, no, I completely understand! I wish you had just come out and told me right away, but I understand. So... you must be little Mary's father! Tell me, is she?..."
You nod. "Yeah."
"Oh! Well, that will make things a bit complicated. They're supposed to be coming over to do their homework today. Does she have any 'allergies'? Besides the iron, I mean."

"Not that I know of."

"Alright, good. Good! That'll just mean that we'll have to hang the blind-spot talisman on the door to the apothecary so the kids don't accidentally get hurt-"

A door swings open, and a petite, dark-haired woman dressed in long clothes, a thick leather apron, and goggles stumbles out in a cloud of steam. "Honey, open all of the windows. Something went wrong when I was diluting the dragon piss: unless you want to be breathing sulfur and acids, we'll need some circula- oh. You didn't tell me we had guests."

"Ah! Sorry, dear. Don't worry, he's one of our sort of people. Fairy. Mary's father, actually! Mr. Derwaldt, this is my lovely wife, Diana. Now, if you'll excuse me, we really do need to open all the windows."

Rainshadow gets up and starts throwing open every window, alongside his wife. A scent like a reptile house mixed with a chemical toilet wafts up from the basement. Diana comes down into the sitting room, throws open the sliding door, and then sits down, taking off her gloves and lifting up her goggles to reveal sapphire eyes.
"Sorry about the mess, I was working on an herbicide and things got a little out of hand. Now, you're Mary's father, yes? Bright girl, from what I've been told."

"Yes..."


>Listen, I have some questions about mage society. I seem to have run awry of a number of them...

>Dragon piss?

>You're an alchemist?

>Write-In

>>1416602
>Listen, I have some questions about mage society. I seem to have run awry of a number of them...

>>1416602
>You're an alchemist?

Let's just let both of us ask questions of the other without pressure, we can get into the Lighthouse in a bit

>>1416602
>>Listen, I have some questions about mage society. I seem to have run awry of a number of them...

>>1416602
>Listen, I have some questions about mage society. I seem to have run awry of a number of them...

>>1416602
>>Listen, I have some questions about mage society. I seem to have run awry of a number of them...

>>1416602
>Listen, I have some questions about mage society. I seem to have run awry of a number of them...

>>1416619
>>1416637
>>1416647
>>1416687
>>1416827

"Listen, I have some questions about mage society. I seem to have run awry of a number of them."

"That happens a lot. Some cabals can be very pushy, sometimes. Who were these people?"

"Well, they were operating out of Safe Harbor-"

Diana sits bolt upright at the mention of the asylum's name. "One of them was very boring-looking, wasn't he? They did things to your mind?"

"Yes..."

"Oh... darn it. Those people are very powerful, VERY dangerous players in the mage community. The Seers of the Throne. Religious fanatics who believe that magic is a gift from their gods, and makes them the rightful stewards of humanity. They have their tendrils in the government, the churches, the private sector... everywhere."

>Sounds like the vamps. Why should I be worried about them?

>Don't most of you mages think that your magic makes you better than most people? No offense.

>What the hell were they doing to people in that asylum? There was a guy up there, I think he was possessed...

>Write-In

>>1416841
>>Sounds like the vamps. Why should I be worried about them?
>>What the hell were they doing to people in that asylum? There was a guy up there, I think he was possessed...

>>1416841
>What the hell were they doing to people in that asylum? There was a guy up there, I think he was possessed...

>>1416841
>Sounds like the vamps. Why should I be worried about them?
>What the hell were they doing to people in that asylum? There was a guy up there, I think he was possessed...

>>1416841
>>>Sounds like the vamps. Why should I be worried about them?
>>>What the hell were they doing to people in that asylum? There was a guy up there, I think he was possessed...

>>1416940
>>1416884
>>1416860
"So? The vamps have the same thing going on. Why should I worry about these guys?"

"Vamps like the status quo. These guys don't. They want to own and control everything. They're The Man to end all The Mans, and they'll do anything to gain more power."

"Yeah... I saw some of their experimental subjects. They acted like they were possessed."

"They probably were. Like I said, they'll do anything. Amoral monsters. The local Council has been trying to build up enough strength to dislodge them for years, but we haven't gotten anywhere."


>I think I know some people who could help.

>Good luck with that.

>Write-In

>>1417009
I think I know some people who might be willing to help

>>1417009
>Write-In

I know I would be willing to help out where I can but I would need to see what other kind of assistance I can drum up, these guys seem like a problem for us all

>>1417009
>I think I know some people who could help.

>>1417009
>I think I know some people who could help.

>>1417021
this

>>1417021
>>1417050
"I'm willing to help out with this. Give me some time to see what help I can drum up. These people are seriously bad."

"Thank you so much for that, I'll be sure to ask the Council next meet-"

A phone starts ringing somewhere in the house, and Diana starts up. "Oh! Excuse me."

She darts over to a small nook and picks a phone off of the hook. "Yes? Oh, really? Aw, that's a shame. Well, I'll be right over to pick you and your friends up, dear. And you and I are going to have to have a talk when your little study group is over!"

The alchemist hangs up the phone and gives you an apologetic grin. "Sorry, it seems school let out early due to an accident, and I'm going to have to go pick them up. Rain! I'm going to pick up our daughter, make sure everything's presentable to mundanes by the time I get back!"

Rain's head pops up from the basement. "Alright, dear. I'll get the talisman and the mops."

Diana grabs a set of keys out from under a Chinese statue. "We can talk more later? Maybe tomorrow? I have an errand to run in the hills, and you seem like you know your way around up there."

"I'll think about it."

"Okay. Oh! Will you be staying for dinner? I'm certain all of the kids would love to see you!"

>Sure.

>No, I should probably get going.

>Write-In

>>1417191
> Sure

>>1417191
>>Sure.
>>Write-In
"Mind if I ride along? You know, in case there is something interesting going on."

>>1417191
>Sure.
Let's stay here and ask the guru about Conrad.

>>1417191
>Sure.

>>1417228
>>1417260
>>1417269
>>1417392
"Sure, I think I will."

"Oh, excellent! So, would you like to come with me? I just... figure I should offer." Diana looks slightly nervous.

>Yes, actually. Thank you.

>No, I'd rather stay behind.

>Write-In

>>1417445
>Yes, actually. Thank you.

>>1417445
>Yes, actually. Thank you.

>>1417445
>No, I'd rather stay behind.

Let's talk with the human, she doesn't seem to want company

>>1417445
>No, I'd rather stay behind.

>>1417453
I think she might be nervous about her errand, I guess she could also be uncomfortable with us to though

>>1417452
changing this to yes if you need back up but I would rather stay here

>>1417445
>>Yes, actually. Thank you.
"I would like to be on hand in case there is a problem."

>>1417445
>Yes, actually. Thank you.

If this is for the errand tomorrow, if this is just for picking up the kids then we can stay here

>>1417621
>>1417453
>>1417456
>>1417484
"I'd rather stay here, actually."

"Oh! Oh, okay." Diana looks slightly relieved with your answer. "Well, I'll be back in around an hour. You're welcome to anything in the house." She turns around and heads out the door.

>Help Rain out with hiding things.

>(Sloth) Look around for something to drink and talk to Rain about Conrad.

>Write-In

>>1417684
>Help Rain out with hiding things.

>>1417684
>Help Rain out with hiding things.

>>1417684
>Help Rain out with hiding things.

Let's discuss conrad while we work, we are hippies and we have a guru's ear for some time after all

>>1417684
>Help Rain out with hiding things.

>>1417684
>Help Rain out with hiding things.

>>1417684
>Help Rain out with hiding things.
No reason we can't talk about Conrad now.

>>1417933
>>1417932
>>1417891
>>1417838
>>1417731
>>1417689
You get up from your chair. "So, Rain, how can I help?"
"Oh! You, uh, want to help? For free?"

You shrug. "Yeah. Isn't that normal?"

"You tell me."

"Not that kind of fairy, Rain. You won't have to leave me saucers of milk. I could use your advice on something, though..."

You explain the situation with Conrad to Rain as the two of you store metal rods, put up multicolored talismans, and lock the doors to a couple of closets and the basement, making sure to leave anything sensitive to the Courts out.

"Hmmm... that sounds like a difficult problem. I suspect that Conrad had a hard- Durance, was that what you called it? He was probably very deprived of his basic needs: food, water, shelter, positive regard, all that stuff. When that happens to someone, they start to turn in on themselves. The life-seeking urge becomes directed entirely towards avoiding risk. This clashes with the natural empathy present in all living things, and causes people to act in confusing, self-destructive ways. I would advise giving him some distance for now, but if he seems like he's in danger, you need to let him know you are a friend to him."
Rain squints at you through his glasses as he starts putting on some proper clothes over his loincloth.
"There's someone else you want to talk to me about."


>Micheal Wyndham (concern about obsession).

>Terry (difficulties adjusting to new life).

>Mary (Parenting issues)

>No, actually.

>Write-In

>>1418041
>Micheal Wyndham (concern about obsession).

>>1418041
>Micheal Wyndham (concern about obsession).

>>1418041
>On a more mystical note, Micheal Wyndham (concern about obsession).
>But from one father to another, Mary (parenting issues)

>>1418041
>Micheal Wyndham (concern about obsession).

>>1418041
>>1418108
2nd. Wyndham's our primary concern because the Seers of the Throne.

>>1418041
>Micheal Wyndham (concern about obsession).

>>1418052
>>1418060
>>1418108
>>1418175
>>1418182

"There's a mundane I know, Micheal Wyndham-"

"You know Micheal too?"

You blink quickly, taken aback. "Pardon?"

"I asked-"

"No, I heard you, just- you know Micheal?"

"Yes, yes. A very... troubled young man, uncomfortable in his own skin. I tried to tell him he couldn't escape who he was, but..." the guru shakes his head.

You overlook the man in his early thirties calling a man in his late 20's "young man" and soldier on. "He's become part of the fairy underworld, and he seems... hell-bent on becoming one of us."

"Oh. Oh... That isn't good. If I had to give you some advice: try and dissuade him of these fantasies of his. He's a chaser, through and through."

"A chaser?"

"OCCULT chaser, man. He can't stand the fact he's not 'special' like you and me. Well, like you."

You open your mouth to continue, but the sound of the door opening silences you.
"Now, dinner will be on in a couple hours, so don't spoil your appetites, alright?"

Diana rounds the corner from the entryway and heads to the bedroom, where she takes a seat and starts reading. Rain pats you on the shoulder. "Can I trust you to keep an eye on the kids for a bit? I need to go finish putting things away downstairs." You turn around to answer, and he's gone. Wait- he's not GONE; he just went through the basement door, with the- thing on it. Argh, you can't quite remember. Well, the important thing is keeping an eye on the children.

"And this is my pad! It's totally, like, environmentally friendly and geomantically arranged and stuff."

"Wow! This is, like, really old-fashioned! Why aren't the floors all shiny?"

"Varnish is bad to inhale, dad says."

"Um... no offense to you guys, but does it kind of smell like sulfur in here? I mean, with what happened in Art today, flammable substances and I probably shouldn't be in the same spac- OH! Hi, Mr. Derwaldt! I didn't know you were friends with the Lemongrasses!"

You smile through your beard. "Well, I was more just in the neighborhood and heard you kids were dropping by."

"DADDY!" Mary bursts through the small crowd and runs into your arms. You pick her up and hug her, your back twanging slightly.
"Oh! Getting pretty heavy, in a year or two I won't even be able to lift you! Well, how was school, sweetheart?"

Mary shrugs "It was pretty good."

The long-haired brace-face- one of the twins, isn't she?- pipes up. "There was a freak accident involving the paints and a malfunctioning light fixture and half the Art room caught on fire! My positive self-image portrait got out alright, though!"

The other twin rolls his eyes. "Yeah, yeah... good for you..."

The group starts unpacking their bags and getting ready to do their homework. The boy twin- Orion, wasn't it?- keeps giving you furitive glances when he thinks you aren't looking.

>>1418297
>Help the kids with their homework

>Take Mary aside and talk to her (about what?)

>Take Rowan Stone aside and talk to her (about what?)

>Take Alfred Winchester aside and talk to him (about what?)

>Take Moonbeam Lemongrass aside and talk to her (about what?)

>Talk to Diana Lemongrass (about what?)

>Write-In

>>1418297
>Help the kids with their homework

>>1418302
>Take Mary aside and talk to her (about what?)
Ask her about what happened at school. Was it normal or magic?

>>1418302
>>Take Mary aside and talk to her (about what?)
>Ask her about what happened at school. Was it normal or magic?

>>1418448
This. If there's someone after these kids, we are going to have some strong words for them.

>>1418448
>>1418541
>>1418498

"Hey, Mary. Can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Yeah, Daddy." Mary gets up out of the recliner and comes over.

"Listen, what happened at school. Was that just an accident? You can tell me."

Mary's strange, chemical-spill colored eyes flicker between your ears for a second. "Um... kind of?"

"What's 'kind of' mean? Was it an accident or not?"

"Well, Alfie..." Mary whispers. "I think Alfie's cursed. Bad stuff happens to him all the time. Sometimes, it's just something like all of his pencils breaking or him falling on people in gym, but yesterday, a light fixture almost fell on him, and today the fire started right where he was painting. But when that sort of thing happens, it uses up all his bad luck for the day, so we're safe."

"Yeah, we probably are..." You hope you don't sound too absent-minded when you say that.

>Anything else you want to tell me, Mary?

>How's your first week of school been?

>Do you mind getting your friend Rowan? I want to talk to her (about what?)

>Go get Alfie. I want to talk to him about this 'curse'.

>Tell Orion I want to talk to him (about what?)

>Listen, I want to talk to you and Moonbeam about something. Moonbeam's mom should probably be in on this, too (Inform the two of them about the other's nature).

>Talk to Diana Lemongrass (about what?)

>Write-In

>>1418866
>Listen, I want to talk to you and Moonbeam about something. Moonbeam's mom should probably be in on this, too (Inform the two of them about the other's nature).

>>1418866
>>Anything else you want to tell me, Mary?
>>How's your first week of school been?
>>Listen, I want to talk to you and Moonbeam about something. Moonbeam's mom should probably be in on this, too (Inform the two of them about the other's nature).

>>1418866
>Listen, I want to talk to you and Moonbeam about something. Moonbeam's mom should probably be in on this, too (Inform the two of them about the other's nature).

>>1418881
>>1419069
>>1419073
"Listen, I want to talk to you and Moonbeam about something. Could you get her and come into the bedroom?" You point to the room Diana's in.
"Okay."

You duck into the back room and wave shortly at Diana. She closes her book (a big hardcover thing with complex script on the front cover.
"I'll be making dinner in a few minutes, if that's what you're wondering."

"What? No, I'm just thinking: my daughter's a fairy, and your daughter MUST know about you-"

"More than that: she's Awakened as well! Only she's a Moriae: a fate-weaver, not an Alchemist like me."

"Even better! Shouldn't we let them know?"

"Well, I suppose-"

Mary and the lanky blonde girl with big, staring eyes and a blissful expression trail in.
"Oh! Heeyyy, mom, hey Mr. Derwaldt."
You catch the two of them share a nervous glance.

>Moonbeam, Mary, there's something the two of you should know...

>(Authoritatively) Are you two hiding something from us?

>Write-In

>>1419142
>Moonbeam, Mary, there's something the two of you should know...

>>1419142
>Moonbeam, Mary, there's something the two of you should know...

>>1419142
>>Moonbeam, Mary, there's something the two of you should know...

>>1419142
>Moonbeam, Mary, there's something the two of you should know...

>>1419736
>>1420362
>>1420365
>>1420651
"Moonbeam, Mary, there's something the two of you should know..."

"Moonbeam, dear, you know how I talked to you about fairies? Well... Mr Derwaldt and Mary are both fairies!"

"Mary, your friend Moonbeam and Mrs. Lemongrass here are witches. Humans that can do magic."

"Oh!... Wow... I never would have... guessed? What a... surprise!"

"Um... yeah."

"Well... we just thought the two of you should know!"

"Yeah, Mary. Now you have someone to talk to about, you know... magic."

"Okay. Can we go do our homework now?"

>...You already knew, didn't you?

>Are you two hiding something?

>That's... not the reaction I expected.

>Yeah, sure.

>Write-In

>>1421135
>That's... not the reaction I expected.
Honestly wanted to say >...You already knew, didn't you?
but i kinda felt that was more metagamey than in-character

>>1421135
>>>Are you two hiding something?

>>1421135
>...You already knew, didn't you?

>>1421186

Between this reaction and the weird look they shared I think we can safely infer in character

>>1421135
>...You already knew, didn't you?

>>1421263
indeed

>>1421263
>>1421271
>>1421348
"...You two already knew, didn't you?"

"Uh... PLEASE don't be mad at me, mom! I wanted to tell you but Mary made me promise!"

"...I-I didn't mean to do bad, Daddy. I'm so-orry..."

"It's fine. I understand. You said that you couldn't tell ANYONE, right? You need to be more careful about how you phrase your oaths, Mary."

"O-okay."

"Next time, if you find something like this out, I want you to tell me first, before you swear any kind of oath. Okay?"

Mary nods.

"Okay, good. Now, you two go back to your friends, okay?"

Moonbeam and Mary file quietly out of the room.

>Help the kids with their homework

>Take Orion Stone aside and talk to him (about what?)

>Take Rowan Stone aside and talk to her (about what?)

>Take Alfred Winchester aside and talk to him (about what?)


>Talk to Diana Lemongrass (about what?)

>Write-In

>>1421438
>Help the kids with their homework

>>1421438
>Talk to Diana Lemongrass (about what?)

Let her know about Alfred's curse if she doesn't already know and ask what time to be around for helping with the errand tomorrow

Then I think we can say bye to Mary and leave, I would like to maybe check out what information we can about setting up a PI Agency

>>1421444
>>1421474
Tiebreaker between these two, I guess.

>>1421438
>>1421474
>>1422133
2nd. Alfred's curse seems more important than helping with their homework.

>>1422133
I'll switch to Alfred's curse

>>1422141
>>1421474
>>1422170
You turn to Mrs. Lemongrass as she starts to open her book again. "Listen... you're an expert on magic, right?"

"Well, I don't know about 'expert', but I am a mage, so I could give you some advice. Before you ask: no, I won't make you a love potion or turn lead into gold."

"I wouldn't dream about asking after either of those things. I just want some advice. My Mary thinks another one of the kids in her class- Alfie out there- has a curse on him. What do you know about that?"

"Curses? Not really my area of expertise... but I'll ask around about it. I do know that they're hard to get rid of, especially generational curses- and if he's cursed, it's probably generational."

"How do you know?"

"Because a curse is a very powerful piece of magic: you don't throw that kind of power out for just anything, and I can't see a 13-year old being guilty of something that would get a curse put on him specifically."

You shrug. "Well, if you're sure."

> (Sloth) Stick around and help the kids with their homework.

>Head out and look into setting up a PI firm.

>Write-In

>>1422257
>(Sloth) Stick around and help the kids with their homework.

Well it would be good to get the kids acclimated to us, plus we can recover some willpower

>>1422257
>(Sloth) Stick around and help the kids with their homework.
Cool dad time

>>1422257
> (Sloth) Stick around and help the kids with their homework.
God we're going to suck at this

>>1422270
>>1422364
>>1422383
You head out into the living room and walk up to the kids.
"Sooo... who needs help on their homework?"

Orion takes a calculating look at you. "Actually... my sister and I could use some help with our science homework."

"WHAT?! We've got this dow- OH!... We definitely need help with this homework, which is really hard. Nudge, nudge."

"Well, what's it about?"

"The solar syst-"

"We're having to learn about... forensic techniques! Yeah, definitely. So... what can you tell us about that?"

>Help them with their "homework": Roll Intelligence + Investigation (3 dice).

>Anyone else?

>What's your REAL homework, Orion?

>Write-In

>>1422398
>Help them with their "homework": Roll Intelligence + Investigation (3 dice).
Then
>What's your REAL homework, Orion?

Rolled 6, 9, 9 = 24 (3d10)

>>1422398
>>Help them with their "homework": Roll Intelligence + Investigation (3 dice).
>Then
>>What's your REAL homework, Orion?

Rolled 1, 2, 7 = 10 (3d10)

>>1422432
Whoops, didn't roll

Rolled 2, 6, 6 = 14 (3d10)

>>1422398
>>1422432
3rd.

>>1422432
>>1422468
"Well, first off, you don't draw chalk outlines around corpses. That contaminates the crime scene, and only idiots who've seen too many cop shows actually do it. Second, I know that's not your REAL homework, Orion, so how about you stop beating around the bush and get to it?"

The homework is some basic remedial stuff about the solar system, which you manage to work your way through just fine (although you can't help but feel that you might have mixed up Neptune and Uranus a couple of times). You decide to stay for dinner after the homework's done. Being surrounded by kids, eating with a neighbor... it seems almost normal. Feels... nice. Once dinner wraps up, you excuse yourself and get the date to meet tomorrow from Diana. 11:00 AM, sharp. Bring long boots and a gun.

End of Chapter.

(IMPORTANT NOTE: FROM NOW ON, TERRY, JERRY, AND MARY'S STORIES WILL UNFOLD SIMULTANEOUSLY. CHOOSING ONE WILL NECESSARILY CAUSE YOU TO MISS OUT ON PARTS OF THE OTHER TWO'S LIVES.)

>Play as Jerry (You're going on a hike to do a favor for a witch)

>Play as Terry (You're being inducted into the Nightfall Institute)

>Play as Mary (You're going ghost hunting!)

>>1422537
>Play as Mary (You're going ghost hunting!)
Alright, we need a Scooby.

>>1422537
>(IMPORTANT NOTE: FROM NOW ON, TERRY, JERRY, AND MARY'S STORIES WILL UNFOLD SIMULTANEOUSLY. CHOOSING ONE WILL NECESSARILY CAUSE YOU TO MISS OUT ON PARTS OF THE OTHER TWO'S LIVES.)
>>Play as Jerry (You're going on a hike to do a favor for a witch)
>>Play as Terry (You're being inducted into the Nightfall Institute)
>>Play as Mary (You're going ghost hunting!)
So... many... choices! I don't know what to choose!

>>1422537
>Play as Terry (You're being inducted into the Nightfall Institute)

>>1422537
>(IMPORTANT NOTE: FROM NOW ON, TERRY, JERRY, AND MARY'S STORIES WILL UNFOLD SIMULTANEOUSLY. CHOOSING ONE WILL NECESSARILY CAUSE YOU TO MISS OUT ON PARTS OF THE OTHER TWO'S LIVES.)

Why would you do this to us, you wrote too many amazing characters with too many engaging plotlines, how can we choose

But I did promise last time
>Mary

>>1422688
>Why would you do this to us

This... this is a good point, actually. Scratch the whole thing, I'll just rotate between the three. Is that fine for the thread?

>>1422693
Or would that get too annoying/repetitive? Honestly, I'm just trying to make sure you guys don't get fed up with the different-perspectives thing, or with the same day/days being retrod.

>>1422537
>>Play as Terry (You're being inducted into the Nightfall Institute)

>>1422695
I don't think it will be annoying.

>>1422693
>>1422695

I 100% endorse this idea, so long as you don't get burned out I certainly won't be

>>1422695
Honestly I'd find that really refreshing for a quest if we came at the day from different character angles, if you think you can pull it off i'm game

>>1422695
Do it when you think it narratively useful. Both Jerry and Terry have interesting things going on, and Mary plays in sick an odd manner that any thing you decide you want to write will likely turn out.

>>1422842
>in sick an odd manner
?

>>1422537
>Play as Terry (You're being inducted into the Nightfall Institute)

>>1422695
Either way is fine, I like the multiple protagonist thing. Maybe you should railroad us into one of the characters when something important is going to happen in their story, but I trust your judgement.

>>1422693
I'm not saying you should do it everytime vur right now the 3 of them have interesting things to do.
You could rotate and keep the days going whrn their appointments are not simultaneous, but yhe 3 stories are nice and i don't think one will overlap over the other so we can do it all

I wanted Terry but I'm going to respect an arbitrary order we've just made accidentally tha says Terry, Jerry, Mary so everyone can get a little of what they want.

My vote:

>Mary

>>1422537
>>Play as Terry (You're being inducted into the Nightfall Institute)

>>1423117

Terry time (Mary will appear next thread).