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You reach the Imperial Capital early in the morning, as Juras shines his light upon the city painting in it vibrant shades of red and orange. The architecture of the city showing of the best aspects of the Empire's many cultures, ranging from the very narrow but ornate houses of halfling merchants and to you the familiar Zwerchhauses all the way to the extravagant Châteaus of Paitran nobles. The streets are filled with merchants selling their various products and with people greatly enjoying themselves as if a war wasn't raging across the continent, you won't find many people in poverty here all thanks to the charity of yours benevolent Empress Wave. You are informed that the tournament will start latter in the day meaning you will have a couple of hours to explore the city. You can visit one of the many temples and Cathedrals of the city, cruise the markets for goods from all across the Empire, visit the various craftsmen you can find this city and order works to be done in your name or you could simply enjoy the scenery of this great city.

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>1759463
Marsher will look to aquire a lucky token from one of the many highborn maidens in the Capital for the Tournament!

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>1759463
Jasper, wishing to teach his dear nephew Feyd about the many intricate aspects of being a nobleman, shall take him on a tour of the city's many brothels and pastry shops.

Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>1759463
Calian shall train for the upcoming tournament, hoping to regain some muscle and get better at fighting in a melee

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>1759463
Belat and his son Belus decide to visit the Imperial Capitals Grand Cathedral.

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>>1759466
Marsher is successful in his mission, acquiring a blue handkerchief from a nice little sweet dwarven noble lady.
>>1759468
Jasper and his nephew were happily welcomed into on of the more high class brothels in the city and were promptly kicked out after Jasper well....revealed his manhood. The disgusted women working there were quick to throw both of them out.
>>1759475
Calian was on his way to the training grounds ready for the biggest gains of his life but on his way appeared a circus. Now this isn't usually problem for Calian but this particular circus had a tamed lion in a cage. This triggered Calians repressed memories and he ran away trough the streets of the Imperial Capital and managing to get lost. He barely manages to reach the tournament grounds on time.
>>1759483
You have a great time visiting the Grand Cathedral. It is truly a wondrous building. The interior height is almost at 60 meters, the architecture is glorious and illusion magic is used to great effect to create a picture of heaven filled with angels. You find many noble visitors and the Pontiffs from all 6 Pantheonic Kingdoms. Among them Belus finds a couple of paitran knights that were imprisoned with him and has a pleasant chat with them.

New here

Can I enter a Character in this quest?

>>1759549
Sure thing, jump straight in.

A Ill known knight Peter Marcel wishes to enter the Tourney.
His skills with a blade considerable and his joy making impressive

You all gather at the tournament grounds, many nobles from around the Empire are present yet a great number of the are missing, those have stayed back at the fronts with the armies. Guards are ever present as they watch over you and ensure your safety.

Before the first event of this tournament begins, Empress Wave gives out a speech speaking about the successful rescue mission and thanking the gods for allowing us to celebrate such an occasion. Her speech is met with a thunderous applause and the tournament is officially announced to begin.

The first event will be a normal melee and a decision is ought to be made between the Roggarian participants. Will they join up as a team or will they fight individually.

A. Roggarians form a team
B. No team
C. Player teams decided by participants, not nation

>>1759572
A

>>1759572
A

>>1759572
>A. Roggarians form a team

>>1759572
>A. Roggarians form a team

>>1759580
Change to B

>>1759572
B.

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Rolled 8, 22, 65, 63, 57 = 215 (5d100)

Teams it is.

The Roggarian team is formed-Peter Marcel,Calian,Ser Marsher,Baron Jasper and Belat.

As the battle begins you see that other nations have formed teams too, Paitras and Ondalia have begun fighting each other. Soon you hear the roaring of the lesser Kragnall knights that are quickly approaching you- seems like you will be fighting them.

ROLL AGAINST THESE DIE

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>1759604

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>1759604
Ahhhh!

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>1759604

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>1759604
Been too long since I've enjoyed a good tournament.

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>1759604

Rolled 47, 74, 65, 59 = 245 (4d100)

>>1759606
In this battle of shortstacks it is the goblin that takes the victory as the dwarf falls on the ground before he even reaches the goblin, presumably from too much drinking.
>>1759607
On the other hand Jasper gets overconfident and has his cod piece heavily damaged by a dwarven hammer.
>>1759608
Calian manages to overpower his opponent for just long enough that he manages to save >>1759609 from being knocked out of the fight.
>>1759611
Peter is gaining edge in the battle against his opponent utilizing his size to the full extent

Again roll to match these dices

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>1759627

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>1759627

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>1759627

Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>1759627
You'll pay for that!

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>1759627

Rolled 65, 11, 97 = 173 (3d100)

>>1759631
The goblin eager to prove himself takes out another dwarf this time for real! Truly magnificent.
>>1759634
After being helped by Calian Belat manages to fight back the dwarf for a little.
>>1759637
Apparently not paying attention to the enemy before is a bad idea. Something Calian learns after a hammer rends him unconscious.
>>1759638
Baroj Jasper fight valiantly in the process tiring his opponent quite a lot but in the end he succumbs to the pain in his groin and falling down.

Peter just sits around picking his nose.


Those of you who are still up and fighting roll.

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>1759653

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>1759653
Roll for swift's guy

Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>1759653

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>1759653

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>>1759663
>>1759657
You two try your best but the number superiority and the eternal Krag surge proved to be too much for you. After defeating the Roggarian team the Dwarven team was quickly cleaned up by the Ondalian team....how did that even happen? It seems like the Ondalian team was lead by a quite skillful individual who defeated a great portion of the Paitran team by himself.
As the captain of the winning team Sir Lambert Marnix is awarded a manor in the Imperial Capital and 3 million marks and has announced that he will be spending his earned money hosting feasts for the commoners and donating the rest to talented artists and theatres. The second place winners,the dwarven captain has been awarded with a rare demonblade from Akeshizu and 2 million marks. Finally the 3rd place winners are being awarded with a rare casket of vintage White Sekalath Wine from Paitras and 1 million marks

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The day slowly comes to an end as the experiences settle among you and you prepare to set to the Imperial Palace where the great feast is being held.

The palace is rich with decorations and is truly a wonder on the eyes as you see ancient carpets from Hasgaldam, trinkets that once could have only been found in the Ashlands and many decorations from Petrekshan even!

You are all welcomed by Wave as this is a night of merrymaking and celebration. Food is being brought out alongside light drinks but no doubt soon the heavy drinking will start. The best bards from across the Empire have gathered to play for you as their music is heard trough the night.

The feast begins! Enjoy yourselves Roggarians, so orders Empress Wave!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ax-vsT3DyXc

>>1759724
Sir Bigaxxamann refuses to touch food sullied by the hands of the dreaded halflings.
Instead he spends his time insulting a rake of the Stunts.

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>1759724
I'm just going to make sure this party goes of well, Direct the servants, make sure the guests enjoy themselves, all of that.

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>1759724
Challenge a halfling to a food eating contest

Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>1759724
"You can hold your own in the Arena quite well Sir Marnix. Shall we see how well you can hold your drink?"
Challenge the Halfling captain to drinking contest the other contestants from the Tournament are welcome to join in.

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>1759740
Forgot muh roll, see if I can bully them out and spread the knowledge of their trickery through drunken speechcraft.
That usually works.

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Rolled 79, 79 = 158 (2d100)

>>1759724
Jasper shall seek to entertain all by tales of his grand exploits and deeds upon the battlefield.
Feyd on the other hand, decides that he shall seek out a suitable innocent maiden and seduce her with his dashing charms and bad boy attitude.

Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>1759755
Bear witness to my Drinking talent

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>1759724
Attempt to woo that fine dwarven maiden who blessed me with her favor

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>1759724
Valeria, the younger sister of Claudius Vance, can also be seen at the feast, looking a bit out of place wearing a dress.
Enjoying a pie-eating contest with some dwarf and giving a headpat to a rather confused maidservant.

>>1759740
>>1759759
When you find that all the halflings are busy either eating or drink or perhaps both you start to feel a little bit down but luckily you find a particularly small little halfling girl whom you bully without mercy until she runs of crying. Congratulations, you made a 5 year old child cry. What's the next step in your master plan?
>>1759749
Everything is going according to your plan. You are perfectly aware of everything going on and you manage to make everyone have the time of their life. If you were evil this would be the part of the story where you would smile menacingly, but of course you are not evil and your soothing smile and gentle voice calms a crying halfling child.
>>1759755
>>1759750
Somehow the halfling manages to beat you both. Its like he doesn't even chew his food, he just swallows it. Calian thinks how the halfling eats like a lion and from then he spirals into a full panic attack thinking that the halfling is in fact Moodini in disguise. He calms down after Belat having hicups from the excess drinking.
>>1759771
You however manage to be on par on the halfling at first but the halfling just keeps on drinking. Its almost like the drinks are.....disappearing.
>>1759761
Jasper and Feyd are truly the ultimate duo, they build off each other quite well. Jaspers stories of his many exploits and great cooking feats making all the noble girls heaths go doki doki, and Feyds bad boy attitude and witty one liners attract many innocent maidens.
>>1759782
It seems like the dwarven maiden was very impressed by your showing in the melee, After all you took down two of the opponents!. Your wooing attempt is a complete success. After all "Once you go green, you never come out clean." or so they say
>>1759801
Your pie eating skills are remarkable and you impress many maids attending the feast, they are all happy to have you headpat them. Although a couple of the older gentlemen stare and shake their head in disagreement.

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>1759818
Apologize to the little girl, the alchohol has addled my brain but im still a knight damn it!

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>1759818
Attempt to Woo some Paitran Girls

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>1759833
Peter will Belittle this Calian and Woo the Paitran girls instead

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>1759818
After finishing the drinking contest Belat decides showing off his dancing skills would be the best course of action.

>>1759864
"Interesting decision my friend, Come and dance with these fine ladies and I."

>>1759825
At first your apologies aren't accepted, but soon after she got over it and started her own banter with you, calling you a poo poo head and ugly, The insults really aren't that uhh refined, she is a child after all.
>>1759833
You go and try and woo a Paitran girl, she is quite beautiful and she even looks rich. Everything was going fine until you saw a little silver brooch attached to her dress in the shape of the lion...in a last ditch effort not to freak out you rapidly turn and try to run away only to end up hitting >>1759836 straight in the nose as he was creepily trying in to join the conversation.
>>1759864
Seems like ones dancing skills deteriorate after too much drinking. Your moves are not well coordinated and the spinning makes you sick and you end up puking over >>1759833
>>1759836 who where rolling on the floor.

The feast is now in full swings, music is the loudest and the mood is heightened when a huge orcs jumps into the main stage challenging our Sir Lambert to a drinking competition. Both are using magic to drink in more and more exciting ways. It looks like the orc is using water magic to have a never ending stream of beer go into his mouth. Even more orcs are coming in storming the palace but of course Empress Wave was aware of this possibility so even more food and drinks were prepared for them

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=whxcq4I0kAo

Rolled 68, 3, 92 = 163 (3d100)

>>1759818
Jasper, feeling confident and in control, decides that it is time to pick up a banjo and sing a romantic tune dedicated to his beloved Empress Wave.

Feyd Rautha, smiling menacingly, decides to push his advantage and perhaps aquire some companionship for the night.

Valeria, stomach stuffed with pie and headpat needs taken care of, decides that a knife throwing contest might be just the thing to engage in.

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>1759881
"Well, Ok, failing the Paitran girls... Let's move on to the Anglanorse girls?"
He triesto clean up the vomit and then woo some anglanorse girls

Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>1759886
Trip the Divatan

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>1759889
Trip the Gobbo

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>>1759885
Jasper picks up his trusted banjo and sings a truly romantic tune that would conquer the hearth of any maiden it is dedicated to, but Empress Wave is not so easy to get. Japser feels like he was so close to achieving his goal of seducing Wave, it is like he was just one note away.
Freyd tries and push his luck with the nobles girls but the only thing he gets is a steaming cheek that was slapped too many times. He looks in anger as all the girls flock to his uncle
>>1759886
You stay clear of any lion symbolism this time and it seems like the smell of puke reminds many Anglonorse girls of their favorite pickled fish. It seems they find you delicious.
>>1759889
You were about the trip the Divatan and ruin his already diminished reputation when a knife hits your coat and sticks it to the ground stopping you from moving. You look and see that the knife thrower is in fact some smug red headed girl.

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>1759924
Attempt to romance the prettiest Anglanorse girl that Noble there

Rolled 99, 85, 75 = 259 (3d100)

>>1759924
Jasper, surrounded by such an adoring audience and feeling invincible, decides to try his luck at new areas. Namely poetry.
"Hark everyone, hear my poem! Dedicated to the Empress of our realm and of my heart!"

Feyd, cheek burning with pain and shame, soothes both of those with beer. Then he decides to make his move in the anglanorse maiden in corversation with the divatan.
"Hey baby, why don't you ditch this dweeb and find yourself a real man?"

Valeria, a bit too drunk and feeling proud for actually hitting what she was aiming at with her knife, decides to have a chat with the Paitran lady with the nice silveremblem she's pretty sure she should recognize.

>>1759973
Jasper recites his poem touching the hearths of many in the crowd. yet tragedy strikes as he finds that Wave has left the feast minutes ago to get some beauty sleep for tomorrow. Truly tragic.
>>1759929
You manage to find a perfect Anglonorse girl, she claims her father is a baron from somewhere around Ozklamar, you aren't really sure you were too busy staring at her big beautiful blue eyes. Then Feyd came charming her with his bad boi attitude right until Jasper recited his poem and the Anglosnorse lept into his embrace and left the palace with him. :/
>>1759973
Valeria had a great time bonding with the Paitran lady, who turned out to be Princess Arielle Ezgielan, the only legitimate child of the Paitran King. They bonded over their shared rebellious spirit, unfortunately when Valria tried to steer the conversation towards headpats and handholding the Princess got distracted by Jaspers glorious poetry.

The feast is coming to a close as guests are leaving. Many are teary-eyes for they have heard Jaspers magnificent poetry. Soon even the last of the guests have left, spilling out in to the streets of the Imperial Capital each going to their residence there.

The next morning, people are sluggish. You can only drink so much on the first night of a multi-night event, but eh, no one told most of those attending. Groans and thrown pillows go hand in hand as the event of the day is pushed back due to popular request. That is to say, those athletes that have shown up aren't all in peak form, and there may have been technically banned healing in those tents erected for them. Some substitutes are even called in, with a few being from the Roggarian section.

Warm up games were cancelled, as there's only so much jumping and moving that hungover nobles can watch without vomiting, and thus, the main event is about to begin. While Dragonritter is more of a Roggarian sport than Imperial, it still holds a fond spot in many people's hearts for the pure visual beauty of it. 8 vs 8, with support mages keeping the mounts of the players, the "dragons", aloft. 10 feet high, all players must be knocked off of one dragon for the other side to win, with cushions down below. Some players are already turning green as they are lifted into the air...

3 v 3, and you can state if you're playing.

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>1760031
Calian shall play

Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>1760031
here comes that Herwig boi

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>1760031
here comes that Gerwig boi

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>1760031
I'll be in this one

Rolled 11 (1d100)

Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>1760031
(yes yes, not all at once)

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>1760031

As many know, the regional and national leagues generally send their best to compete in the Imperial Capital during the off season, also known as the Imperial Season. As there isn't much to do, most peasants watch the regional leagues, and some even go on pilgrimages to see both the wonders of the Imperial Capital and those they hold pride in at home, the contenders from their region. The two teams that usually top the Imperial Capital's scoreboards are the Demonheads and the Hawkwings, teams known for their rambunctious fans and noble support respectively.

Of course, no one's got that on their minds, they're laughing as two of the Hawkwings' players go tumbling off the dragon without being pushed, and a third is dislodged by the enemy. The one dislodged uses his claw - the "weapon" used to attack if one wishes in the games - to knock off a player on the other side, Calian, but the man is rescued by Gerwig. Herwig falls in vain, and shouts "Even you, Gerwig?" as he does.

3v2 now.

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>1760082

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>1760082
FITO

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>1760082

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>1760082

Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>1760082

And the game finishes as poorly as it began. One of the mages involved in holding up the dragon kept drinking well into the morning, and the unfortunately named Hawkwings topple in a heap to the ground as the front angles towards it as if it was a hawk going for its prey. A very drunk, lopsided hawk.

The leader of the Demonheads receives a 3 year old griffin, which causes his greenness to turn to white, as he vomits, just thinking of the thought of flying again after the event.

The dragonbone lance goes to Gerwig and the shield to Calian, as they were the only two actually trying, while the Ezdari bear known as Pouh has accidentally been put down after gorging himself on honey and poisoning himself in the process.

Strangely, the several million marks that were meant to be handed out were lost... a sign is left at the scene, one that looks like two ribbons connecting to each other.

Jasper, Feyd Rautha and Valeria Vance, responding to a dare by someone at a local tavern, all sign up for the mageball tournament.
While having no idea whatsoever how the game work, they shall place their trust in enough high fives, friendship and teamwork to make it all the way to victory.

The next day, the athletes are actually prepared, though the money is still missing. During the earlier parts of the year, the Centaur Association for Racial Equality (CARE) had been critical of the inclusion of Dragonritter, as centaurs traditionally can't play it. While often disliked by nobles, the group has done good in the past, installing temporary ramps of dirt for centaurs to access buildings in the capital, an environmentally friendly solution to common problems faced by the race. Their leader is a man known as Acetto Tylene, a halfling known for his love of dice and card games. Their criticisms were the reason for the inclusion of the following event...

Mageball is the most popular Imperial sport, as it involves a bit of everything. Played with a ball of dragonskin in the Capital, and regular leather everywhere else, it tests the players' physical and magical strength by teams that are 10 strong each. The goals are small and set 13 feet high, with magic barred in various ways (cannot be used to directly enchant the ball or alter it though it can be used to move it, only 3 points rather than 6 if ball is altered with magic for a goal) though it is generally used as it can often score more points than a purely physical team can. Only kicks and ball movements are allowed for goals, and using magic to attack other mages is allowed, though not the regular participants, who must merely be tackled normally. Mages generally are the best players, but the physically oriented are viewed as underdogs.

As the final game gets underway after qualifiers, the prizes are being prepped in a secret room elsewhere in the stadium. A certain halfling is milling about there, and snaps his fingers. Wherever you are in the stadium, he figures, the fun is about to begin.

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3v3 please

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>1760168
i got this

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>1760168
Mem

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>1760159
We can win this

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>1760168

Rolled 99 (1d100)

reee

Rolled 30 (1d100)

(my, my, you're all so anxious to get this done aren't you : P)

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The game is tight, neither side gaining a clear advantage. A surge by a group with a fat man in the middle of it somehow gains control of the ball, before it is wrested away by a very aggressive looking centaur. Mageball is a sport dominated by them, you see.

However, the point of interest in the arena lies elsewhere. A man of the Councilors and a wizard are walking down a hallway as they spy a horse in front of a busted wall.

A horse in plaid.

They suspect something is up, but they're not sure what.

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>1760210

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>1760210
ayyy lmaoooo fugg centaur's

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>1760210
"Come on team, let us do this!"

Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>1760210
mem

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>1760210

Rolled 21 (1d100)

roll reeee

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>1760210
let's roll a second time.

Within minutes after the ball is taken, the other team is completely wiped out. However, they are happy to have participated, and as the prizes were to be handed out to whoever was most popular among the former prisoners, they give their votes to the underdogs.

Jasper, Feyd Rautha, and Valeria Vance receive the 3 prizes, and all the glory that comes with it. Dragon blood potions are given to the third place winner, Feyd Rautha, while to the second place winner goes a galentine staff, worked on by both Kovagi and Charodeian priests over the course of several weeks. Of course, only Jasper receives an all encompassing ticket to go to a High Elf school of his choice. Some laugh, but then there's thinking. If they go by high elf ages, Jasper may in fact be around that time, perhaps.

Elsewhere, the wizard and councilor inform the police about what they saw, but neither a horse or a busted wall is there when they come back. In fact, neither is the room hidden there - there's just rock.

Both the councilor and the wizard are informed, and they decide to investigate.

Rolled 27, 10 = 37 (2d100)

Titanweight is quite simple - it actually isn't, but grant me this respite from explaining everything. It's hot potato but with bulging muscles, and increasingly heavy weights.

No Roggarians are set to enter this one, though they are free to interact in the crowd.

The rolls are for the two frontrunners, a Paitran named Charles, and a Roggarian named Deguall.

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>1760252
Herwig will use tactical food launching to snipe out Ser Marsher in the crowd.

Rolled 46 (1d100)

It seems Charles has been taking illegal black-market potions, and it shows. He loses control of his left arm, throws his weight into the crowd, and starts hitting himself. When Deguall tries to intervene, he is punched.

Rolling to see what Charles' weight does/how much impact on the crowd...

>>1760254
A turnip hits the man in the side. Then again, he is sitting right next to you.

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>1760252
Valeria attempt to counter Herwig's trickery by method of stealthy food sniping of her own

Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>1760269
Throw turnips at Valeria!

Rolled 93, 93, 24 = 210 (3d100)

Jasper, ordering a beer and a sausage wrapped in a piece of bread, sits down and watches the contest.
Feyd, curious at what his newly aquired potion does, attempts to slip a few drops into his uncle's drink.

Meanwhile, Valeria attempt to counter the devious turnip stratagem with the classic fist to solar plexus strategy.

The weight lands near a certain halfling putting some things in bags. More specifically, it lands on a bag. It tears, and reveals...

Money, and lots of it. However, that's normal for nobles - what isn't is the mark on the bag, which those with keen eyes like the wizard or councilor instantly recognize as the sign that the money thief had used earlier.

Startled, the halfling panics, and turns into a horse, before trying to use magic to ward off those guardsmen approaching. Instead, he accidentally lights himself on fire momentarily. Transforming into a halfling again, a reedy voice is heard from him.

"My plaid, my plaid!"

It seems he values his clothing.

>>1760269
>>1760273
Valeria's turnip is especially hard, and hits Herwig in the shin. The man winces, and tries to throw one back, only to hit a horse that for some reason is on fire rather close to them.

(One more round of actions)

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Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>1760280
OWARI!

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>1760284
Ahhhhh!

>>1760280
The sausage tastes like beer, and the beer like sausage. However, that is surprisingly good. It seems that alchemists were on hand messing with the tastes.

Feyd does this, and the man's face turns red, and his buttons pop off as he becomes more muscular.

Valeria executes this but fails, fist knocking a turnip on its way down. Wincing, she goes for a turnip, but receives one to the eye from Herwig. She keeps going though, and performs the ultimate turnip move - accidentally grabbing a knife and performing roll to stab. While she misses, her blade cuts a turnip, knocking the majority of said vegetable to the ground, tripping Herwig.

Deguall wins, and boasts of his strength before going to see a healing priestess on the sideline.

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You gather in the courtyard of the Imperial Palace on the morning of the 29th of Abadid. It is Remembrance day and a procession of nobles will be held by Empress Wave, you soon leave the courtyard and pass to the streets to your destination. The main square of the Imperial Capital, better known as Unity square is where the Remembrance day is officially honored by the Empire.

On the square stands a great statue representing a warrior from each of the Pantheonic nations making the Empire. The mood is heavy as many among the nobles and commonfolk have people who they have lost in the war or that are still fighting on the fronts. Speeches are giving on how the sacrifices of those who have fallen will not be in vain and how the Empire will prevail like it did so many times before.

The rest of the day is spent in higher spirit, many turn to drinking to forget or to sooth the pain. Another feast is held in the Imperial Palace by Wave and again the guests return from it drunk,satisfied and hopefully happy.

On the morning of the 30th you could see many hangover nobles leaving the Imperial Capital, some going back to their homes and some back to their front...We will see if by this time next year we will have reasons to feast over and celebrate.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h_JfHLs2Nc4

Turns resume as normal, stats as in the OP; Date - the 1st of Domnis, 814 After the Storm.
Notable news - further investigation into the Dragonstomb Treasury Heist reveals that what the robbers stole could only have been one billion Marks - those who were kept in the form of gold and silver bars, primarily. Parts of the treasury were simply destroyed along with the money contained there, but extensive searching through the rubble did yield some returns from caches that were not fully destroyed.
In general, the economic situation in the Holy Pantheonic Empire is still stable after nearly two years of almost total war. Intelligence reports from the south indicate that our enemeis are not faring as well economically.


>A.Food production & growth
>B.Culture & religion
>C.Construction
>D.Military
>E.Government & laws
>F.Exploration & colonization
>G.Research & development(Cooldown)
>H.Navy
>I.Diplomacy & war
>J.Magical matters
>K.Trade & Finance
>L.Other

>>1760338
D.
I have an idea to introduce.

>>1760338
D

>>1760343
support

>>1760338
D

>>1760338
>D.Military

>>1760338
A.

D it is - freely present all ideas you have for changes in the functioning of our military.
Present war situation: The snows have melted on the mountain front where we most recently took Fortress Durga. In total we have 90k Roggarian forces there(of whom 70k are Gobbopolian), backed by an equal amount of Kragnan troops.
We have made no advancements on the desert front - at Stoman's Gate we have 60k Roggarian troops.
On the western front the RDF has 80k troops, of whom 25k are Gobbopolian and 25k are Ogrestani. The mighty city of Baodar-shi still stands, but the Bao river is mostly in our hands by this point.


Give ideas for general military improvements now, though - war plans after.

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Meanwhile, at Trusted Defense

“Dahnald Drunf II, you have failed me for the last time!” Trusted Councilor Drunf bellowed as his tiny fist smashed into his desk, sending tendrils of pain up the nerve threads of his thin, thin skin, only enraging him further.
“I gave you hundreds of good men, the resources of the NSA, and a good tip on what was gonna happen there! And you still allowed Charlestead to be partially overrun by the living dead!” Froth was forming at the edges of his mouth, “And now you dare come crawling back to me!?”
“Fa… father… You don’t understand… I really tried.” Drunf II was squirming under the gaze of his father, like a schoolboy who’d forgotten his homework.
“Then ya shoulda tried harda! The army should have strangled that infestation in a week!” his baby fat finger was viciously prodding his son in the chest repeatedly.
“The commander refused me troops father! I don’t know why, it was almost like he wanted the Eternians to suffer as much as possible.”
“Excuses, excuses! I don’t want it. Why can’t you be like any of your brothers? Baron is merely 12 and he just recently cracked open a human trafficking ring all by himself!”
Dahnald Drunf II did not respond, tears in his eyes and hands curled up into fists.

Feeling benevolent, Drunf patted his oldest son on the back. “There, there… It’s okay. Important part is that you tried right?” he smiled, taking care to use his encourage-tone, “Now for something more important, did you take care of my… special order?”
Drunf II raised his head, spirits up. “That I did father!”
“That’s my lad!”
“200 young Eternian virgin girls, bought and paid for in gold. Had them carefully inspected father, not a single gold coin wasted on merchant trickery. I only spend two thirds of the money I had at my disposal. I made the best deals! Even you would have been impressed!”
“My lad! Now my Superboat casino will have the best hookers in the realm!”
“... Hookers dad?” Drunf II’s smile vanished.
“Well, lets see them! I wanna sample the wares myself!” the lord of Trusted Defense responded, eagerly rubbing hands.
“Well, I… Upon returning to Trusted Lands… had them all released…”
Taken aback, Drunf could only mutter “You… what…”
“I had them all released father, gave them the remaining gold and all. That was what I was supposed to do right? Save the innocent maidens from a war zone?”
Seeing his father quickly turning the color of a yet undiscovered vegetable known in the future as a tomato, he quickly added: “Not all of them father! One of the maidens and me, we… you see… Me and Vanessa are married now father. I… it was true love!”
Apparently losing out on the possibilities of a strategic marriage for his oldest son did not make things better.
“DAHNALD DRUNF II, YOU ARE THE WORST SON A MAN COULD EVER ASK FOR!”

>>1760361
Aristos suggestion:

Communication is key in warfare, and spatial is becoming unreliable what with blockers and all.

I believe we can improve communication with the usage of fireworks, to relay simple urgent messages across the battlefield, on the march, or something like that. They'll be colour-coded, details to be hammered out later.

>>1760361
Communication on the battlefield and out can be improved with the usage of colour coded fireworks to relay simple and urgent messages without the time lag of messengers. At most, we'd need 6 colours as such.

Red-Enemies Sighted
Blue-Reinforcements needed
Black- Dragons nearby
Yellow-We're retreating

>>1760384
>>1760375
this

>>1760384
>>1760375
Supporting

A simple, but useful addition to our arsenal and tactics - signal fireworks will be used henceforth by our armed forces.

Now we turn our attention to the grand strategy of the war:
>>1760361
and the OP for general positioning. It's spring now.

"While in contact with the duke of gobbopolis we have noted the lacking in our method of warfare and he has seen to make this wrong right. Currently he has drafted multiple plans which are as follows."
Operation: Water Dragon
Forces: 90k
Commander: Duke Foreman Swift-Hands III Vice-Commander Darren Stonecair

On the Zhong front the Royal Onadalian Forces and the Western Roggarian Army will advance along the coast with the goal of taking the coastal cities Baodar-shi, Chi-raobon and Zhenzhuhei. With our current naval advantage and economic stability over the Zhongi we should be able to keep our naval dominance disrupting any attempts to resupply the cities and destroy any ship production along the coast. We shall leave the interior to General Tso but not for one second should we think to trust him, his interest is Zhongi only and will not hesitate to destroy us.
Operation: Badland Blitz
Forces: 80k
Commander: Imperial Marshal Belat Dragonscarred Vice-Commander: Barius Divata

The Centaurs have made good progress destroying armies that have attempted stall their progress or make counterattacks into the steppes. The Imperial Marshall shall lead the 50k men of the current Roggarian Royal army and the 30k of the Elite Imperial Army to reinforce the King of Lursar in his Badlands campaign with the heavy infantry components of this army will increase the ability of this army to take fortified holds, and act as the anvil to the centaurs hammer.
Operation: Honorable Heights

With the steady advance of the Roggarian-Dwarf Army before the winter it seems the fighting will soon take place in the inner Poodwarf lands. With the great animosity that exist between the Poodwarfs and Goblins we should withdraw all the Roggarian forces to be replaced with the Paitrans who shall with the Kragnalese put forward a more “honorable” warfare in hopes that loses will be low and the Poodwarfs will surrender.
Operation: Gyolas’s Guidance

The Naval Fleet based out of the Archeri isles will begin a campaign of hit and run attacks focused on destroying Caliphate naval assets while forcing so many attacks that they are forced to spread their dragon on incredibly thin if they wish to try to counter them all.(edited)
Operation: Desert Stall

The HED dominion army and the Anglanorse army based out of Stoman’s Gate will continue their operations of small battles designed to wear down the Caliphate forces or bating them into fighting battles against our fixed defenses.

>>1760415
Operation: Homefront
Forces: 90k
Commanders: High Zealot Wallace and Claudius Vance

The Goblin forces under High Zealot Wallace shall head back to Roggar to clear out the Charlestead necropolis while the remaining forces shall remain in the Rorc Valley under the command of Claudius Vance. after this the feudal forces of Gobbopolis will be disbanded from combat and sent back to their homes. Those who showed promise in this war will be given plots of land in Bullhorn and new knights and castles raised in the area to help it transform the area once again into a thriving area of Roggar.
Vance, utilizing his remaining Roggarians, scrambled reinforcements and allied troops from kragnaal and the minotaurs shall focus all efforts on securing the fort to the south of rorc valley. Afterwards go into defensive mode

>>1760415
>>1760421
Duke Swift-Hand's plan, submitted to the House of Lords
A.Approve
B.Reject

>>1760427
A

>>1760427
A

>>1760427
A

Five operations are proposed - give me 5 d100's

Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>1760438
I got this

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>1760438

Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>1760438

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>1760438
poo in the fucking loo

Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>1760438
>>1760443

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>1760438

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>1760438

It was 6 operations, so I'm taking the sixth roll as well.
What should our perspective be on?
A.Operation: Water Dragon
B.Operation: Badland Blitz
C.Operation: Homefront
D.Skip to next economic turn
E.Raid/expedition
F.Other

>>1760461
>B

>>1760461
>C.Operation: Homefront

>>1760461
B

>>1760461
C

>>1760461
C

>>1760461
>B.Operation: Badland Blitz

>>1760461
The homefront

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16th of Domnis, 814.
Eternia - a land of death and ruin. Its people by now have either fled, died or move as undead.
Important forces had been pulled out of Charlestead some months prior - a grave mistake by Duke Swift-Hands. Bandits and GGG attacks were no longer an issue in Eternia and surrounding areas, yes - but the undead were.
Charlestead is divided into 4 walled quarters and the central area - the undead had been contained to the northwestern area for some time, but in the last two weeks things had gone very, very bad. Now most of the city was overwhelmed. The undead appear to be able to rise up on their own - all who are killed by them fill their ranks. This is a city of the dead - and they area about to spill out into the countryside. A force of several thousand is trying to contain the situation along the walls and the southeastern quarter - the old town of Bullcoast. The undead number in the tens of thousands. Word from elsewhere says our armies are encountering troubles on multiple fronts, with a large Gobbopolian force having been directed from the Mountain Front - almost two thousand kilometers away - to Eternia. Well, they'll need at least another month to get here - time the dead won't give you.

You've got eight thousand Ondalians holding the southern gate; eight thousand Roggarian reservists holding the northwestern gate; six thousand holding Bullcoast. Minor forces/heroes from any faction may be here if you think it's plausible.

What will you do about the present situation?

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Sir Dahnald Drunf II and his men of the NSA are already in the area, trying their best to help out with the crisis.

>>1760539
"I say we focus on evacuating all civilians and then simply wall up the gates, keeping the enemy contained while having as few soldiers and civilians as possible die."

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>>1760556
The Pontiff of Gobbopolis a hard Priest of Mor by the name of Star-Eye Crowkiller had ridden from the city as soon as he heard of the undead threat that looms here as is his sacred duty. He has brought with him 200 members of the more militant Priests though many are long of the tooth or still green as the war has taken many fighting men to the front lines

What plan of action should we undertake in this situation?

>>1762834
Move a thousand troops from the Bullhorn Contingent towards the Northwestern Gate and the Ondalian Forces, 500 to each army. Dig in as heavily as possible and evacuate Civilians from Neighboring communities.

>>1762834
The hearth of every undead army is the necromancer summoning the undead. Our only hope to win this battle of stall it long enough so that the reinforcements come on time is to slay the necromancers. In order to do that we will need to assemble a small elite group that will go trough the undead infested city. My dwarf friend and i could scout out the necromancer position in the city and make it easier for the group to reach their target. We would also need a diversion attack to keep most of the undead army busy. To do that we should have the halflings make a diversion attack and use their golems to minimize the losses and stop feeding the undead with more fresh bodies.

>>1762850
This

>>1762850
This

Step 1 of the plan - Scouting (Erden will roll a d100 here)
Step 2 - Diversionary attack(Give me 3 d100 rolls other than Erden's)
Step 3 - sending forth an elite attack force

Describe what heroes/forces you'll contribute to the attack force - if you don't have any oh hand, ask me.

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>1762907
Here we go

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>1762907

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>1762907
1K Minotaurs sent from the Winterlord are on Station, led by Felos Stormhoof

>>1762907
Sending Kolina and Reimar Nomin.

>>1762917
of this force Felos will lead 5 other Minotaurs into the city as a team of six.

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>1762907
Star-Eye Crowkiller will go with the Elite Task
force and 5 of his most skilled Preists of Mor

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>1762907
Peter and 7 Knights will join in the frey.

>>1762907
Finna...Send Nothos & Hershan.

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>1762907
Sir Theunis Vand and 5 other knights shall partake in this hunt of undead.

>>1762907
Sending Cardinal Vicelin of Dragonwatch and 4 Stomanic Zealots

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>>1762907
Arathas II Menthel shall join

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Arathas II Menthel, grandson of the famed Arathas "The Purger", now an older knight, has come out of retirement to personally lead four of his own fellow veteran knights here.

A raid group of around fourty has been assembled - the perfect size (A few could be retconned in later).
Our aerial scouting has managed to reveal the exact location of the enemy's headquarters - their necromancers are gathered in a few small groups at key points in the city, with the biggest gathering being at the ruins of the Statue of Charles - at the heart of the city.

The Ondalians have sent forth their golems from the southern gate, engaging portions of the enemy force - with no time to lose and the desire to PURGE intensifying, our raid group advances from the southeast.

Everyone, roll a d100

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>1762975
"Ashes to Ashes, Dust to dust, the natural order shall be restored."

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>1762975
"This entire city must be purged, much like my grandfather in Rograr, I shall lead the purge of Charlestead."

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>1762975
PURGE!

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>1762975
Felos leads his Minotaur Kin as they enter the once great City

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>1762975

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>1762975
"Let the Legions of the dead face Stoman's wrath!"

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>1762907
Sending persephone

>>1762975

Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>1762975
Nothos & Hershan will try to protecc our party memers

Rolled 76, 99, 63, 7, 37, 59, 96, 68 = 505 (8d100)

The two 6's and the 12 each become 21
Rolling in reply to each, in the order you rolled

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>1762975
Back
"The once great city in ruin"

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The party gathered into formation and advanced, preparing its potions, magical buffs and plans - but nothing could prepare them for what was to come.
You cross the line of barricades and pass through the ruined gate leading to central Charlestead - within a minute you are swarmed by undead from every side!

>>1762980
Arathas swings his greatsword at the coming undead, putting several down, but sees as his old comrades fall one by one beside him, leaving him alone to face the horde.
>>1762982
Reimar's warded shield and Kolina's warding spells hold the enemy off for a while, but eventually the knight is swarmed by so many foes he is forced to drop his shield and switch to hacking the enemies apart with two hands, the shield having been battered heavily by this point. At that moment several undead soldiers slip past and one of them is able to land a hit on Kolina, giving her a nasty scar across the face, leaving her right eye unusable.
>>1762986
You shoot out fires at the encroaching undead, with a few being killed, but flames are not as effective as you'd hoped - the dead feel no pain, as long as their bodies can be moved by the necromantic spells. At one point you feel a pain in your left wing - you are under fire yourself and you take cover to avoid serious damage, being unable to identify the source.

>>1762983
You take defensive positions, shooting at the enemies with your oversized(for other races, that is) crossbows and then hacking them to pieces with the blades attached to them if they get close. One of your men is wounded too badly in his left arm to reliably shoot and must switch to melee or be pulled back.

>>1762984
You and your valiant knights performe better than all the rest so far - keeping the enemy at bay with longer weapons, with you personally saving Lord Arathas from being killed.
>>1762985
Your men do what they do best - they hold the line, keeping the formation and preventing your group from being totally encircled - you suffer a few minor wounds.
>>1762992
You save Kolina and Reimer from being totally swarmed and kill many foes.
>>1763021
One of your knights is wounded badly and needs treatment - the others take light damage or none at all and keep on fighting valiantly, proving their worth.

>>1762977
Your group is first in line when a second wave of zombies swarms over you - you kill dozens, but your ranks are broken by a risen frost giant; while Nothos is able to take him down from his pegasus, you look in horror as a new foe charges at you - a headless horseman atop an undead horse, a name comes to your mind as the last thought before his blade meets your face. The horseman, having cut down Star-Eye, tramples over the corpses of the remaining goblin Priests of Mor.

Next round now! A foe of interest has appeared!

Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>1763048
PROTECC THE BABA!

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>1763048
rreee, We gotta PURGE!

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>1763048
Fight to the bitter end and slay the abominations!

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>1763048
"Vile bastards back to the graves with you."

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>1763048
Rather than move for the horseman, I'll attempt to look for who is firing on me, and try to take care of the mob targets like the undead while the rest focus on the main threat. Rather than pure burning, I'll also work on heating them up - this should speed their rate of decay and cause them to fall apart and/or burst.

Also, reeeee, burn you villeins

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>1763048
Rally back into a defensive form with pikes out.

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>1763048
Get our wounded man bandaged up he's on Close watch in case the hordes draw too near. The Rest of The Minotaurs form a safe area for the more vulnerable forces. Hold fast!

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>1763048
"These damned necromancers... Doing such vile things to this city. I cannot allow more good people of Roggar to fall to the necromancers and be their undead slaves... I must continue the purge.. the Culling of Charlestead."

Rolled 77, 8, 48, 85, 60, 63 = 341 (6d100)

I'll roll as they come, so first the six I see now

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>>1763051
>>1763053
You back each other up, protecting and attacking - Baba is back on her feet now thanks to the support she's given.
>>1763058
Another one wounded, but you press on, aiding your comrades wherever you are needed.
>>1763059
The flames of magical attacks almost kill your group, but you are able to take cover behind the rubble of some building - you recognize it as being a part of the Cathedral of Stoman.
>>1763060
You see them - a gathering of necromancers, some of them focusing on micro-managing the undead, the others using their spells in support - the undead aren't the best shooters, so they need it. You fly over them and carve a burning path with yor powerful flames, causing the bodies of the undead to burst and the necromancers to flee in terror or die in agony - as a result, a fair number of undead crumble around the battlefield.
>>1763061
Your halberds and pikes are effective, allowing you to keep the enemy at a safe distance for elimination - your teamwork is impeccable as well and with the enemy's ranged support eliminated you are able to not only stop the advance of the undead, but make a counterattack and the retrieving of wounded fighters possible.
>>1763062
Your wounded man is bandaged up and he's staying in reserve for the time being as the rest of your squad dispatch enemies as per their elite training.
>>1763063
You cross blades with the headless horseman - were he alone you may have stood a chance, but several undead on your sides rendered you completely unable to strike back, being constantly pushed back - Knight Peter's group manages to save you from being killed, with the headless horseman retreating alongside the remaining forces - into the Cathedral of Stoman.

For the moment, the battle winds down - hundreds of corpses lie, mangled and broken, no longer usable by the necromancers, a dozen of whom also lie dead. From the direction of the barricades a group of reinforcements approaches to fill your ranks - at the head of it is a tall knight, clad in steel from head to toe.

The wounded in the raid group can be sent back to safety to be treated - though they likely won't be available for the rest of this battle.
Choose if you'll send your wounded back or keep them going.
We now have a choice - go for the Cathedral, which is close to us, or continue on to the Ruined Colossus

A.The Cathedral
B.The Ruined Colossus
C.Other

>>1763105
B.
"We must not forget our goal"

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>1763105
B.
I can scout it out before we advance.

>>1763105
>B.The Ruined Colossus
"To the Colossus. We must cut out the heart of this corruption while we have a chance."

>>1763105
B.The Ruined Colossus
We gotta kill those dead defiling warlocks,

>>1763105
>B.The Ruined Colossus
Mino03 is wounded and will return to the Rampart, Mino07 will Sub in. Bringing with him an Ammo resupply.

>>1763105
>B.The Ruined Colossus
"Regroup at the statue"

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>>1763105
>B.The Ruined Colossus
Baba will be pressing on!

More reinforcements are coming in as a knight from Lakton is joining our ranks!

>>1763105
B

>>1763105
B
Some Divatan Zealots are seen coming in to reinforce

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You advance on the Ruined Colossus - what remains of it now is less than a third of what once stood. Before you are able to reach the entrance to the underground mausoleum complex, you encounter another force of undead - Former Iron Legionnaries mostly. This force, rather than attacking you in a chaotic mob, forms up a loose formation - you see some among them aren't just mindless ghouls or skeletons, but rather appear to be intelligent or self-aware - either vampires or liches, you'd guess.
You'll have to fight through this group now! Everyone in the fight, roll a d100!

A few Eigersilian mages are seen moving in, all holding hammers with a strange enchantment on them. A brand, perhaps? Ward magic of some sort, to cleanse the evil.

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>1763147
PROTECC!

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>1763147
Throw garlic at them if we have any. They can burn in hell.

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>1763147
PURGE!

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>1763147
I'll fly overhead, or try to, and begin picking off the liches, as they'll be the worst for the group.

Remov Thuzad imitators

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>1763147
Carefully choose your shots to counter threats as they appear rather than just pouring in bolts. An aggressive Defense

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>1763147
Attempt to exploit any vulnerabilities in the formation

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>1763147

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>1763147
"THE BAT!"

Rolled 6, 75, 16, 73, 55, 15, 42, 92 = 374 (8d100)

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>>1763150
>>1763151
Theunis' idea, based on the popular myth that evil creatures fear garlic, proved to be a waste of garlic - his men found themselves engaging the undead up too close and personal - three of his group die, the remaining are wounded, being saved from certain death by Nomin's group. It's Vand and two of his followers left now, light to medium wounds.
>>1763153
Purge indeed - these enemies can't even lay a finger on you as you circle above them and lay waste with your magical and enchanted attacks.
>>1763156
Persephone, on the other hand, appears to be engaged in a long-range fight with the enemy's mages once again, taking light damage, but killing some vampires herself.
>>1763157
You keep your aggressive Defense formation proper and efficient.
>>1763159
When Persephone and Nothos' attacks eliminate a group of commanding enemies, you charge in at the right moment, cutting into the enemies' weak point to great success.
>>1763160
>>1763165
Roben, The Bat's squire, is badly wounded as he himself loses his own shield to the attack of an undead giant.
While the enemy in front of you is being gradually eliminated, you are faced by enemies approaching from multiple other directions - including the headless horseman, leading these enemy reinforcements. The raid group is now largely surrounded, hundreds if not thousands of undead aiming to devour them. The only way left is forward!

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Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>1763197
"THE FIRE RISES! WE WILL BREAK THEM LIKE I BROKE THE JESTER!"

Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>1763197
FOR THE PANTHEON!

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>1763197
This matters not. We must carry on and kill these fiends for the glory of the pantheon.

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>1763166
I'll pick up Roben, and see if there are any ruins I can drop him off at where he'll be safe before returning. If I'm able to, return to the fight this turn, if not, w/e.

The bat can suck it though, no stealing my lines

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Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>1763197
Onward!

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>1763197
We're getting surrounded lads, Keep the rear covered and prevent them from closing on us. Move staggered in pairs so we can fire none stop.

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>1763197
Gotta PROTECC

Rolled 60, 93, 64, 20, 21, 71 = 329 (6d100)

Cardinal Vicelin leads our own charge forward, fighting to clear the way to the mausoleum entrance.
Roben is safely taken away to safety - Persephone will be able to return next round.
Vand's comrades fall beside him, but before the headless horseman can strike the final blow and take him down, Nothos sweeps in from above and knocks the enemy to the ground where Hershan jumps in to finish him off. Theunis is the last one alive from his group, with moderate injuries sustained, but he can still keep on fighting if he wishes to.
While this is happening, we see a new face in the enemy ranks- a large minotaur, his face obscured by a scars, bits of metal and pipes across his body, numerous horns and spikes sticking out across his face and back - standing over eight feet tall he faces one of the minotaurs from the Winterlord's strike force head to head - ripping the crossbow from his hands and proceeding to pummel him with unbelievable strength, finally breaking his neck. Before a confused man at arms from Vand's group can even mutter the name on his tongue, the massive taur knocks him out cold with a single punch to the head.

The Bat, seeing a familiar foe, charges in to engage him one-on-one...
It's a duel between The Bat Knight and VANE.

Rolled 78 (1d100)

The massive bull grunts and prepares to charge the Bat Knight head on

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Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>1763279
Throwing out numerous batrangs enchanted with anti-Evil as a distraction the BAT moves to the side to hamstring the Minotaur!

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Rolled 77 (1d100)

One of the batarangs almost blinds the bullman, disorienting him long enough to allow the Bat to move to the side and slice at the bull's right hamstring - the knight tries to go for a swipe at his enemy's back as well, but Vane is able to turn around in time and simply deflects the blow to the side with his massive, muscle-bound arm, the blade hitting a metal plating seemingly sewn into the flesh.
The bull now tries to grab his opponent, who is able to grip his own sword firmly once more.

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Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>1763302
"I am the hero CHARLESTEAD NEEDS!"

Throw more batarangs this time the explosive kinds as THE BAT continues to hack away at the VANES legs and other weak spots.

Rolled 9 (1d100)

Distracting himself with more than one action at the same time was a mistake - The Bat, managing to throw a single batarang, is then caught in the bull's grasp, the sword difficult to use in this close range - the exploding projectile tears some of the flesh from the bull's right shoulder, but he pays it no heed.
"You think the darkness is your ally?" Vane says inbetween grunts, his voice distorted by the various metals on his face. He begins to squeeze.

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>>1763317
"I WAS BORN IN THE DARKNESS! MOLDED BY IT! SHAPED BY IT! I HAVE SUFFERED AND GROW INTO THE BAT!"

Dropping his sword he grabs two batarangs smashing them into the VANE's eye sockets.

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>1763317

Rolled 190 (1d200)

The Bat's explosives are smashed into Vane's face, exploding and causing the pipes to rip off from him and his eyes to turn blind - the bull roars in pain for the first time, but is not stopped by it - instead, he goes completely mad, a horrifying war cry that reminds some of a bull's enraged bellow.

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>1763350
"Fuck"

The Bat does the best he can to stay out of the mad bull's grip.

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>1763350
>>1763358
Sad Dad moves in to protecc the Bat!

Rolled 22 (1d100)

Emerich went as quickly as he could, but he was too late - he saw as the bull's grip tightened and a "crack" was heard - the Bat's spine being broken, his body being thrown to the ground. The Knight rushed in before the bull could begin stomping on the Bat's body, however - now the two will fight one on one!

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>1763374
"Now, you shouldn't have done that!"

Use the shield to block the minotaurs frantic attacks and attack when he shows an oppening.

Rolled 91 (1d100)

Emerich's shield is strong - and while he knew that the Bat was a strong man, few in the human race could match his own strength, even with no magic involved. But he knew this was no time to be testing out his skill - he had to fight seriously. With the surface of his shield becoming rock-hard, his left arm being enchanted by body enchantment to bear the blow, he is able to shrug off Vane's kick and the punches that followed - maneuvering to the side, Emerich uses a moment of opportunity to slash at the minotaur from above once, with a returning motion from below following that.
The bull man's fists are bleeding, his skin having been peeled off, but he is no longer fully sane or aware of such things as pain, not with his pipes broken off.

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>1763393
Kite around him him trying to wear him out, eventually the bleeding will get him.

Rolled 21 (1d100)

Emerich puts force into his feet now, he has to move around Vane - the bull's hits are hard and even through the enchanted shield, the knight feels them - yet he grits his teeth and keeps moving. He has noticed where the bull is wounded - moving to the left, Emerich positions himself in the bull's weaker area and hits Vane's right leg several times again. Now he sees that it is buckling and the minotaur's mobility is seriously hindered.

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>1763415
Now is the time to strike, stab the minotaurs hearth and finish this beast off.

Naturally, Sir Dahnald Drunf II and four of his best operatives from the NSA have been with the rest of the raidgroup the entire time. They just haven't done or said anything useful.

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The bull man simply takes the blow on - the sword is driven deep into his chest, finally going out the other side - Vane proceeds to grab Emerich, the chains on his wrist firmly grasping around him and pulling him in for a tight hug of death.
The sword was no longer usable, the shield had fallen to the ground - it was a wrestling match and Emerich was facing, for the first time in a while, a foe who could overpower him. He struggled, trying to get his arms under the minotaur's shoulders,his legs to grasp onto the back of the bull's knees to pull him down, but the berserking Vane had lifted him up and was starting to crush him. As a maniacal, bellowing laugh was starting to emerge from the minotaur's half-torn mouth, a smaller figure lept on to its back and a blade was stuck through the back of Vane's skull, into the place where his brain should be. Whether there was such a thing there or not, Tombkeeper couldn't be sure - so he just stuck another dagger in, just to be safe. The bull man's grip loosened and Emerich was able to get out, breathing a sigh of relief.
The two Roggarian-born men looked at the body of the Bat Knight. He was breathing, though just barely.
"I'm sorry, Morslieb - I couldn't protect him in time. His spine's crushed, he will take a lot of time and treatment if he wants to fight again."
"I trained him, made him the man he was - the one who would succeed me if- no, when I meet my end at last. This was his test and he fought well, but it seems he is not ready yet."
A sad nod from a saddened man. Emerich knelt down and picked up the Bat Knight's body carefully.
"I'll see to the rest and I'll be back when I can - though you'll probably have finished by then, Tombkeeper."
"Go on then, Ford. We have an elder lich to put down."

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>1763560
ONWARD MEN! THE BEAST IS SLAIN!

Rolled 57 (1d100)

"Advance men! This is what we're supposed to be good at!"

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>1763560
Forward we go! Attac the mausoleum!

Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>1763560
"Lets move keep an eye out for anymore monsters."

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>1763560
MinoTeamSix take their dead comrades Tags ann Ammo...We're going in, operate in steps, cover as we move up. Stay frosty...

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>1763560
Onwards then.

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>1763560
I have a job to do.

Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>1763560
"Let's end this lads!"

Rolled 38, 71, 45, 71, 83, 69, 19, 99 = 495 (8d100)

You advance into the underground in formation - there is no room for flying here.
>>1763570
>>1763575
>>1763579
Taking the front, you encounter some fairly regular undead - Drunf's group loses one man, but otherwise you are able to dispatch them.
>>1763585
>>1763592
MinoTeamSix and the Cardinal's men, taking the left side, are hit by...something - a tall figure, somewhat reminescent of VANE in its size - it ran through them, cutting several down, leaving Vicelin with himself and 2 men, while the Mino team with just its leader.
The figure turns around, standing up straight - four muscly arms extending, armor plating all over the body, a weapon in each hand. A scaley surface can be seen in a few spots, mostly on the face.
The earth rumbles. Undead start flooding from multiple directions once more - Vand and the Death Squad fight together, with two of the younger fighters in the Death Squad falling.
You see Persephone, the Roggarian Demoness, starting to cry. She extends her arms into an open space before her, after which you see her body falling to the ground, multiple deep wounds in it, the blood overflowing, the demoness drawing her final breaths - there is no time to aid her and the enemy is on all sides!
A.Back to the surface! We'll get swamped here!
B.Hold position!
C.Advance!

>>1763560
"They'll have to saint us after this ser Richard"

>>1763688
>B.Hold position!

>>1763688
B.
"STAND YOUR GROUND! WE WILL NOT CRUMBLE!"

>>1763688
>C.Advance!
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Walking through, Persephone noted that the scent and sight of death was all around. Brown stains all around indicated that once was here, was no longer. It would be somewhat less gruesome if there was blood coming from the undead, but of course, there wasn't. Fluidless things moved about, and though they were not fast, in sheer numbers they could manage to take care of most living things left. She sighed. While her body bore nothing but a few wounds, there was always something draining about war.

Of course, her thoughts distracted her from her actions, and those of others. In front of her there was a light, green in color, and as it hit her, her wings faltered... body weakened, she fell to the ground, in front of... no, it couldn't be.

"B-brother?"

An image stood before her, of the man she had tried to kill, the man she never saw again after that. He had imprisoned her, yes, but she deserved it. After being corrupted in the lands of Virinum, she had acted out of anger against her own blood. After she was released, she wandered, but found solace only in people, not in places. One by one they all went, most recently Vy. The deaths of demons doomed to a fate no mortal would bear, by their own actions.

She was crying now, and couldn't stop.

"I'm sorry, he - no, it was all me..."

Going for an embrace, she thought she could feel warmth emanating from the blonde and lanky male, but the next seconds would destroy any semblance of that. Her eyes were closed, arms wrapped around the impossible man. But shortly, a cold feeling emerged from her navel, followed by a sharp pain. The blade of the Hawthornes had been buried in her guts, and judging by his movement, it was by his hands.

"I deserved this."

Stumbling backwards, Persephone muttered to herself.

"Oh god... the horror, the horror!"

Her eyes widened, and then she closed them for the last time.
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>>1763688
B

>>1763688
>A.Back to the surface! We'll get swamped here!
Staying will just provide more bodies and we've lost too much to get further... Take what we've learnt from here and teach the rest of our forces.

Whatever the case grab the Tags of his men.

>>1763688
>C.Advance!
"We cant sit here or we'll be overrun and we'll never escape until the necrotic lords of this crypt are put down for good."

>>1763688
>A.Back to the surface! We'll get swamped here!
This damnded place is the last place I want to breathe my last Ser Richard

>>1763688
C.

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>>1763708
F

>>1763688
B.

Enemies encroach on all sides - you have to hold your ground!
Everyone, roll a d100

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>1763731
"May Mor guide our blades!"

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>1763731
Leafing through his copy of "Defense against the Dark Arts", Sir Dahnald II is deperately looking for a spell that will drive the undead menace back.

Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>1763733
>>1763731
Its Zemel and Domna that you should be praying to! Protecc desse bois

Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>1763731
Tags of his fallen brothers around his neck, fury in his eyes. The Old Minotaur does what he does best. He will not stop, when the bolts run out he will hack at them, when the blade breaks he shall pummel them.

Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>1763731
Hambeaste Hammer Hit:tm:

>>1763731
"FORM A CIRCLE! MAGES IN THE CENTRE FIGHTERS UP FRONT! WE MUST HOLD STRONG OR ALL IS LOST!"

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>1763731
Protecc any vulnerable Boiz.