>>1782308
>> You think you can see the break in this weird storm (Move ahead 3 hours)

>>1782312
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>>1782308

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>>1782308
>> You think you can see the break in this weird storm (Move ahead 3 hours)

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Midway through your stint in the driver's seat you see where the storm begins to peter out, a crisp line of blue appearing over the horizon as you crest a hill paved with slick stones.

But what you find on the other side surprises you, despite the inclement weather a man in armour sits by a flickering campfire. His tent is doing it's utmost to come uprooted from the rapidly softening grass; but he looks positively jolly despite the weather.

The man gives you a friendly wave as you make eye contact, though his shouted greeting is stolen away by the winds.

> [CURIOSITY] Pull up beside his camp

> Wave back

> [WORRY] Double time and ignore him

> Write-In

>>1782417
>> Wave back

>>1782417
>> [CURIOSITY] Pull up beside his camp

>>1782417
> [CURIOSITY] Pull up beside his camp

>>1782417

> [CURIOSITY] Pull up beside his camp

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You descend from the hill,as it is doing it's best impression of a waterfall. As you stop focusing on the coing the wheels of the wagon slow and come to a crawling stop as whatever crazy specific wards Lexington packed into his home stop the bufetting winds and water form simply sweeping it away.

You hop down from the wagon's driver seat in time with the crack of lightning across the sky. But as you step closer to the man's campsite.

Silence.

The wind is still present but does not howl.
The rain seems to do it's utmost to avoid the little circle of the camp around the fire.
The nuntails seem to have gone sieltn and honestly, you would be forgiven for thinking it was just a late summer's evening.

You remove your earplugs and greet that man with a practiced smile, offering up your hand to shake. It's nice to not have someone you meet be huge or short. Looking someone in the eye for once, "I'm Purps. How are you?"

"Name's Tessius!" He shouts with a firm handshake. Honestly that's more surprising than anything, "Tessius O' Gine - was doing great until this bloody storm showed up!"

Well.. you didnt ask for his name but at least his weirdness is friendly... For a follower of Gine, you really didn't expect the plate armour and white and red trim. After all her colours are of spring and she seems to be into the whole "freedom" thing.

"Oh, you follow Gine?" You ask politely, "Surely a storm would be your element then?"

"Nah. I mean, the wind's great; but our doctrine is doing what you want and I'll tell ya I don't want to be fucking drowning in my armour." he rubs his stubbly upper lip in thought, "I assume you're not one of us?"

"Afraid not. I'm one of Minerva's. Had a friend who was a Gine-ite... follower of Gine."

He laughs at the choice of words before taking a seat in front of the fire and shedding his gauntlets. "It's a Ginean, but nobody really cares. The camp is yours to make use of if you have need." You see his gaze linger over you for a second as if he's trying to solve something.

> [GRATITUDE] Mind if I invite my friends out of the wagon? We could use some comfort.

> [PRIDE] The last week's travel has been rough, we should really get going

> [CURIOSITY] What's your angle?

> Write-In

>>1782561
>> [GRATITUDE] Mind if I invite my friends out of the wagon? We could use some comfort.

>>1782561
>> [PRIDE] The last week's travel has been rough, we should really get going
Nah B, I dont fuck with no road side travelers

>>1782561
>> [GRATITUDE] Mind if I invite my friends out of the wagon? We could use some comfort.

Sure, why not, let's follow this.

>>1782561
>> [CURIOSITY] What's your angle?

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"You mind if I get my friends out here? We could use some comfort." You enquire cocking your hip and pointing over your shoulder... hanging around the sirens has given you some really weird gestures and tics.

"More the merrier. Wine?" He raises a pitcher and produces a half dozen collapsable mugs from one of the side pockets of a pack on the ground, you shake your head and turn to the wagon.

"Vhat's going on?" Hona chirps from inside when you stick your head round the opening. Behind her Luc is scrambling to get his gun ready.

You're sure you trained him better than that, clearly you need to disasemble it again to make the lesson stick. But you snap your eyes back to Hona's gaze, "A man was camped out, offered to share camp with us. It's late pre-vening already so we could eat dinner here and continue on through the night."

Hona's mouth scrunches up as she hops down and walks past you. It isn't so much distrust but confusion at your own trust. You think. You hope.

Lex emerges from his room and gives you a questioning glance; his age absolutely showing in his bedheaded glasses-less face. "It's okay. A Ginean has camped out and we're sharing dinner. You want me to save you some?"

You see Lexington pause for a moment and half turn from the cooking area to the opening, as if his body made the consideration while his mind was busy. The old man catches himself though, "He was in armour yeah?"

"Yeah big plate armour." you confirm, watching the tension relieve as you hear Honamurei and Luc begin introductions. The blonde's laughter echoing out into the strangely silent camp.

"He's a Knight of Gine. Good sorts, just a bit unreliable with the whole wanderlust thing." He yawns. "I gotta rest." He says heading to his bedroom again.

> [WORRY] You okay boss?

> Go enjoy some time with your friends and Tessius

> [DETERMINATION] Cajole Lexington into joining the party

> Write-In

>>1783018
>> Go enjoy some time with your friends and Tessius

>>1783018
>> Go enjoy some time with your friends and Tessius
Let the man sleep.

>>1783018
>> Go enjoy some time with your friends and Tessius

>>1783018
> Go enjoy some time with your friends and Tessius

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Sorry guys, cooked some bolognese and ate it. Good shit.

With a stab of concern you watch Lexington shuffle off into bed with a sandwich of his own. Stepping into the common room for a quick second, you grab a pack of cigarettes from the wagon and settle in.

The next hour is spent in good company as you hear Tessius talk of the monsters he's fought and his decades on the many roads of Munis. Everyone devours their flank of Rhogai and the silence is only broken by the snapping of bones and tearing of meat.

The wine that Tessius has brought is really strong, but he drank from each cup to show there was no ill will and you partake perhaps a tad more liberally than you should. But the host of this fireside feast adresses you directly for the first time since you sat down with the lit cigarette.

"So. Purps. Where are you guys headed?" He asks simply as he feeds a new log into the fire, "Thought that mighta been a trading wagon; but you three are armed to the teeth."

> The Academy

> [WORRY] Why don't you tell us your business first

> [CURIOSITY] Why would a Knight of Gine be interested in us?

> Write-In

>>1783287
> [WORRY] Why don't you tell us your business first

>>1783287
> [CURIOSITY] Why would a Knight of Gine be interested in us?
We are travelers and this is worrying times my friend
Cant be walking around without something to butch slap a mprther fucker

>>1783356
Also bring up him still being in full plat amour when his just chilling

>>1783287
>> [WORRY] Why don't you tell us your business first

>>1783287
> [CURIOSITY] Why would a Knight of Gine be interested in us?

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Ties.

>>1783287
>> [CURIOSITY] Why would a Knight of Gine be interested in us?

>>1783287
>>[Worry] Why don't you tell us your business first

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"So why would a Knight of Gine be interested in us?" At you rather blunt observation he offers a sheepish smile so you continue to press on, "In fact for someone offering us a camp, you've kept your hands pretty close to those shortswords and are still wearing full plate armour."

At that he looks scolded, like Luc everytime you catch him glancing at Honamurei in the mornings. Only difference is, Luc's a growing child and has reason to look like a kicked puppy when you speak negatively to him. This is a Knight of Gine - which you think is important... is that important?

"Well I admit that rude of me, but can never be too careful when three armed and seemingly seasoned warriors share a camp with me. While all three wear weapons." Shit you hate it when people have points. "But my question is genuine curiosity. Nothing more." He spreads his hands in mock surrender.

"We're heading to the academy." You say simply gausging his responde and putting down your wine cup slowly, so slowly that you can reach your saw instantly, so slowly that you honestly must look like you're stretching in tiredness.

Or you're actually doing that. Minerva's light where did this yawn come from?

"Oh, I just dropped me boy off! Are you enrolled?" Tessius asks beaming.

"Ve are! Purps' father vas able to get us enrolled vhen he took his old position!" Hona chirps clapping her hands. The force of her palms striking together sends the fire flickering a little and reveals her own tension at his enquiry. Tessius' eyes analyse the flickering fire and you see the warrior take not of her strength.

"Well I got a favour to ask of you... well a favour and then a request more like. But only the favour's important."

"Just tell us how we can help!" Luc blurts out reminding you he's leaning against your shoulder. Honestly this wine must be strong, because this whole time you could have sworn you could stretch out on the grass. Maybe you were? And you jut wrapped your arm round him absentmindedly?

Anyways, he's probably been snuck wine by the knight as his cheeks are redder than Octavius' dawn.

"Sorry little man, but I need to ask your...." Honmurei grins predatorily as the man stumbles to put a title to you. "Sister?" He ventures.

"I'm actually not-"

"Okay!" Luc cuts you off, the fire flickers purple for a second as you feel a surge of pride at his semi drunken admission. Apparently you've done a good enough job of looking after him.

Your hand shakes as you realize that Matthieu's fears of you stealing his son are beomcing more and more justified. But somehow you manage to keep your monotone face and gaze on Tessius'

> [PRIDE] I can help you out

> [CURIOSITY] What's in it for me?

> [WORRY] I can't promise anything

> Write-In

>>1783668
>> Write-In
>[blank] I can't promise anything, until I hear the terms.

>>1783668
>> [PRIDE] I can help you out
drunkpurbs is the gir for your jobs

>>1783668
Wasn't it a tie, isn't this railroading?
:^)

>>1783711

This is, "Star is not rewriting a full post because someone re-tied it after he started."

>>1783668

> [PRIDE] I can help you out

Right I got to sleep now. It's 3am. Will continue after Dinner tomorrow night.

>>1783749
thanks

>>1783668
>> [WORRY] I can't promise anything

>>1783668
>Worry

>>1783668
>> [CURIOSITY] What's in it for me?

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Giving him your trademark deadpan and monotone routine, you put it simply, "Look, not to be rude or anything but what's in this for me?"

He shrugs, "Nothing really. I was going to ask you to keep an eye on my son Briar."

"That's it? No strings attached just make sure he's okay?" Hona echoes, almost disbelieving someone could be so easy to understand. You feel a weight on your lap as Luc slumps into it half asleep.

Your fingers stroke his hair as the conversation continues, "Well yes. I mean, just because I'm nomadic it doesn't mean I don't care or worry about him." He spits. He probably gets the poor father arguement levied at him alot.

"Why would I have to look after him, if he's your son..."

"He's not taken to my training very well." Tessius admits, picking a little bit of meat from his teeth, "He enlisted in the martial classes regardless of that and... well fatalities happen every year."

Your eyes widen at that, people die at this school? Nobody thought to mention that Luc could be killed studying here?

Looking down at the drunken boy snoozing in your lap, could you lose him at The Academy? Could you cope with losing the closest thing to a son you really remember?

"Vould you stop getting all morose vhile ve're supposed to be drinking Purps?" Hona says punching you on the shoulder, "Ve almost die every day anyvay, not vorth vorrying about it now eh?"

> [DETERMINATION] I'll keep an eye on him

> [WORRY] I can't take that burden

> [CRUELTY] If he can't be trusted alone why did you enroll him?

> [CURIOSITY] And your request?

> Write-In

>>1784754
>> [DETERMINATION] I'll keep an eye on him

>>1784754
>> [DETERMINATION] I'll keep an eye on him

>>1784754

> [DETERMINATION] I'll keep an eye on him

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You sigh and allow yourself a coy smile, "I'll keep an eye on him. But Hona's right, trouble tends to follow us."

Looking around at the storm brewing beyond the little sanctuary around the campfire, "Well then if I can be so bold as to make that request?" He asks, causing you to give a non commital grunt and finish off your wine. "Well then, I'm a knight of Gine. Are you aware of what we do?"

"Not at all." You admit cutting Hona off before she said something as mischievous as the face she pulled.

"Well you know. Travel. Go new places and punch new faces." He laughs, a low whistling thing that probably attests to a lot of scarred internals....

You're not sure how you knew that.

"So wanna spar?" He asks both of you.

"Vhat like two on vun?" Hona picks up immediately.

"Not sure I'd win that but if that's how you wanna do it." He gives a wide smile, "I was more thinking either your... friend or yourself against me." He adresses her.

> [PRIDE] 2 v1 demolition job

> [DETERMINATION] I'll take you on

> [WORRY] I got to look after my father and Luc here. Hona'd be more than enough for you. (Play as Hona Y/N

> [WORRY] We're in a bit too rough shape for anything right now. Sorry.

> I'll watch Hona spar with you

> Write-In

>>1784813
> [WORRY] I got to look after my father and Luc here, and after what I've recently been through, I'm still healing up. Hona'd be more than enough for you. (Play as Hona- Y.)

>>1784813
>> I'll watch Hona spar with you

>>1784813
>> [DETERMINATION] I'll take you on

Hm... tie.

>>1784813
>> I'll watch Hona spar with you

>>1784813

> I'll watch Hona spar with you

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"I think you can take this one Hona." You yawn, "Think I'll just watch." At your shift in weight Luc makes complaining noises from your lap and you refocus on Honamurei and Tessius.

The duo seem to be discussing the terms of their spar and Hona laughs her trilling laugh at some kind of question from the much bigger man. A potion is handed over and your love brings it to you with a spring in her step.

"Zis vun thinks he vill beat me easily. Ve are being safe and giving you the potion." she grins, "In case he manages to hurt vittle old me..."

You can't help but return her, vicous smile. "Try not to bruise his ego too much?"

She gasps dramatically as you pocket the sloshing red potion, "Vhat? Vhen Vould I ever ove overexcited vhen fighting?"

You make a show of rolling your eyes as Tessius begins a prayer and Honamurei draws gun and sword. The tiny girl stands a scant fifteen feet from her praying opponent; if an observer didn't know better the range advantage coupled with the knight's armour would make this a mismatch for Tessius.

But to someone experienced in combat, the casual posture and almost overflow of excitement and confidence exploding from the sparkling blue ereveal a much eye of Hona would hint as a much closer battle to come.

> Play as Hona Y/N

>>1785061
>N
Dont curse her with our dice

>>1785061
> Y

What could POSSIBLY go WRONG?

>>1785061
N

No losing the other eye

>>1785061
>N

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>>1785070

2d20 please.

Best of 3.

Rolled 14, 7 = 21 (2d20)

>>1785176
This is the exact opposite of what I wanted to have happen

Rolled 10, 15 = 25 (2d20)

>>1785176
Welp. Welp welp welp.

Rolled 10, 18 = 28 (2d20)

>>1785176

>>1785193
>>1785192
>>1785189

18 vs 18 is our result after mods. Will write up when I feel a bit better.

Rolled 15, 19 = 34 (2d20)

>>1785176
Insult to injury?

Rolled 10, 1 = 11 (2d20)

>>1785176
Heres that crit
And good thing you annons didnt play as her
The only reasion we are still on the road is becouse prubs can come back to life

>>1785282
>>1785264

Well that changes things doesn't it.

We not have a 18 vs 1. Interesting.

No more rollling.

>>1785304
>best of 3
>except when it isnt
Make up your mind star

>>1785304
That's actually bullshit.

>>1785310

Crits have always overuled.

Also was in shower.

>>1785310
And dosnt let us roll to get a 20
The mans evil all qms are evil
Best of 3 is y i even rolled lol
Just the luck of this quest
Qursed with 1s and ties

>>1785323
I guse she lost thr other eye

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YPaz0p2dpEk

"Ready Tessius" Hona asks sweetly, spinning her gun slightly.

The knight rises and answers her with a hearty, "Of course!" raising his swords in a combat stance.

What happens next is beautiful, just as Tessius is about to charge he is struck by a flying kick by Honamurei. The ex guard using his face as a springboard, leaping away before the two intersecting blades lice away at her back.

The knight doesn't know what to make of anything as he struggles to figure out where she has got to, but Honamurei doens't stop; appearing to you as nothing but a grey and yellow streak as she begins sprinting behind Tessius and embedded her Blade between the plates of his armour.

He roars and throws back an elbow, seemingly in slow motion to you. Using her blade as leverage Hona spins and tosses the Knight to the floor; pulling the blade free and retreating in a smooth spin more at home to a stage than a battle.

Tessius rolls to his feet, only to remain on a knee as Hoamurei's gun screams out into the night. Bullet after bullet after bullet streaming towards The Knight of Gine as his blades dance in his hands as if posessed, not a single bullet getting through the impenetrable wall of steel. Despite managing to block the whole magazine, it's obvious this fight is over from the trail of slick red blood in the grass and pooling around Tessius' plated boots.

> Call it, Hona's got him beat already

> Let them keep going, you have a potion after all

> Tell Hona to ease up a little

> Write-In


If people are annoyed about my crits overulling I'll change it but that's how it's always been.

>>1785357
> Let them keep going, you have a potion after all
Na na keep it as is
I dodnt know we wore rolling for both and thought that one was for hona

>>1785357
>> Call it, Hona's got him beat already

>>1785357
>> Let them keep going, you have a potion after all
When ya say best of 3, we expect best of 3. Make sure to say best of 3 crits override. Cause you aint got any rules for what im seeing at the top there.

>>1785378

I apologise. I've been doing this so long that I don't post a rules summary anymore.

>>1785357
>> Let them keep going, you have a potion after all

crit overrides are fine, if the number of rolls that are considered is clear

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YPaz0p2dpEk

You let the fight keep going as the Knight comes forward with blades outstrecthed, rmeinding you of some bird of prey swooping on it's catch.

The following encounter is frantic, as Hona's reach keeps his darting probing stabs from getting close; her slight fram never quite settling as she dances on her toes with fantastic footwork. Maneuvering around Tessius as if the highly trained warrior was nothing but a stationary amateur.

You'd dare to say that the intricate blade work on display here is beyond any you've seen her display; in Rono Pass or any of the fights you've witnessed.

The knight reaches in with his left short sword and Hona steps inside his range to deliver a swift upward cut to his exposed wrist - sending his weapon spining up into the air. She smirks and prepare to press her sword against his throat and end it.

But a plated fist instead grasps her head and lifts her, before slamming her into the ground with a low thud. Internally you wince as you see the ground give under the slam and Tessius lifting he up abover his head to do it one more. But as slippery as smoke, Honamurei manages to snake her legs around this plated elbow and pull back with strength that her tiny frame should not contain.

Witnessing the armour bend and complain alongside the very clear pop of Tessius' arm coming completely out of the socket is a very odd contrast - the sound of artificial strain and natural destruction simply the opening act for the man's roar of pain.

You see Hona's face go from triumphant joy to concern as she flips off his back immediately and moves to check on him. But beneath the red faced pain you see some kind of hysterical joy in the man's face... quite unlike what you anticipated of a knight being bested by a girl half his size.

> [FEAR] FuckFuckFuckFuckFuck; potion time

> [FRUSTRATION] Scold Honamurei for going too far

> [PRIDE] Mouth "Good job" to Hona

> Write-In

Sorry, had to go do fmaily stuff. Hope Hona badassery makes up for it.

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Y2J would be proud of Honamurei right now.

>>1785745
>> [FEAR] FuckFuckFuckFuckFuck; potion time

>>1785745
>> [FEAR] FuckFuckFuckFuckFuck; potion time
Only you get your wrestling references star

>>1785745
>> [FEAR] FuckFuckFuckFuckFuck; potion time

>>1785745
> [PRIDE] Mouth "Good job" to Hona
The guy is rofl is all good
But potion time it is

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Stopping only to put the now snoring Luc down as gently as you can in haste you rapidly pop the cork of the potion and run over to the knight as he moves from a kneel to a pained sitting posture as his arm hangs limp to his side like some kind of metal tumour sticking out of his abdomen.

As you reach for his head to tilt it back and pour the potion down his throat he holds his good hand up in a placating gesture and shakes his head. "No. This can heal naturally." He takes in air through his teeth, "It's a lesson... need to learn how to deal with others' speed." He looks up at Hona, "Good fight little one."

"I'm not zat small!" She says linging up a punch you stop with a hand on the shoulder.

"Look, we're going to have to strip the armour to reset that unless you want me to wreck the armour." You tell him sternly. "Hona take Luc to bed, this will wake him no matter how much wine is in him."

She scurries off to comply and you walk around behind Tessius, finding the first strap on the big steel wall that is his armour with surprising ease the pained grunts when the heavy chestpiece moves are barely restrained but he's trying.

"Well. I never imagined...." He gasps as you begin lifting off the top half of his chestplate, "That some strangers would be so powerful."

> [PRIDE] She took it easy on you y'know

> [DETERMINATION] Well, perhaps the lesson is that there's always a bigger fish

> [WORRY] Sparring with us a bit dangerous. The amount of scars we've given each other is ridiculous

> Write-In

>>1786222
>> [DETERMINATION] Well, perhaps the lesson is that there's always a bigger fish

>>1786222
>> [WORRY] Sparring with us a bit dangerous. The amount of scars we've given each other is ridiculous

>>1786222

> [DETERMINATION] Well, perhaps the lesson is that there's always a bigger fish

>>1786321
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>>1786279

Tried to write the post a few times, but I'm too tired.

I may or may not have gotten pissed off at myself for the shitty quality of what I put together.

Will try to write an update or two after work but before I run the first session of Starborn Tabletop.

>>1786222
> [WORRY] Sparring with us a bit dangerous. The amount of scars we've given each other is ridiculous

>>1786222
>> [WORRY] Sparring with us a bit dangerous. The amount of scars we've given each other is ridiculous

>>1786222
>> [WORRY] Sparring with us a bit dangerous. The amount of scars we've given each other is ridiculous

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"Well sparring with us is dangerous. Honestly we've given each other more scars than our enemies." You try to console him but he barks a laugh as you peel away the stomach plate and place it on top of the pile in the grass. Looking at it, the insides are slick with so much blood that even the biggest of warriors should be woozy.

Having a full look at his back wound also forces you to reevaluate the dominant showing by Honamurei; anyone still standing after her first stab indeed could have done signifigant damage to either of you. "Just be happy you didn't fight me." You taunt playfully upon hearing him mutter under his breath that he should have opened with something called "Phantom Blades"

"Why would that be Purps?" He says equially as flippant, doing his best to breath shallowly as you examine the arm armour you're going to have to peel from the limp arm.

In answer you hand him your buzzsaw into his good hand; "See when I fight, either I hold back so much as to lose easily or-"

"You take limps and leave piles of gore knee deep." He answers, "Is that why you didn't fight me?"

Humming a little in consideration you analyse the decision to have Honamurei fight, "Honestly, it probably factored in. But for the most part I just though Honamurei would enjoy the fight more." Without warning you savagely twist the shoulder pauldron of his armour and it snaps free from it's leather harness, by the time he's ready to cry out and flinch his injured arm away you've pulled the armbrace right off in a smooth motion. He cries out in pain from the sudden jerking of his arm, taken unawares by your swift and precise strength. "Plus I like people not knowing what I can do."

He hunches over and scrunches up his face as he speaks, "Very.... clever."

You're tempted to ask if that's in regards to what you said or distracting him so you could quickly prepare his arm. But instead you simply grasp his limp arm in one hand and place your other hand on his nexk. Tessius silently puts some leather between his teeth and nods.

A quick burst of strength to push his arm back into place isn't exactly difficult; the difficulty is not overdoing it and shattering his collarbone. While it felt like it took around thirty seconds of concentrated pressure due to your intense focus, you smack his shoulder blade back into blade with a deceptively light pop!

The knight of Gine howls and reaches for his wineskin using his non injured arm; perhaps the man regretting having enough pride to take the decision to save the potion for another day. You just use some of the man's own medical supplies to slip his arm into a sling.

But once you've done your medical duties, the camp was broken shortly thereafter. Tessius' keeping his smile despite wincing everytime he had to strain himself when packing up. Your goodbye is very friendly and he embraces both of you briefly, "You are sure you vill be fine?" Hona asks?

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"Of course. If I can't travel with one arm tied behind my back what kind of Ginean would I be?" He shrugs with his good arm, rattling the armour in his backpack.

"Well may Minerva shine on your journey... I guess." You say in way of goodbye.

"And may Gine's winds favour you." He counters with a tilted head.

Parting ways you can't help but feel Briar, the son of Tessius, may have a chip on his shoulder being born of a high profile warrior. The man's surprise at his son enlisting in martial classes and commenting on his failures at training were pretty telling of that relationship.

But for now, you concentrate on the coin and hop on the moving wagon beside Honamurei as the second sun begins to set before you. You have somehow managed to shoulder yet more reponsibility as you have travelled to your current responsibility.

> You should probably pray, haven't done it in a week

> Maybe you'll actually sleep now? The murmuring is gone...

> Talk with Hona about (sparring/academy)

> Write-In

>>1788848
>> You should probably pray, haven't done it in a week

>>1788848
>> You should probably pray, haven't done it in a week

>>1788848

> You should probably pray, haven't done it in a week

>>1788848
>> You should probably pray, haven't done it in a week