>>2172670
>>...you were pretty terrible at it.

>>2172670
>>...you were surprisingly good at it.

>>2172670
>...you were surprisingly good at it.

>>2172670
>>...you were pretty terrible at it.

In a battle, we have the footwork of a veteran. In the ballroom, we're a lost puppy.

>...you were surprisingly good at it.
Mating dance, sword dance, same thing really.

>>2172670
>...you were surprisingly good at it.

>>2172670
>>...you were pretty terrible at it.

Maybe we could also get Nino to cast some cosmetic spell to paint our armour.

I'd expect people to be calling us by our nickname rather than just calling us 'templar' since we're sorta famous. Plus, it gives us the right to differentiate ourselves from our other templar brethren with some customization.

>>2172670
>>...you were surprisingly good at it.
good footwork = dancing

>>2172670
>...you were surprisingly good at it.

>>2172670
>>...you were surprisingly good at it.

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>>2172695
Not sure if Havel will like his armour being painted, though maybe we can have a painted shield attached around our heart instead.

>>2172670
>...you were surprisingly good at it.

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>>2172670
...you were surprisingly good at it, even in armor. You had to thank Marshal Ornstein for teaching you to be quick and agile on your feet, even in the heaviest of armor. You wonder how he was doing these days.

"Hmmmm, the armor fits you rather well." Havel rumbles in appreciation. "Just... try not to set it on fire. I'd rather not have to clean off any ash or replace melted parts."

You point your finger to Nino, who was the responsible party.

"Eeeep!' Nino hides behind Morgan and sticks her tongue out at you. "Traitor!"

You just shake your head in exasperation. It's not like you could call down fire from your fingertips like her.

"Anyways, we already arranged for a carriage to transport you to the Elven Quarter." Havel continues. "As I've said before, I will stay behind to watch the Monastery."

It was a sensible measure, but you also knew that Havel had a much better knowledge and relationship with the locals than your or Morgan. Perhaps having him come along would also be of benefit. Perhaps if you had the rest of your party staying behind, he could be convinced to come along...

>Leave Havel to defend the Monastery.
>Ask Havel if he's willing to come along.
>Other

>>2172778
>Leave Havel to defend the Monastery.

>>2172778
>Leave Havel to defend the Monastery.

>>2172778
>>Leave Havel to defend the Monastery.

What can go possibly wrong at this party?

>>2172792
It has elfs

>>2172778
>Leave Havel to defend the Monastery.

>>2172800
Best case scenario: a few Elves die, Lucina finds a good suitor.

Average: Semiramis takes interest in us and wants to have a private conversation

Worst: She wants to talk to Morgan privately, and HEADPAT HER!

>>2172811
If the last one happens this means WAR!

>>2172818
We should at least challenge her or her champion to a fair duel for Morgan's honor before declaring war.

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>>2172778
You nod to Havel. You'll just have to do your best not to disappoint him.

"As for Ozen and her retinue..." Havel trails off. "I haven't seen them so I assume they're still lurking in the forest, ready to strike."

"I can't wait to see it!" Nino smiles as she weaves the last touches of her enchantment into Morgan's dress. "There! All done!"

You take a look at Morgan again and sure enough, her wolf ears and tail were gone. Or, at least, looked like they were gone. You were very well of how glamour spells worked. Essentially very sophisticated illusions.

"Wow... I think this could actually work..." Morgan nods, impressed.

"Hey! That sounds like you didn't have a lot of faith in me!" Nino pouts.

"Sorry, sorry." Morgan laughs and kneels down to hug Nino. "You did a great job."

"Of course I did!" Nino huffs with pride. "I do the BEST job!"

"Guys, guys! The carriage is here!" Niko hisses. "You two better get going!"

"R-right." Morgan nods and looks to you. "You're ready?"

You nod and take her hand as you stride to the carriage.

"So, you want us to tag along?" Niko asks. "You know, just in case something happens?"

>You'll be glad to have the backup.
>You feel they'll be needed at the Monastery to help out Havel.
>Other

>>2172837
>Ask Havel if he needs em, if so they gotta stay. If not they can come.

>>2172837
>Ask Havel if he needs em, if so they gotta stay. If not they can come.

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>>2172837
>>You'll be glad to have the backup.

>inb4 Meido disguises

>>2172837
>Ask Havel if he needs em, if so they gotta stay. If not they can come.

>>2172837
Supporting >>2172846

>>2172837
>You'll be glad to have the backup.

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>>2172837
You look to Havel, wondering what he needed.

"Hrm, I could always use the extra eyes." Havel rumbles. "Never know what Elves are planning."

"Roger that!" Niko salutes. "See ya guys later!"

"Try and bring back some fancy silverware. Could fetch a good price on the market." Naru advises.

"If you need me just use the bracelet like I showed you!" Nino reminds you.

You nod and wave as you and Morgan step into the waiting carriage and soon enough its rolling towards Eisenwand. Already, Sol's light began to grow weak as it sank below the horizon. Lights began to flicker and flare in response all over the city, illuminating the massive tree that formed the center of the Elven Quarter.

"It's really something, isn't it?" Morgan says as she gazes at the tree. "I heard that it was grown from a sapling taken straight from the Fae Realms. There's a lot of ancient power lying dormant in that tree..."

>It's a bit impressive, I must admit.
>Probably burns just as well as any other tree.
>Other

>>2172899
>Probably burns just as well as any other tree.

>Fae Realms
Never trust the Fae

>>2172899
>Probably burns just as well as any other tree.

Must make a great pire to.

>>2172899
>Probably burns just as well as any other tree.
>Jokingly, of course

>>2172899
>>It's a bit impressive, I must admit.

>>2172905
Fae kidnaps kids we should burn it just to keep the kids in the city safe.

>>2172899
>Could they use the magic in it to attack?

>>2172913
It's elfs. Of course they can. Most likely it's they tree guardian or something. If anything that thing must have roots all across the city.

>>2172899
>Probably burns just as well as any other tree


Just realized how screwed the kingdom is if an invading force decides to besiege the city.

Nobody's gonna fight to protect the city, everyone is going to fight due to their own self-interest.

>>2172923
No reinforcement from the center kingdoms, no nearby allies, right infront of elf border. With mages inside it's walls that will only work to grab more magic from the unmarked lands and the paladins trying to keep the people from revolting.

At least she can count with two marshals and one templar champion.

>>2172899
>>It's a bit impressive, I must admit.

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>>2172899
You just shake your head at Morgan's remark and stare at the tree with mild contempt.

"...you're thinking about what it looks like on fire, don't you?" Morgan asks suspiciously.

You nod eagerly.

"You know, it would be nice if you actually told a white lie or two..." Morgan sighs.

You turn to her. You thought your brutal honestly was one of the things that attracted her to you.

"Don't give me that look." Morgan sighs.

At this point, the carriage had already entered the city proper, and you could see the regular cityfolks celebrating in the streets. Seemed like whenever the royalty was throwing a party, the commoners decided to throw their own. Whether it was in solidarity or in competition, you weren't really sure. However, sticking around was not something you had the luxury to do.

Soon enough, you enter the confines of the Elven Quarter. Like the Dwarven Quarter, this area of the city had its own special flair, as it was decorated according to the cultural tastes of its inhabitants. There was a very... "wild" feel to the area. All of the structures were built out of wood. Or, well, a more accurate description was that they were grown out of wood. Elves had the unique power to shape and manipulate wood to their whims. Cutting and carving wood was something they had no concept (or love) for. Trees and plants were everywhere, and the sky above was obscured by a canopy of vines and tree branches.

It was practically a forest in the middle of a city, all centered around the massive Great Tree.

Like the rest of the city, the Elven inhabitants were celebrating in the streets, thankfully ignoring your carriage as it pulled up to the roots of the Great Tree, where Semiramis' banquet was being held. The carriage is stopped briefly by some Elven guards, but the driver presents yours and Morgan's invitations and you are let through with no further issue.

As it pulls up to the front door, Morgan finally speaks up again.

"So, er, what should we do...?"

>Try and find Lucina.
>Go and confront Semiramis.
>Just... mingle with the crowd?
>Other

>>2172971
>>Try and find Lucina.

>>2172971
>Just... mingle with the crowd?

>>2172971
>>Just... mingle with the crowd?

>>2172971
>Go and confront Semiramis.

Might as well try and make a first impression as The Ashwalker.

>>2172971
>Just... mingle with the crowd?

>>2172971
>>Just... mingle with the crowd?

>>2172971
>>Try and find Lucina.

>>2172971
>>Just... mingle with the crowd?

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>>2172971
You nod to the large gathering of people in what you assuming was the main atrium of the Great Tree. It couldn't hurt just to mingle with the crowd, would it?

"Are... you sure that's a good idea?" Morgan frowns. "Because that mean's I'll have to do all the talking."

You give her an encouraging thumbs up.

"Ugghh, I so wish I could've brought my bow or knives with me..." Morgan groans.

>Roll 1d20

>>2173046

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>2173046

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>2173046
Time for festivities.

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2173046

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>>2173046
You and Morgan head into the main crowd, where immediately everything goes silent as everybody turns to face you and Morgan.

"Is that the Ashwalker?" You hear someone whisper.

"The armor looks different."

"Is he here to to burn down the tree?"

"Why would the Elves invite someone like him?"

Things looked about to get awkward when you hear the familiar clicking of armored boots behind you.

"Jeez, "Ashwalker'? That's the corny nickname they're calling you now?" Valentia sighs, her arms crossed. "What did you do to earn a title like that?"

You just shrug. The whole fire thing wasn't even from you.

However, Valentia's intervention seemed to break the awkwardness. It was a bit difficult for you to process that Valentia was actually a well respected figure in Eisenwand, so by accepting your presence she was indirectly helping you out in the public eye.

"I have to say, I never expected any of the Templars to show up, much less you." Valentia sighs. "How's it going, Morgan?"

"Surviving." She responds nervously.

"Hey, loosen up, these functions aren't as stuffy as people say." Valentia laughs as she punches Morgan lightly in the shoulder. "These are all people looking for an excuse to stuff their faces and get drunk like everyone else!"

You nod. That would make some sense.

"So, you headed anywhere in particular?" Valentia wonders. "I was just gonna go greet a foreign delegation that stopped by."

>Ask where her parents are.
>Tag along with Valentia.
>Go stuff your face and get drunk.
>Other

>>2173081
>Ask where her parents are.

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>>2173081
>>2173081
>>Go stuff your face and get drunk.

We're about to meet stuffy nobles. Might as well take measures to make it as painless as possible.

>>2173081
>Go stuff your face and get drunk.
Priority no.1

>>2173081
>>Ask where her parents are.

>>2173081
>>Go stuff your face and get drunk.

>>2173081
>Ask where her parents are.

>>2173081
>>Ask where her parents are.

We have an image to maintain as The Ashwalker and thus, we should use our newfound reputation as The Ashwalker to manipulate people by playing upon their expectations.

>>2173081
>>Tag along with Valentia.

>>2173081
>Ask where her parents are.

>>2173081
>Ask where her parents are.
>Tag along with Valentia.

i can't see how we can't ask about her parents whole we walk toward the delegation

>>2173092
>>2173097
This is elf food. There ain't good stuff. Mostlikely is filled with berries and bread. No meat or wine.

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>>2173081
You tap Valentia on the shoulder and put your hands in a circle above your head, aping a halo floating above it.

"What, you want to see Mom and Dad?" Valentia groans. "Well yeah, they're here. They're schmoozing with the Elven nobles to try and keep things calm. I'm sure you're not interested in that at all."

"Well, it's been a while since we've properly met your father." Morgan grins. "I actually kinda like him."

"Everyone does." Valentia sighs and points. "But yeah, you'll find them that way. I'd rather not come along because I'm sure they'll find some way to embarrass me in front of everybody."

>Leave Valentia to do her own thing.
>Drag Valentia with you.
>Other

>>2173152
>Drag Valentia with you.
Well when you phrase it like that we have too.

>>2173152
>Leave Valentia to do her own thing.

>>2173152
>Leave Valentia to do her own thing.

>>2173152
>>Drag Valentia with you.

>>2173152
>Other

Hang out with Valentina until we find Lucina or Semiramis

>>2173152
>>Drag Valentia with you.
Too bad we couldn't bring our wolf with us.

>>2173152
>>Drag Valentia with you

>>2173202
I still think Semiramis would like Rom more than us.

>>2173152
>Drag Valentia with you.

>>2173152
>>Drag Valentia with you.

>>2173152
This
>>2173190

I want to meet this foreiners. Hopefully they aren't orks.

>>2173152
>Leave Valentia to do her own thing.

>>2173152
>>Drag Valentia with you.

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>>2173152
You put a hand on Valentia's shoulder and start dragging her along with you.

"Hey! W-wait stop-!" She whimpers.

"Solaire! Hey, Solaire!" Morgan waves happily at the Paladin as you three approach. You could imagine Morgan's ears and tail flapping happily if they weren't magically concealed.

"Ah! My comrades!" Solaire turns away from the nobles he was talking to and starts rushing over, arms outstretched in what looks like the preparation for a hug as he heads straight for...

>You
>Valentia
>Morgan
>Other

>>2173274
>>Valentia

>>2173274
>>Valentia

>>2173274
>>You

>>2173274
>you

Brolaire is happy to see us

>>2173274
>>Valentia

>>2173274
>Valentia

>>2173274
>>You

>>2173274
>Valentina

>>2173274
>Valentia
Embarrassing their children at public functions is the right of all parents.

>>2173274
>You

>>2173274
>Valentia

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>>2173274
You can see Solaire is immediately homing in on Valentia. Made sense. She's his daughter, after all.

And at the same time, you could see Valentia's face go white. She knew there was no escape from this.

"No, Dad, no!" She wails.

>Sit back and watch this Paladin suffer.
>You suppose you can take one for the team...
>Other

>>2173373
>Sit back and watch this Paladin suffer.

>>2173373
>>Sit back and watch this Paladin suffer.

>>2173373
>You suppose you can take one for the team...

>>2173373
>>Sit back and watch this Paladin suffer.

>>2173373
>Sit back and watch this Paladin suffer.

>>2173373
>You suppose you can take one for the team...
It's not like this is all part of our elaborate plan to force a bunch of dickass elves to watch us bro hug Solaire in front of them or anything.

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>>2173373
>>You suppose you can take one for the team...

I don't suppose we can locate (or steal) a rare flower from the Elf district tree and put it into Morgan's hair.

>>2173373
>>You suppose you can take one for the team...

>>2173373
>Sit back and watch this Paladin suffer.

>>2173373
>Sit back and watch this Paladin suffer.
Templars have no relation in paladin business

>>2173373
>Sit back and watch this Paladin suffer.

>>2173390
That'd require us to possibly go to the most well guarded parts of the district and commit what could be essentially a huge middle finger to the tree.

Let's do it.

>>2173373
>>You suppose you can take one for the team...

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>>2173373
You decide to stand back and do nothing.

"Vally! I haven't seen you ALL DAY!" Solaire says happily as he scoops up his daughter and hugs her within sight of hundreds of the city's elite. "If I hadn't know better, I thought you were trying to avoid me!"

"BECAUSE I WAS!" Valentia wails, trying to wriggle out of her father's grasp. "I KNEW YOU WERE GOING TO DO THIS! I KNEEEEEW IT!"

"Aw, isn't that cute?"

"Such a doting father."

"That Valentia truly is a lucky young girl!"

"I wish my father would hug me like that."

"Ah, I see you two are having fun!" Solana says as she weaves her way over. Unlike her husband and daughter, who were wearing fancier versions of their Paladin armor, Solana was waring a very well ornamented priestess robe, the white fabric nearly blinding you just from looking at it.

"I want to die." Valentia groans.

"That was cold, even for you." Morgan shakes her head at you.

You simply shrug. In response.

"Ah! Templar!" Solaire finally seems to notice you and sets down a very red Valentia and shakes your hand. "Or should I say Ashwalker? It seems to be a popular name for you now!"

>I prefer Templar.
>Ashwalker has a nice ring to it.
>Other

>>2173455
>Ashwalker has a nice ring to it.

>>2173455
>>Ashwalker has a nice ring to it.

>>2173455
>Other
Greet her. It doesn't matter what people call us.

>>2173455
>>Ashwalker has a nice ring to it.

Whatever sounds better in private among friends.

>>2173455
>I prefer Templar.

>>2173455
>Ashwalker has a nice ring to it.

>>2173455
>I prefer Templar.
It's what we are, without pretension.

>>2173455
>>I prefer Templar.

>>2173455
>Other
Whatever she prefers. By the end of our career, we'll probably have a crap ton of names and titles.

>>2173455
>Templar

>>2173455
>>>I prefer Templar.

>>2173455
>>Ashwalker has a nice ring to it.
also high five the Brolaire

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>>2173455
You shake your head politely.

"Ah, well, I suppose we do get called nicknames we don't quite care for from time to time!" Solaire laughs as he pats you on the shoulder. "Isn't that right, Vally?"

"STOP CALLING ME THAT" Valentia wails.

"Can't you just indulge your father for today?" Solana chuckles as she pats her daughter on the head.

"Anyways, where are your fellow Templars?" Solaire asks as he looks around. "I doubted that Ozen would show up. Always quite the rude the one she is, but I would have figured Havel would have shown up! What's that old rustbucket up to?"

>Maybe you should tell him the truth...?
>Don't tell him.
>Other

>>2173504
>Other
just say that tonight the entertainment will be a family feature and he should stay close to them

>>2173504
>dont tell
He may be a walking ray of sunshine from sol but im not keen in sharing templar secret. best to keep it ourselves now.

>>2173504
I say, >>2173508
But we should put more emphasis on our true meaning. Maybe put a hand on his shoulder, and give him a stern look.

>>2173504
>>Don't tell him.

>>2173508
this works

>>2173504
>>Don't tell him.

I don't think we'll be invited to any Elf parties after this.

>>2173524
Good, less time spent near tree-fuckers (besides murdering them) the better.

>>2173504
>>Don't tell him.

>>2173504
>Don't tell him.

>>2173528
>inb4 Semiramis finds us so interesting, she decides to invite us to the next tournament with contests of martial skill and prowess, and the winner taking home a lot of money or land.

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>>2173504
You just give a simple shrug.

"Hm, is that so." Solaire seems to give you a probing look. Perhaps he suspected something? But the moment passes by in a flash. "Pity! I would've loved to share a drink with him again!"

You just nod casually.

"Anyways, it's good to see you came." Solaire shakes your hand again.

You turn your head to see that Morgan was with Valentia and Solana, apparently having a girl talk of some kind. Whatever Solana was saying, Morgan was looked to be listening intently. Probably a little TOO intently.

"So, there's plenty to do, plenty to see!" Solaire pats you on the shoulder. "There's plenty of food and drink. Or have a dance? Or even an audience with Semiramis?"

>Food and drink.
>Have a dance with Morgan.
>Have an audience with Semiramis.
>You feel like snooping around a bit.
>Other

>>2173543
>Meet and chat with Lucina

>>2173543
>>You feel like snooping around a bit.

>>2173543
>Have a dance with Morgan.

>>2173543
>>Food and drink.

>>2173543
>Have an audience with Semiramis.

It's either we go to her, or she comes to us.

>>2173543
>Food and drink

>>2173543
Meet with Lucina?

Probably pissing against the wind.

>>2173543
>Food and drink.

Gotta look like a normal party goer for now.

>>2173543
>Meet and chat with Lucina
arret calle

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>>2173543
You look to the long table holding all of the food and drink. Looks like it was just an open service, with any guest coming to take what they desire at any time. Looked like something rich people would do.

"Haha, I suppose even Templars have appetites!" Solaire laughs and pats you on your pauldron. "Enjoy the party, and don't get into too much trouble, all right? I'm not exactly on duty right now..."

"If you weren't looking forward to trouble, you wouldn't still be wearing that armor of yours." Solana says cheerfully as she returns with Morgan. "You two go and have a nice time, all right?"

"R-right." Morgan nods, her cheeks still pink. What had she and Solana been talking about?

Regardless, Solaire, Solana, and Valentia take their leave. They couldn't spend the whole party talking to you, after all.

"I'm actually getting really hungry." Morgan says.

You nod in agreement.

>Roll 1d20

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Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>2173605
Rolling

>>2173605
Rolla

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>2173605

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>2173605
Rollan

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>2173605

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>>2173605
You and Morgan approach the food table, where, to your surprise, there was actually a very large collection of meats in addition to the expected supply of vegetables and fruits. A lot of these meats looked to be venison, wild boar, and even bear.

"Didn't realize Elves ate meat, too."

"It's a rather rare thing to see, but Elves do eat game." Lucina says simply as she steps in. She wasn't in her normal adventurer attire. Instead, she was dressed in a rather elegant looking gown, more befitting of a royal monarch. "Well, you should know that they don't really utilize agriculture as we know it. No farming or herding of livestock. Everything they eat is naturally harvested from their forests, and wild animals are no exception."

"Well, I'm not complaining." Morgan says, her eyes flashing as she voraciously starts piling her dish high with meats.

You pick a bit of a more balanced selection while Lucina chuckles.

"It's good to see the two of you here." She smiles. "It's a refreshing change from having to deal with all these nobles."

"Wait, didn't you mention that your parents would be here?" Morgan asks as she chews on a venison steak. "Where are they?"

"Hmmm probably doing more diplomatic talks or something." Lucina sighs. "Honestly they're really hard to keep track of, even for me."

>You should introduce us to your parents.
>Can you get us to Semiramis?
>How about some drinks?
>Other

>>2173631
>>How about some drinks?

>>2173631
>>How about some drinks?

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>>2173631
>>You should introduce us to your parents.

Not everyday you meet the king and queen.

>>2173631
>How about some drinks?

Let's not get too drunk here.

>>2173631
>How about some drinks?
What could go wrong again with 2 girls drinking right guys?

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>>2173631
You grab a goblet of Elven wine. Not even the Elves could possibly screw up making a decent bottle of wine, right?

"Oh? Interesting." Lucina chuckles.

"Really? Are we doing this again?" Morgan sighs.

>Roll 1d20

>>2173652

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>2173652

>>2173648
Ever hear about that 'topless' duel between the Princess and the Countess?

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>2173652
Rollan

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>2173652
>that 1

Prepare to defend someone's honour, people!

>>2173652
oops

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>2173652
worry

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>>2173662
Worst thing that could happen is for one of them to spill their drink on Semiramis.

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>>2173652
You and Lucina manage to handle yourselves well, but you could definitely feel the power in the wine. Looks like whatever grapes the Elves harvested to make this shouldn't be underestimated.

"Certainly has a kick to it." Lucina chuckles, her cheeks pink. "Though it looks like you weathered it."

You nod.

"Heeeeeeeeeey~" Morgan slurs as she wraps herself on your arm. "Eheheheh, it's getting really warm in here, you think?"

Uh oh, you could see that Morgan clearly was not prepared for the strength of this wine.

"Uh oh. She clearly wasn't prepared for this." Lucina frowns.

Fortunately, nobody seemed to to notice Morgan's behavior. Not yet, anyways.

>You need to stow Morgan away somewhere until she regains her senses.
>Get her to the dance floor. Perhaps some exercise will get some of that alcohol out of her system.
>Ask Nino if she knows any way to help.
>Other

>>2173668
>>Get her to the dance floor. Perhaps some exercise will get some of that alcohol out of her system.

>>2173631
>>You should introduce us to your parents.

>>2173668
>>You need to stow Morgan away somewhere until she regains her senses.

>>2173668
>>Ask Nino if she knows any way to help.

>>2173668
>You should introduce us to your parents.

>>2173668
>You need to stow Morgan away somewhere until she regains her senses.

>>2173668
>You need to stow Morgan away somewhere until she regains her senses.

>>2173668
>You need to stow Morgan away somewhere until she regains her senses.

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>>2173668
You decide it would be best to stow Morgan away to somewhere a bit more secluded. At least until she could regain her senses. You hold Morgan securely to you.

"Don't worry, I'll run interference for you." Lucina winks. "Go on!"

"Eheheheh." Morgan giggles as she continues to snuggle your arm.

You nod in thanks and quickly shuffle off to one of the less populated side halls. You just needed to find an unoccupied room or hallway...

>Roll 1d20

>>2173700
Dear god...

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2173700
Well then....

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>2173700

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>2173700
Dice God!

>>2173700
>Nat 20

topkek

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>>2173700
You quickly shuffle off to what appears to be a very sparsely populated side hall and carry Morgan within. You find a door ajar in the hallway. Hoping that it could be of use to you, you lean Morgan against the wall and carefully move forward to check the door.

The room inside looked to a storeroom that had just been emptied. No doubt a pantry used to supply the party. It would be the perfect place to-

You then turn around and freeze in place.

You're not sure how, but Semiramis herself was there, sitting on a tree branch that had grown out of the wall, with Morgan laid down in her lap. The Elven princess smiled as she gently stroke Morgan's hair.

"You should be more careful with your possessions, Ashwalker." Semiramis chuckles, her eyes full of mirth and malice. "You never know what may happen to them while you aren't looking~."

Morgan mumbled something inaudible. Whether she just passed out from her inebriation of she was under some dark Elven spell, you weren't sure.

>Get Morgan back from her.
>Ask her what she wants.
>Other

>>2173714
>Get Morgan back from her.

>>2173714
>>Ask her what she wants.

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>>2173714
>>Ask her what she wants.

Urge to kill rising.

>>2173714
>>>Get Morgan back from her.

>>2173714
>>Ask her what she wants.

>>2173714
>Ask her what she wants.

>>2173714
>Get Morgan back from her.

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>>2173714
You stare at the Elven princess, who was still sitting there casually, as if on a throne, Morgan in her clutches. What exactly was her plan here?

"Hm? I only wanted to as ask a simple question." Semiramis chuckles, continuing to cradle Morgan's head in her arms. "I notice that out of the Templars, only you have deigned to appear. Havel is still holed up in his little Monastery, but nobody seems to know where Ozen has gone off to."

Semiramis' smile widens as she puts hand under Morgan's chin.

"You wouldn't happen to know where she is, do you? Or what she's planning? Unknowns always make a little... nervous. Jumpy, in fact!"

>She's going to burn you all.
>I don't know where she is.
>You should let Morgan go. Now.
>Nino...
>Other

>>2173740
>>Nino...

>>2173740
>>I don't know where she is.

>>2173740
>>You should let Morgan go. Now.

>>2173740
>>Nino...
Let's see if she can bail us out of this.

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>>2173740
Hmmm, looks like activity dropped off quite a bit. I suppose that's to be expected with the holiday, so I think we'll just pause things here for now!

Don't forget to come back next week for the next thread, as well as Macross on Friday!

As for the CIMQ Christmas Special, I might move that to Monday afternoon/evening instead, considering the current activity trend right now, I don't think a lot of people are gonna sit around and quest on Christmas Eve!

So stay tuned on the Twitter for any additional updates! Happy holidays, everyone!

>>2173752
Thanks for running, I really can't decide what to vote.

>>2173740
>I don't know where she is.
Deny, deny, deny.

>>2173752
See you next time!

I wonder what sort of girl talk Morgan had.

>>2173754
Depends on if we wish to keep her on the negotiating table, or just burn it to the ground. Not even mentioning being torn between treating her with respect due to her noble birth as well as scorn for being an elf.

Lots of ways we can take the conversation.

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>>2173752
Thanks for the run, Boss!

>>2173756
>girl talk
Obviously, they were talking about wearing bikini armour for 'special nights' with their love interests.

>>2173740
>I don't know where she is.
fuckin' knife ears

>>2173740
>I don't know where she is.

>>2173740
>>I don't know where she is.

>>2173740
>>I don't know where she is.
This is the truth, we know the plan but not where she is at current.

Why does everyone assume she is evil? She hasn't done anything wrong so far. We should at least give her the benefit of the doubt.

>>2173740
>I don't know where she is.

Havel is babysitting the party desu.

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>>2173880
I'd chalk it up to her being an upper class elf who knows more than she's willing to tell us. That isn't mentioning that she is firmly holding us by the balls by having Morgan wrapped around her fingertips right now, and petting her like a sleeping dog.

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>>2173880
Only an Elf would think she hasn't done anything wrong

>>2173880
She is a elf noble. Being a elf is already bad being a noble only makes her even more evil.

Beside if she hirts Morgan she will give the order casus belli for us.

>>2174130
Around Elves watch yo'selves.

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>>2173911
Havel is best babysitter.

Ozen... not so much.

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>>2173880
You can never trust the perfidious and scheming knife ear, anon.

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>>2174070
Just wait until she finds out about the wolf ears/tail. Clearly Romulus would have stolen her heart if we brought him along.

>>2174543
There are no Innocent elves, just unarmed combatants.