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RECAP OF LAST THREAD

The Super Conqueror Bros thwarted the orcish invasion and protected Rathalon from harm with minimal casualties, leading to them being praised as heroes and saviors of the city- with particular focus on you for your rousing speech.

Afterwards, you checked in on Trina, who seemed interested in sleeping with you, but you ended up turning her down and insisting you wait until marriage. Eventually due to the stress and dangers of your job, you both decided it would be best to break up for now.

Unfortunately, the next morning, you found that she had been kidnapped and Josh was murdered. You used the Elden Ring to figure out that Finley had captured her and taken her to the sewers, where you used your epic flute playing skills to rescue her and finish off that asshole, taking the behelit he’d retrieved after his brother threw it out for good measure.

Castor offered you an opportunity to become his champion, as well as explained what being the champion of a God entailed, but you politely declined and told him you needed to weigh your options first. Not long after, you also spoke to Aemis and received his blessing.

You then spoke to the old man at the library, asking him what behelits really were. He told you they were tools attracted to strong desires that the God of Evil used to lure mortals into sacrificing a loved one to become a demon- creatures imbued with divinity and the God of Evil’s essence who had their bodies and minds corrupted by it in exchange for power.

After hearing that, you did some exercise to clear your mind, only to slip into a flashback and reminisce about the time you met Master. You had a bit of a mental crisis over killing the harpy broodmother before coming to the conclusion that monsters didn’t deserve the same rights as people, marking you a Sapient Supremacist.

You spent a little bit of time catching a wretched fairy and hanging out with Clarissa, learning a bit more about her, as well as reflecting on your own feelings.

After a brief bit of meditation, you ran into Grug- a runaway orc with some important information about why the orcs really attacked. You were stopped by a mysterious ninja with Conquest magic who managed to nearly kill you- though you were saved by Castor at the cost of his Godhood- and maybe his very soul. You lost his boon as well as your left arm, though your friends all pitched in and bought you a new, custom-made set of plate armor.

After a brief discussion with Jeffrey about escorting Grug back to Krosh’tar to tell his people what was going on, you headed off with your friends to take care of a rescue quest in a tomb a couple days north first.

>>4794250
>>4794252
Welcome back QM

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”I’m just saying, it’s better than it sounds” Barret insists.

”Well, it sounds stupid. Why would you do that? What do you have to gain from folding a pizza in half?” you answer.

”It’s called a calzone and they’re delicious, boss man! I’ll have to treat you to one next time we’re in a proper city” he retorts.

You shake your head, wondering where your party’s fighter got such bizarre tastes. It’s already been a few hours since you left Rathalon, and you and your pals have been talking about whatever to pass the time. You’ve already learned a few things about each of them! Jeanne was forced to take piano lessons growing up and is apparently pretty savvy with one, Clarissa you learned the other day is apparently an artist herself who likes to paint, and Barret- Barret just has bad taste in food, apparently.

You let out a sigh as you walk, turning your head to take a better look at the scenery to keep yourself busy. It’s times like these that you would’ve played your flute before, but now with only one hand it’s...rather difficult. You can still manage it to an extent, but without two hands you can’t quite get the same notes or change them as quickly, and it’s heartbreaking enough that you don’t feel like bothering with it for now.

What DOES catch your attention, however, is a strange creature drinking from a nearby puddle- a horse that looks to have a horn protruding from it. Wait, is that…

”A unicorn?!” you ask, gasping as you stop and turn your attention to the seemingly majestic creature before you. You don’t know a lot about this world, but you DO know that unicorns are supposed to be wonderful, majestic steeds for the pure of heart, who are often believed to bring good luck to those that see them!

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”Actually,” Jeanne interrupts, ”That’s a bicorn. Look closely- see how a second horn is spiraling around the first?”

You squint your eyes and lean a little closer. Surely enough, she’s right! Also, instead of a white coat with a pink mane, this creature’s got a dark blue coat with a purple mane. To be fair though, you’ve also never heard of a bicorn in your life before- you just thought it was a unicorn with drip. ”That’s just like, double the unicorn then, right? Extra lucky?” you ask.

Jeanne puts a finger and thumb to her temple. ”Not...quite. Bicorns devour kind-hearted and devoted husbands” she explains. ”That doesn’t describe any of us, so we should be fine, but it might hurt other travellers down the line if we don’t take care of it. I’ve never seen one so close to the roads before.”

The creature does stop to glare at Barret for a moment before turning to its drink. ”Alright, so we go down there, slay the thing, and keep moving?” you inquire.

”Well, they are magical creatures- it might not be worth the trouble. Depends on how much you care about random strangers, I guess” she casually admits with a shrug. ”I mean, who knows? Maybe it’ll go back into the forest soon and nobody will have to worry about it.”

You put a hand in your chin, contemplating it for a moment. You could either take care of it and make sure it doesn’t hurt anyone, or just leave it be and not take any risks- you are already missing one arm- why risk another body part? On another note though, the more you stare at the creature, the more you almost swear that it’s calling to you somehow…

>Attack the bicorn! It may hurt others down the line if you leave it be.
>Just let it go. No reason to mess with what you don’t understand.
>Attempt to ride the bicorn. (Available due to status as SINGLE and VIRGIN)
>Other (write in)

(2/2)

>>4794261
>"Guys, I'm getting the inexplicable feeling of being called by this thing. Is that normal for the types of people bicorns eat when they come across one? Predator attracting prey in a subtle magical way?"
>"Barret, it glared at you. How are you feeling? Anything similar to me?"
>"What about you two? I want to be absolutely sure if we're feeling anything out of the ordinary that the bicorn might be causing."
Just to clear some things up before deciding to go in hostile, go in peaceful, or leave

>>4794268
Agreed. It would also be cool as fuck if we could ride the bicorn but... it is evil.

>>4794268
+1

>>4794268
+1
we should totally beat this thing and take it as our mount, whos gonna stop us?

>>4794268
>>4794305
>>4794306
>>4794308
A few questions before acting!

>>4794253
Thanks man, good to be back

Writing!

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”Barret, the creature just glared at you. How are you feeling?” you ask, turning to face your companion.

”Huh? I’m uh, just fine, boss man. Maybe a little worried about dealing with an evil monster, but nothing else” he answers.

You decide to address Jeanne and Clarissa next. ”What about you two? I want to be absolutely sure if we’re feeling anything out of the ordinary that the bicorn might be causing.”

”All good over here, buddy” Clarissa calls out, yawning. ”So are you like, planning to do something, or…?”

”I’m fine as well” Jeanne asks, raising an eyebrow. ”Are you alright, Herald?”

”Well, to tell the truth, I’m getting the inexplicable feeling of being called by this thing. Is that normal for the types of people bicorns eat when they come across one? Predator attracting prey in a subtle magical way?”

Clarissa and Barret shrug, but Jeanne makes a distinct point to look away from you, as if suppressing a mixture of laughter and pity. ”I-I’m sure it’s nothing! Maybe it’s best to get moving after all”

”Jeanne,” you say in a chastising tone, ”it looks like you know something. Why won’t you tell me?”

”Herald I-I can’t. It might do unparalleled psychological damage to you- please, don’t make me say it” she pleads.

Looking around, you gently grab her by the arm and pull her aside, speaking in a hushed whisper. ”Come on, I need to know. Am I in danger? What’s going on?”

Eventually she capitulates, leaning in close to whisper in your ear so the others won’t hear. ”Bicorns have sometimes been known to be amicable to...hopeless virgins” she explains, saying the last part almost imperceptibly quietly. ”W-which is why you surely must be mistaken! I mean, you had a girlfriend until a little bit ago, right? Surely it must be some kind of mistake-” she stops mid sentence as she steps back and sees the way you hold yourself.

Can you ever mentally recover from this?

>”Actually, I was lying about that call thing- I think it was simply the call of CONQUEST!” (Attack the bicorn)
>”You know what, that guy from the quest really needs to be rescued- let’s forget this ever happened and keep moving” (Ignore it)
>Say nothing and move towards the creature (Attempt to ride the bicorn)
>Other (write in)

>>4794495
>Say nothing and move towards the creature (Attempt to ride the bicorn)
virgin powers activate!

>>4794495
>Say nothing and move towards the creature (Attempt to ride the bicorn)
There is no other way to regain our honour. Also it's fucking badass.

>>4794495
>Say nothing and move towards the creature (Attempt to ride the bicorn)
Pet it on the head first. This majestic beast clearly knows about CONQUESTING

>>4794495
>Say nothing and move towards the creature (Attempt to ride the bicorn)

>>4794523
+1

>>4794523
>>4794524
>>4794575
>>4794578
>>4794590
Attempt to ride the bicorn

Writing!

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You quietly stride towards the bicorn. The creature looks up at you for a moment, but shortly returns to lapping at the puddle without making any sudden movements. Carefully, you approach the monster and gently pet it on the head. Its coat is soft to the touch as you run your hand up and down the side of its face.

”Easy, boy. I’m not gonna hurt you” you whisper.

You hear a voice speaking into your mind. I sense a great deal of potential within you, warrior. You have been wounded by a femoid, no? You understand the evils they hide deep within their hearts- they are the true monsters! They deserve no love or happiness, no kind, devoted husbands!

You’re admittedly taken aback by the beast’s comment, causing you to take a few steps away from it. ”Femoid? Uhh, are you talking about women? There’s nothing wrong with women- and my breakup with Trina was mutual!”

Was it? Hmm, is any breakup ever truly mutual? Or did she simply take you for granted? I call them femoids because they’re not worthy of having ‘men’ or ‘male’ appended to their designation. Come join forces with me, young virgin, and we shall show every femoid what you’re truly capable of!

You’re not sure how to feel about this magical misogynist, but you do sense some sort of power coming from it. On one hand, it might make a solid mount both for travelling and combat, but on the other hand you get the feeling that if you spend too much time around this thing, it might start to change the way you think about women. Do you really want to throw away any chance you have of getting laid?

>”I may need some new headwear soon. I’m thinking… a fedora?” (Gain ‘Incel’ bane in exchange for sweet mount)
>”Sorry weirdo, but I don’t hate women” (Leave and never look back)
>”Two of my best friends are women, and I don’t think I like your tone. How about you die?” (Stab this weird creature in the head. It’s guard is lowered, so you can likely kill it instantly without a fight)
>Other (write in)

>>4794646
Hmm... Man this is a difficult call to make. The bicorn seems based but at the same time, Clarissa's a bro and Jeanne is okay for a noble. I'm going to personally abstain from this vote. Any outcome is good by me.

>>4794646
>”Two of my best friends are women, and I don’t think I like your tone. How about you die?” (Stab this weird creature in the head. It’s guard is lowered, so you can likely kill it instantly without a fight)
Let's send this monster back to r*ddit the shadow realm.

>>4794651
It sounds pretty interesting and I'd totally join this holy beast if QM didn't mention fedora and call the bane 'Incel'.

>>4794646
>>Other (write in)

I want to redeem this bicorn.

Let's find him a sexy as fuck unicorn or maybe just a regular filly and get him fucking laid.

OOOH, maybe a pegasus!!!!!

>>4794685
That's a good point, but anon made on even better.

>>4794690
THIS, show him that being a badass supernatural horse doesn't mean he has to be alone. Let's guide him to CONQUEST, the CONQUEST of a girl who can know him for his, and who he can know for his own. We're the leader of the Super Conqueror Bros, and we know better than anyone that no-one should be alone.

>>4794646
>Other (write in)
Women are monsters, though as long as they are led by a good male, their evil may be contained.

>>4794646
>"I don't personally feel any need to spite them. You should really stop entangling your self worth and happiness to women. You can live a good life with or without them. The breakup was painful sure, but it's not like my life is ruined because of it. I'm more in favor of leaving my options open and seeing what happens without desperately lusting after things. I think it could help you out too. "

Also supporting
>>4794690

>>4794712
I'm voting against this write-in.

>>4794690
>>4794712
I vote against this as well

+1 for trying to get him laid

>You hate femoids... Have you ever experienced one firsthand?

Oh and welcome back QM! I hope your finals went well

>>4794712
Voting against write-ins is lame shit but I don't agree with this approach

>>4794837
You're right. It's kind-of a dick move.

>>4794915
That and it makes keeping track of votes four times more complicated.

>find cuckacorn
>we must uncuck him, get that horse dick wet!

I hate when quests start being about "fixing" flawed characters and things just because players want to perfect everything in their path or bend it to their will to have the best outcome possible. Each. Time.

If everyone's personality can be changed by the dice, every situation can be solved by high rolls and every tiny con can be removed or ignored, then nothing has a meaning and quest just becomes bland and uninteresting.
Sorry anons, had to point that out.

>>4794690
support
we gotta save this guy and when that happens we get two magic mounts!

>>4794940
mostly just cause I want to ride it without the need for getting a fedora, don't think that would look well on us.

>>4794937

But, like, that's EXACTLY what non-incels try to do to incels IRL.

It's in fucking character of the universe to tell incels that they'll change if they just find and interact with a woman.

And its also true.

>>4794651
>>4794685
>>4794690
>>4794703
>>4794707
>>4794712
>>4794815
>>4794940
"I can fix you"

>>4794715
>>4794731
I can't remember if I've allowed 'anti-votes' before (I don't think I have), but I'm against them inherently. If you allow them, then once people are heated enough they'll start using them constantly to go against people with a different popular idea imo, so I think I won't do them. Also, like >>4794924 said, makes things harder to track.

>>4794820
They did actually, managed to finish with all A's. Glad to be back- thanks for playing!

For this maneuver, I'm going to need someone to roll 1d20+9 (+6 for CHA, +3 for Persuasion). You need a 25 or higher to succeed. No Sapient Supremacy malus because a Bicorn is more of a beast than a race.

Rolled 7 + 9 (1d20 + 9)

>>4794961

>>4794971
fuck me . . . i tried bros, i tried

Rolled 7 + 9 (1d20 + 9)

>>4794961
nice job QM!
Also, on the idea of anti votes, it will just become a shitshow.
Just vote for the opposite which is more than enough.

>>4794971
>>4794978
>>4794979
art imitates life my friend.

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”You say you hate femoids” you start, pausing for a moment before using the strange word that the bicorn insists on calling women, ”but have you ever experienced one first hand?”

At this, the creature whinnies, rearing on its hind legs before slamming back down to the ground. Of course I have! They’re all the same- rotten fuckwhales that will take you for everything you have! I’m sure you bought your last girlfriend plenty of expensive gifts, right? And where did that leave you?

For all the insane stuff this creature spouts, that last comment did admittedly hit a little close to home. Just how much jewelry did you get Trina? Wait, no- you won’t fall for this bullshit! ”Look, let me help you find a nice gal, and maybe you’ll realize women aren’t that bad” you insist.

Not that bad? Are you insane?! Fucking hell, get away from me- you’re clearly not the kind of man I thought you were the bicorn responds with a snort.

*Failure*

Well, it doesn’t look like that’s going to work, and furthermore it doesn’t seem keen on letting you ride it now either. You’re either going to have to put this creature down or leave it be- it seems done with negotiating.

”Are we doing this or not, boss man?” Barret shouts, waving his sword in the air.

”Can we just get moving again? We’ve still got a long way to go” Clarissa whines, anxiously tapping her foot.

>Attack the bicorn, you can’t risk letting it harm other travellers.
>Leave it be. Hopefully one day it will learn the error of its ways.
>Other (write in)

>>4795017
>>Leave it be. Hopefully one day it will learn the error of its ways.

I'm done with this meme, let's not waste time fighting it

>>4795017
"Look, we're sorry it had to come to this."

>Attack the bicorn, you can’t risk letting it harm other travellers.

I wasn't expecting that to actually work, to be honest, but I felt like we needed to try.

>>4795017
>Attack the bicorn, you can’t risk letting it harm other travellers.
>Attempt to cut off the horns to demotivate it

Let's send it to shadow realm!

>>4795017
>Attack the bicorn, you can’t risk letting it harm other travellers.
meme lasted while it could, now lets do our job.

>Stab stab stab

Time to die

>>4795030
>>4795034
>>4795065
>>4795066
>>4795170
Fight the bicorn

Writing! Going to do 30 minute post rounds (or attempt to) for as long as I hold out. If we don't finish the fight tonight, we will resume sometime tomorrow morning.

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You let out a heavy sigh. It’s a shame- you were really hoping that the bicorn would see reason and change its ways, but it just wasn’t meant to be. ”Look, I’m sorry it had to come to this” you tell the creature as you gesture for your companions to come closer before drawing Decimator.

Oh this is rich! Now you’re involving your femoid friends in this fight? I’m going to fucking gut you with my horns, asshole! the creature says as it begins stamping its back foot- readying itself to charge.

Even still, you have the advantage and are able to act first!

>Attack (If no weapon specified, then it’s assumed Decimator)
>Use a technique (Which one?)
>Do something fancy (What?)
>Give commands (What?)
>Other (write in)

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First voting round will actually be ~an hour because I actually have to do something with my pops!

>>4795460
>>Other (write in)

Flee

>>4795460
>Attack (Decimator)
>"Your so fixated on the ones you see, you forgot the ones behind you!"
the classic trick em and hit em.

>>4795522
+1

>>4795513
>>4795522
>>4795527
Roll 1d20+5 (+5 for DEX) to hit! You need a 16 or higher to make it.

If you succeed, roll 1d10+8 (+7 for STR, +1 for Good Quality) for damage!

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>4795528

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>>4795530

Rolled 7 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

Bicorn is going after Barret, so will do the rolls now so I can jump straight into your next combat round.

First roll is to hit him. Bicorn needs a 16 or higher.

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”You’re so fixated on the ones you see, you forgot the ones behind you!” you shout with a malicious grin.

The bicorn immediately turns around as you charge forward, Jeanne blasting a firebolt as well. Unfortunately, the firebolt goes wide, and right as you’re about to swing Decimator down, the bicorn kicks backwards with its hoof, knocking the wind out of you as you stumble away from it. Thankfully it didn’t hit hard enough to do any damage, but you definitely felt it.

On the bright side, Clarissa manages to land a solid shot in its flank while it turns around, causing it to whinny in pain as it kicks its front legs up again.

*Bicorn’s Health: -9 (41/50)*

Next, Barret charges forth from behind you and lands a solid slice on its back before he maneuvers around to the creature’s side, blood spouting from the wound!

*Bicorn’s Health: -15 (26/50)*

The monster does not look pleased with this, and begins charging towards Barret with all its might! Thankfully, your friend manages to roll out of the way just in time as the creature barrels straight into a tree. With a resounding crack, you watch the tower of lumber slide off the creature’s horn and fall over, creating a loud thump as it turns its attention back to your group.

>Attack
>Use a technique (Which?)
>Do something fancy (What?)
>Give commands (What?)
>Other (write in)

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30 minute voting round!

>>4795513
Yeah, going with flee. He didn't do shit to us personally but talk, and now we're attacking him, proving him right.

>>4795551
>Attack
"IMMA CUT YOUR HORN(S) MO'FUCKA"

>>4795551
>Attack

>>4795551
>>Other (write in)
>>4795552

Flee chads want no part of this. We're currently violating the NAP

>>4795551
>Attack
Keep on going boys, we don't back off from a fight once we start it.

>>4795552
>>4795553
>>4795562
>>4795568
>>4795600
Roll me 1d20+5 (+5 for DEX). You need a 16 or higher to hit.

If you make it, roll me 1d10+8 (+7 for STR, +1 for Good Quality) for damage!

Rolled 9 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>4795603

>>4795603
>>4795607

At this point we should let the women kill him. They have more right to it than us.

Rolled 14 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>4795603
>>4795607
god damnit

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Once more you charge at the bicorn, but this time it manages to trot out of the way as your serrated sword meets the ground, kicking up dirt and grass. Clarissa fires another arrow as well, but this time her aim misses due to the creature moving so quickly.

Barret, however, pushes his advantage and slices at the bicorn’s flank this time, more blood spewing out as it cries in pain, quickly stomping all around in a misguided attempt to gather its bearings.

*Bicorn’s Health: -10 (16/50)*

With that, the creature lowers its head as if it’s about to charge the fighter again, only for it to stop as it hears Jeanne call out.

”Firebolt!”

A dart of red flame slams into the creature’s flank, leaving a vicious burn as it topples over on its side!

*Bicorn’s Health: -11 (5/50)*

The creature isn’t weak enough to be unconscious yet, but it’s clearly no longer capable of escaping you and your crew, definitively stuck on its side- probably for the next few minutes. You and your teammates surround the bicorn as it looks up with anger and fear.

>Finish it off
>Takes its horns and leave
>Try to negotiate with it one last time. (If you fail, do you do one of the above choices or just leave?)
>Other (write in)

>>4795627
>Takes its horns and leave

>>4795627
>>Takes its horns and leave
>>Try to negotiate with it one last time. (If you fail, do you do one of the above choices or just leave?)

>>4795683
Not closing the vote yet, but do I assume this is 'negotiate' and if that fails take its horns? Because it will NOT want to negotiate with you whatsoever if you take its defining feature

>>4795697
yeah yeah, sorry. Negotiate then take horn, lol.

>>4795627
>Finish it off
yeah lets not leave any loose ends

>>4795683
+1

Feeling pretty tired, so leaving this one up until tomorrow morning.

As always, thank you guys for reading and playing A Herald's Journey!

>>4795627
>Finish it off
>Takes its horns and leave

Thanks for running, man--good to have you back!

>>4795627
>Other (write in)
Have Clarissa tame it.

>>4795860
+1

Let's end it's suffering. No reason not to take a trophy either, I'm sure it is useful in some kind of magic/potion.

>>4795627
>Finish it off
We shouldn't spare dangerous monsters.

>>4795627
>Finish it off
>Takes its horns and leave
After this event, Herald is gonna be way more determined to not end up like this bicorn

>>4795647
>>4795683
>>4795711
>>4795776
>>4795860
>>4796003
>>4796163
>>4796175
>>4796430
Finish it off

Writing!

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For a moment you consider trying to plead with the creature one last time and give it a second chance at getting some pussy and maybe changing its life. However, you think about the logistics of keeping it around. It would be difficult to prevent it from eating kind and devoted husbands wherever you went, and you’re almost certain it would be a great mental toll on the two women you’re travelling with, who’s company you value significantly more than this random monster.

You prepare to finish the creature off with a powerful slice from Decimator, raising your blade high above your head, only for an arrow to whizz by and lodge into the creature’s eyeball- doing him in. You slowly lower your blade in disappointment as Clarissa walks by and yanks the arrow back out, cleaning it off and sticking it in her quiver.

”Uhh, sorry man. You were taking too long” is what she says with a shrug. ”Oh hey, don’t forget to grab those horns- I bet they’ve got some magical shit you can do with them. Maybe they’d sell for a good price too” she adds in.

Deflated, you use Decimator’s serrated edges to start sawing the horns off, contemplating how you didn’t really do much in that fight. Is this a result of having lost your arm? Are you always just going to be a burden to the team? No, you can’t think like that. It was just bad luck fighting a type of opponent you’ve never faced before! Besides, even if it WAS because of your arm, you’ll surely learn how to fight better with one arm down the line and still be useful. No need to consign yourself to defeat and uselessness just yet, right?

By the time you finish your train of thought, the horns are off, laying there in the grass. You sheath Decimator and grab them, one horn still tightly wound around the other, and deposit them in your bag of holding. Surely you’ll find a use for these at some point.

With that settled, you picked yourself up off the ground and nod to your teammates. ”Let’s rock and roll.”

You spend the rest of the day travelling without much incident. At one point a merchant stops you and tries to convince you to buy some magic mushrooms, but Clarissa is strongly against it and explains exactly what kind of ‘magic’ they really do. Eventually, night comes, and so does the desire to sleep. Jeanne and Barret brought tents and sleeping bags for the crew and Clarissa sets up a fire while you check the perimeter for any danger, and before long you’ve got a nice campsite going.

>Talk to someone (Who? About what?)
>Do some solo training (Anything specific?)
>Set up a snare to catch some small game (Available due to SIMPLE TRAP CONSTRUCTION technique)
>Ask Jeanne if she’d be willing to try and teach you some magic
>Just head to bed and skip to the next morning
>Other (write in)

>>4796494
>Set up a snare to catch some small game (Available due to SIMPLE TRAP CONSTRUCTION technique)

Purely because I wanna see Herald do it with just one hand.

>>4796501
+1 for the lols

>>4796501
>>4796549
Set up a snare :)

Writing!

>>4796494
>Set up a snare to catch some small game (Available due to SIMPLE TRAP CONSTRUCTION technique)
Develop DEXTERITY and none can challenge the one-handed prowess

I wonder if we could trickshot this snare with enough STR. Just snap it open mid-air and lay on the ground.

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Right, you decide your time would best be spent working on a snare. Even though you still have four rations left, you tore through a lot of them when you overworked yourself training the other day, so it wouldn’t hurt to try and save them a little.

You realize after cutting off ten feet of rope, however, that this is going to be...difficult. Barret seems to notice your trouble and calls out to you. ”Heya boss man, you need help with that?” he offers.

On one hand, you know deep down that he’s genuinely just trying to be helpful and accommodating, but on the other, his offer kind of pisses you off. You already feel shitty about not being able to pull your weight in the fight against the bicorn. You can catch your own food, damn it! Pushing down your more negative emotions, you force a half-hearted smile hidden underneath your helmet and respond. ”All good over here!”

With that, you get to work. Making a snare with one arm is...incredibly difficult, and requires your entire body. You need to hold down the stake and the trigger with a foot while bending down to carve them out, for example. Tying the rope also requires the use of a foot, your arm, and even your teeth at times. You actually had to take off your helmet to make the damn thing, which was embarrassing and uncomfortable enough to make you wish you had accepted Barret’s help earlier.

Eventually, after almost an hour, you finish the daunting task and fall on your ass, taking in the simple trap. To think how much more difficult life would be with only one arm...you wish you had lost your leg instead! Well, you can’t really complain to be honest- if a literal demi-god hadn’t intervened, you’d be dead as a doornail right now. With Castor gone and your ass already saved by Barret once before, you get a sinking feeling that you won’t be able to depend on any more free handouts. Next time you’re in trouble, there’s a good chance it’ll be do or die- unless you’re willing to use one of those behelits…

You shake your head to get rid of such dark thoughts, picking yourself up as you head back towards the campfire. ”Alright, so which shift am I taking?” you ask, looking to your companions.

They each turn their gaze to one another before looking back at you with somewhat awkward expressions. Clarissa is the first to speak up. ”We...thought that maybe you should take it easy. I mean, there’s only three watches- us three can handle it, no problem! You just get a full night’s rest, Herald” she tells you.

”What?” you ask, somewhat incredulously. ”I’m not useless- let me help on the watch! I’m just as strong as ever!” you demand.

Jeanne quickly jumps up. ”No one’s saying you’re not! You just...don’t need to handle it every time, yeah? Go ahead and sit this one out” she pleads.

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Somewhere deep down, you know they’re really just looking out for you. Even still, you can’t help but feel insecure about your new handicap- especially after the bicorn fight and the difficulties with the snare. You’re still the same, proud Herald of Conquest you always were! You’ll conquer this new disability as well in time!

...but what if you don’t? A nagging voice in the back of your head causes you to freeze up for a moment. What if this is the limit of what you can do now? Jeanne talked about getting you a fancier prosthetic, but she said herself nothing like that exists yet- it’s only possible. Even still, it would take so much time and money- and getting a cheaper prosthetic would only really let you hold a weapon or shield. Are you just always at a disadvantage now? Doomed to be a burden to the party?

For the briefest of moments your eyes wander towards your bag of holding. You’re confident using one of those behelits would get your arm back, and you definitely feel like you’ve got a strong enough desire to activate one without being on death’s door right now. Is your mind and soul worth forfeiting for it though? No, obviously not- you don’t intend to use such instruments of evil!

”I’m going to bed early” you tell the group, stomping off towards your tent before anyone can respond. You just need some sleep- that’ll help clear your head. You lay down and let yourself drift off into another dreamless slumber.

The next morning you wake up bright and early- Barret still sleeping soundly beside you. As you quietly get out of the tent, you realize the girls are still asleep too- one of them probably just having gotten off their watch- meaning you’ve got the first hour or two to yourself. A cursory glance shows that your trap seems to have worked- a small, white rabbit is caught inside it, hanging from a nearby sapling. You’ve never really cooked wild game before- Master usually handled that- but it doesn’t seem too difficult. Might be a chance to start learning another new skill!

Of course, you could wait until someone else is awake and let them handle that, and instead get some training done. You’ll need it now more than ever if you want to keep up with the party. Or maybe...maybe you need to vent a little anger- head out and find something to kill. There’s plenty of animals and monsters about if you look hard enough- it might even make you feel better.

>Skin the rabbit and try to cook it yourself
>Do some training (Anything specific?)
>Go exploring a little and look for something to kill
>Other (write in)

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>>4796676
>Wake up our bro Barrett
>Skin the rabbit and cook it together
>Tell him we're totally aware that our arm is missing and that we're not delusional, we just don't wanna be treated like a total cripple
then if there's time left
>Ask if he wants to help us train one-handed before the girls wake up

No need to waste time and possibly mess the rabbit up. We are at obvious disadvantage and don't have things worked out just yet. Let's cooperate and chill.

Maybe we should get rid of those behelits altogether, before they tempt us into doing something veery stupid.

Very nice rabbit drawing, HQM.

>>4796676
Man this is a bummer. I remember hearing about a dude I knew from work breaking his back in an accident, and when I went to see him later he had very similar self-doubts going on. Let's vent. we've got a right to.
>Go exploring a little and look for something to kill

>>4796711
support
there is a 100% chance someone is going to vote to use those things in the future.
Also, we need to get used to being one-armed until we get a mechanical one.

We should gather a lot of money, head to a big city cleric, buy a True Resurrection spell and kill ourselves, getting reanimated with all our body parts intact.

>>4796711
>>4796715
We can't just get rid of the behelits man. These fuckers are fated to go to someone, and I would rather we held onto them than risked them falling into someone else's hands. That sort of shit is exactly what happened with our girlfriend's kidnapping, last time we got rid of one.

>>4796718
You're right and I don't think we can just destroy them. A difficult situation all around.

>>4796717
Heads up (not closing the vote yet no worries), there are no forms of resurrection or bringing people back to life in this world.

The closest you can get are forms of undeath, but that is merely a body animated by magic without a soul. The only exception to this (at least that's currently known) are liches- who are made from wizards performing a complex ritual while they're alive that traps their soul in a phylactery so they can continue to live in undeath, but no one has ever brought a dead man back to life with their soul and mind in tact.

Healing magic can only stitch wounds back together, not regenerate body parts or bring back the dead- at least not currently.

>>4796715
I was also thinking we could attempt to learn some very basic magic (if possible). It doesn't require two hands or handling and would help Herald immensely.

>>4796718
>>4796722
I meant that we should bury them deep in the ground, drop in the ocean, or throw off a cliff in secluded place. Something like that just so we don't have it around. Human psyche is weak as fuck and I don't want Herald to literally lose his soul over a fucking arm.
Alternatively get a storage space where nobody will be able to access them. Ask priest, maybe he can help us with that?

>>4796717
It'd be funny if we could cheese it like that but I'm not sure if that's possible.

>>4796722
The best thing we can do about the behelits is keep them in our bag and collect as many as we can to keep them out of the hands of evildoers. My eventual goal is to see if we can break double-digits and cuck the God of Evil out of his soulless trinket-slaves.

>>4796732
speaking of magic how does that work here? QM may have explained it in the past but I don't remember, my guess is that it's something you are born with so we may be cucked out of that, if not then yeah we should totally learn magic to compensate.
>>4796734
gotta catch em all!

>>4796732
Bro these fuckers are fated. They're also metaphysical evil. If we ask a priest about a behelit, that's like asking a medieval priest if he can help you take care of a bloodsoaked pentagram you "found" in the woods where a virgin disappeared. Even if it's completely innocent, that's the kind of obscenity that gets you guilty by association, let alone if we ask a deity. These fuckers are dangerous, unimaginably dangerous, and Herald is the most dangerous fucker we know.
>I was also thinking we could attempt to learn some very basic magic (if possible). It doesn't require two hands or handling and would help Herald immensely.
ALSO FUCK THAT'S A BRILLIANT IDEA. WE NEED TO ASK JEANNE ABOUT THAT ASAP

>>4796727
Makes sense. That's probably the domain of the gods and whatnot.

>>4796739
I wonder how hard it would be to make our own magic...
Imagine just channelling all of our anger and chad conquering power into an eye laser or some shit.

>>4796743
Remember the flute-solo? I think Conquest points are Herald exerting his will over reality, through the lens of Conquest. If we learned even some basic magic our situation would be a lot better. Our INT is very low so we should be able to train it fairly fast, relative to our STR, and Jeanne is the type of person that would be happy to help.

>>4796738
>>4796727
I would also like to have a reminder on how magiks work here.

>>4796739
Nah man, it doesn't seem so bad. And we literally want to find a place to store these indestructible evils safely, where nobody will touch them. It's the only way.
That's why I mentioned the priest - find a religious order, tell them all about that fagshitery and lock the shit away under supervision.

>>4796748
Might not be a bad idea, but you remember the librarian? A centuries-old wizard, a stoic rock, flinched in terror and panicked when we mentioned it offhand. They're obscure for a reason. I wouldn't trust anyone but a high priest with one of these, and I'd hesitate to mention it with a god we didn't have a rapport with. I hope Castor is okay, wherever he is.

>>4796746
I believe 8-9 was the maximum strength a human could go from what QM said and the lower the stat the faster it would rise, since our intelligence is low we should get to about 4-5 soon if we focus on it. I just really want to make our own magic since not only is it a big dick thing to do but enemies will be unprepared.
>>4796748
A good way to get some type of inquisition on our ass but it may work.

>>4796746
If we pump that INT up, we might have easier time researching the hand.
It's all coming together desu.

>>4796752
I'm mainly coming off of the fact that we already have TWO of these obscure horrifying things.
>>4796761
So how bout we do some fishing and ask Aemis if the ocean could hide those things forever? Not beg him for help, but maybe he could show a place from where sea/ocean tides will take those things as far and as deep as possible, rendering them virtually inaccessible?
Fucking hell anons, we are about to go on a boat trip to Orclandia soon. Maybe we can kill two birds with one stone?

>>4796738
>>4796748
Right, I've only mentioned scattered bits of lore for magic throughout the world- that's my bad. Let me give a quick rundown of what's been mentioned thus far.

Anyone can learn magic, but it can take months or even years to learn a single spell- and that's only after you have a grasp on magic to begin with. As such, unless your born as an Elf, which is a sapient race blessed with extraordinary magical prowess and mana reserves, it's not something you can really stumble into accidentally. It could be self-taught if you were a genius with access to many texts, but most people learn magic either by being taught by a mage or by going to the Academy in the capitol.

If you know 'Advanced Magical Theory' like Jeanne learned in Thread 1 or 2 I believe, you can learn spells in a matter of days. Usually in order to learn a spell though, you need a text book about it or a scroll you can look at to work from. For the sake of being open, this is reserved for 'geniuses' like Jeanne, and potentially you as a Main Character. You'd still need to learn the fundamental concepts with Jeanne and then get tutored through Advanced Magical Theory, which would take a solid amount of time, but it can happen within the span of the quest. This is basically a lore barrier so all except the most powerful of wizards in setting can't just rapidly gain a huge artillery of spells so that they aren't impossible to defeat.

To give you an idea, Jeanne was in the Academy for 3 or 4 years, and in all that time, even after graduating, she only learned Fireball, Lesser Heal, Light, and Firebolt. She gained Hold after a few days of study once she picked up Advanced Magic Theory. Basically, collect scrolls or have a resource like the library in Rathalon to acquire more neat spells for her, or yourselves once you learn it.

Scrolls let anyone use a spell without knowing it OR using a spell slot, but they burn up and disappear after one use.

Minor Spells can be used as often as you'd like, Major Spells require using a Major Spell Slot. You have an amount of Major Spell Slots equal to half of your INT rounded down. All Major Spell Slots refill after you go to sleep for the day.

As for the exact lore of magic, I think that will be most fun to save until Jeanne starts teaching you about it or you go to read about it- but those are the mechanics of it.

Also worth noting, is minor spells are significantly easier to learn than major spells. Hypothetically you could learn a minor spell within a month or two without Advanced Magical Theory if you did a really good job learning and practicing.

>>4796780
>If we pump that INT up, we might have easier time researching the hand.
Ah shit that's right.
>I'm mainly coming off of the fact that we already have TWO of these obscure horrifying things.
That's what I'm talking about man. That's spooky as fuck for anyone that's remotely keyed into this shit man. Also we barely know Aemis and we're on good terms with him, yeah, but are we on, Yo, can you help us get rid of these behelits? terms? I don't know man and I don't want to risk our soul.

>>4796784
That makes sense. Makes a lot of sense. It sounds like something worth working toward but we'd be starting from nothing, like when we were a child that didn't know the sharp end of a sword from the handle. I think we should try, we owe it to ourselves, but we shouldn't push that on Jeanne. We don't want to limit her expansion of knowledge by demanding she teach us the basics.

>>4796784
then it seems like it will probably be a long term investment, how hard would it be to create our own spell?

In any way, I suggest we also learn some one-handed sword techniques like our jumping spin slash (which we can't use anymore)

>>4796796
I think it's probably akin to, if magic can be considered equivalent to mathematics and subvariants of magic to different mathematic forms, learning magic to the level we can cast is probably like learning calculus, and learning a new spell making a new mathematical proof. It's the sort of tricky that takes years to get down. But it is possible, in theory.

>>4796805
Inventing a new spell, I mean, learning a new spell's likely an order of magnitude easier.

>>4796796
Creating your own spell would require knowledge of Advanced Magical Theory, knowledge of what you want the spell to do, and then a significant amount of time- probably a few months in character- to do it. That's probably outside the scope of this quest unless you wanted to make a single spell you worked on throughout the duration until close to the end.

I could be talking out of my ass on that though. Depending on the scale of how things work, there may be timeskips in the future that could facilitate more creation of spells- but at the current pace we go day by day, it would take the majority of the quest's length methinks

There are also certain limits- like you wouldn't be able to make a resurrection spell most likely.

>>4796809
>magic takes work, and big dick magic takes a lifetime to achieve
This quest gets more based every post you make

>>4796796
>>4796805
With all that (>>4796784) in mind I think we should try to learn something very simple so we can use magic asap. Then we can think about more complex things, if we desire to study more magic.
But that is a matter to further discuss with Jeanne back in town before we set off on our trip. Maybe we can buy some books and use the free time to learn stuff in travel.

>>4796791
He's not helping just us, but everyone. That's the only reason why we even got him to cause a water shitstorm and kill hundreds of orcs before they reached the shore.
This time we just need the right info from him and the rest is on us.

>>4796817
The exception to this is through the Gods, as you learned from Gnon granting people Conquest Magic.

Though this is extremely uncommon. Even if you're favored by Gods it's usually not a thing they hand out, since that's tossing around celestial power. I would not rely on this unless you become a God's champion or really, REALLY impress Gnon.

>>4796805
>>4796808
>>4796809
in that case how about we just normally attack people and say that its a magic spell?
>>4796817
next thing you know we are going to be on thread 115 playing dad simulator as Herald.
>>4796822
I suggest we not push our new god right now. We can put the issue in the pocket for now.

>>4796824
Gnon seems based, in the distant, impartial and indiscriminately focused on his domain to the exclusion of all else, way. Can I ask you a question? Did Castor have any other mortal champions?

>>4796828
What if we didn't go full-tilt learning magic, and just tried to learn a spell to enchant our sword so that it was wreathed in flames, like was mentioned in thread #2 by that elf?

>>4796834
never suggested going full magic. We could just pay for an enchantment like that or just upgrade our sword but you know we could do something like that without magic. Maybe with some oil, we can create our flaming sword or possibly do it the 'How to train your dragon' 2 way with hiccups gas sword.
Or cover ourselves in oil and with Aemis help we can fly
>>4796824
Speaking of dragons, do they exist?

>>4796828
>our new god
YOU CAN'T JUST ABANDON CASTOR
But yeah, I'm just throwing ideas out there.

>>4796834
Honestly let's just learn mage hand.

>>4796834
Castor had no other champions- you were kind of his only worshipper.

Champion is a very big dick title- any given God can only have one living champion at a time, and most of them don't have champions right now. It takes a lot of trials and proving yourself worthy for the title, because as you all know power can easily corrupt, and if a mortal went around and started being a corrupt fuck and abusing Godly powers, it would not reflect well on the God sponsoring them, so it's usually seen as a sacred privilege given out rarely rather than something Gods need or want to have at all times.

Pick the right mortal who's been properly tested and shown they're worthy, and it can be a big reputation boost for the God, leading to them getting more worship etc. Gods are very transactional in this world- they want offerings and worship. While one might argue this makes them not inherently benevolent, it at least means they're predictable and reasonable- which most people agree is better than working mysteriously and with cryptic omens and signs.

As for enchantments, that's basically like buying pre-made magic. An enchanter puts a spell into the weapon for you and you can activate it at will without any training- though if it uses a Major Spell then it still drains your slots each time and uses your mana. For reference, think about the generic soldiers that grabbed those Fireball cannons and had their mana used to launch them at the Orc warships last thread.

Last round of answering questions for now, I think. Gonna leave this vote up a bit longer and then count them and update.

>>4796838
never forget Castor. Maybe he became a mortal again? We gotta help him somehow.

>>4796845
I say we don't "change" gods until it's clear what happened to him and we know what to do about the situation.
But mention him a lot so the spirit remains. We are gonna absolutely wreck all the goblins in our path and torch their filthy lairs.

>wake up Clarissa and ask her to teach you how to skin the rabbit

She is a hunter type after all

>Herald, this is your subconscious speaking. You didn't come this far to only come this far,l. you are the herald of CONQUEST, not the herald of quitting when things get tough. If you overcome this, just as you have overcome so many problems in the past it will only strengthen your resolve. Just like lifting weights you have to increase the load to feel a benefit, if It don't challenge ya it won't change ya! Things have gotten harder because you have reached a higher level, now get out there and kick ass one handed like the bad motherfucker you are!

>>4796676
>>4796711
+1 this.

And don't worry, Herald--all of the coolest warriors fight with one arm! Someday we'll be able to do the whole 'Heh, I only need one arm to beat you' thing!

>>4796711
>>4796713
>>4796715
>>4796868
>>4796876
Wake up Barret, ask for help cooking, talk about arm worries, maybe do some training.

Roll me a 1d20+3 (+3 for WIS) for cooking the rabbit. You need at least a 10 to succeed since it's pretty simple. Taking the best of two rolls because Barret is helping.

>>4796837
There are old legends about dragons, but it's one of those things nobody has seen in hundreds of years and don't really believe in- but maybe could've been true?

There are wyverns- which are like little dragon-like creatures that are rumored to be descendants of the ancient and powerful dragons, but no proper dragons.

If the roll comes fast enough I'll try to crank out the update, but otherwise it'll come after recording.

Rolled 15 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>4797004

Rolled 18 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>4797004
Let's STEW it!

How about a lucky rabbit's foot for each member of the party?

>>4797263
now that sounds interesting.

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You realize you’ll probably want someone’s help trying to cook something for the first time- and all the better if it’s someone you can also open up to a little. Jeanne and Clarissa are great and all, but you think Barret might empathize with your plight a little more. You open the flap of your tent and utter a ‘psst’ to get his attention.

”Huh, what?” he asks groggily, rubbing his eyes as he sits up in his cot. ”Oh, it’s you boss man. The others already up? What time is it?”

”Probably around six in the morning” you tell him, but quickly put your hand up after you see him start to lie down again. ”Wait! I need you, man. I mean uh, need some help cooking this rabbit I caught. I’ll share it?” you offer.

Your doofy-haired friend capitulates, still in his pajamas as he steps out of the tent with you, shielding his eyes from the sun. Come to think of it, you’re probably the only one amongst your peers who sleeps in their armor.

”I’m not much of a cook myself, but I could help you make a stew” he offers, pulling a small cauldron out from his bag of holding and propping it just above the stone circle your group set up for a fire last night. You help him get some kindling, as well as skin the rabbit and store the fur in your bag.

You and Barret both contribute a little from your waterskins to fill the pot, banking on there being a river or well in the near future where you can stock back up. You borrow a knife from your companion and follow his instructions as you carve off the meat and plop it into the cauldron while he lights the fire.

He pulls a wooden ladle out from his bag as well- damn, your companions came prepared- and hands it to you so you can stir. The process will supposedly take two hours, so it won’t be done until around the time Jeanne and Clarissa get up- which gives you a little time to chat with your pal.

”You know, I’m aware that my arm is missing. I’m not delusional. I just...don’t want to be treated like a total cripple, okay?” you start, taking a deep breath. ”I understand and appreciate you guys trying to help me out, but I’m just as capable and strong as ever! I just need a little time to get used to my new body. So, you can let me do things like help keep watch or participate in setting up the campsite, alright?”

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Barret looks to the ground in embarrassment for a moment before facing you once more. ”I...I’m sorry, boss man. You’ve just helped us out a lot so we wanted to help you- but I can see that it’s just messing with your head. We don’t think you’re useless, honest! We’re just being...a little more careful than usual. I mean shit, you went and got in a fight without us and almost died! We’re scared, man” he explains.

”But you’re right- you’re still the same old Herald. I’ll try and convince the girls to ease off a bit and treat you the same as usual- they’re the ones who are really upset about your whole situation. Especially Clarissa- man you should’ve seen how freaked she was when we first heard about what happened to you” he says, grabbing the ladle from your hand and lazily stirring as he speaks.

You nod in response without saying another word. It seems your buddy here understands you, and to an extent you can see where he and the gals are coming from as well. Perhaps you’ll need to talk with Clarissa and Jeanne yourself at some point, but for now the two of you continue making the stew, only occasionally muttering a small quip or observation here and there.

After around two hours, the broth looks good and the meat is cooked enough for you to say it’s finished. Doing a little taste test, you’re surprised that it actually came out alright. Could use some spices, sure, and maybe a few vegetables, but it’s definitely serviceable!

*SKILL ACQUIRED! (Cooking: 1)*

Before you get the chance to ask Barret to train with you however, Jeanne and Clarissa emerge from their tent, the latter letting out a loud yawn as they approach the fire, fully dressed in their gear unlike poor Barret.

”Something smells good- you boys sharing?” Clarissa asks, rubbing her eyes. ”Wait, did you cook this Herald?”

You shrug. ”Barret helped me out. Come on, take a seat” you offer. Jeanne pulls out bowls and spoons for everyone as you serve breakfast and munch on your stew, happy to save everyone a ration.

Once breakfast is done, what will you do?

>Confront Jeanne and Clarissa about how you want to be treated
>Ask Barret to train with you a bit
>Get moving- you’ve got a quest to complete
>Other (write in)

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Sorry for the delay, recording went a little long. Regardless of choice I’ll try to work in the rabbit paw idea next post too, I thought it was cute and clever

>>4797369
>Ask Barret to train with you a bit
Pamp dat one-handed.

I think it's better if Barret tells them to chill out on his own. No need to turn this in a support group meeting.

>cute and clever
That's me baby!

>Train with Barrett

Also, I have the sneaking suspicion Clarissa wants the D...

>Clarissa wants the D
dude she's literally a rape victim

>>4797369
>Ask Barret to train with you a bit

MORNING TRAINIIIIIING

>>4797403
I would say consider the fact that she values you as a dear friend for comforting and spending time with her and helping with her issues rather than wanting to sex you.

>>4797369
>>Ask Barret to train with you a bit

Sorry guys, was gonna get one more out for 4 updates today but responsibilities and distractions kept me pretty busy, so I think I'll call it for the night here.

As a heads up, I got lots of schoolwork stuff tomorrow, so updates will be sparse or non-existent. Should be back on Monday regardless though, at least for a couple updates before a tabletop session.

As always, thanks for reading and playing A Herald's Journey!

>>4797583
Based Herald QM, telling it like it is. Most based QM on this board imo.

>>4797369
>Confront Jeanne and Clarissa about how you want to be treated

>>4797583
No sweat, man--thanks for running and keeping us in the loop!

>>4797583
Thank you for running, Herald QM!

>>4797393
>>4797403
>>4797442
>>4797529
>>4797750
Ask Barret to train with you a bit

Writing! Forgive me if I'm slow, brain fried from getting crap done

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You stay quiet for most of breakfast, only responding when spoken to and looking down at your bowl for the most part. Despite your exchange with Barret a moment ago, you still can’t help but feel embarrassed about your performance yesterday and the fact that the girls are treating you differently.

Once you’re finished, you nudge your doofy-haired companion on the arm before looking towards Clarissa and Jeanne. ”Barret and I are gonna get some early morning training done. You two know the drill- the same basics as always. There’s no way to do pull-ups, but focus on your aim” you tell them as you get up, Barret following suit.

”And what are we supposed to aim at?” Clarissa asks.

You answer with a shrug. ”Figure it out? We’ll be back in an hour.”

You walk off with Barret towards a clearing not too far away, but with the camp just out of sight. Your companion seems a little confused by this turn of events. ”You know I’m always down for training, boss man, but why did you take me so far away from camp?”

You wave your hand dismissively. As if you’re about to admit you’re worried about your disability affecting your performance after you just had a conversation with him about how you don’t need to be treated differently. ”Figured we could get a little fresh air” you lie, picking up a large stick and tossing it to Barret before grabbing another. They’re not exactly as efficient or shaped properly like training weapons, but using sticks is better than actually hacking each other to pieces.

Training in some ways both alleviates and increases the worries you have about your new handicap. On one hand, you find you’re still able to beat Barret, even when he gives it his all. On the other hand, you have to work extra hard to compensate for only having one arm. Even worse, the gap between the two of you is closing- you’re still better, but not by nearly as much. You’re not sure how much of that is a result of Barret’s own growth and how much is due to you losing an arm, but you can’t help assuming the latter.

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Eventually you finish up your morning training and meet with the girls again back at the campsite. Based on how much they’re sweating, you can tell that they at least didn’t skimp out on training while you were away.

It doesn’t take much time for the four of you to pack up your things and get back on the road. Not long after you start moving, Jeanne approaches you. ”Hey Herald, I wanted to check in with you real quick. There’s a little hamlet only a few hours away from where this tomb is- Fulton, I think it’s called. Do you want us to stop there for supplies and whatnot, or should we just head straight to the tomb?”

You ponder the question for a moment. Are there any supplies you need in town? Alternatively, is there anything the villagers might know about where you’re going? It could be worth a visit, but it’d also likely add another day to your travels- and you’re still on somewhat of a time limit to escort Grug back to Krosh’tar.

>Head straight to the tomb
>Stop by Fulton first

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Image is not literal, just a representation of making a choice here. There is not actually a paved road to the ancient, recently discovered tomb lol

>>4798870
>>Stop by Fulton first

>>4798870
>Stop by Fulton first

Knowledge is POWER

>stop by Fulton

We may learn something that will save a lot of time further down the line

>>4798870
>>Stop by Fulton first

>>4798870
>Head straight to the tomb

>>4798878
>>4798925
>>4798940
>>4798946
>>4798969
Stop by Fulton first

Writing! Going out soon, so if the post takes a while to come out, then it's because I didn't finish before I had to go

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”Let’s stop by Fulton. Someone there might be able to tell us more about this tomb” you answer. Jeanne simply nods and steps back away towards Clarissa. Her approaching you, however, reminded you of something you meant to do before you packed up camp.

Reaching into your bag of holding, you produce one of the rabbit feet you sawed off of your prey’s body earlier. ”Hey Barret!” you call out, tossing the object to the fighter.

He catches it, looking confused for a moment before flashing you a grin. ”Ahh, so that’s why you cut those off earlier. Thanks, boss man!”

You repeat the action, tossing a foot to Clarissa and another to Jeanne as well, who both seem surprised by the gesture. ”They’re supposed to bring good luck, right?” the latter asks, looking skeptical. It seems she realizes what she’s doing however, and quickly forces out a smile instead. ”Err, I mean this should be helpful! Thanks Herald, really.”

Clarissa looks like she just had an idea, and reaches into her bag for something, fiddling with the paw. You look away from your companions, staring at the scenery to your side. ”No big deal, just thought we could all do with a little more luck.”

An indeterminate amount of time passes, your friends muttering and chatting about something or other as you get lost in thought. Your thinking, however, is interrupted by Clarissa approaching you. ”Hey, give me your foot” she asks. This causes you to raise an eyebrow before she elaborates. ”I mean your rabbit’s foot! Rabbits have four feet, and you gave each of us one, so you’ve got one for yourself, right?” she asks.

You notice that she has the foot you gave her tied around her neck like an amulet, clinking against her bronze dog tag. A cursory glance shows that Barret and Jeanne are the same. Giving her a smile unfortunately hidden by your helmet, you reach into your bag and produce the one you kept for yourself. ”Thanks, I appreciate it.”

She takes the needle and thread in her hand and begins looping it through the foot carefully to create a necklace, not lifting her eyes from the project as she speaks. ”I’m glad you’re okay, by the way. I know things have been pretty hectic lately, but I just wanted you to know that” she says, finishing up her little project before placing it around your neck. ”Keep that close so you don’t go losing any more limbs, alright?”

You chuckle. ”Sure thing.”

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Thanks to Clarissa’s intervention, you feel a bit better and decide to join in the small talk with your companions as you travel over the next few hours, talking about whatever comes to mind. Jeanne and Barret tell you about the capitol- the enormous city at the center of the country where the king lives. Apparently it’s a giant metropolis separated into different districts. Jeanne lived close to the center with her father, where the nobles and wealthiest merchants have their manors just outside the castle. Barret, on the other hand, lived on the outer edges just inside the walls, where the farmers and the poorer townsfolk found themselves. Apparently, she used to sneak out to meet him at a little fountain halfway between their homes- cute.

You also learn that, unlike Jeanne who has five older siblings, Barret’s actually an only child. He tells you how he almost didn’t become an adventurer because he was worried about taking care of his family, but his parents insisted he pursue his dreams and head out with Jeanne.

Clarissa is understandably tight-lipped about her past- probably not wanting to dredge up bad memories. She does mention that her father was a lumberjack and her mother a tailor. You also learn that she’s actually from a small village in the eastern region and came down to the southern region since it was supposed to be a ‘safer area’ for adventurers. She figured it’d be a good place to climb the ranks a little before heading back home.

You, however, don’t say a word about your past. You’ve managed to distract yourself and get in a good mood again- no need to risk letting too many emotions out and shutting down or having a meltdown in front of your pals. Any attempts your friends make at learning more about you are skillfully deflected. Jeanne and Barret don’t seem to mind or notice, but Clarissa definitely catches on to what you’re doing- though she doesn’t say anything.

After a few hours you see some buildings start to pop into view- a small hamlet surrounded by a wooden palisade. A ‘guard’ in plainclothes with a shoddy looking spear holds a hand out to stop your group before you come in however, coughing into the cloth wrapped around his mouth.

”Halt!” he calls out in a raspy voice. ”A plague has befallen our little town. I’m sorry, but you should leave. I won’t stop you, but it’s gotten many of our own bedridden. Please, for your own safety” he states. Oh shit, you’ve got a blessing that’ll take care of this!

...a shame it doesn’t apply to your pals.

>Head in alone. They can set up camp outside the walls.
>You’ll all go in. You’re sure they’ll be fine!
>Probably best to give up and all stay outside for the night
>Talk to someone (Who? About what?)
>Other (write in)

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>>4799190
>Head in alone. They can set up camp outside the walls.

>>4799190
>>Head in alone. They can set up camp outside the walls.
>Ask if they want anything while we look around.

>>4799329
+1

>>4799313
>>4799329
>>4799338
Head in alone. Ask if they want anything

Writing! Probably the last update for the night

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”You don’t need to be concerned about me” you inform the man, ”for I carry the blessing of Aemis, God of the Sea and Storms. My body is hardened against all forms of disease” you say proudly, before awkwardly turning around to face your companions. ”You three on the other hand...I’m sorry, but you’ll have to camp outside the walls.”

Clarissa scoffs. ”Yeah, as if we’re letting you out of our sights again. No, we’ll all go in together” she insists, but Jeanne puts a hand on her shoulder.

”We can’t afford to get sick before our rescue mission. If Herald can go in without any trouble, then he should try and get some information or supplies for us” Jeanne chimes in.

Clarissa does not look happy about this situation, but eventually gives in, turning away from you. Barret offers a thumbs up. ”I’ll start getting the camp ready, boss man. Good luck!”

You head through the entrance and into the humble hamlet proper. It really is a rather small village- a few rows of houses scattered throughout the area, with a large stone circle for bonfires and a well to fetch water in the center of town. The village feels mostly empty, likely due to the majority of its residents at work in the quarry or in bed resting up from their illness. You see an occasional person leaning against a building, coughing up a storm or vomiting, but by and large you’re basically alone out here.

Aside from the quarry, the only other places of note are a humble looking inn, a small chapel, and a dinky looking general store. You also notice a stone building that seems to have recently had a sign torn off the top- perhaps the place the apothecary you met in the merchant square used to work?

>Head to the quarry. There’s bound to be people working there that could help you out.
>Inns are always a good source of information- and it’ll help to get where you’re sleeping tonight figured out.
>The Gods have been pretty helpful thus far. Maybe you can talk to the priest inside or beseech a God?
>Stop by the general store. You might need to pick up some supplies (Looking for anything in particular or just browsing around?)
>Other (write in)

>>4799439
>>Stop by the general store. You might need to pick up some supplies (Looking for anything in particular or just browsing around?)
Sell that fucking wolf leather, and Top off our rations to 10.

>>4799439
>Stop by the general store. You might need to pick up some supplies (Looking for anything in particular or just browsing around?)

Maybe some camping supplies for our poor pals outside? Also we can probably get a feel for the situation by talking to the General Store owner...

>>4799487
+1

Can quiz the shopkeeper then head to the inn afterwards if he can't give us much info.

It may be appreciated by our team if, once we are done, we go camp outside with them. Solidarity goes a long way

>>4799490
>>4800138
But what if we unluckily carry the plague outside straight to them on our person? Herald should still keep his distance from others as much as possible

>>4799439
>Stop by the general store. You might need to pick up some supplies (Looking for anything in particular or just browsing around?)
Sell wolf leathers
Rations to 10
Camping supplies
Talk to shopkeep for rundown on situation here plus the tomb stuff, since the tomb raider guy must have stopped by here for supplies beforehand and shopkeep should remember him since it was recent

>>4799487
>>4799490
>>4800138
>>4800504
>>4800505
Stop by store, sell wolf leathers, get rations to 10, ask for some info.

Writing!

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You enter the dinky general store, a much more humble place than Rathalon’s or even Talmuth’s. It seems to be manned by a human woman with a cloth tied around her face like the man outside. ”Hel-” she stops midway through her greeting to cough. ”Hello. Is there anything I can help you with?”

Her voice sounds weak and she doesn’t look too good, but at least she isn’t as far gone as the people vomiting their guts out. ”Yes actually. First and foremost, I was hoping to sell these and purchase six rations” you say, pulling out the wolf leathers one by one onto the counter.

She leans over and takes a look at them for a moment before returning her attention to you. ”I can give you seven gold a piece for them. The rations are one gold each, so you can just give me sixty four gold and we’ll call it square?” she asks.

>Yes, this is satisfactory
>Actually, nevermind

Regardless of your purchasing decision, you decide to try and get a little info from her. ”Have you heard anything about an explorer that came through here? I’m actually on a rescue mission to grab them from the tomb that was discovered a few hours travel from here. I was wondering if you’d heard anything about this tomb, or if you know anything about the man I’m looking for” you ask.

”Ah, I think I remember them coming through here around a week or so ago- maybe a little longer than that” she says, stopping to cough again, ”before this damn plague came about. He needed some rations and camping equipment I think. He was really excited about checking it out, but he was a rather small, skinny man- the kind that you’d think would blow away with a strong enough wind. All dressed up in those fancy clothes with that funny hat” she recalls.

”Did he tell you anything about the tomb?” you ask.

She puts a hand to her chin in thought. ”He mentioned something about it belonging to some old wizard I think. Told me that there could be ancient artifacts or pieces of knowledge about magic from the old world. He did say he was a little worried about traps though- so I convinced him to buy a ten foot pole” she chuckles.

Sounds like you should keep an eye out, just to be safe. Unlike stupid goblins, you have a feeling an intelligent wizard might be a little more competent with their security.

>”Thanks for the help, I sincerely appreciate it” (Leave. Where do you go?)
>”What wares would you recommend?”
>”Do you have…” (Specify)
>Other (write in)

>>4800718
Yes, give me 64 gold pieces and the 6 rations for the wolf leathers.

>”What wares would you recommend?”
A list of what you sell would be helpful.

>>4800718
>Actually, nevermind
I still want those cloaks, man!
Don't sabotage the dreams like that :c
>”What wares do you offer?”
>"What's up with that building with torn-off sign?"

>>4799190
(Jeanne) came down to the southern region since it was supposed to be a ‘safer area’ for adventurers. She figured it’d be a good place to climb the ranks a little before heading back home.
Damn, this hurt to read. We must kill more of those green-skinned, braindead monsters.

>>4800718
Am I confused or is the shopkeeper? Why would we give her wolf skins AND sixty four gold for some rations?

Is her illness effecting her mind? ...or was it a typo?

>>4800833
No, Clarissa came down to the southern region- Jeanne is from the capitol which is sort of like washington DC(?). It's technically in the bottom part of the Northern Region, but it's kind of treated as its own area and has a little bit of space at the tip of each region.

>>4800865
Yes that was a typo shit, sorry- she would give you sixty-four gold pieces, not the other way around lol.

I'll leave the vote up a bit longer since I flubbed up so you guys have time to decide.

>>4800875
Ah shit. I know, just got their names mixed-up. I just meant the fact that Clarissa got to southern region to have a safe start then return home and we all know how it ended for her because of those green midget fucks. That backstory genuinely caught me off-guard.

>>4800718
>Actually nevermind
Just buy the rations and keep the wolf skins

>”What wares would you recommend?”

>>4800718
>>”What wares would you recommend?”

>>4800812
>>4800833
>>4801006
>>4801007
Nevermind on the purchase, just get the rations. Show me what you got tho

Writing!

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You decide to hold off on selling the wolf leathers for now, but still end up buying the extra rations. It never hurts to be prepared!

*Gold: 161*

”By the way, what wares would you recommend? I’m curious to see what you sell” you ask. After all, Jeanne did say it would be good for you to grab some supplies for the group.

The woman thinks it over for a moment. ”These are what travellers typically purchase, though if there’s anything else you’re looking for, I might have it in the back…”

Fulton General Store prices:
Rations (1 days worth) - 1gp a pop
Crowbar - 2gp
Tinderbox - 1gp
Pack of chalk - 1gp
Lantern - 20gp (requires flask of oil, each flask keeps it lit for 1 hour)
Flask of oil - 1gp a pop
Ten foot pole - 5gp
Climbing Kit - 25gp
Rope (50 ft. hempen) - 5gp
Tent for two - 10gp
Sleeping roll - 2gp
Fishing rod - 2gp
Bait x10 - 1gp

>Make purchases (What?)
>Haggle (On what? For what prices?)
>”Do you have…” (Specify)
>”Actually, I’m alright” (Leave. To Where?)
>Other (write in)

Inventory can be found here: https://pastebin.com/d4Z5Dbm7

>>4801020
Pack of chalk - 1gp
Climbing Kit - 25gp
Fishing rod - 2gp
Bait x10 - 1gp

>Haggle (On what? For what prices?)
Climbing Kit
Half-off

"I have one-good arm. Do you think I could get this HALF off?

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>>4801020
>”Do you have…” (Specify)
Any books or documents that would help us design/build/enchant a prosthetic arm

You forced my hand, HQM.

>>4801036
+1 but also buy a crowbar, we may need one if we have to release this guy from a trap

>>4801061
Gee Jimmy, TWO crowbars?

>>4801064
>>4801061
Though we might actually need four, depending on where and if he's stuck.

>>4801036
>>4801040
>>4801061
>>4801064
Alright, roll me 1d20+8 (+6 for CHA, +2 for Haggling) to get the climbing kit down to 12 gold. DC is 17. Also, respond real quick if you want to purchase a second crowbar or not since I wasn't too sure.

>Y
>N

I'll check back in 20 minutes!

I'll also throw in the question about the book

Rolled 14 + 8 (1d20 + 8)

>>4801197
Y

Rolled 14 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>4801197
>Y

>>4801197
>N
Sorry I forgot we had one! Then again, don't want to run out of crowbars...

>>4801216
whew im retarded

>>4801207
>>4801216
>>4801218
Y

Writing!

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”Let’s see...I’ll take a fishing rod, some bait, a crowbar, a pack of chalk, and a climbing kit. Oh, and I’d like half off on the climbing kit, too” you tell the shopkeep.

”Half-off?” she asks, ”And why should I give you that?”

”Come on, I’ve only got one good arm. Shouldn’t it be HALF off, considering that?” you ask with a smug grin.

There’s a pause for a moment before you hear a quiet chuckle come from the lady that soon turns into a coughing fit. ”Alright, alright. For your good sense of humor, I’ll play along. That’ll be seventeen gold” she says, holding out her hand.

*Success*

You reach into your pouch and produce the payment, dropping it into her open palm as you stick the items in your bag of holding.

*Gold: 144*

With your provisions purchased, you say a curt ‘goodbye’ to the shopkeep before heading back outside. The sun has already set and it’s getting pretty late, but you could still do a little exploring or stay at the inn for the night if you wanted. On the other hand, you could also join your friends at their campsite outside too.

>Head to the inn
>Check out the quarry
>Visit the chapel
>Go see your buddies
>Other (write in)

>>4801273
>Check out the quarry
>use our Goblin Sense
>Remember
>Feel sad

>>4801273
What about the book...

>>4801367
Shit I'm really sorry, been all over the place today. Give me a second and I'll redo the post.

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”Let’s see...I’ll take a fishing rod, some bait, a crowbar, a pack of chalk, and a climbing kit. Oh, and I’d like half off on the climbing kit, too” you tell the shopkeep.

”Half-off?” she asks, ”And why should I give you that?”

”Come on, I’ve only got one good arm. Shouldn’t it be HALF off, considering that?” you ask with a smug grin.

There’s a pause for a moment before you hear a quiet chuckle come from the lady that soon turns into a coughing fit. ”Alright, alright. For your good sense of humor, I’ll play along. That’ll be seventeen gold” she says, holding out her hand.

*Success*

You reach into your pouch and produce the payment, dropping it into her open palm as you stick the items in your bag of holding.

*Gold: 144*

”By the way, while I’ve got you here...would you happen to have any books or texts about prosthetics? Or even anything about anatomy for that matter?”

The shopkeep looks confused by your question. ”Prosthetics…? No, I don’t think anyone here knows much about that. If you’re interested in anatomy though, the innkeeper might be able to help you. I think his daughter was thinking about becoming a doctor- Gods know we could use one. They might have a book you could borrow on anatomy” she explains.

You nod your head. ”I see, thanks for the help.”

With your provisions purchased, you say a curt ‘goodbye’ to the shopkeep before heading back outside. The sun has already set and it’s getting pretty late, but you could still do a little exploring or stay at the inn for the night if you wanted. It might not hurt to meet a future doctor- assuming that she, you know, survives this whole ‘plague’ ordeal. On the other hand, you could also join your friends at their campsite outside too.

>Head to the inn
>Check out the quarry
>Visit the chapel
>Go see your buddies
>Other (write in)

Redo of last post. Apologies!

>>4801389
>>Head to the inn

>>4801389
>Go see your buddies
>Give crowbar #1 to Barret
>Give crowbar #2 to Clarissa
We can't use those things properly in our current state (imagine using crowbar with just one hand), this way we can actually benefit from our... investments.

We can see the innkeep's daughter tomorrow morning, it's late and sleeping at inn is a big cunt move to our team. And hella inconsiderate since they don't expect us to stay here for the night and have no way to check what's going on.

>>4801389
>Check out the quarry
>use our Goblin Sense
>Remember
>Feel sad

Sorry lads, only just now finished my tabletop today and I'm wiped, so I think I'll call it here. Apologies we didn't make too much progress.

I'll check back in after work tomorrow, and if the tie isn't broken then I'll roll on it. As always, thanks for reading and playing A Herald's Journey!

>>4801419
Support

>>4801404
+1 I want to see what the innkeepers daughter has to say about our arm situation

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>4801404
>>4801419
>>4801496
>>4802073
>>4802422
1: Go to the inn
2: Back to your friends + distribute crowbars

Will get to writing results soon!

Good news bad news. Good news, I'm not at work so I can get an update out now and maybe a bit more throughout the day. Bad news is I'm not at work because I've got some stomach issues and feel pretty sick so I called in, so depending on how that goes throughout the day there may not be many updates or it may take longer to get them out etc.

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Although you grabbed some provisions and learned a little about the explorer that you’re trying to rescue, you still could do with some more information. Besides, if what the shopkeep said is true, you may even be able to start reading up on how to go about this whole ‘super prosthetic’ thing. First and foremost, you’ll at least need a firm grasp on anatomy to figure out how to design the thing to work somewhat like an actual arm. After that, you’ll just need to get a basic understanding of how the enchantments may need to be designed and what materials would work well for building the thing, and you could get a machinist and enchanter to do the rest of the heavy lifting.

You decide to enter into the little stone building on the far side of town, with a decently painted sign reading ‘Halwark Inn’ at the top- probably the fanciest thing in this whole hamlet. Upon entering however, you are met with a surprising amount of silence for this time of night. Well, perhaps not necessarily surprising- there is a plague going on right now and this is a small village without an Adventurer’s Guild hall.

There are only two other patrons hanging around. One wearing a cloak and spinning a knife around in their fingers, leaning against the wall in the corner, and another seemingly passed out drunk at one of the tables, still lazily holding a pint.

Behind the counter is a plump, human man that looks to be around forty or so, who offers a friendly wave as you enter. ”Welcome to my inn, traveller! I’d say you should wear one of these dressings for your safety, but it seems your helmet should do a good job of protecting you” he says, pointing to the cloth around his face. For what it’s worth, he seems to be one of the only people in the village who aren’t sick yet.

”Thanks” you respond, taking a look around and thinking about what you want to do first.

>Order a drink(s) (1gp per. How many?)
>Get a room for the night (5gp)
>Ask the innkeeper if you can speak with his daughter
>See what someone knows about this explorer (Who?)
>Figure out what the cloaked figure’s deal is
>Try and wake up the passed out guy
>Other (write in)

>>4801419
>sleeping at inn is a big cunt move to our team. And hella inconsiderate since they don't expect us to stay here for the night and have no way to check what's going on.
This right here, guys

>>4802987
>Order a drink
Let's give the man some business during the plague. Just make sure the cup is clean (ik we're immune, but still).
>Ask the innkeeper if you can speak with his daughter
If we can talk to her just ask whether she can give us any tips (on what books/texts to read, etc.) and if she could sell any book/s to us.

After that let's really return and distribute.

>>4802987
>Order a drink
>Ask to speak to the innkeepers daughter

I'm intrigued by the knife guy in the corner. We should definitely make sure we speak to him before we go, seems like a badass

>>4802987
>Order a drink and ask the innkeeper if he knows anything about the explorer
We could give him a gp if the info is good to help his business then behave as if you suddenly remembered something and proceed to
>Ask the innkeeper if you can talk with his daughter about your recent one armed condition

>>4803323
Also make sure you return to your buddies fast after this

>>4802987
>>Order a drink(s) (1gp per. How many?)
1
>Ask the innkeeper if you can speak with his daughter

>>4803064
>>4803095
>>4803123
>>4803323
>>4803326
>>4803430
Order a drink, inquire about the explorer, ask to see his daughter

Writing!

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”Actually, I’ll have a pint” you say, continuing towards the innkeep and taking a seat at the bar. He nods and grabs a glass, pouring you a beer from the tap before sliding it over. You nod in kind, taking a gold coin out of your pouch and flicking it into his hands.

You give yourself a moment to take a swig from your drink first before asking your question. ”So, this explorer guy that came around here- you know anything about him?” you ask, setting the glass back down on the counter.

”Ah, that scrawny little guy? He was going on and on about magic and cultural artifacts or something- I mostly just smiled and nodded” he admits. ”Why do you ask? Friend of his?”

You shake your head, grabbing your dog tag and holding it up. ”Rescuer, actually. He should've been back in Rathalon days ago” you explain.

”Oh...well I hope he’s alright! If there’s anything else I can do to help, please let me know.”

”Well… could I speak to your daughter?”

The innkeep seems confused by your question. ”Wait, what?”

”Your daughter. The woman who runs the general store said she’s a doctor- I was hoping to ask her about something.”

The man exhales loudly. ”No, she can’t fix whatever’s going around. She’s been doing her best to prevent people from getting sick- had us all start wearing these” he says, pointing to the cloth around his face, ”but if you’re already sick then she can’t help you, I’m afraid.”

You shake your head. ”No no, I’m all good on that- blessed by Aemis and whatnot.” you casually mention, which causes the man’s jaw to drop for a moment. ”I’m actually more concerned about this” you say, gesturing to your missing arm.

The older gentleman raises an eyebrow. ”I’m sorry, but I don’t think she can fix that…” he says, looking at you with eyes full of pity. God, just seeing that expression makes you want to throw your glass against the wall, but you swallow your frustrations and persist regardless.

”I’m aware of that- I’m actually working on a prosthetic. I was hoping to see if she had any advice or medical texts that could help me out” you explain.

His eyes light up in recognition. ”Ahh, now that, she might be able to help with. Give me a moment, I’ll go upstairs and give her a rundown on your situation” he says, excusing himself from the bar before heading up the stairs towards the back. Normally you’d be surprised to see this, but considering how empty this place is...it’s probably not a big deal.

The figure in the corner’s gaze drifts towards the bar with greed in their eyes for a moment, but they eventually shake their head, muttering something to themselves you can’t hear before going back to fiddling with their knife.

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Eventually the man comes lumbering down the stairs with a girl a little bit younger than you in tow- probably eighteen or nineteen. She seems to be carrying a leather bound tome under her arm as she moves to a spot across from you.

”So I heard you’re interested in some medical texts? Based on what father told me, I assume you’re looking for something about anatomy, right?” she asks, getting straight to the point.

”Yeah, that’s right” you answer, plain and simple.

She places the book on the counter, the title reading ‘Upper Limb Anatomy’. ”I know the contents of this enough that I don’t mind parting with it, but it’s going to cost you I’m afraid” she explains. ”These texts are expensive, and the inn’s having some trouble with the plague going around. It’s a hundred gold if you really want it.”

You nearly spit out the drink you’d been taking while she spoke, barely containing the liquid as you set the glass down and cover your mouth. ”A hundred gold?!” you ask in a bewildered tone. Sure you technically have the money for it, but that seems pretty fucking expensive for a book! ”Alright, how about ninety-”

”No” she answers. ”Sorry to be rude, but I’m not willing to haggle.”

You let out a sigh. ”Is there really no other arrangement that we could make?”

She thinks on the question, but only for a moment. ”Father said you’re heading up to the ruins to go find that explorer, right? I remember him saying something about ancient artifacts or magical things. Those can sell for a fortune. If you bring me back one of those, I’ll trade you the book free of charge” she says.

Well, that would save you some time and money, and it would probably take some time to find a buyer for a weird artifact or magic item anyways, assuming you couldn’t make use of it. Still, cost wise you’re not sure how effective this deal is- at least not until you see one of these supposed artifacts firsthand.

>”Alright, I’ll pay up” (100gp)
>”You’ve got yourself a deal” (Agree to the artifact trade)
>”Sorry, but this is too rich for my blood” (No deal)
>Other (write in)

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>>4803628
>”Alright, I’ll pay up” (100gp)
>Other (write in)
Go talk with the passed out guy.

>alright I'll pay up

100 gold is a lot but it is just a number, the book however is important to having two arms again!

Also we are taking a detour from our tomb mission, which is a detour from our "don't go to war with the orcs" mission... I think if we have to come via here on the way back too it will be costing us waaaay too much time.

Plus if we find an artifact I'm sure we can put it to good use, maybe even with our prosthetic, if not we can think about selling it

>>4803628
>”Alright, I’ll pay up” (100gp)
She said artifacts could be worth a fortune, so it's worth to pay up now and keep potential treasure to ourselves. Besides, we might have trouble finding anatomy books for better price based on what she said.
>Go see your buddies
>Give crowbar #1 to Barret
>Give crowbar #2 to Clarissa

>>4803628
>>”Alright, I’ll pay up” (100gp)
>Go see Buddies

>>4803742
+1

>>4803729
>>4803736
>>4803742
>>4804125
>>4804300
Buy the book, see your friends, distribute crowbars.

Writing! Sorry for the wait, been sick + ended up trying out my new tablet for a bit

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You sigh. It’s clear your silver tongue isn’t going to work here, and you don’t want to fork over potentially valuable artifacts or magic items, or waste more time coming back here to even MAKE said trade. ”Alright, I’ll pay up” you capitulate.

A satisfied smile adorning her face, you hand the innkeeper’s daughter a hundred gold pieces, which takes a little time to sort with only one arm. In return, she gently pushes the book over to you along the counter. ”Pleasure doing business with you. I mean it, this’ll be a huge help for my father and I” she says, letting up her previously stern tone and expression. It seems like she really was just trying to get the best deal for her family rather than be a ruthless business woman, which you can respect.

*Gold: 43*

Unfortunately, it’s starting to get pretty late, and you’d feel like a HUGE dick if you just left your teammates to camp outside while you stayed in a warm, comfy bed. Making your way back outside the city’s wooden walls, you see a campfire not too far away and make haste towards it.

Sure enough, Jeanne, Barret, and Clarissa are sitting around the fire, their tents already set up. They seem pleasantly surprised to see you, almost as if they didn’t expect you to return. ”You’re sleeping with us tonight then?” Jeanne asks. ”I thought you would’ve stayed somewhere in Fulton. The sleeping rolls aren’t comfortable, you know” she teases.

You chuckle. ”And leave you guys out here? Nah, we’re a team- we’ll rough it together” you answer, prompting smiles all around.

You pull out a crowbar as well, handing it to Barret before taking the other one out and giving it to Clarissa. ”I won’t really be able to use these in my current condition, and we might need them in the tomb” you explain.

They both nod in understanding, the latter scooting up next to your seat. ”So, what was it like in there?” Clarissa asks.

You spend a little bit of time recounting the sights you saw, how sick people were, the store owner, and the innkeep and his daughter.

”Damn...sounds like they’ve got it rough. You’re sure you won’t get sick, boss man?” Barret asks.

You shake your head. ”I already told you, Aemis’ blessing is protecting me. I promise I’m fine” you assure him.

”Well if you don’t need anything else in town then, are we heading straight to the tomb in the morning?” Jeanne asks.

>”Yes, we’ll set out straight away”
>”Nope, we’re going to TRAIN first. Nice try”
>”Actually, I need to go back inside tomorrow morning to see something…” (What?)
>Other (write in)

Also, do you talk to anyone before you go to bed?

>Yes (Who? About anything in particular?)
>No

>>4804470
>TRAIN
but do it lightly, we need to warm up our bodies
>No
We train our one handed flute skills before going to bed, we need our one arm to be faster and dexterous enough to compensate

>>4804470
>>”Nope, we’re going to TRAIN first. Nice try”
Lightly

>No
Practice flute

>>4804470
>>4804504
+1 this--TRAIN LIGHTLY AND PRACTICE FLUTE. They can't take MUSIC away from us, DAMN IT

>>4804470
>”Nope, we’re going to TRAIN first. Nice try”
one-handed pushups hNGH
>No
Read the book instead.

>>4804729
+1

,Speaking of the book, I suggest we hide it (actually, all of our valuables) well tonight before we sleep. The knife guy in the inn seemed like a thieving bastard judging by his reaction to the bar being left unattended, wouldn't be surprised if he came by our camp tonight

>>4805062
backing this too, warn the others as well

>>4805062
Good catch, definitely do that as well

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>4804504
>>4804505
>>4804529
>>4804729
>>4805062
>>4805167
Alright let me explain a few things. Unlike a usual library book, this book can be read REPEATEDLY to work on research. However, reading must last for at least 2 hours at a time, you just roll study straight (no bonuses or penalties), and you can only do so once a day. That's just to prevent you from spamming additional rolls and finishing instantly. This rule applies to any reading, library or purchased book, regarding researching your new prosthetic.

The result of your roll is then added to a total. When that total is completed or exceeded, you have successfully researched that part of your arm.

You need to research:
Upper Limb Anatomy: 0/50
Enchanting Specifics: 0/30
Prosthetic Materials: 0/30

That being said, you guys are at a TIE VOTE right now, so I'll be rolling to see what you get. If it's research, roll me 1d20+5 (+3 for INT, +2 for Study)

IF it lands on flute practice, roll me 1d20+2 (+3 for INT, +4 for Flute, -5 for One-armed)

1: Study book
2: Flute practice

I will also be doing something so I'll check back on the dice rolls in ~30ish minutes.

Rolled 15 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>4805295
Let's conquer anatomy!

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”Nope, we’re going to train first. Nice try” you answer with a smug grin, causing your mage friend to let out an exhausted sigh. ”We’ll keep it light though. Just a warm-up before the big mission” you say, patting her on the shoulder.

”Fine, fair enough” she responds, deciding to take whatever victory she can get on the matter before returning her attention to Barret.

While everyone’s winding down for the night and getting ready for bed, you take out the anatomy book you picked up while Clarissa takes first watch, poring through the tome. You’re surprised by the amount of information, even down to the diagrams of arms and how they work. You end up getting sucked into the little details, taking your time to understand the more complex explanations while referring back to the diagrams.

For what it’s worth, the two hours you spend are incredibly productive. You still have a ways to go before you have a solid enough grasp on how an arm works to start designing your prosthetic, but you definitely learned a lot and can feel the idea starting to come together!

Upper Limb Anatomy: (20/50)

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Before you head back to bed, Clarissa calls out to you. That’s right- this was her watch. You voluntarily decided to let the others handle watches today since you’d need the time to parse through your book, but she has been out here this whole time.

”Is it interesting?” she asks.

”Uhh...yeah. Informative, anyways. I feel like this is definitely the right place to start for getting this prosthetic designed.”

She nods her head. ”Cool, cool.” There’s an awkward silence that lingers between the two of you. You get the feeling she wants to keep you here and ask about something, but keeps hesitating.

”Well, I’m headed off to bed then. Good ni-”

”W-wait!” she says, stopping you as you start to get up. You sigh and take a seat once more. ”Sorry, I just...I noticed earlier today you seemed like you didn’t want to talk about your past. Look, I totally get it if you don’t want to share- trust me, I’ve got memories I’d rather not relive…” she says, trailing off for a moment before continuing, ”but you said you’d help me whenever I needed it, and I’d like to do the same for you. If you want to talk, I’m here. I can even keep it secret from the others, if you want” she says.

The offer is kind, but do you really want to make yourself emotionally vulnerable? Sure Clarissa is your friend, as are Jeanne and Barret, but opening up isn’t...easy. Aside from being something you don’t have much experience with, it creates potential weakness. Are you really willing to let those walls come down and invite someone in?

>Open up fully. You can trust Clarissa. It’s worth showing vulnerability…probably
>The bare minimum. Your village was destroyed, your parents are dead, now you spread Conquest. She doesn’t need to know about Silas, the little details, or how it made you feel.
>Lie. You’ve practiced it enough already- “I’m from a little hamlet you’ve probably never heard of, there’s nothing there of note…”
>Silence. You just can’t tell her what happened, but you also can’t bear to lie. Just go to bed.
>Other (Write in)

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>>4805370
>The bare minimum. Your village was destroyed, your parents are dead, now you spread Conquest. She doesn’t need to know about Silas, the little details, or how it made you feel.

I wonder if we can use our knowledge to better exercise the arm? Like, to train all the muscles evenly, choose optimal positions and whatnot.

Thanks for letting us make the prosthetic come true, HQM!

>>4805370
>>The bare minimum. Your village was destroyed, your parents are dead, now you spread Conquest. She doesn’t need to know about Silas, the little details, or how it made you feel.

>>4805370
>The bare minimum. Your village was destroyed, your parents are dead, now you spread Conquest. She doesn’t need to know about Silas, the little details, or how it made you feel.
Showing vulnerability to w*men only means that it will be used against you. They lose attraction and respect for you so fast it's unbelievable. Any non-incel man will know this. The only emotions you can show to a w*man are stoicism, anger and lust (for her). Keep a trusted bro for dealing with emotions, but even that may not be enough. Such is the way of men.

>>4805370
>The bare minimum. Your village was destroyed, your parents are dead, now you spread Conquest. She doesn’t need to know about Silas, the little details, or how it made you feel.
Let's do >>4805062 afterward

>bare minimum

Let's see how she does with keeping a secret and what she does with the information before we risk telling any more

>>4805575
This and we directly ask her to don't tell anyone else our past, if it needs to be known we want to speak about it ourselves

>>4805370
>The bare minimum. Your village was destroyed, your parents are dead, now you spread Conquest. She doesn’t need to know about Silas, the little details, or how it made you feel.

>>4805423
>>4805427
>>4805449
>>4805575
>>4805954
>>4805994
The bare minimum + test her trust

Writing!

>>4806020
What about the >>4805062 write in? Let's stay safe.

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You take a deep breath. ”You want to know about my past? Alright, but you can’t tell anyone else. Can I trust you?”

She nods her head, placing a hand on yours. ”Of course- I just want to help. Your secret’s safe with me” she tells you, taking her other hand and making a motion as though she’s zipping her lips and tossing away the key.

”Right…” you respond, focusing your gaze on the slowly dying fire. ”My entire village was destroyed. Murdered. My parents included” you tell her bluntly. ”I was the only survivor. The reason I took up being a Herald of Conquest was to prepare other people for the reality of this world. I figured if they knew their lives could be taken from them at any moment unless they strengthened themselves and prepared for such possibilities, then maybe what happened to me wouldn’t happen to them.”

Your explanation is vague and simple. No flowery details, no unnecessary mention of Silas or your Master, and definitely no emotions. You could feel them starting to well up for a moment- a desire to let everything out that you’ve pushed down for years- but you hold yourself back. Not yet- at least not until you’re sure you can trust Clarissa.

”Oh, Herald…” she says quietly, pulling you into a hug all of a sudden. You’re unable to resist with only one arm and due to the suddenness of it, but the gesture is...nice. Comfortable. Warm.

”I’m fine, but now you know why I don’t like talking about my past” you conclude.

She lets you go from her embrace, putting her hand back down on the ground between you two. ”Thanks for being open with me. Don’t worry, I won’t tell the others. I’ll be here if you ever need me- just like you told me back at the guild. We can support each other” she says, cocking her head with a gentle smile.

”Appreciated. I’m going to get some rest- you should do the same. It’s Barret’s turn to go on watch, so I’ll wake him” you tell her.

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The conversation finished, the two of you head into your respective tents, you shaking Barret awake and letting him know it’s his turn before lying down to rest. You also make a point to use your bag of holding as a pillow. It’s uncomfortable, but this way if anyone, like that thief back in Fulton, tries to mess with your belongings- they’ll likely wake you up. There’s not really any way to hide your valuables, so you decide to settle for this. Your dreams are pleasant for once- nice and warm. You dream of a better future where there’s no monsters or Silas- where you and all your companions are happy.

When you wake up, you’re relieved to find you and your friends’ things haven’t been messed with. With that out of the way, you do some quick training with the others for around a half hour after consuming one of your rations. Like you promised, you stick to light warm-ups instead of pushing your companions as per usual. Once that’s finished, the Super Conqueror Bros head out.

After several hours, you realize you’re nearly at the tomb and think about if there’s anything you want to do at the last minute before continuing forward.

>Speak with someone (Who? About what?)
>Do something/prepare (What? How?)
>Keep moving. Dungeon time, baby

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>>4806057
>>Do something
Practice flute the whole way there