>>5641798
“Alright Matthias step forward,” the drill instructor shouts as you take up your spear and face off against the him, while your fellow soldiers in training watch. “Remember, feet shoulder width apart, arms relaxed but ready, and eyes on your opponent.” The instructor says as you fall in to the familiar stance with ease. You’d been training for three months now and the constant repetitive exercises had been burned into your muscles so that every action happened automatically without having to think. “Good, now come at me lets see what you’ve learned”

You advance on the instructor as your mind quickly considers how to approach this.

>You don’t have to think too hard about it, you’ll just rush him and let your often superior strength and bulk force him back.
>You approach this task carefully and test the instructor’s defenses with a few probing strikes, You’ve always had a knack for finding and exploiting an enemies openings
>You engage the instructor readily but defensively not letting your guard down and trying to wear the instructor down with your impressive stamina and willpower.

>>5641805
>You approach this task carefully and test the instructor’s defenses with a few probing strikes, You’ve always had a knack for finding and exploiting an enemies openings

>>5641805
>You approach this task carefully and test the instructor’s defenses with a few probing strikes, You’ve always had a knack for finding and exploiting an enemies openings

>>5641805
>You approach this task carefully and test the instructor’s defenses with a few probing strikes, You’ve always had a knack for finding and exploiting an enemies openings

>>5641805
>>You don’t have to think too hard about it, you’ll just rush him and let your often superior strength and bulk force him back.

>>5641805
>You engage the instructor readily but defensively not letting your guard down and trying to wear the instructor down with your impressive stamina and willpower.

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>>5641806
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>>5641839

You slowly close in on your instructor, making every step with calculated precision. As you enter into range with your instructor, you throw a quick stab toward his face. The instructor shifts to the side dodging your thrust and knocking it to the side with his own spear in a parry, then quickly following up with a thrust toward your own head. But you are already backing away and the attack falls short. You circle your instructor now, throwing out the occasional jab toward his head, chest, abdomen, and legs. You continue these attacks for awhile will the grumbles and jeers of your fellow trainees grow in volume and number. “C’mon Matthias get in there!” “Quit being a coward and fight!”

The jeers continue until, sensing a shift in your instructor’s stance you strike. Another thrust towards the face, the same one you opened the fight with, but this time as the instructor begins his parry you follow along with his motion letting him brush your attack aside and using the added momentum to bring the butt of your spear around in a quick swing towards his head. Your attack connects with aloud clack as the butt of your spear collides with the instructor’s helmet sending him staggering sideways. Seizing this moment you jab your spear between his legs, tripping him up and sending him tumbling to the ground. You close up to your prone instructor and prepare finish him when suddenly his spear leaps up at you. You quickly parry the blow but fail to notice as his kick strikes the back of your leg, forcing you down on one knee. You stab at the prone man, but he’s already rolling away. As you both rise back to your feet, Your instructor holds up his hand for you to stop.

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>>5641851

“Well done, Matthias, well done. See that everyone, he approached his enemy with caution probing his defenses and taking his full measure before striking. Because of that he was able to give me a pretty hard knock upside my head. If I were a lesser fighter, I would have ended up skewered on the ground by his spear. But he made one mistake in losing his caution in the push for a kill. Remember this everyone, a downed and cornered opponent is the most dangerous foe you will face. Not every strike has to be killing blow, sometimes a lesser wound given time to bleed will end your opponent.”

With those words of wisdom, the instructor sends you back to the crowd of other trainees and calls another forward. You receive a few pats on the back and congratulations from the others as the instructor faces off against another solider. “Nice going Matt, but uh if it’d been me out there, I would’ve put you on your ass in two seconds flat.” You recognize the voice of your best friend and pain in the ass…

>Your brother Elias, the two of you joined together as soon as you both were old enough to.
>Your childhood friend Lucy you’d been inseparable since you were young and where one of you went the other would follow.
>Your recent friend James whether in the chow line, or running through drills you always found yourself next to James you’ve become fast friends since joining.

>>5641853
>Your brother Elias, the two of you joined together as soon as you both were old enough to.

>>5641853
>Your recent friend James whether in the chow line, or running through drills you always found yourself next to James you’ve become fast friends since joining.

Going to bed anons. See you in 20ish hours

>>5641887
Night QM. This is looking like it's going to be a good one.

>>5641853
>Your recent friend James whether in the chow line, or running through drills you always found yourself next to James you’ve become fast friends since joining.

>>5641853
>Your recent friend James whether in the chow line, or running through drills you always found yourself next to James you’ve become fast friends since joining.
Interesting quest, I'll make sure to follow it!

>>5641853
>>Your recent friend James whether in the chow line, or running through drills you always found yourself next to James you’ve become fast friends since joining.

Also, since these names seem a mite more standard Anglo then the Zelda series usually uses; https://www.freefire-name.com/hylian-name-generator/ if you're struggling to think of Hylian names.

>>5642144
This is exactly what I've been needing thanks anon.

>>5641853
>>Your childhood friend Lucy you’d been inseparable since you were young and where one of you went the other would follow.

>>5641853
>>Your brother Elias, the two of you joined together as soon as you both were old enough to.

>>5642197
+1
Knowing tragedy this is a better choice

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>>5641857
>>5641903
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>>5642144

Thanks to this Anon >>5642144
Your friend's name is now Jozoll

"And how would you have done that Joz, because if I remember right, the last time we sparred you were the one on his ass." You respond.

"That was only 'cause I'd pulled a muscle that morning. No if I'd have been out there I wouldn't have let you pranced around like you owned the place. I would've tackled your scrawny ass and put you down fast."

"Care to test that strategy after drills today," you goad.

"Nah I wouldn't want to hurt you too bad before the Pig Sticker training tomorrow. I want to see how well your wait and see tactics fair against the Snorts."

"Jozoll you're up," one of the other recruits nudges Joz.

"Good, now watch how a real solider does it" Joz says to as he trots into the circle.

The fight starts immediately after the instructor gives the signal to start. Joz charges forward spear leveled at the instructor bellowing a war cry. You can almost hear the instructor sigh at the obviously reckless attack and right before Joz reaches him, the instructor sidesteps his charge. Surprising both you and the instructor though Joz mirrors the dodge throwing himself sideways in a mean shoulder check that sends the instructor tumbling backwards. Joz skids to a halt and turns quickly into another charge at the now downed instructor. With a roar Joz thrusts his spear down at the instructor only for his roar to be cut short into a wheeze as the instructor parries his thrust, plants his feet in Joz's gut, and using the momentum of Joz's charge against him heaves Joz up into the air. There is a loud thump as Joz lands hard on his back, knocking the wind out of him. In a moment the instructor is back on his feet and has his spear hovering above the gasping Joz's throat. "You're dead Jozoll" the instructor says as he lightly taps Joz's throat with his spear, before helping him back up.

"So that's how a real solider does it huh?" You mock Joz as he staggers back out of the ring.

Still trying to catch his breath Joz simply shoots you a glare as he moves to sit down in the shade.

The rest of the recruits' skirmishes against the instructor pass without much incident with a few more ties and a lot more losses for your fellows. As the day ends and go to stow your armor Joz approaches and winces slightly as he throws an arm around your shoulders “I don't know about you but I could use a drink to take the ache out of my back. You up for the Milk Bar tonight?"

>Sure, you could use a drink to ease your aching muscles.
>No what you need is a good night's rest, to prepare for tomorrow's Bokoblin training.
>No you were going spend some more time training and applying what the instructor had taught you today.

>>5642726
>No what you need is a good night's rest, to prepare for tomorrow's Bokoblin training.

>>5642726
>No what you need is a good night's rest, to prepare for tomorrow's Bokoblin training.

>>5642726
>Sure, you could use a drink to ease your aching muscles.

>>5642726
>>Sure, you could use a drink to ease your aching muscles.

>>5642728
+1

>>5642726
>>Sure, you could use a drink to ease your aching muscles.

So is our name still Matthias?

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>>5642949

I won't force us to. If anons wish I will change the name. It will still be Matthew for the next update though.

>Norom
>Ekall
>Tassan
>Keep Matthias
>[Write-in]

Rolled 1 (1d2)

1
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2
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>>5642898
>>5642948

Looks like we have a tie, the dice shall decide our fate

>>5643100
>Keep Matthias

>>5643100
>Keep Matthias

>>5643100
>>Keep Matthias

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>>5643102

“No I’m going to get a good night’s sleep. We have Bokoblin training in the morning remember?”

“The Snorts don’t scare me, but if you’re that scared of them, I’ll let you be.” Joz says with a smile as he leaves you to stow the rest of your gear.

The next morning when you see Joz on the training field he is visibly hungover. “So, how was the Milk Bar last night?” you ask.

“I didn’t go to the Milk Bar,” he moans clutching at his head “The place was packed and I couldn’t get in. Apparently, some famous Scrub bagpiper was playing that night. So, I went Baz’s instead. Some bragging barrel maker there was challenging anyone who would listen to a drinking contest, I won, but now I wish I hadn’t.” He says with a wince as the instructor bellows a greeting to you all.

“Alright recruits today is the day you learn how to fight the most common threat you’re likely to face in your life as a soldier of Hyrule.” With a sharp tug the instructor pulls the sheet off of a large iron cage in front of you all. Inside the cage startled by the blinding morning light was a single red Bokoblin. “The red Bokoblin is the most common type of Bokoblin and fortunately for all of us, the weakest as well. That doesn’t mean that it can’t still wipe the floor with an unprepared grunt. Bokoblins are opportunistic cowards on their own.” The instructor says as he strikes the side of the cage with his spear, causing the Bokoblin to shift as far from him as possible. “If you stay on your guard, you should easily be able to take them down.”

The instructor turns to the larger cage next to the one with the single Bokoblin and pulls its sheet off as well. The three red Bokoblins inside flinch at the light as well but instead of cowering like the singular Bokoblin, all three of them press toward the instructor and reach at him through the bars and rattling the cage. “In a group however Bokoblins gain confidence and are much more ferocious. That confidence and ferocity makes them predictable though. The best way to handle a herd of charging Bokoblins is to accept their charge with a Phalanx, and once their charge is broken and they begin to pull back, press forward, Encircleand finish them just like we practiced.

>Formations learned Phalanx and Encircle

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“Now for some practical experience,” The Instructor shouts your name as well as Joz’s and eight others. “Enter a Phalanx and prepare to take the charge of these three Bokoblins. I know all you have is blunt training spears, so instead, of killing them after you encircle them just herd them back into the cage.” You do as the instructor says and enter a Phalanx as soon as you’re ready with spears down, the instructor unlocks and pulls open the cage. The three Bokoblins inside immediately rush out and charge at your formation in a Reckless Charge.

Your Formation Stats: Power: 2 Wisdom: 2 and Courage: 2
Bokoblin Formation Stats: Power: 2 Wisdom: 1 and Courage: 1

As this is a training exercise your Formation has already been set to Phalanx: (Power +1 Courage +2) Negates Power bonuses from charges So all I need from you anons is two rollers.

>One to roll 10d3+3 and one to roll 10d4 +4

>Here are the rules of combat

Each round of combat is determined by three numbers Your Power Wisdom and Courage
Your current personal amounts of these are 2, 3 and 2
Power is the manifestation of not only your strength but of your speed and general athleticism it determines how well you will perform physical feats as how much damage you will do in combat.

Wisdom is not only how much you know but your know how as well. It is book learning, street smarts, and prowess all rolled into one. In combat is determines how many dice you roll of Power and Courage. A force multiplier if you will.

Courage is your toughness physical as well as mental. In combat it reduce how much damage you will take.

Every round you and your enemy will clash comparing Power against Courage taking the difference as damage.

So for instance your damage as it stands now would be 2 and your damage reduction would be 2.

Wisdom comes into play when selecting a Stance of which you only have two right now. Aggressive Stance and Defensive Stance stances can do many different things but on a basic level they act as a force multiplier using your Wisdom. Take the Aggressive Stance for instance it takes (Wisdom/3)+1 *rounded down* d Power and adds it to your Power stat

Using your stats if would do((3/3)+1)d2 + 2 for a minimum of 4 and maximum of 6 damage

Formations are similar to Stances but are often stronger and don’t rely on Wisdom, but they require a sufficiently large number of allies trained in that formation to work, they also supersede any Stance so you can’t pick a Stance and a Formation at the same time.

The Phalanx Formation for instance uses the average stats of all its members (as most formations will) then adds 1 to their Power and 2 to their Courage before rolling the formation’s stats as such Power = (The number of members in the formation) dPower + Power and Courage = (The number of members in the formation) dCourage + Courage

I'll make a paste bin for this info later

>>5643208

Sorry to leave you hanging at the start of combat, but I have so errands to run, I'll be back in a few hours to get this training finished

Rolled 2, 1, 3, 2, 3, 3, 3, 2, 3, 3 + 3 = 28 (10d3 + 3)

>>5643206
Phalanx!

Rolled 2, 2, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 1, 3, 1 + 4 = 33 (10d4 + 4)

>>5643206

Did we win?

Rolled 1, 2, 2 = 5 (3d2)

>>5643206

Bokoblins Power: 3d2+0 Reckless Charge negated due to Phalanx + 2

Bokoblins Courage: 3d1 or just 3

>>5643206

Your Totals: Power: 28 Courage: 33

Enemy Totals: Power: 7 Courage: 3

Result: 25 damage dealt 0 taken

Bokoblin Health: 3*8 - 25 = -1

>>5643219
Yes anon you won but this was just training you won't always outnumber them.

Rolled 2 + 4 (1d4 + 4)

Don't mind me

Rolled 2 + 6 (1d6 + 6)

Don't mind this either.

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>>5643365

As the Bokoblin charge comes in you brace for impact and are rewarded with a jolt as the first Bokoblin rebounds off your blunt spear. The other two Bokoblins are likewise repulsed. Their charge so utterly negated that when one of the creatures ran into the formation it was stuck so hard on the head it was knocked out cold. The formation begins to fan out to Encircle the remaining Bokoblins but it isn’t necessary the creature’s morale was broken and they were fleeing back into the cage. Dragging the unconscious Bokoblin back into the cage the instructor heaved its limp form back in amongst its terrified brethren and shut and locked the cage.

“Well that was easy,” Joz says rather loudly to you.

“Yes recruit Jozoll,” the instructor snaps, “that was easy but you won’t always be facing three dumb, unarmed red Bokoblins. You’ll be facing hordes of armed and better led Bokoblins, for as you know Bokoblins come in different colors with blue ones being twice as tough and smart as red ones, and black ones who’re three times as tough as blue ones. Pray to the Goddesses recruit Jozoll that you don’t run into a black Bokoblin.”

“Now Bokoblins aren’t the only threat you’ll face out there. One of the deadliest foes you’ll face out there is the Moblin.” The instructor says as he pulls the sheet off of a massive cage. Inside shackled to the floor was a massive red Moblin easily twice the size of the average Hylian. “Moblins are obliviously larger and stronger than any Bokoblin as well as being slightly smarter on average. Now the best way to bring these things down is-“ The instructor doesn’t get to finish his sentence as with a earth shaking bellow the Moblin rises up on its feet and with a tug rips its shackles out of the cage’s floor. It then proceeds to let out a loud trumpeting noise from its snout and with mighty heave put its hands on the roof of the cage and tears it free with a loud screech of metal. Lumbering free from the ruins of its cage, the creature turns on all of you fury in its eyes and lets out another Intimidating Roar.

>You are stunned, as is everyone else. You were all caught off guard and no one in the arena has enough Courage to resist the Intimidating Roar.

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>>5643407
>>5643385
>>5643399

All of your training fails you as legs turn to jelly and your body freezes at the sound of the roar. You try to think to tell your body to act, but your mind goes blank as you stare into the creature rage filled. You watch as with a swing of its arm the Moblin backhands your stunned instructor with a Mighty Blow sending him tumbling into the dirt. Before it turns on the rest of the recruits. You finally manage to seize control of your body and mind again and make them move but you’re still shaking as you make your next move.

>Instructor has suffered 5 damage

You’re back in combat anons how do you handle this

>Charge the creature, you’ve got to intercept the creature and bring it down before it causes more damage.
>Start gathering recruits into a formation, with the instructor down, you’ve got to form up if you want to bring the creature down.
>Run and get help, or at least some actual weapons. There’s no way a bunch of recruits with blunt spears can take that thing down.

>>5643410
>Start gathering recruits into a formation, with the instructor down, you’ve got to form up if you want to bring the creature down.

>>5643410
>Start gathering recruits into a formation, with the instructor down, you’ve got to form up if you want to bring the creature down.

>>5643410
>Start gathering recruits into a formation, with the instructor down, you’ve got to form up if you want to bring the creature down.

Rolled 1 + 4 (1d4 + 4)

*Whistles inconspicuously*

Rolled 4 + 6 (1d6 + 6)

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>>5643410

>>5643414
>>5643416
>>5643419

You scramble to begin getting other recruits into formation. The first one you grab is Joz who like you, is still a little shaken. “Joz get into formation we gotta take that thing down.”

“Rrr-right,” Joz stammers “Let’s kick that Snozzes ass,” he says more to reassure himself than you, as he reaches out a shaky hand and seizes another nearby recruit by the shoulder.

You manage to grab two more recruits and begin shoving them into formation when the creature lets out another Intimidating Roar that sends a shiver down your spine and makes your freeze in place.

You turn your head and watch as your instructor who had risen back onto his feet to face off against the Moblin freeze just as you did when the creature let out its roar. Noticing that the instructor had gotten back up the Moblin reaches down and seizes the stunned instructor by the leg. Heaving the man over its head the Moblin slams the instructor against the ground in another Mighty Blow. As the Moblin drags the instructor along by the leg you notice the instructor leaving a trail of red behind him.

>Instructor has suffered 7 damage. Instructor has been killed.

You now have 5 recruits including yourself ready to enter a formation what do you do?

>Enter Phalanx (Power + 1 Courage + 2) and engage the beast
>Encircle (Power+2 Courage +1) the Moblin and bring it down
>Gather more recruits for the formation you aren’t ready to face the Moblin yet.

>>5643438
>Gather more recruits for the formation you aren’t ready to face the Moblin yet.

>>5643438
>Encircle (Power+2 Courage +1) the Moblin and bring it down

>>5643438
>>Encircle (Power+2 Courage +1) the Moblin and bring it down

>>5643438

>>5643444
>>5643488
Aright we're going with an encirclement

Your Formation Stats: Power: 2+2 Wisdom: 2 Courage: 2+1

>Encircle bonus: Enemy receives no Courage bonuses from non defensive Stances/Formations

Moblin Stats: Power: 4 Wisdom: 2 Courage: 3

I'll need two anons:

>one to roll 5d4+4

>one to roll 5d3+3

Rolled 4, 1, 1, 4, 2 + 4 = 16 (5d4 + 4)

>>5643624

Rolled 1, 1, 3, 3, 3 + 3 = 14 (5d3 + 3)

>>5643624

>>5643624

Moblin Power

Rolled 1 + 4 (1d4 + 4)

>>5643651
lets try that again

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>>5643624

“Alright guys, its just one, we can do this,” you say to the recruits you’ve gathered “Lets Encircle it and bring it down, ready?”

“Rr-ready.” The others respond unable to keep the fear out of their voices.

Forming a semi-circle your group approaches the Moblin spears at the ready. As you close with the beast the outermost wings of the semicircle fan out around the Moblin until it is completely surrounded. The Moblin recognizing its been surrounded lets out a derisive snort, before inhaling and letting out another Intimidating Roar. You can feel and smell the creature’s hot stinky breath as it bellows in your face you get a good look at the monsters yellowed teeth and blue tongue. You start to lose control again when the creatures roar is cut short into a grunt of pain. As with a shout of “Shut up ya big red bastard!” Joz thrusts his spear hard into the Moblin’s ribs. Following Joz’s example you bring your spear up in a stab at the creature’s face connecting with its jaw and knocking out one of its teeth. The rest of the formation follows suit striking at the beast, with one recruit delivering rather solid blow to the Moblin’s knee making the monster howl in pain.

Your Totals: Power: 16 Courage: 14

Enemy Totals: Power: 5 Courage: 3

Result: 13 damage dealt 0 taken

The Moblin is injured but not down yet

>Continue the Encirclement finish the beast.

>Form Phalanx an injured and corned beast is most dangerous.

>>5643682
>Continue the Encirclement finish the beast

>>5643682
>Form Phalanx an injured and corned beast is most dangerous.

>>5643682
>Form Phalanx an injured and corned beast is most dangerous.

>>5643682
>Form Phalanx an injured and corned beast is most dangerous.

>>5643682

>>5643688
>>5643695
>>5643707

Alright Phalanx it is

Your Formation Stats: Power: 2+1 Wisdom: 2 Courage: 2+2

Phalanx Bonus: Enemy receives no Power bonuses from charge Stances/Formations

Moblin Stats: Power: 4 Wisdom: 2 Courage: 3

>one roll of 5d3+3

>one roll of 5d4+4

Rolled 3, 2, 1, 3, 3 + 3 = 15 (5d3 + 3)

>>5643723

Rolled 3, 4, 2, 2, 4 + 4 = 19 (5d4 + 4)

>>5643723

Rolled 3 + 8 (1d8 + 8)

Moblin Power

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>>5643724
>>5643731
>>5643742

Blinded by the pain you’ve inflicted the Moblin begins thrashing about wildly using the instructor’s body as a club. Sensing the danger, you call for a Phalanx the other recruits fall in around you and take up their positions just in time as with another roar the Moblin launches itself at your group in a Reckless Charge. The ground quivers as the hulking monster sprints toward you with wild abandon. As it reaches the edge of your formation it lowers its shoulder and hurls whole body forward right into your waiting spears. Your formation strains under the force of impact and there is a snap as your spear gives and snaps in two. The Moblin’s body falls downward on your formation the other men unable to hold the monster’s weight. The last thing you see if the Moblin’s twisted angry face as its body falls onto you, engulfing you in darkness.

Your Totals: Power: 15 Courage: 19

Enemy Totals: Power: 4 (Charge bonuses negated due to Phalanx) Courage: 3

Result: 12 damage dealt 0 taken?

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>>5643747

“C’mon lift, put your backs into it” you hear Joz’s voice in the darkness, but its muffled. You feel pressure all over as if you were being squeezed by a vise, it’s making it impossible to breathe. Your lungs start do burn and your ribs start to ache under the pressure. Just when you can take it no more the pressure dissipates and there is light and air again.

The other recruits groan with effort as they haul the Moblin’s body off of you. “Matt, you okay?” Joz’s voice asks you.

You look down to examine yourself. You’re covered in blood, but is the purplish red of the Moblin blood not your own. You sit up testing your limbs which all appear to be in fine working order. You look over at the Moblin’s body to see the broken haft of your spear jutting out of the monster’s back. “I think I’m good” you say as Joz helps you to your feet “Maybe a little sore around the ribs from the damn thing landing on me but good otherwise. Where’s the instructor?”

Joz’s face turns down cast as he points to the instructor’s prone body being tended to by a few of the recruits and a man in full soldier armor “He didn’t make it.”

“Trainee Matthew?” a deep voice asks from behind you. You turn to find another man in full soldier armor with serious expression. “Yes, I am him,” you respond.

“I am Captain Laro, of the castle guard. As I understand it from your fellow trainee’s, you saved all their lives after Instructor Ko was killed. You seemed to be the only one who kept a clear head throughout the whole affair, so I want to hear if from you what exactly happened here.”

As you recount the events to Captain Laro you find yourself reflecting on what exactly had happened and your role in it, as such your report to Captain Laro comes off as…

>Proud and Boastful, you speak of how you easily crushed the Bokoblins and how even though everyone else was frightened you alone had the guts to push on and engage the Moblin. [+1 to your Power
>Collected and Analytical, you tell of how things happened down to the last detail, analyzing where and when things went wrong and how you and others could have acted better. [+1 to your Wisdom]
>Honest and Humble, you recount what happened to the best of your abilities, heaping most of glory on the fallen Instructor for sacrificing himself to buy you time to rally the other trainees. Other than that you reflect on how you could have done better and not frozen up during the initial attack. [+1 to your Courage]

That’s all from me anons I’ll be busy with family stuff tomorrow so I’ll probably only get off one update tomorrow.

>>5643763
>Honest and Humble, you recount what happened to the best of your abilities, heaping most of glory on the fallen Instructor for sacrificing himself to buy you time to rally the other trainees. Other than that you reflect on how you could have done better and not frozen up during the initial attack. [+1 to your Courage]

>>5643763
>Honest and Humble, you recount what happened to the best of your abilities, heaping most of glory on the fallen Instructor for sacrificing himself to buy you time to rally the other trainees. Other than that you reflect on how you could have done better and not frozen up during the initial attack. [+1 to your Courage]

>>5643763
>Honest and Humble, you recount what happened to the best of your abilities, heaping most of glory on the fallen Instructor for sacrificing himself to buy you time to rally the other trainees. Other than that you reflect on how you could have done better and not frozen up during the initial attack. [+1 to your Courage]
DEFENSE

>>5643763
>Honest and Humble, you recount what happened to the best of your abilities, heaping most of glory on the fallen Instructor for sacrificing himself to buy you time to rally the other trainees. Other than that you reflect on how you could have done better and not frozen up during the initial attack. [+1 to your Courage]

>>5643763
>>Honest and Humble, you recount what happened to the best of your abilities, heaping most of glory on the fallen Instructor for sacrificing himself to buy you time to rally the other trainees. Other than that you reflect on how you could have done better and not frozen up during the initial attack. [+1 to your Courage]

>>5643763
>>Collected and Analytical, you tell of how things happened down to the last detail, analyzing where and when things went wrong and how you and others could have acted better. [+1 to your Wisdom]

>>5643763
>>Honest and Humble, you recount what happened to the best of your abilities, heaping most of glory on the fallen Instructor for sacrificing himself to buy you time to rally the other trainees. Other than that you reflect on how you could have done better and not frozen up during the initial attack. [+1 to your Courage]

>>5643763
>Honest and Humble, you recount what happened to the best of your abilities, heaping most of glory on the fallen Instructor for sacrificing himself to buy you time to rally the other trainees. Other than that you reflect on how you could have done better and not frozen up during the initial attack. [+1 to your Courage]
Gotta say, very interesting system ContQM. Looking forward to seeing how a 'low-power' character is going to fare. I wonder over the balance with wisdom though, considering it only effects personal stances and only for every third increment if I've understood it right.

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> +1 Courage gained

Current Stats: Power: 2 Wisdom: 3 and Courage: 3

It is with humility and not a little sadness that your recount the previous events to the captain. You tell of Instructor Ko’s noble sacrifice to buy time and how you only managed to slay the Moblin thanks to the aid of your fellow trainees. The captain nods along as you speak, turning everything you say, over in his head. When you finally finish the captain speaks “Yes, that pretty much matches what the other trainees said.” Laro places his hand on your shoulder and gives it a squeeze. “Don’t weep overly much about instructor Ko’s fate I suspect he was glad to have given his life to save his trainee’s, especially one as talented and humble as you. Now why don’t you two get some rest you’ve had a hard day and no doubt need it.”

The captain’s words along with the adrenaline wearing off make you realize just how tired you really are. You and Joz head off to the barracks. Joz immediately goes to bed falling asleep as soon as his head hits the pillow. While you go to wash the Moblin blood off before finally succumbing to the need for sleep yourself.

The next few days go by slowly as a new instructor is found for your batch of trainees and your training resumed. You notice that most of the other trainees treat you differently now. Some treat with awe and almost reverence and the others treat you with a deep respect. Joz is still Joz though “Hey Matt, I’m thinking of starting a fan club for you. You’ve got enough bootlickers around here that we could probably get them polish your armor, shine your boots, and wipe your ass for you.” He treats you the same as he always has, which is honestly a nice break from the respectful distance the other trainees seem to but you at.

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>>5644592

Almost three weeks after the incident with the Moblin you and Joz enter the barracks after training, and find Captain Laro there waiting for you “Good to see you again Trainee Matthias, Trainee Jozoll”

Captain Laro sir, I didn’t expect to see you again sir,” you respond saluting.

“Neither I you, but I find myself in need of an additional guard for a royal ceremony in a three days’ time and I wished to extend the offer to you first.” Laro’s words take you off guard and you and Joz stare almost open mouthed in shock at Laro’s offer. “I know it’s a little unusual to give a trainee such an assignment, but I feel that you’ve earned the honor.”

Shaking yourself out of your stupor you stammer “S-sir I don’t know what to say,”

“Don’t feel pressured to say yes, I’ll understand if you refuse, I do have another in mind should you decline.”

> “Yes sir, I’ll take the assignment.” You’d feel rude to decline this honor from the Captain
> “I’m sorry sir, but I have to decline.” You don’t really feel like you’ve earned the honor, the Captain will have to go with his back up
> Decline the offer, but suggest that Jozoll take your place. He was with you during the Moblin fight and he’s been by your side through thick and thin. Jozoll deserves the honor even if you feel like you don’t
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>> “Yes sir, I’ll take the assignment.” You’d feel rude to decline this honor from the Captain
Grabbing this hook with both hands, I expect tragedy.

>>5644594
> “I’m sorry sir, but I have to decline.”

Not only is this the humble option, but usually the worst things happen around the royal family.

>>5644594
>“Yes sir, I’ll take the assignment.” You’d feel rude to decline this honor from the Captain
Let's try and put in a good word for Joz so he may join us soon.

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>“Yes sir, I’ll take the assignment.” You’d feel rude to decline this honor from the Captain

>>5644594
> “Yes sir, I’ll take the assignment.” You’d feel rude to decline this honor from the Captain

>>5644594
>> “Yes sir, I’ll take the assignment.” You’d feel rude to decline this honor from the Captain

>>5644594
> “Yes sir, I’ll take the assignment.” You’d feel rude to decline this honor from the Captain

>>5644594
>> Decline the offer, but suggest that Jozoll take your place. He was with you during the Moblin fight and he’s been by your side through thick and thin. Jozoll deserves the honor even if you feel like you don’t

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"Yes sir, I'll take the assignment."

"Good, report to the castle in three days and tell the gate guard that I summoned you. You'll be let in. Come early and washed to the castle, you WILL be in the presence of noble personages, so there are certain things that you'll have to be taught before ceremony begins."

"Yes sir, I'll make sure to arrive early."

"Good man. Now I shall let enjoy your free time. I must notify instructor Lak of our agreement." And with that the Captain strides off, out of the barracks.

The silence left by the departing captain lasts for mere moments before Joz whistles loudly in amazement “You lucky bastard,” he says giving you a slap on the back “Only a few months training and they’re already making you a member of the Royal Guard.”

“No, they’re not, you heard Captain Laro they’re just short handed and need an extra body for the day. It’s not-”

“Make way!” Joz continues ignoring your protests “Protector of the Royal Buttocks Matthias is coming. Everybody make way!” Joz calls out, walking in front of you and making sweeping motions with his arms as if to clear a crowd. “I swear give it another week and they’ll be making you King of Hyrule.”

“What are you shouting about now Joz,” a trainee says entering the barracks.

“Matt here, just got an assignment as a royal guard.” Joz says and before you have a chance to clarify, the word spreads like wildfire through the barracks and across the training yard. Soon you find yourself in a circle of your fellow trainees being bombarded with questions and speculation about your assignment.


>You do your best field all the questions thrown at you in an attempt to both appease and get the other trainees to disperse so that you can get some rest.

>You can’t help but join in the speculations about your assignment, you hadn’t heard about anything special happening at the castle in the coming days, but then again you don’t have your ear to the ground like some of the other trainees.

>Joz’s prank has gone a little far this time as if you didn’t have enough problems with your fellow trainees this will distance them even further from you in the future. It’s time to turn the tables and give Joz a taste of his own medicine.

>>5645445
>You can’t help but join in the speculations about your assignment, you hadn’t heard about anything special happening at the castle in the coming days, but then again you don’t have your ear to the ground like some of the other trainees.
Joz is great

>>5645445
>You do your best field all the questions thrown at you in an attempt to both appease and get the other trainees to disperse so that you can get some rest.

>>5645445
>You can’t help but join in the speculations about your assignment, you hadn’t heard about anything special happening at the castle in the coming days, but then again you don’t have your ear to the ground like some of the other trainees.

>You do your best field all the questions thrown at you in an attempt to both appease and get the other trainees to disperse so that you can get some rest.

Sleep is great. In fact, I’m going to sleep right now.

>>5645445
>You do your best field all the questions thrown at you in an attempt to both appease and get the other trainees to disperse so that you can get some rest.

>>5645445
>>You can’t help but join in the speculations about your assignment, you hadn’t heard about anything special happening at the castle in the coming days, but then again you don’t have your ear to the ground like some of the other trainees.

>>5645445
>Joz’s prank has gone a little far this time as if you didn’t have enough problems with your fellow trainees this will distance them even further from you in the future. It’s time to turn the tables and give Joz a taste of his own medicine.
what's a bro if you can't yank each other's legs a bit?

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let's try that again

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Doing your best to field all the questions, you answer the easier ones first like: who, what, when, where, why, and how.

“Whose ass did you have to kiss to get that assignment?”
“What DID you do to get that assignment?”
“When are you going?”
“Where are you going?”
“Why is it only you going?”
“How can join too?”

And many other such questions by the time you finish answering the first and second barrage questions you’re utterly exhausted. Perhaps feeling a little bad for you, Joz clears the crowd of questioners and finally allows you to get some rest.

Over next few days the gossip about your assignment to the castle continues to simmer amongst the other trainees, with people making requests that you bring them back souvenirs and knowledge about what really goes on at those royal functions. While breaking for lunch on the day before the ceremony, Joz marches over two you his chest puffed out with pride.

"Hey, Royal Protector. You're not the only one whose got a special assignment.” He boasts, cocking his head back to look down his nose at you. “Instructor Lak just gave me the honor of picking up an order from the smithy,”

“Congratulations, I always knew you’d be promoted to delivery boy someday.” you respond.

Joz flashes you a smile before continuing “Instructor Lak has given me the authority to conscript someone to help me with my assignment and I thought who better to aid me than our Royal Protector. So, drop your gear and join me at the stables, I just got you the rest of the day off.”

Before you can say anything Joz is gone and out the door. With no recourse, you stuff the last bite of your lunch into your mouth and take off after him.

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>>5646758

Castle town is are pretty empty at noon with most people having shuffled home or to a tavern for lunch, so as Joz drives the horse drawn cart through cobbled streets he encounters little traffic. Good thing too as Joz flies around yet another corner throwing the cart onto one wheel.

“Slow down Joz you’re going to kill someone!” you shout at him as you hold on to your seat on the cart for dear life.

“It’s fine I know what I’m doing, my dad was a ranch hand at Lon Lon taught me anything and everything there is to know about horses.”

“Could have fooled me, I didn’t know you were from a ranch?”

“Yeah, born and raised there, Mom died when I was young and dad raised me with Miss Cremia’s help. I didn’t mention that before?”

“Nope,”

“Huh, I guess you’re right, we’ve never really talked about each other’s past. Where are you from?”

>Halona, a village by the Eastern Sea. Your family are traders and fisherman by birth. You’re the fourth of nine children.
>Udanam, a foundry town close to Dinmak Mountain, your father was a jeweler and mother a seamstress. You’re an only child.
>Born and raised right here in the Castle Town until a fire in your family’s tailor shop claimed your parents’ lives. You have a younger brother and sister now living with an aunt in Kusnu.
>[Write In] feel free to mix and match

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>>Halona, a village by the Eastern Sea. Your family are traders and fisherman by birth. You’re the fourth of nine children.
Salt of the earth

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>>Udanam, a foundry town close to Dinmak Mountain, your father was a jeweler and mother a seamstress. You’re an only child.

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I support >>5646766

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>Udanam, a foundry town close to Dinmak Mountain, your father was a jeweler and mother a seamstress. You’re an only child.

>>5646762
>Udanam, a foundry town close to Dinmak Mountain, your father was a jeweler and mother a seamstress. You’re an only child.

>>5646762
>Halona, a village by the Eastern Sea. Your family are traders and fisherman by birth. You’re the fourth of nine children.

>>5646762
>>Halona, a village by the Eastern Sea. Your family are traders and fisherman by birth. You’re the fourth of nine children.

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“Halona, its village by the Eastern Sea. My family are fishermen but one of my grandpas and two of my uncles are traders. I’ve got eight siblings, three older, five younger.”

Joz’s eyes bulge for a moment. “Eight siblings? Damn your parents don’t fuck around… or maybe they do.” He laughs.

“We’re a big family, I probably have at least one relative in every town that makes its living on the Eastern Sea.”

“And here I thought you were some sort of soldier or official’s son. Damn, that kind of ruins things. I was hoping you’d be able to read the invoice the instructor gave me so we’d know what we were picking up.” Joz says waving a piece of paper he’d pulled out of his shirt.

“Let me take a look,” you snatch the paper from his hand “One of my uncles taught me a little bit about words and numbers when I helped him on one of his trade runs.” Looking over the document you slowly scan the page. It was a rather simple document with only the item and the amount due on it, rather similar to your uncle’s ledgers. “We’re getting thirty spears, five sets of armor, and a whole lot of horseshoes.”

“Well I’ll be damned, I didn’t know you were a scribe. Quick what’s the sign say.” Joz says pointing at a sign on the corner of a nearby building. You end up reading every sign from there to the smithy as Joz continues to point them out.

Finally arriving at the smithy, you and Joz dismount from the cart. Following the sounds of metal being hammered. You find the smith and his apprentice finishing a horseshoe. With one final hit of the hammer the smith backs away from the anvil while his apprentice picks up the shoe with a pair of tongs and dunks it into a bucket of water for a brief moment then sets it into a box piled high with other horseshoes. It is then that the apprentice, a wiry young boy, notices the two of you standing there and rushes over to greet you.

"Hello there, masters how can I help you."

"We're here to pick up a delivery for the garrison" you say flashing the invoice at the boy.

The boy nods once and heads over to his burly master who is currently leaned up against his anvil wiping sweat from his face with a dirty rag.

"Master, some men from the garrison are here to pick up there order!" The boy practically screams in his master's ear "They've brought an invoice!"

The smith accompanys the boy over this time and proffers his hand for the invoice. Squinting hard at the paper he slowly runs his finger over the words and numbers mouthing them as he does so. Speaking in a carefully modulated voice the smith turns to his apprentice and says "It's the ones with the "G" branded on them should be 3 boxes of spears, 3 boxes for the armor, and a barrel of horseshoes."

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The apprentice nods to his master then leads you to a locked storage shed. Fishing a key out of his shirt, the boy unlocks the door and leads inside the neatly organized space. In the closer corner of the room is you shipment just as the smith described it. As you and joz lift the first box you realize that the easy part of this little errand is over. The stuff was HEAVY, so heavy in fact that you nearly drop the first box halfway out to the cart. Grunting and straining the two of you hoist box after box into the back of the cart. After heaving the barrel of horseshoes into the cart, the two of you sag to the ground exhausted and try to catch your breath.

“Damn, if I knew it was going to be this much work, I would’ve brought along four more guys.” Joz pants wiping the sweat from his brow. “But now that it’s over, I think we’ve earned a little reward.”

“What do you mean?”

Joz gives you a sly grin “nobody has to know that we were done this early. The smith could’ve been just finishing our order when we came by and it took him a little while get it done, leaving us with some free time. What do you say?”

> You like the way Joz thinks, seeing as you missed going to the Milk Bar you might as well pop in for a quick drink, all this hard labor has made you thirsty.
> “Sure, what did you have in mind?” Whatever Joz has planned is likely to be better than what you had in mind and he’s right you’ve earned a break.
> “I’m sure what you have in mind is drinking Joz and I don’t want to wake up tomorrow with a hangover. Let’s just go back.”

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> “Sure, what did you have in mind?” Whatever Joz has planned is likely to be better than what you had in mind and he’s right you’ve earned a break.
Got to de stress after seeing the instructor get turned into tomato paste

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> “Sure, what did you have in mind?” Whatever Joz has planned is likely to be better than what you had in mind and he’s right you’ve earned a break.

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> You like the way Joz thinks, seeing as you missed going to the Milk Bar you might as well pop in for a quick drink, all this hard labor has made you thirsty.
All work and no play...

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> “Sure, what did you have in mind?” Whatever Joz has planned is likely to be better than what you had in mind and he’s right you’ve earned a break.

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>“Sure, what did you have in mind?” Whatever Joz has planned is likely to be better than what you had in mind and he’s right you’ve earned a break.

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>> “Sure, what did you have in mind?” Whatever Joz has planned is likely to be better than what you had in mind and he’s right you’ve earned a break.

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>> “I’m sure what you have in mind is drinking Joz and I don’t want to wake up tomorrow with a hangover. Let’s just go back.”

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> You like the way Joz thinks, seeing as you missed going to the Milk Bar you might as well pop in for a quick drink, all this hard labor has made you thirsty.
Just a quicky though, don't wanna raise any eyebrows

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"Sure, what did you have in mind." You give into Joz's prodding.

Joz's face splits into a wide grin "Alright, so I know you've got that big job tomorrow so, booze is out of the question. Buuut I know a place where we can relax and it's not too far from here."

The two of you board the cart again and Joz takes the reins. The place he takes you is indeed not far, but neighborhood you end up in might as well have been a continent away for how different it was. The nice cobbled streets turn into muddy paths as stone turns to dirt, the path narrows and the buildings go from sturdy stone structures to leaning wood shacks that devour the light leaving the place perpetually shaded.

As doubt starts to gnaw at you, Joz halts the horse in front of a wooden building in much better repair than the others around it. The building stands straight and doesn’t lean over like the others and its wood planks have been painted a dark green color. Following Joz’s lead you step down carefully off of the cart and on to the wooden porch jutting out from the front of the edifice. As you do so, you notice a wooden sign hanging over your head depicting a rather attractive young lady in a towel pouring steaming water into a wash tub with the words “Madame Ith’s” inscribed on the bottom. As Joz pushes his way through the door a wave of warm, humid, and sweet-smelling air greets you. Inside a large woman in a rather revealing dress, smiles at you from the front desk.

“You brought us to a brothel?” you mutter out the side of your mouth and into Joz’s ear.

“Not exactly,” he mutters back.

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As you approach the woman her smile turns to open mouthed surprise. “Jozy is that you, oh it’s been a while since we last saw you here. How have you been dear.”

“Fine missus Ith,”

“Oh, and who is your friend,”

“This is Matthias, a close friend,”

“Let me get a look at you dear,” Ith says as you both draw closer. The woman looks you up and down in way that makes you feel naked before her. She locks eyes with you for a long moment before she blinks and shudders “What intense eyes you have Matthias, their the kind a girl could get lost in if she’s not careful. And Jozy what have they been feeding you, you’re nothing but skin and bone.” The woman says leaning over the desk to cup Joz’s face in her hands and examine his features.

“They feed me fine missus Ith, it’s all just gone into muscle,” Joz says rolling up a sleeve to expose his bicep. With coo missus Ith squeezes Joz’s bicep with her rather meaty hands.

“Oh my Jozy whatever they’re feeding you, keep eating it. Now.” Ith settles back in behind her desk “What can I help you boys with today?”

“I’ll let my friend here decide, we really came here for him anyway. Though this is his first time at a place like this so, you’ll have to explain how this works.” Joz says as he reaches down to his Rupee pouch and begins counting.

“Well dear, this is a combination bath house and massage parlor, where the attending girls are a little freer with how much skin they show. You’re allowed to look, but don’t touch darling. Other than that, you can sit back, relax, and enjoy the experience. Now, what can we help you with today darling. A bath, a massage, both. Those or anything in between we can help you with?”

> “Just a bath today,” you’ve got time for a bath but that’s about it.
> “A message sounds nice,” you’ve got tight muscles all over it’d nice to get those taken care of
> “Why not both,” You could certainly use both after lugging those damn crates around.

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> “Why not both,” You could certainly use both after lugging those damn crates around.

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> “Why not both,” You could certainly use both after lugging those damn crates around.

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> “A message sounds nice,” you’ve got tight muscles all over it’d nice to get those taken care of
I'd go for both, but we're on a bit of a time limit I think.

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> “A message sounds nice,” you’ve got tight muscles all over it’d nice to get those taken care of
Time crunch. Can't get caught here when we're on a mission!

>CAPCHA: STD HX

Oh jeez.

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>> “A message sounds nice,” you’ve got tight muscles all over it’d nice to get those taken care of
I dont want to be late

Sorry anons no update today I got back too late and don't want to write while groggy. Should be able to make up for it with two post tomorrow though.

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No worries. Sleep well, QM!

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“A message does sound nice, I’ll go with that.”

“Excellent choice darling. Twenty Rupees please.”

After fishing a red Rupee out of your pouch, Madame Ith shows you and Joz to a changing room, where you swap out your training fatigues for a simple towel round the waist. You are then brought to a room, heavy with the scent of perfumes and oils, and told to lie down on one of the tables. With a clap of her hands and a call of “These two gentlemen need attending to ladies.” Madame Ith departs and three women wearing towels that just barely cover them enter. The experience is satisfying to say the least, a pleasure for the senses, as with smooth gentle movements oil is applied to your back, arms, and legs before your muscles are soothed and gently massaged, undoing knots and relaxing tensed tendons. If there weren’t such enjoyable sights to be seen you would have closed your eyes and possibly fell asleep.

In all too short a time the message is over and you’re wiped down and your clothes returned. You wished you could have stayed just a little longer and maybe had a bath, but duty calls and you and Joz have been away long enough. You bid farewell to Madame Ith and she tells you to “Come back anytime dears,” with a wink.

>With your aches and pains taken care of and your muscles relaxed you feel rejuvenated. You’ve gained 4 temporary HP

You manage to arrive back at the barracks with no one questioning the length of your visit to the smithy, and this time you conscript the help of your fellow trainees to help you unload the bulky cargo of equipment. That night as you drift off to sleep, for once not plagued by any sore muscles, you ponder what tomorrow will bring, tomorrow, the day you’ll attend to the King of Hyrule.

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You wake up, as instructed, dark and early with the sun only just beginning to paint the eastern horizon beautiful shades of red and orange. You wash your face and don your freshly polished armor, before snagging and apple from the kitchens and heading out to Hyrule Castle. The streets of the castle town are dead, save for the merchants setting up their stalls for a day of haggling and trading, and the bakers, who had been up hours before you to fill the streets outside their shops with the smells of baking bread. Arriving at the castle gates you are halted by the guards who demand you state your business.

“Trainee Matthias here to see Captain Laro.” You say and one of the guard’s face lights up in recognition.

“Ahh yeah, the captain said there’d be one of you coming this morning. Well come on in.” The guard says issuing you through the portcullis’s wicket gate. The man leads you a little way in before grabbing a young servant boy out of a crowd of servants busily bustling about the castle and having him take you the rest of the way. The halls of the castle twist and turn as the boy leads you down them at a speed that you’d call a sprinting walk. You almost have to jog as the boy moves through what you assume are servants’ passages to take you to your destination. Soon the boy leads you through a door out into a well lit and carpeted passage, and stops in front of an open where you can see Captain Laro stands behind a desk with several other men standing across from him. The servant boy gives you a little bow before taking off back the way you’d come up. As you approach the door you overhear Laro speaking.

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“Izul, I want your men at the gate to escort our guests to the throne room for the ceremony. Oto your people should line the route to the council chambers and stand guard when for when the formal talks and treaty negotiations begin. An- who goes there?” Captain Laro calls catching sight of you in the doorway.

“Trainee Matthias sir, you requested me?”

“Ah Matthias, yes, well come on in don’t stand in the door like a spy eavesdropping. Matthias these are sergeants Izul, Oto, and Korus.” Laro says introducing each man in turn. “You’ll be helping Korus’s men here guard the throne room during the introduction ceremony. He’ll walk you through what you’ll be doing. Now you all have your assignments get to it.” Everyone in the room gives Laro a salute before making for the door.

Out in the hall sergeant Korus stops to look you over. “So, you’re the kid the captain was talking about. Terrible stuff about what happened to Instructor Ko, but the way I hear it you performed well under pressure. Good, you’ll need that here, being a guard for these ceremony’s is dangerous, not for your life, but for your career. One slip up in front of the nobility and you could find yourself cleaning latrines for the rest of your days. I don’t mean to scare you, just remind you that being a guard at the castle isn’t the cakewalk it might seem. Now before I show you the ropes, any questions?”

>Any questions for the sergeant?

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>With all due respect, if it's so dangerous to my reputation... Doe sit also present a major opportunity?
>Why did you choose me, anyway? I mean, I appreciate it, but I performed well in a dangerous situation... Not a diplomatic one, right?

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“With all due respect sergeant, if it's so dangerous to my reputation... Does it also present a major opportunity?”

The sergeant lets out a little laugh “No kid, this is a dead-end position everyone here has plateaued. Once a castle guard always, there’s no place here for valorous deeds or daring stunts. No opportunity to gain fame or money. You’ll slay no monsters and rescue no damsels. But this job is a safe one, you’ll be slain by no monsters and stabbed by no bandit, although you might be slapped by a damsel. Plus, your pay is regular and decent, you’ll always have a warm bed to sleep in, and you’ll never miss a meal or go to bed hungry,” he laughs slapping his protruding belly.

“Then why did the captain choose me? He doesn’t think I’ve plateaued, does he?” you ask worry creeping into your tone.

“Hey, relax kid your way too young to be retired to guard duty at the castle just yet. No, if I know the captain, he’s testing you. You performed well on the battlefield, kept your head on straight, but now the captain wants to see how you perform on the social battlefield. Can you keep your feelings in check, do you respect authority, can you follow orders, that sort of thing. I bet Captain Laro has something bigger planned for you kid, you just gotta jump through some hoops is all.” The sergeant says giving you a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “Now, anything else?”

You shake your head felling a little better and ready to get to your duty.

“Good, now first things first, lets get you a spear…”

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On your trip the armory sergeant Korus explains the basics of your duty which as it turns out is mostly standing at attention and politely declining the requests and demands of drunken nobles. “It really is that easy you just hold your spear and stand still as a statue, even if Lord Tipsy vomits on your boots,” The sergeant shudders as if remembering a personal experience. “If he asks for your spear, or any other bit of your equipment, say I’m sorry your lordship but I cannot. And if he steals it anyway let him, just report what happened to the captain or me when your shift is over and we’ll get you another one.” He says understanding lacing his words “Now if two nobles start fighting don’t move without the captain’s or the king’s say so. The last thing you want is some noble challenging YOU for his honor because you touched his skin or tugged too hard on his expensive shirt. The only other time you’re allowed to move is if there is a threat to the King or his family. Other than that, just stand there, swipe a few snacks off the platters when no one is looking, and watch the nobility make asses of themselves.” The sergeant chortles and gives you a slap on the back as the two of you finally enter the throne room.

The grand space was bustling with activity as tables, benches, chairs we’re being brought in and set up by a steady stream of servants. Floors were being swept and mopped. Windows were being washed. And every bit of wood or glass or metal was being polished to a mirror shine. Over the din of preparation Korus leads to a spot nearer the throne.

“You’ll be here, stationed nearer the royal guards and the royal family, right next to the higher nobility. Don’t worry about the whole ‘higher’ thing just treat them like I told you and you’ll do fine. In fact, the high nobles are probably the most well behaved of the lot, seeing as they’ve got the king literally breathing down their necks.” He lets out a little chuckle and takes you back out of the throne room. “That’s all there is to it. Now we’ve got a few more hours before we have to be in position, is there any place in the you want to see? I can show you around if you’d like.

> “Sure, I’ve always wanted to see…” [Write-in] (The tour will include places like: the library, barracks, kitchen’s, etc. write in if you want to visit any place in particular)
> “I’d like to patrol around the throne room for a bit if you don’t mind. I want to get a feel for the place.”
> “Actually, I’d like to know a bit more about this ceremony that’s taking place, I haven’t heard much about it yet.

>>5650521
> “Sure, I’ve always wanted to see…” [Write-in] (The tour will include places like: the library, barracks, kitchen’s, etc. write in if you want to visit any place in particular)
>Barracks and if we have the time the library.

>>5650521
> “Sure, I’ve always wanted to see…” [Write-in] (The tour will include places like: the library, barracks, kitchen’s, etc. write in if you want to visit any place in particular)
>Barracks and if we have the time the library.

>>5650521
>> “Sure, I’ve always wanted to see…” [Write-in] (The tour will include places like: the library, barracks, kitchen’s, etc. write in if you want to visit any place in particular)
>Barracks, Library, and the Kitchen

>>5650521
> “Sure, I’ve always wanted to see…” [Write-in] (The tour will include places like: the library, barracks, kitchen’s, etc. write in if you want to visit any place in particular)
>Barracks and if we have the time the library

>>5650521
> “Sure, I’ve always wanted to see…” [Write-in] (The tour will include places like: the library, barracks, kitchen’s, etc. write in if you want to visit any place in particular)
>Barracks and if we have the time the library.

>>5650521
>“Sure, I’ve always wanted to see…”
If there were any secret passages around the castle. This might come in handy!

>>5650521
> “Actually, I’d like to know a bit more about this ceremony that’s taking place, I haven’t heard much about it yet.

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“Sure, I’d like to see where the barracks and the library, if you don’t mind.”

“Not at all lets go kid.”

The sergeant’s tour begins, as requested, with the barracks. Located in the center of the castle on the ground and second floors, it is conveniently armory adjacent and filled with row upon row of bunks. Not too dissimilar from your trainee barracks in the castle town. At this hour of the day, they are mostly deserted save for a few servants cleaning and making beds, and the soldiers with night watch duty either winding down after their shift or already asleep in their bunks. The sergeant introduces you to a few of the one still awake playing cards.

“Matthias, these lazy bums have the easiest job at the castle, night watch. Meet Basso, Obi, Ozi, Joli.” Korus says gesturing to the each of the four men seated around a table littered with cards and tankards.

“Easy my ass,” Obi says lolling his head over his shoulder to look at you and the sergeant. “When’s the last time you tried living like a vampire sergeant, up all night, sleeping all day, and seeing precious little of the sun.”

“Last month when I was on night watch.” Korus shoots back “You see kid, we all take a turn at night watch, we’ve got enough men for three rotations so each man serves four months of night watch a year, and right now these sorry sacks are up.”

“Not for much longer, thank the goddesses.” Mumbles Obi.

“So, who’s the new blood sergeant, he looks a little young.” Ozi says turning away from his cards to look you over.

“This is Matthias, he’s helping out with security for the ceremony today, just some extra protection for the court. I’m showing him around a little bit before his shift starts.”

“Oh, you’d take him down here to show him the Boards,”

“No, I just came to show him where our slackers sleep,”

“Ah c’mon sergeant let him try his hand at the Boards,” Basso begs “It’s a tradition for new bloods.”

“I’d rather the kid not have a broken nose before the ceremony,”

“Oh he won’t break anything, not if he’s quick,” Ozi says reaching under a bunk and pulling out two planks of wood attached to form and L shape “You just gotta go from one end of the room to the other without stepping on a board and getting smacked in the face. Easy right.”

“Easy? Yeah except for the part where you blind fold the kid and spin him dizzy until he can’t stand up straight. C’mon Matthew let’s get on with your tour.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to do it kid, there’s 100 rupees in it for you if you do it.”

> Follow the Sergeant out, you don’t have time for this silly little game.
> “I’ll bite, let’s play this game,” The money’s nice, but you almost want to do this to prove you can.

>>5652767
> Follow the Sergeant out, you don’t have time for this silly little game.
Let's show off our Wisdom, rather than Courage, in this instance.

>>5652767
>> Follow the Sergeant out, you don’t have time for this silly little game.

>>5652767
> Follow the Sergeant out, you don’t have time for this silly little game.

>>5652767
>Follow the Sergeant out, you don’t have time for this silly little game.
Tempting, but it'll have to wait for another day. Perhaps whenever we become an official member of the guard

>>5652767
>> Follow the Sergeant out, you don’t have time for this silly little game.

>>5652767
>> “I’ll bite, let’s play this game,” The money’s nice, but you almost want to do this to prove you can.

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>>5653003

Ignoring the coaxing of the night watchmen you turn and follow sergeant Korus out of the barracks and resume your tour of the castle.

The library is dead silent compared to the rest of the castle. Here, no servants hurry about from task to task and tall shelves of books quickly swallow any sound. The thick air is heavy with the smell of musty pages and dust, and despite large windows letting in the sun, the spaces between shelves are dark and stifling.

“This is the library, or the grand archives, if you’re talking to the archivist. He’d tell you about how much culture and knowledge is stored in dust tomes an-”

“And I’d be right sergeant Korus,” says an old and worn voice from behind you. Korus jumps at the sound and the two of you turn to find a hunched over old man in a simple dark blue robe with thick glasses standing behind you with a large book clutched in his gnarled hands.

“Master Archivist,” Korus breathes his voice edged with cautious relief. “I didn’t see you there. I was just showing our new recruit Matthias here around the castle.”

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>>5653590

The archivist gives you a quick glance and then sighs “And here I thought I’d gotten an assistant. Well, if you’re getting a tour of the castle, I might as well show you the archives.” The librarian walks past the two of you then stops just a few steps ahead and turns. “These are the Grand Archives. The books accumulated here contain the rich cultural, historical, and scientific knowledge of the people of Hyrule going back to the very founding of the kingdom. The size of these archives is a testament to value the kings of Hyrule place on knowledge and the art of writing. Why, the reason we have a second floor is due to gracious patronage of the previous king.” The archivist is about to go on but stops as Korus lets out a soft yawn and blinks his eyes blearily. “But I highly doubt, you care about the history of this library or its contents. You’ll probably only use this place as a shortcut to the kitchens, or as a quiet spot to take naps, isn’t that right sergeant Korus?”

“What, oh yes, very important.” Korus answers, returning to the conversation.

The archivist lets out a sigh and points to a door leading down a small stair case. “I the kitchens are that way, if you wish to resume the tour sergeant.”

“Ah, a good idea we’ll pop in quick then get back up to the throne room the ceremony starts in a bit.”

> Finally, an excuse to go you were falling asleep listening to the archivist go on.
> “Actually, master archivist I was wondering, this place contains all types of books, correct? Would happen to have books on fighting techniques, strategy, or even just old battles? Even with limited time, it would be nice to know where the books are in case you come back here someday.
> “Thank you for the lesson master archivist, while I don’t know how to read very well myself I always liked hearing my uncles read me stories about heroes from the past” reading isn’t really your thing, but it wouldn’t hurt to try and get to know the archivist better.

>>5653592
> “Thank you for the lesson master archivist, while I don’t know how to read very well myself I always liked hearing my uncles read me stories about heroes from the past” reading isn’t really your thing, but it wouldn’t hurt to try and get to know the archivist better.

>>5653592
>> “Thank you for the lesson master archivist, while I don’t know how to read very well myself I always liked hearing my uncles read me stories about heroes from the past” reading isn’t really your thing, but it wouldn’t hurt to try and get to know the archivist better.

>>5653592
> “Thank you for the lesson master archivist, while I don’t know how to read very well myself I always liked hearing my uncles read me stories about heroes from the past” reading isn’t really your thing, but it wouldn’t hurt to try and get to know the archivist better.

>>5653592
> “Actually, master archivist I was wondering, this place contains all types of books, correct? Would happen to have books on fighting techniques, strategy, or even just old battles? Even with limited time, it would be nice to know where the books are in case you come back here someday.

>>5653592
>Actually, master archivist I was wondering, this place contains all types of books, correct? Would happen to have books on fighting techniques, strategy, or even just old battles? Even with limited time, it would be nice to know where the books are in case you come back here someday.

>>5653592
>“Thank you for the lesson master archivist, while I don’t know how to read very well myself I always liked hearing my uncles read me stories about heroes from the past” reading isn’t really your thing, but it wouldn’t hurt to try and get to know the archivist better
Huh, I'm surprised we know how to read in the first place.

>>5653592
>> “Thank you for the lesson master archivist, while I don’t know how to read very well myself I always liked hearing my uncles read me stories about heroes from the past” reading isn’t really your thing, but it wouldn’t hurt to try and get to know the archivist better.

>>5653592
>“Thank you for the lesson master archivist, while I don’t know how to read very well myself I always liked hearing my uncles read me stories about heroes from the past” reading isn’t really your thing, but it wouldn’t hurt to try and get to know the archivist better.
>>5653697
We could read a ledger and street signs at least. I'd be surprised if our literacy went much further than that though. I'm hoping he could help us learn more if he takes a liking to us

>>5653592
>> “Thank you for the lesson master archivist, while I don’t know how to read very well myself I always liked hearing my uncles read me stories about heroes from the past” reading isn’t really your thing, but it wouldn’t hurt to try and get to know the archivist better.

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“Thank you for the lesson master archivist, while I don’t know how to read very well myself, I always liked hearing my uncles read me stories about heroes from the past.”

“You know how to read?” the archivist says cocking a bushy eyebrow.

“Only a little, my uncle was a merchant, he taught me how to read from his ledgers, so I only know simple words like cloth, fish, iron, grain.”

“Tell me boy, did he also teach you numbers?”

“He taught me two plus two is four and that four minus three is one.”

The archivist’s other eyebrow raises in surprise “Well boy being able to do that puts you head and shoulders above the rest of the layabouts here. You know we’re surprisingly similar boy I too started out as an illiterate commoner, and it was my love of stories that drove me to pester the local magistrate until he took me on as an assistant and taught me to read. I simply devoured writing of any kind while I was there and noticing my passion for books and writing the magistrate forwarded me here to help the old archivist manage this massive collection of knowledge. It was a dream come true, all the books I could ever wish to read at my finger tips and nearly all the time in the world to read them in,” the archivist lets out a longing sigh, “Although now-a-days I find I don’t have the time to enjoy reading as much as I once did. Everything seems to take longer than it used to and I find it harder and harder to focus on the words on the page these days.” The Archivist falls silent and seems to shrink as he contemplates his own words.

Looking at the archivist now, you don’t see an irritable old man fed up with the ignorance of those around him, but rather an old man saddened and not a little bit frightened by his own failing body and mind. That one day he will be unable to do thing that he loves. In a moment of compassion for this old man you reach out and touch him breaking him from his reverie. “Um Wha-what were we talking about? Oh yes you said you liked hearing stories about heroes from the past, did you? Well I’ll tell you what, come by the archives again when you have some free time and I’ll show you some books on Hyrule’s heroic folklore.”

“Thank you, archivist,” you say bowing your head slightly.

“Oh, its archivist Jirron and think nothing of it.” Jirron glances over at sergeant Korus who’d been waiting by the door. “I think I’ve taken enough of your time boy, best get back to your duties before Korus over there falls asleep.” With that the archivist leaves you heading into the maze of books while you catch up with Korus.

>>5654366

“Ready to go now sir,”

“Hm, what” the sergeant blinks the sleep from his eyes and stretches before looking out the archive’s massive windows. “Well I don’t think we’ll have time to visit the kitchens we better head up to the throne room now.” The sergeant moves at an accelerated pace up through the halls of the castle to the throne room. As you move along you notice more and more servants filling the halls congesting them with traffic and slowing your progress slightly. It is then that a thought strikes you.

“Sergeant are there any secret passages for getting around the castle quicker?”

Korus glances back at you and shakes his head. “Not that I would know of, the only ones I might know of are servants’ passages. If there were any secret ways around the castle the only people who would know would be the royal family and a few others like maybe captain Laro or the royal guards.” The way forward clears some what of servants and you push through.

>Okay anons this will be your first skill check I’ll be using a d100, roll under system with 1 being a crit and 100 a crit fail for now. I need three anons to roll a d100 for me.

> Base DC 20 (Well Hidden/Crowded Place)
> 3 Wisdom +15DC
> Total DC 35
0 = You don’t notice anything.
1 = You notice someone, but they slip away.
2 = You notice and confront a suspicious individual
3 = You confront a suspicious individual and uncover damning evidence

Rolled 48 (1d100)

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>>5654368

Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>5654368

well that didn't go so well did it. Wonder what the spoilers mean exactly, magnitudes of success?

>>5654514

Yes they represent the degree of success depending on the number of passes. Don't worry too much about these rolls this was more of a passive check. Although it would've made things mighty interesting if you'd gotten at least two successes

>>5654556
10 rupees says it's zelda trying to sneak out

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You are jostled a little by the stream of servants and one particularly aggressive maid almost knocks you over as she shoulders her way past, but you finally push your way into the throne room. It had changed a lot since you'd left to tour the castle. Benches, tables and chairs now filled the room segregating it into neat rows. Huge draperies dangle off the walls proudly displaying the sigil of the royal family. A massively long red carpet trimmed with gold had been rolled out leading all the way from the entrance to the throne. Many of the castle guards had already taken up their positions and we're now lazily watching the hurried last minute preparations or chatting with other nearby guards.

"Okay Matthias take up your position and settle in. Remember what I told you, stand still, be polite, and only move when ordered. I’ll be positioned by the door at the start of the ceremony, but once things are settled and going smoothly, I’ll patrol around and check in on you. Captain Laro will also be here schmoozing around with the lesser nobility and running security checks, so he’ll probably check in on you at some point as well. Good luck kid, see you in a bit.” With a reassuring slap on the back sergeant Korus leaves you to your duties.

You assume your position and adopt a relaxed guard stance, watching the servants put the finishing touches on the throne room by placing vases large and small full of flowers all over the place. It isn’t long before everything is in place and most of the servants file out to be replaced by what you assume are those here by invitation, those with common or lesser blood brought here by the grace of the king, they are dressed in the best they can afford, well made and clean if slightly drab clothes. They shuffle in quietly, nervous and a little unsure of themselves. A well-dressed footman directs them to stand to either side of the carpet close to the door. Next to enter are the lesser nobility, knights, unlanded nobles, then barons and lesser land owners. A herald announces their names and titles as they pass through the door. Their dress is fine, colorful, and well made, but without much flair with only a ring, some earrings, or a fine necklace or broach to adorn them. They enter, some with pomp and grace, others laughing and chattering amongst themselves. They fill in next to the invitees further down the chamber. Next come the higher nobles, they enter one at a time waiting for the herald to announce them and all their titles before proceeding with composure and grace to the far end of the hall and taking up positions close to the throne. They are richly adorned in luxurious fabrics, well embroidered and bedecked with jewelry.

>>5655205

There is a deafening blast of trumpets and contingent of the royal guards marches into the hall, their armor and weapons far shinier and better quality than yours, they line the route to the throne in front of you, as the Herald announces in his loudest voice “Lords and Ladies of the court, I present to thee thy lord and liege King Rham Bronpharus Hyrule.” The King of Hyrule strides in to the chamber and his presence is felt immediately as everyone stands to attention and the room seems to take on a more stately and regal air. The man is tall with a slight gut that only seems to make him more regal not less, his face is creased with wrinkles and his black hair and beard are speckled with white. He stops a few steps from the entrance and turns to offer his hand to his wife, the Queen as she enters the room. She too gives off a regal bearing, but it is countered by a maternal warmness that makes you think of your own mother. She smiles brightly, her bright blue eyes sparkling as she takes her husband’s hand. She does not show the weight of rulership as her husband does, her hair is still a fair blonde and her skin is unblemished and glowing with vitality. The king and queen are followed by their children, four boys and three girls though you notice that one of their sons is missing. The three boys in attendance, although they are all old enough that you should be thinking of them as men, follow close behind their father each of them attempting to mirror his proud and noble bearing. The three girls, one full grown women, one on the cusp of womanhood, and one still a child, follow behind their mother trying to display her same warm regality.

The king and queen take their seats atop their thrones at the end of the room, their children huddle in close around them with the royal guards falling in and setting up to either side of the throne. The rest of the nobility shuffles closer in a loose semicircle starting at the throne and radiating outward. The herald, now positioned next to the king calls out. “The king will now hear from his petitioners, Mayor Zissin of Lanteria you may now make your petition.” As the herald speaks, servant quietly shuffle in with wine and small snacks for the attendees, and the room seems to relax a little, your fellow guards easing their stances slightly with some accepting snacks as servants walk by. As the petitioners are heard and court drags on, you find yourself…

> Listening closely to the petitioners interested to hear the problems of the kingdom.
> Watching the nobility and the Royal family overhearing snippets of their conversations as they chatter.
> Keeping a close eye on the proceedings of the chamber watching for odd behavior. Korus said this job would be a boring cake walk but you’re not so sure.

>>5655207
> Keeping a close eye on the proceedings of the chamber watching for odd behavior. Korus said this job would be a boring cake walk but you’re not so sure.

>>5655207
> Keeping a close eye on the proceedings of the chamber watching for odd behavior. Korus said this job would be a boring cake walk but you’re not so sure.

>>5655205
>one particularly aggressive maid almost knocks you over as she shoulders her way past
>>5654673
I think you're right.

>>5655207
> Listening closely to the petitioners interested to hear the problems of the kingdom.

>>5655207
>> Keeping a close eye on the proceedings of the chamber watching for odd behavior. Korus said this job would be a boring cake walk but you’re not so sure.
>>5655227
QM got his notes read instantly kek.

>>5655207
>Keeping a close eye on the proceedings of the chamber watching for odd behavior. Korus said this job would be a boring cake walk but you’re not so sure.

>>5655207
>> Keeping a close eye on the proceedings of the chamber watching for odd behavior. Korus said this job would be a boring cake walk but you’re not so sure.

>>5655207
> Keeping a close eye on the proceedings of the chamber watching for odd behavior. Korus said this job would be a boring cake walk but you’re not so sure.

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Okay I need 3 anons to roll of a d100 for me. Update will come in a few hours yet.

> Base DC 30 (Well Hidden/Active Search)
> 3 Wisdom +15DC
> Total DC 45

0 Passes = You don’t notice anything.
1 Passes = You notice movement in the rafters above, but can’t quite make anything out.
2 Passes = You notice and identify a shape in the rafters.
3 Passes = You get a good look at a figure up in the rafters above the court, plus an interesting insight.

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>5655581

Rolled 77 (1d100)

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Rolled 1 (1d100)

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>>5655744
Holy shit. Good on y’a Anon.

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>>5655581
This count as something special? what are your crit rules?

>>5655744
Nice.

>>5655744

Well isn't that something.

>>5655747

Yes anon crits are special in the fact that they override everything and give special additional effects. Update in progress sit tight everyone.

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> Critical Success!
> All individuals in rafters spotted and clearly identified. Connection to royal family established.
> Permanent + 5 to all detection/inspection checks

As the petitioners make their requests you keep your head on a swivel carefully looking over the chambers watching for threats. Despite sergeant Korus’s words about taking it easy, you just can’t shake the feeling that something is off. Taking a deep breath, you crane your neck upwards to stretch and that’s when you spot it, movement up in the rafters. You freeze your eyes searching the darkness above. Standing in the rafters above the throne is a strangely dressed individual, wait not one individual, two. Both of them garbed in dark form fitting cloth wraps around their heads and faces to conceal their identity. You also notice a strange eyelike symbol emblazoned on their chests and odd identifier for some assassins. You casually roll your head to the side in another stretch and spot two more figures in the rafters above the entrance to the chamber. Your heart starts to beat faster as you carefully scan for additional people in the rafters, but find no more. Four people, two to block the entrance, two to cover the king. If they wanted to, they could easily take out the king before you could so much as shout a warning. So why hadn’t they?

The thought gives you pause as you consider your options, it is then out of the corner of your eye, that you spot the youngest princess waving at something. You follow her gaze up to the rafters. She’s waving at the assassins? To your surprise one of the assassins waves back, something fishy was definitely going on here.

“How’s it going kid,” sergeant Korus’s voice in your ear nearly makes you jump out of your boots “Woah, sorry kid didn’t mean to startle you, everything alright?”

“There are assassins in the rafters.” you hiss out of the corner of your mouth “Right above the king.”

Korus directs his gaze up to the rafters and squints into the darkness for a moment before his eyes grow wide and his face blanches. “Okay kid, stay calm and act casual they haven’t pounced yet, which means their waiting for something. Wait here and I’ll notify the captain.” Korus says, a slight quiver in his voice. Moving as calmly as he is able, Korus walks over to the ring of onlookers around the king, to captain Laro, who you only now notice is among the lesser nobles and knights dressed not in his armor, but a finely woven vest and coat. You watch as Korus leans in and whispers into the captain’s ear. Laro doesn’t even react, merely whispering back to Korus and sending the sergeant away. Korus makes his way back to you, some color returned to his cheeks.

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>>5655965

“Captain says not to worry about it, the people up there are some kind of royal guard he said, but they’re nothing I’ve ever seen before. Good eyes by the way, I never would have known they were there if you hadn’t pointed them out. Its weird though I’ve stood guard in this chamber for many years and looked up at the rafters and seen nothing every time. Are those foreign visitors the reason?” Korus muses to himself.

“Foreign visitors?” you ask.

“Yeah didn’t the captain tell you, it’s the whole reason court is being held today there are-“

Korus cuts himself short as a young page hurries into the room and approaches the throne. “I beg your forgiveness your majesty, but some foreign dignitaries have arrived for you sire.” The page says bowing low before the king.

King Rham nods gravely and turns to the nobles, “We will continue with the petitions and matters of the court later. It appears our foreign guests have finally arrived.”

“That is not all my lord,” the page says and he whispers something into the king’s ear. The King’s expression betrays not one emotion, but after the page finishes, the king rises to his feet. “Show him in,” he says his eyes fixed upon the entrance to the throne room. The page hurries out accompanied by the herald and Korus quickly leaves you to return to his post. The nobility and other guest clear a path to the king filtering out around the throne as the royal guard move forward to line the approach to the king. You don’t have long to ponder who the foreign guests might be as the herald returns and loudly announces the new arrivals.

“Lords and Ladies of the court I present to you all The Lord of the Gerudo people, King Gannondorf.” A murmur ripples through the crowd as through the door steps a giant, muscled man easily half again as tall as you, with well-tanned skin and a fiery mane of red hair. He’s bare chested with a green and gold embroidered tunic skirt covering him from the waist down. He is modestly adorned with jewelry and even his crown is a simple gold circlet around his head. He strides into the room a cocky smile on his face, his every step oozing confidence as he looks around the room like some one would examine a house they were going to purchase.

Entering behind the Gerudo King is a contingent of Gerudo Guards, all women by the looks of it and all of them larger and more muscled than you. They march in gilded armor gleaming and spears in hand, their faces concealed behind masks and veils. You grip your own spear tighter as the follow their king into the room, but stop just after the entrance and stand their ground.

“King Rham,” Gannondorf speaks, his voice is deep but his tone is light and casual. “Sorry for the delay, we were held up at the border.”

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>>5655968

Rham doesn’t react and his tone is flat and matter of fact. “We were expecting a diplomat, not the King of the Gerudo himself.”

“Ack, diplomats are not my way, I prefer to settle matters in person, man to man, king to king.” He says with a dismissive gesture. “I wish to see those who pursue treaties with me, to look them in the eye and measure their worth.” The King of the Gerudo’s locks eyes with King Rham and there is a long and tense moment as the two stare each other down. The moment is broken by Gannondorf who turns first, and lets out a loud peal of laughter “Ha, the Hylian King is a man of iron will I see. Good I can trust such man to be true to his word.”

“We Hylians value honor and integrity,” King Rham responds “We also value honesty and openness, so tell me King of the Gerudo why you have brought armed soldiers into my home.”

Gannondorf glances over his shoulder at his guards. “Fear not my intentions King of Hyrule. I wouldn’t have brought any guards, but my people’s concern for me is great and while I believe in YOUR good intentions my people still wished for me to be protected by a few guards.” He says a pleasant smile creasing his lips.

King Rham nods “Very well, but I would have them disarm while they are in the throne room. For my people also care very much for me and would feel threatened by so many armed individuals so close to their king.”

“I understand completely,” Gannondorf claps twice and half of the Gerudo hand their spears over to the other half, and the doubly armed contingent of guards leaves the hall. “Better? Now I do hope our two peoples can come to an agreement over this little border dispute. I would hate for more blood to be spilled between two such honorable peoples” The Gerudo King says bowing his head solemnly.

King Rham holds his hand up to stop the Gerudo King. “We can, but such matters should not be discussed in this manner. We will treat with you privately, in the council chambers, but we have a tradition in Hyrule to feed our guests before discussing business with them.”

“Fantastic, ha,” Gannondorf lets out another bark of laughter “I haven’t’ eaten since this morning and I am famished.”

The King nods and calls out to the master servant waiting in the hall. “Master servant serve our guests.” The Master servant nods and nervously sidles out the door past the unarmed Gerudo women.

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>>5655973

Tense air doesn’t leave the room as everyone is seated and the meal is served. Conversations are short and often whispered with glances being thrown toward the Gerudo king at the high table, who is undoubtably the loudest in the room. He tears into the meal before him eating messily and laughing loudly the nobles next to him put on brave faces, but are in obvious discomfort while King Rham maintains his cool comportment. Around the high table the royal guards keep a tight grip on their spears and when you glance up you can see the individuals in the rafters glaring intently at the Gerudo King, their presence here making much more sense to you now.

“Take a break kid,” you jump once again as sergeant Korus places a hand on your shoulder. “I know you haven’t eaten since this morning and you’ve got a long shift ahead of you, so take a break and get a bite to eat.”

“I’m not really hungry, besides I don’t think I could relax with all this going on.” You answer Korus honestly.

“I know kid, but a soldiers got to know when to take a break, because you never know when your next one might be. We’ll be okay without you for a little bit, we’ll eat in shifts, besides I doubt the Gerudos will try anything just yet, their king is having too much fun.” He says with a nod toward the high table where Gannondorf lets out another laugh.

Heeding the sergeant’s advice, you take a seat at one of the invitees and petitioners tables and force some food and water down your throat. You nearly choke though when one of the large Gerudo women sets down nearby, unhooks her mask and begins devouring a plate of fish. It seems that the Gerudo are eating in shifts as well.

> Ignoring the Gerudo woman, you do as the sergeant said eat and try to relax a little, he’s right you’ve got a long shift ahead of you and being too wound up won’t help.
> You shift over a little closer to the petitioners and listen in on their conversation, they appear to be discussing the boarder incident, that the Gerudo King was referring to.
> Conquering your fear, you attempt to converse with the Gerudo woman. You know little of the Gerudo, and talking to one might provide you with valuable insight, if you can get her talking.

>>5655975
> Ignoring the Gerudo woman, you do as the sergeant said eat and try to relax a little, he’s right you’ve got a long shift ahead of you and being too wound up won’t help.

>>5655975
> Conquering your fear, you attempt to converse with the Gerudo woman. You know little of the Gerudo, and talking to one might provide you with valuable insight, if you can get her talking.
Might as well.
Also, correct me if I'm wrong but isn't Gerudo race all woman except for one guy, that being Gannondorf?

>>5655975
> You shift over a little closer to the petitioners and listen in on their conversation, they appear to be discussing the boarder incident, that the Gerudo King was referring to.

>>5655978
That's pretty much the short of it.

>>5655978

If I remember right it's more like men are extremely rare among the Gerudo with men being born every 100 or 1000 years which I'm just going to equate with men being rare

>>5655975
>>Conquering your fear, you attempt to converse with the Gerudo woman. You know little of the Gerudo, and talking to one might provide you with valuable insight, if you can get her talking.

>>5655975
>Conquering your fear, you attempt to converse with the Gerudo woman. You know little of the Gerudo, and talking to one might provide you with valuable insight, if you can get her talking.

>>Conquering your fear, you attempt to converse with the Gerudo woman. You know little of the Gerudo, and talking to one might provide you with valuable insight, if you can get her talking

>>5655975
>> Conquering your fear, you attempt to converse with the Gerudo woman. You know little of the Gerudo, and talking to one might provide you with valuable insight, if you can get her talking.

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>>5656342

3 anons a d100 each. lets see if you can keep your spaghetti in your pockets.

> Base DC 40 (Unwilling Target)
> 3 Courage +15DC
> Total DC 55

0 Passes = The Gerudo ignores your attempts at conversation and seems a little offended by your attempts.
1 Passes = The Gerudo only answers you in grunts and monosyllabic responses.
2 Passes = The Gerudo talks with you if only a little, but you learn her name. as well as a little bit about Gerudo customs.
3 Passes = Your conversation with the Gerudo woman is rather lively, and you learn much about her and her people, she also seems to take a personal interest in you.

Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>5656744

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>5656744

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>5656744

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>5656750
Well, better than nothing!

>>5656785
Second roll was unintentional, app troubles
Damnit, 2, where were you when we needed you to impress the giant beautiful brown warrior woman?

>>5656934

no worries anon, it wouldn't have lasted long anyway.

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>>5656750
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>>5656775

“How’s the fish?” you ask shifting a little closer to the Gerudo woman.

“Mm” she gives you an agreeable sounding grunt.

“Do often get fish where you come from?”

“M-mm” she gives a slight shrug, which you interpret as sometimes.

There is along pause as you scramble for something else to say “How do you like the weather in Hyrule, it must be a lot cooler than they your homeland.”

The Gerudo woman turns her head slightly and gives you a look that says why are you still talking. “Yes. Cooler.”

Her words come out slow and heavily accented, and it occurs to you that this woman might not speak Hylian.

Sucking the grease from the fish off of her fingers the woman then quickly downs the contents of her cup then stands to leave.

“Was nice talking to you,” you say as she walks away.

“Mm,” she grunts one final time.

That could have gone better you think to yourself as you finish the rest of your lunch.

(1/3)

>>5657008

You return to your post and the meal crawls on. The mood in the room slowly lightens, or at least grows a little less tense as wine lessens inhibitions and loosens the tongues of the guests. Conversations become louder and freer, and there is finally some laughter that doesn’t originate from the Gerudo King. It is when this lighter atmosphere settles in, that you notice the two kings leave their seats and rather quietly slip out of the throne room, departing with only a few guards each.

“Looks like the treaty negotiations are finally getting underway,” a voice over your shoulder says. You turn to find captain Laro standing there in his finery, a cup of wine in his hand. Watching the kings depart. “Everything going well Mathias?” he asks.

“Well enough sir, all of this is a little overwhelming though.”

“Yes, this evening has been a little overwhelming for everyone.” Laro says shooting a glance at the Gerudo guards,” By the way well done on spotting our guests in the rafters, not many would have spotted them, and I’m sure they’d be interest to know that you saw them.”

“Thank you sir,”
“I saw you talking to that Gerudo woman earlier,” you flush a little with embarrassment “She say anything to you?”

“Just some grunts sir, it felt more like I was talking at her than with her.”

“Hm, tight lipped are they, well that’s to be expected we aren’t exactly on good terms with the Gerudo.” Laro pauses to take a sip from his cup. “Hopefully our kings can come to some agreement though. It would be nice to not have to worry about our southern border.”

“Captain come here there is someone you just have to meet,” a feminine voice calls out, Laro sighs heavily and places his hand on your shoulder. “Well I have to get back to it. Keep up the good work Matthias I knew I made the right choice bringing you here.”

Laro’s words fill you with pride as he departs. The feeling sustaining you as afternoon turns to dusk and the two kings finally return, although you can tell something is wrong. King Rham enters first at a brisk walk, his stoney face now turned into a scowl. He is followed closely by Gannondorf his eyebrows knit into a frown.

>>5657009

“My offer is very reasonable King Rham,” Gannondorf says his voice loud enough that everyone stops and turns.

“Reasonable?!” King Rham’s tone is incredulous “Handing over the southern grasslands and dismantling our fort in the Yarna Valley is reasonable?!”

“It is when I could take your entire kingdom.” The King of the Gerudo’s words come out like ice and their effect chills the entire room.

King Rham leans forward his words matching Gannondorf’s for their iciness “Is that a threat?”

“It’s more that a threat, it’s a promise” the last word hisses through Gannondorf’s clenched teeth. He pulls away from the king and addresses the whole chamber with his next words “People of Hyrule, long have you oppressed the Gerudo, long have you denied us, long has been the night freezing in the desert lashed by its cruel winds, long has been the day baked in the harsh sun and dying of thirst, long have YOU Hyrule denied us lands that once gave my people LIFE. No more. I have come today Hyrule to offer you one chance to return to us what is rightfully ours. One chance to make things right. One chance to save your kingdom from destruction.” Gannondorf lowers his voice now and address the king directly “What will it be Hylian King life for my people, or death for yours.”

The is a long moment as the two king match wills, then the King of Hyrule raises his voice “Guards remove the Gerudo from my castle and these lands.” The royal guards begin to advance, spears lowered toward the Gerudo King.

“Death it is,” Gannondorf says. Then in a movement so quick that you cannot see it Gannondorf strikes Rham so hard, the king is sent flying back across the hall through the high table, through the throne itself, and it’s the wall at the back of the room so hard the stones crack. There is a moment of utter stillness in the chamber, then everything happens at once. The royal guards charge Gannondorf and the newly rearmed Gerudo guards move forward to defend him. The Gerudo King waits for neither though and with incredible speed blows past the advancing royal guards and strikes at the King of Hyrule’s first son who barely has time to draw his sword. The normal castle guards nearby are split, some advancing to engage the Gerudo guards, some moving to assist the royal family fight off Gannon, while others move to block the door to the chamber. All the while a panicking crowd of nobles, servants and petitioners screams, cries, and moves every which way in the chamber.

In this moment of utter chaos you decide to…

> Move in to protect the royal family their safety is the priority here.
> Engage the Gerudo guards and prevent them from backing up their liege
> Join the guards at the door and block the enemies escape from the throne room.

The Fall begins…

>>5657010
> Engage the Gerudo guards and prevent them from backing up their liege

>>5657010
> Engage the Gerudo guards and prevent them from backing up their liege

>>5657010
> Move in to protect the royal family their safety is the priority here.
I going to take a guess and say that those Gerudo are the elite guard and say it's a bad idea to try and fight them.

> Move in to protect the royal family their safety is the priority here.

We are guards, and I don’t fancy our chance against the elite arrayed against us.

>>5657010
> Move in to protect the royal family their safety is the priority here.
If they fall then Hyrule is done for and I'd also find it interesting if we can save someone else so that Zelda isn't the only royal left.

>>5657010
>Move in to protect the royal family their safety is the priority here.

>>5657010
> Move in to protect the royal family their safety is the priority here.
We're still just a trainee technically, directly engaging elite Gerudan guards sounds like a death wish. Same goes for confronting Gandondorf, so if we could it'd be better to just grab one of the royals and book it

>>5657010
> Engage the Gerudo guards and prevent them from backing up their liege

>>5657010
>> Move in to protect the royal family their safety is the priority here.

Rolled 6, 9, 9, 1 + 12 = 37 (4d12 + 12)

Let’s see if the Eldest Prince survives a round with Gannondorf

Rolled 6, 5, 4, 6 + 7 = 28 (4d7 + 7)

Prince's defense

Rolled 1, 2, 4, 3 = 10 (4d6)

>>5658064

Prince's riposte (let's see if I can roll dice like this)

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The royal family, they are the priority here. You skirt around the outside of the big melee in the center of the throne room, the Gerudos having given up on protecting their lord, they were forming a Defensive Ring instead, to withstand the Encirclement of guards closing in around them. Above the clash of spears and screams of pain, you can here Captain Laro giving orders.

“Keep tight around them don’t let a single one escape!” He bellows.

Around the shattered remains of the high table, the higher nobility were scrambling to get out of the way as the eldest prince, now technically king, clashed with Gannondorf. The Gerudo King lets fly with a series of Relentless Blows at an icredible speed, but the prince adopts a Fluid Defense that brushes aside the strikes as the come in. Almost like a dance the two fighters shift across the floor the prince giving ground to stay ahead of Gannondorf’s strikes. Then suddenly one of Gannondorf’s punches slips through the prince’s guard and connects with his chest in a blow that would have caved in his rib cage had he not already been dodging out the way. Seeming to ignore the hit, the prince’s dodge turns into a spin that ends with a vicious slash, the seems to catch the Gerudo king off guard and gives him a cut across his bare chest. Not letting up for a second though Gannondorf resumes his attack pressing the prince harder, even as guards begin to arrive to assist.

> Gannondorf took 5 damage

> Eldest Price took 9 damage (good rolls for the prince)

It is at this moment you arrive to the fight, behind Gannondorf on the side where the youngest prince and the two younger princesses are. The youngest prince has already drawn his sword and is beginning to advance on Gannondorf, while the princesses stand horrified, stunned at the sight of their father’s broken body slumped against the wall. Suddenly from the ceiling, the two figures you had seen before, drop down and land with catlike grace. One of them rushes immediately to the king while the other restrains the youngest prince.

“Hold your grace,” he says “That man is too powerful for you, take your sisters and get out of here.”

“No, my brother needs help, and my father needs avenging.” The prince says struggling against the man’s grip.

“You’re too important to be endangering yourself like this my prince, leave the Gerudo king to us and get your sister’s out of here.”

> Help the strange man restrain the prince, he’s right, this Gerudo king seems far too powerful to face head on like this.
> Back the prince and charge Gannondorf from behind, you have to relieve the eldest prince.
> Ignore the argument and organize the arriving guards, you stand a better chance of facing the Gerudo king or escorting the royals away if you’re coordinated.

>>5658100
> Ignore the argument and organize the arriving guards, you stand a better chance of facing the Gerudo king or escorting the royals away if you’re coordinated.
Looking out for number 1, us.

>>5658100
>> Ignore the argument and organize the arriving guards, you stand a better chance of facing the Gerudo king or escorting the royals away if you’re coordinated.

>>5658100
> Ignore the argument and organize the arriving guards, you stand a better chance of facing the Gerudo king or escorting the royals away if you’re coordinated.

>>5658100
>gnore the argument and organize the arriving guards, you stand a better chance of facing the Gerudo king or escorting the royals away if you’re coordinated.

>>5658100
> Help the strange man restrain the prince, he’s right, this Gerudo king seems far too powerful to face head on like this.
Saving another royal could be critical.

>>5658100
>> Ignore the argument and organize the arriving guards, you stand a better chance of facing the Gerudo king or escorting the royals away if you’re coordinated.
A group of guards cannot be ignored, and can provide better aid and protection than one.

I wonder what the power, wisdom, and courage of both Ganon and Eldest Prince looks like. Kind of knowing how below the elites of this era we are from.

>>5658100
> Ignore the argument and organize the arriving guards, you stand a better chance of facing the Gerudo king or escorting the royals away if you’re coordinated.

Rolled 2, 1, 2, 8 + 15 = 28 (4d15 + 15)

Rolling from work let's see how the next round of combat goes.

Here's Gannondorf

Rolled 5, 6, 6, 1 + 7 = 25 (4d7 + 7)

>>5658525

Man Gannondorf is having trouble on his rolls

Prince on defense

Rolled 1, 6, 5, 5 = 17 (4d6)

>>5658527
And the eldest prince is just on his game today

Riposte

If anons wish I need someone to roll

> 3d6+6 for the youngest prince

> 3d5+5 for the middle prince

As the other two princes join their brother.

Rolled 3, 3, 3 + 6 = 15 (3d6 + 6)

>>5658563
Little one go!

Rolled 5, 4, 3 + 5 = 17 (3d5 + 5)

>>5658563

>>5658568
>>5658573

Well done princes they've done some serious damage to Gannondorf, but in the process they've exposed themselves. I will update when I get home.

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>>5658439

Ignoring the strange man and the prince, you begin to organize the arriving guards. “Form up form up, get into formation.”

The guards give you a strange look, wondering who this young kid is giving them orders, but their training and commonsense makes them listen and begin to coalesce around you. Meanwhile, the eldest prince continues his fight against Gannondorf. The King of the Gerudo continues his Relentless Blows against the prince, each strike coming harder and faster than the last one, but the prince stays calm, his Fluid Defense keeping the Gerudo King at bay.

Suddenly, there is a loud shout as, breaking free from the strange man, the youngest prince presses forward in a Reckless Charge. Gannondorf sneaks a glance over his shoulder taking note of the charging prince. The eldest prince uses this lapse in concentration to deliver a thrust the scrapes by on Gannondorf’s ribs. The attack refocuses the Gerudo King and he delivers a quick kick to the eldest prince’s abdomen forcing him back and buying himself some space as the youngest price arrives and lays his sword across Gannondorf’s back leaving a nasty gash, but the Gerudo King does not flinch nor does he cry out in pain. Instead, you see a wicked grin form on his lips as he performs a spin and quick back hand strike the catches the youngest prince full in the face. The prince’s head snaps back violently and he drops to the floor dead, his face a caved in ruin quickly filling with blood.

“No, wait!” the eldest prince shouts as with roar of rage the middle prince charges Gannondorf, ramming his sword into the Gerudo King’s abdomen. At this Gannondorf grimaces in pain and lets out a roar of anger. He slams both of his hands together on the middle prince’s head and with a wet crunch smashes the prince’s skull in a spray of blood. Gannondorf begins to disentangle himself from the middle prince’s body, but the dead prince just won’t let go it clings to the Gerudo King sensationless fingers clutching tightly to his sword. Even thought it had cost him his life the prince had Forced an Opening for his brother.

> Gannondorf took 28 damage
> Eldest Prince took 3 damage
> Middle Prince took 24 damage and is slain
> Youngest Prince took 23 damage and is slain

>>5658977

The strange man who had been restraining the youngest prince flinches away as the boy is killed and catches sight of you and the other guards getting into formation. “You men, take the princesses and escort them out of the castle hurry.” As he says this the two other strangers from the rafters arrive and the one kneeling by the dead king pockets something and joins them. The four strangers the dash forward to engage the Gerudo King and assist the eldest prince.

>Your formation is now 5 men strong

> Do as the strange man commanded, grab the princesses and get them out of the castle.
> Attack the wounded Gerudo King with the strangers and the prince, together, you just might be able to bring him down and end this madness.
> Gather more men, your formation is strong but you’ll need more for and escort or an attack.

>>5658980
>> Do as the strange man commanded, grab the princesses and get them out of the castle.
gtfo

>>5658980
> Attack the wounded Gerudo King with the strangers and the prince, together, you just might be able to bring him down and end this madness.
Fuck it, we ball.

>>5658980
> Do as the strange man commanded, grab the princesses and get them out of the castle.

>>5658980
> Do as the strange man commanded, grab the princesses and get them out of the castle.

>>5658291

To answer your question anon they're stats are roughly double yours, but what makes them really dangerous are their stances.

I wonder if the eldest prince can actually take out the Gerudo King, 33 damage has been done to him and there's now an opening, but I don't really know how much health the guy has. Yet, it's Gannondorf and he's special.
Idk, rushing into help tempts me, as it seems some truly solid damage has been done to the guy and it might cost our hero's life to take him down.

>>5658980
>> Attack the wounded Gerudo King with the strangers and the prince, together, you just might be able to bring him down and end this madness.

Actually, can we take advantage of the forced opening as well?