PREVIOUSLY ON NECROQUEST:
OH MY GOD ALMOST TWO WEEKS AGO
[the monotony of foot travel has worn heavily on your sense of adventure. It's late afternoon now, some hours since your PARTY had set off on your journey. The other members of your group plod along in a similar fashion to you, even the nurse's bounces seem to have slowed down. The landscape around you is mostly the same as when you set off, beaten dirt and grass with trees too sparsely placed to be called a true forest. Your feet ache, but your INDOMITABLE SPIRIT keeps you going.]
[suppressing your INDOMITABLE SPIRIT for a moment, you ask Memento if you can take a break because you're kinda tired and your feet hurt and you're feeling peckish and maybe you feel like a nap]
[your PARTY stops and she gives you an incredulous look until Brows speaks up]
>"Actually, we have been making some good time, and it is about time to eat. Let's take 10 and grab a bite, we'll keep going after that"
[grudgingly, Memento accepts the logic of your impoverished party member and relents to a break. You gladly swing your SUPPLY BAG off your shoulders, stretching your sore muscles and popping joints in relief. You eagerly reach inside for some roadside grub for the group, your fingers brushing over pears, dried fish, nuts, apricots, bread loaves, and some cheese. Not exactly redwallian, but right now it seems like a feast. Now all you have to do is decide what to grab for the group]
[summoning all your culinary skill, you whip together a backwoods hors d'ovoeuvres by topping pieces of bread with a slice of cheese and pear, then covering it in crushed nuts. You hold out your creation, and are met with modest applause from 4 sets of hooves]
[your PARTY turns towards the new set of hooves]
[the SMUGGEST looking scruffiest sleazebag unicorn greets the four of you with a grin... and a loaded crossbow]
>"Well, what a nice little picnic! If you lot don't mind, I think I'll help myself to some of that. And by some of that, I mean all of that. Now. Don't make sudden moves, I've got half a score more for backup surrounding us. I'd rather get out of this without any violence, but really, that's up to you lot."
I HATE TRAFFIC
Bop him in the horn with a rock.
[of course he has ten more ponies waiting for you. Like you're gonna fall for that. You put your snack down and stand proudly before your marauder, throwing your chest out to laugh in his face. Adding insult to... more insult, you call him worst pony]
[a message from somewhere in the woods cuts your laughter short]
[thinking quickly, you call his bluff a second time. What are the chances that he has even one more pony as backu-]
>"Alright, enough playing around. Hand over that bag and you'll leave unpunctured."
>implying we won't come back as some kind of awakened undead simply to pester Necropone.
Regardless, >>26400386 isn't that great an option because then the other two party members will probably start having second thoughts about coming along with us.
As a bonus to the Close-Quarter-Cuddling plan, we'll have a hostage.
i'd just like to take a moment to say I like your subtleties in the expressions you draw
Fine, give him the loot, but be sure to bemoan that we will never be able to stop the necromancer without it and that our altruistic mission will be ruined. RUINED!
Also have necrpone curse/poision that shit, just assume she can do that.
As soon as he turns around lung for him and grab him by the balls
Use your "sword" to hold him hostage pulsating against his pounut while one hand is pulling his mane back and the other hand wrapped tightly around one of his nuts
One ear in your mouth
Same procedure as last time
quickly run because you've baited the foolish would-be ambushers into giving away their general location and unloading their single-shot crossbows
everyone knows that crossbows take at least a few seconds to reload
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you must feel pretty stupid right now anon
YOU SAID YOU WOULD CALL
>implying bandits would give a shit/believe you
Either try to tell necro to do something to the food so it ends up killing them or try to go for >>26401002
Although I really doubt anon's competence to actually be able to jump a bandit along with the fact that they can still shoot your pones and are probably going to become impatient and just kill all of you.
>implying bandits would give a shit/believe you
Maybe they're a gay band of righteous merry men? Ok, probabbly not.
Maybe they can be persuaded to join us with promises of further riches?
Yea, lets see if we can poision that food after our attempts at diplomacy.
Might actually not be the worst idea. Maybe we can convince them that the lich has huge riches they can plunder.
If we are lucky, he other does or they die during the fight.
If we are unlucky, we at least delayed the confrontation with them for a while.
you guys are forgetting that we don't have the supplies to recruit 10(?) bandits and still make it to the lich that needs killing
we're already stretching things thin with a four-player party and there's no need to increase our numbers over threefold without increasing our supplies
plus, the reason these guys are bandits and are robbing you for food is probably because they have no food or cash to speak of
I'LL GIVE YOU NOTHING BUT COLD STEEL YOU SCUM
Grab the sack and run away. While they shot their arrows, we still don't know where every single one of them is, so if we run a little they'd be forced to get out of their hiding spots. Plus I doubt every one of them are unicorns, so some would get left behind or chase us without a loaded crossbow.
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