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>>566177

Mercenary jobs currently available for the band -

> Protecting Slave Traders in the West

Lord Modeg, a merchant lord from the west, needs men to protect his cargo of slaves in the port city of Tanis. Modeg is a chartered member of the merchant collective, but he is a relatively new player with very little influence. Usually, the merchant collective takes care of the protection of its members. Perhaps Modeg has gotten hold of a particularly valuable cargo and needs more mercenaries than he is assigned by the collective?

You are not entirely sure of Modeg's intentions, but this seems like an easy job with decent pay.

Gold Offered: 20 Gold

> Hunting Heretics in the Midlands

Father Roderick of the Church of Light needs mercenaries to accompany the inquisition and hunt down heretics in Brizden. The church documents state that heretics are demon worshipers who engage in dark rituals where they sacrifice men, women, and children in the name of their dark masters. The church also claims that the heretics lay with demons, succubi, and worse - leading to the birth of unholy monstrosities that prey upon the god fearing men of the midlands.

You are skeptical about most of the church's claims, but the money is good for what should be a moderately easy job.

Gold Offered: 30 Gold

> Mysterious Kidnappings in the East

Lord Rickard of Sheryl needs help in finding a mysterious group of bandits who have kidnapped several of his subjects, including his niece. Sheryl is a town near the Eastern border, so it is safe to assume that the bandits are from the dark forestlands of the east. Something seems to be very wrong here, as the bandits have neither made any contact with Lord Rickard nor claimed ransom for the prisoners.

The East is known as an evil place where outlanders are not welcome, this job might be extremely difficult.

Gold Offered: 60 Gold

>>566184
> Hunting Heretics in the Midlands

>>566184
> heretics
Dem succubi, also middle option and I still don't like escort missions. Calling it for Rickard's niece being a bandit.

>>565284
There are so many options that I'm having trouble deciding.
Leaning either Kasatha/Badlands, Orc/Badlands, Human/Mana Wastes, Human/City Ruins, or Lizardfolk/Islands

Best games are the difficult ones where it's truly a struggle, and I like that feel of tiny, desperate groups fighting tooth and nail over a remains of a dead world.

But at the same time island lizardfolk would also be really cool.

>>565284
Human Tundra

>>565284
Dark Elves, Necropolis

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>>555577

So far, you have...

>Defused a tense situation involving two Weequay enforcers named Gwan and Pror-Gresk. They would have killed you in the blink of an eye if you hadn't remained calm and collected.

>Learned that these enforcers were sent by your old friend Dalt Frey who, burdened by excessive swoop gambling debts, covered his ass by claiming you were holding onto his money.

>Taken it upon yourself to visit Dalt personally to resolve this "misunderstanding."

>Travelled with Gwan to a private prison for debtors, where you were stopped by a small contingent of a Sith loyalist gang known as the Sith Kinship. Pror-Gresk decided to stay behind and nap in the bar.

>Killed or driven off these assailants, at the cost of one of Gwan's fingers. You spared one, which may or may not cause a problem later on.

>Visited Dalt in his cell, separated from the rest of the debtors. He was in horrible shape on account of his defiant behavior after being arrested.

>Met a mysterious swoop bike racketeer named Tol Shani. While amicable as far as criminal masterminds go, she was quite odd. She was a blatant germophobe, and more than likely a non-Jedi Force user.

>Pried a little and learned that Tol Shani and Gwan may have been romantically involved in one way or another... maybe.

>Returned to your apartment with Dalt after some convincing. You promised to pay off his debt by performing a few bounty jobs. Gwan said he had a job for you.

>Discovered a strange bug (device) on a bug (insect) that called a bug (Rodian) in your pad. The Rodian, who was employed by the Hutt Cartel, urged you to visit his boss, Borda the Hutt.

>Opted to go to Borda's yacht rather than visit Gwan. On the way there, you were contacted by a Quarren handler from the Exchange.

>Been ordered ordered you to capture Borda by the Quarren. Though the notion seemed utterly impossible — being that he is a tremendously wealthy kingpin with a small army of bodyguards at his beck and call — you managed to trick him to evacuate his yacht and board the VIP shuttle were traveling in by intimidating the pilot into submission.

>Delivered the Hutt to a low-profile Exchange front, where a group of hired operatives were witing for him. In an unexpected turn of events, the operatives opened fire on the shuttle and the Hutt's bodyguards.

>Evaded almost certain death... again. Infuriated that the operatives would endanger your life and botch a successful mission for no other reason than to send a message, you told the Quarren handler to call them off. He obliges, but it's too little, too late. You evade your imminent death by diving into a passing hovering garbage truck. You pretzel twisted a few of your toes in the process.

>Attempted to visit Gwan in an unassuming underground bar.

>Had your ass beaten by a huge Wookie with dark fur.

That takes us to the present.

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>>555579

Lying here on the pavement makes you wish you had spent more time in the upper reaches of the city. You can see the sky, sure, but only at the whim of the unassuming citizens above. Bound to their skycars and bikes, their only worry is which way they should go and how fast they go in that direction. Maybe you should ring them up and tell them you're on your last legs and you'd like to get one last glimpse at the world you're leaving forever.

People in Nar Shaddaa are driven by their selfishness: they always need something greater, and desire to have more than everyone else.

This is the one and only time you've opted to actually help people, and now you're being clobbered by some frizzled sithspit who never even met you. This must be how it feels for everyone else.

Your thoughtful introspection is cut short by the mild thwack! of a dull vibroblade on your kneecap. If you hadn't caught the Wookiee in the act, you'd assume he had just hit you with a toy sword.

It's clear to you now: this guy doesn't care whether you live or die. The only thing that matters is your apparent weakness. Your battered and bruised exterior will make for a good threat to whichever crime lord this stoopa thinks you work for.

What do you do? Will it even work?

>Your head is the only thing the opponent intends to leave intact, judging by the selective nature of his attacks. Headbutt him the next time he approaches and attempt to gore him. Good luck with that. [Determined] [Extremely Risky]
>Pull your blaster and fire. Hopefully you've got enough strength for this. [Reactive] [Very Risky]
>Pull the pin of a concussion pin on your belt and place it on your chest. This wil temporarily blind you and cause an intense ringing in your ears, but it will do the same to your attacker. [Dexterous] [Very Risky]
>Use your Exchange emergency earpiece. This kind of situation is exactly what they were made for. [Loyal] [Extremely Risky] You may be indebted to them for this. Also, there's no guarantee you'll live long enough to get the assistance you require.
>Throw out a credit stick and nod in its direction. [Desperate] [Risky] This may be a stupid idea.
>Something else? Write-in. No combining options this time. [Risky - Extremely Risky]

Reworked my rolling system a bit. I'll ask you for rolls from now on but I'll still factor in stat modifiers. For new players, [Risk] factor determines how high your roll must be to succeed. Decent rolls will still yield decent results, but with more drawbacks. (i.e. injuries)
Expect grammatical errors. I forgot to save this prompt so I wrote it all over again. I'm not the most organized QM on 4chan, that's for sure.

>>555583
Hey, long time, no see!

Let's try out our new ATA blaster on our wookie friend, here. I've been dying to try it.

>>556019
Head south.
Kill more ice creams.

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>>556022
in the next room you see a snowman an ice type enemy with 8hp if you are fighting multiple one can give the other its hp

>>556037
y'know you sorta need to kill this guy

Ishmael Wrote in last thread:
Stepping onto the steel grate signifying the absolute bottom of the floor, you stretch out your limbs and heft your weapons. You look around you and find shadows and discarded crates among the abandoned bulkheads and rooms, conceding that Gendo has superior knowledge of the terrain here. Instead of rushing ahead into an ambush, you decide to lure him out like the fishy cunt he is, and knowing him, you know exactly what buttons to press.

Walking slowly to the center of the level, noting the various steel grates and lack of lighting and lack of noise, you conclude that this is the most likely ambush spot. Taking out your phone, you jack up the volume and use it to broadcast your challenge to the slimy faggot.

“I wonder, how good was your wife in bed that made you miss her so much when she died, huh? I mean, you must have lost out on some real top-quality pussy to make you burn out into such a fruitcake cuck. Especially since you made a human sock-puppet to keep the memories of that booty around, but that doesn’t make you a real man. A real man would have picked up another mate, you know, establish his dominance by taking another piece of ass. But you, you cucked out my friend, you couldn’t get another one, and you couldn’t even properly raise your son. You know what that makes you, Gendo?”

You slowly smile as your ears pick up the sound of movement in the gaggle of empty crates and shadows in the corner of your eye, the bait must be working especially well to have drawn him out so quickly and so you continue with vigor, slowly increasing the grip on your weapons as you do so.

“It makes you a beta male, a weakling, a follower, somebody not qualified to make decisions. Lucky for you, I’m around, and I’ll give you one last chance to join my pack if you come out on your knees and beg me to take you back.”

Another scattering of footsteps, the sound of something metal impacting against wood, and this time you can hear the heavy draughts of breath signifying somebody suppressing a hefty outburst of anger.

“Though I suppose I should thank you, you know, Gendo. With Rei, I suppose I can try that top-tier pussy out for myself, and she’ll be down for any and everything, again thanks to you.”

With that, you finally hear two loud footsteps that tip you off to the location of a berserk Gendo armed with a standard service pistol and a strange cylindrical device in his opposite hand. Leaping up with a roar, he raises his pistol to fire at you, but you’d anticipated his charge and with one smooth motion, you slap down the gun out of his hand with flat of the longsword.
(1/2)

Ishmael's Responce Continued:

Gendo presses a button on the cylinder, and from the top of the device blazes an unnatural blue light, and you notice heat emitting from it, signifying that the beam of light isn’t just for show. To emphasize the point, he swings the lightsaber, because that’s you assume what it is, and it cleaves through your sword like a guillotine through a neck.

Dropping the ruined blade, you assume a dueling position and raise the Violator to meet his lightsaber mid-swing, and something amazing happens.

The mighty length of purple meets the straight edge of blue colored plasma and immediately stops it, leaving the two of you struggling for control in a contest of strength. Realizing he won’t win against your superior strength, Gendo disengages, and stares at you hatefully before flicking the saber around in a stance you don’t recognize.

“You can’t win you know,” he spits at you venomously, “Everything is already in motion.”

“Yeah I know,” you reply as the two of you rush in to kill each other, “I’ve got three babes lined up for tonight thanks to you reminding me about Rei.”

>Duel of the Fates

>Wrestlemania

>Rocky

(2/2)

>>555807
>Duel of the Fates

>>566049

"Ooooh noooo, trust me, Layla always had a bit of problem with that...the only time she did anything was when she was asleep or doing something else...or when she just got a little stir crazy and decided to kill people" Eli says casually, putting her hands on the back of her neck as we walk back to where I pancaked the hydra "....though we should probably get back to worrying and planning how to deal with my draconic stalker"

"nnrrr" I whine, shaking my head at the thought of running into a stir crazed Layla

"Oh don't worry, she's really calmed down with age" Iris says with a warm smile, her newly sharpened teeth peeking out of her lips "at least from the stories I've been told about what she used to do"

"Yeah I know, you've told me before" I say quietly as I see the twins arguing with eachother as alith sits next to them, holding kelly back by her hair, so she doesn't run off and try to eat anyone

"Look I know we can handle this, but there are non combatants with us" Alex says sternly, his ears pointing straight up as his sister crosses her arms childishly "If we really wanted to end this with as little death as possible we send Mali back to get mother"

"I know, but Demony is terrified of her, not to mention if she finds out we're planning on fighting a dragon, she'd ground all of us for years" Vera growls , stomping her foot in the sand

"She can't ground me" Eli says smugly before Alex turns to her and shakes his head, stuffing his hands into his coat

"Ooooh yes she could" He chuckles, staring into my soul "So my dear aunt...how are you holding up"

"Well, besides the weight of realizing how bitchy I've been and that I've practically let the only one of my sisters who actively came looking for me get captured by a freak who's been stalking me for years?" Eli growls angrily, her mask glowing red as steam rises from its edges "Pretty well, I mean without the fact we don't have a plan how to...you know kill em"

"We can just do what we always do scourge" A bandit with a dragon shaped helmet says happily, resting against his half melted shield "Charge in, kill everything that ain't one of us"

"I mean its practically the miller way" Vera chuckles playfully as she hops over to us

"Yeah" iris says nodding slowly as she walks away from me "But...but from what I understand her has an army and fortress, all things we kind of need to plan around to have any chance to save Jasmine"

What do I say
[] Well you have me sweetie, I can just use my wiles to...Stop laughing!
[]Oh, and good thing you're clever huh? so...what's the plan Iris?
[]....Maybe we should just get you mom, I mean, she is kind of... ya know, a one woman army
[]OH, wait I know, I can get into his palace! I just need to get a mirror there first
[]Don't we have three people who can deal with both those things *Look at the other three millers*
[]Tch, charging in on Alith sounds a little fun
[]Hmm, maybe we could just lie are way inside and cause some chaos
[] write in

>>566052
>[] Well you have me sweetie, I can just use my wiles to...Stop laughing!
>[]Oh, and good thing you're clever huh? So...what's the plan Iris?
>[]Hmm, maybe we could just lie are way inside and cause some chaos

>>566052
>[] Well you have me sweetie, I can just use my wiles to...Stop laughing!
>[]Don't we have three people who can deal with both those things *Look at the other three millers*
>[]Tch, charging in on Alith sounds a little fun
>[]OH, wait I know, I can get into his palace! I just need to get a mirror there first

When Mutou found you, you were wandering in a daze around town. A few people noticed a boy in Yamaku uniform walking around aimlessly in the early morning and reported the situation to the school immediately. Mutou came as soon as he could to pick you up.

You don't remember much of what happened after the Suzu doll broke down. Your biggest fear is that you might have given in to your killer instincts.

"Get a grip, Nakai", Mutou says abruptly as you walk towards the school.

"I killed him, professor. I killed the boy I was trying to save"

"He didn't look like he was particularly keen on saving you, however. Some losses are unavoidable"

"But I could have avoided this! I cut along his 'vampire' line, so why did he die?"

"Because it's not easy to kill something like that. It would have been different if it were just a bit of vampire blood circulating in his body, but the transformation had already took place. There's not much you could have done".

Even if you know that Mutou is right, this isn't enough to placate your anxiety and your fears. The specter of murder haunts you in the most secluded and irrational part of your self.

You were fighting against an human once, against your former classmate Miura. You even thought of killing her. What would have happened then? For an instant, you forgot the value of human life. If you had not corrected yourself in time, the blood of an innocent would have been on your hands.

Suddenly, something dawns on you. You've left Mutou's replicant doll behind.

"Professor, we forgot about Suzu", you tell Mutou. "I mean, we forgot the doll. We should pick it up"

"No we didn't. I collected her modified arm, and that's it. That doll is lifeless by now, meaning that it looks more like a mannequin than anything else. She'll be reported missing at school, and that's honestly the best outcome I could hope for. Dolls have a very limited lifespan, we're lucky she didn't die inside the campus."

'More like a mannequin than anything else'. Suzu hanging from the gallows she made for herself. Suzu dying in your arms after saving your life. These images flash in your mind

You feel faint, as if your consciousness were slowly drifting away. Mutou's hand on your shoulder brings you back to your senses once again.

"Get a grip, Nakai. For your own sake, get a grip".

You nod. He's right, there's nothing you can do about it now. Yamaku's gate is in sight now, and the school is tinted with the colors of the sunrise. Another ordinary day begins.

"Nakai, I am writing the report on your disappearance and I am blaming it on some side-effects of your accident. If you want to come to class, I won't stop you. But I would advise just staying in your room".

>>555355
You evaluate your options. If you were to go to class, people would believe that you're recovering, meaning that you could leave the campus and visit the town. On the other hand, if you just took a day off, people would believe Mutou's story more easily.

>Stay in your room
>Come to class
>Write-in


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>error, number of characters: 3018/3000
This really rustled my jimmies. I should be more careful with character count from now on.

>>555357
>Stay in your room
We're probably exausted after a sleepless night like that.
Also, this will give the Dead Apostle a convenient time to come over and try to kill us.

>>554998
Jesus fuck, I made the same mistake twice. At least all italics is slightly less terrible than all bold but god dammit

>>554998
B) Get up and try to snipe the gunner

>>554998
>B) Get up and try to snipe the gunner

>>554853
A preposterously large axe

>>554893
You draw your greataxe from your side, and hold it at the ready. It stands nearly as tall as an average-sized man, but it presents no trouble to someone of your stature.

The two figures are upon you now, circling you with their horses. You circle with them, ready to strike back if neccessary. THey draw their swords in response, curved and jagged in nature.

One of them speaks.

'That, uh, is a nice-looking weapon there. It would be kind of you to gift it to us."

>Stand your ground
>Attack them
>Give them the axe

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She looms over the rest of your flock, she is by far the largest and scariest. Okaga, goddess of the winds.
She's not actually a goddess, however much she acts it.
You were asked to be here but you're not exactly sure why.
Demanding the guards bring in the prisoner, her voice booms out to the crowd.

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A shiver runs down your spine as you make eye contact.

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You shiver as you feel the intense gaze of Okaga on you. She asks:
"And you, why are you here?"

Well? Why are you here?
>A. Scout
>B. Guard
>C. Rebel
>D. Medic
>E. Den Mother

>>564428
>>Accept his embrace, greeting him friendly

>>564428
>Accept his embrace, greeting him friendly
No reason to be unfriendly.

>>564428
>Accept his embrace, greeting him friendly

>>555892
For fucks sake I've been waiting for litteraly months. Lemme get onna different platform other than my phone.

Oh and btw.
It's mantlet. Class engineer (though it should really be survivalist)

>>555946
Well I'm still on my phone but at least I can trip this way

>>555892
Sup OP.
>Name:Thief
>Class:Mage
Don't know about starting cities though.

>>555234
> take a look at the map

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>>555234
>Take a look at the map

>Write in
Check gear.

>>555234
take a look at the map

talk to the sword to see if it can talk

>A) climb that shit

>>554046
>>554330
This

You have an audience.

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2. Invite Marchovic on adventures next time there's a chance.
3.

>>553737
>>Ward it off with the snipping
>Push Mim back down the hall

>>553737
>>Ward it off with the snipping