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>>38598
On the Last thread we learned all your ""problems"" can be solved through becoming a rampant psychopath, and then directly or indirectly blowing up a massive building.

All worth it for some upgrades a single though.

>>65256
>>66956
>>67966
You...have a feeling finding anything may not be so easy anymore....
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>>69361
Try and look for nanites so we can do repairs and stuff;
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Rolled 10 (1d10)

can you still scootch?
can you dig at all?
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Check out some of those light brown circles

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The Story So Far: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=hellborn
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Ask Languid Anything: ask.fm/HellbornQM

You are Sierra Beckhoff, and your Alcatraz duel with Anatu-allatu for control of San Francisco is off to a rough start.

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Having a gun pointed in your direction jogs your brain back into action. You’re not going to be executed by some nameless footman. Cradling your Izhowak spine in your yet-tingling arm, you use it prop yourself up and scowl at him. You point your other hand at his weapon, and clench a fist.

Dark, crackling power hisses from the flintlock before he can pull off the shot. (-2 PP 45/47) The wood of the handle sears the flesh of the demon’s hand. He hisses in dismay and tosses the weapon away from him.

The sound attracts the attention of more soldiers – caught in the confusion of contradictory orders, too many eyes are falling on you. Another rifle goes off, but not before the shooter gets counter sniped by your comrades. The shot whooshes uncomfortably near overhead, zipping past to tag another Stygian in the leg. The demon howls and keels over.

You’re exposed and surrounded. You need cover before some conscript gets lucky and puts you down.

The shadows can’t help you here under the diffused sunlight through the clouds, but the wind and storm can. You bow your head and tighten your window of concentration onto the glimpse of power the Great Lynx gifted you.

You beckon to the sea, broadcasting your command to the nameless waters. (-1 LW 13/15)

The next set of crashing waves send up an incredible spray of white. All around you and the scurrying Stygians, a wall of mist surges upward. Then, without warning, it collapses and surges inland like an avalanche.
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>>68958

Panicking soldiers are engulfed by the rapid inflow of fog, vanishing into the cloud. The forces around you turn outward, fearful of the encroaching white. “Queen’s horns, she’s cursed us all,” one soldier cries aloud Heltic.

You maintain concentration on drawing in the protective mist, eyes narrowed as you will it to draw in faster. You’re so focused, in fact, that you don’t sense the Stygian at your back. Your first hint of his presence comes when the point of his bayonet snags in your chainmail right at the shoulder, pushing you flat into the ground. The point slides up off from your armor, skipping up over the edge and cutting along the side of your neck.

White hot pain slices through your awareness. Instinctively, you roll away from the bayonet onto your back. Above you stands a grotesque Stygian soldier, his body and flesh a tumorous mass stuffed into an ill-fitting buckled uniform. He draws back with his flintlock and goes in for another frantic stab at your throat.
You grab your spear with your operable hand, swinging it up to point at a deadly angle. The Stygian’s own momentum puts the tip of your spear through his sternum. (Stygian: 15/22 HP; +3 Fury: 35) His bayonet you easily kick aside with your clawed feet.

Gasping, the Stygian pulls off of the spear and stumbles backward, dragging his rifle with him. Not dead, not yet.

The mists close in with finality, the closeness of the white fog muting the chaos and shouts around you.

Blood, the varied and bitter flavors of Stygians and the strict coppery taste of your own, fill your senses. It glistens from your steel spear, drips from the fingers of your left hand, wets the side of your jaw.
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>>68963

Unsteady fire burns your heart with its ever convulsion, the smell of gunpowder galvanizing you. In the body of the mists, figures scurry and shout in words you don’t recognize, confusion and fear driving them. They’re nothing more than prey to hunt down, pigs who need the flesh scorched from their bones and the life drained from their veins. (+5 Fury: 40) (+1 HP: 24/35)


HP: 24/35 (Left arm nonresponsive)
Stress: 51/103
Fury: 38

LW: 14/15
PP: 45/47

The injured Stygian stumbles away in retreat, trying to catch the attention of his fellows as he clutches the wound in his chest. “The tyrant stands here!” he snarls. “Finish it off! Brothers!”

He is weak, but his blood is strong. You feel the urge to make his strength yours.

>Break contact and get out of this madness. Here’s not the place to stand around.
>Tear into Stygian troopers. If you can break their will to fight, you won’t need to contend with them afterward.
>Finish off injured Stygian, recuperate on his blood.
>You can’t hang around sucking down this guy’s blood, he’s making himself a target. Go find a corpse instead.
>Avoid fighting other Stygians if possible, your fight’s not with them, it’s with their princess.
>Seek out Anatu. This duel is still happening, whatever her posse says or does.
>Crowther comes first. You should be able to locate him, Waldric gave you his blood phial. Draw out the circle.
>Other (?)
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>>68980
>Tear into Stygian troopers. If you can break their will to fight, you won’t need to contend with them afterward.
>You can’t hang around sucking down this guy’s blood, he’s making himself a target. Go find a corpse instead.

> Previous thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/37393/

The two civilians with the female officer don't look particularly strange or outstanding - just rather bedraggled industrial types. But... a mine? Set to blow under the assault axis? Thing is, you can believe it.

After all, B Battalion's assault front is going to be across a large expanse of rocky but flat-ish ground, leading gently up to the rebels' forward positions. And they've been in N-4 some days. A critical facility like the combined power/water plant could easily have been fortified, including with the use of mine charges.

'How do you know about the mines?' You bark again. 'Answer, human!'

> Roll d100.
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Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>64347
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Rolled 11 (1d100) but I'm new to this board so sorry if I accidentally the whole human
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>>64347
> Roll d100.
Should try and finish off old threads with a wrap up post or break in the story.
Man i'm starting to dislike how qst is messing up endings.

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First of all, a message to any new readers: welcome to Exalted Quest. As you can see, this quest has been running for quite some time, and has, by now, a large cast of characters and many events going on.

I realize that it's very daunting to click on something titled "Exalted Quest (Session 112)", especially if you're not sure what Exalted is.

Ever since the very first day I ran this quest, I've done my best to make it as approachable as possible, even for people who don't know the first thing about Exalted.

However, I can't hope to sum up the story up to now in a single post without leaving anything important out.
Instead, I'll just give you what you need to follow what's CURRENTLY going on now, in extremely broad strokes. If any of this intrigues you, you're welcome to follow Exalted Quest. Feel free to ask any question.

First, a general overview.

The quest started with a completely blank slate character, so the main character was entirely molded by player input. Our main character is Maka, a Solar Exalted of the Zenith caste.

The Exalted are humans that have been (indirectly) Chosen by the Incarna, the highest of the gods, and granted incredible powers. They were created at the dawn of time to help the Incarna defeat the Primordials, the creators of the universe. They succeeded.

The Solars are champions and heroes blessed by sunlight. The Lunars are hunters and shapeshifters. The mysterious Sidereals can affect Fate and Destiny. Upon death, the powers of these Exalted leave their bodies and seek new, worthy hosts, reincarnating in them.
The Terrestrials, or Dragon-Blooded, are Exalted of a different kind, having elemental-aspected powers, and whose blessing is hereditary rather than based on reincarnation. Even though individually they're often weaker than the other Exalted, their numbers are vast and they are particularly good at teamwork.

A long time ago, the Exalted ruled the world, with the Solars on top. They became corrupt (and suffered from a Curse cast on them by the Primordials they vanquished, although no one knows that), and, in a bloody coup (called by some the Usurpation) that crashed the First Age and nearly destroyed the world, the Dragon-Blooded slaughtered them.

Now, the superpower of the world, the Realm, is a dragon-blooded nation in disarray, as its Scarlet Empress, long thought immortal, has suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Just about around that time, a few years ago, the Solars started reappearing in the world.

You are one of them.


(cont...)
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Solars have five Castes: the Dawn are warriors and generals. The Zenith are priests and leaders. The Twilight are scholars and engineers. The Night are spies and assassins. The Eclipse are bureaucrats and diplomats.

You are a Zenith, Chosen as you stood your ground, alone, against a flying fortress forged from the souls of the damned as it was laying waste to the city you were residing in: Tianna City.

Maka is an exiled princess of the far-away desert city-state of Gem, where the throne has been usurped by a man named Rankar. She had to flee for her life, and reach Tianna, a tropical island kingdom, ruled by Amata, a dragon-blooded queen and an old friend of her family.

The ones attacking Tianna were Abyssals. Once powerful Solars, now corrupted by the powers of death, following the orders of one of the terrifying Deathlords of the Underworld.

It's been several months since then. Many things happened.

Your powers have grown vastly. You have learned that not all Abyssals or Deathlords are as evil as they seem, though many are. You have gathered around yourself many other powerful Exalted and skilled mortals, and are in the process of forging a new kingdom on the waves of the Western Ocean.

You have met Tia, the Lunar that was your spouse in the First Age, and, even though you have disowned the horrible actions of your previous life (whatever little you can remember, you are deeply ashamed of), the two of you have fallen in love once more, and are now happily married.

Amata was revealed as actually a Sidereal under cover, whose mission was to keep the terrible secret of the island of Tianna safe. You have grown fond of each other, and taken her as your second wife.

As for the terrible secret of Tianna: the island is actually a camouflaged Titan, a mighty First-Age flying fortress crash-landed in the ocean. It is in no condition to fly, but, if it could be repaired, it would be a power to be reckoned with.

The Titan was coveted by a Deathlord, the Silver Prince (or Bodhisattva Anointed by Dark Water), ruler of Skullstone, who moved war to Tianna with overwhelming power and terrifying necromancies. Your island suffered terribly in the battle, and even you were nearly killed multiple times in the chaos of battle, but, in the end, your allies managed to (hopefully) destroy him utterly by expending the only remaining shot left in the Directional Titan's main battle cannon.

Now, you have just returned from a diplomatic visit to the nearby archipelago of The Neck (or Okeanos, as the locals call it). A team of allies you have sent to Gem on a covert mission has informed you on the situation there: your father and sister are prisoners, your mother vanished, and the usurper, Rankar, sits on the throne. He does not, however, seem to wield any sort of extraordinary powers such as the ones you and your allies have.


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Soon, using your friend and circlemate Valeriana's sorceries, you will cross the many thousand of miles that are between Tianna and Gem and return to your home town to reclaim it for yourself.

If there are any questions on the story, characters, or anything else, ask freely. Even though I realize it's hard to get into a 100+ threads long quest, I still want Exalted Quest to be as approachable as possible to a new audience.

That being said, welcome to Exalted Quest! I hope you'll enjoy it.
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After meeting with Mikahil, Valeriana, Irene, Zaan, doing all the boring bureaucratic work that piled up while you were away during last week, rubberstamping all the papers Mikahil piled up in front of you, looking for little runaway Five Tails, and so on and so on... even though you're not feeling physically tired, you're definitely stressed.

It might be the idea of finally going back to Gem.

Honestly, if the scouting party's report is accurate, you have nothing to be nervous about. You are certainly powerful enough to stand up to Rankar's mortal army alone, and, if anything unexpected happens, you'll have a lot of support from your entire Solar Circle.

But it's not about physical danger, is it? It's how your dad and Eskarin will react. When they... see what you've become.

Well, dad's always had an open mind. He's never bought into the Immaculate Doctrine much. He's PROBABLY not going to think that you're a demon from hell wearing his dead firstborn daughter's skin.

You groan, staring wistfully out of one of the west-facing windows of Golden Reach. That didn't sound very promising, did it?

The sun has almost completely disappeared beyond the horizon, leaving just a tiny bit of incandescent twilight in the sky.

Valeriana said that her spell works best if cast at dawn. You'll be leaving tomorrow morning. Going back to Gem, crossing thousands of miles in mere days with the power of sorcery.

It feels so WEIRD. Your trip to Tianna took you three months, going by ship, cart, camel, horseback, dodging brigands, barbarians, and whatnot.

You try and force yourself to focus on the here and now. You'll worry about Gem when you'll be there. For now...

>I should go to sleep. Better be fully rested, in body and mind, tomorrow.
>It's been a while since I've last checked on Silk. I hope she's not getting bored. Or that she's not getting any funny ideas.
>Karas had some plans for Tianna's armed forces, didn't he? He wanted to plan things out with me, Rajaan and Samiel, he said.
>I should grab my Swift Rider and head over to Tianna City, to see Amata. I know she's probably busy, but I want to see her before leaving.
>I should grab my Swift Rider and head over to the volcano. I want to have a chat with Flame That Marched Against The Sea before leaving.
>Maybe I should just spend some quality time with Tia.
>(other?)

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You are a DeviantART OC whose only purpose and reason of existence is so you could be used for drawing lolicon porn. Today is the day you realize that's your purpose and now want to look for a new purpose and new reason of being you have 2 items on you that you think will help you through out the journey, but before we do that, we need a name (because sadly our OC owner was too busy making child porn to give you one).
>Name the character
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>>56600
Molly Awson.
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>>56607
Your name is Molly Awson, 10 yr old DeviantArt OC that carries a Knife and Red String with her on her journey. But problem is you don't know where to go, you begin to thimk to yourself that maybe I should go to a different website entirely. But which one?
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>>56629
TV tropes

http://tvtropes.org/

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You are a normal guy called Bob in an apartment trying to order pizza

4, 5, 6 decides
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>>74078
go to a phone
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>>74134
You're amazed that you still have a land line phone
4, 5, 6 decides
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>>74151
Call your mother and tell her you love her very much.

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Twitter: https://twitter.com/bookerman32
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Far off, nestled in an otherwise small Japanese town lies the Dark Gate Academy. An institution of tremendous size, the Academy holds a long kept secret. Unknown to the outside world, this unseemly town is home to a tear in our reality. A gate between our world and a bizarre dimension known as the Darkworld. The inhabitants of this hellish world breach this gate and attempt to flood into our reality and spread throughout the world on a regular basis. However, the Dark Gate Academy is home to students of truly extraordinary abilities. The ability to sense the presence of these evil Darkword creatures, and defeat them in combat, sending them back through the gate.

They cannot close the rift between our world and the Darkworld, but the students and staff of Dark Gate Academy have dedicated their lives to using their amazing powers to hold back the darkness that plagues our world, even if it costs them their lives. They have risen up to the challenge and in secret have become great heroic defenders of the world as we know it.

You... are not one of them. You are a transfer student. There was a bit of a mix-up.

>Previously on Dark Gate Academy...
You held a barbecue on campus, and got to know some of your classmates better. An elderly lady gave you an old silver brooch.
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You are awoken by a loud crash and banging sounds. You rise from your place on the bottom bunk, tired and very annoyed. Apparently it's impossible to ever get a good night's sleep in this dump. As you hop out of bed and make your way to the hallway, you wonder what the source of the racket is.

Nanami is currently converting the lounge into a siege area... Rini is beating up one of the front rowers... maybe Reiji snapped and started to kill everyone? Or maybe...

"Sayeka's mine, you hear me?"

Of course. Akio and Seishiro, the two most competitive and obnoxious boys in class, are fighting over who gets to be with the class idol, Sayeka. These two never shut up, do they?

"Oh please," Akio boasts, "All this time, Sayeka's only ever had eyes for me, and I've only had eyes for her!"

"You were making out with Chihiro just yesterday!" Seishiro yells back, throwing a punch.

Akio dodges and shrugs. "So? It doesn't make my love any less true!" he fires back with a punch of his own, landing square in Seishiro's jaw. Seishiro flies back, falling onto a wooden chair. The chairs legs give out, and splinters start flying everywhere.

These two are making a real mess of the lounge, and they aren't showing signs of stopping anytime soon.

>Hey, have you idiots considered that Sayeka doesn't like either of you?
>Screw this, I'm going for a jog.
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>>73005
>Hey, have you idiots considered that Sayeka doesn't like either of you?
>Why don't you guys ask her directly instead of ruining the morning for everyone here?
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>>73005
>Punch them both, tell them to shut up, and go back to bed

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You're in a desert, it's hot as fuck. Whoever posts first with the last numbers being 0, 1, 2 or 3 decides what happens next.
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>>69649
dig down until you find water
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Nice, you land in the water. Is it water? Anyways, what next?
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steal the sun's dank shades

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[welcome to somethingquest]

you would remember what this quest is about, but first you need to remember your NAME.
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>>69102
Doktoro Esperanto
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Pepe
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Frog dude

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This might be a stretch but I'd thought I'd give it a try with the new board, see if any of the former players notice.

>Continuing from a series of threads on /tg/, play the role of a god in a relatively newly emerged setting.
>Pick a name, choose a godly domain or purview, and start speaking The Word.
>The Word is the actions and often decrees of the gods for the setting, the success of which determined by the result of a d100.
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Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>62367
>God name
Osmanthis
>Domain
Light
Hello, OP
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>>62833
Hello there. If it's just you and me, we may just start the setting over again. Your feelings on the matter?
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>>62367
>Agnologia
>Soul

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Last thread ended with the death of Dorin, Last King of Constructs in valiant battle with the insects of the mana wastes.

Rules: Ties are won by first post
No rolling unless I specify
No Rerolls
Have fun!

First vote is for Race and Location

Op's QM Twitter: https://twitter.com/QMSaurn
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Also use this image for voting and reference
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Rolled 9 (1d10000)

>>56140
Machine Valley
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Votes will be locked in 5 minutes!

>>56155
I'll do my best to keep machines unlike Constructs. Advance apologies if they end up having similarities

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This is a Civ Thread with two teams - the Blue team and the Orange team. Teams will be competing against each other for global supremacy. Instead of voting on races, however, each team will build their race from the ground up.

Rules:
First thing's first, you need to choose a team you'll be playing with. For convenience sake, put something involving Blue/Orange in your name, or something to do with the official name of whatever race we end up building. You can join whichever team you want, but it'd be cool if you tried to make them somewhat even. Only vote for options presented to whichever team you chose. No switching teams unless you ask really really nicely.
Voting rules will be adjusted as needed. For the first vote, it will be the first option to get three votes in support. With that, let's get started!

First question: where does your race live?
>underground
>above ground
>in the sky
>near the water
>underwater
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>>56132
IN THE SKY BITCHES
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>>56132
>near the water
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>>56132
>Underground

>>56142
FUCK YOU AND FUCK THE BIG BLUE CEILING OF FEAR!

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Hey, you bought quite a lot of land.
>What can I do?
you ask.

You decide to create your own country! But that means enemies and allies.

Dubs decide your move to rule this land.
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>>75922
Stand up straight
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>>75922
Find other people.
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>>75922
Build a haus

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What makes a good quest?
Let's start with a character. Like this one.
Let's make it a good quest character.

Doubles or posts ending in 0 get made
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>>75386
A buff turtle
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>>75386
giant nigger
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>>75386
Loli

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Rolled 6 (1d20)

You're in a fight against a 6 foot tall neanderthal, you are also a 6 foot tall neanderthal and you are both armed with stone headed spears. You are both muscular and equally matched. You are both in a forest about 10 feet away from each other. It is the morning so there is dew on the ground and there is decent visibility.

Rolling a 0-5 results in a missed strike/failed attempt at whatever you were trying to do
5-10 is a graze/minor success
10-15 is a hit/success
15-20 is a devastating blow/major success
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Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>74765
Throw the spear at his face.
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>>74800
The spear flies through the air at a high speed and rips through the left side of his face. He falls to the ground and appears to be unconscious
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>>74815
Examine him and his belongings.

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