European Dragon Quest 25

>>503501
>>Well, sorry about that but he was a douchebag.

"Yeah, well sorry about that but he was a douchebag."

"So? He was still my brother."

"Right..."

"Well, come on... I'll find some rooms for your guests in the servant quarters."

Actions.

>No, I'd rather they stay with me.
>...Don't you have any better places for them?
>Well, you heard her.
>Write-In

>>503551
>... Don't you have somewhere better

"Come on, don't you have somewhere better?"

"I was expecting two or one people, not this many."

"Right..."

Actions.

>Well, good point. Nevermind then.
>Come on, give them somewhere better if your a good host. (Charisma, HARD)
>Listen, I could crush your little palace with my fucking foot, so why don't you give my companions some respect and give them proper housing? (Intimidation, HARD)
>Well, why don't they sleep in your room then? I mean, you are a good host aren't you? (Charisma, VERY HARD)
>Write-In

>>503633
>Listen, I could crush your little palace with my fucking foot, so why don't you give my companions some respect and give them proper housing? (Intimidation, HARD)

Roll me a 1d20+8

Rolled 7 + 8 (1d20 + 8)

>>503723

So anons, I'm doing NEQ while doing this, so here's that thread.

>>503781

Going to wait ten more minutes for rolling.

Rolled 19 + 8 (1d20 + 8)

>>503723

19+8=27

Great Success!

"Listen, I could crush your little palace with my fucking foot, so why don't you give my companions some respect and give them proper housing?"

The two of you stare intensively at each other. Neither of you flinch, but she spits on the ground.

"In the interest of saving time, I suppose I'll give them some of my councilmen's rooms. I expect them nice and tighty when you leave however."

Revenaris pushes both you and Carla away.

"Hey, Dad... Why don't we just uh, hang out and get away from my wife? I have some stuff I wanted to show you."

Actions.

>...That sounds great, Revenaris.
>No, I'd rather stay with my companions.
>What did you want to show me?

>>503804
>>...That sounds great, Revenaris.

>>503804
>...That sounds great, Revenaris.

"That sounds great, Revenaris."

"Yeah..."

He pulls you away from his wife and you and him walk together.

"So, mind if I ask how exactly mom's doing?"

"She's uh... Doing good."

"I heard you turned her into a dragon. That must be pretty cool, honestly."

"Having a dragon wife?"

"Well, yeah."

"Yeah..."

"What exactly do you think of my wife? Just uh... Wondering."

Actions.

>Well, I don't like her. At all, really.
>She seems... Aggressive.
>I wouldn't know, really. I just met her.
>...Well, I hope her and I get along eventually.
>Personally, I'm wondering why you married her.
>Write-In

>>503826
>She seems... Aggressive
>Personally I'm wondering why you married her.

>>503826
>Write-In
"She seems like, from my extremely limited interaction, a complete and utter, cold, cunt but chances are that I have a slightly skewed view.

I would say however you could do far, far worse considering that she is a well educated, powerful and wealthy woman."

"She seems... Aggressive. And a complete and utter cold cunt, but chances are that I have a slightly skewed view, in a sense."

"Come on, you haven't gotten to know her yet!"

"Personally, I'm wondering why you married her."

"Well, she helps me out a lot, and I help her out a lot. Besides, she loves me and I love her."

"You sure? She hates me."

"Well, yeah. You did eat her brother."

"...Good point."

"Besides, she loves my art."

Actions.

>...Your art?
>She's using you, alright? Get rid of her immediately.
>Don't fucking tell me you've become an artist...
>Well, I'll try to get along with her then.
>Write-In

>>503861
>Write-In
"I'm just saying, she can't contain her emotions like a monarch or anyone in her position should be able to.

What kind of art? I might consider buying some."

"I'm just saying she can't contain her emotions like a monarch, or anyone in her position should be able to."

"...Dad, she's not normally like this. She just well... Despises you."

"Right. Well, what kind of art? I might consider buying some."

"Really? Well, it's nothing professional. It's mostly just a hobby."

"Still, you've earned my interest."

"It's mostly just repaintings right now, of Byzantine mosiacs and other Renaissance paintings."

"Well, is it any good?"

"Well, I suppose it is, if Clara loves it."

Actions.

>...Well, show me it then.
>What exactly have you been doing while you were here anyways?
>I've missed you, son.
>So, I think I should tell you some things...
>Why did you have to marry her anyways?
>Write-In

>>503912
>I missed you
>Show it to me.

>>503912
>...Well, show me it then.
>I've missed you, son.
I have a plan regarding the whole gods thing, that odd to leave our children okay with us. However we will need to spend a few months to a few decades working on it. Assuming we can't make or solve a few things...

"Well, I missed you son... So why don't you show the repaintings to me?"

"Sure! Come on then!"

You follow him into the palace, where plenty of dressed and courtly aristocrats walk by. You follow him up a few stairwells into what seems to be a small studio, there's plenty of paintings around, and displayed prominently in the middle of the room seems to be Joan of Arc. It is brilliantly well done and you see that the chainmail painted looks nearly like... Well, real chainmail, not to mention it looks like a blend of realism and classic Renaissance painting.

"This is my best work, and I don't even know if I should sell it."

"...The chainmail and clothes look very... Real."

"I know! I spent two days on that painting and look how fine it turned out!"

Actions.

>...Holy shit, you only spent two days on that painting?
>Examine it closer.
>...How much is it?
>What would you claim as your worst painting?
>Write-In

>>503949
>Holy shit only two days?
>I'm impressed.

"Holy shit, only two days?"

"Erh, yeah."

"I'm fucking impressed, Revenaris."

"Oh. Thanks dad... So uh, mind if I ask why Charlemagne and his girlfriend looked pissed off at you? Generally they like you."

Actions.

>...Well, uh, why don't you ask them?
>I just angered them with a difference of ideology.
>...I converted to Norse Paganism, so yeah...
>Fenrir, say hi.
>Well, since you stayed with me a lot has changed...
>Write-in

>>503949
>...Holy shit, you only spent two days on that painting?
>Write-In
"Son, I think you've found your calling. Perhaps you are the reborn spirit of a Renaissance genius but either way this is amazing.

Sadly my experience with art is more so in statues and carvings than paintings and such. If you ever need help funding your work, be it for a gallery or to travel for inspiration just ask and I'll shift mountains."

>>503994
>...I converted to Norse Paganism, so yeah...
So much for the whole 'Christian crusader' thing I had going.

>>503994
>Fenrir say hi.

>>503994
>Write-in
"Long story short, as of late I've been experimenting with altering my own being and with autism curing and causing mutagens.

It had some side-effects and shit but the results are that I've made claw sane, got cursed and many other things. I am working through some major shit but it'll be fine... or I'll die.


Also, I now have a second head which is also a self-aware being. To the point of being a separate entity, which I once gave control of my body resulting in him getting a minotauress wife.


Let's see, what else, what else? Oh, I've gotten a vampire-empire-runner-slash-alchemist-slash-wife who turned one of my children into a vampire. Trust me that is fine, it is under control.


Lastly I am now housing the god that will bring about Ragnarok, called fenrir. Honestly quite a nice guy-wolf-thing but still going to bring about the end sometime...


Any questions?"

"Well, first of all I think you found your fucking calling. Maybe you're the reborn spirit of a Renaissance genius, but this is amazing!"

"R-really?"

"Well, yeah! Sadly my experience with art is much, much more in statues and carvings then paintings and such, but if you ever need help funding your work, be it for a gallery or to travel for inspiration, just ask and I'll shift mountains. Literally or figuratively."

"Thanks! I'll diffenetnyl take you up on your offer at one point or the other then!"

"No problem... Now, about your question... I might of converted to Norse Paganism. So much for the whole 'Christian crusader' thing I had going."

"Really?"

"Well, yeah."

"Huh, well I guess whatever floats your boat then."

"You aren't pissed off at me or anything?"

"No, why would I?"

"Well, I raised most of my family to be catholic."

"Eh, I never really cared about that. I just care what's best for Sweden, you know?"

"Yeah, that's good. Anyways, Fenrir... Say Hi."

"Hi. I'm Fenrir."

"Holy shit. Wait, does that mean God's not real?"

Actions.

>Yes, he's real. In fact, every god is.
>No... The Norse gods are real. Why don't you convert?
>Well, he's real.
>Write-In

>>504068
>Yes, he's real. In fact, every god is.

"Well, yeah. Every god is real."

"Holy shit... Well, uh, thanks for notifying me."

"No problem."

"So uh, what else exactly happened while I was here? I've only really been keeping up with a few friends over there."

Actions.

>...Friends? Who exactly are your friends?
>...Well, I missed you. And I have a plan for Germany, which once completed might allow you to stay with me again.
>Erh, well I've been doing some traveling to other dimensions.
>I found my birthparents. I don't think I've actually told anyone that.
>I grew a second head! Flames, say hi!
>Claw's back to normal, thank Odin.
>Write-In

>>504103
Everything
Revenaris is a chill dude, honestly my favorite son other than Charlemagne in full meme mode

"Well, everything. I found my birthparents, traveling to other dimension, grew a second head, turned Claw back to normal, got a second wife and got my second head a wife, got autism for a little bit, but yeah."

"Holy shit, that's great that you found your parents, and I've got some questions for you though... So uh... What exactly are Grandma and Grandpa like then?"

Actions.

>...Very interesting. Maybe one day I'll introduce you to them.
>Oh, mom's a slaver. In fact, it's a family tradition.
>Dad's a norse Godi. And he's also heavy as fuck now.
>They're a loving couple. Oh, and Mom apparently has her own concubines.
>Write-In

>>504158
>>They're a loving couple. Oh, and Mom apparently has her own concubines.
>Oh, mom's a slaver. In fact, it's a family tradition.
Speaking of, have you gotten anyone you're sweet on?

"Well, they're a loving couple. Mom's a slaver, and in fact it's a family tradition! Oh, and she has her own concubines."

"Oh. Well, that's nice I guess."

"Speaking of, have you ever gotten anyone you're rather... Sweet on?"

He smiles a little bit.

"W-well, uh... No."

"Come on, you can tell me."

"W-well, I'd like to remain faithful to my wife."

Actions.

>I understand, don't worry.
>Come on, you can tell me... I'm your father after all.
>Well, I'll tell you something then... I also married a vampire as my second wife, and my minotaur is my second head's wife... And it's just as kinky as you think it is.
>Write-In

>>504251
>You can tell me I'm your father.

>>504251
>I understand, don't worry.
And that's enough awkward parent for today.

Waiting five more minutes anons.

>>504251
>>Come on, you can tell me... I'm your father after all.
Fuck it, switching.

"Come on, you can tell me. I'm your father after all."

He sighs.

"Just don't tell Clara, alright? There's this rather cute tailor in Vienna, helps adjust my clothes, that sort of thing. She's also Swedish..."

"Erh, what else?"

"Well... She's also... Well, nevermind."

Actions.

>Come on, you can tell me.
>...You like her don't you?
>...You know, you could have Clara and her. Just saying.
>Erh, let's just change subject alright?
>Write-In

>>504329
>Come on, you can tell me.
>..You like her don't you?

"Come on, you can tell me... Besides, you like her don't you?"

"Well... I like her and Clara."

"Of course you do."

"...Well... She's also... Listen, if I tell you please don't freak out or do anything, alright?"

Actions.

>...It's an elf, isn't it?
>I don't care who you love, as long as it's not an elf.
>I promise, alright?
>No promises.
>Write-In

>>504354
>... It's an elf, isn't it?

"It's an elf, isn't it?"

"...Yes."

"Goddman it, A fucking elf?"

"Listen, she's not like the others... Besides, I don't plan on seducing her or anything, alright?"

Actions.

>Good. I don't want you to.
>...Well, I don't care who you love.
>You can't fucking trust elves, goddamn it. Get a new tailor, now!
>...Listen, if you want I could make her non-elven. With some mutagen.
>...Well, you should. Better then Clara, to be honest.
>Write-in

>>504377
>....If you love the elf be with her I guess.
>You'll still be my son.

"Come on, if you love the elf just be with her."

"I love her and Clara though... And I wouldn't betray Clara."

"...Right. Well, you'd still be my son."

"I know, but I just couldn't do that to you, besides everyone would look at me funny at family gatherings."

Actions.

>Well, let's just uh... Talk about something else.
>...You can still be with her and Clara, alright?
>...Well, that's good I guess.
>No, I don't care unless she's an elven saboteur or some shit, alright?
>Write-In

>>504400
>...No I don't care unless she's an elven saboteur.

"Listen, I don't care unless she's a elven saboteur."

"I know. But can we talk about something else now?"

Actions.

>Yeah, totally. This was getting awkward.
>Come on, choose. Who would you rather be with, Clara the Bitch, or that Elven lass?
>...You know, I think you need to show dominance in your relationship. It seems like your the dominated one.
>How does Clara treat you?
>I bet you have some more questions for what the fuck has been happening so far.
>Write-In

>>504432
>I'm not gonna tell you to choose now but think about which one you prefer. Regrets and all that.

>I bet you have some more questions

"Fine, I'm not going to tell you to choose now, but think about which one you prefer. Regrets, that sort of thing. Besides, I bet you have some more questions."

"Right... Well uh... Why exactly did you come over anyways?"

Actions.

>...Oh, you know. Just visiting my son.
>I needed some time away from Sweden.
>Well, I'm here to see about conquering Germany peacefully.
>Write-In

>>504464
>>Well, I'm here to see about conquering Germany peacefully.

>>504464
Mostly this
>...visiting my son
Some of that.
>Conquering German peacefully.

"I'm here to see about conquering Germany peacefully... And I wanted to visit my son of course."

"Oh... Well, I suppose I can help you with that then."

"Really?"

"Well, yeah. You're my dad after all."

"Thank you, son."

"No problem, dad. Besides, I owe you one for not freaking out on me."

"You don't owe me anything, Revenaris."

"I insist, dad."

Actions.

>...Come on, you don't need to help me.
>Thanks son... Now, any ideas?
>So, just wondering... Once we conquer Germany, did you want to rule it?
>...I was wondering if you would take up the family tradition of slave owning one day.
>Give him a hug, and say that your proud of him.
>Write-In

>>504497
>Give him a hug and say we're proud of him
>Now any ideas?

You hug him.

"I'm proud of you, son. Now... Got any ideas?"

"R-right. Well, we could always eliminate the Kaiser and try to get me or Clara elected."

"...Right."

Actions.

>...Well, is this even an option? I'd try to get you elected.
>Let's do something else, alright?
>Let's try to get Clara elected, so it isn't as obvious.
>How much resistance would this plan have?
>...So, how many electors would be willing to vote for you or Clara?
>Write-In

>>504525
>>How much resistance would this plan have?
>>...So, how many electors would be willing to vote for you or Clara?

>>504525
>I'd rather try to have you elected.

Not clara.

"Well, I'd try to get you elected, rather then Clara."

"I know, but most of the electors would rather support her then me."

"How many more?"

"Nearly all of them."

"Right... So, how much resistance would this plan have?"

"Well, if Clara gets elected it won't have much resistance at all... But if I try to get elected it'll have a ton of resistance."

"Right. Well..."

Actions.

>Any other plans?
>I say we try to get you elected.
>Clara seems easier, right.
>...So how are we going to get rid of the current Kaiser?
>Write-In

>>504578
>I say we try to get you elected

"Well, I say we try to get you elected."

"Oh... Cool. But, uh dad, mind if I ask something?"

"What?"

"If I become Kaiser, does that mean I have to let you rule over me?"

Actions.

>No, not at all. I just want someone who WON'T try to kill me.
>Well, yeah. But you'll still be a Kaiser in your own lands.
>...Sorry, but yes.
>Yeah, but I think having a Kaiser's crown is pretty cool.
>Write-in

>>504625
>No just help me with shit sometimes.

"No, I just want you to help me with shit once in a while."

"Well, cool. Maybe I might get in the history books or something."

"Yeah. Well, I'm already in it, maybe you'll be in it one day."

"Yeah."

"Anyways, any final questions?"

"Well, yeah... So, who exactly is your second head's wife and who the hell is your second wife?"

Actions

>Oh, they're no one important.
>Well, why don't I show you them?
>Come on, we have more important things to do right now.
>Oh, just a vampire and a minotauress.
>Write-in

>>504672
>Well,why don't I show you them?

"Well, why don't I show you then?'

"Oh, cool."

You take him and find Chrysoula.

"Chrysoula, meet my son, Revenaris."

"Hi." he says.

"Erh... Nice to meet you. Hey, uh... Renexizious?"

"Yeah?"

"Why am I and Kryos getting a lot of stares in this court anyways? It's kind of making me nervous."

Actions.

>Well, get used to it. You're a minotaur after all.
>Flames, how do you want to deal with this?
>Erh, well... If you want, I can try to do something about it.
>Come on, of course they'd notice such as a sweet and nice girl like you.
>Write-In

>>504718
>Flames, how do you want to deal with this?

His girl he should know what to do.

Flames, how do you want to do deal with this?

Huh? What's going on?

Your girl is getting a lot of stares from the aristocrats.

WHAT?! What sort of stares are they?!

Holy shit, calm down.

I swear, if they're making fun of her they'll answer to me!

Actions.

>Calm down then, we aren't going to set the court on fire or anything.
>...So you want to start yelling at random people?
>Well, what's your idea then?
>Calm down, that will only attract more attention to her.
>Write-In

>>504744
>Calm down you'll only attract attention.

>Well, what's your idea then.

Calm down, you'll only attract more attention.

So?! How can I be calm? I say we yell that any stares to MY girl be answered with a punch to their fucking face!

Erh...

Actions.

>You're supposed to be the head that's thinking ahead. I don't think punching people in the head will help.
>Sure! I like punching things!
>No, that's a terrible idea.
>Write-in

>>504767
>No that's a terrible idea
>Your supposed to be the head that's thinking a head(bad pun detected) I don't think that'll help.
>Damnit flames if you're not gonna be any help I'll do it myself.

"That's a terrible idea. No. Your supposed to be the head that's thinking ahead, and I don't think that'll help... And If you're not going to be any help I'll just do it myself."

RENEXIZIOUS THESE FAGGOTS WILL FUCKING BURN FOR LOOKING AT MY GIRL LIKE SHE'S SOMESORT OF MONSTER OR FUCKING SOMETHING AND I WILL PERSONALLY MAKE SURE THEY'LL NEVER FUCKIN-

Flames essentially goes into a little rage, while you silence him.

Well, Renexizious. It seems like this is up to you since Flames seems to have converted to Radical Islam.

Actions.

>Well, just leave. This is Chrysoula's problem.
>Well, I have an idea... (Specify)
>...You should probably calm Flames down.
>Flames, you feeling alright?
>...Reminder to self, never make fun of Flame's girlfriend.
>Write-in

>>504820

Curse you radical Islam!
>Reminder never insult flames girlfriend.

>Just tell Chrysoula that it's cause she's a Minotaur

>Also say to just ignore them because they're assholes.

Reminder to self, never insult Flames girlfriend unless you want a severe headache.

"So, listen... Chrysoula, it's just because your a minotaur. They aren't used to that because they're fucking assholes."

"Oh."

"Just ignore them."

"Right..."

"Also, Flames is uh... Well, ranting about killing them all and setting their families on fire."

"Just for staring at me?"

Actions.

>Yeah. I know, right?
>Yeah, it's uh... Oddly romantic in a ways.
>Well, I'd recommend to just take it as a compliment.
>...He's just joking around. Don't worry.
>Well, to be honest I would do a similar thing if people stared at Elizabeth.
>Write-in

>>504857
>I recommend taking it as a compliment.
>It's oddly romantic.

"Well, I recommend just taking it as a compliment, and in a ways it's oddly romantic."

"Right... Well, uh, could you say that I love him? And that he should probably calm down?"

"Yeah, don't worry."

FUCKING LAPDOGS TO THE FALSE EMPER-

Dude, Chrysoula said she loves you and to calm down.

IMPE- Oh. Uh... Right. She's alright with the stares?

Well, kinda.

...Right... Uh, sorry for going ballistic.

It's fine... Though you did give me a headache.

Yeah. Uh, tell her I love her back, alright? And tell her I'm sorry for freaking her out.

You do so, and she gives you a kiss on the cheek, and tells you to "give it to Flames."

Right.

So uh... Sorry that your kind of the middle man in all this.

Actions.

>It's weird at times. But I handle it just fine, if that's what your saying.
>Well, it's fine.
>...I sort of dislike it, alright?
>No need to apologize, Flames.
>Write-in

>>504909
>It's cool just try not to yell like that again.

It's cool. Just try not to yell like that again.

No promises, but I'll try.

You return back to reality.

"So uh, dad?"

"Huh? What?"

"How exactly does a second head have it's own personal wife?"

Actions.

>It's complicated.
>He's basically me, but a little extreme at times. And thinks for me sometimes. So why not give him his own wife?
>Well, I sort of like her, alright?
>He's a person like you or me.
>Write-In

>>504942
>He's an entirely different person so why not?
>Plus she's cute.

"He's an entirely different person, so why not?"

You get close to him, and whisper into his ear.

"Also, she's fucking hot and pretty cute if I do say so my self. Just don't tell Flames."

He grins and nods his head.

"Yeah, I could tell that was part of the reason. Anyways, what about your second wife?"

"Right."

You find Frankizka drinking some wine among some nobles, and talking. She seems to be smiling while doing so.

"Frankizka?"

"Huh? What is it?"

Actions.

>...You seem to be enjoying yourself.
>How's the wine here?
>This is my son, Revenaris.
>Huh, I thought you hated nobles.
>Write-In

>>504978
>I thought you hated nobles.
>Here's my son Revenaris.

"I thought you hated nobles?"

She discreetly nods her head.

"I'm just networking for later."

"Oh. Right... Well, here's my son, Revenaris."

She puts her hand out to shake with your son.

"Ow, he's rather strong."

"You'll find most if not all of my family is strong as hell."

"Right... That's somewhat admirable."

"Thanks for noticing. How is it so far in Vienna?"

"...Well, it's somewhat cold but I like it so far. Lots of art, culture, that sort of thing."

Actions.

>If you like that, my son can show you what REAL art is like.
>If it was cold, you wouldn't be my second wife, alright?
>...You are rather like me, aren't you?
>Give her a kiss. Might as well, since your here.
>If you don't like the cold, you'd hate to share a bed with my wife when she's a dragon.
>Write-In

>>505047
>Give her a kiss.
>My son can show you what real art is.

You give her a kiss on the nose, and she can't help but blush.

"Well, that was somewhat unexpected. Thank you for that."

"No problem. Besides, my wife can show you what REAL art is like."

"Truly? I suppose I'd be interested then."

"Don't worry, it's top of the line."

"Very well. I suppose I'll see you towards nightfall."

You walk away from your second wife.

"Erh, why exactly did she blush?"

"She's still getting used to having me as a husband."

"I bet lots of women are going to need to get used to that, eh?"

Actions.

>...I'm not somesort of womanizing rogue, damn it.
>Grin, that's a rather good comment on how you feel about women.
>Don't you worry, I don't intend on having more wives.
>Well, just wondering... Are you concerned with me having more then one wife?
>Write-In

>>505093
>>Grin, that's a rather good comment on how you feel about women.

"Goddamn it, you know me too well, don't you?"

"Well, I'm your second son."

"Right... Well, anyways. Back to business."

"Hang on, I sort of want to catch up with everyone first. Like my older brother and his girlfriend, Claw, and that second minotaur... Kryos, wasn't it?"

Actions.

>...Come on, I want to get business done and sorted first of all.
>...Well, mind if I come with you then? I missed seeing you around.
>Right, Kryos... I think you should meet him.
>Claw's back to his usual self, just saying.
>Well, catch you later then.
>Write-In

>>505119
>>...Well, mind if I come with you then? I missed seeing you around.

"Well, mind if I come with you then? I missed you back in Sweden."

"Sure, dad."

You follow Revenaris until he comes up to Charlemagne and Svana.

"Hey, Charles!"

He rushes towards them and hugs Charlemagne.

"Ah, Revenaris. I see Dad is following you?"

"Well, yes he is."

"Ah. Right."

"So how are you and Svana doing?"

"Great! We have plans to get married soon."

"That's wonderful. I hope the two of you will be happy together."

"Yeah, don't worry about it. The two of us get along fine."

"Of course you two do, hell I don't remember a moment the two of you weren't together."

"Yeah..."

"So, you still don't have that... Thing with the SS uniforms, right?"

Svana blushes, and Charlemagne can't help but look downward.

"...Yes..."

Revenaris laughs a little.

"Well, it's good to see you still staying to your old habits."

"Yeah... Remember that time Dad read to us Mein Kampf?"

"...I think everyone remembers that."

"Goddamn it, I was a good teacher."

"Yeah, and look at Charles, good going."

"What about him? He's perfectly fine."

"Besides his nazi thing."

"It's completely natural. I don't know what your talking about."

"Yeah, don't insult it until your try it."

"Wait... You don't mea-"

"Nah, I haven't. I just was teasing you."

"Oh, thank god. I didn't need the mental picutre of that."

Actions.

>...Well, maybe next time when she comes over I could get out the SS uniform...
>So, have you two forgiven me yet for converting?
>I wish you two well on your marriage then.
>...What, I don't get to approve of your marriage?
>Svana, take good care of Charlemagne for me then.
>Write-In

>>505184
>Maybe I should break out the SS uniform next time

"Maybe I should break out the SS uniform next time."

"N-no, goddamn it! Thanks for the mental picture, dad."

Cool... You don't think we can get a uniform for Chrysoula as well, right? Oooh, and Frankizka!

...Of course we can. Don't worry about it.

YES!

"Well, anyways..."

"L-let's get going before you ruin my mind more, alright?"

"Yep."

You and Revenaris leave Svana and Charlemagne behind.

"So, is it just me or is your second wife rather pale?"

Actions.

>She's a vampire.
>Huh? She was uh... She loves makeup.
>She's albino.
>Write-in

>>505240
>>She's a vampire.
huehuehuehue

"She's just a vampire."

"Hu- Wait, what?"

"Yeah."

"You have a fucking vampire... As a second wife?"

"Yep. Completely normal."

"H-How the fuck does that work?"

"...She's great in bed, you know?"

"Goddamn it, I didn't need to know of your necrophilia as well. No wonder you wanted us to learn necromancy."

"What? Is something wrong with that?"

"Erh, what the fuck am I supposed to refer to her as anyways?"

Actions.

>Just call her Mom Two, I guess.
>Try Vampire Mom. Because why not?
>You don't have to refer to her as anything.
>That's up to you, not me.
>What? Is something wrong with having a vampire as a wife?
>Write-In

>>505281
That's up you not me.

"Well, that's up to you. Not me."

"Wow, thanks for the help."

"I can taste the sarcasm. Now, let's meet Kryos, alright?"

"Yeah... Who exactly is he?"

Actions.

>Just one of my cabinet members.
>He's a friend, alright?
>...Erh, he's a liberal. Just look out for that.
>He's a minotaur scholar. And a Spartan.
>Nothing much, really.
>Write-In

>>505327
>Just a cabinet member

"He's just a cabinent member."

"Right."

You find Kryos somewhat away from everyone.

"Hey, Kryos. This is my son, Revenaris."

The two of them shake hands.

"Right. Well, how do you do?"

"Good. How are you liking it here in Vienna?"

"...It's rather good, honestly. I enjoy the reading facilities here."

"A scholar are you?"

"I pride myself on it, yes."

"I've never had the pleasure of meeting a scholarly minotaur. Nice to meet you."

"And you as well, human."

"Human? Well, I'm a dragon like my father."

"Truly?"

"Yeah. I'm just in my human form so I don't crush people here."

"Right."

"Say, son... How large are you now?"

"...Well, a LOT bigger then last time you saw me."

"...How big, exactly?"

"Well, Clara clocked it up to about... A hundred feet and thirty feet?"

Actions.

>Ha! Well, I'm still MUCH larger then you. About three-hundred feet.
>Your going to be huge like me one day, one day...
>Now, if only Charlemagne was a dragon.
>By Odin's beard, you've made me proud!
>I think you're actually larger then Elizabeth, good job!
>How often are you being a dragon now anyways?
>You can do better.
>Write-In

>>505452
>How often are you a dragon now anyways?

"Well, how often are you a dragon now anyways?"

"Well, not much... Not enough room usually. And I don't want to terrify people or get shot down by the Germans."

Actions.

>Come on, you should be a dragon more often.
>...Really? You don't want to terrify people?
>...Do you even have a lair?
>Come on, why would the germans shoot you down?
>Well, everyone has their own thing, I guess.
>Write-In

>>505498
>Do you even have a lair?

"Do you even have a lair?"

"...No..."

"Come on, seriously?"

"Sorry? I-I just sleep with Clara, alright?"

Actions.

>Your too much of a nice guy, damn it.
>Why the hell don't you take the dominant position in the relationship?
>Do you have anywhere to even store your treasure?!
>You won't believe how disappointed I am in you.
>Well, each to their own, I guess.
>Write-In

>>505542
>If you don't have anywhere to store your treasure I will be extremely disappointed.

"If you don't have anywhere to store your treasure, I will be extremely disappointed."

"I-I... I don't..."

"...I'm disappointed. Why?"

"I-it's because I don't have any treasure."

"How?"

"Erh..."

Actions

>...I have no words to express my disappointment son. At least the rest of your brothers and sisters have raided towns and gotten treasure.
>...You're too human for my liking, damn it. Do you even HAVE any slaves?!
>...I was joking about the disappointment part.
>Write-In

>>505574
>...I have no words to express my disappointment you barely turn into a dragon, you don't have any treasure, you don't even have a lair! Are you even a dragon?

"I have no words to express my disappointment. You barely turn into a dragon, you don't have any treasure, you don't even have a lair! Are you even a dragon?"

He stays silent, and looks ashamed.

"Good."

"I-I just would rather paint, dad..."

Actions.

>...You know, your grandfather, and your grandmother would be disappointed. And I want a solid answer. Are you a dragon, or are you a human?
>Painting isn't draconic enough. It's a human thing, damn it.
>...Judging from your paintings, I'd say that's good enough.
>...When was the last time you shifted into your dragon form?
>Write-In

>>505614
>When was the last time you shifted into dragon form?
>I think you like being a human more than a dragon.


Shamefur Dispray son.

"When was the last time you shifted into dragon form?"

"...Last year?"

"Holy fuck... I think you like being a human more then a dragon."

"T-that's not true, dad. I just don't want to freak people out, alright?"

"Freak people out? You're a fucking dragon. Act like it."

"But I-"

"No buts about it, act like one."

"...I'd rather be human, though."

Actions.

>...That's it. Until you act like a dragon, I won't even consider you my son.
>...It's your choice.
>...I'm deeply ashamed of you.
>Write-In

>>505681
>You do like being human more than a dragon...
>Are you even my son anymore?

"You do like being a weak mortal, more then a dragon?"

"It's just..."

"Are you even my son anymore?"

He just goes silent.

"I-I... Come on... Dad? Please..."

Actions.

>Disown him, until he becomes more dragonlike.
>Disown him, Permanently. You don't need this mark on your family's honor.
>Just walk away.
>Write-In

>>505708
>Just walk away.

And shake our head in shame while we do it.

You walk away, shaking your head in shame. He looks torn up, and just looks to the ground, ashamed.

"C-come on... This is a joke, right?"

Actions.

>Just keep walking.
>Threaten him with being disowned if he keeps this up.
>Tell him he's no longer your son if he considers himself human.
>...Sure.
>Write-In

>>505733
>Bye...Revenaris

>>505733
>>...Sure.

"Bye, Revenaris."

You leave him. A few minutes later you hear Charlemagne come towards you, while you sit on a bench outside.

"...So, I'm assuming your responsible for getting Revenaris to sulk in a corner and drink plenty of alcohol?"

Miraculously, it seems he's away from his wife.

Actions.

>...It's because he's rather undragon like.
>How torn up is he?
>Can you go away? Last thing I want to do is talk to a zealot.
>I'm assuming your here to defend him?
>Write-in

>>505762
>I'm assuming you're here to defend him?

"I'm assuming you're here to defend him?"

"Of course I am, he's drinking himself silly. What the hell did you say to him anyways?"

"Well, he disappointed me, heavily."

"How?"

"He doesn't have a lair, or any place to store treasure! He's practically human, and he's way too much of a nice guy. Not to mention he CONSIDERS himself human! He even likes ELVES!"

"Dad, if that's true you'd be disappointed in me. Your just disappointed in him because he's a dragon and not living up to what you do."

Actions.

>You aren't a dragon. It's different.
>...What, you don't have your own lair or anything?
>...Well, I suppose I'm also disappointed in you now.
>What, do YOU also consider yourself human?
>Write-In

>>505799
>You aren't a dragon. It's different.

"You aren't a dragon. It's different."

"So, holding your sons to double standards now, are we?"

"Double-standards? Come on, you aren't a giant scaled lizard of doom and destruction."

"Then why don't you just declare one of your dragon sons the heir then, if they're so much like you?"

Actions.

>...You know what? I think I will in the interests of pragmatism.
>I wouldn't do that, alright?
>Write-In

>>505831
>...You know what? I think I will.

"You know what? I think I will."

"W-wait, what?"

"In fact, I think I already know WHO should be the heir."

Actions.

>...Viktorious. He's the only "dragonlike" heir you have.
>Julius, at least he's somewhat dragon-like.
>Revenaris...
>...There won't be an heir.
>Write-In

>>505856
Oh, and there's also Basil and Victoria, two dragon children which you haven't really talked to at all.

>>505865
>Julius

"...I think Julius would make a fine heir."

"B-but... That's my birthright..."

"And?"

He bites on his lip, clearly angry.

"...I... I will remember this."

"It's nothing personal."

He storms off, infuriated. You meanwhile, get to relax a little, and decide to take a nap.

Then, you hear Flames.

WHAT THE UTTER FUCK ARE YOU DOING?

...I'm trying to sleep.

YOU JUST... I'm fucking done. You know what? This is your problem, and I'm not going to sort your shit anymore.

Really?

Your family, your problems you fucking idiot.

He goes to sleep, and you do soon afterwards.

Eventually, you wake up...

Actions.

>...You should probably see how Revenaris is doing. Just out of precaution.
>You should check on Charlemagne, just to see if he's alright.
>...No, it's about time you headed off back home.
>Write-in

Anyways anons, I'm going to bed now. And I plan on instituting the three anons to vote on edgy votes tomorrow.

>>505959
>Check on Charlemagne.

g
Gonna give him back his birthright.

You find Charlemagne and Svana talking bitterly, and when you approach you can see Charlemagne turn briefly red with anger.

"What the fuck do you want?"

Just write in what you want to say while I sleep.

>>506074
>"I'm...sorry I'm not in the best mood right now and I said some really dumb shit I'm not making Julius the heir it is your birth right. Now I should probably go and talk it out with Revenaris."

Can't sleep so I'll provide another update, because fuck me.

"I'm sorry, Charlemagne. I'm not in the best mood right now and I said some really dumb shit. I'm not making Julius the heir... It's your birthright after all. Now, if you'll excuse me, I should probably go and talk with Revenaris."

Charlemagne seems... Somewhat shocked.

"...Well... Why did you consider it?"

"Consider not making you the heir?"

"...Yeah."

Actions.

>Well, you said it earlier. A dragon could effectively rule over this empire. And I'm not sure if you could.
>...I just said some shit, alright?
>...I think your zealotry wouldn't end well.
>...Because Julius is at least powerful and achieved things. You've just fucked a snake.
>Write-In

>>506105
>...I just some shit, alright?

"I just said some shit, alright?"

"Right... Well, uh... Sorry for getting angry at you then."

"No problem."

You leave, and find Revenaris in a corner, passed out drunk.

"Revenaris?"

He groans.

"Son?"

He gets up slowly.

"Erh... Dad?"

"Yeah."

What exactly do you want to say to him?

>...I'm sorry about last night.
>So, have you considered whether you want to make me a happy dad, or just continue to disappoint me?
>I take back what I said last night, alright?
>...How much have you been drinking?
>Write-In

>>506139
>... I'm sorry about last night.
>How much have you been drinking?

"Son, how much have you been drinking?"

"...A lot... Enough to give me a headache."

"Well... I'm sorry about last night."

He grabs another bottle and begins to chug it. You can see he's trying to forget.

What say?

>>506206
>Take that bottle from him

>"Son I'm sorry for judging your preferences and I guess I can get over your whole human thing so stop drinking."
And
>"Also learn to stand up for yourself. if you prefer doing this human thing fucking say it don't just stutter awkwardly I don't care whether you're a dragon or a human you're still a man. So come on and get up."

You grab the bottle from him and some alcohol drips on the ground.

"Son, I'm sorry for judging your preferences, and I guess I can get over your human thing so stop drinking."

"It's not that... I just don't want to disappoint you. I'll try to shape up."

"Well, also I want you to man up. If you prefer doing this human thing just fucking say it."

"...I'm not sure, honestly. I don't want to crush or kill people, and it's just encumbrance to me if I transform into it, since I don't do that conquering or pillaging thing most of the family does."

"I know that."

"I just don't have a reason to, alright?"

Actions

>Well, I'll give you a reason to, alright?
>...So, you aren't sure where you stand?
>It's your decision. Not mine.
>Your big problem is that your just too considerate of other people.
>You courted Carla by kidnapping her from her father. Not by being a human.
>Write-In

>>506239
>It's your decision. Not mine.

"It's your decision. Not mine."

"I'll try to be more dragonlike, dad."

Actions.

>...I'm glad to hear it, Revenaris.
>...What's your first plan of action then?
>Nice to hear that you aren't completely a pansy.
>Hug? Hug.
>...So, you aren't going to be a complete push over now?
>Write-In

>>506252
>Hug? Hug.

>>506252
>>...What's your first plan of action then?
>Hug? Hug.

>>506252
>...I'm glad to hear it, Revenaris.
>Write-In
"I have a few things to say, in regards to dragon-hood and such. Firstly, if you need help getting a lair, just ask and I'll help you build one. I am going to be around for quite sometime and it'd be a nice father-son activity.


Secondly, you my son, are more of a dragon than you realise. You turn canvas and colour, into something to rival gold in rarity and value, into art. Your horde doesn't have to be slaves, jewels or knowledge, it can be whatever you consider to be most valuable in this world. Your art is one example of this.


Third, be careful with what beings you make pacts, deals or anything else. The gods are real and vengeful beings.


Lastly, if you don't want to pillage and such I shan't force your hand but know that conflict is often needed, Cold Iron is master over all, and all that.


All that shines is not gold,
All that binds is not told,
All that kills is not cold,
All that thrills is not bold..."


I return from the dentist to find we almost broke our best son. Jesus we are a bad father at times...

>>506568
Nice save, anon.

>>506577
I try...

You give him a hug, a strong one at that.

"I'm glad to hear it, Revenaris. But I have a few things I want to say to you, in regards to dragon-hood and such. Firstly if you need help getting a lair, just ask and I'll help you build one. I'm going to be around for some time and it'd be a nice father-son activity."

"Ow... You're squeezing a little hard."

"Oh... Sorry. Just my muscles."

You let go a little.

"Well... The thing is I don't really know how the hell I would get a lair that fits Vienna... Not to mention how the hell would I get a lair that's twelve stories underground or something?"

"That's up to you, but secondly you, my son are more of a dragon then you realize."

"I am?"

"Of course you are, You turn canvas and colour, into something to rival gold in rarity and value, into art. Your horde doesn't have to be slaves, jewels or knowledge, it can be whatever you consider to be most valuable in this world. Your art is one example of this. Take Julius for example, he finds knowledge to be the most valuable thing in this world. You enjoy art, and Viktor... Who the fuck knows what Viktor enjoys."

"Right."

"Oh, and be careful with making pacts with beings, since gods are real and vengeful."

"Got that."

"And lastly, if you don't want to pillage and such I won't force your hand but know that conflict is often needed. Cold iron is master over all, that sort of thing."

"Yeah."

"Now, I remember my mom saying somesort of rhyme, back when I visited her, and I think it applies to you a lot."

"What is it?"

"
All that shines is not gold,
All that binds is not told,
All that kills is not cold,
All that thrills is not bold..."

"That's a interesting rhyme. Thanks for that."

"No problem."

"Yeah... But I'm sorry for disappointing you. I didn't really think about having a lair or treasure, I was just... Busy, I guess."

"Then find time to do so."

"Yeah... Now, I'm going to get a drink or something. And no, it's not alcohol... Just some water."

He gets up and stumbles off to get some water.

Holy shit, you actually fixed everything. Good going.

So you aren't pissed off at me anymore?

Still a little bit, but I do think that we should probably get a new heir.

...New heir?

Well, Charlemagne's nice and all, and a pretty good warrior, but he's paranoid, not to mention heavily attracted to his girlfriend, and we don't really know how good of an administrator he really is. Not to mention birthright is somewhat outdated.

So, who would you recommend?

...Viktor, if only for the sake of keeping our empire together after we die. Plus, he gets shit done.

Actions

>Erh, let's not change heirs again. Charlemagne is the heir after all.
>...I think you might be right. Maybe we should declare another heir?
>...I think your choice is the most logical. Sure.
>Write-In

>>506934
>Flames I'm not sure if this is the best time

We literally just gave Charlemagne his birthright back there is probably a better time for this.

Flames, we've literally just gave back his birthright to him.

...Right.

Let's talk about this at a future date, alright?

Got it.

You go back to reality, finding yourself somewhat alone. Charlemagne still seems pissed off at you (but much less then earlier), and Revenaris isn't drinking. Of course, now you have to get shit done in order for your son Revenaris to become the Kaiser. And to do that, you need to take care of the current asshole in charge.

Actions.

>...This is easy, and maybe you don't have to go through all the layers of bullshit. Maybe you can just get Frankizka to dominate the current Kaiser?
>You should probably kill him somehow.
>...You know, maybe you should secure the electors and THEN kill the current Kaiser.
>...Well, you could always stomp on his little palace. He'd probably taste good with butter.
>Write-In

>>507029
>Maybe secure the electors then kill the Kaiser

Lay the groundwork so it's not crazy when we kill them.

You decide you'll secure the electors, THEN kill the Kaiser.

Flames, how many electors are there in the German Empire?

Huh? There's the Habsburgs, the Hohenzollerns, the Archbishop of Trier, then Cologne and Mainz. Oh, and the king of Bohemia and also the King of Prussia.

Actions.

>...Let's go after the Hohenzollerns.
>Maybe we can get the archbishops votes?
>I love Prussia. Let's go to Prussia!
>Bohemia sounds like a nice place. Let's go there.
>Write-In

>>507066
>I love Prussia. Let's go to Prussia!

Prussia? Why not Prussia?

Right... So how the hell are we getting there, and who are we bringing along for the ride?

Actions.

>Oh, we'll just bring along (Specify Who)
>Well, why don't we fly there?
>Train systems are fun. Let's go on a train.
>...Can I just burrow there?
>...Write-In

>>507105
>Oh we'll just bring along Frankizka.
>Train systems are fun. Let's go on a train.

Well, let's bring along Frankizka. Trains are fun anyways.

Right. Well, back to sleeping... And don't try to eat the train, rape the train, crush everyone on board, or see what happens if you stomp on said train, or just get in the way of said train.

...How would one rape a train?

Fuck if I know, and I don't want to know.

You return back to reality, and find Frankizka.

"Frankizka, I'm going on a trip to Prussia. Do you want to come?"

"...Well, sure I guess."

"Great!"

The two of you head down to the train station, and board a train headed to Prussia. It seems you and Frankizka get to sit together! You also get the window seat! Huzzah!

"Erh, so why are we headed to Prussia?"

Actions.

>Well, I thought it would be fun to go on a trip together!
>Well, I didn't feel like going alone.
>We're going to get some votes for my son becoming a motherfucking Kaiser.
>Kiss her, why not?
>Write-in

>>507123
>We're going to get some votes for my son becoming a motherfucking Kaiser
>Kiss her, why not.

"We're going to get some votes for my son becoming a motherfucking Kaiser."

You kiss her and she smiles.

"Well, guess we've got a long train ride ahead of us."

"Well, you're wrong."

"How?"

"We've got a long train ride TOGETHER."

"Right. So how exactly did you get all that muscle anyways?"

"What, are you impressed by it?"

"Of course I am. Seriously, that's way more muscle then any human could really have."

Actions.

>...Well, maybe you should tone down the muscle more then.
>...Flex? Flex.
>In case your wondering, yes, my abs do in fact, have abs.
>Yeah, it makes some things easy. Like crushing your opposition and shit.
>...Well, your fangs are rather large, larger then any human's fangs.
>Write-In

>>507144
>...Flex? Flex.

You begin to flex. She can't help but feel your muscles.

"Erh, you seem very keen on flexing."

"Well, yeah. Most people can only DREAM of being this strong. I fucking love it."

"Right."

What seems to be an hour goes by.

"So... This train ride is sort of boring."

"Well, it's mass transportation."

"...You don't want to talk about anything?"

"I was taking a nap, but if you want to be entertained I guess I can talk to you."

"Great."

"So... How many kids do you have again?"

Actions.

>Erh... Let's see. I have quite a few.
>Plenty. I probably have a few I don't even know about.
>...Don't worry, I'll have a LOT more by the time I'm done.
>I'm aiming for as many as my wives and concubines can handle.
>What, do you want to tumble?
>Write-In

>>507174
>Plenty. I probably have a few I don't even know about.

>>507174
>Write-In
"I honestly don't know. There are those from my wife, my ex-concubines, my conquests across dimensions and such. At most I'd say about... 13? Definitely not more than 24, that much I am certain."

"Plenty. I probably have a few I don't even know about. "I honestly don't know. There are those from my wife, my ex-concubines, my conquests across dimensions and such. At most I'd say about... 13? Definitely not more than 24, that much I am certain."

"By Sigmar, that is a lot."

"Yeah, and it'll only increase.

After a few minutes you arrive in Prussia, and the two of you step out.

"...So, how exactly are we going to do this?"

Actions.

>This is easy. We'll just talk and convince him.
>...Well, why don't you dominate him or something?
>Shapeshift into dragon form, and threaten the shit out of him? Sure!
>Write-In

>>507193
>Convince him.

>>507193
>This is easy. We'll just talk and convince him.

"This is easy, we'll just talk and convince him."

"Right. Well, let's get going."

After a rather long walk you come up to a palace and a few armed guards stop you.

"Unless your name is Archibold, please wait for the current assembly to be over. It should be done in a hour or so."

Actions

>Come on, this is urgent. (Charisma, HARD)
>I'm motherfucking Renexizious, and I'm trying my best not to squish you right now, so why don't you let me in? (Intimidation)
>Frankizka, dominate them please.
>Fine, I'll wait.
>Shapeshift? Shapeshift.
>Write-In

>>507264
>Fine, I'll wait.


We are a immortal, a hour is of little consequence. I would suggest leaving and trying to find a bookstore, might as well make use of our time...

>>507274
Then let's wait it out.

Supporting

"Fine, I'll wait."

"Thank you, sir."

"So, what are we supposed to do in the meantime?"

"Find a bookstore, of course!"

"Alright, I suppose."

After some searching you find a quaint little bookstore. Your wife seems to be rather entertained reading a book by Machiavelli, while you read a book about Norse mythology.

Hey, isn't that me in there?

Erh, right here?

Yeah.

The part about eating the world?

Well, yeah. Oh. Wait, if I eat the world, wouldn't that mean I also eat you and everyone you know and love?

Well, yeah.

Sorry, i guess. I don't know what else to say.

Actions.

>Fenrir, that's just what you do. No need to apologize.
>...At least cover me in warm butter when you eat me, alright?
>Hey, you never know... You might be stopped from eating the world by a handsome dragon.
>...So uh, how hungry are you anyways?
>Write-in

>>507314
>Hey you never know... You might be stopped by a handsome dragon.
>How hungry are you anyway?

>>507314
>Hey you never know... You might be stopped by a handsome dragon.
>How hungry are you anyway?

Well, you never know. You might be stopped by a handsome dragon. Besides, how hungry are you anyways?

...Very hungry, I guess. I'm constantly growing, you know?

...Right. So how big are you right now?

...Huge? I don't know. But much bigger then you.

Actions.

>...One day, you'll be smaller then me, One day.
>Return back to reality.
>Well, why don't I get you something to eat then?
>...Bigger then me, huh? I'd like to see that.
>Write-In

>>507314
>...So uh, how hungry are you anyways?
>Write-in
"You don't have to eat the world, I mean you could just eat another planet or something. Anyhow, someone might stop you though I doubt it."

>>507336
>Well, why don't I get you something to eat then?

You know, you don't have to eat the entire world. You could always eat another planet.

...But this one's closer...

Well, why don't I get you something to eat then?

Really?!

Sure. Why not?

So, mind if you just point me in the direction of some food? And let me take control of your head for a little bit? Oh, and stomach!

Actions.

>...So long as it's just my head, sure.
>Should I get Frankizka on standby?
>...Well, uh... Just don't eat too much, alright? I want to still look good.
>Well, time to find a place for Fenrir to eat things.
>Write-In

>>507357
>Well, time to find a place for Fenrir to eat things.
>...Well, uh... Just don't eat too much, alright? I want to still look good.

>>507357
>Get frankizka on standby
>Tell him not to over do it.
>Find something to eat.

"Hey uh, Eliza- I mean, Frankizka?"

"What is it?"

"Uh... I was wondering if you could make sure I don't go berserk. I'm starving after all."

"Right. Why would you go berserk?"

"Just starving."

She follows you to a rather fancy restraunt.

Don't over do it. My body can handle so much.

Right... I'll try my best not to try and eat everything.

Anons, roll me a 1d20+2 for how well this goes.

Rolled 11 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>507406
Hopefully we don't eat everything.

>>507406
And now we become death, consumer of worlds

Rolled 10 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>507406

11+2=13

Good Failure!

You go into a fancy restaurant, and a server directs you to a seat. Frankizka sits in front of you, and the server passes you a menu.

Is this edible?

You eat the menu.

"Uh... Renexizious? Are you alright?"

Goddamn it...

"Huh? I'm uh... Alright. Just hungry. Very hungry. He looks over at another table, filled with leftovers. It seems the original inhabitants left the restaurant.

Actions.

>...Fenrir, you can still recover. Just order another menu.
>Fenrir, menus are not for eating. They're meant to take your order.
>Fenrir, I know what your thinking, that you can just eat the leftovers. Don't do that, that just won't end well and will weird Frankizka out further.
>...This is a bad idea.
>I'm just going to watch and laugh with Flames.
>Write-In

>>507444
>Write-In
"Fenrir, listen to me. That thing you just ate was a list of things you can have, you kinda need that so they know what to give you.

Also don't eat the leftovers, they'll be cold and disgusting."

>>507451
This.

""Fenrir, listen to me. That thing you just ate was a list of things you can have, you kinda need that so they know what to give you.
Also don't eat the leftovers, they'll be cold and disgusting."

...But it's still food...

Roll me a 1d20+2 to see if this can get back to normality.

>>507456

Rolled 14 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>507456
>>507460
Anon roll.
(Type dice+1d20+6 in the option field.)

>>507466
Sorry let me fix that

type dice+1d20

to roll a 20 sided die.

Rolled 10 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>507456

14+2=16

Minor Success!

But your right.

A few minutes later the server comes around again.

"Erh, what happened to your menu?"

"I uh... Lost it."

"Well, here. Have another one."

Fenrir begins to look at the menu eagerly.

"So uh, can I have it all?"

"Uh, Ren? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine... I'm just starving."

Actions.

>...Fenrir! Don't order EVERYTHING, damn it!
>Fenrir, try to order it covered in butter! Just a personal recommendation!
>No, everything's going alright.
>Fenrir, just uh... Kiss her?
>You aren't doing as bad as I thought you would.
>Write-In

>>507484
>Order it covered in butter. My personal recommendation.

Fenrir, order it covered in butter. My personal recommendation.

"I'll uh, also have it covered in butter."

"...Very well, sir."

The server looks extremely confused and walks off.

"Well, I guess you are starving."

"Yeah. So your Frankizka, right?

"What do you mean, your Frankizka?"

Damn it Fenrir, your fucking this up...

Come on, recover from this!

"You just look more beautiful today. That's all."

"Ah. Thank you for that, Renexizious."

"So how long will it take for the food to get here?"

"Usually about an hour. But in restraunts like this they usual send appetizers."

"Appetizers? That's brilliant! Wh- I mean, that's good.

"Yeah..."

After a few minutes a small basket of what seems to be breadsticks is delivered.

"That's it?" He says to the waitress.

"Well, I can get some more, if you want."

"I was expecting more... I'll just have as many as you can give me, please."

"...Are you feeling alright?"

Roll me a 1d20+2 to see if Fenrir keeps it together.

Rolled 17 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>507513
Come on Fenrir keep it together.

Rolled 20 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>507513

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>>507531
Like a sir.

"I am feeling exquisite! Now, get me some more breadsticks and butter, madam!"

"Renexizious... You're kind of freaking me out a little."

"Poppycock!"

He slowly gets out a breadstick and begins to eat it elegantly. He puts a napkin on his lap and calmly begins to chew.

So, how well am I doing?

Why the fuck are you acting like a British gentleman?

...Erh, it was the first thing that came to mind. And I thought she'd like it.

Actions.

>Try to be french, if you can. She's french.
>...So far so good, I suppose.
>Brilliant.
>Could you just go back to normal? She's beginning to freak out a little.
>Write-In

>>507545
>Try to be French if you can. She's French.

>>507545
>Brilliant.

Well, try to be french if you can. She's basically french after all.

...I don't know how I'm supposed to do that.

After a few moments, the first of the plates comes over, ready for Fenrir.

Roll me a 1d20+3 to see if he can remain a gentleman.

>>507545
>Write-In
"Steady as she goes cap'n"

Rolled 11 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>507558
>Milady

Rolled 3 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>507558

Rolled 19 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>507558
Tips hat while singing Britannia rules the wave

19+3=22

Good Success!

Fenrir begins muttering Britannia rules the waves while elegantly cutting into a steak with his knife and fork. Frankizka struggles a little with her steak.

"M'lady, why don't I help you with that? It is only right the gentler sex recieves help from us after all."

He cuts into Frankizka steak, and feeds her it, somewhat romantically.

Fenrir, I have no idea what drugs your on or how your doing this... But keep it up.

As you say.

After feeding her steak he begins to go back to eating his own steak. And mixes it up with a few sips of tea (though you distinctly remember that he ordered ale.), and eating a few breadsticks.

"Now, m'lady, here comes round two!

"Right."

It seems Frankizka only is drinking wine for this part.

Roll me a 1d20+4 to stay on target. +2 If you can give Fenrir gentlemanly advice.

Rolled 17 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>507585
Remember the stiff upper lip

Rolled 14 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>507585
Remember when you drink to lift your pinky.
Everytime.

Remember Fenrir, stiff upper lip. Always lift your pinky, and never surrender!

Right... Just got to keep it together...

He enters round two a little less gracefully, but manages to pull through. You note that Frankizka is rather impressed.

"You seem to be rather... Gentlemanly tonight, Renexizious."

"Of course I am. Now, where's desert?"

At that, a large chocolate cake, easily taking up half the table comes in, and two waiters put it on the table.

This is it.
The trial of fire.

Roll me a 1d20+2 in the hopes that Fenrir doesn't fuck up.

Anyways anons, I'll be back in a little bit. Sorry.

Rolled 17 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>507612

Rolled 16 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>507612
It's the final round.
Let's do this!

>>507629
Man my rolls in EDQ are always good while my NEQ rolls are shit

Success!

Fenrir politely asks Frankizka if she'd like the first bite. She accepts and takes a small slice out of the cake, when she says something.
"There's butter in this cake."

Fenrir nods happily and begins to eat the cake, and eventually finishes eating. He cleans himself off and Frankizka gives him a kiss. A rather long one.

[b][blue]This is fun! Thanks for letting me do this!

What say? (Phoneposting right here by the way.)

>>507656
No problem Fenrir.
Nice job impressing frankizka!

Hey anons, while your waiting I have a question... who's your favorite child? Just curious.

>>507752
Actually Revenaris he seems like a nice guy.

Ideally we can give him a bit more backbone.
I wouldn't mind making him the heir if he shows that he can lead and handle administrative stuff.

But maybe that's just me.

>>507752
I dislike Charlemagne (Too unstable, not able to control his emotions), think our son Revenaris might be best son (depends on how "democracy" child turns out, the wee shit) and most of the rest have blended together in my mind.

>>507752
The unborn egg.

I'm surprised. But it was no problem Fenrir, and good job impressing Frankizka.

Yeah! She's a nice girl.

Yeah. She's my girl.

"Hey, uh... Renexizious?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm fucking full. How about you?"

"Well... I'm still starving. But I'm uh... Good for now."

"Right... Well, you were quite gentlemanly."

"I was? I was. Yeah. So uh, why don't we get out of here?"

You want your body back?

Actions.

>Yeah. Thanks man.
>Nah, you can run around for a little bit. I'd be interested.
>...So this is how Flames feels like.
>Write-In

>>507911
>So this is how flames feels like.
>Yeah thanks man.

Huh. So this is how Flames feels like. Anyways, thanks man.

You have regained control over your body and you don't feel bloated at all.

"Come on, let's get going."

"Yeah... Thanks for the dinner, Renexizious."

"No problem."

The two of you leave the restaurant, paying a rather high tab. You head back to the Prussian Palace, and the same guards wait there.

"The King is ready to see you. But first, what are your names?"

Actions.

>You can just call me Ren, and this is Frankizka.
>Renexizious and this is Frankizka.
>Give them a fake name?
>I go by my preferred pronouns.
>Write-In

>>507937
>Renexizious and this is Frankizka.

"Oh, it's Renexizious and this is Frankizka."

"Renexizious?"

"Yes, have you bychance heard of me?"

"Erh, the King would like to see you right away then."

"Very good."

The doors open for you and you go inside. You go down a somewhat long hall and you see a human teenager sitting on the throne.

"Erh, where exactly is the King of Prussia?"

The teen nods his head towards you.

"I'm the King of Prussia. My late father passed away two years ago."

"Where's your regent then?"

"...Regents are for pansies, as my father said. Now, what exactly do you need from me, dragon?"

He doesn't seem nervous and seems rather confident.

Actions.

>Well, I was hoping you'd vote for my son, Revenaris.
>Aren't you a bit young to be ruling a country by yourself?
>...Well, might as well bow. You're in the presence of another leader.
>How long have you been ruling?
>What exactly is your name?
>Write-In

>>507952
>What exactly is your name?
>Aren't you a bit young to be ruling a country by yourself?

Wasn't that guy who was king or emperor or France like 16 or something when we essentially abducted him?

>>507952
>What exactly is your name.
>Well, I was hoping you would vote for my son.

"What exactly is your name?"

"Wilhelm III von Hohenzollern."

"Ah. Well, aren't you a bit young to be ruling Prussia by yourself?"

"I have advisors and a good mother. Now, why have you come before me?"

"Well, I was hoping you would vote for my son."

"Ah, the husband to Clara Hapsburg?"

"Yes, that one."

"Well, why should I?"

Actions.

>He'll give you independence from Germany.
>He'd be a good ruler, and grant you and your family many favors if you do vote for him. (Charisma)
>Because, wouldn't you want ME as your ally, rather then foe? (Charisma, HARD)
>He's the rightful Kaiser. (Charisma, VERY HARD)
>Because you'll be serving me. And in serving me, you'll find that the previous Kaiser, Wolfgang had found many advantages. (Charisma, ULTRA-HARD)
>Write-In

>>508001
>Because wouldn't you want me as your ally rather than your foe?

Roll me a 1d20+7

Rolled 11 + 7 (1d20 + 7)

>>508027
Top kek rolling.

Rolled 16 + 7 (1d20 + 7)

>>508027

16+7=23

Good Success!

"Because wouldn't you want me as your ally rather then your foe?"

"...That's true. Well, I suppose I'll vote for him."

"Thank you."

You leave the Prussian King and head back to the train station.

"So, where are we headed to now?"

Actions.

>Well, that's easy. Bohemia.
>How about the Archbishoprics?
>...Flames, how many votes do we need again?
>Write-In

>>508044
>Flames how many votes do we need?
>Well that's easy. Bohemia.

If this goes well our son shall be Kaiser.

>>508044
>Well, that's easy. Bohemia.

"Well, that's easy. Bohemia."

So, Flames... How many votes do we need?

Over fifty percent of them... Which means we need to get a Archbishop on our side.

Right.

You begin to travel to Bohemia, the trip is rather long, and Frankizka falls asleep in your arms, thanks to it being nightfall.

Eventually you reach Bohemia, with Frankizka still sleeping in your arms.

"Frankizka?"

"Erh... Five more minutes?"

"In five more minutes the train would of left. Come on, get up."

She gets up and yawns, and the two of you get off the train. It's currently midnight, and you somewhat doubt the King of Bohemia is seeing anyone.

Actions.

>...Maybe you should just find a hotel and sleep in there?
>Meh, you might as well visit and see if they're still accepting people's visits.
>...You don't want to pay money for a hotel. You should just find a motel
>Write-In

>>508070
>Find a hotel.

>>508070
>...Maybe you should just find a hotel and sleep in there?
The comfiest one fit for a dragon of course

You decide to find a hotel, and sleep there for the night. Thanks to expenses, you've paid so far 1.5 Million$ on this trip, but at least you get to sleep in a comfortable room. Frankizka curls up next to you, still exhausted. There's a nice fireplace going, and they've even given you a hot tub. This is amazing.

Actions.

>...Say, Frankizka? Do you want to talk a little?
>So... You know that Fenrir was in control of my body back at that restaurant, right?
>...You're so quiet compared to Elizabeth.
>...You know, why don't we tumble a little? (Charisma)
>Just go to sleep.
>Write-In

>>508096
>Ask to tumble

Why not it's fine as long as we don't roll a Nat 1 on it.

Roll me a 1d20+7.

Rolled 11 + 7 (1d20 + 7)

>>508108

Rolled 4 + 7 (1d20 + 7)

>>508108
Rolling for tumbles.

11+7=18

Borderline Success!

"Say, Frankizka, why don't we tumble a little bit?"

"I'm good, thank you though."

"Wait, remember those deals we made?"

"Aww shit..."

"Yep. It's time."

Roll me a 1d20+15 for tumble quality.

Rolled 18 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>508133

18+15=33

Great Success!

After some rather heavy tumbling, you think you've knocked her out. She's lasted quite a while, you think.

Of course, this leaves a rather dirty room, which you begin to clean up. After that escapade, you make sure to leave a rather fat tip for the staff and head towards the King of Bohemia's palace. Which seems to also be guarded by soldiers.

"Erh, I'm here to see the King of Bohemia."

"Sorry, but he's not seeing ivistors right now."

Actions.

>...When would be a more appropriate date?
>Damn it, why?
>I DEMAND entrance! (Intimidation, HARD)
>Right... Well, I'll be back later then.
>Write-in

>>508180
>Damn it,why?

"Damn it, why?"

"He's come down with a strange disease which has been proven to be highly infectious. No one has been let in or out of the castle since."

Actions.

>...You can let me in, I'm a doctor.
>How long has this been going on?
>I'm Renexizious, and I'm here to help then.
>Nope out of there. No strange disease for you.
>Write-In

>>508219
>I'm Renexizious I'm here to help.

If we help he'll owe us a favor.
That'll be nice.

"Well, I'm Renexizious and I'm here to help."

"Sure you are, and I'm the king of France. Besides, we can't risk spreading this disease outside the castle."

Actions.

>Come on, I'm the real Renexizious. I can prove it.
>Dragons are usual immune to most mortal disease, you know. (Intelligence)
>Frankizka here is immune to disease! Trust me! (Charisma, HARD)
>Write-In

>>508258
>Dragons are immune to most diseases.

Roll me a 1d20+6

Rolled 8 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>508280

Rolled 6 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>508280

Rolled 16 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>508280

16+6=22

Good Success!

"Alright then, your funeral..."

He unchains the doors and you go inside.

"Frankizka, why aren't you coming."

"Sorry pal, but chances are both of you are human and I'm not letting a girl die on me."

Actions.

>Altough chivalrious, that's unneeded. She won't suffer from the disease, trust me. (Charisma, HARD)
>...Let go of my girl. She's coming with me. (Intimidation, HARD)
>Very well. Frankizka, stay with the good man while I get things sorted.
>Write-In

>>508312
>Leave Frankizka.

"Very well, Frankizka stay with him."

"Right."

You go into the castle, all alone.

Anyways, this is where I'm ending tonight. Sorry anons.

>>508337
Later OP thanks for the run.

See you next time.