European Dragon Quest 26

>>534857
>>...Third hallway is always the charm.

You decide against going into this room, as it seems useless to you at the time. Instead you walk back down the hallway, into the kitchen, and into the third hallway.

You can't help but feel like your being watched by the metal knight statues, and eventually you get to the other side of the room. You see the small sign of "Servant Quarters & Guest Rooms".

Current Form: Human

Actions.

>...Go into this room. Or rooms.
>What the hell is in the second hallway then?
>Go back towards the Observatory & Study.
>Shapeshift.
>Write-In

>>534916
>>What the hell is in the second hallway then?

You decide to take a peek down the second hallway, which besides a red carpet is completely barren. You eventually come to the end of the hallway, where you see yet another sign... And hear coughing on the other side of the door. Putting priorities first, you read the sign, which says "Private Chambers".

Actions.

>...Well, this is obvious. Go into the room!
>Head to the Observatory & Study.
>Go into the Servant Quarters & Guest Rooms.
>Head back to Frankizka, you don't want to go in alone.
>...Shapeshift.
>Write-In

>>534970
>Head to the study.

Maybe we can find blackmail stuff.

>>534979
Good plan. Seconded.

You slink towards the Observatory and Study, and open the door cautiously. You easily see green blotches in the wall, and the very moisture in the room feels... Arid. But besides that, you see plenty of books, the most interesting of them seems to be a personal journal. Besides books, you see a rather large telescope pointed out towards the sky, and see some inane writing in chalk on the walls...

Actions.

>Take a look through this telescope.
>...Examine the blotches.
>Read that fucking personal journal. How convenient!
>...Try to understand the writing on the walls. (Intelligence, HARD)
>Shapeshift in order to multitask!
>Head back.
>...Take a closer look through those books. What was he studying?
>Write-In

>>535000
>Read the personal journal.
Then afterwards
>Try to understand the writing on the wall.

>>535000
>...Take a closer look through those books. What was he studying?
>Take a look through this telescope.

You pick up the personal journal... After a brief minute glancing through the pages, you easily summarize the book. Really is nice to have a brain the size of a large house, isn't it? Well, technically two brains in your draconic form. In addition you take a glance through the books the Elector was studying, and it seems he had a interest in jeu de paume judging from countless books on it, and a few physics books. Oh, and a few books about zoology or something.

The book seems to be divided into three parts, the first part focusing about researching strange stellar movements, the second part mostly being about a disease moving through the castle, and the third part being... Well, strange. You don't really follow it.

Actions.

>...Read all segments of the book.
>Read the part you don't really follow.
>Strange stellar movements?
>...Oooh, sickness. This is a specialty. Kind of.
>Do something else.
>Maybe you should go through all the other books for something interesting? (Intelligence, HARD)
>...Firstly, go look through the telescope.
>Write-In

>>535046
>Go through the books for something interesting.

>>535046
>Maybe you should go through all the other books for something interesting? (Intelligence, HARD)


God dammit OP, you started just as I am winding down for bed. I take no charge for anything that happens after this post until I return, even if we kill our entire family or something.


Everyone, try to not destroy the world or piss off god anymore, K?

>>535068
I'll try to make doesn't get too crazy anon

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Roll me a 1d20+5

>>535068
I'm sure it's just a coincidence, goyim, that your going to sleep as soon as this thread started up.

Rolled 15 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>535085

Rolled 10 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>535085
Rolling Nat 1

15+5=20

Good Success!

You find in these books a rather interesting thing. A letter, addressed to the Elector here from someone called the Prince of Orange.

Actions.

>...Read that fucking letter!
>...Shapeshift and tell Flames to read you the letter while you page through the book.
>Pocket the letter for later.
>...Flames, do we know anyone called the Prince of Orange?
>Write-In

>>535117
>Flames do we know anyone called prince of orange?

>Read the letter

Flames, do we know anyone called the Prince of Orange?

Last time I checked, that's a no.

You open the unsealed letter and begin reading it.

My friend, I thank you firmly for your speech in front of the Imperial Diet for supporting Dutch independence. As per our agreement, I have sent you a great deal of money and as you requested, a few strange gems I think you'll find a interest in. I will contact you soon enough, and maybe with a few more public acts you'll be debt free.

With that, the letter ends there.

Actions.

>Pocket it and leave!
>...Continue examining the room.
>Just put the letter back.
>Leave this place.
>Write-In

>>535146
>Put the letter back
>Continue examining the room

>>535146
>Pocket it
>Examine the writing on the wall

Rolled 2 (1d2)

Rolling.

1=Pocket it!
2=Put it back.

After deciding what to do with the letter for a brief time, you eventually take care of the matter and continue on to examine the wall. Or more precisely, the inane writing on the wall.

Roll me a 1d20+5

Rolled 14 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>535189
Now we don't have evidence to go with our blackmail.

14+5=19

Borderline Success!

After looking at this... Scribbling, only a few words stand out to you. Mostly "Czech", "Lion", or something. You don't precisely understand WHAT this guy was fucking doing, but there's calculations of something, pie charts, the whole scientific process in this room...

Actions.

>...Right, well take a look through that telescope.
>...Flames, please tell me you understood more then me.
>...Just take notes about this on a piece of paper. You can study this later.
>Time to leave!
>Examine the green blotches on the wall!
>Write-In

>>535224
>Flame please tell me you understood more than me.
>Take notes
>Leave

Flames, please tell me you understood more than me.

Fuck if I know. Honestly I'm just wondering why this guy is studying so hard. Isn't he supposed to rule a a nation or something instead of being a scientist or something?

...Great. So you don't know what the fuck this means?

Nope, not at all.

You eventually finish taking notes and leave... And feel a sharp pain in your muscles. Huh. That's new. So you take a glance towards them, and you see that your once insane muscular structure has... Become less insane?
Your muscles are no longer literally bulging whenever you move, and they merely bulge on flexing. This is a travesty!

The curse has taken effect! You have lost one Body.
This curse will only be applied once per thread anons. Or when a suitable amoutn of time has passed.

You feel tired and hungry, no doubt from the pain you just felt.
Wait. Pain? You don't feel "pain". Why the fuck did you feel pain?

Actions.

>...Go down to the private chambers.
>Servant Quarters?
>...Leave this damned castle.
>You're in the kitchen, right? Find a snack or something.
>Write-In

>>535255
>Go to private chambers

Well this is bad news.

You head to the private chambers, and open the door. It smells... Terrible. You can barely tolerate the stench coming from this room.
The room is well-decorated, but you see right in the middle of the room, on a velvet bed, a very, very sick man. His very skin is a light green, and judging from him being in this room, is most likely the Elector here. It seems he's actually too sick to even notice you come in, and he weakly groans.

Actions.

>...Ignore him, and look around this room.
>Time to go up to this sick man. Maybe you can diagnose him?
>...Erh, dragons could still in theory get a disease. Leave this place.
>Write-In

>>535300
>Time to go up to the sick man. Maybe we can diagnose him?

You go up to the man, and see very clearly that he is in fact, not feeling well. He's sweating, can barely breathe, and buboes situated around his neck. His eyes are shut.

Actions.

>...You're going to need to diagnose him further. (Intellect, HARD)
>Maybe you should take some precaution with this.Try to find some gloves and a mask.
>...You know the treatment already. (Specify what to do!).
>...Tell him to open his eyes or something.
>Shapeshift, now.
>Write-In

>>535354
Diagnose him further.
He's definitely sick

>>535354
>Try to find some gloves and a mask.
>You're going to need to diagnose him further. (Intellect, HARD)

Roll me a 1d20+5

Rolled 7 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>535378
Getting my 1 out.

7+5=12

Failure!

You have no idea what the hell this guy is sick with, really.

Actions.

>...Just uh, back out of there. Slowly. No need for malpractice.
>Try to wake him up?
>...Get Frankizka. She has some knowledge of medical practice.
>...You can do this. Begin alchemy & experimentation on this guy! What's the worst thing that could happen?
>Write-in

>>535438
>Get frankizka.
Someone that knows what they're doing would be nice.

You leave the sick man and head to the entrance of the castle.

"Can you let me out?" You yell loudly.

You hear a bang on the other side of the door.

"Hell no. You might be sick or something!" You hear, muffled through the door.

Actions.

>Listen, just send in my assistant, alright? (Charisma)
>...Don't make me come out there. (Intimidation, VERY HARD)
>I'm not sick, I'm perfectly healthy! (Charisma, HARD)
>...Shit. That's right. Go back.
>Maybe you can find another way out?
>Shapeshift. You can open these doors yourself.
>Write-In

>>535485
>Listen, just send in my assistant, alright?

Roll me a 1d20+7

Rolled 15 + 7 (1d20 + 7)

>>535517

15+7=22

Good Success!

"Just send in Frankizka, my assisstant."

A few seconds go by of silence, until you hear the door creek open. Frankizka quickly goes inside and the door closes behind.

"I was led to believe I would be staying outside."

"Plans change."

"Right... So, what did you need me to do?"

Actions.

>...Nothing much besides help me diagnose a sick guy and cure him.
>...I was hoping you could take care of the Elector while I look around some more.
>What, no friendly hug or kiss for your husband? No, "Thank you for getting me away from the sun"?
>Write-In

>>535570
>Nothing much besides helping me diagnose and cure a sick guy.

"Nothing much besides helping me diagnose and cure a sick guy."

"Well, what's taking so long? Let's get going before something crazy happens."

"...Crazy?"

"That tends to happen around you, you know."

"...That's uh... That's pretty accurate, yeah."

"Anyways, let's get going."

You go into the bedchamber and Frankizka follows you.

Roll me a 1d20+6 to see if she can figure out what the fuck is wrong with this guy.

Rolled 5 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>535613
C'mon frankizka I believe in you.

I'm going to allow samefagging rolls on this, so feel free to roll two more times anon.

Rolled 8 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>535613

Rolled 6, 13 = 19 (2d20)

>>535613
Double down on Nat 1s

13+6=19

Success!

"Well, I have an idea on what this is."

"What is it?"

"Just a bubonic sickness. I'll need you to get some herbs and we'll have to take care of him for a day or two."

Actions.

>...Right, I'll get right to it.
>...Erh, well I don't feel like being in a contaminated castle for a day or two, alright?
>Is he in any threat of dying?
>...Can we get some of his servants to take care of him?
>Write-In

>>535664
>Is he in any threat of dying?
>Right I'll get to it.

"Is he in any threat of dying?"

"Yes, I suspect he would of died in a few days. Either from starvation or from this disease."

"...I'll find you those herbs."

"Good."

She turns to the Elector and begins poking at the skin, and begins to take out something from her dress. Some sort of a potion.

"...You know, I find it strange how you wear clothes essentially from the European Renaissance and no one really notices."

"Probably because I'm around you." She says while she pours the red potion down the man's mouth.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You don't have the best taste in clothes, like most people in Sweden, you know." She tosses the potion to the side and goes for another thing.

"Yeah, I'm going now." You make a path for the door, but she interrupts that.

"It's true, you know."

You can't help but pause at the door.

"We're from essentially two different time periods. My clothes might be strange to you but my clothes are clearly modern. And they aren't as cliche as yours."

"...My clothes are cliche?"

"Well, yes. For a vampire."

"How in Sigmar's name does that work?"

"...It's clearly obvious. You wear a black dress, and in most vampire fiction female vampires wear black dresses."

"Yeah. Anyways, I need to focus on the patient right now, can you go and get those damned herbs?"

Actions

>...Right. I'm just saying that maybe you shouldn't wear obvious "oh look I'm a fucking vampire" tier clothes.
>...I'm going now. (Timeskip)
>...How the fuck did we end up talking about clothes?
>Why don't you be like one of my daughters and wear chain mail around? I find it rather fashionable.
>Well, at least you have a heart of gold. Even if you might wear a black dress.
>Eh, that can hold on for a little bit.
>...What potion did you give him? Just curious.
>...I have fashion sense you know. Goddam- I mean, Odin damn it.
>...I thought you aren't aristocratic. Why the hell are you judging me on my clothes now?
>Write-in

>>535737
>How the fuck did we end up talking about clothes?
>I'm going now.

"...How the fuck did we end up about clothes?"

"I have no idea. Now get going."

"...Right away."

Roll me a 1d20+6 to see if her potion is successful! Samefagging is allowed if not enough anons respond.

Rolled 12 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>535756

Rolled 13 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>535756

13+6=19

Borderline Success!

After gathering some herbs and other things throughout the castle, you note some of the symptoms of the man are beginning to fade.

"How's he looking?"

"...He's getting slightly better. Not too much though."

"Is he stable?"

"Well, yes."

You can't help but yawn loudly.

"I'm going to sleep soon. It's been a long day."

"Good luck with that then."

"Yeah..."

A few minutes of silence go by while you sit on a chair.

"So, Renexizious..."

"What?"

"I didn't particularly think you were into Necromancy."

"...Necromancy?"

"Yeah."

"By Odin, how did you figure that one out?"

"Well, I saw you had a ancient skeleton roaming around in your dungeon."

"...Was it sentient?"

"Well, yes. That's the strange thing, really."

"So you mean Marcus?"

"Right. That's what it called itself."

"I haven't seen that skeleton for a while. Huh."

"So, mind if I ask how the hell you learned to summon sentient undead?"

Actions.

>What, are you lonely or something?
>...Why are you asking me this?
>Sorry, but no.
>Sure! I'll teach you how, I suppose.
>...Mind if I ask what exactly Marcus has been up to?
>Why are you bringing this up? It seems a little random.
>...We'll talk later, alright? You need to take care of a patient and I need some sleep.
>...You're rather talkative today, aren't you?
>Write-in

>>535808
>Sure I'll teach you later I suppose.
>Why are you bringing it up?

"Sure but I'll teach you later. Why exactly are you bringing this up?"

"Mostly because the only sentient, or semi-sentient undead out there are wrights or ghouls."

"Right. Why are you bringing this up anyways? It seems a little random."

"...I was intending to ask you at some point. I figured since the two of us have a break I would ask."

"...Break?"

"That's just uh... Well, now I feel stupid. Thanks for that."

"Stupid?"

"Because right now there's a sick man I'm taking care of and I'm just talking to you. I'm just going back to work now, alright?"

Actions.

>...Listen, if you want to talk that's fine. You said it yourself that he's in a stable condition.
>Good to know you put priorities first rather then socializing.
>...Are you nervous around me or something? Why didn't you ask sooner?
>You aren't stupid, alright?
>...Yeah, I'm going to sleep now.
>Write-in

>>535859
>You aren't stupid.
>Are you nervous around me? Why didn't you ask sooner?
>Well I'm going to sleep now.

"...Are you nervous around me or something?"

"...No, I just... It's just strange to me having someone actually interested in me."

"Actually interested?"

"Yeah. I'm not a "socialite", alright?"

"...Well, so long as you don't think your stupid, alright?"

She nods her head and goes back to work.

"...Well, if that's it I'm going to sleep."

"...Hey... Renexizious?"

"What?"

"...Erh, thanks."

"Thanks for what?"

"...Just for everything, alright? You're a hell of a guy to me, I suppose."

Actions.

>Well, thanks for that. Now I need some sleep.
>...Seriously, what's put you in a talkative mood right now?
>If it makes you feel any better, I think your a good wife. And amazing in bed.
>...Why exactly do you claim you aren't a social person? At times you seem very sociable.
>...I have a slight question. Why is it at times like now your sociable, but when on train rides and other things that your rather quiet?
>Write-In

>>535913
>Well if it makes you feel any better I think you're a good wife. And amazing in bed.

>Now seriously I gotta go to sleep I'm really tired.

"Well, if it makes you feel any better I think you're a good wife. And amazing in bed."

"Yeah. Well, uh... Good night then, I guess."

"Yeah... Now seriously I fucking need some sleep."

"Oh. Sorry."

You go to sleep right on the chair in a matter of seconds.
You have a strange dream, mostly about cats or something. Thousands of cats, all over you... They're adorable, fluffy, and meowing. Hu-

"Renexizious?"

You groan loudly.
"Yeah... How's the elector doing?"

"...Good. He started convulsing while you slept though."

You open your eyes completely, and note the Elector isn't on the bed anymore.

"Where the fuck is he?"

"He recovered during the night after the convulsions."

"So he's fine?"

"He's... Decent. He still has a fever, chills, and shortness of breath. And he can't walk straight."

"Well, that's tolerable. Where is he now?"

"Well, I moved him to the kitchen."

"What, were you going to feed him or something?"

"Well, yes."

Actions.

>...Well, I suppose I'm interested in your cooking.
>...Five more minutes, please.
>I can cook for the elector and myself, alright?
>...Have you slept at all?
>...You wouldn't happen to be thirsty for blood right now, would you?
>...Listen, we don't owe him anything so you don't have to cook for him. Besides, we just need his vote for my son.
>...Fenrir? How would you like to eat breakfast with a Elector? I'm going to get some more sleep... Even if it's inside my own mind.
>Write-in

>>535964
>Well I suppose I'm interested.
>You wouldn't happen to be thirsty for blood right now would you?

"Well, I guess I'm up for eating something. So uh, just wondering... You wouldn't happen to be thirsty for blood right now, would you?"

"I'm a vampire, I'm always thirsty."

"...Well, I was saying if you needed it."

"Maybe in a day or two, but I suppose we can do it right now since we have privacy."

Actions

>...Well, come on then. I'm ready.
>Let's do this later then, alright?
>...I'll give you someone to suck on when we get back home, alright?
>Write-In

>>535984
>Well come on then. I'm ready.

"Well, come on then. I'm ready."

"The usual?"

"Yeah... The usual."

Roll me a 1d20+14 to see if you can resist the effects.

Rolled 12 + 14 (1d20 + 14)

>>536002
Nat 1 inbound

Rolled 2, 2 = 4 (2d20)

>>536002
I'll roll two more just in case.

12+14=26

Minor Success!

After struggling for a few minutes of dealing with minor shock, you shake it off and get up.

"...God, your blood tastes amazing, still."

"Yeah, no problem."

"...Well let's get going, alright?"

"Alright..."

After a little while you leave the room and try to find the kitchen, which you remember was near the entrance. Eventually you take a seat at the long wooden table where the Elector seems to be sitting, albit looking rather terrible.

"...Erh... Hello?"

"Ah, hello."

"You must be the assisstant to the woman who saved me from wasting away from that disease... For that, you have my thanks."

Actions.

>That's no problem, none at all.
>...Well, would you care to tell me who this Prince of Orange is?
>...I think you and I should talk about supporting my son for becoming the Kaiser.
>Can we talk after we eat? I'm starving.
>Write-in

>>536030
>Well let's get down to it. I want you to support my son in becoming Kaiser.

"Well, let's get down to it. I want you to support my son in becoming Kaiser."

"...Who's your son?"

You take a brief pause as you look at the man. He's not particularly young, in fact he's rather old. About seventy if your guess is right... You weren't exactly expecting such an old man to be ruling Bavaria.

"Ah. Revenaris Thorsonn."

"...You must be Renexizious then. Well, I'm honored by your visit."

You can't help but smile.
"Yep, you got me there."

"Right... Erh, what exactly is your son's policies?"

"...Policies?"

"Well, yes."

Actions.

>...Well, I'm not honestly sure.
>...He's a hell of a guy?
>Why don't you ask him yourself?
>You owe me your life. You need to vote for my son, simple as that.
>...If you want, I could threaten you.
>Well, I'll tell you what my son wants... (Specify)
>Write-In

>>536053
>Well why don't I tell him to come here and he can tell them to you personally

"Well, why don't I tell him to get over here and he can tell them to you personally?"

"Very well, I'll let the guards lower the quarantine."

"You wouldn't happen to have a phone, would you?"

"Yes... It should be in the servants quarters."

"Ah, thank you."

You wait a little longer and Frankizka gives the two of you a meal. It seems to be a simple meal of lamb chops.

After you finish and clean your mouth with a napkin, you head to the servants quarter, pick up the phone, and call your son.

"Hello? Prince-Elector?" The servant on the other end answers.

"Erh, no. It's me. Renexizious."

"Ah. I presume you want to talk to your son and not the Duchess?"

"Let me think... How about fuck no?"

"Very well. I shall get your son."

After a few minutes the phone picks up again.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Revenaris."

"Dad?"

"Yep. I need you down in Bavaria, I need you to tell the Prince-Elector your policy positions."

"...Policy positions?"

"Well, yeah."

"...Shit..."

Actions.

>...Don't worry, the two of us can come up with one together.
>...I'm disappointed in you again. Have you even thought about what you'd do when you take power?
>...Just wondering, can you fly down here?
>Goddamn it, I'll just tell you something things he wants to hear, alright?
>...Fly down here and on the way I want you to think about what you want to do when you take power, alright?
>Write-In

>>536097
Fly down here and on the way I want you to think about what you want to do when you take power, alright?

>>536097
>Just come down here and start thinking of what you're going to do when you take power alright?

"I want you to fly down here and on the way I want you to think about what you want to do when you take power, alright?"

"Right... Wait, erh, I'll have to take the train."

You nearly sigh.

"Son, why can't you fly?"

"I'd prefer not to cause a scene or get the German airforce to shoot me down, alright?"

Actions.

>...Son, you haven't been in your dragon form for nearly a year. You'll do it or I will be disappointed in you. Deeply.
>That's fine, I suppose.
>...Come on, break the rules a little. You're a dragon, not a mortal.
>I don't care how you get down here, just do it.
>Write-in

>>536119
>That's fine, I suppose. I don't care how you get down here. Just do it.

>>536128
This

"That's fine, I suppose. I don't care how you get down here, just do it."

"Right. I'll be down in a hour or two."

The phone hangs up on the other end.

Actions.

>...That means two more hours of sleeping. Just find a nice comfy place to take a nap in. (Timeskip)
>Flames, Fenrir? You guys haven't been saying much, if anything at all recently.
>Maybe you should hang out with Frankizka?
>...You should see about getting into further graces with the Elector, hell you don't even know his name.
>...Personally you just want to tour Bavaria.
>...Maybe you should call someone else to see how they're doing? (Specify who)
>Write-In

>>536148
>Flames,Fenrir? You guys haven't been saying much, if anything at all.
>You should see about getting into further graces with the elector.

Guys?

Huh?

What?

Erh. You guys haven't been saying much, if anything at all.

Right now I'm content to let you just fuck around for a little bit, I'm still trying to destress.

...From what?

...You know, the whole Reinhold incident. And countless others.

So your still mad at me?

Yeah.

...Fenrir, what about you?

Me?

Yeah. Why aren't you talking?

I'm just hanging out with Flames. Sorry.

Actions.

>...The two of you need to talk more. I need advice, damn it.
>Flames, stop being fucking pissed off at me for doing shit.
>Fenrir, you can help me if you want then.
>That's nice. Now I'm going back to reality.
>What the fuck have the two of you been up to anyways?

>>536187
>What the fuck have you two been up to?
>That's nice now I'm going back to reality.

Well, what the fuck have the two of you been up to?

...Mostly just D&D.

Yeah. It's weird as hell.

Right... Why the fuck wasn't I invited?

Because fuck you, that's why.

Actions.

>...Just go back to reality.
>...Seriously? How long have you guys been doing that without me?
>Flames, stop pissing me off.
>...Listen, I'm sorry about what I've been doing recently, alright?
>Write-in

>>536203
>Seriously how long have you been doing this without me?

Seriously? How long have you been doing this without me?

Since you let Claw rape people.

...Right.

So, you need anything or will you just fuck off now? Flames sounds quite agitated right now.

Actions.

>Flames, stop being pissed of at me.
>Yep. Return back to reality.
>...Fenrir, how pissed off is Flames?
>Well, mind if I join the two of you then?
>Write-in

>>536216
>Back to reality.

Voices in Rens head think it's time to leave.
And that we wish we could play D&D

...Fine, well, I wish I could play.

Well, bye then.

Yeah...

You return back to reality, and decide to talk to the elector. Because why not? You find him still eating at the table.

"Hey, uh... Elector guy?"

"Elector guy?"

"...I don't know your name."

"Just call me Theobald."

"Right... Well."

Actions.

>Just timeskip via idle talking.
>What happened to all your servants?
>Just out of curiosity, when did you come down with the disease?
>How do you like my wife's cooking?
>My son is coming over soon. In about two hours.
>...I have a slight question about your study and observatory...
>

>>536243
>Just out of curiosity, when did you get sick?

"So, when exactly did you get sick?"

"A week ago, I believe."

"A week?"

"Yes... I was lucky enough that the disease didn't spread to anyone else."

"So why did you order everyone to leave?"

"...I wasn't sure at the time."

"Ah."

"So... You want your son to become the Kaiser, eh?"

"Well, obviously."

"Right... At that point nearly all of Europe would be under your thumb. Or claw. Or whatever you have."

"...I prefer claw, thank you very much."

"Right... And I assume that I'm the deciding vote?"

"Well, yes."

"So, I either have a choice between your son, being thrown out of office if you do invade and succeed, or have a pipe dream that the Kaiser can stand against you."

Actions.

>Well, yes. That's what it boils down to really.
>...Pipe dream? Well, my calculations put that at "squished beneath my feet" dream.
>Well, I don't always dismantle the aristocracy wherever I go.
>You'll like my son. He's much more... Human then me.
>Deciding vote? I bet some of the archbishops will vote for me.
>Write-In

>>536267
>You'll like my son. He's much more...Human than me but yes that's what it boils down to really.

>>536275
this

"You'll like my son much better. He's more... Human then me, but yes that's what it boils down to really."

He lets out a long sigh.

"...I assume if I refuse I get killed or deposed."

"Well, there's always the chance for an early retirement."

"I don't really think right now is a good time for jokes."

Actions.

>...But really, if you don't vote for my son I'll make sure you get killed or worse. So I'd recommend it.
>...Are you having second thoughts, Theobald?
>Well, it's for the greater good, Theobald.
>Come on, with my son you won't have to deal with me. Which is good. I guess. Unless you like my company, which is then bad.
>Write-In

>>536287
>Come on, with my son you won't have to deal with me. Which is good. I guess. Unless you like my company, which is then bad.
Exactly like that

>>536292
this

Good to have you back QM

"Come on, with my son you won't have to deal with me. Which is good. I guess. Unless you like my company which is then bad."

"...How?"

"What do you mean, how?"

"How do I know your son won't just be a puppet?"

Actions.

>...I'm not using my son for political gain, if that's what your saying. I just want him to do... Something. Besides fucking paint all day and hang out with his bitch of a wife...
>Well... He will be a puppet, but he's a friendly puppet. That's what matters.
>Well, I believe my son is a much more capable ruler then your current Kaiser. Much more.
>You do take your time thinking about things, don't you?
>...What, you don't like dragons or something?
>Write-In

>>536295
>I'm not using my son for political gain, if that's what your saying. I just want him to do... Something. Anything.

"I'm not using my son for political gain, if that's what your saying. I just want him to do something. Anything, really."

"Ah, so you just want your son to live up to you?"

"...I guess."

"...Why exactly do you want him to live up to you?"

"Isn't it obvious? Besides being my son he's a fucking dragon."

"So you want your son to basically rule an empire because you're doing it?"

Actions.

>Doesn't everyone want their kid to do that?
>It's more then that. He doesn't even have a fucking lair, or anywhere to store his treasure. He even admitted to me that he enjoys being human!
>I'm done here.
>Can you stop asking questions, please?
>Write-In

>>536303
>Doesn't everyone want their kid to do that?

>>536303
>Doesn't everyone want their son to do that?

"Doesn't everyone want their kid to do that?"

"That's true, but it rarely works out like that."

"...Why? He's a dragon, unlike you mortals. It'll work out."

"...Well, in my experience whenever I tried to get my kids to do something, such as "stop screwing around in the university and join the damned army already", it rarely works out for either of us."

"...That has nothing to do with me and my son, alright?"

"It's wisdom I suppose. Did your son want to become Kaiser without your guidance?"

Actions.

>...Well, I just told him, really. He seemed eager.
>...No. Not really.
>Of course he did. He's my son. (Lie)
>Mortal, my children and your children are completely different. So stop trying to give me parental advice or something.
>...I'm just going now.
>Are you saying that it's better for me to crush, kill, and maim people and take it over myself rather then have a peaceful take over?
>Write-In

>>536319
>Well I just told him, really. He seemed eager.

"Well, I just told him really. He seemed eager."

"Why was he so eager?"

"Why are you asking me?"

"Because I think you know why."

"Earlier I told him that he was a disappointment, I suppose."

"There we go. Your son is eager because he wants to make you proud."

"Isn't that a good thing?"

"Of course it is. But he never wanted it from the start."

"...What are you saying, human?"

"What I guess I'm trying to say is if your son gets e-"

"When."

"...Right. Well, your son won't be as interested in statecraft as you are."

"So? He'll have advisors and a regent in case he wants free time."

He sighs.

"That's not the point I'm making here. But you want your son, with no previous experience to take power in one of the strongest and most dysfunctional empires in Europe? Not to mention that he already has no interest in it besides making you proud and trying not to disappoint you?"

Actions.

>Well, he'll be ruling WITH me. That's all a father can ask for, really.
>Shut up. My son just needs encouragement, that's all.
>...I suppose your words are wise, old man.
>My son wants this, alright?
>...One way or another, he'll be a proper dragon, damn it.
>Write-In

>>536347
>..Well I suppose your words are wise old man.
>I should probably ask him.

"Well, I suppose your words are wise old man."

"Right..."

"...I should probably ask him."

"That's good... Now... I'm going to take a nap."

"But you can't move your legs. At least, that's what Frankizka said."

"I'll just take a nap in this chair then. Easy enough."

You take your leave of the man, and take a look at a clock. It's been only an hour.

Actions.

>...Maybe you should go down to the train station to wait for your son?
>Find Frankizka. Hopefully not everyone passes out on you.
>...Guys? Can I join in on D&D for a while? I have some time to spend.
>Follow his example, find a place to take a nap at.
>Write-In

>>536368
>Find Frankizka. Hopefully not everyone passes out on you.

You decide to find Frankizka, who passes you in the hallway.

"Hey Frankizka?"

"Huh? What is it?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to hang out a little."

"...And do what?"

"Talk?"

"...Talk?"

"Well, yeah.

"What exactly did you want to talk about then?"

Actions.

>...Actually, how do you feel about tumbling?
>Come on, why don't we find a place to sit down at?
>...Just wondering, how would you like some mutagen when we get back?
>I've got a question... Can you get pregnant at all?
>Frankizka, I have a few questions about your past.
>So, just wondering... Do you love me yet?
>...Do you think I'm a good father?
>I'm curious... I'm going to flex a little, and you'll tell me if something's wrong with it, alright?
>...I'm taking a nap, you want to join in?
>Write-in

>>536385
>Do you love me yet?
>Can you get pregnant at all.
>I'm curious... I'm going to flex and you'll tell me if something is wrong with it alright?

"So, just wondering... Do you love me yet?"

She pauses a little.

"That's a little... Well, I suppose. Not too much though. I just met you over two months ago after all."

"By the way... I'm curious. I'm going to flex and you'll tell me if something is wrong with it, alright?"

"...I suppose."

You begin flexing, your biceps bulging noticeably.

"First of all, your muscles are huge as fuck, and number two, It sort of looks smaller then last time I saw you do that."

"That's great... Now... Can you get pregnant at all?"

"...I would assume no, since I'm undead."

Actions.

>...That's disappointing. I suppose.
>That's great. And bad.
>Well... Do you want to continue being undead then?
>...Are you one-hundred percent sure?
>Write-In

>>536412
>Shit so the curse has started.
So now we need to lift a curse from a god.

This'll be annoying huh QM?

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>>536415
Of course anons. (:

"Shit... So the curse has started."

"Curse?"

Actions.

>...Erh, I didn't mention anything, alright?
>...I might of gotten cursed by a god and I'll have less impressive muscles. Which will suck.
>So, back to your pregnancy thing...
>Fenrir, how the fuck do you break a curse from a god?
>...Let's talk about something else now!
>Write-In

>>536419
>>So, back to your pregnancy thing...

>>536419
>So back to your pregnancy thing.
>Also try to ask Fenrir on the sly if he knows about breaking curses from gods.

Fenrir, do you know anything about breaking curses from gods?

Huh? Just ask my dad, Loki I guess. He's a dick though.

Thanks.

No problem. Just tell him Fenrir sent you.

"So, onto your pregnancy thing..."

"What about it?"

Actions.

>...Are you completely sure that you can't get pregnant?
>...I think that's a good thing. I don't want to have children with bad PR since they drink people's blood.
>Well, if you want I can probably find a way to mutate your womb or something. It'll be fun.
>Write-in

>>536446
>Asks Fenrir for help
>Points us to Loki

Talk about good options huh?
>Well if you ever want to just tell me. I might be able to make mutagen for that.

"So... If you want just tell me to make mutagen for your pregnancy problem."

"Erh... I don't really like the idea of being mutated like that other girl."

"Berenice?"

"Yeah."

Actions.

>...Well, it's not as bad as it sounds. The side effects are minimal.
>What, you don't want to be a mother?
>One day you'll be more then a human vampire, alright? You'll have superior draconic genes.
>Well, it was an offer. Let's talk about something else then.
>Write-In

>>536473
>Well it's not as bad as it sounds. The side effects are minimal to nonexistent.

"Well it isn't as bad as it sounds. The side effects are minimal to nonexistent."

"Judging from your taste in exotic women, I'd not like this mutation thing to go down a slippery slope."

Actions.

>Just trust me on this, alright?
>The slippery slope is a logical fallacy.
>I'm not going to mutate your person, alright?
>I promise I won't mutate you too much.
>...But don't you want to be part of the draconic master race?
>Write-In

>>536492
>>Just trust me on this, alright?

>>536492
>The slippery slope is a logical fallacy.

"The slippery slope is a logical fallacy, but trust me on this, alright?"

She sighs.

"...Well, I suppose. Just don't try and do anything else to my body though, alright?"

Actions.

>...I can't promise that. The field of mutation is a random effect generator, essentially.
>I promise.
>I promise. (Lie)
>Thank you for trusting me. It means a lot.
>Write-In

>>536508
>>I promise.

>>536508
>Thank you for trusting me it means alot.

"I promise... Thanks for trusting me. It means a lot."

"You haven't lied to me in the past or deceived me. So I don't really see a reason why I shouldn't trust you."

Actions.

>Yeah... About that, I might of cheated a little on that samurai vs Claw thing. Just a little.
>Well, what time is it exactly?
>...One can only wonder how many children I'll have when I'm a hundred.
>Write-In

>>536516
>One can only imagine how many children I'll have when I'm one hundred.

"Yeah... One can only imagine the children I'll have when I'm one hundred."

"Yeah. Anyways, I should get back to attending the elector. Thanks for talking to me."

"Yeah. No problem."

"...But before I go, I have a question."

"What?"

"What exactly did you think of me? You know, when you first met me with that skaven?"

Actions.

>...Well, I was going to kill you. But I decided against it.
>I was going to arrest you and imprison you for a while.
>...I was originally planning to do some experimentation.
>I don't really remember, to be honest.
>...What happened to that skaven anyways, after I mutated him?
>Well, I was intending to simply tumble you a few times and leave it at that. Maybe with the wife too.
>Write-in

>>536543
>I don't really remember to be honest.
>What happened to that skraven anyways? After I mutated him?

"I don't really remember to be honest. But what did happen to that skaven, after I mutated him?"

"I don't really know, but I think he's a servant."

"Really? Is he any good?"

"He's... Much more cultured then any skaven I ever saw."

Actions.

>...Great, now a rat's probably touching my butter. That's not sanitary at all.
>...Well, that's happy ending for him, I suppose.
>Well, I think he was a decent... Ratman or something.
>Write-In

>>536558
>Well that's a happy ending for him I suppose.

OP do we have a way to get into contact with Loki?

>>536566
Not right now, no.

"Well, that's a happy ending for him I suppose."

You hear a door open, the main doors.

"Dad?"

It seems your son is here.

"Ah. Well, hold on Frankizka, Revenaris is here."

"I know."

You take your leave and find Revenaris, who's looking around.

"Hey Dad. I'm here."

"Good."

Actions.

>...Have you thought out your policies and ideas when you take over?
>...We need to talk. About if you really want to become Kaiser.
>How are you holding up from your trip?
>How's everyone doing in Vienna?
>Write-In

>>536571
>How are you holding up from your trip?
>We need to talk. About if you really want to become Kaiser.

"How are you holding up from your trip?"

"Well, it was nice. I saw plenty of countryside, and the girl sitting next to me gave me a bottle of vodka."

"...Let me guess, she was Russian?"

"Yeah. She even gave me her address."

"...Does she know your married?"

"I didn't mention who I was, so no. And I don't have any interest in her, alright?"

"Well... Anyways, we need to talk. About if you really want to become Kaiser."

"...Erh, what?"

Actions.

>...Well, I was told by a wise man that it might not be so wise to make you do something that you aren't really interested in.
>...Sorry, but I just don't think your cut out for being a Kaiser.
>...Do you actually want to become the ruler of the Empire?
>Write-In

>>536574
>...Well, I was told by a wise man that it might not be so wise to make you do something that you aren't really interested in.

Also to >>536572 you're doing gods' work

>>536577
It's an honor man
Though we need to think of what to do if Revenaris doesn't want to be Kaiser.

Should we try to take this for ourselves?
>>536574
I'm with what this anon is asking.

"Well, I was told by a wise man that it might not be so wise to make you do something that you aren't really interested in."

"So... You're concerned about if I'm interested in becoming the Kaiser?"

"Yes. You agreed... But I suspect for other reasons."

"...I accepted mostly because I wanted to make you proud. I don't want to be a disappointment to you."

Actions.

>...Do you, or don't you?
>There's other ways to make me proud, Revenaris. You don't have to get some lofty position.
>That's great news.
>...Revenaris, you aren't a disappointment to me.
>Revenaris, that's not a good enough reason to rule an empire.
>Write-In

>>536580
>Revenaris you aren't a disappointment to me and it takes more than that to rule an empire you have to want something. Like power, or in your case it'd probably be helping people right?

"Revenaris, you aren't a dissapointment to me."

"You said it yourself, though."

"...I know, but I apologized. I wasn't thinking clearly. Now, it takes more then that to rule an empire. You have to want something, like power. Or in your case, it'd probably be helping people, right?"

"...Well, I guess."

Actions.

>I can't hear you. I want a yes or a no.
>...That's my boy.
>Revenaris, don't think about what I want, think about what YOU want.
>Give me a reason to let you become the Kaiser, damn it.
>Write-In

>>536583
>Revenaris don't think about what I want. What do you want?

You look him straight in the eyes.

"Revenaris, don't think about what I want. What do you want?"

"...I..."

A few moments go by of silence.

"...I just want to prove myself to you, and help people... And the Swedish Empire, of course."

Actions.

>...Revenaris, that's a good goal. But it's not enough to become a Kaiser.
>Revenaris, you're a fucking dragon. Your goal should be more majestic, more grand.
>...Flames, I really do need to man Revenaris up.
>That's good enough for me.
>Why do you feel the need to prove yourself to me?
>You'd make a good heir, Revenaris. Too bad your older brother is the heir.
>...Revenaris, do you want to become Kaiser?
>Write-In

>>536599
>Revenaris do you think you can help people as Kaiser? If you do and you're really willing to put some hard work then do it because I know you can do it. So don't worry about me and do what you think you should.

"Revenaris, do you think you can help people as the Kaiser?"

"...I hope so."

"Hang on, I'm still talking."

"Oh, sorry Dad."

"If you do, and your really willing to put some hard work in you can do it because I know you can do it. So stop worrying about me and do what you think you should."

Roll me a 1d20. Only first roll will be accepted.

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>536610
Here comes the clutch!

18

Amazing Success!

He seems filled with vigor, resolve, and confidence.

"...Your right dad. I should help people."

"And how will you help them?"

"I'll help them by becoming the best goddamned Kaiser in Europe."

"...Erh, better then me?"

"I'll certainly try, dad."

Actions.

>...That's my boy.
>Try? You either succeed or fail.
>...So, will you be a dragon or just a mortal in ruling your empire?
>My empire will be better then your empire, Revenaris.
>...We'll see, Revenaris.
>...If only your mother was here...
>Give him a hug.
>Write-In

>>536618
>Give him a hug
>I believe in you.
>Take him to Theobald

Time to show him our sons resolve.

You give him a hug.

"I believe in you, Revenaris. Now, come on."

He nods his head and Revenaris goes up to Theobald.

Roll me a 1d20+4 for how well Revenaris persuades Theobald.

Rolled 13 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>536624
Double down on clutch!

Feel free to samefag anons.

Rolled 14, 9 = 23 (2d20)

>>536624
Two more for attempted clutch.

We can't fail now we just life coached the shit out of him.

14+4=18

Border Check!

The two of them debate for what seems like hours. Neither of them seems to be giving ground while you and Frankizka watch. A few returning servants even glance towards their political debate once in a while. Eventually the two of them truce out in order to rest for a little bit.

"...I'm amazed, neither of you seem to be winning or losing."

"Yeah... He just keeps asking questions."

"And you can't help but answer them, can you?"

"Yeah."

Actions.

>...Fenrir, is there any way you can bless my son or something?
>Son, you've got to win this. Be more aggressive, damn it.
>It's all up to you, alright?
>Son, why don't you take some of my advice? (Teacher)
>Write-In

>>536637
>Son, why don't you take some of my advice? (Teacher)
>When QuestingQM along with the civ QM and Jack Chitin QM come back on the same day
Life is great

>>536640
Oh welcome back I'll support this.

I gotta thank RNG for letting me get that 18 on the motivation check.

>>536642
Good shit anon
I imagine it'll take a couple of days for anons to start realizing QM's back so until then we'll do our best.

Roll me a 1d20+4 to further life coach the shit out of him. Just choose what you want to teach him.

>Look him in the eyes, and don't fucking hesitate a inch. (Teach him Intimidation)
>Try to reason with him. It tends to work well. (Teach him Diplomacy)
>Write-in

>>536640
Yeah, I'm back for a while longer. I was delayed due to me planning a move from Britain to the States. And I haven't even started the trip yet, so there might be further delays in the future. But that won't be for a week or two.

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Rolled 9 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>536648
>Teach him intimidation.

Unbreakable will
>>536645
>Pic related

Rolled 7 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>536648
Since it's jut me and Hawthorne.
Rolling again to teach him how to be a boss.

Rolled 20 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>536648

>>536659
Oh shit he might become more intimidating than us.

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Critical Success!

"Listen, I think I know how you should do this. Just be confident, look him straight in the eye, and don't be afraid to stare."

"...Thanks dad, I'll take it to heart."

In a matter of two minutes, your son goes from talking about how he'll make the Empire great, and he goes towards establishing a very... Dominating presence. As in, he stares down Theobald, and the very air goes tense at this. Theobald sweats nervously.

"W-well... I-I suppose your words have a certain ring to them. I'll support you."

"I'm glad to hear it."

Your son confidently leaves Theobald and goes back to you.

"Holy fuck that worked.

"I told you."

"Yeah. Huh."

Your son now has Intimidating Presence, which grants him a +3 if doing passive intimidation, and a +5 if doing active intimidation. (As in threatening them)

Actions.

>...I'd hate to see how you intimidate people you don't like.
>...So what was this about a Russian and her address?
>Come on son, it's time to kill a Kaiser. Or just make him retire.
>...Frankizka, did you see that? One day Revenaris will be like me! Or close to it.
>Write-In

>>536686
>I'd hate to see how you intimidate the people you don't like.
>Frankizka did you feel that?
>Come on some it's time to make the Kaiser retire or something.

"I'd hate to see how you intimidate the people you don't like. But Frankizka, did you feel that?"

"...Yeah."

"Well, come on kid. We're going to make the Kaiser retire."

"How?"

Actions.

>That's easy. You'll just shapeshift, go up to his imperial palace, and demand he resign.
>The two of us will just rampage through Berlin until he surrenders. Or something close to that.
>...Well, Frankizka can just sneak in and just poison him or something.
>...Flames, I need you to come up with ideas.
>Write-In

>>536701
>Ask flames if he has any ideas.

If not we can try blackmail.

If not that then poison.

Flames, do you have any ideas?

About what?

We need to depose of the Kaiser.

Coup?

Goddamn it, help me.

Sorry, but no can do. I'm relaxing here with Fenrir.

Actions.

>...Goddamn it, you'll help me or else. (Intimidation, HARD)
>Gee, thanks for the idea asshole.
>Fenrir, have any ideas?
>Please? Come on, help me out here. (Charisma, HARD)
>You know how to bargain with Flames. He's your second head after all. (Specify)
>Write-in

>>536707
>Fine I'll deal with it myself.

>Let's have frankizka get blackmail on him. Or poison him if she can't find anything.

Fine, I'll deal with it my self.

"Well, let's have Frankizka blackmail him, or just poison him."

"Right... This is going to involve another train ride, isn't it?"

"...Sadly enough, yes."

"Goddamn it."

An hour later you board a train headed straight for Berlin. You also get to sit with your son again. Jesu- You mean, Thor damn it, you must be lucky to sit with someone you know.

The two of you sit in near silence.

Actions.

>...Just take a nap and wait to arrive at Berlin. (Timeskip)
>No need to make this painfully awkward. Why not talk to your son a little, about something? (Specify)
>Right now might be a good time to get Flames to stop hating you.
>Write-in

>>536713
>Just take a nap and wait to arrive at Berlin.

You decide to take a nap and wait to arrive at Berlin.

Just roll me a 1d20+3 for how successful Frankizka is in securing blackmail.

Sorry anons but I'm going to sleep now.

Rolled 5 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>536716
Ok OP.
Later

Rolled 17 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>536716

Well, I'm back anons.

17+3=20

Good Success!

As you arrive in Berlin you order Frankizka to find some blackmail on the Kaiser. She nods and begins to walk off.

"...Well, I suppose that leaves us some time."

"How is she supposed to find blackmail?"

"Huh? That's easy. Just find the nearest brothel and start asking questions."

"...Nevermind then dad."

"This is important stuff for a ruler to know. Now, let's find a place to relax, it'll take a while."

You and Revenaris take a short walk around Berlin, mostly just waiting for time to go by.
Eventually, after six hours of waiting Frankizka meets up with you.

"So, you found something?"

"...Yeah, but I'm exhausted."

"What took you so long anyways?"

"Come on, you try finding blackmail for a specific person in a city this huge."

"What is it?"

She yawns loudly.

"Well I have a letter addressed to him from the United States, from the previous president and evidence of him taking a bribe to act aggressive towards you."

Actions.

>...Huh. Well, who cares. We're good so long as we threaten him enough.
>...Who was the previous president anyways?
>Why the hell does the United States put their nose in everything now a days?
>Write-In

>>536839
>>...Huh. Well, who cares. We're good so long as we threaten him enough. But maybe something more against the moral of the german people?

"Huh. Well, who cares. We're good so long as we threaten him enough. But maybe something more against the moral of the german people?"

"...Sigmar damn it, I'm going to have to look more, won't I?"

Actions.

>Come on, why don't you just infect him with vampirism or something?
>If you don't feel like it Revenaris can do it.
>...You can sleep since I'll be taking care of this matter.
>...Let's just fabricate evidence, alright?
>Write-In

I'll be back in a while anons.

>>536989
>...You can sleep since I'll be taking care of this matter.

>>536989
>Write-In
"If you want we can relax for a few days... see the sights..."


Also QM, a question. Can we talk to christian god sometimes soon? I'd like to figure out how big / many a good act we need to get him off our back. I imagine fixing world hunger, curing Alzheimer's or peacefully converting most of the world would get him back on our side but I essentially want a single question answered;

What do we need to do to repent, can we kinda pay back god enough that he will reverse all effects of the curse / cure us?

Alright anons, I'm back.

"If you want we can relax for a few days. I'll be taking care of this matter personally."

"I suppose that's fine. If you need any help, just ask, alright?"

"Come on, securing blackmail can't be that hard."

"...Right..."

Anons, roll me a 1d20-5 for securing blackmail!

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>538197
Blackmail get.

Rolled 13, 11 = 24 (2d20)

>>538197
And two more times in case there are no one else shows up.

13-5=8

Failure!

...Fuck, finding blackmail is actually quite hard in a city this large, and for a soverign no less. Hell, you bet you would find blackmail on yourself quite easily... Hell, you even pulled out all the stops... You asked bartenders (Who just looked at you funny), whores (Who quickly realized you weren't going to give them money for their art), and even orphans! (Who nearly stole your shoes, twice.)

This fucking city sucks.

Actions.

>...Time to go in the hard way. Start threatening people. Why not? (May alert the Kaiser)
>Maybe you can bribe some bureaucrats or something? (May alert the Kaiser)
>Fuck this, your just going to let Frankizka do this.
>...There's always the "turn into a dragon and forcibly remove Kaiser" option.
>...You need to call in a man who knows no borders... Call in Claw.
>...Well, you can always just fuck off and go try to find Nazi stuff for your collection.
>Write-In

>>538419
>Call in Claw.
"I have a mission. You choose to accept it..."

>>538434
*Should you choose to accept it.
>>538419
What would it take to convince god to undo this curse.

What would it take to get Loki to do it.

>>538466
You'll have to ask the gods, anons.

You decide to find the nearest phone, and begin to call Vienna again.

"I need to talk to Claw, servant."

"Right away."

After a few minutes of waiting, Claw comes in on the other line.

"Yeah? What do you want?"

"...I have a mission, should you choose to accept i-"

"Sure!"

'...Just like that?"

"Well, yeah. What's the mission?"

"You just need to get blackmail on the Kaiser."

"...That's uh... That wasn't exactly what I had in mind."

Actions.

>...Goddamn it. Now I'm curious what the fuck you were thinking.
>Just get your ass down here.
>...Come on, blackmailing people is cool. You'll like it.
>...Hey, just wondering... How is everyone doing in Vienna?
>Write-In

>>538481
>What were you expecting?
>Now can you get over here please?

"...What were you thinking?"

"I thought it would be something like finding a giant robot and blowing stuff up in it."

"...Erh, no."

"Aw..."

"Just get over here please."

"I know. I'll just be there in about... I don't know honestly."

"You don't know?"

"I don't have a measuring tool with me to judge how fast I run."

Actions.

>...Just take a train Claw. We have plenty of time and we don't want reports of "Giant Wolf spotted!" or worse.
>...Just don't cause too much of a scene, alright?
>Good luck then.
>Write-in

>>538505
>Take a train Claw. We have plenty of time and we don't want reports of "Giant Wolf spotted!" or worse. You have to be subtle on this one.

"Take a train Claw. We have plenty of time and we don't want reports of "Giant Wolf spotted" or worse. You have to be subtle on this one."

"I was going to be subtle though. But alright, I guess."

"...I'll see you in a while, alright?"

"Yeah, see you."

He hangs up.

"Well, it's out of my claws now. Heh."

You decide to pass the time by a mixture of sightseeing and checking the time. Eventually around nightfall Claw arrives.

"Hey, Rene-"

"Damn it, we're trying to be sneaky. Don't yell my name in a place like this, it'll draw attention."

"Shit, sorry."

"No problem. Now, I need you to get evidence on the Kaiser. It's not hard at all."

"...Then why are you asking me for help?"

"Because your a... Expert, I guess."

"Right... Well, I'll get some evidence to you right away!"

"Good."

You are now Claw, congratulations!

You have a few ideas in getting evidence. You also remind yourself that Ren wants you to be stealthy.

Actions

>...Well, you'll just talk to a bartender! That seems easy! Your a great people person!
>Well, you'll just talk to the orphans around Berlin. It can't be that hard, right?
>...Just break into the palace, your a stealth master after all!
>Rummage through the palace's trash! Even if you might smell terrible!
>Write-In

>>538577
>Rummage through the palace's trash! Even if you might smell terrible!

>>538577
>Rummage through the trash.
We are Claw master stealther.

Rummage wins!

Roll me a 2d20-2 for what you find. First dice is to see if you find anything, second dice is to see if you get caught (Which is a +7 modifier I think)

Rolled 19, 17 = 36 (2d20)

>>538615
Rolling for trash rummaging.

19-2=17

Great Success!

17+7=24

Amazing Success!

You simply go over to the palace's trash and begin rummaging. You don't find too much besides what seems to be a letter talking about "solidfying the Imperial Diet" and "removing the opposition parties" or something.

Actions.

>...That's not really too convincing. Time to break into his palace!
>That's good enough. Take it to Renexizious.
>Just throw this letter away.
>Write-In

>>538667
>Break into the palace!
We've only scratched the surface.

You decide to break in, you've only scratched the surface after all, and you must go deeper!

You of course, have to get pass a wall, armed security, and probably more then one trap. You see the occassional truck carrying crates of... Food? Drive past the gates and into the garage. It seems like they're having a feast or something.

So, you have a few ideas on how the fuck you'll get in.

Actions.

>...You can take the sewer, right?
>Maybe you can dress up like one of the servants?
>Transform and climb up the wall!
>...Transform, and try to rush through the gate!
>You have a brilliant idea! What if you got in one of those vans delivering food or something and infiltrated the palace that way?
>Come on, your super confident. Maybe you can tell the guards that your a guest?
>Write-In

>>538728
>Transform and climb up the wall. In a sneaky fashion of course.

We are the shadows.

Roll me a 1d20+7

Rolled 5 + 7 (1d20 + 7)

>>538763
Rolling to become a ninja

Rolled 2, 7 = 9 (2d20)

>>538763
And another couple rolls so I can hold the line for the other anons.

>>538776
If only we brought a cardboard box this would have been easier.

But Solid Claw will persevere!

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>538763

7+7=14

Minor Failure!

You transform and begin climbing up the wall, which is covered in slime now, which allows you to move easily up past it. Eventually you drop down on the other side, and then you see a guard patrolling, and coming right for you!

Actions

>...Even if your completely exposed, try to hide! (Agility, VERY HARD)
>Rush him before your detected! (Agility)
>Easy peasy, just go back up the slime-covered wall!
>...Well, stealth has failed, now it's time for giant wolf time.
>Write-In

>>538799
>Rush him and knock him out before he knows what's happening.
It must be done.

Roll me a 1d20+7 for Rushing!

Rolled 11 + 7 (1d20 + 7)

>>538815
Goodnight generic guard.

Rolled 7 + 7 (1d20 + 7)

>>538815
Momma said to knock you out.

11+7=18

Borderline Failure!

You rush up to the guard and pin him, trying to knock him out. He yells a bit and then is successfully knocked out, but your fairly sure that attracted attention.

Actions.

>...Well, just stick him on you and try to hide for a while.
>Leave him there.
>...Quickly, toss him over the wall! (Strength, HARD)
>Try to take care of the other guards ASAP!
>Write-in

>>538835
>Grab him and hide.

Always gotta hide the body.

You grab him and try to hide!

Roll me a 1d20+5.

Rolled 17 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>538843

17+5=22

Great Success!

You plop in a corner of the wall, and the investigating guards fail to see you, but do see the slime on the ground. They search for a little bit before running off. Some words you overheard was "The captain will want to hear Johann abandoned his post again." and such.

Actions.

>Sneak into the palace's guard barracks! It's fast and everyone in there is probably asleep anyways!
>Go in through the servant quarters, though there's plenty of activity in there.
>...Try to climb up to the second story and try to break through a window.
>This is easy, just try to go in through the front door!
>Shapeshift into your human form!
>Write-In

>>538850
>Second story window.
Scale the wall. We can handle it.

You begin to scale the wall to the second story window... There's three rooms you can enter, but this will require you to break the window.

Choose!

>You see what seems to be a bedroom. Break into that!
>...One of the windows seems to go into the dining room, and you can see some servants are still putting food out for the guests.
>The third window leads to what seems to be a sort of living room.
>In theory you could absorb the glass if you got bigger, instead of breaking the window... Though doing this on a building may cause you to fall through the roof if your unlucky.
>...There's a chimminy going into the guard barracks. You can go down that if you squeeze enough.
>Write-In
>Just go back down the wall.

>>538876
>Turn bigger and absorb the glass.
Then enter the bedroom.

Roll me a 1d20 to absorb glass and not to fall!

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>538884
Must consume.

16

Success!

You absorb the glass and sneak in silently, you hear some snoring from next to you. It seems like this is a children's bedroom. Your crammed into this room right now, and it's rather hard to move. Luckily, since your gelatinous this is a very minor problem.

Actions.

>...Well, just shift down into your human form.
>You aren't getting out of this form for any reason... Just try to absorb the door and slip through!
>Wake the kid up, you need to know some things.
>Write-In

>>538918
>Shift down into human form.
>Sneak out of the room.

You shift down to human form and slowly sneak out of the room.

Roll me a 1d20+8 for stealth!

Rolled 9 + 8 (1d20 + 8)

>>538926
Here comes Nat 1

Rolled 14, 10 = 24 (2d20)

>>538926
And two more to try and avoid waking up the child

14+8=22

Good Success!

You carefully sneak out of the room, not stepping on any toys or anything like that. Whew.

Of course, now your in the central hallway, and you can hear merriment, food, and other smells coming from below. It seems the feast had started. Around you seems to be a few rooms. About four. Each door looks the same though.

Actions.

>...Enter one of the rooms!
>...You can probably blend in as a guest. And get some food.
>...You need to find someone who knows this place.
>...Maybe you should try to find a vent or something?
>Write-in

>>538937
>...Maybe you should try to find a vent or something?
I like where this is headed

>>538937
>Look for some convenient person sized vents.

All stealth levels have those.

...You find a vent, which is a little above you. In order to get into it you'll need a ladder or something. Or you know, you could just shapeshift and squeeze in, though that will cause some suspicion with the slime and whatnot.

Actions.

>...No, you'll do something else.
>You can do it! Find a ladder!
>...Shapeshift, might as well.
>Write-In

>>538955
>Ladder time

You decide to find a latter!

You of course, have no idea where to find one, and so you begin your search by opening what seems to be a closet...

Roll me a 1d20 for your luck.

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>538974

16

Success!

You find a convenient ladder, and use it to gain access to the ventilation! You take a brief tour around the vents, and there's three places you can easily access.

>What seems to be the soverign's study. Lots of books and stuff, and no one is there!
>Another bedroom, but this time uninhabited!
>There's a basement wine cellar you can access!
>Just leave the vents.
>Write-In

>>538979
>Sovereigns study.

The important reading bits tend to be there.

You crawl over to the soverign's study and drop down. There's plenty of books all over the place, and even more letter! It would take you all day to read them!

Actions.

>...Well, this is easy. Shapeshift, and stick all the books and letters to your body. They might be a little wet though.
>Grab the important-looking bits and leave! (Dice roll)
>...You have time. You'll go through each and all of these letters methodically.
>Write-In

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>538994
>Grab the important looking bits and leave!
If we stay he'll come at the most inconvenient moment.

Rolled 10, 4 = 14 (2d20)

>>538999

10

You think you've grabbed something important, and you scramble back up through the vents!

Now of course, you must escape!

Actions.

>...Escape? You want to loot first of all!
>Quickly, go out the way you came!
>...Your kind of hungry. Maybe you should just see what exactly that feast is like?
>Write-In

>>539006
>Go back the way you came.

Except this time more generic guards that are there for no good reason.

You go back the way you came!

Roll me a 1d20+8 to see if you are detected!

Rolled 4 + 8 (1d20 + 8)

>>539018
Time to escape with the goods.

Rolled 9, 1 = 10 (2d20)

>>539018
Dice god help.

Critical Failure!

You careful leave the room, and go down the slimy path you left climbing up this building. As you descend you feel a poke in the back of your spine, and see twelve armed guards.

"How the fuc-"

"...We followed the slime."

Actions

>...Please not the face, I know how this works. I get caught every fucking time I go sneaky and then once I'm NEARLY done I get a fucking rifle butt to my face. All I'm asking is that for once I don't get a rifle butt in my fucking face.
>You made a critical mistake... Being close to me! (Fight!)
>Hey uh... I'll go peacefully, alright?
>...You sons of bitches cheat, that's the only way you could of found me.
>Write-In

>>539034
>This is such bullshit.
>Fight

Of course I get a crit fail just when everything was going well.

"This is such bullshit."

"Sucks for you. Now, will you surrender?"

"Yeah, no."

Actions.

>Throw a ball of slime at the lead guard!
>...Try to jump on them and get them stuck in your slime!
>Tell them that bullets don't really work since your fucking gelatinous. And that if they do actually fight that they'll be digested slowly. (Intimidation, HARD)
>Try to bull-rush them! (Strength)
>...You know how to do this. Doggo eyes. Just remember the White Death. (Charisma, HARD)
>...Shapeshift and become larger.
>Write-In

>>539040
>Bull rush them!

Might I say again OP that this is such bullshit?
Or would you rather "Dice God is an asshole."

"This is bullshit, the dices gods are bullshit, and your all bullshit, and fuck all of you."

"...Er-"

Roll me a 1d20+5 for bullrushing.

Rolled 4 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>539043
Bringing the pain.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>539043
Must beat up these generic guards.

17

Good Success!

You rush past them, sending them flying through the air. A few shots ring out and a bullet or two hits you, but is just absorbed into you due to the fact they were just grazing hits. Most of the guards seem to be getting up, though two remain sprawled on the ground.

Actions.

>Body slam, hell yeah! (Strength)
>This is your chance, make a rush for the wall!
>Rush them again! (Strength)
>Nom the generic guards! (Agility)
>Write-In
>Write-in

>>539070
>Rush for the wall!
We are getting out of here.

You rush for the wall!

Roll me a 1d20+8 to see if you escape any returning fire!

Rolled 7 + 8 (1d20 + 8)

>>539076
Dance to dog the bullet fire!

Rolled 9 + 8 (1d20 + 8)

>>539076

Rolled 14 + 8 (1d20 + 8)

>>539076
Rolling again to dance to dodge the bullets.

Rolled 8 + 8 (1d20 + 8)

>>539076

14+8=22

Good Success!

You dodge the guards bullets , climb over the wall, and successfully flee from them!
Eventually you return to Renexizious, who told you that he and his second wife, along with his son, were staying in a rather fancy hotel. So you knock on the door.

"Oh, hey Claw. You got the evidence?"

"...I think, yeah."

"Good, hand it here."

You hand him a few letters and he goes through them.

"...Claw, these are fucking taxes from his vassals."

"...That's not what I was supposed to get, was it?"

"No. And none of these numbers are even close to exaggerated. So I can't use this."

"...Wait! I think I got something you might be interested in!"

"What?"

"I found a letter about eliminating opposition parties or something in the Imperial Diet."

"Really? Hand it over."

You hand the letter over to Ren, and he opens it and closes it.

"You didn't even read it!"

"Huh? I did. "

"Fine, what does it mean?"

Renexizious goes into a long speech about "if he eliminated opposition parties that's illegal" or some shit. He goes on for a few minutes.

"...Can you speak Norwegian? Please?"

"Goddamn it, pay attention. It's basically just that if he got rid of it the nobles can't protest anything anymore. Which they don't like."

"Oh."

Actions.

>...Do I get any reward for doing this? I came all the way out from Vienna you know.
>...So, what's the next step in your master plan?
>...I might of been spotted also.
>Go back to being Renexizious.

>>539101
>I got spotted.
>So what's the next step in your master plan

>>539103
This.

"So uh... I also got spotted."

"Goddamn it... Well, hopefully no one recognizes you then."

"What's the next step in your master plan anyways?"

"Well... I need someone who is not Revenaris to intimidate the Kaiser into stepping down."

"Why do we need to intimidate?"

"Because we don't have overwhelming evidence, or at least not enough to ruin his life."

"Yeah. Sorry."

"...So, right now I'm thinking on WHO should intimidate the Kaiser. Or at least get in a room with him."

Actions.

>...Why don't you do it?
>Well... I'm good at getting into rooms.
>I think your wife might be good at that. Somehow.
>Why not Revenaris?
>Write-In

>>539108
>Why don't you do it?

>>539108
>>I think your wife might be good at that. Somehow.

>>539111
Actually yeah let's just send frankizka.
She can handle this.

"Just send your wife. She's uh... She'd be good I guess."

So anons...

>Change PoV to Frankizka?
>Just decide it via dice roll and PoV shift to either Renexizious or remain as Claw?\
>Write-In

>>539124
>Dice rolls and PoV shift to Ren.

>>539124
>>Change PoV to Frankizka?
This will be interesting.

>>539124
Go with what the other anon says I must sleep.
>>539127
It's up to you now anon.
Later.

Frankizka it is. But I'll save that for tomorrow since I'm going to sleep.

>>539128
I'll proudly carry the torch until 3 AM PST.

>>539134
What time will you be back?

>>539137
That's... Going to vary. I might be up around 3 PM West Coast Time, but that's a variable in and out of itself.

We need to patch things up with Flames, it's not right being in a hateful relationship with our second head.