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Also why are most knights in anime shown on foot?

Horseback is a great advantage, allows for lancing motherfuckers into submission, and its good for showing status

>>46247964
Especially when you look at England. Either you were a fucking pathetic sod or you were a badass motherfucker who was leading armies and rebellions by seventeen.

Many princes are raised in a life of privilege and luxury, befit their nobility. Sure they can undergo military training, but what trainer would dare to slap them around and discipline them like any of his other men.

The meager and humble beginnings, harsh existence, and brutal training are what makes the badasses.

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The Adventurers Royal Office finally sent us a dungeon to clear, apparently it's some old tombs east of the Capital. I'm soooo excited, it's our first job!

>>46247682
Great news! Gather the guild members, we will begin preparation immediately.

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Look at what the letter says here : ''As per the Dungeon Ecosystem Protection Act, you can only bring 4 people on this journey.''

So we won't be able to bring everyone. That's kind of shitty if you ask me.

>>46247258
>Ilica should stay

>>46247258
>Emi should stay

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46247258
>Other
1: llica
2: Emi

cause it does not really matter too much. Unless folks want to keep asking Emi personal questions.

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>>46247234
It's an important detail that often goes overlooked. A good economic system really enriches the setting.

>>46247234
Badly.

>>46247234
Mostly barter on the bottom level, but warlords are expected to gift their men with gold or silver torcs and other prizes. This follows from chiefs up to kings, with the gifts reflecting the extravagance and status of the giver.

>Nadja's Seniors:
>Mistress' current opinion: 15/100
>Lily's current opinion: 05/100
>Camille's current opinion: 10/100

>Seal: 95/100

>Nadja's Witchy Skills:
> Herbalism: Initiated
> Penmanship: Uninitiated
> Infusion: Uninitiated

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>>46246954
Well fug.
>Insist that it's too dangerous for me!

>>46246954
>Tell her the truth.

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>>46246771
[2/3/4]

You roll your eyes. “Just take care of yourselves, girls. Do well on your shifts today. First impressions matter.” And with that, you pull on your satchel containing your Officer’s Pad, a set of pencils and pens, notebooks, the whole nine. Everything you need to be a successful Officer. “Good luck.” Winona hugs you, patting you on the back. You sigh, might as well. You give her a bit of a squeeze, then head on out of the lockers.

-

-

“’Ey, ey, good morning to the morning crowd.” You, several other Naval Studies Officers, and over a hundred Naval Studies students ranging from freshmen to sophomores stand in formation inside of the smelly and dreary cargo ship bays, where dozens of container ships are sitting waiting to be shipped out.

The leader of this particular group was a Junior, a Deck Officer (Rank Three) wearing a red armband on her summer uniform. “My name is Lieutenant Mallorie McLean. I am here to supervise the new Naval Studies Officers and guide them along for today.” The dark bags underneath her green eyes weren’t hidden all that well by her glasses. But the genuine warm smile coming from her combined with her half-lidded (you’d guess incredibly tired eyes) made her look rather motherly. “You can call me Mal or just Mallorie, no need for rank. I’m here to assign you all to your posts and oversee your work until about…” She reaches into her skirt pocket, then pulls out a black pocket watch. “… 2PM today, then you all can kick it hopefully if everybody does their job.”

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>>46246798
[3/3]

You smile slightly, standing straight at attention between the other Rank Fours like yourself. What job could be awaiting you today? “Now,” says Lieutenant McLean. I will be assigning shifts. When you receive your Shift and assignments, fall out and report to duty. Shift 14, Ensign Caldwell.” Ensign Caldwell walks up to Lieutenant McClean. “Here are your assignments, select one, remainder will go to reserve. Shift 12, Ensign Janovic.” Ensign Janovic is next, happily bouncing and receiving her clipboard with the day’s assignments. “Shift 33, Ensign Zumwalt.”

You gasp. That’s you! You quickly and stiff walk up to her, then receive your clipboard. “Oh, I love your hair today, Ensign,” she says. Aw, you pat your hair, smiling a little. Flattering.

Alright, time to review what’s available today.

> SHIFT 33 (20 STUDENTS)

> SELECT ONE JOB

> Logistics: Cleaning of Supply Ship LGA-SV-523 “Merry Weather”
> Logistics: Transfer of export supplies onto Supply Ship LGA-SV-252 “Goldenrod”
> Logistics: Kitchen duty, breakfast and lunch rush

Awww yeah caught me a live thread.
>>46246822
>Kitchen duty, breakfast and lunch rush
Girls gotta eat.

>>46246729
>>Other
What is it?

>>46246729
>Refuse

>>46246729
>other
What type of meat is that?

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>>46246379
What's consider manly in each class?

>>46246402
>Manly Rogue
Master of stealth by being as loud as possible to attract more enemies to him. Master of traps by triggering all of them for more of a challenge. Master of pickpocketing by beating enemies to death with his bare hands and looting their corpses.

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>>46246574
I would play this.

It doesnt have evasion!

>>46245942

No, they had another that basically was Delver sans flying.

>>46245942
No, not even close.

My system is that you can reroll as many times as possible, but you can't swap stats or reroll individual stats. Take the entire character or leave it.

Maybe my players are just shit, but I have a feeling that points-buy would end up with minmaxing with my group. They haven't all gotten the idea that having a fairly major flaw is a good thing for a character.

>>46245821
>>46245896

Also my favourite dice for purely how it feels is the d20.

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>>46245896
>>46245915
Is minmaxing really a bad thing? Wouldn't that open up possibilities for flaws? If you give the high numbers to the stats you want and neuter the ones you don't, you end up with the retarded warlock who's like an idiot savant with magic. I mean I see your point and I agree, but it would be quicker to just let them give each stat the points they want, rather than wait 4 hours until they roll those numbers up. But I guess it feels less like cheating if it happens by chance eventually.

I meant dice brand and color

How do you feel about dice rollers or poppers?

>>46245601
>" Sure thing Lynn".

>>46245601
>>"Can you adjust my neck, damn thing is killing me"?

>>46245601
Yo QM, you wanna advertise this on /wqdt/?

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>>46245481
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hzfUiE1ncys

Aveli moves along with you, a curious look on her face. You can tell that she's started to wonder what you meant by stating that statement, that the Hero in Green saved your life, but is keeping her thoughts to herself. Returning to the main hall, there's no sign of any further Darknuts around, but... there's this eerie sense that you're being watched. Zas hovers into the middle of the room, scouting ahead for a moment, then turns back to you.

"There is something unusual to the stairs to the east. I am unsure what it is. Down south I heard movement. Possibly two more Darknuts."

"That'd make six." Aveli comments. "So there's at least one more left after them. What do you think, Termina? Should we head down there and finish them off, or think we should check out the stairs to the east?"

>A. Let's head down south
>B. Think we should go to the stairs east
>C. Something else?

[Hearts: 5/5]
[Magic: 1/5]
[Rupees: 130]

>>46245497
>A. Let's head down south
Might as well finish off the obvious threat, before exploring.

>>46245497
>>A. Let's head down south

>>46245266
>>diagnose bossie

>>46245296
"Hey girl, what's the trouble? You FEELIN I'll?"
You scratch bossie behind the ears and look around her. She seems just fine physically. You were probably just imagining things.

"Moooouuuhouhooohho"

Or not.

Is Bossie a cow-eared anime girl with H Cups?

>>46245102
“It all began one fateful night, three years ago. I was young back then. Younger than I’m now anyway. And so I spent my nights as any youth would. Gazing at the stars alone, in my private observatory in the mountains. It was then when the gods have bestowed their will upon me. They beseeched me to travel westward, and who was I to oppose them?

It was a long and arduous pilgrimage, but the skies have guided me all the way long. I took no money with, nor any company, and so I survived only from what the land gave me, and from the charity of the faithful that have helped me on my quest. After following the stars for three months, I found myself in the forests near the great city of Lar-Benog, a weeks of travel from here.

The great lights have led me towards an ancient city, abandoned long ago, and overtaken by the overgrowth. And so I began to search the ruins, not quite sure what I was expected to find. Through my research I discovered that city was founded almost six hundred years ago, during the Great Drought.

You see, during the reign of the Emperor Nichus III the Wise, the empire went through years of drought, when almost no rains fell across the lands. The food output dwindled, and the great cities, which couldn’t feed themselves, have become ravaged by famine. The people were unhappy, and so revolts sprung across the empire. Those were chaotic and unstable times.

The Emperor however, wouldn’t have it. He came up with a plan, to relocate a part of the population from the overcrowded cities, towards the eastern reaches of the empire, that were mostly untamed wilds. Incidentally, they suffered less from the droughts than any other region.

>>46245146
This was before the druidism was declared one of the forbidden arts. And so druids lived among the people, like any other, and were allowed to practice their magic, so long as they respected the laws of the land. To them, however, the eastern forests were sacred. And so, when they started being cut down, to make room for fields, and towns, and to make lumber, they didn’t take it too well.

First, they begged the Emperor to reconsider. Then, when he ignored them, they demanded it. And then they began to fight. Their magical control over nature was the only thing keeping the famine from turning into a catastrophe. They managed to produce enough food to keep all the empire from starving. But then, when the Emperor kept ignoring them, they stopped helping. Not only that, they also used their magic to halt the empire’s progress on colonizing the east.

That didn’t go well neither with the people, nor the Emperor. Now this is where it gets interesting. Supposedly, it was then when one of the High Seers had a celestial vision, and pushed to ban druidism. But, according to the documents I found in the ruins, it weren’t the Astrologists that forebode it first. It was an imperial decree that made it punishable by death to practice druidism.

A year after that, the High Seers of that time held council, and branded druidism as one of the forbidden arts. But, I believe it wasn’t the will of the gods that moved them. No, I think they were acting upon the Emperor's orders. That is why the gods have shown me those ruins. They are outraged that a man’s will was taken as their own. And that is my quest, to fix this grave mistake.

>>46245178
I have been gathering proof to make my case before my peers, but I don’t have nearly enough. What I need is a living, breathing druid to show that your art is not unholy. And this is where you come in. I just need you to show your magic to the council, and then to tell them about your culture and your practices. Simple enough, and then you won’t have to hide who you are ever again. What say you?”

>Sure, I don’t see why not.
>That’s all very neat, but you’re mistaken. I’m no druid.
>I'm just an apprentice, so I don’t know any of that stuff.
>Sorry, what? I sorta dozed off while you were blabbering on and on.
>Write in...

>>46244667
Perhaps Tsukuda Miyu will take to her lessons better than you have. Indeed, it seemed to you like your little sister was progressing at an incredible pace. Does it only seem that way because you have nothing to compare her progress to? Your memories of your early days as part of the Tsukuda family are rather vague. Or does it only seem to you that way because you feel proud of her as a sibling, or are hopeful about having her grow into what you could not, despite your mother's wishes?

...It can't be the latter, can it? After all, just like Miyu, you don't feel anything, so emotions like those can't be obfuscating your observations.

All answers - about Miyu, about you, about your shared issues - most likely lie with Urahara Kisuke. He's promised to discuss the matter after your current mission. Perhaps it's no wonder that the occurrences back home seem more interesting than the mission you are about to partake in.

The human city feels rather uninteresting as well. Hong Kong's view matches what was described in the books you've read and the things you've heard, down to the thick smog looming over the city like a low-hanging cloud. A polluted, foul cloud. It is exactly what you've imagined all of the major human cities to appear like, the consequences of humanity's careless progress. Well, no - you don't feel scorn towards them because of it. Even if you could, it wouldn't be your place to do so. The Shinigami aren't allowed to interfere with humans; that's how the balance is maintained. One's beliefs, one's opinions, one's thoughts, and especially one's actions - if such things were to become a factor in the balance, it would quickly turn into chaos.

Well, you're not here to debate things like that. It's about time you've started the mission.

(2/3)

>>46244684
The dirty air feels unpleasant. While the discomfort is a minor hindrance at most, the limited visibility is the real issue here. Most Hollows give themselves away by not hiding their spiritual pressure at all, but those clever enough to do that, while a rarity, can only be reliably spotted through sight.

Your Denreishinki keeps letting off beeps, numerous dots blinking on the cellphone's small display. Gradually, the hostile signatures disappear, one by one. The team of Shinigami must be taking care of the Hollows drawn in by spikes of spiritual pressure. You'll approach them, but if combat hasn't concluded by the time you catch up to them, it may be best to simply observe until it's over.

Under normal circumstances, that would seem like the most reasonable course of action.

The mutilated bodies of your fellow agents are the first thing you find upon arriving on the scene. You quickly realize that the amount of blood spilled out onto the cold asphalt seems too large for the amount of corpses present in the area; the presence of many torn-off pieces of black cloth seems to indicate to the grim fact that some of the Shinigami have been devoured by the Hollows they've attempted to fight off.

Your Denreishinki marks the presence of just one more Hollow in the vicinity. You can feel its spiritual pressure. There's also one other Reiatsu, unmistakably a Shinigami's. That's the only agent that you can sense; everyone else appears to be dead. Maintaining a stealthy approach, you move closer towards them.

(3/4)

>>46244705
A blonde girl is fighting a Hollow on equal footing. The fierceness in her pale blue eyes is almost nostalgic. But this isn't a duel between two rivals like back then, even though the word 'rivals' may be an overstatement to your relationship; even the ferocity is diluted by fatigue. Takenaka Hanae is not fighting another swordsman, but a green-skinned scorpion-esque monstrosity. The creature is missing two of its legs, a portion of its tail, and has several deep sword wounds across its torso.

Even so, it's still winning. The blond haired prodigy is fighting a losing battle. Rivulets of sweat drip down her face. The pale blue eyes can barely maintain focus on the monster before them. Her head keeps dipping downwards, so she has to force herself back into a proper posture. It's as if her body has grown too weak to properly support even its own meager weight.

The Hollow will regain its health in a matter of minutes. Hanae has only a single wound in her side, most likely caused by the currently dismembered tail. That wound won't heal on its own. They are fighting on even footing in regards to spiritual prowess, but a Hollow is still a Hollow - a monster of wild strength and unpredictable abilities. Trying to fight one head-on is a bold, desperate effort.

Unless she can end this battle quickly, she will most certainly lose.

...

>Try to take the Hollow out with an attack from stealth.
>Take a little time and use Hado to take the Hollow down.
>Stay put. Watch the situation unfold.
>Other. (Write-in).