Colonial Quest 2; Amazonian Antics

>>49276815
>>Ted Idlemann, an traveling spice merchant from the budding United States. Attracted to the flowing colonial opportunity of sugar, your pockets lead you to the ports of Recife. When you docked, the civil war was in full effect and the rebels seized your ship because it held "Contraband". They took the cargo and presumably destroyed your trading barge. Without a ship to return home with, your stuck in the tavern, drinking your last pounds away.

>>49276815
The brit is the only good choice.

RULE BRITANNIA, BRITANNIA RULE THE WAVES

>>49276815
>Dan The Adventureman.

>>49276815
>>Emmaunel Gooseberry, a biologist from England. You came to southern America to study the verdant wildlife. With the war interfering, it may be harder to snap wild selfies with animals, but damn if you don't try. You rest up in Rio De Janeiro, picking up a translator companion and soaking in the exotic culture

>>49276815
bearer of bad news here; just last night (like 4 am) they made it a rule that quests only go on qst, any posted here will be removed apparently.
the announcements at the top of page 1, sorry.

>he ignored the sticky

JANNIE'S GONNA FREAK

>>49276880
>implying quest weren't the only reason why /tg/ was even popular

>>49276880
Did qst ever get its own archive?

Biologist bong please.

>>49276931
yeah, and it's linked to the tg one so you can just search for a quests tags and get all of the quest even if it was on both boards, the board itself is still in need of refinement but the archive is ok it seems.

>>49276837
>>49276849
Inside the tavern, you order a big tankard of whatever liquor they have, your translator conveying the words

"Smashing place this is, innit? By the Queen I can't wait to find some animals."

Your translator looks back to you, locking eyes. Daniela, a local woman who picked up English from her "clients". She certainly isn't a lady fitting of proper English company, but she'll do. "Emmanuel, I must continue to advise you against going into the amazon. The tribes don't take kindly to us folk, and what if one of the sides think your a traitor?" She gives you a look of worry. You can't tell if its for her safety, or yours

"Aw, bugger 'em all. All I need my good ol' camera and my Whackin' stick, Yea? Maybe then they'll get a taste of the Brits. Bring a little civilisation to these savages. Smashing idea, innit?" The translator begins to speak, but the bartender interrupts you with the slam of alcohol upon the bar. Its aroma is appealing, and looks appetizing. The bartender glares down at you, almost as if an hawk would a worm. Beneath gritted teeth, he says, "Especially for you, Brit.", and walks away.
Will you partake of the drink?

>Yes
>No
>Write-in

>>49277013
>>Yes

>>49277013
Yes