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Eight years ago, the warrior race known as the Saiyans were annexed into Emperor Freeza's army. Since that day, the Saiyans have acted as the emperor's loyal soldiers, leading the charge onto hundreds of worlds and wiping out all who oppose Lord Freeza's rule. As mighty conquerors, destroying all who have stood against them, the Saiyans have made quite a reputation for themselves as some of Freeza's most powerful and loyal subjects.

The tales of the Super Saiyans have especially grown larger than life as of late. Two exceptional warriors, clad in glorious golden auras and leading charges against impossible odds: fighting legendary assassins, powerful demons, and entire armies by themselves, even facing Lord Freeza himself and surviving.

Welcome to Saiyan Conqueror Quest, currently Age 739. You the players control Karn, a Saiyan Berserker with a powerlevel of 206,739 and are a leader of your own attack squadron. Your current teammates are:
Meloka- Blaster, 102,138
Character Sheet: https://pastebin.com/iPAJeGJn

Archive link: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Saiyan+Conqueror+Quest

Quest rules:
>20 minute vote, 3 votes minimum
>Only first 3 correctly rolled die count, best of the 3 wins
>Crits are 100, unless otherwise stated
>Crit fails will count ONLY if a 1 is rolled and no roll passes DC, OR two 1s are rolled within the 3 rolls. Two 1s will OVERRIDE a 100, resulting in crit failure

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Rolled 93, 82 = 175 (2d100)

>>2248818
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Rolled 53, 47 = 100 (2d100)

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>>2248828
FUCK YEAH!
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>>2248828
>good non-zenkai gains
I've almost forgotten what that feels like.
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>>2248823
>>2248828
>>2248834
93/100, 82/100. Most impressive, writing.

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Previous Thread:

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1304508/

Archive:

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Joker%20Quest

Equipment FAQ:

http://pastebin.com/PPFF2dSt

Oblivion's Husk:

http://pastebin.com/4CiBB8Xj

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>>2248226

(HP: 14.78%)

...

..

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In the darkness, a smell of ammonia and rotten meat. A sound that mingles seismic rmabling and ethereal piping - the beginnings of a low, droning buzz...

A scrape of teeth. The clamp of a vice, around your wrist-

Your vision returns. Underneath, troglodyte things squirm and scurry - the ground rustles with what might be white cilia, or worm, writhing and burrowing beneath you. The skitter of detritus feeders, long-legged metallic beetles scuttling across the ruptured ground...

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>>2248238

(Gentlemen - I'd love to continue. Unfortunately, it's extremely late here, and I need to turn in for now.

Good night, and God bless. You've been a wonderful audience, and I hope to see you again next time.)
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>>2248238
Better blast the fucker with our remaining Vulcan.

>>2248245
Great to have you back OP.
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>>2248256
>Better blast the fucker with our remaining Vulcan.
Just slash it to ribbons with our shroud, then feed on its body via scylla.

I may be disappointed that I missed the thread, but I'm fucking glad that OP has come back.
We've missed you.
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Man am I upset I slept through this...

>>2248577
For what its worth in this thread, I'll agree with you. According to our damage chart Scylla should still be functional.

Failing that, drawing and shooting with Rubicante would likely be better than using the vulcan. No wind-up time.

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Let's play an advanced game of 4chan Risk.

Players withing the Discord server have claimed starting positions, but newcomers are always welcome at any point in the game.

Read the rules card posted following this OP and ask any questions you might have.

Players already in game: For the first round you will roll 5 dice with 10000 sides ("dice+5d10000"). That is, this first round will represent 5 rounds of play to kickstart your economies and research efforts. Please make note of these notes which will accompany the first few updates.

Once enough economy and research are built up I will limit us to one dice roll per round and the day will begin having one to two updates per day (latter is the goal).

Furthermore, please use the thread to focus on character development and role play, and join the Discord server I will link below for other conversation.
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>>2248702
there are like 4 colors available (pic related)
if you have doubts you can enter to https://discord.gg/d7ZCtca
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Rolled 723 (1d10000)

>>2246492
Ethiopia continues it's expansion to the west. Our culture spreads throughout the lands.

>Suo
>Minor Tribe
>Gold: 16
>RP: 24
>Bonus: +1 G on TRs
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>>2248439
disregard the repost of my old stats from last turn, was accicdent. The first values are correct.
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>>2248712
I'll pick black.
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Rolled 62630 (1d100000)

>>2246492
Continue the siege on the barbarians, these resources are rightful property of Rome!
>> Roma
>> PC (Printed Cardium)
>>Gold: 2(I):0(M):5(T)
>>RP: 3(I):5(T)
>>Pop: 5(G):5(N)
>>Research: (Agriculture)
>>Buildings (Farm +2 pop)
>>Bonuses: +1 Gold from Trade Routes.

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You glance over to the horizon, finding yourself more impressed with the visuals than you had been before. Aesthetic as it was—and therefore non-consequential—you had to admire that the men and women of The Aegis had decided to put some extra hours in just to make sure that there was enough variation to the zone without keeping it boring. Weather effects and other environmental visuals were usually used to simulate habitat world conditions, but that they’d go this far to implement something like this, the Fleet Colony bumpkin in you couldn’t help but give kudos … especially as the only chance to get to see something like this was when the environment simulation wasn’t on the fritz back in the the fleet.

‘You know, I give ‘em flak for not updating the systems, but the dynamic range they have on the scenario environment despite the premise is really—’

Commander,’ Emilio stresses the word painfully over the channel, his Mech stepping right up to the edge of the mesa, his focus on the drop site, ‘your orders?’

Emilio could really get into his role sometimes. Maybe that’s what separated the best from the rest.

You pan your camera over to him before turning the scanners on—they wouldn’t be boring holes in you just yet.

‘We’ve done this before—first wave,’ you declare in a tired manner, ‘they’ll be poking for a bit, so there’s no need to take the fight to them and be a hero. No need to break through any records just yet—scouting party’s at two units and we’ll establish a—oh wait, we’re in a Hellion Standard. Forgot about that.’

Even from here, you could tell that there’s a roll of eyes from the other pod.

‘We don’t have range on our side,’ you announce, flicking a switch and checking the armaments—basic kinetic weaponry for two or three skirmishes; you don’t know how you’d forgotten that as a parameter for this scenario. ‘They’re not going to be charging in aggressively with just a scouting party—we hold them back so we can initiate phase two of the program.’

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>>2248183
>Head towards the city
fuck it, it's not like we didn't already fail the actual graded test anyway, let's just go with what we think is right.
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>>2248183
>Defend the Asset
No sense in repeating our previous course of action. We already know how this ends.
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>>2248183
What's the transport capacity of the Warp Engine? What if we try to get their children off the planet with the Asset when the Engine activates?

Alternatively, how great a setback to preparations would it be for us to transport the Engine to the city? Given that one of the Desert classes got away, there's going to be enemies en route to our present position. Defending the mesa in itself may not be viable.
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>>2248183
>>2248456
>Defend the asset
Mission takes priority. This will save more civilians down the line than rescuing a few transports.
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‘We defend the city.’

You turn your attention and flip a switch. The readings weren’t accurate—they never were when over an area as messy as a city—but you knew what was waiting for you there. You’d done this last time … and that was also the last time you’d been able to reach just about this far before being unceremoniously sniped by the new arrivals in taking too long with the scouting parties and the following wave. Much of that was probably down to

‘You’re sure?’ his tone is one of surprise; disbelief, ‘we have six minutes and twenty seconds to run an intercept—the Asset’s not going to get off this rock if you’re running an advanced defense on the city!’

You open up the communication channel.

‘Crew, this is the Commander,’ you declare. ‘Abandon the Asset and get as far as you can from the conflict area. Set up an emergency retrieval once the dust-off is complete … or meet in the city and get into orbit for a pick-up.’

‘ARE YOU INSANE?!’

Okay, maybe they did get their money’s worth with the programming. The acting was still hard to take seriously, though.

‘Abandon the asset and have the men get out of the zone—or if they can’t get there spread out enough to not get picked off by any of the advanced units. The area is compromised and so is the operation … we’re moving in to defend the city for their shuttles to achieve orbit.’

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"-we are expecting a wave of star dust in the upcoming days. Non-elves should really get their hands on Dust Masks as soon as possib-"

With a silent sigh, you ignored the bus' TV. It shouldn't be too long till you reach Nileth . The bus was mostly empty; you were on the third row alone while there were two elves in the back watching something on their smartphone under the cover of night.

The bus stopped for a brief moment, another passenger slowly ascended the metal step bringing unwanted cold air with him from outside. An Orc with bleached red and glittering silver skin, he looked slightly older than you. His plain clothes had some of these markings you dont understand. The orc was gunning for the seat next to you.

>Show signs of discomfort, look at him in the eyes
>quickly put your luggage next to you
>Do nothing, let him sit next to you
>say something
>write in
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>>2248098
>I thought you are my guardian?
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>>2248098
>Figures...
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>>2248098
>I don't have any money
if she's our guardian, doesn't that mean we're a minor?
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>>2248098
>I thought you are my guardian?
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>>2248098
>I understand
She seems nice enough, she just has to ask for rent by law, right?

Before today, you were an ordinary wage-slave, just out of highschool, working a minimum wage 6-10 job six days a week just to get by. Your customers treated you like an object, an unthinking servant to their capricious whims and arbitrary desires, your peers openly disdained, hated, and shunned you for no fault of your own, and to top it all off, your boss and landlord talked to you like a dog, and daily demanded what you simply could not give. Finally, today when you found yourself on the verge of a breaking point, a flash of brilliant light struck the earth, and all became clear. Before today, you were nothing but a nobody, but now? Now you have the power to take what you want and avenge yourself against a world that wronged you.

> Roll 1d6
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OP didnt you try this earlier in 2017?
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>>2247375
support
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>>2247375
Support
>After getting money buy katana, fingerless gloves and all the nine inch nails albums.
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>>2247302
We can try and mind read what's going on or mentally assault all of them to disable them?
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>>2248655
> Tier 5 Mind Reading: You can effortlessly read someone's mind, their most treasured memories and deepest held secrets might as well be pages on an open book, and if you bother to hide your third eye, they'd never know you were there.
> Tier 5 Invisibility: At a moment's notice, you can shift out of the visible spectrum and then some, clothes and all, top of the line military hardware can't find you if you don't want to be found, let alone someone working with the five senses.

>They'd never know you were there

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You are the newly crowned King of a great fantasy kingdom, latest in an ancient line of proud monarchs to take the Crown and lead your people to security, victory, and prosperity.

Theoretically.

In reality, you are the backup heir for the backup heir for the backup heirs nobody particularly liked. You've spent your life to date mostly as an idle scholar safely far back in the line of succession before your late fathers blundering reign led to his own death and the rapid depletion of the available pool of your male half-siblings. Now you've inherited a kingdom weakened by greed and shattered by civil war, rebellion, and invasion. Who knows? Maybe you'll be a good king and set everything right, or just live long enough to go back to a quiet life secluded in your books. Maybe.

Choose two perks from either category, or sacrifice your one starting fate point (win a vital failed roll or escape certain death) to pick three:

Personal:
>War: Your education as a Prince was not so lopsided as many believe, and you are a match for any of your late siblings in hunting, fighting, horsemanship and military education.
>Peace: You've turned your conflict-avoidance personality into a strength by studying the arts of diplomacy and negotiation.
>Occult: Your studies have diverted into strange waters, deep into alchemy and ancient lore as well as new knowledge from far-off lands and odd little projects that may come in useful.

Relations:
>People: Your mother, the latest of many serially disfavored queens, was enormously popular among the common folk and as her eldest son you've become something of a figurehead of the bloody peasant uprisings burning the countryside.

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>>2248552
>>2248555

One common, 2 noble.
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>>2248585
>>2248586

And a tiebreaker too, writing.
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>>2248552
Yeah but it's only a small amount of fringe nobles, we need the stability and resources the large peasant population can provide.
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>>2248596
True. But i guess we can always promote some chief peasant to nobility. The nobles that are with us can keep their status
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>>2248629
I think this is the most pragmatic way nobles are really just the people in charge so if there are peasant leaders boom new nobles.

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Hey guys, let me know when you are around.
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>>2248028
>we basically had control of the entire planet
2 years ago we only controlled the north-western part of the eastern continent.
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>>2248135
>>Walk forth with her and be on the lookout. When a monster 'pops' and leaves some food drops in the plant maw, reach in and grab it
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>>2248520
>>2248426
>>Walk forth with her and be on the lookout. When a monster 'pops' and leaves some food drops in the plant maw, reach in and grab it

"Ahj!" - she exclaims surprised as we shove our hand into an hydra's mouth.

We reach in for the foodstuff drop, and Fleur quickly freezes the hydras in the spot so we can pull our hand out, looking almost adorably worried.

Well, it was just some [Good][Bacon] after a elite orc died, but its not about its quality or value, its about teaching her.

"You can't eat the loot." - we say as we show her the bacon and rub her head with out other hand - "Understand?"
"Hhh..." - she pouts and tries to reach for it

We lift it, and she walks over and tries standing on her toes to reach for it while complaining softly.


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>>2248554
>>Lets continue for a bit just to make sure she remembers/learns to leave us all the drops
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>>2248554
>>Lets continue for a bit just to make sure she remembers/learns to leave us all the drops

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You’re in the Bridge Between Worlds with Philonune by your side, talking to Athelone holding a tired Constance in her arms. How did this situation come to pass? Simple really, after dealing with Lise’s crazy parents – your team went with business as usual and took them to Athelone to remove their partners. For some reason (and an ability you didn’t know existed), she not only took them but left them in a coma state until the interdimensional war is over. Why? Because they broke an unwritten rule: Getting a demon without utilizing the regular process to do so... At least, that’s what Athelone told you. But you don’t really believe that’s the only reason, do you? You think she’s hiding something or maybe you’re just being paranoid. Regardless, the conversation continues:

“Is that everything you wanted me to answer? I would have thought you would simply be content with struggling for your survival, as before. Sometimes the answers you receive may not be what you want…”Athelone says, waiting for your answer.
“Wait, let me think…” You put your fingers in your chin, pretending to concentrate on what to ask, when you already know what's next…

Are you content with Athelone’s explanation from before, or it’s time to ask for the truth?

>“No, I don’t have any other questions.” Leave it be, maybe she’s telling the truth after all. And if not, you'll find out one way or another eventually…
>“Are you hiding something from us?” Be vague, you can't press for answers too much without details and evidence to back that up.
>“Was that the only reason Lise’s parents are in a coma? Are you sure there's nothing else going on? You can trust us.” Be direct! That’s how mature people deal with problems, other than sabotage and blackmail and general underhandedness! Wait, what?
>“Is your decision regarding Lise’s parents final? I feel like you’re being a little too harsh.” You believe her explanation, but you find her punishment way too strict. Maybe there's a workaround you can get her to go along with?
>Write In.
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>>2247571
>Call Osgood, he owes you two. Maybe his arm is a little better enough to help out with this little thing? He hasn't even seen or spent that much time with Nariko unlike the others, so this should go towards establishing Nariko's memories further.
>Join Uccelli in the shower
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>>2247571
>Let Nariko stay! Uccelli is beat so you don’t think anything interesting is going to happen today, maybe tomorrow you could celebrate after your victory!
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>>2247571
>Avoid the entire issue and go in the shower too.
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>>2247571
>Let Nariko stay! Uccelli is beat so you don’t think anything interesting is going to happen today, maybe tomorrow you could celebrate after your victory!
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>>2247571
>Call Osgood, he owes you two. Maybe his arm is a little better enough to help out with this little thing? He hasn't even seen or spent that much time with Nariko unlike the others, so this should go towards establishing Nariko's memories further.

This thread will serve as a log for a playing of this map among a group of friends.
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You are Richter Von Tracht, officer of panzers for the Republic of Vang…temporarily. You fully intended to return to being a Lieutenant under the Archduchy of Strossvald, or perhaps even a captain, if you allowed yourself to think greedily. An unprecedented promotion for how short your service had been, but would anybody argue that your actions were undeserving?

The most recent exploit you had completed was intercepting a patrol from your enemy, the Death Heads, as the Army of the Republic prepared to draw up its lines in the nearby city of Wossehnalia. In order to prevent the gambit from being discovered, your platoon and another had deployed, carefully pursuing the two enemy armored platoons, until your patience was rewarded with an opportunity to ambush them and capture most of their fighters, with near no casualties on your side. Nothing that couldn’t be fixed, at least; death had come close to one man, but some magic from your fiancée had cured his mortal wound.

Despite how successful the operation had been, you had encountered a singularly frustrating individual that had set you in a less than triumphant mood. One Toon (a shortening of “platoon” from what you readily observed) Boss Anya Nowicki, about the last sort of person you had wanted to deal with. Your hopes had been high when you subdued what appeared to be a cowed officer of the Death Heads, but they turned out to not be an officer at all; merely a villager who had agreed to disguise themselves as such for Anya’s benefit. The actual officer was an extremely rude, crass, and disagreeable woman who had only stood down on the advice of her sibling; a similarly disguised villager.

With her temperament cooled significantly by the intervention of Anya’s sister, the rest of the Death Heads had been rounded up quite simply. With their leader and more in your hands, their will to resist disappeared, and they soon all formed clusters of militiamen bound together with rope. Though, with the amount that had turned out to fall into your hands, you ideally would have had more rope…
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>>2244669
>Funny as that is, I don't feel like doing that. Best to keep some dreams alive.
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>>2244669
>I think I’ll take you up on that offer. I certainly need some good humor after hearing my tanks might melt.
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>>2244669
Changing vote to
>Funny as that is, I don’t feel like doing that. Best to keep some dreams alive.

>>2244678
Me incase my code changed.
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>>2244669
>I think I’ll take you up on that offer. I certainly need some good humor after hearing my tanks might melt.

Please don't make it too sadistic tanq, just some good ol jest?
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Hoo boy, managing to not update for an entire day, on a weekend? Jesus.

Anyways I'll be updating in a bit. Sorry.

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Winter entombs you. The blizzard returns in double force only a week later. No communications in or out. The new year brings no promise of hope or prosperity but only devastation and horror. Elves. Creatures of legend, of beauty, of horror.

The lads that returned from Wilkain’s expedition are shaken; some are broken. Their eyes have gone dull and hollow, their voices lost in a profound terror. It takes days of patient inquisition to drag out the details. Wilkain found the Othercreature. A Shrike, as Nightowl predicted, a majestic bird with white plumage, tall as three men, they watched it swoop down on a full grown doe and gore its stomach.

They followed its trail for three days without rest, beyond the river and deeper and deeper into forest, into the parts that had no names. They were ambushed. The elves attacked from every side, dropping from the trees like shadows. The men broke and fled. Only one remembers seeing Wilkain. Wilkain did not run. He stood and held the elves alone so that others could escape.

Olmsville is in full panic. The news about the Othercreature is out and if not for the snow and cold, you’re certain the villagers would have already abandoned their homes. The ones who have lost family to this disaster (including Kilkain) are furious and heartbroken. They blame you. They threaten you with violence. They demand search parties be sent out into the forest to recover their children, their brothers, their nephews. Bodies to bury and touch one last time. Closure. Things you're not sure you can provide.

Who were you kidding? Did you honestly believe that some exercise and a few dancing lessons and a piece of paper could make you more than what you are? You are a peasant. You are not fit for leadership. You are not nobility. And because you thought yourself more than what fate allotted you, people are dead. It's a different feeling than in war, where if even a friend dies in your arms, there is no responsibility for it, no weight. These deaths you will have to bear forever.

It is now the month of Janurary, Year 768. What will you do?
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>>2247270
>>Refuse his deal. This never happened and he remains--his skills are too valuable to lose

Man, he'd be so fucked if he tried something in public
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>>2247270
>>Refuse his deal. This never happened and he remains--his skills are too valuable to lose
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>>2247270
>Refuse his deal. This never happened and he remains--his skills are too valuable to lose
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Gonna sleep for now. I'll update as usual throughout the week. (around 6-7 PM PST)
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>>2247270
>>Refuse his deal. This never happened and he remains--his skills are too valuable to lose
>>2247270

We left off on the party meeting their first encounter, where my previous combat system revealed its glaring flaws and the thread died more or less.
Fortunately we got a new system, so we should be good.
Previous thread: >>2227671
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>>2247733
Nah, I'm just going to dig through the archives
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>>2247736
Kk. I wish ya luck then.
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>>2246562
How exactly?
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>>2247649
That's amazing! Though in the RPG engine, the ground has to be a bit higher, since the stat boxes are on the bottom.

Of course, I could always just mess around with the UI and have in on top like traditional engines... but that would probably render a lot of stages I already have unusable. Ugh.
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>>2247484
How do Ezewai & Yout work? Are they 2 vermin that are actually just 1 vermin or are they 2 seperate vermin with half of the normal stats?

Character Sheet: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1lvqwQrtQ_YFvsVdcKJbSEAgpyZi9QrfJfnh_UDzvPKw/edit?usp=sharing

Previous Threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=StorytellerQM

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> Archives and Character Sheet are both updated and current
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Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>2248282
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Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>2248282
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>>2248282
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Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>2248282
We could've been great
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Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>2248282

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Chaos engulfed the skies and landscape of Horizon's Drop. A cloudless day's peace shattered by the cacophony of warfare, the screaming of fightercraft and flying Reconstructed alike as they fought in fierce duels that rained shrapnel, fire, and broken bone below. The Osjiic Empire had sent their swarms of fighters and dropships spreading across the world in their approach to the throne city of Iti'a'Ropku, their pilots forced to contend with Nails, deadly aerial Reconstructed and the very anti-air defenses they were sent to destroy.

It seemed the Empire had sent some of the best they had to offer as the pilots clash with the seemingly endless undead forces. They struck at missile silos with explosives of their own and attempted to get close to the anti-orbital Lances that pierced the sky with beams of indigo Arclight. They even attempted probing attacks at the numerous fortresses and bases that dotted the landscape.

Yet it was another target that demonstrated the cruelty of the Empire as a group of fighters and dropships chase and harass a herd of osogo they encountered. They swoop down low, weapons opening fire near the panicked herds as they charge in desperation. Several straggler osogo are shot down, their pained bleating filling the air as they are left behind. The Matron clutches at the dreamstone in her grasp as she runs, desperation filling her as another of the elderly is taken down.

Another scream fills the air then as the fighters are scattered by a cloud of Devils and Drakes, Gunships and Nails racing in to pick off the disorganized fighters. The herd moves toward a nearby copse of trees and take shelter cowering under the nearly bare branches as they watch the chaos unfold above them. Already the burning wrecks of the imperial fighters fall to the hardpacked plains.

A bleating of alarm ripples through the herd as a group of ships race toward them but a thought ripples out from the Dreamstone into the Matron, a calming impulse she calls out to silence the herd. They watch as the ships are seen to be Coffins that decelerate nearby and quickly drop off their cargo as Crawlers detach from their underside.

The large undead move in near silence, powerful limbs kicking up dirt with each step as they position themselves around the cowering herd. The powerful weapons attached to their armored backs opening fire upon any osjiic ship that strayed too close. From the shadows of the trees the Matron watches in awed silence as the undead stand guard over them, the members of the saved herd recognizing that these new guardians were made in their image and they knew then that the Armada would protect them.
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>>2247822
cant blame me for trying, Thanks for running, im going to collapse now.
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>>2247821
Faith has power

Jaydk how ever needs to complete his transformation. Lest we invite disaster

>>2247819
Thanks for running Grave
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>>2247819
On a related note to what >>2247821 said, how aware are random mooks of Jadyk's current situation? Does the average citizen of Horizon's drop know he's cocooned and undergoing some sort of transformation? What about the Necrolyte legions? The necromancers? The blackscales?

Also, pic related, Jadyk's reaction to these plebs invading and getting their shit kicked in
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>>2247854
The common citizen of the Armada knows that Jadyk was involved with the final conflict with the Matriarch and that he is "recovering" from the battle but is intact and whole. Much of the populace knew of the Arc Surge and of the strength of regular Ahkam, leading them to view the entire conflict between Jadyk, who managed to survive as victor, and the Matriarch as an incredible event and accomplishment of the Armada and Jadyk himself.

Particularly moved were those who were apart of the Ahkam Dynasty previously and the Stonestar living on Horizon's Drop. There was much celebration occurring and planned to continue once Jadyk returned before the osjiic interrupted the good mood..

The Necrolytes know more like the fact that it's tied somehow to the Arc with the Arc Dancers and other elemental users and officers knowing its him attuning to it.

The Blackscale were told that he is recuperating from the battle. Guir however learned the truth from the Necromancers sent to assist him concerning the Sunscale cloning project and perfecting the Reconstruction of the clones and has since passed the information along to the other two. The Blackscale like to call each other frequently and gossip about the other cabal and their plans.

>>2247831
Just gonna say s o o n[/spoiler
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>>2247879
I like this little details that underline that the armada isn’t a wholly monolithic organization. I love to see little intrigues or not so wholesome competition in the lower and middle ranks as is naturally bound to happen.



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