You are a cursed sword.Your fondest dream is to one day lend your corruptive power to a noble and beautiful lady knight and then savor her slow descent into depravity, madness, and villainy. Unfortunately, you are currently stuck in your pedestal, incapable of movement. It is a comfortable pedestal, and the Dungeon Core has told you that you're in a secret treasure vault, a room that adventurers covet and seek out for reasons no monster truly understands. Someone will eventually find you, and when they do they will certainly pick you up, for you've been presented as a Venerable Holy Sword to all adventurers.Still, eventually is eventually, and you might get picked up by a man instead of the beautiful lady knight of your dreams. You need to...>Convince one of the nearby monsters to come pick you up.>Focus your energies and attempt to float away.>Make enough noise that the secret treasure vault is not so secret anymore.>Be patient. Good things come to those who wait.
>>6414220>Convince one of the nearby monsters to come pick you up.Come here you goofy little Orc... C'mere. Pick me! Grab me! Wouldn't you like to die in a fight a beautiful fancy lady? Hmmmm?
>>6414220>Be patient. Good things come to those who wait.>Like cute adventurer women like you seen in your dwarven tapestries
>>6414220>>Convince one of the nearby monsters to come pick you up.
>>6414224>Be patient. Good things come to those who wait.For the first 50 years. We could be patient and practise convincing that "slaying troll children is absolute necessity for the greater good. And those who oppose it are actually evil themself" or somethingIf fate isn`t kind, and 50 years is not enough - give up and.>Convince one of the nearby monsters to come pick you up.
>>6414220>Be patient. Good things come to those who wait.Maybe we can get really good at singing battle hymns (in our mind) while we wait. Girls like a sword that can harmonize really well.
>>6414232I'll okay convincing a monster if it's reasonably feminine enough. Especially a goblin.Small monstergirl with comically oversized weapon is my bag.
>>6414220>>6414232+1 to this!
>>6414238Nah, ifour goal is to corrupt someone innocent and wholesome, we should not compromize. In fact, I think even human male knight is better temporary carrier that any monster - if we will be able to pretend to be totally good and wholesome, convince him to take a female disciple and then tragically die while leaving us to her, of course (there is also possibility for revenge baiting there).
Rolled 8 (1d10)>Be patient. Good things come to those who wait.Being patient is more or less spinning the gacha and seeing what sort of waifu comes out.>1 - an ugly monster comes and takes you from the pedestal>2 - a manly adventurer comes and takes you from the pedestal>3 - you thought you got picked up by a beautifully lady knight but in fact he is a man>4 - this damn rotten halfling bitch is pretending to be way younger than she is, it's weird and inappropriate.>5 - this roughspun adventurer lady isn't noble at all!>6 - this lady isn't a knight but holy shit her tits are huge this is awesome.>7 - this lady knight is covered in scars, what a shame, you can help her with that.>8 - this lady knight was already evil and was looking for a cursed sword specifically!>9 - this is the perfect ideal princess knight that you were hoping to corrupt.>10 - huh? there is something about this lady knight, it's as though she knows what you are... and is excited...?
>>6414297...but does Number 8 have fat tits?
>>6414297Damn. Put us back, harlot!(Guess, we stuck with her).>>6414297
>>6414297kek what a ball-buster >"Yes... Feel the hatred course through you... Embrace the darkness... Enter the v-" >"I've already.. You, uh, you don't need to do that." >"Oh. You don't... Need any corrupting?" >"No. Look, maybe you just take that side of the bed for a minute, I've got a trick, and I'll just..." >*Dark energy pulsates across her figure, the sounds of men gnashing their teeth, women wailing, and beasts being slaughtered by the dozen escapes from deep within her and a peak of thunder tears across the sky with a furious crack*>"Oh, uh..." >"It's ok, you're still a great sword. It's really not you, I've always been the only one that's able to corrupt myself and being forth an inner evil. It's just easier for me to commune with the demonic if I do it myself."
>>6414297This reminds me of Rance
>>6414302If she is flat we can simply bully her until she uses our powers to grow a fat chest. It won't be a total corruption, but we have to take a victory wherever we can.
"Fufufu..." a woman with red eyes and a menacing aura finds her way into your hidden vault home. "It has been six hundred long years since I began my search, but I finally found you, Cursed Sword Laevateinn..."That is your name, yes."The peerless dark sword said to cleave the rising sun and bring about eternal twilight..." she throws back her hood to show the face of a refined and aristocratic beauty, with raven black hair and a smile that leaves you intimidated... and yet also makes you stand at attention with anticipation. "At last, that power shall lie in the hands of someone worthy to receive it."Look, lady, you're attractive and all, but you really just want to corrupt innocent women and turn them into evil thots.Hell, you can live without the evil! You wanna take women who don't see themselves like that, and make them a seductress!"Now, Laevateinn, lend me your power!" she declares, and then does something you didn't expect. She unclasps her cloak and lets it fall to her ankles. "Together, you and I shall cast down the usurpers, and put those slaves of the Light where they belong... on the bottom!"Oh. She wasn't wearing anything underneath the cloak.Well, even if she doesn't have the attitude of your ideal princess knight, she certainly has the type of body you'd want your wielder to have. And from the way she licks her lips, you expect the pair of you will be in sync on how to put all those goody two-shoes on the bottom. Not perfect, but you can work with this. Skip the slow burn corruption - which would have been enjoyable, but time consuming - and go straight for the fun parts where you conquer the land with unrelenting force.She grasps your handle and pulls you from the pedestal. A mental link establishes between the two of you, and you answer her request with a: [Kay. Let's fuck up all the bitches.]"Let's~">Let her take the lead for now.>Give her some ideas, playing the adviser.>Push her towards something you want to do through the power of your curse.>Assume direct control. Or, well, with how she is it would more be a [Synchronize] than that.
>>6414319>Let her take the lead for now.I'm in the passenger seat.Ask her if full frontal nudity is the new style of the times. It's hard to keep up with fashion when one is locked in a secret treasure vault.
>>6414319>Let her take the lead for now.Best to get a handle on how this harlot does things.
>>6414319>"...Oh. That's all you got up there?">Give her some ideas, playing the adviser.>"Wwwoooooo... Bikini armor is a classic evil villainess wardrobe staple... wwooooooooo...Skulls can be used as both codpieces and pauldrons..."
>>6414319+ 1 to>>6414325>>6414326She knows something about current state of the world (hopefully). We don't.
>>6414319>Let her take the lead for now.
>>6414319>>Give her some ideas, playing the adviser
[Wielder... wielder...] As the Dark Lady returns to the surface, still buck naked aside from her crimson cape, you try to plant a good idea in her mind. [Revealing armor is a staple for Dark Ladies to wear...! The more skin you reveal, the more evil you are...!]"Your strength as a blade was rumored, Laevateinn, but the sages of destruction never spoke of your wisdom." She gives you a sly grin and a thumbs up. "Why do you think I'm wearing nothing but a cape? In this world, exposing yourself is a skin, and I have sworn to be the greatest of sinners."[That is very good, but how can you lead others to sin if you expose everything from the get-go?] "Explain," she demands, a spark of curiosity in her eyes.[Nudity is exciting, and the Dark Lady's sublime beauty cannot be understated.] And isn't that the truth. A pretty face, a slim waist, a pair of large soft pillows that are the stuff of men's dreams - your wielder has a blessed physique. [However, do you know what is even more exciting than nudity alone? What will tempt men far more effectively than a naked bosom alone?]"Tell me," your wielder demands, and you obey.[The prospect of nudity.] You tell her. She is wise indeed, for her understanding dawns quickly. [An outfit that looks like it should fall off - but doesn't - tempts far more than forgoing clothes. Once the clothes has been removed, the sight is comforting and lovely. Dancing on the edge of decency and indecency, however... this way, your every motion will make those greedy eyes seek the moment everything spills out.]"Understood. You are the Cursed Sword, and I am the Dark Lady. I shall wear whichever harness you prepare for me."By the time she reaches the surface, she's no longer naked. The armor you prepare for her is far more titillating than nudity alone. It grows over her like a black and red chitin that pulses with malevolence, leaving her greatest assets all but exposed. It squishes and emphasizes her softness, and weaponizes her gifts against the lusts of mortal men. In short, the perfect armor for a Dark Lady."Splendid!" She seems to love the armor, which you suppose is a dream for an exhibitionist like her. "Absolutely splendid! Now, onward, towards...">Yon fishing village.>Yon farming town.>Yon crossing betwixt the train lines.>The tower of her witch companion.>Somewhere else?
>>6414385yon nunnery
>>6414385>>Yon crossing betwixt the train lines.
>>6414385+1 >>6414393
>>6414385>>The tower of her witch companion.
>>6414393starting out our dark conquest by destroying a church would be cool and it would let us find pure maidens to corruptthat said we need to know if nuns and priests would have the power to attack us directly via holy magic or something and if we should stay on the down low for a while first
>>6414385>The tower of her witch companion.
>>6414393This +10.
>>6414385>Yon crossing betwixt the train lines.
>>6414444we would obviously find out very fast
>>6414393+1>>6414385>Yon nunnery
The Convent of the Smiling Sun sits within a lonely valley none too far from the dungeon that birthed you. Simple and idyllic, it looks like something taken from the pages of a picture book. Floating constructs of stone and steel tend to the fields as the nuns spend their days in prayer and solitude. A whole dozen of them appear to have any training as warriors, barely men-at-arms, with a single lady knight protecting them.Your wielder folds them all like laundry over the course of five minutes. The battle leaves her panting and sweaty, but not because of how much she had to exert herself."What's the deal with this, Laevateinn?" your wielder asks you once she comes down from the battle high. "That felt... it was as though my bloodlust and my lusts intermingled and became one... it was incredible..."[I'm a cursed sword.] you explain. [That's the curse. A Dark Lady simply feels pleasure from swinging me around... had you a noble heart, every clash of swords would have sent you over the edge.]"Damn," she says. All around her are the fallen women at arms, and nuns who tried to flee. The rest locked themselves in the inner chambers, when it became apparent that flight was death. Even the knight got pushed in there by her subordinates, to protect the rest. "Well, I guess I ought to deal with the corpses... I can break in to take out the rest at my leisure."[Corpses...?] you ask. [You wound me. I'm not the sort of blade that kills women.]You aren't a blade that kills, no. Especially beautiful women who would make nice subordinates to your host. Rather than cutting their bodies, you cut at their vital essence and replace it with your own, an act that overwhelms and corrupts the soul. One by one, the defeated women rise to their feet, crimson gems that look like a dragon's eye now embedded in their chests. Their old clothes fall to ash as black ooze set with veins of red covers their bodies like a second skin. The symbol of a sword now glows in all of their eyes, as one by one they kneel before your wielder."We are yours in body and soul, my liege," one of the women-at-arms, now your wielder's minion declares. "What would you have of us?">Have them swarm the doors and take the inner chambers.>Have them falsely declare victory over your wielder, and stab their comrades in the back.>Have them watch your wielder break through and finish her conquest of this place>Something else?
>>6414762>Have them falsely declare victory over your wielder, and stab their comrades in the back.Hehe
>>6414762>put on a little showdebase and degrade the minions in full view of their sisters, challenge the knight to a duel to "settle the matter", "avoid further humiliation" and forestall a costly (for them) storming of the inner chambers
>>6414762>Have them falsely declare victory over your wielder, and stab their comrades in the back.Ingenious as it is devious.
"Get your sisters to open the gates," your wielder commands her newfound minions with a natural poise, as though she were born for such a role. "I care not how you do it, claim victory over my person, or that I had finally fled and you are the ragged survivors. Once the sanctum is open for you, our victory shall be assured."It does not take long. The commander of sisters-at-arms announce a hard won victory against your wielder and the need to tend to the wounded in the holy sanctum. A cheer can be heard from within that place, whose doors bar passage to evil, and would leave your wielder weak had she tried to force her way inside. The doors open outward, the Lady Knight pushing them open to welcome her comrades.Instead she finds herself greeting your wielder's dark magics, a power that you had not lent her. An incantation that prepared as her minions went about their plotting, holding the last line of the Aria until the Lady Knight showed her face."[Severance of the Will]" the Dark Lady intoned, and a lance of dark energy leapt from her fingers, striking the Lady Knight upon the breast.She crumpled like a puppet whose strings were cut. Then, well, the fleshlings celebrated their triumph as fleshlings often do. Your wielder cut down the remaining nuns as their former comrades held them for her, allowing you to inject your magics into them and make them her loyal swords. Then she picked the virgins from those with experience and one by one despoiled them upon the sanctum's altar with a sword of her own that she grew through her magics. Stained by maiden's blood and something foul and black that dribbled out with it, the divine protections of the sanctum faded."And now to christen it anew with the fall of one of their champions~" Your wielder truly enjoyed her work, though it was hours long and seemed rather laborious. She stripped the Lady Knight of her armor and her dignity, taking her in all sorts of ways upon the altar until a malevolent shadow fell upon it. "The Dark Gods are pleased. It is done."Then, with a brutal motion she punched the brand upon the Lady Knight's gut, and the poor woman vomited out a blue jewel. Your wielder picked it up and inspected it with a smile. "Oho, what a dutiful woman, that her soul shines with such a splendid blue. I hope she was screaming on the inside... Laevateinn, make a puppet of her body, will you~?"[Of course, my Lady.]Forces: 1 Dark Lady, 1 Fallen Knight, 50 Minions>Prioritize making more forces>Prioritize taking out nearby strongholds>Prioritize gathering allies to the cause>(Write In)
>>6415154>Prioritize taking out nearby strongholds
>>6415154>Prioritize taking out nearby strongholdsWe need a pervert fortress.
Your Dark Lady spends a bit of time defiling all the holy relics, tainting them with magics and depravities that are between her and the Fallen Knight in her service."I was going to spend some time waiting for my allies to catch up and gather our strength, but your power changes that calculus, Laevateinn," your wielder declares. The minions you made for her are all lined up, the skintight uniforms of corruption quite fetching on them all. "We've strength enough now to crush the outposts in this land and blind our enemy to our actions."[Sweet. Let's fuck up all the bitches.]She wears the soul of the Fallen Knight on a pendant around her neck when she departs from the convent with her forces. You can hear the woman weeping at what has become of her body and her comrades - it is a rather musical sound that you cannot help but enjoy.The nearest stronghold is a lone tower-castle that sits atop the side of a cliff, overlooking the nearby valley. It is merciful that your wielder did not set aflame to the convent or any of its outlying structures, otherwise the tower might have sent riders to investigate. What few scouts you find are men, whom don't really interest you that much, so your blade cleaves them in twain rather than converts them into minions.They probably know something is coming, by the time you arrive, but they won't know what.>Take the tower during the night>Rush the tower during the day>Enact a prolonged siege to starve them out>Convince the leader to engage in single combat>Something else?
>>6415368>Take the tower during the nightUse the power of (corrupted) nuns to trick and/or seduce the guards and gain entry. After that it will be easy peasy to take the whole tower.
>>6415368>Rush the tower during the daySimilar plan to >>6415370 but without waiting. If we plan to "blind our enemy to our actions", we should commit to it, speed and decisive action. Casualties don't matter, we can always make more minions, gather more allies. Don't give the enemy time to discover the fallen monastery, or us.
>>6415368>Take the tower during the night
>>6415370support
Rolled 77 (1d100)Rolling d100 to see if word gets out about the missing patrols.
"We wait until night falls," your wielder declares to her forces. "Until then, we'll hideout here... and if any of the guards drop by on patrol, you know what to do with him, ladies."The newest additions to your wielder's forces giggle with malicious intent.Happy circumstance found her the new owner of an inn, previously run by a delicious looking cougar in her mid forties and her six naturally born daughters - the youngest of whom was twenty one. It should be no surprise that none of them had their maidenhood intact, as the inn primarily served as a place where the soldiers who manned the tower and the hard working bachelors of the valley could come to relax. And by relax, you mean receive some special service from the innkeeper or her daughters, whom were all unofficial but prolific practitioners of the world's oldest profession. The parts of their personality that drew them towards such a sordid side-gig survived getting their hearts pierced by your blade and their souls corrupted by your essence. The daughters became Succubi with seductive powers on par with the nuns-turned-minions martial prowess. The mother became a Succubus Matron on par with the Fallen Knight, whose utterance of "ara-ara" would turn all but the most stout of heart or homosexual male into her plaything. As the day turns to night, guards begin to show up at the inn in groups of two or three, only to get immediately charmed and devoured by the succubi and their matron. One of them, a shift captain, manages to resist until the Matron turns her charms up and grants him a "gift" that turns him into putty in her hands. [I'm surprised they're not husks,] you comment at the soul-less bodies that the Succubi now command as their puppets. The sisters and their mothers are rather generous, letting the nuns and fallen knight play with them as well. [Given how they all lost their souls...]"Succubi need their protectors to remain stout of arm," your wielder explains. "Withering them into a husk would be counterproductive. Now... our forces swell once more, let us take the watchtower!"It falls pathetically in the night. It does not even take the word of the Matron to charm the gates open, and when your forces slip inside there's hardly anything the guards can do against them. The succubi turn up their charms, and your minions proceed to happily tired all the charmed men out until "gifts" can be given that make them the succubi's slaves. Even the commander cannot win against them.The scribe could, because she was a woman pretending to be a man. Unfortunately for her, she wasn't quick enough to send out a raven calling for aid. The minions put her down, putting her at your wielder's mercy.>Stab her through and make her a new sort of sword-minion>Let the Dark Lady do with her what she would.>Encourage the Dark Lady to simply bind her and make her watch the coming conquest.>Something else
>>6415911>Stab her through and make her a new sort of sword-minionWe need clerks. Someone to do all the boring paperwork in place of our Lady (and who consequently will not get laid due to said paperwork). We can't create a new world without paper-pushers after all.
>>6415911>Stab her through and make her a new sort of sword-minion
>>6415911>Encourage the Dark Lady to simply bind her and make her watch the coming conquest.She'll come around to our way of things in her own time. But yes, better to use her as a clerk than as just another sword hand. Evil needs an efficient bureaucracy to get things done on time.
"You can do whatever you want with my body," the clerk declares, eyeing the other sword your wielder openly carries at this stage of the battle. "But you'll never have my heart."[That can be arranged.] You tell your wielder. [Just pierce her through with me.]With a cruel smirk, your wielder does just that, growling: "We'll see."Naturally, your essence pours into her and corrupts her soul into another lurid minion for your wielder to control. Rather than a sword arm or a seductress, this one becomes an administration unit on par with the Fallen Knight and Succubus Matron. She still gets the sexy skintight symbiotic bodysuit that all the other minions get, but where the Fallen Knight gets armor and the Succubi show off more skin, she gets the hat of a bureaucrat that plugs straight into her brain and enhances her intellect."Well that was a lie, my lady," the newly christened Infernal Administratrix admits, somewhat bashfully. "You have my body, heart, and soul. Do with them what you will."Your wielder does. She enjoys her new conquests throughout the night - the Fallen Knight and Administratrix both - while the succubi and the minions play with the new Slave Soldiers that have joined her army. Come the dawn, the tower has turned into a den of depravity, and the soldiers who arrive to relieve their brothers in arms are quickly turned as well.Your Forces1x Dark Lady, 1x Fallen Knight, 1x Infernal Administratrix, 1x Succubus Matron, 6x Succubi, 50x Minions1x Slave Knight, 30x Slave Soldiers>Fortify this position and wait for allies.>Sweep into the vale and take the village for more minions>Attack the next major fortification before word of your conquest spreads>Something else
>>6416016>Attack the next major fortification before word of your conquest spreadsTake the major hardpoints first. When we encounter resistance, we can head back and sweep up all the undefended places we haven't corrupted yet for a boost to our forces.Hopefully we can work our way up to a princess.
>>6416022how about leaving a small force at the tower (10x minions, 10x Slave Soldiers, 2x Succubus, 1x Administratrix)?The soldiers can guard the tower while the minions and succubi corrupt the village. Once that's done the whores can rejoin the main force while the administratrix can act as a steward, direct the village into expanding fortifications, have the soldiers train more soldiers and attempt to contact our ally.If we leave the tower unoccupied someone will just walk in, I think.
>>6416100Sure, that works.
OP ?
>>6418356raped to death by a succubus matron
>>6418356This is not the first time OP has dropped his poorly disguised fetish thread after finishing masturbating to it.
>>6418356>expecting QM to finish his fetish questLmao, even
>>6416022What’s this!? An abandoned quest!? Fear not denizens of /qst for I shall a̵̧̓s̶͉͑s̸̼͊ṳ̷̈́m̷̼̓ẽ̸̪ ̷̻̈d̸̞͆ỉ̷̖r̵̜͝ẻ̷̩c̶̤͆ṫ̴͍ ̸̫̂c̶̝̎o̴̳n̴̺̈́ẗ̶͓r̸̤͗ŏ̴̙l̵̢͝… at least until I insert and finish masturbating to my own barely disguised fetish.Now where were we?… Ahem.The next major fortification would be the walled town of Yarenburg. Being a regional commercial hub the town boasts modest fortifications, a larger garrison and worst of all: a chapel-barracks that hosted the local chapter of the Brotherhood of Retention. Not only were said brotherhood an order of holy knights whose powers were anathema to your own, they were all gross BOYS! Not a single elegant lady knight among them!Even with your current servants, one does not simply attack such a town.Your Forces:[red]1x Dark Lady, 1x Fallen Knight, 1x Infernal Administratrix, 1x Succubus Matron, 6x Succubi, 50x Minions[/red][blue]1x Slave Knight, 30x Slave Soldiers[/blue]>On second thought, maybe we should hit the rest of the villages in the vale to swell our numbers.>Charm the town guards with succubi, have them open the gates, THEN attack the town.>Implement some convoluted long con in which you build social and economic influence within the town to the point where you can topple the local defenders with ease.>Perform a decapitation strike on the Brotherhood of Retention, with the knights dealt with the rest of the town should submit easily.>Something else?
>>6420245>Charm the town guards with succubi, have them open the gates, THEN attack the town.
>>6420245>On second thought, maybe we should hit the rest of the villages in the vale to swell our numbers.
>>6420245>On second thought, maybe we should hit the rest of the villages in the vale to swell our numbers.If WotR taught me anything...
>>6420402>>6420404Ok errrm... roll me 5d20s. Split em up however you like.
Rolled 17, 15, 15, 3, 15 = 65 (5d20)>>6420405Early bird gets the rolls.
At it’s current size your host would be hard pressed to take Yarenburg, however all the other villages in the vale would make easy targets. You leave your slaves at the watchtower with the infernal administratrix while your main force goes about subverting the nearby settlements. Your forces swell as you sweep through each village, enslaving and converting as you go.The vale isn’t particularly population dense, but between your martial prowess and a bit of seduction from the succubi you gain a decent number of minions and a surprising amount of higher quality slaves.+1 Slave Captain, +20 Slave Soldiers, +30 Minions, +5 SuccubiMeanwhile…Your watchtower garrison is approached by ten burly men wearing phallic helms and some old dude. The one with the most, uh… phallic looking helm steps forward.“I am Brother-Captain Chadly of the Brotherhood of Retention. Foul deeds are a foot in the vale. I must speak with the garrison commander immediately.”Oh shit the some of the villagers must have escaped the Dark Lady’s attention and roused the suspicion of the local authorities. Shit, what to do about this.>Just ignore them and hope they go away.>Tell them that the garrison is overcome with an inconvenient but highly contagious disease, you really can’t let them in.>Have the Infernal Administratrix come up with some weird legal reason about why they cannot help them.>Just kill em, there’s like 31 of you in a fortified position and only 11 of them.>Something else
>>6420514>Something else"The garrison commander is not here at this time. They are patrolling the nearby settlements and won't be back for some time. Please come back later. I can give them a message once they return."
>>6420514>>6420549+1We too noticed foul deeds and are out dealing with them proactively.
>>6420549>>6420564The holy knights seem to accept this excuse and leave the watch tower, saying they will attend to other business before returning.—---The Dark Lady is in high spirits after having pillaged several villages, you on the other hand were feeling kinda meh. Sure the Lady had more minions but there was hardly anyone interesting to corrupt in the vale; a few garden variety thots to convert into succubi and a half way competent guard captain the Lady had deigned to keep around after she made him eat her out.Meanwhile the Dark Lady had received a messenger raven from the Administratrix that the Brotherhood knights were sniffing around. [Seems like a good time to take Yarenburg while they’re not around.]“I would rather we run them down first. Holy Knights are no joke and I don’t want any complications arising when we take Yarenburg.”[Eh, do what you want IDGAF]>Invade Yarenburg now.>Track down the knights.>Split your forces and do both.>Something else?
>>6420901>Track down the knights.
>>6420901>Track down the knights.She right, hit them afield.
The Lady decides to take out the knights first. In her you sense both apprehension and… anticipation?[Hey just so you know holy knights are probably immune to enslavement and I don’t corrupt dudes. Even if you were to turn them into chicks first, just… no.]“The Brotherhood of Retention are possessed of a particular kind of power, if I can subvert it it would be a great boon to us both. Fear not, you will not need to corrupt them. Just lay them low and let me do the rest.”[Sure thing, but after this can we please go after a canoness or something? We haven’t corrupted anyone decent since that female knight at the convent.]“All in good time Laevateinn.”—-----The Dark Lady’s host regroups with the slave garrison at the watch tower and begins tracking down the knights. You split your much larger force into smaller groups and send each to a place the knights are likely to visit. Once located the plan is to harass the knights until the rest of the Dark Lady’s host can fall upon them.It doesn’t take long for one of your scouting parties to locate the knights on the outskirts of the cloister you defiled. By now they would have certainly discovered that the local garrison is compromised. That knowledge will no longer save them.The Dark Lady’s forces converge, but just as they are about to close the trap a burst of light erupts in the distance followed by a resonating chant that makes your wielder's blood run cold.“WOLOLOOOOOO!”>-5 Slave Soldiers, -10 Minions“They have a priest!?” The Lady grabs the Administratrix, nails digging into her shoulders. “Why didn’t you tell me they had a priest with them!?”“I-I’m sorry mistress I was too busy ogling the knights-ARRRGH!” The infernal secretary squealed as the Dark Lady pinched her cheeks, painfully stretching them to inhuman lengths.“I expect the succubi to think with their pussies, but you’re supposed to be the smart one!”“I’mb zorry mistresssss!”“Idiot! If we don’t do something he’ll turn our entire army against us!”>Yeah… just cut your losses and retreat. Any mook you throw at them will just be converted.>Attack the priest personally together with the Fallen Knight; She can’t be converted.>[Just take him at long range bro-I mean sis]>Something else
>>6421257>[Just take him at long range bro-I mean sis]They could have another surprise ready if we get closer.
>>6421257>[Just take him at long range bro-I mean sis]
[Just take him out at long range sis]“With what!? I don’t have any English longbows!”[Dafuq is an English? Just use magic FFS!]The Dark Lady and her entourage approach the knights who have taken up a defensive position on the edge of the town. The knights themselves encircled the priest who continued his OP chanting, turning more of your minions to the cause of light with every passing moment. Lazy fucker didn’t even change their outfits, their skintight body suits just go palette swapped.Your wielder stretched out her arm and fired a dark lance at the priest which promptly bounced off his holy shield, deflected off a knight’s sword, burned straight through a nearby tree and beaned your Infernal Administratrix in the forehead, knocking her out cold.[Great, fucker is magic proof, maybe we should run- ohhhh no! Don’t even think about it! I need to stay firmly in your hands!]But she WAS thinking about it and before you could even contest control of her motor systems the Dark Lady flings you at the priest. You sail end over end in a lazy arc, your legendary infernal power having no trouble piercing the priest’s shield before your blade goes straight through his chest.The man falls over and you end up stuck upright pinning his corpse to the ground. Around you the battle continues to range, converted minions clash with loyal ones. The knights prove a decisive factor, pushing your mistress’ forces back whenever they threaten to break through.>cont
>>6421442You let out a metaphorical sigh; this one of the worst parts of being a sword; you couldn’t do shit without a wielder. For all you could do is sit tight stuck in this dead priest and wait until someone picks you up. The Dark Lady and Fallen Knight enter the fray with the Succubus Matron in tow. Two knights move to intercept but a sly look and a sultry pose from the Matron cause them to fall to the ground, spasming and clutching at their cod pieces.“Hggnnh!! Brothers! Can’t resist… those fat tits!”The knights muscular physiques visibly deflate as they cream their pants, years of “retained power” leaving them in an instance.One by one the knights fall to the Matron’s wiles until only Brother-Captain Chadly remains. To everyone’s surprise he promptly stabs the Matron in the heart as soon as she tries to flaunt her bosom.“But how!?” cried the Dark Lady. “All those years of never busting a nut. You should be ready to pop!”“I’m gay,” said Chadly. “And I have retained my power even after years of cohabiting with a bunch of buff, sweaty, men. Your feminine wiles have no power over me!”“Hmph, we’ll do this the hard way then. And when I’ve defeated you I shall ride you straight until all that pent up power becomes mine!”The Dark Lady and Fallen Knight leap into battle. Chadly holds his own admirably, but eventually he’s disarmed. Staggering backward he desperately looks around for a new weapon.All the while you were just stuck there getting bored.>See if you can whisper into the mind of one of the nearby minions and tempt them into picking you up.>Just let the Dark Lady cook.>Chadly’s getting kinda close. Oh, he sees you aaand now he’d reaching out and oh no, OH FUCK NO!
>>6421443>Chadly’s getting kinda close. Oh, he sees you aaand now he’d reaching out and oh no, OH FUCK NO!Funnest or Funniest option?
The moment Chadly grasps your hilt you send a bolt of torment into him. The man screams but he does not relinquish his grip. He pulls you from the priest’s corpse and brandishes you at your former mistress.[Nope, Noooope, we are not doing this. I don’t care if you promise me your soul. I want to corrupt nubile women, not gross boys.]The mental rebuke that comes back is as unyielding as polished granite.<There will be no corruption, no surrendering of souls, only service fiend. You will turn your infernal power upon your comrades or face my sanction.>[Your sanction? I’m an ageless artefact of untold evil, you’re a sexually frustrated homosexual, how exactly are you going to “sanction” me?]Then it happened: a flood of memories penetrated your mind like a long, hard, rod of mental force. A cavalcade of perfectly sculpted masculine butts, fantasies of pounding boi pussy, the immense pressure of over a decade of blue balls and a ravenous thirst for cock but-not-like-that.[Oh Gods! STOP! Please no more! I’ll lend you my power! Just pleeeease NO HOMO!]Unholy fire flared across your blade as Chadly leapt back into battle. You weren’t watching any more. You just fed an aura of destruction along your edge, while the rest of your mind curled into a ball and started metaphorically rocking back and forth.At some point you felt a sigh of relief and vindication as the Dark Lady’s soul stone was shattered and the Fallen Knight’s soul ascended into the light. Eventually Chadly’s masculine grunting subsided and you very gingerly tapped into his mind, trying to see what he saw.Everyone was dead. Your mistress; reduced to a carbonised skeleton. All her minions, converted or not, had likely been too far gone to ever be returned to normal and so had been granted “Divine Mercy”.Chadly allowed you to witness this, but kept the rest of his mind closed. You couldn’t have gone any deeper even if you wanted to; his thoughts were as a smooth granite wall.[Look man I know when I’m beaten… just seal me away, let me rot. Heck, unmake me if you can find a way, just please don’t do the whole “use the power of Darkness against itself schtick”, evil edgelords are figuratively gay enough, but a good aligned edgelord who is literally gay is just too much!]“Certainly Fell Blade. The Light is merciful and you will be granted the oblivion you crave.”[Thank the gods…]“After you have atoned for your sins. As a Brother-Captain of my order I have the authority to assign penance to sinners. Yours will be a lifetime of service; my lifetime. Then and only then will I let you die.”[Oh Gods No! NOOOOOOOOOOooooooooo!]>cont
>>6421703Chadly would eventually rise to the position of regional Prefect in the Brotherhood. He gained a reputation as an iconoclast for his use of the fell blade Laevateinn. Many times members of the church accused him of being corrupted by the weapon. But no matter how severe the allegations or how damning the optics, none could find him wanting.And you really did try. If only so you could make your way to a more suitable wielder. But every time you tried to undermine Chadly he would mind rape you into submission with his degenerate faggotry. All the torment visited upon the land by the Demon Kings and Dark Lords paled in comparison to the mental hellscape this guy subjected you to.So it was for a few centuries (retention powers and divine blessings extended his life span) before the guy finally succumbed to the inevitable. Unable to find a way to unmake you, the Brotherhood sealed you within their most secure reliquary and left you to be forgotten. But you couldn’t enjoy even this peace as you were so mentally ass blasted that it would take millennia for your figurative anus to recover.BAD ENDING((Kay I’m done. It was fun messing with this abandoned quest but I’m bored now. Didn’t even insert my own fetish and just resorted to gay jokes.))>GG QM, time to take this abortion of a quest out back and put it out of it's misery.>Ey Yo! Hole up! You said you weren’t gonna drop this until you had inserted your own fetish and jerked off to it. YOU BETTER DELIVER!
>>6421707>Ey Yo! Hole up! You said you weren’t gonna drop this until you had inserted your own fetish and jerked off to it. YOU BETTER DELIVER!
>>6421888((Well, well it seems at least one person is still having fun. Okay anon, I’ll keep the trainwreck moving a leeetle longer, just for you.))Blood… the warmth of mortal life coated your blade. Its fleeting lifeforce flowed into your withered consciousness and you became aware. Aware of the fact that you were currently hilt deep in someone’s body. Aware of the desperate soul clutching your pommel as their scrawny arms struggled to pull you free. Huh, it was a woman… that meant something to you at one point.Her emotions began to trickle into you just like the blood. Shock, fear, sanctimonious morals clashing with survival instinct. Oh yes, that excited you… for some reason.“Light deliver me…” she groaned.Oh, she appeared to be mortally wounded. Your own survival instincts kicked in and you apportioned some of your limited power to close her wound. The woman gasped as you healed her.“The legends are true, the sword of Saint Chadly-Ah!”The name Chadly sent such a massive wave of revulsion through you that you involuntarily zapped your new wielder with a bolt of torment.“Ah… forgive me it appears I am not worthy.”Crap, you really didn’t want to be dropped and forgotten again right after your ego just reformed.[The power of the Light can sometimes burn, such is its nature. Be not afraid, take me up…] >[and purge this place!]>[and flee this place, you have a greater destiny elsewhere]>[and seek the path]>Something else, but whatever we say we need to sound all holy.
>>6422308>[and purge this place!]You da real MVP OP.
>>6422308>[and flee this place, you have a greater destiny elsewhere]Get us the fuck outta here.
Rolled 1 (1d2)>>6422333>>6422413Oh player 2 is back, k gonna roll for outcome.
Update will be delayed for a day. Srry gaiz.
>>6422849No worries, brah.
[The power of the Light can sometimes burn, such is its nature. Be not afraid, take me up…and purge this place!]“P-purge!? Surely you don’t mean?”Killing everyone in sight? No shit Lady.[You ran me through the body of a sinner did you not? If there are others profaning this place then they must be dealt with. Take me up righteous one, endure the power of the light, and fulfill your sacred duty.]You could feel her fear, but deep down also something else… satisfaction? Glee? Oh yes you could work with those.Your new wielder was a terrible combatant though. Her noodly arms could barely hold you in a guard stance and her knowledge of sword play began and ended with: stick the pointy bit in the bad guy. The power you absorbed from that dead dude had mostly been spent rebuilding your ego and healing her. You didn’t have much left to empower her in combat. But if you could make a kill, you could gain more power, which you could use to make more kills.[zzz…sss… use me]That aura, there was another cursed weapon nearby. Your wielder could feel it tugging on her consciousness. Looking down at the dead man her eyes were drawn to some kind of short hand held device clutched in his hands.“The sacred firearm… how could a fallen priest be worthy of such a thing? I better hold onto it for safe keeping.”Before you could stop her she had pried this “sacred firearm” from its former owner's hands. Immediately you feel things get a little more crowded.[Bwahaha! Finally I get to corrupt a chick, Ey! New host; who dis?]>cont
>>6423260[The name’s G’tanen, but you can call me Gat. So you’re the sword that old geezer was after?][He was after me? The real me? Not the holy sword my wielder seems to think I am?][Oh yeah. Dude was one of them shit lord priests: sins all week, then got straight with God on Sunday. Eventually he realized that things were more fun on the Dark side or as I like to say: the Dank side.]“Um, Holy Sword, are you still there? I could sure use some guidance.”Your wielder was crouched behind some stone masonry. In front of her a bunch of holy knight looking types milled around looking antsy. Well they looked nothing like the holy knights you remembered. The only armour they wore were pauldrons and bracers over dapper looking long coats. Most of them carried rapiers with one also carrying one of those hand tube weapons on their hip.[Guns, brah. We’re called guns.][Right and what do you do?][Lemme show you…]>Gun down the Knights.>Rush forward and stab the closest one.>Sneak around using chest high walls for cover and take em out one by one.>Something else?
>>6423263((dammit forgot one line of dialogue. Oh well might as well edit things))[Laevateinn, Cursed sword, Cleaver of the Rising Sun, Bringer of Eternal Twilight… dafuq are you?][The name’s G’tanen, but you can call me Gat. So you’re the sword that old geezer was after?][He was after me? The real me? Not the holy sword my wielder seems to think I am?][Oh yeah. Dude was one of them shit lord priests: sins all week, then got straight with God on Sunday. Eventually he realised that things were more fun on the Dark side or as I like to say: the Dank side.]“Um, Holy Sword, are you still there? I could sure use some guidance.”Your wielder was crouched behind some stone masonry. In front of her a bunch of holy knight looking types milled around looking antsy. Well they looked nothing like the holy knights you remembered. The only armour they wore were pauldrons and bracers over dapper looking long coats. Only the insignia of the church on their coats and their stuffy demeanour gave them away. Most of them carried rapiers with a very small handful also carrying one of those hand tube weapons on their hip.[Guns, brah. We’re called guns.][Right and what do you do?][Lemme show you…]>Gun down the Knights.>Rush forward and stab the closest one.>Sneak around using chest high walls for cover and take em out one by one.>Something else?
>>6423302>Gun down the Knights.We like to party
>>6423302>Gun down the Knights.New wepon.
Update will be delayed again.
>>6423876No problem.
Player three reporting back. Thought you'd finished, glad you didn't.>>6423302>Gun down the Knights.Let's see meme gun does it. We're not too interested in those male knight souls anyway. Probably.
>>6423371>>6423443>>6425136[My Lady, allow me the privilege of smiting these apostates.]“Ah! The sacred firearm talks too!?”The attention of the knights is immediately upon your wielder. “Sister Karen? You’re still alive? I thought the Master would have completed the ritual already.”Karen froze as she realized the mistake she had made.[Ah sheeet.]With Gat “guiding her hand” Karen quickly raised the pistol and put a bullet between the knight’s eyes. The rest of them immediately responded, charging with their rapiers. The ones carrying guns opened fire causing Karen to squeal in pain as their bullets grazed her. Only Gat’s influence made her side step in time.[Move fast baby, don't be slow!]What followed was a rather bizarre “fight” in which Karen just pointed G’tanen in the general direction of the enemy and pulled the trigger. Eventually the gun clicked empty, the slide locking open.Karen gingerly opened her eyes.“Oh! Oh no! I used up all the sacred bullets! Yeek! There’s blood everywhere!”Complete disregard for the lives she just took… yes you could definitely work with this.[Well that was easy, these gun things completely change the face to combat. I’m surprised everyone doesn’t use them all the time.][Yeah…about that. There’s a bunch of reasons and most of them boil down to them being rare artifacts and bullets being super hard to make. It sucks because it makes everyone all skittish about using me. That was the first time I really got to let loose in like… forever.][But doesn’t that mean you’re kinda useless now?][Bitch please, maybe if I was a normal firearm, but I am G’tanen. Check this out. Hnnnnngh!]The knight corpses evaporated into a red mist which coalesced in Gat’s chamber, forming a baleful red bullet before the slide closed on its own again.[Hey! Hey! I needed those, you ate up all that soul energy and all you could make was one shot?][Rude! First off, one shot is all I need-][You used up ALL your shots to take out these knights!][Skill issue on Karen's part, second: I’m a cursed weapon too. I’m gonna be taking my cut of the soul juice.]“Uh… What just happened?”Oh right, the chick holding onto both of you.[Uh…their tainted souls were consumed by our righteous fury and turned to a higher purpose.][Indeed, oh by the way, make sure you empty the chambers on their revolvers. Ammo is a rare gift.]You raise a metaphorical eyebrow.[They had ammo all along!? You didn’t even need to spend souls!][They might have shot it all; I wasn’t taking any chances.]Sure enough Karen only manages to recover two more unspent rounds.>You have three bullets.>The power of gunz can let you simply shoot enemies that might otherwise prove too challenging. However, ammo is expensive. Use it wisely.>Quest will continue later…
>>6425222Fantastic. Thanks for running.
((Have a quick non-critical decision point before I go to bed.))It seems a lot has changed since you were last active in the world. Gat could likely tell you more but you needed a second opinion.[Noble Karen, long have I slumbered and much has changed since my era. Tell me what has transpired.]“Ah, that's a rather broad question. I suppose we could start when the Grand Pontifex Phallac LXIX reset the Church calendar during the third conclave of Sodholm, although some scholars assert it was the edicts of his Holiness Glutius III that laid the foundation for modern doctrine. Personally I think the consensus of the sixth Maltanic council doesn’t get enough credit for how it informs contemporary theological interpretation of the Light’s scriptures. Anywho, at about year 69 of the newer holy era there was a major schism within the Order of Retention when the Goon faction asserted that vigorous self-”If you had eyes they would be twitching right now. None of this was relevant. Dumb bitch clearly thought spewing the minutiae of Church history was a sign of piety or something. You regret ever asking the question.>Just ignore Karen and ask G’tanen for info.>[YOU TALK TOO MUCH! SUMMARIZE RECENT HISTORY IN 20 WORDS OR LESS!]>Write In (Maybe ask Karen or Gat something specific?)
>>6425342>Just ignore Karen and ask G’tanen for info.A kindred spirit no doubt understands us better.
>>6425342>Just ignore Karen and ask G’tanen for info.Let her ramble and get some info from the gun
You tune out Karen and turn your attention to Gat.[Listening to this bitch is almost as painful as a priest casting divine purge. Gat can you tell me what’s happened since I went to sleep?]You got the mental equivalent of a shrug.[I dunno.][What do you mean you don’t know!? I’ve been asleep for milenia, what’s your excuse?][Same.][What!?][So I was probably forged centuries after you went to sleep, but it was mostly the same schtick: the forces of Light and Dark would go back and forth in the eternal struggle. I shot a bunch of people, corrupted a few more… Then I fell into the hands of this muthafucker called Brother Tyrone from the Order of Retention and then… uh well I don’t want to talk about it.][Understandable, have a good day.][Next thing I know some dipshit priest is wielding me and he thinks I’m a sacred firearm or something. So anyways-][You started blasting?][-I wish- I pulled a long con and slowly brought him round to the Dank side. I don’t know much about what happened while I was out, but the Eternal Struggle ain’t what it used to be. Now there’s this new faction called the Gelions and everyone- Light side, Dark side- hates them.][Right…][Oh and the world is destroyed and this wacky-ass tower is now at the centre of everything.]You could see it now. At some point Karen had emerged from the reliquary giving you a view of a blasted vista dominated by a twisted spire seemingly made of flesh and stone fused together. The sight felt fundamentally wrong to you which was odd because as an infernal weapon you were used to sinister architecture.>cont
>>6426228Karen was in dire need of some supplies and a new set of clothes given her clerical robes were torn and bloody from battle. Fortunately you ran into a conveniently placed traveling merchant who sold Karen a rather mismatched outfit in exchange for the currency she had pilfered from the fallen Church forces.“This shirt and jacket are a little small…” she grumbled as she tried and failed to conceal her midriff. You licked your figurative lips as the merchant’s limited selection of clothing had allowed her to take another step down the path of corruption.[Fret not over your immodest attire, as long as your soul remains pure you will be judged favourably in the eyes of the Light.]“I-if you say so.”[Speaking of pure souls, what are your plans for hers?][I’m going to corrupt her, slowly get her to enjoy killing until she discards her flimsy morality and becomes a murder slut.][Ah, I see you are a weapon of culture too.][Unfortunately right now she’s scrawny, weak and doesn’t know the first thing about combat. If we’re gonna carry her we need more power. We have to get her to kill shit without getting herself killed.]>Encourage Karen to purge her old clerical office. They were practically heretics in her eyes anyway.>Guide Karen to farm trash mobs within the ruins of civilization. Boring and unglamorous but it’s the first step in solo leveling right?>Push her to hunt one of these Gelion creatures. Should be easy since everyone hates them.And this is mainly why my pace of updates has slowed since the bad end: been trying to draw the MC as well as make these shit post updates.
>>6426230Fantastic! I love her already. Keep up the good work.>Encourage Karen to purge her old clerical office. They were practically heretics in her eyes anyway.Fuck those niggers. Become the new Saint of this of world. Saint Bitch.
>>6426230>Guide Karen to farm trash mobs within the ruins of civilization. Boring and unglamorous but it’s the first step in solo leveling right?Start small.Just read from the beginning. Not 100% my cup of tea, competition with the gun seems lame, but I like the perspective shift after the Chadly episode kek. That was great. The comedy is epic. I also admire the commitment, dunno if you'll keep at it until your fetish like you said or decided to make it into something greater along the way.I won't be able to always vote, but I'll be reading. Drawing's cool, even if unfinished. Keep it up!
>>6426230Nice drawing, looks very corruptable. >Encourage Karen to purge her old clerical office. They were practically heretics in her eyes anyway.Clean at home first, clean outside later.
>>6426230>Push her to hunt one of these Gelion creatures. Should be easy since everyone hates them.
>>6426359>>6426488>>6426503Thanks for the encouragement guys. I never thought I'd get this much mileage out of an abandoned quest.
You sensed Karen had a sanctimonious side in her, good. This was a very easy angle to work when pushing “good” aligned characters over the edge.[From whence did that corrupt priest come?]“He was the leader of the cloister I worked in. One day he chose me to accompany him on an expedition. I was so happy, someone finally noticed me, but then h-he tried to use me as a blood sacrifice!”Karen started to sob, feelings of betrayal and worthlessness emanated from her. Through the jumble of thoughts you learned that she wasn’t even a member of the clergy. The Knights called her sister as a general affectation, not because she was actually a nun. She had studied so hard, hoping that knowledge of scripture and doctrine would get her accepted into the sisterhood, never realising that it was the rot in her soul that barred her… or something like that. Maybe the nuns were just a bunch of exclusionary bitches, how would you know?[The entire cloister must be tainted. It is no coincidence I came into your possession, for you alone were pure amongst the sinners who cloaked themselves in righteousness. Go now and purge them knowing that the Light is with you.][You sure you can get her to do this? I know she secretly wants to kill them all already but it’s buried pretty deep. The last thing we need is for her to go into a guilt spiral and dump us.][It’s a risk we’ll have to take. The rest of this fucked up world is too dangerous.]Karen arrived in her cloister to be greeted by a woman in priestess’ robes.“Karen, oh thank goodness you’re alive!”The woman ran up and hugged her, causing her to freeze.[Strike her down!]Karen squirmed in the Priestess embrace, clearly uncomfortable with the idea.“What happened to Father Stanley’s expedition? Did he retrieve the sacred arms from the reliquary?”“I-he, they’re all dead! T-they were corrupted! Father Stanley, he tried to use me as a human sacrifice.”“What, what are you saying!?”>cont
>>6426804The priestess stepped back seemingly noticing Karen’s new look for the first time.“You… you bear the sacred arms, but what are you wearing!? This isn’t right!”“Why not? The Holy Blade saved me, chose me, doesn’t the fact that I alone survived prove my words.”“No-no! You… you can’t possibly be the bearer of a sacred weapon. I don’t know what happened but you’re clearly not in your right mind.”[She tries to cover her own complicity, strike now!]Karen raised your blade and pointed it at the Priestess, but her anger hadn’t quite overcome her hesitation.“It’s all true! Why won’t you believe me!? Were you so blinded by Stanley’s lies that you can’t see the truth in front of you? Or maybe… you were in on it?”“How dare you! You who aren’t even ordained dare to presume not only to know the Light’s will better than I, but accuse me of heresy as well!”A flare of anger.“I’m not accusing you of heresy! I’m accusing you of APOSTASY! THERE’S A DIFFERENCE!”You grabbed onto Karen’s autistic rage and made her lunge forward. Your tip slid effortlessly between the priestess’ ribs and her sweet life force began to flow into you. Yesssss. Your curse started to take hold on Karen and a rosy tint spread across her cheeks as her nether regions became moist.“It feels... good to do the right thing.”“Oi! We heard a commotion, what’s going on!?”A pair of Holy Knights rounded the corner, there was something off about them. Their physiques weren’t particularly impressive but their right arms were unusually muscular and bulky.[Ah, sheeeet. Goon Knights.][What?][A break away faction of the Order of Retention, don’t let them jerk off.][WHAAAAT!?]Regardless of your surprise, you were only too eager to end anyone even loosely associated with the hated Order of Retention.Under your influence Karen pulled you from the Priestess’ corpse and took up a guard stance. Sure enough one of the knights unzipped his pants and… seriously the crazy fucker was actually trying to do that in the middle of combat!?>You have three bullets.>Kill the one who’s stupid enough to try and goon in the middle of combat.>A guy with a hand on his junk is no threat to you, the other guy is.>Shoot the gooner, stab… the other gooner who isn’t gooning. >Just shoot em both.
>>6426805>Kill the one who’s stupid enough to try and goon in the middle of combat.If this isn't enough to get her to believe they're fallen I don't know what will be.
>>6426805>Shoot the gooner, stab… the other gooner who isn’t gooning.If they are dangerous enough while gooning for Gat to warn about, best deal with the one already midway quickly. Should have time to simply stab the other one after that.
>>6426805>Shoot the gooner, stab… the other gooner who isn’t gooning.Kill'em both, Karen, where's your gun at?
>>6426805>Kill the one who’s stupid enough to try and goon in the middle of combat. Eternal retention for the gooning goon.
Rolled 2 (1d2)>>6426900>>6426947>>6427064>>6427105Wow, from one player asking me to continue the quest I've got four whole players!I've also got a tie so we'll have to roll a tie breaker.
Okay that's the shoot option, one of you roll me a d2, I don't want anybody thinking what happens next is my fault.
Rolled 1 (1d2)>>6427194what are the odds
[Take the gooner, I’ll take the gooner.]With a little nudge from Gat, Karen smoothly whips out the gun and puts a bullet in the goon knight’s head. The bastard climaxed just as he went down making for a very unpleasant spray of fluids.>You have two bullets.[Yuck, I am so glad I did not have to be in striking distance for that.]Karen needed little prompting to turn your blade on the second goon knight. With a quick injection of power she masterfully side stepped the crude blow from his oversized right arm and sliced it clean off. Redirecting the upward momentum she brought the blade down into his neck to finish him off.Warm arousal suffused Karen as your curse started to take hold. The pink fog clouding her mind made her highly suggestible. It didn’t take much to have her go on a killing spree throughout the rest of the cloister. Monks, nuns and other support staff fell to your blade and you drank their souls with gusto. In another age you might have corrupted and enslaved them in turn but your incarceration in the reliquary had left you so hollow that you now consumed souls rather than corrupted them. No army of minions for you. You’d have to work with just Karen for now.Eventually you reached the inner sanctum. Waiting within was an armoured man carrying a mace; a combat cleric.“Karen!” His booming voice crashed into her like a wave, briefly stripping the fog from her mind and chasing out your influence.“What have you done!?”“I-I did what I had to, this was a den of apostates! Father Stanley, he-”“Silence! You have spilled the blood of innocents on holy ground. Your crimes against the Church are grave! Throw down your weapons and repent.”“I-I”Not good, her mind was full of doubt, the memories of all the people she had killed raced through her mind without any filter to justify her actions. But underneath it all a sliver of anger, a resentment at being put in her place…>You have two bullets>Stoke that rage till it blinds her.>Assume Direct Control.>Just shoot the guy.
>>6427625>Assume Direct Control.Raging her might turn her into a battle-crazed freak and/or she regrets it after everything's said and done. Just shooting the guy might give her doubts about what he was saying and what she's done.At least this way gives her a way out. And hey! We could spin it as we saw the righteous rage within her and gave her the power to harness it. Of course, I've been wrong before.
>>6427625>Assume Direct Control.I agree with the other anon.
Sorry Anons I'll be delaying this update.
>>6428412No problem, looking forward to it.
>>6427625>Stoke that rage till it blinds her.We used to be a blade of corruption, not a blade of possession. But then of course, we are but a shadow of our former self and other anon's logic might be right.
Fuck it, Karen wasn’t far enough gone that you could manipulate her into fighting the Cleric with the conviction needed to win. While Karen wrestled with doubt you wrapped your essence round her like a snake. Her physical body stiffened as a golden light shone from her eyes.“Mine is a higher mandate than yours! The Light has judged thee and found you wanting!”Dashing forward you brought your blade down in a two handed strike that the Cleric barely blocked in time.“The Light itself condemns me!? But how?”You take advantage of his hesitation to force your locked weapon upwards before pivoting yourself round the hilt to perform a light cut to his head. The Cleric disengages, staggering backwards with blood leaking from his temple.You close in ready to finish him off but he recovers enough to take a wild swing at you with his mace. You’re forced to break off your own attack in order to evade. Despite his head injury the Cleric seems no less dangerous, pressuring you with a flurry of swings. A single solid hit on Karen’s frail body and it would be over. Karen herself wasn’t doing so great; the constant combat maneuvers you’d been pulling with her untrained body had almost certainly strained her muscles and torn a few ligaments, she would not be very mobile after all this… Eventually the Cleric tires and you find an opening. You lunge forward only to realise too late that it was a feint. You contort Karen in an awkward manner to dodge but your opponent still manages a glancing hit, breaking a rib and sending Karen tumbling painfully to the floor.The Cleric looms over you and raises his mace for the finishing blow.“I see you now deceiver, it is not the Light that guides you, for you: death-”A shot rang out as G’tanen quick drew himself and put a bullet into the cleric blowing the top off of his head.>You have one bullet.[You’re welcome.]By now Karen herself was unconscious from all the abuse her body had suffered. Her weapons hung limply in her hands as they forced her to stagger forwards towards the Cleric’s corpse.[This guy’s got a strong soul. I'll be eating well tonight.][Hey I softened him up for you!][Sure buddy.][If you’re such a bad ass why didn’t you just shoot him from the get go?][I wanted to give you a chance, oh Cleaver of the Rising Sun.]You grind your metaphorical teeth, in your prime, in the hands of even an average fighter you could have easily slain this two-bit servant of the Light, but now you had to constantly feed power into your weak host for her to perform the most basic attacks.[Look, Gat. I’m not asking you to give up your share, but you don’t have enough bullets for everyone and I can’t keep pouring every spare drop of energy I have into our host every time she needs to fight, so how about we combine our spoils and put them into a shared investment?][...Aight]>cont
>>6428860A Fell light suffused Karen’s body as she fell to the ground clutching her weapons and drifted into a deep slumber…---Karen awoke from strange dreams, the last thing she remembered was the Cleric empowering his mace with dark energy and dealing her a mortal blow before raising the sacred firearm to end him. It was of course memory manipulation on your part, allowing her to remember the Cleric’s cryptic words wouldn’t do: your hold on her wasn’t absolute.Slowly she got to her feet and stretched her stiff limbs. Strangely there was no trace of injury on her, in fact her limbs felt denser, thicker, stronger. Had she gotten bigger somehow? It would certainly explain why her clothes felt a bit tighter. Speaking of which…“They definitely weren’t like this before…” she whispered as she cupped a noticeably fuller breast.[You have passed a great trial, the Light has seen fit to grant you its blessings!]“Wah! Oh! Holy Sword! You’re still here. I-I’m grateful for the blessings but…”Karen glanced down in embarrassment at her newly enhanced chest and noticed that she was baring even more of her midriff. Her shorts also clung to a slightly more plush ass and thicker thighs.[Be not ashamed! Bear your blessings with pride as an example to the world!]“Um… okay.”[I wish we could have made her hotter.][Yeah well, after healing the internal bleeding, fixing her ribs, overhauling her neuro-muscular system and editing her memories this was the best I could do. Maybe if you hadn’t been stingy with your contribution I could have squeezed in another cup size.][Bruh. If I’m gonna have to bail you out of every fight, I need more ammo.]>Gat has created a bullet.>You have two bullets.Your argument ends abruptly as you hear a clatter and small curse coming from down the hallway.>Investigate the noise.>Withdraw deeper into the Cloister.>Write-In
>>6428861>“They definitely weren’t like this before…” she whispered as she cupped a noticeably fuller breast.Nice>New and improved Karen 2.0Damn nice.>Memory manipulation, modest physical boostingSubtle and adds a sense of urgency that we can get our shit rekted if we're not careful. I'm also liking the back and forth banter between Laevateinn and G’tanen. Great quest. >Investigate the noise.
>>6428918Thanks, glad you're enjoying the quest.MFW I get more unsolicited validation by rezzing an abandoned quest and inserting my barely disguised fetish into it, than I do running an original non-fetish quest...
>>6428861>Investigate the noise.Obviously QM wouldn't have made this plot hook if he didn't want us to take it.>>6429142Ok, but I gotta ask, what IS your fetish? Is it the bare midriff?
>>6429256>what IS your fetish?Guess my fetish is more disguised than I thought.Hoo boy there's a small list but without going into autistic detail I'll say that anime trope where a girl will go "Oh! My boobs have gotten bigger!", yeah that's on the list.Bare midriff is nice but it's more part of something else.Corruption in and of itself is not my fetish but it can be part of something that is. It'll become more obvious as the quest progresses. I kinda don't want to spell it out yet as I feel like that will reduce my will to keep running.
>>6428861>Investigate the noise>>6429344Thanks for not spelling it out - the speculation about it is actually part of the fun for me. Sentient guns? Gooners? Weird religious sexual practices? Clumsy chicks? All of the aforementioned have been part of my (most definitely erroneus) speculation so far...
Karen freezes before dropping into a crouch and making her way out of the inner sanctum. You can feel her fear and uncertainty but not with some satisfaction that she seems to handle you more confidently and no longer struggles to carry your weight. As you approach the source of the noise you eventually see several men in drab clothing carrying tattered backpacks. A thought passed through Karen’s mind: scavengers.[Damn, fuckers work fast, this place hasn’t even been cleaned out for… uh…how long were we fixing up Karen?][Ah shit… I lost track.]All the scavs carried improvised melee weapons but one had a beat up rifle strapped to his backpack. That meant bullets.[Kill these bozos and take their stuff?][Kill these bozos and take their stuff.][They kinda outnumber us though…]Some of the scavs kept watch while the others pawed at what was left of the cloister’s staff hastily pocketing anything of value.“Anatoly this is really suspicious, there's blood stains everywhere but not a single corpse. If whatever did this is still here we’re fucked.”“Well if we see anything we run. A cloister with its gates unbarred and unguarded is too good a haul to pass up.”Karen didn’t particularly feel like killing scavs. Sure she didn’t like them, but her morality hadn’t completely eroded yet. If you wanted her to slaughter these fools, you’d need to give her a reason. All you needed was one kill, then once the curse took hold Karen would be putty in your figurative hands…>Forget the scavs, Karen knew where the best loot was, best to grab it before the scavs did and escape.>Waaay too risky. Just leave the cloister via another exit and grind for XP elsewhere.>Give Karen a reason to kill (what?)>Write-In
>>6429437Tough decisions. On one had, we got our asses spanked and just barely recovered. On the other hand, we have more blood sacrifices.>Give Karen a reason to kill (what?)They have defiled this sacred place with their thievery. See if we can get Karen to tell them to leave first and then if they don't, then she has a reason to kill them.
>>6429437Sadly we haven't corrupted her enough yet to play damsel in distress or lone survivor of a tragedy. I'll just expand on >>6429588's approach then:>Write-InConvince Karen that the head priest could have been corrupted by some kind of scripture or idol and she can't allow some scavengers to loot this place until she makes sure that the corruption won't spread. She should give a short warning as to that danger and should they heed it and leave everything they took on the ground, they shall go unscathed. Should they not, we will have to put them down to protect what is good and right in this world.
>>6429437>>6429588I think playing into the "sacred place" argument is not really correct since we basically convinced Karen that this cloister was a den of apostasy occupied by unholy people. That being said, the second anon's reasoning is fine in that regard>support >>6429678This place was corrupted, we need to destroy or purify anything that may corrupt others like it did the monks, priests and knights. Before we do that, looting anything from here is a no-no.>>6429344>>6429349I was asking because I wondered if it was a potential deal-breaker for me in terms of whether I want to play this quest. But you're probably right, it's part of the fun to figure it out.
>>6429437>Forget the scavs, Karen knew where the best loot was, best to grab it before the scavs did and escape.If they happen upon us of course we'll be forced to defend ourselves...
Hey guys I potentially have a busy weekend ahead of me so there's probably gonna be no updates for the next three days. If you're lucky I might be able to squeeze one in but no promises.
>>6430484Thanks for keeping us in the loop. Enjoy your weekend.
>>6430484Ok, thanks for the heads-up.
Karen was a bit of a coward but she also had a heck of a sanctimonious streak. It didn’t take much effort for you to push her into confronting the scavs… which was good because you needed to save your strength for what came next.“Hey!”The scavs all turned to her raising their weapons, you felt her blood run cold and her confidence slip.“T-this place is a den of apostasy! A-anything you loot could be tainted by the forces of Darkness!”The scavs began to circle Karen. One of them stepped forward attempting to intimidate her, but you could see his eyes flick warily to you and G’tanen and he stopped just out of striking range.“So? Tainted goods will still trade. Light, Dark, it makes no difference to us. Why don’t you worry about yourself. Not all scavs are as upstanding as us, others might do terrible things to a lone girl like you, but us; we have no quarrel with you as long as you don’t get in our way.”You got the feeling he would not be so reasonable if Karen wasn’t armed and his gang weren’t spooked.[Ah fuck, he’s smart and reasonable.]The man was no fool, he clearly understood Karen was a potential threat but you could also sense an element of lechery in his gaze.Karen for her part was seething at being talked down to and leered at, but this emotion was also being kept in check by a combination of fear and… stupid morality about civilised people not slaughtering each other before negotiations failed.Arrrgh! You needed to get the blood flowing, just… one kill and you could go to town.>Stoke Karen’s anger and make her lash out, empowered by you she could probably take em… probably.>Nudge Karen to use her sexuality to get the scavs to lower their guard. She was too uptight for anything major but you could begin to corrupt her in a different way.>Tell Gat to start blasting. It would cost precious bullets but once you seized the initiative you could end the fight quickly. (You have two bullets)>Take the L and let Karen walk away.>Write-In((Sorry for the low effort post, I'm really not feeling it tonight but I didn't want to leave you guys hanging..))
>>6432238>Nudge Karen to use her sexuality to get the scavs to lower their guard. She was too uptight for anything major but you could begin to corrupt her in a different way.Bat her baby blue eyes.Keep'em coming man. Any lil' bit is better than nothing.
>>6432238>Nudge Karen to use her sexuality to get the scavs to lower their guard. She was too uptight for anything major but you could begin to corrupt her in a different way.
