The disagreements with Felìcita came to a head on the third day of traveling. Our map indicated that there was a small village a few miles away from our current position. Naturally this set off another argument with Felìcita. It started when I said, “Alright. Here’s the plan. We’re going to go into town, quickly, quietly and in disguise. We’re going to simply pick up supplies from the stores and-““No. We’re not doing that.”All of us turned in surprise to look at Felìcita. Why not?“The guard captain in this town is a good man. We’re going to go find him and get his assistance with reaching my father.”Which admittedly was a fair reason but, “Alright. What if he thinks we shouldn’t be helped?”“What do you mean by that?”
Forgot to mention this:First Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/27693404/Second Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/27726570/Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/QXuSBgGp
>>27759119“You received orders that said we were to be executed at dawn right? What if he’s received orders regarding us as well. Orders that said something like… we’re dangerous criminals who kidnapped the princess and are brainwashing her to work with us? Or that you were taken by us and need to be secured against your will because you caught a case of Captive’s Remorse Stockholm Syndrome and think you’re working with us? We should avoid this guard captain until we have more information about what’s going on, and that means we’re going in with stealth.”“An elf would never fall for such a simple lie like th-““YES! YES YOU WOULD! Okay? You’re not some sort of mystical superbeings, you’re just elves! Mortals like the rest of us! We can get fooled! And when you have someone with enchantment magic like Mr. Aldric, and don’t even start to tell me elves are immune to enchantment, then fooling you becomes really easy! Sorry, princess, but your royal authority carries no weight in a combat situation.”>This next section might take a while to write up. Be warned.
>>27759119the reason I was up 'til 2 in the morning is back again?I'm ok with this.
>>27759155>Princess getting told by a knightOh boy, I'm gonna love this part!This can only end well.
>>27759394Yay, I was just reading the last one this morning.Don't usually manage to catch it live.
>>27759439It's like everyone's dream of telling That Guy, who keeps trying to focus everything on him and his special snowflake, to go fuck himself.
>>27759545Being British can be harsh sometimes.Most of the time part 1 of the thread finishes in the early hours of the morning, and part 2 finishes during my work hours.
>>27759155“YES! YES YOU WOULD! Okay? You’re not some sort of mystical superbeings, you’re just elves! Mortals like the rest of us! We can get fooled! And when you have someone with enchantment magic like Mr. Aldric, and don’t even start to tell me elves are immune to enchantment, then fooling you becomes really easy! Sorry, princess, but your royal authority carries no weight in a combat situation.”As I turned back to the map, I heard the tensing of wood and bowstring that comes from someone drawing a bow, I turned around to see Princess Felìcita aiming her bow at me for the second time. With a steely glare she said, “Well then respect my authority as a squad leader in the border guard.”Some people just never learn. I was ill position to snap the arrow apart like I did last time, so I settled for kicking the bottom of her bow up, causing her shot to go high and get stuck in a tree somewhere. Before she could draw another arrow, I had pulled the bow from her had and threw it aside. She winced, expecting a second blow to the face but instead I grabbed her arm and started to drag her off back into the woods. As I left, I turned to my companions and said, “Wait here. There are a few things me and the princess need to discuss.”
>>27759884The next bit can be found here:http://pastebin.com/qMLCh4zf
>>27759893>So. My first time writing something like that. How did I do?
>>27759893>>27759905Well that escalated.
>>27759905Huh, not sure that was entirely necessary...
>>27759966Probably not, but I got the idea in my head last night and I couldn't get it out.Sorry about it.
>>27759983I guess we all knew where this story was headed, the sudden increase in speed was unexpected and especially with the newest girl.
>>27760012I figured it would be a good place to start as I needed a way to get her in line with the rest of the party and this was more about anger and frustration than intimacy.
>>27759905I think you did it pretty well. I recall a certain VN having a similar scene.I don't mind the way you wrote it. In fact, I think that fits in the knight's personality. I mean, in those times, it was not unusual for people to teach their kids a lesson like that.
>>27760038I guess it works out. I'll keep with this to the end as I'm a sucker for harem stories.
>>27759983I liked it. I thought it was goddamn hilarious.
>>27760056What was the VN?
>>27760102Unfortunately, I can't remember. I bet /vng/ knows.
>>27759955>>27759966>>27760012So that's three against and >>27760056>>27760075>>27760083three in favor. Huh. At least half of everyone is happy...
>>27760170two of the against were me and one of the favors was me.
>>27760170Oh and while I'm at it, what do you think of lewd cutaways with pastebin in general?Do you like them? Hate them? Think they take away from the story? Think I suck in general?
>>27760243I appreciate keeping them out of the main story. A lot of my favorite quests have used similar fade to blacks.And now you're making me miss Succubutt Quest.
>>27760254Wizard Curse Quest? That was pretty good too.
>>27760277Is that what it was called? It's been so long...
>>27760170>http://pastebin.com/qMLCh4zfI would have slaped her in the face, butt your way is ok too.
>>27760297That was a shitty pun
>>27759905Seemed alright, was worried for a moment that the story had taken a sudden 'harder' turn when it was in a separate pastebin, but stayed at an appropriate level.Hell, if it's good enough for John Wayne, it's good enough for our hero here. Spoiler'd in case you haven't watched McLintock! yet, go watch it now, good times.
>>27759893“Good girl. We’ll make a soldier out of you yet. Come on, lets get you cleaned up and meet back with the others.” We had barely left the area when we ran into Martina, Aimée, and Sieghild. With a start, I realized they were close enough to have overheard what I did to Felìcita. “… I thought I told you to stay where you were.”Martina blushed, “Well… you were taking a long time and we… um…”Aimée stepped in to cover for her, “We were worried that something happened to you!”Sieghild snorted, “Yeah. Something like an elvish princess. Heh, you should have heard them. They were worried you were going to take her into the woods and ‘make her yours’ or something.”Martina and Aimée both flushed furiously at that. Aimée shouted out, “Hey you were just as worried about it as we were!”This time it was Sieghild who turned a deep red, “I- it would have been a mistake. T-that’s all.Felìcita, who was beginning to realize that everyone had realized what happened was blushing furiously as the eyes of the rest of the women turned to her. In order to diffuse the situation, I looked around and asked loudly, “Say, where is Siegbert? I notice he’s not with you?”Sieghild laughed, “Oh I just pointed out some mudwort to him and mentioned that an ale could be brewed from that instead of hops. He’s busy gathering as much as he can to try to make a lager out of it.”We all laughed at that, a bit more then necessary possibly, but we all needed the tension diffused.
>>27760459After catching up with Siegbert, who was beginning to wonder where we all went, we continued to plan for our visit to town.“Alright, Siegbert and Martina, can you hit the general store? Get what supplies we need to continue traveling overland, Sieghild and Aimée, can you look at the smiths and armories to reequip our ammunition and such? Felìcita, can you keep an eye out for guards, especially those who are acting suspiciously? When everyone is done meet back in the tavern to confer with each other before we leave, I’ll hold a spot for us. Make sure to wear your cloaks, as conspicuous as they are, they will at least hide your faces and features in case there is already a description of us out.”As I entered the tavern, an airy wooden dwelling named The Falling Star, I saw there was a moderate crowd for this time of day. It was composed mostly of young elven women who were fawning over a human speaker. “Well good for him,” I thought to myself. To my minor concern, a lot of the town guard seemed to be in the crowd but they were also focused on the speaker and seemed content to ignore me so I figured that suddenly leaving would draw more attention than staying. I went up to the bar to order a drink (they only had elven pale ails, Siegbert would be so disappointed) and tried to find a corner that wasn’t already occupied by another mysterious cloaked figure. After finding a spot I still had to drive off a few would be adventurers with cryptic warnings about how “they are not the foretold ones,” or other nonsense like that. After clearing out all the distractions, I settled in to observe the area when I overheard what the speaker in the center of the crowd was saying.
>>27760479“With the magnificent spell crafted specially by my dear companion André, we set out to find this foul beast! After tracking the beast for days we finally were able to find its hunting grounds! We laid in wait for days, hoping against hope that we would catch the beast when suddenly it appeared in the far sky against the sun! André cast his spell and the beast crashed to the ground! With the discipline of trained soldiers we rushed forward to kill the beast when suddenly before us emerged its foul rider! A deathknight sworn to the most unholy demons and devils! Helplessly I watched him cut down dear André before my eyes and turn on my companions. My cleric companion was taken down by one of his succubi guardians and he slaughtered the rest of us like cattle! I say, if it wasn’t for that foulness made flesh, we would have slain the red terror!”One of the elven maidens clinging to the speaker’s story spoke up, “But Gaël, how did you get away from the deathknight?”The speaker sighed and put on a weary tone, “It is a sorry tale, you see after killing my dear friends in front of me, the deathknight seemed to grow bored of us. He sent his vile succubus demon to fight me in his stead. After a long and hard fight, I defeated the demon and banished it to the underworlds from whence it came! The deathknight seemed amused with me. He congratulated me on my battle prowess and offered me the chance to live. Had I known then what that bastard would do to our princess, I swear I would have fought him to the death instead.With that the speaker stood up on the table in a dramatic pose, I choked on my drink, the man telling this tale was the mercenary archer who ambushed us on the road to Hammerburg!>Enough about the pastbin I guess. Is everyone still enjoying the overall story?
>>27760545Yeah still pretty cool.So time to challenge the archer to a noble duel I guess?
>>27760545This is the time to show up and scare the shit out of him
>>27760617Or just greet him like you are best friends.
>>27760545Oh dear. Low profile plan might be in danger.>Is everyone still enjoying the overall story?Quite good sir.You have my jealousy for being able to produce so quickly as well.
>>27760646I believe that would achieve the same effect
>>27760545The archer, or Gaël as I should probably be calling him now, saw my spit take, jumped down from the table, and walked over to me. “What is this? Don’t you think I would have fought that foul knight?” “Keep calm,” I told myself. He evidently hasn’t recognized you yet. You might still make it out of this without alerting the entire town to your presence.I did my best to disguise my voice “Err… no brave warrior. I have no doubts about that at all…” Unfortunately it came out ridiculous sounding and seemed to only annoy Gaël more. He came over to me, egged on by the guards and his personal fan club. “Do you think you could have done better? Do you? Who the hell are you anyways?”And with that he snapped his hand out and pulled down my hood. As he saw my face, it was clear he recognized me. “Oh… oh Gods… its you! ITS HIM! THE DEATHKNIGHT IS HERE AMONG US! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES! RUN-“At this point I drew my blade, slamming the side of his head with the pommel as I did so. He crumpled to the floor like a house of cards. As the guards drew their own blades I went for the door to funnel them into a single file and called out at the top of my voice, “WE’VE BEEN MADE! WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!”
>>27760707As I fended off the guards coming through the door, I could see my friends moving as fast as they could. Felìcita, when not trying to use her bow at point blank range, turned out to be a decent archer and disabled several guards with shots to the feet and knees. I resolved to ask her whether that was intentional or not when we got out of this. By the general store I could see Martina and Siegbert running with their arms full of items the had purchased. Sieghild and Aimée came running from the smithy at the same time. Aimée’s arms were full of miscellaneous items from the store and Sieghild was shouting at her, “Hey we didn’t get a chance to pay for those!” Aimée retorted with “Who cares? We’re already criminals, just run with it! Both literally and figuratively!”
>>27760707>>27760826>Shit getting realAw yeah.
>>27760826Oh Aimée. You are the best.
>>27760826As they were heading out a figure in decorated armor was coming up behind me, I recognized from his armor filigree that he was the captain of the town guard. I remembered that this man was supposed to be a good man, I looked over to where Felìcita was and could see the unspoken plea in her eyes. I was being flanked by skilled opponents who wanted me dead and I didn’t want to kill any of them. This wasn’t going to be easy.I decided there was only one possible way out, lowering my guard for a moment I baited both the captain and the guard in the doorway to attack me. As they did so, I raised my blade, beat the doorway guards sword aside, stepped towards him and slammed into him hard, causing him to fall back into the other guards, knocking many to the ground in a cacophony of clanging armor and noise. As I had stepped back, the captains blow fell short and I immediately stepped back towards him, and pressed my foot against the side of his blade twisting it flat. As I leaned in towards him, my weight pulled the sword from his hands and I cut upwards, against his head, knocking his helmet clean off and leaving a scar on his face. I then brought my pommel down on top of his head, his eyes rolled up and he fell unconscious. As the remaining guards were still trying to get up I took the opportunity to head for my own horse and get out of the village.
>>27761357We beat feet for our horses, and managed to exit the village, surprisingly without causing anyone any injuries that wouldn’t heal over time or with magic. Once we were several hours away from the sound of pursuit, we slowed down and changed directions. I took the opportunity to make good on my promise to Felìcita to teach her what I knew, “Alright Felìcita. You wanted me to teach you right? Now I’m not a ranger, but I have worked alongside them from time to time. One of the first things they teach you is how to track and avoid being tracked. You see the prints our horses are leaving behind? Anyone could track us by those so lets try to get rid of them or obscure them. There are several ways to do this. The easiest way is to have someone take some branches or something and brush the ground behind us. It can’t be too even or too regular or else it would be just as good for tracking us as the hoofprints. Another option is to walk on hard surfaces or stones, but with horses that is a bit difficult for us right now. Now another way to avoid being tracked is to confuse your trail, by either backtracking or circling around or otherwise taking a complicated overlapping route. Note that few of these methods will work if your pursuer has a trained hunting dog, they can sniff your trail out and follow you anyways. One final method of evasion has some degree of success against dogs, but that is by no means a sure thing, and that is to walk in rivers or streams. The water will hide your physical tracks and should wash off at least some of your scent for dogs or other scent based trackers. So knowing these three options, which would you use right now?”To her credit Felìcita took the time to think about it. “Well we can’t reliably stay on hard surfaces with these horses, we don’t have time to slow down our pace so someone can brush our tracks away, and we’re not near a river, so I’d say we backtrack and loop around for now.”
>>27761471I beamed at her, “Good job girl. Well done. Alright everyone, lets loop around.” We must have laid a dozen false and overlapping trails for the next hour before we set out. As we were leaving I showed Felìcita how to conceal our actual trail with a branch by brushing it away. Siegbert surprised us all by producing some sort of pungent liquid that he threw on top of one of our few real trails. He claimed that it would disorient anything that was heavily reliant on scent to track.
>Ugh. Spent too much time on Felìcita lately.>Not enough time on Martina and Aimée.>Not nearly enough time on Sieghild.>Still in elf country so Felìcita will still be one of the more prominent characters. >MFW
>>27761556Obviously the characters notice the lack of attention as well and attempt to do something about it.
>>27761556The fact that you're self reflecting is encouraging.
>>27761556Only thing missing at the moment might be filling the others in on what happened in the inn, and their reactions.
>>27761583>>27761693Those bits are coming, don't worry about that.Hold on, I need ten or twenty minutes to clear my head before writing again.>>27761556>I just realized that even Siegbert deserves a little more screen time. Lager Crusaders for the win!
>>27761556Definitely make the knight's sword have an enchantment that makes him irresistible to women. If he gets it examined then have it hidden under enchantments of keen-ness or other combat things...or just never have him think about it getting examined.
>>27761763Remember, his sword is a flaming sword. You should always get that examined by a certified medical professional.
>>27761854It flames? I was unaware. I thought it just "felt right" and was well constructed.
Alright, while I recharge and prepare to write again I guess I can do a little Q&A. If you have any questions about the story or anything else, just ask.
>>27761912>>27761854There's an innuendo about dragons in here somewhere, but fuck me I'm too tired to make it.
>>27760254>>27760277I really miss that too. For a quest with such a name, it was amazingly thick with background and setting lore and well-written too! I think such details were lost however, obscured by people focusing only on the fetish aspect of the story.SPEAKING OF STORIES..!Looking damn good thus far. I'd give the descriptions of people and place a little more effort, personally... Right now, all I can remember of the cast's appearances is that Marina is a red-head in her human form; Siegbert is a male dorf; Sieghild is a buxom, female dwarf; Aimée is a pretty, human woman and Felicita is an attractive, female elf.Or maybe my memory is just shot. Either or.
>>27761938just draw a parallel to firebreathing and what burned first (breath or sword) and call it a day?
>>27761912Yeah. I mentioned it a while back when the Knight was killing the wizard in that first ambush. I'll admit that I haven't really brought it up since then. I'll have to do that more.Of course there may be properties that our Knight is unaware of still...>captcha: atemost HolehouseWhat? Captcha, are you trying to direct me to the fattest hobbit around?
>>27761988Hmm...Good point. I could go into a bit more description about each one if you'd like, do a few character page type deals.
>>27761752>ten or twenty minutes>only that long to recharge>mfwDid I mention jealousy earlier? I'd like to reiterate that.Keep up the good work.
>>27761937Have you based any characters on members of your game groups/their characters?
>>27762078That isn't the image I saved with that name.Sigh.
>>27762080Ha ha ha ha. God no. Just... no.
Hold up a second. Computer crashed. Be back in a moment to resume writing/ answer questions.
>>27762374Posted via phone by the way.
I stalked the mouse through the long grass. It hadn't seen me yet and I noticed it nibbling on a hazel nut."What a shitty last meal." I thought to myself before slowly creeping closer. This would be the easiest kill today. Eat, drink, sleep, then go talk to that cute girl I met earlier. What was her name again?... Eh. As if it matters I'm getting some foxy tai...CRACK!Fucking branches. The mouse looked in the direction if the noise and saw me just a few yards away. I made a sheepish grin before setting after it.The mouse was fast, but I was faster (of course. I mean look at these legs! DAYUM!). I jumped after it, but the mouse sidestepped and narrowly avoided my teeth.Frustrated I gave chase again. The mouse ran out on the great road and ran as fast as it could along the well-traveled path.Suddenly the mouse slowed down and I ran for the kill. Then the smell hit me. "Oh god!" I put my paws up on my snout to keep the smell out. "What is that stench?!"I looked up the road and saw a small group if adventurers riding away. Perhaps they were the reason for the smell? I shuddered to think of what foul deed could have created such an infernal smell. I looked around after the mouse, but it was gone.Fucking adventurers.
Alright I'm back up.>>27762078>>27762131Its not as nice as it sounds, I already know what to write and I just need to do it. Also since this morning, the story has become very Knight-Felìcita focused, and I just needed to back out of it. Also I kinda needed to get out of hyper focus mode, I'd been researching for this story today, everything from whether sabatons have soles, to how to evade tracking in the wilderness, to naming conventions from five different cultures. Just needed a small break from that.
>>27762043Was anyone interested in a "character page" of sorts?
>>27762586It would be nice, but at this rate you're getting into Fanfic/quest level territory. I'm not complaining at all, you're just putting in a lot of work for a story that started from "Lets go rescue a dragon from a princess"
>>27762573>>27762586Back to writing now. But if you still have questions go ahead and ask!
>>27762651Are you going to run out of knight pictures any time soon?
>>27762623Which is awesome. I like the story a lot (and that's not just because of the spanking) keep going.
>>27762661Let me check. >Checking character portraits>932 images total>Mostly knightsDoesn't look like it.
>>27762661His knight pictures are as limitless as the universe!
>>27762703You could say they are as numerous as stars in the knight sky
>>27762623>>27762673I'll try to write something up after this next update.>captcha: CAST chfavoEven captcha wants a cast list it seems.
>>27761489Freshly provisioned and now reasonably certain that we had eluded further pursuit, we continued on our path towards the heart of Albero Città. We still had a few days to go, but we were definitely nearing the heart of the small nation. That evening, as we set up camp, I told everyone about the archer, Gaël, and his “interesting” interpretation of events. Aimée was tickled pink to hear that she was a succubus and threatened/offered to “suck my soul dry” if I let my guard down. Martina was somewhat offended by the fact that she wasn’t the main star of the story and felt that she should have had a larger role. I promised that next time we fight a band of mercenaries I’ll let her take center stage. Siegbert was laughing his arse off after hearing both versions of events and Sieghild said that she wanted her own place in the next story, “I could do a decent valkyrie or something. Coming down to aid the fallen and all that in a heavenly glow. Don’t you think?”
This is the Diary of Force Commander Vannius Cryo. There are no relics inside this data slate, so eyes off.While this may seem odd, given my daily official reports, I have been advised by Sergeant Cyrus to write a more informal journal to help gather my thoughts, and hence be more mentally astute for the coming conflict.While it may seem an odd concept, given that our particular geneseed grants us a perfect memory, I must confess that there must be something in it, given Cyrus' near supernatural abilities to level battlefields.Perfunctory introductions aside, (seriously, why am I writing this? I KNOW why I did it. Perhaps I am missing some key point of this exercise.) the situation remains grave. Captain Thule decided to try out his revolutionary new Torso based close combat assault manouvre against a tyranid warrior, with disastrous results, and now I have been landed with the defence of three planets (one of whom seems to be challenging the Tyranids, Orks and Eldar to a bet as to who can wipe the planet out first. Their beaurocracy based strategem is winning out thus far.) I have naught but a handful of squads and the fourth company, henceforth to be renamed the laziest fucks in existence, to aid my endeavour.I have covertly authorised more liberal use of all the gear we've nicked over the years. While I would hesitate to field it in such numbers under other conditions, We hardly have much choice. Besides, I need to keep Tarkus from going in to a tantrum. I have no idea why nobody else, especially a veteran such as he, spotted why fielding a relic known as the BLIGHTED bolter, which seems to give unnatural strength to the wielder, might be a bit of a bad idea. Seriously, this is not fucking rocket theology.Entry ends.Additional. The Blood Ravens are famed for their abundance and use of Psykers. Given that this is the case, why the flying fuck do we not have any on our recruiting worlds?Entry actually ends.
>>27762924>>27762896well, shit.I always was a master of timing.
>>27762933Its okay. Working on the character sheets now so no need to stop.
>>27762957ah, OK.Well, it's 00:10 in bongland, but fuck it..
The Knight – Our dear nameless and faceless (so far at least) protagonist. Given his nameless/faceless nature a description of his appearance would be inappropriate. His personality however is kind and loyal. He won’t lead his friends into danger and won’t hurt people who don’t deserve it. He wears heavy armor and uses a sword. He is a competent swordsman and an excellent tactician, but a terrible archer. He also has a tendency to make poor decisions when drunk.
Martina – The dragoness Martina is a bit of a mystery to us. She obviously has some sort of emotional connection with us, which is why she stays around, but never even seems to acknowledge it. In her draconic form she is a fire breathing beast, a great winged lizard beast capable of ravaging nations and armies alike. In her human form she looks amazing, “like the sort of girl who would be on a nobleman’s arm as he went to the seedier sort of parties, but less… sleazy.” She has red hair and yellowish eyes which sometimes glow when she is using her magic. While she is emotionally closed off to others, she does get quite angry when someone makes a move on someone she has feelings for. She normally doesn’t wear much equipment as her innate draconic nature takes care of most of her protection and offensive needs. She is skilled in both enchantment and healing magics and can work both with ease.
Aimée – Aimée is a young maid that Martina (while under the influence of Princes Emile) abducted and used her enchantment magic on to enslave her as a servant. We rescued her when we killed Princess Emile and she has clung to me since. Evidently her father taught her how to be a serviceable thief and she has proven her use to us time and time again. Aimée is a young human woman with dark hair and fair skin. When not expecting trouble or not out in the wilderness, she likes to wear her maid uniform and tries to make herself as useful to me as possible. When in danger or the wilds she has taken to wearing skin tight leathers and practicing her stretching and acrobatics where I can get a good view of her. Apart from the maid’s uniform and the leathers, Aimée usually has a small assortment of knives on her that she can use with uncanny accuracy.
>>27762078I've been 'recharging' for nearly two years now.What the fuck is wrong with me?>>27762651First: Just how much of the world and setting do you have planned out from the get-go and how much are you making up on the fly and incorporating into the story?Second: Are you constraining yourself by the conventions of archetypical roles in the party? By that I mean, are our merry band culled from entries in the Player's Guide, or some other class-based fantasy system, or are you simply making this all up, as it fits?Third: How far ahead have you planned the story out?Fourth and finally: How large is the party going to get? Or are you just adding (and potentially removing) members, as and when it seems to fit?
Attention Diary.I believe I ought to gather my thoughts on my rather small command, with reference to the latest operation.Tarkus proved to me that, despite his appaling lack of judgement in terms of blatantly corrupted weaponry, he can make calculated decisions on the battlefield. He also refused to fucking die. I'm not averse to this, given his qualities as a 2IC, but he frankly takes the piss. The response to an Eldar Skewering one in the chest ought to be to gurgle a bit and die. it should NOT be to give an irritated glance and proceed to headbutt the wielder until he dies/has a mental breakdown.Speaking of Eldar, he has a remarkable ability to bypass their normally unknowable features.With a few choice words about some bint named Isha and one of the foul powers, they went absolutely Jokaeroshit and charged him. Sadly for them Avitus' shit eating grin, followed swiftly by a hail of bolter rounds, was waiting round the corner.Speaking of which, I really need to watch him. Even Cyrus would tell that guy to lay off the depressing crap.Fortunately my other walking murder machine is far more... amiable. I wouldn't say controllable, or even stable, given his habit of bouncing around on his jump pack like a White Scar tripping balls, but at least he doesn't depress everyone.Our other member, Martellus, is a mystery. He has all the emotional dissatchment of his kin, but he has curious quirks. For example, when Cyrus attempted to visit Captain Thule's stasis pod he nearly had a fit. Granted with him being a techmarine this amounted to his shouler twitching a bit, but By their standards it's a riot of emotion. Curious, I used my authority and visited myself. I currently have no explanation for the other dreadnought, nor for the blackboard with the words BROTHA =/= BROTHER standing next to it.Post mision Addendum - Tarkus recently reacted to being impaled by an Avatar of Khaine with a two finger salute. I think I'm going to cry.
Think I may go to bed now, work's going to be shit enough as it is.All I can do is hope somebody enjoyed my ramblings while the real deal got on with his work.
>>27763251Alright, let’s go through this.>The WorldNow I've left the overall setting and details vague to keep this story from becoming too specific. In all, its actually set in a homebrew world from one of my games, but in a small section of it that almost no one deals with. This way I can keep it general enough that anyone can understand it. I've never actually defined this area of the world in my games so the entire region was made up. The Realm has only been defined as the place the Knight is form, Aimée's city lacks a name yet, and Hammerburg and Albero Città were made up on the fly as soon as I had them plan their journey back in thread two. I have a vague idea of where they are going next but lack most details and even a name.>Archtypes and the Player's HandbookYes and no. This world is based on the standard D&D/Pathfinder campaigns, but I've moved some things around to make storytelling easier. For instance arcane casters like Martina can use some healing spells and I’m not worrying too much about the specific crunchy bits.
>>27763251>>27763581>Planning.Ha ha ha. I originally came up with this idea when I heard some girl complain about how guys only wanted to solve their problems, not listen to them. I thought to myself, "It's how we were raised. We always heard stories about the brave knight rescuing the princess from the evil dragon. The princess never wanted to just talk about her problems in those. As men we are expected to act, not just listen!" Then I thought, "You know, a princess who only wants her problems listened to would be a pretty funny greentext on /tg/. So I posted one and then another. And then I thought, why not try to fill this out a bit more? Maybe an actual short story like the kind that BlindSlug was doing with the aliens. And now here I am, almost 22,000 words later and I'm not sure what exactly happened. I have a vague idea of how the story is going to unfold, but the details are completely up in the air. For instance, I didn't know that the party would be captured by the elves until they were leaving Hammerburg. I have a vague idea of what’s happening next, but I have no idea how it’s happening.>Party SizeI have no idea. I really don’t. You saw what I said about planning up there, right? I didn’t know that Aimée was going to become a character until it had basically happened. I also intended for Siegbert to be the only party member from Hammerburg but as soon as I introduced Sieghild as an information source, she wound up becoming family, and then becoming a protective big sister, and then suddenly a party member. I’m really not sure how many more people are going to be joining the group.
>>27763450Thanks for covering for me! Much appreciated!Hey, I almost forgot that I need to do some work for the next hour or two. I'll be back after that to keep going though! Keep the thread alive/archived for me!
>>27763371>Fortunately my other walking murder machine is far more... amiable.I have GOT to find to work that phrase into my life.
>>27763596>here I am, almost 22,000 words later and I'm not sure what exactly happenedGod do I know that feeling. You go to write something really short and it ends up going, "Nope! You're taking me to the fucking publisher's, if it's the last thing I do!" Some stories just want to be told, I guess.I'd personally have kept Amilee as a squire-type, rather than the obvious route of a rogue. But then, I'm just a sucker for pure maidens in armour.Frankly, at the rate things are going, Sir Anon ("It's pronounced 'Ay-non',") is going to wind up becoming a fully fledged dragon knight, complete with court of companions. And you know what? I am totally okay with that.What made you decide the Elves were going to have Spanish naming conventions, out of curiosity? I mean, Dwarves and Germans isn't much of a stretch, but Spanish Elves? That's a new one.>If you'll excuse me, I need to blow something up. Just the idea of society making men afraid to act, for fear of upsetting someone's delicate and nonsensical sensibilities, has got me wanting to scream "Misandry!" and attack passers by with a side of beef.
>>27762043I would say that I enjoy the lack of description in your writing. It keeps the story moving forward and the few bits of fluff you thrown in plus your pictures give more than sufficient material for imagination to work with.
>>27759905i chuckled the whole time i was reading it.i got to ask if the elves in this setting has that stereotypical long life or just longer than the average human, like maybe 130 or so.
>>27763596I appreciate your story so far. I would suggest keeping the dramatis personae down to what we have now. I mean, we are already seeing the development of the individual members of the cast slow.
>>27763596>Party SizeAs many as it takes, man. If it feels like you need an entire family-turned-army, so be it. Never let barriers bar you (hah!) from greatness, but always trust your inner monologue should things get too wacky. That said, Jackie Chan is great.
>>27764618Aye, this. Development of characters is always a must.
>>27764925as someone who isn't good with names.please no.
>>27763596eh, might want to keep it a small party.
>>27763596i feel like the dwarf siblings are this story's pip and marry from LotR, instead of food they talk drinks.
I'm back. I'll answer a few more questions then get back to writing.
>>27764099>What made you decide the Elves were going to have Spanish naming conventions, out of curiosity? I mean, Dwarves and Germans isn't much of a stretch, but Spanish Elves? That's a new one.Its not Spanish but you're close. Its another Latin based language. The are a few clues and several jokes hidden in my names.>MisandryIts not meant to be a Misandry/Misogyny issue/thread. The woman was just venting about work and the guy was just trying to help by giving her solutions to the problems. Its just an odd juxtaposition of someone needing someone else to listen and someone trying to help as best as they can that wound up not helping anyone.>>27764296Thanks. I'll try to keep extraneous details out of the story.>>27764481Glad someone enjoyed it at least.Elves tend to age slower than humans. I had them at 1.5x to 2x human aging initially but 130 sounds about right for how the story is turning out.>>27764618>>27764925>>27765306Well. Someone's going to end up disappointed. Wish I knew who it was. On the one hand, I am already having enough trouble finding time to develop the characters I have. On the other, I really want to see where this goes.
Siegbert – Siegbert is a young male dwarf alchemist with an obsession about the new brewing techniques used to craft Lagers. Until recently he and his father got along well, the only argument being about how much time Siegbert spent listening to his Uncle Wolfgang’s stories of adventure. However with the development of Lager, the traditionalist father and his innovative son found themselves at cross purposes. After a particularly bad argument Siegbert left his home and joined up with the Knight. Siegbert has reddish brown hair and always reeks of some mixture of alchemical supplies and hops. He typically carries at least a few beers on him at any given time along with his regular alchemist equipment.
>>27766287You should probably cap the party characters at what you have. The number anyway, if Siegbert stumbles upon a town in the islands that loves lager then you could lose him in exchange for a local that has pertinent info (for instance).6 is already larger than you can reasonably develop at once, but it does allow for a good deal of interplay so you can spice up your writing at will..
Sieghild – Sieghild is the older sister of Siegbert. When Siegbert left home, Sieghild went after him to make sure that he returned home safe. She is staying with the Knight out of a desire to protect her little brother, although that could change in the future. Sieghild is a young and very buxom dwarven woman with blond hair and well developed hips. She typically wears heavy dwarven armor and wields a battleaxe and a tower shield.
>>27766287I'm going to guess Italian, for the Elves.
>>27766428sieghild will go with her brother, so 2 slots will open up.
Felìcita – Felìcita is the Crown Princess of Albero Città and a squad leader in their border guard, a position she gained and kept through the power of pure nepotism. She ambushed the Knight and his compatriots as they entered Albero Città and was knocked out by the Knight. Her companions succeeded where she failed and captured our party. However later that night Felìcita freed the Knight and his friends because they were due to be executed in the morning by the mysterious Mr. Aldric, a figure who slipped into her nation’s political scene seemingly overnight. She has followed the Knight since and despite one easily solved disciplinary issue, she has proven to be a loyal member of the team. Felìcita is a young elf with platinum blond hair and a graceful but well rounded body. She prefers wear light armor and use her bow, although she has a tendency to use it far too close to her target.
Alright. With that out of the way, I can now get to - you know - actually writing.
Rolled 9>>27767054She wouldn't necessarily leave at the same time. "You can stay here until we finish up this quest, brother, but once it's done I'll come and drag you back to Father's if I have to."Have him create the perfect lager in the party's absence, and his father begins serving it due to a combo of his son coming back and it being so good.
>>27766428>>27767054>>27767260>>27767260I'm having Baldur's Gate flashbacks. Thanks guys.
>>27760170You know, Knight anon, are you sure you are not the Crusader Anon who always showed up to all the Christian discussions and was a resolute man in his faith and a consistency in /tg/?
>>27767620I can't say I am. Sounds like a decent guy though.
>>27767620Do you have a link to any archived threads where he posted? I don't think I've heard of him before.
>>27767750Let me find it. Give me a sec.
>>27762896Freshly provisioned and now reasonably certain that we had eluded further pursuit, we continued on our path towards the heart of Albero Città. We still had a few days to go, but we were definitely nearing the heart of the small nation. That evening, as we set up camp, I told everyone about the archer, Gaël, and his “interesting” interpretation of events. Aimée was tickled pink to hear that she was a succubus and threatened/offered to “suck my soul dry” if I let my guard down. Martina was somewhat offended by the fact that she wasn’t the main star of the story and felt that she should have had a larger role. I promised that next time we fight a band of mercenaries I’ll let her take center stage. Siegbert was laughing his arse off after hearing both versions of events and Sieghild said that she wanted her own place in the next story, “I could do a decent valkyrie or something. Coming down to aid the fallen and all that in a heavenly glow. Don’t you think?”As the evening died down, we began to move past the ridiculous nature of Gaël’s story and got to setting up camp. It has been an exciting day. Hopefully tomorrow will be a little bit more relaxed.
>>27768010Dear Journal,Hopefully today will be more relaxed because last night certainly wasn’t. It started out in the women’s tent with Sieghild teasing Felìcita about having to sleep on her stomach and the pained expressions she was making as she bounced up and down in her saddle today. Felìcita tried to claim that she had stomach pains, but none of the other girls believed it.Sieghild even said, “Oh? Is that what we overheard this morning? Was our dear Knight mealy helping you with your indigestion?”At this point, evidently Felìcita crossed the line by saying, “Just because he doesn’t even look at you during your sparring sessions doesn’t mean that you can take it out on me!”And that’s where it got ugly. I wound up having to separate the women into different tents, naturally because there wasn’t enough room for me in those tents (actually there was but I had the sneaking suspicion that me asking about it would start another fight) I wound up resting outside under a relatively thick tree.
Rolled 27>>27768028Heh, the Virtuous Knight. Pure as snow.
>>27768028The Knight is basically an old paladin figure who has seen enough of this world.
>>27767959I can't seem to find it. He disappeared off /tg/ for three to four years already. He used to be a good man to see on /tg/. All I remember was that he had crosses in his username. Too bad the archival search turned up nothing.
>>27768080>>27768145Very close to true. However he's not quite that old and there's definitely more of the world he'd like to see still.
Rolled 2>>27768518"More of the world he'd like to see still."Don't worry, we can read between the ahem lines.
>>27768633I think it's more like curves actually...
>>27768518I have a feeling his consent is not required for light to be shed on the lands of the female members of the party.
Rolled 74>>27768680 A-hohoho.
>>27768028The next morning started off promisingly enough with the issues of the prior night seemingly faded below the surface. Felìcita still was getting laughed at every time she winced from bouncing on her saddle but the outright hostility had died down a bit. We were only a day or two from the heart of Albero Città and as such we needed to start making plans for whatever came next. We gathered around midday to take a break and eat whereupon I broached the subject.“Felìcita, how much of Albero Città’s layout do you remember exactly? We’re going to need a way into the city.”Felìcita chewed on her jerky for a moment then responded, “I remember a lot of the noble and theater districts as well as some of the other upper class areas. However I never really got to know some areas very well, such as the slums or the other poorer districts. I’m sure you can see why.”“Fair enough I guess. Do you at least know an easy way into the city past the guards?”“Unfortunately that is gong to be difficult. Albero Città is a tree city. The only ways up there are the bridges from the ground level and those are almost constantly guarded.”“Almost constantly?”
>>27769135You have no clue how much this game makes me want to play the Mask of the Betrayer again. Now only if I will understand the epic game system...
Short break. Back in a few.
Holy crap. I just realized I have been writing for about 10 or so hours more or less. No wonder I'm feeling burnt out. I'll try to get some more in tonight but I don't know how productive I'll be.
>>27770355Get some rest knight.
>>27770355you should rest man, maybe a week or two after this too. You are dishing out the story pretty quickly already.if this was a quest the storyline will at the inn, in which tg shitstorms about ales.
>>27770410>alesLager master race! Lager is the future of beer!
>>27770427NO!Ales are superior!Ales over all!
>>27770410hey man, i take alcoholic drink seriously.figuratively and literally.>>27770427REAL MEN DRINK STOUTS.
>>27770484>Ales uber allesHeh.
>>27770410>>27770427>>27770484>>27770491>>27770498>MFW I created a new thing to argue about on 4chan.
>>27770693We'd argue about anything
>>27770725No we won't!
>>27770725Circle vs. HotWhich is true and which is false?
>>27770798Neither, everything in the world is impermanent and therefore has no real meaning besides what we give it.
>>27770725i concur sir!
>>27770738That's not an argument, you're just contradicting him.
>>27770902I can't say I agree with you, sir. It may not be a well backed up argument, but it takes issue with the statement so...
Alright. Sorry guys and gals. I wasn't able to do a lot and I've got to crash. Hopefully I'll be able to pick up in the morning and get started up again.Thanks,Knight of the Realm
>>27772005Have a good one
still awayting our knight in shining armoryours, damsels in distress
>>27773115princesses, not even once.
I hope the sword to have an enchantment "..of royal blood slayer"
>>27770693You're all wrong. Cider > beer. Any day.Also, as for the inns and booze, I feel I should promote my coming-soon project of Tavern Quest.It's a quest thread about a tavern. With ale and wenches and economics.
>>27775803>cider>better than beer in any given situationIt's like you hate good things!
>>27775843>anything better than Ale, ever
>>27775843Tell me you don't like the idea of chilling out after a long day, cracking open a can of cider chilled simply by leaving it in the cold for a few minutes, and just kicking back and relaxing.
>>27775852You are literally worse than Hitler.
>>27775803>>27776033somebody hold me back
>not drinking mulsum (honeyed wine)..>not drinking mead...you all sure like bitter shit.
>>27776107>hating AleYou literally made Adolf Hitler get off his dick-throne in the midst of the flames of hell, walk into the bathroom, and sob quietly in the corner of a shower. He held a bottle of cheap whiskey in his shaking hand, no longer secure in his position as the world’s least likeable human being.
Alright. I'm back.I've just got to go grab some lunch then I'm back to writing.
>>27776122>>27775803I approve these messages.
>>27775803They already made that one. Though yours might be a bit different.
>>27775803come to the basque country and enjoy.
>>27769135The next morning started off promisingly enough with the issues of the prior night seemingly faded below the surface. Felìcita still was getting laughed at every time she winced from bouncing on her saddle but the outright hostility had died down a bit. We were only a day or two from the heart of Albero Città and as such we needed to start making plans for whatever came next. We gathered around midday to take a break and eat whereupon I broached the subject.“Felìcita, how much of Albero Città’s layout do you remember exactly? We’re going to need a way into the city.”Felìcita chewed on her jerky for a moment then responded, “I remember a lot of the noble and theater districts as well as some of the other upper class areas. However I never really got to know some areas very well, such as the slums or the other poorer districts. I’m sure you can see why.”“Fair enough I guess. Do you at least know an easy way into the city past the guards?”“Unfortunately that is gong to be difficult. Albero Città is a tree city. The only ways up there are the bridges from the ground level and those are almost constantly guarded.”“Almost constantly?”“Yes…”I could tell there was something that Felìcita didn’t want to talk about. “I won’t pry, Felìcita, but if there is something that can help the group get into the city safer, it would be better for both us and Albero Città.”Felìcita sighed, “All right. The is a small entrance near the noble’s quarters. A lot of the children of prominent families tend to use it to sneak away from their homes and go out. Unfortunately its in the noble’s quarter which is heavily patrolled by guards and there is a decent chance that we could be seen, but at least its not a sure thing like with the other entrances.”“Well then that’s our best chance. Any objections?”
>>27778045Everyone seemed to accept this option so we began to circle around so we altered our course so we could approach the noble quarter. At about noon the next day, Felìcita turned to us and said with a smile, “All right everyone. Just over this next ridge we should be able to see the city.”I’ll admit that Albero Città took my breath away. It was a beautiful city. It reminded me of the tree house I made as a kid, not the actual wooden box nailed to some branches at about head height that I actually built, but the tree house as I imagined it was, a majestic realm high above the world and its cares. Even Sieghild seemed impressed, “You know, elven architects can't use stone properly or even build something that doesn’t look like it wouldn’t fall over in a strong wind, but the is a chance that they might – just might mind you – actually know something.”Martina snorted, “It doesn’t even touch on the Dragonmoot fortress.”Aimée was a little disappointed, “You know, when I heard that Albero Città was a tree city, I kinda was expecting vines that people could swing from building to building on, or at least ropes. There’s just bridges and platforms everywhere.”Rolling my eyes at their antics, I turned to Siegbert, “So what do you-“I stopped, Siegbert had his spyglass out and was staring off into the distance at some point beyond the city, a look of absolute horror on his face.“Siegbert? What’s wrong Siegbert? What did you see?”He turned to me, face pale. “I-I s-saw v-v…” “What? What is it?”“Vineyards! We’re in wine country!”I swear this group is going to be the death of me.
>>27778058>“Vineyards! We’re in wine country!”
>>27778058>>27778115He's right though. Wine is disgusting.
>Looking around /tg/ in between posts.>See:>>27774884>>27774938>Worried I won't be able to post half my knight pictures as this thread gets goingI may have to diversify my images towards the end of this thread, my apologies /tg/.
>>27778248I think we can forgive you.
>>27778058We made our way to the edge of the city near the nobles quarters. Felìcita, using Siegbert’s spyglass, pointed out to us the small, almost unnoticeable, handholds and footholds that would allow us to climb up the tree to the city. It looks like a long climb and I don’t want to be caught in the middle of it at dark. We’re camping the night here and embarking in the morning.Hopefully things will go smoothly.
>>27778384Dear Journal,I don’t have a lot of time to update you, but I feel I should at least try to recount what happened before I go to what may be my death. We started the day off well, everyone got along surprisingly well last night and we got to climbing early. Siegbert was having some problems with the climb, so we stopped and had him give his alchemist equipment to Martina to hold in her bag. We also had him store his leather armor in there too, in hindsight that was a mistake. You see, the Albero Città guard was waiting for us. Almost as soon as we got to the top we came under arrow fire, the bodkin arrows the elves use would have punched through my armor so I ducked behind a nearby wall and took cover. Martina, Felìcita, Sieghild, and Aimée wound up behind a building on the other side of the killzone from me. Suddenly Siegbert came up, the poor lad has had so little combat experience. He tried to hide behind a thin wooden fence. I immediately ran to get him and almost pulled him to safety when a crossbow bolt came out of nowhere and struck him in the neck. He’s bleeding pretty badly, I can’t stem the flow and Martina is still pinned down on the other side and can’t get to us in time. However the Albero Città have a medic with them… perhaps I can barter my surrender for his healing. I’ve already waved the women off, they must think I have some sort of genius plan to win but honestly I don’t have anything. I’m writing this down and will toss it onto a nearby rooftop so at least Aimée might find it.In case I don’t come back, goodbye journal. Give my love to everyone.
Alright really quick, I need to call for an actual vote on something. Before we had more or less decided that our protagonist would have no name, however the next section of this story will come from someone else's POV. I can keep calling him Sir Knight and the Knight and so on, but it feels a little artificial.Any preferences as to whether he gets a name or not?If you want a name, do you have any ideas on what his name should be?Thank you for your contribution,Knight of the Realm
>>27778544I'm all for the idea that he was humble enough that never thought it worth mentioning, a fact that causes great distress when everyone realises that they never bothered to ask.
>>27778544I don't want to ruin the nameless thing now, honestly.
>>27778544I'm ok with him not having a name. Or his name being Knight
>>27778544Wanna keep with the nameless thing for now
>>27778567I like the idea of the nameless knight.On a slightly related note, The Prince of Persia Trilogy is one of my favorite game series. The game never really revealed the MC's name and it worked quite well.
>>27778544Well it would be kinda funny to have the adventure end with the other characters realizing that no-one actually knows his name.
>>27778544I agree with everyone else, nameless is good. Maybe, maybe give him a name at the end when you have everyone realize they never asked his name.
>>27778567>>27778571>>27778598>>27778609>>27778625>>27778632>>27778634Well that's settled then. The no names have it.
>>27778490[In a different handwriting]Dear Journal,As you (Oh what am I saying, you’re a journal you can't think. In fact you’re not even a you. You’re an it. However Sir Knight always referred to you as a person, so I guess I will too. Out of respect for him at the very least.) may have noticed I am not your previous owner. I am the Martina that he so often wrote about. That idiot Knight has gotten himself captured for the sake of a dwarven drunkard! I can barely even see straight for my anger at that wretched fool! Couldn’t he have found some way to stay with me us?We have found a relatively seedy inn, Felìcita the damned bitch who told us to use that accursed route in the first place, led us there. It was a quiet journey to say the least. The innkeeper is a man who doesn’t ask questions about his clientele which is nice, but he has the most unreasonable habit of charging us for the crappy furniture I may have set fire to in my anger. Now we’re sitting in a large private room. Sieghild is sobbing her eyes out crying about losing “both of them,” Felìcita is looking at the ground sadly, and Aimée is sulking that I’m the one who gets to keep recording in this journal “even though she found it.” Sorry Aimée, but I knew the Knight the longest (Even if barely and through combat at that) and I should be the one in charge of this.
>>27778674Well this is intriguing.
>>27778674>That me at the end of the first paragraph was supposed to be in strikethrough. Does that still work on /tg/?
>>27778773Doesn't look like it.
>>27778674I miss-Huh that is odd. I’m beginning to see why the Knight prefers to write in you so often, and I may be beginning to see why he calls you a you as it were. It is comforting to be able to confess your thoughts to someone else, even if it is an inanimate book.I miss the Knight. One of the few secrets about dragons that is actually a secret is that we don’t like leaving our lairs. It’s a sort of racial predisposition to social phobias and avoidant personalities. We don’t socialize with each other often, and we prefer to spend our time in our lairs counting and organizing our treasures. And when someone does manage to breach our homes we react violently. In all fairness, dragons barely manage to be a race at all. A little more distance between us, a little less impetus to mate, and we would die off within a generation or two. Admittedly our generations would span much of the history of other creatures but that’s neither here nor there. But the knight was different. He broke in to my castle and tried to remove something that wound up being a danger to me. Then when that princess did turn on me, he returned and saved my life. He continued to stand by my side even in the face of Regulus the Terrible and the entire Dragonmoot. I began… I began to feel… comfortable around him. Like he was a mobile lair that I could relax around. When I woke up in the night because of a strange noise in the distance or a breeze or air current around my skin that wouldn’t be there in a lair, he was always nearby and I could relax again. Now that he’s gone… I don’t know what to do.I think I’m done writing for now. I need to do some thinking about what I should do next.
>>27778674>mfw her human form is Carmen Sandiego
>>27778825I have a feeling that all the girls are going tot end up writing in that journal by the time this is all done.
>>27778825[Another hand, different from before starts writing here]Dear journal,Heya its me Aimée! You know, the beautiful lovely girl that your owner is so enchanted by right? (I would look through your pages to make sure, but that feels like cheating somehow, which I normally am on board with but somehow feels wrong in this case.) So that Martina bitch is now sulking in the corner, she claims she is “deep in thought” but I’m pretty sure she’s crying. I mean, I don’t see any tears, but occasionally you see steam coming from around her eyes and remember that she is some sort of fire dragon thing. Now don’t be put off by my cheereful tone, I’m just as distressed as the rest of the girls about the Knight’s capture, but I have a plan! I’m going to break the Knight out of jail! It will be a daring rescue that will involve all my acrobatic skill and cunning talents! I’ll burst into the jail and defeat all the guards by dodging all their blows and stunning them with well placed strikes! Then, I’ll cunningly pick the lock to the Knight’s cell and we’ll escape into the night! But other guards will come! We’ll have to run! We’ll make it to the rooftops and begin a high speed, high risk chase! We’ll get away by cutting up the rope bridges and tuning them into swinging ropes so we can move freely while the stupid guards are dumbfounded! Eventually we’ll get a safe distance away and we’ll have a moment alone… He’ll look into my eyes and say “Aimée, I couldn’t have done all of this without you.” I’ll try to brush it off by saying all I did was help him get out of jail, and he’ll then say, “No, not the jail escape. All of this. I wouldn’t have had the strength to go on without you, I love you Aimée.” And then he’ll slowly take off-Hold on, Sieghild just started talking. The damned dwarf just totally stole my idea for a rescue! I’ll get back to you later>That was fun to write.
>>27778544I kind of like just sticking with Sir Knight. You really can't write it using entirely pronouns? "him, he, we, you, argghhhhh, Sir K-, my friend, my enemy, the scourge of Hammerburg, etc."
Though I'd check again on how is the story going so far?Do you like the alternate perspectives? I currently have only a few planned for right now but more can come up later if they are popular.
>>27779103We also can see a bit of the character development that the ladies have to go through here so there is that too.
>>27779103I certainly wouldn't be averse to them.Though I am looking forward to more Dorf/Martina screentime
>>27778961It was fun to read too.
>>27779103they are good for knowing the personality of the party's members.
>>27779145Yes, for getting inside their heads. What did you think was going to be here?
>>27778961[Yet another hand starts this journal entry]Dear journal,This is Felìcita speaking. Or more precisely, this is Felìcita writing. From the way that Aimée began breathing heavily I’m sure that this is a relief from whatever she was writing down.I know I haven’t been the most impressive member of this party so far. I’ve caused more problems for this group than the other three – well four actually, somehow I wasn’t counting Siegbert – put together. I’ve botched ambushes, threatened Master Knight, made his life harder by making him hold back in fights against elves, and now I led him into an ambush that got him captured! I don’t know if he’ll ever forgive me. And I need him to! He’s the only person who ever made me stop and think about what was really important, made me pay attention when I needed to learn something. As a princess, I could just order inconvenient people away. If someone tried to tell me something I could shut a metaphorical door in their face and continue to amuse myself with my own delusions. However Master Knight kicked that door down, seized me and pulled me out into the real world and promised to guide me through it! I can’t lose him, I don’t want to go back to being a spoiled princess anymore and I don’t know anyone else who can make me change like he did!Sieghild is talking about how we all need to work together to rescue Master Knight. I’m going to cooperate fully with her and do whatever she says for a change. I’ll prove to Master Knight that I can be a good member of the team! If I can do that, maybe he’ll forgive me and let me keep following him!Goodbye journal, hopefully we’ll get both of us reunited with our Master soon!>She may have a few issues coming up.
>>27779317She's taking to this sub thing well.
>>27778961>And then he'll slowly take off-This made me laugh heartily, good sir.
>>27779317[As some might expect, a fourth handwriting begins here]Hello Journal,Pretty much all of the other ladies have taken their turn writing in you, so I suppose its time to confess my own sins. I can’t believe that Sir Knight got captured. I can’t stop blaming myself. I was supposed to be the one who was taking care of Siegbert, not the Knight. He did tell me in the Schatten Gilde tunnels that he would treat Siegbert as if he was his own brother, but I didn’t expect him to follow through! I knew he was somewhat honorable at least, but… but I didn’t expect this! [Two splotches mark the paper here as though drops of water fell on the page]There is no good stone to engrave a vow in to be found in this damned city, but I can at least put this oath in writing. I swear by my ancestors, that I will have Sir Knight inducted and honored as a member of our family one way or another. He deserves it. There are a few ways I can do this, some more appealing than others, but it will happen.
>>27779362But I’m a dwarf, not some flighty elf. My emotions and my intentions for the future can wait. I have work to do first. I need to rescue Sir Knight and my brother from the elves. Currently I have Felìcita making the best map of the city’s guard quarter that she can, marking the places that guards usually hang out and the local jail and other such things. The girl was surprisingly cooperative, I suppose she feels as bad about this mess as I do. Martina is finishing work on an idea that Sir Knight and I had a while ago, researching an invisibility spell so she can take dragon form safely and give us some reconnaissance. We’re also going to have to work on some sort of telepathy spell so we can communicate quietly over long ranges but Martina is sure she can do it. Aimée is almost too flighty to be trusted, she said something about wanting to do the rescue by herself, but she is the only one who has the skills to investigate the area surreptitiously and to deal with security measures. Finally there is me, who is getting ready to prepare a distraction to end all distractions. If I remember all my brother’s failed experiments (the alchemical ones, not the lager ones obviously) I should have every guard in the city coming at me when the time comes. An old dwarven drinking song comes to mind, “The Ballad of Meinard the Elementalist” one of the few dwarven wizards. When challenged to a battle with rival elementalists who scorned his choice of elemental earth, he only had two words to say.“Lets rock.”
>>27779362>>27779378Hopefully this makes up for some of the disgraceful lack of focus that Sieghild has received so far.
>>27779362>There are a few ways I can do this, some more appealing than othersHue.
>>27779409Very much so. You're having her take center-stage it seems. I'm liking it.
>>27779409I'm liking it. You could've made the Knight remaining anonymous sound a little less forced by throwing in "The Good Knight" or "I need to rescue my Knight and my brother..." and such, but it was still excellent overall.
>>27779317>the knights fw he reads these entries.
>>27779546Given his track record, he'd be hilariously oblivious.Unless it's a ruse to screw everyone around, of course.
>>27779574I enjoy the Knight being hilariously oblivious, yet somehow still human. It's probably the best balancing act between the two I've ever seen pulled off.
I think it'd be neat if the group learned to get along with each other during their mission to rescue the knight.
>>27779574>>27779692I'd say he's actually deliberately oblivious. See:>>27768028>And that’s where it got ugly. I wound up having to separate the women into different tents, naturally because there wasn’t enough room for me in those tents (actually there was but I had the sneaking suspicion that me asking about it would start another fight) I wound up resting outside under a relatively thick tree.
>>27779378 Dear Journal,Sieghild still here. The preparations for the rescue are underway. We have a vague plan currently, but I don’t want to write it down just yet. For one, it may still change a great deal and I don’t want to have to keep updating it. The other, more pressing reason, is that this journal changes hands frequently enough that I wouldn’t feel comfortable writing it down anywhere. In one of our post-sparring discussions, me and Sir Knight were talking about the value of secrecy in planning. He told me a few war stories of times where a spilled secret changed the course of battle and I reciprocated with the “Ballad of the Cloaked Savior” a ballad about an espionage mission (there are quite few of them for obvious reasons). These stories and others came to mind when we were planning this rescue so the first thing I did was ban any mention of our specific plans or specific details. Sorry journal (Martina’s right for a change, it does feel nice to talk to you like you’re a real person), but you’ll have to be in the dark for the time being. The first thing we did was set about finding supplies. Martina fished my brother’s alchemy equipment out of her bag and I set about looking through it for the right recipes. After writing down a list of the ingredients I would need, I showed the list to Felìcita.She gave a low whistle, “Some of these things are illegal in Albero Città. As in, serious contraband illegal.”My confusion was evident in my voice, “What? Illegal? Why are these illegal.”“Because you can mix these things together to create dangerous substances! Which of course is the reason we need them, but they were banned so that a citizen couldn’t just brew up something to kill another with? Don’t you have a similar system in Hammerburg?”“No! If someone wants to kill someone in Hammerburg, they’d use a weapon! There are enough of them laying around!”
>>27779801Arguments about government policy aside, it was decided that Aimée would be our best bet of acquiring these substances. With a smile, she quickly darted out of the door to go look, before retuning a second later sheepishly asking to borrow some money to pay for these supplies. After she was gone, Felìcita turned to me. “I don’t want to cause any problems with this plan, but…”“But what girl? Spit it out?”“Is there any way we can avoid killing elves if possible? I suppose if we need to get Master Knight out…”“Relax elf. I already took care of it. If everything goes according to plan no elf would even get their pointy little ears scrached.”“And if everything doesn’t go to plan?"
>>27779849“And if everything doesn’t go to plan?”“Well… it could be anything from no one gets hurt to everyone dies. Depending on how things go wrong.” Felìcita shuddered. “Lovely.”“Indeed.”At this moment Martina came in. She had finished her invisibility spell the night prior and spent the morning flying over the city unseen and observing what she could. With a sigh the dragoness sat down in a chair. “You would not believe how tempted I was to just burn everything. Such a tempting target.”Felìcita glared at her, “Please don’t.”“Relax elf, the dragoness didn’t mean anything by it,” I assured her.And then we were all business. Martina spoke first, “Alright. I flew over the city and this is what I could see,” she made some minor changes to Felìcita’s map. “Elf girl, can you tell me what those could be?”“Most of them are probably shops, but those one’s near the jail look like they might be guard towers of some kind. Strange, they didn’t have them when I was last here.”Martina glared at the map, as though it had personally offended her. I made a mental note to buy fireproof stationary if it existed.The dragoness growled, “Probably because of us. I saw heavy ballistas on the tower and saw mages reviewing wingbinder scrolls.”I made a note of that, “That rules out going in by air, or out too if there are any mages still standing by the end of our mission.”Felìcita started, “I thought you said that-““I know. I said they wouldn’t be hurt, in the metaphorical sense. We’re not going to do anything to anyone that can’t be fixed with time, and in some cases less than that. Okay? Some of the ingredients on the list I gave Aimée were for a little mixture that the Schatten Gilde likes to use when they don’t feel like killing someone to subdue them. I don’t even want to know where my brother got the recipe…”
>>27778598I rather like this idea. One day, we finally have to see his name properly laid down, and his name literally is Sir Knight.His parents had high hopes for him.
>>27780041Eventually we got what could be the basics of a plan ironed out. When Aimée came back we filled her in on her role. She was thrilled with it. Martina got to developing the telepathy spell and me and Felìcita began to carefully work on the alchemy. When we get him back, I’m going to be much kinder to my brother. This stuff is harder than it looks. We wound up having to send Aimée out for additional supplies several times as we botched the recipes over and over. We also wound up paying a substantial chuck of change to the innkeeper to ignore the ruckus we were making.Finally we were ready. We’re about to retire for the night to get as much rest as possible before the mission tomorrow. If all goes well the next person writing in you will be Sir Knight!
Taking a short break. Be back in 20-30.In the interim are there any more questions you want me to answer?
>>27780630Naw, you are doing great!
>>27780630How long until you reveal that Mr. Alaric is a girl and in the BBEG speech he responds wittily and makes her fall in love with him inadvertently...then the party roasts/bashes/stabs/shoots her to death with extreme prejudice?
>>27780879Man, I was always of the suspicion that he was actually a dragon himself. Wanting to rule over all other dragons, you know? It explains how quickly he learned of the plans to destroy the rod, at least.
>>27781430>inb4 it's RegulusYeah, I entertained that notion for a while too. I haven't exactly dismissed it, just set it on the backburner until information confirming or refuting comes up. He IS good at enchantment magic.
>>27780630does sir knight have former lovers?
>>27781653I vote Miss Fortune
>>27780630Does our knight have any he is supposed to answer to? Like whoever told him to rescue that insane princess
>>27781653his ex is the one manipulating the bbeg
>>27781653He's come close with several noble women, however he had a horrible tendency to get called on a campaign somewhere once he was making progress. Usually when he returned the ladies in question had moved on.>>27781696...An on and off companion, true.>>27781711Yes he does. However at this point he has reached a rank where he is allowed greater freedom than normal and as such he gets to act more independent than he usually could.
Regulus the Terrible – Regulus is the senior member of the Dragonmoot Council and effectively the ruler of all Dragonkind. Although Maximus seems convinced that he is a fair ruler, the Knight noticed that he seems to set up situations so that its almost impossible to refuse his wishes. He also is capable of creating a ritual that can bind another creature to a mission, an ability he used on the Knight before he left on this quest. In his dragon form, Regulus is a massive beast with black and gold scales. In his human form, he appears akin to a wizard, with the same black and gold color scheme.
Maximus – Maximus is a friendly dragon that we met in the Dragonmoot Fortress. He was the one who assured us that Martina would likely come out okay. He has a bit of a fondness for terrible puns but is otherwise quite friendly. His natural form is that of a mighty red dragon, but he often took the form of a human warrior when talking with the Knight.
Gaël – Gaël is a mercenary archer who, along with a few other soldiers of fortune, attempted to ambush the party on the way to Hammerburg. He claims that he was hired by an individual known as Mr. Aldric who only contacted him through messages. The Knight spared his life under the condition that he never return to Hammberburg. To his credit, Gaël complied with that, instead heading for Albero Città where he took advantage of the warrants issued by Mr. Aldric for the party’s arrest to… embellish his story. The party again encountered him in a tavern where he wound up blowing the Knight’s cover. In the ensuing chaos, he was knocked out again and his current whereabouts are unknown.
Guildmaster Vinzenz – Guildmaster Vinzenz was the dwarven crime lord and leader of the Schatten Gilde. He was hired by the mysterious Mr. Aldric to deliver the orders to kill the party to Gaël and his friends. When that failed, he received a follow up contract to kill the party. When that too failed, Mr. Aldric used his enchantment magic to force the Guildmaster and his closes aids to kill themselves.
Nadja – Najda was the right hand woman of Guildmaster Vinzenz. She was tasked by him to kill the Knight and his friends. Although she is a dangerous warrior, she was defeated both times by the Knight and fled combat. She is a stout dwarven maid with brown hair, who tends to wear clinging black and red leathers. Her current whereabouts are unknown.
Mr. Aldric – Mr. Aldric is the individual behind the attacks the Knight and his friends have been suffering. It is unknown who he really is, how he knew about the Isocrates’ Rod, why he wants it, and how powerful he really is. All that is known is that he has a large number of financial resources, large reserves of magic, and an unyielding desire to obtain the Rod no matter what. He has only appeared once before the party, and that was in an illusion directed at Guildmaster Vinzenz, so it is impossible to say what he actually looks like.
>>27780630loving the story so far, but out of interest, if we've got humans, elves and dwarves, do we also have orcs?
So there's an update on the non party characters so far. Thought it might help with the speculating.
>>27782246>Im'Not even once.
>>27782286Yes. They have been off screen so far and haven't come up.
>>27782272its the father of the crazy princess isn't it?
>>27780241Dear Journal,Its still me, Sieghild. The mission was – well, this is better explained than just stated. That way I can include all the details that I neglected to tell you earlier. The day started out as planned. We waited until around noon then began our preparations. I donned my armor, Martina prepared her spells, Felìcita grabbed her “special” arrows, and Aimée chattered about whatever crossed her mind. Then I headed for my spot, the central park of the city. I got a few odd looks because of the heavy cloak, but I figured it was less suspicious than full armor. With Martina’s and Aimée’s help, I placed the “surprise packages” around the park. With the last package placed, Martina gave me the final piece, a horn, the glowing magic runes still fresh from last night.“Its going to play the right song right?” I asked impatiently as Martina began to cast her telepathy spell on me.“Yes, yes, it’s the one you told me about last night while we were doing alchemy. I got it.”“Good because if this plays the wrong song… well the mission might still go off without a hitch, but it wouldn’t feel right I guess.”“I got it. It’s fine.”“All right then.” Turning to face both Martina and Aimée I continued, “Good luck to you both. And wish Felìcita good luck for me too when you see her again.”They both returned my good wishes and left for their positions.Then I sat down to wait until nightfall.
>>27782795[The handwriting here changes]This is Martina writing now. After me and Aimée left Sieghild in the park, we had some additional errands of our own to run. Aimée’s agility and ability to move surreptitiously allowed us to place several of the remaining alchemical packages at several key locations, bridges that connected the various platforms of the tree city around us for instance.Noticing that it was late evening already and the sun was about to set, Aimée prepared to leave, she needed to reach her position before nightfall. I gave her a spell or two to help her be more agile and stealthy, wished her the best of success, and then we parted ways. I continued on, back towards the inn where we stayed at. There I met up with Felìcita. As she looked up to greet me I said, “Alright. We are short on time as is, are you ready?”“All ready and able, Martina.”“I need you accurate tonight. If you screw up people could die. Can I count on you?”For a moment, Felìcita’s face looked like she was about to start a fight about that, then surprisingly she calmed down and said, “I’ll do the best I can. If you have any magic that could help me however I would appreciate it.”I obliged her with a spell that should help with accuracy, then we went into a deserted lot where I cast my invisibility and telepathy spells on myself and the girl. When we could no longer be seen, I transformed into my draconic form and telepathically told her, “Get on, we should be in the air soon.”Now an invisible creature, climbing on another invisible creature is harder than it sounds. There were a lot of falls and misplaced hands before the elf managed to straddle my back and get in a decent position where she wouldn’t fall off. With that out of the way, we took off into the darkening sky.
>>27783126[At this point the handwriting changes again]It is Sieghild again. Once night fell, I sent a telepathic query to the other women to ensure that everyone was ready. One by one Martina, Felìcita, and Aimée responded in the affirmative. With that out of the way, I then contacted Martina, “Is everyone clear in the park? Any civilians or other noncombatants?”“None that I can see, Sieghild.”“Good then activate the surprise.”With that, small runes of detonation scribed on wax and used to seal small packets of highly volatile alchemical compounds detonated. The resulting explosions set almost every tree in the park on fire. “How does it look up there Martina?”“Oh it looks like something alright. Every guard in the city is converging on your position. Are you sure you want to do this?”“No but there’s not much of a choice is there? Where are the mages?”“Still guarding the prison unfortunately.”“Well then at least you can pull my arse out of the fire if things get too hairy down here.”
>>27783544With that I set down the small horn that Martina had given me and activated it. Immediately music filled the entire park, the Ballad of Raginis. The thing to know about Raginis is that he wasn’t a dwarf or even an ally of ours. He was an enemy, but an enemy who fought to the last against the forces of a corrupt dwarven king and died holding him off in a last stand that went down in history. As the music began to play, I removed my cloak to reveal my arms and weapons. The first elven guardsman who stepped into the park would see a dwarf armored for war wielding a padded club and hear nothing but the most glorious ballad of a last stand ever. “Alright,” I said to myself, “Lets rock.”>For the real Raginis see: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/W%C5%82adys%C5%82aw_Raginis>For the real battle he took part in see:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Wizna>For the real ballad listen to:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ivgCD31iKyg>Its pure awesome.
So how does everyone like the story still?
>>27783604It's going along well, can't wait to see how the Knight responds to getting rescued by the Waifu-Squad.
>>27783629I'm with this guy
>>27783604Bueno Excellente approves. Not sure about the incessant obliviousness on the knight's part, though; hoping it is deliberate obliviousness. Far too many 'thick' individuals in quests as it is. Must be due to autism.
>>27783604Keep on rocking.
>>27783604Dat Raginis, Dat Ballad. Keep up the good work bro.
>>27783562[The handwriting changes again here]This is Felìcita now. As the tides of elven guardsmen poured into the park where Sieghild waited, Martina flew me towards a guard tower that was overlooking the area. Abandoned now, with all the guards running towards the park, it was the perfect vantage point for my work.I waited with bated breath for the guard patrols to enter the park platform. I could see from here that Sieghild was holding off large swaths of them with her club and shield. I queried Martina, “Are the bridges clear yet?”Martina responded, “First bridge is clear. Take the shot.”With that I aimed, controlled my breathing, and fired a flaming arrow at the point I was told to shoot at. I must have hit it because the alchemical package there detonated and took down the bridge. Unfortunately this meant that my invisibility ended but I was out of the way enough that things were okay.“Good shot Felìcita. Try the second bridge.”
>>27784046And so, one by one we cut off the park from the rest of the city. I “heard” Martina tell everyone, “All right. The bridges are cut, all the guards are now trapped in the park. Felìcita, start disabling those wizards, Aimée you can start your entry, Sieghild do you need to be pulled out?Sieghild responded in the affirmative and Martina flew off to retrieve her (not that I could see either way with her invisibility spell still up). I ran to the other side of the tower and began searching for the mages who were near the jail. After spotting the first one I pulled the second type of special arrow from my quiver. Evidently these were supposed to be a form of long range dart used to deliver poisons or other drugs into a person without actually causing major wounding. I was dubious about their efficacy but Aimée swore that her dad had some and Sieghild also claimed that Hammerburg’s Schatten Gilde used them as well so I suppose I had no choice but to trust them. These arrows were loaded with some of that Schatten Gilde chemical that Sieghild had told me about earlier. As I shot at the first mage, I had a brief moment of terror where he merely grabbed at his injury and turned and looked my way, but he was down on the ground in an instant.As I put down the last of the mages with the special arrows, I got a brief glimpse of a leather clad maid climbing over the jail walls. Aimée turned and waved at me before dropping down on the other side.
>>27784078[The handwriting changes again]Finally my turn! Its Aimée again!After dropping down into the jail, I quickly found the nearest shadowy corner and crouched in there. After briefly looking around to check and see if any guards were near, I ran to the door of the jail and tried to open it, however as I was leaning down to pick the lock it burst open and a heavily armored elven guard stepped out. He shouted an alarm, but thanks to the work of the rest of the girls there was no one to hear it. I stood there resolutely and readied myself to dodge around his blade with an acrobatic whirl that would stun him.I actually wound up with a horrible scar on my stomach. Although Martina healed it later, it still hurt like the Hells. It turns out that it is much more difficult to dodge a blade than you would think. I now understand why Sir Knight likes to wear such heavy armor, and here I thought he just did it to look good! Staggering back from my opponent, I fumbled for my knives and pulled one out, intending to throw it through the slits in his visor. However I couldn’t get it in the small slit and it clattered harmlessly off his helmet.
>>27784078So Sieghild is a dwarven female version of Bane, then?>gypiploo uponindeed, captcha, indeed
>>27784489The guard advanced on me with his blade drawn, intending to run me through for good. I couldn’t kill him, I couldn’t stop him, so I did the only thing I could. I grabbed some dirt off the floor and threw it into his eyes. The small granules of dirt got through that visor all right! As he was trying to clear out his eyes, I ran into the jail, closed the door behind me, locked it, and hoped that there were no more of those guards inside.I looked around inside. There were cells everywhere, many of them full of prisoners of one sort or another, all begging me to help them get loose. I figured it couldn’t hurt but I wanted to get Sir Knight out of the area before I tried that. After all, one of them might let that guard in from outside by accident. And so I ran frantically around the jail until I found what must have been their heavy security wing. I looked through the food slot and who did I see but Sir Knight! Overjoyed, I picked the lock as quickly as I could and opened the door.Although our reunion wasn’t the fantastic getaway that I had imagined and hoped for, Sir Knight was very glad to see me anyways.
>>27784489Didn't she have a mithril shirt?
>>27784870That's what I thought but he only mentioned it once, then changed it to leather.
>>27784866I told him about the plan and how Sieghild was holding off an army of guards and that Martina was doing that reconnaissance thing he came up with and how Felìcita was shooting all the elves outside, but she was using sleeper arrows because she doesn’t want to hurt the other elves. At this point, Sir Knight told me to just fill him in later once we were out of her with Siegbert who was located elsewhere in the jail. I told him that I couldn’t leave because of the guard up front. He said to follow him. He took me to the prisoner’s belongings storage chest and turned to me and asked me to help dress him! Regrettably this meant he just needed help with his armor so there wasn’t a lot to look at that whole time. After he was armored up, he found the warden’s log and told me where to find Siegbert. He said, “Say what you will about the elves, but they are at least as good as their word. They healed him up as though nothing had happened. When you get him free, meet me out front. I’ll deal with the guard.”I retrieved Siegbert without any problems and went to the front of the jail, dreading what I would see. Fortunately, what I saw was the guards sword stuck point first in the earth, his shield on the far side of the jail grounds, and the guard himself, helmetless and unconscious on the ground with a small scar on his cheek for his trouble. I used that telepathy spell to contact Martina and tell her that we were out. Soon I was treated to the amusing sight of Sieghild riding an invisible dragon, which is way funnier than it sounds! We got on board, picked up Felìcita and flew out of there, through the smoke of the burning park to hide our path before swooping down to an abandoned lot near our inn.Mission success!I always wanted to say that.
>>27784870>>27784901Well spotted both of you. This will come up later.
>>27784924Cool, just as long as you didn't forget.
>>27784948Oh, I forget about things all the time and make mistakes like that. This just was one of the few that wasn't one of those.
>>27784903[The handwriting here indicates that the Knight has finally regained possession of his journal]Dear Journal,Well today was a great day. I got rescued by four lovely women and they all cooperated to do it too! They insisted on using the journal to record what they did, “for their children to read” they said. Of course that implies that their children will have ready access to my journal, but the implications of that are something to worry about at another time. There’s more important things to record first, particularly the meeting I had with one Mr. Aldric.
Taking a short break again. Be back soon. In the interim, Q&A time. Ask what questions you have.
>>27785088Will our nameless Knight's master show up at some point? How important of a person is he?
>>27785026>meeting I had with one Mr. Aldric.oh shit son.
>>27785113He's a Knight of the Realm, so I imagine his Master is the King of the Realm. Or at least a Duke.
I'm back. Will resume writing momentarily. >>27785113He is not currently planned to show up but as I mentioned before things change. As for his importance, >>27785166 is right. He is actually the King of the Realm.
>>27785026To keep things simple, I’ll record what happened in chronological order, starting with my surrender to the elven guards. After tuning my blade over to the elves, they proved as good as their word and did heal Siegbert. They removed my armor carefully before placing the two of us in manacles and escorted us to the jail. As they took Isocrates’ Rod, I almost panicked, but they were evidently unaware of its properties and stored it with the rest of my possessions. As we were being escorted back, I noticed something odd. All the elves carried bows as was their tradition. So where did the crossbow bolt that hit Siegbert come from?On the way I turned to my captor and asked, “Excuse me sir elf,”Without even looking at me he replied “Its Captain Rinaldo.”“Excuse me Captain Rinaldo, just out of idle curiosity can you tell me what the charges I’m accused of are?”The Captain sighed, “The charges are as follows; intent to cause damage, intent to kill, trespassing, multiple cases of assault and battery, kidnapping, kidnapping a member of the royal family, evading arrest, and theft.”“And let me guess, the person who filed these charges was one Mr. Aldric? Am I correct?”The Captain furrowed his brow. “The initial charges of intent to cause damage, intent to kill, trespassing, and theft are. The others appear to have resulted from you resisting being charged with those crimes.”“Captain, between you and me, I wasn’t going to be charged, I was going to be executed without trial. And I didn’t kidnap your princess, she helped me escape to avoid a miscarriage of justice.”“Prisoner, you will have your chance in court. I will see to that at least. Then we can see about the rest of your fanciful stories.”“You should probably say, I’ll have my chance in court if Mr. Aldric lets me. That’s what it will wind up being, I’ll bet.”
>>27785680At this moment Captain Rinaldo did turn to look at me. “Alright prisoner. I don’t know what your problem with Mr. Aldric is and I don’t know what his is with you. But I don’t care. I’ll see you tried fairly for each charge and sentenced. Now, you’ve been careful not to seriously injure anyone so far so you should do okay but take my advice and try not to paint yourself as being framed. It tends to look like guilt to many people.”We traveled in silence to the jail where I was checked in and placed in the high security cell where I settled in for the night, hoping against hope that one of the girls would find that journal and know what happened to me.The next day I was awoken by a rapping on the door. I could see the eyes of one of the elven guards through the slit.“Prisoner, stand up!” She barked. “Prisoner stand facing the far wall. Prisoner place your hands on your head.”I complied, not seeing much else to do and I heard the door creek open. I was manacled again and brought to another room in the jail. This one had a table and several chairs around it. Some of the chairs were fastened to the ground and I could see places for prisoners to have their manacles fastened. Captain Rinaldo was in this room. I looked at him and asked, “So Captain. What is this about?”Rinaldo glowered and said, “Mr. Aldric is here. He wants to see us.”
>>27785755When the figure of Mr. Aldric entered the room, any hope I had of finding out more about the man by seeing him in person died. He wore the same concealing hood that he wore when speaking to Guildmaster Vinzenz and it was no easier to see inside it than before. He was about my height and build but somehow seemed almost sickly in the way he moved. He nodded to the Captain and both sat down at the table with me. Captain Rinaldo spoke first. “Mr. Aldric, thank you for coming down here on such short notice…” he began but was cut off by Aldric.“No, thank you captain for capturing these… dangerous fugitives. I trust you retrieved their possessions? Something of mine was stolen by these brigands and I would appreciate its return.”I said nothing, not seeing any good it could do at this juncture. Captain Rinaldo continued, “Yes, we’ll get to that. However I did have some questions about the nature of these original charges. I tried to see where they originated, but all my inquiries led back to you. Evidently you just filed these charges yourself and they were distributed down to the individual guards. I do need to see some…”“You don’t need to see anything of the sort captain. I have been authorized by the king to do this.”“Yes Mr. Aldric, but not even the king would dare to override a man’s right to trial now would he?”“I don’t care about his Hells’ damned trial. I just want my property back!”“Whether the property is stolen or not is one of those things that will be determined at the trial, Mr. Aldric.”
>>27785929Mr. Aldric’s tone changed suddenly at this point. “Captain, are you trying to be difficult with me?”“Mr. Aldric, whatever do you mean-““Very well then Captain. I understand that a signed confession will invalidate the need for a trial? Am I correct?”“Well yes, but-““Good. Then I’d like a moment alone with the prisoners who were captured.”“You can’t just do that there are-““Oh captain, I believe I can. Please take the time to examine these documents thougoughly.”As Mr. Aldric slid the papers across the table I could see the Royal Seal of Albero Città pressed on them. The captain looked at them with raw disbelief in his eyes, his mouth hanging open. He silently shook his head and left the room. Outside in the hallway the guardswoman from before was waiting with Siegbert in custody. With a nod from Mr. Aldric she brought him inside and secured him in a chair across from me before leaving with an almost indecent haste and a look back, one of pity for me and Siegbert one of disgust for Mr. Aldric.
Who is still here by the way? I'm thinking of finishing this section then crashing for the night, I have work early tomorrow.
>>27786040I'm still here, but do what you feel you need to do man.
>>27786040I'm still up, but I'm not sure how much longer...
>>27786040>>27786040I am. If you are up for another section, I will read it appriciatively. Otherwise, I will wait impatiantly for tomorrow or whenever you can recomense.
>>27785943“Oh captain, I believe I can. Please take the time to examine these documents thoroughly.”As Mr. Aldric slid the papers across the table I could see the Royal Seal of Albero Città pressed on them. The captain looked at them with raw disbelief in his eyes, his mouth hanging open. He silently shook his head and left the room. Outside in the hallway the guardswoman from before was waiting with Siegbert in custody. With a nod from Mr. Aldric she brought him inside and secured him in a chair across from me before leaving with an almost indecent haste and a look back, one of pity for me and Siegbert one of disgust for Mr. Aldric.Mr. Aldric came around to my end of the table and bent down behind me. I heard a click and one of my hands was free. Before I could react, Mr. Aldric was on the other side of the table back by Siegbert. I was still fastened to the table by my legs and remaining hand, but I could try to hit that bastard if he came near me again. Mr. Aldric slid a single piece of paper towards me. A confession, that I had stolen one red rod of a magical nature from him. Nothing more. A quill pen was placed beside it.Siegbert looked drugged or something, he was only beginning to come to. “Sir Knight? What happened…”Then Mr. Aldric laid a finger on him. That isn’t a metaphor for something, he quite literally laid a single finger on his shoulder. Suddenly Siegbert began to scream, a horrible agonizing scream. Mr. Aldric spoke, “I know your type, Knight. You can withstand almost any punishment I inflict on you, but will cave to save your friends now won’t you.”Again and again he used this ability on Siegbert, I’ll admit that I almost did cave and sign that confession. However when I reached for the pen, my hand suddenly felt as if it was on fire. I pulled it back shocked and the feeling went away.
>>27786258Mr. Aldric sighed, “I almost forgot about that ridiculous spell that was placed on you. Let me take care of that.”He then cast some sort of spell, I don’t know what it was, but small pieces of ash began to drift from my body into his hand. Soon, these flakes of ash merged together to form the card of a Draconic Lord, the same card that was burned as part of the loyalty oath Regulus administered to me.“I have released you from your oath, Knight. Will you sign the confession now?”Before I had a chance to consider it, he began to hurt Siegbert again. I was reaching for the pen when the door was kicked open by Captain Rinaldo as he charged into the room.“Enough is enough Mr. Aldric, I don’t care what authority the king gave you, I’m not having torture happen under my watch!”“Torture? Whatever do you mean captain? Do you see any signs of torture? Any blood? Any bruises or-““No! No excuses! I don’t care! Get out of my sight now! You’re lucky I don’t arrest you myself!”Mr. Aldric stood up and faced the captain, “Be careful guard. You don’t want to make an enemy of me.”“I want to make a friend of you even less, GET OUT NOW!”Mr. Aldric sighed, straitened his cloak and left the room, but not before turning to the three of us and hissing, “You haven’t heard the last of this. Not at all.”Captain Rinaldo looked at me sadly and said, “I’m sorry I couldn’t get here fast enough. Guardswoman!”The guardswoman from earlier came in and stood to attention. “Yes Captain?”“Take the prisoners back to their cells, and be gentle, they’ve had a rough enough time as it is. And under no circumstances are you to retrieve a prisoner for Mr. Aldric again. Is that understood Guardswoman Rina?”“Yes, sir!”
>>27786276>released from our oathHmm.
>>27786258It's official. Aldric needs to die screaming with his innards lying on the ground around him. There are lines you don't fucking cross with a knight(or Paladin), and this chodefiend just crossed a big one!>demonstrate ishargEindeed. Make an example of that asshole.
>>27786276>The ability to release the knight from a draconic oath.I'm almost 99% sure Aldric is a dragon, now.
>>27786396Or he's Isocretes (that was his name, right?) himself.
>>27786276The two of us were then returned to our cells and I was left to wonder when Mr. Aldric would return to try again. I was certain that he wouldn’t let this be, not if there was any chance of him loosing. Later that night, I was roused by the sound of a large explosion and a loud sound that sounded like a dwarven ballad. I was reminded of the lovely women that I had been traveling with and wondered what they were doing. That question was immediately answered by my door being flung open and Aimée standing in my doorway. As I stood up to greet her, she ran to me and pressed herself against me in a powerful hug that nearly drove the air from my lungs. As she breathlessly told me what was happening I noticed that she wasn’t wearing the chain tunic and had received a cut across the stomach as a result. I resolved to ask her about that later, once we were out of this mess. Well the story that the ladies told you is accurate from this point. We flew out on Martina and are holed up together in this inn for now. I was initially worried by the fact that the other patrons were looking at me with loathing, but a second look recognized envy mixed in their expressions and I reasoned that this was probably more about me sharing a room with four beautiful women than it was about any crime I was falsely accused of.
>>27786600One disturbing final bit of this tale came the next morning. Aimée came in to our room after running errands for us, full of smiles and glee. She laughed, “We made the pamphlets everyone!”Sieghild was a bit confused by this. “The pamphlets? What are those?”I explained, “You know what a printing press is, right? You have those in Hammerburg right?”Sieghild rolled her eyes, “Of course we do, but what does that have to do with anything?”“Well some elves got the bright idea to replace all their town criers with printed pamphlets of information. Some of the larger dwarven and human cities have picked up the idea as well. I’m surprised it hasn’t made it to Hammerburg yet.” Aimée rolled her eyes at us, “Forget the lesson! Check it out!”I looked at the pamphlet. It was indeed impressive. A picture of the park fire with a larger than life Sieghild in the center of it crushing elven guardsmen dominated the cover. The headline read, “IN DARRING RAID, VILE BANDITS AND BRIGANDS FREE IMPRISONED LEADER!” In smaller print a side article read “Royal Advisor Aldric Warns Populous!” I was about to put the paper away when a smaller article caught my eye, “Many Wounded, One Dead in Raid”“One dead?” I asked out loud. “I thought you were trying not to kill anyone?”Sieghild blanched. “I didn’t! I may have broken a few bones at worst, but I’m sure no one died! I’m almost positive of it!”
>>27786622To calm down both Sieghild and Felìcita, who was nearly beside herself with worry, I examined the article to find out more. What I saw chilled me to my very bones. The article read “Last night, although much of the action was focused on the park district and the jail itself, a third attack occurred as well. Captain Rinaldo was attacked last night as soon as the jailbreak ended. He was speaking with his daughter and subordinate officer, Guardswoman Rina in their family home when he suddenly started and stared out the window. Guardswoman Rina reported that he said ‘No, not you! You can’t be here!’ before fleeing upstairs. His daughter pursued and when she found him he was standing in front of his guard equipment and reaching in his throat as though gagging on something. In front of his daughters own eyes, he suddenly ripped out his own tongue. As Guardswoman Rina tried to intervene to help her father, something stopped her and held her still and forced her to watch what was coming next. Captain Rinaldo then proceeded to gauge out his own eyes with this thumbs and then, guided as if by magic to retrieve his sword and gut himself in front of his horrified daughter. Subsequent investigation revealed that Captain Rinaldo was the officer responsible for the arrest of the brigand’s Deathknight leader and this attack was likely some form of retribution.”
>>27786622Fuckin' Adlric killed the guard captain.
>>27786639Well, fuck-a-truck. They're in some of the deepest shit possible, like a huge underground cavern filled with poo.
>>27786639I got very quiet after this. Eventually Martina worked up the nerve to ask what was wrong and I explained what Captain Rinaldo had done and what I suspected Mr. Aldric did in retaliation for loosing the rod. At this everyone grew quiet. I broke the silence with a question. “Felìcita, does the Royal Advisor live in the palace?”“Huh? Oh yes Master Knight, he does. Near the king’s quarters in fact.”“Good. Captain Rinaldo died because he wanted justice to be done for us. Let’s get ready to do some justice for him.”
Alright. On that note I do need to go to bed. I get up in seven hours and have to leave for work. I should be back in the early afternoon tomorrow, but in case things change I'll do what I can to make up for it.In the interim, post questions you'd like me to answer, comments, criticism, educated guesses, blind guesses, and anything else you'd like. Keep the thread alive/archived for me!Thanks for being such great readers,Knight of the Realm
>>27786639>>27786258>Torturing Dwarfbro>Making Guard Captain kill himself, forcing daughter to watch.
>>27786813Thank you for providing us with a good story, KotR. Rest well, good sir.
>>27786040take a rest after this! maybe a week of something.
>>27787044Can't. Otherwise I'll loose focus and motivation.
Also: Which types of scenes are your favorite and which do you want to see more of?A) Fight ScenesB) Romance Scenes C) Banter ScenesD) Pastebin ScenesE) Alternate POV Scenes
>>27787276B) Romance ScenesE) Alternate POV Scenes
>>27787276C) All that banter!
>>27787276Banter. A bit of POV too, but probably best not to go overboard with it
>>27787276the LAD-y BANTER, m8
>>27787276Need the bants, m8. POV is nice in small doses, but don't go too overboard
>>27787276A) Fight ScenesB) Romance Scenes C) Banter ScenesD) Pastebin Scenesand dont really know about the POV scenes but not really against it
Calling it right now. Guardswoman Rina is gonna become another party member to avenge her dear dad.
...But where the hell *did* that crossbow bolt come from?Also, as much as i don't want it to derail the story, i'd really enjoy some more pastebin scenes. It would be good to keep them in a softcore sort of style though
>>27788995too much elven chicks (I can't believe what I just said...)
>>27787276F) All the scenes
>>27789525I'll bet a shilling it involves the missing chain shirt.
>>27787276I pick F) All of the above.In all seriousness, after an action scene like that, the next one needs to wait a while, or be more subdued. A showdown with Aldric would need to be a one-on-one affair. Ideally with Aldric's tricks and spells failing one after the other and Sir Knight forcing him, time and again, to stand up and hold a sword, only to knock him down again.Other than that; banter is always fun and romance is good in a story like this, as it shows the plot actually progressing, as opposed to all the girls being stuck in some sort of limbo, with regards to their plans for their knight in shining armour. Alternate PoVs are good, though getting the journal to each of them is a bit of a predicament... I'd suggest inserted pages? So it becomes less of 'The Knight's Journal' and more 'The Party's Journal'.And lastly... Yeah, I'd like more pastebin stuff, please! Softcore is definitely better though, at least until we reach the end-game and the girls are starting to get a little bit more desperate in their attempts to woo 'their' knight.
>>27787276I'm liking the story as a whole so far.I can totally see another Gaël encounter soon, since unless he's caught up in his own stories he knows that the knight isn't the sort to pull what happened to Captain Rinaldo. (The dragon, maybe...) Though that depends on Gaël's sense of honor. Doesn't really work if he's some sleaze just trying to catch some tail but he's been fairly middle of the road so far.
Cool. Alright, I've got a few minutes on my break so its time for another Q&A session. It looks like the overwhelming majority of my readers want more banter. I'll have to go through Baldur's Gate II for inspiration but I'll do my best!I also can see a strong showing for more romance scenes too and a few people are holding out for some more Pastebin episodes. Somehow I think the two will go together somehow...