It always starts with a girl. It was a warm day at The Grove. A small, hole in the wall bar in Fabletown, Seattle. That is to say, the neighborhood of Fabletown, named such by the derelict, forgotten amusement park that held the heart of the small neighborhood. Or, so the mundane, every day human might say, but you've been around long enough to pick up on a few things. Something here that draws fables like you to the neighborhood. Sometimes for short times, or sometimes forever, like yourself. You were sitting in your usual booth, drinking a few fingers of scotch when the door opened. You look up to see if it was one of your friends- perhaps Mary, or Ben, but it was a figure you hadn't seen before. The woman was a little short- the fact combatted by her high heels, and she wore a short black dress, one that seemed like it would show you everything whenever she moved, but would never quite climb all the way up. She scanned the room with baby blue eyes, before tossing locks of red hair over her shoulder and approaching the bar, where she leans on it, letting the patrons in the booth behind her take in a sight that might kill a man with heart issues. You finish your scotch, watching her order a martini, before you catch the scent in the air- the barest scent of rotting eggs. Neigh undetectable, were it not you who was smelling it. As a werewolf, your nose is much finer than even the best human's, and even then you have trouble finding the source. You sniff the air, turning your head subtly and looking around- afterall, mundies visited here too- and it would be the ultimate taboo to let them think the supernatural world hid right under them. Finally, you find it, your eyes settling on the girl as she sips her drink, leaning back on the bar and scanning the crowd.
Welcome to Supernatural quest, I am your humble, nervous QM, and I have some questions for you.You are a werewolf- more accurately, a were-hound. when you shift, you look like an average household mutt, with short hair and a floppy tongue, and you've taken it upon yourself to keep watch over this tiny slice of magic you call home... But there are a few questions to be answered:>What is your name?>What is your gender? *ducks*What will you do?>Confront the woman about her scent>Talk to her, try to feel her out (and say what?)>Ignore it>other
>>42836516>What is your name?Let's go with John, nice and simple>What is your gender?Male>Talk to her, try to feel her outflirt. Let her think we're just some guy while we dig for info
>>42836516>>What is your name? Alexander Jenkins>>What is your gender? Male>What will you do?>Ignore it
Rolled 1 (1d2)>>42836582>>42836618Pick up is, as expected a little slow, so i'll roll between you two and start writing
>>42836723You sigh, moving to push your way out of your booth and stand up, empty glass in hand. Sneaking around and being sly to get information wasnt always your favorite thing to do, but sometimes it needed doing. You saunter over to the bar, leaning forward and placing the glass down, you slide it across the bar to the bartender, William, who refills it with a smile and slides it back to you. You think of something to say, sipping your glass, but as you raise your head to speak you hear a voice like honey."Hey there handsome." She says to you, having moved closer to you without you even realizing."Hey yourself." You say, balance thrown off by her sudden greeting, her looks, and the smell- a bit stronger now, but still weak, even for you."You know, it's not healthy to drink alone." She comments, nodding down at your scotch before sipping her Martini, finishing it off with a small slurp."I suppose it isn't. Buy you a drink?" You ask, to which she nods. You wave at William and turn to regard her, surprised at the ease in which you got her attention. Must have... what do kids say now? Turned up the swag... Okay, not going to think that again. "I'm Lily." She tells you, extending her hand and making the hairs on your neck raise up.You remember the last time you tried to flirt with someone, and you remember it's never gone quite like this for you. You find yourself at a loss, not sure how to procced with things as William places another drink in front of her.What do you do?>Let her guide things, leave her in control of the conversation and see where it goes.>Try to flirt with her, being agressive and asking a lot of personal details.>Excuse yourself>Write-in
>>42836846>Let her guide things, leave her in control of the conversation and see where it goes.Don't seem disinterested though, just let her leadAlso, is this quest based off the Supernatural tv series or just Supernatural stuff in general?
>>42836846>>Let her guide things, leave her in control of the conversation and see where it goes.
>>42836881Supernatural in general. in honesty it's based off a friend's homebrew setting he gave me permission to use, which in turn has drawn some inspiration from the game "The Wolf Among Us."
>>42836846>Let her guide things, leave her in control of the conversation and see where it goes.
>>42836881>>42836898>>42836931>>42836965The night wears on a little, listening to the woman talk as you spy people you know coming and going from the bar. A few you wave to, and a few you glare at while she tells you all about herself, drinking several more Martinis. She tells you she's new in town, come from California to start fresh and begin her life anew- though, what caused such a drive isnt something she shares with you, but you can make guesses. She babbles on, and you try to pay attention, though you find yourself staring at her eyes, her lips, the creamy skin on her neck.William places another scotch by you, making you jolt a little and realize what she was saying- "Anyway, yeah, He was an ass, so I'm just kind of crashing in that motel down the road for now." Bad breakup? Right. You scratch at your neck, thinking a little about what she'd told you so far, trying to connect the unearthly smell with her. Multiple exs, whom she had apparently broken up with, regardless of how nice or polite she seemed. You get a bit of an impression that she was rambling at you to have someone to ramble with, even if you were a total stranger in a bar. "You know, It's actually getting a bit late... Would it be rude of me to bum a ride from you? You seem like a nice enough guy..." She suggests, and you suddenly recognize her hand on your thigh.A nice guy? You didnt realize that your leather jacket and metallica t-shirt gave that impression. Was she a hooker? Still, she seems like a decent girl, despite the unnerving feeling you have. She even drops a few twenties on the bar- more than enough to cover the drinks for the night. You didn't tell her you drink for free.What do you do?>Sure, give her a ride- she seems like a nice enough girl>Sure, sounds like an invitation>Deny her, make something up.>Write in
>>42837056>Sure, give her a ride- she seems like a nice enough girlfor a demon anyways.
>>42837056Okay, we getting around to that handjob now. Nice. GIve her a ride.
>>42837056>Sure, give her a ride- she seems like a nice enough girl
>>42837056>Sure, give her a ride- she seems like a nice enough girlStay alert though, something doesn't add up
>>42837270You nod slowly, deciding that it couldn't hurt. You stand up from the bar, but you do pick up her cash and return it to her. "It's on my tab." You say, deciding that would be easier to explain than why you drank for free. You move back to your table, picking up your bike helmet and leaving a few dollars anyway- a tip for the waitress that was always dancing around the tables, managing the place almmost by herself with William.Lily looks at you with a smile, clasping her hands together as she realizes. "Oh! you have a hog, huh? That's awesome!" As the two of you make your way out of the bar you nod to Nikolai, who holds the door in a gentlemanly fashion for you and Lily, smiling at you both, though you notice his nose twitching- for a were himself, he had a pretty keen set of senses. You guide her across the street to your bike, and climb aboard, handing her the helmet and forgoing your own. The motel was pretty close anyway- a five minute drive, perhaps. She pulls up her dress, giving you the glimpse of black lace before she straddles your bike behind you and there's a moment of awkwardness as you feel her substansial chest pressing against your back. You almost turn to question what she was doing before you realize the was taking off her heels- fair enough. A bike was no place for heels.(1/2)
>>42837396Her arms wrap snugly around your waist, perhaps a bit lower than proper for two strangers, but with a roar the bike comes to life and you cruise. The Empire Motel isnt exactly five star. In fact, it was widely regarded as the neighborhood shithole- hoodlums and drug addicts of all sorts flocked there to get their fixes, anything from weed to meth, from Syn to Total. You come to a halt before the hotel, and she slides off the bike. "Thanks so much, John. That was really sweet of you." She leans in, pressing a kiss to your cheek.You look up at her, feeling an urge to gaze on her again before you left, and take in the cali girl's beauty. Her offer of a drink nearly makes you jump out of your seat, killing the bike with a rattle and standing almost without thinking. She grasps your hand, and the back of your head crawls with a warning sensation, though it was dim.What do you do?>Thank her for the offer, but refuse. You've got a bad feeling about this.>Go with her, it's obvious she isnt gonna have anything worth drinking in that shit hotel room. You know what's up.>Thank her, tell her you'll be up in a second... once she's gone >check your gearbox >Score some drugs, maybe? Make this night a party >Ask around about her>Write-in(2/2)
>>42837416well, shit. >check your gearbox>Score some drugs, maybe? Make this night a party>Ask around about herare all supposed to be sub-options if you pick: >Thank her, tell her you'll be up in a second... once she's gone
>>42837416So succubus, why the interest in me?
>>42837416>>Thank her, tell her you'll be up in a second... once she's gone>>check your gearboxGrab a weapon or something, whatever we have
>>42837416>>Thank her for the offer, but refuse. You've got a bad feeling about this.>check your gearbox
>>42837495>>42837666You excuse yourself, telling her you'd be up in a minute, and she tells you the room number. You smile and nod, trying to clear your head as she walks away, casting an inquisitive look over her shoulder at you as she climbs the steps, to which you smile and act natural. Once she's out of sight you dig into the small saddlebags on your bike. There's a lot in there- you had them enchanted some time ago to hold mor eon the inside, but what do you really need? Is she really going to be dangerous?Gear:>Pistol, with a spare mag.>A short sword, really more of a cleaver than anything>First aid kit, with whatever antitoxins you could get your hands on>$500, cash, in small bills>Change of clothes>A tennisball and a leash>And a couple of potions from the local witch. One is supposed to make you stronger, the other more graceful.
>>42837801>Pistol, with a spare mag.>First aid kit, with whatever antitoxins you could get your hands on
>>42837801>First aid kit, with whatever antitoxins you could get your hands on>Pistol, with a spare mag.Once we're inside and the door is closed (if she doesn't attack right off the bat) we really need to just ask what her deal is. She might just be trying to get by
>>42837801>Pistol, with a spare mag.
>>42837843Interrogate with a gun to their head you mean.
>Supernatural>Yes.One of our weapons needs to be a needle gun.For tattooing anti-possession and other runes against demons.All places in easy to hide with wardrode.So...I love Castiel but could we run into John Constantine?
>>42837921Of course not, you never actually put a gun to someones head, too easy to be disarmed from there and you are way too close. Just keep it aimed at them
>>42837948It might be better to keep the gun hidden she could be friendly, it could spook her into attacking.
>>42837843I'll back this as well
>>42837972Or for a surprise attack/defense.Salt and holy water would be nice.
>>42837972Yeah I'm hoping for peaceful talking too but if it comes to it we're bringing a gun for the range advantage, we should maintain it
>>42837816>>42837843>>42837882You decide, taking the pistol up and strapping your shoulder holster on. You check the mags, and holster the pistol, and you pick up the kit, staring down at the bulky thing for a minute and wondering how you'd be able to bring it in without raising an eyebrow from her. Still, there's a small strap, so you tie it onto a short length of rope and hide the kit under your jacket.You sigh, hoping you wont end up needing it, but knowing you'd need to see things through- If she is a succubus... they eat souls, right? You hadn't met one before, but... they have to exist, yeah. You'll find out shortly.A knock at the door is replies to with a soft call from inside, a sultry tone of voice welcoming you inside, and for a moment you feel like the only man in the world, especially to her. The door opens on quiet hinges- must have been recently oiled, the mechanic in your head tells you inanely before you step in. Inside, you find Lily in a short night gown, half reclined on the bed, with a champagne bottle in hand, and a pair of glasses on the night stand. Her room is one of the deluxe ones- a small built in kitchen area for extended stays, and a big, king sized bed. Clothes lie scattered around the floor, including her delicates- which she appears unashamed of."Took you a while... Glad you decided to come up." You feel yourself moving forward, pausing at the end of the bed as she sits up, giving you an inviting look at she lets the bottle slip from her grasp.>Shoot. shoot. shoooooot.>Wait and see, this is getting good...>Point blank, ask her what the fuck she is.>Write-inand>Keep gun hidden>Take aim
>>42838048>Point blank, ask her what the fuck she is.>Keep gun hidden
>>42838048>>Point blank, ask her what the fuck she is.>Take aim
>>42837972>could be biding their timeThat's the kind of exploitable attitude that leads to backstabs.>Take aim>Point blank, ask her what the fuck she is.straight from the Hellmouth State.
>>42838168Your attitude could be endangering some poor supernatural thing trying to live their life. we're a fucking werehound for fucks sakes, the last kind of person to judge another supernatural entity
>>42838079>>42838088>>42838089>>42838168>>42838190Just barely in favor of pulling a gun.---------------You hold up a hand, stopping her in her tracks as she looks at you. You clear your throat, thinking of the most tactful way to begin questioning her, before you move to draw your pistol. You at it at her head, still just outside arm's reach, and ask."Okay, what the fuck are you?"She starts in surprise as you pull the gun, and she slowly tenses. "Woah, dude... take whatever you want..." She begins, standing slowly and turning to face you more properly, mood she was trying to put in the air dead."Stop. No games." you warn, adopting a proper firing stance as you stare her down."Just hungry..." She offers. She seems a bit reluctant to tell you anything, but you continue to wait and she finally cracks. "Fuck. Just don't kill me, okay? I'll leave, you wont see me again...">Lower the gun, you may have over reacted>Stay careful, if she's a demon she'll say anything>Keep questioning her, make her come clean>Write-in
>>42838302>>Keep questioning her, make her come clean
>>42838302>Look lady I smelled sulfur on you the moment you hit the bar. Fess up. I ain't killing another supernat without a good reason but you approaching me is mighty suspicious.
>>42838302>Keep questioning her, make her come clean
>>42838302>Keep questioning her, make her come cleanMight be safe, we just gotta be sure.
>>42838334>>42838337>>42838344"Look, Lily, I've smelt sulphur the second you entered the Grove. I'm not gonna kill another Fable for no reason, but start talking." You warn.She bites her lip, thinking before she shakes her head. "Fine, Fine. My real name is Lilah. I'm... I've never admitted this before." She pauses, as if the notion struck her as odd before she continues. "I'm a Succubus." She says."Why are you here? Why me?""I'm hungry. You're hot. Two plus two is four..." She says a little sarcastically before she answers more seriously. "I'm a drifter. I need somewhere to eat. Everyone does- I don't kill people." She says.-------------------And now, is where I'll be introducing stats. As John, you're a mechanic by day, howling at the moon by night, and keeping the peace in Fabletown all the time.STATS:Strength 3Dexterity 2Intelligence 1Health 2Will 1Perception 3SKILLS:Pistols 1Drive (motorcycle) 1First Aid 1Mechanics (Automobiles) 1A 1 is fairly standard for a baseline human, or for any given skill, it represents doing fairly well at it, but not being exceptional.In this case I'll need you to roll an intelligence check (which is a 1d20+1) to determine if she is lying to you.Do you guys want to know the DCs, or do you prefer them hidden?Additionally, I apologize for the slow typing.
Rolled 11 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>42838555hidden Dcs
>>42838555Is this best of 3?
>>42838627I failed to mention this, but yes it is.
Rolled 19 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>42838555Could we not be called Fables? Christ alive that name only works in the Fables setting
Rolled 19 + 1 (1d20 + 1)>>42838555
>>42838642We doing Critical Success/Failures?
>>42838555Hidden DCs, I like being surprised.
>>42838650what would you guys prefer? It's honestly just slang, but john can get out of the habit.>>42838740Do you guys also wish for criticals? Criticals in this setting would be as potent in other games, but they would be auto failure or auto success in all but the most difficult situations.___________Lily seems to be telling you a lot of half truths. She's hungry, and you find that she IS being honest about you being attractive... Lilah isnt her real name, though... Dont true names have power over demons? No way she'd just give that to you. And her story... drifting around, not killing anyone? It sounds almost like she's reading from a script. "John?" She interrupts your thoughts. "Look, I'll just leave, okay? I swear... but... I'm in a bit of a bind... I have to eat... Staring at you have been like staring at a sizzling steak." Okay, that seemed true...>Give her a chance, get laid and feed her before shipping her off your turf.>Tell her to get the fuck out of here, like yesterday.>Kill her. she eats humans. Steals souls. Would've stolen yours too.>Write-in
>>42838799On a d20? No crits>Kill her. she eats humans. Steals souls. Would've stolen yours too.
>>42838799>Give her a chance, get laid and feed her before shipping her off your turf.>but make a call to your buddies first, you don't show in the morning, well she's never had to run from a pack of angry weres before has she?
>>42838799>>Kill her. she eats humans. Steals souls. Would've stolen yours too.Are other races as friendly to humans as us?
>>42838799>>Kill her. she eats humans. Steals souls. Would've stolen yours too.The question is if lead even works.
>>42838799>>Kill her. she eats humans. Steals souls. Would've stolen yours too.I'd rather not have crits.
>>42838799>>Write-inYour actual true name. Prove it's yours.
>>42838855>giving a chance>to a succubus out of all things
>>42838799>>Kill her. she eats humans. Steals souls. Would've stolen yours too.>>42838855>getting your soul eatenretard
>>42838799>Write-inKeep the conversation going, tell her to calm down, has she truely never killed someone? How long has she been a Succubus? What is involved with feeding? Is it super blatent what happens to the John?
>>42838855>>42838889>>42838907>>42838926That is terrible.You don't know what level of mind control they can use to make you call off the pack before you die.
>>42838959>>42839026>>42839073And you don't know what she can do. A normal succubus wouldn't be sacred of a handgun.
>>42839069Honestly I would rather have more information before going murderhobo, if she is able to do it without killing and without bringing any heat down then she might be a worthwhile asset to keep around as an information source, plus the hungrier she gets the more likely it is that she does kill the next John she comes across. It might actually be best to bite the bullet and keep a murder from happening
>>42839116You have a point. Supporting >>42838855
>>42838799>Kill her. she eats humans. Steals souls. Would've stolen yours too.
>>42838861Others are diverse as humans. Some were hate them, want them dead, some goblins like cooking them, others like to work with them for their "rustic charm". Basically good and evil isnt neccesarily determined by race.Support seems to be for killing her.________You sigh. You hate this part.The pistol in your hand explodes, deafening you in the enclosed room, with your enhanced hearing, but you slowly begin to shake it off. The bullet misses her head, instead striking her in the shoulder and making her scream. Her skin begins to crawl, moving as if there were bugs under it and she shifts, one moment human, the next, very, very, demonic. Horns sprout from her head, and a spaded tail dances behind her body. Skin turned a ruby red- a hellish color and the smell of sulphur and brimstone permeates the air like poison. Her features, however, are rather striking, beautifully rounded hips and large breasts are reavealed as the nightie burns away, and foot long talons tip the ends of her fingers.You fire again, nailing her square in the chest and making her collapse back against the wall, gasping and heaving, and you feel a momentary pain of guilt- and lust, as the she-demon lurches to her feet and tries to tackle you.>Shoot again, she has to be near dead (Pistol skill+Dex: 1d20+3)>Doooooooooooodge (Dex: 1d20+2)>Try to strongarm her. She's a succubus, they arent built to fight, right? (Strength 1d20+3)>Write-in(Sorry guys, I was almost done writing when all these new posts showed up.)
Rolled 17 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>42839169>>Try to strongarm her. She's a succubus, they arent built to fight, right? (Strength 1d20+3)
>>42839116>>42839125no he doesn't. the hell is a "normal" succubus? You don't know the rules of this universe.Even if they shouldn't be afraid, they'd pretend to be afraid for just this reason. To make you idiots let your guard down.
Rolled 17 (1d20)>>42839169>Try to strongarm her. She's a succubus, they arent built to fight, right? (Strength 1d20+3)Guys seriously, full murderhobo in the first fight? We haven't even gotten a grip on the full extent of the universe. Also QM the fact that demons aren't automatically evil might have been helpful earlier. Still digging it though
Rolled 14 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>42839169>Try to strongarm her. She's a succubus, they arent built to fight, right? (Strength 1d20+3)
>>42839258Choosing a succubus as first creature to meet is a bad choice then since they are the most untrustworthy creature ever. Even Djinns are better than succubi.
Rolled 13 + 2 (1d20 + 2)>>42839169>>Doooooooooooodge (Dex: 1d20+2)
>>42839258The lie detector roll clearly indicates killing is the only non retarded option.Using yourself as a guinea pig who gets their soul eaten is not the way to learn about lying demonic whores.
>>42839258Well, still- Demons have sort of earned that name, and John has never met one before. He wasn't even convinced they existed before now. I just meant that some of the more common, (namely, not otherworldy) races you have seen are all sorts of good and bad.You were also certain that she was lying to you about not killing people. so..._____You wait until she's almost upon you before driving your elbow into her back, hitting near the exit wound on her shoulder. Her body feels like it's on fire, but you cant help it as you feel your pants tightening, still working whatever magic she could on you, perhaps?She roars in pain at the contact but still she bucks against you, shoving you through the window and onto the walkway outside, where a couple of spaced out drug addicts watch with fascination. Lily climbs through the window, looking down at you, then up at the sky. You raise your gun and she makes a choice, leaping into the air and trying to fly haphazardly on her bat-like wings.>Shoot her, you've got her on the ropes.>Leave it, she's running, and she'll know better than to come back.>Write-in
>>42839385>Shoot her, you've got her on the ropes.
>>42839385>>Shoot her, you've got her on the ropes.We started this so might as well finish it.
>>42839385>>Shoot her, you've got her on the ropes.
>>42839385>>Shoot her, you've got her on the ropes.Lucky she picked the shitty motel. And that you for the clarification
>>42839400>>42839424>>42839441Not unexpected. Roll me a pistol skill. (1d20+3) She's moving fairly quick for her wounds.
Rolled 18 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>42839465Check my nat 20
>>42839258Point out a non retarded alternative to this course of action, don't use buzzwords.
Rolled 12 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>42839465
Rolled 7 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>42839465
>>42839119>her story... drifting around, not killing anyone? It sounds almost like she's reading from a script. What part of "they are a lying life-eater, talking to them is useless" did you not comprende?
>>42839478>>42839498>>42839503Your roll quickly onto your stomach and fire. A few shots miss, and for a moment you worry about the rounds as they vanish into the city, but a final shot clips her wing, causing her to make an unearthly shriek as she plummets to the ground. You push yourself up, pressing a hand to your sore ribs as you walk past the addicts. "Rhonda. Chad." You greet as you pass by them. "Don't go in that room.""Us? Yeah, fuck that. Don't care what she has. Creepy bitch. Breaking Glamour like that too? she deserves it." Rhonda spits, and Chad giggles, taking another drag of Syn.You make your way to the demon, and look down at her, gun aimed carefully. She is still alive, and has changed back into her mortal form- as beautiful as you'd imagine, minus the gunshot wounds, and the sickening sight of broken bones from her fall. She looks at you, her voice cracking as red tears run down her cheeks. "P-please. Please don't send me there... I'll do anything. I can't go back to Hell..." She begs you, and for perhaps the first time you dont feel the works of her magic on you, making you wonder if you could somehow indebt her to you.>Nah, end her.>Hold on, maybe there's some way to ensure she won't kill again. (Ideas?)>This has gone far enough. Live and let live. She won't forget this lesson.>Write-in.I dont understand Captcha anymore
>>42839821>Hold on, maybe there's some way to ensure she won't kill again. (Ideas?)She tells us her true name and we geass her with it not too.
>>42839821Man you sure want to keep her alive huh. Fine.>>42839862Do this.
>>42839821>>Hold on, maybe there's some way to ensure she won't kill again. (Ideas?)True name?Doubtful thhough.
>>42839821>>Nah, end her.
>>42839821>>Nah, end her.Too dangerous
>>42839821>Pray for her>Send her to Heaven instead.
>>42839821>>Nah, end her.It's like getting a carnivore to not eat meat.
>>42839862If the true name business doesn't work she gets the end of our business launcher.
>>42839862Supporting, if she doesn't give the true name though then cap her
>>42839862>>42839941"There's one way you make it out of this. True name. Your actual True name." You tell her, and she is only too eager to agree. "Aea! My true name is Aea. God, please!" She begs. You feel strange when she says the name, and it almost sounds drowned out, as if something were muffling it. Is it supposed to sound like that? You're no Demonologist, or summoner. You decide to try it, opening you mouth to tell her to lift her arm, but her arm shoots into the air before you can speak, causing her to cry out in pain as the broken limb dangles. Looks like you don't have to speak commands to her... Right?>Shoot her, she's reading your mind>Try to patch her up, you have your first aid kit>Fuck that, she's really messed up. Call Becca. She brews potions, right? she can help.>This is serious, call Silk. She's probably the only one who knows what to do with a demon anyway.___We seem rather divided on this, so we'll go with true name. If it doesnt work down the line, you'll have another chance, most likely.
>>42840100>This is serious, call Silk. She's probably the only one who knows what to do with a demon anyway.>meanwhile think to her to put her glamour back on.
>>42840100>>This is serious, call Silk. She's probably the only one who knows what to do with a demon anyway.
>>42840100>Shoot her, she's reading your mindWitchcraft!
>>42840100>>This is serious, call Silk. She's probably the only one who knows what to do with a demon anyway.Seems like we have control for the moment, ask her if she'll die if we don't get her immediate treatment
You dial up silk, waiting nervously as the dial tone rings, and you hear a tired voice. "Johnathan, What's wrong sweetie? Are you hurt? Need a disposal?" She asks. You rub at your forehead, "Nah, I've got a problem, though. Injured uh... succubus. I've got her under control, but she's pretty..." You look at the woman at your feet, and she nods. "Fucked up. Need your help."You put your hand over the mouthpiece, asking her if she even needs healing and she nods again. "Yes! I-I'm not as tough as you think." A glance at an exposed rib bone is enough for you to believe her."Coming. Where?" Silk asks.You tell her, and it's about ten minutes before Silk's van pulls up. The older, mature woman climbing out with a sigh and walking around the front to look down at the unconscious succubus. "Well, seems you have a story for me." She laughs before kissing you on the cheek. She pulls open the van door and lifts the girl easily, dumping her into the back without ceremony. You climb into the passenger seat and the two of you set off for Silk's apartment.You fill her in on the way, and she listens intently, running fingers through her blonde hair, streaked with the starts of silver.___And I'm thinking now might be a good time to pause. We've had a decent session, and I'd like to take this time to answer questions about the session, as well as ask some questions of my own: How did y'all enjoy this? Where can I improve? This was my first quest, and I feel like I underperformed for part of it... and I just being hard on myself?
>>42840334the setting* not session. though I can do both.
>>42840334I enjoyed it man, it's good overall as far as I can tell but I'm easy to please. Hopefully will see you around again.
>>42840334I like it, I guess I had a little bit of confusion early on as to the tone of the setting and what the MC's goals are but it got smoother as time went on. I'll be back of you continue.
>>42840427>>42840459Awesome, thank you for the support. I'll archive this thread here, and should it still be up in the morning ill continue from there. Should I start up a twitter?
>>42840499Twitters are always appreciated. Good run today, I enjoyed it. And idea how often you'll run?
>>42840499A lot of quests do it, so I don't see why not. Or maybe wait another few threads, up to you really.
>>42840582honestly? No. Im recently out of a job, and awaiting a response from a government program to help me into my dream job nursing, but i'll need to wait and see. I'll most likely run again earlier tomorrow.
>>42840499Twitter is smart.Announcing at the end of the thread when the next quest will be is the most important though.
>>42840134>Witchcraft!Or>Let me call my friend, who's a witch.
>>42836513>The GroveOh shit, that's the name of my apartment complex.
Just gonna keep this alive for when QM comes backBut while I'm posting, I wanted to ask is there any background we should know about the setting? You said it was a homebrew, is there any info that's different here than any other saying with supernatural creatures?