Such is life. When it is a single bullet away from being forfeit, you yearn for any kind of boredom. When that is forced upon you, you yearn again for the thrill of the battlefield, for the skies, for the feeling of mana at the end of your rifle, for the mad laugh that comes with killing. The room is bare, the walls sickly, and you don’t dare approach the squat toilet in the corner until absolutely necessary. One bed, one chair. As it stands, the height of luxury.You don’t want to think about the jailing conditions of your subordinates, if indeed they were still alive. Idle hands bring idle thoughts. Braiding your hair at least offered you solace ever since you were brought out of the military infirmary into your jail.Of course, Lt. Ayuz’s lone knock and entrance came at the exact time when your hair was at its most disheveled. Despite this, and the creases in your shirt and trousers, you immediately stand at attention. You can’t let something like two (or was it three?) months of incarceration soften you up that much.“Ha, Knight-Lieutenant di Heldeqi zu Bluwmik, yes. Hello, hello. Stand easy, easy, I’m no senior of yours. Hm... Have you been well...?” he trails away, and only draws his eyes away from his writing pad to look into yours for that single moment.>“I do believe I already told you not to sully my family name. Please just use my first name.” [Friendly banter]>“Yes, thank you for your concern.” [Cold, with an edge of sarcasm]>“Yes, Lieutenant, thank you, Lieutenant.” Remain at attention. [Expressionless]>Other (?)
>>43274599>“Yes, Lieutenant, thank you, Lieutenant.” Remain at attention. [Expressionless]Emotions are for real people, not you.
>>43274599>“Yes, Lieutenant, thank you, Lieutenant.” Remain at attention. [Expressionless]
>>43274599>>“I do believe I already told you not to sully my family name. Please just use my first name.” [Friendly banter]Being polite is always worth it.
>>43274599>“Yes, Lieutenant, thank you, Lieutenant.” Remain at attention. [Expressionless]Patience
>>43274599>“Yes, thank you for your concern.” [Cold, with an edge of sarcasmtsun~ without the dere all the way fam
>>43274668>>43274682>>43274741>>43274785[Do the robot.][Writing]
“Yes, Lieutenant, thank you, Lieutenant.”A moment passes, he looks at you, and you stare beyond him, straight ahead, without a blink. He sighs, and straightens.“Your dedication is commendable, Knight-Lieutenant—”“Thank you, Lieutenant.”“I wasn’t finished. I came here to notify you about the upcoming trial of the soldier who, ha, mishandled your capture. In the mean time, they will be detained and scoured of both their military and civilian rights. Any question?”>“No, Lieutenant, thank you for the information, Lieutenant.”>“Is there any actual chance of the tribunal finding them guilty of breaking the the pact?”>Other (?)
>>43274795So how many threads do you think this one will last before you abandon it?
>>43274897>“No, Lieutenant, thank you for the information, Lieutenant.”
>>43274897>“No, Lieutenant, thank you for the information, Lieutenant.”Steady the course.
>>43274897[Of course, soldiers should be a plural.]
>>43274897>“No, Lieutenant, thank you for the information, Lieutenant.”they're just detaining him after several months? this is a weird-ass justice system, usually it's the sentencing that takes too long
>>43274982>>43274978>>43274958>>43274946>>43274916[Writing.]>>43274914[Hopefully, I'll be able to bring it to a close.]>>43274982[Indeed. But again, she's an enemy combatant, so who cares? Anyways, I made a typo, there were several soldiers. One does not capture a Dragon Knight alone, afterall.]
>>43274982Slow justice system, especially in times of war, and doubly so for the rights of a captured enemy.Altough this might be good news. if they make an effort to get us justice, then they might be losing the war, and they are trying to hide behind good faith.
>>43275019>she's an enemy combatant, so who cares?if she was a random grunt, nobody. but she's a dragon-rider, and I'd guess Knight-Lieutenant means she's at least technically a member of nobility. It's actually surprising that she's in a cell, instead of in a nice house with someone of similar rank. It probably means the wars almost over and they're losing, if there are no noble households to watch her
>>43275152You are making a lot of assumptions, and guesses, we barely know anything about the setting it general.
“No, Lieutenant, thank you for the information, Lieutenant.”The words come out harsh to your ears, but only because you had a noble’s upbringing. You’re sure he hasn’t heard the catch in your breath or the tightening of your jaw.“Did anybody tell you how peculiar your eyes look, Knight-Lieutenant? Is that why you were raining death upon us, riding that dragon, instead of clutching your hands to your breast, safe in your father’s home?”Damn him. Damn them all. He waits for any further reaction, but for now, you manage to hold it together.“Well, I shall take my leave in any case. Have a good day, Knight-Lieutenant.”“Thank you, Lieutenant.”Lt. Ayuz lets himself out, and as soon as the door closes behind him, you have to make for the chair. There is a dull pain in your arm and your leg (the ones -they- broke) and you can’t even make a fist with your hands. Two fingers in each dead, still warm but useless. Are they even going to pay? Are they?You do not cry, but you shake and heave from the raw hatred roaring in your ears. Those were the thoughts you didn’t want to have, and as soon as you’re done stinking up the room some more with the meager content of your stomach, you go back to braiding your hair. Doing, undoing, redoing, undoing, doing again, until there is nothing but calm.And a hint of something else. A prickling behind your eyes you haven’t felt for two months.[Cont.]
>>43275300i am, but knights are lower nobility in pretty much every culture where there's an equivalent. and in every culture that had nobility, you see the same kind of trends for keeping noble prisoners.
>>43275317The bond with your dragon, so fleeting, but then larger, bigger, enough for mana to flow from him to you. You grin, you can’t help it. The fools, the ignorants, they didn’t kill Srahen, and instead moved him closer to you! They don’t know the first thing about the Knights! This is good, this is information you can bring back, once you go home.The thought hits you. You retrieve the key to the home of your line between your breast and look at it. You could escape. With but a single key and the power of your dragon’s mana.>For Dragon Knights, magic is sympathetic. Your dragon is your source of power, which you then pour into an object. A coat will be warmer, a piece of armor, sturdier, a rifle, powerful enough to blow a squadron to bits, and a key...>Escape.>No, there is no way this is possible. They can’t be that stupid. It might be a trap. They are testing you.>Other (?)
>>43275327>Escape.>and if it's a trap, they all die
>>43275327Heal ourselves as best we can then>Escape.
>>43275339Second, We are hate incarnate.
>>43275327We've been here for months. I don't think there is much more to learn about our captors now.>Escape.
>>43275339>>43275347>>43275377>>43275348[Writing.]>>43275347[Magic can't possibly affect a living body, Anon, what are you saying?!]
>>43275319What if we are way too danerous for that? I wouldn't want a trained killer in the custody of my house, other noble or not>>43275327Well they either don't know the "first thing about the Knights" or they are eager to know it, and this is a test to see we actually get enough power to try and flee if he move the dragon closer.We could either try now, and succseed or fail depending what their disposition is, or wait more and see if they move the dragon closeri think we should wait and see.
>>43275389what are the rules of magic, just wondering?
>>43275152>It's actually surprising that she's in a cell, instead of in a nice house with someone of similar rank.Could be we're in some equivalent of an Oflag or a Stalag Luft.https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oflaghttps://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stalag_Luft_III#Camp_life>>43275389>[Magic can't possibly affect a living body, Anon, what are you saying?!]So we can't pump mana into our legs to make ourself faster, our fists so we hit harder, that kind of thing? Good to know.
>>43275413if you didn't want a trained killer in your home, don't take them alive. There are rules for noble captives, and it is proper to follow them unless a 'mishap' occurs.
>>43275449Anon, slow down.Rifles have been explicitly mentioned a couple times now.We could be as far along in development as an early 20th century equivalent, in which case our status as nobility means all of dick.
>>43275449Take no offense, but this sounds rather stupid to me. Why would anyone go trough the trouble to capture a dangerous opponent alive, then threat them like they would do with an expensive guest?
>>43275473not if they're still using knighthood as a rank
>>43275389We could use magic to make a super effective split or bandages though.
>>43275496just in case it happens to them. most of the stupid rules and regulations that nobles came up with was to cover their own asses if they got in trouble
>>43275531Makes sense, but apparently that's not the case here. If this situation is really a mishap, then they probably don't have Dragon Knights on their own.Meaning that even if the rules exist, they don't give a jack about them.
>>43275531Also so they can show off how above commoners they are. They treat each other honorably, even when they're bitter enemies, because that's just how fucking NOBLE they are. Peasants wouldn't understand.In this case, either these rules don't exist or the conflict is just TOO bitter to care.
>>43275511Anon, we're a "Dragon Knight"."Knight-Lieutenant" could be merely indicative of our status as such. Could be the equivalent to "Flight Lieutenant" in the RAF.https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flight_lieutenant
You take a moment to fill up the brass key with the trickle of mana you receive. Sweat beads on your brow, hope and dread mixing in a nasty feeling. When it’s warm enough to notice, you slot the key in the hole of the strong wooden door. Before clicking it open, you verify you can’t ear anybody in the corridor, but it is thick, and a stationary guard probably wouldn’t make much noise. You sigh, take a breath, turn the key and open the door wide.There is a guard. But you have the element of surprise. A young blonde, barely older than you, but without the years of training and none of your experience, that much is clear from the panic filling his eyes.>Go for the throat.>He is a man, after all. There lies a weakness. [Knee him in the crotch]>Wrestle for the rifle at his side.>Take his sidearm.>Other (?)
>>43275595>He is a man, after all. There lies a weakness. [Knee him in the crotch]then>Take his sidearm
>>43275595>Go for the throat.Need to put him down fast, and for all we know he could be wearing a cup.
>>43275595>He is a man, after all. There lies a weakness. [Knee him in the crotch]>Take his sidearm.
>>43275496>>43275531>>43275561>>43275587[Sorry for not making that clearer, but our MC has been treated fairly well. She was healed in the camp's infirmary, had her own room, and the right to private baths and all. But it is still a military camp.]
>>43275595>Go for the throat.when he's dead, take his weapons and armor and infuse them with mana
>>43275595>Go for the throat.it's quick, and more importantly it's silent
>>43275620Jee thanks for saying that NOW, After the vote was done, Cunt.
>>43275595>Take his sidearm.We're civilized, we don't kill with our bare hands, or worse.
>>43275595>Go for the throat.
>>43275639Thought it was pretty clearly implied that we'd been treated fairly well. There shouldn't be a need to spell out everything.
>>43275677>Thought it was pretty clearly implied that we'd been treated fairly well.No it REALLY wasn't.
>>43275620Aside from the "ha, mishandling" of course. Sorry, too late, spiteful dragon bitch is go.
>>43275595>Go for the throat.>>43275677no it wasn't,
>>43275703I'd prefer to go the "I hate humans" route, And icey heart route.
>>43275656>>43275636>>43275621>>43275612[I shall need dices. 3d10 per roll. The best of each shall be your score, the second best of each will be the one of the guard.]
Rolled 3, 6, 9 = 18 (3d10)>>43275744
Rolled 6, 10, 6 = 22 (3d10)>>43275744Specify you need dice next time for fucks sake.
Rolled 3, 10, 6 = 19 (3d10)>>43275744I don't get it, but I'll roll dice anytime.
Rolled 3, 7, 4 = 14 (3d10)>>43275744
Rolled 5, 2, 7 = 14 (3d10)>>43275744
>>43275744Why the hell do you have us roll for the enemy.
>>43275744you probably shouldn't keep this system outside of the introduction
>>43275751>>43275755>>43275762[29 vs 18. Woosh.]>>43275781[I like it. Mostly I like trying whatever shitty idea goes. But alright.]
>>43275797mostly it means we can't lose
>>43275786You mean you don't want a system where it's impossible for us to lose?
>>43275781because why not?>>43275859>>43275856thats exactly why we should keep it>>43275786shush you
“St—”You crush your fist in his throat after ducking his clumsy attempt to grab you. Perfect positioning after evasion, you would make your masters proud. He flails to the ground, hiccuping and tearing up. You quickly check your surroundings, nobody in sight. But the flow of mana is drying up, you’ll have to move fast.You grab the guard by the shoulders and drag him in the room that is your jail no more. After bashing his head in the floor until you can see the white of his eyes, you lift his knife, his sidearm (a single-shot caplock) and his rifle from him. You also take his pouch of gunpowder and the handful of bullets you found while patting his breast pocket.The key is only the key to your home now, but you close the door on him nonetheless.>Just flee, make for home.>Make sure they pay.>Find your dragon.>Other (?)
>>43275968>>Find your dragon.>silently kill anyone you come across on the way
>>43275968>Find your dragon.
>>43275968>>Find your dragon.
>>43275968>Find your dragon.I foresee a unanimous decision.
>>43276016well yeah, gotta rescue that husbando
>>43276066fine. waifu then
>>43276034Woah hey now, I'm sure Dragon and Knight relationships are purely platonic! So it's more like rescuing our nii-chan.
>>43276109>relationship with a Dragon>platonic>on /tg/
Srahen is alive. Partner, savior, friend, brother, all of that and much more. No way you can leave him behind. You move along the corridor, arranging your hair so it doesn’t impede you, and securing the rifle across your chest. You have the faintest feeling your dragon came from somewhere South and went North. Just something in the texture of the flow of mana. Just as you hit the first flight of stairs, you feel the prickle again. I’m coming Srahen, I’m coming!The first guard is easy. Just a pebble shot out to grab his attention, then a jump on his back and a knife in his throat. Easy but messy. The warmth of his blood on your shirt cooling makes you shiver.The second and third, guarding the side-entrance of the building, will be less so. The mana is still not enough to quench your thirst, but you can probably charge up the caplock. The rifle will only have to stay a simple rifle.>All stealth, don’t make your escape known.>Take the time to charge the caplock and blow them to bits.>Other (?)>In any case, roll dice (3d10). First set is for your action, second set and third set will be for other purposes.
Rolled 6, 7, 1 = 14 (3d10)>>43276295>>All stealth, don’t make your escape known.
Rolled 3, 4, 1 = 8 (3d10)>>43276295>All stealth, don’t make your escape known.
Rolled 4, 7, 2 = 13 (3d10)>>43276295>All stealth, don’t make your escape known.No need to start too big of a fight in our current condition.
Rolled 9, 10, 4 = 23 (3d10)>>43276295>All stealth, don’t make your escape known.
You’re shaking. You’ve tried to keep in shape these months, but your leg throbs, and your dead fingers don’t hold the knife nearly as well as they should. You send a prayer to the God-King for the safety of your bloodline, and hope he won’t hold against you the hope that some of that safety spatters your path.The first guard dies, but his death jerk makes you lose the knife. The second one is on you before you can retrieve it. Your knee meets his manhood but that doesn’t kill him, it makes him howl. You embrace his head with your freed arms and the disgust you feel is only assuaged by the knowledge he soon will be dead. A twist and his neck breaks, dissolving his cry in a gargle. Your knee hurts, and you kick him again there. That’ll teach him. Wearing a cup, tch.But he was head, and there are now footsteps and shouts coming from the path leading North. You’re only a scant meters away from the outpost’s wall, and there is nobody in the watchtower. You could disappear. But your dragon has stopped moving.>Run towards him, if you get close enough, you can charge your rifle.>Hide and wait for the patrol to pass.>Other (?)
>>43276626>Run towards him, if you get close enough, you can charge your rifle.get to dragon quick!
So... we're totally gonna fuck our dragon, right guys?
>>43276626>Run towards him, if you get close enough, you can charge your rifle.must save dragon
>>43276626>Run towards him, if you get close enough, you can charge your rifle.
>>43276653>even asking thisThat's a given anon
>>43276653you really need to ask?
If you die, you die, if you get captured again, whatever will happen will happen. But you are a Dragon Knight. If any of that comes to be, it will be by Srahen’s side. You get up, run, and start charging as much mana as you can inside the rifle, slotting a bullet in without even the need for thought. It gets warmer and warmer until you’re so cl—They clipped his wings.They took the most magnificent of beasts, the one true friend who would never even dream of betraying you, and they condemned him to the life of the worm, always his muffle in the dust.Srahen looks back at you, head down, his eyes so alike yours full of an emotion you don’t understand, then he is hidden away by the blast of an explosion, making what is left of the patrol fly in the air. You blink, surprised. Oh, you did that. Another blast. And another again. So much for stealth now.You wrap your arms against your dragon’s neck, and talk to him in the usual babble, stroking the rough scaly skin all the while. He nudges you, and exhales a breath powerful enough to make your braids fly from their hold. You laugh and cry at the same time, and set to untying him from the sled.>Get away, get away from this horrible place.>Make them all pay.>Cripple them, and then flee. Revenge won’t bring anything back.>Other (?)
>>43277012>>Cripple them, and then flee. Revenge won’t bring anything back.
>>43277012>Make them all pay.
>>43277012>Get away, get away from this horrible place.
>>43277012>Make them all pay.they die in the most painful way possible. every last one of them
>>43277012>Cripple them, and then flee. Revenge won’t bring anything back.
>>43277012>Get away, get away from this horrible place.We will make them pay later, survival first
>>43277012>Make them all pay.>set the place ablaze>this whole country is going to burn
>>43275389Hoooo wait, Overhuman/Mistborn/ATLA magic? Fucking cool.
>>43277012>>Get away, get away from this horrible place.If they choose to pursue it's their own fault what happens to them. But first priority is to get big bro to safety.
Rolled 2 (1d2)[1 - They shall die.2 - We shall live.]
>>43277247[I'm sorry Anon, but I won't count this vote. But be secure in the knowledge than in an alternate universe, the QMC killed every last one of them and reveled in their screams.]
>>43277302Come on, we got the majority now
>>43277302it's ok, I was definitely on the fence about this vote
[Sorry, somewhat long update.]
did we just lose our dragon husbando?
>>43277616Is it still a dragon without it's wings?
As soon as you’re done freeing him from his bounds, Srahen shakes himself and roars to the sky, stretching the stumps of his wings. That vision tightens your heart and blackens your vision with rage for a second, but your dragon senses it and whines at you, nuzzling your whole body with his head.“I know, I know, I’m sorry,” you say to him. Those natural philosophers thinking dragons can’t possibly understand their masters. You’ll show them right once you go home. That’s right, you have to go home.“Can you run, big boy?”He only snorts scornfully in response. You can’t help but titter tiredly at this, while you saddle up just in front of the ruins that are the only things left from his majestic wings. At the gates, blasted open with a single shot, you look back, shoot a last round, killing the squad lining you up.“You will all pay,” you whisper.And then you’re gone, and you don’t worry about anybody catching you, for no beast is faster than a dragon, whether it is on the ground, or in the skies.But a bullet can.It catches you in the shoulder, the same limb that -they- broke, and can feel it burying in the bone. Your yelp of pain and surprise almost makes Srahen stop, but you spur him forward, even if each of his leaps make you grit your teeth. Around you, spring is everywhere, new life blossoming, while yours slowly leaves you, your blood mixing with that of the soldier who bled on you.>Take it slowly, but never stop moving. With some luck the bleeding will stop.>Forfeit the road, head into the woods. They will be able to follow your track, but hopefully having a dragon will still make you faster.>Stop, and treat the wound as well as you can.>Other (?)
>>43277804>Forfeit the road, head into the woods. They will be able to follow your track, but hopefully having a dragon will still make you faster.
>>43277804>>Forfeit the road, head into the woods. They will be able to follow your track, but hopefully having a dragon will still make you faster.
>>43277804>Forfeit the road, head into the woods. They will be able to follow your track, but hopefully having a dragon will still make you faster.Sounds smart to me.
>>43277804>Stop, and treat the wound as well as you can.
“Srahen, the woods!”He follows your finger, and part the bushes before slithering deeper. Quickly enough, everything becomes darker, and more eerie. Only the sturdy existence beneath your legs seems real, for every tree seems to whisper and part its branches to move you along inside the forest. The sweat at your brow is cold, and shivers shake you more and more as the hours pass, despite making your clothes warmer thanks to Srahen.No, it can’t be hours. You wouldn’t be conscious, at the rate you’re losing blood.“You seem very hurt, Young Mother.”You can’t see the source of the voice. So you don’t listen. Just a trick of your brain.“I’m very real. Won’t you hear me out.”>“No.”>“You’re not real.”>Don’t argue with a hallucination. You have to save Srahen. And yourself. Keep it together.>Other (?)
>>43278265>Don’t argue with a hallucination. You have to save Srahen. And yourself. Keep it together.
>>43278265>“I’m very real. Won’t you hear me out.”“I’m very real. Won’t you hear me out?”Slight typo.
>>43278265>Can’t argue with a hallucination. You have to save Srahen. And yourself. Keep it together.
>>43278265>“You’re not real.”
You ignore it. What you can’t see doesn’t exist. Probably.“Oh, is that all?”Leaves cascade in front of you. Always in front of you, despite Srahen dogged advance through the roots, trunks and shrubs. They form something. Ugly, and wrong, and you shiver again, more violently, the pain in your shoulder extending down and across your chest. Your breath is ragged, and you don’t know if it’s because of the reaction to the hallucination, or your wound, or both.“Do you believe me better now?”Never, never. You have to go back home. That’s all. Just back home.“Oh, but you will. If you hear me out. Only if you hear me out. I’d hate to see somebody so bright and beautiful wasted on the likes of the High Queen. We have to make you much tastier before!”It giggles, and the sound of it makes you grit your teeth.“Follow my advice, and you shall meet a haven in which you will be able to sleep, and heal, and go home.For a time.”>Just listen.>“Yes, yes please!”>Shut it out.>Other (?)
>>43278726>I want your word that Srahen will be safe and cared for, regardless of what you or this "High Queen" do to me. Give me that, and I'll think about listening to you
>>43278726>Shut it out.
>>43278726>Shut it out.Not trusting this bullshit for even a second
>>43278726>Shut it out.Don't trust the forest dwellers.
>>43278726>Just listen.but keep moving
>>43278954What sort of time period are we in? Something like Victorian Era?
It talks but it’s fine. You can’t hear it anymore. In fact, you can’t see much anymore. But you can feel Srahen moving, and howling, even though you can’t hear him. His scales are smooth against your cheek. You wish you could move your arms around his neck, just to feel the life of him, but it’s odd, you can’t really move.Ha.Damn.
>>43279214You wake up shaking and delirious, and naked, and it horrifies you, but you have to empty your already empty stomach. The only thing coming out is water stinking of bile and it hurts, but it makes you feel better, if weaker. The door creaks, so close you could almost reach for it, and there’s a sigh of surprise coming from the figure cut against the stars.>Cry for Srahen>Try to attack>Other (?)
>>43279295>Cry for Srahen
>>43279174[It's a mixture of many things, but more Renaissance tech-wise, plus or minus things I didn't know existed during Renaissance, or I assume existed but really didn't.]
>>43279295>>Cry for Srahen
>>43279295>Cry for Srahenah railroading, how I love thee
>>43279295>Try to attack
>>43279360>things didn't go the way i like!>boo boo railroading!
>>43279505less that it didn't turn out how I wanted, more that this is probably the 'haven' that spirit was going to lead us to anyway
Good Queen DM, do you have a twitter or a method to alert us when you are running? I will be following this with interest.
You cry out for your dragon and yell at him to attack, and soon enough his silouhette blocks out the stars, plunging the cabine in almost complete darkness. But to your surprise he doesn’t plunge his teeth in whoever—or whatever—the figure is. He stops and only snarls mightily in the night’s quiet. There’s a cry and a babble of words you don’t understand and something leathery touches you, and you bristle and cover yourself with the first thing you can reach. Then you kick and punch with the only arm available, making contact even if your feeble strength probably doesn’t do much. But you’re not thinking straight, you just have to struggle enough so it doesn’t touch you, doesn’t—“Halt! Me—ow!—friend! Pardon! Halt!” says an old woman voice.Your panic subsides and your trained instincts come back. Soon enough, you’re on her back, her arms bent in the most debilitating position you can put her with only one arm.“Pardon!” she repeats, hiccuping from the pain.>Ask questions (?)>Just send her to meet the God-Kind.>Other (?)
>>43279834>Ask questionsWho are you, Where am i, Where's Srahen.
>>43279849Perfect, thanks DM!
>>43279834>Ask questions (?)Who are you?Where am I?Where is my dragon?
>>43279859Seconding my man>>43279849What music is the MC into?
>>43279834>>Other (?)>Set her down on a chair. We talk like the lady we are.
>>43279899I think it's pretty obvious that we aren't very lady like, You can stop now.
>>43279834>Who are you, Where am i, can you help my dragon>>43279884>>43279859but he's right there, snarling and scaring the woman
>>43280012The we ignore that one question.
[Writing.]>>43280012[This.]>>43279894[I didn't mean this kind of questions, but fine! Our MC is one of this peculiar sort who doesn't enjoy music nor singing, whether it is rambuctious ensemble music, sad folk songs, or ribald minstrel tunes.I know, very odd.]
>>43280069i thought the MC would be into funky ass shit
>>43280117[She's no fun allowed, apparently.]
>>43280069what are our MC's hobbies, other than snuggling Srahen?
>>43280125I am perfectly fine with that.>>43280136Killing our enemies? Training?
>>43280069>MC doesn't enjoy musicwe are a golem
>>43280190No we aren't, Some people just don't like music.
>>43280136cleaning Srahen's scales, talking to Srahen, riding Srahen as the sun sets, thinking about Srahen, knitting dragon-sized sweaters for Srahen...
You press her against the ground to make her shut up. She squeaks under you. “Where are we?”“Pardon?” she says, her voice uneven. You let up the pressure on her back, ready to slam her if she moves ever-so-slightly.“Place. Where?”“Home?”You let out an infuriate sigh, which props her to speak again.“Road, hm, of Leaves? Zayungo? Hurt! Pardon, please!”So, you’re still in those barbarous lands. The crone cries out again, and you make a tremendous effort to steady your temper.“Who are you?”“Me friend!”“Name,” you say, unshakeable.“Lin! Lin Zayun!”You look up, directly into the single eye of Srahen visible in the frame of the door. He seems ... dissatisfied with you. Maybe even angry.>Let her go. Make it very clear she is not to try anything against you.>One less of her people would probably make the world better. Besides, she already lived a long life.>Other (?)
>>43280136[Noble hobbies.Maybe we'll even see her enjoy some of them later.>implying she can enjoy anything ]
>>43280420are you ok buddy?
>>43280420>>Let her go. Make it very clear she is not to try anything against you.
>>43280420>Let her go. Make it very clear she is not to try anything against you.>>43280447Not since....It happened.
>>43280420>Let her go. Make it very clear she is not to try anything against you.
>>43280420>Let her go. Make it very clear she is not to try anything against you.>we already upset dragon husbando
>>43280447our home is filled with cutesy dragon needlepoints, isn't it?
>>43280647How cute is the MC?
what do dragon-human hybrids look like in this setting?
You lift yourself from the woman, almost falling back on her in a bout of vertigo, and only about manage to make for what passes for a bed. It stinks of sweat, and old dead things, but you’re glad for it.“I let you go,” you say slowly, “but I will kill you if you try anything against me or my dragon. Understand?”“Yes, pardon,” she replies, rubbing her wrists. She grins an almost toothless smile when she hears your stomach growl. “No worry, have food, just clean puke first.”You groan and start searching for a rag, but she pushes you back so softly you don’t even have the urge to defend. “Me clean, me do food, you stay in bed. No worry.”*For three days, the old crone bustles about trying to heal and nourish you, even if her meals are so eye-wateringly disgusting you puke almost all of them. Still, she makes cooing noises, and keeps making more food, and washes your neck and your pits during your fever, brings more fresh water every morning, and hides Srahen whenever it seems company is approaching.At the height of your fever, a soldier approaches, and your whole body tenses, but the old woman deals with him swiftly, and he’s gone with only a cursory glance at the stinking, bone-thin figure sweating inside the cabin. You guess you don’t look like the proud Dragon Knight they held anymore.“What were you telling him about that made him laugh? Were you mocking me?”She makes a dismissive gesture. “Men. No understand woman problems. So laugh.”“What?”“Just told him truth. Sick girl with child. Forest air good, and witch know things ab—”“What the thousand hells do you mean, ‘with child’?” you say a tone too high. You shake her wrist about, your grip squeezing her arm and pulling her this way and that. “What it is you’re trying to say?!”“You not know?” she answers, already her other hand covering her face from fear of your anger. “The puke? You bleed last moon?”There is nothing you can say.
whelp, looks like it's home abortion time
[Alright, I started procrastinating way too much, so this will be the end of the first thread. I figure this is going to be a weekly thing, so expect something next weekend.Twatter: https://twitter.com/AlterationQM]>>43280760[Mayhaps, mayhaps!]>>43281200[Well, she has braids, and cute lizard eyes!]>>43281222[They don't actually exist. Sometimes a child is born with a Meld mark, mostly in the noble houses, which signifies they're able to use link to a dragon, and use them as a kind of "mana battery". The only thing left is to train them into becoming war machines.]
and we already have a half-dragon baby, nice.
>>43281241>“You not know?” she answers, already her other hand covering her face from fear of your anger. “The puke? You bleed last moon?”Fucking piece of shit of a spirit
So what, we banged our youthful squire?
>>43281309no anon, we were raped in prison and have to figure out how to get it out without killing ourselves
>>43281320>he doesn't get itShe is a prisoner of war, and multiple soldiers "mishandled" her capture.
>we were gangbanged by in prison by several soldiersfucking excellentmy fetish
>>43281309More like half-barbarian.
>>43281325We could just have it, and then genocide them all and mount the skull of his father on our tally and spit on it once in a while while sipping tea.
>>43281309The retardation, It hurts!
>>43281325Just fall down some stairs or get in a bar fight or some shit. This isn't some bad movie where anything concerning pregnancy is a death sentence.
well the good news is we won't be pregnant for long, what with our malnourished state and nearly dying a couple times in this thread. But we can't take the chance of a miscarriage just happening, so how are we going to abort this baby?>>43281385nah, that ALWAYS ends with the kid killing the 'evil' mother off
>>43281385Ha Ha HA, NO.
>>43281385but that's 9 months in which we can't try for the first half-dragon baby
>>43281417...Have Srahen punch us in the stomach til it's aborted?
Blacked in the first thread
>>43281417There are a bunch of herbs that'll cause miscarriage if taken within the first few months, we'll just take a bunch of them and this'll be dealt with in a day or two. Then we get back to full strength and kill every person in this pathetic country's army
Picture of the MC
>>43281572Here's a better one that fits more, Since we're a knight, Not a prissy noble woman.
10/10 excellent quest
>>43281572I imagined her more like this.
>>43281850You flatter me. My ego can't take it. It's going to burst!
>>43281850I'd give it 8.5/10. still solid, but I hate the use of rape and pregnancy as plot points, especially when there's already plenty of motivation for revenge
>>43281887Same, It always leaves a bad taste.
>>43281914>that's what she said
>>43281972not to her dragon
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>>43282017Is that even a thing anymore? Do underage even remember it?
>>43282063Apparently not sadly.
>>43281868>>43281627Swords are mostly sport weapons and things that go well with dress uniforms. Rifles and guns are much better.
>>43282585when you can infuse magic into your weapons and armor, swords are once again an awesome choice
>>43282585Rifles? Like pic related?Are armies organized in divisions, brigades and such?I'm liking your setting.
>>43282632They become extra sharp and sturdy and can cut through steel without being folded a mirrion times, but that doesn't increase their range. And Dragon Knights are rare. >>43282765Yes, and yes, and thanks.
you know, if rifles and the like are still only single-shot, we might be better off getting a bow. They fire faster, and we aren't hampered by the difference in damage
>>43282906Why did you say your setting was Renassaince-esque, then? It's clearly mid-19th century.
>>43282955or we could get a Girandoni equivalent
>>43282973Seems to be dragons have kept population down, and innovation high in only warfare.
So our consensus - if the baby aborts, so be it, but if he/she survives?
>>43283008Or maybe, just maybe, Alt knows fuck all about the history of warfare.
>>43282973>>43282999Just a word of advice, do not expect /k/-stuff from me. I'm alright at writing violence, but I'm barely able to make the difference between different types of guns, or remember three brands of them.>>43282973I did also say : "plus or minus things I didn't know existed during Renaissance, or I assume existed but really didn't". And the kind of rifles that existed at the time definitely fits those categories.
>>43283056if by some miracle of bullshit plot the baby survives our every attempt to abort it, we will pass them on to our family's nursemaid and continue with our genocide until the kid is ready to be trained
>>43283130Then we take the kid and make him the best knight possible and raise him with his dragon protector?
>>43283151yep. and he will learn nothing of his heritage
>>43283056Need to find out what caused the baby in text. But leaning towards letting it live so we can see the kid take vengeance.
>>43283188it was the 'mishandling' that caused the baby. we were in captivity for three or four months, and apparently only missed one period
>>43283056San loss, reason the baby was from the dragon.
How much do we bet that the baby is the reincarnation of the voice we heard?
>>43283250all the more reason to kill it. fae are not to be trusted
>>43283056Turn it into a god.It shouldn't be totally alive yet, so we should saturate that nigga in Dragon-mana.Or, you know, kill it and use it's flesh to heal ourself.
What are the chances /tg/ would like /ss/ and /incest/?>>43283591I like it. Except mana to flesh kills things.
>>43283621Best way to Abort then.If it works, the baby dies. If it doesn't, we give birth to a physical god.
>>43283646DM gives anon PLOT POINT.Anon ignores PLOT POINT and made a living god.
>>43283621>What are the chances /tg/ would like /ss/ and /incest/?High.
>>43283696>DM gives PLOT POINT and SETTING INFO>ANON combines to make UNEXPECTED AWESOME
>>43283591Problem is that magic doesn't affect living things.
>>43283818Fetus might get around that problem.Or it might just die, IDK.
The kid is just a mistake, a product of rape. We'll kill it before it sees the light of day.
>>43283908With Mana!Either it kills it, or we get a superhuman child. There's really no downside.
>>43283967>>43283861See >>43275389>Magic can't possibly affect a living bodyCome on.
>>43284261'living' is a little subjective here, and impossible only means people haven't tried hard enough
>>43285000If it doesn't work on a human or animal it shouldn't work on a fetus.
>>43285044Shouldn't, but mightOn a different note, what happens when magic is used on someone temporarily dead?