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Character Sheet: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1jI0aGxA_2h3SAcPYri-1fdgskbK3IbtfEzSLJ7VY9gU/edit

Twitter: QuestingQM

Last time on Euro Quest, we squished people trying to get a back scratch, had wild sex with a vampire who we then decided to make our second wife, but got turned down and are trying to prove ourselves to her.

Oh, and we chilled in Khorne's Bloodbowl Stadium for a while, he's a hell of a guy, Khorne. Oh, and we found a Witch Hunter of Sigmar, who contracted Nurgle's Rot thanks to us asking him to touch something.

You wake up about... Midday, the sun is covered in fog, and you get up. Not too far away from you is Frankiza, who you decide to ask a question.

"Why aren't you on fire or burning?"

"Eh, younger vampires aren't really effected by the sun."

"Oh, well I suppose that's awfully convenient."

"Yeah... Hey, what's that axe doing next to you?"

"...What?"

You turn, and see a blood-stained axe, complete with a few symbols of khorne, that sort of thing. You hear a voice in your head. That of the swell guy, Khorne.

FOR BEING A COOL GUY LAST NIGHT, I DECIDED TO GIVE YOU AN AXE THAT HEALS PEOPLE OF NURGLE'S ROT.

How the fuck... Khorne, axes kill people. I might cure them but chances are they're going to be missing a limb.

...FINE, FUCKING HELL. HOW ABOUT A SWOR-

"No, not a sword! That also kills people! Do you have anything that doesn't kill people?"

FINE, FUCK IT I WILL JUST MAKE A MINI-SPEAR.

The axe starts turning into a really, really small spear, about the size of your thumb.

Actions.

>...If I hang out with you more often, I get more stuff? Cool!
>Yeah, thanks man. See you later.
>...Do you want anything in exchange?
>...How the fuck am I supposed to use a spear to cure Nurgle's Rot?
>...Can I get the axe instead?
>Write-In
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>>412933
>>...Can I get the axe instead? You were right, the first one is pretty fucking metal.
>>
Waiting ten more minutes.
>>
>>412933
>>...Can I get the axe instead? On second thought, it was a pretty badass axe. The minispear will not be long enough to play with elves.
(We can always scratch with the blade of the axe to nonlethally cure the plague)
yay EDQ is back! =D
Has Khorne agreed to come for christmas?
>>
>>412933
>>...Can I get the axe instead?
>>
...Fine, it was a pretty cool axe. And it's not long enough to fuck with elves if you know what I'm saying.

I AM ALWAYS RIGHT WHEN IT COMES TO AXETHOLOGY.

Axethology?

YEAH. AXETHOLOGY MOTHERFUCKER, THE STUDY OF AXES.

I don't think that's what it means, but whatever.

ANYWAYS, GO FUCK UP SOME ELVES, CONQUER SOME LANDS, THAT SORT OF THING. OH, AND IF ANY OF NURGLE'S LITTLE SHITS TRY TO STOP YOU, JUST SMASH THEM A FEW TIMES WITH THE AXE, AND TRY NOT TO GET ANY OF IT ON YOU. TAKES FUCKING WEEKS TO GET OFF.

No worries, Khorne. See you around.

Actions.

>...Want to come over for Christmas?
>So... Could you make the axe less obvious for being demonic?
>Thanks Khorne! You're a dragon's best friend!
>So, just wondering... When the hell do I get Khornate symbols in my scales? It'd look cool as fuck.
>Write-In
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>>413020
>Thanks Khorne! You're a dragon's best friend!
>So, just wondering... When the hell do I get Khornate symbols in my scales? It'd look cool as fuck.
>>
>>413020
>>...Want to come over for Christmas?
>>So... Could you make the axe less obvious for being demonic? More draconic. Respecting axethology of course.
>>Thanks Khorne! You're a dragon's best friend!
>>
>>413020
>Thanks Khorne! You're a dragon's best friend!
>>
>>413025
Putting symbols of khorne on our scales may infer a subordination, while he is just a super-bro, not our god.
>>
>>413025
seconding
>>
>>413033
scratch this

>>413027
go with this, but it's fine if its a bit demonic
>>
Oh, thanks man... Just wondering, do you want to come over for Christmas?

IT'S KHORNEMAS, AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOUR FAMILY. BESIDES VIKTOR, I'M SUPER FUCKING WEAK IN YOUR DIMENSION, AND I'D PROBABLY TERRIFY EVERYONE THERE.

Actions.

>...Please?
>Come on man, you won't terrify anyone!
>Good point, never mind.
>Wait, super weak? Why?
>Oh well. Now, about this axe...
>Write-In
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>>413064
> not if you come as khornesanta.
>>
>>413064
>>...Please?
>>
>>413064
>...Please?
>>
>>413065
>>413073
Fucking this.
>>
Please?

FINE, I GUESS. HOPEFULLY IT'S BETTER THEN SLAANESHI'S KHORNEMAS PARTIES.

...I don't fucking want to know.

LET'S JUST SAY THAT IT'S HIGHLY FUCKING DISTURBING.

Agreed. Now, about this axe... Could you make it more draconic?

WHAT THE FUCK DOES MORE DRACONIC LOOK LIKE? SCALES? CLAWS? FIRE? WHAT THE FUCK THAT IS NOT A SUITABLE GODDAMNED FUCKING DESCRIPTION FOR A MANLY WEAPON OF WAR, LIKE HOLY FUCKING SHIT WHAT THE HELL IS A DRACONIC AXE SUPPOSED TO FUCKING LOOK LIKE? YOU? HOLY SHIT HOW THE FUC-

He starts rambling on about how vague you were and that it kind of pissed him off, then goes back to "how the fuck would you put scales on an axe."

Actions.

>Stop having autism about axes, Khorne. Just make it look dragony, alright?
>Yeah, alright, alright. Don't get your jimmies rustled too bad, Khorne.
>Do you even have an axe, Khorne?
>Why the fuck won't you do scales?
>Yeah... Just hang up.
>Write-In
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>>413131
>Yeah, alright, alright. Don't get your jimmies rustled too bad, Khorne.
>Yeah... Just hang up.
>>
>>413131
>Yeah, alright, alright. Don't get your jimmies rustled too bad, Khorne.
>Yeah... Just hang up.
>>
Waiting five more minutes.
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>>413142
This.
>>
Yeah, yeah. Don't get too rustled, Khorne.

You hang up by severing your mental connection, and look at your axe. It's fucking shiny, gold, and is heavy, even for you.

You can fucking see your beautiful reflection in it... Hell, you could stare at yourself for hours, but now is not the time!

Actions.

>...Slice the Inquisitor with the axe! In order to heal him! (Body)
>You should name this axe, it's fucking sweet!
>...Just slightly scratch the Inquisitor. (Agility)
>...See how far you can throw it! (Strength){
>Fuck yeah, see if it has any other goodies from Khorne!
>Write-In
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>>413179
>...Slice the Inquisitor with the axe! In order to heal him! (Body)
>>
>>413179
>>...Slice the Inquisitor with the axe! In order to heal him! (Body)
>>
Roll me a 1d20+15 for chopping healing.
>>
Rolled 14 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>413213
Activate the chopping axe of healing!
>>
Rolled 7 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>413213
METAL
>>
Rolled 19 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>413213
Best good morning ever
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>>413217
19+15=36
Overwhelming Success!

You bring the axe down on his chest, sticking into his lungs. You pull it out while he screams. Gradually the wound fades away.

"There, you should be all healed!"

"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT!"

Actions

>KHORNE WILLS IT!
>That will be twenty gold coins, sir!
>Good morning!
>I am a motherfucking dragon, get used to random shit.
>Write-in
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>>413275

>KHORNE WILLS IT!
>>
>>413275
"Good morning, i cured you from the Plague! Say thank you to my tool of mercy."
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>>413275
>>KHORNE WILLS IT!
>>
You take a deep breath.

"KHORNE WILLS IT!"

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!"
The witch hunter is yelling at you, as you put your foot on him, posing like a hero. Meanwhile, Frankizka wakes up.

"KHORNE BESERKERS, WHERE?"

You laugh your ass off.

"You guys nearly thought I was a Khornate, didn't you?"

"YOU FUCKING HIT ME AN AXE!"

"And? You aren't dead."

"I'm just going to fucking sleep."

The witch hunter fails to really fall back asleep. Probably because of your foot on his chest.

Actions.

>So,what exactly is your name?
>Want to join me to conquer the world?
>So, know of any heresy that needs to be taken care of?
>Hey, look at my axe? Pretty cool, eh?
>Write-In
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>>413313
>Want to join me to conquer the world?
>>
>>413313
>"So, what exactly is your name?"
>>
>>413313
>>So,what exactly is your name?
>>
"So what exactly is your name?"

He sighs.

"It's Adelmann Kabalinger, servant of Sigmar."

"Ah."

"Could you move your foot?"

Actions.

>Na. It's cold, and I like it where it is.
>Sure.

Also.

>So, want to help me conquer the world?
>Could you point us in the direction of a nearby city?
>Where's the nearest disgruntled peasantry area?
>So, can I help you purge heresy?
>Write-In
>>
>>413351
>>Sure.
>So, want to help me conquer the world?
>>
>>413351
>>Sure.
>So, want to help me conquer the world?
>>
"Oh. Sure."

You move your foot off his chest.

"So, want to help me conquer the world?"

He nearly laughs.

"Wait, your serious? You're asking me, a witch hunter, to help you conquer the world?"

"Yep."

"Yeah, no. That's absolutely impossible."

"I highly doubt it."

"Yeah, good luck. What makes you think I'd serve you rather then Emperor Karl Franz?"

Actions.

>...Karl Franz is a fucking hack!
>Well, probably because I'm right in front of you and hungry. (Intimidation)
>Well, my brother Richard really is the one to ask. I'm just doing the conquering part because it's fun!
>Write-in
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>>413383
>...Karl Franz is a fucking hack!
>>
>>413383
>>Well, my brother Richard really is the one to ask. I'm just doing the conquering part because it's fun!
>>
>>413383
>>Well, my brother Richard really is the one to ask. I'm just doing the conquering part because it's fun!
>>
"Well, my brother Richard really is the one to ask. I'm just doing the conquering part because it's fun!"

"No reasoning besides see your brother? Where is he?"

"Eh, the ruins of a Dwarf Karak."

"...Karak Hirn?"

"Yep. I even squished the King there."

He sighs.

"...So, what our saying is that I serve or I basically get eaten?"

Actions.

>Nope, it's a little more complex then that. You serve and I reward you! (Charisma)
>Yep. (Intimidation)
>You do owe me your life. I did just save you from Nurgle's Pox.
>Sort of. I need someone who can fight against Chaos, and so far you seem to fit the bill.
>Unleash a pheromone.
>Write-in
>>
>>413408
>>Nope, it's a little more complex then that. You serve and I reward you! (Charisma)
>>
>>413408
>>You do owe me your life. I did just save you from Nurgle's Pox.
>>Plus, I need someone who can fight against Chaos, and so far you seem to fit the bill.
>>Unleash a pheromone. (Loyalty)
>>
Waiting five more minutes.
>>
>>413423
Seconded.
>>
"Well, you do owe me your life. And I need someone who can fight against the taint of Chaos, and you seem to fit the bill."

You unleash your loyalty pheromones.

"...I... I suppose. But, how can I know you aren't aligned with Chaos? You could be trying to corrupt me, as your words sound too honeyed to be true."

Action

>I promise indeed, to bring peace and stability to this land.
>...Maybe you need me to show you.
>Well, I will admit I am a bit of a Khornephiliac, but that's it.
>Well, first off if I was aligned with Chaos I would have killed you or at least not kill that family of Nurglites..
>Write-In
>>
>>413458
>>Well, I will admit I am a bit of a Khornephiliac, but that's it.
More loyalty pheremones.

>I promise indeed, to bring peace and stability to this land.
>>
>>413458
>Well, first off if I was aligned with Chaos I would have killed you or at least not kill that family of Nurglites..
>>
>>413458
>>Well, first off if I was aligned with Chaos I would have killed you or at least not kill that family of Nurglites..
>> moar pheromones
>>
>>413458
>>Well, I will admit I am a bit of a Khornephiliac, but that's it.
>>More Pheromones
>>
More pheromones, roll me a 1d20 anons
>>
Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>413486
>>
Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>413486
>>
Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>413486
>>
14

Borderline Success!

You release more pheromones.

"Well... I'll admit I am a bit of a Khornate, but that's it. Also, if I was aligned with Chaos I would have killed you or at least not kill that family of Nurglites."

You sense the Witch Hunter's anger bubbling up, at the word "I'm a khornate"

"You dare commit most fowl heresy and sentence your soul to an eternity in the Realm of the Damned? Khorne is nothing more then a bloodthirsty barbarian, relishing in the slaughter of families and innocents!"

Actions.

>...Well, I'm a dragon who can easily step on a shack and kill a family. You really want to start questioning my theological beliefs?
>Yeah, I've met Khorne and he doesn't like shit like that.
>Let's not argue on matters of theology, alright?
>Write-In
>>
>>413510
>Yeah, I've met Khorne and he doesn't like shit like that.
>>
"Yeah, listen. Khorne doesn't like shit like that. You can't just fucking slaughter innocents or Khorne gets mightly pissed off at you. What your talking about are the other shitbags, Slaanesh or Tzeentch cultists. Besides, I don't worship him, I just merely respect him."

He seems to slightly calm down, but is still infuriated.

"So? All he wants is barbaric warfare, nothing more then us to kill each other for his entertainment!"

Actions.

>...This Witch Hunter is starting to get on your nerves. Shapeshift, and let him know who's boss.
>I don't really want to talk about this further, witch hunter.
>What, is something wrong with wanting some conflict?
>Write-In
>>
>>413510
>>Yeah, I've met Khorne and he doesn't like shit like that. And i am not his servant, nor his puppy. I serve myself, not Chaos. Crystal clear?
>>gas him with pheromones
>>
>>413545
>> write-in: he is also entertained when people honor oaths. Especially in warfare. But i am not a servant of Chaos, i serve myself, and this answer your first question.
>> transform
>>
>>413545
>>I don't really want to talk about this further, witch hunter.
>>
>>413559

+1
>>
"Didn't I answer your first question? I'm not a servant for Chaos, I just have an inkling of respect."

"...Prehaps that got mixed up then."

"Good. Now, will you serve me?"

"...I suppose, so long as you don't succumb to Chaos."

"Good. Good."

Actions.

>So, where should we start our conquest, Witch Hunter?
>Franziska, where should we begin our conquest?
>...Prehaps we should travel westward.
>Well, maybe southward in the Ork lands.
>We will travel to Bretonnia, I think we are north of it now.
>Write-In
>>
>>413590
>Well, maybe southward in the Ork lands.
>>
>>413590
>>Franziska, where should we begin our conquest?
>>
Waiting five more minutes anons.
>>
>>413590
>>Franziska, where should we begin our conquest?
>>
"Well, Franziska, where should we begin our conquest?"

"Well... I have a personal request, alright?"

Actions.

>Feel free to ask me.
>Yeah, no. I want cold-hard statistics on where to strike first, not personal requests.
>Come on, I'd do anything for you, Frankizka!
>Write-In
>>
>>413629
>Feel free to ask me.

It's gonna be orks/chaos
>>
>>413629
>"Feel free to ask me."
>>
"Feel free to ask, what is it?"

"So, you know Mousillion in Bretonnia?"

"...No, not really?"

"Well, if you could... Well, save it from itself, I'd be grateful."

"Save it from itself?"

"...The Grand Duchy of Mousillion is a terrible, terrible place. It is frowned upon to even speak of it in Bretonnia."

Actions.

>Why is it not spoken of? What happened there?
>...Why do you want me to take care of it?
>Yeah, no. I'd rather do something else.
>Inquisitor, any other ideas?
>Sure, I suppose.
>Write-In
>>
>>413669

>Why is it not spoken of? What happened there?
>...Why do you want me to take care of it?
>>
>>413669

>Why is it not spoken of? What happened there?
>...Why do you want me to take care of it?
>>
>Why is it not spoken of? What happened there?
>...Why do you want me to take care of it?

Probably family or friend related. Right op?
>>
"Why isn't it spoken of? What happened there?"

"Mousillon is the smallest, poorest, and most cursed of all the Duchies of Bretonnia, to the point is considered a separate realm altogether. It's once lush lands turned into bogs, marshes, and swamps... At least that's from what I've read. Not to mention the horrible... Well, it houses the Black Knights... But that is it's lesser crimes. Undead stalk the streets, Skaven live in it's underbelly, the populace twisted to look not even close to human... It is sick, and disgusting."

"...So, why exactly do you want me to take care of then? Sounds like your type of place."

"Please. I want you to clear it out, since... Well, it's a source of shame for me. I was born in Mousillion and I was lucky enough that my family was unmarked and escaped to Bastonne." She seems saddened by remembering this.

Actions.

>...I will, don't worry.
>Who are the Black Knights?
>Why are you sad?
>...You've never really been good at feelings, so try to comfort her?
>So... Just wondering, what social class were you in Bretonnia?
>Yeah, no. Doesn't sound like something I want to do. Why don't we start simple, and I'll get to it eventually?
>Write-In
>>
>>413704
>>Who are the Black Knights?
>>
>>413704

>...I will, don't worry.

Gotta go save her family. But first

>Who are the Black Knights?

Maybe we can convert them to worshiping us
>>
>>413721
Her family already escaped, I think you missed that part.
>>
>>413704
>>...I will, don't worry. For you, and for Sweden, i will clean the duche of Mousillon.

>>By the way, who are the Black Knight?
>>Also... Just wondering, what social class were you in Bretonnia?
>>
>>413723

Whoops, misread it
>>
"So, who are the Black Knights?"

"Well, they're a highly diverse lot. At least half of them are well-meaning and the other half evil and cruel as one can be, but it nearly impossible to recognize them apart from each other, as they all never reveal their visors. Most of them are vampires, mutants, or their wrights, with a minority of humans. Nearly the entire "nobility" of Mousillon practice necromancy if they can." She spits on the ground at the end.

"...So, what social class were you in Bretonnia?"

"Peasants."

"...Peasants?"

"What, was my courtly act and mannerisms good at obstructing my past?"

"Honestly, yes. I didn't expect you would be a peasant."

"Is that a problem?"

Actions.

>Of course not, I pride myself in being meritocratic. Why are you so defensive about it?
>Somewhat.
>Of course it does, I am nobility myself.
>Write-in
>>
>>413747
>Of course not, I pride myself in being meritocratic. Why are you so defensive about it?
>>
>>413747
>>Of course not, I pride myself in being meritocratic and i prefer a valorous of humble birth than a lazy douche of blue blood.
>>I feel you tensed. Why are you so defensive about it?
>>
>>413747
>>
>>413747
>>Of course not, I pride myself in being meritocratic. Why are you so defensive about it?
>>
"Of course not, I pride myself in being meritocratic and I prefer a humble farmworker compared to a blue blood noble fool."

"Thank you, I suppose. I am used to the Bretonnian ways of nobility."

"...What exactly is that?"

"Well, we have a legend about a noble with a pegasi who killed any peasant who dared look at it. Or, if your feeling particularly romantic, we have a story about a female Shepard and a Grail Knight falling in love, only to burned of heresy and breaking the "chivalrous oath."

"...By the saints above, that is rather..."

"Monsieur, it is a fact of life that the peasantry in Bretonnia are treated little more then sub-humans or slaves."

Actions.

>...You didn't actually tell me why you were defensive of it. You just told me of folk stories.
>I'd assume that the Bretonnian nobility are... Well, assholes?
>Why hasn't anyone done anything about this yet?
>...Why don't the peasantry rise up and strike back?
>Write-In
>>
>>413780

>>...You didn't actually tell me why you were defensive of it. You just told me of folk stories.
>>...Why don't the peasantry rise up and strike back?
>>
>>413780
>>...You didn't actually tell me why you were defensive of it. You just told me of folk stories.
>>...Why don't the peasantry rise up and strike back?
>>
"So why don't the peasantry rise up?"

"Easy monsieur, the peasantry are often malnourished, taught this is how the world works, and the Knights have purposely kept firearms and education out of the peasantry's hands."

"Interesting, but first you didn't actually tell me why you were defensive of it. You just told me folk stories."

"...Well, I prefer not really speaking of my past now. I prefer to leave the farm girl from Bretonnia with dreams of knighthood there."

"Why?"

"It reminds me further of my station."

Actions.

>Surely, all knights can't be bad in Bretonnia, right?
>I could always knight you, you know.
>Bretonnia does not seem like a nice place at all. Maybe we should liberate it instead?
>Well, I suppose we should get going then.
>Write-In
>>
>>413817
>I could always knight you, you know.
>Bretonnia does not seem like a nice place at all. Maybe we should liberate it instead?
>>
>>413817
>I could always knight you, you know.
>Bretonnia does not seem like a nice place at all. Maybe we should liberate it instead?
>>
>>413817
>>Bretonnia does not seem like a nice place at all. Maybe we should liberate it instead?
>>Well, I suppose we should get going then.
>>
"I could always knight you, you know."

She gives you a wide smile, and nearly hugs you.
Nearly.

"...Thank you for the gesture, but I would rather work for it. I refuse to accept a title just granted to me since you want to make me your second wife."

Actions.

>Good, that was the first test!
>...Well, I'd rather not have to care later. Knee please.
>I didn't know you had a concept of honor. Huh.
>Write-In
>>
>>413846
>You seem honorable enough.
>>
>>413846
"Good, that was the first test! I, emperor of Sweden, you look forward for your deeds. I will first ask you to be my squire."
>>
Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>
"You seem honorable enough."

"For a Bretonnian, knighthood is much more then a fancy title. It is a lifestyle."

"Well, good! That was the first test! I, Emperor of Sweden, look forward for your deeds. I will first ask you to be my squire!"

"I suppose."

"Well then, with that settled, squire, tell me why we shouldn't just liberate Bretonnia?"

"Well, mostly because we don't have nearly enough manpower to attempt it before getting overwhelmed."

"I am a goddamned 32 story dragon. I dou-"

"Worse case scenario they draft the entire country to throw at you before they surrender. Then we don't really have a country left to rule."

"...Oh."

"Yeah. Such is life in Bretonnia."

Actions.

>Very well, to Mousillon!
>Well, to Bretonnia!
>Hang on, maybe we should go somewhere else.
>What does the Witch Hunter think of this?
>Write-In
>>
>>413846
>>Good, that was the first test!
>>
>>413900
>Very well, to Mousillon!
>>
>>413900
>>Very well, to Mousillon!
>>
>>413900
>"Hey, Adelmann, prepare for travel! We will free Moussillon from its corruption!"
>>
>>413900
>>Very well, to Mousillon!
Wait QM can we call in our worlds army to help us with this pan dimension conquest?
>>
>>413926
It would be nice but we should keep our Swedish army un case of open war with USA...
>>
>>413900
>>Very well, to Mousillon!
>>
"Well then, onto Mousillon!"

You hear Adelmann yell something, confused and stunned.

"That's a death senten- Oh, hang on, nevermind. I forgot your a dragon."

So, question... Will you walk there, or fly there in dragon form?

>Fly there, what could go wrong flying in a country full of knights? Maybe there's even a few cute damsels!
>Nah, walk there. It's probably best to see with your own eyes what the fuck the countryside is like.

>>413926
The portal closed once you guys went into it, not to mention the logistical errors.
And the fact that the Swedish Army is effectively just Redshirts.
>>
>>413940
>>Nah, walk there. It's probably best to see with your own eyes what the fuck the countryside is like.
>>
>>413940
>Nah, walk there. It's probably best to see with your own eyes what the fuck the countryside is like.
>>
>>413940
>>Fly there, what could go wrong flying in a country full of knights? Maybe there's even a few cute damsels!
>>
>>413940
>Nah, walk there. It's probably best to see with your own eyes what the fuck the countryside is like.

Who knows, maybe we will be able to identify the problem without murdering anyone by accident beforehand.
>>
>>413940
>>Nah, walk there. It's probably best to see with your own eyes what the fuck the countryside is like.
>And the fact that the Swedish Army is effectively just Redshirts.
Yeah lets fix that when we get home
>>
>>413940
>>Nah, walk there. It's probably best to see with your own eyes what the fuck the countryside is like.

>And the fact that the Swedish Army is effectively just Redshirts.
=> basically the Swedish army is one 32 story two-headed magical butter dragon and a bunch of half-reptilian lighters-wielding conscripts. And a few fun big tanks. We should develop more the PNJ army.
>>
Your journey takes you over the mountains, and into the duchy which Frankiza says is the "Duchy of Carcassonne, a rather hilly area. As you finally descend from the mountain paths, you take what seems to be a paved road. The occasional merchant caravan passes you by, or the peasant couple. However, the beautiful sunny day start turning into dark storm clouds, rain hits the road, and you realize that you lack shelter from this pouring of rain, dark clouds, and thick fog.

Actions.

>Just continue on the road, you can ignore this, right?
>You see lights in the distance, probably a house or something you can take shelter in. It's better then being out here in the cold.
>Try to find a cave or something to take shelter in.
>...Maybe you can rest under the treetops.
>Write-In
>>
>>413980

>>You see lights in the distance, probably a house or something you can take shelter in. It's better then being out here in the cold.

The best way to visit a country is sleeping by the inhabitant and share stories around local exotic alcohols. Let's be a good tourist!
>>
>>413986
this.

comfy time
>>
You follow the lights, and come across a peasant hovel. You knock on the door and a man in black hair, and a skinny build opens it.

"Who's a- My lord! I am humbled to be in your presence! How can I help you this afternoon?" He seems to suddenly grow nervous and panicked.

"We're looking for shelter from the storm."

"A-ah! Please do come i-in, my abode may be small for a knight, a damsel, and a witch hunter, but it is comfortable nonetheless!"

You go into the hovel, which is well cramped. In the corner is a bed, with a human female sitting in it, coughing, and a small fireplace with a pot over it is in the center of the room. Around is a chair and table, and a shelf containing some bread and wheat.

"I assume you all want warm food, no?"

"Yes, that would be nice after days of walking."

"Yes, monsieur."

"And how about you, Knight?"

Actions.

>No, I'm good.
>...Erh, mind if I ask who's that in the bed?
>Yes please, I'm starving.
>Write-in
>>
>>414036
>>...Erh, mind if I ask who's that in the bed?
Heal her for max comfy
>>
>>414036
>>Yes please, i'm starving.
>>By the way, would you mind if I ask who's that in the bed?
>>
>>414036
>...Erh, mind if I ask who's that in the bed?
Are we in the plate armor we found before going to fantasy land?
>>
>>414045
>diagnose first her illness
>>
>>414053
Yep.

"Would you mind if I ask who's that in the bed?"

"O-Oh, that's my wife, sir Knight. She's fallen ill recently with the Red Pox."

"Red Pox?"

"They say the ratmen caused it to break out again... My wife caught it somehow."

Actions.

>Is there anything I can do to help?
>...I suppose I'm sorry.
>I'll take that food now, I'm starving.
>What's the Red Pox?
>Write-In
>>
>>414066
>>What's the Red Pox?
>>
>>414066
>What's the Red Pox?
Looks like its time to give her the axe
>>
>>414066
>"Tell me about this pox. I am intrigued. And, Adelmann, if you know anything about it, i would be interested to know."
>>
>>414072
Well, its skaven pox, not nurgly pox.
>>
>>414078
Might work, just give her a little cut and see if shes fine.
>>
"What exactly is this Pox?"

"I don't know much sir, only that it came once before and left no survivors. It leaves red splotches on the skin, and within a few weeks they're dead."

"Adelmann, do you know anything about this pox?"

"Where was your wife when she came down with the illness?"

"She was taking the cart down to Castle Brionne to pay our tithe. I saw that when she came back she had the red spots..."

"Hm."

Silence fills the hovel.

Actions.

>Would you mind if I gave her a little cut with my axe? It's for medical reasons.
>...Do you have any food? I'm starving.
>Let's talk about something a little less... Well, saddening.
>Write-In
>>
>>414097
>Would you mind if I gave her a little cut with my axe? It's for medical reasons.
>>
>>414100
This.
Tell him you need a blood sample.
>>
>>414097
>>Would you mind if I gave her a little cut with my axe? It's for medical reasons.
>>
>>414097
>Would you mind if I gave her a little cut with my axe? It's for medical reasons. Knightly medecine.
>>
"Would you mind if I did a little bloodletting on your wife?"

"I suppose, sir Knight."

You go over and take out your axe, carefully scratching her hand. Nothing changes.

"Damn. That didn't work."

Actions.

>You know, just get some food and rest.
>...Damn it, maybe it only works on a full-blown axe hit.
>Apologizes peasant, but I'm afraid she's dying.
>...Maybe Necromantic Healing can help? (Necromancy, HARD)
>Write-In
>>
>>414125
>...Damn it, maybe it only works on a full-blown axe hit.
This has the potential to go very bad but we can just heal her afterwards with healing.
>>
>>414125
>...Maybe Necromantic Healing can help? (Necromancy, HARD)
>>
>>414125
>>...Maybe Necromantic Healing can help? (Necromancy, HARD)
>>
>>414125
>...Maybe Necromantic Healing can help? (Necromancy, HARD)
>"I am goibg to try to save her from the Pox. For that, i will use magic. I do not know about this illness, so i will not assure success. But, i will try my best."

What could go wrong?
>>
Roll me a 1d20+5 for Necromancy!
>>
>>414128
The face of the man
> rainy day
> knight come in
> wife is ill
> knight axe her face
> says its homeopathy
>>
Rolled 10 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>414139
>>
Rolled 5 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>414139
>>
Rolled 10 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>414139
>>
Rolled 3 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>414139
>>
10+5=15

Failure!

You attempt your necromancy spell to heal her, but to no avail. That leaves really only one option.

Actions.

>Give her the axe!
>Nope, that's probably not going to end well. Khorne did say this axe only effected Nurgle's Rot.
>Eh, see if the peasant has any food you can eat.
>Talk with the peasant some more.
>Write-In
>>
>>414156
>Give her the axe!
Eh.. maybe tell the man to wait outside incase this goes wrong.
>>
>>414156
>>Nope, that's probably not going to end well. Khorne did say this axe only effected Nurgle's Rot.
Go harass skaven for a cure
>>
>>414168
> this
>>
>>414168
This.
Failing that, invent antibiotics and vaccines.
>>
>>414165
This.
I think it's a bad idea though, for the record.
>>
>>414175
An another thing to do when we'll go back to Sweden. Modernize our medicine.
>>
"Erh... I have an idea. Everyone execpt the peasant, gather round."

"What is it?"

"Well, we should probably harass the Skaven for a cure..."

Adelmann shakes his head.

"Skaven don't create cures. Where are we even going to find Skaven?"

"Easy. We need to get to Mousillion."

"How? By the time we get there, she'd already be dead."

Actions.

>...We'll fly there and land not too far away from it.
>...Hang on, didn't she say she went to somesort of castle? Maybe we could search around there.
>...We should just walk there. She's probably not going to make it.
>Hang on, maybe we can create a cure... I'll need some mushrooms, stat! (Intelligence, HARD)
>Write-In
>>
>>414199
>Hang on, maybe we can create a cure... I'll need some mushrooms, stat! (Intelligence, HARD)
>>
>>414199
>>Hang on, maybe we can create a cure... I'll need some mushrooms, stat! (Intelligence, HARD)
>>
>>414199
>Hang on, maybe we can create a cure... I'll need some mushrooms, stat! (Intelligence, HARD)
>>
>>414204
>>414207
>>
Roll me a 1d20+6 for Dragon CDC.
>>
Rolled 8 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>414218
>>
Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>414218
>>
Rolled 9 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>414218
Scientist Emperor Go
>>
Rolled 6 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>414218

Come on cure fail!
>>
And critical failure.

Use barbaric?

>Yes!
>No!
>>
Rolled 17 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>414218
>>
>>414222
Well shit.
>>
Rolled 18 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>414218
>>414222
KILL ME
>>
>>414231
YES
>>
Yes
>>
Rolled 18 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>414218
Check this 20
>>
>>414231
Yes
>>
Yes it is.

Roll me a 1d20 for not fucking up.
>>
Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>414243
Dice please
>>
Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>414243
>>
Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>414243
Pretty please, gimme a twenty.
>>
Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>414243
>>
Rolled 16 (1d20)

Please god bless dragon-pope Ren
>>
>>414247
...
Should have tested the full axe in the face
>>
>>414247
Rip peasant woman, we hardly knew her
>>
>>414247
The amount of fail is unreal. I regret suggesting antibiotics.
>>
>>414247

I am not around and I must strangle
>>
>>414261
At least you did not propose a massage.
>>
>>414272
It would have been toblerone time.
>>
Double Critical Failures!

As you start mixing around mushrooms, wheat, stale bread, and other ingredients, you create rudimentary antibiotics, and give it to her to drink. She starts choking, and coughs straight in your face. Damn it, disgusting human saliva.

Actions.

>...Fuck it, tell the peasant that you'll bring her to Mousillion, and on your goddamned honor as Sir Renexizious the Dragonknight, that you'll fucking cure her somehow.
>Fuck it, leave her behind and continue on.
>...Well, nothing quite like using an axe to solve a big problem.
>Write-In
>>
Anons, this is unrelated. But I have two ideas

1. Learn necromancy from Nagash

2. Meet the other chaos gods
>>
>>414287
>...Well, nothing quite like using an axe to solve a big problem.
>>
>>414287
>>...Fuck it, tell the peasant that you'll bring her to Mousillion, and on your goddamned honor as Sir Renexizious the Dragonknight, that you'll fucking cure her somehow.
>>
>>414289

And by learn necromancy from Nagash, I mean learn what he knows about necromancy
>>
>>414287
She gave us the Pox.
Burn our face to prevent contamination, we will heal it later.
>>
>>414294
Of shit you're right, we need to purge her fluids in flame to save ourself. Switching to this.
>>
>>414292
>>
>>414287
>>...Fuck it, tell the peasant that you'll bring her to Mousillion, and on your goddamned honor as Sir Renexizious the Dragonknight, that you'll fucking cure her somehow.
>>
"Goddamn it, listen up peasant, I'm taking your wife and I am taking her to Mousillion to find a damned cure, on my honor as Sir Renexizious the Dragonknight."

"O-Oh, thank you sir!"

"No problem, let's head out!"

You leave the hovel behind... You have a thought... Maybe you should get there faster.

>Yes, fly as a dragon to Mousillion!
>No, you'll continue walking.
>Write-In
>>
>>414329
Burn your face!
>>
>>414329
And then go fast, you may be contaminated, do dragon form.
>>
>>414329
>>Yes, fly as a dragon to Mousillion!
>>
You realize that you might of been contaminated, but it's a tad bit too late to really clean your face. You shift into dragon form, making sure not to be a 32 story sign saying "I'm over here!' and instead settle for a mere 12 stories. You fly to Mousillion, and... Well, Frankiza wasn't lying. The city virtually looks destroyed, undead roam one half of the streets, and a few ships, lacking flags lie in a makeshift harbor... You have a few ideas on where to land.

>...Land directly on a large bumpy hilltop in the north.
>...Land in the swamplands.
>Out by the entrance is plenty of open grounds and peasant hovels...
>>
>>414358
>Out by the entrance is plenty of open grounds and peasant hovels...
>>
>>414361
This.
>>
>>414361
This
>>
>>414361
But we are trying to convince out vampire waifu that we are good for peasantry!

>...Land directly on a large bumpy hilltop in the north.
>>
You come crashing down by the entrance to the city, and misshapen humans panic and flee before you, quite a few of them are hunchbacked, or strangely shaped... There is no real resistance to you as you land.

Actions.

>...Shift into half-dragon form.
>Tell the panicking peasants something. Like calm the fuck down.
>...Storm into the city, the gate is large enough if you shrink down by quite a bit... And are willing to squish some peasants.
>Write-In
>>
>>414390
>...Shift into half-dragon form.
>>
>>414390
>>...Shift into half-dragon form.
>>
>>414390
>>Tell the panicking peasants something. Like calm the fuck down.
>...Shift into half-dragon form.
>>
You shift downward, and the peasantry stop fleeing almost instantly. They curiously approach you... One man you swore had his eyes blink independently of each other. Most of them are terrified, and you hear a horse bray behind them, and a knight, dressed in black armor and on huge horse comes up to you.

"Move, you peasantry dogs! I am Sir Alain and I demand you to all move aside on pain of being drawn and quartered!"

The peasants begin moving back from you, alarmed.

"Who are you, dressed in the armor of a Bretonnian Knight, yet able to shift into a dragon?"

Actions.

>Breathe fire all over this pompous douchebag! (Body)
>Introduce yourself as Sir Renexizious the Dragonknight.
>...Nevermind, shapeshift into a dragon again.
>...Challenge this cur to single combat! Even if you've never swung a sword in your life!
>Write-In
>>
>>414445
>>Introduce yourself as Sir Renexizious the Dragonknight.
>...Challenge this cur to single combat! Even if you've never swung a sword in your life!
>>
>>414445
>Introduce yourself as Sir Renexizious the Dragonknight.
>>
"I am Sir Renexizious the Dragonknight, who are you?"

"I am Sir Alain of Daskerwood."

"Hm. And what right do you have bossing around these peasantry?"

"I am a knight to the Black Knight, Mallobaude."

"So?"

"It is my very job, nay, my very right to make sure these peasantry do not swarm Knights of the Grail. Tell me, Sir Renexizious, have you come to join our righteous cause?"

Actions.

>What cause is that?
>...No, I am afraid I am here to kill you.
>Get the fuck out of my way, prettyboy. I'm here to find a cure for the Red Pox.
>...Pheromones?
>I suppose I am.
>Write-In
>>
>>414474
>...No, I am afraid I am here to kill you.
>>
>>414474
>Get the fuck out of my way, prettyboy. I'm here to find a cure for the Red Pox.
>>
>>414474
>>Get the fuck out of my way, prettyboy. I'm here to find a cure for the Red Pox.
>>
"Yeah yeah, get the fuck out of my way, I am here to cure the damned Red Pox."

He nods.

"I wish you luck with that then."

He gallops back into the city, and you look at your party.

"So, listen... I don't really remember this city, but here's some advice. First off, don't drink any water, as most water sources are contaminated by the Red Pox, number two, don't go out at night, and number three, never, ever, stay on the far side of the city past noon."

"Got it. We all stick together, no running off, got it?"

Everyone nods, and you enter the city...

Actions.

>Talk to one of the peasants about where there's possible places to sleep, or locations of interest.
>...You should probably check out the docks.
>...Who is this Mallobaude figure? You should find a noble or something who knows about him.
>...Well, maybe you should collect some ingredients to try to cure yourself and the peasant girl first. (Intelligence, HARD)
>Write-In
>>
>>414496
>...Well, maybe you should collect some ingredients to try to cure yourself and the peasant girl first. (Intelligence, HARD)
>>
>>414496
>...Well, maybe you should collect some ingredients to try to cure yourself and the peasant girl first. (Intelligence, HARD)
>>
Roll me a 1d20+6 for this shit!
>>
>>414496
>>...Well, maybe you should collect some ingredients to try to cure yourself and the peasant girl first. (Intelligence, HARD)
>>
Rolled 18 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>414511
>>
Rolled 11 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>414511
Please no more nat 1s
>>
You begin searching around the city with the group, finding mushrooms, contaminated water, fish, frogs, and... Well, it's not pleasant, but hopefully it works.

18+6=24

Success!

You knew that getting a PHD is for suckers, and as soon as you drink the potion, you feel much better, as your scales feel less... Well, damp. You give the second potion to the peasant girl, which after a hour, causes the red marks to fade away. She eventually wakes up, breathing heavy.

"Where am I?"

"You are in Mousillion."

"W-What? Why am I in such a cursed land?!"

"Hang on. We'll get you home shortly. You just came down ill for a little while..."

Actions.

>...Fly her home as soon as possible. You mostly came here to do that. Then you'll get to the whole "conquer with fire and claw" thing.
>No, you'd rather get it done while your here.
>See if she wants to join you!
>Write-In
>>
>>414539
>>...Fly her home as soon as possible. You mostly came here to do that. Then you'll get to the whole "conquer with fire and claw" thing.
>>
>>414539
>...Fly her home as soon as possible. You mostly came here to do that. Then you'll get to the whole "conquer with fire and claw" thing.
>>
"Come on, I'll get you home safetly."

"But how? We're in the middle of the cit-"

"Madam, he's a dragon, it's fine."

"A... Dragon?"

"Yep. Now, hold on tightly, so you don't get kidnapped or anything."

You exit the city, and within the hour arrive back at the small hamlet... The peasant woman is positively amazed during your flight, and thanks you for "showing her what it's like from above."

Actions.

>...What, no kiss for a hero?
>Shapeshift downward. No need to spook a peasant.
>Meh, just tell the guy to open up. He could hear you from a mile away.
>Write-In
>>
>>414566
>>Meh, just tell the guy to open up. He could hear you from a mile away.
>>
>>414566
>>Meh, just tell the guy to open up. He could hear you from a mile away.
>>
"Hey, open up!"

The peasant man opens up the door to see you in... Well, your dragon form. He freezes up for a few minutes.

"...You alright?"

"D...D...Dragon!"

"Hang on now, I'm friendly. I've also brought back your wife, cured as promised."

"W-What?"

You pluck her off your back and put her on the ground. She rushes to hug him, and he's just left... Well, speechless.

"Yeah, well hav-"

"For saving my wife, I pledge my service to you, noble dragon! I shall serve you with due-fast honor, integrity, and loyalty!"

Well, that was rather sudden.

Actions.

>Well, thanks I guess. But I'm good on servants and slaves.
>...I doubt you want to know where I'm headed, you'll probably get killed or something.
>Welcome aboard!
>I don't even know your name.
>Listen, stay home kid. I don't need a minion or anything.
>Write-in
>>
>>414608
>...I doubt you want to know where I'm headed, you'll probably get killed or something.
>I don't even know your name.
>>
>>414608
>>...I doubt you want to know where I'm headed, you'll probably get killed or something.
>I don't even know your name.
>>
>>414608
>>Well, thanks I guess. But I'm good on servants and slaves.
>>
>>414608
>>...I doubt you want to know where I'm headed, you'll probably get killed or something.
>>I don't even know your name.
>>
"Listen... Uh, I don't know how to break this to you, but you'll probably get killed or something. I don't even know your name, which probably only increases the chance you'll get killed."

"My name is Marshall, huntsman and winemaker!"

"...Don't you have a last name?"

"T-that privilege is exclusive for nobility. But I promise, that I will serve with duty, pride, and honor!"

"Jesus, kid you are going to get maimed by a thousand things, then spit out. Stay home."

Actions.

>...But I guess if you have a deathwish, come aboard. Just don't complain when you realize where the fuck we're going.
>You do realize we're going to Mousillion, right?
>Listen, for my sake stay at home with your wife, alright? (Charisma, HARD)
>I demand you stay home. Or... Else? (Intimidation, HARD)
>Are all fucking Bretonnians like this?
>Write-In
>>
>>414629
>>Listen, for my sake stay at home with your wife, alright? (Charisma, HARD)
>>
>>414629
>You do realize we're going to Mousillion, right?
>>
Roll me a 1d20+7
>>
Rolled 10 + 7 (1d20 + 7)

>>414649
He probably thinks Mousillion has Muslims therefore remove kebab
>>
Rolled 3 + 7 (1d20 + 7)

>>414649
>>
Rolled 7 + 7 (1d20 + 7)

rolling
>>
10+7=17

Borderline Failure!

"Listen, for my sake stay at home with your wife, alright?"

"It is my duty as a Carcassonian to serve and assist my friends!"

"Yo do realize we're going to Mousillion, right?"

"And do you think the word of a Carcassonian is so easily broken?"

Actions.

>Come on, you don't even have proper training. All you can do is shoot a fucking bow. A fucking bow.
>...Well, fine. But it's your ass.
>...Fly off, hopefully he'll get that dying isn't a good idea.
>Release a pheromone?
>Write-In
>>
>>414684
>...Well, fine. But it's your ass.
>>
"You know what? Fine. It's your ass."

"Thank you, I will ser-"

"Yeah yeah. Just get on my back new guy."

You start flying once again back to Mousillion... This time however, with a plan...

Actions.

>This time, you will conquer it for the Swedish Empire!
>No, you want to see the city for yourself a little more.
>...You'll investigate the sewerlands, maybe find some villages or something.
>Write-In
>>
>>414684
>>Come on, you don't even have proper training. All you can do is shoot a fucking bow. A fucking bow.
>>
>>414701
>No, you want to see the city for yourself a little more.
>>
>>414701
See the city
>>
You land not too far away from the city, and tell Marshall the basic rules. Mostly "Don't fuck up and get separated."

You enter the city, and from what you can tell there's a few locations of interest...

>The Chapel District, the most "civilized" of the districts.
>The Bridge District, essentially the docks.
>The Shanty Town.
>...You should find a way to cross into the more dangerous section of the city, The Lost Town.
>Maybe you should talk to some peasantry about the local happenings, stuff like that.
>Write-In
>>
>>414736
>Maybe you should talk to some peasantry about the local happenings, stuff like that.
>>
You approach one of the... Well, peasants that doesn't look like he's too inbred.

"Excuse me, sir... But could you answer some questions?"

"W-Who's asking?"

"Erh... Sir Renexizious."

"Well, how can I help then, knight?"

He readjusts his ill-fitting shirt.

>So, what exactly is the Chapel District? Is there a church there, presumably?
>Is there any safe places to actually get water around here?
>So, how does one get to the other side of the city?
>What exactly is that ruined lighthouse by the harbor doing? Why isn't it repaired?
>Heard any rumors?
>So, who exactly runs this city?
>Write-In
>>
>>414783
>So, who exactly runs this city?
>>
>>414783
>>So, who exactly runs this city?
>>
"Who exactly runs this city?"

"No one, save the Black Knight!"

"And who's the Black Knight?"

"Mallobaude!"

"...Right."

Actions.

>So, what exactly is the Chapel District? Is there a church there, presumably?
>Is there any safe places to actually get water around here?
>So, how does one get to the other side of the city?
>What exactly is that ruined lighthouse by the harbor doing? Why isn't it repaired?
>Heard any rumors?
>So, where exactly is he then?
>Who exactly works for him? Or is otherwise affiliated with him?
>Yeah... Well, good bye I suppose.
>Write-In
>>
>>414812
>Who exactly works for him? Or is otherwise affiliated with him?
>>
>>414812
>>414813
Going to sleep. Good luck Anon, do what you think won't get us killed
>>
"So who exactly works for him?"

He goes deathly quiet.

"...Tell no one, but it is a fact that Tedbald the Broken serves him... Tell no one, I demand it!"

"...Who's Tedbald?"

"Tedbald is a robber lord! He steals from everyone, and those who cannot defend themselves are killed or worse! Of course, since his leg wasted away from disease, he got the nickname "The Broken", since he can't really fight good no more, you see what I'm saying?"

"...Yeah?"

"He serves as the Black Knight's contact in the underworld... I know he has a camp by the shoreline, right to the north of the city!"

Actions.

>...Thank you citizen. If I could pay you, I would.
>I assume that's as much as you know?
>Well, looks like you got someone to track down... Best get to it.
>Write-In
>>
>>414830
>Well, looks like you got someone to track down... Best get to it.
>>
"Thank you citizen... I'll be going now."

"N-No problem, knight!"

You quickly backpedel away from the man, and start going to where he said to go... Which you either take the bridge into the bad part of town, or transform and fly across.

Actions.

>Yeah, you'll take the bridge.
>Nope, transform and to them, though do it outside of the city.
>Transform in the city, sure you might crush a few houses, but who cares?
>>
Someone will need to archive last thread soon. It's on page 8.

>>393723
>>
>>414844
>>Nope, transform and to them, though do it outside of the city.
>>
>>414844
>Yeah, you'll take the bridge.
>>
Rolled 1 (1d2)

Rolling.

1=Transform but outside.
2=Take the bridge.
>>
You transform outside the city and fly northward once your party gets back on you. Eventually you spot an encampment, torches, tents, that sort of thing, surrounded by a wooden wall. A few humans walk around it, none of them realizing you are right above them.

Actions.

>Come crashing down into their little encampment! You'll show them who's in charge.
>Land outside it!
>Strafe them with your heads!
>Write-In
>>
>>414878
>Land outside it!
>>
You land outside the encampment, and you see them fall down from your landing. A few of them grab basic weaponry, like sticks and spears, but nothing that could actually harm you. A somewhat old man, about fiffty, missing his left leg, and is on a cane is slowly getting out of his tent, and tries to go back in his tent after seeing you.

Actions.

>...Breathe fire on the camp.
>Pluck the tent off the ground and grab him. You want to speak to this man.
>...Nom the few pathetic humans trying to actually fight back with that ridicolous weaponry.
>Are you guys fucking insane? Spears and sticks, against a two-headed dragon?
>Does Flames have any ideas this time?
>Write-In
>>
>>414925
>Are you guys fucking insane? Spears and sticks, against a two-headed dragon?
>>
"Are you guys fucking insane? Spears and sticks, against me?"

One of the men tries to defiantly throw a spear at you, and it falls short.

Actions.

>...Nom that one guy who doesn't understand physics.
>Squish.
>...Nah, leave him be for now.
>Directed fire breath against him for being a fucking idiot. (Body)
>Oh yeah, you want to play that game huh? Grab a large rock and throw it at them, show them how Physics works! (Body)
>Write-In
>>
>>414953
>Oh yeah, you want to play that game huh? Grab a large rock and throw it at them, show them how Physics works! (Body)
>>
Roll me a 1d20+15 for Bowling With Humans
>>
Rolled 20 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>414972
Ren, master bowler extraordinare.
>>
>>414975
20+15=35

Critical Success!

'Oh, so that's how you want to fucking play it, eh? Let uncle Ren show you how to fucking throw things!"

You grab a piece of the ground, take it up, and throw it straight into the camp, sending men flying and the one unfortunate guy who threw a spear at you, flying at least fifty... No, sixty feet in the air!

Actions.

>Tell Marshall to use his bow and headshot him! It'll be cool!
>Eat him mid-air!
>Barbecue him mid-air!
>...Freeze him mid-air!
>Nah, catch him mid air.
>...Blow him away! (Body)
>Write-In
>>
>>414981
>Tell Marshall to use his bow and headshot him! It'll be cool!
360 no scope this guy Marshall!
>>
Bows don't have scopes, but roll me a 1d20+2 to see if he can hit!
>>
Rolled 20 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>414988
We should give him one then just for cool factor.
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>>414991
The madman actually pulled off a 360 snipe on him.
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>>414975
>>414991
Wow. The dice god really dislike these underworld types
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Marshall takes aim, fires a shot, then readies his longbow again, fires again, and in the blink of an eye, he has headshotted seven guys all flying mid-air. He gives a cheer, while everyone looks at him funny.

"What?"

You turn your head back to the remaining guys, which are just three guys who really don't intend on sticking around for very long.

Actions.

>Nom? Nom.
>Stomp on them!
>You guys should probably run before I rape you. Figuratively speaking. Maybe.
>Marshal, do that shit again with the headshotting! I'll try to throw them up in the air again!
>Write-In
>>
>>415012
>You guys should probably run before I rape you. Figuratively speaking. Maybe.
>>
>>415015
Seconding, introduce yourself and marshal and let them run and speak of your prowess to the cowering masses
>>
"You guys should probably start running before I rape you."

They book it into the swamp, yelling shit about "I don't consent!" and yelling for help.

Now of course, is Tedbald hiding in a collapse tent.

Actions.

>Shift down to half-dragon form to interrogate him.
>Pick him up and interrogate him face to face, dragon to human.
>Stomp on him.
>Write-In
>>
>>415028
Shift down and have a polite chat. You only have one random peasants testimony against him after all. You could have just ruined their mushrooming expedition for no reason
>>
>>415028
>Shift down to half-dragon form to interrogate him.
>>
You shift down into half-dragon form and go up to him. You rip through the tents fabric and grab him by the neck.

"Alright, listen up, who are you?"

"I-I'm Tedbald."

Actions.

>Who do you work for?
>What are you doing out here?
>I demand you give me recompensation for wasting my time here.
>I can run a criminal organization better then you could... Just giving your henchmen shitty spears and sticks? Why not halberds?
>Write-In
>>
>>415069
>What are you doing out here?
>>
>>415069
>You work for the black knight right? Where can I find him?
>>
"First off, what are you doing out here?"

"T-this is my base of operations! I manage my highwaymen from here! But you killed them all!"

"Thanks for testifying against yourself... Now, you work for the Black Knight, right?"

He shakes his head.

"Sorry, but I think I know someone who does."

"Who?!"

"H-Hang on! I-I won't tell you if you kill me!"

Actions.

>Actually, you will. You're speaking to a necromancer, so start talking!
>On my honor as a knight, I won't kill you if you tell me.
>Yeah, that remains to be determined.
>If you tell me, I promise to be gentle in killing you.
>Write-In
>>
>>415109
>Actually, you will. You're speaking to a necromancer, so start talking!
>>
>>415109
>Actually, you will. You're speaking to a necromancer, so start talking!
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"Actually, you will! You are speaking to a necromancer, so start talking!"

"O-Oh, by the lady! Fin-fine! The Butcher of Biaucaire works directly for him! I'm employed by him to give him hired muscle once in a while!"

"Who's the Butcher of Biaucaire?"

"H-He's Bougars De Biaucaire!"

Actions.

>Tell me about him!
>Where can I find him?
>How did he get the title, Butcher of Biaucaire?
>Write-In
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>>415130
>Where can I find him?
>How did he get the title, Butcher of Biaucaire?
>>
"How did he get that title?"

"Bougars De Biaucaire of the castle at... Well, Biaucaire is a man who terrorizes the peasant villages of his domain in north-eastern Mousillon. According to their stories, he is a monstrous knight who rides out of the darkness and spears innocents in their beds.
Or one which claims he is an ogre who eats children raw. Or is a master of black arts
who can flay your soul from your body with a word. However, h-he is also their liege lord, and the peasants are bound to obey his laws, no matter how insane, on the pain of worse than death, m-my lord!"

"...What exactly is his insanity?"

"Countless... I've heard he impales criminals outside his keep... That he's a cannibal... And that the inside of his keep is effectively a slaughterhouse! His laws are even more confusing... He ordered marble statues of him built in every village, provide a tithe of one freshly severed limb per family... And to be branded with his heraldry!"

Actions.

>...And you work for this man?
>Release him, he told you everything you needed to know.
>Kill him by snapping his neck, men like him do not deserve life.
>Write-In
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>>415185
>Release him, he told you everything you needed to know.
Where's the rest of the anons?
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"Thank you. So long as you don't return to a life of crime, you are free to go."

"T-Thank you, thank you my lord!"

"No problem."

You shift back into dragon form, and soar to the skies... You see something of interest though, in the distance, that a village has been set aflame by a mob... Though you could hunt that dastardly villain... Night is currently descending however.

Actions.

>You need to take care of that damned "knight" first off.
>...You should check out the burning village.
>Eh, head back to the city for nightfall.
>Write-In

>>415202
Honestly, I don't know.
>>
>check out the burning village
>>
You fly overhead, and see a mob of people setting buildings on fire, led by a... Woman, in armor. She looks rather light and frail, and is chanting "For the Lady!" over and over again... Is this some sort of chaos cult?

Actions.

>...Land in the swamp so you can transform.
>Land directly behind her.
>Strafe overhead with your ice breath on the burning buildings to prevent them from being destroyed! (Body)
>Land directly onto of her.
>Land directly into the mob.
>Write-In
>>
>>415231
>...Land in the swamp so you can transform.
>>
>>415231
>Stop the buildings from burning

No ideas where others are, and as for me I've been flitting around.
>>
Waiting five more minutes anons.
>>
Rolled 2 (1d2)

Rolling.

1=Land in swamp.
2=Prevent buildings!
>>
Roll me a 1d20+15 to stop the fire!
>>
Rolled 16 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>415273
>>
16+15=31

Overwhelming Success!

You fly overhead, and carefully strafe the houses, freezing them and putting the fires out. However, you are forced to land due to the thick canopy and your closiness to the ground, and land directly outside of the burning village, where the angry mob has begun to surround the armored woman.

"Who are you to disrupt the cleansing of those who have turned their back on the Lady?" she shouts!

Actions.

>...I'm a motherfucking dragon, and who the fuck is this "Lady"?
>...Well, I don't know about you but setting random villages on fire seems to be a little hardcore.
>Alright, who exactly are you lady?
>Write-In
>>
>>415302
>...I'm a motherfucking dragon, and who the fuck is this "Lady"?
>>
"I am a motherfucking dragon, and who the hell is this "Lady"

"The Lady of the Lake! The symbol of Bretonnia! Our goddess!"

"...Yeah. Alright. So why are you burning this village down?"

"They were offering their children to the Beastmen in exchange for protection! How dare they turn their backs on the Lady, in exchange for "protection!"

Actions.

>...Yeah, well you are a zealot. What did you do to the people living here?
>Beastmen?
>I'm going to give you one chance to leave, I recommend you take it.
>Who the hell are you?
>Write-In
>>
>>415330
>...Yeah, well you are a zealot. What did you do to the people living here?
>>
"Yeah, well you are a zealot. What the hell did you do to the people living here?"

"We staked them and burned them, for that is all a traitor to Bretonnia deserves!"

Adelmann speaks up.

"Listen, this is usual peasant superstition, and I'd recommend just moving on."

Actions.

>...You don't just murder random people for not following your religion, lady!
>Whelp, time to barbecue a crowd! (Body)
>...Nom her, she's obviously deluded. (Body)
>Demand that they all return to their homes now. (Intimidation, HARD)
>Write-In
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>>415351
Let's just listen to Adelmann and leave. If we're here to liberate we can come back and educate later, or just send other people to do it.
>>
You decide to leave this village, since and take flight, your curiosity sated.

As you fly overhead, you search for the Butcher's Keep, but you fail to find it... You do however, see a stone tower, and Frankizka speaks up.

"Those towers are where the nobility stay... I wouldn't worry about Black Knights this far out though, I'd say we're right by the edge of the duchy. We do need a place to sleep tonight, and I'd rather not find myself getting drowned in the swamp."

Actions.

>Agreed. Land outside the tower, but don't shift down.
>Agreed, land outside the tower and shift down into human form.
>No, you'll continue searching day and night!
>This is what I think of your nobility! Crash into the tower by ramming it! (Body)
>Write-In
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>>415376
>Agreed, land outside the tower and shift down into human form.
No need to destroy anything or scare people.
>>
>>415376
I just realized we could have red-pilled her on Khorne and brought her with us to take the bad goyim down.
>>415383
This.
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You land outside of the tower and shift downward, to a human form. No need to terrify anyone.

Marshal speaks up.

"We're going into a noble's tower? I've never been inside one before."

"Yeah, I will admit they are rather comfy to stay in."

You go up to a well-crafted and ornate oaken door, and knock. A slit in the door opens, and a pair of eyes stare out at you.

"Who is it?"

"It is I, Sir Renexizious, and I've come seeking shelter for the night."

"Verily. Please wait a moment while I get Sir Aucassin."

A few minutes pass, and the door opens. You all come inside to a rather comfy room, with dining room and a nobleman, in a blue court suit bows.

"Ah, pleased to make your accquiantence! I am known as Lord Aucassin, Sir Renexizious!"

"I am pleased to meet you as well."

"Come, come! You are all my guests for the night, and please close the door, it gets rather stuffy."

Marshal closes the door behind him.

The noble claps his hands.

"I have already ordered my servants to prepare dinner, and who might your names be?"

"My name is Marshal, I am a peasant from Carcassonne, and I am humbled to meet you sir!"

The noble nods, and Frankizka answers next.

"I am Frankizka Wyrnna, my lord."

"Ah, pleased to make your acquaintance!" He bows, and kisses her on the hand. She blushes slightly.

"And who might be your name?"

"I am the Witch Hunter Adelmann. Charged b-"

The noble puts his hand in the air, interrupting Adelmann.

"A witch hunter? We need more of you around here, indeed!"

Actions.

>Listen, it's nice of you to have dinner for us this late, but we just need to sleep.
>...Did that asshole just kiss your unofficial second wife on the fucking hand? You already hate this guy.
>Dinner? Sign me up! I haven't eaten any real food for a while!
>Ask Adelmann why Aucassin interrupted him.
>Write-In
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>>415419
Kiss Frankizka on the cheek then, I guess.
>>
>>415419
>...Did that asshole just kiss your unofficial second wife on the fucking hand? You already hate this guy.
>Ask Adelmann why Aucassin interrupted him.
>>
>>415419
>Ask Adelmann why Aucassin interrupted him.
Not being nobility I guess?
>>
You decide to one up this fucking faggot by kissing Frankizka on the cheek, who stammers and is caught by surprise.

"O-Oh. Thank you, Ren."

"...No problem."

Aucassin leaves you and goes into what seems to be a dining room and motions for you to come forth. You whisper to Adelmann meanwhile.

"Why did he interrupt you?"

"He has something to hide, I know it... Or it could just be the usual Bretonnian hatred towards Sigmarites."

Actions

>...Yeah, you should probably investigate.
>Come on, we're in his household, we shouldn't investigate.
>Mind if I help with your investigation once dinner is done?
>Write-In
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>>415451
>...Yeah, you should probably investigate.
>>
>>415453
This.
>>
>>415453
Yup.
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"Yeah, you should probably investigate... I'm going to entertain him meanwhile."

"Got it."

He walks off under the excuse he has to use the restroom, while you take a seat at the dining table. Marshal seems thrilled to actually be in a noble's keep, while Aucassin calls for his court poet, someone called Betrand. He comes out of... Well, somewhere. You weren't really paying attention, as some roasted chicken and goddamned butter was delivered to you. Hell yeah!

"So, I assume you must all be wondering about the countless tapestries on my walls?"

"I was partially thinking that, yes." Frankizka answers.

"Well... They are masterpieces, and I am so glad you asked, as it is my family's legacy..." You see that Frankzika seems... Interested in what this fucker is saying.

Actions.

>Your legacy is fucking tapestries? That's pretty shitty.
>One up him, that should be easy.
>No, no snide response... He's giving you food and drink, no need to.
>...Death stare into his fucking eyes.
>Write-In
>>
>>415464
Just listen, maybe he'll mouth off about something.
>>
>>415469
This.
>>
You hold your tongue and listen.

"Here, our entire family history is told! Such as the legendary defense of Mousillion against the undead hordes, an-"

"I see you lack a tapestry detailing the False Grail... Wouldn't your family be involved in it?"

He goes pale.

"Erh... That is not a particular strong time for our fa-"

"Then why exactly did you say "entire family", then? Wouldn't that be incorrect?"

He growls slightly.

"...Never mind, I suppose. Betrand, give us a poem, would you?"

"As you wish, my lord!"

The poet gives a rather good poem, and you see that Adelmann is motioning for you.

"Er... Excuse me, I think I need to use the restroom now."

"Very well, but please do hurry back."

You turn the corner and talk to Adelmann.

"What is it?"

"...I was upstairs, skulking around when I stepped on a loose floorboard. I removed it, and smelled spices, and found a carcass... One lacking any blood."

"...So we're dealing with a vampire?"

"Well, unless one of the staff is. Keep an eye out, as the staff or the noble may be dominated by the vampire."

"Right, right."

Actions.

>...Have you searched the basement yet?
>I'm betting it's the fucking lord.
>Maybe it's the fucking head of staff.
>Probably the fucking poet.
>Write-In
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>>415484
Tell him to search the basement.
inb4 neckbeard vampire
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"Search the basement then, alright?"

"Got it. Meet back in several minutes then."

You nod and come back to the room.

"So, when exactly are we getting our rooms for the night? I'm exhausted."

"Oh, well I was just about to tell this lovely lady, but on the third floor, there are three rooms for you all.

Actions.

>...Well, looks like someone's going to have to share. I call dibs on solo bed.
>...Hey, Frankizka, want to share a bed?
>I call dibs on the bed with the Witch Hunter.
>...So, Marshal... Want to sleep with me tonight?
>Write-In
>>
>>415496
>...Hey, Frankizka, want to share a bed?
>>
"So, Frankizka, want to share a bed?"

"Sure, I suppose."

Aucassin shows you to your rooms, and it's a rather comfy bed, blankets, that sort of thing, hell, even fleece pillows. He closes the door, and the only light in the room is candlelight.

Actions.

>...Wanna tumble? (Charisma)
>So, you know that someone in this building besides you is a vampire, right?
>...So, I've got some questions about vampires...
>Eh, just go to sleep.
>To be honest, sleeping in human form is really fucking hell on the mind. Shift to a different form to get better sleep.
>Write-In
>>
Going to continue this later anons!
>>
>>415515
>So, you know that someone in this building besides you is a vampire, right?
This. I mean franny, is this something you would pick up on or...
>>
>>415515

>>So, you know that someone in this building besides you is a vampire, right?

>>Write-in: it seems to me you were quite captivated by this Aucassin...

>>To be honest, sleeping in human form is really fucking hell on the mind. Shift to a different form to get better sleep.
Dragonblood at least to be more buff in case of sudden attack
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>>415515
>>...Wanna tumble? (Charisma)
>>
>>415768
This, and dragonblood. Casually mention there's another vampire in the house.
>>
>>415779
This
>>
>>415515
>>So, you know that someone in this building besides you is a vampire, right?
>To be honest, sleeping in human form is really fucking hell on the mind. Shift to a different form to get better sleep.
Sleeping in human form is MADNESS, any other form will do.
>>
>>415515
>>To be honest, sleeping in human form is really fucking hell on the mind. Shift to a different form to get better sleep.
>So, you know that someone in this building besides you is a vampire, right?
>>
>>415779
>>
Alright anons, I took nap so sorry about that.

"...Is it just me, or were you captivated by Aucassin?"

"It's a custom of Bretonnian nobility to learn about their families, and to at least entertain the idea of courtship."

You shift into a dragonblood form.

"Oh, by the way there's a vampire in this building."

"Besides me?"

"Yep."

"Ah. Well, since we're in Bretonnian it's most likely a Blood Knight."

"Right, right. And?"

"Well, for vampires they are remarkably honourable, so if it is indeed the noble, he won't suck your blood while any of us sleep or anything."

"Well then... Want to tumble?"

Roll me a 1d20+7, also use your pheromone?
>>
Rolled 13 + 7 (1d20 + 7)

>>416651
Yes
>>
Rolled 6 + 7 (1d20 + 7)

>>416651
>>
You spread your pheromone.

13+7=20

Great Success.

You have a go at it in bed, because fuck Asshole or whatever his name is. Once your finished she hugs up against you, quite exhausted.

"So, just wondering Ren... Why don't you really hate me for being a vampire? Your the only... Well, guy who hasn't freaked out or anything. It's nice..."

Actions.

>...Well, want to level up tumbling some more?
>Oh, well... I enjoy your company, and I don't really care that your a vampire.
>I do care, and maybe in the future I'll find a way to cure it for you.
>Well, you aren't like all the other vampires.
>Well, your beautiful, and also a rather nice opposite of Elizabeth in a few ways.
>Write-In
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>>416677
>Oh, well... I enjoy your company, and I don't really care that your a vampire.
>>
>>416689
This.
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>>416677
>Oh, well... I enjoy your company, and I don't really care that your a vampire.

People hate vampires because they eat people and act superior to them.

As a dragon, we eat people and none are superior to us.

Thus, all problems of vampirism are solved.
>>
>>416711
This
>>
>>416711
Well put.
>>
"Oh... Well, I enjoy your company, and I don't really care that your a vampire. People hate vampires because they eat people and act superior to them... As a dragon I eat people and none are superior to me. Thus, all problems are solved."

"Thanks, I didn't really think about that too much... Say, when exactly am I getting blood? I've been feeling a little weak the past few days."

"...Right, how often do you need blood?"

"If I want to keep looking like a human, at least ten pints once every three weeks. So basically a month. If I want to be comfortable and slowly grow in power, at least once a week."

"...Grow in power?"

"Yep, usually when it comes to magical affinity for necromancy and controlling undead."

"Doesn't ten pints usually kill someone?"

"Well, yes. Two pints per person is just what I limit myself to per person. Doesn't really cause too much discomfort though."

Actions.

>Well, see if you can't fucking drink ten pints from that noble, fuck the rules of hospitality.
>Erh, can you wait any longer, please?
>Why are you asking me?
>...Why don't you drink a little from Marshal or the Witchhunter?
>So just wondering... Can you dominate someone as a vampire?
>Why don't you just drink from a peasant when we get back in the city?
>You can drink from me, alright?
>Write-In
>>
>>416733
>>You can drink from me, alright?
>>
>>416733
>>You can drink from me, alright?

I just really want to know what happens to a vampire if they drink dragon blood. We should shift ourselves in a larger form tho, as not to lose as large a percentage of our blood.
>>
"You can drink from me, alright?"

"Thanks, Ren... So, erh. How much do you want gone?"

Actions.

>Just remain at the two pint limit, alright?
>I can handle five pints. (Body)
>Shift into a large form, then offer ten pints. (Body)
>Shift into a larger form and offer fifteen, fuck yeah! (Body, HARD)
>OFFER TWENTY in half-dragon form you absolute madman! (Body, VERY HARD, RISKY)
>Why don't we do this outside? I need the extra room.
>Write-In
>>
>>416763
Go 20, shoot for the stars Worst case she'll realise and stop maybe.
>>
>>416763
Go outside.
>>
>>416763
>>Shift into a large form, then offer ten pints. (Body)
>>
>>416763
>Shift into a large form, then offer ten pints. (Body)
>>
Roll me a 1d20+15
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>>416770
Seconding going outside, then we can shift into dragon form.
>>
Rolled 14 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>416779
All the blood
>>
Rolled 15 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>416779
>>
Rolled 11 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>416779
>>
Rolled 17 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>416779
>>
Rolled 5 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>416779
>>
Seems dragon blood is surprisingly healthy
>>
15+15=30

Overwhelming Success!

"Just ten pints, alright?"

"You sure you can handle that?"

"I'm a motherfucking dragon, of course I can."

She bites down on your neck, which hurts quite a bit, and starts draining. Halfway through, she interrupts.

"...Ren, holy shit this is... This is the best blood I've ever tasted, I can't even fucking compare this."

"Come on, calm down and remember ten, alright?"

"...Alright..."

She contiues draining and stops, you feel a little lightheaded and a little more tired, but she is hugging you.

"...I'm not going to lie that I loved that."

"Well, it's kind of uncomfortable and hurts a little."

"Sorry?"

"No, no. It's fine, I'm just not really used to that."

"Right... Now shut up and hug me."

She gives you a rather strong hug and pulls you toward her again.

"...So... You do realize I don't really sleep during the night, right?"

"...I've been guessing that, why?"

"And we've been traveling mostly at day. Well, could you do me a favor?"

"What?"

"Well, mostly just continue hugging until I wake up again."

She falls asleep in your arms, and you follow soon afterward.

Roll me a 1d20+1.
>>
Rolled 7 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>416815
Yo anons, vampire or Elizabeth?
I feel that's what we're gearing up for so state your opinion now.
>>
Rolled 17 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>416815
>>
Rolled 9 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>416815
Gee, it's nice to be hugged.
>>
>>416820
Elizabeth, partly personal preference, but mostly because it feels out of character for Ren to betray her like that.
>>
>>416820
Vampire, We're a necro-romancer, after all.
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>>416831
That was a terrible choice and a terrible pun
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>>416834
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17+1=18

Success!

You wake up in the morning, with Frankzika still in your arms. She gives a large yawn and gets up out of bed before you do somehow.

"So, how was your sleep?"

"Soothing, I enjoy resting after a big meal."

"...That sounded only a little evil. And vaguely sexual."

"Hey! I'm a vampire, it's only natural."

She doesn't clarify further if it was the tumbling or the draining your blood thing that got her tired.

You leave the room and see that Marshal's door is slightly opened... You peak in and see Marshal's missing. Great. So it wasn't a Blood Knight. You also note that his longbow and dagger is still there.

Actions.

>Hey, Frankizka, Marshal's missing.
>...Check on the Witch Hunter.
>Don't mention this to anyone.
>Write-In
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>>416870
>Hey, Frankizka, Marshal's missing.
And he's gone without his weapons, which is a terrible idea.
>>
>>416870
>>Hey, Frankizka, Marshal's missing.
>>
>>416870
>...Check on the Witch Hunter.
>>
>>416870
>>Hey, Frankizka, Marshal's missing.
>>
"Hey, Frankizka, Mar-"

"Hey, fellow adventurers!"

You turn and see Marshal coming up the staircase... Frankizka leans towards you, whispering.

"...I'm not one-hundred percent sure, but I'm damned sure that he's been dominated by the vampire here."

"Why?"

"Well, I think he might of realized that I'm a vampire, since I gagged a little at eating the food during dinner last night, and might want to keep tabs on me since I'm in his territory."

Marshal is just standing there, and it slightly disturbs you.

Actions.

>...Is there any way we can help Marshal?
>Why is he just standing like that?
>We should probably get breakfast... Well, I should.
>How likely is the staff to be dominated?
>Write-In
>>
>>416906
>...Is there any way we can help Marshal?
Witch Hunter could still be useful to us, don't want to leave him.
>>
>>416906
>>...Is there any way we can help Marshal?
>>
"Is there any way we can help Marshal?"

"We find the vampire and kill it. Or we beat him up and hopefully knock the domination out of him." You see that unlike before where she was slightly pale, she has a somewhat tanned skin and a few... Well, sharper parts of her complexion have smoothed out considerably. Looks like drinking blood does have a physical impact.

Actions.

>...I like the whole punch someone thing.
>Hang on, maybe the Witch Hunter could help?
>Well, let's find us a vampire... Besides you, of course.
>Could you try to dominate him while he's being dominated by the vampire here?
>Write-In
>>
>>416946
>>Well, let's find us a vampire... Besides you, of course.
>>
>>416946
>Well, let's find us a vampire... Besides you, of course.
>>
"Well, let's find us a vampire. Besides you."

"Alright... But what the hell do we do about Marshal?"

Actions.

>Just leave him be.
>He's creeping me out, maybe we should just put him in his room.
>...Let's just get the Witch Hunter, alright?
>Let's poke him for science!
>Why don't you try to dominate him?
>Write-In
>>
>>416999
>He's creeping me out, maybe we should just put him in his room.
>>
"Yeah, he's creeping me out. Let's just... Erh, put him in his room I guess."

"Yeah, probably for the best."

You push Marshal into his room... Now, of course, he'll be able to leave unless you do something about it.

Actions.

>...Smash the door knob so he can't open it from his side. (Body)
>...Yeah, just leave the door untouched.
>Get Smaug to guard Marshal and alert you if he... Wakes up? (Summoning)
>Knock him out. (Body)
>Write-In
>>
>>417039
>>...Smash the door knob so he can't open it from his side. (Body)
>>
>>417039
>>...Smash the door knob so he can't open it from his side. (Body)
>>
Roll me a 1d20+15 to smash a doorknob and not to destroy the door!
>>
Rolled 20 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>417058
>>
>>417066
It's almost like we have plenty of experience in precise demolition
>>
>>417071
t. Elizabeth's vagina
>>
>>417076
Ayy
>>
20, Critical Success!

You simply pull the doorknob out and slam the door closed. Sure, no one but you will be able to open it, since it lacks any doorknob what so ever, and is firmly ingrained into the wall. You check on the Witch Hunter's room and find he isn't there. Great.

Actions.

>Well, time to get some breakfast and piece together some more shit.
>No, no. You are fucking done with whoever is trying to turn your allies against you or eat them or what the fuck ever. Shapeshift into Half-Dragon form, and find a fucking weapon to beat the shit out of things with.
>Fuck it, go to the top of the tower.
>...Probably should investigate the Basement, the Witch Hunter might be down there.
>Write-in
>>
>>417085
>No, no. You are fucking done with whoever is trying to turn your allies against you or eat them or what the fuck ever. Shapeshift into Half-Dragon form, and find a fucking weapon to beat the shit out of things with.
>>
>>417085
>>No, no. You are fucking done with whoever is trying to turn your allies against you or eat them or what the fuck ever. Shapeshift into Half-Dragon form, and find a fucking weapon to beat the shit out of things with.
>>
ATTENTION!

I've been a bit lost on what's been going on these last two threads, besides us being in a WH fantasy world. And as such, I have no idea what to write as a summary for the archiving of last thread, which is on page 9 btw. So either someone else will have to do it for once, or someone is at least going to have to provide a 140 character summary.
>>
Angry as fuck, you shift into your hulking half-dragon form... You take up the entire hallway, and you stomp down it, and spot two doors, which no doubt lead to different rooms. The first door is more ornate, while the second one looks to be a reinforced wooden door. One of these rooms must have a weapon.

Actions.

>...Rip off your eye, might as well go full angry.
>Kick down the first door!
>Polietly open the first door.
>Rip the fucking first door off it's goddamned hinges and throw it at the second door!
>Calmly open the second door.
>Kick down the second door!
>Go down the staircase.
>Write-In
>>
>>417124
>>Polietly open the first door.

No need to alert those inside and give them time to hide.
>>
>>417124
>>Polietly open the first door.
>Kick down the second door!
Weapon, hah! As if Ren is ever unarmed.
>>
>>417119
We visit the Warhammer Universe and roll over some dwarves in an attempt to get another wife.

>>417124
>...Rip off your eye, might as well go full angry.
>>
>>417124
>Polietly open the first door.
Let's not lose our composure completely.
>>
>>417136
That's what we're doing? When is the next portal back to Europe?
>>
You politely open the first door, and see inside it's apparently a knight's chamber. Thanks to the fact you didn't really kick it down or anything, the knight merely wakes up.
"What is it now, squire..."

Actions.

>...Sit on him and demand that he tell you who the fuck in this place is a vampire.
>Frankizka, cast a spell at him or something.
>Grab this faggot and throw him at the second door! (Body)
>Where the fuck is the armory?
>You, fucking protect Frankizka while I do shit. (Charisma)
>Write-in
>>
>>417152
>...Sit on him and demand that he tell you who the fuck in this place is a vampire.
>>
>>417149
We don't know, we're just chilling here for a bit. We're trying to conquer some of Brettonia for the new waifu. I imagine we'll head back once that's over.

>...Sit on him and demand that he tell you who the fuck in this place is a vampire.
>>
Alright, thread 19 archived. http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=European
>>417152
>...Sit on him and demand that he tell you who the fuck in this place is a vampire.
>>417175
Alright, thank you for getting me up to speed.
>>
You come over and sit on him.

"What in the Lady's na-"

"Who the fuck is a vampire in this fucking shitty keep?"

"V-Vampire?"

Actions.

>Fucking tell me, goddamn it! (Intimidation)
>If you're an actual knight tell me who the fuck is a vampire here. (Charisma)
>Goddamn it! Throw him at something so he'll just fucking tell you already! (Body)
>Write-In
>>
>>417191
>>Fucking tell me, goddamn it! (Intimidation)
>>
>>417180
Lemme explain fully, just so you're totally caught up.

We went to France to check out the home of the vampire if I remember correctly. Claw got lost and ended up in some sort of futuristic 1940s Germany setting where he encountered Warhammer 40K Space Marines. He made a friend, and is bringing his friend and the Space Marine home.

We came to this world, made skaven (rat humanoids) have an orgy, and fought off some orcs. We were contacted by a god of this world, Khorne, who we are now bros with as he is a warrior and a very metal dude. Richard is grumpy with us, and we asked the vamp to be our second wife. She refused, saying she wanted us to conquer some land for her. We agreed and came to her home province, where she had a shit life as a peasant. After some other shenanigans we have a Witch Hunter, an axe that cures a certain disease, some random peasant who wanted to join, and are currently trying to fuck up another vampire. We're probably gonna do this, make Mousillon (the province from which the vampire waifu came) great again, and head back.
>>
Roll me a 1d20+8.

Also, use Fear pheromone?
>>
Rolled 6 + 8 (1d20 + 8)

>>417223
No.
>>
Rolled 16 + 8 (1d20 + 8)

>>417222
I remember when we first got here through the portal in France. But after that I missed the thread for a while. Thank you for the summary.
>>417223
>Yes
>>
16+8=24

Good Success!

"Alright knight, fucking tell me who the vampire is, because I don't have time for this."

"W-We aren't allowed upstairs at all by our oaths! That's all I know! Only the head of staff is!"

Actions.

>Oh. Thanks. Use your drowsiness pheromone to put him to sleep. Or for the less sane idea, sing a lullaby. Because why not?
>Dragons eat knights. See if you can't nom him in half-dragon form. (Body)
>Knock him out! (Body)
>Hey, Frankizka! You still hungry?
>Just kill him via throat cutting. It's why you have claws after all.
>Pick him up and throw him at the second door so you can see what the fuck is inside it! (Body)
>Write-In
>>
>>417258
>Pick him up and throw him at the second door so you can see what the fuck is inside it! (Body)
>>
>>417258
>Pick him up and carry him upstairs
Time to see what you're not allowed to see.
>>
>>417303
switching
>>
You pick him up and sling him over your back.

"Come on, your coming with m-"

You hear a gunshot from below, and cries of battle from below. It seems Adelmann is still alive and not dominated. You continue up the staircase and after a little while, reach the top where an imposing door made of wood has metal engraving and slight iron spikes.

Actions.

>Throw the knight into the door to open it! (Body)
>Force the door open! (Body)
>...Ripping the door off it's hinges would be a little hard. Just settle for kicking it down. (Body, HARD)
>Charge into the door! (Body, HARD)
>Maybe it's unlocked? Just see if you can open it.
>Write-In
>>
>>417331
>>Force the door open! (Body)
>>
>>417331
>Maybe it's unlocked? Just see if you can open it.
And if that fails, we can always set it on fire.
>>
>>417331
>>Charge into the door! (Body, HARD)
Choo! Choo!
>>
Rolled 2 (1d3)

Rolling.

1=Force it!
2=Open it
3=THERE ARE NO BREAKS.
>>
You open the door calmly. By that, it was actually already locked, but your fairly sure that simply by pressing forward enough you probably broke the locking mechanism. On the other side of the door is a coffin, and the man in it stumbles out. You note that his nose is very small, and he has some fucking beady eyes. You already don't trust him.

"...Regionald, is it the afternoon now? It feels more or less the morning." He rubs his eyes.

"Sir?" the Knight seems rather confused.

Actions.

>...Well, fire breath to cleanse vampire is a good idea to you. (Body)
>Grab him! (Body)
>Erh... Yes?
>Throw the knight at the vampire! (Body)
>...Hey, Frankizka, could you in theory dominate a vampire?
>Cast a spell!
>Write-In
>>
>>417419
>>Grab him! (Body)
There's a Witch Hunter we need back and non-mind controlled.
>>
>>417419
>Grab him! (Body)
I-is his nose the anti-jew?
>>
>>417419
>Grab him! (Body)
>...Hey, Frankizka, could you in theory dominate a vampire?
>>
Roll me a 1d20+15!

>>417432
But anon, you are the juden!
Well, actually wouldn't dragons just be giant scaled jews? Think about it.
>>
Rolled 11 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>417444
Nah m8, we're after butter and women, not fucking money
>>
Rolled 7 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>417444
We are the ultimate jew because we can jew the elite jews in charge of the banks.
>>
Rolled 18 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>417444
>>
Rolled 2 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>417444
Well, we're big, inhuman, domineering, and use mind control..
But we're after relatively simple pleasures, are blunt instead of subversive, and aren't victims.
>>
Rolled 2 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>417444
Well perhaps Ren is circumsized. Up to you. I imagine him dancing rabbi jacob danse and i find funny.
>>
18+15=33

Overwhelming Success!

You grab this vampire by the fucking neck, and lift his putrid ass up.

"Who are you! Let me go immediatl- Why the fuck do you have scales?!"

"I am a motherfucking dragon, mate."

Actions.

>Hey, Frankizka, see if you can dominate him!
>See if you can't toss his of the stone wall! (Body, HARD)
>Break his neck! (Body)
>Hang on, the only way to actually kill a vampire is by impaling them in the heart. Well, you certainly are strong enough to do that. (Body, HARD)
>Demand that he give up control on Marshal! (Intimidation)
>Beat the shit out of him! (Body)
>Write-In
>>
>>417496
>Demand that he give up control on Marshal! (Intimidation)
>Beat the shit out of him! (Body)
>>
>>417496
>>Demand that he give up control on Marshal! (Intimidation)
This is the point.
>>
>>417496
>>Hey, Frankizka, see if you can dominate him!
>>
>>417501
+1
>>
Roll me a 2d20+15. First is for Intimidation, second is beating the shit out of him.
>>
Rolled 6, 16 + 15 = 37 (2d20 + 15)

>>417514
>>
Rolled 5, 18 + 15 = 38 (2d20 + 15)

>>417514
>>
Rolled 8 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>417514
>>
Rolled 1, 17 + 15 = 33 (2d20 + 15)

>>417514
>>
>>417524
Garlic hater is not impressed by his ass being beaten
>>
>>417524
Clearly we just need to beat the shit out of him some more until he complies.
>>
Rolled 6 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>417521
oh shit
Rolling for second dice
>>
>>417537
Or we make a jam of him
>>
Critical Failure!

18+15=33

Great Success!

"Release your fucking control on Marshal and I might just spare your sorry ass!"

"Ha! That worthless peasant is already mine to comm-"

You headbutt him.

"THAT'S FOR FUCKING DISSING BUTTER!"

"...Uh, Ren, I think you mean garlic..."

"What in the Lady's name is even happening?"

You pick him up and bash him straight into the table.

"THAT'S FOR BEING A LITTLE CUNT AND NOT BEING A MAN!"

"A-at least I'm more of a man then you!"

You breathe some smoke out of your mouth, and the knight slightly laughs, then shuts the fuck up.

'What the fuck did you just say?"

"T-That maybe your a nice guy?" He flinches

You are not entertained.

Actions.

>That's what I thought, hell, I bet your manhood is rotting off as we speak.
>Commence thy punching ritual. (Body)
>Frankzika, get over here and dominate him, or whatever your vampires do.
>Write-in
>>
>>417568
>>That's what I thought, hell, I bet your manhood is rotting off as we speak.
>Frankzika, get over here and dominate him, or whatever your vampires do.
>>
>>417568
>Commence thy punching ritual. (Body)
>>
>>417574
>>>417568
>>>That's what I thought, hell, I bet your manhood is rotting off as we speak.
>>Frankzika, get over here and dominate him, or whatever your vampires do.
>>Commence thy punching ritual (Body)
>>
Roll me a 1d20+15
I'm just going to say it, but Ren would probably be a jock if he went to high school.
>>
Rolled 8 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>417599
>>
Rolled 12 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>417599
He could be but he's also stupidly smart. He'd be that one cool guy everyone likes that breezes through high school effortlessly.
>>
Rolled 9 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>417599
>>
Rolled 3 + 15 (1d20 + 15)

>>417599
Well he is loyal to his friends and sometimes to his word. He is a /fit/ genius with an easy go for languages.
>>
12+15=27

Borderline Success!

He nearly escapes your grasp, but you sock him right inbetween the eyes, and follow up with a gut punch.

'That's what I thought, hell I bet your manhood is rotting off as we speak!"

He narrowly punches you in the head, which is more or less like a soft pat.

"I didn't even feel that."

"G-Good."

"How the fuck is that good?"

You feel a sharp pain in your chest, and see that he got his hands on a little knife, and he digs it in between your scales.

"Ha! You left yourself ope-"

"That doesn't fucking hurt you know."

He goes deathly pale. He already was, but holy shit his face is like fucking snow.

"Y-You have a knife in your gut! How the fuck doesn't that hurt?! Not to mention the knife is poisoned to inflict severe pain!"

He stabs you again, and you laugh.

"I don't feel pain."

He tries again.

"At this point you are literally just fucking poking me with a stick."

"That's bullshit of the highest caliber. You just made me waste a poison which cost most of my money to make!"

"Yeah. Frankzika, can you dominate him?"

She shrugs her shoulders.

"I guess I can."

"Good. Do it."

"Will someone explain to me what's going on?" The knight asks.

Actions

>Grab him as well, because fuck that guy.
>Just tell him to wait outside.
>...Erh, vampire shittery.
>Ignore him and punch vampire faggot again for trying to stab you.
>Write-In
>>
>>417681
>>...Erh, vampire shittery.
>>
>>417681
>...Erh, vampire shittery.
I like how almost every time someone fucks with us they instantly realize they fucked up bad.
>>
>>417681
>>...Erh, vampire shittery.
This is the best Quest Qm
I love it
>>
>>417681
>...Erh, vampire shittery.
I'm actually quite fond of this quest myself. It's the only one with a scenario that interests me that isn't filled with meme/edgy shit.
>>
I'm done with life right now, so I'm just going to bust out the alcohol late. Since it's nearly midnight in London.

>>417697
I thought there was other quests that aren't meme or edgy, I doubt mine is the only one.
>>
>>417694
>>417697
I've been with the quest since the beginning and i think its a ton of fun. That said, I'm not really sure where the plot is headed any more and the stakes feel kind of low. I really enjoyed our Conquest of Europe Arc, now i feel like Ren is too badass, nothing can hurt him.
>>
>>417705
Yea
I'm getting confused with all the space marines and portals
>>
>>417719
It wouldn't be the same without weird shit popping up now and then.
>>
>>417719
Yeah, don't worry. Hopefully on the PoV switch I'll explain shit a lot better. Or when you come up to a scientist.
>>
>>417705
This is the only quest that makes me laugh from times to times. I wish it to continue for long!
I think we may have overextended too quickly the universe. For example we didn't go back to where mom comes from, the fantasy world. I would have liked a longer time there.
Ren is indeed very badass but that makes his failures even more comical. Like the "hrm...hi!" When he got blocked in the castle back there. Even the maximus musclor can be embarrassed from times to times. We got also really hurted by the dwarf king. So, Ren is powerful but can be defeated.
>>
"Vampire bullshit, alright?"

"That doesn't hel-"

Frankizka casts somesort of spell, and a blue bolt hits the vampire straight in the head, and his eyes glow blue.

"That was easy. I was expecting a little more resistance."

"Yeah. I'm just going to assume that you took control. Now, order him to release Marshal."

"You got it..."

PoV Switch, alright anons?

>Remain as Renexizious.
>The Regency of Elizabeth.
>Richard's Reign.

>>417745
Oh yeah, your world just doesn't have too much to really fuck your shit up, but Ren can't be in one place 24/7, and your army are fucking redshirts, like holy shit you lost one million taking Constantinople. In a single day.
>>
>>417762
>The Regency of Elizabeth.
Interested in getting back to earth
>>
>>417762
>>The Regency of Elizabeth.
>>
>>417762
>The Regency of Elizabeth.
To be fair we lost that 1 million because Claws a terrible general.
>>
>>417703
As I said, it's the only one that has a setting I actually like. It doesn't really have any stereotypes, and you create characters really well.
>>417705
Yeah,the plot seems a bit loose right now,but we don't have anything to do.
>Regency.
>>
You are currently Elizabeth the Second, Empress of Sweden, Queen of England, and current Regent of Sweden.

Why?

Because your husband left you for at least a week now, and already everything's gone to hell and back. Right now, you're in meeting with his cabinet about recent German aggression, not to mention the constant rebellion and lack of manpower.

"So, I propose we withdraw some of our men from Russia's newfound mineral mines and redistribute them throughout Europe." one of Ren's advisors says... What's his name... It's Kristijan something, he's a Serbian anyways.

The dwarf in charge of Russia slams the table.

"Oi! That'll mean our economy will plummet! We may lead the world in agriculture, but we simply don't have enough manpower to keep all of Mother Russia under our thumb! We must keep our economy alive with the mines or Renexizious will have our heads!"

The cabinent mutters among themselves, and your son Charlemagne interrupts.

"My province, Italy, is going through further revolts by the Catholics. We simply must withdraw from Russia in order to deal with the rebellions!"

"Lad, Russia's more valuable then your continent put together!"

"But the Germans have stated that they desire France and Italy, monsieur! We simply must have the army there to prevent further aggression!" says Reuviere, King of France.

Actions.

>That's enough! We will not withdraw, and that is final! We simply must wait for Renexizious to come back!
>...Russia is simply too big for our tiny army. Order a withdraw from Russia in order to deal with the German aggression.
>...Order the army in Europe to withdraw back to Russia to stabilize the economy.
>...Order them to start seeking out mercenaries. The budget can handle it, hopefully.
>Write-In
>>
>>417819
>...Order them to start seeking out mercenaries. The budget can handle it, hopefully.
Once we get back were going to kick the germans asses for this.
>>
>>417825
+1 to this. The kaiser will regret.
>>
>>417825
>...Order them to start seeking out mercenaries. The budget can handle it, hopefully.
Also contact Revuiere, what's the point of being Ren's ward if you don't learn how to kick ass
>>
"I w-"

"Your little shitty country is nothing compared to the might of Russia! We gi-"

"You forget dwarf, that we haven't received a single soldier from Russia for two years. Not to mention the Ork tribes in Siberia are making it hard to colonze, so I p-"

"What about the Americans!"

"What about the Greeks?

"What about the Catholics?"

These questions are thrown back and forth, interrupting you from speaking.

Actions.

>Interrupt them. Angrily.
>Interrupt them calmly.
>Interrupt them with a well-placed solution.
>Order the soldiers standing guard to fire a shot to regain order in the damned throne room.
>Write-In
>>
>>417852
He is here at the meeting, look at >>417819
>>
>>417860
>Interrupt them. Angrily.
>>
>>417860
>Interrupt them with a well-placed solution
> which one... hm...dunno.

> ask the gold dragon to calm down this kaiser. He is betraying the alliance we made earlier.
>>
Rolled 2 (1d2)

Rolling.

1=Interrupt angrily.
2=Interrupt with solution.
>>
Roll me a 1d20-1 to see if you aren't drowned out.
>>
Rolled 13 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>417893
>>
Rolled 20 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>417893
>>
>>417904
>tfw Elizabeth alter ego is Elizabeth The Great

Persecute Catholics when?
>>
You tire of this, and slam your fist on the table and stand up, you shine with utmost authority, and slam your fist on the throne, and yell.

"If none of you can give me a suitable answer, then I will grant you one! As you all know, the treasury is brimming, therefor hire mercenaries, and you... Lorriana, or whatever your name is... Contact the Germans and notify them that hostile aggression will be taken as betraying our alliance."

"Yes, Empress." she salutes, and walks off.

"Now, for all of you, calmly and rationally give me the situation. No more arguing, and speak when you are called on."

"Yes, Empress." a resolute answer comes from the advisors and your children. They begin to format themselves into lines.

"Good. Now, you..." You point your claw towards Amaya, a inquistoress you helped your husband seduce.

"Come towards the throne, and bow before me."

"Yes, my Empress." She bows, and kisses the ground before you.

"Now, tell me, what is the situation with the Catholics?"

"The Catholics are proving hard to sway in France, Italy, and the Balkans, m'lady. I hereby request the authority to draw upon the Crusader Orders and forcibly convert them."

Actions.

>Permission is hereby denied, Inquistoress.
>I grant you this authority, so long as you do not abuse it in the Crown's service.
>I demand something in return, then.
>Write-In
>>
>>417940
>>I grant you this authority, so long as you do not abuse it in the Crown's service.
>>
>>417940
>>Permission is hereby denied, Inquistoress.
>>CHANGE THE RELIGION OF SWEDEN BACK TO CATHOLIC
>>
>>417940
WE WANT CATHOLISM
>>
>>417940
>I grant you this authority, so long as you do not abuse it in the Crown's service.
>>
Waiting five more minutes anons.
>>
What religion is Sweden now?
>>
>>417985
It's Draconic-Catholic, and the official sect of that is god-worship of Renexizious
>>
>>417940
>I grant you this authority, so long as you do not abuse it in the Crown's service.
>>
"I grant you authority to commission an utmost holy Inquistion in Renexizious's name in the Balkans, so long as you do not abuse it in the Crown's service."

"Yes, my lady." She gets up and leaves the throne room.

"Now, for Kristijan Stanimirovic, bow before the throne and present your case."

He comes forward and silently bows.

"Now, you requested that we begin full-scale drafting?"

"Yes, my lady."

Actions.

>I deny this, Sweden will not mobilize men with no training to fight it's wars.
>In sight of this crisis, I allow this for a limited time.
>The mercenaries should be enough, so no.
>Write-In
>>
>>418009
>>In sight of this crisis, I allow this for a limited time.
Guard units only. Train, mobilize, demobilize. We can free up army members from guarding the homefront while Swedes defend the nordic countries. Even recruits will hold when it's their land they're defending.
>>
>>418009
>>In sight of this crisis, I allow this for a limited time.
Guard units only. Train, mobilize, demobilize. We can free up army members from guarding the homefront while Swedes defend the nordic countries. Even recruits will hold when it's their land they're defending.
>>
"I allow this, but only to guard the nordic lands. Even recruits will hold if it's their homeland they are fighting for."

"I agree, your imperial majesty."

"With that, I would like to call a recess. We have all had much to think about, and we will reconvene in two days."

The crowds of people leave the throne room, and you collapse back into the rather small throne, exhausted.

"My lady, would you like a drink?" one of your Drow slaves says, loyally to you. One of the male ones, right.

Actions.

>...I'll have what my husband drinks, mead.
>Erh, yes. Make some tea please.
>No, no. I'm fine. Ruling a nation is hard work after all... Especially if it's all of Europe.
>No, it's fine. I doubt I'll need you for the rest of the afternoon.
>Erh, what is your name, slave?
>Write-In
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>>418057
>>Erh, yes. Make some tea please.
>Erh, what is your name, slave?
>>
>>418057
>>418057
Oh shit, reconning the male part since you guys specifically asked for female, sorry.
>>
"Erh, yes. I'll have some tea, please."

She turns around and talk to two other slave women, who run off to get some tea for you.

"So, mind if I ask what your name is?"

"It is Nedylene, my lady."

"Ah, well then, pleased to meet you, Nedylene."

She smiles.

"Thank you, your highness."

"...For what?"

"We don't usually get called by our names around here by anyone who's not a slave."

"Oh. Well, I'm sorry about that."

"It's fine, it's just how things work, you know?"

Actions.

>I don't exactly remembering to give you permission to speak to me, slave. Though thank you for talking to me.
>Ah... Would you mind if I ask you some questions while waiting for my tea?
>Excuse me, but how exactly was it when you served as a slave to my husband?
>Would you care if I ask your opinion of me?
>Write-In
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>>418099
>Excuse me, but how exactly was it when you served as a slave to my husband?
>>
>>418099
>>Excuse me, but how exactly was it when you served as a slave to my husband?
>Would you care if I ask your opinion of me?
>>
"So, Nedylene, how exactly was it to serve as a slave under my husband?"

"I... I would not really want to speak of that to you, my lady."

"Why?"

"...It's not that he isn't cruel to us or anything, in fact he's probably more kind to us then our parents were."

"How old are you?"

"Erh... Ninteen, I believe."

"Oh, what happened to your parents?"

"They died fighting the dwarves back underground."

"Oh. Well, I am sorry for your loss."

"No need to be, I've come to terms with the help of... Excuse me, but what is the word for spidcialr?"

"...Spidcialr?"

"Erh... The old chris-taan, that visits us once in a while, to spread word of the Lord."

Actions.

>You've met Reinhold?
>You can't really speak Swedish well, can you?
>You still haven't exactly answered my question on what you thought of Renexizious.
>How old were you when you were taken a slave?
>Do you have any other siblings?
>...Could you tell the other slaves to get you some tea as well? I am rather interested in your story, Nedylene.
>What exactly do you think of me then?
>Write-In
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>>418153
>You still haven't exactly answered my question on what you thought of Renexizious
>>
>>418153
>You still haven't exactly answered my question on what you thought of Renexizious
>>
>>418153
>>How old were you when you were taken a slave?
>You still haven't exactly answered my question on what you thought of Renexizious.
>>
>>418153
>>You still haven't exactly answered my question on what you thought of Renexizious.
>>
"You haven't exactly answered my question. What do you think of Renexizious?"

"I like him a little, but my older sister went to one of his strange parties and I never saw her again... So I honestly don't really know."

"...Parties?"

"Yes, the one half a year ago."

"Oh..."

Actions.

>Well, sorry to say but I think your sister is with the Lord.
>Probably best not to mention what might of happened to her.
>Oh, your sister is probably fine... Probably.
>Renexizious can probably tell you when he gets back, alright?
>Change the subject.
>Write-In
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>>418189
>>Probably best not to mention what might of happened to her.
>>Change the subject.
>What exactly do you think of me then?
>>
>>418189
Ask what Reinhold has been saying to her
>>
"...Oh. Well, what exactly do you think of me?"

"Well, I think you are a good person, and kind to everyone. It is a remarkable trait."

"Oh, thank you, I was just curious."

Your tea arrives and you drink it calmly. It's a little hard to drink with your snout and all, but you are used to it now.

"I've heard that you were human once, before you met Renexizious. How does that work, my lady?"

Actions.

>Oh. Well, he offered me a drink and I took it, woke up a little bit later like this. Though I can shift back.
>Who told you this?
>...Erh, magic. I suppose. I don't really remember.
>What, do you want to be like me one day?
>Change the topic.
>Write-In
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>>418189
>What exactly do you think of me then?
>>
>>418256
>What, do you want to be like me one day?
>>
>>418256
>>Write-In
>It was a gift from my husband.
>>What, do you want to be like me one day?
>>
"It was a gift from my husband... So, do you want to be like me one day or something?"

"Who wouldn't want to be you? Though I don't know why you let your husband boss you around so much."

"Wait, what? Why are you saying that?"

"What, do humans not have the female dominate on the surface?"

"...Not usually, no. Besides, he's a dragon. That would be stupid and suicidal."

"But if he loves you, why would he hurt you? If he hurt you, wouldn't that mean he didn't love you?"

Actions.

>...That's a good point to be honest... Maybe I should be a little more assertive. (Elizabeth will assert herself a little more.)
>Our society and your society is very different, alright?
>I love him, and I don't like seeing him mad, alright?
>...Let's end this conversation, alright?
>Change the topic.
>Write-In
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>>418297
> be more assertive
If he is going to leave her in charge of an empire she is going to damn well be in charge
>>
>>418297
>Write-In
"He loves me for who I am and how I act. You are advising I change how I act. Anyhow it isn't like he doesn't listen to me or believes me his lesser rather he hasn't made any requests I would complain about.

I would point out though that holding that attitude won't help you in life, most people these days either believe men and woman equal or fairly close."
>>
>>418343
Seconded.
>>
"He loves me for who I am, and how I act. You are advising me to change how I act... Anyhow, it isn't like he doesn't listen to me or believes me his lesser. He simply hasn't made any requests I would complain about. I will also point out though that holding that attitude won't help you in life, as most people these days either believe men and women are equal or fairly close."

You take a sip after that semi-rant.

"...But I will overlook your transgression, since you are simply speaking your mind to me and are uncivilized."

"Uncivilized?"

"Indeed. Us British are good at recognizing the uncivilized from the civilized, we've been doing it for years."

Actions.

>You are dismissed, slave.
>So repeat after me, slave... I am uncivilized, and the British rule the waves.
>Ask her about something else.
>Don't worry, your race is being civilized by me and Renexizious, so one day you may understand why men and women are equal.
>Write-In
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>>418364
>>Don't worry, your race is being civilized by me and Renexizious, so one day you may understand why men and women are equal.
>You are dismissed, slave.
>>
"Don't worry slave, your race is being civilized by me and Renexizious, so one day you may understand why men and women are equal. You are dismissed."

She bows and leaves, leaving you all alone in the throne room.

Maybe you should do something besides sit all day in your throne. You have some free time for a while, after all. For exactly two hours, then you have to do petitions...

>You haven't really left the palace for a while... You partially wonder what Stockholm is like, maybe you should visit it.
>...You know, Renexizious has a few book he's rather interested in, maybe you should read a few, maybe they might give you some insight.
>You should speak further to one of your advisors, truly.
>...You've seen Renexizious occassionally visit the treasury to take a "money bath", whatever that is. You are somewhat interested in what exactly that is. And you hope it means resting, as you are exhausted.
>Maybe you should speak to Reinhold. You haven't exactly been too keen on the religious thing for a long, long time.
>Write-In
>>
>>418413
>>...You know, Renexizious has a few book he's rather interested in, maybe you should read a few, maybe they might give you some insight.
Time to learn some magic. Or just more alchemy.
>inb4 Elizabeth succeeds where Ren failed and makes a dragn mutagen
>>
>>418431
Holy shit, I think you guys actually have enough money to do it, so I guess if you guys want to Elizabeth can try to do it.
>>
>>418435
Really? We do? Well, shit. Part of me wants to urge caution with Al the instability, but part of me really, REALLY want to try.

A dragon empress would probably bring the Realm together in Ren's absence.
>>
You go into Renexizious study, and you see a few books he read...

>...Are those magic books? Maybe you should try to learn from them.
>Mein Kampf? Huh, you remember that Ren read reads it an awful lot, and has recommended it to you quite often. Maybe you should read it.
>...What are those plans? It looks like somesort of... Alchemy mutagen for a dragon. (Cost: $10 Million.)
>No, you should probably get out of his study.
>Write-In
>>
>>418452
M U T A G E N
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>>418452
>>...What are those plans? It looks like somesort of... Alchemy mutagen for a dragon. (Cost: $10 Million.)
Is it just me or has the price gone up? Does that also improve the odds of success?
>>
>>418463
No, the price has always remained the same, unless I'm wrong and I accidentally increased it.

Roll me a 1d20+4, (+1 from progress already made.)
>>
Rolled 6 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>418465
I dedicate this roll to Alan Rickman.
>>
Rolled 9 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>418465
Maybe I'm mistaken then, I seemed to remember it being 5 Million before.
>>
Rolled 18 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>418465
Check this sweet crit.
>>
Rolled 8 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>418465
Wow, I haven't seen Elizabeth yet. This is good.
>>
Lurkers, lend us your dice!
>>418469
Close enough.
>>
Holy shit, you guys have actually done it without critical failures.

18+4=22

Minor Success!

You spend two hours straight researching, testing, and experimenting. You find where your husband failed, and easily solve it, as it seems he kept thinking that "butter" was a main ingredient, so you replaced that with some gasoline.

Of course, the mutagen is rather expensive, and creating one will cost another ten million... So, you can administer the dragon mutagen, or wait even longer.

You do however, know some basics about what it might do.

Defect: Prone to Anger. (During battle or if someone pisses them off.)
Bonus: Huge (Seemingly inherited from Renexizious, approximately someone will be half the size of him if they take it.).

Keep in mind if you take it, you'll lose the ability to shapeshift.

Actions.

>Sure! Let's do it!
>...Try it outside.
>No, don't do it, it's not worth it.
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>>418510
Humm, I don't really know much about Elizabeth, but:
>Sure, Let's do it!...outside.
>>
>>418510
>>Sure, Let's do it!...outside.
>Gather the cabinet to witness this
Normally I would say that we should refine it, but the empire needs us to look strong.
>>
>>418510
>>No, don't do it, it's not worth it.
>>
Going to wait ten more minutes anons!
>>
>>418546
While we wait what colour scales did Elizabeth'so half-dragon form have?
>>
>>418555
White, I believe.
>>
>>418568
A match for Ren then, nice.
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>>418546
I don't want to have Elizabeth do it, because IC she likes being human. We can administer it to one of our dragon children instead if we really need to, but I think we can just hope for Ren to come back.
>>
>>418543
This.
>>
>>418538
>>418543
>>418555
I guess we can wait and refine it later. Strength of character can fill in for strength of form.
>>
>>418586
If anyone should have it then it'should her. But if youwant to wait and refine it the sure, let'sector wait.
>>
You wonder if this will truly make you a dragon... You weigh the downsides, on one hand you can't really cook anymore, and from what you can tell, you can't really be human sized anymore... That kind of sucks, to be honest. Not to mention that you'll be huge, about sixteen stories... Where the hell are you going to sleep?
Who's going to scratch your back? You doubt you'd have enough slaves willing to do that, and how the hell would you take a civilized bath? Or how would you have a conversation without everyone nearby overhearing... Or worse yet... How would you drink tea? It's nearly too much to bear.

You decide against it... For now, at least.

You hear Renexizious's bell ring, which notifies of someone outside, so you go out.

"Er, who is this?"

"My lady, the petitioners are here like you requested."

Actions.

>Sure, I suppose I will see them, this nation requires your full effort.
>Sure, I will see them. (Switch PoV to a different character for the rest of this thread.)
>No, no. I'm busy right now.
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>>418611
>Sure, I suppose I will see them, this nation requires your full effort.
>>
>>418611
>>Sure, I suppose I will see them, this nation requires your full effort.
>>
>>418611
>>Sure, I suppose I will see them, this nation requires your full effort.
>>
>>418617
Seconding
>>
"Yes, yes. I am coming."

You hurry down to the throne room again and take a seat.

"Send in the first petitioner."

A balding man, no doubt of common stalk approaches you.

"My lady."

He bows a little slowly, and gets back up.

"I've come with a petition about me' farm... The bank is threatening to foreclose my farm and sell it to some Russian farmers up north, and I can't pay them nearly enough to stop them."

"How powerful are the Russian farmers?"

"They can easily buy out good Swedish land to expand their crop empire, my lord."

Actions.

>...The Crown will personally order the bank to back off on selling land to the Russians in order to stop this monopoly before it begins.
>I will personally compensate you for your farmland, peasant.
>This seems like your fault, peasant. Why should the Crown pay for your farmland?
>I am sorry, but the Crown currently cannot pay for the farmland.
>Write-In
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>>418654
>I will personally compensate you for your farmland, peasant.
But call him a citizen instead.
>>
>>418662
Seconded
>>
"Very well, peas- I mean, citizen. I will personally compensate you for your farmland."

"T-Thank you, my Empress! Long live the Empire!"

"Indeed. You are dismissed from the court. Guards, send in the next one."

The doors open to a man in handcuffs, with two guards personally escorting him, who force him to his knees. You note that he's missing a leg and an eye.

"What did you do to deserve those handcuffs, citizen?"

"My Empress, I have been found guilty of heresy by the Inquisition, for being a Catholic... Please your grace, I come before you seeking mercy, for if I plead guilty I will be nothing more then a landless beggar."

"What entitles you to seek the aid of the Court?"

"I served as a soldier during the Constantinople Crusade, and I lost my leg and my eye... Please, I have nothing left. I can barely afford the tax as it is."

Actions.

>...Very well, in this case the Crown will not confiscate your lands for heresy.
>The law is the law. Unless you convert, I cannot do anything.
>Convert, and I will see you compensated.
>Write-in
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>>418654
Have the crown buy his debt? If it is just Russian farmers and not tyre Russian state then what is the big deal?
>>
>>418695
>...Very well, in this case the Crown will not confiscate your lands for heresy.
Let's treat our soldiers well.
He IS ours right?
>>
>>418695
> convert
Seems like a no brainer, what are you mentally challenged? stop wasting our time
>>
>>418713
Yeah, he is.
>>
Waiting ten more minutes.
>>
Rolled 2 (1d2)

Rolling.

1=Not in this case.
2=Convert, and stop wasting my time.
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"It's a no-brainer, peasant. Convert and keep your lands, don't and lose them."

He looks up at you and begs, tear streaming down from his eye.

"Please your majesty! Have mercy! I lost my limbs for this nation, and now it betrays me, after everything I fought for? I simply choose not to worship a false idol, and I am cast aside? What justice is this?!"

The guard next to you is somewhat uncomfortable, perhaps he too is a Catholic...

Actions.

>Guards, escort him out.
>Silence, before I charge you with inciting.
>...You have tempted me with your words. The crown will not revoke your lands.
>Write-In
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>>418780
I suppose if we're taking this route then we may as well go full on and have him executed for wasting our time and claiming we are unjust.
>>
>>418825
I don't think Elizabeth would do that, so I'm going to call a veto on that unless you can give in character justification.
>>
>>418825
How about we just don't revoke his lands? We're treading a thin line here, comrade.
>>
>>418828
>>418834
Mmmk, I only started reading since last thread, I don't really know who Elizabeth is.
>>
You sigh...

"Fine, I suppose an exception can be made in this case."

"T-Thank you, your majesty! Thank you!"

He bows and he is escorted out.

"Is there anyone else, guardsman?"

"One more your majesty... May God save us all."

The doors open again to reveal a rather awkward looking man, with a neckbeard, is slightly overweight, and has glasses. He goes up and bows, and tips his fedora.

"Your imperial majesty, I am Zhuthor, or as you can call me, Zhuthor Kirk."

He winks at you, seductively, and you feel the pressing urge to throw up.

"I would like inter-species marriage to be allowed, as some of my clan members want to have waifu- I mean, want girlfriends from other races. Especially the Yuan-Ti."

Actions.

>You are creepy as fuck, so get the fuck out and never return.
>...I assume you watch that American show... Star Trek?
>Sure, but not you. No, not in a million years will you be allowed to marry.
>Sure, I suppose. Just don't get any ideas, alright?
>Write-In
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>>418780
Maybe we can make him unable to hold lands but give him a new job? He said he served so maybe something in any logistics.
>>
>>418862
Is not legal? Isn't the imperial marriage some kind of precedent.
>>
>>418881
There's no official approval yet, so it's right smack dab in the middle of the legality tree, basically it's not a crime, but it's not legally supported.
Basically if a church can legally deny service to inter-species marriage.
>>
>>418862
>Sure, I suppose. Just don't get any ideas, alright?
God save us.
>>
"S-Sure, I suppose. Just don't get any ideas."

"Thank you, Empress."

He gives you somesort of weird salute with his hands, it's fucking weird.

"Now..."

He tips his fedora again and looks at you, and readjusts his glasses.

"...Do you want to come to Starcon with me?"

One of the guards is physically cringing, and a second one has fallen over from the cringe, and is praying in front of you.

Actions.

>Guards, escort him out, give me his address and remind me later to send my husband to beat the shit out of this guy.
>...Guards, escort him out.
>Guards, escort him out and give him the boots. Medium style.
>Cringe eternally, this autism is too much for you.
>S-Sure, I guess... But not with you.
>...Sure, I guess.
>Write-In

I'm so sorry anons, I couldn't fucking resist the cringetrain.
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>>418919
>Guards, escort him out and give him the boots. Medium style.
I remember this reference from a show I just forgot which one. I do know it was METAL though.
>>
>>418934
>>418934
Metalpocalypse, 10/10 show.
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>>418919
>Guards, escort him out and give him the boots. Medium style
Walk home, clown.
>>
"Guards, escort him "home", and give him the boots. Medium style."

"Yes, Empress."

He is dragged away and you hear the guards beating him up outside. With that done, your petitions are over, and you have another break... What exactly do you do?

>Maybe a break in the royal gardens might be nice...
>You have some spare time to refine that mutagen... You should do it.
>You should do that mutagen.
>You should talk to someone...
>...You are rather curious about his magic books, maybe you should check them out.
>Write-In
>>
>>418958
Read the magic books. Maybe they can help with the mutagen.
>>
>>418977
^
>>
You take a look at Renexizious books, he has a rather... Interesting collection.

>Enchanting? What does that do?
>Fire Magic?
>Ice Magic?
>Necromancy?
>Eh, maybe you should visit a bookstore for some more of these books.
>>
>>418992
>Necromancy?
>>
Roll me a 1d20+1, this will permanently decide if Elizabeth has magical proficiency.
>>
Rolled 9 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>419004
>>
Rolled 18 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>419004
Time to roll friends!
INB4: gets a one.
>>
18+1=19

Success!

It seems you do possess magical potential... You cast a small bolt of necrotic energy, which the book calls a "Necrotic Bolt", and seems to be very effective against solo targets... You must say, the school of necromancy is rather interesting.

Actions.

>You should continue studying this, it's rather intriguing.
>No, read a different magic book.
>Na, your good. Do something else.
>>
>>419027
>You should continue studying this, it's rather intriguing.
What's enchanting do?
>>
>>419051
Enchanting begins with runecrafting and basically is based around making equipment for your army more effective. Most mages in your dimension can runecraft.

You decide to continue studying... Roll me a 1d20+2, and in addition, you have three spells you can study.

>Summon Skeleton. (3 Weeks)
>Necrotic Healing
>Speak with Dead
>>
Rolled 2 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>419069
Cool.
Necrotic healing sounds good.
>>
Waiting ten more minutes for rolls.
>>
>>419100
Yup. Such is life. At least it wasn't a one.
>>
>>419108

Well, if no one responds in five minutes I'll let you have two more goes at rolling.
>>
Rolled 13 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>419069
>>
Rolled 5 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>419069
>>
13+2=15

Minor Success!

After a few hours of studying, you find out how to heal yourself and other people using necrotic energy... However, the bell rings once more, and you find yourself drawn out of his personal lair.

"What is it now?"

In front of you is... Julius?

"Julius? When did you get here?"

"...Well, to be precise two days ago.

"You arrived two days ago?"

"Yes, did you not know I was here? I was busy experimenting."

Actions.

>No, not at all!
>...No, why?
>Are you feeling alright?
>Julius, I know your a vampire. You shouldn't be outside, alright?
>What exactly were you experimenting on?
>Write-In
>>
>>419159
>What exactly were you experimenting on?
Going to sleep, one of you lurkers should resume.
>>
>>419189
This.
>>
"So... What exactly were you experimenting on?"

"Huh? Oh, as you know vampires tend to have a direct connection with necromancy, and thanks to my acute studies when I was younger, I believe I can easily control an undead army, so therefor I have spent the last two days in ardent research on what exactly I can do now."

"Oh."

"Well, some interesting facts I found out... It's much easier to talk to someone who's dead, and must follow your every command, number two, I find that the undead are hard to kill, and number three, having an undead army is easy as baking a cake."

Actions.

>Are you alright?
>Undead army?
>...So, have you spent any actual time outside?
>...I'd imagine for a vampire you are probably thirsty.
>Please tell me you don't want me to give you the regency.
>Write-In
>>
>>419225
>>Please tell me you don't want me to give you the regency.
>>
"Please tell me you don't want me to give you the regency."

"What? No, that will come later, as I am awfully busy at the current time. Could we schedule that next Tuesday?"

"Is that a joke?"

"It's a joke, do you think I was being serious?" He gives a slight grin.

"Well... Yes?"

"Oh... Well, sorry then." His grin vanishes.

"What do you need?"

"Erh, I was summoned here by Dad, and I wanted to find you."

"Oh, why?"

"I haven't exactly seen you in a year, and we've never... Well, hanged out."

"Oh... Doesn't that apply also to Renexizious?"

He sighs.

"Yeah. He's always busy, but is this a bad time?"

"I'm trying to be a regent."

"Oh. I thought you were joking there. Is Dad gone?"

"He's been gone for months."

"Oh. I assume your regent? I thought you were joking there for a bit."

"I wasn't."

"Oh. Well, I was wondering if we could... Erh..."

"What is it?"

"...Spend time together? I... I've never really hanged out with you, really."

Actions.

>...You do realize I'm not your mother right? That'd be one of Renexizious's old concubines.
>...Why do you want to do this now?
>Sure, I guess. What did you have in mind?
>...Have you never asked someone out on a date before?
>Write-In
>>
>>419269
>>...Why do you want to do this now?
Then
>>Sure, I guess. What did you have in mind?
Let's bond positively with the potentially dangerous nephew
>>
"So why do you want to do this now?"

"Well, I was hoping you didn't find out I was vampire and I could break it to you, but I heard that it was already broken to you by Dad, so... Well, there goes that plan. I was hoping I could just... Well, I kind of want to make sure you aren't terrified of me or anything."

"Being an undead creature of the night?"

"Well, yes I suppose."

"Well, I guess I can hang out, I suppose. What did you have in mind?"

"Well, I was hoping just for a walk outside, I guess."

"Sounds good, Julius."

You walk outside with Julius and he kind of just doesn't say anything for a few minutes.

"...So how's Claw?"

Actions.

>...Well, for some reason he became rather... Lustful towards women, I guess.
>He's good.
>He's with your dad.
>...Well, his concubines are expected to give birth any day now.
>Write-In
>>
>>419294
>"He matured quite a lot. Do you know his concubines are about to give birth? Sadly he is travelling with your father, and i fear he will miss their birth...we will have to name them ourselves, i guess."
>>
"He matured quite a lot. Did you know his concubines are about to give birth, and I fear he will miss their birth. We'll have to name them ourselves, I suppose."

"Oh. I was hoping he was here."

"Why?"

"He's quite entertaining to be around, and also rather... Strange."

"That much is true about him."

"Indeed."

A few more minutes of awkward silence follows as you stroll through the gardens.

"...So, judging from your silence... Are you afraid of me or something?"

Actions.

>Well... A little. You are a vampire after all.
>Yes, I am.
>...Not really, no. If anything you are doing the awkward pausing.
>Why would I?
>Write-In
>>
>>419304
>>...Not really, no. You may be a vampire, that does not changes i am used to your father being a huge dragon. I am used to be with rather exotic and potent types of people. But i feel it is you who not say a word, first... are you afraid of me, Julius?
>>
"Not really, no. You may be a vampire, but remember that I am used to your father being a huge dragon. I am rather used to dealing with exotic and potent people. Like your father. But I feel like you won't say a word first... So, Julius, are you afraid of me?"

He just shrugs his shoulders.

"Not really, I just want to get along with you. You are my mom after all. I just am not used to talking to people, really."

Actions.

>Maybe you'll be afraid when I turn into a true dragon, like your father.
>Sure, and I have your father's ear. And your father will kick your ass any day of the week, got it?
>You do realize I'm not your mother, right?
>Yeah... Why don't you show me some of your necromancy, then?
>Write-In
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>>419345
>"I am very pleased by that, Julius, anf it is not a problem for me to act motherly. But, i have to make you accept a fact... i am not your mother. I begin to be afraid you forgot your true mother."
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>>419363
>>419363
I don't think Julius ever knew his mom, and assumes you are his mom.
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>>419370
How fuck.
Well, does the true mother gives a shit about him? To give no news of existence like that...
I feel it is wrong to hide it from him now that he made a direct reference to it. We could feel betrayed when he will learn it later.
We can be a mother of substitution if he wants, Liz is quite motherly.
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>>419391
Well, first off you did forcibly disband the nobility, and the concubines didn't know it took only a year for their children to grow up, so they probably are just thinking they are babies or something.
So yeah.

tl;dr the aftermath of concubines

Anyways anon, I gotta get some sleep. I"ve been up for an entire day.
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>>419402
Sleep well super QM!
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>>419402
Well, i fear the concubines will try to push their children against the others. We risk a little war for the throne...
Well, fault to Ren for having so much children with different women.
We may make more draconic dynasty bonding, to help prevent war among the brothers and sisters.
Like a big picnic or a cooperative game of DnD...
Ren has never been good at parenting.
In a way, himself is very young and even if he is a genius, he is still quite immature, favorising often fun against duty.
Let's not speak about Claw.
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Going to ask a question while I sleep, but why didn't you guys turn Elizabeth into a dragon? Is it because she would simply be too adorable?
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>>419457
We need a (near) human counterpart to Ren.
I think if she has no choice (like fucking war and everybody has been crushed), she may drink the mutagen. For now, adapting to the changes would hinders her capacity to deal with the current crisis.
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>>419467
You could always give Richard that shit.
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>>419471
Yes, if he does not become an antagonist because of our not-always-good nature. We still does not know how he reacted to the list Ren wrote.
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Erh, I'll say that he probably wouldn't do that shit since you are his brother and he's trying to make you a better person. Not kill you.
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>>419482
Yeah, at least Big Brother will be half the size of the Little Brother instead of a lilliputian.
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>>419457
I don't like characters being forced into a form that's unwieldy as a motherhugger.
That said, there's no fucking way she could rule a country if she couldn't even whisper shit to people or stay in the palace.
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>>419457
Losing shapeshifting would make daily life VERY difficult. Especially for someone who's used to such comforts. There is a reason, besides not wanting to upset the queen, may she rest in peace, why we made sure Elizabeth's mutagen had shapeshifting.

In time we might be able to refine away that flaw, and if not, well, there are times of desperation where such a mutagen might still be useful.

On that note, how long does it take for a mutagen like this to work? Seconds? Minutes? Hours?
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>>419802
About two hours, and those two hours will be quite painful indeed.

Anyhow, continuing this thread in a few minutes.
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"Thank you Julius, I am pleased by that, and it's not a problem for me to act motherly, but... I am sorry to say, that I think you've forgotten about your true mother."

He twists his head, somewhat confused.

"Wait, you are, in fact not my mother?"

"I am not, Julius."

"Oh... Great, now I feel stupid... What am I supposed to call you?"

Actions.

>Best Mom Ever?
>Just call me mom, alright?
>Elizabeth, for you.
>Elizabeth of England, Empress of Sweden... Yeah, full title.
>Write-In
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>>420613
>Just call me mom, alright?
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>>420613
>Write-In
"Whatever you feel is appropriate, be it mother, Elizabeth or just Liz."
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>>420635
+1
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>>420635
this
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"Whatever you feel is appropriate then, be it mother, Elizabeth, or just Liz."

"...Well, that helps very little then, Liz. So who is my mother then?"

"A half-dragon known as Karolina, I believe."

"Oh. Well... Now this night is more awkward, I suppose."

"Implying it wasn't in the first place."

"Hey! I'm... Actually, I'm terrible with people."

Actions.

>You aren't terrible with people... Your just special when it comes to them.
>Why do you think that?
>Sorry to say, but I agree.
>Not as bad as Claw, though.
>Write-in
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>>420664
>Not as bad as Claw, though.
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>>420673
This.
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"Yeah, but you aren't as bad as Claw though."

He gives a slight chuckle.

"I suppose. Anyhow, I've heard that you have slaves now."

"I do indeed."

"Why? I've found that strange, you being my adopted mother, in a sense. I couldn't really... Well, ever see you having slaves."

"...Well, it's rather nice having people obey your every whim, I'll be honest. Though I am afraid I treat them like a mother at times."

"That's always been your thing, mom. Treating everyone nicely."

"I suppose."

You and Julius stroll past a light, and he stops.

"What is it?"

"Nothing, really. I'm afraid it's nearing morning and I have to go now."

"Oh. Well, just don't drink anyone's blood or anything, alright?"

"If I do, I'll make sure it's just Dad's most hated subjects, an elf."

"I'm not sure if I approve or not."

"Well, bye I suppose."

He motions for a hug, and you follow through.

"Just don't get in any trouble, alright mom?"

"...I'm not your mom, but alright."

He leaves, and you find yourself alone in the gardens.

Actions.

>...You should get some sleep, you'll need it for the morning.
>You are rather interested in Renexizious's research, maybe you should do some rather unorthodox mutations.
>...Well, maybe you should find that slave from earlier... What was her name... Nedylene or something.
>Hm, now that you think about it you should do a tour of the slave quarters to see what it's like in there.
>No, no, just continue reading some of Ren's magic books. They are rather interesting.
>Write-In
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>>420730
>You are rather interested in Renexizious's research, maybe you should do some rather unorthodox mutations.
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>>420730
>>You are rather interested in Renexizious's research, maybe you should do some rather unorthodox mutations.
Anons didn't go full autist while I was on my flight? Good job.
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You decide to continue... Well, his mutagen research.

Ideas.

>...Well, maybe you can create a half-dragon mutagen, with wings?
>A half-dragon mutagen, but the wings are meant for long-term flying, rather then just gliding. (Cost, 1 Million)
>You know, what if you combined the dragonblood mutagens, and the half-dragon mutagens...
>You've always wondered what Renexizious would be like as a human... Create a human mutagen.
>What if you combined a half-dragon mutagen and the dragon mutagen?
>Just refine the Dragon Mutagen, hopefully it doesn't explode or anything.
>You have your own idea... (Write-In)
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>>420770
>Just refine the Dragon Mutagen, hopefully it doesn't explode or anything.
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>>420770
>>Just refine the Dragon Mutagen, hopefully it doesn't explode or anything.
Let's hope that we'll be able to shapeshift
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>>420770
Anything that can let people transform, I'm cool with.
If it'll lead to widespread famine and housing issues, fuck it.
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Refining the dragon mutagen wins.

Roll me a 1d20+4 and hope that your more skilled then Renexizious.
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Rolled 13 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>420795
Ren used not enough butter
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Rolled 9 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>420795
>>
Rolled 15 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>420795
ayy lmao
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15+4=19

Borderline Success!

You successfully refine the rather thick dragon mutagen.

Defects: Prone to Anger, Weak Breath Attack (Breath Attack does minuscule effects.)

Bonuses: Huge, Very Limited Shapeshift (Can turn into Half-Dragon form, but progressively becomes more uncomfortable the longer they are in it.)
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>>420854
Damn, not quite what I was hoping for.
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>>420854
Now of course, what to do with this...

>Leave it as it is, and go to bed.
>Use it, of course! This is cool!
>Maybe you should give it to someone.
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>>420854
>>Leave it as it is, and go to bed.
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>>420859
>>Leave it as it is, and go to bed.
We can work on refining it further later
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>>420859
>Leave it as it is, and go to bed.
Theoreticaly what would happen if we were to give claw a mutagen of any type?
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>>420864
This.
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You leave it as it is, and head to bed.

You wake up with one of Ren's slaves panicking in front of you. He sees you wake up and quickly recollects himself. He tugs your should as you wake up.
"M'lady! Come quick, there is a emergency requiring your attention!"

Actions.

>What the hell are you doing in my bedroom?
>Alright, alright.
>No, no, I need more sleep.
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>>420897
>Alright, alright.
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>>420897
>Alright, alright.
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>>420875
Erh, honestly you aren't sure, and since these are specifically tailored to humans, you are fairly sure nothing would happen.
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>>420901
This.
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"Alright alright, what is it?"

You get out of bed and let your slaves dress you.

"M'lady, the French Partisans bombed Versailles, and have taken control of an armory! As we speak, Paris is in full-fledged rebellion!"

Actions

>Get my generals in here, I need to speak to them about this!
>...Great, great. Send a letter to the English Marine Corp in Normandy and order them to march to Paris. Hopefully the rebels will learn to knee before then.
>Can you get the rebel leader on the phone?
>Write-In
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>>420921
>>Get my generals in here, I need to speak to them about this!
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>>420921
>Can you get the rebel leader on the phone?
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>>420921
How big is Liz in full-dragon?
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>>420934
She's not a dragon, she's merely a half-dragon that can shapeshift to human form.
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>>420940
Ahh.
Get the phone, then.
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"Damn it!"

You get up and find a phone, Kristijan Stanimirovic, your defense minister gives you the number of the armory, and you begin calling it. Someone picks up.

"Whoever the hell just picked up the phone, give it to your leader, and I demand to speak with them, damn it!"

Whoever is on the other side says something in french, and a few seconds later someone speaks on the phone.

"This is the rebel leader, Jean Vandame, and I presume you are Empress Elizabeth, you British dog." Jean says in mediocre Swedish.

Actions.

>Whoever the hell you are, you've made a huge mistake...
>What the hell do you people want?
>Why are you doing this?
>What the hell did you just say to me?
>What are your demands to stop your little revolt?
>Write-In
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>>420969
>>Whoever the hell you are, you've made a huge mistake...
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>>420969
>Whoever the hell you are, you've made a huge mistake...
Prepare Rens dungeon for new arrivals
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>>420921
>>Can you get the rebel leader on the phone?
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>>420969
>>Whoever the hell you are, you've made a huge mistake...
The Emperor is not going to be happy when he gets back.
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>>420972
This.
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"Shut the the hell up! You've made a huge mistake you French cur, I will personally send my husband to beat your little terrible-smelling french militia back to the stone age! In fact, I might as well do you a favor and order you to be bombed as we speak!"

"Ha! I'd like to see you try, you British slut! The Frenchmen of Paris will never surrender! Our king may be a craven and a Swedish Puppet, but our people will fight you to the last! It will be a sacrifice willingly paid, by the blood of honest Frenchmen! We will drive your British forces back to your shore, and men, women, and children will help us! You cannot stop us!"

Actions.

>Hang up.
>Tell a general to send a bomber their way, hopefully they get the message.
>Shut up and tell me what you want.
>Write-in
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>>420999
>>Shut up and tell me what you want.
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>>420999
>Tell a general to send a bomber their way, hopefully they get the message.
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>>420999
>>Shut up and tell me what you want.
And if he doesn't cooperate, tell him how we have over 300 confirmed kills etc.
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>>420999
>Tell a general to send a bomber their way, hopefully they get the message.
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"Shut up and tell me what you want, frenchman!"

"We want independence! We want liberty!"

Oh, great.

Actions.

>Why don't you go jump off a bridge or something?
>...I am willing to discuss this.
>Fine, I suppose.
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>>421021
>>...I am willing to discuss this.
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>>421021
>Why don't you go jump off a bridge or something?
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>>421021

>Why don't you go jump off a bridge or something?
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>>421021
>Why don't you go jump off a bridge or something?
Threaten to cut off their supply of stinky cheese and baguettes.
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"Go jump off a bridge, Frenchman!"

"Ha! Our allies all over the continent will rise up! You cannot stop us, heretic!"

"Heretic? I'm Anglican, the righteous faith. Now here's what I recommend, go attack Germany and get yourself killed, please."

"You won't be laughing in the face of our revolution!"

You hang up.

Actions.

>...Send a call to the Royal Marines in Normandy to order them to move into Paris.
>Mobilize the Army.
>Mobilize the Army... And lead it.
>That dragon mutagen is looking quite tempting.
>Order a bombing campaign on Paris, that will show them...
>Order the British Royal Navy to blockade France.
>Write-in
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>>421076
>>Order the British Royal Navy to blockade France.
while we
>...Send a call to the Royal Marines in Normandy to order them to move into Paris.
and we'll go there ourselves as well
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>>421068
Cut off the fucking baguette they call a dick.

>>421076
>Mobilize the Army... And lead it.
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>>421084
Seconded. But let's also make sure we got the Dragon Mutagen with us, just in case.
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You call up the Field Marshal in Normandy.

"Field Marshal Alan?"

"Who is this?"

"This is Queen Elizabeth, as my commanding duty, I am hereby entrusting you to move in on Paris to secure it from the vile rebels that threaten the Empire."

"As you command, my Queen."

"Additional, I will be there soon enough, so prepare for my arrival."

You hang up, and dial up the Admiral of the British Navy.

"I hereby order a blockade around France. Do you understand?"

"Who is this?"

"Your Queen, Elizabeth. I recommend you do what I say."

"A-As you command, your majesty."

You hang up once more, and order your slaves to prepare a ship to travel to Normandy. You also take along the Dragon Mutagen, just in case.

However, Charlemagne and Svana interrupts you.

"Mom? I heard about the revolt. I was wondering if I could come with you."

"Why?"

"Well, you don't have any experience really leading the armed forces. Maybe I could come along to lead, along with Svana?"

Actions

>You can't even speak English, Charlemagne. So no.
>...No, but you can come along to help me fight.
>You can advise me, but that's it.
>Sure, I suppose.
>Write-In
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>>421090
Baguette? Ha! More like a scone.
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>>421154
>Sure, I suppose.
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>>421154
>You can advise me, but that's it.
>Sure, I suppose.
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>>421154

>>You can advise me, but that's it.
>>Sure, I suppose.

> increase the security of Stockholm, it may be a distractoon for an attack on the Capital of the Empire. Ask to the other children to secure it during your absence.

> ask for report for potential foreign intelligence action, for example the USA.
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"...Sure, I suppose. But you can only advise me, keep in mind."

He nods, and makes way for the small personal ship you'll take to Normandy.

Then, you motion for one of the servants. The paid ones.

"You, deliver a message to the Defense Minister to secure the Capital and to report possible foreign intelligence action."

"Yes, m'lady."

The servant runs back to the palace, and you board your ship. After nearly a single day of sailing you reach the beach of Normandy, and disembark by the British encampment... What form will you be in?

Actions.

>It's probably best to make it known you are a half-dragon.
>Human form in order to avoid confusion
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>>421204
>It's probably best to make it known you are a half-dragon.

The risk of us dying is too high.
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>>421204
>Human form in order to avoid confusion
This is our people we're meeting, let's save our warface for the enemy.
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Waiting five more minutes anons.
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>>421204
>>Human form in order to avoid confusion
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