Welcome back to Tai Lung's journey on the path of redemption, not only for himself but for those around him as well. In our last thread, the crew managed to finish the sleeping powder that would be used against the raiders while Tai Lung did some deep introspection on his fears. Spending three days deep in his mind, the Kung Fu master managed to get to the core of his fears and reforge his resolve once more. After checking up on the two star crossed lovers, An Bo and Guang, Tai Lung and his friends make their way towards Xiqi. The ruins of a village a mysterious stranger who claims to be the third son of the emperor has been asking other villages to send supplies and guards to. Suspecting foul play, the group are surprised to find not only an actual construction crew but the famed Dragon Warrior as well. While the townsfolk were less than inviting, the crew of four decide to camp out in the outer ruins to begin their investigation. The group's search pays off when Tai Lung finds the body of a dead raider along with a small safe full of treasures! Among the various gems and coins is a map and on the body of the woman is a journal of sorts both written in a strange language. While Renshu and Chan Ming attempt to decipher the text, Xin Lan make their way to the construction area for some covert exploration. Meanwhile, Tai Lung decides to meditate and reach out to his spirtual friends for the first time in weeks if not months.Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Tai%20Lung%20quest
>>4613892Whooo spirit friends!We do need to find a shrine of the wind sometime soon
Wind, earth, and water. You sense at least one of each kind of sprite nearby. Both the wind and water sprites seem to be playing around if the floating and splashing were any indication. However, the earth sprite seemed to be busy doing something else. From the faint emotions you can feel the small creature was more busy with some kind of task or duty than deriving any enjoyment from rooting around the ruines. Still wary of what might happen if you reach out too far, you tentatively reach out for the most familiar presence, that of the wind sprite. The wind sprite seems both curious and overjoyed to be contacted. It playfully floats down near you, falling through the air like a leaf in the wind before simply coming to a stop."Old friend!" The sprites shouts cheerfully. "Too long! It's been too long!"You stare at the sprite a bit confused. Had word of your inabilty to speak with the spirits somehow manged to spread to the spirit realm? "Yes...it has been too long, small one." You reply deciding not to think about it too hard. "How have you been?""This one has been enjoying the winds of their father." The sprite says floating around happily. "Fresh winds of the spring times flow freely. Soon the smells of the forests and oceans will flow once more.""The smells?" You ask. "Yes, I suppose spring does allow the smell of flowers and fresh fruits to come forth. But winter is not without it's own."The sprite bounces jubilantly. It seems you said something it liked. "Wintery smells. Of Pines, and frost, and warm wood smoke." It sings. "Old friend has good taste but spring time is much better with festivals and fireworks and children playing games.""You are right. The springtime is more lively. Nature flourishes once more and the people begin to venture out once more from their homes to join in the new year. New years is right around the corner as well. There will be many celebrations and festivals going on. Many offerings will be given at shrines as well.""This one and it's friends will have so much fun! We shall help by ringing the chimes and making the colorful sparks fly everywhere!" The sprite continues. "So many foods and sweets as well! Lots of incense and offerings!"You watch the sprite dance around in glee, remembering how much you missed the presence of the small if not curious creatures.>What do you say?>Ask the do sprites about offerings. What do they prefer?>Ask the sprite if you two have met before. You don't think you've ever met this one then again all sprites seem the same.>Ask something else. (What do you want to ask it?)>Write in.
>>4613933>ask what sort of incence it prefers>Ask if we have met beforeI think that the spirtes may have a collective understanding. What one knows, they all know
>>4613945Very slow day today. That's fair. I just put up the new thread. Really should cut the thread earlier than letting it auto archive. I'll take the vote and write.
>>4614086Aye, putting a link to the new thread in a tail of the old moves things along.They see the update then, no questions
>>4613933>Ask it what it was doing before, it seemed to have been focused on something.
>>4613933>Ask the do sprites about offerings. What do they prefer?>Ask the sprite if you two have met before. You don't think you've ever met this one then again all sprites seem the same.I may be late, but I'm here now.
>>4614092>>4614110Saw these and I'm counting them as well don't worry.
“What kinds of incense do wind sprites like?” You ask. “One asked for some to be placed in a shrine.”The wind sprite spins in the air. “This one enjoys the scents of oranges and dragon fruit. Others enjoy more sweet smells. Some like the smells of spices. All sprites enjoy scents of the winds.” You tilt your head a bit. Perhaps sprites had more individuality that you expected though they all seem somewhat similar in most regards. As the sprites swoops around and looks over the shoulders of Ming and Renshu, you can sense them shift a bit. Ming flicks her ear as if trying to keep away a fly but you can feel Renshu more clearly and can sense him rotate his ears along with the movement of the sprite before returning back to their regular position. Sensing your friends, you feel inclined to ask. “Have we met before?” The sprite bobs back to answer.“All sprites know of father’s friends! But this one met old friend at the beginning. Back in the old master’s hut! Just when old friend was starting their journey!” The sprite claims rather proudly. You sit there, slightly stunned. This little sprite, now bobbing around happily, was one you remember cowering inside Oogway’s old hut. You smile and say, “It’s good to see you again little one. What brings you around here? You seemed to be rather focused on something.” “This one has been following you since your adventures in Eureka!” The small sprite continues proudly. “So many stories to tell! So many adventures! Honored Maiden always enjoys this one’s stories. So this one hops in and out to watch. Often times, this one needs to search long and hard. You are very fast and don’t sit still just like the wind!”>What do you say?>Tell the sprite that it doesn’t need to follow you. Once you have the chance you’ll gladly head into Eureka to tell your tales.>Ask how many times have the two of you spoken. Perhaps this small sprite has been doing favors for you for who knows how long.>Ask if it is ok for them to be doing that. There might be tasks it needs to do as well.>Write in.
>>4614149>Ask how many times have the two of you spoken. Perhaps this small sprite has been doing favors for you for who knows how long.
>>4614149>How many times have we spoken then>Ask if it has a name, or if it would like one.>Have they been enjoying our stories? which was it's favorite?We should, if we are actually able, try to distinguish between the various spirits we meet. It's just a bit hard at the start but I'm sure we can learn to do it.
>>4614157It certainly is possible. There is one or two people in universe that can actually tell individual sprites and spirits apart.
>>4614160I'm assuming spirits and dragons aren't counted in that tally.My bet is on Bao aaaaaaaaand some wise priest sitting on a mountain under a peach tree somewhere
>>4614166Peach trees are key for all Kung Fu.
>>4614156>>4614157Asking how long we've had out little fan and if it wants a name as welp as its favorite adventure. Writing.
>>4614183One master tried orange trees, he just never could get some of the more advanced moves right.
>>4614187And what about pears? They got to give something good other than the fruit.
>>4614190Pears are the beginner fruit or would that be apples?
>>4614191Apples will either teach you about sin or gravity, no other options.
>>4614190The pears always left your styles slightly lopsided and unbalanced.>>4614191Apples are the beginner fruits, they are like peaches but sturdy enough to survive a few knocks without bruising.
>>4614195And thus the lore of Kung Fu panda's fruits expands.
>>4614197How would you teach the philosophy of kung fu without fruit trees?That's why Tai Lung turned out badly you know, he was stuck in a training room and never sat under a fruit tree
>>4614202Its funny you say that because TL has mention here and there that he solely focused on the martial area of Kung Fu and eschewed the more philosophical parts and thats probably one of the reasons he ended up the way he did.
>>4614215I remember, I won't claim to remember everything about the quest but I like to think I remember the important character stuff.His foray into mediation was new for him and quite strange for him, given the purely forceful world he is used to
“How often have we spoken?” You ask. “It seems as though you’ve been following me for some time and I’ve spoken to a few sprites during my time after leaving Eureka.” The sprite seems to think for a moment which doesn’t surprise you considering how different mortals and spirits view things such as time. Eventually, the sprite speaks up.“3 times.” They say, almost proud of the fact. “This has been quite helpful! This one has spied on the long eared one over there for you. Though he is not as sad as before.” You can feel Renshu’s ear quickly turn towards you after that comment though almost immediately you can remember that the sprite’s helpfulness involved telling Renshu about you back when you wanted discreet information on him. “Then this one also went looking with the others for friends when you and the scary one were swimming in the ocean with the water children.”“I see…” You say slightly confused. “Well, I welcome and am thankful for your help small one. If we speak so often, then what is your name? Or would you like me to give you one?” Now it was the sprite’s turn to be confused. Their floating seems to slow as they ponder what you have said.“It...is what things are called.” You say struggling to explain the meaning. “Like how oranges are oranges.” “Ah so then this one’s name is Wind Sprite! And the long eared one is a Renshu.” The sprite claims.“N-not exactly.” You say. “You’re a wind sprite, yes but can also have a name. Renshu is a rabbit. He’s a rabbit named Renshu.”“And this one is Wind Sprite. A Child of the Wind. And you are a Tai Lung. Friend of the Wind.” The sprite continues.“Yes...of course.” You conclude, deciding that perhaps the small sprite was a bit too much like his element to understand the concepts. “In any case, which story was your favorite?”“This one loved the tale of the two friends and the angry woman who shouted a lot.” The sprite says. “You were very fun to watch as you made the woman louder and louder and jump higher with just words. The Guang’s tavern held so many flavors, not all of them nice but this one enjoyed the time trying them all. Then there is the story in the city. As you ran around to save everyone from the big scary Tigress.”“Actually...that was two different people but yes I did save the city from a large tiger.” You say somewhat amused. “He was indeed a fierce opponent. If only he was not mad with power.”“Yes! He was very angry. But this one wishes to hear rabbit Renshu play more music please.” The sprite asks.>What do you say?>Ask Renshu to play some music. The sprite seems to be having fun. No reason to ruin it now.>Say that you’ll ask him some other time. Right now he is busy with something important.>Ask the sprite something else.>Try and speak to a different sprite nearby. Maybe the wind sprite can introduce you?>Write in.
>>4614389>We will ask him some other time when he isn't busy>Try and speak to the earth spiritWell little friend, I'm going to try and practice my speech with some other spirits. Maybe make some more friends, hmm?
>>4614389>Say that you’ll ask him some other time. Right now he is busy with something important.>Try and speak to a different sprite nearby. Maybe the wind sprite can introduce you?The earth sprite is on a mission, so atleast we can relate.
>>4614401>>4614436Talk to the earth sprite. Writing
“We shall see if he is available later.” You say. “How about we go speak to some other friends? We can go see what that earth sprite is up to.” The wind sprite spins and floats over to the earth sprite.“Hello earth friend. Old friend wishes to speak to you!” The wind sprite announces. The small earth sprite emits a jolt of fear and if you could understand it, would have probably squeaked before it dove under the ground and dug around. A few moments later the small creature pokes its nose out the dirt inquisitively. Unsure of who to proceed, you ask it, “What brings you to this town? You seem awfully focused on your task.” The small creature buries itself a tiny bit more to hide from your presence and emits more feelings at you. It's rather difficult to understand it as all you can sense is a flurry of emotions and most of it is jumbled. The wind sprite seems to be perfectly capable of understanding it as it floats around it and tries to translate for you. “This one says they are healing the earth.” The wind sprite explains.“Healing?” You ask. “How are you doing that?”The earth sprite lets out another nervous series of emotions and you manage to catch a few. Things such as duty and responsibility but mostly fear. You found it a bit amusing and you pity the small thing. You figured that spirits of earth would be like the ground itself, sturdy and durable not fearful and shy. “This one says that it must mold the earth to start it healing. It is burned and charred so new earth must take its place. New earth can be found underneath and must be brought up to the surface. Also this one claims that the earth is much safer than the open ground and so it would like to stay down there.”“That is quite the task. Where are all the other earth sprites? What about earth spirits?” You ask. “This town is rather large for a single sprite.” The earth sprite continues its nervous talks but feels quite proud of something at least.“This one says that it is an honor to be trusted with such a duty. Though it may take years, it will work on until its task is done. Other sprites have been sent to other towns to help heal the land and the spirits are hard at work deep underground to make sure injured earth is healed.” The wind sprite flips. “This one thinks that that one is rather dull. Shall we go play?”>What do you say?>Ask the earth sprite something else. (What do you ask?)>Go play with the wind sprite.>Stop meditating and see what the others are up to.>Write in
>>4615317Dutiful little shit isnt he.>Play with the Sprite for a bit before waking upCant spend all day meditating.
>>4615317>Go play with the wind sprite.Go play near the lake, the water sprites seemed to be happy boys.
>>4615322>>4615395Playing with wind sprite. Writing.>>4615322He is an earth sprite. Earth spirits tend to be rigid and duty bound taking to tradition above all else much like the earth. Wind elementals are airy and carefree. They tend to go around anywhere they please unburdened by matters. Water elementals are rather lax and go with the flow mostly because it requires the least amount of effort. Fire elementals are mischievous and energetic often going overboard if not minded. The thing with elementals is that as sprites they are rather childlike but as they become full fledged spirits they slowly become more and more like the dragons in terms of demeanor. More serious and much more prideful as well as dangerous if angered.
“Sure. Let’s leave our earth friend to do their duty.” You say. You’re unsure how exactly sprites play. Perhaps they simply floated around and watched the world go by. While you were never really one to “play”, even as a child you quickly left playing to train, it would still be interesting to see what the sprites considered playing. “Maybe you’d like to invite the water sprites?” You suggest. The wind sprite happily blows some wind around and you take that as a yes when the sprite flies off to the lake. You quickly follow and it suddenly dawns on you how...odd the situation felt or more specifically how the meditation worked. You walked towards the lake but not really. Your physical body was still sitting and you weren’t imagining yourself walking to the lake but you still felt as if you were moving and yet simply teleporting to the lake. It was akin to dreaming or simply moving around a mental recreation of the village. The deliberate act on “feeling out” or sensing the elementals had faded out long ago. Now it was simply instinctive that you moved or reached out or whatever it was.You find yourself at the edge of the lake peering out. You could feel the half dozen water sprites but couldn’t see them. You look deep into the lake and see a pair of eyes. They slowly float up and fade into view like bubbles rising to the surface then a mouth slowly fades in as well before opening up into a big smile. “Hello.” A small voice says, sounding like the gentle trickle of a stream. “HelloHelloHelloHelloHelloHello”, several more voices call out. More and more eyes appear in a similar fashion followed by their respective mouths. The water sprites hop out of the lake and approach you. The small droplet shaped creatures surround you and look at you with curiosity while you find yourself a bit surprised that you had forgotten that you understood the basics of their language.“Hello?” You ask and sit down tentatively. The water sprites hop in front of you and simply bounce in place, jiggling slightly and still smiling wide.>What do you do?>Play a simple game with the sprites. Something like eye spy or guess the word.>Tell the sprites some stories. It’s not playing but it’s entertainment.>Ask the sprites questions. (What do you ask?)>Write in
>>4615504>Play simple games like tig and hide and seek or eye spy
>>4615504>Play the best game of all: Tag.
>>4615504>Play a simple game with the sprites. Something like eye spy or guess the word.Maybe the wind sprite would like to play tag? Not sure about the water ones.
>>4615514>>4615538>>4615541Tai lung, super scary serious guy, plays tag with sprites. Writing.
>>4615572How can you resist their little faces?
>>4615586I can't. Dragon quest slimes are my favourite monster and my go to look for any slime creature. Theyre just so happy and encouraging. Despite the fact you have to kill hundreds of them during the game.
You look at all the sprites around you. They were all pretty happy little things and seemed eager to play. Problem was you didn’t know what to play with them. You hadn’t played in a long long time. “Uhh...do you want to play tag?” You ask. You remember watching the other kids play tag when you were younger. You used to try and play with them but even as a child you were far too fast for the other kids and they quickly learned not to play with you. The water sprites look at you, their small mouths becoming Os of curiosity. One of the sprites gently hops forward and gives you a damp boop on your knee. It hops back to its original spot and slowly smiles again.“Win.” It says and soon the other sprites hop in place shouting, “Win!Win!Win!Win!Win!” The wind sprite laughs and floats around your head.“You are too slow old friend!” They say. “If you want to win at tag you have to be faster than that.” You chuckle and shake your head. “Perhaps I assumed too much to expect a warning.” You say standing up and gently poking the water sprite in return. Your finger sinks into it like water though the sprite doesn’t seem to mind or care. “Tag.” You say before leaping backwards onto the broken roof of a house. The wind sprite laughs gleefully and zips off after you while the water sprites hop towards you soon after. Despite their relaxed nature, the water sprites were quite fast. They bounded forward, on pieces of rubble, and even stacked ontop of each other to reach higher areas. They weren’t fast enough for you to be worried, quite frankly you were surprised your speed was the same or perhaps you were simply imagining it? The whole concept of playing tag when you were simply reaching out with your feelings was a bit too mind bending to think about and keep out of reach of all the elementals. You jump down into a destroyed building and leap out of a window, narrowly missing the tower of water sprites tilting towards you. The small elementals fall to the ground, scattering like marbles before they pick themselves up and start hopping towards you. The air elemental was a bit tricker to avoid. With their power of flight they could easily zip through the remains of a window or over the entire building. Even worse was the fact that they could turn in midair with no problem giving them the advantage of being able to catch you as you fell. It’s not until you rolled out of the way of another water sprite when you realized...this wasn’t how you played tag. The single water sprite was it and yet everyone was coming after you.
>>4615684I'm sending some discrimination here.But if we are all having fun.
>What do you do?>Continue the game. The sprites don’t really seem to care all that much about the rules and it seems like the water sprites are simply going along with what another one of their brethren are doing. Plus, you couldn’t help but derive some enjoyment out of all of this.>Stop and explain the rules. Perhaps if they played the way you knew, it might make the whole exercise more interesting.>Hide. You’re already playing a game. Why not add another ontop of it?>Write in.
>>4615704>continue the game, give them some encouragement as to practice our communication skills. Plus lets see how far we can go
>>4615704>Hide. You’re already playing a game. Why not add another ontop of it?
>>4615684>Continue the game. The sprites don’t really seem to care all that much about the rules and it seems like the water sprites are simply going along with what another one of their brethren are doing. Plus, you couldn’t help but derive some enjoyment out of all of this.Tag 2 extreme edition, featuring Tai Lung from the Kung Fu Panda series.
>>4615710>>4615716>Tag 2 extreme edition, featuring Tai Lung from the Kung Fu Panda series.Couldn't have said it better myself. Writing.
You duck, avoiding another water sprite and hurrying into another building. Maybe this wasn’t how you played tag but it was at least good training to avoid things. More often than not, masters often used mental visualizations as training due to not having opponents of their skill level. The effectiveness of this kind of training was dubious due in part to the fact that unskilled or egotistical practitioners would subconsciously set themselves up in winning situations despite their attempts to maintain realism. This, however, was far better than any of that. Your opponents were unusual and more importantly, they thought on their own. None of this could be skewed in your favor due to wanting to win. If you wanted victory you would have to claim it like any other, through hard work and cunning. That being said, the sprites weren’t the greatest opponents you ever faced but their unique style of play and their abilities were more than enough to keep things interesting.The water sprites seemed to be having their own fun. As you ducked and hopped over their attempts to bump into you, they decided it would be more fun to fling themselves at you. The small sprites would leap on top of each other to form a small tower then lean back and right themselves immediately. The motion would flick the top most sprite at you like a slingshot with a surprising amount of force. You were partly worried for the safety of the small sprites but they seemed unbothered when they landed on the ground and tumbled around. While it made the exercise more intense, it had the unfortunate side effect of exciting the wind sprite. Thinking that flinging objects was part of the game, the wind sprite would sweep up small gusts of wind to throw at you, often picking up small bits of wood or plants with them. While you were certain that this was not part of tag, you make a mental note to try this Xin Lan or Renshu and perhaps Ming once she was experienced enough. It felt like good practice though you add to that thought of not allowing either of the rabbits to get their hands on sharp objects to throw.You once again leap onto a building and jump from beam to beam as you avoid the multitude of sprites and objects being thrown at you. Mid-jump the sprites coordinated an assault and sent a water sprite as well as a small branch in your direction and forcing you to twist in mid air to avoid them. You fall on all fours as your jump is cut off but can only roll out of the way as three of the water sprites rain down on you from the ruined roof. With all the commotion going on around it, the lone earth sprite pokes its head out of the dirt to take a peek. Once it was forced to dig underground to avoid a small dust devil and a hail of another set of water sprites, the small earth sprite decided that it’s duty too precedent and more importantly, was far more safer than the scary dragon man and his sprite friends.
By the time you have a chance to pause and survey your surroundings, you’re on the far end of the town opposite to both the construction effort and your own camp. You don’t have much time to be impressed over how far you made it when you realize why you’ve been given enough time to pause. In the distance, the wind sprite had managed to contact more of it’s brethren and the water sprites had rallied another handful of their siblings. By now the area was somewhat windier than before and the ground was becoming damp and slightly muddy. A small army of child like elementals were charging your location. And all of them were shouting over how they would win the game.>What do you do?>Be like the element of earth. Not so much become an unstoppable wall but rather find a place to hide and weather out the storm.>Charge them. Push yourself to the limit and avoid as many of them as possible.>Let them catch you. Having so many elementals here was starting to effect the weather and while you find yourself enjoying the presence of the wind and water energies the sprites emitted. The mortals around you might not like weather.>Run towards the only other person you know could help. Run at Renshu.>Write in.
>>4615802>Charge them, and try to get away from town.NO COWARDICE, NO RETREAT, NO SURRENDER!I also find it hilarious that even sitting, doing actually nothing, Tai Lung is causing problems for the people who hate him.
>>4615802>Be like the element of earth. Not so much become an unstoppable wall but rather find a place to hide and weather out the storm.oh god oh fuck a hurricane is forming TAI LUNG WHY
>>4615828COWARD!Seriously though, We'll never improve if we hide. And the game won't stop if we don't get hit. Charging them is the best move really
>>4615833We will improve our earth-like ways, thoughI want to improve relationship with earth sprites but it's hard when they're skiddish
>>4615837Also I just realized that my ID is extremely close to saying yang
>>4615802>Run away as far as we can, that way we can keep playing and training without messing up the weather for the village.
>>4615888+1The wind sprites are real, guys. Not just in our head.
>>4615838It is if you think of it in terms of eastern European sounds.
>>4615888>>4616368Running a way. We might have excited the kids a bit too much. Practice for when we marry best girl? Writing
>>4616453>Tai lung>Getting marriedBahahahaha, he'd die of embarrassment before the first date!
The sprites were clearly having an effect on the weather and having more of them was only adding to the effect. In order to spare the villagers a sudden rain storm or worse, you run off and try to direct the sprites away from the town. It's practically raining water sprites as the sling shot technique had somehow been passed along during the pause and you can see several small towers of sprites that fling themselves at you. You duck, roll, leap and pivot to avoid the falling elementals. The wind sprites didn't slack off in attempting to catch you either. As you do your best to avoid the falling water sprites, they children of the wind seemed to enjoy dive bombing you when you were in the middle of a manuver often forcing you to throw yourself to the ground or roll in the dirt to make some more space. The situation finally hits a crescendo when you reach the edge of the woods and stop. You couldn't go further but not because you were tired or there was some kind of barrier. The concept of being able to take another step forward was just impossible to fathom. Even trying to reach out your arm seemed like something so forgien and impossible to understand.Its around the same time when you realize that you were also at the very edge of your ability to sense spirits when you feel something heavy and wet smash into the side of your head. The water sprite's form envelopes your head and you're suddenly under water. The impact itself send you sprawling to the ground and everything is seen as if you had your eye open while diving save for a pair of eyes and a mouth looking around confused. You hold your breath and eventually the water sprite rolls off your head to look for you as you sit up. It flips on it's top and it's face rolls backwards to see you before turning in place to right itself. "Win." It gurgles happily and then it simply hops on your lap with a wet splashing sound. Several more water sprites fall from the sky and land around you shouting happily. The winds sprites soon decend from their flying to dance around you. "Old friend has been caught!" One shouts. "Again! Again! Old friend must run again! This one likes the game of tag!" Another sings as it lands on your shoulder. The other water sprites roll towards you, now rather lazy and content. They don't say anything but you can feel that they're rather content with the new idea of sitting down and simply undulating in place, the idea of playing tag long gone.You look around and see that a slight drizzle had descended upon the small town. It seems like the combination of the rising winds and the dampness in the air had caused a small shower.>What do you do?>Play tag with the sprites again. >Return to your friends.>Suggest you do something else with the sprites.>Write in.
>>4616513The true weakness of the greatest martial artists in all of China. Holding hands.
>>4616514>Return to your friends.>"I apologize, but it's time I returned. I have a bad habit of meditating for, as mortals would see it, a terribly long time."
>>4616514>Return to your friends.Try to see how far away we are form we are meditating when we go back, know how far away we can astral project can be useful in the future.
>>4616525SupportOur meditations always make something happen.Maybe ask if the Sprite can pass a message to shenlong and bao. That we will see them when we next find a wind shrine.
>>4616525>>4616540>>4616551Time to get back to our friends before we start a full on rain storm. Writing.
>>4616513>he'd die of embarrassment before the first date!>First Date>Still owes Xin a drink.>Mfw
>>4616592It's okay, Tai Lung should be used to near death experience by now.
>>4616592>He'd due before the first dateTechnically correct, he's already died once so he should be fine for one date.
You gently remove the slime from your lap and stand up. "I apologize, but it's time I returned. I have a bad habit of meditating for, as mortals would see it, a terribly long time." You say. The wind sprites around you let out moans of disappointment while the water sprites simply go along with it and start to roll away. Sometimes a river must split before it can return to the ocean. You chuckle and say, "I'm sorry but I really must go. However, it will mean that there will be more stories to tell."That seemed to cheer up the sprites considerably as they being to dance around you singing, "More stories! More stories! Old friend will have more stories!"You begin making your way back to camp. There were stick and bits of plants strewn everywhere. The ground itself had a muddy first layer which was only worsening as the light rain continued. You couldn't see any of the villagers around though you assume they all hid in the building to get away from the rain incase it worsened. By the time you arrive to your camp, you notice that your friends had built a small leanto to hide from the rain and were staring a small fire to keep warm. You, however were still sitting outside in the rain. At least they placed a few leafy branches to serve as a shield from the rain but you don't remember feeling them do so. Maybe you were too busy running away from the elementals to notice. You wonder how you were supposed to go back. Normally you were keenly aware of feeling out for the spirits to speak with them but now it was a very strange out of body experience. You could see yourself, something you've never been able to do before. You walk around your body and gently prod it in the back. The effect is instantaneous. Its as if you were sucked back into it, reeled in like a fish on a hook. Your mind snapback into your head at such a speed and with such a suddeness that you're flung forward as you wake up out of insinct, leaving you in the muddy ground wondering what had just happened.Ming rushes towards you, almost spilling the small pot of food and Renshu follows albeit slightly amused. "Are you ok?" She asks. "What happened?"You pick yourself up from out of the mud, a bit embarassed but otherwise completely unharmed, and say, "I'm not too sure myself."
"But I assume you had fun." Renshu says smiling. "Though I never would have thought you would participate in a game of tag." Ming gives him an odd look. One which you mimick. Renshu simply motions the two of you to the small shelter without replying. The three of you sit around the warm fire and you're grateful for the heat it provides though it doesn't help with the mud as it slowly starts to harden and cake your fur."Well now that you're back with us. You can have some dinner." Ming says. "You've been out of it for a quite a while though Renshu says you were fine. What have you been doing?">What do you say?>Ask Renshu how he knows you were playing tag. He can only hear the spirits of the dead and if you had died then perhaps it was best to know.>Tell Ming that you were playing tag with children...of a sort. Hence the rain.>Ask where Xin Lan is. Have they returned from their searching?>Ask about their studies. Perhaps they managed to make progress.>Write in.[Congratulations. You've learned Limited Astral Projection.][The Limits are:You can only travel as far as you can sense spirits. Roughly the size of a small village or town.Your range of movement is the same as your mortal body. No flying or phasing through walls.You're unable to interact with the material world. So no picking up object or interacting with people except:You may speak with those intune with the spritual world. People who can speak with spirits can be contacted though the degree of talking is the same as their ability. IE: If someone can only understand a spirit's emotions then you can only convey emotions to them.You can only see people that you can sense which at the moment is only Ming, Renshu, Xin and Bao. Everyone else simply doesn't appear to you.While projecting, you're completely unaware of your own body. Unless someone does something major that would distrupt your meditation such as shoving you and shaking you roughly then you won't feel or hear a thing centered around your body.Time is distorted while project the same way as if you were in the spirit realm though the degree of distortion is far far less.That's just a rough idea of the ability. Like always training can improve this and situation may result in new rules to compensate.]
>>4616620>Tell Ming that you were playing tag with children...of a sort. Hence the rain.>Ask Renshu how he knows you were playing tag. He can only hear the spirits of the dead and if you had died then perhaps it was best to know.
>>4616620>Tell Ming that you were playing tag with children...of a sort. Hence the rain.>Ask where Xin Lan is. Have they returned from their searching?A dead spirit probably snitched on us. Ghosts have no honor.
>>4616620>we were playing, of a sort>How did the bunny know>Explain that the wind sprites were too adorable to refuse.
Gonna grab some lunch and do a few errands. I'll count votes when I get back.
>>4616638>>4616683>>4616687Sorry about that guys. I got a call when I was coming back. My friend's car broke down on him and I had to go help him out. Not that I would have said no. Seems like his old reliable is finally on it's last legs. Writing.
You rub the back of your head, a bit embarrassed over what you were doing and say, "I was...playing, of a sort. Hence the rain." Ming looks at you as if you had suddenly sprouted feathers. "I was talking to the sprites and they wanted to play. They've always been good to us and have helped us out when we needed it...so I figured it would a good way to repay them. I suggested tag..." Ming giggles slightly at that and your face feels much warmer despite the chill of rain. "I-it was the only game I knew..." You mutter before clearing your throat and continuing albeit a bit more stiffly. "I was good training considering that the sprites throught the game was chasing after me. Eventually both the water and wind sprites good a bit too excited and invited some more of their brethren. Once they all started getting riled up..." You motion to the rain which had picked up a bit. Ming seems to be struggling with skepticism, belief, and amusement before she decides to settle on believing you and being highly amused. You feel the heat on your face rise and decide to change the subject. "S-so...how'd you know I was playing tag?" You ask Renshu.Renshu adds a few more planks to the fire and gives you a soft smile. "I heard you." He says simply. "A rather odd sensation to hear your voice among those of the dead. It was a bit of a one sided conversation but I caught most of it."You give Renshu a look. "So I...died?" You ask. The rabbit shakes their head."Not at all." He says. "You were perfectly healthy and very much alive. It's a very strange situation. I shouldn't be able to hear you at all. After all, you were speaking to the sprites...with your mind for a lack of a better term. I can't read minds as much as I can make it seem and should I wish to attempt to speak with the sprites then I too must meditate. Ming can attest to the fact that I've been with her all day."You begin to run your hands over yourself and try to rub away the drying mud. "I see...could you do the same for anyone else?" You ask. Renshu gives you a polite laugh."My friend, I don't think there is anyone in this world like you to compare with." He says. "But no, you're the first I've ever heard like this. It was as if you were moving around and yet you were just there. I could hear every step and every word.">What do you say?>Ask Renshu something else. (What do you say?)>Ask where Xin is.>Ask about the translation.>Write in.
>>4617750>Ask where Xin is.He's right behind me, isn't she?
>>4617750>Ask where Xin is.>Ask about the translation.Did the map help at all?
>>4617767>>4617831Taking these votes. Writing
"So where's Xin?" You ask only to feel a wet flick behind your head. You turn around to see a thoroughly soaked rabbit grumbling at you. Xin Lan flicks their ears at you, splashing you with water as they sit next to you near the fire. "Why is it every time you do witchcraft weird things happen?" They say grumpily as they remove their shirt to wring it out. "I don't know." You say averting your eyes. "These things kind of happen. I promise that I don't intend for them to happen.""You don't see Stripes making weird things happen and he talks with dead people." Xin Lan continues."Many people would point out that speaking to the dead is weird things happening." Renshu replies. "Though I assume you returning means that you've finished with your search?""Yeah..." Xin Lan says warming themselves up and drying their clothing. "Interesting stuff out there. You can find remains of campfires. They're clever, these raiders. Small enough to keep people warm but not big enough to cast a lot of light. If you didn't know how to tell, most poeple would mistake them for regular fire damage.""These raiders seem less and less like regular bandit." Ming says worriedly."They're well traveled. That's for sure." Xin Lan says. "Small campfires are common for traveling out in open areas. They keep attention away and can be easily hidden behind rocks or other objects so no one catches it from a distance. Works even better here in wooded areas." Renshu removes one of his spare shirts from his bag and warps it around Xin Lan. "Will the flames be enough to use the poison?" He asks. Xin Lan shrugs as they slip the slightly oversized clothing on."Probably not. We'd need to hit the multiple fires if we want a good spread. That's the draw back to the small flames. They won't be enough for a large army. They'd need to make multiple ones. Seeing the pattern here. They used the ruins of the buildings as cover. Basically each house became a camp within a camp. Hides the flame, provides cover, and server as a way to organize the troops. No need for tents.""That at least proves one of our theories true." You say. "They have been using the ruins of their attacks to hide in plain sight." You turn back to face the others and look at Ming and Renshu. "Did you manage to translate the text?" You ask. Ming and Renshu shake their heads."No. Unfortunately there's not much to go on. The towns are titled numerically so we assume they simply didn't care for knowing their names, only what they held inside them. However, the numbres on the back of the map are far more interesting." Rensu explains. "Comparing them to some entries in the book, we believe them to be dates of some kind. However, comparing them to the date Yunnan was destroyed hasn't lead us to anything. We think if might be connected to their traveling schedule however.""How so?" You ask.
"Renshu and I think that the raiders are alternating which towns they camp in on a pattern." Ming says. "That way they can keep ahead of anyone examining the ruins. It'd be highly unlikely that a large group could find them in one guess and if anyone splits up to examine the towns, their group will be small enought to kill. Then they simply move to the next town before the victim's group finds out they never returned. But we can't seem to figure out how often they move or to where. If we can figure out those two then we can compare it to when they attacked Yunnan and maybe guess where they will move next.""We might find something in the old mill then." Xin Lan says. "It's hollow underneathe." Ming plants her hands on her hips."And when were you going to tell us you found something more?" She asks."When I was done being cold." Xin Lan replies grumpily. "Anyways, while rooting around the ruins, I felt that the mill had a basement. A big one at that. Didn't have much of a chance to check it out because someone decided to invite the rain." They say shooting you a look. "Besides, it'd be stupid to explore it alone. If the raiders found it and decide to use it to store thing, who knows if it's trapped or what it could contain.">What do you say?>Ask Ming and Renshu for more information. Perhaps a few questions might lead them to think of something they didn't consider before.>Say that you all can go check that area out tomorrow. You can ask for permission first.>Suggest that you and Xin go explore it now, under the cover of night. No one will be able to see you do it.>Write in.
>>4618060>Suggest that you and Xin go explore it now, under the cover of night. No one will be able to see you do it.And the patter of rain will obscure the sound of our movements and whatever we do down there.
>>4618060>Ask Ming and Renshu for more information. Perhaps a few questions might lead them to think of something they didn't consider before.>Suggest that you and Xin go explore it now, under the cover of night. No one will be able to see you do it.It's not like the seething guard would allow is to do anything anyway.
>>4618060>explore it nowWe dont need permission, it's just playing nice. But this relates to our mission, so we are going now, albeit stealthily. The rain will keep people inside and those that dont we can avoid being somehow quite good at basic stealth.
>>4618126I'll add ask them questions to my vote because I've got a question.Is there a pattern in the dates? Like if you lined them up and ignored the breaks, is there a repetition?Or maybe if they are written under eachother, do they make a grid that reveals shit?
>>4618079>>4618124>>4618126Exploring now. Writing.
You know, a thought occurs to me, prompted by anon mentioning the seething guards.I'm not sure what is a worse person to deal with, people who can only think about Tai Lungs crimes and how much he did and react with terror and nothing else, or people who think of his crime with a righteous indignation and dont consider just how little they can affect anything if we decide to stop playing nicely with them.One is disheartening, the other is dangerous
>>4618143It is one of the reasons you don't give out your name easily. Even if you got a pardon, would people treat you any differently?
>>4618143If they can do little to us if they fight, than they are not dangerous. Therefore both option should be disheartening.Although I find how constantly upset the guard is kinda entertaining.
>>4618160Don't underestimate desperate people anon. But even if they are not a physical threat, if they try and keep trying then we will be forced to put them down.Them forcing our hands like that isn't good, no matter how gentle we try to be.>>4618159Probably not. Maybe before they know our name.
>>4618159>>4618159Kinda? If the five, the dragon warrior, the emperor and the wind dragon give this guy the a-ok he can't be all bad right?If we go by buddhism and taoism you can be an massive asshole and still be a good guy in the end.With legalism and confucionism you shouldn't question the will of your superiors.So we have an cultural reason for people to not be completly agressive with a pardon directly from the imperial family. Although people will probably still be cold towards us.
>>4618175The five don't hold official authority, at best theirs is respect and as we have seen, that will at most extend to the common sense of 'Don't antagonise him, but you don't need to put up with him'. The emperor, solid point.The wind dragon though, how the fuck are we going to confirm that assessment? And whats more, why are the villagers going to believe that a god has spoken of our good character?Last point though is that Shenlong doesn't think we are A-okay, he calls us his friend. These two things are not the same.
>>4618175>>4618165Might one of the reasons why Tai Lung would prefer to have a home somewhere remote which in it's own way is kind of sad.
>>4618183Mhmm, a good 30 minutes from town.It'd be sad when the lynch mob comes if our name came out, because then we'd need to put out the fire and then scare off a lot of people we rely on for goods.A dragons roar should fix it though
>>4618183Honestly, tai lung's house should be...in eureka
>>4618185Just make a housing complex for everyone on the top of one of those weird mountain and make bridges connecting each part.It's defensible, looks cool, out of the way and has easy acess to the wind.
>>4618192Or that, that works too.Maybe both? Ascended martial artist retirement home.
>>4618214I don't think Ming, Xin or Renshu can astrally project. Nor do I fancy dying every time I wanna go home.>>4618209This though, has potential. Bonus points if we make the surrounding forest boobytrapped to the nines, such that only a master martial artist could get through.
"We should go check it out now." You say. "While it's dark and the rain can give us cover." Xin Lan seems to perk up considerably at that."Sneaking mission? Yeesss." They say hopping to their feet and tying their borther's shirt tighter around the waist. "Let's go." They say. You get to your feet. "We'll be back as soon as we can. You and Renshu try and get some sleep." Ming rubs her arms a bit and nods."Good thing we're not trying to hide." She says. "We can have a nice fire going.""We'll await your return then." Renshu says. "Hopefully, you won't require our help.""Now that you've said it, we will." Xin Lan says patting Renshu's head. "It'll be fine. Hiding from random villagers is easy. Even the big guy's done it several times." "It's less skill in sneaking and more of the fact I'm taking advantage of the gap between my skill and everyone else's." You admit. "But for this, it should be enough to keep hidden." You and Xin Lan head out into the darkness and being to proceed to the other part of town. The two of you go from cover to cover in the rain. Though it was unlikely, the two of you use the cover in the small chance that someone would peek out a window of the community building and catch the two of you. As you approach the building, you do notice a guard or two patroling around it. They barely left the perimiter of the building meaning that the patrol was more of a show of force and to send a message than anything else. Or perhaps they were truly paranoid. Either way, their route was easy to learn and easier to by pass. The abandoned mill stood out among the ruined town. Mostly made of stone, it was a burned shell that stood tall over the lake. There was nothing left beyond the stone walls that once held up the rest of the mechanisms used to grind wheat into flour. The two of you leap over a ruined all and into the main room of the mill. "The entrance has to be around here." Xin Lan says half whisper, half shout over the sound of the rain. They stomp their foot on the ground. "Hear it? Hollow.""Kind of." You admit over the sound of rain. "It's hard to hear to be honest.""Well trust me on this one." Xin Lan says. "Who knows what they could've hid down there. If they had a small safe, there could be any number of things. Treasure, traps, more notes. Maybe even the scrolls themselves."
"Doubtful." You say. "Even if it would be easier, it's much more secure to carry them around then to leave them hidden." "Either way, best we give it a look." The rabbit replies as they move wreckage around. "Problem is, I have no idea where the entrace is. Unless...you wanna simply punch through the floor.">What do you say?>Agree. It'd be much faster to punch through the floor. The rain won't cover your noise but hopefully it'll keep poeple away.>Decline. Punching through the floor could set off any sensative traps the raider could have set up.>Continue looking for an entrance. While there might be traps, it'd be far more covert to disable them than to break the ground.>Write in.
>>4618321>Look for the entrance, Breaking the floor open is last resort.
>>4618321>Continue looking for an entrance. While there might be traps, it'd be far more covert to disable them than to break the ground.
>>4618321>Continue looking for an entrance. While there might be traps, it'd be far more covert to disable them than to break the ground.Also don't want to risk damaging anything that's down there.
>>4618341>>4618346>>4618397Looking for an entrance. Writing
“No, if we punch through we might risk breaking anything stored down there. Best we look for an entrance. Maybe there’s another bookshelf?” You joke. Xin Lan snorts. “I’ll go memorize every book in existence then.” They say grinning in the moonlight. The two of you begin to dig around the ruins for some kind of entrance, a task made slightly more difficult due to the rain making the ash and dirts meld into a sludge. “This is gonna stain my fur so bad.” They mutter as they pull a large wooden board out of the way. You pull aside a large stone that fell from what you assume must’ve been a second floor and look at Xin Lan.“So like a grey color?” You ask and then remember something. “You know, Renshu said something interesting once.”“Yeah?” Xin Lan asks, a bit distracted.“They said you’re really good at disguising. Says you can pass off for him really well.” You say. “I think you once mentioned Renshu used to be an alias you used. Did you actually go and dye your fur when you took the name?”“Oh, yeah.” They say thinking about it. “Yeah, I would stain my fur. Took forever but I basically looked like a different person. Haven’t really had a reason or the time to do it recently.” They admit.“Did you act like him too?” You ask.“Of course. It’s not a disguise if I go stomping around and acting like myself. First thing about pretending to be someone else is that you have to know what they act like. Even if everyone else won’t see you. A lot of your personality is in the voice if you didn’t know. Even if someone sounds like you, if they don’t carry that cadence or personality, everyone can tell it’s not you.” They say. “Why do you ask?”“I just...find it hard to believe or imagine you...not being you.” You admit.“Please, its not like I have a personality.”“You do.” You say. “Even when you’re not...using a persona.” Xin Lan goes quiet for a moment.“Do you...want me to be more like Renshu?” They ask quietly.
>What do you say?>No. You’re not their friend because they’re like their brother. Part of being someone’s friend is to be able to accept the good and the bad. And the only bad thing you see in Xin is the fact they need a persona which isn’t really bad at all. Their greed, their pouts, you all know it’s an act which only makes you appreciate it more when they drop it for you. The bad makes the good look better. Even if they have to pretend to have other flaws to hide the real ones, it doesn’t hide who they truly are.>Say you don’t want them to be more like their brother but they could do better if they didn’t pretend to be greedy or mischievous. Their personality is dictated by them so they can choose not to have those kinds of flaws. You know that they’re merely an act but they should be careful not to get too used to it or they might run the risk of making those falsehoods become the real them.>Say they could be more like their brother or at least the person they want to be when they’re in control. It’s always good to have someone to look up to and Renshu portrays a patient, wise man. You were once told that a wise man learns from the mistakes of others and emulates only the best they have to offer. It might do Xin some good if he follows those ideals.>Write in.
>>4619685>Say you don’t want them to be more like their brother but they could do better if they didn’t pretend to be greedy or mischievous. Their personality is dictated by them so they can choose not to have those kinds of flaws. You know that they’re merely an act but they should be careful not to get too used to it or they might run the risk of making those falsehoods become the real them.No need to try and force a flaw on yourself, that is one of the few things that will appear without you wanting to.
>>4619685>>Say you don’t want them to be more like their brother but they could do better if they didn’t pretend to be greedy or mischievous. Their personality is dictated by them so they can choose not to have those kinds of flaws. You know that they’re merely an act but they should be careful not to get too used to it or they might run the risk of making those falsehoods become the real them.
>>4619685>Say that we dont want them to be like their brother but they could do better to be less greedy.I personally like the mischief and it hurts absolutely nobody. I dont even mind their greedy acts, considering it isnt actually harmful, but we should always encourage people to act better.But keep the mischief, it's one of the things that makes dealing with them so fun.
>>4619706So basically, we want you to act better, not like Renshu.
>>4619687>>4619693>>4619706Making the bun sad because you hate their personality. Not really. They just find themselves caring what you want them to be like.
>>4619767Writing by the way.
>>4619770Xin Lan eventually likes our petting to the point they get upset and thump their foot when we stop.https://youtu.be/lUf_t65exQ0
>>4619805You're basically married by then. The real way to marry Tai Lung. Slowly and methodically so he doesn't realise it and die of embarrassment.
You stiffen. Truth be told, you weren’t really in a position to tell anyone what they should be like. You weren’t exactly a role model for good personality traits or at least you don’t think so. Nor were you equipped to deal with these kinds of questions. You can feel the rabbit’s eyes on you whoever and you decide to deal with it the only way you know how. With brutal honesty. “Well...not exactly.” You admit. “I mean...you could be a bit less greedy. I know you’re just acting through a personality and all that but…” You stop and sigh before you move a rock aside and sit on it. “I’m-...I don’t think you need to make up flaws. Those tend to come on their own and with your budding emotions, I’m worried that if you pretend to have those flaws then eventually they’ll become real ones. You’re unique in the fact that you’re slowly developing who you are while having to pretend who you want to be. You know what right and wrong is and now you get to decide who you want to be like with more control than anyone will ever have. The issue…” You fidget and wring your hands. “...is that I like who you are. Your greed and mischievousness are flaws but maybe it’s because I know that you don’t truly mean them. That it’s all part of a personality you’re acting out so you can integrate with society. It all makes it easy to disregard because I know you won’t do it and harm the group.”“So...do you want me to act on them?” “No but…” You rub the back of your neck. “Flaws are what make you interesting. If you just stopped being either of those two. If all you ever did was what is right...you wouldn’t be Xin anymore...You wouldn’t be my best friend…” You look at Xin Lan. Their face is blank and emotionless but their eyes...their eyes seemed to show just a small glimmer of something. You don’t know if changing them would make it go away. “You said it yourself. Even someone’s voice is perfect, if they don’t have the same mannerisms then they aren’t the real one. So what does that mean for you? If you change something, does that make you a completely different person? Does that stop you from being my friend?”“It doesn’t stop me from seeing you as my friend.” They reply. You nod.“I don’t want you to change. Not completely. You could tone down the greed but...isn’t that ingrained in you. Didn’t you once see everything as a series of advantages for you?” You ask.“That was before I met you and Ming.” They reply. “It’s no longer like that. I am not alone. I have others I have to take care of. Others who’s pains are my own. Whose troubles are mine. What is beneficial for me is not beneficial for everyone. Maybe...the real question isn’t who I will become. Maybe I should be asking you, Who is your friend? The real Xin or the one I project?”>What do you say?>Write in.
>>4619810>Poke Xin in the chest, over the heart. "The Xin I saw in there, doing its best to manifest despite everything that was working against it. That's my friend."
>>4619838I'll support.The real xin trying to understand their emotions is our friend. The persona they adopt is just what we are used to, and we enjoy parts of it.
>>4619838Yes, the Xin that is a little flame of hope against the emptyness of their soul that we saw, that is our friend.
>>4619838>>4619846>>4619854>>4619854Taking these. Writing.
You poke Xin Lan's chest, right above the heart. "The Xin I saw in there, doing its best to manifest despite everything working against it. That's my friend." You say. "Not the one you show, not the one you hide. The one that does it's best to come forth against all odds. I'm not friends with you because you're perfect or because you have no emotions. I'm friends with you because of what you're doing, what you want to be. I want to help you be the best that you are. I want to see how you develop and I want to see you succeed." You say."But...what if I fail? What if the person I become isn't the person you want to be with?" They ask."Then you pick yourself back up and try again." You say. "We've done it once before. We can do it again. As long as you continue to strive to be the best you can be, to be the best person you can be, then I don't think I could ever hate you. Just like we don't hate Ming or Renshu. I think a big part of friendship is being able to hold out your hand for those you care about even if they're stuck wandering in the darkness." Xin Lan holds your hand and gently pulls the rest to hold them."You promise?" They ask quietly. You close your hand, placing your palm against their beating heart and fingers over their shoulder."I promise." You say. "No matter what happens, I'll be there to pull you back." Xin Lan doesn't say anything and you ruffle their ears before you stand. "Come on." You say gently. "Let's find that entrance and get out of the rain. The other will be waiting for us." Xin Lan nods softly and the two of you get back to work. It was a few hours later when your foot finally bumped into something that stuck out of the mud. You bend over to dig a bit and you realize that it's a ring attached to something. "Hey I think I found our door." You say. Xin Lan quickly leaps over to you and then the both of you work quickly to clear the area. It was a large double door, the kind you were used to seeing on barns."It's pretty big for a basement door." Xin Lan says knocking on it in various places and listening. "Nothing seems to be attached to it. So its probably safe to pull open.""Probably?" You ask."I mean they could have secret trapping techniques neither of us know." Xin Lan says, grabbing one of the ring door handles. "You gonna help me open this or what?" You grab the other ring and pull it open. It creaks and whines in protest, the hinges rusted from what could have been months of exposure to the elements. You half expected the rings to snap off or the doors themselves to break from the tension but the hinges give and the two doors swing wide open. You peer down into the darkness the doors and only see a set of stairs and a ramp to assist carts from going down. "Well, we're not dead." Xin Lan says. "but we can't see anything either. Up to you if you want to continue." They lean downwards to get a look. "This place doesn't smell like it's been open in a while. That's a good sign."
"How is that good? The raiders haven't been here." You say."Wrong. If there was a fire going on here who would take the time to close the doors? They're heavy so it's not like they could have been knocked down by accident. Plus the hinges are rusted. Means that they weren't covered in debris so someone must have cleared the area out and covered it again.">What do you want to do?>Go down the steps and explore the cellar. You might not get another chance.>Go get the supplies. Perhaps you should prepare before you go in.>Wait til sunrise. The light will help you see and with the sounds of construction, it'll help mask any noise you make.>Write in.
Also congrats gents. Tai Lung has touched his first boob. I could have had Xin make a joke but I felt it kind of ruined the mood.
>>4620259Yeah we made it to second base!
>>4620255>Go get the supplies. Perhaps you should prepare before you go in.We shouldn't get all gung ho right now, we really don't know jack so let's prepare just in case something happens>>4620259>Tai Lung has touched his first boob.WOOOOOOOOOO, IT'S SHOWTIIIIIME
>>4620259Just as planned.And its okay, Xin will just tell renshu and ming later how tai lung was feeling her up. It totally fits for his teasing MO.
>>4620319>Xin will just tell renshuAnd thus Tai Lung dies once more.
>>4620349And make his sibling cry? Perish the thought.Renshu’s only recourse is to protect Xin by diverting Tai Lung’s attention towards himself.
>>4620255>Close it up and get the resources to explore properly
>>4620403I mean Renshu is best girl. Strong enough to protect you, always listens to your problems, gives advice, and has stripes to boot. No other bunny has stripes. I think the only other contender for best girl is Ming, Xin, Bao, and shen long who share those traits save for having stripes.I guess if you want to go the maverick route you got Tigress. She's strong enough to make you pay attention, hates your guts, wants to make you a law abiding citizen by throwing you in jail for life, and is probably courted by lots of people? All I'm saying is Renshu in a dress is as scary as TL in one.
>>4620461You still never actually confirmed if Xin was a girl or not, at least with 100% certainty. I will put this reminder here.
>>4620561You're right about that. I've decided what they were born as. Refering to Xin as a girl just became common place though I still refer to them as he by accident when I'm not paying much attention. Their personality doesn't really help much either. Also they haven't had the chance to, they potray themselves as quite dainty and feminine. Once of the reasons they were so popular on the Gale Cutter was their whole innocent nurse disguise.If you guys really want to know I can always tell you but I feel like half the fun is not knowing.
>>4620575Nah, I'm fine to live in ignorance on this case. If I felt that we should have actually known I'd say something.But eugenics gave them a flat chest that could belong to either sex, so touching that wouldn't tell us anything
>>4620255>Go get the supplies. Perhaps you should prepare before you go in.We go get supplies and Xin can hide and stand guard in case someone comes snooping around.
>>4620298>>4620459>>4620751Getting supplies. Writing.
"Let's go get supplies." You say closing your door. "Best we get prepared for whatever we might find down there.""Right. The basement might be as big as the this building used to be but that doesn't discount any traps." Xin Lan replies as they close the door. "What could they possibly hide down there?" You ask as the two of you walk back to the camp."Anything really." Xin Lan says, shrugging. "If it's big enough, maybe a bulk of the forces slept down there? You could hide a good chunk of an army in there and no one would notice. The smaller flames could have been for look outs.""Hopefully we find something of importance down there. Otherwise, we're risking making the villagers angry for nothing.""Please, as if they could catch us." Xin Lan says. "All we'd end up wasting is time. But the possibility of clues is just too great to pass up and there's no way I'm gonna let the villagers get at it first." The two of you leap across the ruins and make it back to find the others huddled around the campfire and sharing a blanket."Did you guys find anything?" Ming asks looking up from the fire. You shake your head."Not entirely. We managed to find the entrace to a cellar but we're not sure if it's rigged with traps or not. We've come to get some supplies.""We have a few torches packed." Ming says reaching over to one of the group's packs and rummage to pull out some ready made torches. "I'm not sure what else you'll need.""I have a few picks on me already." Xin Lan says. "But let me get a note book.""We'll also need a hammer and one of the pitons if we have to carefully chisel away some of the building. The basement doesn't seem to have collapsed but there might be rubble we'll want to remove." You add."Do we have a lantern?" Xin ask. "Just one for candles." Ming says. "I think we have a few candles as well from that library." "We'll take it." They reply. "I've moved some things to another bag so we have an empty one." You say. "Maybe we'll find some more books that might help.""Is there anything else you need?" Ming asks.>What else do you wish to take?>Write in.
>>4621108Bit of rope never hurt to take, but otherwise I don't think we need much else.We have lights, we have hammer and pick, book, Oh get a pencil or pen for the book!We shouldn't be down there for long so no need to take food or water.
>>4621108bunny thighs save lives
>>4621108Charcoal and paper in case someone scribble something in the floor or wall.
>>4621112>>4621202Writing things and back to the search. Writing.
"Some rope, ink and a pen." You say slipping on the empty pack. "And some charcoal. I don't expect to use them much but incase we need to write on some walls.""It's starting to look like we're gonna go mining." Xin Lan says while they grab the writing equipment."We might if there's a collapse." You say patting Xin Lan on the back. "Come on. We still got a few hours until daybreak."----You close the doors behind you and Xin Lan, eveloping the two of you in complete darkness. A few moments later, a flame roars to life as you light the torch. The darkness is pushed back but still you can't see the bottom of the stairs. "These are some deep stairs." You say. Xin Lan nods."Do cellars ussually go that deep?" They ask."Not really. We should have been able to see the bottom of the stair case from here with our torches." You hold your arm out in an attempt to case the light lower but there still seems no sign of the bottom. "Well...we can stay up here and wonder about basement sizes. I'm surprised you could even hear anything hollow if it goes this deep.""It can't be that deep then." Xin Lan says as the two of you begin to descend. "I heard the ground be hollow." You and Xin Lan step slowly and methodically down the stair case, making sure nothing would jump out at you. Once or twice you stop to and tread over an obvious trap. Several of the steps were lined with nails, rusted and bent. They were hidden in the right angle of the stairs and aimed at the victim's heels. Not a deadly trap as far as they go but they were malicious looking enough that you and Xin Lan decided to stick to the ramp for the rest of your descent. The stairs themselves weren't as deep as you imagined them. Roughly only a half more than what is normal but once you arrived at the bottom, the doors behind you were lost to the shadows. "There's definitely something here." Xin Lan says. "Nail traps. Who knows what else they have set up.""It might only get worse." You say. "Let's move slowly.""Don't need to tell me twice."You continue onward. The cellar seemed to have been made of a main hallway that seemed carved from the ground itself. Along the right wall were a series of doors you assume lead to the storage areas. "That's weird. Isn't that weird? Who organizes their cellar like this?" Xin Lan says."It certainly is an odd way to build a basement." You admit.>How do you proceed?>Check each door, one by one. Might as well look through everything.>Check for locked doors. You don't want to spend too much time down here incase one of the villagers decides that they want to explore the old mill and find you.>Search for hidden doors. The raiders were here. It's pretty obvious. Perhaps they tried to hide a room.>Write in.
>>4621393>Check each room one by one>Search for hidden doors.I really doubt the civilians will bother us, or even be able to come down here. But if they can, and they do, then they know something and we have a person to interrogate.
>>4621393>Search for hidden doors. The raiders were here. It's pretty obvious. Perhaps they tried to hide a room.
>>4621408>>4621406Looking for hidden doors. Writing.
"Might as well try them all." You say as you walk to the nearest door and test the doorhandle. It was unlocked but that only made you nervous. What if it was rigged with a trap? You and Xin Lan step to the side and slowly pull the door open. You find some resistence which makes you even more on edge. With a sharp yank, you throw the door open and immediately hear the hiss and thunk of an arrow. Still quivering from the impact, a crossbow bolt had embeded itself into the opposite wall. "That could have gone poorly." Xin Lan says eyeing the bolt. "Looks like our hunches are proving themselves correct in the worst way possible." You nod and carefully peer into the room. It was a simple mechanism. A rope had been tied to the door handle and through a few pulleys to the trigger of a crossbow. The bow itself had been hastily nailed to a barrel at waist height. Had it hit Xin Lan it'd have gone through their head and through your gut. The thought was not a plesant one. You and Xin Lan slowly tread into the room, now fully on edge and keeping an eye out for a trap. The room itself is empty for the most part. You see a few sacks of grain, torn and spilled lining the walls. More barrels can be found, half filled with various seeds and flour but more than often simply broken apart. "Empty." Xin Lan grumbles as the two of you search."Maybe but there could be a hidden entrance somewhere." You say. "If the raiders found it, it could have been hidden further.""You really think so?" They ask skeptically. You shrug."I mean, we seemed to have stepped into something that tends to have a lot of secrets. So...maybe?" You say unsure. The next door was also unlocked though, thankfully, no traps were tied to the door. More importantly, the room was very obviously lived in. You can see used bowls and mugs. Makeshift tables were also set up and you can see old blankets as well. You don't see anything resembling a firepit but it certainly looked like a sleeping quarters. Rummaging through the blankets you don't find much either. Nothing that could assist you in finding the raiders nor translating the books. "No one is this meticulous." Xin Lan grumbles. "They have to have left something. Anything.""It is possible they just slept here." You say as the two of you step out/ Your search continues with the rest of the rooms, all the while avoiding various traps left behind. More arrow traps, a few fire ones that had long gone bad making them simple jars full of oil, a small pitfall trap that hid a series of wooden spikes.
---"This is a murder room!" Xin Lan says exasperated after the two of you avoid another trap after the 5th door. "I'm starting to think they simply wanted people to die down here and there's nothing hidden at all.""There's still that last door." You say. "We're almost done."Xin Lan grumbles something about setting raiders on fire to show them a proper trap and the two of you continue to search but ultimately come up short and return back to the hallway. As you approach the final door, Xin Lan grabs your leg and stops you. They point to something on the ground and as you lower the torch to shine some light on it, you see a thin wire not unlike those that Xin Lan weilds."Trip wire." They say looking up above. "...But to what?" You look up to the ceiling but see nothing. Checking the walls, you don't see anything as well. No hidden holes for arrows, or slots for weapons to slide out. Certainly nothing that could cause a cave in."Might lead to an alarm of some kind." You say as the rabbit works to disarm the trap. "If you're right about them camping out in here then they might have left something to alert anyone who found their way in here.""You might be right about that." Xin Lan says standing up. "It doesn't seem to be attached to any obvious traps." They add and start to walk again. The glint of the wire catches your eye one last time as it...is pulled up into the ceiling. Xin Lan's ear twitches and you hear the faint jingle of something above you. As if glass had fallen. "Did you hear that?" You ask looking at the roof once more. Xin Lan's head looks up as well."Well I'll be damned..." They say. "Tap the ceiling big guy." You hand Xin Lan the torch and gently tap at the roof. It rings hollow. "A hidden floor..." Xin Lan hops up, plants their feet on your chest and stand on your shoulders. They begin to feel out the roof and you follow suit as the two of you search for something. The two of you run the entire length of the hallway before you find something. Hidden in the far back of the hallway was a small handhold, just big enough to fit Xin's hand. Brushing aside some dirt reveals a hatch. "Now we're on to something." They say pushing up and grunting. "It's weighed down...or locked but I can't see a key hole to pick.">What do you do?>Put the rabbit down and break the hatch.>Find a way to open the hatch without being in the way for any traps.>Try and find some kind of mechanism to open the door.>Write in.
>>4621580>Try and find some kind of mechanism to open the door.
>>4621580>Search for a mechanicsm first
>>4621580>Find a way to open the hatch without being in the way for any traps.>Try and find some kind of mechanism to open the doorJust look over everything in the room. Something shady was happening in this place even before the raiders got here, better be careful.
>>4622022Millers were notorious for being criminal contacts in old time europe. Maybe the same is true for China.What am I saying, by stories and history nearly everyone in china was corrupt or criminal depending on time period. Usually before a new dynasty was installed via rebellion.
Sorry about the delay. I'll be ready to run in about an hour.
>>4621652>>4621895>>4622022Looking for a way to open the door. Writing.
“Maybe there’s a mechanism to open it.” You say. “Like a hidden switch.”“I don’t know.” Xin Lan admits. “Seemed pretty simple to me. Just a hidden hatch. Not many people tend to look up at the ceiling. Especially in a cellar.”“Same goes for hidden switches. That does explain the stairs though. The extra distance is enough to hide a second floor without raising suspicion. It would be a perfect place to hide.” You feel around the walls for a hidden lever or button. Something that would open that hatch. “It’s pretty high up as well. Maybe the weight was a ladder?”“Could be. If the owner was my size, there was no way they’d reach but then why a handle?” Xin Lan asks. “Seems like it could just be a simple pull.”“If it was a pull then why would it feel weighed down? You could just pull it down and everything would fall with it.”“Dunno. This whole place is sketchy.” Xin Lan says looking around for any hidden tricks. “Then again, it seems like the raiders set up the traps. Would make sense if they were hidden on the second floor. They wouldn’t have to worry about the traps and people would die without ever finding anything.”“Seems like their cleverness only serves to help their cruelty.” You say pulling some dirt off the walls and coming up with nothing. “All the more reason to stop them.”“Maybe they’re assassins.” Xin Lan says pushing a barrel over and spilling grains all over. “Nah, they’re too overt to be assassins. Probably just bandits trying to earn a big name. I mean, if you manage to off one of the royal family that’s gonna give you a rep.”“And the entire imperial army down on their heads.” You add. “The emperor wouldn’t allow anyone to harm the royal line.”“I’m not finding anything.” Xin Lan says. “I say we force the door open.” You clap your hands to remove the dirt from them, you couldn’t find anything resembling a switch either. “Unless you got another idea?”>What do you do?>Force the door open. Nothing left to try.>Go get the others. Maybe they can help.>Wait til tomorrow. Perhaps some of the villagers would know about the hidden area. It did strike you as odd that someone wanted to rebuild while the raiders who destroyed the village were still on the run.>Write in.
>>4622527>try pulling the shit down with us put of the way. If not, force the issue and get ready to fucking dodge.
>>4622533Also mention that they are a foreign army. We have all the evidence to point this out they are, one being that they are really too well organised to not be.They are targeting the state and our governments entire leadership branch.They are far too well informed about things they shouldnt know anywhere or anyhow.When we fought the magical version of them and their leader, she fought out of duty, explicitly, and stated that to die in the service of her duty was something she had accepted as worth it. They also have a seemingly martial culture, and we can deduce they live on planes based on how they make their fires.Learning how to do that is something you do out of requirement and they continue out of habit, a regular sized fire inside would have been fine, but they didnt do that.
>>4622549Oh, and of course their language that marks them as not chinese.
>>4622527>Force the door open. Nothing left to try.It's not like we aren't used to lethal damage anyway.>>4622549I still think theres is some internal conspiracy that is helping them.
>>4622567>internal conspiracyCongrats anon. You've discovered Ming's master plan. Hence the Ming Dynasty. Built on the bones of her so called friends.>>4622533>>4622567Forcing the door. Writing.
>>4622584Bold of you to think she can kill tai Lung and keep him dead.The gates of hell shall not hold him and she shall face his might once more, then she will get a hug and forgiveness to make her change her evil ways.Or other measures would be taken.
>>4622589Maybe thats the entire plan was because she's too shy to ask for hugs
>>4622599As she has been characterised, nah. She is more than willing to ask for hugs when she isnt in need of them.I believe this completely, she just needs the right circumstances
“Not really.” You say. “We’ve run out of options.” The two of you return to the hatch and you reach for it.“Wait!” Xin Lan shouts. “Jiggle it a bit. Try and see if you can feel out some mechanism or maybe if it’s attached to anything.” You motion for your friend to take a safe position and do as you’re asked. The hatch doesn’t move or feel like it’s look. Pushing upwards does reveal the fact that it’s weighed down by something but not locked in place. Clearly something is trying to prevent you from entering, however you learned your lesson long ago that if something was intended to be opened, it was probably not for your benefit. You opt to be a bit defiant and instead grab the small hand hold firmly, as firmly as 3 fingers can be, and sharply pull down.The hatch attempts to resist but, as it was made of wood, proves to be no match for you. You tear the door from its hinges and the sound of shattering wood is immediately overwhelmed by the sound of crashing metal. Weapons. Dozens of weapons fall to the ground after the barrel holding them shatters upon impacting the ground. You and Xin Lan leap over them as they scatter, deftly avoiding your legs being cut. The two of you stand still for a moment and as the dust settles you look up to see a large whole leading into more darkness. “Guess it was just weighed down.” Xin Lan says jumping down from your arms. They pick up an axe and eye it expertly. “Not the best weapons.” They say.“But they’re functional.” You complete the thought as you grab a spear. “They don’t match the weapons the raiders had. Theirs were of a forgien style.”“That so? These are chinese.” Xin Lan says tossing the axe aside. “So the mystery continues. Give me a hand.” You hold out your hand and lift Xin Lan up to the opening as they jump on it. Handing the torch over to them, you grab the ledge left from the hatch and pull yourself up. You find yourself in a large room if not a slightly narrow room that ran the entire length of the hallway. Much like the other room, this hidden one was well lived in though in a much better condition. Sheets and bedrolls were stored in one side of the room, the makeshift tables were lined with their wooden stools stacked aside. Xin Lan scoffs. “Looks like they can be neat when they want to be.” They say darkly. You and your friend slowly make your way to the other end of the hall, wary of traps. You find none but what you do find is even more intriguing. Barrels of weapons and armor as well as several months if not years worth of rations.“What’s...what’s going on?” You ask walking around. This reminded you of the old bandit camp you took down. Where you found Luo and those two children being forced to make explosives. Your blood boils slightly as you recall what the explosives were going to be used for.
“Dunno but we might have found our answers.” Xin Lan says waving you over. You walk over to find a large scroll unfurled across the table. Numbers and names were written all over it though you don’t recognize the names. Xin Lan seems to recognize a few. “Wang Lei of the Thousand Daggers...Bo Jin the Fearless…” They mutter as they pull the scroll open more and more.“Who are they?” You ask reading off more names.“Famous bandits and murderers.” Xin Lan says. “Mostly known for their gangs they ran. My, my, my someone’s been a naughty boy. Know what this is?” They ask. You look down and read the names once more. You look at the numbers next to each. They seemed to match the same kind of style...that merchants used.“A ledger.” You say with disgust.“Exactly. Someone here has been selling wares to bandits.” Xin Lan says. “And...there’s notes too.” You quickly turn back to look at the ledger again. >XXXX>Another good haul today. Those idiots were practically begging for food! They probably would have sold their ship if meant not dying. Thankfully, I’m a compassionate man. The idiots in the village even thanked me for bringing more “traders”. Idiots couldn’t tell a pirate from a bandit if it would have saved their lives. Thankfully, these weapons will make a killing.>XXXY>Another bandit “clan” came to visit. These idiots think they can actually get away with it. Thankfully, they pay well and even better they’ll probably die soon. This gig has done wonders for me! Idiots line up to get their weapons and the imperial guard cleans my hands of them! And all I get to do is rake in the cash of another sucker who thought I was their friend.The notes continue in a similar fashion. You continue reading out of curiosity until the last few catch your eye.>YXYY >Got another weird one. Some woman came asking for me. Almost gave me away too! Dumb broad, although she was kind of hot. In that warrioress kind of way. Some kind of exotic cat. Better than her looks, she was willing to pay way more than asking price for food. Had some kind of accent, must have been from the south. Hopefully all the idiots live down there because she didn’t even try to haggle! Wouldn’t say her name. Weird but bandits always want to have that dumb gimmick. Maybe I could convince her to stay...she’d make a good wife.The next note was the last. Oddly enough there were dark splotches all over it both from ink and something else.>YXYY>That bitch! I try to offer her a good life and she nearly takes my eye out! Hope she and her flea bitten mongrels find the nice end of the imperial blade. Dumb bitch wouldn’t know a good deal if it bit her in the ass. Managed to convince the rest of the town to run her out. Claimed that she tried to seduce and rob me. Serves her right. She won’t be able to deal with any towns once I spread the word. Good riddance.
Xin Lan looks at you. “Seems like he got what he deserved. At least in the end. Assuming he didn’t survive the attack. Still...the rest of the town didn’t deserve it.”“I don’t think anyone deserves it.” You admit. “At least...I’m not sure.”“We don’t get to judge, that much is true.” Xin Lan agrees. “Still...I don’t see anything that can help us decipher the raiders’ notes. Maybe Renshu and Ming will have better luck than us?”>What do you say?>Search just a bit more. Maybe you might find something.>Head back to camp. Best you get some sleep.>Take something with you? There’s only weapons and food. You’re not sure you want either if it was paid for with the blood of others.>Write in.
>>4622764>Search just a bit more. Maybe you might find something.That sounds like the raider's leader. She might came to this building to get some revenge after burning the town. South of China would be the southeast asian kingdoms like ancient vietnam or khmer. The mistery of the raider's origin continues.Also on the topic of southeast asia and probably also india, do elephant people exist?
>>4622764>Tell xin to pick out some good less-lethal weapons for themselves, renshu, and ming. You'll pack some of the rations. If it helps your group to press on and take out the raiders, there shouldn't be an issue - and you can't exactly tell the villagers out there that you were sneaking around where they didn't want you.
>>4622764>Search for anything more>help ourselves to the food and any weapons.There is no reason not to the owners are dead and they will just spoil.
>>4622958>>4623188Taking the dead man's things. Writing.
>>4623661Take his ledger as well.But really, I don't see why anyone would kick up a fuss about it other than because we are the one who found it.
>>4623676Because I will be an unfair QM Really most people would assume you brought the weapons with you and would probably be more concerned over why you're skulking around that part of the town to care why you're suddenly armed.
>>4623696>An actual mountain of low quality weapons>Brought here by Tai Lung, the living weapon.Really people?
>>4623709Wait you want to carry the whole thing? I thought you were gonna take like two maybe three tops.
>>4623712No, as I read it "People here would blame you for the mountain of weapons under the mill, and say you put them there"And I was like, really bitch? You think we need shitty spears?
>>4623718Yes. Tai Lung is starting his own pyramid scheme involving being a door to door spear salesman.
>>4623661But about elephants Luo? Do they exist? Are they big? Are they the top of caste syatem in India?The last question doesn't need to be answered actually.
You roll up the scroll and slip it into you bag. "Let's take some of the rations. Best we put them to some good use than to feed criminals." Xin Lan takes a few and starts to fill their own bag. "You do realize we're all criminals right? Yes, even Ming. I'm sure she's forgotten to tip someone or like...missed a lesson and lied about it.""I like to think we're not anymore. We have been but that doesn't define who we are now." You say as you start to take a few rations yourself. "That aside, the food will go to waste if no one takes it. Might as well grab a few weapons too." You say. Xin Lan stops and looks at you with surprise."Really?" They ask confused. "Why?""Always good to have options." You say. "Get some of the less lethal weapons. Clubs, nunchaku, staves. That sort of thing. Ming could probably learn from them as well." Xin Lan looks over their shoulder. "Sure I'll see what I can find." They say as they move over to examine the weapons. "I'm not to confident about these big guy. Call me a snob but I like my weapons to be high quality. Don't want to worry about them breaking in a fight.""You think that will happen to these?" You ask grabbing an axe and looking at it. They weren't shoddy, definietely average make, but you didn't expect them to break anytime soon."No...they're serviceable just...bland." They admit. "And all lethal. You see any clubs or tonfa?""No. Just swords and other bladed weapons...here's a mace though." You say holding up a spiked bat. "I suppose we shouldn't have expect-""Hold up!" Xin Lan says pulling out a small box. It was elegantly decorated box. They open it up to reveal a red velvet interior and on a soft cushion is a dagger and it's sheathe. "I think we hit the jackpot.""Xin...you already have daggers." You say."And mine are way better." They reply. "But this isn't for me. It's for Ming. Having a dagger is always helpful and she could use something to defend herself or...at least brandish menacingly.""I don't know..." You say but Xin Lan thrusts the box into your hands."Hold up I think I saw some more things here too." They say. "Let's see...There's this." They hold up a red scabard. The blade was not of chinese make and curved slightly."That's not chinese." You say."No...I think I heard Stripes talking about these. They come from japan. Not sure if he knows how to use them. Feels a bit funny though, can't put my finger on it though." Xin Lan continues to search the pile. "There might be some more things but I'm not sure if you want to take them. None of these help the no killing thing. You wanna leave them here?">What do you say?>Take the weapons. You might be able to sell them. They seem of high quality.>Leave them. You've avoided weapons so far and these don't fit your group's style.>Take them and hand them out to your group. They'd do some good in your hands.>Write in.
>>4623726Elephant people? Yeah they exist. They're about 2 feet taller than you and you're about the top end of 6 feet. As for you last question. I'll let this children's tale speak for yourself. At least some of them are royalty. Not sure if you'll ever go there but it's a fun exercise to think about.
>>4623738>Take them, for either sentimentality, practicality or to sell.Renshu may like to see a reminder of home, and the blade, while not intended for mundane tasks, is always good to have.
>>4623738>Take the weapons. You might be able to sell them. They seem of high quality.We can always just carry it around and not use it, like the Sword of Heroes>>4623741Good, elephants are cool and improve everything.Also kind want to fight a barbarian elephant warrior king now.
>>4623738>Take them. Even the sharpest blade can be dulled, after all - it wouldn’t be too hard to make them nonlethal.
>>4623745>Renshu may like to see a reminder of home>Mfw
>>4623745>>4623747>>4623759Taking the weapons. They may have some use. Writing.
>>4623785I remember that he had some bad experiences with the island, but even so, it was home.
>>4623787Yeah, he didn't have the best experience there growing up. I'm sure Japanese children are still told to behave or else Renshu will come to get them. Still, I like to imagine he's more japanese than he tries to let on considering that was the culture he grew up in his childhood.
"Take them. They may have some use or at worst we can sell them." Xin Lan's grip seems to tighten a bit at that last suggestion. "Come on Xin. You already have weapons and I'm sure Renshu doesn't use any.""But they're pretty." Xin Lan says hanging the sword on his hip. "See? Looks cool.""I think you enjoy swords a little too much." You tease as turn to leave."Says you. You've been carrying that dull old blade for about a year now." They counter. "You even had a chance to make it a super cool sword and turned it down according to your stories. I want one for practicality.""Didn't you just say you wanted it because it's pretty?""Beauty is practical. You wouldn't understand. You're a guy." Xin Lan shoots back."So are you." You counter."And I'm the pretties girl you've ever seen. Caught you staring." They say sticking out their tongue. You blush slightly and don't reply lest you get the rabbit started on a path that would end with you bursting in flames from the embarassment. The two of you drop back down from the hatch and make your way towards the entrance. The trip back was slow as the two of you keep an eye out for an traps that you might have missed and avoided due to luck. Luckily, you manage to get by without triggering any nasty surprises. Unfortunately, as you reach the stairs you and Xin Lan hear something above the rain. The sounds of shouting and screaming...---You and Xin Lan burst through the double doors into the rain. Despite the darkness and poor visibility you can see the sillouttes of figures running around the town and the sparks of metal clashing together. The sounds of fighting echo throughout the ruins and you can hear the villagers screaming from within the community hall. Xiqi was under attack.>What do you do?>Run to Ming and Renshu. Make sure your friends are safe.>Run to assist the guards. They're trained but they're a simple small town outfit. You're not even sure if they have real combat experience.>Sneak through the town to gauge this enemy. Make sure you know what you're getting into.>Write in.
>>4623803>Assist the guards, Send Xin to protect our friends and if they are safe get back here to help.HEY RAIDERS! THIS IS NOT YOUR DAY!But seriously, We and Po should be enough to defend the town citizens, much as they may hate us for it.I'd like renshu here, but he can keep ming safer.
>>4623819On second thought, get ming and Renshu here via message from Xin. She and her healing hands may be needed.
>>4623819I considered assessing the situation, But anyone who's attacking the guards with intent to kill is someone who needs to be subdued, even if it is a misunderstanding.
>>4623819Assisting guards. Sending xin with a message. Writing
“Xin! Go find Ming and Renshu! Get them to the community building! We might need a doctor.” You shout. Xin Lan slips their mouth cover and hood and you see the glint of their daggers as the two of you split up to get to work. You leap from ruined building to ruined building keeping out of the mud as your mind races. Who was attacking? It couldn’t be the raiders. But it had to be. No one else would be this bold, at least no in this part of the country. Was it the prince? Was he actually a spy as you and your friends theorized and now they decided to strike to steal supplies? But they knew about the hidden rations and weapons. As you land on the roof of the community building and jump off into the fray, you push those thoughts aside. Not time to think, now was the time to get to work.https://youtu.be/4LuFBlUNoRYYou enter the brawl just as one of the guards was cut down. With a loud growl, you spin in mid air and slash down the man’s front. Armor and flesh as sliced open as easily as paper but your opponent doesn’t have time to scream in pain as you rise with a rising knee into the man’s abdomen, sending him flying several feet back. The man lands in the mud but doesn’t get up. As you duck under a blade, nearly invisible in the moonlight, you look around to see who else was on your side. You see several guards locking weapons with the attacker, their movements hindered by the mud. The attack doesn’t get a second chance to swing as you grab their free arm, pull it behind their back, and push their head down into the ground. They struggle to break free from your grip but a sharp jab in a pressure point and they go stiff. You turn to see Po fighting a group of the attackers. His fighting style is rudimentary but well practiced something you couldn’t hold against him. Even the deadliest of styles is useless if one doesn’t know the fundamentals and oftentimes it’s the basics that save one’s life.Po blocks a knife strike with a quick kick to the man’s arm but slips in the mud. What would have been a fatal mistake is salvaged when one of his flailing legs strikes the gut of another attacker by accident. Surprisingly Po shows a great sense of his own body when he rolls over to dodge another attack and uses his own weight to push down on a piece of wood causing the other end to snap up and strike his attacker in the chin. You remember doing something similar while fighting on the cursed pirate ship.
You can’t stay watching for long and you move through the mud with surprising grace to engage another set of enemies. Another of the guards is knocked down but you leap in to save them. You kick one of the assailants behind the knee, lift them up and toss them into the other attacker. You extend your hand to help the guard up. The guard, who you recognize as the pig who seemed to have a rather intense animosity spits mud and takes your hand with an angry grunt. “Should have let me died if I knew you were the one helping.” He says as he grabs his axe. “You can spit vitriol at me later.” You say hooking your foot behind you and into the gut of another invader. The guard follows up the invader staggering by burying his axe into the man’s neck. Blood sprays as the man falls and you can feel the stinging heat of it as droplets splash on you. The heat offers a sharp contrast to the cold rain and you’re unsure how to feel about it.>What do you do?>Say nothing. You can’t tell the man not to kill but there is something you can do. Do better. Make sure your attacks knock out your opponents and don’t give the guard a reason to kill them. Your style will be more brutal but broken bones are far better than not dying.>Call the guard out. Tell him he doesn’t have the right to kill them indiscriminately. He has to be better. Otherwise what’s the point of being a guard?>Leave the guard to his own devices. You won’t give them the opportunity or opening to allow them to kill.>Write in.
>>4624077>Do betterIn life or death, fight to survive. We have the luxury of choosing how we end our opponents because we have the skill. These guards don't.
>>4624077>Say nothing. You can’t tell the man not to kill but there is something you can do. Do better. Make sure your attacks knock out your opponents and don’t give the guard a reason to kill them. Your style will be more brutal but broken bones are far better than not dying.This is our path, not theirs. Also I doubt the guards have non-lethal training that would win against actual fighters and not drunks.
>>4624077>Say nothing. You can’t tell the man not to kill but there is something you can do. Do better. Make sure your attacks knock out your opponents and don’t give the guard a reason to kill them. Your style will be more brutal but broken bones are far better than not dying.What we need to do is focus on the fight not the guards. Faster we end it, the more lives we save
>>4624096>>4624097>>4624105We can't always change people. Sometimes the only thing we can do is be better. Writing
You don’t say anything. Instead, you clench your fist and backhand another of the attackers in the chin. You feel their jaw dislocate and they crumple to the ground, out cold. You move onward, leaving the pig to their own devices. You’re a blur against the rain, moving quickly and quietly. To anyone watching it was as if the rain didn’t touch you at all, as if you were gliding through the muddy ground rather than running through it. Your opponents stood no chance as you pounced on with cold precision. The guards were fighting to kill. That was something you could not change nor did you expect them to do otherwise. They weren’t trained like you were. They only wanted to protect themselves in the one way they knew how. That only meant that you had to be better. You could end the fight without killing. You could work to make this go by faster.Another attacker falls by your hand as you sweep their legs from underneath them then slam your heel into their sternum, shattering it and making it hard for them to move or breathe without intense pain. You follow up by leaping forward and striking another in the knee, dislocating it. As they fall you grab them around the throat and strike at their temple’s pressure point. Others see you as you dispatch their teammates and begin to charge you. You duck, leap and slide under various attacks each time returning the favor with your own. You break limbs, dislocate joints, and use your foes against one another as they all fall around you. You rise to face another but a white blur slams into their head and driving them into the mud. A flash of steel and two more fall clutching their legs. “We’re here!” Mind shouts, panting. “We got attacked too! Renshu stayed behind to try and hold a few back.” She adjusts her bag and looks around, wide eyed, trying to take everything in at once and probably not registering anything at all at the same time.>What do you do?>Tell Ming to run to the community building while you and Xin clear a path for her.>Lead Ming to the building yourself and let Xin hold people off.>Tell Ming to head behind the guard’s lines and tend to any wounded guardsmen.>Send Xin and Ming to the building while you search for Renshu or for any wounded guards to help led back to safety.>Write in.
>>4624209>Tell Ming to head behind the guard’s lines and tend to any wounded guardsmen.Getting combatants back into the fight seems wisest...
>>4624209>Get to guard lines>How many attacked you?I am torn between leaping to our brothers aid and trusting him to be fine.
>>4624668Once we have disabled everyone in the courtyard, we can go to Renshu and start picking up injured or sections of the town guard who are being dogpiled.
>>4624209>Lead Ming to the building yourself and let Xin hold people off.Xin should go help Renshu come here, the more of us are protecting the town the less danger it will be in.
>>4624329If this was a regular battle in a war, that took days and had multiple skirmshes, that would work. But this is an raid and all out attack, any guard that is down won't recover in time to help fight. But they still should be dragged back to the town hall for safety and treatment though.
>>4625127Maybe, but you know I actually want to fight in a battle with Xin, build our ability to teamwork in the heat of battle.
>>4624329>>4624668>>4625127Getting Ming to heal while Xin holds the line. Writing. Super busy today. Sorry for the late write in guys.
>>4625592Relax man, we arent going anywhere quickly. Still on page 2.
“We need to get Ming to the back line!” You shout over the fighting. Turning to your friend, you ask, “How many attacked you and Renshu?” Ming is still looking around wide eyed and distracted. You give her a shake. “Ming! You have to focus!” Ming snaps out of it with a scared yelp. “Ming, we need you. There’s injured people. How many more were out there?”“I-I don’t know.” She stammers. “There were at least half a dozen when Xin and I left and I think more were coming!” You nod and press Ming into your chest as you spin and kick another attacker in the abdomen. The man doubles over in pain before he’s knocked out by Xin Lan’s leaping roundhouse. Ming trembles in your arms and you call out to the rabbit. “Xin! Hold the line, I’m getting Ming to the guards. The guards are fighting to kill, take out as many attackers as fast as possible if we want to preserve lives on both sides!”“You got it boss!” Xin Lan calls back and they leap over you. Metal glints in their hands and you hear the sounds of several knives cutting through the air and the wet impact followed by the screams of pain as they land their mark. You pull Ming out of your grip and hold her shoulders. “It’s going to be ok.” You say. “Just run. I’ll keep you safe.” You turn her around and give her a gentle push to give her body a direction to go. Ming takes one nervous step, then another before her instincts and body catch up and she goes into a full sprint. You run after her, leaping to deliver another bone shattering kick to an attacker trying to take advantage of the chaos. Landing, you pivot on your heel and ram your elbow into the ribs of another. You feel them cave in from the impact and you grab their arm to use your wounded opponent as a club, slamming them into another enemy. Another charges at you but they howl in pain and fall grabbing their knee. Through the blood you can see another glint of metal sticking out of their kneecap.
The sounds of combat don’t seem to be dying down and the enemies seem endless but you and Ming push forward, running through ruined buildings. As you run through the third building, Ming trips on something. You run to pick her up and she screams. You turn to face what she’s pointing at and see the body of a dead guard. “It’s ok!” You shout and hold her. “It’s ok. Just keep going! We can’t do anything about that now!” Ming refuses to move, her mind in shock and you stand and carry her onwards, leaping over rubble and heading towards the guards. You run into more attackers, their blades almost glowing wickedly in the rainy moonlight. You press Ming closer to you and take a stance as a few more gather near you and surround you. You take a stance and wait as the group circles you. Just where were these people coming from? Was the entire raider army here? You mind races as you try to come up with an answer and one of the raiders presses their luck. They step forward but one of your hands vanishes for a moment before reappearing after it had collided with the man’s face. The raider’s metal helmet crumples and bone soon follows after as the man collapses. “You get one chance.” You growl. “Leave here in peace or stay and be broken.” The raiders around you simply laugh. It was a haughty laugh. One of arrogance and of ignorance. They didn’t understand you and perhaps they thought you were begging for your life. You tense up, ready for another attack from any angle and then it happens.It’s almost as if time itself had stopped. As if the rain had stopped falling but over the din of battle you hear it. Faintly at first. The sounds of small footsteps running across the rain soaked ground, making small splashes with every step. The gentle, almost soothing, sound of rain striking a hollow bamboo pole. It brings back memories of when you were younger. How that sound helped you sleep after a long day of practice. Then comes the fury. The snapping sound of the very same bamboo cutting through air and whipping around, snapping as it strikes it’s target. For the second time today, another small blur lands in your vicinity. Orange this time, it swings a staff and strikes one of the raiders in the head. The man doesn’t have the time to fall before in one fluid motion the red panda lands and sweeps the staff under the legs of another then jumps. The bamboo sings as wind flows through it’s hollow core as it’s spun impossibly fast and cracks once more once it strikes another target. In a single motion, 3 raiders fall to the ground, out cold. Standing besides you is the man who taught you everything, the man who took you in and the one you betrayed. Standing next to you, was Master Shifu.>What do you do?>Tell Shifu to fend off the attackers while you get Ming to safety.>Place Ming down, ask shifu to get her to the community building so she can heal the injured.>Stand with Shifu and finish off the attackers.>Write in.
>>4625713>Get ming to the Community hall, she is the best healer in miles and they will allow you in. I'll hold them off.We can say more later, but for now try to avoid our awkwardness and give him our priorities.
>>4625713Seconding this >>4625721They won't question Shifu and waste time like they would with us.
>>4625721>>4625735Shifu has the best relations with the villagers. He can take Ming. You can talk to him properly later. Writing
You set Ming down. “Take her to the community center.” You tell Shifu. “She’s the best healer for miles if not all of China. We have wounded and she can tend to them but only you can get her past the guards. I’ll cover you.” Shifu gives you a brief look but...you can’t bring yourself to look at him in the eyes. Not right now. The man nods and grabs Ming’s hand.“Come on. Let’s go.” He says. “Ming go with my dad.” You say. “He’ll keep you safe. Now go!” You shout and leap at the raiders. You land on one of them and bring them down with your weight. As the two of you fall, you claw at the man’s face before driving the knuckles of your middle fingers into your opponent’s temples. Rolling off the body, you scoop some mud into your palm and flick it into the eyes of the nearest raider. Her hands instinctively go to her face, leaving her body exposed. You unleash a flurry of blows into her exposed body. Kicks to her knees, jabs to the kidneys, open palm strikes into the liver before ending her misery with a brutal chop to the neck. Your strike breaks through her meager defenses and she collapses into a quivering mass. The others shout, though you're unsure if they’re shouting in angry over their companion or in surprise at your sudden movements. The closest one swings a large axe. The large hunk of metal misses as you duck under it and smashes into the remains of a stone wall, shattering it. You move in to take advantage of the opening but stop as you bring your hands down to grab the arm of another raider who swung their blade at you. Even then you continue moving because the attack is followed up with stab. The raider you blocked tries to impale you with a dagger in her free hand. You stop it with a kick to her wrist but by then the first raider has torn his axe free from the rock and mud. He thrusts his axe at you, attempting to use the spike between the blades to stab you. This forces you to shove the woman out of the way and throw yourself backwards lest you both become impaled. You land in the cold mud but you receive no respite when you see the axe head coming down towards your open chest. Acting on pure instinct, you roll in the mud to close the gap and the shaft of the axe. Even then, you sink deeper into the mud as the axe man pushes you down with his sheer strength. The woman runs at you to finish you off but you squeeze harder, snapping the axe shaft in two. You turn, wrapping your tail around the axe man’s leg and tripping him before thrusting the broken shaft of the axe into the woman’s chin. Her eyes roll up and her body goes limp.
The axe wielder screams, this time in true rage, and charges you. His heavy hands find themselves around your neck, and his thick fingers begin to squeeze. Even so, you feel no pressure around your throat. You slowly stand out of the mud and the man’s eyes widen in fear. The last thing he sees are two glowing yellow eyes and he hears a growl before you bring both hands in and clap him in both ears. Your opponent slumps to the grounds leaving you the lone survivor of the fight.>What do you do?>Go find Xin. See if they’re doing ok.>Go meet up with Po. He seemed to have a bulk of the raiders. He might need help.>Find Renshu. You haven’t seen him since you gathered supplies.>Meet up with Ming. Make sure she’s safe.>Write in.
>>4625814>Find Renshu. You haven’t seen him since you gathered supplies.Need to make sure he joined the rest of the battle.Then we go kick the shit of the raider leader together just like we did in the dream/vision/past/magic bullshit.
>>4625814Jesus tai lung, I think you did more than physical damage with that rising from the ground trick.>Find Renshu firstThe man is the immovable wall, but the immovable wall was being swarmed.
>>4625817>>4625820Finding Renshu. Writing.
You spend no time waiting around for another attack. Instead, you run towards your camp. You haven't seen Renshu since you left after getting resupplied. Ming said they were about 6 raiders who attacked them if not more. In either case he should have returned. The sounds fighting had quieted down but that only makes you worry. Something was wrong. If this was a raid, then where were the other raiders. There was no way an army was this small and where was their leader? Had they split up? Maybe an internal schism?Your thoughts are interrupted by shouting and the sound of bone breaking. Screaming pierces the night prompting you to hurry over to the source. You hear the sounds of running, frantic and panicked. As you turn the corner, a raider crashes into you. Despite being the enemy, the raider grabs you by the legs and sobs into them. He shouts frantically at you, pointing behind them, begging in a language you can’t understand. You’re unsure of what to do. They were the enemy but in this state, you were unsure if you could even call them that. They continue to plead at you and all you can do is quietly jab them in a pressure point to knock them out. You drop the man and quickly make your way in the direction they came. As you approach the camp, you find it littered with bodies. Fallen raiders were scattered around and as you slowly approached the camp, their injuries became more and more severe. What started as Chi strikes slowly increased to brute force knockouts, dislocated joints and finally broken bones and nonlethal weapon injuries. In the center of it all was Renshu. They lean against a wall favoring their right leg, shirt hanging around their waist and panting heavily. Despite the rain, their clothing and fur were stained with blood. Their left arm hangs uselessly at their side and their eyes eager for another altercation. Next to him was a raider holding their arm and slumped on the ground, screaming with bone sticking out of their knee and elbow.You walk, rather brashly, up to Renshu and stand in front of him. The two of you lock eyes and all the man says is, “No one died.”>What do you say?>Ask Renshu what he means by that.>Ask if there are any more raiders nearby.>Say nothing and pick up the rabbit. The fight is over, he needs medical attention.>Write in.Maybe pet the bun
>>4625918>Hug your blood brother, and tell him that his fight is over. He should go get medical attention while you knock out the rest so they don't need to suffer.There's a time to talk about the brutality, but that isn't now.
>>4625918>Say nothing and pick up the rabbit. The fight is over, he needs medical attention.Give him a nod and a smile, time to run to the community center.
>>4625937I support.Maybe add something to the effect of echoing his words "nobody died"
>>4625937>>4626130Support.To be fair, the raiders are pretty brutal
>>4626275Other people's evil doesn't excuse us from using evil means. But he didn't kill any of them, which is a step up for him in a stressful situation. Now if we can move to less brutal methods that don't make a raider sob into the foot of his enemy could be nice. But maybe there is context we are missing.
>>4626287The root of Renshu problems was the bloodlust that took over him when fighting, and he managed to rein it back.Now it's just the matter to refine his fighting style to be less brutal, because he probably was taught to be only lethal by the assassins.
>>4626321I know the root problem and I'm proud that he was able to do so.But as it is, just outlining the next step in his path, to mend his style to his new sensibilities. Which really should only take removing a few muscle memories to make it less violent.
Just remember, He did it for you. >>4625937>>4626023>>4626275No picking up the strong bunny. But hugs are ok. Writing.
>>4626560Uh Luo, I think we are carrying him but giving him a hug first.I don't think the man can walk.
>>4626582That...makes more sense. You can put people out of their misery as you walk. I read the supported votes as telling him to go while you knock out the people in pain. My bad
>>4626591I read it as "You did good bro, now I'm gonna Chi strike these guys out, then lets get you to hospital, because you are in no state to move"Bit up to interpretation, sorry for throwing you off your stride
>>4626594It's all good. No harm done.
You let out a breath of relief before walking over the bodies of the raiders towards Renshu. You pull your brother into a hug and hold him close. "No one died." You echo, burying his face in your chest. "No one ever has to die. Come on...let's go get you treated." You say quietly and lift the injured rabbit into your arms. Renshu tenses up but doesn't hiss or make a noise from the pain. Instead he takes it all with quiet contemplation though it doesn't stop his face from wincing and scrunching up. Once you have him resting in your arms, Renshu breathes freely as the pain subsides somewhat. You could leave. The pain and misery around you were all the raider's doing. They had brought it upon themselves by attacking a peaceful settlement. The villagers here barely had a building they could call home and had done nothing wrong to these attackers. But something wouldn't let you. These men were evil and that much was true but their evil wasn't an excuse for you to be malicious. Even one's darkest hour, a person deserved some measure of peace.You begin your journey back with the macabre task of knocking out everyone around you. With rabbit in one arm, you lean down and quietly tap the raiders in their neck. Two fingers and a bit of Chi was all it took. You can't help but notice how easy it was to take a man's life. All it took was just a bit more malice, a bit more force. How much effort did you and your friends put to stop them? How easy was it to slip up. As with these kinds of questions, you have no answer. You are not a philosopher and all you can do is believe that you were doing the right thing. All throughout, Renshu stays quiet and once you finish, you begin to head back. The sounds of fighting have quieted down, and all that accompanies you is the sound of rain.Renshu stirs slightly and his ears move around. "It seems like it's becoming a habit that I find myself in your arms." He says. "I'm not sure what will be worse. The fact that my condition that will upset Ming and Xin or the fact that Xin will tease me about having to be carried back afterwards.">What do you say?>Tell Renshu that he seems confident everyone else is ok.>Ask Renshu about something.>Say that he should save his energy for now. Things might not be over yet.>Write in.
>>4626644>you seem confident that everyone is alright>I'm proud of you Renshu, you restrained yourself without any prompting>The battle isnt over, speed up as much as we can to get Renshu to ming so we can get back to helping out
>>4626644>The worst part will be when Ming scolds you afterwards. She’s easily the scariest of us.
>>4626675Yes she is. I'll add it to mine.
>>4626644>Say that he should save his energy for now. Things might not be over yet.>And Xin will tease me about carrying you, and I'm actually looking forward to it. Guess this is what family does to one another.
>>4626675>>4626680>>4626782Take these votes. Ming is scary but maybe this is what family is like. Writing
“You seem pretty confident that everyone is alright.” You say.“Of course.” He replies. “You’re content. Had anything happened to the others, then I doubt you would have let those men live let alone hugged me.” You swallow nervously.“You really think that?” You ask.Renshu goes quiet. “...no.” He says quietly. “You’re a far better man than me. But I would have felt it in you. You’re anger, your rage. The bottomless sorrow. You’re an open book to me.” He replies. “It’s odd but I can read you far better than I can anyone else.”“I’m not that hard of a person to read.” You admit. “I don’t think of myself as a complex person.”“Most people don’t see how complex they can really be but it’s not a matter of complexity. It simply is. I can read you the easiest.” The rabbit says placing their dangling arm on their lap. “You’re confused and your energy is all over the place. You’re happy, presumably because everyone you care about is ok but in that happiness there’s doubt. Something’s come up. Something you’ve been wanting to avoid but now you can’t. You’re father has arrived, hasn’t he?”You sigh. You didn’t really want to admit it but he was right. Despite admitting you weren’t as complex, there was something unnerving about how Renshu could read people. It was on a level beyond even their younger sibling. Before you can answer, Renshu seems to give you a way out of the conversation as he says, “It’s funny. I can read you better than anyone but I can’t read Xin Lan at all. Most people would think I should be able to read family the best but it turns out that the man who adopted me is the one I can read best.” He says amused.“That might be something to think about some other time.” You say. “You should save your energy because Ming is going to give us a lecture once her worry dies down. If there is anything to fear, it’s that. Although you are right. Xin is going to tease someone but I’m sure it will be me. Oddly though, I’m looking forward to it...maybe that’s what it means to be family.” Renshu laughs.“Perhaps. I wouldn’t know.” He says. “All I know is from stories and common statements.” He stays quiet for a moment. “...but I hope it is.” He adds curling up in your arms and closing his eyes. You gently pet Renshu’s head as he sleeps.“I’m proud of you.” You whisper. “...I can only hope that you’ll be proud of me too.”---You pick up the pace and in a few seconds Xin Lan leaps next to you and runs alongside you. They see the bundle in your arms and they merely ask, “Are they dead?”
“No.” You respond. “That’s not what we do.” Xin Lan doesn’t reply but they put their weapons away and remain silent as the three of you make your way to the community home. Two guards stand in front of the door, weapons draw and you can see a third on the roof keeping watch. You approach the door and unsurprisingly the two guards cross their weapons to bar your passage. “We have someone wounded.” You say simply. “You have our medic. I don’t care what you’re going to say. Let us in.”“No.” One of the guards says. “We just saved you all!” Xin Lan shoots back. “If it weren’t for us, you’d all be dead. Step aside.”“Xin is right. This man just risked his life for you. You say we’re monsters but are you willing to let a man die? Even after he showed you compassion?” You demand.“He’s a friend of yours and if there’s one less of you then good riddanc-” The other guard says but is cut off when he feels a blade under his chin. Xin Lan holds the japanese sword next to the guard’s throat. “Let us in.” They say quietly. “Or I’ll trade your life for his.” The other moves to try and position his weapon but Xin Lan glares at them. A real glare. You can feel the malice and anger flow within the small rabbit. Not just an act but pure rage. “Don’t make it two lives because believe me, neither one of you are worth a hair on his body.”The guard withers under the rabbit’s look and you move to try and calm Xin Lan before the doors burst open. “What is going on here?!” Shifu shouts.“Master Shifu!” The guard stammers. “We were just keeping watch like you told us then these two started threatening us! He’s holding him hostage!” He says trying to point to Xin Lan’s sword but the bloodied rabbit had already lowered it. Nonetheless, Xin Lan hadn’t sheathed the blade. The two guards look surprised but still continue their raving. “Not only that but it’s Tai Lung! He’s really escaped!”“I’m well aware of who is standing in front of me, guardsman. I have eyes.” Shifu replies. “Eyes that can see he is holding someone injured. Last I checked, your duties were to protect and serve. That includes those who are injured while defending lives. Are we clear?”“But Master Shifu-”“I said, ARE. WE. CLEAR?” Shifu repeats himself. The nods with much restraint.“Yes...Master shifu.” He says.“Good. These three are under my watch.” He says walking up to you and examining your group. “I have word to speak with them.” He turns around to enter but quickly taps Xin Lan on the wrist with his staff. “Put that sword away, rabbit. You’ll scare the civilians.” Xin Lan quietly sheathes the blade but you can still feel the anger coming off of them. They shoot one last look at the guards and the two of you enter.
>What do you do?>Ask Shifu what the situation is. Best you get a grasp on what you’re dealing with.>Find Ming. Above all else, you have to make sure Renshu is ok.>Ask Xin Lan if he can help Renshu find Ming. You need to speak with Shifu.>Write in.
>>4627156>Find Ming. Above all else, you have to make sure Renshu is ok.Time to tell Ming to only heal the civilians. (Just a joke).
>>4627165Also tell Xin to not threaten people with murder. We only threaten broken bones and irreversible body damage in this group.
>>4627156>Ask Xin Lan if he can help Renshu find Ming. You need to speak with Shifu.I think it'll help get Xin's mind off of his anger.
>>4627156>Ask Xin to find Ming>Tell him to avoid getting in more conflict
>>4627383I have a feeling that had Shifu not shown up, after we calmed down Xin then there were going to be two chi strikes waiting for the pair of tits on duty before the next five minutes were out.
>>4627156>Find Ming. Above all else, you have to make sure Renshu is ok.We can speak with Xin after Renshu is safe. Thank God Shifu is here. Knowing our real Identity before doing anything is a goddamn hassle
>>4627579The Xin option is telling him to take Renshu to Ming while we deal with Shifu rather than just talking to him.And yeah, you never realize how much being utterly hated and feared makes dealing with people harder when you are trying to be nice.Thank god Xeubue exists to mitigate that problem.
>>4627165>>4627178>>4627383>>4627579Seems like we're tied with handing off Renshu to Xin to find Ming. Or finding ming ourselves.
>>4627926flip a coin for it?1 = hand off2 = "Sorry dad, I need to make sure Renhu is alright" and then get scolded so much that the villagers feel sorry for us.
Rolled 1 (1d2)>>4627948Sounds fair to me. Talk to dad or talk to team mom. Time to flip1: Go see dad2: Go see Ming
You lean down to pet Xin Lan's head but their hand snaps up and grabs your wrist. "No." They say squeezing, hard. If it was anyone else, you're sure their wrist would be shattered from the force. "Not right now." You quietly twist your wrist and gently hold Xin Lan's hand. "It's ok Xin." You say kneeling down. "It's ok. But you can deal with your anger later. Right now we need to get your brother to Ming. Find her. I need to speak to my father. Make sure that we don't get kicked out of the rain before we can get some healing." Xin Lan looks at you. Their eyes full of fury and anger but worst of all confusion. Xin Lan was angry, frustrated but most of all vulnerable."I don't want to." They say, voice breaking. "I want to talk to you."You pull Xin Lan into a tight hug. "We will." You say. "We will. But family comes first. We need to make sure Ming and Renshu are ok. It's ok to vent and to let it all out. It's healthy but not if it puts those we care about in danger. We will talk. I promise you." You help Xin Lan take Renshu. "Now go. Find Ming."Xin Lan gives you one last look, take their brother, and leave. You stand up and look around. The community hall was well kept but very worn. It was very obvious that this was used as the town's only living area. Half a dozen tables were running along a wall and the chairs were pilled ontop. You can see a makeshift kitchen in one corner and a large fireplace close by. Right now, all the towns folk were huddled in a corner near the fire or off in some corner. All of them wet, worried, and scared. You can hear various whispers around you as they try to keep quiet and not look at you. Among all this, you can't really see a sleeping area.Rather than get lost in looking around you follow the small figure of your father as they head to the back of the building. In the back there seems to be a door that leads to what you assuming might be a dormitory of some kind. As the two of you walk, neither of you say anything. You're unsure where your going but once Shifu opens the door, you can see a small hall with various doors that lead to a few other rooms. You continue to follow the smaller man, neither of you making a sound and your footsteps absolutely silent. Only the rain provides a break to the opressing silence. >What do you say?>Ask Shifu if he has any information on the raiders. Maybe he saw something on his way here.>Ask if he thinks if the attack is over.>Don't say anything. You're not sure what to say or do now that this time has come.>Write in.
>>4628048>Ask Shifu if he has any information on the raiders. Maybe he saw something on his way here.>Ask if he thinks if the attack is over.Share info first, heart to heart later.
>>4628048>Ask if he Thinks the attack is over.>It is good to see him, face to face rather than from afar or through letter.I don't think he has any information from coming here. But if the attack is over, then we can move on to heart to heart.Much as TL is bad at emotions, he does need to confront them here.
>>4628058I feel really shit about leaving Xin while they are stuggling with a new emotion, but we do need to talk to our father. Both on practical matters, like if the attack is over or how many people are injured or what he plans to do now that escaped super villain Tai Lung is standing before him. And on personal matters, namely how much we've missed him.
>>4628058I'll add>Ask what the damage to the town and villigars isAfter if he thinks the attack is over.
>>4628052>>4628058>>4628067Taking these. writing.
pit pat pit patThe sounds of rain pattering against the root was the only sound that filled the small room. If it wasn't for the small sleeping bag on the ground, you'd have confused it for a closet. You take a sip of your tea. pat pat pit patBitter and cold. Just like Shifu always drank it. You always remembered him meditating before drinking his tea. He always said it was to wait for it to cool down but you knew he always removed the pot well before training started. pit pat pit patIt seemed like the night would never end either. There was a single candle on the small table between the two of you to give ilumination to the room. For some reason it only served to make the room feel much smaller. Shifu finally takes a sip from his cup. You do the same if only to give yourself something to do.Pit pit pat patYou shiver but you're unsure if it's from the chill of the rain, nerves, or a cold you're catching. You take another sip. It doesn't go down any easier. You wonder how Renshu manages to drink his tea. You wonder if he'll be ok. He didn't look that hurt. Or were you simply worrying to keep your mind off of the situation at hand.pit pat pit-You clear your throat, unable to bear the silence any longer. Shifu raises his eyes from his mug, almost lazily, to look at you. They were anything but lax. Focused and sharp, they studied you and even in his old age, they never gave away what he was truly thinking. Part of you wishes you were being yelled at Ming right now. You clear your throat again. "Sorry." You say quietly and considering staying quiet but instead you speak some more. "Do you think the attack is over?" You ask being unable to make yourself say anything else."No." Shifu replies. Your heart sinks a bit. Oogway probably would have answered with a question or some vague reply that would prompt you to think. But your father was nothing like Oogway. Direct and to the point he gave you what you wanted. You take another sip.shhhhhhhhhhThe rain picks up and grows heavier. You're tempted to meditate and ask the sprites to make it stop or to see if they were having fun but that would be running away. "I...didn't think so either." You admit. "There's not enough of them." Shifu takes another sip and gives you an inquisitive look. You feel compelled to answer. "I saw them...in a vision. I'm sure Mei Ling must have told you what we found at Yunnan.""I seem to recall mentions of a ritual circle." Shifu replies."Yes...it was devised by a woman. Probably part of the royal courts. It contained the memories of all those who perished in the attack. My frien- my brother and I saw what occured during the attack." You say. "There was far more during that attack than here. We also haven't seen their leader. The female snow leopard." You quickly take a sip again and suppress a cough as you accidentally inhale some of the bitter drink.
Booom!Thunder cracks the night sky after a flash of lightning. "I see." Shifu replies simply. Another moment of silence. "The attack seemed intended to press us." Shifu replies. "Testing our defenses. Why they didn't simply overwhelm us is something to meditate on...you do still meditate do you?" He ask albeit somewhat coldly."Yessir." You reply reflexively. It seemed like old habits died hard."Then it seems like some things stuck." He replies, mostly to himself."What's the damage?" You ask. "To the town and villagers.""We don't know." Shifu replies. "Manage of the villagers were hurt and a few died according to the guards. It was the screams that alerted them into action. It was lucky there were some on patrol. Had they been on their regular patrols. All the guards would have been asleep. Seems like something made them change their patterns."You say nothing and raise your mug to your mouth.>What do you do?>Ask Shifu why he left the village. Po mentioned he was looking for information on the prince.>Ask Shifu if he's heard from The Five. Perhaps they might have info on the raiders.>Tell Shifu about the things you found here. Maybe he can help.>Thank Shifu for the help at the door. Tell him about your friends.>Get to the point. Tell your dad you're sorry.>Write in.
>>4628199>Thank him for the help on the door, Our friends health means more than we can express.>Tell him about Xin last, then use that to lead on to what we found in the village.>Get to the point.The silence is worse than all the screaming and shouting in the world.
>>4628199>Get to the point. Tell your dad you're sorry.
>>4628199Oh and for the record, Po has once again, completely by accident and fortunate divine intervention, saved an entire fucking village. All by telling them our sodding name.This is the power of the dragon warrior.
>>4628243>completely by accident and fortunate divine intervention, saved an entire fucking villageFunny you should say that. TL did the same thing. Because of the "unexpected" rain, the Raiders couldn't carry their plans of lighting the town house on fire. The one with everyone in it.
>>4628260>No social grace and playing tag with spirit children averted a slaughterBAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
>>4628199>Tell Shifu about the things you found here. Maybe he can help.>Thank Shifu for the help at the door. Tell him about your friends.Hug your dad already Tai Lung.
>>4628311imagine if we kept playing tag>sudden hurricane results in the deaths of 300 raiders caught unprotected against the severe weather
>>4628205>>4628213>>4628328 Alright. Let's get this show on the road. Time to interrupt bonding with another attack. Time for Ming to strike. Writing.
>>4628353DAMNIT MING, WAIT UNTIL AFTER WE APPOLOGISE!
You look out the small window. It was almost impossible to see anything through the curtains of rain. You raise your mug to your mouth once more only to find it empty. Not wanting to seem gluttonous or ungrateful, you akwardly set the cup down and place your hands on your lap. The silence once again begins to permetate the room once more. Rather than let the quiet overwhelm the conversation again you speak up, "I-...I mean my friends and I found something buried here. A note book and a map. It's written in some stange langauge. We've been trying to translate it. My friends think they're dates that have something to do with the raiders movements between ruined towns...though I guess it doesn't matter much now." You admit."How do you know these weren't left behind on purpose?" Shifu asks pouring themselves a drink."We found the corpse of one of the raiders near the buried safe. The book was on her." You explain. "Have you found anything that can help us? Perhaps a way to decode it?""No." Shifu replies. "Nothing that we've found pointed to their language being the key to finding them.""So what have you found?" Shifu goes quiet for a while then looks outside to avoid your gaze."Nothing." He admits quiet. "We've found nothing. Of all the towns we've visited near the attacks, none could give us the information we wanted. All we got was what we already knew. There's a bandit army attacking towns and they're lead by a snow leopard. Most of the survivors have left the area, presumably to live with family elsewhere in China. Those that remained were too busy running to notice anything."
"Oh..." Accidentally grabbing your empty mug to sip again, you try to keep the conversation going. "...Thanks." You say. Shifu gives you an inquisitive look. "For what you did at the door I mean. My friend's mean more to me than I can say." You admit. "...they've been with me from the start. When I first made my way to the city almost a year ago." You start to explain but for some reason you can't stop. "It's funny...when I first met them, Xin and Ming, I mean. They...weren't anything to me. Just more people that I could use to my advantage or at least...people who had something I needed. At least in Ming's case. She was just someone I could get jobs from. Xin was different." You almost chuckle at the memory. "They attacked me and I threatened to dismember them. It's weird how things turn out. All it takes is an ancient beast from a time before civilization to bond a group together. Little did we know that wouldn't be the last time we'd be thrown into danger..." You pause for a moment. "But...they stuck with me. No matter how hard it got or how scary it was..." You sniff and your eyes sting. "They stood by me. They trusted me. They knew who I was and...and even then they trusted me. During my lowest moments they did what they could to pull me out of it. They never judged me or blamed me." You rub your eyes with your palm. "That's why I'll do anything for them. If I have to grovel on the ground, if I have to break myself to do it. I'll make sure they all achieve their goals. Xin, Ming, Renshu. They're good people. A few of them were bad people before. I can't deny that. But they're better than me. They didn't have a choice and I did. They were forced to do the things they did and I choose to do what I did." Tears sting your eyes and they run down your cheeks."They're my friends dad. They didn't treat me like some kind of monster when they knew who I was. They pushed me to be a better person even if they didn't realize it. If there weren't in my life, I don't know how I would have ended up. Would I even be here? Would I have gone back to who I was?" Shifu's stoic demenor cracks. He glances around nervously, unsure of how to proceed."I-I see...I'm certain that they are as good of people as you say they were." He says uneasily. You shake your head.
"I've gone to hell...I've been to the gates of judgement and suffered for what seemed like an eternity. I came out a broken man. Shaken and full of doubt...and they still didn't abandon me. I've died for them. When I had the chance to to stop. To abandon one of them and live...I couldn't. I didn't understand it then but I still pushed myself until it cost me everything. And still it's not enough to repay all they've done for me. They're everything to me..." You drop to your knees and place your head on the floor.. "...and it's because of them that I've come far enought to say. I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry for what I have done. Nothing I could say or do will ever change what I did but I'm sorry. I just wanted to make you proud. All my life I wanted to make you proud. You took me in when I was a child. You raised me as your own. I just wanted to be like you. I just wanted to make you happy. Being the dragon warrior. Being a hero. It was so I could show you, how much you meant to me. Along the way something changed and it doesn't matter how or why it happened because I already went down that path. All I want you to know is that you mean everything to me. That I'm doing all I can to make up for what I done." Tears stream down your face but you're no longer ashamed. It had been 20 years. 20 years of pent up anger and fear. 20 year of regret. Today was the day you'd say everything without shame. If this was your last chance to speak with your father then you'd give him everything you had. "I'm sorry dad. I'm sorry that you'll never be able to say you're proud of me. I'm sorry that I took everything you taught me and turned it all wrong. That I've tainted all the memories of us together. I took advantage of your trust and love. I understand if you never want to speak to me again but if this is the last time we'll talk then I want to let you know that no matter what happens, I'll always consider you my father even if you don't see me as your son."Shifu goes quiet as he slowly stands up. He moves towards the window with his back towards you. Clenching his fists he says, "You're sorry? 20 long years and all you've thought about is how sorry you were?"You nods slowly as his words hit you harder than anything you've every felt. "Yes..." You say quietly. "I was angry in prison but even then...in the darkest corners of my mind I couldn't put out my true feelings of shame and sorrow. It was hidden under anger but I could never deny it. My fury was just an excuse to not face it."Shifu's breath grows heavy. "20 years...20 years of feeling sorry..."You raise your head a bit to look at your father, your heart sinking. "Yes..." You repeat. Shifu turns around to face you, tears running down his face."20 years...when I should have been me that should be apologizing." He says, his voice breaking. You sniff, confused."You?...no but..." You say confused.
"I failed you Tai Lung." He says. "All those years ago, I failed you. As a teacher, as a master, as your father. I saw you...I saw what you were becoming. I saw the darkness in your heart and I didn't stop you. Instead I pushed you. My pride refused to see that I was hurting you, that I was setting you up for all of this. In my vanity, in my conceit, all I could see what the master I had created." Shifu closes his eyes and looks away, unable to look you in the eye. "I saw your talent and I changed. As you grew up I changed. It stopped being about raising my son. About being proud of why my boy had acomplished and it became about being able to brag about you. I would never do it but just having the ability to say I raised the greatest master had clouded my mind." Shifu cries. "And at the height of my cruelty...when I thought I couldn't wrong you anymore..."When I could have saved you. When I could have done any other thing after you attacked the Valley..." You father falls to his knees sobbing openly. "I opted to try and kill you. You gave me everything you could...devoted your entire life and the moment you made a mistake...all I could think was to end your life. I don't know if it was to hide my shame or because I feared what you would think of me...I don't know why...Why I couldn't hold my hand out and try to save you." Shifu grits his teeth and punches the ground. "And I couldn't even do that...I was a coward...a coward who couldn't even face their own son and follow through with their fool of a plan. If it hadn't been for Oogway..." He cries shaking his head. "...I locked you away...I tired to forget about you. But every night I still remembered that look in your eyes. That look of betrayal. Because deep down I knew...it wasn't about the dragon scroll. That wasn't the look of you not getting your way. It was the look of a son who realized their father had failed them. I could have visited. I could have tried to apologize...to try and make things right. But I was still to arrogant." Shifu shakes his head. "Even after your escape...even after hearing all those things you've done. I couldn't...I wouldn't go after you. To make things right."You sob, unsure of what to say. You want to say that it's not his fault. That even if he had tried to do something you would have rejected him. The blame lies on you not him but words fail you. You can't find the word to express yourself or how much Shifu means to you. Instead you do the only thing can do. You pull your father into a hug and cry. Shifu's thin arms tighten around you and he finally breaks the last of your ability to hold back tears. "I'm proud of you Tai Lung. I'm so so proud. You're a hero. You've saved lives. Nothing I could say could convey how much you mean to me my son. You don't have to try anymore.">What do you do/say?>It's probably cry>Write in.
>>4628696>I love you dadKeep it nice and simple
>>4628696>"The next time we meet...let's have noodles."
>>4628696Just keep hugging him in silence, a shared moment will speak much more than any words.
>>4628696>I love you dad>Cry.
>>4628694>To abandon one of them and live... I couldn'tThough technically, we've made that choice twice.Renshu most recently but Xin on the ship, where we leapt back to Ming, got patched up and then went back to save them.I love our friends, I really do.
I love you OP.
Busy day today guys. Won't be able to post til late. Seems like you guys want to just say I love you dad. And hugs. Lots of hugs. Hope you're enjoying the quest so far. I know its been a bit more slower paced.
>>4629738The quest has been a blast boss, first one to make me stop lurking.>>4629242Turns out Luo was best girl all along.
>>4629770He is the pure boi, which he apparently got from his father. Their ability to emote emotion is limited until great passion takes them.>>4629738Chill out mang, I'm invested in the emotion here, and mildly expecting tigress to burst through the door and dropkick up in the chin like she did last time.Because no way was it Crane who did that
>>4628753>>4628986>>4629140>>4628934Hugs, crying, saying the L word. The whole shebang. Writing.>>4629242>>4629770Thanks. I will accept title of best girl.
You hold your father tightly and bury your face on his head. How many years had it been since you've felt his embrance? How many years had it been since you were this open with him? "I love you dad." You whisper. Shifu's arms tighten around you as the two of you continue to weep openly. "I missed you, my son." Shifu replies. "There was not a day that went by where I didn't miss you."You inhale sharply at that but can't bring yourself to say anything. Nothing you could think of could adequately capture how much that meant to you.---The two of you stay there, holding one another, listening to the rain fall. You're unsure how long the two of you held each other but it was as if you were trying to make up for lost time, for words unsaid. Eventually, the tears die down and the two of you let go. "I don't....I'm not sure what to say..." You admit. Shifu steps back and gives you a soft smile. "I must admit...I am also quite poor with words." He says."Guess the peach doesn't fall far from it's tree, does it?" You say weakly."No but I suppose I am also at fault for giving you a weak sense of humor as well." He muses."You never really were much for jokes." You admit."I could only loose so many whiskers to you when you were growing up." He admits amused. "After that I learned my lesson about making you laugh as a baby." You chuckle. "I suppose Oogway didn't help. He always was trying to make me laugh." You say."As it so happens, Oogway didn't have whiskers to lose." Shifu replies before going quiet. His face saddens a bit before he asks. "Did you...did you truly meet him?" He asks. You nod solemly. "I did." "How...how was he?" He asks a bit desperately. >What do you say?>Tell him that Oogway was fine. He seemed happy and content.>Tell Shifu about Kai and what happened in the spirit realm. Oogway was happy but he had to face his past.>Say that Oogway was as enigmatic as ever. You could never really tell what he hid behind that peaceful smile.>Write in.
>>4630438>Tell him about kaiDeath and transcendence wlnt change the old grand master.
>>4630438>Tell Shifu about Kai and what happened in the spirit realm. Oogway was happy but he had to face his past.
>>4630438>Tell Shifu about Kai and what happened in the spirit realm. Oogway was happy but he had to face his past.Turns out even the wise turtle made mistakes.
>>4630800>>4630863>>4630934Talking about Oogway. Writing.
"He was fine." You almost nostalgically. "As happy and enigmatic as always." You tell Shifu the full details of your time in Eureka. With no paper to limit you, you tell him every details from your training to your dealings with Kai. "When I last saw Kai, he had taken the dragon's offer to visit the underworld to find some kind of redemption." You conclude. "I've not heard of him since."Shifu nods and slides his hands into his sleeves. During your tale he had sat down and pours himself some tea but his drink remained untouched as he listened closely to every word you spoke. "To think he was so affected by the wars but he never confided about it to me." He says."I don't think he would have told anyone had the situation not demanded it." You admit. "It seemed to be something that hurt him deeply. Finding out that his decision to banish Kai only made things worse probably made things worse for him as well." You think for a moment. "It seems like we all must face our past one way or another.""Oogway always did say 'One often meets their destiny on their way to avoid it.'" Shifu replies. "Perhaps it was only a matter of time that he faced his or perhaps he always knew that one day he would have to come to face his old friend once more." Shifu gives you a small smile. "I'm sure he was glad to have you at his side when the time came.""Perhaps..." You say. "I like to imagine that one day the two will meet again as friends. If for nothing else than to say goodbye.""I believe they will but just as Master Oogway faced his. You must go to yours. They are probably waiting for you." Shifu says though his eyes betray his true feelings.>What do you say?>Say that you can stay a while longer.>Tell Shifu to come with you. You can introduce him to the others.>Say that you'll be back soon. You still want to keep talking.>Write in.
>>4631361>Tell Shifu to come with you. You can introduce him to the others.
>>4631361>Tell Shifu to come with you, you can introduce him."My father should meet my family, if only once."And we need to speak to Xin and help them with their rage.And it may stain Shifu's reputation slightly but he needs to at least meet Renshu.
>>4631361>Tell Shifu to come with you. You can introduce him to the others.He helped Renshu get the treatment he needs, so the bunnies will like dad, and Ming has a heart of gold.
>>4631407Wait, if we are blood-brothers with Renshu, does that make Shifu his step-dad too?
>>4631408Sort of.Technically speaking, they are of no family relation. Blood brothers are not a legally recognized form of bonding into a family and have no legal recourse or claim on inheretance.But by our acts and attitude, they may as well be.
>>4631408I guess? I suppose it would depend on Renshu if he considers Shifu his dad though knowing him, he would politely decline calling him that seeing as he's a stranger to him at the moment. Course...you could always marry Xin or Renshu to make it legal
>>4631420What this anon said. You swore a blood other to consider each others as close as family. While it's not recognized legally, anyone who hears about it or sees the two interact will know that the two of you are close and that it's a pretty big deal.
>>4631365>>4631375>>4631407Taking dad to see the family. Writing.
You nod. "Come with me. My father should meet my family, if only once." You say. Shifu gives you a look. "They're dear to me." You say. "And you let them receive treatment. I think they'd like to thank you.""I...I'm not sure." Shifu says. "They've supported my throughout my journey. I'm sure they'd be glad to meet you." You say. "It'll give them a chance to thank you for helping them earlier as well."Shifu looks rather nervous and seems to be contemplating something. It's a few moments before he looks at you and nods. "Very well. Lead the way."---After pointing out that you have no idea where Ming is, Shifu sheepishly leads you around the community center. Your walk leads you back to the main area. People are still huddled around the fire or at the edges of windows as they try to look through them while trying to stay out of sight. You head to another room to the side and try to ignore the stares everyone gives you. Shifu opens the door and you step in to see a makeshift infirmary. Various villagers were laying down, wrapped in bandages. Though none of injuries look life threatening, many of them wouldn't be working for a while. The most severely wounded had bandages wrapped around entire limbs or torso. Luckily they all seemed to be healthy otherwise. For now it seems like they wanted nothing more than to rest and wallow in their own misery. As you continue inward, Ming rushes towards you. Her hair is damp and matted from the rain and she looks run down, more emotionally than phsycially. "You're here." She whispers, worried. "Come on. Everyone is waiting on you." She says tugging on your arm.>What do you do?>Introduce your father to Ming.>Ask Ming what the situation is like. Does she need help?>Ask how the others are.>Let Ming lead you to the bunnies. You can introduce your father to them all.>Write in.
>>4631541>Let ming lead us to them>Ask how she is, emotionally speaking.
>>4631541>Let Ming lead you to the bunnies. You can introduce your father to them all.Not much we can do to help other than offer emotional support and go out to try and finish this fight quicker.
>>4631596think the raid is over.
>>4631633Shifu said it is still happening here, so I'm trusting what he thinks.>>4628196
>>4631828When he said that, I think he meant there would be another attack, not that this raid was still ongoing.
>>4631548>>4631596Taking these votes. Sorry for no posts yesterday. I decided to crunch out a lot of errands. Writing.
You gently hold Ming's hand. "Hey..." You say quietly. "How are you holding up?" Ming gives you a tired look and sighs. She tries to tuck some of her soaked hair behind her ear but ends up playing with it. "I don't know..." She admits. "Tired. Worried. There's a lot of injured people, I get a lot of looks. Most of the villagers here are hurt. Nothing worse than deep cuts or a broken limb but some of them didn't make it back. I dunno. You'd think I'd be used to seeing the dead by now but this...it's different. I've never been under attack...well like this. Even in Zhengyi there were still guards, The Five were around as well...Xin and Ren were around...I dunno I guess there was some sense of security. We were just a building in a city. Here...it's just these thin walls keeping everyone out. There's only this building they can target." She says rubbing her arm. You place your hands on Ming's shoulders. "It'll be alright." You say. "We've been in worse spots before. Jail, the Gale Cutter, Yunnan. It's gotten bad before but it's never been hopeless. We're gonna get out of this like all those other times. Maybe a bit rougher around the edges but safe all the same."Ming let's out another sigh and relaxes a little. "Yeah...yeah you're right. We just gotta figure out a plan.""We'll figure something out." You assure her. "Let's go talk to the others. I want to tell them something.""I don't know..." Ming says hesistantly."What do you mean?"Ming looks around a bit. "Xin's mad. Really mad. I've never seen them like that ever. I'm not sure we should talk to them right now. I don't know how to approach them...they feel...dangerous." You think for a moment.>What do you do?>Tell Ming to stay here and talk with your father. Go and speak to Xin yourself.>Assure Ming everything will be ok. Xin is her friend and they wouldn't do anything to harm them.>Go with Ming to see Xin. Introduce your father and then pull Xin aside to speak with them.>Write in.
>>4634856>Xin is our friend, and they wouldn't hurt you>Stay here, I'll go talk with them.Once she's introduced to Shifu, I think Xin is gonna be a bit of a task. But they need to be talked to now.
>>4634856>Assure Ming everything will be ok. Xin is her friend and they wouldn't do anything to harm them.>Go with Ming to see Xin. Introduce your father and then pull Xin aside to speak with them.Dad helped Renshu get inside, Xin will be glad.About the feeling of danger, could it be something that they were trained to do, like an intimitadon tactic, and is the only way Xin knows how to express anger?
>>4634913Or maybe the emotionless assassin who is able to vanish like a ghost and murder a room without sound is looking/feeling like they want to murder someone.Add on that ming is spiritually sensistive.
Also, I think that now that we have talked to Shifu, we should open our talk by telling him that we've talked and that we won't be getting thrown out of town for a bit, then slide into the emotional stuff.Xin is confused and angry, a bad conbination. Maybe we should try and get them to understand the root of their anger, find the cause of it and from there teach them how to use that energy.
>>4634903>>4634921Talking to Xin and letting Ming talk to dad. Writing.
You ever have one of those days nothing let's you sit down?
“I’ll talk to them.” You say quietly and then motion to Shifu who had been waiting quietly and, if you didn’t know better, nervously. “This is my father.” You say gently. Ming jumps a bit from surprise.“O-oh!” She says bowing. “Hello...umm...I’m sorry, Tai Lung doesn’t really speak much about his past.” She admits and mutters quietly, “I...thought you’d be taller.” Shifu raises a hand politely.“It’s quite alright.” He says. “I understand if he didn’t wish to speak about such things. I’m afraid being open about one’s self isn’t something that runs in the family. I am partly to blame for that.” Ming nods nervously and you give her a gentle push.“Go on.” You encourage her. “We’ve made up.” You add. Ming nods nervously and steps forward. As you make your way to where you can feel Xin Lan is, you feel a chill run down your spine when Ming asks, “What are Tai Lung like when he was little? Was he a grumpy baby?”You decide to ignore the lingering sense of doom that comes when you think of all the teasing that you’ll receive when this is all over and you approach the rabbits. Their location wasn’t hard to find and even without your special sense, you’d have found it easily. There was nearly a 10 foot radius around the two rabbits as many of the other injured patients had scooted far way from the two and that distance was only because the walls prevented them from going any farther. You see Renshu laying on the ground, a thin blanket covering his body, fast asleep. His arm was in a sling and you couldn’t tell the state of his leg. Various smaller bandages were attached to his face and body though his shirt was pulled back on him. Xin Lan kneeled besides his head and they gently stroked their brother’s ears and head. Even with their back turned to you, you can feel the hairs on your neck stand up, wary. The white rabbit exuded an aura of danger around them. The kind of pent up rage and aggression that only a wounded or caged animal could emit. It was dangerous and barely restrained. The kind of fury that could be set off by even the slightest misstep. You had to give Ming credit. She was braver than she believed as you wonder if any other person could stand trying to heal Renshu with that kind of danger lingering close by.Your approach doesn’t go unnoticed as Xin Lan’s ears immediately snap to your direction and they turn to face you. “Hello.” They say. Their eyes were calm and their voice flat but now you could tell that they were only a thin facade.“Hey.” You say sitting down next to them, unafraid. “How’s your brother?” You ask.
“Ming says he’ll be fine. He’s just tired.” Xin Lan replies gently tracing the stripes on Renshu’s ear. “His arm was dislocated, she managed to pop it back into place. She says he tore the muscles in his leg and he won’t be able to walk well for a few weeks. You might have to carry him for a while. Not supposed to put weight on it.” You nod.“If that’s what it takes to heal him then I’ll gladly do it.” You say and gently ruffle Xin Lan’s ears. “But what about you? You’re not well.”“No…” They say. “...I’m not.”“You said you want to talk about it.” You add and the rabbit nods quietly. “Tell me then.”“I’m…mad.” They say slowly. “I’m angry and confused.”“Why?” You ask gently pushing them to explain.“Because you said it’s ok to express yourself when you’re upset but...not this time.” They admit.“How do you want to express yourself?” You ask. “Why is it wrong?”“I want to kill them.” Xin Lan says their face growing dark. “I want them to hurt like Stripes is. They would have let him die if they could. They didn’t even know him. They knew he was fighting out there with them. I want them to hurt. I want them to grovel and beg and plead for forgiveness so that I can tell them no. So that the last thing they feel when I send them to an early grave is the pain and misery they want us to feel. I want them to know that they’re nothing. Nothing, like the people I travel with and they’re not worth our saving.” Xin Lan’s breathing increases but it stays quiet. “We’re not supposed to do anything like that.” They continue. “That’s not what we do. But just this once I want to you say it’s ok. Just this once I want them to hurt. No one will find out. No one will even find the bodies.”>What do you say?>Write in.
>>4635640>I'm not going to tell you that revenge leads to nothing and that you will feel empty afterwords because that's a lie. But hurting those that wronged you is only a catharsis, it will only end up making our situation worse. Those guards are being worthless exactly because they have a vendetta against me. They fight enraged and kill the raiders because they want to avenge the others that fall in battle, only to lose sight of the battle and fall themselves. You don't need to deny your rage, only control and guide it towards something great. And about making them regret opposing us? Just be better than them. They will either plead forgiveness and understand what we do, or will feel inadequate and seethe about their own failures, and even though the former is the ideal outcome, I will not deny the latter doesn't provide some catharsis itself.Ok here's a big speech, feel free to cut anything you don't like or make it less autistic.Had to post this three times cause I kept fucking up the greentext, I need to go to bed already.
>>4635640>It's alright to be angry. I'm angry too, but hurting them won't accomplish anything. We're trying to be better people and this is how. It was never going to be easy or feel good, but this is where we show that we commit to that. Ultimately, you and I both know they couldn't have stopped us, so it's up to us to behave responsibly. Lashing out at those weaker than us - we'd be no better than the raiders that did all this in the first place.
>>4635757Addendum:>Whatever you're feeling right now - anger, shock, fear, whatever - you are not wrong. But now it's okay. Let it out.Xin is freaking out something fierce right now and is likely scared of the intensity of their emotions. They desperately need some affection, reassurance, and acceptance.
>>4635721I disagree with the "Be better than them will make other people realize their own inadequacies">>4635905And I don't think telling them to let out their violent rage is a good idea.>>4635640>Expression can mean more than acting on your impulses though you've already showed restraint in that. Anger is natural and fury even moreso, it's a sign that someone has threatened something you love and you are willing to fight to save it, and this can be scary for the first time. But Renshu is safe and he will continue to be safe so long as we are there for him, leaving his side to hurt those who were cruel won't help anyone.>What we do with Anger, Xin, is we never let it control us and instead use that drive and energy to take care of others. Do what you need to do to control it, but don't let it rule you.
>>4636064Posted too soon. Should be>Do what you need to do to control it, but don't let it rule you alright? I and Ming and Renshu are all here to help you with this.
>>4636064The thing about being better man making others angry is an unfortunate truth. Some people lash out or deepen their grudges when their pride get hurt or see someone acting "holier than thou", just wanted to give a heads up to the bunny that it wouldn't work everytime, but it isn't a reason to stop. Actually, this sounds way better than to learn how to take pleasure from the person seething.>>4635721>>4635640Luo could you consider the end of my speech what I just wrote than that edgy line?
>>4636163it'll make them angry, sure, but it won't make them change. It will, as you say, make them lash out at you, which isn't a reason to stop as you also said.It doesn't help their anger, but it will help their understanding.
>>4636064I wasn't saying Xin should let out violent rage. I'm saying Xin is a complete clusterfuck of emotions right now and needs to vent to us now and that it is safe to do it us and should feel no shame in doing so.
>>4636342Oh you mean "scream and shout" sort of vent?Because "let it all out" when he just said he wanted to kill someone was a little risky for my tastes.We could spar with them to let it out, but that sets a bad coping mechanism.
>>4636346Screaming and punching something works wonders with anger and the fealing of helplessness, a tousand times better than just letting it foster.
>>4636354I don't disagree, just that the language was rather ambiguious that it could have been taken for endorsement of him cutting loose. But so long as we clarify that it's screaming or taking it out on our arm then I'm all for it.Should we try and condense the three into an essential essence for Luo or do you think he's got the idea?
>>4636361Sorry doing morning stuff before getting in to write but I got a basic idea of what you want. Write ins are great btw. Basically, you want to let Xin know that feeling angry is healthy and normal. It's how one deals or expresses that anger is what's important. There's always going to be times when someone enrages you or does things that try to push you over the edge but you have to be better than if not to make them angry then to simply not stoop to their level. That about right?I'm a bit fuzzy on what you want to suggest as a way to cope or deal with that anger though. That I could use a bit of clarification. If I'm missing something let me know. >>4636163I'll swap out your endings. It's no problem.
>>4636373That's about right.Current suggestion is "Vent" though we aren't quite all on the same page as to what that would entail.As far as I'm concerned, the idea is to let the little bunny scream into a pillow or hit us in the arm/chest to get rid of his anger, sorta like how he did when he learned about sadness.
>>4635721>>4635757>>4635905>>4636064>>4636068>>4636068Taking the write ins. Writing.
>>4636379That's sounds good.We are going to need a portable sandbag for Xin at this rate aren't we?
>>4636498Sandbag would break. They focus on striking with all their strength in a small area, acting as spikes.Need something to resist penetration.
"It's alright to be angry. I'm angry too, but hurting them won't accomplish anything. We're trying to be better people and this is how. It was never going to be easy or feel good, but this is where we show that we commit to that. Ultimately, you and I both know they couldn't have stopped us, so it's up to us to behave responsibly. Lashing out at those weaker than us - we'd be no better than the raiders that did all this in the first place." You explain gently. Xin Lan shakes their head and clenches their fists."No." They insist. "They're different. The raiders attacked innocent people without provokation. They had no grievence against the villagers. Those guards didn't have one either against Stripes save for the fact we were with you. They were willing to let us all die for something we didn't do. They're different."You sigh, "I'm not going to tell you that revenge leads to nothing and that you will feel empty afterwords because that's a lie. But hurting those that wronged you is only a catharsis, it will only end up making our situation worse. Those guards are being worthless exactly because they have a vendetta against me. They fight enraged and kill the raiders because they want to avenge the others that fall in battle, only to lose sight of the battle and fall themselves. You don't need to deny your rage, only control and guide it towards something great. And about making them regret opposing us? Just be better than them." You say honestly. "Sometimes people will lash out when they feel inferior or their pride gets hurt. Sometimes they will angry because they see someone acting like they're high and mighty when they simply want to help. Whatever you're feeling right now - anger, shock, fear, whatever - you are not wrong. But now it's okay.""Then what do I do?" They ask restrained."Expression can mean more than acting on your impulses though you've already showed restraint in that. Anger is natural and fury even moreso, it's a sign that someone has threatened something you love and you are willing to fight to save it, and this can be scary for the first time. But Renshu is safe and he will continue to be safe so long as we are there for him, leaving his side to hurt those who were cruel won't help anyone." You place a hand on their shoulder. "What we do with anger, Xin, is we never let it control us and instead use that drive and energy to take care of others. Do what you need to do to control it, but don't let it rule you alright? I and Ming and Renshu are all here to help you with this."The rabbit trembles. "What if it never goes away?" They ask quietly. "What if it stays? What if I lash out at Ming or Renshu?...What if I lash out at you?"
>What do you say?>Say that they can lash out at you all they want. You can handle anything they can throw at you.>Say there might be times they'll get frustrated or angry at their friends but they have enough self control to not do anything they'll regret.>Say that it won't happen. You're all friends and those kinds of feelings don't happen between people as close as all of you.>Write in. (For more speeches)Gave you guys some breathing room so you can settle on a choice for a healthy outlet for bun friend.
>>4636523>There are times when you will get frustrated and angry with me and ming and Renshu, but can you look at your brother or me and feel the desire to seriously hurt us? I dont think so, you have enough control to not do that.>But if you want to lash out at me, then do anything you want, I can handle it.We are Tai Lung the undefeated, man back from heaven and hell. There is nothing that Xin can do to us that we cant handle, but xin wouldnt be violent against the others. All anger passes in time, if you let it.
>>4636537And that's a good quote"Anger and fury are like fire, bright and powerful but they will be gone by morning unless you keep feeding it."
>>4636523>Lashing out against your friends out of anger, either because of something they did or directing your anger of something else sometimes happen. That's when you later will feel regret and ask for forgiveness, something that we will accept and support you, because that's what friends do.>If it would ease mind, you can lash out all you want against me, I thinknI can take it all.Captcha left me alone for months, and now it won't stop anoying me. What hell is happening?
>>4636537>>4636539>>4636647>>4636653Real good shit. Writing
You pull Xin Lan closer and gently pet their head. “There are times when you will get frustrated and angry with one of us but can you look at your brother or me and feel the desire to seriously hurt us? I don’t think so, you have enough control not to do that.” You say. “Lashing out against your friends out of anger, either because of something they did or directing your anger at them because of something else will happen. That’s when later you will feel regret and ask for forgiveness, something that we will gladly give you. We accept and support you because that’s what friends do. Anger and fury are like fire, bright and powerful but will be gone by morning unless you keep feeding it.” You look down at the rabbit. “If it would put your mind at ease then you can lash out at me. I will gladly take it all if it makes you feel better.” Xin Lan turns to look at you, their eyes full of anger and confusion. They don’t say nor do anything for a long while as they think before their ears drop and they simply flop onto you. Xin Lan buries their face in your chest and doesn’t move. “I don’t want to hurt you.” They mumble. “I’m just tired…”“Then sleep.” You say kindly. “I’ve spoken to my father and no one will disturb us. You and your brother need rest. I’ll keep watch.” Xin Lan nods rubbing their face on you then they cease to move. You’re not sure if they are trying to sleep or are simply trying to hide from it all but you decide that for now, you will leave them alone.A few minutes later, Ming and Shifu walk over to you and the rabbits. They both look content if not a bit tired. You wave them over and motion for them to keep their voices down. The two settle for sitting next to you and say nothing.>What do you say?>Ask if they have heard any news from the guard or villagers. Any updates on the situation?>Ask if there is any plan so far. You can’t simply wait here forever.>Ask what Ming and Shifu talked about. Perhaps some time away from the current situation might help.>Write in.
>>4636825>Is the village okay?>What did you two talk about?>Introduce shifu to the names of our friends, even if they can't be awake for it.
>>4636825Also, we spend more time cuddling fucking rabbits than anyone else. Who could abuse them like this so?
>>4636880Ming is the only well adjusted person in the group to be fair. About the worst she got before traveling was the time her parents doing annoying parent things...like asking her to find a nice boyfriend or asking when she'll have kids. But now a certain trader captain has her eyes on herPlus she's also the least likely to get hurt because she doesn't fight.
>>4636886She also doesn't have the pure charisma that Tai Lung has, which actually surprises me the sheer force of personality he can project when he wants to.Like in dealing with the thugs, he knew the right fucking psychology to make himself terrifying.
>>4636892He was a villain to be fair. I like to think TL has the ability to be a leader and charismatic. Its just he never spent time learning much people interaction but when he gets passionate or has to deal with something that hits close to home that his natural talent flares up. A lot of this quest has been learning to deal with people and learning about himself. Now I think he's more wary of what power could do to him so he tends to shy away from positions of power. Unfortunately he's reached a position where people come to him for help or guidance or the situation demands he takes the lead. At least that's why I've been seeing/trying to write it.
>>4636825>Ask if they have heard any news from the guard or villagers. Any updates on the situation?>Ask if there is any plan so far. You can’t simply wait here forever.
>>4636919I dont know, I never thought him to have the ability to lead others in the films, barring by awing his followers and leaving them to figure out the fone details, since he was a one man army and knew it while making no attempt to blunt his words, only seeking the information he wanted or taunting his opponent.Our Tai Lung though, he has both the will to power and the mind to try, as well as a force of resolve that can only come from pushing yourself to the breaking point consistently in search of getting better.That resolve is something others can sense, so I believe, and is what gives him the presence of a reliable and unyielding mountain of a snow leopard and if it weren't for his poor wordly abilities, would make him the sort of exceptional person who stories couldnt do justice.As for rejecting power and being given it because of that rejection, So long as he has an objective to better others in mind with that power, he is going to use it, while power for powers sake is gonna trigger his "relapse alarm".I like to think of it as pointless power and purposeful power.
>>4636996I like that reasoning. People don't worry around Tai Lung (when they don't know his name) because Tai Lung doesn't show hesitation or doubt. When he says he'll do something there enough resolve backing those words that people tend to believe him.Though my favourite weakness is how bashful he is. Guy just can't handle lewd jokes.
>>4636859>>4636950Taking these votes. Writing.
>>4637013Tai Lung greatest nemesis: A fowl and cat duo that spew innunendos in the middle of a fight.
>>4637013I don't look forward to the fight against some "seductress with scantily clad clothing" enemy type. Though it'd amuse me if she kept getting beaten until she started making lewd comments because Tai, being the martial autist that he is, doesn't factor in the state of dress of someone during a fight.>Seriously? That's how you ignored what scores of other men fell victim too?"What? We were fighting to the death, why would I notice if you undid your bindings slightly?">I'M WEARING SILKS!"YOU WERE USING THEM AS WHIPS AND FLAILS!"
>>4637045Oh god thats hilarious. "I thought they were foreign battle garbs! Xin told me they were!"
>>4637074Ming: And you believed them?!>Xin is off laughing in a corner.
You spend a few seconds adjusting the sleeping rabbit on your lap. “This is Xin Lan.” You say quietly. “They’re just dealing with some things right now. That and the fighting has them worn out. They can be a bit rowdy and sometimes crude but I can’t think of anyone else I would have my back in a fight.” You say and feel Xin Lan thump you in the leg with their foot. “And they’re apparently awake.” You say. “But they’re not in the best of moods. So it’s best we leave them alone.”You look at Renshu. “That’s Renshu, our brother. Unfortunately, he was among the injured but they’re steadfast and strong. If there was anyone I would have guard those closest to me, it would be him.” You look at your father. “And you’ve already met Ming. She’s the best healer I’ve ever met and the smartest person I know if not in all of China.” Ming blushes and tries to not be seen. “We’ve been through a lot and there’s so much I’d love to tell you but I feel I couldn’t do it justice without everyone else’s input.” Shifu nods.“I see...and you’re related to bunnies now?” He asks confused. “It’s...a long story.” You admit rubbing the back of your head. “But I’m sure Ming must’ve explained it to you. Right?” You ask Ming, looking for help. Ming just giggles.“No.” She admits. “I just learned that someone was a very chubby baby. Also about the so called peach incident.” You cough and ask, “W-well, how are the villagers? Do we have a plan?”Shifu smiles and thinks. “The village is safe...for now. As it stands, there’s been reports of the surviving raiders falling back. Those that fell but did not die retreated. Those that have been too injured to escape have been left behind. Right now the guard has only seen figures running away in the dark but I’ve told them not to pursue. It would be suicide to try and follow them in the darkness.”“So then what do you plan to do?” You ask.“Try and evacuate everyone.” Shifu admits. “It’ll be painful but we must abandon the reconstruction. Especially since we’re left in the open like this. This force seemed like a token attempt to press us. If there are more of them out there then we stand no chance of saving everyone should they lead their full force to attack us.”>What do you say?>Ask Shifu if there is no other way. To abandon everything the villagers worked hard to do would be giving up. It’d be letting the raiders win.>Tell Shifu that you’ll stand back to hold back the forces. He and Po can focus leading everyone away.>Ask if The Five are on their way. If they can make it, then perhaps the 10 of you can lead a charge against the remaining raiders. Perhaps even attack their main camp if you can get the information out of them.>Write in
>>4637178>Ask shifu if there is no other way, It's giving the raiders a moral victory>Ask how soon the five could get here.>Come the morning I can track the raiders who fled and try to find their camp that they fell back to.If Shifu is right about their splitting forces, then even if we wipe out this raid party then they will still come to wipe out the town. But if he's wrong and they retreat to the main camp, we have a chance.The main limiting factor is Renshu and Ming and how much we trust the guards to leave them be.
>>4637438We should also clarify Renshu as "Blood-brother" and let Shifu draw his own conclusions.
>>4637178>Tell Shifu that you’ll stand back to hold back the forces. He and Po can focus leading everyone away.I'm worried that the raiders will notice the people fleeing and attack them. If they are doing it to be able to camp at the ruins like the rotation of their maps suggests, or want to erase any evidence left behind, they probably will want to remove all witnessses.At least if everyone leaves we can get the wind and water sprites and try to make a real tornado this time.Actually could we try to astral project and follow the retreating raiders? Than we can deliver to them a severe weather change while they are recovering from their losses.>>4637438Honestly, if the guards try to do anything to the medic and a wounded man just because they are with us while Shifu and Po are watching over and under attack by raiders, than at that point letting Xin kill them is natural selection, not murder.
>>4637711Hurting Blood-bro and Best girl is going to result in several hundred compound fractures.
>>4637742>>4637711I wonder, would telling the guards that actually class as a mark against us in the esteem of shifu and Po?Eh, probably dont need to do so actually. The guards dont strike me as actively out to kill us, but they are more than willing to let us be killed so long as it costs them nothing.
>>4637769The important question is, will the captain be angry at himself for not noticing we were Tai Lung, or at the pig that he was obstructing one of the most competent guards he employed? Or maybe both at the same time and pass out of rage.
>>4637913I think it's going to be a bit of the first but mostly "Thank you for the great good you've done, now get out of my town and never return"
I'll be ready to do write ups in about an hour
>>4638016thanks for the heads up Luo
>>4637438>>4637711Taking these writing
“You can’t!” You object before catching yourself. “I mean if we retreat now then it’s giving the raiders what they want. Both morally and objectively. We have to show them that they can’t just go around doing what they want. Pulling back only shows them that they can continue doing as they please.” Shifu shakes his head.“I’m sorry but the people’s lives come first. Even if we must concede now, then we can always return. We know they’ll be here now. We have to step back and regroup. If their main force is nearby it’s only a matter of time before they bring their full might to bear on this town.” He explains.“What about the Five and Mei Lin?” You ask. “With them here, they can’t possibly win. Army or no. How long until they can reach us?”“The Five are miles away.” Shifu counters. “At best if they all decided to come here it’d be a week at most. Even then we don’t know when they’ll decide to come here. At most we planned to start our return here in about 3 days.”You click your tongue in disapproval. “There has to be something we can do.” You mutter. “Then I’ll stay behind.” You say. “I’ll hold them off while you and the rest pull back. Come morning, if nothing happens, then I’ll go and track their camp. In their state, they’ll leave tracks.”“Don’t be foolish.” Shifu says. “That’s suicide. Even you can’t hold off an entire army.”“I can and I will.” You say. “The Anvil of Heaven numbered one thousand and I bested them all.”“In cramped and tight corridors.” Shifu points out. “Furthermore, unless the reports were wrong, you only engaged a handful of them at a time. This time you’ll be facing an entire army. Alone. You’d be overwhelmed.”“Then I’ll die swinging.” You insist. “Someone has to stand up to them. Show them that we won’t just let them do what they want.”“Don’t play the hero!” Shifu snaps. “We can all get out of here safely. You just have to listen. What about your friends? They’re injured.” You like at Ming who had a worried look on her face.“That’s why I’m asking you father, please take care of them. They’re all I have in this world. I know we’ve only just spoken after so many years but if it means keeping them safe, then I’ll gladly turn myself in after all this is done in return for that favor. I know The Five will want to do it when they see me and I know you have to do it out of duty. You said it yourself, if the raiders bring their full might to bear then we’ll be overrun. It’ll be far easier to have the villagers flee safely if someone stays behind to hold back the tide. Even if it’s the last thing they do.”“Tai Lung, we can’t leave you.” Ming pleads. “We-”
“You know I won’t let you stay here. Not when there’s other options.” You say gently.“No! It’s not fair!” Ming shouts. “You said we’d be in this together! I don’t care how dangerous it is! We’re sticking together!”“And who will take care of Renshu?” You ask. “He got hurt helping you get to safety. Staying here would only put that effort in vain.”“No he didn’t! I bet he stayed behind so that I could go help others! So I could do my part! Not just run away to be protected!” Ming stands up. “I’m going to do my part. I’m going to help!”"Ming you already did your part. We have the sleep powder.” You insist.“I can do more! I know I can.”“You could die!” You shout back, losing your patience. “I didn’t drag you across half of China so you could die in some half built ruins just because you want to prove yourself! You have family and parents to go back to!”“And I have you! And Xin! And Renshu! You guys are my family too! I love you all and...and…” Ming trembles a bit as she gathers herself. “And if I die with you all then so be it. I’m never running away. Never again. I won’t lose any one of you. Ever again.” She glares at you with all her might, despite the fact she was shaking with fear and trying to not falter from yours. “S-so...if you want me to go with the others then…” She looks around before finally sitting down with a thud. “Then you’ll have to pick me up and carry me out of here because I’m not moving!” You look at her exasperated and feel another thump, or rather a stomp in your gut. Xin Lan gets up and looks at you.“She’s right you know. We’re not leaving.” They say. “Not unless you carry us all out here. So unless you want two of us angry...or angrier tonight. You shut up and think of a better last stand than includes all of us.”>What do you say?>Tell them that you won’t allow them to stay. If it comes down to it, you’ll knock them out and tell the others to drag them all out of town.>Say that you’ve made up your mind. They need to take care of Renshu and to stop playing ignorant. When you said you were all in it together you didn’t mean you’d all die as one.>Leave. Go after the Raiders before they realize you left them all behind.>Write in.
>>4638335Looking at this logically, we need Xin and Renshu's stealth abilities to make the powder work.Alright.>If you want to help, then do as I say. Ming, help the people here who are injured or in pain. Xin, get some more rest. Come first light I'm going to follow the raiders tracks back to their camp and examine it, then I will return here and catch up with all of you.If I am not back here by the time you are leaving, then you will go with my father back to town and I shall catch up with you on the roads. Understand? I'm not dying and you are not staying and we will be back together before Renshu wakes up.They will acquiesce to scouting if we promise not to engage the raiders. Which is a promise I intend to keep, but even if they do ambush us we can use tree's and shit to break up their numbers advantage.
>>4638335That's it, I'm going all in on plan tornado, Ming stay and help Renshu, Xin goes with us to help scout and look over our body. Can we meditate right bow to see if our little spirte friend is still around?Also we should try getting the earth sprites in it too. Convince him that if the raiders burn the town again is going to more work for him.
>>4638393Here's the written of what to say:>This might actually not be our only option. Remember earlier when I was communing with the nature spirits and accidentaly got them too excited and started this storm? The thing is that I noticed it and decided to stop. What if we find where the raiders are camping and I do it again nearby, but this time just keep going. A literal divine wind should be able to repel the raiders, and if not atleast buy enough time for the villagers to eacape safelly. Ming, help the wounded and Renshu, and Xin, I need you to go with me to scout the camp and watch over my body while I meditate.
>>4638393>>4638439My guy it took a small army of air and water elementalist, the second being things are cant even talk to by ourselves.to cause a rain.We would need to ask a proper spirit for this sort of favour, which I will also add could kill the lot of them if its granted.
>>4638746To put it bluntly the idea is stupidly dangerous if it works and seems like a massive favour to ask for from the spirits which will be denied, since if we set this precedent now then having a natural disaster on call for any situation where we don't want to deal with a large groups bullshit.When it comes to the spirit world and the material world, Its best if the two stay as separate as possible when solving problems and we don't abuse our friendships to create uncontrollable natural disasters to murder the raiders by proxy.
>>4638761I don't want a mega tornado, just something big enough to demoralize pr throw the raiders into chaos. Also about the spirits denying it, it's better to try ask than to just accept defeat and wait for death. I still think just the lot of sprites should be enough to buy some time, especially since tornados are the mongols racial weakness.
>>4638949Death and defeat are not synonyms. If we can scout the camp out and return, we have a point to return to and track them from there.As shifu said, our priority for now should be getting these people away safely so that is what the others should focus on while we make sure we can retrace the mongols and destroy them at a later date.But what's more, I think I just realized why they are here for those weapons we found. Maybe get someone to go break them.
>>4638950I'm just worried they are going to send people after the escape to silence any witnessess, that's why I'm want to buy time.They can have the town if they want it so much, we can get the gas and the rest of the five to stop them for good later.
>>4638965They are going to attack a convoy defended by Xin, Shifu and Po as well as large contingent of guards with us reinforcing them later. The convoy will be fine, but it wont be if the tornado backfires, because we dont have control over it remember, it is just starting a storm and hoping that it causes what we want to happen.
It is a tie, was hoping for more votes. I'll leave it up a bit longer just in case. Rolling on votes makes it seem like the players don't get a choice. I dunno, feels kind of weird.
>>4639385Fair enough man. But I think it's going to come down to a roll because I don't think either of us are going to budge on this position.
>>4638361ill back this onei don't think the tornado plan is very smart, for the sole reason that the sprites might realize their playing killed people
>>4639449>>4638361Alright. Tie broken. Writing.
You click your tongue in frustration but you couldn't resist being proud of them. Ming and Xin Lan had come a long way since you met them and you'd be lying if you said you weren't happy that they decided to stick by you in something this dangerous. While it didn't negate the worry you had for their safety, you could at least have some comfort in their support for you and that they would be close by. Not wanting them to see that side howevet, you shoot them both a glare and say, "Fine! Just do as I say. Ming, go double check on the wounded and on everyone else. We'll need a full list of everyone who is capable of traveling and not. My father can use that information to find a way to evacuate them all. Xin...get some sleep." You say. The rabbit simply pats one of your pecs a gives you a wave. "I'm trying but it's hard when my bed is shouting and moving all over the place." They say dramatically. "Honestly for the comfort of being carried by you, it's all offset by the noise you make." They roll off your lap and stretch a bit. "You better make it up to me next time and don't you dare think you can sneak off in the morning. You're not leaving with out me."You sigh, "Fine. Go get some real sleep and I'll wake you up in the morning." You say. Xin Lan stakes a few steps forward and simply lays down next to their brother before closing their eyes. You stand up to stretch but Shifu seems unconvinced."No." They say sternly. "I forbid it. You won't stay here alone. You're coming with us and we're leaving." "I won't be alone. I'll have Ming and Xin with me." You say. "I'm still asking you to please take care of Renshu. He'll understand. Taishi is only 2 weeks away. I know people there and the guards are from there. There's a tavern, 'The Road's End', I'm friends with the owner and his son. They'll take care of him if you tell him I sent you...they also have good drinks." You add weakly."I'm not letting you stay here!" Shifu snaps. "I've lost you once! I won't allow it to happen again!">What do you say?>Tell Shifu that you understand what he's trying to do but you're your own man now and you make your own decisions. All you ask of him is to trust you once more that you'll make the right choices.>Say that you feel the same way about him and that's why you're choosing to stay behind. Shifu still has the Valley of Peace to protect and to guide the Five. No one will miss you if things go wrong and maybe China will be better off that way.>Tell Shifu that he may be your father but he doesn't run your life. Not anymore. You're doing this because you want to. Not because you want to be some hero.>Say that this won't be the end. You'll meet up with him again in Taishi or send word that you're ok if you choose to go somewhere else. It'll take more than a few punks to take you down.>Write in.
>>4639505>>4639505>Say that this won't be the end. You'll meet up with him again in Taishi or send word that you're ok if you choose to go somewhere else. It'll take more than a few punks to take you down.This is a distraction, not a suicide mission, we will run away when we can't fight anymore.Could we make some makeshift traps in the forests and try to retreat that way? It could slow the raiders down. Non-lethal of course.
>>4639505>I feel the same way, but we don't have the luxury of being selfish. You need to protect the valley and guide the five, we need to make sure we can find the raiders. This is a distraction, not a suicide mission.>I'll meet you in Tasishi, Gather the other students of the palace there and we will crush them together.I am very proud.
>>4639505>Tell Shifu that you understand what he's trying to do but you're your own man now and you make your own decisions. All you ask of him is to trust you once more that you'll make the right choices.What was it that Oogway said again? 'One often meets their destiny on their way to avoid it.'
>>4639517That certainly is an option. There are plenty of materials around and nonlethal traps can be made. I'm sure either of the rabbits could tell you how to build them.
>>4639517Well we have two options.Proactive or reactive.One is we make tracks and follow the raiders back to their camp, hit em in the camp when they send out another division of men to try and take the town.Two is we stay in the town and prepare for the fight of our lives, using buildings and streets as natural choke points. We may accidently Raze the place like we did in the valley but it's a small price to pay.
>>4639517>>4639524>>4639527I'll take these and I'll let you guys discuss if you want to take the fight to the raiders or wait and fight on "home" turf. Writing.
>>4639542Personally, I'm of the proactive stance.If we can deny the weapons to the mongols before leaving, great. If not, so be it. But once they send a sizable portion of their forces to take the town from us, who as far as they know are master martial artists numbering 6, they should send quite a lot of people.This leaves their camp open for our bunny to slip in and steal the scrolls or for an all out attack to overwhelm the people staying behind. I don't know which party the leader would be in, but I consider that even if she takes them with her to the town, we can still just chase them down and use the natural funneling nature of a town to our advantage.
>>4639542I'd like to go TO them, personally.They're going to be easy to track with their wounded. And if it looks like too much shit at their base camp we can retreat easily.
I just had an ideia, should we get some light armor? Just enough to offer some protection without restricting movement. We can dodge most attack against mooks, but if we get overwhelmed a few can get through.It could also help if we ever fight a martial artist that uses weaponry.Perhaps a small shield straped to our wrist too, in casecof arrows or thowing weapons, and could be used to do a non-lethal bash now and than.
>>4639534I'm was thinking of going to the camp and fighting there, the traps are for when we will inevitably need to retreat.
>>4639586>>4639594Eh, we've been fine without it so far but I've nothing against it. Maybe we can get some light leather or something in a city.I'm gonna say no on the shield though, we can improvise that later.And please remember, numbers will overwhelm us if we are not careful. Ideally we don't want to get in a fight when it is just two martial artists and Ming. We want it to be an 11 + Ming showdown.For now, lets focus on getting the scrolls out of the way and then getting the leader if the oppertunity presents itself. The scrolls and key to it's code will remove a good amount of their threat, provided they haven't copied the names and details.
"I feel the same way." You say. "I've only just reunited with you. Aired out my worries and grievences. But I make my own decisions now and we don't have the luxury of being selfish. You need to protect the Valley and guide the five, we need to make sure we can find the raiders. All I ask is you trust me to make the right decisions. I'll make you proud.""I am proud." Shifu says quietly. "You don't need to try anymore." You place a hand on Shifu's shoulder."This isn't the end." You say. "We'll meet up in Taishi again and share a drink together. All of 6 of us. If anything happens and I can't return, then I'll send word. I won't leave you in the dark. Besides this is a distraction mission, not a suicide one. It'll take a lot more than an army of punks to take us down. Should the situation seem overwhelming we will retreat but our number one priority is to buy you time to escape. You'd do the same yourself." Shifu remains quiet but you can see it in his eyes that he has no rebuttal. "Find a way to gather the Five. If I have to retreat, then we will need their full might to finish this fight." You think for a moment. "Appraise the Captain of Taishi of what's giong on, if he doesn't know already. He deserves to know and he can help you with organizing a defense if the raiders will follow us to Taishi." You let go of your father's shoulder. "It'll be alright." You assure him. "We should get to work as well. The guards won't listen to me or the others. You should let them know of the plan. We only have a few hours before sunrise." Shifu nods and sighs."I...I love you son." He says."And I love you too dad. Someday we'll be able to sit together in peace. So let's work hard to make that day happen." You give your father a smile. "We can go get noodles again."Shifu chuckles weakly. "You mean I'll get noodles. You never did like them.""No." You admit. "I always prefered meat buns." Shifu gives you one last smile before he makes his way out to get to work, something you should be doing your self.>What do you do to prepare? What do you plan to do?>Get ready to follow the wounded's tracks back to their camp.>Gather materials and tools to make traps for the raiders.>Prepare to hold the line here in town.>Write in.
>>4639649>Get ready to follow the wounded's tracks back to their camp.Strike them before they can find rest.
>>4639649>Get ready to follow the wounded's tracks back to their camp.>Gather materials and tools to make traps for the raiders.
>>4639649I'll support >>4639665Because if we set them up in the forests and wilderness and lead them into the traps. . . Suddenly we have the home field advantage when we make our case to retreat.
Getting some food. I'll be back in a few.
Almost done eating but just food for thought. Tigress is gonna be real mad when she finds out we just regained out inner peace and made up with dad.
>>4639831Oh yeah, completely. Like her rage would probably outpower a pair of nuclear reactors.On one hand, I want to help her out.On the other, that's Renshu's job, not ours.
>>4639840Wait a minute, she doesn't know we lost our inner peace. The last that they should know of us is that we woke up crying and in shock after returning a man to life.
>>4639840I'm not certain, I say that we also have experience with extreme rage.Maybe let Renshu and Shifu start the therapy and we help finish, the whole come to terms with the problem thing?
>>4639861The problem is that she is living in our shadow in "her fathers" eyes. I dunno if Shifu even considers her his daughter considering how much he shut himself off post-Tai's rampage.But yeah, we disrespected and shamed her family and her school of martial arts, killed hundreds of people if not more, beat and abused said father after escaping from prison, beat and almost tortured her and her closest friends on a bridge and forced them to flee with the villagers which must have stung her pride, all the while being her undisputed superior in both martial and spiritual matters with our feats being almost comparable.If she didn't feel resentment and anger at someone who'd so wronged her both directly and directly then getting to make up and get the recognition that she never has, then she is a saint. I don't even think we deserve her forgiving us, but she does need to let the anger go.
>>4639876And of course, the problem isn't even one we can solve ourselves. It's getting Shifu to show her some damned affection, since that's what she wants as far as I understand it.
>>4639657>>4639665>>4639677Looks like we're getting supplies to make traps. Writing.
There wasn't much to do other than wait and you weren't really in the mood to sit around right now. There wasn't much you could do until sun up but what you could do was search around for tools to build some traps. You weren't really experienced with traps but you're sure one of your rabbit friends could lend you a hand when the time came. You wander around the community building trying to keep to yourself and stay quiet. Majority of the villagers had fallen asleep, curled up in corners of the building or huddled together to provide each other company.Even as you wander around, you couldn't avoid the glares of the guards. A few of them had been badly injured during the attack and though they couldn't move well, they still had enough anger in them to shoot you dirty looks as you walked past. You ignore these stares and glance out the window. The rain had stopped and in the dim light of the moon you could see various lumps around the town. You can only guess that they're bodies. Whether they were once raiders or guards you could not say but they were a grim reminder of what was at stake. Finding tools was easy, with the construction going on, there was your choice of picks, axes, shovels and the like. You grab one of each and set them aside in a smaller room before deciding to grab another set incase you needed help. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" One of the guards asks as they limp over to you."Grabbing tools." You say calmly. "I'm going to build traps tomorrow for the raiders. That should slow them down some. That or I'm going to tail them back to their camp. Either way, it should make the evacuation easier."The guard looks at you suspiciously and you shrug. "Believe me or not, you all will be heading out tomorrow and I'll stay behind. Get some rest, you'll need it." The guard doesn't move away and you sigh, "Is there anything else I can help you with? I'm trying to make the most of the time I have." The guard simply shoots another glare at you and you shake your head. You had all tools you could use but you didn't really have any materials and the only place you can think of finding them would be outside.>What do you do?>Head outside to gather some materials from the ruins.>Stay indoors and try to salvage materials form things in here. You'll have to break furniture and the like but it's better than scrounging around in the dark.>Wake up the villagers, ask them if they have any materials store. Maybe they'll be willing to lend a hand.>Write in.
>>4640058>Head outside to gather some materials from the ruins.If we accidentaly find raiders hiding or straglers than it's a bonus.>>4639876>>4639879Oh no, she is completely justified in her anger, but we have to try to have a happy family. Still we will have to do it in small steps. And probably after when we actually learn she is our sister.
>>4640058What if we call again water and wind elementals to cause a more sustained storm when the raiders attack? Traps will be harder to spot in a storm and also we could make some trenches to trip over the horses
>>4640071Support.Break the swords in the mill, and the furniture there.
>>4640369Swords for nonlethal traps? What kinds of traps are you thinking of? Legit question because I'm actually struggling to think of some beyond pit fall traps and those noose ones that lift people off the ground.I'll be posting in a bit. Been having bad sleep these past few days and I've been waking up at like 11:30. Sorry about that.
>>4640864I don't think he wants to make traps out of the swords, but to break them so the raiders can't use them after they take over the town.
>>4640864Simple answer for you, Caltrop sort of shit. Give it about half an inch of metal shards stuck up in the ground and their landing into the ground would hurt them, but not kill them.Maybe blind them if they faceplant but hey, that's probably not our doing.
>>4640864Also could use those swimging log things, just adjust them to not have lethal force.Maybe some caltrops? Just dont make them too point.Or just spread legos on the floor.
>>4640904Actually do we have some weak explosives or irritants? Could spook the people, give them some injuries, make a rope and once they trip it falls and breakes.
>>4640909>Actually do we have some weak explosives or irritants?You do got an alchemist who's barely done any alchemy to be fair.
>>4640940She's done plenty, but it's mostly to heal.
>>4640940Maybe we should try asking Ming when get back, see if she isn't busy or too tired. Every bit helps.
>>4640940Could Ming whip up some strong adhesives? Could make glue traps
>>4640071>>4640369Alright. We're looking for materials outside. Writing.>>4641057She did mention she was working on such a thing all the way back when you were all investigating Yunnan and the undead.
There was no real option than to go outside. Breaking furniture was a possibility but you were more liable to wake everyone up and worse, anger every person in the building. You could salvage some funiture when everyone was gone if you had the time. For now, you make your way to the doors. The two guards at the door way give you a look. "Where the hell do you think you're going?" One asks."To gather matierials." You say simply. "I'm covering your retreat.""Like we'd trust you." The guard spits. "Get back inside. We're not letting you of our sight." You shrug."Take it up with Shifu then. I'm going." You say and continue onward. The guards shout threats at you but you ignore them. You had better things to do and despite their anger, their lives were on the line as well. Your first stop was the cellar, there were plent of traps there you could dismantle and now that Xin Lan has disarmed them, it was only a matter of pulling them apart. You find an old cart down there, and while a bit battered and one of it's wooden wheels cracked, it served you well enough. Soon enough it was loaded with various bits of wood and rope. You leave the cart near the entrance and head to the hidden second floor.You wanted your traps to be nonlethal. You've come this far without killing anyone and you weren't going to break that vow through indirect means. However, the metal from the weapons could be used for something. Perhaps some kind of caltrop or rope cutting mechanism tied to a tripwire. You make a note to ask Xin Lan for ideas. You grab and axe and begin shattering other weapons for their components. The basic and cheap quality of the weapons made this an easy task though you constantly had to swap to a new weapon when the one in your hand breaks from use. You gather your broken bits in a barrel and head back outside with your cart. For the second time today, you're greeted with the sounds of fighting when you exit the cellar. The distinct sounds of metal clashing against metal ring out in the distance. Your heart freezes and you listen closely trying to find the origin of the sounds. You calm a bit when you realize that the noise comes from outside of town. Faint sounds of battle cries reach your ears as well when you see a figure land next to you."What's going on?" Xin Lan asks, alert. "Raiders?""I don't know." You say. "Certainly fighting.""We moving in?">What do you say?>Head towards the source of the noise. No time to waste with questions.>Ask Xin Lan if the guards got into a fight with the raiders. Did any of them go missing or wander off?>Head back to the community building. Wait there with the others. If the raiders are attacking again then that is the most defensible position.>Write in.
>>4641183>Head towards the noise>Ask about the guards as we move.
>Inb4 it's a trap set by the guards or raiders to lure us out there to be put down once and for all.
>>4641198>inb4 the guards were the raiders the whole time.
>>4641230Who let Luo talk with shamalan?I'm going to slap you silly for this
>>4641237Uhhh maybe I should put that "It was all a dream" ending aside then...Honestly, if I ended the quest like that I think I'd stop writing all together. I like the characters too much to write them off as never happening.
>>4641245I dunno, you could make it a fevered dream of TL still in prison but you have to WORK to make that happen without it seriously being unsatisfying. And frankly this hasn't had the set up for it, since I presume that wasn't your intention.But a story where a supervillain is hit with a possible future where he could be good if he just chooses to be that way, then we go right back to the start and see if he does or not could be quite amazing.
>>4641183>Head towards the source of the noise. No time to waste with questions.Hide the cart and materials, I don't want to be sabotaged by neither the raiders nor the guards.Now I understand why they say a bad ally is worse than a enemy.
>>4641198Unless they got poisoned weapons the only thing they would acomplish is Ming having to deal with more wounded.But I wouldn't doubt it, this guys are approching the point of needing to be put on special ed.
>>4641275Don't really have the time to hide the cart. Just push it inside the mill and get running.
>>4641262Yeah, I didn't really set the quest up to be that and I don't think I have the skill to pull something that off.
>>4641282I dont think anyone does without laying the ground work heavily for it.
>>4641198>>4641275taking these votes. Writing.>>4641331I'm not sure if quests last long enough to pull it off either.
"Let's go." You say running off towards the sounds of fighting with Xin Lan following close by. You keep an out. Was this a trap of some kind? Perhaps to lure you or the guards away for a surprise attack on the defenseless building. Your eyes scan through the dark ruined streets but they're empty and devoid of any sign that people were laying in wait."Where are the guards?" You ask, leaping on to the ruined roof of a building. "Back at the hall." Xin Lan replies. "No one has left as far as we know."The two reach the edge of town where the sound of fighting was loudest and stop to survey the area. In the distance, among the trees, you see it. Sillouettes of figures fighting among the woods and occasionally you can see sparks as weapons clash. The darkness and jumbled nature of the fight makes it hard to make out the number of people fighting. You and your friend slowly edge forward, sticking to the bigger tree trunks and edge towards the fight. Only a few feet away, you're finally able to make things out clearly. A single young man, dressed in what looks like rather ornate travelers clothes and armed with a single blade is surrounded by at least two dozen raiders. The young man is bloodied and bruised, his long hair is unkempt and threatening to cover his face as he moves but his condition doesn't impede his fighting ability. Like water, he ducks and turns to avoid attacks. He swings his blade one handed as if it were as light as a reed and paries the raider's weapons, slapping them aside rather than blocking them outright. Several raiders lay around him, dead. Despite his fighting abilty, the raiders slowly close in on him and you can see a few more emerging from the trees though it seems this detail doesn't escape the young fighter's attention either. His face grows more determined as he smashes the palm of his hand into the chest of one of his opponents to give him some space and raises his blade over his head while lowering himself to the ground, altering his center of gravity and making himself a smaller target.>What do you do?>Leap in to engage the raiders. Stranger or no, the boy needs back up.>Sneak around the wood and pick off any raiders approaching. It won't make the swordsman's fight easier but it will prevent anyone from entering now or calling for reinforcements.>Continue to watch. You want to see what the kid can do.>Write in.
>>4641527>xin, let's help put the young prince.The raiders here will kill him or cripple him and he doesnt have time to heal.Cutting off reinforcements doesnt help that situation either.
>>4641547Also, fighting properly with Xin in the same battle arena, fuck yeah!Maybe call out a greeting after we have engaged the raiders to let him know we have his back.
>>4641527>Leap in to engage the raiders. Stranger or no, the boy needs back up.
>>4641547>>4641587We're going in. Writing.
>>4641527>Leap in to engage the raiders. Stranger or no, the boy needs back up.Time to add a new party member to the gang.At last a use for rhe false sword of heroes, the guy will be able to sword people without killing.
>>4641704>>4641712Dam you captcha, I solve you don't post my post
>>4641712Not gonna lie. I keep forgetting we have that.
"Come on. Let's go help." You say. Xin Lan nods and the two of you burst from the brush. You leap above the heads of the raiders and towards the area the young man was fighting. As you begin to fall and land atop a raider by driving your knees into his neck, Xin Lan leaps off your back to gain extra height. Metal glints in the dim moonlight and rains down upon your opponents. A handful of raiders scream as they clutch at various parts of their body. You quickly stand and kick the body of the unconcious raider into another, knocking them both aside just as you friend lands beside you, daggers in hand. The young man backs up near you, blade at the ready. "My thanks strangers." He says.https://youtu.be/NNmQtib7cUI"Don't thank us just yet." You say cracking your knuckles. "We still gotta get out of this." The swordsman nods and keeps his attention at the ready. Xin Lan flourishes their knives. "You got a plan? Besides just take them all out?" They ask. "It's coming to me." You say punching one of the raiders foolish enough to get close."Good enough." The rabbit says dashing forward. They bury their knife into the man's knee and twist it as they slide by. The knee pops out of place and the raider falls screaming, their leg useless. The scream seems to drive everyone into a frenzy as the group moves into engage. You duck under a spiked mace, raise your leg up and bring it around the man's neck before squeezing it behind your knee and dropping the two of you down. The man crashes to the floor and you reach behind you to grab their arm, wrenching it towards you and pulling the shoulder out of it's socket as you roll away. You engage another, punching them in the gut and launching them away. Two daggers fly past your head and embed themselve into the raiders arms. The thin wires attached to them go rigid and the helpless raider is pull back towards you, right into a readied haymaker. The impact send the raider flying back and dislodges the knives from his arms.The knives fly towards you but you sense Xin Lan rushing towards you. You lean forward and they use your back as a jumping point to leap at another raider. You move in and sweep the legs from under him just as the rabbit attaches themselves to their face and begins to beat their face in with the knuckle portion of their daggers. You turn just in time to see an axe coming down towards your head. "Xin!" You shout and catch one of the rabbit's daggers out of the air just in time to slip your fingers into the holes to do the most sensible thing you can think of.
You punch the blade of the axe using the knuckle portion of the daggers. The impact runs up your arm but the thing blades are surprsingly durable as you punch/shove the axe head away. The axe raider uses the momentum of the shove to turn and swing once more. You follow up with another punching parry this time slapping the axe wide to leave him wide open. A dark blur speeds past you as Xin Lan buries their remain dagger into the raider's side. They handstand on the stuck blade and bring their heel crashing into the raider's nose before following up with an upward kick to the chin knocking them out. Xin Lan deftly flips back to their feet and you toss the dagger back to them. "Any plans now?" They ask, spinning one dagger on it's wire.>What do you do?>Focus on escape. Work with the swordsman to cut a path open and lose the raiders in the woods.> Take them all down. They can't give chase if there's no one left to fight.>Tell Xin to work with the swordsman and get out. You'll hold back as many as you can.>Ask Xin to hold back everyone while you and the swordsman work your way back to the town.>Write in.
>>4641801>Focus on escape. Work with the swordsman to cut a path open and lose the raiders in the woods.Wait, what if this is the noble from town? The emperor's third son?If he is atleast he is not with the raiders, unless this is some 4d chess move.
>>4641801> Take them all down. They can't give chase if there's no one left to fight.
>>4641962I will support but the priority is the strangers safety, black out the rangers closest and work our ways out.
>>4641857That is the assumption I have been going off, he is the third son.Also, that teamwork tho. Fucking fantastic Luo
>>4641857Support. As much as taking them all on right now sounds nice, retreating into the forest and having them chase us is only in our benefit. They will have more obstacles and will tire out much sooner chasing us than we will. Our casual jog is their full on sprint after all. We just have to worry about arrows being shot into our backs. Retreating into the trees also takes care of that issue, breaking their line of sight with trees. Once the swordsman is out of danger, then we can turn around and start the hunt to remove the issue.
>>4642284You mean fighting our way to the forest and telling the swordsman to head on to the village while we clean up shop so we can use the trees to break up their numbers?I can get behind that.
The only reason that I'm not support taking them all down is that we didn't make our preparations, and fighting too much now can tire us. Get him out, so we can put the traps in the forest and kick the raiders ass later.
>>4642392There are only two dozen men. Barely a workout.
>>4641857>>4642284>>4642301So that's three votes on escape?
>>4642590Get the traveller prince to the safety of the woods and tell him to get going while we hold em back is my take.Ensure his safety before wiping them out is the priority
Fair enough. Gonna try to escape with the swordsman. Writing.
>>4642392>Tire us>Tai Lung>Tired
>>4642662We have been tired out plenty. But never to so few.
"Yeah." You say planting your hand onto a raider's face and slamming them down into the ground. "We'll use the woods to lose them then double back to base." Xin Lan parries a sword, twisting their opponents wrist palm up and using their other dagger to stab them the palm before delivering a chop to their neck. "I've heard worse." They admit. The two of you start to back up and you flip over Xin Lan to deliver a butterfly kick to the raider they were facing. Xin Lan ducks under your legs, parries another sword swing intended for you and hamstrings the man. The two raiders fall to the ground and you two procceed. "Hey, new guy. You ever run for your life?" Xin Lan asks. The swordsman pivots on one foot, smashing his elbow into a raider's temple and driving their sword into their chest. They kick the body off and hop back. "I've dabbled." He says going back to back with you. "I take it we're heading to the nearby ruins?" He asks. "Take the woods, we can lose the raiders there." You hooking your arm under an attacker's and upper cutting them. "Can you keep up?""If I can't then I've wasted a lot of years of my life." The swordsman replies. "On your mark then stranger." You nod. With a loud roar you step forward to deliver a devastating left hook into the side of a raider. You feel their ribs cave in and they're lifted off the ground slightly. A right hook follow suit right into their stomach lifting them up even more and you grab hold of raider. You dash forward, using them as a battering ram and knocking aside everyone infront of you as you push your way past. Xin Lan and the swordsman stay right behind you parrying, blocking and evading oncoming attacks. You reach the tree line and hurl the broken man aside only for them to feel one last round house as the rabbit's attack send them flying back into the persuing group. As a last act of deterence, the swordsman's blade flicks out, barely visible in the night, and soon after one of the trees groans and begins to fall behind you. You hear the shouts and screams of your persuers as they scramble to get out of the way but you have no time to look back as all three of you vanish into the darkness of the forest.---It takes you a lot longer to return to camp than it was to reach the fight. The forests swarm with raiders, far more than you would have though. Angry shouts and call outs ring through the quiet darkness forcing your group to slow down and favor stealth over speed. Despite the your new party member's messy and untied hair, he manages to keep up with you and remain hidden. All three of you hide behind a fallen tree as you hear a patrol's footsteps. They shout and talk amongst themselves in their strange language but from their tone of frustration, you assume you're all still hidden. There's arguing and a kick to the tree you're hiding behind before they depart deeper into the woods.
The three of you maintain a crawl for a while, keeping low and out of sight before the trees begin to thin out once more. At the edge of the forest all three of you make a mad dash to the nearest street you can find. "I think we're good." Xin Lan says peeking out towards the forest behind you."I suppose now is an appropriate time to thank you?" The swordsman says with a tired grin. "Once again, you have my-" The man cuts out abruptly with a groan of pain as they fall to their knees. He steadies himself with his sheathed blade holding his side with one hand."Hey stay with us!" You say scrambling to their side to check their injury. Their robe was stained dark with what you can only assume is his blood though it's hard to tell considering he was covered in it. "We're almost there.""Just...just a small cut. The adrenaline leaving my body. Might have a few more but could have been a lot worse if you hadn't arrived." The young man pants with a strained smile. "It won't do for me to die here before I've treated you to a drink." He struggles a bit but manages to stand up on slightly shakey legs. "You two make quite the team. I'm glad to have made your aquaintance.""We can save the plesantries til we get back to base." Xin Lan replies. "We have a medic so don't go dying on us before we get there.""Wouldn't dream of it." The swordsman replies with a pained chuckle. You pull one of the young man's arms over your shoulder and bear his weight as all three of you continue back to the community hall. The swordsman looks around as you all walk. "They've made great progress." He says. "Shame it's on the brink of ruin again.""I dunno." Xin Lan says. "Still looks like a ruined dump to me.""Yes but a ruined dump with hope." The swordsman replies with a smile. "Also I was mostly refering to the clean streets and cleaned out plots near what looks like a hall of some kind. Small steps but progress nonetheless." Xin Lan shrugs but says nothing.
You managed to reach the doorway where the two guards are standing. "You're still alive?" One replies with disdain. "Couldn't have done us a favor and died out there?""And now you bring someone else. Another one of your fanatical friends?" The other asks. "Don't you two have anything better to do?" Xin Lan snaps back. "Why don't you stand a bit more and stay useless? Let the real heroes do the work. Last I checked, all you two did was look at the woods worried. Now step aside, we got someone injured." The guard makes a face and seems eager to engage the rabbit but you hold out your free hand.>What do you say?>Tell Xin that it's enough. They made their point and there's nothing to gain from antagonizing the guards.>Tell the guards to save their breath. You already know their stance but there's better things to put that energy towards such as the evacuation.>Say that you have someone injured and Shifu has made it clear that you're allowed in. Head inside.>Say nothing and make your way indoors. If the gaurds try to stop you simply push them aside. Being nice can wait til everyone is safe.>Write in.
>>4642727>"Let's put aside our prides and grudges for now. There's far more important things to focus on, and we can go back to hating each other when we can afford to. Deal?"
>>4642727>"Both of you save your breath, You two should be helping with the evacuation and You are well aware that this doesn't help anyone. Master shifu has made it clear that anyone is entitled to aid, so that's what this man will get">Tell them to inform the captain that the raiders were just north of the town again while we get princy to Ming.>Make our way inside, pushing past if required.
>>4642798Should be "All of you" save your breath
>>4642727>Say that you have someone injured and Shifu has made it clear that you're allowed in. Head inside.>Say nothing and make your way indoors. If the gaurds try to stop you simply push them aside. Being nice can wait til everyone is safe.Say what we are doing and don't wait for an answer.I think I'm beghing understand why the captain was always so angry.
>>4642798>>4642845>>4642743>>4642845Telling them politely yet firmly that we has permission and there's bigger things to focus on. Writing
“All of you, save your breath.” You say. “You two with the evacuation and you’re well aware that this doesn’t help anyone. Master Shifu has made it clear that anyone is entitled to aid, so that’s what this man will get. Let’s put aside our pride and grudges for now. There’s far more important things to focus on. We can go back to hating each other when we can afford to. Deal?” The guards glare at you as their snarky remarks seem to die down. “There’s raiders in the woods north of here. Far more than we assumed. One of you go tell Shifu while I get this guy to a medic.” You help the swordsman up the steps and into the door. Though you expected some resistance from the guards they offer none. “It seems like you’re not on good terms with the people of this village.” The swordsman says quietly from under his hair as you three are stared at and avoided. “My apologies if I’m only adding to your burdens.”“Don’t worry about it.” You reply quietly. “I’m used to it.” You half lie. Prison was far worse than the treatment you’re receiving here but you would be lying if you said that the responses positive responses from the people you previously saved had not shifted how you expected people to react to your presence. “Besides, it’s not like we do this for the fame.” Xin Lan adds. “We do it because no one else will.” The swordsman lets out a soft chuckle. “Traveling warriors righting wrongs and protecting the innocent while never receiving proper thanks. Sounds like something out of a child’s tale.” He says amused. “We’re the real deal.” Xin Lan says with a smirk. “Seems like your stories are coming to life.”“So it seems…” The swordsman replies as they try to walk on their own but you don’t allow them too. “You mentioned there was a medic? I’m fine friends. They can tend to me last. I’m sure there are others here who need it more than I do.”“Knowing Ming, she’s already done her rounds three times by now. You’ll be fine.” You assure him as you walk into the makeshift infirmary. “Renshu is awake.” You say almost instinctively. Sure enough, by the time you reach him, the striped rabbit is sitting up and looking outside before they turn to face you.“You’ve returned.” Renshu replies. “I’m sorry that I could not follow. Xin Lan and I heard the fighting long before it reached the guards but all I could do was wait here.” “Good.” You say as you gently assist the young man to the ground. They try their hardest to not make a sound but a slight gasp manages to escape. “I’m sure both Ming and Xin would have added to your injuries before fixing them again if they caught you trying to escape.”Renshu gives you a soft smile and laughs. “A medic who can injure you as much as she wants before fixing you back to perfect health. How terrifying.”
“You know it.” Xin Lan says sitting down next to their brother. “Now back to rest for you.” They say ruffling their ears. “Some other time little one.” He replies. “We have a guest.”“Don’t mind me.” The swordsman says. “Despite your friend’s saying otherwise, I’m perfectly fine waiting for others to be treated before me.”“And yet you’re in a great deal of pain.” Renshu points out gently. “No matter how well you try to hide it.” He looks at you. “Ming should be in the main hall. She just stepped out.” You nod and head back to find her.You find Ming cooking and surprisingly, with a rather sour look on her face. You raise your hands in peace as you approach. “I know, I know. I could have gotten hurt.” You say gently. “If it makes you feel better, we rescued someone. If you want to get mad, he’s injured.” Ming sticks her tongue out at you. “It’s not that.” She grumbles. “I got put on cooking duty. Just because I’m a girl.” She hisses. You raise an eyebrow.“That’s a rather antiquated way of thinking.” You say slightly amused at Ming’s frustration. “You sure it’s only because of that?”Ming looks around. “No. I overheard that it’s so I don’t cause trouble.” She whispers. “They don’t like that one of your friends is the best medic they have around.” At that you frown. Frankly all this was getting a bit ridiculous.>What do you do?>Yell at the villagers. Set the record straight. You did bad things but this time you’re trying to save everyone and they’re all just making it harder on themselves.>Tell Ming to bear it for now. If it’s to save everyone, then it’s worth the frustration.>Tell Ming to forget the cooking. There’s someone who needs her help and this is just petty.>Write in.
>>4642938>Leave the cooking Ming, and you dont need to do anything to "keep you out of trouble"They are doing nothing harmful but this is ridiculous. Shouting isnt going to fix this and cooking duty isnt something that we can get riled up over without seeming like we are blowing things out of proportion.But this has got to stop and soon.
>>4642947On second though, e can call someone else to take care of the pot while we tend to the traveller.Po perhaps or just "The medic is going to heal people now, someone else stir the pot."I dont think they will ask us to do it. And Po may knock a wall down in his haste to take over.
>>4642938>Tell Ming to forget the cooking. There’s someone who needs her help and this is just petty.Ask about explosives, gas and irritants, we got to go get the materials we left. These people will be saved, despite their own efforts otherwise.Also good job on nailing the time honored chinese tradition of fucking over people who help them. Just need for some guards to betray the rest and help the raiders and we will have a mini example of what happened everytime foreign steppe people invaded.
>>4642973I swear to god, if you're correct, then I'm putting it right here.If they harm a hair on our family or Po, We should fucking cripple them. Not the usual "Break an arm and punch them unconsious" our style leans towards. I mean "Turn their arms and a leg bones into chunky soup to the point where a mercy killing is the humane alternative"
>>4642947>>4642973>>4643013Ming has better things to do. Like getting hugged. Writing.
“Forget the cooking.” You say. “You have better things to do. This is just them being petty and there’s someone injured that needs help. Besides, the only trouble we make is the kind that saves lives.” “But I just started making pie.” Ming protests. “And a nice loaf of bread.”“That can wait.” You say gently pushing Ming towards the infirmary. “You’re a doctor, not a chef.”“I’ll remember that.” Ming says. “I’m not making food anymore. That’s Xin’s job now.”“Then I will cry at your funeral.” You chuckle. “I’ll find someone to take over here.” Ming hurries over to do her duties and you stare at the food. There were a lot of pies in the makeshift oven. It was a shame they weren’t fully cooked as you suddenly had the urge to sneak a few away to your family. In either case, you weren’t a cook evident by the fact only Renshu and Ming were allowed to touch the rations for cooking after “The Incident”. Shuddering at that memory, you decide it would be best not to submit the villagers to a recreation of that instance and instead you go look for the only other person you knew could handle this, Po. You wander around the main hall to no avail, only finding villagers, before heading to the back rooms to look.You would think someone as large as The Dragon Warrior would be easy to find but you seem to have trouble locating the man. It’s only through your keen hearing that you managed to track both him and your Father down. You approach one of the doors to hear, “Master Shifu I have to. You gotta let me do it.” You hear the panda plead.“I said no, Po.” Shifu replies sternly. “Your duties are with The Five and that means you have to come with the rest of the villagers. Someone has to defend them as we evacuate and that means us.” “But Master, those people are depending on me. I see how they look at me, I hear what they say. They think I’m some kind of savior. That I’m gonna go fight the raiders and make them go away.”“Now isn’t the time to go and play hero. We have lives to protect, regardless of what they think.”“It’s not that...I just...I want to help. Hero or not I just want to do the right thing and I think I can do that by staying behind and helping Tai Lung. People got hurt in the last fight and I think that if we can spare more people to hold the raiders off then it’ll give everyone else a better chance to escape.”“He can’t hold them all off. Some of them are bound to slip through and that is where we stop them. We have our own part to play.”“That’s exactly why I think I can stay here. Because you’ll be with the villagers. The more of us here the less that might slip by.”“Po, I understand why you want to do this. You have a lot on your shoulders but this isn’t the way to prove yourself. We all believe in your skill but sometimes you have to set aside your desires for the good of the defenseless.”
It was plainly evident that they were at an impasse but you’re unsure if you had any right to step in and intrude.>What do you do?>Step in and offer your opinion. This was your plan after all. (What do you say? Do you think Po should stay or go?)>Leave the two to discuss it themselves. It’s rude to interrupt and force yourself into what is obviously a private matter. Head back to Ming and tell a villager to cook or risk trying to cook the food yourself.>Write in.
>>4643208>Step in and offer your opinion. This was your plan after all. (What do you say? Do you think Po should stay or go?)>What we are going to do isn't a heroic last stand against a horde, is a game of cat and mouse to waste their time. You have a heart of gold Po, people look up to you, and listen what you say. You just being present with the evacution is going to lift morale and make them a stronger force. You can lead the charge when we come back to stop them for good.>Also could you help with the food? Ming is helping an injured man and my cooking is classified as poison.
>>4643208Time to do the old Kung Fu and narritive cool guy trope.>Step to the side of the door out of further earshot and wait for them to be done before politely offering our opinion if he wants it.>"Panda, your technique has a firm grasp of the fundamentals and I can attest to your creative adaptation of the environment to your uses. But I can also see the weight of expectation pressing down on you, The compulsion to act and validate the faith you see the villigers have given you by taking an obscene risk of facing them without your friends.If you would take my opinion, be the Dragon Warrior and lead them to safety, make them feel safe so they can rest easily and move quickly, smooth the tensions and bring them to a place where the raiders cannot harm them, then gather your friends and you will be ready to put a stop to the raiders for good.You are going to save their lives, you and shifu, no matter how much they might try to sabotage that effort because that is what YOU are. Their savior and defender and the person who symbolises everything they respect about both you and kung fu. And that means preserving lives over commiting to a delaying tactic."When that's done.>Could you help with the food, My cooking has been classified as Poision and I'm not quite ready to do them harm yet.
>>4643225>>4643241Speech! Po is a good boy and he is needed elsewhere but he can certainly save our cooking. Writing
Gotta postpone the write in for a bit as I get something done. The sides of the coin continue as TL can't cook while Po can. I think only the bunnies managed to keep the food down as they were probably trained to resist poison.
>>4643208>Step in and offer your opinion. This was your plan after all. (What do you say? Do you think Po should stay or go?)"Whatever choice you make, make sure it's one you will not regret. It's a difficult decision for sure, but deep down I feel like you already know the right move to make."No need to influence him, I'm sure his heart and mind are at war. Just have to make sure his heart wins out in the end and leaves him with a decision he can be...satisfied with.
Power is back and so am I. I was this close to bumbling around in the bathroom to try and shower. Probably best that I sat down and scared the hell out of myself by not noticing my cat wandering around.
You step aside and wait for the two to finish speaking. It was the same back and forth for a bit longer with Shifu wanting Po to help with the evacuation and Po wishing to remain behind. Eventually the two grow silent as they can no longer argue their opinions without reverting to the start once more. You decide that this is the time to step in. "Panda, your techni-" You start as you step through the door but are interrupted when Po screams in surprise and stumbles forward, shattering the small table and scattering the tea set everywhere. Po groans in pain and you look at your father who can only give you a look that says everything. You cough politely to clear your throat and continue. "...your technique has a firm grasp of the fundamentals and I can attest to your creative adaptation of the environment to your uses. But I can also see the weight of expectation pressing down on you, The compulsion to act and validate the faith you see the villigers have given you by taking an obscene risk of facing them without your friends."You lift Po by the waist of their pants to his feet. Po mumbles his thanks as he tries to dust off tea from his pants. "If you would take my opinion, be the Dragon Warrior and lead them to safety, make them feel safe so they can rest easily and move quickly, smooth the tensions and bring them to a place where the raiders cannot harm them, then gather your friends and you will be ready to put a stop to the raiders for good. You are going to save their lives, you and Shifu, no matter how much they might try to sabotage that effort because that is what YOU are. Their savior and defender and the person who symbolises everything they respect about both you and kung fu. And that means preserving lives over commiting to a delaying tactic."You sit down next to your father. "What we're doing isn't a heroic last stand, it's a game of cat and mouse to waste their time. You have a heart of gold Po, people look up to you, and listen to what you say. You just being present with the evacuation will raise their morale and give them hope. Once The Five return then you can lead a charge to fight evil. Whatever choice you make, make sure it's one you will not regret. It's a difficult decision for sure, but deep down I feel like you already know the right move to make." Po sniffs and looks conflicted unsure of what to say. You sheepishly rub the back of your head and add, "But...I mostly came to ask if you could help with cooking? I'm...no longer allowed to "make poison" again and I'm trying to keep people alive." Po wipes his nose and nods trying not to cry. "Ok." He says lumbering off to the kitchen and you stand.>What do you do?>Tell Shifu that he raised a good kid. Hopefully he does better and learns from your own mistakes.>Say that you'll never understand how Po became the dragon warrior.>Bid your father goodnight and head to where Ming is.>Go to the makeshift kitchen and try to "help".>Write in.
>>4643712>Hes a good kid Shifu>ask if Po is alright or if he needs help
https://pastebin.com/HLnExfjRProbably this quest's first Omake, with ALL elements within NONCANON unless declared otherwise by the QM.You can always pick and choose which, if any of them, are canon of course. It's fine if it's a fully noncanon omake.
>>4643836And yes, I absolutely am enough of a hack to name a cat 'Nine' in traditional mongolian.Though she should change her name to eight after this.
>>4643837My guy, did you just...write a fan fiction to my fan fiction? That's awesome! I'm glad you're enjoying the quest enough for you to do something like this. It's really well written too! Hell, I'd argue it's better written than what I can do. Reminds me of that fan art a few anons did of Xin and Jianguo. Stuff like this is always appreaciated! Keep that good shit coming.
>>4643840I'm glad you rike it!My idea for the Demon of the North, when I was writing this, was totally a Polar Bear by the way. An apex predator that stands even taller than a grizzly, with a hide that even walrus find difficult to pierce...they'd definitely be one of the most naturally talented creatures in the KFP universe. Fuckhuge strong physically.
>>4643846That sounds pretty awesome. Not sure if there are polar bears in Mongolia but I've been meaning to throw another bear at the group. I agree that they'd be some of the most naturally strong people in the KFP universe as well as some of the tallest. Definitely loved point of view from the raiders. Always cool to see the crew from the other side.Gonna call it a night. I'll count up vote in the morning.
>>4643846Also, the entire omake plot came about as a shower thought: what would the raiders have seen on the other side of that?Through narrative convenience I reasoned that someone who temporarily died and was brought back from the brink through the ki of a natural deadseer who has the blood of a true dragon warrior running through their veins is good enough of a bullshit excuse to turn someone’s own spirit sight on. I really just wanted to paint the picture of how pants shittingly terrifying Renshu would look to someone who could see it all, and maybe show what Renshu’s own experience of the world might be like.I also reasoned that someone who is now spiritually aware like that would be able to shake off ki strikes faster than normies, hence her waking up in time to get the fuck outta there.
>>4643857Mongolia borders Russia to the north, and Russia definitely has some polar bears. That’s why it’s “of the North”, I’m cheeky like that.
>>4643861And after a bit of history diving, APPARENTLY Mongolia completely pushed Russia’s shit in and made it a vassal of theirs. Jesus christ the mongol hordes were terrifyingly good.I guess that explains why a lot of Siberians look so very asian.
>>4643836Pretty good my guy. Though I don't think that Renshu literally has our blood in him, does he?Real mystic binding shit, blood brothers.
>>4643873That was before russia was actully russia tough, muskov only grew in power to overtake kiev because they faked being good little vassals until the mongol empire fractured and the golden horde started getting fucked up, only then did they united and expand east.So this guy would be native siberian instead of russian.Good shit though my dude.
>>4643964Didn’t we do that badass thing of swapping blood with a cut hand?I could be misremembering.
>>4644065We did, but it's a symbolic thing.Although given how magical the setting is I wouldn't doubt it marked Renshu somehow.
>>4644065We did, but I didn't think that actually pumped blood into eachother.
>>4644065You did. Cut each other's palms and swapped blood but it was more a symbolic thing rather than a big blood transfusion thing. Doesn't mean there hasn't been magical effects however. Just need to know where to look.
>>4643742Taking this vote. Writing.
>>4644375Again, we all forgot to vote because someone wrote a story
>>4644383But it was a good story and got people discussing which I like so I don't mind.
>>4644375Oh shit I forgot to vote>>4644383True
You watch Po leave and look at your father. “You raised a good kid.” You say. “Don’t let him make the same mistakes I did. He can do so much more by learning from my mistakes.” Shifu gives you a look. “What about you?” He asks. You give him a sad smile.“I’m not a good person. Far from it.” You reply. Shifu motions around you. “And yet you are here. Defending the weak. Protecting the injured. IS that not what a good person does?”“You know what I mean father.” Shifu places a hand on your shoulder. “My son, being good or evil is not two sides of the same coin. Neither black or white. Master Oogway used to say that good and evil are like a meal. It’s a delicate mix of various ingredients. Life experiences, morals, goals...a good combination can bring about the best in us but a bad combination shows everyone our darker combinations but, with a bit of work and hope, one can pull back a meal from the brink of ruin and turn it in a beautiful feast. All you have to do is believe.”You can’t help but snort a bit. “Knowing my cooking, that explains a lot.” Shifu frowns.“Yes, Oogway did have an odd penchant for food metaphors.” He mutters. “But the meaning still applies. A good person is not good simply because they only do what is right and a bad person is not a bad person simply because they did evil. Good people can do bad things and bad people can do good. You made a terrible decision. Nothing we can do can change that but what we can change is who you will become. Something you’ve taken the steps to do. You are not the same man who we locked away. When I see you now, I see a good man who carries their past on their shoulder but uses that burden to help those around him. You chose to change your path, you chose to help those who were powerless. You chose to be a good man.” The old kung fu master wraps his arms around you. “And I’ve never stopped considering you my son.” He says quietly. “Just...come back to me. After all this. After you’re done traveling. Come back. If only for one last time.”>What do you say?>Say that you will. You’ll add it to your list of things you’re too stubborn not to do.>Say that you can’t promise anything but you will try.>Say that you can’t. It hurts and you wish it weren’t so but you’re still an outlaw and you’d rather go back to prison than to allow your status to harm anyone important to you.>Write in.
>>4644434>Say that you will. You’ll add it to your list of things you’re too stubborn not to do.
>>4644434>We'll return, nothing in this realm or the next can stop that.>"Don't forget your other students Father. I think Tigress wouldn't appreciate my absorbing more of your attentions"Limited knowledge and played off as a joke, but Shifu should really focus more on the five as people.
>>4644440>>4644444Taking these votes. Writing.
>>4644434>Say that you will. You’ll add it to your list of things you’re too stubborn not to do.At this point I want to find the pools just for the sake of it. He is welcome to take a look at it when we do.Also we can visit them from time to time, but if Tai Lung ever settle somewhere it should be far from the valley of peace.
>>4644475Speaking of the Pools, I do think at this point finding them is less of final goal and more of a bucket list item. We've become one piece now. Maybe I should put that on the list of shower thought quests I could run.
>>4644481I don't know, One Piece quests always seem to devolve into powerlevel wank and/or die out of nowhere.
>>4644481One piece's enormous length turns me off to trying to get into it
>>4644502True enough though I meant more the setting and power system than its plot. >>4644492I feel that's why this quest is doing well aside from the fact I'm too stubborn to stop writing, because the power level isn't too high that there's no challenge (at least i try to make it where TL isn't the only one at risk you know?) And there's a clear goal. Maybe hunter x hunter would be a better power system. Its more well defined in terms of power systems.
“Of course.” You reply hugging your father back. “I’ll add it on my list of things that I’m too stubborn not to do. I’ll come back. Nothing in this realm or the next can stop me.” You pull back. “But you do have other students father. I’m sure they’ll all appreciate some time as well and I’m pretty sure Tigress would not be pleased to know you’ve spent this much time with me without attempting to capture me in the process.” Shifu nods solemnly. “You are right...there are others I have to care for. I cannot shelter you forever though I’m afraid the time for that has long passed me.” He admits. “I have to return to them as well.”You nod. “I believe in you.” You say. “You’ll know what to do. You always do.”“And yet here we are. A result of my own decisions.”“A result of all of our decisions.” You correct. “You’re not alone in blame here. Though before we go into a circle of self blaming, we have to prepare for tomorrow. The night won’t last forever and we should be ready for when the sun rises.” You give your father one last hug and excuse yourself.You find Po cooking quietly, or rather, staring glumly at the pies. Such a sight makes you hesitate on returning to your friends. You weren’t sure if it was your place to try to speak to him about how he felt. Certainly there were parallels to what the two of you went through but you weren’t particularly close to the man. At least with your friends you were close to them. You had gone through a lot with them and felt comfortable with them. Po was basically a stranger. Still, you couldn’t leave someone alone with their troubles. You make your way up to the panda, making sure he saw you this time, and pull up a chair next to him. “What’s wrong?” You ask a bit too bluntly. “Oh it’s...you know. Just battle nerves.” He says trying to joke and keep things light. “Gotta be ready to kick butt.” You raise an eyebrow and stare at them.“You sure?” You ask suspiciously.“Yeah, totally.” Po replies. You continue to stare at them. Nothing hateful, you simply maintain direct eye contact. Po coughs and tries to look away but you continue to stare right at the same place. It wasn’t about looking him in the eyes but merely at him to show that he couldn’t hide from you. A statement that even Po catches as he starts to fidget. “So uhh...nice weather we’re having?” He asks, attempting to shift the conversation. You don’t reply. Doing so would give him an out and an opportunity to hide the truth. It doesn’t take long before the panda cracks. “Alright! Alright!” He says giving up. “It’s everything.” He says. “Everyone thinks you’re...cool.”
“No, I’m sure everyone thinks I’m a monster.” You chuckle. “But go on.”“But you are! Cool! I mean you are cool.” Po mutters. “You’re everything I wanted to be growing up. A Kung Fu master. Someone who knows every trick in the book and gets into awesome fights with evil. I saw how you left that tiger guy and how you left the magistrates home back in Zhengyi. The fight must have been epic! And everyone was talking about how great your friends were…” Po goes quiet. “Not like here though…”“It shows how much my past follows me.” You explain. “Enough to prevent people from giving me a chance.”“Yeah but...I dunno. I just want to be like you.” The panda explains. “Everyone looks at me like I’m some kind of hero. I mean I am. I’ve saved a city too…” He points to his scars on his arm and the one running down his face through his eye. “It’s how I got these but you...you left the city without a scratch! You took on an army of guards and gangsters and no one touched you. That’s what everyone thinks I am...and I’m not. I’m just...me.”“And since when has that been a problem?” You ask. “Wasn’t the fact that there was no secret ingredient the whole deal with our first fight? You’re you and no one else. You don’t have to be.” Po seems unconvinced.>What do you say?>Tell Po that chasing someone else will only lead him down the wrong path. It least to self doubt, resentment, anger and ultimately hurting those who didn’t do anything.>Say that’s what martial arts is for. It’s meant for self discovery. A fact you neglected and it’s effects are obvious.>Say that part of being cool is not caring about being cool. That will come on it’s own.>Say that one of the ways he can help with his problem is to develop his own style. Something he can call his own. >Say he doesn't want to be like you. You're not a good person and your sins weigh heavily on you.>Write in.
>>4644600>"I spent a lifetime breaking and rebuilding myself countless times to reach this point. The same is true of my companions, Po. The fact that you've gone as far as you have in so little time tells me that you'll one day be capable of feats that would match the great dragons themselves - and I don't say such a thing lightly. The Po that existed one year ago was a complete amateur, but since then you nearly fought me to a standstill, developed your own style, and yes - saved a city. Even if you were injured in the process, you still succeeded in the end. Every mistake you make will fuel your growth, as a person and as a warrior...scars exist to remind us of the lessons we should never forget.">Show him your scar.
>>4644536I personally don't feel that Tai is ever in real danger until we come against kung fu masters, But something is always at risk.>>4644600I'll support this speech>>4644635>But if you wish to feel better, remember that Martial arts is a means of self reflection and mediation, of breaking and rebuilding the self. Your style will reflect this as you grow more experienced, perhaps if you develop it then you can soothe your worries through the strain and the reward of a well executed move. I can't help there but I'm sure it will be quite something to behold.
>"I spent a lifetime breaking and rebuilding myself countless times to reach this point. The same is true of my companions, Po. The fact that you've gone as far as you have in so little time tells me that you'll one day be capable of feats that would match the great dragons themselves - and I don't say such a thing lightly. The Po that existed one year ago was a complete amateur, but since then you nearly fought me to a standstill, developed your own style, and yes - saved a city. Even if you were injured in the process, you still succeeded in the end. Every mistake you make will fuel your growth, as a person and as a warrior...scars exist to remind us of the lessons we should never forget.">Show him your scar.
>>4644600>You just started Panda, and can face martial artist with decades of training ahead of you. Do you want to know why I fell? Because I wanted to be the Dragon Warriors that others thought it should be, strong, unconquerable. But I never asked myself what being a hero would mean, I never reflected. Don't chase to be otherz, nor what they want to be, think about who you are, what you want, what you should and what you can be, and make that a reality.Although risking being hypocritical, I think you have extreme luck, and a flexible mind. You have deep knowledge of many martial artists and a legitmate passion for it. So try learning a bit of all the styles that you encounter, and weave then into one, with your own touch. It should give you a taste of every way of tought in China.
>>4644761I do like mentioning his passion.His Innate skill, Passion and improvisation are his strengths so mentioning what his good points are should be encouraged.
>>4644635>>4644649>>4644751>>4644761Tai lung has evolved from a throw away villain who wanted unlimited power to a confused man with no goals who though might made right to an experienced martial artist who simply wants everyone else to be better than he was. Proud of you anons. Writing
“I’ve spent a lifetime breaking and rebuilding myself countless times to reach this point. The same is true of my companions, Po. The fact you’ve gone as far as you have in so little time tells me that you’ll one day be capable of feats that would match the great dragons themselves. Do you want to know why I fell? Because I wanted to be the Dragon Warrior others thought should be. Strong, unconquerable. But I never asked myself what being a hero would mean, I never reflected. Don’t chase the images others leave behind, nor what they want you to be, think about who you are, what you want, what you should and what you can be then work to make that a reality.” You say looking Po straight in the eyes. “But if you wish to feel better, remember that Kung Fu is a means of self reflection and meditation. It’s breaking and rebuilding the self. Your style will reflect this as you grow more experienced and as you develop it then you will find the means to soothe your worries through the strain and reward of a well executed move. I can’t help you there but I’m sure it will be something to behold. You have a flexible mind and a deep knowledge of many martial artists. But more importantly, you have a legitimate passion for the craft. You just started Panda, and can face martial artists with decades of training ahead of you. The Po that existed one year ago was a complete amateur, but since then you’ve nearly fought me to a standstill, developed your own style, and yes - saved a city. Even if you were injured in the process, you still succeeded in the end. Every mistake you make will fuel you growth, as a person and as a warrior. Scar exists to remind us of the lessons we should never forget.”You open up the front of your tunic to show him the long thin scar running across your chest. You close your shirt and look away trying not to think too hard about what you say next as you try to lighten the mood, “Plus...Xin says that women find them attractive. So I suppose you have me beat there again. You have more scars.” Po gives you a small smile but doesn't say anything leaving a bit of an awkward air between the two of you. Rather than letting it get more awkward you decide to say something.>What do you say?>Ask Po about something. Maybe The Five? Or his own adventures?>Ask Po about cooking. Maybe he can create a miracle and teach you something.>Head back to your friends. Let Po contemplate on what you said. You do have to get back to planning.>Write in.
>>4645134>Ask Po about something.Ask him how he got his scar. I don’t think we heard him tell the full story about the city.
>>4645134>Tell us the story of those scars.>Head back to our friends and let him reflect.
>>4645202>>4645247I like the idea of him telling us how he got his scars and I think in addition we should tell him the story of our scar, maybe it is a mistake that we made that he can think on and maybe prevent him making the same mistake in future.
>>4645364Swaping story is a good ideia.Didn't we get our scar (and death) because we rushed ahead without resting in the boat?
>>4645461Yep. So we didnt really make any mistakes as far as I am concerned. It was save everyone from the dragon kings wrath and rescue Xin or dont.But we really shouldnt spend too much time with Po, it's bad for his reputation. Once he's perked up we can let him be to cook.
>>4645474Also, Tai Lung really has become basically martial arts buddha.Traveled the other realms for their wisdom, made bargains and experienced many things with the spirits, dealt with men and beasts of many varieties, beat the shit out of that which ruled before recorded history, spoke with legends about good and evil and the path martial artists should take and NOW using all that accumulated wisdom and knowledge to offer aid to the confused, the troubled and those willing to listen.Tell me this isnt just something only I'm seeing
>>4645480He is getting there, just need more experience properly meditating and contact with more philosophies and Tai Lung will end up an heir to Oogway's legacy.
>>4645202>>4645247Asking about Kung Fu Panda 2. Writing.On the topic of cooking here's how the crew ranks in cooking:Renshu is the best cook out of the group. However he likes to make meals that take a lot of time to prepare and are slow to cook. Says he finds it relaxing just like many of the things he does. Because of this he only tends to cook when the group makes camp with lots of down time just as when Ming was bring trained.Ming is an average cook. She can handle the basics and cannake pretty much anything though she's finding a knack for cooking with whatever is on hand. Because of this she tends to cook most of the time while traveling. Doesn't stop her from experimenting though and that can go either way.Xin...can "cook". Their "food" is bland at best and unappetising at worst however like their nature it does what it has to do and will provide the required nutrition to keep people alive and healthy.Tai Lung...can't cook. No two ways about it. Best you just let him gather fire wood or gather wild ingredients.
>>4645825Ok, new plan to how to get information from the raider's leader:We only feed her our cooking
>>4645825>They gave him a knife, a cast iron pot of water and some onions>How he set the water on fire and blew up the knife yet somehow still produce a purtrid sludge is not yet known.
>>4645861I thought we decided not to kill anymore
>>4645893It's only lethal past the second bite. The first two are just agonising pain and torture on par with hell.
Ming is still confused about those two. Xin loves food and Tai Lung can't even get past prep. Its mind-boggling. Renshu has decided not to question one of life's many mysteries.
>>4645962See the thing is, Tai Lung is a savant, but he cannot visualize the food as an enemy like Po can.If he could turn his mind to the right mindset, his food would be magnificent to watch and taste quite wonderful.Alas, none save Shenlong knows this ancient truth, and he found the first "Incident" so amusing that he will never reveal it in hopes that Tai Lung does it again.
Today has been busier than I anticipated. Write up is almost done.
“So...how did you get those scars?” You ask awkwardly. “I bet there must have been an epic adventure behind those.” Po looks up from the warm fires of the oven. Instinctively, he scratches at them before speaking.“Oh these? It’s nothing.” He admits. “Panda, part of being a Kung Fu master is trading cool stories you know.” You say.“Well uhh...I mean I guess it was kind of awesome.” He admits perking up a bit. He regals you the tale of his adventure in Gongmen city. How he faced off against a peacock who had slain Master Thundering Rhino. You learn that peacocks ruled the city for generations but their latest heir, Lord Shen, had become fascinated, too fascinated, with the destructive power that fireworks could do. Banished for his curiosities, Lord Shen returned with a wolf army and a powerful new weapon that could shoot fire. Po recounts his first battle and how he was completely overwhelmed without the help of The Five. It was due to this defeat that he learned of his past.“So yeah...my dad really wasn’t my dad.” Po says.“I wouldn’t have guessed.” You say. “So there are no pandas left?”“No. Lord Shen says he got them all.” Po says sadly. “Oogway was once saved by Pandas.” You say. “He said that they were masters of using Chi. I find it hard to believe that such a race would be wiped out completely even if they were pacifists. Have some hope. Perhaps some survived.”“Y-you really think so?” Po asks.“It might be unlikely but I would think so. There have been less likely things to have happened. It’s not crazy to believe that some Pandas survived. Perhaps you and your friend can keep an eye out for information on them while you travel. Looking for them or at least learning about your people could prove to be very eye opening for yourself.” You reply. “But you mentioned that this Lord Shen had raised an army?” Po nods and continues to tell how Shen had raised a vast navy, with each boat armed with his fireball weapons. The battle was hard fought but Po managed to cause each boat to explode by having them firing upon themselves. The real fight was against Lord Shen, his rage and lust for revenge had kept him from seeing what was happening. However, it didn’t make him and less of a dangerous opponent. Po scratches his scars again as he describes how the peacock used throwing knives as a fan like weapon and how even his clothing was lined with them. He had taken the panda by surprise when Po tried to talk him out of his rage. Ultimately, Shen was consumed by his own weapon when he tried to fire a damaged cannon only to have it explode upon him. The panda shudders as he recalls what was left of the peacock lord. “After that...I kind of just left. There was a feast and celebration but I didn’t really feel like participating. Not after that.” He admits.“It is a lesson for us all.” You say. “An example of one’s obsessions ultimately consuming them.”
“I know. Shifu said the same but...I feel like I could have done something. Maybe if I had worded it differently…”“You offered him a chance. That’s all you can do. You can show people the way but it’s ultimately up to them to decide if they want to try again.” You point out. “If you take all of your failures to heart like that you’ll soon become too afraid to act. Use these as a lesson but don’t let them chain you down.”Po nods and goes back to looking at the pies. You decide that perhaps he needs some time to think. It seems like these events are still fresh on his mind. You stand up and begin to make your way to your friends when the panda speaks up. “Hey, Tai Lung?” He asks. You stop and look at him“Do you think…I mean...I think we could have been good friends.” He says quietly. You let out a small laugh and continue on your way all the while waving at him and replying with,“Panda, what makes you think we’re not?” >What do you tell your friends?>Ask Ming about making bombs and traps. Maybe she has some ideas.>Ask the swordsman why he was being attacked. What was he doing all the way out here?>Tell Renshu the plan. Unfortunately he’s going to have to be evacuated as well.>Ask Xin if they’ve seen any more raiders crawling about.>Write in.
>>4646161>Break the news to Renshu >Ask if Xin has seen anything else going on/if he has any ideas on how to get the traps done.>Ask the swordsman his name and buissness, we know he has been here before but not his name.
>>4646176>Ming and Xin about traps.Stupid phone.
>>464616>Ask Ming about making bombs and traps. Maybe she has some ideas.>Ask the swordsman why he was being attacked. What was he doing all the way out here?Gotta get the materials to make the traps, we don't know how much time we have
>>4646181>Another phoneposter sufferingI'm truly among kindred in this quest
>>4646176>>4646255Letting best girl know that he'll have to evacuated too. Asking Ming and Xin about supplies and traps. Gotta ask sword guy his name. Writing
>>4646256Yeah.Though I find it funny we are asking Xin about traps, because I am immature.
You make your way back to your friends and settle down between the two rabbits. The swordsman’s armor lay next to him as Ming quietly worked on stitching up a deep cut on his side. Now that you got a better look at him, he was quite muscular though more on the leaner side. Besides the fresh wounds on him, minor knicks aside from the large wound being tended on and possible bruises from the way his fur was matted, he didn’t seem to bear any signs of previous injuries. You’re not sure how well traveled he was either. Though his clothes were travel worn they were of high quality but certainly not fresh. His skill also made it more difficult to discern anything as well. He was clearly well trained and knew his way around a fight but you expected at least some signs of prior fights. Even you had a few areas where your fur was slightly thinner or grew a bit messier due to old scars and cuts from your training. Throughout the procedure the young man doesn’t complain or make noise but you can see his muscle wince and twitch each time the needle goes through.“If it weren’t for your ribs, this would have been a lot worse.” She says finishing up and applying some salve. “Luckily the bones deflected the blow but still, it’s a pretty bad cut. Hopefully you’re a lot smarter than some people I know when I tell them to rest up. Unfortunately this is the best I can do. I’m running low on supplies.” She continues flicking you specifically with her tail and wrapping up the man’s chest with bandages.“Thank you.” He says. “What you’ve done is more than what I could ask for. I’m honored to have been treated by someone as talented as you.” Ming tries to mumble something and simply hides her face in her things. “However, may I burden you with one more request?” He asks. Ming looks up. “Oh it’s no trouble! Is something else hurting?” She asks immediately back on duty.“No. You’ve done all you could but if it’s not too much may I have an extra strip of bandage?” Ming nods and cuts out another strip, albeit a bit confused. The swordsman takes it with a small bow and slips his hands under the bangs covering his face. He pulls them and the rest of his hair back before tying it up into a messy ponytail and revealing the face of a lynx. Despite their messy hairstyle, the young man had a neatly trimmed beard. “Much better. It’s rather hard to see with all that hair in my face.”“You didn’t seem to have much trouble seeing while we ran.” You point out.“I’ve had a bit of training fighting and maneuvering blind.” The young man replies. “Though admittedly that was the first time I put it to use in a real battlefield. Granted it didn’t save those closest to me.” He says quietly as he idly thumbs the pommel of his blade.“What happened?” Ming asks gently.
The young man inhales a bit to recenter himself. “Nothing.” He says simply, back to his cheerful demeanor. “Just idle musings.” He adds. Ming frowns and looks at you. “It didn’t seem like nothing.” You point out. “Those raiders were going after you pretty hard. There must have been at least two dozen we escaped from.”“Yeah, and you were holding on pretty well.” Xin Lan points out, suspicious. “Who are you? You’re not Tai Lung are you?” You give the rabbit a look. “What? He could be.”The swordsman laughs and claps his knee. “No. I’m not him.” He says. “Though I would prefer to keep my name a secret for a bit longer.”You all look at each other. “I’m afraid we’ll have to insist on knowing who you are sir.” Renshu says. “Though the villagers here have no love for us, we are sworn to protect them. If you are no friend of the raiders and wish to lend us aid then it would benefit us all to know who we are allied with.” He smiles. “Even if you are Tai Lung.”“Plus we did save your hide.” Xin Lan adds. “You kind of owe us at least that much.” The swordsman thinks about it a bit before letting out a soft laugh that slowly grows louder.“I suppose if you have to twist my arm like that then I agree that you do deserve to know at least that much.” He says and sits up straighter. “I am Hien Yan, third son of the Emperor and third in line for the throne of China.” Hien relaxes and smiles awkwardly. “Though I suppose titles don’t mean much in this situation.” Ming lets out a squeak and immediately kneels and bows before grabbing you and Xin Lan by the collar of your shirts to pull you both down.“Hey!” Xin Lan shouts. “Shush! We just treated our Lord like one of us!” She hisses. “Apologize!”“What? You should apologize!” Xin Lan hisses back. “You’re the one who touched him bare handedly.” Ming’s face goes red and she somehow manages to bow again.“I’m sorry!” She shouts. “I didn’t mean it! I mean...I did! But I didn’t know!” She then glares at both of you to do the same.>What do you do?>Apologize. You were quite casual with the man. While this wouldn’t really matter for other figures of authority this is the son of the emperor. He and his family are second only to the dragons themselves. Even you're not so arrogant to ignore that.>Pet Ming in the head and sit up. Continue talking to the Prince. You have much more important things to discuss than following protocol.>Ignore it all and address the other issues you have so far. You don’t have time to babysit young lordlings who wish to play pretend hero.>Write in.
>>4646485>Pet Ming in the head and sit up. Continue talking to the Prince. You have much more important things to discuss than following protocol.>You were the one in taixin (or wathever last villgae name) that got the reconatruction efforts going didn't you? We were suspicious you were a mole sent by the raiders to net them free supplies, glad to see that conspiracy was wrong. I go by Xuebao, though given the state of the villagers are in you will have no effort in knowing I'm Tai Lung, what brings the 3rd prince gavalanting through the countryside as a hero? Is it the scrolls.He has secrets, we give him ours and we get his, a fair deal.
>>4646530I'll support.Maybe give a concession of bowing our head a bit and an explination, but we really only have a few hours before the villagers will be evacuating and we have zero time to follow etiquette.Plus causality with him didnt bother the young prince before, I doubt it will now.
>>4646485>He is a very important man indeed, Ming. But does that not mean he is not one of us.>Pet Ming in the head and sit up. Continue talking to the Prince. You have much more important things to discuss than following protocol.
>>4646485Come to think of it, how much disrespect would it normally be to not how and scrape before the son of the son of heaven?Because if these are the vengeful sort of chinamen, then it might be good to get a baseline of the cultural taboo we are about to commit before it costs us our heads.Or rather gets us ANOTHER death sentence.Should ask shenlong about the whole "chosen by dragons" thing.
>>4646913Honestly? It's kind bad.However, this prine looks like he doesn't give much of a shit about that.Bet that whatever reason he has to leave the court is more of an excuse than anything else.Afterall he could be doing it leading an army and sleeping in a tent while other do the actual work.
>>4646967Yeah, I'm thinking it's best to not pull this shit with his dad. Maybe not with his siblings for that matter.Though when Ming starts shouting at us for being disrespectful, we can point out that the young princeling wished to avoid attention and that while her adherence to etiquette is admirable we would be giving him away despite his wishes. And again, we ain't got time for this shit, since I'm going to be insisting the princeling leave with the villagers.
>>4646485And as a Minor aside, that last option seems rather out of character considering Tai Lungs present place. An earnest attempt to help as we have seen and been told so far hardly seems like "Playing pretend hero" when he isn't at all attempting to showcase his virtue or done anything intentionally harmful, that I can tell.Or maybe it was intended as an option to be scornful of the royalty, which is again a bit odd but not quite as much.
>>4647204Yeah, if the dude was incompetent, arrogant and an asshole it could make sense, but so far the prince seems like a good dude.