You know this dream. It mocks you. It teases you with visions of grandeur. You don’t have it every night, but when you do, it is unchanged. Always the same events, yet you can never predict them. As you progress through it, you remember. Never different, never straying. You’ve begged the gods for an explanation, but they remain silent. Either ignorant of your inwards protest, or uncaring towards it, the damned dream marches on.Standing at the bow of your longboat, you can feel the salt wind in your beard, and hear the worried shouts of the villagers that are just now seeing your arrival from the horizon. Gathering the children inside, trying to hide their valuables, setting the livestock free, grabbing whatever makeshift weapons they could find. None of it would matter. The men of the North were about to descend on them, and nothing short of the divine intervention of Odin himself could stop that.Your boat hits the beach, rocking you and your men forward with the force. Almost immediately, your men drop their oars, pick up arms, and leap over the side of the ship. You quickly follow suit; no men respect a leader that will not fight beside them.How do you hit the surf?>Heavily, nearly sinking in to your ankles.>Gives body type ‘Huge’. Bonus to axes and power. Penalty to daggers and stealth.>By swinging down, and dropping the last few inches.>Gives body type ‘Long-limbed’. Bonus to spears and thrown weapons. Penalties to daggers and axes.>Rolling nimbly like a cat as you hit the beach.>Gives body type ‘Athletic’. Only class that can dual-wield without training. Penalties to power and stealth.>Like everyone else. Why would it be any different?>Gives body type ‘Average’. Bonus to swords and unarmed. Penalties to two-handed weapons.>With a bit of a shameful struggle.>Gives body type ‘Small’. Bonus to stealth and daggers. Penalties to power, two handed weapons, and shields.
>>669713Awwww shit here we go boise.>Heavily, nearly sinking in to your ankles.>Gives body type ‘Huge’. Bonus to axes and power. Penalty to daggers and stealth.Going for that tank character
>>669713>By swinging down, and dropping the last few inches.
>>669735Yeah but what kind of character you want man?
>>669740>>669735Oh never mind. You didn't have the full post. My bad
>>669713>Heavily, nearly sinking in to your ankles.
>>669713>Heavily, nearly sinking in to your ankles.>Gives body type ‘Huge’. Bonus to axes and power. Penalty to daggers and stealth.
>>669713>by stepping off from the tip trusting your strong bones and sinking into the sand. >Gives body type "boney" bonus to dodging and throwing
Huge: 3 votesLong limbed: 1 voteSpooky, scary skellington: 1 voteWriting
>>669761We're a big guy.
>>669761Four votes. I can count. Still writing.
>>669761Fuck yeah, missed the vote but got what I wanted, we UUUUUUGGEE
In your youth, you were chubby. That’s the term Geira, the healer, used anyway. The other kids called you other, less polite names. That all stopped as you grew into your weight, your shoulders broadened, and your arms and chest began to thicken. It’s been a long time since anyone has made any comment to your face.You grunt as you land from the boat. Sooner or later, your knees aren’t going to be taking this any more. You’ll be some old man, sitting around a tavern table, exaggerating stories about your scars. Until then, however, men to kill and money to be made. You slowly walk up to the rough line your men have taken on the beach. Already, half a dozen foolish farmers lie dead or dying on the sand. They should have known better.As your men prepare to rush the village proper, a group of roughly a dozen men, all in chainmail with roundshields and spears arrive to halt your progress. They drop to their knees, and a small hail of arrows fly over their heads. Most of them stick into shields, but you see one man drop to the ground, the wooden shaft sticking out of his chest. Nothing to be done, you begin to bark orders at your men, now that the enemy have been shown to have some teeth.>Charge! Break their lines!>Shield wall! Defend your brothers!>Archers! Pin them down!>Squads! Divide and conquer!>Keep them busy! I’ll circle around!
>>669800>>Shield wall! Defend your brothers!
>>669800>Charge! Break their lines!>Shield wall! Defend your brothers!
>>669800>>Archers! Pin them down!
>>669813Like an attacking testudo?
>>669824Yes, more or less. That's a good description for it.
>>669834Alright, I could get behind that
Alright, I'll start writing an advancing shieldwall. Might be a minute, because I have to find a way to combine the bonuses in a way that won't be too OP
>>669842Maybe halve each and combine the total? Then again I have no idea how the bonuses work etc
>>669813I was thinking shielded advance in formations, once we get to the archers we drop the shield line back and send in them boys
>>669842Yeah, i would say lessen both overall bonuses (like if they would be +5 each, make them +3's) and give half rounding up as a bonus otherwise, but thats me.
>>669854>>669845Halved the bonus shield wall would have given you, scrapped the charge one, and gave you a sort of fate point thing with a caveat instead. That work?
>>669858Like an in-combat freebie high roll? Either way, fate point could work.
>>669858Yeah man whatever is good for you.
>>669861>>669862>>669863I'll post the character sheet when Chargen is done. All bonuses will be on there.
“Shield WALL!”, you shout. Nearly instantaneously, your med raise shields, and begin using their shields to cover both themselves and their brothers in arms. “Ad-VANCE!”, you yell to your men. Again, almost as one, the edges of the shield wall curve inward, and sets of spears poke out any holes. Enemy arrows continue to pound harmlessly into the wooden wall. The walls meet at a sprint, shields and spears almost covering the screams and shouts of battle. Men in the back of both sides begin pounding away with spears and axes. You yourself hook a shield with a massive daneaxe, pulling it away for the man behind to be stuck by a norse spear. This provides the opening your men need, and they swarm the fresh hole, tramping the poor man in the process. Now that battle has been joined proper, you bury the blade of your daneaxe into the skull of a soldier, splitting it nearly down to the jaw. Leaving it there to collect later, you draw a smaller, faster axe and a shield. Your men are fighting the other various foot soldiers, and a handful are making short work of enemy archers. As the chaos of battle escalates, a man who is clearly an officer steps from around the corner of a house with a pair of bodyguards. Coward wasn’t fighting and bleeding alongside his men, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t dangerous. He sees you for what you are, and orders his men to attack. He, of course, sits back, and waits for the results. >Combat begun. Two enemies, both in chainmail, one with a sword and shield, one with a spear. >You have a bearded axe and a large round shield, and are wearing chainmail. You also have a seax sheathed on your belt.>Your body type gives you advantages to bullrushing and over powering opponents>Give me a plan of action, and then roll 3d10Norsemen used their shields just as much as a weapon as they did a defense. You can absolutely incorporate it in an attack.
Rolled 4, 7, 5 = 16 (3d10)>>669907Bullrush the first one in range, when he is off balance, concentrate on the second and use the axe to break his shield. Go for a quick kill if possible.
Rolled 16, 99, 5 = 120 (3d100)>>669907I say rush the swordman with the sword and bash him, then use your Axe to try to slash the Spearman's leg. Then Quickly finish off the Swordman and the Spearman.
Rolled 2, 7, 2 = 11 (3d10)>>669907Order two men to come with you, together with shields up rush the two opponents. When the clash begins, leave your two men to fight these two and move around to attack the officer. Rush him and lunge at him with an overhead strike
Rolled 8, 7, 1 = 16 (3d10)>>669913Fuck me
>>669916During the rush we want to try to knock the two men down.
Rolled 7, 4, 3, 2, 4, 2 = 22 (6d10)What's a Handler quest without an obscene amount of secondary rolls?
You take a few steps back to buy yourself some time, and bark at a few men already pulling loot off of a handful of dead archers. They quickly gather their shields and weapons, and form a very small shield wall with you. Quickly explaining the plan to them, you rush the two men, hitting them at a sprint. The man with a spear is knocked clean onto his back, and is quickly finished by a sword to his throat. The man with a shield is luckier. He manages to misdirect the rush in a way that he avoids the brunt of it, but is still knocked back, stumbling. You leave him for your men to deal with, and slowly walk up to the officer. He grunts at you, and pulls a two-handed sword from a sheath on his back. You heft your shield a little higher, and brace yourself. You hate blocking the weight of these things. He raises it high above his head, and charges you screaming. He hopes to end this fight through sheer ferocity. You doubt it will work.>1 enemy charging with a 2-handed sword.>Plan of action?
>>669945Receive charge, counterattack at midsection with axe, gut him.
>>669945MET HIS CHARGE WITH A CHARGE
>>669945As he charges, try to reach with your axe and sweep his legs. If the sword is coming down too fast, then use the shield to try to deflect the sword to the side
>>669945Pivot to the side whilst deflecting the blow and bring the axe about to hit him in the back/leg
>>669954Nigger we a huge dude, I doubt we can pivot very easily
>>669955Literally nothing stops a big guy from pivoting... I mean... if we were fat sure but being tall and well muscled along with an experienced fighter... We can pivot.
>>669955Pivoting is something that won't be penalized. Now, if you were trying to roll around him and jump back up to tackle him with Huge, that would be different. That's an Athletic thing.
Rolled 10, 7, 1 = 18 (3d10)Awww fuck. I forgot the 3d10s. Gimme 3. This is for Nameless Officer #4829
Rolled 10, 4, 3 = 17 (3d10)>>669968
Rolled 2, 5, 8 = 15 (3d10)>>669968
Rolled 10, 4, 2 = 16 (3d10)>>669979Third times the charm
>>669979'dice+xdy' in options field without the ''. A capital D won't work
Rolled 5, 5, 8 = 18 (3d10)>>669968
Rolled 6, 9, 4 = 19 (3d10)>>669968
>>669984I know my phone keep giving me a capital D
>>669968So he beat us?
>>669990Handler does combat pretty well, we aren't out of the fight yet
You feign to meet his charge head on. He swings with the rage of a man who knows he’s probably going to lose, and you try to deflect it with your shield. You hit it a little too square, and you hear the weight of the huge sword crack a few planks of your shield, and you can already feel the bruising of your shoulder and forearm. With the lucky hit, you find it hard to maneuver your weapon, but you do manage to slam the edge of your shield into his stomach and pivot around behind him.He wastes little time catching his breath. He likely knows he doesn’t have it. You can already see his body twisting for a massive, spinning swing. >Plan of action, then a 3d10 please
>>669993Duck down underneath the swing and deliver a huge blow of our own right into his stomach again
>>669990That particular exchange, yes, he came out on top. Very few fights that aren't underfed cabbage farmers will be 1 roll, though. There may be a lot of fight left.>>669992thx boo
Rolled 8, 9, 1 = 18 (3d10)>>669993
>>669993can we jam the handle of the axe between his legs to fuck up his spin?
Rolled 10, 7, 9 = 26 (3d10)>>669993
>>669996You're welcome senpai
>>669999You can do anything you set your mind to and roll well enough for. I love write-ins.
Rolled 7, 8, 3 = 18 (3d10)>>669993Step back from the wide swing, then rush in with shields up when he's open. Bulldoze him to the ground.
>>669999>>670000These digits and rolls aren't wrong
>>670000well with a roll like this I guess it'd bust his knees or drop him face first on the ground open for a big axe strike.
Rolled 4, 1, 8 = 13 (3d10)I take it we're going for the unconventional axe block, then. Rolling.
>>669999>>669993Hell, i like it.
Oh, fuck. Your shield is on the wrong side. You can’t block something that heavy with a weapon. If you’re lucky, this strike is going to take your arm off. If you aren’t, it’s going to get caught in your shield anyway, after cutting you right in half.Thinking fast, you do about the only thing you can. You swing your axe up, blade down, between his legs. A cheap shot, sure, but the other option is dying. His chainmail stops the worse from happening, but as he twists for the attack, his leg gets caught up on the haft, and the blade opens a gash on his inner thigh.He screams, and doubles over as you pull your axe free. He’s bent over in front of you. Looking up at you, he snarls something in a language you don’t speak, attempts to swing the sword up at you in one last, desperate attempt to come out the victor of at least this fight.>Plan of action, then a 3d10 please
Rolled 5, 6, 5 = 16 (3d10)>>670040Hit him with your shield, then while he's out/incapacitated, hit him in the head with your axe
Rolled 5, 3, 7 = 15 (3d10)>>670040Just take your axe and open a gash in his head
Rolled 2, 1, 9 = 12 (3d10)>>670040Catch it with our shield, proceed to axe skull
Rolled 8, 4, 4 = 16 (3d10)>>670040Kick him in the face.
Rolled 2, 4, 5 = 11 (3d10)>>670040quick step back to avoid the swipe followed by a boot to his face then an axe blow tot he skull while he's down.big opponents that are light on their feet are scary.
Rolled 3, 4, 1 = 8 (3d10)Common theme here seems to be 'Apply axe to head'. Rolling for his desparation
You decide to interrupt the wounded man’s swing with a hard jab from the shield into his side. You can hear ribs cracking, even over his shouts, as he knows his time comes to an end. You end his misery with a chop to the back of his neck, finishing the screams in one fell swoop. The head didn’t come right off, as you were hoping, but he’s just as dead, anyway. You kick the sword out of his hand, anyway, and turn around. Your men are standing, watching. They know damn well not to interrupt a fight you’re in, and they’re all old enough to not find the joy in slaughtering peasants when it isn’t needed. You turn, and raise your bloody axe towards the noon sun. “Pick it clean!,” you shout as the men begin to cheer your name. >What name is that?[s]http://www.angelfire.com/wy/svenskildbiter/Viking/viknams3.htmlList of viking names that aren’t one of the three everyone knows. Your surname is Svenson, and do everyone involved a favor and please don’t pick Bjorn. But I’m not your collective mothers, do what you want.[/s]
>>670070Spoilers are the bane of my existence. They have over taken road sign captchas. How can I be so consistently dumb.
>>670074Ctrl+s highlight what you want
>>670070Alfarin>>670073>"Don't pick Bjorn">Picks Ragnarmfw
>>670070Rodmar SvensonYou can be my mother Handler
>>670086>mfw you have no face
>>670086The Bjorn thing is more of a story reason than an overused thing. It'll make sense in a while.>>670087Anon, I'm already your daddy
>>670090Pretty much anonIt was pretty funny though, picking Ragnar
>>670070Gorm the Giant
Okay, I think that's enough time for options. Please vote from this post for the option you want. Only replies to this post will be counted>Ragnar>Leif>Geirmund>Alfarin>Rodnar>Gorm>Haskell
>>670114>Haskell the H U G E
>>669748I got this reference.>His skull was ridged all over like a scallop shell and was so thick it survived the hardest blow from a heavy axe when Egil's bones were exhumed in Iceland 150 years after his death.
Haskell we are. Time to wake up. Writing.
So are we a real Viking? Like we farm during the planting season and then we raid?
The men begin chanting your name, as always. Now, however, for the first time in as long as you can remember, something is different. There is a man on the beach, a few hundred yards away. A spear in one hand, a raven on each shoulder. He disappears behind a shield that is raised by one of your men, and is gone when it is lowered again. They continue chanting.“Haskell!”“Haskell!”“Haskell, wake up!”You bolt upright in your hay bed, and see your father shaking you awake. The dream, as always, fades from your mind. You still can’t help but feel something isn’t quite right.“Get up,” the gruff but loving old man says. “It’s almost mid-day, you laze-about. I need help outside.”He probably did. Your family’s been on some hard times of late. Your father lost half a hand on a raid and hasn’t gone out since, your mother fell ill on a raid and never recovered, dying some year and a half ago. Lastly, about six months ago, your older brother Bolli left on a raiding ship with about twenty other men. None were seen or heard from since.You raise yourself up from bed, knowing you’re really the only person your father Sven can count on any more. You pull on warmer clothes, and head outside to the>Dog kennels>Gives young puppy. Can be trained into a number of different roles.>Horse stables>Gives a sturdy and strong, but slow, horse.>Crop fields>Drastically lowers investment cost of raids you organize and fund>Write-in both where and bonus
>>670161Depends on a handful of story stuff. But yes, that's one of the ways this could go
>>670165>>Dog kennels>>Gives young puppy. Can be trained into a number of different roles.Name him Casimir
>>670165>Crop fields>Drastically lowers investment cost of raids you organize and fund
>>670165>Dock and shipwright>Ship related bonuses
>>670165>>Crop fieldsFarm for days
>>670165Fuck this is a hard choice. >Crop fields
>>670165>>Write-in both where and bonusForests to hunt and cut woodbonus to survival skills, maybe hardiness or perception too if such things are stats.
>>670165Do we have any thralls?
Looks like voting is slowed down. Normally this would be a pretty dominant fields victory, but there were a few write-ins I'm gonna give a chance.>Fields>>670177>Ship building>>670183>WoodsmanOnly replies to this post will be counted
>>670199You do not. As mentioned, you guys are kind of on the struggle bus right now
>>670200>Fieldswell if we actually wanna do raids this is best
Okay, NOW it can be called a fields victory. Writing.
You step outside to the brisk spring air, and see your father on the plow in one of the fields. You grab a bag of seed and follow him, planting for the year. It’s long, boring work, but at least you aren’t on your hands and knees picking stones and weeds from the soil. That was always the worst. The brightest side, though, is that some day this farm would be yours. Assuming your family's bad luck turned around, this could be quite the income. Which is good, since no one has been willing to take you raiding due to the Svenson’s clan track record of it. One maimed, one dead, one missing. The north takes luck too seriously to mess around with that.You finish the field in a few hours, and sit down to have a simple lunch with your father, discussing the plans for the rest of the fields. As you finish and stand to head out to the village, your father speaks.“Knut stopped by earlier, when you were sleeping. It was pretty early, so he didn’t want to wake you. I figure he’s still looking for you.”Knut Olafson. The tall, lanky bookworm has been your best friend since either of you could walk. The scatterbrained boy of course didn’t tell your father where he would be, so you just thank your father and start heading towards your usual spot.>The hunting lodge outside of the village, where men lie about the size of fish and game they’ve taken>Minor Bonus to spears, bows, and survival>The mead hall, where men exaggerate war stories and show off scars>Minor Bonus to 1 of (Axes, Swords, Shields)>The shipyards, where men spend more time fighting about how ships should be built than actually making them>Bonus to navigation and unarmed combat>Write in where and bonus
>>670278>The hunting lodge outside of the village, where men lie about the size of fish and game they’ve taken>Minor Bonus to spears, bows, and survival
>>670278>>The shipyards, where men spend more time fighting about how ships should be built than actually making them>>Bonus to navigation and unarmed combat
>>670278>>The mead hall, where men exaggerate war stories and show off scars>>Minor Bonus to 1 of (Axes, Swords, Shields)Do we pick one or is it 1 to all?
>>670278>>The mead hall, where men exaggerate war stories and show off scars
>>670288You'd pick one of those three, and that gets a +1 bonus
Okay, mead hall wins. Choose which gets a bonus while I write, please. Axes, swords, or shields.
>>670338>shieldsVery useful, and a large factor in personal survival. Also will probably give us some proficiency in being in a shield wall too.
>>670338And my axe!!
The mead hall isn’t far into town, and you enter before too long a walk. As you walk in, the patrons are, as usual, arguing over swords or axes.You hear your friend, Anders, boasting over the din of the fight. “If you have to argue over them,” he shouts, “it’s because you aren’t skilled enough to use both!”Anders, the brash young berserker, earns himself a few scowls, a handful of shouts, and even a half-full mug thrown at him for his trouble. His athletic frame has no trouble dodging it. He looks back up from his duck, and he sees you. Waving you over to himself and Knut, a table all to themselves.“Is Erik not with you,” the lanky Knut asks, referring to the fourth member of your little group. Anders rolls his eyes, and gives a sigh.“I’ve been telling you. He’s probably at the docks with his dad,” he says. Spends more time fighting down there than I do raiding.”Knut nods, apparently blind to the exasperation of Anders. “I suppose so, if he’s not with Haskell.” He absentmindedly takes a swig from his mead, before restarting the conversation.You spend a few hours there, chatting and listening in to stories as you always do. They’re the same as always, except for them getting a little bit more spectacular each time.Before you know it, Anders stops mid sentence and looks to you. “Don’t you have to be to work, soon?” He asks.He’s right. You absolutely do. But where?>Olaf’s trading post>Read and write Norse, and speak, but not read or write one of: English, French, German, or Russian.>NOTE: Without this, you can not read or write.>The mead hall, conveniently enough>Extra starting funds, minor bonus to charisma>With Beard Bjorn and, probably, Erik, doing carpentry work>Minor bonus to survival. Will not suffer penalties due to extended time away from civilization>Write-in where and bonus
>>670403>>Olaf’s trading post>>Read and write Norse, and speak, but not read or write one of: English, French, German, or Russian.English or French i'd say.
>>670403>>Olaf’s trading post>>Read and write Norse, and speak, but not read or write one of: English, French, German, or Russian.Must be literate to make rune stones
>>670403>>Olaf’s trading post
>>670403>>Olaf’s trading post>>Read and write Norse, and speak, but not read or write one of: English, French, German, or Russian.English
>>670403>>Olaf’s trading postEnglish
>>670403>Olaf’s trading post
Calling for the trading post. Also looks like you're going with English. If anyone disagrees with that, complain from this post
Also, small disclaimer: I realize it wouldn't be English. I'm not fucking around with all the tiny nations that would be around at this point in history. We'll be using 'England' instead of Wales and half a dozen -Umbrias, etc
>>670438Merde!I kid, english is fine.
>>670446Northumbria #1 tho!!!!
Also. Give me 5 rolls of 1d150. Taking the average of them for starting cash, since you didn't take mead hall
Rolled 29, 111, 12, 65, 119 = 336 (5d150)>>670472
>>670472Rollin for Odins praise!
Rolled 34 (1d150)>>670472
Rolled 47, 134, 65, 144, 60 = 450 (5d150)>>670472
Rolled 26 (1d150)>>670472Woops
Rolled 46 (1d150)>>670472
Looks like we're starting on hard mode for money
Rolled 44 (1d150)>>670488whoops...
Rolled 15 (1d50)>>670472
“Why yes, yes I do,” you reply. “Olaf’s probably so lost in his books anyway, he won’t notice I’m already late. You heading home anyway, Knut?”“I am, actually. I’ll tag along.”The two of you make the way out of town down the coast. While you walk, you chat idly. Knut really is an incredible friend. So thirsty to see the world, he still won’t go on a raiding party to experience it without you. That’s friendship.You arrive at the trading post, and start going over the ledger. Olaf is much like his son, Knut, head in the clouds, far more interested in adventure and mystery than the practicality of running a business. His daughter isn’t much better, but she’s pretty enough to get away with it. So, he taught you to read and write so he could spend more time with more fascinating things. Not that you’re complaining. You realize how useful a skill it is, especially if you’ll be running the farm some day.You finish up, and find everything in the order it should be. Olaf pays you for the day, and you wave goodbye to the family as you leave to head home. You’re about halfway home, with about half an hour of daylight left. That’s when you hear Bow Bjorn’s horn.Three bellows. Frost giants, on the way. Every able bodied man is expected to come to the villages defense, and you’re no coward. You sprint home, and consider your options for weapons.>Choose two>Your handaxeMore a hatchet than a true axe, but it’ll do in a pinch.>The wood splitting axe out backHeavy and awkward, it will still crush anything it won’t cut.>Dad’s old greatswordBefore he lost three fingers, Sven was a terror with this thing. You could be, too.>Mom’s shieldYour mother was a feared shieldmaiden. You reckon many men have lost teeth and broken noses on the edge of this.>Bolli’s old swordYour brother replaced this sword just a few weeks before he disappeared with the rest of the Tyr’s Fury. Still sharp, though.>The hunting spearIf you trust this against a bear or a boar, you trust it against a frost giant>Your short bowMeant for less dangerous game than bears or giants, this is more than capable of putting holes in threats
>>670562Aaaaand Forgot Knut.
>>670562>The wood splitting axe out back
>>670562>>The wood splitting axe out back
>>670562>Your handaxe>Mom’s shield
>>670562>Your handaxe>Mom’s shieldAxe and shield
>>670562>>The wood splitting axe out back>Heavy and awkward, it will still crush anything it won’t cut.>Mom’s shieldYour mother was a feared shieldmaiden. You reckon many men have lost teeth and broken noses on the edge of this.
Also, forgot to mention. Unless specifically mentioned otherwise by my, you always have a seax on your belt that does not factor into how much you can carry
>>670562>Dad's old greatsword>Your short bowWe either hack their heels to shit, or put some eyes out.
>>670582The spliting axe will be two handed, and you cannot use a shield with it yetDoes that change your vote?
>>670593Our little baby arms can't handle it. FIne, lets go Shield and hatchet
>>670562>The wood splitting axe out back>Mom’s shield
>>670602I meant Hand Axe
Looks like 1h axe and shield wins. Writing.Also, we're finally done with chargen! Only took four hours.
>>670611But whats our hair color? How do we wear our beard? Do we have a birthmark on our left thigh?
>>670611>4 hours for chargenBetter than House and Dominion. The smallest decisions on there can last for days.
>>670617You guys can bicker about that on your own>>670621Never followed it. Worth checking out archives?Here's the character sheet. Let me know if anything looks wrong, and bring up anything that seems unbalanced right off the bathttp://pastebin.com/3YQyKhpV
>>670617Black hair, beard is braided or maybe knotted
>>670634Looks well put together, but we need that coinage.
>>670634So we axe really good and can kinda shield. Good enough for me
>>670634I'd say it's worth it. Definitely one of my favorite quests ever. It can get a bit tiresome seeing the anons bicker over the smallest things over and over though.Also it's like a month long investment. There are a lot of threads. http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=House%20and%20Dominion
There may be better and more conventional weapons than your hatchet, but none that you’re more familiar or comfortable with. You grab it from it’s spot in your room, and take your late mother’s shield off the wall on your way out. You sprint back into the village, the adrenaline keeping you from being too winded. You seem to be just a touch late to the party, and you can hear fighting on the far end of town. You won’t make it there, now, though. There’s a frost giant between you and there, and you know damn well he sees you.Luckily, it seems Bow Bjorn has already done some work on this one. He’s wounded. Two arrows in your back, and you’ve seen enough of Bjorn’s handiwork to know that’s his spear wound on it’s belly. He’s no less dangerous just because he’s hurt, though. He’s still probably ten feet, tallish for a giant, but not massive. LIkely weighs about six hundred pounds, too, and boy is he pissed. He screams a guttural shriek, and charges you, teeth bared. You raise the shield, rather unused to the weight, but still feeling somewhat natural. Your other hand grips the axe handle ever tighter.>Plan of action? There are a number of small alleys and buildings that could ducked into. Roll a 3d10 with your plan, please.
>>670650I'm still trying to catch up on Banished. I'm like 10% of the way through the archives. I love the quest, but I'm finding it hard to convince myself to read through 185 more threads.May after that, though.
Rolled 3, 3, 3 = 9 (3d10)>>670660try and dive through his legs and slice his tendons as we go.
Rolled 1, 5, 2 = 8 (3d10)>>670660Don't get hit, hit with axe
>>670660In it's back*Rather obviously, I imagine, but still. For the record.
Rolled 10, 7, 4 = 21 (3d10)>>670660
Rolled 6, 7, 7 = 20 (3d10)>>670660>Throw axe into his head
Rolled 9, 6, 10 = 25 (3d10)>>670660Chop behind its knees like you'd chop down trees. Keep the shield up against its fists.
>>670663I don't blame you. Banished Quest is much better when you can just ignore the fact each thread is 90% shitposts.Also supporting >>670686It won't be as dangerous if it can't walk.
Alright, can't really combine these, so I'm going to put it to a vote. High roll is a 21>Dive between legs>Dodge, Axe on the way by>Throw axe at face>Defend with shield, go for knees
>>670704>Dodge, Axe on the way by
>>670704>>Dodge, Axe on the way by
>>670704>Dodge, Axe on the way byRemember guys, rolling isn't our thing
>>670704>>Dodge, Axe on the way byBest idea really
>>670704>>Dodge, Axe on the way byI suppose avoiding instead of taking the hits on our shield is a better idea.
Rolled 7, 8, 6 = 21 (3d10)Rolling for fuzzy, then writing
>>670726Tie. Do bonuses go into these?
Rolled 1, 7, 7, 4, 8 + 5 = 32 (5d10 + 5)>>670732Testing somethingI've never tried adding bonuses to multirolls before.
>>670742It's just on its own then. Kinda disappointing.
>>670732The weapon skill don't really work like that. You can use them to increase a roll, similar to vys in Banished as long as you're using that weapon. Also, combat isn't a roll against. Both your rolls are independent of each other. Would you like to add any 1h axe skill to this attack?
>>670748Wait so how do we replenish them?
>>670758Honestly, it's a little subjective. Basically, just an extended amount of time not in combat. I don't want to give it a hard post count because not all of them take up the same amount of time
>>670777I'd rather not use it then. Let's save it until we actually need it
You hold your ground, letting it rush you. At the last second, you spin on the ball of a foot, and send a slash down it’s back. Blood begins to run down the thick, oily fur, and it manages to stop nearly in it’s tracks. It spins an arm back around in a savage swing at your chest. You manage to get the shield up in time, but you’re still knocked back several steps, and are finding it hard to catch your breath.It turns to face you, snarling. It seems much more cautious now, but no less angry. It waits, eyeing you, waiting for you to make a move. >Round 1, over>Frost giant injured, now seriously wounded>Haskell injured, now barely wounded>Plan of action, and a 3d10 please
Rolled 5, 1, 5 = 11 (3d10)>>670799Fake it out. Go for a swing with our axe, hit it in the face with our shield while it's distracted.
Rolled 5, 9, 7 = 21 (3d10)>>670799Backing >>670813
Rolled 4, 8, 6 = 18 (3d10)>>670799 Circle around wait for it to charge, counter attack
Rolled 4, 4, 10 = 18 (3d10)>>670799Catch your breath, get into some buildings with thick pillars. If the frost giant tries to grab around it with its arms, cut some limbs with the axe using the pillar as a base to pin it with.
Alright, another secondary vote. High roll is a 21>Feign axe, smash shield>Bait it into a charge>Take a position in a house
>>670841>>Feign axe, smash shield
>>670841>>Bait it into a charge
>>670841>Feign axe, smash shield
>>670841Burn a shield point
Rolled 5, 10, 10 = 25 (3d10)>>670853Vote yes or no for this while I write, please
>>670854>dat rollYes please. Odin guide us.
>>670859That's for frost faint
>>670854Oof, glad I voted to burn the shield point. Good job green ID anon.
>>670868I know. That's why I voted "yes" for the shield point.
>>670870I understand now. My reading comprehension was fucked from the giant fucking we're about to get.
You circle for a moment, considering your options. You briefly want to bait it into a charge, but you got tagged last time that happened and reconsider. You’ve spent enough time in the meadhall to know a few things about frost giants. They’re smart enough to be tricked, but too dumb to realize it. You fake a swing low with the axe to get its arms down, then at the last second, pull back and slam the shield into its screaming maw, stepping into the blow and putting your considerable weight behind it. You feel, rather than hear or see, the cheek bone crush beneath the powerful strike. You’re not sure, but you think an eyeball burstsIt screams in agony and out of pure instinct, lashes out with a powerful arm. The attack throws you against a house wall, and you feel the wicked claws dig into your chest, drawing blood and forcing a scream from your throat. The frost giant seems to know it’s on its last leg, and charges you brutally. He wants to use his size and weight to end this fight before it’s too late.>Frost giant injured, now greatly wounded>Haskell injured, now moderately wounded>Plan of action? Then roll a 3d10 please
Rolled 5, 9, 6 = 20 (3d10)>>670899>Just hit the fucker in the head with your axe
Rolled 4, 1, 5 = 10 (3d10)>>670899Take cover behind anything solid. Let it wear itself out, then finish it off once it's bled white and tired.
Rolled 3, 8, 2 = 13 (3d10)>>670899throw the axe at its head and two hand the shield.
Rolled 8, 1, 8 = 17 (3d10)>>670899>Throw the axe at it's face.
Rolled 8, 1, 6 = 15 (3d10)>>670899
Rolled 2, 10, 9 = 21 (3d10)>>670899Get out of the way, hit him in the back of the head with our axe when he passes.
>>670905>>670918>>670919You need to worry about context anons. If a 600+ pound monster is charging us, it isn't going to stop when it dies. Getting out of the way and not being crushed is much more important.
Rolled 7, 3, 7 = 17 (3d10)You guys are always just different enough I can't mix them.Apply axe to head>Old fashioned way>Throwing>Dodging, then old fashioned way
>>670930>>Old fashioned way
>>670930>Dodging, then old fashioned way
>>670930<Throw AND dodge
>>670930>>Old fashioned wayBurn axe point
>>670930>>Old fashioned wayMaybe burn a point to be safe ?
>>670930>>Dodging, then old fashioned way
Old fashioned way has won, seems like. Burn axe point?
>>670954Sure. I hope we don't get smashed.
The beast lunges at you, screaming bloody murder the whole time. You react, rather than attack, but it does the job just as well. As it closes the distance, you find our arm swinging forward with a force you didn’t know you had inside.The axe head slams into the creature's face, and it instantly goes limp. Luckily, you have the presence of mind to step out of the way quickly as it slams into the ground, dead. You take a deep breath, and look around you.Leaning ever-so-casually against a wall a few houses down is none other than Big Bjorn. The only man in the village taller than you, and the local raid leader. Pretty much any ship that leaves your village is under Big Bjorn’s orders. He begins walking towards you, his eyes not leaving you.He reaches the other side of the dead frost giant, and looks down at it. One handedly, he lifts its head to pull your axe out of his face. “Let’s go see Geira for those wounds,” he says. “Then I think we should go talk to your father.”>Say something in responseAnd>Go with Big Bjorn>Don’t
>>670985>Go with Big Bjorncan't think of anything to say... maybe just a nod.
>>670985>say something in responseAsk why we need toand>Go with Big BjornIf there aren't any more Frost Giants
>>670985>>Go with Big Bjorn"So how was your day?"
>>670985>Go with Big Bjorn>Looks like I gave him a splitting headache
>>670985>>Go with Big BjornSenpai noticed us
>>670985"How many frost giants would you say all this was?">Go with Big BjornGo with for our wounds/talk, or go as in raiding? My answer's the same either way but a little clarification is nice.
>>670985>Get our axe back.>"I'm claiming that beast's remains. I could use a rug for our floor.">Go with Big Bjorn
>>670985>Go with Big BjornHey, how´s the battle going?
How many Bjorns are there? Or does Bjorn just have literally every nickname and honorary out there?
“How’s the battle going?,” you ask as you reach for your ask. “How many were there?”“It’s over,” he says, simply. “There were six, including this one. A little small for a raiding party, but winter might have been hard on them.”You begin walking beside him, beginning to feel the burning pain in your chest now that the adrenaline is running out. “Think he has a splitting headache after that?”Big Bjorn groans, and raises a hand to his face. “I’ve taken swords that hurt less than that joke, Haskell.”“Any chance I could get Bow Bjorn to turn him into a rug?,” you ask as you chuckle to yourself. Fuck Big Bjorn, that was funny.“Stop cracking bad jokes, I’ll have him do a full mount,” He replies, giving you a playful shove. Problem is, the man’s a giant, and nothing he does is gentle. You stumble to the side.“So, why am I coming with you?”“Because Geira needs to clean and bandage those gashes, and I need to talk to Sven about something. I want you there for it.” He’s not a man that does a lot of extra talking.You walk silently for most of the rest of the way, and the awkwardness is almost painful to you. “So… How’s your day going?,” you ask, desperate for some conversation.“I think it just got a whole lot better,” he says, smiling into the distance.
You try to think about what he meant, but before you know it, you’re at Geira’s house. Goti, the blacksmith, is sitting in a chair, a massive bruise already crossing his face, and he seems somewhat out of it. Must have taken a blow to the head and rung his bell. Astrid is also there, helping Geira. When she sees you, she leaves Goti in Astrid’s hands, and walks over to you, tsking your wounds. She cuts your shirt off, and begins applying a slave and bandages while chastising you about ‘being so irresponsible’ as to get yourself mauled.You sit patiently through both her care and her lecture, and before you know it, she’s got you bandaged up and is back working on Goti. Astrid leaves the concussed blacksmith, and walks over to your spot in the room.“And just what happened to you,” she asks in her quiet voice, looking between your wounds and your face.“Took a frost giant, all by himself,” Big Bjorn steps in. “Don’t do that for the first time without a little blood.”>Say something?
>>671057Oh, right. that's why I got a second Astrid pic. This one looks pissed. Ignore it, please.
>>671057"It'll make a great rug."
>>671057Frost giant wasn't very happy to see me
>>671057>Any chance I can get you to kiss it better?
>>671057I just wanted to axe him a question.
>>671057"It was pretty angry, but we buried the hatchet."
>>671067We probably shouldn't do this. Bjorn'll probably get pissed at us.
>>671067That's a good way to lose your lips
>>671057Make stupid axe jokes!This, of course >>671071 >>671075
>>671057"To be fair, it was already wounded."
>>671047There are three Bjorns. Big Bjorn, the one you're currently with. Bow Bjorn, the hunter/woodsman type of the village. Finally, Beard Bjorn, who is the village carpenter. Bow and Big were born on the same day, so no one had a chance to collaborate, and Beard Bjorn moved into the village later.Had anons picked the name, they would have been Baby Bjorn.
>>671071>>671075I am 100% behind the intentionally shit puns though.
Come on guys no more puns. One is enough for a thread
>>671076Is she with him?
Alright, you know the drill by now>Bad axe joke>Try for the kiss>Play it down>>671084No, but I mean, she is your best friend's little sister
>>671084Nah, I just have a feeling.Or maybe she is? We don't actually know yet.
>>671097>>Bad axe joke
>>671097>>Bad axe joke>>Try for the kissIf the kiss goes bad play it off as another bad joke
>>671097>>Play it downHumble Haskell?
>>671097>Play it down
>>671097>>Bad axe jokeThen>Play it down
>>671097>>Play it down
>>671097>>Bad axe jokeAlso remember the bro code. No dating your friend's sisters.
>>671081>Fat Bjorn>Wicked Bjorn>Strong Bjorn>Spice Bjorn>Bjorn Bjorn>Bjorn 2>The Bjorn Identity>Bjorn Again
>>671122Hit me Haskell
>>671127Harambe Haskell>>671129>Bald Bjorn>Beatific Bjorn >Blonde Bjorn>Blind Bjorn
>>671122Huge Humorous Humble Haskell? I come back to 4chan after like a year of just staying in the archives and like 90% of my posts are just stupid shit. I'll be back to shitposting tomorrow I don't doubt. I hate myself.
>>671138Welcome home brother
>>671136Dicks out for Haskell
>>671129>Bjorn to be wild>Bjorn again christian>Bjorn aloft on wings>BattleBjorn>ReBjorn
>tfw your quest is already defined by bad jokes
Vikings get some pretty badass names anons, we might get something like Hardtooth Haskell or Headsmasher Haskell
>>671150Hey some QMs never even get players, so count yourself lucky
>>671150If I'm being perfectly honest I prefer quests that can be all lighthearted and jokey like this. It kinda puts me off when its super serious mode all the time.But if it really bothers you just call it character development. All the other kids were dicks to us as a kid so we never really learned how to tell a good joke.
>>671109>>671122>>671127>>671130>Humongous Haskell>Horny Haskell>Holy Haskell>Hodor Haskell>Haskillyoursef>Phillis>>671138You're in good company bub.
>>671152>Haskall Half-hand because we got fucked up in a fight just like pops
>>671155Oh, I'm perfectly fine with it. I love bad jokes. I just have trouble writing because I keep checking back to see what you guys are coming up with
>>671155Or we could say that Haskell doesn't find the jokes themselves funny, but the reactions of those he tells the jokes to.
>>671155As long as we get to be the blood thirsty viking who abducts women, steals from innocents, and kills people I'm find with being goofy
>>671165Or we could not just endlessly say puns
>>671165That's actually good. This is probably too much character development too early, but maybe he likes other people not being sad like him? He'd be even better with kids because he knows what it's like to be a sad kid.
>>671169>face-to-face with Odin on the road, first thing Haskell says is a dumbass broken pun>yfw
>>671175Stap with the faggot shit
>>671152>Habergeon Haskell (habergeon's a type of armor)>Habromania Haskell (habromania is insanity with pleasant delusions.)>Haemal Haskell (means blood related stuff)>Halcyonine Haskell (means stuff pertaining to kingfishers)>Halecret Haskell (type of half plate armor)
>>671175Calm it down with the sissy shit were a viking anon and vikings who did that shit got fucked up by other vikings
>>671181>>671185We can still be a nice guy to other Vikings. I never said we'd be nice to EVERYONE.
“I just wanted to axe him a question, and he got all mad,” you say, grinning wildly. “Don’t worry, though. We buried the hatchet.”Astrid rolls her eyes, and you hear Bjorn give a loud, exaggerated grunt.“Keep that up, and I may not want to talk to Sven,” he say. You’re still chuckling to yourself.“Really though,” you say, waving off the puns. “I think Bow Bjorn got a hold of him before it got to town. It was wounded when we found each other. Luckily for me,” you add, gesturing to the gouges over your chest.“Still no small feat,” Bjorn says. “Come on, Haskell. We should speak to your father before another bad joke drives me insane.”You wave goodbye to Astrid, Geira, and Goti as you leave the cottage, and walk out to your farm, where your father is waiting by the door. He raises an eyebrow at your bandages. “Have a little adventure, did we?,” he asks. “This going to be about what I think it’s going to be about?,” he says as he turns to Bjorn.“Why don’t you go find a shirt, Haskell,” Bjorn says. It was not a question. “Your father will find you when we’re done.”You go inside, and even from your room in the back of the house, you can hear the arguing and shouting. Big Bjorn is not a quiet man, and your father has quite the temper from his berserking days.After a few minutes, and a slow quieting down of the volume, you hear the door shut, and your father enters your room.“Meet Big Bjorn at his house tomorrow,” he says, his face unreadable. “He wants to take you raiding.”
>>671180>Have you been keeping an eye on me?>>671186Lets just play an asshole who wants to fight and steal
>>671188And I think that's where we'll stop for thread 1. Had a lot of fun, guys. This has been in development a long time, and I'm glad to see it get such a good response. Thanks for playing, and I always love criticism, questions, and feedback.Don't worry about archiving, I'll take care of it. I'll stick around for a QnA if anyone has burning questions
>>671182Or more appropriate for a sea going people:Halyard Haskell (a halyard is a type of rope used to hoist sails)
>>671191>>Have you been keeping an eye on me?>Still hanging around?
>>671191Stealing is the lowest crime a Viking can do. We don't steal we pillage.
>>671197What is pillaging but stealing for other people>>671196>Man people have been raven about you forever
>>671191That's boring though. We need something else to go off of. I'd be fine with being a dick if we had something else to go on other than wanting to steal.
>>671197That's one of the fucked up things about viking culture.Taking something from someone = Not okayKilling someone, then taking something from them = A-okay
>>671202We like to tell bad jokes. Being complex doesn't make a character good, a character can be relatively simple and be a great character
>>671201Nope pillaging involves killing and taking, stealing involves no killing. It was a real difference to them back then, Thief's were one of the few kinds of people who got shitty afterlifes
>>671204Well if he couldn't stop you from murdering him to death, clearly he doesn't deserve to have that stuff.
>>671205Yeah I know, but it can't be too simple either. I just usually go for nice because it's easy to be nice.
>>671201>Glad to see you come off of your high horse.I think Odin would actually consider killing Haskell at this point.
>>671211Yeah, that's pretty much it.I forget which one, but there's a saga where a few guys steal from someone, decide it wasn't honorable, go back to kill them, then consider it hunkey-dory
>>671206You get what I mean though>>671204Any idea when you'll be running again>>671212And thats what we do ever quest. Take a chance do something different. And using nice to describe a character isn't good enough, try for more descriptive words like Charitable, patient, jolly.>>671218>I have to ask when you were hanging from that tree did your arms get thor?
>>671243>You should get a new hat. The brim looks a little Freya'd on that one.
>>671243Maybe Tuesday, but I'm not sure. Keep an eye ont the twitter. Link, because I feel I have some new players that never followed Contractor Questhttps://twitter.com/ContractorQM>>671218I'm considering killing Haskell at this pointNot really though. I love this shit.
>>671252>Don't worry I won't tell anyone I saw you. I'll keep it loki
>>671243I hope somebody else has a better grasp on Norse mythology than I do then. I haven't the faintest idea what they were actually like.
>>671286They were pretty much people. They had flaws. That's what I like about it over modern religions, despite the fact I follow one. It's more complex than 'God is perfect, and he made everything. Do not question him.'
>>671281>Look on the bright side, despite all your years you aren't getting any Baldr.
>>671268Since Norse mythology creatures are a thing here, are you also gonna feature the ones in other countries?
>>671302>Are my jokes making you sad? Is that why your in Tyrs?
>>671301I meant more along the lines of what their culture was like. Roman for instance loved order and were incredibly xenophobic to anyone they couldn't conquer and make Roman. The British like tea, etc.Oh and thanks for running. You may want to look into getting a trip. There aren't many people that try to fuck up quest by impersonating the QM because they don't have a trip but I've seen it happen.
>>671310>Skin cancer? Or just a mjollnir?I can't, my brain shut down from lack of oxygen from bad pun laughing.
>>671307Yep. Quest'll have region specific monsters, each with their own challenges and tactics>>671315Luck was a huge thing in Norse culture. So was hygiene. There's a few books I could recomend if you want to learn, or a few websites. I'm not too worried about a trip between always announcing threads on twitter and IDs.If I don't announce a thread on twitter, It's a fake. Also, there's another Handler around running Magical Girl for Hire quest. Not me, but I don't care enough to ask him to change it when he's already established.
>>671307Don't fuck with draugr.
>>671307There will be, yes. Region specific monsters with their own challenges and tactics.>>671315I have a few books and websites if you're curious enough. We'll touch on some stuff as the quest goes on, too.I'm not too worried about a trip. If I don't announce a thread on twitter, it isn't me. I'm off my phone now, so my ID will be constant.Also, there's another Handler. He runs Magical Girl for Hire quest. I didn't ask him to change since we didn't notice until he was already three or four threads in. But I don't do that one. Contractor Quest and this one are mine.
>>671324>>671339I REFRESHED THIS THREAD SO MANY TIMES I JUST THOUGHT I CLOSED OUT OF THE WINDOW LIKE A DUMBASSI EVEN OPENED IT UP AGAIN FROM THE CATALOG WHAT THE FUCK
>>671339I'll have to get a twitter then.Also sorry for fucking up earlier and saying mythology and misleading you, my bad. I'm pretty tired. Also I guess everyone's having posting trouble.
>>671343The puns reached critical mass and short-circuited your brain.
>>671350No worries. It's a pretty easy mistake to make at this time of night.Hiroshimoot, fix this shit
>>671357We can only hope. It's part of the reason I went on a break. It happened way too often for my liking.
some thread music maybe?https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8cDa7yZeci8
>>671201Pillaging is fighting with the interest of taking. Taking without the other being the wiser is a low action.
Interesting quest! Enjoyed reading it!Small Haskell will gain gold and a reputation on his raids?
>>672029Thanks! I appreciate it.Haskell will gain a lot of things on his raids. Gold and reputation are included
>>672070You forgot to post your twitter for new readers
>>674469He didn't: >>671268https://twitter.com/ContractorQM
To be perfectly honest, I'm not too crazy about dropping intentionally bad puns constantly.Here and there sure, but I could dig a little serious vikingFun looking either way, looking forward to pt2
>>675971Maybe the youngling will lose the jokes after he gets some more hits on the head - or some other characters react negatively...