rolled 13 = 13

Str: 2
Dex: 7
Int: 2
Cha: 2

Fighting: 1
Baking: 8
Chem: 2
Singing: 1

rolled 16 = 16

>>13055594

Str: 7
Dex: 2
Int: 1
Cha: 3

Fighting: 6
Baking: 1
Chem: 1
Singing: 4

rolled 4 = 4

Strength: 2
Dex: 2
Int: 7
Cha: 2

Fighting (Str) 1
Baking (Dex) 3
Chemistry (Int) 7
Singing (Cha) 1

SCIENCE CAKES!

rolled 12 = 12

>>13055640

>Baker Quest
>1 in Baking

Oh this should be good.

>>13055662
HE WILL BAKE WITH FLAMING FISTS OF FURY

>>13055640
My bad for not mentioning: NO subtracting points from base stats/skills.

>>13055681

Well phooey, there goes my idea for having a Baker who punches dough into bread.

>>13055708
Dude, try again; 7 Str 6 Fighting would be pretty fuckawesome anyways.

rolled 5 = 5

>>13055708

Just dump extra points into STR and Fighting.

rolled 20 = 20

>>13055640

Str: 7
Dex: 2
Int: 2
Cha: 2

Fighting: 6
Baking: 3
Chem: 2
Singing: 1

>>13055789

FUCK YES

rolled 7 = 7

Strength: 3
Dexterity: 4
Intelligence: 3
Charisma: 3

Fighting(Str)(1)
Baking(Dex)(3)
Chemistry(Int)(2)
Singing(Cha)(1)
Assassinate(Dex)(4)

We kill all the fools who don't like our bread.

rolled 4 = 4

Strength: 2
Dexterity: 2
Intelligence: 2
Charisma: 7

Fighting(Str)(1)
Baking(Dex)(3)
Chemistry(Int)(2)
Singing(Cha)(1)
Barter(Cha)(5)

>>13055789

TIME TO PUNCH SOME OVENS INTO SUBMISSION

>>13055789
>Well, we have a winner!

You awaken to the sound of birds chirping past the bars on your window. Still groggy, you vaguely recall that today holds some significance. Then you look at the scratches you've made in the wall with the bit of iron you found years ago and remember; today is your birthday.

You stand up and walk across the stone-and-mortar room that is your entire world. The chain on your leg just barely allows you to reach every corner of the room, but stops you a few steps up the ancient stairs that lead to the only door. The morning sunlight streams through your window, glistening on the flour-dusted surface of your table.

Suddenly, the thick oak door slams open, crackling with the magical aftershock that heralds your master's presence.

"BAKER!" The Wizard shouts down at you. "I am now hungry. Make a pastry fit for me." He flicks one hand out of his voluminous black robes, and on your table suddenly appears everything you'd need to make The Wizard's favorite breakfast treats, and a small stove with firewood materializes next to the table.

The Wizard turns and leaves, and the door slams shut behind him. The *CLUNK* of the massive lock makes the room shake.

>roll away.

rolled 5 = 5

>>13055909

Begin to formulate a brand new curse word to fully articulate the depth of your hatred for the man who could easily make his own damn breakfast with less effort than it takes to bat an eyelash.

rolled 1 = 1

Bake the bread, but substitute the water with our piss.
That'll teach our master, the dick.

rolled 8, 7 = 15

>>13055909
Oh, fuck this shit. I try to pull the chain out of the wall. I'm gettin' the fuck outta here.

>>13055909
I dunno why, but I have a good feeling about this quest.

rolled 11 = 11

>>13055909
Lets trick him into coming down stairs, then beating the snot out of him before he can cast any spells.

rolled 2 = 2

>>13056081
I think i win, unless someone comes in here and rolls higher.

>>13056000
>I'll rule that as a hard, and you got 7+7str so you just made it!
>Also, what's a good time limit for posts? I'm sort of giving it 15-20 minutes then going with whoever's highest, is that fair?

Fed up with years of abuse, you grab the thick iron pin securing your chain to the wall and pull as hard as you can. It takes a few tries, but finally the ancient mortar gives way and you pull a small chunk of stone out of the wall.

Panting for breath, your eyes widen as your rage subsides and you realize that, for the first time in years, you are slightly less imprisoned than usual. Your mind slowly processes what will happen if The Wizard sees what you've done, and your eyes dart around your cell as you try to figure out how to avoid having your brain melted.

>roll away

>>13056081
Crap, sorry, I started working on my post before you posted.

rolled 15 = 15

>>13056216
Make him his bread, but use at blood or something instead of water. Then leave. Hope he eats the bread.
>>13056235
S'cool.

OP:
I put marbles in my nose. Do they confer any magical bonuses?

rolled 11 = 11

>>13056216

Slowly make your way up the stairs, then peer out the far window that was previously too high to look through. After getting an idea of where we actually are, if at all possible, check the door to see if he bothered to lock or ward it.

>>13056235
No worries, man, it happens. That anon's idea probably would've killed us, I doubt 2int/2cha is enough to fool The Wizard.

>>13055594
this is pretty fucking cool

>>13056259
>>13056276
The door's locked, how the fudge do we leave?

rolled 3 = 3

>>13056300

Obviously the same way we got rid of the chain.
Also, let this be the roll then.

>>13056265
No and in fact you have to go to Dr. Teachem to have them removed. He assures you that you're not stupid because you put marbles in your nose, you just haven't learned not to do it. But you might be a little stupid, too.

DON'T PUT MARBLES IN YOUR NOSE PUT THEM IN THERE DO NOT PUT THEM IN THERE.

>>13056259
>>13056276
>I'm gonna combine these two to save some time. No roll required for baking this post.

Having served at The Wizard's whims for most of your life you know his habits and that he'll take hours to return for his pastries, likely off performing arcane experiments or torturing other prisoners. Mulling it over in your mind, you decide you've crossed a threshold and must escape the cell.

As an act of revenge should you not survive, you quickly throw together a simple pastry but replace the liquid components with your piss and the chocolate filling with your own "special fudge." You leave the pastries to cool on the table and quickly bundle all your meager possessions and a little of the food The Wizard conjured into your apron.

Wrapping your chain around your arm, you slowly climb up the stairs, fearful some old enchantment will alert The Wizard that you've ascended higher than your chains should allow. At the top of the stairs you gently try the door, but the booming sound of the lock you heard earlier was not theatrical. The thick door is locked tight, and even with your considerable strength it'd be almost impossible for you to force it.

You look, for the first time, directly out your window and see the outside world. As best as you can tell, The Wizard's lair is in a hilly area, possibly near mountains. The ground, mostly barren but for some shrubs and gnarled trees, dips sharply downwards away from you. Some distance away, perhaps five miles, you see the shimmering blue reflection of the sky on a lake.

There are two crossed iron bars set into the stone of the window.

>roll away

>>13056586
>going to dinner, will be back in a bit.

>>13056586
The mortar on that stone is weak, lets try to break loose more bricks with our considerable strength. Then we can tell people we busted through a brick wall.

rolled 17, 10 = 27

>>13056683
woops

rolled 5 = 5

>>13056586
With my two int I set up a simple pulley system to rip the bars from the window using my chain and any othy handy objects nearby.

>>13056683
Quick question, because it looks like your roll is gonna win; do you want to try to break the bricks around the door, the window, or any random wall? Because I can think of fun things to do with any of them.

rolled 4 = 4

>>13056683
Bump, rolling just in case.
1-door
2-window
3-upstairs wall
4-downstairs wall

I'll give you five minutes.

rolled 7 = 7

>>13056871
Lets do upstairs wall- the door and window are probably charmed.

>>13056937
>>13056683
>>13056695
>Strength+roll = 17. Another hard test succeeded. Well done, Baker!

You choose an area of the wall near the door where the mortar is cracked and flaking. Using the chunk of rock attached to your leg by the chain as a hammer, you pound at the stone, coughing and sneezing as the ancient mortar turns to dust and billows out from the wall.

You keep hitting the wall, stopping every few minutes to push at the stones to see if they've loosened, and when you are able to feel the stones move under your hands you take a few steps back then charge shoulder first into the wall.

The wall breaks, collapsing inward as you fall through. Standing up and dusting yourself off, you look around and see that you are in a circular stairwell so well-lit that there are no visible shadows, though you see no torches burning. You turn your head upwards and realize that all along you've been trapped at the bottom of an impossibly tall tower. High above you there is a single massive crystal set into the ceiling of the stairwell. Though it appears no larger than your fist from here, you're certain that if you were at the top of the staircase it would be at least fifty feet wide. It gives off an eldritch glow that somehow lights the entire stairwell.

Looking away from the exquisite crystal, you see that there is another door directly across the stairwell from your cell. You can see a dozen doors further up the stairs, though you guess that there are a thousand or more doorways lining the walls of the stairwell. You pick up your bundle of supplies...

>roll away

rolled 17, 3 = 20

>>13057142
Try each door looking for an exit.
The second roll is for the search.

>>13056265
>>13056549
Heh, just noticed these. Sorry but no magic bonuses for having a marble up your nose UNLESS the marble itself is magic.

I've always wanted to do a Quest but couldn't think of any GOOD ideas, so I went with silly instead. It was between this and Starboy Quest.

>>13057245
>3 - pretty bad failure

You try the door immediately across from you, hoping it is an exit. The door opens easily, and inside you see a strange orange creature sitting on a wooden stool. The floor around it is covered in hay. There is nothing else in the room.

The creature tilts its furry head at you and chirps softly.

>roll away

rolled 20, 10 = 30

>>13057685
I ignore the creature and close the door, then continue my search.

>>13057708
>Aww...

Unsure what to make of the creature, you close the door. As you do so, it starts to chirp louder. You can hear it through the door as you start to climb the stairs. By the time you check the first door (which leads to an empty room), the chirping has become loud enough that it echos around you. By the time you check the second door (which has another of the creatures in it, which also begins to chirp at you) the noise is deafening.

By the time you open the third door the combined chirping of the two creatures is loud enough to be painful even with your hands pressed over your ears, and you are relieved to see this door leads into a hallway. You shut the door behind you, which lowers the volume of the creatures back down to cacophanous, and look around the hall.

It is wide but low, and made of the same old stone and mortar the entire tower seems built from. There is an old, chipped painting on the wall that depicts a tall, gleaming white tower; you assume it to be the one you're in. At the end of the hall is a large door made of some metal you can't identify.

Suddenly, the chirping stops. Your momentary relief is cut short when you hear the sound of reality being turned inside out, followed by a door being opened. And then, a shout from the stairwell behind you.

"BAKER!"

>roll away

rolled 16, 13 = 29

>>13057931
"Hello, wizard. Did you enjoy your pastry?"
Role to look as innocent as possible.

>>13057980
>need to speed this up to get more people involved, so for the time being at least no more rolls for whose post gets used; first come, first serve. Please still roll for skill use.

You turn around and say "Hello, Wizard. Did you enjoy your pastry?" Gazing into the void where his face should be, you hear a strange sound and feel a sudden numbness and a sensation as if your skin was suddenly inside out. You realize that The Wizard is laughing.

"Defiance, Baker? Glibness? From one of MY slaves? That is something I do not see often. What exactly had you planned, Baker? Run away, escape into the hills, live a merry life of freedom?"

The Wizard's fury subsides briefly, and you realize that the question wasn't rhetorical; he wants to hear your answer.

>roll away

>>13058371
I encourage him to put marbles in his nose.

>>13058371
Shit, that's a pretty great "Come at me, bro" pic. And we've got our fuckin' chain wrapped around our arm! BEST BAKER EVER.

rolled 6 = 6

>>13058371

Actually, no. I was thinking about spending the rest of my life of freedom finding a way to come back here and punch you so hard that reality implodes in on itself and erases you from existence. Y'know. Just something to pass the time.

rolled 6, 12 = 18

"A MERRY LIFE OF FREEDOM? ANY LIFE OF FREEDOM IS BETTER THAN A LIFE OF ENSLAVEMENT. MY LIFE MAY NOT BE MERRY OUT THERE, IT MAY NOT BE PRETTY. BUT FREE A MAN MUST BE."
"Also, seriously, did you eat the pastry? It's kinda important to me. A kind of, oh, gong away present."

rolled 18 = 18

>>13058371
Defiance? No, sir, no defiance from me. You told me to create a pastry fit for you. While I improvised best I could, I decided that I must travel farther to find truly fitting ingredients.

>>13058408
I'm going to skip this one. I just can't think of anything witty or menacing for The Wizard to say in return.

>>13058476
>Hmmm... I'm gonna count this as an Intimidate check, so add the Str plus a bonus for successful bluff last time...

"Actually, no. I was thinking about spending the rest of my life of freedom finding a way to come back here and punch you so hard that reality implodes in on itself and erases you from existence. Y'know. Just something to pass the time."

The Wizard folds his arms. The magical flames and sparks that surrounded him suddenly disappear. He releases a long, slow sigh as he looks down at you. "Is that so? Can you guess how old I am, Baker? Can you imagine what my eyes have seen in the eons I have drifted across the aether? And do you know what, in all those years, in all my experience, I have never seen?"

His form begins to shake, shimmer, and fade away.

"I have never seen anything that could kill me. Today is your birthday, Baker - oh yes, I remembered - so as a gift I will let you leave this place. I will let you walk the earth you seem to miss so much. I will let you breath the fresh air, drink from pure rivers, sleep on the soft grass, and gaze upon the stars that I saw being born."

The Wizard's image is almost totally faded, only the twinkling lights in the darkness where his face should be remain.

"And in one year, on your next birthday, I will come to you. And I will give you the gift of a swift death. Unless you can, as you say, erase me from existence. I look forward to seeing what you have in store for me."

With a rush of wind, The Wizard vanishes. The strange metal door at the end of the hall opens, letting the light of day stream in. You pick up your pack and walk through the door. It closes behind you.

You are free.

>That's all I'm gonna do for tonight. I'll do another one tomorrow night sometime, if you want to get in on the continued adventures of The Wizard's Baker!

rolled 1 = 1

>>13058910
>For surviving this session, The Baker has leveled up! My dice roll is a number of points that can be put into any stat or skill. New skills may be created at a cost of 1 point. Roll a d20, highest poster is where the points go.

>Current Stats
Str: 7
Dex: 2
Int: 2
Cha: 2

>Current Skills
Fighting: 6
Baking: 3
Chemistry: 2
Singing: 1

>Current Equipment
Rolling pin
Apron
Two sets of clothing and shoes
Five candles
Flint & iron
20 feet of strong rope
Chain w/ rock
3 days' supply of food and water

I just wanted to say this was fun. If there's anything I can do to make the next session more fun (apart from speeding the fuck up), please let me know!

>>13058932
Eh, not gonna lie, it was kind of a rocky start, but there's potential. I think speeding up your posts would help a lot, at least until you've got more people reading it. Then you can afford to write longer posts and do more drawings.

But I liked it enough to put it on sup/tg/.

Also, I want our point to go into Baking. I have this ODD SUSPICION that at some point we're gonna need to bake something.

rolled 11 = 11

>>13059083
I suck cocks, forgot it has to be 1d20

>>13059083
>/tg/ is a Baker. Today is our birthday. Our master is a dick.
Haha, fuckin' love it, thanks.

rolled 2 = 2

>>13058932
Rollin' for Strength.

By God, we will PUNCH THE WIZARD TO DEATH.

Also, I like where it's going so far. Just keep at it, most Quests start out really slow, it really takes a lot of anons' contributing before it gets really fun.

I'm gonna bump one last time for any possible advice on How To Run a Quest Better.