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This... was not right.

You had been attempting to summon up a minor devil from the Seventh Circle of Hell, that you might pawn off the useless hunk of metaphysics known as your soul for something powerful enough to impress your father. But instead of a little anklebiter with more energy than sense - or even something vaguely human-sized - you get this burly, hulking devil with three maws and a wingspan near as big as your bedchamber.

"I can tell you right now, Miss, you will not get this good a deal from anyone else. Unrestricted access to Hell's Armory - Weapons and Armor straight from the legends! - all for the low, low price of one soul, post mortem!"

Did you mention that it had the personality of a village alchemsit come to peddle his wares to your father? But at least this... Askaraoth? was peddling something that you could actually find a use for. You toy with the ribbon for a moment, being careful to read all three of devil's faces, wondering if you couldn't get something better out of it.

"What's the catch?" you ask.

"Wee~elll..." You don't like the way its voice drags on. "This may be my quadrillionth soul, and it may earn me an all expense trip to the Second Circle." At your inquisitive gaze, it shrugs. "It's the Succubi's home circle. And I haven't had a vacation... ever, now that I think about it."

Kazaraoth waves a clawed hand, magicking a quill and contracting to float before you.

"If it's all the same to you, I'd like to get this done sooner rather than later. So how about?"

>Wat do?

>>22402947
>have a number of points equal to your Gumption each thread to do the following:

That should be "Stubborn" not Gumption

Read over the contract. Carefully. Look for small print or strangely dense letters. If it does what he says and you are still willing go ahead and sign.

Stats:
Strength 3
Speed 10
Smarts 10
Stubborn 8
Stamina 5

>>22403115
Agree, except for the statline.
8/4/10/7/7
We're selling our soul for weapons; best have the strength to use them! And who needs speed when you can just throw things, like spears?

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You pick up the contract and take a look over it to ensure that there is no fine print attached. It is a simple document, no fancy borders in which you have read that some of these devil types try to hide secret stipulations. In fact, it's rather plain compared to the legal documents your father had drafted before.

=====
CONTRACT FOR THE TRANSFERAL OF RIGHT TO POST MORTEM ASSETS.
Drafted by Damien, Ba'al, and Beelzebub Legal.

WHEREFOR the party known as ___________ is willing and free to negotiate the ownership of post-mortem assets (soul), rights derived from her status as a uncontracted sentient creature resident to the mortal plane.

WHEREFOR the party known as Askaraoth, on behalf of Seventh Circle Procurement, LLC, is willing and free to negotiate the lifelong access to the "Armamentium Infernis", rights derived from the Treaty of Luciferius and the mutual obligations of all infernal parties covered.

SO SHALL IT BE that the party known as ___________ shall, upon termination of permanent residence upon the mortal plane (death), surrender unto Seventh Circle Procurement, LLC any and all post mortem assets (souls) entitled to her under the ruling of Christ v. Lightbringer.

X__________
=====

"All you gotta do is sign," the devil says. "And then access is yours."

>Wat do?

>>22403545
Sure why not.

Looks decent enough. I'm surprised he doesn't have any stipulations on dealing with undead though.

Go ahead and sign.

>>22403545
No don't sign that shit. Let's haggle a little. Always attempt to get a better deal. And A deal that is better I deserve.

>>22403832
This, of course. He's getting succubi out of us, after all.

Incidentally, ask him what we would need to do to get the same.

>>22403545
I think we should try to haggle a little. Maybe a sexy or witty minion.

>not haggling for eternal access to hell's armory for our pre-mortem soul
>and then committing suicide

>>22403892
>vampire

Have we decided the statline yet? If not, I say 7/7/9/7/6.

Anyway, what do we plan to haggle for?

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>First to three: attempt to haggle with the Demon.

You decide that remaining the a nameless protagonist for a little while longer is alright, as your latent bicuriosity has been ignited by the thoughts of a plane of succubi. You rub your chin for a moment, before asking the most pertinent question on your mind...

"What would I have to do to get myself a succubus?"

The large demon chuckles, his wing knocking down one of the quilts your mother gave you a child. Fortunately, it is unripped, though you wouldn't really care one way or the other if it was - mother was one of the maids, and died of old age and fugliness a few decades back.

"Well, you could spend forty aeons in a dead end job and collect an innumerably high amount of souls," he says. "Or, perhaps... yes. I'll have the contract appended with the stipulation - somewhere on the continent there's an old monestary, hold out to a rather pesky Religion that should have died centuries ago."

He snarls. "They are a death cult, worshipping at an alter to a tortured god. Should you come across them in your travels, slay them all." He nods, writing a few things down upon a scroll. "Yes... and the 'minion' you ask for shall identify them for you..."

He looks up, and the contract floating before you is amended. None of the prior wording has changed, and the added paragraph is straightforward enough.

>Wat do?
>If signing, Enter Name.

>>22403965
Statline is as yet undetermined. None have hit 3 votes.

>>22404146
>Sign as Remilia Scarlet
>"Have fun in the Second Circle. And drop in again some time, okay?"

>>22404146
Signed, Felicia.
>>22403965
Also I'm good with these stats.

>>22404275
Ah yes a last name. And if we are signing a legal document we should include a middle name.

I propose Felicia Remilia Scarlet.

What do you guys think?

>>22404146
Sign.
As for name, Captcha suggests Etydma Tary.

I suddenly realize there's no cap on our stats. We could conceivably go 1/1/1/32/1. And then attempt to will the rest of our stats to be higher through sheer intransigence.

But that would be stupid.

>>22404346
Sorry forgot to put that in the post.

Cap is 10. Human average is 3 (5 in smarts). Wuxia level shit starts at 8.

>>22404320
I'm liking that name.

>>22403965
And these stats seem fine to me. Although I would put a point from stamina to Agility. For some o dat Wuxia shit.

Also LET THERE BE SUCCUBI! Sign it.

>>22404320
Fair enough. We were named after our mother.

>>22404560
Seems cool. Named after our mother? We could give a fuck about her and that fucking quill.

You Askaraoth I suggest we keep it to the first 2 votes if it takes 5 minutes.

>>22403545
So, uh..this Treaty of Luciferius.

What is that? What does it say> I refuse to agree to unknown terms.

8/7/7/7/6

Lets decide these stats.

>>22404645
>he cannot into addition

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>>22404606
Unholy shit this. Details of the Treaty of Luciferius please. Also if that shit is long and drawn out like all Treaties are give us the quick and easy details that concern our contract.

>>22404645
Your short 1 point bud.

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You quickly go about signing your name, Remilia Felicia Tary , along the various lines where the three mawed devil points with his talon-like finger.

"Sign here, here... here, here aaaaaannnnnnddddd here."

Upon signing the line, you feel something growing in the back of your mind - as if a seed of knowledge was planted, and has begun to bloom. You close your eyes to bask in the sensation, and something not unlike the bookkeeping your father's accountants drilled you in is painted along the back of your eyelids. There are names listed there, names that you recognize from history and legend accompanied by numerals. Most are greyed out - you possess insufficient amounts of something to wield them properly.

One, however, blazes with a bright light. You want it, desperately, to show off you newfound power to your father. Then, maybe, he would...

"I'm impressed, Miss Tary," The devil interrupts you chain of thoughts. His words are slow, testing, and not the least bit shocked. "I wasn't expecting you to be able to call upon any of the armaments with such... alacrity." A small, humanish looking creature, no taller than your knee, sits behind him. "This is Rholasette, she shall be your minion."

"Hello!" the minigirl floats up to you. "I'm Rholasette, succubus-in-training, though everybody calls me Rholy, and I'm gonna be the one to help you find all those filthy, filthy..." she sends a glance towards Askaraoth, "heretics!"

She seems rather bubbly.

>Wat do?

WAIT, ARE WE FEMALE.

If so, I'm aborting.

>>22404651
>one off

Stop nitpicking, swine.

8/8/7/7/6

>>22404667
>WAIT, ARE WE FEMALE.
>If so, I'm aborting.
Yes.

Bye then!

>>22404667
No, just a really pretty boy. Father thought having a girls name would toughen us up.

Like the girls clothes.

And the speech training.

And the embroidery.

On second thought, I am not sure Father knows we're a boy.

>>22404665
>"So... uh, is there anything I really should be knowing before I do anything else?"

>>22404658
Remilia already did the research, she knows what it is. Essentially, it means that the Armamentium Infernis is the collective property of all devils, to bargain part and parcel as they wish. Due to its nature, multiple copies of weapons can and will exist - you don't remove a weapon from the armory, you manifest the idea of the weapon.

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>>22404665
Shitnigger we never decide names from some troll that thought their captcha was funny. I even had a vote for the name I combined.

>>22404667
On that note I vote that we grow a dick and go hermaphrodite.
>>22404686
I'm not nitpicking. I was telling you that you suck at math and you need to update your portfolio to "I CAN'T DO ADDITION!" I was helping you out prick.

>>22404735
>Remilia already did the research
Whew. Can we then assume that we won't get screwed over unexpectedly by obscure clauses of legalese?

>>22404735
Thnx OP.

>>22404740

Or we just be fucking men.

>>22404752
>fucking men
That is sort of the point of being a female.

>>22404752
I vote for being a trap.

An incredibly convincing one. As in, nobody will ever believe that we're actually a guy, no matter what.

It'll be hilarious.

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>>22404779
>fucking men ad women

Thai IS the point of being a hermaphrodite.

>>22404829
This is a hilarious idea. Trying to hook up with chicks, get turned down

>>22404830
Goddamn spelling with a bowl in two hands isn't easy.

>>22404829
Oh and this has my vote.

Also in the very unlikely event that you see this Fae. Get your add out of the Medic corp in the Air force and come back to Washington. The trees miss you.

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"So..." you begin to ask, "is there anything that I should be knowing before I do anything else?"

Askaraoth folds his wings up, behind him, and seems to almost shrink in stature. His skin remains that same bright red, though as he shrinks from the mammoth, triple mawed demon a set of clothes that would not be out of place in your father's wardrobe manifest upon his body. The various legalesse equipm roll themselve up, and transform into a thin black leather bag.

"Not particularly," he says. "You may like to know how to actually manifest the various weapons properly." He smirks. "I'll even tell you, free of charge - as your minds eye locks upon the weapon's name, imagine the feel of the weapon in your hand. When your eyes open, it will be there."

With that parting phrase, he vanishes in a puff of flame and sulphur.

>Wat do?

>>22404884
Gee, i wonder, this is such a hard deci-PRACTICE SUMMONING THE BADDEST ASS WEAPON WE CAN GET!

>>22404829
This has my vote too.

>>22404884
IMAGINE A PONY THAT BREATHES NAPALM AND BREATHES LOCUSTS.

>>22404884
Summon the weapon from this part:
>>One, however, blazes with a bright light

>>22404908
That is three votes OP.

>>22404891
Also this! And the most baddest of ass weapon I can think of?

Deaths Ultimate Scythe

>>22404934
I dunno, man, that sounds like a trap.We *are* dealing with demons here.

>>22404923
Napalm locusts?

>>22404735
>you don't remove a weapon from the armory, you manifest the idea of the weapon.
We Shirou now?

>>22404951
That was a typo. Shoulda been:
> BREATHES NAPALM AND SHITS LOCUSTS

>>22404884
Ask Rholy about the glowing weapon.

>>22404944
I don't see how thats a tra-...oh God, it's a legendary dragon dildo!

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Seeing not much point in presenting your newfound power to your father, you close you eyes again. The list paints itself once more, and your eyes are once more attracted to the name listed in bright white light - the Obsidian Glaive. You try as you might to change it to another one on the list - you'd much rather have, say, a fire breathing war mount or some sort of sword-saw hybrid than so plebian a weapon - but it refuses to budge.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Rholy puffs her cheeks out in impatience. "Summon up your weapon! I wanna go kill people."

"I'm trying," you grate out, "But it won't let me use anything expect this lame ass spear."

"Well, duh," the minigirl says, "Everyone knows that when you're working with the armory you need to feed the concepts souls to make them work. Hell, I'm suprised you can even summon the Glaive - must be because you eat people so much."

You palm your face.

"And how in the nine circles am I supposed to feed the concepts souls?"

The succubus-in-training floats right up to you, and grins a wicked grin as you call the spear into you hands. "By killing things, of course. Or, apparently, eating people."

>Wat do?

=====
Weapon: The Obsidian Glaive

>Tempered by the blood of angels, the Obsidian Glaive is above all else the most reliable of Hell's Armory.

>Attacks per round: Half Speed (round down)
>Damage: 1d8+2Strength
>Special: Siphons Souls into your copy of the armory.
>Special: Burn 1 hitpoint for an additional 1d6 fire damage on each hit for 1 round.

>>22405073
>Obsidian Glaive is Spear the Gungnir
Oh my.

If multiple copies can exist, can we spam them a la Gate of Babylon?

>>22405073
Ask what Rholy's abilities are.

>>22405073
We go find those heretics, kill them, get a badass weapon, and then Father will be proud of us.

He might even praise us!

>>22405099
Multiple copies of the armory can exist.

Multiple copies of an individual weapon cannot be manifested by a single person. You could ask Rholy to borrow hers, if you wanted.

>>22405116
Dammit. Let's ask for Rholy's two most powerful weapons later so we can wield them both at once for massive damage.

==Remilia S. Felicis Statblock==

Strength - 8
Speed - 8
Smarts - 7
Stubborn - 7
Stamina - 6

Hit Points = 80 (50+5*Stam)
Vampiric Power Usage: 7 per thread
==StatBlock End==

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>First to Two: Ask about Rholy

"So..." the word is long and drawn out - you feel a bit like you got ripped off. "Rholy, there's not any chance that you have a copy of the armory, do you?"

The excitable succubus does a backflip, an grin splitting her face from one side to the other.

"Yeah, I do!" She exclaims. "Don't have any weapons yet, though. Don't need them much in my line of work." She perks up. "But I've got a bunch of armors that will look just fantastic on you, hold on!"

She flies up to your forehead, puts her hand to your brow, and begins to hum a happy and cheerful tune that reminds you of your childhood. You feel a warmth spreading down from where her hand is, power surging across your skin and making changes in the nature of what you are wearing. The warmth suddenly stops, and for some reason the room feels a bit more breezy.

"Tada!" She says. "Behold, the Armor of the Servant to the First Prophet!"

Staring into a mirror, you find that it isn't armor at all, not by a long shot.

"Rholy," you grit out between clenched teeth. "Undo this thist instant."

Before the minigirl can take any action, you hear the slow sound of clapping from behind you. You look into the mirror on the far side of the room - which your father had installed "because", and there is nothing.

"No, no, no," says a voice laced with sarcasm. "Keep it on, sweety. It looks good on you."

Fuck. It's your father.

>Wat do?

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>>22405335
>"Not. A. Word. Father."
>"Rholy, get this thing off. Now."

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"Not. A. Word. Father." You grind your teeth at the succubus in training, baring a set of rather sharp fangs. "Rholy, get this thing off me. NOW."

"Oh, no, no, no," you father drawls, "don't mind me. Continue doing what were doing. Unless of course that was what you were planning on doing, in which case 1)you are a VERY naughty girl, Remi, and 2)I'm afraid I'm going to ask to not." He sniffs the air, patrolling around your room like he owns the place - which he does. "Because you see, while I'm glad I won't have to shoot any boys with my gun and watch them explode everywhere, I don't know this girl. And honestly, I don't think I approve."

"Dad," you grind out, "it's not..."

You father presses a finger to your lips. "Hush now, angel, it's alright. Daddy doesn't judge, and as I said, I'm honestly relieved." He sniffs the air, and eyes the remnants of the circle. "But really, I could have just sent you some of the maids for the evening, there was really no need to summon a succubus just so you could get lai-"

"DAD THAT IS NOT WHAT I SUMMONED THE DEVIL FOR!" You scream in frustration, the Obsidian Glaive manifesting almost instinctively. "This is why. Hell's Armor-"

"Oh my, a pointy stick," he said. "Kinda nifty how you can conjure it out of nothing, I suppose. I hope you didn't pay to much for it." He gives it a good look over. "Actually it's kinda nice. Good craftsmanship. Where can I get one?"

"From a devil desperate for a vacation," you deadpan. "I had to sell my soul to get it."

You father chuckles. "Heh heh heh. Slut."

>Wat do?

>>22405558
Flip him the bird, then storm out of the room.
Mention something about needing some fresh air.
Also, add Pops' name to the list of people who have slighted us and shall suffer

>>22405558
>Our daddy is apparently Alucard
>As played by Takahata101
Welp.

>>22405558
>"Oh fuck off. I'm going to go kill something."
>Walk the fuck out
>"The dress is not off yet, Rholasette. Why is it not off yet."

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"Oh fuck off, daddy," you huff, "I need some fresh air." You glare at the little succbus girl, who is presently hiding up among the chandelier. "And more importantly, Rholasette, I need this dress back to normal. NOW."

"And I need my daughter to not go prostituting her immortal soul out to the next demon that tempts her with something shiny," Your father declares. "But oh boy, did the pooch get screwed on that one." As you storm off, your father's face darkens and for once that smirk is gone. "But seriously, Remi. You're going to have to fix this - be it in this world or the next, I'll not have my daughter beholden of her soul to the infernal bureaucracy, understand?"

You storm out of the room, ignoring him.

"Where are you going, Remi?" He asks, his tone still serious.

"Out to kill something."

"Oh?" And like that, his demeanor snaps back to normal, "And will it be the big death that my little angel will be dishing out, or the little one?"

"Oh, fuck you, daddy," you say, affectionately flipping him the bird.

"Be sure to bring me back something nice!" He yells after you. "And if you're going to be gone for more than a week, you better write!"

"I WILL!" you shout back. "Now. Rholy. WHY ISN'T IT GONE YET?"

"But, but..." the microbus says, tearing up a little, "You don't know what is does!"

>What do?

>>22405907
>"Regardless of what it does, I refuse to wear something as ridiculous as this... this... handmaiden's garb! I will have to manage without it, and find something more fitting. Now let us be off. The sooner those cultists are dealt with, the better."

>>22405907

Oh fine. Ask her what it does, how useful it is, whatever it takes for her to be satisfied. Humor her for a bit.

Then get rid of it. We make the decisions, not her.

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"No, I do not," you tell her, "and quite frankly I do not care. Regardless of it does, I refuse to wear something as ridiculous as this... this... perverse mockery of a handmaiden's garb! The skirt is too short to be proper. The neckline is too low to be decent. MY MIDRIFF IS BARE!" You pinch the bridge of your nose. "Whatever its capabilities, I will have to do without."

"But..." the girl floats next to your head, flapping her wings excitedly to keep to your pace. "But you can..."

"No." You say. "No buts. Remove this whorish garb from me at once, that we might be off and hunting that death cult Askaraoth spoke of." Enthusiasm diminished, the minigirl do ask you ask, and you can leave the house without scandal. "The sooner they are dealt with, the sooner I won't have to deal with devils come knocking to collect on debts."

Rholy floats through the air sadly, her wings flapping, but her body hanging low. "You know, that outfit mad me a lot of extra tips."

You pinch you nose again. "I can certainly understand why, if you worked as a common whore..."

She gives you a brighter look. "Oh, no, not just that! Well, yeah, I suppose it was a turn on for most of them, but no! It's the enchantment upon it that made it so lucrative! It's called 'Pretty Maids All In A Row', and it multiplies the number of yous by five." The succubus gives you a sly look. "Careful, though, what one feels, all of them feel, so if you lack the mental discipline it can be distracting."

By now, you've come into the town proper that your father lords over, a small village in the mountains by the name of Anverdt. Most people are sure to give you a wide berth, their grandparent's tales of the shoeless girl of the manor who drained the blood of little children. You still don't quite see the problem - it's just like them eating veal! - but your daddy taught you well enough to not kill your food's children.

Taking a little nibble, on the other hand, is fine.

>Wat do?

>>22406293
Dawdling here is pointless. Move on with all haste. We can grab a bite on the road if we start feeling peckish.

>our charactor is a trap, wearing a dress, and his immortal father hates the ever living shit out of him.
well i can feel this thread going places.

Do not suffer the touhourist to live.

>>22406442
>he doesn't know that /tg/ is /touhougames/

>>22406419

Isn't it great? Though I don't think daddy hates his little trap, he just loves being a fatherly troll.

It's still early though, plenty of time to be proven wrong.

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You forgo the opportunity to take a bite for the road whilst you remain above scrutiny, figuring that at some point or another you'll find a bandit outpost or something else to nibble at along the way.

There are two roads that branch out of the village, both leading to the south. The Rose Road leans westward, to the old and forgotten capitals of mankind's avarice, where few who deign themselves civilized tread. The Sunroad flows to the east, where humanity curls itself together against the creatures of the night - creatures such as yourself.

You could also try to the north, though no roads lead that way, and you would have to track yourself through the wilds. Asides from that, even in isolation, a cult needs a population to support it, and among the frozen glaciers of the Teeth no mortal dares to go.

"So..." your bubbly assistant asks at the road's fork. "Which way are we going?"

>Wat do?

>>22406564
Can't we just turn to mist or a flock of bats or something?

>>22406564

Westward ho!

>>22406610
West is fine, if we can't go straight there by flight.

>>22406587
From the first post:

As a Vampire, you

>must feed once per thread
>>You may feed without needing to hide in your father's village.

>lack a reflection.
>cannot see well in sunlight.
>sink like a stone in water, and can drown.
>take 1d8 damage if they ingest garlic.

>may bite someone in combat for 1d4 damage
>>This heals you for the same amount.
>>This counts as a feeding if the enemy is human.

>have a number of points equal to your Stubborn each thread to do the following:
>>Mesmerize: Make a non-hostile person compliant to your will.
>>Shadow Step: Teleport between shadows, no further than a mile.
>>Predatory Apex: Boost Strength or Speed by 2 for your next action.

>>22406494
SUFFER NOT THE TOUHOURIST TO LIVE is the main creed of /tg/. Have you not held your ground against Touhoufag Adslahnit and his endless hordes of spammers on the eve of Touhougate?

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"West," you tell your floating companion. "If this deathcult lay Eastward, it would not be so isolated as it is. The barbarians of the Dakotas, though, they might play host to such a bloody cult."

"Make's sense to me," the succubus says.

You note on your map that there are several small towns down the Rose Road before human settlement's end and the Dakota wastes begin. One of them plays host to a rather prominent set of Deities, Ardor and Amora - the gods of marriage and love. Whilst a long shot, there may be a chance that one of the priests could recognize the symbolism of the death cult, and point you in the right direction.

Or it could lead you on a wild goose chase.

Before you have a chance to make any meaningful decision regarding this possible lead, you notice something rather peculiar about a pair of people you are approaching on the road. Firstly, they are dressed in rather fine garb for travelling the road. Secondly, they have the same red skin that Askaraoth had when he-

The observation cuts out when the two give a look at Rholy, draw their guns.

"We'll be collecting them assets now, Miss Felicis."

And then the both fire. Fortunately for you, the bullets were neither made of silver nor particularly magical, and just sort of bounced off of your skin. They kind of tickle, now that you think about it. One of the perks of eating people, you suppose.

>Wat do?

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>>22406856
Thrown spear takes one of the two in the face; grapple the other and have a snack.

>>22406856
Ignore them, they aren't worth your time.

>>22406920
sounds like a plan!

you'd think they'd do their homework before taking on a vampire.

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Rolled 4

"'Right...' the demon on the left would have said, 'Vampire. Forgot they could just sort of shrug off bullets.'

'Indeed, old chap,' the you would have replied. 'Let us reload our weapons with silvered bullets, enchanted by great mages of hell specifically for such a purpose!'

'Splendid idea!' your partner would have said. 'Make haste, for I do believe that the vampiress is almost upon us! It would be indeed unfortunate, if she were to impale us upon that wicked looking glaive of hers, or, I do say, take a bite from with those wicked looking fangs.'" you say to the devil pinned within your grasp.

It hacks out of breath. "H-how... wh-what the fuck..."

"But now," you sing rather cheerily, "guess who's on the menu!"

"M-me?" Really, his voice is kind of pathetic.

"Thaaaaa~ats RIGHT!" you say, digging your fangs into his neck. You relish the taste - demon blood is sort of like candy to vampires; it's not the sort of thing you can subsist on, but it has to be one of the tastiest blood types out there. After a long swig, you wrestle him into facing his dead companion, whose head you managed to pin to a tree with the glaive. "I'd eat the other guy, but his blood isn't so fresh anymore, so I guess you'll have to do."

>Wat do?

raep

>>22407255
>"Now, before I kill you in a manner involving an indeterminate degree of pain (likely varying based on my mood at the time), why don't you tell me how and why you're after me and further ruining this not altogether pleasant night for all three of us?"

I wonder if you can feed demon souls to the Armory. Lets find out!

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Rolled 3

The demon impaled to the tree twitches a final time, the last of his impaled neurons dying, releasing his spirit into the aether, to reform its body back within the depths of hell. Or, it would have done that, had the Obsidian Glaive lacked its voracious appetite for the souls of its slain enemies. The weapon glows, momentarily, before subsiding, and flashed across your minds eye are the words [Souls Captured: 1].

"Now, herr demon." You take a good grip of his neck, and stand - unfortunately, with your girlish stature, he cannot quite kneel, nor quite stand with you. "How would you like to die?"

"W-well," he chokes out, "since your asking... as an old demon on my death bed, with a few succubi keeping it warm."

"Rholy!" you call out. The succubus peaks out from her hiding place in a bird's nest. "You hear that?" She nods, a bit fearful. "Would you mind granting this poor, poor fellow's last request?" She nods even harder, not wanting any of what Remilia is doing.

You grin psychotically at the creature in your vice grip. "Sorry, old chap, but she's the only succubus for miles. So now..." Your red eyes glow with malice. "Now we're gonna have a little talk."

The talk lasts for about fifteen minutes, and is too horrifying to describe - suffice it to say, by the end you had extracted every last ounce of information (as well as blood) from the demon. Apparently this was the new MO for devils - why bother with a Faustian plan when you can give them what they want, and then have them killed and take their soul legally. You wipe your face with your hankerchief, and your bloodlust subsides.

[Souls Captured: 2]

>Wat Do?

>>22407524
Lets continue onwards down the road of-corse!

>>22407524
Clean up a little, then continue on to where we were going.

Also, check the armory on the off chance something was unlocked with just these two souls.

>>22407569
Doubt it, but yes lets do that.

>>22407524
So, what did we learn?

Rolled 1

>>22407658
It's kinda said right there, but basically the devils thought the old loophole trick was inefficient. So instead, they grant wishes within their power to grant, and then kill the person asap to get their soul.

In other words, Seventh Circle Procurements, LLC, are a bunch of dicks.

>>22407689

They are also kinda stupid.

>>22407689
Can we use this info to void the contract? Otherwise, under what circumstances can we regain eternal ownership of our soul?

>>22407708
Well, you don't become a faceless mook by being the sharpest tool in the shed. Especially when you can normally respawn.

>>22407740
Nope. Nothing in there saying that they can't try to kill you to cause an early axquisition of post mortem assets.

>>22407759
Fuck.

Well, we just have to kill them all first, I guess.

Let's get on those cultists, first, though. More souls unlocks more weapons, so yeah. Can we ask Rholy how many souls we need for the next one?

Well if Seventh Circle Procurement, LLC no longer exists they can no longer collect our soul. Lets make that our true quest.

>>22407799
Of course, we could simply buy over Seventh Circle Procurement, LLC.

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>Last post for the night, gotta get some sleep.

On the off chance that two souls were enough to unlock anything proper from the Armamentarium, you close your eyes and let the list paint itself before you. Strangely enough, some of the weapons and armor are glowing a lighter shade of grey than the dampened out colors of the locked off items. Two sets of armor are available to view, as are three more weapons.

==Light Armor: Shirt of the Hobbit==

Light, durable, and near as protective as platemail, this armor is rather mundane.

>Armor: Reduces damage taken by 8.
>Special: None.

Costs 2 souls

==Medium Armor: Shield of the 247th==

A bronzed shield of an ancient hero, especially suited for blocking arrows

>Armor: Reduces damage taken by 5
>Special: Arrows and crossbow bolts have a 50% chance to miss.
>Special: Shield Bash: 1d6+Strength Damage, once per round
>Special: Can only be used with a one handed weapon or a polearm.

Costs 1 Soul

==Light Weapon: Mobius Daggers==

A razor thin blade, especially suited for throwing, it will always find its way back to you.

>Attacks: 2xSpeed Per Post
>Damage: 1d4+1/2 Strength
>Special: Returns to hand immediately after striking
>Special: Cannot be used with another weapon or a shield.

Costs 1 Soul.

==Light Weapon: Knuckleduster==

A set of bronzed knuckles, said to grant victory if wielded in a barfight.

>Attacks: 1.5xSpeed per post
>Damage: 1d6+Strength
>Special: Double damage if drunk.
>Special: Triple damage if drunk and in a bar.

Costs 2 souls

==Medium Weapon: Emergency Machete==

Kept in secret by one hunted in the forest, has saved a thousand lives in dire need.

>Attacks: Speed per post
>Damage: 1d8+Strength
>Special: Can never lose access to
>Special: Double damage against creatures of the night
>Special: If a creature of the night wields it, they enter a bloody rage

Costs 2 souls

>What do?

>>22407942
Pass on all, save up for better stuff. Continue on.

When'll the next thread be?

>>22407987
If the thread dies, next thread will be next Friday at 8pm. If it remains alive, it shall continue tomorrow.

Threads will be archived here: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Armamentarium%20Infernis%20Quest

I say we get the shirt of the hobbit, we'll probably be facing magic weapons soon.

>>22408071
If one or two souls unlocks this much, we'll probably have at least 4 or 5 by the end of next thread. I want to see what they gives us. We need to save till right before we assault the cultists.

>>22408101
>>22407987
Same guy, by the way.

Hmmm, I'm thinking that we should get some protection. Its obvious that we are going to come under fire from those devils again. I vote we get the Shield of the 247th. Also that protection from arrows should extend to "ranged weapons" if we are in a world with guns.

And seriously guns man? Damn. At-least tell us the technological capacities of our surrounding world. You say the demon talks like peddling Alchemist and then throw guns at us? At no point in time as there been marketing Alchemists and GUNS at the same time. Feels way out of place.

>>22409551
Shouldn't Rholy already be able to manifest whatever armor we need? After we give her proper instructions, of course.

>>22409576
Honestly isn't that a little Meta style?

A bump for OP before I leave.

>>22409551

Well, considering that we're heading to "The Dakota Wastes," the setting is might be post apocalyptic to some degree. And our father has at least one gun, so it's not like they came out of nowhere or anything.

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>And we're back.

You weigh your options. The weapons don't particularly interest you all that much - the Glaive might look disappointing, but it's been pretty damned reliable so far. You consider expending one or both of the gathered souls to obtain the Shirt of the Hobbit or the Shield of the 247th, but before you actually go through with it, a better idea strikes you.

"Rholy!" The succubus in miniature peeks out from behind her hiding tree. "It's safe to come out now." You pull the Glaive out of the devil's skull. "I've finished killing them, and I've got a question for you."

Seeing the danger has passed, Rholy floats down to you and takes a seat on your shoulder. "What's up"

"Do you have any armors that I could use..."

Rholy all but swoons, clasping her hands together and eyeing you like an expensive cutlet. "Of course! What can I-"

"That don't make me look like some... some common strumpet?"

The succubus hangs her head. "No."

You sigh, and open up your map to finish those incomplete thoughts regarding your destination. The Dakota wastes are a bit more than a day's journey off, though not by much. Four of the villages that lay between catch your eye, each home to a not-exactly-minor shrine to one of the local deities. Brill plays host to the upper echelons of the Love Gods' clergy, Charlton houses a shrine to the God of Feasts and Plenty, Falstead is home to one of the Sun God's monestaries, and Luftheim holds a temple to the Wind God.

>Wat do?

The throwing knife is only one handed? Lame

go to the closest village and get the 247 shield and knife if its not too late

>>22415233
The mobius daggers can't be used with a shield

>>22415329
I thought we were just unlocking the weapons, for now I'd say just the glaive and shield would work