>>30192738
>Ask about the capturers. Race, creed, nation?

>>30192738
>Return to the castle with Gon.
>Ask about the capturers. Race, creed, nation?

>>30192738
>>Ask about the capturers. Race, creed, nation?
>>Ask what he wants to do.
>>Compliment his professionalism in this crisis.

>>30192884
>Complimenting his professionalism.
Doing that DURING A CRISIS isn't very professional. Save it for later.

>>30192738
Do we have anyone that can work illusions? Could Jaal summon something to just break into the basement?

>>30192738
"Wait. They kidnapped royalty and instead of running away with their prize, they barricaded themselves inside the basement?"

>>30192738
>>Ask about the capturers. Race, creed, nation?
>>Ask what he wants to do.
>>30192884
>>>Compliment his professionalism in this crisis.
Don't do this. It comes across as petty.

Use eye
Look through floor
Stand above the guys guarding Michael.
Break floor with spear and tear the rest apart with our bare hands.

>>30192994
Maybe their escape route got cut off, and they're trying to improvise?

>>30192994
"Wait. They kidnapped royalty and instead of running away with their prize, they barricaded themselves inside the basement?"

Gon grins.
"Kinda hard to get away when the help barricades almost every way out. Hand it to William, he trained those serving folk well." he says.

"Right..." you nod, then gesture to head back. "What about the capturers?"

"They're all c... They're all nonhumans." he says. "I think one's an Ogre. The rest seem to be demons of some kind, and they're lead by an Appal."

"...You're sure?"

"Pretty sure. Its face and arm were all wrapped up, though, and looked wrong."

"What's your plan?"

"Use shock tactics. Break in the doors, charge them down, free the royals. But with my sword..." you remember the massive thing, easily twice as long as he is tall. "So I'm stuck using this." he holds up a battleaxe, which looks small in his hands.

You reach the castle again. The King is furious, staring down at the entrance to the basement, and Gina is barely holding him back.

You know there's only one way into the basement. It's small and cramped, filled with pillars and very little wide spaces.

William is directing the help around, while Karl is tending to a few injured guards.

>Writein

>>30193174
Do >>30193025 , perhaps synched with the other guards running down.

>>30193174
We need smoke or some illusion. The Eye will let us see them anyway.

>>30193174
Go talk to Ja'al and ask him if he can sense what demons the kidnappers are.

Also mention that the Appal might be the one summoning the demons that attacked the castle previously.

>>30193265
You turn to Ja'al, who sighs.
"Can't summon on such short notice. Best I could do is get a Lost ghost-like demon to scout it out." he says with a groan.

"...I could help." Tou says, from the other end of the room. "If... If you can trust me." his long tail curls in the air as he fidgets.

You turn your Eye to look through the stone walls, only to see the iron supports between the walls, and the magic self-repair runes all over the place. You frown, looks like that won't work.

>Alright, Tou, what can you do?
>We break in and charge.
>We talk to the kidnappers?
>Writein

>>30193532
>Alright, Tou, what can you do?

>>30193532
Whoops.

>>30193532
>>Alright, Tou, what can you do?

>>30193532
>Alright, Tou, what can you do?

>>30193532
>Alright, Tou, what can you do?

>>30193720
>>30193700
>>30193694
>>30193567

"I am adept at stealth. The... The trust field helps a lot with it." he says. "I could slip in and help, free the two of them. Take off the antimagic choker on the princess." he goes on, still at the other end of the hall. "And I could bring the prince his magical blade, maybe."

"So we got two options." Gon says. "Smash and kill, or sneak and hope." he chuckles. "I don't really care either way. So long as milady's safe."

>Smash and Kill
>Sneak and Hope (Character Perspective shift)

>>30193767
>>Sneak and Hope (Character Perspective shift)

>>30193767
>Sneak and Hope (Character Perspective shift)
If we hurt the prince, doesn't Mistral get teleported to him?
Just have Gon bash in when that happens.

>>30193767
>>Sneak and Hope (Character Perspective shift)
We should also have Annelin following his progress through the walls if at all possible so we can be ready to smash and kill the moment things go wrong.
>>30193812
This might also be a good idea. Tou could cut the prince somewhere nonvital to summon us.

>>30193767
>Sneak and Hope (Character Perspective shift)
then >Smash and Kill

>>30193841
Maybe he could pretend to be in on the critter alliance and then just straight up throw a knife at the prince?

Should.ask for specifics on how the summoning thing works.

Or if they removed the prince's bracelet.

>>30193841
>>30193781
>>30193812
>>30193841

--- --- ---

You are Tou.

Well, more accurately your name is Gallin Gre, the words for "Trust me" in your people's tongue. You're small, barely more than three feet tall. You've a thin coat of fur, catlike ears, and you emenate a magical field that makes people trust you. You're not sure how you feel about this, but it's at least kept you in clothes and off the street.

"Alright. You go on ahead. Be careful."

You nod, looking up at Annelin and the towering Dra. You take a deep breath, tail wrapping about your waist a few times, and slip down into a lowered stance, walking with steady steps.

You slip past the huge main guard - an ogre, easily ten feet tall and hunched in this small space - by distracting him with a small stone. Deep breaths. You slip in deeper.

There's three routes you can take. The most direct sends you through the patrols of three demons, but is the fastest and most direct.

The second is roundabout, and only has you getting detected as a possibility once.

The third is to take to the ceiling and try to avoid notice that way. But you might fall and bring attention to yourself. It's risky.

>First route.
>Second route.
>Third route.

>>30194395
>The second is roundabout, and only has you getting detected as a possibility once.

>>30194395
>>Second route.

>>30194395
As much fun as going splinter cell would,
>Second

>>30194395
>Second route.

>>30194433
>>30194473
>>30194486
>>30194548

>No roll needed.

You slip past the other guard on your long route, coming to the prince, princess, and the Appal. It holds a long steel fighting staff, leaning on it with a heavily bandaged hand. One side of its face is also covered, and it hisses continuous commands to its demons almost subvocally.

You slip up behind the prince, noting he has been bound hand and foot. He's unhurt, even the bindings are not all that tight, and there's nothing sharp nearby. Even his mouth has been stuffed with cloth.

To prevent him from biting his tongue or from speaking, you don't know.

You slowly draw your dagger.

The princess has an antimagic choker - a simple device that cuts off magic from entering a magi's body, preventing spell use.

>Cut the prince somewhere nonlethal.
>Cut the bindings, keep him quiet.
>Attempt to kill off the Appal now.
>Free the Princess.
>Writein

>>30194701
Cut him somewhere non lethal.

>>30194701
>>Cut the prince somewhere nonlethal.
Then free the princess in the ensuing confusion

>>30194701
>Cut the bindings, keep him quiet.

>>30194701
>Cut the bindings, keep him quiet.

Rolled 1

>tie
1 is a vote for cutting the prince
2 is for cutting the bindings

>>30194701
>Cut the bindings, keep him quiet.
First freedom, then dynamic entry

>>30194923
>>30194738
>>30194778

You lean close to the prince, holding the blade in front of his eyes. He nods, closing his eyes hard shut.

You really don't want to do this.

You really, really don't want to do this.
"Sorry." you whisper, pushing the blade into his shoulder.

His ring shines brightly, shimmering through the dark, and he winces as you pull the blade out.

Annelin is beside you...

--- --- ---

And you are pissed as hell.

The Appal is fleeing, putting a few demons between you. He's retrieved an iron rod from his robes, and you recognize it - you wouldn't ever forget it. It's the same one.

>Let it do it. It's keyed to Appals, anyway.
>Charge it down before it can.
>Free the prince!
>Free the princess!

>>30195077
>Charge it down before it can.

>>30195077
Throw the spear at the Appal, free the prince, then resume fucking up everything that isn't royalty or a foreign dignitary on this floor.

>>30195077
>Charge it down before it can WITH YOUR SPEAR

FAITH N' BEGORRAAAAAAAAH

>>30195077
>>Charge it down before it can.
Tou can do the freeing

>>30195214
>>30195158
>>30195120

>d100

Rolled 5

>>30195263
>inb4 Sealed Lord steals all our souls

>>30195077
>>Charge it down before it can.
Trust Tou to free the hostages.

Rolled 54

>>30195263

Rolled 14

>>30195263

Rolled 37

>>30195279
>>30195316
>>30195327
>>30195263
Being Lancer is suffering

Rolled 65

>>30195263
is it a roll high or low system

>>30195375
>>30195316
You rush down the Appal, spear slamming through the bandaged shoulder and knocking its staff from its hand.

It grins at you, stumbling and holding fast to the rod.

"Annelin Karkinos." it says. "It's time for you to face what you created."

It reaches over, and snaps the Sealed Lord open.


A lance of light slams through the Appal, melting it instantly - and no more lances appear, like before. It suddenly makes sense to you. After all, a Sealed Lord is simply a powerful demon attempting to make itself whole. Once it feeds on enough souls, logically, it would cease eating.

And that's when you realize the whole plan. The whole idea of the Appal. What it wanted to do. It stole the prince to bring you here. It stole the Sealed Lord to use it on itself - And a Lord created from a thousand, a hundred thousand angry Appals, released within the very basement of the human kingdom's central capital castle.

The prince is free, and Tou is working on the Princess.

The soulstone is shaking, the size of your head, glowing brightly.

>Get the royalty out. Evacuate the castle!
>Stand and fight, send the royalty out.
>Writein

>>30195508
>Get the royalty out. Evacuate the castle!

>>30195508
>Stand and fight, send the royalty out.
If facing your demons ever became a literal term, it would be now.

>>30195508
>Stand and fight, send the royalty out.
It's time we faced our demons, literally

>>30195508
>>Stand and fight, send the royalty out.

>>30195564
>>30195584
Hehehe, literal-demon-mind

>>30195612
Hehehe, time to stabby stabby the demon until it's dead.

>>30195508
>>Stand and fight, send the royalty out.

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>>30195667
>>30195593
>>30195584
>>30195564
"Tou! Get the royalty out!" you call, "Tell them a Demon Lord is emerging!"

"But you..."

"I need to handle this. Just get them to safety!"

Tou nods, pulling along the prince, who breaks free and places a hand on your shoulder. For a moment, he says nothing, and your eyes meet. But then, nothing needs to be said - you are his protector, and he is your charge. He smiles, then pats your pauldron, and leaves with Tou.

Only a moment after you're gone does the soulstone shatter, red smoke growing and forming black plates,Tall, taller than you by a head, weilding twin blades. Full armor with red glow shining from the joints, a wordless roar as it fully forms and points its blade at you.

WARRIOR LORD - REGAL

>Attack immediately! Don't allow it to get its bearings! (Might)
>Hang back, fight defensively. (Mind)
>(No Magic Option)

>>30195822
>Attack immediately! Don't allow it to get its bearings! (Might)

>>30195822
>Attack immediately! Don't allow it to get its bearings! (Might)

We're going to smack the shit out of this thing, make it cry like little baby!

>>30195822
>>Attack immediately! Don't allow it to get its bearings! (Might)

>>30195822
>>Attack immediately! Don't allow it to get its bearings! (Might)

>>30195917
>>30195899
>>30195894
>>30195851
d100.

>>30195822
>Hang back, fight defensively. (Mind)
Optimally we'd want Gon to help.

Rolled 3

>>30196087
break dat spear mang

Rolled 50

>>30196087

Rolled 42

>>30196087

Rolled 10

>>30196087
Welp here we go.

Rolled 64

>>30196087
Luck

>>30196108
>>30196134
>>30196148
>>30196173
It just isn't Annelin's day today.

>>30196134
>>30196148
>>30196174
I'm guessing maybe one success?

>>30196183
The Demon is huge! That means it must have huge guts! RIP AND TEAR! RIP AND TEAR!

>>30196183
or the michaels. guy got stabed.

Rolled 94

>>30196087

>>30196210
Annelin dont rip n' tear, Annelin BREAK and PEIRCE

>>30196212
Michael got forcibly evac'd and doesn't have a weapon at the moment,

>>30196174
>>30196134

You let loose a scream of anger, closing the distance and rushing him down with a strong stab. It parries it with one sword - but your knee rises into its groin solidly enough to push it back. Granted, it wasn't easy on your knee, but...

You lean away from one blow and block the next, falling into the steady dance of attacking and avoiding. He is fast - inhumanly fast - but you can keep up. Thrills run through your body as the demon lunges closer and closer with each blow, roaring its displeasure in your livelihood and screaming for your blood with every moment.

You pull away just barely and circle one another. You didn't get much info from that exchange, and only scored a single hit...

>Keep assaulting! (Might)
>Defend entirely - watch it with care. (Mind)
>No magic option.

>>30196396
>Defend entirely - Find Weakpoint! (Mind)

>>30196396
>>Defend entirely - watch it with care. (Mind)

>>30196396
>Defend entirely - watch it with care. (Mind)

>>30196396
>Defend entirely - watch it with care. (Mind)
I find it irritating that he was able to parry the Breaking Spear. That seems like something you could use to make a parry worthless. Maybe Annelin is just used to using it like a ranged weapon, still.

>>30196396
>Defend entirely - watch it with care. (Mind)
im gona bet getting hit by those blade will give us more than a fleshwound, fucking deamons

>>30196469
not used to*

>>30196396
Keep assaulting
(Attept to sever a few tendons in order to limit its movements)

>>30196431
>>30196438
>>30196465
>>30196469
>>30196492
Cowards! We came to fight the Demons!
>Keep assaulting! (Might)
Plus if the picture is anything to go by, it has two swords. Meaning its offensive capabilities will be hard to block.

>>30196469
He seems to be immune to magic/not made of magic to some degree if our lack of magical options is anything to go off of, anti-magic included.

Maybe soulstuff works differently from magic.

>>30196396
>>Defend entirely - watch it with care. (Mind)

>>30196532
Two swords only mean half the attack power behind each blow! Science!

>>30196492
>>30196469
>>30196465
>>30196438
>>30196431
d100

Rolled 43

>>30196581

Rolled 9

>>30196581
Don't fail!

Rolled 59

>>30196581

Rolled 96

>>30196581

Rolled 63

>>30196581
Cmon

Rolled 79

>>30196581

>>30196621
Pft.

This is gonna be PPQ all over again.

Rolled 9

>>30196581

>>30196673
>>30196678
>>30196651
Writing.

>>30196825
You leap back, allowing him to approach, watching him. In your mind's eye, you can see the arcing blows, the graceful, angry motions. So much fury...

You can see only a few avenues to end this - you could purposefully shatter the armor or his weapons with your spear. You could attempt to strike at his center, impaling him and inhibiting his movements. Finally, you could trip him, and gain an advantage that way...

You sigh as the blade sears rather close to your face. You have to decide!

>Break his armor! (Mind)
>Impale him! (Might)
>Trip him! (Mind)

>>30197106
>Trip him! (Mind)

Trip him, then stab him in the neck.

>>30197106
>Break his armor! (Mind)
We have a Breaking Spear, let's fucking use it.

>>30197106
>Break his armor! (Mind)
We did invest in this fancy magical spear after all.

>>30197106
>Break his armor!
Time to crack this can while open!

>>30197106
>Break his armor! (Mind)

>>30197106
>>Break his armor! (Mind)

>>30197106
>>Break his armor! (Mind)
prepare for escaping deamon energy or little angry souls of rage prepair to roll to avoid traumatic breakdown

>>30197106
>Break his armor! (Mind)

>>30196680
Quest name please

>>30197290
>>30197274
>>30197263
>>30197189
>>30197180
>>30197172
>>30197162
d100 please

Rolled 78

>>30197356
I got a good feeling about this roll.

Rolled 53

>>30197356

Rolled 12

>>30197356

Rolled 59

>>30197356

Rolled 4

>>30197356
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

Rolled 42

>>30197356

Rolled 44

>>30197356

>>30197356
I hope backup comes soon, they wouldnt just abandon usto buy time right, Gon will be here any minute for sure

>>30197368
>>30197391
Dice b hatin' on us today. Oh well, at least we got one success.

>>30197387
>>30197365
>>30197364

You watch his movements, blades arcing through the air, and step in.

/Now/.

Your spear rises, slamming into his side as magical power rises from the air and into the tiniest imperfections in his armor - splitting them, cracking them... Breaking them. You leap away as his armor shatters, coal-black skin exposed. Strong, masculine, firm, and powerful, the demon rears up and casts aside his helmet. A young man, handsome even, though his face is a mask of fury, leaps at you, and you leap to one side - but you aren't fast enough. Red energy covers the demon that you didn't expect, and his speed increases dramatically. His sword slices into your arm, then...

Through.

The pain doesn't even register, for now, only the horror of your shield clanging to the ground while you still stand.

"ANNELIN!" roars a voice from upstairs, and a huge red form slams into the dark one, wrestling it to the ground as you cradle your stump. The pain strikes, a sea of red as you gasp for air. Gon rolls the demon so its back is to you, allowing it to pin him - and, if you can gather yourself, a single strike.

>Gather yourself, behead the demon!
>Flee! Gon has this...
>Scream in pain and try to stop the bleeding.

>>30197596
>Gather yourself, behead the demon!

>>30197596
>Gather yourself, behead the demon!

We'll fix our arm in a bit, we've still got Karl's potions, but for now we have an enemy to kill.

>>30197596
>Gather self and behead the fucker that just cut off our goddamn arm!
Like there's any other worthy choice of action.

>>30197596
>Gather yourself, behead the demon!
End this.

>>30197596
>Gather yourself, behead the demon.
Not as 'armless as you thought, eh Gon?
Aha
aha
ohthepain

>>30197662
this seem good

>>30197596
>Gather yourself, behead the demon!

>>30197662
need a hand there Gon? yeah me too

>>30197662
Save the dialogue for after we've killed the demon.

>>30197733
whats wrong, dont thik he can handle it?

>>30197596
>Gather yourself, behead the demon!

>hotblood choice
All aboard the dice train

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>>30197662
No. This is not PGQ

>>30197662
>>30197730
>>30197762
It really doesn't fit, and I get tired of /tg/ trying to turn every protagonist into a punmaster.

>>30197650
>>30197645
>>30197630
>>30197629
You pick up your spear, and lunge one last time, groaning as you hear, not see, the head roll. You slump to your knees, panting.

"N...Not as... armless as you thought, right, Gon?" you manage a sick smile as you mumble about the pain and fall over.

... ... ...

You awaken in the medical wing, blinking awake. You don't know what time it is, or what day it is. All you know is that the Prince is asleep on the side of your bed, and his hair's a mess. You lift up your shield arm, looking at the missing half of it - the wound is sealed, but theres a strange, red, angry pattern where the skin has healed over the seperation. You frown, looking it over.

Karl looks over at you, face written with regret and shame, then leaves the room after slamming his fist against the doorframe so hard you hear it crack.

>Writein

>>30197816
Ask Michael if he's willing to be our driver again, grab a wheel chair and Gina as a guard then go see that Appal weapon smith. Ask him what a prosthetic arm with an integrated, retractable buckler/small shield would cost us.

>>30197812
i was joking. i honestly wouoldnt want her to say something so dumb, it was just a little fukin around with arm puns

>>30197816
"Thus ends a short, and terribly violent, career as a royal guard..."

>>30197816
Just lie there for a while. And not make a shitty pun like that ever again.

>>30197816
"I seriously need a vacation"

Also, get a shield we can strap. No point in retraining our style.

Does Coyo give out other random body parts?

>>30197816
Ask Karl how long until we can return to duty.

>>30197816
Ruffle Micheal's hair with our working hand. When he gets up ask if he's alright.

>>30197900
I think we can still walk, though I'm not sure. And we should ask why Karl can't fix this one, there might be some weird magic going on.

>>30197816
Can I have my first vacation yet?

>>30197935
>no point in retraining our style
Our spear is a two handed weapon.

>>30197816
"I realy need to break this habbit of waking up here, how long was i out and hows your wound "

>>30197816
"You been practicing your forms kid?"

>>30197935
>>30197937
>>30197965
>Implying the king will keep a cripple around as his son's bodyguard.

One unpaid permanent vacation coming up.

>>30198016
They might give us a stipend just for the work we've done so far, at least.

>>30197816
Please ignore all punshit in the future, Avalon. PLEASE.

>>30197941
>but theres a strange, red, angry pattern where the skin has healed over the seperation.
all signs point to "magic fucked your arm and its not coming back because deamon sword"

also i fucking calld it that there was something about the sword wish i was wrong

>>30197941
I seem to recall something about demon wounds being cursed and not healing, even with magic.

I don't think we're getting that arm back.

>>30198055
Maybe we can get a magic hand! Some sorta prosthetic! Or maybe a telekinetic type thing!

>>30198073
Maybe, so overcome by our sorrow at being unable to continue guiding and teaching Michael, we kill ourselves! And come back as a demon devoted to protecting the royal family!

You gently ruffle his hair with your good hand, and he wakes up, then launches into a hug with you. You don't know how long it's been, but you hold him in return as best you can.

"You alright?"

"I... I, what... Annelin, you..."

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." he says softly. "I just... Annelin, you didn't need to... to do such things." he says quietly. "I know I'm important, but... your arm, you..." he looks on the verge of tears. "You don't deserve this..."

"So long as you're okay."

Emotion wars across the prince's face, as he looks up at you.
"I just... I don't want you to leave."

"She won't have to." the King states.

>Are you serious?
>How am I supposed to guard him like this...
>Sire, I admit that I would like to continue working, but...
>Writein

>>30197816
Fucking hell, the wound is Hexed. Time to get a prosthesis. Or find out if a hexed wound can be reversed in some way. I'm sure the old guard had to deal with hexed wounds too.

>>30198095
>>How am I supposed to guard him like this...
Stay business oriented.

>>30198095
>Sire, I admit that I would like to continue working, but...How am I supposed to guard him like this?

>>30198062
hey that reminds me that we got a letter from rikard that he told us to open in the morning. lets go dance naked in the starlight and talk to rava

>>30198095

>Sire, I admit that I would like to continue working, but...
>How am I supposed to guard him like this...

>>30198095
>Sire, I admit that I would like to continue working, but...
>How am I supposed to guard him like this...

>>30198095
>Sire, I admit that I would like to continue working, but...

Instead of saying anything else just wave our stump in his general direction.

>Inb4 the King either knights us or hires us on as the Prince's personal trainer.

>>30198095
>Sire, I admit that I would like to continue working, but...
>How am I supposed to guard him like this...

>>30198095
>How am I supposed to guard him like this...

>>30198062
Why didn't they just chop further down and heal the non-demon wound while we're out?

>>30198095
can we have someone fech our rickard letter or would everthing on us be in the room for when we wake up

>>30198095
Hold up severed arm, "Ok, so I'm going to need a replacement."

Ask Karl for a pint of whiskey, a needle, and some boiled horsehair.

>>30198095
>Sire, I admit that I would like to continue working, but...
>How am I supposed to guard him like this...

>>30198198
Whiskey, a needle, and glue won't get us very far with nothing to attach.

>>30198198
for what purpous?

>>30198162
I propose 'demon magic bullshit' as the reason why not.

It'll probably heal us up to the original wound.

>>30198208
>>30198223
You mean to tell me they didn't throw our arm on ice until we woke up?

>>30198126
>>30198125
>>30198122


"Sire, I admit that I would like to continue working, but...How am I supposed to guard him like this?"

The old man grins.
"It'll take some time to develop the prosthesis." he says, "But you didn't just save my boy. Something like that, if it had gotten to the help, would have been a match for me, Gina, and Gon together. You struck it when it was weakest, took a deathly blow, and saved at least ten or twenty lives." he nods solumnly.

"It is my great honor to name you Dame Annelin Karkinos, and grant you a small holding south of the capital. There is no manor there yet, but we will build one to your specifications when you like."

You hold up your arm and he nods.
"We will pay for that." he says, lifting his arm and pulling back his sleeve. A whole arm of silver with inlaid gold designs shimmers in the light. "Fear not. We will ask you about decoration. In the meantime, Karl is standing in your stead. You are on break for the next few days."

The prince looks at the ground.

"Boy." he says, a hand on his son's shoulder. "Get used to this. People die for you and your ideals. They offer their bodies to the pedestal of your life. Do not grieve for what could have been done. Instead, make those sacrifices worth making, and show the people that they are in good faith."

The young man nods.

"Goodbye, Dame." he says, walking out of the room. Micheal still looks uncomfortable.

>Writein

>>30198281
VACATION WOOO
Michael, want to make up for that play we missed?

>>30198281
Attempt to excitedly clap because we made knight!
Realize we can no longer clap anymore!
Be mildly depressed!
Excitedly wave good arm in the air instead!

>>30198281
"So, have you been practicing your forms?"

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>>30198281
>"It is my great honor to name you Dame Annelin Karkinos, and grant you a small holding south of the capital. There is no manor there yet, but we will build one to your specifications when you like."

>mfw total hard on for medieval castle building techniques

FORTIFICATION INTENSIFIES

>>30198281
"I could really use a massage right about now..."

>>30198281
I assume it's time to train Magebreakers for the Crown.

>>30198281
can we get that note from rickard please

>>30198281
Don't worry, prince. I will never regret doing my job, nor should you blame yourself for any injury I sustain in the line of duty.

>>30198367
>>30198400
These two. Maybe some of >>30198311

>>30198281
>AW YEAH VACATION, I thought something like that would cost me an arm AND a leg, now give me a hand up.

Oh hey we got promoted.

Um.

"Michael, what happened to the Tou? And did Ja'al identify the demon?"

>>30198470
we identified the deamon as WARRIOR LORD - REGAL when we started the fight, its a deamon lord whats to identify

We MUST contact Raeve and offer thanks for warning us.


...Can we do that in dreams?

>>30198522
Raev can't bless us, sadly. So the question is who can? Who is god of magebreaking?

>>30198281
Punch him in the shoulder and say to cheer up, soon you'll be rearmed and back in business!

In the meantime, it's TIME FOR TRAINING, BOY.

>>30198568
I'm guessing Clown? He seems to like breaking things.

>>30198367
"So, have you been practicing your forms? How long as it been anyway?"

"A whole week. Karl's been trying to reverse the hex, but he's tried everything but Law's invocations. He won't even let the priests into his ward."

You wince. "But Ja'al says that it's likely that the hex will only wear off once Law's potions become useless, as he tried one. It... didn't help." he says, looking a little sick.

"Well. Time for a vacation." you slump back.

Micheal smiles and laughs.
"And hey, you're technically nobility now!"

He blinks, as some sort of revelation comes over him. "...Oh."

>What? What did you just realize?
>Do I have to wear frilly nonsense now?
>I'm not going to any balls.
>Writein

>>30198596
>you'll be rearmed
so will we

>>30198625
What hex?


also
>So long as I don't have to wear frilly things.

>>30198625
>>What? What did you just realize?
>>Do I have to wear frilly nonsense now?
>>I'm not going to any balls.

>>30198625
>>What? What did you just realize?
>>Do I have to wear frilly nonsense now?
>>I'm not going to any balls.

>>30198625
>I'm not going to any balls.

>>30198625
>>Do I have to wear frilly nonsense now?
He just realized we are eligible for marriage

>>30198568

Coyo seems like the best guy for that.

>>30198650
the hex on our stump from the sword that cut off our arm

>>30198625
>What? What did you just realize?
>Do I have to wear frilly nonsense now?

Also, we're overdue, but we really need to read that letter.

>>30198625
>I'm not going to any balls.
"I'm the lowest rung, so no favoritism either"

>>30198625
"I refuse to wear frills. And for now let's just focused on get you trained and keeping both of us alive, ok?"

>>30198653
>>30198668
>>30198669
>>I'm not going to any balls.
Well technically we kind of have to if Micheal is going to them. We are still his bodyguard, after all.

>>30198625
"Aside from the manor I could get if I wanted, what does being a Dame get me? I'm not going to have to start wearing anything frilly, right?"

>>30198625
"so hey i had a letter (or box you didnt say what it was) on me from rava, do you know where it is?

>>30198650
The wound is hexed, duh. Strange, red markings?
>>30198625
So he could marry us now. Lovely. I bet the King did that on purpose. Seems like every thread is pushing us closer and closer to hitching up with the prince, regardless of what we do.

>I'm not going to any balls.

>>30198653
>>30198668
>>30198669
But don't you want to hang out with Gina and provide moral support for Ja'al in what would otherwise be a hostile environment?

>>30198625

"Yes! Now that I have a title, I can finally set up an order of knights like I've always wanted! The Magebreaker Kingsguard, sworn to protect the royal line from threats human and nonhuman!

Or wait. That's not what you thought of at all, is it?"

>>30198670
Unpossible. A knighthood doesn't put you in the level of aristocracy.

Got some shopping to do. Will be back in about an hour!

I should mention that in the Central Court, knights /are/ nobility.

>>30198733
Magebreaker Inquisition. Fur, scale, feather and leather joined to discriminate devilry.

>>30198625
>Write in
"So you can now legitimately court me now. Just remember that if you lose focus on you're training I'll kick your ass back into gear. Got it?

"Now, about that massage you owe me."

>>30198777
Which tier is still a matter. When kings wanted mistresses, they bothered to make them Countesses first. Even today, earldoms have been created to keep things proper.

>>30198777
but where is the thing from Rickard we were told to open on the next morning a week ago

>>30198995
Suddenly SUPER DEJA VU

We are getting a free silver hand!
We totally need to get that thing enchanted to enhanced magebreaking.

>>30198777
Back and writing.

>>30200046
Welcome back!

>>30200046
wheres the box/letter Avalon, are you getting to it or just hoping to avoid it as long as you can because there was a fuck up? dont leave me hanging here

>>30200046
YAY!

>>30200046
You frown.

"No frills or lace or balls or anything like that, damnit."

He smiles.
"No, nothing of the sort. Fancy armor, maybe. Oh, uhm. This..."

He hands over the note and you open it.

'Annelin:

First I must apologize. Things had to happen in the way they happened. I can't be too specific, as you will choose when to open this, but understand that I could not help you - and cannot help you, especially with what you lost. But now that you've some time to yourself, please drop by when you wish. There is something I must impart to you, and a trip you must take.

For the good of the kingdom and the world.

And for the end of Law.'

You fold up the letter in thought as Micheal seems to be a bit giddy and aslo in thought.

>Writein

>>30200297
"Gods damn it...Michael, get me a wheelchair."

>>30200297
>What're you thinking about hmm Micheal?
Raise an eyebrow, but act teasing.

>>30200430
>>30200297

>>30200427
I'm pretty sure we can walk.

>>30200427
I don't think our legs are injured, we might be able to just walk.

>>30200297
wait outside while i get dressed, youre in peak condition to be doing your forms

>>30200430
This.

>>30200297
"how is the princess and that little cat person doing."

>>30200467
This. The Prince needs to keep training, and we need to get dressed.

>>30200297
>Divine Quest
We seriously need that blessing.

>>30200467
Thirding

>>30200297
We need to remember what the king said. Michael may take the throne soon. Get a wheel chair and a rod! Its time to train!

People, we just got CRIPPLED. Enough with the flirting. It's creepy.

>>30200684
For the last time.

Our legs are fine, we do not need a wheelchair.

>>30200696
What better time to flirt, anon?

What better time to flirt?

>>30200696
Never!

>>30200696
Yeah, losing the arm sucks, but it's getting replaced and Micheal is giddy, what better time to tease/flirt with him.

>>30200467
"Let me get dressed." you grumble, rising. He nods and leaves the room, while you rub your head with your good hand. It's a bit strange getting dressed one handed, and getting the bra on requires a fancy trick with a bedpost, but you manage.

You walk out, holding a long stick, and send him off to train.

You walk out there, groaning, and sit down on a bench.

"Ah. I see you have awoken."

Sitting directly beside you, in a blue robe, entirely at peace with himself, is DrakTeel.

>Writein

>>30200696
Agreed, but maybe this will Show Michael that we're batshit crazy and thus too dangerous to waifu.

I can hope

>>30200779
Congratulate him on his wedding

>>30200779
"Blue suits you."

>>30200779
"Excuse me if I find extra limbs unbefitting for the situation. Saw your brother already?"

>>30200779
"So it seems."

No tearful reunion for him, not after those letters.

>>30200779
use the eye, i think were going mad

>>30200779
>>30200827
>>30200830
Combination of these

>>30200779
"Took long enough, right? I kid, Karl might be a little annoying at times, but he's by far the best in the biz at patching people up. Anyway, what'd I miss in the last week?"

>>30200779
I believe hugs are in order. Also maybe a slap because he didn't tell us he was married.

>>30200827
>>30200830
>>30200875
>>30200848

"So it seems. Congratulations on the wedding and promotion, it suits you."

He smiles.
"My apologies for the wording of the letters." he says, his voice making you remember a long night. "The mail from the capital is inspected, and... well, if I was known to be...."

He silences himself from your glare. "I'm sorry. I acted on impulses I should not have had, and....While I do not regret our time together, I do regret any pain I might have caused."

>Forgive
>Do not forgive
>Dodge and change the subject.

>>30200963
>Forgive and Absolve

>>30200963
>>Forgive
We knew it wasn't going to go anywhere, we're just glad it happened at all.

>>30200963
> "The mail from the capital is inspected, and... well, if I was known to be...."

Evidently that didn't stop you bragging to your brother about it, however.

>>30200963
>Forgive
The past is the past. We knew it wasn't serious.

>>30200963
>Forgive
"We both signed up for a one-night fling, it's not your fault that I wanted to pursue that passion further."

>>30200963
>Forgive

It was enjoyable, and it wasn't likely to last.

>>30201019
That was in person bragging, not by mail.

>>30200996
>>30201004
>>30201022
>>30201031
I'm trying to remember any quest in the history of /tg/ where /tg/ didn't instantly forgive everyone when given the chance.

>>30200963
Forgive. We do not regret it either. But slap him anyway for not telling you he was engaged.

>>30201050
Doesn't change the fact that he was quick to show off to his brother about getting some gullible human ass before his wedding.

>>30200963
>>Forgive
"I'm getting a new arm. What do you think I should have them engrave?"

>>30201062
It's warranted in this case, though. From the very start he said it would probably be nothing more than the occasional one-night stand. We knew going in that it could end at any moment.

>>30201087
Actually, what do you think about engraving the scars from our original onto the new arm? I think it'd make it feel more familiar myself.

>>30200963
Forgive and forget. Whatever man I'm gonna have a silver arm and just killed a sealed lord. This anon isn't super interested in the romantic plots. She has yet to meet Mr. Right.

>>30201090
Perhaps, he still acted like a bit of a dick though.

Sadly /tg/ isn't willing to make people work for their forgiveness, or to call them out on their dickery.

>>30201142
Unless I misread, he wasn't engaged until after he went back home, but seeing as their courtship takers forever, that probably isn't right.

So I take back at least some of what I said, him not telling us about his fiance was kind of a dick move and he should do something to make it up to us. We can't be TOO mad at him, but it was rude all the same.

>>30201212
Basically, yeah, I'm not saying we shouldn't forgive him, but I'd like him to sweat for it a little first.

>>30201212
He told us he'd been in a standard Dra relationship for a long time...I doubt they have an engagement period, just courtship and marriage.

>>30201299
from what I gathered, their relationships seemed to be long drawn out loveless things, who knows, we can still be his mistress

>>30201355
Eh, I'll pass, Teel had his time.

"You should have told me you were engaged." you say, directing Micheal.

"Indeed I should have. I forget the difference between human and dra engagements..." he sighs heavily. "And my brother. I apologize even more for him." he looks up at the sky as the prince almost falls on his face. "How may I make it up to you?"

Well, you were willing to forgive him, but...

>Writein

>>30201355
>mistress
Nope. We are not wrecking any marriages or causing any international crises just to get our gonads off.

>>30201488
>>30201488
"You wouldn't happen to know of a way to regenerate an arm, would you?"

>>30201488
"How about a friendly spar? Excuse me for not being at my best, due to well, this..." Wiggle our stumpy arm a little.

>>30201488
"Bah, it's done. Besides, you're brother is a competent professional when it counts. I'll get around to smacking some sense into him eventually."

>>30201530
We're getting a replacement, and it's kinda cursed so it won't heal.

>>30201530
Dude, regenerating the arm isn't the problem. Excising the hex preventing regeneration is.

>>30201488
Help us with finishing the investigation. Someone must have been helping Worm Wood for them to have gotten into the castle so easily. We need to find out who it was.

>>30201530
asking him if he knows how to get rid of the hex would be better

>>30201488
"You wouldn't happen to know of a way to get rid of the hex on my arm, would you?"

>>30201625
fair enough

>>30201488
"Be a friend to the Prince, to this kingdom. We all need it"

>>30201702
"Any way you could help get rid of this?" you point the stump at him, and he shakes his head.

"Nay."

"Then just... Be friends with Mike and the Empire, if you can."

He nods as Micheal finishes his spar.
"That's that, then? Never again?"

>It depends on things. A lot of things.
>No, I think... we can speak tonight.
>Yes, that's it.

>>30202040
>Yes, that's it.

>>30202040
>>No, I think... we can speak tonight.

>>30202040
>>It depends on things. A lot of things.

>>30202040
>No, I think... we can speak tonight.
ask how common such relationships are in the Dra courts

>>30202040
>Yes, that's it.
>I'm getting to old for passionate romps these days.

>>30202040
>No, I think... we can speak tonight.
As long as we won't get him in trouble, I'm not seeing why it should stop

>>30202040
Yes that's it. We just woke up from a week long coma after another coma. Thanks though.

>>30202040
"Are you married? I enjoyed our time together, brief though it was, thorough as it was...but I'm not interested in taking advantage of your wife now that you're hers."

>>30202040
>>It depends on things. A lot of things.
We've been getting more serious with Micheal. I don't wanna piss that away just for Dragonbutt 2: One-armed Boogaloo.

>>30202040
>It depends on things. A lot of things.

It depends on how his wife would view something like that and what our relationship with Micheal turns out to be. I like dragonfuckings, but not enough to fuck up his marriage or hurt Micheal.

>>30202040
>No, I think... we can speak tonight.
Whats the protocol and procedure concerning mistresses in Dra society?

Tallying.

>>30202040
I'll second >>30202182

We don't want to fuck things up for him just for hot dragonfuckings

>>30202182
>>30202173
>>30202081

>>30202060
>>30202091
>>30202151

>>30202190
>>30202124
>>30202087
>>30202067

Writing.

>>30202182
You really want to end up second fiddle to the princeling?

>>30202040
Clandestine dragonfucking?

Yeah, okay. We're not in a relationship. Even if the prince is our destined romance option for some reason.
>No, I think... we can speak tonight.

JUST BE SURE THE ROOM IS SOUNDPROOFED THIS TIME.