>>31713995
>>Reassuring response

>>31713995
>Reassuring response
You give us an imouto and expect us to be indifferent to her?

>>31713995
>Indifferent response

>>31713995
>Other
Smack her. Knock her out of that hysteria.

>>31714083
This.
Jerk.

>>31713995
>Give her the D

>>31713995
>>Indifferent response

>>31713995
>Reassuring response

>>31714141
You know, considering the classic treatment of hysteria in women, this doesn't HAVE to be fucked up.

But it would be.

>>31713995
>Indifferent response

Rolled 2

There's a tie between indifferent and reassuring, so coinflip time.
1-reassuring
2-indifferent

>>31714364
and im out

>>31714417
>someone who has never had a sister irl

>>31713995
>>Indifferent response
let's be an asshole.

>>31714471
Not him, but I have a sister and fuck you. I love my baby sister.

>>31714516
siscon pedophile

>>31714516
I do too but in a roundabout assholish kind of way.

>>31714542
My baby sister is 18 and don't judge me.

You glance up at Camille before returning your gaze back out towards the sea.

“You know I can't relax at home, Camille. The noise from downstairs bothers me too much to relax.”

Camille calms down a little bit, knowing your preference for this spot. She openly stares at your arms, still quite red from going through The Bind in the manner that you chose.

“Mom's still made at you,” she finally says

“I know,” you respond staring out at the water.

“So how are you feeling? You look like you hurt,” she says, concern coming back into her voice.

Your arms ache in a manner that you didn't know was possible, every movement an exercise in agony. Of course, there's no way you would admit that to anyone, least of all Camille in case she were to worry more.

> “I feel great, don't worry about it.” [bluff]
>“I'm fine, they feel normal. More importantly, shouldn't you be helping out at home” [deflection]
> “It stings a bit, but I'm alright, really.” [honest]

>>31714872
>Deflection

>>31714872
> “It stings a bit, but I'm alright, really.” [honest]

>>31714872
>>“I'm fine, they feel normal. More importantly, shouldn't you be helping out at home” [deflection]

>>31714872
> “I feel great, don't worry about it.” [bluff]
Never admit weakness to imouto. EVER.

>>31714872
> “It stings a bit, but I'm alright, really.” [honest]

>>31714872
>“I'm fine, they feel normal. More importantly, shouldn't you be helping out at home” [deflection]

>>31714872
>[honest]

>>31714872
>deflection

>>31714872
>“It stings a bit, but I'm alright, really.”

>>31714872
>[deflection]

>>31714872
> “It stings a bit, but I'm alright, really.” [honest]

>>31714872
>>“I'm fine, they feel normal. More importantly, shouldn't you be helping out at home” [deflection]

Counting, writing.

Quest is kill

>>31715879
It is not, I'm almost done writing.

>>31715899
I'll be disappointed if the result is anything less than a 5-part novel

>>31715899
No, you are kill.
I'm sorry, QM. We will honor your memory.

>>31715899
How hard is it to drink beer and write at the same time?

“I'm fine, Camille, you don't need to worry about me,” you say, trying to relax a bit, “more importantly, don't you need to help Ross and Nelle prepare for the evening crowd?”

Camille panics for the briefest moment but then catches herself, putting on a face of indignation.

“Mom told me to make sure you were alright,” she says plopping herself onto the ground next to you, leaning on your arm. Her weight, as small as it is, is enough to make you see stars from the pain of her pressing into you. Still, you maintain a face of utter calm, not daring to show the slightest bit of pain.

“What are you doing?”

“I have to make sure you are alright, so I'm gonna stay here with you,” she says.

Her breathing soon becomes shallow as she passes out against you. Despite the pain, you find yourself unable to disturb her once she settles in, and soon pass out yourself.

You wake up to the setting sun's light being reflected into your face off of the water, Camille still passed out at your side. You give her a gentle shake on the shoulder, noting that your arms hurt much less now than they did before.

She wakes up and looks up at you, still a bit sleepy. She soon realizes the time and panics. She attempts to drag you to your feet. Although you are feeling a lot better now, her tugs on your arm are still quite painful. You get up, not wanting to upset her any further and head back with her. On the way, you can almost feel the stares of the townsfolk on your back. Eventually you see a certain spoiled asshole standing in the road, waiting for you with his two goons. From his belt hangs a pair of shiny new revolvers.

“So here comes the knucklehead. What's the matter, too poor to afford a real tool for The Bind?” The snot talking to you is Vin, the mayor's sun. Even since you were kids he's been a pain your ass. The goons at his side are Rick and Will, two of the most spineless idiots you've had the displeasure of meeting.

[1/2]

>>31716276
How do you respond to Vin's taunting?
> Ignore him and continue on your way home
> “If I wanted a real tool for it I would have used you.” [insult]
> write in

>>31716174
I am out of beer now, sadly.

>>31716300
We shall gesture to our crotch and proclaim the immensity of our tool, while simultaneously implying his need to overcompensate for the tiny tool which he sports below his own garish belt.

>>31713995
>Indifferent
>not reassuring
am I the only one who thinks this sounds like an animu cliche rather then a real person?

>>31716300
>>31716352
Hehe.

>>31716352
Hear hear

>>31716352
this

>>31716300
>insult

>>31716300
Ignore
>>31716352
captcha: circumcised pofromo

>>31716352
Hue. You should be careful about who you provoke in the future, though.

Writing.

>>31716622
I am not afraid. Even if you don't have the right tool for the job, if you've got the biggest tool in the shed you can make things work.

>>31716670
when all you have is a hammer, everything starts looking like a nail.

>>31716768
I do not want a hammer. I want something bigger.

Like a splitting maul.

>>31716808
Aren't we unarmed fighter?

>>31716300
> Ignore him and continue on your way home
we will put him in his place another day. arms hurt way too much to fight right now

>>31716993
I thought we were a pacifist

>>31716993
Our fists will become as splitting mauls, then.

>>31716993
>>31717022
swordless sage sounds like "unarmed swordsage" to me, which is a dnd class that is basically a muscle wizard
also we obviously performed a binding of power (item familiar?) on our hands. even though normally a tool of sort is bound. probably either a weapon, or a tool of trade for a craftsperson

I am guessing that prick over there, being the mayor's son and rich (taunting us about poverty) has bound those shiny guns he is wielding.

“Unlike you, Vinny, I don't have a particular need to overcompensate for my own shortcomings. I'm fine with what I've been given,” you say, mocking Vin. It takes him a moment to catch on to what you're saying, although when he finally does his face turns bright red. He reaches down for his pistols, but you're faster on the uptake than he is.

By the time his fingers have found purchase on his pistols you have already closed the distance between the two of you. All he can do is stare wide eyed at you as you swing for his face. Your fist connects with his chin, knocking him over and putting him into a daze. Despite the pain caused by moving your arms, you find the feeling of knocking Vin flat onto his ass to be satisfying enough to offset the pain. You call to Camille to follow you as you walk over the concussed Vin. Behind you Will and Rick panic over what they should do with Vin.

Soon you arrive home with Camille, your family's tavern. With a deep sense of dread, you head inside, mentally bracing yourself for the tongue-lashing that your mother would inevitably give you.

Inside, you can see that the night rush has already begun, the familiar sound of a rowdy crowd filling the room. As you approach the bar to talk with your older brother Ross, you feel a hand grasp your ear and pull you towards the back of the tavern. You go along with it, already prepared for your fate.

Your mother turns you to face her and begins her standard array of motherly guilt-tripping, shouting about how she was worried about you and asking where you have been. Her tirade is cut short by some distinct shouts coming from the bar. You can't make out what is being said, although from the voices themselves you can tell one of them is a man. The room falls into silence before you hear the splintering of wood.

What do you do?

>>31717171
You pretty much hit the nail on the head with everything. I'll expand on what The Bind is a bit at the end of the thread in Q&A, but for the most part you are dead on.

>>31717452
Go to the kitchen and start washing dishes.
They'll need some new clean dishes soon.

>>31717452
Go hammer in the nail sticking up.

>>31717452
This is too much.
Our older brother shares a name with my older brother.
Our little sister shares a name with my little sister.
Our family owns a tavern, mine owns a bed and breakfast.
Our dick-ass rival is named Vin, the cunt I constantly fought with in high school was named Vinson.

I'm out, OP. Shit is too weird.

>>31717452
Investigate

>>31717678
Second. The mother should go to the kitchen to be safe, as well.

>>31717678
Thirding.

>>31717678
fourthing

>>31717489
sweet

Writing.

>>31717817
QM IS KILL.
LONG LIVE QM.

>>31718429
I know I'm slow but I don't die between every update, you know.

>>31718687
A NEW SAUCY RISES TO TAKE UP THE MANTLE OF OUR DEAD GOD.

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>>31718687
>>31718721

Saucy confirmed for the Avatar

>>31718743
"Saucy" is, in fact, a title granted by the primordial entity that is the Quest.

Between updates, the Quest's current chosen ascends to the higher plane, having accomplished his task. A new Saucy is then selected from the multitudes to continue the holy tale.

>>31718829
They know they are chosen when they get an anonymous message with a tripcode. Once they accept their tripfag, vast power flows into them.

>>31718884
What happens when they deny the power?

You rush back out to the main room to investigate the commotion, deciding that anything that can silence the usual crowd must be up to no good. You see a man towering over a woman, a massive ax in his hands, the head imbedded into the bar. He stares wide eyed at a woman sitting next to where the ax imbedded into the wood. She puts down the mug she's holding and stands. Her complexion matches the bar that she was just sitting at, a rich brown.

She glances back down at the ax before looking back at the man holding it. You can hear her speak with a very soft voice, before she draws a wide curved blade. All you can hear is a metallic note through the air before she turns and leaves the building. You look back at the man, who seems to be frozen in place. You walk up to him slowly, although the vibrations of your nearing footsteps are enough to dissemble the jigsaw puzzle that is the man that the woman has left. You hear the distinctive creaking of wood soon after the man falls apart.

“Everyone, out of the building!” You hear Ross yell. Following his advice, you rush out of the tavern, grabbing a few people on your way out that were slow to respond. Just as the last few people make it out the building shudders one final time to a light wind and collapses.

A few days later at the town hall you sit amidst a meeting, along with the rest of your family. Nelle sits with her Fiancé while the rest of the family sit together.

“It is decided then,” the mayor says, “someone must find this scoundrel and bring them to justice!”

“I will do it, I will hunt down this criminal and make them pay for their crimes,” shouts Vin, standing upright.

Sickened by this latest attempt to be a glory-hound, you slip out of the meeting and head towards the exit. Standing between you and the exit is Ross, somehow managing to maneuver there before you could.

“You're going after her, aren't you? You never were one to leave things to lie, Hector,” he says.

>>31719127
How do you respond?
> “Yeah, I'm gonna find her.” [honest]
> “I have no idea what you're talking about, I just can't stand Vin.”[feign innocence]
> Other

>>31719146
>"No, I'm going to go fuck Vin's sister while he's out on his suicide mission."

>>31719146
> “Yeah, I'm gonna find her.” [honest]

No point in trying to hide it.

>>31719127
>> “I have no idea what you're talking about, I just can't stand Vin.”[feign innocence]

>>31719194
i like this

>>31719114
They are smote down and a new replacement is chosen.

>>31719146
>>31719194
Always.

>>31719194
Do it.
Hero feels too anime, let's get dick-ass rogue up in here.

>>31719146
>>31719194
"Yeah, I'm gonna hunt her down with those guns that I have." Pretend to draw a pistol. "Oh, wait! That's not me! That's the guy whose sister I'm gonna fuck."

>>31719146
> “I have no idea what you're talking about, I just can't stand Vin.”[feign innocence]

>>31719194
hahaha yes
god I hope vin has a sister

>>31719343
Even if she's ugly, we should still tap that.

>>31719127
It sounded to me like he attacked first, missed, and then got cut down
... although she is a bitch for demolishing our house in the process even though she was so far ahead of him

>>31719146
> “Yeah, I'm gonna find her.” [honest]

>>31719343
I'd settle for a qt trap brother, too.

Or his mom.

But since very little is established, hopefully the QM magics one up.

>>31719343
>>31719194
Unfortunately, Vin is an only child. The heart of the response is understood, however.

>>31719474
Is his mom Ara Ara?

>>31719503
Or his dad. We're not picky.

>>31719503
Even if she's ugly, I'm now resolved to fist her.

>>31719503
A bit

>>31719474
We're fucking his mum aren't we?

>>31719580
Hitting it like the angry fist of god.

>>31719573
You know what must be done.

>Suggested telling Vin he has a small dick
>Declared QM kill and began his deification
>Suggested fucking Vin's sister
>Brought up Ara Ara when that became unattainable

I'm only a little sorry for diverting your quest like this. I'm having lots of fun, though. You're doing a fine job, Saucy. Keep it up.

>>31719146
> “Yeah, I'm gonna find her.” [honest]

Time to punch a bitch out

So, I'm writing. Just so you know right now, you aren't getting smut from me, nor will you ever get actual smut from me.

You will get >implied sex, however.

>>31719755
>dat spoiler

i'm ok with this

>>31719755
That's all I want.

That, and to smile smugly at Vin when he drags his beaten ass back to town and we go out to finish what he started, having humiliated him at home while he humiliates himself abroad.

>>31719813
anon, have you considered that you may be slightly too vindictive?

>>31719813
You really want this guy to snap and do something stupid right?

>>31719859
No, and if you suggest that again I'm going to put drugs in your morning coffee and get you fired in the ensuing drug screen I'll instigate at your workplace..

>>31719897
>systematically destroy this guys life
>make it so that his only purpose is to kill us
>climactic battle, we leave him broken
>he desperately asks us to just kill him and end it
>we tell him, 'no.'

>>31720011
>We are the villain, grooming Vin to be the Hero

>>31720011
>>31720028
I personally would prefer not to.

>>31720089
In that case we can just casually drop that we fucked his mum at an opportune moment. That works too.

So, when we actually do some fighting.

Are we doing eastern martial arts, or western? Because I'd rather get some pugilism up in here.

>>31720206
>Seducing a woman just to hurt someone she loves
Lets not. I don't care about him, I don't feel right doing that to her.

also, it would be way too much effort if it can even be done what with her being happily married to the mayor

“I don't know what you're talking about, I just felt the need to get some fresh air,” you say, feigning innocence. Although you fully intend to pursue the mystery swordswoman, you have one final thing you wanted to accomplish in town. Rumor has it that the mayor's wife has a thing for younger men, although trying to verify this has been impossible. You figure that at this junction you have nothing to lose, however, and decide to go for it.

You stride out of the mayor's manor an hour later, satisfied but deeply disturbed. Although she was quite attractive for her age, and was quite willing to “meet” with you, you feel as if you lost a part of yourself in the exchange, as well as having a deep need to cleanse yourself physically and mentally.

Burying the memory as far as you can from your conscious mind, you head towards you relatives' residence, the place your family has been staying since the tavern was destroyed. You pack away some extra changes of clothes as well as some supplies before leaving, everyone else still out and about. The only hint you leave as to your whereabouts is a small note left in the kitchen, saying that you'll be back soon.

You don't have too much to go on in your pursuit of the mystery woman, but you know that there is only a single road leading in and coming out of town, so she must have traveled down it at some point.

As you travel along the road you come across what looks to be a stagecoach being robbed.

What do you do?

>>31720288
ooh, if we do it, the first step is to cause his parents to break up... by getting his dad to sleep with a prostitute and then get caught in the act. family broken

>>31720302
Check it out. See if there's any fighting, maybe we can get all the loot to ourselves if the bandits have killed the merchant.

>>31720302
Find a robber with a ranged weapon.
Run up behind, put him in a hold and use him as a shield. Use his arm and weapon to order the other robbers to disarm and fuck off.

>>31720302

this >>31720380
except instead of doing it the retarded way he suggested, knock the robber out and take his weapon

>>31720380
>to disarm and fuck off.

I'd amend this to 'disarm and drop all your valuables'.

We're poor, after all.

>>31720302
I admit, I wish he had had a sister. Could get some Capulet/Montegue romance subplot going on.

>>31720550
We can still get that, anon. Vin just has to seduce OUR sister.

It's okay because it's medieval and they fucked ten year old girls all the time back then or something.

>>31720230
Fighting will be primarily hand-based attacks, which will be a mix of punches/palm thrusts/ etc.

At least, for now it will be.

>>31720615
Ooh, are we going to bind the rest of our body at some point?

Writing.

>>31720652
Sort of.

>>31720597
>medieval

There's pistols, so it's more likely renaissance

>>31720750
It's actually closer to 20th century than to renaissance.

>>31720782
Oh.

Wow, we're fucking retarded for being a fist fighter.

>>31720942
magic fist fighter.

magic makes a big difference. that woman used a knife to slice a guy like in an anime where he fell apart a minute later, and her slices also sliced the entire building while not harming anyone else inside

>>31720420
Why would we need a weapon?

We are the weapon.

>>31721027
Still, one of the first things we learn, I think, is how to literally throw a punch.

>>31720942
Dude, it's a fantasy setting. Magical punchmaster is a legitimate fighting style. Stop being so anal about muh realism

>>31721151
Anon pls, I was politely corrected. Don't bully ;_;

You scan the scene trying to gain an understanding of the situation. It seems a group of bandits have surrounded a stagecoach, intent on taking the contents for themselves. You decide to sneak up on them and attempt to force them to disarm and take a reward for yourself.

The man closest to you wields a coach gun, and you take the liberty of taking him hostage by placing one arm over his throat, fingers pointed at his windpipe while the other arm grasps his trigger arm.

“Everyone, drop your weapons and this man lives,” you shout out to the rest of the bandits. There is a slight pause as they look to each other to comprehend the situation before they turn and fire on you and your hostage. The man performs well as a shield for the hostile bullets as you hide behind him. Once the volley has stopped you drop the sack of flesh and lead that was once a man to hide behind a nearby tree.

You seem to have found yourself in a bad situation.

There are 5 other men left, each armed with some sort of firearm, although none of them seem to be Bound to them judging from their skill level.

>Time to engage in combat, refer to the following pastebin for rules of combat and moves

http://pastebin.com/TgvsWkQr

>>31720302
>You stride out of the mayor's manor an hour later, satisfied but deeply disturbed. Although she was quite attractive for her age, and was quite willing to “meet” with you, you feel as if you lost a part of yourself in the exchange, as well as having a deep need to cleanse yourself physically and mentally.
Oh god, I laughed so hard
I was against it but this... this is hilarious

>>31721527
Fire the coach gun at the bandits.

Is this a percussion shotgun or does it use cartridges?

>>31721646
>gets a listing of magical fisting powers
>FIRE THE GUNS

never change, /tg/

>>31721675
>Charging 5 armed bandits with your fists

Shouldn't we at least soften them up first?

>>31721646
It uses cartridges, although you only have the two loaded into it.

Using the coach gun will not generate any Momentum, however.

>>31721527
Looking at those rules, I'm not seeing any downsides to engaging all 5 targets at once.

In which case,
Squall on 1
Spilling Breaker on 2
Spilling Breaker on 3
Spilling Breaker on 4
Collapsing Breaker on 5
Surging Breaker on 1
Perfect Storm on 2

>>31721527
>Perfect Storm: Rapidly strike a series of weak point with heavy blows. [10/0]
Are we Kenshiro?

>>31721761
Second, but we should use spilling breaker on 1.

>>31721794
I agree

>>31721794
My reasoning for squall was that it did damage, and surging breaker may not be enough to take out a target at once. I figured perfect storm would, however.

>>31721853
When you put it that way, i guess squall works.
Changing>>31721818 to this.

>>31721761
I don't think we have enough momentum for the last one.

>>31721952
Nevermind. I did not notice that Collapsing Breaker makes the next attack generate double momentum.

>>31721952
We're at 8 when we use collapsing breaker, which brings us to 6, but doubles the bonus from surging breaker, which brings us to 12. Perfect storm is only 10.

>>31721952
Well, here's the momentum count.
+2
+2
+2
+2
-2
+6
By the end of surging breaker we should have 12 momentum so we can use it

>>31721789
If we ever use Riptide, the effects need to be delayed and our character has to say 'you're already dead.'

Alright, roll!

I need 7 rolls of 3d10.

Rolled 3, 9, 2 = 14

>>31722161
do you want them to be from different people or should we roll 21d10 at once?

Rolled 3, 6, 4 = 13

>>31722161
ATATATATATATATATATATATA!

Rolled 4, 6, 9 = 19

>>31722161

>>31722195
different people, it makes it easier for me to keep track of things.

Rolled 1, 3, 8 = 12

>>31722161

Rolled 1, 1, 6 = 8

>>31722161

Rolled 6, 6, 4 = 16

>>31722161

Rolled 10, 2, 3 = 15

>>31722161

Rolled 8, 10, 6 = 24

>>31722161

Rolled 7, 6, 1 = 14

>>31722161
hopefully no triple 1's again

>>31722278
aw

Alright, writing.

>>31722278
dammit, sorry guys.

>>31722306
Are you taking the combined values or using the individual dice in some way?

>>31722399
I take the sum of each roll. Individual 1's and 10's mean nothing.

>>31722424
What about criticals? I know that its next to impossible to get a 30 or a 3 on these rolls, but it could happen, Deniable Assets Quest got a 3 once.

>>31722568
I rolled a three in bone mage quest

>>31722598
>>31722568
I don't do strict crit fails, but a nat 3 will result in Bad Things™ happening. It won't fail your roll, but you might wish it had.

By the way, very nearly done writing this update. It will be the last for the night.

>>31723199
Our character gets shot a lot and dies, doesn't he

At least he didn't go out a virgin.

>>31723199
Remember to archive

Rolled 8, 9, 2 = 19

>>31723313
Saucy, you just regurgitated the last update at us.

Saucy pls.

>>31723313
>Once the volley has stopped you drop the sack of flesh and lead that was once a man to hide behind a nearby tree.
in the future, toss it at enemies rather than dropping it

You take a moment to collect yourself behind you cover, the sounds of waves breaking upon the shore filling your mind. The mental image of the wave from your youth brings to you a sense of calm, which you feel resonate into your fists, soothing away the remainder of the ache of the Bind. When the volley of lead subsides for the briefest moment, you charge out, acting almost entirely on instinct. Although you've fought with just your hands for most of your life, now you feel very different. For the first time, you feel truly alive, the risks of battle bringing a deep seated sense of joy into your soul, regardless of the outcome.

You move across the battlefield like a vicious storm, upending the bandits with simple but heavy strikes, feeling the energy move through you as if you were waves in the vastness of the ocean. With each blow you feel more force behind your strikes as your zeal for battle rises. By the time you get to the last bandit you feel as if you are a force of nature, an unstoppable force to be feared. You change your stance slightly as you attempt to strike him, your body acting on instinct rather than conscious thought. Your new strike only glances him, however that alone is enough to disrupt him long enough to get back to his ally that you knocked over previously, still struggling to get his wind back. In the blink of an eye you are in front of him, arm raised and ready to cleave him in two. You miss your mark in your over-zealousness and instead only take off an arm.

The next man seems to be almost on his feet again, which you take as a sign of him being ready to strike down again. This time you show no mercy and attack him with all your viscous fury. You yourself can hardly keep track of your fists as they fly towards the bandit, striking various parts of his body as if you were a hurricane come ashore. Your final blow reduces his ribcage into a soup of meat and ground bone.

[1/2]

>>31723409
The rest of the bandits flee from you in terror, frightened by the ease of which you tore through them with.

You struggle to regain your composure, although you eventually succeed. The stage coach operator seems terrified of you as you approach the carriage at first, although soon becomes amicable when he sees that you have calmed down. As thanks for your assistance he offers you a ride to the next town, along with his current charge.

[2/2]

>>31723355
I don't know what you mean, anon. In all seriousness, sorry about that. It happens sometimes.

Anyway, Q&A.

>>31723447
Will combat normally have multiple rounds, or will it generally be decided in one pass?

>>31723510
It will normally have multiple rounds, based upon the quality of the enemies as well as what you use on them.

>>31723554
is it possible to be attacked in the middle of doing combo? More generally, how is defense handled?

Rolled 8, 10, 6 = 24

>>31723447
>I don't know what you mean, anon.
You cannae hide from me.

>>31723640
The possibility of being attacked in the middle of a combo is dependant on your rolls. Since this was the first instance of combat DCs were very low, and consecutive successes will boost the strength of your attacks. Consequently, shit will suck if you have consecutive failures. Also, in the future you may learn techniques that focus on defense and counters.

>>31723749
Does momentum transfer from one round to the next?

>>31723820
Yes. Don't feel the need to use up all your momentum in each round.

>>31723862
Gotcha. That's all the mechanics questions that I had.

Thanks for running

>>31723903
You're welcome. My twitter is https://twitter.com/SaucyQM

I also run Bone Mage Quest, although that is a much different flavor that this quest is, but if you like my writing then you may like that quest.

>>31723447
What is The Bind?

>>31724074
Thank you for reminding me, anon. The Bind is a ritual that everyone on the continent takes part in as a passage into adult hood. Basically the participant places the tool of their choice into the flames created by burning the resin of a tree that has been impregnated with a special mineral-like material. The flames then soak into the item and the participant is to then pull the item out of the flames. The energy absorbed by the tool is shaped by it and then transfered into the participant, "tempering" their Spirit. As a result of this, the user experiences a number of base physical enhancements as well as the capacity to learn to wield their tool with legendary proficiency. The more one uses their tool the greater the base benefits are as well as the overall skill level of the user in regards to using the tool.

The most commonly Bound item is a lance or spear, to the point of becoming a sort of religion in itself. The religion is based around a lance user so skilled that it is claimed he could create canyons with a single swing of his weapon.

>>31724225
So did our protagonist bind his arms or his body in that ritual?

>>31724312
Yes, he Bound his own arms instead of an actual tool, and is the first such recorded incidence of such.

>>31724361
Don't people use their arms all the time?
Like for holding things and stuff?
Is this a massive loophole we've discovered, or does "using" only count when it's for killing?

>>31724361
can you only use the binding ritual once?

>>31724389
No one has thought to go through the binding using their own body as the tool until now. At least, as long as recorded history has been a thing. But Usage in this case will refer to combat instances only, I'm afraid.

>>31724417
Once someone has become sufficiently skilled with their tool from the initial Bind they may undergo a secondary Bind for a tool that is similar to their initial one. In the instance for you, the MC, your secondary bind will be for another part of your body, either your legs or your torso/back, which will further define your fighting style.

>>31723409
>viscous fury.
great quest, typo made me laugh.

>>31724707
That's not a typo, our fury is so furious it literally has physical form.

>>31724775
>>31724707
Spellcheck can only do so much when you miss spell a word such that your error is a real word. In a way, though, it fits.

>>31724775
note to self: do not ask >umad? of MC