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You are locked in combat with Ku-Aya. Behind you, your naga hosts (or possibly captors) do battle with a force of centaurs and red giants.

So far you've been able to match the unnaturally strong and fast little girl stroke for stroke. And so she has said the only thing she knows will give you pause for a moment.

"That's right." She adjusts her grip on her daggers. "I know who your father is. I'm probably the only one. If you'd like to call off this fight, just say the word."

> "Tell me. I'm not afraid of you, but I don't want to kill you either."
> "You think I care about him? He never cared about me. Whoever he is, he can go eat shit." Roll 5d6 to continue the fight.
> Retreat. Try to lead Ku-Aya toward the rest of the battle.

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Rolled 3, 6, 2, 3, 3 = 17

>>31981363
> "You think I care about him? He never cared about me. Whoever he is, he can go eat shit." Roll 5d6 to continue the fight.

No manipulation for you!
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>>31981363
Wait, if you know who my father was, that means you were involved in some way with whatever happened to him and mother, weren't you?
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>>31981363
> "You think I care about him? He never cared about me. Whoever he is, he can go eat shit." Roll 5d6 to continue the fight.
We don't need him. We have a new family now. One that loves us. One she and her gang murdered part of.
Fuck her up.
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If we can get away with holding her down and stinging her until she goes unconscious, then we can take her captive.
Also, maybe tell her we have no reason to believe her, as the last outrageous story she told us turned out to be a lie thought up in the spur of the moment to distract us.
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>>31981363
"You think I care about him? He never cared about me. Whoever he is, he can go eat shit." You lunge with your claws and stinger. Ku-Aya charges right back at you and jams a dagger into a soft spot between the joints on your left claw. It hurts, but you still get in a good, strong thrust with your tail, piercing her flesh and giving her a dose of Hunzuu's Mercy. It doesn't knock her out, but it should at least slow her down.

> You now have 1 wound.

Ku-Aya focuses through the pain and wrenches her weapon free of you before rolling off to one side. "You're right. He doesn't care. Nobody cares about you, really. They just want to use you. So fight me! It's all you're good for."

> "People use you, too, don't they? We could have been friends, but you put your stupid spy job first."
> "Be careful what you wish for. I am a flesh-eater, a daughter of Tiamat. You'll beg for death before the end." Roll 5d6.
> [Lie] "There, now you'll be dead soon. Drop your weapons and I'll make it painless."
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Rolled 3, 3, 2, 5, 1 = 14

>>31981363
> "You think I care about him? He never cared about me. Whoever he is, he can go eat shit." Roll 5d6 to continue the fight.

VENGEEANCE
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Rolled 5, 6, 5, 4, 3 = 23

>>31981863
> "Be careful what you wish for. I am a flesh-eater, a daughter of Tiamat. You'll beg for death before the end." Roll 5d6.
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Rolled 5, 6, 5, 5, 2 = 23

>>31981863
> "Be careful what you wish for. I am a flesh-eater, a daughter of Tiamat. You'll beg for death before the end." Roll 5d6.
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Rolled 6, 6, 3, 3, 3 = 21

>>31981863
>>"People use you, too, don't they? We could have been friends, but you put your stupid spy job first."
Then continue the battle.
Also, status update on the snakes and giants? We're sort of in the middle of their fraccas.
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Rolled 3, 4, 2, 6, 3 = 18

>>31981863
> "Be careful what you wish for. I am a flesh-eater, a daughter of Tiamat. You'll beg for death before the end." Roll 5d6.
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>>31981863
"Be careful what you wish for. I am a flesh-eater, a daughter of Tiamat. You'll beg for death before the end."

"You'll have no breath in you to beg with!" Ku-Aya circles around you. You see that the nagas are still giving ground, trying to get away from the surviving red giant and centaurs as they harry them with fireballs. Many centaurs and two male naga are dead.

Ku-Aya throws a knife at you when she sees that you're distracted for an instant. The knife takes time to travel, though, time enough for you to snatch it out of the air with one claw. You smile and hiss at her.

Passing the knife to your human hand so she can't retrieve it, you close in on Ku-Aya until she's between you and one of the large boulders strewn about the mountain pass. Just as you suspected, she tries to leap over you. You smack her upside the head with one of your claws and split her scalp open a bit. She's not down for the count yet, though. Though she's slowing down a little, she's lost none of her ferocity. She seems to cast a shadow much bigger than her small body.

> Almost there! Roll 5d6 to try to rip her neck open.
> This one must live. Roll 5d6 to keep stinging her and see if she'll eventually go under.
> "I know why I want to kill you. But why do you want to kill me?"
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Rolled 6, 1, 6, 6, 2 = 21

>>31982232
>This one must live. Roll 5d6 to keep stinging her and see if she'll eventually go under.
Information prisoner! Then when we go back to the priests, they'll praise us instead of yelling at us for getting captured!

Also, I'm curious why she wants to kill us, so maybe ask
> "I know why I want to kill you. But why do you want to kill me?"
if it won't hinder combat. But if it does, screw it.
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>>31982232
> This one must live. Roll 5d6 to keep stinging her and see if she'll eventually go under.

Lock her in the deepest pit of the darkest tomb etc etc DON'T LET THE PIECES OF PAZAZU ESCAPE
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Rolled 3, 5, 6, 3, 3 = 20

>>31982232
> Almost there! Roll 5d6 to try to rip her neck open.
We got a piece already, in other crazy loli.
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Rolled 3, 3, 3, 6, 4 = 19

>>31982232
>> This one must live. Roll 5d6 to keep stinging her and see if she'll eventually go under.

warning: i'm terrible at rolling
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Once we collect enough pazuzu pieces, we'll have a mmutual doomsday button strong enough to leverage the gods into releasing the dead.

Just putting that out there.
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>>31982232
The gods smile on you for once. You use all the skills you learned in Turtak, on the terrace of the great pyramid, and in the depths of the underworld to maneuver into her again and pierce her with your stinger. She fights like a cornered animal, and you have to completely empty your venom sac as you strike at her again and again with your stinger. She manages to dig into your joints a few more times with her remaining dagger, and she even tries biting you,but eventually she's too tipsy and weak to strike back.

> You have 2 wounds, but Ku-Aya is basically out of the fight.

> Stand guard over her
> Run in and aid the nagas in their skirmish with the other monsters. Roll 5d6.
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Rolled 2, 3, 5, 6, 4 = 20

>>31982523
> Run in and aid the nagas in their skirmish with the other monsters. Roll 5d6.
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Rolled 3, 5, 3, 5, 5 = 21

>>31982523
Two wounds? Hm. If the nagas are doing OK, stand guard. If they're losing, then run in and DO COMBAT.

I'm basing this on hunzuu's tactics schooling, as I can't actually see the fight myself.
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>>31982523
Stand guard.
See if we can loot some rope to tie her up in.
Perhaps taunt that we're going to lock her up in a cell of unimaginable lonely darkness forever, and even that is too good for her.
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>>31982556
Eh, I'd rather keep them in better prisons than we set illtani up with.
Both better containment-wise, and better amneties-wise. She had a point that even a sane man would go crazy in those cells, and I don't want a -crazy- pazuzu come worst case scenario.
It's probably worse than a normal one.
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>>31982523
Stand Guard. We have our objective
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>>31982605
Just seal her in the crypt, throw a ton of stone slabs in front of the entrance at forget about her.
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>>31982523
You see that the last of the centaurs have given up on slaying the nagas and instead run around and ahead of them through the pass. The giants are giving them more trouble, but you suspect that they'll be able to handle them eventually.

You stand guard over Ku-Aya. You consider taunting her, but you suspect that she's not conscious enough to listen. She's both envenomed and bleeding out of her head in a lively fashion.

> Use you to pots of blood to heal yourself. Roll 2d6 to cast Knit the Wound.
> Use them on her. Roll 2d6.
> Just use one pot of blood to stop her from bleeding out. Roll 2d6.
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>>31982676
Wouldn't that just either A. make her starve to death and go back to pazuzu or B. make a sealed evil in a can who is doing pushups and getting JACKED until they can eventually make their escape?
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Rolled 3, 3 = 6

>>31982714
>Heal self
She'll be fine.
She's part Eldritch.
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Rolled 5, 2 = 7

>>31982714
>> Just use one pot of blood to stop her from bleeding out. Roll 2d6.
We've got to learn how to do this with cloth one day. Or from nonhuman blood. Those giants sure have a lot.

Let's ask nakurtum about the cloth bindings later.
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>>31982714
> Just use one pot of blood to stop her from bleeding out. Roll 2d6.

can't have her bleeding out
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>>31982735
We drop down and beat the shit out of her once a year. Maybe break her limbs.
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>>31982735
We don't know if the shards even can starve to death.

Besides, sealing the evil in a can is basically what all the gods are doing anyway. We can just help them out by throwing her in the darkest pit we can find.
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>>31982735
Break all her limbs and tie her to a metal wheel so that they either heal into crippled shapes, or fail to heal at all.
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>>31982714
You skitter around her, still wary that she might get back up, though she remains still. You reach back into the bundles on your back and find a single pot of blood. You unseal the wax cover and pray to Aruru. You know that Aruru would want Ku-Aya to live, if only to keep the piece of Pazuzu locked away for a while longer.

The blood bubbles and sizzles into pink mist just as it should. You command the blood in Ku-Aya's body to remain inside her body, and it obeys. You have one pot of blood remaining. It's hard to tell exactly, but you think your spell will keep it preserved for another day or two.

You look over your shoulder. While the other surviving naga are sorting out their dead, Jaya is watching you. She saw you perform your blood ritual. She points to the empty pot in your hand. "You do that," she says in her broken version of the tongue of Ea. "Did you make you? You go from this to this." She makes two little walky fingers, then joins moth hands and makes eight walky fingers. "Did you make that?"

> "No, my master did."
> Smirk. "I can do many things..."
> "It doesn't matter. I am this now. The last of my race. Well, second-to-last."
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>>31982882
>>31982902
>>31982932
I am rapidly becoming less supportive of this plan.
Too many horrible warcimes/horrors in general.
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>>31982932
Why not chop off fingertips and toes?
Bitch can't dig her way out over thousands of years with bloody stumps.
>>31982902
What if we do it in Turtak, so we're cool if she eventually breaks free?
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>>31982959
>>"No, the blood priest did."
More of a father figure than a master. Unless it's meant like, scholastically, because he did totally teach us the blood magic.
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>>31982967
It's a necessary measure.

It's either torture a little assassin girl, or let Pazazu fuck the entire world for shits and giggles.
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>>31983018
Bood priest's already doing all that torture business.
And it's much more effective and more humane to just sedate them or some shit, if you're going through all that effort to render them immobile. Or just have well maintained and guarded prisons, instead of the horror-tomb of a thousand years type.
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>>31983052
Yes, but she is incredibly strong and incredibly sneaky, and it's very possible to build up a resistance to sedatives.

Human error will always be an issue when accounting for such a prisoner. A hundred feet of solid rock makes no such errors.
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>>31982959
>Smirk. "I can do many things..."

Time to lfirst and marry with another race of monster. Hunzuu shall rule them all.
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>>31983052
No half measures
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>>31982959
No, my master did
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>>31983090
>>31983116
If the pazuzu seed makes crazy necromorph growths out of the broken arms after 200 years of suffering and unleashes some kind of horrible spreading zombie apocalypse, I called it.
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>>31983099
>lfirst

Flirt. I meant flirt.
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>>31982959
> "No, my master did."
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>>31982959
"No, my master did." The truth is more complicated, but you think she might understand this way.

Jaya nods. "I and we and our king do that, too. The old king said no. That is why he is old." She looks back at the dead and beckons you to follow as she does to pay her respects. The male with the white in his hair seems to be building a fire. Jaya prays in her own language before looking back at you. "It is good that you are not dead."

> Get their leader's attention. "I'm sorry for your loss, sir. I did what I could. Do you trust me now? Jaya, can you translate?"
> Stay with Jaya. Pray to Ereshkigal in your own language.
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>>31983253
>Pray to Ereshkigal in your own language.
First thing is first, folk died today.
Then:
>Get their leader's attention. "I'm sorry for your loss, sir. I did what I could. Do you trust me now? Jaya, can you translate?"
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>>31983253
>Stay with Jaya. Pray to Ereshkigal in your own language.
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>>31983253
Pray in your own language
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>>31983253
>> Stay with Jaya. Pray to Ereshkigal in your own language.
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>>31983253
You're still afraid of angering the naga leader. He seems like the easily angered kind. Instead you stay with Jaya and say an improvised prayer in your own tongue for the dead naga. "Ereshkigal, please take good care of these nagas. And Lady Amata and all the other scorpions who accepted me as one of them. And Ninlil. And Pazur-Ea. And my mom. And my dad if he's dead. Thank you for saving me from that curse. You have a grim job, but I think you're a good person. Sincerely, Hunzuu."

After the pyre is lit and the bodies are mostly consumed, it's getting late in the evening. You keep an eye on Ku-Aya just in case she wakes up again. You're not sure if your venom will replenish itself in time to knock her out again, but you'll find out soon enough.

Finally, the leader approaches you. He points to you, then to Ku-Aya, then play-acts a little fight with his fists. He raises his eyebrow and smiles. He seems like he's trying to express that you did pretty well out there.

> Drag Ku-Aya with you as you go east with the naga on your quest for revenge
> Take Ku-Aya west back to Ligish, or some other city if you'd rather. Ask for help in tying her up.
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>>31983621
> Drag Ku-Aya with you as you go east with the naga on your quest for revenge
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>>31983621
> Take Ku-Aya west back to Ligish, or some other city if you'd rather. Ask for help in tying her up.
Back to Ligish. If the naga want perhaps we can bring them and treat them as ambassadors or diplomats while in Ligish
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>>31983621
>> Take Ku-Aya west back to Ligish, or some other city if you'd rather. Ask for help in tying her up.

>>31983698

A very interesting idea I have to say
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>>31983621
fuck, this is a hard one. We have a valuable prisoner, but we don't have our revenge yet. And ropes will hold her for like, 30 seconds unsupervised. I suppose we HAVE to go back to ligish if we don't want her getting away. Can we talk to the nagas and tell them to report any news of the lizard to us, and to be VERY CAREFUL of the lizard/wasp army?
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>>31983778
I support this. We'll get that lizard fuck, but right now we have to deal with Ku-Aya and her retard strength.
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>>31983698
There's a neat idea. Maybe suggest it and get Jaya to translate
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>>31983621
> Take Ku-Aya west back to Ligish, or some other city if you'd rather. Ask for help in tying her up.
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I guess our course of action is returning home, but making friendly with the nagas as best as possible with diplomats and coordinated lizard hunts.
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>>31983621
You go fetch Jaya and use her to help you explain your plan to the leader. "Okay... She's bad. That little girl? Really bad. I have to go home and lock her up. Get it? Lock her away. I have to go home, that way. You don't want her coming to your home. She's bad. Will you help me tie her up?"

Jaya interprets as best she can. The leader, who Jaya informs you is called Kiresh, produces some rope from the caravan and helps you secure Ku-Aya. He also gives Jaya a message for you.

"He says that we want to will be looking for cities. For strong ones, and more magic. Is your home a city?"

> Take Kiresh with you
> Take Kiresh and Jaya
> Take just Jaya if you can
> Just warn them all about the evil monster alliance and send them on their way
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>>31984006
> Take Kiresh and Jaya
Sure, we'll take you. On the conditions that A. you don't start trouble and B. you send messengers to your home city to warn them about the lizard threat. Shit can't go ignored.
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>>31984006
> Take Kiresh and Jaya
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>>31984006
>> Take Kiresh and Jaya
We need Jaya to translate and Kiresh is the leader so he has to come.
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>>31984006
> Take Kiresh and Jaya
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>>31984006
Kiresh seems to want to come along with you a s a diplomat. If the naga's actions are any indication, they're having a lot of trouble finding cities around here, and they've been fruitlessly scouring the barren east country and trying to map it all. You bring Jaya along, too, since she has a head start in understanding you. The other three survivors will go back to the king and warn him about the evil lizard-man and wasp-woman, Jaya assures you. They don't seem sad that they're losing their leader. To the contrary, they rejoice that they're finally going to be able to add a landmark to their empty maps once he comes back.

You, Jaya, and Kiresh start on your way back west, with Ku-Aya strapped to your back along with some of the naga's supplies. You know that it will only be a matter of time before Ku-Aya starts moving again.

> roll 1d6 to see how quickly your venom sac refills.
> If you don't have enough venom to keep her under, beat her unconscious and use your second pot of blood to keep her from dying. Roll 1d6.
> If you run out of venom, try forcing her to drink the contents of your special clay ball. Maybe communing with the gods will distract her for a while.
> If you run out of venom, try just talking to her.
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>>31984006
> Take just Jaya if you can
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Rolled 5, 6 = 11

>>31984192
>roll 1d6 to see how quickly your venom sac refills.

and can we just sort of hold her in our claws when she wakes up? She can't overpower our claws without basically cutting herself to bits.
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Rolled 3

>>31984192
Rolling for venom
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Rolled 1

>>31984192
> If you don't have enough venom to keep her under, beat her unconscious and use your second pot of blood to keep her from dying. Roll 1d6.
Store the blood she bleeds and use it for the next spell!
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Rolled 3

>>31984192
> If you don't have enough venom to keep her under, beat her unconscious and use your second pot of blood to keep her from dying. Roll 1d6.
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Rolled 6

>>31984192
roll 1d6 to see how quickly your venom sac refills.
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>>31984192
>picture approved
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Rolled 6

>>31984192
> roll 1d6 to see how quickly your venom sac refills.

> If you don't have enough venom to keep her under, beat her unconscious and use your second pot of blood to keep her from dying. Roll 1d6.
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>>31984192
Ku-Aya does rouse a couple of time during the journey, but each time you manage to generate enough venom to keep her under. You are quite the healthy young scorpion, it seems.

You estimate how much water you need to keep her alive, but you don't feed her at all to keep her weak. You spend the rest of your time teaching more of your language to Jaya, and even Kiresh expresses interest in joining on your little lessons. They are happy to tell you stories, but those stories will require a few big words that you don't share yet.

> Roll 1d6 to see how much more language you teach each other.

>>31984298
Thanks? I'm just dumping whatever snake-people I have. Of course, Jaya is much browner than that. Basically everyone is brown here.
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>>31984399
>> Roll 1d6 to see how much more language you teach each other.
We are not the smartest scorpion.
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Rolled 2

>>31984399
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Rolled 4

>>31984399
>>31984424
I missed
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>>31984399
>Basically everyone is brown here.
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Rolled 5

>>31984399
Rolland
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>>31984399
You make steady progress in communicating with the naga, but no major breakthroughs. You learn that Kiresh is a... captain? General? Prince? Someone important. The naga king favors him for some reason. Kiresh can make his fireball very large, and it burns with a white light. That is apparently a big deal. Well, you know what they say about nagas with big fireballs.

Jaya explains to you that the naga used to be some kind of undesirable caste, the ones who were stuck with the duties that required touching blood. They butchered animals, practiced medicine, and worked blood magic. Then something washed up from the sea, something that taught them how to make monsters. Then there was a big uprising, and the naga are trying to figure out what to do next.

> Try using the white glove on Kiresh and/or Ku-Aya
> Better not
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Rolled 6

>>31984623
The glove's neat. And somewhat undetectable. I say use it, but I also am going to say allow them to use it once they know enough of the language for us to explain it to them in suffeciently couched terms.
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Rolled 4

>>31984623
> Better not
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>>31984657
>>31984661
since we've had a tie for a while, I'm changing my vote to better not. For tiebreaking.
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>>31984657

Use it on Ku-Aya.

She is unconcious anyway. need to learnw hat she sees in Pazuzu.
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>>31984623
> Try using the white glove on Kiresh and/or Ku-Aya
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>>31984623
> Try using the white glove on Kiresh and/or Ku-Aya
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>>31984949
A good idea.
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>>31984623
You think that you're starting to win over the stern-faced Kiresh, so you don't take any risks with him by using the glove. You do use it on Ku-Aya, though, since there's nothing to lose and she's unconscious anyway. You see through the eyes of a very young, girl, alone on a dirt road at night. It is cold, but a powerful force seems to envelop her and whisper in her ear like distant thunder. "YOU ARE LIKE I WAS WILL MAKE KINGS AND PRINCES BOW. YOU WILL MAKE MEN WEEP. YOU WILL MAKE GODS BLEED."

Instead, you listen to his barely-understandable stories of his exploits during the uprising. He's proud of himself, but there's also a hint of regret in his eyes for his lost innocence. He was a healer who had to become a destroyer. Jaya, by contrast, is a child of the revolution. By the time she was old enough to understand the world, the world had already changed. By the time she was grown-up enough to have aspirations in life, she aspired to be transformed.

Jaya asks you as you pick through the empty remains of a sacked village together, "Why did your master choose you? What did you do so that they changed you? Were you strong? Were you clever?"

> "I was virtuous."
> "I was... unwilling. I don't know why, but he liked that."
> "My master feared traitors. He feared that the ones he changed might use their power against him. So he chose me because I was poor and simple."
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>>31985143
> "I was... unwilling. I don't know why, but he liked that."
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>>31985143
> "My master feared traitors. He feared that the ones he changed might use their power against him. So he chose me because I was poor and simple."

Kinda grim but true.
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>>31985143
>"I was... unwilling. I don't know why, but he liked that."

This will surely give them a good opinion of the priests. yep, I just know it.
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Rolled 3

>>31985143
> "My master feared traitors. He feared that the ones he changed might use their power against him. So he chose me because I was poor and simple."
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>>31985143
>> "My master feared traitors. He feared that the ones he changed might use their power against him. So he chose me because I was poor and simple."
> "I was... unwilling. I don't know why, but he liked that."
One of those. Both of those. They're the truthiest.
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>>31985143
"My master feared traitors. He feared that the ones he changed might use their power against him. So he chose me because I was poor and simple."

"Ohhhh!" That seems to delight Jaya. "That is a good story. That is like the old stories of kings in hiding and gods who did not know they were gods. You were happy to be chosen, yes? It was a good day to you, yes?"

"Well, not exactly. I wasn't willing at first. I did it because my people couldn't feed me."

Kiresh cuts to the heart of the matter. "You master fears traitors. Why? Is he bad? Good kings have no fear. They have love."

> "He's good. He protects his city and his people." Funny as it seems, you've grown rather attached to the priests who once dragged you unwilling into the pyramid.
> "He's bad sometimes. He kills men for blood. He killed his wife. But am good. I serve the city before him."
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>>31985143
> "My master feared traitors. He feared that the ones he changed might use their power against him. So he chose me because I was poor and simple."
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Rolled 4

>>31985362
> "He's good. He protects his city and his people." Funny as it seems, you've grown rather attached to the priests who once dragged you unwilling into the pyramid.
Blood dad is assholish-good.
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>>31985362
> "He's good. He protects his city and his people."
> "He's bad sometimes. He kills men for blood.
>"But he's a priest, not the king."

I like blood priest as a father, but as an objective monster of the state, he's a pretty scary blood thieving betraying mofo. He's chilled out on that a little as of late.
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>>31985362
> "He's good. He protects his city and his people." Funny as it seems, you've grown rather attached to the priests who once dragged you unwilling into the pyramid.
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>>31985362
> "He's good. He protects his city and his people." Funny as it seems, you've grown rather attached to the priests who once dragged you unwilling into the pyramid.
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>>31985435
this
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>>31985435
That sounds good to me.
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>>31985362
You have to think about that. You could list the Blood Priest's crimes very easily, but that might start a war with the naga. And aside from all that, you kind of like him. He has blood on his hands, but no less than the blood on your claws. "He's good. He protects his city and his people. And he's a priest, not the king."

Kiresh nods and smiles appreciatively. "You have a good spirit, Hunzuu. You try. You think of weak people when you do things. That is hard for a killer to do. We try to do like you."

After some wandering around in the trackless hills, you find the great river again.

> Go straight to Ligish
> Maybe Turtak would be a better place to keep her. What would happen if she and Iltani got too close?
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>>31985638
> Go straight to Ligish
Science happens if they get too close.
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>>31985638
Blood priest wanted a captive. He's got a captive.
We can ask him about shipping her off to turtak next, though. once he's done whatever it is he does.
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>>31985638
> Go straight to Ligish
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>>31985638
>Go straight to Ligish
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>>31985638
You show Jaya and Kiresh the way straight to Ligish. It takes a few more days, and your venom just barely holds out. You count yourself lucky.

Your procession into Ligish attracts all the inquisitive crowds you'd hoped to avoid. Men, women and children all lean in to touch you.Your naga guests have to hold the crowds at bay by holding their fireballs in front of themselves. They're trying to be polite, but they look on edge in spite of themselves.

The Blood Priest almost hugs you, but when he sees your strange guests he decides to just give you a slight bow instead. "Hunzuu! I did not think you would bring... anything like this! Did you get your revenge?"

"No, but Ku-Aya here is part of that gang collecting pieces of Pazuzu. And she has a piece inside her. Like Iltani, but meaner. Keep her away from Iltani, by the way."

The Blood Priest looks Ku-Aya over. In her current haggard state, it's hard to see her as a threat, but he believes you. "I will go to work on this one. I'll bring Nakurtum and Soul-of-Lightning for security. Give our potential allies a warm welcome. But keep them away from the Sand Priest!"

> Do as he says.
> "I want to see what you do to get information from people."
> "Actually, let me talk to Iltani. I wonder if we can't bring them together after all."
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>>31985915
>> Do as he says.
Wait, why sand priest? Just because he/she is so liarly?
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>>31985915
> Do as he says.
>Mention she is the one that ransacked his office
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>>31985988
seconding
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>>31985915
>> Do as he says
Show our friends the sights and our old friends. Show them Ninlil's monument. RIP in peace, Ninlil
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>>31985988
I'm pretty sure he knows she ransacked his office.
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>>31986063
Show the sights, show the monument, and TAKE THEM TO THE KING.

They want to do diplomat stuff, well, we've got a brand spanking repaired king.
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>>31985915
"All right. Oh, and by the way, this is the one who robbed your workshop and killed all those guards that one time. So aybe that will motivate you. Wait, why the sand priest?"

The Blood Priest orders some guards to unstrap Ku-Aya from you and take her down below. "The Sand Priest has been terrible lately. Almost ruined our new relationship with the king and got nothing in return. And I'm pretty sure he sold some of our new load of relics to the Archers without permission."

"New relics?"

"The ones the lizard-man and the centaurs were offering before that battle you saw. Some centaur bones, something for making a lammasu, even something that might have made a giant mole-person."

You nod and start showing Jaya and Kiresh around the pyramid. First you show them your room, where you lay down all your armor and equipment. You try to get them interested in Mr. Clicks. Jaya cowers in fear, but Kiresh seems amused, even letting Mr. Clicks' back and letting the little scorpion crawl up his arm.

After that you show them the royal suite where Ninlil's monument is carved. You explain Ninlil's story as best you can, from her humble beginnings to her death at the hands of the lizardman. Kiresh touches the stone. "The lizard killed her. That is bad. Hunzuu, I sent my men with the message that the lizard was bad, but I do not know if the message will be heard. If I know the king, he will let the lizard speak, too."

"Well, we'll handle that when we can. Sooner or later, I will have my revenge." You're not sure he understands the word "revenge," but you clearly have their sympathy.

After that, you decide to take them to the palace rather than show them to your other friends. Kiresh takes the lead once you tell him the way. Jaya stays back with you and asks you questions over the sounds of the people crowding around you. "Your king is there? He is good, yes? Does he have a woman?"

"No."

"Do you have a man?"

> "No."
> "What are you implying?!"
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>>31986244
Anu, you consistently give tough choices that aren't supposed to be.
> "No."
> "I'm still thirteen, actually."
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>>31986244
> "What are you implying?!"
Of course, we can't let them in on the details of the king's until-recent health problems. So we have to watch our words for a bit now.

Perhaps misdirect by asking if either of them have a spouse.
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>>31986244
>"No"

"I'm actually a lot younger then I look, to be honest."
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>>31986244
> "No."

"Not particularly looking for one either if that is what you are getting at."
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>>31986244
> "No."
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>>31986244
> "What are you implying?!"
Maximum overfluster
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>>31986244
> "No."
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>>31986244
>> "What are you implying?!"
w-w-what do you m-mean??
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"No." You blush blue just a little. You don't like where this is going. Though you've certainly been more curious about boys since your last molting, you don't like the feeling of being used, of people seeing you as an asset to be married off or a pawn to be seduced. You change the subject. "Why, do you have a man? Does Kiresh have a woman?"

"Kiresh has no woman. I am will be to having a man. We are..." She looks for the right words. "I am promised to will be having a man. If I do good work for the king. It will be good if you will have a good man, Hunzuu. You are good."

"Thank you?" You wave to the palace guards. "These are diplomats from a city far to the east! They come in peace. They seek an audience with the king!"

The guards nod to you and wave for the gates to be opened. "Yes, Lady Scorpion! You arrived just in time!"

You're not sure what they mean until you reach the throne room, where the king is holding court with his advisors, a few men from the fighting schools, Manuqappu, some other men in Manuqappu's style of gilded armor, and a boy with the lower body of a scorpion.

> Let's break here for the night. Hope you enjoyed yourselves!
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>>31986534
Scorpion boy!
We've been meaning to visit you!
I mean we've been meaning for you to come visit us!
Uh er um
Hi.

Anyway, thanks for the thread any, see you next time!
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>>31986534
thx 4 runin budi gud thred
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>>31986534
Oh dear. Hopefully we brought our spear, so we can shank that guy if he's a bitch.

Thanks for running!
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>>31986682
Oh come now, we can easily take him without a spear.
And we do have our spear anyway.
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>>31986682
If scorpion boy turns out to be a little Joffrey kind of fucker instead of good little /ss/ bait, I'm gonna be pissed.
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You on top of archiving it as always, anu?
>>31986714
Ffffffuck. I didn't even think of that.
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>>31986714
Not very /ss/, since we're only a teenager ourselves.
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>>31986691
>>31986714
Oh, right, it's the centipede who's creepy. I was confused.

Which city was the Scorpion from though?
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>>31986729
Scorpion is from a city of rogue witches/warlocks we allied with. I think the same city as the swamp people who made our orphan friend grey? Not entirely sure.

Centipede guy isn't overtly creepy, we just don't like his legs. Too many.
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>>31986729
Scorpion boy is from Zagros, same as the guy with the gold eye. He was supposedly raised by two heroic parents, so he might have a chip on his shoulder. He also worships Marduk and apparently nobody else.
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>>31986756
oh no, he was very overtly creepy, if I remember correctly. I think he was kind of hitting on us. which is super creepy because we still looked like a 13-year-old girl on a scorpion body
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>>31986814
I don't remember overt hitting on. I vaguely recall him inviting us to check out his sweet-ass city, and doing the general kind of favor currying you do to someone who kicked half an army's ass.
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>>31986756
Centipede boy has A)hit on us, B)adopted that little orphan we found in Turtak just to manipulate us, and C)probably engineered the peace treaty so he could take over Turtak while the prince was away.
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>>31986814
How old did he look like? Fifteen?
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>>31986726
/ss/ is straight shota. It doesn't have to be with an older woman.
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>>31981363
All I can think when I see this picture is that every time this girl poops she's shitting all over her back.

Talk about unfortunate anatomy.
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>>31986929
Thank goodness it doesn't work that way.
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>>31986929
That is Decu's impression of scorpbutt. It doesn't really work that way.

If you're really interested, you poo out of a small slit in your underside. Your poo is white and very dry. You retain water like a good desert creature.
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>>31986874
I don't remember the hitting on, but you raise some viable arguments as to his motivation with the other things.

We'll be cautious of him.
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>>31986914
>It doesn't have to be with an older woman.

Well then what's the point.
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>>31986995
um, we're a girl anu
everyone knows girls don't poop
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>>31986995
I thought it was a tiny hole on the tail, like scorpions do. In fact, I'm just going to imagine it's all like scorpions. And then ignore it, like I ignore how scorpions do their business.
>>31987029
and this.
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>>31986948
>>31986995
how can she butt without poop
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>>31987114
artistic license.
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>>31987047
You can poo where you please. Honestly, it won't ever come up in the quest. Maybe my very spotty research into scorpion anatomy was incomplete.

It's somewhere near the base of the tail, right? Or is it, like, high up on the tail? That'd be awkward.
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>>31987014
He wasn't straight-up saying he wanted to fuck us, but trust me, he was spitting game.
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>>31987156
Google images is most of what i use.
Let us never talk about this again.
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>>31987204
meant to include this picture
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>>31987235
Yes, let's. We've all learned things that we can't unlearn.
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>>31987265
Well, on the plus side, it makes clean up a bit easier...
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>>31987304
Never again, anon!
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>>31987337
never again what?
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What about our baby-making organs? Will we lay a bunch of eggs and have tiny mini-hunzuus crawl out and grab unto our scorpion back?
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>>31987364
Please refer to the diagram. And then never speak of this again
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>>31987364
I know this one! Scorpions are ovoviviparous. They give birth to live scorplings.
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>>31987404
well, there are actually other diagrams for reproduction.
Anyways, long story short, scorpions don't lay eggs.
I'm going to imagine that there will be mini-hunzuus crawling on the back. That's the best.
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The real question lies not in the butt, and neither the womb.

What the heck happens to Hunzuu's spine? It can't really....fuse into the Exoskeleton below, yet it needs something to connect with the bottom nervous system, and she also apparently have two sets of organs...does food go through a double digestion? What happens to food digestable by human systems yet unable to pass by a scorpion?
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>>31987583
let's assume some alternate biology workarounds.
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>>31987583
IT'S MAGIC
ANU AIN'T GOTTA EXPLAIN SHIT
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>>31987583
>>31987607
>>31987681


I will say that Hunzuu isn't just a human top half spliced onto a scorpion bottom half. The insides of her "human half" are quite alien by human standards. Hence her ability to hiss and tear up raw meat inhumanly well.
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>>31987681
>not assuming biology whenever possible
Maybe magically designed, because it was designed via magical god tiamat, but it probably works by plain old flesh and blood means.
Probably lots of composites and mergings.

>>31987738
and this. Though, hissing can totally be done with scorpion parts alone, I think.

You gonna archive this buddy? I don't see it in the thing.
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>>31987759
Archived now: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html
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>>31987791
Good. Thanks for running again, see you next time.
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>>31987791
Heads up, you totally archived the quest thread general instead of this.
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>>31991050
aw fuck, he's probably gone by now. Lemme re-archive it I guess.



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