>>33005687
>50% crit chance

why in the world would you do this

>>33005783
A "crit" is less powerful than you think. It was probably the wrong word to use. Think of it as "great".

>>33005687
Would deliberately discriminating against a ethnic/religious/gender group count as being evil, or just being a random dick

>>33005687
>Evil
More like "Only way to gain power is by making people suffer"

>>33005966
Random.

>>33005687
Nice, I made it in time!

>>33005687
Hallelujah! My favorite time of the week!

>>33005966
Sort of. inequality and social barriers do cause unhappiness and misery, but at the same time just not allowing certain people to participate in your economy or culture will be detrimental.

>>33005986
>More like "Only way to gain power is by making people suffer"
exactly.

quest is a go.

>>33007484
Uh....give me some voting shit Mike.

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>>33007720
Patience. True evil takes time to percolate, it must be brewed, aged, and then...savored.

The plan was simple. You would sabotage the gunpowder reserves and throw the town into chaos while your tribal horsemen attacked. You successfully infiltrated the town, but were attacked by the knights in strange armor in the middle of the night. You defeated them but the resulting battle woke half of the town and quickly started a riot. After telling the captain of the guard your intentions he declared a curfew and used his soldiers to contain the riot. You told the bishop what he needed to hear and he has pledged support to you, but you aren't sure for how long.

Short term goals:
>Deal with tribe
>Consolidate power in town
>Interrogate surviving knight

YOu mull this over while you sit in the captains office. A knock at the door is followed by a yung soldiers poking his head in.

"uhh...sir...the governor has asked me to request an audience on his behalf.

>Let him in.
>Later, I have other things to attend to.
>[write in]

>>33007819
"That's "Milord" to you, whelp. Let him in.."

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You currently have 1 point of insight

You control:
100 Tribal Horsmen (experenced, poorly equiped, hungry)
300 Regular Infantry (green)
50 Heavy Cavalry
50 Light Cannoneers

>>33007819
>Consolidate power in town

>Let him in.

>>33007819
>Let him in.

He may have his uses.

>>33007819
>>Let him in.

>>33007959
You chastise the soldier for entering directly against captain Plam’s orders. This soldier clearly knew the orders, but the “governor” apparently has enough authority to over-ride the captain on matters like this. The solder leaves and you hear him leave the building. Apparently the governor isn't here yet. A short time later he arrives outside.

You hear the floorboards creek under his weight as soon as he enters the building. He takes ages to get up the steps, and when he finally squeezes in through the door you contemplate the structural strength of the building. His brown beady eyes seem almost lost on his face compared to his expansive forehead and Impressive jowls. He waddles over to the front of your desk and places one hand on the back of the chair. You both look at the chair, look at each other, and then look back at the chair. You are relieved when he pushes the chair aside and chooses to stand in front of you and Isaac’s desk. He does a short bow and then speaks to you in a fast, almost squeaky voice.

“AH! Greeting and respect …sir? Sir! Sir.” He clears his throat. “My name is Count Forsneth Elebatzger Biot and my family line has ruled this town for generations. I am the…I was the…uhm… Yes, about this situation… could you clarify the situation? Yesterday night everything was all peachy but this morning there has been a riiiiiot and a currrrrfew and all manner of confusing affairs and no one will tell me anything but ridiculous and fantastical claims.”

You deduce that he was the “Count” of this town before your arrival, but now he is unsure if he still has any position of authority. He seems very hesitant to offend you, yet in his awkward attempts to determine where he now stands he makes things worse.
>(1/2)

>>33008001
“I am the lord of this world, and this town is my first conquest” you reply with a bored tone. You really don’t want to mess with petty civil matters when there are battles to be won.

His expression freezes for a second while he formulates a reply. “Ah, yes, ofcourseofcourse...Sir? Sir….can iiiiiiii pleasereturntomyformerdutiesas the governor of this town?” His small beady eyes seem as if they will pop out of his head at any moment. He looks like a man staring at a spear through his own chest but you don’t smell any fear from him, only stress.

>”Yes and leave”.
>”Go away”.
>”No and leave”.

>>33008032
"What are your duties?"

>>33008048
This.

>>33008032
thirding >>33008048

>>33008060
>>33008048
>>33008084
"And be brief, I have a war to fight"

>>33008095
No.

>>33008095
Do we? I don't think we're at war yet.
Maybe a world to conquer?

>>33008123
>>33008110
>You really don’t want to mess with petty civil matters when there are battles to be won.

>>33008032
You will lose 50 pounds per year you are in charge until you are a proper weight, failure to comply means your execution

>>33008048
>>33008060
>>33008084
>>33008095
Didn't expect this one, don't have anything prewritten. Writing now.

“What exactly are ‘your former duties’”? you reply, staring at his beady eyes as he avoids eye contact.

“AH! Yes. Erh…well….I was the legally appointed and acting governor of Lanfield.” He says with some authority. He expected this to mean something to you and grows worried as you simply stare at him.

“Ofcousethatincludes managing civil and political affairs such as the town treasury, ap…pointing local officials, levying tariffs and taxes, and providing for other mundane legal mat...t...ters such as disputes or theft.

>[ask him questions]
>Maintain your current duties, I will have more for you later.
>You are relieved of your duties.

>>33008336
>you will pledge your absolute loyalty to me, and lose weight. Fatty.

>>33008336
"I am now above you in everything. You will be allowed to maintain your current title and status. We will discuss that more at a later date."

>>33008366
>>33008371
These two.
Just remove the lose weight part.

>>33008382
Its in his best interests, Anon. He will lose weight and live a long and healthy life in our servitude.

>>33008336
seconding >>33008371
no reason to ask him to lose weight

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>>33008336
>Maintain your current duties, I will have more for you later.

"You were appointed by and served the King. Now you serve me."

If we discover he is doing anything from this point on that runs counter to our interests - taking bribes, embezzling, violating our edicts, conspiring against us, etc. the town will discuss the manner of his disposal for generations to come. If he serves well, there will be rewards - he should ensure he will live long enough to be able to enjoy them.

>>33008459
If he does any of that, we should the male members of the family, including him, stoned.
And all of the females put into an essence harem for us.

"Return to your past duties. Just understand that you are under my authority. We will discuss more later."

A large smile appears on his face. "WONDerf...Yes. Yes sir. As they say, He with the longest sword makes righ...t with his might...." He trails off as you scowl at him. His high pitched voice is annoying you. You will have to deal with these matters soon but you have more pressing concerns.

He turns and quickly leaves. You are almost surprised at his speed, and wonder if anyone will be hurt downstairs as he bowls through the crowded rooms.

>Talk to Captan Palm.
>Interrogate the woman who attacked you.
>[write in]

>>33008545
>Talk to Captan Palm.

>>33008545
>Talk to Captain Palm
Let's make plans for the guards to ambush the tribesmen.

>>33008545
>interrogate

>>33008581
No reason to backstab them like that.

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>>33008545
>Talk to Captan Palm.
Business first.
Discuss the state of the town, his desires, and ways to integrate/utilize the nomads.

>>33008609
there are a couple actually.
1. We get power from wiping them out.
2. They've been raiding in the area, so integrating them into the town will be difficult, especially since our control is tenuous.
3. Wiping them out will actually improve our control over the town, which we want more anyway.
4. We can just save that scarred chick we ripped power out of anyway.

>>33008620
>>Talk to Captan Palm.
Seconding

>>33008553
>>33008581
>>33008620
>>33008671
writing

>>33008670
Then why not use them to assault a new enemy and essentially wipe out all of the men?
Then claim all of the women for ourselves.

>>33008685
It's hard to convince them to make a suicide attack, especially if they're waiting on us to get them food from the town.

The most pressing matter is your military. Even you can tell this town has little defense against an invasion. Your first campaign will have to be an agressive one. open the door to the office and there is a soldier leaning against the wall with a bored look outside. Startled, he stands up straight and salutes you.

"Tell the captain I want to talk to him."

The soldier quickly runs off. The riot is mostly contained by now so the captain should be able to see you. If he doesn't he can make time, he must have someone under him who can manage one little town for a couple of hours. About twenty minues later you hear captain Palm enter the building and begin to walk up the stairs.

He walks in and ignores you, heading straight for a cabinet on the wall. He opens it and brings out two glasses and a strangely shaped bottle. He sets them in front of you and fills both glasses. He roughly puts the bottle down and grabs one of the half full glasses, looking toward the ceiling and swallowing it in one motion. Without looking down he flips the glass over and places it down on the desk. He then looks down and stares at the remaining half full glass, then looks at you.

“Do you drink?”

>Yes (drink, you trust him)
>Sometimes (don’t drink, you don’t trust him)
>No (you don’t drink alcohol)

>>33008824
"I do, but now is not the time for drinking."

>>33008824
>Sometimes (don’t drink, you don’t trust him)

>>33008824
I think the overlord has actually ever drank alcohol..?

>>33008842
May as well.
Avoids drinking and we still drink in the future.
Also cuts to the point.

>>33008824
>>Sometimes (don’t drink, you don’t trust him)
>>33008842

>>33008824
>Yes (drink, you trust him)
If he swigs it, we can't be seen as needlessly fearful.

>>33008824
>Yes (drink, you trust him)
Sip though, don't down it. He's nervous, so he needed to take the edge off. We are not.

>>33008842
>>33008890
These two.
We need to get to the issue, and we don't have time for a drunkard.

"Usually, but now is not the time for drinking."

“Suit yourself” he says, dismissing you as he grabs the second glass and finishes it like the first. He grabs the chair that Biot moved aside and flops down into it before continuing.

"What is the condition of the sold..." you begin, but he cuts you off.

“So you show up, sneak in, lie to me, tear up five Korovian knights in full battle plate with your bare hands… and then pronounce yourself the third coming?” he states in an incredulous voice, punctuating his sentence with waves of his hand. “That little riot that you started left 100 people dead, including 7 of my men. What the fuck are you…really?”

For someone who has seen the result of your considerable power he seems to lack any fear of you at all. He doesn't smell of stress ether. He was relaxed even before he drank a quarter of the bottle. This man ether has no fear or doesn't care, possibly both.

>I meant what I said. I am a god to this world and I will conquer it.
>It doesn't matter what the chattel calls me. What matters is that I will conquer this world.
>[other]+I will conquer this world.

>>33009058
"Do you truly care of what I am?"
"But as it stands, I am your lord and master, of soul and body now. As for what I am, I believe it would be best to experience it in person, either at my side, or as the Korovian Knights did."

>>33009058
>It doesn't matter what the chattel calls me. What matters is that I will conquer this world.

>>33009087
>>33009058
this, and thank him for the monies he gave us.

>>33009058
Be silent and use our magic. I'd suggest letting electricity crackle through our body and then...

"It doesn't matter what the chattel calls me. What matters is that I will conquer this world."

>>33009087
This with >>33009156's lightning effects

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>>33009058
"Those of fragile mind may see me as a god, for the might within me. You strike me as a man who does not need faith as a crutch,s o I'll explain it more simply. I am a being of power, in my infancy now, but still beyond the scope of any mortal. Those knights were trained, equipped, and brave, but they still lost. In the end I will conquer this world as I conquered them, all you need to do is join me."

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>>33009058
>>33009152
Changing from this to this:>>33009227
thank for the monies still, doe

>>33009185
>>33009156
Could also summon elementals.

>>33009227
He doesn't seem like a man who wants power though, otherwise he'd have signed up automatically.
And neither is it a good idea to let people know we are an infant.

>>33009227
Seconding, ask him what he wants to accomplish in his life, obviously more than commanding this sad backwater till he's grey and can't lift a sword.

>>33009087
This.

>awesome images break tie
"Those of fragile mind may see me as a god, for the might within me. You strike me as a man who does not need faith as a crutch,s o I'll explain it more simply. I am a being of power, in my infancy now, but still beyond the scope of any mortal. Those knights were trained, equipped, and brave, but they still lost. In the end I will conquer this world as I conquered them, all you need to do is join me."

"Well and aren't you a dramatic prick?" he states, a slight grin on his face.

“Son, you are ether muleshit insane or…I don’t even know.” He says as he puts his head in his hands. “I haven’t slept in two days so I’ll make this quick. You just conquered the smallest backwater shithole on this side of the kandish. You have a town that’s only source of money is caravans that pass through. You have four hundred soldiers who haven’t seen battle in their lives, and you have a population of losers who spend too much time praying and drinking. You want to conquer the world? You got your work cut out for you.”

>I also have 100 savages.
>I also have the power of the gods.
>I also have you.

>>33009227
>>33009255
Supporting these, he's a no-bullshit kind of character.

>>33009325
>>I also have the power of the gods.

>>33009325
>I also have 100 savages.
>I also have the power of the gods.
>I also have you.
"If I can convince this one so easily, then those caravans can also fall easily."

>>33009325
"I also have you."

Mention how we heard he was an excellent general. Tell him he can do what is necessary when he is under our rule; there is no need for shackles.

>>33009325
>>I also have 100 savages.

But more importantly...

>I also have you.

The people of this town respect his abilities as a commander, and we are willing to put those abilities to the test unfettered by social norms or morals.

>>33009325
>>I also have 100 savages.
>>I also have the power of the gods.
>>I also have you.

>>33009364 Here.

Changing to >>33009381

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>>33009381
This one, we just got done telling him we weren't a god. As far as we know, they have nothing to do with us - and isn't that more impressive?

>>33009325
"I also have over 100 'savage' horsemen, and I also have you."

“You…you what?” he says incredulously, "did you...with them....already!?" He pauses for a bit with his head in his hands, then simply stands up and walks out of the room.

Never before has someone with awareness of your power been so insulting to you. How could this belligerent drunk have the reputation that he carries? Either way, that conversation was useful for the information he threw at you. Your forces are limited and weak, and you lack the ability to even support the forces you have now. You need a larger city.

You consider your options. The captain is obviously exhausted and soon to be drunk if he doesn't fall asleep first. Bishop Kenneth is probably out preaching to the people after the riot, restoring faith and order and all that. In fact you haven't slept in awhile ether.

>Sleep here.
>Demand better accommodations.
>Fin out where the woman in the armor was taken and interrogate her.
>[write in]

>Fin out where the woman in the armor was taken and interrogate her.

>>33009528
>>Fin out where the woman in the armor was taken and interrogate her.

>>33009528
>Find out where the woman in the armor was taken and interrogate her.
And here
we
go!

>>33009528
>Sleep here.
We should be fresh for the interrogation. Also, the guards should have orders NOT to let her sleep.

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As for the choices as to what to do with our essence, either we should fully dump our power into magic and essentially lead through power of our own force.
Or, we should branch out into technology so we can better arm our troops, and enhance them through biology.

Personally I feel we should go for a Bio/Magic route, so our bonuses are exclusive to only us, as technology and be replicated and spread.

>>33009528
>>Fin out where the woman in the armor was taken and interrogate her.

>unzips pants

>>33009571
We already have 1 point, and one more can get us BIO 2. Plus we can probably "extract" a point or two from that woman.

>>33009594
It is 3 points to upgrade to tier 2 my friend.
http:images/1403742414832.pdf

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>>33009528

>Sleep here.

Always torture after a good night's sleep.

>>33009618
>cumulative cost
It's 2

>>33009618
You're reading that wrong, the 3 pts. is the cumulative cost. so if you were buying Bio 2 from 0 that's what it would cost. Each level costs that level's points.

>>33009594
So are we going to go Bio/Magic?
It seems like the best idea as it is. That and Bio 3-4 means we can turn into cthulu

Interrogate her
>>33009541
>>33009542
>>33009548
>>33009574

sleep
>>33009564
>>33009642

4 vs. 3 since >>33009642 counts as double.
Writing. This may take a bit.

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>>33009696
If that's you OP, turn on your trip.
If that's still you OP, stop fucking around and allow us to vote properly.

>>33009737
chillax bro
sometimes trips drop
no biggie

>>33009737
Its what I get for posting in another quest. I'll be more careful. Actually writing now. Also drinking.

>>33009528
Really digging the character sheet OP, it's simple and informative.

I'm leaning towards getting bio 2 (for stronk troops) and then dropping a point in Tech so we can have Captain America Super Soldiers.

>>33009754
It's more about how he's unfairly counting votes than anything else.

>>33009793
He said in the OP that images are worth more. Looks fair to me.

>>33009793
oh the art
yeah it's cool if he uses it to tiebreak, but counting more is a bit iffy

>>33009810
> relevant image

How is >>33009642 Relevant to sleeping, torture, or demanding better accommodation?

>>33009793

Yeah, the art thing is dumb unless used as a tie breaker.

>>33009793
Yeah, if you want more votes take the few seconds to find a reasonably relevant picture.

>>33009825
The woman we're interrogating was a knight in advanced armor with a wrist gun >.>

>>33009825
Its basically exactly what Tech 3 looks like.

You walk outside of the room again and the same soldier is waiting for you.

“Where is the woman in the armor?” you ask.

“Bishop Kenneth had her moved to the church” he states, “her armor is being examined in the armory.”

You walk off leaving him there. The bishop is probably at the church, but even if he isn’t you can sense her essence almost a mile away. The streets are finally quiet. Bishop Kenneth meets you at the front doors. Apparently his preaching is finished for the night.

The large church is older than most of the other buildings here. The steps up to the door are well worn with centuries of traffic. The few windows that it has are narrow, tall and located very high on the outside walls. There even seems to be a portcullis behind the main wooden door. You wonder if the structure was meant to double as a fortress. There are no services going on now, and only a few servants are visible as they go about their duties. Bishop Kenneth quickly walks along the side of the building as you follow. Off to the side and nestled in the wall there is a spiral staircase. As you travel down it into the earth you first pass the acolyte’s quarters, then the holy tombs, and finally you arrive at a very old wooden door. The Bishop opens the door with an ornate silver key he pulls from his robes.

The room you enter is incredibly large. It occupies almost the entire footprint of the church above you. Displayed throughout the room are instruments of torture and pain. Some churches had rooms like this to convert or punish heretics, but you didn’t expect it to be so large or so well equipped. As you walk into the room you recognize many of the devices. Each having its unique purposes and traits.
>(1/2)

>>33009868
Relevant to what then?
Our powers? The universe? Everything?
We may as well just start samefagging with pictures, they're worth x2 of a normal post.

>>33009893
In the center of the room you find your prey. The woman who led the attack on you is being hung from the ceiling by her wrists. Her arms are tied behind her back at her elbows and wrists. Her toes are only just touching the ground. You remember the name of this technique as “Strappado”. Her body is trembling as she tries to relieve the pain in her shoulders with her exhausted legs. She has been there for a while.

“Hand me the key and leave” you say to the bishop, not looking at him as you raise your hand. Without a word he places the key in your hand and shuffles out of the room.
>(2/2)

>Kill her relatively quickly. You don’t have time for this.
>Extract her essence as slowly as possible to gain the most amount.
>Extract her essence as slowly but don’t kill her. You want her mind along with her soul.

>>33009897
Calm down bro, your world isn't crashing down around you. Stay level, vote normally, and enjoy the quest. If it really bugs you, just throw in a picture you think is relevant and leave it to OP.

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>>33009920
>Extract her essence as slowly but don’t kill her. You want her mind along with her soul.
We need to know who she is, where she's from, and who she serves.

>>33009920
>Extract her essence as slowly but don’t kill her. You want her mind along with her soul.

>>33009920
>Extract her essence as slowly but don’t kill her. You want her mind along with her soul.
Keep her as a reminder to this village what happened when they cross us

>>33009920
>Extract her essence as slowly but don’t kill her. You want her mind along with her soul.
She's the most capable combatant we have besides ourself. Plus, paladin, falling, ect.

>>33009920
>extract for the most amount

>>33009920
>Extract her essence as slowly but don’t kill her. You want her mind along with her soul.

>>33009920
>Extract her essence as slowly but don’t kill her. You want her mind along with her soul.

>>33009933

Not him, but it's not a good practice unless used as a tiebreaker.

>>33009920
>Extract her essence as slowly but don’t kill her. You want her mind along with her soul.
Time to start learning the trade.

>>33009920
>Extract her essence as slowly but don’t kill her. You want her mind along with her soul.

The first thing you do is put out the torches lighting the room. You can see her just fine in the dark and you are certain that she can’t see you. You can hear heavy breathing as she tries to put as much weight on her toes as possible. Her face is streaked with tears and the muscles in her legs and back are cramping. She lets out a small startled scream when you first touch her, and then shivers and jerks as your hands roam her body. Her movements cause her more pain but doesn't stop. She is shorter and thinner than Monifa and has obviously had a much easier life. Her skin is smooth and olive colored with no visible scars. Your hands slides over her small breasts and she gasps as you rub over her hard nipples. You grab her hair and pull her head back. She grimaces as more weight is placed on her shoulders.

“You meant to kill me earlier, yet you were too weak and you failed” you whisper in hear ear. “Now you are going to suffer for your failure.”

“Free me” she whispers, her voice cracking with fear.

“Or what?” you reply.

As she realizes how little power she has here you release the rope holding her wrists up behind her. As soon as the tension is gone she falls on her side. She is openly crying now, her tears streaming down her already tearstained face. You roughly grab her and lift her up, carrying her to an “instrument” that caught your eye earlier.

The “instrument” in question seems like an ordinary board, just a little taller and wider than an average human. You push her body against it and begin strapping her to it. Thick leather belts go across her shins, thighs, ribs under her breasts, her throat and her forehead. Her crying has diminished since you started but it hasn’t stopped. The room is dark. She can’t what you are doing or what you have strapped her to. You grab a small little gadget from a nearby table and walk back to her.
>(1/3)

>>33010122
“I will break you here. Before you see the sun again you will have suffered so much that there will be nothing left of you.”

“I will nev…” she begins but you silencer her by shoving the little gadget into her mouth. You finish attaching the straps on the gadget behind her head, then step back and address her again.

“Well that was easier than it should have been. If you were smart you would have bitten off your tongue and choked on the blood before I got here.”

She growls back at you as you continue. “Did you lack the resolve? Or did you really think that you could fight against me and win?”

She makes more noises but the little gadget holds her mouth open and the syllables are incoherent.

You pull on a pin attached to the frame of the torture device and then rotate the board she is bound to. The sudden change of orientation combined with her inability to see causes her to scream as she spins backwards. When you lock it in place again the board is at a 45 degree angel with the horizon. She is bound to the surface of the board, with her feet well above her head. You grab the old cloth rag off of the table and drape it over her face. You pause for a second, then smile as you begin to pour the water on to the rag.

For almost a full second she doesn't seem to understand what is happening. That quickly changes when her first breath doesn’t bring air. She immediately gags and her whole body convulses. She thrashes and throws herself against her bindings but she can’t break free and the water just keeps coming. After less than ten seconds you stop and pull the cloth off of her face. She gasps and chokes as she takes in air and spits out the water. Amusingly she then screams at you until her voice fails before taking more deep breaths.

>example: motherless 3CDD26B
>(2/3)

>>33010157
You lean forward and whisper in her ear once she stops gasping for air. “That was less than ten seconds.” You pause, letting the information sink in. “I haven’t hurt or damaged your body at all. I can do this for hours….days even.”

She moans as you place the cloth back over her face. This time she begins thrashing before the water even hits her.

As the water hits her face her gag reflex triggers. Every one of her senses is telling her she’s drowning but no matter how much she struggles it doesn't stop. She suffocates over and over and over yet death never seems to come.

A little over one hour later she is exhausted. Her body limply twitches as you torture her. She hasn't tried to speak or scream in almost twenty minutes. Her essence is slowly fading as she suffers. You absorb every drop, letting none vanish as it does when someone dies. The brilliant color slowly pales, and you feel yourself growing stronger.

>Gain .5 Insight

You pause for a while, watching her as her body struggles for breath. You adjust the gag in her mouth to allow her to almost fully close her teeth. It takes almost five minutes before she tries to speak, and another two before she can make coherent words.

“Please…I’ll tell…anything. Anything. Please…stop. Please. Anything...” She repeats over and over between ragged breaths, desperate for any chance of ending this hell.

>ask her something [write in]
>Continue extracting essence from her
>other[write in]

>>33010192
"Become my slave, give up everything you know and own to me."

>>33010192
>ask her something [write in]
Ask her simple questions. her name, how old she is, where she's from, etc. Then ask something she might not want to tell us - like how she found us in the village, or the size and composition of her order.

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>>33010122
>>33010157
>>33010192
+
>that video

>>33010192
>Suggesting anything on motherless
Where have you been for my Questing life OP. Never stop.

>ask her something [write in]
Get her specifics and ask her about her armor and where it comes from/how it's made.

>>33010219
This.
Followed by >>33010237

>>33010192
>continue
"I need no information, only your pain."

>>33010192
>>ask her something [write in]
What was that thing on her arm? Are there any more of her knights in the city? Will anyone come looking for her?

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>>33010192
Jesus, fucking waterboarding.. It hadn't really sunk in that you were going to be this graphic until you just dropped this bomb on us.

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>>33010363
That's what we call research, accuracy, and attention to detail!

>>33010285
>>33010237
>>33010219
Supporting this.

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>>33010408
wut

"you will become my slave. You will give up everything you know and own to me."
"please...I. please." She doesn't agree, yet she it too terrified to deny you.

"Your name?"
"e...Eshete" With her accent she pronounces it E-she-T.

"Your age?"
"Enlisted." That was an incredibly strange answer. She seems to think it is sufficent though.

"How many winters have you seen?"
"oh...twenty." That is the answer you were looking for.

You pry her further. She slowly looses her willingness to answer but you restore it instantly by holding the rag over her head again. She is a Korovian soldier on a scouting mission. She was asked to report on he garrison size and ability, and report back. It seems as though Korovia is looking for weaknesses. She refers to the Korovian army as "vast", but her scouting party only had the ones you killed.

>>33010443
once we're done with question
>finish extracting

>>33010443
Has she finished?
If so, untie her, and we'll savagely rape her, and claim her.

>>33010443
How representative of her army is she?

>>33010443
">Your age?"
>"Enlisted."

Mandatory military service then? Obviously more advanced than the kingdom we're in.

>>33010545
Very common. One female officer leading between five and twenty soldiers.


You are satisfied for now. You will learn more later but you are eager to continue.

"will you...please...free me."

“Oh, did you think it was over? Poor girl…” you jeer as you cover her face with the cloth again. She starts to cry and then to choke and gag. You watch her body as she weakly jerks as you let the water pour onto her face. At first her thrashes were violent but now her body is beginning to fail. Her muscles simply twitch as you torture her, their strength depleted. Her body is breaking quickly, but you suspect that her mind might have a ways to go. As you pull the cloth off again she limply lays still. She doesn’t try to speak or beg or bargain. Sometimes a victim is able to disassociate themselves from their body, protecting their mind past what any normal human could endure. You have all the time in the world but you would like to break her sooner than later.

You have an idea.

You slowly trace a line with your finger starting at her throat and traveling up her body. You watch her as your fingers move over her pubic bone and gently stroke the soft flesh beyond. She reacts to this, her head slowly shaking and her lips silently mouthing pleas. You get a stronger response from her as you gently pinch and roll her clitoris between your fingers. She weakly jerks her hips away from your hand in an amusingly pitiful attempt to avoid your touch. As you explore further into her body you discover why.

“So the warrior woman is a virgin? I can fix that…” you say as you begin to manipulate her body.
>(1/3)

>>33010576
“no…no. you can’t. no. please. no.” she repeats over and over as you arouse her, your gentle touch again forcing her body to betray her. She is young and beautiful and a woman her age would have no trouble finding a mate if she wished for it. You decide to take a gamble. You move the board she is bound on to a horizontal position. You disrobe, and then begin sliding your hands over her body again.

“What would your family think if you came back to them with no more virtue than a common whore? Would they toss you to the streets or hide you away?” you speak as you pleasure her.

Her cries grow more desperate at your words. Your gamble was a success. Whatever culture she came from obviously values the “purity” of their women, and it is easy to use this against them to devastating effect.

You climb up on to the board to lay your body against hers. She struggles weakly to avoid you but only succeeds in further straining her already exhausted muscles. She begins crying again as you lick and suck on her nipples.

You align your cock with her wet lips and push. There is little resistance until you hit her hymen but that too gives away as you slowly slide into her. She emits a long and agonized “no” as you penetrate her, taking the last thing that she valued from her. She resumes sobbing as you slowly thrust into her. She is tight and wet, and you see the pain on her face as her muscles try to squeeze you out. You let the pleasure flow through you. Her sobbing is starting to annoy you.
>(2/3)

>>33010609
Grinning, you reach for the cloth and lay it over her face. Her body immediately starts convulsing below you and you begin to thrust faster. She fights back with the last fraction of strength left in her body as you rape and suffocate her. Her already tight vagina clenches around you as she helplessly struggles beneath you.

You remove the cloth so she doesn’t suffocate but replace it after she draws two deep agonizing breaths. No matter how much she wishes to you won’t let her die. It isn’t long before your orgasm takes you. A few final thrusts and you groan as you deposit your seed deep within her.

You whisper into her ear as you lay on top of her. “They will never take you back now. You are worthless to them. You are mine now"

She doesn’t even attempt to reply.

>Gain .5 Insight

You continue to torture her, but it doesn’t take long. Her body was weak and already near breaking and the only reason her mind lasted as long as it did was her faith in her “mission”. She was not fighting for herself, but for her family and queen and country, and once you convinced her that they had turned away from her she had nothing left. By sunrise she is broken.
>(3/3)

Exhausted, you leave her tied to the board and return to the captains office. You fall asleep in the chair.

>>33010647
>>33010609
I can't wait until Biology 2, and then we can turn the sensitivity up to 20.

Ok guys, taking a short break for food and stuff. What do you want to do when you wake up? I'll also answer some short questions when I get back.

>>33010769
I want to drag the girl around with us as we do business.
Preferably breaking her more by having her nude or skimpy dressed the entire time, but that's optional.

I think we should visit the guard captain first, after all he didn't give us any sort of reply.

>>33010769
Maybe get the governor in order?

>>33010769
Probably work on integrating the Nomads into the city? Maybe house them outside the city bu bring supplies and medicine out. Keeping them out mostly to avoid "domestication", we want them to stay independent, skilled horsemen.

>>33010769
Dammit. Is there an add-on that makes this whole thing easier to manage?

>>33010826
4chan X.

>>33010769
Let's get Bio 2, then reinforce the town guard with a weak aspect of Bio 1

Then make everyone agree that the best path is to slaughter the nomads.

>>33010647
Gut her like a trout

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>>33010647
Get our horsemen squared away with supplies, upgrade to Bio 2, upgrade our experienced soldiers.

>>33010769
I want to use BIO 2, to minorly upgrade the Captain. Will probably get him more on our side

>>33010919
>>33010818
These, but start with the Captain. Show him the power we can grant.

>>33010914
Why, we spent the time to break her first?

>>33010951
Makes it more fun to kill her when she is willing to do anything for us. I bet the little slut will get off to seeing her own intestines.

>>33010972
>No “being a dick to random people”
See: OP's post

>>33010972
>I bet the little slut will get off to seeing her own intestines.
I sincerely doubt that.

>>33010972
Oh you. Just seems wasteful, we can still learn more from her.

Make Eshete a comfort woman for your soldiers.

>>33010992
She is far from random.
>>33010993
Let me have this, dammit. No other quest will come even remotely close to letting me have this.

>>33011031
That makes even smaller sense.

>>33011054
>Let me have this, dammit. No other quest will come even remotely close to letting me have this.
Do it with someone more disposable.
Honestly, she's the only person from a goddamn nation with power armor, we need to know more.

Gouge out Eshetes eyes

>>33011096
no. Christ.

>>33011093
Use the power armor to fuck her in half, then.

>>33011129
Seriously shut up.

>>33011096
I was actually thinking of the opposite when we buy Bio 2, especially if we're going for >>33010801 's
>I want to drag the girl around with us as we do business.
>Preferably breaking her more by having her nude or skimpy dressed the entire time, but that's optional.
Simply because if we make her an exhibitionist with a super-heightened sense of perception, we can actually have the starts of a proper bodyguard that's exceedingly perceptive.

>>33011129
>Kill her because no real reason!
>But we need the things she has while she's alive!
>Okay, lets kill her in a different way!
Dude.
What?

>>33011128
I veto this veto

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This quest is going down the drain fast. What the fuck, anons

>>33011096
Seconding

>>33010972
>>33011096
I'd be cool with this as long as we find out where she got her tech armor first.

Also back me up on slaughtering the nomads.

>>33011096

Snapple evolved apparently

>>33011184
There's one asshole who really wants to kill her for some reason. Alternatively, people are deliberately trying to be self destructive because this quest offends them

>>33011195
>Also back me up on slaughtering the nomads.
There's no fucking point as of yet.
>I'd be cool with this as long as we find out where she got her tech armor first.
We already know who and where.
We also need to know what they're capable of, how their strategists work, why they're in this town, there's too many reason to keep us from killing her.

>>33011096
>>33011129
>>33011054
>>33011190
All probably the same guy OP, just in case you're counting those votes :/

Let's just deal with our underlings, get the city running, and snap the Captain out of his funk.

>>33011195
No

>>33011206
Okay fuck you, I was the one voting for that in that thread and it was not for lolsorandom reasons

>>33011096
Im against this we have already broken her and she can be of use

Back. Writing

>>33011195
Seconding nomad slaughter, so long as its sexual.

>>33011195
>>33011275
I'm cool with this

>>33011275
>>33011298
stop it, it stopped being funny a long time ago.

You awake as the sun shines in to the window. You feel energized and rested. Your entertainment last night has you in a wonderful mood.

You sit up from the chair that you fell asleep in and stretch. It is late in the afternoon. You must have slept through most of the day. You need to decide on how to deal with the tribe quickly. If they are still waiting on your signal they will have grown impatient. They also don't have much food left, and the more desperate they grow the more likely they are to just attack. You summon Captain Palm to you to devise a plan.

"Sir, I would like to apologize for my behavior before. That riot was too close to an actual battle, and I haven't had one of those in a long time. In my defense, nothing I said was untrue. You have your work cut out for you. I will follow you." He looks like a man who has found a second life. He is about 40 winters old, but before he looked almost sixty. His features were hard and worn. Now he is almost beaming. It seems as if he has found a reason to live again.

After briefly telling him the situation he offers his input.
>(1/2)

>>33011365
“So they will obey you, but how far? The plan they agreed to was to attack us, and to me it seems like they just sent you in first and are waiting to see what happens. The way I see things is we have two options.” He holds up his hand with the pointer finger out. “One: you head there on a cart full of provisions and equipment and tell them that they are part of our little army here. Two is you head out with the army behind and we put them down.”

He shrugs his shoulders and sighs. “Either way, those savages aren't useful in a pitched battle or any sort of defense, but they do know how to ride far with those bows while living off the land. On the other hand slaughtering some savages and having some fun with their women would give our soldiers some actual experience and a massive moral boost. Fucking Bishop keeps kicking the whores out. Some of the men haven’t gotten their dicks wet in months…”

As he finishes his sentence there is a knock on the door. A second later it is opened a crack and you see the unique little eyes of Count Biot. You didn't hear him enter the building or climb up the stairs.

“M…m may I come in? I m…m…may have some valuable inp…p…put in this matter”

Palm looks at him and mutters “rodent” under his breath.
>(2/2)

>Come in, speak.
>You were not invited. Leave.
>[write in]

>>33011395
>>Come in, speak.

>>33011395
>Come in, speak.

>>33011395
>Come in, speak.

>>33011395
>Get in here maggot

>>33011395
>Come in, speak.

>>33011395
>Come in, speak
also mention he'll be executed accordingly if he eavesdrops on our conversations again

>>33011451
This

>>33011451
Seconding

>>33011395
>Come in, speak.

>>33011451
Works for me

>>33011451
Yes!

>>33011395
>>Come in, speak.

“Ah…yes. Thank you sirs? Sirs.” He states in his high pitched voice as he waddles into the rooms. “There is a way to let the soldiers …erh…have their fun… while avoiding any losssssses. There is a certain alc…chemical formula that will leave the savages passive and weak.”

“And where the fuck did you get that, and more importantly how much gold are you asking for it? Palm interjects, glaring at Biot.

“I would possibly be able, for one time only of course, to ab…b…bsorb the considerable material cost of the end…d…deavor.” Biot says, ignoring the first question. “B…b…but I would only ask that I were given a ‘table to s…sit at…’” he pauses while he thinks. “I mean a ‘seat at the table’ in fut…ture matters.”

>Expanding our forces takes priority. Load up a cart of supplies and equipment for them.
>The soldiers need a taste for blood and pillage. Have them mobilize.
>Biot, load up a cart with your tainted supplies. Palm, have your soldiers mobilize discretely. Lets give them a taste of easy victory.

>>33011587
>You fool, you were supposed to be sitting here anyway!


>>Expanding our forces takes priority. Load up a cart of supplies and equipment for them.
And why?
Because if they object we can personally slaughter them with magic.

>>33011587
>Biot, load up a cart with your tainted supplies. Palm, have your soldiers mobilize discretely. Lets give them a taste of easy victory.

>>33011587
>The soldiers need a taste for blood and pillage. Have them mobilize.

+ experience and loyalty for soldiers
+ power for us
- annoying needy tribespeople

seriously guys, this is the way to go
just tell the soldiers that woman we scarred is to be captured alive

>>33011587
>Expanding our forces takes priority. Load up a cart of supplies and equipment for them.

Save the chemical formula for future use

>>33011587
>Expanding our forces takes priority. Load up a cart of supplies and equipment for them.
They will have the chance to spill blood later

>>33011587
Find out more about this formula; it will be useful.

I would suggest we give them the supplies and inform them they are part of the army; we can always do with more fodder.

>>33011614
This.

Biot has good ideas and we shouldn't kill them yet.

>>33011614
>>33011662
>>33011645
>>33011643
Supporting

>>33011587
>>Expanding our forces takes priority. Load up a cart of supplies and equipment for them.

Having outriders and scouts is important.

>>33011587
Mike, can we also tell him what we learned from our spy?

>>33011587
>Expanding our forces takes priority. Load up a cart of supplies and equipment for them.

As much as I would like to hear the wails of the tribeswomen as they're claimed by our soldiers, we can always hunt the other steppe tribes down instead. Plus, deceit is a weakling's weapon.

>>33011739
Yes, but it a later scene. Make sure to remind me.

>Expanding our forces takes priority. Load up a cart of supplies and equipment for them.
Writing.

>>33011746
Why not just claim all the women ourselves?
Or make one of our sons into some sort of tentacle beast.

>>33011770
>Why not just claim all the women ourselves?
Morale.

>>33011767
Mike, could you perhaps get ref pics for characters?

>>33011849
I think being blessed with a super-human body and keeping their own wives is good enough.

Not to mention, the tribal women are pretty tough.

>>33011898
Soldiers traditionally get rewarded for service with precious metals, jewelry, alcohol, and rape.

>>33011935
>>33011898
yep
whats that famous quote from a king?
he got told a city would surrender willingly as long as his soldiers didn't loot it, and he was all like "yo these guys ain't fighting for me for the slave wage I pay them"

>>33011935
Soldiers traditionally aren't led by a god who blesses them with prime human abilities either.

“Expanding our forces takes priority. The Korovians are possibly looking for a weak point and I don’t want to be the first place they attack. Palm, load up some carts of supplies and equipment. Biot, start thinking on ways to intergerate them, or at least keep the people from rioting again when they learn the news. I will deal with convincing the tribals.”

Palm stands and walks out without another word. You sense that he doesn’t quite agree with your decision, but that he also welcomes the additional forces under his command. Biot seems upset but hides it well. He is not looking forward to dealing with this “cultural exchange”.

In the morning the carts are loaded up. You take a couple of the most loyal and disciplined cavalry with you as you lead the caravan to where the tribe’s camp was. The soldiers are disciplined but worried. There are less than twenty of them and they are all that is between the tribal and a feast.

Your eyes spot a tribal scout off in the distance. As he approaches you see that it is Lenka, the tribe’s best warrior. You bested him when you first displayed your power to the tribe, and now he comes to meet you on the field alone.
>(1/2)

>>33011964

Yeah, nah, keeping your army happy and eager to fight is essential no matter who you are.

You want soldiers who are willing to die for you and one of the most effective ways to do it is to appeal to their material and base desires.

>>33012011
When we're a god that rewards success with becoming a superhuman Demi-god who gains those rewards?
I think not.

>>33012011
Fear is an excellent motivator, but we could have the tribe indicate their rivals to us. Go on a mission of extermination to stop all future raids of the city, help unite the soldiers and tribe warriors in a bond of blood and sharpen their teeth. Plus, rape and gold.

Or, we do the same with nearby towns. It matters not.

I move we invest one Insight in tech, push Bio to 2 and save the remaining 1.5 points.

>>33012044
K
if the town ever rebels though, just remember
you could have prevented this

>>33012044
Superhumans still have needs and wants once the initial flush of victory wears off.

>>33012044

Even superhuman demi-gods want plunder and booty.

People don't have a set level of happiness. They always want more, and if giving them more makes them more effective on the battlefield, it makes sense to give them what they want.

>>33012080
If they rebel then we gain more power through slaughtering them.

>>33011989

The soldiers are obviously worried by his presence as he approaches, but they stand their ground.

“It seems you have a great many tricks spirit. You leave to destroy the town and return carrying goods and guarded by the towns own guard?”

“Lanfield is now under my control.” You yell to him. He is close but far enough away that if your soldiers charged him he would have time to run. “The food is for my people. There is no need for death today, as the soldiers you die to will now fight with you.”

“Those tin men should leave” he yells back to you. “The chiefs need to hear this themselves. They will not believe me.”
>(2/2)

>have the soldiers return, leave the cart here to be picked up later, follow Lenka to the chiefs.
>wait, demand the chiefs meet you here.
>[other]

>>33012097
>>33012084
That's what I'm saying.
The better you perform, the stronger and more rewarded you are.
Soldier = nothing
Superhuman = slight rewards
Demigod = Good rewards

>>33012044
What do they get to do with superhuman demi-godhood? Have lots of sex? Become rich? No, because they can't rape and loot because you're being a selfish twat.

>>33012137
>Soldiers can leave
>Wait with the food
No need to antagonise them with the soldiers around, but we don't want to seem weak.

>>33012137
>wait, demand the chiefs meet you here.

>>33012110
Yeah I doubt we can solo 300 dudes yet
Also, now is the time you want to kill our own forces? Even the better forces? I don't get you anon. I hope you make better real life decisions than this.

>>33012137
>>33012174

This

>>33012137
>have the soldiers follow hidden from sight, leave the cart here to be picked up later, follow Lenka to the chiefs.

I suspect a trap

>>33012174
Agreed, we aren't here to bow to the chiefs' whims, but we don't need to cause trouble for ourselves either.

>>33012137
You will not tell me what 'should' be, warrior. We meet together.

>>33011886
Will do.

>>33012179
Not all 300 will rebel at once.
And you talk to me about morale but ignore the effects of fighting a godlike figure yourself?
A man throwing thunderbolts and fireballs magically will scare the shit out of people, especially untrained peasants

>>33012241
No, all 300 will rebel at once. That's how rebellions work.
>obviously not all 300 but a definite majority

And even if we have scary magic we're still one guy. Morale will only go so far in those odds.

So we should have the troops wait out of sight, as the chiefs come to us.

>>33012302
But, no it fucking isn't.
There are loyalists in most rebellions, a 100% rebellion is fucking unheard of

>>33012241
>>33012302

Focus on external enemies and not internal enemies. Keep your own forces relatively happy because that makes you stronger and capable of greater conquests in the future.

Even if you prevail in a rebellion, that makes you look weak and it's an overall setback because you could have been killing your opponents instead, not your own forces.

>>33012137
Chiefs meet us here. We are not subservient to them.

With 2 Bio and 2 Magic, it shall be easy.

You order the soldiers to leave. There is a mix between reluctance to leave you and the supplies and eagerness to return to safety. They obey and gallop off in formation.

“The chiefs will meet me here.” You yell to him. You are the leader of the tribe, not them, and you will let them dictate every term. Especially when you bring the supplies they will die without.

Lenka acknowledges you and rides back to the tree line. You wait as he leaves, thinking about the chiefs next move. If they decide to attack you now with the entire tribe you may not survive. You can kill many of them, but 100 soldiers could eventually overwhelm you. You hope that the chiefs are still loyal to you. If not this could get messy.

You hear them before you see them. The entire fighting force of the tribe is riding toward you from the tree line.
>(1/2)

>>33012378
you don't have Bio 2 yet, just Bio 1 with 2 unspent insight.

>>33012174
This.
Also, buy bio2 already.

>>33012396
Stop.
Cast a thunderbolt in front of where the tribal warriors are advancing from.

>>33012354
>ignoring the greentext
Lose the colorblind

And this won't be a standard rebellion because most commanders aren't retarded enough to say no raping in a medieval setting

seriously, you go for this, expect to be ignored at best, and killed by our own forces at worst.

Having to kill loyal followers, even if it gains us power, is still awful because it would be much better to kill our enemies and gain power from them. Plus with no minions we can't keep the level of control we want over this town.

>>33012396
BUY 2 BIO. BUY IT, YOU SLUT.

>>33012437
Make it a warning shot to remind them of our power.

>>33012464
>>33012437
This.
Warning shot.

>>33012396
At first you consider fleeing. You will not risk yourself in a foolish battle with little to gain. As you start to turn your horse around you spot monifa near the front of the crowd. You decide to face them have your horse slowly trot toward them. The Majority of the force slows and then stops while eight of them keep riding quickly toward you. Both chiefs, Monifa, and the six guards you recognize from the tent are among them.

They meet you halfway between the horsmen and the cart. Monifa rides over to you and turns her horse to face them. She has healed quickly. She gives you a curious glance before looking back at the chiefs. You haven't ever seen her look anyone in the eye before, but now she is staring down the chiefs along with you. She is mostly naked, displaying the scars you gave her with pride and confidence. The seven of them are arranged in a half-circle around you and Monifa.

The war chief speaks first, eyeing you with suspicion. "We waited a whole day and the signal never came. Now you come with soldiers and supplies. The plan has changed?" He states, leaving the question in the air.

The peace chief speaks up before you do. "Lenka told us, but we must hear it from you."

>The town is mine, and so is your tribe. Your forces will join theirs under my control.
>I have conquered the town and brought you supplies. I will need your support in the coming battles.
>This food is a gift. Leave this land.

>>33012602
>sorry for slow posting. Alcohol is making this really fun but a little slow.

>>33012602
>will need your support
give them a chance to volunteer before we force them or kill them

>>33012602
>I have conquered it by myself, but in accordance to our plan, I have brought you good
>Your actions are your own, stay under me and I will use you in further fights
>If not, then I suggest you make plans to leave, this area will be tempered by war and glory

>>33012602
>The town is mine, and so is your tribe. Your forces will join theirs under my control.

>>33012602
>The town is mine, and so is your tribe. Your forces will join theirs under my control.

>>33012640
Or this.

>>33012640
Brought you food.
Fuck.

>>33012640
This.

>>33012640
Seems like the best option.
No threats, reasonably diplomatic

“I have conquered Lanfield myself, without your aid. Yet still I bring you food and weapons. Your actions are you own. You can stay loyal to me and I will use you in the wars to come, or you can leave before this land is tempered by war and glory.”

The peace chief replies. “You lay our salvation at our feet then release us from your debt?” he says, almost disbelieving.

The war chief replies. “You will have our strength when you desire it. Forever.”

Even the two chiefs look hungry. The horsemen ride around you and toward the caravan, verifying its contents and taking it back to the tribe. After some discussion you reach a plan. There is far too much aggression between the tribe and the people, and the tribe’s nomadic cuture requires them to not stay in town. They will remain nearby, and not attack the town or caravans that pass through. In return, the town will supply them with food and when you require their aid Monifa will ride out to deliver the message to them.

You leave them as they take the goods back to their camp. Monifa follows you on her horse.

>>33012855
>talk to her[write in]
>return to Lanfield.

>>33012881
>talk to her[write in]
Ask about that newfound respect she seems to have

>>33012855
"Montifa, how are your wounds?"

And a little later "I require a service from you, there is a girl inside the town who I have claimed, however she has taken the process a little harder than you did, I want for you to try and help her."
That being said, we should take these two with us at every point anyway.

>>33012881

"There is a hunger in you that was not there when I rode to Lanfield. Tell me what happened to the whipped mare I claimed so recentl.""

Did the quest suddenly lose popularity or something?

>>33012928
I'm laughing so hard at you right now.

>>33013003
What?
I didn't realise I became a comedian overnight

>>33013017
The guy is an evil overlord who just waterboarded someone last night and your post seems a little beta compared to that and the other content normally presented in these threads.

>>33013062
You can't be evil 24/7, look at what happened with >>33012855
Hit a sword too much, too hard in the forging process and it will break.

>>33013062
And now you're the one getting laughed at.

>>33012855
>Speak to her.
>Nod at her.
"You have gained strength from your pain. That is good, I would have accepted nothing else. It is a lesson I will teach often; when pain comes, one either grows strong, or breaks."

“You looked them in the eyes.” You comment. “"There is a hunger in you that was not there when I rode to Lanfield. Tell me what happened to the whipped mare I claimed so recently.""

Puzzled, she hesitates a moment before responding. “Women are not allowed to interfere in men’s affairs. They were talking about you, they thought of betraying you. I challenged them and called them cowards. Lenka almost struck me, but wouldn't dare. My body was a reminder of your power after you left.” She smiles. “I had never seen a man stare at me with fear before. Your mare made the colts fearful for your return."

So the chiefs were having second thought. It is good that you delivered the supplies when you did. Any longer and they would have probably abandoned support for you. Now you have dashed any doubt from their minds.

The last time you saw here she was covered in bandages and a muddy salve. Now she is almost naked on her horse, wearing nothing but a small loincloth and strapped sandals. Clothing was not exactly "in fashion" in the tribe, but she is wearing much less that the other women you saw. Her body pleases you.

>make her cover herself as you approach town.
>display her
>[other]

>>33013134
"The mortals in this village like to cover themselves with clothes, it is your choice whether you clothe yourself or not, I trust you enough to make choice on your own now"

>>33013062
Almost, but the main kicker is that we wantonly inflicted the wounds ourselves with malice. Making it even funnier.

>>33013104
We weren't coddling them, we gave them a choice after settling a deal we made. "Stay and be great, or leave" Being kind to a girl who has taken pride in her wounds as a badge of honour, asking her if they're okay will only make her lose the respect she has for us.

>>33013106
I'm not that guy, and I'm still laughing.

>>33013106
Not really, I agree with him somewhat. The wording of that post was a little to "nice" for the MC. Even if the reasoning is sound, he really has no reason to show the knight compassion when she broke and Monifa didn't.

>>33013134
Show her off. Show the townsfolk we have the barbarians under our complete control.

>>33013134
>display her

We rule this shithole.

>>33013162
I suppose the wounds thing was a little bit of a strange one, I'll admit that wasn't exactly the best starting comment, I was more focusing on the second topic at any rate

>>33013150
She's proven herself a good girl, she can make her own choices

>>33013184
I'm not sure what you're intending to happen will happen.

>>33013134
"Your loyalty, your strength, has earned you choice. The townsmen cover themselves in shame, while you display proudly what my power has wrought. Will you cloak yourself in cloth to mingle, or wear your scars in the sunlight at risk of violence and ridicule?"

>>33013264
You enter Lanfield with Monifa just behind you. You didn’t command her to cover herself and she prefers to display herself. She obviously takes great pride in her newly marked body. People stare at her and you. One man even tries to approach her. His smoldering corpse shows the others what happens when someone trespasses on your property.

The last few days have been hard, but you have suceded. You have established a base of power and maintained control over both the tribe and the town. You return to the military HQ were the captain’s office is located and demand better accommodations. A soldier informs you that the Bishop has given his home to you. You lead Monifa there. The house is simple but well made. It is decorated with various religious and symbolic images. You explore the downstairs while Monifa head upstairs.

As you retire to your room you notice that Eshete has been brought here. It must have been one of the acolytes under Bishop Kenneth. You wonder why a “holy” man would bound and send an obviously tortured and raped women to your private room. You will talk to him later about it.

Eshete is sitting in the fetal position with her hands bound behind her back. She is sitting on the floor and leaning against the wall. Her face is blank and her stare is unfocused and unchanging. Kneeling nearby her and examining her like a child would a strange bug is Monifa. Monifa turns to look at you as you close the door, then looks back at Eshete.

“What is she?” Monifa asks slyly.

>A toy.
>A slave.
>A present.

>>33013150
>>33013264
This.
Leaning the second one because it's far more commanding

>>33013134
>>display her

>>33013134
Display her like the plaything she is. Oh, also, inform her of our other bitch. I wonder how she'll react.

>>33013306
>>A slave.

>>33013306
>She's a converted enemy
>We need to get more information out of her

>>33013306
A toy.

>>33013306
>A slave.
>A present.
Why not both?

>>33013332
This.
I don't see any reasoning behind making her simply a toy, she should be out there in that power armour fighting like everyone else

>>33013306
>A present.
"You have but to claim her. A reward for your loyalty"

>>33013361
Toys can be soldiers too anon. This merely shows where she is on the pecking order.

>>33013306
All three?

>>33013306
A slave.

>>33013306
>Not a fetish option

>>33013306
>Trash. I've taken everything I need from her. You can have it if you want.

>>33013373
If so, then she should be above Monifa, simply because of her combat prowess.

>>33013306
>A present

And a broken toy. All Monifa has to do is claim her and rebuild her. She's no use to us the way she is now.

>>33013306
>A present

>>33013408
>A present and a challenge

>>33013382
>>33013361
>>33013332
Try not to get too fetishy OP.
Supporting these

>>33013306
Slave. Monifa is our bitch as much as Eshete is; there's no point in giving her a slave.

>>33013306
>A present.

>>33013408
I suppose going this route would be best, we could hardly call it a present though.

>>33013439
>>33013408
>>33013332
Mix these three together and we have a perfect response

>>33013332
This + Slave
Not a present for fuck's sake

>>33013460
>>33013463
These anons have it

>>33013306
>>33013332

Supporting this

>>33013349

Changing vote from this to these >>33013479 >>33013460

“She is my slave. She attacked me when I arrived andI defeated and claimed her.” Your reply piques Monifa’s interest. “I plan to extract more information from her, and to use her for my pleasure.”

“You did this to her.” Monifa states. It wasn’t a question, more of a comment as if she just realized this. “She doesn’t seem like a very good slave.” She continues as she brings up a finger and gently pokes Eshete in the temple. Eshete doesn’t respond.

“I can fix her.” She says proudly, looking to you for approval. “My mother taught me how.”

>Do that.
>I like her how she is.
>What did you mother teach you?
>[write in]

>>33013463
>>33013460
Here we go, a useful and not fetishialized result

>>33013510
>>Do that.

>>33013510
>Do it
>We need the information from her
>Ask what her mother taught

>>33013510
>Do that.
>What did you mother teach you?

>>33013510
What did your mother teach you?

Do that

>>33013510
>What did you mother teach you?

>>33013593
"What did you mother teach you?

“My mother was a shaman. She was important in the tribe before the other tribes pushed us north. The chiefs said the other tribes were beneath us, and would not ally with them. My mother told them they were wrong, and they exiled her.” She pauses for a bit. “The chiefs…my father…the others….They chose their death. My mother was wise in the ways of the world. She taught the secrets of the herbs and the the stars and…” again she pauses for a bit, looking at you with a slight grind on her face. “The secrets of being woman. I can teach that dead fish how to be a woman.” She finishes, referring to Eshete.

"Do that. She isn't useful as she is now"

>Fuck Monifa(rough)
>Sex Monifa(gentle)
>Sleep (gaaaaay)

>>33013653
>Sleep
Everyone's a little gay

>>33013653
>You will teach that to her too
>Fuck, roughly but not "Burn complex patterns into her skin" rough

>>33013653
>Fuck Monifa

>>33013653
Fuck Monifa

>>33013653
Can we fuck infront of Eshete? That should be fun

>>33013653
>Sex Monifa(gentle)

>>33013653
Fuck gently, but in front of Eshete (unless that interferes with Monifa's "teaching")

>>33013653
It's great that that's a xategory of rough now. "I fucked her so hard she looked like an Escher drawing!"
>>33013678
>Fuck her.

>>33013653
>Fuck Monifa(rough)

>>33013653
Gently

You slowly walk toward her while reaching to take off your clothing. Monifa quickly stands up and move over to you. “Let me.” She says in a quiet voice as she reaches for you. She slowly takes your clothing off and brings you over to the bed in the corner of the room. Her hands explore your body as you lay down, searching for aches or knots in your muscles.

“You heal quickly” she quietly comments.

“So do you” you reply, referring to her body.

“The pain lasted only a day.” She says, stretching her arms before her. Her gaze passes from her arms to her breasts, to her stomach and finally to her thighs. She smiles as she examines the lines you burned into her skin. The scars are perfectly uniform in width, flowing along her entire body in an intricate pattern. They seem to accent her body, drawing your view to her eyes, her nipples, her navel, and her groin.

“At first I thought you ruined me, and that old crone acted as if I had been skinned alive. It wasn't until I peeled off the bandages did I see how beautiful you made me.” She smiles, staring into your eyes. “The other women were green with envy. All of the men wanted me but didn't dare.”

“I marked you as mine”

“They are all yours mylord….The world is yours.” as she lowers her face. You let out a sigh as she begins to massage your testicles with her lips and tongue. She slowly moves her tongue up your cock until she reaches it’s head. She playfully licks it a few times before taking you in her mouth and pushing her head back down. You feel as she pushes you past her molars and down her throat. When her lips reach the base of your cock she sticks her tongue out and flicks it’s tip against your balls.
>(1/2)

>>33013816
You reach down and grip her hair. She only struggles a little bit as you begin to force her up and down on your cock. Her throat is tight and hot, and you can feel her squeeze you as you enter. Each time she reaches your base she flicks her tongue against your balls, Each time you pull her up you feel her swallow around you as your cock leaves her throat.

She is very skilled, but her skill pales compared to her enthusiasm and eagerness. Skill and technique can be taught, but you remember that even the best students could never show desire as Monifa is now. She would die for you if you desired it. She doesn't fight you as you force her head up and down. You have to make sure to hold her up long enough for her to breathe.

As the pressure builds in your balls you quicken you pace, finally pushing down and holding her on you as you cum deep in the throat. After you release her she gets up and lays next to you on the bed, warming you skin with hers. You can feel her desire and the heat between her legs but she doesn’t pleasure herself or ask you to. She will abstain until you decide she should feel pleasure.
>(2/2)

>make her cum.
>sleep
(after this we will vote on powers)

>>33013837
She deserves a reward