>>35571075
“Urist? Earth to Urist? How’s it hanging?” Ester shakes you a little. She’s holding you up by the armpits like some sort of abnormally long cat, so the rest of your body wobbles. “You’ve been legendarily quiet- wait, how many beers have you /had/?”

Alright, nah. If you really were in Hell, there wouldn't be any alcohol here. You mention as much to Ester, and she eyes you for a moment.

“Man, Urist, you’re kinda weird,” says the girl who apparently collects little sisters and abuses the word “legendary” like she’s trying to overuse it into oblivion. “But in a good way!”

You've just finished registering with the International Guild in Lowee. This is the worldwide organization that takes in quests, organizes them by nation, and dispenses them to adventurers. According to them, completed quests lead to happy civilians, happy civilians lead to increased shares for (and/or faith in) their nation, and shares are the power source for a nation’s CPU goddess.

(Cont.)

>>35571088
… after five straight minutes of dealing with your repeated “but how does that WORK” and incessant drinking in the face of confusion, the local Guild’s receptionist gave up and broke it down to you using a simpler analogy. Assuming that nations are video game consoles and adventurers are software (although that’s just silly), software boosts peoples’ fun; the more fun those people are having, the stronger that console becomes. That’s pretty much it.

Gamindustri is a strange, strange place that you don’t even pretend to understand anymore. More to the point, you’re no longer an identity-less freelancer: you’re a bonafide card-carrying adventurer now, registered in the system and primed to be more or less respectable.

So what’s your first order of business?

[ ] [GUILD] Hanging around the Guild a bit more might give you some answers, or put you back in touch with some of your friends!
[ ] [SHOPPING] You’re (relatively) filthy stinking rich! You oughta buy all sorts of cool shit to play with!
[ ] [CATGIRL] You don’t know if you should put it off any longer. Hopefully, her brush with the quantum stockpile hasn't left her spitting mad.
[ ] [PARTY CHAT] Seriously, what was up with that fight back there? What the hell happened?
[ ] [WRITE-IN]

>>35571122
[ ] [DRINK] There's so such thing as too much drinking.

>>35571122
>CATGIRL
If there are two things that are problems waiting to happen, they're cats and stockpiles.

>>35571158
no such*

I swear I'm sober by the way.

>>35571122
>[x] [GUILD] Demand a list of guild-privileges, inquire as to the availability of free beer in guild-halls.

>>35571122
>[X] [CATGIRL] You don’t know if you should put it off any longer. Hopefully, her brush with the quantum stockpile hasn't left her spitting mad.

>>35571122
>[X] [CATGIRL] You don’t know if you should put it off any longer. Hopefully, her brush with the quantum stockpile hasn't left her spitting mad.

>>35571122
[ ] [DRINK] There's no such thing as too much drinking
[ ] [SHOPPING] You're (relatively) filthy stinking rich! You oughta buy all sorts of cool booze to drink!

>>35571122
>[ ] [CATGIRL] You don’t know if you should put it off any longer. Hopefully, her brush with the quantum stockpile hasn't left her spitting mad.
Ey yo, Monhun-chan are you alright?

>>35571122
>[ ] [DRINK] There's so such thing as too much drinking.
>[ ] [CATGIRL] You don’t know if you should put it off any longer. Hopefully, her brush with the quantum stockpile hasn't left her spitting mad.

>>35571257
We should take her drinking as an apology.

>>35571122
>[ ] [CATGIRL] You don’t know if you should put it off any longer. Hopefully, her brush with the quantum stockpile hasn't left her spitting mad.

>>35571122
>[ ] [CATGIRL] You don’t know if you should put it off any longer. Hopefully, her brush with the quantum stockpile hasn't left her spitting mad.
>[ ] [WRITE-IN]
ask about the existance of magical flasks that refill infinitely. Go on a quest to acquire one. Put the best quality beer you can in it.

>>35571122
>[ ] [CATGIRL]

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>>35571122
>[X] [CATGIRL]
>[X] [DRINK]

First things first, you've been putting off something very, very important. Something that you probably should have taken care of immediately after going to the Basilicom. Something that could have dire consequences for you and your friends if you continue to leave it be.

"Ooh!" Ester lifts you up further, poking her head around to glance at you. "You're sounding super responsible all of a sudden, Urist! But you're right, we really have to go check on that catgirl we left at the inn!"

What? Oh. Yeah, that's important, too, but you were really talking about getting shitfaced as soon as possible.

The Dragon Warrior (finally!) puts you down and crosses her arms, eyeing you a bit sternly. Or trying to, anyway. "Where do you PUT all of that alcohol, anyway? You made the receptionist back there think you have a legendary drinking problem!"

You cut Ester off with a wave of your XXglovedXX hand. No, seriously, you're a /dwarf/. The only drinking problem dwarves have is that there never seems to be enough beer to go around. The beer should have more inn, right?

"Huh? Oh, you mean-"

S-Shut up! She knows exactly what you mean! You start walking off without waiting for an answer, ignoring Ester running to catch up, and your face turns a bit red. Motherfucker. THIS is why you try to stay as boozed up as possible.

(Cont.)

>>35571609
Once you reach the inn and get all your flasks refilled (Lowee's mushroom-based alcohol isn't the /best/, but it's as close to cave-brewed dwarfahol as you'll get), the two of you make a beeline for the room you'd rented, containing one catgirl that you knocked out. It also contains a gigantic dragon corpse, impossibly crammed into a tiny 1x1 square space thanks to the law of dwarven stockpiles. You have it on good faith that staring at it for too long could drive people insane.

You eye the door warily. The room beyond is dead silent, and that's kind of got you worri-

ROLL d20! (dice+1d20 in the email field)
Taking the best of three! DC: None; range of results, the higher the better

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>35571632

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>35571632

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>35571632
Let's see

>>35571632
aw sh-
>>35571643
>>35571646
Oh. Okay then.

>>35571643
Super good

>>35571643
Awww yeeee

>>35571643
>>35571646

Thank god, this probably means the catgirl hasn't started self-replicating.

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>>35571643
but- i-

okay, writing!!

>>35571434
But booze doesn't have quality modifier, anon. Real dwarfs just don't care.

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>>35571700
Except you know for you it's like the millionth or so.

>your XXglovedXX hand.

Next thing to do is get that replaced. A bit more wear and tear, and we might end up with a NAKED HAND.

>>35571706
>Real dwarves don't care about the booze's quality
sacrilige
real dwarves wouldn't turn down booze even if its low quality, because low quality is better than sobriety
but they sure as hell care about the quality, its why they brew the best booze in the world

>>35572080
Dwarves always take the best alcohol available to them.

>>35572080
This begs the question. Which nation in this world has the best alcohol?

>>35572113
Clearly we need to go on a journey and find out.

Afterwards we of course discover that its the stuff we brew once we get our own fortress.

>>35572113
I actually haven't been around the world...or anywhere except for three states and a brief foray into canada when I was four. But it's definitely not american. That stuff is carbonated piss.

with a small amount of alcohol in it

>>35571632
>20

Deep within your heart, you were prepared for the absolute worst-case scenarios. Like, you thought you'd open the door and get violently mauled by a catgirl driven insane by the quantum stockpile. Or you'd open the door and get violently mauled by a catgirl who's frothing mad because you knocked her out with a combination of bad hygiene and alcohol. Or you'd open a door and get violently mauled by a catgirl who somehow figured out that you'd been carrying enough Sharicite to get rich a trillion times over. (You have a tendency to fear for the worst, because that's pretty much your average day on worlds created by Armok.)

Instead, you nearly have a goddamn heart attack when you suddenly hear music start to play.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jn0nLObA2HE

(Cont.)

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>>35572185
After a few moments of staring around wildly with your crossbow held out, you throw open the door just in time to see the catgirl- did she make a goddamn campfire in the middle of the room!?- lift a giant hunk of sizzling meat over her head and yell "Well-done!!" For a moment, you could even swear that angels descended from the heavens for a moment to celebrate this with fanfare and confetti.

Well, to be fair, that IS some really damn-good looking bone-in-steak. You glance over to the side of the room- the dragon corpse is gone, replaced by some pretty expertly butchered and quartered sides of meat. She's even got a good start with the leather and other miscellaneous parts, having begun carefully arranging them all in distinct piles like she's going to make use of EVERYTHING.

"Ahahah... hey, you're awake!" Ester edges into the room and waves cheerfully. You've never been more thankful for her impenetrable grin than you are now- she'll totally help smooth things over.

As she continues talking, you silently thank Armok that the catgirl isn't insane or enraged or-

"Ah! It's you!" You focus back down on the catgirl just in time to see her point an accusing finger at you, scowling in anger. "The smelly midget!"

... you take that back. Ooh, you're going to get along with this girl like a house on goddamn /fire/.

[ ] [AGGRESS] Those are fighting words! You're not taking that from a pair of cat leather gloves just waiting to be made!
[ ] [CALM DOWN] Play it cool, you're not here to fight. You're not going to get suckered into a pointless fight with a pair of cat leather gloves just waiting to be made.
[ ] [TALK SHOP] You're a pretty good butcher/tanner yourself. Offer her a hand.
[ ] [BEER] Offer her alcohol. That totally shut her up last time.
[ ] [WRITE-IN]

>>35572207
[ ] [TALK SHOP] You're a pretty good butcher/tanner yourself. Offer her a hand.
[ ] [BEER] Offer her alcohol. That totally shut her up last time.

>>35572207
>[ ] [AGGRESS] Those are fighting words! You're not taking that from a pair of cat leather gloves just waiting to be made!
Urist is a dwarf, plus she took a bath sorta

>>35572207
[ ] [DRINK] Yeah, you're not drunk enough for this.
[ ] [TALK SHOP]You're a pretty good butcher/tanner yourself. Offer her a hand.

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That's pretty great with the music.

>>35572207
>[ ] [TALK SHOP] You're a pretty good butcher/tanner yourself. Offer her a hand.
Let us BOND.

I can't stop picturing Urist as Taiga from Toradora. It's the short and angry anime aesthetic.

>>35572207
[x] [TALK SHOP] You're a pretty good butcher/tanner yourself. Offer her a hand.
DRAGON LEATHER GLOVES
DRAGON LEATHER BOOTS
DRAGON LEATHER EVERYTHING

>>35572207
[ ] [TALK SHOP] You're a pretty good butcher/tanner yourself. Offer her a hand.
[ ] [BEER] Offer her alcohol. That totally shut her up last time.
We are as good at butchering as we are at engraving aren't we?

>>35572207
>[ ] [TALK SHOP] You're a pretty good butcher/tanner yourself. Offer her a hand.
>[ ] [BEER] Offer her alcohol. That totally shut her up last time.
We are a dwarf, killing stuff to eat is in our nature, like drinking and hating elves

>>35572207
>[TALK SHOP]
We can at least try to be cordial. Who knows, she might be helpful if we're ever taken by a mood.

>>35572207
>[x] [TALK SHOP] You're a pretty good butcher/tanner yourself. Offer her a hand.
>[x] [BEER] Offer her alcohol. That totally shut her up last time.

>>35572207
>[ ] [TALK SHOP] You're a pretty good butcher/tanner yourself. Offer her a hand.
>[ ] [BEER] Offer her alcohol. That totally shut her up last time.

>>35572207
>[ ] [TALK SHOP]

>>35572164
Was referring to the world of Gamindustri, not ours

>>35572164
Hey, microbrews and non mainstream beer is great. Could go for some spotted cow right about now actually.

>>35572391
Oh, well that's easy. Not!Sony is the easiest place to get good quality booze, but if you want a drink of legendary age, you have to go into the ruins of not!sega.

You can find some decent liquor in not!microsoft, if you know where to look.

>>35572453
Eh, I had a coors a friend brought over once, couldn't finish it. Went back to vodka in a heartbeat.

>>35572513
You aren't actually supposed to drink most American beer and enjoy it.

Coors however is an exceptionally piss-water variant.

See >>35572453
It's the microbrewers, the ones that actually give a shit about a taste that you want to try.

>>35572207
>[ ] [TALK SHOP]
>[ ] [CALM DOWN]

>>35572251
... huh, that's actually not that far off the mark, come to think of it.

>>35572488
>>35572113
And I think you guys just gave Urist a secondary quest to focus on!

>>35572207
>[ ] [WRITE-IN]
Dwarf, not midget

>>35572553
The guy got pissier than the beer when I told him how bad it was. He actually liked the stuff. "It's an acquired taste."

I miss him.

>>35572634
Just needs some braids, actually how long is her hair?

>>35572634
Its canon now!
Urist is now Taiga!

>>35572634
YES!
>mfw we go on a quest for a 'White Phial' of gamindustri and it constantly fills itself with the best quality booze we pour in it.

>>35572634
Now I'm not going to be able to here Urist voice as anything but Rie's raspy tsun tsun voice

>>35572652
That's what it is, it gets you drunk and you drink the kind you like the most, even if it isn't that good.

I can drink any of it, mostly because I more or less just chug it, but I prefer the darker more European like beers and hard alcohol for taste.

>>35572634
>>35572684
Honestly, finding a bottomless phial and putting top tier beer in it should be our PRIMARY quest.

for one thing, it would be more profitable for us than even the sharicite considering just how much of our money we spend on beer.

We might even be able to afford some proper armor for once.

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>>35572659
Pretty long! I imagine her braids reaching down most of her back.

>>35572693
>Urist's face when she can't escape the fact that even her goddamn voice is cute

>>35572207
>>35572648
>[TALK SHOP]
>[DWARF, NOT MIDGET]
unless we need to convince you with more alcohol.

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>>35572764
Braaaids!

>>35572513
>>35572553
I can't stand american beer. I literally refer to it as tasting like you're drinking warm tobacco chewer piss.
My favorite beer is Guinness, but I just love dark beers in general. In a mug with a nice head and a few friends drinking with you is amazing.

My friends and I also have a drink called "Falcon Punch" which is a 50/50 split of Gin and Everclear then lit on fire in a shotglass.

>>35572865
I can see why you call that "Falcon Punch", because that just sounds painful.

>>35572960
It gets you fucked up very quick.

>>35572207
>[X] [TALK SHOP]
>[X] [BEER]

With some effort, you force down your anger. As much as you hate to admit it, she kind of /does/ have a point, and you /did/ throw the first punch back when you first met. By weaponizing your bad hygiene.

You shake your head, your braids bobbing with the motion, and you're mostly calm again. It really helps that you're surrounded by the familiar and nostalgic scent of bloody meat and fresh kills, sent down to the butchery and tanner by industrious hunters (or by over-enthusiastic soldiers who spontaneously decide to chase emus all over the map, which is basically the same thing). You shoulder your crossbow and hold up your hands, palms up, and make your peace offering-

"N-No!" The catgirl goes from annoyed to worried, the fur on her tail fluffing out in distress. "I don't want anymore alcohol! I almost /died/!!"

... you sigh and make your OTHER peace offering, then. 'Cause really, you're impressed that she worked so fast on disassembling that dragon's corpse (for a non-dwarf, but it's probably better not to add that).

"Well... I've had practice." The catgirl seems to calm down from this, although she's still watching you warily. Ester, too; the Dragon Warrior quietly moves over to sit on the bed, watching you two like a schoolteacher keeping an eye on her star students. "Lots of practice. This is sorta what I do, y'know."

Hmm. Well, you could give her a hand with that. Seems fair and all, right?

Ah, there she goes again with that guarded, wary look. "Really? No, look, I don't wanna take up your time!"

(Cont.)

>>35572865
I've always wondered, is setting booze on fire good for a thing besides theatrics and the occasional singe?

>>35572990
I bet, but I'd like to stay awake for the party. I hope you only do it in like...one a night.

>>35573107
You get the feeling that she really doesn't want to spend more time around you than she has to, but you ignore the catgirl's protests and push past her. Seriously, this'll only take a few minutes. This is one of your areas of expertise, after all, you tell her as you proceed to break the nearby table into its component parts and reducing it to a simple log.

GODS, you wish you could do this sort of recycling in a normal fortress.

"What the- what are you doing!?" The catgirl stammers, her ears flattening against her skull. She's backing away from you like you just murdered a cat or something. Jeez. "You can't just break furniture like that for no reason!"

"I think she just did," Ester chuckles. "Don't worry! Breaking stuff's a pretty legendary tradition here in Lowee! It's usually vases and jugs, though-"

You pick up the log and clear away a space, getting to work immediately. Hey, c'mon. They've got to trust you for a moment here, alright? Let you do things YOUR way.

"I don't have any reason to trust you! You- wait, what are you-" The catgirl sits down heavily on the nearby chair, staring at your tanner's station with increasingly wide eyes. "H-how did you get those materials? Where did that tannin come from??"

You put a finger to your lips and shush her before taking your rightful place at your impromptu tanner's workshop. Sit back and watch a master at work.

(Cont.)

>>35573134
Surprisingly enough, you get some peace and quiet as you convert the dragon's raw hide into usable leather- it's REALLY strong leather at that, seems like the dragon was pretty damn tough. You're not used to having a captive audience, so it takes you a little longer than usual. You tell them as much when you hand the catgirl a bundle of leather, grumbling to yourself.

"Are you kidding!?" You jerk back as the catgirl bounces to her feet, staring at the decently-crafted leather with shining eyes. "Don't apologize! That was super-fast! I mean, it's supposed to take a LOT longer than that, how did you even-!?"

... ghk. L-Look, does this settle the stupid little tussle you two had going or not?

"It does! You saved me a lotta time. And that's really saying something!" The catgirl's tail swishes back and forth as she hugs the leather to herself. "Now I can go hunt more monsters! And gather bugs, and go fishing, and gather more supplies, and grind some more quests, and-"

Jeez. What's with this place? Why does everyone have so much energy? And why does her schedule sound so absolutely goddamn ridiculous?

[ ] [LET HER GO] Now that that's settled, might as well let her go on her way and do busy monster hunting things.
[ ] [INVITE] Dammit, well... you could always use another meatshield in your party. Even if that meatshield's a goddamn catgirl.
[ ] [MIDGET] Make her promise not to call you a midget again. You're a dwarf!
[ ] [REQUEST] Since you helped her with the leather and all, could you maybe get a cut of it?
[ ] [WRITE-IN]

>>35573150
>[ ] [MIDGET] Make her promise not to call you a midget again. You're a dwarf!
>[ ] [INVITE] Dammit, well... you could always use another meatshield in your party. Even if that meatshield's a goddamn catgirl.

>>35573113
It changes the flavor. Because you're burning the Alcohol, it kind of deepens the flavor.

>>35573115
Now yeah, we limit it to just a couple. The first party we did it at though, we had a drinking contest and I ended up hearing voices and crying and by buddy set his arm on fire and lost his pants.
Whenever we bring it up, he says he doesn't remember any of the party after we did the contest.

Fun times. Can't do shit like that anymore though, we've all got jobs and responsibilities now.

>>35573150
>[ ] [MIDGET] Make her promise not to call you a midget again. You're a dwarf!
>[ ] [REQUEST] Since you helped her with the leather and all, could you maybe get a cut of it?

>>35573150
[ ] [INVITE] Dammit, well... you could always use another meatshield in your party. Even if that meatshield's a goddamn catgirl.
[ ] [MIDGET] Make her promise not to call you a midget again. You're a dwarf!

>>35573150
>[ ] [MIDGET] Make her promise not to call you a midget again. You're a dwarf!
>[PROPOSITION] She can also have us work on her stuff anytime, for a cut of the materials.

>>35573150
>[x] [INVITE] Dammit, well... you could always use another meatshield in your party. Even if that meatshield's a goddamn catgirl.
>[x] [MIDGET] Make her promise not to call you a midget again. You're a dwarf!
>[x] [REQUEST] Since you helped her with the leather and all, could you maybe get a cut of it?

We're only inviting her because we think it might help her agree to our requests.

>>35573150
>[ ] [INVITE] Dammit, well... you could always use another meatshield in your party. Even if that meatshield's a goddamn catgirl.
>[ ] [MIDGET] Make her promise not to call you a midget again. You're a dwarf!

>>35573150
>[ ] [INVITE] Dammit, well... you could always use another meatshield in your party. Even if that meatshield's a goddamn catgirl.
>[ ] [MIDGET] Make her promise not to call you a midget again. You're a dwarf!
>[ ] [REQUEST] Since you helped her with the leather and all, could you maybe get a cut of it?

We should make a point that the stuff she drank, and as much as she did, is not meant for non dwarves. Suggest she look into nice wines to enjoy.

>>35573150
>[ ] [INVITE] Dammit, well... you could always use another meatshield in your party. Even if that meatshield's a goddamn catgirl.
>[ ] [MIDGET] Make her promise not to call you a midget again. You're a dwarf!

>>35573150
>[ ] [INVITE] Dammit, well... you could always use another meatshield in your party. Even if that meatshield's a goddamn catgirl.
>[ ] [MIDGET] Make her promise not to call you a midget again. You're a dwarf!

Build those social links!

>>35573150
>[X] [MIDGET]
>[X] [INVITE]

Okay. First things first, she'd better not call you a midget again.

The catgirl blinks and... oh, Armok, she's tilting her head the way Ester does. And she honestly looks confused. "But you're really kinda short! That makes you a-"

You scowl and cut her off immediately. That makes you a /dwarf/. Seriously, how much would SHE like it if you called her a... a... c'mon, Ester, she's gotta help you out here. What's something that a cat can be mistaken for!

Ester's reply is immediate and kind of stunning in that it's wrong in so, so many ways. "A dog!"

Well, that DOES elicit a frown from the catgirl, so you guess it had its intended effect. See? Isn't that annoying?

"I... I /guess/," she huffs, looking away from you and frowning. "Fine, I won't call you that again. Is that better?"

Much. Well, now that that's all cleared up, you're almost tempted to let the catgirl go her own way. It might save you a lot of trouble in the short run; despite what your baser instincts keep screaming at you to do, you REALLY don't really want to wake up one night and realized that you've ended up making catgirl leather boots. Otherwise, you'd be no better than an elf, and your dwarven identity is the one thing you want to cling onto in this place.

But you can't help yourself- you're honestly pretty damn intrigued. A small slip of a girl barely bigger than yourself, running around and slaughtering monsters by the bucketload to use their component parts for her own, nefarious designs? That's /got/ to rate pretty high on the scale of dwarfiness.

(Cont.)

>>35573841
You sit back at your tanner's station and casually toss out something to pique her interest. Like, say... you could save her a LOT of time if she stuck around with you. You'd be more than happy to skin monstrous beasts for her.

"Huh? Really!? But-" The catgirl blinks at you, intrigued despite herself. You can SEE how tempting this is to her, the thought of having her own pocket butcher/tanner. "Why would you do that? You're a complete stranger to me! I'm a complete stranger to you!"

Well, if she REALLY wants to know, you've got to keep your skills up, right? Otherwise, they'd get rusty. That's all there is to it, you tell her as you start disassembling your workshop. (Never know when a log might come in handy, after all.)

And THIS is where Ester butts in, leaning her elbow on your head- motherfucker, you didn't even see her /move/, what the hell. "Aww, c'mon, don't be like that, Urist! You've got to be more honest. You want her to join your party, don't you. There's nothing wrong with a little party-crafting. For all you know, you could be putting together a party that's gonna be a big ol' legend in the future!"

You try to budge her from leaning on you, but it's no use. More importantly, it's not like that at all! Shut /up/!

(Cont.)

>>35573866
"Oh, is that all?" The catgirl thinks for a moment before nodding. "Sure, I'm fine with that. The more the merrier, right?"

Jeez, she didn't even give this more than a moment's thought.

"Of course!" She puts her fists on her hips- the resemblance to your usual pose is pretty damn uncanny, at least from where you're sitting. "I'm the cooperative sort, y'know! It's just that you guys were acting real suspicious, that's all!" Her tail is swishing again, although it's not out of happiness this time. "Why were you acting so weird, and why's that weird smell on you, anyway?"

[ ] [COME CLEAN] ... fine. You had a big chunk of Sharicite, and didn't want to have to worry about getting killed for the spoils.
[ ] [DIVERT] C'mon, it's all water under the bridge, right? Besides, she must have some sort of monster hunt she wants more people to join up on.
[ ] [WAITASEC] ... what does she mean by that present tense "weird smell on you"? Is she still insinuating that you smell??
[ ] [WRITE-IN]

>>35573885
>[COME CLEAN]
We already dropped it off, so it's not like anything could happen now, right?

>>35573885
>[ ] [COME CLEAN] ... fine. You had a big chunk of Sharicite, and didn't want to have to worry about getting killed for the spoils.

>>35573885
>[ ] [COME CLEAN] ... fine. You had a big chunk of Sharicite, and didn't want to have to worry about getting killed for the spoils.

[ ] [WAITASEC] ... what does she mean by that present tense "weird smell on you"? Is she still insinuating that you smell??

>>35573885
> [ ] [COME CLEAN] ... fine. You had a big chunk of Sharicite, and didn't want to have to worry about getting killed for the spoils.
Doesn't mean she's getting any of it, though.

>>35573918
Wait. Weird smell?

>>35573885
>Come clean
>Waitasec

>>35573885
>[ ] [COME CLEAN] ... fine. You had a big chunk of Sharicite, and didn't want to have to worry about getting killed for the spoils.
>[ ] [WAITASEC] ... what does she mean by that present tense "weird smell on you"? Is she still insinuating that you smell??
everything smells, particularly to beastfolk... she said weird, not bad. something she has never smelled before.

>>35573885
>waitasec

I've also found the designs for a perpetual motion machine that's powered by kitten blood. Just need some screws and pumps. And lava. So we can have somewhere to dump the excess blood. If we dump it in the rivers, after all, it'll bug out and turn every waterway into blood.

>>35573885
[ ] [COME CLEAN] ... fine. You had a big chunk of Sharicite, and didn't want to have to worry about getting killed for the spoils.
[ ] [WAITASEC] ... what does she mean by that present tense "weird smell on you"? Is she still insinuating that you smell??

Why are people voting for both coming clean and insisting on the smell? The whole point of the odor line was to hide the existence of the loot.

>>35573885
>[ ] [COME CLEAN] ... fine. You had a big chunk of Sharicite, and didn't want to have to worry about getting killed for the spoils.

>>35574068
AHHHHHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA

Oh god, I remember that thing. Oh man...holy shit.

>>35574131
She says we STILL smell. As in, she wasn't smelling our guilt.

>>35574131
>Why are people voting for both coming clean and insisting on the smell? The whole point of the odor line was to hide the existence of the loot.
we thought that "smells weird" means "you smell of sharicite", but she says we still smell weird, suggesting it is something else about it.

>>35573885
>[ ] [COME CLEAN] ... fine. You had a big chunk of Sharicite, and didn't want to have to worry about getting killed for the spoils.
>[ ] [WAITASEC] ... what does she mean by that present tense "weird smell on you"? Is she still insinuating that you smell??

>>35574144
Well, obviously, we can't use a drawbridge for the smashing (which will just delete things). It'll be a pressure system with spikes and counterweights with a drain in the bottom that turns a screw.

>>35574175
this is beautiful

The most complex trap I made was making a tower with all my excess stone, then making the only way into my fortress a tower at the top.

Every floor was nothing but hatches and one stairway.

>>35573885
>[X] [COME CLEAN]
>[X] [WAITASEC]

You sigh, more than a bit nettled by her questions. Alright, fine, if she really MUST know, you were carrying a pretty big chunk of loot at the time, and didn't want to risk getting beat up by a stranger.

"What? That's it? Oh." The catgirl ponders this, and you wait for the other shoe to drop. It... actually takes almost thirty seconds for her eyes to light up in mild horror. "You thought I was going to /mug/ you!?"

Ignoring her offense, you cross your arms and pointedly look the other way. It was Sharicite, okay? And you only got to it through a stroke of horrible luck, it's not like you could afford to take any chances!

"That doesn't matter!" Aah, there it is, her tail's fluffed back up again. "That was mean, and, and- and really cyclical!"

Ester answers before you even finish wrapping your head around that. "You mean cynical, right?"

"Same thing! Just because I've got /these/-" the catgirl gestures to her ears and tail "- doesn't make me a thief!"

(Cont.)

>>35574455
You're about to note that catgirls DO make pretty good thieves, except Ester leans on you a little bit harder and then speaks up. "We're sorry for not telling you this-" She leans on you a bit more before you can deny /that/. "- but it's not about that. You haven't seen the kinds of thing that people will do for Sharicite. Me and Urist, we simply got legendarily lucky that we bumped into someone like you. "

The catgirl's looking at the Dragon Warrior with these big wide eyes, and she nods silently. You can't help but wonder what sort of expression Ester's making, but you really can't see it from where you're sitting. "That's... okay, that's fine. Just don't do it again, okay?"

Fine. You won't. But really, you don't /stink/, catgirl.

"But you do! And don't call me that! My name's Moru!" the catgirl- /Moru/- snaps, her ears flattening again. "You've got this weird smell on you! It's- it's /weird/!"

Yes, thank you, that's VERY informative. Isn't it because you're a dwarf? Has she even seen a dwarf before?

"No! It's- nnngh-" Moru shakes her head in frustration, probably because she just doesn't have enough adjectives or something. "I dunno how to explain it! But you smell!"

[ ] [FINE] OKAY, fine, you'll go take another bath, jeez.
[ ] [ESTER] She's sure it's not the Dragon Warrior, right?
[ ] [BAGS] Maybe it's something in your pack. Like the goo you forgot to sell, or something.
[ ] [FORGET IT] Look, you don't have all day, let's put this aside for now, alright?
[ ] [WRITE-IN]

>>35574474
>[ ] [BAGS] Maybe it's something in your pack. Like the goo you forgot to sell, or something.
Do we smell like bugs and glitches?

....can she smell the cats inside us?

>>35574474
>[ ] [BAGS] Maybe it's something in your pack. Like the goo you forgot to sell, or something.
>[ ] [FINE] OKAY, fine, you'll go take another bath, jeez.

Sell the goo

>>35574474
>[ ] [BAGS] Maybe it's something in your pack. Like the goo you forgot to sell, or something.

>>35574474
>[ ] [ESTER] She's sure it's not the Dragon Warrior, right?
and then
>[ ] [FINE] OKAY, fine, you'll go take another bath, jeez.

>>35574474
>[ ] [BAGS] Maybe it's something in your pack. Like the goo you forgot to sell, or something.
>[ ] [FINE] OKAY, fine, you'll go take another bath, jeez.

>>35574563
pst
dude
probably best not to post with your trip on

>>35574591
Sure, fair enough.

>[ ] [BAGS] Maybe it's something in your pack. Like the goo you forgot to sell, or something.

>>35574474
>[ ] [BAGS]

>>35574474
>[X] [BAGS] Maybe it's something in your pack. Like the goo you forgot to sell, or something.
>[X] [FINE] OKAY, fine, you'll go take another bath, jeez.

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>>35574563
Hey we're not racist we have tons of elven friends.

>>35574474
>[X] [BAGS]
>[X] [FINE]

Oh, come on, you just took a bath like... like one day ago! You're squeaky clean, excepting all the horrible buggy goo from the giant flies you fought, and the fact that you sweated buckets due to being a fearful nervous wreck for a while, and-

"No, no, it's not YOU that smells!" Moru shakes her head. Out of frustration, she closes the distance between the two of you, closing her eyes and sniffing and-

OKAY, you really, really like your personal space just the way it is, thank you very much, so you shove her away and use Ester as a shield; seriously, animal people are /weird/. You raise your voice as you call out to Moru- you'll give her your bag to sift through if she'll just stop sticking her nose where it doesn't belong, alright?

"Alright, alright! Gimme!" Moru's looking pretty damn agitated, making grabby hands as you take off your backpack and slide it over to her. It makes you feel like you're trading hostages with someone. In a way, you are: your goods for her sense of smell. Except the catgirl doesn't really treat your bag like /anyone/ should treat hostages, and she pretty much tears open the flap in her haste to figure out what smells.

(Cont.)

>>35574474
>write in
try to figure out what the smell is by going through our inventory with her

>>35575060
... she yelps immediately when the pungent scent of a double handful of days-old dogoo jelly hits her nose, and backpedals until her back hits the wall. You're getting a strange sense of deja vu. "Why!? Why didn't you store this the right way!?"

What, in a vial? Vials are worthless AND they're hard to make! Besides, no seller's ever complained when you handed them big old sopping handfuls of jelly, and those were usually a lot riper than-

"Please! Get rid of them! My nose is gonna implode!" Moru squeals, clamping her hands over her prissy, sensitive, elf-like nose that's apparently too good for this horrible world. Seriously, man, animal people are /weird/.

[ ] [FIIIIIINE] Seriously! You were planning to go shopping anyway, might as well sell the jelly! You can play detective later.
[ ] [NOOOPE] Put the jelly somewhere else for now. You want answers, and you want them now.
[ ] [FORGET IT] This turning into a farce! And a giant waste of time. You've got other things to deal with!
[ ] [WRITE-IN]

>>35575087
>[ ] [FIIIIIINE] Seriously! You were planning to go shopping anyway, might as well sell the jelly! You can play detective later.
Let's go buy some Nintendium Armor.

>>35575087
[x] [FIIIIIINE] Seriously! You were planning to go shopping anyway, might as well sell the jelly! You can play detective later.

>>35575087
UGH FINE MOM GEEZ

>>35575087
>[ ] [FIIIIIINE] Seriously! You were planning to go shopping anyway, might as well sell the jelly! You can play detective later.

>>35575087
Does the dwarf workshop include stuff that can dry this into a jelly powder?

>>35575087
>[ ] [FIIIIIINE]

>>35575087
> [ ] [WRITE-IN]
Eat it on the spot

>>35575087
>[X] [FIIIIIINE] Seriously! You were planning to go shopping anyway, might as well sell the jelly! You can play detective later.

>>35575087
>[ ] [FIIIIIINE] Seriously! You were planning to go shopping anyway, might as well sell the jelly! You can play detective later.

>>35575119
We need the Power Glove.

>>35575386
I love the Power Glove. It's so bad.

>>35575087
>[X] [FIIIIIIIINE]

You emerge from behind your Dragon Warrior shield, while Ester helpfully goes to open a window; Moru only relaxes when you close the bag back up and heft it into its usual position, although she keeps her hands clamped over her nose. "/Thank/ you! You're... you're gonna go get rid of it, right?"

Fiiiiiiiine, yes, you are. And you're totally doing her a favor, too, so she oughta remember it.

"Give her a break, Urist! Dogoo jelly /is/ pretty hard to get used to." Ester helps Moru back up to her feet. "I don't know what the alchemists in this place see in the stuff."

Yeah, you and her both. All you know is that it's worth money, every single coin counts, and that you're going to go shopping. May as well, if you're going to pawn this stuff. The second you tell them that, Moru raises her hand and shouts "I'll stay here!!" at the /exact same moment/ that Ester raises her hand and shouts "I'll stay with Moru!!"

... for once, you and the catgirl find yourselves in agreement as you eye Ester. You're the first to break the silence: she just wants any excuse to engage in skinship with another little sister character, doesn't she.

Ester's shit-eating grin is answer enough, while you can almost literally see the question marks floating above Moru's head. Meanwhile, you're starting to feel a headache coming on.

[ ] [SOLO] Alright, you're just gonna go shopping on your own, leaving Ester and Moru here. You're fine with being alone for a little bit, anyway.
[ ] [ESTER] Yeah, nah, you could use one of Lowee's big names along with you. She's the most familiar with this place, anyway.
[ ] [MORU] You could stand to learn a bit about the damn catgirl. She's bound to have experience with these sorts of markets.
[ ] [BOTH] Screw it, you're not leaving either one of these clowns unattended. Full party shopping spree, ahoy!
[ ] [WRITE-IN]

>>35575653
>[ ] [SOLO]

>>35575653
>[ ] [SOLO] Alright, you're just gonna go shopping on your own, leaving Ester and Moru here. You're fine with being alone for a little bit, anyway.
>Is Moru selling any of her stuff, by the way?

>>35575653
>[ ] [BOTH] Screw it, you're not leaving either one of these clowns unattended. Full party shopping spree, ahoy!
shenanigans ho

>>35575653
>[ ] [BOTH] Screw it, you're not leaving either one of these clowns unattended. Full party shopping spree, ahoy!

Misery loves company.

>>35575653

>"So you both think it's a good idea to let me go shopping unattended?"

>>35575653
>
[ ] [SOLO] Alright, you're just gonna go shopping on your own, leaving Ester and Moru here. You're fine with being alone for a little bit, anyway.

>>35575653
This is... strange. I WANT to leave Moru there, but I can't seem to post it.

Is... is this a CONSCIENCE?

>>35575653
[ ] [BOTH] Screw it, you're not leaving either one of these clowns unattended. Full party shopping spree, ahoy!
Ester might give you better prices from the shopkeeps and if you feel bored, you could always chase Moru with the Dogoo jelly in your hands.

>>35575653
>[ ] [BOTH] Screw it, you're not leaving either one of these clowns unattended. Full party shopping spree, ahoy!
Nope. Gotta go everyone.

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Alright, looks like the (narrowly) winning vote is both, and- I really have having to do this, but I'm gonna have to end the thread early tonight- I'm pretty much running on fumes at this point, and I gotta catch an 8 am flight tomorrow morning so yeah.

Thanks for participating- the next thread will probably be next Tuesday (10/21) at 7 pm EST! As always, any schedule changes will be posted at http://twitter.com/BlorpQuest . Sorry again for the short thread!

>>35575996
gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay

>>35575653
[ ] [BOTH] Screw it, you're not leaving either one of these clowns unattended. Full party shopping spree, ahoy!

>>35575996
You seem so busy lately.
Oh well. Thanks for the thread!

>>35575996
Annoying to end it there, but glad to have a thread anyway.
Thanks for running.

>>35575996
I like this. Keep doing it.

>>35575996
I'm enjoying myself. I'll also continue posting terrible construction ideas. Like a stairwell supported by itself and with no rails.

I wonder if all that muddy blood we dumped on the floor will lead to problems later.

found a video that's relevant
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QS1ibZx5cO8