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You find yourself alone, the chest sitting open beside you and the prism set in its stand in front of you. Your room, or perhaps cell would be a more appropriate term, seems barren and cold. You've only just witnessed the Varistha in battle, for the first and almost certainly the last time. He seemed to wipe out the vast majority of void creatures with relative ease, though he did take several wounds over the course of the battle before vanishing into the portal. You can't help but wonder just how long it will take him to close the portal now that he's managed to enter, or if it would be safe to make a voyage to the island to check.

You also wonder whether or not the Shah has emerged from his room. You didn't retrieve that ring from the ash for nothing, after all. You'd intended to either hand it over to the new Shah as proof of his father's death in lieu of a corpse of the various other artifacts the Shah wore in life; however, you'd be just as happy to keep it for yourself as a souvenir or to pawn off somewhere. If the Shah refuses to leave his quarters in favor of languishing by himself lamenting his father's death, you may be forced to leave without handing it over. The future is too uncertain to be sure.

Whilst ruminating over the future and how you ought to face it, it occurs to you that you may be the only one aware of the Varistha's death, or at the very least exodus. You might want to tell one of the monks and begin the process of calling back his replacement from El-Amin, this Riya woman. Then again, it might be best for the monks to simply find out on their own. It might spare you some uncomfortable questions, like where his chest disappeared to.
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Of course, none of these issues are particularly pressing. With an artifact as powerful as the prism sitting in front of you, you're more than a little tempted to simply spend the rest of the evening studying and experimenting with the artifact. It's one of the few you've seen with obviously visible runes engraved on the surface. Plus, you've got an entire chest full of the knowledge passed down to you by a twelve hundred year old Vatis. Your literary backlog just grew significantly longer.

>Settle in to read for the night.
>Study the enchantments on the Prism.
>Find a monk and inform them of the Varistha's passing.
>See if you can't find out more about the Shah's condition.
>Inspect your dragon egg.
>Meditate
>Write-in

>>35802066
>Find a monk and inform them of the Varistha's passing.

>>35802066
>Study the enchantments on the Prism.

>>35802066
>Inspect your dragon egg
c'mon let the dragon baby spread it's wings

>>35802066
>> USE THE DAM CRYSTAL TO CHECK ON THAT GUT WITH THE OLD SHAH'S HEADBAND

>>35802097
We don't know him well enough to use the prism

>>35802066
>See if you can't find out more about the Shah's condition.

>>35802066
Use the prism to scry Kadir. Duh.

>>35802066
>Settle in to read for the night.

>>35802066
>See if you can't find out more about the Shah's condition.

>>35802035
only an hour late this time

>Find a monk and inform them of the Varistha's passing

>>35802066

>>35802066
>Find a monk and inform them of the Varistha's passing.

>>35802066
>Study the enchantments on the Prism.

>>35802066
>Inspect your dragon egg.

>>35802066
Meditate on fire and then
>>Inspect your dragon egg.

>>35802066
>Find a monk and inform them of the Varistha's passing.

Is it here? Is it finally time for git gud?

>>35802221
Only if you believe hard enough anon.

>>35802192
>>35802183
>>35802095
>Egg

>>35802079
>>35802153
>>35802155
>>35802208
>Var-var is DEEEAAAD

>>35802176
>>35802090
>Enchantment!

>>35802097
>Scry Pirate King

>>35802112
>>35802142
>Check on the Shah

>>35802125
>Scry the Shah

Writin' for telling a monk.

>>35802258
I wonder if the Varisthas responsible has started to rub off on Mik now that he's DEEEEEEEAAAAAAD?

>>35802221
>Is it finally time for git gud?
It is and faggots decided nope fuck that. Lets inform the temple about the passing of the pope.
And how we did nothing to stop it.
And with the shah in the temple best idea some people thought of was to waste time instead of
>gitin gud son
FUCKING HATE YOU GUYS.

I bet the dragon would be super pumped about that explosion in our memories.

>>35802322
Love you too anon.
>>35802296
Hopefully.

>>35802322
You're a fag and I wanna git gud so hard. Stop being a shit and vote for it after the next post you shitler

>>35802322
Patience anon, it's something that we'd have to get out of the way one way or another eventually. To do it on our terms is better than one of the groups of monks remembering that our group was the one last seen traveling with the Varistha to the docks before he disappeared forever.

>>35802322
agreed we gotta get ready to bail cause the shah is pissed at us cause we annihilated his daddy's corpse and now the guy who was basically protecting us from him is dead and all we did was watch (granted we would have just gotten in his way)

>>35802296
I hope not, responsiblities get in the way of git gud and ADVENTURE also maybe SCIENCE if we have time

>>35802347
I hope so. I just hope we can properly communicate the ethereal thrill of being ground zero.

On second thought, that may not be the best thing to encourage a little dragon with... but I'd vote for it anyways.

>>35802347
I just can't wait to talk to the stooges and ask them what they thought

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>>35802405
>When I grow up I wanna blow things up just like you, Dad!

Just gonna drop this here before i pass out.

>Liquid Fire
>Magnification/Telescope technique
>Invisibility
>Point Defense
>Point Offense
>Mistral arms
>Movement Meditation
>Metal Music
>Create Amplify Meta Magic

>>35802322
I know the feel anon, I came just to late to the thread, and now we are going to become an enemy of an entire monastery.

What would you guys do if the stooges asked for our baby dragon?

>>35802460
With very little forethought?

>>35802490
Tell em to fuck themselves.

This quest would be so much more interesting if the MC piloted a giant robot.

>>35802490
Inform them that the should perform aeronautical intercourse with a slowly revolving perforated pastry.

>>35802513
That's a good idea. A giant pilotable golem. We'll need the Vys for it though, and Fulvia would need to help. No doubt SK will get some kind of idea from our golems.

>>35802482
I got him exactly when i saw the post.
My vow to never work out around the time banished quests come out.
ever again. the gym can eat a dick.
>>35802361
>vote for it after the next post you shitler
Called not being here on time idiot.

>>35802490
go find their phylacterys and either smash them or absorb their knowledge. No one touches the dragon

>>35802549
>>35802505
>>35802531

How would you guys feel, if it came down to choice between saving our dragon or our cloak which one would you guys choose.
>idiots if you don't choose the cape.

>>35802608
I choose the third option. Break the rules.

>>35802623
>4edgy8me.

>>35802608
Honestly? I'd choose the dragon. Ricky is a bad-ass who can handle himself. Our babby isn't.

>>35802608
Everything dies to save ricky.

>>35802608
>this poster is actually Soma fishing for drama material

>>35802681
Honestly I wouldn't doubt that

>>35802608
Give the cloak to the dragon, make it fly away.

>>35802655
Dragon easily 1/10000000 chance to get this as a pet.
Cloak. Far as we know it's the first and last in existence. That was brought to us on a chance on a chance.
>>35802699
nah wouldn't be surprised if something does happen like this though. Would be nice to know if people are going to take the item that makes our life x10000 easier. holding countless wealth in something that weighs a few pounds. And a being that can rip a man to shreds on command should we get said person close enough to cape.
and plent of other usefull shit.

You push yourself to your feet, shaking some stiffness from your limbs. You don't know how long you've been sitting there, but it couldn't have been very long. An hour or two at most. For some reason, you just feel lethargic; mentally and emotionally drained. You're not entirely sure why. After all, you regularly meditate for far longer stretches of time and usually feel more refreshed than anything afterward. Shaking your head to banish the last vestiges of fog from your thoughts, you pull open your door and slip outside.

Mortia is leaning against the frame of Profectus' door, chatting with the man himself companionably. She's wearing those strange clothes you recall seeing her in once before, the blue pants and baggie hooded sweater garment. From what you gather, they're discussing the Rhynian Empire. Mortia seems to be picking his brain for any cultural details she might have not known due to her family's long separation from this reality. Profectus is explaining Rhynian military tradition from what you can tell, elaborating on the role of the military in society. He's surprisingly eloquent. As you step out of your room he waves to you without pausing, Mortia merely sparing you a glance over her shoulder.
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You return Profectus' wave and make your way down the hall towards the common area, the courtyard where the monks seem to usually take their evening meals. You find a congregation of about fifteen or so monks, most of them appearing to be young initiates, lounging around a fountain and chatting amongst one another. Sadly, you don't see anyone that you would judge to be of suitably high rank to reveal the Varistha's fate to. Then again, you're not exactly familiar with monastic ranks. For all you know, besides the Varistha and the Siksaka all the monks may be equal in stature, making the question of whom you tell irrelevant.

>Ask one of them who the highest ranked monk in the temple is besides the Varistha.
>Leave them be, check the gardens. There are usually a few monks hanging out there.
>Head for the Monk's quarters, it seems the most logical place to find someone of sufficient rank,
>What do you care about rank? Just tell one of these initiates, they'll get the information to the right people.
>Write-in

>>35802774
>Head for the Monk's quarters, it seems the most logical place to find someone of sufficient rank

>>35802774
>Try to find that couple we did the fishing village job for

They seemed nice, well him mostly.

>>35802774
>>Ask one of them who the highest ranked monk in the temple is besides the Varistha.
>>35802362
you sir are the only reason I am following through on this. Very well thought out answer.

Or we could just find Balik or some one we vaguely know.
Or you know EVERYONE in our party could go on this wild goose chase. since they all know the story. We don't want to go telling anyone about the prism or any of the gifts we got to 'em monks.

>>35802774
>>Write-in
Contact someone else with the broaches and tell them to do it.

>>35802774
>Leave them be, check the gardens. There are usually a few monks hanging out there.

>>35802774
>>Ask one of them who the highest ranked monk in the temple is besides the Varistha.

>>35802774
>Ask one of them who the highest ranked monk in the temple is besides the Varistha.

>>35802835
Contact Darzi.

>>35802835
this. While we go to our room. And start the read-a-thon.
perferabbly Darzi. She knows of our customs.

>>35802865
>>35802862
>>35802835
Let's do this while we get to reading.

>>35802835
>>35802862
Supporting.

>>35802774
Yep. Contact Darzi.
Let the reading begin.

>>35802835
>>35802862
>>35802865
This

>>35802835
On one hand that kind of negligent to our responsibility in this issue while letting Darzi settle the terms of what the monks get told, on the other I want to fucking read a god damn book.
So I'll second reading a god damned book.

>>35802835
tell darzi to do it

>>35802835
Actually yeah let's leave the people handling skills to someone like Darzi.

>>35802835
Just fucking make sure no one else gosh with her, no one else in the group is exactly tactful.

>>35802860
>>35802852
>>35802822
>>35802791
>Who's da boss?

>>35802798
>Monk's quarters

>>35802816
>Find people you know.

>>35802846
>Gardens.

>>35802835
>>35802865
>>35802862
>>35802891
>>35802905
>>35802914
>>35802920
>Get Darzi to do it for you.

Since I'm vaguely suspicious of samefagging I'll start writing for contacting Darzi, but host a Final Destination vote just to be sure there ain't no funny business going on.

VOTE
1
To contact Darzi and fill her in on all the details, have her break the news.

VOTE
2
To seek out the highest ranked monk in the temple.

>>35803014
1

>>35803014
1

>>35803014
2

>>35803014
1

>>35803014
2

>>35802969
>Actually yeah let's leave the people handling skills to someone like Darzi
Darzi is a bitch to us.
She knows the customs possibly as good as us at this temple.
Of the same race.
Not an asshole.
Just a huge cunt to us. Cause of her past. and more recently due to our bad choices.

>>35803014
1

>>35803014
1

>>35803014
1

>>35803014
2

>>35803014
1

>>35803014
2

>>35803014
1

>>35803014
We will start the reading right?
she should know only to tell them of the basics.
and not that we caused the void/ or shit that makes us seem like the bad guy. Or the loot or the mighty water spirit..

>>35803014
>7 votes for Darzi before Final Destination, 8 votes for Darzi after Final Destination.

THE BOOKS SHALL BE READ.
THE MEDITATIONS SHALL BE HAD.
THE GUD SHALL BE GETTING GET.
IT HAS BEEN SPOKEN.

>>35803014
1

>>35803037
>>35803028
>>35803022
>>35803018
>>35803043
>>35803048
>>35803054
>>35803075
>1

>>35803026
>>35803034
>>35803053
>>35803070
>2

Well there yah go. Back to writing then.

>>35803014
1

>>35803014
1

>>35803035
You're the reason I don't like this quest as much as I used to and I hope you get cancer.

>>35803111
Calm the fuck down.

>>35803146
I probably should, yeah. It's not well to get too excited for the reason we came here in the first place, as its often thematically appropriate to get dragged back into guff of things when it's least wanted.

>>35803035
Darzi hasn't even been particularly critical of us since we returned to our reality. Calling out someone when they are in the wrong does not a bitch make.

>>35803035
We should just let her go.

>>35803035

Darzi owns, haters vacate

>>35803188
Can we please not start this again?

>>35803188
There is still a chance, to bad we decided to give her a share of our treasure before she left.

>>35803242
Agreed.. Just because she disagrees with us doesn't make her a bitch.

>>35803144
Both sides are annoying really.
One side hold her up too high and thinks she is perfect(to the point of not trusting the MC with task and instead preferring to her judgment instead) while the other irrationally hates her.

>>35803188

Don't care about Dari, but I fucking hate this discussion. Just let it go

>>35803144
eat a dick. I am saying she's the right choice. How is she not the right choice for this?
>>35803261
still pissed with that. hoping she dies adventuring with us.

>>35803290
You know anger is an addiction right? If you're angry for so long over something so little you have a problem that you should seek professional help for.

>>35803278
And that's why we shouldn't start this up again.

>>35803186
You're right, the most recent thing she has done is volunteer for a suicide mission and rope Chrys into going with her.
She is sworn for life to the current Shah, who banished us and is our worst enemy, who we are destined to kill in less than 24 hours.
She isn't worth keeping around.

>>35803313
I never started anything up.

You glare at the initiates suspiciously for a moment before shaking your head. On second thought, you might not be the best suited for this sort of task. Your record for dealing with delicate social situations isn't exactly stellar, and you're not looking forward to telling some old monk that the man who's run the temple for the last millennia, or however long it's been since Sehzade became the Varistha, has run off to get himself killed. Instead, you reach out through the connection afforded to you by the brooches to touch Darzi's mind.

{Do you think you could do me a favor?} You ask, tone hopeful.

{Depends entirely upon what that favor is, Mik. What do you need?} Is her prompt response. You get the impression she's in a good mood, judging solely by the light tone to her voice.

{Could you track down a monk of suitable rank and tell them that the Varistha has leapt into the void to find his death? I'm not feeling in a particularly talkative mood.}

There is a long silence, you get the feeling she's frustrated or annoyed. {Fine, Mik. I do owe you one, after all. More than one really. Is the old man actually dead?}

You phrase your response carefully. {I didn't see him die, if that's what you're asking. However, he's gifted me an artifact which allowed me to view his battle on the island remotely. He sustained a handful of injuries but cleared the island of the vast majority of the void creatures present, then leapt into the portal. After that, the vision cut off.}

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>>35803362
>destined

That's not really the right word

You hastily tack on. {I trust you'll exercise caution when informing whomsoever it is you intend to inform about this; most people don't know of the void's existence and I'd rather not be blamed for the man's death. This was his choice, after all. Just say he-} You wave a hand searchingly through the air as you make your way through the halls to your room. {Say he went to finish off the last vestiges of the pirate threat, and confided in us that he intended to meet his death on the island. Say that he confessed to a loosening grip on reality and wished for his life to end before he became a threat to his friends and subordinates.}

You get the impression that Darzi is vaguely pleased, though you're not sure by what. {Good excuse, that ought to get him venerated as a hero for doing the noble thing and ending his life before he became a threat. I'll see to it that the word gets out.}

{I appreciate it, Darzi.} With that, you sever the connection. Profectus briefly gives you an odd look as you slip inside your room once more, undoubtedly wondering why you left in the first place for so short an excursion, but you ignore him. There is reading and studying to do!

>Start reading through the numerous tomes which make up the Varistha's memoirs.
>Start reading through his pages upon pages of notes.
>Study the prism and specifically the runes carved onto its base.
>Write-in

>>35803435
>Write-in
Dragon egg.

>>35803435
>Start reading through his pages upon pages of notes.

>>35803435
>write in
Dragon Egg

>>35803435
>Start reading through the numerous tomes which make up the Varistha's memoirs.

>>35803435
Changing this>>35803461

To meditate on fire with Profectus

>>35803435
>>Start reading through his pages upon pages of notes.

Hey, anyone wanna guess whether or not they're batshit crazy scribblings?

>>35803435
>Start reading through his pages upon pages of notes.

>>35803456
Second

>>35803456
Second.

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>>35803435
>Start reading through the numerous tomes which make up the Varistha's memoirs.
Magick Armour Manual is a go.

>>35803483
I'll second this. I kind of want to bond with our best bro. Haven't seen him much lately.

>>35803435
>Start reading through the numerous tomes which make up the Varistha's memoirs.

>>35803435
>Start reading through the numerous tomes which make up the Varistha's memoirs.

>>35803474
>>35803456
check up on our baby

>>35803435
>>Start reading through his pages upon pages of notes.

>>35803520
>>35803509
>>35803500
>Memoirs

>>35803466
>>35803486
>>35803493
>>35803574
>Notes

>>35803532
>>35803498
>>35803496
>>35803456
>>35803474
>Egg

>>35803507
>>35803483
>Meditate with Prof

By 'Dragon Egg', did you mean meditating on it or simply inspecting it for any changes? Writing, regardless.

>>35803581
Why not both?

>>35803435
Start reading through the numerous tomes which make up the Varistha's memoirs.

>>35803587
Becuase hatching a dragon now would be stupid.

>>35803581
>>>35803532
>>>35803498
>>>35803496
>>>35803456
>>>35803474
>>Egg
>>>35803507
>>>35803483
>>Meditate with Prof
Can't we do both? have prof meditate with us.
he will be the shity uncle that may as well not be magical.

>>35803581
can we do both

>>35803630
>>35803587
You could do both, if you wanted.

>>35803629
You could also have Prof meditate with you, if you so choose.

>>35803660
>You could also have Prof meditate with you, if you so choose.
yes.

>>35803660
Let's do all of those things.

>>35803660
So everyone for
>Meditate with Prof and the Egg?

>>35803660
This is gonna be so weird from Prof's perspective

>>35803660
Maybe we could ask Prof to meditate, just not around the egg.
Doing both, meditating and investigating would be good.

>>35803687
when the egg hatches
>Daddy? Mommy?

>>35803687
>Mikhael leaves his room
>Stares off into space for thirty seconds before returning to it
>Immediately comes out again and asks to meditate with him

>>35803698
>Prof to meditate, just not around the egg
why not..
>>35803713
>>Daddy? Mommy?
Dad = Mik
Mom = prof..except mothers are suaully bigger and more powerfull..so we may end up being the mother if it see's power as gender..

>>35803713
>Daddy? Daddy?

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>>35803717
I don't know why I found this so funny.

>>35803756
>>35803755
You do know the level Prof is, he will be considered the retarded little brother, maybe not even family.

>>35803755
I just don't want to expose our dragon to entities aside from us, so when it hatches it will be more reliant on us. But the votes are against me.

>>35803795
Ah, I forgot the fact that the dragon would only treat us as the father when we knew something it didn't.

>>35803795
Prof will be seen as the runt, and the dragon will interpret the meeting as their father showing him/her what they should strive not to become.

>>35803795
That might make Prof really depressed actually. He seems to be pretty sensitive to shit so I can only imagine how hard it would hurt his ego when a dragon that hasn't even hatched yet thinks he's a fucking idiot.

>>35803795
Deformed retarded little brother

>>35803873
At least prof has a spirit watching over him.
Man would it suck to be that spirit.

>>35803904
>Ugh look at this asshole he got fuckin drunk and the clap AGAIN!
>Of all the freakin people to look after I get stuck with this dipshit why can't he learn not to stick his dick in something he can't clearly see?

>>35803962
>not about how he played buthole roulette.

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>>35803977
>>35803962
>Thinking prof has a sexuality, and isn't like Namor
He would fuck the earth, if it felt good.probably has

>>35803977
Hey, the spirit is probably an Elf and you know how screwy those guys are.

>>35804030
Yeah one was a big enough slut to fuck a dragon.then again dragons can fuck anything they want.

>>35804052
Well to be fair she didn't put out for a LONG time poor thing must've had bluer balls than a lifetime long celibate monk

>>35804082
True, she might have grabbed the nearest orc and raped him.
That poor poor orc.

>>35804106
>>35804082
>implying that her and her village didn't fuck their way to safety while the dragon played hero.

>>35804132
Somehow it appears in my imagination as a merry conga line of elf fucking while simultaneously flipping around in acrobatic ways with swords and magic to fend themselves from nature while a horny dragon just watches them from the sky.

>>35804153
Your mind us truly a wonderful thing

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>>35804153
It took me way to long to google and dig through archives to find this.

>>35804153
*Is fuck I cant believe I misspelled a fucking 2 letter word

>>35804301
>Look ma! It's snowing in summer!
>This is a boon from our Dragon Lord Honey.
>Is that why the snow is all sticky?

You survey the room, eventually resting your eyes on the massive egg sitting in the corner, leaned against the wall. Cracks have begun to spiderweb the hard outer shell, you can only imagine that it's close to hatching. You cross the room and gently leverage the egg off of the wall, rolling it into the center of the room. You glance towards your bedding, but it occurs to you that you're probably a good enough Fire vatis that you can generate a flame without fuel. You won't need to cover the room in ash and smoke a second time. Frankly, you're surprised the monks managed to clean the place off.

You take a moment to place the Prism back inside the chest gently, making sure it's in place securely before you close the chest and flip down the latch. You whip off your cloak and stretch the garment over the top of the chest. When you pull it away, the chest is gone. You're not sure why, but every time you do that you find it amusing. Like you're one of those street performers doing 'magic' to impress the common folk. With the chest stored, you affix your cloak about your shoulders and kneel down next to the egg to get a good look at it.

Most of the stone that once covered the egg has flaked off by this point, leaving the shell itself exposed. It's thick, and covered in small pores. Resting your hand on the surface it's almost hot enough to burn your hand, but not quite. In fact it's somewhat pleasant. The cracks which cover its surface don't seem to pass all the way through the egg, but you do note a small area which seems as though it's been pushed out from the inside. Your draconic child's first attempt to bust out of its shell?

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You feel something shift within, something striking the shell from inside and causing it to ring out hollowly. You jump, having been caught off guard. An inexplicably warm sensation spreads through your chest, you can't help but feel affectionate towards the creature residing inside. You've gone through a lot to retrieve this damned egg and cart it around. The fact it's finally about to hatch feels as though validation of all your effort.

You assume a meditative pose in front of the egg, but a thought occurs to you. {Profectus, quit flirting with Mortia and come here. It's time for you to stop lazing about an meditate.}

His displeased reply comes only a moment later. {Aw come on, man. She's exactly my type! Can't you just give me like, a few more minutes to work my charms? I think I'm really making progress here.}

You shake your head pityingly. {You know she's probably just pumping you for information-}

He interrupts. {Yeah, well as long as I get to pump her I'm just fine with-}

You cut him off. {No arguments. Get in here so my dragon baby can root through your consciousness.}

This seems to please Profectus, his response is excited. {Wait, I get to meditate on the egg? Alright, I'll be there in a little bit!}

True to his word, just a few moments later Profectus steps through your door, bidding his farewell to Mortia. He shuts the door behind him and turns to you, clapping his hands together eagerly. “Alright, boss. What do you need me to do?”

You gesture to the space across from you. “Just sit down and help me maintain the flame I'll be using to incubate the egg. I'll be starting off by gathering my vys, so this will likely take some time.”

He waves you off. “Yeah yeah, I know the drill. Contrary to popular belief I'm not a complete layabout.”

(2/3)

He assumes a meditative pose across from you, and you create a thin film of flame coating the surface of the egg. It illuminates the room brightly with dancing shadows and shifting light, but more importantly the light allows you to see through the thick shell in the barest of senses. You see the dark silhouette of your dragon, its wings curled around itself much like a bat's when it hangs from a branch. Blunt horns stretch from the back of its head, one protruding from the tip of its snout. Presumably to aid it in breaking free of its shell.

You slip easily into your meditative trance, the world fading away to black. Slowly, you find your sight filled in by the ebbs and flows of ambient vys, a endlessly shifting mass of blues, greens, purples, and reds. The egg glows brightly now that you've opened your third eye, even unhatched the Dragon's vys reserves must be quite large. Profectus appears brighter than he has in the past, but still seems to have tiny reserves. You can't help but wonder if that is a result of the process the Rhynians used to fuse his stone arm to the rest of his body.

You're not sure how long you spend gathering vys, but you feel it takes less time than it usually would. Either because of the presence of your dragon or due simply to the sheer amount of ambient vys, you fill your reserves quickly. Once that task is out of the way, you begin to focus on meditation itself.
>Vys Pool: (32/32)

>ROOOLL 3d10+6 vs DC 30! (+2 from Group Meditation, +2 from Meditation Method, +2 Special)

Rolled 2, 1, 9 + 6 = 18 (3d10 + 6)

>>35804392

Rolled 3, 9, 8 + 6 = 26 (3d10 + 6)

>>35804392
I got a 4 last time.

Rolled 10, 7, 10 + 6 = 33 (3d10 + 6)

>>35804392

Rolled 10, 7, 5 + 6 = 28 (3d10 + 6)

>>35804392

>>35804405
Spend 4

>>35804410
WE DID IT

>>35804401
>>35804405
>>35804410
>18, 26, 33
>Failure!
Spend 4 vys to make it a success?
>Spend
>Don't

>>35804428
Spend

>>35804428
Spend

>>35804428
>Spend

>>35804428
spend

>>35804428
>spend

>>35804428
spend

>>35804428
Spend

>>35804428
>even asking

>>35804428
Spend

>>35804428
Do you even need to ask?
Yes spend

>>35804428
>>Spend

Hopefully that helps Prof rank up to Vatis

>Spend
Congratulations! You're now a Master ranked Fire Vatis.
And a father.

>>35804428
>>Spend

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>>35804482
>And a father.

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>>35804482
YEEEESSSSS

>>35804482
Please make him a boy.

>>35804482
Master Rank Water Affinity (4/5 Insights) *LOCKED* Final Insight
Master Rank Fire Affinity
Apprentice Rank Earth Affinity (1/2 Insights)
Novice Rank Metal Affinity
Novice Rank Enchanter

So...

>>35804482
>making us a master fire vatis even though we hardly ever use fire

>>35804530
Its to boost our flamethrower option we have or those nasty plants back in the dungeon.

>Profectus: A thousand-something year old Rhynian soldier subjected to unknown experiments to enhance his magical abilities. Prone to vice, but all around a reliable friend.
>Max Vys: 12
>Vatis Rank Fire Vatis
> Novice Rank Earth Vatis

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Rolled 8, 2, 7 + 6 = 23 (3d10 + 6)

>>35804514

>>35804530

Well, we did just make a whole island go "boom". That has to count for something!

>>35804530
We've been meditating on it, even if we don't use it that often.

>>35804548
Good for him

>>35804530
Not based on usage, but on knowledge anon.

>>35804583
I must be a sex expert and a master pornographer then

>>35804530
You've been using illusions pretty extensively lately, or at least you did on the island to disguise your presence.

Regardless, it's based on study not usage.

So, we need to have Prof&Chrys pass their exams so they can wear the Vatis Robes, we can film their tests and have them meditate on it later on.

>>35804598
It's an academic pursuit. Y'know, like math or some shit.

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>>35804521
>not wanting a girl

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>>35804482

>>35804681
Damn I just realized that Profectus is basically megaman

>>35804681
>megaelf

>>35804658
I want a boy because I want to have my name used.

>>35804706
He hasn't copied anyone's powers, yet.

>>35804721
"So Profectus."
"When exactly are you going to become a giant pair of scissors?"

>>35804681
>>35804706
>>35804721
Somewhere there are ruins where a pod with a different power is stored, Prof must gather them all and battle them to restore his memories(they're all Profs, just with different powers/experiments)....someone can fill the rest to make a megaman subplot. Protoman may be included as well

>>35804869
I'd really enjoy that.

>>35804869
Prof is a clone of the real "Prof", the shadow/spirit thing we saw is the soul of the real Prof.
Like that Megaman Zero game plot or something?

So what were the name suggestions agian?

>>35804909
Zahhāk
And something else

>>35804901
Megaman Zero is the other way around, the protagonist is the soul in another body, and the villain his original body.
At least I'm pretty sure that's how it works.

Rolled 2, 9, 6 = 17 (3d10)

I'd like to propose that we name the Dragon after the Varistha if it's a male. I think that Sezhade would appreciate that, and so would the dragon.

>>35804955
Fuck that, plus thats not his real name.

>>35804955
No.

>>35804955
we don't even know the Varistha's name do we?

>>35804955
Wouldn't his real name cause problems?

>>35804955
nope

Rolled 2, 3, 4 = 9 (3d10)

>>35804982
>>35805004
>>35805006

Uh, you know I'm referring to his actual name, "Sehzade Rustame?" The one he enclosed in the personal note to us?

Ya'all need to get some reading comprehension.

>>35804986
>>35805024
Give me a reason not to instead of wasting posts with pointless one-word responses like middle school children. It's narratively, personally appropriate. And its a nice name.

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>>35804482

>>35805004
He signed the note in the trunk with that name. For some reason I thought that Sehzade was a title relating to the Shah, but I have trouble keeping up with the terminology.

>>35805044
You proposed it.
I vetoed it.
That's all there is to it.

>>35804932
Ain't the bad guy X in Zero's body at the end of Zero 3 or something?

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You focus on maintaining even, steady heat across the egg. Profectus' power allows you to concern yourself more with the details than with maintaining the spell, a relief as you'd be unlikely to make any sort of breakthrough using a method as simple as this one under different circumstances.

You're not sure exactly what happens, but something just falls into place. Some tidbit of knowledge you'd been missing. You become uncomfortably aware of the vys you're using acting as both catalyst and fuel for the fire, which produces no smoke as a normal fire would. You're aware of each ray of light produced by the flame and every subtle variation in heat. You understand with perfect clarity the way the fire shifts and moves across the surface of the egg. On a whim, you focus on the heat given off in a small area and attempt to suppress it. It requires great focus, but you're able to produce an area of flame that produces no heat. Letting your concentration slip, the fire returns to its normal state.

You try something different. You once more focus on the heat, but this time simply focus on maintaining it. You instead suppress the flame itself, and with surprising ease manage to produce the heat of the fire without the need for the flame. You feel a consciousness touch your own, curiosity evident, and assume that you've sparked the interest of your baby dragon. You sense confusion, and get the vague impression it's directed towards Profectus. You think of generally friendly, positive thoughts about your companion and feel an uncomfortable tugging in your head as the dragon presumably takes this information for itself, as long with various other aspects of your consciousness it finds interesting.
>Congratulations! You're now a Master rank Fire vatis!
>Vys Pool: (29/33)
(1/2 or 3)

You note that it's far more reverent than it has been previously, for lack of a better word. Normally your draconic would simple barge into your mind and take what it wants. This time, it almost seems to be asking permission before absorbing every tidbit of knowledge you have to offer it. It feels good to know that the creature finally respects you, instead of merely viewing you as some caretaker inferior to its own magnificence.

Before your very eyes, Profecuts' reserves begin to glow just a little bit brighter. Seems you're not the only one who's made a breakthrough today. You're preparing to put an end to the meditation when suddenly the glowing ball of vys inside the egg jerks into motion, a vaguely head-shaped appendage slamming into the egg. You're jarred awake by the shock, your vision fading once more into a view of the 'real' world. There is a new dent on the egg, a result of your child's attempt to burst free. You hear another heavy thud as it slams its horned snout once more into the shell of its egg, the material cracking further.

Profectus leaps to his feet and scrambles away, muttering a curse under his breath. You simply lean forward to get a better look as the horn finally punctures the shell. Your child struggles to part the shell further, but a fourth strike has its head bursting out of the shell. Its scales are pure white, and its eyes are a foggy, sightless red. You can't be sure whether this is simply a result of its youth, or a sign of disfigurement.
(2/3)

It uses hooks on its wings to break away yet more of its shell, allowing it to spill out in a torrent of thick, clear goop. It's roughly the size of a young child, despite having only just been born. You'd estimate its length at five feet, and its wingspan far larger. Fortunately it's keeping its wings close to is body for now. It crawls unsteadily out of the egg, using the 'elbows' of its wings and its short, stubby legs to support itself. Its mouth is held open, and it produces a strange sort of 'chirping' sound, too hoarse to be a bird's call. You feel a familiar presence touch your mind as it looks sightlessly about the room. It's scared, and cold, and hungry, and confused, and a plethora of other emotions.

>Have Profectus find it some food while you dry it off with a rag.
>As above, but who needs a rag? Dry it with a gentle jet of flame, it is a dragon after all.
>Simply observe it for a while longer, to see what it does. The first dragon born on the surface since prehistory!
>Write-in

>>35805206
>As above, but who needs a rag? Dry it with a gentle jet of flame, it is a dragon after all.

>>35805206
>>As above, but who needs a rag? Dry it with a gentle jet of flame, it is a dragon after all.

Muh baby!

>>35805206
>As above, but who needs a rag? Dry it with a gentle jet of flame, it is a dragon after all.

There is no way this can go wrong

>>35805206
>As above, but who needs a rag? Dry it with a gentle jet of flame, it is a dragon after all.

inb4 it's the bar all over again

>>35805206
>As above, but who needs a rag? Dry it with a gentle jet of flame, it is a dragon after all.

>>35805206
>Write in
Have Profectus find food while we dry it off with fire it IS a dragon and we gotta warm our baby up

>>35805231
>stone room
The bar was basically a gas station.
>>35805242
Are you stupid

>>35805248
I'm goin on like 5 hours of sleep today gimme a break...

>inb4 we burn it to death
>or the element we bathe it in decides on what type of dragon it becomes

>>35805206
>As above, but who needs a rag? Dry it with a gentle jet of flame, it is a dragon after all.

>>35805206
Can we make illusions easier now?

>Dry it with fire while Profectus goes to get it food.
Writin'.
Now would be a good time to start discussing a name. I believe a few threads ago, people were running words through google translate and using their Marathi equivalents as names. This is a valid strategy, as is using a name generator or simply coming up with something yourself.

>>35805304
Yep. Moving illusions are now feasible.

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>>35805206
>>As above, but who needs a rag? Dry it with a gentle jet of flame, it is a dragon after all.

We will train him well

>>35805313
Any suggestions?
The female names were autistic as shit.

>>35805313
what about the equivalent of Raphial in Marathi?

>>35805313

And along came Sally. So Sally shall be her name!

>>35805313
That's right I think it was something like white treasure though I can't recall for sure.

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>>35805313
But Soma
Is it a boy or a girl?

>>35805336
I like this.

>>35805345
I hated that idea in the first place, since the name didn't sound right.

>>35805336
this

>>35805313
Zahhāk has got my vote.

>>35805336
Support.

>>35805369
I'm with Zahhāk if it's male

>>35805369
That sounds good to me.

>>35805336
What is it though?

For the people who wanted to be funny and use treasure as a name it would have been better to use gems/jewls instead since they sound better.

>>35805336
Supporting

Oh, Dragons are all hermaphrodites so you can go with either.

>>35805336
Wait.
Wouldn't there be no "Raphial equivelant" in Marathi?

>>35805404
Raphial

>>35805418
HahahahahahahahahahahahahhhahahahahahahahahjajahajahajjsnjajajajjajajajajajajajabababababannfndbsbHnsjzjavajdnysoaknsshjandhajdbanhzn

>>35805418
Zahhāk then. Just calling it Raphial seems out of left field to me.

calisi

>>35805418

But Soma! We can't give it a Pokemon if we don't know whether it's a boy or a girl!

>>35805418
>Zahhāk

>>35805336
It's spelled Raphael, still like it though.

>>35805418
Let's go with Zahhāk

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>>35805418
Nice try, but my head was built with fakepost absorbing crumble zones!

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>>35805439
>>35805436
>>35805455
>>35805458
>>35805460
Dumbasses

>>35805418
Zahhāk

>>35805459
Why name it after an angel though?

>>35805418
Oh No! A ruseman, I let my guard down!

>>35805485

I love you Soma.

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>>35805485

>>35805336
It'd be Raphela.

>>35805351
You're not sure.

Sheesh, a guy goes to make coffee and the Rusemen come out of the woodwork.

Why the he'll is the word C:h;an, bankable, and it spreads to all boards?

>>35805594
Dude I have no idea what you're talking about.

>>35805594
What?
Did you try to type unlimited amount chan?

>>35805637
>>35805653
Got banned for illegal url and all I was about to post was what younger as sisters called older brothers in Japan.

>>35805674
...Onii-chan?

>>35805674
4chan's filters are pretty shit. Try typing gameboys without the e.

>>35805681
You would know that, siscon.

>>35805681
Without the dash and i, and replace it with ee.

>>35805716
They probably filtered it because oneechan is an extension for 4chan that moot didn't like or something.

You turn your attention briefly to Profectus, unable to quite contain the giddy excitement resultant from successfully hatching a dragon. “What are you standing there for?! Make yourself useful and find something for it to eat!”

Profectus, who seems a tad more panicked than you are, protest. “Why me?! I don't know what dragons eat! What, do you want me to fetch it a live goat to devour or something?”

“Yeah, sure, whatever. Just get it something. It's got to be hungry.” You've already turned your attention back to your adoptive child, gently coaxing a jet a flame into existence and using it to burn away the clear goo clinging to the dragon's scales. The dragon seems to be enjoying it, as it makes a sound not dissimilar to a cat purring. It's a deep, resonant rumbling from its throat, and you can sense from your connection to the dragon that it's happy. It feels safe, and comfortable.

It doesn't take long to burn away the residue, but you maintain the jet of flame anywhere. It's surprisingly easy to do, you don't even feel the slightest bit drained by the effort. Slowly, your dragon hobbles towards you. When it gets close it stretches its neck out and sniffs at you curiously, its snout only inches away from your face. You're a little intimidated, considering its mouth is full of sharp, needle-like teeth that, even young as it is, could probably be used to tear your nose off.
(1/2)

It seems to deem you satisfactory because it starts climbing into your lap. You're forced to cut off the jet of flame to avoid incinerating yourself, something the dragon doesn't seem entirely pleased with. It tries to curl up in your lap, but that doesn't really work out. The thing is, after all, only a few feet shorter than you are. You just end up pinned on the floor beneath its weight.

Its flesh burns, much like the egg had before it hatched. However, the dragon's body heat is even hotter than the surface of the egg had been. You try to lay a hand on its flank, but flinch as soon as your skin makes contact. The only thing keeping you're grateful that your robes are thick, or else you'd probably be in significant pain right now. Hesitantly, you sheath your hand in flame and run it along the dragon's side, sending licks of fire across its body. It starts purring again, and seems to have fallen asleep for now. Still, you can't exactly move.

>Call your friends, you need to show off.
>Just wait for Profectus to get back, wouldn't want your kid taking a chunk out of any of your companions.
>Write-in

>>35805901
>Just wait for Profectus to get back, wouldn't want your kid taking a chunk out of any of your companions.
I don't want Chrys or anyone thinking were in danger.

>>35805885
>>Just wait for Profectus to get back, wouldn't want your kid taking a chunk out of any of your companions.
>>Write-in
Just call Chrys, she is the mother.

>>35805901
>>Just wait for Profectus to get back, wouldn't want your kid taking a chunk out of any of your companions.

>>35805922
This.

>>35805901
>Just wait for Profectus to get back, wouldn't want your kid taking a chunk out of any of your companions.

>>35805922
support

>>35805901

wait for Dindin before showing off, dont want him eating SkullKid or something.

>>35805922
She's not a good enough Vatis to be the mother.

>>35805901
After it eats can we meditate on fire with our baby?

>>35805901
>Try to figure out if it's a boy or a girl.

>>35805901
Call your friends, but tell them not to come. Still brag about it though.

>>35806005
Let's let it rest for the night.
Being born can take a lot out of ya and I don't want to tax the little tyke.

>>35806034
This souunds good

don't call anybody
just wait for prof

>>35806034
This

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It has to be said.
>Dragons purr
HNNNG

>>35806034
>YO BITCHES, GUESS WHO JUST GOT A MOTHER FUCKING DRAGON.

>>35805901
>Just wait for Profectus to get back, wouldn't want your kid taking a chunk out of any of your companions.

See how it is after being fed, then start calling people in to say hi. Maybe not all at the some time.

>Wait for Prof.
Writin'

>tfw, our dragon is actually a wyvern.

>>35806332
you shut your slanderous aghtaki mouth

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Ok that's pretty cute.

>>35806332
Hopefully it isn't blind. If it is though I guess its a good excuse to master Nature and teach it, since Water probably can't heal its eyes if it's born blind and doesn't have a self image of being able to see. Unless GM Water can get around that somehow.

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S-soon?

You continue petting it while you wait for Prof to get back with something for it to eat. You're a little amazed by just how large it is. Of course, you knew it would be large based on the size of the egg, but this is beyond your expectations. To think, this was the runt of the litter. All of the other eggs in the nest stood taller than you.

You're left to wonder in awe at your dragon peacefully for a few minutes, but eventually your dragon's head shoots up, the creature suddenly awake. You get a sense of excitement, eagerness, and hunger. For a moment, you're worried. Then you hear the faint bleating of a goat from down the hall. Apparently Profectus has returned with its dinner. You wince as the Dragon struggles to get up, not quite used to moving its limbs. You catch a hooked claw in the cheek, but fortunately it doesn't break the skin.

Eventually, after getting stabbed in the ribs by a blunt horn, nipped with tiny, needle-like teeth, and eventually bowled over by its weight you manage to extricate yourself from your dragon. It paces around your room, excited. You can tell it's looking forward to this meal. As soon as Profectus pulls the door open, the goat begins to tug and struggle against the rope tied around its neck. It bleats in panic at the sight of the dragon, apparently aware of the mortal danger it faces.

Your dragon leaps into motion, pushing with its powerful hind legs to send itself soaring through the air. It keeps its wings tucked, using the hooks on its elbows to dig into the poor animal's flesh while Profectus tries to get it under control. Profectus, for his part, screams rather more high pitched than you would've expected and stumbles away, leaving your child to its meal.

(1/2)

With the goat pinned beneath its weight, the dragon lets out a burst of flame point blank into the animal's face. The flesh is quickly charred black, the scents of burnt hair and meat filling the air. At least it gave the poor beast a quick, merciful death. Regardless, your dragon immediately begins ripping away chunks of the charred flesh with great vigor, the connection you share transmitting to you its sense of satisfaction at having made its first kill and its desire to impress its father with its hunting prowess.

Well, it was hardly much of a hunt. You did sort of have Profectus lead the animal here to be slaughtered. Still, your dragon seems quite pleased. You make your way across the room to lean in the door frame and watch your adoptive child eat its fill, occasionally opening its mouth wide to shoot forth another powerful burst of flame, charring yet more flesh for it to consume.

Darzi is the first to emerge from her room, presumably to investigate the smell and the noise. At the sight of you and Profectus hanging out in the hallway watching a giant winged lizard tearing away at the burnt corpse of a goat, she opens her mouth to say something. You're not quite sure what, as she's unable to properly form a coherent sentence. She's just standing there babbling incoherently about dragons and hallucinations. Did she think the egg was just for show, or something?

>Try to get the dragon back into your room so it's not feasting in the middle of the hallway.
>Leave it be, you're not going to get between a dragon and its meal.
>Try to calm Darzi down, you think she's broken.
>Call the rest of the gang out here to see.
>Write-in

>>35806579
>>Try to get the dragon back into your room so it's not feasting in the middle of the hallway.
Be firm, calm, commanding. We a dad.
Then
>Try to calm Darzi down, you think she's broken.
Then
>Call the rest of the gang out here to see.

>>35806579
>Try to calm Darzi down, you think she's broken
"Say hello to the latest member of our family"

>>35806579
>Try to get the dragon back into your room so it's not feasting in the middle of the hallway.
>Try to calm Darzi down, you think she's broken.
>Call the rest of the gang out here to see.

We are very methodical. There are protocols. We shall follow them consequentially and in chronological order.

>>35806579
>Try to calm Darzi down, you think she's broken.

>>35806579
Seconded >>35806603

>>35806579
>Try to calm Darzi down, you think she's broken.
>Try to get the dragon back into your room so it's not feasting in the middle of the hallway.
Send it toughs that for now it must hide untill it's strong and wise enough

>>35806579
>>Try to get the dragon back into your room so it's not feasting in the middle of the hallway.
Have to teach her manners early on.
>Try to calm Darzi down, you think she's broken.

>>35806579
>Leave it be, you're not going to get between a dragon and its meal.
>Call the rest of the gang out here to see.

Trying to interfere with somebodys lunch and leaving an flesh eating giant lizard alone are both bad ideas

>>35806603
Seconding, also praise it for it's hunting prowess.

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>>35806603
Sounds good.
Get that authority going.

>>35806603
Second

>>35806603
this.

>>35806603
Second.

Hopefully we won't have to make a Daddy Roll.

>>35806603
Second

Least of all so Kadir doesn't get it in his thick head that he can have our dragon in compensation for his dad. (Which I'm sure he'll think the second he hears about a living dragon within 100 miles of his army).

So dragon aquired.
Do we have any ideas as to how we raise and transport this thing without attracting a ridiculous amount of attention?

>>35806723
No~ne whatsoev~er!

>>35806723
Put a harness on it and call it Al Gasreed the Second finest Guar in all the Lands.

>>35806723
Make it walk on two legs and give it clothes, convince anyone that questions us that they are insane.