>>39470919
Places I say things (like imminent threads): https://twitter.com/Predhack

The story to now: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Re:%20Lizard%20EX%20Quest

Character sheet: http://pastebin.com/dLa1ayJX

>>39470919
>>What do you want to do? <specify>
Ask mom how to get big like her so we can do what we want as well. And so we can wear any hat we want.

>>39470919
>What do you want to do? <specify>
GO bird hunting! also ask mom when we can visit the witch to sort out or magic. Being on fire sucks.

>>39470919
Find a bird and a sharp wooden stick. See if we can cook the bird before it hits the ground.

>>39470919
Looks like we're going to go a bird murdering, after asking mom something.
>writing

>>39471255
You watch as mom continues to crunch idly on a half baked gator tail. This can't possibly be enough to fill her stomach but she hasn't done much besides sit around all day so maybe she's not particularly hungry. Still you do wonder a couple things.

"How do you gets big?" you ask.

Mom looks at you and seems to consider the question for a bit before shrugging and answering in her signature whisper. "I don't knows. I am just big. I eat a lot, and get in fights, and get older, and I keep getting bigger." She looks at Kuru. "She is almost the same age as me, and yet she isn't big. It depends on the lizard. My brothers are smaller than me, but they can do different things than I can't."

You nod. That makes some sense. Still you hope you end up big like mom. Though you do have other problems to look into.

"Auntie and Kuru thinks that a witch might help me with my glow. Can we go there?"

A surprised look crosses mom's face and she gives a considering look before nodding. The idea apparently not having occurred to her. "That might work. We can go theres someday soon and... work something out." Something about the way Mom said that tells you that she's used to getting what she wants. Kuru put her head in her hands so she probably has a better idea about what mom meant, though she doesn't like what she heard.

>Further questions?

If not we'll continue

>>39471490
Why Does Kuru have her head in her hands?

Can I go hunt birds now?

>>39471490
Alrighty.
>writin

>>39471490
You look at Kuru with concern. "Are you okay?"

She looks up startled and shrinks when she sees all attention on her.

"I'm fine," she says waving a hand, "I just remembered something I forgot that was kind of embarassing." She looks at your mother. "Should I take Sunniva to the witch? She knows me, and you can find something for the others to do in the meantime."

Mom shrugs and nods. "As long as it gets done."

You're bored now. "Can I go hunt birds?"

"Are you still hungry?" mom asks looking surprised.

You shake you head in the negative. You're actually pretty full. You ate nearly an entire goose yourself. You're pretty sure much more and you wouldn't be able to move.

"So why do you want to hunt birds?" Kuru adds in.

How do explain?

>Tell me

>>39471490
FIND THE BIRDS, SLAY THEIR KIND, SALT THE EARTH, OFFER THEM TO THE MIGHTY LIZARD GOD!!!

>>39471791
"Because birds are a blight."

>>39471791
"the lizard god demands it"

>>39471791
>>Tell me
>Because they're birds

God help us when we meet a harpy.

"A finger and a bird? BLASPHEMY!"

>>39471791
>GAS THE BIRDS, RACE WAR NOW

>>39471791
Because I wanna get strong, Birds messed me up on first hunt, so I mess them up to get stronger. Plus food for tomorrow.

>>39471791
They hurt brother. Even if it was his fault.

>>39471791
>"Because they are birds?"

Give the most confused expression possible, like the answer is incredibly obvious.

>>39471791
That's a lot of reasons. Condensing may be tricky...
>writing

Why are all my captcha's pictures today?

>>39471791
"Birds a shit." Just say this. It fits our speech comprehension perfectly.

>>39472026
Pretty close to what I'm going with. Minor delays due to interruptions

>>39472041
There are so many reasons you could say for this. Birds are assholes. Birds keep getting in your way. Birds messed with your siblings. So many reasons.

"Birds suck," you say concisely. That basically covers your feelings.

Mom and Kuru appear to have no response to that.

"Also more for later," you add belatedly.

That appears to be all the needed. Mom moves her tail out of the way of the door and you get going.

"Don't goes too far," Kuru calls out, and you turn and see her listening to mom before yelling again, "And if you have any problems just call out."

You head out into the swamp. There's gotta be a bird out here somewhere.

I need a d10

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>39472435

>>39472435
>2
Heh. Okay I need a d100
>then writing

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>39472522

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>39472522

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>39472522
it begins

>>39472522

>>39472522
The swamp is fairly boring this evening. What birds there are seem to fly away on sight of you. You'd like to imagine this is because they know what's coming for them but they're probably just being normal birds.

After about half an hour you are despairing for birds to murder when you hear a sound.

"Cluck."

You turn. That sounded like a chicken. You make your way silently around a copse of trees and spot it. A herd, is it a herd? A flock of chickens. There are one or two small roosters moving around in the group as the mill about on the ground. Oh this will be sweet.

"Bruh cawk!" You spin around and find a larger rooster staring down at you from a low branch in the tree you just passed. It's neck feather puff out and it struts back and forth on the branch. Then it lowers its head and lets out a rapid series of clucks that sound almost like a gobble.

Black white checkered feathers. Flashing black spurs. and that horrible clucking. You hurt and you're bleeding.

You snap back to the present and shake off the memories. This isn't the same bird. This one is a regular colored wild rooster, though it's feathers are a more bloody red than orangish yellow. ANd it's crop and waddle are both engorged and red with blood as the bird clucks at you. It's also bigger, but that doesn't matter. You're a bird murdering machine.

The bird warbles again and it jumps from the branch to attack. You hear the flock of chickens behind you scatters.

>Meet the charge!
>Sidestep and try to get behind it!
>Fall back and then bait an attack you can counter
>Other?

>>39472948
>Fall back and then bait an attack you can counter
Revenge! REVENGE!

REVENGE FROM ACROSS THE GRAVE!

>>39472948
>Sidestep and try to get behind it!

>>39472948
>Fall back and then bait an attack you can counter

DEATH TO THE BIRDS

>>39472948
>Sidestep and try to get behind it!
I want to say these are turkeys

>>39472948
>Sidestep and try to get behind it!
Rollin Rollin Rollin.

>>39472948
Move bitch get out the way
>writing
Needs 2d100

>>39473004
Just wild chickens. They're a thing.

Rolled 28, 70 = 98 (2d100)

>>39473131

Bit of Jungle fowl.

Rolled 80, 47 = 127 (2d100)

>>39473131

Rolled 16, 3 = 19 (2d100)

>>39473131
ok then let's do this

>>39473150
put away those dice before you kill us.

>>39473131
You pitch left and roll out of the way, watching the rooster slide past you as it hits the ground and digs a deep furrow into the earth. You get your claws under you and arrest your own slide and leap for the birds back.

Midleap you watch the bird turn faster than you'd have thought it capable and leap again. Its spurs missing you but colliding with you all the same and you mentally prepare to tangle with the rooster at close quarters. It's just a bird and you've got arms with claws on them and a mouth full of teeth. You'll have the advantage. The expected tussle as you both fall never occurs. Instead you find yourself bodily thrown away from the bird as it hits you with a force that exceeds expectations again.

You grind to a halt and give the rooster another appraisal. The birds bright red wattle and draws your eye again and you see the way it nearly seems to glow. As the bird turns and lowers its head toward you, neck feathers flaring you notice for the first time that the bird's pupil-less eyes are as red as blood themselves.

>Full frontal assault
>Same as last time but better
>Let it come in at you and then jump it
>Other?

>>39473427
>Let it come in at you and then jump it

>>39473427
>Let it come in at you and then jump it

Attack the glowy Wattle!

>>39473427
>Let it come in at you and then jump it
burn like the sun little salamander, slay the beast

>>39473427
>Let it come in at you and then jump it

>>39473427
Pick your shots

Quick vote:
Attack wattle?

>>39473628
Yeah also throat and eyes.

>>39473628
>>39473668
go for the head/neck area in general

>>39473628
GO FOR THE THROAT

>>39473628
Sure
>writing
Gimme 2d100

Rolled 86, 96 = 182 (2d100)

>>39473710

Rolled 42, 4 = 46 (2d100)

>>39473710

Rolled 15, 38 = 53 (2d100)

>>39473710
lets hope I don't kill us all

>>39473724
Nice.

Rolled 21, 21 = 42 (2d100)

>>39473710
Do a barrel roll!

>>39473799
Blackjack!

If we kill this rooster, we should take his spurs and make some sweet elbow spikes for ourselves. Or maybe forearm blade/spikes. I think the sizes would match up properly and rooster spurs ain't no joke. They're hard and sharp.

>>39473814
That's not a bad idea. I can definitely get down with that.

>>39473710
You circle with the rooster. Stepping in and then back out trying to tempt an attack. Finally the bird take the bait and leaps at you spurs out. Backsliding you dodge the attack before leaping at the bird yourself. Claws meet featherless flesh on the rooster's face and you dig in as hard as you can. The skin is surprisingly tough, but without feathers to guard it tears under your attack. You rake the bird and immediately step clear as it grabs at you with those spurs again.

The bird's attack finds only air and you step further out of reach to gauge the damage. Vicious cuts scar the rooster's face and neck. You narrowly missed one of its eyes, and a trickle of blood threatens to blind it instead. Actually, you realize, the trickle is suspicious. From what the lizard you met on the way to Mom told you, a cut on the head of most creatures should bleed pretty heavily. The rooster doesn't seem to bleed much at all, despite the cuts.

Yourself you still feel ready to fight. The bump that knocked you away earlier didn't do any real damage, and the medicine Kuru put on your burns still leaves them fairly numb, though as you roll around they start to flare up again.

Feathers fly as the bird jumps at you again, seemingly ignoring what you did to its head, falling well short but forcing you to backstep to keep ground between you. You slash at the bird as it passes and strike feathers, but remind it you're not helpless. The pair of you settle into another round of low circling around each other.

>Quick strikes
>Hit it hard
>Keep up with the baiting
>Do something special/fancy <specify>
>Other?

>>39473964
>Quick strikes
wear it down and then go in for the kill

>>39473964
>Hit it hard
Birds have hollow bones. We crack one its down.

Rolled 37, 51 = 88 (2d100)

>>39473964
>>Hit it hard

>>39473964
Breath fire on it

>>39473964
Alright gimme a 2d100

Rolled 77, 58 = 135 (2d100)

>>39474102

Rolled 24, 52 = 76 (2d100)

>>39474102

Rolled 98, 67 = 165 (2d100)

>>39474102
BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD

also are... are we fighting a dire chicken?

>>39474143
it might be a cockatrice, but I doubt it. it sounds like it might have false eyes or something?

>>39474180
Cockatrices have scales on them, and turn you to stone upon skin to skin contact, which would cause a huehuehue esque death

>>39473964
77 58
>writing

>>39474127
This is the exact wrong opponent for that quote

>>39474228
uhm lamb, isn't that 98, 67 the third roll, and thus valid, or are you going first roll?

>>39474228
Well, that's not worrying at all.

>>39474250
God damn it, stupid people rolling before I ask for it and fucking me up

You're correct.

>>39474143
>>39474180

The cockatrice would prob be a level 3 or 4 evolution
And yeah farm animals can evolve in this world right
So we are maybe fighting the level 2 dire chicken

>>39474275
You press whatever advantage you've gained and throw yourself at the rooster. Claws and teeth meet feathers as the pair of you meet and the bird somehow resists your weight slamming into it and keeps its feet. You slash at it and feel your claws penetrate deep enough in the feathery mass to find flesh, before disengaging to avoid a pointed reprisal from the rooster.

Again you notice that the birds injuries don't seem to bleed properly. In fact the cuts around its face appear to have been sealed over already by a black crust that surrounds the entire area around the wound. The bird clucks at you again and you feel your heart start pumping faster as the bird's eyes glow and its body swells slightly, growing larger.

You're really getting the impression this isn't a normal rooster

>Screw you! I can glow too!
>Peck at it while you try to figure out what it just did
>Keep up the strong hits, that last one apparently pissed it off
>Other stragery! <specify>
>You're pretty sure this is almost exactly what Mom meant when she told you to call for help if you needed it.
>Other anything else? <also specify>

>>39474401
>>Screw you! I can glow too!
This is a mistake.

I'm going to vote for it anyway.

>>39474401
>> Screw you! I can glow too!
>> A glow and grow off?

>>39474401
>Screw you! I can glow too
You just gotta ignite the light~

>>39474401
>>Screw you! I can glow too!
~~blinded by the light...~~

>>39474401
Did they order the original recipe?
need 2d100
>writing

>>39474401
>Screw you! I can glow too!
WE ARE THE CHOSEN OF THE SUN, WE WILL NOT LOSE TO YOU FOUL BIRD

>>39474401
>Screw you! I can glow too!

Rolled 23, 23 = 46 (2d100)

>>39474559

Rolled 23, 41 = 64 (2d100)

>>39474559
kill it with fire

Rolled 61, 62 = 123 (2d100)

>>39474559

FOR THE EMPRAH!

>>39474567
>>39474575
Wow, dice gods really like the number 23 today this roll.

>>39474559
As a chef, it bugs me that you say this, and yet we're not using any oil.

Note to self(Sunniva). Get bucket of oil.

>>39474559
61,62

That's the lizard I know
>writing

>>39474567
>>39474575
what's with all the 23s?
>>39474579
good enoug...
>123
the fuck?

>>39474624
Did we die? The lizard I know dies a lot.

>>39474624
You begin to glow brightly, matching the chickens own glow... Suddenly the chickens eyes flash! You feel a bit slow and heavy, you notice suddenly that your hide has begun to turn to stone, you struggle, attempting to fight the chicken as it pecks at you over and over again, speeding up the process. Soon the stone reaches your heart and you cease to breathe. All that remains of you is a perfect stone statue, lost to the ages.

>Reroll character.

>>39474667
I was wondering where you went. Go back to where ever that was we don't want you here.

>>39474667
You know what's funny?
I'll give you a hint.
It's not you.

>>39474624
hey we rolled triples. Doesn't that give a bonus?

>>39474715
That IS a 1/10000 chance

>>39474624
This bird doesn't know who it's messing with, but if it's a magic contest it wants, it'll get it. You reach back to the well of power you tapped this morning and find it has refilled to a point beyond where it was this morning, almost overflowing now, and churned up and murky as before. You try to tap it.

Your skin glows and you feel the power come alive as it flows out of you. A burning corona begins to form around you and you pick up the smell of grilling lizard and you skin tingles. That's not a great thing.

You charge the rooster and this time the two of you go tumbling as you hit it above it's center of weight. There's a violent tumble and you two thrash at each other as you roll around on the ground, your firey aura now trying to burn the bird as much as it burns you. The chicken's spurs dig into you in kind though and you feel your blood start to flow for a moment before the fire sears the cuts closed again.

The rolling ball finishes and you see the birds spurs have gotten longer and tinged with reddish brown material on the new length. The two of you are still much the worse for wear. The bird's feathers are singed in many places and you think you've burned half of its face. But you've got more fire sealed holes in you than your average healer would recommend having.

You're on fire!
>Maintain the magic can't get much worse
>Stop feeding the flame at least, a roll in the mud here will put you out

Get that boyd!
>Keep up the strong assault
>Back off and peck at it, catch your breath
>A new strategy! <specify>
>Signal mom and the sibs, this isn't going as well as hoped
>Other?

>>39474715
>>39474767
Yeah, okay. If you choose to maintain the magic I'll let you reroll to touch it up. I like number patterns

>>39474860
>Maintain the magic can't get much worse

>A new strategy! <specify>

Throw the fire at him!

>>39474860
>Maintain the magic can't get much worse
>A new strategy! <specify>
>>Throw the fire burning you at him. and learn fireball!

>>39474860
>Stop feeding the flame at least, put out the flames with the blood of your enemy

>Keep up the strong assault
would say catch our breath but seeing as we're on fire and the bird would likely attack us if we head towards the mud for a quick roll I say kill it fast so we can put out the flames

>>39474860
>and you see the birds spurs have gotten longer and tinged with reddish brown material on the new length
Is this a bloodmage rooster?

Because I'm totally making that an enemy in a campaign now.

>>39474860
>Maintain the magic can't get much worse

>Pepper Breath!
>Ember!
>Something Something Great Balls of Fire.

>>39474889
...yes.
This.

>>39474957
Goodness gracious great balls of fire.
pleb.

>>39474860
>Maintain the magic can't get much worse
>A new strategy! <specify>

Bait it out, try to get it into a position where we can get -on top of it-
Then grab, strangle and sear.

>>39474860
We need to learn how to not be in pain whenever we catch fire.

Bloodninja roosters can't catch you if you're on fire! Eat his heart!

>>39474579
>>39474567
>23, 23
>>39474575
>23
>>39474579
>123

Super spooky

Basically we need to evolve into something more fireproof then we are.

>>39474860
Extra Crispy
Need 3d100

Rolled 40, 44, 50 = 134 (3d100)

>>39475078
Oh god.

Rolled 64, 84, 12 = 160 (3d100)

>>39475071
Hopefully this pushes us over the edge of level 100 and we do evolve.

>>39475078

Rolled 49, 40, 4 = 93 (3d100)

>>39475078
BURN IN THE EVERLASTING HELLFIRE OF CREATION

>>39475078
SHIT! WE FORGOT THE 21 HERPS AND SPICES! ABORT! ABORT!

>>39475071
I figure that constantly burning ourselves is probably a requirement for a fire-based evolution.

Rolled 47, 45, 81 = 173 (3d100)

>>39475078

>>39475110
Um...
*herbs

>>39475114
That or all our skin will be scar tissue, and we'll no longer care.

>>39475087
>>39475092
>>39475096
>64, 84, 50

Not entirely terrible.

Man, the rolls in this quest are astoundingly mediocre.

>>39475135
Actually, he takes sets, not rolls from each.

>>39475078
64,84,50
Pity
>writing

>>39475110
>>39475132
Herps is funnier cuz it makes it a herpetology joke

>>39475158
I thought I took rolls from each... Point out an instance where I failed to and it may benefit you guys.

>>39475187
>Pity
Lamb please. This hurts the anon.

>>39475187
Oh.
Apparently I'm just horribly unobservant.

It doesn't help that all the high rolls in this thread are in the same posts.

>>39475187
>Pity

Does... That mean that we won? Or that we lost?
The way I see it, it's one or the other.

Also, did you factor in the bonus you mentioned?

>>39475187
You mentally take hold of you magic flow and try to kick it into a better shape. You feel like you almost had it but at the last moment the flow slips your control. You see the chicken rearing up for another shot at you and you try and condense the flow into something you can throw.

This time the power works with you and you feel your burning aura condense in lines across your body. The burning lines swell and you feel a pressure build until it explodes out. Spears of burning light crash into the swamp around you at random and burning random patterns into the ground and trees.

The roost catches this at the last second and manages to barely avoid line that sweeps past it, except the tip of its tail which is seared cleanly through and catches flame. It's attack aborted you have another moment to act

>Do that again!
>Alright, enough magic, take it down claw-wise
>Other strategery? <specify>
>Try to make the magic even out again?
>Try something else with magic? <specify>
>other?

>>39475208
>>39475292
The pity was "oh they're one short of turning this into 'not burning while magic is still on'"

>>39475310
>not burning while magic is still on
FUCK!!!!!!!1!!!!!one!one!!!!!

>>39475310
>>Try to make the magic even out again?

>>39475310
>>Do that again!

>>39475310
>Alright, enough magic, take it down claw-wise
So... we needed a 65 on that that? Jeesh. That is pretty close.

>>39475310
>>Alright, enough magic, take it down claw-wise
Again, if we get on it's back it wont be able to claw or peck us and we can snap its neck before it can regenerate.

>>39475310
>Do that again!
try to blow its brains out

>>39475310
>Do that again!

>>39475342
We can practice that outside of a fight to the death.

>>39475310
>Do that again!

HAHAHAHAHAHA FINALLY

SUNNY IS USING MAGIC THAT ISN'T JUST SETTING HERSELF ON FIRE! NO, THAT IS NOW JUST A SIDE-EFFECT!

>>39475310
>Do that again!

DEATH TO THE DEVIL BIRD!

>>39475310
>Do that again!
we're learning

Watch as we nat 1 this next magic roll.

>>39475408
Magical explosion? Kill the while flock?

I'm down with that.

>>39475408
>>39475433
Tiny lizard inhales the sun and explodes. News at 11

>>39475310
We're writing our name in the swamp with fire. If we fire this off enough times at least some of the burns have to be letter shaped!
I need 2d100

Rolled 55, 19 = 74 (2d100)

>>39475482
Monkeys and typewriters, mate.

Rolled 94, 13 = 107 (2d100)

>>39475482

Rolled 77, 4 = 81 (2d100)

>>39475482

>>39475504
>>39475508
>>39475521
good first roll shit second roll

Rolled 98, 28 = 126 (2d100)

>>39475482

>>39475482
94 13
Hahaha
What's so funny after next post

>>39475567
...English?

>>39475567
That worked. That worked! The rooster is relatively unhurt but you can fix that. You try to force the magic into doing that again. It fights you a bit but then settles into the pattern more comfortably. You subtly try and direct the lines of flame this time. Cutting them across the front of your body and exposing those surfaces to the chicken. They compress and explode out as the strings of angry sun.

The rooster sees again and tries to dodge but finds its previous evasion buried its feet too deep into muck for quick movement. Line after line of flame lashes into the bird, and you can smell burning feathers and chicken flesh now, alongside the smell of burning lizard.

Your power runs out with a woomph as air displaces the burning spots you were carbing around you and you feel a harsh wind blow over your skin, teasing you skin with pain and, thankfully, snuffing out the flames all over you.

You look at the blackened lines cut in the ground where the rooster used to be. Stupid ass thought his magic could beat yours. Hah. Woah, the world is spinning... The ground is kind enough to rise up and grab you before you can fall down. You pass out anyway.

Nearby
>Magic
>Stealth
>Brute Force

>>39475583
The second roll was for the rooster.

>>39475780
>Brute Force
Mom?

>>39475780
>Magic
Wizard Lizard.

>>39475820
Think the vote is for who finds us

Brute is mom
Stealth is auntie or kuru
Magic is a priest.

>>39475780
>Magic

>>39475780
>Magic
we have a magic touch after all

>>39475780
>Brute Force

Priests are Stranger danger.

Welp we're about to exiled or killed while passed out.

>>39475844
magic could be dad

>>39475874
>Trusting Dad after showing he will throw us under the bus to the priests.

>>39475780
>Brute Force

>>39475844
>>39475874
Or Magic could be the witch.

Which would be neat.

>>39475780
>Brute force

>>39475780
>Magic

>>39475780
Brute Force wins.
>wiriting

>>39475890
and risk mom finding out he did that?

>>39475982
He is not a brave man, nor does he seem particularly bright.

>>39475930
Witch lived a good ways away. She was a journeys worth or land away.

>>39475982
I think you're giving him a little too much credit.

>>39476065
>>39476009
well this time mom is home, and unlike the priest he actually lives with her. Just saying this time he does have someone to hide behind, or as it might be someone to avenge us should his spine still be missing in action.

>>39476104
Yeah maybe, Still he's a coward and not the brightest bulb. I'd rather not tempt fate.

>>39475972
The vote 2 seconds before your post renders it a tie.

Hah!

>>39475972
He followed the fire. He hadn't eaten in days. All the food he tried to catch ran off. Everytime he stopped long enough to try and dig into a nest of something or other something large would show up and he'd have to flee. Worst he was pretty sure he'd never catch up at the rate he was going. There was no chance he was going the wrong way. He was smart enough to know that.

He was also smart enough to know that they didn't think he was strong enough to help. He's show them. He would catch up to them, and send them back. Then he'd finish the mission.

But for now there was fire ahead of him. And sometimes fire meant food. He'd run into some other lizards that had had fires with food. They'd wanted something for their food though. The second time he snuck off then came back and took food after they fell asleep. That was yesterday. Now he was hungry again.

The fire went out, but there was still smoke. Maybe it was just smaller. He thought to himself as he mounted a small rise. A feathery body lay in front of him. a line of fire cut across it, its flesh seared. Food!

He waited only a second before digging in. The feathery bird was large and he couldn't eat all of it. But that just meant there was enough to soothe the worrying pit in his stomach. He ate quickly, before the thing that followed could catch up he had to be moving again.
[1/2]

>>39476161
[2/2]

Whatever he didn't eat he did his best to pack, then lacking anything to pack it in he carried it in his arms. Only then did he notice the other feathered bodies lying nearby. Each lying on or under a line of burnt ground or tree. At center of the pattern of fire though he found something odd.

It was his sister, the one that thought he was stupid. He felt a spark of hope light in him. He'd finally caught up! Clearly she'd bitten off more than she could chew and their brother had been forced to leave her.

He considered that maybe he'd have to leave her too. He could barely manage carrying the food he had anyway. He couldn't carry her too.

>Magic
>Stealth
>Brute Force

>>39476153
Does it? Oops guess they're 2 secs too slow

>>39476187
>stealth

>>39476187
>Stealth

>>39476187
>Stealth
no I'm interested.

>>39476187
>Stealth

>>39476187
>Stealth

>>39476187
Stealth wins
>writing

>>39476187
>Brute Force
Brothers too reckless

>>39476329
He can't just leave her here. His Mom might get angry. Kuru said moms have ways of knowing things their kids did. She also said it wasn't magic but it's pretty obvious it has to be magic. If she were here he'd see her. Stupid Kuru.

He spends a couple minutes trying to find a way to juggle his sister and his food. Their brother must have taken her bag. A bag would be really useful about now actually. He fails to notice the shadow appearing over him as he works to balance the two loads.

The human was relieved. He'd followed this lizard across most of the swamp. It'd been decided he'd hunt it by his elders, so he had to. He called out to let the others know where he was and stepped on the lizard's tail so it could not run.

The lizard panicked. He'd waited too long and now this thing had caught up with him.

>Magic
>Stealth
>Brute Force

Pick 2

>>39476187
>Magic

>>39476438
>Magic
>Brute Force

Yo what the hell, why are the humans being such dicks.

>>39476438
>Stealth
>Brute Force

>>39476438
>Stealth
>Brute Force

>>39476438
>Magic

>>39476438
>>Stealth
>>Brute Force

>>39476438
>>Magic
>Brute Force

>>39476438
>Magic

>>39476438
>Magic
>Brute Force

>>39476438
Counting

>>39476617
Magic and brute force
>writing

But... Fingery ones! No!

Guys, we can't afford to die here, god forbid we return as the thing we hate most, a chicken...

>>39476631
The human pulls a stone knife from his belt and spins it around. The lizard isn't really a great trophy but it managed to illude him for some time. And the lizards of the swamp are known to be crafty and worthy opponents. It's a good start.

The lizard struggles to free his tail and panics at the sight of the knife. Weapons aren't terribly familiar to him but the creature was already bigger than him. It's clear that its intentions aren't good. The mammal bends and the lizard prepares to claw the hell out of it if it gets closer, slipping as far onto his back as he can to bring all claws into play.

A meaty sound fills the burnt out patch of swamp and the body falls down limp. The lizard looks at the mammal's now cooling corpse, the cooling assisted by a chunk of ice lodged in its head. He follows the line of rime the ice chunk drew across the swamp and sees a lizard covred in decorations with a silly looking frog hat step into sight. Oh that's dad.

Relief and frustration fills him. Dad must have started following him as soon as he left in order to catch up. Now he'll no doubt try and take him back. But still, he did save him from the human.

Mahli is pleased. Not only did he find the errant child, apparently another one had snuck away. He couldn't really be sure which one the extra was. They all looked the same to him, it was sad to say. It wasn't that he didn't care, but he just had never been able to tell children apart until they got older.
[1/2]

Rolled 3 (1d3)

>>39476920
[2/2]

Still there'd be no doubt that Kasha would forgive him if he returned with them. Then Kasha could explain to Wasem what happened. Wasem did not like Kasha but he'd understand Mahli's position and only hold it a little bit against him for failling to come to prayers. In all the situation was much better than he could have hoped. If the child had died in some part of the swamp he'd be virtually exiled from the swamp, Kasha is well connected and would be sure that he'd be run out of anywhere he tried to rest until his impossible task was completed.

His exultations were cut short as more sounds in the swamp preceded the appearance of another half dozen humans. They were dressed like the first. Crude hides and leathers marking them as feral humans from the mountains that bordered the forest, the sea, and the plains. There appearance was odd. Their usual holdings too far away to come to the swamp, much less this far into it.

But that thought would have to wait.

>Magic
>Stealth
>Brute Force

Pick 2, one of these now ends in bad things

>>39476941
>>Magic
>>Stealth

>>39476941
>Stealth
>Brute Force

Rolled 2, 1 = 3 (2d3)

>>39476941
>Pick 2, one of these now ends in bad things
uhm... panic! LET THE DICE GODS TAKE THE WHEEL!

1-Magic
2-Stealth
3-Brute Force

>>39476941
>>Magic
>>Stealth
did I pick it right?

>>39476941
>Magic
>Brute Force
Send out a signal flare and grab the brats

>>39476941
>>Magic
>Stealth

I have a sinking feeling stealth is the bad one...

>>39476941
>Magic
>Brute Force

Enter Magic MomZilla!

>>39476983
Letting the dice gods decide shit eh? I did that once. I'll let you know how it worked out after I finish counting the votes.

>>39476941
>Magic
>Brute Force

>>39477022
I figured that since the humans showed up in force they'd be brute strength since they don't really seem to be trying to go for stealth here, magic is dad, and stealth I'm not quite sure on, could be auntie coming back after getting tired of hiding from mom.

>>39477108
Stealth and Magic win
>writing
Trusting the dice gods worked out for me.

Also I just remembered all the priests are magic, hence our dads ability to be magic. Also poor bro... he thinks he caught up to us...

>>39477221
He's not that bright is he?

>>39477305
I think the massive blood loss affected his poor little lizard brain.

>>39477305
Aren't we only marginally smarter than the average lizard at our age, and that's mostly because we had our lizard 101 knowledge from our past life. Which allowed us immediately to lizard effectively and go on to more practical things.

>>39477318
or hunger

>>39477369
Yeah but he's been a dum dum since before that.

>>39477481
I think he got it from Dad.

>>39477518
Isn't he the one we helped out of the egg?

>>39477518
And his courage from Mom? Poor bro never had a chance.

>>39477530
No this is middle bro, not littlest bro.

>>39477530
geez, I guess there's a reason auntie told us that was a mistake.

OH SHIT! WE FORGOT TO MAGICALLY SMOTHER OUR MAGICAL FIRES BEFORE WE FELL UNCONSCIOUS! SMOKEY IS GOING TO BE FUCKING PISSED ABOUT THAT!

>>39477599
No the one we helped out is almost as based as older bro. Middle bro is the idiot.

>>39477604
Smokey Vs MOM fight!

>>39477604
I think we're in a clearing, not the forest.

captcha - torch
irony

>>39477149
Magic fills Mahli as he pulls the power in through his staff. There's a strange instability as he pulls it in, like it's pulling back for some reason but the staff makes the difference he fills with power. A mental twist and he is prepared to cast. The staff turns in his hands and a small amount of ice starts to spin up in front of its tip. The humans see this and roar an order to charge. The ice spins and a piece splits off perpendicular to the main mass, then another. Finally six pieces of ice whorl around a central point. It looks a lot like

"Ice Flowers," Mahli says, finishing the spell. The petals of the flower explode away and arc toward the humans. The spell is a good one. Not good for very large armored creatures or the very agile, but these humans seem to be neither. If he was better he'd make the petals faster, make multiple flowers, but at the moment this is his limit.

The petals fly true and four find their marks before the humans can react. The fifth twists enough to take his on the shoulder, the sixth, a larger human, actually swipes the petal out of the air with a real metal sword.

Worrisome, but they're challenging a magician in his element and the unwilling father. More magic pulls in, that interference still present but not enough to stop his casting. This time the magic is poured into the water of the swamp. The water level rises and mixes instantly.

"Water sink," Mahli intones. The humans are surprised when suddenly the mud under them becomes a couple feet deeper and they've sunk up to their knees in it.

Another spell and Mahli unleashes power on the humans as they try to free themselves from the muck.

"Bloody tree."

Water erupts around the injured human and he screams for a moment before disappearing in the sudden column of water that tears through him. The water fountains up higher and mushrooms out to fall, stained red with the man's blood, the top of his knees peek out of the mud where they remain wedged in the mud.
[1/3]

>>39477676

Before he can cast a final spell Mahli's staff is knocked free from his hands by a stone axe. A small one, meant for throwing, he notes to himself. The last human reaches behind him, probably for another axe. But Mahli doesn't require a staff to cast. He stretches a clawed hand out.

He does require the magic to enter him however. He always had issue with that part of magic, something he used the staff to obviate. Now though he pulls and doesn't even get the usual tiny leak of magic he can manage. The power refuses to appear, pulling away from him as soon as he can feel it in the air.

Shocked lizard eyes land on the humans. The human grins and cocks his axe back for a throw when soft human colored arms wrap themselves around his shoulders affectionately.

"Iskander?" the human says confused, looking over his shoulder. Sarissa smiles at him and allows her darker green coloration to return. Her arms snap close around the humans head and turn. She leaves him standing stuck in the mud, his chin facing the sky and his head the ground a look of confusion on his face.

"You weres here?" Mahli asks, surprised at his sister-in-law's appearance.

"Unlike you I actualll decided to look for your child," Sarissa said defensively, "I was sidetracked with the rest of their party."

"Sidetracked taking them as slowly as possible so they didn't know you were there," he says in flat accusation.

"Duh," Sarissa rolls her eyes, "And I assume you were skulking nearby waiting for Kasha to forgive you for something."
[2/3]

>>39477701
[3/3]
Mahli said nothing. She'd see through any denial, and knew him and Kasha too well to have guessed wrong enough for him to call her on.

She still saw through him. "Well, gather your children. We should get them home. What is the troublemaker doing out here though?" she asks, seeing Sunniva.

Mahli shrugs sullenly, reaching down to pull his son out from under the body of the first human where he'd been pinned. The boy struggled, trying to get free for some fool reason, and finally Mahli forced Sarissa to take him. He still struggled, but Sarissa was good enough with knots that she could tie up a snake without bending it.

In short order they returned to the house, where Kasha was just finishing forcing the rest of her little ones to stop trying to come along while she checked out the fire from earlier.

>That's it for tonight. Hope you guys enjoyed it.
>Next time will be HOPEFULLY Thursday but if at all probably not at the usual start time. New job shifts are all "stay awake til ridiculous o'clock
>I"ll be around for any comments, questions, or crit. I like getting that stuff. Thanks again for coming

>>39477720
So... is smokey going to come after us for our lax fire safety during that fight?

We've identified the party tank (mom) the rogue (Sarissa) and the mage (our dad) but that leaves at least one to two holes in it, are there more old "friends" of our mother out there?

>>39477676
>>39477701
Oh my god Dad did something which isn't totally worthless

>>39477771
I think we found out why our mom married him. Sure he sucks under usual circumstances but put him in a high stress encounter and he'll wreck shit.

>>39477676

Jesus fuck Dad's scary when he wants to be

>>39477759
I think dad took care of the fire

>>39477793
Yeah.

>>39477720
Will we evo next thread? How much trouble are we and Sarrissa in?

>>39477676
>>39477701
>>39477720
So Dad has water magic? And he's apparently really fucking good at it, as well.

Wonder if that passes down through genetics. Sunny is going to be the best pyromancer ever. Especially since she doesn't seem to have the same issue with drawing magic - Quite the opposite, from what I can see. She can draw it very easily, she just can't turn it off again.

>>39477837
I think we'll get some quality time with sarissa while stuck to a wall. Especially since last time we broke out we karmatically balanced ourselves out by setting our self on fire

>>39477844
I thought she was draining dads magic right now

Would explain why shes having so many problems with her magic

Lot's of talk. I wonder how much of this I should explain and how much I should leave to find out independently.

>>39477844
Well, she can turn it off. It's just the residual effect (fire) that's an issue.

So, we died basking. And we do fire
We should ask our dad if he drowned.
Preferably out of nowhere.
"Dad? Dids you drown?"

>>39477900
I figured she was just straight up vacuuming all the magic out of the air like a tiny incandescent hoover, so there was none left for Dad to use when he tried.

Either that, or the heavy use of fire magic made the area hostile to water magic?

>>39477880
We made sure to karmatically pre-balance ourselves this time, then.

>>39477991
I... need to talk to Kay about this...

>>39477991
I don't wanna know what the hell Nin was doing when she died

>>39478109
...remind me who nin is?

>>39477759
I believe it has been previously stated that Smokey don't give two shits about swamps. Also despite burning through most of the chickens waiting in the rafters and doing a Colonel Sanders on the lead rooster the fire just caused surface burns, though some trees did fall over, none kept burning.

Mom heals herself and has ridiculous DPS. Auntie knows enough medicine to keep her and Dad fit from whatever gets past mom. So unless I forgot something in my notes, not any main party members.

She's gone out with her bros once or twice, as evidenced by, they're all at least 3/4 her size with their own abilities

>>39477771
>>39477793
>>39477804
>>39477844
Dad is really fucking good at water magic.

>>39477837
Not quite ready to evo but pretty damn close. The rooster had a tier on you and as a baby lizard that means quite a bit, even if a normal lizard would have no issues.

>>39477880
We shall see the fates of Sunny and Auntie Vs Mom next time.

>>39478130
The lewdest moth from the quest with spiderbutts that murder lizards on sight

>>39478133
Oh!
Did dad grab the rooster carcass?
I want those spurs.

>>39478153
...what?
Is this another monster EX?

>>39478163
You mean the rooster ash? you'd have to sift through it for spurs. Some of the bones might have lived

>>39478183
No? Just the original Re:monster quest.

>>39478133
I can't wait for Sunny to evolve into fire-lizard.

Salamander?

>>39478232
Oh jeeze, we actually charcoaled it?

Nice. Maybe we did inherit ridiculous magical talent from dad.

>>39478183
There's two others really, thought snake quest while fun is kinda out there

>>39478527
Ah, I thought he thought there was a new monster quest starring a lewd moth.

>>39478648
Nope spider,lizard and snek in order. Maybe one day someone will do a non sue goblin re quest.