>He must have fled before your Bravery

>>40176923
>I only reported the rumors I heard. Perhaps there is something else out there, and it merely got twisted into a dire wolf in the retelling?

>>40176923
>Oops, we all make mistakes!

>>40176923

Backing
>>40176951
or
>>40177079

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Looks live you've been caught in your lie. It was only a matter of time before it happened, so now's the time to weasel yourself out of it one way or another.

"Brave sir Charles, I have no idea how this happened!" you begin with an apologetic smile. "Perhaps the dire wolf fled before your bravery. Perhaps merely taking note of your presence caused it to turn tail and run. Or perhaps something else is out there, and it got twisted into a dire wolf in the retelling of the story? Or perhaps it was just a mistake? Who can tell?".

Sir Charles is shaking, furious. "I've had just about enough of you, you pompous peasant! No more excuses, no more breaks, no more detours, no nothing! We're heading for Dinant right now! I'll give you five minutes to get ready!"

>Do as your lord commands
>Find an excuse to visit the druids again
>Find an excuse to stick around in Brugg a little longer
>Write-in

>The bear didn't have breakfast, sir.

>>40177242
>Do as your lord commands
Not much reason for us to stick around any longer. We can always ditch Charles and come back later if we need more counsel on druid shit.

>>40177242
Sure but Sir Bearington hasn't had breakfast yet.

>>40177242
>Do as your lord commands

>>40177292

Seconding this.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>40177292
>>40177328
>>40177545
Traveling on an empty stomach is unbearable!

>>40177295
>>40177517
Bear the burden

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>>40177566
Ignore the roll, it was a tie until the last post. I forgot to remove the dice roll I had inserted.

You grin. "But sir, once again you're forgetting something! Sir Bearington did not have breakfast yet. He tends to get grumpy without a filling breakfast."

"Sir... Bearington? That's what you've named him?!" the knight frowns deeply. "I'm getting sick of your attitude, peasant. Fine, we'll get some breakfast then, but after that you'd better hurry up!" After a filling breakfast of porridge and honey, the three of you are on your way.

The road between Brugg and Dinant is luckily a lot more solid than the one between Dordt and Brugg. On the way, Charles decides to share some information with you. "Dinant is the frontier city on the southern border of the kingdom. Beyond that lie the Ardent Mountains, the natural frontier of the kingdom. It's said that somewhere within those mountains, the princess is being kept by a dragon. The closer we get to the Ardent mountains, the more dragonlike creatures we can be expected to encounter".

Not much later, as if on cue, a large wyvern soars over the two travelers. First he doesn't seem too hostile, merely circling around them. However, Charles suspects there's something fishy going on. "Give me the number 3" he orders. After handing him the requested sword, the wyvern dives down, with clear hostile intentions.

>Fight
>Flee
>Let your lord handle it
>Look for a peaceful resolution
>Write-in

>>40177693
>Look for a peaceful resolution
DRUID!

That means, try to live in harmony with the wild. But if it refuses, we are obliged to teach it the Rules of Nature.

>>40177693
>Look for a peaceful resolution, try to explain to the wyvern the joys of tilling

>>40177242
>"No, no, no, it was a Dire BOAR!"

>>40177693
>Look for a peaceful resolution

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>40177693
>look for a peaceful resolution.
Pop up some flowers and offer them to the dragon.

>>40177732
>>40177746
>>40177788
>>40177842
Peace!

The wyvern, though no larger than a small horse, seems ferocious and bloodthirsty. You have no idea how a fight with this creature would end, so you try to appease it. As it closes in, you blurt out the first thing that comes to mind: tilling.

"Hey you! Errr... do you like tilling? You should really try it, I love tilling! Most farmers swing from the back when they till, but I prefer swinging from the hi-" you can barely dodge the wyverns talons as he swoops down. He then flies down up into the air and prepares to swoop down once again.

"Just shut your useless mouth, peasant! Let the professional do the work here!" roars sir Charles, obviously displeased with your tomfoolery.

You try an alternate way to get the wyvern to calm down. You try to pop up some flowers from the ground.

Roll d20. Best of 3, DC 16.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>40178005

Rolled 19 (1d20)

oh boy

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>40178005
Make them BIG flowers

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>40178005

>>40178066
Oh boy indeed. I wonder if the wyvern will be big enough for sir Bearington to ride on its back.

>>40178154
As it grows older I mean. Forgot to type that in.

>>40178055
>>40178066
>>40178111
>19, nice
I forgot to include that nat 20s are automatic successes and nat 1s automatic faillures.

You focus your whole being on the earth surrounding you. You try to remember the advice of the druidic circle: don't work against nature, but with it. Let the lines dividing yourself and nature fade away and become one with the natural world. With some difficulty, you manage to push up a small patch of various large and colorful flowers.

The wyvern takes note of these flowers. He lands near them and starts nibbling on a few of them. "Good, looks like you're good for something after all! Stand back" Charles whispers. He slowly but surely guides his horse towards the wyvern, his sword raised.

>Let your lord slay the beast
>Join him, together with Wayne Bearington
>Stop sir Charles
>Write-in

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>40178242
Oh no you don't
>Use your druidic powers to make his horse run away

>>40178242
>Stop sir Charles

Pet Wyvern getto! Lets throw a Pokéball.

>>40178292
Yep

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>40178292
Agreed with this guy. Fuck Charles.

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>>40178242
reminds me of pic related

seriously though, have the wyvern fly away.

>>40178292
>>40178293
>>40178320
>>40178326
>>40178521
So everyone seems to agree that sir Charles should be stopped. But what next? You guys seem to be divided on that.

>Tame the Wyvern
>Let him go
>Write-in

>>40178555
>Tame the Wyvern

>>40178555
Tame the wyvern. At least to the point that he won't attack us and Charles won't kill it.

>>40178555
>Tame the Wyvern

>>40178555
>Let him go

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>40178242
>>40178555

Befriend the Wyvern!

Tell it we can gather shiny stuff together!

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>40178607
I'm gonna reroll this guy's horrendous roll.

>>40178242
whoa whoa whoa. we need to taste these flowers we just conjured up. if a wyvern is willing to eat them they might be delicious.

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>40178555
>Tame the Wyvern

Dice guide my Cock

>>40178724
cock guided directly into sir charles

Rolled 17 (1d20)

Offer some nice grass

420 man and we see pink dragons!

>>40178576
>>40178583
>>40178585
>>40178607
>>40178724
Tame

>>40178602
Let him go

>>40178650
>>40178724
>>40178767
I was actually planning to use the previous rolls but whatever.

Charles sneaks closer towards the wyvern, his sword raised up high. Surely you cannot let him slay such a magnificent creature! You focus hard and try to commune with his horse. You're not entirely sure what you did or how, but somehow the horse turns tail and gallops away, a shouting and protesting rider trying to turn him around to no avail.

You get closer to the wyvern and try to pet him. At first he seems to react with suspicion, but eventually he allows it. It seems like he has begun to trust him. A curious sir Bearington sniffs the wyvern over for a little while before backing off. It seems he has accepted the Wyvern as well. With a second animal companion tamed, you're feeling like a real druid.

After a while sir Charles returns, seething with rage. "Worthless peasant, stealing my glory once again! Just... just get to Dinant already! Sickening plebeian!". Charles may be just a tad bit upset with you.

Nonetheless, you have a wyvern for a companion. Congrats!

>Name him now
>Let him name himself in your dreams, just head for Dinant
>Write-in

>>40178950
>>Let him name himself in your dreams, just head for Dinant

>>40178950
Let him name himself later. Meanwhile, we collect the flowers that he enjoyed, and venture onwards.
These exotic pets are gonna be expensive to take care of properly...

>>40178950
>Let him name himself in your dreams, just head for Dinant
and smoke some herbs before bed

>>40178950
>Let him name himself in your dreams, just head for Dinant

>>40178950
>let him name himself
He might be really cool in the dreamscape, and being an animal handler for the noble (read:jerk) will have to keep us around to satisfy his ego of "taming the beast".

>>40178950
>Let him name himself in your dreams, just head for Dinant

>>40178969
>>40178985
>>40179008
>>40179015
>>40179024
>>40179034
Let him name himself.

Bump.

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With an annoyed knight in front of you, a fuzzy bear beneath you and a friendly wyvern above you, you head for Dinant. The trip is rather quiet, it seems sir Charles is still too upset for any kind of conversation.

It's already early afternoon by the time you see Dinant in the distance. With its thick walls and tall towers, it almost seems more of a fortress than a city. It's truly a frontier town. As your group gets closer, the signs of a battle become clearer. Siege towers, smoke billowing up into the sky, the clatter of metal and the cries of men fill the sky.

"A siege... looks like we came at a bad time" mumbles sir Charles, more to himself than to you. He approaches the Northern Gate and orders it to be opened. "I am sir Charles, handpicked knight of the king! I order you to open these gates for myself and my beast handler!".

Not much later the gates open and the two of you are allowed inside the sober looking city. A guard approaches the two of you. "Sir Charles the Brave! Good to have you here! We're under attack! The enemy kingdom of Occitan has besieged our city from the south for the past few weeks and they're now starting their assault! Please aid us in repelling the invaders!".

The knight listens toughtfully and nods. "We will help, in the name of the king. Beast handler! I trust I can count on your help? Just follow me around and don't do anything until I order you to!"

>Follow your lord and assist him
>Go rogue, defend the city your own way
>Write-in

>>40179284
>Follow your lord and assist him

>>40179284
>Follow your lord and assist him

>>40179284
>Wait until night and use your hoe to till a trench around the city

>>40179284
>Follow and assist
well we can assist the city better if we aren't being chased by guards and are helping a well known "hero"

>>40179336
>>40179372
>>40179392
Follow and assist

>>40179385
Wait until night and make trenches

You nod and follow your lord to the southern wall. Once you've gotten to the walls, you can see that quite a handful of siege towers have been broken down. However, two of them have reached the walls and are spewing out wave after wave of enemy soldiers that are cutting down the defenders.

"Peasant! Hand me the number 8!" roars sir Charles, ready for battle. "Stay here and defend yourself. Don't do anything else, understood?

>Agree
>Ignore him, engage with your hoe, bear and wyvern to wreck some face

Whichever you choose, roll a d20. DC 15.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>40179582
>ignore him and wreck shit
Only logical answer.

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>40179582
>Agree

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>Ignore him, engage with your hoe, bear and wyvern to wreck some face

Rolled 11 (1d20)

Agree

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>40179582
>>Ignore him, engage with your hoe, bear and wyvern to wreck some

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>40179582
>>Ignore him, engage with your hoe, bear and wyvern to wreck some face

>>40179619
>>40179634
>>40179655
>>40179682
Noblman swerve

>>40179620
>>40179652
Follow him like a beta

>>40179620
11

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>40179582
>Ignore him, engage with your hoe, bear and wyvern to wreck some face
Honestly, who's gonna stop us?
This incompetent bastard?

You ignore your masters orders, grab your hoe and enter combat. His cries in protest are drowned out by the sound of metal clashing with metal and the cries of warriors from both sides. You can't get past the first line, but with some overhead swings of your hoe you manage to beat a few Occitan warriors over the head. Sir Bearington does manage to get past the front line and gnaws at the legs of the enemy. Your wyvern remains close to you, as taking to the skies would draw attention from the enemy archers.

In spite of your best efforts, you and the soldiers of Dinant cannot defend the southern walls. You can hear sir Charles roar his orders. "Fall back! Abandon the wall, regroup on street level!"

You obey and regroup in the streets below. The Occitan soldiers have taken the southern wal and pursue you down to street level. This is your last stand, this final clash will decide whether Dinant holds firm or falls.

Roll d20.

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>40179789
Let's see what happens

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>40179789
FOR FARMING!

Rolled 20 (1d20)

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>40179789
Do dubs count as a +1?

>>40179836
YESSSSSSSSSS

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>40179789
let's do this

>>40179836
Hot damn.
Here's hoping OP doesn't care about linking.

>>40179836
Natural 20

>>40179875
>Here's hoping OP doesn't care about linking.
I could be a dick, but it's obvious it was in response to my last post.

>>40179855
And what about calling said dubs.

>>40179886
Yay!
I love you
ONEET quest when?

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>>40179886
The soldiers of Occitan and the defenders of Dinant are now squaring off against eachother on equal ground, with a lot more room to fight. The two groups clutter together and you decide it's time to show them how a man of nature fights. You show them not the art of war, but the law of the wild.

You make your way through the messy melee and somehow find yourself on the front lines, where your hoe proves surprisingly effective at tripping and pushing back the enemy, leaving the soldiers to finish them off. Sir Bearington jumps into the fray and manages to maul quite a few soldiers and cause a general panick, breaking up various formations. Meanwhile your wyvern, now feeling more secure behind the city's walls, swoops into pick off soldiers one by one. He picks them up with his talons and flings them into the air, resulting in a fatal fall.

Seeing how they can't make the defenders of Dinant and a single, unusual farmer budge, the Occitan attackers flee through the southern gate. However, you manage to break open the city streets and summon small yet sturdy plantlife that wraps itself around the ankles of the soldiers, allowing the defenders of Dinant to take them prisoner. After that you climb on top of your bear and lead a charge out of the city, routing the remainder of the besieging force.

It is a great victory, and the entire city chants the name of its brave defender.... Charles? The knight is lifted up by the surviving soldiers and praised as a hero. "Please, you're too kind! My handler helped too... a little. Without his help, I'd have to focus on my unmatched swordsplay AND order around my beasts. That's too much to do at once, even for a hero!". The crowd seems endeared by Charles'... 'modesty'.

1/2

Not much later, the mayor of the city appears. He is a small, pudgy man with a thick moustache. "Brave sir Charles, without your timely aid our city may have fallen. You have not only defended us, but even broken the siege! The least we can do is invite you for a feast later tonight!"

2/2

>Accept obscurity and join your master
>Demand to be acknowledged as the real hero
>Refuse to attend the feast for this 'hero' and till trenches
>Write-in

>>40179951
It's already over, all parts have archive links on my Twitter.

https://twitter.com/Master_of_Quest

>>40180107
>>Refuse to attend the feast for this 'hero' and till trenches

>>40180107
>Refuse to attend the feast for this 'hero' and till trenches

>>40180107
>Refuse to attend the feast for this 'hero' and till trenches

>>40180125
>>40180128
>>40180146
Whatever, we've got some tilling to do!

Why are we still following this prick around?
I'd be more than happy to till a line through his smug noble face.

>>40180290
A lot of us want to save his immortal soul by teaching him a lesson about being a good person
and others of us are probably waiting to set him up for the biggest, most soul-crushing fall of all time.

>>40180290
patience
Charles has the unnatural talent of making Animals hate him with so much passion that they have the need to attack him wich gives us the chance to tame said animals

Sir Charles replies to this offer with feigned modesty. "That's really not needed, good lord! But if you're offering it anyway, it would be impolite to refuse!" the soldiers cheer and many of them leave, together with the mayor and sir Charles, to prepare this grand feast. Everyone, including your master, seem to have completely forgotten about you.

You could care less. Let him steal your glory if he wants, you're not going with him to participate in a feast he did not deserve. Even if that feast will have deliciously grilled chicken, tender porkchops, various fresh vegetables, sweet desserts... you're starting to regret your decision just a little. You decide that tilling should take your mind off things.

You approach the soldiers and workers who stayed behind to fix the holes in the walls and gate. You approach a soldier in quite some ornamental armor, presumably their leader, and ask "Mind if I do some tilling outside? I'm pretty good at tilling! I can make you trenches and stuff!".

The officer laughs loudly. "Do whatever you want, peasant. Nobody's stopping you. Just don't get in our way."

With permission granted you grab your hoe and get to work.

Roll d20, DC 14 this time.

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>40180352
can our bear and wyveryn help to till?

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>40180352

Rolled 20 (1d20)

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>40180352
TILL
WITH
ALL
YOUR
MIGHT

>>40180365
>can our bear and wyveryn help to till?
Yeah, sure

>>40180382
DAMN SON, DAMN.

>>40180382
We're on a roll tonight.

Fortress is become an island.

>>40180382
...we're pretty good at tilling.

>>40180412
Heh
"Roll"

>>40180412
Somehow we till all the earth beneath it away, and it becomes a Flying Fortress.

There's nothing wrong with having obscurity. Tilling is the thing we care for most after all, and with brave sir charles shielding us from distractions and notoriety that could leave us target for scammers, frauds and assassins we can give the land our tender ministrations with greater freedom.

You start tilling, just like you've always tilled. "Swing from the hips, not the back" you mumble to yourself. You think to yourself how amusing it is that, despite being away from your previous lords farms, you've tilled so much in the past few days. Even sir Bearington and your Wyvern are helping out with their claws.

A few hours pass and the sun is starting to set. You've just finished your complex tilling work. First of all, you've tilled a deep gully around the city itself, leaving only level land just in front of the gates. You thought that this would stop siege towers from getting to close. After that you set up a complex system of trenches south of the city, with three layers. You intended the back layer for archers, with the front two layers intended for footmen who will fight and delay the enemy.

From the walls, you can hear the voice of the officer calling out to you. "Everything okay down the- HOLY GODS! Stay there, don't move!" Not much later the officer rushes out of the southern city gates towards you. "What... h-how? How did you do this? All of this?! For this you need at least a dozen men and an entire day! You did this in hours! How?!"

You flash the officer a modest smile. "I till from the hips, not the back!"

>Wait for the feast to finish, meet up with sir Charles
>Find an inn on your own
>Set up camp outside of the city
>Go look for the dragon and the princess on your own, steal Charles' glory as revenge for your own stolen glory
>Write-in

>>40180519
>Find an inn on your own
>Buy a well deserved meal/drink/fags for our beastly friends.

>>40180519
>Set up camp outside of the city get something to eat, smoke some herbs, become one with nature

>>40180519
>>Go look for the dragon and the princess on your own, steal Charles' glory as revenge for your own stolen glory
>Til royal land

>>40180519
>Go look for the dragon and the princess on your own, steal Charles' glory as revenge for your own stolen glory

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>>40180561

>>40180519
socialize with the soldiers you fought alongside instead. Enjoy a nice bonfire-cooked meal with them.

>>40180519
Hang out with the soldiers. Grow some weed and everyone get one with nature to get more druids!

>>40180519
>Find an inn on your own

>>40180612
>>40180650
Sure, why not.

>>40180519
>>40180612
Backing

>>40180650
Lets make some not shit human friends!

>>40180612
>>40180650
yeah, agreed

>>40180561
>>40180579
>>40180589
>>40180652
Find an inn

>>40180569
Set up camp

>>40180577
>>40180578
Look for the princess

>>40180612
>>40180650
>>40180655
>>40180677
>>40180679
>>40180685
Socialize

Unlike your new lord, who is a selfish and arrogant man willing to lie and steal the limelight from others just to boost his own reputation, these soldiers don't seem to be bad guys. You follow the officer back inside of the city and ask him, and some of his soldiers, if you can join them for dinner.

"We don't got anything fancy though, nothing like your masters feast" replies one of the soldiers "but you're welcome to join, if you want".

The soldiers gather besides a particularly large hole in the wall that's being fixed and pass around some hot beef stew. You manage to get your hands on three bowls: one for yourself, and one for each of your animal companions. "So you've trained these beasts, huh? That's pretty neat!" notes one of the soldiers. "It's pretty awesome to have a big bear backing you up!" You spend the night chatting about insignificant affairs with the soldiers. You talk about the weather, the price of grain in the city, the countryside, farming, warfare, women et cetera. Despite the meal being simple and a bit tasteless, you have a pretty good evening. When all of the stew has been eaten, more and more workers and soldiers get up and continue working on the wall.

"You should probably get some sleep" their officer advises you. "You must be tired."

>Look up your master
>Get a room at an inn for yourself
>Camp outside, prepare to save the princess on your own tomorrow
>Write-in

>Get a room at an inn for yourself

>>40180817
>Camp outside, prepare to save the princess on your own tomorrow

>>40180817

>look for Charles

I am sure we can find a way to fuck with him

>>40180817
Look up sir charliehorse
Guy's a dickhead but he actually is good with those swords, will come in handy if we run into trouble

>>40180817
>Look up your master

>>40180817
>>Camp outside, prepare to save the princess on your own tomorrow

>>40180882
If nothing else, he's decent at drawing the aggro of big bad beasts

Is there any poison ivy around?

>>40180817
>Look up your master

>>40180950
Sure, let's assume you can quickly find some just outside of the city.

>>40180950
druids can MAKE poison ivy you fool

>>40180817
>>Camp outside, prepare to save the princess on your own tomorrow

>>40180817
>Look up your master

Fuck Charles
Acquire Pets

>>40181102
make pets fuck charles?

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>40180866
Get your own room

>>40180872
>>40180926
>>40180999
Save the princess on your own

>>40180880
>>40180882
>>40180912
>>40181013
Look for your master

>>40181102
I'm going to assume this means saving the princess on your own?

1 - Charlie
2 - Princess

>>40181112
Charlie had more boss

>>40181112
Fuck yeah. Got in JUST too late to vote.

>>40181102
I'd rather not. If anything, let's find a nice pox scarred peasant woman.

>>40181130
That depends whether or not "fuck charles, acquire pets" was a vote for saving the princess on your own or not. I'll give that anon a moment to confirm or deny. If I dont'get any confirmation in 10 minutes, I'll assume it was his intention.

>>40181166
Squire princess is my vote.

>>40181166
Yes, who'd want to fuck Charles if we can have wacky adventures and save a princess

meh, we can just bro the dragon and save the princess. Dragonbro was probably just bored.

>>40181210
Did dragonbro caoture the princess double by accident?

>>40181166
Hey, >>40181149 here, does my vote for getting the princess still count?

>>40181210
Okay then, princess it is.

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>>40181166

>>40181277
I just missed you again. Technically not because you were just a bit too late, but it seems we're going for the princess anyway.

You decide that Charles can choke on his feast for all you care. He stole your glory when you tilled the Obscure Marshes away, he stole your glory when he hijacked your heroism in Dinant, you think it's no more than fair to steal his glory by saving the princess for yourself. You leave the city of Dinant and head south. After a short treck, you find a small clearing for yourself and your two animal companions. Sadly you have no tent, but you try to fabricate a makeshift one with some branches and a blanket. After that you look for firewood to keep you warm and some berries to eat. Sir Bearington and your new Wyvern friend are more than eager to help.

While eating your meagre dinner, you look off into the distance. Below you is the city, with a few shining lights showing that some are still awake. On the other side and above you, the Ardent Mountains. You're not entirely sure where, but somewhere up there is a dragon that you need to confront to save the princess and become a great hero. You smoke some of your herbs while sinking into contemplation. The right path will become clear to you tomorrow, hopefully...

You are once again in the realm of your dreams, and you once again find yourself standing in a field of flowers. A few meters away from you, sir Bearington and the Wyvern are enjoying a cup of coffee and engaged in conversation. "So I tell him 'eat her? I barely even know her!'"

Sir Bearington laughs loudly before noticing you. "Ah, Garth, good to see you! This fellow is downright hilarious! Come on, introduce yourself!".

The wyvern stands up, on his back legs as if he were human, and speaks to you. "So your name is Garth, then. Well, I am..."

>Write-in
If multiple names get the same number of votes, I'm rolling.

>>40181432
Garth II

>>40181432
Eliazar. (It's a name from the bible. It was one of David's strongest warriors who died with a sword permanently grasped in his hands).

>>40181432
let's just call him Frank the Wyvern

>>40181516
Works for me.

>>40181432
Baron Von Scaleface the third.

>>40181432
Muffin

>>40181432
Bob.
It's quite a noble name in lizard society. And hard to pronounce with their lips.

>>40181561
Seconding.

>>40181516
It's better than bob

>>40181432
Eliazar, Baron von Scaleface my friends call me Frank/Bob

Seethe the Scaleful

>>40181496
Garth II

>>40181516
>>40181559
>>40181609
Eliazar

>>40181533
Frank

>>40181561
>>40181598
Baron Von Scaleface III

>>40181577
Muffin

>>40181586
Bob

>>40181640
Eliazar, Baron von Scaleface

>>40181648
Seethe the Scaleful

Gotta mash everything together like a shitty shuffle
>Baron Franklin Eliazar von Scaleface the Third

>>40181707
I like this one the most

>>40181707
I'm ok with this if OP chooses it.

>>40181707
wait, i thought that was the plan?

>>40181707
this

>>40181707
I'm the eliazar guy and I vote for this.

>>40181707
I'm the bob guy, and this gets my support.
Even though you left out Bob.
Dick.

"I am Franklin Eliazar, the third Baron von Scaleface. Pleased to make your acquaintance!" The wyvern makes a small bow.

Wayne Bearington gets up as well and lauds his new wyvern friend enthousiastically. "This man is both funny and erudite! We just had a most interesting discussion on the merits of the noble class in the face of liberalism. My position hasn't changed, yet he makes some valid points! I'm most intrigued!".

You barely have any understanding what they're talking about, so you decide to switch the subject to something you can understand. "Guys, as you may already know we're going after the princess ourselves. Without sir Charles, just the three of us!".

"Good riddance!" spits the bear. "That aristocratic buffoon was getting on my nerves. No offense!"

"None taken" replies the wyvern.

"However" you continue "I have no idea where to begin searching. The Ardent mountains are large! That dragon could be hidden anywhere!"

The wyvern strokes his chin "Mayhap I can be of aid. I'm blessed with the ability to fly, so it's possible that I can scout these mountains. However, I must warn you: dragons are much more powerful than wyverns. They're our bigger, stronger cousins and capable of some moderate magic to boot. I recommend the utmost care when confronting one."

"Well, that's a plan!" interjects Wayne Bearington. "Is there anything else you'd like to discuss, or shall we continue teaching you how to read?"

>Write-in

>>40181864
Any idea what this dragon likes besides princesses?

>>40181864
>continue teaching you how to read

>>40181864
>The name is too long. Can we call him Bob?

>>40181892
Yeah, maybe he could be persuaded to relinquish the princes in exchange for our inducting him into the fine art of agricultural cultivation. Teaching man to grow crops and all that.
Possibly with weed. Yeah. High dragon.

>>40181864
Are the dragons in this area hostile to your knowledge? Especially to harmless Druids?

>>40181864
"Reading can wait, help me become more in-tune with my natural powers. If we're going to have any hope of talking that Dragon down, we'll need it."

>>40181864
>Before that, could you tell me more about dragons? I'd like to have an idea of what to do when we eventually meet it.

>>40181864
>Discuss
What type of bargains might a dragon be interested in?
I doubt we can beat it in a test of strength, and we probably won't be able to con it into a tilling contest.

>>40181924
This sounds like a good plan for now, jumpstart our druidic powers with some nightly dreamtraining

Can we smoke it out with some holy weeds?

>>40181864
Ask them if we can find a base from which we can operate.

Make our selves a lair so we can store some food and weed while practicing tilling as a martial art!

>>40181892
>>40181919
>>40181925
>>40181933
Teach me about dragons

>>40181903
Take a look, it's in a book! Reading rainbow!

>>40181908
What about Bob?

>>40181920
Are the dragons hostile?

>>40181924
>>40181947
Disregard reading, acquire druidic powers

>>40181992
420 blaze it

>>40182016
Base of operations

You want to ask the wyvern more about dragons. You want to be prepared for an encounter against such a dangerous beast. "Well then... err... Elia...Franklin....Scale?"

"Call me Bob for short" replies the Wyvern, seeing how much you struggle to remember his name. "I don't know why, but I've always liked the sound of that name. Bob... Hehe, Bob! Bobobobobobob!" Bob can't help but giggle a bit.

"Well then... Bob... can you teach me about dragons? What do they like? I probably can't beat him!"

Bob strokes his chin, or whatever resembles it, for a moment. "Dragons are complex beings, with varied tastes. Almost all of them love a challenge, though. Especially when it involves games of chance! That's why among wyverns, we use the expression 'gambling like a dragon'. Maybe you can challenge him to a game of chance, offer something he likes if he wins and making him release the princess if he loses. Yeah, that could work."

"And are they hostile?" you ask. "Or can they be reasoned with?".

The wyvern shrugs. "Dragons are just as varied as humans. Some will be willing to listen to reason and may even offer you a drink, others will fry you the moment you start irritating them. Most will at least listen to you for a moment, but get out of there when they're angry." The wyvern scratches his head. "Dragons are also adept shapeshifters. It's not uncommon for them to take the shape of another animal or even humans."

You need a moment to digest that. "So there's a chance we can solve this without violence. Maybe we can take that chance tomorrow". You then turn your attention to sir Bearington. "Wayne, I don't want to practice reading today, that can wait. Today, we need to focus on being in-tune with my powers. We'll need all edge we can get tomorrow!".

1/2

>>40182244
Bearington agrees. "That's a most reasonable proposal. Come, "Bob", let us introduce Garth to the fine art of meditation."

You follow Bobs instructions as he teaches you to clear your mind. "It's not as much mystical as it is a thought exercise. Come, let me teach you how it's done."

>End of part 3

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>>40182262
Thanks for running.

>>40182262
Thanks for the thread OP, was very enriching.

So, we challenge the dragon to a gane of tilling.

Thanks for running.

Not enough tilling done!

>>40182330
I rakes the earth into multiple furrows with it's claws, while laughing.

Then it looks over, and we've tilled the mountain range into flat workable land.