>>41467604
So kids, while we wait for LOSTBOY to drop some greentext on us, what short story do you want me to give you today?

>A tale of Garl Hammerbeard
>A Familiar tale
>Self-reflection during eternal torment
>Other?

>>41467674
>>A tale of Garl Hammerbeard

>>41467674
>A Familiar tale

>>41467674
A story about zangetsu

>>41467848
see
>Self-reflection during eternal torment

>>41467861
Guess that makes sense now. I figured it was about the torture god or something.

>>41467861
Or as another choice
>A bad day in hell

>>41467733
>>41467834
>>41467848
Either come to a consensus about which one you want first, or I roll dice

>be guardian of eons-old castle of Ravenchain
>back in the good days I could wield the structure itself like a sword and suit and armor
>rain death and desecration upon all those who dare oppose the lord of Ravenchain
>that said, the lords came and went, came and went, came and went again
>some good, some bad, some were just fucking laughing stocks. i think the gods just kept them around so they could tell stories around the divine water cooler or something.
>the lord of the castle has been away for a while, just me and the godsdamned curator
>love the nigger, but have you tried talking to a nigh-omniscient history snob for more than fifteen minutes?
>shit gets old, quick
>no one to talk to but the curator and that disembodied voice that seems to come around sometimes
>got good vibes from the disembodied guy, seemed like kind of a dick but frankly i'm fine with that if it spares me another lecture on ravenchain history
>does he think i wasn't there to see it all myself? i mean really man, fuck.
>after a most lengthy hiatus, the master finally returns to sit the throne
>curator comes stumbling in one day, tripping over his words he's so flustered
>if incorporeal spirits of a semi-animate castle could blush, i'd reckon he was doing just that
>the new master is immune to pain, accompanied by a revenant, has a priestess of lillerin in tow
>i mean, i pretty much stopped listening when he got to the priestess. we've played host to those kinds of parties before. never again.
>decide to kick it, the master can come find me if he wants to discuss ground rules for the pending orgy
>while i wait, see a paladin approaching the castle from afar
>go ahead and actively clear the way for him, it's been millenia and i'm thirsty for some blood on the ground
>plus, if this idiot playboy heir of ravenchain wants to pollute my insides with broken bottles and passed out whores, he's got to earn his keep
>eventually, the master comes

>>41467991

>not a total dickweed like i thought he'd be, but he's keeping that priestess close. maybe he's a closed doors sort of guy.
>since that matters to a sentient castle apparently. whatever.
>tell him that the paladin is coming, and i'm too weak to stop him.
>(a lie, still hurts my pride a bit, but this child has to learn to fight his battles himself. i've been around too long to play bodyguard)
>the young master decides to sit the throne pensively and await the paladin's arrival
>not bad i guess, pretty played out trope but whatever, at least he isn't petting a fucking ca-....
>okay, he's going to pet the cat i guess.
>wow.
>come on guy.
>paladin makes a dramatic entrance, Lady's light shall cleanse you, so on and so forth
>like shit man, don't you know she's just an upjumped goddess of lust and pleasure?
>fucking humans have a worse grasp of history than i do, and i don't give a fuck about history.
>then the bastard actually DEMANDS that the young master "release from his clutches" A PRIESTESS OF GODSDAMNED LILLERIN
>top. fucking. kek.
>the master proceeds to try to diplomance a paladin. not sure if he just gets off on a convoluted exchange or what, i thought everyone knew you can't deal rationally with fanatics.
>unsurprisingly, he and the paladin don't see eye to eye. fight ensues.
>awwwww yissssssss
>this is what i've been waiting for
>the master and the paladin do an epic, stereotypical weapon-lock, look each other in the eye with either determination or homoerotic passion. i don't know man, humans are hard to read.
>then the young master seems to come to life before my very eyes
>in a display of force i can comfortably say i have not seen since the days of Uruwyn the Berzerker, the master delivers a series of savage blows with the blunt of his weapon unto the obviously unprepared paladin
>like straight up, you could have just used a blunted training weapon if you wanted to turn every bone his body to shattered glass

>>41468014

>ohhhh, he's going for the join me or die trick. i know i seem like a dirty trope-subversion whore, but even i can get off on that one
>paladin, predictably, chooses death.
>the master steps back from the broken mound of Lady-touched flesh
>beckons over the priestess of Lillerin
>oh gods, tell me this isn't a sex thing
>please, for fuck's sake, let this not be a sex thing
>OH GODS BE PRAISED
>she murders him
>quite brutally, i might add. and slowly.
>slowly...actually, molasses-slow
>ahhhhh, Pola's touch
>a wise choice, young master. maybe this won't be a shit century after all.

>>41468037
10/10 green text would kek again

>>41467674
>>Self-reflection during eternal torment

>>41467991
>>41468014
>>41468037
well fucking done lostboy. well fucking done. Now either give us another one or cast your vote so I dont have to get the dice out.

>>41467604

Oh, and

>A tale of Garl Hammerbeard

The man has hammers in his beard, anons. Details are necessary.

>>41468037
10/10 Lost boy you did good. You did real good.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

once again, we are tied.
1: a tale of garl hammer beard
2: self-reflection during eternal torment

>>41468114
muh boi

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>>41467674
Everything around you is black. Empty. You've kinda accepted that by now. When you want, you can pull up a sort of magical window to see what's going on in the outside world, but lately you've been doing it less often.

Not that there's been much to see lately, ever since that Rhilourn-be-damned weasel went and got the family line wiped out. Huh. Now that you think of it the quality of your descendants really started to decline in the later years. Your son had his flaws, but at least he didn't run your kingdom into the fucking ground after that fucking wizard sealed you in the fucking heart.

If you ever get out of here and get your body back, you're taking a special trip down to hell so you can punch that sly bastard's teeth in. At least you can't feel the soul-rending pain anymore. Guess it's true what they say, you really can get used to anything. Hell you've even got used to having any booze. You didn't think you'd ever get used to that.

Ah well. You suppose it's time to face the truth. You're never getting out of here. The castle is isolated, the guardian and the curator have no idea what happened to you, and your line is wiped out. You had a good run Hermaeus old boy, but it looks like it's finally over. Well, as "over" as being trapped forever in what is essentially Limbo can be. This is worse then hell, at least there you had things to kill. Welp. Trapped forever in an infinite black void. You suppose there are worse fates. Like having to spend it with that fucking-

...Did you just hear something?


>A tale of Garl Hammerbeard
>A Familiar tale
>A bad day in hell

Garl.

>>41468301
>>A tale of Garl Hammerbeard

>>41468301
>A tale of Garl Beardhammer
And don't you DARE tell me that a hammer made of beards wouldn't be as cool as a beard made of hammers.

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>>41468301
Well then wee ones, come sit round the fire and I'll tell ya a story.
Eh? Would ya like that?
Another one of old grandpa Bazaim's stories?
Course ya would, crazy little tykes, don't see why ya like listenin to an old dwarf ramble so much.
Now then, which story shall I tell ya tonight. Eh?

>Garl and the Missing Scale
>Garl's lost toothpick
>Garl forges the dwarves

>>41468543
Garl forges the dwarves

>>41468543
>Garl forges the dwarves

>>41468543
>>Garl forges the dwarves

>>41468543
So, ye want to hear bout how Garl forged the dwarves eh? Well. First thing ya should know, is that it weren't just Garl what forged the dwarves, even he needs help sometimes. Now then, how did that story start? Ah yes...

1/?

>>41468734
Long, long ago. Before any human, elf, or anyone else walked on this plane. Garl was watching this place. Back in those days, the material plane was nothin more than a big, empty stretch o' rock, with the dragons the sole livin things on it.

Now Garl looked down on this place, and he saw how nothin but the dragons was livin on top of that big rock face. And he thought to himself, "Well now, if nothin can live on it, I wonder if there might be somethin livin in it?"

So Garl came down, and he found himself a big old cave, and he walked through that cave, exploring the whole of the underground of that big old rock. And he found things livin down there. Beasts and mushrooms and the like. And he thought to himself

"Well now, I see there is things livin under this here rock, but I wonder, could I make somethin that could live down there?" So Garl went to see his brother, Fikod, and he said to him,

"Fikod, my friend, ever have I been skilled with axe and hammer, but I lack your subtle touch, I have a project I would like to see finished, and fear my blows to clumsy for the task, will you help me?"

And Fikod turned to his brother, and he looked at him. And for many days they stood there, gazin into each other eyes. And after a full week had passed by our reckonin, though to the likes of Garl and Fikod it was surely less then that, Fikod slowly nodded, and the two of them set to work.

First, Fikod reached into the ground, and he pulled out the materials they would need. Hard mountain clay, iron and gems, and he sat on the ground, and his deft hands set to work. Intricately shaping the clay into the proper shape, setting gems for the eyes, iron for the bones, and a single chunk of glimmering mithril for the heart.

2/3

>>41467991
>>41468014
>>41468037
>tfw Guardian frequents darkgodsChan

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>>41469067
When each clay figure was shaped, it was Garl's turn. He took the figures in hand, and he sought out a massive red dragon, who he had become great friends with in the past, and he baked the figures in a mighty blast of dragon fire.

He then returned to his brother Fikod, and he pulled a mighty anvil from the ground, and as the two of them were about to go to work, they were joined by another one of their brothers, Durfring, who came to them and said.

"Brothers, I see you are setting about a mighty work, I would aid you in this task." And Garl said that his brother may join them, and Fikod slowly nodded.

And the three brothers set to work, hammering out any imperfections that the figures might have had. For many long moons they worked, the sound of their hammers ringing across the rocky face, the dragon looking on, occasionally reheating the figures as the gods worked.

Eventually, they were almost completed, and the three gods took up the figures in their hands, Durfring leaned forward, and he took each in turn, and breathed on them, cooling them, and instilling them with the breath of life, before setting them down. Garl came next,and he lifted them, and he said "I name you, Dwarves, kings of the underground, and all it's riches." and he set them down. Fikod came last, and he slowly ran his deft fingers over each one, staring at them for many long moments, before he slowly nodded.

And that ya little tykes, is how the dwarves were forged.

>What do you want now?
>Do you have any questions?

>Garl and the Missing Scale
>Garl's lost toothpick
>A Familiar tale
>A bad day in hell
>Other?

And you're all asleep. Knew it was a bad idea to run this late at night

>>41469565
>Garl's lost toothpick
Sup Clipse

>>41469565
Zzzzzzz....z....z...zzzsnk huh?

Eclipse buddy i gotta sleep.

Sleepy bump for later goodies.

Bump for the bump god.

>>41469565
For some of us eufags it works well, im just used to always having to play catch up on blessed suptg. But since im here now and the festivites are in a couple hours: i Would like to hear "a bad Day in hell"
Additional, im looking forward to the army raising/minion recuirting aspects.
If you Would like and it Wont contain to mand spoilers we Can talk a little about that?
I was predicting, and please correct me if im Wrong or you dont Want to talk about it: negotiation With some tribes of "monsters" for our warbands, Maybe some quest to convince some parties.
And speaking of the general long view: so we are the Lord/general, Edog is our bodyguard/champion, Jessie's Girl is our wizard/High priestess/spymaster?? And special K is our apperentice/Young blood, Maybe a Mascot/champ/representative of our future scrubs.
Ah Well that are my slightly kaotic Two cents, to be honest i just Linda Want to start the dicussion among US players of where we Want to go With this.

But most of All, i love the setting and your writing Ely! If i May say something that might help you, try to plan a little a head, use some time to get your ranks in order and use lostboyo and the rest that Want to help you With this great adventure.
PS f iPads and the resulting spelling errors

>>41475995
Ha! Just realised i Said negotiation and convincing in a blackguard quest... Well i Guess there Will be some.... But i cant Wait for the ENSLAVEMENT TO COMMENCE!!!

>>41469565
>Garl's Lost toothpick
Or
>A bad day in hell

>>41469439
>Garl and the Missing Scale

Huh. You guys actually kept this bumped. that's impressive. Is anyone still here?

>>41478929
Funnily enough, I JUST got in.
Which makes sense, in a weird way.

>>41478929
Always

huh. Well, I gotta eat, but when I'm done I'll get back here and do some more write-ups, so vote on what you want

>>41479084
>A Familiar tale
Or
>Karin's upbringing

>>41479084
Yay, he's back.
>>41476943
Restating my previous vote.

>>41479167
>yfw the gender is still never specified

>>41479216
Really, I don't care, I just enjoy Eclipse's stories.

new options
>God profile: Fikod
>God profile: Durfring
>World lore: Dwarves and dragons

>>41469439
>>A bad day in hell

>>41479434
>>World lore: Dwarves and dragons

almost done eating

>>41479727
back, tallying votes

>Garl's lost toothpick: 2
>A bad day in hell: 3
>Garl and the Missing Scale: 1
>A Familiar tale: 1
>World lore: Dwarves and dragons: 1

Looks like a bad day in hell takes it

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>>41469439
"Lord Akoza! Lord Akoza!" Ugh. It's Creeler again, you would have already blasted the pathetic little imp if you didn't need someone to watch over things in the pits while you focused on taking down Dermogh and ascending through the ranks of the archdevils.

"What is it now Creeler, I told you to never interrupt me unless one of brothers was on the march." the imp fidgets under your burning gaze, "No my lord, it's that human soul, the one you threw into the 13'th pit." Ah, that one. Little bastard was being annoying, so you decided to teach him a lesson, throwing him into the deepest pit you had, to be ripped to shreds by the hordes of ravenous lesser demons that live down there.

"What about him? He finally get torn apart?" The imp flinches, slowly backpedaling away from you "N-no my lord...he...Um..."
*SHINK!*
There's a flash of light and the imp stops talking, before his upper torso slowly slides off his legs, collapsing on the floor in two separate pieces. Standing in the doorway, covered in blood and carrying a massive longsword made of black iron, is that damn human, smirking.

"I crawled out. You really should get better security." You look out the doors behind him. Your legions lay slaughtered, dead in front of your very gates. The human raises his sword and points it at you "So I figure, the only way out of here is if I kill enough of you red-skinned windbags to the point where I can find an exit. I mean one of you has to have one eventually, right?" and then he charges.

>wat do you want now

>>41480550
lie send him to our enemy to kill them.
then flee

>>41480697
you misunderstand, this is a
>What story do you want next
question

>>41480710
Toothpick ahoy!

>>41480710
one about beer! I love BEER!

>>41480710
"I'll have two number 9s, a number 9 large, a number 6 with extra dip, a number 7, two number 45s, one with cheese, and a large soda."

>>41480710
Toothpick!
I wonder if we can find it in quest, and get a blessing from Garl Hammerbeard.

>>41480710
>God profile: Fikod
>God profile: Durfring
>World lore: Dwarves and dragons
>Garl and the Missing Scale
>Garl's lost toothpick

>>41480865
The toothpick

shit. I gotta step out. Keep it bumped and I'll come back later

>>41480909
dammit dropped my trip. anyway, if you guys kepe it bumped I'll probably go all day with ths, but i need to do some IRL stuff.
cast your votes.

>>41480550
>Garl's lost toothpick

>>41480865
>>Garl's lost toothpick

>>41480865
>Garl's lost toothpick

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Bumping with some art.

>>41485207
Iron-plated stone walls, eh?

Neat.

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>>41485207

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>>41485336
>>41485274
Potential castle upgrade?

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>>41485512

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>>41480550
>tfw someone was strong enough to put this guy into Hell

>tfw someone was strong enough to seal him in an orb of endless agony for all eternity

>tfw we broke him out

>>41486656
Hopefully, he will be a powerful ally, and not a curse from the dice gods.

Bump

Rolled 21 (1d100)

Rolling to summon Eclipse or Lostboy for more storytelling.

>>41491550
Well, that looks like a fail. I'll try again later.

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>41491550
Lemme try. I just finished grinding my summon skill.

Lostboy is guilt-tripping me into setting up a story thread sooooo...that's a thing that's happening.

LOSTBOY U ARE HERO OF IMPERIUM.

My skull feels like it's about to split in half. Thread's called off for tonight, running tomorrow

>>41492575
Goodnight eclipse, drink plenty of fluids and get some rest!

>>41492442

But I am no match for migraines.

>>41493241
I have had my fair share of battles with that mighty beast.
There is but ONE warrior that can even hope to fell it!
Ibuprofen