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King Drasma and the knights he speaks with were certainly interested in the details you provided, but were only able to deduce one thing from the information you provided.

"That swordsman, as you describe him..." Yvette had said, "it's very likely that this necromancer, or whomever he represents, has begun to raise the Deadlords."

"Bovis, I believe, was the one fitting the description provided by yourself, that merchant, and Mitchell," Quidel had piped in, a bit too excited to be sharing this piece of historical trivia on undead warriors. He went on a bit about some of the major differences between the twelve of them, derailing the conversation with admittedly potentially-relevant information. Mus, Bovis, Tigris, Lepus, Draco, Anguila, Equus, Ovis, Simia, Gallus, Canus, and Porcus. No one was able to get those names out of their heads by the time the amateur historian spoke up.

On the topic of Dama, she is apparently a daughter of Loba, the leader of the mountain-dwelling Garou tribe. So to prevent any worse blood between man and wolfman, your group is planning on dropping her off on the way through, since said mountain range is what divides a certain route between Neir and Heim.

Some more time passed, and finallly King Drasma was ready to head off.

>A. You're not sure the Garou Mountains are the best idea
>B. You're glad to potentially see more formshifters
>C. You have no strong opinion on this
>D. Write-in?

>>41528575
>B. You're glad to potentially see more formshifters

>>41528575
>B. You're glad to potentially see more formshifters

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>>41528575
>>D. Write-in?
Let's see what Quidel thinks about how only Orsin townfolk get sick when they're near the Necromancer.

>>41528658
Also, we're getting huge, guys. We're getting huge.

>>41528681
Fuck yeah we are, Muscles up the wazoo! Using a greatsword as a one hander here we go!

>>41528658
second

>>41528575
>C. You have no strong opinion on this

>>41528706
By the end of this we'll be able to dual-wield a pair of fucking Bastard Swords

>>41528796
>Not duel wielding Swords of War
PLEEEEEB!

>>41528602
>>41528612
>>41528658
>>41528719
Since one of these is an action and the other a feeling, I can totally work both.

>>41528885
You're... excited, you have to say. You had an... interesting first impression of the Garou, and passing through in a way that means you'll meet more of them and learn more about them. Since that first meeting with Quidel, you've been very interested in history, and every now and again you'll just hang around and listen to him talk about various events.

He seems a bit disgruntled when you go to talk to him, but still strikes up a conversation about why it only seems that people from Orsin village get unwell around that necromancer.

"It's not just Orsin," he says, "when I was very far away from him on the day of the Dracozombie attack, I too felt unwell. Perhaps it has something to do with Tarvos Valley as a whole?"

>A. Keep discussing this
>B. Ask Quidel's opinion on traveling through the Garou mountain range
>C. Talk about more mundane things, or perhaps about Heim
>D. Write-in

>>41529040
>A. Keep discussing this

>>41529040
>B. Ask Quidel's opinion on traveling through the Garou mountain range

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>41529056
>>41529179

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>>41529250
You continue discussing this for awhile, wondering what it could mean.

Quidel starts, "perhaps... perhaps it has something to do with-"

A magnificent, piercing shriek, colored with centuries of history, fills Rakche as a whole, distracting Quidel from what he was about to say. From somewhere beneath the castle, a silver-scaled wyvern flies out, upon it the familiar form of the king. This, you presume, is Khozen, the fabled wyvern mount of all rulers of Neir.

Khozen takes to the skies, flying over the castle and the town as everyone looks on, impressed. The members of his children's personal guards, the family's most relevant retainers, and Antiman all follow him to a field, having expected this but having little to say on the topic. Quidel rides off ahead (lucky horse-backed bastard), and you find yourself following the wyvern at a similar pace to the likes of your fellow Orsin villagers.

When you make it there, King Drasma has just finished half-assing some sort of official gesture of entrustment of the continued running of Neir to Antiman in his stead while he's out of the country, an "honor he proudly accepts."

A few supply convoys more than before have been set up, but overall your party is only slightly larger than it was in Tarvos Valley.

Quidel is saying some goodbyes to his uncle, but you can't hear what they're saying from where you are, especially not with Robert literally yelling to get himself pumped up. Reese and Jay are just sort of ignoring him and waiting around.

Byron is, predictably, near Biff and Natalie, though again far enough that you can't hear them. Garrus is by Yvette's side, and all three of the pegasus-riding sisters are hanging around Salia.

Mitchell and Stefyn are talking to Dama. From what you can tell things are... a bit awkward on the human end.

Approach anyone?

>A. Quidel and Antiman
>B. Guys from your village
>C. Biff, Byron, and Nat
>D. Garrus and Yvette
>E. Pegasi+Salia
>F. Mitchell, Stefyn, and Dama
>G. No

>>41529591
>C. Biff, Byron, and Nat

>>41529620
Nat is with the Christmas knights.

>>41529591
>B. Guys from your village

I'm curious on how they're doing. But...

>E. Pegasi+Salia

I wouldn't mind saying goodbye to Zoe if she's not coming along with us.

>>41529639
Changing to
>C. Biff, Byron, and Nat
Then

>>41529659
This is one of those situations where you can choose two.

Also, Zoe is going.

>>41529693
*ISN'T one of those. You can only choose one, I meant
Fuck my tired brain

>>41529591
>C. Biff, Byron, and Nat
Let's catch up some with our old friend from the village and see if Biff is treating her right.

>>41529825
Gonna change my vote to this then...>>41529659

>>41529627
>>41529686
>>41529825
>>41529854

You approach Biff, Byron, and Natalie, finally able to listen to whatever it is they're discussing.

"-and even after tripping over three flights of stairs, I'm as spry as a Swordmaster!"

"I... was asking what distracted you enough to send you down that much, or how a candle even got all over the hall. I understand the 'my girlfriend is the greatest healer ever!' aspect of your story."

"It's. Somewhat of a long story in and of itself." Nat turns aside, a bit red from the memory of this vaguely-described incident, and is promptly the first to notice you, greeting you with another plain-sounding "hello, Ellen."

Biff is the next to speak to you, "ah, Ellen, I've heard so much of your exploits, your heroism, your being among the current subjects of Yvette's infamous training sessions! Tell me, how've you been holding up there?"

>A. I've felt great!
>B. It's been grueling
>C. At least I have someone else there
>D. I'm used to it
>E. Write-in

>>41529905
>D. I'm used to it

>>41529905
>E. Write-in

"I'm doing fine! I'm curious on what my future exploits will be."

>>41529905
>E. Thankfully I'm not alone there, and I hear you've made some "exploits" of your own.

>>41530187
>and I hear you've made some "exploits" of your own.

I'm laughing my ass off here. Going with this.

>>41529930
>>41530016
>>41530187
"Training with Yvette's pretty tough stuff, of course, but I'm doing fine. It's exciting thinking about all the new things that could happen, and seeing Khozen for the first time really reinvigorated me. I've heard that you guys aren't without your own impressive stories, either."

Biff nods, continuing on, "oh, but details of our tales of mercenary work are best-saved for another day. If you ever find yourself exhausted, Natalie is not only great with staves, but she really knows how to bring out the restorative qualities of healing herbs!"

You knew about that already (knew Nat for years and all), but you can't bring yourself to tell Biff that, simply thanking him for letting you know.

Byron is a bit more serious, however, changing the topic of conversation by saying, "of course, I want all three of you to be careful. It appears that that Necromancer could be anywhere, and if his faction has somehow brought in any of the Deadlords..."

>A. You're sure you can handle dead guys
>B. You know. You'll be careful
>C. Are you worried about me?
>D. Say nothing
>E. Write-in

>>41530301
>B. You know. You'll be careful
>E. Same goes for you, Byron.

>>41530301
>B. You know. You'll be careful

>>41530350

>>41530350
>>41530463
"I know, I'll be careful. I know how outclassed I am. I'm the only one here who's actually fought Bovis, and I'm honestly surprised I wasn't stabbed for it."

"Very well-said, Elllen!"

"Well, I don't fight directly anyway, so. I'll be as careful as always?"

And then you speak back up again, addressing Byron with your own concern, "you look out for yourself, too, Byron. Things wouldn't be the same without you."

Biff and Nat nod in agreement, followed by a somewhat stammery Byron adding, "of course. Thank you for your concern, all of you."

For the most part, you spend the first part of the trip with these three, either getting one-on-one time with Byron or Nat whenever Biff has the other doing something with him.

As you get closer to the Garou mountains in ensuing days, you do notice Quidel seeming to be increasingly moody when you get a chance to talk to him, but politely avoid the topic... Until at one point, one night, you overhear a rather loud discourse. Everyone was just trying to get to sleep.

"Well, maybe I don't want someone who eats people and steals things hanging around Princess Salia!"

A combination of shouting and barking matches Quidel's volume, "oh, keep saying shit like that and your horse will be digested before your Tarvosian ass can even ride into my home!"

>A. Stay out of it. You're tired and someone else will settle this
>B. Head out there and see what's going on

>>41530698
>>B. Head out there and see what's going on
FUTURE EXPLOITS AWAIT US!

>>41530698
>B. Head out there and see what's going on

>>41530698
>B. Head out there and see what's going on

>>41530698
>B. Head out there and see what's going on
We're going to have take side, aren't we?
>act VERY tired

>>41530811
>>41530816
>>41530863
>>41530895
When you step out, Garrus and Monica are also visible watching what's going on. Salia bursts out of her own tent in a nightgown, fuming at both of her friends.

"Would both of you stop this?!"

At the same time, they both say, "I don't like this [nomad's/wolf's] influence on you!"

Salia's own tired voice matches their own shouts, "are you two seriously fighting over me?!"

"Because this horse-riding history nerd thinks the Garou are all these-"

"You're the ones who kept devouring my ancestors before you headed out to this mountain! I swear, if we get killed because we have to go through a damned mountain for this pup... You have to understand why you shouldn't be hanging out with her!"

"Why don't you see why you clearly can't be-"

"Both of you shut up! I don't care whose grandmother was eaten by who, if you two are just going to fight over me, I don't want to talk to either of you! Leave me alone until you can be civil." With that, Salia heads back inside her tent.

Quidel starts to run over, stammering out, "S-Salia, wait-"

Monica pushes in front of him and shoves Quidel away, before giving an angry look to Dama, cracking her knuckles. "The princess is not speaking to either of you at the moment."

Dama looks down, tail between her legs, while Quidel sighs and gets on his horse, riding off.

Garrus looks at you, "uh, sorry about that..."

>A. Ask what the hell that was about
>B. Ask if Garrus can talk to Salia
>C. Ask if Garrus can talk to Quidel
>D. Ask if Garrus can talk to Dama
>E. Take matters into your own hands (write-in)
>F. Just go back to bed

>>41531097
>B. Ask if Garrus can talk to Salia
>E. Go and speak to Quidel
honestly think he's sort of the asshole here but
it's what ellen would do

>>41531097
>E. Take matters into your own hands (write-in)
Ask Garrus to come along, we're going to try and deal with this quarrel. I say we start with Quidel, we seem to be on good terms with him and, at least to me, it seems like he instigated the whole thing.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>41531277
>>41531306
Will Garrus try to speak to his sister or one of his guards? Time for luck to find out.

>>41531386
"Uh, could you try talking to your sister about... whatever this is about? I'll go see what's up with Quidel."

Garrus nods, wishing you good luck before approaching his sister's tent. He's trying to talk his way past Monica when you head in the direction of the horsebound historian.

He didn't ride off all that far, just away enough from the group to stare contemptuously at the mountains looming ever closer.

Hearing your footsteps, he turns around, sighing, "it's... not really a good time, Ellen. Sorry. I may have just screwed up really badly..."

>A. Ask what that was about
>B. You most certainly did screw up
>C. Comfort Quidel
>D. Let him be for now
>E. Write-in

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>>41531504
pic related

>>41531504
>A. Ask what that was about

>B. You most certainly did screw up
>A. Ask what that was about

>>41531504
>B. You most certainly did screw up
>E. Pat his head

>>41531529
I don't think we've even reached B rank with him yet, so I doubt we'd go that far.

>>41531530
>>41531595
>>41531631
"Yeah, I've never seen you fly off the handle like that, especially saying stuff like that. Why were you even fighting?"

There's a pause before he speaks. "There's a... long, bloody history between the Garou and the Tarvos. Even before the Gerxel empire was up and about, there was... a lot of strife, in what is today Tarvos Valley. The Garou acted like good little dogs of the empire, especially when it meant they could receive support and compensation for something they had already been doing for a very long time. After Queen Hauteclere allied with the Tarvos for her revolution, they only got worse. The horrible deaths that befell the brothers and sisters of my ancestors... Ultimately, when she seized control of Neir, Queen Hauteclere had no choice but to have them all sent to this very mountain range to protect the people of her country, to protect the Tarvos. Any Garou I've met since then has been some thief or fugitive, Salia's friend included. You were literally there to see her arrested for burglary, and she's supposedly their leader's kid! And we're heading right into their home!"

>A. Write-in
>B. He's right to be cautious
>C. He's wrong to jump to these conclusions
>D. Say nothing

>>41531504
>>E. Write-in
"Well, perhaps talking out loud about it to an open ear may clear your thoughts thorough."

>>41531849
>B. He's right to be cautious
>A. But perhaps he's not handling the situation as well as he could be.

>>41531943
this

>>41531943
Seconded

>>41531943
>>41532005
>>41532075
"If you've really had a history like that, I can see why you... aren't really comfortable with Salia hanging around Dama.

"Thank you!" His thanks are exasperated, as though this is the most obvious thing.

"BUT. I... really don't think you're, er, handling this well. You can't dictate who Salia hangs out with just because you're friends, and you don't KNOW that Dama's really all that bad. I mean, do you really think that Salia's that bad a judge of character?"

Quidel sighs. "Telling me to get along with Dama... What if one of your friends demanded you learn to get along with Stefyn?"

>A. That's different!
>B. At least I can be civil with him
>C. You have a point
>D. That is uncalled for
>E. Write-in

>>41532194
>D. That is uncalled for
>A. That's different!
>E. He is one person who has explicitly hurt me and my friends

>>41532293
"Quidel, what the hell?"

Now you're starting to get pissed at him, continuing, "that's... that is entirely different! Hating one person is different from just sort of assuming that a bunch of people are out to eat you! You know why I can't stand Stefyn? He was one of the bandits who destroyed my home. He personally killed my best friend. Trying to equate that to some sort of feud is... Grrh!"

Then, silence.

"I'm... sorry. You're right, I'm... really not taking this out right. What SHOULD I do, though? What CAN I, Ellen?"

>A. Write-in
>B. I don't know/can't answer that

>>41532462
>I wasn't there for the whole fight so I don't know what words were said, but please try and just... I don't know, get to know each other? ((Should help a bit with his bias towards the Garou))

>>41532462
>A. I can't make decisions like this on your behalf. You'll have to figure this out yourself.

>>41532462
>>A. Write-in
Somethings are just out of our own control. We're here to protect the Royalty, and if it just so happens that they decide to go to hell and back, well, we'll have to follow them and make sure that they do come back.

>>41532686
>>41532738
>>41532759
"I was trying to sleep when the fight started, so I don't know the details, but... At least try to get to know each other, I guess. If it doesn't work out even then, and you absolutely cannot get along with this girl, I'm sure Salia will understand if you at least tried. This is just a very general bit of advice, though. I can't tell you what to do, or how to do it, and we both know you don't have control over Dama or Salia's actions, only your own. Just remember that we're here to protect the royal family first and foremost."

Quidel sighs and nods, agreeing to at least try to think of something, thanking you for listening to him again. He asks for some time alone to think, though, and you oblige him, heading back in the general direction of Salia's tent.

As your luck would have it, you run into Stefyn and Dama, talking about things outside in that general area, sitting on the grass. Well, Dama is curled up like, well, a dog nearby.

"Why're you trying to help me so much, Stehffin?"

"It's, uh, Stefyn. With an ee-sound. And I guess... I don't know. I've made a lot of people hurt, physically and emotionally, just by never taking charge, and... It's never pleasant for someone you care about to hate you."

"Oh, some sort of 'oh, soothe my self-pitying heart' thing?" Dama says semi-accusatorily.

"I... guess so..." Stefyn says, "does it... matter why I do things, or just THAT I do them?"

"You're worried about weird things. I just hope Vaga hasn't convinced mom to blame me for everything HE invited me to do."

>A. Eavesdrop
>B. Try to sneak around them
>C. Walk right past them to get to Salia's tent
>D. Talk TO them while you wait for Garrus to come out
>E. Just go to sleep

>>41532976
>C. Walk right past them to get to Salia's tent

>>41532976

>A. Eavesdrop.

After all this talk about giving people a chance, maybe listening to Stefyn talk will help you learn to better understand him. Perhaps that will help you to move on.

>>41533025
>>A. Eavesdrop
Okay. We'll give him a chance to open up.

>>41533025
"Mitchell used to, uh, be like that, before he went straight. I mean in the, uh, 'dragged me along to take things' respect. Basically wanted me to be muscle whenever he stole things, and I did... I was fast, I could... sort of kind of intimidate... And we were friends for a very long time! I couldn't say no, and a lot of the time I was terrified that we would die for it... It sort of... hit a point where he tried to steal the scepter of Katri and we had, uh, a bit of a falling-out. Nothing huge, and we made up after he got caught and became personal guard, but... Uh... In the immediate fallout, I ran as far from Rakche is possible, got lost in the mountains around Tarvos Valley..."

"And that's your villainous origin story?" Dama says, yawning and scratching her ear with her foot.

"Pretty much... How'd you even get to know Salia? Didn't she move to Tarvos when she was, er, six or so?"

Dama relays a story of a young Salia and "that falcoknight over there" being extremely rambunctious and adventurous, how Salia would often have her retainer fly her around the countryside and mountains. How Dama's mother found them, pegasus' wings damaged, cold and starved in the mountains, how she lived in her village for a few months as a super little kid, and how for the next year or so she kept visiting the mountains with Monica until "that thing with Dain."

Before you can hear much more, Garrus comes out of his sister's tent. Seeing him, they stop talking and part ways.

>A. Ask how he did
>B. Ask how Salia's doing
>C. Write-in

>>41533382
>>B. Ask how Salia's doing

And then...

>C. Write-in

How is he doing.

>>41533382
>>41533452
This

>>41533452
"How's your sister?"

"Well, she's... Well, it came as a shock to her to hear Quidel say stuff like that, and I can't say I blame her for that... She's willing to associate with her friends again, but isn't particularly ready to forgive them for fighting over her like that until they can at least stop getting at each other's throats. Monica just kicked me out because she wants her to get to sleep."

You summarize your own chat with Quidel, and Garrus smiles a bit, continuing, "so all hope isn't lost for this to be overcome. Of course, I should probably still tell dad that all of this has happened when he wakes up... Or when he's up AND gets away from Khozen for a bit again. That Wyvern just... really doesn't like me, and gods forbid he thinks I'm trying to ride him..."

"Aside from that, how're you doing?"

"Eh? Well, erm, I'm... no real complaints, I guess. Why do you ask?"

>A. Because your well-being is my duty
>B. Because you're my friend
>C. Because I care about you
>D. Write-in

>>41533669
>B. Because you're my friend
>D. Write-in
I had my faith in you to kill that Necrodragon, and I didn't misplaced it.

>>41533669

I can't decide if I want to pick B or C. Both are good options.

>>41533776
I think giving him the C will end up him giving us the D at a later date.

>>41533806
Byron D > Garrus D

>>41533669
>>B. Because you're my friend
>>41533669
>>41533849
Stefyn D > all other D

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>>41533889
>plz no bully

>>41533757
>>41533889
"We're friends, Garrus. I just want to check up on you sometimes."

"Ah, yeah..." Garrus sighs in relief, "I'm glad you're not letting anything change between us just because you're part of my guard. I mean, I know how Yvette can be with recruits, and..."

You engage in a bit more small talk before you both head off to your respective sleeping arrangements.

Later the next day, while the party is walking, King Drasma shouts from above, "village is within our sights! Khozen, look, this is a major landmark in our journey!" Khozen replies with a piercing wyvern screech. Drasma replies to that with "gross cutesy noises he thinks we can't hear," as Dama loudly announces. This prompts snickering from Salia, but she catches and silences herself.

A tall, not-quite-young-but-definitely-not-old woman with ears, fangs, and tail like Vaga and Dama's, but admittedly significantly better-dressed, is the first to greet your group. In a stern, gruff voice, she demands to know what business your lot has coming through here.

Yvette steps forward with Dama.

>A. Remain silent and pay attention
>B. Talk to someone in your group (specify)
>C. Speak to the Garou yourself
>D. Write-in?

>>41534082
>C. Speak to the Garou yourself

>>41534082
>B. Talk to someone in your group (specify)
Salia seems in a good mood, we should try and chat with her.

>>41534082

>A. Remain silent and pay attention.

We don't need to make any faux-pas by speaking out of turn.

>>41534082
>>B. Talk to someone in your group (specify)
> Dama

I say we go over and thank her for keeping her word on sticking around the warehouse and helping with the extra skeleton hording about in it.

>>41534082
>A. Remain silent and pay attention

>>41534082
>>C. Speak to the Garou yourself

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>41534196
>>41534219
>>41534189
>>41534252
So does Ellen listen or try to take part in talking this through?

>>41534275
ADVENTURE!

>>41534275
"Dama, is that you? Mom is REALLY not happy with you right now, you know."

Dama just sort of looks down, and Yvette speaks up, "then I trust you already know the details?"

"Yeah, Vaga told us all about how she almost got BOTH of them hauled away."

You feel a need to interject here, out-of-turnness be damned. "Hey, she only got caught because she actually tried to help us when a bunch of-"

Yvette chides you, "Now is not the time, Ellen!"

The older garou doesn't seem too displeased, though, and is, in fact, interested in what you have to say. "So my little brother's stretching the truth again, is he? Eh, water's wet, we'll discuss it later. Either way, thanks for dropping off Dama. Long as you guys don't start anything, you can come on in for now. I'll try to set something up with mom if you need to discuss anything further." Her head jerked in a specific direction when she said "don't start anything," predictably facing Quidel. She also gives Salia a quick wave.

Landing nearby, Khozen curls up somewhere and Drasma climbs off of him. "What a trip this has been! I'll most certainly be pleased to meet Queen Loba in person after all I've heard!"

Yvette still looks annoyed with your outburst, and Dama just sort of walks into town casually.

>A. Head into town
>B. Talk to Yvette
>C. Talk to someone else (specify)

>>41534497
Dunno whether to go into town or to nip whatever Yvette is going to tell us in the bud.

>>41534590
You could just roll a die.

>>41534612
And be at the mercy of /tg/'s dice gods? I'll pick C. Let's see what Zoe is up to.

>>41534497
>B. Talk to Yvette
Let's just apologize for the outburst before she can scold us further about it. Tell her we were just trying to set the facts straight.

>>41534497

>B. Talk to Yvette.

Apologize, get chewed out, and then move on so that nobody harbors hard feelings.

>>41534659
>>41534674
After all the things we've done. She should not be surprised by our actions now.

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>>41534674
>>41534659
You know that she's not just gonna drop this, so you preemptively bite the bullet and approach her.

"You know what I'm going to say, right?"

"'I emphasized not speaking out of turn in your training, that could have gone badly, don't do it again?' Yeah, sorry about that... I just, er, wanted to set the record straight."

Yvette groans. "Do not do it again."

"Yes, ma'am. Or, er, no, ma'am? Uh. I will not do it again, ma'am."

"I understand what you meant, Ellen."

There's a moment of awkward silence, and then you just sort of head into town.

It's not quite the bustling community that is Rakche, but considering the hour there are plenty of Garou wandering the streets, running shops, etc.

>A. Look for someone (specify)
>B. Look for somewhere to eat
>C. Wander aimlessly
>D. Write-in?

>>41534810

>B. Look for somewhere to eat.

I hope we like meat!

>>41534810
>A. Look for Vaga
chew the fucker out for. pretty much everything really

>>41534810
>>B. Look for somewhere to eat
Hope it's not dog food...

>>41534810
>>B. Look for somewhere to eat
>>41534810
And fuck.

>>41534871
Honestly, this is beginning to look tempting.

>>41534876
I'm going to change this vote to this one.>>41534871

>>41534857
>>41534876
>>41534947
While the people with actual authority talk to the matriarch of the village, you decide you need to sate your appetite, hoping that they accept gold as payment here as you approach some sort of primarily-outdoor restaurant. Various game animals' carcasses are on display.

Since it's what came after you ordered "whatever" out of an unfamiliarity with the cuisine, how do you feel about bear meat?

>A. I don't mind game meats in general
>B. I'll tolerate it
>C. This is amazing
>D. I'm going to die

>>41535015
Shit, didn't see you changed your vote.
I was going to have Vaga show up here anyway if that's an appropriate substitute.

>>41535147
I'm not going to cry foul over this. It was a very late change.

>>41535124
>>D. I'm going to die
Since when were we picky?

NEVER

>C. This is amazing!

>>41535124
>>C. This is amazing

>>41535124

>C. This is amazing.

We're not Frederick, and bear meat is actually kinda tasty.

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>>41535190
Oh. I just thought of something. If they're selling human meat, my appetite will be ruined.

>>41535190
>>41535217
>>41535273
Like all meat before it, you find the taste of bear wonderful, scarfing it down as your server relays a story of how Chief Loba's son was the one who killed the particular bear you're eating right now.

"George, there's hardly any need to brag on my behalf.

Mouthful of bear, you turn around and see Vaga, fiddling with his beaststone and flashing a toothy grin.

"Ahua said some fair-haired human brought up a few holes in my recount of what happened to our beloved sister. Would you happen to know anything about that?"

>A. What is this about
>B. No (blatantly lie and get back to your meat)
>C. Don't even respond. Just keep eating
>D. Write-in

>>41535409

They are not.

>>41535480
>>D. Write-in
First of all... How dare you ruin my meal! Second, how dare you throw your own sister under the wagon for your cowardice. And finally, you got a lot of nerve to show yourself to me when you broke your promise to me. You may be a good hunter, but you have no honor to me. Begone! You will not foul my meal any further.

>>41535480

>A. What is this about?
She asked, mouth full of bear meat.

>>41535556
I had fun writing this. But now, I'm embarrassed about it. So...

>A. What is this about

>>41535556
"Why do you think you can come here and ruin my meal like this?"

The server, George apparently, sort of slinks back, not wanting to get involved. All other nearby Garou look... concerned about how this is about to play out.

Vaga just sighs and sits down nearby you, "I asked you a question. That hardly constitutes ruining a thin-"

"You have the nerve to approach me with your passive-aggressive observations after you leave your sister behind right after breaking a promise YOU agreed to!"

Vaga sighs.

"So you killed a bear on your own, but you're really bothering me."

You resume eating your food, and he sets his beaststone on the table.

Mouthful of bear, you indignantly ask, "wha d'you wan' fr'm me?!"

Vaga responds, "you seem like you want to start something. Do you want to start something... Whatever your name was?" He rolls the stone around, smiling sweetly, closing his eyes, and continuing, "I hope you want to start something."

>A. You do want to start something
>B. You don't want to start a fight mere minutes into the village
>C. Ignore him
>D. Write-in

>>41535750
>>41535750
>A. You do want to start something
>D. Write-in
Smack him in his gob, call him a liar and a coward, and continue to smack him in his gob until someone drags you off of him.

>>41535750
>C. Ignore him.

>>41535699
I thought it wasn't bad. Could use some tweaking to actually fit Ellen's dialogue, but it's always fun to add someone to her shit list.

>>41535750

>B. Don't want to start something.

It would be dumb to pick a fight with him, when you're surrounded by his kin.

However... if HE wants to start something with us, then,

>D. You'll fight, but without sword or stone. Just you and him, no weapons, no shifting. One on one.

>>41535750
>>D. Write-in
You're the one that wants to start something. Coming in here and being all inquisitive! I'm just here to enjoy the hospitality of this restaurant. Besides that, why are you bothering me now when you could be ask for your sister's forgiveness?

>>41535816
>>D. You'll fight, but without sword or stone. Just you and him, no weapons, no shifting. One on one.
Why not take the obvious choice and make it a contest of gluttony?

>>41535841
We've already been eating, and are thus at a disadvantage. Worst-case scenario he declares "loser pays for everything" and we lose.

>>41535861
And wrestling with a semi-full stomach is a good idea too?

>>41535841
YES! YES!

Eating contest. Let's see if the Big Bad Wolf is all huff and puff, or if he can really blow you down.

>>41535828
>>41535841
"It's... pretty obvious that you just want to start something. Asking all these questions you know the answer to when I'm just here to eat bear. Shouldn't you be making things up with your little sister, anyway?"

"It won't be necessary," Vaga exclaims, pocketing his beaststone again. "She could never hold a grudge. Of course, if you don't want to fight, you could still indulge me with a different sort of contest. You have the appetite of a Garou, after all, so perhaps you think you could eat better than their chief's son?"

>A. You'll do it
>B. Not interested
>C. Does the winner get anything
>D. Write-in

>>41535937
>>D. Write-in
"You just want to eat my bear. I'm not throwing you any scraps under the table! Bugger off!"

>>41535937

>A. You'll do it.

If we win, we earn Vaga's respect.
If it's a tie, we earn Vaga's respect.
If we lose, Vaga saves face, and respects you for putting up a good show.

The only downside is that no matter what happens, we'll wind up with a stomach-ache.

>>41536025
But I like my sting, man. The sting!

>>41536041
We don't need to make any dog-based slurs in a village of wolves.

>>41535937
>>A. You'll do it

>>41536025
Still, I'm the one who suggested it. Changing my vote to this.

>>41535955
Second

>>41536130
Well, at least someone else liked my lousy sting.

>>41536025
>>41536067
>>41536063
"Y'know what? You're on."

Vaga smiles again, happy for a competition to arise, and turns towards your server. "George," he says in a singsongy voice.

Two massive cuts of bear are placed in front of you and your newest nemesis, and upon the server's cue you both start tearing into it. A crowd of Garou watch, mostly females and all but a couple of whom rooting for their hometown hero. You tune them out, for the most part, focusing on your food.

However, your non-empty stomach proves your undoing, and just as you get ahead, even you can't help but retch from the sheer fullness of your stomach, and thus lose to the wretch who killed the bear to begin with.

Regardless, he congratulates you for your efforts and politely hands you a handkerchief of some sort to clean yourself off.

"V-Vaga, it's horrible!" Ahua, apparently his older sister, calls, much less composed-sounding than before, rushing over to the crowd while you sit.

"Now's kind of a bad time, Ahua. I'm a bit busy reveling in-"

"Someone attacked mom. She's lost consciousness, and-"

Vaga bolts off in the direction Ahua came from without another word of explanation.

>To be continued next thread

It's getting a bit late, so I figured I should cut it off here. You can follow on twitter @qmgrandflocto for updates, send us questions on our ask.fm of the same name (http://ask.fm/qmgrandflocto), and I'll be around to answer questions in-thread for as long as I'm needed. Thanks for playing as always.

>>41536236
Well, at least they can't blame the assassination attempt it on us. We got an alibi.

>>41536295
So we blame stefyn yeah?

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>>41536337
Fuck that guy.

>>41536295
Yep. It probably won't be a mystery for that long, though.
>>41536337
Ellen can assume it was Stefyn if she wants.

>>41536236
I also want a rematch and perhaps a little montage of training for this rematch. We're competitive eaters now!

>>41536394
As a fair warning, we're only planning for one of the Garou to be actually able to be taken beyond the Garou village at this point and become a permanent party member. There'll be a pretty obvious point that doesn't EXPLICITLY say "this is where you choose your dog," but does if you know to look for it.

At least, the other sibling probably wouldn't join for a very long time afterwards.

>>41536394
Nah i'd rather spend that time gettin swole!
>>41536451
I personally like Dama, However i bet Ellen will warn her of stefyn and to stay away from him

>>41536451
Don't tell us this, you. Don't ruin it.

>>41536489
I dunno, man. I'd rather be all tsuntsun with Vaga.

>>41536516
Uhg no, Fuck off with that shitty tsundere anime bullshit please

>>41536516
>throwing a goddamn furry onto the harem pile

>>41536551
There is no dere. Just the TSUN.

>>41536516
>Wanting to fuck the furry
Yeah no fuck off
>>41536572
That's even fucking worse, Ellen doesn't like him

>>41536489
I gotta say, I'm honestly impressed with how committed to keeping Ellen's distaste for Stefyn from lessening unrealistically fasy you guys have been.

>>41536584
Agreed. I just want to be a bitch towards him.

>>41536678
Hah! That's what a female dog is called.

>>41536726
Fuck it. My vote goes toward Dama now.