>>41714799
awwwww yea

>>41714799

Roger looks momentarily distracted, as if trying to remember some difficult fact.

“Sierra, Ro.” Moriah taps you both on the shoulder.

You look back at her. “What?”

Her eyes stare at a point a little bit above your forehead. “You have some kind of sigil on you.”

“What kind of sigil?” asks Ro, her voice dropping low.

“It just flared up, like this.” Mori draws in midair, her finger leaving an ethereal contrail like there’s an invisible whiteboard in front of her. It’s a strange looking pattern, unlike anything you’ve ever seen, concentric angled curves. (-1 Sanity: 92)

Ro blanches at the sight of the design, her fingers tightening on the hilt of her longsword. “Moriah, stop.”

But Moriah ignores her, a weirdly intense expression on her face.

Roger catches Mori’s movements out of the corner of his eye and lunges forward with sudden speed. He slashes a hand through Moriah’s attempted sigil – his touch cuts a burning swath through the sigil. The remnant shreds flutter upward and burn away in bright green fire.

Moriah stumbles backward a step, trying to shake herself out of the daze. “What...”

A wave of seriousness and anger explodes off from Roger. “Who is she?” he asks, jerking a finger in Mori’s direction. “Why was she trying to draw that fucking thing?”

By now, Nemo and Vikrama have realized something’s up, and are looking in your direction.

“The Mermenes,” says Rowan, breathlessly. “They must have marked us back in Porthcawl.”

Wyatt glares suspiciously at you and Rowan, like he just caught you trying to sneak a bowie knife onto an airplane. “Why the devil did you people go there?”

You spot a flicker of movement darting between trees to the west, maybe about thirty yards off – too fast for a person, too big for an animal. You’re not too surprised, given that the ocean’s only a few blocks away in that direction. What happens in Porthcawl doesn’t stay in Porthcawl, apparently.

>Make plans (?)
>Say stuff (?)
>Other (?)

>>41714820
unglamour and draw Zelathis. Be prepared for a rush attack, block with shield charm, return fire with concussive blow from zelathis, then assess situation.

>>41714820
>Say stuff (?)
"So you've run into Mermenes as well? Fucking Mermenes!"

>>41714799
>Say stuff (?)
"Heads up. I think we've got company."

>>41714820
It is very important that we at least unglamour the crown of belphegor. We should also start summoning tings and ask the other to get ready for a brawl or something.

>>41714820
Corrupting Hex the sigils.

Set Monster, Tiger, and the hound twins on the thingy.

Might wanna warn people about the thing.

>>41714837
Daaaaaaaaayum

Maybe unnatural charm to get these guys focused on the threat and not us would be a good idea?

>>41714820
>>Make plans (?)
Roger and Co don't have ta fight (cause this ain't their fight). They should take away non combatants off the field and in to safety.

Deploy Monster to scout/visually ID the threath and to act as point from which to deploy powers. Roger has already seen him.

>>41714957
>Corrupting Hex
Ooo clever
We should ask Moria to help locate exactly where they are.

>>41714820
bring all the summons out. Looks like we're gonna need it. This things is fast and deadly.

>>41714820
"Why did we go to Porthcawl? We heard it was a charming seaside town with great views of the ocean. But honestly? I wouldn't go back. The tea and coffee making facilities left a lot to be desired."

>>41714820
>Other: Now would be a good time to go full dragon.

>>41714820
>Say stuff (?)
We just stopped for gas and these fucking fishpeople tried to sacrifice us. We thought we lost them, but...
>>41714957
I'll back this.

>>41714820
>Say stuff (?)
"Dramamine.

West, incoming."

>Make plans (?)

Glamours off, summon up the hellhounds, have them and Reebs try and intercept the incoming thing, grab hold of a limb and slow it down.

Corrupting Hexing the markings seems like a good idea. Once that's taken care of go full rip and tear on the thing that chased us.

>>41714820

>>41714993
I could support using Unnatural Charm if Roger and company start making a fuss.

>>41714820
>>Say stuff (?)
"Next time we'll use the airline to travel."

>>41714820
>Make plans (?) Field Monster to scout, stay together, use Tiger to flush them out.
>Say stuff (?) "Murder first, answers later, people to save now!"

>>41714898
>>41715056

Should we really unglamor? Roger doesn't know what Sierra is, and it might be better for it to stay that way.

>>41715113
Truth, no matter how funny it would be for the split second before he tried to murder us.

>>41714820
>>Say stuff (?)
"Can you take your guys to safety? This is kinda our problem."

>>41714820
Did Moriah betray us?

>>41714837
Shit damn, that's uncomfortably arousing. I thought they were a bit smaller.

>>41715254
No, she had some Deep One fuck with her head.

>>41715113
He's going to find out pretty quick anyway. We aren't exactly subtle in a fight.

>>41715113
Hell no we shouldn't unglamor. We're a few steps away from the street.

>>41715113
>>41715141
There's no way he doesn't already at least suspect.

We told him that we sort of just catch on fire sometimes by accident. We heavily hinted that we're not human last time we met him. He knows that Reeber is something else wearing a glamour, and in the same sentence he implied that he thinks Sierra could maul deer with her bare hands.

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>>41715260
No kidding, they're huge!
We should stick em in our shadow and use them for shit like pic related.

We're not gonna be able to fight this thing without revealing our nature.

Everything except our fire is clear demon sign.

>>41715270
Oh some possession shit.

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>>41715336
>He thinks that was about the claw wings.

>>41715411
It was about the claw wings. Don't try and tell me what features to be aroused by faggot.

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>>41715411
Lewd

>>41715374
Well there is guns, Zelathis, inflict pain, stains of sin and other stuff we can do that aren't visual or immediately identifiable as demonic. Magic is so varied in this setting that most demonic stuff could be recreated with it through multiple schools and enchantments.

>>41715494
>inflict pain, stains of sin
Blood magic is immediately recognizable and SoS causes the object to scream loudly.

>>41715449
I don't think normal people would go "Don't you fucking say I was aroused by her tits, it was all the demonic bone claw wings, man."

Dem demonic bone claw wings

>>41715547
Neither of these things are Blood magic. Read the paste bin.

>>41715547
Inflict Pain isn't blood magic at all.

SoS does make noise, but it's not all that loud. The real problem is that it makes the weapon turn rust colored.

I wonder how strong our wings are... Think we could use them to hold us up and lounge on them?

>>41715658
I won't be satisfied until they're strong enough to use to duel Zeratul

>>41715723
Hand-to-wing combat training with Ranthix?

I seriously these guys will give two flying fucks if both Ro and Sierra unglamour at the same time. They'll be surprised but seeing two opposites working together they'll know shit is on the level.

“Dramamine,” you tell Wyatt, staying focused on the trees. Your draw Zelathis from its sheath, blade angled low. “Something’s to the west – Roger, grab your peeps and get out of here. Mori, where are those sigils exactly?”

“Right above your forehead,” she answers, trying not to look too hard in your or Rowan’s direction.

You let your crown slip out of its glamor so you can burn out the magic without burning yourself out along with it. You angle one hand upward to the spot Moriah said, and twist your power into a corrupting hex at the focal point. (-4 PP: 41/45) The air shrieks as the shearing knot of negative energy shreds whatever magic might have been holding the mark on you.

Your hex hits its mark with a burst of sick yellow light and the sound of shattering glass, though your aim was good enough to stop it from eating at the glamors on your horns. The negative energy feedback that usually gets on your nerves is instead discharged back into your crown, leaving your somewhat good mood intact.

You tell Rowan to hold still so you can replicate the feat. (-4 PP: 37/45)

“Is it gone?” Ro asks Mori, almost desperate.

Moriah gives a single expressionless nod, a breezy tinge of relief radiating from her.

Rowan shivers and gets a hold of herself. “I hate Mermenes.”

You notice Roger and co are making no fast moves to distance themselves from you.

“Wow, wicked halo,” says Nemo, eyes lighting up at the sight of the ringed crown shining behind your head. “You should have told me you’re an Exhonerate! You guys are the best!”

>>41715924

If you had more time, you’d be happy to play along with being mistaken for an angel. But as it stands you don’t have time. “What part of get the hell out of here don’t you understand?” you ask them.

“I also hate Mermenes,” Wyatt says, his expression resolute, if unenthusiastic.

“They’re using you to get to me,” Roger says, stepping forward and snapping both fingers. An amorphous cloud of black ink gushes into the air before him, its pitch form extending tendrils and suddenly brightening and gaining texture to form a gigantic octopus. Or... something like an octopus? “It’s my problem, not yours.”

It’s big, bigger than you, and it looks even bigger when it has its tentacles all stretched out. Its fluid flesh shimmers with dark, shadowy patterns as it pushes itself up higher into the air, floating protectively over the group like a living acid trip gone bad. Its eyes shine a hard metallic silver, and tentacles form and reform out of it with no reason or logic.

“Get back to the road,” says Wyatt, shirking his sweatshirt in a single fluid motion to reveal hard muscle and lots and lots of scars flesh. “They don’t like that kind of attention.”

Xanissil seems confused as to what you’re supposed to be doing, though Rowan seems prepared to stay and fight.

Vikrama looks to you, a fear radiating from her. “Sierra?”

>Screw it, let’s get the hell out of here.
>Xan, get Mori and Vik out of here. I’m trusting you with this, got it?
>Geeze, keep your shirt on. We dragged this thing here, we’re not making you deal with it without us.
>Other (?)

>>41715944
>>Xan, get Mori and Vik out of here. I’m trusting you with this, got it?

>>41715944
>Xan, get Mori and Vik out of here. I’m trusting you with this, got it?
>Geeze, keep your shirt on. We dragged this thing here, we’re not making you deal with it without us.

>>41715944
>>Xan, get Mori and Vik out of here. I’m trusting you with this, got it?

Followed by

>Geeze, keep your shirt on. We dragged this thing here, we’re not making you deal with it without us.

>>41715944
>>Xan, get Mori and Vik out of here. I’m trusting you with this, got it?
>Geeze, keep your shirt on. We dragged this thing here, we’re not making you deal with it without us.

>>41715944
>>Xan, get Mori and Vik out of here. I’m trusting you with this, got it?

>>41715944
>Xan, get Mori and Vik out of here. I’m trusting you with this, got it?

Shedding blood together? Now that's hobnobbing like an Imperiate.

>>41715944
>>Xan, get Mori and Vik out of here. I’m trusting you with this, got it?

>“Get back to the road,” says Wyatt, shirking his sweatshirt in a single fluid motion to reveal hard muscle and lots and lots of scars flesh.

Hey there Wyatt, lets avoid distracting all the ladies at the brink of battle.

>>41715944
>Roger summons a shadow mindfuck octopus
>He's not actually a dragon
Ok, taking bets.

Shadowborn or some kind of freaky deaky deep one?

>>41716114
Sea dragon?

>>41715944
>Other (?)
Look over octopus summon thing. Grin from ear to ear.

>>41715944
>Screw it, let’s get the hell out of here.

>>41715944
>Other (?)
Ask what might work best with Roger's summon.

We should summon crabby.

>>41715944
>Xan, get Mori and Vik out of here. I’m trusting you with this, got it?
>Geeze, keep your shirt on. We dragged this thing here, we’re not making you deal with it without us.
>I am not an angel, GAWSHS!

>>41715944
>Screw it, let’s get the hell out of here.

>>41715944
>Xan, get Mori and Vik out of here. I’m trusting you with this, got it?
>Geeze, keep your shirt on. We dragged this thing here, we’re not making you deal with it without us.

Prep for the fight, get our summons up, Reebs buds, and Tiger should be helpful. It'll reveal that we aren't an angel, but that wasn't going to last the fight anyway.

If we have time, inscribe Blood Curse, it'll help against whatever is coming in.

>>41716270
Inscribing shit is a bit too much to do right now.

>>41716114
Easy, he's actually Hassatur

>>41715944
>>Xan, get Mori and Vik out of here. I’m trusting you with this, got it?
>>Geeze, keep your shirt on. We dragged this thing here, we’re not making you deal with it without us.

>>41715944
>Xan, get Mori and Vik out of here. I’m trusting you with this, got it?
>Geeze, keep your shirt on. We dragged this thing here, we’re not making you deal with it without us.

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>>41716114
Roger = Star spawn?
Wyatt = Muscle wizard?
Nemo = Dragon?

>>41716579
Roger = dragon
Wyatt = Double Dragon
Nemo = stoner

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>>41716643
Makes perfect sense

>http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/33720164/#p33725864
>"The Exhonerates are all a bunch of condescending asses with pretty faces"

That's Sierra, according to Nemo. Accurate?

>>41716922
>(423): I don't think I bit anyone but I woke up to scrapes knees, bruises and new friends.
She's more like a text from last night.

“Xan, get them out of here,” you say, motioning to Mori and Vik. “I’m trusting you with this, okay?”

Xan nods. “Come,” she says shepherding the two back down the path at a jog.

“You should have left,” Wyatt says.

“Geeze, keep your shirt on,” you joke, making sure not to look too much at his abs. “We dragged it here, we help you murder it.”

“Here it comes,” says Ro, adjusting her grip on her super sword.

You see it zigzagging toward you, making use of the trees as cover. It’s a figure, human-shaped, but with arms and legs way too long – it’s a solid six and a half feet tall. Its footfalls are soft, barely audible – it wears a pair of ill-fitting jeans and a tight hooded sweatshirt, the hood down. The thing’s face is covered a weirdo mask, curiously curved, though without much in the way of details.

He doesn’t seem tough, what with must be thin bones and little muscle to serve as padding. (Masked guy: 7/7 HP)

Strangely, though the figure seems to constantly charge at you, it never seems to get any closer.

You take advantage of the delay to summon up Tiger, the hounds, and Monster, keeping Crabby in reserve just in case.

The hounds join Reeber, while Tiger plants himself in front of you and Monster zips upward into the trees.

“Can’t say I’ve seen that before,” says Wyatt, narrowing his eyes at Tiger.

Nemo laughs anxiously. “Pardisca has all kinds of weird animals,” he replies, hesitantly.

Roger remains focused on your adversary, however. “Stay near me,” he says, a slight nervousness in his tone. “Don’t let him grab you. And he’s going to come at us from behind, but don’t turn around until I say so.”

When the thing darts behind another tree distant tree, it doesn’t reappear off the other side.

Calmly, Roger gives the signal. “Now.”

>>41717138

You all whirl around just in time for the jacketed figure to leap out from behind the nearest tree to the boardwalk – it looms over you with its bone-thin limbs, suddenly one and half times taller than you, bigger than it was just a moment ago. It must be freaking nine and a half feet tall.

It reaches down for your face with a spidery hand, but you leap backward. But somehow it wasn’t reaching for you, it was reaching for Roger?

His floating magic octopus doesn’t like that, though, and suddenly it swells in size, snaking its long tentacles around the thing’s arm and tightening, snapping its twig bones. Then the octopus’s metallic eyes light with emerald fire, and a twisting vortex of shaking force shatters the air between it and the figure, hitting it full on – the invisible blast strips the tree behind the figure free of bark, splinters shooting everywhere.

The figure yanks its arm free of the octopus, hooks an incredibly long hand over the lowest branch of the tree behind it, and hoists itself up so its standing on the lowest branch. It pulls out a comically small penknife and makes an incision in the air before it in a clear circle about three feet in diameter – the inside of the cut goes black for a second, and discolored, brackish water roars forth from the air, dumping down in a huge waterfall faucet.

Strange humanoid things with rubbery skin and eel-like faces start plunging out of the hole with the water, slamming into the forest ground with wet smacks before scrambling out of the shower of seawater to try to clamor up onto the low boardwalk path.

Roger’s engaged the weird limbed thing on the treebranch above in some kind of staring contest, power visibly flickering in the air between them, his magic octopus rotating in on itself with its colors shimmering all shades, maybe recharging for another go.

>>41717164

One of the eel men charges Roger’s flank, but Wyatt steps smartly in the way. He lifts an arm and scowls – several metallic blades of various sizes split out of his elbow and forearm, and he lashes out with a hard blow, catching the fish man in the gills and spilling a shower of black blood.

Another couple attempt to rush Nemo, but he sucks in a deep breath and hoses them down with a heavy blaze of molten fire right out of his mouth – the smell of fried salmon hangs thick in the air.

Rowan swings Aleopher around and stabs another eel in the gut. Another grabs onto her and flashes with electricity, but she explodes into pure, invulnerable white light, and punches the eel right between in its sightless eyes with a thunderous crack. The thing’s head jerks violently backward and it crumples onto the boardwalk, dead.

Another gaggle of dripping wet eel men try to bum rush you, but your summons and Reeber have something else to say about that. Despite their numbers, they can’t do anything but flail helplessly as they’re torn apart by hellhounds and your shalbaan.

Which kind of leaves you free, now that you’ve got your balance from masked man’s weird grab attack.

Every second, more eel things drop out of the weird hole in the air. But your real antagonist is the freak in the tree. But you're not even picking up any magic from him - what the hell is this?

>Strategize (?)
>Other (?)

>>41717214
>Nemo, but he sucks in a deep breath and hoses them down with a heavy blaze of molten fire right out of his mouth
Fucking knew it.

>>41717214
How dark is it?

>>41717214
>Try to fuck up that three foot portal of murlocks.

>>41717214
>Strategize
We drop Crabby on the hole to plug it, then flame whip the thin man.

>>41717214
>>Strategize (?)
Corrupt thin mints mask.

>>41717214
>Strategize (?)

Let's try using Inflict Pain on it, hopefully that'll give us a good opportunity to charge it. Maybe use Stepping of the Aether to double jump it, and use Stain of Sin on ourself and rip and tear.

>>41717214
>Other (?)
See if you can corrupting hex the rift the eel men are coming from.

Then try to get to the freak in the tree with some judicious application of Stepping of the Aether.

>>41717214
>>41717214
>He lifts an arm and scowls – several metallic blades of various sizes split out of his elbow and forearm
FUCK. FUCKING FUCK FUCK.
He's the same kind of robot angel that makes up half of Satt's ancestry.


If we have Zelathis, shooting lightning at the portal should fry the fish. Or we could shoot the mask dude with it.

Or we could try to Corrupting Hex the portal. Or just throw some fire around.

>>41717331
>>41717330
You people want to get to grabbing distance after Roger told not to get grabbed?

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>The skinny thing is a fullblooded verwelken

>>41717214
>>Strategize (?)
Maybe we can use Voice of a thousand teeth on the area in front of the portal.

>>41717346
We should ask him if he knows Satt

>>41717214
>Corrupting Hex that fucker
The Hex should fuck with whatever magical shit he's got going on. Maybe we could SoS something, idk

>>41717357
That's what it sounds like to me too.

>>41717214
If we can get Monster to keep eyes on this dude at all times, that should lock down a lot of his capabilities. If he is what we think he is.

>>41717357
Isnt it daytime?
I could be mistaken

>>41717292
Seconding. Always summon Bigger Fish.

>>41717346
>>41717365
>Assumptions.

>>41717346
>He's the same kind of robot angel that makes up half of Satt's ancestry.
What makes you say that?

>>41717214
Stain of Sin on whatever firearm we have on us, shoot the motherfucker.

>>41717393
>If he is what we think he is.
I think he is a Leshern.

>>41717431
Does Rowan have any [holy] type buffs? I forget.

>>41717407
>>41717417
We know of exactly one thing in the setting that does what Wyatt just did - the robo angels.

Yeah, there's a chance that he might be some new thing, but it's certainly looking like robo angels when you combine his actions with the group's apparent knowledge of angels and Pardisca, and then Nemo getting nervous over Wyatt's reaction to Sierra's obviously demonic summons.

All right, so corrupting hex on the portal or crabby summon, aether step to get into range for some kind of cautious stain of sin or corrupting hex attack.

It's still day, but the sun's going down. Not really dark enough for void of one thousand teeth, except through the portal.

Roll some dice.

>>41717484
He might have not be full-blooded Robot Angel to do that blade thing though. Rowan is maybe a quarter Seraph, and she's still pretty badass.

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>41717532

Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>41717532

Rolled 24 (1d00100)

>>41717532

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>41717532
here we go

>>41717532
>aether step to get into range for some kind
Fucking whyyyyyy.

The only thing Roger told us was to not let the thing grab us.

Rolled 24 (1d100)

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>>41717548
Okay...?

There really isn't much difference in badness between full-blooded angel and demonbane for our purposes. Demonbane have less power but the power level is less important than the hate.

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>>41717552
I think we hurt it.

>>41717564
We did roll under 10, so maybe we don't get grabbed. Though I really wish people would pay attention in the future about things plainly mentioned in the story posts.

>>41717475
>Bless: Give an ally a light buff to all rolls for a short duration.
Source: http://pastebin.com/72pbB92Z (Old/outdated)

Pretty sure she used this on us shortly before the Melkor fight.

>>41717654
Mate this is 4chan. That's never going to happen.

>>41717636
Ro doesn't hate us, this guy lives with a dragon and some weird landmasterish thing.

Not to mention him being an angel is kind of jumping to conclusions. There seems to be a fuck ton of magic beings out there.

>>41717654
Sierra has some super fucking great reflexes tho.

>>41717773
>Ro doesn't hate us

Were you not here for the beginning of the quest?

>>41717800
She got over it pretty fucking quick.

>>41717654
We're pretty nightmarish up close as well, it's not like we're a squishy caster or something like that.

>>41717832
Yea if that things grabs us it'll disrupt our glamours and then immediately regret its decision.

>>41717832
>dont get grabbed
Says the badass leader of the three magic musketeers
>leap at the opponent and hope it doesnt grab me!
Just saying, its an idiotic plan and i hope we dont fuck up too bad

>>41717797
>>41717832
>It ate the ashwight
>Simple instructions from Roger
>Weird arms
It would be super embarrassing to freak out and have to be killed.

>>41717891
Nah, I seriously doubt this thing is a heavy enough hitter that we couldn't take it by ourself if we had too.

>>41717927
i seriously hope you kill yourself. why take the chance? i'd really rather not take a possible (-30 san) if the fucker grabs us

>>41717982
That's a helluvan assumption.

>>41718019
>a possible
im tossing out an idea of what a deep one might do to us if it comes into contact with us, what with the reputation for causing insanity and the weird observation-teleport thing it has. Stating possible reasons it might be smarter to stay back rather than maybe getting completely fucked up by charging headlong at something completely freaky

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>>41717982
>(-30 san)

>>41718073
>charging headlong at something completely freaky
Do you mean Sierra's battle plan for every situation?

>>41718116
>/tg/'s battle plan for every mc in every quest
FTFY

>>41718154
I love how people even voted to do it in quests where the MC is 100% caster and has the melee capabilities of a tissue box.

>>41718218
When has this happened?

>>41718218
>MGNQ
>MC is a ranged combat specialist with noodly arms
>Go into combat with the punching weapons

>>41718295
Overlimit and that one Deity quest. It rarely ever actually got through a vote, but even once is hilarious considering that both the mcs were glass cannon mages.

You may or may not be dealing with a Verwelken here. Of course you’ve never met a full-blooded Verwelken, but maybe some of the same rules apply anyway? You get Monster to keep eyes on the masked figure to keep him from disappearing or anything weird like that.

But so far as the situation on the ground, first thing that’s gotta go is that freaking fish hole.

You step aside from the general melee between eels and magic friends, reach a hand out toward the gushing rupture in the air, and hit it with another hex. (-4 PP: 33/45) The portal rends in on itself and zips closed, severing an eel in half mid-transit and cutting off the water flow.

The remaining eels struggle around in a big rubbery pile, unable to get good purchase in the mud and water. For good measure you summon Crabby next to them and let him have his field day, alongside your other Pokémon.

The thin thing doesn’t spare you a second glance, occupied as he is with Roger’s staring contest.

He’ll regret that.

You charge forward, jump into the air, and take a few more steps propelling yourself higher and hinter until you’re about on level with thin mint, too fast even for him to react. (-3 PP: 30/45)

Or you thought so, at least. He lashes out with one hand without even looking at you. In reply, you coil your legs beneath you and leap even higher into the air, even well above him. (-3 PP: 27/45)

He looks weak, but he took a freight train’s worth of force in the face from Roger’s octopus, so you opt for a more magical strike. With how much crazy magic’s being thrown around here, you figure thin mint has a lot of the stuff on him, which means hexes all day. You make a cutting motion with an arm and send out another torrent of magic-shredding negative energy down at the figure. (-4 PP: 23/45) (-1 Sanity: 91/100)

>>41718394

The long-limbed figure glances in your direction just in time to take the whole hex right in the mask.

He falls backward off his branch, right in time for you to land crouched in your new perch.

He twists mid fall and alights gently on the ground, as if he weighed no more than a feather. He cranks his masked face up at you at an awkward angle, a position that would be absurdly painful for something with regular human anatomy. His mask appears unharmed in any way.

It draws itself up to full height, now only something like six and a half feet once more. You’ve taken him down a size...?

In an airy, breathless voice, it speaks, still peering up at you. “Beckhoff.” The sound of its voice sends shivers down your spine (+6 Stress: 26)

You hear the others finishing off the last of the eel men behind and below you.

Below you, Roger advances with his stare still on, his octopus trailing along just above the ground at his side. “I have all power here,” Roger says, his voice sharp and unkind. “Leave.”

It flicks out its little knife again, so tiny.

>You have the high ground. Prepare to strike. (?)
>Dude. What’s with the creepo mask?
>How the hell do you know my fucking name, thin mint?
>I take it you know this thing pretty well, Roger.
>Try to persuade the thing to leave via your unnatural charm.
>Signal your summons to flank.
>Fucking shoot at it.
>Get battle advice from Rowan, she’s dealt with Mermene crap before.
>Other (?)

>>41718410
>Try to persuade the thing to leave via your unnatural charm.

>>41718410
>How the hell do you know my fucking name, thin mint?

>>41718410
>>How the hell do you know my fucking name, thin mint?
>Dude. What’s with the creepo mask?
>You have the high ground. Prepare to strike. (?)

Prepare a fire whip attack

>>41718410
>Try to persuade the thing to leave via your unnatural charm.

Hey, guys, I think I know what attacked our family out on that boat.

This fuckface and his friends.

There's no way we let it leave alive.

>>41718410
>Other (?)
Corrupt his little toy knife.

>>41718410
>I take it you know this thing pretty well, Roger.
>How the hell do you know my fucking name, thin mint?
>You have the high ground. Prepare to strike. (?)
Put a Hellbolt on standby.

>>41718410
>>How the hell do you know my fucking name, thin mint?

>>41718457
If this thing killed mum we'd be fried potatoes by now.

>>41718457
>(+76 stress)

>>41718503
No way this thing killed mom alone. This thing and a few hundred friends, on the other hand...

>>41718410
>I take it you know this thing pretty well, Roger.
>You have the high ground. Prepare to strike. (Inflict Pain)

Probably it just listened to the shadows to learn our name.

>>41718410
>SoS the knife
>How the hell do you know my fucking name, thin mint?

>>41718410
>>How the hell do you know my fucking name, thin mint?

I take it we played xcom?

>>41718410
>>41718461
This

>>41718543
Shadows aren't a font of infinite knowledge pulled from nowhere. They have to actually see the things they tell you about.

>>41718543
>listened to the shadows
I don't think it is what you think it is.

Freaky mask makes me think Sulkrasph. It's most likely not him, though.

>>41718410
>How the hell do you know my fucking name, thin mint?

>>41718410
Other(?)
Give him a dose of Inflict Pain and Terrorizing Glare, augmented with a landwell charge.

We should jump down in front of it and deglamour right as we hit the ground.

>>41718410
>How the hell do you know my fucking name, thin mint?

Did 4chan shut the bed?

>>41719200
No

“How the hell do you know my fucking name, thin mint?” you ask, shouting more because you’re angry than because you want to be heard.

“Don’t talk to it!” Roger shouts at you. But it’s kind of too late for that.

The creepy figure ignores Roger, much more interested in you for the moment. “Is afraid of this,” it answers, holding up its other hand. Then it does a scissor pantomime with two fingers.

Holy sweet mercy. (+10 Stress: 36) No. He’s... it’s not that. But how did he... maybe he was there?

You manage to keep yourself from striking out reflexively. You need something to hit it with. Fire? Maybe not. Hexes don’t seem to do anything permanent. You don’t know if it has blood, and you don’t have and blood magic ready anyway.

>>41719280

Your eyes gravitate toward its knife. Such a dumb thing, but it’s powerful. If you could make him drop it? You focus on the blade, filling it with all your present confusion, subdued panic, anger and fear. (-2 PP: 21/45)

The knife in thin mint’s hand darkens and trembles, shrieking mutely. Curiously, the strange man glances down at the knife in his grip, then holds it up to show it to you. He’s not phased in the least.

“Fuck you too,” you growl, glaring and hitting him with all the suffering you can funnel through your brain. (-7 PP: 14/45)

He stands immutably under the invisible onslaught, still staring up at you.

Roger’s octopus suddenly darts toward the thing, taking advantage of its distraction to wrap its entirety around the figure. Roger shifts forward as well with blinding speed, not so much running as simply changing position. He tackles the octopus-covered masked man, knocking him to the ground, and then grabs him on both sides through the creature and squeezes.

The octopus compacts and presses together at Roger’s urging, smaller and smaller, less and less, until there’s nothing left at all.

Roger kneels on the ground on the empty dirty, breathing heavily. Whatever the hell he did, it took a lot out of him.

You drop down out of the tree, landing in a crouch, but keeping Zelathis out just in case.

>>41719299

The others look fine... Wyatt included, though he’s cheating with the whole no shirt thing. But you already have a hot boyfriend, so. And might be a robo angel, so maybe you shouldn’t think like that.

Rowan’s still full vengeful wrath mode. “Is that... it?”

“We’re peaches and gravy,” Wyatt confirms, shuffling over back toward where he threw his sweatshirt. He’s got a lot of black blood on him, which is kind of gross. Fish people blood doesn’t smell so sweet.

“Usuaully it’s a lot worse,” Nemo adds, wiping his mouth on a sleeve. Smoke billows freely from his nostrils. “You guys really threw him off balance. You run into this kind of thing being super angel US marshals down south?”

>Ro's the deputy marshal. I'm more like the deputy deputy marshal by now, so, doesn't really count.
>I uh. I need to consult. Hang on. (Talk to Ro about this thing knowing your name and stuff.)
>Who is ‘he’?
>Wyatt, you Echularum?
>So, are you really a dragon, or do you just spit dragon fire?
>Check up on Roger.
>>Did you just... unsummon him?
>>So... we’re still good for some landmaster stuff though, right?
>>You two seem like good friends.
>Other (?)

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>>41719299
Damn. Roger just went bear-mode on Thinmint. I'm impressed.

>>41719332
>Wyatt, you Echularum?

>>41719332
>I dunno. Maybe it's just me.
>Ro's the deputy marshal. I'm more like the deputy deputy marshal by now, so, doesn't really count.

>Wyatt, you Echularum?

>>41719332
>Check up on Roger.
>>You two seem like good friends.

>>41719332
>Ro's the deputy marshal. I'm more like the deputy deputy marshal by now, so, doesn't really count. "I'm to old for this shit."
>I uh. I need to consult. Hang on. (Talk to Ro about this thing knowing your name and stuff.)
>Who is ‘he’?
>Wyatt, you Echularum?
>So, are you really a dragon, or do you just spit dragon fire?

>>41719332
>Ro's the deputy marshal. I'm more like the deputy deputy marshal by now, so, doesn't really count.

>Ro, you wanna come with me to check on the rest of the gang? (Talk to Ro about this thing knowing your name and stuff.)

>>41719332
>Ro's the deputy marshal. I'm more like the deputy deputy marshal by now, so, doesn't really count.
>Who is ‘he’?
>Wyatt, you Echularum?
>So, are you really a dragon, or do you just spit dragon fire?
>Check up on Roger.
>>Did you just... unsummon him?

We can talk to Ro in a bit.

>>41719332
>Ro's the deputy marshal. I'm more like the deputy deputy marshal by now, so, doesn't really count.
>Check up on Roger.
>Wyatt, you Echularum?

>>41719459
Seems ok.

>>41719332
>>Ro's the deputy marshal. I'm more like the deputy deputy marshal by now, so, doesn't really count.
>Check up on Roger.
>>Did you just... unsummon him?
>>So... we’re still good for some landmaster stuff though, right?
>>You two seem like good friends.

>>41719332
>Who is ‘he’?
>Wyatt, you Echularum?
>I uh. I need to consult. Hang on. (Talk to Ro about this thing knowing your name and stuff.)

>>41719332
>>Wyatt, you Echularum?

We just looked really weak in front of these guys.

>>41719622
Our summons tanked and provided overwatch while we distracted him(?) for the heavy hitters.

>>41719622
he had some sort of bullshit level resist thing going, from the sound of it they've dealt with that kind of thing before. we're cool

>>41719622
>our summons killed as many minions as the rest of the group
>we forced the portal closed
>smacked mask thing to the ground
>hit it with another debuff that made it easier for Roger to finish
>only 'failure' was yelling at it when it it started needling us
You sure? From my perspective it looks like we did ok. We didn't go super impressive SHADOW RAM or anything, but it sure as hell wasn't "looked really weak".

>>41719701
we did no actual damage to it. All of our spells did nothing.

So how hard is Roger gonna have to work to keep Wyatt and Nemo from killing us when they realize we're hellborn?

>>41719783
Hopefully hard enough to work and still teach us.

>>41719783
Nemo probably none hes pretty cool, Wyatt.... with Ro to back us up maybe not too much

>>41719783
>Nemo
>kill us
Wyatt is an unknown, but Roger would turn on us well before Nemo would.

>>41719783
The real problem isn't Wyatt trying to kill us. We could take em if it came to it. Probably. If we got rid of his friends first.

What we want to avoid is him going around screaming from the mountaintops about how we're hellborn and getting every demonbane on the continent up our ass.

I still don't think Wyatt is an angel. Blade arms can't be that unique of a thing.

>>41719907
Maybe he is just as hard as steel?

>>41719907
Maybe, maybe not. We don't know anything else that fits, though, so we may as well ask.

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>>41719999
What a coincidence. I am also hard.

Hey, you guys think Ro is 'miring Wyatt?

>>41720054
Almost certainly.

Ro will hook up with Wyatt.
Moriah will hook up with Roger.
Xan will hook up with Baron.

>>41720100
>Baron
>Not her brother
>Not a bucket of leeches

>>41720135
>Not a bucket of leeches
Don't play with your food.

But that just leaves Vik and-
Oh dear.

>>41720155
Harvey?

>>41720100
>thus leaving Nemo for Sierra
Good end.

Shipping is cancer.

>>41720135
>>41720146
>Not a bag of halth-dicks

>>41720177
Incorrect

Shipping is Ultra Omega Cancer times Two

>>41720177
Only when it's not Xan x her bucket of leeches

>>41720177
But what if I ship Ranthix?

You take a second to send Monster to give Xan the all clear signal. Begrudgingly, he takes off to fulfill your bidding.

“I don’t think so,” you tell Nemo, unsummoning your other summons, leaving one royal hellhound at your side. Or rather leaving him to sniff at the briny eel corpses. “I mean. Ro's the deputy marshal. I'm more like the deputy deputy marshal by now.”

Nemo picks up on the subtext. “Ouch. Caught smoking it up on the job or something?” he asks.

You bristle. “Something like that,” you say, trying to come off more chill. (+2 Stress: 38)

Rowan stands by you, reassuringly. “We’re full on help at the moment,” she says. Her voice tinged with reverberating glory.

“Your loss,” says Wyatt, tugging on his shirt over his super toned body. “She was some kind of badass with shutting off the Mermene tap. You don’t need her, send her up north to a real country. I can use help like that.”

You can’t help but smirk a little at that.

Rowan snaps back to mortal mode, her light fading off. “You know, I would, but Sierra hates Canada.”

“Only as a joke though,” you clarify.

“I understand the sentiment,” says Wyatt. “People fear what they don’t understand.”

Ro rolls her eyes, then glances over at Roger, who is still on the ground. “Is he okay?”

Nemo dismisses it with a wave. “He’s like a nuclear power plant. Every once in a while you just have to shut it all down, you know?”

“They don’t usually have to shut down nuclear power plants,” Rowan says, skeptically.

>>41720368

“Calm yourself. It’s a metaphor,” Wyatt says. “Anyway, you’re an angel, right?”

“Quarter angel,” Ro confirms.

He nods, pretending to be knowledgeable about such things. He doesn’t do a very convincing job.

“Wait. Wyatt, I thought you were maybe Echularum?” you say. “I mean. Metal blade arms and stuff.”

“Echularum?” he asks.

“Angel,” says Ro, smirking.

Nemo laughs. “Nah, Wyatt’s a born mancer.”

“I do corpemancy,” he says, rolling up his sleeves. “These guns?” he asks, spiking out the metal shards for display. “I just mess around with the magic and iron in my body. It’s a cheap trick, but it works okay for chopping sushi.” He nods over at Reeber. “What’s the deal with your... dog? Is that a dog?”

>He’s the Pikachu to my Ash Ketchum.
>What, you never seen a German Shepherd before?
>Reeber’s been a part of my family longer than I have. Your guess is as good as mine.
>Well, yeah, I think. He’s a hellhound. Although I’m not really sure if hellhounds are technically canines or what.
>Other (?)

>>41720384
>>Well, yeah, I think. He’s a hellhound. Although I’m not really sure if hellhounds are technically canines or what.

Wait
>What, you never seen a German Shepherd before?

>>41720384
>He’s the Pikachu to my Ash Ketchum.
>Reeber’s been a part of my family longer than I have. Your guess is as good as mine.

>>41720384
>Well, yeah, I think. He’s a hellhound. Although I’m not really sure if hellhounds are technically canines or what.

>>41720384
>What, you never seen a German Shepherd before?

>>41720384
>What, you never seen a German Shepherd before?
>He’s the Pikachu to my Ash Ketchum.

>>41720384
>>Well, yeah, I think. He’s a hellhound. Although I’m not really sure if hellhounds are technically canines or what.

>>41720384
>Other (?)
Corpemancy, huh? Maybe you should chat with Moriah and Vik sometime. I'm sure they'd love to hear all about it."

>Reeber’s been a part of my family longer than I have. Your guess is as good as mine.

>>41720384
>>Well, yeah, I think. He’s a hellhound. Although I’m not really sure if hellhounds are technically canines or what.

Did Reeber deglamour during the fight?

>>41720384
>>Well, yeah, I think. He’s a hellhound. Although I’m not really sure if hellhounds are technically canines or what.
They told us what they are, let's not lie

>>41720384
>>Well, yeah, I think. He’s a hellhound. Although I’m not really sure if hellhounds are technically canines or what.

>>41720384
>>Reeber’s been a part of my family longer than I have. Your guess is as good as mine.

>>41720384
>Well, yeah, I think. He’s a hellhound. Although I’m not really sure if hellhounds are technically canines or what.

>>41720443
That and they already know that Reeber's wearing a glamour. Trying to lie about it at this point is pretty pointless unless we want to say he's some other thing and then refuse to drop the glamour to prove it.

>>41720384
>Nemo laughs. “Nah, Wyatt’s a born mancer.”
I fucking called it you paranoid fucks.

>>41720384
>Well, yeah, I think. He’s a hellhound. Although I’m not really sure if hellhounds are technically canines or what.
They were nice and honest. So let's not lie.

>>41720384
>Well, yeah, I think. He’s a hellhound. Although I’m not really sure if hellhounds are technically canines or what.
>Other (?) Think you could give me some tips on corpemancy? Sounds fun.

Always nice to get a new trick up our sleeves.

>>41720384
>>Well, yeah, I think. He’s a hellhound. Although I’m not really sure if hellhounds are technically canines or what.
plz dont lie to the new friends

>>41720384
>>Well, yeah, I think. He’s a hellhound. Although I’m not really sure if hellhounds are technically canines or what.
Allies are good to have yo. Being able to give these guys a call if shit ever goes down would be useful.

Maybe I'm just getting overly ambitious, but corpomancy seems like it would have mad synergy with haemomancy.

>>41720384
>Other (?)
"If you know something about killing Mermenes, maybe you should come south and meet Isaac Hallow. He's been having trouble with their king recently."

>>41720643
>you should come south and meet our dad.

Ftfy

>>41720643
>>41720675
I'll back this

“Well, he’s a hellhound, so yeah, I think,” you answer. There’s no point lying about it after they’ve seen him. You might not be able to pass him off as a summon either, given there’s another landmaster around who might be able to see through your BS. “Though, caveat,” you add, “not really sure if hellhounds are technically canines or what.”

Wyatt gives Reeber another look, this one more discerning. “Hellhound? As in, from hell?”

“Or wherever else hellhounds come from,” Rowan says, getting her snarkiness quota in for the day.

“Oh I get it,” says Nemo. “You guys are all way heaven and hell themed. That’s chill. You hunt demons and vampires and stuff like that, then?”

“We go after bad guys,” answers Ro, purposefully cryptic.

“What about you dudes?” you ask. “You go after bad guys? Like that... guy. Who or what was that thing?”

Wyatt snorts. “He’s a puppet,” he says. “Not to brag, but we’ve actually killed him a few times before.”

“But it didn’t stick,” Ro observes.

“Evidently not,” he replies, smiling halfheartedly.

“Who puppets the puppet?” you ask. “Puppets have puppet masters.”

“That’s... not my information to share,” he tells you.

“You girls don’t need to worry about it,” Nemo reassures you and Ro. “That thing’s been after Roger for years, it’s not the kind of thing that changes its mind and stalks somebody else.”

“Sounds like Roger needs to worry about it,” says Rowan.

“Oh uh. Don’t worry about him either,” Nemo continues, quickly. He folds his arms to make himself look more impressive. “Leave the worrying to us. We’re professional worriers.”

>>41720804

Off down the boardwalk, you hear Vikrama’s voice carrying through the wood. Sounds like the other are almost back.

>Uh. Thanks? Right back at you.
>But who worries about the worriers?
>Don't worry about us. Just worry about yourselves.
>Pfft, whatever. We got to catch our friends up, hold on a sec. (Go off with Rowan so you can chat about things)
>This have anything to do with Fish King Hassatur? Cause I know a guy who punched him in the face. Allegedly.
>I don’t care whose information it is to share. That thing had something to do with... everything you know, I need to know.
>Other (?)

>>41720817
>This have anything to do with Fish King Hassatur? Cause I know a guy who punched him in the face. Allegedly.

>>41720817
>But who worries about the worriers?
>This have anything to do with Fish King Hassatur? Cause I know a guy who punched him in the face. Allegedly.

>>41720817
>This have anything to do with Fish King Hassatur? Cause I know a guy who punched him in the face. Allegedly.

>>41720817
>Is that thing a mind reader or what? Because either it knows me and this is my business or it plowed through psychic defenses like nothing.

>>41720817
>>This have anything to do with Fish King Hassatur? Cause I know a guy who punched him in the face. Allegedly.

>>41720817
>>This have anything to do with Fish King Hassatur? Cause I know a guy who punched him in the face. Allegedly.

>>41720817
>This have anything to do with Fish King Hassatur? Cause I know a guy who punched him in the face. Allegedly.

>>41720817
>But who worries about the worriers?
>This have anything to do with Fish King Hassatur? Cause I know a guy who punched him in the face. Allegedly.

>>41720860
this

>>41720817
>Fish King Hassatur
Fish in yellow, we know enough not to say its name

>>41720817
>Pfft, whatever. We got to catch our friends up, hold on a sec. (Go off with Rowan so you can chat about things)

I wonder if A Shadow Over Innsmouth was based on a true story in this setting...

>>41720817
>>This have anything to do with Fish King Hassatur? Cause I know a guy who punched him in the face. Allegedly.

You look between the two of them. “This have anything to do with Fish King Golden Serpent?” you ask. “Cause I know a guy who punched him in the face. Allegedly.”

Nemo wags a finger at you, picking up what you’re putting down. “You mean Isaac Hallow, right?”

“Uh. Yeah?” you say.

Wyatt is more dubious. “How do you know Hallow?”

Rowan snorts. “He’s our dad.”

“Oh. I didn’t even know he family’d up,” Nemo says, surprised.

“Hallow’s at least a hundred years old by now,” says Wyatt, shaking his head.

“Dude,” says Nemo, smacking Wyatt upside the head, “demonbane live pretty much forever.”

“So how do you know Hallow?” you ask, turning the question on its head.

“He kicked Hassatur back into the ocean!” Nemo exclaims, hands in the air. He pulls back an imaginary bow and arrow. “Magic arrow right in the eye, shwish, thump.”

“It’s actually a crossbow,” Ro points out.

Nemo changes his miming on the fly so he’s holding a crossbow instead.

You’re not going to lie, this is kind of amusing. Although you had no idea Isaac was well known. Like. At all. “Uh. So. Do you need him to come up here and crossbow bolt in the eye too, or what?”

Nemo sobers up quick. “That’s okay,” he says. “I bet you Hallows are pretty busy with... saving the environment. Lots of crime down south. This mask guy, you know he’s annoying, but we’re kind of more like friends than enemies. We pal around. We have fun, really.”

Wyatt joins the dragon in refusing your help. “I don’t think marshals are allowed this far north anyway,” he says. “We finally got around to filing a report with the Templar, so this whole mess is headed down the drain already.”

“Well that’s good too,” says Rowan, giving them a suspicious look. “Our dad’s with the Templar, too. They’ll send him up anyway.”

“Well actually,” Wyatt replies, squinting as if just barely now remembering a critical fact, “now that I’m thinking about it, we filed that report with the Illuminate, so... they definitely have a prosecutor en route."

>>41721393

"I mean, it’d be nice to get a demonbane to handle this," e continues, "but... wouldn’t want to cause an international incident over a local issue.”

Nemo nods in agreement. “The King in Yellow knows his place is in the sea anyway. I mean. Thank you for your service – or thank your dad for us, but he already saved the day, so, sorry for the inconvenience. Who’s ready for LC 2015?” he asks, clapping his hands together.

“BS aside,” you say, “your puppet guy. Is he a mind reader? Because either it knew me, or it got in my head somehow.”

“What? No, if it got in your head, you’d definitely know,” says Nemo, very serious. “We had this one friend, and - ”

Wyatt elbows him. “Shut up,” he growls.

While they’re bickering, Rowan looks over at you. “What do you mean it knew you?” she asks.

“It said... some things,” you say, hesitantly.

“Things?” she asks.

You make sure to keep your voice down. “It knew about the scissor thing.”

Rowan takes a moment to process this. “Okay,” she says slowly. “We’ll... tell dad. And we’ll figure out if we need to do anything when we get home.”

Just then, Xan and the others return.

“That’s... great,” says Moriah, looking dully at the messy body of Mermene corpses.

“What’d I miss?” Vikrama asks, looking slightly sickened, but also incredibly fascinated by the weird gore all over the place.

>It’s kind of weird, so bear with me. (Tell them the tale. That’ll give Roger time to recover, and you can get back on track with landmaster knowledge trading)
>Fill them in, Ro. I need to have a word with Roger.
>Wyatt and Nemo are being way damn suspicious. They’re hiding something from you, and it might be something you need to know.
>Other (?)

>>41721403
>>It’s kind of weird, so bear with me. (Tell them the tale. That’ll give Roger time to recover, and you can get back on track with landmaster knowledge trading)

>>41721403
>Fill them in, Ro. I need to have a word with Roger.

>>41721403
>It’s kind of weird, so bear with me. (Tell them the tale. That’ll give Roger time to recover, and you can get back on track with landmaster knowledge trading)

>>41721403
>It’s kind of weird, so bear with me. (Tell them the tale. That’ll give Roger time to recover, and you can get back on track with landmaster knowledge trading)

>>41721403
>>Wyatt and Nemo are being way damn suspicious. They’re hiding something from you, and it might be something you need to know.

>>41721403
Wyatt and Nemo aren't going to spill because they want to or think they're protecting Roger for some reason.

We gotta get Roger to tell us what's up if we wanna find out at all. This shit is important.

>>41721403
>It’s kind of weird, so bear with me. (Tell them the tale. That’ll give Roger time to recover, and you can get back on track with landmaster knowledge trading)

>>41721403
>Fill them in, Ro. I need to have a word with Roger.

>>41721403
>>Fill them in, Ro. I need to have a word with Roger.

Well, it's about that time of night when I decide that I need to sleep. Next thread... sometime. Maybe even sometime soon? I'll try to twitter an estimate time tomorrow morning.

>Wolfgang Crowther is straight up terrified of Isaac
>Wyatt and Nemo shut down any offer to have Isaac come help.
What has Issac done to get everyone so scared of him?

>>41721609
Nighty night

>>41721609
Thanks for running Lawnguy

>>41721403
>Fill them in, Ro. I need to have a word with Roger.

>>41721609
Thanks for running. One of these days I might even be able to join in for more than the last vote.

>>41721609
thanks for the thread lane guild

>>41721403
>Fill them in, Ro. I need to have a word with Roger.

>>41714837
I don't care what anyone else thinks. Those Kerrigan wings are fuckin' sweet.

>>41721403
>Is he a mind reader? Because either it knew me, or it got in my head somehow.
Shouldn't our Crown of Belphegor protect against this shit?