In the resulting battle you were forced to firesing at point blank range, and you lost control of your power in the heat of the moment. You passed out from the resulting explosion, and woke up somewhere strange and new. Tirio and Millie were there, and you ran from them only to find yourself in a strange hallway that gave you a bizarre vision of some sort. Tirio snapped you out of it, and is now trying to persuade you to go to the ball, offering you protection from whatever ploys might be in place against you.

Character Sheet:
http://pastebin.com/GDH1DDiE

Thread twitter:
@BecomeQM

Previous adventures at:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Become%20The%20Dragon%20Quest

The rules:
Best of three rolls, critical threat on a 20, confirmed if another roll is 20-modifier or higher. Modifier is Stat being rolled+Relevant skill. You can decide which skill to apply. If no one applies one, no skill will be added on. If you don't have a logical reason to apply a skill, don't do it.
Critical fails are at least two 1s on a roll. May expand this later to increase shenanigans.
Success is on a sliding scale and is situational. Some things are easier than others. Use your head.

Check out the side story Millie's Day Off:
http://pastebin.com/9dmr6XWx

Hope against hope we'll see Sir Black again one day....

>Go to the ball, arm yourself
>Go to the ball, trust your uncle
>Don't go to the ball but pretend you will
>Don't go and don't bullshit
>Other (write-in)

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Votes will be counted and, in the event of a tie, there will be a new vote based on whether going or not going has more votes.

>>42524775
>>Don't go to the ball but pretend you will

>>42524775
>Go to the ball, arm yourself, arm your friends, arm yourself again!

>>42524825
Our friends are off the grid and even we don't know where they are.

>>42524746
>Don't go to the ball but pretend you will

>>42524825
Our friends have disappeared anon.

>>42524771
I'd be more concerned with surviving than whether a bit character will show up again.

>>42524775
>>Go to the ball, arm yourself

“...Fine. I'll go. I want to prepare my own defensive measures though. I trust you to watch my back but I want to be able to count on my own power.”

As you say that you feel a gentle warmth from the necklace you're clutching, a soft and reassuring heat. Tirio nods and waves his hand a bit.

“Of course, of course. We'll get everything set up for you. You can even visit the old family armory if it makes you feel better. Now, let's get you somewhere safe so we can get you ready, shall we? Your dress needs adjusting, you'll need your hair and makeup doing, and if we want to head to the armory for a peek then we're going to need to move quickly.”

He smiles a bit.

“I'll have Millie escort you to the armory and then bring you to my home to get ready for the ball. How does that sound?”

>Agree to it
>Refuse
>Other (write-in)

Okay, so...this COULD be an easy out. IF we do something about Millie once we get to the armory.

Question is, do we want to go that far? We know she's ultimately subservient to him, and he wants us dead eventually. Still, is Millie worth the risk?

>>42525138
>>42525101
changing too
>Ask to buy sweets first, (distraction for Millie.)

>>42525142
She seemed reluctant to enter our mind and forcibly awaken us earlier, evidently enough to try and refuse a direct order given that our uncle had to start yelling at her. It's possible she has enough independence in her design to go against his wishes. Either way, I really, really don't want to kill her, even if it'll make things more difficult.

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“Actually, I'd like to make a stop for sweets along the way. I could use some food, and Millie likes them so we can split them.”

You see the blue sparks appear in front of you as Millie arrives, grinning like mad and jumping up and down.

“Sweets? For me? You're the best!”

She hugs you tightly, and Tirio rolls his eyes and smiles softly.

“Fine then. But be quick. We have a lot to prepare. I'll meet you at the house.”

He turns and starts to walk off, tossing two gold pieces to you. Millie snatches them out of the air and holds them between her fingers.

“I know this great little chocolate shop! We can get lots of it there and then go to the armory!”

>Lead on, Millie
>I had something else in mind
>Other (write-in)

>>42525214
What? I saw nothing reluctant about that. We just managed to block her and Millie was concerned about it since we couldn't do it before.

>>42525336
>>Lead on, Millie
>save our sweets until after the armory use them to distract Millie.

>>42525355
Talking about the post before that.

>>42525406
...Oh, huh. Yeah, that could be read as convincing a reluctant person. Forgot about that.

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“Go right ahead, Millie.”

She nods and hugs you tight again, and you feel the world shifting around you once more as Millie turns you to sparks and transports you to your destination. You arrive at a small shop at the edge of town and Millie immediately runs inside before you can stop her. You hear the sound of her yelling something about the gold, a loud crash, and the clattering of the door as she knocks it off its hinges, running out with a large wooden crate. She grabs your hand.

“No time to explain!”

There's never time to explain with her. You have just enough time to see the irritated shopkeeper run out after her before the world turns to a blur once again, this time for longer than usual. You come to a halt inside a giant stone vault of some sort, full of weapons, armor and various crystal-covered trinkets. Millie cracks open the crate, tosses you a block of chocolate, and begins gorging herself on the rest.

>Explore the armory
>Talk to Millie
>Other (write-in)

>>42525549
>>Explore the armory

>>42525549
>>Explore the armory

Sleuth roll, and give me an indication of what you're looking for.

Rolled 1 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>42525669
sleuth+1
Perception+2
A sword we can use for any purpose and that we could conceal if need be.

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>42525669

2 Palmable/Hideable Daggers (preferably one butterfly-style for surprise shanking)

1 Broadsword of good make

Gauntlets, greaves, pauldrons, maaaaybe chestplate.

Any enchanted objects that can be worn on the wrist or fingers (bracelets or rings)

That about covers it for me.

Rolled 1 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>42525669

>>42525698
>>42525835
god dammit. BTQM I think our dice are cursed.

Remember that guy who said we'd never get tons of crits or crit fails in this quest with the roll system I decided on?

Remember that guy?

It's the dice gods time of the month, it seems.

>>42525856
That was me, and I already admitted that yeah.

But to be honest, I really wish I was right. We've been getting more critfails than successes. It's just frustrating.

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You wander the armory, looking for anything useful. Weapons, armor, tools. You pass by several rows of precisely that, but none of them seem to be what you're looking for. You wander around, past a few signs you don't bother to read, before you come across a series of wooden chests that catch your eye. You decide to take a quick peek and pry one of them open. The lid creaks a bit as you force it from the base, and inside you find... nothing. The other chests are the same way, and though you're sure that they exist for a reason and must contain something good, you spend several minutes cracking open chests and finding nothing inside them. By the time you decide to look elsewhere, Millie has finished her chocolate and is calling out to you, trying to track you down.

>Talk to Millie
>Keep looking
>Other (write-in)

>>42525890
And it sucks because I'll admit it; I'm invested. But I think I'm invested in the wrong way. I want to see the story SUCCESSFULLY complete; I'm less interested in the whole game aspect. I like your story, your setting, your everything BUT the actual 'game'. So it's kinda tearing me up inside because I want something from you that by nature stands a solid chance of not happening. I'd read the shit out of this story if it were a book, to put it another way.

>>42525940
>Keep looking

>>42525940
>>Keep looking

>>42525968
You have no idea how happy that makes me. I've wanted all my life to tell stories and write books but I've never really had confidence in my writing. Something always stopped me. So I started doing this, hoping that I could stick with it and that a few people might enjoy it. I'm 23 and stuck working a dead-end retail gig that maybe, in a few years, will earn me a living wage if I get promoted higher. So the fact that someone out there likes my writing that much, and the fact that I've written several thousand words a day for the past few weeks, makes me happy beyond words.

When I write my novel, I'll be sure to let you know.

Sleuth roll

Rolled 9 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>42526169
sleuth
perception

Rolled 2 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>42526169
Critfail incoming.

>>42526241
nope

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>42526169
Hopefully...

Rolled 2 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>42526169

Rolled 2, 4, 2, 5, 1 = 14 (5d20)

The fuck is up with the dice today? Lemme test something...

>>42526324
well we're fucked.

>>42526324
Okay yeah. Expect low rolls, folks. In fact, I kinda want to formally wrap the thread up here for the day.

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You manage to find a decent-looking sword before Millie finds you, admiring the weapon you selected. She smiles a little bit, wiping some chocolate from her face.

“That's a nice one. It's a Gale Sword. It makes really strong wind when you swing it hard enough!”

You heft the blade and give it a practice swing, feeling the resistance of the air. If you swung it harder you could probably unleash its power, but you don't know how strong that wing would actually be.

“Do you know about all of these weapons, Millie?”

She nods and pulls a wrapped chocolate bar from her robes, ripping it open.

“Mhmm. I know everything in here. I got bored one day and memorized every last tool and trinket in here!”

She takes a bite of her chocolate and closes her eyes, letting out a soft moan and hugging the bar to her chest.

“Double dark chocolate with caramel... So good...~”

>Ask Millie for help picking out gear
>Keep searching on your own, avoid tipping your hand
>Other (write-in)

Rolled 18 (1d20)

Meanwhile, with my luck...

>>42526376
Ask about anything dragon related.

>>42526376
>Ask Millie for help find some of our more obvious gear while we pick the more easily concealed items ourselves.

>>42526402
Never make luck your dump stat, folks. Always put points in it, like I do

>>42526402
BULLSHIT.

Okay, so we know- due to RNG not favoring us tonight, we're gonna have to be PARTICULARLY careful with our actions. Only go balls out when absolutely necessary, and don't make too many decisions that we can't hopefully recover from if they don't go great.

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“I need a bit of help. I want to get some stuff together for tonight so I won't be helpless if something goes wrong. Armor, a weapon, that sort of thing. Can you think of anything that would suit me?”

Millie takes another bite and nods, wandering off like she's in a daze. Well, at least you've got that covered. You could go looking for concealed weapons, tools or some hidden defenses to slip on under your dress, but you probably only have time to look for one, maybe two sorts of things and hope for the best while Millie is wandering around.

Pick one or two
>Look for concealed weapons
>Look for concealed armor
>Look for concealed tools

-

I'll be counting the votes for one or two items, and then seeing which one (or two) items got the most votes.

>>42526588
>Look for concealed weapons
>Look for concealed tools

>>42526588
>>Look for concealed weapons
>>Look for concealed tools

In that order.

Alright then. Sleuth roll.

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>42526588

Dice check.

Rolled 12 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>42526800

Rolled 13 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>42526800

Mediocre. Well, in these times, standards must be lowered...

Neato. Alright, and another one real quick?

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>42526890
Check two.

I meant another Sleuth roll, guys. I need two more rolls.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>42527144

Rolled 12 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>42527144

Rolled 14 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>42527144

You decide to take a look around for any concealed weaponry first, keeping an eye out for any daggers or other small blades. You find a few knives, a fan with a bladed edge and a set of throwing needles that look like hair ornaments. Not exactly what you were looking for, but options. You gather them up and keep moving.

You have better luck with the tools, and stumble upon something interesting while looking through the jewelry. A set of four rings, each tied to a different element. According to their label these are the Rings of Elemental Sway, providing control over the elements the rings are tied to. Clearly they can't be all that powerful if they're in here collecting dust, but something about them sticks out to you. Your necklace hums softly and gets warmer as you examine them.

>Take the rings
>Examine your necklace more closely
>Other (write-in)

>>42527310
>Examine your necklace more closely

>>42527310
>Examine your necklace more closely
>We're taking the fire ring without a doubt.

>>42527424
Unless the necklace is trying to warn us they're cursed or some shit.

>>42527310
>>Examine your necklace more closely

Would be nice if we could squirrel all of them away. Or at least fire and whatever counters Water as a nasty surprise for anyone that tries that BS.

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You look your necklace over for a moment. There's a small flame inside it now, dancing within the crystal. It almost looks like the core shards from those constructs you defeated, except the glow isn't dim or fading in and out. You think you have a pretty good idea of whose this one is.

“Cenere?”

The flame inside the crystal flares brightly before dimming.

“One for yes, two for no. Should I take these rings?”

There's another flare, brighter than the last.

“Oh good.”

You snatch up the rings and do your best to conceal them, sifting through your weapons. You're more familiar with knives, but the fan is a good option for having something in hand, and the hair pins would make a good weapon of last resort. You decide to keep them all, just to be safe. With any luck you can at least sneak the fan past your uncle. Millie runs over to you smiling brightly, a sword slung over her shoulder and something large, red and shiny tucked under her arm that looks like part of a suit of armor.

“Kotijah! I found you a sword and armor! And I-”

She stops short and stares at you for a moment.

“I'm not supposed to be over here... Um... Can we go somewhere else? There's something here that daddy doesn't want me playing with... If you see any weird rings, don't touch them, ok? They're not good...”

>Follow Millie
>Leave the rings behind and follow Millie
>Talk to her here
>Other (write-in)

>>42527584
>Not good how Millie? Cursed?

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“What do you mean they're not good? Are they cursed or something?”

Millie shakes her head.

“No, but... They're really dangerous...”

She fidgets nervously and takes a step back.

“Please can we go? I don't want to be here... They're kept here to keep them out of the hands of people who would abuse them...”

Well, that's helpful.

>Go with Millie
>Tell her you'll catch up with her
>Other (write-in)

>>42527906
>>Go with Millie

*shrug* M'kay. Was just taking a look around here, anyway.

>>42527906
>>Go with Millie

So...anyone want to hazard a guess as to what we got there regarding the rings? Legendary items or epic-level? (Or just rare?)

>>42528160
Rare and either hard to control, or always held by shitty people.

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You heft your own load of gear and shrug, following after Millie as she heads for the center of the vault. She sets down the sword before placing the chestplate from the suit of armor next to the rest of the set. With the whole set together you can see what it's all about now. The armor was likely forged from red dragon scales, and the sword's hilt has a red gemstone set into the hilt. You can guess from the flame decorations on the sheath that it bursts into flames on command. There's no helmet, just a red circlet with a ruby set into the front. Millie smiles brightly.

“This stuff used to belong to the leader of the Order of Scales! Then your dad took it here and it got forgotten about. The armor is all cast-off scales from older dragons, shaped and polished to a mirror shine, and the sword was forged with dragon fire and earth magic to make it stronger and sharper than normal steel. The armor might be a bit much at a ball, but...”

She pulls out a set of gloves from behind her back and grins.

“...if you use these you can hide your sword! And you could probably get some of the smaller pieces of armor, too... The circlet is cool, it keeps the wind out of your eyes while flying around on dragons. Or just flying.”

>Suit up
>Carry it with you to the house for now
>Other (write-in)

>>42528190
>Eyes sparkle

I love it!

>Check the necklace if the stuff is legit.

>>42528190
>Suit up
>Give Millie a hug and thank her for finding all this cool stuff for us

>>42528190
>>Suit up
Hey Millie, which element are you? Cenerre was fire, and the constructs sent after me were ice lightning and earth. Are you wind?

>>42528250
NOT IN FRONT OF MILLIE you numpty.

>>42528276
Yeah, she's wind. Remember the thing she did way back when we were in the library? She called the winds family and said her true name, which was something elaborate involving wind that I can't remember off the top of my head.

>>42528297
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Millefiori

She said that she was the Thousand Petals Dancing on the Wind

>>42528190
>>Suit up

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You set down your load, careful to conceal the rings, and smile at Millie. “You've outdone yourself. Thank you.”

You give her a hug and start putting the armor on. It fits pretty well all things considered, and you're pretty sure there's some magic on it to make it fit whoever puts it on. It isn't long before you're fully suited up. The gown doesn't quite fit properly under the armor, and it'll chafe if you wear it like this for too long without proper attire under it, but at least now you've got yourself some solid, durable protection. You grab the sword and examine it while you start to talk.

“Millie, are you a wind elemental? I've seen water, fire, earth... Which kind are you?”

Millie blushes profusely and giggles a bit.

“You shouldn't ask a girl embarrassing questions like that you know... It's like asking a woman her age! And I'm a hybrid, silly! Wind and water. Storm. I am the howling gale and the pouring rain, and the lightning that strikes the earth.”

She holds up her hand, sparks dancing between her fingers.

“For most people electricity is dangerous, but to me... It's like a little kitten. Or a lion!”

She emphasizes this fact by shooting a bolt of lightning straight up into the air with a yell. It crashes into the ceiling, leaving a scorch mark and sending small chunks of rock flying through the air.

>Ask Millie about something
>Grab your stuff and get moving before Tirio makes a scene
>Other (write-in)

>>42528429
>"Sounds sweet."
>>Grab your stuff and get moving before Tirio makes a scene

...I do kinda want to ask her 'what happened?' see what their take on things was.

>>42528429
>>Ask Millie about something
>Hey Millie I had the Cores of two constructs in my pocket, what happened too them?

>>42528515
No. We need them for info, and uncle probably let them pass.

We've got some options here. Anyone wanna defend or undermine one of them while I get a drink?

>>42528643
We'd know if we had them, we don't anymore, hence where they at?

Schmooze roll if you're going to ask about that.

Rolled 10 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>42528806
persuade

Rolled 12 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>42528806
C'mon, you know I'll keep it a secret if it's bad.

Rolled 15 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>42528806
Schmooze + Persuade

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You smile a little bit before pausing.

"When my home was attacked I ended up with the cores of two constructs. Do you know what happened to them?"

Millie blinks and looks at you.

"Dad didn't say anything about that... Hmm... Maybe they were taken by the people who attacked you."

Or taken by the people who rescued you. Well, they probably aren't in Tirio's hands at least.

>Ask about something else
>Time to go
>Other (write-in)

>>42529036
>>Time to go

Alright, so how are we ditching this shiz? Any ideas?

>>42529036
>Time to go
>Accidentally leave our candy behind, ask Millie to go get it when we're far enough away.

>>42529088
Millie gorged herself and only gave you a little bit, which you already ate.

>>42529088
I kinda feel like that wouldn't work anyway. She can instantly teleport to wherver we are.

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"I guess that wraps things up here then."

You gather up your equipment carefully and wait for Millie to hug you. It takes her a moment to work out why you're standing still, but when she realizes she smiles and hops over to you, hugging tight and transporting you to, you presume, Tirio's home.

You arrive in his living room, where a group of tailors, makeup artists and various other staff are all chattering away while waiting for you. When you appear from nowhere in full battle armor you're pretty sure one of them faints, albeit for dramatic effect. One of them, a stern woman with short hair and a loud pipe, walks over to you.

"So this is the canvas I have to work with? Pitiful. But don't worry. While you might look like a ruffian now, I will make you a polished jewel. Hmm. Red suits you, but the armor will have to go... Mikal! Sheri! Dye that dress red and buy new shoes! We have work to do!"

Two of the men let out noises like startled animals and run out of the room, one of them taking a rather luxurious blue ball gown with him. The woman finally smiles.

"It is good to see you, darling. At last I meet the famous Kotijah Imidarius, the one who helps the helpless and who isn't afraid to get her hands dirty. I am Agithel Yvontis, and I am going to make you the crown jewel of the evening."

Yvontis. Minor house, under the Sirc family, which has strong ties with the Order of Oak. Whoever she is, she's got connections with the information networks of the city.

Well. Challenges make us stronger, right?

>I don't need any help
>Make me the prettiest girl at the ball
>Other (write-in)

>>42529527
"Why would I want to be a crown jewel? What use is beauty locked away from the rest of the world only paraded out for special occasions under guard so heavy no one can get close?"

>>42529527
>>Other (write-in)
Well, obviously I've never been taken towards city fashion. What are your plans for me? Up front, I don't really do poof and frills."

I think we're sticking around too long?

>>42529654
Sorry, that last line was OOC and was towards everyone else. I'm worried we aren't listening to the note.

>>42529527
>>42529654
Second, I suppose.

>>42529654
>>42529684
We need to find a way to shake them. Contemplating running and using the rings to make Millie let us go.

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"I don't want to be a crown jewel. Those are only for special occasions, right? I want to be seen and admired every day. And just as a warning, if you put me in something with frills or poofy stuff I can guarantee it won't live to see sunrise."

She quirks an eyebrow at you and smiles, slowly taking a pull from her pipe.

"Strip. Completely. I want to see the full canvas."

She snaps her fingers twice and her entourage leave the room, leaving you with a stranger and Millie.

"Well?"

>No shame in it
>Uh, what?
>Other (write-in)

>>42529766

"Sorry, I don't swing that way. Not that there's anything wrong with that!"

-Interrupting reaction:-

"-Yes, I know what you meant. I was making myself laugh. It's a thing I do."

>No shame in it

>>42529766
>>42529871
this

>>42529884
She just strikes me as the type who would be like:

>"I did/said it 'cause it was funny."
>"But that wasn't very funny at all-"
>"No, I'm sorry, I meant it was funny to ME. Which it was- I laughed heartily on the inside."

>>42529927
I agree thus I voted for it. Besides we're hot, on the inside who wouldn't want to see us?

>>42529960
Yeah, that's part of Kot's inner 'dragonness' I can see manifesting more readily than others- if it doesn't put her loved ones in harms way, she'll do/say something likely unadvisible strictly for the personal amusement factor.

>>42529999
Part that part she's proud of how she looks. Like a dragon.

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You tug at your chest plate almost hesitantly and look her dead in the eye.

"I'm sorry to have to tell you this, but... I don't like women that way. Not that I don't respect your right to love who you love though."

She stares at you in shock, face scarlet with embarrassment and anger at your implication, but before she retorts you unclasp your armor and start to remove it.

"I'm kidding. Just a little joke to lighten the mood. If your skin is that thin I can't imagine what a little verbal jousting at a party would do to you."

She practically trembles with frustration, the hand holding her pipe shaking slightly.

"You insolent little... Tirio will have to pay me double to work with someone like you!"

You smirk slightly.

"By all means. Charge double because you couldn't handle one joke."

She hesitates for a moment, before relenting.

"Just... hurry up."

You slip off your gown and fold it, setting it aside with your belongings while Agithel examines you.

"I was expecting a smaller bust and more scars. You're mostly unblemished, which is good. Hmm. Your hair needs some work and we'll have to adjust a few things given how... ahem, well-built you are. Honestly, a countess with visible muscles... well, a glamour will cover that as well."

>I take pride in my strength
>Keep pushing her buttons
>How long is this going to take?
>Other (write-in)

You here btqm?

>>42530194
There was some lag after my post. I refreshed a few times and didn't see it.

/tg/ has been weird today.

>>42530036
>I take pride in my strength
>Respectfully, I don't like bullshittery and misdirection. If you can't make me look good without making me look soft just say so.

>>42530225
yeah I can see that.

>>42530036

>I take pride in my strength.

"I'm not blind to the fact that I'm not exactly dainty, but considering this body's saved my bacon more than once, I can't say I'm ashamed of it. If someone has a problem with me being stronger than, they can say it to my face. I'll even apologize.

...I won't MEAN it, but I'll apologize."

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You roll our eyes a bit and grab your gown.

"Tirio shouldn't pay you anything at all. Clearly you're no good at your job."

She almost drops her pipe.

"Excuse me?"

You slip it back on and smile a bit.

"You need magic to make me look good. You need to cover up who I am just to make me fit what you think will be presentable. So you're no good at your job. I'm proud of my body and my strength. If all you can think to do is try to make me conform to what other people expect, then your services are no longer required."

That one hit a nerve. She snaps her pipe stem with one hand, glaring daggers at you.

"Fine! We'll do it your way!"

She storms off to the side of the room and grabs some scissors, a bolt of fabric and some pins.

"You want me to do a good job? Then shut up and hold still! I shall make you a shining star."

There's a mad glint in her eye that makes you regret every action you've taken that's led you to this moment.

>Go for it, show me what you can do
>I think I hear my mother calling
>Other (write-in)

>>42530481
>Go for it, show me what you can do

>>42530481
>Go for it, show me what you can do

>>42530481

"I am scared, but I am also intensely curious.

...Hit me with your best shot."

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"...alright, go for it."

She pulls out a wand and gets to work, using it in concert with her other tools as she creates the dress around you. She uses red fabric for the base, with black cloth with silver embroidery and pieces of dark red leather as accents. The dress is elegant and regal. With the leather to offset the silks and the silver you look like the princess of a rich and powerful barbarian tribe, the sort whose women are both lovely and fierce. Agithel steps back to admire her work.

"There. You look beautiful and powerful. Proof of my genius, I really can work with anything. Ahahaha!"

>Works for me
>Still not good enough
>Other (write-in)

>>42530795
>Can you hide a weapon in it?

>>42530795
>>42530808

>Rephrase that as "Huh. I'm actually impressed. Is it practical? Like, could I hide a short sword in it or something if anyone tries to get too touchy-feely?"

>>42530808
Yes, you can. It's a ball gown, there's plenty of room under that skirt.

>>42530832
Well, then, shorten >>42530825
to just:
>"...Alright. Yeah, I'm impressed. This doesn't look half bad. And on your first shot, too."

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You take a moment to properly examine yourself before nodding in approval.

"Works for me. Plenty of freedom of movement, and no one else will have anything close. It's an utterly unique look. Good job."

Agithel picks up the pieces of her pipe and mends it with a bit of magic.

"Of course. Now take it off, you must be bathed, scrubbed, rinsed, your hair must be taken care of along with your makeup, and you must be presented to your uncle for final approval."

She snaps her fingers again and people start to file into the room.

>Run
>Submit to the scrub down
>Other (write-in)

-

Calling it here for the night, will resume tomorrow. That was a rather harrowing day of adventure, and I'm glad you guys are sticking with me. Until next time!

>>42530978
I can clean myself, thank you very much.

>>42530978
>>Submit to the scrub down
>>Other (write-in)
"I need to be able to carry a sword with the gown. I don't care how it is done, but it is absolutely necessary. Someone tried to kill me the other day, and I will not allow myself or others fall to the predations of wicked men."

>>42530978
>Submit

Keep on going. Good quest. Stunned you can keep churning out threads at this rate.

>>42530978
>Submit to the scrub down
Gonna be honest, i was a little woried about how this would go after the critfail and almost dying thing, but you did an excelent job of pulling it through with still the right amount of consequences and still making it enjoyable.

>>42530978
>Submit to the scrub down

>>42530978
>"Be merciful..."

Alright folks, make a Smarts roll for me.

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>42536556
This bath is smart!

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>42536556

Rolled 18 + 3000 (1d20 + 3000)

>>42536556

>>42536586
I can count your roll but not your mod. Sorry.

>>42536603
hopes: deleted

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You relent and decide that it's easier to just let Agithel do her thing rather than trying to fight it. Two women help you out of the dress while several other people run around preparing a large tub of water. At home on the farm you bathed in water from the river, warmed over a fire until it was tolerable, and the only person who ever touched you was your mother when you were too small to do it yourself. As you're led to the tub and directed into it, you're both surprised by the hot water on your skin and the team of assistant who promptly begin scrubbing you down, filing your nails, washing your hair, and countless other tasks that you recognize as vaguely important through the haze that sets in across your mind.

When they switch the soaps out, changing from scrubbing to softening, shampooing to conditioning and rinsing, you notice something odd. You feel happy. Content. The odd thing about it is that normally this situation would make you mildly uncomfortable. Your own maids are elemental constructs, you don't really care what they do since you can command them to do whatever you like and don't have to worry, but these are people, men and woman you don't even know, and you're trapped in a circle of them.

Something in the water, you realize, or something in all those soaps and lotions and gels is affecting your mind and making you more relaxed than you should be, more content with the situation. You can fight it off to keep a clear head, but it's still a pretty dick move to just push on someone like this. Maybe this is just expected in this city, for the nobles to kick back and immerse themselves in a drugged up coma while enjoying a nice bath. If you didn't have such a strong will, you suspect you'd be in this daze all evening, and that would have made your uncles manipulations all too easy to fall for. As they finish up and pullaway, Agithel gives you a once over.

"How are you feeling, darling?"

>Act dazed
>I've had better, I'm still sensate
>Pretty good but my head feels fuzzy
>Other (write-in)

>>42536826
>Act dazed
Bring me a cup of coffee.

Don't drink it.

>>42536838
>>Act dazed

>>42536838
>Act dazed

I'm like totally awesome. Like yeaaah.

>Do a bad valley girl accent

>>42536838
>Act dazed

>>42536838
>"I'd be better if you weren't trying to drug me. Is that normal, or do I have to kill you as part of a failed assassination attempt?"

Make a Schmooze roll to try to sell your bluff

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>42536977
Does the fact we're naked help?

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>42536977
dice+1d20

Rolled 3 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>42536977
persuade added

>>42537001
Why would it? That has zero to do with how dazed we are.

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You relax and smile, riding the edge of the high without sinking into it, keeping your mind sharp.

"I'm feeling... pretty good, actually... s'nice..."

Agithel smirks a little bit, and if you were as dazed as she seems to think you are you probably wouldn't notice the vague malice.

"Excellent, darling! Just sit back and relax, we'll have you all prepared in no time."

Another few snaps of her fingers and her assistants begin to dry you and dress you, slipping underclothes onto you and using wisps of fire magic to gently dry your hair.

They lead you over to a chair and you effect your best wobble as they sit you down and start on your hair and makeup. It doesn't take all that long, but they certainly aren't being gentle about it. The results make you look a little intimidating while emphasizing your looks; beautiful but dangerous. As you're pulled to your feet Agithel sews the dress around you once more while her assistants slip shoes onto your feet.

"There. All set to see your uncle now. Mikal, go and fetch Tirio. He's going to want to see this."

>I'm not all set without my weapons
>Let me just grab my things
>Other (write-in)

>>42537306
>>Let me just grab my things

>>42537306
>Varify how you look in the mirror.

>>42537306
>I'm not all set without my weapons

>>42537420
That's breaking our dazed appearance anon.

>>42537599
We could be all like "Our costume doesn't fit without weapons!" or something.

Make a Sneak roll for me

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>42537819

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>42537819

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>42537819
roll

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You stumble over to your gear with a smile, snatching it up. You manage to slip the rings and necklace on before anyone gets a good look at them, pulling the gloves on over the rings, and you grab the sword and hair pins before anyone stops you. Agithel tuts at you.

"Really, a sword? You really are a brute..."

>Try to activate the gloves to make the sword vanish. Sword? What sword?
>What would you suggest then?
>Other (write-in)

>>42537994
>>Try to activate the gloves to make the sword vanish. Sword? What sword?
Play off our trouble doing so as being dazed.

>>42537994
>Try to activate the gloves to make the sword vanish. Sword? What sword?
"Whaaat? Swords?"

Spirit roll

Rolled 11 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>42538193
Focus added

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>42538193
What's the modifier? 3?

>>42538231
Spirit is a 3. Skills are added if you can justify them. You could try applying singing to fighting, for instance, but you'd need a damn good reason for it.

>>42538230
Focus is a 2 now remember

Rolled 7 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>42538230
Wow, so we have a +5 to some spirit rolls now...

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It takes you a moment to get the gloves to work, and you feel a little drained when the sword vanishes. You turn to Agithel and smile, waving your hands a bit.

"Sword? What sword? A lady doesn't carry swords to a ball..."

Agithel looks surprised, then perturbed, and huffs. She looks about to say something when heavy footsteps start to echo down the hall. Tirio arrives, dressed in furs and finery, smiling broadly at you.

"You look exactly as you should, Kotijah. You look splendid. Now for your last lesson, a little final exam before the ball. Come with me."

>I'm gonna go with no
>Lead on, uncle
>Other (write-in)

-

Some items will drain SP to use, while others, particularly continuous items, will lower your max SP while in use. While your max SP is lowered to 0, you take -1 on your rolls. Having 0 SP just means you're tapped out for the time being.

>>42538480
> Other
"Where are we going uncle?"

>>42538480
>Other
"Suuure~, let me just go finish something real quick first.

>>42538577
And the actual plan there is?

>>42538677
I don't remeber if going or pretending to go to the ball won so i guessed preteding won and since there hasn't been a good oppertunity to leave i thought we could perhaps make one.

>>42538730
>>42538677
And if pretending wasn't the one that won then you can disregard my vote

>>42538730
Seems legit. The vote is still split though.

>>42538480
>>I'm gonna go with no

Three way split. Tiebreaker?

>>42539024
>Pretend to go to the ball but find a way to leave

>>42539049
That's what we're already trying to do, and any of the three existent votes could be seen as leading to that.

>>42539083
Then let's go with this excuse
>>42538577

Rolled 2 (1d3)

>>42539024
I dunno, roll a d3?

>>42539024
>"Where are we going uncle?"

"Of course, uncle."

You follow him as he turns and leaves the room, fan in one hand and throwing needles in the other. He seems to pay them no mind, and you have to wonder just how much of his own armory he knows, and how much belonged to your father. You slide the needles into your hairstyle and adjust them to better disguise them as hair pins, and Tirio leads you to a large open area. It's probably used for combat drills, but right now it's set up like a mock ballroom.

"Time for one last test. I want to see three things. One, that you can dance competently. Two, that you know your manners. And three, that you have some sort of talent to perform with in case you are called upon to demonstrate it."

-

First, a Speed roll

Rolled 4 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>42539198
Speed + Ballroom Dance

Rolled 5 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>42539198

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>42539198

>>42539237
>>42539319
>>42539341
Pass our bad dancing off as being dazed?

>>42539382
That's not a bad idea, anon. And it would probably be believable.

You attempt to dance, but even your best efforts look and feel clumsy and uncoordinated. Tirio looks a little baffled for a moment, before he turns and shouts down the hall.

"Agithel! Get in here!"

Agithel arrives with a huff and a scowl.

"Yes?"

Tirio points to you and mutters something you can't quite hear to Agithel, who looks shocked for a moment before pulling out a small green bottle from her pocket. You can't listen to their hushed conversation without breaking character, but you get the gist of it when Tirio snatches the bottle from her and walks over to you.

"Drink this, it'll help."

>Drink
>Don't drink
>Other (write-in)

>>42540199
>>Don't drink

>>42540199
>Other
"Help what? I feel fine."

>>42540199
Help what I feel fine!

>>42540199
>Help what? I feel fine!

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"Help what, uncle? I feel wonderful!"

You emphasize your point with a twirl, and you can see Agithel turn pale. Tirio uncaps the bottle.

"Agithel is used to certain... standards of behavior. She used shampoos and soaps that would mellow you out and make you more complacent so she could work. Apparently she used too much and now you're acting like a fool. This will alleviate your symptoms."

He glares daggers at Agithel, who looks away.

>Drink
>I really do feel fine though
>Other (write-in)

>>42540199
> Other
"Uncle, why are you drugging me?"

>>42540478
And you knew? I thought you said you'd look out for me. That's it, not going to the party. If you're so lax in your security that you let people drug me, no wonder how one of your "friends" managed to smuggle something into my home to take down the shield.

>>42540478
>Other
Drop the "Act"
"I know, an it didn't really raise my trust in any of you."

>>42540478
I like "Why are you drugging me."

But do it in a pouty way.

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"I already knew, uncle."

You stop your wobbling, focusing yourself fully. The drugs had indeed affected you, but you can fight through it well enough.

"I knew what was going on, I just wanted to see if you were malicious or incompetent. You can't even protect me from the people you hire, how can you expect to protect me from the people at the ball? I'm done. I'm not going, not if the only safety I have is with a man like you."

Tirio turns scarlet, clenching his fists so tight you almost expect to see blood.

"Excuse me? Do you know how much I have worked, how much I have sacrificed, just for this? You have lived in luxury these last few days, all because I decided to expedite your paperwork. You owe me this. Or would you rather go back to being nobody again?"

>I'll go if I choose to go, you can't force me
>Fine then. Consider this gesture a token of my gratitude for that.
>Owe you? You owe me, you've been stealing from my estate
>Other (write-in)

>>42540951
>Owe you? You owe me, you've been stealing from my estate
This is probably the only chance we've got for this... And we're at least armed if he tries something.

>>42540951
>Owe you? You owe me, you've been stealing from my estate

>>42540951
Uncle. I love you, but those threats don't work.

You remember before you came here? The poverty, , the struggle to survive day to day, and the only treasure one could ask for is family.

I wonder what father would think of the man you become.

>>42540951
>I'll go if I choose to go, you can't force me
Yes, you let me live in luxury, and are now leading me to my doom for your own ends. Much like a calf to the slaughter. You've overplayed your hand uncle, and shown that despite being blood, you are no kin of mine. You're a liar, manipulator and backstabber. I will gladly forgo entrance into politics on your terms. As for the money, your inability to manage it is not my concern.

>>42540951
>Honestly, I'm surprised you haven't had me killed yet. Isn't that the only thing that stands between you and getting the title to go with the millions you've stolen? Oh, wait, I WAS just attacked, in my own home, by an organized, well-outfitted group who know my home's defenses and how to circumvent them. The evidence points to you.

>>42541034
This!

>>42540951
For once, I like an anons dialogue;
>>42541034

>>42541099
My stuff is usually hit or miss.

>>42540951
Would like
>>42541034
But add my previous
>>42540981
To let him know we know he steals.

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"I'm not afraid of that, uncle. You are. I was content with my life, with struggling through poverty, with overcoming obstacles. You've stolen from my estate, you've sold my out and let me come under attack time and again. You are not my blood, Tirio Imidarius. I will not yield to you or your demands, and I will not help you secure a noble title you are not worthy of."

Agithel grins.

"Witnessed!"

She turns and runs off, and Tirio stares at you.

"You... you little... I'll kill you for this! You don't realize what you've done!"

He tosses aside his cape, conjuring a sword of jagged ice in one hand and a shield of the same in the other.

"Dismiss me all you like, Kotijah. If you are dead before she returns, your title is still mine!"

You conjure your sword from your gloves. This will be pretty satisfying if you win.

>Fight
>Flee
>Other (write-in)

>>42541290
>Fight
Start singing.

>>42541290
>>Flee
We are slightly tipsy. We are inexperienced. We are wearing a dress.

He's a general.

Don't be stupid anons.

>>42541290
Icering time

>>42541359
To specify use the icering to disable his sword and shield. Also possibly use firering to restore cenere.

>>42541290
>Fight
Time to get this corrupted root taken care of.
>>42541333
.>We are slightly tipsy.
We are not, or at least not enough to gain penalties. We suceeeded the resist roll for it,

>>42541290
Ice is a poor choice for someone WHO CAN SING FIRE!

Let's put those lessons to use shall we?

>>42541435
It's enchanted ice, duh.

>>42541461
And we breathe dragonfire. What's your point.

>>42541461
And DRAGON FIRE is the most magical thing there is among fire stuff.

You currently have no SP to use. Your max hit 0 and you haven't regained any since then. You also don't have any SP to activate your sword with, so you're stuck with only your sword unless you can goad him into using a spell or something.

Also you have no idea how the rings work or what they do. And it's the water ring, not the ice ring.

I say these things not to discourage you but to ensure you have an accurate assessment of your situation.

>>42541476
Until we discover phoenix fire or something.

...I hope they exist in this setting. A fire bird would be a good ally.

>>42541519
Ooh.

Okay. Gale Sword go!

>>42541519
Fighting retreat then, also kick off our shoes., better barefoot then in high heels.

>>42541290
>Flee

>>42541519
Thanks for the heads up.

Well maybe ask cenere for help, I get the feeling we stand more of a chance with some backup. At least ask him if he knows whether normal swordfighting works against Tirios magical stuff.

>>42541537
Backing this.

>>42541519
Well if that's the case then a fighting retreat is in order. We didn't regain our SP when we slept earlier then? Guessing we weren't out for too long?

>>42541290

>"Well, if that's the case...bye!"

>>42541290
By the way, who is the she he's talking about?
>"If you are dead before she returns, your title is still mine!"

>>42541638
The demoness of basic literacy.

>>42541638
Agithel.

She said 'Witnessed!' and that's not (just) a Mad Max reference. She's attempting to take the opportunity to improve her own standing among the nobility while Tirion's is devalued.

>>42541664
Kotijah said Tirio wasn't her blood to insult him. Consider what else that mightimply when she's the head of the family currently.

>>42541580
The gloves took one from our maximum to use, kinda like attuning an artifact in Exalted.

>>42541693
You did also only take that from one anon.

>>42541693
>Ahhh. So we might've screwed him over a bit more than intended.

Good.

>>42541719
True, but it was a dramatically appropriate line with fun consequences. I kinda couldn't not do it.

>>42541664
>>42541693
Ah, i didn't really get the whole Witnessed thing. Does that mean that as long as he kills us before she gets here, everything would be ok for him? I mean i get it as a last ditch effort, but wouldn't that make him highly suspicious?

>>42541752
If we aren't there to confirm, it'll be Agithel's word against Tirio's.

Speed roll

>>42541752
It'd be her word against his, he can do some magic shit to make our corpse disappear.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>42541799
Test roll. Here's hoping.

Rolled 9 + 8 (1d20 + 8)

>>42541799
Speed + Sword?

>>42541824
There's no such thing as a test roll. Keep it.

>>42541824
Haha. Good start.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>42541799
>>42541840
Thank you.

>>42541840
Oh, sorry, I only meant test as in 'test for my first roll for luck.'

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>42541799

>>42541837
You're trying to run away. Are you going to fling your heirloom blade at him to distract him or something?

>>42541747
>Ignoring the majority because you wanted to put something in that has a serious impact on how things play out, including a significant chance of PC death
Seriously? I'm not that upset about this particular instance because fuck Tirio, but that's a pretty shit thing to do in a collective game.

>>42541865
Fighting retreats usually involve a clash or six.

>>42541871
I would've backed it if I were here. Line was brutal.

>>42541871
Yeah, i'd think he would retcon it if some people would protest loudly about it, but i'm fine with this.

>>42541871
I didn't ignore the majority. Everyone wanted to tell him off in various ways so I took a few notes from here and there, added in the line I wanted to add and rolled with it.

The general tone was conveyed properly, and any of those insults would have led to him drawing his weapons.

Rolled 20 + 8 (1d20 + 8)

>>42541799
+sword cause fighting retreat

>>42541911
Where were you when we needed that crit?

>>42541911
Danm shame you're late.

>>42541911
Unfortunately we already have three rolls...

>>42541907
Can we at least tell him dad would be disappointed with him?

>He'll be even more disappointed when he finds out I whooped ya!

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You take a moment to properly examine the situation. You're not in your armor, you're in his home, and you're in heels. You're also lacking in much magical support right now unless you call on Cenere, but you're not sure if he's in a fit state to fight or what you'll need to do to call him forth. You've got the rings, but you don't know what they do or how to work them, and activating them blindly in this situation seems like a bit of a bad call. So you decide to fall back on the oldest and surest way to survive.

You stomp your feet hard enough to snap the heels from your shoes, give him a glare, and sprint towards him as fast as you can, raising your sword high before ducking low under his swing and skidding past him, turning to face him and deflecting his next attack, dodging and weaving as you back towards the door.

“Stand still! You're only making this more difficult for the both of us!”

His sword begins to glow brightly, and his next attack causes a wave of water and ice to collide with the wal after missing you by an inch. His sword glows again as he readies his next attack.

>Brace for impact
>Running running running
>Other (write-in)

>>42542047
>Brace for impact

>>42542047
>Brace for impact
Magic~
He also doesn't know we can use this so it's good...

>>42542047
> Running running running
NOPE

>>42542047
No wonder father left this city. I bet you tried killing him too!

>Brace for magic eating!

>>42542047
>>Running running running

Spirit roll time

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>42542166

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>42542166

Eat on the run?

Rolled 13 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>42542166
Spirit + Focus

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>42542166
Dice gods, please...

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>42542166

>>42542182
Thank you, 18 should be enough...

Rolled 14 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>42542177
>>42542178
>>42542189
Add your fucking mods or else we don't get them!

>>42542166
rolling+focus

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As he charges up for his next attack you smirk at him.

"Did you try to kill my father as well? No wonder he left, he was tired of putting up with you."

His sword turns bright blue, glowing much more than before, and he screams.

"Be silent!"

You focus, holding your hand out as he swings and catching the blast of water and ice. You manage to absorb a little energy from it, the rest simply flowing around you harmlessly. Tirio looks like he's staring at a ghost.

"How did you... impossible..."

>Payback time
>Keep running
>Other (write-in)

-

You have gained 1 SP

>>42542269
>Payback time
Not like we'll roll a double one again and get killed, right? Right?...

>>42542269
>>Shrug, shit eating grin, keep running.

>>42542290
>Proceed to kill every boss mob with Explosion

>>42542269
> Keep running

>>42542269
>>Payback time
I learn quickly Uncle, MY TURN!

>>42542269
>Payback Time.
>Fireball, but this time instead of an explosion try to shape it into a burning lance.

>>42542290
Speaking of, just as a point of conversation, I noticed that in a LOT of quests that were being ran last night, rolls were SUPER low across the board.

>>42542326
Yeah, at least for d20's. d10's worked fine though.

So, will you firesing? Activate your sword and go for a swing? Or something else?

>>42542269
We can end this uncle. No need for this cloak and dagger nonsense. You want power? You want riches and glory? Join me, and the throne shall be one among many that we gain. I'll even let you rule the Glass City like you've always wanted.

I just remembered something. Didn't we say to our uncle in the beginning that we only could use the fire for artistic stuff and maybe only producing a minor burn? This will be a surprise that he totally isn't prepared for.
>>42542389
I'd say firesing, he's pretty far away and if it doesn't work we can run away afterwards.

>>42542389
Firesing.

>>42542389
Fire sing

>>42542323
We don't fireball.

Spirit roll

Rolled 9 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>42542477
+singing

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>42542389
Firesing but make a lance instead of a boom.

>>42542477

Rolled 9 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>42542477
Spirit (3) + Singing (2)

>>42542499
remember to add your god damn modifiers or else we don't get them.

>>42542477
Firesing a javelin, then throw it up his butt.

Rolled 19 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>42542477

>>42542528
Is that really a thing? What if we(i) don't remember the modifier?

>>42542551
>Modifier is Stat being rolled+Relevant skill. You can decide which skill to apply. If no one applies one, no skill will be added on. If you don't have a logical reason to apply a skill, don't do it.
If you don't know it look it up on the char sheet paste bin.

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You start to sing, and Tirio looks confused for a moment. You see the realization hit him just as he becomes obscured by the fire, and you hear him screaming in the pain. You hear his shield hit the floor and shatter as he tries to put out the flames, using his own magic to try to extinguish himself. You end your song, but he's still busy trying to put himself out.

>Sword time
>A perfect escape opportunity
>Other (write-in)

-

He rolled a 2 and had a dodge penalty because he wasn't expecting you to absorb his spell and then immediately weaponize your fire song. Nice work, Tirio.

>>42542647
>Sword time
disarm and knock him down

>>42542705
I, Kotijah, will knock you all down!

>>42542647
>>Sword time

>>42542647
>Break his hands so he can't hold a weapon, then let him burn if he can't stop it.

Make that Strength roll then.

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>42542781

Rolled 18 + 9 (1d20 + 9)

>>42542781
Str+swords

Need one more roll guys it's a +9 mod we get a 20 we crit him.

Rolled 7 + 9 (1d20 + 9)

>>42542781
Str+Swords

>>42542551
Most QMs will tell you the mod if you need to add it to your roll.

>>42542893
BTQM doesn't and expects you to fill in the blanks anon.

>>42542893
I like to think people are smart enough to look at a character sheet listed in the OP page and add two numbers together on their own. Plus it means that if someone comes up with an answer no one else thought of, they can figure out the mod on their own.

>>42542893
Tough.

>>42542919
Current Quests
Investigate the Order of Steel
Beat Gimbly in a dance off
Find out what's going on with Sena's “vampirism”
Figure out what to do about the Duke

Shouldn't the "vampirism" one be crossed off? And shouldn't we get exp for it?

>>42543051
It should be, yeah. I thought I had crossed it off. At any rate, your quest exp for that would have been 5 points, which brings you to 10 of 15

Guess how much this boss fight earns you depending on how much you please your ancestor.

>>42543087
5?

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You charge forwards, aiming for his sword arm. He barely has time to respond, lifting his blade to block yours and missing by inches. You slam your sword into his arm just above the wrist and hear the bone crack. Tirio screams in pain, his sword clattering to the ground and shattering as he clutches at his wound. The fire dies out, revealing his burned flesh and ruined clothes. He had been wearing chainmail underneath, but it did nothing to help him. You never once aimed your sword for a killing blow, though given his current state a well-placed strike would finish him off.

“Kotijah... I beg of you... Spare me... The people of this city need their general in these dark times, they won't survive if you kill me... A-And you've proven you're better than me, haven't you? I'll slink off to some quiet place to die... Agithel will be sure of that... You have taken from me everything... Please, leave me my life...”

You hear a voice, soft, incredulous, coming from behind you.

“Kotijah?”

It's Millie. You don't need to turn around to know that she can see what you've done and the state you've put her “father” in. You also know that she's bound to his service. You can see the expression on Tirio's face change from supplication to anger as he opens his mouth to shout.

“Millie!”

You only have an instant to react. Do you cut him down, broken and dishonored, and face whatever wrath Millie has in store for you? Do you run, risking Tirio ordering her after you and hoping she resists? Or do you try to help Millie resist his orders, to preserve your life and keep her from hating you?

>Finish the job
>Run for it
>Stand with Millie
>Other (write-in)

>>42543115
Maaaaybe.

>>42543122
>Stand with Millie
Uncle the only reason you still live is because I MIGHT still have a use for you and that I like Millie. I would not push my luck. I've broken elementals with my fists, I can kill one with a blade, even if I would rather not.

>>42543122
>Stand with Millie

>>42543122
>>Stand with Millie

"I won't pretend this is what it's not, Millie. But your father...has things he should admit. What your judgement is on me from there is up to you. And to be honest, I'd understand either way."

>>42543122
>I'll let you live.
We should think about insisting we get Millie as she knows everything we need to know about the house.

>>42543122
>>42543184
Seconding