The Rules:
Same system as Become The Dragon Quest. If you don't know what that is, it's best of three d20 rolls. I name a stat that sums up what you're trying to do, and if I don't name a relevant skill, you try to fill in the blank based on what you're trying to accomplish. “Break open the door” might be Strength based, but if you've been playing baseball after school and there's a lead pipe nearby, you could apply your Baseball skill to the roll. A 20 on the die is a crit threat, and if either of the other two rolls is 20 or higher after mods, it's a critical. A crit fail is when you have two or more 1s. So far this system has worked out well enough. We'll get into combat rules as needed, but in basic terms you have wounds, not HP, and the worse the wounds, the more penalties you accrue while doing other things.

Most Important Rule:
Have fun.

Stats
Strength 0
Speed 2
Smarts 0
Sleuth 1
Sneak 2
Schmooze 1

Skills:
Acrobatics 2
Climb 1
Conceal 2
Crossbow 1
Dagger 1
Dodge 1
Endurance 1
Hunt 1
Monster Lore 1
Perception 1
Vampire Lore 2

Quest Twitter:
@BecomeQM

>>43756212
>"So, I've never actually interacted with werewolves before. What should I expect?"

>>43756212
To be honest all three were for survival and self defense. I also got lucky.

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>>43756444
Picking this one because of trips.

>>43756508
As worthy a reason as any

>>43756525
You writing boss?

>>43756701
Yep

“If I'm being honest, mostly it was just for self-defense and so I could get by. I didn't rob banks or anything, just what I needed to survive. And I think a lot of it was just luck, you know?”

Blake nods and chuckles, before glancing at you.

“Wait, you're serious? Huh.”

He grins.

“Interesting... So you're, what, an honorable thief or something?”

You shrug slightly, or at least, to the best of your ability with your shoulders stuck to the seat.

“Maybe. I don't exactly go around proclaiming that I'm Robin Hood, I just tend not to take stuff unless I need it. I used to be pretty poor, so I'd take an apple or something when I was hungry, that kind of thing.”

Blake reaches over and pats you on the shoulder.

“We've all done what we had to do in order to survive, right? That's a pretty werewolf thing to do. I think you're gonna fit right in.”

You nod slightly and smile to yourself. Well, that was promising at the very least. You do your best to adjust your posture so your back won't ache when you stop.

“Speaking of which, I've only met you and Sammy so far. Anything special I need to know to avoid confrontation? I don't want to get in trouble with anyone.”

Blake swerves a little harder than expected at the next turn, and he seems like he's heading to the main road out of town, heading for the mountains to the east. It's not along drive, especially not at this speed, though you'd hate to have to walk that distance.

“Sammy is the daughter of our pack leader, Patrick, and his wife, Jennifer. Patrick is going to be busy leading the festivities, so Jennifer is in charge tonight. Don't cross her. She's nothing like Sammy.”

He looks over his shoulder at Sammy, who still has her ears covered. She doesn't look like she's enjoying the ride at all. Maybe you should have sat back there with her after all. You ease your phone out of your pocket to see if you can text her discretely or something.

“Don't tell anyone I said this, but Aunt Jennifer is an ice cold bitch. I don't blame her, considering her daughter is a runt, she's got her pride to defend and all that, but if you cross her she'll whine to Patrick until he caves to whatever demands she's got. Aside from that, just have fun and relax. Oh, and don't turn down a drink. If you get stupid drunk we won't give you more, but werewolves like to see what people are like when they're trashed. True colors, right? Plus it shows you trust us to keep an eye out for you.”

>Text Sammy (write-in)
>Wait out the rest of the journey
>Ask Blake about something else
>Other (write-in)

>>43756827
>>Text Sammy (write-in)
You gonna be ok? Need anything?

>Ask Blake about something else
Alright don't cross the Alphas, pray I have a strong live and that I don't make an ass outta myself. You look kinda familiar did you have a family member about yay tall visit the Bizzare earlier today?

>>43756881
Strong liver*

If you don't want Blake seeing what you're typing, Sneak roll plus Conceal, +4

>>43756827
>wait out the rest of the journey

>>43756827
>>43756881
Second.

Rolled 3 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>43757082

Rolled 14 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>43757082

Rolled 8 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>43757082

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>>43757150
Welp this is not good. His driving is not helping us to be sneaky...

>>43757122
Quick hands make for quick texts, I suppose

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>>43757278
Not just for texts. IT could be wonderfull for great massages to.

>>43757319
.... Do ear scritches work on werewolves? We should ask Sammy. Because if it does and she kicks her leg, that's fucking adorable.

>>43757319
Sammy does a lot of sports, maybe try with her?

>>43757346
Be careful last time we touched her ears she nearly slapped our head off.

>>43757411
But she like din the end. It was worthy. Don't try to tell me it wasn't worthy anon?

>>43757411
We would ask permission this time.

>>43757442
It was but do you really want her to lose faith in us? All things in time.

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>>43757348
We could be the track team massagist

>>43757463
We could just ask for permition this time. But i agreed all in due time.

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>>43757484
Lewd, anon.... but I approve

You glance down at your phone briefly and send Sammy a quick text message. Blake seems oblivious to the act, though you can't be totally sure.

"Doing alright? Need anything?"

You keep your phone handy but out of sight, setting it to vibrate and waiting.

"So I just have to avoid annoying the alphas and trust you guys to take care of my liver? I think I can handle that."

Blake shakes his head.

"Don't call them that. Other clans might use those titles, but then you've also got betas and omegas and stuff. For us, it's the pack leaders, and then everyone else. Titles imply rank and stuff, and that's not how we work."

Your phone buzzes gently in your hand, but you don't miss a beat.

"Alight, gotcha. Sorry about that. Pack leaders... So they make all the big decisions then."

Blake nod, and you glance at your phone as he speaks, listening while you navigate to Sammy's message.

"Yep. They aren't dictators, well, usually anyway, but if they piss people off then it's pretty easy to replace them. So Sammy is kind of like a princess, so long as Patrick and Jennifer hold on to power."

Sammy's message is short and to the point.

"I don't like cars and this is why."

>Send Sammy a reply
>Ask Blake something else
>Relax for the rest of the trip
>Other (write-in)

>>43757562
>So, why is Sammy considered a runt? What does stuff like that mean among werewolves?
Also maybe mention that our education was mainly on the correct way to shank a vampire, and we lack anything but the contemporary lore on Werewolves.

>>43757562
>>Ask Blake something else
Any other important pack members I oughta know?
>Send Sammy a reply
Well when we head back remind me to ride with you.

>>43757411
That was an ear bite, remember? Ear scritches might be alright, but consent is probably something you want to get before that.

>>43757562
>Send Sammy a reply
>Ask Blake something else
"Anyone else I should worry about or saddle up with? Sorry if this is all coming off as paranoid, it's still kind of new to me."

>>43757484
If there isn't such a position, surely a savvy enough person could work with the coach to create it.

"We don't want anyone being too tense, right? I've studied this sort of thing, believe me, I know what I'm doing."

Sneak roll plus Conceal, +4

Rolled 17 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>43757638
Rolling

>>43757619
Kek you enabler

Rolled 10 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>43757638

Rolled 18 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>43757652
Well damn

>>43757652
You say that like you don't want me writing five pages of Oliver affectionately rubbing Sammy down after a particularly long day at the track, helping her relax before hitting the showers and then resuming after she's had enough time to refresh herself and get ready for him.

There's a happy ending, too. Why not.

>>43757730
Oh I do. Just didn't expect it to be that easy. Of course if we're team masseuse other girls and maybe even some guys would want massages too.

>>43757765
I never said it would be easy, just that if you play your cards right, the sky is the limit.

>>43757792
Can we become a dragon?

>>43757730
I appreciate a qm who knows exactly how much lewd he's willing to write for his anon's.

You reply with a quick text to Sammy, leaving Blake hanging for a couple of seconds as though you're letting his words sink in properly.

“On the way back I'll ride with you. Promise.”

You slip your phone back into your pocket for the time being and look out the window, then back to Blake.

“Any other pack members I need to know about? Sorry if I'm asking a lot, this is all just new to me, and I want to make a good first impression.”

Blake shrugs a little bit as he hits the main road. You thought you were going pretty quick before, but now he's kicking the car into high gear, and the whine of the engine mixed with the heavy metal is starting to get almost deafening.

“Eh, I think that's about it, really. Sammy's older brother won't be here tonight, and her kid sister is too young for this kind of party, y'know? Everyone else can introduce themselves.”

You nod slowly and double check that Sammy won't be able to hear what you ask next.

“You keep calling Sammy a runt... why is that?”

Blake looks at you for a few moments as though it should be obvious, before rolling his eyes.

“Right, vampire slayer... Well, werewolves have this thing. The curse, right? Some people have it worse than others, they can't control it, and those that can pass it on through their bloodline. And then sometimes you get runts, like Sammy. She can't transform fully in either direction. Personally I think it's adorable, but it's a sign of weak blood for most people. Sammy's stronger than most humans will ever be, but she's weaker than every other werewolf. That's why she wears her hair the way she does, so she can hide her ears. The human ones? Just nifty magic hair clips.”

You nod slowly. It did explain a few things. She's the track captain, but she doesn't look overly muscular or anything. Though now you have to wonder about the ear thing. If you had bitten her on her real ears, you doubt you would have survived.

>Ask something else
>Wait it out
>Other (write-in)

>>43757807
You are welcome to try.

>>43757810
I'm pretty flexible on that topic. I mean, I'm writing some light-hearted and affectionate smut for BTDQ right now between the main character and her noble knight love interest. It's all adorable and stuff. Well, mostly adorable.

>>43757813
>So you know, I feel kinda...naked, not having any weapons. Friendly or not, it's kinda terrifying in an almost fun way. Really weird feeling.

>>43757813
AWOOOO

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>>43757792
So new goal is to become the track team massagist. Just to think those poor girl with all her well developed and sore muscles being releaved as we use our precise and quick hands on places they never knew before. No no i must restrain myself first we go to the party.

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>>43757894
We can always pass it off as learning more about the monsters we might have to fight and what their weak points may be.
>>43757813
>Other (write-in) Apologize to Sammy ahead of time in case we, like, fuck up super hard or something.

>>43757813
>Other (write-in) Ask Sammy how she'd feel about a track team masseur

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>>43757969
But of course and a massagist is a great disquise. I never saw a hunter that was a massagist.

>>43757813
>Ask something else
Drinks? Eh it's been a time since i drinked something i hope you forgive me if i embarres myself.

“Well, that explains a lot... Just as a heads up, I left all my gear at home. I feel like I'm walking into something crazy without any kind of protection, so I guess I'm already trusting you guys with my life. I think that, so long as you're being up front with me, I'll be alright.”

You slip your phone out of your pocket and send Sammy a preemptive text letting her know you're sorry in advance for any screw ups on your part, discretely pocketing it once more. You look up at the mountains and realize they're a lot closer now than you thought they'd be. In fact, you're pretty much already there. As you draw nearer to the path up the mountains Blake veers to the right, driving off the road and onto a dirt path that you're pretty sure only the slowest of drivers would have ever noticed. He doesn't respond to your comment, focusing completely on his driving.

The path cuts left and right, and then turns back towards the mountain. The main road winds back and forth up the side of the mountain and stops short of the peak, but this path seems to be a straight line to the top. Blake guns the engine and grins.

“Next stop, Chateau de Wolfe!”

He laughs as the world becomes a blur around the car, and you grip the seat tightly. This must be how astronauts feel, you conclude, pinned to their seats by the force of extreme acceleration. You feel yourself growing dizzy, the world spinning slightly, and then all of a sudden it stops. You're parked, and Blake is turning off the engine. You detach yourself from the seat slowly and carefully as your blood redistributes once more, and as you climb out of the car your balance follows suit. You only have to lean against the car for a few moments before you can walk on your own.

The house is fairly classy. It's not the ancient or antique look you expect from vampire dwellings, but a modern and sophisticated home. You muse on whether or not all the fancy glass is bulletproof to prevent being shattered by drunken werewolves, but maybe that's why everything is so fancy. New construction on a regular basis, may as well update things, right?

You look over at Sammy as she smooths out her dress. She smiles sheepishly, looking relieved to be out of the car, and she looks at the house for a moment before sighing. From the way she had acted this will be her first time home in a while. Maybe you can duck out of the limelight by steering attention towards that fact. Blake starts heading towards the house.

“Come on, let's get this party started!”

Sammy nods slightly and looks at you for a moment.

“Shall we?”

>Offer your arm, it's the gentlemanly thing to do
>Take her hand, see how she reacts
>Lead the way, no need to make her parents think you're a threat
>Ladies first, I'm just here to party
>Other (write-in)

>>43758041
I'm imagining that scene from How To Train Your Dragon when Hiccup is scratching Toothless and then hits just the right spot and Toothless collapses to the ground twitching and giddy. Then he does it to a dragon that's trying to attack him and gets exactly the same reaction.

Except with Oliver and vampires.

It's an amusing mental image.

>>43758208
>>Offer your arm, it's the gentlemanly thing to do

>>43758208
>Offer your arm, it's the gentlemanly thing to do
>>43758247
And then when they're all happy and helpless we stab them and harvest parts to determine how to get our necromancy on. Like a hero.

>>43758283
Of course. It's the only properly heroic deed one can do in that situation.

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>>43758208
>>Offer your arm, it's the gentlemanly thing to do

We're a very classy man. Also is better to mark our territory as soon as we can.

>>43758247
Dammit Become i was drinking now my desk is all wet.

>>43758283
Only if their bitchy vampires, non bitchy one are get the full massage and unlive afterwards.

You smile at Sammy and offer her your arm.

“We shall.”

She looks at you for a moment and blushes, before linking arms with you and resting her free hand on your upper arm. She gives you a slight nod, and you walk her up to the front door. Your shorter stride forces Sammy to slow down a bit, and the effect is pretty graceful if you're being honest with yourself. She almost looks like she's floating along at your side. Blake knocks at the door, looking over at you and Sammy as you step beside him. His eyes widen slightly.

“Uh, guys? Might wanna separate before-”

The door swings open suddenly and a jovial man appears, grinning from ear to ear. You recognize him instantly as the man you bumped into at the Bizzare. His eyes seem to pass over you and Sammy and he looks at Blake, laughing heartily.

“Glad you've arrived, my boy!”

He pulls Blake in for a hug before tussling his hear and laughing, putting him in a headlock before Blake slips free with a laugh of his own.

“Yeah, yeah! I'm gonna go find the liquor and catch up, you've been dipping in already, haven't you, old man!”

Blake dashes off, leaving you to deal with the situation. The man turns his attention back towards you and Sammy. His eyebrows creep up slightly, but his smile doesn't fade in the slightest. Sammy's blush deepens, but she makes no move to pull away from you.

>Hi there. Good to see you again.
>Release Sammy, shake his hand.
>Whatever I'm about to get in trouble for, I swear I didn't know.
>Other (write-in)

>>43758325
I'm sorry for your loss.

>>43758480
>>Whatever I'm about to get in trouble for, I swear I didn't know.

>>43758480
>Release Sammy, shake his hand

>>43758480
>Hi there. Good to see you again.
NO FEAR

>>43758480
>Hi there. Good to see you again.

>>43758480
>>Release Sammy, shake his hand.

>>43758480
>>Hi there. Good to see you again.

You stand your ground and bow slightly.

“Good to see you again. I didn't expect to bump into you hear.”

The man chuckles softly, before laughing heartily and clapping his hands together.

“Splendidly done! Heh. Bump into... So, I take it you're the guest of honor then? Sammy mentioned she might be bringing someone, but she wasn't clear on why.”

He turns to Sammy.

“Mark is here. I think perhaps we'd better get that over with, hmm?”

Sammy stiffens and releases your arm slowly.

“He... He's here?”

The man nods slightly.

“Your mother decided to inform his clan that you'd be making an appearance tonight. He's been putting people on edge all afternoon. Why don't you run along and see to that while I make sure your friend here finds his way around safely.”

Sammy nods slightly and gives you a slightly pained look before walking away. The man gently grabs you by the shoulder.

“I don't know what you did, or why. I don't know how long you've known her or what your intentions are. So let's get some drinks, sit down, and you can tell me your story. If it's a good one, I'll help you out.”

From his tone it's clearly not optional, so you nod a bit and let him lead you inside.

“I just want to say one thing to start off, before we get to drinking. I'm Oliver, and it's a pleasure to meet you.”

The man pats you on the back as he leads you out of the front room and towards what looks like some sort of grand hall. There are people everywhere, talking and drinking. Most of them are blonde or red-haired, except for one man who seems to be standing slightly apart from everyone else. His black hair and frown put him in stark contrast with everyone else in the room. When he spots Sammy his frown turns into a smile that sends a chill down your spine. It's predatory, and in a room full of werewolves, that's saying a lot.

“I am Stephen, brother and right-hand-man of Patrick, our pack leader.”

He waves to a few people as you pass through the crowd towards the snack table, and he grabs two bottles of beer, uncapping them and pushing them into your hands before grabbing a pair for himself and directing you towards the patio. The people who aren't keeping an eye on the dark-haired man, probably that Mark person Stephen was talking about, are staring at you, some muttering to one another and a few making snide comments about humans. Stephen shoots a glare at them as you step out onto the patio.

“This boy is a guest of Samantha. Clearly he has proven himself in her eyes in some way, and you will treat him with respect. Honestly, look at yourselves...”

The mood in the room goes south for a few moments before Stephen laughs and slaps the table.

“I'm only joking, you uptight fuckwits! Ease up on the boy though, alright?”

There's a loud cheer, and Stephen shuts the door as he steps onto the patio.

“Ah... It's going to be a great night...”

>Tell Stephen about what happened with Sammy and Vanessa
>Ask about Mark and Sammy
>Other (write-in)

>>43758966
>>Tell Stephen about what happened with Sammy and Vanessa
May as well explain how we got from point A to point Killed a vampire and rescued the princess.

>>43758966
Wait, where did Oliver go?

I thought he wanted to talk?

>>43758966
>Tell Stephen about what happened with Sammy and Vanessa

>>43758966
>Tell Stephen about what happened with Sammy and Vanessa
Yes I realize I was ridiculously lucky she just stood there and let me stake her.


>>43759010
We're Oliver.

>>43759010
Stephen guided you to the patio, and you went out onto it. Then he followed after making a joke.

>>43759030
>>43759038
These fucking transitions, man.

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>>43759010
Be one of us anon, become Oliver too.

You sit down and take a sip of the beer. You've never been fond of the stuff before, but maybe that's because your dad only ever bought the cheap stuff and you were too young to appreciate it properly. You set down one bottle and take a longer pull from the one you started as Stephen sits down across from you.

“I suppose I'll start at the beginning and work from there... When I first came to school today I...”

-

“...And then I kinda messed up with werewolf etiquette and Sammy pretty much decked me.”

You look at the bottle in your hand. You don't recall exactly when you finished the second beer, but it's good stuff either way. Stephen regards you for a few moments before grinning.

“So you're telling me that you're the reason Sammy could come home at all then?”

You nod slightly and set the empty bottle down.

“I guess you could say that, yeah.”

Stephen nods slowly.

“I have a favor to ask of you then. We have a little... family matter to take care of. Mark Collins is from another werewolf clan. Traditionally we don't mix blood between clans, but as part of negotiations his clan demanded a bride for their youngest son. Patrick was furious with them, but Jennifer offered up Sammy without a second thought to ensure things would remain peaceful.”

Stephen smiles and leans back, downing the last of his beer and grinning.

“My brother is a good man, but his wife pulls the strings around here. I love Sammy as if she were my own daughter, and if I had my way I'd tell those Collins wolves to shove off, but my brother is the pack leader. My hands are tied. But now a human has wandered into our den, one who saved Sammy's life. By our laws you have a claim on her now, if you decide to act on it. Then you just need to figure out how to convince Jennifer that giving Sammy to you is the better option. Not that you'd need to marry her or anything, it can just be for show. What do you say?”

>You picked the right man for the job
>This sounds like it involves politics, so no
>Can I get back to you on this?
>Other (write-in)

>>43759275
>Can I get back to you on this?
Wanna hear Sammy's take on it first.

>>43759275
>>You picked the right man for the job

>>43759275
>>Can I get back to you on this?
>Other (write-in) "Can I talk to Sammy about this? Even if it's just for show, this is definitely gonna need her input."

>>43759275
>>Other (write-in)
Chug a third beer. Then do this >>43759303

>>43759275
>Can I talk to Sammy about this? Even if it's just for show, this is definitely gonna need her input.
It says a lot when the closest thing the poor girl has gotten to a break in seemingly her entire life is a monster hunter.

>>43759354
Kinda, yeah

>>43759354
Aw, I hadn't thought about that... all the more reason to be her friend who can also give killer massages.

You look at your hands for a moment, considering your options. On the one hand you want to help Sammy out again. She obviously didn't want to leave your side at the front door, and she deserves better than to be someone's bargaining chip, especially when that means getting hitched to a guy as unnerving as Mark. It would be the right thing to do, if you can figure out how to pull this con off. You've never stolen a girl before, it could be kinda fun.

On the other hand you don't want to cause a scene, and if you can't win Jennifer over then you're screwed. Plus if she really does run the show around here then being in poor standing with her means this whole trip was for nothing. You need to tread exceptionally lightly with this one, and pissing off Mark might mean turning his clan on you. Vampires you know how to deal with, mostly. Werewolves? Not so much, especially not two whole clans of them.

“I need to think about this, and I need to talk to Sammy. I'm not gonna make a big deal about my claim on her if it's going to upset her. I'm here to make friends, not lose them. I could use her input anyway.”

Stephen stands up and stretches.

“Well, dinner will be soon. And with her brother away tonight, there's going to be a seat beside hers open.”

You nod a little and stand as Stephen opens the door to the house.

“Have fun, try not to get in any trouble, and if anyone causes a fuss just tell them you're a guest and don't know our culture well yet. Oh, and when the howling starts feel free to join in.”

>Follow Stephen inside
>Sit outside and think, try texting Sammy again
>Other (write-in)

>>43756212
>This Quest is back
My nigga

>>43759468
She's lucky we showed up, but at the same time she's unlucky because she needed us to show up to save herself.

>>43759496
>>Sit outside and think, try texting Sammy again

>>43759496
>Sit outside and think, try texting Sammy again

>>43759496
>Sit outside and think, try texting Sammy again

"Yo girl wanna hook up and make official?"

>>43759496
>Sit outside and think, try texting Sammy again

You head for the edge of the patio.

“I'll try to remember that. I'm gonna think a little while and then head inside.”

Stephen nods and leaves you be, and you sit down to look out at the city. It's beautiful like this, a sea of lights. The different regions of the city form a series of concentric circles, and at the very center is the school. Perhaps the different districts are run by different monsters or something, or different families. The Wolfe's live up on the mountain, so maybe they aren't as involved in inter-monster relations? You'll have to delve into that at some point and work it out.

You pull out your phone and open it up. There are a few messages from a number you don't recognize, and one from Sammy. You must have accidentally set it to mute or something, or just not noticed it buzzing while you were telling your story. You open the one from Sammy first.

“Thanks. I'd like that.”

It brings a smile to your face, and you switch over to the other messages to see who's trying to reach you.

“Hi. This is Meliora. I got your number from my dad, he pulled it from the student records for me. Just letting you know.”

“It's polite to respond, you know.”

“You left a mess when you ran off. I put your stuff away for you. It was throwing off the look of the room. You're welcome.”

You save the number in your contacts for later and debate how to proceed.

-

Got Meliora's number!

-

>Send a message to Sammy (write-in)
>Send a message to Meliora (write-in)
>Head into the party and get to know some people
>Other (write-in)

>>43759726
>Send a message to Meliora (write-in)
Thanks, sorry for mess, At party phone was on mute. Talk to you later!
>Send a message to Sammy (write-in)
Talked with Stephen, he talked to me about Mark. What's you take on it?

>>43759726
>>Send a message to Meliora (write-in) Srry, at prty, phone mut, ttyl8r
>Send a message to Sammy (write-in) So, your uncle just told me I should convince your mom to let me hook up with you so you can bail out of the whole arranged marriage thing. Thoughts?

Text poorly just to see if it bothers Meliora.

>>43759818
That'll end well. So well. You have no idea.

>>43759726
>>Head into the party and get to know some people

>>43759897
Do it!!
>>43759818

>>43759726
>To Meliora
"Thanks. Sorry, at a party. Phone was on mute. Might stay that way. Will try to be cleaner."
>Sammy
"We're going to need to talk face to face about this talk I just had. I'm going to want your opinion."
Time to gauge reactions!

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>>43759897
This puts a smile on the anon

>>43759818
>>43759934
>>43760006
Silver, pls.

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>>43760033
Who's thsi Silver you speak of? Sounds to me like a jolly good fella.

You look at your phone for a moment. First things first...

“Srry, at prty, phone mut, ttyl8r”

You look it over and add a smiley face to the end before sending it to Meliora. You switch over to Sammy's number to message her when your phone buzzed in your hand, almost immediately. You see something glimmer in the distance, a brilliant line of pink light rising from the school. You get the feeling you've done something you'll regret later.

“Need to talk, spoke to your uncle about Mark, have an idea and need your input.”

You send it to Sammy before reading the message Meliora sent you. Your screen turns black and your phone locks up. When you try to turn the screen off it vibrates, and red text drifts across the screen.

“Learn how to type properly or next time I'll melt your SIM card.”

When your phone unlocks you have a response from Sammy.

“My mother wants to see me for a little while, sorry. I'll text when I can.”

Well then. You send her a quick response letting her know that's alright and pocket your phone. A familiar impulse kicks in, and you look at the building. You could scale the exterior without much effort, and it would make sense for Sammy's mom to take her upstairs and away from the party.

>Rejoin the party, have some fun
>Time for some light recon
>Other (write-in)

>>43760109
>You see something glimmer in the distance, a brilliant line of pink light rising from the school. You get the feeling you've done something you'll regret later.

I regret nothing.

>>43760109
>Rejoin the party, have some fun

>>43760149
When all our gear in our room is destroyed and we're defenseless you'll change your tune Silver.

>>43760109
>>Other
Type in to Meliora THE GAME

>>Time for some light recon

>>43760109
>>Time for some light recon

>>43760109
We are going to spend the rest of our days mildly inconveniencing our poor roomie until she either kills us or mellows. And I love it.

>Rejoin the party, have some fun
If we're going to pair up with Sammy, might as well endear ourselves.

>>43760183
My internet's actually been in and out all day. I just caught up now. That's not me. c:

>>43760109
>Text Meliora: THE GAME
>Time for some light recon.

>>43760193
>>43760223
samefag pls

>>43760234
Well, if it's genuine samefaggorty then we've got a tie on our hands.

>>43760269
It's not. I hadn't voted yet, having just caught up. I did, however, see the suggestion and decide to vote for it.

>>43760234
Funny part it isn't. Swear to m y dices.

>>43760109
>Rejoin the party, have some fun

>>43760304
>We might have a tie on our hands
>Oh good, they weren't samefagging after all, no ti-
>God damn it

Speed roll plus Climb, +3
And Sneak roll plus Conceal, +4

Time to employ those freerunning skills.

Rolled 14 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>43760334
Speed

Rolled 9 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>43760334
Speed+Climb

Rolled 6 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>43760334
Sneak

>>43760334

Rolled 6 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>43760334

Rolled 15 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>43760361
Sneak + Conceal.

Rolled 7 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>43760334
Sneakyness

Rolled 7 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>43760334
Sneak

Rolled 3 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>43760334
speed

>>43757969
More of these? I read the first few and am delighted to see the artist made more.

>>43760458
that's, like, the end of the whole Lewd Elf comic. The artist never really made more because they had absolutely no idea how popular the damn thing was.

>>43760493
He did actually.

>>43760552
Well fuck me, shows what I know

You approach the wall and examine it. It's not built for climbing, but the style they went with leaves plenty of gaps and places you can grab hold of. You jump up and start scaling the side of the wall, taking your time to move as quietly as you can. There's not a platform, per se, but you can see a ledge a little higher up where you can figure things out. You make your way towards it and test it with one hand before climbing up onto it. You can see part of the second floor from here, as well as a portion of the third. Now it's just a matter of finding the right room.

You hear the door opening below you and you press yourself against the ledge, concealing yourself to the best of your ability. Below you there are two voices, one you recognize as Blake and the other an older female voice. You scoot closer to the edge and peer down at them to get a better look. The woman looks a fair bit older than Blake, though not as old as Stephen.

“Looks like he isn't here.”

Blake nods slightly and walks over to your discarded bottles, picking one up.

“Well, I saw him come out here with dad.”

He sets it down and turns to the woman, who gazes out at the city.

“Do you think he ran off? He can be a little intimidating when he gets angry. Humans are easily frightened...”

Blake sets the bottle back down and walks next to the woman.

“I dunno, he didn't seem like he was angry at him or anything. Maybe we just missed it when he went back inside.”

The woman nods slightly and smiles at him.

“Let's have another look around. Someone must have seen him. I'd like to meet him.”

Blake smirks a bit.

“Sis, you're barking up the wrong tree, trust me.”

The woman rolls her eyes and heads inside.

“Don't you start with the dog puns, you're as bad as dad sometimes. Come on.”

Blake follows her back into the house, and you turn your attention back to the climb. You could double back and rejoin the party, that's not out of the question, but you'd have to come up with an excuse now. If you keep going you'll have to decide if you're sneaking inside or just trying to find an open window to listen at.

>Double back, make something up
>Keep going, try to break in
>Keep going, hope you're lucky
>Other (write-in)

>>43760552
Pics or it didn't happen

>>43760605
>Double back, make something up
Damn it idiots we're here to make allies not spy, stop being retarded!

>>43760605
>>Double back, make something up

>>43760605
>>Double back, make something up
We have 0 reason to do this right now, save for paranoia, c'mon.

Sneak roll plus Conceal, +3
Schmooze roll, +1

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>>43760605
>>Double back, make something up

Rolled 13 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>43760657
Sneak

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Rolled 18 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>43760657
Sneak + Conceal

>>43760605
>>Double back, make something up
I got lost

Rolled 10 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43760657
Schmooze
Sorry my roommate might have hacked my phone and blown up the dorm room because I texted badly. had a minor freak out, didn't want to get seen like that.

Rolled 7 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43760657
schmooze all day long

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Rolled 12 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43760657
Schmooze

>>43760657

sneak

Rolled 11 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>43760657
Sneak

I think we should become ninjas. We're too sneaky!!!

So that's 21 on Sneak and 13 on Schmooze? Neat.

Rolled 11 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43760658
Schmooze

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>>43760605
here's the pics.

Rolled 18 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43760657
schmookaze

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>>43760781

>>43760781
Please more.
This series warms my heart, like this QM.

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>>43760886

You slip back down the way you came. This was a terrible plan, in hindsight. Not that it wouldn't have been worthwhile if it had worked, but your curiousity got the better of you and you're close to blowing your first impression with these werewolves. You manage to get back to the patio without making too much noise, and you open the door, looking around a bit. You head straight for the snack table as people start to notice you, and you grab a pint and down it in the hopes that your display of alcohol affinity might earn you bonus points.

You manage to chug the whole bottle before Blake's sister finds you. She grabs you by the shoulder and gently spins you around to face her, smiling gently. She's not quite as dressed up as Sammy, but she's certainly decked out for the party. She certainly looks the princess role more than Sammy does.

“Hi there. My name is Marie, short for Marigold. I've been looking for you.”

The fact that she's giving you attention seems to be drawing more eyes than usual your way, and you smile at her while trying to ignore the crowd.

“Is that so? I can't imagine why. I'm just a perfectly ordinary human.”

Marie laughs politely, covering her mouth as she giggles and smiling demurely.

“That's not what I heard, vampire killer. You're the one who drove a stake through the heart of Vanessa Althaus, and saved Sammy from her blood debt.”

The boisterous room goes quiet. You're not sure what her game is, but Marie is totally blowing your cover, and as you try to formulate some reply that will allow you to distance yourself from the spotlight, someone cheers.

“Oy! Boy, you there! You're a bloody miracle!”

There are some cheers of assent, and Marie steps back as the crowd descends on you. You're swept off your feet and hoisted onto someone's shoulders, drinks being pressed into your hands as people start to dance and sing and parade you around.

>Savor the moment
>Retell your tale
>Put me down please
>Other (write-in)

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>>43760901

>>43760920
Thank you, kind anon, as I haven't seen these ones yet.

>>43760908
>>Savor the moment
and when asked
>Retell your tale

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>>43760908
>Retell your tale
I dig it. Hopefully they enjoy our story which makes us look like we did way better than what happened.

>>43760908
>Savor the moment

Go with the flow.

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>>43760933
No problem.

>>43760908
>Savor
>Put me down please
"It's not super impressive or anything guys, really. I appreciate it though."
Little of column A little of column B.

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>>43760968
Nah, we should only stretch the truth a little bit.
If anyone calls us on it just be like "well I'm about 5 beers deep here and kind of a stick to start with. So...whoops."

>>43760908
>>Savor the moment

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>>43761034

If you plan to stretch the truth, Schmooze roll, +1

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>>43761066
Nope don't can't catch us in alie this way and we get an honest rep.

Rolled 20 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43761066
LIIIIIIIE

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>>43760908
>>Retell your tale

But

>Other (write-in)
With some flavor. What do we roll for it?

>>43761084
>>43761085
Never change, /tg/.

"Let's be honest, it has no downsides!"
"LIE!" *20*

Let's see if you can confirm it.

Rolled 13 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43761066
Play up Sammy's part, too.

>>43761085
well

Master story teller here.

Also: who else thinks miss older sis wants us to get with younger sis?

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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>43761085
AHAHAHA, YES!
>>43761105

I'll be back in a moment, gonna finish preparing dinner and eat. I need to figure something out anyway. One sec.

>>43761085
We tell the tale of tales.

Rolled 23 (1d30)

>>43761105
How about I confirm my dick in your ass

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>>43761125
NO, DAMMIT! I BOTCHED MY OWN CRIT! FUCK

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>43761066
Considering:
>>43761142

This is a third roll instead.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>43761105

>>43761084
Sammy was the only one there and she was knocked out cold. Only one that could count our tale is the Bitch vampire, and she is deader then before.

>>43761165
Well.
Thats destined to be a 3 then.

Better than
>>43761171
Either way you slice it.

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>>43761080
Last one. /co/ has a translated version, but I didn't feel like searching for it.

>>43761194
Its not much.
Hero is a weakling pampered by the mage who likes cute little boys, and gets Ko'd with a finger flick.
Orc protects lewd elf, and then lectures mage so hero wont be pampered so much and actually grow.

Lewd elf tries to bang orc (again).
Orc regrets protecting lewd elf (to some degree).

>>43761194
Most sexy shotacon ever.

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>>43761186
I guess if it was destiny, I can't be too mad. I mean
>>43761171
>>43761165
what are the odds? Still.... FUCK
We could have been a god, if only by lying through our teeth to a bunch of drunken werewolves for a few seconds.

>>43761255
Hey man, someone rolled a 13, we still have a solid chance.
Either way, its gonna make for a good story.

Least we didnt end up with a 1.

>>43761276
>>43761255
the 20 counts just not a crit.

>>43761276
>critfail

>they think we are the biggest lightweight ever and never let us drink more than a couple of really watered down beers

A story so bad could only be the result of an inebriated mind.

>>43761288
Not the same...

>>43761255
>>43761288
Depends on if 14 hits the needed threshold or not.
Just gotta hit the DC of the crowd right?

>>43761319
Right.
To confirm just needs to be a success.

And frankly: Drunk bunch of werewolves who are glad their family member just got saved?
Probably not going to be hard to pass that check.

>>43761319
No the twenty is a good roll, so we rolled a 20, but not a Critical, which takes it too another level. To get a crit you need 1 nat 20 and another modded 20+

>>43761342
Huh.
>>43761334
I must be thinking of dnd then.
Derp.

>>43761334
>To confirm just needs to be a success.
No, to confirm needs to be a result equaling 20. This is in the OP.

>>43761380
Well, I need to work on my reading comprehension I suppose. Ah well.

You down one of the drinks, putting your faith in the werewolves to watch out for your liver, and tell your tale, embellishing a little.

Alright, more than a little.

You kinda blow it out of proportion rather considerably, but you've been drinking and the crowd is loving every second of it. You tell them about Sammy's plea for help, how Vanessa came to ruin everything and the standoff that took place. You tell them how Sammy fought against the blood pact, how strong her will was as she struggled to break free. You tell them of Sammy's skill in combat, how even though you knew she was holding back you were hanging in there only barely.

Then you tell them how you threw the stake like a dart, striking Vanessa in the chest, and as Sammy faltered you jump-kicked the stake and took Vanessa to the floor, finishing her off by punching the stake through her chest and nailing her to the roof. With the crowd practically singing your praises, you let them know how you tended to Sammy, made sure she was alright, and got her the care she needed before being invited to the party as thanks. As the werewolves begin to break into song, someone slow-claps rather loudly from the stairs.

“Well done!”

You look over at Mark, looking smug as he applauds 'ironically', stepping closer slowly. Some of the Wolfe clan werewolves keep themselves between you and him, and he moves only as close as the crowd will allow.

“You have my thanks for protecting Sammy. It's good to know that there are humans that can be counted upon in times of need.”

The crowd is uneasy, and whatever you say next better be good.

>Well yeah, of course I'd protect her. I mean, she's my girlfriend.
>I didn't do it for you. Sammy is my friend, and like any werewolf here, I watch out for my friends
>That's me, Mr. Reliable. Got any other vampire problems you need taking care of?
>I was just in the right place at the right time. No big deal.
>Other (write-in)

>>43761530
It's 4chan, not English class. I won't fault you for misreading something, sometimes I'm not super clear. This is all off the top of my head, so sometimes I make mistakes. I'll do what I can to clear things up though.

>>43761565
>>I didn't do it for you. Sammy is my friend, and like any werewolf here, I watch out for my friends
Imply we might be more than friends but don't outright say it. Still need her word on this. Just lay the groundwork.

>>43761565
>I didn't do it for you. Sammy is my friend, and like any werewolf here, I watch out for my friends

>>43761565
>Other (write-in) "It was my pleasure to help someone who needed to break free from her unwilling commitment. Freedom's important to me, and to her and all werewolves, I think"

>>43761645
lol,
pretty on the nose there, if we can work it in alongside the "i didnt do it for you" Im all for it.

>>43761565
this
>>43761618

>>43761565
>>43761618
maybe this with a side of "Anyway, I didn't catch your name. Who are you?"
We're going to sweep this into a creepy frienemy yet, just you watch. We're THE BEST at bullshit.

Schmooze roll, +1

Let's see just how tactfully you can wave this guys aside while ensuring you can't be touched.

>>43761770
>Write in thoughts: Bitch I could fucking snap your red rocket like a twig

Rolled 15 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43761770
inb4 he tries to rip our intestines out.

Rolled 15 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43761770

>>43761645
This is good,

It's just enough of being a smart ass to push him back a little

Rolled 13 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43761790

>>43761825
Gotta get them subtle digs in, anon

>>43761820
>>43761824
>>43761828

So when are we leveling our Schmooze?

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>43761867
how about i do a subtle dig in your ass

Rolled 8 (1d20)

Look at my nat [1] anons

You smile at Mark and motion for the crowd to set you down, steadying yourself.

“Thank me if you like, but I did it for Sammy. She's my friend, a close companion, and she needed my help. I think any werewolf here would have done the same if they had the chance, it's part of sharing a bond and being part of a pack. Besides that though, it was my pleasure to help her escape her unwilling commitment. Freedom is important to me, and as far as I've seen, to werewolves too. I don't think anyone deserves being chained to someone else if they don't want to be.”

There's a soft murmur among the Wolfe clan, mainly muffled laughter and a few people asking other werewolves if you know who Mark is. Mark steps forward slowly, eyes narrowing, his smile unwavering, shrugging his way past a few of the people in his way. It's like he's trying to intimidate you, but maybe you've just had too many beers. Yeah, that's probably it. If you didn't have so much liquid courage inside you, you'd probably be pissing yourself right about now.

“How noble. Well, as I said, you have my thanks. Though you're pretty daring if you want to speak about what werewolves value.”

You nod slightly.

“Is that so? I'm just going by what I've seen, I could be wrong. So, what do werewolves value?”

Mark steps within arms reach of you.

“One thing, and one thing only. The pack. It doesn't matter if you're free or not, only that the pack carries on. The common good, as they say, no matter what suffering you have to endure. And while I appreciate your efforts, Sammy is to be my bride, and I don't want her around pathetic humans like yourself. Kindly make yourself scarce from her life after this party.”

Your phone buzzes gently in your pocket. Sammy might have just gotten done speaking with her mother about whatever they were discussing, and they could arrive any second. The crowd has your back, but you know they might just fold when Jennifer shows up.

>Do or die, stake your claim
>Tell him you're not part of his pack, and you don't have to listen to him
>Challenge him for the right to stay in her life
>Back down, tell him you're just here to have a good time
>Other (write-in)

>>43762000
>She's not married to you yet, and I don't see how you can decide who she is friends with? What are you scared? The big bad belligerent werewolf trying to scare off a little old human from what he sees as his property? She isn't a slave Mark so it isn't your call.

>>43762000
>Tell him you're not part of his pack, and you don't have to listen to him

>>43762000
>Tell him you're not part of his pack, and you don't have to listen to him.

>>43762000
>Tell him you're not part of his pack, and you don't have to listen to him

"From what i hear, thats a rather one sided affection there"

Buy time, let him talk.
Frankly hes going against the party goers grain and will hang himself socially provided we give him the rope for it.

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>>43762000
>>Tell him you're not part of his pack, and you don't have to listen to him
ROW ROW!

>>43762000
>pretty big talk coming from a Bipedal chihuahua, All bark, no bite

>>43762048
This.
Piss that fucker off, we've got the parkour skills to run away from him.

>>43762000
>Tell him you're not part of his pack
"And last I checked, she's not either. So she can decide what she wants after tonight."

>>43762138
hopefully

Speed roll plus Dodge, +3

Rolled 20 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>43762194

Rolled 14 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>43762194

Rolled 5 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>43762194

Rolled 17 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>43762194
17+ for crit

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>>43762201
Thank you for giving me a roll when it possible counts Cult of dice rolls

Rolled 20 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>43762194

>>43762209
>>43762228
I hate the both of you.

>>43762242
Eh, my good rolls are sucked to HMQ whenever its running im sorry to say.

>>43762235
whoops thats not my roll
>>43762209
eh.

>>43762209
>>43762228
if you two had waited we could gotten these
>>43762229
>>43762238

>>43762264
And if we had rolled high you would not be complaining.

The dice gods giveth and the dice gods taketh away.

>>43762305
You didn't though, because you're bad at dice.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>43762305
And thus is their will

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>>43762264
it's a 14 atleast it's not on the lower side of the roll spectrum anyway

I almost want to ask if we could get an exception.
Literally half of the replies were confirmed crits.
That said that sounds like a slippery slope so meh.
Good try Oliver.

>>43762325
20 confirms the dice gods are in witness.
Let the rolls be good.
Sacrafice your goats now.

>>43762342
Well the good news is, we dodged it, maybe not handily so and made him look like a chump, but we managed to dodge what is likely a half-assed attempt to disembowel us.

>>43762333
Dumbass we still get the 20, it's just not a crit.

>A 20 on the die is a crit threat, and if either of the other two rolls is 20 or higher after mods, it's a critical.

Read the rules. I'm just salty cause my 17 for crit confirmation was was 2 seconds slower than that fucking 5

>>43762342
I've given exceptions before for suitable reasons. You guys got a bunch of 20s, I'll give it to you.

I was planning to anyway.

>>43762373
Might work better in our favour.
A fail attack might be laughed off, but a near miss is srs beans and a negative impact on him and his family, considering how he is treating an important guest at not even his familys place.

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>>43762382
roll faster niggy

>>43762391
YES! Is this the part we find out we're actually a Dhampir cause Mom was a full vamp before she gave birth to us?

>>43762391
And we were drunk anyway right?

you're not as spry when your shitfaced surprised you didn't take off some points just cause of how drunk we were

>>43762406
>tfw he tries to kill us and we trip him

Oh god, his salt would threaten to absorb the oceans.

>>43762414
Roll results are time-based.

You look him dead in the eye and smile. He moved close enough to strike you in a moment of anger, and while you're probably going to regret this in the morning, you figure you'll make it out alive with so many Wolfe's around.

“I'm not part of your pack. If anything, I'd want to be a Wolfe. They care about each other, they're a clan worthy of my deepest respect. So long story short, unless you plan to gut me like a trout, I won't be ordered around by the likes of you. You're welcome to take a swing at me. And... You know, come to think of it, she's not part of your pack anyway. So she can decide what she likes. You said 'going to be', right? So she's not yet. In fact-”

The punch isn't as quick as you expected it to be, but the alcohol in your veins slows your reaction. Still, you manage to avoid his fist with a single fluid motion, dipping around him.

“-if you're going to punch a guest of honor at a party at another clan, are you going to beat her if she ever disagrees with you once she's yours?”

Mark moves to take another swing at you, and you can see him start to shift, his clothes straining at the seams and his eyes turning to a pale gold. The next blow is quicker, but you're in your stance this time, and you move under and past him once again. You move your hands behind your back, as if to remind everyone you're not taking any swings at him. When he lunges at you with his claws one of the Wolfe's steps in and grapples with him, holding him back.

“You wretched little-!”

>>43762456
In this case I feel like the muscle relaxation is working in our favor. We just kinda barely even move out of the way or something and he wiffs a haymaker into landing face first on our beer collection.
Hopefully. plus or minus some help from the edge of our shoe, which we totally didn't leave in the way on purpose.

There's a sudden loud click, and everyone freezes. You follow the sound and spot a woman who looks like an older Sammy, if you drained every ounce of joy out of her and turned her hair platinum blonde, on the second floor landing. The sound was her stamping her heel down firmly, but the noise echoed throughout the room. Mark returns to human form completely and yanks himself away from the Wolfe restraining him, glaring at you as he steps back a few paces. Sammy pokes her head around the corner and looks at you nervously.

“Can anyone tell me what happened here?”

As she starts to descend the stairs Mark brushes himself off and points a finger at you.

“This human insulted me, so I-”

Jennifer stamps her heel again and Mark falls silent.

“Anyone besides the two bickering pups?”

Stephen emerges from the crowd and moves to the bottom of the stairs.

“Oliver, the boy that saved Samantha, was recounting his tale when Mark interrupted. They traded some barbs and Mark took a swing at Oliver. Oliver didn't lift a finger to defend himself, he simply moved out of the way.”

Jennifer gives him an icy stare as she reaches the bottom of the steps.

“Is that a fact?”

She looks at Mark for a moment and shakes her head briefly.

“I'll be reporting to your family what happened here tonight. You asked to attend, you weren't offered an invitation. And this is how you treat a guest in my home? Run along, Mark. Perhaps we must renegotiate a little further.”

Mark doesn't say anything, he just glares at you and pushes his way through the crowd. Jennifer approaches you slowly, the crowd parting around you.

“Oliver, was it? You have the thanks of the Wolfe family for your assistance. We do not take our debts lightly. Is there something you seek?”

>I'd like to be part of your clan, if I can. An honorary werewolf, not a full one. I'd hate to risk losing control and spoiling the party.
>I'd like Sammy. I have a claim, right? I'd like to put my hat in the ring.
>I don't need anything in particular, I did it for Sammy. Your gratitude is a precious gift, but the real reward is her friendship.
>Can I bank the favor for later? I'm a bit drunk, I'd be making a fool of myself. I don't want to insult your offer.
>Other (write-in)

>>43762514
>Can I bank the favor for later? I'm a bit drunk, I'd be making a fool of myself. I don't want to insult your offer.

Modesty, and honesty, leads the way to respect.

>>43762514
>>Other (write-in)
Spaghetti time? Spaghetti time!

>>43762514
>>I don't need anything in particular, I did it for Sammy. Your gratitude is a precious gift, but the real reward is her friendship.

>>43762514
>Can I bank that?
Say long enough for us to check our phone and talk to Sammy maybe.

>>43762514
>>Can I bank the favor for later? I'm a bit drunk, I'd be making a fool of myself. I don't want to insult your offer.

>>43762514
>Can I bank the favor for later? I'm a bit drunk, I'd be making a fool of myself. I don't want to insult your offer.
Also, DON'T FUCKING CHECK OUR PHONE IN FRONT OF HER, ARE YOU DUMB??!

>>43762591
I didn't mean in front of her anon.

>>43762514
>Bank it

>>43762514
Fuck it.
>I'd like Sammy. Deal?
She's got all this social pressure from the other wolves at the moment. Seems a shame not to capitalize.

Smarts plus Perception, +1

Rolled 9 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43762664

Rolled 19 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43762664
Welp, nat 1.

>>43762688
But is it the crit though.

Rolled 14 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43762664
nat 20

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>>43762514
>Can I bank the favor for later? I'm a bit drunk, I'd be making a fool of myself. I don't want to insult your offer.


And still drunked we just dodge a werewolf attack not once but twice. Dam are we really human?

Rolled 20 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43762664

Rolled 9 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>43762664

>>43762706
>>43762695
>>43762694
Oh fucking hell.

The dice are out of control tonight.

>>43762697
We don't even come from a regular human back ground so even then not really

>>43762706
Dayum...

>>43762706
i think we just crit guys...

>>43762736
Learn to count.

>>43762736
The 20 wasn't in the first three rolls. However, I will tell you this:

You know this is a test. She's trying to work out if you're greedy or whether you think what you've done has no value. Telling her you want to bank the gift might be the worst possible thing to tell her, since it means you don't think it has any urgency whatsoever.

Choose carefully.

>>43762764
>I'd like to be part of your clan, if I can. An honorary werewolf, not a full one. I'd hate to risk losing control and spoiling the party.

>>43762764
>Telling her you want to bank the gift might be the worst possible thing to tell her, since it means you don't think it has any urgency whatsoever.
oh shit

>>43762514
>>I'd like Sammy. I have a claim, right? I'd like to put my hat in the ring.
BOLD AND BRASH

Changing my vote from>>43762697 to this one:

>I'd like to be part of your clan, if I can. An honorary werewolf, not a full one. I'd hate to risk losing control and spoiling the party.

>>43762764
I assume this means revote from your post because, well, yeah.

>>43762764
Would have been nice to know before we all voted.

One of those votes should shift from bank to either precious gift or honourary reward.

Would rather talk to sammy before we delcair intention to marry her.

>>43762827
Basically, yeah

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>43762807
We are drunk so, it makes sense.

>>43762842
Ah
>>43762830

ok:
>>43762764

>I'd like to be part of your clan, if I can. An honorary werewolf, not a full one. I'd hate to risk losing control and spoiling the party.

>>43762846
Yeah the dice gods didn't like it.

>>43762764
I want you to give Sammy a choice in who she marries and to stop pressuring her

>>43762830
I had thought the post asking for the roll had gone through and started typing some stuff up, then came back to find it hadn't sent. My bad.

>>43762764
oh come on
>>43762625
Ill just change it to get sammy

>>43762867
Shit happens, least you give a revote so its all cool.

>>43762764
>>I don't need anything in particular, I did it for Sammy. Your gratitude is a precious gift, but the real reward is her friendship.
Going with this then. It's not that it doesn't have value. It's that exploiting things we do for friends is wrong. And she's probably our best friend at the moment.

>>43762867
You are forgiven...this time.

>>43762892
Not wanting to be part of the family. Brobe a honorary wolfe is awesome. And it clear the way for us to marry Sammy on the long run since we won't be of other pack.

>>43762936
We can come back to that later maybe, Sammy was the reason we did it in the first place. Sort of. Best not to lie.

You bow your head slightly.

“I'm an orphan. My only family is dead. Here, among these people, I've found warmth and friendliness. Maybe it's asking a lot, but I'd like the chance to become an honorary member of your clan. Whatever it takes.”

Jennifer regards you for a few moments, her expression almost unreadable, before she turns and heads for the stairs.

“Amusing. I'll give you your chance. The full moon approaches. From that night until the next full moon you must impress me. If you can do that, I will accept you as part of our pack. You are free to use whatever means you like. Kill another vampire for us, perhaps, or assist us in negotiations with another werewolf clan.”

When she reaches the top of the stairs she looks at Sammy for a moment, before turning slightly to look down at you.

“If you are found to be lacking then the things you have earned for rescuing Sammy will be taken away. That is the gamble you must make. All or nothing.”

She walks away, and as the clatter of her heels fades to silence the crowd begins to cheer even louder. Sammy hurries down the stairs with a smile, pushing her way over to you and hugging you.

“That was... You didn't lose your cool at all!”

Marie moves in to Sammy's side and smirks a bit.

“Of course not, cousin. I think Oliver here is a bit too clear-headed for that, right?”

>Enough talk, let's party!
>Sammy, mind if we catch up really quick?
>Other (write-in)

>>43762980
>Sammy, mind if we catch up really quick?

>>43762980
>Sammy, mind if we catch up really quick?

>Clear headed my arse, just drilled by my Dad to be fast on my feet. Just wish he'd heeded his own words.

>>43762980
>>Enough talk, let's party!

>>To Sammy: "We have shit to talk about when I'm sober."

>>43762980
>Sammy, mind if we catch up really quick?

>>43762980
"What, me? Clear-headed right now? You know I'm like five beers in right?"
>laugh it off a bit
>catch up with Sammy

>>43762980
>>Sammy, mind if we catch up really quick?

>>43762980
>Sammy, Every seen a trouser snake

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>>43763011
+1

You smile at Sammy.

“Mind if we catch up really quick?”

You turn to the crowd.

“You guys get this party going without me, alright? I'll be right back, I just wanna ask Sammy something.”

Someone towards the back shouts at the top of their lungs.

“Just kiss her, ya dumb bastard!”

Several people start laughing, and Sammy turns bright red. You gently grab her by the wrist and head for the patio.

“Maybe some other time. I'm not drunk enough to blame it on the alcohol yet, and I'm not gonna embarrass her like that. Yet.”

As you lead Sammy to the patio the crowd is cheering and laughing, and you close the door and move out of view of the people inside. Sammy is scarlet and shaking slightly. Maybe that teasing was a little too much for her. Hopefully she can tell you're tipsy.

“So, Sammy... I have something I need to ask...”

>I've got a claim on you, want me to use it to get you away from Mark?
>What do you think of me?
>What happened with your mom? Everything alright?
>Other (write-in)

>>43763129
>I've got a claim on you, want me to use it to get you away from Mark?
>What happened with your mom? Everything alright?
Little of column A, little of column B

Maybe sneak in some way to get her talking about the other one so order it in such a fashion that it leads her there.

>>43763129
>What happened with your mom? Everything alright?
>>What do you think of me?
>I've got a claim on you, want me to use it to get you away from Mark?
in this order.