Voting time increased.

>Find the gang

>>45099917
Seconded

>>45099473

You decide to find your friends and see what they're up to. You walk down the hallway to see them chatting among each other.

"So, I said, 'Lady, either you show me a good time, or I'll show myself out of here.'" Echerson brags to Lamont and Kline.

"And that's how you got a date with the bartender's daughter?" Kline snickers.

"Yup. Of course, her dad wasn't happy about me fooling around with his little flower, so I bailed." Echerson sighed. "Crazy bastard."

"Fathers do tend to be protective of their children." Lamont states.

"You mean daugthers. They don't go after girls when they do that kind of shit with their sons." Echerson snorts.

"What about mothers?" Kline asks.

"Well, mothers are a different story." the Berseker shrugs.

>"Speaking of moms..."
>"Sorry to interrupt..."
>"Moms are tough."

>>45100105
>"Sorry to interrupt..."

>>45100105
"Sorry to interrupt, guys, but I think we've got to meet with the royal family soon, so be on your best behavior." you say.

"When aren't we ever?" Kline says with a smug tone.

"Just don't fuck up." You say as you head down the stairs and see a raven-haired maid with... large assets coming towards you.

"Ah, you're dressed, good. Now please come with me to the dining room." she says. You then follow her to what has to be the grandest looking room you have ever seen. The castle's dinning room makes the Salzberg's dinning room look meager in comparison.

"My gods." You whisper as the maid leads you to your seat.

"I hope you find the upcoming cuisine to your liking, sir." The maid smiles at you.

"Um, thanks." You mumble as you gulp. Damn. This just got awkward now.

What do you say?

>"Do you live here?"
>"So, what was your previous job?"
>"Are you off on the evenings?"

>>45100760
>"Are you off on the evenings?"

>>45100760
>"Are you off on the evenings?"

>>45100760
"So, do you just work the day shift?" You ask.

The maid raises an eyebrow. "Are you asking me out on a date, sir?"

"...Maybe." You slyly say.

The maid then giggles and leans over towards your ear and whispers, "I'll be waiting at the Golden Stag at midnight. Don't be late."

Your heart is racing as she basically said yes to you. Gods be praised! You got yourself a girl!

The gang then comes into the dining room, looking around like they've seen something wonderful.

"Gods damn." Echerson snorts. "Better than the guild hall."

"It's amazing." Lamont whispers.

"And look at the table and silverware. Fancy dining, indeed." Kline whistles.

You cannot believe you're thinking this, but you wish Maria was here.

Later, Maria and Eihan join the table as all of you await the arrival of the king and his family. You see Princess Aleste emerge from the door from the side and head towards her seat on the far end.

What do you do?

>Catch Aleste's attention.
>Pester Maria.
>Chat with Eihan.

>>45101077
>Chat with Eihan.

>>45101077
"So, how's life at the guild here?" You ask Eihan.

"Well, it's pretty good. The mates are having a good time with their missions, and I get to travel to places I never been before." Eihan sighs.

"Really?" You ask.

"Of course, mate. Hell, I even got to see one of those desert amazons. Those ladies were right exotic, let me tell you..."

You quickly glance to see two red-headed women head towards the table and see one of them sit near Aleste, and the other sits beside you.

Wait, what?

"And I swear, they're nothing like the books described them." Eihan stops and looks at you. "You listening, mate?"

"Yeah, yeah. Go on." You assure him.

"Yes, please, do go on. Don't mind me." The redheaded woman lets out a soft yawn.

>"Thank you, Princess...?"
>"May I have your name?"
>"I thought royalty had special seats?"

>>45101279
Thank you princess.

>>45101279
"Thank you, Princess... um..."

"Aisha."

"Yes, yes. Thank you." You nod and turn to Eihan, who is happy to regale you with more tales about desert babes- er, amazons.

Soon, you see the rest of the royal family enter the dining room and seat themselves.

"My friends, you must be famished." The king stands up and looks at you all. "But do not fear. I have come prepared." He claps his hands, and soldiers enter, carrying trays of food from various countries.

"These people know how to live," Eihan whispers to you.

"Yeah." You nod.

Aisha just gives you a look as she lets out a bored sigh.

"What is that?" Kline points to a brown-colored soup with green spots.

"Crestleaf soup." Maria states, rolling her eyes.

The dishes are placed in front of your group, you taking a plate of pasta and digging into it. By the gods, it was better than eating guild food. You just had to know the recipe for this.

"I see you're making yourself at home." Aisha says dryly.

>"My apologies, your highness."
>"I got carried away."
>"Is something the matter?"

>>45101727
Is something the matter.

>>45101727
"Is something wrong, my lady?" You ask.

"No, nothing..." Aisha sighs. "I just wish I was out exploring the town instead of spending time with my siblings. I bet they're not happy spending time with each other."

Wow. Who knew that Frendan royalty walked on the wild side of things?

"How can I help with your problem?" You offer.

"Hmm... Do you think you can convince your clerical friend over there to... spend time with me?" Aisha points to Lamont.

"Lamont? Hmm, I will have to see about that..." You murmur. "But rest assured, Lamont is a good person to be around."

"I hope." Aisha sighs.

As you all manage to finish off your plates, you let out a content sigh as you look at the king and queen, who are talking to each other. Meanwhile, three of the royal brothers are talking to each other, and the eldest sister is looking at the grandfather clock in the middle of the dining room. Maria is talking to the fourth royal brother with a smile on her face.

>Talk to Kline.
>Pester Maria.
>Talk to the eldest sister.

>>45102123
Pester Maria.

>>45102123
"Hey, little miss noble britches." You whisper at Maria, who shoots you a glare as she quickly turns to the youngest brother and apologizes.

Maria. Not even once. Someone must've died and made her queen bitch.

"Maria!" You hiss at her.

"What is it?!" she whisper-growls at you.

"Who's the kid?" You ask.

"He's not a kid! That's Prince Dillard!" She snarls back.

"Ok, just wanted to know, that's all!" You whisper. Maria quickly resumes conversing with Dillard as if nothing happened.

The king rises from his chair and claps his hands. "Everyone, we must go tend to some important business. Feel free to converse among yourselves." He and the queen then leave the room as the royal siblings and your group rise from their seats.

"So, what now?" Kline asks you.

>"Gonna talk to Lamont."
>"Wait a while for my date."
>"Hell if I know."

Voting time extended.

Should've made a quest with a better premise.

>>45102410
I don't see anything wrong with your quest.

>>45102328
>"Gonna talk to Lamont."

>>45102410
Sorry man I'm at work, can only lurk

>>45102328
>>"Gonna talk to Lamont."
Quest isn't bad

>>45102328
"I'm going to talk to Lamont." You say.

"What for?" Kline asks.

"About some stuff. Romance shit." What the hell was coming out of your mouth?! Romance?!

"...Ok." Kline then walks over towards Aleste, leaving you to go to the young Cleric. "Yo, Lamont! I gotta talk to ya."

"What about?" Lamont asks.

"The princess wants to know if you're interested in a walk with her." You ask.

"M-Me? W-What for?" He stammers wildly.

"I don't know, but it's not a good idea to keep a lady waiting. So, calm down and man up." You pat him on the shoulder. "And be yourself."

"I-I'll try, Cilus." Lamont nods as he makes his way over towards Aisha, who has a smile on her face. You wonder what kind of smile was it.

Ah, it's probably nothing.

You glance out the window, looking at the night sky. Time really flies, huh?

You then make your way to your room and start to change out of your suit and into your comfy clothes, enjoying the familiar feel on your skin.

You then quickly make your way to the front door of the castle, the guards opening the gates and letting you pass into the town.

Now, what was the name of the place again...?

>The Silver Monkey
>The Bronze Kneecap
>The Golden Stag

>>45102659
>>The Golden Stag

>>45102659
Yeah, the Golden Stag, that's it. You make your way towards the sign of a stag on top of a bar. Loud noises can be heard inside.

...She wanted to meet you in a place like this?! Gods help you.

You enter the tavern and you see scantily-clad woman dance in a way that would make Maria scream bloody murder. Men are howling like wild dogs and hoist their frothy beer mugs in the air.

Krieg would love a place like this. You may be a fan of the female form, but this is way too rich for your blood. You quickly make your way towards the back, thankfully no one is taking notice of your presence right now.

As you step into the alleyway, you see a lone figure sitting on a barrel.

"I didn't think you'd actually come. I'd thought you'd be hooked onto those dancers inside." You recognize that voice as the busty maid from before.

>"Do you work in the bar?"
>You're not just an ordinary maid, are you?"
>"I'm no pervert, just a lover."

>>45102823
>>You're not just an ordinary maid, are you?"

>>45102823
"Are you even a maid?" You ask.

"Depends," She states.

"Lemme guess, you're some kind of foreign spy, or some master assassin." You reply.

The 'maid' enters the light coming from the doorway, showing off her skimpy outfit, which consisted of short shorts and a large belt strap covering her chest.

"No, just an ordinary thief." She smiles at you.

"Damn." You blurt out.

"I bet you say that to all the girls," She teases as she crosses her arms over her big chest. "Then again, I'm not most girls."

"I'll say. What are you doing here?" You ask.

"I'm here to get some royal goodies from the royal vault." She causally says.

>"You do realize I gotta stop you."
>"That's your idea of a date?"
>"You'd make a better dancer in the bar."

>>45103067
>"That's your idea of a date?"

Dry tone, raised eyebrow and all.

I mean of course we're gonna stop her, but no use in saying that to her face.

>>45103067
"Is that your idea of a date? Because it's not funny." You frown, hating the idea of being played.

"Never said it was." The female thief smirks.

"You do realize you'll be on their shit list, right?" You say.

"Are you kidding me? This kingdom is practically like back home! The king's a freaking workaholic, and his kids aren't any better, considering I saw one of them fuck a tailor in his shop." She grins. Looks like the rumors you heard from your friends are true, according to her.

"I don't care. I'm still not gonna let you rob them. It's wrong." You state firmly.

"What, you think you can stop the great Annabelle from robbing those fat royal cats?" The raven-haired bombshell walks towards you, her chest bouncing with each step.

If you were any normal man, you'd be blinded by her beauty. But you're not a normal man. "I'm from the guild, baby. And I'm a pro."

"Really?" Annabelle leans into your face very closely. Why is she getting so damn close to you? "Well, Mr. Pro. What are you going to do about this?"

Her lips crash into yours, sending your brain on overdrive as a strange feeling enters your mind. Was it... love? No, wait, it's not that...

Your eyes grow blurry as Annabelle pulls away from you. "What... did you do...to me?" You gasp.

"Thank the gods for drugged lip balm." The female thief grins. "Don't worry, you'll be too busy napping to be a killjoy. Sweet dreams." Her cheery voice is the last thing you hear before you enter the darkness.

(cont)

>>45103511
You are Echerson Rald, and you are lying on your bed, relaxing. Ever since the missing princess nonsense, you haven't had a chance to sleep in a comfy bed. And this is a comfy bed.

You wonder whatever happened to Cilus when he left the castle. Girls, maybe? You weren't interested in a romantic relationship with them. Thank the gods for that.

"Echerson?" Kline's voice rings out.

"Come in." you grunt.

Kline enters the room and looks at you. "Have you seen Cilus? He hasn't come back lately."

"Probably out on his date. This must be the 13th time he's done this." You say.

"13th, huh?" Kline states. "That's a bad number."

"Yeah, it is. Shit's gonna go down soon. Just stay on your toes." You say in a cautious tone.

"Ok, thanks, Echerson." Kline then leaves you to your thoughts.

You hope to the gods you were wrong about the feeling in your gut.

What do you do?

>Open a window.
>Go to sleep.
>Drink something.

>>45103634
>Open a window

>>45103634
Gods, it was hot as hell in here. You get up from the bed and head over to the window. Next mission, you were going somewhere more cool.

You open the window and come face to face with a busty dark-haired girl, who stares at you.

"Hello," She replies.

"...Hey." You snort.

"Um, look, I can explain everything, so if you can just let me- HA!" The girl tackles you to the floor, but you quickly push her off as you lunge towards the door. She manages to hop on your back and cover your eyes, blinding you.

Fucking bitch.

"Get the hell off me!" You shout.

"Not happening, sweetheart!" She says in a sing-song tone.

"KLINE!" You roar out, trying to shake her off. "GET YOUR ASS IN HERE!"

The girl then wraps her arms around your neck, putting pressure on it. "Shh... just go to sleep..." She whispers to you.

The bitch is trying to fucking kill you! Gods above!

"Kline...!" You growl out, your eyes scanning for something on a nearby table to get her off of you.

>Grab the book.
>Grab the knife.
>Grab the bottle.

>>45104153
>Grab the bottle.

>>45104153
>>Grab the bottle.

Classic.

>>45104153
The crazy girl on your back strangling you is making things difficult, but you manage to grab an empty bottle and swing it onto the side of the girl's head, causing her to cry out as it shatters from the impact.

"Fuck!" she screams as she falls onto the floor, holding her head. You quickly grab the sheets and use them as a makeshift rope to bind her.

"There." You grunt as the girl tries to free herself, but to no avail. "You're not getting out of this."

"You haven't won yet!" The girl screams defiantly. "I'm a master thief!"

"Bull and shit." You growl. "What kind of thief uses brute force to get into the castle?"

"The awesome kind," The girl snaps. "It's not my fault you can't grasp my skills."

"What skills, learning how to please old men for their money?" You cackle, enjoying the pissed look on the girl's face.

"Ooh, you're so lucky I don't kill people! I'd stab your little boys and your big boy will never rise again!" She hisses at you.

"Well, shit happens. I'm gone, and you're done. See you in prison." You move towards the door and...

Wait a minute. Something doesn't feel right.

Your vision suddenly goes blurry as the doorknob splits into two.

"The...ffffuck...?" You slur out.

"I forgot to mention, stuuuud." The girl's smiling face contorts into a nightmarish visage in your eyes. "I had my hands coated in a hallucination drug, just in case..."

"Youuuu bittttssssh..." You spit out drunkenly. "I'm gooona keel ewweeee..."

"Don't feel too bad, stud. It'll wear off soon." The girl leans down to your face and plants a kiss onto your cheek. "See you soon."

She opens the door and leaves the room, closing it behind her.

You let out a cry as the shadows above leap down upon you, engulfing you.

>To be continued.

Sorry it wasn't much of a thread. Thanks for playing, though.

>>45104385
A few words of advice.
Get the quest back on track with the original MC and devise a proper skill system for combat and the like and no "spining attack" doesn't count unless we're using sabres for a dervish and we haven't used it even once...
Give us combat encounters but not too much.
Otherwise keep the light-hearted attitude of the quest.
Let's play as Kline doing basic quest making his way up the ranks.