>>45165080
>>"I think it's time you gave up."

>>45165080
"I think it's high time you surrendered." You say to Annabelle.

"What makes you think I'll give in?" She sneers at you cockily. "I may be surrounded, but I still have tricks!"

"What, you'll kiss us all?" A bitter laugh escapes from you. "You may look sweet, but you're really nasty on the inside."

"That's enough talk. You're coming with us." One of the guards growls.

"That's no way to talk to a lady." Annabelle sniffs.

>"You're no lady."
>"I've seen better ladies."
>"Forgive me, your royal thiefness"

>>45165311
>"I've seen better ladies."

>>45165311
"I've met pretty ladies, and you are not one of them." you grin.

Annabelle glowers, then hurls a ball at you and the guards, smoke erupting from it. Damn smoke bombs.

But your battle senses were heightened enough to see a fleeing thief girl run up the stairs. You quickly give chase, not wanting to lose her.

"You're persistent, you know that?! Ladies don't like that in a man!" Annabelle shouts. You ignore her as you keep on with the chase. She was not going to get away with making you a fool.

As you turn around the corner, you feel something soft smash into your face. This feels kind of familiar- Oh.

Annabelle shoves you down to the ground and pins you. "Got you! Not so tough with your backup, huh?"

>Try to shake her off.
>Distract her.
>Yell for help.

>>45165586
>>Distract her.
Look, behind you!

>>45165586
"I think you wanna take a look behind you," you state. "I just saw a gold statue."

"Where?!" Annabelle turns around, as you quickly take advantage of the situation and shove her off and pin her down. "You bastard!"

"All's fair in love and war, baby." You grin, then narrow your eyes at her. "Now, you're gonna tell what you've been doing up in here."

"I was stealing things, of course!" She snaps. "Until I ran into that sword-wielding asshat, ran around and walked into a royal sex session with one of the princesses and some wimpy kid, then I met some crazy noble bitch who likes flaunting her expensive undies, and that stud that I drugged! Also, I think one of the princes has a maid fetish!" The thief rants.

"...Wait, stud? You mean Echerson?" You ask. your grip tightening on her arms. "What the hell did you do to him?"

"I just gave him a hallucinatory drug! He should be fine!" Annabelle protests!"

"He'd better, or your ass is grass." You warn.

"Ugh, can't someone give me a break tonight?" The raven-haired girl complains. You're really tempted to give her what she wants.

>Knock her out.
>Make her walk to Echerson's room at knifepoint.
>Call out for the guards.

>>45165859
>>Make her walk to Echerson's room at knifepoint.
Let's check.

>>45165859
Knock her ass out before she does something else.

>>45165859
Knock her out. It's not worth the trouble.

>>45165859
You sigh. You hated to do this, but it was the only way.

"Good night and sweet dreams," You raise your fist and land a clear hit on Annabelle's head, knocking the poor girl out. You get up and began searching through her pockets, finding coins and some of her tools. Damn, she came prepared.

You then hoist her unconscious form onto your shoulder and walk towards Echerson's room. As you enter the room, you see your friend and Maria... on top of each other.

"There you are! Get him off of me!" The cleric barks at you.

"I got her, daddy! I got the witch!" Echerson screams out.

>"...Sorry to bother you two. Carry on."
>"I don't get paid enough for this."
>"...I don't even want to know."

>>45166381
>"I don't get paid enough for this."
Get him off before her patience wears thin...er and she does to him what she did to Hershel.

>>45166381
>>"I don't get paid enough for this."

>>45166381
"I really don't get paid enough for this shit." You groan as you try to pry Echerson off of the screaming blonde.

"C'mon, buddy, it's all right." You soothe your Berserker friend. "Look at me. It's me, Cilus. Do you know me?"

"Ugh... Argh.... Ci..lus?" Echerson moans, holding his head. "The fuck... happened?" The drug's effects seem to be fading, thank the gods.

"That girl drugged you." You point to an unconscious Annabelle you placed near the door.

"...That fucking bitch!" Echerson growls, glaring daggers at Annabelle. "I'm gonna-UGH!" He grabs his head again.

"You will do nothing!" Maria shouts, looking something on the floor. "You need to rest!"

"Fuck that! My head my be killing me, but I'm gonna kill her first!" Echerson yells.

>"It's not worth it, man."
>"Attacking a helpless opponent is fucked up, man."
>"...You know what, go for it."

>>45166719
>"Attacking a helpless opponent is fucked up, man."

>>45166719
>"It's not worth it, man."

>>45166747
Nothing morally wrong with beating the shit out of/killing someone who poisoned your ass, only reason we shouldn't is it's probably legally wrong.

>>45166719
>>"Attacking a helpless opponent is fucked up, man."
Also called murder in certain cirles, I am told.

"It's not worth it, man." You shake your head. "Besides, attacking a defenseless opponent is fucked up."

"Fine," Echerson growls. "I'll wait until she wakes up to give her a bitch-slap."

"That won't be necessary," Maria snaps as she grabs a sash and stands up, giving you a good look at her open robe.

"...Didn't know you liked wearing doily panties, grandma." You snicker at Maria.

The blonde cleric turns red from embarrassment and anger. "Not a word to anyone!" She hisses.

"Except for Kline, right?" Echerson whispers into your ear.

>"Yeah, definitely."
>"Maybe later."
>"Not now."

>>45167211
>"Maybe later."
Time and place.

>>45167211
"Maybe later." You whisper back. "Right now, we've got to inform the king and let him know about the thief."

"Fine by me." Echerson replies.

"What are you two talking about?" Maria turns around to face you, having adjusted her robe.

"Nothing, we're just discussing how Kline must've handled our friend here." You gesture to Annabelle."

Maria turns even redder as she glares at the thief. "Her?! She's nothing but common gutter trash! A whore, if I ever saw one!"

"Says the girl wearing fancy underwear." Echerson mumbles.

"You are so lucky you're in pain right now." Maria growls as she casts a healing spell onto Echerson.

"Ok, ok. Who's going to go report this to the king?" You ask.

"I will." Maria states in a dignified tone.

"I'll do it." Echerson grunts.

"Absolutely not!" The blonde stomps her foot. "You will only make a fool of yourself before the king!"

"Like I'd listen to a girl who flashed herself to two gentlemen." The berseker grunts.

What do you do?

>Maria goes.
>Echerson goes.
>You go.

>>45167375
>Maria goes.

>>45167375
We got her.
We go.

>>45167375
>>Maria goes.

>>45167375
"You lecherous-!" Maria starts, but you interrupt her.

"Ok, ok! Maria, you can go." You sigh. "Echerson, I need you to find Kline. I'll stay here with our guest."

"Fine by me." Echerson sighs. He quickly leaves the room as Maria stomps after him, grumbling about commoners.

You then look at Annabelle, who seems to be waking from her slumber. Not good.

>Put her into a closet.
>Tie her up.
>Wrap her up in sheets.

>>45167724
Tie her up.
Putting her in the closet or wrapping her up could end badly; no telling what she could do out of our sight. Best keep her where we can see her.

>>45167724
>Tie her up.

>>45167724
You quickly grab some rope from your knapsack and begin to tie her up while she's still zoned out. There's no way she can escape from this.

You seriously have to remember to stop doing that.

Annabelle opens her eyes and blinks. "Uhhh..." She then looks at you and growls. "You sneaky bastard! How dare you hit a woman?!"

"First off, I didn't want to hurt you. Second, you kinda asked for it. Third, would you really want to wake up to meet my main man Echerson and Maria, the queen bitch who wears old-styled undergarments?"

"...Wait, they're your friends?!" She now realizes that. "What the fuck?!"

"Yeah. We're from a guild." You say with a hint of smugness.

"...Oh, fuck me sideways!" The thief is panicking now. "Oh, god, the boss is gonna kick my ass!"

>"What are you talking about?"
>"He's not the only one."
>"...Did you sniff your own drugs?"

>>45167964
>"You can start talking now, or you can talk when the Inquisitor, which is just a fancy name for torturer, gets a turn with you."

>>45167964
"Ok, start talking. Who the hell is the boss?" You demand.

"He's my employer! He's the one that sends us on missions to rob from the rich and give to the poor and starving!" Annabelle exclaims. "And one of his explicit instructions state that we must never come in contact with members of guilds!"

"Why?" You press on.

"Because if the low-ranked guilds find out about us, it'll reach to the Greater Guilds and they'll come crashing down on us like a hammer on a nail! We're only an organization that wants to help the poor, that's all!" Annabelle looks at you with almost teary eyes. "I swear, I wasn't going to hurt you! Just let me go and you'll never see me again!"

You place your hand upon your chin. It could be a lie, just to throw you off. You look into her eyes again. She isn't blinking and giving you a piercing stare.

Well, fuck.

>Let her go.
>Ask more questions.
>Keep her tied up.

>>45168155
>Ask more questions
then
> Let her go

>>45168155
>Keep her tied up.

>>45168155
>Keep her tied up.

>>45168155
>>Keep her tied up

Yeah, nah, you're a cunt

>>45168155
>> Let her go

>>45168220
>>45168226
>>45168234
What would we do with the tied up thief?
It's not like Warband, we can't sell her into slavery.
Or can we?

>>45168271
We turn her over to the Guard, who, you know, arrest thieves.

>>45168155
You let out a sigh. "I'd like to, baby, but I can't let you go."

"Do you think I'm lying about this?" Annabelle's voice seems to crack when it reaches your ears. "I'm serious!"

"And so am I." You frown. "You committed a crime here, and I intend on letting justice win."

"And I thought you were a special guy." The thief snorts. "But I guess I was wrong."

"Whatever." You shake your head.

"...I have to pee." Annabelle states.

...Damn it. At least you got the door closed.

"Ok, but you better not try anything funny. I'm warning you." You frown as you release her from her binds. In a flash, she knocks you over and dives out the window.

Shit! Damn it, you fell for the world's oldest trick in the book!

You rush over towards the window and see nothing. Damn it to hell, was she just giving you that story to distract you on purpose?

You run out of the room and head down the hallway. Suddenly, you hear a noise at the far right room.

What do you do?

>Investigate the noise.
>Keep going.

>>45168289
>Arresting a self proclaimed female Robin Hood.
No fun.

>>45168370
>not giving us a choice on letting her go to pee or not
Bad DM, bad!

Chase her.

>>45168370
>>Investigate the noise.
I already know what it is

>>45168484
To be fair, she probably was lying about that too.

>>45168370
You stop for a moment, looking at the door where the noise originated from. You could just go on and ignore it, but curiosity wins out.

You slowly move towards it and open it just wide enough to peep inside.

Either she was an unlucky thief, or you were the luckiest bastard alive.

Annabelle was rooting through a bedroom, quickly undressing herself and throwing some clothes onto the bed and putting her recent outfit in a bag.

"Ok, gotta come up with a new plan. Pose as a whiny rich noble's wife? Good, good." She mutters as she begins to put on the same kind of underwear Maria was wearing before, only the color was red.

Now what?

>Keep watching.
>Burst in.
>Whistle.

>>45168636
>>Burst in.

>>45168636
>To be fair, she probably was lying about that too.
I would like to hope most of us would've seen that as obvious and told her to piss herself so what happened wouldn't have happened.

Wait till she's undressing/dressing, then burst in and beat her black and blue. Getting real sick of her shit.

>>45168636
>Burst in while changing.

Huh, I was so sure we were going to find royalty banging.

>>45168636
You shouldn't just barge into a lady's room while she's changing, your mom taught you that, but your mom's no longer with you.

You kick the door open, startling Annabelle, who tries to cover her underwear clad body, but to no avail. "You thought you could get away?" You grin.

"You pervert! Didn't your mother teach you any manners?!" Annabelle points a finger at you.

"Yes, but she's not here. Too bad for you. You gonna come quietly?" You ask.

The thief narrows her eyes as she sighs. "Fine. Can you at least turn around so I can get changed?"

"Not falling for that again." You frown.

"Fine, unless you want me to stand here like this all night." Annabelle huffs. "I doubt your cleric friend would like it."

Damn it... You quickly turn around, hearing the sounds of clothing fall onto the floor. You hate not sneaking a peek at those large melons of hers again.

"I'm done." She says. "You can turn around now." You do so and see a grumpy Annabelle back in her own outfit. "You perv."

"It's not my fault you got the goods to fill out those bras." You smirk.

"Oh, shut up." Annabelle snorts, then gives you a look. "Are you really going to turn me in?"

"No shit." you state.

"Not even if I told you one of the princes is planning an assassination attempt on your city's mayor?" She crosses her arms.

>"...Say what?"
>"This better not be a lie."
>"Whatever."

>>45168960
>"Sorry, done listening to you."

>>45168960
>>"...Say what?"

>>45169001
This

>>45168960
"...Say what?" You raise an eyebrow.

"I'm not kidding. Frendan's prince is planning on killing your hometown's mayor. The reason for that is because he wants revenge for his lover dumping him for the mayor." Annabelle rolls her eyes.

"But that would cause a war between our countries!" You shout. Then you realize something. It would become like the Great War again. Only this time, it was over a girl rather than a winged horse.

"Ok, let's assume you're telling the truth. How do you know this?" You demand.

"I was a maid, I was cleaning up his room when I saw his diary about how he'll find some assassins to do his dirty work. The funny part? There ARE some assassin guilds in this city. The Frendan chapter of the Black Scorpion is one of them."

You freeze upon hearing that name. The Black Scorpion, one of the deadliest organizations that ever walked the earth. Their skills were legendary, even among the other assassin guilds.

"Holy shit," You whisper. "Please tell me he's not gonna..."

"I don't know, but his diary said he met a man in a black cloak in an alley and he would pay handsomely to take care of his rival." Annabelle shakes her head.

You just stand there, wondering what to do.

>Convince Annabelle to help you.
>Find Kline and the gang.
>Ask Annabelle where the prince's room is.

>>45169301
>two votes to tell her to fuck off
>listen to her anyways
CHOO-CHOO!

>>45169301
Ignore her cause she's full of shit.

>>45169301
Just fucking kill her already, christ.

>>45169301
>>Convince Annabelle to help you.

>>45169301
>>Ask Annabelle where the prince's room is.

>>45169301
"Ok, I believe you." You say.

"...Really?" Annabelle asks you suspiciously.

"Just let me go get my things." You grin and slowly leave the room... and make a full run towards Echerson's room.

As you arrive and open the door, you are greeted with frowning faces.

"Hey, guys. I got some great-" You are cut off by an angry Maria getting up in your face.

"You idiot! Why did you let her escape?! You had her!" She screams at you.

"Relax, it's all part of my plan!" You hold up your hands, trying to calm her down.

"...Plan?" Echerson parrots.

"Are you feeling all right, Cilus?" Kline asks you.

"Of course, man! I never felt better in my life! I know where she's at! We can go get her!" You state. One part of your mind says that is a stupid idea and thinks the idea of a legendary band of killers going after your mayor for stealing a jealous prince's lover is stupid, the other part of you is wanting to believe Annabelle.

"C'mon, guys, let's go!" You lead your party towards the room where you left Annabelle in.

You enter the empty room where Annabelle used to be.

Shit.

"...You fool." Maria hisses out.

Damn, damn, damn! That bitch played you again! So stupid!


Echerson walks over to the bed and picks up a note that says, "Dear, tall, dark, and dumb. You seriously need to learn how to read people better. Also, for the stud that's reading this, drop by at Lastier City anytime. I'll be waiting. Toodles!"

"...Now what do we tell the king?" Kline sighs.

"Tell him we've fucked up." You groan.

(Cont)

>>45169871
I'm done.
It's like you did everything you possibly could to not have us send her ass to jail and for her to get away, so I'm getting off this train.

>>45169871
You are now Annabelle Stole, and you have managed to escape justice!

You are leaping over the rooftops of the city, laughing your ass off. "Haha! What a nincompoop! I can't believe he fell for it so easily! I am such a great actress!" You cackle.

Suddenly, you bump into a person clad in black.

"Ow!" You cry out in pain. "Watch where you're going!"

"I apologize," The cloaked figure's voice sounds... feminine? "I was on my way to meet... someone important."

"Hmph. I don't care if you're here to meet the prince himself! Don't get in my way!" You angrily cry. The cloaked figure then goes silent as she moves toward you.

Your heart is beating wildly. "W-What's your problem?!" You back away slowly.

"How did you know what I was meeting with the prince?" The cloaked figure speaks in a cold tone. "Are you a rival assassin? If so..."

The feeling of cold steel sinks into your stomach as the cloaked figure stabs you with a mithril knife and flips back her hood, revealing a blue-haired woman with ruby-red lips.

"I cannot let you live to steal my prey." She hisses as she rips the knife out of your body and shoves you off the roof.

You feel the air rushing across your face as you plummet towards your doom. So, the diary was real, after all...

>To be continued.

Thanks for playing, sorry for long pauses, getting ready for my job in the morning.

>>45169996
Peace, man

Also, something I forgot to mention.

When Annabelle kissed Cilus, she used an enthralling drug that was supposed to make the victim do anything the user said.

Unfortunately, it doesn't work if the victim isn't completely attracted to you, and Cilus ended up being temporary muddled, rendering him unable to make any sound decisions in his state.

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>>45167964
>How dare you hit a woman?!