>>4531257
>"I'm sorry to say this, but..."

>>45312571
>>"The truth is, it ran away from me."

>>45312727
...I'm just going to assume you meant to link to the OP post.

>>45312571
"I'm sorry to say this, but the carbuncle was found dead this morning." You state in your most solemn tone.

Renah's pretty face transforms into a furious glare. "Those idiots! I can't believe they would do such a thing!" She clenches her fists in anger.

"I tried to stop them. I'm sorry." You sigh sadly.

"Damn it..." Renah shakes her head. "I-It's fine. I'll just have to find another one. If I can." The redhead huffs.

"So, can I go now or what?" You say.

"Hey, what's the rush? I'm still curious as to why a boy like you is doing with his life." Renah smiles at you.

>"I'm an adventurer."
>"I'm a farmer's boy."
>"I'm a noble."

>>45312849
>>"I'm an adventurer."
Flex a little

>>45312849
>"I'm a farmer's boy."
She sounds like a conniving, backstabbing bitch who'd use us and throw us away whenever it was most convenient for her. Best get as far from her as possible.

>>45312934
Or, just follow me on this, she's actually really cool and we can be best friends

>>45312948
>"I'm looking for a rare, legendary animal so I can harvest its body parts to maintain my youth and beauty."
Doesn't sound cool to me.

>>45312849
"I'm an adventurer." You say simply. "That used to do some farming work around here."

"That's so quaint." Renah giggles. "I used to be a farmer's daughter myself before I left and became a dancer."

"Really?" You ask, intrigued.

"Yeah, the caravan master helped me realize that a beauty like me shouldn't be trapped in a town out in the sands. And to be honest, I do think I have a nice body." Renah chuckles.

"You sure do. I mean, that's great." You stumble over your words as the dancer laughs at you.

"Gods, you're cute." The redhead tosses her hair back. "Let me ask a question. Are you seeing someone?"

>"Nope."
>..."Yes."
>"I'm not sure..."

>>45313026
>..."Yes."

>>45313026
>>"I'm not sure..."
I see you right now girl

>>45313026
"I'm not sure, but if I were seeing someone, it would be someone like you." You say.

Renah bursts into giggles. "Oh, gods, you are such a charmer! But, seriously, I'm flattered. I was just asking because I heard someone call your name earlier."

"...Oh, her." You sigh. "Yeah, she's a friend of mine. Although I wouldn't go so far to call her on a date."

"Is she that bad?" Renah questions.

"She punched a guy for calling her fat." You state.

"Sounds... testy." The dancer shakes her head.

"You have no idea." You stretch and wonder what time it was. "So, do you live here?"

"I sleep at the inn sometimes, although I do make my home here." Renah says. "I wish I had enough money to go back and visit my parents, though."

"Maybe I can help." You offer.

"That's sweet, but I doubt you have enough gold to pay for my traveling fees." Renah sighs. "Let's just say I owe the caravan master a debt of sorts."

>"What kind of debt?"
>"Did you get into trouble?"
>"I don't want to know."

>>45313301
>>"I don't want to know."
You're cool and all, but I'm not about to get honeypotted

>>45313301
>"Did you get into trouble?"

>>45313301
"I really don't want to know the details, but did you get into trouble of some kind?" You ask.

"You could say that." Renah sighs. "Last time I drink anything strange."

"Ok..." You slowly breathe out. "Do you have any friends here?"

"You mean the boys out there or the girls in the dressing room?" Renah asks. "Because those girls can be sweet, but they get annoying sometimes."

"I see." You stand up and look at Renah. "I've got to go, I need to do something tomorrow."

"Okay, handsome. Sorry to keep you waiting around. I guess I'll see you later, then." Renah winks at you as you leave the back room and head out of the tavern.

Soon, you reach your house and go inside, seeing Maria sitting in a chair, glaring at you.

"It's about time you came back." She growls.

>"Are you still mad?"
>"Sorry isn't good enough, isn't it?"
>"Please don't hurt me."

>>45313626
>>"Are you still mad?"
Sorry babe, kiss and make up?

>>45313626
>"Are you still mad?"

>>45313626
"Are you still mad?" you say.

"Oh, yes. I am mad. Mad that YOU left me in the town square making a fool of myself!" The cleric glares daggers at you.

"Look, Maria. Let's calm down and take a step-" You barely finish your sentence as Maria grabs you and shakes you.

"I will end your life!" The blonde screeches in a rage you thought that was impossible. You can feel the world shaking around you.

"Maria-please-I-think-I'm-going-to-be-sick!" You groan out. Gods, you can feel your stomach doing flip-flops.

"I don't care!" She screams back. "I'm going to make you suffer!" She then grabs your ears and starts tugging on them.

She's finally lost it. Now what are you going to do?

>Beg.
>Try to escape.
>Call for help.

>>45314150
>Beg
Come on, I'll do anything to make it up
Then wink seductively and emphasize the word 'anything'

>>45314150
"Uncle! Uncle!" You cry out.

"There's no uncle here!" Maria shrieks.

"Mercy! I beg of you! Grant me mercy, oh divine beautiful, glorious Maria!" You plead, laying on the praising thick.

The cleric then stops and lets go of your ears. "Go on," She states.

"I am nothing but a worthless commoner, not worthy of standing in your presence. I deserve nothing less than to be within your giant shadow." You say, feeling your gut lurch by saying those words.

Maria holds up her hand. "Enough. I know you're trying to save your skin, but you're not wrong. I'll let you live." She then sighs and heads upstairs.

Thank the gods... You never thought she'd stop. Heading over to a chair, you fall into it and let out a groan. Your ears are still aching from Maria's torment.

Now what?

>Check the kitchen.
>Read a book.
>Head upstairs.

>>45314378
>>Read a book.
We'll have her warmed up, I can feel her breaking

>>45314378
You grab a nearby book off one of the stands and read. It was one of your mother's catalogs for housing interiors. Wonderful.

Who knew that there were so many colors for freaking walls? Gods, this was making you bored. You stand up and head into the kitchen, seeing no one there. Hm, mom must be at the store.

You sigh and head up the stairs and go straight into your room. Then you sit on the bed and yawn. At least you could finally put this Maria business behind you and go back to your usual routine.

(cont)

>>45314498
Meanwhile, at Grandale...

You are Lamont Escher, a C-rank healer, and you are standing at the board for quests. You promised yourself that you would become stronger. But with those A and B-ranked quests, you're not sure on how to do it without the potential risk of death.

You see two people behind you, a Hunter and a Brawler. Who do you talk to?

>The hunter.
>The brawler.

>>45314548
>>The hunter.

>>45314548
You look at the hunter. She looks quite pretty, what with her dark hair and tall figure. Her amber eyes are attracted to the orc attack mission you saw earlier. "Excuse me, miss? Are you planning on taking on that mission all by yourself?" You ask.

"Yes," She states coolly. "It will be a great test of my skills. I want to see if I am worthy of being above an A-rank Hunter."

"...G-Good luck with that." You stammer nervously. "Oh, by the way, what's your name?"

"Tana." She says, looking at you with piercing eyes, which honestly is starting to scare you a bit.

"Good luck, miss Tana." You nod and quickly head over to the brawler, hoping she's still not looking at you.

You stop near the brawler, a bulky man with bushy green hair and a scar under his left eye. He seems excited about something, from the way he's gazing at the board. You take a look at what he's staring at.

An ogre-killing mission. Of course.

"Sir? Are you going to fight that ogre?" You ask.

"Hells yeah. I'm gonna punch that ogre in the gut something so fierce, he ain't never gonna shit right ever again." The muscle man grins.

"I-I see, mister..." You trail off.

"The name's Argen, and I'm itching to fight the strongest monster I can find." The brawler's red eyes gleam with anticipation. "And I'm aiming be the strongest bastard there is."

"What makes you think you are the one?" Tana's sharp voice cuts through the conversation like a knife. "Mere strength will not carry the day alone."

"Sure it can! I got enough power in these babies to carry ten fatassed men!" Argen flexes his muscles in front of an unimpressed Tana.

"Big talk for a braggart." Tana frowns, causing Argen to glare at her.

"You wanna fucking go, Miss shoots-a-lot! Let's do it here, right now! You and me!" He growls, clenching his gauntlet-covered fists.

Oh, dear.

>Try to stop them.
>Find someone to break them up.
>Suggest they should team up.

>>45314859
>>Try to stop them.

>>45314859
"Please, stop this! You don't have to hurt yourselves under a pointless contest of strength!" You plead.

"You sound like that prissy blonde girl. What the fuck ever happened to her, anyway? She died or something?" Argen sniffs. "Hope she did."

"You mustn't say that about your comrades!" You scold him.

"I care not for comrades. My strength is enough by my own." Tana states.

"Same here! I'm a gods-damned one man army!" Argen booms. "And ain't nothing gonna dispute that!"

"What's all the noise?" A beautiful-looking woman in armor walks in, her white hair flowing like water behind her back. "Are you two fighting again?"

"Stay out of this, woman! I don't need your busybody nose butting in my business!" Argen snorts.

"I agree with this, although I regret that it is him that is saying it." Tana spits out in distaste.

"Oh, my. If you don't want to get along..." The white-haired beauty draws out her sword and an intense light emerges from the blade, blinding all caught in its flash.

"Then I will force you to stop fighting, even to the point of death." She states in a sudden, frosty cold tone.

Tana and Argen are wincing in pain, their sight temporarily gone as they kneel in front of her.

"F-Fine... I yield." Tana groans.

"Fucking hells! I'm blind again! Damn it!" Argen wails.

The woman sheathes her blade and smiles brightly. "I knew you would see it my way."

You can feel your whole body shiver in fear and awe. Who was this woman?! You suddenly feel a serene gaze upon you as the woman's ice-blue eyes set upon you. "And who might you be, young man?"

>"I am Lamont Escher."
>"A humble C-rank."
>"No one important."

>>45315161
>"No one important."

>>45315161
>>"No one important."

>>45315161
>A humble c rank

>>45315161
"I'm... no one important, ma'am." You say.

"I see." the armored woman says. "Can I at least ask your name, then?"

"L-Lamont, ma'am."

"Well, Lamont. My name is Palla Seiard, a Paladin. I am sure you have heard of me." Palla states. "If not, then allow me to introduce myself. I am one of the legendary S-rank adventurers, and these two are my subordinates." she gestures to the two recovering warriors.

"I-I see. I didn't know." You say. "Are you here for a v-visit?"

"I am. I was just coming here from the capital to talk to an old friend of mine." Palla smiles. "Apparently, just between you and me, I think she needs to pick her taste in guild members."

"...I understand." You say.

"Don't fret, Lamont. I'm sure you'll become a great adventurer one day. Just believe in yourself and nothing will impede you." Palla puts a hand onto your shoulder and smiles.

"F-Fuck! Everything's all white!" Argen howls.

"S-Stop complaining..." Tana hisses at him.

"Come along, both of you. Let's go back to the inn." Palla claps her hands. "I hope to see you again, Lamont." She then leaves with her two comrades in tow.

You let out a sigh. This was an eventful day. You couldn't believe an S-rank touched you. This was the moment you always lived for. And you would not disappoint her.

Oh, gods, you almost forgot. It was training time.

What do you do?

>Head over to the clinic.
>Get something to eat first.
>Make sure you've got everything.

>>45315397
>>Head over to the clinic.

>>45315397
>>Head over to the clinic.

>>45315397
You quickly head out the doors and make your way to the clinic, hoping that Margo won't get mad at you again.

"Sorry, excuse me, coming through!" You say as you push your way past the walking people. Gods be mercy on you if you make there in time.

Soon as you enter into the clinic, Margo is standing in front of the desk, tapping his foot.

"Hmph. At least you got here on time. Makes me wonder why I even bother taking on students." The old man grunts.

"I am so sorry, master! I met someone called Palla Seiard-" You are cut off by Margo raising his hand and looking at you.

"Did you say... Palla Seiard? THE Palla Seiard?" He asks you in wonder.

"Y-Yes!" You nod.

"...And you didn't get her autograph?! YOU NINNY!" He smacks you on the head! "I thought I taught you better than that!"

"B-But you didn't-!" You were interrupted again as Margo storms around.

"Damn kids never remembering anything I tell them to! What is this world coming to?! I fear all will be lost!" The old healer moans as he falls to his knees.

>"Is she that important to you?"
>"I'm sorry, sir."
>"Please calm down, master."

>>45315616
>>"Is she that important to you?"
Chill, man

>>45315616
"Is she that important to you, master?" You sigh.

"Yes! I'm her number one fan!" Margo snaps at you. "I even managed to steal one of her panties at the inn!"

"Oh, so that's why I had go bare today." A familiar voice rang out as you turn to see a radiant Palla in front of the doorway.

"M-My lady!" Margo bows. "Y-You have arrived to my humble clinic! W-What can this humble old man do for you-"

"Drop the act." Palla's voice was now like a winter chill as the room temperature dropped. "I want my undergarments back."

"I-I don't understand." Margo blinked in confusion.

"It is very simple to understand. You will give me my underwear back. Or face retribution." Palla's smile went wider, to your growing fear.

"....WHAT'S THAT?!" Margo screams, pointing behind her. Not bothering to look back at her reaction, he runs into the back room.

What do you do?

>Chase after Margo.
>Apologize to Palla.

>>45315853
>>Apologize to Palla.

>>45315853
"I am so sorry about my master. He can be quite..." You trail off again.

"It is all right. My master was like this as well. Of course, he was more respectable than yours." Palla sighs.

You sigh as you watch Palla strides into the back room with confidence. You suddenly feel sorry for your poor master.

Minutes later, you hear screams of pain and thudding noises, then silence. Palla emerges from the room with a warm smile on her face.

"Don't worry, Lamont. I did not hurt him... too much. I placed him in one of his beds." The paladin says.

"Oh, dear..." You sigh.

"Why don't we take a walk?" Palla offers.

"O-Okay!" You nod and follow after her. This was absolutely a great day for you.

>To be continued.

Thanks for playing. I have to go to work tomorrow. Sorry to cut it so short.

>>45316022
Peace man