>>45961859

>Give them the once over and see if they loosen their lips

>>45961859
>Give them the once over and see if they loosen their lips
Give them each a buisness card too, of course.
Offer them a donut, perhaps.

>>45962061
You have Legion fetch your tools, as well as rearrange Caela into a more suitable position. He does so, and Sophia watches first with disdain and then with horror as you prepare the whip and chains.

"W-wait! Stop! You're going to whip her!?" Sophia cries, still struggling to escape her chair. Caela merely shivers as her arms are pulled taught by the chains Legion has strung over a hook on the wall. You confirm that yes, you are quite evil and yes, you are going to whip this woman until the two of them are more cooperative.

"No no no, you can't! Whip me instead, please! She's an idiot, she doesn't know the firs thing about anything!" shouts Sophia again. Caela turns her head, seeming more saddened than insulted.

You turn to Legion, but he's not much for nonverbal communication. Why would she be so eager to take the beating herself?

>"Why so eager to take the beating yourself?"
>"Don't worry, we'll get to you."
>"Well, I already got her all ready so..."
>Other

>>45962134
>>"Why so eager to take the beating yourself?"

AWWWW YISSS!!!

HE IS BACK!

>>45962134
>why so eager to take the besting yourself?

I'm Ill as fuck and glad the thread is up to distract me from my nose running like a tap

>>45962207
You rest your hand on your hip and ask why she seems to ready to take on the pain of a good whipping herself, rather than let her comrade suffer. You suspect it's simply some form of brotherly, or rather sisterly love. You've seen it before. Hell, you've taken your share of licks for Ray in the day, especially when you were interns together. Still, you are curious. Sophia seems to hesitate, her eyes wandering from you to Caela for a minute, before she finally takes a deep breath and gives in.

"Fine. Look, I'll be honest with you. I think you're a vile, murderous, pathetic, psychotic man. But Caela and I have spent our entire lives trying to serve our nation and its people. We joined the army pretending to be young boys, and by the time we filled out we'd already killed nearly three hundred men between us. That said, the leaders and the people have never exactly been trusting of us. They called us every name you can think of. But despite all that we still wanted to help them. It's just in our nature. And so right now, it's in my nature to keep my shield sister safe. She's the only person I can believe in, but she's frail despite her talent at war. Please, if there's any good in you, just let her be. I'll tell you anything."

You feel a bit awkward listening to that tale, awkward enough that it almost makes you not want to whip someone. Caela seems to be sniffling across the room, and Sophia hangs her head in embarrassment.

>"Wow. Way to empty out the old wallet."
>"I see. Very well, I accept."
>"Alright then, swap em Legion, we don't have all day for this."
>"Unfortunately I'm already all jazzed up, so you're both still getting the business end."
>Other

>>45962134
>"Why so eager to take the beating yourself?"
If it turns out they're sisters or lovers or something I'm gonna throw a fit.

>"Don't worry, we'll get to you."
Why would we bend to her wishes? Unless, perhaps she accepts to join us. In that case we could abstain from torturing caela every day before Sophia's eyes while treating her like a princess

>>45962346
>>"Unfortunately I'm already all jazzed up, so you're both still getting the business end."

>>45962346
>"Wow. Way to empty out the old wallet."
See if we can't get them to defect. Perhaps hold one hostage in exchange for the other's loyalty. We could use some actual tacticians instead farm girls and spymasters.

>>45962346
I would like to offer this >>45962371

Continue, unless she accepts to join us. In that case we could abstain from torturing caela every day before Sophia's eyes while treating her like a princess

>>45962405
Samefag here but I simply like to see how she would react to this. Seeing your friend getting abused while you get pampered is pretty horrible. Also I want at least one of them to fight for us.

>>45962346

>>45962390
This.

...And why the hell am I reading our BEG's voice in Archer's voice?

>>45962489
Because it's the kind of thing he'd say. Also, damn you!

OT >>45962346 this >>45962390

>>45962310
>"Wow. Way to empty out the old wallet."

>>45962390
You tap your chin for a moment. You think this could all work out in your favor. There are some ways to go, but first things first. You ask Sophia about their time in service. She says her Legion was always known for it's cavalry, and Caela's for their ability to outmaneuver. In fact, Caela was often handed new recruits, in order to better ensure they learn to soldier and survive, rather than hoping the cream would rise to the top.

You decide these two may actually be quite handy. You offer Sophia an alternative. They will be separated, but if they serve you, neither of them will need to come to harm. Both women seem genuinely surprised to hear you offer something this kind, kind being a relative term.

>Hold Sophia, and enlist Caela, the tactician
>Hold Caela, and enlist Sophia, the commander

>>45962346
This
>>45962390
Although it's very risky so we should eventually find a way to make them truly lots, like show them were not so bad after all. Well we are, but not the kind of bad she thinks/

>>45962705
>Hold Sophia, and enlist Caela, the tactician
We have plenty of leaders, but nobody who can really plan a battle.

>>45962705
>Hold Sophia, and enlist Caela, the tactician
+Improve regular troops
We're already the commander of our own army, and we have Shen and Legion as our generals.
We don't need another commander.

>>45962705
>>Hold Sophia and enlist Caela

We need better soldiers. Maybe alternate between the two tho

>>45962761
Shen and Legion are warriors, not commanders. At best, they inspire courage

>>45962806
But I assume they do take a commanding role when we're not there? Like Marigold?

Caela can formulate plans beyond the present battlefield. We're going to need someone like that if we're going to conquer the continent.

>>45962705
>Hold Sophia, and enlist Caela, the tactician
Hold her in your bedchamber. Vanessa still wants her baby brother.

>>45962874
If she's been a soldier all her life, there's a good chance she might be barren.

>>45962760
You tell Sophia that if she plays nice, and Caela agrees to take over the role of tactician from now on, you will not lay a hand on either of them. Sophia seems reluctant to put Caela out on the line without herself to accompany her, but surprisingly, it is Caela who speaks up this time.

"I will. I will help you, if you won't harm Sophia." You watch her gaze at Sophia the same way you used to look at Ray. A combination of love, loyalty, and let's face it, admiration. It almost warms your black heart.

With things settled, you have Legion free Caela and escort her to the Proving Grounds, where the Legions are drawn and assembled. She will be introduced gradually to your way of operating, and hopefully in time produce better results than what you encountered trying to take Theon.

You turn your attention now to Sophia. She seems a bit out of sorts without her shield sister, but you suspect it's only for fear of their safety. You free the general, and tell her that she will not be allowed arms or free roam of your lands, but she will not be harmed by you or your men either. She begrudgingly thanks you.

>Have Vanessa watch over her
>Have Shen watch over her
>Take over her guard yourself
>Other

>>45962977
>Other
Put her under guard in our fortress. She will live comfortably, as long as Caela cooperates.

>>45962977
>>Have Vanessa watch over her

>>45962977
>Take over guard yourself

>>45962977
>Take over her guard yourself
This way Caela will see Sophia under our supervision, and we gain +friendly reputation with them if we behave around Sophia

>>45962977
>Have Vanessa watch over her
Perhaps our daughter can win her over?
Convince her being your minion isn't so bad.

>>45962977
>Guard her ourselves.

>>45963063
>>45963090
You tell Sophia that from now on, she will be under your personal supervision. You can actually see the shiver crawl up her spine. Just like high school.

That taken care of, you return to work on rebuilding the nation of Theon. Public aid projects continue, offering widows honest work for honest pay, and offering orphans the chance to either become soldiers, or become farmers. Most choose the former, but with the ability to pick and choose now available to you, most wash out within a week and toil on the earth instead.

As normality returns and small uprisings are quelled, things begin to take on some semblance of peace. That is, until Duncan confirms scouts from the nearby Kingdom have been prodding at your lands. For now they merely enter small towns and ask about the new regime, but you can be sure in time, the country which once held a centuries long rivalry with Theon will want to test your mettle.

However, in much more uplifting news, the day has finally come to consolidate your lands under a single banner. With pen in hand, you fill out the paperwork to declare sovereignty to all other nations and leaders the world over!

Roll 1d100 to decide the flag of your new nation. You may roll for another person's idea if you wish to give it a better chance. You may not vote twice, but you may change your vote. Please do not cheat, on your honor

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>45963264
Clearly a laughing Skull Anybody have the Gif. from the overlord animu?

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Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>45963264
I'm not sure what to do if this actually wins.

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>45963307
Us, the BBEG, posing heroically of course. Over a red or black field.

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Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>45963264

We are a fiend. Let our flag show it.

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>45963264
A Black-Red-Gold flag

>>45963429
That'd be more our heraldry, not our flag

>>45963521
Dicksieland?

>>45963449
You decide on something simple, yet bold and striking. A crimson eagle over a crimson background, carrying a crimson sword. It takes the seamstress days to get the pattern right, but eventually she hands in her work and you begin hanging it proudly over the fortress for all to see.

Your work done, and the lieutenants exhausted, you decide it's time for a bit of a break from the hard labor of building a nation. With summer approaching, the weather has cleared beautifully, and as Vanessa's suggestion, you decide to take a day off. You look through some brochures for the perfect relaxation spot.

>Beach
>Camping
>Spa
>Ball game
>Opera
>Other

>>45963398

>>45963568
>Ball game with the other nearby countries as a 'world' event

>>45963568

Beach, 'cause why not? Also more chances of shenanigans happening there, I think.

>>45963568
>Opera
We have some class. Let's show it.

>>45963568
>>Beach

>>45963568
>>Beach

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>>45963568
>ALL
>OF
>IT

ARE YOU NOT YET ENTERTAINED?!

>>45963568
>>Camping
Guy's day out, bring Duncan.

>>45963699
I read that as 'Gays day out' then saw you even added Duncan

>>45963656
You decide to take advantage of your vicinity to the ocean and visit a small town known for it's beautiful shoreline. You announce to the others that you'll be heading there, and invite any who wish to join you to prepare. Vanessa is of course ecstatic, and as per your agreement Sophia is required to attend. Legion has no desire for frivolity, nor does Gilbert, so you will allow them to remain behind and keep things in order. Shen agrees to go, though doesn't seem very excited, and lastly Duncan and Kyle are quite pleased to have a day set aside to relax.

You all pack up and get a good night's rest before the big day, when you teleport to the beachside town, ready for the first peaceful day you've had in nearly a year.

The town itself is quite pleasant, full of sniveling shopkeeps and fearful fishermen who all clear a large stretch of beach for you and yours to enjoy, without even needing to be asked. You and Shen carry the cooler down near the water and set up a base camp for your relaxation.

After setting out your sun chair and reclining under the warm rays, you notice Sophia awkwardly hovering around you. It seems she's not sure what to do with herself as everyone else prepares their own activities.

>"Sit, enjoy the sun, you're ruining my day off."
>"Make yourself useful and help Vanessa with her sunscreen."
>"Feel free to have fun, just stay in sight and away from any harpoons."
>Leave her, you're not concerned with anything but soaking up sun
>Other

>>45963568
>Opera
Hand out buisness cards? :3

>>45963928
>>"Make yourself useful and help Vanessa with her sunscreen.

>>45963928
>"Feel free to have fun, just stay in sight and away from any harpoons."

>>45963928
>"Feel free to have fun, just stay in sight and away from any harpoons."
>Shout "Anyone up for some volleyball?"
(Has volleyball been invented? We need to invent volleyball.)

>>45963928
>>"Feel free to have fun, just stay in sight and away from any harpoons."

as long as she doesn't do anything stupid there should not be any reason for us to not let her have some fun. and maybe she could get a small amount of loyalty to us or something.

>>45963928
>>"Feel free to have fun, just stay in sight and away from any harpoons."

>>45963990
You tell Sophia she is free to do as she likes today, so long as she doesn't cause trouble. she still seems a bit awkward, only wandering away from your side slightly before deciding to approach the water and kneel down to find some shells. You wonder if she's ever even seen the sea before. You take a glance around to check on everyone.

Vanessa is laying out on a towel, trying to get a little color into her otherwise fair skin. Duncan and Kyle are building a scale replica of the fortress from sand. Shen is doing some kind of strength training, which gets your gears turning. You reach over to the bucket of beach gear and produce a net and ball. Vanessa spots this, leaps up and shouts to everyone.

Within minutes, the court is ready, and the players warmed up. You of course will be captain of the first team. You only need to choose your members.

Choose two players
>Shen
>Vanessa
>Duncan
>Kyle
>Sophia

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ABavfazPTjo

>>45964118
>>Shen
>Duncan

>>45964118
>Sophia
>Kyle
We need to make it fair. Also you're showing your age OP.

>>45963990
>Voting for this

>>45964118
>Vanessa
>Duncan

>>45964118
>Shen
>Vanessa

>>45964118
Also, we should not play SuperTryHardSrsly
Since we're trying to chill out 'n stuff, guys.

>>45964118
>Vanessa and Sophia

Want to make Sophia feel included and we couldn't not pick our little princess, right?

If nobody else wants to vote, we have a three way tie. I'll break it, but I'll add a couple more minutes to be sure

>>45964255
Supporting this.

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>>45964255
You pick out Vanessa, because let's face it you couldn't put the smackdown on your baby girl, and Sophia, because why not.

The teams split, with Shen taking point on his side, and Duncan in the back to catch anything that may go stray. Those two alone would be formidable, but Kyle is an unknown. You look to your own team, and assign Vanessa to the center, and Sophia to the back. You just love spiking too much.

The game begins, as Shen serves the ball hard to center. Vanessa gets in it's path, and daintily pops it up into the air for a free hit.

>Lob
>Spike
>Other

>>45964435
>lob

we must show our spike skills yet

>>45964435
>Spike

it's time to do what we love. SPIIIIIKE

>>45964435
>>Lob

>>45964435
Uh, spike, I guess? I have no idea how this game works.

Also is Marigold still hanging around at the mine?

>>45964516
Oh yeah I forgot about her.

>>45964516
The traditional stratigy is someone bumps the opposing teams shot to keep it in play, then the second player sets it up, allowing the final player to spike it offensively.

>>45964435
>SPIKE

>>45964514
You calmly lob the ball over the net, holding back from full power until the time is right. Duncan easily intercepts the ball and sends it back, where it sails overhead, or at least higher than the pre-approved jumping limit of twelve feet, and toward Sophia. She freezes, not knowing what move to make, and you tell her to simply hit the ball back over the net. She shuts her eyes and slap the orb of rubber and plastic, sending it screaming between you and Vanessa and tearing through the net. It nails Kyle in the face and sends him backward into the sand. You all have a good laugh and continue.

After a crushing victory of ten to seven, you all take a break and go to the cooler to have a drink. You pass Vanessa her diet cola, and reach in for a cold beer. You see Sophia standing awkwardly away from the group again, watching as everyone enjoys their treat.

>Give her a soda
>Give her juice
>Give her a beer
>Leave her be

>>45964611
>Give her a soda
a middleground between the tuffness of Beer, and the softness of juice!

We need to ask Vanessa about that brother she wanted (or did we already, I'm a bit slow on catching up).
>>45964611
>Give her a soda
It's the safe default.

>>45964611
>Give her a beer
hopefully she's not a lightweight

>>45964611
>Give her a beer
She wanted to fucking be a man, BE A FUCKING MAN.

>>45964435
Do we wear these kick-ass shorts? With flowers?

>>45964684
Of course

>>45964689
I thought there is a no pants rule?
Or do we wear them because we do not give a fuck?

>>45964741
in my book shorts aren't pants

>>45964611
>A beer

>>45964741
only on sundays I thought we can't wear pants?

>>45964611
offer her a soda, but show that it is an offer, not an order

>>45964611
>BEER!
a little alcohol ought to loosen her up a bit.

>>45964775
You reach into the cooler and pull another one of the beers off of the ice. You head over to Sophia and offer her the bottle, making sure to flick the cap off with your thumb beforehand. She sees it, and looks a bit uncomfortable.

"I, uh, don't drink. Caela and I always abstained from intoxicants. We don't even eat sweets." You can sense you've made a wrong move, but there's no use getting worked up over it. You take a swig of your own, and sit back down on your beach chair. It's afternoon now, and things seem to be going well with the others. Kyle is giving Vanessa the eye again, but Duncan has trained him well enough that you have no worries about him trying anything. On top of that, Vanessa herself wouldn't so much as tease a coworker, as evidenced by her restraint around the minions. Shen is back to squats in the sand, and Kyle and Duncan are simply chatting, but you suspect Duncan will want to get some work in as well before the day is through.

You turn back to Sophia, who is looking out over the crashing waves with a smile. She brushed the hair from her face as the cool sea breeze tosses it around, and seems quite serene taking in the moment. The volleyball game seems to have had a favorable effect on her.

>"Sit down, get comfortable."
>"First time seeing the ocean?"
>"You could try speaking up more. Helps people know what you're thinking."
>Other

>>45964684
I'm a fan of the notion that we never take our helmet off. Sleeping, bathing, fucking, it doesn't matter. The helmet stays on.

>Give her a beer

>>45964904
>"First time seeing the ocean?"
>"You could try speaking up more. Helps people know what you're thinking."

That can clearly be used in the same line right?

>>45964912
>The helmet stays on.
>Implying that it's a helmet and not our actual face
You disappoint me.

>>45964904
>"You could try speaking up more. Helps people know what you're thinking."

>>45964904
>"First time seeing the ocean?"

then

>"You could try speaking up more. Helps people know what you're thinking."

>>45964912
Yeah. makes people wonder what is actually beneath it. A (Flaming skull?), or just a grey-white bearded scarred old man, whose harsh life has left its marks onto his skin.

>>45964904
Other; Sit beside her, do not say anything only tell her gently to relax, if she becomes uncomfortable. If that does not calm her down, move away again, silently.

>>45964991
>>45964959
Agreeing with all of the anons
Ocean Query followed by Speaking up more

Also, helmet = our reel faic

>>45964991
She flinches a little, and actually seems to smile.

"When I was with the military, we never had a need to march east. Always west. A day when I wasn't fighting, I was training, or in the hospital. I've heard fishermen and sailors take about the sea, but they never did it justice. And, part of me is sort of at odds with the fact that it wasn't until you came along that I got to see it. It's unsettling."

It seems she still doesn't quite trust you. Understandable, and advisable.

>"I'm not as bad as they say. Though I am pretty bad."
>"That's a healthy mindset to have. Especially with me."
>"Don't get me wrong, you're only here for my convenience."
>Other

>>45965100
>"I'm not as bad as they say. Though I am pretty bad."

>>45965100
>>"I'm not as bad as they say. Though I am pretty bad."

>>45965100
>"I'm not as bad as they say. Though I am pretty bad to my enemies."

>>45965100
>"I'm not as bad as they say. Though I am pretty bad. I'm especially proud of my bad jokes."

>>45965022
a smaller helmet

>>45965100
>"I'm not as bad as they say. Though I am pretty bad."
>"Even I have people I trust."

>>45965205
Russian doll style?

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>>45961859
>>45965022
>>45965094
>>45964963
>>45964912
>>45965205

Our face should be something like this.
Grizzly.

>>45965100
>"That's a healthy mindset to have. Especially with me."

But then again.

>"I'm not as bad as they say. Though I am pretty bad."

>>45965244
I support your doubles.

>>45965147
She nods.

"At first, I wanted to call you a murderer. But then I started wondering if I was a hypocrite. I've killed people. More than my fair share. I did it for my country, or so I tell myself. In reality, I can't say how many of them deserved to die. Maybe all of them, maybe none. Were the men you killed any different than the men I killed?"

>"We're all the same, deep down. It's where we stand that divides us."
>"I try no to think too hard about it. Makes it harder to do what has to be done."
>"There are no good or bad people. History is written by the winners."
>Sip beer quietly
>Other

>>45965302
>"There are no good or bad people."
>Sip beer quietly

"History is written by the winners" would make us sound pompous, which is bad for PR.

>>45965244
>>45965288
Doubles confirming doubles!!! This is my new headcanon!

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>>45965302
>Sip beer quietly

>>45965100
Offer to help her take a bath, with you watching over her, so she does not drown.

Bonus points for slight intimacy, making her comfortable around us.

>>45965302
>"We're all the same, deep down. It's where we stand that divides us."
>Sip beer quietly
Appear to be thoughtful. Perhaps she likes us more if she thinks we don't like killing innocents.

>>45965368
Thats the next thing on our agenda, start a band with Rey.

>>45965302

>"We're all the same, deep down. It's where we stand that divides us."
>Sip beer quietly afterwords.

It depends on the viewpoint. For some they were agressors, for others, men, how simply tried to defend what is theirs.

>>45965427
i vote for this

>>45965386
You tell her that each man is born to, or chooses his side, and that this is the only thing that truly pits them against one another. You then take a contemplative sip of your beer while watching the waves roll in. When you look up to Sophia, you catch her staring at you just before directing her attention back to the water. You sit quietly for a while, before she speaks again.

"I think I will try that drink, if it's okay with you." You hand her the bottle, still plenty cold despite the hot sun, and she puts it to her lips before taking a practice sip. You see her face scrunch up quite a bit.

"Ugh! This tastes like piss! You drink this?"

>"Puts hair on your chest."
>"It's an acquired taste."
>"We've got juice in the cooler, just for the little babies."
>Other

>>45965506
>>"It's an acquired taste."

>>45965506
>>"We've got juice in the cooler, suit yourself up"

There is no reason to be mean to her yet. specially if we wanna get her on our side.

>>45965506
sample it.
No, piss tastes different.

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>>45965506
>"We've got juice in the cooler, just for the little babies."

If i know one thing about women, specialy female warriors, is that they hate being teased.

>>45965554
And how would we know it? Oh yeah our ex is the lady of pain...

>>45965579
We know. Please don't ask.

>>45965506
>"We've got juice in the cooler, just for the little babies."
tease her playfully.

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>>45965244
The dubs speaketh.

>>45965546
You tell her you've got fruit juice in the cooler if it's too much for her to handle, a comment laced with just the right amount of mocking tone, but she actually seems quite happy to fetch a can of juice to drink rather than suffer another sip of your homebrew ale. Admittedly, it stung a little to hear someone say it tasted bad, but it's not as though you ever hoped to sell the stuff.

Sophia seems to loosen up after your talk, even engaging Vanessa in conversation. Sometime after, as the sun falls toward the horizon and the sky begins taking on light tones of sunset, you break out the grill and light up the charcoal to stare preparing dinner.

Everyone gathers round, even Shen who's spent the entire day packing more muscle onto that rock chiseled body of his. You cook up some juicy burgers and spicy sausage links for the whole group. Kyle, growing boy that he is, packs away four burgers before finally calling it quits. Just as you finish your own meal, you look out to find a spot to enjoy it.

>Sit beside Vanessa, who is nibbling a sausage
>Sit with Sophia, who cheerfully enjoys a burger
>Sit with Duncan and Kyle, who are trying to determine which is the fastest soda drinker
>Other

>>45965749
Sit beside Duncan and Kyle
I don't think we've stared at Duncan for a while

>>45965749
>Sit beside Vanessa, who is nibbling a sausage

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>>45965740
Magnificent. You did god's work anon.

>>45965806
Cheers, always nice to see people like my OC.
I would hand-draw it, but i'm too sick to be arsed. Maybe next thread.

>>45965749
>>Sit beside Vanessa, who is nibbling a sausage

>>45965749
>Sit beside Vanessa, who is nibbling a sausage

Best Daughter.

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>>45965749
>Other
Spar with Shen.

The man has being worked his muscles and he also defeated one of the girls. We should spar with him as a 'reward'.

>>45965797
You wander over with your sandwich and sit beside Vanessa, who has taken up your chair. When she sees you approaching, she opens her mouth wide and crams the entire sausage, bun and all, into her gullet before swallowing it whole. She never did like you to see her eat.

"Come on daddy, sit with me!" she cries, making barely enough room for you to take up the edge of the steel and rubber seat. You take a healthy bite out of your sandwich as you sit, and Vanessa leans on your back.

"Today was super fun! I'm glad we got to relax, even if we have to go right back to work tomorrow. Hey! Do you like my tan? I've been working on it all day!" She leaps up and hops in front of you, striking several poses to give you a full view of her. You don't much care for how revealing her bathing suit is, but she does seem to have gotten complete and consistent coverage, save for the small of her back which seems to have been insufficiently sunscreened.

>"You know I wish you wouldn't be so flashy, sweetie."
>"Not bad. You're almost as red as your mother."
>Flick her sunburned back
>Other

>>45965970
>Flick her sunburned back

>>45965970
>>Flick her sunburned back
Clearly didn't ask for any help applying sunblock. Let that be a lesson to ask for help when it is needed.

>>45965970
-Engage daddy-instincts-
Look over to see Kyles reaction to her poses, making shure he knows, we look at him

>>45966046
this, plus >Flick her sunburned back

>>45965970
>>"You know I wish you wouldn't be so flashy, sweetie."

>>45965970
>So about that brother you were talking about...
Let's get this out of the way.

>>45966060
>>45966046
Supporting both.

>>45965995
You gently flick at her burn, enjoying the whimper and wince as a result. You look over to Kyle, but thankfully he is occupied with the stream of soda that has just burst out of his nose. Vanessa slaps your shoulder, but doesn't seem angry, just a bit embarrassed.

"I never used to get burned when you would still put on my sunscreen, daddy. But you won't do it since high school." You both laugh, and your ears perk up when you hear a third voice. You glance over, and see that just down by the water, Sophia seems to be eavesdropping. She doesn't show it, keeping her eyes on the waves, but she is no trained spy, and it's not hard to deduce where her attention is directed.

>Play more affectionately with Vanessa
>Tell Vanessa to calm down a bit
>Call to Sophia
>Other

>>45966286
>Play more affectionately with Vanessa

>>45966286
>Other

Ask Vanessa what she thinks of Sophia

>>45966286
Look to sophia, does she have a sunburn, too?

>Play more affectionately with Vanessa, making several remarks to her good childhood, a nice childhood sophia probably could only dream of.

>>45966286
>>45966329
Supporting this anon

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>>45965740
anon's helmet-less version.

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>>45966383
No fair, you have better software.

>>45966286
>play more affectionalet with Vanessa

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>>45966447
It's also transparent.
And here's one with extra shading.

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>>45966383

>>45966479
What program?

>>45966353
You bring Vanessa in for a tight hug, which she accepts happily, and returns in kind. You reminisce about Vanessa's youth, hiking in the smoking fields of charred wastelands you set ablaze, going out to diners that served the best bloodfruit pie this side of the end of the world, and walking her to school everyday, holding hands together, even up through her junior year of high school. She seems pleased to recall such fond memories, laughing the whole time. You turn your ear to Sophia, who still seems to be listening, but still does nothing to show it.

"See, daddy? This is why I need a baby brother! So we can both love him together!" IT seems she really hasn't forgotten about your deal. She's brought up several potential dates, and you've even considered a few, but so far none of them have clicked.

Soon the sun begins to set, and the group winds down. Kyle is quite drained from the big day, but everyone else is still energetic, so you decide to have one last event before heading home.

>Fireworks
>Marshmallow roasting
>Play in the water one last time
>Other

>>45966286

>>45966329
>Other

Ask Vanessa what she thinks of Sophia

then,
>Play more affectionately with Vanessa

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>>45966503
Adobe Photoshop CS6

>>45966532
>Fireworks

PEW PEW, FIRE INTO THE SKY.

>>45966532
>Fireworks
And in the remains of whoever we will probably hit with the fireworks
>Marshmallow roasting

>>45966532
>Marshmallow roasting
The chillest of recriational activities

Also serves for baseline "pay-attention-while-cooking-food-so-it-doesn't-burn" practice

>>45966532
>Marshmellow roasting!
If Sophia didn't like beer, maybe we can get her to indulge in something a little sweeter.
And I bet Vanessa would love it too.

>>45966532
>hiking in the smoking fields of charred wastelands you set ablaze

Upps, would have preferred she did not mention *that*.

Did Sophia react to Vanessas desire for a baby brother?

>>45966607
she said she dones't like sweets tho.

>>45966595
God, you have no idea how hard it is to teach kids that black isn't the right color for food

>>45966619
She said they didn't eat them, not that she doesn't like them.
Like she apparently never drank beer before, she might not know marshmallows either.

>>45966532
>Marshmallow roasting

>>45966645
Isn't one bite usually enough?

>>45966710
You make a small pit in the sand and toss the leftover charcoal in before lighting it with your sword. They take, and Duncan fetches some wood from town to stoke the flames high enough to properly lick the globs of sugar and horse bi product.

As the lot of you sit in a circle, extending sticks over the crackling flames, you take time to teach Sophia and Kyle both the proper method to create a perfectly toasted and flavorful marshmallow. You learned it from the great Sorcerer Vald himself, years ago, when you were fighting the Drake of Blackstone, roasting delicious meats and such over its split belly in the night. Wood doesn't give quite the same flavor as drake's bile, but it will have to do.

You go through a whole package between the six of you, and although Kyle never quite masters the patience and care that he needs, he does well enough. Sophia on the other hand, is quite adept, having had to cook on open flame herself no doubt. She loves the sweet, gooey stuff that explodes in her mouth, and you try everything in your power to not laugh when that analogy crosses your mind.

"These are delicious! I know we did it for our cause, but I'm starting to wish Caela and I had indulged ourselves more when we were fighting. Beer is disgusting, but is there are more candies like this then I don't know how I can go back to vegetable soup for every meal."

>"Glad to see you're opening up."
>"Pace yourself. Many a mighty warrior have fallen victim to the lust for sugar."
>Roast one for her
>Other

>>45966868
>Roast the perfect one for her, So she knows the true glory of the sticky white globes known as Marshmallows

>>45966868
>She loves the sweet, gooey stuff that explodes in her mouth

Hehehehehe i bet she did.

>>45966868
>Other
Roast her!
Kidding
>Roast one for her

>>45966868
>Roast one for her
Apparently we are the one of the best marshmallow roasters in the world. Let's show it off.

>>45966868

You do not have to. Here in the army of the evil overlord, you will find a great service-package for the successful commander.
Keep in mind that continued consumption however is likely to impede your combat prowess.
-make a mental note to offer some to Caela-

>>45966887
Do it!

Command this is Overlord
We have a class 3 waifu inbound, please advice

>>45966887
You pike the last marshmallow, and carefully turn it over the flame at the perfect height, making sure to get every side evenly. When you finish, the shell is crispy but not burned, and the inside is puffed up and soft. It's a masterpiece, even for you. You turn the stick over to Sophia, offering it to her. She seems taken aback, looking around the circle for confirmation that what she thinks is happening is happening. Seeing no objections, she leans forward and bites the marshmallow, pulling the whole thing off with her teeth, and chewing slowly with her lips parted to allow some of the heat to escape. A moment later, you see her stomp her feet in the sand as her eyes go wide. She continues to chew, swallows, and exhales powerfully.

"By the sisters above, that was amazing!" You all laugh together, enjoying the sunset as it burns the evening sky above.

You pack things up after quenching the fire, and teleport back home. Everyone goes there separate ways, Vanessa to shower off, Shen to do more training, Duncan to return to work, and Kyle to do whatever he does. Sophia is the only one left, and with little to do, she seems out of place once more.

>Allow Caela to visit the fortress
>Bring Sophia to your office while you work
>Bring her to the dining room for coffee
>Other

>>45966997
Well, I suppose all the fa/tg/uys pushing for putting our big BEP in them get their wish then...

>>45966997
Give her the D.

>>45967031
IF our work isn't torturing or other blatantly evil things...
>Bring Sophia to your office while you work

otherwise

>Allow Caela to visit the fortress

>>45967031
>>Allow Caela to visit the fortress
But *never* leave both of them together without supervision. (Not Kyle! He too horny)

>>45967031
>Allow Caela to visit the fortress
Uf we want them on our side we need to show them we're a not COMPLETE bastard.

And what the hell has Marigold been up to all this time?

>>45967078
She's not gonna want to bang us yet, if at all, anon. We did recently conquer her nation.

>>45967031
>>Allow Caela to visit the fortress

>>45967031
voting this >>45967102

>>45967156
>>>45967078
>She's not gonna want to bang us yet, if at all, anon. We did recently conquer her nation.

If we want her to, we should have Vanessa inject her with that idea of a baby brother. Let her find out how much work it is (changing diapers etc.), afterwards.

>>45967156
>And what the hell has Marigold been up to all this time?
Not sure. That reminds me though, we should probably reorganize our military again.
I vote we put Marigold in charge of our elite mook division, whatever we call it.

>>45967156
You tell Sophia that if she likes, you will allow her some time to catch up with her shield sister. She is totally ecstatic, but tries to hide it after the initial moment of joy. With a snap of your fingers, Caela is among you, shocked, afraid, but overjoyed to be reunited with her comrade. You escort the both of them back to your office, where you hope to finish up some work before the end of the night despite their clucking.

You arrive amongst the chatter, pushing up the wooden door of your office, to see the fireplace already lit, and your high back chair facing away from the desk. You sense a presence, as do Caela and Sophia. The high back chair then swivels around revealing a ginger haired woman in hide and plate, sipping whiskey from a short glass. As the chair comes to a stop, she puts her feet up on the desk, smiling at you.

"Evening, sir. I and my men have returned."

>"Good to see you. Now out of my chair."
>"Has your time at the mines exposed you to toxic gases? Because you seem to have gone mad."
>"Ah, ladies this is my head minion, Marigold."
>Other

>>45967231
Chill anon, way too soon. The idea would only repulse her now. Take it slow.
>>45967244
Isn't she already captain of our elite mooks?

>>45967271
>Other
Politely ask about the mines, then introduce her to the new blood.

>>45967271
>"Good to see you. Now out of my chair."
>"Ah, ladies this is my head minion, Marigold."
Ask her for a report

>>45967231
Considering she's been a soldier all her life, I wouldn't be surprised if she was barren. A wound in just the wrong spot can render pregnancy a non-option.

>>45967271
>>"Ah, ladies this is my head minion, Marigold."
>"Good to see you. Now out of my chair."
>>45967276
>Isn't she already captain of our elite mooks?
Do we even have elite mooks?

>>45967271
I support this >>45967325

>>45967271
This >>45967307

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>>45967271
>"Has your time at the mines exposed you to toxic gases? Because you seem to have gone mad."

I think someone wants to get whipped.

>>45967307
>>45967325
You tell Marigold it's nice to have her back after so long, and tell her to clear ass out of your seat. She does, and you move over to both brush it off with the silvered badger hair brush from one of our drawers, and sit in it yourself. Still warm.

You introduce her to the ladies Caela and Sophia, and them to her. Marigold shakes both of their hands, though Caela only does so upon request from Sophia.

"Sir, since the war ended the mines are secure, and the new guards have transferred, allowing myself and the elite fighters to come home safely. In all, there remain seventy-seven of the original men who marched with me. The attacks from the enemy were brutal, but thanks to our position and fortification, we held strong. The men are in the training yard even now, as they refuse to laze even after the long march."

Excellent, it seems you have some soldiers among your troops. You commend Marigold on a job well done.

"Thank you sir. I myself cut down nearly a hundred enemy troops, though to say I did ti alone would be boastful." Oh boy. You glance over at Caela and Sophia, who are less than giddy to hear about their countrymen being killed.

>Dismiss them
>Dismiss Marigold
>Keep them all here
>Other

>>45967455
>>Keep them all here
But tell Marigold who they are. The sooner they get to know each other, the better

>>45967455
>meet and greet time

>>45967494
This.
We have established to Sophia that we are not a monster but they need to understand that they belong to us now as does their country and those who do not accept that must flee or die. No need to sugarcoat the truth here.

>>45967455
Remind me, what's Marigold's skill set? Do we know any retired dark knights/anitpaladins/blackguards that could train her and her men up?

>>45967584
I would phrase that differently, they should learn to accept what happened and now seethe new challenge here, which is the other country looking for easy pickings

>>45967494
>>45967584
You remind Marigold of the people present, and to your surprise she seems to rescind a bit.

"My apologies, ladies. Rest assured, your men fought bravely to the last. I have the utmost respect for them."

"No, we're sorry. War is ugly. But, enemies can become friends, as I'd like to hope for all someday." Sophia smiles, and the two seem to share a brief but tangible connection.

After finishing her report, you dismiss Marigold and send her to handle her men. You give Sophia another two hours with Caela before returning her to the capitol, and the effort of reorganizing the military before the next war breaks out. Sophia seems happy to have had time with her shield sister, and affords you plenty of time to finish up your work before bed time.

The two of you return to your bed chamber, where a small cot is set up in the corner of the room for Sophia to rest in. As you turn out the lights, you reflect on the day. Things seem to be looking up, but there is always more work to do.

The next few days go by simply, with the fortress in full swing again. The elite minions are quite an organized force now, having fought together for nearly a year, on terrain that would test any warrior. They are fast, strong, and above all loyal. Marigold herself seems to have turned her sadistic nature into a love for combat, teaching the new recruits her favorite methods of fast and demoralizing execution on the battlefield. You feel oh so proud.

As you look over the fiscal reports, Duncan brings you a letter. It's from Ray.

>Open it here, in the yard
>Take it back to your office

>>45967767
>Take it back to your office
Just in case it is private.

>>45967767
>Take it back to your office

>>45967767
We missed a chance to get closer to Marigold, I think. But anyway, what about the fiscal reports? Do we have cash, or are we nearly broke?

>>45967908
shes not fit for our love and affection anyway.

>>45967767
>They are fast, strong, and above all loyal
We should see about getting them better equipment and training. Also naming them something cool so they feel special.

>>45967849
You return to your office with Sophia, and rip open the missive. Ray's handwriting is impressive as ever, and the ink he uses glitters with mystic potency.

"Hey ole buddy. It's Ray.

I've been feeling a little under the weather lately, so I finally decided to pop down to the cleric's and see what's what. Turns out, I've got the Arcana Disease. Funny, these days they go out of their way to shield just about everything, but back when we were kids we played in rooms with mithril paint all over the walls. Anyway, priest says I've got maybe two good years left in me before the shaking sets in. I've already let everyone know, and I've set aside the money it'll cost to settle my last affairs, but I have one last favor to ask you, for old times sake.

My one and only student, Caitlyn, is getting ready to pass her exams. I can afford to put her through school, but we both know magic schools are a scam to trick idiots out of gold and platinum. I only trust one person to put her to good use, and that's you. She won't like it, but she'll do as I say. So please, for all the times I've helped you, do me this one last solid.

I'll be in the aetheric plane, spending the time I have left with this rusty old cog of a brain doing what I love, basking in the glory of creation. I'll drop by when I can, but don't bother coming to visit me. I'd like to spend some time ruminating, if it's all the same to you."

You furl the letter back up, and look down at your desk. A photo of the two of you, years ago, sits framed in beautiful cherry wood. You were both so young then. Kids, really. You were still struggling to lift zweihanders with just one arm, and he was barely up to greater fireballs. And now, this.

You sniffle a bit, making Sophia wonder, but now isn't the time. You should send your response soon.

>Accept, and take in Caitlyn the witch
>Decline, she needs a teacher, not a master

>>45968127
This. Also, they're fought well and proved their loyalty, maybe we should reward them somehow, maybe with an ice cream party i don't know man. Show our troops that it pays to go well and beyond what's required in our service.

>>45968164
>>Accept, and take in Caitlyn the witch

>>45968164
>Accept, and take in Caitlyn the witch Go and visit.

This hit home ouch.

>>45968164
accept of course. If she is a mage, or wants to be one, maybe that necromancer dude can help out, now the country he defended is ours.

>>45968164
>Accept, and take in Caitlyn the witch
CALL DUNCAN. We need a spine crushing bear hug, STAT.

>>45968164
>Accept
How could we deny our childhood friend one of his last wishes?

Also >>45968258 we DO have a favor open with him, he might as well help us out occasionally..

>>45968200
You set the letter aside and begin writing. You tell Ray that you'd be happy to take the girl in, as long as she needs. As soon as you finish, you roll it up, and place it back in the leather case that Ray's letter arrived in. Once sealed, it vanishes, likely returning to his desk. He never liked the post office.

You look over to Sophia. She seems to be able to tell something is wrong, but doesn't want to ask.

>Tell her it's nothing
>Tell her it's just a friend asking a favor
>Tell her the whole truth
>Other

>>45968336
Shaka paid you back by making Legion pro bono

>>45968375
>tell her the whole truth and if she tries to act out against this person hell will rise for everything she likes.

>>45968400
he still in prison?

>>45968258
Wrong country, he's up north. We concquered west. He did say somethign about being imprisoned, probably because he stuck his neck out for us. We should break him outta jail or something.

>>45968375
>Tell her the whole truth
Time for friendship points.
"He is to me, what Caela is to you. I'll miss him dearly."

>>45968375
>>Tell her the whole truth

Hmm, this looks cool at first glance. will be archivebinging soon.

>>45968400
Could we invite him over? Ask how he is, share a pint or two, not necessarily for immediate gain. just to let him know, we the Overlord have not forgotten him.

>>45968375
>Tell her the whole truth
>>45968426
"He is to me, what Caela is to you. I'll miss him dearly."

>>45968400
right, i forgot... We could ask him anyway though, if Caitlyn wishes to learn about necromancy.

>>45968456
This, just let him know that we still remember him and appreciate him and his friendship. No homo tho.

>>45968438
One question, looking through the archives, is the "prologue" considered to be thread 2 or am I still missing one?

Might be a good idea to link the first few threads and then the link to the tag that unifies the rest of the threads after that.

>>45968426
You sit back in your chair and recount the tale of Ray, also known as Ray of Frost, for his mastery of thermal magic and his delicious ice cream recipes. You start off by telling of the time you spent working together, which leads to digression after digression on the escapade you both had during your many years as partners in crime. From beating down shopkeepers for money, to riding wyverns through a thundering sky during the great battle of Stone Fist Fortress. Ray was always at your side, and you at his. Even when you were married, he was your best man, armed with a silver staff that he used to singlehandedly fend off the horde of minor demons who came to disrupt your ceremony. He lost a finger that day, and he did it for your happiness. You paid him back years later by helping him slay an arch mage and taking his extradimensional tower, which Ray lives in to this day.

It's hard not to choke up a little, but you feel better letting it out. Sophia crosses the room near the end, and pats your back to help you collect yourself. It helps, but it's still hard to accept that Ray will be gone. It may take years, but when you're as old as you are, years go by in a flash.

Eventually, you do get it together again, and stand tall. Ray wouldn't want you to sulk, and you won't. You decide to get right back to work, and make him proud.

You tell Marigold to assemble her men in the training yard. She and they will be given new uniforms, but first them will need a new name. Something powerful, but easy to say.

>Roll 1d100 to pick the new name for your elite warriors. You may roll for another player's choice to give them a second chance, but you may not vote twice. Please do not cheat

>>45968543
I thought he is in the country we conquered.
That >>45968426 changes stuff, we might check how he is doing, anyway.
Why homo? I thought he is all bones anyway

Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>45968625
>Frost Rays or some play on it.

>>45968625
How does Sophia react, hearing stories of us *being* evil, robbing shopkeepers etc.

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>45968625
The Black Guard. For both their pitch black plate, and as a pun on their style of fighting.

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>45968625
Hellraisers.

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>45968731
>The Black Guard.
>The Blackguard
I see what you did there. I approve.

>>45968758
Or Hell Raisers, dunno how this gets spelled properly.

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>45968625
Ray's Revenge

Or AssDicks idunno mang

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>45968811
Voting for Ass Dicks

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>45968625
The Avengers

>>45968625
Mary's golden boys?
more seriously, we are evil, so we wear black. No other color is acceptable, so something to go with that maybe
-black talon
-night guard
-ashwrath
-dark fangs
I don't know

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>45968811
kek ass dicks

i just want to see the looks on their faces when we announce "I hereby personally grant you the honor of bearing the name.. ass dicks."

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>45968811
Seconding either of these

In all seriousness, we should name them in Ray's honor

>>45968940
I kinda agree but I already rolled >>45968758 and no way to prove it so I can change it.

Rolled 89 (1d100)

The Butt Buddies

>>45968758
You dub this new unit the Hellraisers, and bestow upon each of them a suit of sleek new armor. The steel is smoked black, to emulate yours, and over each is draped a short, crimson cape that bears your nations symbol. Their helmets are reinforced, and decorated with twin curling horns, gilded for flair. Marigold's suit is different however, custom made using cold iron, to deflect magic, and her cape is lengthened to reach her knees. With Gilbert's help, the inside is carved with special runes to make the armor stronger, compensating for the inherent weakness of cold iron. To finish it all, you give her a new longbow, carved with wind runes to guide her shafts, which she dubs Pale Rider.

Your new, edgier elite force salute you, and return to training. You yourself feel a good deal better.

Your mood remains stable for the rest of the afternoon, until just before dinner, when Vanessa alerts you to the arrival of an unexpected guest at the front gate. When you and the others head up to see who it might be, you spy a young woman in blue robes, with a tall hat and long, black hair twisted into a braid. She stands outside the gates with a large pile of bags and cases, staring at the wooden doors silently.

"I think she's been out there a few hours, but I only noticed her a while ago." Vanessa confesses. You can only assume she is Caitlyn.

>Greet her warmly
>Have Vanessa bring her in
>Give her the full experience, smoke and spooky music
>Other

>>45969078
>Give her the full experience, smoke and spooky music

Might as well try to cheer her up.

What will their equipment be like? I kinda want their Armour to be like ours in miniature but with gold trim. and unpainted. let the fires of war blacken their armour.

>>45969067
NOOO!!! TOO LATE! WHY?!

>>45969067
Wow, dodged a bullet there I guess.

>>45969078
>Give her the full experience, smoke and spooky music

>>45969078
>>Greet her warmly

>>45969067
B-but I won

Would OP even have really considered using it though. How would the troops have reacted?

>>45969078
>Give her the full experience, smoke and spooky music

>>45968890
-Mom, the ass dicks just broke through the gate

-Quick hide yourself the assdicks are here.

-Daddy, our troops are the yellow lions, because a lion is strong. But what animal is an assdick?

-Are you an assdick? Yes Sir! And you? Yes Sir!
I knew it I am surrounded by assdicks.

-Chronicle of the Silver guard, watchers of the gate to the kingdom of Trizajal
Year 238 Destroyed the wild barbarian hordes of the western desert
Year 241 Defended the gate against the arch-mage Grubilux
Year 244 Fought bravely against a detachment of assdicks
Year 247 Repelled a swarm of feral griffons

>>45969078
Confirm its her, then the full experience: smoke fire spooky music, escorted by legion.
After that IMMEDIATLY find a black robe for her. Blue? What the hell are we? Hopebringers? We wear black. Black and spooky skulls

>>45969204
>Year 244 Fought bravely against a detachment of assdicks
Oh God my sides
Thanks for the great laugh, anon. But this just proves even more that we should name our next elite squad Ass Dicks. Maybe Butt buddies since that kinda won. Maybe make two squads and do both?
OP, please. Please.

>>45969204
Too bad the legend of the Ass Dicks was crushed before it could even begin..

>>45969379
No, That's fucking retarded

>>45969449
I am in favor of calling our elites hellraisers etc.
Give them the cool name, the good uniforms and the badass capes.
But the others, the squabbling hordes of peasants, those that should be ashamed to even call themselves soldiers should be the butt buddies. And the individual divisions should be the assdicks, the microdicks, the doubleasses and so on to remind them of their status, and to make every one of them strife to ascend into the elite regiments, to avoid having to stand in the brown! armor with shield and spear in hand, and telling their mothers, they became a butt buddy.

>>45969153
You tell everyone to get into position, taking fifteen minutes to scramble and ready the props and effects.

Once things are ready, you give the order to open the gates. You've yet to have any would be heroes try your fortress yet, but you must be prepared, and this is the perfect opportunity.

As the gates slowly creak open, Caitlyn taps her staff on the ground, causing her bags to rise and float behind her. She meekly moves forward, through the courtyard littered with dried bones and carrion birds picking at the flesh you set out to attract them.

She enter the keep proper, startled when the doors behind her slam shut and bolt on their own. The entryway is pitch black, but soon torches along the walls begin to lit to the tune of pipe organ music. They reveal two rows of black armor, each secretly hiding one of your Hellraisers, who stand at perfect attention with their weapons at the ready. She stares at the dark room, then spots the short stone stairway that leads into the audience chamber. Shaking, she presses on and through the doors.

On the other side is a grand room lit by chandeliers and stained glass windows that depict the thirteen demon princes, including your ex wife, although you sort of threw some curtains over that one.

As Caitlyn crosses the scarlet rug, you snap your fingers, giving the signal to light the torches on either horn of your black throne. Caitlyn's eyes go wide, and her bags tumble to the floor when she sees you.

Upon the throne you sit, in your polished black armor. At your right, sitting on the armrest in her favorite red gown is Vanessa, leaning on you lovingly. Beside her, standing at attention, is Marigold, in full regalia. On your left is Legion, also wearing new black plate, with his head exposed to reveal his electrifying green eyes. Caitlyn cowers before you, and you brush Vanessa gently aside to stand, and speak.

>Roll 1d100 to choose your "Welcome" line

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>45969616
Same routine we used before:
Stare.Say nothing.

>>45969676
kek, this. Definitely this, always this.

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>45969616
Glower with a dash of intense stare, then whisper quietly like a creeping darkness. " We have such sights to show you"

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>45969616
Welcome.. to my lair. The lair... of the ASS DICKS.

>>45969616
Voting this >>45969676

>>45969616
Dice+d100

"What do you think? Too much? I've never been one for flashy extremities."

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>45969616
Start singing that one song from Willy Wonka

End with everyone singing the chorus in perfect unision

Come with me
And you'll be
In a world of
Pure imagination
Take a look
And you'll see
Into your imagination

>>45969676
You stand stoically and say nothing. The room remains quiet, no one daring to cut the tension in the air. Eventually the music fades as Kyle gets tired of playing the same crescendo over and over. You stare Caitlyn down, boring into her very sole with your eyes, trying your best to make her faint with fear. You've never done it before, but you hope one day to manage it. Her response, after so many minutes of utter silence, finally comes.

"Um, sir, I'm really sorry, but can I use your bathroom? I seem to have wet myself in terror."

>"Third door on the left."
>"No! We battle!"
>"Vanessa, sweetie, help her please."
>Silence
>Other

>>45969819
>>Silence
but point to the bathroom
have everyone follow her menacingly as she makes her way to the bathroom

>>45969819
>"Vanessa, sweetie, help her please."
First stand ominously and be intimidating for 3 or 4 seconds, then ask Vanessa.

>>45969819
>"Vanessa, sweetie, help her please."

>>45969900
this

>>45969900
This but do not forget to mark
[ ] make somebody wet himself, while cowering before us
on our achievement card.

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Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>45969616
"I'am the dark overlord of [Name of our land], Conquerer of Theron. Who are you that enters my keep?"

Somethign along these lines.

>>45969900
Seeing as the mood is pretty badly damaged by your new need to have the run shampooed, you tell Vanessa to help Caitlyn to the restroom. She flutters over in her heels and escorts her by hand while you tell everyone to wrap up the scene.

A few minutes later, you meet Caitlyn properly, and shake her hand while you introduce her to your staff. She seems much more at ease now that she's aware of what's happening, and even hits it off with Gilbert, who is happy to have another inquisitive mind in the fortress.

You tell Caitlyn to make herself at home, sending her to one of the spare rooms to put her things away. Duncan, ever the brown nose, congratulates you on a successful first run of your dramatic greeting. Shen too, who until recently was hidden away, not very fitting with your Gothic theme and symmetric layout.

Soon the night sets in, and things quiet down. Caitlyn is settled, and you've no further work to do. Before you head off to bed however, Vanessa catches you in the hall and ask to speak to you, in private. This would mean leaving Sophia alone for the first time in a month.

>Enter the conference room dimension with Vanessa
>Enter with Vanessa and Sophia both
>Tell Vanessa to bring it up later
>Other

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>>45970137
>Conquerer of Theron
Job well done, go team

>>45970158
>Summon one of the others to watch Sophia then Enter the conference room dimension with Vanessa

>>45969900
Supporting

>>45970158
>Enter the conference room dimension with Vanessa

Also, 15 minutes setup time? Next time, do it in 5!

>>45970228
The Spy kid, he should try to not be noticed by her, too. Lets see, what she does.

>>45970290
>>45970228
I second these choices, it would make for good practice for the kid

>>45970158
this >>45970290
tell him to keep it in his pants or we chop it off though

>>45970158
>Other

Call, four of your elite guards, to be Sophia's 'bodyguard' then:

>Enter the conference room dimension with Vanessa

>>45970246
Oh and OP you kinda skipped my question:
How are our finances?
Thinking of engage in some under-the-radar trade war, flooding the next hostile country with cheap goods, or something.

>>45970290
You speak openly to the air, telling Kyle to keep an eye on Sophia while you speak with Vanessa.

"Understood, my dark lord," says the air, right back to you. Vanessa and Sophia both peer around to try and detect the source of the voice. You've no clue where the boy might be either, but the important thing is he's there. You pull yourself and Vanessa into the conference room, where she goes from a look of concern to one of sly cunning. She's so much like her mother sometimes.

"Sooo, daddy, remember our deal? If I find a good mommy for my baby brother you promise to put one in her belly for me to hold, and dress, and feed, and burp, and bathe, and play with, and kiss goodnight, and change, and cuddle with while you're off killing monarchs?"

You do.

"Well, I think I found someone. Would it be okay if you made Sophia my baby brother's new mommy? She's strong, and smart, and she can do magic, and I've seen her naked and she's got amazing legs and tits."

>"Language, young lady."
>"Absolutely not."
>"I don't think she's going to agree to that sort of thing."
>"Dear, you can't just ask someone to have your child."
>Other

>>45970511
>"Language, young lady."
>"I don't think she's going to agree to that sort of thing."

We're classy evil, not rape evil I think. But we did make a promise.

>>45970511
That is not what I had in mind. I tried to make Sophia think, she is not under supervision, as to see if she tries something funny.

>>45970511
>"Dear, you can't just ask someone to have your child."

Not that she isn't great and all. But:
>"I don't think she's going to agree to that sort of thing."

>>45970511
>>"I don't think she's going to agree to that sort of thing."
>>"Dear, you can't just ask someone to have your child."

And yeah, I kind of thought >>45970575 was the point. I was curious as to what she'd do on her own too.

>>45970511

>"Language, young lady."
>"I don't think she's going to agree to that sort of thing."
Although, she is an excellent candidate. Seem thoughtful.

>>45970511
>"Language, young lady."
>"Dear, you can't just ask someone to have your child."
Olde man BEG speaksing over here! *Waggles cane*

>>45970559
this

>>45970693
Changing my vote from this
To these
>>45970616
>>45970575
>>45970559

>>45970559
You tell Vanessa to watch her mouth. She presses her finger to her lips and gives you an apologetic pout. You tell her that, though you've come to respect Sophia, you seriously doubt she'd be interested in you or such a proposal. Vanessa throws her head back in one of the classic tantrums she used to throw as a little girl, groaning and throwing her body over the desk, slapping around the papers and ornaments, followed by lifting the conference table itself and swinging it around the room before letting it go. It flies at you, and you bat it aside so it crashes into the wall and splinters. Thankfully, the magic of the conference dimension causes the table to reassemble and return to it's proper place before long.

"But Daddy! You promised! You never let me have anything I want it's so not fair all I ever do is work on your dumb business and all I want is a baby brother and you can't even love me enough to put one in some lady's tummy why are you being so mean I never ask you for anything and-"

>"Enough! The answer is no!"
>"Vanessa, sweetie, it's just that this isn't as simple as you think."
>Let her tire herself out
>Other

>>45970367
Gold flow is fine, you have access to luxury goods now, so other than the huge drain of public works, you're in the black

>>45970898
>>"Vanessa, sweetie, it's just that this isn't as simple as you think."
You agree with her choice, but you would like it to happen organically.

>>45970898
>>"Vanessa, sweetie, it's just that this isn't as simple as you think."

"It's not that I don't WANT to, believe me honey I want to give you everything you want, but some things can't be achieved so easily. It takes time, effort, and a whole lot of charm."

>>45970898
>"Vanessa, sweetie, it's just that this isn't as simple as you think."

>Other
"Have i ever told you the story of how it was when your mother got pregnant with you?"

>>45970994
>>45970975
Theez

>>45970898
>"Vanessa, sweetie, it's just that this isn't as simple as you think."
It is not like am not willing but to have a child, both sides should be and I won't give Sophia a child without her consent.

>>45970920
Ok, thanks.
We should see if that country, that apparently wants a fight, can be flooded with cheap wares(steelworks?) and offer their smiths to resettle into our domain, they will not get much work there.

Furthermore we should convince the real evil guys there (the lawyers and judges) to work for us, weakening them

>>45970898
>"Vanessa, sweetie, it's just that this isn't as simple as you think."
>Other
Beside... She would want her other shield sister to join in too. She should have a consent about this

>>45970898
these >>45970975
>>45970994

>>45971277
Yeah, sure, why not both at once?
Will take a little time but it should be manageable.

>>45970975
Vanessa seems to calm down a bit. You tell her that, if Sophia is the right choice, it will happen in time. You see genuine tears begin forming in her eyes, and decide to open your arms for a hug. She throws herself into your chest and hides her face from view. You reach down and rub her back, holding her gently until she seems to cool off. You ask her if she knows about how her mother and you conceived her. Through light sniffling, she responds.

"Mom said you fucked her over the breakfast table when you both came home drunk from a bar." She isn't wrong, but you like to remember it with a little more romance.

You tell Vanessa that you'd been with her mother for years. You were both passionate people, and you expressed your fondness for one another through intimacy. You spent a lot of time together, but that night you did something that resulted in what you thought to be your greatest achievement, and greatest prize both. Three weeks later, Vanessa was born, screaming and clawing at the shaman's face until she got to drink from her mother's breast. When she was full, you held her, and she quieted down, and finally slept. She's never been able to keep crying in your arms since. You look down and see Vanessa smiling.

"I love you, daddy."

You respond in kind.

The two of you leave the conference room dimension soon after, and walk in on Kyle sitting against the wall of the hallway while Sophia stands a few feet away, face red. You take one look at the red hand print on Kyle's cheek and the tears welling in his eyes and understand completely.

"He tried to get a handful of my ass, the little deviant!" cries Sophia.

"I didn't ask to be born this way! I never asked for this curse!" shouts Kyle.

>Send the boy to his room
>Have Legion work his energy off until he can't lift his arms to grab at booty
>Set up the post
>Other

>>45971408
>Have Legion work his energy off until he can't lift his arms to grab at booty
Burpees, sword training and running, all while in full gear and carrying a pack.

>>45971408
>other
she can punish him as long as it dones't kill or seriously cripple him.

>>45971408
>Have Legion work his energy off until he can't lift his arms to grab at booty

Rip Kyle the pervert, forever cursed to wander the land of "having muscle tone"

>>45971503
Yes. Let her determine the punishment. She is the offended one and if she is supposed to carry our child she will get need to get more freedom and authority

>>45971408

>Send the boy to his room
And quietly high five him. Boy is going to be our incubus and hopefully not hook up with vanessa

>>45971408

Ask about the curse, is it something magical, or did he just made that up.
If he made that up:
Use different peasant girls to train him to restrain himself. Have them wiggle their parts infront of him and wack him, when he tries something funny.

This is *not* about his lusty behaviour per se, but he is useless when it comes to observing females, when he needs to touch them as soon as they take a bath or something.

>>45971568
I.... actually support this. Seems a reasonable choice.

>>45971568
this i guess?

>>45971408
>Have Legion work his energy off until he can't lift his arms to grab at booty

>Other
Say Sophia you're sorry for his behavior. Ask her to understand he's 'just a kid' , who still need to learn how to treat women properly

>>45971408

this >>45971503

>>45971503
You tell Sophia that as she is the grieving party, she may decide his punishment. This strikes fear into Kyle, and seems to bring Sophia a great deal of cathartic joy.

"Very well. We have a punishment for deviants and the like back home. We call it the Golden Egg. I don't have the proper device with me, but I'm sure I'll figure it out." You don't ask what this entails, but you honestly are too tired to care. You summon Legion to oversee this punishment and head to bed.

A few hours later, as you lay beneath your covers, the door to your chamber opens. Legion escorts Sophia into the room, and leaves her to climb into her cot. She mumbles something to herself, then goes quiet.

>Ask about the punishment
>Just leave it, you'll regret asking
>Other

>>45971826
>>Ask about the punishment

I'm pretty damn curious.

>>45971826

>Ask about the punishment

Please dont cripple kyle or make him impotent or let him gain new fetishes

>>45971826
>Ask about the punishment

>inb4 he enjoyed.