AW YEAH NIGGA MY BIDY IS READY

>>169728
shh it hasnt even started yet

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>>169688
>10.5
>[GREAT SUCCESS]


“Corporal Adam! We have to leave… mercenaries in the employ of the Necromancer have somehow seized the Palace.” The Saint, Captain Elia von Harti, seems a little… confused, her eyes unfocused.

Moments ago the Neumunster warrior burst into the decrepit chapel and saved your hide from a body-snatching daemon. A very impressive display all things being equal, but you can tell it too a lot out of her. With your uniform largely consisting of bloody rags and bandages [1/15 HP] right now, she hasn't realised that you two are not on the same side.

She does seem to recognise the uniforms and gear of your fellow squaddies pouring into the chapel though as the belonging to the same group that attacked her at the main gate. The Heigelen Captain valiantly plants her feet between you and this new threat, ready to defend her wounded ally.

“We need to save who we can- we…”

This has gone on long enough.

“Easy now, Captain. No point in dragging this on. Siege is over, fight's done. Let’s try to avoid anymore unnecessary bloodshed.”

She throws a confused look at you over her shoulder. Despite the fact that she is still reeling from some sort of concussion, you can see the beginnings of realization start to dawn on her.

"But... Corporal? You said..."

"Aye, I did. I told you I was a mercenary, didn't say it was your lot that paid me."

The rest of the squad has spaced themselves around the room, surrounding Captain Elia. At your single they hold back, refraining from attack.

"But... what about the children? Was that a lie?"

Uh-oh.

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> Tell the truth. [Courage]
> Tell some of the truth. [Experience]
> Tell most of the truth. [Elite]
> Lie your face off. [Clever]

Write in preffered for how you plan to word it.

>>169822
>> Tell the truth. [Courage]
I'd like to think there are some virtues we can keep.

>>169822
>> Tell the truth. [Courage]
But we did save that one girl at least.

>>169822
>> Tell most of the truth. [Elite]

>>169822
> Tell most of the truth. [Elite]

>>169822
>Lie your face off. [Clever]
If it's any consolation we didn't bring the demons

Lewding Saint-chan when?

>>169888
Saint is NOT for lewds, well not here at least

>>169822
> Tell the truth. [Courage]

>>169888
NEVER

>>169888
Nice trips, pervert!

>>169822
> Tell most of the truth. [Elite]

Rolled 2 (1d2)

1 = Tell the truth [Courage]
2 = Tell most of the truth [Elite]

>>169822
>> Tell most of the truth. [Elite]

Basically tell her everything, but change the whole "it was horrible" part to "The Demons were right behind us when we passed" , we passed that street, or something like that. We didn't "see" it first hand but with how fast they demons were working it is a miricle we bumped into the two orphans (Now one).

>>169888
When she begs us to make her feel good again.

>>169904
The trips command you to make the lewds, and all I want is to hold her hand and tender lovemaking.

>>169953
t-too lewd

>>170004
Wrong!

This >>169989
is too lewd!

>>169989
So do I.

>>170037
You're sick! And need help!

>>170060
I once kidnapped a girl and held her hand all night.

>>170071
Palindromial! I can dig it!

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“Yes. I lied, mostly. I didn’t see the orphanage myself. You were our way into the palace, to safety. I made a decision, risk my men’s lives for those who were probably already dead, or protect those who mattered to me?"

Captain Elia’s eyes harden at this, you see a dangerous glint and a shift in her stance.

“I did see some of them though.” That stops her in her tracks. You tactfully decide to refrain from mentioning that you only saw them –after- you went back out. “What were their names? One-Legged Oliver?

“Ollie.”

“Right. He’s dead, saw that with my own eyes. The others, no clue. I did manage to save Jessica though. She-“

“Half of her anyway. Boss ain’t got much experience in the heroeing business.” damn it Schuster…

“I… I thought maybe… maybe if you had lied that meant they were all okay… That maybe everything would be okay…”

Personally, speaking as someone with firsthand experience being a Neumunster State orphan, you can’t recall any attractive warrior-women shedding tears for your sake. You find the whole thing distinctly unfair. You find it hard to glean satisfaction from Captain Elia’s heaving sobs, but the rest of the squad has no qualms with collectively sighing with relief when you delicately pry the glowing moonlight sword from the skilled Heigelen Captain's hands. It’s a fine blade, clearly masterwork but oddly enough the glow stops as soon as you grasp hold of it.

“That is twice in a single night you have made the fair mademoiselle shed tears, Corporal.” Somehow you can tell Pietre Verdun is smirking under his helm. “One might suspect our leader is going for a record.”

Trooper Durvano watches Mask and Verdun escort the saint off as LCPL Marcus takes a look at Trooper Belhamun.

“You know what matey you handled that prett- SUCK ME OFF WITH A BARNACLE”

“You what?” The others seem to be staring at you in amazement.

“Holy horse-shit, boss! How are you still standing?!”

“I feel fine.” You do, really. A little light-headed maybe.

“Sit down, Corporal.” Lancer ‘Jack’ virtually growls at you. “We’ll get you a stretcher.”

A stretcher, yeah. Some rest would be nice. It’s been a long fekking night after all.

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>>170089
THREE DAYS LATER

By the fekking Father you’re sore. [11/15 HP] You’re back in the West Ballroom, which now seems to be the Black Company infirmary as far as you can tell. In the cot to your right Trooper Smiles-at-Dice lies back, bandages covering everything and preventing any talking. Not that he had much to say anyway. Trooper Belhamun is here as well, though he’s been in an out of it every since that incident with the daemonhost. Trooper Kid is the one the pops by most frequently, either with a written message or just to sit nearby because let’s face it the aftermath of a siege can be as unpleasant as it is dangerous. That or a laughing CPL ‘Bad Hand’ drags him/her back by the scruff of their ear, doubtless having been found with their hands on the wrong loot or in the wrong pockets. Really, you’re quite starting to like the little runt.

Aside from them, you’ve found yourself looking forward to the visits of…

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>Lance-Corporal ‘Jack’ Marcus. It’s been a busy few days following the siege, you appreciate his reports and opinions even if he has actual command right now.

>Trooper Vendis Durvano, sneaking in a bit of good grog to help pass the time. And ex-pirates always seem to sniff out the best drinks.

>Trooper Caroline Schuster, her wisecracks probably haven’t helped the stitches heal. But they do say laughter is the best medicine.

>Knight-of-the-Line Pietre Verdun, regaling you with his tales of blushing maidens and daring duels Before now you hadn’t really had a chance to talk to him.

>Knight-of-the-Line Mask, sometimes everyone else talks too much. You enjoy the silence the two of you share.

>>170140

>Knight-of-the-Line Mask, sometimes everyone else talks too much. You enjoy the silence the two of you share.

>>170140
>>Knight-of-the-Line Pietre Verdun, regaling you with his tales of blushing maidens and daring duels Before now you hadn’t really had a chance to talk to him.

All this bloodshed makes me want for some more romanticism.

>>170140
>Trooper Caroline Schuster, her wisecracks probably haven’t helped the stitches heal. But they do say laughter is the best medicine.

>>170140
>Lance-Corporal ‘Jack’ Marcus. It’s been a busy few days following the siege, you appreciate his reports and opinions even if he has actual command right now.

>>170140
>Trooper Caroline Schuster, her wisecracks probably haven’t helped the stitches heal. But they do say laughter is the best medicine.

>Trooper Caroline Schuster, her wisecracks probably haven’t helped the stitches heal. But they do say laughter is the best medicine.

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>>170161
>>170172
>>170208

The sun is shining, the wind billows through the windows softly and the chittering of the hordes of daemons has stopped. They disappeared like mist at the first hint of sunlight, though whether that was by Superior Syka’s design or an inherent weakness to light you aren’t sure. You haven’t had to think about it much, Schuster has been keeping you and the other wounded in lighter spirits for the most part.

“And so I says ‘Oh mister, ahm but a poor country gurl, and ahl this fanciness and finery has me all a fluster’ batting my eyes at him like the prettiest little rural wench you ever seen!”

The larrikin Caroline’s burn mark crinkles whenever she throws out a shark-like grin as she tells her jokes, which is nearly always.

“And he fell for that?” You chuckle. You had heard the story about how she lured away one of the Heigelen superiors on guard from one of the others that night, but not quite like this.

“And just what are you implying, boss? That I lack the necessary wiles and wicked ways of the fair sex? That I ain’t fancy enough?” Trooper Schuster manages to fix you an angry glare for all of two seconds before the two of you burst into laughter.

“Right, right, right! Enough of all that.” You’d recognize the boisterous bellow of Corporal ‘Bad Hand’ anywhere, even if he wasn’t flipping your mattress over with you still on it. “I never took you for a lazy bones, Prince, Up, up, up!”

You suppose you’re well enough to walk. And work. First things first…

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>The Butcher’s Bill. Find out who died, how many, how well you knew them. It’s going to be a long list. [Courage]

>Double Pay. You were in the middle of that mess because of it. You –earnt- it. And by god you’re going to spend it. [Elite]

>The Dragon. Firstly, it’s your dragon. Secondly, you dread to think of someone blaming you for whatever mischief a huge fire-breathing lizard causes. [Clever]

>The Saint. Down in the dungeons with the other prisoners, awaiting judgement. Maybe you can bring that orphan Jessica with you. [Experience]

>>170308
>The Dragon. Firstly, it’s your dragon. Secondly, you dread to think of someone blaming you for whatever mischief a huge fire-breathing lizard causes. [Clever]
Need to deal with the intelligent monster first

>>170308
>Double Pay. You were in the middle of that mess because of it. You –earnt- it. And by god you’re going to spend it. [Elite]
It's still about twice as much as usual!

>>170308
>Double Pay. You were in the middle of that mess because of it. You –earnt- it. And by god you’re going to spend it. [Elite]

>>170308
>>The Saint. Down in the dungeons with the other prisoners, awaiting judgement. Maybe you can bring that orphan Jessica with you. [Experience]

>>170308
>The Dragon. Firstly, it’s your dragon. Secondly, you dread to think of someone blaming you for whatever mischief a huge fire-breathing lizard causes. [Clever]

>>170308
>>The Saint. Down in the dungeons with the other prisoners, awaiting judgement. Maybe you can bring that orphan Jessica with you. [Experience]
Need someone to do our laundry.

>>170308
>>The Saint. Down in the dungeons with the other prisoners, awaiting judgement. Maybe you can bring that orphan Jessica with you. [Experience]

>>170140
>Vendis Durvano
Grog always makes things better.

Also does double pay also double the hazard pay?
Do we even get hazard pay?
Because I feel that we should get double hazard pay.

>>170308
>The Saint. Down in the dungeons with the other prisoners, awaiting judgement. Maybe you can bring that orphan Jessica with you. [Experience]

>>170369
We're mercs, normal pay is hazard pay.

>>170308

>Double Pay. You were in the middle of that mess because of it. You –earnt- it. And by god you’re going to spend it. [Elite]

>>170308

>The Saint. Down in the dungeons with the other prisoners, awaiting judgement. Maybe you can bring that orphan Jessica with you. [Experience]

>>170308
>>170369
>[Elite] double pay

>>170374
fer all this shit we need summit more than double pay though

>>170308
>>The Dragon. Firstly, it’s your dragon. Secondly, you dread to think of someone blaming you for whatever mischief a huge fire-breathing lizard causes. [Clever]

>>170308
>>The Dragon

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>>170327
>>170337
>>170355
>>170371
>>170384

Your fantasy about sliding down mountains of silver are interrupted by thoughts of a certain white-haired Heigelen Captain. Not a lot of Heigelen Guard were taken prisoner that night, the majority of them were trapped outside when ‘Bad Hand’ and his men locked the main gates behind them. The rest died in small groups or ones and twos throughout the palace. If a common prisoner of war gets thrown in the pit you dread to think of the treatment a warrior of light will face at the hands of the deranged Superior Syka.

Captain Elia von Harti must be having it rough. The dead orphans, the defeat, everything. She’d have realized by now that it’s her fault for bringing you through the Garden passageway. You bring Trooper Kid along with you, the sole surviving orphan Jessica slung across their back. The dungeons are overflowing, refugees that poured into the palace have been crammed into the dark under guard by silent skeletal minions, immune to the weeping and fearful whispers of those behind the bars.

You notice the people shrink back from you, an actual breathing human being, as you walk by. You wonder who has been here first, the Cultists or the Yellow Dogs. In the corner you spot a dishevelled looking figure. Captain Elia von Harti, Saint of Stuttgart chapel, looks a lot worse now than she did when you saw her two days ago. The little crippled orphan girl recognises her despite all that, actually speaking for once instead of just crying or whimpering.

“Lady Elly!”

Wait, Lady? Surely that’s just what the girl calls her, she’s not actually nobility on top of everything else.

>>170308
>>The Butcher’s Bill. Find out who died, how many, how well you knew them. It’s going to be a long list. [Courage]

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>>170528
Good to see there's one anon that realizes how important this might be. Unfortunately, gold dragons and (not 4 lewd) babes seem to come first for CPL Prince.

>>170525
”…Jessica?” The ragged Elia looks up from staring the floor. She gets up from her corner and rushes over to the bars, both little girl and warrior woman sobbing into each other’s cheeks.

“You poor thing! How di-“ “Lady Elly the monsters-“ “What happened to-“ “They got them and got eated!” “I’m so glad you’re sa-“

This goes on for some time. You and Trooper Kid glance at each other awkwardly as the blubbering and unintelligible conversation continues. Finally, with a larger than average sniffle, Captain von Harti wipes her eyes and nods at you, Trooper Kid carries the little Jessica off back to the infimary. It’s just the two of you, alone. Not counting the masses of refugees and skeletal guards of course.

“You didn’t lie. About saving her at least. Thank you, sir.” Some of the Captain’s lost resolve creeps its way back into her eyes. “I do not fear for myself, but I fear for the people here. The Sarsburg dungeons are beyond full to capacity… some much so that even the crypts and caverns below are being used now that Asgorga has been released. Please, sir, I know there is goodness in your heart. If there’s anything you can do, I would be in your debt eternally.”

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> “You –should- worry about yourself, ma’am.” [Clever]

> “Believe me, Saint, a quick death is the best thing they can hope for.” [Experience]

> “I understand what you’re saying, Captain. The fighters maybe, but the rest…” [Elite]

> “… I’ll talk to the Lord-Captain about it.” [Courage]

>>170643
> “… I’ll talk to the Lord-Captain about it.” [Courage]

Well, time to see if the persuasion luck holds.

>>170643
> “… I’ll talk to the Lord-Captain about it.” [Courage]
Oh fuck it. I'm sick of constantly making safe choices.

>>170643
> “… I’ll talk to the Lord-Captain about it.” [Courage]

>>170643
> “You –should- worry about yourself, ma’am.” [Clever]
> “… I’ll talk to the Lord-Captain about it.” [Courage]

>>170643
>“… I’ll talk to the Lord-Captain about it.” [Courage]

Saint route is a go

>>170643
>> “… I’ll talk to the Lord-Captain about it.” [Courage]

>>170643
Imo giving the saint hope is the surest way to make her do something stupid.

> “… I’ll talk to the Lord-Captain about it.” [Courage]

And also

> “You –should- worry about yourself, ma’am.” [Clever]

>>170643
>gold dragons and (not 4 lewd) babes seem to come first for CPL Prince.
gold and bitches a part of the mercenary life but knowing if your poker buddies are ok is more important because you cant take all their money in a game if their dead

>> “Believe me, Saint, a quick death is the best thing they can hope for.” [Experience]
we kind of do work for people who summon demons, create undead and drink blood.

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>>170651
>>170652
>>170653
>>170657
>>170676
>>170703
>>170716
>>170720

“… I’ll talk to the Lord-Captain about it.” You mutter as your turn to leave. You’re really looking forward to that conversation.

“Truly?! I thank you, Corporal Adam.” You can hear the hope in her voice.

“Don't forgot to watch your own back, Saint. And no one calls me that…”
It takes a while to find her. You feel a shiver crawl up your spine as you enter one of the countless meeting chambers. You can’t even tell if it’s the main one, they’re all equally ostentatious. But this is where the Company headquarters are.

And your beloved Lord-Captain ‘Cutthroat’ Kiranova is currently in finishing a heated ‘debriefing’ with the ageing 4th Platoon Lieutenant. She seems absolutely livid about… Oh great, virtually all of the things Captain ‘Cutthroat’ Kiranova is angry about are because of you. Or partly because of you. Superior Syka and the Daemons, the missing Count Vermillio and his decimated Bloodknights, the prisoners taking up space and food all over, and some idiot released the fekking dragon.

Your heart stops for a moment as her icy blue predator eyes switches over to you. Normally the Lord-Captain is intimidating enough, but in her full battle regalia…

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> “Ah, about that double pay…” Ask for a raise. [Courage +]

> “You look especially beautiful and terrifying today, Captain.” Flattery. Flattery works. [Clever]

> “…” Do not speak until spoken to. [Elite]

> “Yes, Captain. No, Captain.” Three bags full Captain. Just keep making subordinate noises. [Experience]

>>170778
> “You look especially beautiful and terrifying today, Captain.” Flattery. Flattery works. [Clever]

>>170778
>> “You look especially beautiful and terrifying today, Captain.” Flattery. Flattery works. [Clever]

>>170778
>> “You look especially beautiful and terrifying today, Captain.” Flattery. Flattery works. [Clever]

>>170778
>> “You look especially beautiful and terrifying today, Captain.” Flattery. Flattery works. [Clever]
Can't pass this one up even if it will probably backfire in a hilarious fashion

>>170778
> “Yes, Captain. No, Captain.” Three bags full Captain. Just keep making subordinate noises. [Experience]

No need to dig the hole Below any deeper.

>>170778
>“You look especially beautiful and terrifying today, Captain.” Flattery. Flattery works. [Clever]

>>170778
> “You look especially beautiful and terrifying today, Captain.” Flattery. Flattery works. [Clever]

>>170778
> “You look especially beautiful and terrifying today, Captain.” Flattery. Flattery works. [Clever]

> “Ah, about that double pay…” Ask for a raise. [Courage +]

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>>170815
How does it feel to be the one sane man?

>>170788
>>170807
>>170808
>>170813
>>170818
>>170819

But it was such obvious bait.


>DC Heroic 20 [+5 Clever II]
>DC Heroic 25

Best 2 of 3.

Time for Flirt.

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>170846
What could go wrong?

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>170846

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>170846

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>170846
>>170847
>>170849
>>170852

Oh boy. We're porked.

>>170847
>>170849
>>170852

>80 avg
>[STRONG FAILURE]

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>>170857
Just too late.

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>>170865
we could possibly chalk this up to brain damage sustained during the fight

>>170875
Blame Bad Hand's influence while we've been in bed.

>>170865
Awwwww.

This is going to be beautiful. I bet even bad hand might hear about this, and brag.

>>170881
You could say...we have been dealt with a bad hand

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>>170846
>How does it feel to be the one sane man?
It doesn't feel good boss, it doesn't feel good.

>>170905
Boo

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>>170865

Lord-Captain ‘Cutthroat’ Kiranova holds your gaze long enough for you to start sweating despite the chill before she calmly turns back to 4th Platoon’s leader.

“You’re dismissed, Lieutenant.”
The old man of 4th Platoon moves pretty quickly for his age, he can’t get out of there fast enough.

...
…
…
…


The bollocking doesn’t last for an hour. But it’s close. Somewhere around the 58 minute mark, you know because the chamber actually had and expensive and heavy (too heavy to easily loot) contraption behind the Captain that tells the time. You fixed your eyes on that clock, staring straight ahead as Captain Kiranova verbally violated you to the core. The Captain switched it up too, between furious ranting that looked like it would end with your head being crushed under her desk, to the eerie hushed voice that promised unimaginable torments, punishments and endless piquet duties until the end of your days.

You feel exhausted, emasculated and You nearly cried when she threatened to dock your double pay. As far as ‘talks’ with superiors go, this was one of your worst.

“Am I understood?” She whispers. You honestly preferred the shouting to the whispering.

“Yes, Lord-Captain!”

“Hmm… Good. Now I assume you had a reason to talk to me before that particularly gregarious breach of discipline?”

Oh boy, where to start.

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> “I may know what happened to Count Vermillio, Lord-Captain.” [Courage]

> “Yes, Lord-Captain! Um… so about the dragon…” [Courage]

> “Lord-Captain! I had a request concerning the Sarsburg prisoners.” [Courage]

> “I assumed you’d want a report concerning the night of the siege, Lord-Captain.” [Elite]

>>170951
> “Lord-Captain! I had a request concerning the Sarsburg prisoners.” [Courage]

>>170951
> “Lord-Captain! I had a request concerning the Sarsburg prisoners.” [Courage]

just say we want to bang a saint. She will understand

>>170951
>> “I may know what happened to Count Vermillio, Lord-Captain.” [Courage]
"to be entirely fair it was an honest mistake"

>>170951

> “I may know what happened to Count Vermillio, Lord-Captain.” [Courage]

Best to get it out with.

>>170951
>“Lord-Captain! I had a request concerning the Sarsburg prisoners.” [Courage]

>>170951
> “I may know what happened to Count Vermillio, Lord-Captain.” [Courage]
Maybe we should give her the sword...

>>170951
Giver here the report.
No reason you cant mention the count's fate and the dragon's *recruitment* while you're at it.

Once you put her in a good mood with the report of your "heroics"

Then you can start making your requests.

>>170951
> “Yes, Lord-Captain! Um… so about the dragon…” [Courage]

Let's give the good news before we ask for any favors.

> “Lord-Captain! I had a request concerning the Sarsburg prisoners.” [Courage]

>>170951
> “I assumed you’d want a report concerning the night of the siege, Lord-Captain.” [Elite]

> “I may know what happened to Count Vermillio, Lord-Captain.” [Courage]

> “Yes, Lord-Captain! Um… so about the dragon…” [Courage]

> “Lord-Captain! I had a request concerning the Sarsburg prisoners.” [Courage]

Basically go through the entire night. Leave out nothing. After the last hour I feel that she would somehow notice if we lied or didn't elaborate over the entire night.

>>170951
>> “Yes, Lord-Captain! Um… so about the dragon…” [Courage]

>>170995
>>170951
I'll support this.

>>170995
Backing this instead

>>170951
>> “I assumed you’d want a report concerning the night of the siege, Lord-Captain.” [Elite]

>>170995
Yeah this is good

>>170995
>>171004
>>171007
>>170993
>>171024


That seems acceptable. Is this order >>170995 all good? Lead with basic report, bad news/good news then follow up with asking for a favour.

>>171028
Yeap.

>>171028
Sure thing senpai

>>171028
sounds pretty good

>>171028
yeah fine with me

>>171028
Supporting

>>171028
Can't be too bad


Right?

In that case, given our newfound respect for protocol, I'll treat this as an [Elite II] option. Let's see how it goes down.


>DC Hard 40 [+5 Elite II]
>DC Hard 45

Best 2 of 3

Pass = Request Granted.
Fail (46-65) = Request Granted, but with complications.
Fail (66-95) = Request denied, more bollocking.
Crit Fail = Request denied, more bollocking, docked pay.

Time to Report.

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>171059

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>171059

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>171059
Sorry for fucking that up

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>171059

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>171059
PLZ

>>171063
Not counted.

>>171064
Oh but jesus I should have.

Wow we fuck up alot.

>>171075
Just count it who cares.
I do, I care.

>>171069
DAMN, we would have just succeeded..

Well 48, request granted and little shit happens I guess.

holy shit these rolls

Prince is having a really off day

>>171080
It's certainly not his worst day though.

>>171080
Given the shit he's recovering from I can't blame him.

>>171100
anyone want to recap all the shit Prince went through while we wait?

>>171060
>>171063
>>171064
>>171067
I'm guessing it is too late to say that My Blood for his most likely would have helped with? (Not sure if it would be worth it though)

>>171080
well he hasn't accidentally killed another of his employers/superiors so far so he is improving

>>171104
I think that may only be combat related..

But I mean something like cutting our hand and swearing a blood oath or some shit to our superior. that it all happens as we say. might be a way of using that..as a way to prove loyalty? even then it may be pushing it or not im not the gm.

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>>171104
Unless we are in active combat situations I won't include it as an option unless players specially request it. You can use it for any time, but it will slow us down too much in social situations if we have to revote on it every time.

And it must, unfortunately, be called before the rolls.

>>171084
Fair point. The rolls haven't actually been terrible, per se. Just not enough.

>>171060
>>171061
>>171064

You struggle to discern your commander's emotions throughout your report. You have as much success with that her as you did with Sergeant Frowns-at-Children, who you haven't seen since the siege actually.

From the details of your secret mission escorting Superior Syka, to the death(again) of Count Vermillio. There's a bit of a tense moment after you mention unchaining the dragon, it's clear Captain Kiranova doesn't believe you can bring it to heel.

And then there's the matter of your request. The Captain agrees to it too easily, so much so that you suspect something. Owing something to 'Cutthroat' Kiranova is never a good thing.

"And Count Vermillio. You still have his sword?"

"Yes, Captain."

"Lose it. That is not a request. Either give it up or ditch it, I don't particularly care which. Just don't get caught with it."

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> "Aye Captain, I'll ditch it." Ditch it. [Experience]

> "Aye Captain, I'll ditch it." Keep it. [Clever]

> "Best you take it, Captain." Give it up. [Elite]

> "I won't get caught with it, ma'am." Keep it. Easy enough to change the hilt. [Courage]

>>171146
> "Aye Captain, I'll ditch it." Ditch it. [Experience]

>>171146
>> "Aye Captain, I'll ditch it." Ditch it. [Experience]

Please. No more plot hooks. Wait, I don't suppose we know anyone who'd look really awful if they were found with that sword, would we?

>>171146
> "Aye Captain, I'll ditch it." Ditch it. [Experience]

>>171146
>> "I won't get caught with it, ma'am." Keep it. Easy enough to change the hilt. [Courage]

>>171153
Corporal Aeron wouldn't look good with it, but he's us.

>>171153
Someone in the yellow dogs perhaps?

>>171146
>> "Aye Captain, I'll ditch it." Ditch it. [Experience]

>>171146
>> "I won't get caught with it, ma'am." Keep it. Easy enough to change the hilt. [Courage]

>>171146
>> "Aye Captain, I'll ditch it." Ditch it. [Experience]

>>171146
>Sergeant Frowns-at-Children, who you haven't seen since the siege actually.
he didn't make it did he?

>>171146
>> "Aye Captain, I'll ditch it." Ditch it. [Experience]
toss it down a well or something

>>171153
Maybe ask the captain if she has someone she dislikes enough.
Mayhaps we can call it even Stevens if we were to remove such a thorn in her side.

Consensus seems to be Ditch It. But there is some discussion regarding -who- to ditch it on.

The Yellow Dogs are less than friendly, Superior Syka is out for Corporal Aeron's (your alias) blood (though her having the sword could be tricky to pull off), but it's by no means a short list of people that hate. Is there anyone in particular you can think of to frame or would you rather play it safe?

>>171173
I think she doesn't want anything to do with his death associated with the black company as a whole. We did just get his right/lefthand man killed.

>>171162
Seconding, lets frame someone else for it. Perhaps our yellow dog 'friends'?

>>171190
dump it with the yeller dogs

>>171190
Can we ask the captain for ideas?

>>171190
I'd go with the Yellow Dogs myself. No one would believe them if they blamed us. Or we could consult the captain and have this be a favor.

>>171190
Play it safe. It was only the black company and the vampires inside the city when things went down. Well, Syka was there but blaming her could backfire. Anyway there's no one outside the company, like the yellow dogs, who could be seen to have plausibly caused the counts death. And planting it could go wrong regardless. Just toss it and be done with it.

>>171201
>>171203

The impression you get from the Captain is that she wants nothing to do with it. If you did fork over the sword she would likely return it to the Necromancer as proof of the missing Count's eventual demise.

If the Lord-Captain does have any politiking in mind, it doesn't involve the sword.

>>171190
>>171209
Yellow dogs then.

>>171204
>>171209
I'll go with caution and just dropping it down a well, then boarding up said well. Might help some adventurer party a century from now.

>>171209
Just throw it into the moat or something.

>>171209
Toss it in a well and forget about it. Not worth the trouble.

>>171214
>>171217
>>171223
>>171235

Caution takes the day.

Is the captain a tsundere?

>>171302
More like all tsun no dere.

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>>171245


Gained 4 Gelt (that’s your own share)
Lost Bittersteel

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Ditching the sword is easy enough. A casual stroll across any one of the bridges around the palace, a surreptitious look around, then a swift chuck of a non-descript bit of wrapped clothe into the moat and all is said and done. Damn shame too, it was a good blade. That doesn’t matter though, because you’ve got your Double Pay!

You arrive back to the West Ballroom to see your squaddies gathered around a smiling Nissar Belhamun, who seems to have made a completely recovery. Looks like they’re discussing what to do tonight, regular duties have been palmed off to the Ranger and Cavalry Platoons for the past few days after the siege.

Cheers and whatever the equivalent of medieval high-fives are abound as your squad receives it’s payday, their dreams of spending large amounts of silver in a short time soon to be a reality.

“It’s the party of the age, matey! Women and wine! Harhar, wine and women, hell, women –made- of wine! All of Sarsburg is going to be there.” The Sabari ex-pirate looks like he’s gotten a head-start on the wine part at least. “And Nissar is coming too! He’s going to perform magic tricks! ALL of the magic tricks!”

“Oh aye, he’s right boss. All of Sarsburg. How many is that now, 20? Hahahaha!” Trooper Schuster sometimes laughs at her own grim jokes the loudest.

“So you’re not going?” Trooper Durvano looks surprisingly crestfallen.

“Psh, course I’m going. I’m just not going to be getting piss-drunk with the rest of the mercs, I’m competing in the International Mercenary Martial Arts (IMMA).” Caroline Schuster flashes an arrogant grin “And I’m going to win it too!”

Lancer ‘Jack’ looks slightly confused. “What makes it international?”

“Like… there’s mercenaries from all over. So it’s international, innit?”

“That’s not what-“ Lancer ‘Jack’ sighs and gives up.

“This ‘I M M A’ it is a duel of sorts, but without the swords, non?” Pietre Verdun asks “Then I will go. To be the best one most defeat both the Lord in his castle and the Peasant in the mud, this is true.”

You turn to Lancer ‘Jack’. “What about you Lance-Corporal? What are you doing?”

“…shopping.”

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> “Women made of wine and ALL the party tricks? Count me in.” You can always throw in a drunken fistfight later in the night. [Party/Punch with Durvano and Belhamun]

> “Punching people and getting a trophy for it? Hell yes.” Punching people comes first, then the drinking. [Punch/Party with Schuster
and Verdun]

> “I could use some new gear myself. Let’s spend this Gelt on things and stuff.” Time to spend your money on sensible things. [Shopping with Lancer 'Jack']

>>171338
> “I could use some new gear myself. Let’s spend this Gelt on things and stuff.” Time to spend your money on sensible things.

>>171338
>> “Punching people and getting a trophy for it? Hell yes.” Punching people comes first, then the drinking. [Punch/Party with Schuster

>>171338
> “I could use some new gear myself. Let’s spend this Gelt on things and stuff.” Time to spend your money on sensible things. [Shopping with Lancer 'Jack']

>>171338
Lets go to the tourney first and then drink out of the trophy we will undoubtedly win

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>>171338

> “I could use some new gear myself. Let’s spend this Gelt on things and stuff.” Time to spend your money on sensible things. [Shopping with Lancer 'Jack']

Time for new stuff!

>>171338
>> “I could use some new gear myself. Let’s spend this Gelt on things and stuff.” Time to spend your money on sensible things. [Shopping with Lancer 'Jack']

>>171338
>> “Women made of wine and ALL the party tricks? Count me in.” You can always throw in a drunken fistfight later in the night. [Party/Punch with Durvano and Belhamun]

>>171338
>> “I could use some new gear myself. Let’s spend this Gelt on things and stuff.” Time to spend your money on sensible things. [Shopping with Lancer 'Jack']

As much as I want to party buying gear and other stuff unfortunately is going to come first. If we have a little left over maybe we can throw a small something.

>>171338
I say do all three. First the gear, then the punching, then the liquor.

>>171383
I am 100% okay with this.

>>171338
>“I could use some new gear myself. Let’s spend this Gelt on things and stuff.” Time to spend your money on sensible things. [Shopping with Lancer 'Jack']

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Seems to be a priority to buy some gear, and tr to make it to the party later.

I'll post the basics now. But with (what is left of) one of the largest cities on the continent if there is anything in particular you are looking for let me know.

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Also, what do you do with Trooper Kid? Take him shopping and partying or leave him here to keep Trooper Smiles-at-'Everything' company?

> Take Kid
> Don't Take Kid

How have yall still not checked in with the Dragon yet?

>>171424
>Take Kid
duh

>>171424
> Take Kid

>>171424
Sword shopping.

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>>171424
You currently have the Saint's sword which is masterwork [+10 DC], but none of the other benefits you might glean from it.

>>171424
>Take kid

>>171424
>> Take Kid

>>171433
>#136

The possibility to ignore crit fails in combat for an entire day.

Sign me the fuck up.

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>>171433
You currently have 4 Gelt, 41 Silver

(1 Gelt = 60 Silver)

>>171424
>Take Kid

>>171442
We could waste our entire earnings on that Blackthorn armour, and I wouldn't feel bad about it at all. Also might help with the dragon a bit.

>>171442
Lets blow it all on the blackthorn armour.

>>171442
>>171446
I support this course of action.

>>171442
Blackthorn sounds good to me

>>171446
Nah neumunster and Albani steel

>>171445
>>171446
Yeah blackthorne armour has my vote

Then I gobbled a nickel. huehuehue@

>>171442
Blackthorn has my vote

>>171433
I'd say #136 and two of those wisps. Maybe the Neumunster Plate, if we can still afford it after that and have a bit of money left.

>>171442
Blackthorn armor, please and thank you.

>>171442
Gimme the blackthorn.

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Gained Blackthorn Armour (Black Tongue also combines with the Cloak of Command, good choice)
4 Gelt removed. (The Dark Father giveth, and the Dark Father taketh away)

“Oh it’s grand.”

“It’s expensive.”

“It’s beautiful.”

“If you’re into thorns. And black.”

“We’re called the Black Company, Jack. Course I’m into black.”

“That’s all your money, Prince.”

“It’s a good investment. Isn’t that right, Kid?”

“…”

“Well said, Kid…” You can’t help but smile euphorically at your newest purchase. “…well said indeed.”

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There was something terribly cathartic about spending all your money in one go. It saved time as well, you can still make it to either the IMMA or the Merc House Party.

>Drink drink drink THEN fight.

>Fight fight fight THEN drink.

>Nah. Early night for you.

>>171493
>Fight fight fight THEN drink.

>>171493
>Nah. Early night for you.
Early to bed, early to rise.

>>171493
>>Fight fight fight THEN drink.

We are showing off the armor, right? That's basically why we got it.

>>171493
>>Fight fight fight THEN drink.

>>171493
>Fight fight fight THEN drink.

Wait a second, when was the last time we shaved and meditated? How are we still alive?

>>171493
> fight then drink
Lets tell jack not to tell our squad about our purchase let's. Keep it as a surprise for eventual keks

>>171493
>Fight fight fight THEN drink.

>>171502
That was just one of the hundred-something reasons the Captain chewed you out. For the first time in forever you're showing a bit of unseemly stubble.

(It's still unclear to me whether you normally go clean-shaven or have a well-trimmed mustache)

>>171502
Banished Quest is here anon. >>155090

>>171493

>Fight fight fight THEN drink.

>>171497

I was under the impression that the IMMA was gonna be without weapons or armor, just good ol' fisticuffs.

>>171502
Couldn't shave and meditate when half dead.

>>171512
>IMMA was gonna be without weapons or armor, just good ol' fisticuffs

Exactly this.

>>171510
What?

>>171515
It a meditating joke.

>>171515
Banished's MC is infamous for meditation and poor personal Hygiene.

So what foul deeds would Prince be willing to do to ignore all negative crits for a day? A year? Forever?

>>171530
Kick a puppy.

>>171530
Lewd the saint!!

>>171530
Burn down an elf village. Elves aren't people anyway.

>>171534
I said foul deeds anon, not acts of public service.

>>171538
Rebuild an elf village?

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>>171530
100 pushups
100 situps
A ten km run
EVERY DAY
And NEVER no matter how hot it gets never turn on the air-conditioning

>>171540
Damn son.

>>171530
What kind of foul deeds would that sword want? I'm expecting it would've demanded we killed Saint-chan instead of talking her down or knocking her out if we had it then.

Her sword is obviously some kind of goody-two-shoes weapon...how can we corrupt it?

>>171532
yes
lewd the saint. with extra handholding and cuddle
the worst deed that even the QM couldnt imagined

>>171566
Hook it up with #136. All girls want bad boys, even if that girl is a sword.

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>>171567
Oh I imagined it. But that's the sort of dirty little secret I can only tell strangers on the internet.
The place is fancy, probably a Count or Duke’s townhouse. Or it used to be fancy. Sacking a place tends to have a detrimental effect to a places class. And this location is lacking in class what it makes up for in cutthroat swords-for-hire. Some enterprising soul turned the courtyard that looks out into the garden into a makeshit fighting pit.

Looks like all the prettiest mercenaries are here. The shouts of the Yellow Dogs and Turncoats echo throughout the hall.

“GO DOGS! Aroo! Aroo!”

“Nahn Sharisa! Nahn Aqwia!”

Looks like a few matches have already been underway. That or the teeth and blood was there to begin with. To your left Pietre Verdun is wrapping up his hands, you can see the result of every bit of endless training and practice in his well-honed body. Caroline Schuster is standing on a table making crude gestures and fairly creative threats to all comers. She’s no slouch in terms of fitness either, and you can see the burns don’t stop at her face. And then there’s Corporal ‘Bad Hand’ in the corner, laughing like a madman through a bloody mouth as the Turncoats drag his defeated opponent away.

Your first opponent is…
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> A hulking bruiser from the Yellow Dogs corner.

> A lithe, quick looking fellow from the Turncoats.

>>171581
>> A hulking bruiser from the Yellow Dogs corner.

>>171581
>> A lithe, quick looking fellow from the Turncoats

>>171581
> A hulking bruiser from the Yellow Dogs corner.
We defeated giant below. How difficult will this get
Jinxing it

By the way, what happened to the saint's request?

>>171581
>> A hulking bruiser from the Yellow Dogs corner.

>>171585
>>171146
>And then there's the matter of your request. The Captain agrees to it too easily, so much so that you suspect something. Owing something to 'Cutthroat' Kiranova is never a good thing.

>>171581
> A hulking bruiser from the Yellow Dogs corner.

>>171581
Aww shit are we gonna go all RDJ Sherlock on this persons ass?

> A hulking bruiser from the Yellow Dogs corner.

Who doesn't want to bust a Yellow Dog up?

>>171587
Ah
thank you, good anon
It seems my eyes skipped that

>>171585
>saint's request

Captain Kiranova has agreed to take it up with your Employer. The Necromancer doesn't have any particular use for them, the trick will be foiling his sister Syka.

>>171601
Superior Syka...well then, this looks like a not gonna say it

are people still in here on this quest or is it over for now?

>>171609
The last update was 20min ago of course we are.

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>>171613
damm you time zones!!!
lest we didnt fuck up as much as last time
made it thow the day

>>171613
o/

>>171614
Uh, that's not really the best image for this quest. I mean, MC is kinda an awful person. Not the worst and not without morals or concern for his fellow man. But definitely not a knight.

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The moment the bell (or rather improvised chamberpot) rings the brute rushes at you with an unintelligible roar.

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>Rush right back. You can finish this quickly. [Courage]

> Remember your training. Take him apart piecemeal. [Elite]

>You know this type. Outlast him. [Experience]

> Step out of the way. Obviously. [Clever]
>>171614
>>171609
>>171613
Sorry fellas, watching game of thrones. Further regular updates in 40 after a short break.

>>171627
>> Step out of the way. Obviously. [Clever]

Give the audience a show. We'll make Badhand look like a gimped bull. Stylishly.

>>171627
> Step out of the way. Obviously. [Clever]
I would suggest imagining he's Kiranova, but we don't want to end this with us making out with him.

>>171627
> Remember your training. Take him apart piecemeal. [Elite]

Face, ears, knees, face again, kidneys.

>>171627
> Remember your training. Take him apart piecemeal. [Elite]

Rolled 1 (1d2)

1 = >>171628 >>171631

2 = >>171634 >>171640

Beating 60 takes him down, further degrees of success result in how fancy it is.

>DC Easy 80 [+5 Clever II]
>DC Easy 85

Best 2 of 3.

Time for fight club.

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>171647
Yellow Dogs a shit. I bet their corporals don't have morally pure prisoners of war that subtly nudge them towards not being absolute bastards.

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>171647
>>171649
Good lord. That was absolutely terrible. Let me try again.

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>171647
FOR THE DARK FATHER and money and saint

>>171627
>> Remember your training. Take him apart piecemeal. [Elite]

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>171647
Rolling

>>171649
>>171652
Uh QM, does the second one count count?

>>171661
Doesn't really matter too much now.

Did superior Syka kidnapped OP?

>>171692
A small delay. He's being held at the door.

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Okay, I'm back and will try to pick up my update speed! Been feeling a little crook today.


>>171649
>>171653
>>171661
>Avg 20.5
> [STRONG SUCCESS]

From the moment you side-step and throw a side-angled jab that sends your opponent reeling you know you have this match in the bag. You decide to give the audience a bit of a show, every time the Yellow Dog bruiser lunges at you all he finds is thin air and a fist from a completely different direction.

You’re not really that fast, you just time it right. And you time it just right enough to be showy as well. The bruiser hasn’t so much as hurt a hair on your head when he slips over and you go in for the kill, pummelling his face into a bloody ruin.

Across from you Corporal Hadrien has trapped the lithe Ajiyimad Turncoat in a lock and- ouch. The Black Company members seem to be representing well. So much so that your bout in the semi-finals is against…

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> Knight-of-the-Line Pietre Verdun

> Trooper Caroline Schuster

>>171698
> Knight-of-the-Line Pietre Verdun

>>171698
>> Knight-of-the-Line Pietre Verdun

>>171698
>pietre Verdun

>>171698
> Knight-of-the-Line Pietre Verdun

>>171698
I feel like we're gonna regret this but

> Knight-of-the-Line Pietre Verdun

>>171698
>Knight-of-the-Line Pietre Verdun

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>>171700
>>171705
>>171707
>>171708
>>171709
>>171712

“Eh, no worries boss.” Schuster grins showing off a new gap in her teeth. “He’s fast and hard and bloody brilliant but apart from that…”

“Even if we must squabble like the low-born rabble, I am grateful to the Father for granting me the opportunity to match arms against you, mon ami.” Verdun offers a deep bow before taking a boxers stance.

You can’t hold a candle to Verdun in skill. You’re not fool enough to think just because he is a supreme swordsman means he isn’t proficient in bare-knucles. The Turncoat he faced in the last round was left an absolute ruin, torn down methodically by Verdun’s lightning lefts and deadly combinations. And his fancy fekking footwork.

He won’t know every dirty trick in the book. But he knows the basics and he’s way better at those than you can ever hope to be.

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Time to open up the book of dirty tricks.

> Page 1. Use your surroundings. [Experience]

> Page 2. Hurt his feelings. [Clever]

> Page 3. Go for the weak spot. [Elite]

>Page 4. Improvise. [Courage]

>>171729
> Page 1. Use your surroundings. [Experience]

>>171729
> Page 2. Hurt his feelings. [Clever]

>>171729
Hmph.

“Eh, no worries boss.” Schuster grins showing off a new gap in her teeth. “He’s fast and hard and bloody brilliant but apart from that…”

“Even if we must squabble like the low-born rabble, I am grateful to the Father for granting me the opportunity to match arms against you, mon ami.” Verdun offers a deep bow before taking a boxers stance.

You can’t hold a candle to Verdun in skill. You’re not fool enough to think just because he is a supreme swordsman means he isn’t proficient in bare-knucles. The Turncoat he faced in the last round was left an absolute ruin, torn down methodically by Verdun’s lightning lefts and deadly rights.

He won’t know every dirty trick in the book. But he knows the basics and he’s way better at those than you can ever hope to be.

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Time to open up the book of dirty tricks.

> Page 1. Use your surroundings. [Experience]

> Page 2. Hurt his feelings. [Clever]

> Page 3. Go for the weak spot. [Elite]

>Page 4. Improvise. [Courage]

>>171729
>hurt his feewings

He strikes me as a prideful sort so that shouldn't be too hard.

>>171729
>> Page 1. Use your surroundings. [Experience]

>>171729

>Page 1. Use your surroundings. [Experience]
>Page 4. Improvise. [Courage]

>>171729
>> Page 1. Use your surroundings. [Experience]

>Page 1. Use your surroundings. [Experience]

>DC Hard 40

Best 2 of 3.

What do you grab? Name it as you roll.

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>171751
a demo bone

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>171751
A handful of teeth