>>1962
Female
Also,
>DS3
>Not from the beginning
You also don't need a trip here, since we have IDs.

>>1962
>female
I hope you don't make this a long running thing cause there really isn't going to be a good archive for a little while.

>>1962
Female

>>1978
>ID's
>not a shit idea
this is 4chan, having ID's gets rid of the fun of anonymous shitposting. Besides, trips are traditional.

>>1962
Neither.
I sexually identify as a helmet.
I shall bring death to all the gender classifying scum.

>>1994
I know, but ID is equivalent to a Trip here is my point.
>name + Trip/ID.
Cause a Trip is basically an ID.
I do agree is kinda kills the whole Anon thing, though and you can't safely samefag under guise of multiple IPs in thread not posting.

>>1962
>female

>>2007
Well, if this thing actually takes off from this gigantic pile of shit and /I/why would you do this you gigantic retard/I/ it would help give a name to the person that runs this quest. Not to mention that having something to remember the past age is a good thing.

>>1982
>>1978
Flesh and bones surrounded your fragile soul. Warmth radiated from your true soul, yet. your new body was cold; your heart didn't beat. No... you didn't belong to the plane of man. you were something else....

"Rise from your naught, Vessel of ashes. Rise and aid us in our blight" these words resonated in your soul. you were surrounded by an endless sea of long forgotten ash untampered in ages. A corpse slept next to you. You felt some sort of familiarity with it. It held weapons and armour just for you....

>Choose a class

>>2007
>Cause a Trip is basically an ID.
but it will only last for this thread.
Every post you make in a different tread will have a different ID.
I think it's a good way to prevent someone from spamming rerolls.

>>1982
we will see, i just had to make something for the new board. i was about to sleep to be honest.

>>2029
Geomancer

>>2029
From someone that has only played 1 and 2, what are the classes?

>>2029
Deprived.

>>2042
>>2048

>knight
>bandit
>Pyromancer
>Wanderer
>Cleric
>Sorcerer
>Deprived
>Thief

i am sure i am missing something here.

>>2055
>Cleric

>>2048
>85 second for posting

good job mods.

do play dark souls 3 if possible.

>>2055
Deprived

>>2055
>Pyromancer.
Because they were the shit in 1 and 2. How are they in 3. And how good is 3 by the way? Better than 2 was hopefully.

>>2055
>Thief

>>2064
>85 second for posting
They should remove that for OP only.
OP can already do stuff like bold, so I see no reason why not.

I really should grab a copy of Dark Souls 3 soon, from what I hear it is quite good.

>>2055
>Deprived

>>2061
>>2051
>>2065
An ash riddled club was by its side. You grabbed said weapon, it was crude and battered but it would serve you well. You almost failed to notice a crackled plank shield strapped on its back, by the looks of it, it was liable to break at any moment.

"Transverse The Ashen end, Vessel of Ash, unbind me from my shackles and i shall serve you and you only." said words resonated in your head.


___________Ashen End_________

Seas of endless ashes surrounded you, there was no sun to govern these forsaken lands; only the occasional gust and the distant cries of someone unbeknownst to you.
>Head north
>Head south
>Head east
>Head west

>>2101
>Head east

>>2101
>Head north
What could possibly go wrong?

>>2101
Head west young man.

>>2101
South

Rolled 1 (1d4)

>>2106
>>2108
>>2116
>>2119

You headed east, you felt death looming around you.Limbs, heads and other body parts would occasionally jot from the ashen hills.Fear, pain, agony were written on their hollow faces.

A three legged dog was limping its way to an untouched corpse. it lost its inside long ago, this wasn't hunger or instinct. no...it was the urge for destruction. the corpse looked very fresh, barely in the early stages of rotting. It was however stripped of almost everything visible. why would anyone venture in these lands of sorrow?

>Ignore the mindless beast
>Attack the dog [roll a d20 for it]
>Something else?

>>2134
>Ignore the mindless beast

>>2134
>>2119
>>2116
>>2108
>>2106

>>2134
>pet the dog
>with the club

Also is anyone else getting an absolute assload of storefront captchas

>>2134
>Something else?
Try to negotiate first. Maybe it could use a friend.
Should that fail, attack.

>>2134
>Ignore the mindless beast

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2149
Ok, let's not mess up the roll a 2nd time.

Rolled 20, 37 = 57 (2d100)

>>2158
Just letting you know, I do believe that the dice here still hate us. I rolled 2d100 and got a 1 and a 5 on it

Rolled 17 (1d20)

test

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>2174
You failed unless this is above fifty

Rolled 6, 4 = 10 (2d6)

testing dice

>>2138
>>2143
>>2149
>>2150
you ignored the mindless beast, you were as fragile as that rotting corpse; your pitiful excuse for a weapon wouldn't do you good against stronger foes.

From the daunting hills, a great arrow was loosened, it struck the ground ahead of you. The greatarrow was made out of bones which oozed a sliver like substance. You head a rambling of an old man, it echoed in the sunless skies.

"Turn back! Bringer of warmth, bringer pain! you reign is over. the lords, the knights...everything burnt to ash! there is nothing for you to plunder...leave the likes of us away from you! leave us be!"

>Turn back [choose another direction]
>Charge ahead [17-20 won't get us impaled by great arrows]
>Something else?

>>2191
>bringer of pain
>your reign

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>2191
Onwards!

>>2213
a bit late for that

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>2191
>Something else?
Try to speak and tell them that we come there in relative peace. And if we can't speak, make sure that we don't make any threatening gestures.

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>2191
>Charge ahead [17-20 won't get us impaled by great arrows]

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>>2191

go back and head left

>>2223
>>2218
>>2224

Despite his warning, you charged onwards. His aim was true as a great arrow was struck pinning you to the ground.

As your life was ebbing way, you heard his "I did it! I kill her again! I did it heheheehahaee!"

_____YOU DIED_____

it was your first time experiencing death. Being snatched back from the world of the dead to this desolate world broke something in you. You were missing your petty weapons and shields. You found yourself next to the corpse whom you took the club from.

This time, however, a scrawny little man was waiting for your arrival, he had various scales sprouting over his skin, he hid his uneven face behind a strange wooden mask. A small sack was snitched to his back and a crude dagger replaced his left hand.

"Greeting great vessel, I am kesp the bastard. Your first death must be devastating, no wonder. Say, how will you fare against this harsh world with naught but your bare hands? let this troubles you no more! For my kin are known to be excellent scavengers."

He paused, giving little attention to your face; his eyes were pinned to your feet " For a measly fee, i can offer my help to bring whatever your corpse held. now, what says you?"

>Accept
>Decline
>Attack him [roll a 20]
>Something else

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>2304
>Attack him [roll a 20]
Is chokeslamming him an option?

>>2304
>Decline

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>2326
>>2351

You felt weakness in his deformed body and so you grabbed him by the neck and slammed him into the ground.

Your brute strength combined with you over-weighing him pinned him to the ground, his dagger did make a scar near your chest but that was all.

"But....why?" were his last words.

+20 souls

Kesp the bastard has dropped:

>Hitless dagger
Used by Kesp the bastard as a poor mean of protection. Without a hilt, it is just a sharp piece of metal. However, the base of the dagger is imbued with the bastard's blood. the blood of the dragons once ran through his veins.

>A Bottomless box
This old box has no depth, hide your box in the emberless ash to safekeep it or bring it with you. Do mind the risks.

>Head___
>something else?

>>2326
>>2416
>>2351

well i am gonna sleep. see you in 8 hours

>>1962
>neither

well, we are back.

>>2416
>Head South

>>4015
You marched to the south. A handful of armless hollows were reaching for the sunless skies. They were but empty husks in this dying world. Some had a drooping neck pulsating with black veins , it was somewhat unsettling.

>Attack them
>Ignore them
>Something else?

>>4045
>Attack them
easy souls to harvest

>>4051
With your unwieldy dagger, you attacked the docile hollows.

+40 Souls

One of the hollows has dropped:

>A thoughtful dream

A manifestation of a dream tangled with one's soul. 'Warmth' is the only aspect interpreted in said dream.

Alas, a ruined structure lied in the horizon. However, said ruins were surrounded by various hollows, chained together via their feeble neck forming a pitiful excuse for an obstacle.

All the chains originated from the collar of a giant dog-like creature with arrows, swords and axes sticking out of its skin. It was drifting in a peaceful sleep.

>Attack the chained hollows
>Attack the Watchdog [18-20 will guarantee a hit]
>sneak by to the ruins [16-20 will guarantee a swift entrance]
>Sneak by, then attack the watchdog [17-20 will guarantee a critical hit]
>head ____
>Something else?

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>4110
>sneak by to the ruins [16-20 will guarantee a swift entrance]

>>4128
Your clumsy attempt to sneak by has alerted the hollows and the watchdog, All it took was a couple of screeches from the hollow to wake up the slumbering beast.

It roared in anger and started to flail the feeble hollows towards you crushing their fraigle structures in the process. You miraculously dodged some of these wild attacks as they were highly inaccurate.

A strange whistle was heard from the ruins. It calmed down the raging beast. Once again, i went back to slumber.

>Attack the Watchdog [18-20 will guarantee a hit]
>sneak by to the ruins [16-20 will guarantee a swift entrance]
>Sneak by, then attack the watchdog [17-20 will guarantee a critical hit]
>head ____
>Something else?

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>4163
>sneak by to the ruins [16-20 will guarantee a swift entrance]
i'm sure we can do this...

>>4176
You almost succeed in this attempt, but once again, you have awakened the watchdog. It roared and opened its gaping maw to swallow you whole.

Another well timed dodge saved your life, the watchdog instead had a handful of ash in its mouth.

The whistle put it to sleep once more, it sounded a bit distorted this time.

>Attack the Watchdog [18-20 will guarantee a hit]
>sneak by to the ruins [16-20 will guarantee a swift entrance]
>Sneak by, then attack the watchdog [17-20 will guarantee a critical hit]
>head ____
>Something else?

>>4176
this won't do...
> go back and Head east

>giant dog-like creature with arrows, swords and axes sticking out of its skin.

>>4259
>Something else?

Look for a weapon in good condition that would be easy to grab.
Sneak up to him, try to pull it out and run away.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>4276
>>4281

>>4281
roll if it is 2

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>4305
well then

>>4311
A keen battle axe caught your attention, you approach to the slumbering beast was vulgar and you paid for it.

Despite of the somewhat soothing whistle, the watchdog had enough with your pestering, it snapped you in half, crushing your upper half in a gruesome fashion.


____YOU DIED____

you woke up once more near corpse which had the club. Nothing but pain and a thoughtful dream remained from your past self.

With no weapon, your hopes dwindled greatly.

>Head____
>Something else?

>>4382
>Something else?
search around, try to scavenge

well shoot, i have to go.

is there anyway to archive the thread?

>>4488
suptg works apparently
but don't worry, unless a big spam wave hts the board, the thread will still be here in a few days

aright, we are back again.

>>4387
You tried to find something of use in the endless piles of ash. You did find an old short bow by pure luck, its former owner had an arrow stuck between its ribs. his quiver was no where to be seen.

>Head south for the watchdog and the ruins it is protecting
>Head east for the madman with the greatbow
>Head west
>Head north
>Something else?

i am no map maker but would you like some form of a rudimentary map drawn?

>>7509
>Head west

sure, a map would be great

>>7521
You headed west. A crumbling old tower stood defiant against time. dozens of corpses littered what seemed to be a courtyard in another time. All were stripped to the bone.

Oddly enough, A lone hollow guarded the entrance to the tower, he had nothing on him but a broken spear and tattered armour. He was still petting his dead dog.

>Aim at the hollow [15-20 will guarantee a hit]
>Charge with your Hiltless dagger [16-20 will guarantee a hit]
>Charge with your bare hands [17-20 will guarantee a hit]
>Offer your Thoughtful dream to the lone hollow
>Something else

>>7602
>Offer your Thoughtful dream to the lone hollow
i have a good feeling about this

>>7627
You offered your thoughtful dream to the hollow, The husk of a man dropped his spear , he was immersing himself in old memories manifested in this dream.

>Enter the tower
>Kill the hollow

>>7666
>take spear
>> enter the tower

>>2068
Pyro is fun but not all that good.

3 is really fun but it's got easy mode with boss coop.

>>7676
You took his spear, the hollow didn't protest at all. he allowed you to ascend the tower.

You made your way to the very top of the tower, A vengeful gust obscured the majority of the field. However, you could spot the sleeping Watchdog and a small village near the location of the man with the greatbow.

A perfectly intact Ballista occupied the majority of the tower's tilted roof. Its front wheels were rails in a strange mechanism unbeknownst to you, it did allow this war machine to rotate around the axis of the tower. Only one bolt was available.


>Aim the Ballista at the Watchdog, fire
>Aim the Ballista at the greatbowman's village, fire
>Leave it for now
>Something else?

>>7764
>Leave it for now
i want to go check what's north first but this is extremely tempting

>>7785
You exited the lone tower, eager to explore what lied in the north.

Nothing.

A void of churning abyss awaited you by the north. As if the world halted in this very spot.

A young woman was admiring the scenery, her hair was oozing black substance, She obscured her face under a faint yellow peculiar mask which only exposed her pale forehead. She wore a grey robe with black circular patterns, her feet were once shackled together as were her hands.

A small ornate dagger rested on her breasts while an unknown medium for the dark was coiled around her waist.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" She sighed "Are you too a dark pligrim?"

>Yes
>No

>>7868
>I'm just a vessel.

>>7899
She retorted "A vessel? how feeble are you to outright say so in front of me. You are a vessel of a false hope. Stop clinging to the past; the lords and their fire have faded. Embrace the age of man."

She paused shifting her attention to the depths below "No matter, you will plea to the abyss sooner or later. I am Shard Livenne, a true follower of the abyss. I do intend to stay here until i finish my pilgrimage. Should you kneel to the abyss, you will find a powerful ally by your side."

>Leave her
>Say something to her
>Attack her
>Something else?

>>2055
You're missing Hunter

>>7982
>Leave her
head back to the west, shoot the watchdog and go visit the ruins... sounds like a plan, no?

>>8014
You left the Pilgrim behind and head back to the tower. You spent a some time in adjusting the Ballista before firing.

The Watchdog withered in pain as it was pinned to the ground via the large bolt. Its death was slow and painful to watch.

+1000 Soul

you headed straight for the ruins, a desperate whistle echoed in the air as you were approaching.

A lone figure stood in the middle of the ruins. A tower of a man, Like his Watchdog, he was chained to the ruins itself. its arm were cut off and his legs were badly injured, A bloodied whistle was sewn to his lips. his voice was getting sore from endless whistles.

>Fight Yhar, the handler
>leave.

>>7986
i knew it.

>>8076
>Fight Yhar, the handler
we have a spear, we have reach

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>>8076

leave, daydream a bit as you walk.

>>8076

Remove his whistle, then leave.

>>8129
>Remove his whistle, then leave.

changing my vote to this.

but still add

>>8118

>daydream a bit as you walk.
to the end.

>>8088
You entered the ruins with your spear, your dagger and your bow. You didn't know how to pull out the whistle out of his sewn mouth but you ought to give it a try. The handler didn't pay much attention to you, he was still whistling.

Although, he spent most of his days here on his knees. you couldn't even reach the end of his belly; five or six of him might match the tower from earlier.

When he grew desperate, the handler stood up.

"MMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!MMMMMMMMRAAGH!!!!"


The death of his beloved Watchdog triggered a tempest of pure rage. he started to pull out the chains binding him only to flail it at your direction. One stomp of his might end you in a second.

>keep dodging, wait for an opening [15-20]
>Run [10-20]
>Make your way in the ruins [18-20]
>Something else

>>8135
>>8129
>>8118

Rolled 15, 2, 14 = 31 (3d20)

>>8178
Stab him in the testicles

>>8211
one roll is enough, really.

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an attempt was made for a map

>>8211
You rolled away from his reckless flails and stomps. You found yourself beneath his knelled legs, you poked his manhood in a ruthless jab.

The handler wailed, rolling on the ground in pain. in these sudden movements, some of the weaker chains were snapped. the sturdier one took chunks of flesh from his back and legs.

His bloating eyes were tearing up. he took a deep breath for a final whistle before dropping dead on the ground shaking the very foundation of the place.
+0 souls?

You heard a distant howling, the ground was shaking.

>run to the ruins
>Stand and fight
>Escape the ruins
>Something else?

>>8334
>Escape the ruins

>>8334

>>Escape the ruins

GOTTA GO FAST!

>>8390
>>8461
You escaped the ruins through a crack in the wall. You saw it coming towards the ruins.

The watchdog of Yhar.

It left an oozing trail on its wake, it didn't mind the bolt at all. Instead, it went to its master to guard his corpse and the ruins itself.

With nowhere to go, you headed back to the tower. The lone hollow was slain by a knight of sorts in a sickly dark green armour, it was covered by loose and filthy wraps. The knight in question had glaring hole in his helm exposing his right undead eye. He rested by his greenish greatsword.

"Quite a performance, oh mighty vessel." his word were full of poison "You killed the only man capable of hindering the true potential of this beast. My task will be thrice as hard now...."

He didn't like your silent and hollow gaze at him "I care not of your goals or you for that matter. That way i see it, both of us want to free someone inside of these ruins. This trotting beast is in our way. There is but only one sane answer to this ordeal, mighty vessel. Shall you accompany a plagued knight of Coris to slay your undoing?"

>Yes
>No

>>8563
>Yes
Let's just make sure that if we do kill it, we take the souls from it before this knight can

>>8652
"Good, I am Heldenmutt, you look pretty frail yourself. I will doubt i will get much use of you. Hmm..."

The knight pulled out a handful of arrows "I found these on my way here, no bow. You have one strapped onto your back. Are you a good shot? can i rely on you to shoot his damn eyes while i keep it busy?"

>Yes
>No

>>8701
>Yes

>>8795
"A warning, if a single arrow finds itself anywhere near my armour, you will wish you were fighting the beast. Let's go."

Heldenmutt gave you x20 wooden arrow for your disposal. He didn't utter another word after his warning.

Heldenmutt stood defiant against the raging beast, he took off his helm and placed it on the ground exposing his disfigured undead face to the world.

"Come on you piece of filth! show me your mettle." with unseen bravery, the plague knight took on the watchdog by himself. His moves were swift and precise.

You waited for the right moment to loose your arrow, it....

>roll a 20

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>8859

>>8869
...landed above his maw. The Watchdog did feel it, it shifted its attention to you. Heldenmutt took the chance and cleaved its side.

Enraged, the Watchdog pinned the plague knight, his greatsword was barely about to withstand the sheer force of the beast's anger.


You took a deep breath and fired another one, it....

>roll a 20

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>8925

>>8939
...pierced the lower portion of its eye. Like his master, the beast rolled on the ground, its large paw desperately trying to removed the prickly arrow but in vain.

Heldenmutt regained his balance and drove his greatsword in the beast's pulsating throat a gash of black blood sprayed the knight of Coris . A random swipe sent the plague knight feet away but he regained his balance with a smile on his face.


_______YOU DEFEATED_______

+5000 soul

The plague knight panted heavily as the watchdog threw some hapless kick before expiring for the second time. Despite your little effort, you gained as much souls as he did.


A distinct black soul was escaping its mouth. It has to be its very soul.

>Ask the plague knight if he wants it
>Run, snatch it for yourself
>Offer it to the plague knight
>Something else?

>>9009
>Something else?
Walk up to him.
Congratulate him.
Praise his strength and skill.
Take the soul while he's not looking.

If he notices, go with
>Ask the plague knight if he wants it

>>9021
Despite your efforts to praise him, Heldenmutt chose silence. He didn't object on you claiming the soul for yourself. He simply looked at you with disgust. you tucked it in your bottomless box.

>Twisted soul of a Watchdog
A malicious soul of a great being, consume it to gain souls. Or perhaps....

Long ago,A simple man and his dog were among many to guard a beautiful sanctuary. When the war drums echoed in this forgotten kingdom, The sanctuary was turned into a prison, a dungeon for the good and the wicked alike.

Yhar was granted a terrible curse by one of the prisoners which led to the current state of the sanctuary. He and his dog were bound to this place till the end of times.

Caution is a must; for there is still a handful of prisoners in the sanctuary.


"I think we owe ourselves a little rest; those inside are not departing anytime soon." He chuckled to himself as he put on his helm.

>Leave him, head for the ruins
>Accept a moment of respite
>Something else?

>>9103
>rest

>>9147
The two of you found a nice spot to ease yourselves.

"A pyromancer taught me this trick..." Heldenmutt set a wooden ruble on the fire.

The fire itself was cold, lifeless. It provided the illusion of warmth and comfort.

"How does it feel, mighty vessel? to harbor truth warmth...Them mad critters in Loaane's swamps would tears you to bits if they knew who you were? Do you even realize your purpose here?"

>Yes
>No

>>9213
>Yes

>>9213
>Yes

>>9224
>>9231
"They always say that. Madmen...Take pride in your state, Vessel, you will not go hollow. Not even in a thousand death. The whole lot of us... we are slaves to dead lords and dead flames."

The plague knight had his share for words. He drifted into a well deserved sleep.

You could sleep as well, but it lacked any taste.

.

.

You 'woke' up the next day before Heldenmutt. The Watchdog and the handler's corpse were already rotting. you approached the handler's mouth and cut off his large whistle

>Yhar's whistle

a peculiar whistle fashioned from Deadwood. Calms down dogs and other related Kin.

It was sewn to the handlers for years and years . A foul breath is to expected,

The two of you entered the main structure, rows of rusty cells and cages greeted you both. There was none alive in the vicinity.

The plague knight searched every cell but the result remained the same "Curses! Where is he?!"

You heard something resonating in your soul "Closer, vessel of Ash, closer...." you found yourself at a lonely cell with a wrapped corpse, its left hand was extended in the air. you somehow wanted to land a gentle kiss on the rotten hand.

>Kiss the hand
>Ignore it for now, search with the plague knight for his target
>Leave
>Something else?

>>9349
>Kiss the hand

Motherfucker, that's probably royalty.

>>9349
>Kiss the hand

>>9362
>>9376
you kissed the hand. It felt...it felt warm.

"Oh vessel of Ash, I longed for your touch." the corpse slowly started to move, the dead flesh was rejuvenated in mere seconds.

In a blink, the corpse morphed into a grey haired woman, the wrappings fell revealing a long black robe unscathed by time. A distinctive silver ring shined on her other hand. Her skin was milky and healthier than anyone you might think of, her smooth eyes were basking in your presence.

Her lips, her body language, her eyes.... all spoke of affection towards you.

"I am yours, vessel of ash. I don't bear any name but i know my purpose. I am an Firekeeper in a world without flames. I shall guide you to rekindle the age of fire. the age of warmth....you shall make this world a better place, Vessel of Ash. Follow me...."

>Follow her
>Look for Heldenmutt first
>Say something to her
>Something else?

test
test
test
test
test

>>9451
>Look for Heldenmutt first

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a quick doodle

>>9480
you wanted to find Heldenmutt first, but the plague knight was no where to be seen, He was have left while you were busy with the nameless firekeeper.

"This way." her voice was soothing, she descended to the lower levels of the sanctuary, it was getting darker with each step.


The two of you reached a locked door, it long fluffy feather all of it "Vessel of Ash, this door was not meant to be opened. The king of these lands locked unspeakable horrors here. For our sake, don't open the door."

You nodded in agreement, before descending further in the sanctuary. The firekeeper unlocked a small door at the end of the hallway. Warmth radiated from the large hall.

"As i live and dream!" the firekeeper cried over the sight of an actual bonfire .She collapsed from joy.

Cont

>>9562
"Vessel of Ash, this is where many lords of cinder linked the first flame. To link the first flame, we require five powerful souls:

Mithrim, the whole shard. He is the vessel of the dark flame. The dark flame of man

The Holy dreams of Livendagen. They are the vessel of the sacred flame, the flame of gods

Holy Knight Lukus , She is the preserver of the white flame. the flame of pure men

Loaane, the unsavory beast. It is the devourer of the wild flame, the uncontrolled flame of beasts

Tears of Chaos. The forgotten offspring of the witches of Izalith. The Vessel for the chaos flame.

And you, the Vessel of Ash, keeper of flickers of the first flame.

Fire will never fade, Vessel of Ash. Once all the vessels are here..."

And that concludes our thread, thank you for participating.


https://twitter.com/FalloutQM

here is my twitter for future announcements.

>>9705
cool

kudos to you for being one of the first quests on the new board

>>9746
i am honestly surprised by the alarming amount of joke quests. it will get better, i hope.

>>9765
it's just people being attracted by the big "new board" sign and also the quests from the other boards coming in

i'm more worried about how offsite archiving will be handled

we are still alive? what a surprise.

I am open to suggestion about some rules/stats because not everything is set in stone.

I would like to approach this quest with as little rules as possible relying on the occasional roll but that might just be me.

>>10954
that should be fine

>>11008
i might continue later this day, should i start a new one or should i just keep it here?

>>11025
keep it here, you still have some time
and even if the thread autosages, it's not as if there was many threads to push you back, lol

rolls

alright, we are back again.

just a quick round up for all what we have:

Name: None (Vessel, Vessel of Ash...etc)

Class: Deprived
Souls: 6000
inventory:

>Tatterted garment
>Short Bow
>21 wooden arrow
>Broken spear
>Yhar Whistle
>Twisted Soul of a Watchdog
>bottomless box

Stats:

STR: 10
DEX: 10
INT: 10
FTH: 10

Higher stats will allow the vessel to wield advanced weapons, it will also make rolling parameter less punishing.

"Vessel of Ash, this is your new home. It will shelter you from the horrors of outside. The sanctuary will always welcome anyone who you deem worthy. Allow me to aid in your plight, oh mighty vessel; i shall empower you with the souls you harbor."

She extended her hands for you to kiss. She panted while looking away as you drew strength from her.

current souls needed for the next level 300.

Each level will increase required souls by the double (300, 600, 1200, 2400...etc)

>Level ___ up

>>12530
Level strength up

>>12538
we can level up 5 times, should we pour it all in Strength?

>>12530
strength twice, dex twice, int once
aren't deprived supposed to start with everything at 11

>>12572
This.

>>12572
seconding

>>12572
>>12581
>>12550

You felt a rush of power radiating from the firekeeper. Somehow, you feel more able to face the world.

"Pardon me, Great vessel, this process...exerts me greatly. I will require some rest. Do talk to me once you finished exploring the Ashen End, then we will begin our true journey, together."

The firekeeper rest her head on a nearby chair. In mere moments, she drifted to another world.

Soon you exited the sanctuary onto the ruins, a gust of Ash greeted you as well as a pack of rabid dogs festering on the handler and his watchdog, they didn't seem to notice you just yet.

>Sneak by them [15-20]
>Snipe them with your bow [ 17-20]
>Charge with your spear [18-20]
>Use Yhar's Whitle [5-20]
>Something else?

>>12572
right, sorry about that.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>12606
>Use Yhar's Whitle [5-20]

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>12606
>Use Yhar's Whistle

>>12615
>>12619
The Whistle had an undying taste in it, you could taste rotten flesh. After using it, you coughed and almost puked. You didn't want to touch this thing for some time.

The dogs stopped tearing the rotten flesh and heeded the whistle's call. They sat down awaiting your order.

>Order them something [15-20]
>Move along
>Kill them
>Something else?

>>12630
>Move along

>>12630
>Move along
and pet dog

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>>12635
>>12636
you ignored the dogs. You haven't explored much of the Ashen end.

>Head to____
>Head N/S/E/W of your position

>>12658
>head West

>>12667
You headed to the west. The stretches of Ash were you sole companion until you found yourself over-viewing a fight to the death.

A man in primitive garbs decorated with teeth, ears and other body parts. He wielded a bloody axe in one hand while the other was charred in his flames.

A woman, in a blue gentle robe. she hid her face under her hood. She had a measly dagger and a white staff made of wood. Both were fighting over a small chest next to them, a couple of dead hollows littered the ground as well.

>Move Along
>side with the pyromancer
>side with sorcerer
>Finish off the victor
>Grab the chest, run
>Something else?

>>12731
>Something else
Watch and talk to the victor

>>12731
>Something else?
imagine popcorn, watch how this unflods

>>12760
>>12761

You chose not to interfere, The woman was the first to notice your presence but she stayed focused on her foe.

The pyromancer was reckless yet brutal, the sorcerer was cunning and precise. She became cocky after slashing him in the chest with a quick flashsword.

After a headbutt full of rage, the pyromancer cleaved her petit head over and over again. In a few moments, there was nothing left of her. The cut of her ears and added them to his collection. A few stands of hair were locked around his wrist.

The pyromancer panted heavily as he summoned an orb of warmth. Said orb didn't provide any warmth but it was slowly closing his wounds.

He huddled to the small chest. His voice was raspy and old "Carrions, all of you....would you like to share the same fate with this wench?"

>Yes [Attack him]
>No

>>12797
>No

>>12808
"Good, A bit strange to find a sane one in the end of the world. what is your purpose, wanderer?" The man was a bit relaxed than before.

>Tell him who are you
>Remain silent
>Something else?

>>12853
Tell him who we are. Maybe we can make friends with him.

>>12853
yeah, let's tell him who we are

>>12862
>>12864
He seemed surprised "A Vessel of Ash? You look like a vessel of piss and shite to me. Loaane would churn you to naught, the holy dreams would wisp your soul, fuse it in their unending dream. No. Abandon your fool's quest. You will live longer."

The pyromancer stood up, he stripped everything useful on the deceased sorcerer " I am Neegel of the black Marshes. When comforted by any of my kin, Just utter my name. They will understand. I do expect a favour the next time we cross paths. A safe travels to you, 'mighty vessel'. "

The pyromancer was heading for the village up north.


>Attack him from behind
>Head to____
>Head N/S/E/W of your position
>Something else?

>>12941
>keep heading West

what a charming gentleman he was...

>>12941
>West
Exploration time

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>>12946
you kept heading west, You found a large fleshy snake coiling itself around some sort of a well. Corpses littered the scene, all of them seem to retain their souls for some reason.

The snake had no eyes, only a gaping maw and countless oozing wounds on its sides, the ground turned red from said wounds.

>Try to snatch anything useful, run afterwards [15-20]
>Fight Masterless Ieyo,
>Head N/S/E/W of your position
>Something else?

>>13041
We can fight the snake later. Go North.

>>13075
You ignored the coiling menace and headed up north.

On the way, you found a corpse of a traveler of sorts. It was mostly stripped but a binocular was left behind, you took it.

You found dozens of corpses kneeling towards grim shrine at the end of a cliff. Some were still breathing, they were crying to their deaths. A handful of hollows wandered around the corpses probably guarding them. Every last one of them was wielding a dark scythe dripping black substance on the blighted ground.

The remnants of a gate caught your attention, A blue tinted hollow had pile of black robes next to him, he extended his arms with a folded robe resting on his hands.

>Approach the hollow at the gate
>Attack the hollow at the gate [5-20]
>Attack the wandering hollows [16-20]
>Attack the praying hollows [3-20]
>Loot the corpses of the praying hollows [2-20]
>Run to the shrine [18-20]
>leave
>Something else?

Rolled 14, 7 = 21 (2d20)

>>13250
Loot the hollows

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>13277
My bad. Rolled incorrectly.
Here's another roll

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>>13291
A gleam caught your attention, you picked up a Twisted dagger

>Twisted dagger

A sacrificial dagger fashioned for pilgrims should they fail their pilgrimage.

Few blacksmiths dare to touch this dark dagger; a miasma of black death awaits those who would alter it.

Your petty thievery has enraged the scythe wielding hollows, they screeched in anger, the ten of them were heading at your way.


>Run away [10-20]
>Stand and fight [18-20]
>Run to the shrine [17-20]
>Something else?

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>13384
>Run to the shrine

>>13392
As you were running to the shrine, you were struck by an orb of darkness in the back by the hollow at the gate, with no armour, it ate through the flesh of your back.

Helpless, you withered in the ground, more hollow approached you, ready to end you for your transgression.

"Stop." a soft voice ordered the hollows, a small man descended from the shrine towards the crowd you gather, he wore a silky black robe exposing a small portion of his soft, scarless midriff. he wore a black coronet with a black gem in the middle. a thin veil did a fine job in obscuring his face, his pale lips weren't covered.

"Why do you disturb us, petty thief? we cause no harm to those around us." the man shriveled when he sensed the true warmth inside your body.

"A vessel of Ash...how quaint. Bringer of sorrow, will you pledge yourself to serve the dark lord? Will you abandon the pointless dream of a new age of fire?"

>Yes
>No

Cool story. Following along.

Hope player rolls for no

>>13588
>No
>>13608
just vote for No then dude, it's a collective game

Vote no.

>>13608
>>13627
The man sighed.

"Disappointing." was the last thing you heard before the scythes struck.


_____YOU DIED_____


You were reborn in the sanctuary's bonfire. You lost everything on you but your cherished box the soul of the watchdog inside it. It might be for the best to store your valuables in the botomless box. The firekeeper was still sleeping.

>Wake her up
>Leave

>>13692
>Leave

>>13692
>box and the soul

>>13692
For future reference, what exactly can and cannot be put in the box?

>>13692
Leave and go South this time.

>>13719
You headed to the south. You were surprised to find a body of water there. it would reach your waist at the deepest reach.

The land below your feet....it didn't feel right; it was slimy in nature. You could almost feel it...pulsating.

Out of the shallow water, a couple of gelatinous bodies rose from their slumber, they had the exact nature of the floor of this peculiar sea. They resembled some sort of a budding swaying itself left and right at a snail's pace.

Their unsettling smile on their 'face' troubled you the most, they were approaching you, very, very slowly.

>Attack them with your bare hands [18-20]
>leave them, head N/S/E/W

>>13712
anything really.

>>13800
>leave them
>East

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>>13800

>>13807
You headed to the east, you stumbled upon a band of dead warriors, all of them were struck by a greatarrow.

As expected, they were stripped clean but there was this one warrior with a mighty greataxe fit his bulky structure.

it was too heavy for you to handle [20 STR], you tucked it in your bottomless box for the future.

in the furtherest regions of the Ashen end, you found a walled off area. The wall was made from men and limestone, like the tower, it stood defiant against time.

A young man was kneeling on the ground, his attire was bloodied. Looks like he was praying to his gods. He held a chime in his left hand and a mace in his other. Despite his young age, most of his hair turned white. a corpse lied next to him, a woman wearing the exact attire of his.

>Approach the cleric
>Attack him
>Ignore him, head N/S/E/W
>Something else?

>>13968
>Approach

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>>13968

>Approach

>>13986
You approached the man, he was still recovering from his loss
"Damn it all, why...why? W-who are you? are you one of the savages of the black marsh? are you going to stab us in the back as well?"

>Yes
>No

>>14026
Say no

>>14026
>No

>No

>>14043
>>14044
>>14048
"My apologies, We-I have been under a lot of stress lately. We were sent to purge the Pilgrim's peak. A place where the followers of the dark gathers. Our holy mission failed when the wildmen of the Marshes attacked us despite paying a hefty toll for a safe passage. Most of us are either dead or in hiding. Only myself and Inai have made it."

Remorse was written on his face "Yet i will stand and fight till my end. I have no doubt of the dangers of the Ashen end. Have you stumbled upon this dark place? it would make my task, much, much easier."

>Give him directions
>Don't

>>14135
>Give him directions
but warn him about those slime things

>>14214
"Thank you kindly, please do take Inai's mace as a token of gratitude, this blessed mace will serve you. May the gods watch over you, friend."

and that concludes our thread (for the second time) thank you for your participation.

>>14318
Having lots of fun. Thanks OP.

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Bow ow

yeah, we will need a new thread, this one served us well.

>>14501
thanks again for this anon.