Rolled 15 (1d16)

>>367747

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>>367830

We are White.

Thank god, I was worried we'd be Black.

Whites are so much better than Blacks, right?

Please roll 1d100 to determine our Mana Cost.

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>367834

>>367874

Our mana cost is 3. Not terrible, for a beginning character.

Let's have a 1d11 to see which character we are!

Rolled 3 (1d11)

>>367887

Rolled 11 (1d11)

>>367887

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>>367891

We are a Freewind Equenaut: a human archer/warrior who rides a pegasus. Soaring across the skies of the great city of Ravnica, cutting through clouds and skewering our enemies with mighty arrows. Our bond with our steed is great.

What is our name? Are we male, or female? What is our general description?

What is our Pegasus' name? Is it a colt or filly? What color is its coat?

We don't need to go by the picture on the card, but we can.

>>367908
Hey what would have my roll gave me>>367899

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>>367921

This spooky ghost person

>>367908
Name scourge
Male
Pegasus' name golden wings
filly

>>367929
Would have preferd spooky ghost
Oh well

>>367972

Scourge? That's more of a Black name, don't you think? We're not a filthy Black. What about Dirk Windscourge or something to balance the edge?

>>367983
Okay we are named Dirk Windscourge.

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>>367989

Dirk Windscourge, rider of the aptly-named Golden Wings, or Goldie for short, a beautiful filly pegasus with a golden tone to her coat.

Now, how do we earn our living? Who pays us? In other words, what faction are we apart of?

>White/Blue: Azorious Senate
>White/Red: Boros Legion
>White/Black: Orzhov Syndicate
>White/Green: Selesnya Conclave
>Guildless: Independent

I'd like a couple of votes.

>>368014
Orzhov syndicate

>>368014
>>White/Black: Orzhov Syndicate
Eternal jewing.

>>368014
>White/Black: Orzhov Syndicate

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>>368030
>>368037
>>368043

Whelp, good enough for me, I guess we're working for the church. No more Black jokes, at least in a professional setting.

Let's get some more details out. What is our equipment? Our arms and armor? Generic stuff only for now, we'll deal with special artifacts later on when we earn them.

What does Dirk fight with? A bow? A sword? A crossbow? A lance, perhaps?

>>368043
We may be a spooky ghost if it goes well

>>368058
>bow and sword
>Light armor

Alright, now if I could, please, have a 1d1000 for what Dirk is up to at the start of this adventure.

Rolled 331 (1d1000)

>>368118
kk

Rolled 791 (1d1000)

>>368118

>>368058
Sword crossbow light armor

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>>368125
>>368126

Our story begins with Dirk doing his job and helping out the church. Unfortunately for our would-be hero (that's YOU, by the way!), he is in a bit of a tight bind! We're in the Undercity, a place that is difficult for equenauts to navigate in. The Undercity, while having plenty of space, is still full of pillars, columns, spires and the fact that there is a roof over one's head at all times means it can be hard for a pegasus rider to work in.

But the Golgari are making a move on one of the Syndicate's churches, and you're part of its protection. You're paid to fight where they tell you to fight, not pick where the fight is going to happen.

The Golgari are sending a swarm of undead that are rising out of the filthy Undercity muck. No matter how many you put down, more seem to keep coming back up! Goldie is nervous, but you keep her calm as you wind and fly between large pillars and take aim at the corpses.

Let's have some 1d100's to see how well the battle goes.

>Roll 1d100! The higher, the better!

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>368156

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>368156

Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>368156

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>>368167

Flying between two pillars, you let fly an arrow that blasts cleanly through a zombie's chest. The creature falls back into the mud, but two more rise to take its place. Up ahead, the Orzhov soldiers, more like peasants armed by the church and told to fight to repent for their sins, make ready to defend the large staircase that leads to the lower levels of the church. If the zombies flood over and get up into it, they could contaminate all manner of its stores, and that would be a costly thing for the church to remove. They hate unnecessary expenditures.

Behind the ground defenders, an unnaturally tall and thin priest in a white robe chants words from a book, giving his followers strength and courage through their blind obedience. This also seems to have an effect on the undead; as he spreads his gospel, it has a noticeable effect on them and they slow down, as though burdened by his words. You know your ears certainly are.

Either way, this makes them much easier targets, and soon enough you’re blasting them down much more quickly and efficiently, and they don’t get up nearly as often.

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>>368195

Suddenly, as you let fly another arrow, you cringe in pain as though you were stabbed in the back by a poisonous dagger. A searing, terrible pain takes hold of you and Goldie, panicking slightly, veers off-course and you find yourself thrown from her back as you fall down, tumbling into the mud.

You pick yourself up and look back for any wound, but there is none. Then, your eyes are drawn off to the side: an elf, female, with dark hair and even darker eyes, holds a doll fashioned slightly in your likeness with a dagger over it.

You lift up a hand towards her and then fall face-first into the muck. Somewhere overhead, Goldie can be heard neighing as she searches for you.

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>>368198

When you awaken, you are not fully sure where you are. It is peaceful and green, with a soothing aura.

You feel a hand on your chest and look up to behold a beautiful dryad. She looks to be a warrior of some kind.

"You are safe," she says. "I rescued you from the Undercity."

"Where am I?"

"I have returned you here, to the greenery. This place has helped you heal."

"Why did you save me? Are you from the church?"

"No, I am not sworn of the Syndicate, but the Conclave."

>A) Where is my Pegasus
>B) What do I owe you
>C) What about the battle?
>D) Thank her
>E) Other (write-in)

>>368240
>D) Thank her

>>368240
>D) Thank her
>A) Where is my Pegasus
>B) What do I owe you

>>368240
>D) Thank her
>A) Where is my Pegasus

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>>368246
>>368250
>>368256

"Thank you," you tell her, sitting up. "Where is my pegasus?"

"It was your pegasus that drew me to your body. The undead were closing in, but I quickly swept them away with the help of my fellow sister-militants. Your steed was very protective of your body."

"Did I die?"

"No. You were wounded, gravely, but not dead. We calmed her down as the Golgari and the Orzhov made war."

You sit back and think. This district lies contended; the Orzhov, the Golgari and the Selesnya clans all have roughly equal footing. You worked for the church because they paid the most. But you thought that the Selesnya had almost no presence in the Undercity.

"Where is she?" you ask, focusing.

"Being fed and drinking clean water. We believe in treating all beings with compassion."

"Well, that's fantastic, I'll just be on my way then. What do I owe you for the---"

She places a hand on your chest and forces you to lay back down. "Compassion, even for prisoners."

You blink a few times and realize your weapons are nowhere to be found.

"And am I a prisoner?"

"You work for the Syndicate, equenaut. I'm afraid you are."

>A) This is all just a mistake
>B) I want to see my pegasus
>C) How much money do you want?
>D) Attempt to seduce her
>E) Other

>>368280
>C) How much money do you want?

>>368280
>B) I want to see my pegasus
>C) How much money do you want?

>>368280
>D) Attempt to seduce her

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>>368298
>>368316

"Okay, how much money do you want?"

"We do not deal in money, my friend. You will be exchanged for something we want from the church. In the meantime, we shall treat you fairly and justly."

"Woah, this isn't a good idea," you say to her. "The church will never let this go. I'll be stuck into an even worse contract than I'm already in!"

"This is the price you pay for dealing with the Syndicate, I am afraid."

"But if they give up something they think is more valuable than me, they're going to take that value out of me! Have you seen what they do to unreliable assets? Isn't there anything you can do?"

"We give compassion to all, but protection only to those who swear to serve the Conclave."

>A) I'll join your Conclave.
>B) I'll join! (lie)
>C) No, just trade me.
>D) (Attempt escape at the first opportunity)
>E) Other

>>368342
>A) I'll join your Conclave.

>>368342
>A) I'll join your Conclave.

>>368352
>>368360
>>368352
>>368360
You think we can go back on a magically binding contract and NOT get screwed?

>escape

>>368387

I'd like to give the people who voted for Orzhov a chance to vote if they're still around.

>>368398
Escape

>>367834
>Whites are so much better than Blacks

We're off to a great start

>>368570

>That'sTheJoke.jpg

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>>368352
>>368360

"I'll join you!" you quickly say.

She is surprised by this. "Are you motivated solely to save yourself?"

"Uh, no!" you reply, holding up your hands. "I never wanted to work for the church, honestly. They paid the most and got me in the employee contract, you know."

"Then are you prepared to fight for the Conclave and defend the natural order of the world?"

"...Sure!" you say, giving her your most convincing smile.

"I need to consult with the others," she says, standing up to leave. "This room is yours. Make yourself comfortable, but do not try to leave. We have hounds to guard you from others as much as from yourself."

She stands up and leaves. "If you need anything more for your wounds, you can call the healer."

"Can I see my pegasus?"

"Soon, that much I promise you," she says before leaving. Watching her go, you see a pair of hounds outside the door, sitting and obediently watching.

You look around the room. It's very homey, with wooden tables and bowls of fruits and leafy vegetables.

'How am I going to deal with the church?' you wonder. 'I need to find a way out of this situation... But they have my pegasus.'

>A) Sleep
>B) Bathe
>C) Eat
>D) Call for a guard or the healer
>E) Other

>>368899
>B) Bathe

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>>368958

As you walk over, you find a bath in a secluded area with the shade of green leaf-like weavings that offer additional privacy. You strip down and get into the bath to clean yourself.

Nearby, you hear the stamping of hooves and you think your pegasus Goldie is here! But when you look, you see it is actually a centaur. "Just dropping off medicine," he calls out in the room, setting a bowl of some herbal stuff down on the table. "Take it to heal up good and strong."

The centaur leaves through the entrance as you finish up cleaning.

>A) Take the medicine
>B) Don't take it, you don't know what it is
>C) Pretend to take it but actually get rid of it
>D) Throw it out the window
>E) Other

>>A, take the medicine.

>>369681
>A) Take the medicine

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>>369813
>>369822

You get out, get dressed, approach the table and look at the medicine. It is a green sludge, like he ground up leaves.

"Selesnyans," you mutter as you gobble it down.

You have to hold your nose a bit and force it, but it goes down rather easy, taste aside.

Once this is done, you approach the window and look out at the green district beyond; this section of it is covered in trees and plants. They're as common as the buildings are. Not far from this area, however, is where the Orzhov start taking control. Their region is more orderly, cleaner you'd say, but in a stiffling kind of way.

The door opens after a while and you look to see another dryad enter. She is in an ornate green and white robe with a headdress made to resemble the Conclave's iconography of a tree. She fixes her eyes upon you.

"I am a guildmage for the Conclave," she explains. "I am told you wish to abandon your allegiance to the Orzhov Syndicate and join us. Is this true?"

>A) Yes, I do
>B) Yes (but lie)
>C) I just want to get out of here
>D) You're beautiful
>E) Other

>>370361
Give her the >D

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>>370399

Putting on your best charm, you near the dryad. "You're beautiful, you know that?"

She smiles. "Nature is beautiful, pegasus-rider. The Conclave seeks to protect all that is good and natural with the world and restore the balance of the wild that the cruelties of civilization have stamped out."

You're a bit too busy staring at her chest. "Uh-huh. Right."

"The fruits of nature are bountiful and beautiful, and it must be protected."

"Bountiful fruits, right."

"What say you, rider? Will you cast aside the shackles of the oppressive church and become one with the Conclave?"

>A) Yeah, I'm down
>B) Depends, can you sweeten the deal?
>C) What do I have to do?
>D) No, I'm not interested.
>E) Other

>>370554
>C) What do I have to do?

>>370554
>C) What do I have to do?

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>>370590
>>370618

"Alright, what do I have to do?"

"You must prove your loyalty to the Conclave before we accept and believe in you. In order to do so, you must bring to us an item from the church, an artifact, that will prove to us you have shifted your allegiances."

"Like what?"

"We will allow you to determine that."

"Alright, sounds good. I'll just take my pegasus and---"

"Your steed will remain here, rider."

"But I---"

"If we have nothing to keep you from returning, we would be turning you free. If you are lying, then we let you go for nothing and are fools. But if you can be an asset for us, rather than against us, we shall allow you to join us."

"My horse is special," you tell her. "She's very important. I want to at least see her."

"Of course. But she will remain with us. Rest assured that she will be in good hands; we have already fed and washed her coat. She is a beautiful creature, rider."

"Call me Dirk," you say with a smile. "So, can we leave now?"

"If you desire."

>A) Go see Goldie
>B) Get to know the guildmage
>C) Ask for more details on your assignment
>D) Ask about the Conclave
>E) Other

>>370645
>A) Go see Goldie

>>370645
>A) Go see Goldie

>>370645
A

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>>370657
>>370705
>>370721

"I would like to see my pegasus, please."

She nods and leads you out through the hall. You appear to be in some kind of building held aloft by a tree, or built into the tree... stone and wood merge at strange points, and there are few sharp edges; everything seems like it was grown, rather than designed.

"Thank you for letting me see my pegasus," you say. "I never really dealt with you Selesnya-types, but you're not so bad." As you follow her, you think to yourself, 'On the surface, anyway.'

"The Conclave has a strong footing here in this district," the guildmage speaks as you walk past the guard wolves. "But the Syndicate and the Golgari Swarm are just as powerful as we are. It is a delicate balance, held together only by the fact that each of us is enemies to each other. We dominate the upper regions of the district and its skies, while the Orzhov has equal control of the streets and extends its influence in the the Undercity, where the Golgari hold the most sway."

"You wouldn't happen to know the elf that tried to do me in, would you?" you ask.

"I am afraid not," she replies. "But the elven presence is strong among them here. The Elves of the Deep Shadow, cast out of the Conclave long ago, lair here."

She takes you to a platform outside where you see Goldie being attended to by a pair of beautiful elven maidens, currently brushing her golden mane. Upon seeing you, she gets very excited and rushes over to nuzzle you and accept hugs.

You pet her. "It's okay, girl, I'm here," you tell her, calming her down a bit.

"A magnificent creature," the guildmage says. "It must take a wonderful man to have bonded with such an animal."

>A) Now's your chance to escape! Fly out of here!
>B) Tell Goldie that she must remain here for a while
>C) Flirt with the guildmage
>D) Ask for assistance on your quest if you cannot have your pegasus
>E) Other

>>370743
>B) Tell Goldie that she must remain here for a while
>D) Ask for assistance on your quest if you cannot have your pegasus

>>370743
>C) Flirt with the guildmage
>D) Ask for assistance on your quest if you cannot have your pegasus

>>370743
>C) Flirt with guildmage
>B) Tell Goldie that she must remain here for a while
>D) Ask for assistance on your quest if you cannot have your pegasus

>>370879
Second

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>>370753
>>370862
>>370879
>>370906

You put your charming smile back on and pet your pegasus' head as you say to her, "Yes, well, I'm about as wonderful as they can get around here."

She returns your smile. "You would be a valued member of the Conclave if you were to bring your knowledge of bonding with your steed to our side."

"Well, perhaps you and I could discuss it when I return... in private, perhaps?"

The dryad's smile warms as the two elven girls giggle nearby. She reaches up and places a finger on your chin, pushing it upwards slightly as she says, "Perhaps when you return, equenaut."

"Perhaps I would return sooner if I had some assistance," you reply, stepping closer to her. "If not my Goldie, then something else, perhaps?"

"Why... certainly," she says, now trailing her hand down your chest. "We can offer many different gifts to you, temporary ones to assist in your journey. It would be a shame for you to perish before you could return. Name your desire... Dirk."

>A) Artifact
>B) Enchantment
>C) A companion to assist you on your quest
>D) A night with you before I leave
>E) Other

>>370923
SHE WANTS THE >D
Also
>A companion to assist me on my quest, namely, you.

>>370923
Enchantment

>>370928
>>370929
Can we just take all of it?

>>370934
True

Any other votes?

>>370962
Changing to take all

>>370962
Lets just go with
>E) All of the above

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>>370928
>>370929
>>370934
>>370965
>>370967

"Perhaps I desire you." Placing your hands daringly upon her waist and shoulder, you lean in to whisper in her ear, "Tonight, and on my journey when I leave tomorrow morning."

The dryad's skin, though appearing wooden, is soft and warm. The hand on your chest reaches up to your neck. "What you ask comes at a cost," she says.

"I didn't know you were that kind of a girl." Nearby, the elven girls overhearing giggle a bit as the dryad lets out a playful chuckle.

Grabbing your neck, she stares into your eyes. "That is not what I mean. The act you seek would require you to give up some of yourself. We believe in the many, not the one. You must open yourself, open your mind, to join with mine."

You blink a few times. "Permanently?"

"Such magic is possible; our great leader, Trostani, is one such being with many bodies. But no, I am not so powerful. Join with me in the act of passion, let our minds and bodies join together, share with me all of your being and I shall do the same for you, and if your intent in true, I shall accompany you on your journey."

Her request is a bit staggering. It's a commitment of its own, in a way. "I don't even know your name," you tell her.

"Vylindara," she whispers, her lips mere inches from your own. "Will you join with me, and become one? This will bring you closer to the Conclave, to know the joy of being apart of something more than yourself, becoming one of many."

>A) Let's do it
>B) Perhaps we join after the quest?
>C) Can those two join us? You are 'the more the merrier' after all
>D) No, refuse
>E) Other

>>371044
I waant to choose >C but i have a horrible feeling that wont work, so i'll go with
>A) Lets do it.

>>371044
>A) Let's do it

>>371044
A
We have a waifu

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>>371063
>>371136
>>371141

"Let's do it," you say with a smile.

She steps back, taking you by the hand. "Let us waste no time."

"Now?" you ask. "Don't I get to treat you to dinner first?"

"Nature waits for no one," she replies, leading you into a flowery bedchamber within the heart of the tree-building. Here is a bed of roses, literally, that she approaches, shedding her Selesnyan robe as she does.

"Your clothes will hinder you," she says, and you're quick to start discarding them.

Eagerly, you follow her to the bed and touch her, kissing her as she warmly responds to your advances. Soon things escalate, as she breathes into your ear many words.

"Let us become one," she bids you. "Join with me in the glory of the Conclave. You will know such wonders... Let the spirit of the worldsoul breathe life into you..." Again you kiss as she becomes completely enraptured by you, her magic reaching out to confer with your soul, and it finds you ready and willing.

Your mind opens up to hers and you share in her thoughts, her feelings, and she in yours. Memories of a life not your own flashes before you as though you had experienced them yourself. You find yourself able to influence her actions as much as she influences your own, and soon enough you're not even certain whose body is your own anymore. You experience all that she is and more; her power, her duty to the Conclave, her connection with the world around her.

"Dance with me in the reaches of green," she whispers. "Embrace me with arms of nature, comfort me with winds of spring... Like the fertile fields of flowers, lay within me... Plant the seed to sprout in future beauty... Yes... Yes..."

>...

You awaken in the flowerbed, which is appropriate, as you were just dreaming about flowers blooming. The dryad, Vylindara, lies alongside you, not truly asleep but communing with the natural spirits of this place. Small vines are wrapped around her arms and legs.

When she arises from her stupor, she gives you a smile. "It shall be a daughter."

"Wait... What?"

"The seed," she says, planting a hand over her bare stomach. "It shall be a daughter, and she will serve the Conclave."

You blink a few times as you think about how to properly react to her words. 'A daughter...'

>A) Kiss her
>B) "I'd prefer the child to choose her own path."
>C) "Will she be human or dryad?"
>D) Get dressed
>E) Other

>>371242
>A
>C
>D
>E (go for another round)

>>371242
A
We have chosen our path we must walk it

>>371242
>A) Kiss her

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>>371274
>>371279
>>371300

You respond by kissing her. She welcomes your action with an embrace, holding you tightly against her. It's strange... though you are no longer magically connected to her and cannot recall all that transpired during the event, you remember what it was like, and it certainly left an impression on you.

You have a strange desire, or perhaps it is not so strange given what you have done, to serve the Conclave. You shared with her and she shared with you, and as such you have her perspective on the Conclave, Ravnica itself and the world at large.

Money seems almost trivial compared to what you could build here, with her, and with others. You desire her, and she desires you, and as the passion builds again you find yourself hungering to once more share with her this experience, this unity, this wonderful joining. And so you do, well into the night.

>...

When you awaken once more, night has passed and you once again find yourself alongside your new lover. So many things were shared last night... It all seems like a faraway dream, but you know that more 'dreams' like that can be had in the future.

She opens your hand and places in it a wooden signet. "Take this," she whispers. "Keep it hidden from the eyes of the Orzhov. They still think you one of them, but you have been gone for too long. They will question you."

"I thought you were coming with me?" you say to her.

"I must think of more," she replies, placing her hand once more upon her belly. "If you die, your seed will live on. But if I die, our flower will never bloom. You must understand that I am now carrying part of our future, and though you are as well, I must be protective of the seed as it takes root."

>A) She will remain here
>B) Take her with you
>C) Ask for further magical aid
>D) Now that she has seen your mind and knows you have no ulterior motives, ask to take your pegasus with you
>E) Other

>>371351
>A
>D

>>371351
A
C
D
We need all the help we can get

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>>371392
>>371434

You hold her and kiss her forehead. "I understand. Stay here, keep safe."

"And return to us, Dirk," she bids you. "Return for our daughter."

"Vyl, I will need help," you say, hiding the signet in a pocket. "You have seen my soul, and know that I am true. Let me have Goldie. The Orzhov will question me less if I return with her. I am an equenaut, after all."

"Very well," she says after a mere moment's hesitation. "Take her with you, and take this as well."

She places her hand upon your chest as green and white magics swirl about her wrist. You begin to feel a warmth, a pounding in your blood, a rush yet it does not cloud you. Instead it brings a clarity of action, of purpose.

"What is it?" you ask.

"An enchantment of courage," she says. "Against all danger, you will be unflinching, you shall know no fear. But do not be reckless, for one can lose their life if they are fearless and foolish."

"I understand," you say to her, pulling her in for another kiss. "I shall return, Vyl."

"I shall be waiting."

Your weapons are returned to you. You proceed to the air-stable and collect Goldie from the Selesnyan stablehands and take off, soaring high above the garden-zones of the city and into the morning clouds.

>A) Head to the church and land before it
>B) Land in the Syndicate-controlled streets and approach on foot
>C) Return to the rented stable-room that church has lent you for your pegasus
>D) Fly into the Undercity
>E) Other

>>371455
A
We must talk to our client about what happened with the golgari

>>371455
>A) Head to the church and land before it

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>>371476
>>371574

You fly towards the portion of the district controlled by the Syndicate. It always seems to be cloudy here, giving the well-lit buildings a spooky kind of atmosphere even in the day. You guide Goldie to weave between the tall spires and orderly structures, seeing the throngs of people gathered below. Regions where the Orzhov are powerful have, perhaps, the largest divide between class in the city. The districts where Boros and Azorious hold sway are similar, but there's always something so bleak about the way Orzhov handles its people. The nobles tread upon them while they beg and plead. The poor are as numerous as the church's thrulls, but powerless against the might of the all-controlling church, to which everyone is owed something, even if it is your soul.

They have money, of course, but it is more often than not blood money. In the past, you never shied away from taking it, but now that you have witnessed what the Conclave can offer, you want out.

But getting out of a contract with the Syndicate is going to be tricky, trickier than anything you've ever done before, and you've pulled off a trick or two in your day. Navigating the skies with your steed is one thing, but navigating the clauses of a contract with these people?

You land before the primary basilica of the district. It is a massive building, with doors large enough for you to walk your steed through. Though church-goers come constantly to pray and be prey, normal people are not allowed through here without reason, but you are not exactly normal. You are a hired hand, after all, contracted for the church. You turn Goldie towards the steps and approach the guards.

>A) Request a meeting with your contract holder
>B) Walk past them, into the church
>C) Inform them that you have pressing information related to the Golgari
>D) Dismount
>E) Other

>>371622
>A) Request a meeting with your contract holder

>>371622
A

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>>371629
>>371655

"I want to speak to my contract holder," you inform the guards.

The faceless, armored men look at each other, then at you. "Miss Lucretia is currently predisposed."

"With what?"

"That is above your pay grade and far beyond your right to question," the other says. "If you wish for an appointment to be expediated, you can pay."

"You make quite a bit, flying around as you do," the first notes, holding out his hand. "Share some of it and we will allow you inside."

>A) Give them the money
>B) Challenge them to a duel
>C) Leave; attempt to sneak inside
>D) Charge past them
>E) Other

>>371665
A
Be smart this orzhav we may piss them off by beating up there guards or sneaking in

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So how are you guys liking this whole card-driven narrative anyway?

>>371672
Even better E convince them that were we are above them and this important mission

>>371665
>>371691
Supporting this.

>>371685
It's pretty interesting. I like it.

>>371685
Rather interesting

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>>371691
>>371709

"I am above such extortion," you inform them, earning a cuckle. "I am on an important mission. I must speak to the one who holds my contract immediately."

"You are above the ground only because the church allows it," the first says.

"And no one is above extortion," the second replies.

You suddenly feel a slight tug at your belt, and when you turn to look, a trained winged thrull thows a black cloth in your face. By the time you remove it and Goldie stamps her hooves, the thrull has flown back to the guards and given them your money.

The guard opens the bag and inspects it. "You could have paid less. You are so generous, equenaut."

The second laughs. "Truly a generous soul. The church is lucky to have you."

They part and allow you to enter.

>A) Don't make trouble and enter
>B) Attack them for your money back
>C) Shoot the thrull with an arrow
>D) Leave and don't give them the dignity
>E) Other

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>>371720
dangit

>>371720
>A) Don't make trouble and enter

>>371720
A just walk in your leaving anyways besides after we join the conclave we wouldn't need the gold

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>>371722
>>371726

You ride past them into the basilica, not intent on making trouble. You are not afraid, carrying the blessing of courage, but nor do you wish to get in over your head. Nor will you need that much money when you leave. Here, within the hallowed halls of the basilica, you see the ornate gothic architecture and brooding masses lining the pews, and you're not sure where the former ends and the latter begins. The people here are dull and grey like the stones they throw themselves upon. They feel guilt, they feel remorse, they feel pain and they think the church is their only option.

Lambs to the slaughter, in more ways than one.

Your contract holder is a woman you have only met once. Other times, you've only worked through lower clerics and priests. Miss Lucretia is a strange and dark woman; you remember her eyes most of all, piercingly dark as they were.

>A) Approach a priest and request a meeting
>B) Head downstairs and enter her chambers
>C) Dismount Goldie and leave her here with a servant
>D) Look for something good to steal, as your original quest was
>E) Other

>>371745
>A) Approach a priest and request a meeting

>>371745
A

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>>371762
>>372393

You approach the priest, who sits behind a table of gold. He stares up at you, unamused, with a heavyset brow and a frown that could cut a valley. His outfit is ornate, a golden, white and black robe with elaborate stylings and iconograpy of the church.

"What?" he says simply.

"I must see Miss Lucretia," you tell him. "It is urgent."

"She has many matters to attend to and I am certain that you are not one of them," he replies. "Of what 'urgency' is this matter that would demand even a fraction of her attention?"

>A) That's for me to know
>B) I have important information about the Golgari
>C) I have important information about the Selesnyans
>D) I was sent on an important task, by her, and must report directly to her
>E) Other

>>372452
>D) I was sent on an important task, by her, and must report directly to her

>>372452
>D) I was sent on an important task, by her, and must report directly to her

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>>372468
>>372590

"I was sent on an important task by her, personally, and must report back to her immediately."

He is unimpressed. "Miss Lucretia works universally through intermediaries. Do you honestly expect me to believe that she personally hired you for a task without having someone else do it for her? "

"Oh, are you out of the loop? Perhaps you are not in as good of her graces as you would like to imagine."

"I have no imagination," he replies without the barest hint of humor in his voice. "I deals in truths, and the truth of the matter is that one of your station has no business in dealing with Miss Lucretia or disturbing her. You will take your matter to an appropriate intermediary and it will be resolved in due time."

'This is no good,' you think. 'I'm getting nowhere wroth this knob.,

>A) Tell him you want to renegotiate your contract
>B) Threaten him with reprisal
>C) Leave and attempt to sneak down to see her
>D) Leave the basilica
>E) Other

>>372833

Wrong trip

>>372833

Sorry for the mistakes but I'm on my phone

>>372833
>C) Leave and attempt to sneak down to see her

Heading home

>leave the bascillica
>Steal what you came here for
>Return to our dryad waifu

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>>372841

You leave the man then, turning your steed back to leave the way you came. Or so you make it seem. What you need is a distraction of some manner so as to pry eyes away from you and allow you to head downstairs to see Lucretia in her office.

Looking around, you notice something passing by outside. An alms beast, a creature from whose back is thrown coins to the poor, is passing by. Though the coins seem as though a blessing, they are actually something of a burden. Only redeemable at Orzhov businessnes, and the tax rates are murder (sometimes literally). But still the poor flock to them, taking whatever they can get, even if the hand offering it holds a dagger in the other.

But if you could spook the beast in some way, get it to rampage or cause some damage, perhaps that would be your ticket inside Lucretia's office by making a diversion big enough to sneak downstairs.

>A) Attack the beast from a hidden vantage point with your bow
>B) Search for an animal that would scare it
>C) Run in front of the creature very fast
>D) See if you can create or find something that makes a very loud noise
>E) Other

>>373543
>B) Search for a animal that would scare it

>>373543
>D) See if you can create or find something that makes a very loud noise

>>373588
>>373622

Give me a 1d100.

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>373641

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Have a map of the district we are in.

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>373641

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>>373698
>>373758

Heading north, where Orzhov influence is still strong but the Boros Legion begins to hold sway as well, you and Goldie walk down the streets in search of something that may help you on your mission. Here, things are just as orderly, but with the lesser influence of Orzhov, things feel not quite as stiffling.

There is a woman here, selling birds. She is quite fetching in her own right, with a dress accented by bird feathers. She has many cages of birds, which could potentially serve as a useful distraction; gaining many of them and releasing them at once could panic the animal in front of the basilica.

"Good day, handsome sir," she bids you with a slight bow. "I see you already soar amongst the clouds, and no finer winged beast could you have as a companion, but might I humbly interest you in some of my delightful songbirds?"

>A) I have no money
>B) Ask what you could do in exchange for them
>C) Look elsewhere for a distraction
>D) Flirt with her
>E) Other

>>373800
>B) Ask what you could do in exchange for them

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>>373848

"I think I could use more birds in my life," you tell her. "But I need other means to pay."

She gives a polite giggle. "Ah, you sound like a member of the Conclave, but you wear the trappings of the Orzhov. Do they not pay you enough?"

"I was recently deprived of my coin," you explain. "Is there anything I could do in exchange for your birds?"

She thinks for a moment. "Well, there is something. I could give you a few if you were to put a stop to a small gaggle of goblins who have been harassing me. They attempt to steal my birds for food. Though they are conscripts and initiates of the legion, I do not trust them and cannot bear to sell my birds to them, knowing their pretty songs will be stamped out by their gnashing, horrid teeth. Pardon me, I do not mean to be crass."

"Not at all, my lady. I have yet to meet a goblin I found to be good company."

"These goblins come by daily, but they can usually be found at a nearby pub, just up the road, the Mug and Anvil. You cannot miss it."

You nod and bid her good day.

>A) Wait for the goblins to come to her
>B) Intercept the goblins in the streets
>C) Go to the pub now
>D) Go elsewhere in the city and leave this matter behind you
>E) Other

>>374216
>B) Intercept the goblins in the streets

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>>374306

You walk Goldie down the street, waiting for a while before you see the goblins trudging down the row.

Four of them in total, wearing simple armor with crude Boros symbols upon them. They walk down the way, their attitudes giving off the impression that they are much tougher and taller than everyone they pass, and disturb shops along the way, asking questions to the shopkeepers about upholding the law and frivelous things. Small bullies in armor with badges, and no other legionnaires to see and put an end to it.

You suppose that is why you are here.

"Hold, goblins," you call out to them, moving your steed to block their path.

"Oy! Outta the way!" one of them says.

"I'm afraid not. I've been asked to speak with you on the behalf of a concerned citizen."

"Which one?" another asks. "Issit that one what sells the shiny stones?"

"No, I bet me teeth it's the one at the knife stand, it is!"

"Quiet you lot!" the largest of them, and the most discerning, barks out. He looks up at you. "It's the one wit the birdies, it is it is. I can smell'em on this fancy bird-ridin' stinkin' Orzhov slag."

You look down at him as he squints and spits on the ground. "Well move already! You're in the way of the legion, you are!"

"You speak for the entire legion?" you ask, amused. "I understand that is a lot of people to speak for."

"We're in the legion, that means we get to do what we want, long as we follow our orders and do as we're told!"

"How paradoxical."

"Parachutin' dogs?" another asks, scratching his head.

"I said MOVE!" the leader repeats himself.

>A) Teach them a lesson
>B) Drive them off
>C) Threaten to report them to their superior
>D) Let them pass
>E) Other

>>375415
>B) Drive them off

>>375450

I appreciate your dedication. Seems like it's just you and me.

>>375468
It seems that way right now, but I'm sure that a few other players will show up sometime. Anyway, it's getting kind of late, so I'm probably going to sleep soon.

>>367747
Good show jehuty runner OP

>>B) drive them off
Sorry Op, I generally read quests are theyve updated a bit. Like a good chunk of reading rather than anticipating an update. Good story though, I'm enjoying it.

>>371044
Nice touch things are getting saucy. ;->

>>376060
>Other
Agreed its a shame many anons do not stuck around on this board there really are some decent quests.

>>375415
>A) Teach them a lesson
How tough couple of goblins can be, anyway.

Went to bed last night after that last update. I'll write another one in a bit.

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>>375450
>>376060

You rear backwards on your steed and then stomp her hooves in front of the goblins, scattering them. You do this a few more times, blocking their avenues of escape, until the four of them have run off in he opposite direction. Turning Goldie back, you walk towards the bird seller and inform her that they will not be bothering her today.

"Oh, thank you kind sir," she says with a smile. She fetches a cage with several white dove-like birds and hands it to you, and you hoist it up and prepare to head back. There should still be time to frighten the beast in front of the basilica...

"Hold," a voice calls out. You turn and see another Boros Legionnaire, a woman mage with short red hair and bright eyes. She is a guildmage, much like Vylindara is for the Conclave.

"May I help you?" you ask her.

"No, but I may help you. I'm not a fan of those goblins; I've been looking for an excuse to get rid of them and have them moved to another battalion. They're going to report this to their superior."

"I do not intend to be around by then," you reply.

"But still, it would not do well for them to get a bounty on your head when you were in the right. I was watching the situation from one of the rooftops. The Boros and the Azorious work closely together in this area, more out of professionalism than true allegiance, but things could turn out badly for you."

"What can you do?"

"I am in a position above those goblins, and it wouldn't be out of the question for me to put their word into doubt. But I need something from you."

"What?"

"I can see that you are busy now. Return to me in this row of shops tomorrow, after you have concluded your business, and we will discuss performing a favor for me."

>A) I'll take my chances with the bounty
>B) Alright, I agree, I'll return tomorrow
>C) What manner is this favor?
>D) Flirt with her
>E) Other

>>376346
>C

D is strictly of the table. We ain't gonna cheat on our baby.

>>376346
>C)

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>>376354
>>376373

"What manner is this favor?" you ask her.

"There is a corrupt warrior in the legion, but I am powerless to do anything about it. The matter is above my level. But you, with your steed, can reach him. He is a skyknight, a roc rider."

"I'll see what I can do," you tell her. "Farewell."

You ride back to the basilica, where the alms beast still walks. From a hidden position, you take the birdcage and release it, sending the birds flying into the creature's face, causing it to rear backwards. The people in the cart upon its back nearly fall, but several baskets of their coins do, quickly causing a small riot in the streets as people rush for them.

Soon, the basilica guards and the cleric are on scene to calm the masses. "This greed is a sin!" the priest calls out, though little pay heed. "You will pay for it in blood!" As the guards begin pacifying the crowd, you leave Goldie on a rooftop and climb down, sneaking into the church and entering the lower levels.

Here, you open the large doors to Lucretia's office. It is a dark room, lit only by a few braziers. She sits upon a golden throne, flanked by two gargoyles. In one hand she holds a goblet of dark, red fluid poured from the mouth of one of the statues: blood. She is a beautiful woman, dressed in a midnight black silk dress meant to show off her lovely form.

She smiles as she sees you, apparently amused. The vampire brings the goblet up to her mouth and drinks slowly, enjoying every last drop as she does.

"I don't believe I sent for you," she says after finishing her drink.

"You didn't," you reply. "I invited myself in. We need to talk."

"Amuse me," she says, waving the fingers of her free hand, "and tell me what we must speak on."

>A) I want to renegotiate my contract
>B) I am leaving the Orzhov
>C) About this matter with the Golgari
>D) Attack her
>E) Other

>>376404
>say you want to renegotiate contract, be prepared to attack moment deal start turning south

>>376404
>A) I want to renegotiate my contract

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>>376425
>>376429

"I'm here to renegotiate my contract."

She laughs, successfully amused by your words. "Your contract is not up for renegotiation for another five years. During this period, you are contractually obligated to serve the church. You may start by kneeling before me."

When you don't move, she leans forward a bit. "This can be done simply or with more violent means, equenaut. You will kneel or there will be no renegotiation."

>A) Refuse to kneel
>B) Kneel
>C) Demand to see your contract
>D) Attack her
>E) Other

>>376452
>B) Kneel

>>376452
She can and will eat us, right?
>B) Kneel

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>>376461
>>376476

You lower yourself to stand on one knee and slightly bow your head.

She smiles and rises from her throne, walking down the steps. "Now, dear equenaut... Why do you seek renegotiation?" She walks in front of you, lifting your chin with a finger. You stare up into her dark, piercing eyes. "Are you dissatisfied with something? Do you yearn for something else?" She leans over slightly, putting her bountiful cleavage in front of your face. "Tell me what you yearn for... I wish to know."

"I want to renegotiate," you say, the enchantment of courage keeping you from losing your cool. "I am dissatisfied, yes. I was left for dead at the battle against the Golgari."

Lucretia straightens and walks to a nearby vault. "Your contract is very clear on matters such as this. We are under no obligation to retrieve a fallen contracted soldier if we believe the situation too costly. The Golgari were far too numerous. I read the reports from the battle-priests myself."

"I do not enjoy being treated as an asset," you reply.

"Few do," she laments. "But that is the lot in life for so many." Facing you, she holds up a hand, allowing a bat from the ceiling to swoop down and perch upon it, hanging from her fingers. This was a purposeful demonstration; you look up and see there are many, many more such creatures, all silently hanging and staring down, mostly at you.

She continues, "There are those meant to serve, those meant to rule, and those meant to die in service. You signed the contract yourself, and it is very, very specific. The church hired Azorious bureaucrats to ensure no detail would be left untouched."

She smiles as she looks down upon you. "But there is another option..."

>A) Threaten her
>B) Listen to what she has to say
>C) Leave
>D) Attempt flirting
>E) Other

>>376525
>B) Listen to what she has to say

>>376525
>B) Listen to what she has to say

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>>376530
>>376551

You give her a curious look as she strides forward. "There is a clause in your contract that would free you from service. It was in the several paragraphs of fine print that accompanied it, which I am certain you are aware of."

She again stands in front of you and places her hand upon your cheek.

"One life for another, one investment for another. You must give your firstborn child to be raised by the church."

Your eyes widen a bit. She smiles even more widely. "Of course, you don't have any children... do you? Even if you don't right now, were you to, say, leave the service of the church without properly adhering to contractual obligation, all manner of things would be sanctioned against you... or any child you have in the future... or may even be having right now..."

She stares into your eyes, as though she can discern everything from them. You remain calm and collected, even as your mind reels from this information. Your unborn daughter...

>A) I have no children.
>B) You will not have her!
>C) If there is no other way...
>D) I want to renegotiate through other means.
>E) Other

>>376569
>A) I have no children.
>D) I want to renegotiate through other means.

>>376569
A D
Can't let her know of dryad waifu

>>376569
>E) Seduce her

Lemme get a 1d100

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>376599

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>376599
Here we go!

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>>376604
>>376611

"I have no child," you tell her. "I want to renegotiate through other means."

She shakes her head and smiles. "Then we shall."

Moving her hand to the top of your head, she grips it and suddenly you are wracked with terrible pain. Your nerves feel as though they are burning and frozen all at once as your limbs go stiff and you let out a pained shout.

The vampire holds you, casting some manner of spell.

"There is to be no renegotiation," she whispers. "You belong to the church. You belong to Orzhova. The Syndicate owns you, owns your soul, and you are powerless. You are one man before my might. Your insolence has brought you this pain, but you will again learn to serve. You will become obedient, yes, and lawful once more. But first... I shall amuse myself with your pain."

Though you feel no fear, the pain is great. You close your eyes and grit your teeth as she castigates you with her magic.

>A) Submit
>B) Use the Selesnyan Charm
>C) Attack her
>D) Bear the pain
>E) Other

>>376672
>B) Use the Selesnyan Charm

>>376672
>B)
Hopefully, it's teleport.

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>>376689
>>376696

Reaching into your pocket, you take out the Selesnyan Signet and hold it up in front of her face. It creates a blinding flash of light from the release of magic, causing her to fall back and let out a cry. The bats all begin screeching and flying around as you run out of her office.

"TRAITOR!" she calls out as the bats swarm after you. You rush past two priests and push them out of the way, running up to the street and out of the entrance. The vampire screams for your capture as you run out and let out a loud whistle, alerting Goldie to swoop down.

She lands and you hop up onto her back. As you do, you hear another series of hooves charging towards you. A Knight of Obligation is coming towards you, his sword drawn and ready to bring you to justice while the basilica guards run down the steps.

Goldie spreads her wings and takes off, sending you into the sky and out of their reach, for now.

>A) Return to the Selesnyans
>B) Head west, into Golgari territory
>C) Head north, into Boros territory
>D) Return to your skyhome in Orzhov-controlled territory in order to grab your things before they are seized
>E) Other

>>376764
>D) Return to your skyhome in Orzhov-controlled territory in order to grab your things before they are seized

>>376764
Go to Boros, we might as well get that job done.

So, how are you guys doing

>>377878
Good you?

>>377963

I'm alright. I'm sorry things are slow. I am currently attending the Magic pre-release tonight, stopped by home to grab a few things.

If I could get a tie breaker for >>376833 and >>376773 that'd be nice.

>>377970
>D) Return to your skyhome in Orzhov-controlled territory in order to grab your things before they are seized

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>>376773
>>378072

Flying to your temporary rented home that the Orzhov provided (at a fee), you land on the open platform and run inside to gather your things. Lucretia saw you with the signet---she knows now, and that means you don't have much time.

'So much for renegotiation,' you mutter, grabbing all of your belongings and shoving them into a backpack. Some money, some clothes, a few other odds and ends and you're ready to go.

As you gun back outside and get ready to climb on Goldie's back, you hear a dull roar in the distance. You look and see two large thrulls flying over the rooftops, bat-like wings pushing their brutish, musclebound forms towards you.

Hopping on her back, you take off, but they are hot in pursuit. They've been told to come after you and collect---your body or otherwise!

>1d100!

Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>378213

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>>378228

Holding tightly onto her reigns, you guide Goldie throughout the rooftops, pillars and gothic spires as the thrulls give chase, hollaring and crashing into statues and stones as they remain hot on your heels.

You ride as fast as you can, but these brutes, despite appearances, are as quick as they are narrow-mindedly persistent. You can almost hear them breathing as they soar after you, their meaty fists pounding along the rooftops as they fly.

As you leave Orzhov territory and aim yourself towards the center of the district, where Selesnya holds power, you manage to outpace them a bit. Soaring up high, you take them into the clouds and lose them before diving down. Looking back, however, you seem them both barrel out of the clouds and roar as they rocket towards you.

Just then, a call is heard throughout the air. A horn! And from the northwest, from the green spires of the Conclave, come riders! Equenauts! A whole wing of them!

The pegasus-riding warriors head straight for you, and when you dive, they go overhead, charging at the thrulls. They spear them out of the sky with arrows and lances, sending them hurtling down to the streets below.

You let out a cheer as your fellow equenauts take up position behind you. Goldie rides on, neighing loudly as you reach the safety of the Conclave's towers.

>A) Return to Vylindara's side
>B) Follow the equenauts to the sky stable
>C) Immediately land and hide Goldie somewhere safe
>D) Seek guidance from the highest-ranking member of the Conclave in this district
>E) Other

Well, fun while it lasted I guess.

Don't make me come and take your souls to purgatory you little shits. I can't be bothered sorting you retards today, so hurry up and do some act of good or evil before you get yourselves killed.

Nobody around anymore?