>>624945
>>You've been acting like a child recently, you know.

Waiting twenty more minutes anons.

"Well, you've been acting like a child recently. You punched me and stormed off."

"And that's childish to react to someone eating people souls?"

"Well, yes. There's far worse fates."

"Your contributing to the problem though. What if you ate me, eh? Would you deny me an afterlife?"

"...Well, I'd try my hardest not to."

"So why the hell are you doing it to other people?"

"Because if I don't, then reality slowly dinsintegrates to the forces of Chaos. I don't think you or I want that, and sacrificing a few souls is worth it."

"There's got to be a better way. You're becoming a monster!"

"According to the monster manual, I was always a monster."

"Dad, eating people's souls? Having a personal cult? Fuck, having more then one wife?"

"What's that have to do with anything?"

"I... You sound like whatever these chaos guys are, alright?"

"I'm not a chaos god."

"I'm not saying that. I'm just saying that you've fallen into the wrong type of people."

"Listen, the only chaos god I actually talk to is Khorne."

"I know, but what if he's controlling you or something?"

Actions.

>Laugh. He's not controlling you.
>We're friends, damn it. If he was controlling me I'd know.
>If he was controlling me, I'd have a lust for blood and skulls.
>Now is not the time for your paranoia to set in, Charlemagne.
>...I'll look into it.
>This would be a hell of a lot easier if I just converted you to Chaos. Then I'd have a son who wouldn't just sit and bitch about me eating people's souls.
>Write-In

Bump

>>625019
>...I'll look into it.
At first I'd say that would be crazy, but we've done a lot for Chaos. How many cultists could say they sacrificed a whole city?

"Well... I'd say that would be crazy. But I'll look into it."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Well, uh... Good luck."

"...Did you expect me to say no?"

"Yeah."

"...I see. Well, I'll be back in a minute or two."

Khorne?

WHAT?

Actions.

>...I'm curious... Can you control my actions?
>Hey, my son's worried I might be under your control. Tell me that's not the case.
>...Is there any side effects of working with Chaos?
>You better not be fucking controlling me, Khorne.
>...Nevermind. I'll ask you later.
>Write-In

>>625142
>Hey, my son's worried I might be under your control. Tell me that's not the case.

Hey, my son's worried I might be under your control. Tell me that isn't the case.

WHAT? FUCK NO. YOU DO ENOUGH DESTRUCTION ON YOUR OWN WITHOUT ME NEEDING TO GUIDE YOU ANYWHERE.

...That's uh, good? Right?

...SORT OF? YOUR JUST NATURALLY DESTRUCTIVE, WHICH MEANS I DON'T NEED YOU UNDER MY CONTROL OR ANYTHING.

Cool. Thanks for your time.

Hey uh, Ren?

What?

...I don't like lying or anything, but I think we should just say to our son that we're under Khorne's control.

What?

Come on dude, it's clear that he'll hate our guts if we say we're doing this on our own accord. I think we should try to put him on a false witchhunt so he doesn't blame us.

That's... Come on. He's my son.

Yeah, but I'd rather not have our heir hate us for eating people's souls.

Actions.

>...Well, it's for the greater good. I could do that.
>...I think instead of outright telling him we should just hint at it.
>We should tell him. It's the right thing to do.
>Write-In

>>625206
>We should tell him. It's the right thing to do.
Nah. I'm just not up to lying to our son.

>>625213
Explain to our son that Khorne is one of the lesser evils, and that he's even agreed to tone it down.

Yeah, fuck no. I'm not lying to my kid.

Suit yourself.

"Charlemagne? It's... Well, I'm in full control. Khorne however is the lesser of the evils, hell he's even agreed to tone it down."

"...I hoped you were going to at least say yes."

"I'm sorry, but it's the truth."

"...I know."

There's a few moments of silence, and Charlemagne sits down on the bed your laying on.

"...Is there any way I can stop you from working with Khorne?"

"No."

"...I feel fucking weak. I know I can't stop you from helping him."

"You could try, you know."

"To waste my time trying to tell you to stop?"

"Yeah. It wouldn't work."

"I know..."

He just sits there, saddened.

Actions.

>...I've got to get going back home, Charlemagne.
>Why do you want me remain catholic so badly?
>...Listen, one day I'll go back to being catholic, alright?
>...I'm sorry about converting, alright?
>...Charlemagne, why are you so religious? I'm curious.
>Write-In

>>625279
>...Charlemagne, why are you so religious? I'm curious.
>Sorry about converting. Metaphorically, it's like picking a table to sit at for lunch, and the Norse gods are being bullied to death. I figured I'd sit at their table and help them sort things out.

"Listen, I'm sorry about converting. Metaphorically it's like picking a table to sit at for lunch and the Norse gods are being bullied to death... I decided to sit at their table and help them out a bit."

He sighs a little, and you decide to follow up.

"Charlemagne... Why are you so religious? I'm curious."

"It's... Well, it's one of the things you taught me during the few times you hanged out with me. Then once you really stopped seeing me all I saw was Svana. She was religious, I was sort of religious... Then here we are. It's just... I never thought in a million years you would convert."

"But why are you?"

"I fought a lot, back in Oslo and Constantinople. And if I died I wanted to go somewhere nice. I didn't want to end up just dying young."

"The norse gods give you a good afterlife if you die in battle."

"Which will probably happen to me... But I could never see myself converting. I have a good girlfriend, a good life and potential afterlife. And it's how I thought you wanted me to be. You never seemed to dislike me going to church, in fact you encouraged it. Now your calling me on being zealous when you never cared before."

Actions.

>...I see. I'm sorry about that, then.
>I'm calling you out because eventually in the future you'll rule over the empire, which is a multitude of faiths.
>I think you need a new girlfriend then.
>So basically I've been a little hypocritical?
>Write-In

>>625325
>...I see. I'm sorry about that, then.
>I'm calling you out because eventually in the future you'll rule over the empire, which is a multitude of faiths.

>>625279
>...Charlemagne, why are you so religious? I'm curious.
>Write-In
"Charlemagne, no matter what. Know that I love you, that I love almost everyone a little and that I am but a child amongst gods; meddling in things far too old and far too powerful for my liking. Yet I must, for the alternative is death, famine, disease, hate and war.

If I should fall or fail, trying to defend this world from that which assails it, do me a single favour; don't take up my mantle, let it be discarded and die. For you are far too moral a man for me to force such a fate onto.

I am sorry I am no christian, that I wasn't always there for you, that I do what I do, that I will almost certainly continue to screw in matters far greater than I but I can only ask for your forgiveness for all I do."


He is a good child, a strong one. Far stronger than us for he has morals.

"I see. I'm sorry then, but I'm calling you out because eventually in the future you'll rule over the empire, which is a multitude of faiths."

"I guess... But don't you live longer then me? Your a full-bloodied dragon. I'm just a half-dragon."

Actions.

>...That's an excuse. You don't get an excuse while ruling.
>...If you want, I could make you a full on dragon. Therefor you'll live as long as me.
>...I suppose I should choose one of my dragon children then, as my heir, since they'll live longer then me.
>Charlemagne, chances are I'll die before you get old. So you might want to shape up for ruling.
>Write-In

>>625325
>Write-In
"Charlemagne, I want nothing from you. I don't live vicariously through you. What I want is your happiness, where possible, and for you to be a positive influence on this world.

I used to think religious unity would increase social unity, which it does, but I never considered the costs; in life, in culture, in art, in ideas and so much more.

It is possible that one day you shall sit on my throne of bone and rule my lands. I just don't want you to waste your time trying to convert everyone to the same god when it doesn't really matter.

I say that because every god exists because of their followers. Christian, Jew, Muslim, Norse or any other are all equally valid religions. The only reason to eliminate such groups is because they are causing problems, like certain chaos gods.

I think your strength of faith is a great trait but you must temper it with humility and understanding. Lest your mind be consumed by hate."

"
"Charlemagne, I want nothing from you. I don't live vicariously through you. What I want is your happiness, where possible, and for you to be a positive influence on this world.

I used to think religious unity would increase social unity, which it does, but I never considered the costs; in life, in culture, in art, in ideas and so much more.

It is possible that one day you shall sit on my throne of bone and rule my lands. I just don't want you to waste your time trying to convert everyone to the same god when it doesn't really matter.

I say that because every god exists because of their followers. Christian, Jew, Muslim, Norse or any other are all equally valid religions. The only reason to eliminate such groups is because they are causing problems, like certain chaos gods.

I think your strength of faith is a great trait but you must temper it with humility and understanding. Lest your mind be consumed by hate."

"Well... I mean... I guess I could try."

"Thank you, son."

He sighs.

"I can't promise that I wont try to promote my faith though."

"That's fine... I just don't want you to try and do a crusade or something."

"I guess... I've... I'm going home now. I can barely stand."

"See to it. I've got to go home as well."

He nods his head, and blinks his eyes.

"Actually... Right here is good enough."
He begins to slump up against the wall.

"Sleep well, then."

"Yeah... I'll... I'll see you later." He closes his eyes and begins to snore. You get out of your bed and get ready to head back home...


After a little while, Flames speaks up admist your flight.

So... Is there anything else we should do?

Actions.

>...Eh, I feel like stopping by a place... Like Persia. I was going to visit eventually.
>...Why don't we say hi to Francisco Franco in Spain? I'd like to get an alliance. And we're only a few miles away from it.
>No, I'm going home. I'm tired.
>...We need to deal with that cult.
>...Actually, I want to talk to the leader of that chaos cult. Tzeentch, I think it was.
>Write-in

>>625381
>>...That's an excuse. You don't get an excuse while ruling.>>625381
>>Charlemagne, chances are I'll die before you get old. So you might want to shape up for ruling.
>>...If you want, I could make you a full on dragon. Therefor you'll live as long as me.

>>625416
>...We need to deal with that cult.

You decide you need to take care of the cult, while you fly back to Stockholm.

What exactly are you planning on doing?

Actions.

>Your original plan. Surround the city and screen the residents for possible cult-like behavior.
>Adelmann's plan. Find their headquarters and take care of it.
>...First you'll send a spy or something to find out where the cultist is.
>...When in doubt, destroy and possibly nomificate a city. And nomificate is not a word. But it should be in your case.
>...Fenrir, can you help at all?
>Write-In

>>625452
>...Fenrir, can you help at all?
>If not, do Adelmann's plan.

Fenrir, can you help at all?

Sorry, but I don't have any real followers or anything to help you. And the little power I have I'm using to break out of my chains.

Actions

>...I just need a little bit of godly help. Please? (Charisma, HARD)
>...Reminder to self, maybe I should get you a few followers.
>I understand. I can deal with this myself.
>Maybe I can ask Khorne for help?
>...You should ask Odin. I mean, you do worship him.
>...Maybe God might be willing to help?
>Write-In

>>625476
>Write-In
Do a general call round all the gods, just asking them to highlight to us who are their followers so we can avoid killing them in this purge, warning that if they don' then we will have to treat them as potential cultists.

Or have them highlight the cultists if they want.

>>625476
>>...Reminder to self, maybe I should get you a few followers.

You know, maybe I should get you a few followers. But besides that, I'm going to need to use you to call all of their gods, and tell them to highlight their fol-

Highlight?

Yeah. Like make glowy.

...I don't think anyone will do that.

What? Why not?

Because that would cost a shitton of godly power just to make someone sparkle for a little bit.

Seriously?

Yeah. Hell, even calling in a storm or something would cost nearly fifty years worth of power.

Shit...

Yeah. Sorry, but no one is going to play ball with that idea.

Actions.

>...Nevermind then. I'm going back to real life.
>I'll see this for myself, Fenrir.
>Well... Could you call Khorne for me? I mean, he's a chaos god after all.
>Fuck it, can we cut a deal with Tzeentch then? That he tells us who his cultist are and we give him something in exchange?
>Write-In

>>625525
>...Nevermind then. I'm going back to real life.


Welp time for plan B.

You head back to real life, and you decide to use Adelmann's plan.

Of course, unless you want to take the time to survey from above and possibly alert the cultists, you need someone, probably a Yuan-Ti, to find out where this cult is.

Actions.

>You'll survey it out yourself.
>No, you aren't taking any risks. You'll find a Yuan-Ti you can recruit to do this.
>You'll get Adelmann and tell him he's going in.
>...Maybe you could mutate someone into a yuan-ti? That would definently lower the chance of them being caught.
>You already know who your going to send to investigate... (Specify Someone)
>Frankizka? Oh yeah. She's great at stealth.
>...Claw's better, even if he's unlucky as shit at stealth.
>...Maybe one of your enslaved Yuan-Ti could do this?
>Write-In

>>625559
>Frankizka? Oh yeah. She's great at stealth.

You land down at Stockholm and shift back. You decide to find Frankizka, which takes some work... And you don't see her at all. Where could she be?

You find a servant, who seems to be busy carrying something.

"Servant, where is my wife, Frankizka?"

"Oh God... Uh, I think your wives are in Stockholm practicing blacksmithing."

"Wives?"

"Y-yes. The minotaur one and the German one."

"The minotaur one is Chrysoula, servant."

"W-who said that?"

"...Nevermind. Continue on with your work."

The slightly terrified servant bows and quickly runs off.

Actions.

>...Well, time to find them. Why not?
>...Time to change the plan then.
>This whole cult thing can wait for later.
>Write-In

>>625628
>This whole cult thing can wait for later.

Yep, we should probably see about gathering up all of our "hero" characters for this fight, just to be on the safe side.

You decide to do this whole cult thing later. Maybe when everyone's ready. You send a message out to gather up everyone noteworthy in your palace.

Meanwhile, however... You decide to do something else.

Actions.

>...Maybe you should talk to Lorriana about how everything's going, that sort of thing?
>Time to do some research while your waiting!
>What? Do something else? Heresy! You'll just wait until everyone's gathered.
>...Maybe you should see what Marshal is up to?
>...Whatever happened to that tapestry maker, Beatrice? Weren't you going to make her your concubine?
>...Maybe you should check with your servants to see if Vildia has arrived yet.
>Write-In

>>625791
>Write-In
Begin making some potions, weapons and tools for the battle.

I have some ideas for weapons I want to prototype.

You decide to prepare for the battle, and make a few healing potions (Mostly just convenient first aid which doesn't require training to use).

What else?

Actions.

>...Maybe you should summon a few undead. That could be helpful.
>...You should make a weapon.
>Actually, you have a certain idea for a potion.
>...Maybe you should enchant something? Like a few guns?
>...Khorne, could you help me make shit?
>Write-In

>>625868
>...Maybe you should enchant something? Like a few guns?

Let's start with some rifles, our Karbine odd to do that pretty well.

You decide to enchant something, mostly your autokarbiners.

Choose what to enchant with!

>Fire Rune: Bullets from these rifles tend to set fires.
>Wind Rune: Bullets from these rifles will not drop off and tend to go faster.
>Ice Rune: Bullets from this tend to freeze things.
>Shield Rune: A bullet shot from this rifle will be blunt and non-lethal.
>Alpha Rune: Randomly selects two Runes!
>...Try to discover a new rune! (Enchantment!)
>Write-In

>>625946
>Alpha Rune: Randomly selects two Runes!

Roll me a 2d4 for what's chosen. I will only accept the first roll.

Rolled 1, 3 = 4 (2d4)

>>625972

Your rifles have been enchanted with a Fire and Ice combo. This is random in effect and will randomly shoot fire or ice.

When you finish up with this, you hear a knock at the door. You go to answer it, and see... Marshal? In his half-dragon form?

"Marshal?"

"Hey uh, I've got a question."

"I'm sort of busy right now... Sorry."

"Oh. Sorry then."

"Hang on, what do you need?"

"I'm sort of wanting to go back home."

"Why?"

"My wife will need me for the harvesting season. And I miss her."

Actions

>...Listen, I'm busy right now. Sorry.
>...You're a knight. You don't go back home until allowed to.
>Well, I'll take you back soon enough, alright?
>...Just curious, do you want any sort of weapons or armor?
>How's it been, being a half-dragon?
>Why don't you take your wife here?
>Write-In

>>626047
>Write-In
"Okay sure, do you want some stuff to take back? I mean you can keep your bow, obviously but I mean I could give you some gold or jewels or something to sell.

Just a question, would you bring your wife to this dimension if you could? Asking out of curiosity."

"Well, okay. Sure. Do you want to bring stuff back? I mean, you can keep your bow and I could give you some gold or jewels or something... Also, would you bring your wife to this dimension if you could? I'm curious."

"Uh... No, sire. I don't need anything, as I would probably be robbed by bandits."

"Come on, your a half-dragon. No one will rob you."

"I doubt that... Also to answer your question, I wouldn't take my wife to this dimension. It's just... It's strange. It reminds me very little of home."

"Why?"

"I never heard of what a "TV" is before a month ago. And there's so many strange things..."

Actions.

>...Well, if you change your mind, feel free to come back.
>Well, I hope you enjoyed living here. I'll see you around, Marshal.
>...Just because it's strange doesn't mean your wife will dislike it. You should take her here... It's better then living in a peasant hovel for the rest of your life.
>Write-In

>>626098
>Write-In
"Ah, I understand. We live a very different, if admittedly a little nicer, life and I can imagine it would be hard to adapt.

Still, know that you will always be welcome here."

"Ah, I understand. We live a very different, if admittedly a little nicer, life and I can imagine it would be hard to adapt. Still, know that you will always be welcome here."

"Yeah... Don't worry. I think I can find my way back home. I hope."

"Good luck, Marshal."

He nods his head and leaves.

Aw man, I liked that guy.

Well, it's his choice. He might come back.

Yeah...

After a few more hours of applying enchantments to rifles, you hear from your chief servant that Frankizka and Chrysoula have arrived home... Just the person you wanted to see. Frankizka.

You leave the guns and track down Frankizka, who's resting in your bed, exhausted. Along with Chrysoula.

"Frankizka?"

"Oh, hey Ren. I've got a question for you..."

"Be quick, I need you for something."

"Is it alright if I drink a little?"

"Why aren't y-"

She looks at you and moves her head to point at the sleeping Chrsyoula.

"Oh..."

"Yeah... Is it alright?"

Actions.

>...Sorry, but I'm afraid drinking from me might hurt you or your teeth.
>...Sure. It might hurt a little though.
>Sorry, but my blood's been laced with acid. It'll hurt you.
>Well, you might have the chance to drink blood a little later today. Particularly if you like snake blood.
>...Why don't you drink from... Well, her?
>...Let's do it.
>Write-In

>>626188
>>Sorry, but my blood's been laced with acid. It'll hurt you.
>>Work on a fucking mutagen to fix this.

"I'm sorry, but my blood isn't in drinking condition. It'll hurt you... So I'll be right back."

"Wh-"

You turn around, and rush down into the laboratory.

Roll me a 1d20+4 to come up with a mutagen to make your blood normalish.

Rolled 20 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>626262
Can I samefag?

Rolled 11 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>626262

>>626285
Whoops, no need.

I don't think you need to anon.

Critical Success!

After some tinkering, you have three ideas for a mutagen...

You can create a mutagen which allows you to toggle your acidic blood on and off and desire how acidic it is (and possibly making it a potent cocktail), or a mutagen which gets rid of the acid blood only. And if you so desired, you could make a mutagen which completely gets rid of the acid blood, and grants you a mutation.

Actions.

>Keep Acid Blood, but allow it to be toggled and change it's acidic nature.
>Just get rid of it completely!
>Get rid of Acid Blood and get a mutation!
>Fuck this, don't do anything!
>Write-In

Bump.

>>626326
>Toggle acid blood
I can finally post again

>>626326
>Keep Acid Blood, but allow it to be toggled and change it's acidic nature.


Testing, testing. This is Scotland transmitting, does anyone read me?

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THE CONNECTION ISSUES ARE DEAD!

Guess the quest gods didn't like you anons getting a nat 20 earlier.

You create toggable acid blood mutagen, and inject yourself with it. It gives you a few shakes and you feel like your insides are burning, but eventually you calm down a little, and shake it off.

You head back up the stairs and find Frankizka.

"Don't worry, I took care of the whole "melting your face" thing that my blood tends to do now."

"I'm curious on how exactly that works."

"...It's something of a question that I ask myself as well. Now..."

Actions.

>...Why don't you drink my blood later?
>I wonder if any other form has different tasting blood. Like my elven form. Or dwarven.
>Shift into a different form, such as your human-sized dragon form! (Specify)
>I bet I can take it in human form.
>So uh, will Chrysoula hear?
>Write-In

>>626436
>Shift into a different form, such as your human-sized dragon form! (Specify)
>Dragon form, three times the size of a human.
>Don't forget to toggle off the acid blood.

>>626436
>I wonder if any other form has different tasting blood. Like my elven form. Or dwarven.


Dwarven

>>626442
This.

You make sure to lower your acidic blood levels, and you carefully shapeshift into a dragon, about three times the size of a normal human, and you squeeze carefully into the room.

"Ren?"

"...Can you hurry up? It's kind of uncomfortable here."

"There's a problem."

"What?"

"You have scales all over your body. That is a very big problem."

"So? Just try to get underneath them."

"Ren, unless you want me to tear off a scale then it's going to be quite difficult. And I'd rather not hurt you while drinking your blood. Also I'm not strong enough to tear off one your scales, they weight essentially like a ton."

Action.

>That's sweet, but I believe in you. Tear off one of my scales.
>...Yeah, I'll shift into a different form.
>Could you get under if I got bigger?
>What can your teeth penetrate? I'm curious.
>Write-In

>>626491
>What can your teeth penetrate? I'm curious.
>Shift to half dragon.

You shift down to your half dragon form.

"So, I'm curious... What can your teeth penetrate?"

"Leather, clothes, not really armor."

"My scales in Half-Dragon fo-"

"They're weak enough for me to get past. It's basically leather."

"...I thought it was stronger."

"Eh."

She bites into your neck and starts draining.

"Huh. Your blood tastes like limes."

"T-that's good, right?"

"Yeah."

She drains for a minute or two and finishes up, cleaning her mouth.

"Thanks, Ren. Your blood still tastes great."

"Aw, thanks."

"Yeah... So do you need something?"

"Yeah, I need you to find a cultist headquarter and report back to me."

"...That's it?"

"What?"

"What sort of cultists?"

"Oh. You know, Tzeentchians. I think."

"Can't I just go in and stealthily take care of them?"

Actions.

>...I'd rather you not. I just need their location.
>Sure, if you feel like your up to it.
>Totally... But it's dangerous to go alone. Take someone with you.
>Only if I can come.
>...Actually, let's talk about this later. I want to relax with you a little.
>...I've got a question. You've been taking blacksmithing with Chrysoula, how's that been going?
>Write-In

>>626552
>...I'd rather you not. I just need their location.
>Write-In
"Mostly because I plan on using the purge as a bit of a family and friend get together. I've even been making some enchanted rifles just for the event."

"I'd rather you not. I just need their location... And I intend on using the purge as a bit of a family and friend get together. I've even been making some enchanted rifles just for the event."

"...So we're basically shooting ourselves in the foot for fun?"

"I wouldn't say shooting ourselves..."

"I mean, if we're going there I'd rather just get it over with. There's very little need for fancy theatrics you know."

"Theatrics?"

"Well, yeah. You could just crush their headquarters and head back home."

"But what if a few survive?"

"Well, if they're all in there then none survive. Besides, you could just get the army to surround it."

"What, you don't like my plan?"

"I just have things I want to do, Renexizious."

Actions.

>...Mind if I ask what those things are?
>Come on, it'll be fun. It'll be like a cook out. But with everyone there, and just shooting cultists.
>I'm not going to need you after you find the location, alright?
>I had to marry a pragmatist...
>When you put it like that, my plan seems stupid. But I'm still going through with it.
>I guess I can let you just solve it.
>Write-in

>>626637
>Come on, it'll be fun. It'll be like a cook out. But with everyone there, and just shooting cultists.

>>626637
>I guess I can let you just solve it.
>Be careful out there!

>>626659
Okay, fine. Changing to this.

You sigh a little... You planned this out, for Odin's sake!

"...I guess I can let you solve it. Just be careful, alright?"

"Your telling me, a vampire to be careful?"

"Well, yes."

She gives you a kiss.

"I'll take it to heart. Now I'll be back in a while, alright?"

"I love you too."

Actions.

>...Investigate Oslo as Frankizka! (PoV Switch!)
>Actually... Why don't I come with you? (Remain as Renexizious. Or if you wanted to, be Frankizka.)
>You should take someone with you, ok? (Specify Who)
>...I think my Elven form might be better suited to this. I'll do it myself.
>I'm going to stay here, Frankizka. (Dice Roll, remain as Ren)
>Write-In

>>626689
>Actually... Why don't I come with you? (Remain as Renexizious. Or if you wanted to, be Frankizka.)

If things go to shit, give a shout and I will give an accurate impression of a volcano and a flamethrowers child.

>>626699
This, but switch PoV to Frankizka.

You are now Frankizka!

"If things go to shit, give me a shout and I'll give you an accurate impression of a volcano and a flamethrower's child."

"Uh, yeah. Alright. I think I'll be fine though. You know, going alone."

"Come on, please?"

You sigh, you'd rather do this alone. Your good working alone.

"...I guess. Ju-"

He gives you a rather hard hug.

"Good. Now, why don't we go over the things you'll need."

"I th-"

"Well, I don't think you can beat everyone up. Why don't you just browse my armory?"

"This is because you wanted to use those enchanted rifles, right?"

"...Yeah."

"...Well, what do you have?"

"I'd say you could only carry one thing, just so you aren't obvious as shit... I have close range weapons, like knives and batons, and I have ranged weapons, like a pistol and I think a taser."

Actions.

>I'll take the baton. (Close Range, Non-Lethal, unless used in excessive force.)
>I'll take the combat knife. (Close Range, Lethal.)
>How about the taser? (Ranged, non-lethal.)
>I'll take the pistol. (Ranged, Lethal)
>I'll be fine using my fist and teeth, Ren. You worry too much.
>Write-In

>>626804
Whatever another anon says.

>>626804
Telescopic baton or a truncheon?
Single-use taser or rechargeable?

I'll say truncheon and a rechargeable taser (for convenience)

>>626843
Cool, taser it is.

"I'll take the taser."

"Sweet. Now, with that done, I'll meet you at Oslo."

"How are you getting there?"

"Oh, I'll be swimming beneath the ocean, and waiting in the harbor."

"...Why can't I fly there on your back?"

"That's way too convienent. And you'll drown or get thrown off my back."

"I can't drown, but I see your point."

"Anyways, there's a railroad just recently built between Stockholm, Oslo, Hansodr, and that Finnish place. You could take that if you like a moderately long journey."

"...I could just shift into a bat."

"Well, you won't make it over the mountains, and it'll take too long... Unless you want to go by the Dwarven tunnels."

Actions.

>...Oooh, spooky. Dwarven tunnels to Oslo? Seems good.
>...I might get lost down there. I'll just take a train.
>Come on, why don't you come with me?
>Write-In

>>626883
>...I might get lost down there. I'll just take a train.

"I'll just take the train then."

"Right. Have fun! And shout if you need anything!"

Renexizious walks off, leaving you alone. Chrysoula meanwhile, is snoring loudly. You can't help but wish you could actually speak Greek. It's hard to understand her crude Reikspiel. And you doubt she speaks Brettonian... But maybe should could provide some muscle in case you need it?

Actions.

>You can't understand her, she won't understand you. Leave her here.
>...Maybe you should ask if she wants anything. You are friends. Even if the two of you can't understand each other.
>Well, sure. Maybe she'll learn something. And she'll provide necessary muscle you need in case things go south.
>You just need company. But you'd rather not get yelled at if she gets shot a little. Take her with you but don't let her help you.
>Write-In

>>626924
>You can't understand her, she won't understand you. Leave her here.

You decide against it. It's a solo operation, and you don't need a minotaur slowing you down. You have Ren for that.
No, not the slowing part. The muscle part.

After a little while, you head down to the train station and board the train. Lots of folks from plenty of races and nationalities are on the train, and you get placed next to a drunk looking Finnish man. He looks rather serious, and has a knife holster. You squeeze on past him as you board, while he drinks vodka, you were lucky enough to get the window seat on this... Train, is what it's called.

Roll me a 1d20+4 for fortunes.

Rolled 13 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>626993
Rolling for how hard Frankizka gets groped by a drunk.

I'd like to thank my mouse for fucking deleting all my writing. Fuck you too, mouse.

Update will take another few minutes.

The trip to Oslo in uneventful. All that really happens is the Finnish man gets drunk and passes out in your arms. You make sure to push him out of your arms and the rest of the trip goes as normal as trip can go.

Eventually you arrive in Oslo, and get out. It seems very... Well, it reeks of religion. Which in a earlier life would be something you liked. But now it's only a bad thing, sadly. You ask a local about local landmarks, and this is what you get...

Actions.

>See the local military Governor. He can help, right?
>The nearest pub, stat! Rumors ahoy!
>You should find the docks and see if Ren's there. And make sure he's alright.
>Graveyard. You are a vampire. And a necromancer.
>There's a rather large cathederal... The only problem is that YOU can't enter without burning.
>...Well, maybe you should explore the sewers?
>Write-In

>>627108
>You should find the docks and see if Ren's there. And make sure he's alright.

You take a trip down to the docks. The city of Oslo lacks cars of any kind, really. Most people are rather friendly with each other, and religious symbols hang from nearly every household. You do get some odd looks, but still waved at by nearly everyone. However, the closer you get to the docks, the more humans and less friendly the place gets. Eventually you get into the harbor, when you see a white scale protruding from the harbor. You walk over, grab a rock, and toss it at the scale. It doesn't move, and that's when you realize that's only the tail of Ren... And he's virtually stretched out across the harbor. Great.

This sends you on another long walk to find his head, which come about once you see some bubbles coming from the water, and feel the water is strangely cold.

"Ren?"

Nothing answers.

"It's me, Frankizka!"

"Blbuuhlb?" You hear, under the water.

"...I don't know what your saying."

One of Ren's heads slightly pokes out of the water.

"Bluh. I hate the taste of fish. I'm uh, Flames. Ren's all the way over there." Flames nods his head towards a place where some slight frost is.

"Oh."

"So uh, I'll tell him you said hi? Is there anything else?"

Actions.

>Uh, no. Thanks though.
>Tell him that this might be a little harder then I thought it was.
>Eh, I don't really care about investigation... Can we just burn this place to the ground?
>Can he get his ass out of the water and come on land? And no, not stomping around, I meant human. Humanish.
>Write-In

Bump.

>>627219
>Can he get his ass out of the water and come on land? And no, not stomping around, I meant human. Humanish.
Just got back from a lengthy drive.

"Can you tell him to get his ass out of the water and come on land? And no, I don't want him stomping around crushing buildings. I meant human. Or at least humanish."

"Aw... Well, I'll tell him."

"What's with the aww?"

"Do you realize for how long I get crammed inside his head? It's nice being able stretch."

"Just tell him."

After a few minutes, Renexizious comes out of the ocean in human form. Covered in a lot of water, and a fish in his hair.

"So, how do I look?"

"...I liked you better dry."

"What's wron- Oh. The fish."

Renexizious takes the fish out of hair and tosses it back into the ocean.

"There. So, you ready to explore?"

"I suppose. Just leave the sneaking and talking to me."

"Your forgetting I have extensive skill in the art of diplomacy."

"Ah. I didn't think diplomacy was in your skillset."

"It's among others, such as theatercraft, alchemy, being more Jewish then some Jews... Oh, and knowing about Nazi Germany."

"...Theatercraft?"

"Yeah. I picked up a little. It's not very good, and I don't remember how or why I got it."

"That would... Be quite interesting."

"What, doing Shakespear as a dragon? Have you listened to me when I speak Russian?"

"Who's Shakespear, and what's Russian?"

Renexizious sighs.

"...We'll talk about this later. Now, come on. We have a city of snakes to explore."

"I thought I was the leader here?"

"...I thought I was."

"Well, I say we start our investigations..."

Actions.

>...Graveyards tend to be a suspicious place.
>Let's try to find the slums.
>...It's a cult of Tzeentch, right? Look for a library.
>Ren, could you enter a cathederal? I can't.
>...Let's find a bar and get some rumors.
>You have some pull with the local military governor, right?
>...We're already at the docks. Let's look for suspicious shippings!
>...Do you have any form which could help us blend in?
>Write-In

>>627931
>...Do you have any form which could help us blend in?
>The library is suspect.

"Do you have any form which can help us blend in?"

"Unless you want me as a half dragon, a dwarf, or an elf, no."

"Well... Wait, Dwarf?"

"What about it?"

"...I think you'd be adorable with a little.beard. Just saying. But anyways, let's get going to the library!"

What shape for Ren to turn into?

>Remain Human.
>Elf (Silent Walking.)
>Dwarf (Short. Is a fucking dwarf.)
>Half Dragon.
>Write In

>>628056
>Elf (Silent Walking.)

Elf it is. I'll continue this tomorrow l anons.

I'm up for a little bit, so I'll post an update now.

Ren becomes a little skinnier and you hear his footsteps no longer make any real sound. That's good, right?

Eventually you and Renexizious make it to a library of sorts, which compared to the rest of the city, seems almost abandoned. Or just really, really quiet.

You nearly yell if anyone's in here, but Renexizious shushes you.

"What? Why?"

"...It's a library. It's a mortal thing to not yell in them."

"I see..."

Roll me a 1d20+4 for how well your investigaiton goes.

Also anons, I'll be posting again around three PM on the west coast time.

Rolled 7 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>628569

Rolled 7 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>628569

Rolled 11 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>628569
Shameless samefagging.

Small update.

As you explore the library, you note that most particularly... The library is indeed a library. Ren seems bored as he waits for you to find something... Anything, really.

"Ren, why don't you help?"

"How?"

"Try looking for heretical stuff. Anything."

Roll me a 1d20-3 to see if he finds stuff.

>>628765

Rolled 20 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>628771

>>628803
>23
:) Nat. 20 means finding the real Necronomicon?

>>628806
nah, we just found their entire cult looking for books on political intrigue and shit.

Aftet a little bit, you see Ren come back.

"I found the cult."

"That fast?"

"Yeah. It's like a book club or something."

"...What?"

"It's on a sign, apparently they're meeting know. It's a club called Eldritch Knowledge, and apparently the clubs stated goal is to " Find knowledge where no one has gone before!" Or something. "

"Have you seen them?"

"Hell yeah. One asked me if I knew where the political intrigue section is, along the the Necronomicon . He was wearing a fucking pocket protector too. Under his robes, I think. Fuck, robes are comfy..."

"...I don't know what that is."

"Well, once I told him where it was he told me I could join. They apparently bring snacks."

"Ah..."

Actions

>Where are they now?
>So, why don't we infiltrate them then?
>Let's interrupt their meeting!
>Could we just arrest them or something? Like call the police?
>When do they leave?
>Write In

>>628923
>Write In
Go and see if they know who and what they are worshipping.

"I think we should check out if they know what the fuck they're doing."

"Yeah. You don't think we can eat a few of their snacks while we're at it, right?"

"Sure?"

You follow Ren to a library table populated by Yuan Ti in robes. Ren and you casually go up to the table.

"Hey, you guys worship Tzeentch, right?"

"Yeah, you need something?"

Actions

>We'd like to join.
>...You know what he does, right?
>Ren, say a one liner or something.
>Sorry, but me and my husband have orders to purge you.
>Do you guys know any magic?
>Take out your baton and hit a cultist over the head.
>Write In

>>629017
>Write In
"Well, we've been thinking about worshipping him but can't decide. Can you tell us more about him?"

"Well, we've been thinking about worshipping him but can't decide. Can you tell us more about him?"

"Well... Uh, he just seems cool, really."

"...Seriously?"

"Yeah. Sometimes he gives us the answers to tests and stuff on campus, man. It's chill."

"Yeah. Hell, all we have to do is read books and shit."

"Also I think he gave Oala some wicked sharp teeth. All she did was give him a book on magic and shit."

"So what are you guys? Like college students?"

"Most of us, yeah. Our teacher told us about him. You know, Oala."

"Yeah. I think one of us is a lawyer or something."

Actions

>Teacher, eh? Where is she?
>Sorry, but me and my husband just don't think this is the cult for us.
>Your worshipping a god who will drain you of your sanity, you know.
>Can we join?
>My husband's profession is very interesting...
>Write In

>>629060
>Write In
"Look, you guys are way in over your heads. You've been brought into a conflict against forces of insanity and chaos and I am afraid to say we are on the other side.

Your teacher is responsible for your conversion but might not have done it intentionally. We must see her in order to discourage the continued worship of him, before you go insane and try to sacrifice your dog or something."

"Look, you guys are way in over your heads. You've been brought into a conflict against forces of insanity and chaos and I am afraid to say we are on the other side.

Your teacher is responsible for your conversion but might not have done it intentionally. We must see her in order to discourage the continued worship of him, before you go insane and try to sacrifice your dog or something."

"Come on man, we're just reading. We aren't harming anyone."

"You're selling your soul to a dark god though!"

"So? Dark gods are pretty cool man."

"You're doing this to look cool, aren't you?"

"Well, that and we get an excuse to wear robes."

Actions

>...Where's your teacher at?
>Take some professional advice from a vampire and stop.
>If you stop worshipping him, we won't beat your shit in.
>Ren, we can tolerate a few tzeentchians, right?
>Write In

>>629085
>Take some professional advice from a vampire and stop.

"Listen, take some advice from me, a vampire. Don't worship a dark god? It ends badly."

One of the cultists faceplants into the table.

"Fucking roleplayers... We're a REAL dark magic club. Now fuck off to your shitty roleplaying group."

Actions

>I'm not joking. I'm a real vampire.
>You'll prove it somehow...
>Believe me or not, but tell me where your teacher is.
>...Ren, shapeshift if you will.
>Write In

>>629229
>I'm not joking. I'm a real vampire.
>You'll prove it somehow...
>Shapeshift into a bat.

>>629229
>I'm not joking. I'm a real vampire.
and >>629247 this

"I'm not joking. I'm a vampire."

"Vampires aren't real, you idioto-"

You Shapeshift into a bat and land right on the cultist's shoulder. He easily disrupts the silence of the library by screaming. You fly off his shoulder and the cultist runs, trying to get his robes off and opens the exit.

,"That guy was a pussy. It's gotta be magic or something, right?"

"Dude, she's an alien or something!"

"You high or something?"

"I'm fuckin out. I'm done. Nope. Shit was already creepy before, now there's fucking aliens!"

"I'm a vampire... Not an alien. Ren, back me upo."

"She's a vampire." He says while appropriating a small bag of chips.

"All of you, calm down."

The cultists seem a little nervous.

Actions

>I recommend you all get out of here and tell me where your teacher is.
>You all need to shape up. You're worshipping a god to have an easy time in educational services!
>If you guys want to worship a cool god, try Sigmar.
,>Write In

>>629303
>Write In
"Look, we've all gotten off on the wrong foot. I'm Frankizka and we aren't going to hurt you. Seeing as your intentions are fairly tame, if rather immoral, I mean seriously. You are cheating in tests!

Either way, we need to as you to to stop worshipping Tzeentch and must see your teacher. She might be like you or she may be more aware as to the nature of your worship and what it does. We apologise for the inconvenience but this is a important matter."

"Look, we've all gotten off on the wrong foot. I'm Frankizka and we aren't going to hurt you. Seeing as your intentions are fairly tame, if rather immoral, I mean seriously. You are cheating in tests!

Either way, we need to as you to to stop worshipping Tzeentch and must see your teacher. She might be like you or she may be more aware as to the nature of your worship and what it does. We apologise for the inconvenience but this is a important matter."

"Shit, we're new at this... She's at the graveyard, ok?"

"New?"

"Yeah, there's like twelve more of us. Weird guys, don't talk much."

"Really?"

"Yeah, we're going to get out of here, alright?"

"Just stop worshipping Tzeentch and everything will be fine."

"Y-yeah..."

The ex-cultitists leave, and you turn to Ren, who's eating the chips in a bag.

"What's the plan?"

Actions

>You stay out of sight, and I sneak in.
>First let's scout it out, alright?
>You just go in and set some things on fire, alright?
>Write In

>>629369
>First let's scout it out, alright?

"First, let's scout out the place, alright?"

"Got it."

Roll me a 1d20+4 to scout.

Back home anons, unless everyone's watching the debate tonight.

Rolled 14 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>629517
Going to watch the debates with my professor. Who are you siding with, OP?

Rolled 16 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>629517
Rolling again.

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There's only one choice anon.
Pic related.

16+4=18

Good Success!

You get to the graveyard outside of Oslo, and watch carefully... A few Yuan-Ti cultists slither about, and from what you can tell, unarmed.

Actions.

>...Time to sneak in to explore further
>A bat in a cemetary? That's just par for the course. Shapeshift a little
>...Ren, it's time to go loud.
>...Find a nearby cultist and knock them out. You can learn more if you knock them out, hopefully.
>Write-In

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>>629603
>...Time to sneak in to explore further
>A bat in a cemetary? That's just par for the course. Shapeshift a little.
Trump is the only answer.

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Press F To pay respects to CLITON.

You shapeshift into your bat form and investigate further into the cemetary. Roll me a 1d20+4 for how well this goes.

Rolled 5 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>629650

Rolled 17 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>629650
Rolling for how severe Hillary's next seizure is.

17+4=21

Fatal Seizure confirmed!

You glide through the cementary, and notice that one of the crypts have been broken into... And that there's a few human skeletons roaming around. They're armed with either axes or rifles...

Actions.

>...Hide somewhat and shift back into your human form.
>Swoop down into the crypt?
>Head back to Ren.
>...Try to get behind one of the cultists and shift back.
>Write-In

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>>629672
>Head back to Ren.

You fly back to Renexizious, and shift back.

"What did you see?"

"There's some armed skeletons around, and one of the crypts got broken into."

"...What should we do?"

Actions.

>We'll go straight for the crypt.
>Let's take out the undead before they harm anyone.
>The cultists might be controlling the undead. Let's take care of them first.
>Well, graveyards aren't really necessary. Why don't you shift into a more combat-ready form? (Specify what form for Ren to shift into)
>...Why don't I try evening the odds? I'll summon some undead.
>Write-In

>>629690
>Well, graveyards aren't really necessary. Why don't you shift into a more combat-ready form? (Specify what form for Ren to shift into)
>...Why don't I try evening the odds? I'll summon some undead.
Basically prepare for combat but don't attack.

>>629697
Oh yeah, dragon form.
5x human height.

"Listen, you should shift into something a little more combat ready, while I summon some undead."

"Right..." He begin shifting, while you prepare to summon some good old undead...


And summon what type of undead?

Frankizka Energy: 2
Frankizka Blood: 3
(Energy is basically free for her to use, although weaker while Blood is more effective but does make her more thirsty.)

>Zombies (More durable then Skeletons. You get 10 with Energy, and 20 with Blood.)
>Skeletons (Can use weapons. You get 5 with Energy, and 10 with Blood. Additionally with Blood they become armored.)
>Bats (Very weak. You get 30 Bats with one energy, and 60 with Blood. Additionally with Blood they become undead bats, and are harder to kill.)
If anons want I can describe an undead type to you some more.

>>629740
Summon 10 skeletons with blood.
This will only use 1 blood, right? If so, summon two extra packs of zombies with energy.

You begin summoning undead.

Since your fighting cultists of Tzeentch, I'd like anons to roll me a 1d20 to see if everything goes according to plan. First dice only however.
And yes, this is Tzeentch fucking with you.

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>629772

Your summoning goes uninterrupted by any force of chaos, luckily. You have a small force of about thirty undead, ten of which being skeletons, armed with axes and shields.

Any mental commands?

>Make them fight non-lethally. This will diminish their lethality.
>Make them fight lethally.
>Surround the graveyard, if possible.
>...Maybe you can tell Ren to burrow into a crypt in the middle of the graveyard? That could prove a nasty surprise.
>Write-in

>>629805
>>Make them fight non-lethally. This will diminish their lethality.
>>Have them surround the graveyard.
>>Use the zombies to restrain the cultists after the skeletons disarm them.

Roll me a 1d20+4 for how well this goes.

Also, RIP HILLARY.

Rolled 11 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>630040

Rolled 9 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>630040
Rolling for how hard Hillary cries after the debates.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

11+4=15

Border Check.

Roll me a 1d20 and I'll roll you a 1d20. Try to beat my roll, and only one roll is accepted from the anons.

Also, arguably who's winning anons?

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>630101
Well shit.
Hard to tell right now.

Failure!

Your skeletons and zombies get detected while they surround the cultists, and a few gunshots ring out. Ren holds back, probably thinking that your undead could handle it. Which sadly, isn't true. Mostly because their undead have guns.

Skeletons: 9
Zombies: 27

Enemies

12 Skeletons
13 Cultists

Blood: 2

Actions.

>Try to summon more undead!
>Yell for Ren to help out. You could use some shock and fire. And frost.
>No, you'd rather try to keep the cultists ALIVE. Sneak in there, behind a cultist...
>Wait and hope that your undead can win.
>Write-In

>>630127
Sneeki breeki.

Sneeki Breeki comrade!

Roll me a 1d20+5 to SNEAK BEHIND SNEKS SNEKEKILY.

Rolled 1 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>630204

Rolled 19 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>630236
Papali papali, cyka!

Frankizka is abhorred by the idea of being slavic, apparently.

You sneak up behind one of the Yuan Ti cultists, and... Step on their tail. They yell, some mild swear words and swing something at your head, probably a pipe from the impact, giving you a heavy bruise on your check, staggering you.

"You bitch!" You yell.

Actions.

>Nobody hits a fucking vampire and gets away with it. Get out your baton and show this cultist a lesson.
>Eh... Your a little thirsty. And you just got fucking hit with a pipe. The guy has it coming.
>You won't like my husband. Ren, get over here!
>Try to disarm them!
>Write-In

>>630242
I thought we picked the stun gun. In either case...
>Stop criminal scum! You violated the law!
>Dispense sweet justice with your nonlethal tool.

>>630242
I'm fucking retarded then, sorry.

Roll me a 1d20+3 to use taser!

Rolled 14 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>630309
>I AM THE LAW!

Rolled 8 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>630309

14+3=17

Borderline Failure!

Your taser shocks the cultist a little through his robes, but you notice something.
There's rubber patches, and it seems your taser hit them. Barely.

You hear him shout "JUST AS I PLANNED!" and start laughing like it's somesort of joke. Goddamn it, these really are Tzeentchians, aren't they?

Actions

>I bet he didn't plan about you handing his ass to him thirty different ways. Fisticuffs!
>...Taser his face.
>While he's boasting, capitalize on him being distracted and bite into his neck!
>...Think your a wise guy, eh? Ren, get over here!
>...Try to rip off the rubber patches, because fuck this guy.
>Write-In

>>630340
>...Taser his face.
I hope he'll be alright.

Roll me a 1d20+3 to taser face.

Rolled 13 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>630351

Rolled 18 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>630351

18+3=22

While he's laughing you carefully aim your taser right into his face. And fire. He starts convulsing and your fairly sure some of it got in his mouth. He crumples to the floor, stunned and otherwise incapacitated. And a little stunned mentally on the fact you just tasered someone in the face.

After that, it seems your skeletons and zombies are beginning to prevail a little against the enemy undead. Your cheek however, hurts quite a bit.

Skeletons 6
Zombies 24

Enemies

6 Skeletons
11 Cultists (2 Incapacitated)

Actions.

>Maybe you should just tell Ren to handle it now.
>...You've got this. Sneak up behind another one!
>Better idea, tell Renexizious to call the police. You could use the back up. And he's not doing shit.
>Suck some blood from the incapacitated Cultist. (Specify if Lethal, Non-Lethal, or Unconscious level.)
>Summon some more undead/creatures!
>Write-In

>>630395
>Suck some blood from the incapacitated Cultist. (Specify if Lethal, Non-Lethal, or Unconscious level.)
>Summon some more undead/creatures!
Nonlethal.

You get close to the Cultist and drink some of his blood... You feel stronger, that's for sure.

Blood: 3

What creatures to summon?

>20 Zombies.
>10 Skeletons.
>60 Bats.

Also, once this is over Frankizka is ready to upgrade.

>>630417
More zombies to mob them.

You summon more zombies from the ground. At this point the cultists are completely surrounded!

Roll me a 1d20+6 to see if your undead horde beats them.

Rolled 10 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>630493

Rolled 18 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>630493

18+6=24

Good Success!

After a little bit, the cult is effectively pinned down and surrounded by your undead. Ren comes over, in his elven form.

"Aw, I sort of wish I could do something."

"Well, I handled it well. With necromancy."

"Yeah, I don't use it too much. I mean, I can just crush things, I don't really need necromancy."

"...That's a good thing, right?"

"What's a good thing?"

"The fact you don't try to summon undead armies led by you and exterminate the human race? That sort of thing?"

"...Sounds boring. Also, that's just a dick move."

"Never change, Renexizious."

"Yeah. So nice work taking care of those guys."

"Thanks. They're pussies compared to the ones back in the Old World."

"That's nice to know. Oh, hey. You have a slight bruise on your cheek, you alright?"

"Yeah. Now, what should we do to them?"

"...I'll leave it to you. But let's not just throw them back onto the streets, alright?"

"Yeah. That sounds good."

Actions.

>Actually, why don't we?
>I say we imprison them for a while.
>...Where's the teacher cultist?
>We do it Old World style. Burn them.
>Could you convert them or something?
>...I'll be back in a minute. I've got to do something. (Upgrade)
>Write-in

>>630621
>We do it Old World style. Burn them.
>Could you convert them or something?

>>630621
>Where is the teacher?
>Could you convert them or something?
Previous post was a mistake.

I'm continuing tommorow.

"So, where's the teacher? And can we convert them?"

"Any specifics?"

"That's up to you, Renexizious. I'd personally like some Sigmarites though. Just saying."

You are temporarily Renexizious again!

Oooh, decision making! I like doing that!

Actions.

>...Let's do this later.
>I think Khorne could use some more souls.
>Easy peasy. Catholicism. You'd like God to like you.
>Fenrir? Want any worshippers?
>Well... Why don't you try to convert them to Sigmar?
>...I like having a personal cult. Try to get them to worship you.
>...You should give the norse Allfather's some patrons. Convert the cultists to Norse Paganism.
>Write-In

>>630643
>Well... Why don't you try to convert them to Sigmar?

>>630643
>Well... Why don't you try to convert them to Sigmar?


Sigmarites results in a happy wife which leads to a happy life...

"Well, why don't you try to convert them to Sigmar?"

"Really? Thanks Ren."

"Yeah, no problem."

Frankizka goes up to a cultist, and apparently starts trying to convert them. You take this moment to investigate the crypt the cultist broke into... You are forced into your human sized dragon form, and descend down into it.

After a few feet downward, you hear... Talking?

"Is the portal yet complete?"

"Yes, Lord."

You hear laughing.

"Just as planned! Tzeentch's wisdom will spread to FURTHER dimensions! TO MORE CRETINS UNABLE TO PUT TWO AND TWO TOGETHER! TO WHERE ONE MAY SAFELY ROLL A PAIR OF DICE AND ALWAYS GET SIXES!"

"...That's oddly specific, lord."

"Mortals... You can't understand the rules of the dice. Whenever some brute comes to beat me up they always get the best rolls, while all I get are ones, twos, and threes! It's utterly unfair!

"...Lord, what in the bloody hell are you talking about?"

You hear a birdlike sigh.

"Just prepare the portal for imminent escape."

"You could of just said that at the beginning, lord."

"You are really lucky I don't like brains all over my feathers, otherwise I would of liquidized your head."

You slowly peek around the corner, and see a blue portal shimmering... And a rather small bird, which you recognize as a blue jay. And presumably, the teacher. With the blue jay on her shoulder.

Actions.

>Hands up, criminal scum! I have fire AND frost breath, and I'm not afraid to use it!
>...Just watch to see what they do.
>The jig is up! Fire all main weapons (AKA incinerate and freeze them)
>Head back out. You'd rather not deal with the teacher yet. For some reason.
>Step away from the portal!
>Write-In

>>631703
>The jig is up! Fire all main weapons (AKA incinerate and freeze them)

We don't need more captives.

If they survive, we then can't kill'em in which case we have bigger problems.

Going to wait fifteen more minutes.

>>631703
>>Hands up, criminal scum! I have fire AND frost breath, and I'm not afraid to use it!
If they make a break for the portal, freeze them.

>>631801
We don't need them alive. They have proven from what they've said that they are either dumb as shit or evil. Let's just burn / freeze / magic the shit out of'em and call it a day.

Carefully, you weigh what to do. You could just kill them outright, problem solved, or you could take them prisoner... Even if they make a break for the portal.
Personally, you'd rather take them prisoner and see what they'd have to say... Then maybe kill them if they displease you or you consider them to be a high risk.

You slowly sneak up behind them, low to the ground.

"DAMN IT! NOT AS PLANNED!" The blue jay squaks.

"What?"

"I just heard dice rolling! Why did I hear dice rolling?!"

"...Your crazy, you know that?"

"YOU FOOL! IF DICE HAVE BEEN ROLLED FOR NO CAUSE, IT MEANS SOMEONE ELSE CAUSED THEM TO ROLL!"

"Your fucking crazy."

"Have you ever gone to Daemon School? Actually, that's not a thing. But I can tell that someone is in here with us!"

"Boo." You say while behind them. The blue jay goes still.

"Didn't you say this was all going according to plan?"

"...It's still going according to plan. Now, I recommend you turn us around."

The teacher slowly turns around, hand in the air.

Actions.

>Freeze them!
>Set them on fire. Toasty.
>I want the bird on the ground and feathers up.
>...Why exactly is the bird talking? Is it a demon?
>Why the hell is there a portal here?
>...Let's negotiate, bird.
>...I don't know if you know this bird, but dragons tend to eat a lot of birds while flying around. Imagine if we actually put our minds to it?
>I want both of you to get on the ground. And you have the right to remain silent... Actually that's false. You don't have the right.
>Write-In

>>631826
>I want both of you to get on the ground. And you have the right to remain silent... Actually that's false. You don't have the right.
If freezing them doesn't kill them, then do that and say "Stay frosty, Tzeench."

>>631826
>Write-In
"Back away from the portal and lie down on the ground. Please restrain the bird's wings miss to stop it from flying away."

"I want both of you to lie on the ground. And back away from the portal, and restrain the bird's wings."

Roll me a 1d20+4 to see how well negotiations go.

Rolled 1 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>631838

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>>631840
Oooooooh shit.

Use Barbaric, anons?

Also, I'm just imaging Tzeentch laughing in the background.

>Yes!
>No!

>>631843
>Yes!

Roll me a 1d20

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>631855

18, Great Success!

The bird curiously looks at you, and you see it... Panic?

"It's a fucking demon of Khorne! Do what he says!"

"...Demon of Khorne?"

"Look at the mark on his belly! Get on the ground before he tries to take our skulls or something!"

Huh. Guess hanging out with Khorne DOES have some advantages.

You freeze them, just enough to stop the bird-demon from moving or anything, and for the teacher to be unable to move. You shift into your half-dragon form, and carry the two of them out, all while the portal behind you collapses.

Eventually you get to the surface, where the cultists have been surrounded by the undead, and you toss the semi-frozen teacher and bird into the circle. You find Frankizka... Dominating a cultist?

"Frankizka, what are you doing?"

"One... Moment."

"...Are you trying to convert him by domination?"

"Yes. It's hard to break through a Dark God's domination of the mind. I've been here for twenty minutes."

"He's still free-willed, right?"

"I'm letting the domination go as soon as the Dark Gods let go. It's hard..."

Actions.

>...Listen, I might of found a demon of Tzeentch. We need to take care of it, somehow.
>Oh. I'll leave you be. And give her a kiss.
>...Why don't you just dominate them completely? I'd make conversion easier.
>Just curious... Could I try to make you a female pope of Sigmar or something?
>Switch back to Frankizka!
>Come on, we should put them somewhere more secure. And so the police don't try to stop us... I mean, there was gunshots and stuff.
>Write-In

>>631886
>>...Listen, I might of found a demon of Tzeentch. We need to take care of it, somehow.
>>Vampire pope?

>>631886
>...Listen, I might of found a demon of Tzeentch. We need to take care of it, somehow.
>Write-In
"We should probably head back, perhaps taking them with us for now. The police will be on their way to find out what is going on thanks to the gun shots."

"Listen, I might of found a demon of Tzeentch. We need to take care of it, somehow."

"...Well then."

She stops dominating the cultist, and the cultist falls down, unconscious.

"You could just try to destroy it, you know."

"I know, but does that kill them or anything?"

"It's very, very hard to kill a demon. And you'd just give it a grudge against you."

"Ah."

"What exactly is this demon anyways?"

"It's a small bird. Like a blue jay."

"Oh. I was expecting something bigger... But whatever you want to do, is up to you. Just don't make deals with it."

"Ah. So uh, how would you like to be a sexy vampire pope?"

"What the hell is a pope?"

"...It's the leader of a religion."

"So basically the Grand Theologian?"

"I guess?"

She considers it.

"...I'd love that. But I can't preform such a position. I can't do anything religious."

"Oh. So no?"

"...Ren, just being near religious symbols is enough to cause discomfort. But wearing them? Oh, that will fucking burn like the warp."

"Aw."

"If you found a way to reduce my weakness however, I'd take the position up in a heartbeat." She smiles slightly, no doubt at the thought of her becoming a Grand Theologian...

Actions.

>...Well, I'm going to take care of the demon now.
>...I think you'd look good in religious garments.
>I'll find a way, I swear.
>...Sigmar told me to get rid of your curse, you know.
>Let's find a place to put the cultists. I doubt they can go on a train ride without attracting suspicion.
>...Shapeshift into dragon form. You have no time to be lost. And tell Frankizka and her undead to load the cultists and demon bird on your back.
>Write-In

>>631913
>...Shapeshift into dragon form. You have no time to be lost. And tell Frankizka and her undead to load the cultists and demon bird on your back.
>I'll find a way.

"I'll find a way, Franza."

"Franza?"

"...It's easier to say. Now, get on my back and tell the undead to load the cultists and demon bird on my back.

"Right, don't worry..."

You shapeshift into a moderatly large dragon form, and after they load you up and everyone gets on your back, you fly back home.

Frankizka has upgraded!

Choose a upgrade for her.

>Blood Magic: Frankizka can now do Magic with blood and Energy. Typically drinking better blood results in better Blood Magic.
>Upgrade Necromancy!
>Upgrade Domination
>Upgrade Shapeshifting!

All of these upgrades open up a selection of what to choose from. Basically a menu.

>>631933
>>Upgrade Shapeshifting!

Shapeshifting it is.

Choose an upgrade!

>Combat Form: Frankizka can shift into a sort of combat form, (what exactly it looks like is up to anons.) which costs one blood or energy per turn to use. Frankizka cannot use magic or necromancy in this form, but nearly every statistic besides Intelligence and Charisma is increased. She also gets a little taller and heavier when in this form (From about 6'1' feet to 7'6' feet.) This can be upgraded. (And yes, she can still sneak around.)
>Mist Form: Frankizka can spend two blood or three energy per turn to go invisible. She cannot do anything in this form, but is nearly impossible to see.
>Vampiric Bat Form: Frankizka's bat form can now drain a little blood. (Enough for one blood), and will stun enemies.
>Go back, you don't like any of this.

>>631951
>Go back, you don't like any of this.


They don't seem too useful...

>>631951
>Go back, you don't like any of this.
How much blood does Frankizka get from feeding on Ren?
>Blood magic.

I usually assume three.

You head back, and look into Blood Magic.

There's four spells she can get.

>Blood Bolt: A low damage bolt of blood. It costs 0.5 Blood to fire. It fires two bolts which are highly accurate.
>Internal Combustion: You use up all blood you currently have to make an enemy burst into flames. Some enemies requires you to have more blood to use.
>Blood Transfusion: Frankizka can heal a ally or herself using Blood. This costs 2 Blood to use, and restores 1/6th of a target's health.
>Adrenaline Rush: For the cost of 3 Blood, Frankizka can take an action without opponents reacting. In addition, all attacks are virtually guaranteed to hit and deal heavy damage.
>Go back, none of these are useful!

>>631984
>Blood Transfusion: Frankizka can heal a ally or herself using Blood. This costs 2 Blood to use, and restores 1/6th of a target's health.

Blood Transfusion it is.

Also, just saying this really only works on humans or things of a similar height.

You fly back home, and land. Frankizka gives you a kiss and you shrink down, while her undead escort them to the dungeons.

You decide to relax a little, when you see your head servant come up to you.

"Sir?"

You groan slightly... You'd really just like to relax.

"What is it?"

"There's a problem. The nearby Dwarven Mountain home is calling you."

Actions

>I'll deal with it in a minute...
>I'll go get it.
>I have prisoners to interrogate. Put the call on hold.
>Write In

Bump.

>>632056
>>I'll go get it.

>>632056
>I'll go get it.

"I'll go get the phone then."

You begrudgingly head down to your lair, bypassing plenty of servants and slaves. Eventually you pick up the phone.

"Oi, this is that scalie dragon, aye?"

"...It's Renexizious. Who's this?"

"I'm King Galmar Ironsinged of the Northern Mountains."

"...King?"

"Aye."

"...I'll deal with that later. Now, what do you want?"

"While expanding underground, we came across some scalie bastards who ordered one of our expeditions to head back. They called themselves "Kobolds." or some shit. Said we were trespassing in their caverns."

"And why is this an issue?"

"Because it's rightful dwarven caverns!"

"...Right. Well, anything else?"

"Aye. A few Drow want refugee in the overland. They're all male, and seem to be rather young. About thirty of them."

Actions.

>...Right. Well, send the Drow up, I suppose. I'm alright with refugees.
>I'd like to formally request that your "king" title be dissolved. I'm your Emperor...
>I'd like you to enslave the drow and bring them to me, please.
>...Right, well why don't you just execute them? I'd rather not have Drow refugees.
>...Hold them there. Let's talk about the kobolds...
>Write-In

>>632239
>...Right. Well, send the Drow up, I suppose. I'm alright with refugees.
>Now, back to the kobolds...

"Right, send up the Drow. And no testing traps on them at all."

"...Can we test our Elf Throwe-"

"No. Just send them up. And now, back to the kobolds..."

"...Aye. They've claimed Germany's underground. We have a few Dwarven settlements there, while we have no idea what the Kobold bastards have."

Actions

>...I'd recommend you turn your focus elsewhere, then.
>If you want, I could try to conquer them.
>Is there a specific reason why your settling in Germany?
>...How well armed were the Kobolds?
>I suppose I can talk to their leader.
>...Flames, Fenrir. What do we do?
>...I'll be going down to the Mountainhome shortly to see what the situation is.
>Is there anything else underground? Like other races?
>Write-In

>>632294
>I suppose I can talk to their leader.
>...Flames, Fenrir. What do we do?
>...I'll be going down to the Mountainhome shortly to see what the situation is.

"I will talk to their leader. And I will be going down to the Mountainhome shortly to see what the situation is."

"Aye. I'll get ready."

You hang up the phone.

Alright, Flames, Fenrir, what do we do?

Kobolds? Well, Kobolds are indirectly draconic. I'd like to integrate them.

...I'm personally hungry. But besides that, maybe we could force them to join?

Maybe we should ask mom how to do this? She has kobold workers. And I think she treats them fairly enough.

Actions.

>...I suppose asking mom wouldn't hurt.
>I think we should press for them joining our nation. Having more underground races could prove useful.
>...Well, I'd like to ambush their leaders, eat them, and forcibly conquer their empire.
>...Flames, is there any estimates on how large the Kobold Empire is?
>...I think we should bring Chrysoula or Kryos along. They might know something about Kobolds. And minotaurs can't get lost.
>Write-In

>>632309
>I think we should press for them joining our nation. Having more underground races could prove useful.
>Ask Flames if he'd like to bring his wife along. If he doesn't, ask Kryos if he has time for a diplomatic meeting with the kobolds.

Well, I think we should press for them joining our nation. Having more underground races could prove useful... But Flames, would you like to bring your wife along? If you don't, that's fine.

Sure! I'd love that!

Right... Well, I'll go get her then.

What exactly for, though?

A diplomatic meeting with the kobolds.

...Well... Alright. But just don't let her come to harm, alright?

There's not going to be any fighting.

Oh.

You find Chrysoula, which takes a while, until you find her... Lifting weights in what seems to be a old section of the palace. A very old room. Cobwebs, that sort of thing. Hell, the doors were apparently locked. (Until it seems like the lock was broken... By someone.) You see her in the center of the room, lifting weights, and the smell of sweat overwhelms you.

"Hey... Renexizious." She presses a pretty heavy weight upward.

"Is now a good time?"

She puts the weights on the floor and gets up.

"I'm always open for talking."

"Why exactly are you lifting weights?"

"Spartan tradition. The only other exercise I really get is blacksmithing, and most of it's guessing since I can't really understand the teacher."

"Ah."

"I've been out of shape for a while. But I figured no one would mind if I used this old section of the palace."

"Huh. I'm wondering, do you want to go with me to the underworld?"

"...I'd rather not piss off Hades, thank you very much."

"I meant underground."

"For what?"

"I need you to advise me regarding the Kobolds."

"...I think I have a few books I've read about them. I'll take them with me then."

"Right, so I'm ready to go when you are."

"Right, just let me finish my weights and get dressed then. I don't think wearing athletic clothes will help out much underground."

"Ah."

"Anyways, tell Flames I said hi and that I love him."

"Got it."

She gets back on the floor, and begins going back to weights... You take this time to relax a little by heading down to the bar, and by the time you come back, you find Chrysoula dressed in armour and regular clothes. A strange mix, for both comfort and protection.

"Right. I'm ready to go."

"You aren't tired at all?"

"The weights are pretty shitty down there, honestly. I think I broke a pair by crushing it too hard."

"...Ah."

"Anyways, you ready?"

Actions.

>Yeah. I've been waiting for you.
>Hang on, let me get someone else...
>I'm glad your coming with us. Also so Flames is happy.
>...Would you mind if I brought Lorriana along, Flames?
>Flames, how come you get the wife that exercises and is militaristic?
>Write-in

Bump.

>>632424
>I'm glad your coming with us. Also so Flames is happy.

"Well, I'm glad your coming with us. Also, so Flames is happy."

"Got it. So how are we getting there?"

"...How else? Flying."

"...Right..."

You shapeshift and begin flying towards the nearest Dwarven Mountainhome... Flames talks with Chrysoula while you fly there, and eventually you get a good mile or four away from the mountainhome. Which is on a mountain. But since you'd rather not cause an avalanche or something, you shift down besides a road. Chrysoula slides off, and the two of you begin walking towards the mountainhome.

"...So, why aren't there any cars out here?"

"There's indoor parking."

"Then why don't we go down that way instead climbing up a mountain?"

"...That's a good point. Let's take the indoor parking then."

"Where is it?"

"Off to the side, didn't you see it?"

"We were miles up in the air, and I was firmly in the center. I'd rather not fall off."

"Well, I'd catch you."

The two of you begin to enter the indoor parking in the mountain, which seems to be rather small. Then again, these are dwarves. Hell, you'd be a rich dragon if you looted this place, as there's statues of gold and silver just throughout the parking space.

"...Hey, Renexizious? There's apparently stairs going down. And a elevator."

"How big is the elevator?"

"It's huge. Like at least twenty feet across huge."

You eventually find this elevator, and see that... Well, it's huge, and apparently is waiting for you. There's a sign to the side that says "PLEASE TAKE ELEVATOR IF YOU ARE IN A GROUP OF 40 PEOPLE OR MORE. PLEASE FALL DOWN THE STAIRS IF YOU ARE A ELF. ODIN THANKS YOU." In dwarven runes. Besides that, the elevator is surrounded by huge statues, and in addition is decorated with countless runes, engravings, and is made of stone. Cool.

"...So, are we taking it or not?"

Actions.

>I don't think they'd mind if we took the elevator.
>...Let's have an excuse at the least. Shapeshift into a bigger and heavier form.
>Let's take the stairs. How far down would they go?
>...I'll just burrow down and create a sort of slide for you.
>...Hang on, let me shift into my dwarven form...
>Just saying, if I was any other dragon I'd loot the shit out of this place.
>Write-In

>>632952
>...Let's have an excuse at the least. Shapeshift into a bigger and heavier form.

>>633016
What form exactly, anon?

>>633030
Dragon, small enough to not break the elevator. There should be a listed weight capacity.

You shift into your dragon form, careful enough not to go over the weight limit. Chrysoula opens the elevator door, and you stomp in, and lay down in the center so you don't take up the whole elevator. Eventually Chrsyoula climbs in, and after digging a little through one of your legs, starts sending the elevator down.

You must admit, the Dwarven elevator is quite comfortable. And unlike the average human elevator, the traditional track here seems to be chanting and drums beating. Quite thriling, even if it makes conversation a little hard.

"So how far down does this go?"

"I have no idea."

"That's nice..."

A sudden voice blazes from the loudspeakers. Or whatever the dwarves use.

"Greetings, honorable surface dwellers, disgusting raiders, or unlucky elves who have been corralled into the elevator!"

"Hello?"

"It's a recording."

"Oh."

"As you might know, you are either descending to certain doom and death, or Galianthalls! In a few short minutes, you will encounter local Dwarven authorities. If you are armed, dangerous, or otherwise unpleasant, we are not responsible for any and all injuries, dismemberments, deaths, atomic dinsintergration from drawbridges, being strangled alive by housecats, or being drowned in blood or lava."

"I think he's talking to you, Ren."

Actions.

>...What, about me being huge, handsome, and a dragon? That's just a part of the job.
>I should probably shift into a smaller size to avoid us getting attacked. (Specify what form)
>Do you think they like fellow dwarves?
>...Speak for yourself. Your dressed in armor, bearing weapons, and are a minotaur.
>Thank you for your concern, but we'll be fine.
>Write-In