shit,i fucked it up, it wasn't meant to all bold to the end.

my twitter: https://twitter.com/FalloutQM

>>88345
>Male

>>88415
hello anon.

We will start in five minutes

>>88345
>Male

>>88444
cool

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

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

Choose a class

>knight
>bandit
>Pyromancer
>Wanderer
>Cleric
>Sorcerer
>Deprived
>Thief
>Hunter
>Dark Pilgrim

>>88345
>>Male

>>88501
>Pyromacer

THE FLAAAAMMMMEESSSS

>>88503
>>88462
>>88415
>>88501

>>88501
>>Deprived
back to hard mode we go

>>88501
>Deprived

An ash riddled club was by its side. You grabbed said weapon, it was crude and battered but it would serve you well; brute force solved a lot of problems in the past. You almost failed to notice a crackled plank shield strapped on its back, by the looks of it, it was liable to break at any moment but it was better than an empty hand.

You found a pile of Emberless Ash next to you, should you die. You will be reborn at this spot.... without your belongings of course.


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


___________ Ashen End ____________

Seas of endless ash surrounded you, there was no sun to govern these forsaken lands; only the occasional gust and the distant cries of young and old hollows praying to be granted an eternal rest.

>Head E/W/N/S
>Something else?

>>88625
>Head East

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>>88625

Rolled 4 (1d4)

>>88625
>Head E/W/N/S
Dunno, so I'll just roll for it
1 = North
2 = East
3 = South
4 = West

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>88654
>>88641

>>88625
>west

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>>88654
>>88641
As you headed west, you found a trio of hollows pinned to the ground via a menacing great arrow. You gained:

x3 souls of a lost undead (100 each)


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

"Turn back! Bringer of warmth, bringer of sorrow! you reign is over. the lords, the knights...eve..." he paused inspecting you with his stern eyes.


"M...my son, i-is that you?"


>Say yes
>Say no
>Ignore him, head N/S/E/W
>Something else?

>>88843
>"I don't know."

>>88884
"come now, my son. It is you...It is really you! Someone will bring your sister's soul back to our home. So all of us would be reunited once again...." tears of joy trailed from his eyes as he was approaching you. He dropped his greatbow on the ground. He was coming to hug you.

>Hug him back
>Attack him with your club
>Ignore him, head E/W/S/N
>Something else?

>>89000
Keep your distance and ask what happened to "our family".

>>89000
>shake his hand

>>89044
>>89086
You shook hands with him. The old man was disappointed but he respected your choice. Upon closer inspection, the old man wore tattered leather attire with terrible bleaches and silver stains. His skin was ashen like as his unkempt beard. Three great arrows were strapped on his back. He possessed great strength to carry and dispatch them despite his frail body.

"A woman was born from the ashes, she...she murdered everyone i hold dear. I killed her over and over again...until..." he started to weep.

"It doesn't matter now, once we are all united. I will earn my rest. Come now, my son. Your family awaits you!"

>Follow the old man
>Attack him
>Ignore him head E/W/N/S
>Something else?

>>89196
>Follow the old man

>>89196
>>Attack him

>>89196
Follow but still ask this
>>89044

>>89196
>Follow the old man
also say you're for your cold greeting, that you were unconscious for a while from a bandit attack

>>89236
He knows we've been dead, pretty sure we don't need to try to cover it up.

Let's ask him for a weapon to make sure he can be trusted.

>>89304
Oh, well then just follow.

>>89215
>>89219
>>89232
>>89236
You followed the old man. You entered the abandoned village. It was hardly a village; more of a burnt ruins. In the center a handful of charred corpses from various ages dominated the scene. Each corpse held its respective Soul. It was indeed a feast for those who hungers for more souls.


"Now, Let us rest my son. The Man from the Black Marshes shall bring your sister's soul soon." the old man rested on a wooden chair with lots of great arrows littered around him. Eventually, the old man succumbed to a deep sleep.


He was defenseless .

>Wait
>Leave the abandoned village, head N/S/E/W
>Grab the souls, head N/S/E/W
>Kill the old man. grab the souls, greatbow, greatarrows, head N/S/E/W
>Something else?

>>89328
>Wait
he may be a crazy idiot, but he looks like a strong one

>>89328
>Man from the Black Marches
>Possible a pyromancer
I say we quickly find something fire-resistant in case things turn unfriendly.

>>89328
Yeah he trusts us, so it's safe to assume that we can trust him, so let's stop having any thoughts of hurting him.

Grab the souls (pretty sure he won't mind) and wait for the guy with the sis' soul.

Rolled 2 (1d3)

>>89352
>>89374
>>89431

>>89451
Good job, op. You're really doing well this time! I'm glad you read and followed up on my advice.

Also, sorry for not getting back to you on twitter when you asked about doing a redux of this quest, but it's been a couple years since I last logged on, and I'll be damned if I can remember my twitter account right now.

>>89352
>>89374
>>89431
You rummaged through the rubble. You didn't find anything useful against fire. However, you did find an old Bottomless Box

>Bottomless Box
This old box has no depth, Use it to safekeep your belongings even after death

From the top of the hill, You found yourself over-viewing a fight to the death.

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

A woman, in a blue gentle robe. she hid her face under her hood. She had a measly dagger and a white staff made of wood. Both were fighting over a small chest next to them. This commotion attracted a large stray dog who was waiting to gnaw the wounded victor.

>Do nothing
>side with the pyromancer
>side with sorcerer
>Speak with the victor
>Finish off the victor
>Attack the stray dog
>Grab the chest, run
>Something else?

>>89519
thank you anon

>>89560
>Attack the stray dog
i guess that'll make us look good

>>89560
As a wise man once said
>"There will be no fight once there's no apple."
So bash the chest in and hope it's not a mimic.

>>89560
Wake your dad to fire a warning shot (preferably at the scavenger), when you have their attention tell them to drop their weapons and drop on their knees with their hands put behind their heads and ask them to kindly piss off.
Take their shit.

Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>89592
>>89609
>>89638

>>89609
It'll probably get the both of them pissed off at us though

Then, there will be another fight because we become the new apple

>>89592
>>89609
>>89638

You descended down the hill as quickly as possible. This drew the attention of the stray dog. It barked as a response to this new threat.

The pyromancer lost his attention for a mere second after the bark. It was his last mistake....

The Sorcerer cleaved his head in one clean swipe of her flash greatsword... a dangerous spell indeed. She lied down on the ground watching you and the stray dog.

[xx-xx]= parameters of success after a d20 roll.


>Raise your shield, fend yourself, wait for an opening [13-20]
>Bash the dog with your plank shield, crush its head afterwards [15-20]
>Dodge its first attack, crush it afterwards [17-20]
>Charge blindly at the dog with your club [17-20]
>Something else?

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>89756

>Bash the dog with your plank shield, crush its head afterwards [15-20]

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>89756
>Bash the dog with your plank shield, crush its head afterwards [15-20]

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>89756
>Raise your shield, fend yourself, wait for an opening [13-20]

>>89756
Tell him to sit and see if that works.

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>>89781
>>89784
>>89799
Shit.

>>89781
>>89784
>>89799
You bashed the dog but the beast soon overwhelmed you. Just it was about to strike, A greatarrow pinned the beast into the ground. It whimpered in pain for a second for two before its end.

+100 Soul

"Dare you not harm my son! my ONLY son!" the old man yelled.

The Sorcerer's eyes widened after grabbing the chest , "So he is alive...."

"Kind traveler, This man deserves peace.... he deserves death. Please aid me and i shall reward you..." her voice crackled in sorrow.

>Attack the Sorcerer
>Attack the Old man
>Ignore them , head W/E/S/N
>Do not intervene
>Something else ?

>>89948
Ask what's going on to the Sorcerer.

>>89948
Ask what's going on to the Sorcerer.

>>89948
Try to remain civil, but tell her you're not gonna hesitate to defend your pops. Ask her to explain herself.

>>89948
Ask what's going on to the Sorcerer.

>>89993
>>90021
>>90047
"He have suffered long enough. He fails to realize that i was him who murdered his whole family....my whole family."

The woman conjured three soul masses around her. "If you are not going to aid me, then please, step out of my way "

>Attack the Sorcerer
>Attack the Old man
>Ignore them , head W/E/S/N
>Do not intervene
>Something else ?

>>90139
>Attack the Old man

>>90139
Ask the Sorcerer why you got to kill him

Also what do you mean by him, isn't the sorcerer a girl

>>90139
Ask her to give you time so you meet The Man from the Black Marshes, who would apparently bring the old man's daughter's soul back.

>>90192
>that it was

sorry for the typo

>>90139
Woah, them's some fighting words. We get ready to charge her, but she gets her head blown up by a great arrow when "Dad" realises that we're in possible danger. If her story was true, "Dad" finished the job. Take loot, lie to pops that you need some privacy after all that excitement and go north.

Rolled 3 (1d4)

>>90177
>>90192
>>90198
>>90213

>>90211
That makes much more sense.
Also I want to help this old man, not kill him.

>>90198
"This is my sister's soul. I will not part it. Not any more." She clutched to the chest.


A tear trailed from her eye "Father, I am coming for you.... "


The Old man kept uttering an amalgamation of incoherent words before firing another greatarrow at her. She was agile enough to dodge her father's attacks. She was mere feet from her father.


>Attack the Sorcerer
>Attack the Old man
>loot the dead pyromancer, Ignore them , head W/E/S/N
>Do not intervene
>Something else ?

>>90319

Let's try to get the bow away from the father. After doing so let's clam her down.

>>90319
Also try to reason with the father, telling him that's her daughter.

>>90319
>try to keep the two from killing eachother, see if you can make them talk

at least it'll give the old man a chance to atone or something

>>90319
Ask for the sorcerer's dagger so you can safely approach the old man and lull him to sleep while the sorcerer is far away, "for her safety". Then cover the dagger and the old man, while he's asleep, with the dead pyromancer's blood. We really need him alive to see who this Man is.

>>90393
+1

>>90360
>>90350
What if she's just being delusional? Also daddy would slap your shit for disrespectin' her like that.
>>90319
Mock her for being such a cringey whiney bitch and tell her to get over it and stop harassing old people, to distract her. Call her out on being a sorcerer too while you're at it.

>>90393
Just do this +1

>>90407
him*

>>90393
>>90350
>>90360
>>90395
>>90400
>>90407
>>90410
>>90416
You attempt to put some sense in them was a failure as the woman closed the distance in mere moments. Tears ran wildly over her cheeks when she stabbed her father to the chest.

"A-Araile?" dropping his greatbow, the old man muttered in his last breath. He proceed to hug his daughter.

"Forgive me...." Together, they collapsed on the ground. Araile didn't gave you any sort of attention.

>Attack Araile, Loot everything afterwards
>Say something to Araile
>Loot everything, head N/S/E/W
>Leave, Head N/S/E/W
>Something else?

>>90486
>Say something to Araile
"So, apparently we're brother and sister..."

>>90518
This, but also kind of say sorry for your lose.
Also ask want to work together, or what are you going to do after this?

>>90518
No. She would have recognised us.
>>90486
Just wait and see what happens, but loot the pyromancer's stuff already.

>>90486
So let's search for the Man ourselves, let's give her some space. Also loot dead pyromancer.

>>90518
>>90538
"No we are not." The woman corrected you "My brothers are dead long ago"


Silence lingered in the air for a minute, "I will rest here for a moment. This forsaken place has no shelter. Do you know somewhere safe around here?"

You shook your head "Shame, I will stay here then...perhaps, I will try my luck in Ioa's sea but not today." . She noticed you eyeing the souls littered around "Feel free to strengthen your soul. I care only for my father and my sister...."

After looting everything but the father's corpse and weapons, You got:

x20 Soul of a lost undead (100 each)

Savage's garb

>Savage's garb

A garb worn by the savages of black marshes. provides little resistance but its light weight might prove useful in crossing tar riddled areas

x3 Neegel Firebomb

>Neegel's firebomb

A putrid and obnoxious version of black firebomb crafted by Negeel, a savage pyromancer of the Black Marshes

Extremely potent against those with flesh. Contains poison as well. Inhalation after throwing is not advisable

Savage hand axe

>Savage hand axe

A crude hand axe crafted by the savages of the black marshes, can be thrown at unsuspecting foes

A painful dream

>A painful dream

A dream tangled with the corpse of Negeel, the pyromancer. An old crone was the only thing interpreted in this dream.
>Attack Araile
>Say something to Araile
>Leave, Head N/S/E/W
>Something else?

>>90692
Ask Araile who was Negeel and what's a dream exactly.

>>90692
>Say something to Araile
>>90722
This
Also ask how she feels about teaming up

>>90692
>Who's Negeel?

>>90692
this: >>90731
well, we don't know if she knew him, but...

>>90731
>>90747
>>90730
>>90722
she doesn't know

>>90777
well then, just tell her that we'll come back here and let her know if we find somewhere safe and leave north

>>90777
Nice trips
Also let's put on the garb and go more North
Bid her a farewall, that you're happy to see us work together in the future. Also come back if we find somewhere safe.

>>90777
Well then, let's say goodbye and search for the Man from the Black Marsh, also equip the pyromancer's garb and axe.

>>90795
>>90809
After wearing the garb,You left the ruined village eager to explore what lied in the north.

Nothing.

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

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

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

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

>Yes
>No


>>90849
Neegel IS the Man from the Black Marsh

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>>90855

>>90855
>No

>>90855
Leave the roastie, without answering her question and go west. We need to find the firekeeper to level up our DEX so we can use katanas later.

>>90855
It's beautiful, I'm not a dark pligrim

Also snow did we tell Araile we'll come back if we find someplace safe?

>>90855
Oh my bad, it's a good thing he died then.
>Xanatos is yellow, yellow = scholar in souls
>Yellow hats = scholar of dusk's home
"Yes, we seek knowledge."

Rolled 2 (1d4)

>>90869
>>90876
>>90880
>>90885

>>90880
we can always come back to her afterwards

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>>90869
>>90876
>>90880
>>90885
You ignored the Dark Pilgrim which earned you a scold "Arrogant fool... No matter, you will plea to the abyss sooner or later. I am Shard Livenne, a true follower of the abyss. I do intend to stay here until i finish my pilgrimage. Should you kneel to the abyss, you will find a powerful ally by your side."

As you headed to the west, you found a walled off area. The wall was made from men and limestone, it stood defiant against time. Black tar was sipping from these walls.

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

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

>>90958
Let's not approach him, let's talk with him. Like what is he doing

>>90958
>Hail the cleric from where you are

>>90958
Sit crisscross beside him and wait for him to finish his prayer, also protect him in case anyone comes to attack.

>>91037
This.

>>90983
>>91037
>>91006


You approached the man, he was still recovering from his loss. Upon seeing you, the cleric drew his mace. A powerful force knocked you feet away from the cleric.

"DAMN SAVAGE!! DAMN YOU YOU BACKSTABBING FILTH!!" He was about to hurl a lightning spear at your face.

>Run away [5-20]
>Shield yourself with your plank [15-20]
>Roll away , charge with your Club [17-20]
>Throw your savage axe right at his face [17-20]
>Try to talk some sense in him [19-20]
>Something else?

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>91120
>Try to talk some sense in him [19-20]

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>91120
Run away, hide around a corner in case he gives chase.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>91120
>Try to talk some sense in him [19-20]
"i just looted this armor from one of them, it was wearing that or showing my junk to the world"

>>91144
Jesus that was close.

>>91133
>>91144
>>91146
>>91157
You were no match for a rabid cleric, and so You ran away from him. You hid yourself behind a small boulder .

[The cleric was persistent " BY THE GODS, I SHALL SMITE YOU TO NAUGHT!!!"

The cleric summoned a large bolt which splintered in smaller ones, you had to dodge away from your hideout. The miracle covered a great area. You were lucky not to get hit by a any of the bolts.

The cleric panted after said miracle, he was spent after casting it.

>Run away [4-20]
> charge with your Club [16-20]
>Throw your savage axe right at his face [16-20]
>Throw a firebomb square in his face [15-20]
>Try to talk some sense in him [18-20]
>Something else?

>>91232
>The cleric

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>91232
>Run away [4-20]

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>91232
>Try to talk some sense in him [18-20]

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>91232
Keep running and hiding, he'll eventually run out of mana/charges/whateverwe'reusing.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>91232
>Run away [4-20]

>>91252
>>91258
>>91288
Unlike him, your attire was light, You simply outran him. He couldn't catch up with you. At some point, he must have given up. He was already wounded when he was fighting you.

You still had a lot to explore.

>Head E/W/S/N
>Something else

>>91326
South of the village
Let the cleric cool off his friend must have died recently

>>91326
>Head South

>>91326
We already explored a bit of north and east, might as well explore south.

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

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

A couple of trinkets and other valuables were next to its belly.

>Attack the chained hollows [2-20]
>Attack the Watchdog [18-20 ]
>sneak by to the ruins [16-20]
>sneak by, try to grab the valuables near its belly [18-20]
>Sneak by, then attack the watchdog [17-20]
>head N/S/E/W
>Something else?

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>>91341
>>91353
>>91373

>>91391

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>91391
Throw Neegel's Firebombs at the dog's face behind cover so he won't see you.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>91409
This

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>91391
>sneak by, try to grab the valuables near its belly [18-20]

>>91409
>>91416
>>91418
You threw a fire bomb at the Watchdog, It didn't do much; perhaps a superficial burn at best. The watchdog howled in pure rage. The chained hollows pointed at your direction. The cloud of poison didn't seem to affect the large beast.

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


>Attack the chained hollows [2-20]
>Attack the Watchdog [18-20 ]
>sneak by to the ruins [16-20]
>sneak by, try to grab the valuables near its belly [18-20]
>Sneak by, then attack the watchdog [17-20]
>head N/S/E/W
>Something else?

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>91458
>sneak by to the ruins [16-20]

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>91458
>>sneak by to the ruins [16-20]

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>91458
attack chained hollows for ratting you out

>>91506
>>91513
Again, the chained hollows alerted the Watchdog of your presence. It rose from its slumber, it gaping maw was as wide as it gets.

You backed away, fearing for your life. The lumbering beast was put to sleep by the Strange Whistle


And that concludes our thread. Thank you for your participation. When would you like me to continue ? don't forget to follow me on twitter for updates.



I am also thinking of not abandoning the original quest but we will see.

>>91586
Thank you for running.

>>91586
>its gaping maw

>>91586
thanks for running

>>91586
Thanks for running, you can run this tomorrow since it's late right now.

One last thing, if you are new to this souls quest. I suggest you not to read my original one so you won't spoil yourself. there were a lot of different outcomes in this thread compared the original one.

>>91618
Also Soul did you stop doing the fallout quest since noone shown up?

>>91661
That and it is a matter of intrest.

fallout 4 has butchered any future intrest i had in the series.

>>91671
Hope after you finish the dark soul quest you keep up the good work.
Well see you later, I'm going to bed

>>89196
I know this is last minute, and that I probably should have remembered this, but is the "woman born from ashes" a little reference to the original character in the other soul threads or is it something else?

It's was I, Inky all along. I just didn't use my trip.

>>91618
Why did you decide to make a new parallel quest?

Alright we are back.

>>91733
may be.

>>92906
the first one was rushed out, had plenty of errors. For now, I will stick with this one.

>>97333
Welcome back.

>>97350
hello anon

give me a couple of minutes to prepare

>>97333
i-is it proper /qst/ etiquette to join even though i wasn't playing yesterday? i promise not to spout autistic memes

>>97377
of course anon, you have't missed much. just have some fun here.

You stood on a top of a hill watching the slumbering beast. A lone figure was approaching you. He was a slim man who obscured his face under a silver mask with lots of engravings. He wore a silver robe of the same fashion and a black gauntlet with sharp talons for fingers. There was this strange aura around him....

"What do you have here?" his voice was somewhat sinister "Heavens, you will out breed us by this rate, children of Ash "

He saw the hostility in your eyes "There is no need to fret. I am Silverarm Regras. I noticed your slight predicament. Perhaps, you might need some assistance..."


Silverarm grinned as he was handling you a red eye orb "Do take it, child of Ash. Be it undead, hollow, unkindled....everyone lusts for souls. what better way to harvest these souls than to rip it out of your brethren?"
>Take the red eyed orb, crush it before his eyes
>Take it
>Refuse taking it
>Attack him
>Ignore him, leave
>Something else?

>>97537
Who are we to deny a polite request, accept and show him proper respect.

>>97377
>>97350


oh and for new comers, expect slow updates since i will lean myself over quality rather than quantity

>>97563
gift* i mean

>>97574
No problem

>>97563
"But of course, you are a man of reason...unlike others. Here a little something for your troubles...."

Silverarm soon left you, he dispatched every single one of these chained hollows with his Talons without waking the watchdog. Regras bowed to you from afar before using his red eye orb to invade another world.


You now have the option to invade whenever you want, Just type -Invade- and it shall be done. No souls or equipment shall be lost upon defeat in other worlds.

>Attack the Watchdog [18-20 ]
>sneak by to the ruins [15-20]
>sneak by, try to grab the valuables near its belly [17-20]
>Sneak by, then attack the watchdog [16-20]
>head N/S/E/W
>Something else?

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>97679
>sneak by, try to grab the valuables near its belly

am i doing this correctly?

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>97679
Seeing how the hollows are dead now...
>sneak by to the ruins [15-20]

you carefully made your way to the ruins where a towering figure stood alone in the middle of the courtyard. A giant of a man, Like his Watchdog, he was chained to the ruins itself. its arm were cut off and his legs were badly injured, A bloodied whistle was sewn to his lips. his voice was getting sore from endless whistles, it was more of a croaked wheeze by now. He was guarding the only entrance to the ruins.

>Fight Yhar, the handler
>leave.

>>97726
this is correct, yes.

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>>97875

>>97875
he protected us from the dog earlier, so for all we know he could be an ally somehow? i say leave for now

>>97930
Yeah I have to agree, he can calm the dog so let's just leave and explore west.

>>97944
or maybe if we killed him we could take the whistle? either way though, i say we leave, and like you said, head west

You kept heading west, You found a large fleshy snake coiling itself around some sort of an entrance . Corpses littered the scene.

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

A woman with flaxen red hair and a creamy skin sat on a small rock over viewing this monstrosity. She wore a pesudo-chain mail around brimmed with coins of various shapes, sizes and origins. She had an eastern spear with a red fuzzy fluff ball near the tip, she had a smaller version of a katana near her hips. You weren't aware of its true nomenclature of course.

"Soh Mikay!" you interpreted this as some form of greetings. She raised a small cup to the air when you arrived. She seemed to be a bit drunk; she had a butterfly blush over her face.

"Good to see a fellow man in these lands! I am Lishro. What a lovely day to be alive! come, let us drink... to drown our sorrows with merry and joy!"

>Accept
>Refuse

>>98157
>>97987
>>97944

>>98157
accept, perhaps she knows of this snake, and of yhar

>>98157
Let's put away our weapons into the bottomless box and have a drink.
by chance do we have gestures?

>>98238
can we access the bottomless box without being at a bonfire?

are there bonfires?

>>98220
>>98238
You sat down with the eastern warrior. The drink was cold at first but it soon warmed you from inside. Lishro laughed when she saw you sweating heavily.

"I am looking for someone, friend. Honorable Giznru....my...friend. He departed our home long ago to seek fame and fortunate. He wore a brilliant armour made from red scales. I am certain that he is still lurking in these lands. Have you seen such a man?"

>Yes
>No

>>98319
yes we can access our box

the fire faded. the emberless ash is what used to be the bonfire.
>>98238
i don't think so. We can speak to friends and foes.

>>98327
>no

>>98327
>No

>>98369
>>98393
"I expected much...The snake up ahead is too much for us to handle, nevertheless, this land is ripe with beasts to slaughter. Perhaps, One day, we shall slay it together..." The eastern warrior laughed gulping another cup.

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

>>98473
Ask her if she knows anything about the area around here and if she can help with the dog.

>>98532
this

>>98532
>>98573
Lishro took some time to form a reply "they call this place the Ashen End. It might be due to the Abyss surrounding the land...you have seen it, haven't you?"

When you told her about the watchdog, she was perturbed "Dogs are gentle , royal creatures. It pains me to end one's life....Lead the way..."

The two of you went back to the slumbering watch dog. You planned your next move ....

>Throw your fire bomb at it [14-20]
>Charge with you axe/club [17-20]
>throw your axe at the watchdog [13-20]
>Let Lishro handle the watchdog
>Something else?

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>98676
It's still asleep so double sneak attack.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>98676
i say throw the firebomb, to see if yahr will whistle it back to sleep again

>>98699
>>98749
With your Axe, you stuck its hind legs, while Lishro punctured its lungs with her spear. The beast roared in defiance knocking both of you on the ground.

This time, the whistle had no effect. The watchdog was too hotheaded to oblige to the soothing whistle, it opened its gaping maw, ready to gnaw you both.


I got some unexpected visit, I will have to go now.Sorry for that anons.

>>98839
alright, take care

>>98839
no worries, thanks for running anon

>>98839
I'm back
Take care

well, i am back but i doubt anyone is awake at the moment

>>100952
Yeah, we better wait til much late, I shouldn't even be up when I have a IB PSY test coming up in a few hours.

>>100964
yeah,either go to sleep/ study for your test anon.

>>100971
I'm back, and ready.

>>100971
Back and I got a feeling I at least made a 3.

>>102372
>>103720
alright, we are back.

>>104021
Alright, welcome back Soul.

>>104021
oh nevermind, wrong tag

Lishro was quick on her feet; her shinning armour was dazzling and confusing to the lumbering beast. She would switch between her blades and spear as needed in the fight.

One wrong move was made, Lishro found herself were inches away from a myriad of sharp teeth pinned by its mighty paws. The watchdog dog paid little attention to you, Perhaps it was time to show the watchdog its grave mistake....

>Throw your savage axe at one of its eyes [15-20]
>Leave Lishro to her fate, run
>Throw a firebomb to distract it [5-20]
>Strike its hind leg with your club [15-20]
>Something else?

>>104087
it is me anon, my IP changes whenever i continue for some reason

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>104101
Oh, hello then.
>Throw a firebomb to distract it

>>88345
You threw another firebomb, as expected, it didn't do much but it attracted the attention of the Watchdog. it lunged at you with the sole purpose of gnawing your upper half.


Lishro grasped this chance and , She slashed one of its hindlegs afterwards.

The beast lost its balance, it tumbled on the ground. The eastern warrior gave it no rest or pity; she punctured its chest numerous times with her spear.

The Watchdog was mere moments away of death. It wheezed in agony.

>Finish it off
>Allow Lishro to do so

>>104221
Well Lisho is a dog person so...
>Finish it off

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>104221
>Finish it off
I'm back again

>>104285
>>104324

With your crude axe, you laid down the final blow


____ YOU DEFEATED _____

+5000 souls

Lishro didn't want its soul and so you took it.

>Twisted soul of a Watchdog

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

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

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

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

>Rest
>Say something to Lishro
>Head for Yhar
>Something else

>>104378
>>Rest

>>104378
>Rest
We should upgrande our stats. Lets find a bonfire.

>>104378
>rest

>>104378
Head to Yhar.

>>104396
>>104397
>>104403
>>104407
Lishro sat down with you pouring more of her drinks "Sol Mikal! What an admirable show, friend! For a second i thought i was done for! To your health and fortune!"

Together, you drank. Lishro drank too much though. Soon, she delved into a well deserved sleep.

A scrawny little man was slowly watching you and Lishro from afar. When he felt comfortable, he approached you, he had various scales sprouting over his skin, he hid his uneven face behind a strange wooden mask. A small sack was snitched to his back and a crude dagger replaced his left hand.

"Greetings great vessel, I am kesp the bastard. You might have escaped death today but you will die over and over again. there is no doubt about it . Say, how will you fare against this harsh world with naught but your bare hands? let this troubles you no more! For my kin are known to be excellent scavengers."

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


>Accept
>Refuse
>Attack him
>Something else?

>>104498
>Accept
Let's not kill him this time

>>104498
You know our luck eventually will run out.
>Accept.

>>104498
>accept

>>104507
>>104523
"Excellent!" the bastard rejoiced "Once i delivered your belongings, you will choose one item to give it to me as a repayment . it doesn't matter what is it ; I will take anything! from mighty swords to pies made from dung! I shall see you soon, great vessel."

The bastard soon vanished but you could still hear him walking away.

Lishro was still sleeping despite the rather sharp words of the bastards.

>Attack her
>Wake her up
>Wait for her to wake up
>Leave her, head E/W/N/S
>Something else?

>>104586
Can we level our stats? Or do we need the bonfire? And does the bastard give back our souls?
>Wait for her to wake up

>>104586
>Wait.

>>104586
>wait for her to wake up
i gotta feeling yahr is no push over

>>104601
firekeeper is our sole method of leveling up
>>98353

>>104638
Can we go to the firekeeper?

>>104601
>>104607
>>104623

Lishro woke up after a considerable time. She yawned loudly "Goodness! I must have dozed of again! A dangerous habit of mine to be certain...."

The eastern warrior looked at the horizon "I suppose this is the time we part our ways; Honorable Giznru is yet to be found...."

She pulled off a coin from her armour and gave it to you "May fortune and glory stand by your side, friend!"

>Clutch Coin
A small coin from unknown origins. Has no value in this world. However, you can't help yourself but to feel optimistic while holding this coin

>Say something to Lishro
>Leave, Head N/S/E/W
>Attack Lishro
>Something else?

>>104718
The fire keeper is in the sanctuary/ruins guarded by the handler. He must be dealt with first.

>>97882

>>104727
>>Say something to Lishro
Say thank you.
>Leave, Head to the firekeeper. We have the souls to level up

>>104727
>>104740
well then i guess we have no choice but to face yahr, so i say head whatever direction that is

>>104727
Well Lishro has to so say goodbye then
>Fight Yhar

>>104741
>>104749
>>104758

You entered the ruins with your axe and club. The handler didn't pay much attention to you, he was still whistling.

Although, he spent most of his days here on his knees. you couldn't even reach the end of his belly. When he grew desperate, the handler stood up.

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


The death of his beloved Watchdog triggered a tempest of pure rage. His sewn mouth was wide opened in a burst of old blood. he started to pull out the chains binding him only to flail it at your direction. One stomp of his might end you in a blink


>Run [5-20]
>Try to smash his legs with your club [15-20]
>Throw your axe at his eye [18-20]
>Something else?

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>104822
>>Try to smash his legs with your club [15-20]

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>104822
>Try to smash his legs with your club [15-20]

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>104822
>Throw your axe at his eye [18-20]

>>104829
>>104840
>>104848
As you threw your Savage axe, your clutch coin turned to dust. The axe mysteriously altered its course to gouge the handler's eye.


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

His bloating eye was tearing up. he was about to use his whistle for the last time...

>Run [3-20]
>Attack the handler with your club [15-20]
>Crush the whistle with your axe [18-20]
>Something else?

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>104876
>>Attack the handler with your club [15-20]

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>104876
>Crush the whistle with your axe [18-20]

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>104876
>Club time

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>104876
It's clobbering time.
>Attack the handler with your club [15-20]
also thank goodness for based Lishro's gift

>>104880
>>104892
>>104911
>>104931
Courage and recklessness rushed in your veins the moment you leaped over the collapsed handler. You might be small in comparison but your rage made you a colossus.

You kept crushing the handler's helpless skull. You didn't stop until your club and his brain were no more.

+0 Souls?


_______ YOU DEFEATED _______

You grabbed his large Whistle.

>Yhar's whistle

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

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

>Enter the ruins
>Rest for now
>Something else?

>>104981
>enter the ruins

>>104981
>>Enter the ruins

>>104981
>To the ruins

>>104987
>>104988
>>105005
You entered the main structure, rows of rusty cells and cages greeted you. There was none alive in the vicinity. This place was been stripped clean numerous times, there was nothing left to pillage.
Rubble greeted you at every corner. You had a sense of uneasiness while walking into empty hallways....gnawed bones, dried blood and ash riddled corpses didn't help either.

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

>Kiss the hand
>Take the ring, leave
>Leave
>Something else?

>>105039
fug, i messed up in the end

>>105039
>Shake her hand and bow saying "How do you do"

>>105039
>kiss the hand

>>105065
This

>>105065
>>105068
>>105071
Shaking hands with the corpse did nothing to it. The corpse remained a corpse.


>Kiss the hand
>Take the ring, leave
>Leave
>Something else?

>>105116
>>Leave

>>105116
Welp
>Kiss the hand

>>105116
kiss the hand

>>105116
>Kiss the hand
What the worst thing that can happen.

>>105129
>>105122
>>105138
>>105144

you kissed the hand. It felt...it felt warm.

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

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

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

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

>Follow her
>Say something to her
>Something else?

>>105160
>>Say something to her

>>105160
>Follow her
Firekeeper time to level up

>>105160
>follow her

>>105160
>Follow her
Also ask if she remembers anything before you kissed her hand.

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


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

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

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

[i["Vessel of Ash, allow me to grant you strength to face hardship...."

Our Stats:

STR : 11
DEX : 11
FTH: 11
INT : 11

we have 7300 souls

We can level up six times if we want.

Next Soul required for Leveling up: 2000

>Level ___ up

>>105249
>>105198
>>105180
>>105168
>>105166

>>105249
How does the Soul level go up?
Like Dark Souls 1, 2, 3, or something else?

>>105249
Level up to this
>STR : 12
>DEX : 13
>FTH: 12
>INT : 12

>>105249
>>105294
i'll leave leveling to you guys, i'm pretty sure i was always trash at it in souls games

>>105249
I would put 2 lvl ups in both str and dex.

>>105294
>>105288
>>105318
i guess we will go with one.


And that concludes our thread, thank you for participating.

>>105343
All right, cya.

>>105343
cool, take it easy my man

>>105249
3 faith
2 dex
1 int

>>105343
>>107942
Oh, whoops

>>107951
If you were trying to roll, put "dice+1d20" in the option area.

there will be no quest for today anons sorry for that.

>>109944
Oh okay, no problem.

>>109944
That's alright until then stay Inky

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>109807
Right, my bad
Rolling for >>107942

So does everyone know what build we're going for?

alright we are back

>>114146
whoops.

should i start a new thread? this one is entering sage territory .

>>114156
Yeah go for it.