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Shill stuff:

Tw: @StarbornQ
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"Change the wind. Let's get our new friend seconds." You command and are pleased to see C45513 and hansen on their ball. A game. that's what you meant their A game.

You think.

But as Glaurung's snout twitches as he lifts a head half the size of your little cabin. [THE SCHOLAR] stops her filming instantly. She sucks her finger and holds it up and immediately panics.

She heads paralell to the wind like the clever bitch she is, making sure to stay in the foliage and woods.

Your dragon lazily stirs and extricates himself from the cave to which he was usmmoned. In no rush to pursue her.

But wings that have not flapped since time immemoriam extend, membranes straining with muscle memory hard coded into eons old memories.

With a single graceful flap of the terrifying wings; an ancient force of nature takes flight. Taking to the air as if lifting the metrci fuckton of tonnes of weight were nothing.

Even your hair stands on end at the sight.

> Pay attention to the hunt

> Keep tabs on the Cabin

> Write-In

>>892922
Oh Hey Star.
When's the next Starborn?

>>892928
> Keep tabs on the Cabin

Old Thread: >>880502

>>892931
When we finish this ritual, but life is keeping me super busy so can't promise dates for any session right now.

>>892928
> Pay attention to the hunt
dude dragons lol

>>892928
> pay attention to the hunt

>>892928
>Pay attention to the hunt

We mustn't lose sight of our objective; keep [THE VIRGIN] one. Cabin's isolated ffrom outside, we should be able to destroy evidence of the Burnitator. [THE ATHLETE] is too dangerous to our plans to let prowl.

Is it possible to make a plank give out on someone's leg to hurt them? That's help limit movement to use the RV and prevent running in the woods.

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>>892997
>>892942
>>892931


You watch [THE SCHOLAR] as she moves in a slow determined arc, one eye on the skies as she nimbly dodges the many ensnaring roots and brambles.

Clever girl. Making sure to stay in the coverage of the thickest branches but not stupid enough to go hurtling through the forest at top speed; despite her evident panic.

Shit. Your dragon is circling around breathing smoke out of his ass. He's not exactly got hawk eyes and this chick for some reason seems savvy to the fact she's fucking escaping from the big bastard.

Well... in the wrong direction anyhow.

> Demo; Set some forest fires

> Tech; Make us an overflowing river. See how she likes camping in a storm

> Let your boy hunt for a while, you got other sacrifices to focus on

> Write-In

> Let your boy hunt for a while, you got other sacrifices to focus on

There's more than one screen.

>>893041
> set forest fires
That or
> distract her with some lewd vine/branch rape

>>893020
We kinda want them running in the woods. Easier to split them up that way.

>>893054
Considering [THE FOOL]'s ability, I think keeping those 3 together is the best path. Separating them begs for fudging the order.

>>893041
> Tech; Make us an overflowing river. See how she likes camping in a storm

>>893041
>Demo; Set some forest fires
If we leave her be, we will invariably forget about her in favor of the other victims, which will inevitably come back to bite us in the ass.

I'd especially like to take out her phone, if at all possible.

>>893049
>Let your boy hunt for a while, you got other sacrifices to focus on

>>893117
>>893110
>>893102
>>893054
>>893049

2-2-1

> LET HIM HUNT

or

> BURRRRRRNNNNN

Final Destination vote, wuote this post.

>>893153
>LET HIM HUNT

>>893153
> BURRRRRRNNNNN

>>893153
>BURRRRRRNNNNN?

>>893153
>BURRRRRRNNNNN

>>893153

> BURRRRRRNNNNN

>>893310
>>893220
>>893179
>>893170
>>893166

Called for fires.

Smoky the Bear sheds a silent tear.

Writing when life stops being annoying.

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>>893179
>>893170
>>893166

You ring the man who asked you out a few hours ago with all the haste of a hungover sloth, "HARRY got any incendiaries in the forest you could-" You don't even finish when you suddenly see the forest between [THE SCHOLAR] and the cabin turn into a bonfire. It's like you're in Califronia.

HARRY didn't say anything from call start to hangup. You are concerned.

"Easing up on the rain so we don't extinguish that fire James." Hansen reports.

"Death by dragon, death by inferno or death from exposure. She's fucked." Susan states.

> You're not sure. Try to force Dragon to swwop in (How?)

> You're right, but let's make it harder for her (How?)

> How's our B Team doing?

>>893424
>B team
Let's harass the others, the scholar problem should take care of itself with some patience.

Captcha: Hurtado

>>893424
>How's our B Team doing?
But have Intel to set a few pairs of eyes to keep watching her, and tell us the moment she does anything of significance, if that can be done alongside the PoV switch.

>>893424
>You're right, but let's make it harder for her (How?)
Tech, what do we have to make unstable ground? Disorient her and serve her up to Puff over there.

>>893545

Unstable how?

Ground is wet and slick from rain.

Quakes would affect facility so that's out.

>>893563
I was thinking that there might be plates or control points (like those for the roots) that might be able to shift the ground to being uneven.

>>893584

I don't really think we could pull that off honestly. Unless I'm misunderstanding you; the goelogical consequences of that would either A) reveal us B) let something out or C) Fuck us harder than them because the movement would wreck our tech.

>>893640
How about just to cause her a timely sprained ankle?

>>893692
Roots and such can do the job

Don't worry gentlemen star hasn't bailed, he's just unable to troubleshoot or "Chan won't let him post anything".
He'll be back tomorrow.

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>>893969
Fuck I forgot the image

>>893449
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>>893978

Thanks Ribbz you alchy fuck <3

still letting votes go, but as of right now we're going to check on the cabin.

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>>893449
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>>893978

You flick some switches and your monitors leave the little game of cat, mouse and fire; in favour of the many layered cameras of the cabin.

[THE ATHLETE] is withering under the gaze of [THE FOOL] the homoesexual she tried to seduce glaring full on claymores as opposed to daggers.

[THE VIRGIN] is drinking pretty heavily while he cooks, picking up fromt he task long since abandoned by the scholar. From their point of view it's lucky that the cooker is an old gas model as opposed to it being hooked up to the now dead generator.

From the basement trapdoor's indents; you reckon somebody took a boot to it in an attempt to get down and fix the generator.

All said; awkwardness in te living room, confusion and concern in the kitchen as [THE VIRGIN] wonders where the two women went in this weather.

"Looks like a real party in there." C45513 drily remarks.

"Yeah turns out calling a gay guy a faggot and throwing it in his face makes him a bit miffed." You reply.

"Well boss, while the ginger is playing hide and seek with big red. We probably have time to do whatever we want or need to in here." Hansen chimes in.

"Reports say that one of the labs has cleared in chem. We're about 10% clean. It's.... not looking good." Susan reports grimly and if her face is grim... shit.shit.shit.

"Well let's go to work." You say rolling your knuckles despite your rising disatisfaction.

> Tech; bring back power

> tech; Text someone from someone

> Intel; Ask some questions

> Demo; Blow something up.

>>897111
>tech; Text someone from someone
From Mom to Virgin and Fool

>>897111
>>897139
This

>>897139
But what are we going to say?

>>897180
Express concern for her boys out there all alone.

Remind then that they are all she has and if anything were to happen to them blah blah blah.

Shes thier mom there has to be shit we can crib from their text logs.

The main point is we need the fool ready and willing to sacrifice someone besides himself, just in case the scholar makes it

>>897139

>>897205 This sounds good

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>>897210
>>897205
>>897180
>>897154
>>897139

"C45513, time to use that creative writing degree." You say. "The twins need to hear from their mommy." You grin.

"Ooohhh let's see." She says with a mischievous chuckle.

Hey boys Momma bear here! I know it's not cool to check in; but I just want you two to take care of each other. Momma loves you, you're all I have left of your Father in the world haha! oxo Momma oxo

[THE FOOL] Gets up from the awkward stare off to go get his phone from his room, leaving [THE ATHLETE] to go check up on the bacon and sausage.

>>897260

> Tech; give Athlete an oil burn

> Demo; explode something

> Intel; Ask questions

> Write-In

>>897277
>Demo; explode something
Combined with
>Tech; give Athlete an oil burn
to make
>Demo; kill the Athlete

Walking dog, we'll roll for the other sites' ability when I get back.

>>897277
>Tech, Give athlete an oil burn
Let's try and burn the palms of her hands if we can. She can't get herself out of many situations without her hands

Rolled 1 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

Spain roll

Rolled 1 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>897488
Spain Site discovered and creatures released. Spain Site unsalvageable.

Sweden Roll
(DC is always 16)

Rolled 16 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>897493

...

Sweden's site has been discovered and creatures released. That's 2 directors dead, 2 sites dead. Ho Boy.

UK roll

>>897498

Bang on pass. I forgot UK Roll with no mod.

Germany

>>897488
>>897493
Jesus christ

Rolled 19 (1d20)

Germany With dice this time.

Rolled 19 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

And Finally Glorious Nippon

So this year went horribly wrong for some and very good for others.

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You look across the screens as they flare into kaleidascopes of red and black. Yellow writing being embossed over DANGER in sixteen different languages.

Madrid: SITE LOST MONSTERS LOOSE! GOODBYE SPAIN! THE WHOLE COUNTRY WIL BE DEAD BY DAWN!
Stockholm: SITE LOST, EVERYTHING IS PAIN

"Carl the caption guy on point again this year. You groan, in disbelief. "How can a ritual fail so badly that not only do the sacrifices find your god damn site, they also manage to release every single monster you fucking have?!" You say as you launch a keyboard across the room. "See this is what I was tlaking about! You all said-"

"James James calm down. There's no big red button. We listened to you." Hansen says as placatingly as possible, getting up out of his chair to get in your eyeline as you pace about like a caged beast.

"This is the kind of shit that happens! You get lax, you have a button that is stupidly labeled self destruct or stupidly opens the all the stables for cleaning! I fucking knew it, I fucking knew something like this would happen! And only The Director and you listened to me!"

Susan actually has a hand on her holster, "What's going on with him."

"James, listen to me. We need you to focus up. Go take a drink. Take a walk to the lobby, hell take the lift to he surface. I can run the show for a while." He says putting a fatherly arm round you as you briefly hyperventilate.

"Shit. Fuck shit fuck fuck shit fuck. Fuck shit fuck fuck shit fuck. Shit. Fuck shit fuck fuck shit fuck. Fuck shit fuck fuck shit fuck." You mutter to yourself as you hold your head in your hands.

> Orders?

>>897277
>Intel

How long is fagbro going to be pissed at the cheerbitch?

Does the virgin have any interest in fucking her? Or is he hung up on someone else?

What bitchy thing is the athlete likely to do next?


Leave the athlete alone, no burns, no demo, no attempted kill

Nothing that will make her sympathetic to the virgin

>>897564
See how the other sites are doing.

>>897664

Hey anon. James just checked which is why he's having ana xniety attack.

>>897763
My apologies - what I was unsure of was if he had just seen the two disaster sites and panicked or if he had seen all of them and panicked.

I assumed the former and figured IC he'd probably want to be sure it's all fucked.

>>897564
Switching my vote to letting Hansen lead for a bit then.

>>897564
Hansen, take the helm for a moment, I need to take a walk. After all, the director has to take a break from being on set.

(I intend for this to be a signal to Hansen and others as to how truly frazzled we are.)

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>>897807
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>>897570

"Hansen I'm going out. Take the wheel." You say trying to ignore the pairs of eyes staring at you as you briskly walk from the room.

You pass concerned faces, see scientists, miantenance and stable workers all rushing about in haste but you feel their eyes on you. You feel all of them stare.

They're wondering what's wrong. You know they are. One of them is going to ask and you wont have an answer, so you just need to march up this corridor as quick as you can.

It has been nine years to the day since your last attack, this time there's no Eddie here to coach you through it. "Shit. Fuck shit fuck fuck shit fuck. Fuck shit fuck fuck shit fuck. Shit. Fuck shit fuck fuck shit fuck. Fuck shit fuck fuck shit fuck." You mutter to yourself as your find yourself unable to work the card scanner that leads to the outside.

"Let me get that for you Jim." a familiar voice says. A hand pushes the door open and hooks your arm; both of you emerging into a brisk autumn night. The director, all the panic sweat, hyperventilation and fear is gone.

Replaced with cold terror. "How are you feeling Jim?"

> I can explain

> The fuck is going on

> Please don't kill me

> Write-In

>>897972
>The fuck is going on
"I have personally made sure that there were multiple failsafes for EVERY department. Who the helll is sabotaging us?!"

>>897972
>> I can explain

>>897972
> The fuck is going on

>>897972
>The fuck is going on

>>897972
"Me? Im abso-fucking-lutely Fine. A ok. Peachy. Fair to middlin. Great good well and excellent. Squared away maam.

...

Why, you heard otherwise?

>>89797
Concerned about the other facilities. We're doing fine, but -
>> The fuck is going on

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>>897986

You laugh, hoping it's casual but even you know you sound like a fucking psycho right now,""Me? I'm absolutely Fine. A-ok. Peachy. Fair to middling. Great, all's well and good. Squared away ma'am..." You pause as her robotic gaze castrates any bravery, showmanship and bullshit left in you. "I'm concerned about the other facilites. We're doing fine with the ritual itself but-"

"The failures. Yes," she cuts you off. While I am sure you well know the consequences of this ritual failing it appears some do not. Whether it is a case of people becoming much too lax or something more sinister is yet unforeseen." She says stoicly, "With the annihalation of the Spanish and Swedish sites two directors have expired. In the case of Spain a full stable has been unleashed onto the unsuspecting innocents who called this country home/"

"Holy Shit." you exhale, you knew it was bad but you didn't think they'd actually...

"Iberia will be purged. Either by nuclear or biochemical weaponry. The remaining directors will decide once we have read the stable data to understand what we are purging." She addresses the lovely orange leaf swaying in the breeze as much as she is you. By this time tomorrow maps will need to be redrawn. She pauses and turns her penetrating gaze on you, "What do you think is causing our rituals to faill Jim, you've always had an affinity for accurate hunches."

> Spies/Saboteurs/Deliberate failures

> The Ancient Ones

> Everyone is getting too slack

> Write-In

>>898353
> Write-In
One of the monsters or more might of been plotting for a long long time to bring us down in a way we will never see.

>>898353
>Spies/Saboteurs/Deliberate failures
For all of everyone's... quirks... we all know the risks. We all know what's at stake. For such blindingly stupid things to go wrong, year after year, I can't imagine it to be anything other than deliberate action. And that terrifies me.

>>898353
A mix of the first two, basically imply that maybe theres some doomsday cult thats finally infiltrated us or that maybe the ancient ones are somehow influencing things so that they can be awake once more. nut then just say you have no idea amd that it doesnt matter whats causing it.What matters is making sure it stops and for us to be able to do our fucking job. all very said bitterly

>>898353
>Everyone's getting too slack
I want to include security in that statement too. Followed by
>It MIGHT be Spies/Saboteurs/Deliberate failures
>"Do you think it's them?*referring to the Ancient Ones* I mean, fuck, most of the other sites haven't had a successful ritual in decades, it always seems to come down to either us or Japan. Do you think some of the...some of the other ones are getting pissed off down there?"

>>898353
> The Ancient Ones

>>898353
>>Everyone's getting too slack
>I want to include security in that statement too. Followed by
>>It MIGHT be Spies/Saboteurs/Deliberate failures
>>"Do you think it's them?*referring to the Ancient Ones* I mean, fuck, most of the other sites haven't had a successful ritual in decades, it always seems to come down to either us or Japan. Do you think some of the...some of the other ones are getting pissed off down there?"
As from >>898393
I like how this is phrased, in which we consider all the possibilities.

>>898353
It's clearly the dice gods' fault.

>>898353
>The Ancient Ones

Perhaps they are getting bored. Or restless

OOC Lets be honest, its cultists. Its ALWAYS cultists. At least i hope its cultists, because if it isnt...

Its fucking cultists.

>>898541
not going ot say it was aliens but it was aliens

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>>898372

"I... really don't know. One of the monsters could have been plotting since capture. Dragons have a long long time to scheme and they could bring us down in a way we've enver seen coming." You begin with a sigh.

"Yes when Dragon was selected one of my chief concerns was ensuring it did not find a way to escape containment. But you are not done are you?"

"Hansen and I did think of the possibility of sabotage. Some kind of doomsday cult or Ancient worsippers might have managed to elude the background checks." You begin pacing again, "Maybe we're all just getting too secure, too casual and lax. And that includes security. No matter how many times we tell everyone the world will end if we fuck up; if we suceed long enough that danger goes away."

"Not everyone has our experience with these matters. You are right. The idea of deception and espionage is one I will be looking into, any threats to our organization will be dealt with swiftly and forcefully. The director's voice wavers a little, showing an actual emotion.

Fury.

"That's not to ignore the elephant in the room. It could be the Ancient Ones." You say it in practically a whisper and you hear The Director crush the falling leaf by your side. "I mean. Maybe with the other sites' failures they're getting bored. Restless or maybe they want to cause drama by fucking with us? Maybe we're becoming the sacrifices? A formula stays fresh with a twist after all. All it would take is the setting up of another secretive conspiracy. It wouldn't be too hard, if we focus on hiding and containing we're not looking for puppetmasters?"

"Jim." The name cuts through your babbling. "I will take your opinions under advisement. Even the ramblings of a man nearing his limit have merit, perhaps more so in our business. But now you must head back inside. Yo have a job, a calling. It is the most important seat in human existense and you must fill it James Henderson. She gives you a sympathetic look as you pass her, "Create and Entertain them. I will handle things in the backend."

> Cabin 2.3 END

I'm playing pathfinder in an hour. Gotta get my stuff together. Next thread Monday probably. Any questions feedback or anything else let me know in thread on twatter or in the discord.

>>898541
>>898558
youre both wrong, its obviously alien cultists

>>898589
THANKS! Also, what do you play in pathfinder? Cleric here.

>>898601

Bard. It's only my first campaign in path, so naturall I play a mute hamphair hermit.

Y'know no point in making it fucking easy on myself.

>>898590
>Aliens
Fuuuu-

So I did the math.
>Spain & Sweden - need 17+ to pass, 20% chance
>UK and Germany - Need 16+ to pass, 25% chance
>Japan - Need 15+ to pass, 30% chance.

The odds of all five of them failing the same year is 25.2% Meaning one out of every four years we have to be the one saving grace.

Let's also assume that from an objective perspective, the US is as good as Japan in rituals - that they get the same +1 bonus, and therefore need a 15+ to pass.

The probability of all six ritual sites failing (assuming each ritual is independent of the others, which seems to be the case) is .80*.80*.75*.75*.70*.70=0.1764

17.64% of the time, all six ritual sites SHOULD fail. We should have five successful years and the sixth year everything goes to shit and the ancient ones devour us.

How long has this ritual been going on? Decades? Centuries?

How many times has that 17% chance NOT hit?

Given that, can anyone be surprised if the Ancient Ones want to fuck with it?

>>905867

That's XCOM baby.

In novel Canon the oldest confirmed ritual is 15 years ago. (open to arguement, I consider over a decade to be in mid because someone mentions a dozen rituals at some point)

In our canon since the 80s and ritual three is 2012.

>>905916
ritual three? as in the current version of the ritual?
What happened to like ancient rituals throwing girls into volcanos etc.

>>905936

Ritual three as in one after this one.

Only so many ways a woman can scream falling and burn. The black death is a cover for what happened when they warned us to get a new ritual.

I'm making that up.

Quick session post dinner if this thread isn't autosaged?

>>905916
going by the logic that 15 years ago refers to the year before our first ritual, this will be year 17 - 16 years of dodging that DEATH scenario is 4.40%. Assuming 1985 was the start, we'd gone from then to 2010 successfully, which is 25 years.

The odds of never hitting that 17% chance in 25 tries is 0.78% Just a bit more than 1-in-128 odds. So it's PRETTY RARE but at the same time not UNFATHOMABLY rare.

>>906006
well i think we can assume that this year's odds are a bit different than normal what with the sabotage/cultists/ancient one meddling that's going to necessitate an exterminatus of spain

>>906017
I'm just going from a pure bayesian statistical analysis. Obviously the two shitstains are going to get moved.

Maybe africa and australia? Aussies have enough monsters, right?

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You come back to things largely as they were. [THE ATHLETE] is hanging off [THE VIRGIN]'s arm like a feather boa, asking all about soccer and how to play it. He's not seeming too into her, but she's definently asking the right questions - pushing the right buttons.

Your files say this kid is monkishly dedicated to his training and giving him the chance to talk about that is... well frighteningly effective. His beer, contents changed tastelessly to the cabin special, is sending blood to all the right places i his brain and making him nice and stupid.

And that cheerleader is tight in the right places and big in the right places. If the kid isn't as gay as his brother and not blind enough to see the signs...

[THE FOOL] enters, "You guys seen Jane or Nats? I know Jane went to go get stuff from the RV, but Jane ran out the back door an hour ago..." He says.

"Why don't you check on her? Your brother will have everyone's food ready when you get back?" Elidh pouts as she recieves a death glare.

Pouty Face activates

"Dont' worry Bro. This'll be another ten minutes. Plenty of time right?" [THE VIRGIN] says obliviously.

[THE FOOL] grabs a thick jacket and hat that was left in the cabin for just such a circumstance and begins heads out. He looks up and sniffs the air frowning.

> Tech, Lock & soundproof the door behind him

> Tech; Turn the power back on

> Guide the Dragon somewhere (Where and How)

> Ask intel some questions

> Write-In

>>906074
>Ask intel some questions
What can we expect the Fool to do from now?

How can we reliably separate the Athlete and the Virgin, when needed?

Is the Scholar dead yet? This is important.

>>906074
I'm pretty sure [THE FOOL] should've noticed [THE ATHLETE]'s plan, as she is physically embracing the poor schmuck [VIRGIN]'s arm.

And didn't we lock the cabin?

>>906154
We need to separate Athlete and Virgin 10 minutes ago, it'd be much better to get the twins together.

We could have [THE FOOL] send a message to his brother to be careful of the woman, or something of the like to get him to go out. Pouty Face must have a cooldown between uses.
Then we can burn [THE ATHLETE]'s hands or sic the dragon on the cabin.

>>906074
> Tech, Lock & soundproof the door behind him

>>906203
Here comes the alien cultist!

>>906154
>>906185
>>906203
>>906251

Cabin lockdown lifted so you could dick around elsewhere. Can't have everything locked down everywhere AND let you fuck with the outside or it's not even a quest at that point.

1 Vote for Intel
1 For Text From Fool to Virgin
1 Lock and Soundproof
and a guy talking about alien cultists...

>>906266
They've infiltrated the base AND 4chan! Careful!

>>906266
>Text

Havingthe scholar live would be beneficial.

>>906185

Seconding this text, bring some suspicion back into the ATHLETE's and VIRGIN's interactions

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>>906154

"C45513, could you do me a favour and have Tweedle Dee tell Tweedle Dumb about the big bad witch via text? I don't want our virgin getting lucky." You say as your prosepctive hero vanishes into the storm.

"Alright boss I'll spare you the specifics since it's a long story." Your hologram says with a salute, she's apparently taken to wearing some kind of military uniform.

But you're left with an important decision

> Intel; 3 questions

> Follow [THE FOOL]

> Stay with the Cabin

> Write-In

>>906491
> follow the fool
And when he is running from the Dragon have tech have him pocket dial his bro so he can hear the screaming and whatnot. That should get him out of the mood.

>>906491
> Follow [THE FOOL]

>>906549

I like this plan, then if he does go running out of the cabin we can lure the Dragon over to burn it down with the ATHLETE inside

>>906491
>> Follow [THE FOOL]

>>908032
Don't you know following fools is a good way to get into trouble?

Seconded.

Are we able to speak with sentient monsters in the stables? It might be a good/terrible idea to see what someone like Nyarlathotep has to say about the recent disasters. After we wrap this ritual up of course.

Is this quest still even active?

>>917147
Probably just RL stuff came up. OPs other quest hasn't ran for a while either and they've been pretty good about keeping that going for a while even with some shit turnout. Unless Star died, then it isn't active.