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You are a beautiful, fair-skinned, raven-haired and buxom woman of both human and elfish decent, enough from both bloodlines to be nigh-irresistible, and your revealing outfit is catered to this advantage. Your talent in magic is strong and growing stronger, matched only by your greed, self-centeredness and hunger for vengeance upon your former master. But you are no fool, you know well the cards you have been dealt. For now you will have to survive on your cunning, intellect and beauty to build up enough resources to strike back at him, for he is in a much greater position than you, with influence, protection and magical artifacts aplenty. But it won't save him once you get back on your feet.

What is your name?

>>909061
Livia.

There's a family name of course, but she doesn't ever speak it. There is no need for more than one name for one of her measure after all. R

>>909061
Sirena Le Doux

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>>909090
>>909092

I'm going to need a tie breaker or some backers, or I'll roll the die (flip a coin, etc).

I'll give it a few

>>909092
+1

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>>909113

Sirena Le Doux, or simply Sirena; an apt name for one so gifted with such enviable assets.

Now, for MAGIC!

Choose three of the following schools of magic to gain your starting spells for this story:

Abjuration - Spells that protect, block and banish all manner of magic.
Conjuration - Spells that create, summon and transport anything and everything.
Divination - Spells that see, reveal and foretell minds and future events.
Enchantment - Spells that enhance, strengthen and imbue items with magic.
Thralldom - Spells that control, enslave and break weak-willed subjects.
Evocation - Spells that destroy, disintegrate and deconstruct anything.
Illusion - Spells that trick, deceive and amaze with images and sounds.
Holy - Spells of goodness, positive energy and virtues most true.
Necromancy - Spells of reanimation, death and defiance of it.
Transmutation - Spells of changing, transforming and altering things.
Restoration - Spells of healing, curing and purifying the body.
Elementalism - Spells of fire, water, earth, wind and lightning.
Shamanism - Spells of spirits, rituals and communion with those passed on.
Druidry - Spells of plants, animals and the natural world.
Alchemy - Potions of all kinds are not exactly a school of magic, but close enough.

These are only starting spells. We will learn much more as time goes on and our character progresses. Eventually, we will come to master many different disciplines of magic!

I'll count multiple votes for same schools, feel free to discuss or ask me questions.

>>909130
>Abjuration - Spells that protect, block and banish all manner of magic.
>Divination - Spells that see, reveal and foretell minds and future events.
>Illusion - Spells that trick, deceive and amaze with images and sounds.
To best fuck with people.

>>909130
>Restoration - Spells of healing, curing and purifying the body.
>Necromancy - Spells of reanimation, death, and defiance of it.
>Shamanism - Spells of spirits, rituals, and communion with those passed on.
Perfect zoms.

>>909130
Alchemy - Potions of all kinds are not exactly a school of magic, but close enough.
Transmutation - Spells of changing, transforming and altering things.
Illusion - Spells that trick, deceive and amaze with images and sounds.

Transmutation is the best, and combine that with Alchemy? Sounds promising.

>>909130
>Conjuration - Spells that create, summon and transport anything and everything.
>Thralldom - Spells that control, enslave and break weak-willed subjects.
>Necromancy - Spells of reanimation, death and defiance of it.
Undead and slave army build

>>909130
>Holy - Spells of goodness, positive energy and virtues most true.
>Necromancy - Spells of reanimation, death and defiance of it.
>Transmutation - Spells of changing, transforming and altering things.

>>909130
>Conjuration
>Evocation
>Illusion

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>>909142

That's definitely a good set if we wanted a trickster who doesn't outright control people's minds with thralldom.

>>909144

A full-on necromancer could be fun, too -- plenty of evil to be had there.

>>909145

That certainly would be a potent combination, mastering the physical aspects of changing things.

>>909148

A good set to match with >>909144's theme.

>>909149
>>909153

Not bad.

Necromancy: 3 votes so far
Transmutation: 2 votes
Illusion: 3 votes so far.

I'll give it just a little bit longer for any backers or additional votes.

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And I just want to point out that anything we don't pick up at the beginning CAN be picked up later; this is just for a starting skill set and initial specialization.

> even MORE char gen

Yep, definitely time for sleep. Damn shame though.

>>909158
+1 necromancy

>>909161
Will it be harder to learn some skills rather than others?

>>909158
Illusion, Divination, Thralldom

taking from >>909142 but replacing abjuration with thralldom so someone can go on the offensive even if we don't. i'm picturing brainwashing a grizzled soldier or something to be our right-hand man

Don't know why so many people like illusion.
Illusion just seems really too dependent on the situation to me.

>>909177
Its versatile and pairs well with stuff like necromancy, I figure.

>>909180
Don't know how it should pair up with Necromancy
Explain please

>>909175
Thralldom is inelegant. It is a far greater feat to break a man with words and images pulled straight from his deepest secrets than simply flay his mind with brute force.

Besides, Illusion is a perfectly viable school to go on the offensive with. Illusory pain can still cripple, and a mind is only as alive as it thinks it is.

>>909177
I'm more confused as to why people don't like transmutation. You can turn things into other things, it's super versatile.

>>909182
You could disguise your undead minions, which is handy in cases where being accompanied by skeletons would be a problem.
Generally being able to disguise your troops is a good thing.

>>909182
Make zombies appear like people

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>>909170
>>909172

That makes:

Necromancy: 4
Transmutation: 2 votes
Illusion: 4
Thralldom: 2
Divination: 2

So let's go with Necromancy and Illusion, and then narrow it down:

Vote:
>Transmutation
>Thralldom
>Divination

>>909180
>>909182
>>909177
>>909164
>>909172
>>909183
>>909187
>>909190

Again, this is just a starting roster of spells. As we gather resources, we will learn more.

And as for the salty guy who didn't get his name picked, there's ONE more thing to decide on after this, and that's the artifact that our (not-so-heroic) hero stole when she fled her master's tower in the kingdom.

Anyway, vote!

>>909194
divination

>>909194
>Thralldom

>>909194
>Transmutation
Thralldom seems less useful if we have already necromancy, and Transmutation is neat and versatile

>>909130
Abjuration
Evocation
Transmuation

>>909194
Transmutation.

>>909194
Necromancy
Thralldom
Illusion

>>909194
>Divination
On the assumption that it'll actually let us actively avoid and/or prepare for challenges in play, and not just be something useless that only barely works when your GM lets it, because otherwise it fucks up his railroad.

Don't disappoint me, OP.

>necromancy

faggots

>>909204
>On the assumption that it'll actually let us actively avoid and/or prepare for challenges in play, and not just be something useless that only barely works when your GM lets it, because otherwise it fucks up his railroad.

I know you don't know me or anything about me, so everything I say is to be taken at face value, but I plan for this to be a sandbox with random generation.

I mean I have plans for an overarching story and a skeleton of a world map drawn, but for now in the beginning I'd like it to be sandbox.

>>909202
>Transmutation
IRON HAND ZOMBIE

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>>909214

With that vote, it comes to

Div xx
Thrall xx
Trans xxxx

So, our starting spell set will be Necromancy, Thralldom and Transmutation. I'll post the spell list after our next (and LAST) bit of chargen.

If you didn't get what you wanted, don't worry, other spells are locked away in books and scrolls and items of power that we can find, or we can be taught from characters we meet! Or we can force them to teach us, we'll see.

Remember, it's not WHAT spells you use, it's HOW you use them that determines how good of a villain you are!

>Continuing...

You only had time to grab ONE thing from your master's collection of artifacts!

The problem is, you don't know what any of them actually do, so you just picked one at random!

What did you take?

>Spellbook
>Staff
>Wand
>Crystal Ball
>Amulet
>Tiara
>Bracelet
>Cloak
>Ritual Dagger
>Horse Statue
>Map
>Coin
>Mirror
>Birdcage
>Empty Sack

>>909221
>Tiara

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>>909221
>Necromancy, Thralldom and Transmutation

WHOOPS

I meant, Necromancy, ILLUSION, and Transmutation, they got the most votes.

Sorry!

>>909221
Do you mean coin in the singular or plural?

>>909227

Singular, solo, one coin.

>>909221
>Ritual Dagger
Even if we don't figure out the magic, it can still be used to stab someone if needed.

>>909221
>Spellbook
Hardly any apprentice worth her salt would ever not grab a spellbook given the choice between that and something else.

>>909221
>>909230
>Coin
It seems the least cliche, and I'm guessing it's luck based.

>>909221
>coin
Oy vey

>>909221
>Cloak

>>909241
coin seems like it could be neat

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>>909227
>>909241

That's two for coin. Any more votes?

Otherwise we'll get right into it.

>>909252

That's three. I think we're good.

>>909233
>Hardly any apprentice worth her salt would ever not grab a spellbook given the choice between that and something else.

I guess she was in a hurry to have only grabbed a single coin!

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You are somewhere in the woods. The trees are tall and thick, the moon is shining fully, and you don't know how long you've been running. It seems pursuit is lost, for now. So many guards, so many dogs, so many miles behind you... But you're still alone, in exile, deep in the dark woods and villified to the entire country.

And just a little upset.

"Damn that Mordrax! I could have ruled the kingdom by myself if I had known he would betray me. Poison in his tea, a pillow over his face, and he would have been gone! Then I could have done anything. Seduced the crown prince, or the king -- hell, the princess if that's what it would take! The kingdom would have been mine for the taking! Well, just you wait, just you wait..."

You pause when you hear something nearby.

>Roll 1d20 for a random encounter!

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>909261

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>909261

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>909261
>The trees are tall and thick, the moon is shining fully, and you don't know how long you've been running. It seems pursuit is lost, for now. So many guards, so many dogs, so many miles behind you...
We're trained in Illusion AND Transmutation. Why didn't we just become someone else for a while instead of running like some common thief?

We've clearly got some ways to go on this.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>909261

>>909271
>Why didn't we just become someone else for a while instead of running like some common thief?
Presumably because our former master is better at seeing through magical disguises than we are at making them.

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>>909271

Oh, sorry, I forgot. Said I would do a thing that I didn't do, my bad.

Current list of spells:

>Thralldom
Lesser Charm: Cast this upon a single target to gain a bonus in all conversations as you appear more charming, charismatic and beautifully alluring. You don't actually physically change, you're just affecting the mind of the target to make them THINK you are more interesting.

Lesser Suggestion: Cast this upon a single target to implant a suggestion in their mind that they have difficulty arguing against. The more self-harmful it is, the easier it is to resist.

>Illusion
Minor Image: You can create images about the size of a man, of varrying complexity. These are merely illusions, and can be passed through with no harm or obstacle. You can cast this upon others or yourself to make them appear different than what they are, but the effect is purely visual.

Prestidigitation: Fancy tricks such as sparks, light, shapes of light and more that are harmless, but fun to look at or serve as a distraction.

>Necromancy
Lesser Reanimate: You can reanimate lesser corpses: animals, small things, children. These mindless, shuffling corpses follow extremely basic commands, but tend to be forgetful. Lasts until the undead figure is destroyed.

Command Dead: You can command dead creatures to a degree but not entirely. Pre-existing undead are subject to this, as are ones you reanimate yourself. You can implement more complex commands with this spell, allowing the cohesion of groups. The commands will stay for a longer period of time than normal.

>>909288
Yes, but we were being chased by guards and dogs. If our master especially wanted to find us, he'd already have scryed on and teleported directly to us (or summoned us directly back to him). Which, I suppose, means that our present survival and escape is some necessary component in his future plans.

Or perhaps that we're both supremely intelligent wizards with no common sense.

>>909300
You mixed up Thralldom with Transmutation again.

>>909300
>Thralldom
Ok once is fine, but doing it twice...

>>909300
>>909316

Wait, I did it again, didn't I?

Not thralldom, transmutation.

Damnit.

Okay, LAST TIME, I swear. I'm being too hasty in copying/pasting. I'll take time and double-check my posts, I have a habbit of just quickly going through and posting.

>>909320
It's fine man, remember to tell us our transmutation spells though.

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>>909320
>>909300
>>909330

ACTUAL list of spells:

>TRANSMUTATION
Cosmetic Change: You can cast this upon yourself or a willing target to change minor details about appearance: hair color, eye color, skin tone, freckles, etc. It can make someone who is old appear young, or the other way around, but is purely skin-deep. Over time, unless re-applied, it will fade and the natural appearance of the target will grow back.

Darkvision: Cast this upon yourself to gain the ability to see in the dark, even complete darkness, for a period of a few hours.

>Illusion
Minor Image: You can create images about the size of a man, of varrying complexity. These are merely illusions, and can be passed through with no harm or obstacle. You can cast this upon others or yourself to make them appear different than what they are, but the effect is purely visual.

Prestidigitation: Fancy tricks such as sparks, light, shapes of light and more that are harmless, but fun to look at or serve as a distraction.

>Necromancy
Lesser Reanimate: You can reanimate lesser corpses: animals, small things, children. These mindless, shuffling corpses follow extremely basic commands, but tend to be forgetful. Lasts until the undead figure is destroyed.

Command Dead: You can command dead creatures to a degree but not entirely. Pre-existing undead are subject to this, as are ones you reanimate yourself. You can implement more complex commands with this spell, allowing the cohesion of groups. The commands will stay for a longer period of time than normal.

Now, moving on with the rolls for the random encounter.

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>>909263
>>909266
>>909271
>>909284

You hear a slamming noise, like that of a window or door. 'Perhaps a carriage door?' you think. 'Or someone's home?' Then it comes again, and again... repeating at odd intervals, seemingly random.

Having already cast your spell of Darkvision, you crouch low to the bushes and sneak closer to the noise. You peer through the trees and in the distance see a building that is dark, with no lights in any of its windows.

Investigating more closely reveals why: it is destroyed, its roof caved in and half its walls demolished -- and it isn't the only one!

You stumble upon a small village, about seven or so buildings. There may have been more at some point, but you can't be sure. Stones and other things lie scattered about because the entire place is destroyed, ransacked, pillaged and thoroughly left to rot. The buildings are all in terrible condition, but might make good shelter.

In the center of the village, a large oak tree stands, burnt to a crisp. Its trunk remains, as do some of its scorched branches. Whatever happened here happened some time ago; there aren't even corpses or fresh kills lying about. This town is old and dead.

The banging comes back, almost making you jump! It's nothing more than the wind causing the shutters of a window to open and close. Still, it drew you here, so perhaps you are lucky?

In the distance, a howl is heard. Not a dog's... a wolf's.

Perhaps not so lucky.

>Check the buildings
>Inspect your coin
>Search the streets
>Call out and see if anyone responds
>Write-in!

>>909342

Sounds like a good set of abilities. Here's hoping we can eventually polish transmutation to the point you can permanently turn people into harmless children/babies and reshape our looks at will

>>909357
>>Check the buildings

>>909357
>>Check the buildings

>>909357
>Check the buildings
Try looking for bodies of dogs or children to animate, we need some muscles if wolfs are around

>>909357
Could we use lesser reanimate on a plant? Would it's fruit still be good to eat?

>>909370
Restoration would have been perfect for that.

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>>909370

I don't quite think so. Bringing a plant back to the point of bearing useful fruit would fall more under druidry.

>>909362
>>909365
>>909367

"What a fine place to have ended up," you mutter as you pick your way through the buildings. "One of the most promising pupils of Mordrax, hand-picked, one of the fairest in the land... sent running and hiding in the ruins of a forgotten village in the middle of the forest. What a--"

Suddenly, as you near one stone, a cat jumps atop it and hisses at you! But this is no normal cat, as you see with your darkvison -- half of its face and all of its body fat, along with most of its fur, is gone!

The undead kitty hisses at you. It is soon joined by several more of its undead kin, cats all. They stare at you with blank eyes or hollow eyesockets, mouths open, looking to feed.

You smile to yourself. What luck! Ready-made undead minions. With a wave of your hand and the casting of a simple spell of command, due to your knowledge of necromancy, it is a laughably trivial matter to take control of them.

The cats stop advancing and sit where they are, awaiting command.

>Fetch me food!
>Take me to your master
>Guard me in the night
>Begone, I have no need for you; scatter into the forest
>Other

>>909385
>Take me to your master

>>909385
>>Fetch me food!

>>909385
>Take me to your master

>>909385
>Take me to your master

>>909385
>Take me to your master

>>909385
>>Take me to your master

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>>909388
>>909394
>>909395
>>909396
>>909404

"You didn't come about by accident, my little pretties. Take me to your master," you command the cats.

They all quickly turn and walk towards one of the buildings. This one is less destroyed than the rest, but no more distinctive. Had you not known better, you'd have walked by, assuming no one lived here.

You stroll into the home and find the cats encircling an old woman who sits on the floor. She has more lines on her face than cracks in the walls, and her eyes are milky white. Blind.

"Who goes there?" she whispers in a weak voice. "Who has come to visit?" Her shaking hands pet the dead cats around her, including one in her lap.

You tap a finger to your chin and think. 'She clearly knows nothing of current events. I could lie to her still, feed her another name, or remain anonymous. She is blind! She can't identify me, but I doubt anyone knows she is here.'

>Tell her who you are and nothing more
>Ask to stay in her home for the time being
>Ask about this place, this village
>Tell her a lie; or tell her nothing at all about yourself
>Ask about herself
>Other write-in

>>909414
>>Ask about herself

>>909414
>Ask about this place, this village
>Tell her a lie;

>>909414
>Ask about herself

>>909414
>Ask about herself

>>909414
>Ask about herself

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>>909423
>>909430
>>909433
>>909436

"Who are you, old one?"

"I have no name," she says with a cackle. "I did, once, but it has not been spoken of for many years! You may call me Elder Grey."

"What manner of mage are you? A witch? Necromancer?"

"I never cared for titles," she says, shaking her head. "Bah. Conjurer, evoker, diviner... I simply am!"

You smile. 'Not exactly an academic, this one.' You look at the cats. "And these cats are yours?"

"Yes, my lovelies, my beautiful lovelies," she says, feeling them with her hands as she pets them -- flesh, bone and all. She scratches the chin on one and it falls off.

"You reanimated them yourself, then?"

"I have always had them!" she insists. "Death finds them not, because I willed it so! They keep me company, keep me guarded from those awful children, bring me rats to eat."

Your stomach growls, but as wonderful as rat sounds, you'd prefer an actual meal.

>Can you make better food?
>What children?
>Do you have anything you can teach me?
>Introduce yourself
>Other

>>909468
>What children?
>Do you have anything you can teach me?
>Introduce yourself

>>909468
>What children?
>Introduce yourself

>>909468
>What children?
>Introduce yourself

>>909468
>Introduce yourself
Followed by
>What children?
Should she send you on a task
>Do you have anything you can teach me? It might help.

>>909468
>>What children?

>>909468
>>Do you have anything you can teach me?

Maybe she can upgrade our necromancy. Also include mentioning you are an aspiring necromancer

>>909468
>Introduce yourself
One mage to another.
>What children?

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>>909479
>>909480
>>909483
>>909484
>>909485
>>909489
>>909490

"Well, Elder Grey, I am Sirena. I think we have much in common -- we know the same kinds of magic, don't we?"

"Yes, I can tell!" she says with a mostly-toothless grin. "My lovelies did not attack you. You must know what I know."

"Perhaps not all that you know," you say with a sly smile. "Perhaps you could teach me, hm? Some things I do not know?"

"I could, yes... I could," the old woman nods. "...If my lovelies approve!"

She leans down to her cats. One of them nibbles on her ear, which draws a curious look from you. After a moment, she leans back up. "Yes, they like you very much, and that means I like you very much! They have good eyes for these things, you know."

'What few eyes they have left among them,' you think with a smirk. "Before we move on, you mentioned something about children?"

Her face twists into a grimace. "Yes, the little devils! They come into my village, and throw rocks at my lovelies! They even kick them! No discipline, no respect!"

"They don't live here, do they?"

"No! Not far... a farm. Near the old mill, the lumber mill! The sons of the farmer. The old one tells them not to stray to my village, but they laugh! Call me hag, witch, vile names. They think it a game, and my lovelies monsters! Oh, what I could give to show them a true monster..."

>Ask to be pointed towards the farm
>Move onto lessons
>Offer to remove her child problem for her
>Ask about this village and why it is destroyed
>Other

>>909533
>Move onto lessons
>Offer to remove her child problem for her
>Ask about this village and why it is destroyed

>>909533
>Offer to remove her child problem for her

>>909533
>Move onto lessons
>Ask about this village and why it is destroyed
Save the child annihilation for another day, they might be good sacrifices for later.

>>909533
>>Offer to remove her child problem for her

Consider it payment for magic lessons

>>909533
>Ask about this village and why it is destroyed
>Move onto lessons
>Other
We may perhaps not be able to remove her problem entirely, but if she wishes to show these children, who do not know basic respect for a true mage, a true monster, we may happily oblige.

>>909533
>Move onto lessons
>Ask about this village and why it is destroyed
We'll fix her child problem later.

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>>909546
>>909563
>>909566
>>909568
>>909571
>>909596

"Perhaps I can do something about those children," you say, attempting to get in her good graces for the time being. "But later. For now, lessons, yes?"

"Yes," she nods, reaching for a candle. "Sometimes my pretties are hurt. Those nasty little devils break them. I can fix them, make them better again."

You look at one of the cats, which is clearly cobbled together from two cats. "Yes, I can see..."

"It is not difficult," she whispers, taking out a needle and thread. "Like sewing a blanket. I have quilted many a lovely in my time..."

"I do not doubt it."

She goes now into the ritual, showing you how it is done. You have studied similar principals of necromancy before, but this goes deeper, beyond the books. You have to admit, there is something refreshing about this form of learning, something tried and true.

'She's no Mordrax, but she knows a thing or two,' you admit to yourself. 'Still, definitely a step down. But in my position, I have little choice in who I learn from, so long as I learn.'

Movements of the hands, words of power, and, of course, dead flesh. As the night drags on, you learn quickly -- one of the things that made you such a good student was your excellent memory and aptitude to learn new spells -- and by the time the moon is at its peak you have learned your new spell.

>Necromancy
Corpse Stitch: You can sew a body back together, or parts of different bodies together, in preparation for reanimation. This can be done on a corpse or a reanimated subject, to repair or even enhance, but this ritual takes time and patience. Can only be used on one target at a time due to the focus it requires.

During your time with her, you learn of this place. It was once called Wineleah, and was a lovely little town, until it was ransacked by barbarians. Left to die, nobody ever returned to rebuild it, though she remained -- she was born here and plans to die here, always with her lovelies.

Eventually she goes off into the corner to sleep on a pile of hay with a tattered blanket. You yawn, feeling tired, hungry and sore from being on the run.

At least you doubt anyone will find you here.

>Sleep
>Send the cats for food
>Search for food yourself
>Kill the old woman
>Other, write-in

>>909642
>>Search for food yourself

>>909642
>Search for food yourself
>Take a few cats as scouts

>>909650
Seconding this

>>909650

Thirding, but ask for permission first, they are the old woman's pets after all

>>909642
>Search for food yourself
Find the least groady looking dead cat and look through the ruins for lootz.

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>>909647
>>909650
>>909653
>>909664
>>909666

'It's not too late to go looking for food,' you think, rubbing your belly. 'I haven't eaten since fleeing the capital. I need energy. We can't all be walking corposes around here.'

She looks back at the old woman, fast asleep. 'She won't mind if I borrow a few of her 'lovelies' while she is asleep.'

Using your spell to command them, and refreshing your darkvision, you step out into the night and begin your search! With the cats acting as scouts, you won't be taken by surprise.

>Roll 1d20 for what you find, and possible random encounters!

Rolled 15 (1d20)

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Rolled 11 (1d20)

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>>909693

'There must be SOMETHING useful in this town.' You prowl through a building, searching and finding rubbish. Building after building. Useless pile after useless pile.

In one building, however, you come across a bucket full of rolled-up parchments. You unravel and inspect them, finding them blank. Disappointing, but not useless. A student like you could always use parchments. You roll them back up and think. 'I'll need some ink, too. Might need to get creative with that.'

Not long after, the 'lovelies' return with prizes of their own which you inspect. One has a single dirty copper ring, nearly worthless. "Now, where did you get this?" you ask it, and it leads you to the back of the village.

Here you see an old graveyard, a rather small one full of unmarked graves. You smile and tap a finger to your lips. 'Umarked graves just means that they are free game and no one will miss them once empty.'

A skeletal hand sticks out of the ground. That, apparently, is where the ring came from. You lean down and lif the hand up, causing it to fall off of its joint. "Seems like death did you part," you smile.

Another lovely comes back with a fat mushroom in its mouth. Upon command, it leads you to a nearby field, full of mushrooms! "What luck," you say, bending over to pick one up. "Provided they are edible..."

As you bend over to pick up the mushroom, something falls out of your pocket. 'The coin!' you think. 'I had forgotten it!'

You pick it back up. It is covered in strange runes of a language you do not know, or perhaps it is not a language at all. Your knowledge of symbology is weak. But it was among Mordrax's collection. Is it valuable, you cannot say, but he owned it... and now it is yours.

>Flip it
>Eat the mushrooms
>Don't eat the mushrooms
>Work on the graveyard
>Search more for more food
>Write-in

>>909766
>Search more for more food
Toying with unknown magical artifacts is just asking for trouble, and eating unidentified mushrooms is seldom a good idea either.

>>909766
>Flip it
>Don't eat the mushrooms
>Search more for more food
We can ask the old lady once we go back if they're edible.

>>909766
>Search more for more food

>>909766
>Don't eat the mushrooms
>Search more for more food

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>>909774
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>>909778
>>909788

Some 1d20s, please. Searching further out increases the danger, so we may run into trouble! Roll well!

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>909792

Rollin

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>>909792

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>>909792
Damn, we're going to get attacked by children, aren't we?

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>>909798
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>>909808
>>909851

Putting away the coin and deciding not to eat the mushrooms without experimenting first, or asking the old woman about them, you walk to the edge of the town and further on with the cats. To your delight, you come upon a tree of fruit. Apples, to be specific. Not in the most ready condition, but good enough. You pluck one and take a bite, relishing its juiciness.

You pick a few until you have a large armful, but then you hear a growling noise.

You turn around, and in your darkvision you see a creature approaching, sniffing the air. The creature is large, furred and has a snapping jaw. Not a bear, not a wolf, but a... wolverine.

A dire wolverine.

It growls again as it sniffs the air. It must smell you, you were running all day. But perhaps it cannot see you?

>Sneak away
>Drop the apples
>Attack, kitties!
>Flip the coin
>Write-in

>>909870
>Create a bunch of sparkling lights somewhere to your side, so that it won't run into you when it investigates nor into your direction to get away from them. Then try to sneak away.

>>909870
>>Sneak away
Rub some apple in your armpits, then leave the apple behind. If it smells you, it can smell the apple, and by covering up the unfamiliar scent with a familiar one, you've got a better chance to run away.

>>909870
Prestidigitate our smell to something different, assuming it extends beyond visual illusions. Perhaps a field of flowers?

Otherwise, Minor Illusion a small animal running in the opposite direction from us to lure it away.

In all cases, sneak away after.

>>909870
>Flip the coin
I'm curious.

>>909901
Assuming this works like D&D Prestidigitation, it should.

>>909916
the spell says it creates little sparks or coloured lights.

That does not sound anything at all like the D&D version at all. So probably not

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>>909901
>>909916

You bring an apple up to your chest and rub it on your bare skin, then under an arm just to be sure. You throw it away, making sure to cause some noise, which draws the attention of the animal. After a moment, it follows, giving you a chance to sneak back to the village.

You mentally note the direction the dire wolverine was in and sigh. 'Close. And me, with so little in the way of offensive magic... I need meat-shields, damnit. Minions. Not these cats...'

Well, with apples aplenty for the time being, you retire, munch on them and sleep, but not before commanding the cats to not gnaw on you in the night.

>Sleep...

The next morning, you wake up and stretch your arms. The old woman is up, tending to her cats.

'Hm, what next?'

>Find the nearby farm she spoke of
>More lessons
>Search for clean water
>Explore the area
>Write-in

>>909937
>Search for clean water

>>909937
>Search for clean water

>>909937
>>Search for clean water

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>>Search for clean water
Time for a bath! Being an evil sorceress means nothing if we don't look fabulously evil!

OH-HOHOHOHOHO!

>>909937
>>Search for clean water

Lewd bath scene to get rid of all that sweat

>>909937
>Search for clean water
Is Prestidigitation just visual only in this setting? Can Minor Illusion or Cosmetic Change be tied to objects? Do we automatically disbelieve our own illusions? How intact do corpses have to be for Lesser Reanimate, and what is our limit in terms of the number we can raise at once?

The greatest utility comes from spells when you know what their absolute limits are.

To begin with, we ought to have Cosmetic Changed our eyes, hair and facial structure hours ago to elude capture.

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For now, I think just audio/visual. Smell and other complex things can come later. We know what our illusions are and we control them. Minor illusion can be cast on objects, cosmetic change is for living targets only. As for corpses, we cannot yet animate skeletons, so there needs to be something of a musculature remaining. As for a limit, let's say that it takes time and effort, which can exhaust someone, but let's have a nice hard cap of only reanimating one per hour at the moment. Once reanimated, they stay that way.

Generally speaking, while I'm basing this stuff on other works, it's looser and not as mechanically tight. I'll tweak it as we go. For now, I just work with the rule of common sense.

>>909944
>>909947
>>909950
>>909983
>>909997
>>910008

Bidding the woman farewell for the time being, you explore at her behest to the south east. You don't want to go too far south, lest you leave the forest and rejoin civilization, but to your delight you learn that you don't need to go too far to find what you are looking for: water. Clean water! A river, to be precise. After getting a quick drink, you decide to clean yourself of mud and less desirable things until your skin is immaculate once more, then put your clothes back on.

You hear noise further to the south. Investigating carefully, as it is no longer night, you come upon a lumber mill by the river. It has a water wheel and a bridge that spans the river, along with a farmhouse not far away. You carefully note all that you can see: some men, likely a patriarch and his brother, along with an elder son. You can't tell which man the son belongs to, the familiar resemblance is powerful.

They work hard, chopping wood, felling trees, dragging the timber and using the saw mill to make logs and workable pieces. 'Country men,' you think to yourself. 'Simple, no-nonsense.'

Children, then. Two young boys, playing with a chicken. Their mother chases after them, and they run away laughing. 'Those must be the 'little devils'. And their mother. Hm, and a sister...' You see the sister now, a lovely young woman with matching sandy brown hair as the rest of the family.

They are completely surrounded by the woods. News probably hasn't reached them yet about you. Still, perhaps it would be better to be cautious?

>Don't approach them for now
>Disguise yourself
>Approach them openly
>Wait for an opportunity to approach an individual
>Other

>>910040
>Don't approach them for now
>Return to the graveyard
I want at least remotly usable minions before approaching any group of people. A farmer still got enough sharp implements to be a threat.

>>910040
>Wait for an opportunity to approach an individual

The elder son, we can play up the beautiful sorceress angle while pumping him for information

>>910040
>>Don't approach them for now
Let's not get up in their grill just yet. Pitchforks really fucking hurt, and we have no minions whatsoever.
However...
>Take a nice long look at some delicious man abs. Om-nom-nom.

>>910040
>>Disguise yourself

AND then

>Wait for an opportunity to approach an individual

>>910051
Why on earth would a simple farmer decide to harm a poor girl like ourselves?
We can even make up a nice little sob-story about a village burned by bandits/barbarians/nasties.

Well it would probably work if our clothes werent such high quality (I assume), so a scared and traumatized girl of some minor nobility from far away, victim of the same as above.

Why bring a heavy hand when we dont have to?

>>910081
>Why on earth would a simple farmer decide to harm a poor girl like ourselves?
I'm not in the risk taking business if I have no reason to. Taking a bit of time to raise some minions and then come back costs us nothing, thus I see no reason not to do it.

>>910040
>Don't approach them for now
Visual disguises only go so far.

>Generally speaking, while I'm basing this stuff on other works, it's looser and not as mechanically tight. I'll tweak it as we go. For now, I just work with the rule of common sense.
Fair enough. It's just that being vague on spell effects makes it harder to know when a particular spell is applicable for a given situation.

For instance, if there was no limit on reanimation, we could easily have a jar full of undead fire ants as a weapon. If Prestidigitation extended to smell and taste, we could use it to poison people. If Minor Illusion could be used to project the image of a contiguous area of blackness, that would be a massive boon in combat. And so on.

But if we walked into those situations thinking that we could do something when in actuality we couldn't, we'd probably be rather upset. Conversely, if our magic can do things we don't know about, we might end up passing over or fleeing from situations that, in your estimation, we ought to have easily managed.

>>910081
I'd rather be able to have a fall-back plan if things go tits up.

>Don't approach them for now

>>910096
I see a lot of reasons, first and foremost it screams ´'stories of necromancer, just like the one you're looking for". Secondly there are two kinds of paranoia, the healthy kind and the unhealthy kind.

Assuming a bunch of labourers will start stabbing pretty girls for no reason is definetly the latter.

If we want to interact with them at all it will be easy as fuck to work them.
Without making us a threat, and remember, anything we raise can only follow the very simplest of commands. "Wait here and come if I scream" is probably far to complex, so if something would go down, due to our own stupidity in that case, we would have to leave and fetch them. Which wouldnt do anything about your pitchforks and sharpened broom handles

>>910120
>can only follow the very simplest of commands
If they can be send out to find edibles and other matieral, then "come when I scream" is by comparison extremly simple.

>>910120
>first and foremost it screams ´'stories of necromancer, just like the one you're looking for"
What would scream that? We wouldn't SHOW our undead to them, just have them nearby.

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>>910103

Yeah, you raise good points. I try to be thorough with the descriptions, and will continue to be moreso to avoid such confusion as possible.

>>910051
>>910057
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>>910096

'Hm... Best not to approach for now. There certainly is plenty to look at, though...' You subtly lick your lips. There is something nice and attractive about dull country-grown stock: well-built, doesn't think too hard, not very experienced in the wider world.

Still, you probably look a might bit too suspicious. Your cosmetic spell does not extend to creating new clothing, and though you could use illusionary magic to make yourself appear more plain, that only goes so far, especially if you are touched.

Best to find a new outfit, perhaps. Oh, but you so enjoy your revealing, tight, impractical leather outfit...

You observe the family for some more time. They have a dog -- that could complicate things. Best to keep away for now. The lovely daughter and handsome elder son go inside with the mother and two children while the men stay outside and talk about something. She is still certain they are brothers, but is not sure who the father of the family is yet; one is bearded, while the other is more clean-shaven.

You slip away, having satisfied your curiosity... for now.

>Explore upriver
>Sneak around the mill and follow the river south
>Return to the town
>Explore westwards
>Other

>>910145
>Explore upriver

>>910145
>Return to the town
Time to find a shovel

>>910142
Nearby, alright. We already know they let their kids run loose, certainly all the way up to the village with the zombie cats.

So unless you wish to deal with the kids or anyone else running into the zombies. Yea, no. 'That' is an unessesary risk for absolutely no gain.

Also the cats are not our creations, I honestly dont know if they are smarter then our creations or not, but considering they are a labour of (fucked up and twisted) love spanning decades...They are probably better crafted then a 5 minute zombie

>>910145
>>Return to the town

Maybe there's some rags to give the poor and homeless woman looks, although we are so beautiful and drop dead gorgeous that we will look like the universe's most beautiful hobo

>>910161
>So unless you wish to deal with the kids or anyone else running into the zombies.
Ilusions.

>>910145
>Return to the town

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>>910169
>>910177

Give me a 1d20 for anything we encounter on the way to town, or once within the town, since it's a new day.

>>910171
you clearly put more trust in our magical ability of hair dyeing to conceal zombies.

>>910145
>>Return to the town

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>910180

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>910180
Here goes!

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>910180

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>>910184

I know that the spell descriptions aren't 100% concrete fullproof, but I'm not going to actively try to fuck with something the players decide to do. The point of having magic is HAVING magic. We'll make it work.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>910180
>>910184
I put quite a lot of trust in our ability to make them lay low and conjure the illusion of a bit of grass over them. At worst the kids would find dead bodies, worrying, but not really connectable to us.

>>910200
Shit.
>>910197
Well, whatever I guess.

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>>910198
>>910206

Taking a slightly different path than usual, rather than following the river to the point where you originally found it, you travel northwest, back towards the town.

However, along the way, you encounter a macabre sight: a man hanging from a tree by the neck, perhaps half a week old.

"Goodness me, how ever did you get there?" you say aloud. There is a sign hanging from his neck: "Deserter"

You smile. "Not very loyal, were you? Perhaps I can fix that."

Less than an hour and some dragging later, you are back in town with a workable corpse and a new length of rope! That could come in handy. You finish getting him into town and sigh. 'I need minions for this kind of work.' Nothing useful in his pockets, but his clothing might be workable into some ragged clothes for yourself, should you choose. His neck is in poor condition, but you might be able to fix that with a brace.

"What to do with you, my little deserter?" you ask, running your hand through his dark hair. He stares up with glassy, dead eyes.

>Strip him, prep him, keep him somewhere where nothing will get to him
>Chop him up for spare parts
>Take his clothes and make a disguise
>Attempt to reanimate him with your lesser spell
>Other

>>910258
>Strip him, prep him, keep him somewhere where nothing will get to him

Let's check in with our new teacher and see if she has any advice when it comes to raising human dead

>>910258
>Attempt to reanimate him with your lesser spell

>>910258
>>Strip him, prep him, keep him somewhere where nothing will get to him
See if we can work with some of the bodies from the graveyard to patch him up, like what Elder Grey does. Then see about learning more spells from her.

>>910258
>Strip him, prep him, keep him somewhere where nothing will get to him
The Lesser spell will likely fail. Better to keep him preserved in case we need him.

>>910258
>Strip him, prep him, keep him somewhere where nothing will get to him

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>>910266
>>910282
>>910283
>>910319

After dragging him inside and getting him onto a table ('I really NEED minions!') you begin the work of stripping him. You leave him in all except his underwear.

Looking this way and that, you lift up the remaining fabric and take a peak. "Oh. That's a shame." You set it back down and pat him gently. "There, there. I understand."

You take a brief trip to fill up your new bucket with water, then come back to clean the body. Hopefully, none of the cats will find him.

You return to Elder Grey and sit down in front of her. "What can you tell me about bodies? Human bodies. I want to reanimate more than just cats and small corpses."

She cackles. "You need only practice. The spells are the same, it is a matter of knowing how to apply them. And you must have the will."

"I have incredible will!"

"You may, but you lack the understanding," she says. "I do not doubt that you will not give up, but one can have the will to bash their head against a rock all day and all they will get is a headache! Or end up dead." She cackles again as she strokes her cat. "You must know HOW to apply what you know to a greater form, you must understand how that form works and what you intend for it! Only then can you master it!"

"So, how? Practice?"

The old woman points in the corner of her room at a shovel. "Practice."

You pout. 'Digging is minion work.' You grab the shovel and head out to the graveyard.

>Roll 1d100 for the quality of corpses we dig up!

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>910356

Come on mysterious plague that left them untouched for some reason

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>910356

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>910356

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>910356

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>910356
>Rolls

>>910364
Wow.

I really hope that the rolls are for each grave...

>>910364

Whelp, looks like there aren't any corpses in these graves, must have been an avant-garde art installation

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>910356
>You leave him in all except his underwear.
While I know what it is you intended to say, this is still a hilarious image you've painted.

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>>910396
>You leave him in all except his underwear.

doops

>>910361

And so you dig. Thankfully, the graves are not very deep. You still work up quite a sweat; you NEVER had to do this much work in the wizard tower!

You think with each bit of dirt dug up, 'When I get a minion... He's going to be big... and strong... and handsome... and with bulging, rippling muscles... and able to do all of this... himself!'

The first coffin is mostly empty, only useless bones. You put them in a pile off to the side.

>>910363

The second coffin is much better. The body is rotten, but thankfully mostly in one piece. Missing a hand and an arm, but technically one piece.

>>910364

This coffin is dust! Useless! And you got your outfit dirty when you opened it up. Do you have any idea how hard it is to get corpse dust out of a decent villainous vixen outfit?

>>910367

The next coffin couldn't be better. The body is all in one piece, easily only recently dead. You wonder how he got here. Doesn't matter! More fodder for your use!

>>910378

The next one is useful as well. Only missing a leg! The rest is in good condition, at least as good as the second coffin you dug up.

When you are done, it is the early evening. You take stock of your findings as you impale the shovel into a mound of dirt.

>One hung man corpse
>One nearly-perfect corpse
>One aged corpse, missing arm and hand
>One aged corpse, missing leg
>Pile of bones

You drag the bodies inside and dust yourself off. You'll need another dip in the river after this! But first, time to work.

>Roll 1d100 to see how well our first day of experiments go!

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>910419

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>910419

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>910419

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>910419
Here goes!

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>910419

I say we use the one missing his arm and hand for spare parts

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>910419
>One aged corpse, missing arm and hand

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>910419

Dice gods, guide my roll!

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>>910426
>>910428

Early results are not promising. You're working with poor tools, in a poor setting, with hardly any experience or textbooks to help. At best, you're learning more about the human body, and at worst you're just slapping body parts together and hoping you get something workable.

>>910432
>>910434

Some success is beginning to be found the further you go, but you're not quite there yet. You have a workable body or two, but reanimating all of it at once is proving difficult. You try to do individual pieces, but without the whole to guide them, you're just wasting time. You move on.

>>910437
>>910438
>>910494

Patience yields to impatience and frustration mounts. You finally give up, sitting in a huff with your arms crossed.

'This isn't going to work,' you think as you hold up a twitching arm, its fingers grasping at nothing. Mechanically, it works -- but there is nothing guiding it, no will. 'I need a better teacher than an old blind woman.'

You head upstairs and sit back in front of her. "Do you know of any others? Witches, warlocks, necromancers? Other than you."

"These woods are home to many things!" she says weakly. "But... I know of one that you speak."

"Where is this person?"

"The southwest of the forest is a desolate place... barbarians roam there. Battlefields and great fields of corpses..." You lean in close, listening with rapt interest. "There, an old chapel... long dead, like the things the man within it resurrects. Go to him. He will show you more than what I can!"

"An old chapel... This necromancer will have what I need."

>Thank her and leave in the morning
>Kill her and take her cats
>Turn her cats against her and leave
>Continue working your experiments for now
>Other

>>910530
>Continue working your experiments for now

>>910530
>>Kill her and take her cats

>>910530
>>Continue working your experiments for now

Learning advanced stuff won't work if we don't even get the basics right

>>910530
>>Continue working your experiments for now
We should get the best bang for our buck.

>>910530
>>Continue working your experiments for now

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>>910539
>>910546
>>910547
>>910556

Alright. We'll stay and work for a while, and this will result in our first minion of our own creation.

Let's have some 1d100s to see how well he turns out!

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>910563

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>910563

Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>910563

Rollin

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>910563

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>910563

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>>910577

Hey hey, nice

>>910577

Damn anon, you are one lucky guy.

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>>910567
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>>910571
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>>910577

After another day of tireless work, refusing to give up despite a major setback at one point, you perservere and are rewarded with your very first minion!

He isn't pretty, he isn't symmetrical, but he is big, cobbled-together out of the best parts you had available (along with a few other things, like a box of rusty nails and a boot) and strong. When you feel the power infuse into his body, you open your eyes and become practically giddy with excitement as the figure lets out an earthy moan and sits up.

"Fantastic!" you cry, inspecting your work. He's a good foot taller than you are, and should serve nicely as dumb muscle. Perhaps as a side effect of your lack of knowledge, he cannot independently operate himself. You must command him to do everything he does, otherwise he will simply remain where he is or doing the last thing he was doing, whether it was following you, digging or simply standing.

"At least you won't wander off," you muse.

But with the experience you gained here, you feel that the next one will be even better.

>Spell Unlocked
>Greater Reanimate
You can now reanimate adult corpses and those of roughly adult size. Your power will allow you to maintain five corpses at a time, and they will follow extremely basic commands, but tend to be forgetful. There is no range to controlling them; they last until they are destroyed. It takes roughly ten to thirty minutes to reanimate a single corpse.

With this done, you finally have some decent protection. He will make a sufficient meatshield and battering ram.

Will you name him, or are you not the sentimental type?

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>>910627
Name him Mr Rodgers.

>>910627

We shall call him ... Boris

>>910645
Only if we give him a ushanka first.

>>910645

I like that.

Any backers?

No offense Mr. Rodgers, big fan

>>910647

But of course

>>910645
Agreed.

Sorry, Mr. Rodgers.

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>>910657
>>910650

Boris

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>>910645
>>910657
>>910647
>>910669

"Boris," you smile. "The first of many! This is the first step on my road to revenge... you will be the foundation upon which my ambitions will be built upon! I plan to avenge myself upon Mordrax and then -- who knows? Take over the kingdom? Rule my own empire? Become a new goddess of death? I know not! But for now I will focus on revenge, and when I look back on this moment, I will look back on it as when my quest TRULY began! What do you think of that, Boris?"

He stares at you, blankly.

"Good boy."

>Go west, to the necromancer
>Go north, follow the river upstream
>Go east, to the log mill
>Go south, back in the direction you originally came from
>Remain here for now
>Other

Current Inventory:

Strange Coin
Villainous Vixen Outfit
Peasant Clothing
Bucket
Rope
Shovel
Five Blank Parchments
Some apples
Some mushrooms
Box of nails
Single copper ring
Spare bones

Current Minions:
1 Mindless Stitched Corpse (Boris)

>>910681
>>Go west, to the necromancer
It is time to learn from a master.

>>910681
>>Go west, to the necromancer

>>910681
Experiment with the coin, see what it does.

>>910691

Backers?

>>910696
>>910691
I guess we can do that on the way of us heading west.

>>910681
>Go east, to the log mill

Let's do our brief teacher a favor and take care of that family

>>910681
>>Go west, to the necromancer

>>910691
Sure, might as well.

Should we also consider making a brassiere out of the unused skulls we have?

>>910681
>Other
Northeast

>>910721
This is such an incredibly tacky idea I can't say no to it.

>>910681
are we just not doing the thing with the kid? go back to that with the fleshy guy and we'll freak the fuck out of the family

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>>910721
>>910726
Sort of like this?

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I'm going to hit bed! I have work in the morning. Stick around in this thread or look for an announcment in the general; I may be able to update at times like lunch tomorrow.

Hope you guys are liking this so far! We've taken our first step on the road to revenge. There's plenty more to come: more monsters, more undead, future sexy hijinks and more if all goes as planned!

Catch you later.

I hope you don't mind the Liliana artwork; there's just a lot of it so it's useful

Anyway, let me know how you're liking it and what you'd like to see when I get back tomorrow.

>>910743

That's what I am voting for, might as well tie up the loose end before moving on

We should deal with the children and then go to the necromancer

>>910103
>For instance, if there was no limit on reanimation, we could easily have a jar full of undead fire ants as a weapon.

At an hour per Resurrection no we couldnt.

>If Prestidigitation extended to smell and taste, we could use it to poison people.

Not even. That spell doesnt work like that in any medium


>If Minor Illusion could be used to project the image of a contiguous area of blackness, that would be a massive boon in combat.

only slightly smart thing u said

>>910768
This. We need to get rid of the brats and take the stud-muffin and beautiful daughter as apprentices.
Assuming we had learned thralldom like a proper seductive vixen
However, since that's not the case, perhaps we could seduce the brats and then have boris break their necks while they're 'preoccupied'

>>910749

VJ What time zone you in? Im guessing U.s? This´ll be hard for me to catch, even so it seems very promising

>>910749
hope you return soon like too play more

>>911445

Eastern Time Zone New York.

>Lunch update!

After taking a night to rest, you wake up and head out with Boris. You take time to wash yourself off in the river, you and Boris both head south along the river's edge towards the lumber mill. From a safe distance, you spend some time observing the family and noting their daily morning routine. They are a happy and productive family, each with their own set of chores that they accomplish in a swift and regimented order. From cooking, to cleaning, to tending to the small number of animals they have at the farm, they all do their part, even the small children.

You'll also notice someone who does not resemble the family, perhaps a hired hand or a family friend? He also participates in doing the morning chores. Whereas their hair is a sandy blonde his is a dark brown.

You also notice the patriarch speaking to his brother quite often. You are now very certain that the bearded one is the father. You cannot tell what exactly they are speaking about, but they are certainly worried about something due to the look on their faces. You cannot be certain if it is you they are worried about, as they have not seen you, but it is always possible that news of you and your escape into these woods may have reached them in the time that you were gone.

>approach the family in disguise
>approach a specific member of the family in disguise
>attempt to lure someone out into the woods or wait for an opportunity to do so
>observe the family more for the time being and see what you see
>write-in

>>911101
>At an hour per Resurrection no we couldnt.
We need to check on this. since we learned the new spells it should be shorter now.

>>910627
>It takes roughly ten to thirty minutes to reanimate a single corpse.

>>911582
>>approach a specific member of the family in disguise
Daughter

>>911582
>>approach the family in disguise

hide boris useing minor illusion and have him stand still

>>911582
How old do the bearded man and the shaved one look? You said we were unsure which was the father, maybe neither is.

Also do we need to tell our minions orally what to do or do we mind-control them?

Going home right now, I'm joining the party!

>>911582
>>911597
Sure, backing.

>>911597
dont Think that a good ide thy might be looking for her then it will be anoying too getawy from them

>>911597
>>911611

After commanding Boris to remain still on the ground and using a minor illusion to turn him into a bush, you then don your disguise as a simple woman, which consists of the simple and dirty clothing you took from the corpses along with your Cosmetics spell to make yourself appear slightly more plain. Your hair is made a lighter shade and you change your eyes; even if they have heard of the runaway sorceress, they will not be able to tell your true identity.

You pick your target: the daughter. She is a lovely young woman, clearly recently bloomed into adulthood, with a simple yet pretty face. Attractive, in that country way; she certainly couldn't hold a candle to the women at court but you don't really care about that right now. What is important is that you don't appear to be too beautiful, in order to make yourself more relatable to her and thus more easily trusted.

You notice her carrying a load of laundry out to the river in a basket. After checking to ensure that Boris is in a location that no one will accidentally stumble upon, you wait for the right moment and approach her as she works.

"Excuse me," you say to her, attempting as best you can to hide your Noble Highborn accent.

She looks up, surprised. "Who are you?"

"My name is..."

>Sally
>Jennifer
>Mary
>I can't remember! Anything!
>write-in

>>911643
>Mary
we are fleeing troble from our villige (be vague) and seem to be very lost

>>911643
>>Mary

>>911643
>Livia
May as well use that name we didn't use.

>>911643
>Jack (short for jacqueline)

>>911658
>>911661

"...is Mary."

Her face seems to light up and she smiles. "Your name is Mary? My name is Merriam, but everyone just calls me Mary!"

'What luck,' you think. 'Of all the names I could have gone with, I chose the one she identifies with!'

"What are you doing here alone?" Merriam asks.

You put on your best sad face. "My home, it's... gone. Attacked! I... I think I may be alone, the only one..."

"Oh, no," she whispers, moving in to hold your hands. "Who was it? Those terrible goblins? The barbarians? It wasn't the dragon, was it?"

'Hmmm... There's quite a bit going on in this forest, it seems. More neighbors than I would have guessed.'

>I don't want to think of it! Please, I need help.
>Goblins
>Barbarians
>The Dragon!
>Other

>>911678
>>I don't want to think of it! Please, I need help.

>>911678
>>I don't want to think of it! Please, I need help.

ask what is going on and if it safe´here