>>1212747
>Any tips you can give me before I go to my death?

>>1212747
>”Help me…”

>>1212747
>>”Any tips you can give me before I go to my death?”

>>1212747
>>”Uhm… can you point me where?”

>>1212747
>”I don’t know how you can live with yourself leaving a poor girl like me to this deathtrap!”

>>1212747
>”Any tips you can give me before I go to my death?”

>>1212755
>>1212762
>>1212853
Fourth'd

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You get off the carriage with a sad puppy expression on your face you tried to guilt trip the hooded man.

“Help me…”

The man starts touching his big moustache then points into what it seems an infinite forest.

“Go straight you will the dungeon that way. It’s a brief walk.” he told you before you asked.

“That’s all the help you can give me? Any tips before I go directly to my death? Or… you know… some real help?”

“A painful dead is ill-advised, if you’re sure that you’re going to die, make it quick.”

“So I’m screwed…”

“Well, since ladies don’t play fair I say you take some dirt and put it in your pocket. You don’t know when it could be handy.”

“…”

“If you’re not interested in that you can still use your sword.”

“It’s a dagger.”

You made the man laugh.

“C’mon lady, I can’t leave if you don’t get inside the dungeon”

“Wait, that’s everything!? You aren’t going to help me?! I don’t know how you can live with yourself leaving a poor girl like me into this deathtrap!”

“What can I say? I enjoy my job. Now move.” He grins showing his silver teethes. You wonder if they cost something… He’s an asshole. You’re screwed.

You look deep into the forest where he pointed at early; you only see a black void and no clear path to your objective...

What do you do?

>Straight is straight, right? You’ll find the dungeon eventually if you go through it.
>Explore the place; you don’t even know where you are.
>Threaten the Hooded man with your dagger.
>Attack the Hooded man with your dagger.
>Write In.

Item List:

Rations x 2
Small Dagger [Equipped]
Cannon Folder Clothes [Equipped]

(I fucked up before, sorry.)

>>1212879
>Straight is straight, right? You’ll find the dungeon eventually if you go through it.
Let's get on with it.

>(I fucked up before, sorry.)
No, we will forever remember this. FOREVER

>>1212879
>Straight is straight, right? You’ll find the dungeon eventually if you go through it.

>>1212879
>>>Straight is straight, right? You’ll find the dungeon eventually if you go through it.

>>1212879
>Explore the place; you don’t even know where you are.
Maybe we'll find something useful
Like the corpse of a previous "hero". Then we'll at least know what kind of horrible death we're looking forward to.

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You start going straight while looking at your surroundings to see if you’re lucky and find some loot.

“Girl, stop wasting my time, the path is straight.” Silver teeth say.

“Hey, I’m the one risking my life now! I’ll take as much time as I need.”

He sighs.

There wasn’t much too see, so you go through the forest. It’s quiet… unnerving quiet. As you go through you see more and more bloodstains everywhere, on the trees, on the bushes, on the floor…

Eventually you found a corpse… it’s old since its pure bones… Well, it seems it’s missing some limbs and its valuable equipment., unless you think broken clothes and a sword sheath is valuable… You gulp.

You keep going forward as cautiously as possibly, you don’t want to make any sound. A ray of light indicates the end of this small portion of the forest; you hide behind a bush and peek. You see a nervous man biting his nails in front of what you assume is the main entrance of the dungeon, he has a scimitar like weapon… He seems to have set camp as you see a tent close by with a spot where he made a bonfire.

What do you do?

>Ignore the nervous man and get inside the dungeon as quickly as possible!
>Ask the man to identify himself from his position.
>Ambush the man.
>Introduce yourself as cordially as possible.
>Write In.

>>1212889

[Loud sweating]

>>1212992
>Ask the man to identify himself from his position.

>>1212992
>Ask him to identify himself
Also, canon folder clothes? That doesn't sound too good.

>>1212992
>Ask the man to identify himself from his position.

Just a heads up before I go to sleep:

We've already had the power of SWOLE and MAGIC in the previous quests. So I propose in this one we strive for either GUILE or FINESSE.

>>1212992
>>Ambush the man.

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“Identify yourself!” You exclaim while hidden.

“Agh!” He almost jumps! He got scared! “What the hell? Who’s there?”

“I asked first!”

“Are you a girl? Or is our government so desperate that they are sending kids?”

“Don’t make me ask again!”

“Alright! Alright… Used to be an extraordinaire Gambler… now an extraordinaire debtor! I’m Helmaer. Now who’s there? Are you with the government? If so I swear I’ll get inside in a day or two… I just need more time to assess the situation!”

As you hear his plea you don’t identify any lie coming from him… but also no confidence, he’s no different from you in that aspect. You start moving closer to him in a good position for an ambush attack!

“H-hey, c’mon! Now it’s your turn to talk! Who are ya?”

>”Yes, I’m an official from the government to attest if our recruits went inside the dungeon!”
>”Sorry, for scaring you! I’m Nora, I’m both of us are in the same ordeal! Want to make a team?”
>”Not of your business! Now get inside before I make you!”
>Ambush! Take his stuff! The weak should fear the strong
>Stay silent.
>Write In.

>>1213010

Yeah, because its cannon fodder clothes!

>>1213021

Sleep Tight.

>>1213079
That STILL doesn't reasure me

>”Sorry, for scaring you! I’m Nora, I’m both of us are in the same ordeal! Want to make a team?”

>>1213079
>>”Sorry, for scaring you! I’m Nora, I’m both of us are in the same ordeal! Want to make a team?”

>>1213079
>”Sorry, for scaring you! I’m Nora, I’m both of us are in the same ordeal! Want to make a team?”

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You go out of the bush with both hands in the air.

“Sorry for scaring you! I’m Nora! Both of us are in the same ordeal! Want to make a team?” You tried to sound as friendly as possible.

He scans you with his eyes from to top to bottom. He gives a hearty sigh of relief, when you get near him get punches you on the head, you know he didn’t use all his strength but still hurt.

“Don’t do that again you malicious child!” he’s almost laughing.

“I already said “I’m sorry!”” You hold your knuckle head.

“Maybe it will knock some sense into ya. Nora, girl… you said we’re in the same ordeal, but how? You’re just a child; you can’t have the same level of debt as I do… Tell me what really happened.”

You give him a summarize version of your story.

“Our government IS desperate. That’s now how debt used to work…”

“So what do you say? Are we a team or not?”

“…Nora, I’m going to be pretty honest. I already tried to defeat the monster inside this dungeon and it’s impossible.”

“W-what?”

“I have been trying to deal with this for like… weeks … I waited for… 5 or 6 other “adventurers” to sneak inside and everyone got their asses handed to them by the beast inside, if the traps didn’t kill them before it… I was the only one who got out… this happened like 2 days ago.”

“So are we screwed?”

“Pretty much.”

“What’s the monster like?”

“It’s like a big fat rat… no wait that perfectly describes it. Problem is he’s bringing a horde of mouse-like creatures closer and closer to the town.”

“And what were you doing? Just living outside?”

“Grinding my way up… All I got is this dumb scimitar… way better than those pesky daggers the government gave us.” You hold yours in your hand.

Well, he gave you way too much information of the situation.

What do you do?

>”Time to defy logic and get inside! It’s just a big dumb rat.”
>”You sound useless, I’ll get inside myself.”
>”Let’s do your plan again and wait for more debtors.”
>”What if we leave this place forever? Maybe we could get a boat and go somewhere else…”
>Write In.

>>1213226
>”What if we leave this place forever? Maybe we could get a boat and go somewhere else…”

>>1213226
>”What if we leave this place forever? Maybe we could get a boat and go somewhere else…”

>>1213226
>”Time to defy logic and get inside! It’s just a big dumb rat.”

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“So what do you have in mind? What we can do?”

“As a gambler I decided to take one last risk… but as a debtor, I don’t like my chances.” He says while looking at his blade with doubt in his eyes.

“We don’t have to do this…”

“Excuse me? How do you plan for the government to ignore our debt?”

“By not dealing with the government.”

“What? You want a coup d’etat?”

“No, you nitwit, let’s get out of here!”

“Where?!”

“I don’t know! AWAY! To a place where we don’t have a debt! Not in this Island! Remember there must be some other places to live! This place wasn’t known for its high altitude and somehow it survived the Great Flood! Betheros is big world” That’s the one history lesson you paid attention.

“For you it’s a—“

You hear a loud roar from inside the dungeon.

“That’s the rat!” Helmaer gets away from the entrance. “He’s coming our way!”

“Will you follow me or not?”

“Ugh… I-I… Damn girl, sounds better than dealing with this monster! I wonder what is he going out for?!”

What do you do?

>Let’s go back to Town to your home, maybe you and Gretchen could plan an escape plan!
>Let’s go back to Town to the harbor, you will steal a boat!
>Seems like the rat has lived there for a long time, if it’s going out it will be blind for a while and, best of all, will be in disadvantage! Let’s stay and Fight!
>Let’s go deep into the forest until you find the coast, its best if you’re not seen by anyone…
>Write In.

>>1213383
> Hey, Helmaer, do you have anything to start a fire with? You've been here for a while, right? So you must've had a campfire or something.
> If you do we can try to set the rat on fire once it gets out here and the sun blinds it.
> If not, let’s go back to Town to the harbor, you will steal a boat!

>>1213407
I like this anon's plan, but isn't there any kind of advantageous position we can get to before the rat comes out?
Perhaps somewhere elevated from which it would be easy to attack but difficult for the rat to readily strike back?
Not something that might trap us though (like climbing a tree), we have to be able to flee.

>>1212747
>a 17 years old orphan girl
fuck you

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“Wait if it’s going out…” You are coming up with a plan. “Hey Helmaer, do you have anything to start a fire with? You've been here for a while, right? So you must've had a campfire or something.”

“You want to set it on fire? Smart girl” he takes a flint and a piece of steel and lights a torch he had near the tent. “You can’t get into a dungeon without one of these beauties.”

“You’re weirdly enthusiastic about torches…”

“It’s not the torch but the fire…”

“That doesn’t make it better.” You received the torch.

The rat is getting closer and closer.

“It’s almost here! I’ll get over the dungeon entrance so I can have the high ground you—“ You look around and can’t spot Helmaer anymore.

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>>1214117

At this point the rat sounds so close you got over the dungeon main entrance doorframe. The Big Fat Rat goes out running; it’s in pain and is leaving a blood trail behind. Why is it wounded? Doesn’t matter! You take your shot and throw the torch at it. It starts burning, his magnificent fur is slowly turning into ashes, the poor animal is in pain, disoriented and blind…

The big mammal squeals in pain, taking a closer look to it, it looks like a fusion between a mouse and a mole, with big teethes and enormous claws. In an act of desperation, the poor animal starts digging a hole… maybe its own grave... Then with the dirt it is throwing it’s trying to extinguish the fire on his back. You need to stop! Maybe… You’re not sure, would be a good idea leaving your safe position for a flying stabbing attack or you will let nature run its course? You’re not even sure if you can make the jump… but what if the monster survives? This is your only shot.

What do you do?

>Flying Stab attack! You’ll cool!
>Get off the big doorframe and mercy-kill it; you don’t need to put yourself in unnecessary danger.
>No, you’re safe here even if he survives. Rats can’t climb stuff! Right?
>Write In.

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Last Reply of the day. Will continue tomorrow.


>>1213820

fite me.

>>1214136
>>Get off the big doorframe and mercy-kill it; you don’t need to put yourself in unnecessary danger.

>>1214136
>>Get off the big doorframe and mercy-kill it; you don’t need to put yourself in unnecessary danger.
Shit man, now I feel bad about bringing up the fire idea ;_; I guess this makes sense though. Maybe this 'monster' wasn't so bad as all that, but the government on the island is greedy and wants the space where it's living, since apparently there's not a lot of land available.

>>1214136
While mercy killing it may seem like the humane thing to do, we're still an inexperienced 17 year old frail chick and the thing we're trying to do in is a giant rodent that's likely both desperate and pissed off.

I think we should get to a safe distance and observe what transpires. We should try not to make noise, though the rat is probably making a ruckus and blind as it is will hopefully not notice us (or even if it does, be too busy extinguishing itself).

>>1214185
Eh, it's just an animal. Consider this a hunt. I wonder if burnt giant rodent would taste anything like a boar.

>>1214136
>>No, you’re safe here even if he survives. Rats can’t climb stuff! Right?

Poor Big Fat Rat

>>1214953
A P.B.F.R, huh? Must be a cousin of the R.O.U.S.

>>1214136
>Get off the big doorframe and mercy-kill it; you don’t need to put yourself in unnecessary danger.

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The screeches of pain echo in your head while you slowly get off the big doorframe, you think it’s better to mercy-killed even though a part of you thinks this is unnecessarily dangerous…

You slowly get near the poor fur ball on fire while feeling your body trembling, you hold your dagger with both hands and stab the creature right where you think its heart is, the monster screams as loudly as it could and drops dead right in front of your eyes. You moved away from it while the flames consume some of its skin until the fire extinguish.

Examining its body gave you some possible clues of what happened to it, you see a deep wound near its stomach where most of his blood loss came from, you are not sure, but it seems it was done by a sharp weapon, a sword perhaps.

Rest in peace, you big dumb rat.

…

What do you do?

>Examine the Dungeon for more clues about what happened to the rat and maybe find some loot!
>A job well done and no more debt! Congratulations! Now let’s go back home.
>Where did Helmaer go? Let’s go find him!
>Write In.

>>1216264
>>Examine the Dungeon for more clues about what happened to the rat and maybe find some loot!

>>1216264
I'd love to go back and gloat, but first we need some evidence that we did, in fact, slay the monster (which we honestly managed, even if it was already wounded).
What can we take from it that we could bring back with us and have it more or less unfailingly identified as belonging to the monster?

Not the heart we just stabbed, it could be from any kind of creature. Maybe one of its huge ears?

>Examine the Dungeon for more clues about what happened to the rat and maybe find some loot!

>>1216301
That, the whole head maybe. It's a rat, so maybe it's tail or teeth?

>>1216310
I thought of the head, but I think it'd be too big to carry or even just cut off before the fire gets too dangerouns.
Knocking out some fangs might be doable though.

>>1216264
>Examine the Dungeon for more clues about what happened to the rat and maybe find some loot!
and get a proof of kill

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Well you need some kind of proof if you want people to believe you defeated this magnificent beast. You swing your dagger and cut his tail! You thought his tail would be the less gross and most easy part to take from it.

Curious about what happened to it and whatever is inside the dungeon, you decided to enter the mysterious place with the torch you previously used to burn the rat. Inside looks more like a cave than it does look like an underground construction, well if you ignore the ceiling is manmade, so you don’t have a clear idea of what was going on in this place before the rat got here.

As you go deeper and deeper, you start seeing more and more activated traps like spiked floor and arrows deathtraps, and corpses, most of them already rotten or just bare bones. Quite disgusting really and with most valuable stuff (like weapons) missing you didn’t think it was worth examining at.

You hear a person… the sound is like a fading grunt… Slow, heavy and grueling… it’s weak; whoever that is he’s probably wounded and most likely giving his last breaths. At this point you find quite dangerous to proceed, the bodies have disappeared completely and the place is quite clean… meaning that possible traps are ahead.

What do you do?

>Proceed! Someone is in danger!
>Retreat! There is no possible gain from this situation! And Traps are no good!
>Talk to whoever is wounded to see if they respond.
>Write In.

+Torch
+Big Rat Tail.

>>1216466
>Talk to whoever is wounded to see if they respond.
>Ask how to bypass the traps to get to them

>>1216466

>Talk to whoever is wounded to see if they respond.

>>1216466
>Talk to whoever is wounded to see if they respond.

>>1216466
>Proceed! Someone is in danger!

>>1216466
>Proceed! Someone is in danger!

>>1216466
>>Retreat! There is no possible gain from this situation! And Traps are no good!

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You ask if someone is in there.

“Aaah…” grunt sounds louder, you can hear something moving.

“Are you wounded?”

“…aah” You just hear heavy breathing.

“Is there a way to bypass the traps?”

“...no …traps …anym—” you hear cough while spilling something from the mouth, you think its blood. You can only hear him slowly breathing…

If you go by what he’s saying, there are no traps ahead. But, any wounded man who is desperate enough would lie to get saved… right? Doubts cloud your mind while you slowly move ahead anyway… there is still time to reconsider…

What do you do?

>He’s dead yo. Why bother? Let’s go back to town.
>Take the risk! Heroes not only defeat monsters but save people too!
>Write In.

>>1216530
> Take the risk! He weak and clearly almost dead which means a easy kill amd free loot!

>>1216530
>Take the risk! Heroes not only defeat monsters but save people too!
Throw a rock or something where you have to walk to check if anything activates.

>>1216530
>Take the risk!

>>1216530
>no traps anymore

Sounds like a trap. Nope out of there.

>>1216530
>>He’s dead yo. Why bother? Let’s go back to town.

>>1216530
>Take the risk! Heroes not only defeat monsters but save people too!

>>1216530
>Take the risk! Heroes not only defeat monsters but save people too!

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You can’t get “too cautious” in situations like this, you pick a rock and throw it so see if it activates any type of trap, fortunately nothing seems to activate.

The grunts start to slowly fade, you move forward to the rescue of this unknown man… You enter a somewhat massive room, it’s pretty nasty looking with stains of blood near the center on the floor… it looks like the place the rat was living, in other words, the boss room!

You look at your surroundings and spot the source of the grunting, a man in very rough shape…

“Are you okay?” dumb question, but worth asking.

“it’s… over... for… me.” Good to know you risking your life was in vain.

“No, no, no… you just—“ You look at his body, there is no way he’s going to make it, he has bleed way too much. “uhm… don’t stop talking…”

“Is… the… rat… dead?”

“Yeah…” You take out the Big Rat Tail.

“Good…” He coughs.

“Is there anything I can do for you?”

“A kiss… would be great…” You stay still. “It… was a joke… ha…” a soft smile appears in his face.

“What’s your name mister?”

“Francis…” He winks. “Pretty girl, I do… have… a serious favor to ask…”

“W-what is it?”

“Kill… that motherfucker gambler…”

“Helmaer?”

“Yeah… scum with no… honor”

He kind of looked somewhat scummy… but to warrant death? What did he do?

What do you do?

>”Promised! Mr. Francis you will be avenged!”
>”Is there anything not related to murder that you want me to do?”
>”I’m not into that sir. I’m just a rat killer.”
>”Why?”
>Write In.

>>1216654
>”Promised! Mr. Francis you will be avenged!”

>>1216654
Kiss him

>>1216654
Do ask why.
If by the time he's answered he's still alive, a kiss on the cheek can certainly be granted to a dying warrior.
In fact do it even if he's already dead.

>>1216654
>”Why?”
Kiss that beard!

>>1216654
Well let's see he's a gambler, pyromaniac and reacted oddly when you asked about teaning up. Pretty sketchy!

Give the poor dying guy a kiss.

>>1216654
>>”Why?”

>>1216654
>”Why?”

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“Why?”

“Because he got the guts to betray us after as men we swear together to have each others back when we faced the beast!” His blood is boiling! He’s so pissed he didn’t even cough! “Coward, if he only stayed we could have defeated that oversized rat with not as much casualties! He only had to held the doo—” He coughs.

“When did all happen?”

“A few hours ago… those 2 debtors, me and my men, my comrades, my brothers, all dead… because of one coward… thanks for hearing this wounded warrior’s last words... and… thank you… for the… good news…” He’s slowing down all of the sudden… He closes his eyes… he’s still breathing …This is it.

“You did a good job…” You kiss the dying warrior in the cheek. He softly smiles once again, and with the last portion of his strength he lifts his hand and touches your face…

“thank y—“ He completely stops moving, dropping his hand on the floor… Rest in Peace Francis…

Sadly in a way, you never did promise revenge for him… You’ll have to take the decision yourself.

You inspect the rest of the room; you found the body of the buddies of Francis since they are the only two corpses with armor on around here. One of them caught your attention, it seems to have the sheath for a scimitar on his waist… damn it Helmaer. The only thing of value in here is Francis’ sword that even in his final moments he hold dear in his hands…

What do you do?

>You came here to loot, take Francis’ sword and go home!
>Look at Francis’ body and promise revenge, then leave.
>Leave.
>Write In.

>>1216845
> Take up the mantle of the knight weild his sword and armor and swear vengeance for his early death. KILL THE HERITIC DEUS VULT!

>>1216845
>You came here to loot, take Francis’ sword and go home!

>>1216845
>>You came here to loot, take Francis’ sword and go home!
Don’t forget the tail when leaving!

>>1216845
>>1216852
What this anon says. Take the sword and use it to avenge him.

>>1216845
>Sadly never promised
Nah, that's actually for the best. We're not - THE LAW (how's that for a Judge Dredd impression?) and the name of the quest is from Pleb to Hero, not from Pleb to Punisher.

Heroes seek justice, not vengeance.
Perhaps we can report Helmaer to the competent authorities for his betrayal (we live in a country that's not shy of sending 17 years old girls to slay monster, I don't think they'll be too fond of someone who shirked their duty).
Although, we should also consider that Francis' account could be from a skewed perspective. It's possible Helmaer may actually have been in no condition to make any difference by staying other than getting himself killed, we don't know.
We do know he's a liar though and that we can't trust him since he said nothing of actually going into the dungeon shortly before we showed up.

Anyway, for the time being, let's take the sword and go home.

>>1216905
VENGEANCE KILL THE HERITIC PURGE THE MUTANT BURN THE UNCLEAN

>>1216845
He'd want you to live. Take his sword. I wouldn't put it past Helmaer to try and take the rat tail off you and claim the reward.

Also, vengeance!

>>1216941
>>1216987
I know this is medieval and there aren't any forensics and shit, but you guys do realize that just cause or not this is murder that's being suggested here, right?
Odds are no one would connect us to a corpse in the woods, but if they do, "he chickened out getting his party killed" is unlikely to make the town guard go "Oh, okay then, we'll take your word for it".

>>1216845
> Take the sword
> Promise to avenge his death, though that doesn't necessarily need to be with another death.

>>1217007
I think we could roll that diplo check

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You tried to take the sword out of the hands of Francis… but his firm grasp doesn’t let you release it from him!

“C’mon Francis! I can’t promise to murder!”

He’s dead! He isn’t supposed to do this!

“I’ll promise I’ll tell the authorities about what Helmaer did! Justice will be served!”

Does not respond.

“I’ll probably punch him in the gut!”

Suddenly there is no more resistance and you trip and fall flat on your ass.

“My butt… He’s really mad at Helmaer…” I guess you’re kind of in this with the sword in your possession.

“I’ll need more than a sword for mild vengeance, you know!” You yell at the ceiling

You tried to take his armor off, but it’s too heavy to even lift, let alone wear… maybe you need to learn how to use it first! Can’t be too difficult…

You leave the dungeon after all… the sunlight is fading… its minutes away from sunset. Everything out here seems the same. The small tent is there, the Big Rat is still there … You wonder if it’s going to bring some kind of predators eventually…

What are you going to do now?

>Take the tent and search for a safe spot! You don’t think you are going to be able to make it to the town during the night!
>Let’s go home! It’s a long trip so time to start now than later! Besides this place is dangerous.
>Search for Halmaer, you need some answers!
>Write In.

Item List:
Knight’s Sword [Equipped]
Cannon Fodder Clothes [Equipped]
Rations x 2
Torch
Small Dagger
Big Rat Tail

>>1217029
>>Search for Halmaer, you need some answers!

>>1217029
>>Search for Halmaer, you need some answers!

>>1217029
>Search for Halmaer, you need some answers!
We're on a quest for JUSTICE.

>>1217029
>Take the tent and search for a safe spot!

>>1217029
> Live in the dungeon train to wear the armor and be best knight

>>1217029
>“I’ll promise I’ll tell the authorities about what Helmaer did! Justice will be served!”
>Does not respond.
>“I’ll probably punch him in the gut!”

I like this plan of action.

For present time, are we able to light the torch? If we are, I think we should head to town. I'm not so worried about wild animals but I don't trust to go to sleep where Helmaer might find us, see our new sword and realize we may know things he'd rather we don't.

For the same reason though, I would suggest lighting the torch only if necessary, in order to not give our position away.
For all we know the fucker may have sleeping darts.

>>1217029

Take the tent and search for a safe spot! You don’t think you are going to be able to make it to the town during the night!

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You made a promise! Time to find Helmaer!... You wonder if it’s a good idea, maybe taking the tent is better and… No! Justice will be served… But what are you going to do if you find him? You can’t beat him in a 1v1, right? Maybe you should train in the dungeon and… NO! This is personal!... Kind of… You took the tent anyway, just in case…

You search around for clues! Nothing seems to stand out… weird. You decided to search inside the tent, to sadly there isn’t anything inside. For all you know he just vanished in plain sight.

If there is one thing you know for sure about him is that he’s a debtor in the same circumstances as you. That means he only knows one way out of here, the same way you found the dungeon. You try to divert a little from the straight walk in the woods you made, so maybe, just maybe, you could have the upper hand if you find him.

Eventually you reach the point the hooded man left you at the start of this adventure. Nothing… You start walking down the path to your town.

Night falls, and everything is looking dark but still visible, the road seems infinite in your eyes. You’re not tired but you’re getting worried about the possible dangers that could be in the way… Wait a minute! You spot fire! You sneak inside some bushes and assess the situation.

It’s Halmaer! He’s near a river and set camp! What a bastard! He seems to be enjoying making the fire bigger while cooking some fish! Weird folk.

What do you do?

>Ambush Halmaer and strain him! The surprise factor is important.
>Be friendly with him and ask him for an explanation.
>Ask for explanation as coldly as you can be. He’s a suspect of treason!... He’s not a suspect, he betrayed you before!
>Ask Halmaer to identify himself from his position.
>Write In.

+Tent

>>1217161
> sneak up behind him and stab him through the chest!

>>1217161
>>Ambush Halmaer and strain him! The surprise factor is important.

>>1217161
>Ambush Halmaer and strain him! The surprise factor is important.

>>1217161
>Ambush Halmaer and strain him! The surprise factor is important.
For JUSTICE.

>>1217161


>Ambush Halmaer and strain him! The surprise factor is important.

>>1217161
>"Are you one of those weirdos who's really into lighting things on fire?"

>>1217161
By strain do you mean restrain?

I think we should wait for him to finish eating and go to sleep. Should make things much easier for us.
He may be a coward but he's bigger and stronger than we are, and though we may have a sword our objective isn't to up and slaughter him.

We packed a tent, is there any part of it we could use to restrain him? Like some rope?

"Is there anyone in those bushes?" He says while staring at the fire. "I'm friendly, please come out." you didn't think he could be this sharp.

“Are you one of those weirdos who’s really into lighting things on fire?”

"What?" Helmaer turns around and you ambush him with a solid elbow to the face! He drops unconscious almost immediately! Nice shot!

You take your “tent” out and you tried to tie him up with it since there is a rope within it, surprisingly he was faking being unconsciousness and trips you to the floor with low kick to your legs. He then gets on you and holds your arms with his hands even though you’re resisting!

“What’s wrong with you?! I thought you were dead and now you attack me?! Somewhat unrelated but you really think you can take me down while being a fragile wimpy little girl?!” He says while bleeding from the nose.

“I took down the Big Fat Rat, I’m sure I can take down a little one too!” You kick him in the gut. Then you move away from him, only the fire separates you two. He’s holding his gut.

“Next time to attack with your dumb dagger” He spots your Knight’s sword. “What the hell is that?”

“It’s Francis’ Sword!” You take it out.

“… Doesn’t ring any bells.” You look at him with the intention of fighting. “Calm down, Nora! Calm down! Let’s discuss this in a civilized manner.” He throws his scimitar away. “C’mon do the same.”

“What are you doing?”

“Gambling, hehe… Now be a good girl and follow my lead. I’ll explain myself, just… no more violence, okay?”

What are you going to do?!

>”Bad bet, only Idiots drop their weapons! Now get your hands up, get in your knees and start talking!”
>Drop away your Knight’s Sword.
>Stab him.
>Write In.

>>1217281

Yes, my bad, it was “restrain”. I didn’t double check that post. Hell, I think I got Helmaer’s name wrong once every post.

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>>1217322

Forgot the pic.

>>1217322
"What would you consider 'winning' this gamble to be, huh? Us talking this out, or you tricking me into dropping my sword and then beating me up?"

>>1217322
>>”Bad bet, only Idiots drop their weapons! Now get your hands up, get in your knees and start talking!”

>>1217322
>you really think you can take me down while being a fragile wimpy little girl?!
There's our reality check everybody.

I say we keep the sword, maintain our distance and hear what he has to say for himself, nothing sincere though in all likelihood since he's already denied knowing Francis.
I wonder if there's any way we can trick him into revealing more than he would like.

>>1217322
>Hit him with the Big Rat's tail
>”Bad bet, only Idiots drop their weapons! Now get your hands up, get in your knees and start talking!”

>>1217322
>>”Bad bet, only Idiots drop their weapons! Now get your hands up, get in your knees and start talking!”

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“What would you consider “Winning” this gamble to be, huh? Us talking this out, or you tricking me into dropping my sword and then beating me up?”

“Calm down! You’re overthinking it! Women are so melodramatic…”

“Bad bet, pal. Only idiots drop their weapons! Now get your hands up, get in your knees and start talking.”

“Only if you drop—“ You slap him with the Big Rat Tail in the face, like some kind of whip. “The heck is that?!”

“C’mon start talking about it.”

“About what?”

“It!”

“I’m not—“ You bitch slap him again with the tail. “Damn, okay, okay, I’ll talk. Just stop that.”

“Okay, I ran away when I saw the monster! I admit! I did everything I needed to do to survive! Even sacrificing your life! You never saw what I saw… you kind of did now, but before you have no idea what kind of monster that rat was. I saw it decimate the others debtors of my group days ago.”

You keep staring at him.

“I don’t know what you want me to say? Sorry? Is that it? Well I’m sorry for what I did to ya!”

You remain silent.

“C’mon, you had a 1000 gold pieces idea of leaving this pesky land of idiots to new horizons! At that point you can’t blame for ditching you out since you suggest idea! I thought you were a clever girl! And you’re still are… But that doesn’t matter now, you against all odds defeated the rat, we can go back together and pay our debt. What do you say? Buddies again? I’m just a bit of a scary cat in those kinds of situations; you cannot expect anyone to act rational while their lives are in stake! I’ll make up for it! I promise! I would never break a promise!”

What do you do?

>Naively accept Helmaer’s proposition.
>Refuse Helmaer’s proposition and leave peacefully.
>”That’s not what I wanted to hear. You’re still hiding something.”
>Write In.

>>1217566
I think "Whipped his face into confessing" is close enough to “I’ll probably punch him in the gut!”
We can consider that part of our oath satisfied. Now there's the "I’ll tell the authorities about what Helmaer did!"
We don't really need to capture him for that, so I'd say we can just leave him and continue on our way to town.

Of course we refuse his offer. I suggest we depart with something along the lines of "I don't need to leave anymore and I'm certainly not going anywhere with someone as untrustworthy as you. Good bye."

>>1217566
>”That’s not what I wanted to hear. You’re still hiding something.”

>>1217566
>”That’s not what I wanted to hear. You’re still hiding something.”
>"Francis said you guys attacked the Rat earlier today."

>>1217566
"How'd you get that scimitar, Halmaer?"

>>1217566
>days? Try hours scumbag

>>1217566
>>”That’s not what I wanted to hear. You’re still hiding something.”

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“Your group died days ago? Try hours scumbag.”

“Woah woah woah, what do you mean?” His expression completely change, he looks concerned.

“I mean: I know you’re still hiding something.”

“I’m not hiding anything; c’mon you’re wasting your time with this nonsense… ”

“Francis said you guys attacked the rat earlier today.”

“I never heard that name before you keep spewing it like a parrot that learned a new word.”

“Then tell me… How’d you get that scimitar, Helmaer?”

For the first time since you met him, you saw pure anger in his face…

“So you know this much… You can deduce what happen—”

“I want the truth from you.”

“Why? What do you gain from this? Some kind of twisted payback for what I did?”

“I want justice for those who have fallen.”

“You know we, debtors, are not considered people anymore to the government! Even if you tried to convict me I did no crime!”

“Not all of them were debtors… some of them were great knights who seek peace! “

“If they were that great they wouldn’t have died—” He stops mid rant.

“So you admit it! You were there! You were responsible for their death!”

“…Yes, I was.” He looks in anguish. “And for that I’m sorry too… B-but it wasn’t my intention!”

“Then what was your intention?”

“I-I… was scared… And—” he opens his eyes wide open while holding his head.

"I heard enough. I don't need to leave this place anymore and I'm certainly not going anywhere with someone as untrustworthy as you. Good bye."

“Wait…”

“What is it?”

“I’m not bad guy… it just… everything that happened today was so much bigger than everything I’ve done, I just couldn’t deal with it. I made mistakes… I want to amend them; please let me go with you and end this mad debt! I’ll be good from now on… I know my word have no weight right now… but I promise I’ll be a good guy.” He's trying not to look at you.

What do you do?

>”Pressure? Those who gamble know how to handle pressure; you did what you did because you saw an easy way out. You’re not a good person and will never be, Helmaer. Now leave me alone or I’ll resort to violence.”
>”Throw your weapons, I’ll tie you up and you can come with me. I can’t trust you to move freely, but we’ll pay out debts.”
>”Stop being pathetic and leave me be.”
>Write In.

Last Update of the day! Tomorrow we will continue in a shorter session.

>>1217956
>”Pressure? Those who gamble know how to handle pressure; you did what you did because you saw an easy way out. You’re not a good person and will never be, Helmaer. Now leave me alone or I’ll resort to violence.”

>>1217956
>We already roughed him alrady, and that's basically as much as we promised Francis.
> Let him go, tell him you'll bring proof of killing the rat back to town and even tell them he helped. Then both of your debts will be forgiven. Whatever he does after that isn't our problem.

>>1217956
>"You can't be a good guy with what you've done on your conscience."
>You can come with me, only if you confess to what you did to the authorities."

>>1217956
>”Throw your weapons, I’ll tie you up and you can come with me. I can’t trust you to move freely, but we’ll pay out debts.”

This seems really nice.

>>1217956
> KILL KILL KILL KILL BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD

>>1217956

>We already roughed him already, and that's basically as much as we promised Francis.
> Let him go, tell him you'll bring proof of killing the rat back to town and even tell them he helped. Then both of your debts will be forgiven. Whatever he does after that isn't our problem.

Y'all niggas asking to be betrayed by letting him go.

Have fun on your next suicide mission when Two-Tone Tricksy mugs the rat tail off your scrawny teenage ass.

>>1218026
>>1218602
Thirded

>>1218627
I'm pretty sure he's just going to bail and try to make his life elsewhere if he doesn't have his debt anymore.

>>1217956
>”Pressure? Those who gamble know how to handle pressure; you did what you did because you saw an easy way out. You’re not a good person and will never be, Helmaer. Now leave me alone or I’ll resort to violence.”
>KILL.

>>1217956
I don't think Helmaer is going to let us tie him up. If we approach him with that intent, he'll probably try something, perhaps disarm us and then we'd be at his mercy.

At the same time, now that he knows we've learned his dirty secrets, just walking away could result in him following and ambushing us.

The reason for that is, I'm going to have to call bull on his statement that debtors are not seen as people anymore, i.e. that they can be killed without fear of punishment. That would be contrary to the government's interest that the debtor lives to try and pay the debt back. They wouldn't hand out gear like those knives we received if bandits could then kill the debtors and take them with impunity.
So knights or debtors, the fact remains, Helmaer shirked his duty and got people killed. He can't really be willing to accept the proposal of letting us tie him up and return to town so we can "pay our debts" because if he arrives to town tied up people are going to ask why and his debts will likely be paid either by imprisonment or via execution.

So if tying him up is not an option, we can either leave and hope he doesn't track us down intent on silencing us, or we can take his weapons and then leave.
That's the cautious route perhaps but not necessarily the wisest. The forest isn't safe and if something kills him his blood would be on our hands. What's more, trying to take his weapons away could make him desperate and force a confrontation in which we may have no choice but to kill him.

Of course it's possible he may have some concealed weapon still (such as the government issued daggers). Another reason why approaching him to tie him up seems unwise.

I'm definitely still in favor of leaving him with a firm good bye; whether to first try take his weapons or not...
It may be risky but it's the nobler thing to not abandon him unarmed in the forest. Heroes don't put their safety above that of others, even traitors.
Plus, if we're lucky, he might think we're satisfied with having had our answers and we may defuse this without coming to a confrontation.

>>1218773
We should probably just kill him and throw his body in the lake. All of our problems solved

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“Pressure? Those who gamble know how to handle pressure; you did what you did because you saw an easy way out. You’re not a good guy and probably will never be, Helmaer. But…”

“But?...”

“I don’t know exactly why… but I’ll pay our debt, I’ll say you helped… but you have to trust me. Unless you want to go with me tied up… oh, and I also have to punch in the gut.”

“I’ll be fine… With what you’re going to do it will be enough…” Helmaer gives a sigh of relief.

“One last thing before I leave, Helmaer” You lit your torch with the fire in front of you. “I hope one day you reconsider and give yourself to justice. That way you could become a good guy.”

“Don’t worry about me; you’ll never see me again. Thanks Nora…”

And with that being said, you left Helmaer’s camp. The last you saw of him was he staring at the fire without the same excitement he had before. His demons will haunt him until he does what’s right. At least that’s what you believe.

With your torch lit walking through the darkness of the night was easy, but in no way less exhausting. You keep looking everywhere for a possible Helmaer surprise attack, but the night is death silent and only a cold wind seems present. Under these circumstances you decided to take a break and eat one of the rations the government gave you. It’s not good… at all; you wonder if this is what they serve in prisons…

After your little break, you hear a horse wagon! The horses leading it are going way too fast! You wonder what the hurry is. It’s still far away but it’s going your direction…

What do you do?

>Try to stop the wagon! I have no idea how is this going to help if it’s going to the opposite way you’re going… But it’s better than being left alone outdoors…
>Someone going that fast only means that he doesn’t want to be interrupted! Set camp, you’ll have a short night of rest.
>Nice short break, but neither setting camp or stopping the carriage is going to get you home faster, so keep walking! The night is young! Hurry!
>Write In.

>>1219158
>Try to stop the wagon! I have no idea how is this going to help if it’s going to the opposite way you’re going… But it’s better than being left alone outdoors…
It could give us a lift or information about any towns if it's going a different direction than us.

>>1219158
>Try to stop the wagon! I have no idea how is this going to help if it’s going to the opposite way you’re going… But it’s better than being left alone outdoors…

>>1219158
>Try to stop the wagon! I have no idea how is this going to help if it’s going to the opposite way you’re going… But it’s better than being left alone outdoors…
Maybe they have some decent food to spare.

>>1219158
>>Nice short break, but neither setting camp or stopping the carriage is going to get you home faster, so keep walking! The night is young! Hurry!

>>1219208
Seconding this.

So wait, did we punch Helmaer in the guy or did we not?
We said we were going to, but it doesn't seem like that happened.
Or did we put that down as a condition for him to come with us (which he declined)?

We should have just killed him. Justice isn't nice.

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You try to stop the wagon yelling and moving your torch up and down!

“Help! Help!” You yell.

The wagon is not slowing down; in fact whoever is controlling it doesn’t seem to have spotted you. In a desperate way to gather its attention you get in the path it’s going…

“Please! Stop!”

The horse wagon stops right in front of you, you have one of the horse looking at you face to face… he licks you.

“Eugh…” you have saliva on you.

“W-what happened?” a familiar voice comes from the person conducting the wagon; she lowers the map she was trying to read and finally spots you. You can’t recognize who it is since she’s hooded… Wait, this means the horses stopped by their own volition!… that could have been dangerous. You pet them in thanks.

“W-wait! Is that you Nora?” the mysterious hooded woman takes her hood off and it is none other than Gretchen! Your best friend!... what is she doing here?

“What are you doing here?” You say surprised.

“Uh… Plan was to take you back, but it seems you have done pretty well for yourself. Well see ya.” She instructs the horses to turn around.

“W-wait! What about me?”

“It was a joke, c’mon, get up” She extends her hand. You grab it and sat next to her. Gretchen likes teasing you since you’re pretty close, but she’s pretty quiet in general. “We were all worried about you.” She sounds sincere.

”So… want to tell me what happened?”

You explain more or less what happened.

“That’s hard to believe.” You scrub the Big Rat Tail in her face. “I get it! Now take that away from me! I need to watch where I’m going, dumbass!”

“I thought you didn’t need to see the road like before when you almost stomp me…”

“Glad you’re okay…” she says sarcastically.

“So where did you get this thing? It’s not like we can afford to the wagon, let alone the horses.”

“I stole it.”

“You what?!”

“Yeah, from an old man. He was rude, so he deserved it.”

“What did he look like?”

“You can see him in the back, he’s tied up.” You peak back and see the same old man that got you here in the morning… maybe the reason the horses stopped was they recognize you from before…

“Stop staring at me like that… If you want to say something say it.”

What do you say?

>”Good one, he was an asshole.”
>”What’s the plan now? You kidnapped a person! Idiot!”
>”Mom and Dad are going to kill us if they see HIM! We need to get rid of him!”
>Write In.


>>1219255

Sadly no punch. It was a condition. He refused.

>>1219280
>>”Mom and Dad are going to kill us if they see HIM! We need to get rid of him!”

>>1219280
>”Good one, he was an asshole.”
But you are committing a crime so how about we talk it up with him. It worked with the arsonist traitor.

>>1219280
>”What’s the plan now? You kidnapped a person! Idiot!”
That's not a very JUST thing to do Gretchen.

>>1219280
>>”What’s the plan now? You kidnapped a person!”

I removed the idiot bit. No need to be rude to someone who went this far to come get us back.

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“What wrong with you?! You kidnapped a person!” You said worried.

“I thought you were finally starting to become cool after all this, I see you’re still as whiny as ever.”

“I’m not whining, but Mom and Dad are going to kill us if they see HIM!”

“The whole plan was to get us both out of this island together! There was NO going back to see Mom and Dad. So one more felony wasn’t that important in the grand scheme of things. Besides I tried to pay him to take me where you were, but the asshole refused.”

“Ugh… At least he can’t say he didn’t deserve it, he is an asshole… But you’re committing a crime now; let’s see if we can talk it up with him.”

“I don’t see him as the understanding type of guy.” Can’t deny that.

“Then what you propose? Get rid of him?”

“You ruined my plan with your brilliance, so let’s see if you can solve this conundrum…”

“So this is on me now?”

“We can ditch him in the river…” she gives you a creepy smile.

“Okay, let me think…” You can't do that, right?

What are you going to do?

>Screw it, time to ditch him in the river.
>Talk it out peacefully! It worked before…
>Threaten the old man.
>Write In.

>>1219357
>slit his throat and ditch in the river

>>1219357
Gah.

Guess we should at least try talking to him.

>>1219357
>Talk it out peacefully! It worked before…
And if it doen't work:
>Threaten the old man.

>>1219357
>Talk it out peacefully! It worked before…
Don't think we grabbed anything from the dungeon we could use to bribe him.

>>1219357
>>Talk it out peacefully! It worked before…
If that doesn’t work:

>Threaten the old man.
But don’t be stupid about it. Don’t threaten violence. Instead tell him that admitting to being taken out by a little girl would ruin his reputation FOREVER! Besides, no harm done. Indeed, this way he has learned of your success earlier!

Even if he did claim that he was abducted and his cart stolen, well where is the proof? He has his cart. He is not harmed (right?)… It would be his word of an unbelievable tale against that of the two of you! And if he has been half as much an ass to other people as he has been to the two of you, then people will probably be happen if he’s been taken down a notch and wouldn’t help him!

Therefore, it is clearly in his best interest to… gloss over this little incident when he recounts today’s events.

>>1219393
I realized this after posting (>>1219385) but while I want to give talking an honest try, I think we're pretty much "destined" (if you know what I mean) to be fugitives on a boat starting a new life of adventure.

And I guess I'm okay with that.

>>1219420
Yes but at least I'd like it to be debt-free. So we didn't kill a giant rat and walking around with its tail for nothing.

>>1219357
If this is the asshole man with the silver tooth we strip him of everything valuable and toss him in the river still tied up of course. Use his clothes don't waste rope

>>1219449
Eh, I don't know if it makes much difference to run away with charges of kidnapping and unpaid debts or just kidnapping.
But yeah, let's try what we can.

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“I’l try to talk it out.”

“Do as you please.”

You move the wagon, the oldman is struggling to move but the ropes hold him tight. You take the… sock out of his mouth…

“Let me go in this instant!” He yells.

“Calm down…”

“Calm down? I’m not going to ‘calm down’ until you take these ropes off me!”

“I don’t want you to get violent. What your name?”

“They know me as… ‘Silver Grin’.” He tries to act cool all of the sudden. He shows you his silver teeths again.

“Okay, Mr. Silver Grin, I’m Nora.” You hear Gretchen laughing outside, maybe she find the whole situation funny. “Ehem, Nice to meet you.”

“Don’t give me that ‘Nice to meet you’ crap! You two scoundrels, stealing from me! Kidnapping me! You know who am I?”

“Silver Grin?” You hear Gretchen laughing again.

“No you half-wit! I’m an important member of the government and known in all Aliheath! I’m a legendary warrior! I have connections”

“Then why are you working in the transport industry?” Gretchen asks.

“S-shut up! You ugly Cyclops!”

“O-okay, both of you calm down.”

“I’m pretty calm, you know? I can move my arms freely!”

“Gretchen, shut up!”

“Hehe…”

“Sorry about that…”

“There is so much you need to be sorry about! You’re going to be in so much trouble.”

“Can you let it go? Gretchen just wanted to help me… you see—“

“Does it look like I care? You brat deserved to die, more now than ever since you ditched your duty!”

“Excuse me, I did my job” You show him the Big Rat Tail.

“Pure luck.” For some reason, it pissed you off.

“Since you care so much about your reputation, I wonder what would happen if this whole thing is known to the public.”

“Excuse me?”

“Beaten by 2 little girls, that couldn’t be too dignified… right?”

“I—“

“Maybe the whole town and your friends need to know about the tale of the great Silver Grin defeat by 2 little and fragile teenage girls.”

“Spicy!” Gretchen yells after you finish.

“So, let’s all behind, shall we?” You smile.

“I’ll do it with one condition, you will say I helped both of you defeat the beast and that I’m the great hero of this story, your debt will be paid anyway and I get to be rehired as a knight again. Otherwise, I don’t mind ‘tainting’ my reputation if gets you both into jail. So what do you say?”

What do you do?

>Accept, the whole point was defeating the Rat and paying your debt, who cares if you did it?
>Decline, he’s in no position to negotiate, he’ll have to remain silent.
>Write In.

>>1219515
>"Or, counter offer, I pretend to tie up my friend at the next town and claim you kidnapped both of us after I was tired from killed the Big Rat."

>>1219515
He still talks like an asshole so no. We can say he helped but the hero here is us.

>>1219529
Uh, I kinda like this one.
The guy seems vulnerable to blackmail when it comes to his reputation.

>>1219515
Kill him can we just please kill this scumbag

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“Or, counter offer, I pretend to tie up my friend at the next town and claim you kidnapped both of us after I was tired from killing the Big Rat.”

“Y-you wouldn’t dare! I’m a hero of this nation! They wouldn’t believe your slander!”

“Want to make a bet? I just beat a gambler and I feel lucky.”

“U-ugh… You win… I’ll say no such thing. But girl, one day, you and your friend will pay for embarrassing Silver Grin.”

“Hey, I tried to make it as peacefully as I could; you’re the one making harder than it needs to be.”

“Tch…” He moves away and starts looking through the window. He has no intention of keep talking.

“Hey Nora, come here!”

“I’m going.” You go to the front.

“Good job on taking us out of that one.” She gives you a thumbs up.

“Hehe, it was nothing.”

“Don’t ruin it.”

“You confused me sometimes.”

“I’m a pretty simple gal, maybe you’re just stupid.” She laughs. “You know why the government came knocking today for you, right?” She starts searching for something in her pocket.

“The debt?” You say sarcastically.

“Yes and No… minors cannot go into wars, which means it’s your birthday dumb dumb, here. Happy 18 or whatever. Well technically your birthday was yesterday… but it’s the thought that counts, right?” She gives you a present. You open it. It’s a scarf. “You said you wanted one, and it’s getting pretty chilly here lately.”

“Thanks.”

She smiles back.

“So how far are we from home?” You ask.

“Not too far, if we keep going at this rate we will arrive in the morning.”

“Morning? Are we that far?”

“You didn’t walk much. I was almost there.”

“So what are we going to do?

“I don’t know, you choose. We have a small village we can stop by and take some good night sleep or we can get to town directly.”

“What you prefer?”

“Killing Silver shit. He's annoying.”

“Gretchen…”

“Hehe… I love when you get mad… Well it would be better getting there as fast as possible; I don’t want any funny business with the old man. But it’s your call; you’re the one great hero now, right?”

What do you do?

>Keep going. She’s right; Silver Grin could turn this situation ugly.
>Get to the village and have a good night sleep, you know you deserve it.
>Let Gretchen decide. Even if you know what she wants.
>Write In.

>>1219515
Stab him with dagger and rip out his silver teeth loot anything expensive. He's still rude and doesn't know his position he'd betray us later anyways my as well get it over with now

>>1219699
>>Keep going. She’s right; Silver Grin could turn this situation ugly.

>>1219699
>>1219701
I agree with this that way we won't have any regrets

>>1219699
>>Keep going. She’s right; Silver Grin could turn this situation ugly.

>>1219653
>>1219701
Guys you do realize there's no way, no matter how diligent we might be in disposing of the corpse, that this wouldn't come back to bite us in the ass as badly if not much, much worse than letting the bastard live, right?
It's just the way these stories go. Skeletons don't stay buried.

>>1219699
>Keep going. She’s right; Silver Grin could turn this situation ugly.

>>1219701
>>1219699
I'm still for this we were forced to be a hero, we're not the Hero this town deserves but the one it needs. This guy needs to be dealt with

>>1219726
Sure there is we stab him make it look like a mugging or are they going to automatically assume a little girl beat and mugged a reputable "warrior"

>>1219732
Pretty sure if we stab him he's not going to give a fuck about what people think of him, he's going to want us dead.

>>1219738
That why we kill him 100% decapitate.

I vote kill and kill hard

>>1219699


>Keep going. She’s right; Silver Grin could turn this situation ugly.

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“You’re right, let’s do what you said.”

She extend her hand towards your sword.

“About going directly to town!”

“Oh… I thought you finally came to your senses. You heard that Old man? You’re lucky to be alive!”

“Lucky? I rather be death.”

“That can be arranged…” Gretchen says while Silver Grin seems a little bit scared.

“Guys! Be quiet!”

“You’re no fun.” Gretchen says.

Gretchen kept going and going… and going… and…

You fell asleep! In your dream you were a sheep running away from a big wolf!!! You woke up when he finally got you.

The sun is about to rise, you kept moving all night. You wonder how Gretchen kept being awake all night.

“Good morning sweet princess, how was your night sleep?” She looks terrible, she needs to rest!

“Where are we?”

“Minutes away from Aliheath. Your friend back there is snoring like crazy… Maybe you should give him a kick.”

“He’s not my friend.”

“Then I shall do it.” Gretchen lets go of the reins and gets on the back! You’re on control now!

“Gretchen, what the hell are you doing?!” You hear no response but a louder snoring. You see the back and see both of them sleeping like babies… problem now is you have no idea how to stop this wagon. “Gretchen, wake up! How do you stop this thing?!”

You yelling make the horses nervous and they start going faster! Like when you found Gretchel type of fast! You’re heading straight to a tree.

“Horses don’t crash into things right?!”

“Believe me they do.” Silver Grin wakes up. “If you don’t want an accident to happen, you better cut these ropes.”

“It’s your wagon! I don't care if it breaks”

“But your friend is inside! I don’t think she could jump out of here in her deep slumber. Now hurry up! I don’t want to lose my wagon!”

Damn it Gretchel! Why did you do that?!

What are you going to do?!

>Cut Silver Grin’s ropes! He will save you, Gretchel and the horse wagon.
>Go to the back, take Gretchel with you and jump out of it!
>You defeat a monster! You can handle some horses… right?
>Write In.

>>1219860
>You defeat a monster! You can handle some horses… right?
We are Nora, master of the wild beasts!

>>1219860
Not a rider, but from observation I believe the best way to stop a bilting horse is to pull the reins non-equally, so as to turn their head to the side. This will of course, initially make them veer to that side, so we can do this (left or right, the latter preferably since Nora seems to be right handed) only if there is room for the carriage to manouver.
If not we will have to pull the reins symmetrically, to not incite a turn.
Either way, once we do we keep on pulling until they, hopefully, come to a halt.
It's probably best to get a good foothold and arch our body back as well while we do it for greater effect.

>>1219923
*just realized: there should be room to manouver on the side seeing as we have a tree in front of us. Unless Gretchen had us headed into a cul-de-sac of thick trees.

>>1219860

>Go to the back, take Gretchel with you and jump out of it!

>>1219931
*Apologies for the triple posting but this just occurred to me: we should yell to silver shit that if he values his life he should instruct us in what to do, because we're going to try and do this stop the carriage thing, not untie him.

If he does provide guidance and it sounds monumentally stupid (in other words if it seems like he's trying to trick us) then I say we stick with my previous prompt >>1219923

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You decided to stop the horses with at your own accord, hoping for basically a miracle.

“Girl, are you crazy?! You can’t do this!” Silver Grin sounds desperated.

“Tell me what to do! There is no time!”

“Tell the horse to be a good boy and stop!”

“We’re in danger, you asshole!” Guess it’s up to you!

Your instincts make you hold back the reins as further back as possible! Sometimes easy actions like that do enough to salvage dangerous situations! And you did it, the horses come to a halt!... But tragicomically the full stop was so violent that Silver Grin flew out from the wagon to the skies. You stared at him flying like an arrow dumbfounded at how ridiculous he looks and how the whole situations ended up. His scream sounds terrifying.

He finally lands far away from you, near the gates of the town, but not close enough to be spotted by any of the guardsmen. There is no way in hell he could survive the fall… But what do you know?

You check on Gretchen and she seems fine… she’s sucking her thumb like a little baby. You try to wake her up, she waking up.

“Gretchen! I think I killed Silver Grin!”

“Good…” she turns a little and goes back to sleep. You can’t wake her up agan.

What are you going to do?! Like ignore it completely? I mean even if they try it's impossible that they could find any clues… But what if he survived? He for sure would want revenge!... This is a big mess…

Sadly this is all we have for this week’s thread of “From Pleb to Hero”! Thanks for participating! See you guys next time!

>>1220060

Well that's all for this week thread! I hope you guys enjoy it. I know I did. Feedback of any type is always welcome.

If you want updates about the quest:

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For those who don't like any of that shit, expect next thread Monday. I plan to run every Monday and Tuesday, sometimes Wednesday too if I feel the thread didn’t have a somewhat satisfactory ending.

Again, thanks for playing!

>>1220060
Wait, are we supposed to reply with what to do next or wait the next thread?
And is that going to be Monday?

>>1220083

Wait next thread and yes, expect a new thread Monday.

Ok then.

Should we use the thread to discuss? Or are there any objections to that?

Personally, I'd say I'm pretty much completely satisfied with how we handled ourselves so far.
I mean yeah, silver shit died, but that couldn't be helped at all I believe. Unless, that is, we capitulated and gave in to his conditions, untying him, but I'm glad we didn''t and there was no knowing in advance that keeping him tied would lead to this.

Other than that,
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>>1220121
I'm honestly a bit disturbed by the casual sociopathy displayed by Gretchen.
I don't know why she is like that but her eagerness to try and "kill your problems away" might land us into trouble.

>>1222309
Yeah, I don't much like our best friend either.
Though I imagine lots of posters in this thread adore her.

>>1222309
We should totally kill our problems.

>>1222309
If violence wasn't your last resort, you failed to resort to enough of it.