>>1713993
Thrane- Vampire lord
Stats-
>Strength lv5
>Speed lv5
>Skin lv5
>Skeleton lv5
>Claws lv4
>Senses lv1
>Fangs lv4
>Necromancy lv10
>Domination lv5
>Blood magic lv7

Spells-
>Thrall control lv10- control up to 120 minions without strain.
>Doomblast lv3-this concentrated blast of death energy can be released to destroy any living thing in your path
>Soul Reap lv3- The area of effect and threshold for success are increased. Few can resist the effects.
>Claw of the Devourer- your very fangs and claws will rip the souls from those you slay in combat. Passive upgrade.
>Corrupting touch lv5- raise minions with +5 upgrades at the cost of 5 souls each.
>Blood of my blood lv5- control up to 50 living minions with fanatical loyalty.
>Fleshcraft lv5. Maxed. Control hordes of fleshshaped monsters with no fear of disloyalty. No monster is too complex for you.
>Shapeshift lv7. Silver itself cannot make you abandon your guise. It will hurt.
>Blood Gods Embrace- replaces leech, consume the lifeforce of those nearby unless they have a tremendous will.
>Devourers gift- dominate a powerful mortal and have them willingly consume your blood after draining them to near death. Create your own dark child.
>Silver resistance lv2- not immunity but the hated metal can be held at bay for a time. Passive upgrade
>Holy Resistance lv1-The dark gods blessing will shield you from the vengeance of the holy ones.

Lieutenants-

>Risen- Death Knight/Batman
>Strength lv1
>Durability lv1
>Speed lv1
>Damage
>Intelligence lv3
>Pyromancy lv5
>Lightning lv5
>Demonology lv1

Ripper- Attack dog/Predator
>Strength lv1
>Durability lv1
>Speed lv1
>Intelligence
>Senses lv1
>Damage lv1
>Camouflage lv4

>Aberration- Flying plague shoggoth
>Speed lv4
>Damage lv1
>Strength
>Durability lv4
>Senses lv1
>Plague magic lv4

>Setgash- a walking army and giant Centaurpede
>Strength lv4
>Durability lv6
>Speed lv2
>Intelligence lv5
>Damage
>Necromancy lv4
>Plague magic lv4

>Urziel-Massive demon bear. Also on fire
>Strength lv1
>Durability
>Speed
>Intelligence
>Demonology lv4
>Damage

Sophie Ducarte- human necromancer.
>Necromancy lv3
>Alchemy skills lv4

Skerath- Double agent lightning mage.
>Lightning magic lv4
>Combat Magic lv2

AYOOOOOO

THERE IT IS.

>>1713997
Minions-
>26 Zombies- Tough, Durable Undead. Not the brightest or fastest.
>5 Flesh horrors. Vicious shock troopers that regenerate most damage.
>30 Skeleton Warriors- Setgash's troops. Formed from his own bones.
>Sophie's minions- 28 Thrall warriors. Especially durable, armored undead warriors with a weakness to fire.
>Zombie Fun Squad- 5 Durable, Smart Zombies. The Risens commandos.
>Abomination- a oddly cute, Psychic, sluglike undead that is in the middle of upgrading itself with brains.

Minion capacity
Undead-37/120
Fleshcrafted-5/50
Blooded-2/50

>Archive if for some reason you want to read the previous installments-
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=CursedQm

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WOOOO!! Also, conveniently all out of undead pics for the moment.

Sadly, I must also say goodnight. Gotta be up early tomorrow. See ya later, you crazy one-eyed sonuvabitch.

>Abominations progress.

You finally address the strange, soft undead that cobbled itself together from spare parts and magical energy. You sit across from it on acomfortable seat made from the ornate stone coffin of a prominent, long dead nobleman. Beckoning the sluglike creature towards you, it oozes slowly across the floor, small, soft feet of wet, slimy flesh pattering softly on the floor as its single, small eye peers up at you with the blind adoration of a faithful dog

>Master Thrane! This one... This one is truly honored to be addressed by you! This one is... Sorry... To report that it does not seem to be useful to you... No matter how this one tries it cannot grow! It cannot develop the way your better servants can! This one knows not what is wrong. Perhaps Master, in his unending wisdom, can help? If this one is indeed useless it will feed itself to the flesh horrors gladly!"

You smile at the odd undead loyalty and eloquence, patting it gently on its damp "head" with your large hand. The nodules of bone and Grey matter had retreated into the creatures skin but the voice within your own mind, a gift you struggled to master flawlessly, signals you this creature may have much more to offer than it thinks.

"Little one, I have no useless servants and I believe you are FAR from useless. I believe you simply require a... push... in the right direction. I admire your zeal and I believe I have just the catalyst to fuel something truly astounding..."

Slicing open a fingertip on a tooth you loose a single, fat drop of blood onto the Abominations skin, the liquid being absorbed instantly. The Abomination quivers, its eye blinking rapidly as its body twitches, curling inward on itself.

>Oh! Oh dear! Oh dear! This one is frightened Master Thrane! What... What is happening!"

You clasp your hands and lean forward, whispering to the spamming creature
"That... Was your future. Now seize it little monster. Show me your worth"

>Abomination growth- the abomination is a unique buff/support unit. You can choose to upgrade its abilities to improve/ alter its buffs and debuffs, its own personal combat damage, etc.

>Psychic range-while within the graveyard your minions will receive a +1 INT bonus.

>Mind over matter- weak willed enemies near the Abomination will face damage and can possibly become Puppets.

>Mobility- its Sluglike form offers little speed but after developing gas sacks and small wings the Abomination will be able to move at a higher rate of speed

>other

>>1714102

>Mind over matter- weak willed enemies near the Abomination will face damage and can possibly become Puppets.

Well this can be good for dealing with swarms of terrified peasants wielding shitty farm tool weapons

>>1714112
Fair...fair. I propose throwing a soul into this little guy, then feeding it the fresh corpse. We can see if it likes brains or souls better.

>>1714112
What about the forge? The looking at our P.O.Ws for good traits? We rolled a 19 on forge crafting.

>>1714112
Supporting, I like the idea of a psionic brain slug

>>1714283
That comes next.

>>1714112
supported. though see: >>1714198

>Abomination has gained Mind over Matter Lv1

>"Oh Dear! Oh Dear! Something... Is... Ha-happening Master Thrane! What.. What does this one do!?!"

You watch, in silent observation as the skin of the Abominations back splits in three, long slits. Swollen, purple-pink brain matter swells through the slits, tendrils of thin, mucus covered tissue waving in the air. The Abomination suddenly stops shivering, its clouded single eye clearing as it focuses, all its tendrils drifting forward to point at a single piece of bone on the floor.

>"This one... Feels ... Different Master Thrane.... Stronger...."

With a sudden pulse of pale, blue light the bone fragment shoots into the air, coming to a completely still rest at head height. With a blurring snap it flies through the air faster than your eyes can track, pinning a plump, curious rat to the floor.

"I told you, my dear little creature. I do not have useless creations."
You say proudly, standing and walking away as the Abomination burbles happily to itself and continues testing its abilities.

>Cont

>>1714654
>Sorry real life intervened for a bit. Had to take a phone call from the familial unit.

>19. A Crude forge almost as good as the real thing!

After properly punishing themselves with bone clubs to the forehead until the clubs broke, your Zombies march back into the burnt out forge, determined not to fuck up again.

Sweeping away the ashes and char of the previous attempt they employ Setgash and his Skeletons to create tools. Molded bone and dense stone become hammers and chisels. A large block of granite that was once a massive grave marker is hauled in and set up as a anvil at the cost of a clumsy Zombies toe.

A repurposed Sarcophagus is filled with lumps and chips of wood, a roaring fire built in and stoked down to coals. A basic chimney built into the walls and down the tunnel channels the smoke away from the crypt. Using clay molds your Skeletons use their innate resistance to heat to cast some basic, iron weapons and tools. Spike studded clubs and Axes become the norm for your soldiers along with spears with long, heavy bladis

Basic Forge Created- Your Minions are now equipped with cheap, iron weapons. Scrap iron is common in the graveyard being used in the exterior walls and fences.

>send Minions out for a Nightime raid

>Head out for a Night Assault

>Sacrifice more prisoners for more imps (1/5)

>Scout the Battlefields

>Review the Abberrations findings

>Improve the Crypt

>Search Prisoners for useful skills/abilities

>Other

>>1714836
>>Sorry real life intervened for a bit. Had to take a phone call from the familial unit.
I suppose you've been getting a shitload of that since the whole eye thing, eh?

>>1714849
You wouldn't Fucking believe it. My grandmother has been crawling up my ass. 4 phone calls a day. Exact same questions.

>>1714836
>>Scout the Battlefields
Oh yes, free material.

>>1714859
supporting, we need dat iron

>>1714859
Yup, bring everyone except the three lesser member of the zombie boys to guard the P.O.Ws
>We gonna get so maby bodies my friends

>>1714836
> Review the Aberrations findings first.
> Scout the Battlefields afterwards.
> Meanwhile, Sophie examines the Prisoners (especially the children) for signs/potential for magic.

>>1714859
>>1714872
I thought scouting the battlefields meant that we were going to examine the places where the fighting would be taking place. Hasn't been said whether the fighting has already started or if the main army has arrived.

>>1714836
I'd like to review the aberrations findings, scout out the battlefields using the aberration and then improve the crypt by adding some dedicated cells for prisoners of we don't already have one

>>1714836
its a small thing, but let us "blood of my blood" Skerath. He has been useful, and by improving him, we can ensure he can take over the black cat organization while we raid small towns.

>>1714836
The tunnel to the sewers should be done, so let's finish cleaning up BlackWood and have le BoneWarden dig a tunnel to connect it to our network. And then replace the occupants with undead.

>>1714886
Support. It's good if we can have our minions do one thing while we do another.

>>1714836
> Review the Aberrations findings first.
> Scout the Battlefields afterwards.
> Meanwhile, Sophie examines the Prisoners (especially the children) for signs/potential for magic.

>>1714836

I'll support >>1714886

Find out some places where fights that have had heavy casualties on both sides have occurred, head there and get the bodies and weapons and armor, meanwhile Sophie can see if the kids can have an use outside of hard labor/a snack/guinea pigs

I think we can have Setgash also tunnel towards Blackwood, that should help quicken the subjugation.

We're fast on the way of world domination, but I'm surprised at the lack of Big Boss jokes being made at Curse's expense
QUESTS THAT KILL
WOULD YOU HOST THEM FOR ME

>>1716344
CursedQM, he lost his eye to teach us the wonders of CQC.

>>1716349

He is already a demon, he made his own Outer Heaven for us anons to enjoy the glories of violence

>>1716344
PRIDE
FILLS HIS BLACKENED HEART
AND HIS THIRST,MUST BE QUENCHED TO PASS THE WRITERS BLOCK
A NEW QUEST, ITS THE ONLY WAY TO BREAK FREE
RENOUNCE WHAT GAVE YOU

>Review the Aberrations findings.

Striding quickly through the main chamber of the crypt you summon the Aberration to your side. The tentacular monstrosity sprouting legs and claws, it crawls to you quickly, bowing the mass of eyestalks, tentacles and mouthparts that make up its head.

Extending your hand you grip a proffered tentacle, stiffening as you are taken back into the monsters memories, seeing through its eyes..

Distorted, magnified images flash before your eyes, a feeling of hot, dry wind under your wings. You turn your sight downward and take in the sights you were sent to see.

Legions march upon the countryside, ragged clumps of men and women in mismatched plate, in chain, in bone and leather ,in their own tattooed skins. The countryside burns, villages and towns ransacked, smoke rising from the pyres where their men and old folk burn.

Monstrous beasts stride along the ground. Creatures shaped like men but coated in thick fur, howling like dogs as they lope along in packs. The skies swarm with winged beasts, harpies, gargoyles and wyverns twist and squabble in the air. On the ground,Hhulking ogres and trolls, hefting clubs studded with swords and some wielding bows made from entire saplings bound together. The witless creatures roar and smash everything in their path as they hurry out of the way of... Something..

The body of a man but nearly thirty feet tall, clad in armor made from the bones of mammoths and the hides of trolls. A axe hefted over its shoulder with a blade nearly 9 feet across. A weathered, bearded face looks out over the marching army, the swarming beasts and hefts its axe with a roar that is answered by dozens of others.

A smaller figure, nearly three times the height of a normal man sits atop the back of a armored mammoth. Runes and tattoos swirl along his skin as he hefts a massive axe, looking at the twists of smoke in the distance that coil from the town of Sverelfan.

His army begins their work, chopping into the forest around them, creating the bases for rolling towers and catapults, cheering all the while.

"UNDVEK! UNDVEK! UNDVEK!"

...

With a shudder you release the Aberration and smile down at the creature, impressed at its bravery to remain so long in hostile territory.

>The Kardel horde has arrived in Sverelfan territory. They are beginning their siege of the city. The Islavind military has not yet arrived but may do so soon.
>Undvek the Mighty has arrived in Sverelfan.

>Gather your forces. Assault a raiding party of these filthy northerners

>Raid another village

>Have Sophie inspect the remaining 13 prisoners for magical ability

>Assign Sophie a task at her lab

>Attack Sverelfan through the Sewers

>Move out along the road. See if there are any refugees

>Other

>Sorry about the delay guys. Been sleeping through some serious Fucking migraines

>>1716591
>Gather your forces. Assault a raiding party of these filthy northerners
Perhaps make displays of their bodies to try and demoralise the forces? This many enemies can't be defeated by breaking their necks - better to break their will.

Anybody else here?

>>1716642
I'll second this action!
Leave Sohpie behind with her monster to inspect the people for talents and magic ability.

If we destroy the whole Raiding party, not only do we do a nice amount of souls ans bodies but also we might get hailed as hero's of the realm. But most likely not.

>>1716642
supporting

>>1716710
you keep disappearing at random intervals senpai

so everyone else does too

>>1716742
I don't think that's an option - that's an entire army, we're little more than a militia.

>>1716591
>>Have Sophie inspect the remaining 13 prisoners for magical ability
>>Move base and minions to somewhere more safe. We're not nearly ready for this.

>>1716770
As a backup, we could certainly retreat to the forest lair and collapse the tunnel behind us - but why abandon a perfectly good lair when they're not quite upon us yet?

>>1716761
It's a rag tag group of raiders and monster, if we take out the monsters and leaders before the whole army can be mobilized organization and structure will break down. Those who chose to fight will die, those who run will die, those who hide will also die. We just have to take out their leaders and hero's.

>>1716753
Im on high strength pain meds and recovering from pretty invasive surgery. I apologize, I fall asleep a lot.

>Search for a raiding party.
>Have Sophie check for useful minions.

The darkest of dark gods require a sacrifice.

2d100!!!

>>1716893
Fuck. Autofill got me from another quest

2d20 pls

Rolled 4, 14 = 18 (2d20)

>>1716893
>>1716900
GOTCHU

Rolled 10, 6 = 16 (2d20)

>>1716893
Alright alright alright

>>1716900

Rolled 14, 20 = 34 (2d20)

>>1716968
Forgot my roll.

Rolled 20, 10 = 30 (2d20)

>>1716893
Watch. 17, 9.

>>1717018
... close. And thanks to me we crit both rolls.

>>1716975
Nice.

>>1717018
>>1717025
Unfortunately not, you were too late. Best of three.

>14. Sophie will have some success.

You gather all of your minions, minus a handful of zombies left behind to hold the Crypt and ensure Sophie is not overpowered by the prisoners.

Standing in the cool, dark air of the the graveyard you revert to your human form, garbed in a black cloth under the light mail used by the Graveyard guards. At your waist is a razored longsword and your eyes glow in the darkness.

"Those savages from the northern realms, the beast men who struck down two of my greatest servants have come! They come to take OUR rightful prey! To strike US down and take OUR heads as trophies for their false gods!"
You roar, gesturing towards the glow on the horizon of the great hordes campfires and ransacked villages. Smoke curls into the dark, star filled sky from a dozen villages.

"Those men would challenge me. Their lives are forfeit."
You conclude, leaping atop Setgashes shoulder and gesturing for your small army to follow you.

Urziel marches along solidly across from your Risen, the two leading a group of Zombies each. Your Ripper leads the pack of Flesh Horrors at the rear, claws shredding the soil with every step. Your aberration reports from the air of the three possible targets.

>The burning farming village- possibly a high number of inexperienced raiders.

>The smoking convoy on the road- most likely a assault force of seasoned warriors

>The Ransacked Coastal village-most likely a medium number of raiders and ships.

>>1717172
>>The burning farming village- possibly a high number of inexperienced raiders.
We'll start small to gauge the enemy.

Also what about that 20 senpai?

>>1717178
That 20 will effect their readiness and your initial assault.

>>1717172
>>The burning farming village- possibly a high number of inexperienced raiders.

Rolled 17, 5 = 22 (2d20)

I just realized something. We have blood magic to shapeshift, right? We do we have to shapeshift into the nude? Can't we just magik ourselves a layer of clothes on top?

Expanding on that, couldn't we shapeshift a smog and mass soul reap our way through the enemies? Especially if they're unblessed. After all, it is awfully hard to cut smoke.

>>1717241
That's a bit overpowered which Id why i haven't allowed it yet. Don't want you guys getting through everything with 0 effort.

>>1717178
Second! Build up bigger zombie horde numbers so we can just have some cannon fodder while the real minions do the work.

>>1717270
Nope, I want a change that I assumed was coming up since we fighting an army

>>1717172
>The burning farming village- possibly a high number of inexperienced raiders.

>Farming Village

>20. The Raiders at the farming village are unprepared.

Marching through the fields and meadows of the countryside your forces turn toward a bright burning bonfire in the distance. A collection of several dozen small dwellings, large barns and storage bins burning brightly become clearly visible as you grow closer

Screams and the clash of metal on metal can be heard as the last few smatterings of resistance are beaten down, a collection of severed heads already mounted on long poles around a smoking pile of slaughtered men and old villagers. Women and children sit shackled under the watchful eye of several dozen men in hide armor and wielding notched axes and shields.

A group of mounted, armored men canter around the ruins of the village, barking orders in their harsh tongue as they brandish their weapons. It seems they are preparing to move out with their loot and slaves.

>Facing
>55 Kardel Raiders
>2 Ogres
>12 Mounted Oath-Riders.

>Your forces
>Thrane
>Setgash
>30 Skeleton warriors
>Ripper
>5 Flesh Horrors.
>Risen
>20 Zombies
>Zombie Fun Squad
>Urziel
>1 Imp
>Aberration

>Full Charge

>Pincer movement (send who to flank)

>Magical assault (who and how)

>Attack from the rear as they leave

>Other

>>1717522
Alright here's how we'll split the forces.
55 Raiders:Ripper and flesh horrors with the help of our Aberration.
2 Orgers:Thrane, Risen and Zombie boys.
12 mounted Oath-Riders:Setgesh and his skeletons, Urziel.
Send the zombies and imps where they are needed.

>>1717522
>sneak up and enthrall one of the riders, get him to draw the rest with him into an ambush, then
>>1717576
this guy's split

>>1717576
Stirke hard at the Radiers trying to take out as many as possible so we can redirect the ripper and Horrors to flank the Orgers.
Thrane should try thrall the Orgers, if they prove to be to much of challenge, kill then raise,
The mouthed people, keep the horses Alive and take them out fast.

>>1717522
Let's do a something like this: the zombie fun squad, ripper and horrors, risen flank out and kill from behind and the sides. The rest of the team swarms in like a horror. Thrane enacts one of those huge ass soul rips at 100%. Anyone who survives dies anyway. Urziel acts as a hellpowered guardian to you, and uses flaming ranged attacks.

>>1717609
Allow me to restate. We slowly March in, using our nastiest ranges abilities while our minions turn anything close to us into meat salad. The murder team sneaks around in the chaos murdering. I imagine the ripper will delight in simply disembowling the mammoths and possibly a few unwary ogres. They can enjoy the fight holding their guts.

>>1717639
Looks good to me, I'll support. Time for a soul orgy

>>1717609
Alright, I'll throw my support behind this plan,

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>>1717738
thanks for the support. here is some evil for you.

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>>1717728
and you get some evil too.

>pick your targets.
>20 is still in effect.

You step forward as the raiders begin gathering their prisoners, pushing the weeping villagers along with kicks and blows. A nimbus of dark energy gathers around your palm. Slowly you extend your arm and release the spell into the midst of the raiders. With a rumbling explosion they, a clump of the prisoners and side of the hill they stand upon all vanish. Ash and carbonised bone drift earthward as your soldiers run, howling into battle.

Sethagh chatters as he charges forth, his Skeletons forming a wall of spears behind him as he crashes into a clump of Raiders. Men chop ineffectively at his stout limbs before being crushed into the ground or speared upon his claws before being thrown through the air. The skeletons surge into the disorganized mass of men, spears and swords sinking deep into flesh, blood arcing high into the air as the razored bone is pulled free. The raiders heavy axes crack bone and score lines across the hardened skulls but the momentum is too strong.

A ogre falls backward, heavy club forgotten as your Ripper buries its claws into its chest, a pair of flesh horrors diving into its broad belly claws first. The mighty beasts roars of agony ring across the battlefield as your Risen leads his Zombies in.

His blade flashing and knocking away a raiders notched Sword before sweeping around and opening his belly. Kicking away the dying man he grabs another by the throat, tossing him into the heavy swing of a spiked club, his brain matter clinging to the cruel metal. A bolt of blue fire shoots from his hand, knocking back a charging raider and igniting the hide chestpiece of his armor. As the cursing man struggles to get back up a long spear plunges through his throat. Urziel roars as he swipes with his massive clawed paws, shearing through flesh and pulping bone with powerful blows. No matter how fierce the flames of skin burn, the northmen do not however. Their bodies refuse to ignite.

With a shout of rage the Oath riders surge in, axes and spears shining in the firelight.

"Forward! For Undvek! Slay the cowardly undead!"
Shouts one, a red bearded man with blue runic tattoos swirling down his arms.

Their charge pierces through the center of the formation,knocking aside zombies and trampling them underhoof. Axes and swords swing, opening up gaping rents in your soldiers flesh before the charge passes through.

The Raiders and Oath Riders regroup, the remaining Ogre hefting a massive stone hhammer and roaring its challenge as your troops fight their way free of the first assault.

Bodies litter the ground but your forces have taken no casualties, the northmen having been taken by surprise. A bolt of blue flame aimed at the head of the Raid leader is swatted aside by a rune inscribed axehead with a snort of contempt.

>Charge before they can charge

>Open up with a magical assault. Maybe it will go better with your help

>Challenge the leader to a duel

>other

>>1717828

>Challenge the leader to a duel

Or

>Open up with a magical assault. Maybe it will go better with your help

Whichever one of these gets the most support

>>1717828
Start off with a magic attack, soul rip the Ogre and then send random death bolts. Risen send lighting and fire into the masses, have the flying thing of ours fill the battle field with pungent poisons fog, Setgash using what ever offensive magic he has to attack the riders.
>The riders and Ogre should be the main focus, the leader should be focused down by Thrane.

>>1717828
>With a rumbling explosion they, a clump of the prisoners and side of the hill they stand upon all vanish. Ash and carbonised bone drift earthward as your soldiers run, howling into battle.
Fucking brutal.

>>1717858
magical assault involving everyone who can magically assault. While that is happening the ripper team, and zombie fun squad should take the ride part out of the oathriders and kill their mounts.

No one wins a war by playing fair.

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>>1717828
We need more art of our undead and skeleton troops.

>>1717907
Actually, good idea killing the horses, we can raise them as undead mounts for the Risen and,undead zombie boys.

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>>1717828
>>1717915
Wait a second, I think I got the perfect aesthetic for our zombie and skeletal warriors.

The marching undead Roman legion.

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>>1717921
Yes, perfect. We'll have to give each legion a zombie or skeletal commander buffed to hell and back with points in necromancy and intelligence to command them into tight and intelligent formations to improve their effectiveness in battle.

>>1717906
As per cursed, even though the souls and flesh are gone, setgash can vaccum up such bone debris. Setgash will grow larger.

>>1717828
>other
Question, can we AOE raise the undead?

>Magic assault and charge seems to be consensus.

>Roll me 3d20. First 2 for your and your minions spell accuracy and power and the third to see if you can overcome their natural resistance to magic.

Rolled 18, 2, 19 = 39 (3d20)

>>1718025

Rolled 16, 6, 17 = 39 (3d20)

>>1718025
Roll.

Also,
>>1717938
?

Rolled 14, 20, 6 = 40 (3d20)

>>1718025

>>1718068
Holy shit, nice save.

>>1718028
>>1718052
>>1718068
18 20 19? Damn we good.

Whew.
18, 20, 19.

B. E. A. Utiful.

>>1717938
Possibly, you'd have to commit a action to that.

>>1718083
Should. I have a feeling we have a good number of corpses laying around now that could be immediately raised to bolster our numbers significantly.

Sooo, can the undead we summon ride undead calvary?

>>1718173
well, considering our spell roll, that might be a doubled edged sword. we can see if setgash can use the bones to create skelleknights. if there are any bones leftover.

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>>1718173
>undead cavalry
You think so small. Should ride flaming demon cavalry.

>18. Deathbolt and Doomblasts away!
>20. Set Spells to kill!

"Kill them"

"FOR UNDVEK!"

The commands leave yours and the raid leaders mouth simultaneously, your troops charging forth as his do likewise. Spears and axes launch into the air, sinking home in living and undead flesh.

You extend your hand, releasing a flurry of dark pulses of energy into the raiders ranks. The pulses reduce the men they impact to paste, spattering them across the ground in wet pieces. Sundered armor falls to ground in smoking pieces as your barrage ends. The charging Ogre falls with a puzzled look on its dim face, touching the sizzling hole punched neatly through its heart and out the other side.

Lightning crackles across the battlefield along with gouts of deep blue flame, burning smoking holes through the raiders, bone and metal glowing alike under the intense heat.
Your Risen roars in triumph as he unleashes a tide of flame that scorches a clump of men to charred bones. His Imp flies overhead loosing crimson fireballs that cling unnaturally to the flesh of those they impact, scorching flesh from bone like a living inferno.

Urziel and Setgash surge forward, maws opening wide with surges of their own inner fire. Urziels infernal flame scorches men to black ash and glowing metal, weapons landing in pools of slag. Setgash spews forth a flood of pale violet flames that crawl with a life of their own. Flesh falls away like sand under the torrent, leaving behind cleaned white bones.

The Abberation swoops down, wings spreading a cloud of blackish green mist that envelops the more wounded Raiders, their wounds festering in moments before they collapse, spewing blood from their lips.

With fully half of the remaining forces destroyed your forces impact theirs like a sledgehammer. Claws and blades clash, black and crimson blood splashes the ground in great gouts. The stalwart Oath Riders are dismounted, their steeds butchered. The brave warriors fight back to back, their Rune inscribed armor deflecting all but the most serious blows. Their axes and swords fall like hammers, shattering bone and splitting flesh.

>Overwhelm the last resistance, cut them down

>Burn them with magic

>Challenge their leader to a duel

>Assume your True form. Fuck shit up in meee.

>Other

>>1718181
You, I like the way you think.

By why do they have to be demonic? Why not just slap that pyromancy on it and have nightmares. And then for good measure slap some skeletal dullahans (flaming of course) on top for a unit that has the power of two with the ability to split up?

Or give basic necromancy to a skeleton unit and have the horse under complete control of the skelebro.

>>1718187
>Setgash spews forth a flood of pale violet flames that crawl with a life of their own. Flesh falls away like sand under the torrent, leaving behind cleaned white bones.
How fucking horrifying.

>Overwhelm the last resistance, cut them down
Show how powerful we really are by not even having to physically lift a finger.

>>1718187
>Assume your True form. Fuck shit up in meee.

If you want something done right, do it yourself. Feast on a few souls while your at it. Try to disable to keep the orcs and riders alive while you're at it. We can experiment if we get them alive.

>>1718191
Ah shit, didn't read the part that said ogres were kill. Darn.

>>1718187
>>Assume your True form. Fuck shit up in meee.
>Assume your True form. Fuck shit up in meee.
We need to think of our poor, poor abomination. It is likely hungry now.

>>1718201
I didnt even notice that typo

>>1718216
...want to know something fucked up. Neither did I until just now when you pointed it out.

I fucked up on the paste.

>>1718233
Don't copy paste, just highlight the one you want sans >, and click reply.

>Assume your True from, Fuck them up.

Rollerino. 2d20 for your combat prowess against some highly skilled warriors.

Rolled 10, 15 = 25 (2d20)

>>1718252

Rolled 12, 9 = 21 (2d20)

>>1718252

Time for double ones

Rolled 5, 2 = 7 (2d20)

>>1718252

Rolled 7, 2 = 9 (2d20)

>>1718257
>>1718267
>>1718269
Could've been better. Pretty sad after the fight our minions put up.

>>1718278
Hey, I got you a base success and a nat 20 last time, be grateful.

>>1718278
hey, we just kicked ass magically against hard guys. Now consider that we are going to go in grandstanding like assholes when we should have hung back and just torn them to shreds under a mass of undead flesh.

>>1718283
That's what I wanted to do.

>>1718287
They need to fear Thrane, Soul Sucker of the Sanguine.

>>1718298
Vampires live long by making smart moves and being a general chess-master. We're not going to live long if we throw ourselves into the fight unneeded all the time.

>>1718301
But all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.

>12, 15. Not without a fight.

The red Bearded leader of the Oath Riders stands tall among his battered dozen. Armor rent and bloodied they trade blows with your warriors. Their Runic axes leave vicious wounds in the bodies of your flesh Horrors, sending your Risen back with a deep slash across his chestpiece. Even Setgash is resistant,the claws of one massive arm chipped and broken from the blows.

Sending a zombie stumbling back with its innards falling out among its feet he cracks the undeads head open with a downward swipe, facing your boldly
"Come! Craven undead FILTH! The Lord of Battle smiles upon our deaths! FOR UNDV-"

"Silence"
Your voice cuts across the battlefield as you stride through your troops. Your armor falls to the ground as your body shifts and changes, rising head and shoulders above your Zombies and the Oath Riders.

"You want to face a challenge little man? Face me.... And face your worthy....deeeeaaaath"
Your voice warps and distorts as you approach, your skin becoming armor plate, your skull a armored helm of fanged bone. Your fingers shift into black blades as long as swords. You stand before them and beckon them close with your claws

They die bravely, that can be said. Surging forth into your troops they hack and slash wildly, blind to pain and fearless.

Thrusting forward you sink your claws into the belly of one, the bone punching through his armor. To your surprise he grips your massive wrist, pulling himself closer to hack at your arm, carving chips from the black bone and splitting the skin beneath.

Snarling you clench your claws, shredding his midsection. Leaving the man to his fate as two wayward pieces you slash aside the sword of a second, the dagger in his off hand scoring a line across your chest before you stab through his throat, flinging him over your shouldering in a arc of blood.

Stepping forward you pull a Zombie back and face your foe, The Oath Rider leader. With a roar he draws a sword, his axe in the other hand. Ducking under your swipe He thrusts into a gap in your hide, releasing a spurt of black blood before rolling backward to avoid your enraged blow.

Seems Hes quite the capable fighter

>Fight aggressively- overpower him

>Fight Defensively-choose your blows

>Fight Dirty-Doomblast to the face

>Other

>>1718333
>>Fight Dirty-Doomblast to the face
Fuck him. Turn his skull inside out with one.

>>1718333
>>Other
Be distractingly defensive, while Setgash attacks from behind

>>1718301
>>1718323
Gonna pass out. Wish the remainder of you well.

Suggestion: This was the easiest fight of the lot, and we got lucky. Thats it.

-Setgash needs to get a massive upgrade to durability and strength. see how much bone he can pull from the battlefield.

-Those ogre corpses will be a nice upgrade to our zombie fun squad, and we can outfit our zombies in all the looted gear that has enchantments on it that is leftover. Maybe even research some.

-thrane is going up against one big motherfucker. We need to upgrade our skeleton more, and our claws more.

-The bear needs more fire and demonology.


We need to do "blood of my blood" to the lightning mage, and get him to work on taking over the criminal element of the city. Have him waiting at our crypt when we return home so that can be done.

>>1718342
Turn the ogre corpses into Setgash's honor guard.

>>1718333
>Other

Fight extra dirty. Drain his blood from a distance, even if it doesnt kill him, it empowers us. From there, rip his soul out with an empowered soul rip. We got the skills, might as well use em.

>>1718333
>Fight Defensively-choose your blows

We got this skin for a reason.

>>1718338
>>1718340
Guys, no, we fought dirty before and that turned out bad. We need to win this with honor, we are an undead lord, not an undead pleb.
>Fight agressivly.

>>1718342
>and get him to work on taking over the criminal element of the city
Is there really any point to that anymore? We're pretty much at the stage of 'just fuck everything up and steal their souls.'

>>1718333

>Fight aggressively- overpower him

Let's butcher him like a pig

>>1718350
Exactly, an undead lord. Emphasis on undead, we're evil and fight to win and come out on top.

Leave the honor to the heroes.

>Votes seem to be

>Aggressive-2

>Defensive-2

>Dirty dirty- 2

>>1718374
DIRTY.

>>1718374
I'm still for aggressive

>>1718382
What if we just flat out ripped his soul out? That's technically being aggressive while still being dirty.

>>1718385
>Particularly strong Northerner
>Northerners have innate resistance to magic.

>>1718385
Possible,just difficult

>>1718385
Nope. I wanna be a honorable man, we are a vampire LORD, we have to set an example that we could rip his soul from him yet chose to beat him though skill and physical prowess alone.

>>1718389
>>1718392
Dammit, now I'm on the fence about ripping his soul out or just doomblasting his head apart.

I'll switch to aggro.

Rolled 11, 7 = 18 (2d20)

>>1716893

>>1718449
kek dude. A little late.

>5 for attack
>2 for defence
>3 to be a dirty skank

It's decided.

Also, I propose we leave one survivor out of all this - we'll tell him to take a message to Undvek himself that in Islavind he and his men found out why little boys and girls are afraid of the dark.

>>1718601

I'm pretty sure that's these unwashed barbarians' god Mal

>>1718672
I'm thinking their god is a bit like Odin, glorifying the hero's death and welcoming them in a warrior's heaven. How do you scare someone that's not afraid of being killed like a man? You tell them you're going to kill them like a dog. Not one of them fears arrows or soldiers with swords and shields, but perhaps they're unnerved by a twisted, formless blackness that comes to you when you sleep.

>>1718694

Then let's make sure we cripple our enemy right now and leave him to beg for death. And deny him over and over and over again

>>1718708
Interesting idea, but it's all for nothing if nobody sees. I suggest we torture him to madness using the Abomination's Mind Over Matter ability and send him back a broken man, needing to be led by the aforementioned witness.

... wait.

Blue tattoos, and really tall and tough. Choosing between fighting nobly and fighting dirty.

What if this guy's a shapeshifter? Like the one that absolutely raped Thrane before?

>>1718965

We're stronger than before and we have back up, he pulls the shapeshifting shenanigans we'll reverse rape him

>>1718977
Yeah, good point - just remember, there's always the chance Cursed might throw a small squad at us now that we're stronger.

>>1719082

Which means MORE SOULS TO FEAST UPON! And more test subjects/food for the troops/toys/future undead soldiers for us

>>1718868
tailor the response to the audience. Our enemies wont be impressed, or fearful; that much is obvious with our most recent encounters.

Staying low key, and leaving no witnesses is crucial. We dont need to expose our presence until its necessary. Gathering as many resource, maxing out our zombie, skeleton, imp, and horror count is crucial.

Keep in mind the enemies we fought were just low tier or even rank and file compared to what is out there. We need to prepare. Or another option is to take all the resources before they can, and move southward as a horde. No need to really fight them right away. Perhaps even lead them into another army.

>>1719180
Every Achilles has a heel. What we need to do in my opinion is keep tabs on them with the Aberration and the Ripper, reflect on what we already know about them and try and find the keystone on which the horde rests.

>Aggressive fighting it is.

>Roll me 2d20 for your battle against the Oath Rider Captain.

Rolled 16, 11 = 27 (2d20)

>>1719476

Rolled 14, 4 = 18 (2d20)

>>1719476

Rolled 20, 1 = 21 (2d20)

>>1719476

>>1719486
I don't know whether to congratulate you or be mad at you.

>>1719518
Well then.

>>1719476
HELLO?

>>1720527
HEY! You cool you fucking jets, he's only got one eye, he can take as long as long as he damn well pleases

>>1719180
We should come like a thief in the night. Sneak in, grab some bodies, leave. It wont be as efficient but we will sow fear. Do that with some specialized minions with Camo like Ripper and raid raiding parties with the others that way they dont feel safe in camp or outside of it. Because if it is just destroying raiding groups, that is sort of normal for a horde, sure it is dangerous to raid but once you get back to cam you are safe. If we make it so that there is still a chance of you being dragged off in the night even in camp we might be able to dissolve the horde.

>>1720656
SMART.

This is something we should be able to excel at, being a dark lord and vampire and all.

>Sorry about the delay guys! Some serious familial issues came up today and i wasn't able to get the free time to post.

Writing!

>>1721813
FUG

>20. You deal some incredible damage.

"Undead filth! The lord of battles smiles upon my blades this night!"
Spits the Oath Rider, slashing AMD hacking with expert precision and near inhuman strength. Cracks and chips appear in your armor wherever his sword or axe strikes. Black blood drips from gaps in your armor as he parries and evades your blows, laughing, drunk on his battle-lust. You take your time, slashing at him heavily, each blow knocking chips from his sword and axe.

Waiting for the perfect opportunity....

NOW.

With a sudden lunge you catch his arm in your claws, Stopping a heavy chop aimed at your shoulder joint. Twisting your powerful wrist before he can withdraw, the armor ripping into his flesh as the bone is twisted ninety degrees. His face tightens with agony as you seize the initiative, plunging your other claws through his chest, hauling him high into the air and pulling him close.

His bearded face has gone pale, the ginger beard now scarlet with blood trickling from his lips. He weakly spits bloody saliva into your face before you sink your fangs intobthe junction of his shoulder and neck.

>1. But so does he.

"The... Sons of Kardel do... Not... Die easily... Grave Worm!"
He coughs, before a blinding, piercing pain erupts in the side of your neck. A flood of black blood courses down your side as he twists the broad bladed dagger in the wound. Your screech of agony bubbles the blood in his throat as you fling him away, tumbling and broken. Armor rent and body shattered, flesh torn but spirit unbroken, he comes to rest among a pile of his former men, eyes glassy and upturned to the night sky.

You screech and spit in rage and pain as you rip the dagger free, the flesh of your throat slowly sealing together as you sag to your knees, weakened by the loss of blood.

Your minions rush forward to assure your safety but you wave them away, slowly reverting to your human form. You are wounded, not dead. Well not entirely anyway.

>Thrane is heavily wounded but victorious.
>Lost 9 Zombies
>Lost 11 Skeleton warriors

>Gained
>9 Souls
>47 Raider corpses
>12 Oath Rider and Mount bodies
>2 Ogre corpses
>19 Villager Prisoners
>Steel Weapons and Armor
>Rune Weapons

>Raise some minions from the available bodies

>Equip your Zombies with the available weapons and armor

>Allow Setgash to fill his unit capacity from the available bones (30/50)

>Other

>>1721974

Let's eat a few corpses and get back to being a healthy undead boy.

And of course

>Raise some minions from the available bodies
>Equip your Zombies with the available weapons and armor
>Allow Setgash to fill his unit capacity from the available bones (30/50)

And let's look over the prisoners, see anything unique about them. If not then let's just drain their souls and raise them up

>>1722023
You can raise advanced minions from the getgo with Corrupting touch. Think of it as having +3 Points to spend on them from the beginning.

>Equip your Zombies with the available weapons and armor
not yet. tell that lightinging mage to send someone knowledgeable about this stuff. turn him into a slave and let him appraise and or work in the forge
>Allow Setgash to fill his unit capacity from the available bones (30/50)
yes
>Raise some minions from the available bodies
Always do Corrupting touch. carry the good ones home, raise them in peace and quiet
>Equip your Zombies with the available weapons and armor
not yet. get the lightening mage to send someone knowledgeable, turn him into a slave and let him appraise the stuff first.
>Other
let the villagers go. show them a nice smile and send them to town. slowly turn their religion into a cult of thrane worshippers

>>1721974
>other see if we can drain the power from the runed weapons

>>1722110

Well lets raise up all the raiders, the riders and ogres. I have an idea for something involving the riders

>>1722123
what the. well i'm drunk.

>>1722023
Second, but use corrupting touch on the prisoners, I don't think we can do that to dead bodies.
Raise the horses and riders, but Thrane and Risen should get horses.
Rise the Ogre, cause you know, big ass zombies

Your current minion capacity is
26/120 undead
2/50 blooded
5/50 Fleshcrafted

Setgashes minion capacity
19/50

Feel free to use Corrupting touch which i have adjusted to be +3 Points to be allocated upon creation of the minion.

If you dont wish to do that then I will just raise as them as Zombies

>>1722388
Raise as many undead as we can, get Setgesh up to 50 skeletons.
With corrupting touch go, 2 damage 1 durability.

>>1722128
I say we rend the flesh from the horses, and add bones to the riders to make nightmare dullahans.

>>1722715
Also, can we flesh craft the abberation into a singular eyeball with multiple pupils that turn freely? We can have the back be a place of nerves and stuff like some sort of morbid ponytail so he can still murder stealthily.

>>1721974
All named characters gorge on flesh, heal, attempt to upgrade.

Summon 4 imps.

Raise max skeletons, max zombies, resurrect fallen minions where possible.

Summon lightning mage to lair for upgrading. ( blood of my blood)

If villagers are common, remove souls.

Distribute salvage amongst troops.

Setgash needs more durability. All of it. He is our line breaker.

>>1722767
+this

>>1722719
The Aberration is already a mass of tentacles with eyes studded all over, it can see in all directions at once. Not really necessary.
>>1722767
Second, plus Blood Of My Blood one villager and send him to the Kardel horde so the savages know that all they will find here is Islavind swords and spears by day, and eldritch undead horrors by night. Might make Undvek a bit more wary about us, make him hold off his assault until we're ready to receive them.

>>1723099
nah, don't go into open conflict already. we're talking about capable warlord and not some smalltime gangleader

>>1723099

Better yet, Amigawara Fault that poor son of a bitch with fleshcrafting.

>>1723133
To be fair, I reckon the Islavind military (which is much larger and more capable than us) is going to help out by handling a lot of the actual fighting and keeping them at bay - we'll just be responsible for killing off the nighttime raids, which probably won't be nearly as bad as the main forces.

>>1723133
So in other words, the military handle the bulk and the numbers, we handle the morale.

Speaking of which, I think I've figured out how to deal with the horde. If we find Undvek and kill him, dominate him or otherwise make him unfit to lead, the horde will disperse.

>>1723175

Undvek is more than likely their god Mal, can't commit god murder yet

>>1723175
i don't want to be on Islavinds side in this, though. i would rather keep on stirring up horror on both sides

>>1723182
No, Undvek is the great big warrior on the mammoth. A tough cookie to be sure, but still very mortal.

>>1723205
Think about it like this: one side is significantly less likely to be a threat than the other in the short term.

Alternatively, we could just pack our bags and skedaddle. Explore the world. We don't owe these losers anything.

>>1723237
wait. i thought Undvek was the 9m giant, not the mammoth one?

>>1723245
You mean the thirty foot giant. And no, Cursed specifically said it was the mammoth guy's army.

anyway...i don't see how making ourselves known to any of them, would be helpful at the moment.

>>1723237

Well shit

>>1723269

I propose we fuck off to somewhere we're able to get plenty of souls without anyone really caring. I propose we go to the not Spain/France place and steal the souls out of the lower class to make mad gains.

Maybe go back north and annihilate it once we have a big enough army, or enough people with huge levels in magic. We'll rule the place like our own personal farm, take care of our meals well enough until we decide to get their delicious souls and bodies to chow down on

>>1723331
this is going to attract murderhobos and get us killed for good.

>>1723354
We ARE the murderhobo! And we can MAKE murderhobos! WE ARE UNSTOPPABLE!!!!!

>>1723354

Well we can go somewhere and find some primitive tribal savages and either eat them body and soul or have them come to worship us as a god.

>>1723365
we're the BBEG
>>1723366
i'm all for becoming god

>>1723379

Once we do become a god, I propose we find more ways of getting power. And eating every god weaker than us

>>1723245
30 feet anon. Feet.

>>1722767
>Setgash has gained 31 Skeleton Warriors
>Thrane has gained 16 Zombies.
>Thrane has gained 12 Death Riders.
>Risen has Gained 4 Imps (5/5)

The bodies of the fallen raiders and slaughtered villagers are set upon by Setgashs skeleton warriors. Their bones are torn free and cleaned to a pearly shine in the Bonewardens cleansing flame. With a breathe of the pale violet flame the skeletons stand, clutching weapons and shields of molded bone.

You stalk across the battlefield, spitting black blood onto the faces of the fallen, watching their skin thicken and darken, muscle bulging under the Grey skin. Gripping their weapons they stand, eyes turning to follow your progress as you approach the fallen Oath riders.

Drizzling a healthy amount of blood onto their faces and gaping wounds you move onto their mounts, a sprinkling of fat, black droplets across the powerful horses heads.

With twitches and groans the fallen warriors rise, their wounds sealing and bones resetting as they mount their undead steeds, armor clattering as they watch you carefully, flesh peeling away to reveal the red muscle and bone beneath their armor.

The Risen drags always four of the more wounded prisoners, a wave of his hand creating a large summoning circle around them. The men and women scream in terror and pain as the burning symbols scorch their feet and palms as they attempt to crawl away only to be thrown back by the magical barrier.

His sacrificial dagger shoots through their throats before returning to his hand, blood absorbing into the cursed metal as the sacrifices are incinerated, Imps crawling through the ashes to kneel and swear loyalty to your cause in the infernal tongue.

>-4 Prisoners

>Question prisoners for useful skills

>Soul drain prisoners

>Return to Crypt with prisoners and loot

>Other

>>1723501

>Return to Crypt with prisoners and loot

TIME TO HEAD HOME

Wait, we raised the ogres right? If not then lets do so before leaving

>>1723515
Shit I forgot about them.

>Gained 2 Ogre Zombies.

>>1723527

Well TIME TO HEAD FOR THE CRYPT. And should we encounter people on the road, through the woods, we take them prisoner, something to take a good soul or a few from later

>>1723530
+this

>>1723530
support
>>1723501

>>1723515
>Support
Also keep the Aberration in the air, make sure we can keep an eye on the horde and how they like the Islavind cavalry.

>>1723501
Head on home. We can question the prisoners there.

Cursed: what upgrade path do we need to take to withstand the accursed Sun? We have a big of souls and meat....most of it walking.

>>1723659
Also semi related, but thanks for the quest update man. Its good stuff. Still moving, so sorry for the weaker posts on my end. For as much as you entertain us, I hope you are having some fun as well.

>>1723891
He does it not for honor, anon.
But for you.

>>1724110
He's a big guy, for all of us.

>>1724110
He truly is one of the magnificent few

>>1724466
VECNA FOR PRESIDENT!!

>>1713993
>Undead Quest
Hey, this looks cool!
>CursedQm

...Nevermind, I'll just go archive binge again...

4chan ate my initial reply so basically here's the abridged version.

On the way back to the crypt your Aberration and imps spy from the air the early morning assault on Sverelfan by Undveks horde. The city holds against the initial assault but it does not look promising. A massive cloud of dust and specks in the distant sky signal the imminent arrival of Islavind forces.

Returning to crypt Sophie reports that among the remaining prisoners you have..

>3 with potential for simple magic
>1 Blacksmith
>1 Herbalists apprentice

Sophie approaches you about experimenting on your Ogre Zombies to increase their damage.

Skerath has arrived to report along with a dozen humans he has brought as tribute to you. He is wounded and seems apprehensive to return to Sverelfan.

>Blood and assign the Skilled humans

>Improve the Crypt

>Upgrade minions (9 souls available)

>Have Minions perform a daytime assault

>other

>>1724551
Well that's hurtful :(

>>1724652
You know what they say; better to get an eye out than a rumor.

>>1724648
>Blood and assign the Skilled humans
Have the Blacksmith and Herbalists go into town to buy supplies they need, having out lighting mage supply them with money.
>3 with potential for simple magic.
1 go with natural and druid type magic, 1 go for healing and hexing while the last will be another necromancer working with Sophie as an assistant.

>Improve the Crypt
Dig deep, make a room just for Risen and our bear to practice demonology, a crypt for Setgesh and our lesser minions and makeshift prison for our P.O.Ws

>>1724648
>Blood and assign the simple humans
Get the blacksmith improving the runed weapons and/or carving runes into the regular weapons, and see if the herbalist's apprentice can work with Sophie to make anything useful.

>Other
I think it would be useful to fleshcraft one of the prisoners into a living bomb and situate them in the tunnel between the crypt lair and the cave lair. Just in case one of them gets attacked, we have a relatively safe escape route.

>>1724648
>>Blood and assign the Skilled humans

>>1724648
> Blood and assign the skilled humans.
The smith is obviously going to work the forge while the herbalist begins training under Sophie in alchemy. Start getting our potion on.

> Blood of My Blood for Skerath
Something of a reward for his service, though he has to know that he's going to be following us into the thick of battle.

> Give the potential mages over for training under Skerath or Sophie.
If they're kids, all the better. We want to destroy as much of their memories of their old lives as possible, and replace them with a near-fanatical devotion to Thrane.

> Upgrade Urziel's Intelligence with 4 souls.
We have to. I mean, he's got even more power than the Risen, and all that's holding him back is that he still retains a savage animal consciousness.

>>1724704
>>1724750
Wait wait, make the mages, one druid, one ice mage and one earth.
The druid can help out our Herbalist growing a garden, the ice mage is just good for offensive actions and defensive actions and the earth mage can help make a mine and fine metals and such.

Also, ask what happened to Skerath? If he needs bodyguards or for us to kill some people tell him to tell us.

>>1724946
Those /sound/ fine, but we have no way of learning the druidic arts as we have no captive druids to eat/study under, and we are effectively a undead BBEG. We oppose the laws of nature simply by existing.

Elementalism is comparatively easier, since you're channeling a single element at a time (unless you are exceptionally skilled and/or powerful).

As for Skerath; he's a mage with both power and experience on a battlefield. He was likely enlisted to help defend the town against the barbarian horde.

>>1724648
>Blood upgrade to Sekrath if its not already taken place, it is a reward for his service, and a practicality. Ask him what in town that bothers him so?

>Blood control over the 5 humans, assigned to Sophie. the teams first task will be to dog pile the Ogres and upgrade them.

>As much as we like the minions, upgrading them takes second string to upgrading ourself. Simply soul drain all 12 prisoners, bringing us up to 21 souls. We eat them all, and then as many bodies as our belly will hold. The other minions eat all the flesh they can handle as well.

The city is very busy, I think it might be time to have our minions raid the rest of the graveyard, and start hauling bodies back. Raise up our max zombies and from there split the meat and bones with setgash and the crew. The number of minions we have will be able to turn this place upside down pretty fast.

>>1725677
building on this:
The other minions will get their turn for souls in the next harvest.

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I'm thinking that we should invest in another folklore-inspired monster; the Nuckelavee. A skinless, demonic centaur-like monster that breeds pestilence, famine and horror wherever it tread.

Obviously we'd need to put together the proper..materials..for such a terrible creation, but our new friend Undvek has been kind enough to provide. Such a generous man. We should make sure to share our glorious work with him, and to thank him in person.

Getting into the crunch of it, I figure that the first step in bringing such a beast to 'life' would be to flesh-craft the bodies of a draft horse and an ogre together. The second step would be to bind a significantly potent demon inside the body. The final step would be to empower the fiend with our black, blighted blood, and the screaming souls of at least a dozen humans.

>>1725749
I like it, but i would just treat it as an upgrade for the deathknights we have. There are plenty of riders, and horses. The ogres are significantly larger than a human, but our mutated zombies are big enough to be hulking, but not gigantic.

tl/dr: Fuse the knights and mounts if you so wish, and cursed allows it. Would be easier.

For as much fun as it is for us to create new creatures, each special snowflake sorta adds to the complexity of tracking shit for cursed...unless there was a nice upgrade for simply disassembling the ogres for their muscle mass to add to the knights, then feeding the bones to setgash.

>>1725749

I can agree with that idea, so long as we can do my idea of an undead hekatonkaries as well.

>>1724648

>Blood and assign the Skilled humans

The mages get blooded, have them work on a different kind of magic. One doing pyromancy, one for necromancy, and another for some kind of healing that doesn't fuck undead in the ass.

For the blacksmith he'll make weapons, have the herbalist go into town to get supplies and bring Skerath over so we can blood him

>Improve the Crypt

Let's have Setgash and the skeletons make a holding cell and some new quarters for the humans.

>Upgrade minions (9 souls available)

Let's up Urziel's intelligence by four, give a couple of souls to the Abomination too

>>1723659
IIRC it had to do with skin.

>>1724648
>Blood and assign the Skilled humans
can we tear out their soul and put it back into them like we did with that one guy before? do that with the blacksmith.
>Have Minions perform a daytime assault
there's got to be a hospital for wounded solders. raid it. abudct doctors, feldshears, nursers and clerics.

>>1727362
We can make another Revenant, sure. Don't know what you want with doctors, though - medicine doesn't work on vampires.

>>1727529
but it works on human slaves and centipedes

>>1727532
The centipede is a skeleton, and prisoners are qucker and easier to replace than to repair.

>>1727544
>create an undead mad surgeon
>stich together all kind of living, unliving and mechanical stuff
>???
>profit

>>1727529
yet anon...yet.

rip you quest

>>1728774
not dead yet. I am waiting about 36 hours from cursed's last post. Usually one of his followers from discord updates us. If not I might pull a Malchemist and run the quest till thread end. Fun fact: I QM'd a long ass quest that ran for several years.

>>1728897
Hint?

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>>1729104
Follow-up

>>1729122
Fuck. Hard times for Cursed. Thanks for the Update Slime.
>>1729031
Primordial Evolution/ Civilization. Started off with one GM, then I ended up running it for a while. On occasion we ran muti-GM threads. To this day I maintain the game is indonesiangentleman's and I was just keeping it warm.

I look back on it and see a lot of mistakes, but not bad for a guy with fresh TBI at the time.

>>1724648
starting off by saying if I step on any toes, disregard my post, pretend it never happened if it makes you feel better. I will be following Cursed's roll system. I dont have access to the docs, so I am not sure of the real stats, but here we go.
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The coolness of the crypt is welcome respite from the prior battle. Taking human form you find yourself lounging quite lazily on a pile of rags despite the inevitable conflicts to come. Despite bleeding, and possibly missing a few fingers Skerath looks at you expectedly while you ponder for a moment finally you beckon him over, your hand momentarily shifting into a smaller form of your true claws as you gesture. The collective mortals shudder in fear, one man clearly pissing himself. Its the little things in unlife that really make it all worthwhile.

You look apprasingly over the chattel Skerath brought, a dozen in all. He shakes his head dismissively. Gathering a twisting ball of energy you flick it over the crowd; the ball flys true, uncoiling and shooting out inky tendrils, slipping past the 5 mortals with a shred of talent and grabbing violently onto the collected men and women. Lifting your hand and then snapping it down sharply the captives follow suit, levitating off the ground and subsequently slamming down, souls ripping from flesh in dramatic fashion. 12 limp corpses obtained. 12 souls obtained.

"Skerath....you look fatigued. Drink." A long black nail slices open your flesh, blood filling a long forgotten chalice supplied by an equally long forgotten corpse of some nobility. Though he obeys you, you can see displeasure behind his eyes, you control his will, but not his desires. Lifting the vessel to his lips you can smell his dripping blood mixing with the grave dust. Exquisite. He partially drains the chalice, remaining stoic up until the point he falls over screaming.

The mage's skin turns chalk white, and fingernails begin to split from tip, giving way to blackened claws. Gagging turns to vomiting and writing as he rips at his chest, shredding already tattered robes. Interestingly the tattoos that limn his body start to writhe, taking new shape and line. He finally rises after a few more moments of agony, chalk white skin slowly returns to it's natural color, he wipes away tar black blood from his mouth with a handful of rags "My Lord, as a slave to you, I am more than I ever was as king to myself." The risen is already at hand outfitting the mage in...somewhat fresher clothing, gauntlets obscuring his most obvious mutation. Though the slight scent of a fresh thunderstorm may give him away. "there is work to be done." You smile to yourself, its very quaint when the mortal servants think this change of heart is their own. The grin on your face grows larger and larger, eventually the masquerade of your human form begins to give way as your mouth stretches unnaturally from ear to ear, fangs protruding in ghastly perversion of joy.

>>1724648
Shuffling nervously after the last two displays the 5 prisoners are forced to kneel behind you, the risen's imps cackling evily as they grope and rip at hair, forcing their necks to crane up at you. Talking to them is almost tedious, repetitive every time. You were about to offer them a choice of life and death, perhaps a small speech. Instead irritation at their very existence snags you. Grabbing the nearest with one hand you squeeze his cheeks open, forcing your dark blood down his throat. Eyes rolling wildly, foaming, with black veins spreading across his body before slowly vanishing he gets up. Noticeably the young man's musculature has defined, and increased. Finally he returns to a kneeling position, silent. The imps restrain the other prisoners with perhaps a bit much glee, their claws poking thru a few cheeks. One by one the process is repeated. You notice Sophie smiling eagerly at your work, her sick heart is a thing to behold.

Finally you approach a powerfully built woman in a heavy leather apron, violently struggling going so far as to bite off an imp's finger who decided to ruin her face. "FUCK YOU HELL SPAWN" The imp's finger is not present on the floor, she swallowed it. Impressive tenacity. "I almost mistook you for my bear, human." She manages to catch a glance at the bear before spitting blood into your face. You give her a small not before grabbing her shredded face and repeating the process. She continues to scream profanities throughout the transformation before finally shutting up. Regrettable as it was entertaining compared to the others. The imp's infernal blood and flesh seem to have bonded to her being, skin now slightly reddened and teeth visibly pointed. A pity her true will is gone, you somewhat despondently let go of a quip about her further resembling Urziel. Gritting her teeth she looks at you "I serve you.." before shuddering for a moment "...Fucker." very impressive will on this one, it will be a joy to break.

In the time you were gone Sophie has had her minions dig out a series of small alcoves for about a dozen extra prisoners, each one nothing more than a notch in the wall with rusted iron shackles...and several chains hanging from the ceiling, some hooked. How lovely.

The trio of magic users are escorted off to Sophie's chambers for further tutilage and training, while the Herbalist has already started eagerly collecting various grave mosses and bits of bone, morality gone, he takes to his new work with great excitement.

Walking through your home you visit the..."forge"...it is a rough thing, but already there is something new. A shallow pit in the middle of the room with a stone outcropping forming some sort of container. The flaming form of urzile can be seen deep within. while coals atop blaze with an unnatural blue and purple, the smell of sulphur filling the room. Already your smith is collecting the slag and metals of the prior effort for reforging. The risen sits nearby the burning stones.

>>1724648
"Massster....your hellforge...." he gestures, the flames reflecting off his smooth bald head. It is an ugly, brutal thing, the very essence of the neatherflames bringing it to life. With a voice like old leather trying to gargle gravel, the risen continues "it is not without itssss...flawss. The Bear musst remain....while...we work."

wait...we? "We?" you look at the risen and notice a hammer in his hand "Yes....we. The Hellfire it iss powerful, it needss tending, a knowledgeable custodian." The Risen looks at the flames almost like a father to his child. The smith simply snorts and spits into the fire, an incorporeal face momentarily peers out at you before vanishing. This contraption is clearly useful, and dangerous. Pentagramic runes and wards pulse dimly in in the gloom, the fires not seeming to make as much light as they should.
---
Production of materials can begin, but at the cost of the Risen and Urziel for a given action phase.
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Stegash and his crew of skeletons set to busily improving the crypt while you send out the Ripper, Skerath, Zombie "commandos" and Aberration to capture or kill people useful to the war effort. The daytime raid is daring, but these are the best of your creations for the job.
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Sophine and the Abomination are eagerly chatting as you approach her quarters the slug like creature does it's best to bow at you "This one is pleased at your return, does it bring more delights?" You pat the creature on it's eye stalk "You are spoiled on warm flesh....there are a dozen corpses you can feast on." without speaking the creature almost makes a whining nose before crawling off in the direction of the recently deceased.
-lost 12 brains. gained 12 headless corpses.
(its getting late here guys, I am going to sleep, sorry about this last part.)

Sophie outlines several rather...exotic...ideas for the ogres, and even death knights. You have to admire her eagerness for the craft. The magical apprentices begin chanting, funneling their meager power to Sophie, preparing for her brand of necromancy. Rolling up your sleeves you approach one of the dead eyed ogre zombies, your hands twisting into eviscerating claws as you begin to remove flesh and tendon.
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DICE. I NEED DICE. I NEED dice+5D20
-Setgash's work
-The Forge's yield
-The Raid
-The Ogre's crafting
-The Death Knights upgrades

You have 21 souls, and 12 headless bodies.
Gained 3 Magical apprentices (novice) of undiscovered talent
1 graveyard alchemist (novice)
1 Hellsmith (novice)

Rolled 7, 1, 16, 19, 3 = 46 (5d20)

>>1729955

>>1729960
I got decent rolls on everything important.

>>1729955

Rolled 5, 2, 10, 9, 18 = 44 (5d20)

>>1729955
gosh darn

Rolled 5, 18, 12, 4, 11 = 50 (5d20)

>>1729955

Shit Cursed you've gotten me caught off guard

>>1730258

>Sees name
>Not Cursed

Fuck I'm blind and tired

>>1730283
why aren't you drunk though
so... we get 7, 1, 16, 19, 18.
forge is going to expllode again

>>1730293

Because I don't drink really, as for the forge it'll just melt the metal we're making. Fuck it I don't know

>>1730293
thanks for that anon. Its been a long night, so the numbers help.
>>1729955
still due:
-The Raid
-The Ogre's crafting
-The Death Knights upgrades
16, 19, 18.
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You spend part of the day watching the coming and going of your nest. Setgash endlessly digs, his skeletal minions in tow removing great mounds of dirt tirelessly via burlap body bags. While mundane, you appreciate his meticulous attention to detail, even if it is a bit obsessive to the point of slowing any real progress. Your lair and tunnelways sport finely packed dirt, pressed with stone and gravel in numerous places, the slabs and rocks arranged into impressive motifs and low reliefs. It would seem you have an artist on your hands, in the form of an enormous, undead, skeletal horror. Hmm. You run a nail appraisingly along what is clearly a series of pictures involving you flaying a man to raise him as a skeleton. Seems he has not forgotten. You yank a small pebble from the wall which causes the bone colossus to turn it's cyclopian gaze at you. Flicking the pebble with your enhanced strength, it goes straight into the glowing purple eye socket of your minion, the rattle echoing against the crypt walls. A gout of purple flame surges from the Bone Warden's eye socket vaporizing the stone, as it returns to its work.

Your casual harassment of the warden is interrupted by a noise you are unfamiliar with, but it is very loud, almost the sound of countless souls screeching combined with the shriek of tortured metal and an explosion, indistinct and urgent. A moment later a fireball surges through the cavern at you. With no time to react you are caught off guard; and relatively unharmed. Your clothing is burnt, and you will need to regenerate your eyebrows. This was not true fire. a small blessing. The acrid stench of sulfur fills the tunnels. Sophie is screaming as her minions swat flame from their bodies. After the commotion is over, precious little was really upset in this part of the lair. The forge. Using your enhanced speed you sprint to the forge in the span of a few breaths, navigating by familiarity rather than sight, a zombie is slammed out of the way and impacts against the floor before skipping into a wall, it's neck broken. You arrive at the forge...what was the forge room. The Risen is missing an arm and leg, propping itself up against the entryway, jittering hexagramic seals drawn in undead blood almost strain to hold back "it"..this thing.

"Hey fucker....I could twist your stupid little head off right now if you let me." a chorus of demonic voices intermingle with a woman's. Inside the chamber is an endless sea of shifting hellfire and twisting faces, an indistinct figure in the middle of it all. The volume of the chamber far too big for what was the forge room. Even for you, staring into that abyss causes your eyes, ears and nose to start weeping blood and your face goes numb.

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>>1730355
>it'll just melt the metal we're making

>>1730355

Well shit, guess we'll be needing everyone to have a meal to regenerate their wounds. As for that thing we could make a deal with it

>>1730355
The smith..of course. You grab the bridge of your nose in frustration, internal shifting of flesh staunches the flow of blood. You will not display weakness to whatever powers are attempting to impress you. The woman, or what was formerly called a woman, slams against an invisible barrier. The Risen's runes hold, but weakly. You get a chance to appraise her as she is content to leer at you with hatred and more than a dash of insanity. Your smith has undergone quite the transformation, her mouth a ragged gash of dagger like teeth, eyes blazing with hellfire. A large shaggy, almost ursine mane of hair runs down the curvature of her body, vanishing into the fire below. The bear, Urziel is nowhere to be seen. Her hands and feet end in crude semi articulated claws wreathed in balefire. The formerly powerful build now exaggerated in all aspects, the chaotic energies of hell unsure if it was a monster, hulking warrior, or poor attempt at temptation they were shaping. "I took yourrr bear." She declares in a discordant voice, speaking events out of sequence. "Broke it's BACK, ITS BACK!!! With my hammer! Then it's skull. I ate and ate those shards....Voices told me how." Her speach softens as she smiles "Took your man servant's arm and leg too. After the fire. It was luck of accident. I made a deal, traded the only thing I still had...Master....one of my masters now.YOU FUCKING CORPSE LEACH! You took my children, my husband! JUST COME IN HERE...its so lovelyy...We cant wait to show you such accomidationsss" She writhes in a way that is inappropriate for such a twisted creature and then spits a bubbling blob of burning pitch at you, but it just adheres to the invisible wall and sizzles until its gone. Pausing for a moment you finally speak through clenched teeth, your rage palpable "Shebitch...you....ARE...Miiiiiine. No others lay claim to what is mine." Your true nature begins to show through, face distorting, the demon simply smiles back at you. Your maw incorrect for speak, you rave on "FLESSSH..MINE. BONESS MINE! Sssssoul..isss...MINE." Plunging your claw through the barrier you grab her shoulder, and immediately your flesh begins to char without flame, turning to blackened coal. If possible, the possessed smith's smile grows larger. "Come..in...come..HOME!" Her burning grip yanks on your arm, pulling you into the hellscape inch by precious inch, the Risen valiantly tries to assist in hauling you away. She will not stop, but you are consumed with a pure vampiric greed, an impossible desire to regain your property.

-Lost Urziel, Risen's essence has been ravaged, permanent loss to 2 demonology. Two imps are now running wild in your nest. Risen is crippled until donor limbs can be obtained. You dun goof'd.

>>1730404
fuck the mortal realm, let's slaughter hell's citizens

>>1730404

Hell is full of cunts. Alright let's kill the imps, then we graft the Risen with new limbs. Fuck you're brutal in regards to a one

>>1729962

You did this Slime, you ruined it

>>1730425
ahh, that's one of the things i wanted the doctors for, undead cyborgs.

>>1730404
The struggle between Undead and Demon will have to wait for a moment. Lets see how our erstwhile raider force is doing.
Ripper, Skerath, Zombie "commandos" and Aberration: 16 against a military hospital under seige.

High above, the aberration watches the scenes unfold, Numerous white linen tents wave gentle in the breeze, the encampment boasts some of the last sturdy lumber from a recently destroyed logging village. The log walls are sturdy and tall, each sharpened into a point to prohibit breaching. Practitioners of medicine are seen working over ravaged bodies, the northerners are not gentile souls. Crushed and dismembered limbs, gashed chests and strange ailments of frost and soul afflict the wounded. A large pile of corpses is amassing in a corner of the camp, vibrant green grass giving way to mud mingled with blood. A blonde haired woman sighs by herself, enjoying a moment of respite before the aberration dives like a hawk snatching her from the camp with a muffled shriek. The inflight snack is crunched and enjoyed, the staff never noticing.

Below the Zombies are lead by the Ripper and Skerath. One blending into the surrounding grass with a ripple of transparent flesh as it crawls forward, the other hiding in the treeline, overcharging his body for a devastating strike. The Zombie squad, slab muscles and clear eyes watch with a disconnected patience.

Twentyeight regimental guards wearily guard the entry to the medical encampment vs your 8 minions. They are weary from the prior night's conflict, and some are injured, but their equipment is of a higher quality, and a few sport holy symbols etched or painted crudely onto their shields.

>Undead slaves wat do?
>Skerath wat do?

>>1730466
lets assume Skerath is held a little higher than the average guard in this town, since he's a mage and stuff. Skerath does an "inspection" to distract the guards, commandos "gently" abudct doctors and nurses, abberation makes use of plaque magic and sppreads a little undead ebola.

>>1730488
+this

>>1730488
Supporting

>>1730466
Before everything had happened, you were collaborating with Sophie on your most recent works.

The Ogre's were forced to squat low in the older tunnels as you hacked away at their undead flesh, splitting open limbs, and cracking rib cages to be swung open like a french cabinet. The canvas laid bare before you, the ogre's sway uneasily with so much of their supporting bulk flayed to inoperability. One by one sophie's Zombies bring you your materials, the 12 headless corpses left over from Skerath's offering. Sophie and her apprentices busily flay muscle from bone, then pile tendons and organs into neat mounds. Your new apothecary methodically daubs strange unguents and liquids on the flesh, causing it to periodically twitch and swell. Over the next few hours you methodically place new tissue into the Ogre's, binding old with new via the caustic hiss of your blood. Slowly the Ogre's are closed, blood, potion, and necromantic magic completing the task. Standing before you are twin warriors made of pure slab muscle. Their bones massively reinforced and twisted, they resemble a gigantic grotesque exaggerated caricature of a circus strongman. Black veins slowly pump ichor to slabs of dense grey muscle, their joints popping with experimental movement. Each tracks you with small black eyes, massive shoulders as broad as a workhorse is long heaving, connected to arms better suited as tree trunks. the body gradually tapers down to short stocky legs somehow carrying the impossible mass. With a wave of your hand, you send them off. They lope along partially walking and using those massive arms to help like a great ape. One would not want to get hit by them.

The risen had been busy as well, trying his hand at your own work. "Massterr...behold! I GIVE YOU...MY CREATIONSSsss!" A grotesque fusion of rider and steed stands before you, flayed of all skin, red and wet the creatures are clothed only in piecemeal armor. Bulging from the rider's stomach is a gristly horse head which bridges the gap between rider's torso and horse's chest. Broken fanged maws top the rider, and long, gangrely arms tipped in razored claws grip their former weapons. The spark of intelligence remains in these twisted forms. Flies buzz about the crowd, attempting to feast on putrid dripping fluid. Irritated you swat them away as each rider is inspected. The flies land on the rider you are looking at, only to dissolve on contact, its skin momentarily rippling as it absorbs the nutrients. Disgusting horrors each, surging with necromantic unlife, and foul potential. Their weapons seem to be corroding in their very touch, armor gaining a sickly tint and rusted pitting. Shock still, the creatures do not even move until you direct them away. They move with eerie silence as they trot away.

>>1730488
Dice for the dice god, results for the result throne! Give me 3d20 for: Skerath's bluff, the zombie's kidnapping, and Thrane's struggle with the Possessed Hell smith.

As the mage approached the guards the ripper silently hunched down in the grass, fading from notice of all, waiting motionlessly for the next development to unfold, its skeletal face almost uncaring.

Rolled 16, 8, 10 = 34 (3d20)

watch me getting trips

Rolled 10, 8, 2 = 20 (3d20)

>>1730559
witness me

>>1730564
>>1730566
awaiting final reply. Aberration will be resolved in the response. Things are not looking great for Thrane...or the zombies.

Rolled 20, 20, 18 = 58 (3d20)

>>1730559

Triple nat 1s here I come

>>1730586
Holy Shit

>>1730586
you know, i liked you from the very beginning,

>>1730586

Thus is the power of the messiah of the Dark Gods. Praise be my name