>>1962635
>Order him a small steak. He's out at a steakhouse, getting a steak, isn't that reward enough?

>>1962635
>>Order him a more modest, medium sized steak. You're not here to break the bank.

>>1962635

>Order him a more modest, medium sized steak. You're not here to break the bank.

You order Blondi a medium sized steak, and he seems a bit disappointed, but still barks happily.

Blondi and you kind of hang out for the next half hour, eating steak slowly. By yourself.

It's kind of sad, but at least your doing it with Blondi, you guess.

Blondi however, seems really, really happy after eating the steak, and you think he really appreciates you putting time into this...

So of course, soon after this, you begin to drive home, and he hangs his face out a window... Dripping some lava onto the road... Oh well.

Eventually, you get back home early, and go up to your apartment. Blondi of course, runs inside and jumps onto the couch, his usual perching spot since you've been here... Liz seems to have left a note telling you she's gone to church for a few hours.

You head to the bedroom to undress, and you notice something on the bed...

...Elizabeth's diary.

Hm.

Actions

>...Maybe take a peek inside.
>...No, no... You shouldn't do this.
>Write-in

>>1964151
>...Maybe take a peek inside.
Y E S
E
S

>>1964151
>>...Maybe take a peek inside.

...

You of course, open it up.

How much do you want to read?

>Skip to the embarrassing parts.
>Skip to maybe what she likes?
>Skip to what she thinks?
>Skip to maybe fantasies or something?
>Write-in

>>1964208
>>Write-in
Let's she what she wishes she could change.

>>1964208
>Skip to the embarrassing parts.
>Skip to maybe fantasies or something?

Roll me a 1d20+4 to see if you can learn anything.

+3 for trying to think how much Liz is going to kill you...
+2 for wondering what Liz likes...

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1964330

Rolled 9 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>1964330

Rolled 9 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>1964330
Skip to these parts >>1964236

>>1964330
>how much Liz would kill us for this
She’d obviously tell us how disappointed she is, and rightfully so, and probably do something later on like undercut us as pay back. Something like not making meals for us and trying to take over Sweden.

>what Liz likes
With her Britophilia and knack for collecting historical artifacts, she’s probably a LARPer. She may want to live in a medieval-esque Britain like in Arthurian legend. That and to be the best mum possible.

13+4=17

You of course, open the book up, and begin to read intently.

...You skip around, and find yourself at the embarrassing parts.

Dear diary.

Hopefully today I'll be able to get some peace and quiet... As much as I love the kids and Renexizious, I like having some time to myself. So of course, I think I finally found my opportunity... Renexizious is no doubt exhausted from the flight, and probably isn't going to try and be lewd or anything, and probably go right to sleep... So of course, I asked around the hotel staff a bit for any nearby book stores, and it seems there's a comic books store nearby... Of course, it's not really ideal, but it's something to read... Even if it's a bit childish...

God, I really hope Ren doesn't actually find the stash... I'd prefer not to be caught reading childish fantasy books. By the way, future self, in case you can't remember, I put most of the comics in the hotel staff room.

This entry continues a bit, talking about how absolutely adorable you and Blondi were, and she seems to really want to get Elslif to like her more, as she feels a bit "left out"...

She seems to feel like none of the kids really bond with her, and slightly avoid her too, and prefer you. It seems to upset her a bit, but she's sure that eventually a few will absolutely love her. Eventually.

Actions

>Continue reading embarrassing entries.
>Skip to the fantasies, of course.
>Write-in

>>1965393
>Skip to the fantasies, of course.

>>1965393
>>Skip to the fantasies, of course.

By the way, if you guys want to, you can just skip the entire book.

>Skip diary. You shouldn't read this.

>>1965878
>>Skip diary. You shouldn't read this.

Defaulting to skip to fantasies.

As you page throughout the book, you notice what seems to be a tiny map in the middle of it.

It seems to be a map of Europe, with a pointed arrow reaching from Stockholm to Netherlands.

...Hm.

Actions

>Continue onto fantasies.
>...Maybe read this entry? This could be interesting.
>Write-in

>>1965926
>...Maybe read this entry? This could be interesting.

>>1965926
>>...Maybe read this entry? This could be interesting.

You of course, decide to read this entry...

Well, diary, I have a feeling Renexizious for some reason, has more interest in me then my words.

Of course, I'm not angry at him, just a bit disappointed. I try to talk to him about a very, very serious topic, and he focuses more on how I look then actually paying attention to me! I ask him if maybe, we should send some of the slaves back to the Netherlands since no one really likes the idea of us trying to enslave an entire country, but he just nodded along...

Anyways, with, or without his 100% admission, I plan to at least try to send a few home and apologize about the whole "enslaving them and their countryfolk" thing, since I feel like there's far, far too many slaves. They live in poor conditions anyways, and we can in all honesty, just hire servants who are far more loyal, and won't poison me, my children, or my Ren.

So of course, before the Dutch get any more angry, I'm taking them back to the Netherlands to make sure that the UN and NATO see that maybe we're not that bad... Hopefully, I'm not really expecting much beyond just doing the right thing, and keeping my husband's habit of eyeballing others down...

The rest of the page seems to be her feelings about slavery, which is quite low, actually, and she seems to have slowly gone back to wanting them gone... Apparently she seems uncomfortable about the idea of having slaves with so much free will all over the place, only to serve food and drink, and seems to think that they deserve better conditions, and even most of them be freed due to converting to Christianity...

...It seems she's taken the route of smuggling them out too, every month on the last day... And she said she was going out to see friends!

You can't help but feel angry, and quite betrayed over this...

Actions

>...Try to resist falling to your emotions, and try to calm yourself. (Try to avoid an emotion roll! Do note, this relies on your Wisdom, and there's a counter-roll!)
>...Fuck it, your gut will tell you what to do. (More control over what gets chosen on the emotion roll.)
>Write-in

>>1965993
>...Try to resist falling to your emotions, and try to calm yourself. (Try to avoid an emotion roll! Do note, this relies on your Wisdom, and there's a counter-roll!)

>>1965993
>>...Try to resist falling to your emotions, and try to calm yourself. (Try to avoid an emotion roll! Do note, this relies on your Wisdom, and there's a counter-roll!)

Roll me a single 1d20+1 (-2 from anger

+2 for trying to not be too pissed off about this...
+2 for trying to think about Elizabeth's side on this, and try to be pissed she's putting safety ahead of slaves.
+1 for either regretting or being grateful you read Liz's dairy?

Rolled 11 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1966060

Rolled 12 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1966060

Rolled 4 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>1966060
OKay. Deep breaths in and out. She's our wife mother of our kids and all that we shouldn't start getting enraged at her. And we also have to understand she's a soft hearted person of course she isn't going to take well to people being mis-treated and we never bothered about helping with their living conditions did we? That kinda fell on us.

At teh very least we read this and understood how she felt. Better then all the slaves disappearing and us having a fit

Rolled 61 (1d100)

12+6=18

Renexizious manages to take some breaths in and out, but still feels angry...

You'll have greater control over what gets chosen on the emotion roll, and bad results will be softened.

1-40=Renexizious calms down fully, and resumes to reading, holding no ill will against Liz..
40-50=Renexizious tries to continue reading, but will be frustrated for some time.
51-70=Renexizious will attempt his best to read, but will be angry at Liz for some time.
71-90=Renexizious will be angry enough he'll leave the house, and actively find a way to vent his anger, such as drinking or otherwise getting in a fight or something.
91-100=Renexizious is angry enough he confronts Liz!

Renexizious of course, can't help but be angry, and wants to find something to lash out on.

Don't have him interact with Elizabeth or anyone you like unless you like opinion drops..

...What do?

>...Try to calm yourself by finding things she loves or likes about you. Maybe that will reduce your anger.
>...Find some more incriminating evidence against Elizabeth... She's no doubt been doing things behind your back. (...Try to scrounge for evidence about whatever she might be doing! If nothing turns up, Renexizious will be much calmer and a bit more happy, but if he finds something, he'll be even more angry, but at least you know...)
>...Try your best to read fantasies now... Your very, very best..
>Stop reading entirely.
>Write-in

>>1966127
>...Try to calm yourself by finding things she loves or likes about you. Maybe that will reduce your anger.

>>1966127
>...Try to calm yourself by finding things she loves or likes about you. Maybe that will reduce your anger.

Roll me a 1d20+4 to see if you can find anything.

+3 if you can assume what she'd better like and love about you...
+2 if you can try to think about what you love and like about her...
+1 for trying to vent frustration.

Rolled 20 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>1966165

Critical Success

Renexizious reads the diary, and from front to back, there's constantly praise, admiration, and certainly attraction towards him. From the very beginning, when she first married you she was quite unsure and even afraid of you that you might leave, and now, she's fallen heels over head in love with you... She's certainly devoted, that's for sure...

...You can't help but cheer up a bit...

You also find a summary of what Elizabeth loves about you.

Good
>Tries to be a good father... At least he tries!
>...Amazing in bed.
>...Constantly flatters me with attention, even if it's overly lustful at times.
>Certainly cares about me, and does plenty of things to prove his love!
>Is a great cook... Really, really good!
>...Once you get past the somewhat lacking personality once in a while, he's at heart a very interesting individual.
>Cute accent!
>Interesting friends!

>...Has a habit of talking in his sleep about world conquest, worldwide slavery, and cuddling me... It's a bit concerning, but cute... Also feels nice to know that he plans for me to be at the top, with him.
>...He's very protective of me! I've seen him beat up someone just for staring a second too long... (...But still, so strange he tends to be attracted to others if he cherishes me so much...)
>...He'd never leave me. I know this.
>...Really, really nicely toned.
>...Overwhelmingly smart... Though I am a bit smarter and wiser at times...

Cons

>...He has a habit of eyeballing other girls... Doesn't he know that I'm far more attractive then they can even dream to be?
>...Is a bit overly violent at times, and easily provoked...
>...Has a habit of eating people for no real reason besides being annoyed.
>...I have to get him to spice up the relationship, and he doesn't really have a lot of imitative when it comes to it...
>...He has far too many slaves.
>Catholic... But at least he doesn't preach to me about it. Maybe one day he'll be Anglican.
>...Hard to change his mind from lust once in a while... Not that I mind, but still, he keeps saying he wants less kids but can't help himself... Am I really that attractive?
>Tends to have favorites among the kids...
>...Tends to complain when I have too many kids, like it's not his fault for wanting to have sex so often... (...Though I'm not really complaining... Both about the sex and the kids!)

She seems, even with quite a few things she dislikes, to utterly be in love with you...

You can't help but calm down...

Roll me a 1d20+4 to see if you find anything else useful or interesting.

+2 for thinking of all Elizabeth's pros and cons...
+2 for also maybe being flattered by what she thinks of you, and how you could maybe change a bit for her?

Rolled 14 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>1966237

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>1966237

14+4=18

You find, buried later in Liz's diary, what seems to be a... Plan?

So far, I can't figure out how that crown is supposed to work, in the attic. Mother gave it to me in her will, but still, it seems to not truly work... Perhaps one must look the part of a Byzantine? I'm not sure, but perhaps my husband would known an answer..

You look down further in the entry.

...Still though, maybe I should consult some archaeologists first...

You read a bit more.

...I think I might know what is causing it to not work. Apparently, the crown itself requires all the artifacts to work properly... Still though, what else could there be?

...Strange. It seems most of these artifacts seem to have vanished... Apparently disappeared from Byzantine record. The crown itself is false too, on closer inspection! Some of the archaeologists suggest that they might of been stolen by something... But who could even break into the most secure vault, secured underground and guarded behind some of Byzantium's finest troops?

Hm...

Actions

>Read some other interesting things...
>Close the book.
>Try to read her fantasies now, of course.
>Find more embarrassing things....
>Write-in

>>1966983
>>Close the book.

>>1966983
>Try to read her fantasies now, of course.

>>1966983
>Close the book.

>>1966983

>Try to read her fantasies now, of course.

Rolling in 15 minutes anons.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

Rolling.

1=Close
2=Read fantasies

...You hear as you open to her wild fantasies, the door to the hotel room opens... You might be compromised if you aren't fast... But you must read this! It's too interesting not to!

>Send Blondi to distract Liz!
>Hide in the bathroom!
>Jump down your hotel's balcony to the downstair's neighbor's room!
>Write-in

>>1967354
>Send Blondi to distract Liz!

>>1967354
>>Send Blondi to distract Liz!

Roll me a 1d20+6 to see if Blondi can distract Liz.

Blondi, because you got him a medium steak, does it after a headpat.

+3 for somehow getting Blondi to distract Liz!

Rolled 4 + 9 (1d20 + 9)

>>1967447
>Blondi jumps onto Liz with a running tackle and begins licking her face. His mass pushing her too the ground as his warm tongue undoes her make up
>Oh no! Ren can't see her bear face!

Allowing samefagging if Blondi can find a way to lure Liz away!

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>1967492
>Blondi nabs whatever may be in Liz's possession and runs away

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>1967447

9+9=18

Blondi runs int, knocking Liz down and licking her all over, and she slightly laughs, until you hear her sigh...

"God, now I'll have to put on a new dress Blondi, and new lipstick.."

She begins to walk, her heavy half-dragon self coming up to the door, with your diary still in your hands.

Actions

>Rush into the restroom!
>Lock the door!
>Throw the diary out the window!
>Write-in

>>1967583
>>Write-in
>surprise kiss Liz
>surprise sex

>>1967583
Surprise sexy time

Roll me a 1d20-3 to see if you can sex Liz somehow.

+3 for being suddenly romantic as soon as she opens the door!
+2 for a draconic pick up line!
+1 for hiding the book somewhere...

Rolled 5 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>1967669
"Oh hey there babe. I've eaten steak and I'm ready to meat you."
>Nobody said it had to be a good one
"Are you a maiden? Cause I'm going to abduct you!"
>We should have read the fantasies!
>Before Liz can respond to the cringe, she's quieted as a forked tongue is shoved down her neck
>Uh, uh, throw the book under the bed!

Rolled 14 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>1967669

Allowing samefagging if you can also try to think of an interesting form to use, and use a pick up line regarding your form!

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1967731
>turn into a dragontaur
"It's about to go down like the sun in Constantinople."

Barbaric or no?

>Yes.
>No.

>>1967836
>>Yes.

>>1967836

>Yes.

Barbaric tumbling solves everything?

Roll me a 1d20 anons..

+3 for barbarically taking her, and seducing her!
+2 for barbaric pick up lines!
+1 for barbarically showing off!
+1 for of course, memeing BBM slightly.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>1967887

Rolled 12 + 7 (1d20 + 7)

>>1967887
"RUUUUGH!"
>In an far Eastern Land, that is the minotaur way of declaring that maddening bovine love their significant other. Scholars believe that this is where the minotaur may have been convinced
"Moohooo!"
>he says grabbing her. Preparing the ultimate maneuver of love. known as the labyrinth of Minos
>he picks her up. Unlike some limp neck normies. He's showing off what he can do. He's gonna slam her down like 30 elves
"URLURLURLURL!"

Allowing samefagging for of course, reassuring Liz that she'll be 100% fine.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>1967966
"I'm going to love you softly my dear."
>he says while gently lowing her onto the bed
>This building is going to rock so hard that there's it's going to be on the ricktor scale

12+7=19

As you of course, take Elizabeth up in your arms, she of course, struggles for a bit.

"Ren, unhand me!"

"What? I'm simply going to love you softly, my dear." You say, giving her a clear wink...

"...Ren, can you cool your lust?"

"Oh come on. What's the worst that can happen?"

"...I'm pregnant, firstly, Ren."

...Right...

"Come on..."

"...Besides, I was going to ask if you wanted to take the kids and me out to the pool, later."

"...There's a pool?"

"...Yes? You didn't know?"

You scratch the back of your head a bit awkwardly...

"...But first, I need to get dressed... Or did you want to stay here?"

"...Well, I was going to..."

"...Ren, I'm sorry, but no sex... Besides, with a form that huge, I'd be bedridden for days..."

She of course, goes to put on some new clothes...

Roll me a 1d20 to see if you hid the book in a good spot.

+2 for ideas where you hid it!
+2 for continuing to try and be charming in a much less... Aggressive way.
+1 if you can insist on going out to the pool or staying home?

Rolled 6 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>1968082
>Was it in her purse? Did I throw it under her bed
>Oh right, I put it behind the dresser! She'll think it fell when she moved it
>We don't need to sex her, we've managed to make her distracted
"sure..I can watch the kids. A dip sounds nice right now."

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>1968082

18+5=23

De Facto Failure for using thoughts.

Elizabeth seems a bit suspicious by your thoughts...

"...What fell behind the dresser?"

SHIT.

Actions

>Bullshit your way out of this!
>...Sex, try to do that, quickly.
>BLONDI NEEDS TO FUCKING HELP YOU RIGHT NOW!
>Write-in
>Write-in

>>1968142
Do nothing. Just let things take their course

>>1968142
>>BLONDI NEEDS TO FUCKING HELP YOU RIGHT NOW!

>>1968142

>BLONDI NEEDS TO FUCKING HELP YOU RIGHT NOW!

Welp, time to see if Blondi can come in for the save.

Roll me 1d20+3 (+1 from medium steak earlier) to see if he can indeed save you.

+2 if he can find a way to distract Liz!
+1 for trying to distract Liz too!

Rolled 6 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>1968881
>Let's see if Blondi can steal the diary! go boy go!
"What are you doing Blondi?!"
>says a lying Ren

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>1968881

Rolled 19 + 8 (1d20 + 8)

>>1968881

>Blondie attempts an operation never before attempted on a live subject: Panty Retrieval, while the panties in question are still being worn! This includes having to knock Liz over for easier panty-removal shenanigans.
>Ren 'accidently' bumps the dresser while 'trying' to tug Blondie off of Liz's lower abdomen, knocking many of the objects on to the floor. "Whoops! Blondie, down boy, down! I know you're excited to see Liz and all, but we're making a mess in here! Go on now boy, scoot, I've got to help Liz clean this up now!" As we escort Blondie out of the room by his collar, whisper in his ear "Good boy, good job saving my bacon again. You're the bestest boy."

Critical Success!

...Blondi of course, is not only good boy, but bestest boy, as he subtly slips Liz's... Undergarment off, and it isn't until it's entirely pulled off that that she notices, turns around, and trips on the ground, and Blondi runs off...

You quickly grab the journal, and stuff it in your pants as Liz tries to get up... So of course, you help her up.

"...God, why does Blondi do that all the time! Not to mention while I'm in front of you!"

"Don't worry about it... Besides, you look cute without them on."

"...Oh come on, you and your lewd compliments..."

"Well, to be fair, you look good without anything on..."

...She can't help but blush a bit, complimented and a bit embarrassed...

You notice Blondi comes in, wagging his tail, and is... Scooting a coupon. By his nose. Trying his best not to burn it.

He scoots it over to the corner of the room, and slips out again...

You go to the other side of the room... And notice the coupon's to a... Well, an Italian place. She loves Italian food!

Actions

>...Take her out suddenly! As a way to apologize for trying to force sex slightly... And as a personal apology to yourself for reading her diary.
>No, no... Now's not the time...
>Write-in

>>1969006
>>...Take her out suddenly! As a way to apologize for trying to force sex slightly... And as a personal apology to yourself for reading her diary.

>>1969006


>...Take her out suddenly! As a way to apologize for trying to force sex slightly... And as a personal apology to yourself for reading her diary.

Bestest boy, indeed.

You of course, reach over to grab the coupon...
And notice that Blondi has inched some flowers pulled from a vase out...

Oh boy.

There's better things you can use your luck on besides women, you overgrown newt...

Roll me a 1d20+6 for how much opinion you get!

+3 for being romantic!
+2 for apologizing for maybe being a bit forceful earlier!
+1 for of course, mentioning how you'll treat her to a great time!
+1 for also thinking how to pay Blondi back for this.
+1 for being salty towards Quoth.

Rolled 14 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>1969040

Rolled 19 + 13 (1d20 + 13)

>>1969040
"Well Liz sorry about the sudden surprise...You just know how my urges can get. I'm so itchy without a gold to sleep up, but I thought that...
>he pulls out a coupon
"Dinner, just us, would be nice instead. It would be so sparkling. And perhaps....we can get take out."
>thinks of getting any leftovers to blondi

Crit Success!

...Choose one!

>Liz completely forgives you for the diary!
>...Sex later?
>+15 opinion!

>>1969054

>Liz completely forgives you for the diary!

>>1969108
>>+15 opinion!
We're gonna need this.

>>1969108
>Liz completely forgives you for the diary!

You of course, tell Elizabeth about the diary...

She seems to forgive you, though chastises you to not look at it again...

She also gives you a kiss, and you can tell she thinks you probably only took a tiny peek at it.

She gives you kiss too.
Just because she likes the fact you told her.

+5 Opinion.

Now, with that done...

Do you want to take anyone to dinner with you?

>Yes!
>No!
>Take Blondi! (...You'll have to convince Liz.)
>Write-in

>>1969177
>No!

>>1969177

>No!

>>1969177
>>No!
>also skip date

No.

Now, roll me a 1d20+4 for how well the date goes.

+3 for trying to trying to joke about the diary a bit, and make it seem casual!
+2 if you can be really thankful she forgave you fully for it.
+1 for also being romantic during the date.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>1969225

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1969225

Critical Failure.

I'll let anons use Elizabeth's Scottish Rage...

>Yes.
>No

Rolled 10 + 10 (1d20 + 10)

>>1969225

>"You know, maybe you should get one of those cute little locking diaries, that way if it falls down, it won't pop open. We can get you one with a little heart-shaped lock, you'll love it. I know, we can get matching ones for you, Elysif and Emma, it'll be so adorable!"
>She believed me, and didn't press further, thank God, thank God, I'm not going to get skinned alive and turned into a pair of boots.
>Demand a private, secluded booth, with candlelight, and order her favorite foods for her. Make small talk about what to do tomorrow with the kids. Compliment her on her looks, ask how her make-up project is going.

>>1969292

>Yes

>>1969292
Yeah

Roll me a 1d20 anons.

+3 if Liz can barbarically make this the best date possible.
+3 for scaring the waiters off and forcing them to give Liz and Ren the best possible time!
+2 if Elizabeth can of course, be very, very charming towards Ren and seduce him a bit.
+1 for also trying to show up Ren and show off your more assertive self. (+1 if Ren can find it funny.)

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>1969322

Rolled 12 + 10 (1d20 + 10)

>>1969322

Rolled 13 + 10 (1d20 + 10)

>>1969322

13+10=23

Elizabeth and you have a very passionate, and overall very romantic dinner...

Just curious, since Elizabeth is so nice...

Change the flavor of Scottish Rage?

>Change to Redemption, which instead of being a full on rage, Elizabeth become ultra-nice/a bit maternal.
>Write-in for ideas on flavor.
>Keep Scottish Rage.

>>1969444
>>Change to Redemption, which instead of being a full on rage, Elizabeth become ultra-nice/a bit maternal.

>>1969444
>Keep Scottish Rage.

>>1969444

>Write-in for ideas on flavor.

Royal Frenzy: Instead of acting like a collection of lowbrow Scottish stereotypes, she acts more royal and queenly.

>>1969479

>>1969444
>Keep Scottish Rage.

>>1969479
This

Royal Freny does indeed work.

Eventually, you begin to drive Elizabeth home...

...Elizabeth and you drive along for a good bit... Until Elizabeth comes down with... Well, to you, seems to be some sweating, and overall, seems to be... Sick?

"Liz? Everything alright?"

"Y-yes... Just... Give me a moment..."

...Elizabeth's psychic abillities has slightly manifested itself a bit...

Choose.

>Clarivoyant. (Elizabeth gains precognition, and can predict into the future, and at times, retrocognition. (ELIZABETH GETS TZEENTCHIAN CORRUPTION FROM THIS. Elizabeth's psychic abilities take more of a "learner")
>Psychic Influence (Elizabeth's psychic influence grows, to the point she can leave a lasting footprint on people's minds about her, and can learn about other people simply by tapping into their heads. (Elizabeth gets a moderate amount of Tzeentchian corruption, and Elizabeth will be able to permanently influence people regarding her, and also learn about them...)
>Psychic Assault (Elizabeth can now attack certain parts of the brain of other psychics... Alongside being able to track them far more easily. (Elizabeth can fight far more effectively against other psychics, and can track them down. Additionally, she gets more psychic upgrades the more psychics she noms.)
>??? (Lose a bit of Tzeentchian Corruption.)

>>1971383
>>Psychic Influence (Elizabeth's psychic influence grows, to the point she can leave a lasting footprint on people's minds about her, and can learn about other people simply by tapping into their heads. (Elizabeth gets a moderate amount of Tzeentchian corruption, and Elizabeth will be able to permanently influence people regarding her, and also learn about them...)

>>1971383
>Psychic Assault (Elizabeth can now attack certain parts of the brain of other psychics... Alongside being able to track them far more easily. (Elizabeth can fight far more effectively against other psychics, and can track them down. Additionally, she gets more psychic upgrades the more psychics she noms.)

Rolling in 15 minutes anons.

>>1971383

>Clarivoyant. (Elizabeth gains precognition, and can predict into the future, and at times, retrocognition. (ELIZABETH GETS TZEENTCHIAN CORRUPTION FROM THIS. Elizabeth's psychic abilities take more of a "learner")

>>1971383
>Psychic Assault (Elizabeth can now attack certain parts of the brain of other psychics... Alongside being able to track them far more easily. (Elizabeth can fight far more effectively against other psychics, and can track them down. Additionally, she gets more psychic upgrades the more psychics she noms.)

>>1971383
>Psychic Assault (Elizabeth can now attack certain parts of the brain of other psychics... Alongside being able to track them far more easily. (Elizabeth can fight far more effectively against other psychics, and can track them down. Additionally, she gets more psychic upgrades the more psychics she noms.)

Psychic Assault wins.

Elizabeth's intelligence stat is what contributes to her psychic attacks!

Also...

...Gwynevere and Estellise now have a minor psychic presence.

Choose for what path they should go down.

>Clarivoyant. (Gwynevere or Estellise learns only precognition.)
>Psychic Influence (Gwynevere or Estellise's psychic influence grows, and can learn about other people simply by tapping into their head.)
>??? (Choose either Gwynevere or Estelllise.)

>>1971521
>>Psychic Influence (Gwynevere or Estellise's psychic influence grows, and can learn about other people simply by tapping into their head.)

>>1971542
Specify either Gwyn or Estellise.

>>1971521
Psychic influence for Estelle
Clairvoyant for Gwynevere

>>1971653

Alright.

Elizabeth stops sweating and seems to calm down, and eventually both of you get home...

She of course, seems exhausted, suffering from fatigue... She tries to stand up out of the car, but very nearly trips and falls...

"Is something wrong, Elizabeth?"

"...I... I just... I just feel so weak right now..."

You lean down, and begin to help your wife to the elevator, which begins to go up to your room...

The kids of course, are making so, so much noise up here. You hear music coming from Renexizia and Elslifs room, A rough-house pillow fight in Aulus, William, and Maria Emma's room... And of course, nothing really coming from Svana's and Charlemagne's room... Dan's room is also quiet, and it seems that Claw and Pragius aren't doing much.

You head inside, and help your wife to bed, and she seems exhausted...

"...Ren?'

"Yes?"

"...Do we have any painkillers? My head... Ugh... It feels like someone's taken a jackhammer to it. Then the ears... God, it feels like someone's scratching a blackboard with claws..."

"...I'll see what I can do Liz..."

"...Could you also maybe take the kids out? To the pool... I was going to try and teach them to swim once everyone wasn't down there..."

Elizabeth seems easily weak and fatigue...

Actions

>...Tell her no, and that until she feels better, you'll be right beside her!
>...Tell her that yes, you'll go and take the kids to the pool and cover for her.
>Write-in

>>1972204
>>...Tell her that yes, you'll go and take the kids to the pool and cover for her.

>>1972204
>...Tell her that yes, you'll go and take the kids to the pool and cover for her.

You of course, give her a kiss, and tell her that yes, you'll take care of the kids for her...

She thanks you, and you make sure to bring her a cup of water and painkillers.

You of course, knock on Aulus's door, and also go to get Elslif, and of course, take them eagerly to the pool.

Of course, you go down to the pool, and find it luckily abandoned by most of the humans... Though of course, you get some odd looks due to your large, imposing half-dragon self, and your two little kids, both also in half-dragon form.

Of course, since it's almost night, you take one of the seats (which are far too small for you, so your forced to take about three to sit comfortably and fit your body...

So of course, you look at what Elizabeth gave you for instructions..
.
A: Put sunscreen on the kids. (...3 Layers works best, along with putting on a flotation jacket!)
B: Take the kids to the little baby part of the pool!
C: Get them a reward at that comfortable little bar and grill for them going out of their comfort zone!

...Elizabeth seems to have slightly taken the route of being overprotective on this...

Actions

>Take Elizabeth's protective advice...
>...The kids need to learn! Not just float around... That's boring. Teach them how to swim like the daredevil father you are!
>...Just take them to the grill and claim that you taught them how to swim.
>Write-in

>>1972297
>>Take Elizabeth's protective advice...

>>1972297
>Take Elizabeth's protective advice...

Roll me a 1d20+4 for teaching your kids to swim.

+2 for being a bit over protective of your kids.
+2 if you can of course, try to have fun with them and make them have fun!
+1 if your half-dragon family can try to not scare off the humans.

Rolled 7 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>1972417

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1972417

13+4=17

Aulus seems bored, but Elslif seems to be having a delightful time with you...

"Dad, this is stupid." Aulus says, annoyed.

"Hey, you know what your mom says. Besides, your little sister needs to get the ropes."

He seems impatient, and seems to want to go to the big pool rather then this tiny one...

"Can I at least have a watergun?"

"A watergun?"

"Yeah! You know, one of those gun things that shoots water!"

Actions

>...I'll do something better. A watergun, AND we go to the big pool. (Aulus will absolutely love this.)
>...Fine, we can go to the big pool... (...Be warned that Aulus and Elslif don't really know how to swim entirely yet... But Aulus probably would like it!)
>If I get you a watergun, will you stop complaining?
>...We're staying here. Your mom doesn't feel good, and I'm not in the mood to take chances.
>Write-in

>>1973215
>...I'll do something better. A watergun, AND we go to the big pool. (Aulus will absolutely love this.)
We need to be good to Aulus.

You of course, get up, and take your son and daughter to a small little store by the pool, selling things like tubes and water guns.

You of course, buy your son a water gun, and he runs off excitedly, with a grin on his face...

+10 opinion from Aulus.

Elslif however wants two things.

"I wanna have that raft!"

"Raft, little one?"

"Yeah! The one with the giraffe!"

She points towards a box, with an inflatable raft... You know, the kind you put around your belly and float on... Complete with a giraffe's head, of course, mounted on it.

"Can I have it daddy?"

"Well..."

"Pleeeeeasseee?"

She smiles hopefully, bearing her large teeth in the best smile she can possibly do...

God, she's adorable.

Actions

>...That's not enough for your little princess. Get her one a floating castle. She'd love it.
>...Fine, you'll get Elslif the little cute raft thing, with the giraffe's head on it...
>...No, your fine. Besides, you might drift over to the deep end or something.

>>1973263
>...Fine, you'll get Elslif the little cute raft thing, with the giraffe's head on it...

You of course, buy that for her.

"Can I also have stickers?"

"...I mean, well, sure."

Oh, and also stickers. You hand them off to her, and she runs eagerly off to the pool...

Of course, you keep an eye on them, as they stick on the short end...

...Not that I suggest leaving the kids by their lonesome, but I have a feeling we can meet some fairly important people at a place like this...

Hm.

Actions

>...Maybe you should just go to the pool's bar and drink a bit... Maybe hit on some women too, it can't hurt... (Mess around like a degenerate.)
>...Keep a close eye on the kids, and play with them. (Be a good dad.)
>...Well, Solaire is somewhat right... Make plans for tomorrow to go down to the pool, and see if you can make important friends.
>Write-in

>>1973329
>...Keep a close eye on the kids, and play with them. (Be a good dad.)

You of course, keep a close watch on the kids...

Roll me a 1d20+4 to see if you get any more relation boosts among the kids...

+3 if you can have fun with Elslif.
+3 for playing with Aulus!
+2 for also being really fucking annoyed at this tiny pool. Deep end your ass...
+1 for also maybe showing off for the women watching, a bit.

Rolled 11 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>1973356

Rolled 14 + 12 (1d20 + 12)

>>1973356

14+12=26

You have some fun with the kids for a bit, Elslif enjoys floating around the pool while you and Aulus play in somesort of water fight...

You can't help but notice quite a few women looking at you, but you focus on the kids. Women are after all, nice, but your kids are far more important to you...

Eventually, the sun goes down, and you take the kids back to your section of the hotel, while you laugh and have a fun time talking...

Eventually, you get back to the hotel, and notice a letter taped on the door... You of course, reach down and pick up the tiny letter, and use one of your massive claws to tear the letter with but a slide of your thumb. Of course, you carefully begin to read it's contents.

[i]A from the Federal Bureau of Investigation[/i]

[i]We'd like to sincerely share our gratitude to you, Renexizious, for your assistance in taking down the Soviet Union. We've been unable to send a letter to you for a long time, but many in our organization are very thankful for the documents unearthed during your war there. Thanks to you, Ernest Hemmingway, a notable author you may of heard of, has been arrested for collusion with Soviet officials and working as NVKD spy, alongside the records of important Department of Treasury officials, such as Nathan Gregory Silvermaster and Harry Dexter White, alongside George Orwell, a notable communist and socialist leader recently immigrated to America. Alongside Albert Einstein who has engaged in trading military nuclear secrets to the Soviets.

We'd be interested in working with you in the future, Renexizious.[/i]

You notice in the letter a business card, to the FBI director... Edgar Hoover.

Interesting. It seems like the FBI seems to greatly like you for helping them to preserve their American experiment, so to speak.

Beside that, there's also one more letter.

[i]A Personal Letter from Edgar Hoover[/i]

[i]You likely don't know who I am, but I certainly know who you are. I'm Edgar Hoover, and I have a proposition.

Both you and I stand on similar sides, though separated by a razor's edge. You, being a monarchist and dedicated to the destruction of communism, which I commend you for, and me, being an earnest American.

Now, you are likely wondering why I'm contacting you, and that's simple. An alliance of our intelligence services, between the Federal Bureau of Investigation and yours. Both of us must be the vanguard against the evils of communism, socialism, and both of our ways of life.[/i]

[i]For example, the Civil Rights Movement, worldwide, has severe influence of communists, anarchists, and socialists, and I fear to say your civil rights movement, and ours, suffers from a similar disease. Martin Luther, as you may know, is a democratic socialist, and even with my valiant efforts, so far has avoided our grasp. Meanwhile, your minotaur minister, Kryos, is indeed a socialist, having given speeches at socialist rallies, alongside having been at one point, in contact with NVKD officers...

We both suffer from a similar disease, and both of us must be proactive, lest the tumor overwhelm us.

I will say however, I am not your supporter, and nor should we pretend to be friends, but rather allies in this global fight against Communism, and of socialism.

Burn this letter once you receive it.

-Edgar Hoover, Director of the FBI.

Hm.

Actions

>...Call Edgar Hoover on his business card.
>Throw away the letter and burn it.
>...Keep the letter, but don't call Edgar.
>Write-in

>>1974137
>...Call Edgar Hoover on his business card.

>>1974137
>...Call Edgar Hoover on his business card.

>>1974137
>Throw away the letter and burn it.

You decide to call Edgar on the card...

How do you want to do this?

>Be very friendly!
>Ask to know more about Kryos's socialist involvement...
>Be gruff.
>Be neutral.
>Write-in

>>1974256
>Ask to know more about Kryos's socialist involvement...
>Be neutral.

"...Edgar? Tell me more."

"I knew you'd be interested..."

For the next hour, he tells you about the many phonecalls the NVKD has done to his private lines... Visiting socialist rallies and giving speeches, having visited France among the socialists and communist leagues to study socialist ideals and philosophy, even managing to secure a position as a political advisor at one time to a socialist politician, and having been an avowed socialist in Greece who has made many speeches to put an end to the segregation of minotaur and human, and to remove the cultural stigmas of humans honoring minotaurs, and minotaurs honoring humans for their symbiotic relationship... At least until he was kicked out of his university, and went abroad to study in France.

Then of course, Edgar mentions Kryos's involvement in Italy, giving lectures to many throughout it's countryside, and even has traveled to Austria, until his 30s, eventually attempting to join an art school, and failing to do so. Further information details that he spent the rest of his time in poverty, and at one point, applied for membership into a radical minotaur supremacist group... Only to leave, disinherited at it's violent and overwhelmingly negative means...

Eventually, two years before you came about, he attempted to write a book in the country he was residing in, which was Italy. At this time, it was reported that he was living in an alleyway by a cafe, and was an bibliography of a minotaur kicked out of his own homeland. It was of course, denied publication in Greece and Italy.

Eventually, Kryos would move to Sweden at 40, deciding to try and start a bookshop, which would later be burned down by a group of fascists and ultra-nationalists, and he himself would find himself homeless again, until he managed to find shelter in a human's house, who felt pity for him. This would lead to him becoming popular in socialist and racial equality circulars, and would be commonly the target of political violence from nationalists, ultra-nationalists, and fascists, even now.

Actions

>...Continue to listen to the proofs...
>...Ask where all this evidence came from?
>Hang up. You aren't listening to any more.
>Write-in

>>1974399
>...Ask where all this evidence came from?

You of course, ask where all the evidence came from.

Edgar of course, isn't too eager to explain, but in the interest of "fellowship" explains that his phone was often times tapped from off-site...

It seems like he managed to get it published in Sweden, at the least.

He also promises to send pictures of him at socialist rallies and also the formal letter of joining said radical minotaur group... And of course, phone records of conversation between Kryos and NVKD officials.

Oh, and of course, a copy of the biography.

Actions

>Thank him for telling you all this.
>Be angry at him wire-tapping your minister's phones!
>...Ask politely if he can stop wire-tapping your phones?
>...Call Kryos, and see if you can get the truth from him!
>Write-in

>>1974438
>>...Ask politely if he can stop wire-tapping your phones?

>>1974438
>Thank him for telling you all this.

>>1974438
>Thank him for telling you all this.
>"I'm going to have to ask that you stop wiretapping my phones."

>>1974558
this

You of course thank him, and ask if he can stop wire tapping your phones.

He of course, says that he can't exactly do that, since it's a presidential order to do so, and that even if he could, he wouldn't.

"...Your still too much of an unknown factor, Mr. Renexizious. You and I know that we might be working against communism, but that won't mean I blindly drop my guard against you." He says.

Hm.

Actions

>...Insist. Angrily.
>...Be understanding. No need to alienate your new ally.
>...Drop the subject.
>Write-in

>>1974581
>...Be understanding. No need to alienate your new ally.

You decide to try and be understanding, and just thank him for his time, and hang up.

You of course, go inside to where your Elizabeth is... And she certainly seems worse for wear...

"...Ren?" She opens her eyes, quite tired, and in pain.

[red]"Elizabeth! Are you alright?"[/red]

"...Y-yes... Just a headache dear."

[red]"...You sure?"[/red]

She nods.

"...Could you get me an ice pack or something?"

[red]"...Well, I mean..."[/red]

"...Cuddling works too." She smiles, briefly.

You of course, spend the night cuddling with Elizabeth, and trying to make her feel better...

Eventually, you wake up in the morning... Elizabeth is still in bed, and still in quite a bit of pain...

You of course, make her some breakfast, kiss her on the head, and notice that she seems a bit... Well, frailer.

Elizabeth has lost -1 strength.

[red]"...Elizabeth, are you sure your alright?"[/red]

"I feel much better Ren, thank you... I just feel like a migraine has come over me all at once, like a large cargo train decided to ram into my head, and my head only..."

[red]"Yeah... Is there anything we can do?"[/red]

"...Well... How long is our reservation?"

[red]"For a month, Liz. Don't worry about it."[/red]

She sighs a bit of relief.

"...And to think, I was planning on going to the beach today and tanning."

Wew.

"...Ren, you are one really lustful lizard, you know that?" She says, somewhat sighing.

[red]"Well, I erh... Well, my apologies for... Thinking lewdly, but you erm..."[/red]

"Yes, I know, I'm beautiful... I love you too."

She gives you a kiss, and rests back on the pillows.

"...By the way, I saw you down at the pool from the balcony."

[red]"...Ah, really?'[/red]

"...You know, you and Elslif are so adorable together..."

[red]"Yeah, yeah..."[/red]

"...Just erm... Was the deep pool really necessary? I tried to get down the elevator... But it was so hard to get past the kitchen, it felt like I would faint..."

[red]"Oh come on, I treat the kids well."[/red]

"...Yes, yes you do..."

[red]"...So erm... Anything you want me to do Liz?"[/red]

She sighs.

"Anything to cure this damnable pain..." She winces a bit, in pain...

[red]"That depends... Do I get to see you in a swimsuit later?"[/red]

"...Oh come on you..." She laughs a bit... Wincing in pain and cutting it short.

Actions

>...Maybe you should stay to take care of your wife. She certainly seems unwell...
>...No, you should just leave and do your own thing.
>Write-in

>>1974612
>...Maybe you should stay to take care of your wife. She certainly seems unwell...

You of course, stay home to take care of Elizabeth...

...What do you think is the best course of treatment?

>Ice packs, painkillers, and cuddling. The best cure to all ills.
>Go to a pharmacy. She might need something a bit better.
>Take her to a doctor or a nurse or something?
>Write-in

>>1974627
>Ice packs, painkillers, and cuddling. The best cure to all ills.
Maybe just keep an eye on her

You of course, give her the classic ice pack, painkillers, and cuddling, of course.

Roll me a 1d20+4 anons.

+3 for trying to find a good way to treat her... Well, symptoms? Sickness? Whatever it is.
+2 for of course, telling her how much you love her?
+1 for of course, defending your thoughts about how attractive she'd look, tanning...

Rolled 7 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>1974929

Rolled 9 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>1974929

Rolled 2 + 10 (1d20 + 10)

>>1974929

Quick post.

9+4=13

You erh... Don't really help her, but she seems much more at ease with you around...

Of course, later she manages to pass out, so you go out drinking a bit, and generally touring California...

Roll me a 1d100.

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>1976414

74

Choose one.

>You meet up with an important person, and get the chance to potentially befriend them!
>You have a good outing with some of your friends/children
>Write-in

>>1976471
>>You meet up with an important person, and get the chance to potentially befriend them!
come on Easter Bunny.

You of course, find an important person at a fancy bar by the hotel...

It seems to be a large minotaur, dressed up in a white suit, sporting a ten-gallon hat. He reminds you a bit of Sherman, actually, as you listen to him talk to a server girl, smoking a... Overly large cigar.

"Ha! Pretty little miss, if I knew better, I'd tell you your talking to Mr. Hogg himself! My friends call me Boss Hogg though, though you can just call me Hogg."

"...You aren't from around here, are you, Mr. Hogg?"

"Nah darlin, I'm from Texas! One of the largest oil barons, largest tobacco growers in America to boot, and automotive investor!"

He laughs a bit, take a puff out of his huge cigar.

"Anyways, I'll just have a bit of the salad, and some onion rings if you got em, darling... Do you got any portabello?"

"...Portabello?"

"Home-made recipe, made by my ma. You got any of em lying about?"

"...No?"

"Damnations. I'll have some whiskey too, if you'd be so kindly... With some corn on the cob, grilled... Dipped in a vat of butter too, if you could be so kindly. Could I also get some butter dippan' sauce? One of those tiny little pan things. You know, the dip n' stick ones?"

She seem confused.

"Ah hell... Just get me some bread on a stick, darlin. With butter in a little cup."

She nods, a bit confused, and runs off...

...Hm.

Actions

>...Approach this oil baron and sit next to him?(...Cheap oil, and a powerful friend in the USA...)
>Go home.
>Write-in

>>1976710

>...Approach this oil baron and sit next to him?(...Cheap oil, and a powerful friend in the USA...)

You of course,go to take a seat next to him...

What form anons?

>Human
>Half-Dragon
>Minotaur
>Specify

>>1976753

>Half-Dragon

You take a seat in front of him.

Both of you are roughly about equal size, and with maybe roughly the same strength.

"...I don't recall inviting you to my table, partner. What's your name?"

He seems suspicious,...

Actions

>Introduce yourself as someone interested... Very interested, in his business prospects.
>...Toughen up, and try to show yourself as tougher..
>Introduce yourself as Renexizious!
>...Excuse yourself and leave.
>Write-in
>Write-in

>>1976804

>Introduce yourself as someone interested... Very interested, in his business prospects.

You of course, introduce yourself somewhat anonymously,

He seems interested, and offers a puff of his cigar as he listens in on the prospects...

Roll me a 1d20+5 for how well this goes.

+2 for trying to show up the large minotaur oil baron.
+3 for also trying to hype up this new business opportunity...

Rolled 17 + 10 (1d20 + 10)

>>1976858

>"Just let me get some refreshments before we begin, I'm sure you understand. Waitress! A pile of that corn on the cob stuff, and drench the pile in butter. Just absolutely slather it. And a burger with lots of butter on the buns, too. That should do to start."
>"So, I hear that you're an oil baron. I'm going to have a need for a great deal of petroleum soon, and I'm in the market for a supplier. I can't tell you what the project is though, unless you agree to do business with me, top secret plans, I'm sure you know the drill."

17+10=27

The minotaur listens in, keenly. His business sense tingling.

"A supplier of petroleum soon, eh? Well, I can get your hands on some premium 100% Texan oil, beef, tobacco, you name it."

"How about getting it out of the country?"

"No problem. Just tell me where you need it shipped, partner?"

"How about Sweden?'

He considers it, and nods.

"I can certainly do that."

Hm...

"Care for the government at all?"

"...Not particularly, no, but I smell a good business deal when I smell one, Swede."

He seems interested, as he tears through his corn on the cob...

"Any qualms with working with Renexizious?'"

He of course instantly seems angry, almost. Like he was denied a prize at the end of a carnival.

"...Not unless I have to. Knowing some of the stories coming out of that dystopian hellhole, I'm keepin' my head firmly out of their governmental quagmire, who can't even demand justice to those ambassadors killed by him..."

Hm. It seems he's not very keen on getting Renexizisious ofn the job.

>Leave. He's useless.
>See if you can hire him discreetly...
>Reassure him, and tell him he'll be mostly working wit Elizabeth in that case.
>Try to show him the truth... (Redpill!)
.Try to get along with him! (Befriend him...)
>Out yourself as Renexizious!
>Write-in

>>1977026
>>Out yourself as Renexizious!

"Well, that might be a bit hard. Name's Renexizious, pleasure to meet you, Mr. Hogg."

He gives you a look betraying a bit of fear, anger, resentment, and ambition.

"And why the hell should I help someone like yourself?"

"Because I can always find someone else. "

"What, turn to the Saudis? They don't understand fine southern hospitality like I do, and they're not the most friendly of folks. "

"So now your after my business?"

"Hell nah, I'm telling you how it is. You couldn't motivate me to work with you even if it meant money. I'd probably lose more then what I would gain from your nationalization shit..."

"Well, I did treat your race quite well, you know, compared to these humans."

He does ponder it over, and agrees.

"I suppose there's a lick of truth in what your saying. Us cowfolk are treated mighty fine there."

"Yes, yes they are..."

Because of anons good treatment of minotaurs, you get a large amount of opinion from the oil baron.

Choose one.

> Capitalize on the fact you treat minotaurs equally without discrimination...
> Capitalize on how you don't nationalize everything.
> Mention how he'd be greatly rewarded for helping you...
> Write In

>>1977244
>> Capitalize on the fact you treat minotaurs equally without discrimination...
>write in
"Nationalization is the trait of a strong country. Imagine how untapped the market is where there's holes in it..."

"Come on, I treat your people far more better then these Americans do. I actually take note of your talents, let your people live in peace... All sorts of things. Hell, you can't even vote in your country due to your race, and your kids are doomed to go to a poor school with other... Disadvantaged youths."

He smokes a bit from his cigar.

"I'm not a fan of that, I'll admit, but I've been treated mighty fine here. Besides, what do you know about voting? Your country doesn't even allow it save for mayors and whatnot."

"...But still, you can't choose your own officials,, you can't get proper representation unless your beg your way to the top..."

"Oh come on, we have a fine government."

"We might not have a very good government, but at least we have rights and freedoms compared to your lot."

"At least, some of you."

"Heh, that's the truth, ain't it? But it's changing, it's changing. Like all things. Like probation."

"...Hm..."

You continue on.

"...Just curious, your in the cattle market, right?"

"...I know what you all say, but yes, I am."

"...Isn't that..."

"Hell, I don't eat it. I'm just doing supply and demand, besides, they ain't my folk, and what hell is with you all thinking we're related to some dumb cattle grazing on grass? Maybe distantly, but hell, I don't give a damn. My pa and ma were ranchers, and I continue the traditions."

"...Your eating butter."

"...And? I'll do whatever the damned hell I want, that's the beauty of America. Besides, as I've said, I ain't some damned cannibal for eating some butter. Would I call you a cannibal for eating some deer's meat, because it's meat? It's just goddamned butter, and I don't give a shit."

He of course, to stress his rather angry point, dips his bread into the butter and takes a bite.

"Pardon my rudeness, mister." He adds.

You of course, eat for a bit... And bring up the economy...

"But, nationalization is the trait of a strong country. Imagine how untapped the market is, when there's holes in it... Holes which I think you could patch up well."

"Let the free market do it. Unless it's hurtin' folks, I don't know why the damned government needs to tell me how I need to do my damned business..."

"Why not? I mean, what if you sell cattle with disease?"

"Are you implying something mister? By God's name, no sane man would do that. Maybe in your frozen hell, but we're decent folks here in America. Any man who does that ain't gonna be in business for long."

...Hm.

Actions

>...Continue to argue about the economy with the minotaur... (...Potentially gain a stat boost to Wisdom or Charisma?)
>...Try to get him to consider how profitable the Commonwealth is, for a wealthy man such as himself!
>...Try to continue to stress the point of civil rights!
>Leave.
>Write-in

>>1977453
>...Try to get him to consider how profitable the Commonwealth is, for a wealthy man such as himself!

"At least consider how profitable the Commonwealth could be..."

He smokes from his cigar for a bit.

"I get you have meat problems, and oil problems..."

"So does most of Europe."

"...Aye, and it's no doubt a big market."

"Biggest, actually. Second only to America."

He consider it long and hard.

"...I may... Ukraine and Siberia maybe. Heard good things about them."

"Yep."

He seems tempted.

"...How much would the land cost me?"

Actions

>...Well, since I know you, and like you... Think of the land as a gift to you. (Give away a few miles of terrain to Mr. Hogg... He'll certainly increase in opinion to you!)
>...For you, it's nothing... (He'll have to pay 5$ Million for a few miles...)
>A moderate price might be good. (20$ Million for a few miles.)
>...A heavy price might suitable. (40$ Million)
>Gouge him out of his money... (60$ Million.)
>Write-in

>>1977515
>...For you, it's nothing... (He'll have to pay 5$ Million for a few miles...)

>>1977515
>Write-in
10 million for a few miles.

Profitable and we still make a fair share of profit

...You go with 7$ Million, which he seems very interested.

"Well said, partner... I say, 7$ million for about... Three-hundred miles of farmland?"

"Yep."

"...It's like the Lousiania purchase!" He says, with a bit of a laugh.

"I suppose you could say that."

"Aye, they'll call it... What do you Swedes call Ukraine?"

"Ukraine."

"...Heh... Well, not to get ahead of myself... How much government intervention we talking about?"

"You care why?"

"I want to know if as soon as I get some things built up, I ain't gonna be some government stooge."

Actions

>...No, no. Of course not, I wouldn't do that. (Promise that you won't nationalize his businesses...)
>...How about this, I'll make you a part of the government... A minister, maybe. I'll keep an eye on you, but you'll have plenty of say in the government...
>...I can't really say for sure... If we go bankrupt, I can't reassure you.
>Write-in

>>1978083
>...No, no. Of course not, I wouldn't do that. (Promise that you won't nationalize his businesses...)

You of course, promise to not do so.

"Well then, that sounds mighty fine then partner. I'll come along in a month or so sporting a contract for you to sing, and we'll be in business buddy."

"Alright, sounds good."

"Aye."

You of course, drink a bit, and consider leaving.

"...So partner, care if I ask what your doing here in the States?"

"I'm on vacation, with the kids and wife."

"Ah, Queen Elizabeth and her royal entourage... Yeah, heard they were in town."

"...Really?"

"Well, it's hard not to. She's not as big as Marliyn Monroe, or that new Elvis guy down in Mississipi, but still, you hear these things."

"Why are you here?"

"Heh! Same thing, vacation with my daughter though."

"No wife?"

"Na. Died in childbirth."

"...Oh, my apologies."

"It's fine. Want a cigar?"

"...Eeeh..."

"It's my brand. Besides, where are you gonna get mega-sized cigars at, partner? They don't sell em in Sweden."

You puff, and feel your inside chalk-full of tobaco. You cough a bit to the side, causing a bit of an icy floor...

"...They'd make a killing." you say, barely being able to breathe.

The minotaur of course, takes the cigar back and smokes it.

"You just gotta get used to em. Hell of a thing. You know, these things can kill a human if they ain't careful."

"Really?"

"Yep... If they're unlucky, that is."

"Huh. You tried to sell these in Sweden?"

"Yeah, but ain't government a bitch sometimes? Haven't been able to get there since the government banned trading luxuries with you lot."

"Oh... That's a bit disappointing."

He nods, and waves for a server. He orders a second course.

"...Now, the bill's going to me, seein' as how you need a good taste of my hospitality... Speaking of, you ever drunk Bucking Bronco?"

"...What's that?"

"Strongest damned whiskey in the state. Hell of a drink, barely legal. Hell, most people want the damn thing illegal!" He laughs a bit, and laughs.

"...Eeh, maybe a sip or something, in good faith."

"A shot then. Ain't much for us, but it's a good brand! Set it up myself, after I found those oil fields in Texas on my ranch."

"...Speaking of, how did you become so..."

"Rich? Aye, well, you can probably tell I'm not one of those "educated" folks, I ain't really some damned college brat who's gonna give you his credentials and an essay or some shit. I was raised on a farm, found oil, and found enough of it to get rich."

"Really?"

"Only really went to school, and had the local parish priest teach me everything. Didn't read until I was eight. Didn't write until I was elven.."

"Oh. My apologies."

"Yeup. You know, I remember hearing that you were apparently the smartest person alive."

Actions

>...Deny this. It's your wife, actually. (...Lose a bit of ego.)
>Actually, yes, you are indeed the smartest person alive. (Boost your ego, and maybe even impress him!)
>...Well, maybe turn the topic back to himself? Ask about how his education went, that could be enlightening.
>Write-in

>>1978217
>Write-in
Actually our wife *should* be smarter then us. Though she doesn't really do much with it. Mind you this is also considering we've never went to school and even then we've still been advancing science and technology very well.

"My wife should be smarter than me. Doesn't do much with her "grand intellect" though. Hell, I never went to school and I've made countless breakthroughs."

He nods his head.

"Aye. Men have a certain intelligence to them, so do women."

"What do you mean?"

"Well... Women are great at being smart about cookin', cleanin', and being a mighty fine mother, but they're not going to be the sharpest tool in the shed when it comes to figurin' out how the sciences work, and practical matters."

"...You don't know much about science yourself, you know."

"That's true enough, but the point I'm makin' is that most women aren't really thinkin' of the next big thing. I mean, I'm not smart myself... Hell, I think my brain's engine is reviving, but the driver ain't there sometimes, you know?"

"...What?"

"...It's a... Nevermind, but hell, you've done some shit I never even thought could happen. Turnin' people into half-dragons and all that."

"Yeah."

He eats a bit more...

"...Honestly, feels like every day life gets a bit stranger. Rockets in space, giant dragons... Gelatinious wolves rampaging in Portugal... What the hell's next? Underground midgets trying to kill us all or something?"

"You'd be surprised."

"Lord, feels like the Day of Reckoning is getting closer. Hell, feels like it all over I bet. Gotta say, I think the commies feel the same, if not worse. You hear about that famous book guy, Hemmingway gettin' arrested for being a commie though? Thought is books were pretty good, didn't really think that the bastard was a commie. If your family's ever done any good, it was puttin' down those damned commies in Russia."

Actions

>...Technically, I actually helped got Ernest Hemmingway arrested...
>...He's actually a socialist sympthizer, honestly.
>...You don't like communists?
>Heh, we share similar minds. I hate commies too...
>...Enough small talk, leave.
>Write-in

>>1978270
>Heh, we share similar minds. I hate commies too...

>>1978270
>...He's actually a socialist sympthizer, honestly.

>Write-in
"Trust me when I say that socialists and communists are two entirely separate beasts. Socialists at least believe people should own their own houses."

>>1978310

"We share similar minds. I hate commies too."

He nods in certain approval.

+10 opinion.

"By God above, I agree with you on one thing."

"Yeah... Hemmingway was a socialist, actually."

He shrugs.

"Socialist, communist, either way, I hate them."

"...Really?"

"I ain't having my hard-earned wealth taken to some bozo who hasn't worked a day in his damned life."

"...Well, I mean, there's some good things about socialism."

"Socialism is just a path to communism, damn it."

"...Nevermind then, we can argue this later..."

"Yeah."

You of course, finish up the second course, and both of you are absolutely full.

"So, your all down here on vacation?"

"Yep. We're going to Disneyland."

"Hope you all have fun down there. Not really sure if I'd go down there when it's still unproven with my daughter still.

Actions

>...Honestly, I don't get this mortal thing of "theme parks", I prefer a good raided town honestly.
>...Eeh, I was thinking of reconsidering it. Liz isn't well and we're probably going to move along in a week or two.
>...Yeah, we're still going. Kids and all, hopefully soon too. Should be fun as hell.
>...You know, why don't we take both our families down? It'd be a good way to get to know each other. (...You'll likely get plenty of opinion with him.)
>Write-in

>>1978385
>>...You know, why don't we take both our families down? It'd be a good way to get to know each other. (...You'll likely get plenty of opinion with him.)

Roll me a 1d20+4 to see if this works.

+3 for mentioning how it'd be great.
+2 for continuing to try and out man him.
+1 for implying you'll continue to do so even at Disneyland.

Rolled 19 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>1978574

Crit Success.

Choose one.

> Gain 40 opinion by talking about your kids.
> Write In

>>1978642
> Gain 40 opinion by talking about your kids.

>>1978642
>> Gain 40 opinion by talking about your kids.

Both of you can't help but talk about your daughters for a while... While both of you become more and more shitfaced

Meanwhile, as Claw.

Roll me a 1d100.

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>1978670

Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>1978670

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>1978670

Since I'll be dead, I'll throw anons a bone.

>Design an upgrade to one of Claw's upgrades, DM msy veto.
> Normal mutations

>>1978707
>> Normal mutations

>>1978707
> Normal mutations

>>1978707

>Design an upgrade to one of Claw's upgrades, DM msy veto.

Fully controllable gelatinous tentacles! With a calming/anesthetic payload, so people we capture with them don't struggle so much. And they can shoot out about 100 feet. And then he drags them into special bubbles inside him that he can flood at any time with lava.

>>1978778
This works, fuck it.

Meanwhile, as Claw...

Ruling Sweden is boring. Reinhold won't let you do anything fun, like play World of Reichcraft and drink mead soda until 3 AM, citing things like 'responsibility' and 'Ren trusts you to do this while he's gone'. Ren's on vacation with the family, and he forgot you! You've been doing good with Hansodr, the place isn't a cesspit of gangs and smog anymore, at least. Why don't you get to go on vacation? You decide to take a lesson from Ren, and pass the buck of leadership onto the next Behemoth in line.

"Hey Pragius. I need you to stay here, and rule in my place and stuff. I uh...I need to go find Ren. Make sure he's ok and stuff. You know what I mean."

"Ren is in danger? Then I, his faithful servant, shall go in your stead to ensure the safety of both himself and his heirs!"

"Um, no, no, that's really not necessary. I mean, I was here first, and he trusts me more than you, since he made me leader while he's gone and all, so I'm gonna go and make sure he doesn't need any help or anything."

"Nonsense! I am the better defender of the weak and the destitute, so at the very least, I am going with you! Ask Reinhold to oversee things in your place, pup, for as a man of God, he will see this kingdom to prosperity!"

Ugh, fine, whatever. You uh...you leave Reinhold a note, tacked to his door, telling him he needs to look after things while you check in on Ren. You and Pragius (man, you fucking hate that guy and his pompus-ass attitude) go to the Stockholm Airport, and you approach the ticket counter. Where did Ren go again? Ca...Ca...Cairo? Cairo sounds about right. You buy two tickets to Cairo...

What's the worst that could happen?

Roll me a 1d100.

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>1978897

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>1978897

Claw stumbles onto the plane, first class, without paying for his ticket.

He sits next to a human in a suit and tie, who seems somewhat disgusted by the smell of Claw, and his general appearance...

Actions

> Make small talk.
>Just uh, sit patiently.
>...Move to the back?
> Write In

>>1978930

>Just uh, sit patiently.

>>1978930
>> Make small talk.
"Well, uh you l-look like a real prick."
>he tried to say slick

A stewardess approaches, as the plane gets ready to fly, and seems a bit confused by you sitting in someone else's seat.

Roll me a 1d20-5 anons. Lowered due to first impression mutation, and high chance for crit fail.

+2 if you can awkwardly explain this mishap.
+1 for being nice to the cute waitress.

Rolled 14 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>1979015
"Well, you see...uh...I swapped my seat with this guy who swapped his seat with that guy who took this seat with that guy who fooled around with the pilot's wife, so now I have his seat because it wasn't taken."
>Claw Smiles

14-2=12

"So I um... I swapped my seat with this guy who also swapped for this seat..."

Claw gives a very long excuse, which the stewardess doesn't buy.

Eventually, the plane soars up into the sky, and you of course, decide to get a little bit of a nap in...

Eventually, you wake up with something being clamped around your arm...

And you wake up to see what seems to be three officers of the law arresting you for not having a ticket.

While in Cairo.

Yay.

You get hauled out of the airplane, and go a bit...

...But you however, remember your time in Portugal well...

What do?

>Change forms. (Specify either Gelatin, Swole Wolf, or Smol Swole Wolf.)
>Slimeshape. (Specify a race to take the appearance of.)
>...Try to run away! (Strength and Dex.)
>Try to convince the officers your innocent! (First Impression Masochist applies here.)
>Write-in

>>1979143
>>...Try to run away! (Strength and Dex.)

Roll me a 1d20+5 anons. This is if you can break the cuffs.

+2 for finding a way to get angry!

Rolled 10 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>1979174

Rolled 7 + 7 (1d20 + 7)

>>1979174
"Ah god, these are cutting my wrists! What are these even made of!"
>"I can break these cuffs"
come on you little bitch
>nothing angers like voices

10+7=17

Claw of course, snaps the cuffs in half... And of course, makes a run for it!

Roll me a 1d20+6 for RUNNING.

+3 for finding a way to shapeshift to run faster!
+2 for trying to scare the guards off!

Rolled 17 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>1979251

Rolled 19 + 11 (1d20 + 11)

>>1979251
What's the best way to run? Come on you can do it.
"Get longer legs!"
That's right! What's scary and gives you longer legs?
"T-transforming?!"
Whoa look at that! Become Swol

19+11=30

Claw of course, absolutely hoofs it across, slowly become more wolf-like and swol...

He eventually drops to all sixes, and bolts into the nearest door...

He slams the door down, quite literally, and goes inside, and sees a large crowd waiting to get on the plane...

Shit.

Claw looks around desperately, and finds a door, kicking the door open...

In front of him, a surprised (and cute) clerk turns...

What do?

>Punch!
>...Well, uh... Kiss?
>Run past!
>Just uh... Try to awkwardly pretend everything is fine? Maybe whistle a little?
>Write-in

>>1979340
>Run past!

>>1979340

>Just uh... Try to awkwardly pretend everything is fine? Maybe whistle a little?

>>1979340
>>Run past!

You of course, knock her out of the way, kick another door down, and run!

You of course, run down a hallway, absolutely chalk full of strange people, who run out of your way, as you try to apologize for generally being a running fuzzy ball of destruction and mayhem...

You notice two directions you can go down... The right heads to a large array of stores, including a Renexisnacks.

To the left, seems to be a few security guards and what seems to be some gift stores, and a large amount of people going in and out of that way... Maybe it's an exit?

>Go left!
>Go right!
>Write-in

>>1979414

>Go left!

>>1979414
>>Go left!

Go left it is...

Claw begins to run down the hallway, running past people, and rushing to what seems to be a stairwell going down and up, as officers chase after him...

There's a sign in arabic that he can't read too...

Actions

>Go down!
>Go up!

>>1979594

>Go down!

>>1979594
>Go down!

>>1979594
>>Go down!

Claw heads down...

Claw seems to have run into a parking lot, and is now outside... And sees some police cars coming towards him...

Hey uh... What do I do?

Actions

>Try to fight the cops off!
>Slimeshape/Shapeshift!
>Try to go into a manhole!
>Try to break into one of the cars!
>Surrender!
>Write-in

>>1979654
>>Try to go into a manhole!
>front page of /pol/ tomorrow "Alligators live in Cairo Sewers?"
>Ren blamed for turning frogs gay

>>1979654
>Try to go into a manhole!

Claw pries a manhole off, and jumps down into the sewer!

He rushes along for a long while, until he finds a large door, opens it, and rushes inside for a while...

Eventually, he gets to the otherside, and finds himself in a well-lit area...

...So um... I uh... Rampage? In the city Ren's in? He'd be angry at me... But it would be fun... And kinda nice to get some more land so Ren stops harassing me so much...

What do you want Claw to do anons?

>Enter Rampage Mode. (AKA: Fuck this city up.)
>...Just try to get a flight back to Stockholm... You can't help but shake the feeling he isn't here.
>Write-in