>>1996148
>Use yourself to draw attention.

>>1996148
>Use yourself to draw attention.
Roll to seduce :V

>>1996148
>>Use yourself to draw attention.

>>1996148
>Trust Niko to sneak up and scout them out.

>>1996148
>Trust Niko to sneak up and scout them out.

>>1996148
>Trust Niko to sneak up and scout them out.

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>>1996148
>>Trust Niko to sneak up and scout them out.

Since Niko is technically a foreign princess (on the run), do you think she can have a 'diplomatic meeting' with the Elves with us as her "Friends" or Bodyguards as a way to get information?

>>1996148
Use yourself to draw attention

>>1996148
>>Use yourself to draw attention.
TIME FOR EXPLOSIONS AND ELF BURNING!

I bet the suspicious persons are Battle Sisters, a whole troop of them.

>>1996204
I honestly don't see them taking humans seriously as partners or even allies.

Besides, they'll see Templar coming from a mile away, as well as everyone else to a lesser extent. Unless Nino starts casting Polymorph on everyone to change their appearance and voices, that's not happening anytime soon.

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>>1996148
>Trust Niko to sneak up and scout them out.

Battle sisters when!?

>>1996148
>Trust Niko to sneak up and scout them out.

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>>1996253
When Nino starts wearing compression shorts.

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>>1996253
Wonder if the reason why Templar avoids Battle Sisters is because they keep trying to make her do girly things.

>>1996253
>The Battle Sister that turns up is the Templar's sister and she starts telling the party all the embarassing stories about him

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>>1996300
Then she needs to start her physical trainning.

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>>1996252
>>1996306

>see Templar coming from a mile away
Not if he's actually a woman underneath all that armor.

All we have to do is just (pretend?) to undergo some transformation spell or something and we'll be able to speak freely since most people haven't heard or seen our real form. We can wear a veil or something if we're insecure about our looks.

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>>1996306
Possible. After all a knight can't go doing girly things.

>>1996312
>she tells why templar likes to apply headpats
>she says he used to do that all the time to make her less scared of the dark
>the templar's mom started the headpat tradition in the family and is the master of such skill

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>>1996328
>insecure about our looks
>headpristess if Sol teasing us for hidding our pretty face

But then again if templar gender is female . I would rather keep it a mistery.

>>1996204
>>1996328
>fem!Templar and party are introduced as Princess Niko's friends
>Templar is wearing an exotic eastern noblewoman's outfit with a veil as a disguise
>every single man in the room has their eyes set on talking and dancing with the gorgeous, mysterious, and exotic woman from a distant land

I'd pay to see the outcome.

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>>1996148
You nod to Niko, letting her know to do her thing.

"Got it!" Niko whispers happily as she pulls up her facemask and dashes off into the grass, somehow now even making or a sound or making the grass move at all.

You honestly wonder how she could do something like that.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>1996364

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>1996364

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>1996364

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>1996364

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>1996364
>>1996350
And templar is from the north so she must have a very pearly skin both vecause of the weather were she is from and for staying all the time inside the armor.

>>1996350
We will only dance with someone that can beat us in a fight.

>>1996367
>>1996370
>>1996371
>>1996364

Uh interesting...

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>>1996252
Assuming Yokai exist in the Far East, I think they and the Elves would get along a lot better than everyone else seeing as Yokai live EVERYWHERE have to be appeased.

>>1996350
>>1996378
>>1996375

Every man leaves with a black eye, and are left in sleepless nights wondering about the identity of that beautiful mysterious woman.

>>1996378
>nobles start to challange each other for the rigth to dance with templar
>to avoid bloodshed templar has to dance with Nino.

>>1996388
We end up couseing a civil war

>>1996386
Nobles start to trying to find us
Sendinh out armies and bountys
A grate war is had all for finding us

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>>1996364
A few minutes pass by, and it gets much darker as the sun finally falls below the horizon, leaving only Luna's pale and ominous light to illuminate the field. You see Niko meld out of the grass, just as silent as ever.

"Yep, they're out there." Niko nods. "Just a bunch of local mercs, though. No Elves among them. Not too well armed, either, but they're geared to move fast. A lot faster than you, at least."

Hm, perhaps they were being used as proxies? After all, it would look bad if the Elves were caught spying on a Templar outpost. Then again, you didn't really have any proof of who had hired them.

"So what do we do about them?" Niko asks.

>Let's just keep an eye on them for now.
>Let's scare them off.
>Let's try to grab one of them.
>We get rid of them.
>Other

>>1996410
>Let's scare them off.

>>1996410
>>Let's scare them off.
while
>Niko grabs one in the chaos

>>1996410
>Get rid of them.

It's a message to the elves. They can't say we killed their mercs, or else they'll have to take responsibility for spying on us.

>>1996410
>Let's try to grab one of them.
Oh boy, a New Recruit!
"What brings you to this place of Fraternity and Justice?"

>>1996410
>Let's try to grab one of them.

>>1996410
>>Let's try to grab one of them.

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>>1996410
Supporting:>>1996423

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>>1996403
>>1996409
>>1996388
If that happens, we can easily just tell people the truth to prevent us being a Hellen of Troy.
>inb4 we wear that silk veil to filter out how much our beautiful face people can see lest they go blind

>>1996410
>Let's just keep an eye on them for now.

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>>1996410
You make a grabbing motion to tell Niko that you should capture at least one of them. For questioning, of course.

"Hm, yeah, understandable." Niko nods. "As far as I can tell, there's three of them out there. Not too sure which one of them is the ringleader though, unless you don't mind just grabbing the first guy we see?"

>You don't particularly care.
>Try to scout out who the leader is.
>Other

>>1996410
>>Let's try to grab one of them.

>>1996488
>Try to scout out who the leader is.

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>>1996446
Implying that will stop people from trying to marry male/female Templar, or jealous noblewomen from sending assassins our way.

>>1996488
>>Try to scout out who the leader is.

>>1996488
>>Try to scout out who the leader is.

>>1996488
>You don't particularly care.

>>1996488
>Try to scout out who the leader is.

>>1996488
>>Try to scout out who the leader is.

>>1996446
>implying that will work
>implying that now we won't have to deal with noble women going after templar too

>>1996488
>Try to scout out who the leader is.

companion get!

>>1996498
>>1996539
Can't be as bad as suitors either trying to turn us back into that exotic woman again, or transforming themselves to marry us.

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>>1996488
You nod to Niko to scout out who their leader was. They would of course have something more valuable to give up.

"Roger that." Niko whispers and sneaks back off into the tall grass.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>1996574
>1
not sure if good or bad

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1996574

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>1996574

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>1996574
>1
Incredibly obvious leader.

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>1996574
Dammit Niko get your head in the game.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

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>>1996574
More time passes, but it's only a scant few minutes when Niko comes striding back in, hauling a bound and gagged body over her shoulder.

"Heh, it was a lot easier sneaking up on him than I thought!" Niko laughs. "Well, that's one objective down! What do we do with the rest?"

>Leave them be for now.
>Scare them off.
>Execute them.
>Other

>>1996600
>Scare them off

>>1996600
>Scare them off.

>>1996600
>>Scare them off.

>>1996600
>Scare them off.

>>1996539
>>1996498
>>1996564
We are all ignoring the fact that all the women and girls in our social circle are going to be shooting daggers from their eyes from all that attention.

>>1996600
>Scare them off.

>>1996618
Y no bois?

>>1996626
I think the only boys we know are Havel, Solair and Elias.

>>1996618
No. Morgan will bark and growl.
Nino will be annoyed.
Niko will just giggle.
The princess will just shrug
The paladin will try to protect our purity

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>>1996600
You stand up. Time to put your Order's reputation to use. You've gotten their leader, so you don't particularly care what happens to the other spies.

>Roll 1d20+2

Rolled 3 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>1996648

Rolled 18 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>1996648

>>1996648

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>1996648

Rolled 139 (1d202)

>>1996648
DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

Rolled 7 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

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>>1996648
As you stand, you draw your halberd, making sure anybody could see you, Luna's light glinting off of your black armor.

Immediately, you see rustling the tall grass as presumably whoever was out there began to flee. You guess with your presence, and the sudden disappearance of their leader, the rest of the little team of spies wasn't willing to stick around.

"Yeah, looks like they've completely bolted." Niko nods in approval.

You meanwhile kneel down and haul the knocked out spy leader over your shoulder. It was the least you could do for Niko.

"Oho, guess you're still a knight, after all!" Niko giggles. "What should we do with this guy?"

>We'll interrogate him ourselves.
>Turn him over to Havel.
>Other

Rolled 11 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>1996648

>>1996677
>>Turn him over to Havel.

>>1996677
>We'll interrogate him ourselves.

>>1996677
>Turn him over to Havel.

>>1996677
>Turn him over to Havel.

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>>1996677

>We'll interrogate him ourselves.

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>>1996677
>>Turn him over to Havel.

>>1996677
>>We'll interrogate him ourselves.

>>1996677
>We'll interrogate him ourselves.
We saw how well Havel did interrogating that elf.

>>1996677
>We'll interrogate him ourselves.

>>1996677
>>Turn him over to Havel.

>>1996677
>We'll interrogate him ourselves.

>>1996677
>turn him over to havel

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>>1996677
Hmmm, looks like we've got a bit of a tie here...

1. Ourselves
2. Havel

>>1996769
Guess we're doing it ourselves. Prepare the rolls?

>>1996773
>Prepare the soot and ash and have Nino prepare some fire spells for our terrifying theatrical entrance to intimidate the guy

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>>1996769
You point to her and yourself. This was something you didn't need to bother Havel with.

"Well, sure, I guess." Niko shrugs as she walks casually alongside you. "Gonna do it now, or wait till the morning?"

>Let's get this done as soon as possible.
>This can wait until morning.
>Other

>>1996783
>Let's get this done as soon as possible.

>>1996783
>>This can wait until morning.

Let's try some sleep deprivation techniques!

>>1996783
>let's get this done as soon as possible.
nino gets cranky if she doesn't get tucked in at night.

>>1996783
>Let's get this done as soon as possible.

>>1996783
>>Let's get this done as soon as possible.

>>1996783
>>Let's get this done as soon as possible.

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>>1996783
You make your way directly to the dungeon, placing the spy in a different cell from the Elven scout. You quickly tie him to the chair to keep him from moving.

"Oh, so we're really doing this now." Niko whistles. "Guess I should've figured. You wanna get Morgan in on this, too? Pretty sure she knows a trick or two."

>Morgan could be of help.
>She doesn't need to be bothered.
>Other

>>1996839
>Morgan could be of help.

>>1996798
>nino gets cranky if she doesn't get tucked in at night.
Morgan put her to bed last thread.

>>1996839
>She doesn't need to be bothered.

>>1996839
>>Morgan could be of help.

>>1996839
>>She doesn't need to be bothered.

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>>1996839
>>She doesn't need to be bothered.

She's probably dreaming of family she may have.

>>1996839
>She doesn't need to be bothered.

>>1996839
>She doesn't need to be bothered.

>>1996863
Or what her real name is and why she was alone.

>>1996839
>>Morgan could be of help.

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>>1996839
You shake your head. This would be done between the two of you.

"Works for me." Niko shrugs as she slaps the spy, who starts to be roused from unconsciousness.

"W-wha-?" He mumbles as he tries to get a handle on his surroundings.

"Hey there." Niko smiles as she leans forward. "Having a bad day, are we?"

The spy glares at Niko, but doesn't say a word. Disciplined, at least.

"What, you don't want to talk to a cute girl like me?" Niko says in mock offense.

Still that glaring silence.

"Awwwww, guess I'll have to actually get my hands dirty..." Niko shrugs as she casually draws one of the daggers.

>Let Niko do her thing.
>Counter-glare.
>Other

>>1996925
>>Let Niko do her thing.

>>1996925
>counter-glare

>>1996925
>>Counter-glare.

>>1996925
>>Counter-glare.

>>1996925
>>Let Niko do her thing.

>>1996925
>Let Niko do her thing.

>>1996925
>>Counter-glare.

>>1996925
>Counter Glare

>>1996925
>Let Niko do her thing.

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>>1996925
You gently move Niko aside and lean forward to face the spy directly in the eyes. Maybe it was time to show him how a real glare worked...

>Roll 1d20+1

Rolled 10 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1996973

Rolled 17 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1996973

Rolled 19 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1996973

Rolled 13 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1996973
This is no ordinary man!

Rolled 9 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>1996973

>>1996978
Solid

>>1996978
Dis guy coming in clutch

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>>1996973
In the battle of the glares, the spy blinks first.

"All right, all right! Just get this freak away from me!" He yelps.

"Well, tell me your name, first." Niko smiles and crosses her arms.

"Burson, it's Burson!" The spy says quickly.

Niko gives you a nod and you take a few steps back, giving Burson some breathing room.

"All right, I think I got things handled here." Niko nods. "You still wanna stick around?"

>Go talk to Havel.
>See how Naru is doing.
>Check in on Morgan and Nino.
>Stick with Niko
>Other

>>1996999
>check in on morgan and nino
we haven't spent some quality time with morgan in a while.

>>1996999
>>Check in on Morgan and Nino.

>>1996999
>Check in on Morgan and Nino.

>>1996999
>check in on morgan and nino

>>1996999
>>Check in on Morgan and Nino.

>>1996999
>Go talk to Havel.

>>1996999
>>Check in on Morgan and Nino.

>>1996999
>>Check in on Morgan and Nino.

>>1996999
>Check in on Morgan and Nino.

Perhaps Morgan has latent demihuman magic or abilities?

Things like animal senses, or transforming into a wolf which doesn't affect her clothes.

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>>1996999
You decide to check on Morgan and Nino, just to make sure they were fine. You remember Morgan taking Nino back to her room, so that's the first place you head to.

Sure enough, you see Morgan leaning against the wall in the hall outside Nino's room, Romulus sitting at her side. The direwofl pup was starting to get rather large now, his head reaching up to her waist level when sitting.

"Oh, hey there." Morgan says somewhat weakly. Was she just tired? Or was it something else? "You and Niko go out earlier?"

You nod and stand across from her.

"Yeah, me and Romulus picked up a different smell when you came back. Brought a new guest, I see." Morgan frowns as she she presses a finger to her nose. "I used to boast I had a good sense of smell, but this is totally unreal."

You glance at Nino's door.

"Huh? O-oh yeah, Nino's asleep. Nothing to worry about." Morgan replies, temporarily snapped out of her funk.

>Sounds like she needs a drink.
>Maybe talk at one of her favored spots.
>Escort her back to her room.
>Other

>>1997080
>Escort her back to her room

>>1997080
>>Maybe talk at one of her favored spots.

Seems like Morgan needs someone to vent.

>>1997080
>Escort her back to her room.

>>1997080
>Maybe talk at one of her favored spots.

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>>1997080
>>Maybe talk at one of her favored spots.
>>1997086
You mean taking her on a walk?
>>1997033
LEWD

>>1997080
>Sounds like she needs a drink.

>>1997080
>>Escort her back to her room.

>>1997093
"It's a new kind of drink, though you may need some milk or sugar. It's called, Coffee!"

>>1997090
Why not? Walks definitely help with the brooding and getting things out of a person's chest.

>>1997080
>Maybe talk at one of her favored spots.

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>>1997080
You motion for Morgan to follow you as you head up to the ramparts of the Monastery.

"Heh, it's that obvious, huh?" Morgan sighs as she follows you.

Romulus decides to stand guard at Nino's door. And gives a little whine.

"Oh, shut up, Rom." Morgan growls, her cheeks reddening.

Romulus shakes his head and lets the two of you move on. You ascend some stairs to the ramparts of the Monastery, which gave a commanding view of the surrounding field, as well as a clear view of the night sky and the nearby Eisenwand. Both torch and star light flickered in the distance, illuminating the land and Morgan's face.

Morgan leans forward on the rampart, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. A cool breeze blows by, fluttering her clothes and causing her hood to fall back, letting her two wolf ears pop up freely.

"It's just... I'm so confused." Morgan grimaces. "What am I? I thought the weirdest thing about me was that I was an orphan, but apparently I might not even be human at all."

You look on silently.

"Maybe I should've been more suspicious." Morgan sighs. "Grandpa used to tell me he found me alone in the forest, but I never really thought much of it until now..."

>Let Morgan keep talking.
>Ask about this "Grandpa"
>Other

>>1997133
>Let Morgan keep talking.

>>1997133
>let morgan keep talking

>>1997133
>Let Morgan keep talking.

>>1997133
>>Let Morgan keep talking.

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>>1997133
>Let Morgan keep talking.

>>1997133
>Ask about this "Grandpa"

Was he one of those Druid or Woodsman types?

>>1997133
>Ask about this "Grandpa"

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>>1997133
"Anyways, I guess I have more reason to head to those mountains now." Morgan bites her lip. "But, well... I guess I'm afraid."

You look at Morgan. She never seemed the type to be afraid often.

"I mean, what if they don't accept me?" She sighs, her crystal blue eyes almost glowing in the moonlight. "What if I just get rejected again? Or what if we go all that way and don't find anything all? I'm not sure which is worse."

You put a reassuring hand on her shoulder, but Morgan gives you a bit of a suspicious look. You weren't expecting it to sting you so much.

"And I know the Templar reputation concerning other races." Morgan continues. "I know you and Havel don't seem to mind but... what about the rest of your Order? What happens if they don't take a liking to me...?"

>They'd have to deal with me first.
>You'd have to leave then.
>I'd follow you wherever you go.
>Other

>>1997192
>They'd have to deal with me first.

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>>1997192
>They'd have to deal with me first.

>>1997192
>They'd have to deal with me first.
>Other: scratch behing her wolf ear.

>>1997192
>>They'd have to deal with me first.

>>1997192
>They'd have to deal with me first.

>>1997192
>>They'd have to deal with me first.

>>1997192
>Other
Templars value deeds above appearances.

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>>1997192
>>They'd have to deal with me first.

Battle Sisters may be a point of contention.

>>1997192
>They'd have to deal with me first.

>>1997192
>They'd have to deal with me first.

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>>1997210
Could always put the girls as battle sisters. I wonder if Havel has dome of that battle sister clothing in the monastery.

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>>1997192
You scratch the back of Morgan's ears, causing her to briefly mewl in contentment before finally catching herself.

"W-what was that for!?" Morgan stammers, her face fully red now, her ears and tail completely erect.

You pound your fist against your chestplate. If anybody would come for her, even if it were your own brothers and sisters of the Order, then they would have to get through you first. She was a valued comrade, after all.

"W-wow. You'd really stand up for me like that...?" Morgan pauses. "I don't know what to say."

>[Shrug]
>[Headpat]
>[Hug]
>Kiss
>Other

>>1997228
>>Kiss

>>1997228
Secret option go!

>>1997228
>[Headpat]

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>>1997228
>>Kiss
Let's rock.

>>1997228
>[Hug]

>>1997228
>Kiss

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>>1997228
>Kiss
Sol forgive us for our sin.

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>>1997228
>Kiss

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>>1997240
It's fine anon. At least she isn't a elf.

>>1997228
>[Hug]

>>1997228
>>[Hug]

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>>1997240
>>1997243
Besides, this is potentially an opportunity for her to be a representative for her race should she choose.

>>1997228
>Hug

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>>1997247
Correct, we will need this since Elias is already making preparation to send a party to the mountains in the future.

>>1997258
Girl on the right reminds me of the crazy black blood girl from Soul Eater somehow

>>1997228
>Kiss

>>1997228
>[Hug]

>>1997258
>>1997247
I'm preparing for the worst considering she was found far south of the mountains. Something serious must have went down for her family to send her south.

>>1997228
>>Kiss

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>>1997262
Crona?

>>1997228
>[Hug]

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>>1997228
At this point, you come to understand Morgan, or at least her character. She was a girl who always found it hard to trust in others. Perhaps due to her isolation or from past trauma, words of loyalty meant little to her. Only action.

And there was one action you were certain would cement her trust in you. An action you felt you both wanted, but never acted on.

You calmly reach up to your helmet and carefully take it off. You're not sure how much Morgan could see in the darkness. Then again, she had sharp eyes.

"W-what are you doing-?" Morgan squeaks.

But before she has a chance to protest, you pull her close, bend down, and kiss her on the lips.

Silence seems to fall upon the land as this happens. Morgan's body stops struggling and relaxes, falling into your embrace like water.

The trance is only broken by a howl from Romulus. Did he sense what he was happening?

"Ah, w-wow." Morgan stammers, her face now even redder. Her tail was wagging wildly and her ears were drooping in embarrassment. "D-did that really just happen-?!"

You nod.

"And... and your face!" Morgan pouts. "Why do you even wear the helmet when you look like that!?!"

You rap a knuckle against your temple. For protection of course.

"I mean- I just- AAAAHHH!" Morgan wails as she leaps off the wall and into the darkness below. You could hear a soft thump as she lands, and pitter patter as she runs off into the forest.

...perhaps you may have overdone it just a little.

>Give Morgan some time to sort things out.
>Better go after her. She doesn't have a clear state of mind right now.
>Other

>>1997282
>Give Morgan some time to sort things out.

>>1997278
ye, she does a bit. Something about the face and body (sans dress)

>>1997271
War between the various demi-human tribes? A offspring of a tribe leader sended in isolation?

>>1997282
>Give Morgan some time to sort things out.

>>1997282
>Give Morgan some time to sort things out.

>>1997282
>>Give Morgan some time to sort things out.

>>1997282
>Give Morgan some time to sort things out.

She's cute when she's flusttered.

>>1997282
>>Give Morgan some time to sort things out.
Apparently Templar and Kakashi have something in common.

>>1997301
Both like dogs?

>>1997289
Perhaps, but if they did survive, they'd probably only accept her if she passes a trial or two as a rite of passage of sorts.

I would not be surprised if the possible inter-tribal warfare was pretty brutal with the possibility of other tribes divided by what animals they're based on.

I.e. Wolves fighting Mountain Lions

>>1997311
I'm gonna need someone to translate your post as well.

>>1997308
Well it can also be goat demi-human vs wolf demi-humans.

>>1997282
>>Give Morgan some time to sort things out.

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>>1997317
That's one of the reasons why you shouldn't post something without proof reading it first.

>>1997304
Nah Morgan and Romulus are wolves not dogs. I mean more about thier face are weaponized sexy to women.

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>>1997282
You suppose it was best to give Morgan some time and space sort things out. After all, she was dealing with emotions that were probably completely new and foreign to her.

Plus, you were fairly certain that you'd never be able to catch or find her if she didn't truly want to be.

With a sigh, you carefully put your helmet back on and turn back to the stairs when you see Havel standing there, arms crossed.

You pause, wondering how much he had seen.

"Enough." Havel rumbles. "While fraternization is not forbidden in the Order, I do hope you remember to always be careful of the company you keep?"

You nod, and clench your fists. Was he implying Morgan was unfit?

"Just giving a warning. Don't worry, I've taken a liking to the girl, too." Havel gives you a thumbs up. "But as she says, others within our Order may not view her as kindly."

You crack your knuckles, effectively giving him the same answer that you gave to Morgan.

"Let us hope it won't come that." Havel grunts. "On another note, is my duty to report on all of the happenings within the Monastery, but I'm sure I might forget about this in the morning."

>You don't have anything to hide.
>That's mighty nice of Havel.
>Other

>>1997343
>That's mighty nice of Havel.

>>1997343
>>That's mighty nice of Havel.

>>1997343
>>That's mighty nice of Havel.

It's just one time in this Monastery, as long as we do it in private far far away (and NOBODY finds out).

>>1997343
>That's mighty nice of Havel.

>>1997343
>That's mighty nice of Havel.

I wonder what our parents and siblings would think if this...

>>1997355
She's mostly human, they'd understand. It's not like she's an elf.

>>1997343
>That's mighty nice of Havel.

>>1997343
>>That's mighty nice of Havel.

>>1997343
>That's mighty nice of Havel.

What is our honour compared to a woman's love?

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>>1997343
You give an approving nod.

"Then we shall speak no more of it." Havel nods back. "Ah yes, and another matter. The Order has seen fit to send some assistance our way."

You look at him. What kind of assistance?

"Have you heard of Marshal Ozen?" Havel asks warily.

>Only by reputation.
>Never heard of him.
>You've encountered each other at least once already.
>Other

>>1997366
>Never heard of him

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>>1997366
>You've encountered each other at least once already.

>tfw no battle sister

>>1997366
>Only by reputation.

>>1997366
>>Only by reputation.

>>1997366
>Only by reputation.
>His daughter would not shut up about him.

>>1997366
>Never heard of him.
Is he like GREY KNIGHT BAZUSO?!?

>>1997366
>You've encountered each other at least once already.

>>1997366
>>Only by reputation.

>>1997366
>>Only by reputation.

>>1997366
>Only by reputation.

>>1997373
They Grey Knight Bazuso? He's the Thirty-man Slayer, also known as the Bear Slaughterer!

>>1997368
Maybe he has a personal retinue of them travelling with him?

>>1997366
>>Only by reputation.

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>>1997366
You nod. You had heard of Marsha Ozen only by her reputation. One the Order's most feared Battle Sisters, Ozen was known for her brute strength, and her penchant of vanquishing her opponents with only her bare hands. Many were a story of her cracking open a dragon's skull with a single punch, and tearing a Forest Lord apart like peeling dead bark off a tree.

If a person like THAT was coming to the Frontier...

"Yes, things will only escalate, I fear." Havel sighs. "Just thought you should know."

That was certainly... interesting information.

"I shall not bother you any further." Havel says as he takes his leave.

Now what...?

>Better get some rest.
>See if Niko has yielded any more results.
>Where's Naru? You're suddenly in the mood for a drink.
>Other

>>1997391
>Where's Naru? You're suddenly in the mood for a drink.

>>1997391
>Where's Naru? You're suddenly in the mood for a drink.

>>1997391
>Better get some rest.

>>1997391
>See if Niko has yielded any more results.
Now just wait until the Sisters patrol through the city, and begun rooting out evil.

>>1997391
>See if Niko has yielded any more results.

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>>1997391
>Where's Naru? You're suddenly in the mood for a drink.

also. Yay battle sister!!

>>1997391
>>Where's Naru? You're suddenly in the mood for a drink.

>>1997391
>Where's Naru? You're suddenly in the mood for a drink.

>>1997397
Or get us barred from entering again.

>>1997391
>>Where's Naru? You're suddenly in the mood for a drink.

Might as well get hammered to drown out the fact a more 'orthodox' person is coming in to lay down the law in a less than subtle approach.

>>1997391
>>See if Niko has yielded any more results.

Welp, wonder how they'd react if they heard about Morgan...

>>1997408
>>1997412
I just hope our younger sisters aren't learning too much from her since they're trainees.

>>1997412
Not to mention Nino, or Naru. If anything, Niko is probably the only one that wouldn't be on their shitlist. Unless she hates wolves as well, of course.

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>>1997391
You head for the main hall. Perhaps some mead would take the edge off of this eventful evening.

Naturally, Naru was there as well, partaking in the Monastery's stores.

"Oh, hey there." Naru burps. "You here for a drink, too?"

You nod simply as you sit next to her.

"Well then, heeeeelp yourshelf." Naru nods as she downs another mug of mead.

>Just a single mug or two.
>What the hell, might as well go all out.
>Other

>>1997416
>What the hell, might as well go all out.

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>>1997416
>>1997416
>>What the hell, might as well go all out.

We have a fucking long few weeks ahead of us.

>>1997416
>Just a single mug or two.

>>1997416
>Just a single mug or two.

>>1997416
>What the hell, might as well go all out.

>>1997416
>>Just a single mug or two.

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>>1997416
>What the hell, might as well go all out.

things are bad Naru..really bad.

>>1997416
>Just a single mug or two.

>>1997416
>Just a single mug or two.

>>1997416
>>What the hell, might as well go all out.

>>1997416
>Just a single mug or two.

"Welp, Mary, we got good news, and bad news. The good news is that our Elf problems are going to be solved. The bad news is that they're sending Battle Sisters to help."

>>1997416
>Just a single mug or two.

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>>1997416
You take a seat next to Naru and pour yourself a mug of mead. You certainly were going to need it.

More Elven business, the arrival a Marshal Ozen, and finally, declaring your feelings for Morga. It felt like things out in the Frontier were startign to pick up and pick up fast.

That leaves you to wonder just what the future still has in store...

>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thread is next week, and don't forget Macross on Friday!

>>1997441
Thanks for running Merc!

>>1997441
Thanks for the run.

>>1997441
Thanks for running Merc!

>BATTLE SISTERS ARE COMING!

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>>1997444
Can you hear the drums of war battlebrother?!

>>1997441
See you next time, Merc!

One last eastern apparel for the road.

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>>1997441
Later, boss.

One last pic of fem!Templar

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>>1997446
>>1997444
I just wonder how they'll make their entrance.

Huge convent at marching pace, or landing right at our doorstep with a personal air galleon.

>>1997454
I think it's just the one Marshal coming along, sending a whole army of the Order's troops might not be the best look right now.

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>>1997391
>monk using heavy armor

Just like my final fantasy tactic.