>>2436325
>Ask more about Morgan.

>>2436325
>>Focus on the weirwood. Morgan's matters can be taken care of in a more private setting.

>>2436325
>Focus on the weirwood. Morgan's matters can be taken care of in a more private setting.

>>2436325
>Focus on the weirwood. Morgan's matters can be taken care of in a more private setting.

If these people have a problem with White Wolf Morgan for being a different sub-species, then they're going to have a problem with Red Dragon Templar.

>>2436325
>Ask more about Morgan.

>>2436325
>Focus on the weirwood. Morgan's matters can be taken care of in a more private setting.

>>2436325
Ask about Morgan.

>>2436325
>>2436355 here.
Changing to:
>Ask more about Morgan.

>>2436325
>Ask more about Morgan.

>>2436325
>Focus on the weirwood. Morgan's matters can be taken care of in a more private setting.

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>>2436325
You just give a reassuring nod at Morgan. This was her moment, after all.

Morgan bites her lip and gives you a thankful nod back before turning to the Chief.

"What do you mean by me being a white wolf?" She asks, instinctively taking one step towards the throne.

Immediately, a pair of guards emerge from the shadows, spears pointed at Morgan. A bull and a lion, if your guess was correct. The rest of the expedition tenses up, instinctively reaching for their weapons in case things got serious. Chief Fardan merely stays calm and makes a simple hand gesture to his guards, who simply nod and meld back into the shadows on either side of the throne.

"The White Wolves were... not exactly the most controllable group." Chief Fardan says in the most diplomatic terms he could manage. "Very private. Isolationist. Preferred not to get involved with any of the village's affairs unless in the most dire of circumstances."

Hm. Sounds a lot like how Morgan used to be, and still is a bit. The grim expression on Morgan's face indicated she's realized this as well.

Meanwhile, Janice and Artya look on from the rear, the concern clear in their body language.

"And how's that a problem? It's certainly their right." Morgan responds.

"Because even this Valley is a harsh land to live in, and we've only survived by banding together. Community is everything to us." Fardan leans forward from his throne and narrows his eyes. "And then one day, they simply disappeared. We had no idea why, but the green seers have all had visions of the White Wolf returning when the Valley is at the brink of destruction."

The whole room is quiet at that point.

>So Morgan is here to save you all?
>You think she's the cause of your problems, don't you?
>Other

>>2436500
Other. Let Morgan speak.

>>2436500

>So Morgan is here to save you all?
>Other:"She did bring a mage to look into the weirdwood and we found out about the elves in your territory. So you got lucky she brougth us to you."

>>2436500
>>So Morgan is here to save you all?

>>2436500
>So Morgan is here to save you all?

>>2436500
>>You think she's the cause of your problems, don't you?

Time to omit the fact that we may or may not be in a relationship with her.

>>2436500
>So Morgan is here to save you all?
Truly Sol's wish was for us to bring Morgan here.

>>2436500
>>So Morgan is here to save you all?
>>Green seers?

>>2436500
>So Morgan is here to save you all?

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>>2436500
>You think she's the cause of your problems, don't you?

>>2436522
Could potentially be an advanced class Morgan could go into.


Perhaps we could find Morgan some of her tribe's traditional clothes/armour to integrate into her outfit as an armour upgrade?

>>2436500
this >>2436505

>>2436520
Of course she is here to save then she brings a archmage and two of Sol's champions to help then.

>>2436500
>So Morgan is here to save you all?
Let's be positive.

>>2436520
Given how that storm fucked off, you may be right.

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>>2436500
You nudge Morgan forward, encouraging her to speak up.

"So... so you think I'm here to save you all?" She croaks, as if she didn't want to put those words into the air.

"That's the interpretation some of us believe, yes." Chief Fardan nods. "The White Wolves had left so long ago that not even I had ever met one in person, so I would be willing to extend my confidence to you..."

"Morgan." She says. "My name is Morgan."

"A fine name." Fardan nods and turns to Elias, Nino, and the Mages. "The smell of mana is thick upon you. I suppose you are the ones here to help us with our dying weirwoods."

"That is correct." Elias nods. "Though first, I am fascinated by the exact mechanics of how one can 'smell' mana! I would like to know-"

Elias is then interrupted by a painful jab from Caroline's club, reminding him to get back on point.

"My apologies." Elias coughs. "Yes, I'm here to research the trees and hopefully find the cause of their ailments."

"Excellent." Chief Fardan then looks to Janice and Artya. "I putt the well being of these newcomers under your care."

"Yes, Chief!" Janice bows her head at the same time as Artya.

"Janice can show you to your lodgings as well as where the weirwoods have begun to die." Fardan nods.

"This way, everyone!" Janice motions for you all to follow her.

>You should all get settled down and rested first.
>You should go see what's going on with the wierwoods.
>Other

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>>2436558
That, or the Storm Drake that we saw happened to be in the right place at the right time, or Sol put that Drake there when we needed it.

>>2436564
>>You should all get settled down and rested first.

>>2436564
>You should all get settled down and rested first.

>>2436564
>You should go see what's going on with the wierwoods.

>>2436564
>>You should go see what's going on with the wierwoods.

>>2436564
>You should all get settled down and rested first.

>>2436564
>You should all get settled down and rested first.

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>>2436564
>You should all get settled down and rested first.

Celebratory lewds with Morgan?

>>2436564
>>You should all get settled down and rested first.
>>We should inquire if they have anything to say about red dragons. Like if red dragons will leave them to the true faith.

>>2436564
>You should all get settled down and rested first.

While we settle down Elias and his crew can look at the samples they colected.

>>2436591
Do you want EVERYONE in this place to know what we've been doing from smell alone?!?

>>2436564
>>You should go see what's going on with the wierwoods.

>>2436564
Check out the weirwoods.

>>2436564
>>You should go see what's going on with the wierwoods.

>>2436609
To be fair, they're probably used to that kind of thing.

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>>2436564
"Well, we had just come from a long expedition." Elias points out. "I would like some time to settle down and really start analyzing my samples."

"I'm still sore all over..." Valentia groans.

"Maybe I can finally get the squirt's clothes washed." Naru sighs.

You just nod in agreement. You all needed some rest.

"All right, I know just the place!" Janice winks. "Follow me!"

And as if on cue, you could see the sky starting to turn orange as Sol falls closer to the horizon. Laterns light up along the streets and within the windows to hold back the darkness. There's also a noticeably large crowd waiting outside, no doubt to see what would happen.

"Hey! Nothing to see here, everyone! Move along, move along!" Janice waves her arms wildly to shoo them off. "Give them some privacy!"

As Janice runs interference, Artya takes over leading your group to a rather large and cozy looking building in the center of the village. Definitely looked to be some sort of communal living building. Inside, it was a bit bare, but it had all of the essentials. Walls, roof, and beds. Really all you needed, honestly.

And just like that, everyone sets out to making things more like home. Elias and the Twins quickly take the top floor to reserve it as a lab. Naru drags a kicking and thrashing Nino away for a bath. Niko and Artya tend to Valentia, who was still feeling unwell.

Morgan... seems to have disappeared again. But you do see Janice enter. This was a good opportunity to speak privately with her, if you wished.

>See what Elias is up to.
>Better go help Naru with Nino.
>See how Valentia is holding up.
>Talk with Janice
>Other

>>2436643
>Talk with Janice

>>2436643
>>Talk with Janice

>>2436643
>>See how Valentia is holding up.

>>2436643
>Talk with Janice

>>2436643
>Talk with Janice

>>2436643
>Talk with Janice

>>2436643
>>Talk with Janice

>>2436643
See what Elias is up to.

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>>2436643
You walk over to Janice, intending to talk to her.

"Hm? You need something?" Janice asks as she sees you.

>Ask if she knew about the White Wolves this entire time.
>Ask what exactly a "green seer" is.
>You need to know more about Chief Fardan.
>Other

>>2436690
>>Ask what exactly a "green seer" is.

>>2436690
>>Ask if she knew about the White Wolves this entire time.

>>2436690
>Ask what exactly a "green seer" is.

>>2436690
Ask about the white wolves.

>>2436690
>Ask if she knew about the White Wolves this entire time.
>Ask what exactly a "green seer" is.

>>2436690
>Ask what exactly a "green seer" is.
>Other:"elfs?"

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>>2436690
>Ask what exactly a "green seer" is.

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>>2436690
You look to Janice, and point to her, and then to the forest. You then raise your hands up and wiggle your fingers around to indicate sparkly magic. It seems that her tribe had their own version of Mages?

"Oh, are you asking if we use magic?" Janice nods. "Yeah! We call them green seers. They're those of us who have a much deeper connection to the wierwoods. It allows them to well... 'talk' is bit too simple of a word. They can 'communicate' with the trees."

>Sounds intriguing.
>Sounds a bit heretical.
>Other

>>2436739
>>Sounds intriguing.

>>2436739
>Sounds intriguing.

>>2436739
>Sounds a bit heretical.

Missing your trip, Merc?

>>2436739
>Sounds intriguing, if not a bit heretical.

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>>2436743
Unfortunately, the new April Fools script the site is running seems to be interfering with trips.

>>2436739
>>Sounds intriguing.

>>2436739
What do the trees have to say?

>>2436739
>Sounds intriguing.

>>2436739
>Sounds intriguing.

Imagine being able to turn the elves' precious trees against them. Ozen would probably get a hoot out of that.

>>2436739
>Sounds a bit heretical.
Maybe even elven.

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>>2436739
You nod. Things certainly sounded... intriguing. It was a bit too close to that filthy Elven magic, but you suppose you could give them the benefit of the doubt. They could still see the ways of Sol, at least.

"Anyways, you'll have plenty of time to talk to them tomorrow when we go check out the dying trees." Janice continues. "I don't think you'll get much trouble from them. They're the most concerned about finding a way to fix them, after all."

Well, you suppose you'd get the full measure of them when the time came.

"Hmmmm... it looks like Morgan's disappeared again, though." Janice frowns, looking around the room. "Maybe we should look for her...?"

Well, Morgan always did have a good sense of direction, but this might as well be completely unknown territory to her...

>Morgan should be fine.
>You should go search for her.
>Other

>>2436789
>See how Valentia is holding up.

>>2436789
>You should go search for her

Follow the trail of white fur.

>>2436789
>>You should go search for her.

>>2436789
>>You should go search for her.

>>2436789
Morgan should be fine.

>>2436789
>You should go search for her.

This all must be overwhelming as hell

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>>2436789
>>You should go search for her.

Last thing we need is for Morgan to be attacked, or her going feral and waking up covered in sheep blood.

>>2436789
>>You should go search for her.
>>Time to get the leash.

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>>2436789
Perhaps it was best to look for her. You start heading for the door when Janice puts a hand on your shoulder.

"Hey, wait a minute." Janice says with concern. "Let me get Artya to go with you. She's a good tracker, and knows the village. You'll need her help."

>You can manage.
>You're glad for the help.
>Other

>>2436837
>You're glad for the help.

>>2436837
>>You can manage.
>Clang the armour, loudly. Morgan knows when we want to find her.

>>2436837
>You can manage.

Morgan usually finds us first anyway.

>>2436837
>>You can manage.
>>Clang the armour, loudly. Morgan knows when we want to find her.

>>2436837
>>You're glad for the help.

>>2436837
>You can manage.

>>2436837
>>You're glad for the help.

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>>2436837
You shake your head. You can manage. Besides, it would be better for you to deal with Morgan in private.

"Okay..." Janice nods, a bit skeptical. "Just be careful, okay?"

You give her a thumbs up and head out the door.

By now, Sol's light was almost completely faded, giving way to darkness. There were much fewer people on the streets, as expected of a normal town. That was fine. Less people to get entangled with.

You pause to look around, trying to discern any notable landmarks. Morgan would likely gravitate to those first, being in unfamiliar territory.

Well, the most obvious landmark was the treeline, which seemed to meld with the town. Morgan always did like forests. To the other side, you could see a majestic waterfall as a pure mountain stream rolled off a high cliff. And finally, you could see a column of steam or smoke belching from the ground in the distance.

>Check the forest.
>Check the waterfall.
>Check the steam/smoke.
>Other

>>2436900
>Check the waterfall.

Taking a nighttime bath?

>>2436900
>>Check the steam/smoke.

Is she having steamed ham?

>>2436900
>Check the waterfall.

>>2436900
Check the steam smoke.

>>2436900
>Check the forest

Seems like the best place to hide out

>>2436900
>>Check the waterfall.

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>>2436900
You're not sure why, but the waterfall seems to grab your attention the most. It was high up enough that it would provide a good vantage point, and looked like there wasn't any buildings up there, so it would be isolated, too. One of Morgan's favorite things.

With your destination set, you start to make your way to the cliff face. As you do so, you seem to attract the curious gazes of the village's residents.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2436954

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>2436954

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>2436954

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>2436954

>>2436960
Nice

>>2436960
I'm sorta curious on what this will turn out to be.

>>2436960
Typical creme

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>>2436960
Uh oh, looks like you've got a 1 there!

Would you like to use a FATE POINT to negate it? You currently have 2 points!

>Y
>N

>>2436960
>cue naked Morgan

>>2436974
>Y

>>2436974
>N
Merc turn your name back on.

>>2436974
>N

>>2436974
>N

I am afraid, yet intrigued.

>>2436974
Yes.
>>2436978
April fool's day is screwing with trips.

>>2436974
>>N

>>2436974
>>N

>>2436974
>N

>>2436974
>N
What's the worst that could happen?

>>2437006
The answer is always elves.

>>2437010
Let them come. We can test out our Halberd's new modifications on them.

>>2436974
>Y

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>>2436974
As you move past the outskirts of the village and farther out from the developed areas, you get the feeling that you're being followed.

You feeling is quickly turned into confirmation when you find yourself surrounded by dark figures in the night, forming a circle around you. They didn't appear visibly armed, but knowing these demi-humans, they generally didn't need to be.

"Look, it's one of the outsiderssssss." One of them hisses.

"Poor thing. It has to wear all that metal like a turtle to protect itself!" Another one jeers.

"I wonder what it looks like on the inside?" Another chuckles.

You suppose that no place, not even this one, was free from troublemakers. You weren't exactly too sure how willing they were to pick a fight, but in such a lopsided situation where you were outnumbered, surrounded, and had no idea of the enemy's capabilities, you couldn't take any chances.

>Try to make a break for it.
>Call for assistance.
>Try to scare them off.
>If they want a fight, they've got one.
>Other

>>2437028
>If they want a fight, they've got one.

Call out their champion.

>>2437028
>Try to scare them off.

>>2437028
>Try to scare them off.

>>2437028
>Try to scare them off.

It has been a while since we gave a nice TEMPLAR STARE

>>2437028
>>Call for assistance.
>>Try to scare them off.
Maybe bang our halberd against our chest while also doing the stare meme.

>>2437028
>>Try to scare them off.

>>2437028
>Try to scare them off.

>>2437028
>>Try to scare them off.

Need we show them what we look like in Bikini Armour?

>>2437028
Call for assistance.

>>2437028
>>Try to scare them off.

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>>2437028
These were nothing more than the equivalent of street ruffians. They didn't know the fear and respect a Templar commanded.

But this would be a good opportunity to teach them.

>Roll 1d20+3

Rolled 14 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2437066
>That 20

Seems these guys are made of sterner steel than most.

Rolled 6 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2437066

>>2437066
Here we go.

Rolled 10 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2437066
Time for snow!

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>2437066

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>>2437066
Unfortunately, the fact that these ruffians had no clue what a Templar was worked against your favor. They hadn't had generations of warfare and holy crusades to teach them that knights like you were to be feared, and their ignorance replaces their cowardice as they close in tighter, the whispering and chuckling getting louder among them as their mob mentality begins to kick in.

You halberd was still slung, over your shoulder, but you could easily draw it out if needed. However, you were a bit concerned that you would have a lot of explaining to do if the other demi-humans found dead ruffians littering the outskirts of their village.

>Use your halberd. These fools chose their fate.
>You don't need your halberd. Your armor, your fists, and you faith should be enough.
>Other

>>2437088
>You don't need your halberd. Your armor, your fists, and you faith should be enough.

>>2437088
>You don't need your halberd. Your armor, your fists, and you faith should be enough.
Fortune favors the faithful!

>>2437088
>>You don't need your halberd. Your armor, your fists, and you faith should be enough.

>>2437088
>>You don't need your halberd. Your armor, your fists, and you faith should be enough.
TEMPLAR SMASH

>>2437088
>You don't need your halberd. Your armor, your fists, and you faith should be enough.

>>2437088
>You don't need your halberd. Your armor, your fists, and you faith should be enough.

>>2437088
>Use your halberd. These fools chose their fate.

>>2437088
>You don't need your halberd. Your armor, your fists, and you faith should be enough.

>>2437088
>You don't need your halberd. Your armor, your fists, and you faith should be enough.

>>2437088
>>You don't need your halberd. Your armor, your fists, and you faith should be enough.

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>>2437088
You didn't need your halberd for such a trifling matter. Your armor, your fists, and your faith was more than enough to deal with these troublemakers.

First things first, though, you needed to try and single out their ringleader. After all, most gangs like these were only held together by the loosest of associations. The elimination of their leader should send them all scattering.

Then again, you were in pretty antsy mood right now. This seemed like the perfect opportunity to let off some steam.

>Scatter the ruffians by taking out their leader.
>Don't stop. Can't be stopped.
>Other

>>2437139
>>Don't stop. Can't be stopped.

>>2437139
>Don't stop. Can't be stopped.

>>2437139
>Scatter the ruffians by taking out their leader.

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>>2437139
>>Don't stop. Can't be stopped.

We certainly can't beat them by giving them all a good headpat.

>>2437139
>Scatter the ruffians by taking out their leader.

>>2437139
>>Scatter the ruffians by taking out their leader.

>>2437139
>Scatter the ruffians by taking out their leader

>>2437139
>Don't stop. Can't be stopped.

>>2437139
>>Don't stop. Can't be stopped.
Well when you give us options like these, there really isn't any choice but to eviscerate all enemies before us.

>>2437139
>>Don't stop. Can't be stopped.

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>>2437139
Well, no way to teach fear and respect than just to beat down every. single. one.

>Roll 1d20+2

Rolled 16 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2437167

Rolled 9 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2437167
RIP AND TEAR

Rolled 13 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2437167

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>>2437167
You scan the ruffians and spot what you assume to be the leader. He towered over the others and looked to be some sort of bull, judging from the two long horns protruding from his head. Well, you found your target.

You take the offensive and charge forward. Two of the thugs move in to try and intercept you. However, you stiff arm one of them and shoulder check the other, sending them both reeling to the sides and leaving a clear path the ringleader.

Of course, the bull man wasn't going to just stand back and let you charge him. You see him lower his head and charge you as well, the twin horns gleaming in Luna's light.

>Hit him head on.
>Sidestep and use his momentum against him.
>Try to ride the bull.
>Other

>>2437176
>Try to ride the bull.

>>2437176
>>Try to ride the bull.

>>2437176
>>Hit him head on.
Lock horns!

>>2437176
>>Hit him head on.

>>2437176
>Try to ride the bull.

Morgan better not see the sight of a huge templar atop the back of a bull man.

>>2437176
>>Try to ride the bull.

>>2437176
>Sidestep and use his momentum against him.

>>2437176
>Try to ride the bull.
Accidentally turning into a weirwood dragonkin when?

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Rolled 10, 13 = 23 (2d20)

>>2437176
You bend your legs, getting ready to leap up into the air and onto the bull man's back...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>2437203

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>2437203
Yeehaw!

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>2437203

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>2437203
Won't drop my die now.

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>>2437203
You leap straight up into the air, perfectly timing it so that you avoid the bull man's charge and land right on top of his back. Realizing what's happening, the bull man tries to shake you off, but you grab hold of his two prominent horns. You're impressed he can move this much considering how much you and your armor weight, speaking a great deal of the strength his kind possessed.

Meanwhile, the rest of the ruffians form a circle, but don't come any closer. Whether it was fear of you, or for their leader's frantic movements, you weren't sure, but you were glad for the temporary reprieve.

>Time to take down this bull.
>Run these troublemakers down!
>Other

>>2437228
>>Time to take down this bull.

Friendship through fists!

>>2437228
>Run these troublemakers down!

>>2437228
>>Time to take down this bull.

>>2437228
Take down the bull.

>>2437228
>Time to take down this bull.

>>2437228

>Time to take down this bull.

We show him the light of Sol, through our fists!

>>2437228
>>Time to take down this bull.

>>2437228
>Time to take down this bull.

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>>2437228
You decide it was time to take down this bull and take him down hard.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2437245

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>2437245

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>>2437245
Here comes the snow!

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>>2437245
With one hand still holding on to a horn for stability you raise your other hand, ball it into a fist, and slam it down directly on top of the bull man' skull so hard that there's a loud CRACK as the horn your holding literally snaps off from the opposing forces.

The bull man only gives a pained groan before collapsing to the ground in an unconscious heap, leaving you standing their with one of his horns in your hand.

There's a brief, awkward pause as everybody tries to process what just happened.

"Let's get out of here!" Someone yells and panic gives way to a full rout as the ruffians scatter in all directions.

Well, you suppose you plan to take out the bull man was a success, but perhaps it worked TOO well. At this rate you wouldn't be able to beat up anyone else.

>Now's the perfect time to punish them all.
>You don't have time for this. Go after Morgan.
>Other

>>2437269
>>You don't have time for this. Go after Morgan.

>>2437269
>>You don't have time for this. Go after Morgan.

>>2437269

>You don't have time for this. Go after Morgan.
I don't even like oreo minis

>>2437269
>You don't have time for this. Go after Morgan.

>>2437269
>You don't have time for this. Go after Morgan.

Gotta share a waterfall bath and get some tail!

>>2437273
too bad nigga, you're gonna like them now

>>2437269
>You don't have time for this. Go after Morgan.

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>>2437279

You say that now, but wait until Templar and Morgan get their hands on deviant lewd stuff like genderswap spells/potions. The tables will then turn, and the next thing you know, Morgan will be trying to pump Templar full of puppies/dragonlings.

>>2437269
>You don't have time for this. Go after Morgan.

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Rolled 6, 5, 19 = 30 (3d20)

>>2437269
You decide to let the fleeing ruffians go. They weren't going to get back in your way, and you could use that opportunity to proceed further towards the waterfall to find Morgan.

>Roll 1d20

>>2437269
>Other

Princess carry the Bull guy with us. Morgan will come out of sheer jealousy immediately.

>>2437297

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>2437297

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2437297

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>2437297
Time to see what state of dress she is in...

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>>2437297
"That was an interesting fight you had there." Morgan says simply.

You look to see her perched in a tree, her eyes giving off a slight glow as they reflected Luna's light. Had she been watching this whole time...?

You just shrug. After what you both had gone through, a couple of street thugs was honestly no issue for you.

"So I'm guess you came out here looking for me, huh?" Morgan sighs.

You nod.

"Can we... can we take a walk?" Morgan asks. "I'm just feeling antsy to just sit around..."

>We can walk back to the inn.
>Okay, we can walk.
>Other

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>2437297
Where is everybody?

>>2437312
>>Okay, we can walk.
>>2437313
shipostin furiously on other boards

>>2437312
>Okay, we can walk.

Now we can patrol!

>>2437312
>Okay, we can walk.

>>2437312
>We can walk back to the inn.

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>>2437312
>>Okay, we can walk.

>>2437312
>Okay, we can walk.

>>2437312
>Okay, we can walk.

>>2437312
>>Okay, we can walk.

>>2437312
Ok, we can walk.

>>2437312
So did we keeped the horn? Would be nice to have a battle horn made of a bullman's horn.

>Okay, we can walk.

Man, i wonder how a army of templars fight. Thise Orcs up north must be having a REALLY BAD campaing.

>>2437352
Or the Orcs are about as tough as a Templar on average

>>2437355
Maaan...no wonder templar is so strong. The North being the hellhole that it seems to be.

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>>2437312
You nod and start walking alongside Morgan as she picks a seemingly random path through the trees and rocks.

"It's kinda funny, you know?" Morgan mutters, her ears twitching. "I came with you here partly to see if it was a place I could belong to... and it's not different from before."

You pause for a brief second. What was she talking about? Wasn't she among her people now?

"Guess it has to be some sick joke." Morgan chuckles bitterly. "I'm still as much a freak here as I was back home."

>It's because you're special.
>Who cares what they think?
>I suppose it was too much to wish for.
>Other

>>2437364
Which is why I think we need the tutelage of a Dragon to unlock our true potential, and hopefully not get fucked by a lady dragon as a way to strengthen her bloodline.

>>2437367
>It's because you're special.

Maybe cheer her up with the embellished songs and stories of the "mysterious beautiful woman" that was at Semiramis' party, and how dozens of people are looking for her hand in marriage.

>>2437369
Supporting with the addition of
>Headpat Morgan

>>2437367
>Who cares what they think?

>>2437367
>"You are not a freak"
>It's because you're special.

>>2437367
>You are not a freak.
>Who cares what they think?

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>>2437367
Supporting the Embellished stories of the most beautiful girl ever: >>2437369

>>2437367
>Who cares what they think?

>>2437367
Add in a headpat in my vote here: >>2437373 also a little ears scratch.

>>2437367
Who cares what they think.

>>2437380
Well obviously SHE cares

>>2437367
>>It's because you're special.

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>>2437367
You simply headpat Morgan to calm her down.

"You are not a freak." You tell her. "You are special."

Morgan pauses as her ears go straight up and she turns to you in shock and surprise.

"Did you just...?"

You just shrug in response. You knew very well that she heard what you said.

"W-well, thanks. It means a lot hearing you say that." Morgan stammers as she reaches her arm out and holds your hand. "Thank you."

You just nod and give her a thumbs up. She should stay positive about these things, after all. If things went well, she wouldn't have to worry about any of that.

"...let's go back." Morgan finally decides after a few more minutes of walking in the alpine woods. "But, I do have a little request..."

You turn to look at her.

"You think I can ride you on the way back?" She asks bashfully.

So she WAS watching...

>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thread is next week! And don't forget that we have an April Fools special thread on Sunday afternoon at around 5pm PST. What's it about? Who knows! And also don't forget Macross on Friday!

>"You think I can ride you on the way back?"

Oh my so bold of her asking to ride us.

>>2437386
Fucking creme.

>>2437392
Thanks for running.

>>2437392
Thanks for the run! See you next time

Magical girl for Hire and Frontier Knight crossover when?

>>2437398
If you guys from Peanut butter team had a brain instead of a peanut you would have realized it.

>>2437408
Final battle between elves and Miranda....sun flare all the way she could pass as a paladin of Sol or a battle sister like ozen