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>>2658018

NECROMANCY NECROMANCY FUCKIN SKELETONS FOR DAYS SON.

>>2658018
Speaking of skeletons are you the am who did the wizard quest forever ago with our wizard who made rock cores and golumns?

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>>2658018
> Enchantment

>>2658026

No, but I posted in each of the threads, and was inspired by AI's quest.

>>2658041
Cool well if it's in the same vein I am very much looking forward to this.

>>2658018
> Enchantment

Weakest at the start, strongest at the end but also the most utility and profitability.

>>2658026
Shit that was a good quest, shame it ended as it did.

>>2658045

Nice.

>>2658048

Indeed it was, hopefully this lives up to it.

>>2658018
>>2658029
>>2658048

If your waitin for 3 I'll switch to enchantment as much as I love skeletons muscle wizards are cool too.

>>2658050
If this quest is anything like the one he's inspired by, we might be able to learn some other magics with sufficient practice and study.

>>2658050

I'm not waiting for three, I'm just going to give it an hour and whichever has the most votes wins.

>>2658055

You will be, but you'll receive a permanent slight bonus to whichever type of magic you choose now.

>master of Divination
>able to see all futures, all consequences of choice
let's goooo

>>2658018
> Enchantment

Can we enchant our hat to be our house? Cause every Wizard needs a bitchin' hat, regardless of age.

>>2658018
AHHHHHHH it's BACK :DDDD

looks like enchantment but if anyone else wants
>conjuration
that would be my first pick :D

>>2658029
>>2658048
>>2658050
>>2658282

The moment your powers awakened has been burned into your memory, and you recall in crystal clear detail. At your father's request, you were struggling to clear out an acre's brush in preparation for the season's planting but the axe was dull, and an entire day's work had failed to make the slightest dent in the thicket.

Finally, when the sun began to set, your frustration reached a fever pitch and in your rage, something inside broke and spilled out of your soul, through your hands, and into the axe handle, where it flowed to the head and before your very eyes, bent it into the sharpest blade you'd ever seen. Feeling your soul expand and your third eye open, you realized you were no longer a mere boy.

You began to experiment with your magic, and over the course of a few days, deduced that you were an enchanter. A magic user with the power to improve items through the use of the arcane, but you were no mere mage, no, you were a wizard, a godlike spell-caster of the kind that emerges only once in several centuries.

You tried to keep your magic a secret, but soon your parents discovered their pots were too quick to boil, their hearth too slow to cool, and their spoons too seldom to spill. By parent's intuition, they induced you were responsible, and upon questioning, you broke and fessed up to what you'd done. They understood, but could no longer keep as their own, and forced you from your home, into the world with nothing but the axe with which your wizardry began.

Now, you stand at the crossroads a half-day's travel from your home town, and you have a hefty decision to make. Now that you're a wizard, where will you go?

> To the capital, it's the largest city in the kingdom, and while it might be hard to blend in, you'll have no shortage of materials to enchant.
> To the mountain ranges, home to a few townships, patchy forests, abandoned mine-shafts and if rumors are true, monsters.
> To the deep-woods, there's an abundance of trees, beasts, and isolation, though there's plenty of settlements if you know where to look.
> To the wasteland, where food, water, and people are precious scarce, but there are many unexplored ruins, and no-one to threaten you.

>>2658343
>mountains plz

>>2658343
>To the capital, it's the largest city in the kingdom, and while it might be hard to blend in, you'll have no shortage of materials to enchant.

Pick up a HAT on our way there! Enchant it with the properties of a Large Tent or Small Cabin so as to have a portable home! Fuck our parents!

>>2658343
> To the mountain ranges, home to a few townships, patchy forests, abandoned mine-shafts and if rumors are true, monsters.

>>2658343
> To the mountain ranges, home to a few townships, patchy forests, abandoned mine-shafts and if rumors are true, monsters.

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>>2658351
>>2658357
>>2658373

After a short time spent pondering, you decide you'll travel to the Toltaz Mountains. Far enough to the north they don't have a large population density but far enough to the south you could reach a major population center in only a month's journey, the mountain range's location is more than suitable, and combined with the abundance of wood and minerals, the Toltaz's partial isolation makes it the ideal destination. With your mind made up, you begin to hike and soon enough, you come upon a town.

From there, you hitch a ride on a trader's wagon headed north in exchange for enchanting their wares, posing as a journeyman mage. The journey takes almost three months and during it, you switch rides no less than four times, until eventually your current caravan nears the mountains and you stow away in the night. It is now that you find yourself standing at the base of the southernmost mountain, and already, you can see nearly a hundred campfires.

Ever since you've attained wizardhood, you've gained the power to passively perceive arcane energy, and while there's a faint omnipresent ambience, you can detect a significantly denser "river" of the arcane, a Ley Line, as your subconscious informs you, twisting through the earth far beneath you. By meditating nightly these past few days, you've found the Ley Line seems to flow toward an end point near the center of the mountains, and you think you detect an additional somewhat fainter but much faster Ley Line intersecting it from farther to the northeast. If you want to have more power than what you can collect from the air around you, you'll need to find a way to tap into these Ley Lines and for that, you'll have to travel to their point of confluence.

How do you want to travel?

> Sticking to the winding mountain paths, as close to civilization as possible.
> Following the well-worn game trails, where the Taltoz's animals range.
> Avoiding any and all trails, where you're least likely to have an encounter.

>>2658665
> Sticking to the winding mountain paths, as close to civilization as possible.

This'll be safest.

>>2658665
>> Sticking to the winding mountain paths, as close to civilization as possible

>>2658665
> Sticking to the winding mountain paths, as close to civilization as possible.

>>2658678
>>2658684
>>2658687

> Roll one 1d100

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>2658777

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>>2658868

You decide to travel on the mountain trails, as close to civilization as you can. Thankfully, you aren't accosted by any beasts or bandits, but you do stumble on a fresh corpse halfway there. It once belonged to a prospector, and seeing as its pick and pack still remain but the bones have been picked clean, it must've died at the claws of a beast. By the tracks, you're sure it's not any kind you've seen before. Never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, you give a brief apology to the corpse and take the pick and the pack, which holds three day's pemmican and four silver coins. Once you've finished corpse-looting, you resume your travels.

Four days later, you've wholly exhausted your original supply of rations along with a day's pemmican, and have arrived at your destination, the highest peak in the Toltaz Mountains. To the untrained eye, it's no different from its neighbors, but you know better. Both of the Ley Lines intersect deep into the earth here, and soar upward to touch the peak. Even on the ground, hours, if not days of climbing away, you can feel the faint pulse of arcane energy at it steadily rises from the soil and retracts from the sky. There are only three campfires on this mountain, and with slight anxiety, you recall each peak has had less than the last. Hopefully the miner's scarcity is a mere matter of convenience, and not the result of well-founded superstition.

Now that you're here, you'll need to find or make some sort of shelter. What did you have in mind?

> You'll put a crude lean-to together from sticks and mud, then enchant it to hold together.
> You'll kill a few deer, skin them, and pitch a tent from their hide, for a temporary but functional shelter.
> You'll find a ready-made cave and stay there, no need to waste time on shelter when you have more important matters to attend to.
> You'll chop down a few trees and build a cabin, with properly enchanted tools, it shouldn't take too long, and in the end, hopefully the time you spent will have been worth it.

Furthermore, where do you attempt to make or find your shelter?

> At the base of the mountain, where you don't have to climb and the resources are most readily available.
> Near the middle of the mountain, where you have a nice balance of access to the confluence and sparse forest to work with.
> As close to peak as you can, where you can have close proximity to the Ley Lines, but might have a hard time with lumber.

>>2658985
> You'll put a crude lean-to together from sticks and mud, then enchant it to hold together.
> At the base of the mountain, where you don't have to climb and the resources are most readily available.
Cabin would be nice but we need food first.

>>2658985

first:
> You'll put a crude lean-to together from sticks and mud, then enchant it to hold together.

then:
> You'll chop down a few trees and build a cabin, with properly enchanted tools, it shouldn't take too long, and in the end, hopefully the time you spent will have been worth it.

at:
> As close to peak as you can, where you can have close proximity to the Ley Lines, but might have a hard time with lumber.

A quick and dirty shelter while we make a more permanent home. Also see if we can build mostly with stone so that we don't need as much lumber

>>2658985
>> You'll chop down a few trees and build a cabin, with properly enchanted tools, it shouldn't take too long, and in the end, hopefully the time you spent will have been worth it.
>>As close to peak as you can, where you can have close proximity to the LeyLines, but might have a hard time with lumber.

>>2659017
>>2659023
>>2659118

> Roll one 1d100

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>2659202

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>2659202

Rolled 56 (1d100)

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>>2659206

A cabin would be ideal, but you only have so much food, and only so much time to build a shelter. You'll have to go to the peak sometime, you might as well start today. The climb is difficult, and the higher you get, the harder it is. Near the base of the mountain there's a thick forest, but the closer you get to the top, the thinner it gets, until it's nothing but barren ice and snow. You pass the point there's no more trees and continue, until the air around you seems to tremble with untapped potential. The confluence of Ley Lines is so close the intensity makes your hair stand on end, and despite the slow and pounding aching in your ankles, you continue to ascend.

Eventually, after two days of struggle, you set foot on the peak of the mountain and promptly collapse onto your hands and your knees. The conflux of Ley Lines is so potent, you can feel your soul expand and explode with power, and you are so enraptured by the metaphysical sensation, you go into a catatonic state from which you don't emerge until the sun has set. When you arise, the arcane presence of the Ley Lines feels subdued and you're stricken with confusion when it hits you. Your soul soaked in the arcane, and wizardly as it is, it absorbed the mystic power of ten arch-magi! Though your physical body feels no different, your soul has grown to unheard of heights of power, and already, your mind is racing with the possibilities. But first, you need shelter.

Reluctantly, you abandon the peak and travel down, into the uppermost portion of the woods. There, you gather branches, leaves, and mud, assemble them into a tent-like structure, and with the briefest of exertions, enchant the sticks and the mud until the makeshift shelter is bound together. It's a mediocre attempt and any nomad could've done better, but it's sufficient for your needs and for the moment, you're satisfied. You have one more day until you'll have to forage for food, and at least for now, you're free to magically experiment to your heart's desire.

How do you want to spend tomorrow?

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>2659366
Attempt to make a bow and some arrows, maybe some small game traps. We are going to need to hunt for food soon and I am pretty sure we at least know the basics of how to construct them, least most people that worked on a farm typically did. Also how old are we was never stated?

>>2659500
Supporting

>>2659366
Traps and hunting is nice.
Enchanted traps are better.

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>>2659821

Tempting as the study of the arcane may be, the acquirement of food is a more pressing matter. You gather several strands of plant fiber and a particularly large curved branch, then enchant the fibers to hold together and attach them to either end of the branch, which you've enchanted to take on the perfect shape. The makeshift bow is primitive, and its featherless fire hardened arrows are even moreso, but your enchantments have enhanced it to the extent it is serviceable as a professionally made shortbow with a fifty pound draw weight. You figure the magic holding it together will only last for two weeks, but there's nothing preventing you from recharging it later, or simply carving out another.

Now that you're armed with a bow, you decide setting traps would be a prudent decision. A few more hours go by as you gather plant fibers, twist them into rope, enchant them to hold, and set them as snares throughout the nearby game trails. They're not any better than your bow, but your magic ensures they're at least passable, and with luck, should be snaring rabbits soon. It's reassuring to have a bow and arrow in hand, primitive or no, but your preparations have taken up half of the day, and you have several hours before the sun sets. Not too shabby for a sixteen year-old's first day homesteading on his own.

What would you like to do for the rest of the day?

> Put your bow and arrow to use and try to find something to eat while you still have a day's ration to fall back on if you fail.
> Try to explore the mountain nearby, and see if there isn't any credence to the rumors.
> Delve into the arcane, by enchanting the pick you scavenged on the way here. [Write-In]
> Delve into the arcane, by exploring what it has to offer beyond enchantment. [Write-In]

>>2660045
> Put your bow and arrow to use and try to find something to eat while you still have a day's ration to fall back on if you fail.

>>2660045
> Put your bow and arrow to use and try to find something to eat while you still have a day's ration to fall back on if you fail.

>>2660045
>Put your bow and arrow to use and try to find something to eat while you still have a day's ration to fall back on if you fail.

Can we enchant the bow to be more accurate and the arrows to be more deadly?

>>2660045
>> Put your bow and arrow to use and try to find something to eat while you still have a day's ration to fall back on if you fail.

>>2660076
>>2660083
>>2660119
>>2660250

> Roll one 1d100

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>2660278
Highest rolls right?

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>2660278

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>2660278

>>2660296

No, here's a greentext of the roll system I'm planning on for this quest.

> Each skill, be it mundane or mystic, has a number associated with it, called a rank. For each rank in a skill, you are able to roll an additional 1d100, selecting the best of the rolls. For example, if you had Rank 4 in Sword Use and were in a duel, you would roll Bo4, conversely, if you had Rank 1 in Sword Use, you could only roll once, and if you had Rank 0, you wouldn't be able to attempt it at all. The Ranks range from 1 for a Novice, to 10 for a Grandmaster.
> Mundane skills, i.e, everything unrelated to magic, automatically begin at Rank 1, meaning that you can at least attempt them, and because of this, only mundane skills of Rank 2 or higher are recorded. Magical skills, i.e, everything related to magic, begin at Rank 0, meaning that you must research before you can attempt to use a skill you haven't trained in. To improve your Rank in a skill, you must practice the use of that skill for a duration of time dependent on the skill's complexity and the Rank itself. Learning Rank 3 of Clubs is easier than learning Rank 8 of Watchmaking.

I hope that makes sense. Expect an encounter soon.

>>2660411
So, that means we got a 8 on hunting.
In the mountains.
Either we got ourselves lost or we found some big-ass monster.
Or both.

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>>2660296

If you want to eat, you'll have to hunt, and you don't have the time to procrastinate. When you're a single meal from starvation, there's no time to dilly-dally. You take your bow and arrows, memorize the location of your motley "tent," and set off to forage the fauna down the mountain. At first, you can't find anything, not even a paltry rabbit or measly squirrel, and you're beginning to anger when you spot a fat, docile doe supping on some fallen acorns. Years of tilling the earth haven't readied your hands for precise archery, but you trust in luck as you have no choice, and loosing your arrow past its flanks and through its heart, you're glad to say your trust was well-placed. The hunting went off without a hitch, but when you're skinning and gutting the carcass, you hear a sudden, piercing screech from above.

The noise causes your hand to slip and ruin a piece of backstrap, and pissed, you turn to see where it came from. You're shocked to see a naked woman with a bird's wings and talons clinging to a tree, and when she sees you've noticed her, she opens her mouth and screeches once again. The noise is annoying but nothing more than trivial, and when the bird-lady sees your look of confusion, she visibly panics and screeches again. Realization hits you like lighting from a clear sky, you're staring at an honest-to-the-gods harpy! They say their talons are sharper that steel and their horrific birdsong drives men mad or puts them into a trance, but you feel fine! How? You're no different from- wait, you're a wizard! Of course a harpy's song wouldn't faze you! But her talons might, and as you see her face twist into a snarl, you realize you have only seconds to act!

How do you defend yourself?

> You'll pierce its heart with your arrows, you don't want those talons anywhere near your arteries!
> You'll chop its head clean off with your magic axe, your farmer's muscles are more than a match for any bird's legs!
> You'll try to intimidate it, the last thing you want is to kill someone, even if they are a man-eating monster!
> You'll try to reason with it, even if it's a monster, it's clearly intelligent, surely you can persuade it to cease!
> You're a wizard, you'll use your powers of enchantment to defend yourself! [Write-In]

>>2660502
> You'll pierce its heart with your arrows, you don't want those talons anywhere near your arteries!

>>2660502
>attempt to talk her down but use the stall wisely
"Hey, you seem like a nice bird-lady and I'm not really interested in getting in a fight out here. Do you live around here?"

>use enchantment to harden our clothing into armor while stalling

>>2660502
I trust more in the axe that I do in the bow, but it's probably safer to keep it at a distance.

I wonder if it's necessary to aim to kill tho.

>>2660502
>>2660519
>Draw the bow, but attempt intimidation first.
Something something don't want to kill something something gtfo plox

>>2660514
>This monster is trying to use its voice to kill me twice
>What should I do?
>Oh I know, I'll try to smooth talk it

>>2660546
>stalling lol

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>>2658018
>All wizards are gifted beyond mortal comprehension

Do we get to multiclass?

Still waiting for a consensus.

>>2660562

If you invested the time, I don't see any reason you couldn't learn to sneak around or swing a sword.

Cinvince it to not kill us / negociate to try to form an alliance

>>2660514
>>2660522
>>2660756

> Roll one 1d100

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>2660773
Uh~... Whoops!

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>2660764

>>2660773

...

> Roll one 1d100

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>2660799

>>2660848

> Roll one last 1d100

Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>2660949

>>2660773
>>2660848
>>2661006

Harpies are lightning fast, and you'll have to think quick to survive. You draw your bowstring and call out to the harpy in a conversational tone, "Hey, you seem like a nice bird-lady and I'm really not inter-" It interrupts you with a "SCREEEE" and lunges to spill your entrails, but you expected it to strike and had an arrow loosed before it left the limb.

The arrow impales its torso, sinking deep into its stomach and turns its graceful flight into a tumbling fall! The harpy collapses onto the stones beside you wails in rage, but before you can draw another arrow, it's on its feet and ripping at your face! You drop and roll, toss your bow aside, and grip and swing your wood-chopping axe into its back in a single motion! Its legs go limp and it stumbles onto the ground, screeching in agony. In an instant, you rip your axe from its backside and sever its head from its shoulders with a mighty blow!

When the corpse stops cavorting, and you realize what you've done, you drop the axe and stumble to sit on the soil. The harpy's body has been mangled, its naked flesh drenched in blood, and its feathers scattered. You stare into its glassy eyes and shudder, this is far from the first thing you've killed, but it is, without a shadow of a doubt, the first thinking thing you've killed. You did it in the spur of the moment, solely to defend yourself, but still. There's blood on your hands.

How do you feel about your first killing?

> Relieved, you could've died, and you walked away without so much as a scratch.
> Forlorn, you didn't want to kill, but it gave you no choice, and now, it's gone forever.
> Satisfied, that beast has killed before and if it wasn't for you, it would've killed again.
> Guilty, you've killed another living, breathing thing, and the stain on your soul will never fade.
> Frustrated, you tried to talk and the beast should've listened, you're not at fault for its ignorance.
> Righteous, you've rid the world of a horrific monster, and you'd do it again in an instant.
> Pleasant, staring at the blood you feel ecstatic, and it might be wrong, but you're a wizard, who can stop you?

>>2661260
> Relieved, you could've died, and you walked away without so much as a scratch.

>>2661260
>Frustrated, you tried to talk and the beast should've listened, you're not at fault for its ignorance

>>2661260
> Relieved, you could've died, and you walked away without so much as a scratch.

>>2661260
>> Frustrated, you tried to talk and the beast should've listened, you're not at fault for its ignorance.

>>2661260
>> Relieved, you could've died, and you walked away without so much as a scratch.

>>2661260
>> Relieved, you could've died, and you walked away without so much as a scratch.

>>2661260
> Forlorn, you didn't want to kill, but it gave you no choice, and now, it's gone forever.

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>>2661309
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>>2661564

That harpy could've killed you in an instant, but by sheer luck it didn't, and you're still alive! The way it screeched though... gods willing, you won't run into any more of those. You finish skinning the doe, coming up with a jaw-dropping eight days of venison along with its hide, and out of curiosity, you grab one of the harpy's feathers. Normally, feathers aren't heavy and this one's no different, but something about it's a bit off, it's so light you can barely tell it's there, but it survived a serious collision almost intact. Come to think of it, how could something as large as a harpy fly with such a small wingspan, unless...

The feathers are magical.

Do you want to take them with you?

> Take everything, the talons, the feathers, even the carcass, you might find a use for it.
> Take the talons and the feathers, you doubt the rest of the corpse is magical, and you don't want to weigh yourself down in the mountains.
> Take the talons and the feathers, you doubt the rest of the corpse is magical, and it's too close to human for your comfort.
> Take the feathers, you don't want to bother with the talons, you doubt they're magical enough to be worth the effort.
> Take the feathers, you don't want to sever its legs, it did try to kill you, but mutilating corpses is a bit too far.
> Don't take anything, you'll give the body a proper burial instead, like any decent person would.
> Don't take anything, you don't know if the body parts are poisonous, or cursed or what, and you don't want to find out.
> Don't take anything, your pack is heavy enough with what's left of the doe, the last thing you want to do is weigh yourself down out here.

>>2662590
>> Take the talons and the feathers, you doubt the rest of the corpse is magical, and you don't want to weigh yourself down in the mountains.
Can we take the eyes? Perhaps they could be useful in some sort of perception / sight based spells, wards etc...

>>2662590
>> Take everything, the talons, the feathers, even the carcass, you might find a use for it.

>>2662590
> Take the talons and the feathers, you doubt the rest of the corpse is magical, and it's too close to human for your comfort.

>>2662630

You certainly could, but taking the eyes is incompatible with not mutilating the corpse since it's too close to human.

This is a neat quest.

>>2662590
>> Take the talons and the feathers, you doubt the rest of the corpse is magical, and it's too close to human for your comfort.
I'd spend a minute to at least shallowly bury the corpse, leaving the deer bones on top.
More to disguise the scent and hide the body than out of remorse.
The harpy might not have been alone, after all.

>>2662630
>Can we take the eyes? Perhaps they could be useful in some sort of perception / sight based spells,
Clever, flying magical creature eyes would probably be bery useful for that. But:
1. It is a little too human to gouge out her eyes on a hunch. That might start us down a sociopathic route.
2. I imagine hawk eyes might be similarly useful, even if magical.
3. Eyeballs are more fragile than meat, hide, feathers, and talons. Squished eyeballs make poor magical reagents. We might want to acquire specimen jars, treated pouches, or some other protective container for future outings.

>>2662590
>> Take the talons and the feathers, you doubt the rest of the corpse is magical, and it's too close to human for your comfort.

>>2662751

Good to hear.

>>2662660
>>2662807
>>2662833

> Roll one 1d100

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>2662842
Take my turbo roll

>>2662889
Or my depressingly average roll, I guess.

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>>2662889

For all you know, this is the only harpy in the mountains and it'd be foolish to pass up an opportunity to acquire magical substances at no cost. You spend half an hour plucking and sacking feathers, and when you've finished, you have around two pounds. The talons come off with a single chop and curiously enough, there's eight altogether. Once you've finished harvesting the harpy you decide to bury the corpse in a shallow grave, to mask its scent in case it wasn't alone. Since you don't have a shovel, the digging takes about an hour and reminds you of home. To be safe, you scatter the doe's bones and offal over the grave, then you set off to your shelter in a different path from which you came.

By the time you get back home it's around mid-day, and now that you're set for food, it's time to get to work.

What do you want to do?

> Use your wood-cutting axe to build a smokehouse, to preserve the venison and make it easier to store in the future.
> Use your wood-cutting axe to begin building a log cabin, you doubt you can finish in little over a week, but you'll be part-way there.
> Use your magic to study the feathers and talons in greater detail, to understand their properties.
> Try and learn a new form of magic, you're most drawn to enchantment, but another type could prove useful.
> Try and explore the region surrounding your shelter, that harpy put you on edge and you want to be sure you're alone before you settle in.
> Try and make a more sophisticated bow, one that doesn't rely on your enchantments to function.
> Try and enchant the pick axe you scavenged on the trail. [Write-In]

>>2662964
Could we enchant the venison in order to make it last longer?
If yes
>Start working on a cabin
otherwise
>Get to smoke the venison

>>2662975
I meant:
>Enchant the venison and then start working on the cabin

Fuck I should really check before posting.

>>2662980
Backing this

>>2662964
>> Use your wood-cutting axe to build a smokehouse, to preserve the venison and make it easier to store in the future.
> Use your wood-cutting axe to begin building a log cabin, you doubt you can finish in little over a week, but you'll be part-way there.

>>2662964
>What do you want to do?
>>2662964
>>2662975
>enchant the venison in order to make it last longer
>>Start working on a cabin
>>otherwise
>>Use your wood-cutting axe to build a smokehouse
This is savvy.

If the enchantment is experimental, obviously we try one piece first.

>>2662975
>>2662980
>>2663078
>>2663169
>>2663240

As you stare at the leanest piece of venison and draw on your vast reserves of arcane power, you get the impression enchanting consumables is much harder than materials, but you have a gut feeling that it can be done.

> Roll two 1d100

Rolled 5, 51 = 56 (2d100)

>>2663287

Rolled 100, 9 = 109 (2d100)

>>2663287
SUPER MEAT LETS GO.

>>2663308
FUCK YEAH SUPER MEAT EVER DAY!!! EVERYONE WANTS OUR SUPER MEAT.

Rolled 20, 78 = 98 (2d100)

>>2663287
Dem rolls

Rolled 85, 96 = 181 (2d100)

>>2663287

Guys 2 1d100 doesn't mean 2d100 I don't think.

>>2663322
Yeah It probably mean 2 1d100 but he can jaunt take the first from our rolls.

>>2663322
Yeah. Yeah you're probably right.

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>2663287
Here

>>2663340
YEAAAAAAAAH BAYBAY

>>2663328
I hope :l Otherwise that 100 goes into the traesh

fuck this log cabin bullshit, we're sitting on a goddamned mountain with a pickaxe and the power to enchant it

time to start on our fortress directly atop a ley line junction

>>2663357
Gotta dwarf it up!

>>2663357
Meh its a bit too obvious. We should probably have a hidden fortress in a hollowed out mountain. Like that one dwarven city in eragon

>>2663357
>time to start on our fortress directly atop a ley line junction
Why build atop a ley line when you can build IN a ley line?


Like you said, we can enchant that pickaxe and strike the earth most richly.

>>2663357
This is an option I am open to later one we have a basic living condition. We can mine into the mountain easily with the pick the only issue I see is how do we cart the rubble out. Figure we can do that once we get around and enchant a golem to help.

>>2663357
Fortress? What are you a muggle? A FUCKING PIMPING TOWER IS WHAT WE NEED

>>2663375
A tower screams we have a princess trapped there while a fortress says we want to be left alone.

>>2663383
Excuse me but a tower implies wizarding while a castle implies cuckoldry afoot my good sir.

>>2663388
How about a tower, in a mountain, that can fly?

>>2663403
Fuck yeah brother, sign me in.

>>2663403
Why not simply turn the mountain into a single gaint fortress-tower monstrosity like Saurons eye tower? Except this time less evil.

I'm not that well versed in enchantment lore, is it really possible to imbue an inanimate object with a lesser will? Seems overpowered.

>>2663419
Come on who doesn't like floating mountain-islands?

>>2663403
we would lose the ley lines then.

>>2663388
A tower can imply wizarding but from my understanding being a wizard in this setting is bad to were people either kill or enslave us. Basing this off of the fact that we hid it so much and got sent away so I may be miss interpreting it.

Could always attempt minas tirith, just populated with golems.

>>2663424
Typically in most settings when someone is creating constructs, such as golems, they fall under the enchanting category for spellcraft. Now it may not be how they are in this setting or they may not be possible

I wonder if the ejaculate of an especially powerful wizard gifted in enchantment has special properties.

>>2663456
That's for jizzards to explain.

>>2663308

> nat hundred

Whew nelly!

>>2663328

That's what I'd intended to do.

>>2663424

It is, and there is are several disciplines dedicated to the creation of artificial life. Enchantment is the most versatile basic discipline hands-down, and anyone can make use of its artifacts once created, but it's one of the least magic efficient disciplines, its most impressive spells require expensive materials, and unlike most basic disciplines, it has little to no direct combat application.

>>2663456

You'll have to experiment on your own to find the answer.

Come to think of it, I bet we could have had an undead harpy sex-slave if we'd necro'd that corpse.

>>2663474
No thanks.

>>2663485
>not wanting to fuck a feral zombie harpy
Pleb

>>2663498
Disgustang.

>>2663511
If we were a necromancer and did that I wouldn't be mad

>>2663516
But we are no necromancer,
and no jizzard >>2663456
So I am afraid we will not know for quite a while.

>>2663516
If this quest ever turns into a low-brow smut quest I'd be mad. Wizarding powers spent to do some shit waifuing? That's trash.

>>2663527
So if at any point we manage to bang a zombie you'll drop it?

>>2663554
If at any point there's any serious attempt to drag this into that? Sure I'll drop it.

>>2663567
Woah, buddy. I was just imaginatin'. I don't think anyone really wants that.

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>>2663574
You'd be surprised.

>>2663308

It doesn't matter how much meat you have if you can't preserve it. You'll have to build a smokehouse, and that means hard labor, which you're no stranger to, but... Hang on, you're a wizard, and an enchanter at that! Could it be that you've been looking at this all wrong? Couldn't you simply magic the meat to stay clean, like they say the mages in the capital can? It's worth a try, if nothing else.

You grab the leanest, stringiest piece of venison in the bag, set it on a nearby rotting stump, then sit cross-legged and meditate over it. Something about it feels... different, somehow. When you enchanted the wood-cutting axe and your parent's pots and pans, it felt sturdy and unchanging, like you were into carving a pattern in dead wood, but this venison, it isn't like that. It feels temporary, and ever-changing, breaking down and decaying at the most fundamental level. Your enchantment can't be like before, simply put into place and saturated with the essence of the arcane, no it has to take the change into account, and adapt as the substance slowly shifts into another form. Making an adapting enchantment is much more difficult than an inert imbument, but if anyone can do it, it's you.

You sit for hours, slowly piercing into the spirit of the venison, the force that makes it what it is, and once you've deciphered the rhythm of the change, you gently drive a nail of the arcane through its center, and leave the rhythm locked in place. Suddenly you snap out of your trance, and stare at the hunk of venison before you. To your mortal vision, nothing has changed, but to your astral sight, the alteration is as plain as day. You've managed to magically end the venison's rot by ceasing the faint chitter of decay before it could reach a crescendo, and what's more, you can't even detect the loss of arcane energy!

> You have learned the 'Preserve Meat' spell and by developing a greater understanding, acquired a Rank in Encantment!

Without further ado, you replicate the feat with each and every last piece of meat, growing more and more efficient each attempt until the last strip takes only five minutes of your time! The preservation spell should last at least a month before it needs recharging, but the venison's still edible and you'll have to find a way to keep it away from wild animals.

> [1/2]

>>2663599

To complicate things, disrupting the structural integrity of the venison, via cooking or cutting it, will disrupt the spell. But still, you've done it, and now you have no less than eight days of deer meat to stave off hungry nights!

With that out of the way, what would you like to work on?

> Use your wood-cutting axe to begin building a log cabin, you doubt you can finish in little over a week, but you'll be part-way there.
> Use your magic to study the feathers and talons in greater detail, to understand their properties.
> Try and learn a new form of magic, you're most drawn to enchantment, but another type could prove useful.
> Try and explore the region surrounding your shelter, that harpy put you on edge and you want to be sure you're alone before you settle in.
> Try and make a more sophisticated bow, one that doesn't rely on your enchantments to function.
> Try and enchant the pick axe you scavenged on the trail. [Write-In]

> [2/2]

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>>2663574
>I don't think anyone really wants that
You're much too optimistic.

>>2663603
> Use your wood-cutting axe to begin building a log cabin, you doubt you can finish in little over a week, but you'll be part-way there.

Let's get some genuine shelter up in here. Bases covered we can start dabbling in the arcane with the harpy shit.

>>2663603
>Use your wood-cutting axe to begin building a log cabin, you doubt you can finish in little over a week, but you'll be part-way there.

I was also thinking about enchanting the pickaxe to be a "stone repellant", but I'm starting to think it's the sleep deprivation talking.

>>2663603
>> Try and learn a new form of magic, you're most drawn to enchantment, but another type could prove useful.
After working on your log cabin, spend the early night ruminating on astrological understanding, piercing the vale of the skies, using your improved arcane sight while drawing on the ley lines' power.

>>2663603
>write-in
adorn our body with wet mineral aggregate and berries, then see if we cant enchant it to give us higher natural abilities.

>>2663603
>> Use your wood-cutting axe to begin building a log cabin, you doubt you can finish in little over a week, but you'll be part-way there.
Shelter first.

>>2663603
>Use your wood-cutting axe to begin building a log cabin, you doubt you can finish in little over a week, but you'll be part-way there.

>>2663424
>is it really possible to imbue an inanimate object with a lesser will?
It's not uncommon, but definitely far from a day one thing.

>>2663437
>Golem Minas Tirith
Gets my vote.

>>2663462
>That's for jizzards to explain.
Best Answer.

>>2663498
>Pleb
Maybe they just have a foot fetish?

>>2663611
>start dabbling in the arcane with the harpy shit.
>harpy shit
I KNEW there was something we didn't harvest!

>>2663603
>> Use your wood-cutting axe to begin building a log cabin, you doubt you can finish in little over a week, but you'll be part-way there.

We could also prioritize cutting the trees around the cabin to give us a little space/vision.

>>2663611
>>2663614
>>2663639
>>2663640

> Roll one 1d100

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>2663660

>>2663661
Goddamn we building the shelter with twigs.

>>2663666
We already have a twigs shelter, we just can't find any decent wood I reckon.

Or... we found some good fairy-inhabited wood who are now royally pissed at us.

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>2663660
BEST CABIN TODAY

>>2663686
Magical beasts = enchantment reagents

Profitable woodcutting.

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>2663660
Rolling is fun.

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>2663660
>>2663723
it sure is

Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>2663660
Is it?
It is.

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>>2663661

Desirable as it would be to properly delve into the arcane, sleeping under a proper roof is an even more tempting proposition. Felling enough trees to build a cabin all on one's lonesome is a lengthy task on its own, let alone when there's a head-sized rock every step and you're high enough the clouds are fog as often as not! That said, having an unnaturally sharp wood-cutting axe and a farmer's physique helps.

Though, not enough to finish in a week's time, apparently. By the time you've eaten the last of your venison, you're merely a third of the way toward a functional cabin, and you're more than a little frustrated with yourself. What's the point of being a wizard if you still have to break your back doing manual labor? Sigh. Cabin or not, you're out of food, and have no choice but to hunt.

> Roll one 1d100

Rolled 67 (1d100)

>>2663790

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>>2663796

This time, you aren't ambushed while you hunt but you only manage to snag a few rabbits. After you've skinned them, preserved their meat, and stored their hides, you estimate you have little under four days of rations. That's not enough, but if the gods are merciful, your snares might have caught something.

> Roll one 1d100

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>2663865
We should probably make a ever-lasting fire at some point. Useful for cooking, light and studying fire magic.

>>2663875
Is this burning, an eternal flame?

>>2663881
Mate it is 2 AM so forgive me if you are making a reference because I am missing most of my mind.


My point was yes, we should attempt to make an eternal or longer lived flame.

>>2663875

It seems the gods don't much favor wizards. That isn't to say your traps failed, no, your snares were incredibly effective, but it seems that someone, or something has been cutting your snares in two, feasting on the vermin caught in them, and scattering the bones next to what's left of the crude rope. You're highly frustrated, even moreso because they missed a snare and left you with a single half-starved squirrel, hardly good for even a day's dinner!

You have five day's rations. Do you want to reset your snares and keep hunting, or do you want to return home and continue working on your soon-to-be cabin?

>>2663913
Let's continue hunting. Once we've got a week or two of food we'll be good.

>>2663921

So be it.

> Roll one 1d100

Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>2663929

>>2663936
EXTINCTION IMMINENT

>>2663936
>>2663943
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bTimNS0cpyU

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>>2663936

Bah, you'll have to do this sooner or later, might as well get it over with as quickly as possible. It only takes you a sleepy morning to reset your snares, enchantments and all, and you're half-expecting to see nothing at all when you stumble upon a herd of four deer, two does, a buck, and a yearling, all at once, in the middle of the day, no less! By a gods-given miracle, they haven't noticed you, and what's more, your arrows fly true, felling a doe in an instant and nicking the buck's foremost artery, killing it in seconds!

When you've skinned both, you're ecstatic to find you've harvested eleven days of venison, along with the buck's five point antlers and both of their hides! Altogether, this leaves you with two weeks and two days of warm dinners!

You've gathered more than enough to eat, and you're eager to see this cabin business finished and forgotten.

> Roll one 1d100

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>2664037

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>>2664037

>>2664044
Shit.

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>>2663901
>forgive me if you are making a reference
You are forgiven.
Especially if you were not listening to American music in the late 80s or 90s.

>>2664044
>cabin collapses on us and kills us
t-thanks

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It was a good run while it lasted.

>>2664037
BTW, true story: My father in-law once shot three deer with one bullet, killing two, then tracking and killing the third in mercy.

>>2664134
What gun did he use to do that much penetration through vital organs? Or did he get lucky with some major arteries?

>>2664139
>Gun
I'm sure he told me, but I can't into /k/.
As I recall, they were tightly clustered, the shot tore through the soft but important bits of the neck of the first deer, then went through the head of the second deer, and finally lodged into the shoulder of the third.
I think he was going for a head shot on the second when the first raised it's head at the last moment.

>>2664216
Shit that is a lucky shot.

>I'm sure he told me, but I can't into /k/.
Nah I don't mind, I was mostly curious.

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>>2664044

Last week the trees seemed tougher, but today they're falling like leaves. Perhaps you've gotten stronger, or perhaps you're getting used to the work, but it's much easier than it was before. It's only midweek, and you're already almost finished! All that's left is to finish half of the roofing, and you'll be able to move your bedroll indoors! It's the crack of dawn and you're splitting logs and whistling a happy tune while a hunk of backstrap sizzles on a sharpened stake when a sudden piercing screech from above makes your blood run cold. You spin, enchanted axe in hand to see a dozen harpies crouched on your roof.

Oh gods. Your bow's lying unstrung along with the rest of your pack by the fire, where a hunk of backstrap is sizzling on a sharpened stake. The only weapon you have is your axe, and that was barely enough for one harpy, let alone a flock, but you'll be damned if you don't die fighting! You swing your axe toward them and scream in defiance, but are stunned to hear the sound of loud squawking laughter. A voice that sounds like a choking turkey had a bastard with a withered crone chastises you, and when you see the speaker, you're filled with mortal terror.

The biggest, fattest harpy among them that somehow manages to look full to bursting and malnourished at once is talking. The last harpy you saw looked somewhat human, but this creature, it can't be described as anything but unholy, and the aura of malign power is enough to almost rival your own. Its brawny, clawed, and puny arms beckon you to drop your axe, and with no other choice, you do so.

It caws, and you wince. "Tut-tut-tut. I hear of a mighty hero slaying my second-favorite niece, and when I fly down here, this is what I get? A puny young little man-thing, all alone, out here in momma Guthrie's mountains? And settling in with a cabin and roasting my game, no less? Shameful! Listen here, puny little man-thing, we don't quite appreciate tresspassers, especially when they kill our nieces and bury them so there's no meat on the bones when we find them! I want to hear a very good explanation for what all you've done, and a very good reason for us not to rip your guts from your rump and crack your bones and eat your marrow! You'd best hurry, puny little man-thing, because momma Guthrie doesn't much care for waiting!"

Uh?!? Uh?.. Uh...

> [Write-In]

>>2664265

> puny arms

I meant to say pruny.

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>2664265
>dozen harpies
Well, shit.
Quick question: Do we actually know anything about harpies? Stories about behavior?

Trying to gauge which direction to flail in.

>>2664265
"I'll start in order of the offences if that would please you.


I was entirely unaware that these woods had any inhabitants as I ventured here from far off, it was not by choice either that I came to be here so I apologise for any trespass I have incurred and for the game I have taken.

Your niece, when I encountered her and asked her not to attack, charged me. I defended myself nothing more and then buried her as that would be considered proper by my people. Again, I must claim ignorance as to the ideals of your people: I had no idea burial was so offensive to you.

Regarding the cabin, I have no particular attachment to it. If you wish me to leave then I shall take a portion of my provisions, leaving the rest as compensation, and travel to the border of your lands and beyond. If an escort would ease your mind as to my travel then I wouldn't object to the company."


>>2664292
Now doesn't seem the time to run nor the time to fight. They outnumber us, know the land and almost certainly have some combat magic given their leader's power. Better to try and talk our way out at least for as long as we can.

>>2664297
>Better to try and talk our way out at least for as long as we can.
I agree 100%.
But some cultures consider cannibalism righteous and politeness a sign of weakness or even an insult.
Harpies are weird.
Gotta quicktalk in the right way.

>>2664322
I did consider threatening about our wizard nature and bluffing having combat magic but honestly that could just cause problems for us.

>>2664345
True.
I'd place the order:
>Polite deference and respect (perhaps making some arrangement to stay)
>Blatant bribery with tasty meat
>Bluster, bluffing, and threats accompanied with some show of raw magic.
>Desperate distraction followed by frantic kiting through thick tree growth to lessen the flight advantage and pick them off as we flee until they back off.

>>2664322
>>2664297

I second this, its gotta work

>>2664297
This seems good.

Maybe we can harpy allies in our floating fortress later on

>>2664449
Nah man. Clearly we are going to rely on entirely automated systems. That way nothing can betray us.

Plus being fantasy Iron man seems like it could be fun.

>>2664451
okay, this is epic

>>2664451
You know what couldn't betray us?
Skeletons

>>2664292

Normally I'd keep this confidential but with a roll like that, it would be cruel not to oblige you a lore dump.

> You know the following folklore about harpies:

> Harpies are obligate carnivores and they mostly subsist by scavenging carcasses, more out of laziness than lack of ability to find live game, but they prefer fresh meat and often ambush lonely travelers.
> Harpies are cowardly and will often flee at the first sign they're losing a fight, but their strategy of dropping rocks from great heights and paralyzing their prey with their haunting birdsong keeps this from occurring.
> Harpy feathers and talons are worth a good deal on the market as both trinkets and alchemist's reagents, their bones supposedly make good wind chimes, and their eggs make some of the best omelettes you can get outside of obscenely rare and expensive mythical eggs.
> Harpies are self-centered, greedy, and vain to such an extent they are unable to build any society beyond tiny insular clutches, which are held together by their tendency to defer to the oldest and plumpest harpy among them
> Harpies have no males, they reproduce by laying their own eggs, and have a near-murderous hatred for the males of other races. Legend has it, they are able to reproduce with the males of other races, they simply choose not to.
> Harpies hate the females of other races far, far more than they do the males, and rumor has it, the cruelest of them will mutilate the faces of pretty women and let them go.
> Legend has it, harpies are the descendants of the escapees of a depraved ancient wizard's unfinished pet project.

>>2664494
> Legend has it, harpies are the descendants of the escapees of a depraved ancient wizard's unfinished pet project.
A fine scholar unappreciated in his time and miscast as a villain by all since.


Over all this information makes me think we'd probably be able to get on their good side by promising to give them food as tribute but we risk pissing them off.

Also from the sound of it complementing the leader-harpy would go well for us given they are vain.

>>2664265
Offer to be breeding stock.

>>2664494
>>2664265

go with this
>>2664297

>>2664462
But we aren't a necromancer

>>2664583
But we CAN be

>>2664494
>> Harpies are self-centered, greedy, and vain
Okay. Groovy.

>>2664297
Load up on praise and compliments, focused on the leader.
Offer her the Meat that Doesn't Spoil. tm

That is not a euphemism.

>>2664297
>>2664322
>>2664440
>>2664444
>>2664501
>>2664511

> Roll one 1d100

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>2664889
here goes nothing

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>2664889

>>2664896
Yay we didn't die!


Also this is clear evidence for why we need to study fire magic or something. Then we can toast fuckers who try this shit.

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Oh look a new Wizard Quest!

>No Golems
>No Fireballs
>No Spears of ice

Why even live?
>MFW

>>2664912
>No Golems
>No Fireballs
>No Spears of ice
Yet...

>>2664451
we could possibly enchant ourselves at a basic level by the means of tattoos so we aren't completely helpless until we get some offensive spells

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>>2664896

You're on the verge of panic, but recalling ancient tales of harpies' vanity and childhood memories of flattering big-headed pricks to avoid trouble, you tilt your head in a slight bow and the words flow like silk. "Most esteemed matriarch, I'll start in the order of the offences, if that would please her majesty." The harpy tilts its head, and grimaces in what could be considered a smile. "Oh, so polite! Say what you will, and do take your time!"

You nod and continue. "Firstly, most esteemed matriarch, I was entirely unaware that these woods were inhabited, as I ventured here from a faraway land. It was not by choice that I came to be here, so I apologize for any trespass I have incurred and for the game I have taken. Secondly, the most esteemed matriarch's second-favorite niece, whose beauty does not hold a candle before her majesty, came upon whilst I was skinning a doe. She attempted to entrance me, and despite my attempt to assuage her aggression, attempted to kill me."

"Despite my best wishes, I was forced to defend myself, and severed her head from her shoulders in the process. Forlorn, I then interred her remains in burial, as would be considered proper by my people. I must apologize for my ignorance of the customs of her majesty's kind, but I ask her majesty to understand that my actions held no malice."

"Thirdly, regarding the cabin, I have no particular attachment to it. If the most esteemed matriarch would wish me to leave, then I shall take a paltry portion of my provisions, leaving the rest as compensation, and travel to the border of her majesty's land and beyond. If an escort would ease the most esteemed matriarch's mind as to my travel, I wouldn't object to the company."

You stare at the dirt before your feet and pray to every god you've heard of that your brown-nosing worked. The suspense is so intense that when Guthrie replies, you almost jump out of your shoes. "Such respect for his betters! Good, good, good! The rest of you harpies could learn a thing or two from this delightful, strapping little man-thing! Listen little man-thing, you've put me in an exceedingly pleasant mood so I'm not going to eat you. Instead, I'll allow you to stay!"

A response slips out before you can stop it. "Really?" Fortunately, the harpies only cackle in reply before Guthrie shouts them into silence. "Of course! But I demand a tribute! You shall give me the lion's share of your meat, and have plenty ready for us when we return in two week's time. If you can oblige such a trivial task, I'm sure I can indulge a squatter as wonderful as you!"

You can't help but ask. "How much meat are y-, is her majesty talking about?" The harpy squawks, "Again, so polite! I want enough morsels to feed you for two months, in exchange, momma Guthrie will leave you be, and if you impress me, I might even give you a trinket! What say you, little man-thing?"

> [Write-In]

>>2664967
"I humbly accept your mercy most esteemed matriarch, I will have the meat prepared and ready for you in no less then 2 weeks"

>>2664967

You know what I like this harpy. And given our track record 2 months is easy, then we get protection from the outside world by harpies good deal.

>>2664985
What he said. I also think we should try to go above and beyond and get like 3 months I'd possible.

>>2664987
yeah should be possible, we can craft some pretty decent arrows with the harpy feathers we have

>>2664989
I wonder if they shed feathers. I
Bet we can trade the meat for them

>>2664953
Possibly. Hell we might even be able to magically engrave runes into our bones, teeth and such.

>>2664985
This.

We've managed to get enough food for a week or more in a single hunt plus what our traps bring. If we focus our efforts over the rest of the month into expanding them then we can certainly expect to fulfil this, maybe even in a single week of frantic hunting if we roll well enough.

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>>2664985

"I humbly accept the most esteemed matriarch's mercy, and earnestly assure I shall have the meat ready and prepared for her majesty's flock in no less than two weeks." The harpies' whiny voices keen in approval and Guthrie's sharp-toothed smile widens. "I'm delighted to hear that, but listen little man-thing, if you don't have the meat by the time we arrive, what's left of you will have to suffice! Fly, my darlings! Toodaloo!"

At that, it turns and soars into the sky like a bloated owl and the rest of the harpies follow suit, screeching all the way. The deal you've made begins to sink in. You have two weeks to hunt two months of food, and if you fail, you're as good as dead. Damnit, what have you gone and gotten yourself into?

The cabin is at most four days from completion. Would you like to take the time to finish it, or would you rather start hunting straightaway?

>>2665061
We gotta start hunting. We can preserve our meat now so there's no reason to put it off.

>>2665061
Start Hunting Straight Away, perhaps when can enchant a large stone that lures nearby animals to it over long times, kinda like the lure out of age of mythology

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>2665061
hunting roll if needed

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>>2665070

>>2665061
We don't really have to keep our promise if we manage to enchant ourselves to ridiculous amounts, do we?
Finishing the cabin as soon as we can then focusing on getting power is our best shot rather than giving in to blackmail.
Otherwise it's gonna get worse.

>>2665081
just enchant the meat with posion

>>2665088
...that's an alternative, but it could backfire horribly. It would take a slow-acting poison/necrotic effect to make so they don't get suspicious at the first bite.
And we don't really know that kind of tricks yet, do we?

It is a good idea tho.

>>2665097
>>2665088
we could see this deal out in the peaceful way, maybe finish our cabin if we are lucky with hunting and then she'll probably give us some time to our self, probably a month or 2. with peace, protection, food and shelter we can fully devote our self to study and achieve a massive power spike

>>2665101
This. I'd rather see if we can't end this peacefully for now. Once we have even the first level of fire magic or something then I'd feel okay considering trying some sort of attack.

However we lack any knowledge of that branch of magic, how to learn and practice it or even how long it might take to learn. So risking our life on learning it well enough to fight using it before they return is not wise. Especially given we could potentially get another month or two just by hunting a fair bit.

>>2665067
>>2665068
>>2665070

So be it.

> Roll six 1d100's

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>2665137

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>2665137

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>2665137

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>2665137

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>2665101
This

>>2665137
Boom goes the dynamite.

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>2665137

Come on, we need one above sixty to even out.

>>2665144
>>2665146
>>2665149
>>2665152
>>2665153
>>2665154
Wew, not a single roll above mediocre.

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>>2665070
>>2665144
>>2665146
>>2665149
>>2665152
>>2665153

> Day 1: 8 rations
> Day 2: 5 rations
> Day 3: 2 rations
> Day 4: 1 ration
> Day 5: 5 rations
> Day 6: 4 rations
> Day 7: 2 rations

Harpies are vicious and you're not nearly strong enough to risk their wrath, cabin or not. You spend the entire week hunting, skinning, and preserving game, by now there's nearly twenty hides being tanned by your half-finished cabin, but terrifyingly, you've only managed twenty-seven day's meat, twenty-four once you take into account what you had to eat to survive, on starving rations, not even halfway toward the quota!

Oh gods, please let next week be better!

> Roll seven 1d100's

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>2665179

>>2665184
with a good start to the week can we maybe set aside some time to enchant our bow and arrows? I'd like us to be able to subjugate a flock of sentient murderchickens before this "tribute" thing gets out of hand.

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>2665179

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>2665179

>>2665187
they already are

Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>2665179

>>2665179
if we don't have enough we can maybe offer the skins as compensation

Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>2665179

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>2665179

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>2665179

Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>2665179

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>>2665200
>>2665202
>>2665203

fuck being alive feels good

>>2665206
Damn, good thing I was slow.

>>2665207
Can we make them like... heat-seaking? I imagine that we basically have
>Handmade wooden bow +1
right now. So maybe we could shoot (hah) for like...
>Handmade Wooden Bow of Lightning
and try to give it an elemental property or something that will be a bit more lethal and intimidating? Maybe the beginnings of our own mythos.

>>2665216
probably need ranks in the element first

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>2665187
>I'd like us to be able to subjugate a flock of sentient murderchickens before this "tribute" thing gets out of hand.
Definite Goal #1.

>>2665179
Rolling for fun

>>2665216
Considering our reagents and skills, we should focus on arrows that *exclerate* decay and rot, specifically using the Harpy parts we have.
Arrows of Harpy's Bane, if you will.

>>2665257
yea that sound good to me

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>>2665184
>>2665188
>>2665190
>>2665194
>>2665200
>>2665202
>>2665203

> Day 8: 9 rations
> Day 9: 6 rations
> Day 10: 4 rations
> Day 11: 3 rations
> Day 12: 9 rations
> Day 13: 8 rations
> Day 14: 9 rations

This week went much better than the last, and after taking last week's gains and your bare minimum sustenance into account, you've managed to acquire an unbelievable seventy-two days of meat. You can hardly believe it, at this rate, there won't be any mountain game left to hunt! Today's the day, hopefully, the harpies won't go back on their side of the deal, and what you've gathered will be enough.

When you hear the screeches, your nerves are put on edge and you leave your half-finished cabin to see five harpies crouched on the treetops. You're confused when you don't see Guthrie, and another harpy speaks. It's nothing like Guthrie, where it was plump, wrinkly, and monstrous, this one's lean, sleek, and feral. "Man-thing! Have the meat?" You steel your nerves and nod. "I do, where's Guthrie?"

The harpy scowls, "What does that old bird matter? I'm here, and I've come for what's mine!" Its razor-sharp talons clench and unclench the branch beneath it, making you uneasy. "It doesn't, my lady, I was only curious." The harpy preens its wing and audibly mutters, "If you MUST know, my name is Talak, and I don't have all day!" Another harpy pipes up, "But you sai-" "SHUT UP! One more outburst and your goose is cooked!" "Y-yes ma'am." "That's better. Now then..."

Talak gestures with its talons. "The meat. Here. Now." From your sense of self-preservation you give another slight bow, gather up all but one week's worth of meat from in your cabin, and set it outside. The harpies don't seem to care much, until you open a sack and they see it's raw and fresh as the day you killed it. Talak's squawk is almost worse than Guthrie's, but you do your best to put on a smile. "Oh goodie, goodie, goodie! Raw meat! Oodles and oodles of raw meat! B-but that's impossible! H-how did you kill them all in one day!?!"

Seeing a chance to impress, you say, "I have a few tricks up my sleeve, and there's more where that came from." The lead harpy screeches in enthusiasm and the prey inside you cringes in fear. "Goodie, goodie, goodie! Ladies, take it, take all of it! We're going back to the nest right this instant! AND YOU!" It jabs a sharpened talon in your direction. "Me?" "YES! You've earned a reward, bring more like this in and you'll get another!" Talak flings a hidden object toward you, and by the time you've caught it, they've taken your meat and are barreling through the trees.

You look down at the object to get a closer look and are startled to see...

> Roll one 1d100

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>2665317

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>2665317

>>2665101

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>2665317

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>2665317
Shinies!

Late again.

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>>2665326

... A thick leather belt with a brass skull buckle and tattered silk dangling from the front. It's one size too big for you, and when you apply your arcane sight, you can't quite decipher what it does, besides a sense of cold and silence surrounding the belt, and that the buckle is an empty receptacle for a small amount of arcane energy. Whatever it is, it gives you a bad gut feeling, so you abstain from wearing it for the time being. Instead, you stow it away and turn your attention toward finally finishing the cabin.

> Roll one 1d100

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>2665368
We should add a bird perch for our harpy buddies.

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>2665368
As no one else is rolling I'm going again to speed this up

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>2665368

>>2665384
>>2665428

You guys wouldn't believe how hard it is to find pictures of harpies and primitive cabins. Update incoming.

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It only takes a few hours for you to get back in the swing of things, and before you know it, your work is finally done and you have your own log cabin! Granted, it took you two weeks to build, has only one tiny room, and lacks any amenities beyond a basic roof, not even so much as a chimney, but it would've taken twice as long without magical tools and a lack of creature comforts isn't anything you can't fix later on. With five days of food left and a roof over your head, you're free to focus on what really matters. Magic!

What do you want to do for the rest of the week?

> Use your magic to study the harpy's feathers and talons in greater detail, to understand their properties.
> Use your magic to study the mysterious skull-belt in greater detail, to understand its properties.
> Try and learn a new form of magic, you're most drawn to enchantment, but another type could prove useful.
> Try and explore the region surrounding your shelter, that harpy put you on edge and you want to be sure you're secure before you get a rude awakening
> Try and make a more sophisticated bow, one that doesn't rely on your enchantments to function.
> Try and improve on your log cabin by adding an expansion. [Write-In]
> Try and experiment with your enchantment magic. [Write-In]
> Try and enchant the pick axe you scavenged on the trail. [Write-In]

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>2665476
Enchant that pick axe we picked up on the trail and start a basic mine see if we can get any kind of pre. Use the excess rock to make a forge that we can enchant to be more heat resistant then normal.