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>>2764223

7th Kriegstrom Platoon

Comprised of the most well-armed and armoured troops, 7th Platoon offers the meanest, fiercest and, given the mortality rate, dumbest soldiers to be found in the Black Company. A more bizarre collection of fighting men and women has likely never been seen. Down-on-their-luck heroes with a magic swords and brooding pasts like Cairsun; escaped slaves with a penchant for magik like Nissar; disgruntled veterans of the Nuemunster Legions like Corporal ‘Jack’ Marcus; Scarred Wildborn ‘Smiles’ (because fighting is really all a Wildborn knows); aging Skald huscarls like Hirstun of Ligh that should have retired long ago. You even have a mute rotten undead warrior, ‘Mask’, which is one even you haven’t heard before. Nevermind the fekking Dragon.

They’re your men (and women). Mercenaries, that kill for money. Warriors, with the right degree of pride and stubbornness. Soldiers, that fight for the man next to them. You never wanted this position, deciding who dies where. Dark Father knows it’s only a matter of time before you get them all killed.

The Fallen
The annals record those who have died in the line of duty under your command. Those whom you have failed.

‘Auntie’ Goodkind Throat ripped out by a Grenn wolfman during the storming of Kresden.

Pietre Verdun Struck down from behind in the storming of Kresden. No one saw where the blow came from.

Unhappy Sam Mauled to death by the Grenn during the storming of Kresden.

‘Snake’ Summarily executed for disobeying orders. Members of 7th Platoon refused to elaborate further.

‘White Bitch’ Tara Slain in the defence of the 7th Platoon campsite by Neumunster ambushers during the Northern Offensive.

Twice-in-One-Day Skewered by Neumunster swordsmen during Day One of the Siege of Kresden.

’Kid’ Hewn in twain by a Neumunster halberdier during Day One of the Siege of Kresden.

Regrets-the-Rain Struck down by a holy weapon of the Chevalisse Paladin orders on Day Two of the Siege of Kresden.

Arlen Rivers Thrown from the walls by a Chevalisse Paladin on Day Two of the Siege of Kresden.

Vendis Durvano Trampled to death in the mad rush to escape the Western Gate slaughter on Day Four of the Siege of Kresden.

Legless Jenny Consumed body and soul in an abominable Cultist experiment, binding her to a corrupted Albani Warmachine.

'Jack' Marcus Slain while retaking the North Tower, his sacrifice saved his squad and perhaps the Company.

>>2764247
> Accept the Necromancers offer

I'm just kidding.

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>>2764247

Recap
It’s over. The Siege of Kresden is finally over. For five days you and the Black Company have held the line against the full might of the Free Alliance and bled them dry. No one would have thought that was possible, the Black Company will be remembered. It’s one of the shortest sieges you’ve seen in your career, but you feel the toll on your blackened soul more than even after the year-long debacle in Far Sut Rus.

The General and the Archmage are dead, murdered by a Free Alliance commander desperate enough to cut a deal with the Necromancer. Without the Archmage’s protection your Employer had little difficulty turning vast swathes of the Free Alliance encampment into yet more undead minions. His army of the dead numbers in the millions now.

The Necromancer has taken an interest in you, offering you a separate contract from the Black Company, in exchange for the life of a fallen comrade…

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>>2764267

>kill jester

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You stand there for some time, the room utterly still as you agonise over the Necromancer’s offer.

The Necromancer’s ethereal figure looms in closer, neck bending at an impossible angle. You wonder whether your Employer is intentionally unsettling or if he is so far removed from his humanity that he is simply unaware of how disconcerting his presence is.
”what iS YOUR answeR, PRINce of bLACK?” The abominable master of death chitters, their patience wearing thin.

1 year in service to this creature… the life of a fallen friend. You could bring back anyone… you could bring back Trooper ‘Kid’. To have them back, to see Saint happy again…

Maybe you once would have taken the Necromancer up on his offer. Before you spat in a Mad God’s eye and sold your soul for a dollar at a dime. When your blood ran hot and your heart wasn’t a shrivelled, hateful lump.
You would do it all again in a heartbeat, all the prices you paid for the Black Company. The Captain needs you, the Company needs you. You will not abandon them. Not now, not ever.

”The Captain will say no. No it is then.”

[1/2]

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>>2764294

that took longer than I thought, posting

>>2764329
>sold your soul for a dollar at a dime
Is he american?

>>2764377
>sold your soul for a Silver at a Gelt
Doesn't work so well...

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>>2764329
[2/2]

You wait for your Employer’s thunderous outrage at your refusal, for him to rear up and smite you down with his unholy power. You wait for the wave of displeasure to turn into anger. Your hand tight on Claíomh Na Sléibhte, ready to make your own futile defence.

The attack never comes. Instead the Necromancer shrugs, an eerily human gesture.

”a pitY, I WOUld have MADE FruitFUL USe of yoU.” The Necromancer flicks a bony hand aside dismissively as he loses interest, gesturing at your Highlander Blade. ”YOU And thaT BAUBle. comE, LET Us insPECT My new aRMY…”

The Necromancer pauses at the command tent’s opening, as if remembering something. With a glance at the crumpled form of Mask he sighs, expelling a wave of energy. The ancient undead warrior stirs, able to move again, and the shadows that had entangled Cairsun the Morning Light recede.

”IF YOU and yoUR COMpany WILL Not servE ME AFter thiS CONTract, aT LEASt do noT BE SO fooliSH AS To serVE THOse who WOULD oppoSE ME.” Though the threat is spoken casually, as a matter of fact, you do not doubt your Employer would carry it out. ”IF YOu comE INTO the serVICE of my eNEMIes, I wILL DEstroy YOU ALL, and buRN YOur prECIOUs annALS.”

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> “That’s the plan. You go your way, we go ours.” Contract done, no hard feelings. No need to make enemies. [Experience]

>”Don’t underestimate us. If you come after us, let your sister mess with us, then the Black Company -will- ruin your day.” Big words, but he threatened the Annals. [Courage]

>”I’ll let the Captain know. It’s her call.” Though she wants well away from here anyway. [Elite]

>”I don’t know, I hear the Warlord pays well.” You’re not serious, but you don’t like being threatened. [Clever]

>>2764385
>>”I’ll let the Captain know. It’s her call.” Though she wants well away from here anyway. [Elite]

please dont poke the employer who could easily break his word

>>2764385
>”I’ll let the Captain know. It’s her call.” Though she wants well away from here anyway.
If we ever want to (try) kill the Necromancer, it should be done sneaky peaky like when he isn't looking, not when falling to his bait.

>>2764385
>”Don’t underestimate us. If you come after us, let your sister mess with us, then the Black Company -will- ruin your day.” Big words, but he threatened the Annals. [Courage]

>”Don’t underestimate us. If you come after us, let your sister mess with us, then the Black Company -will- ruin your day.” Big words, but he threatened the Annals. [Courage]

He promised we could go unmolested, better keep his bitch sister on a short leash.

>>2764391
>>2764398
Kiranova fags are painting a target on their waifu.

>>2764391
Don't be a pussy

>>2764385
>“That’s the plan. You go your way, we go ours.” Contract done, no hard feelings. No need to make enemies. [Experience]

>>2764385
> “That’s the plan. You go your way, we go ours.” Contract done, no hard feelings. No need to make enemies. [Experience]

>All votes come in pairs
That's kinda funny

>>2764385
>> “That’s the plan. You go your way, we go ours.” Contract done, no hard feelings. No need to make enemies. [Experience]

>>2764385
>”Don’t underestimate us. If you come after us, let your sister mess with us, then the Black Company -will- ruin your day.” Big words, but he threatened the Annals. [Courage]

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>>2764385
>>2764399
>>2764400
>>2764407
>>2764409
>>2764423
>>2764427

>>2764460
Just combine them

>>2764460
Looks like it.

>“That’s the plan. You go your way, we go ours.” Contract done, no hard feelings. No need to make enemies. [Experience]

>”Don’t underestimate us. If you come after us, let your sister mess with us, then the Black Company -will- ruin your day.” Big words, but he threatened the Annals. [Courage]

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>1d100
>DC50

First anon to roll under gets their pick.

>>2764463
Normally that would work, but these are quite distinct from each other in the delivery.

Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>2764464

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>2764464
Courage

>>2764467
Well Nice knowing you prince and black company. It was fun while it lasted.

>>2764467
Inshallah, brother.

>>2764467
Great, instead of going for the dagger in the back like anyone one sensible we're going for a dagger in the stomach great move!

I can't wait for a knight with valor so we can be done with this

>>2764472
>>2764478
Pussy ass mother fuckers

>>2764486
It's not being a pussy when the necromancer could wreck our shit with little to no effort. Plus the Black Company has taken massive casualties even though we won. If this makes the necromancer angry we just got everyone killed. We don't even have enough men to face his undead army.

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>>2764478
You picked wrong.

>>2764486
Prudent more like he can easily destroy the company as is

the company just needs to get out of this alive

>>2764497
WE TWO SWORD KNIGHT NOW.

>>2764499
and still killable

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>3 rolls of 1d100
>DC 60


0 = Only your promise of Sanctuary prevents the obliteration of yourself and the Company.
1 = The Necromancer lets you go, but doesn't care enough to actively prevent Syka fekking with you in the future.
2 = The Necromancer lets you go, and even reigns in his crazy sister.
3 = The Black Company leaves with the Necromancer's 'blessing'. You have, after all, served him well.


Please don't roll any crits, you shitters.

>>2764505
Let's not get everyone killed

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>2764505

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>2764505

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>2764505

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>>2764515
>>2764512

>>2764515
>>2764516
>>2764512

>That near-crit and then two doubles.
Guys please, my heart can't take this.

>>2764515
Damn nigga

>>2764519
it's like ogre civ quest all over again, except grimdark

Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>2764505

>>2764519
Sooooooo, 2 passes then?

>>2764502
> Shields ain't actually for pussies

I said we sword knight, not that it was the best plan.

>>2764519
What did doubles do, aside from making /tv/ better?

>>2764527
Remember the whole werewolf fight?

>>2764530
Man, that was a whole fucking while ago. Were doubles involved in us gaining the whole wolf phobia, or something?

>>2764535
And a blood moon for thr wolf boys
It makes fun shit happens

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>>2764512
>>2764515
>>2764516

>2 success
>The Necromancer lets you go, and even reigns in his crazy sister.
It enrages you, for him to act like the Black Company can be crushed like an insect. You’re the below-blasted ones that got him this far! Your Employer needs to understand that this parting of ways is a mutually beneficial arrangement, not a mercy on his part. Besides, no one threatens the Black Company in your hearing. Not even him.

“Don’t underestimate us. If you come after us, let your sister mess with us, then the Black Company -will- ruin your day.”

Not that you have any idea how, of course. You only have half a name. You think that, in that very moment, the Necromancer is contemplating killing you then and there. And probably obliterating the Black Company too while they’re at it.

Your hand tightens on the hilt of your blade again. He’s tired. He must be, after turning most the Free Alliance army into walking corpses. Insanely powerful but not, you think, without limits. You don’t flinch in the slightest. But he promised sanctuary…

”it matTERS Not. your IMPUDence iS OFFENsive, but WE GaIN nothING by SEEking thE OTHers destrUCTION.” The Necromancer, you cannot tell but you would swear he was smiling, places a hand on your shoulder. ”I FIND your DEFiance refrESHINGLY ENTERtaining. NO HArm will coME TO you and YOurs BY MY hand.”

It is the coldest sensation you have ever felt, cold like the slice of a wet blade on your flesh. So freezing that it burns. You suspect, had you remained mortal and not become what you are now, you would have lost the use of that shoulder permanently.

”And your crazy-bitch sister.”

”…YES Yes, -and- MY CRAzy-bitCH SISter.”

[1/2]

>>2764527
Here they cancelled each other out. Usually it's just extra shit, a tweak or minor gain/debuff unrelated to the actual failure or success of the rolls.

Doubles will have a much more defined roll in A Knight is Sworn to Valour Quest. (KSV?)

>>2764567
> Blood moon doubles the Wereeolves strength

Minor he says.

Also you missed a perfect opportunity to have Syka chase us down . . . To bone Bad Hand one last time.

>>2764569
As the company first panics, and then Bad Hand REALLY panics?

God I wish we could see him tell her we're leaving, but honestly I think it's best to Irish Goodbye the whole situation.

>>2764567
Quest when bro already looking forward to it :3

>>2764559
Well I'm crashing out. So best of luck!

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>>2764[2/2]
”HMM, THis was ONE OF my earLIER works. IMPREssive, TO HAVe lastED THIs long ON AMAtueriSH BINdings.” The Necromancer changes the subject, remarking on the rigid Knight-of-the-Line Mask. Mask appears to be jerky in his movements, almost trembling in the Necromancer’s presence. Not with fear. Struggling to will his way past whatever safeguards are stopping him from trying to kill the one who destroyed his homeland, you suspect. ”YOU HAve fouND IT To your SATISfactiON?”

”Mask has served us well, I’m proud to call him brother.” You and your cohort of Cairsun, Mask and Lord Lorgia have automatically assumed an escort position, flanking your Employer as he emerges from the tent. You know that anything that could threaten him would have no trouble with you, but protocol is protocol.

”Him? Cute. I myself occasionally nickname my pets as well.” You’d recognise the mad giggle of Superior Syka anywhere, always with the most negative of connotations. ”Wow. How did pathetic little YOU get so strong?”

The Necromancer’s sister is sitting on a newly turned Neumunster Lieutenant that is on all fours as a makeshift undead chair. Syka eyes you up and down, her mad stare no longer causing you to break out into cold sweats as it once did. You think you are more than able to take her on now.

Not that you would do so right here in front of your Employer. That would just be unprofessional.

How did you get so strong? Sure, you’ll just share that bit about breaking a holy pact to the Dark Father with her. ”A well balanced breakfast. That’s how.”

You growl, not having the patience to pretend to be polite to her after the day you’ve had. Syka pouts, folding her arms and scowling at you.

”Fine. You could at -least- tell me who this Corporal Aeron is. Letting me squash just ONE of your precious brothers that has been chopping up my cultists and disrupting our sacred rituals isn’t too much to ask.”

Last you checked, public execution of old men and children was not a sacred ritual. Though you suppose ‘Corporal Aeron’ had reminded the cultists more forcefully than necessary of their duty to supply food provisions to the Black Company.

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>”Of course I know him. He’s me.” [Courage]

>”Corporal Aeron was promoted to Sergeant some time ago. We call him ‘Bad Hand’.” [Clever]

>”Corporal Aeron died in action during the siege.” Just put the issue to rest, she should give up. [Elite]

>”Corporal Aeron is alive and well. He wishes to thank you for your willing contribution to the armed forces.” [Experience]

>>2764630
>”Of course I know him. He’s me.”

>>2764630
>>”Corporal Aeron died in action during the siege.” Just put the issue to rest, she should give up. [Elite]

>>2764630
>>”Corporal Aeron is alive and well. He wishes to thank you for your willing contribution to the armed forces.” [Experience]

>>2764581
>>2764569
>alternative pitches to Kid Quest

>>2764625
Night mate!

>>2764588
Thanks man. I have some serious studying to get done in the next couple of months before I get admitted.

If people are happy with infrequent quests I can begin fairly soon, but regular threads won't be a thing for a few months at least.

>>2764646
I'm okay with it, would love to see some of what you have had cooking up in the background while you ran black company quest.

A slight bugger up there. Superior Syka does NOT refer to her cultists as cultists. She calls them disciples or followers. Demagogue Jale calls it like it is though.

>>2764649
After this thread I plan to have one more where we can dig into the meta behind the scenes and how the Company changed and evolved due to Prince's influence.

Not to mention a 'mercenary ever after' breakdown for each significant character.

>>2764663
Look forward to it mate, hope you had a good time running it as did I reading it :P

>>2764630
>”Corporal Aeron died in action during the siege.” Just put the issue to rest, she should give up. [Elite]

>>2764663
Sounds great!

>>2764630
>>”Of course I know him. He’s me.” [Courage]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=otCpCn0l4Wo

>>2764630
>”Corporal Aeron is alive and well. He wishes to thank you for your willing contribution to the armed forces.” [Experience]

>>2764630
actually change >>2764670 to

”Corporal Aeron is alive and well. He wishes to thank you for your willing contribution to the armed forces.” [Experience]

>Ma'am, Black Company firmly denies the existence of any such individual. Reports of his existence are unreliable and likely to be fake news.

>>2764630
>”Corporal Aeron died in action during the siege.” Just put the issue to rest, she should give up. [Elite]

It's true. We're something completely different now.

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>2764630
Just warming up for the tiebreaker.

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>2764630

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>>2764704
>>2764707
I don't know if it works like that but okay. I'm a little upset no one voted for throwing Bad Hand under the bus. That would have been hilarious dangerous.

>”Corporal Aeron died in action during the siege.” Just put the issue to rest, she should give up. [Elite]

>”Corporal Aeron is alive and well. He wishes to thank you for your willing contribution to the armed forces.” [Experience]

>1d100
>DC 50

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>2764719
>”Corporal Aeron is alive and well. He wishes to thank you for your willing contribution to the armed forces.”

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>>2764724
So NO.

Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>2764719
>”Corporal Aeron is alive and well. He wishes to thank you for your willing contribution to the armed forces.” [Experience]

I just want to throw it in her face one last time

>>2764732
>>2764724
PLEASE

>>2764719
>”Corporal Aeron died in action during the siege.” Just put the issue to rest, she should give up. [Elite]
yikes

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>2764719
>>2764736
whoops

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>2764719
>”Corporal Aeron died in action during the siege.” Just put the issue to rest, she should give up. [Elite]

Yeah the dice were pretty clear on that one. Polite and sensible to Syka it is.

>>2764724
I thougbt it was better to not roll after my bad rolls, but . . . Damn.

>>2764719
We could still offer her to liase with our Company Investigator, Bad Hand.

>>2764663
I, for one, would like to know if you ever gave prince an actual name

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This vendetta Superior Syka has against the figment of your imagination called Corporal Aeron has plagued you long enough as it is.

” Corporal Aeron died in action during the siege.” You say slowly, already anticipating the next words out of her mouth. ”And no, you cannot have his remains.”

”But I -do- love the dead. Frequently.” Syka sticks her tongue out at you, crossing her legs. ”Oh well, at least the unbeliever was righteously punished in the end. My Divine Brother must have figured it all out somehow and arranged it.”

Sure… You think, but do not say. Not point actively antagonising her now that your contract is up.

”Besides…” She smiles sweetly at you, her teeth bared and vicious. ”I have plenty of playthings here and… well you’ve saved me a whole town of people to play with! Heeheehee! Or convert, that too. Though I guess I can play with those as well. Hmmm. ”

You ignore the crazy sorceress, trying not to dwell on the likely fate of the Kresden townspeople. From the sounds of it, all you’ve managed to achieve is that the town remains relatively intact before the cultists start culling the population.

You do find it difficult to see in the dark as you once did, your eyes can make out what at first looks like a rush of water flooding the countryside surrounding Kresden. You realise with awe that it is the dead.

Row upon row upon row of them. You have never seen this many people in once place, if you can call them people. It dwarfs the combined might of the Free Alliance that marched over these same hills 5 or 6 days ago. Humans and elves are not the only undead present. Rats, birds, horses and livestock. They’re everywhere, swarming the siege encampment. Standing vacantly, perched on the tents or scurrying between your feet. It is unnaturally quiet. This huge number of creatures should not be so deathly silent. The only you can hear is the ominous chanting of Syka’s columns of cultists. Though whether it is for an actual ritual or praise for their Divine Necromancer’s victory you have no idea.

You notice remarkably few Chevalisse Nobles or Heigelen Guard among the neatly formed rows of rotting and skeletal soldiers. Perhaps those with some form of holy or magical protection managed to avoid the fate of their fellow man, you can make out what appears to be a group of tattered survivors heading in the opposite direction of the host. Interestingly, no part of the vast undead horde moves to pursue them.

You suppose it really doesn't matter, they should spread the story. Nothing can stand up to this army... to the Necromancer.

[1/2]

>>2764797
Looks like Kresden will be fertile recruiting grounds for the Company.

>>2764775
Never, actually. I had the Necromancer's name good to go, but anons had never shown any interest in expanding the backstories of Prince or other squaddies before they joined the Company (aside from 'raised in an orphanage' childhood adding lols to our own poor record with orphans).

Which is exactly what I wanted as well, leaving your past life behind is central to joining the Black Company. Eventually you're not even referred to by anything other than your nickname and rank at some point.

>>2764803
Mandatory recruitment it looks like,becoming a sellsword seems the lesser evil of this madness

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>>2764797

Kresden Town Manor, Midday

Your new unnatural form has little need of food, drink or sleep. Or at least you thought it did. Since arriving back in town from the raid you have been dealing with the aftermath of the destructive bender caused by your victorious, drunk and troublesome 7th Kriegstrom platoon. It has even you exhausted, mentally if not physically.

”Furlough with paid leave to the Seventh-fekking-Kriegstrom.” You roll your eyes at Saint’s report, noticing that she’s even annexed a list of damages and estimated compensation to it. Well, they are your Employees subjects now. The Company’s contract makes special distinction with how the two are to be reimbursed at the conclusion of hostilities.

You squint your eyes at her cursive handwriting, too neat by far compared to your scrawling. You try reading it aloud to make sense of it…

” ‘At this point the situation was mostly under control…’ yes, yes good… ’…until Trooper Nissar Belhamun’s spell went off, he claims by accident. Please see Report 1B for Damages Resulting from Unauthorised Use of Magik’… Below damn these fekking mortals.”

It is in fact almost a relief to you that this activity could instill in you this much hatred. And not the blind, dangerous hatred that takes you in waves occasionally where even you are afraid of who you might hurt if you don’t control it. No, this hate now is a spiteful hate, where you are so deeply mired in the toxic thoughts you are almost enjoying coming up with creative ways to make your displeasure known to your subordinates. It seems that the loathing of cumbersome bureaucracy and paperwork foisted on superiors for the idiotic actions of their underlings transcends the realms of mortals and Below. Besides it’s not that bad, you’re almost done…

You have just enough time to think Oh no, I’ve jinxed it before Saint slams another batch of paperwork down in front of you.

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>”…No. No no no.” You’re a virtually immortal killing machine, they can’t make you. [Elite]

>”… *sigh*… “ This is worse than the Siege. [Experience]

> “[censored]” You fly into a rage, tearing up the new paperwork into little bits. [Courage]

>”Stay here and help, Saint. That’s an order.” Though really, she is not allowed to review reports she herself made. [Clever]

Having a break, so take your time.

>>2764836
>>”…No. No no no.” You’re a virtually immortal killing machine, they can’t make you. [Elite]

>>2764836
>”… *sigh*… “ This is worse than the Siege. [Experience]

>>2764836
>”…No. No no no.” You’re a virtually immortal killing machine, they can’t make you. [Elite]

> We need to find a child from their village, cut off their legs, then make them do paperwork.

Okay not really, but we can have a dark thought for a moment.

If only we knew the true name of paperwork, then we could defeat it.

>>2764836
>>”…No. No no no.” You’re a virtually immortal killing machine, they can’t make you. [Elite]

>>2764852
>If only we knew the true name of paperwork, then we could defeat it.
kek

>”…No. No no no.” You’re a virtually immortal killing machine, they can’t make you. [Elite]

>>2764836
>>>”…No. No no no.” You’re a virtually immortal killing machine, they can’t make you. [Elite]


................
>Try to guess the true name of this...'paperwork' THE MENACE MUST BE DEFEATED XD

>>2764836
>Embark on a quest to know the true name of the paperwork. Search for inspiration by playing the Erhu.

>>2764836
>>”… *sigh*… “ This is worse than the Siege. [Experience]
>> “[censored]” You fly into a rage, tearing up the new paperwork into little bits. [Courage]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cCXV4vTmCkc

>>2764877
>>2764836
If we must suffer, so must everyone else.

>>2764836
>”… *sigh*… “ This is worse than the Siege. [Experience]
It's the worst part of immortality - the paperwork literally never ends

>>2764885
> True background story of the Necromancer right here.

Dead people only make paperwork once.

>>2764836
>”… *sigh*… “ This is worse than the Siege. [Experience]

>>2764836
>”…No. No no no.” You’re a virtually immortal killing machine, they can’t make you. [Elite]

>>2764836
>>”Stay here and help, Saint. That’s an order.” Though really, she is not allowed to review reports she herself made. [Clever]

>>2764934
What an outlier vote lol.

>>2764841
This done for the night?

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”…No. No no no.” You’re a virtually immortal killing machine, they can’t make you do this. ”This isn’t what we fought for. Death by papercut. No, I won’t do it.”

”Are you quite finished?” Your temple vein bulges at her apparent amusement at the most dangerous man in the Black Company’s little temper tantrum. At least you didn’t throw anything. Your moment of defiance is utterly deflated by the second pile of forms Saint pushes across the table at you. ”And that would be death by papercut... in triplicate.”

”…*sigh*…” At least you don’t have to wonder what eternal torment in Below may look like for you. You’re very certain that it will involve paperwork. And you don’t even have any orphans to foist it off to. ”If I could just… just get my hands paperwork’s -true- name it would… maybe the Isle of Mages Library… could that be the source of it’s power?”

”Um. Okay. Let’s move on from that to these new forms. Fresh meat for the grinder. What?” Saint says at your raised eyebrow, she is one of the few that doesn’t flinch at your hideous appearance. ”I’m just quoting you. Personally I think that’s an incredibly pessimistic take on our new recruits.”

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>>2764942

[2/2]

”Oh great! First the Dragon, then the Grenn and now the Vampire.” You shake your head at the Platoon Application sheet for one of the Kreigstrom’s newest recruits. Lord Lorgia, foisted upon you at the Captain’s order. ”I thought diversity quotas weren’t a thing for us?”

Saint shrugs. ”Captain says it was your idea to let them join, so you’re stuck with them.”

You scowl, that was not an entirely accurate version of events. You just didn’t give them a flat ‘no’. You glance at your protégé, gesturing at the pile of paperwork ”Aren’t you going to help me with all this paperwork?”

”Can’t order me to pick up your slack anymore, Prince.” Lieutenant Saint chuckles, tapping her new golden officer pins. ”Besides, the 4th Infantry Platoon comes with plenty of its own paperwork.”

Fek, she’s right. You should never have recommended her for that promotion. That way you could continue to stick her with this monotonous task. You remain hopeful. ”Well… do you want him?”

Saint gives you a surprisingly undignified snort in response. ”I’d probably end up ordering him to work on his tan.”

You suppose that’s true, mind already wandering back to the task at hand. Lord Lorgia and the few Bloodknights that signed up with the Black Company are your problem now, though you notice that not -all- the Bloodknights specifically requested a Kreigstrom posting.

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>Lance-Corporal ‘Murder’ Meriam is up for promotion. ‘Lord’ Lorgia will have to deal with taking orders from a common-born girl and her Skald junior NCO. [Trooper Lorgia]

>Lord Lorgia is used to command and he will be able to pull rank to keep the other bloodsuckers in line. A separate 4th Squad will be formed for night duties. [CPL Lorgia]

>>2764943
>Lord Lorgia is used to command and he will be able to pull rank to keep the other bloodsuckers in line. A separate 4th Squad will be formed for night duties. [CPL Lorgia]

>>2764943
>Lord Lorgia is used to command and he will be able to pull rank to keep the other bloodsuckers in line. A separate 4th Squad will be formed for night duties. [CPL Lorgia]

>>2764943
If we go on missions with just Vamps, we don't have to care about anyone dying! After all, they're already dead.

Like a post-suicide squad.

>>2764940
A few more postspaperwork. I don't think I'll be able to crack out the Emo-Erhu jam and Black Company concert tonight, that may have to wait until later next week.

>>2764943
>>Lord Lorgia is used to command and he will be able to pull rank to keep the other bloodsuckers in line. A separate 4th Squad will be formed for night duties. [CPL Lorgia]

>>2764943
>>Lord Lorgia is used to command and he will be able to pull rank to keep the other bloodsuckers in line. A separate 4th Squad will be formed for night duties. [CPL Lorgia]
Blackops Vampire squad get

>>2764943
just curious where did his sister go
>Lord Lorgia is used to command and he will be able to pull rank to keep the other bloodsuckers in line. A separate 4th Squad will be formed for night duties. [CPL Lorgia]

also will we get a opportunity to requisition the black company's cadavers for burial so they won't eternally serve the necromancer

>>2764943
>Lord Lorgia is used to command and he will be able to pull rank to keep the other bloodsuckers in line. A separate 4th Squad will be formed for night duties. [CPL Lorgia]

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>>2764963

”Well, best to keep them all in one place. Lorgia has that typical vampiric arrogance, but the other bloodsuckers seem to listen to them. 7th Platoon will form a new Squad under his command.” Of course, that will mean getting approval from the Captain. And more paperwork.

In Saint’s defence, she does try to stifle her snigger at your reaction to her next words. ”With this many new recruits, and so many applying for the 7th, you might need to form more than just one new squad.”

You yourself snort at the next form crossing your table.

”The Captain offered Ludos-fekking-Clayton an Officer’s commission?” It takes some effort to keep the disbelief out of your voice, the Captain of the Yellow Dogs mercenary gang was always a difficult one to manage throughout the siege. And just an outright arsehole at every given opportunity. Typical Yellow Dog material.

”On this I agree with the Captain. This campaign has bled the Company Officer Corps dry, Prince.” Saint pauses, nodding at a Trooper passing by the tent entrance. She looks back to you. ”LT ‘Shaftie’ Adams is with whatever is left of the Rangers, you’re in charge of the Kreigstrom and the Captain isn’t even going to try and reform the Calvary Platoons with what little we have to work with. Even out of the Infantry Platoons I’m the only one with previous command experience.”

”What about the Ajiyimad Turncoat, Sabn-Ibn-Abad?”

”Wants nothing to do with us, or the Necromancer. He’s heading back to Ajiyimad to challenge his exile.” The likelihood of him actually making it there goes unsaid, you doubt the morally-principled exile prince managed to secure a guarantee of safe passage like you did for the Black Company. ”Ludos Clayton is difficult, but he has the experience. Black Company -needs- that experience, or we’re going to have one of those baby-faced Tassenland recruits running a squad. That said, Clayton’s preference is to turn down any Officer role for a position as a Sergeant in the 7th Kriegstrom.”

”That might have something to do with my 7th Kriegstrom being the best in the world.” You fail to suppress the smug tone, but they are yours after all. And they are the best.

”It might indeed.” Saint smiles, though it feels like something of a challenge. ”But give me some time with the 4th and I’m sure my men will be giving yours a run for their Gelt.”

You wave your hand dismissively, the 7th Kriegstrom is the best on the continent, maybe the world. The 4th Infantry is welcome for a shot at the title anytime.

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”Well, best to keep them all in one place. Lorgia has that typical vampiric arrogance, but the other bloodsuckers seem to listen to them. 7th Platoon will form a new Squad under his command.” Of course, that will mean getting approval from the Captain. And more paperwork.

In Saint’s defence, she does try to stifle her snigger at your reaction to her next words. ”With this many new recruits, and so many applying for the 7th, you might need to form more than just one new squad.”

You yourself snort at the next form crossing your table.

”The Captain offered Ludos-fekking-Clayton an Officer’s commission?” It takes some effort to keep the disbelief out of your voice, the Captain of the Yellow Dogs mercenary gang was always a difficult one to manage throughout the siege. And just an outright arsehole at every given opportunity. Typical Yellow Dog material.

”On this I agree with the Captain. This campaign has bled the Company Officer Corps dry, Prince.” Saint pauses, nodding at a Trooper passing by the tent entrance. She looks back to you. ”LT ‘Shaftie’ Adams is with whatever is left of the Rangers, you’re in charge of the Kreigstrom and the Captain isn’t even going to try and reform the Calvary Platoons with what little we have to work with. Even out of the Infantry Platoons I’m the only one with previous command experience.”
”What about the Ajiyimad Turncoat, Sabn-Ibn-Abad?”

”Wants nothing to do with us, or the Necromancer. He’s heading back to Ajiyimad to challenge his exile.” The likelihood of him actually making it there goes unsaid, you doubt the morally-principled exile prince managed to secure a guarantee of safe passage like you did for the Black Company. ”Ludos Clayton is difficult, but he has the experience. Black Company -needs- that experience, or we’re going to have one of those baby-faced Tassenland recruits running a squad. That said, Clayton’s preference is to turn down any Officer role for a position as a Sergeant in the 7th Kriegstrom.”

”That might have something to do with my 7th Kriegstrom being the best in the world.” You fail to suppress the smug tone, but they are yours after all. And they are the best.

”It might indeed.” Saint smiles, though it feels like something of a challenge. ”But give me some time with the 4th and I’m sure my men will be giving yours a run for their Gelt.”

You wave your hand dismissively, the 7th Kriegstrom is the best on the continent, maybe the world. The 4th Infantry is welcome for a shot at the title anytime.

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[2/2]

It looks like Captain Kiranova was happy to let Ludos Clayton be either an Officer or a senior NCO, just so long as they got someone with his ‘qualifications’ in a Black Company looking increasingly green after the recruit applications started pouring in.

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>”Clayton is a cunt. But the Kreigstrom can use that kind of brute.” You’re sure Bad Hand and yourself can handle him. [SGT Clayton, 7th Kriegstrom Platoon]

>”Let him have his commission, the 7th wants nothing to do with him.” You don’t need ex-Yellow Dog scum in your precious Kriegstrom. [LT Clayton, 5th Infantry Platoon]

>>2764967
>”Clayton is a cunt. But the Kreigstrom can use that kind of brute.” You’re sure Bad Hand and yourself can handle him. [SGT Clayton, 7th Kriegstrom Platoon]

What's that you say? A character we don't like on the injury table? I'll take it.

Well it doesn't matter but still.

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>>2764962
Yes but it wasn't up to you. We'll never know whether the Captain would have insisted on burying/burning their own dead since they are technically now the Necromancer's possessions.

You'll never know though, because after Saint's promotion she systemically ensured that each Black Company raised corpse was rendered dysfunctional enough to be discarded (and given a proper discrete cremation). Demagogue Jale helped.

There will be an service in their memory, but the fate of the actual bodies has been decided without you.

>>2764943
>Lord Lorgia is used to command and he will be able to pull rank to keep the other bloodsuckers in line. A separate 4th Squad will be formed for night duties. [CPL Lorgia]

Ehi Forgotten! I got fanart!
Just. Not now. Probably tomorrow, when I get hold of my PC and a stable connection.

Still, binged the whole archive in a week or something.
'twas quite the wild ride.
Good job

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>>2764969
>What's that you say? A character we don't like on the injury table? I'll take it.

>>2764972
Fanart you say? Huzzah!

>>2764967
>Let him have his commission, the 7th wants nothing to do with him.” You don’t need ex-Yellow Dog scum in your precious Kriegstrom. [LT Clayton, 5th Infantry Platoon]
Fek em

>>2764967
>>”Let him have his commission, the 7th wants nothing to do with him.” You don’t need ex-Yellow Dog scum in your precious Kriegstrom. [LT Clayton, 5th Infantry Platoon]

>>2764967
>”Clayton is a cunt. But the Kreigstrom can use that kind of brute.” You’re sure Bad Hand and yourself can handle him. [SGT Clayton, 7th Kriegstrom Platoon]

And we will put him in line, the fekker

>>2764967
>”Clayton is a cunt. But the Kreigstrom can use that kind of brute.” You’re sure Bad Hand and yourself can handle him. [SGT Clayton, 7th Kriegstrom Platoon]

>>2764967
>”Clayton is a cunt. But the Kreigstrom can use that kind of brute.” You’re sure Bad Hand and yourself can handle him. [SGT Clayton, 7th Kriegstrom Platoon]

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The vote on Clayton is STILL OPEN. This will be the last post for tonight, since things are slowing down (mostly my brain).

>Nissar and Smiles doing bro stuff
>Mask chillin' as Prince play the Erhu
>Spicario giving pats to Pelt
>New recruits

Anything else that is necessary for a good Black Company epilogue? I'll supported requests and write this up during the week.


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You decide to get back to Clayton later, happy to condemn his rank to bureaucratic-purgatory for a little way. The next form brings even less welcome news, someone transferring -out- from the 7th even as you deal with so many coming in.

”What is it?” Even through your gruesome visage, Saint can always tell when something is bothering you.

You hesitate telling her for a moment, but decide to anyway. Saint has earned your trust. ”It’s a Transfer Request from the 7th to the 4th. Lance-Corporal Caroline ‘Joker’ Schuster.”

”Not my call, Prince.” Saint keeps her voice carefully neutral. ”But I would be happy to have her. She performed well in her first command as junior-NCO, and having a familiar face around would be well worth her whining.”

"But why…" You're not fooling yourself. You both know why. You’re a powerful juggernaut that has seen the 7th through to victory after victory, but more than a few of your brothers and sisters in black find you absolutely terrifying.

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> Sign the transfer request. If LCPL ‘Joker’ Schuster wants out of the Kreigstrom, she’s out. She must have her reasons.

>Refuse to sign until ‘Joker’ explains her reasons. You’re not going to let Saint nab a decent junior-NCO that easy.

>>2765005
>Sign the transfer request. If LCPL ‘Joker’ Schuster wants out of the Kreigstrom, she’s out. She must have her reasons.
She was pretty devastated about the whole affair if I'm remembering correctly.

>>2765005
> Sign the transfer request. If LCPL ‘Joker’ Schuster wants out of the Kreigstrom, she’s out. She must have her reasons.

>>2764967
>>”Let him have his commission, the 7th wants nothing to do with him.” You don’t need ex-Yellow Dog scum in your precious Kriegstrom. [LT Clayton, 5th Infantry Platoon]

absoloutly not vicious black company may be but we have standards and we will uphold them

>>2765005
What could have been

>Kid never became Princes protoge mark 2

suffering

>>2765005
>> Sign the transfer request. If LCPL ‘Joker’ Schuster wants out of the Kreigstrom, she’s out. She must have her reasons.

>>2765005
>Anything else that is necessary for a good Black Company epilogue?
- A final scene with the captain
- Where the company is headed to next
- Another scene with Saint
- A quiet moment of Prince reflecting by himself
- A chat with the Analist

>Sign the transfer request. If LCPL ‘Joker’ Schuster wants out of the Kreigstrom, she’s out. She must have her reasons.
Sad to see...

>>2765005
>Asorgia signing on with the company

>>2765005
> Sign the transfer request. If LCPL ‘Joker’ Schuster wants out of the Kreigstrom, she’s out. She must have her reasons

Mmm, don't know the epilogue you described lacks something...
>>2765018
Ah yes. Suffering.

Bring laughter and sorrow Forgotten.
Laughter and sorrow mwhahahaha *cries soflty*
end on an hopeful note, plz. I read Kid death and the Cap rejection in a distance of 24h. It fekking hurt. Hurt good, but hurt.

>>2765005
Like to see a final chat with bad hand. Maybe show our good friend that we're not human if he asks to see what is under the helmet.

>>2765005
>> Sign the transfer request. If LCPL ‘Joker’ Schuster wants out of the Kreigstrom, she’s out. She must have her reasons.

>>2765005
Sign the transfer request. If LCPL ‘Joker’ Schuster wants out of the Kreigstrom, she’s out. She must have her reasons.
But she has to tell us a really funny joke

>>2764967
>>”Clayton is a cunt. But the Kreigstrom can use that kind of brute.” You’re sure Bad Hand and yourself can handle him. [SGT Clayton, 7th Kriegstrom Platoon]

>>2765005
> Sign the transfer request. If LCPL ‘Joker’ Schuster wants out of the Kreigstrom, she’s out. She must have her reasons.

>>2764967
>”Clayton is a cunt. But the Kreigstrom can use that kind of brute.” You’re sure Bad Hand and yourself can handle him. [SGT Clayton, 7th Kriegstrom Platoon]
> Sign the transfer request. If LCPL ‘Joker’ Schuster wants out of the Kreigstrom, she’s out. She must have her reasons.

>Anything else that is necessary for a good Black Company epilogue?
>>2765018

>>2765005
>Anything else that is necessary for a good Black Company epilogue?

I'm not sure how we feel about it, but do we want to try and pouch that one cultist from the Necromancer to see if he is looking for employment elsewhere?

>>2764967
>”Let him have his commission, the 7th wants nothing to do with him.” You don’t need ex-Yellow Dog scum in your precious Kriegstrom. [LT Clayton, 5th Infantry Platoon]
>>2765005
> Sign the transfer request. If LCPL ‘Joker’ Schuster wants out of the Kreigstrom, she’s out. She must have her reasons.

> Anything else that is necessary for a good Black Company epilogue?
>>2765018
>>2765417
What these gentlemen said.

And we need to see Asgorga swear himself to the Black Company. It's going to be fekking hilarious.

>>2765018
this

>>2765005
>Refuse to sign until ‘Joker’ explains her reasons. You’re not going to let Saint nab a decent junior-NCO that easy.

>”Clayton is a cunt. But the Kreigstrom can use that kind of brute.” You’re sure Bad Hand and yourself can handle him. [SGT Clayton, 7th Kriegstrom Platoon]

>>2765005
> Give Clayton the promotion. And a Snakeskin hafted sword.

Or something Snakeskin. I feel like he'll be less of a cunt to us after our apotheosis.

> Make Joker explain herself. Just so that she can see we can still be hurt when we let her go.

I'd like to see an outro of us learning to shave again with our new physique.

I'd also like us to end up tracking down the necromancers name. Or reading from the annals to find the pathway out of this world.

Gotta officially swear Asgorga in.

Also I wanna know how Serpico and Pelt do. Best girl was introduced too late in the game :(

I think it would be *hilarious* if Jale snuck into the 4th as a recruit to stalk Saint.

>>2765740
>Serpico
Al Pacino isn't in this quest

>>2766638
Are you sure about that?

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>>2764977
I did promise fanart, I am delivering. Somewhat.

Honestly surprised I got to care so much for some of the characters, even those that have relatively few appearances.

And even if I found myself hoping for the Company of Heroes ending, I can't be mad. It's just been too fun.
And emotionally draining. But fun.

There are many moments that steer from gut wrenching to fekking hylarious.
Or are both. Orphans, kek.
Especially those that were not planned. Looking at Vermillio, Kid and the two istances of Skaldening.
Fek, Kid life for 5DC? Come on.
Still hurts
And you know what? This drawing, I started it when I really felt Prince starting to slip hard.
Now he is Black Prince, and I can't really bring myself to finish it.
Because I tried to represent a question in this one. It got an answer while I was still working.
We had a chance to stay human. Tainted, but human.

Now we are not. And it hurts so good.

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>>2768660
cont.

OK, this one? Top three best moments in the whole quest, imo.

I was planning to do one for Kiranova (Saint is for pure. And she lost waifu waifu-value with her fall, she became too much of a ward or disciple.
Not a bad thing at all);
But, wow, that part with her repulsion and the tears really hit. I don't think I could stay for the half an hour to an hour needed for a passable work of a tear stained Kira, as I enjoy get feelz-punched by others, doing it alone doesn't feel that nice.

And what a waste not accepting the deal. Obvious trap sure, but that sweet plot-hook...And it was only Prince!
Regrets, regrets.

Really looking foward to the next quest. Playing a good man (wholesome paladin or not, not going lawful stupid pls) will be refreshing.
...and I need a bit of healing after the binge rollercoaster.
Ah but I forget this is Forgotten, trauma is inevitable. Good. I wonder who will try and be the prince/corruptor to our (male? not useless? kek)saint

Anyway.
If you keep up this level of work, I'll surely get more fanart rolling in the future, for the new quest. Maybe completed.
If I am fast enough, maybe kiranofu, not so cold in the past, or alternate ending
MAYBE HAND-HOLDING (what a deviant)

Eagerly waiting the epilogue.

>>2768678
...I just realized I forgot BadHand.
Feeeeeeeeeeeeeeek.

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>>2768660
>>2768678
>>2768680

This is amazing. Words cannot express how happy I am to see one of BCQ's players so heavily invested in the quest.

You have captured both moments perfectly. That moment where Prince was standing at the crossroads, when the demands of the Officer rank and his pacts with the Dark Father were taking their toll but before he really sold his soul. It's beautiful. And the moment of peace before the risky raid mission; Prince's music acting as a salve for Mask's agonizing existence and Saint watching on silently. Bad Hand was passed out to the side, so he likely wouldn't have been in the frame from the POV you've used. Absolutely fine, you've done a bang up job.

Work will be hectic for new for the next couple of days, so we likely won't see updates until Wednesday/Thursday. But you have inspired me to shift some things aside and dedicate a proper day session come this weekend. /qst/ has been slow enough that I don't think we have to worry about autosage before that.

Thank you, anon.

>>2764247
> disgruntled veterans of the Nuemunster Legions like Corporal ‘Jack’ Marcus
Time to change the opening

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>>2768704
And I don't even know if I'll be available myself this weekend, kek

Anyhow, it was my pleasure.

>>2765005
> Sign the transfer request. If LCPL ‘Joker’ Schuster wants out of the Kreigstrom, she’s out. She must have her reasons.

And write her a letter say she's always got a place in the 7th. We're a killing machine but we're still a brother in the Black Company damnit.

TEST

Live, below damn you, live!

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>”Clayton is a cunt. But the Kreigstrom can use that kind of brute.” You’re sure Bad Hand and yourself can handle him. [SGT Clayton, 7th Kriegstrom Platoon]
> Sign the transfer request. If LCPL ‘Joker’ Schuster wants out of the Kreigstrom, she’s out. She must have her reasons.

You're sad to see LCPL 'Joker' go, she's been with you since your first real command as a Corporal. You sign off on her form, and Clayton's admission into the 7th. You consider it a poor trade.

"Just... look, if she ever wants back in.... well, tell her that there's always a place for her here in the 7th."

"Sure thing, Lieutenant." LT Saint smiles, partly in understanding and partly because she and Schuster have always gotten along fine. They'll do fine. "Bad Hand was waiting for you out front, by the way. I’ll see you later before the concert, Supply Specialist Jale’s lodging. Bye, Prince!”

“Wait, what? Jale? Supply Specialist Jale? We actually took on that drugged up… Saint, wait! Below damn it…”

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A short time and some procrastinated paperwork later you hear voices ahead of you. After Black Company's command corp and the Captain's personal guard being decimated in the Highlander attack, the 7th have become the de-facto HQ guard. You and the 7th are the Captain's personal mailled fist. The voices come from Trooper Nissar Belhamun and Trooper 'Smiles' standing guard at the Manor entrance.

"Smiles, my friend, habibi, why this face is looking worry worry?" Trooper Nissar Belhamun, the mage-slave escaped from Kalgarri, tries to reassure his erstwhile companion Trooper 'Smiles' of some mild disagreement over tonight's festivities. "Is sagheer, very little small spell. What could be of the going wrong?"


"The last time you used this particular incantation, the second floor of the Puke Paladin Inn exploded." The hulking, scarred Wildborn warrior does not look worried to you, but you suppose his best friend Nissar has grown use to interpreting the subtle changes in the Wildborn's passive (and horrific) expression. "The odds of this occurring again as you perform one of your 'magik tricks' and tonight's musical social event are remarkably similar."

"Nissar would not be of the hurting you! Never Nissar be doing this! Nissar be careful this time! So careful!"

"Nissar, you are the single most unlikely person to intentionally bring me harm. Stand to!" The Wildborn grumbles, nodding at your approach in the hall. They snap to a parade-ground salute, drilled into them by the late CPL 'Jack' Marcus. Although perhaps the most oddball battle buddies in the Company, their discipline in the presence of superiors would pass any Neumunster muster.

"As you were, Troopers." You nod, pleased to see them. They are among your favourite minions, troublesome gambling and illicit-magik use aside. "Where is SGT Bad Hand?"

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[3/4]

"Yes, mighty Prince. The SGT Bad Man is doing the pass of water. He will be here in money fairy tea... Nissar nods emphatically, broad smile. He turns back to his friend Smiles. ”Yes, good. Nissar am trusting the worthy.”

”Indeed.” The Wildborn grumbles. ”I estimate the chances of you intentionally causing me harm against my wishes at 3%.”

”What this is?? 3% you say? Is low number, this I understand but..." Nissar mutters as they stand easy. He looks devastated, heartbroken that his fellow squaddie would list him as have any odds at all of turning on him. "You are sure it is no zero? I am swear I..."


"It would be zero if you didn't occasionally use magik when I am within a 6-metre radius of you." The massive grey skin warrior folds mighty arms and shifts to the side, making sure that Nissar cannot see his face as Trooper Smiles winks at you. You were not even aware that Wilborn even could wink.

"...Ah...Oh!"" Nissar looks perplexed for a moment, trying to figure this out. Then shouts in shock pointing in the air, then "Ah, ahah! Is not intentimal! I am meaning intestinal. So IS zero chance of the me of betraying you! AHAHA, nuktat kabira, habibi! Funny! Is very very funny!"

The only thing you find remotely funny about this exchange is the overreaction of Nissar to the attempt at a joke. As for the mighty Trooper Smiles, he does not laugh as Wildborn never laugh. But for once you are certain that the permanent smile plastered on intimidating creature is in fact genuine.

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>>2773259

[4/4]

"What are you lot giggling at?" SGT 'Bad Hand' queries, stepping out of a bit of cultivated shrubbery to the side doing up his belt. Nissar doesn't answer, too busy laughing at what he thinks is the greatest joke in the world. Or maybe just the first common-tongue joke he's understood. "Feh. Fine, be that way. Hey brother! How is all that paperwork treating ya?"

"Mmph." You grunt, knowing that your old comrade is just trying to get a rise out of you.

"Yeah I figured as much. Fek that Officer life, I get enough in this NCO gig. Never should have learnt how to read… Hey did you hear?" SGT 'Bad Hand' grins widely, wrapping his arm around as much of your shoulder as he can. ”About that platoon of Free Alliance soldiers that snuck into town after we defeated the highlanders?”

”The Captain did mention something yes, but I didn’t get too many details.”

”Yeah brother, it was fekking crazy! Crawled right up into the breach while you were flying into their camp and waited, lying down in with the corpses, until the cultists rezzed that pile of dead. Then, and I’m not joking, they pretended be undead themselves and just walked right into town. This Chevalisse Knight guy that was with them had some gimmick that meant the other dead didn’t detect them.”

”What was their plan?”

”Kill the Captain, they said. Then you, if they got that far.” Your old friend Bad Hand grins with yellow teeth, giving you a leery look. ”Or maybe they snuck in just to see how ugly you really are. You should charge admission, brother, haha!”

”I didn’t hear that part, SGT. Insane, they’d never have made it out alive.”

”That was the plan apparently, one last ditch effort to save the Empire. After the Big Guy showed up our boys captured them.” SGT Bad Hand sounds like he actually admires them. You suppose he’s always had a thing for crazy and suicidal ideas. Like bedding Superior Syka. ”I didn’t hear what happened to them afterwards. Did you?”

"Actually..."

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> "The Captain offered them a job." Your temple is throbbing at the inevitable security issues. [Black Company recruits heavily from Free Alliance diehards] Some of the best, those that survived anyway. But not all adore their new life in exile.

> "The Captain turned them over to the Necromancer." He was especially interested in that trinket. [Black Company gets a significant detachment of Undead Revenants] Like Mask, they are programmed to obey the Company Officers

>>2773261
>> "The Captain offered them a job." Your temple is throbbing at the inevitable security issues. [Black Company recruits heavily from Free Alliance diehards]

Like it or not. Their best chance for survival. And we need soldiers. Not walking corpses.

>>2773261
> "The Captain offered them a job." Your temple is throbbing at the inevitable security issues. [Black Company recruits heavily from Free Alliance diehards]

I like to think the captain is quite done with the whole undead thing

First during the siege (rezzing the dead) and then Prince with his trasformation ( the order was ti stay alive dammit, not not-dead!)

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> "The Captain offered them a job." Your temple is throbbing at the inevitable security issues. [Black Company recruits heavily from Free Alliance diehards]

On one hand it's a pittance of redemption for what the necromancer is doing to neumunster and the FA and in combat they won't drop dead when we fight holy/unholy powers but on the flipside that security issue may well be an issue and they are mortal with all that entails.

Also nasir remains the most amusing Kriegstrom pvt.

>>2773267
We are alive..... however a abomination quantifies as though I think is debated

Also. I like their guts.

Its one thing to assault a enemy base camp as a force of nature. Another as plain old flesh and blood. If they survive, they'll do well.

>>2773270
Black company is really turning into something strange isn't it

>Vampires for black ops night raids/recon
>a Dragon for air support/recconaisance/shock and awe
>all many of oddities from all over, heroes and villians both living and dead, would be heroes, rapists and pillagers, saints and madmen

Any follow up to this quest would be hell of an interesting thing

>>2773261
> "The Captain offered them a job." Your temple is throbbing at the inevitable security issues. [Black Company recruits heavily from Free Alliance diehards]

>>2773261
> "The Captain offered them a job." Your temple is throbbing at the inevitable security issues. [Black Company recruits heavily from Free Alliance diehards]

>>2773261
>> "The Captain offered them a job." Your temple is throbbing at the inevitable security issues. [Black Company recruits heavily from Free Alliance diehards] Some of the best, those that survived anyway. But not all adore their new life in exile.

>>2773261
> "The Captain turned them over to the Necromancer." He was especially interested in that trinket. [Black Company gets a significant detachment of Undead Revenants]

>>2773261
>> "The Captain offered them a job." Your temple is throbbing at the inevitable security issues. [Black Company recruits heavily from Free Alliance diehards]

>>2773261
> "The Captain offered them a job." Your temple is throbbing at the inevitable security issues. [Black Company recruits heavily from Free Alliance diehards]
Did someone say fresh meat for the grinder?

>>2773261
>> "The Captain offered them a job." Your temple is throbbing at the inevitable security issues. [Black Company recruits heavily from Free Alliance diehards] Some of the best, those that survived anyway. But not all adore their new life in exile.

>>2773261
> "The Captain offered them a job." Your temple is throbbing at the inevitable security issues. [Black Company recruits heavily from Free Alliance diehards]
I think the company has had enough of zombies for quite a while... aside from Mask of course

>>2773261
>> "The Captain offered them a job." Your temple is throbbing at the inevitable security issues. [Black Company recruits heavily from Free Alliance diehards]

I will never not choose the unhinged option in this quest.

>>2773261
>> "The Captain offered them a job." Your temple is throbbing at the inevitable security issues. [Black Company recruits heavily from Free Alliance diehards]

This amuses me

>>2773261
>"The Captain turned them over to the Necromancer." He was especially interested in that trinket. [Black Company gets a significant detachment of Undead Revenants]
More mask is good.

>>2773261
>> "The Captain offered them a job." Your temple is throbbing at the inevitable security issues.

>>2773420
Pretty much i mean some zombros are cool but too much and its something eils

>>2773261
> "The Captain offered them a job." Your temple is throbbing at the inevitable security issues. [Black Company recruits heavily from Free Alliance diehards]

I understand why people be voting this way but hear my out.

Revenant Black Company theme music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=neQhZGvpd0I

>>2773261
Yeah, a job is better. I’m also done with this undead shit.

>>2773261
> "The Captain turned them over to the Necromancer." He was especially interested in that trinket. [Black Company gets a significant detachment of Undead Revenants]

>>2773261
> "The Captain turned them over to the Necromancer." He was especially interested in that trinket. [Black Company gets a significant detachment of Undead Revenants]

They killed Kid. And Revenants are more useful for us, and also we can't kill them twice.

>>2775503
I don't hold out much hope.

People want to play Muh Shining Knight quest ASAP because they're burnt out on dark deals.

Ironically Prince is more of a softy now than he was before his apotheosis.

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>>2775503
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ClQcUyhoxTg

>>2775611
>Ironically Prince is more of a softy now than he was before his apotheosis.
Is he? Prince has typically chosen his softy options when directly dealing with his brothers and sisters in black. I think we have well established that Prince gives on average 1/10 feks for anyone outside of it.

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”Captain offered them a job then and there.” You growl as you walk beside SGT Bad Hand down the hill from the manor to the Kresden courtyard. Easier enough for her, it’s you that will be the one having to protect her and the Company against any of the new recruits stupid enough to hold on to a grudge. You resist the urge to try and massage your temples through your Blackthorn helm. Although no one has had the stones to say it outright, your brothers and sisters are clearly more comfortable with your intimidating armour than your disfigured face.

”Haha nice! I’ll be well glad to have some hard cunts on board. I’ve had my gut-full of spooky skeletons. No offence to Mask!” SGT Bad Hand’s barking laughter echoes in the quiet streets. He leans in conspiratorially, with a hoarse whisper. ”Say brother… how bad is it under that scary helm of yours? I’ve heard rumours but…”

You lift your helmet up, giving him a quick look.

”Dark Father fek me!” Your closest comrade and friend physically recoils. ”Brother… that has got to suck…”

”It’s the price I had to pay. But to not even be able to shave…”

”Fek that, brother!” Bad Hand stares at you aghast, amazed that is what you’re worried about. ”I’m so sorry Prince but… well, those whores at the Harpy’s Nest are definitely going to be charging you double price now!”

You roll your eyes as you readjust your helm. They say that you can choose your friends but you can’t choose your family. SGT Bad Hand just happens to be both.

[1/3]

>>2775633
Yeah, but are these guys REALLY Black Company, or just taking their only chance to escape.

We would have known with the revenants.

>>2775633
> Is he?

From the people saying they want to play the exact opposite, and voting that way, I would say YES.

>>2775636
>>2775633
Also this.

Hold up, back in 1 hour. My apologies

>>2775641
> Eagerly awaiting.

>>2775633
>bad hand doesn't show a minor fuck

best friend!

>>2775670
>”Dark Father fek me!” Your closest comrade and friend physically recoils.
How is that "not showing a minor fuck"?

>>2775671
he didn't reactas badly as Kiranova which y'know was kinda dramatic

>>2775673
Yeah, but I'm also about 98% sure that bad hand never wanted to fuck us.
Maybe 90. or 80.

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There is a lot of activity in the Kresden main courtyard. The black of the company dominates the scene, though there are scatterings of skeletons, cultists and a few Yellow Dogs. CPL Hirstun of Ligh sits with his new ‘Dozen’; his few aged veterans, the new Skald recruits, as well as Knight-of-the-Line ‘Spitfire’ Spicario and the wolfman Trooper ‘Pelt’.

The Skald Trooper Hans Rusti salutes you with a bloody two-handed axe at your approach. ”Ja, det erBlack Prince! Honnor!”

”Get that axe clean before the blood dries, Trooper.” You nod as you pass, indicating for the men to stand at ease.

”Ja Kommandor! Forst Kresden, deretter videre til Valkenheim!” The grinning Skald nods. Evidently, he can understand common as well as Nissar, even if he’s not inclined to speak much of it.

”To the 7th Kreigstrom!” CPL Hirstun of Ligh shouts, clutching a captured Neumunster Legio eagle. You wonder where the other one got to. ”The hardest fekkers in all the land!”

”HOH!” The squaddies cheer, raising their weapons.

”Madre abbi pietà. Pelt! Stop picking at it!” The Sabari musketeer ‘Spitfire’ Spicario admonishes the Grenn as he literally licks his wound.

The white-maned wolfman looks like he’s been hacked at by a butcher, the Doc had to put him back together several times during this siege. It looks like Doc had to put some sort of neck-brace on the creature to stop them reopening the wounds.

”Don’t snap at me, weakling southern-flesh! I’ll gnaw the flesh from your…” Only you can understand the feral snarls of the beast, but Spitfire gets the picture.

”Don’t you growl at me, cucciolo. Aw, poor bambino... Come here you fluffy little…”

“Oh, it is pet time? Pet time isn’t so bad…” The Grenn’s growling subsides into contented grumbles as his tongue lolls out.

Sometimes you have to stop and wonder at how bizarre this organisation is.

[2/3]

>>2775675
Bad hand is legit one of the single most crazy fuckers we've seen this quest that wasn't in a death cult or hopped up on magical juice.

I mean who the fuck even tries to fuck Cyka anyway?

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>>2775678
>image for Pelt

Hey, at least Bad Hand's main concern was getting Prince laid.

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[3/3]

There’s a long line of would-be recruits in front of the Annalist’s desks. He takes their name one-by-one, so long as they’re vouched for by another member of the Company. ’We don’t take just anyone.’ What a fekking joke. Some of these Tassenland boys signing up are as young as… well you, when you first said the said the words. A fair few are younger still.

”What?” LCPL ‘Murder’ Meriam squints at you and Bad Hand suspiciously, her tweaking of the odd Albani aux violin-like contraption momentarily interrupted. ”I mean… what, sir?”

You give a vague gesture towards Bad Hand, not sure what the madman is up to. He kicks up a foot on the crate next to Murder, a particularly devilish grin. He nods over his shoulder at the line of recruits.

”You see that wanna-be Company boy there? The one standing in line with no one to vouch for him?” Murder nods, following SGT Bad Hand’s sly gaze. ”Yeah, that’s right. The blondie.”

”Mhmm. Cute, but typical mamma’s boy haircut and shitty armour. What about him?”

”I hear that this little mamma’s boy…” You can practically sense the barely suppressed glee from the SGT as he leans in even closer. ”…is Chevalisse.”

”Hold this.” You almost drop the damn Albani music device as Murder shoves it into your grasp.

”Hang on…” You grumble, struggling with the instrument, but she’s already halfway over there. ”Sergeant! What the Below do you think you’re playing at, starting this shit?”

”Oh I don’t start shit, brother.” Bad Hand chuckles, twirling his unkempt mustache. ”I just stir the pot…”

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> Well, they’re not technically Company yet. Let the hazing begin. You just hope it’s not lethal. [Experience + Clever]

>Intervene before LCPL ‘Murder’ literally commits murder in front of a crowd of witnesses. [Elite + Courage]

>>2775699
>Intervene before LCPL ‘Murder’ literally commits murder in front of a crowd of witnesses. [Elite + Courage]

Only WE get to commit murder.

Add on

> Let's begin the hazing ourself

Make him our new bannerman. The anti-kid. Orphan killing once again!

>>2775699
>> Well, they’re not technically Company yet. Let the hazing begin. You just hope it’s not lethal. [Experience + Clever]

>>2775699
> Well, they’re not technically Company yet. Let the hazing begin. You just hope it’s not lethal. [Experience + Clever]

>>2775699
>>2775703
Dropped my wifi for a moment there!

>>2775699
>> Well, they’re not technically Company yet. Let the hazing begin. You just hope it’s not lethal. [Experience + Clever]

No killing would be members, scarring, blooding, general Hazing is more acceptable

>>2775699
>Well, they’re not technically Company yet. Let the hazing begin. You just hope it’s not lethal. [Experience + Clever]

>>2775699
>>Intervene before LCPL ‘Murder’ literally commits murder in front of a crowd of witnesses. [Elite + Courage]
If the bitch just murders newcomers then they'll be discouraged. They're already discouraged enough as it is

>>2775699

ASGORA better be in that fucking line to sign up. No bullshit, give him a command of like 10 men or something to sweeten the pot.

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>>2775699

Also, give a speech to the new recruits.

Recruits, Chevalise, Neumensters, lend me your ears;
I come to bury children not to save them.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with This Black Company. The noble Neumensters
Hath told you we are feckless mercenaries:
And it is so, and it is a grievous insult,
And grievously hath we answer’d it.
Here, under leave of Chevalise and the rest–
For Chevalise are honourable men;
So are they all, all honourable men–
Come I to speak here in this Recruitment Square.
We are all brothers, faithful and just to each other:
But Neumensters say that we are feckless mercenaries;
And they are honourable men.
They, in their unjust wars hath brought many lands under their banners
And many in their ransoms did the general coffers fill:
Did this these Feckless Mercenaries also do?
When that the orphans have died, Company hath wept:
The Company should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Neumensters say we are feckless mercenaries;
And Neumensters are all honourable man.
You all did see that on the Ghastly night
I thrice thwarted the Vampires their blood due,
And thrice were they subjugated: was this dishonorable?
Yet Neumensters say we are feckless mercenaries;
And Neumensters are all honourable man.
I speak not to disprove what they have spoken,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You will all come to love this Company, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then, to join.
O judgment! thou were once wedded to Nobler beasts,
And men will once again find their reason. Bear with me;
I have sacrificed blood and youth, friends and soul for this Company,
And I must pause till i find another amongst you to swell our ranks.

>>2775838
dafuq this doesn't sound like prince at all

>>2775838
First off holy shit nigga do you expect me to read all of that? second of all, this doesnt even remotly sound like Black company quest at all.

go back to the Free alliance ya pansy

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>>2775873

Alright, maybe something like this?

Domestic fury and fierce civil strife
We have all brought to the lands of Neumenster.
Blood and destruction have been so in use,
And dreadful objects so familiar,
That mothers had but smiled when they beheld
Their infants quartered with the hands of war,
All pity choked with custom of fell deeds,
And Our spirit, ranging for revenge,
With the Father by our side came hot from hell,
Have in these lands with a murderous voice yelled
“Havoc!” and let slip the dogs of war,
That this foul deed wafts above the earth
With carrion men, dead and groaning for burial.

>>2775916

Its a bit shorter, and I think goes well with the BC theme. Wanted to dress it up a little for the annals.

>>2775916
How about Prince stays away from becoming a poet

>>2775916
yeah no, prince is no poet and doesn't do poetry

seriously leave it to whats left of the FA to do poetry

>>2775699
>Intervene before LCPL ‘Murder’ literally commits murder in front of a crowd of witnesses. [Elite + Courage]

>>2775699
Also I vote for no speech.

Or something short like how we walked away from the necromancer alive, the Free Alliance didn't, so if they want to live then they should come with us.

The Black Company gets paid to win and walk away, dying is just an unfortunate side effect of fucking that up.

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Maybe we should send them a letter mocking them after the battle, in their own poetic prose?

We are glad the Neumenster's are so pleasant with us.
This gift of landand your pains we thank you for.
When we have marched further into your lands,
We will in the Capital, try our hands at games
And shall strike the Empire's crown into the hazard.
You hath made a match with such a wrangler
That all the courts of the Chevalise will be disturbed
With chases. And we understand you well,
How you comes o'er us with our wilder days,
Not measuring what use we made of them.

Is it just me or are google image search results fucking garbage? Took me forever to find the fall of Carthage that wasn't Rome: Total war?

>>2775935
put down the quil, bad hand

>>2775699
> Well, they’re not technically Company yet. Let the hazing begin. You just hope it’s not lethal. [Experience + Clever]

I'm midly curious to see what's going to happen. It would be hilarious if Meriam makes the kid his bitch-boy, I admit.

>>2775940
>>2775684
Bad Hand just wants to get Prince laid.

>>2775699
> Well, they’re not technically Company yet. Let the hazing begin. You just hope it’s not lethal. [Experience + Clever]
As long as she doesn't kill him or do something that will stop him from fighting she can play

>>2775993
We should make a bet with bad hand on what shes going to do to the lad

>>2775699
>write in
Fekking Bad-Hand... Follow her, they are not company members, but thay are LITERALLY in queue to sign. This is going to get ugly real fast, and while you don't give a damn about them yet, you really don't need to get LCPL Murder flogged because she started a fight.
And if she can't reign in her fekking temper with possible recruits, what happens when they are effectually brothers? Surely the boy is not the only chevalisse in the group.
Stop her and explain. Pull rank, whatever. Maybe she'll hate you, but she's not the first, nor will be the last

>>2776407
I would have no trouble with the fight on its own, but if it de-evolve into something serious, it won't be worth it.

>>2776411
fek, devolves, not whatever I have written.

>>2775699
>Intervene before LCPL ‘Murder’ literally commits murder in front of a crowd of witnesses. [Elite + Courage]

>>2776407
Nigga dafuq. Your write in is exactly the same as the "intervene" prompt except you also ramble some bullshit in addition to it

>>2776414
You mean De-escalate?

I fell behind on following this guest prior to getting a new apartment months to go, great to see it's still going and I'm gonna go through the backlog as soon as I can. So glad you're still writing, Forgotten.

>>2777217
You’re in for a rough one anon

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>>2777217
pic related
It's what you'll need by the end of catching up.

>>2775699
>Well, they’re not technically Company yet. Let the hazing begin. You just hope it’s not lethal. [Experience + Clever]
Even if he did join it would happen eventually...

>>2775699
WAIT.

We should let it happen and use that as an excuse to order Bad Hand to finish the paperwork while we handle this.

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Other kids got to read Dr. Suess for bedtime stories. My father would read Shakespeare. Thank you for the fond memories, walltext-anon.

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[1/3]

[1/3]

”Name and Rank?” The Annalist says, wearing his spectacles for once.

Technically anyone vouching for a new recruit can grant them a rank below their own when signing up, pending the Captain’s approval. The paperwork for which inevitably trickles down to her Lieutenant’s like yourself. The scruffy, redhaired Skald LCPL Lerrek Jurgensen is at the front of the line, a Tassenland kid in tow.

”Est ‘Troopah’…” The Skald says, scratching his wild beard. ”Est…Linger.”

”Lederlingen.” The young Tassenland conscript says. Most of these Tassenland boys were as soft as milk before the siege. At some places on the wall they sustained 90% casualties. Some of them broke, gone battle-mad, while others hardened. He repeats himself. ”Timothy Lederlingen.”

The Skald nods in approval. ”Ja, wot I sed. Linger.”

”Welcome to the Black Company, Trooper Linger.” The Annalist taps at the bottom of the form. ”Sign here.”

”It’s not…” . Judging from the boy’s cold eyes and cool expression, he is one of the ones that hardened. He shrugs, then signs. ”Fine. Linger works.”

Sometimes it takes a while for nicknames to catch on. Sometimes it happens right away.

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[2/3]

”Hey you.” LCPL Murder sidles up to the blonde recruit with the mamma’s boy haircut. The kind that a fresh-faced Chevalisse squire or paladin-in-training might wear. ”I heard you was Chevalisse.”

”I got a reputation, you’ll hear it if you ask around. Want to know what it is?” She leans in close, breathing against the nervous lad’s cheek. ”I got me a reputation… for killing Chevalisse.”

”H-holy Mother preserve us without sin…” The boy grimaces, paying close attention to the knife planted softly between his breeches.
”Yeah, pray away. Just like the rest of the damn god-botherers.” LCPL Murder grins wickedly. The last time you saw her smile like that was two days ago. She was elbows deep in a screaming Paladin on the ramparts. “I hate the Below damned Chev-pigs so much… why, sometimes I just can’t help myself.”

You’re on the verb of intervening before that knife cuts something that can’t be uncut, when LCPL Murder blows the lad a kiss and removes the knife.

”Why don’t we get you signed up quickly now?” She slaps him on the back, hard. ”That way, you won’t be Chevalisse no more. You’ll be Black Company.”