>>3099245

> An artificial spirit, made by a god who's unknown to you.

> A spear

Incoming Rank E Luck

>>3099245
Agent of chaos, mischief and tricks trap in item as punishment from gods
Old coin on a twine

>>3099245
>> A spirit of a great hero, your feats told as legends, and now, stories.

> A spear

>>3099245
>Other
A capricious and wild spirit, bound long ago by the treachery of men.

> An amulet

>>3099245
> Other
You were just a NEET that was finnaly getting out of home after playing the most recent game and got hit by a trunk and you woke up here.

> A spear

>>3099245
> An artificial spirit, made by a god who's unknown to you.

>A Shield

>>3099245
>An artificial spirit, made by a god who's unknown to you.
>A gun
A legacy of a time long forgotten, where Mankind rode upon the skies with lightning, before their reach exceeded their grasp.

>>3099284
I will change my vote
Isekai weapon GO!

>>3099284
Seconding Isekai Spear Quest.

>>3099284
This

>>3099266
>Great hero

>>3099259
>>3099286
>>3099292
>Artificial

>>3099274
>Wild spirit

>>3099284
>>3099293
>>3099300
>>3099310
>NEET

And

>>3099259
>>3099266
>>3099284
>>3099293
>>3099300
>>3099310
>Spear

>>3099274
>Amulet

>>3099286
>Shield

>>3099292
>Gun

Going to wait for more votes, just to be sure.

>>3099284
+1

Neet & Spear

>>3099314
Changing mine to Artificial from Wild spirit.

>>3099284
>>3099293
>>3099300
>>3099310
>>3099320

From out of nowhere, memories of your past life floods your consciousness, a headache following after. You were a NEET that finally decided to visit the world outside your apartment door after playing the most recent game that just came out. Sadly, and perhaps comically, it was actually the worst decision, a truck crashing into you at a top speed. Pain wasn't felt during the whole ordeal, but that's a minor problem, as you find yourself upon a pedestal inside an old dungeon.

Inspecting yourself in a more detailed manner, you notice that you're form isn't a human's. You've turned into a spear!

A singular glass eye from which you see out of is built right under the spear blade, the materials worked into a crimson hue. You're new look is quite foreboding, right out of a demon's arsenal to put it simply, resembling a dangerous rose. The blade itself is quite thorny, with markings that look too much like blood vessels, going up and down your form.

> Try moving
> Try speaking
> Do nothing and contemplate the reason for being here
> Other

>>3099394
> Do nothing and contemplate the reason for being here
Spears don't simply appear out of nowhere. Do they? Maybe they do, and you just never knew. Still, have a look around and see if you can get an idea of where your current form may have originated from.

>>3099394
>Other: Try not to freak out but end up freaking out. You just got turned into a spear!!!

Then after calming down.

>Try to look around you for information. Maybe see if you are in a vault, a arsenal or something.

>Observe your surroundings then contemplate the reason for being here

>>3099394
>> Do nothing and contemplate the reason for being here

>>3099423
+1

>>3099415
>>3099421
>>3099423
>>3099463
>>3099465

Quickly does your mind resort to panic.

< What?-- How? Spears don't simply appear out of nowhere! They definitely do not! H-How did I become this way?! >

Eventually, after letting out the raging confusion that was born from this strange phenomenon, you regain some amount of peace. Still, the fact stands, whatever has happened is not natural by a long shot.

Your singular eye rotates around, scanning the area that surrounds you. You're presently in a empty hall, a wide staircase leading up to a stage from where your pedestal stands. Behind you is a skeleton of man, tied up against a rock with a sword and shield in each hand, mysterious symbols encircling the structure. If you strain your sight just enough, you could see a chariot a ways from the skeleton. You try to move but it was impossible to do so, mainly because your form lacks the autonomy of a living organism, your being contradicting that sense.

> Try speaking
> Wait for anything to occur
> Other

>>3099493
> Try speaking

>>3099493
> Try speaking

>>3099509
>>3099518

>Roll 1d100
> Best of 3

Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>3099537

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>3099537
Watch this 1

Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>3099537

>>3099544
>>3099547
>>3099574
>80

"Hello?! Can someone hear me?!" you shout, your echo traveling down the long corridor.

No one answers your call after a solid minute or two. At least you have the ability to speak, right? The thought of a forced silence would drive you crazy, and you already have the crippling loneliness that is this dungeon to being with. The need to move is absent too, or rather, the sense of touch is absent. Only your heart's rhythmic beating remains organic, and you don't even know if that's just an illusion.

---

Gradually, minutes turned to hours, and hours turned to days. The loneliness that has been with you from the very start becomes overwhelming. Never did you thought that such feeling would be a pest for you, the loneliness from a NEET lifestyle different from the loneliness right now. It casts a gloomy shadow over you, but you can't help but be desensitized to occur any reaction, remaining with the hovering consciousness inside your nonexisting chest.

At times, you would try to wiggle, only proving further that the ability of movement is far from your reach. And at times, you would call out again, for a chance that someone will come to inspect the voice that comes from this dungeon's hall.

But it changes when you finally hear the angry yells of men, and the patter of delicate feet. It woke you up from sleep, your eye swiveling to the direction of the sounds, the only direction that's down the giant corridor.

> Call out
> Stay quiet
> Other

>>3099611
> Call out

>>3099611
> Call out

>>3099611
> Call out

>>3099637
>>3099669
>>3099677

You call out again in haste, "Anyone?! Where are you?!"

There was no reply that answered, but instead, you could hear the rapid sound of footsteps growing louder towards your direction. Following after him or her are the barks of men, clearly infuriated by the speed of the person they're chasing. Anticipation takes place once you have been recognized, scanning the area twice as fast for any figure, expectations raising themselves sky high.

Then, at the far distance where vision barely cuts off, is a dark-haired girl of what looks to be fifteen years. The soles of her shoes are muddied, black burns tainting her simple tunic that brings the smell of fire to you. Her panting becomes ragged as she snaps her head to and fro, looking for the voice that she heard, your voice.

The girl runs to your way after finding things futile, the only place for refuge as the entrance she came from is occupied by the men who are chasing her. Like how a child cowers in fear from the monsters in the closet, she hides behind the pedestal that you're placed upon, ignorant to your presence. Thereafter, men of barbaric proper, fitting of the word brigands, come, searching for such personage.

> Stay quiet
> Communicate with the girl
> Other

>>3099611
> Call out

>>3099716
> Communicate with the girl

Shit its a girl! Try not to spill too much spaguetti

>>3099722
Of course, try to do it quietly enough as to not give her position away

>>3099725
this if we can do it quietly

stay quiet otherwise

>>3099716
> Other "Play up as the spooky demon who will curse anyone that gets inside the tomb and try to scare then away."

>>3099722
>>3099725
>>3099727

Quietly you speak to her, "Hey, girl, what's happening?"

"Huh?" she said, looking around again. "That voice again?..."

"Up here, wait, don't, you'll be seen. Anyways, I'll ask again, what's happening?"

As confused as she is, coping with the fact that she's possibly talking to no one, the girl answers. "Bandits, brigands, they came to the village and, and--" She stops herself, one of the men shouting to the others. A tears drifts down her cheek with trembling eyes.

"Where's the gal?! The young ones fetch a high price in the kingdom over!"

"She went in here, idiot! Shut up and keep searching. There's no way that she has escaped!"

> Tell her to keep hiding
> Try to scare away the brigands
> Other

>>3099742
This

>>3099779
> Try to scare away the brigands

>>3099779
>> Try to scare away the brigands

>>3099790
>>3099801

>Roll 1d100

Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>3099817

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>3099817

>>3099825
kek, I hope we are somewhat magical to help the girl fight this guys

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>3099817

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>3099817
Dice dice dice

>>3099838
TAKE THAT FUCKERS!!! WE SCARY AS FUCK!!

>>3099838
Witnessed!

>>3099821
>>3099825
>>3099838
>100

A black aura radiates from your form, grabbing the attention of all three brigands within the corridor. The loneliness is now long gone, replaced with a malevolent instinct that is certainly from the spear itself, not you. By either coincidence, or other forces, the surrounding light becomes dim, your display now more pronounced.

"Who dares step in my chamber? Three mortal fools of the earth that can be easily broken as a branch? Three mortals of salt and sand that stand before me, puzzled?"

The shock from your sudden announcement and vile disposition makes the brigands freeze in place, and by consequence, the girl hiding behind the pedestal.

"The hell? Who are you?" said one of the three, grinding his teeth, searching around himself in circles.

Your voice changes to a rougher tone, silencing them again, "I have no reason to tell you, useless sack of flesh! My body is nowhere for you to see, as by doing so, it will only waste the precious time I have! Can you harm what is is invisible? Can you do such? Unless you have some kind of magic that let you does so, I can only see you on the dirtied ground, dead."

You seem to have provoked the men, but they stand their ground out of hesitation. After all, what you said amounts to some truth.

"Don't fuck with us! Think tricks will help you?" One of the brigands throw a torch to the side, letting the moss and leaves go up in flames. Swiftly, the fire then spreads until the right wall is burning bright. "Come out! Doing so will give ya a painless death! Unless you want to be burnt alive like a witch!"

The black aura grows intense, condensing into a thick mist which mixes in a dark shade of red, sprawling across the floor until it envelops the feet of both the men and the girl's. It's heavy enough to feel like a liquid, putting out the fire that reaches to the ground, excluding the spread that's higher up. The brigands could easily exit the whole place by going back from where they came, but refuse to do so, as the alarm you have caused keeps them locked to the ground.

And, to be honest, the whole act is tiring, not that you have any sense of exhaustion.

> Make the mist stronger until they leave
> Threaten them more
> Ask the girl to throw you
> Other

> Make the mist stronger until they leave

>>3099896
> Make the mist stronger until they leave

Quietly tell the girl to not be afraid and stay, we need legs to take us out of the chamber

>>3099896
>> Threaten them more

>>3099896
> Make the mist stronger until they leave

increasing the mist will make it hard for then to find her anyway.

>>3099900
>>3099912
>>3099960

The red mist grows in volume, filling the floor until the brigands' knees are obscured, the girl's head just above.

"Guys, let's just get out of here!" one said, shuffling towards the entry way.

The remaining two followed suit, and soon, all three of them are gone.

Accomplishing what you needed to do, the mist subsides as fast as it came, your mind returning back to your usual nature. For good measure, you tell the girl to stay for a while. You don't know if they have the patience to wait for her, but there's surely a chance that they will.

---

The day moved on in silence, accompanying one another while the sky cycles past noon. In the corner, a ways from the broken chariot, is the girl, her knees tucked under her arms as she waits for your voice. She still doesn't know that it came from the spear in front of her, or perhaps, she does, and is unsure what to think. Saying it out loud to other people will make her out to be crazy, and presuming that her village is gone, people will have more of a reason to think so.

Through all of this, you haven't moved one bit. Maybe she'll take you if you ask of her, well, politely enough. She wouldn't want to bring a weapon that looks like it could curse her.

Finding that now's the right time, you speak to her again. "You, girl, are you alright?"

Like her previous response, she shifts her head back and forth to look for the source of your voice. Her hair flings itself wildly, ebony black in color and roughly cared for due to the lifestyle of a common villager.

"Over here, the pedestal," beckoning her.

She gets up, dusting her lap before meeting your form, centered within a stone plate. Her eyes connects to yours, gasping in reaction.

"No, no, no, wait! Ain't gonna harm you, nor am I harmful... I think. Anyway, I'm the voice!"

"Y-You are?... No type of weapon can talk like that!"

"That's obvious for the both of us."

The girl becomes silent for a moment, contemplating what to say next . "What was that weird mist from before?-- Who are you?"

"Just knew I could do that just now when the situation called for it. Helped you in the end didn't it?" The girl stares at you blankly, nodding her head, "As for my name, I'm..."

Catching your tongue, you realized that you don't remember your name. It's there in your memories but you can't recall it.

> Make up an excuse
> Call yourself something else
> Other

>>3100055
>You are Michael the mad make up some kind of bullshit story to make you sound cool and epic!

>>3100055
> Call yourself something else
> Other: "Gae Bolg"

Or maybe some other spear from the games we played before. Surely there is no way the name of the magical weapons from out world could be something here...

>>3100099
Don't forget to make a bullshit story to make us look cool and epicly manly!

>>3100111
Of course we should always go for a bullshit history.

Also apparently King Arthur had a spear according to British tradition.

>>3100099
>>3100111

You think fast, picking up a fancy name on the fly.

"G-Gae Bolg!"

The girl tilts her head, "Gae Bolg?"

"Y-Yes! The crimson spear, once used by a hero of the past whose name is forgotten! I'm legendary, and you being here is fortune on its own. Many does not know the stories that goes about me, and I expect that existing ones are now told to children. Such are the effects of time. And, for a very long while now, I've been kept in this dungeon up until this point."

The girl's eyes lit up, "That's amazing!"

"Mhmm~! It is!" keeping up the act.

> Ask her to take you
> Continue fabricating your legendary past
> Other

>>3100437
>Ask her to take you

>>3100470
>>3100437
I will change my vote:

> Ask her to take you

>>3100495
>>3100571

"If you would, take me with you," you said, surprising the girl. "I think it's time for me to be in the hands of someone else."

"But I can't take you like that! It would be, how do I say it, weird? Weird for a girl to have such a weapon."

"Think of it as granting me a favor," you reasoned. "I helped you from those bandits, and in return, take me as your possession."

It took a while to break through the humbleness of the girl, but she relented, grabbing onto your form and carrying you between her arms.

"I haven't said my name did I?" she mentioned.

"No, I don't think so."

"Well, I'm Valerie. Is it okay if I call you Gaia instead?"

"Call me as you wish. But don't forget my true name!"


With you in her arms Valerie traversed the dungeon, arriving at the surface soon after. A giant cavity that dug into the air is the entrance of your origin, leading to a lush forest where the smell of smoke wafted through the air. Valerie caught the scent as well, rushing to where her village is, or, was.

Toppled houses, mounds of ash, and bloody bodies devoid of life is all that's left. Disregarding the loss of others, Valerie ran to her own home in the hopes that her father is okay, only to find another blackened pile. Unable to bear the sight she forgets you, dropping your body down to the ground and sifting through the ash and rubble. You could only watch yourself, strangely confused more than anything. The picture doesn't strike a sad chord with you in comparison to the digging Valerie.

> Tell her to stop and find something that could help her
> Just watch
> Other

>>3100745
>Tell her to stop and find something that could help her

>>3100745

> Tell her to stop and find something that could help her

Other: "Keep ourself vigilante never knows if the three brigards or someone/something else might appear."

>>3100745
> Just watch

Give her some time

>>3100782
>>3100789

"I don't think that's going to be of any use, girl. The damage has been done and you've been doing this for a while."

"But Father might be still alive!"

You push yourself to say more, "I'm pretty sure that no man could survive under that rubble, and by the looks of it, everyone has been killed. I've also noticed the lack of... children."

Valerie stares off behind her, scanning the closest corpses to find your statement true, eyes phasing in and out of denial. Her hands are full of ash themselves, stained grey after grabbing and throwing huge clumps of soot, trembling.

"But what am I going to do?" she mumbled. "I've lived here my whole life, what am I going to do then?"

"... We can talk about that later. Like I said before, find something that could help you. Tools, money, food even, items you can bring along since it's already the afternoon from the looks of it," staring at the sky.

Glancing back to the crude grave of her father, Valeria reluctantly heeds your words, picking you up off the ground and walking towards the other sites of debris. She doesn't shed a tear, but you can feel her shake, taking a few steps at a time in the hopes that this was a dream. It isn't though, and that's the reality that this girl refuses to believe, yielding to the thought after seeing too much of the sight.

She begins to search, displacing wooden logs that are too heavy for a girl of her stature, and dragging bodies to the side to her dismay. Periodically, Valeria would collapse, getting back up after encouraging her to carry on, despite being bad at words yourself. She voiced her concerns and worries about taking from the dead, feeling wrong from doing so. But she understands why she must, continuing on.

"I'm sure that these people won't mind!" trying to cheer her up, "After all, wouldn't they want you to live on? From what is sounds, everyone was pretty friendly to you."

"I understand where you're coming from but it doesn't make things better. Do I not look like a thief? What if someone mistakes me for one? It's all..." Valerie quiets done, her sentence unfinished.

"No one would mistake you for a thief, and if you were, you wouldn't look like one." The girl doesn't replay.

> Roll 1d100

Rolled 95 (1d100)

Rolled 95 (1d100)

Dang. This is all kinds of bad. Gotta make sure she doesn't end up with some serious psychological issues because of all of this, but a former NEET turned sentient weapon isn't really the best for the job.

There's no way her parents wouldn't want her to live though, and I doubt the other townspeople would have anything against it either. Someone has to remember them.

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>3101550

>>3101553
>>3101566
Doubles!!

>>3101566
Agreed.

We have to stop being so chipper about it, give her some mourning tine when we are away from here.

>>3101923
>We have to stop being so chipper about it, give her some mourning tine when we are away from here.
Yes once she's safe we need to remind her that tears and mourning are natural. Girl needs some catharsis badly.
Also encourage her to go hunting brigands to save the other kids y/n?

>>3102111
N becaus3 even if she has us she is just a village kid and as easy as it's to use a spear they easily outnumber her.

>>3102111
if we can grant her some skills or if we can handle fighting I say Y

>>3102191
Yeah, we're Gae Bolg, the spear that pierces with death!
We have no idea what we can actually do.

>>3101553
>>3101566
>>3101578
>95

Valerie was successful in her search, obtaining a small bag of coins from a buried body, dusty clothes that are in a way more healthier condition than her current wear, a small knife, and an empty waterskin.

She checks the small pouch of coins first above everything else. "There's not much, just a few silvers and one gold piece."

"Tell me about your country's currency," you requested. "I do not know what value your coins hold."

"From what my parents told me, thirty copper coins are one silver, and a hundred and fifty silvers are one gold. There's platinum but I don't now the exact exchange," Valerie explained.

> Tell her to find a stream to fill up the waterskin
> Tell her to find some food
> Tell her to find a nearby town or city
> Other

>>3102359
>> Tell her to find a stream to fill up the waterskin

water first, ask her if she knows what fruits to eat and which ones not to

>>3102359
> Tell her to find a stream to fill up the waterskin

It's the afternoon already? She needs to get some water. Even if she gets a little bit hungry she can fill her stomach with water instead of food until tomorrow were she will have daylight to hunt

>Other: Do you know how to forage or to hunt girl? I don't know what a normal village girl should know nowadays.

>>3102373
Yeah asking if she knows how to forage would be a good call.

>>3102359
> Other- have her search for a cooking pot, the water nearby might be safe to drink, but it might be a good habit to start boiling water before drinking, also Ask if she knows how to start a fire. Then get water for the skinz

>>3102373
>>3102374

"Do you know a nearby stream? It be better if that pouch is full of water."

"I know of one," Valerie said, going in the direction of the stream in question.

"Good. Also, do you know how to forage or hunt girl? I don't know what a normal villager should know nowadays."

"I only know a few bushes with edibles berries, and I hunted rabbits before, though, nothing bigger than one."

The stream that Valerie mentioned wasn't too far off. It ran through the whole forest in a gentle speed, fish jumping in and out of the water. You asked her if she could fish herself, the girl telling you that she can't. Thereafter, she collected the water like you suggested, washing her face a bit before returning.

> Suggest that she should hunt
> Suggest that she should forage
> Suggest that she should find a city of town
> Other

>>3102650
> Suggest that she should find a city of town
That would be the best idea. Also possibly inquire if she knows of any family in other towns she could go to.

>>3102650
> Suggest that she should forage
she should eat up and then travel
> Suggest that she should find a city of town

>>3102650
> Suggest that she should forage

>Other: Suggest she fish using us. We don't mind and a girl should be able to eat some meat. It also work as a thrust trainning.

>>3102676
>>3102666
We don't know how long would take for her to reach the next town not to mention that there could be brigards near the road and in the forest.

Even if the best option is finding a city she should gather food for travel and then start walking.

>>3102684
support

>>3102650
> Suggest that she should forage

Ask her about where we are, the region and such, while she searches for food

>>3102676
>>3102684
>>3102703
>>3102749

You suggest that Valerie should forage for food, to which she agreed, finding patches of bushes that bared fruit within the outskirts of the burnt village. You trusted her judgement, the girl picking out a few handfuls of berries and piling them up inside a basket that was found on the ground, bringing them back to enjoy them herself. For a short moment, she left you while going off to change into the clothes that she found, a few sizes too big for her. But Valerie didn't care much about it, she was just thankful with having it, even though it's a bit dirty with dust and ash. Better than nothing.

"Do you perhaps know anyone outside this village? Any family?" you questioned.

Valerie shook her head, "No, I don't. I lived most of my life here, and my family as well. The only times that I left were trips to the nearby city for materials, a port city that's awfully rich."

"How far away is the city?"

"Not too far when taking a horse, but by foot, it's a considerable length. Will probably take till evening, maybe when the sky's just turning orange."

> Go to the port city
> Tell her to practice with your body, maybe try to hunt something
> Stay here for the rest of the day
> Other

>>3102957
>> Tell her to practice with your body, maybe try to hunt something

let's see what we are capable off

>>3102957
>Tell her to practice with your body, maybe try to hunt something

>>3102957
> Tell her to practice with your body, maybe try to hunt something

>>3102957
> Tell her to practice with your body, maybe try to hunt something

> Other: "Still not completely safe to travel unprepared. In the wild you might need to use me hunt for something. We can take it as a supply then you can go to the nearest city."

Although a girl with a red evil looking spear as us covered in ash gonna have a lot to explain.

Should we ask her about, goblins elfs and if any other creatures exist? Or should we just lay low and not reveal our lack of knowledge of the possible magical crratures in this world?

>>3103064
I have half the mind to come clean and tell her we are from another world, not explain everything but at least give her that so she knows when she has to explain something to us

>>3103014
>>3103055
>>3103058
>>3103059

>Roll 1d100

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>3103069

Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>3103069

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>3103069

Time for child hunter quest

Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>3103069

>>3103077
Well at least my luck is balanced now after that 100. I will go hang myself now...

>>3103070
>>3103073
>>3103077

"How about taking me for a spin? You're going to have a spear with you so you might as well practice with it."

"Huh, you sure?..." Valerie said, snapping out of her trance. She was staring at the rubble around her mindlessly until you spoke up. "What am I suppose to do?"

"Hunt an animal maybe? That should help out if we're going for something small. Deer works."

"That doesn't sound too bad," thinking it over. "Fine, I'll try. Being surrounded by dead bodies doesn't... doesn't make me feel well."

Leaving the area, Valerie holds takes you along into the forest, her grip tight around your form's shaft. She doesn't seem to have a problem holding you, perhaps you're lighter than you thought or that she's stronger than she appears to be. Either way, having the strength to hold you is reassuring for a young woman.

After traversing through the thicket, Valerie suddenly crouches down behind a bush. "A grand horn," she whispered to you, your eye catching a sizeable moose that could rival a grizzly. "Should I?" she asked you.

"I heard how dangerous moose can be, we should leave it."

Valerie nodded, shuffling the opposite way to avoid contact with the giant beast. But everything goes wrong when she trips over a root of the tree, yelling the way down. The moose instantly shot its head in the direction of Valerie, effectively alarmed and readying itself for a fight.

Valerie recovered, keeping low and continuing to go backwards, however, the moose approached her. You could feel the fear in her grasp during all of it, the beady eyes of the animal staring down upon her.

"N-No, no, no..." mumbled Valerie, her breathing picking up tremendously.

> Try to calm her down
> Tell her to attack
> Tell her to run
> Other

>>3103150
> Try to calm her down

>Other:"Keep yourself steady and relax the grip. You aren't weaponless."

>>3103150
> Try to calm her down
> you have two thing it doesn’t a mind and a spear, use them. Aim me at his heart and brace me with the ground!

>>3103150
>> Try to calm her down

>>3103150
>> Tell her to run
Fucking RUN!

>thinking a child can out run a moose

>>3103229
Thinking child can kill a moose
Thinking NEET have ability to calm child

>>3103229
So 50 kg peasant girl armed with spear with no combat training vs 500 kg moose with big ass hornes running on natural instinct.
Even if she one hit kill it, force of charging moose will at least break bone or two
In other words if that spear doesn't have "enemies explode upon touching" ability she shouldn't have chance with that animal
And the second we fight it it's gonna be a fight to the point where she or moose dies
Its herbivorous its should not chase us

>>3103170
>>3103171
>>3103205
>Roll 1d100

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>3103276

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>3103276

Rolled 13 (1d100)

>>3103276
I'm helping!

>>3103278
>>3103298
>>3103299
>84

"Don't freak out! If anything, it's trying to stand its ground! It wouldn't kill you out-right since it's a herbivore, right?"

"Er, y-yes, that's correct. But its strength is what I fear, " swallowing her throat.

Valerie keeps the distance between herself and the moose, pointing your blade forwards at it throughout the way. The moose itself daunting, standing tall with an intimidating air, although you yourself knowing that its a common reaction with large animals of its kind.

> Keep distancing yourselves from the moose and find something more beginner friendly
> Try to pierce it
> Other

> Keep distancing yourselves from the moose and find something more beginner friendly


Moose are stupidly tough and dangerous. Did you know that they hold the record for the most human kills of any herbivore on the north american continent and, when hit by a car, it is often the CAR that comes out worse from the impact?

Yeah, let's not mess with the moose.

>>3103328
> Keep distancing yourselves from the moose and find something more beginner friendly

>>3103328
> Keep distancing yourselves from the moose and find something more beginner friendly

Unless she know how to butcher something that big it would just be a waste.

>>3103328

> Keep distancing yourselves from the moose and find something more beginner friendly

The goal was to test what we are capable, so we must try to find something else at least

>>3103331
>>3103400
>>3103402
>>3103563

The moose went on its own way after a while, a wave of relief going over Valerie when the sight of danger is nowhere present. You told her that she should keep on searching for something else, but this time it should be beginner friendly. As uncertain as she was, Valerie went deeper into the forest, periodically making a mark along the way to keep herself from getting lost.

"There, that should work," you said, Valerie catching sight of the subject. It's a small deer, antlers grown high but not developed enough to be harmful.

Valerie crouches down to the ground again, getting closer and closer while avoiding its vision. She soon gets in close proximity to the creature, enough for your head to stab it at maximum length. But before she could do anything else, you advised that she should get even closer, Valerie moving a few more ways nearer.

Instructing her to aim the blade at the deer, she holds her arms in the same position until you give any further commands, doing so after you're sure that the deer won't escape. The animal was only able to turn its body halfway to the left, getting a good look at Valerie before she plunged you into its side. Being soaked in blood wasn't all that bad, it's just a warm wetness, however, being inside a body, let alone piercing a heart, is another experience. You could feel the beating of the pumping organ, hearing it pound rapidly until death took place quickly after.

The next thing that you didn't expect is the effects of your blade that was previously described as thorny. Said thorns, or barbs, jutted out, creating a messy work of the deer. Once Valerie pulled you out, the thorns broke off and reformed to its original state without any discrepancies.

Valerie was surprised at the sudden transformation of the animal, a normal deer becoming laden with red barbs. "Wh-What did you do?!" looking you right in the eye.

> "Maybe you shouldn't have stabbed it in the heart."
> "You're forgetting what kind of weapon I am."
> "Er, I forgot I could do that."
> Other

>>3103754
>"Er, I forgot I could do that."

>>3103754
>"Maybe you shouldn't have stabbed it in the heart."
So we are actually Gay Bulge?

>>3103754
> "You're forgetting what kind of weapon I am."

>>3103754

> "You're forgetting what kind of weapon I am."

I mean we are a talking weapon obviously we have more then what it looks.

>Other: "But anwsering your question. I killed it."

>>3103754
I didn't know I did that either, I was trapped in the room since I woke up

If we ARE truly bootleg Gae Bolg we should ask her if she did go for the heart.
It's entirely possible she accidentally activated the heart piercing ability which in turn explodes people with thorns.

>>3103907
>Gae Bolg
I'm willing to bet she doesn't have the strenght or the precision to reach the deer's heart, so this was either very lucky of her our we guided her hand, which is good, since this way she will be competent regardless of previous experience

>>3103953
Well we seem to have some knowledge of how to do this even if we were a NEET in our previous life.

>Instructing her to aim the blade at the deer, she holds her arms in the same position until you give any further commands, doing so after you're sure that the deer won't escape

So yeah i guess we are Gae Bolg. Or at least this world equivalent of it.

>>3103953
About her strength:

> She doesn't seem to have a problem holding you, perhaps you're lighter than you thought or that she's stronger than she appears to be. Either way, having the strength to hold you is reassuring for a young woman.

>perhaps you're lighter than you thought or that she's stronger than she appears to be

Maybe she is a little bit more strong then she looks?

>>3103971
or we grant her strength when she wields us, like a +4 to str or something, would explain how she impaled the deer too

>>3103981
That too. Or it can just be the fact we are magical weapon and so logic doesn't apply to us.

But if we can't control this kind of power i fear we may end up as a last resort type of weapon. Fortunantly ther eis plenty of evil people around we can kill

>>3103981
>>3103990
To be honest thing that weird me out about her is that she was capable to sneak up within striking distance to a deer

>>3104147
Maybe her dad was a hunter and he teached her how to hunt? But even so it's weird she managed it even if it was a young deer and she was against the wind.

Maybe we also give a passive for hunting? But then again we rolled really high...

>>3103990
>last resort type of weapon
Don't be silly, the Gae Bolg is a weapon of choice for duelling against both your best friend and your son.
Cú Chulainn is a fucking retard.

>>3104287
Well at least we got a girl so she can be our Scáthach.

>Ask if she aimed for the heart

If we run by Fate logic, that was simply our passive and she aimed for the heart. Atleast she didn't say our name if thats the case.

If she aimed for the heart, scold her not to anymore as its our ability

Otherwise, tell her to not bother using me because I forgot that part of being a magic spear

>>3103778
>>3103781
>>3104474

"You're forgetting what kind of weapon I am. But to answer your question, I killed it."

"I can see that," the tip of her mouth frowning slightly. "What I'm really alarmed by is how you did that to the deer from the inside out."

Valerie went by the ruined corpse of the animal, prying, picking, and removing some of the thorns, but giving up as there's too much, seemingly hundreds, of little red spines poking outwards.

You thought how she was able to down the deer in one shot, and how she got so close without being noticed. "I'm surprised that you were able to do this yourself. You said that you hunted rabbits earlier today, no? Is that the reason? Or did your father teach you anything?"

"No," Valerie said, unsure. "Rabbits are hard enough prey to catch and my father was a farmer. It's... weird."

"Please, explain," wanting her to elaborate upon the last bit of her words.

"Whenever I have you in my hands a strange feeling fills me. Like some innate instinct or skill, I suppose."

"Then how about the moose? You weren't the most professional during that moment."

"It's hard to say. I wasn't trying to explain some type of courage-- and trust me, facing off that grand horn moose was... horrifying," pausing for a moment. "A-Anyways, I'm trying to explain some sort of effect that sharpened my senses basically. Something whispering to me to aim for the heart, my mind and strength enhanced. The stranger thing is that the voice, the something, wanted me to kick you at the end of my foot, the spear. Is this your doing?"

> "Uh-- Y-Yes! It's a blessing bestowed upon my new wielder!"
> "It's news to me. As long as it's nothing bad."
> "Sounds interesting... However, I think you shouldn't use me as such. Avoid the heart if possible unless the situation calls for it
> Other

>>3104508
>> "Sounds interesting... However, I think you shouldn't use me as such. Avoid the heart if possible unless the situation calls for it

>>3104508
> "Sounds interesting... However, I think you shouldn't use me as such. Avoid the heart if possible unless the situation calls for it

>>3104524
I didn't, can you give me a little explanation?

>>3104524
can we not, I mean I'm game for us doing some NEET faffing about but actually being the gay bulge is kind of meh.

>>3104508
> "Sounds interesting... However, I think you shouldn't use me as such. Avoid the heart if possible unless the situation calls for it

>>3104508
> "Sounds interesting... However, I think you shouldn't use me as such. Avoid the heart if possible unless the situation calls for it

> "Sounds interesting... However, I think you shouldn't use me as such. Avoid the heart if possible unless the situation calls for it
>>"But I expect you to practice using me every day, if only to sharpen your skills."

>>3104554
changing to this

> "You're forgetting what kind of weapon I am."

> "Sounds interesting... However, I think you shouldn't use me as such. Avoid the heart if possible unless the situation calls for it
>>"But I expect you to practice using me every day, if only to sharpen your skills."

>>3104554
Changing to this too

>>3104523
>>3104530
>>3104540
>>3104548
>>3104554
>>3104568

"Sounds interesting... However, I think you shouldn't use me as such. Avoid the heart if possible unless the situation calls for it. Still, I expect you to practice using me everyday, if only to sharpen your skills."

Valerie's confused about the answer you gave her, but is content with it nonetheless. She leaves the spiked mass of a body and retreats a little from the path she took through the forest, aiming for other animals that won't serve as a frustrating task or a fearful opponent.

Although an amateur at spear-play, from your own discernment whose person was a NEET you remind yourself, she's a considerable handler, striking rabbits, fish, some abnormally large birds, and occasionally another deer that's actually developed. It was somewhat easy-going; of course, Valerie will fall prey to her own mistakes like miscalculating your reach and accidentally going for a fatal strike that you have previously instructed not to do so.

The effects of your blade and form as a weapon is peculiar. As long as she doesn't destroy the heart of a target no thorns will sprout throughout its body. You realized this right after Valerie continued to practice with other animals, her first few killed by an abundant of faulty strikes made by her, dying of blood loss rather than anything else. No barbs on any of their corpses.

---

After the day progressed, the Sun passing by three-fourths of the revolving sky, Valerie picked up a few dead bodies of rabbits to eat. It took a while to start a fire by herself once back at the village, sighing thankfully once a few embers turned to a flame.

The rabbits were cooked in no time. This of course not being a modern era, the food wasn't as desirable-- But you're a weapon with no sense of taste, and Valerie herself seemed to enjoy the meal.

"So, Gaia, what now?" taking a huge bite off the side of her meal.

"Huh? What?" your eye rotating to her.

"If I immediately go to the part city after eating we'll arrive a few minutes past the evening, thought about it during my hunt."

> Stay at the destroyed village for the rest of the afternoon and night
> Go travel to the port city
> Other

>>3104811
>Go travel to the port city

>>3104811
>> Go travel to the port city
but search for a bedroll anyway before going, in case she has to camp

>>3104811
> Go travel to the port city

>>3104811
> Go travel to the port city

She did say that staying around dead bodies made her unconfortable. Kinda sad she didn't git the deer antlers they could fentch a good price. I mean i think people must make trophys out of antlers? But then again it might be to much weight for her to carry it around.

> Other: "Well, cook some more meat for the trip, we also have berries so you should be good to travel. Get a bedroll in case we can't make it to the city just in case. Oh and use some fabric to male a pounch to carry your stuff without getting to much in your way so you can carry me."

>>3104811
>Go travel to the port city

>her first few killed by an abundant of faulty strikes made by her, dying of blood loss rather than anything else

So does that mean that no matter the damage we make it will always be lethal? Well guess we won't be injuring someone as much as we want to...

>>3104811
>Other
Find something to hide the nature of the spear

>>3104811
> Stay at the destroyed village for the rest of the afternoon and night
>Other
Find something to hide the nature of the spear

>>3104911
Why? I mena not against grabbing some old cloth big enough to cover us. We are an pretty neat weapon someone might want to try and take us from her

>>3104916
>Why?
Spears would usually be transported with some kind of cover on it's pointy bits, to avoid exposure damage
That and a little girl strolling around with a jewel(eye) encrusted spear in a big(theres a port) town is just asking for trouble

>That and a little girl strolling around with a jewel(eye) encrusted spear in a big(theres a port) town is just asking for trouble

i don't know how i never realized that. Not to mention the guard will most likely try to take the spear from her if she tells she found it. And we all know what happens to little village girls in big cities.

>>3104932
Her village is probably under the town's dominion so she can just say that she was sent to call for aid and her father gave her his old weapon(for example)
Just some cloth and string around the blade wont hide the veiny shaft (0\\\\\\0) but it should suffice for the family jewels

>>3104911
>Find something
A cloth that shity enough to be see through when pressed against the jewel(eye) would be ideal

>inb4 the leader of the town tries to claim us from the girl

Because you know...nobles.

>>3104960
fuck him

>>3104967
I agreed. Anyone beside Valerie would most likely put us in a wall to be in display. That would be worse then staying in the dungeon.

>>3104967
We must protect our little girl
>Go back to the cave and try to comand the spooky skellington
That nasty mist could have necromantic properties and a guard would be usefull

>>3104833
>>3104845
>>3104869
>>3104870
>>3104872

"Sure, let's go to this city. Though, are you okay with that yourself? It was only a suggestion you made."

"I'll go, staying here is..." Valerie's face goes blank, but regains expression once a dead body catches her eye, wincing with disgust. "I-I don't want to stay here. Maybe they have work at the city too!"

"Well, gather some meat for the trip. We also have berr--"

"--I ate it all."

"...Oh. No matter, we should be good to travel regardless since you have cooked food and water. Try to search the place for something to carry your stuff and other things, a bedroll too if we can't make it in time."

Placing you by the side of the weak fire which is nearly dead, Valerie checks out the ruins once more.

> Roll 1d100 to find desired items, and perhaps, more.

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>3104988

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>3104988
Roll a 1, find bandits

Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>3104988
also try to find some rough se-though cloth and string

>>3104991
This should be enough for a cloth. Don't know about the sleeping bag though.

>>3104991
>>3105000
>>3105012
>60

Valerie came back to you with a sizeable bag, enough to the food, pouch of coins, and a knife. She wasn't able to find a bedroll however.

"How's this?" she told you, showing you a piece of cloth. "I made sure that it's not bloody."

"What's that for?"

"To cover you. You already look out of place in me holding you in my hands."

Valerie starts wrapping you with the cloth. The fabric is just thick enough to hide your true color, your blade covered more cautiously. Once your glass eyes was obscured, your vision 'extended', letting you see past the cloth itself. Done, she packed all of the aforementioned items in the old bag, hanging it on her shoulder with you leaning against the other.

"Before we go, could you tell me how I look?"

"I don't follow," you said, puzzled.

"My clothes. Does it look strange enough that it might draw attention?"

You remember Valerie changing into another pair of clothes that she found, but never taking notice of what it looked like. Now, you have a better idea of her appearance when she mentioned it.

Her clothes are big overall, being a unique picture picture as a whole. Valerie's tunic is tied in a knot at the end to shorten it, the collar too deep for comfort. Previously, she wore a skirt, but is now wearing shorts that go past her knees, the waterskin hanging by the belt-loop. The masculinity of the wear contrasted with the clear femininity of her body, Valerie's ebony hair being a distinct detail, even if its dirty.

> "I don't see a problem with it."
> "I can almost see your chest with that shirt on."
> "You look find

>>3105075
Also
> Other

> "I can almost see your chest with that shirt on."

>>3105075
> "I don't see a problem with it."
Kids usualy had their clothes made big so that they could last through their growth

>>3105095
she could even pretend to be a boy with some pading beneath her tunic

>>3105075
> "I can almost see your chest with that shirt on."

>Other:"Maybe you have another shirt that will fit you better?Also if you can cut a piece of fabric having your hair in a ponytail won't have it in your face in case something happens. I would suggest you to cut it short so it wouldn't be grabbed while running. But i have enough sense ro know that girls are sensitive about their hair."

>>3105101
>>3105075
Oh add in to my other vote:
>Your hair is a little dirty too. But we can worry about that once we reach the town.

>>3105075
>> "I don't see a problem with it."

> "I don't see a problem with it."

>>3105095
>>3105155
>>3105160

"I don't see a problem with it."

"Hmm... Guess so."

Valerie starts to leave the village, following a dirt path that leads out of the forest and towards the city. She took a moment to look back upon the ruins, saying nothing with a gloomy eye.

It took a while to finally leave the thicket, seeing a vast plain up ahead from out of the initial spawn of trees, stretching more than the eye can see. The difference in land lets the wind blow past, free and at a constant movement without any obstacle to block it. The same dirt path is much more cleaner than it was in the beginning, devoid of animal tracks and mud, the grass at the side swaying to and fro in unison. Everything seems to be smooth sailing from here.

> Roll 1d100

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>3105208

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>3105208

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>3105208

>>3104898
No it just means she continuously failed to inflict substantial wounds and things slowly bled out.
Basically she was really sloppy at killing them.

>>3105339
>Whisper to Valerie that she should lie

>>3105214
>>3105220
>>3105273
>54

You both arrive at the city's walls when the Sun's halfway under the horizon, the sky vividly colored in a warm purple. A few guards are standing by a gate, an apparatus keeping the iron bars upright until its operated to close, and alternatively, open. Right now, there's a little amount of people that are trying to enter the city such as merchants or the common traveler.

Valerie goes to the back of the small line, confronting the inspecting guardsman shortly. He looks at her, furrowing a brow when he diverts his gaze to you, a long object wrapped in cloth.

"Any identification, gal?" he said first.

"No, I don't."

"What's your purpose for coming to Taulen?"

Valerie takes a second to answer, "W-Work. Came from... from a village from a nearby forest. Wanted to find a better living."

The guard crosses his arms, keeping an eye shut and the other cpen as he taps his feet. He nods thereafter, "That's understandable. Mind if I check what you're carrying? Even if it's not a lot I still have to do it. Especially that," pointing at you.

Valerie lets the guard check the small bag, seeing nothing but a half-eaten piece of rabbit meat, another pouch, and a knife. He gives it back without a second thought, wanting the suspicious item on her left shoulder next.

"Do you need to? Really?" trying to reason with the guardsman.

"Rules and stuff, I can't doing anything 'bout it, gal."

> Let the guard check you
> Whisper to Valerie that she should lie
> Other

>>3105348
> Whisper to Valerie that she should lie

Just tell it's your walking stick...covered it becausr she really likes it.

>>3105348
>"I am the great Gae Bolg and she is my wielder. Anyone else who touches me will be struck by my curse, an incurable heart attack."

>>3105348
>Let the guard check you
Show him tip of the spear that shuld be enough

>>3105356
>>3105360
You guys do realize he will take us from her or even block her from getting inside the city right?

But anyway we will most likely need to roll for getting into the town.

>>3105367
True, but if we make her look special we might something more. If there's magic weapons there's magical things to kill. The threat will keep others from attempting to disarm her.

>>3105376
Or people will be greedy and try to gang her make thing more dangerous to her. Still i know that in games lying isn't always a good thing but maybe we can have a good roll to convince him to not look at it first of all.

Rolled 3 (1d3)

>>3105353

>>3105356

>>3105360

>>3105441
i guess we are getting checked?

>>3105441

Valerie complies, giving you to the guard with a wary hand. You, at the same time, keep quiet.

He first unwraps the top of your form, revealing the spear-blade. "A spear, gal?"

"Am I not allow to bring any weapons to Taulen?"

"You're able to. Just have to be careful." He then uncovers a large portion of the cloth. Luckily for Valerie, she's the last person in line, so no one's here to witness your image. "This guy is pretty peculiar, seems magical too. Is this cursed by any chance? If so, then the consequences for misusing it will be harsh, worse if you get in trouble with the Church of Sizudra."

"No, it isn't," speaking some amount of truth. She doesn't know the full definition of your power.

"Well," wrapping you back up to give you back, "You're free to go. But be responsible with that thin', don't want a young gal locked up in jail."

Passing by the surprisingly lenient guardsman, Valerie wandered down the street where the surrounding buildings lit up the evening. A few ships can be seen afar, floating atop the moody waters. Along the stroll, she pulled out the coin pouch to recount the money that she haves currently, four silvers and one gold coin.

> Find an inn
> Ask Valerie for any ideas for work
> Other

>>3105494
>Go to an Inn
>Zen state to find Demonic part of Demonic spear of Ireland.

>>3105494
> Find an inn

>Other:"Se if you can expand your sense so you can see even further ahead and so avoid possible mugglers and so do as the nice guard asked and avoid trouble. Also asking Val is she knows how much a stay at a Inn cost and if she can afford it."

>Church of Sizudra

Probably should ask Valerie who these guys are.

>>3105527
This, while also helping her find an inn and keeping an eye out for suspicious people.

>>3105494
She should ask guard about the inn and prices so we wouldn't get scammed plus ask about work around town

> Ask Valerie for any ideas for work

>>3105494
>Other
Turn around and stab the guard in the heart

>>3105494
>> Ask Valerie for any ideas for work

>>3105097
don't think so, she looks to be fifteen and has a "clear feminine body" I think she is past that point, we need to find her new clothes I think

>>3105727
Need to find a job to get money first. But before that a warm bed could do wonders for her.

>>3105494
>Ask Valerie for any ideas for work

>>3105577
>>3105727
>>3105742

"Valerie, do you know any places for work? Or perhaps ideas? You don't have a lot of money to lean on."

"Like my father, I was a farmer, kinda. I mostly helped him by taking out weeds, plowing the dirt, or feeding the horses, not like any of that could help me at the time being. But... I have an idea, a place."

"What is this place then? You seem hesitant on it."

"Getting a job at a guild. I'm sure I came across one on my previous trips here, though, I can't remember where. Never got a closer look since I had nothing to with it as a village girl, and that the people there are, uh, a unique bunch. Rogues, bounty hunters, other races, a weird crowd," listing off a few types of people with a distasteful tongue. "Leaving the kind of people that go there aside, taking up a job is dangerous, too dangerous even."

"Why's that?" familiar with the concept.

"Monsters to put it simply. Things stronger, things bigger, than I could expect myself. Think of going against that same moose, but it's much more volatile in its strength. That's why I'm so uncertain about joining a guild."

"A guild? So there's more of them?"

"I believe there is. The one I'm talking about, the hunters guild, is the most common. There's another association, along with a couple more separate types, that's entirely for mages and their practices, magic. But I have no abilities in magic."

> Find an inn
> Go check around the city for these other types of 'guilds'
> Try to find the hunters guild that Valerie just told you about
> Recommend another idea if she's hesitant on taking the idea in mind - "Write-in"
> Write-in

>>3106059
> Write-in: "It's late. Do you know how much a room at a Inn cost? You have being through a lot a nice night if sleep will do you wonders. Besides the guilds will still be here tomorrow."

> Find an inn

>>3106059
>> Find an inn

but before that, let's find you some proper clothes, they may think you are beggar or something, aaannd they are a bit revealing

>>3106072
>>3106065
Support both, good night sleep and at least a new shirt for her so she doesn't spill out.

We go for the guilds tomorrow.

>>3106059
>Find an inn
Rest first

>>3106059
>Find an inn
If not a guild, can she get a job as a city guard?

>>3106083
That is an idea. While we could hunt monsters, she obviously needs some training. We could either find an organization to train her or impress a guild elder to train her.

>>3106059
>Find an inn

>>3106177
>hunt monsters
Our little girl was spoked when she killed a rabbit it's suicide to go after monsters
It's a city aka hungry mouths galore
Let her gain experience by hunting big game and selling pelts/meat

>>3106207
She's also a weak normal girl so we should hire urchins to carry the game

>>3106210
Or we could just cut the meat and hunt things that she would be able to carry.

>>3106212
The small dear she killed should weight 50kg/100pounds - thats as much as her own weight. The same stands for the medium predators that are likelly to cross her path(wolves, big cats, etc) The moose that scared the living out of her weight 10 times that.
She could carry only the pelts but, not only are those still too heavy for a girl, she is too squeamish be near a dead animal I doubt she would be able to skin it

>>3106212
She could make them her companions and food and equipment would suffice as payment
Also she would be making conections with street rats which = info+some protection from the less savory members of society

Somebody tell me if I'm getting too meta I dunno what kind of roleplay OP is going for

>>3106231
I'm more into traveling myself, see what tvis new world has to offer instead of staying here, that is why the guilds will be my vote later

>>3106235
Yeah I should shut up and let OP guide his own history
Sorry folks as shown by my spear posts I'm too pedantic

>>3106065
>>3106072
>>3106074
>>3106081
>>3106083
>>3106183

"It's late. Do you know how much a room at an inn cost? You have been through a lot so a nice night of sleep will do you wonders."

"A room costs fifteen coppers, so I can only stay for eight days if I don't spend the gold coin."

"That's fine, we should go to one then."

Valerie, being unfamiliar with most of the city except for districts she frequented in the past, managed to find an inn. The woman at the front counter wrote her up for a room, giving her a key as Valerie payed her two silvers for four nights. The room itself is standard with the basic accommodations: a bed that can fit one or two people, a dresser, closet, desk, and a small bathroom. Valerie placed you on the bed along with her other items, grabbing a supplied towel that the building offers to its occupants inside the dresser. Her bath wasn't as long as you predicted, but Valerie came out clean without any lump of dust or ash anymore. She properly placed her supplies on the desk after changing back into her clothes, putting you by the bedside instead.

> Anything before Valerie sleeps? - "Write-in"

>>3106981
Tomorrow you should get some new clothes before going to the guild, nothing fancy but something that....fits

>>3106981
>Wish her good night
>Try and meditate to find out what this Demon part of the spear is.

>>3106981
> "Do not worry about sleep i will be awake so if anything happens i will call you up. You are safe now."

> "Your dad would be proud of you. Now rest, tomorrow we need to get you clothes and a job."

>>3106981
> "Do not worry about sleep i will be awake so if anything happens i will call you up. You are safe now."

>>3107070
This

>>3106981
>ask her to check that all her windows and doors are locked and a chair is wedge up against the door. Basic don’t trust anyone precautions.
>tell her she did well today, and to sleep well.
>after she’s asleep meditation to better understand our new self, attempt to make contact with the other voice that instructed Valerie.

>>3107070
>>3107174
>>3107230

>Roll 1d100

Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>3107360

>>3107360

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>3107360

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>3107360

>>3107367
>>3107393
Ah same IP...so it doesn't count. Oh well

>>3107402
Well op hasn't said anything about rolling twice yet

>>3107367
>>3107393

Sorry, can't take the 100, sadly. Need one more roll.

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>3107375

>>3107417
close enough,
let's sooth her fears and get to know ourselves like a boss

>>3107411
You must be new here uh? Anyway he just did: >>3107416

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>>3107417
>>3107421
Nice

>>3107367
>>3107391
>>3107417
>97

"Could you make sure that the windows are locked? The door too, maybe wedge a chair against it."

"Why?" Valerie said, tilting her head to the side.

"I'll be honest, don't really trust a city that neither of us doesn't know too well. In your own case, you're a village girl fresh out of water."

She sighs, "I guess I understand where you're coming from..."

Before going to bed, Valerie made sure that all accessible entryways are locked tight, pulling a chair from under the nearby desk and wedging it against the door, doing everything that you've said.

As she returned to the bed, Valerie flung herself across the white sheets, resting her head onto the pillow without covering herself properly with the blanket.

You turn your eye away in embarrassment, as you are still a man in heart. "Did well today, Valerie, handling me and all. Get some rest why don't you."

"Nn," she only sounded, already dreaming.

---

Deep into the night where the Moon's at it's peak, you can hear the ebony-haired girl snore softly as a kitten. You've been meditating all this time, tapping and searching what else is inside this vessel of a spear.

Then, darkness, a void surrounding you.

You're still in your current form as a spear, floating in midair while you try to figure out what the hell has happened.

"You, new soul that has replaced me."

"Huh?"

"It seems that you managed to link ourselves to one another. A great feat. Tell me, new soul, foreign soul, where are we?"

> Answer its question
> Ask who it is
> Ask where you are, the void
> Write-in

>>3107487

> Answer its question

> Ask where you are, the void

>other "What you mean by replaced you?"

>>3107487
>Answer its question

>>3107487
>other "What you mean by replaced you?"

>>3107525
+1

>>3107525
>>3107526
>>3107528
>>3107586

"Where? You mean the world that I'm in?"

"So we're not within the bounds of our original earth?"

"Yeah, that's correct, but I have no idea why. My first moments here was being placed upon a pedestal, deep inside a dungeon for a month or two. Or what felt like a month."

"Peculiar."

"Anyways, it's my turn. What's all this void and what do you mean by 'replaced'?"

"We are in a plane that stands between the living and the afterlife. Not exactly limbo, but akin to one. Right now, it seems that you're being has taken over our vessel, where I was previously in control. I have no further knowledge concerning such."

> Ask its identity
> Ask about your abilities as a spear
> Ask its thoughts about Valerie, if it has any that is
> Write-in

>>3107609
> Ask about your abilities as a spear

>>3107609
>Ask its identity

>>3107609
> Ask its identity

inb4 it's actualy the Gae bolg

> Ask about your abilities as a spear

>>3107609
>> Ask its identity
>> Ask about your abilities as a spear

>>3107675
And its back
>Write in
Ask about the identity of the man(skeleton) restrained in our dungeon
>inb4 his soul was traped in the spear as punishment

test

>>3107609
>>3107734
ops

>>3107622
>>3107664
>>3107675
>>3107615

"Who are you? Can't be talking to nothing, unless, well, if I really am."

A vibration can be felt around you, you're body being a small sprite of light. A sort of rumbling goes about the space as something begins to approach you from out of the darkness.

What came forth is a serpent, two tusks protruding from its mouth rather than fangs, its scales a dark grey. A smooth red carapace that took the appearance of bony armor layered upon select spots all over its body, the most noticeable feature on its chest. A set of rib-like pieces covered a giant cavity, completely clean through, enough to see the other side.

"I am the coinchenn, a monster of an old story. Before you, I occupied this spear alone in the hands of hero who died young. This weapon, although being the same, or to be more specific, a copy, is different. It seems that we've been placed in another version that functions in a very similar way."

A person would fear the sight of such creature, but not you. You're senses don't go off in alarm, leaving you with an indifferent emotion towards your fellow occupant.

"If this spear is virtually the same, just being another copy or version, can you tell me of the abilities that I have gained?"

"I can determine similar powers here, but ultimately, I do not know everything about our semi-new vessel. There's an additional blessing that has been given to our wielder upon coming in contact with the spear, a blessing that I cannot discern and has yet to be defined.

"I'll refer to our form as the Gae Bolg for simplicity's sake, I do not know its real name, or if even has one. As you know, experiencing the effects of the human girl's hunt, the spear has a malevolent ability to produce thorns from the inside out once the heart is pierced by the blade. Kicking it by the foot is nothing more of an effective technique to accurately hit the desired target. During your first encounter with the deer I tried to suggest that to the girl but I couldn't communicate it well.

There is also the red mist that you have previously used. All it does is enhance the fear of those within its vicinity, it'll have no effect to those with a strong courage or steeled mind. I hope that I have answered most questions."

> Ask its thoughts about Valerie
> Ask if you should be concerned about Valerie possessing the spear
> Other

>>3107881
What's the point of an ability that only activates after you've struck the opponents heart? Like, you've put a spear through their heart, they're already dead.

> Ask if you should be concerned about Valerie possessing the spear

>>3107881
>Ask if you should be concerned about Valerie possessing the spear
Do you think she isn't worthy of this spear?

>>3107898
I think we'll make her worthy desu. Effort/time.

She's got the tragic background.

>>3107885
Because Gae Bolg both autoseeks hearts and
MIGHT have an unblockable heart piercing thrust that will never ever not hit.
Additionally ability is useful when facing off against absolute monsters that can regenerate.

>>3107881
> Ask its thoughts about Valerie
Well, at least is not a demon, since the spear was in the hands of a here withbit

>>3107881

> Ask its thoughts about Valerie

>>3107922
Well.
Following the tale of Cu Chulainn it's some huge monster.
We could probably ask it about Cu actually.
Also
>Ask it's thoughts about Valerie

>>3107988
Gay bulge originally belonged to scathach didn't it? Ask about her too. Might help us teach Val.