>>3321529
>ask her for an explanation
I feel like she’d know the most

>>3321529
>[1] Ask her for an explanation

Giving it another five to allow anyone else to make it in, then i'll update.

>>3321529
>1
Seems reasonable desu

Vote closed, updating.

“What is an Uhermacher Aibell. You’re speaking in tongues as far as I’m concerned.”

You’re familiar of what a watch is, though how being a watchmaker relates to this is just mysticism to you. Despite the circumstances that had come to swirl around it, the shattered timepiece in your hand was nothing more than just a timepiece.

“Uhermachers, Germany’s equivalent to Hellsing though far older. Your kind were once nothing more than tribal bandits, entrenched in old magic and mysticism. The Uhermachers harken back to that age, the finest hunters of the dark places. As technology took over the world they evolved with it, a secretive order bent on entwining the science of man with the strangeness of the old world.”

Aibell tenderly reaches out, her finger lightly touching the watch before recoiling to leave the golden timepiece swaying in the air.

“The Choir was revered by them, goddesses of the old age that ferried there kind to deeper places rather than the fake lights of your worlds religions. When the war broke and our purpose changed they took it as an affront to their existence. Our first and strongest victory was wiping them from the earth, our old companions turned enemies.”

Aibell watches in an almost trance like state as the watch in your hand sways side to side in the air. You find yourself hypnotized as well, deep whispers and the gnashing of teeth slinking through the back of your skull.

“Whether you are a descendant of a lost line, or simply stumbled into fate I cannot tell you. The Uhermacher is why I was so weak, why I was called to you. During their extermination I was defeated by them, sent to the void to reform. Whatever old magic is left in that shattered gold has bound me to you.”

You aren’t quite sure what to do with this knowledge, especially the information that Aibell was one of the weakest of the Choir.

How do you respond and take this?

>>3321578
The WatchMaker huh? That doesn't seem time-travely at all

>>3321605
Your the weakest? Was that before or after you got laid to waste?

>>3321605
>"Then I will keep you with me until this war ends."
>"Is there a way to bind the Queen Banshee to this watch, should the need arise?"

>>3321605
Tell more anything else you can about the Uhermachers and what they magic of old they used. If this is a way of fighting back against all the darkness and you are finally sane then now is the best time to grow strong encase one of your stronger sisters or worse come for me.


Oh wew lad, Magi-Tech Powered Troopers. I'm all ready for the soul spitters.

>>3321616
Ditto

>>3321616
Magi-tech and brutal weapons of WW1 makes my DICK HARD

>>3321631
WELL QM, YOU'RE IN FOR A RIDE BECAUSE ITS WHAT I CRAVE.

>>3321613
>>3321615
>>3321616
>>3321627
Vote closed and updating.

“You were...the weakest? Before or after you got slain?”

Aibell laughs, her soft giggle akin to shattering glass.

“I wasn’t much before, but even less after. A Banshee is as strong as the souls we take, used as a shield from weapons like that revolver. Your normal weapons do nothing more than slow us down.”

She reaches under her rear, lifting the shovel she had been sitting on.

“This beauty however, smells of magic. Perhaps stained in so much monstrous blood of old gave you enough of an edge to give me the killing blow. Just keep in mind, my sisters are far more powerful than I at my best. The Queen of the Choir is beyond everything but death.”

That isn’t a very pleasing thought, Hauptmann died from a single strike and as did you and nearly everyone else that had ran into Aibell. Still, if she is with you now as an ally it would be best to keep it that way.

“You’re by my side now Aibell, and I’d be pleased if you stayed here until we saw this war through. After that perhaps you could go back to the old ways.”

Aibell’s eyes shine briefly, the ghost of a tear misting over the brilliant greens of her irises.

“Thank you Jäger, Uhermacher. I’d like that, I’d like to see the world happy again.”

You nod in agreement, noticing now the slow pace of breathing in your ear as Nixie had fallen asleep.

“Can I bind the Queen like you?”

Aibell laughed, much louder this time and for a brief moment you felt she was laughing at you.

“Your enthusiasm in the face of certain death is admirable, but I doubt that greatly. You’d have to peel away thousands if not hundreds of thousands of souls from her veil. Whatever you decide to do, you’ll have my assistance.”

You didn’t expect much else from that question, the sheer gap in skill and power rendering you and your squad little more than insects to be squashed by any more of Aibell’s ilk, much less the veritable goddess.

The lantern light flickers over the room, a dull orange that soothes your racing mind. Briefly, the smell of Nixie tickles your nose, moss and flowers that remind you of times you never knew. You glance to the watch in your palm, tracing the intricate designs over the surface lightly.

“Tell me more about the Uhermachers. Anything that could help.”

Aibell looks up thoughtfully, trying to remember whatever fragments of her shattered persona could help the both of you.

“Practitioners of a strict discipline adhering to the passage of time. Nothing as overt as moving through the annals of history mind you, but they could bend the speed of it to their will. They walked through the gloom as fast or slow as they liked. It made combat with them...painful. Whatever teachings of this they had are surely lost, though some may have survived.”

Aibell falls silent, clearly trying to remember more.

“Much like your revolver they used weapons imbued with the powers of old, very effective against humanity and monsters alike. Not many things can survive their soul being shattered, and those that can are better left unmentioned.”

Any further questions or responses?

>>3321714
>no more questions, just hold her hand
>or lay back down with nixie

>>3321714
>What is this hellsing, and can you inform us more about the revolver and thank you for answering these. If you remember anything more in the future tell us?

>>3321731
Aibell has told us previously that Hellsing is a british organization much like the Uhermacher, though focused solely on monster hunting. She thought them defeated by Dracula, but the revolver with their insignia is proof of their continued battle. The weapon is magic imbued, meant to kill monsters.

>>3321735
Oh well oof. Uh... Then I guess head pats and a shovel cleaning.

Guess we have questions for the old man himself then... Who gave us this object btw?

>>3321740
The revolver we found in an abandoned trench line, the watch we found in between our journey from the fume town to the training grounds.

>>3321743
well fuck me silly, we gotta go back there i guess.

Gonna give it five, see if any other response come in.

Closed, updating. Hope you're all doing well and enjoying another fine night of question.

You reach out, grabbing Aibell’s hand as you set the watch on the nightstand. The Banshee stiffens for a moment, a rising blush coming across her features as she raises her free hand to her mouth, nibbling on her nails nervously. With your free hand you wrap your arm around Nixie, keeping her close to you. Even in her sleep she pushes her face against your neck and nuzzles you happily. You could stay like this forever without noting the passage of time, a true happiness you only so rarely experienced. Unfortunately time was of the essence with Operation Gottzunge and you’d have to rise sooner or later.

You:

[1] Went to the armory, gear yourself and Nixie

[2] Briefed Siegfried and Hauptmann

[3] Spoke to the unit as a whole

Every option will be done, it is a matter of which you want first

>>3321795
[3] Spoke to the unit as a whole

>>3321796
Ditto

Vote closed, updating.

Much as you’d like to lie in the pleasing warmth of the lamp light with Nixie and Aibell by your side you pull yourself to your feet, donning your stained uniform. The wool scratches at your skin, not even remotely as soft as Nixie’s skin. Aibell smoothes her dress, rising to her feet and handing you the shovel you so cherish. Affixing it to your hip, a slight pop greets your ears as she ceases to exist before you and returns to her bladed home. Nixie stirs, groggy with sleep and post coital bliss.

“Do you want me with you Jäger or in your pocket. They’ll have to see me sooner or later, just a matter of how you want the introduction to go.

You:

[1] Tell her to get in uniform, march in with her at your side

[2] Get her back into your pocket, cross this bridge later

>>3321860
>Get her back into your pocket, cross this bridge later

AHHHHHHHHHH I'M TORN

>>3321860
[1] Tell her to get in uniform, march in with her at your side

AND GET HER TRAINING, I'VE DECIDED. THEY ALL KNOW SHE EXISTS ANYWAY

>>3321888
Come now anon, not like this quest hangs on your choices to come fuck you up ten threads later right?

Votes are tied, waiting for a breaker. Not one of you faggots answered as to if you were actually doing well tonight

>>3321907
Why do you think my entire household situation would suddenly change over right?

>>3321913
I like checking on you because I care and hope our time spent together can at least lighten your day briefly. Always here for you chief.

Well guys do you want me to let the vote sit or roll for a break. I don't really want to roll but if you'd like to carry on I can respect it.

>>3321921
Well the issue here I don't know how long that will be, and I'd rather they not shoot her out of the gate. Plus if they were his body guards, they should uhhh know right?

>>3321918
I do enjoy it, Doesn't mean I don't want to die the rest of the day.

>>3321935
You had told them of the Fae previously. Gertrude is unhappy because she thinks you were fucking it. If only she knew They had assented to fighting with her but they have yet to see her, especially so brazenly.

Message me on twitter so we can exchange discs or email or something. Fuck come move in with me I need to get out of this house

>>3321937
So the Barren is territorial of everything then? Man that's adorable if not slightly weird.

Give it a few weeks, we'll see what happens chief. I'm just glad one of the few fucking awesome quests I follow is alive again.

>>3321942
What with my business being in the final stages of proposal I expect to have much more time on my hands. Other than vacationing in August I can go back to running three or four times a week like I used too.

The Barren are truly too pure for this earth. I'm still so excited for Ivara's reintroduction, I have it pre-written.

>>3321944
>Pre-written
OH NO, SHE'S GONNA ASK IF WE WERE LOYAL AND STILL LOVE HER. AHHHHHHH

Also where the fuck are the other anon's at, We had like fucking 8 dudes in the last thread. Did you put it up on twitter you were running this time ?

>>3321946
Put it on twitter, on /qtg/, and announced in the last thread. It is just a Tuesday night at 1:30 AM so I can kind of understand. Perhaps my fear of the pastebin killing the thread reader base were not at all unfounded.

>>3321946
Sorry mate, talking to a friend
>>3321860
Tell her to get in uniform

>>3321951
Thats insane. Lewd has never killed anybody who hails from /tg/ or /pol/. /Qst/ is making us WEAK

>>3321953
There you are anon

>>3321951
No, the pastebin ruled. I think it might be the late hour

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Alright we got our tie breaker. Vote closed and updating. I also found this on my old HDD and realized I never posted it.

>>3321961
Oof, best clock saved our ass

“Get in uniform Nixie, might as well let them get used to your presence now.”

Nixie nods, moving lazily out of the bed and into the fresh pressed woolen clothes that look so clean it makes you jealous. Emmerich must have given her a set, as she had been fighting in nothing but a makeshift robe of pilfered cloaks when you were in the trenches. The camo patterned Strumptruppen uniform fits snugly in all the right places, and you find your eyes lingering despite what you had just recently done with her.

After a few minutes of trying to quickly drill the concept of marching into her you’re on the verge of giving up as her words are nothing but expletives about human footsteps and how much better leaves feel as clothing. Despite the setbacks, the two of you set out through the train, passing the armory and living quarters until you reach the common area.

Klaus and Otto are still deep in their game of cards, now joined by Siegfried and Hauptmann who had wagered what ammunition they carried as well. Siegfried’s pile is much larger than the rest, his gambling proclivities and luck showing themselves once more though you dearly hope this won’t end like the bar. His booming laughter fills the room as he once more clears the pot, Otto and Klaus staring at him hard eyed as Edward throws down his hand in defeat.

Gertrude looks up from her chair towards the group hungrily, her greatcoat in her lap and a sewing needle in her hands as she lovingly repairs a split in the stitching. Arms and stomach bare, the only clothing she wears now are the baggy pants and tight leather strapping that holds her breasts steady against her chest, though they seem to be fighting against the material. She looks odd, her face perpetually replaced by the gas mask that adorns all the Barren.

The door shutting behind you draws the attention of the group. Each of them look up expectantly, their expressions replaced with surprise as Nixie marches next to you. Gertrude stands ramrod straight, her needle still in hand.

“When you said Fae I didn’t know you meant Fae Jäger. Christ almighty look at those tits.”

Otto is the first to speak, the brash man tempered by a lifetime of war and breeding that left his thoughts open to everyone around him. Siegfried laughed, clasping the man on the shoulder with his prosthetic.

“Good to see you up again Nixie, ready for another round in the trenches?”

Your friend is all smiles, the reunion doing much to lift his spirits. Edward simply nods at the two of you, and Klaus remains silent. You’re about to begin the briefing when Gertrude bends one of the Barren rules and lifts the lower portion of her gasmask. All you can see is fire tanned skin and plump red lips, but her sniffing is audible from here.

“Smell like sex.”

You:

[1] Tease the Barren

[2] Jump into the briefing

>>3321975
[2] Jump into the briefing

Jesus christ her fucking nose

>>3321978
Why would you want to fuck her nose

>>3321978
>>3321988
Nix that last I can't read

>>3321975
>[2] Jump into the briefing

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>>3321975
>attempt to resist the urge to tease, fail miserably
>pic related

2-1 for briefing, giving it five.

>>3322004
I am not backing down

Vote closed and updating.

>>3322014
Mad respect for you bully anon

>>3322018
It’s also 2am for me, so I gotta go

>>3322028
Sleep well anon, don't let the Kopf Spinne bite.

Ignoring the veritable bloodhound of hormonal rage in front of you, you stand straight and clasp your hands behind your back in an effort to emulate Hauptmann whenever he gave a briefing. Edward smiles slightly, crossing his arms over his chest as if amused.

“Don’t worry about salutes and the like, I don’t hold rank over any of you. Hell even Kartoffel over there outranks me.”

Siegfried laughs, then quickly silences himself to a snicker. To your right, Nixie is staring daggers at the gas masked Barren across from you both.

“General Emmerich has picked me to lead an Operation he calls Gottzunge. We’re to head back to a laboratory outside Berlin. In it, we have been tasked with finding the whereabouts of a particular subject called Queen of the Choir. A Banshee in the flesh. Her continued prisonership is vital to the war effort and understand of the human soul. As of a few days ago this area has gone dark, and we’ve been tasked with finding out why.”

You find the briefing comes naturally, natural leadership taking over for you.

“This research station wasn’t solely focused on this however, from the General’s words they’ve been toying with the idea of using Alpha Ghuls as combatants. Secondary objective is to rescue any and all surviving members of the research team.”

Do you add anything else:

[1] Write-in

[2] Aibell

[3] Wait for their questions

>>3322032
>Aibell
>Wait for their questions

>>3322032
>be Aware, If we run into anythig that might be infected. Be prepared to put it down,

[2] Aibell

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>>3322049
Infected? Why would they show up again?

I found my emu picture hell yeah.

>>3322055
I meant showing signs of infection like shit that's not normal. I'd rather we not lose somebody and have no doctors then no doctors and NOBODY.

Plsu maybe the banshees can puppet folks, I dunno

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>>3322061
All good shadowrun mindset ideas anon. You know me, I love surprises.

Alright guys, I'm gonna call it here for tonight and then plan on running tomorrow afternoon post business workings. I don't work for another five days so we're gonna try to get this bitch to a thousand posts. As always, around for questions, comments and concerns. I'll post the run about an hour before I do it tomorrow so everyone can file in.

>>3322063
Bitching, Thanks chief. Odds of us finding ammo for our hellsing gun or seeing best dad again?

>>3322065
Odds of both high, the first one requiring some special circumstances that Aibell can help with.

>>3322066
Ah good, We're putting her to work in the factory.

>>3322068
Sure we can call whatever Banshees do factory work. I'm down with that. Question for you now anon, any critiques or changes you want to see in how I write and structure things?

>>3322071
I can't really point out any changes or critiques at the moment due to our sample size of both barren and lycan being incredibly small.

>>3322076
Ah, worried about how I will handle the various monsters?

I got fucking books upon books of old DnD manuals, my personal notes, and fiction to draw from. I take great pride in my work.

>>3322078
Nah. The monsters check out. They all suck and hurt and I wish I was in space.

More about how we can't see yet if our barren and lycan are borked or if they are all like this.

>>3322081
All like what? Gertrude hounding after sex and burning everything? Hauptmann being bipolar manic between two states of mind?

Are you sure you want to go to space in this setting. Moonbase isn't a fun place

>>3322084
We have a moonbase?! Yooo send me up

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>>3322092
I highly recommend this movie for peak memes

>>3322096
Oh no. Well thanks for the run boss. Be safe and have a good one

>>3322111
You too brother. Hang in there man I'm right with ya. See you tomorrow.

say do anyone have a link to part 11, i cant find it in the archive

>>3322328
Part 11 was an interlude with another character. It was unfortunately short, however I'll throw it in a pastebin later today.

>>3322405
wheres the link to the paste bin

>>3322084
>we DON’T want to go to MoonBase
1. You’re not my supervisor
2. What, are there mega lycans there or giant bunnies or even worse, is it made of cheese?

>>3322412
I don't think you want that anon.
The only thing in there right now is tender Nixie loving

>>3322434
>implying everyone didn’t want tender Fae love

>>3322434
why not, just post it, im missing part of the story if i dont read it

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>>3322032
>Aibell
>Wait for their questions

Oh and remember to tell the dumb fuck barren not to use that flamer inside the fucking bunker as we do in fact need oxygen to survive. I refuse to die to fucking asphyxiation after all we've been through.

>>3322446
https://pastebin.com/u67WVAs5

I'll put the interlude into another paste later along with finishing up the lore primer I've been working on.

>>3321961
People thought I was crazy, they ignored my screeches and cries! It was the clock all along I was right!

I fell asleep and missed everything again.

>>3321988
>>3321991
Trying to get us into your kink?

>>3322055
Think about Vacationing in Australian this summer? Perhaps you can get some decent Emu pictures.

>>3322071
More chances of finding and reading, gaining "new/lost" knowledge so I don't have to technically meta-game.

>>3322096
They really seem to dislike Palin. Also check out Dead Snow.

>>3322032
[3] Wait for their questions
Answer their current questions about the mission before introducing another thing that will cause them to ask more questions and possible miss asking important question about their mission.

>>3322555
Questions first, then introduce Abby second.

>>3321529
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1FUxefT7WmA

I keep missing when this runs

I keep missing the running time but let me assure you, the pastebin did nothing but make me more interested in the quest.

>>3322451
>she’s doing the mental math to see if she can kill nixie and claim us as her own

>>3322830
>ban everyone that posted
What? No.....

Hey all, finishing up some business things then I plan on running this evening.

In the meantime, here is the pastebin for thread 11. https://pastebin.com/DdSRpNd5

I'm going to be longer than I hoped, pro-formas take awhile it seems. If I can't run tonight we're going for a long session tomorrow through the day.

>>3323578
>>3323578
F

>>3323618
Sorry buddy. I'm really cutting this business stuff to the wire. Only eight days left to get it ready. I'll be around to answer any questions however.

>>3323625
Get that shit ready senpai

>>3323625
Yeah just finish your work stuff, then worry about quest later.

>>3323659
>>3323705
I'm getting that bread

>>3323750
Baking before bread.

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>>3323750
Nice

Hey all, sincerely sorry about all this. With only days left everything is crazy. Even if not tonight or tomorrow I have set aside time on Saturday for a long run.

>>3326608
It’s okay, deal with RL

>>3326608
That's fine boss, we're here.

“With that spoken allow me to introduce you to something similar to what we’ll be hunting. Keep your weapons down, she isn’t going to kill anything.”

You realize Aibell had been standing behind you, watching you intently though still not visible to the rest of the unit. She steps forward now, a faint shimmer and a pop following behind her as if she displaced the very air.

Gertrude is the first to rise, yanking that affectionately named shortsword from the sheathe on her back. Hauptmann is nearly as fast, rage crossing over his eyes as they flick between you and the Banshee.

“Jäger you better explain quickly, lest this place becomes a bloodbath.”

Aibell speaks for the rest of them it seems, her voice a strangely pleased tone.

You didn’t quite expect this to go without a hitch, but it’s better to do it now so they know what they’re up against.

You:

[1] Try to calm people, explain and if so how

[2] Insist on letting Aibell talk


Throwing this up for now to keep things advancing if albeit slowly.

>>3326661
[1] Try to calm people, explain and if so how

>The Wolf and fucking insane lady can literally smell the magic
>Still react like this
Come on now lads

>>3326673
Sensing it and seeing it are two different things I think, especially with Hauptmann. This is the creature that put him in this situation.

>>3326702
wait.. is it? I've done a terrible thing by voting her to appear.

>>3326702
Aibell was the Banshee that hunted us. She's said that

>>3326661
Try to calm people, explain and if so how

>>3326661
>Calm people
Abby, Jesus

>>3326661
>[1]
Relax y’all, I already “killed” this one. Not only is this an immense flex on our subordinates, but it basically works.

>>3327022
Good choice, I like that.

>>3326661
[1] Try to calm people, explain and if so how
Don't be afraid, I have slain her and bound her to my will. She will not harm any of you unless attacked first. She has provided great insight and information on how we can defeat the threats that may lay ahead of us, and if you all wish for a decent chance to return after this mission you will at least listen and hear her.

Let her speak.

Have her talk about banshees and how only magical weapons can truly harm them. Also maybe drop in that she is on the weaker end of most banshees and we will be going up against a banshee queen.

>>3327022
lol, not how I would have put it.

Imagine Jager watched one to many cowboy movies from america.

>>3327027
Good catch on the power level, that's something that is very important for them to know.

>>3327027
this

“Don’t worry Edward. She is no threat to any of us now. By some strange magicks she is bound to me in undeath. With her knowledge, though spotty, we’re far more prepared for what we’ll be facing.”

Aibell nodded at you, looking over the room. Her eyes slowly changed colors, a kaleidoscope that changed to shades quite inhuman.

“What Dietrich says is true. It seems as though some of you already suspected something to begin with, whether a smell of magic or something else. The Banshee’s you may face will look nothing like me.”

Aibell gestures to her almost royal figure, the spotless white dress and pale skin. Slowly, the Banshee you and your friends know takes form. Shreds of skin peel away like paint, leaving cracked and grey rot beneath. Her nose falls away, melting into the carpet and leaving an open wound of cartilage. You look away as her eyes fall out, empty sockets staring into the void as her mouth splits into a grin.

Aibell begins to speak, her voice layering over itself in a manner as which to drive you mad. You can’t help but wince as each syllable resonates with the gnashing of teeth in the back of your brain. Casting your glance over the others, you can see they too hear it.

“We harvest the living to strengthen ourselves, using their souls to grow our power. When you face a Banshee, you face every one of those damned. I was one of the weakest, if not the weakest. You’re hunting the Queen, master of our song. Your weapons will do nothing more than slow her down, only magic and fire can harm us.”

Gertrude scoffs at this, looking to her flamer.

Do you add anything or let Aibell talk?

We fuckin live for the day boys. Long session too.

>>3328788
>Keep letting her talk

>>3328797
fuck yee

>>3328804
Ditto

Closed, updating.

>>3328862
DON'T YOU RESPECT STRONG WAYMEN?!
>I'm just a girl plays

>>3328864
>When you bring fucking Stan Lee's old account back to life
>When you do it to shill a Mary Sue in its literal form.

>>3328869
I hate cape shit, I really do. Comics were never much my thing except for a few edgy ones I liked in high school but goddamn have some respect for one of the most creative men to ever live. Fuck Marvel and fuck Disney.

>>3328874
Is it bad that I like Keanu? John Wick is my shit man.

>>3328869
If she can defeat thanos, and thanos is the strongest thing in the universe, why is anything a challenge for her

>>3328875
I can’t wait till the third one comes out

Aibell continues, far more an expert in this field than you are.

“How your Empire managed to capture her I don’t know the specifics. What I do know however, is that her only equal is the Reaper herself.”

Otto scoffs at this, clearly unimpressed with the member of the Choir.


“Monsters are all the same, and die the same as well. You’re telling me we’re supposed to just roll over for this inhuman bitch then? You sign off on that Jäger?”

Otto’s words weren’t entirely unexpected, his brash mannerisms and confidence in the way he carried himself showing the years of successful combat the man was so proud of. Aibell seems unperturbed by the outburst, the grin widening to show blackened gums and white bone of her jaw.

“You can fight the inevitable all you wish Herr Fischer, but we are the inevitable made form. Godless death made flesh, inexorable march of the end made living. Posturing and prowess mean nothing against old magicks and terror. You can taste the mettle of your blade and find it bites only shadow and long rotten bones.”

The wicked dark blade Aibell had wielded materializes before her bosom, still stained red with gore. The color drains from Hauptmann’s face, and his eyes focus on a distant point in the room as he relieved the killing blow he received all so recently. The shadows of the room darken, lengthening to absurd heights that bleed the light from the room.

“Don’t be too mad when I cut up your pretty whore Jäger. I promise I can make her look better at least with some facial reconstruction.”

Otto seems intent on crossing blades with Aibell, and by the poise in her back Gertrude would be more than happy to join in. You know Aibell wouldn’t kill them, and their weapons would do nothing to her.

You:

[1] Let it happen

[2] Stop this petty feud

>>3328883
2] Stop this petty feud

>>3328883
[2] Stop this petty feud

You'll get your change to try to kill a banshee later Otto. And I would simply hate to stain even more carpet with blood.

>>3328883
Reeeee I don’t know which one is the better option

>>3328883
>stop this

>>3328883
[1] Let it happen
>NO killing each other

Vote closed and updating.

>>3328935
Does the Church still exist?

>>3328955
Eyup. The church is more powerful than it has ever been, vindicated with the proof of the soul and evils such as the Banshee.

“Stay your blade Otto, the only outcome of this is a loss and needless tension. Aibell is here to help. Ask Edward what fighting a Banshee is like, or Siegfried, or Nixie. They can tell you, hell I can tell you.”

Otto looks at you, his eyes narrowing as he looks between you and the rotted corpse of Aibell standing to your right. His mouth opens to speak, but Edward’s voice silences him.

“Jäger is right. Were it not for...Aibell, I would not be a Wulfstruppen now. How many rounds we shot into her I don’t know, some of them surely blessed with magick. Don’t think I hadn’t taken note of your weapon Jäger.”

Edward steps forward, passing by Otto as he looks Aibell up and down. The man stands a good six inches taller than her, yet seems torn on fleeing from the train the closer he gets.

“It isn’t just the Banshee you face Otto. You face the dead and the damned. We hacked through loops of intestines and gore that was intent on choking the life from our body. When we thought her dead, nothing more than a smear on the wall from Siegfried’s shotgun she stood and disemboweled me...while laughing.”

Otto snorted, still gripping his knife tightly with knuckles white. Gertrude had seemed to relax a bit, though still unsure.

“If Aibell is the weakest of them, then I fear for our lives more than I did storming across No Man’s Land. Let her speak, and listen well.”

Edward stands before the Banshee, facing a living monster and his personal demons. Slowly light had returned to the cabin, thin shafts of sun bleeding through the windows diffused by acrid smoke and dirt. The lamps flickered weakly, casting dancing shadows that seem to laugh and dance over the walls with grinning skulls.

Aibell nodded to the broken man, the blade vanishing to the scent of ozone and superheated blood.

“For what it is worth, I’m sorry Hauptmann. Were we still the maidens of old I would have sung a song of mourning at the time of your death.”

Edward didn’t respond, choosing to turn and walk back beside Siegfried who seemed to be unshaken by the turn of events with Aibell. The Banshee’s voice rang out, far softer as her form slowly returned to that of a maiden.

“You’d do well not to engage any of The Choir, and do better not to engage the Queen. Flee, hide, fight as a last resort. Your mission is sure to be fraught with enemies to kill, I can assure you of this. Whatever is at play here may be more than just a simple containment breach, my senses tell me that at least.”

Aibell turns back to you, vanishing from the air with her piece said.

The rest of the squad seems to droop slightly, tension draining from their shoulders as the Banshee leaves their sight. Gertrude is the first to speak, her expression hidden by the scorched mask.

“You hide all kinds of secrets Jäger, and I hope none are as sinister as that. I’ll accept it for now, though you’ll have to excuse me for reporting to Emmerich when this is over. A Fae is one thing, that monster is another entirely. You best be sure of where her loyalties lie, lest we all find that weapon buried deep in our backs. If that’s all you have to say about Gottzunge, I’d appreciate if we can get this underway. Surely Sauer would like to be moving as well.”

Do you have anything left to add?

>>3329014
Since Aibell said that fire and magick were the only ways to do any real damage to banshees, we should stock up. Maybe get some body armor for everyone too, if it’s available and not too restrictive.

>>3329014
>She has had ample chances to slay me as of this point but has done nothing but aid, I would trust her well myself and I will simply report to him once this is done about her.

Backing this >>3329042 and also get the train under way

>>3329042
Ditto

How you all doing today, ready for a big fun session full of happening? How's the downtime away from combat treating you all.

>>3329048
Eh, How about yourself boss?

>>3329056
Tired and stressed from all this business stuff but excited for quest. Finally get to introduce some things I've been working on

Vote closed, combining and updating.

>>3329025
I'd guessed it was some banshee followed one of the people into the facility and found the queen then set her free through sabotage, and a whole bunch of other monsters and shit got thrown into the mix. If the facility is "banshee proof" the queen is still in there. If not, either there is gonna be a hell of a lot of other banshees or shes gone and left.

>>3329014
I was hoping the General would have been in the next car on his way to watch how we were briefing the people, only to see and overhear everything.

>>3329113
Nah, Emmerich has his own objectives to accomplish. As his protege he trusts us enough to do a simple briefing, though I'm sure he wouldn't expect a Banshee to be part of it.

>>3329124
I'm down for telling Emmerich, its just I was sleeping and couldn't bring it up in time.

Telling him would probably get him to arrange more suitable assets for him to open up for us. Could have asked him about the watch too, since it came from his train car drawer.

“If Aibell thinks there is something more to this then we best keep our eyes out. The revolver kept in the armory currently, is one I found in an abandoned trench line. Apparently it is of British origin, meant for killing the dark things of this world. If they are aware of things like this I wouldn’t be surprised to run into their agents, so keep on edge.”

“You think Tommy is all the way back here behind the line? Nonsense, they’re scrambling to deal with Reichbrehcer. Thousands of Barren troops dropped into Paris and London will keep them occupied far away from the Berlin outskirts.”

Otto was critical of what you said, but even you could tell he was trying more to convince himself than you. Trench Ghuls and monstrosities were one thing, but facing another highly trained unit would throw the entire Operation into madness.

You nodded to Otto, partially agreeing with him, while trying not to think of Ivara somewhere in a burning city.

“Though I’d like to agree with you, we’d best be prepared. Jumping off what Aibell said, if fire can harm the Banshee’s then we’d all best have a way to burn them. Surely the armory aboard will help with that. Along with that, I ask that you trust her. She has had countless chances to kill me, yet has done nothing but help.”

You turned to Gertrude now, meeting the gaze of the giant woman.

“I’ll tell Emmerich myself. It’ll likely have me ending as a lab rat, but he will know.”

The Barren laughed slightly, waving her hand at you as she reached down to pick up her greatcoat.

“Have it your way Jäger. I trust your word.”

Having said all you planned to, you motioned them dismissed. Siegfried was all too quick to sit back at the table, grinning wolfishly at the others.

“Care to keep the game going? I’m sure your risky bets will pay off soon Otto.”

You heard Otto growl something in anger as you traversed through the door, finding yourself inside the engine room of the massive armored train. Sauer was bent double, tinkering with some valve set into the wall. At the sound of the door closing she stood, turning to face you.

“Jäger! Finally decided not to brush me off. Emmerich has told me the train is under your command, and that we have a mission as well. Point me in the direction and I’ll get us there. Just don’t make me push it too hard, the souls have been restless of late. Last thing we need is to go up in the blue fire.”

Sauer looked to the lamp on the wall, whispering softly at the ball of light that bounced erratically through its glass prison.

“Berlin outskirts, there’s a lab we must reach.”

Sauer cocked an eye at you, then reached to the folder marked GOTTZUNGE, that you had picked up in Emmerich’s car. You weren’t the best with maps, and Sauer surely knew the railways better than you. Her brow furrowed as she looked the parchment over, laying it before you on the ground. You knelt to see the point she had her finger stuck over.

“Thankfully we can spend most of our trip underground, though we’ll have to go above to get through the Verdun line. Make sure the others know this, that place is home to all sorts of things best left unspoken of. The guns on this thing will be useless if we encounter anything there. Millions of revenants and Ghuls. The cannons will be far too slow for that sort of undertaking. If we can make it through fast we can hopefully do it without awakening anything else.”

Verdun, the blood pump of the war. Long forgotten now with the line moved forward, the forts still stood empty and decaying, ages old blood painting the walls. The Empire had deemed it a no go zone, the costlier logistics of moving around it worth far more than the hell that still lived through the walls. If Emmerich had cleared the train through Verdun then Gottzunge was very clearly vitally important to the war. You’d arrive there within days, much sooner than you’d hope.

You:

[1] Asked Sauer about Verdun

[2] Told Sauer to get the train moving, you’d see the blood fields yourself soon enough

>>3329168

[1] Asked Sauer about Verdun

>>3329168
[1] Asked Sauer about Verdun
We still have time to get to the armory after this

>>3329204
Armory will happen no matter what.

Gonna give it five for any more votes before we close it.

Vote closed and updating.

“Have you been to Verdun Sauer? Seen it?”

Sauer grimaces, running a hand through her hair.

“I ran one of the last trains through before the no go zone was instituted. Entire divisions had been vanishing at that point, just disappearing off the map. I was carrying supplies through to the Somme, ammunition and the like. Onboard was just wounded and the medical crew required to keep them stable.”

Sauer turned from you, grabbing the worn wooden chair and spinning the back to you. She sat, facing you with her arms crossed over the high back of it. Keeping your eyes on her face and not the bulging breasts pressed against the wood, you notice just how fearful she is to even talk about it.

“When we were a few hundred kilometers out it was the smell that hit everyone first. The wounded in poorer shape were vomiting uncontrollably, that damnable stench working its way into everything. It was a perpetual rot, congealed blood and torn organs.”

Sauer grimaced, wrinkling up her face.

“I still smell it in my sleep. We hit the haze next, thick fog covers the place day and night rain or shine. Far thicker than any I have ever seen. The fog lights only managed to illuminate a few feet of track, so I slowed the train. Command had assured us the line was intact but the last thing I wanted to do was derail there. So we crawled through it, passing by fetid lakes of blood that bubbled and popped. The forts are still there you know, the ones not shelled to rubble. Those we could see for some reason, clear as day. I could swear I saw infantry fighting and dying.”

Sauer fell silent, gooseflesh creeping up your back as an image more vivid than any you had seen crawled into your mind. You were there, at Verdun, you could see it before you. The sounds, screams, and smells. Just the very name was heavy, Verdun. You blinked, Aibell having set a hand on your shoulder lightly. Sauer was staring at the floor, drool slipping from her lips into a slowly growing puddle.

You:

[1] Pressed her for more

[2] It seemed Verdun didn’t like being spoken of, rouse her and get the train moving

>>3329306
>Verdun doesn’t like being spoken of
I ain’t gonna fuck with that shit

>>3329306
[1] Pressed her for more
I say we go through there.

I hope we could make a pit stop at the forts... heheheheh

Is Emmerich staying in the car the entire time?

>>3329306
[2] It seemed Verdun didn’t like being spoken of, rouse her and get the train moving

>We really need to find a way to protect shit from this.

>>3329306
[2] It seemed Verdun didn’t like being spoken of, rouse her and get the train moving
Sounds like repeated fires or a nuke would only improve the area

>>3329332
Emmerich is staying on the front to direct the disposal of the bio-weapon.

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>>3329341
>Nuking that which is already dead and very angry

>>3329344
Do it for fun.

Also we could use the information since we are defiantly gonna get plothooked! when we pass through.

Also what does Emmerich's personal train look like? I thought it was one of those fancy patrician wooden luxury railcars.

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>>3329359
Armored train. One engine on either side.

Vote closed and updating.

I'll get you guys to press the shiny button one day but you might be too shadowrun for that.

You gently tapped Sauer, head her lolling back as a low keening moan rose from her throat. Shaking her more urgently the cloud over her eyes crept away, replaced with fear.

“I don’t want to go back Jäger. I don’t want to be there again. The things that happened on board...I disconnected the cars and I alone fled. I can’t do the same again.”

You:

[1] Promise to protect Sauer

[2] Assured her it wouldn’t happen

>>3329386
[1] Promise to protect Sauer
forshadowing

>>3329386

[1] Promise to protect Sauer

PROMISE TO PROTECT THE BIG TIDDY WAIFU

>>3329393
>>3329395
You guys are intent all the waifus aren't you.

Though there's a lot of Ivara hate

>>3329404
Totally

Pretty sure we were ordered too

>>3329404
Naw its just from some bitter incel, who couldn't handle the intimacy.

>>3329416
We'll make her mistress of our harem, and ensure she enforces our will upon the fertile wombs.

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Votes are unanimous so closed and updating.

Emmerich had warned you about Sauer in the past, I wonder if she might be a little unhinged from everything?

>>3329429
>scene with Nixie and her hundreds of sisters at once
This pleases me

>>3329434
>Hundreds
Oh geez not even Jäger could manage to keep up with that. He would literally have no time for anything else ever.

You closed with Sauer, pulling her into a hug that caused a gasp of surprise.

“We’ll keep you safe Sauer. I’ll keep you safe. We have the some of the best of the Empire onboard and I’m sure Gertrude would be all too happy to set alight anything that moves there. Stay strong and keep the engine moving and I know we can get through. I’ll be by your side.”

Slowly, Sauer wrapped her arms around you, the skin of her left side twisted with burns long past. She shook with silent sobs for a moment, before pulling away and wiping her eyes.

“Thank you Jäger. I feel better already.”

Sauer forced a laugh, pulling the straps of her overalls tighter over her frame. With the back of her hand she wiped her brow, casting aside the cold sweat and replacing it with grease and oil. The spider web of twisted flesh over her face tightened unnaturally as she grinned.

“I’ve been through every theatre and hell this war has to offer, I won’t let a forgotten place be the end of me. Hell I even took a soul lamp explosion, though I guess that was after Verdun.”

Sauer turned to the soul lamp, whispering to it quickly in a hushed tone. Turning back to you she laughed.

“I can take you through any of these hells Jäger, rest easy. I’ll move to the other engine and get us going. Come visit me won’t you. It gets lonely when all I have to listen to are these things whispering.”

Sauer taps the glass of the lamp as if to illustrate her point. She pushed past you, glancing over her shoulder with a soft smile, whispering something to herself as she left the room.

You:

[1] Went to the Armory and took your pick

[2] Gathered up the others and went together

>>3329462
[1] Went to the Armory and took your pick

>>3329462
[1] Went to the Armory and took your pick

>>3329462
>[2] Gathered up the others and went together

>>3329462
>[2] Gathered up the others and went together
If we are the only one who can damage banshees then this mission has no chance of success.

>>3329462
Can we ask her about the watch or did we do that already?

>>3329488
There are two engines at the front and back, she would have to regularly travel through all the cars. Best leave one weapon in each car, or be less wasteful and have her carry one.

>>3329499
We spoke to Sauer about finding the watch when it first happened but never about the watch directly. We found it in a train car that no one else could see.

>>3329506
Wait what? I thought it was the on the train we currently are on that we found it in.

>>3329542
It was this train, however the car wasn't actually there. We stepped from Emmerich's car into the car we found it, then to the engine. When asking Sauer about the previous car she said it was just Emmerich's car behind us.

>>3329462
>go to the armoury yourself

Vote closed and updating to get everyone along with dispersing weapons.

Well shit, that ties us so nevermind. 3-3 guys.

>>3329570
Fuck it, just grab everyone. I’m changing my vote

>>3329576
Going to the armory yourself was more to get the pick of the gear first.

>>3329576
We were getting first dib on gear you fucking fruitcake

You followed behind Sauer, until you reached the first of the squad. Clearly fed up with losing at gambling repeatedly Otto had left the table and moved to the bar car. The smell of strong alcohol wrinkled your nose as you got closer, a fresh glass on the bar in front of Otto. The bear of a man seemed not even to feel the effects, though he couldn’t have had more than a glass or two in the time you were gone.

“Jäger. Here to take me up on that offer of training?”

You shake your head, and Otto sighs.

“Actually, I wanted to get everyone together and move to the armory. Best take a look at our options and what we want to be carrying.”

Otto perked up at the mention, a broad grin creasing his weathered features.

“Now that’s much more my speed. Training can wait, I’m always ready to play with more guns and knives.”

Otto was already out of his chair and striding down the length of the car as you caught up, the train lurching underneath you. Sauer must have reached the other engine, the whistle belting out to clear the tracks of any soldiers. Slowly, the steady rumble of the wheels became background noise to you as the engine pulled the armored machine through the thick haze of gunsmoke.

You found the others in the cabin where you had left them, surprised to see Nixie and Gertrude across from one another. Gertrude was polishing the flammenwerfer on her lap, while Nixie asked various questions about weaponry. Gertrude seemed happy to field the questions about weapons, though was slowly growing annoyed with the Fae’s closeness.

Siegfried had cleaned the table, a stack of ammunition in front of him for varying calibers. Klaus was only half playing now, looking at his book rather than the cards in hand. Edward was still intent on winning back what he had lost though defeat was surely inevitable.

Otto spoke before you could, clapping his hands together.

“Up and about soldiers, our valiant squad leader has decided it’s time for the best part of the trip. Let’s go arm up.”

Gertrude whooped with joy, letting the flamer hang off her side on its strap. Nixie was most excited of them all, her eyes shining with the strange lust she had for weapons.

“I won’t be needing anything but Mathilda. Can’t hurt to look though.”

Siegfried flanked your left as he said this, leaving the game at the table. Edward took the chance to peek at Siegfried’s cards, crying out with anger and tossing his hand down.

The group of you moved through the living car, reaching the bolted steel door of the armory.

>>3329660

>>3329572 had changed vote and broke it. I forgot to write updating

You had just passed through on your first trip, and now you took the time to really look at the walls. Surely not all these weapons were prototypes, some were very clearly marked from other nations. Weapons adorned every inch, bladed and firearm alike. Some surely dated to the start of the war, chambered for long forgotten ammunition.

You:

[1] Helped Nixie pick a weapon

[2] Looked for yourself

[3] Asked Aibell if she could use a gun

>>3329666
Checked and hail satan?

[1] Helped Nixie pick a weapon
[2] Looked for yourself

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>>3329692
HAIL SATAN

>>3329666
Hail Satan
>all three at once

>>3329733
We can do an all, if everyone votes on that.

>>3329739
If Satan permits it.

Two for all puts it in the lead. Vote closed, updating.

>>3329583
That's what I assumed it meant, tho we should probably share...

>Edward took the chance to peek at Siegfried’s cards, crying out with anger and tossing his hand down.
Ed can't catch a break.
[1] Helped Nixie pick a weapon
[3] Asked Aibell if she could use a gun
Probably bests to get her a melee weapon, or let her use the shovel herself. A weapon using a weapon against a ghost does sound a bit silly.

“Aibell, before we do this, can you use a gun?”

You briefly see Aibell in your mind’s eye, clutching her blade between her breasts and shaking her head side to side.

With that settled you turn your attention to Nixie, still looking quite appetizing in her uniform. Her eyes are wide as she stares at the walls in wonder. She seems indecisives, picking up various weapons before placing them back on the wall to move quickly to the next.

“Can you shrink those weapons Nixie? Use something in a small form?”

Nixie shook her head, not even using words as she stared from wall to wall.

How did you want Nixie to approach combat:

[1] Close, Melee like yourself

[2] Close, heavy weapons like Siegfried

[3] Medium distance, a standard infantry rifle

[4] Long distance, a marksman rifle like Klaus

[5] Long distance, a heavy rifle like one of the anti tank rifles

>>3329818
[5] Long distance, a heavy rifle like one of the anti tank rifles

bitches love cannos.

>>3329845
Mein neger

>>3329854
I know its not smart, I know its bad. But I love me a fae with a anti-tank rifle and magic fucking being used how this all works.

>>3329860
>prone boning Nixie while she tears apart risen french with anti tank rounds

>>3329865
Whelp, I regret nothing now, You did this

>>3329818
A light automatic weapon is more her speed.
Find a decent smg for her.

>>3329891
What world war do you think this is?

>>3329845
Ditto
>>3329865
>”I’m spooning a beretta 50 cal right now Jaeger, I could kill a building right now”

>>3329901
Not to be that guy but, Barrett. It's Barrett but I appreciate the enthusiasm.
>>3329898
SMG's existed at the tail end of 1918, as such we'd have them now.

>>3329898
One where a fairy had trouble dragging our heavy rifle to us back when we fought the rotworm mother.

>>3329911
I mean the American's had them and the british, There was no german designed one until types in 1942 right?

>>3329913
That was however, in small form.

>>3329901
Just give her a 20mm and tell her its for harpies.

>>3329913
She has magic

>>3329919
Germany actually had one of the first smgs, the MP18. Though you could technically count the Mauser C96 as well.

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>>3329911
I’m sad no one got my reference

>>3329933
Scratch that actually, the M712 variant didn't get produced until 1927. So just the MP18.

>>3329937
Sorry man I haven't seen Archer in awhile but Lana does things to my dick if it matters.

>>3329950
Same, although I’ve always really liked Cheryl

>>3329920
I thought she transformed into her big form for a moment before going back.

>>3329959
No she was still smol

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>>3329898
Oh, you were talking about them not existing....?

We used or came across some smg's in the earlier threads. Also pic related.

>>3329981
The BAR is not an SMG, rather much more akin to a battle rifle or LMG. Now the Annihilator/Thompson would have fit but that wasn't introduced until after the war.

>>3329981
I realized my mistake, and the Browning is an American made weapon is it not?

>>3329989
>>3329990
Well I thought you were impressing that portable automatic firearms were not viable in the qst/setting, so I brought up an example of portable automatic weapons that were available in the tail end of ww1 historically.

Yes it is American made, but since people have captured enemy weapons all the time, and we even had a British revolver taken fro ma french trench barracks, I figure a BAR isn't going to be so far fetched,

>>3330010
More like the evolution of the BAR. We got 232 years to make that thing even more bitching.

Gonna let the vote sit for a bit, I need to get out of my chair. Back in 15-30.

Holy fuck my back is killing me. Longer break boys but I'll return.

>>3330141
Oh no, Rip

>>3329970
>dragging along the pretty wood and metal that dealt death. Your ability to change your size made it easier, though you went back to normal before you entered, not wanting him to know about it.
The impression I got when it said "Your ability to change your size made it easier" was she was in big form dragging the gun.

Then "though you went back to normal before you entered" was her changing back either before or after dropping in our rifle to us.

>>3330154
Well damn you got me. In my head she wasn't full size but I should have written that better. Had she been full she'd have had trouble in the tunnel hence the dragging. At full size she has and can use weapons normally. My shitty writing on that part anon.

>>3330210
Ah okay, no worries.

Might have to halt here guys. Sorry for no long session, I'm just drained. Everyone down to continue tomorrow?

>>3330288
Reeeee I've been bamboozled by a long sesson that was short!

Though aye, I'll be here fucking fix your back.

There better we some awesome shit tommorrow for this TERRIBLE sin!

>>3330288
Only if you give Nixie something nice.
Not something so nice that it can replace us okay?

>>3330293
OH man. It was supposed to be this session but it'll be tomorrow. I got good stuff here. Can't wait to introduce The EXCAL Unit

>>3330302
Sounds spandexy and colourful.

>>3330302
The only thing I know is that that sounds spooky

>>3330314
The only spandexy thing in my universe is latex clad battle nuns

>>3330322
Why did we suddenly have Latex for Nixie?

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>>3330322
That's why we need to make a pit stop.

>>3330326
Extra protection

>>3330360
Such a good trailer

>>3330377
I obsess over it for all the wrong reason, then the right ones.

>>3330380
Are you into Ryona anon

>>3330322
Dear god YES

>>3330385
Is Germany Protestant or catholic? I need to know

>>3330436
More pagan tribal like their roots.

>>3330439
Oh, ok

>>3330322
How do they recruit battle-nuns

>>3330447
Life time of training and repressed urges

>>3330385
Not what I meant.

Some scenes are improperly inverted which was jarring and ruined my immersion.

>>3330385
Hmm, now that you mention it..... Wouldn't most people in this universe be into that?

>>3330465
Now there are ways to help battle sisters with their urges. But no men have ever come to know them and live.

If only they found a man, a capable man with the stamina and endurance.

>>3330449
Damn, I would have thought they would have recruited some hardcore barrens

>>3330478
Barrens are a uniquely German way of dealing with infertility. Only we have divisions of repressed pyros

>>3330449
>>3330476

>>3330478
Nowhere does that post indicate a lack of barren women in their ranks.....

>>3330489
How horribly depressing, how do other countries deal with them?

>>3330476
I'm sure it's a thing. Especially fur wulfstruppen.

You want a battle nun harem?

>>3330495
I meant specifically, like they ONLY recruited barrens to be the war-brides of christ

>>3330503
I’m not saying I would want a nun-harem, but am saying that don’t want one

>>3330499
Most press them into service, or simply exile them. In Britian they're fed to the mermaids to make new ones via drowning.

>>3330439
I thought you said the church was more powerful than ever? Like crusades levels of power perhaps?

>>3330499
Female Morale Auxiliary support units.

>>3330503
Now I thought we all implicitly agreed on a general harem, not a specifically catered one. But we definitely need a pair of battle nuns in it, or perhaps an entire bodyguard squad of them.

>>3330504
Ah.

>>3330512
That's harsh, like mermies would become like screeching white feather stabbing feminists, worst than American harpies.

>>3330516
The Church is yes. However with the breaking of the seals came the old gods as well and Germany went back to their roots in an effort to reclaim that part of their national identity and hopefully sway over magical creatures and favor.

Also the Vatican is in a perpetual crusade

>>3330516
Battle nun sister characters coming up

>>3330552
>inb4 Lana Kane nun hits on young soldier

I love how interested in the lore you guys are and how many questions you ask. World building is my shit.

>>3330534
>We're back to paganism roots

Oh god, what the fuck is happening in the north then

>>3330578
And your world building is the shit,

>>3330600
nekkied girls dancing in the woods with flowers on their heads..

>>3330578
>>3330603
I love watching your shit.