>>3332165

Equipment:
>Full Plate Armor
>Maiden and Knight Rings: [The Maiden Ring where can transfer their health to the Knight Ring wearer and the Knight Ring wearer can absorb damage the Maiden Ring wearer would receive. Allow telepathic communication between the ring wearers.]
>Plate of the Savior’s Mercy: (once per in game day you will survive a mortal blow)
>Untouchable Glaive: +2 to damage. Every turn in combat that you don’t take damage, the enemy will have 1 point taken off their dice (This is cumulative so 3 turns without taking damage = -3 to their dice)
>Halberd
>Short sword
>Coin of Fate (re-roll 1 die with a coin flip [1=crit fail 2=crit success] Non-Spontaneous Rolls Only)
>Helmet of Clear Vision (+2 on perception checks, can see through minor illusions)
>Oak Heart Belt: +5 HP and will make you marginally stronger adding +1 to your dice damage. Secondary effect: If you were then belt for 24 consecutive hours your skin will turn to bark adding +3 to your defense and -1 to your dice damage.
>1 Health potion
>1 Energy potion
>2 Explosive Grenadoes
>1 Smoke Grenado
>125 Gold

Books:
>Herbalism Primer
>Herbalist Guide Book
Perks:
>Bush Wacker: Easier to spot and set ambushes
>Elf War Veteran: +2 to your defense against non-magical ranged attacks and +2 to your dice damage.
>Commanding Voice: Your words will be heard over the loudest of noises and when directly giving orders, the recipients of those orders gain a +2 to their rolls. You also gain +1 when intimidating others.
>Iron Gullet perk. It will now take a copious amount of alcohol to get you even tipsy, a blessing and a curse; however spoiled foods and poisons now have a hard time making you sick +3 to resist the effects of poison.
>Smart Attacker: You’ve been there attacked that and gotten smacked for it so many times you finally learned something (The aggressive stance no longer deducts defense and adds +1 to your dice rolls for combat).
>Shoulder to Shoulder: Fighting side by side with your companions has taught you how to fight as a team. The Battle Buddy bonus now applies when companions are fighting next to you, not just against the same target. You will also confer the Battle Buddy bonus to companions who are applying it to you.
>Triage Medic: After any fight in which you’ve sustained damage, you can choose to treat your wounds, healing you for 5 HP, you also have an easier time treating the wounds of others.


>Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Mid+Boss+Quest

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“Alright, but you’ve got one shot at this, you slip up and that’s it.” you warn Aborea before heading back to the training grounds. The lieutenants had wasted no time in preparing since you had left. They had turned a large portion of their drill area into a shallow lake with just enough water to create a solid ice surface. Meanwhile not too far away in a little pond, Long’s crossbowmen were practicing shooting at targets on the shore line from little boats which were being rocked back and forth to simulate rough waters. Most of the shots were failing to hit the targets and every shot that thumped in to the dirt would be followed by a steady stream of curses from the shooter.

With the grounded readied you watch Aborea step up to the edge of the shallow lake, rubbing her hands together she kneels down and places her palms on the surface of the water. With none of the usual incantations or gestures Mildri makes, Aborea begins to freeze the water. It takes only a few moments for the shallow lake to turn into a field of solid ice. Standing back up Aborea shoots you a grin over her shoulder “See I told you I could do it.”

You couldn’t argue with her results she had done what you’d asked and the ice field looked stable and smooth to your eyes. Ignoring her comment for now, you order the troops onto the ice to begin their combat drills. The results are understandably bad. The soldiers probably spent more time getting back up than drilling. A sword slash blocked would send the recipient sliding backwards over the ice. A normal step into a strike would slide out from under the attacker causing him to fall down hard onto the ice. As the training went on and men accrued bruises, you accrued many angry looks and threats muttered under breaths from the troops.

“You’re going to have mutiny on your hands Captain if you don’t do something,” Aborea teases.

“Oh really now, and do you have any suggestion on what that something I should do is?”

“Get out there with them and spar, I could be your opponent.”

“You my opponent, do you even know how to fight?”

Aborea flattens her hand and a thin shingle of ice forms around her hand and then extends outward thinning and stopping at a sharp point at about the length of a shortsword. “Mildri may not know how to fight Baldr, but I do.”

>You wouldn’t ask your men to do anything you wouldn’t be willing to do yourself, spar with them (Spar with Aborea? [Yes/No])
>Hating your training and officers is part and parcel of being a solider. They might hate your guts, but they’ll learn to fight on ice.
>[Write in]

>>3332171

>You wouldn’t ask your men to do anything you wouldn’t be willing to do yourself, spar with them (Spar with Aborea? [Yes/No])

We will have to learn it too, and it's better to gouge what the fucking demon can do in a fight so yes

>>3332171

>You wouldn’t ask your men to do anything you wouldn’t be willing to do yourself, spar with them (Spar with Aborea? [Yes/No])

No spar with the demon, we can't be made fools by her.

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>>3332231
>>3332530
>>3332643

“Very well then, we can spar. I need the training anyway since I’ll be with them on those boats.”

“Great, let’s go Baldr,” Aborea teases again this time her voice carries a slightly malicious tone to it.

As you step out onto a clear patch of ice, Aborea creates a second ice blade for her other hand, additionally a thick coating of ice forms around her chest, shin and arms like pieces of armor. Noticing the two of you out on the ice a few of the soldiers slow their own fights so they can keep an eye on your fight. “Ready Captain?” Aborea asks.

“Ready,” you respond and the fight commences.

Baldur Blooddragon

>HP: 25/25

>Attack Bonuses:
>Untouchable Glaive +2

>Defense Bonuses:
>Full Armor +3

>Misc. Effects:
>Veteran +3 to dice
>Oaken Strength +1 to dice
>Icy Ground -2 to dice

VS.

Aborea

>HP: Healthy

>Attack Bonuses:
>Piercing Ice Blades + 2 to damage

>Defense Bonuses:
>Ice Armor + 2 to defense

>Misc. Effects:
>Experienced + 2 to dice

Alright boys do you wish to use your standard Offensive stance, or do you want to change things up? Regardless, give me some d20s

Fighting stance:
>Offensive stance: + 2 to your damage +1 to your dice
>Defensive stance: +2 to your defense -1 to your damage
>Balanced stance: No bonuses
>Perform Action [Specify]

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>3334297
Standard
Its probably how we will fight there and we need to get used

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>3334297
>Offensive stance: + 2 to your damage +1 to your dice

Rolled 4, 16, 14 = 34 (3d20)

>>3334297

>Aborea

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>>3334297

>>3334604
>>3334620
>>3334768
>>3334907

Your rolls: 4,12,12 = (9) +3 [Veteran] + 1 [Stance] + 1 [Oaken Strength] – 2[Icy Ground] = 12
Enemy rolls: 4,16,14 = (11) +2 [Experienced] + 1 [ Mysterious Stance]= 14
12 – 14 = -2 damage

Bonuses: -2 - 2[Piecing Ice Blades] + 3[Full Armor] = 1 mock damage received


You lunge forward only to have your back foot slide out from under you. Falling onto your knee, you continue your attack swinging your glaive outward still trying to hit Aborea. She simply leans back and watches your swing pass by her. She then closes with you, fast. Seemingly gliding across the ice she gets in close to you and smacks your helmet with her ice blade. While the attack itself didn’t hurt much, your pride was stung severely by Aborea’s blow. Gliding across the behind you, you watch as Aborea adopts the strangest stance you’ve ever seen. Never holding still Aborea’s body was constantly moving, swaying on the ice, while her gaze remained fixed on you. As you rise back onto your feet and turn to face Aborea, she giggles and flashes you a smile “Pretty good aren’t I Captain, but wait till you see what else I can do.” She taunts as she glides across the ice towards you.

>Give me some more d20s gentlemen

>>3335138

Water's not that deep, the most that would happen would be that you got your boots wet

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>3335118

>>3335162
The fucking bitch better roll a 1.

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>3335118

>>3335203
she is a bitch alright, but this is more to learn how to stand on icen then beating her i think

Rolled 7, 20, 11 = 38 (3d20)

>>3335118

>Aborea

>>3335273

If my luck is this good I should just start rolling for Baldr and have you guys roll for the enemies.

>>3335300

I gave you guys the chance to make crits hurt less but you didn't take it, ah well dems the brakes I guess

>>3335331
Don't worry about it. All will be well. Besides she's probably just stressed, and this is her first out with this much freedom.

>>3335342

I was more referring to the perk I offered after you beat the mercenaries

>Lean Into the Blow: You’ve been smacked around by a lot of lucky blows as a result, you’re able to better see them coming and prepare. Enemy crit no longer do double damage, they simply add +5 to the damage

>>3335342
Yeah, the item that QM offered us last thread explicitly stated that it only worked when Baldr crit fails, AND the enemy gets a crit success. That is going to be a very rare occurrence for both to happen on the same turn.

>>3335365
With the number of crits our enemies get we'll have another chance to get it, right DM. Please.

>>3335309
Support. If we kill Mildri then there will be no obstacle for us and best waifu once she recovers.

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>>3335118

>>3335128
>>3335162
>>3335210
>>3335273

Your rolls: 3,5,19 = (9) +3 [Veteran] + 1 [Stance] + 1 [Oaken Strength] – 2[Icy Ground] = 12
Enemy rolls: 7,20,11 = (13)*2 crit +2 [Experienced] + 1 [ Mysterious Stance]= 29
12 – 29 = -17 damage

Bonuses: -17 - 2[Piecing Ice Blades] + 3[Full Armor] = 16 mock damage received


Refusing to let Aborea’s taunts to get to you, you charge at her again being careful of your footing this time. As you close, the ice blade on Aborea right hand thickens and reforms into a club. Keeping your eyes on her as she glides in on your left side, you prepare slide over and hit her as she passes. You never get the chance though as shifting suddenly Aborea comes up on your left. Hooking your leg with her ice blade, she knocks it out from under you, leaving you off balance with one foot in the air. Then using all her strength and the momentum she had built up, Aborea slams her ice club into your chest knocking the wind out of you and causing you to land on flat on your back. Over the clatter of your collapse, you can hear the soldiers around you wince and few of them laugh. Looking over, you can see that most of the drilling soldiers had stopped and come to watch your fight. You watch as a few of the soldiers exchange money some already realizing they’d bet on the wrong horse.

Clambering back to your feet and sucking air back into your deflated lungs, you face off against Aborea again. “Captain you don’t look so good, are you sure you want to continue?” The false pity in Aborea’s voice is almost enough to make your blood boil, but you try to keep calm as you move silently toward her. “I tried to warn him.” Aborea says showboating to the crowd of soldiers before advancing on you again.

>Give me what might be your last set of d20s for this fight anons

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>3335438
Kill the whore after the mission is over.

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>3335438

Rolled 4, 11, 1 = 16 (3d20)

>>3335438

>Aborea

>>3335593
fuck you bitch

>>3335593
Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes Yes.

>>3335593
Don't kill anyone please by the way she is very useful to us at least. But she is a b****.

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>>3335438

>>3335444
>>3335449
>>3335568
>>3335593

As soon as confidence and pride exceed reason, the battle is lost. In your first clash, you realized that moving on the ice wasn’t going to be possible for you right now. In your second, you figured out that watching Aborea’s core and chest was the key to determining her movements. In your third, you struck back. As Aborea closed in you dug in waiting to see her move, she was going for the same move again feign in on your left then striking right. This time however, as she strikes out for your foot, you knee her in the gut doubling her over and knocking the wind out of her. Stunned and unable to respond, you smash your glaive into her chest cracking the ice armor and sending Aborea flying back and skidding across the ice until she comes to a halt at the edge of the ice rink.

There is another set of winces and a few cheers from the crowd of soldiers as Aborea skids across the ice. Money changes hands again heading back the other way as those who’d bet on you took their money back. Now the crowd was energized, they had a real fight on their hands now. A mix of cheers for both you and Aborea rose up some egging you on to finish her off and others for Aborea to get back up and into the fight.

As Aborea gets back on her feet, you feel something has changed about her, and you know exactly what it is as soon as she locks eyes with you again. Gone from her face was the happy taunting smile. Now the smile on her face was full of insane vindictive anger. She no longer slid around on the ice instead now, she walked purposely toward you, an icy wind emanating from her chilling you to your bones. It looked like she had finally gotten serious.

The spectating soldiers feeling the cold wind began to back up and away from the two of you not wanting to be caught up in what would likely be a big clash. Readying yourself once again, you face off against Aborea

>For better or worse one last set of d20s boys

>>3335702

Whoops for got the totals from last round.

Your rolls: 19,16,18 = (18) +3 [Veteran] + 1 [Stance] + 1 [Oaken Strength] – 2[Icy Ground] = 21
Enemy rolls: 4,11,1 = (5)/2 crit fail +2 [Experienced] + 1 [Frostbite Stance]= 6
21 – 6 = 15 damage

Bonuses: 15 + 2 [Untouchable Glaive] + 2 [Stance] – 2 [Ice Armor] – 2 [Fluid Stance] = 15 mock damage dealt

Judging form the lack of responses I'm assuming most of you have gone to bed, fortunately so must I. Tomorrow we will wrap up this fight whether it end in victory or defeat.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>3335702
>specify action
We duck under her attack then we up cut her.

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>3335702

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>3335709

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>3335702

>>3336229
Test

Rolled 10, 2, 10 = 22 (3d20)

>>3335702

>Aborea

Sorry for the late post, but after the thread page got fucky I got swept away for a bit

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>>3335702

>>3335893
>>3336104
>>3336195
>>3339159

Your rolls: 5,4,15 = (8) +3 [Veteran] + 1 [Stance] + 1 [Oaken Strength] + 1 [Untouchable] – 2 [Icy Ground] – 1 [Blizzard Wind] = 11
Enemy rolls: 10,2,10 = (7) +2 [Experienced] + 1 [Frostbite Stance]= 10
11 – 10 = 1 damage

Bonuses: 1 + 2 [Untouchable Glaive] + 2 [Stance] – 2 [Ice Armor] = 3 mock damage dealt


With no fancy gliding around this time, Aborea slashes at you her strikes no longer playful and seeming to be aiming to actually injure you. You like it better this way, you know that her strikes are meant to injure so you are able to see them coming and effectively knock them aside. She doesn’t let up though and you are nearly struck in the side by one of her slices. Taking the blow on your breastplate instead, you capitalized on the failed hit and land a blow of your own on the side of her breastplate of ice. The only difference between your two strikes was that you swung harder and it shows. Aborea skids sideways from your blow and shards of ice fall off of her side. Managing to stay on her feet, she slides to a halt only a little ways away from you.

Judging from her heavy breathing and loosely hanging limbs Aborea didn’t have much strength left to fight you with. Then again, you didn’t either.

>Continue the match. You were never one to leave a fight unfinished.
>Call it off now, you’ve both shown your prowess and you should stop before someone gets hurt.
>[Write In]

Regardless of what you choose give me some d20s

>>3339214
m8 that 4 was from a d100

>>3339214
yup, we got the 20 there qm

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>3339214
I say we keep going but will we need to? Is that 20 counting?

>>3339362
>>3339438

Oh shit you are right I can not read. Well you kicked her ass then, update in 7 hours

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>>3335702

>>3335893
>>3336195
>>3336229
>>3339159

Your rolls: 5,15,20 = (13)*2 crit +3 [Veteran] + 1 [Stance] + 1 [Oaken Strength] + 1 [Untouchable] – 2 [Icy Ground] – 1 [Blizzard Wind] = 29
Enemy rolls: 10,2,10 = (7) +2 [Experienced] + 1 [Frostbite Stance]= 10
29 – 10 = 19 damage

Bonuses: 19 + 2 [Untouchable Glaive] + 2 [Stance] – 2 [Ice Armor] = 21 mock damage dealt

With Aborea’s change in stance and demeanor, you reconsider your tactics. You were getting used to standing on ice, so you were willing to try something inspired by Aborea’s own attacks. Sliding on the ice you make your way toward Aborea, picking up significant speed as you approach. Noticing your approach Aborea picks up speed as well and begins to run at you. Closing with each other extremely quickly, Aborea doesn’t have time to react as you spring your attack. Using the extra reach your glaive affords you, you slash at Aborea forcing her to block the attack and leaving her unable to respond as you lower your shoulder and slam into her, your pauldron making solid contact with the side of her face. With all the momentum you’d built up on your approach you simply bowl her over. Aborea’s feet shoot out from under her and she lands with a thump on to the ice. Jamming your glaive into the ice you grind to a halt. Aborea lay on the ice unresponsive while the crowd of soldiers lets out a mix of cheers and curses as money is shifts hands a final time and the lieutenants break up the crowd.

You make your way back out to Aborea and kneel down next to her. You had knocked her out and judging by the swelling, given her a nasty bruise on the side of her face. Picking her up you get off the ice and lay her out on the ground outside the ice rink. As you set her down she lets out a groan and her eyes open only to squeeze shut in pain again. “Oh, my face,” groans Mildri.

“You’ll be alright, I don’t think I broke anything, but you’ll get quite the bruise after the swelling stops.”

“I let her take control on one condition, she wouldn’t get us hurt and I come back to this.” She says rubbing her face.

“Didn’t you try to stop her?”

“I tried to talk her out of fighting you, but she wouldn’t listen. Then once the fight got going and our blood got pumping there was nothing I could do she was in total control.”

“You’re in control of everything now though right?”

“Yes, but I don’t want to be, everything hurts and I’m exhausted from her using too much magic. If she thinks she can hide inside and pout while I have to deal with her mess she’s got another thing coming.” Mildri closes her eyes and you presume that she’s about to drag Aborea back out.

> “No Mildri don’t, let her be for now.” You don’t want to deal with a pouty demon right now.
> Let Mildri bring Aborea back out, you’ve got a few words for her.
> [Write In]

>>3341144
> Let Mildri bring Aborea back out, you’ve got a few words for her.

Go rest Milfri.

Arborea, military is about impressions too, I had to knock you out because I couldn't afford to look weak in front of my men, and you forcdd me to do it.

>>3341144

> Let Mildri bring Aborea back out, you’ve got a few words for her.

Tell her that was fun. But be careful next time because the body's on loan.

>>3341144
> Let Mildri bring Aborea back out, you’ve got a few words for her.

>>3341281
Arborea fucked up, but no harm done, now she should focus on teachind the men how to deal with the ice, she should have some good advice.

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>>3341217
>>3341278
>>3341281

>Last post of the night

“Alright! Fine! You don’t need to be a bitch about it.” Aborea shouts as she reemerges. Realizing where she was and that you were right next to her Aborea shoots you a glare “Did she pull me back out just so you could gloat?”

“No, she wanted you to take responsibility for your actions and deal with the pain from the bruises you picked up.”

“Thanks for those by the way, they make it hard to talk.” Aborea says shifting her jaw around and wincing at the movement.

“You’re welcome and thank you for the spar it was fun and I learned a lot about fighting on ice.”

“Well I’m glad my suffering was of some benefit to you,” Aborea says bitterly.

“It was very beneficial, but I’m not the only one who needs your help,” you gesture to the other sparing soldiers.

“No, everything hurts and I’m tired, I’m just going to go back to the inn.”

“C’mon shouting at soldiers will make you feel better and will help you blow off some steam. It always works me.”

Aborea gives you a pensive look before letting out a loud groan and rising to her feet. “Alright, I’ll teach these idiots how to walk on ice,” she says as she walks over to the crowd of drilling soldiers.

The rest of the day goes well enough. You watch and listen to Aborea as she shouts and gives advice to the troops, knocking over any trooper who snickers at her face or makes a wise crack behind her back. If she lost some of her attitude she’d make a fine sergeant you think to yourself. By the end of the day both the troops and you are tired, dirty, and bruised all over. As you head back to the in with a less pouty Aborea, you think about what you’ll do this evening.

>You’re tired and bruised just go to bed.
>Gregory said he’d teach you some healer stuff might as well take him up on his offer.
>You need to finish reading that herbalism book.
>[Write In]

>>3341630
>Gregory said he’d teach you some healer stuff might as well take him up on his offer.

See how our wounded girl is and get that medical knowledge

>>3341630

>Gregory said he’d teach you some healer stuff might as well take him up on his offer.

>>3341630
>Gregory said he’d teach you some healer stuff might as well take him up on his offer.

Not an excuse to drop by again, no sir, not at all...

>>3341630
>Gregory said he’d teach you some healer stuff might as well take him up on his offer.

>>3341630
GM did you die, also I just realized that instead of being 22 you put 21 on the number.

>>3346831
Yeah I've been extremely busy as of late and haven't had time to post. That and my internet is down, I had to post this using precious data. Don't expect a new post until Friday, but who knows maybe my internet will get fixed and I'll catch a break.

>21
God dammit well at least I'll be able to fix it in the archive.

>>3346971
forgot my name

>>3346971
Thanks for the heads up

Rolled 20, 2, 3 = 25 (3d20)

>>3341672
>>3342262
>>3342351
>>3345007

Okay Anons give me some d20s to see how well you learn from Gregory. Don't worry about my rolls they aren't in contestation of yours.

>Update will be in 9ish hours

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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>3350310

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>3350310
Let's hope its a Sel recovery test or and antidote manufacture test

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Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>3350310

>>3350462
Coin? I say coin.

>>3350469

Yes you may coin this if you wish

>>3350475
I agree to coin

>>3350475
Coin

>>3350475
Let's coin it then

>>3350484
>>3350545
>>3350591

Alright then give me 1d2

1= crit fail

2= crit success

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3350650

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>3350650

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>3350650
hope this works

>>3351357
Unless my roll is taken since mine was the 1 and substituted roll we are going with the other, if that is the case we should hope the 11 and the 14 gives us 2 successes so that takin -1 from the 1 we still have 1 success and learn at least something

>>3351619
And there went my ID.
I'm this dude>>3350830

>>3350650
Hey DM, how about you roll for how well the old healer teaches.

>>3350379
>>3350446
>>3350732

>Only post of the night

Gregory promised to teach you something about the healer’s arts and you wanted to learn, that’s it. You just wanted to learn from a healer with no other motivations, no sir you weren’t there to check on Selenas.

Arriving at the healers’ hospital, you are led back to the room where Gregory had been mixing his antidote earlier that day.

“Ah so you’ve come back, good, well let’s get started then.” Gregory pulls out a stack of leather squares, a sewing needle, and thread. At incredible speed he stitches together two squares of leather “Stitching wounds closed is a healer’s bread and butter, so let’s get sewing.” The healer takes you through sewing techniques and the proper way to sew wounds shut before letting you loose on the leather squares. “You make progress yet it is slow and you prick your fingers more often than you stab through the leather. After struggling for a bit, you attempt to change your luck by flipping the coin of fate to no avail you just can’t seem to get the knack of it.

By the end of the night your fingers had more holes in them than the badly sewn together pieces of leather you’d been working on. “Don’t worry too much.” Gregory assures you “Lots of healers start out with bleeding fingers, you’ll get the hang of it.”

“I hope so, or my patients will have more holes in them then when I started,” you remark as you leave for the night, but not before you stop by to check on Selenas. Even though you had checked on her earlier that day, you just couldn’t help but check on her again. She had not changed, she was still asleep and looked sick as a dog, her body struggling to fight off both the remnants of poison and the infection. You spend a few minutes with her whispering encouragement and letting her know that you are there, before heading off to bed.

(1/2)

>>3352404

Over the next four days you repeat this kind of process spending your days training with the soldiers and going over the minutia of what your plan would involve. At night you continued your healer training and while it was slow going, you were learning. After every session with Gregory you would visit Selenas and keep her company. After Gregory had finished the antidote and given it to Selenas, her condition improved immensely, although she did still sleep most of the time and was never awake when you were around. As for Aborea and Mildri, after your command for them to get along they had taken the time to get to know each other a little more and things hadn’t gone well. They had almost no chemistry whatsoever. Whatever Mildri liked and wanted to do, Aborea liked and wanted to do the opposite. Over the four days more than one of their arguments had spilled out of control, out of their mouths, and into your lap. One of those fights had been over time in control. Aborea had spent her time in control with you, helping soldiers to fight on ice and by the end of the day when Mildri would take over, she would be absolutely exhausted and unable to do the things he enjoyed.

“It’s not fair, it’s my body and I shouldn’t have to spend all of my time in control of it exhausted.” Mildri shouts, not realizing her internal talk and become external. “Baldr’s soldiers are doing just fine fighting on ice without your instruction. Fine then I’ll ask him then.”

As an exasperated Mildri turns to you, you begin to think of how to handle this. It was true that the troops were fighting on the ice just fine without Aborea’s help, but you’d noticed that many of the soldiers had become used to Aborea’s instruction and simply enjoyed having friendly spars with her. Mildri did have a point though it was her body after all and Aborea had no real claim to it. Then again, why should you have to deal with this, you’ve got much bigger problems to deal with than these two, they should just figure it out on their own and leave you out of it.

>Aborea has been helpful and you’d like your men to be as prepared as possible, Mildri will just have to wait until after the mission is over for her to have her personal time.

>It’s Mildri’s body and she should be able to do what she wants, your troops will do fine without Aborea’s instruction.

>They should sort this out themselves and leave you out of it.

>[Write In]

>>3352408
>They should reschedule time they use body then. Give Mildri time to noon Aborea gets afternoons.

So do it yourself and do it like this

Maybe we should ask if her body feels stronger and more capable after all this training. Remind her that training is not only beneficial for soldiers but also for her.

>>3352650
This should be good, the soldiers can still get their instruction and spar in the afternoons

>>3352650
+1

>>3352408
I would like to keep the belt on for tonight and get a feel for it in mock combat.

>>3352408
>>3352650
>>3352730
>>3352891

“Baldr-” Mildri begins.

“I heard,” you cut in “and I have a solution to your problem. Mildri you will be in control in the mornings while you still have energy to do the things you like, but in the afternoons Aborea will take control, because my soldiers still need to get their training.”

Mildri makes a sour face “But even in the mornings my body is sore and it makes it hard to focus on my studies.”

“But don’t you feel stronger as well?”

“Some,” She begrudgingly admits.

“Aborea’s training does more than just make you sore, it also makes you stronger.”

“Fine, I’ll take the mornings and Aborea can spar in the afternoons.” Mildri accepts your compromise and for the rest of your prep time the two of them stick to their compromise.

During that time you also take the time to test out the other capabilities of your belt. Upon waiting a full day, your skin begins to harden into bark and like the goddess said, it itches like crazy. The act of moving around becomes very difficult as your skin resists all of your movement and you find that while indeed you are impervious to a lot of damage, you can’t fight as well.

>This is what my rolls were for

On the day before you set out for the ritual, the scouting party lieutenant Long had sent out returned with reports of the enemy’s numbers. The scouts report roughly 250 men at the ritual site with only a small trickle of swamp folk still on the move to the site. You ask about composition to which they reply that they couldn’t really get close enough to tell who was who. The scouts do tell you that the site’s original stand of trees was now a dense and mighty forest spreading out quite a distance from the original size. As for guard patrols the scouts report that they didn’t see many swamp folk on patrol, but with the trees they couldn’t really tell if anyone was patrolling, you question them specifically about the river and if there were any guards stationed to watch it, to which they reply they had seen no gaurds. With that additional information, you and the lieutenants confer once more on about your plans for the attack.

>Anything you wish to add to the plan? This will be your last chance.

>Current Plan: Attack via the river the night of the ritual letting your crossbowman hit the shamans with an initial volley before having Mildri freeze the river and launching an assault with your melee infantry.

>>3355821
shiiiiit 250 people? we were expecting a little more than what we have, 250 is fucking a lot damn.

ask Mildri if she can undo the ice, we will have to fucking run, there's no way we can kill that many

>>3355821
Is the antidote ready? How is Selenas?

As for strategy, set up our retreat paths as the river itself, back to the boats or if there are too many shamans alive to take the boats we retreat to the other side of the river and head north.
Remember we just have to disturb the ritual and destroying whatever there is in the site is an option in case the shammans retreat.

>>3355821
How many men do we have?

>>3357033
70
Our only hope is that a good number of those are non-combatants

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>>3357046
>Pic
1. We set up.
One big unit of heavy infantry in column ready to storm objective.
Two unit of 10 crossbowmen set up by the bank of the river.
10 pairs of soldiers hidden around the objective.
(Preferable at the start all of soldiers are trying to hide)
2. Attack
Both units of crossbowman open fire
Mildri freeze the river
Heavy infantry launches an assault (if we can cover our advance with Smoke Grenado)
3.Let them burn!
Everyone
Throw explosives.
Throw equivalent of molotov cocktails
If crosbowman can let them shoot flammable ammo (either bolts with rags coated in lamp oil or just let the heads sit in fire until they are hot red)
4. Fighting retreat
We leave

>>3357135
I like the use of Molotov and explosives, explosives was something I wanted to use, we will be on the river however, to approach silently during the night.
we will have to secure the ritual site, thrash it to the best of our abilities and then bail

>>3355821
>>3357135
>>3357159
Whiskey, use Whiskey as the base for the Molotov. It 40% alcohol,
Fun fact: in not the alcohol that burn but the alcohol vapor in the air that does.

>>3355821

>>3356361
>>3357135
>>3357159
>>3359252
>>3356467

Being outnumbered almost 4 to 1 you decide to add a little bit more to the plan, you suggest that you split your forces and have all of the heavies and crossbows on the river while most of the medium infantry surround the outside of the site and attempt to light the forest on fire burning out and killing a large portion of the swamp folk. There is some slight dissent at splitting your few forces in the face of so many swamp folk, but lieutenant Ward assure both you and the other two that her men can and will do their jobs. When questions of possible retreat options come up, you ask Mildri if she can break the ice she creates, to which she responds yes she can shatter the ice bridge freeing the boats to sail down river if a quick exit is needed. While the prospect of having to sail down a river in the presence of shamans with water magic wasn’t a pleasant one, the disruption of the ritual and the death of the majority of the shamans was the main objective of the attack. All you had done was turn the mission objectives from a matter of military orders to one of survival.

Finishing the meeting and training for the day, you head off to check on Gregory’s antidote as well as Selenas. When you arrive at the hospital and ask after Gregory you are not led to Gregory’s usual hang out in the upstairs lab, but rather to a ground floor room that you realize was the hospitals kitchen. Gregory was leaning over a rather large cauldron of antidote stirring the concoction with a large wooden spoon. “Is it ready?” you ask Gregory as you come up behind him and look at the thick dark green soup in the cauldron.

“Almost, don’t worry Baldr, when you and your men are ready to leave, I’ll bring the antidote over. Now this antidote not only fights the poison, it also has inoculating effects, so I’d like you and your men to have a dose before you go so that by the time the fighting starts you’ll all be resistant the poison. I’d also like you to have this.” Gregory grabs a small leather bag off the table next to him and hands it to you. “It’s your own healer’s kit, it’s got the basic tools of the healer’s trade that’ve been teaching you how to use over these past few days. You’ve got the will to be a healer Baldr, if you keep practicing, then someday you’ll turn into a damn fine one.”

“Thank you Gregory, and I will keep practicing, so that when my service to the Queen is complete, that I can spend my time healing rather than hurting.”

Your words bring a smile to Gregory’s face as he bids you farewell and promises once again to bring the antidote to you when you leave.

(1/2)

>>3359554

Next you head upstairs to see how Selenas is doing. Instead of finding her in bed you find her trying practicing her sword swings in her bedclothes. You observe her movements for a little bit and notice that she isn’t exactly in top form, her movements are slow and her swings are sloppy. She is sweating profusely and breathing heavily as she goes through her routine. Occasionally she breaks out into short chesty coughing fits, but recovers and keeps going. You clear your throat to catch her attention. At the sound she jumps and spins around to face you. “Baldr,” she says surprised to see you “I was just um…”

“Feeling better?”

“Yes much better I-” Selenas’s legs buckle underneath her and she falls only avoiding total collapse by grabbing the edge of her bed.

You rush over to her side “Are you sure about that,” You say feeling her forehead with the back of your hand. Her forehead was hot and slick with sweat, and you could also feel her body trembling trying to keep her up. “You’re still sick.”

“Just a little, I’ll be fine by the time you go to disrupt the ritual.”

“We leave tomorrow, and I don’t see you getting any better by then.” You admit to her.

“No, I’ll be fine,” she says trying to get back on her feet and failing. “I want to help you Baldr, please the attack will be dangerous and I don’t want to leave you to fight it on your own.”

Selenas really wanted to help, she was clinging to you for dear life and the look in her eyes was robbing you of your will, but she was in no shape to fight or even be out of bed for that matter, you don’t exactly want to risk her coming with and getting hurt, or have her condition worsen.

>Let Selenas come with, you just can’t say no.

>No, Selenas is sick and needs her rest, she has to stay here.

>[Write In]

>>3357135
>>3357159

You won't have molotovs the closest you'll have are torches liberally soaked in pitch but they'll do the job just fine.

>>3359560


>No, Selenas is sick and needs her rest, she has to stay here.

"Selenas you can barely stand. Rest and recuperate, I know you want to go out there and fight. But as you are now you'll be more of a hindrance then, well than anything else. Just get yourself healed up. And when i'll come back I'll make it up to you." while we think, I wish they'd let me rest when I was that injured.

>>3359567
Question: if we study Alchemy, will we be able to make Molotov?

>>3359581

Yes, but alchemy takes a long time to learn you'd have to enroll at a school or study under a master for several months.

>>3359560
>No, Selenas is sick and needs her rest, she has to stay here.
Also tell her
>She did already helped we got the antidote
>She will have a chance to kill swamp folk so no worries
>Now her duty is to recover not making us worry that she sneaks away and get herself killed

>>3359560
>No, Selenas is sick and needs her rest, she has to stay here.

Trail a hand over her hair.
"I'd want nothing more than have you out there by my side, but you and I know enough about healing and helping the other soldiers to know you are still recovering.
You already helped a lot by getting that antidote with me, that will save the lives of many of the men.
When I'm back I'll make it up too you, we will do something fun for a change, how's that sound?"
"I'm glad you are ok Sel, I don't know what I would have done."

>>3359921
supporting

show her our new healers kit and tell her that we will ask Gregory to teach you just like he did to us while we waited for her to recover, it will help distract her and maybe when the war is over we can actually open that clinic

>>3359560

>No, Selenas is sick and needs her rest, she has to stay here.

They almost took her heart, and that's her most beautiful pop part, that heart of gold that made us believe that it's worth defending the empire if we can keep that safe.
I believe we were going to say something like that to Randolph at some point but decided to stay quiet because we didn't trust him

>>3359969
Healing training is a good idea.

>>3359560

>>3359581
>>3359780
>>3359921
>>3360107

“I know you want to help Selenas, but in your condition you’d do more harm than good and I don’t want to risk you getting sicker, injured, or dying on me.”

“But I-”

“You’ve already helped me get the antidote for the poison, there’s nothing more you need to do except get some rest.” Selenas gives you a worried look but before she can speak, you help her up and settle her back into bed. “Please Selenas, stay here and rest. The last thing I need is to have worry over whether you’re safe and resting here and not following me into danger.”

“Alright,” she sighs “I’ll stay here, but promise me you’ll come back safe.”

“I wouldn’t promise anything less, now you get some rest so that when I return we can celebrate my victory.”

Selenas gives you a gentle smile “Okay,” and with that you leave her to her rest.

The following day, the day of the ritual, you and your men assemble in front of the healer’s hospital early in the morning, while Gregory brings out the large cauldron of antidote. Gregory instructs the men to all take and swallow a whole cup of the thick liquid. While the liquid itself smelled faintly of mint, its taste was something else entirely. Even your iron clad stomach was having trouble with the stuff. When one solider empties the contents of his stomach on the ground Gregory gives the man another cup of the stuff and lets out another warning that he wouldn’t let anyone leave until every man drank his full cup and held it down. Several more omiting soldiers later and everyone had managed to hold the liquid down. Looking at the sickened state of your soliders, you begin to wonder whether the cure is better than poison.

Gregory fills a smaller cauldron with the remainder of the liquid and gives it to you. “Here you are Captain, if any man gets stabbed by one of those swamp folk you give him this after the battle and he’ll have no trouble from the poison.”

“Thank you Gregory, not only for this antidote, but for the training as well as your care for Selenas.”

“Ah, think nothing of it, it’s a healers job help after all. Now go and get rid of those damned swamp folk so that this rebellion can be brought to a swift end.” He bids you farewell and you and your men set off for the ritual site. This time your trip is uneventful, in fact you don’t see a single soul on the roads or in the fields from the walls all the way to your infiltration point up river from the ritual site. Arriving early, you give your men a little breather while you wait for nightfall.

(1/2)

>>3364114

The air among these men was entirely different from that of the garrison troops you’d fought the mercenaries with. The air wasn’t full anticipation, excitement, or fear, but rather one of cold determination. The lieutenants and you had been over the plans a thousand times and the lieutenants had beat every last detail of the plan into the troops, they had trained hard for this day and knew what they had to do, all that was required now was to actually do it.

During the time waiting, you find yourself…

>Catching a quick nap, the trip out has left you a little tired.

>Speaking with Mildri and Aborea

>Meeting with a lieutenant and their troops (pick a lieutenant) [Long(Crossbows)], [Nolan(Heavies)], [Ward(Medium Infantry)]

>[Write In]

>Regardless of your choice I’m going to need a total of 6 d20s

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>3364115
>Catching a quick nap, the trip out has left you a little tired.

Rolled 8, 15, 17, 2, 5, 5 = 52 (6d20)

>>3364115
>Finish the Herbalist Guide Book with occasional talks with Mildri and Aborea.

I really want to finish that book. And a bit curious about their pasts.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>3364115
>[Ward(Medium Infantry)]
go over with the LT about the fire plan, and where the soldiers will link up with ours after the fire is done, we have to make sure they can come back and flank whatever force we are dealing with, and then that they will be there for the escape

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>3364115
Talk to Ward, see how Mildri and Aborea are(we don't want another internal conflict) and then sleep

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>3364115

>>3365154
We are off to a good start in this campaing

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>3364115
>pray to whatever gods will listen since we have the worst of luck

>>3364115

You find yourself spending most of your time with Lt. Ward and her men finalizing her part of the plan. As you go over the details, you notice that the majority of Ward’s troops are women. That’s not to say you hadn’t seen women in other units, but this is the first time you’d seen a unit almost entirely comprised of them. After you finish combing out the last few wrinkles of the plan you ask her about it.

“I must say Lieutenant I’ve never seen so many women in one unit before. Is the Colonel segregating units now, or is this just coincidence?”

Ward cracks a smile at your question, “You know Captain, I’ve been wondering that myself. This unit started out as a mix, but after a few campaigns with the Colonel, I started to notice that most of my replacement troops were women and soon my unit reached the balance it’s at now. We’re not any less effective mind you, these women fight just as hard as man.”

“I wasn’t trying to imply that you were less effective Lieutenant. I grew up with a few sisters and I know exactly how hard a girl can hit when she’s mad,” you say as faint memories of your younger sisters ganging up on you when you were a little too mean to them flash through your mind.

“I can almost see you plodding around with a sister hanging from each limb,” Ward laughs but her expression doesn’t stay happy for long. As her cheerful expression fades, you notice a far off look in Ward’s eyes, the kind of look you’ve seen as well as experienced before.

You place your hand on Ward’s shoulder and her attention snaps back to you, “Bad memories?” you ask.

“Yeah,” Ward responds shaking her head trying to clear her thoughts “Sorry Captain, I should get some rest.” Ward says shaking your hand off her shoulder as she walks off.

Leaving it at that, you spent a little time talking with Ward’s troops. You learn the most of the women in Ward’s unit came from families that didn’t have any sons to give when the conscription came through, others signed up after losing their families, and a few more joined for the opportunity imperial service brings. Whatever the reason, you find that all of Ward’s troops are reliable and you’d trust your back to any of them in a fight.
(1/?)

>>3368780

You are about to head off to bed when you catch sight of Mildri reading quietly under a nearby tree. You figure it’d be a good idea check to make sure your mage was ready to perform her part of the plan and that no internal conflict would hinder her. “How are you doing Mildri?” you come right up and ask.

Startled out of her reading, it takes Mildri a second to figure out who had spoken and how she should respond. “Oh, it’s you Baldr, I’m fine.”

“Are you and Aborea ready?”

“Yes, we talked about the best way to handle this attack.”

“And what did you decide?”

“I’ll be handling the whole operation. Aborea’s not so good at precise freezing, so I’ll be making the ice bridge. I’ll stay in control the whole time unless something goes wrong and I end up in danger, that’s when Aborea will take control.”

“That sounds alright, as long as Aborea will follow my orders when she’s in control.”

Mildri pauses for a long moment to, what you presume, is to listen to Aborea, “She says yes.” Mildri says focusing back on you.

“Good, now get some rest, you’ll need it for the attack.” You say as you depart for a nice shady spot to lie down in.

You swear you’d only been lying down for a few minutes when Lieutenant Nolan rouses you. “It’s time Captain,” he says helping you to your feet. The two of you head to the boats where the rest of the men are waiting to set off. You get into a boat with some of the heavies and Mildri and shove off from the shore and begin to slowly float toward the ritual site.

The Scouts hadn’t been lying when they said a dense forest surrounded the site. Long before you reach the site, you find yourself surrounded on all sides by tightly packed trees. Lying low in the boats with the soldiers, you hold your breath as you pass through the area. With help from your helmet, you catch occasional glimpses of dark shadows fliting between the trees on either shore. The hair on your neck rises and you begin to wonder whether a water infiltration was the best choice. A feeling that only gets stronger as you approach the ritual site and the number of flitting shadows you see increases in number. Are they just your imagination, or are the shadows actually real? Have the swamp folk spotted you already, and are only tailing you to a prepared ambush site? You start to panic slightly as thoughts such as these run through your head as your boats float down the river. Soon you are treated to a flickering light dancing between the trees, whether it was the ritual site, or an ambush, you were about to find out.

>This will probably be all from me for this thread, expect a new one between now and Monday.

>>3368782
You're back, yaäaàaâaáaãaåaāaąaæy

>>3368782
If this is an ambush, the separstion tactics should wait, medium and heavy forming shield walls while we disembark on the ritual side of the riiver to deal with them, we'll probably have to keep on foot q

>>3368782
Good thing we have helmet that alows us to see thru minor ilusiona and enhance our sight.