After the most grueling fight of your life, you were victorious. The enemy, the "chose" Dragon Warrior lies beaten before you. You pick up your prize; the tauntingly beautiful red-green case of the Dragon Scroll.
>>4374245"Finally! Ohhhh yes..." you glance upon your enemy, almost unable to believe it. You allow a short, victorious chuckle to yourself.*"The power of the Dragon Scroll..." you unsheathe it, prepared to take in its fabled power "Will be mine!"It hits you, the golden shine of the immense power of... of....The page is empty, you try to view it from different angles, maybe you opened it wrong? But no matter what you do it is only the astonished face of your golden reflection is looking back"It's nothing!" You are not saying it to anyone in particular, they are just frantic thoughts leaving your mind through your mouth."It's okay, I didn't get it the first time either." comes the answer, as the panda pushes himself off of the ground."What?" you feel confused, your chest is thumping harder than in the fight before."There is no secret ingredient"He is talking about food again, you can't believe it. You drop the Scroll in disgust. It is worthless junk."It's just you" he goes onYour mind is racing.>A) Spazz out and start breaking stuff>B) "Then it was all for nothing?">C) Kill the fucking Panda>E) Write-in
>>4374259>Demand to know where the best noodle shop in town is because you don't think you've eaten real food for like decades
>>4374259>B) "Then it was all for nothing?"
>>4374259>C) Kill the fucking Panda
>>4374259>E) this >>4374272Our life's work has just been invalidated. We need to destress and rethink our next objective.
>>4374259>B) "then it was all for nothing?"
>>4374259>>B) "Then it was all for nothing?"
>>4374259>B) "then it was all for nothing?"fucking cry
>>4374272this too, but also cry
>>4374272>>4374292>>4374311>>4374316>>4374324>>4374346>>4374352>>4374359>>4374363“Then... it was all for... nothing?”“Nothing? Dude, you kidding me? You are Tai Lung! You were the first to master the thousand scrolls of…” but you don’t hear him the thoughts are pumping your head, your life, the journey here, you didn’t even stop to eat in two days just going ever onwards to fulfill your destiny the destiny that was…“And then you pew, paw bang!” the panda is doing all sort of dances and doing weird noises, you are not sure how he got there. You can only watch with a numb face.“Listen you idiot!” you burst out and he freezes in the last pose he was doing “I have been rotting in jail for TWO DECADES!!““Well I uh..” he avers his gaze awkwardly trying to think of something to say. You have plenty.“I have had my vital points pierced by jade needles every hour fo the day!” you step forward and stab at him with your finger angrily. Not even a real attack anymore.“I haven’t seen the sunlight till four days ago! I was fed with leftover meat once a day!”“I… mean” he backs up but you follow with a poke punctuating each point.“I have spit on the grandmaster of kung fu’s personal decision! I have razed a village in an afternoon! I have murdered my f...”The last item on the list gets stuck on your throat.You turn back towards the temple, the broken gate still in smithereens, and the top of the stairs shattered. Behind those walls lies your most henious act. You do not know what to do.>A) You must get out of here!>B) You have to see Shifu!>C) Cry>D) Write-in
>>4374379>>B) You have to see Shifu!
>>4374381Poe saw Tai Lung being there one second his index finger pointing at him ready for another poke, but all intent gone from his face as well as any motion. Then he blinked, and he was gone.You are running up the stairs leading to the Sacred Hall of Warriors, the stone almost cracking under as you kick off for more speed. You finally arrive to the tattered gates, and hesitate. Second time today when this never happened before, better not make a habit of it.You enter. Your setps echoing acoss the emerald hue of the hall, making your way to the sacred fountain. Legendary weapons embedded into the pillars and scattered around, the light shines down from the hole on the roof. You brush away the fresh memory with disgust, and approach the crumpled from of master Shifu, afraid of what you might find.Kneeling down, you see him. Severe bruising around the neck, and some damage to the cervical vertebrate, several cracks along the thoracic curve, there is probably more in the arms, and the one leg that never healed fully. You are no stranger to damage, you’ve been suffering them yourself plenty while in training, and as time went on learned to pay them no mind whether it was on your someone else. It faded away as your sense of pain. Somehow it is different.You are surpised to the relief you feel when you see his chest rise and fall at a slow and a bit ragged pace.>A) Leave this place, find noodles far far away>B) Try to wake him up (and tell him what?)>C) Finish the job>D) Write-in
>>4374416>B) Try to wake him up (and tell him what?)Apologize, promise him we'll make up for what we did
>>4374416>B) Try to wake him up (and tell him what?)and tell him the dragon warrior is all just some neo bullshit.
>>4374416>>B) Try to wake him up (and tell him what?)So when it was all for nothing, why did Ugway incurred our wrath like this? Where is he?
>>4374423>>4374446>>4374476“Master?” you call out to him, supporting his head “Fa.. Shifu!” he slowly opens his eyes. When sees you, you can see the trace of a single tear in his eyes, before a solemn look takes over his face. He has prepared to die.“Master, I..” the words don’t come easy. How could a simple sorry cut it? There will probably be retribution. This man have denied your dream in the name of tradition and principle, he is sure to not let this pass without proper atonement. But you have no better ideas at the moment, so you say it.“I am sorry.” you close your eyes “maybe, you weren’t the only one blinded by… by pride. I.. I faild didn’t I?”“No” Shifu’s voice is raspy, trying to talk through his almost crushed windpipe “the failure was mine as well. I have instilled delusions of grandeur in you, and for that you’ve paid the price.”Tai Lung is not sure what to say, he embraces the broken body of his parental figure.“Poe, where is Poe?” he breathes heavily“By the sounds of it he is halfway up the stairs. Did you… did you know the scroll was empty?”The old mentor hesitates for a moment before deciding that they are long past cryptic teachings“No. I’ve had no idea. Funny isn’t it?”“So the Dragon Warrior was a lie all along?”“No, there has to be more to it. Master Oogway said that there are no coincidences, I firmly believe that.” You try not to react in disgust to the old turtle’s memory, or try to blame your fool of an old man for believing in him for now.>A) Go down to tell the panda that you’ll need a healer>B) Depart, and try to make this right>C) Start cleaning up the Sacred Hall of Warriors>D) Write-in
>>4374506>>A) Go down to tell the panda that you’ll need a healer
>>4374506>A) Go down to tell the panda that you’ll need a healerThen after that we should leave and skedaddle. We've caused too much damage.
>>4374506>>A) Go down to tell the panda that you’ll need a healer>>then leave, say to poe as we leave "Take care of him panda"
QM I swear to god you better comeback we haven't had a novel idea like this in a while
>>4375520QM is a bitch ass nigga
This quest is beautiful plz don't flake, OP.
>>4375466+1 Plz don't let this die qm, i mean it. Plz?
>>4375683Get used to having good prompts abandoned.
QM, you have a voter base, you have a good idea, i am begging you don't abandon it
Someone with time and interested should ninja the QM and run this themself
aaand he's gone.
>>4378164God no, I don't QM
>>4378301It's easy anon. The votes are A so you could have Tai Lung say some words lay down Oogway he runs out the temple down the stairs and yells at the panda that Master Oogway needs a healer than fucking dip heading to town putting on some fucking cloak he steals and eating stealing some piece of meat because he's fucking hungry. Than fucks off away from the place. I would write it but busy, if no one else take over, I could post after 24 hours pass from this post.
>>4378389Do it anon, be the hero this quest needs
>>4378672K But to keep this alive until someone takes it. Watched the ending to know what was happening >>4374572>>4374646>>4374647>>4375466>A) Go down to tell the panda that you’ll need a healer"Save your strength Shifu, its not your time yet. I dishonored the Sacred Hall of Warriors and the legend of the Dragon Warrior, I'll not cause anymore more dishonor by staying." The Master is carefully placed down and you look behind to see the fat panda out of breath, breathing in more heavily than the dying Shifu."Stairs." He heaves and pants you ran to him grabbing him by the fur of his neck."Go get Shifu a healer, he don't make it without one." Poe one moment was gasping for air, the next felt himself being choked to the next seeing master Shifu laying on the floor. Tai Lung run down the flight of stairs on all fours, running away for the Sacred Hall of Warriors. Thinking to himself what kind of Dragon Warrior almost kills a master, ruins a Sacred hall, razed a village in an afternoon, and heavily hurts or kill the members of the Furious Five. Is that how a Dragon warrior should act? You ran out of Valley of Peace after bringing much of the opposite to the land. You don't stop running until you're on the mountainside in the wildness. You felt disgust of what happened, you only hope that master Shifu lives as you rest for the night, hungry but alive.>A) Depart far away, try to make this right>B) Leave this place, find noodles far far away>C) Change your look, name, and clothes no longer you are Tai Lung but (Name)>D) Write-in
>>4378716>>C) Change your look, name, and clothes no longer you are Tai Lung but (Sum Ting Wong)Let's be the vigilante this world needs!ALSO THANK YOU FOR KEEPING THIS GOING!!!
>>4378716>>A) Depart far away, try to make this rightRedemption arc BOIYou are a god among men[/spoilers]
>>4378741Second this option with the first option!
>>4378754I say keep our name, but don't give it out
>>4378773yeah, that was just my internal shitposter going for a shitpost name
>>4378775That was a classic, another name could have been Ho Lee Fuk
Hmmm no finger pinch could have ended up with us having a spirit adventure>>4378716Lets keep our name for now >>4378773This basically >>A) Depart far away, try to make this right
>>4378716>A) Depart far away, try to make this right
>>4378716>A) Depart far away, try to make this righthttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1CGMk_roNaE
>>4378894A modern classic
Damn. I missed this. People still waiting on QM? I could try and give it a go in a few hours. Only really watched the first film though though I doubt that'll be important if we're playing a surviving Tai Lung
>>4378389>>4378943Depends, anon has offered to do it if no one else willl
>>4378943Fuck, I'll do it. Been meaning to run a quest and might as well nut up and post. You run, leap, and flip your way down the Ten Thousand Steps of Contemplation that leads up to the temple you once called home many years ago. Shifu's words echo in your mind.[i]“the failure was mine as well. I have instilled delusions of grandeur in you, and for that you’ve paid the price.”[/i]You growl and shake your head. Was he right? Or were you simply too weak to take the mantel of the Dragon Warrior? Whatever the answer is, the fact is you nearly killed your master, the panda is the real dragon warrior, and perhaps...perhaps there are things you still must learn. Your escape leads you back to the small village at the base of the mountain. If you were going to leave this place far behind you then you would need supplies. You quickly take a large blanket and fashion it into a traveling cloak to hide your face and other features. You're a criminal on the run despite your new intentions and a well known one at that. It would be best to keep your identity hidden for now.As you pick through the village for suppiles you hear a familiar set of voices."Tigress! Po and Shifu asked us to evacuate the town! We have to go back!" pleads the soft voice of Master Viper from a fair distance. The sounds of skittering and the clicking voice of Master Mantis join soon after."Viper is right! We have to leave it to Po and Shifu to slow Tai Lung down! Maybe we can find others to help us take him down."You quickly hide around a corner and some rubble. If the furious five are here and they see you, no doubt they still try and fight you. But perhaps they might be Shifu's only hope of getting treatment. You're unsure if they can be reasoned with.>What do you do?>Come out of hiding and reveal yourself to them. Try to explain that Shifu needs help and you're not sure if the Panda can do much with his...figure.>Try and stay hidden but somehow send a message that Shifu needs help before making your escape. You can try to direct them away from you and to the temple.>They're still unaware of you. Use their arguement to sneak away and hope the Panda can find them first or help to safe Shifu.
>>4378949Fuck didn't see this post. If anon wants to continue it then just ignore me and I'll for for>>A) Depart far away, try to make this right
>>4378955Well I'm still here, just that I'm busy running my own quest.
>>4378955>Come out of hiding and reveal yourself to them.They're not going to believe us if we say we've turned a new leaf. They know that we could easily kill them.What I suggest we do is "pretend" to be evil and mention that the master is slowly dying, and if they dont get him a healer soon then he will surely perish. They have two choices: they can go find a healer for Shifu after the fact we've "learned of the secrets of the Dragon Warrior," or they can fight us, leaving their master to ultimately die along with them.If they choose the former then good. That give us the chance to leave with little fan fair. If they choose the former then we will subdue either of them, cripple one of them a little, and threaten to save Shifu's life or else.
>>4378961I can take over if it's cool with you so you don't burn out running two quests and at least we can try to breathe some life into this one. I'm gonna head to sleep so if anon passes it off to me I'll take the votes in a few hours.
>>4378741>>4378879>>4378882>>4378894>>4378929>A) Depart far away, try to make this rightNow that you were out of the Valley of Peace and away from anyone that fight you. You start thinking of what to do next, as a wanted criminal on the run keeping your identity hidden would be the best thing to do for now. You're not going back to the prison before you can right the wrongs that you have done.Now that it's night you travel to the nearby village and do your last piece of stealing stealing a blanket someone forget to take back in. With it over your form nobody would know who you are. You'll keep your name but not give it out as it's the name Master Shifu gave you after he saved you as a baby.You travel all through the night coming across a poor farming village right outside the Valley of peace, there are posters all over of wolves. Seems like outside the valley the furious five do little to help the others outside in need. >A) Search for the wolves bandits>B) Return back to the Valley of Peace to find out what happened with Master Shifu>C) Keep traveling further away from the valley>D) Write-in>>4378963Nah it's a dead quest anyway. I should have been gone longer than 4 hours before someone else took over.
>>4378966Then I'll leave you to it. Good luck!>search for bandits.We might need to keep the peace around here while the masters recuperate after the ass kicking we gave them.
>>4378966>>A) Search for the wolves banditsthis is good
>>4378969Stay for back up, my life right now is busy. Don't know if I'm going to get called in for work tomorrow.
>>4378966>A) Search for the wolves banditsLETS GETS SOME BITCH BOYS
>>4378974Alright. I'll lurk around. Let me know if you want me to take over. I realized I might have fucked things up with my posts and eagerness. My bad man.
>>4378966>A) Search for the wolves banditswolf banditswolf bandits
>>4378966>A) Search for the wolves banditsshould be easy to take care of
>>4378966> A) search for the wolves banditsI bet we’re gonna piss off Lord Shen doing this shit but Its most likely going to be fun
>>4379156He was the bad guy in the second film right?
Alright time for me to take over
>>4379793I was giving QM a day before stepping in myself like I mentioned last night
>>4379806It's been nearly 24 hours so I'll guess I'll start writing now that I'm on my computer. We're chasing wolves. How can a mere bandit clan stand up to the mighty Tai Lung?
You gaze lingers on the posters of the wolves. Will you have the same posters once word gets out that you're still alive? Or would Shifu attempt to talk people over...assuming that he lived.You shake your head. No, now is not the time for such thoughts. You left the panda in charge of finding a healer and even revealed yourself to the Furious Five just incase. Just as your stomach growls and your mind wanders to finding food, your thoughts are interrupted by a voice."Excuse me stranger! But is there anything I can do to help? These are troubling times with bandits wandering the countryside. Otherwise I suggest you find a place to stay. It's nearly dark out." You turn to face the man who spoke to you, a pig of average stature. His clothes were muddy and tattered, signs of his status as a farmer. You hastily adjust your makeshift cloak and hope it is enough to keep your identity hidden for now."These wolves..." You say quietly motioning to the poster. "Who are they?" The farmer's face falls slightly. "Ah my friend, are you not from around here? It is a miracle that you have not yet seen them. That is Xing Yi Quan and his gang. They stalk the trade routes in search of merchants to attack. Please do not tell me you're thinking of going after them."You remain silent, waiting for him to continue. When he does not you speak, "And the Furious Five? Why do they not help? Surely the most powerful warriors in all of China would do something?"The farmer shakes his head sadly, "We are just a small village and the Five are preoccupied with much bigger things. They help us when they can but as you can guess even they cannot do everything." His face brightens as he realizes something. "Ah! But fear not! For things are about to change! They have chosen the Dragon Warrior! Surely with him they will be able to help us."You maintain your silence, unsure. Your attack has left them all in terrible condition and as a result you're unsure when they will be able to move out and defend the people. At that revelation you're reminded of Tigresses last words to you.>You do nothing but bring destruction and misery Tai Lung. Mark my words, I will find you. And you will pay for what you've done.You growl slightly, causing the farmer to look aprehensive. Catching yourself you speak, "I'll go after them."The farmer's eyes grow wide but something in your voice convinces him that you will not be dissuaded. "I see...my friend we do not have much in the way of money but if you manage to defeat them we will do all we can to repay you! I will speak with our village leader. Perhap he can gather some money for you when you return."(1/2)
>How do you respond?>Tell him that you don't expect any payment. While money would help on whatever you think wandering the country will do, soon all of China will be looking for you and who knows if you'll be able to spend it.>Tell him that instead of money, if he can offer some food and rations for your travel. You're still hungry and if you want to prove you're trying to redeem yourself theft won't help your case.>Simply walk away. The less people know about you the better. Talk about rewards will come later after you succeed.>Ask the farmer for more information. (Write in)
>>4379853>>Tell him that instead of money, if he can offer some food and rations for your travel. You're still hungry and if you want to prove you're trying to redeem yourself theft won't help your case.
>>4379866Taking this vote. Writing.
"Food." You say gruffly. The farmer looks confused. "I just want food for travel." You explain before adding an awkward. "...please." The word sounds forgien if not a bit foul in your mouth. The farmer nods eagerly and motions for you to wait a moment before dashing off."Here." He says smiling and holding out a woven backpack full of vegetables and dried meats. While well worn, it is well made and only feels slightly small on you. As if sensing your imminent question he quickly adds, "The bandits hide out in the mountians to the north." He explains pointing in the general direction. With that you immediately make your way in that direction. The farmer hesitates as the distance between the two of you increase before shouting out. "You can stay with us traveler! If the bandits worry you about traveling I can offer you shelter while we wait for the Five to arrive and help! Please! Xing Yi Quan's gang is 50 men strong and he himself is said to be as strong as another 10!"You ignore his pleas but can't help but reply, "Don't worry about me!" before quietly growling angrily to yourself as you feel your lust for battle rise, "They'll need every single one of them."-----As the sun sets, fog of night begins to fill the roads and you use that cover to fall on all fours and sprint. The wind whips around your face, pulling back your hood and revealing your face. Running, jumping and fliping over the terrain is second nature to you and you find yourself thinking. Why were you doing this? You still felt hatred and anger. 20 years of imprisonment, your master's broken promises, the urge to make others feel the frustration you felt of being denied what you felt was your right. All of those emotions culminating and threatening to explode at the fact that it all lead to the Panda of all people being the Dragon Warrior!But even then your mind reaches back just a few hours prior, to Shifu's broken body. His apologies for leading you astray and filling your head with thoughts of granduer. And at that moment you felt something else. Pity? Regret? Compassion? You could not say.(1/2)
---You travel for 2 days and 3 nights to reach your destination. With the moon high above your head on the third night you find the bandits camped in a small open area surrounded by the mountains, leaving only one opening for an enterance. You hide behind some boulders and take a quick glance.A group of 5 guards stand at the opening taking watch, while in the distance you can see several more people wandering within the encampment. They're too far away to count properly but it seems that the numbers might be right. 50 in total more or less. As you watch, you begin to imagine engaging the camp. They were weak and you could easily take them out. Simply charging the entrance and taking down the 5 guards, then brutalizing your way into the camp. Your breath grows heavy with anticipation as adrenaline begins to course through your body.Or you could take them by surprise. Wait for the early morning. Then strike while they sleep! They will stand no chance and only your mercy would decide if they lived or died. Or better yet, you could walk into the open and open challenge them. Take them down one by one, slowly breaking their moral as you prove again and again your ferocity. At the edge of your percption find that your digging your clawss into the rock you were hiding behind, slowly cutting into it.As the haze of bloodlust begins to fill your vision you think you hear something albeit faintly. The sound of a child crying.>What do you do?>Rush the camp. Here is your chance to prove you are a warrior worthy of respect. And by finishing these bandits you can prove that your changing your ways. Even if you maim them, only a few need to survive to tell the tale.>Sneak into the camp and begin to take them out one by one. Only by knowing true fear will they understand how pathetic they are and how it is to become prey.>Challenge them outright. Prove that they are nothing against the one who was to be the true Dragon Warrior.>Try to calm yourself. You're letting yourself fall into your old habits again. You think your heard a child cry. Why would that be a sound coming from the bandit camp. Attempt to get a better look at the situation. (2/2)
>>4379926>>Try to calm yourself. You're letting yourself fall into your old habits again. You think your heard a child cry. Why would that be a sound coming from the bandit camp. Attempt to get a better look at the situation.
>>4379936>>4379933Taking these votes. Tai Lung must find inner peace or attempt to anyways. On that note would like to do rolls or should it be just based on choices? For this vote I'm just gonna say you succeed but I'd like to know for future posts. I'm thinking simple d20s?
>>4379958d20s work, if you want more of a bell curve of success you can do 3d6 or something like that
>>4379963Never tried 3d6. How would that work? Like a target number and add them all together or number of successes kind of thing?
>>4379967either or, i was thinking the former if you wanted to make critical successes and failures less common but the latter is a good idea, i didnt think of that
>>4379976Huh interesting. I could give that a try. Modifiers would be weird but I'll look around google to see what we can do.
>>4379998I’ll just suggest what GURPS does: 3d6 vs target number based on skill and attribute, meets or lower than TN is a success. Degrees of success or failure increase the effectiveness of some activities, critical successes and failures are 3-4 and 17-18 respectively, with particularly high or low skills increase the range to 3-6 and 15-18. Normal “dude with decent training” skills are a 12, fairly proficient use would be a 14, 16 is the low end of elite users, 18+ is the beginning of true mastery and mostly exists to eat up penalties and fight other high skill people in opposed contests. It works well.
You pull your claws out of the rock and clench your fist as you take deep breaths. Your ragged and uneven breathing slowly evens out and you can feel yourself thinking more clearly. For the first time in your life you feel what you can only describe as a small smidgen of disgust at yourself but you can't pin point as to why. Loss of control? Feeling that you're just making yourself weaker by trying to change? Or maybe that you've been forced to this position of having to grovel and look for work to survive. Whatever the reason, you'll need to contemplate that later. You slip your hood back on again and deftly sneak towards on of the rocky outcrops that surround the encampment. Jumping on a ledge, then grabbing a tree branch and swinging around it to fling yourself higher, you make your way to a perch that overlooks the bandit's hideout. You take note of what the wolves are carrying. Weapons of shoddy quality were the more common. Rust covered baldes, spears with pock marked edges, or simple clubs that ammounted to no more than a branch. Less common were weapons of higher quality that you assumed were part of what was stolen from merchants. Judging by the physique of their weilders, you easily assume that they must have been higher ups within the gang.As you continue your recon you hear it again, the sound of a child sniffling followed by the sound of someone trying to hush them. You find the source among a group of people huddled in a corner. Various men and women dressed too finely and looking too anxious to be part of the gang. Merchants."Shut that kid up! The boss wants to sleep!" A wolf with an eyepatch shouts. "Or maybe we'll just have you find out what the secret ingredient in rabbit soup is!" He says brandishing a weapon at the group. One of the merchants hurries over and gets on his knees to beg."Please! Just let us go! We'll pay you anything! We're merchants we have money! Just let us go to town and we can get a loan or withdraw some from our stores!" The wolf laughs and kicks the rabbit merchant back into the crowd."As if we'd let our prize pigs escape. Don't worry. We'll bleed you all dry of your money. Just let us handle the work."Disgust once again begins to rise within you. That man was so weak. What right did he have to be saved by you? What could possibly make them worth saving? But your ire also rose towards the bandits. They were attacking the defenseless. They were no warriors and them plauging the country, your country, was contemptable. "Bolin, shut your mouth! You want everyone to know we're here?" Another wolf barks. "By know all of china must be looking for these weaklings. So instead of attracting the attention of their mercenaries. Keep your mouth shut!"The wolf known as Bolin laughs, "With brother Xing we're invicible! What do we have to fear? The Fearsome Five? Please, they're so busy being high and mighty they'll never come after us!"
You decide to ignore their prattling and begin formulating a plan.>What do you do?>Jump in and begin to fight! Teach these bandits what it means to weild true power. The situation with the merchants will sort itself out in the end.>Wait and try to sneak into the camp. Perhaps you can speak with the merchants to get more info on your opponents.It was as your fathe- master taught you.The power of Kung Fu was to take your enemy's weakness and make them suffer for it.>Jump down and open challenge their leader. Your name carries weight. Perhaps you could use it to get his attention even if it exposed your identity.>Write in.>>4380010That sounds pretty interesting. I'll need to look at the Gurps rules so we can stat up Tai Lung but I think I could give that a shot. Thanks!
>>4380023>>Wait and try to sneak into the camp. Perhaps you can speak with the merchants to get more info on your opponents.It was as your fathe- master taught you.The power of Kung Fu was to take your enemy's weakness and make them suffer for it.
>>4380029+1.>>4380023I’m not sure I’d recommend using more than the rolling system for a quest, GURPS can do anything but you need to be fairly familiar with what rules and options to use for some genres. It’s a great system but not a simple one to dive into without guidance.
>>4380048Yeah I got the GURPs lite pdf and it seems like it's kind of complex for a quest.
>>4380029>>4380048Time to sneak. Good thing we're a cat. Writing.
You pull back from the edge of the overlook and sit down, legs crossed. You keep a close watch over the camp and enter a semi meditative trance. Once again, memories of the recent days bleed into your thoughts.>Your battle against the Panda who claimed to be the Dragon Warrior and realizing that all your training to be the Dragon Warrior was for nothing once you saw the empty scroll.>Master Viper giving you a look of pity and telling you, "Tai Lung, if there is any good in you. Turn yourself in. There is no peace in trying to hunt one another."You shake yourself back to reality and pull your bag closer for a quick meal. The vegetables you were given consited of mostly roots, which by now were rather fiberous and chewy but still somewhat filling. You compliment your meger meal with a bite of dried meat and settle back into your vigil. Hours later, you see that movement in the camp has come to a stop. Many of the wolves have fallen asleep in their posts or have retired for the night in their tents. You take a few steps back and get a running start before leaping off the mountain. You sail silently through the air, land on another minor cliff face before leaping at another branch to grab and fling you over the camp to the other end. With one last jump you land with a quiet thud behind all the merchants. The hostages gasp with a mixture of horror and awe before they huddle together and watch you warily. You adjust your hood once more, your imposing figure towering over them and raise a finger to where your lips would be, the universal signal for silence."I'm here to...help." You say in a hushed voice with some difficulty. You're unsure of your role here or how to interact with these people. "I need information." You continue quietly as you squat down to get to their eye level. The rabbit who begged for their release hobbles over holding his ribs. "What can we do? We're just hostages. We can't even offer you money." He says in a defeated whisper. You're unsure of how to respond to that. Should you lie and attempt to raise their hope? Tell them the truth and risk them getting scared? You shake your head wonder that yourself. What could these people even offer you in this fight?>What do you say?>Ask why were they captured. Bandits ussually take goods not people. What made them special?>Ask if you know of any weakness that you can exploit to fight the wolves. Things like fighting styles, favored weapons, or injuries.>Ask if they noticed anything strange that you might be able to use against them.>Ask something else (write in)
>>4380075>Ask why were they captured. Bandits ussually take goods not people. What made them special?
>>4380075>>Ask why were they captured. Bandits ussually take goods not people. What made them special?>>Ask if you know of any weakness that you can exploit to fight the wolves. Things like fighting styles, favored weapons, or injuries.
>>4380075>Ask why were they captured. Bandits ussually take goods not people. What made them special?>Ask if you know of any weakness that you can exploit to fight the wolves. Things like fighting styles, favored weapons, or injuries.Ask if they are all the prisoners. If we dont have to worry about a secondary group, then we can begin.
>>4380121>>4380119Asking about their kidnapping and possible weaknesses. Writing.
>>4380124Will take this question into account too. Knowing if everyone is present is a good idea.
"Why did they take you prisoner?" You asks bluntly. "Bandits ussually don't take hostages." A wave of murmuring washes over the prisoners as they look at one another."We're not really sure." The injured rabbit replies. "Some of us have been here longer than others. We mostly assumed that we'll be held for ransom. Thats what the guard keeps saying about us being bled dry for money." A few of the nearby merchants nod in agreement."But they haven't sent anyone out to get money." A small girl squeeks out in fear. Everyone turns to look at her and she shys aways. "I-I mean I don't think they have." She stammers. You tilt your head and motion for her to continue. "E-everytime they send someone out, they ussually bring more of us here. I've counted how many they send out and every time the exact ammount of bandits come back. Every time they send a group out, it's to bring back more people and no bandit ever stays behind." You think about it."Is this everyone?" You ask. "They haven't left anyone of you behind or set anyone free?" Another wave of mutterings occurs before people begin to confirm that everyone's caravan was kidnapped in it's entirety. "So they took precautions to make sure no one could go spread the tale...why?" You ponder. "If they wanted a ransom, they would have left someone to collect the money at a drop point. Can you think of any other reason why they would want you here and not outright kill you?"The prisoners flinch. "Well..." The injured rabbit speaks. "They took one of my workers and a few other prisoners." He points to the largest tent in the camp. "They took them over there. We haven't seen them since." Another merchant speaks up. "That's also where they're keeping all of our stuff. I don't know why they need them though. Do you think...are they you know..." The mechant says trying to dance around the question."Dead? I wouldn't know. What exactly did they take from you?" You ask looking around for any wandering patrols. The rabbit scratches his head."We were all making our way to the Jade Palace for the ceremony of the Dragon Warrior. I was going to deliver some fire works." He explains. "I had some nice vases and pottery.""I was going to sell weapons there." Another says and looks around embarassed. "What? They were dull and only for decoration purposes! Just replicas...Why I had this nice replica of the sword of heroes! I cost me a fortune to get the jade inlaid."
"Fake weaopns...pottery and fireworks...." You think. "And each one of you had a person taken from you to that tent..." You stand to your full height. "I think I have an idea of what I need to do. Before I go do you know of any weakness they might have? Fighting styles, injuries or weapons?" The prisoners shake their head."Only that they're drinking my best wines and alchohol! I was going to make a mint off of those. They don't even know how to savor it. They just guzzle it down and get completely wasted." One merchant laments. "Please you have to help us! We'll give you anything! You can even have my daughter!" He complains. You scowl at him but say no more. This whole situation felt wrong. Something was going on.>What do you do?>Try and sneak into the large tent where everyone was taken. If you were going to preform any heroics, it's best to see if anyone else was still alive there.> Go around the camp and start incapacitating guards. The less you have to deal with the better but one mistake might alert the camp.>Try and work on the alcohol angle. Maybe you can use that to your advantage. (I have an idea but feel free to suggest something.)>Call out the leader and challenge him to single combat. If he knows who you are then maybe the fear will give you an advantage.>Write in.Last post for the night from me. It's midnight on my end. I'll probably around to continue around 10 or 11 am tomorrow PST. I'll need to think of a trip or something incase I have to make a new thread.
>>4380156>Try and sneak into the large tent where everyone was taken. If you were going to preform any heroics, it's best to see if anyone else was still alive there.>Try and work on the alcohol angle. Maybe you can use that to your advantage. (I have an idea but feel free to suggest something.)Getting them drunk should help us sneak in. Obviously we can defeat the bandits, we can defeat almost anyone, but even as skilled as we are they might still be able to kill hostages before we can take out every single bandit. We’re trying to turn over a new leaf, starting by getting people killed would be a poor omen.
>>4380165support, have to say something about these bandits feels off man>>4380156your a legend for picking this up
>>4380156>Write in.Sneak into the Bandit leader's tent to beat him and whoever else inside to an inch of their life, bring their bloodied bodies outside, and proclaim yourself the new leader. Should anyone attempt to flee they will be killed. There is said to be 50 of them. Have all the bandits rounded up so we can appraise them.After at least fifty or so of them are made visible, and asking if they're all accounted for (again mention cowards or those hiding will be gutted) tell them all to engage each other in hand to hand til knocked out. It'll be a free for all, and the remaining 10 wolves that survive will become our new disciples and learn how to become martial arts masters, so that our names will be carved into the annals of history. More riches and power than they could ever dream to acquire should they prove their metal. The fact that we're here, and the Dragon Warrior isn't should speak volumes.This is all a ruse to play into their greed. Should any attempt to flee, they will be made into examples (bloodied and bruise). Should they all begin to fight each other to unconsciousness, then we can simply defeat the remaining ten while they're too fatigued to put up a decent chance. I've no idea how this deception would feel to Tai Lung. He is definitely strong enough to face all of them, but I have my doubts if he would even be able to catch and pummel all 50 of them should they scatter in different directions.
>>4380169This is some anti-hero, thinking and damn is it good, though not sure if a Tai Lung who is trying to go good, would do this
>>4380165>>4380166As far as anyone is concerned, Tai Lung is the big bad boogie man that kills without remorse. They might rationalize that taking someone hostage wouldnt really would on someone as remorseless as Lung, so revealing himself to the bandits might be enough to either coerce them into obedience (enough to do the "beat each other up" plan), or scare them all away so we can free the merchants in peace.
>>4380171Between tricking people to fight each other so he doesnt have to track down 50 fleding bandits, or intoxicating them all with high quality hooch (how would he get them to drink?), which of the two would he be more liable to consider?
>>4380169I do quite like this plan as well, it feels more appropriately arrogant and Tai Lung. Gonna change my vote to this.
>>4380169changing to support>>4380173Alright, yeah you have a point
>>4380169>>4380174>>4380175Holy shit guys. Nice write in. Looks like Tai Lung is falling back to his old ways but with a twist. Writing.
"Where does their leader sleep?" You ask, your voice dangerously quiet. The prisoners shrink away and turn to point to a tent in aprehension. It was on a small hill so it overlooked the rest of the camp."He sleeps there and only comes out in the mornings or when he is going to send out another group to rob. But what could you possibly think you can do to help us..." The rabbit's voice trails off as you have vanished into the night without a trace. As he spoke, you had jumped over one of the wagons that was keeping them penned in. Staying low on all fours your quickly sprint through the camp like a wraith, ducking behind barrels, rolling just under the passing guard's vision as they groggily make their rounds or look for another drink of the merchant's alcohol. Rather than make your way around the camp, you extend your claws and dig them into the steep hillside to climb your way to the top. With on last flip, you land at the top and stride into Xing Yi Quan's tent.The tent, while bigger than a regular sized one, was still sparsely decorated and contained only a table, chair and cot. In said cot was Xing, fast asleep. You grab a small lantern and turn it on, it's dim light casting your shadow over the defenseless bandit as you stand over him. One again you feel your ire rise, the great Tai Lung, master of the 1000 scrolls of Kung Fu, on the run and forced to beg for food. Disgraced and denied their destiny by their own hand. What purpose did you have now? Years of imprisonment, decades of broken bones and bruises all for a goal that was no longer attainable. Why could no one understand the rage that flowed through you?"I will show them." You mutter to yourself. "With or without the dragon scroll I will be a master worthy of the title of Dragon Warrior." You glare at the bandit leader and clench your fist before you let out a gutteral roar and drive your fist straight into Xing's face! The impact shatters the flimsy cot and drives the bandit's head straight into the ground with a loud crunch as you feel his jaw break. Your fury now loose and unhindered, you repeatedly strike the bandit while he writhes on the ground unable to speak due to the pain as you pour all your anger and frustration of the past few days into him. With another roar, you grab him by the leg and slam Xing behind you and through the table, shattering it and the lamp! The lamp oil spills everywhere and ignites, setting fire to the tent but you were long done with such a small arena. You pick up the bleeding bandit and kick him straight through the roof of the tent and down into the main encampment, the sounds of shouting and of Xing impacting into something else ringing in your ears.(1/x)
The fire rages behind you as you walk to the edge of the hill and watch over the camp as the bandits all run around looking for weapons and for you. You get a running start and leap straight into the middle of the chaos, drop kicking another wolf into a barrel of food. The camp freezes and all eyes turn to you as the clan tries to size up the newcomer in the maskshift cloak. You calmly bend over and lift their broken leader by the neck. "Your leader is broken before me!" You shout out. "So I will only say this once! Those who choose to stand against me will suffer far worse! Those who I choose to be merciful to will only suffer his fate!" You cruely hurl the leader's body straight through another wagon. With a low chuckle you turn to face the rest of the bandits. "And belive me, I find myself to running very low on that."As if in reply you hear all of the bandits raise their weapons at you. One of them foolish enough to approach you snarls, "And why shouldn't we just kill you where you stand? 50 against 1. I like those odds." He asks brandishing a rusty blade. You smile underneath your hood as you raise your leg into a perfect axe kick and slam your heel down on the poor wolf's head. The bandit slams into the ground so hard he bounces and on the way up you smash both palms into his chest sending him flying into another group of wolves. You flex your neck and other muscles before slowly lowering your hood. "Perhaps I should have rephrased that into a question. Which one of you boys wants to defy the great Tai Lung?"
The camp explodes into chaos as news of your attack spreads, "SILENCE!" You roar and everyone freezes. Calmly making your way to a table, you lean back against it and casually cross your arms. "You." You start by pointing to another bandit. "Food and drink." you command. "NOW!" you shout when the wolf hesitates sending him scurrying to a nearby barrel for drink and to the nearest fire pit for food. While you had no intention of running a bandit clan, you couldn't deny yourself some of the perks. You keep him in your vision as he does so, now would not be the best time to get poisoned. Once your meal was brought to you, you turn your attention to the rest of the clan. "10 minutes." You say calmly, though your tone carried anything but benevolence. "You have 10 mintues to gather everyone of your men here. For every mintue you go over..." You pause and take a big bite out of a peice of meat, bones shattering in your teeth. "...I'll kill one of you. Do I make myself clear?" You finish as you swallow.The wolves stand at attention and begin the race to rouse the others from their drunken sleep. As they do, you call out over the din of movement. "Some of you may have heard that the Dragon Warrior was chosen! Well he will not save you. I have defeated him in single combat! He will not come! But follow me and I promise you more riches than you could possibly imagine! The respect and fear you all deserve!" You pick up your flagon of ale and begin to drink. Once the first drop hits your tongue you find yourself chugging it down in one go. Gulp after gulp you find yourself remember all those years without a drop of fresh water to drink. How long had it been since you had even imagined drinking even fresh water. So long that this watered down filth tasted like the finest wines from the Jade Palace. As you put down your empty mug, you see that a large group of wolves stands before you.9 mintues and 50 seconds."Excellent." You say quietly as you stand again. "Now...let me show you that I can be...fair." You chuckle. "IF ANYONE IS STILL MISSING OR REFUSES TO JOIN I PROMISE YOU THAT YOUR DEATHS WILL BE QUICK AND CLEAN!" You shout as you count the heads. "I've heard your group is 50 men strong. Barring the 2 that were in my way, I notice we're missing one." Turning to the wolf you brought you food you ask. "Where is he?" Before he can speak, another shouts. "H-he's right here! He's just drunk! We couldn't wake him up Master Tai Lung sir!" You push your way through the crowd and see that he is telling the truth. Fast asleep, is another wolf that reeks of beer.You growl and raise your fist. "Weakness...has no part in my gang!" You roar and bring it down upon him. The wolves protest, stating that he is one of their best men and it was a simple mistake but your attack goes through. Your fingers strike the uncouncious bandit's pressure point and he seizes and goes stiff, lifeless.
The bandits gasp and stay still, in fear of their own lives. Unbeknownst to them, your strike has merely paralized your victim giving the illusion of death. A trick you once used against the Five. "Leave him. He is worthless." you spit as you take your place back at the table. "Now." You says calmly. "I want you all to fight for me." Murmers of confusion explode around you and you raise you hand for silence. "I want you all to fight amongst yourselves for me! For I will offer you something that is worth far more than just gold! The 10 survivors of this brawl will be taken under my wing as my disciples and my top men! Power beyond your imagination! Power enough to defeat the Furious Five and their so called Chosen One! Our names will be forever known in history as the mightest warriors in all of China!" You shout raising your fist. There is a slight quiet before one wolf shouts,"I will not fail you Master!" and raises his sword to strike someone next to him. His attack never goes through as you roundhouse kick him unconcious. "Idiot! You will fight unarmed! Do you think reducing our numbers in any way is a good idea?" You turn to face the group. "The only one who can kill anyone of you is me! I decide who lives or dies! Your lives are mine! Am I understood?!" You shout. The wolves look at each other and slowly toss their weapons away. "Good...should I find any of you dead by the end of this, I will find out who did it and they will be made an example of." You take a seat and place your feet on the table. "You may begin." You say lazily motioning to the bandits. At once the camp explodes into a brawl and the sounds of fist fighting ring into the air. You keep an eye on the melee but you flick them over to the prisoners as you notice them watching you.Their eyes are no longer full of hope and awe but instead look at you in fear and disgust. And you're not sure how to feel about that...>What do you do during the massive brawl?>Keep an eye on the fight while eating and drinking.>Go speak to the prisoners. You feel...uncomfortable for some reason at the way they look at you.>Check out the large tent. See if there is anyone still alive there.>Write in.Big write up. Sorry about that lads. Wanted to make sure I had all your ideas in.
>>4380567>You promised to save them, not that it would be pretty, not that it would be heroic, just that you would save them, look away, for now, that is something you will deal with later, right now you need to check the large tent for survivers
>>4380567>Keep an eye on the fight while eating and drinking.We'll keep an eye on their progress as we recover lost strength. 20 years in a prison, I think only being sustained with the bare minimum has left Lung significantly weaker than what he was in his prime. Some food, drink, and entertainment will do him some good.
>>4380567>Keep an eye on the fight while eating and drinking.
>>4380575This I suppose. We can do a head count later. Grab a flagon of something and maybe some meat.
>>4380580So are you chaging your vote to check the tent while bringing some food with you? Or is it still sit back and watch?
>>4380584The former Tent investigation + meal to go
>>4380575>>4380593Gottcha. Acknowledging that our methods aren't pretty and checking out the tent with some food. Writing.
>>4380596what a fella
You force yourself to ignore those looks. You weren't the hero they wanted. You weren't noble or honorable. Not the Five, just Tai Lung. But you said you were going to help them, and you would keep that vow. No matter the cost. You stand up and grab another mug of beer and another shank of meat before making your way to the large tent. The prisoners mentioned some of their group were taken in here. Leaving the sounds of combat behind you, you push through the tent flaps into what looks like some kind of storage room. The tent is dimly light with small candles and if you did not possess a keen eyesight and night vision, you'd have trouble navigating the maze of barrels and goods. Taking a bite of food and a swig of beer you make your way around the tent. At one end you see tables covered in a black powder and lined with vases, another full of weapons that glinted in the dim light next to a large whetstone and another pile of ornate but dull weapons. As you approach the tables you hear a squeak and the sounds of something being knocked over followed by it's immenint crash. Turning on instinct you raise your claws to defend yourself and come face to face with a goat holding a sword. He trembles and his grip on the blade is awkward and ametuer at best. Behind him are two children, a rabbit and a pig. They cower behind the man and cling to him for protection."S-stay back! Kill me if you must but let the children go." He says flipping between self sacrifice and defending himself. His voice carries no threat as he struggles to maintain his nerve.>What do you say?>Attempt to calm him down before asking what he is doing here. You're here to help although the sounds of fighting outside might make that a bit difficult.>Maintain your facade and order him to lower his weapon and to tell you what is he doing here.>Say nothing but offer him some food that you've brought with you. You've been a prisoner before so you can imagine the kind of treatment they've been getting. Questions can come later and while they eat you can investigate some more.>Write in.
>>4380629>Say nothing but offer him some food that you've brought with you. You've been a prisoner before so you can imagine the kind of treatment they've been getting. Questions can come later and while they eat you can investigate some more.
>>4380629Offer some of the food. We’ve learned something from being a prisoner at least.
>>4380629>>Say nothing but offer him some food that you've brought with you. You've been a prisoner before so you can imagine the kind of treatment they've been getting. Questions can come later and while they eat you can investigate some more.
>>4380629>Disarm the goat, and put some food in his hands instead>"Get out of my tent. Now."
>>4380652What about the two kid ?
>>4380655"I said get out! take your kids with you."
I'm gonna grab some lunch. Be back in about half an hour. Loving the write ins and posts. Hope you guys are enjoying the game too. I'll count the votes when I get back.
>>4380660Maybe we could do that after the fight. It's not as though they would prove to be troublesome the longer they stay in the tent.
>>4380635>>4380638>>4380642>>4380683>>4380681Overwhelming this. Writing. As Oogway once said, "I do not ask a wounded person how he feels, for I have been wounded the same way once."
You look deep into the man's eyes. They bore the look that only a trapped animal could have. Desperation. Fear. Resignation. The same look you recall Shifu once had all those years ago when you two fought before you imprisonment. You wonder if you once had those same eyes when you first felt the the shackles clamp down on your body. You remain quiet as you slowly bend down and remove your backpack. The merchant flinches and tries to hold his blade steady as he trembles more. "W-what are you doing?" He asks to no response. You slowly pull out your rations and lay them on the ground for them along with your drink. You can't force them to eat but at the least you can do than what either of your captors did. Offer a decent meal. The children eye the vegitables hungrily and you stand to go back and investigate the tables once more. It doesn't take long before you hear the sounds of chewing behind you.Your attention is immediately drawn to the biggest threat, the weapons. Picking up a sword from the table you compare it to the ones on the ground. They are both ornate and stylized with the only difference being that the ones on the table are crudely sharpened. Their edges are nicked and chipped but they still hold deadly cutting power. That would explain why some of the bandits held superior weaponry compared to the rest. They weren't higher up, they were slowly getting armed. You drop the weapon and stride to the black powered table.Running your fingers across the surface to pick some up, you give it a quick sniff. Explosive powder. You move some broken shards around and notice that they are made of bamboo and brightly painted. "The fireworks..." You mutter and quickly throw open the lid of a nearby pot. Filled to the brim, the pot contained the same black powder that littered the table.You turn to face the merchant and two children but they are too busy eating ravenously to notice your gaze. At the same time you've noticed that the sounds of fighting have died down considerably.>What do you do?>Ask the man what he was doing here. What were the bandits up to?>Go back outside. The task you've given your "clan" is nearly over and they might begin to wonder where you've gone.>Leave the prisoners be and continue to explore the tent. The bandits were up to something and you're starting to get an idea of what. Perhaps there's more clues in here.>Write in.
>>4380712I can already draw up a conclusion. They could had been bidding their time for some kind of grand raid, not that they would ever succeed. Crudely sharpened blades and modified fireworks for explosives. Simple minded brutes.>Go back outside. The task you've given your "clan" is nearly over and they might begin to wonder where you've gone.
>>4380712>Say to the man "Wait here for me to return, I have to deal with the rest of the wolves", then go outside congratulate the "winners" and have them detail what the old leader was planning
>>4380716+1. It isn’t difficult to figure out what bandits would do with these items.
>>4380716>>4380717>>4380720>>4380726These are basically in the same vein. I'll combine the votes. Telling the prisoners to stay put, and heading out to question the "winners".
>>4380717+1 yes. I'm quite enjoying this!
You head out to face the wolves once more. "Wait here for me to return, I have to deal with the rest of the wolves." You say as you pass them. "And don't let the kids eat too much. Your bodies aren't used to eating well and you'll end up throwing up, dehydrating you." You push past the tent flaps, to face what's left of the wolves. Bodies lay scattered on the ground, battered and bruised perhaps missing a few teeth but otherwise unconcious. All that remains is 6 wolves. You slowly clap as you make your way back to the table. "Well...well...well. I see I have found my prized warriors. You have done well to defeat the others. How did it feel? The power? The brutality? Being able to take your foes down with your bare hands and nothing. To assert your will on someone else?" The wolves nod eagerly, their eyes and faces swelling up from the fight, as they drink in your every word. You sit back down and place your feet back onto the table. "So tell me. Instead of fostering your skill, what innane plan did your so called leader have in that tent there?" You ask, casually jerking your thumb at the tent. "And those prisoners. Why all this when you can simply take what you want by brute force!"The wolves look at each other and hesitate. You frown and slowly remove your feet from the table to lean in. "I thought it went without saying but perhaps those blows to the face might have jarred your thinking. When I ask you a question, you awnser!" You growl, crushing a nearby mug with your bare hand. The wolves snap at attention."I'm sorry Master!" One pleads. "It was all brother Xing's plan! He said it would be the greatest raid in all of China. An attack against the village at the foot of the Jade Palace." You can't help but scoff and laugh. "That was your plan? Did you forget the Five live there? Did you forget that they are the second strongest warriors in all of China?" You ask. The wolves nod sheepisly."Well said Master but Xing said that we would never face them." The wolf says. "We were too...that is. He was going to load up the explosives on to the merchant's wagons and send them in. They would pretend to sell their wares all over the village. That way no one would question why they had vases and other odds and ends. Then when they were spread enough appart they would detonate them. Xing said the explosions would be so far apart it would force the Five to seperate and in the chaos we sould come in and steal everything we could. We would cut down any who tried to stop us."Your growls grow louder. "And you expected them to simply do it? Tell me, was this so called Xing stupid enough to think that they would be eager to denotate the carts themselves and be caught in the blast?"
"T-that's why we took them all Master! We would hold some as hostages. And if they didn't do what they were told and explode the carts we would kill them!" The wolf shouts evidentally becoming more and more uncomfortable at your increasing glare and at having to hear the plan outloud.You feel your anger rising again. These were all the plans of a coward. A disgusting sacrifice of life. While you may have been willing to kill and maim to get the Dragon scroll in your anger, you had at least the courage to face the consequences head on and do so via your own power. You feel your hands clench and a veil slowly go over your eyes. The wolves slowly begin to back up as you stand. You wanted nothing more than to put these animals in their place. Make an example of them. But you can also feel the eyes of the prisoners fall on you. Their wary and frightened gazes.>What do you do?>Make an example of the remaining wolves. Break them. This farce has gone on long enough.>Order the remaining wolves to let the prisoners go. With food and supplies to make their journey to the village. Then you deal with them.>Intimidate the wolves into helping you tie up the rest of the gang. They're getting off easy for not having to face your wrath but they'll be helping you take the rest in for justice. Keeping an eye on 6 during travel is easier than 50.>Write in.
>>4380760>Order the remaining wolves to let the prisoners go. With food and supplies to make their journey to the village. Then you deal with them.No killing the wolves. We need zealot followers to gather more followers.
>>4380760>Write in.Knock out the remaining six, then release the prisoners. Suggest that they tie up the wolves. They're free now.
>>4380765>>4380760Support, but adding on,>keep the 6 that were left standing, bandits they maybe, but they still managed to be the last 6 standing out of a 50 man melee, you are on a path of redemption, might as well force them to join you on it
>>4380775>>4380765>>4380762No murder, release the prisoners and tie up the bandits save the final six. Wait...did we...did we just start our own Furious Five/Sons of Batman? Guess we'll see. Writing.
>>4380790I mean it's a tie lung redemption quest so why not
>>4380792Not gonna lie, I expect people to go solo, maybe pick up an orphan to take under our wing, and hit on tigress but this is equally bad ass. Make a crew and become the heroes of china. Kind of a "If I can't be an offical Dragon Warrior then I'll make my own furious five and give myself the title." Sounds equally as Tai Lung. Maybe slowly leave that way of thinking as we save people and redeem ourselves. I dig it.
>>4380760>Write in.keep the 6, let the prisoners go and after they've gone kill the other wolves don't want any loose ends.
>>4380795>>4380790I vote to name our troop the Seven Saviors
>>4380815Let's hold off on a name for now
>>4380815Seems kind of tacky. I agree that we should withhold on the name making. Possibly for indefinitely. The fact that we have to come up with a name sounds really unappealing.
You slowly make your way to the remaining 6 wolves. They inch away from you and look at each other warily. "Bombs. Hostages...these are the methods of cowards!" You shout. "We are martial artists! What we do, we do with our own strength!" You look at each and everyone of the 6 wolves. "Perhaps, your old leader forgot that...and perhaps it's time I drill that into your heads!"In a flash you kick one of the wolves in the throat! He clasps his neck and goes down coughing as he loses conciousness. In one fluid motion you put down your leg and spin on it, slamming your elbow into the chin of another and thrusting your other foot back into the gut of the one behind you. In their exhausted state they offer little resistence as they crumple to the ground. The remaining three leap at you in a vain attempt to subdue you. You raise your hands in the air and catch one, throwing him on the ground and striking his chin with your foot, incapacitating him. One of the wolves throws a jumping kick that you block with your forearms before grabbing his leg and weilding him as a weapon. You spin with him in your hands and slam the last two wolves into each other as they collapse on the ground.You turn to face the prisoners. "You are free." You say simply. "Take as much as you want and leave but before you do. Maybe tie up the wolves. There are more of you in the tent." You lift the 6 you knocked out and place them on the table. "But not these. I will deal with them." The merchants look at each other warily unsure of what to do. "S-stay away from us." One of the merchants say and they slowly begin to ease out of their pen. They keep their distance from you and you simply drag the table to another end of the camp so you don't get int their way. They whisper among themselves hoping that you don't hear them but your keen ears catch it all."What's Tai Lung doing here?!""We need to tell the Five!""What? He just saved us! Besides I don't want him coming after me!""I be he just wants us to clean up his mess so he can start up his own gang.""Tie up the bandits. What are we supposed to do with them?!"You sigh, and decide that you better get on that yourself. You tear into the tents and use the strips of them to use as makeshift rope. Again they prisoners keep a wide berth around you. As you work, you feel a small tap on your leg. You turn and find yourself facing the man from inside the tent. He doesn't give you a chance to speak as he wants to speak before his nerve leaves him.
"Thank you for saving us...and for the food. It's not sharp I'm afraid but I kept it hidden. Those brutes didn't deserve something this nice." He says handing you a wrapped up object. You look at him in confusion as he leaves. Unwrapping the bundle reveals a beautiful sword, polished and inlaid with a jade dragon but ultimately dull. The replica Sword of Heroes.You quickly wrap up the blade again and put it in your pack trying to process the rush of emotions you feel. Once you finish binding the last of the bandits you look back at the merchants. Serveral carts have been loaded already and they seem to be ready to leave but something seems to be holding them back a bit. An air of expectancy hangs in the air and you wonder if they're waiting for you to say something.>What do you do?>Tell them that they're free to leave. You will stay behind.>Tell them you're willing to escort them to the village. They can take the bandits with them to turn into the authorities.>Ask them to haul off the wolves while you stay behind. You can't very well walk back to town now that everyone knows who you are. The wolves are bound and the merchants have weapons. There shouldn't be any problems on their way back.>Let them go but only ask if they can keep your name out of this. It's the only thing you ask of them.>Write in
I wonder if the Furious Five named themselves. Up to you guys to decide if you want to name yourself and what. I'm not really good at alliterative names but I'll try if you guys earn one from the people.
>>4380826>>Tell them you're willing to escort them to the village. They can take the bandits with them to turn into the authorities.>>we only ask they not mention our name
>>4380826>Tell them you're willing to escort them to the village. They can take the bandits with them to turn into the authorities.>ask if they can keep your name out of this. It's the only thing you ask of them.I don't support keeping the remaining six wolves, but since we are I guess we'll keep em.
>>4380831Seems like I misread the idea of keeping the wolves. I thought I read everyone wanted to keep them but it was basically all three. Yes keep em as zelots, no, and yes as trainees. So I'll make that a vote now. My bad guys.>Do you want to keep the 6 wolves along or do we send them along with the rest of their gang?>Yes keep them>No send them off.
>>4380839>>Yes keep them
>>4380839>No send them off.If we end up keeping them it’s fine, just feels a bit early. I’d rather be pickier about who we train.
I'll leave it that vote open for a while longer while I write up the previous votes so it doesn't slow down.
>>4380839>>No send them off.
>>4380839>>No send them offI feel like Tai Lung needs to discover who he really is before training others
You make your way to the merchants. "I...am willing to escort you back to the village." You say awkwardly. "The roads might still have other dangers and leaving you to escort the bandits alone is not a good idea." You let the offer hang in the air. None of the merchants seem to want to be the one to answer. The silence begins to get awkward and you add. "If not then all I ask is that you don't mention my name. It'll be better for all of us." You wince at how you worded that last phrase. The merchants huddle and begin to whisper among themselves unaware that you can still hear them."Do we tell him to go away?""If he's with us, no one is gonna wanna mess with us and I don't want to carry all those guys alone.""What does he mean 'better'? Is he gonna off us if we squeal?""He's a wanted man! I heard he killed a 100 men with one hand! We should be turning him! There might be a reward to recoup our losses.""You wanna be the one to try to take him down?"You grunt and go to pour yourself another drink as you wait for the rabble to decide your offer. After a few moments they turn to you and speak. "We will accept your...umm...gracious offer but we want your cart to be infront of us so we can...umm...keep an...eye on you?" The merchant says as you eye him curiously. "So...uhh please gather your "people" and we can leave. The sun is starting to come up." You sigh and get to work. You take one of the wagons and begin loading it up with the bandits, making sure they're all securely tied. Its long tedious work as you now have to tie their legs together so they don't run off. "Well then. Let's head off." You say and begin to lead the caravan out of the valley and back on to the roads.----Several hours later...You sit at your small camp fire several yards away from the main group. Citing safety reasons, the main group managed to pluck enough courage to tell you that you need to keep guard and stay away in case some of the bandits got free. You obliged and now your find yourself poking at the fire with a stick. The bandits in your care spit and swear at you, making you contemplate knocking them all out again just to get some quiet. Your stomach growls and you reach into your bag for some food only to find it empty and remembering you gave it away to the prisoners in the tent. Dejected you dump your bag on the ground and sit, ready to wallow in your hunger when a voice breaks through your thoughts."A man should be wary when he sits at the table with demons, lest the demons have him for dinner." You turn and find yourself looking at the sheep that held you at sword point in the tent. He looks weary but relieved and is sporting a cane to help him walk. In his hands he holds some food, which he offers you.>What do you do?>Take the food and ask him what he wants.>Take the food and say nothing.>Say nothing but shoo him away.>Don't take the food and stay quiet.>Write in.
>>4380896>Take the food and ask him what he wants.
>>4380896>>Take the food and ask him what he wants.>>wearily thank him
>>4380905>>4380908Eating and talking. Writing.
>>4380896>He's a wanted man! I heard he killed a 100 men with one hand!Actually it was 5600 rhinos. Remember the prison break? There were supposedly a thousand of them.>>4380908support
>>4380931It was a thousand? Jesus, I remember he took out tons during the prison break but I didn't think it was that many. We're awesome.
>>4380935https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UrE123Yw2lQI meant to say 500 with one hand, implying that be got 1000 between both hands.
You take the food and give a weary but gruff, "Thank you." Before you begin eating. It feels a bit odd to be watched while you eat. A feeling you haven't felt since you were a child. "Do you need something?" You ask quietly as you lift your face from your food and wipe your face clean. The merchant motions to a spot next to you asking for a seat and you nod. He eases himself down onto the ground with a sigh. "It's been too long since I've had a good rest. Those bandits had me working day and night. Well...not all day but I would often take shifts to allow the little ones rest." He says looking at the night sky. "They say the sky looks bigger to a man who has been freed than to one who'd lived as a free man. I'm inclined to agree." You look up at the star filled sky and wonder if he was right. Since your release you had thought of nothing but obtaining the Dragon scroll. Until know, it hadn't dawned on you that you were free. On the run from the law, but well and truely free. No walls, no guards. You could go anywhere you liked. "You must be wondering why someone like me is here." He asks but you don't answer. "When I first saw you in the tent, I saw anger and rage. You can see it in the way you walked. Then you found us and we locked eyes." The sheep pokes at your fire with his walking stick making it burn slightly brighter. "Then I what I saw was a reflection. A man who knew about the situation we were in but also full of doubt.""You don't know anything about me old timer." You reply. "What I've been through. What I've done." The sheep nods."No I truly don't. But I've heard stories." He replies. "But I've also lived long enough to know that you're at a crossroads. That doubt in your eyes isn't because of fear or confusion. It's because something happened and now you're finally seeing everything you can be. Everything you can do. It's the same eyes I saw in the mirror when I buried my father." The elderly sheep stands. "Don't let that doubt become indecisiveness. It's ok to take your time to think and plan but make sure that your moment does not pass. But I'm rambling again aren't I?" He chuckles "I guess what I really should be saying is 'Thank you'. Thank you Tai Lung. For saving us." The sheep begins to shuffle off, leaving you alone to your thoughts."Old man." You finally speak up and the sheep stops. "The sky...it does look bigger. Endless."
The next few days of travel were uneventful, barring a few arguements among the merchants over who lost the most money. By the end of the 3rd day you arrive at the outsirks of the village. "We are here. As I said. You're all free." The merchants cheer and begin to rush towards the town as fast as their legs could carry them. All except the old sheep. He stands next to you as he catches up and gives you a small smile."What will you do now?" He asks. "I presume you weren't simply released from prison for your good behavior." He chuckles.>What do you plan to do?>Hand the bandits in yourself then leave. It's what you told the villagers you'd do. Hopefully the merchants will keep your name out of this.>Ask the old sheep if he can take the bandit cart into town while you make your leave.>Say you don't know.>Say you don't know and ask the old man if he can suggest anything to do.>Write in.
>>4380976>Say you don't know.>Write in.This old ram is really wise. He sure he's not some monk? I presume he's also a merchant himself. What did he sell?
>>4380976Forgot to include this. There's probably a bounty for these wolves. If they're so worried about the money then they can claim it for themselves. Unless some anons have better ideas. Maybe spare enough food and drink for a weeks worth of travel.
>>4380976>Ask the old ram to join us in turning in wolves, let him take the possible reward for capturing them, only taking enough for supplies for a long journey
>>4380979You don't know. You never thought to ask (in character at least. Out of character it didn't really come up). That weapon he gave you wasn't even his to give. It belonged to the other scummy merchant who offering his daughter if you rescued him. Also I've been calling him sheep because I didn't keep notes. Well better start on that.
Gonna grab dinner. Be back in about 30 mins.
>>4380992>>4381004Asking the old ram to come with us as we ask for the bounty. And asking what he sold. Writing
"I don't know." You admit. "Until recently I had one goal. Then I learned it all meant nothing." The old ram smiles and holds his cane. "Young man, even nothing is something." He says. "From nothing there is infinite possiblity. Like an empty table, we can fill it with food. Or remodel it into something else. All it takes is your eyes to see the posibilities." He chuckles. You give the old man a look. "Just what kind of merchant are you?" You ask befuddled. The old man laughs. "My boy, who says one must be a merchant to travel the roads? But I suppose in some eyes I am a merchant of stories and advice. I'm just a mere storyteller that hitched an unfornate ride with this caravan. But was did that mean my choice meant nothing? Why now I have the tale of the mighty Tai Lung coming to save us." He says. You pull your hood over your head. "I'd much rather you keep my name out of this. It's only fair seeing as I don't even know yours." You say gruffly.The old ram smiles again. "I suppose I've been rather rude haven't I? I often go by Luo Guanzhong but Luo shall suffice for us and I do suppose I can keep this story archived. It seems you have a plan then?" You nod."For the moment. Though...I suppose I'll need your help. These bandits...they must have a bounty. I- I mean you can turn them in and claim the reward. That should help cover the loss for the merchants." You explain. The old man nods."A selfless deed." He muses. You shake your head. "Not entirely. I just need enough to cover to pay for a weeks worth of travel." You explain as you begin to head into town with the cart in tow. The old man nods."It is only fair. You did all the work. But they will ask for a name. No one will ever believe an old goat like me defeated all these bandits. What will you give them?" The old goat did have a point. >What will you tell them? What name will you give?>The Dragon Warrior. It is who you aspire to be and one the people will trust actually saved the day and thus keep yours hidden.>Your real name. If you want to redeem yourself then people will need to know that your name is attached to deeds of good.>Give no name and insist on it. No one needs to know who it was. The only person it should matter to is you.>Write in
>>4381097>>Give no name and insist on it. No one needs to know who it was. The only person it should matter to is you.
>>4381097>>>Your real name. If you want to redeem yourself then people will need to know that your name is attached to deeds of good.
>>4381097These are all good choices. I don't know what top pick.>Give no name and insist on it. No one needs to know who it was. The only person it should matter to is you.Leaving it a mystery sounds fun. It's not like anyone will believe the evil Tai Lung saved the merchants, so we might as well let people create their own tales. In a way we can almost claim responsibility while maintaining anonymity.
I went with no name as I think it's to early to be giving out our name
>>4381098+1. We seek redemption, not fame. We could gain fame easily, very easily even, but that isn’t the point.
>>4381111>>4381100>>4381098We are the traveler with no name then. Our deeds are our own. Writing.
"Nothing." You say. The old goat raises an eyebrow. "Like you said, even nothing is something." You chuckle gruffly. The old man laughs uproariously. "And thus, they are left with infinite possibilities of who it might be." He chortles wiping a tear from his eye. The two of you walk through the chaos of people celebrating their freedom, townsfolk looking in awe at your wagon, and everyone in between. You make your way to the somewhat small jail house at the edge of the village. The two "guards" that were standing outside the jailhouse were looking at the commotion immediately eye you and Luo. Their status as keepers of the peace only shown by two mis matched uniforms and badges with the imperial seal. "Good day to you gentlemen." Lou says happily. "I would like to claim a bounty." The guards' eyes widen. "Is that...Is that Xing Yi Quan?!" One of them shouts. Xing shoots a glare at your group and Lou nods smiling."Yes and his 50 men. All accounted for." Lou replies happily. "Old man how did you catch them?" The other guard asks in astonishment causing Luo to laugh."Oh it wasn't me. But the real hero asked that I collect the bounty and share it among their prisoners. I...oh dear I'm afraid he never game me his name." Luo says feigning senility. "I hope that won't be too much trouble." He asks innocently.The guards shake their head. "N-no. We'll just put your name as the collector and add a note you were given authority over the money...I hope you don't mind debt notes. Our village doesn't have nearly enough funds to pay this upfront. Just take them to a bank in one of the bigger cities and you can exchange them for actual funds." Luo nods understandingly."That will be fine but if it's not too much for an old man to ask. Could you please give my friend here some traveling rations? He won't be joining the rest of the caravan and he's afraid carrying money will draw the attention of more bandits. If it helps, you may take this out of my share." The guard nods."Yeah...sure. Just come with me and we'll settle all the paper work. Lin go get this guy his food." The guard says still in awe of the capture then coming back to his senses. The other guard hurries off to bring your food to you.
---You sit outside the guard station drinking some peach juice and keeping to yourself. The guards had given you a new bigger pack filled to the brim with foods as well as a new set of traveling clothes that you have yet to put on. You are about to stand and leave when you see Luo making his way back to you. "I see you still haven't left. It is good to take a break here and there. Would you burden yourself with the company of an old man?" You half shrug in indifference and nod when you catch yourself. The old ram sits next to you on the steps of building. "All the money has been distributed to the merchants and their silence bought...more or less.""What do you mean by that?" You ask."Well for those who decide they wish to tell the tale. No one will belive them. The others simply wish to leave that part of their lives behind them and won't corroborate. And the last handful were given enough money for them to turn a blind eye." He explains. You nod in understanding. "Now comes the next part of your journey my new friend. Where will you go now? What roads would you like to travel?" You don't speak as you wonder that yourself.>What will you say?>Tell him that you don't know, only that you seek redemption for who you once were.>Tell him you plan to go to one of the bigger cities. Maybe there's work there and maybe the size will help you keep hidden.>Say you want to go to another small village. They probably won't recognize you as easily and they might have more troubles you can help with.>Ask Luo if he has any suggestions. He is clearly wise and well educated.>Write in.>Also, will you ask him to accompany you? He seems to have grown quiet fond of you but you're unsure why.>Yes>No
>>4381159>Ask Luo if he has any suggestions. He is clearly wise and well educated.>Also, will you ask him to accompany you? He seems to have grown quiet fond of you but you're unsure why.>YesI see no reason why he shouldn't. That is if he wants to.
>>4381159>>Tell him that you don't know, only that you seek redemption for who you once were.>Ask Luo if he has any suggestions. He is clearly wise and well educated.>Yes
>>4381162>>4381165>>4381171>>4381180Asking for advice and asking if Luo would like to join us. Writing.
"I don't know." You admit. "I only wish to redeem myself for the person I had become." The old ram closes his eyes and nods. He seems to think for a moment before opening them again. "What would you suggest I do?" You ask after you see them open."I see." He says. "I'm afraid I'm simply an old story teller. Even in my age I cannot say what the true path of redeemption is. However, I know that your mind is troubled, unbalanced. Many stories say that the true path to happiness is inner peace. To know the hearts of others, one must first discover his own. To that end...well even I cannot in good faith send my friend on a fool's journey." He says shaking his head. You cast a look at Luo."If you know something old man, tell me." You say standing before taking a step back. "Please." You add quietly, ashamed. "I no longer want to be the man I am known as." Luo looks at you for a long time before speaking again."The Pools of Contemplation." He says. "Legends speak of a twin to the Pool of Sacred Tears. A place where one can go and ponder the secrets of their soul in true and utter peace. However, like I said, it's merely a legend. The stories are so old that even if it was real, the location is lost to time.""So there is no where I can learn the location of this place or even if it is real?" You ask. Luo shuffles to his feet."I'm afriad not. You may try the sacred library at the peak of the Huangshan mountains. Or you may attempt to find inner peace on your own." He offers. "Perhaps the library might offer texts on that matter." You nod quietly."Will you not come with me?" You ask after a long time. "There might be more stories for you to see." You add with a hint of humor. Luo chuckles as the air lightens. "Oh no my friend. I am afraid these bones are too old for the journey of one as young as you. Besides, I really do want to get to the Jade Palace and hear of how the Dragon Warrior was chosen" He says politely. "However should our paths ever cross again or should you ever having an inkling that we are in the same location. Do not be afraid to ask for my name. I would love to trade stories with you once more. Perhap next time we shall meet on more comfortable circumstances. Like a high class tea shop. I think I'd like that."
He offers his hand for you to shake and when you do he grips it with a strength that surprises you. The two of you lock eyes and you see that the humor and gentleness has left his eyes. "Tai Lung my friend. Always remember that even in the darkest of nights, all it takes is a single spark of light to banish away the shadows. Never lose hope, do not be afraid to stop and ask for help lest you lose yourself in the shadows as you try to run away from them." He pats the back your hand and smiles at you warmly, the jovial old man returning."Goodbye my friend! Maybe your roads lead to warm beds." He says as he walks away. You stand there contemplating Luo's words before picking up your pack and walking in the opposite direction away from the village and hopefully away from the man you once were. (With that I gotta head to sleep. Thanks for voting guys. I'll write up a quick epilogue expanding a bit more on Luo and that'll be my last post. I'll try to start up again tomorrow at around the same time 11am PST and we'll see what other adventures Tai Lung can get into.)
>>4381248Thanks for running, you have an pretty good plot hook set up
>>4381248this was a bomb as quest hijack. nice.
>Several days after the bandit's defeat.Luo Guanzhong makes his way up the last of the Ten Thousand Steps of Contemplation that lead to the Jade Palace. Named after the fabled Pools of Contemplation, the steps were meant as a replacement for the mythical pools with the idea being that such a long climb allowed the mind to focus on the inner self. A factiod that never failed to bring a smile to the old ram's face as he personally found the walk to be a boring chore since his youth. Not that he ever expressed that opinion. The trip was always worth the effort once he arrived at the beautiful Jade Palace and it's surrounding gardens. Luo quietly hums to himself as he wanders aimlessly and finds himself in the Sacred Hall of Warriors. "My my. Still meticulously maintained as always." He says happily as he wanders around looking at the various weapons and artifacts. "Always amazes me how well kept these are." He mutters thinking of all the stories each item held. As he wanders the sounds of foot steps grow louder as the double doors of the Hall are thrown wide open. A red panda hurries over to Luo panting and heaving. "Master Luo!" He breathes heavily. "I did not- Had I known we could have prepared a proper greeting!" Luo turns away form the piece he was studying closely and smiles."Little Shifu." He replies smiling. "Still as energetic as always. Why I remember when you had heard that Master Oogway's birthday was coming all those years ago, you had spent all night cleaning the palace and trying to prepare a feast on your own! We found you fast asleep in the orchard trying to get apples for pie." He chuckles."I- that is.." Stammers Shifu before he coughs and reasserts himself. "To what do we own this visit? You haven't been to the Valley of Peace in decades." He asks trying to hide his fluster. Luo nods.
"The same reason I travel, young one. I wished to hear a good story. I heard that the Dragon Warrior was chosen. I'm sorry to say that I was help up by an unfortunate bandit attack. Kept hostage as a matter of fact-" Luo says before being interrupted."Bandits captured you?! I shall get the Five at once!" He says turning to leave. Luo places a hand on Shifu's shoulder and makes a placating gesture. "It is fine. The situation has been taken care of. Thanks to a new friend of mine." He says. "Otherwise I would not be here admiring the Palace's collection. Such as this trinket here." He says motioning to the artifact he was admiring. Shifu's jaw drops at the notion of it being called a trinket."Tinket? Master...how could you call that of all things a trinket? It was yours!" He says dumbfounded. Luo nods wisely. "Then would I not be the best at knowing if it was a trinket or not?" He asks gently. Shifu looks conflicted but nods begrudgingly "A weapon is merely an extension of one's body. The only power it has is that it can give it's owner and even then it knows not good or evil. Now, instead of me rambling again, why don't you show me the Dragon Warrior? I am keen to see who it is. Word in the village is he already has a momentous victory. I would like to hear the story from him and maybe have him get something to eat. I so do miss the noodles from that shop." "Err...yes. I will go introduce you to Po. Just becareful. He's...different." Shifu says leading Luo out to the training grounds. Just as the door closes he casts one last look at the pedestal they were standing next to. The one containg the Sword of Heroes.Part 1. End.
>>4381256>>4381266>>4381285Thanks guys! I hope this keeps going and I hope you enjoy the epilogue. Luo has turned out to be one of my favorite characters for someone who was just made up on the fly and built up on the fly as well. Was thinking using his name as a trip but it's too long. You guys have any good QM names? I have an old one but it's too scifi.
>>4381287go with your but for a name, or use as random name generator
>>4381287bravo!! Is this the typical quality of posts on /qst/?
>>4381366Depends on the quests, some quests are already running some threads that are good.Also I was so damn busy. I couldn't even check /qst/
>>4381287Eh your choiceI might suggest MasterQM since thats the more easy one of themRemember if you need any help with kung fu panda lore stuff some of us probably know a thing or two or way too much in some cases
>>4381577There's lore to the series beyond the movies? Color me surprised. I was mostly ad libbing names and stuff.
>>4381580oh yeah man, there was a whole TV show, that wasn't half bad.
>>4381589Oh damn. Now I suddenly feel less adequate to run this quest. Well, not gonna stop me from giving it the old college try. How does Storyteller Luo sound as a QM name?
>>4381597Sounds good, also if you want take a look at the fan wikihttps://kungfupanda.fandom.com/wiki/Kung_Fu_Panda_Wikimight prove helpful for ideas, particually the character Peng
>>4381603Thanks. I'll give it a look. Can't promise I'll stick to cannon but I'll do my best. I'm gonna start writing up the next bit. If you guys have any questions about what's happened so far. Feel free to post them.
>>4381622Eh its alright to butcher cannon since this is quest after allIm super alright if you make your own characters for the story, adds flavour to it
>A broken Shifu lays before you. His breath is ragged and labored as he struggles to speak. "I...have always been proud of you." He gasps. "From the first moment...I've been proud of you."And it was my pride that blinded me. I loved you too much...to see what you were becoming." His bruised and bloody face turns to look at you. "What I...was turning you into." He pauses for another rattling breath. "I'm s-....I'm sorry." He finishes before colapsing on the ground. Dead.You awake with a start and gasp loudly as you feel the ground under jolt. A pang of pain jolts through your head as it hits the roof of the wagon you hitched a ride in. "Whoa there! Sorry about that buddy!" The driver, a middle aged chicken, says as he looks behind to look at you. "The roads are a bit rough here thanks to the rain a few days a go. Got lots of rocks. I can slow down some more if ya like?" You shake your head and adjust your straw hat so it keeps obscuring your face. The traveling clothes you were given a few days ago were comfortable and warm. While they did come with a hood and cloak that you wore, you opted to wear the straw hat versus the hood in order to feel the fresh air during travel. The replica Sword of Heroes that Luo had gifted you hung on your hip, held in place with a simple rope belt, you made a mental note to buy a sheathe for it in the future. While still dull and useless as a bladed weapon, you hope that it looked intimidating enough to the uninitiated that you will be left alone. If for some reason you are forced to use it then it would serve as a emergency blunt weapon."It's...alright." You say trying to not sound grumpy. In an effort to keep your mind off your dream you ask, "How much longer did you say we would be traveling?"
"Oh, the next village should be within sight soon. I come here all the time, even had a few sweet hearts before I met the missus." The driver chuckles. "Friendliest place you'll ever vi...sit..." His voice trails off causing you to lean forward and look out. Just as he predicted, the village was in sight. However his description seems to fall flat as you can see a crowd following a woman. Judging by the frantic movements of their target and the noise, you assume this isn't a friendly gathering.>What do you do?>Tell the driver that he should probably skip this stop. It looks like trouble and you really don't want any detours on your way to the Sacred Library. You're quiet a ways away still.>Stay quiet and watch what's happening. This is none of your buisness but you doubt you can convince the driver to keep moving.>Ignore the crowd and try to find some lodgings. The village receives decent traffic. There might be an inn where you can rest properly and wait for things to die down.>Intervene. Place yourself betweent he crowd and the woman. Only cowards try to overwhelm an clearly defenseless opponent.>Leap in and engage the crowd. You're not here to mince words. Once the crowd is subdued, you can figure out what is going on. >Write in.
>>4381651>Leap in and engage the crowd. You're not here to mince words. Once the crowd is subdued, you can figure out what is going on.how many days has it been since shifu?
>>4381652>Intervene. Place yourself between the crowd and the woman. Only cowards try to overwhelm a clearly defenseless opponent.
>>4381665It's been roughly about 2 weeks since your fight with Po and about 5 days since you and Luo parted ways. Just realized it might not be clear because of my post. But to clarify, Shifu isn't dead as his converasion with Luo shows. However Tai Lung doesn't know that. Just that he had told both Po and the Five of Shifu's condition before fleeing.
>>4381652>>Intervene. Place yourself betweent he crowd and the woman. Only cowards try to overwhelm an clearly defenseless opponent.
>>4381652>Intervene. Place yourself betweent he crowd and the woman. Only cowards try to overwhelm an clearly defenseless opponent.Oh what's all this then.
>>4381681>>4381674>>4381667Placing yourself between the crowd and the woman. Writing.
You tap the driver on the shoulder and move him to the side a bit giving you enough room to launch yourself from the back of the wagon onto the road. Running on all fours you dash to the village and make another huge leap, landing between the raging mob and the helpless woman. Your landing must have looked impressive as the crowd stop and looks at you as you bring yourself to your full height. "Stand aside stranger! This has nothing to do with you." One of the villagers shouts. A few of them eye your sword gingerly and shuffle uncomfortable when you remain silent.The woman gasps and scrambles to her feet before running away to the other end of the village and out of sight behind some buildings. "What are you doing? Move! She's getting away!" The crowd tries to get around you but years of training leave no opening for them to do so. "What do you want stranger? Can't you see we're trying to enact justice?"You slowly look down on the person talk to you and his voice dies in his throat. You find yourself having to say something but you're unsure what.>What do you say?>Ask the obvious. What is going on?>Berate the villagers. What they're doing isn't justice. >Say nothing and go after the girl to talk to her. You'd probably get a straighter story from her than an enraged mob.>Walk away and find some lodging. Let the crowd disperse and calm down before you start asking questions. You're not likely to get a decent answer from then right now.>Demand to know who is the leader of this village and why would they allow such cowardice and dishonor to happen.>Write in
>>4381699>Say nothing and go after the girl to talk to her. You'd probably get a straighter story from her than an enraged mob.the mob is too hyped up on emotion for a straight answer and if they really are out for justice best to get the girls side of things first
>>4381699>Ask the obvious. What is going on?We dont know what happened. Maybe the lady is innocent. Maybe she's guilty and only planned on paddling her. Let's hear them out.
>>4381708I'll support this is if pick up the guy who last talked to us and go after the girl. That way we get to sides of the story.
>>4381716sure, we can tell him to follow up and for the rest to wait in town
>>4381708>>4381716+1, grab this guy and run after her, then we listen
>>4381708>>4381716Taking one villager and going to speak with the girl. Writing.
"You." You say gruffly and point to the nearest villager that spoke to you. "Come with me. The rest of you stay." You command. "Or else I'll be the one getting angry." Leaving that threat in the air you turn around and begin to walk in the direction the woman went. The crowd speaks amongst itself and seems to be restless but ultimately they relent and one of them follows you."You don't know what you're doing! She's a menace! She needs to be punished! Do you even know what's going on?" The villager hisses as you two walk."I will soon enough. Now hush. I don't want to hear another word out of you until I have spoken to the girl." You say as your eyes scan the village. Following the woman's trail wasn't too difficult, her dress was dragging along the ground and considering majority if not all of the villagers were behind you it made her trail easy to follow. You find yourself wandering up to a small house at the end of the village. The villager hops up and down shouting, "That's her house! That's where she's hiding I bet!" He rushes to the door and starts pounding away."Get out of there! We're not through with you yet!"You growl and grab the man by the neck of his shirt and lift him up by one hand. "No. More. Words." You growl and drop him to the ground. You move to a window and take a look. The house is sparsely furnished only containing the bare nessecities but you can't see the woman. She must be hiding. You step back and knock on the door though much gentler than the villager. "Come on out." You say flatly. "I just want to talk and figure out what's going on." No reply. You shoot a glare at the villager. This was going to be a bit harder than you thought."I mean it. I just want to talk. Whatever this baffoon next to me says, I just want to get both sides of the story." Again you receive no reply. You sigh, probably attributing this to your less than stellar people skills.>What do you do?>Tell the villager to leave. He's probably the reason she doesn't want to speak.>Announce that you're entering and force the door open. You'll get to the bottom of this one way or another. Even if you need to push things along.>Begin talking to the villager while you wait outside. Better to get one side of the story for now. Maybe hearing it will get the girl to come out and defend herself against the accusations.>Try to coax the girl out of the house. Promise her something. Perhaps protection or her aquittal of whatever crime that is levied against her.>Write in
>>4381756>Begin talking to the villager while you wait outside. Better to get one side of the story for now. Maybe hearing it will get the girl to come out and defend herself against the accusations.Better than nothing.
>>4381756>>Begin talking to the villager while you wait outside. Better to get one side of the story for now. Maybe hearing it will get the girl to come out and defend herself against the accusations.
>>4381773>>4381760>>4381757Getting one side of the story. Writing.
>>4381795you're doing good, mate!
>>4381802Agreed, very enjoyable.
>>4381795The best ninja pick up of a quest, I have seen in a while
You grumble and pinch the bridge of your nose. You turn to the loud villager and grunt, "Speak. What is going on here?" The villager dusts himself off and places his hands on his hips."Maybe you should ask before you act, you big oaf." He snaps, his anger pushing his fear of you away. "If must know. This woman has cursed our village. Our crops die! Our medicines refuse to work. And worst of all some of our children have gone missing." You tilt your head. The first two could be supersition. The third however is more concrete. "What makes you think that woman is behind it?" You ask."We've seen her." The man says in a low whisper. "She wanders into the bamboo forest at night. We've been hearing odd noises coming from there as well. She wears odd pastes on her cuts and once or twice some of us have seen the lights on in her house at the middle of the night. Chu Hua swears she once even heard the girl chanting during one of those nights." The man turns to the house and shouts. "You hear that?! We're on to your game! Give us our children back!"You place your paw on the man's face and smother his shouts. "Quiet." You grunt. "I said I want what's going on. Not your petty antagonizing." You stay quiet and listen in. You can hear some movement in the house but no signs of the woman coming out. You shake your head. Clearly, her fear of the village was greater than any desire for her innocence. You feel frantic patting at your hand and you realize you must be making it hard for the man to breath. You let go and he gasps for air before shooting a glare at you. You take the moment of silence to gather your thoughts and formulate a plan. >It's roughly noon. What do you do?>Send the villager away and try to talk the girl. It's been long since you felt fear and only recently you felt it genuinely again. Try to connect with her on that point.>Walk back to the center of the village and find the woman named Chu Hua. She supposedly heart the girl chanting. She might have more information.>Head back and find the village leader. He might have a better understanding of this mess.>Find the driver. He said he was familiar with the village. Maybe he can talk the girl into speaking with you.>Wait until night fall. The villager says odd things are happening at night. If you want to get to the bottom of this might as well head to the heart of the problem.>Write in.>>4381802>>4381804>>4381805Thanks guys! Hopefully you can continue to enjoy the quest.
>>4381832>>Send the villager away and try to talk the girl. It's been long since you felt fear and only recently you felt it genuinely again. Try to connect with her on that point.>Wait until night fall. The villager says odd things are happening at night. If you want to get to the bottom of this might as well head to the heart of the problem.
>>4381834+1, gotta handle things delicately.
>>4381834+1. First, and then the second if we don’t hear anything particularly convincing.
>>4381834Thats a this from me
Gonna grab a bite to eat guys. I'll be back in about 30 minutes.
>>4381850>>4381837>>4381835>>4381834Talking to the girl and then visiting the forest at night. Writing.
"Go back to the village." You tell the villager. "Tell the rest I'll handle this." The man gives you an odd look but does as he's told and heads back to the center of the village. You sit down in front of the door and wait patiently. The woman makes no noise or give any indication of wanting to come out. You wait a while longer before you speak once more. "I...I understand you fear." You start. "The panic of being chased down. Having to hide from the mob, afraid of being caught and the consequences of it." You sigh. "If you know anything about what's going on I suggest you start talking." You look behind yourself at the door and quietly add. "Believe me. Its much better than being hunted down for something you've actually done and regret. Never having the chance to make up for it. Always knowing that it's because you don't deserve it." You stand and dust your pants off. "I'll be in the village. If you ever decide to face the crowd again. Look for me. I'll make sure you're heard."You're about to leave when you hear the door creek open. "I wasn't me who took the children. I tried to stop them...I just wanted to help my father. I didn't think it would go this far." You hear the woman squeak. You turn to look at the door. A pair of eyes peek out from the small opening and you see a chain holding the shut."Who? Who did you try to stop?" You ask the woman. She squeaks and shuts the door. From behind the wood you can hear her say, if only barely."The Wooden Men.""The what?" You ask. "A gang?" The woman remains quiet before speaking again."No. I said too much. I will deal with it myself. Just keep the villagers away from me. It's all my fault. I brought this darkness on the village. I'll be the one to banish it even if I have to wander alone." She says and you hear her scurry away deeper into the house.>What do you do?>Try and get her to come back. Offer her some help. (What do you say?)>Go back into town and inquire about these "Wooden Men". Maybe the other villagers would know about this. Though you're unsure if this might incite their wrath again.>Ask the driver if he knows anything. He's not from the village so he might be more cooperative.>Continue with your wait until nightfall. The woman might think she can handle this but she might need help. If she sneaks out again, try and follow her.>Write in.
>>4381917>Try and get her to come back. Offer her some help. (What do you say?)>"Tai Lung my friend. Always remember that even in the darkest of nights, all it takes is a single spark of light to banish away the shadows. Never lose hope, do not be afraid to stop and ask for help lest you lose yourself in the shadows as you try to run away from them."The villagers will continue to show you their animosity until the children are saved. You need my help.
>>4381928Probably rephrase it a bit but dispensing some wisdom might help. If we can get her attention back ask if these wooden people are something to be fought; If it’s something more spiritual or abstract then secretly rushing in to help her and punching everything might make things worse. If we can’t get anything from her we can go ask the driver, we’re quite fast when we want to be so going back and forth probably won’t be an issue.
>>4381933>>4381928Passing on wisdom that was passed on to us. Writing.
You walk back to the door and kneel next to it. "I understand what you want to do. Wanting to fix something you caused. To make the pain go away. To be able to forget about it all. Every day you just say 'I only need to hold on a bit more. Then it'll be all over. I only need to do this and everything will be forgiven. Just one more sacrifice. One more line crossed.' but that time never comes. A...friend of mine once told me, 'Don't be afriad to ask for help. All it takes is a single spark of light to make the darkness go away or else you risk getting lost in it.' You don't have to say it but if you need help then tell me. Who are the wooden men?" You wait quietly for a response. All you can hear is the sound of footsteps within the house and soon after you see the door open again. The young cat woman removes the chain and opens the door to wave you in. You step in and the woman quickly shuts the door behind you."I don't know." She says worried. "I've never seen anything like them before but I have an idea." She fidgets a bit. "I think they might be connected to the nature spirit of the forest near here." You tilt your head in confusion."Nature spirit?" You ask skeptically. The woman nods ferverently. "Yes! My father said that long ago our village used to pray to the nature spirits for good harvests and protection. But as our village grew, the decendants slowly began to forget and eventually the spirits became only a memory of a myth. But my father and I still pray to them. It's why our medicine is the best in the village." She points to her arm that was covered in a salve. "And why ours still has some healing properties."You nod, trying to make sense of what she was saying. Though you never denied the existence of spirits or the mystical nature of the world, your intense dedication left you little time to devote yourself to things outside of that. "These wooden men." You begin. "If we were to defeat them, would the village be saved?" The woman shakes her head unsure."I'm not sure. I don't know how to fight. When I tried to pull the kids away, the wooden men attacked me and I fled." She admits. "All I can do is pray for their safety." You sit down and cross your legs, comtemplating everything you heard and looking out at the setting sun.>The woman is willing to talk. What do you ask her?>She mentioned that all this was her fault. Ask her what she means by that.>Ask her how she intended to save the kids if you had decided to not to help her.>They took the children. Ask her if she has any idea why a spirit of nature would kidnap them.>Write in.
>>4382002>>She mentioned that all this was her fault. Ask her what she means by that.>They took the children. Ask her if she has any idea why a spirit of nature would kidnap them.>Ask her how she intended to save the kids if you had decided to not to help her.in that order
Anons, unfortunately I'm going to be stopping early today. Didn't get much sleep last night and my head is killing me. Like always I'll try to start up at 11am PST and on the subject, I won't be running the quest this weekend. Have a few things to do Saturday and Sunday plus it will give me time to brainstorm a bit.Sorry again guys but I don't want to just shovel out low quality posts and make this some kind of quota or chore. In the meantime, take care of yourselves.
>>4382055Thanks for running and hope you feel better soon, have a good week end.
>>4382055quests are for fun, don't push yourself too hard dudehope you feel better
>>4382010This but offer to help her when night comes. Does she think she's small enough to be confused with a child? If she's a munchkin type cat lady then she could definitely pull it off. She can be bait, and we'll try to get the drop on these "spirits".
>>4382143oh that is good, we are going to fuck up these "spirits"
>>4382143This might backfire - considering that they're spirits they may see right through it
>>4382503We don't know if these are exactly, and the cat woman doesn't look like she actually put up a fight- actually she probably did try fighting back considering the healing salve she's using.There are a few things we can confirm. If the ghosts are really ghosts, then Lung should have an easy time fleeing from them if the cat lady (who is probably slower than he is) can flee from ghosts. The ghosts can inflict harm but nothing too fatal anyone can't just flee from.I would like to conduct an experiment. I call it the "Figure Out if you can Punch Ghosts" experiment.https://imgur.com/a/si8Kx
>>4382010do dis fagit
>>4382010>>4382143>>4382618Alright seems like we're going for this order and offering to help. Writing.>>4382558Dude. I fucking love the ghost puncher story.
"You said this was all your fault. If that's true, why did you run? What did you do?" You ask not moving from your sitting position. The woman fidgets and looks away ashamed. She wrings her hands and bites her lower lip before she stands up and walks away, motioning you to follow. You get to your feet and she leads you to a room in the back. It's a bedroom, dimly lit by candles. The smell of herbs permeates the air and you notice a person laying in bed. The sheets rise and fall slightly indicating the person is in a deep sleep.The woman kneels at the side of the bed. "This is my father." She says quietly. "We cut bamboo for a living and sell it to passing merchants. One day his ax slipped and cut him deep. If he wasn't at the edge of the woods, we might not have arrived in time. I used all our best medicines to help him but nothing was working...so I prayed. I prayed to the forest spirits for help. We always offered our thanks for their bounties so I hoped that they would repay us...and they did." She reaches out and holds a bundle of herbs. Despite how long they've been cut, they look as fresh as if they were still grown."I had a vision that night of a grove full of these rare medicinal plants. Plants I've only ever seen in my mother's medicine scrolls. So I took some." She looks at you with worried eyes. "I only took enough for my father! I swear! But then the other villagers noticed how fast he was recovering and asked for some." She looks out the window to a small garden in the yard. "We've always been blessed by plentiful harvests because of our prayers. Enough that our little garden always has enough for us to eat and save for the winter. The other villagers mock us for our traditions but they're also jealous of our harvests. I hoped...I hoped that if I shared some of the medicines I was gifted they might accept us as their own again. So I returned to the grove and took more. I thought that if I offered a bigger offering of our food and prayed more often the spirits would forgive me...but it seems like they didn't. Eventually everyone's crops stopped growing and rotting. Their medicines refused to work...except ours. Father soon began to fall ill again so I used what little medicine that worked to keep him asleep so he could rest...the nature spirits must be punishing me for my hubris."You cross your arms and say nothing for a while. "Then why take the children?" You ask. The woman shakes her head."I don't know. I've read all of mother's prayer scrolls and I've found nothing." She says. "All I can imagine is that this to further incriminate me. Perhaps once I've been properly punished they will return." You shake your head."If that was the case then why didn't you let the crowd capture you?" You muse mostly to yourself."Because I'm afraid of what they'll do to me. I don't think it is their place either way. The spirits have a plan and so do I." She says.
"Is that what you mean about fixing all of this? What do you propose to do?" You ask."My mother has these scrolls. I think perhaps her family used to tend to the grove. They contain rituals and prayers. I found these set of clothing in a box that belonged to her. I never asked about her before she passed. But one of the scrolls contains a ritual that is said to appease and calm the spirits! Perhaps that can help. I was going to go into the woods and preform it...if all else failed I would allow the woods to take me. My life for the children's. If that is what it takes, then I'll do it."You are about to reply when you hear it. Both your and the woman's ears flick towards the woods. The soft sound of a hum. If flows eerilly from the woods as if it ringing out of hollow bamboo yet it feels soothing and reminds you of days long past. Days of peace. Days when Shifu held you and raised you. The sounds grow louder and raise from a hum to a soft singing. And then you're snapped out of your reverie by the snapping of branches. The two of you hurry to the window and look out into the forest. And eerie glow burns deep within them but your eyes lock on movement. Tall figures emerge from the bamboo. They look vaugely humanoid, their movements stiff and erratic, snapping from one position to another as they approach the village. Their steps creak like old floorboards and their moving limbs snap like dry twigs.Soon after you hear another sound. The sound of dozen of doors opening and closing simultaneously. You to look at the woman. "What's going on?" You find yourself whispering. A surprise even to you. The woman looks at you in fear."I don't know. I've never seen anything like this. Before the wooden men led the children away. There was no sing- look!" She whispers pointing frantically. From the edge of the village a handful of kids begin walking towards the woods and the figures.>What do you do?>Leap out the window and fight the wooden men. If it was them who took the kids, then perhaps defeating them will stop the children from leaving their homes.>Wait and watch. You're not sure what's going on. The best plan is sit back and observe.>Tell the woman to gather her things. You'll hold off the wooden men and try to keep the kids safe while she preforms the ritual.>Ignore the kids and the wooden men. Tell the woman get her ritual ready and to take you with her. If the nature spirits are angry they might not take kindly to her spell so she might need protection.>Write in.(big write up. Sorry about the wait.)
>>4382775>Leap out the window and fight the wooden men. If it was them who took the kids, then perhaps defeating them will stop the children from leaving their homes.
Huh slow day today it seems. Should I give it a bit more time?
>>4382775>>Leap out the window and fight the wooden men. If it was them who took the kids, then perhaps defeating them will stop the children from leaving their homes.
>>4382850>>4382784We may not know who we are. Or why we're here. All we know is we must fight. Writing.
>>4382860maybe some folks are coming down with the chingchog virus
You place the bottoms of both palms together and thrust them forward. The force of the air you exert shatters the window and you leap onto the sill. "Stay put." You tell the woman and jump forward on to one of the pegs making up the small garden fence then front flip on to all fours as you rush towards the nearest wooden figure. The wind pulls away your hat but the string catches on your neck and holds it from flying away. With a roar, you place all your weight on your hands. The inertia carries you forward into a handstand and you put all your weight onto an axe kick as you slam your legs into the wooden figure. It shatters on impact sending splinters of wood everywhere! You curl up into a roll and when you reach the feet of another one of the wood men you leap up into an uppercut! Your fist tears the head off the monster and you grip it as hard as you can, shattering it like glass. As the body of your fallen foe falls, you grab it's arm and tear it off! As you turn with the momentum, you slam it into a nearby wood man and both explode into broken twigs. You lose yourself in the haze of battle as the monster begin to converge into your position to try and stop you. One is torn in two when you thrust both your hands into it's chest and pull them appart. Another is shattered into splinters when you repeat the double palm strike. Two attempt to flank you but are felled when you jump and do a perfect split kick. It all culminates when you grab one of the wooden men and use him to beat the rest into twigs before you slam the one in your hands over and over until nothing remained.By the time you are done, the singing is gone and you are alone. With no children in sight and the light in the woods gone. The last few minutes are a blur to you, lost in the heat of battle and you realize you're not even sure what happened to the kids.>What do you do?>Go into the village and see if the kids are back home. >Go back to the woman and tell her that you think it's over. The kids are safe.>Run into the woods. See if you can find the source of the light.>Write in.
>>4382886>>Take a moment to calm yourself, then focus your senses, listen to the area, see if you can hear the sound of childern, use your nose to try and smell if they are hidden nearby, it wouldn't do to leave them alone hidden in the woods
>>4382901Agreed. That was quite the rage, if anything those creatures may not be happy with that display. Who knows what they could do?
>>4382901This.Afix the hat back on
>>4382901>>4382917>>4382925Alright cooling down and try to look around. Also putting our hat back on. Writing.
You find yourself breathing heavily and adrenaline coursing through your body. Everything feels on edge and extra sharp as you yearn for something more to punch, something else to break. You punch your palm in a mock form of the martial artist's salute, right fist against the left palm. You take a shaky breath and force yourself to relax, urging your body to calm down and to stop producing the drug that keeps your body wired for action. As you do so you focus inwardly and try to highten your senses. It was said that the Dragon Warrior could attune himself to the chi of the world and sense even the smallest of insects from anywhere on a battlefield. Surely for one as talented as you, finding children with your basic senses should be just as easy. Easier still once you acheive inner peace. You close your eyes and strain you ears. The sounds of nature flow through you, the whisper of the grass as a soft breeze flows through it, the rustle of the bamboo forest, and finally at the very precipice of your awareness the tiny sound of footsteps. They are steady, too steady for a fightened child let alone frightened children. The footsteps are rythmic and even like a march. You raise your nose to the air and sniff in attempt to get a scent so you can get the exact location of the kids but the smell of herbs overwhelms you and obscures their location. At best you know that the children are in the woods but you cannot pin point where.You are brought out of your meditation by the sound of snapping twigs and screaming. You flip back and clear some distance between you and the broken wooden men. The splintered wood twitches and moves, slowly reforming the wooden men once more. Behind you, you hear another scream and you realize that the villagers are slowly becoming aware of their missing children.>What do you do?>Engage the wooden men once more. If the villagers come over they might be attacked by these monsters.>Run back to the woman's house. If the villagers are noticing their kids are missing they'll surely come after her. Get ready to stop them.>Run back to the woman's house and ask her if she would know where the kids would have been taken. Get her out of there before the villagers decide to move in.>Run to the village and try to talk them down. Hopefully you have enough people skills to keep them from trying to attack the woman.>Write in.
Shit forgot about the hat. I'll get that in the next post!
>>4382958>>Run back to the woman's house and ask her if she would know where the kids would have been taken. Get her out of there before the villagers decide to move in.>>tell her to bring the supplies she will need to her ritual, we tried the way of the fist and it failed, now let's give her a shot
>>4382962はい。You're doing great QM!
>>4382976I am not the QM
>>4382979Think he was supporting your vote? Thanks either way!
>>4382983You are probably right, I just can't read kange characters
>>4382976>>4382962Google translate says it translates to Hai which is yes in Japanese. So we're gonna put the punches down and going to get the woman. Writing!
You look behind you to guage the village. Voices are getting louder and more and more lights are being turned on.As you turn your attention to the wooden figures, you see them slinking away back in to the darkness of the woods. Adjusting your hat once more, you quickly stride towards the woman's house and climb back in through the window. The young woman looks at you in fear. "Get your things." You say gruffly. "We're leaving." She looks at you confused. "The ritual." You say impatiently. "Looks like we'll have to do it. Hurry! Before the villagers decide that putting you down it the awnser to all this." The woman squeaks in response and hurries off to another room to gather her things.You step back into the entrance room that you were lead to earlier in the day to wait. Having spent most of the time speaking with the woman, you hadn't noticed that this room was slightly more decorated than the rest of the house. Everything seemed to come in threes. Three cups for tea, three pillows to sit on and drink next to the coffee table, three sets of tableware. Yet the third set was always away in a corner of the house. Your eye catches a small shrine with candles. As a center piece of the shrine is a small painting of three people. A family of cats, the two parents in their best clothing with a small child in between them. The woman's family. Thoughts of Shifu tug at your mind and you find yourself recalling a moment of you past.>You were just a cub back then and you spent the entire day wailing away at a training dummy. You were mad. Mad because all the other kids got to have fun at the lunar festival with their parents. You didn't have those and the other kids said you weren't allowed to go because of that. You were so focused on hitting the dummy that you hadn't noticed Shifu enter. "I presume you'll be spending your entire day figuring out if that training dummy will learn to hit back rather than asking to go to the festival." He mused. You slumped to the ground in the huff. "There's no point. The festival is for kids and their parents. I don't have any of those." Shifu gave you an odd look. "I see. Carry on then." He said and began to walk away. Just as he reached the door he said, "You know, Master Oogway often says that rules are like the ropes that hold a bridge. They keep society steady and form a path to a better tomorrow." He looked over his shoulder at you and smirked. "But just like a rope on a bridge, it's ok to bend the rules. Just a little." He added holding up two festival tickets."Excuse me." The woman says pulling you from your thoughts. "I'm ready." She says anxiously looking out the window."What's your name?" You ask not looking away at the family portait. The woman looks a bit surprised."It's Bao. Jia Bao." She replies. You nod and begin to walk out. "Then let's go Bao. We work to do."
---The two of you navigate your way through the dense woods towards the location of the grove Bao said she got the herbs from. "It's the place the spirits led me to. So it must be important to them. The scrolls say the ritual should be preformed there." She explained. You look behind you towards the village and can barely make out the tinest pinpricks of lights dancing around. You're unsure if that's the villagers making their way towards Bao's house or towards the woods themselves. Just as you reach a clearing you hear Bao gasp in shock. You quickly snap your attention back to her direction and see only ruin. What was once a beatiful grove is in disarray. Plants torn out from their roots, the grass stamped flat and dug out, the small pond with muddied waters and in the center a small headstone overturned. "I'm guessing this wasn't your doing?" You ask Bao. She shakes her head."No! When I came here I cut the herbs with care. Even when I took more than I should I made sure to leave the roots intact so that they could grow anew. Even then I only tread the edge of the grove. What happened here?" She asks as the two of you make your way inward.As if in response a voice rings out. "You!" The voice sounded like the fury of the wind itself, old and powerful as if the air itself trembled in anger. The forest glows once more though this time the light is brighter and menacing. "Your people did this!" The voice shouts accusingly. Bao shakes her head pleadingly. "No! It wasn't me! I was careful!" She shouts."Your people have long neglected my boons and have stolen what I cherish most. Now I have taken back what you cherish in payment!" The lights burn brighter revealing roots wrapped in a sort of cacoon. It is not difficult to guess what is in there. Boa steps forwards and begs. "Please! Let them go! It is my fault. They have nothing to do with this!" She shouts too busy to notice that the wooden men were slowly making their way towards you.>What do you do?>Demand that the spirit explain why it took the children. If you can figure out why, perhaps you can figure out how to fix this.>Engage the wooden men once more. They can't get in between Bao and her ritual.>Try to free the children. If they are free, then the spirit has nothing to hold as leverage.>Write in.
>>4383051>Write in.Perhaps you should remind the villagers just why they've "earned" your wraith. With their children now in you...custody, they will listen again. Bring your wooden things back to the village with the children, and they will surely show you respect once more.
>>4383051>>Demand that the spirit explain why it took the children. If you can figure out why, perhaps you can figure out how to fix this.>>4383057We need info before we make any big plays
>>4383051I would also like to add as an ultimatum, that if the children die, then so will his precious forest. The wooden men can stop us, and they probably couldn't stock a forest fire. Not that we will set a forest fire to burn everything down since he's not going to kill the children.Actually?>Engage the wooden men once more. They can't get in between Bao and her ritual.Maybe this is the safest route, IF the spirit can't be negotiated with. I trust other anons have more clever ideas.
>>4383058adding on>tell Bao to begin her ritual, while standing between her and the woodmen, you will not allow them near her, ready for them to make the first move
Well we seem to be at a tie. I'm gonna go grab some food and be back in about half an hour. Hopefully there's a tie breaker by then.
>>4383051>>Demand that the spirit explain why it took the children. If you can figure out why, perhaps you can figure out how to fix this.
>>4383058>>4383122Alright asking for more info while telling Bao to start the ritual. Writing.
>>4383051Ask the entity if returning the roots would appease it enough to release the children. Clearly some joker wanted to plant them for themselves.
You take a step forward to place yourself in between the wooden men and Bao. "Start the ritual." You murmur. You look around at the light in a vain hope of finding a source your can direct your gaze at. Giving up you shout at the sky and try to project your voice all around you. "The children! What place do they have in your plan?" You ask. The wooden men approach a bit more and stop as if examining you. You feel the wind whip around you, pulling at your clothing and forcing Bao to hold on to you in fear for a moment until it subsides."The children are mine as payment for the people's transgressions!" The voice rings out. "Once I reclaim the land I gifted to the people. These children will become my priests and priestesses. They will tend to the land properly just as their ancestors had. Thus balance will be restored." Bao scrambles to the center of the grove and you follow, arms out in a defensive stance, ready to incercept incase the wooden men strike. She grabs the small headstone and tries to set it back into the ground as she prays. She pulls out a few sticks of incense and lights them, muttering what you can only assume to be some sacred words."Foolish girl! Do you think you can preform such a ritual without a High Priestess?" The voice rages and the wooden men begin to move towards you two, surrounding you both. As you tense up to pounce, you hear another set of voices."She's here! I know!" A woman's voice shouts. "This is her secret hiding place!" Bao doesn't react as she's deep in a chant. The wooden men immediately stop and turn to face the source of new voices. Moments later the villagers burst through the bamboo, weilding various farming tools as weapons and holding torches. "There she is!" The same woman shouts pointing at you two. "She's enlisted the stranger for help! I knew he was up to no good!" Various villagers gasp and shout as they notice the wooden men. "They're casting some sort of spell!""Heathens! Ungrateful children!" The voice shouts. "You dare show your face once more?!" The trees rumble violently and the wind whips up again. The wooden men seem to grow thorns along their branches and the villagers cower. All the while Bao continues to pray, her eyes glowing slightly. The air is heavy with animosity and tension.>What do you do?>Tell the villagers to stand down. If they stop Bao or make things work the ritual may fail. Though you're unsure of how you can do that at this point.>The spirit mentioned "once again" demand what it meant by that. If anything you can buy some more time for the ritual.>Engage the wooden men. Things have broken down enough as it is. Lives are on the line now but you're unsure how the villagers will react. Hopefully they'll run away or attempt to help you.>Go for the kids. The wooden men might be kept occupied by the villagers. Any who aren't fighting can take the children to safety.>Write in.
>>4383179Oh good option. I'll add that, to the list of voteable things. >Extra>Ask the spirit if returning the plants will appease it once more.
>>4383183>>Tell the villagers to stand down. If they stop Bao or make things work the ritual may fail. Though you're unsure of how you can do that at this point.>>4383185>>Ask the spirit if returning the plants will appease it once more.both
>>4383183Address and confront the woman who spoke of Bao’s hiding place. How would she know? If she did something wrong now would be a good time to reconsider before something regrettable happens. We’d know.
>>4383187Support, make sure to use that snow leapored growl to cow them into submission
>>4383219>>4383192>>4383187I think I can combine these choices. Nice write ins. Writing.
You let out a low growl that turns into a loud roar and you shout, "SILENCE!" The villagers step back in fright and you turn to face the voice once more. "Your grove. If we return it to it's original state and put your plants back. Will you be put at peace?" You ask. The voice rumbles and the winds die down a bit. "Such motions are paltry gestures against the crimes of this place!" The voice roars. "The tressappers who have defied my goodwill will face my wrath!" The trees tremble and shake violently in the wake of the spirit's rage. Bao's voice quickens and tears stream down her face as blue whisps begin flicker from the corner of her eyes. Her hand tighten as she concentrates harder. You turn to face the crowd."Speaking of which..." You say quietly and point to the woman who spoke. "You there! How did you know of this place?" You ask forcefully. The woman glares at you."We followed you obviously! Did you think all this shouting would go unnoticed." She snaps back. You shake your head and take a step forward."No. You were sure. You knew of this place. How did you know?" You growl. The woman scoffs incredulously."How did you know if you're a stranger to these parts?" She shoots back. You tilt your head."Bao brought me here to this grove. A grove only shown to her through...prayer." You reply smugly. "You don't seem like the devout type and the spirit doesn't seem to think so either." You add motioning to the spiked wooden men. "They didn't seem nearly as agitated when we arrived and started praying. Maybe you should consider saying something before anything regrettable happens." The woman stammers."Are you threatening me?" She says looking behind her at the crowd. "I'm here to save the kids! You're here trying to cast spells! You're the one cursing our village! Why are you standing there? Get her!""There will be no more talking!" The spirit shouts. "Those who have desecrated my sacred place will be punished! I will have no other recourse!""I suppose you're right. You've done nothing. Let's just see if the spirit sees it that way." You say nonchalantly and turn back to the forest as you hear the crowd reading it's weapons and getting ready to move forward.>What do you do?>Ask the forest what it will do to punish those that crossed it. Perhaps it will pressure the woman to confess why she knows of this place.>Talk to someone else within the crowd. See if you can wrangle out some more information from them and buy Bao some time.>Bao is crying. Perhaps the ritual is going wrong. Ask her to stop and find another way to save this.>Say nothing and stand by. You've done all you could. Now it's time to let the chips fall where they may.>Bao seems to be nearly done even if it's bothering her. Go for the kids and save them as she finishes.>Write in.
>>4383294>Ask the forest what it will do to punish those that crossed it. Perhaps it will pressure the woman to confess why she knows of this place.
>>4383297Guess we're going with this vote. Or should I stop for the night? People might be getting ready for the weekend.
>>4383366If you want to call it here for the night go for it, It feels like it's been a slow day for quests in general
>>4383373I has felt like that yeah. Alright. I'll pause it for now. Thanks for the votes like always. And to those who come back. I won't be running the game this weekend but I will start up again monday at 11am pst. Take care of yourselves guys!
>>4383294>write inSide with the forest. These people clearly desecrated a sacred place in misplaced fear and judgement and now deny theirwrong doing. How are they worthy of their children, are the plants they tore and ruined not the forest spirits children? Help the Forest show them the error of their ways
>>4383294Address rest of the crowd. Why are they even following this woman? What did she actually do to secure their obedience other than giving them an outlet for their frustrations? Also try to comfort Bao, get her to suspend the ritual until we get clearer picture if possible while we’re getting somewhere.
>>4383294>Write in.Drop the hat and show everyone who we really are. If we cannot garner their compliance through logic, then we will have their fear. Behold, the Mighty Tai Lung! The first to master the Thousand Scrolls of Kung Fu, the Scourge of the Valley of Piece, the reaper of a thousand souls (still dont know if he killed all those rhinos or not, if him throwing that bundle of TNT at the guards was any indication), and the one who DEMANDS. YOU. OBEDIENCE!VILLAGERS! Prostate yourselves to this spirit of this grove and confess your sins. Failure will either result in the loss of your children, or the loss of your lives. Either is on none of my concern.Do a show of strength by stomping a crater into the ground or something if words are still not coming across. I really want that lady to confess, maybe even grab her by the neck to make her squeal.It's short and nasty, but uts the quickest way to get the villagers to do what we want before the spirit tries anything.>>4383451tbf they're all probably ignorant due to their own failures and the failures of their families to continue the tradition of showing thanks to the spirit.
>>4383294>>4383512True there just being assholes about it. Ill switch from >>4383451To>>4383512
>>4383294Seems like these fuck wads followed the cat lady and started tearing up the groove of rare herbs they could not have else known of this place
The ONLY way this place could be this tore up is if the villagers followed bao here so lets side with the forest here atleast a few of them or all of them are lying theifs
Just take a quick look at the votes/write ins and these are some real nice ones. Thanks for you guy's patience and I'll see you guys tomorrow. Thanks for the votes!
>>4383512>>4383663>>4383726>>4383775>>4383807>>4383932We are getting really mad. If they won't listen to reason, then we'll make them listen. Writting.
"What? You can't just walk away and consort with spirits that steal children!" The woman shouts and the crowd behind her begins to argue and get riled up. The wind begins to howl once more and you decide that you've had enough of this face. Pulling your hat off your head you shout and roar above the wind. "SILENCE!" You explode and slam your foot into the ground. Cracks and fissures run our from the impact and the villagers look at you in fear."T-that's Tai Lung!" One of them gasp and you nod slowly as you approach them. "That's right. I am the great Tai Lung, Master of the Thousand Scrolls of Kung Fu, Scourge of the Valley of Peace and the one who defeated 1000 members of the Anvil of Heaven! And I demand OBEDIENCE!" You come face to face with the woman and lift her up with one hand. "So when I say you should confess your sins to the spirit, I suggest you take the infinite mercy I'm giving you. Either you all die or your children die. Either way I could care less. I'm tired of this farce."The woman gasps and quakes in fear. "Well I-...never." She stammers. You drop her to the ground and walk next to Bao. "The choice is yours to make. I no longer care." You say and you feel a small hand on your wrist. Bao stands, face tear stained, and faces you. Her eyes are consumed in a blue glow, similar to that of the forest's. "You can stop now, Tai Lung." She says calmly. "I'm the ritual is done.""What have you done!?" Both the spirit and the woman shout in unison, much to your surprise. Bao looks around the grove at everyone. You look at her as well, more interested than afriad."Bao." You say calmly. "What have you done?" You ask. She looks at you with those empty glowing eyes."A deal." She whispers. "The forest was right. Without an actual priestess, there was no way we could soothe it's anger. So I did the next best thing I could. I offered myself." She turns to the villagers and speaks louder. "In return for my servitude the spirit must listen! Tai Lung is right! You have this one chance to absolve yourselves of this or your children are forefit." She looks at you."There's a chance they won't listen." She says quietly. "I can no longer make this decision. As a priestess of the forest I must remain impartial. Thus...I trust you to make a decision."The villagers shake in fear and murmur to each other as if debating the decision. Finally one of them speaks up, "She did it! She said she saw Bao enter the forest and come back with those medicines and that she was going to teach her a lesson. She hates her!" The woman looks behind her and glares at the group.
"I hate her?! It was your idea to and get the herbs so we wouldn't have to rely on her! Her and her father have always been showing us up. Offering us their scraps with their little garden and practicing their strange rituals." She hisses. "Don't deny it! I hear you talk about it behind her back. I see the glares you give them too!" Another villager speaks up, "Please, we just want our children back. We didn't know this would occur. I understand that we shouldn't have tried to run Bao and her father out of the village but if it meant we'd lose our kids...we would have tried something else. You can understand right? To love your kids?Bao looks at you. "Their points are valid. Even through the spirit, I can feel the children's love for their family. It's the same love I harbor for my father. It's the same love that drove me to take more than what I needed from the grove. Had I taken too much, my father would have paid the price. I suppose the choice is on you.">What do you do?>Tell Bao that the children should be saved. It's their parent's fault their in this mess though who will be there to raise them?>Ask Bao if there is anything that can be done to release the children back to their parents. They may have caused all this but losing their kids is too far.>Tell the villagers that they need to give up those exactly behind the crimes. Sacrifice them and hope that's enough to appease the spirit.>Speak to the spirit yourself. See if you can come up with another deal.>Write in.(Sorry for the long time to post. Something came up that I had to take care of immediately.)
>>4386795>children can be raised by the forest as priests to pay for the parents crimes. The children are safe, the forest gets revenge and the parents are punushed. Good all around i say.
>>4386795Tell them it's not enough to bargain for their children. They need to recognize what they did to Bao and to the spirit was wrong to begin with, they need to return the saplings if it's even possible, and they need to submit to penance the spirit would accept - maybe ask Bao about what that could be - labour around the grove, sacrifice of some goods - perhaps fertile soil for utility, or some item of wealth for symbolic sacrifice?After all it lies in our interest to see a path of atonement in others if it's what we're looking for for ourselves... let's try and resolve this without further loss of life.
>>4386838>>4386842Well we got a tie. Unfortunately it's not one where I can combine the votes. I'll give it a bit more before I just roll for it. Geez I hope I didn't kill the quest.
>>4386795>>4386795>Tell the villagers that they need to give up those exactly behind the crimes. Sacrifice them and hope that's enough to appease the spirit.Criminals needto be punished, the villagers needto make sure they beat into future generations to give if they want to get. Be less terrible people.>>4386838Honestly that's not a great choice. The adults will grow to hate the forest, the children will be brainwashed into worship, and Boa's efforts will have been in vain.>>4386842Supporting
>>4386874Or you can wait for more replies. People can take a while to notice an update, and some may be sleeping.
>>4386842supportdamn things have gone off the rails
>>4386842>>4386883>>4386915Asking Bao what the people can do to earn the spirit's forgivness. Writing.
>>4386943hah, and all because of one changed line of dialogue!
>>4386943I hope in a good way.
>>4386948I am wondering if we fucked up something or if this was the intended outcome. because Bao is now fucked and stuck as a forest priestess, the kids are fucked and probably going to be parentless, and Tai Lung is fucked and going to be stuck holding the damn bag that is this mess
You shake your head. "Begging will get you nowhere." You say. "Now is the time for action. It was your choices that brought this retribution upon your heads now it will be your actions that will decide your fates. You say you want what's best for your children yet here you are cowering because of your hubris! Instead of mewling and asking 'Why me?' you should be thinking of what can be done to better yourselves!" You glare at the villagers, the cowards that they are. "Well? ASK HER! The one who decided to give herself up to save your worthless lives!?" You shout. One of the villagers steps forward and lowers his wheat scythe with a shaking hand. "W-what...What do I do to get my boy back? I just want to see him smile again." Bao's eyeless gaze focuses on the man and slowly goes over the villagers. She speaks, her voice a mixture of her own and that of the breeze, the winds that shake the branches of trees."The spirit sees no redemption for you..." She says outloud and the villagers wail before she silences them with a raised hand. "But through me, the forest sees compassion. It understands hope and love. I will give you but one way to salvation! Those who have trampled upon this grove and defiled it with their greed and jealousy must be brought here! Here is where they will pray for their forgiveness! Those who give themselves wholely will be allowed to return to the village forever branded as a theif! They will live off of what they themselves could not give. Compassion and charity. So long as they live, they may never sow their own food or work the land for their own gain. They must rely on the donations of others so forever more they will feel the pain they brought upon the land! Those who do not commit fully shall pay in other ways. Your children and their children will be returned to you regardless of their parent's fate for it is not their fault for their predecesor's hubris!" The villagers nod and Bao speaks once more. "Those who are left will return to the old ways of prayer! The traditions of your forefathers and their fathers! The forest's shrines will be rebuilt and you will offer your sacfirices once more!""But how...we don't even remember how to do any of that!" The woman shouts. Bao's face snaps to her and she speaks without the presence of the forest.
"I have scrolls at home. My mother's. Father can help you relearn it all...if he lives." She says. She holds out the current scroll and hands it to a villager. "Please be careful with them. They're...they were important to me. Now go! The forest has spoken! Bring the ones she wants and you'll see your kids again." The villagers hesistate and Bao adds, "And don't think of leaving. Should any of you decide to put your lives above the village's and flee, I can't gaurentee that the spirit will return your children." With that the villagers flee leaving you alone with Bao once more.>What do you do?>Wait for the villagers to return. It's up to them to find out who is to be punished.>Head back into the village and make sure the villagers are keeping their end of the deal.>Talk to Bao. Ask her something. You don't particularly care about the villagers. (Write in)>Write in for something else.>>4386959Kinda? You spent alot of time trying to get Bao to talk to you because you brought the other villager and scared her
Well fuck me auto post. Don't let me finish. You scared her into hiding and had to spend a lot of time to get her to speak to you. Which going to talk to her was a good idea, as you wouldn't have gotten much out of an angry mob but there were some villagers who could have shed more light on the situation too once things cooled down. Honestly it's probably my writing that might have fucked things up or made things unclear. That's my bad.
>>4387059It was my intention for things to get a bit tense but honestly, things turned out pretty well I feel.
>>4387054>Talk to Bao. Ask her something. You don't particularly care about the villagers. (Write in)>Are you sure this is what you want, to give yourself over to the forest i mean. >>4387059Well too late now, at the least the kids will probably be saved even if everyone else got the worsted outcomes
>>4387050>head back to village Don't worry about your spelling errors, man! I make them all the time in my quest. As long as it doesn't affect flow, it's honestly fine!!!
>>4387092this>>4387054but I really want those kids free right now, or we'll turn your trees into mulch.
>>4387102Yeah I am down for fighting the forest if it means we free the kids. fuck the parents and fuck the trees
>>4387092>>4387102Talking to Bao. Writing.>>4387098Thanks for the support!
As the villagers leave, you bend over and pick up your hat before placing it back on your head. You look up at the starry sky for a while before Bao speaks up. "The stars look beautiful tonight don't they?" She asks looking up at them with her glowing eyes. You remain quiet before awnsering."A friend of mine once said that the sky looks so much bigger once you're set free. Or something like that." You say before going quiet again. After a moment you finally ask the question you've been mulling over, "Are you this is what you want? To give yourself over to the forest I mean."Bao nods. "Had you asked me that during the ritual, I would have said no." She replies. "But I would have done it anyways." She looks behind herself at the roots covering the children. "For them. Now...well it really doesn't matter. What's done is done and I can feel at peace with that. It's what had to be done.""So you're ok with it?" You press."Yes. In a way, I think this is for the best. With me as a priestess, I can make sure that the forest is respected and that the forest understands that people make mistakes. Perhaps then my village can make amends before something like this happens again." She waits a bit before adding, "It's an odd sensation you know. Being connected to nature like this. I can feel things I never thought I could. See thing beyond just regular sight. I might belong to the forest but I also feel more free than I ever did before." She turns to face you. "I can feel it you know. Your aprehension. Your anxiety. You exert your strength to make people bow to your whims but deep down you want them to do the right thing. You're worried about the children but you also were worried about the villagers. It's a stark contrast to the person everyone warns about." She tilts her head and frowns a bit. "I'm prying and I'm sorry but...when you spoke to me about fear and how you understood what I felt...you weren't just talking about being chased down for things you did were you?"You remain quiet and choose not to reply."Tai Lung, If I can ask. What are you afraid of?" She asks gently.>What do you say?>"I'm afraid of disappointing my father. More than I already have.">"I'm afraid of what I once was and the path it lead me too.">"I'm afraid of failing what I set out to do. I've already done it once.">"It's nothing you have to worry about.">Write in.
>>4387173>>"I'm afraid of what I once was and the path it lead me too."
>>4387173>>"At one time I would have said I fear, nothing, but now, now I am afraid of becoming who I once was, I'm afraid that I will never be able to atone for what I have done, I'm afraid that I will never be able to fix what I have broken with my mas...my father"I can honestly see all three of those things being his response so I made this write in
>>4387173>I'm afraid of nothing.>...no, I mean, I AM afraid of *nothing*. That is what it turned out to come down to...
>>4387193changing mine>>4387178 to this
>>4387193So the deeper meaning is his lack of fear lead him down a dark path right?
>>4387193Yeah, mind expanding a bit on that? I don't wanna mess up your write in. Are you saying he's afraid of becoming nothing, or that all his work amounted to nothing, or the fact that what defeated him was the secret ingredient which turned out to be nothing aka oneself?
>>4387191backing>>4387203Yeah I don't understand that one
>>4387203I'd say he's afraid that the path he walks will turn out as vain as his previous struggle, either because he will set his goal wrong again or because he will lose sight of the path itself along the way.
>>4387216I getcha. I think it's a tie though between these two>>4387193>>4387191
Actually hold that thought. I think I can combine the two. Writing
>>4387236If no one tie breaks could a combo of the two work?both have an underli>>4387252beat me to it
"Like you, I would have also given your a different answer." You say after a long while. "At one time, I would have told you I feared nothing. There was no man who could best me, no obstacle I couldn't overcome to get what I wanted." You adjust your hat and look back up at the sky. "Now...I'm afraid of becoming who I once was, that I'll never be able to atone for what I've done. I'm afraid I'll never be able to fix what I've broken with my...father." You look down at Bao and look deep into her glowing empty eyes. "I'm afraid that after all I do and all the hard work I'll put into this path that it'll be in vain. I'm afraid of it all being nothing."Bao nods and gives you a small smile. "It won't be." She says. "Even if you fail, even if in the end you don't get what you want, remember that you did this." She says motioning to the grove. "You saved these kids. You gave me purpose. 'Don't be afriad to ask for help. All it takes is a single spark of light to make the darkness go away or else you risk getting lost in it.' That's what you said. You became that spark that drove the darkness away from me and this place. And that spark will become a flame for us. We will change. We'll become better. All because of you." You are about to respond when you hear the sounds of footsteps approaching. The villagers return with a few more people in tow, wrists tied. "We brought you the people you asked for. Now please...give us back our kids!" The villagers beg. Bao closes her eyes and seems to focus a bit as she reaches out with one hand before nodding.
"These are the people. The forest confirms it." She says opening her eyes. Behind her the sounds of creaking wood is heard as the roots part and reveal the children, fast asleep but unharmed. "Take your children and go." She commands. "Leave the tresspassers here. They themselves will decide their fate." The villagers rush forward and pick up the children before fleeing back to the village leaving the tied up villagers behind. "I will visit the village once more." She explains to you. "I may not be be able to leave the forest soon unless the spirit wills it but I will use the time I have left to make sure things are right." You nod and begin to leave but are stopped when Bao holds your hand with both of hers. She blushes a bit and smiles at you. "We may not ever see each other again but I want to say...thank you." She says holding on a bit longer before letting go. You feel the ground tremble and it's almost as if the grove itself moves away from underneath you as the trees around it surround you and the clearing grows smaller. As you approach the edge of the forest you hear Bao speak one last time, her voice echoing as if coming out of hollow bamboo. "Remember Tai Lung, you don't need to be afraid. You're not alone. Wherever you feel the wind on your face or hear the whispers of the breeze. I'll be there. Just like you gave me strength, just like the wind supports the wings of the birds, I'll support you."With that you find yourself at the edge of the woods, right outside the village where you fought the wooden men. You glance at the woods one last time before you turn around and walk towards the village, once again back on the journey towards the Sacred Library and hopefully to your redemption.Part 2. End.
Well that's the end of that part. I think it went pretty good. I got some stuff planned out if you want me to start on the next one. Or should I make a new thread? I'm never sure how often to do that.
>>4387337Depends on the QM, since is this a mostly text based quest and don't have to worry about image limit I say keep trucking until we fall off the board.
>>4387337The thread is already auto-saging, but you can probably get a bit more out of it seeing we're still on page 3 of the catalog so it's your call. Depends on how long you think the next episode/session is going to be. Anyhow, thanks for running. Please remember to archive the thread if you start a new one.
>>4387358I'm honestly not sure how long the next session will be in terms of time it will take. Was planning on taking Tai Lung to a major city so I think it would be best to start up a new thread to be safe?
I'm gonna grab dinner. Be back in about an hour and I'll continue here. most of the other quests don't seem to change their thread that often but then again they're much more popular. Once we hit maybe page 5 I'll archive and get a new one going. I'm not sure what the timer is before you can no longer post.
>>4387337Up to you
>A few weeks laterThe gates of Soknan loom over the small path that leads into the heart of the city. Twin guards stand on either side, keeping watch and occasionally stopping people randomly and checking their carts or packs. "Agh, I hate check points." One of the nearby travelers complains the two of you slip into the long line of visitors slowly meandering towards the gates. "I always get picked and have to spend forever awnsering questions." He continues to no one in particular. You lean to the left and take a peek at the guards. They stand stoic as ussual but occasionally seem to peek at a, now increadibly worn out, scroll before barking orders and stopping someone and taking them behind the city walls. You adjust your now somewhat empty pack and ponder your next move. You have been traveling for a quite a while now and the Valley of Peace now feels like a distant memory. Through your travels, you've heard that the fastest way to the Sacred Library was to take a boat from port to port leading you to Soknan City. The only problem was you were running out of travel rations and had nothing to trade for passage. Still, it was better you make it to the city and decide how to deal with that rather than waste time and food worrying.Now however, it seems like entrace to the city would be a bit more difficult if people were to look at you closely. Your replica Sword of Heroes garnered a few odd looks but your stature and physique kept any from getting too curious but you were sure that wouldn't really apply to the city guards. After a few minutes, it seems like the guards are picking people more often out of the line or was it just your imagination? Either way, it would be best if you decide what to do.>You're approaching the entrance to the city gates. What do you do?>Slowly back up and let people pass you. Try to judge who gets picked and slip in as one of the people who don't get searched.>Walk in causally. If you don't look or try anything suspicious, you probably won't get picked.>Slip out of the line and try to find another way into the city. It's a big place. There's bound to be a lax in security you can slip by.>Try and cause a distraction. Get the guards attention somewhere else so you can slip by unnoticed.>Write in.
>>4387524>>Slowly back up and let people pass you. Try to judge who gets picked and slip in as one of the people who don't get searched.we have enough training as a martial artist that I feel like we can pull this off
things seem to be slowing down, I'm calling it a night and leaving votes open til tomorrow. Thanks for your votes guys!
>>4387524>>Slowly back up and let people pass you. Try to judge who gets picked and slip in as one of the people who don't get searched.
>>4387534>>Slowly back up and let people pass you. Try to judge who gets picked and slip in as one of the people who don't get searched.
>>4387534>>4387627>>4387952>>4387966Making some room and backing up. Writing.
You slow your gait, letting people pass you as you eye the guards. People shove against you as they try to hurry into the city and get pass the guards. The guards themselves wave people in one by one before stopping others and taking them to be searched. There seems to be no pattern, simply random checks but you notice that one of the guards is counting. Unbeknownst to even him, he tapped the wall behind him. Every 26 taps some is stopped. You backpeddle a bit to save you some time making it look like the crowd is overtaking you. You count 26 people pass and no stops. You furrow your brow and look again. Tap, tap, tap...stop. Tap, tap, tap. They weren't counting people. You study a bit more and it dawns on you. Time.They were counting time. Every 26 seconds someone was stopped but the counting continued giving off the idea that the stops were random. You adjust your steps, speeding up slightly and timing your foot steps to the same tapping the guard made. Tap, step, tap, step. You were getting closer. An old couple are held up and searched just a head of you. Tap, step, tap, step. Someone gets into an arguement with one of the guards but you ignore it. Tap, step, tap,step. Another guard takes the arguing guard's place and the pace continues. Tap, step, tap- "Sir, state your buisness." You stop and look at the guard as you stand right outside the gates. The gives you and odd look. "Not you. Him." He says pointing to a goose behind you pulling a cart of some sort and shoving you forward. The guard snorts and mutters something you can't hear but the tone sounds demeaning. Nonetheless, you find yourself on the busy entrance streets of Soknan City. Various vendors shout and attempt to hawk their wares at you. Children run giggling and young men and women wander about windowshopping or working as delivery people. All the life and bustle of the city is broken by the audible sound of your stomach growling.Welcome to the city.>What do you do?>Find a place to eat. You haven't had a decent meal in a month or so. Spend the last of your cash on food.>Find a place to stay for the night. Lodgings first then you can wonder about scrounging money for food.>Look for a boat that can take you closer to the Sacred Library's mountains. See how much it'll cost you.>Find a job? Or some means to making money. You're on your last coins and you still have a ways to go.>Write in.
>>4388225>>Find a job? Or some means to making money. You're on your last coins and you still have a ways to go.
>>4388225>Find a job? Or some means to making money. You're on your last coins and you still have a ways to go.Something quick and easy.
>>4388227>>4388229>>4388238Looking for ways to make cash money. Writing. Though, have anything in particular in mind?
>>4388247>See if any nearby businesses need anything delivered, could be a way to make ourselves familiar with the city while making some coin
>>4388247Well, as fighters we could look for some guard or escort jobs, although it might be tricky finding a brief ad his one. Something physical like loading at docks may be available and innocuous but with shit pay unless it’s criminal... in fact any well paying odd job may segue into a moral conundrum methinks.Maybe there’s a fighting arena though tourneying for money... hmm...Let’s start by looking for bulletins, in market squares or in a tavern?
You ignore the complaints your stomach makes and make your way deeper into the market place. Stalls upon stalls line the streets as the noise rises with people shouting to get their wares looked at, passersby trying to haggle for better deals, or the general din of an eatery. Ceratinly not the quiet you're used to in the Valley of Peace. What catches your eyes however are posters hung on various walls. Posters of your likeness with captions saying, "Wanted: Tai Lung. If seen, do not approach! Contact your local guard immediately!"You try to ignore these as look for a vendor who is free at the moment but you can't help but feel the eyes on the posters glare at you and follow you everywhere you go. Adjusting your hat a bit more to cover your face you spy a few people leaving a stall open. You approach a vendor and are assailed by the smell of the ocean and fish. "Want to buy some fish mister?! I've got the freshest in town! Just pulled out this morning from the ocean itself!" The vendor shouts as he grabs a fish and waves it in your face. You doubt the truth to his claims by the smell alone and politely wave his hand away."No." You say quietly. "I'm wondering if you have any work available." The merchant purses his lips."Oh another person trying to make his fortune in the city." He says as he starts descaling a fish. "Well you listen here young man. I don't know what this city looks like to you but we don't like leeches here in these streets. You get yourself squared away and working proper if you're going to live here." He continues pointing at you with the knife before getting back to work. "No. Nothing like that. I'm simply a traveler running on a bit of bad luck." You explain. The merchant eyes you up."Well if you want work, I guess a big strong man like yourself couldn't do wrong with the docks. They're always looking for someone to unload cargo. Or you can try to get a job as a guard considering that big fancy sword of yours. City or merchant I guess it wouldn't matter. You could try your hand at being a delivery boy." He shrugs. "This is a city. I'm sure you'll find something.""Do you know of a job that's...not as involved? I'm just trying to make enough money to buy passage on a ship." You ask awkwardly. The merchant glares at you."Listen here boy. In life there's no easy money. Work is work. You can't expect to go by in life from job to job hoping that there will be someone to give you easy money. You better settle down and not be a trouble maker. Now if you're not going to buy something move on. You're holding up my customers." He says waving you away. You step back and move on wondering your next move. As you walk, you see a large banner bearing a coat of arms. The symbol of the Anvil of Heaven. The symbol of your prison for the last 20 years. Two armored Rhinos stand next to a smaller Pig as he excited speaks to a crowd.
"Come on, come on! This is a once and a lifetime opportunity! The Anvil of Heaven is holding a martial arts exhibition trounament! Become number one and not only will the grand prize be yours but you'll have a shot of being recruited by China's greatest military group! Winning is not required so long as you impress the judges!" >What's your next move?>Go to the docks, it'll hard but honest work and no one will think looking for you there.>See if you can work as a guard for someone. All you'd need to do is be intimidating and alert. Nothing you think that will give you away.>Work as a delivery person. You're quite fast though you'll have to hold back if you don't want to reveal your martial arts training.>There is the tournament. You're the best fighter in China and you don't need join if they attempt to recruit you. It's the best money but...it's the riskiest of all.>Write in.>>4388274>>4388272I like it when we think alike.
>>4388279>Work as a delivery person. You're quite fast though you'll have to hold back if you don't want to reveal your martial arts training.You'll be getting around a lot with this job, so there'll be a variety of people to see, no? Though I suppose there's still the risk of one's cover being blown (unassuming as delivery boy status may be..)
>>4388279>Work as a delivery person. You're quite fast though you'll have to hold back if you don't want to reveal your martial arts training.
>>4388279How much is the reward? Maybe we could make a deal with someone to turn us in, escape and split the reward.Just kidding.Let’s Head to the Docks. In fact maybe one of the boats heading in the right direction could be hiring help?Do we know how to cook enough to apply for the job?
>>4388283This, but once we have enough money to secure some food, board, and passage, we might as well give e the tournament a go. It wouldnt be hard to slip away. We could just wear a hood, mask, and tail wrap. Maybe try to talk differently if the guards recognize our voice.
>>4388296You know how to cook, however not enough to apply for a job. Think of home cooking versus having to work at a decent resteraunt. Unlike Po, you spent all your life training to punch things. Although the idea of Tai Lung having skills outside of Kung Fu interests me.
>>4388303I was wondering if we could play a bit of Steven seagal, that might’ve been rad. But I’m looking forward to seeing what you’ll do with the delivery boy route, too.Anyhow, maybe this circumstance will inspire Tai to broaden his skill set?
>>4388310I would certainly think so. He's already on board with the idea that he's made mistakes on his life and that his life view was wrong. I could see him trying to look for things outside of Kung Fu to find balance.
>>4388283>>4388295Working as a delivery person. Gonna put spiderman/peter parker to shame. Get those things on time! Writing.>>4388297I dunno. Up to you if you guys want to go all masked fighter.
You scratch your chin and think for a moment. Being a delivery boy wasn't the most profitable job you could think of but it was certainly the one with the most freedom. You could deliver goods and be able to stop when you wanted. Being a dock worker or a guard meant you had to put some commitment in and would probably put you under greater scrutiny. Delivering goods around town also meant you'd have a bigger reason to go around and learn the ins and outs of the city. The only issue is...where do you start? You sigh and turn back to the fish vendor."I already told you." He says. "I'm not helping freeloaders. And also if you're not buying then leave.""I'm not here to buy." You agree. "I'm here to sell my services." You say with a cocky grin. The merchant tilts his head at you."Ehh? You gonna sell me that fancy sword?" He asks sarcastically. "I'm a deliveryman." You say leaning against the smelly stall. "You can't tell me a merchant doesn't have things to deliver."The merchant squints and looks at you. You merely return the look with a tilt of your head. "All right! Deliver these to old man Wong at the apothecary district. His shop is the one with the shark teeth hanging on the doorway, not the one moon fungus!" He says struggling to lift a crate of foul smelling scales and what you think is fish eyes. You tap impatiently at on the stall for directions. The merchant sighs. "Apothacary district is 3 streets down and 2 to the left. Past the textiles." He says pointing. "I will pay you when you get back.""Thanks." You say picking up the rather light crate.>You got your first job! How do you want to do this?>Muscle your way through the crowd. Use your strength to your advantage.>Leap onto the roofs. There you'll be clear of people and can moves faster. You'll just have to be careful of being seen. (or not if you want to be even faster.)>Take the back alleys and run at full speed. If you run into some unsavory types, you can always knock some sense into them.>Hold back everything. Do it "normally" though you might not get high praise. You'll get the job done. Hopefully enough to get more work.>Write in.
>>4388366>Take the back alleys and run at full speed. If you run into some unsavory types, you can always knock some sense into them.
>>4388390>>4388412>>4388425We are going fast and maybe punching people if they try anything funny. Writing.
Adjusting your grip, you move towards the back alleys of the market streets. "Hey! Where are you going?" The merchant shouts. "The apothecary is that way!""I'm taking a short cut." You call back. "It's faster this way. Don't worry." You slip into an alley and stretch your legs. It's been a while since you've done anything resembling a time trial. You tense up your legs and kick off, doing a long jump to give you momentum and going into a full run. You leap over bags of trash, kick off from walls to avoid opening doors or other people coming out the back of buildings, and once even had to spin around to avoid hitting a few kids playing out back. It only takes you rougly a minute from getting to the stall to the apothecary district and it seems like you traded one smell for another. The pungent smell of herbs and various medicines hits your nose harder than the fish. You blink rapidly as your eyes water and you look for the hanging shark teeth. Luckily for you, your attention is drawn straight to them when you hear the sound of a loud bang and smoke start billowing out of a fallen door. Various people rush out coughing and trying to wave it way."It's ok people! Just another mishap! Come back in a few mintues and we'll have it all sorted out and your medicines ready!" A muffled voice is heard. From the smoke a woman walks wearing a strange bird like mask. She steps clear out of the smoke and looks right at you in surprise. "Oh! That was quick. We weren't expecting this for at least a few more hours." She says pulling down the mask and revealing the face of another feline. She wanders over and tries to take the crate from your hands. "Thank you love." She says giving you a peck on the cheek.>Response?>Let her take the box but ask for some verification to prove you've delivered the goods.>Don't hand over the box. You were tasked with delivering it "old man" Wong. She's not old or a man.>Ask if she needs any help. Clearly something got out of hand.>Stand there dumbfounded. No one's ever just up and kissed you before.>Write in.
>>4388473>Let her take the box but ask for some verification to prove you've delivered the goods.
>>4388473Question her identity, ask about the old man.Request a receipt.
Gonna grab lunch. Be back in around half an hour.
>>4388473>Don't hand over the box. You were tasked with delivering it "old man" Wong. She's not old or a man.
>>4388478>>4388481>>4388533Alright so I think it's three different votes? Or two of them letting her take the box and asking for a reciept.
>>4388573Hold on to the box and ask for verification first
>>4388573I’d be fine with handing box over if she can prove connection to the old man (for instance if she’s his daughter running the shop on his behalf) and provides receipt.Also if we’re confident in our ability to track her down if it turns out she tricked us.
>>4388578>>4388583Asking for her to verify her identity before handing anything over. Writing.
You hold firmly on to the crate causing the woman to give you an odd look. "Well come now sweetheart. I like playing hard to get as much as the next girl but I really do need to get back to work." She says still smiling but now rather insistant. "Sorry but I was told this delivery was meant for Mr. Wong. Specifically old man Wong." You reply. "And last I checked, you weren't old or a man." The woman giggles. "At the very least you could give me your name." You say."Flatterer." She says playfully hitting your shoudler. "Are you new?" She asks grinning. "Sorry, I guess I'm doing it again. It's so hard to keep an eye on who delivers what I don't even notice if there's a new person delivering. I'm Chan Ming, Mr. Wong's assistant...well apperentice. Just don't tell him I said that." She grins. "Old man is too stubborn to take one on and even more so to admit that he has one. Thinks it means he has to retire.""Well I'd prefer to deliver it to him directly if it's all the same to you. And perhaps get something in writing saying I delivered it on time?" You insist. Chan Ming gives you a sly smile."Oh I like you." She says. "Unfortunately Mr. Wong is busy with...well you know." She says waving over to the smoke. "So you'll have to hand it to me. Don't worry. I'll get that in writing for you." She says with a wink.>What do you do?>Hand it over to Chan Ming. She seems like she's telling the truth. At least her strange clothing seem to support it. Plus it's just fish scales and eyes. Who would want to steal those?>Insist on seeing Mr. Wong. It's your first day on the job and you really don't want to screw this up. First impressions are important. Even though you seem to have made a good one with Chan Ming.>Ask her what all the smoke is about and if there is anything you can do to help.>Write in
>>4388623>>Hand it over to Chan Ming. She seems like she's telling the truth. At least her strange clothing seem to support it. Plus it's just fish scales and eyes. Who would want to steal those?
>>4388623Go inside and find him
>>4388623>Insist on seeing Mr. Wong. It's your first day on the job and you really don't want to screw this up. First impressions are important. Even though you seem to have made a good one with Chan Ming.
>>4388623>>Insist on seeing Mr. Wong. It's your first day on the job and you really don't want to screw this up. First impressions are important. Even though you seem to have made a good one with Chan Ming.>>4388632yes
>>4388632>>4388647>>4388652Tai Lung wants to see the boss himself. Writing.
You shake your head. "I'll see Mr. Wong, thanks." You insist and begin walking towards the smoke. Chan Ming tilts her head and smiles. "Persistent and meticulous. A man after my own heart." She giggles as she slips her mask back on. You step into the smoke. Your eyes sting and your nose burns but it is nothing you can't handle after your training. "Mr. Wong!" Chan Ming calls out. "You have a guest!" "What?! Tell them I'm busy!" You hear a raspy voice shout back. "No visitors!" "I did but he's very insistent! Says he has a delivery for you!" She calls back. You hear the rattling of bottles and the thumping of feet approach. "Bah! Always interrupting." A monkey shouts as he approaches the front of the store. He too is wearing a face mask and he faces you. "What do you want?! We're not expecting any delivery til afternoon!" He shouts."I brought it early. From the fish vendor." You say placing the crate on the counter. Wong opens the crate and rubs some scales between his fingers."Excellent! You're here much earlier!" He says in mock joy. "Because I need my work to be front loaded! There was a reason I wanted this in the afternoon boy!" He says taking the crate and heading to the back of the store where the thick of the smoke was."I'd like a recipt for that." You say flatly. Wong turns to face you once more and places the crate on the ground. "Fine! I have to do everything myself! Next time you take things to my asisstant! That's why I have one!" He says and looks at Chan Ming. "What do I pay you for?! You're supposed to be doing this work for me!" He growls as he scribbles on a peice of paper and marks it with stamp. Chan Ming looks unfazed. If anything her body language shows she's amused."I did try Mr. Wong. Just like you tried to mix mandrake root with orange peels." She says shrugging. "Sometimes it just doesn't work out.""Don't sass me girl! Or I'll have you replaced. I'll have that postule right. You just see!" He says and slaps the note on the table before making his way to the back of the store. As you take the note Chan Ming shrugs."Don't mind him. He's been complaining about slow deliveries for weeks and has been complaining about his fish scales for even longer. He just wants to make a fuss." She moves over and writes another note. "Here. You might want to hand this receipt instead. Knowing him, I doubt Mr. Wong's note paints you in a positive light. You saved us a lot of time you know. The longer we waited on those scales the less time we had to make our own orders." You take the second note and nod before heading out."Don't be a stranger!" Chan Ming calls out.You take the same route back to the fish vendor and he eyes you in surprise. "You done? That was quick. Most delivery boys would have taken at least 3 times as long. Maybe longer if they took your route. Got a note?" He asks eyeing you suspicously.>Which note do you hand in?>Old man Wong's>Chan Ming's>Both
>>4388693>>Bothshould be fun
>>4388693>>Chan Ming'sI want to be paid
Why not both.
Gotta stop it earlier today folks. Thanks for the votes and we'll continue anew at the same time as ussual. Votes open until then!
>>4388725>>4388839>>4389107we will but we should just show both beacuse i want to show we took it directly to the right target
>>4389110Then I support showing both, in addition to an explaination for both. The owner is just a grumble and the assistant understands that ealery deliveries are honestly better.
>>4388807btw, what's the bounty for Tai Lung? I have an idea for feinting capture but letting someone get the money, then 'robbing' said person later so we have a little extra cash for the trip.The robbed person will be an accomplice of course.
>>4389129I haven't put an actual number to it because I didn't want to have to manage currency but I would guess a few million considering it would take a highly specialized team akin to the Furious Five to handle your capture and transfer.>Inb4 this becomes one piece.
I have to cancel today gents. Sorry for short notice. Thought I would have more time to run but looking at the free time I have it'd only be like 3 or 4 updates from me. So to make up for it (sorta) I'll make a new thread for this tomorrow. In the meantime, please post any questions, concerns, maybe things you'd like Tai Lung to do outside of his journey to the Pools of Contemplation. Would he like companions? Is he a solo kind of guy. Things to help me brain storm. I'm surprised that this questjacking was so well received. Thanks again for the votes and I'll pop in here and there to awnser what I can.
>>4389521How old is Tai Lung? Some people have called him a young man, but he's got to be somewhere in the 30's and 40's range considering he was probably an adult when he rampaged, and was stuck in prison for twenty years.
>>4389603I figured he was in his 40s, and his rampage was in his 20s. Luo Guanzhong calls him young because relatively speaking, he is. Luo is really old. Other people refer to him as young mage because he keeps his face hidden under his hat/hood. Plus because of his dedication to martial arts and keeping his body in top condition (before his imprisonment obviously) he's aged increadibly well. Though that's more playing on the trope of Kung Fu masters or martial arts experts living longer lives and aging slower.
>>4389617Young man. Not mage. Gotta keep an eye on those typos.
>>4389621>not a young mageHow dareCan the replica dragon warrior sword be sharpened?
>>4389652Yes it can. It would require a very talented blacksmith if you want it to retain it's current beauty. Otherwise you can take it to any old smith and he'll sharpen it right up for you. I'm also welcome to any ideas of sharpening it via mythical means. This is after all based on the wuxia genre. The sacred library could be a start to research into that.
Last post here. New thread is up and this one is archived >>4391139
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