>>5099957
>Ask for a gift of some kind
Ask for more knowledge about blood rituals and what appeases her.

>>5099957
>Bow low to the ground with respect not fear

>Ask for a gift of some kind
Ask for help with the humans, promise to sacrifice a few if we can manage it

>>5099957
>Ask for a gift of some kind
>Why that form?...

Sexy- I mean, thank you, my lady. The humans are nearly upon us, so I ask for a boon, to help kill and enslave our enemies.

Also, you have a rocking bod, Baphomet. Had I known, I would've tried to commune with you sooner.

>>5099957
Step on me mommy. This will be a psychological attack to throw her off her game. She would never expect this.

Anons see one female and instantly get too horny to function

>>5099965
This.

>>5099957
"I wish to know how best to please you, Oh Dark One. I have tried my best so far, but we kobolds are new to your service. Some humans are coming... If we but had the strength to capture them, perhaps we could sacrifice some to you? Would that please you?"

>>5099990
To be fair, she intentionally put herself in the female form. To not be horny to the God of Horniness would probably be taken as an insult.

>>5099957
>>Ask for a gift of some kind

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>>5099957
>Ask for a gift of some kind
"Excuse my intrusion, lady(?) Baphomet. I have come to ask you for a gift that will aid me in my wish to crush my enemies, see them driven before me and hear the lamentations of their women."

>>5099971 >>5099994
I think it's best not to be too deferential since it could come off as weakness
>Stand and show not your weakness small cretin, for if you do I shall cut you down where you stand.

>>5099972 >>5099986
>pic related

>>5100412
Frankly anon, I think it's better to be horny rather than be too differential. There's also the point that Baphomet could've chosen any form they wanted, including a huge goat-dragon hybrid, but instead chose to be a female goat-kobold with the same stature. I honestly think that her form is a nod to our piety to her, and that to not be aroused may be taken as a form of insult, for should not the baser instincts that Baphomet represents be embraced by us?

It's something to consider, at least.

>>5100428
>Frankly anon, I think it's better to be horny rather than be too differential.
Who's being too deferential? Me or >>5099994?

>There's also the point that Baphomet could've chosen any form they wanted, including a huge goat-dragon hybrid, but instead chose to be a female goat-kobold with the same stature.
No objections.

>I honestly think that her form is a nod to our piety to her, and that to not be aroused may be taken as a form of insult, for should not the baser instincts that Baphomet represents be embraced by us?
I'd agree with you if we were talking about a god or goddess of beauty and seduction but this a devious and deceitful being of evil we're talking to. I think Baphomet aims to see what kind of mortal we are. Being horny to the point of stuttering and complimenting is, in my mind, a big show of weakness and would suggest that we're another manipulable mortal who can have their flaws exploited to make them act only in the interests of the demon. I still think that maintaining a respectfully cordial but firm tone will show that we have an strong will and great ambitions of our own but we are willing to make sacrifices to Baphomet in pursuit of our goals.

>>5100472
I disagree, I think Baphomet is a god of indulge in baser instincts. Power, ambition, lust, violence, sadism, all apart of her wheelhouse. While I don't think shuddering or simping would be a good look, the confidence to look in a god's eyes and flirt with them will speak volumes more than being respectful but emotionally distant, like this was some transaction rather than a commitment between two beings. Better Baphomet feels we're attracted to her more so than attracted to the power she can give us, if you feel me.

>>5100508
We're kobolds. Simping and kowtowing is our CULTURE.

>>5100508
>I disagree, I think Baphomet is a god of indulge in baser instincts.
But its not a god, it's a demon.

>Power, ambition, lust, violence, sadism, all apart of her wheelhouse.
True

>While I don't think shuddering or simping would be a good look, the confidence to look in a god's eyes and flirt with them will speak volumes more than being respectful but emotionally distant
You would call "Sexy- I mean, thank you, my lady." and "Also, you have a rocking bod, Baphomet. Had I known, I would've tried to commune with you sooner." confident flirting? As I said before, it comes off weak and it's also not a god it's a demon. You say "emotionally distant", I say appropriate distance.

> like this was some transaction rather than a commitment between two beings.
Which it is, like every other deal with these fiends.

>Better Baphomet feels we're attracted to her more so than attracted to the power she can give us, if you feel me.
Im trying to feel you but I still don't see it. How does displaying attraction to the demon make this situation better? Again, it's a show of weakness and would suggest that we're another manipulable mortal who can have their flaws exploited to make them act only in it's interests.

I think the most you could get away with would be something like "A curious choice for a body, Lady Baphomet" but I'd rather not go with that either.

>>5100531
To a normal kobold, but not us. Not the one who decided to take charge and be the boss instead of finding a new master to serve.

>>5100535
Hey, don't hold my poor attempts at flirting against me.

Whether Baphomet be a god or a demon is irrelevant- fact is that we still worship her above all other gods, so arguing technicalities is a moot point.

Your conflating attraction and commitment as weakness, which I don't think is warranted. Being emotionally distant, seeking to make our piety more as a business transactions- I think that reeks of weakness, of being unable or unwilling to decide for yourself what you want and to take action or commit if needed. Nobody treats worship and piety as a business, with us mortals as consumers being able to switch gods and deities as we feel like. To worship is to be committed, the be attracted to a deity beyond the surface level of what both can benefit from the other. I don't seek merely powerful boons, but committed relationships with this deity on our terms, not blindly stumbling into worship like we have before. I seek to make a conscious decision in how deep this relationship will go, not to turn this into another transaction we make to the gods, to enslave our soul in exchange for power.

Anons be honest with yourselves. You’re just horny, it’s ok, I understand. No need to write an entire essay justifying it.

>>5099957
I have an important question. Does Baphomet have mega mommy milkers?

>>5100552
>Hey, don't hold my poor attempts at flirting against me.
Already doing it.

>Whether Baphomet be a god or a demon is irrelevant- fact is that we still worship her above all other gods, so arguing technicalities is a moot point.
No no no It is extremely relevant. Demons, unlike normal divinities, will ALWAYS try to screw over mortals who worship them by either making them into zelous minions if they're subservient or trick them into bad deals if they're gullible. They see mortals as mere pawns they get to play with and have no sincere regard for their wishes or desires therefore significant caution is warranted when speaking to or asking things of them

>Your conflating attraction and commitment as weakness, which I don't think is warranted.
When dealing with more neutral our good beings i'd agree with you but ANY attraction or commitment can and will be used against you when it comes to demons or any other powerful chaotic evil being for that matter.

>Being emotionally distant, seeking to make our piety more as a business transactions- I think that reeks of weakness, of being unable or unwilling to decide for yourself what you want and to take action or commit if needed.
The only piety one should have for a demon is for its power since power as a principle holds no baggage in it of itself, all of it's other principles will be used selfishly to serve it's own interests which are never truly aligned with mortals. If we do things that it likes and agrees with, such as that kobold orgy, it should be incidental. In other words, don't do it for the demon, do it for yourself. Also, seeing things as a business transaction is only a weakness if you see every relationship that way which neither I nor the Kobold chief does. That was a weird sentence

>Nobody treats worship and piety as a business, with us mortals as consumers being able to switch gods and deities as we feel like.
True, but it's an apples to oranges comparison. Just because demons and other divinities are both supernatural doesn't mean that their worship functions similarly. It's like saying the woship of the Emperor of Mankind and the worship of the Chaos Gods work the same way.

>To worship is to be committed, the be attracted to a deity beyond the surface level of what both can benefit from the other. I don't seek merely powerful boons, but committed relationships with this deity on our terms
If Baphomet wants anything out of our "relationship", It won't be on our terms.

>I seek to make a conscious decision in how deep this relationship will go, not to turn this into another transaction we make to the gods, to enslave our soul in exchange for power.
If anybody here has been risking the enslavement of our soul it's been you. I've consistently advocated for extreme caution in this situation, you're the one who has been nonchalant about the risks of this whole thing.

In summary, interactions with demonic entities require paranoia and little ambiguity.

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>>5100613
Alright, im done. Only in this tibetan animal husbandy forum can I sate my autistic desire to ramble. If there's anything new I'll adress it but otherwise:

I rest my case.

>>5099965
>>5099971
>>5099972
>>5100102
>>5099994
>>5100412
>>5099986

>>5100559
Pretty big for a kobold honestly. Glad to see this detail has created such important discussion on the nature of simping.

You bumble out a bow and begin trying to formulate what it is you want to say. It is extremely hard not to stammer for a multitude of reasons here, but hey you're life is on the line, better do your best! Maybe it's better that you're sort of too frozen in fear to move? "A-ah? Yes, yes, I was ah... Going to ask for a gift, a boon! Miss dark master, overlord, god...dess... You look quite good!" Nailed it.

That's when the cleaver flies out of her hand and cleanly nicks a (relatively) shallow cut in your shoulder! "I expected too much of one of you. Ah, I was having such a good time searching for your species' patron, as elusive the snake is, so hard to get intimate with. If only the rest of your kind could follow his example in tenacity and boldness. It's a pain that you've interrupted my hunt, but if it's a gift you want, well I can't help but oblige you loyal servant." The menacing hybrid begins to approach you with steady steps after that ominous statement, and as the thought that you should step away crosses your mind-

*Snap*

She twist your leg in a manner it was not meant to bend. "Have my gift of pain." After the first seconds of clarity where you get to see the funny angle your leg is at, the experience is excruciating beyond words. Who can blame you when you start rolling around on the floor in agony? You'd like to see them go through this! "The arrogance of coming here and asking for handouts so casually. If I didn't find it so funny, I would have just killed you." A hooved kick to the ribs rolls you over to face the crimson sky. "Do you wish to know why I beckoned your kind to my ideals? The modernizing world of man is getting too peaceful, there are less and less true tales of adventure. The blood and guts are a formality and symbol to what they really represent, don't start expecting lavish givings just because you gutted a few oversized lizards now. I want more bloody struggles like what you've done recently, not cowardly complacence. Show me true feats of carnage and triumph if you want gifts, those humans are a good example, too civilized, they need culling. Oh, and there are no shortage of mighty beasts in this place." The hoof grinds down on your chest making you let out a squeaky noise. "Oh, and send a warrior next time, I hate administrators."

>>5100633
Reality snaps back. The pain still remains, you'll probably be walking with a limp for a week or two. The other bolds surround you and look on with concern as you squeak out the pain. Considering how you're feeling right now, it feels like a good time to pass out!

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When the next day comes, the pain unsurprisingly is still there! Looks like someone put a cast on it at least... Communing with Baphomet? Turns out it wasn't such a good idea, very personal, very violent, and gave you some very conflicting feelings in places...

DAY 17
KOBOLDS: 32
FOOD: Surplus
MORALE: Steady

[Choose a subject to focus on]
>Food
>Construction
>Exploration and Military
>Cultural and magic
>Tools and research
>Write-In

>>5100635
>Cultural and magic
Let's try communing with Krish'gah. Now THERE'S a deity who really gets what makes 'bolds tick, amirite lads?

>>5100558
If I'm being honest, treating piety as a business transaction really triggered my autism.

>>5100613
>Already doing it.
That was supposed to be a joke.

>No no no It is extremely relevant
Not to me it ain't. Being meta about ignorant kobolds just doesn't interest me.

>ANY attraction or commitment can and will be used against you when it comes to demons or any other powerful chaotic evil being for that matter
I think that's your and any other neutral or goodie-two shoes opinion, I'd prefer to think of evil worship as passionate, violent, and personal rather than simply the boring exploitative 'selling your soul' nonsense that common in fantasy.

>power for power's sake
Eh, worshipping for power just seems bland to be to be honest. I'm looking for personal flavor and character, not a power transaction.

>In other words, don't do it for the demon, do it for yourself.
That was the general idea, yes.

>Also, seeing things as a business transaction is only a weakness if you see every relationship that way which neither I nor the Kobold chief does.
My autism with that is that looking at worship as a business transaction is such a fucking atheist mindset that it bores me to tears. I want to meme the Aztects, not negotiate a souls-for-power Ponzi scheme. I live for weird sentences.

>Just because demons and other divinities are both supernatural doesn't mean that their worship functions similarly.
I do agree with that, I just disagree that a chaotic, emotionally fueled deities would treat their worshippers as a cold, rational business transaction that be stopped at any time, and vise versa with the worshippers. A passion, volatile relationship make more sense to me.

>If Baphomet wants anything out of our "relationship", It won't be on our terms.
It'll be an agreement between two parties, yea. By terms I meant when and where, not how the bargaining process will play out (and I don't want a bargaining process, just a passionate relationship).

>If anybody here has been risking the enslavement of our soul it's been you. I've consistently advocated for extreme caution in this situation, you're the one who has been nonchalant about the risks of this whole thing.


If I come off as nonchalant, that's not my intention. I just don't want the usual flavor of evil worship in this quest. I'm looking for passion, not a transaction.

>>5100630
Sure, I'll rest mine as well.

>>5100635
>Exploration and Military
Time to seek out some carnage.

>Tools and research
Making some better tools would be nice.

>>5100633
See? I knew it was gonna fuck with us.

>>5100635
I agree with >>5100637
>Damn you Baphomet! I am not weak! It's true, im not that strong... b-but I won't give up, I will become a great warrior! That's right... just like Krish'gah! Maybe I should ask him for guidance. Yeah I'll do that!
Is what I imagine his thought process would be

This could be a great development for [Kobold Chief Name Pending]

>>5100649
>That was supposed to be a joke.
So was my response.

>All the statements about evil worship being about passion
Of course, all of what I've said is working under the assumptions of the common tropes of evil worship in fantasy which works most of the time. If the setting's evil worship involves different ones then I'll make a different case.

>Eh, worshipping for power just seems bland to be to be honest. I'm looking for personal flavor and character, not a power transaction.
Not what I meant, but it's not too important.

>Statements about piety being a business transaction
My only point was that with manipulative beings such as demons, treating it as a transaction is the smartest play.

>If I come off as nonchalant, that's not my intention.
My mistake then.

>>5100635
>Exploration and Military

>>5100658
>See? I knew it was gonna fuck with us.

Actually, I consider the information well worth the broken leg. Now it time to get kobold.

>>5100685
Yeah it was worth it, still fucked with us though.

>>5100694
Yea, everyone fucks with kobolds. Unfortunate fact of life, that.

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>>5100704
Not if we become like Krish'gah, the greatest kobold to walk the earth. The chad actually managed to lay a dragon, who is gonna fuck with a kobold who can do things like that?

>>5100709
Fuck it, I'm game.

>>5100635
>>5100652
Changing my vote to
>Let's try communing with Krish'gah
and
>Hunting a beast ourselves

This is gonna get funky!

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>>5100719
>Hunting a beast ourselves
>This is gonna get funky!
I haven't mentioned it since I don't know how the communion with Krish'gah will go but if it goes the way I hope it does... You were talking about passion? You're gonna see me voting for the highest levels of passion a little kobold can have.

>>5100635
>Construction
Start digging out a moat around the palisade to further defend us (now we just need alligators)

>Research
Experiment with some of the tools we got from the dungeon. See if we can get any military application from them

Ok ok ok let’s chill out with the godly stuff for now. Do you anons really think Krishgash will meet with us after neglecting her this entire game.

Imagining fucking gods is funny and all but let’s chill out. Krishgash is a guy anyways anons.

>>5100731
>You're gonna see me voting for the highest levels of passion a little kobold can have.

HELL YEA, BROTHER!

>>5100783
>Ok ok ok let’s chill out with the godly stuff for now. Do you anons really think Krishgash will meet with us after neglecting her this entire game.
It's Krish'gah and he's a dude

>Imagining fucking gods is funny and all but let’s chill out.
Who the fuck said that? Are you talking about my passion comment? Because that's really not what I meant by it.

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>>5100787
I GOTCHU HOMIE, WE IN THIS TOGETHER.

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>>5100783
>chill out with the godly stuff

>>5100731
based and support pilled

>>5100637
Support

We are an administrator so we should be careful so a warrior of baphomet does not overthrow us.

Also Baphomet just wants the world to burn, we want to build a lair and a hoard for a dragon, seems like conflicting objectives

>>5101691
>We are an administrator so we should be careful so a warrior of baphomet does not overthrow us.
We soon won't be. At least if I have anything to say about it.

>we want to build a lair and a hoard for a dragon
The metaphorical dragon being us.

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>>5100637
>>5100658
>>5100682
>>5100719
>>5100783
>>5101691

Well, yesterday was sort of... Painful for an experience with gods. But maybe today will be different if you choose to have a dialogue with the actual patron of your species? Then again you're not really sure HOW to get in contact with said patron. Hunting something impressive would probably help out with the lady, but you can't really join in on that with the crushed leg and all. Could direct the bolds to search in a direction for something big maybe? Humans are pretty nearby though, could be dangerous getting hurt now.

Expedition to...
>North, forests
>West, scrap fields
>South, Frogs

While thinking about this important stuff, you do come up with some ways that might have a slim chance of working in contacting Krish'gah. People usually meditate and stuff to get visions right? You could try doing some of that. Oh, there was that sap stuff, maybe that would help you go... Somewhere at least.

>Offer up shiny stuff and pray
>Meditate in a room
>Gimme the funny tree juice

>>5101925
>>South, Frogs
Maybe we can find a special frog again. Sacrifice or trade it with the frog lady.
>Gimme the funny tree juice

>>5101935
lmao this

>>5101925
>West, scrap fields
Kill the invisible spider. We’re the dragon!

>Give me the funny tree juice AND a hot piece of scaled ass to drink it with me

Bros baphomet made me unreasonably horny, we must woo and worship her

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>>5101935
Support

Also:
>>5101925
Ask around camp, see if any 'bolds know stories of how to appeal to Krish'gah

>>5101925
>West, scrap fields
Don't wanna sacrifice special frogs, would rather we trade them with frog lady.
>Offer up shiny stuff and pray
>Gimme the funny tree juice
Spirit trip yo!

>>5101925

>>5102067
Supporting, special frogs are special because we don't kill them. I hope we find some sort of weapon in the scrap fields and then pray with it whilst slightly high on the juice

>>5101925
>West, scrap fields
Get metal to craft more Traps against the humans.

>Offer up shiny stuff and pray
>Meditate in a room
>Gimme the funny tree juice
Have all other available kobolds join you in your room, there surrounded by signature kobold things like javalins, slings and traps share stories of legend of your Patron.
Then start recounting the story of your people. How you are mighty kobold made in his image, kobolds that have survived untold horrors in a Swamp of all places and then spread the tree juice on your scales and call on your Patron to help show the human.. No the world, what kobolds are made of!

>>5102731
>>5101948
>>5101943
>>5101935
>>5102067
>>5101940
>>5103157

Maybe the south would be best? Haven't really explored there much, sort of got side tracked out there. What else was there besides frogs and weird stone plants? Eh, they'll find out when they get there. Time to have a bit of an experience. You take off one of your rings and one of the shiny tubes and put it down before a kobold statuette of Krish'gah, before sitting down and taking out the weird tree sap that you've stored away. Well, nothing ventured nothing gained...


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Yapyaw the very brave sets out on the way of adventure yet again. The scrap fields is where you go, despite how much you have bad memories and dreams of that place. Seriously, what awful creatures are underground here? When you're reliving your awful experiences there, you come across a thought. Maybe you could go somewhere else besides the ruins out west? Probably other stuff here. Well, besides the crazy magic man...

>Turn left, to the warm and muddy pools of water.
>Straight forward, past the ruins
>Proceed to the ruins and stay there
>To the right, where the boundary of vegetation and metals meat.

>>5103166
>>5103166

>Proceed to the ruins and stay there
Ruins are a classic adventure

I have to admit we may have gotten a little side tracked here. I think Baphomet would be just as pleased with us dealing with the humans as they would have with us solo slaying a creature. We could've just killed two birds with one stone instead of dividing our attention. I'm really worried about the humans.

>>5103166
>Proceed to the ruins and stay there

>>5103166
>Straight forward, past the ruins

>>5103170
While I agree, it's a moot point with our broken leg. Could've been an arm, we would only have been half as useless instead of fully useless. Now I'm just frustrated that we'll have to wait two weeks to actually accomplish anything meaningful on the Baphomet front.

>>5101925
This kobold is doing me numbers

>>5103166
>>Proceed to the ruins and stay there

>>5103166
>Proceed to the ruins and stay there
Try to gather all the loose metal you might find on the way.

>>5103188
I don't get this adoration for the bullface that literally broke our leg.. Barbarians is not really the most profitable route for kobolds, it will do for hunting but we have no chance against the humans in a axe.
Traps and stealth will get us places

>>5104072
>bullface

I know this is 4chan but you shouldn’t be throwing around slurs like that.

>>5103166
I will support whatever vote gets us one step closer to getting in the pants of pic related here>>5101925

>>5104072
I dont know what the fuxk is going on here.

>>5104246
Have you been reading the quest, or did you just show up to lust after lizards?

>>5104302
Both

>>5104304
Fair, but in that case you should know what's going on.

>>5104316
Sexy muscular kobold chicks, sexy evil demon goddess. I think I know enough.

It pains you to go back there, but... Gonna have to go back to the ruins. You cleared them out last time though so surely it's going to be fine. Probably fine anyways. It's raining so the coast is clear when you arrive to the rusted ribcage strut. Your excavation site and the exposed underground tunnel seem to be untouched since the days you haven't been here. At least you think it is?

The smell certainly hasn't improved at all though. The putrefying corpses inside have begun to liquefy into black sludge. Its food room has been completely emptied out since you were last here, but it was probably some animals that just came and ate the last few bars. You weren't in the groups that carried food back anyways. The strange room is the same as it was before, just confusing and without understandable purpose. Maybe with some cleaning up you could learn what it was for? Not really likely though, you aren't the intellectual type. The second door stays closed with an ominous aura...

>Scrounge for interesting garbages
>Focus on investigation of the facility
>Spend the day carrying metal back home from the site
>Open the secondary door
>Continue on further into the west

>>5104468
>Scrounge for interesting garbages
>Spend the day carrying metal back home from the site

Save the investigation for our crippled leader.

>>5104468
>Focus on investigation of the facility

>>5104494
+1

>>5104468
>Scrounge for interesting garbages

>>5104468
>>Scrounge for interesting garbages

>>5104468
>>Focus on investigation of the facility

>>5104468
Investigation

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>>5105630
>>5105265
>>5105207
>>5104760
>>5104664
>>5104499
>>5104494

Deciding to just loot as much as you can for now, you give the order to scrounge through this mess for whatever other valuables you can find since last time. This unfortunately involves digging through the refuse and garbage of those creatures. It's quickly learned that most of the orangish sludge-goo burns to the touch so the that sort of complicates things slightly. There's still bits and pieces of glasswork you can pick out from the surrounding and metal pipes and furniture to cut apart. You've got a lot more room to carry stuff with the full dozen cohort.

You're feeling a little anxious after your last encounter, so you decided to set up a lookout above ground, sat atop the big metal overhang. And your caution pays off, as after a few hours of rummaging, your watch reports a troubling sight. Goblins, over a dozen and a half of them, all moving towards your location. They seem to be wearing patchy metal armor, and one even rides a large-ish spider. One might think that the short races would get along, with height solidarity and all, but no we mostly hate each other. Especially gnomes and halflings, smug little shits. The fair distance away they are gives you a bit of time to react to the newcomers.


>Remain inside and wait for them to pass
>Get outside to face them off
>Take what you have and sneak away

>>5105806
>Remain inside and wait for them to pass

>>5105806
>Take what you have and sneak away

We’re yipfag it doesn’t matter if we do brave shit to get baphomets love. Our leader is the one that needs it

>>5105806
>Remain inside and wait for them to pass

>>5105806
>Take what you have and sneak away

>>5105806
>Take what you have and sneak away.

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>>5105808
>>5105810
>>5105817
>>5105829
>>5105874

No, you won't be having another confrontation here so soon. Everyone is to pick up their stuff and get out before they take notice. Still, you've got yet more loot and learned an important fact. There's another faction at play in this swamp besides the humans now. One things for sure, you don't like the greenies. Before you leave you close the hatch and spread mud over it. Hopefully they don't know about it already?

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It's dusky here. You find yourself on the edge of a great precipice. A tower of materials cobbled together into a tower that stretches to the sky while stuck in the middle of a great pit. Wood, stone, metal... Bone. All haphazardly stuck together in some chaotic plan to reach for the heavens. Rain patters down creating some weird rhythm against the myriad components and you're thankful for the overhang keeping you dry.

"Enjoy the view?" A voice speaks up from behind you. Turning around you see a very familiar figure. A red scaled kobold covered head to toe in magical items. From the black cloak with dozens of enchanted daggers sewn into it, to the treasure trove of jewelry, charms, and his ornate eyepatch. This is Krish'gah. He sits there next to a campfire, roasting strange glowing vermin creatures over it on sticks.

>Groveling kobold
>Adoring fan procedure
>Kobolds need a boon
>Can I eat one?

>>5107092
>Yes, it's quite beautiful.
>Can I eat one?
>I seek counsel and advice. I'd love to pick you mind over a couple things.

I'd love to be healed, but I think asking for that would be selfish. Treat Krish'gah like you would an elder, with deference but not super freaked out over this.

>>5107100
+1

>>5107092
>>Can I eat one?

>>5107100
+1

>>5107100
I like this.

>>5107092
Support.

>>5107100
>>5107115
>>5107173
>>5107232
>>5107376

"Yes, It's very... Beautiful." You take another glance at the chasm. There is a bit of an awe-filled majesty to the utter otherworldliness of the place. Makes you feel small. "Can I eat one of those?..."

"Go right ahead then." He gestures at you and you sit down across the fire. You pick up one of the skewered creatures and look closer. It's really quite strange, sort of looks like a bat but as if it was made entirely out of light. It feels too soft, and as you bite into it the thing loses cohesion and explodes like a bag of flour. The taste is something you can only describe as 'Warm light mixed with toffee'. "You're supposed to keep the whole thing in your mouth you know. So, what is it that you're here for?"

"Ah... I'm seeking... Counsel of sorts? Advice and such. I wish to guide my people as best I can and came here asking for help!"

"Is that so, that so... Well, you're in an interesting spot aren't you? Funny how much old rot gets buried in the mud as time moves on, now isn't it?" He stuffs one of the light creatures in his mouth and crunches. "I don't like long heart to hearts nowadays, and I normally don't give handouts too easily. Lots of kobolds out there, y'know? Dens on dens all buried like turnips all over the world, and too many souls to fret over. I prefer a sort of tough love like most gods, let people handle their own problems so they don't get lazy." He points his skewer at you and then tosses it into the fire. "Buuut... You lot are in a special little mud puddle, so I'm making an exception for the hell of it. Even made my time here more interesting by getting that damn goat on my tail... On the verge of something very big and you don't even know it, oh yes indeed~..." He laughs ominously at that last part. "Well then, what'll it be, runt? A vision of the futures to come, some treasure, maybe inner strength?"

>Guidance and history
>Foresight into future events
>A gift of an artifact
>A more intangible gift
>Write-in

>>5108323
>A more intangible gift

>>5108323
>A gift of an artifact
Artifiact to kill humies!

>Ask him what's so special about the swamp

>>5108323
>A more intangible gift

>>5108323
>Guidance and history

>>5108323
>>Guidance and history

>>5108323
I'll switch my vote to

>A more intangible gift

QM

>>5108323
Im very curious as to what
>A more intangible gift
is, but
>Guidance and history
is what I wanted. What to do what to do...

>>5108328
>>5108332
>>5108386
>>5108453
>>5108489
>>5109361
>>5109364

"How about you tell me about this swamp and its history. What's really so special about it?" You state your desire to him.

"Oh, so that's it? usually they go for the shiny stuff... Well quick, how old do you think this world is? Ever wonder how long the marble has been around?"

"Not really, no..."

"Didn't think so. Not that I can blame you, life is often to short to be worrying 'bout the lives of some dead schmucks long gone! Sure to say, it's been here quite a while. Now for my second question. Know how composting works? Don't answer, it's when organic stuff is piled on top of itself in layers and set to rot and decompose." He takes a skewer and starts to stir up the fire, driving up ash from the bottom. "Now, when you take that idea and move it on from a farmers shed to say... A big region of land, you're going to get a lot of material layers over a long, long time. I think you know where this is going if you have something in that skull of yours and I know you do."

"You're talking about those old ruins?"

"Yes indeed! But those fellows weren't the only things left to sink in the muck. I'll let you guess, but the number of tiny civilizations to get swallowed up here lays somewhere between three and six."

"I do not intend for my tribe to join them, though." You frown at this history lesson. "This is nice and all but nothing we couldn't have learned on our own."

"So very perceptive of you, but I'm far better sighted!" He lifts up his eyepatch revealing blue glass orb in the socket. "Scrying orb. Helluva useful thing, but was a bitch to get. They always leave it out the stories though, must've been too boring going from wizard to wizard..." He trails off mumbling something before grabbing another skewer. "Anyways, that's not exactly why this spot is special. I can't reveal too much because that would spoil the fun, and the weaver gets into a twist when people do that too much. I'll say though that the humies? Small time compared to what's coming. You've already seen a miniscule shard of what's to come before and the heap is stirring up, so have fun wrackin' your brain over that. Reminds me of the time.."

A rumbling crash reverberates through the shanty tower cutting him off. In the distance you can hear a shout. "Where did you slink off to little lizard? I can smell your trail!~"

"Yep, I think out time here has come to an end, and a final word of advice on the subject of our guest. Loyalty has its rewards but don't get lost in blind faith like an idiot. Oh, and when it comes to women, don't lay the crazy ones."

"But what about when you were with that noble woman of..."

"Ah, never said I wasn't a hypocrite, yeah? Do as I say, not as I do. And with that, I bid you goodbye and lay off the funny juice!" Suddenly he runs up and kicks you in the chest sending you reeling back and stumbling over the edge into the abyss. You fall for what seems like minutes...

>>5109550
You come to, writhing on the floor cover in your own glowing spittle. You somehow feel a mix of awful and great. For one, your leg has miraculously healed in your fugue state and it's good as new! It's a new day, and after your visions the expedition returned with both loot and news of goblins inhabiting the swamp. A daily scouting team has reported that the human expedition has reached the edge of the forest and set up a campsite. It's hard to tell, but they seem to have lost a few individuals in their trip to your traps. Also, it seems to be a rumor but a kobold says they saw something large moving around in the southern region. In more local news the dragon seems more snippy than usual, not letting anyone into the egg hut and nipping at them when they try...

DAY 18
KOBOLDS: 32
FOOD: Surplus
MORALE: Steady

[Choose a subject to focus on]
>Food
>Construction
>Exploration and Military
>Cultural and magic
>Tools and research
>Write-In

>>5109551
>Sneak into the egg hut to see what got the dragon in a tizzy.
>Go out and raid the human settlement ourselves.

Well, history got us what I was expecting it’ll give us- jack shit. I hope y’all satisfied in wasting our boon.

>>5109551
>Cultural
Make some offerings to Tiamat to help with our dragon bugging. We could try to deal with our dragon ourselves, but it's scary and it bites. We've already done stuff with the two other gods we know, might as well do something with this one.

>Exploration and military
Set up traps as close as we can around the around the campsite, even if we have to be really far away it's fine. We made a absolute fuckton of traps, like 5 days of actions worth, and by Baphomet I want them used. Also go on an expedition this time with US as the leader instead of yipfag. That's suitably brave and has a chance of combat, a step in the right direction for baphomet without it being really suicidal.

>Exploration and Military
Raid the humans.

>Sneak into the egg hut to see what got the dragon in a tizzy.
If time.

>>5109551
>>5109572 +1

>>5109570
>>5109572
>>5109660
>>5109666

First thing in the morning, you head to the egg hut to see what's gotten the dragon so bothered. When you get to the entrance you can see the beast glaring at you from the center of the small room. For a bit you just have a staring contest with her and no one really seems to know what to do next. Slowly you inch closer and closer to the temperamental creature and get close enough to put a hand out. She nips at you and chuffs in disdain. Rubbing your sore hand you take a step back and think about what to do with her. Maybe something is wrong or maybe she's just being pissy because she woke up and felt like it, who knows, dragons are just like that... You just sit there as unhappy as she is until you decide to just nudge a frog towards her with a stick. She eats it quickly and in a moment of boredom you nudge at her with the stick. when you scratch her with it something surprising happens. Some scales fall loose, and even more surprisingly she doesn't gut you for it. In fact she's... purring.

You continue the strange grooming ritual, scratching around her leafy mane with the stick and examine a scale. It has a strange woody texture to it. Very flexible and hard to scratch. Maybe you could do something with it, most dragon body parts are sought after for a reason. She seems to be growing too. Must be around the size of those big bullfrogs you saw once before.

>Just continue grooming her for a bit
>Have the dragon's hut improved
>Offer treasure to Tiamat
>Take her on the expedition with you

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5d100 dice rolls for unrelated matters...

Rolled 100, 79, 53, 70, 23 = 325 (5d100)

>>5110469
>Just continue grooming her for a bit
>Have the dragon's hut improved
>Offer treasure to Tiamat

Oh hell yea brothers!

Rolled 66, 20, 36, 39, 95 = 256 (5d100)

>>5110469
>Offer treasure to Tiamat
>Take her on the expedition with you

Rolled 46, 54, 99, 7, 11 = 217 (5d100)

>>5110478
Support! Let's go raid some humies. Dragons probably need exercise.

>>5110469
>>5110472 +1

Rolled 4, 16, 1, 35, 65 = 121 (5d100)

>>5110472
+1

>>5110538
These rolls better be Bo3

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>>5110472
>>5110478
>>5110488
>>5110511

After about an hour of spending quality time with the dragon, she happened to shed a couple handfuls of scales. She seems to be in a significantly better mood too. Must be growing irritations. You order that the hut and shrine be improved by the kobolds left at the camp. Wood can be used to reinforce and expand the structure. Before you leave, you decide to be generous and offer up some of the more shiny bits at Tiamat's shrine. Hopefully the old god appreciates it...

And now on to the real business of the day, taking a cohort near the human camp. You decide to lead it yourself since you're feeling particularly bold today. You and 15 others ready yourselves and march northwards, stopping a fair distance away so that you won't be spotted. Forwards scouting counts 50 humans at the very least. They've set up tents in a circular fashion with their horses and wagons nearby, and it seems that they're halfway through the process of setting up a palisade. In terms of arms about half of them seem to be regular peasants with at most, tools or bows, but there's a fair group of them that are actually armored in plate. The leader even has one of those fancy powder pistols apparently.

>Thieving in the darkness
>Sneak traps around the perimeter
>Chance a night time raid.
>Lay traps and leave
>Write-in

3d100 required for options

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>5111518
>Thieving in the darkness
>Sneak traps around the perimeter
>Chance a night time raid.

Let's do this!

>>5111518
>Assassinate the leader and take his pistol ourselves

This should be brave enough for baphomet. Let’s hope our stealth training paid off

>Sneak traps around the perimeter

>Lay traps and leave

The rest of the expedition can do shit with traps

Rolled 85, 45, 81 = 211 (3d100)

>>5111526
Forgot to roll

>>5111518
>Thieving in the darkness
>Sneak traps around the perimeter

Rolled 97, 68, 38 = 203 (3d100)

>>5111533
Also forgot to roll

>>5111526
Support!

Rolled 19, 97, 13 = 129 (3d100)

>>5111518
Might as well round us out.

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>>5111524
>>5111526
>>5111533
>>5111565


85, 45, 81

The first course of action is to test their defenses. Of course they would keep watches out while others sleep, you did the same. While you do this, other kobolds of the group set to work creating a fallback screen with traps, just incase something goes wrong. As you scan the perimeter you see that it must be about of third of them keeping watch. Only a few of them soldiers, the rest peasants armed with tools or spears and such. There is an interesting gap that you noticed. The wooden palisade seems to have less eyes on it with understandable reason. You could potentially scale it and sneak in through that way, though it wouldn't be easy to climb back out. Alternatively, there is a single guard that seems (relatively isolated. You MIGHT be able to kill them without others noticing quickly, but that's not guaranteed. They seem pretty bored and tired. Finally, there is a chaotic option. You could spook the horses and hope that takes their eyes off you for a moment. Would tell them that something is up though. A torch would do the trick.


>Scale the walls
>Assassinate the guard
>Spook the horses

>>5112813
>Assassinate the guard

>>5112813
>Assassinate the guard

We have to be badass

>>5112813
>Assassinate the Guard

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>>5112822
>>5112828
>>5113276

Slowly you creep up, and when you see your opportunity you take it, falling on the isolated peasant watch with a pair of daggers you had forged a while ago. The throat is thoroughly mangled and rendered. It's messy, but relatively quiet. And now you have set yourself on a timer. Get what you need to do done before anyone notices the dead man. You look about and take in the options. You might be able to sneak into the largest central tent and assassinate the leader, You slowly slink your way through the encampment making your way to the canvas shelter, and when you dart inside... Tinkling.

A sabre narrowly thrusts over your head as a hand stabs through the air to skewer you. There was a bell alarm strung up right in front of the tent flap! "A scaled rat have we?" A grizzled wiry looking man scowls at your intrusion. "Knew there was some vermin in this mudhole. Gonna pay ya back tenfold for 'em..." You begin to shuffle in the dueling dance with the man as you size each other up. A sputtering lantern jangles overhead illuminating the arena. You notice him slowly moving towards a table with the pistol on it in your footsies session. You will either have to end this quickly or get out because people will hear what's happening.

>Attempt to carry out the assassination
>Flee the scene
>Try to set fire to the tent
>Attempt blood magic
>Write-in

>>5114024
>Attempt to carry out the assassination
>Attempt blood magic
After
>Try to set fire to the tent

FOR GLORY!

>>5114027
+1
and
>Cut off his head to offer at Baphomets altar

>>5114024
>Attempt to carry out the assassination
>Attempt blood magic

>>5114024
>>Attempt blood magic

>>5114027
Supporting.

>>5114024
Pain spell to incapacitate, daggers to slay. Steal the pistol too, then light a fire to cover our tracks.

>>5114027
>>5114030
>>5114062
>>5114080
>>5115314

Now or never. You lunge forward to get close. It's difficult considering the disadvantages of both height and reach, but once you get close at least reach is gone. Problem is the old bastard is real nimble, poking and slashing at your position. Just gotta, get... And there!

You dart left as the sabre pushes past and you jab forth with your dagger in the lunge. He twist to the side but you slash out with your other dagger and nick a cut in his leather clothes. A retaliatory downward swing knocks a dagger out of your hand and sends a numbing shock through to the bone. A lateral slice skates along your chest with a narrow line as you barely dodge back in time. Thank you wooden armor.

You clutch your wound with hate and both you and your opponent stare at each other with ire. You channel that hate into something useful as you hold the red pearl in your pocket with your free hand. This blood and his on your dagger is the price and you'll pay it. He darts to the right towards the gun, but you focus your intent to preform a magic trick.

A draining feeling as the sensation of bloodloss without injury washes over you. The man howls in pain doubling over just as he reaches the firearm. You take the opportunity and slash forward causing two fingers to fly off in an arc. A follow up stab drives into the gut, but when you try to pull it out, you find his hand gripping the blade. "Fucker!" A solid boot to the sternum launches you back and you scramble to get up, grabbing the dagger you dropped before. You look up to see the pistol being drawn, leveled at your head. "Smile you little!..."

BANG

A high velocity ball of lead flies straight towards your skull, but in an instant a shimmer of orange light appears and the projectile veers, colliding with a hanging light. The broken lantern falls down and clatters on the floor. Burning oil splatters across canvas as the material alights. The man stands on the other side of the fire clutching his side with a wounded hand with pure hate, the one shot pistol now empty and a ring on your finger sparking. At least you know what one of those does now... Nearby the stomping of boots is heard. Reinforcements are coming and this killing seems to be a dud. Escape may be a good option. You're feeling worn out, but... This is sort of exhilarating! Should have participated in training more.

>Committed to murder
>Sneaky sprinting
>Scale the wall
>Steal a mount

3d100 best ofs

>>5115429
>Taunt the leader before we leave
>Spook the mounts
>Sneaky sprinting


The mount would get caught in the traps. They don't have a natural sense like us. Let's hope our kobolds put enough to delay pursuers. Hey, maybe the leader is insane enough to chase us and get caught in a trap.

Rolled 13, 55, 21 = 89 (3d100)

>>5115434
Forgot my roll

Rolled 33, 80, 14 = 127 (3d100)

>>5115429
>Kick him into the flames
>Steal a mount

Burn baby burn!

Rolled 42, 71, 44 = 157 (3d100)

>>5115429
>>5115434 +1

>>5115429
>Kick him into the flames
>Steal a mount
Support for >>5115441 !

>>5115434
>>5115436
>>5115441
>>5115453
>>5116699

44, 71, 44

It's time to leave. Before you go you give a wave to the man, folding down two of your fingers to add insult to injury before grabbing an ignited wooden stick and batting the broken lantern at the leader. You scramble out the ten and a knife follows you out and narrowly missing, cutting shallowly across the calve. You have a clear target in mind to cause a good distraction. You sprint straight to the tied up horses before the rousing camp has time to catch you. The torch you hold is used to set their tails on fire causing them to panic and run rampant, causing some beautiful chaos. You wildly sprint away after that reveling in the thrill of it despite the failure to kill. As you reach the camp you believe that you've made it as the humans seem busy getting their horses under control, but several arrows fly by sticking in the mud. Your efforts to flee are doubled by the fear of being turned to a pin cushion, but luckily you only get a stick through the arm before a volley of stones is returned. Your cohort is there to support you with slings. The few humans that tried to chase seem discouraged enough to stop, opting to stay back and reorganize. Fair enough, you'd rather get back to camp, this arrow in your arm is starting to sting and the adrenalin is starting to wear off...

----------

By next day the pride of being in exciting combat is overtaken by soreness. The camp seems fine and no human sightings were reported over night. The little raid seems to have pleased most of the camp population, but some are slightly concerned that we only have a mud wall and some traps to protect the camp. Personally you don't find the issue, as long as they don't find your base of operations they can't attack it.

On another note some of the kobolds have taken to wearing little bits of metal or glass on their outfits as decoration. It's not really that much of a problem but those resources could be used for more useful endeavors. They might take to hiding away valuable trinkets as trophies for themselves. Who's to say they already haven't? Then again, it's practically tradition for kobolds, you've even done it yourself looking at these lovely rings...

>Let them keep their bits
>Curb trophy taking
>Create and enforce a standardized uniform

DAY 19
KOBOLDS: 32
FOOD: Good
MORALE: Emboldened

[Choose a subject to focus on]
>Food
>Construction
>Exploration and Military
>Cultural and magic
>Tools and research
>Write-In

>>5116922
>Create and enforce a standardized uniform
Wood as standard issue, scales for those who prove themselves.

>Construction
Better defenses.
>Exploration and Military
Find the goblin camp and create some scale armor.

>>5116922
>Create and enforce a standardized uniform
?Exploration and Military

>>5116922
>Curb trophy taking
Uniforms kind of goes exactly against what baphomet stands for anon. She would not be pleased

>Construction
Cover the walls with leaves, and the make base in general blend in more with the swamp. Mandate that fires can only be made after some kobolds scout around first

This is to prevent them ever finding us

>Tools and research
Study more blood magic, fighting is not our thing, but maybe magic will be. The next time we see the human leader he's dead.

>>5116922
>>Let them keep their bits
only if they are blood tested in battle
>Create and enforce a standardized uniform
till they prove themselves in battle they must wear the standard garb

>Construction
more homes and storage and a new temple

>>5116922
>Let them keep their bits
>Construction
Better defences and camouflaged walls

>>5116938
>>5116943
>>5116951
>>5117006
>>5119231

While you don't really want to take away the joy of gaining trophies from the lads, the useless decoration is pointless unless they've actually earned it. You decide on organizing a formal military outfit for your kobolds to wear into battle. Whatever leather you can scrape together for armor with wooden slats attached for protection. If they've proven themselves in a fight? Fair enough, but just hanging shiny bits on yourself without reason is pathetic. The expedition leader and the few veterans are a good example of actual survivors who can brag about it. Now you just have to decide on what type of weaponry to outfit them with to truly make it uniform...

>Metal tipped spears
>Machetes
>Two handed axes
>Write-in

By spending more resources and effort you could also try making...
>Bucklers
>Shaped sling ammo
>Crossbows
>Write-in

You also turn your mind towards the subject of architecture. The kobolds at camp did a real nice job with the dragon's shrine. Looks sort of proper with the brick usage. Really built up a stock over the days so far. The topic of today is security though, and it's a hard thing to answer. On one hand, this place wouldn't exactly do well in a siege scenario even with the palisade and trench. Mostly you're relying on the lack of knowledge of your location to win the day, and you could spend the effort on camouflaging the place with flora. Then again, a giant mass of leaves in the shape of a camp with walls and a fish farm isn't exactly inconspicuous...

>Fortify your perimeter
>Create a secondary wall ring
>Camouflage the camp
>General structure improvement
>Write-in

>>5119450
>Metal tipped spears
>Machetes

>Bucklers
>Crossbows

>Fortify your perimeter
>Camouflage the camp
>General structure improvement

>>5119450
>Metal tipped spears
>Shaped sling ammo

>Camouflage the camp
>Create a secondary wall ring

>>5119450
>Machetes
We're in a swamp, after all. Practical!

>Shaped sling ammo

As for security...
>Camouflage the camp
>Create a secondary wall ring

>>5119450
>Machetes
>Metal tipped spears

>Bucklers

>General structure improvement
>Camouflage the camp

>>5119454
>>5119477
>>5119780
>>5120090

Well, spears are always a practical idea. They're very cost effective too, and speaking of the cost, you'll need to get more metal if you're going to completely outfit a squad with all the equipment you want. Some more wood would definitely help, but the whole human situation makes lumber a more dangerous prospect. You can make a few machetes before you run out of metal, and as a clever compromise the low quality slag metal can be used for heavier sling bullets.

The rest of us who aren't in the process of getting their equipment in order are at work improving the buildings and creating a secondary outer wall around the camp. The bricks you've been stockpiling are put to use, replacing uneven dried mud with smooth fired brick. Neat, orderly, and good for cutting down the general size taken up. The whole renovation and wall will take a lot of effort, and by the end of the day you're about a third of the way through. You take care to make the structures look less conspicuous with mud and plants.. As hidden as you can make it anyways...

------------------------

The next day you are awoken by the ground shaking harshly. Tremors rock the terrain in unusual spasmic manner for nearly three minutes. A light vibration to a heavy shudder back and forth until finally blissful silence. The tribe emerge from their huts confused and startled, but asides from a few bruises and some fixable building damage, everything seems fine. Looking around no one seems to see anything else out of the ordinary. At least there was no major harm.


>Secondary wall at 1/3 construction progress
>Metal spears and sling ammo made, more metal required for further items

DAY 20
KOBOLDS: 32
FOOD: Okay
MORALE: Shaken up

[Choose a subject to focus on]
>Food
>Construction
>Exploration and Military
>Cultural and magic
>Tools and research
>Write-In

>>5120488
>Construction
Keep working on secondary wall
>Tools and research
Start doing alchemical experiments on the blue glowing sap we found. Also do some research on the tubes that shocked us, maybe we can make a lightning grenade somehow.

I forgot about these from the last thread, let's do some shit with them before we forget again.

>>5120488
>Construction
Continue construction.
>Exploration and Military
Metal, and figuring out if any of our surroundings changed. Also, see if we can't fashion some armor for us outta the dragon scales.

>>5120488
>>5120494 and >>5120507 +1

>>5120507
Supporting.

>>5120488

>>5120494
>>5120507
>>5120512
>>5120822

Business will continue as normal with repairs for the damaged buildings to be set and construction on the walls to continue. A small squad is ordered to collect more scrap metal to resupply your forging efforts. You stay home to oversee a little personal project in dragon scale armor. You don't have much, so you really want to make sure they get this right. Pretty sure that you've got enough for a vest...

In the middle of these affairs, something quite pleasing happens, the eggs are hatching. Though there's something that's a little... Off about the hatchlings. They all have black scales, red eyes, and curled horns. Everything else about them seems just fine, but the whole telltale nature of who they look like is both ominous and concerning for obvious reasons. The dragon seems to huff at them and keep its distance.

In other also concerning news, a large gray lizard thing has appeared in our clay rich, abyssal watering hole. By large, about six times bigger than an alligator with bulging eyes and a froggy throat. It basks in the waters and occasionally huffs out a dusty gray cloud. Everyone feels uneasy about the thing and until it's dealt with or moves on, we won't be able to keep gathering clay.

>12 strange hatchlings have been born!

>Deal with the large lizard
>Hope the monster leaves
>Write-in

3d100 as the expedition gets back to the ruins...

Rolled 84, 44, 21 = 149 (3d100)

>>5121763
Nice! Baphomet blessed us, I'm sure this can only go well.

>Deal with the large lizard
>Try to send the dragon after it (with support from some slingers)

The dragon right now is just a bum. You're a large murder lizard go kill something for once.

Rolled 13, 46, 36 = 95 (3d100)

>>5121763
>Deal with the large lizard

A monster for us to slay personally! What a glorious sacrifice to mark the birth of our hatchling!

Rolled 51, 34, 81 = 166 (3d100)

>>5121763
>Deal with the large lizard

>>5121763
>Deal with the large lizard
The leader shall do the honours himself!

>>5121763
>Deal with the large lizard

>>5123017
>>5121882
>>5121861
>>5121782
>>5121777

You decide to deal with the large beast, rallying up several kobolds who aren't working to grab their slings and prepare. The creature sits itself in the water, seemingly unmoving like a statue and content in that fact. Makes it an easier target anyways. A scattered circle of positions are taken around it and slings are readied. On the mark a volley metallic slag bullets are loosed at the beast, the ones that hit bruising its hide and making it roar in agitation. Before the second volley can be thrown, its throat swells up and it bellows out a cloud of thick grey dust towards a random kobold. The cloud envelops them entirely before they have a chance to scramble away, and when it clears a perfectly formed statue of a kobold is left behind. You've heard rumors of something like this before, but never expected to see one yourself; a basilisk. The retaliation of a second panicked throw finishes and it winces in pained annoyance as a bullet nails it in one of its bulbous eyes, drawing blood. You have a pissed off mythical creature on your hands.

>Flee before you become statues
>Continue to attack (4d100)

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51, 34, 81

As you march further into the scrap fields towards the ruins, the sky progressively becomes more orangish. By the time you reach the place, it's a nice tangerine color with motes of light trickling out of the sky lazily like snow. The quake seems to have cracked a lot of the struts and the metal ribs have fallen off and sunk into the ground. It seems that the hatch has been untouched since you last came here. Some of the larger broken off shards from the quake are quickly pocketed.

>Travel further west to investigate
>Collect metal and return home

>>5123044
>Continue to attack (4d100)
>Aim for the eyes!

>Travel further west to investigate

Rolled 50, 9, 62, 61 = 182 (4d100)

>>5123044
>Continue to attack (4d100)
>Aim for the eyes!

>Travel further west to investigate

Rolled 22, 53, 57, 19 = 151 (4d100)

>>5123044
>>Continue to attack (4d100)

>Collect metal and return home

Rolled 74, 38, 18, 93 = 223 (4d100)

>>5123044
>Continue to attack (4d100)
>Travel further west to investigate

Rolled 33, 43, 58, 55 = 189 (4d100)

>>5123044
>Travel further west to investigate

>Continue to attack (4d100)
>Aim for the eyes!
>Leader: leap upon the beast and STAB for your GOAT WAIFU

>>5123510
>not for bro Krish'gah

Weak.

>>5123652
Krish'gah doesn't require valorous deeds of bloody combat, does he? he's more about cleverness and such. Plus, if we attract Baph's attention, (sh)he will stop trying to bang Krish'gah, which he doesn't seem to want aforementioned goat-demon to do.

>>5123654
We can be clever with our valor. How else did you think Krish'gah gain Baph's attention?

I would rather we stop being suicidal and doing shit that is more likely to get us hurt and killed than not. You anons are taking the valor stuff too fsr

>>5124513
I don't mind leaning into the cunning and stealthy side more, like Krish'gah.

>>5124513
Eh, it's just one leader. This is a civ quest, and we're kobolds. We have reserves!

>>5123050
>>5123053
>>5123056
>>5123488
>>5123510
>>5123652
Apologies for delay, sliced my thumb up vertically

74, 38, 18, 93

Despite the danger, the only choice for you is to keep the attack going. Even if you flee, the thing is likely to chase you back to the camp and that wont end well. So glory and death it is!

On the upside, it seems to take a long time to gather up its petrifying after using it. On the downside, it's still massive and perfectly capable of killing the old fashion, and blunt sling bullets can only do so much slamming against its slightly rubber scaled hide. What ensues is a desperate cat and mouse game of everyone fleeing and trying their best to avoid the raging monster. You've got a slight advantage with how its sight has been injured, but it's still a basilisk in the end. One kobold doesn't run fast enough and is crushed violently underfoot. Two more fall to a wave of stoning breath that came quicker than expected. It's heavily battered though for sure, you've been doing your damndest to survive here. It's completely blind in the left eye after several good hits and there are bruised patches of bloody scale all over. Luck changes when the beast however, turns its eyes towards you. You turn to run, but it's quickly gaining on you with it's massive size....

3d100 to face a personal crisis...

--------------------------

The further west you go, the brighter the sky turns. It's as if a forest fire is lighting the swamp up. It's hotter than usual too. On you march for over an hour, keeping an eye out for wildlife until you come across a remarkable sight. A chasm into the depths of the earth that goes who knows how far and a width across that only a truly exceptional bridge could join the gap. Within it lies a monstrous corpse of metal, like the veins of a body sticking out the sides of the chasm like some great wound. Intermixed, massive fluorescent orange crystals and geysers of boiling gas spewing out dot the chaotic landscape. Broken machinery tries and fails to operate while living shapes skitter around the wreckage. And the noise, oh, the noises coming from this place.

What sort of people could have made something like this? Floating over the chasm standing on air as if it were ground is the laughing magician. He does nothing but stand there calmly, and that's somehow more intimidating than his usual antics...

>Try to rappel down the chasm to a safe alcove
>Explore along the rift for a distance
>Turn back from this cursed place

Rolled 89, 76, 28 = 193 (3d100)

>>5125658
>>Try to rappel down the chasm to a safe alcove

Rolled 100, 72, 89 = 261 (3d100)

>>5125658
>Explore along the rift for a distance

Sounds like another exploration mission for tomorrow.

Rolled 93, 37, 99 = 229 (3d100)

>>5125658
If we survive this let's be less suicidal.

>Explore along the rift for a distance

>>5125664
Okay nevermind we're based chadbold. I take back everything I said.

>>5125664
>total valor and glory

I've never been prouder lads.

>>5125658
>Explore along the rift for a distance

>>5125658
>Explore along the rift for a distance

100, 72, 89

The heart throbs in the chest and blood pumps. Lungs are burning and as death nears, you turn to face it. While the massive reptile barrels down on you, a motto you once heard resurfaces in your mind. 'Who dares, wins.'

And so you dare, turning on your heel to leap forth into the jaws of death with your daggers drawn, screaming. The creature clearly did not expect this as you tumble clear over its head and onto its back. You stab down to pierce its hide. Fiercely, you ravage its skin, stabbing again and again, using the blades as grips into the meaty body. It thrashes as projectiles batter its flesh and still you hold on, clambering forward till you meet your prize. Your knives carve bloody rifts into the beast's eyes making colorful sprays of brackish crimson spatter the grey murk of the swamp. A cloud of grey smoke starts to erupt from its mutilated visage, but you continue to savage its delicate organs in this life and death dance.

your limbs feel dull and numb, but eventually, pitifully the blinded creature begins to slow until finally it slumps to the ground, its skull a unrecognizable mess of mangled flesh. You try to stand but exhaustion prevents it. You look down at your arm and find patches of stone covering the scales, stiffening the muscle and sensation. It is there all across your body, but you have thankfully been spared the cruel fate.

What a thrill!....

-(A glorious kill of a mythic creature. One can be chosen)-

>Devour the heart
>To the anvil
>A bloody sacrifice

--------

Together with your faithful and trustworthy companions, you walk along the rift, examining the sights below. really it is a marvel of architecture even if it's all ruined. Even dwarves couldn't have built something like this. So much noise too. You spot some figure moving down below. Their vague black shapes covered in metal and occasional pustules of bright orange fluid stuffs. The magician stands on air and rotates slowly to face you, like one of those funny paintings. While you move along the rift, a familiar sight approaches. Salamanders, crawling up the sides of the cliff like it's nothing. They don't seem to actively want to attack you, but with their numbers and positioning, they'll likely interfere with further walks here. Those things are territorial if anything

>Descend the rift
>Attempt to hunt some salamanders
>Gather metal and return home

>>5127467
With no other context to these options
>Devour the heart
It was between this and sacrifice for me, though the anvil also sounds rad.

>Descend the rift
I wanted to save this for later, but fuck it, I'm game to go down.

>>5127467
>A bloody sacrifice

>Gather metal and return home

Magicians and salamanders are scary

>>5127467
>Devour the heart
Its only right we finish with flourish, we did get a crit and a 99
>Gather metal and return home
This whole place gives bad vibes, the metal this far in should be pretty rust free, id rather we not interfere with the crazy wizard, he makes me uneasy

>>5127467
>A bloody sacrifice

>Gather the metal and return home

>>5127467
If the tie doesn't break go ahead and count my vote as

>Devour the heart

>>5127467
>Devour the heart
>Gather metal and return home

>>5127473
>>5127475
>>5128223
>>5128228
>>5128325

You crawl to the belly of the beast, burrowing into its guts with your knives. With the exhaustion something else comes; hunger. It compels you forward in search of food. Raw and bloody. The heart is still pulsing slightly when you find it. It fights to stay attached until you find yourself digging teeth into the organ while it still beats weakly, attached to the dying creature. It's one of the most satisfying meals you've had in your life. When the dead is done, you lay back covered in blood as the cohort surrounds you, looking down nervously at your red form...

----------------

When you awake, you feel better than you have in a long time. You dreamed of something but you couldn't quite remember it. A mess of scales, blood, and noise. The patches of stone still remain, covering your body like strange scars. A quick stretch has you feeling weird, and you realize your body has changed. Stubby wings sprouting from your back, a rare mutation found extremely rarely in kobold young that brings them closer to their draconic superiors. The dragonwrought are almost always live noteworthy lives, for better or worse. Not only that, curled horns growing from your head. A sign from two of the gods?... It's welcome anyways. You feel great.

The expedition brings back metal and news of the change in environment. That great foreboding chasm and its bustling inhabitants. For some reason you get a bad feeling about the future despite your fortune. Apparently the dragon has gone out and started to hunt for herself. It's strange but nice that she isn't lazing around like a cat anymore, but is it because she feels like you don't feed her well enough or something? Not that it matters... After the recent victories, the kobolds have started to feel extremely confident in the camps abilities. There's talks about demanding wooden lodges or an underground burrow due to our fortune.

>Secondary wall at 2/3 construction progress
>Metal stocks slightly replenished. Crafting of equipment resumes
>Kobolds have started demanding better accommodations
>Leader has mutated. Physical attributes greatly increased
>Basilisk has been butchered. Meat tastes bad, but several organs including two petrification sacs have been acquired

DAY 21
KOBOLDS: 29 (12 Juveniles)
FOOD: Low
MORALE: Confident!

[Choose a subject to focus on]
>Food
>Construction
>Exploration and Military
>Cultural and magic
>Tools and research
>Write-In

>>5128846
>Food
Hunt and expand fish farm
>Construction
Build more houses

>>5128846
>Food
Hunting parties. Hunt something personally with the dragon, some bonding time is in order.
>Construction
Finish the wall, begin construction on houses and burrows.

We'll explore the chasm and research some magic tomorrow, assuming thing remain stable.

>>5128846
>>Food
hunt with dragon

>>5128869
Supporting this one. Let's do some social cohesion shit!

>>5128846
See above for my vote.

>>5128846
>>5128943 +1

>>5128869
support

>>5128853
>>5128869
>>5128943
>>5129094
>>5129275
>>5130088

With food lowering down and the ration bars running out, more hunting is in order. Need some stretching to get these stony muscles to get back into working order too, so you decide to run along with the dragon the next time she decides to go off on her own.

On the subject of construction there's the obvious requirement of materials and labor. The problem with wooden lodges is that you need actual proper lumber, not the stick trees that you find here in the swamp. To get those you'll need to get woodcutting teams up to the forest and the problems with that is obvious. The general opinion of the camp is that we can deal with any threat involved regardless of the realities of the situation. Another option would be a burrow underground, but that will obviously require days of effort. Just getting below the mud layer to some solid earth that won't collapse will be a pain. Could always tell them to suck it up and deal with what they have though, you are pretty intimidating.

>Organize a lumber harvesting squad
>Begin excavation of a burrow
>Live with what you have
>Write-in

>>5130245
>Begin excavation of a burrow

We naturally prefer to live underground after all

>>5130245
>Begin excavation of a burrow

We’ll grab some lumber on our next expedition/raid.

>>5130245
>Begin excavation of a burrow

>>5130245
>Begin excavation of a burrow

>>5130247
>>5130255
>>5130260
>>5131539

It might not be the best location, but it's most convenient. The order is given to start excavation of a burrow. It's going to be a difficult and tedious effort, but you're sure the kobolds can pull it off. Natural burrowers after all. You can even let the hatchlings help out carrying around dirt, fun for the whole clan.

A few go out to hunt for food, including you. Unfortunately for you, this hunting trip involves trying to follow an inconsiderate dragon. She doesn't care to slow down for you and is surprisingly fast for something that lazes around for most of the day. Good thing you've been feeling more athletic than usual... She moves to the south, slinking through the brush and past the stony fruit. Even if it weren't raining at the moment she's surprisingly hard to hear. Didn't know something so large could be so stealthy. After a bit more traipsing about, she stops at a large pond, and before you could catch up, lunges with great speed at something. You break through the underbrush to find her latched on to the face of a giant toad, crushing the poor things skull in her jaws. Really wonder if it was necessary to come along with her. She quickly sets to chewing on the beast and you join her, sitting down at her side.

After a few minutes of sitting down and just watching the dragon eat, a familiar individual walks out of the foliage. The frog witch. "Oh, it's you." She looks at you with bored eyes under that wide-brimmed hat which happens to have several colorful frogs resting on it. "Different looking. Still the same goat lover." She turns her gaze to the large corpse and the dragon snacking on it. "How barbaric for a race that considers itself above all others." She seems quite casual about it all. Is that a basket of mushrooms she's carrying around?...

>Conversation! (Insert subject)
>Lets go home dragon
>Write-in

>>5131811
>I killed a basilisk and got these sweet wings.
>You know anything about a creepy chasm?

>>5131811
>How goes it, neighbor? You all right in your neck of the swamps?
>How's the golden frog doing?
>Mind sharing a bite of those mushrooms with us, as an act of breaking bread? Assuming they aren't insanely poisonous that is.

Yes, I am asking to bond with the frog witch over some shrooms. We need a friend in these swamps, and I think tripping balls together is a good way to achieve that.

>>5131811
>>I killed a basilisk and got these sweet wings.

>>5131811
Conversation! The hatch and everything in it

>>5131822
Support! Build a rapport. Maybe also ask her about the chasm if she seems amiable.

>>5131811

>>5131822
support

>>5131822
"So... You are doing well?..." You awkwardly offer in hopes of striking up a conversation. "Your royal frog as well?"

She frowns at your question. "As fair as can be in these troubling times. The air has become fetid with taint recently. My amphibians do not care for it."

"Hmm? I smell nothing. Feels sort of warmer though."

"I suppose the magic potential in your fibers is wasted on you. Perhaps instead you experienced the shudder of our world's great back? Those who feel the currents of power could sense the abscess buried below that burst its volatile pus to the surface." She starts idly waving her staff around and making circles with it as she talks and you're not sure if it's a conscious effort.

"You mean the chasm to the north? I know of it! Simply another place to plunder of its shiny goods."

"Very confident of a creature of your stature." She's one to talk of height. "A sign of things to come truly. Even my lazy acquaintance has been woken up by the crack's call. I do not look forward to the monthly sabbath with those two..."

"The other two wizards? I see, I see... Would you mind sharing a bite of those mushrooms as good faith?"

The small magician shrugs at your question. "If you wish to wither your organs away, then by all means, partake in these fungi."

"I see..." The dragon huffs at both of you as she lays down and begins preening herself.

>Any favors for a favor?
>Would you mind teaching some magic?
>What do you know about the chasm?
>How are the other two?
>Write-in

>>5134092
>Any favors for a favor?
>> We have materials from a basilisk, probably pretty magically potent.
>Would you mind teaching some magic?
>What do you know about the chasm?

We must tell this witch we killed a basilisk to impress her.

>>5134092
>>What do you know about the chasm?
>Would you mind teaching some magic?

>>5134092
>Any favors for a favor?
>Would you mind teaching some magic?
>What do you know about the chasm?
>How are the other two?

>>5134092
>What do you know about the chasm?
>Discuss the weird sap and basilisk materials, and the contents of the high-tech complex -- would she be interested in any of those materials?

>>5134092
>>5134100 and >>5134377 +1

>>5134100
>>5134123
>>5134241
>>5134377
>>5135974

"We happened to recently kill a basilisk." You pridefully state. "Interested in some of the organs? Oh, and some glow sap stuffs from the forests. For some sort of repayment we might part with them."

"Ah, that thing." She seems unphased by your achievement, how unappreciative. "I wonder how many of your kind died to slay it. Regardless I suppose I would be interested in them. And taking Keshir sap from his forest, how bold of you. I wouldn't recommend doing that again with his waking."

"So you'll take them, yes? For some magical guidance I would consider trading them to you."

"Strange little lizard. Very well, I'll offer you my services. I have limited need of these items, but the prospect amuses me."

-Two options available-
>Magic lessons...
>>Nature spells
>>Alchemy
>>Enchanting
>An enchanted item
>Potions
>Scrolls
>A curse on others
>A favor for later

>>5136873
>A curse on others
Curse the humies!

>>5136873
>>Nature spells
>>Enchanting

I think lessons are rad, though a favor for later is equally tempting. We should save it's bone/skin for the dancing wizard (assuming he isn't in a funk).

>>5136873
>>Nature spells
>>Enchanting

>>5136923
support

>>5136873
>>5136923 +1

>>5136873
>>Enchanting
>A curse on others
Fuck the humies

>>5136899
>>5136923
>>5137134
>>5137254
>>5137400
>>5137488

"Natural spells and the art of enchanting? Very well, I suppose that can be done. Carry on with your business, I shall come to render my services soon enough." She nods her head a little causing a small frog to flop off of it, She curtly turns around, tapping the ground with her staff twice, and walking off. A long line of colorful frogs being to hop out of the pond in a neat line after her.

You look over to the dragon as she stretches out after her meal. Pretty sure that most of the meat is unsalvageable after what she did to the poor animal. Nothing but mangled offal there. Suppose it's time to head home...

-----------------

A new day, new progress. Hunters return with succulent meats, and the laborers have made alright progress on their tunneling. It's not much, but it's a start. Midway through the morning routine, a guard reports to you a slightly concerning event. An absolutely massive toad easily the size of a hut, hopping slowly towards the camp. Only when it comes closer and you spot a familiar figure do you relax. The witch sits on top of the toad, a sizable tent perched on its back.

"You wish to learn the arts, and so I shall provide." She blandly states as you hand over the items she wanted. "I'll give my lessons until I feel the cost has been repaid. I shall stay in this abode until I deem fit to leave, so call upon me when you wish to learn." She bows slightly again, and the toad hops off and plops itself down close to the camp. The kobolds occasionally slack off their work to gawk at the sight.

>Secondary wall at 2/3 construction progress
>Excavation is in progress
>The frog witch is nearby

DAY 22
KOBOLDS: 29 (12 Juveniles)
FOOD: Good
MORALE: Confident

[Choose a subject to focus on]
>Food
>Construction
>Exploration and Military
>Cultural and magic
>Tools and research
>Write-In

>>5139366
>Finish wall
>Learn magic

>>5139366
>Construction
Finish Wall
>Tools and research
Learn Magic

>>5139366
>>5139386 +1

>>5139386
>>5139424
>>5140688

Construction of the wall is bound to be finished up some time around mid day, and soon after the excess labor will be focused on the burrows. You personally, take to the task of learning magic.

Enchanting is the subject of the day. A craft that is supposedly half formula and mathematics, and then half intent and soul, whatever that means. "These patterns are very important. You will need to learn these runes and what they mean thoroughly..." She mumbles to you while measuring and detailing salt lines. "The salt is for containment and focusing. You'll need a second medium for conducting the energy. I assume of course you will choose blood." Well you do know that blood carries great significance. Why shouldn't you use it?

After your hand is pricked and blood is dripped onto specific spots, the next phase begins. "You will need an item to enchant and ingredients as well. Anything will do for the latter, from dirt to valuable gold. Just know that what you put in is what you get out..."

>Try to create something significant (Ingredients and Item needed)
>just practice on mundane items with everyday rubbish
>write-in

>>5140784
>Try to create something significant (Ingredients and Item needed)
>>Item: spear
>>Ingredient: Zap tubes

Lighting spear! Lightning spear!

>>5140784
>Try to create something significant (Ingredients and Item needed)
Dragon scales, fang of the basilisk, dagger.

Maybe the magical wood and sap, and the goo/slime from the lab slimes, if anons are feeling up to it. Maybe all this would be better to do on our armor.

>>5140784
>Try to create something significant
Dragon scales, basilisk fang, spear or dagger

>>5140999
Support

>>5140784
>>5140788 +1

The dragon scales might be better suited for armor

>>5140788
>>5140999
>>5141057
>>5141603
>>5141910

You choose your dagger for the subject of your enchantment. Dragon scales and teeth of the basilisk are placed in a fashion around the blade as the ingredients to this recipe. "Now sit before the sigil. Close the eyes and think about the item and power flowing into it. This meditation can take some time on a first attempt, so be patient."

Doing as instructed you sit there and focus in meditation. Minutes go by and nothing but discouraging silence. It's an hour in when you start to actually sense something. Ethereal strands of power that are more felt conceptually than physically. You're entranced by them for a long time, studying how they flow and the sensations. What makes them retreat and come back. By evening you're finally able to manipulate the magic and send it flowing into the dagger in a rough and forced manner. It's mentally exhausting, but you keep it up until you can feel the presence no more. You pick it up and examine the weapon. The mediocre dagger is now quite fine looking with a sharp serrated edge. A yellowish bone look paints the metal with the hilt wrapped in a green scale kind of material. Overall it looks very nice...

"Acceptable work I suppose." It's more than acceptable! "There you have it then. You will have to practice with methods and formula on your own to learn more. It's a beautiful craft, so treat it with reverence lizard. That will be it for today." You're about to object to the somewhat early end, but A wave of tiredness hits you. Seems like it's a pretty draining process on the body, at least when you're a novice at it. You decide to retire to watching the work crews as they bustle about with their construction efforts.

By the end of the day as you spend some time watching the some duels with the other kobolds, your scouts bring you information. The humans seem to have sent a horse rider off back the way they came, likely to inform their city of what happened here. Unfortunately seems they avoided the traps in place. In other news there are also reports of goblin patrols being spotted getting closer to the camp. Possible issue there. In other news, some people seem to be debating about whether or not the forest is getting... Bigger? Just growing outward over the days. Obviously ridiculous though, trees don't grow that fast...

---------------------

>Secondary wall has been completed!
>Excavation is in progress...
>Dragon tooth dagger has been crafted, properties unknown

DAY 23
KOBOLDS: 29 (12 Juveniles)
FOOD: Okay
MORALE: Doing fine

>>5142307
Feh, forgot last part

[Choose a subject to focus on]
>Food
>Construction
>Exploration and Military
>Cultural and magic
>Tools and research
>Write-In

>>5142308
>Exploration and Military
Time to scout, maybe even a cheeky raid on the goblin patrols or humans if we're feeling up for it. I'm mainly interested in the chasm though.

>>5142308
>Exploration and diplomacy
Let's see if the goblins will form an alliance of convenience against the humies

>>5142308
>Cultural and magic
Do experiments with the lightning tubes and stab something with the dagger to see what it does.

The other two votes seem to want to do exploration so that leaves a slot open since we usually pick two areas

>>5142308
>>Exploration and Military

>>5142616
>>5142668
>>5142744
>>5143147

You decide that your time today is best spent on dealing with your neighbors. You Form up the standard squad of twelve with you leading of course. Been feeling that you need to take a more active role lately. More glory that way. Everyone has had enough time to get their equipment made too, so you're all much better put together than the average kobold fighting force. If only you had the population to keep up fighting these days. That's that and this is this though, so to war you go. You take a jar of organs for good luck as you head out to...

>Hunt down a goblin patrol
>March through the forest
>Scout the human camp again
>Explore a specific direction
>Write-in

>>5144827
>Hunt down a goblin patrol

>>5144827
>Hunt down a goblin patrol

>>5144827

>Hunt down a goblin patrol

>>5144861
>>5144841
>>5144839

The hummies are fairly under control from what you understand, but the gobbos are an unknown factor that you don't care to underestimate. you and your cohort march along the borders of your territory keeping watch out for any patrols that might pass by. Looking at the terrain of the swamp it's a sort of strange feeling to realize that you consider this place your home, even with its sogginess...

Hours pass by with no encounters, and you're starting to believe that there's nothing to find out here when you spot some movement. Obscured due to tumultuous and uneven terrain, and your band come very close to an opposing goblin patrol about 22 strong. Both sides scramble into position, readying to face each other. Their leader, a goblin with a pointy hat in scrappy leather armor riding a large spider hisses orders. "Git 'em! Git 'em ya sods!" The other goblins seem to be a mish mash of equipment and various leathery goods, though there seems to be a dedicated portion making a ranged line with blowguns and small bows. Another is armed with large unwieldy, but dangerous hammers.

-2 Canopic jar charges available-
>Reckless Charge
>Defensive Formation
>Ranged Skirmishing
>Write-in

3d100 for combat results

Rolled 33, 87, 89 = 209 (3d100)

>>5146183
>Ranged Skirmishing

Rolled 33, 62, 47 = 142 (3d100)

>>5146183
>Ranged Skirmishing

Rolled 4, 23, 27 = 54 (3d100)

>>5146183
>Reckless Charge

Rolled 86, 49, 67 = 202 (3d100)

>>5146259
With rolls like those, it really IS reckless.

>>5146262
Woops, didn't mean to roll. Forgot to clear my options field. Ignore the above, as I already rolled and cast a ballot.

>>5146259
>>5146192
>>5146188

33, 87, 89

Everyone scatters to avoid melee combat while readying their slings. The goblins get the first volley off, sending arrows and darts your way and peppering your kobolds. The first sling volley takes down two and injures others luckily, but the hammerers continue to pursue melee. Their chieftan, perched on his spider shakes a staff angrily at you, cursing in some green tongue. You would dismiss it as worthless nonsense, but you sense a tugging in the air, and materializing from the aether a spectral web descends on a group of bolds, tying them in place and preventing them from fleeing. A spellcaster is a problem.

>Form rank and charge
>Personal melee charge
>Counter spelling
>Defensive ring

3d100 Bo3

Rolled 58, 86, 50 = 194 (3d100)

>>5147422
>Counter spelling

>>5147422
>Personal melee
>Fly above the battle and descend on the spellcaster

Rolled 83, 42, 36 = 161 (3d100)

>>5147513
Forgot to roll

Rolled 39, 30, 41 = 110 (3d100)

>>5147422
>Counter spelling