>>5109815
>>"I'm just a normal guy"

>>5109815
>"I'm just a normal girl, but not like the others"

>>5109815
>"I'm a discord mod"
Now bring me the loli catgirls.

>>5109815
> I am a QM on 4chan /QST/
>My name is Elsweyr

>>5109815
>>"I'm based, is what I am"
Based? based on what?

>>5109815
>"I'm a microcelebrity on an obscure meme site"

Ifunny will rule the world

>>5109850
you piece of shit delete this

>>5109815
>"I'm based, is what I am"

>>5109868
Yes you are mister tiebreaker.

>>5109868
>>5109841
Alright, locked
update coming up

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"VERY WELL"
Str: 9
Wis: 12
Int: 12
Con: 8
Dex: 10
Cha: 7
Feat: Autism - Upon level up, gain a permanent +1 to the Base Stat most used between levels.
XP: 0/100

As you regain consciousness, you notice the scenery has changed. For one, you can breathe again, and the air here smells quite salty, fishy even. You're lying on a floor much harder than before, no soft, moving parts. While you do feel damp still, the burning sensation is gone.
Your eyes are yet closed, but people are talking around you, talking about you, until one of them decides to gently kick your head.

>wake up proper
>stay half asleep
>[play dead] (deception)

>>5109926

>Play dead
Gotta play it safe boys

>>5109926
>[play dead] (deception)
DO NOT INTERRUPT NAP TIME

>>5109926
>[play dead] (deception)

>>5109944
>>5109933
>>5109929
Alright, decision locked

quick rundown of how democratic rolling works

you all make your roll
I take the arithmetic average
If it's between 5 and 16 I count the roll closest to the average
if it's 5 or below, I grab the lowest roll
if it's 16 or above, I grab the highest roll

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>5109966
What is math

>>5109990
Welp we don't need to roll then.

>>5109990
well, since no one wants to roll, I guess I'll lock this one
just so you can't exploit this, I'll be adding my own rolls in the future

update coming up soon

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After a bunch of kicking, the people around you notice that you don't respond in the slightest, you're seemingly not even taking a breath.
In your state of utter concentration to keep up the charade, you overhear one of them saying
"Well, more food for the fishes"
believing you to be genuinely dead.
after a little bit of a commotion following this statement, at least two of them grab you by your head and feet, carrying you someplace else.
The smell of salt and fish persists.

>continue napping
>get up for real this time

>>5110081
>get up for real this time

>>5110081
>get up for real this time

>>5110081
>get up for real this time

>>5110081
>>continue napping

>>5110081
>get up for real this time

>>5110176
>>5110165
>>5110163
>>5110157
>>5110088
alright, decision locked
I'll update you tomorrow, I go sleep now

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After ensuring you have been presumed dead, you finally let down your guard enough to consider rising. You get up and take a closer look at the scenery around you.
While it felt like it before, it would be fairly safe to assume that you are in some kind of storage room.
There's some crates here and a couple of barrels, the fishy smell of the place could be in indicator of their contents, or it's just the place smelling like that in general.
The walls and floor alike, seem to be made out of wooden planks, and there's a lantern overhead.
Either way, you are up and about, ready to do something, anything, really.

>Look for the exit
>Search the crates and barrels
>Make yourself comfortable
>Do something else {write-in}

>>5110750
>>Search the crates and barrels
Could do with a bite to eat.

>>5110750
>Search the crates and barrels

>>5110754
>>5110766
decision locked
update soon

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You search around, trying to pry open some of the containers you see before you. Starting with the crates, they turn out to be a mixed bag, you can't open half of them, and the others are empty.
You move onto the Barrels and find you can open them with ease, their lids have convenient handles.
Looking inside, you find nothing but fish, embedded in salt.
Touching a few of them, it appears they're raw, probably all of them.
You don't know what you were expecting, and close the containers again.

>Look for the exit
>Make yourself comfortable
>Grab a fish
>Do something else {write-in}

>>5110861
>Grab a fish

Shushi

>>5110861
>>Look for the exit
Dont wanna get caught stealing someone elses fish.

>>5110861
>Look for the exit

>>5110930
>>5110915
locked for tomorrow
goodnight

You look around the room for a bit, and sure enough, opposite side of the crates, practically behind you, was a door this whole time.
You enter, or rather exit the door, finding yourself on the outside. Fresh, salty air, a clear blue sky and more wooden floor.
You're probably on some sort of ship, just what kind you don't know.
A tanned stickfigure with some funny clothes on, spots you and screams their ... lungs?...out, jumping overboard, panicked.

>ignore this
>talk your way out of it
>be confused
>jump in after them
>call for help
>do something else {write-in}

//sorry for no picture, busy day

>>5112074
>talk your way out of it

>>5112074
>>be confused
Whats going on????????

>>5112074
>talk your way out of it

Come here little Stigger, we mean no harm!

>>5112253
>>5112121
alright, locked

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The sound of a scream quickly turned into a commotion with all the weird looking people suddenly upon you. A few of them accuse you of causing this accident, the others just stare at you in disbelief, but you can't fathom why.

>[Come clean]
>[Make up excuses]
>[Confuse them]
>[Pick a fight]
>[Do something else] {write-in}

>>5112564
>[Confuse them]

>>5112564
>>[Confuse them]
4X4P8

>>5112876
>>5112607
arlght, locked
go make your rolls

Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>5112958
Dice 1d100 right?

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>5112958
fugggg

>>5113194
d20, as specified in the rules

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>5113230
Ok, I will try to remember that from now on.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

balance roll

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>5112958

>>5113258
>>5113254
>>5113236
>>5113220
alright rolls are locked

(8+10+14+17) / 3 - 2 will be your result

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With your panicked words having no effect on these worldly men, you instead try to confuse them with your actions.
You hold out your arms and place your right hand above your left.
With a quick gesture you apparently "remove" the tip of your left index finger from your hand and shortly after place it back where it belongs.

These men don't know what to make of this and simply clap at your performance, after which they seem far more amicable toward you, one even offers you a pair of spare pants.

>accept the pants
>deny the pants
>"wait, I was naked?"
>say something else {write-in}

>>5113308
>accept the pants

>>5113308
>accept the pants

from here on, I will mark rolls with an [R] instead of just [ ], so you can roll while making choices
I think this is gonna save all of us a lot of time

>accept the pants

>>5113308
>>accept the pants
What color are the pants?

>>5113334
generic blue probably

>>5113346
Probably but imagine if they gave us some other color since we are like a magician or a entretainer or something like that.

>>5113334
>>5113313
>>5113312
alright, locked
update coming soon

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Naturally, you don't skip out on such an offer, and with a winning smile, you accept this gift, putting it on.

You have acquired:
[Shorts Blue]
+1 HP on wearer

With that, there's nothing really left to do, you're on a ship after all, and despite being surrounded by people, you are very much stranded.

>Go and socialize
>Ask people about stuff
>Check out the ship
>Do something else {write-in}

>>5113599
>>Go and socialize
Goddamn we look good, might as well meet the crew.

>>5113602
>+1

>>5113599
>>>Go and socialize
Yeah, and our sex appeal will only increase as our skin gets tanned by the sun. B-because there are waifus on the ship right?

>>5113599
>Go and socialize

>>5113768
We never fully determined what we were aside from autistic, so we could be a hidden sticwaifu ourselves.

>>5114035
>>5113768
>>5113613
>>5113602
alright, locked
update coming soon

>>5114095
oh shit...
I wonder how will we socialize while autistic. Maybe it is very well welcomed, like with the finger trick

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Wanting to make the best of your situation, you try and strike up a conversation with the people onboard, but soon realize they mostly ignore you.
Ready to give up, you spot one crew member just staring out into the deep blue, you slide in with a simple "Hey, how ya doin'?"

The sailor, unfazed by your introduction, gives you a short glance, before going back to staring at the sea.

While he didn't ignore you completely, this isn't much better.

>"Not one for conversation are you?"
>"Alright, I'll leave you to it..."
>"Damn, okay."
>[R] Say something else {write-in}

>>5114170
>>[R] Say something else {write-in}
*firmly tap his shoulder, keeping eye contact and smile to signify that yo are friendly. Proceed to roll your shoulders and stretch your neck while saying "maan, what a fine day it is today". Then nonchalantly lean on the rails and imitate his expression while staring at the sea. "So, what were you thinking about?"

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>5114172
ah, I can roll right away derp

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>5114172
Support, hoping for a better dice roll

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>5114172

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>5114172
Me roll too!

>>5114332
I'm going to kill myself.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>5114332
>>5114299
>>5114205
>>5114173
alright then, it's locked in
here's the QM balance roll

>>5114336
fakiu and your roll

sorry this is taking so long, but I can't think of a reasonable drawing to make for this
so uh, update in a minute

You hit the sailor in the shoulder, while giving him your best death-stare, confident that he will be compelled to listen.
You roll your shoulders back and forth and crack your neck.
"Man, what a fine day it is today."
Leaning back on the guard rail, you attempt to make a sulky face, but instead look like you creamed your pants.

Concerned for his, and your well-being, he takes a glance at your crotch, before leaving, disturbed.

>wander around the deck
>ask someone for a place to sleep
>try bothering someone else
>do something else {write-in}

>>5117299
>>wander around the deck
Nice dubs.

>>5117308
>+1

>>5117299
>wander around the deck

>>5118024
>>5117453
>>5117308
alright locked for tomorrow

>>5117299
>staring at a man's balls
baka

After the previous embarrassment you wander around the ship's deck a little, enjoying the...scenery? It's just water, a lot of it, everywhere.
Actually, is it really?
You walk up to the head and take a closer look, right next to a mate scrubbing the place.

>[R] "that looks like land"
>[R] "hey, do you know if that's land?"
>do something else {write-in}

>>5119985
>do something else {write-in}
Ask the scrubbing mate where the ship is going.

>>5119989
>+1

>>5119989
yeah, that's better

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>>5119989
>>5120027
>>5120107
You ask the mate where this ship is heading, and without even thinking about it, he tells you "we's goin' back ta port, whut else?"
when asked where that is precisely, he just points out to the sea in front of you
"ya see that? them's fiya moun'ins"
you then ask him where those fire mountains are
and he just looks at like as if you were retarded
"you's not from roun' these parts are ye?"
no, no you aren't
"you ain't neva hear of bu'ahfly island?"
how would you have heard of them, if you aren't from around here?
he just shrugs it off and says "well, we's goin' there, so ye bedduh gets ta know the place, cain't keep ya 'ere ye know?"

>ask him how long until we're there
>ask if you can do anything around here
>ask for a bed
>do something else {write-in}

>>5120859
>>ask if you can do anything around here
Might as well try to be useful while we are here, nobody likes someone more than a useful dude.

>>5120890
>+1

>>5120890
>>5120859
Screw that we aren't helping nobody.
>Do something else. Look for food and other valuables

>>5120859
>ask if you can do anything around here

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>>5121655
>>5120997
>>5120890
After being so helpful, you return the favor and ask the mate what you could do to help him.
He hands you the mop and points you to the bucket next to him. "You can do this."
You accept the task given to you and proceed to clean the deck for the remainder of the journey.

Partway through, one of the sailors shares his tack with you, another gives you his almost empty rum bottle, there's maybe a sip and a half in there still.

Before long, you arrive at the port town, you didn't really get a good look at it, since you were focusing on the floor, but now you're off-ship and a friendly sailor proudly introduces you to his home town.

"Well, Mr Fish Meal, we's here at last. This be Malkun, me hometown. Port ain't much to look at, but once you's inside the the walls, you'll never want to leave, that is if you can find the gates, haha. Don't get lost, Mr."

>ask him a few things about the place
>make your way into the city
>explore the port area
>do something else {write-in}

>>5122105
>explore the port area

>>5122105
>>explore the port area
Lets check out the whorehouse

>>5122105
>>explore the port area

>>5122347
>>5122189
>>5122168
(sorry for the delay, work killed me)

Since you're new to the place, you figure it's a good idea to just explore for a bit. This is just the port after all.
Walking around, you notice just how busy the place is, there are more docks than you can count, and more flamboyantly dressed people than just the two from earlier. Aside from that, the sheer mass of people going in and out of the place captures your attention as well. Thousands of people, going about their business in this gigantic port.
The port itself however, isn't much to look at, it's just a flat surface with docks on one side and a never-ending wall on the other.
Occasionally there's a small hut in front of a couple of docks, where people seem to wait in line for something, while carrying barrels and crates.
In such a busy place, you experience a cacophony of different conversations as you pass by.
A few of them seem so outlandish to you that you remember what little you could hear.
A conversation about a missing ghost.
A big burly man threatening people with flexes.
A little girl insisting she didn't destroy some place.
A crusade of some sort going on nearby.
A disease that makes you black.
And a revolution happening somewhere.
Okay that last one is pretty normal, actually, but you heard it a lot and weirdly, the ghost thing too.

>go ask the big man what this is about flexing
>go ask little girl what happened to the place
>investigate the ghost thing
>investigate the revolution
>investigate the crusade thing
>investigate the disease thing
>continue walking down the port
>do something else {write-in}

>>5124468
>Investigate the ghost thing
Busting feels good

>>5124468
>>investigate the crusade thing
Deus vult?

>>5124468
>investigate the ghost thing
Yeah! A missing ghost... one would assume you don't want to FIND them

>>5124834
>>5124660
Thinking about it, wanting to find a ghost seems pretty stupid, maybe you misheard something.
You find a spot to hang out at and wait until you hear somebody talking about this ghost and then do...something, It's the perfect plan

Only a few minutes later, do two people talk about this topic right in front of you, you're in ear shot of their conversation

>[R] interrupt them to ask straight up
>[R] listen closely to their conversation
>[R] listen idly and follow one of them later
>[R] do something else {write-in}

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>5124865
>>[R] listen closely to their conversation
Alright let's see how it gos

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>5124865
>[R] listen closely to their conversation

Rolled 19 (1d20)

QM balance roll

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>5124865
>[R] listen closely to their conversation

>>5125704
>>5124880
>>5124877
You listen in on what they're saying.
"[...] ghost king has disappeared!"
"no way [...] think that might lead to war?"
"[...] know is that [...] is calling for [...] intervention"
"if [...] gets back here, I'll enlist, that's for sure"
"you think you'll survive?"
"I'd sooner die for the Lich than for [...] I tell ya that"
soon, the rest of the conversation starts to drown in the noise of a busy port, and you take your leave.

>enter the city to find out more
>you've heard enough, look into something else
>that sounds stupid, listen to another conversation
>do something else {write-in}

>>5125788
die for the lich? So uh, fighting with or against it?
>enter the city to find out more
a city! Good place to get shanked in

>>5125822
with

>>5125788
>enter the city to find out more

War! WAAAAAR AND LICHES AND SHIT!

>>5125822
>+1

>>5125788
>enter the city to find out more

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>>5127343
>>5125955
>>5125911
>>5125822
Hooked by the ghost king story, you make your way into the city to learn more about him.
After locating the gate leading from the port to the inside, you find yourself in a deep darkness.
It's not just the gate house that's this dark, the whole city is.
The roofs of circular skyscrapers form a ceiling above the city, with only a small, continuous slit of daylight shining through, along the middle of the street.
The residents all seem to avoid direct contact with daylight, safe for one person dressed like those sailors.
Come to think of it, humans don't have long, pointy ears like those people. Maybe that's why they stay out of the sun?

In any case, this place looks pretty bleak, and not just for the fact it's dark in here.

this one is entirely write-in
what do you do?

you know what, I'll offer you a default option, should nothing get picked by tomorrow

>ask random people about the ghost king

>>5127503
>Knock on doors, Ask around where the king is
Gotta check if this sick ass skeleton ghost king is the real deal after all

>>5127503
>Ask random person what this place is since you are new around these parts.
Hopefully we dont get scammed somehow.

>>5127503
>ask the grey femoid

Use our natural male charisma to get info

>>5127503
>>5127644 +1

>>5127662
>>5127644
alright, locked

Based as you are, your first instinct is to approach the f*male for information, surely all that overthinking and jumping to conclusions helps her with collecting gossip and the like.
As you approach however, the ambient noise around you gets quieter, or so it seems at least.
With every step, the conversation between the w*man and her better is getting louder and clearer, they are definitely yelling at each other.
Upon your arrival, the last line you hear is "well, then I'll get myself a 'fuck buddy' too, asshole!"
You approach her casually, and as she takes notice of your presence, grabs your arm and says "hey, Sailor Boy, you ever did it with an Ash Elf?" with a mix of seductiveness and malice.

>be gone thot
>I just wanted to ask something, but okay
>uh, no
>sure, how much?
>ew
>no, but I'm down for it

>>5127921
>>no, but I'm down for it
Fuckit.

>>5127921
>Did what ? Look I just wanna ask something

>>5127934
is that a vote for the 2nd option?

>>5127942
Sure

>>5127921
>no, but I'm down for it

Call her an N'wah affectionately, she won't recognize it but it's funny

Also we can get plenty info with the power of dicking

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>>5127962
>>5127927
"no" you say "but I'm down for it"
the man stares daggers at you for your willingness to participate, the f*male meanwhile, gives him a smug grimace in response.

"oh is that what we're doing now, yeah, bitch?"
the agitated man takes off his shirt and gets into a fighting stance
"I'll show you a 'good' husband"
the woman eeks and hides behind you
"hey, protect me, sailor boy! you're strong, right?"

a small crowd has already formed around the scene and the people up in the windows are whistling and jeering in anticipation of a fight.

>[R] fight the guy
>[R] talk your way out of this
>[R] run away
>[R] do something else {write-in}

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>5128080
>[R] fight the guy
Time to put all of our expertise we gained in this epic adventure

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>5128080
>[R] fight the guy
"What's your deal ?"

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>5128080
>>[R] fight the guy
Our superior dexterity will keep us safe from any blow!

Rolled 6 (1d20)

QM balance roll

>>5128222
>>5128097
>>5128089
Giving into the pressure around you, you raise your fists and accept the challenge.
You swing at each other simultaneously, and while you miss, the Elf lands a light blow on you.

"What's wrong, wheat monger? Don't have the strength to put up a fight?"

(TL Note: 'wheat monger' is a racial slur, in reference to Humans' generally vegetarian diet)

>[R] Attack again
>[R] Pretend to yield
>[R] Mock him back
>[R] Run away

>>5128820
>R] Mock him back
“Don’t get too cocky, fish breathe, I’m just getting started.”

>>5128820
>[R] Mock him back

"If you used that sharp tongue to pleasure your wife instead of other men, we wouldn't have to be here!"

Destroy him

>>5129093
>>5128854
where are your rolls?

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>5129188
Forgot

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>5129188
I have autism

Rolled 15 (1d20)

alright, QM balance roll

You call the knife ear a niggerfaggot. Unaware of what it means however, it confuses him more than anything.
While it takes him out of the action for a moment, he regains his anger before you could make use of the situation.
In the heat of the moment however, he forgot to attack you.

>[R] Attack
>[R] Run away
>[R] Distract him
>[R] Wait and counter

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>5129362
>[R] Attack
"Ningenfarot beware"

>>5129362
>>[R] Attack

>>5129406
roll niggy

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>5129433
):<
your a barleymonger

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>5129362
>[R] Attack

ONE PUNCH

Rolled 5 (1d20)

QM balance roll inbound

Each of you throw punches back and forth, but inexperienced as either of you are, your swings fly past one another. None of you is sure whether this is due to the shared incompetence at unarmed combat, or the mutual dodges taking place.
In any event however, you miss.

>[R] Attack
>[R] Run Away
>[R] Go for the Eyes
>[R] Try something stupid {write-in}

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>5129556
>[R] Go for the Eyes
We gotta try something new

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>5129556
>[R] Go for the Eyes

Blind this swit, preferably with dirt.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>5129567
Sorry wrong dice

>>5129571
>>5129567
It was fate that gave you this 8.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>5129556
>[R] Go for the Eyes

Rolled 6 (1d20)

QM balance roll

You and your opponent are, at this point, just stumble-dancing around each other. The crowd around you is cheering at this miserable display of "martial arts". And as the both of you go in for another strike, you miss, but the Elf trips, leaving him wide open for brutal punishment.

(Rolls with either advantage or disadvantage are represented by a x2 or x3 roll, depending on the severity)

>[Rx2] Throw an uppercut
>[Rx2] Deliver a roundhouse kick
>[Rx2] Try something stupid {write-in}
>[Rx2] Leave

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>5129603
>[Rx2] Throw an uppercut
Knockout!!!

Rolled 8, 19 = 27 (2d20)

>>5129607
roll twice, like so
advantage means I pick the bigger number
disadvantage means the smaller number
(this my balance roll btw)

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>5129603
>[Rx2] Deliver a roundhouse kick
Gotta honour Chuck

Rolled 6, 8 = 14 (2d20)

>>5129603
>[Rx2] Deliver a roundhouse kick

YOU MADE YOUR LAST MISTAKE, N'WAH

Rolled 19, 13 = 32 (2d20)

>>5129612
>>5129614
ok

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>5129614
I did two in the bar... :(
Here's another one

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>5129612
Ah ok

Rolled 13, 7 = 20 (2d20)

>>5129624
Dammit

Channeling your inner kung fu enjoyer in a moment of clarity, you deliver a roundhouse kick to his left cheek, accompanied by an awe-inspiring "yee haw"
Knocked out and on the ground, the Elf is defeated and utterly humiliated.
The crowd bursts out cheering and huddles onto you, like a champion that just won a match.
While they lift you up in celebration, the girl that cowered behind you at the start of the this brawl, is now tending to her man, who you've kicked unconscious.

As the crowd puts you down and dissipates, the uneasy sense of peace returns to the streets.

>Try and help the couple
>Ask the girl about the ghost king
>[R] Unironically hit on her
>[R] Look for someone else to ask
>Do something else {write-in}

>>5129676
>Try and help the couple
Let's help her get her swit husband home, then we can ask and also mooch a snack

>>5129676
>Try and help the couple

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>5129676
>>[R] Look for someone else to ask
Nah... Let's use our sUpErIor WisDoM and look for someone that can be of use. Of help I mean

>>5129713
>>5129679
You approach the unconscious man, as you do the woman, squatting by his side, looks up at you and says "Hey Sailor Boy, I'm sorry to say this now, but I didn't actually want to....ya know, it was just a heat of the moment thing I-"
you raise your hand in a silencing gesture, and give her a slow blink with a minute nod. Picking up the body of her husband, you ask where to take him; She guides you to one of those skyscrapers, just a few minute's walk from here.
She opens the door and walks up to a door-sized hole in the wall, in which appears to be an extremely slow elevator that never stops.
You wonder whether this contraption is entirely mechanical or if these people know electricity.
In any case, you enter the elevator with her, and after a 5 minute ride, you reach the 8th floor.
Here, the elf lady opens the right-most door and waves you inside.
"The bed is on the left side, you can put him down there."
Which is precisely what you do.
You watch as she walks over to what looks like a kitchen, and starts pumping water into a bucket.
She carries the bucket to the bed, along with a pewter cup and a piece of cloth.
You standby and watch as she wets the cloth and puts it on his forehead.
Out of courtesy, you ask if there's anything else you can do before leaving.
"You could open the window and stay for a while"
As requested, you open the window, giving you the opportunity to get a good look at the streets down below. You take a seat afterward and wait for the husband to awaken.

A few hours pass, and the light of the sun in the middle of the street is no longer there.
The woman has fallen asleep on the bedside.
In this time, what little damage you had taken during the fight, has healed.

Upon the elf man's regaining of consciousness, he appears far more amicable than he did before. He wakes his woman and together they come to the table to announce that, for dragging you into their domestic conflict, they'll cook you a good meal as an apology.

>Accept their hospitality
>Decline politely
>Do something else {write-in}

>>5130312
>Accept their hospitality

We domesticated him by fighting him, it's like pokemon

>>5130312
>>Accept their hospitality
Damn I wonder what they are making

>>5130312
>Accept their hospitality

>>5130529
>>5130438
>>5130361
With a smile, you tell them "I'm looking forward to it" and remain patiently seated. After a while they serve a dinner unlike anything you've ever seen before. A clear green soup, some blue drink, and yellow spinach stuff.
You look at them for a bit, they're not eating. A minute of staring later, they realize you're not from around here, and ask you to eat first, it is customary for guests to do so.
You take a bite of the spinach thing, and despite its looks, it tastes like fruit salad.

Your hosts now begin to eat as well.

>Ask them about the food
>Ask them about the ghost king
>Ask them about the city
>Make some small talk
>Do something else {write-in}

>>5130911
>>Ask them about the city
LORE

>>5130911
>Ask them about the city

>>5130911
>Ask them about the city
Let's start with this one, also could we ask the names of our new friends here

>>5130917
>>5130914
"So, uh, what kinda place is this city?" you ask
and without hesitation, they answer "A shithole" in unison.
"Aside from that, I mean" you reply.
The man picks up from there "It's the biggest city in the world, I guess."
"But what about Fredricksburg?" his wife interjects.
"When's the last time you've seen someone FROM fredricksburg?"
"That's easy uh....I...actually...never...huh"
"Yeah, that's why they don't count. So uh... yeah Malkun is pretty big"
"How big?" you ask
"Well, far as I'm aware, entire kingdoms have fewer people than this city."
"That's pretty big" you say
"Yeah, and look at us, all crammed up in these tower dwellings, I hate it here."
"Told you we should have stayed in the desert." his wife quips
"Very funny."

"Does the whole city look like this?" you ask
"Oh no" the woman replies "that's just where us normal folk live, the rich and the nobles have most of the city for themselves."
"Yeah, rent there is so obscene, they wage over apartments." the man adds
"Aside from this, we don't really know much. she continues "we've only moved in recently when the war back home got out of hand."
"I wish father made it too" the man sobs.
"Don't worry, we'll be able to go back soon" she consoles him
"Go back where?" you blurt out
"Underground?" she says, confused
"Underground?" you ask
"Oh you're not from the isles, Sailor Boy?"
"I'm not a sailor"
"But your uniform"
"A sailor gave me his spare pants"
"Why would he do that?"
"I didn't have anything else"
"Oh you poor thi-"
"So, what are you, an addict, a vagabond?"
You blank on the question and shrug, you frankly don't know what you are.
You explain that you've simply woken up on a ship the other day and haven't slept since

The elves feeling sorry for you, offer you theirs for the night.
"Don't worry about it, this is when it's daytime for us"

>Refuse their offer
>Accept their hospitality once more
>Finish your meal and ask something else

>>5131147
wage war over apartments*

>>5131147
offer you their bed*

>>5131147
>Finish your meal and ask something else

Preferably some wider context about where we are, like the continent, the country, etc

>>5131147
>Accept their hospitality once more

>>5130361
kek

>>5131147
>>Accept their hospitality once more
I mean, it doesn't hurt to perform a Long Rest and heal any Hit Points, plus to recover any Dice and recharge any Skills that we might have spent...

If we want to find out what the fuck we are doing here, I think it's best if we interrogate the sailors from the ship we came from.

>>5131198
>>5131484
You take them up on their offer, but continue the conversation for a few more minutes.
They suggest that, if you're looking for more information, you should visit a library, the Man can take you there tomorrow.
You nod and soon after, go to bed.

As you lie there, dreaming of a world very unlike this one, you wonder whether this is where you came from, and the words of the elven man ring through your head in a familiar voice
"WHAT ARE YOU"

>I'm a warrior of unmatched strength
>I'm a man of God
>I'm a hero of the people
>I'm a champion of justice
>I'm a man of the streets
>I'm a working man
>I'm a scholar
>I'm no one special
>I'm of mixed birth
>I'm...me?

>>5131877
>I am based

>>5131878
no no no, that was "who are you"
this is "what are you"

if nothing gets picked, I'll roll a d10 to pick randomly

>>5132041
>I'm a working man
ok fine, everyone else is probably asleep though.

>>5131877
>I'm a man of God

>>5131877
>I'm a scholar

>>5132082
>>I'm a man of God
Switching to this, sounds cooler in retrospect.

>>5132328
>>5132082

"I'm a man of God..." you say, with wavering confidence

"SO IT SHALL BE" the familiar voice answered

You ask it what that means exactly, but receive no answer. You introspect to find your own answer, what does being a man of god mean?

>To make a better world
>To preserve people's smiles
>To devote yourself to God
>To help in overcoming hardships

>>5132574
>To make a better world

>>5132574
>>To make a better world

>>5132574
>To help in overcoming hardships

>>5132599
>>5132580
After pondering for what feels like eternity, you have reached a conclusion
"I'm a man of God, my duty is to the world"

"IT IS DECIDED" the familiar voice booms

Str: 9
Dex: 10
Con: 8
Int: 12
Wis: 12
Cha: 7 +1
Feats:
Autism - Upon level up gain a permanent +1 to the Base Stat most used between levels

Servant of the Earth - When you chose this Domain at 1st level, you gain proficiency in the Primordial language, and the ability to once a day cast Rock Armor upon yourself for the duration of 1 hour.
(rock armor effect in separate post)

As you wake up, you feel more confidence as a person.
Noticing you're awake, the elves wish you a good morning, although it is still dark outside.
"Come to think of it, we didn't even introduce ourselves yesterday. I'm Bylon" says the male
"And I'm Dequita" says the female "What's your name?"

>your name {write-in}

>>5132805
Josh.

>>5132805
Walter

>>5132810
Support, fits our Occupation thematically

>>5132805
Rock Armor:
You touch any surface made of ore, mineral or stone, while not wearing armor, and morph it into a protective layer around your body.
Your AC becomes 15 and have disadvantage on stealth checks while encased. The spell cannot be dismissed.

>>5132843
>The spell cannot be dismissed.
Does this means we will have to manually remove it?

>>5132879
I think that we have to use it for the full duration

>>5132903
correct

>>5132810
>>5132829
"Oh uh...my name, right." you ponder for a moment "Josh, my name is Josh"
"Well, then Josh, come have some dinner with us, or I guess breakfast for you"
you join them at the dinner table once again and have a healthy breakfast of...green stuff. You still don't know what any of this food actually is, but it's palatable at least.

Afterward breakfast, Bylon reminds you of the offer to take you to a library, that is if you've got nothing else to do.

>Take him up on the offer
>Ask if he can get you to a Church instead
>Decline and explore the city on your own
>Something autistic {write-in}

>>5134180
>>Take him up on the offer
Reading arch!

>>5134180
>>Take him up on the offer
more like >lmao I can't read any of this ark

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>>5134345
>>5134287
You shake your head, of course you've got nothing else to do, so you let Bylon guide you to a library.
Instead of waiting in the elevator, the two of you take the stairs winding around the elevator shaft. Once outside, you follow the street ahead. While it winds many times, you only turn right once, then to the left, across an open space, and to the right again. After that, you simply continue to follow the road along until you reach another, smaller, open space and are greeted by a large triangular building.

"This is it, that's the nearest library. Have fun while you're there."

You push open the enormous doors to enter, once inside you are met with towers upon towers of books, conveniently accessible with ladders, stairs and bridges.
You turn to the receptionist and begin to feel uneasy.

>[R] fight the uneasiness
>[R] ignore the receptionist
>this is probably because you've never touched a book before

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>5134494
>>[R] fight the uneasiness
Is the receptionist spooky or something?

>>5134494
>This is probably because you've never touched a book before

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>5134494
>>[R] fight the uneasiness
Hold the spaghetti

Rolled 2 (1d20)

balance roll inbound

>>5134503
>>5134801
You concentrate on this sense of doom overcoming you, but overwhelms and paralyzes you. Despite your best efforts, you could not resist the pressure exerted upon your mind.
A minute later however, the pressure is lifted and the receptionist stands before you.
"Welcome to Saint Hulgan Library, Father Josh. Mind if I help you with your search? I rarely get the pleasure of talking to colleagues."

>wait, who are you?
>uh, sure
>no, what did you do to me?!
>say something else {write-in}

>>5134827
>>wait, who are you?
Whom is this colleague .

>>5134827
>>wait, who are you?
colleages?
this library is consacrated to a saint?
polytheism? we got mind-readed right here and there? That means this person knows that we are an isekai shonnen protagonist

>>5134827
>>wait, who are you?

>>5134836
>>5134827
Actually I am changing my vote.
>say something else {write-in}
>Give her a piece of your mind "Hey that was fucking rude"

>>5134827
>wait, who are you?

>>5134842
>>5134830
>>5134873
The receptionist already took a few steps toward a book tower, before you stop him and ask "who are you?"
"Oh? Did I forget again? Sorry about that. I'm Irvin Glassmaker, a servant of the god of knowledge. Do forgive me for the unannounced mind-reading, it's a bad habit."

>whatever, just show me what I need
>I'll be fine on my own, thanks
>but why? why would you do that?
>say something else {write-in}

>>5134880
>but why? why would you do that?

Rude!

>>5134880
>but why? why would you do that?

>>5134893
>>5135088
You look at him dumbfounded and ask "But why? why would you do that?"

"That's....that's my job? I'd say 'fuck if I know' but, I don't think my god would like that very much. Now, are you here to read or to chatter? If it's the latter, I'm afraid you'll have to leave, this is a place of quiet."

"But you started" you retort

"Well, I suppose I'll have to kick myself out then if this continues. I'll be at the desk if you need me, enjoy yourself."

>[R] start searching for stuff about the ghost king
>[R] look for something about the city
>[R] maybe something about elves?
>[R] search for your heart's desire {write-in}

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>5135184
>[R] start searching for stuff about the ghost king
This is our main quest, right?

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>5135184
>R] start searching for stuff about the ghost king

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>5135333
Fug

Rolled 15 (1d20)

balánce~

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>>5135345
>>5135276
You begin your search by trying to locate the section about contemporary events, politics and the like. While searching for that, you happen upon a chance find in a section titled "Mystery and Folklore", a book that mentions a Ghost Warrior, that sounds related enough.
Upon locating several sections about contemporary going-ons, a thick book within the "Recent History" tower strikes you, this one outright mentions the Ghost King on the cover, it's heavy, but you'll deal with it for now.
Now that you've reached "Contemporary & Politics" you sift through heaps of trash, political treatises, poetry, news articles, shit that nobody reads.
You almost gave up hope, but in the end, you found another book relating to your interests, this one is an interview apparently. While, yes, this is the kind of trash you just went through, it relates to a Lich who is a King, and that sounds like what you're looking for.

oh yeah, forgot the options

>read about ghost warrior (2 hours)
>read about history (16 hours)
>read interview (4 hours)

>>5135440
>read about history (16 hours)

>>5135445
>read about history (16 hours)
We have to at least get a base, if they kick us out we can get a library card

>>5135445
>read about history (16 hours)
sleep be damned

>>5135445
>>read about ghost warrior (2 hours)
I'd rather read and learn about WARRIOR stuff instead of history. But well, I guess since we are based... it makes sense to pick the most autistic tome of the three

>>5135491
>>5135479
>>5135458
With your entire day ahead of you still, you decide to tackle the big bad history book right in front of you.
As you begin to read, you're starting to realize just what you've gotten yourself into here.
It starts in the middle of a series of events you find no relation to, which apparently happened in the preceding century, great.
The first real thing that happens "on its own" as it were, is the reign of a Fredrick XIV.
This Fredrick fellow rules from a place called Fredricksburg, you think you've heard that one before. He did a bunch of boring nerd shit, like taxes and struggling against the clergy. The only cool thing here was something about personally beating the shit out of an entire noble family called the "Mancers" and appropriating their land.

Then he died after like 12 years of doing nothing, and his son took his place one Fredrick XV. Very creative naming system, you have to say.
Fredrick XV isn't much better, actually he's worse, that guy is Stalin levels of retarded. All of this would be a lot more engaging to read if everyone was a maniacal tyrant like that guy.
Turns out he was such a shit ruler, that a big city called "Kuthgirt" just went independent one day and did something that sounds like communism.
Then Malkun, that's this place, if you remember correctly, went independent due to a sailor revolt.
So Fredrick XV brings his army from Fredricksburg to the mainland of his kingdom, to shit on the peasant army in Kuthgirt.
This backfires on him hilariously, to the point that a city called "Xerguthnoba" goes independent, along with the entire eastern quarter of the kingdom, because all the manpower he just wasted, was from there apparently.
After his army ate shit and his Kingdom broke apart even further, the governments in Xerguthnoba, Kuthgirt and Malkun joined a coalition to oust Fredrick XV from Cocoon island, where Fredricksburg is apparently located.
With Fredrick XV exiled, Cocoon became part of the Kingdom of Xerguthim.under a man called Ferdinand of Thylliso
The "Ashlands" - whatever that is - became part of the Kuthgirt Peasant's Republic, which was lead by some Horatio Guntherson
The rest of the Island became part of the Republic of Malkun, ruled by Baldwin II Adonicing

You'd think there'd be peace after this, but no, apparently a Lich showed up in the desert one day and started mind-controlling a bunch of Skeletons that were already there for some reason. Then he used them to build a city out in bumfuck nowhere and the government in Malkun kinda got pissy at his existence, which ya know, fair enough, it's a Lich.
So the Lich gathered his army and sieged down Malkun and appears to be the first person to have successfully won a land battle against the city in 2000 years, which was reason enough for them to surrender.

CUT

CONT

Now you'd think an undead monster would slaughter the shit out of a city like that, but no, he didn't, he actually wrote them a list of demands and they accepted unconditionally.
With that, the Ghost King and his undead army carved out a kingdom for themselves entirely located within the desert, where nobody lives.
Following a decade of peace however, the Republic of Malkun collapsed in on itself when the rest of the country realized that they were separated from their capital by the Ghost Kingdom.
Malkun couldn't really do shit about either, since at the time, Fredrick XV came back with an army from the Empire - where ever that might be - and laid siege to Malkun from the sea.
The other countries really couldn't give less of a shit about a city so far away from the rest of civilization, that the only other entity they could ask for help, was the Ghost King.
And he came, he actually came and repelled the imperial army, killed Fredrick XV and became the official owner of the city.
All the towns that just got their independence from Malkun, as well as Kuthgirt and Xerguthim didn't enjoy the fact that there was a motherfucking Zombie nigga, ruling living people.
So they formed a coalition and attacked the Ghost Kingdom.
As you might expect from a SKELETON ARMY, they kinda won that one. You'd think they did it with sheer numbers, but no, according to this book, it's because the undead were working together with uh...haunted armors and weapons...?
This reads like a shitpost, but it's a history book...
But it looks like the Ghost King then conquered the isles, and turned out to be the best king they had in generations.
Must be a fucked up society if a Lich is considered a good king.

Well, this is certainly a start of sorts.

You feel exhausted after such a long read, though you were not able to tell how long ago this "17th century" was.
At least you now have an idea of what the Ghost King is and a vague sense of where to look for him, should you want to meet him.

>fall asleep at the table
>ask the receptionist for a place to stay
>go into the streets and ask someone there

>>5135600
>go into the streets and ask someone there

Go forth, Father Josh; find the good of Malkun

>>5135600
>ask the receptionist for a place to stay

>>5135613
[Tie breaker pick]
You get up and go outside, only to find it already night again. Having no actual place to stay, you decide the best course of action is to just talk to random people, maybe they can point you to an inn.
Though it looks like there's not a lot of people around here. You go to the right to see if there's any activity there, but as you turn the corner, there's a river.
It appears quite the sizable river as well, the island in front of you almost reaches the horizon, at the edge of which, the city appears to continue.
You look to the left and to the right. The right side is blocked by a building, the left side, seems to have a street.
You notice that is is significantly brighter here than previously, it appears that this close to the river, there are no overhanging roofs blocking sun- and moonlight.
Shortly after this revelation, a dark-skinned man shambles toward you.
He takes a couple of moments to notice you, but as soon as he does, he makes an uncomfortable noise, something in between gurgling and growling.

>approach him and ask what's wrong
>just keep standing there
>[R] leave, immediately
>[R] attack, immediately
>do something else {write-in}

>>5136709
>approach him and ask what's wrong

>>5136709
>approach him and ask what's wrong

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>5136709
>[R] leave, immediately
NOPE

>>5136709
>>[R] leave, immediately
Nope. This is just like Daggerfall (TES 2) where the ghost haunts the city and it is a monster depending on the character's level. You can be chased by a zombie, a ghost, a skeleton, a mummy, a LICH or an ANCIENT LICH

>>5137054
I need you roll, sir

>>5136709
>>[R] attack, immediately
Sounds spoopy

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>5137568
forgot roll

>these rolls
Oh god. We can only hope the last one is alright.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

perfectly balanced, as all things should be

also, if that guy who forgot his roll doesn't show up in an hour, I'll roll for him

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>5137054
alright, rolling in his stead

[Tie breaker pick]
Intimidated by the man's sickly appearance and feral behavior, you turn tail and run away.
Though you stumble and hurt your face, earning you a bleeding nose, you just barely manage to leave that thing behind.

You are back at the library door, last time, you went to the right, coming outside. This time, you go to the left, into the jungle of buildings.
Back in the darkness of the roof shadows, you finally encounter another person.
This elf seems to be homeless, and drunk, though you don't know whether he's belligerent or not.

>casually approach the hobo
>ask the hobo about an inn
>ask him if he's ever seen a black person before
>say something else {write-in}

>>5137652
>casually approach the hobo

I like homeless people:) they look like Santa Claus

>>5137652
>ask him if he's ever seen a black person before
Homeless people are known to be territorial.

>>5137652
>ask him if he's ever seen a black person before

>>5137652
>>ask him if he's ever seen a black person before
NIGGERS
HAVE YOU SEEN THEM?

>>5138434
>>5137770
>>5137674
You ask the homeless elf whether he's ever seen a black person before. He then nonchalantly points you to a corpse with its stomach torn open.
"Ya first time seein' rotgut?"
you ask what on earth that is
"Is when ya become all black, like that guy, ah heard the pain kills ya mind before the body. And when ya body dies, yer gut 'splodes, just like that."
After this terrifying explanation of what was going on back there, you inform the elf that there was one of these black people trying to attack you just a moment ago.
"Right." he says, before getting off the ground.
He puts his hands to his mouth and yells
"PLAGUE, PLAGUE."

Soon, the people in earshot scrambled toward their homes, leaving the streets completely empty.
The elf grabs you by the wrist and drags you somewhere, mumbling something about a shelter.

>resist the pull
>go along with him
>do something autistic {write-in}

>>5140542
>go along with him

>>5140542
>>go along with him
>>do something autistic {write-in}
Grab his hand while they walk, for reassurance

>>5140743
yo wtf, anon, you can't do that, only married couples are allowed to hold hands
I'm not gonna let you rape an innocent hobo like that

>>5140745
>:(
consent is optional

>>5140743
>>5140782
Swipper no swipping

>>5140743
Absolutely support

>Hold
>His
>Hand

>>5140542
>go along with him
No hand holding, it's too early for that gay shit.

>>5140542
>>go along with him

>>5141262
>>5140911
>>5140627
>>5140743
Despite the initial pull, you voluntarily follow the hobo along the labyrinthine streets to a narrow passage between two buildings, one of which sticks out back, nearly covering the backside of a third. Behind this protrusion, the hobo enters a trapdoor, revealing a stone stairway, leading directly under the building.
Once at the bottom of the stairs, there is a sharp turn to the left and a small, but dark, corridor, leading into a large, well-lit chamber, full of people sitting on bunk beds and gathered around something resembling a fireplace.
"Ah brought a new one"
the crowd cheers, and the hobo lets go of your hand.
After a series of handshakes, you are assigned a bed and invited to the...camp...fire? the middle thing.

As you sit down at the middle-thing with the others, the one sat next to you tells you about the place.

>actually listen, make conversation
>only listen for the gist of it
>ignore and occasionally nod
>something autistic {write-in}

>>5141535
>actually listen, make conversation

>>5141535
>actually listen, make conversation
We have a duty to the earth to fix this.

>>5141535
>actually listen, make conversation
Converse, convert, convent