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In this world, is the destiny of mankind controlled by some transcendental entity or law? Is it like the hand of God hovering above? At least, it is true that man has no control, even over his own will.

Alas, they are certainly welcome to try and struggle to deviate from the laws of causality. Such is the case for a human mortal by the name of Vlad Santana. A young male who would find himself at the crux of a story that would eclipse his mere mortal soul.

Character Profile and abilities
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Rules:
Rolls will usually be a best of 3 1d100 from each player, DCs are context sensitive but transparent when prompted to roll.
Only 1 and 100 count as crits and good crits override bad ones.
Voting period closes after 1 hour from the first reply or when enough players unanimously choose the same options.
You can always ask for additional context for your choices and voting can be extended should anyone make an argument that could change previous votes.
Write-ins are always welcomed so long as they dont break character. Have fun and do your best.
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>>5198601
Things could not have gotten worse before you even reachedAlbion. While Guts managed to escape, it came at the cost of your identity being revealed to the Holy Iron Chain Knights. Now being captured and interrogated by their leader Farnese thanks to Serpico pulling you into a bad fall, you are stuck in a forced interrogation session where you're either forced to comply, or get a lit torch prodded on your skin.

After daring Farnese to do her worst in her torture as you laid shirtless in front of her, tied up by your wrists and with a heavy iron ball strapped to your untwisted ankle, you wait for her to interrogate you for information on The Falcon Of Darkness, The Black Swordsman and her belief that you are a Phantom, just so you can see how hard she breaks when reality goes against all of her convictions, she knows nothing of this world, and she should not get away with punishing its explorers.

However, before you could feel the flames scorching you alive, she unexpectedly turned over to the sigil behind her and, with deep breaths, started to kneel at the holy object and say her prayers to gather the remnants of her patience:

"O Lord. Please forgive whatever actions I am about to do. Your trials greatly challenge me in my character, but my faith for you will always reign absolute. Overcoming this test is within your plan, and so I will answer to your call. Despite how personal these matters are, I will do them not because they threaten my well being, but the entirety of our land's inhabitants. We will succeed, so please, guide me to your wishes."

"What the hell was that? You think saying sorry to god in advance will suddenly make it ok for you to do whatever you're about to do? If your faith was absolute, you wouldn't be wavering just from-" You started to mock what she stood for, but Farnese placed a hand on your chin and approached your face to her torch, making you cough as you inhaled the constant puff of smoke coming out of it.

"I will make myself clear once and only once. As eager as I am to see you gone, you are not my target. You have met The Black Swordsman, and no doubt you're working along with him. I need to know his motivations, whereabouts and his goals so we can possibly end this age of darkness. Cooperate and respect my authority, and we'll never have to see each other again. Derail this conversation or fail to respond to my questions, and I'll make sure your passing to the other world will be slow and painful."

"Psh, no promises. Doubt a blind sheep like you would listen to what I have to say." Despite seemingly recomposed, you can still see her fingers trembling as she backs away from you. The emotions are far too strong to ignore. Anger, Fear, Vengeance, Happiness, Attraction, it's a swirl of emotions where none of them come out clearly.
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>>5198623
"Wether what you are saying is true or not, I will judge you accordingly. Now, tell me what is your relation with The Black Swordsman. Why are you siding with the child murderer? What do you have to gain by letting him escape from us?"

"I've told you before. He's merely a red herring. The real Falcon Of Darkness will reincarnate in St Albion. The real enemy is making you waste your time with someone who poses no threat to you!"

"Blasphemy! Are you implying that the dreams of salvation aren't tellings of our lord, and that we've been worshipping the enemy instead?"
"Yes! Femto is the one who plans to reincarnate and use his magic to become the messiah and dominate you all!" You try to explain to Farnese in layman's terms, but that would imply that she's willing to listen about her entire foundation being evil, and she's been too indoctrinated to even give you the benefit of the doubt.

"Do you really expect me to believe that nonsense, that an organisation from several hundred years has been working for nothing because our real savior is some hoodlum criminal? Magic does not exist. Whatever paganist cult they brought you from, this Femto entity you speak of is not real. Has your upbringing with religious parents brought nothing of their knowledge? Or have they also been corrupted by evil spirits?"

"Oh, you better not put my family into this, or I'll tug you at your pigtails and ram your face on the nearest bonfire!"
"Answer my question!"
This is ridiculous, how can you prove something that you don't have any physical evidence while she does nothing to prove her claims? This dialogue is completely one sided. She will not be pleased by the truth.

>Magic is real, I can prove it!
>I haven't seen Femto, but I know of his apostles.
>If magic does not exist, how do you explain my 'ethereal form'?
>Can you prove to me that your god is real?
>Write-in.
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>>5198638
>If magic does not exist, how do you explain my 'ethereal form'?
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>>5198638
>Write-in
"Interesting how my 'pagan cult' upbringing has turned me into a man aiming to make ammends for his past. But your RIGHTEOUS and virtuous one has turned you into a flame loving degenerate. The lord certainly works in mysterious ways"
>If magic does not exist, how do you explain my 'ethereal form'?
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>>5198638
>If magic does not exist, how do you explain my 'ethereal form'?
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>>5198645
Hell yeah, roast this bitch
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>>5198645
+1 stick it to her before she inevitably sticks something into us
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>>5198638
>If magic does not exist, how do you explain my 'ethereal form'?
"Dear liberals, if you think magic isn't real, why do believe in ghosts? Curious."
-Vladimir de Santana, Turning Point Midland
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>>5198653
I always knew that knave Soros was behind the Holy Chain Knights.
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>>5198653
>Vladimir de Santana
He should be "Vladislaus", like Dracula.
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>>5198638
>If magic does not exist, how do you explain my 'ethereal form'?
>Magic is real, I can prove it!
>"Interesting how my 'pagan cult' upbringing has turned me into a man aiming to make ammends for his past. But your RIGHTEOUS and virtuous one has turned you into a flame loving degenerate. The lord certainly works in mysterious ways"
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>>5198680
actually, I'll retract my vote for.
>"Interesting how my 'pagan cult' upbringing has turned me into a man aiming to make ammends for his past. But your RIGHTEOUS and virtuous one has turned you into a flame loving degenerate. The lord certainly works in mysterious ways"
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>>5198645
>>5198647
>>5198653
"The lord certainly works in mysterious ways, doesn't he? Making my 'pagan cult' work as a trial to ammend for my past, while your virtuous synagogue has only turned you into a flame loving degenerate! Tell me Farnese, where in the scriptures does it tell you to enjoy the process of torturing the innocents?"

"You are anything but innocent, monster!" Farnese stabs at you with her fiery torch as you grit your teeth and endure the pain, letting go only when her ire subsides. While her grip is not firm and her thrusts are even sloppier, the fire seems to do most of the damage for her, with an evident blister showing as the result of the burn in your lower chest area.

"Monster, Phantom, Ghost... If magic does not exist, how do you explain my 'etheral form'?" You dare her to come up with a sound explanation as you muster up air between your groans.
"God might not display miracles or let others freely use his powers, but one does not need to see absolute good to know about the powers of evil! Deviating from his words is the root of all this madness, and letting hedonists and non-believers corrupt society will only worsen our condition! You said it yourself that you were seeking to cleanse the swamp of the occultists after your passing, but the fact that you are still here either means that you've failed, or that you have ulterior motives, as you had when you were a human!"

"Oh, so now my words have weight to you? I have read the Holy Scriptures too, you dumb bitch! Page 74, Chapter 4: 'Tolerance is God's Teaching' Have you actually read anything of your book, or do you only remember the parts that are convenient to you?"
"If your words were as sharp today as they were in your trial, your family crest wouldn't be a mere afterthought amidst all the nobles in Midland."
"YOU BASTARD-" You attempt to rip the damn chains shackling you after you hear Farnese have the audacity to insult your dead family members after you've warned her before, but your exhaustion, your added wounds and the sturdiness of the material only makes you helplessly squirm under her grasp.

You definitely caught Farnese giving you a short smile after seeing you flailing about as she caressed her thumb around your swollen burns, before retracting her arms and continuing her inquiry after being noticed.
"What, were you the one lying back then? Why would you call yourself a Phantom when you weren't one?"

>Because you would have died to the flesh creatures if I didn't get you out of there!
>I am real! Have you ever seen a ghost react to fire?
>Have you ever considered that the spirits existing are also your god's doing?
>I did it to piss you off.
>Write-in.
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>>5198696
>Have you ever considered that the spirits existing are also your god's doing?
let's try to not give her too much at the moment
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>>5198696
>Because you would have died to the flesh creatures if I didn't get you out of there!
>I am real! Have you ever seen a ghost react to fire?
>Have you ever considered that the spirits existing are also your god's doing?

Captcha be SXXXY
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>>5198696
>"Are you even self-aware of yourself? You literally pick little pieces of what I say when your fucked head hears a click and that part fits the narrative you pull out of your ass"
>"Back in the Swamp, touching the corrupted part, even a little drop of the blood would be enough for anyone except for few people to turn into one of those Flesh Monsters. And I wasn't planning on using one of your people as a subject... After all, it's rude to mess with other people property, right?
>"I said I was a Phantom so you could just turn around and leave"
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changing>>5198701

to support >>5198709
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Pst when are we going to spill the beans that we were trying to save Merlina's eternal soul from damnation to hell?

I'm sure this won't make anyone upset to hear. Especially not with the monumental pain of failure painting our voice. It sucks that Farnesse is so fucking psychotic that you can't actually reason with her like a normal person. Or even find common ground in most normal people things. Gotta get all deep and existential because she's basically just a walking bible at this point.
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>>5198696
>Because you would have died to the flesh creatures if I didn't get you out of there!
>Have you ever considered that the spirits existing are also your god's doing?
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To everyone within earshot of Farnese's tent, it must sound like her and Vlad are arguing like a married couple.
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>>5198746
If the Farnesefags like me get their way, within a few months Vlad and Farnese WILL be a married couple.
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>>5198719
Probably later when she hopefully starts listening to us.
>>5198709
+1
This is good
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>>5198763
>hopefully starts listening to us.
Can't be longer than I've waited for my dad to bring the milk home, surely?
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>>5198767
Kek, if things keep going the way they are now, it won't be long.
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>>5198709
+1
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>>5198746
>"Hey, do you think lady Farnese and that guy we just captured know each other more than they let on? Do you think there is something else going on between them?"
>[sound of heated arguments followed by grunts and deep breaths]
>"Between him and out fair lady? Perish the thought."
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>>5198696
>>Have you ever considered that the spirits existing are also your god's doing?
>>5198719
Not now, she is not even convinced.
The soul is also kind of related to taking out the hand first, it can't be really saved before.
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>>5198746
Getting tortured and burned while being interrogated by a zealot, is not exactly what i would call an average conversation. Maybe if the knights are particularly drunk they might think that.

>>5198709
also forgot but
support

i like this write in
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>>5198708
>support
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>>5198696
>Because you would have died to the flesh creatures if I didn't get you out of there!
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>>5198696
>Have you ever considered that the spirits existing are also your god's doing?
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>>5198709
+1
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>>5198696
>I tried to explain it to you, but you chose to ignore it. So I instead said what you wnated to hear to stop you from touching that cursed swamp. Because if you set foot in that, it would turn you into one of the monster you set out to kill. Fire would do nothing but anger it. You are welcome by the way.
>That curse by the way, was made by one of those evil being you talk about. There were four of them, but Femto is now the fifth. Do you know what they do? They often fake being one of the four angels and cause chaos in the world, like this plague of rats, that I saw one of their members unleash with my own eyes.
>Their fifth member is the Falcon of Darkness. And like the rest of his buddies, he is now faking being the Falcon of Light. Did you think that people would fall for the one responsible for the end times, even if they knew of his coming? It's obvious that they fake being holy to mislead others.
>Because a man with a sword cursed to fight is far from a man that would destroy the world. Guts has no ambition other than just live to see another day.
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>>5198709
+1

>>5198892
Trying too hard there
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>>5198701
>>5198708
>>5198709
>>5198892
"I said I was a Phantom so you could just turn around and leave instead of being cursed by the Flesh Monsters! A single drop of blood is enough for anyone to turn into an undead creature, I saved your life, you should be thanking me!"
"Then why are you here? To have your 'thank you' kiss and pass on?
"I AM real, for God's sake! Have you ever seen a ghost react to fire? What do I have to do for you to be convinced?"

"Your death was declared by Your Majesty King Wyndham himself, you were buried there! How could you fake your death in front of the entire kingdom?"
"It was a secret mission, no one but me would be able to get in, and I wanted to clear my name after being accused of witchcraft. Sir Gallahad helped me escape, and though I was victorious, the awakening of monsters during the Fifth Eclipse spread the plague upon our land. This was thanks to one of the angels of the God Hand, Conrad. Femto is their newest member, and he will no doubt sacrifice every last one of us if it means having a physical body."

"So that's your defense? The swamp conveniently did not choose you to be consumed by it's flesh creatures so you could cleanse the land of the plague? How immaculate of you, would you also consider yourself to be some sort of prophet?" Farnese considers striking at you once more, but seems to recall the prophecy of the Falcon and notice some logic in your words.

"When the sun dies five times, the fifth angel will alight, The master of the sinful black sheep, the king of the blind white sheep... The one who shall call upon the world an age of darkness." She seems to believe part of your narrative, even if she does not believe in magic, it was insightful enough of an answer to give her room for thought.

"Back in your caravan, we found several items of pagan origins." Before you could explore that argument to see if she would believe more of what you had to say, she turned over and rummaged through your belongings. "These papers with runes plastered all over them, what are they supposed to be?"

"Wards. I use my magic to protect myself from weaker entities when I am traveling or sleeping-"
"There you go again with your magic! If you were such an experienced magician, why don't you come out of your chains and set yourself free? Not even a freak like you would subject yourself to such a dangerous interrogation."
"So now you admit you're torturing me... Even if I could, there are limits to my magic. I am not omnipotent, and there is only so much I can do without studying and practicing first."

"What can you do here, then? Show it to me that you really have otherworldly abilities! Every single one of those who claimed to do so never were able to prove their powers! It's all an excuse to indulge in drugs and orgies, much like you did in your younger days!"
So she really has done her homework on you... But lucky for you, there are some things you can still do while restricted.
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>>5198946
>I also know a lot about you (Probe her mind and look into her past)
>Come closer, I have something to show you (Suck her dry of energy)
>I can tell exactly what you are feeling right now (Read her mind)
>Refuse. She probably won't see it and if she does, it'll only make her more agitated.
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>>5198949
>I can read mind and thoughts. I can see what you are thinking right now, and see your memories. It's how I knew what you done on your mansion, and how I avoided your attempts.
>I can also heal myself, but I need a willing donor. Taking energy and using blood is dark magic, tainted and corrupt.
>So your choice on how you want me to prove it. Not that I expect you to scream that I'm a monster because of it.
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>>5198949
>"Ow, so I leave such a impression on you so big you have to investigate me? How sweets"
>"If you want me to prove you I will, only if you don't go nuts and try to execute me once you see what I can do"
>"First, I can see and know your thoughts. Think in the most unexpected thing you can or something you're sure I wouldn't know..."
>"Second, go and grab my hand or some part of me. You will feel a little weak with this one so don't get scared. If you do so, you should see how I recover a little from my injuries." Do the transfering Od thing to heal us, but not let her dry, just a little
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>>5198963
Y'know? Maybe we should just try to tell her we can know her thoughts. We already shown some of that in our dance three years ago.

Also, I say we should start talking more low so if anyone is near the tent doesn't hear. With least people knowing, the better.
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>>5198949
>>I also know a lot about you (Probe her mind and look into her past)
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>>5198949
If it's possible after demonstating self-healing also show we can heal others. Maybe tell her to cut a finger and touch us.
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>>5198968
Good idea, +1
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>>5198946
>offer to read her mind.
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>>5198949
>I also know a lot about you (Probe her mind and look into her past)
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>>5198949
>I also know a lot about you (Probe her mind and look into her past)

>>5198968
+1 in regards to talking lower and more quietly
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>>5198949
>>I can tell exactly what you are feeling right now (Read her mind)
>Come closer, I have something to show you (Suck her dry of energy)
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>>5198963
>>5198976
"I... I can read your thoughts. It's how I can dodge people's attacks so well, or how I knew how to dodge your kicks when we danced" You speak on a lower tone, not wanting to reveal your secrets to whoever else might be nearby.

"Wh-What?" Farnese's eyes open wide after hearing your explanation.
"I can also go further in a person's mind and know more of them by searching their memories. Of course, I know how intrusive that can be, so I tend to let them speak and reveal their stories when they want to, unless absolutely necessary."

"Liar! Tell me what I'm thinking right now then!"
"Oh, Farnese... Numbers? This is child's play! You're thinking of the number 7."
"..."
"39."
"...!"
"You thought of 66, but went back to 42. Changing numbers around will not confuse me, our minds are linked now, and there's nothing you can do about it. Give me a real challenge."

Farnese visibly sweats as her eyes advert away from your body, her hands starting to shake again.
"How can he know of my every thought? This is impossible! Does he also know about my past...?"

"Oh yes I do. In fact, I can revist it right now if you'd like." You close your eyes and see the image of a young, terrified girl alone in her room. The mansion is wide and dark, and though it's far into the night, the roar and crackles outside make it impossible for the poor child to sleep.

"Following the chantings and with no one to supervise her, the child was welcomed by the eerie shadows of the night and the stench of burning flesh. The people were once more being condemned by their sins outside her home, they burned brightly as the religious order killed them for what they believed to be evil deeds.

The dancing of the flames and the swaying of shadows scared Farnese to no end, until one of them handed her a torch and told her to throw it at a person.
Soon she threw another torch, and another, and another. The feeling of control over life and death, the darkness around her being swept away as she conquered her fears, the words of praise she got from her peers as she was called a child of great faith, a blessing from the lord himself. It was the recognition she always wanted to have from her neglectful family.

Unbeknowst to her audience, the heat of the flames was also responsible for her sexual awakening, as the fire was also being felt in an area she never had any positive reaction from before... She was too young to understand what that meant, but for now, an easy way to feel well is all she needed to know.
The covenant was not a place for her to explore her sexuality, making her repress her impure thoughts despite only making them harder to control. Thankfully, burning people was still approved, if not encouraged as an obligation as their army's leader. So she found it justified to inflict pain onto others to meet the lord's expectations, while privately inflicting pleasure on herself.
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>>5199016
Things were now finally making sense. The first thought she had when meeting you at the royal ball was burning you to cinder. The only way she knows to love is to feel pain and to push pain onto others. Serpico was literally the only one that didn't run away when she tried to abuse him relentlessly, but why was that?

You see a few more memories of her and Serpico going inside a forest when they were young, something that would contextualize her relationship with him and her workers.
"Fetch me some twigs."
As Serpico caught a few bundles of sticks, he noticed several skeletons of small animals, along with the chirping of a caged little bird. After lighting the cage on fire, the poor creature furiously fluttered and cried before welcoming the sounds of silence.

"Why are you doing this, Lady Farnese?"
"The bird didn't become attatched to me. It was a bad pet. This is my crematory, my holy altar, where I send them away." Her smile was illuminated by the flames as she absorbedly responded to her page. It was far from the first time she did this. That mansion was a prison of her own making, and though she liked to burn things at a young age, she also realised that made her all the more unlikeable and unnaproachable towards people her age.

She purposefully made an effort to scare her servants with her evil side, and the ones who couldn't stomach her poor character traits to see the real her were deemed weak by her standards. She would rather be feared than to be found out that she is the one afraid. Afraid of getting attatched to someone, only so they can leave her to find someone more stable. The one who was supposed to love her the most, was the one who set that rule towards her.

"Father! Father!" Farnese once interrupted a meeting to give her parent a hug, not seeing him in a whole year when the only interaction she had was seeing the tortured inquisitors at her plaza.
"What is it, Farnese? Can't you see I'm in the middle of a conversation?"
"Y-Yes, Father... I apologise!" She held a rabbit plush close to her, one that she got from her father in a family trip when the Vandimions were still close and relatively united.
"Do you still carry that filthy old doll around with you?"
"Huh? Y-Yes, Father."
"Throw it away. I can order them to make you as many as you'd like. Go play by yourself now."
"But-" Farnese felt conflicted in losing the emotional value of her gift for several hollow duplicates, but her father knew what was best for her, so she obeyed in order to approve him.

"...Yes, Father..."

"STOP IT!" The real Farnese slaps you out of your trance by whacking you relentlessly with her torch until she lost her breath. She did not want to be reminded of those memories when she thought she grew past them, but the tears in her eyes were very visible. She did not want anyone to know about the inner workings of her mind, yet she was exposed by the one she least wanted to be laid bare by.
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>>5199039
Your entire upper body is now covered with her bruises, both of you are drenched in sweat, rapidly breathing and cautiously examining each other's bodies. As Farnese held her head down, her voice finally cracked into something that would resemble the insecure, crying child you saw her as.

"Why? Why did you make me relive those moments?"

>Do you believe in magic now? I've proven my innocence!
>As much as I would like to deny it, our upbringings were not so different.
>Put that torch down, Farnese. There is nothing more to gain from this.
>Be honest with yourself. You torture people because you get a rise out of it.
>Is this still fun to you? Hurt me some more, I know you're loving every second of it.
>When I left your side at the ball, did that make you upset?
>Write-in.
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>>5199047
>>As much as I would like to deny it, our upbringings were not so different.
>>Put that torch down, Farnese. There is nothing more to gain from this.
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>>5199047
>As much as I would like to deny it, our upbringings were not so different.
>Put that torch down, Farnese. There is nothing more to gain from this.
Basic negotiation tactics
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>>5199047
"We all carry burdens from the past farnese, I just want to use what I was born with to lessen mine and help those who I can."
>Put that torch down, Farnese. There is nothing more to gain from this.
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>>5199048
Support
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>>5199047
>As much as I would like to deny it, our upbringings were not so different.
>Would you like to see mine?
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>>5199048
>Support
Adding
>When I left your side at the ball, did that make you upset?
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>>5199061
+1
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>>5199065
I'll also add
>Would you like to see mine?
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>>5199047
+1 >>5199048
>"Everyone, at some point lives in their own hell in some point of their lives, Farnese. It's a scar we bear each one of us and it never goes away"
>"It's only when we are faced by those memories and overcome them, it's when we're truly free. And when we try and dodge those memories is when we those turn into a burden, being each day more heavy than before, draining us and making us weak, Farnese"
>"Wanna know why I was a drunk man looking for some company in a whore house? For the same reason I also used to not go near to church, for seeing all those Flesh Monsters screaming my name, because I choose to just ignore it and try to lock everything and everyone from me"
>"My Mother and my father maybe thought I was cursed, that I was some wicked child, and still they raise me as their Son"
>"And it was only when I have cleansed the Swamp, when I knew my origin... That's when I was finally free and with a porpuse"
>"But... No... There's still things I have to do, to fight for, because if I die in a tent like this, in such a pathetic circunstance that I didn't only fail to myself, but also to my master and last person I could call family..."
>Put that torch down, Farnese. There is nothing more to gain from this

And if we can show Farnese our thoughts and all, I wanna go with
>Would you like to see mine?
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>>5199069
Also adding
>When I left your side at the ball, did that make you upset?

For the feels
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changing this >>5199056

to support >>5199069 >>5199069
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>>5199069
10/10, +1 all the way.
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>>5199047
>I didn't make you relive those moments Farnese, I just picked a personal one that you would believe me. The fact that memory was the one on hand means that it's always on the back of your mind, even though you try to ignore it.
>We all carry sins of our past, what matters is what we do with them. The whoring and drinking was my attempt to hide from my suffering. I didn't do it because I was a hedonist, but because my dreams were haunted by monsters of the swamps. I avoided the faith because it also happened when I stepped foot in it.
>I was adopted Farnese, a children of the clan my father had set out to destroy. I was immune to the swamp's curse because they were my blood, not because I was a holy prophet. And even though I learned that truth after I started purging it, I carried on.
>And still I failed to save those that mattered in the end. My master, my father, my mentor, the servants of my household. But I will hold on. Because it was the false angels and the falcon of darkness the ones that responsible for it. I know Guts isn't responsable, because I can see that he bears the mark of the cursed, not of the wicked.
>You can rise above your past. You can rise above your mistakes. But only you are the one that can do it. So put the torch down Fernese. And talk to Serpico about it for God's sake, he is a good man.
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>>5199069
>>5199048
"As much as I would like to deny it, our upbringings were not so different, Farnese." You soften your voice after seeing your words finally getting through to her.
"Don't you dare compare yourself to me... What could you possibly have gone through to say that we are the same...?"

"We aren't the same, but everyone, at some point lives in their own hell in some point of their lives. It's a scar we all bear that never goes away. Would you like to know mine?"

You don't wait for her to respond, her expectant eyes focusing on your lips is consenting enough for you to continue.
"I had a bad rep of being a drunkard and addicted to sex, always looking for company in whore houses, but I did that for the same reason I couldn't go to my family's church. Through all my life up to my 19th birthday, I saw flesh monsters screaming my name, my vision was covered by undead creatures of the swamp... And all I did to solve these problems was to ignore them, I left my room less and less, until eventually I locked everyone and everything outside my doors."

"This is where we diverge, my mother and my father thought I was cursed, that I was some wicked child, and still they raise me as their son, they had hope that I would never stray away. Even if they had their doubts, they refused to force their lifestyles onto me, and that came with the feeling of being even more aimless in life. But it was only when I have cleansed the swamp, when I knew my origin... That's when I was finally free and with a purpose... If I die in a tent like this, not only will I fail myself, but also my master and the last person I could call my true family."

Farnese's face slowly turns more neutral as your sorrowful story reaches her.

"When we are faced by those memories and overcome them, it's when we're truly free. And when we try and dodge those memories is when we those turn into a burden, being each day more heavy than before, draining us and making us weak, Farnese. This was your mistake, but it's not too late to fix it. Put down that torch, there is nothing more to gain from this."

Farnese's lips start to quiver as you show some brief recollections of your life in the Santana Estate, testing how much you've improved in your spell casting. All this time, the help she desperately craved for was a lot closer than what she thought. Begrudgingly, she places her touch on a handle, and picks up a leather whip from her drawers.

"Well... That's a start." You chuckle while still being thankful that she changed to a safer weapon.
"I cannot change. Not when there are so many people depending on my actions. I need to press forward, or else the past few years will all be for naught. What could I possibly do to reform now? You know who I am now, the degeneracy of my thoughts, this cannot be fixed without a higher power."
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"I have tried to be honest with my feelings before, it only lead to more suffering... It's the reason I found this calling... I was foolish enough to believe Serpico would understand how I feel."

"He was my personal servant ever since I was young. The only one who never left my side. No matter how much pain I made him go through, he would always obey me. He was everything I wanted in a man, and before I caught wind of it, we had already grown through our teenage years together. He was the only one that could understand my depraved mind, whenever other nobles tried to have their way with me in gatherings, I ordered him to duel whoever offered my hand in a dance. That idiot never bothered to actually win, always ending it in a draw... But there was one time where he could not defend me from my foe... My father."

"Father wanted me to accept another man in an arranged marriage, and I desperately wanted to escape my conditions... But when I opened up to Serpico and pleaded for him to save me, to run away with me towards our freedom... He rejected me. My only knight failed me in my time of need... So I had to take measures in my own hands, and burn the house down..."

"So that's why you were already in the way to the See when we met at Wyndham... Tell me, when I left your side at the ball, did that make you upset?" You asked Farnese after getting to understand some aspects of her craziness.
"I still wanted to escape, but I knew I could not trust him, so I thought I could make him jealous by dancing with someone else. Even if I wanted nothing to do with you, you gave me hope of escaping, but I knew it would not last. You only cared for me because of my looks, my name, my high status. But..."

"But?"
"Do you know what he said to me after we were back on our journey?"
"Seems like a swell lad aside from the puking part, hopefully you two can warm up to each other on a less dangerous meeting."
"Already afraid of being replaced? Maybe I'll find someone who does not disappoint me."
"Why would I be afraid right now? You could use some company other than mine."[/i]

"I lived my entire life with him, and he still had never seen me as his woman... Why should I care about what you can do for me, this is the path I chose, and I've grown past those pesky feelings of mine. This is not a phase that can be swayed by a man's words, not my father's not Serpico's, and certainly not yours."

>I've also been rejected before, get over yourself.
>He's not obligated to accept your feelings, surely he must have his reasons.
>Serpico was right, you are too self absorbed.
>Let's say Serpico accepted your feelings, then what?
>How many whippings will it take for you to forgive him?
>Write-in.
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>>5199138
>Let's say Serpico accepted your feelings, then what?
>He's not obligated to accept your feelings, surely he must have his reasons.
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>>5199138
>I cannot change. Not when there are so many people depending on my actions.
"The people aren't depending on you burning supposed heretics."
"If this was truly about the people, you could have used your family's wealth to help them twice as much."
>What could I possibly do to reform now? You know who I am now, the degeneracy of my thoughts, this cannot be fixed without a higher power.
"Accepting who you are is the first and hardest step to overcome. The rest will come naturally, you just have to trust me."
>I lived my entire life with him, and he still had never seen me as his woman...
"Let's say Serpico accepted your feelings, then what? Would all your problems have miraculously vanished?"
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>>5199141
>Support
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>>5199141
support
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>>5199138
>You don't meed to be swayed, you only need to follow your path. You are asking that someone else come save you while you fake that are the one in choice. And you also want someone else to make the choice you want, while it hoping that it would be your won will.
>You say this is the path you chose, still you beg for a savior. You say that you grown past your feelings, but you still carry them in your mind.
>You are repeating the same actions over and over. Still hiding a secret, still being ashamed of it. Still following the orders of another willing hoping that you can find a way to break free of it. Still hoping for a white knight to come and drag you away from your worries. The details changed, but the picture is the same.
>What would happen if tuis dream prince appeared? Would you suddenly not have those feelings? Tgis is what I was talking about, you want to hide from the problem, run away from it, even if God came down from the heaven and personally guided you, it would still be your hands that would need to face them Fernese, other can give you support, but only you can face your own heart.
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>>5199138
+1 to>>5199141 and add
>"I can't say that I was rejected too, I already told you that I would find company from a lady either paying, or because of my looks"
>"I turned down other womans before, and I know how that could affect someone... Some just stay sad for Days, weeks or months. Others may be depressed for years and years, but for something like being rejected and still be aflicted like that, is like stand in front of a wall and not even trying to see a way to pass over it"
>"It's ok to feel sad about those things, but not to consume you at such an extense"
>"Do you wanna know why I asked you to a dance? It was not because I tried to go under your dress nor even go some steps up in status, that I was planning in achieving with being a Knight"
>"I just read your mind, see all that have you felt for me in that moment and think for myself 'Hah, let's have a little fun making this brat mad', just plain fun after a couple drinks and feeling great for my victory in the battlefield"
>"You may argue that it was because I wanted to embarrass you, but if that was the cause I might have done something worse like make you look like you trip and fall..."
>"Instead we did a really good show if you ask me, we were a really good couple in that dance floor"
>"Maybe if everything didn't go so horrible like it went, we could, you know... Talk more, maybe"
>"Or if I didn't needed to fake my death things could have go other way... Maybe you coming to my state and try to get a revenge..."
>"There's a lot of 'what if's' and 'what could' in a single lifetime, but we are people that are meant to live in the present and strive for the future, only looking to the past when needed."
>"i'm not looking for you to shake all the foundations you build in all these years, and surely you won't shake mine the slightess, but there's always a first step"
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>>5199138
>You don't think he...you know...has a greater appreciation for his own gender, do you?
Funny moment
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>>5199161
+1 lol
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>>5199138
>>Let's say Serpico accepted your feelings, then what?
>>He's not obligated to accept your feelings, surely he must have his reasons.
"You are correct on one thing. This phase cannot be changed by your Father, Serpico or Me. Neither by the Church or any of your knights."
"But it can be changed by you."
"You do not need to be consumed by that fire, the one in your heart. Rule your passion, and choose a new path. You are still young, I did change and if i can it should be possible even for you."
"The firsts step on that path, if I can suggest one to you, should be to prepare you and your knights for the task ahead. Take away as many innocents as you can from that place, and avoid that the agents of darkness feast on them like scythes in fields ready for harvest"
"Freeing me would be also nice. But that's beyond your new path."
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Change never needs to be sudden. The quicker you expect it the harder it becomes. And yet we're always changing whether we see it or not. The mind is truly an enigma. Pity party havin' ass bitch. Doesn't even want to try other lifestyles to see if she likes them. All emotionally closed off and shit.
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>>5199165
Maybe she would be happier if she had a fun hobby like rock climbing, gardening, or wrestling.
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>>5199168
She could just turn her unhealthy obsession into an acceptable hobby. Instead of burning people she uses fuels and retardants to selectively burn/singe wooden canvases and make char art or something.

Or she could go fishing. You get to sit around and relax with no one to judge you but the fish.

Or just about anything other than wallowing in a mire of her own emotional making.
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>>5199176
"I always say morning instead of good morning, because if it was a good morning, I'd be fishing"
-Farnese
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>>5199185
So deep.
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>>5199185
I will not apologize for this
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>>5199215
As if there was any need to apologize for this masterpiece.
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>>5199141
"Let's say Serpico accepted your feelings, then what? You'd happily live running away from the most powerful family name in all of the continent? Surely you didn't think that far ahead."

"I... I would..." Farnese tries to think of something she would do if she had her way, but she only proves you correct, she has no idea what she actually wants.

"Be it relationships, gods, or what have you, they can only do so much to guide you. Fixing your issues is not anyone's responsibilities, all you've done thus far is change pedestals instead of looking towards fixing your directionless compass. You're still limited by expectations, not noticing you're doing the same to poor old Serpico. He's not obligated to accept your feelings, because he is his own person."

"Wh-What other options do you think I have? It's easy to say this when no eyes are on you."
"Several options, as I had as well. Quit speaking like and old woman, for crying out loud. You're too young to think nothing will change in your life. Hell, you're in the same age I was when I first started having those thoughts. The best advice I can give you right now is to take control of your heart, and not be blinded by the lights of the camp fires. It's a different answer for each of us, but when you do grow enough to get out of that existential pit, your mind will be that powerful fortress you seek from others."

"I've... I've found the place I belong to already, I don't need your help!" She tapped you with her whip, while not intending to be a full strike, you still flinched from her hitting your newly made wounds.
"Argh! Alright... Didn't expect for you to change your mind with a single pep talk. If it makes you feel any better though, I didn't ask you for a dance because I was looking for a cute youngster to shag with, or to step up in status. I just read your mind, and after seeing your feelings, I genuinely wanted to see you turn that frown upside down. If I wanted to embarrass you like you think I did, we wouldn't have been the center of the attention in the dance floor when none of the families there were fond of us. Give others a chance again, and you'll change before you notice it."

"...I don't need to change, and this inquiry is not about me. You have failed in giving me good reason to forgive you for saving The Black Swordsman after his proven crimes, but you have proven to be indeed alive, so I can trial your witchcraft as a man, and not as a phantom."
"Back to square one then... Shame, I thought I was making sense."
"I will place you back in your cage, Serpico will give you rations in the morning."
Farnese unshackles you as your limp body falls to the floor, she attempts to lift your body up, but her noodle limbs fail to even do that much as she holds your back on her knees.

"HMMMPH!"
Nope, not a budge.

>Lend me your energy, I know the way down.
>So you're still sending me to my death?
>Serpico! You there?
>Write-in.
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>>5199234
>Lend me your energy, I know the way down.
>Unless you also consider healing to be evil and pagan, in which we case you should really burn some sacred relics.
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>>5199234
>Your hands are cold.
>Lend me your energy, I know the way down.
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>>5199239
>>5199240
Both of these are good. +1
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>>5199234
>Your hands are cold.
>Lend me your energy, I know the way down.
>Unless you also consider healing to be evil and pagan, in which we case you should really burn some sacred relics.
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>>5199234
supporting >>5199239 & >>5199240
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>>5199245
>Support
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>>5199240
support

Also, Serpico is going to be quite surprised with how Vlad has been able to help Farnese
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>>5199240
+1
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>>5199254
Bros, are you sure you want Vlad to make wooden scultures or falconry? Maybe poetry would be nice seeing how we softed the crazy bitch's heart.

We could even start being a therapist

>"So tell me, Serpico, when do YOU really think your problem started?"
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>>5199265
Well being a literal mind reader does help with fixing people's problems.

But no way. Shit gets depressing fast.
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>>5199265
>>5199267
We'll need to be careful with how we escape though. We don't want to break Farnese's heart and possibly make her rebound and make her even worse.

Though if for some godforsaken reason Vlad ends up meeting Mozgus in chains, I'm confident Vlad won't immediately die. If we play our cards right and use our powers smartly, like showing him Vlad's memories, we could make the inquisitor have a crisis of faith.
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>>5199279
>show a zealot your memories
>thinking he wouldn't immediately cave your skull in for trying to force false visions and lies into his mind
Do not do a single fucking thing that makes you seem like a false prophet or tempter to a violently religious person.
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>>5199267
The whole world of Berserk is depressing. Our boy Vlad has been through a lot
>>5199279
The thing with Mozgus is that he firmly believes that what he's doing is the right thing. He won't budge just from some mind reading. On top of that he's also got his executors with him, so the chances of getting to discuss with him without interferences are slim. Iirc, Guts had barely managed to defeat them in their pseudo-apostle forms . Would current Vlad be able to defeat current Guts? Knowing this would give us an idea of how Vlad would fare against them.
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>>5199284
I mean of course don't immediately show Mozgus magic, we don't want Vlad's skull caved in with a book. Same with being careful with words, piercing the inquisitors' ideals and beliefs at the wrong time could end bloodily.
>>5199288
Personally, I think Mozgus will take great personal interest in Vlad Satana. For Vlad came from a family that was a great contributor to the Holy See once. And Vlad can actually do magic, no matter how basic, the inquisitor will likely want to see his healing magic among other things. So, I'm imaging Mozgus and Vlad will get 1 on 1 torture sessions similar to the current one with Farnese.
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>>5199292
That's also a great idea. Perhaps we would be able to convince Mozgus like we did with Bar ham? Would love to see both scenarios play out
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>>5199292
Man Mozgus didn't drink the Kool-aid. He excretes that shit from his pores. He ain't listening to a sinner. He doesn't even listen to the innocent.
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>>5199297
Yea that would be the best-case scenario Vlad changes Mozgus's mind just like with the apostle. There could also be interesting interactions with the Disciples, a talk with the crow, the Twins noticing Vlad's astral nature (they could see Puck in the manga).

But >>5199305 has a great point. Mozgus didn't drink the Holy See's Kool-Aid. He's practically there Kool-Aid man.
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>>5199245
"Your hands are cold." You tell Farnese her fingers feel as icy as her real self.
"I have been holding a torch for this entire inquiry. It's not my fault your body is-"
"Hot?"
"This is why I despise you." Her eyes squint at you as she lets you drop off her lap.
"Whatever... Just lend me your energy, I know the way down to the cage. Unless you also consider healing to be evil and pagan, in which we case you should really burn some sacred relics."

"How do you know you will not suck me dry out of my energy?"
"I trusted you enough not to kill me, the least you can do is offer the same benefit of the doubt to me."
"...Very well." She pressed her hands on your blisters and waited for you to do your thing. She didn't have to press that hard, though...

Taking a few deep breaths, she sees your burn marks diminish greatly to the size of pink pimples as the See leader squeals in shock.
"Ah!" Just before your ankle could get properly healed, she recoiled with unseen speed, still seeming as energised as she was before helping you out.
"What happened? I know it usually is tiring, but it doesn't tend to hurt. Do you feel any different?"

"N-No... I just..." It seems Farnese just got scared of the feeling of having her od pool slurped on, but she seems completely unphased by it. Have you gotten better at this, or is Farnese's Od predisposed to magic?
"Well, if you had any doubts that magic was real, I'm here to prove you wrong."
"Get out of here before I whip you over your blisters!" Farnese starts whipping at your back muscles. While not as bad as the burns, her wacks still sting like hell... At least it's something to take the focus out of your bad ankle.

"There you are, friend." Serpico quickly appears as Farnese disappears inside her tent. "Sorry about leaving you alone with her, had to distract Azan or else I would have two higher-ups giving me lectures for disobeying their others. Come here, I'll place you back at your place."

Offering you his shoulder, Serpico guides you to the squared cage amidst the rocks and hands you some ointment to fix your burns.
"I'd look sunburnt at all times if it wasn't for this, pretty sure it works on actual burns too, go ahead. Don't think this will be the only time you and the commander will be getting some alone time." Serpico takes a look at your twisted ankle and with a precise crack, places it back where your joints were supposed to be.

"So how did it go with her? I was thinking of going in to see if you were ok, but I was hearing a lot of grunts on her end followed by yours, and thought it would be awkward to interrupt whatever was going on between the two of you..."

>About as well as it could possibly go.
>Get your mind out of the gutter.
>Is she usually this rough?
>Why are you helping me?
>What is it with you and Farnese, she told me you rejected her feelings for you.
>How long until we get to Albion?
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>>5199322
>What is it with you and Farnese, she told me you rejected her feelings for you.
>Got her to question some things, but you don't undo a lifetime of problems in a conversation. Atleast she admits I'm alive and magic is real.
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>>5199322
>Is she usually this rough?
>What is it with you and Farnese, she told me you rejected her feelings for you.
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>>5199322
>Get your mind out of the gutter.
>Got her to question some things, but you don't undo a lifetime of problems in a conversation. At least she admits I'm alive and magic is real.
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>>5199326
+1, but say the magic part quietly.
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>Get your mind out of the gutter. I was literally being tortured.
>Got her to question some things, but you don't undo a lifetime of problems in a conversation. At least she admits I'm alive and magic is real
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>>5199215
excellent anon, this will be a fine addition


>>5199322
>Get your mind out of the gutter.
>>How long until we get to Albion?
"I would like to know if you are ready for it, i need to count on you, with me in this conditions .... i doubt i will be capable to save even a dozen of the people left there, if i am able to stand and fight that is. Just for convince you let us talk with our minds."
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>>5199322
Dear god, now Serpico is lovingly rubbing Vlad down with ointment?
Don't let Farnese see, she wouldn't be able to accept that Vlad stole Serpico's heart long ago.
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>>5199327
>>5199329
>>5199375
>>5199377
"Get your mind out of the gutter, dude. I was literally being tortured."
"Ah, my mistake. Sometimes it's hard to differ without visual context." Serpico laughs to himself. "You certainly don't look that worn out, guess I doubled my dinner servings for nothing today.
"Could have saved some of that food for me, dickwad..."
"Sorry, this is everything I got." Serpico takes a fistful of grains out of his pouch and hands you a teacup's worth of water.
"Eh, better than what your master gave me."
"Good for you and good for your horse! If only he didn't try to bite my hand off every time I fed him..."
"Trust me, you get used to it... Anyway, it went better than expected. Got her to question some things, but you don't undo a lifetime of problems in a conversation. At least she admits I'm alive and saw a few tricks of mine."

"Good to hear, surprised she didn't leave you full of blisters."
"She did! If it wasn't for her lending me her energy, I wouldn't even be able to walk over here. Is she this rough to all of her prisioners?"
"Nah, she usually just takes them to Mozgus or whoever they order her to leave them in, THEN it gets rough. I don't like watching those things myself, don't have a good history with fire..."

"I'm surprised you say that, given how close you are with her. What is it with you and Farnese anyway? She told me you rejected her feelings for you."
"Oh, goodie... Listen, I don't really want to get into this at the moment, so let's just say I have a few reasons to not reciprocate her love, despite being very, very aware of what she thinks of me. Part of me hoped you two got along just so I could let this slide without having to give her a proper explanation." Serpico got uncharacteristically emotional after you've gotten into this subject, what could he be hiding from someone who knows every facet of his being.

"...You into guys?"
"What? No!"
"I'm not judging, The people I align with aren't exactly a favorite among the church either... Not everyday a guy offers me to oil me up-"
"It's a lot more serious than that." Serpico frowns. "I would like to solve this on my own terms, and whether or not I want to disclose this to Farnese is completely up to me. Read my mind to do it behind my back and I'll be the one pushing you into the pit, understood?"
It's legitimately surprising how Serpico can go from cool and aloof to a few wrong word combinations from slitting your throat without hesitating.

>Fine, you have a right to your secrets.
>Come on, I'm going to find out anyway.
>How long until we get to Albion?
>What can you tell me about Mozgus?
>What do The Knights and The See think of Farnese?
>Are you sure she's taking a liking to me? She's very rough around the edges.
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>>5199464
>How long until we get to Albion?
>Are you sure she's taking a liking to me? She's very rough around the edges.
He has his secrets, we have ours. Let's drop the conversation, for now.
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>>5199464
>If it's a personal thing I won't dig into it, I'm not an asshole who goes digging i to people's secrets and judging them for it, that's an inquisitor's job.
>How long until we get to Albion?
>What can you tell me about Mozgus?
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>>5199464
>How long until we get to Albion?
>What can you tell me about Mozgus?
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>>5199474
+1
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>>5199464
>>Fine, you have a right to your secrets.
>>How long until we get to Albion?
>>What can you tell me about Mozgus?
"Would be willing to believe me about the apocalypse arriving in that place ? Perhaps work together ? Do you need a demonstration ?"

We have a reason for be here, othewise we would have go to the capital. Let s try and do something for that
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>>5199464
>What can you tell me about Mozgus?
>What do The Knights and The See think of Farnese?
>Are you sure she's taking a liking to me? She's very rough around the edges.
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>>5199464
Hello BecchiQM

This quest has been incredibly joyful, and has given me tons of inspiration. As thanks, I'd like to introduce you to what was once the work of an anon on /tg/, now a fully fledged published system. These 2 are all am able to obtain, though
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>>5199540
Thanks! Been wanting to illustrate the magic runes for the longest time but I didn't know how to do it without pulling it out of my ass, definitely saving this for when Vlad gets in contact with some magic experts. Hope you enjoy the rest of the ride!

>>5199288
> Would current Vlad be able to defeat current Guts?
I'd say Guts would win 8/10 with moderate to severe difficulty if they were to fight seriously. The spells could work on Guts just as well as an apostle since he's branded, but that's the only advantage Vlad's got.
In DC terms, you'd have to pull a two crit combo on him again to stand a chance, or spend a few more weeks rock climbing your spells.
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>>5199464
>Come on, I'm going to find out anyway.
>How long until we get to Albion?
>What can you tell me about Mozgus?
>What do The Knights and The See think of Farnese?
>Are you sure she's taking a liking to me? She's very rough around the edges.
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>>5199562
Also, if the Enchiridion proves to be too time consuming, this one can help be a quick read

https://stormforgeproductions.tumblr.com/post/138912483577/there-are-many-ways-to-kill-an-enemy-in-the-runed

In case anyone wants to know the producer, and get some nifty rune arrays.
https://discord.gg/6GD43QD
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>>5199623
>>5199540
Holy fucking based, anon.
These look cool as FUCK.
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>>5199540
>>5199623
>179 pages of rune making
Nice
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>>5199483
>>5199488
>>5199508
>>5199513
"Fine, you have a right to your secrets, digging into your personal life is an inquisitor's job." You assure Serpico that you won't pry further if the subject is something that discomforts him.
"Glad we got that sorted out. Maybe I'll tell you one day, a man needs a second opinion on these matters."
"If it's about Farnese, I'm just as clueless as you are. Are you really sure she's taking a liking to me? She's very rough around the edges."
"Absolutely. If she actually wanted you dead, she would have left you to rot on quicksand, would have been a lot easier too..."

"Not wanting you to die is not a cutesy thing your crush does, that's basic human decency."
"You'd be surprised at how many people lack it these days. That goes double for the commander. Mozgus was the one that reinforced those rules on her. If you can believe it, she is just doing a tamer version of his average workday. God is forgiving and tolerant, until you do something I dislike, then I put you in an iron wheel and tear you limb by limb."

"He just does that to everyone he meets?"
"Not everyone, just the ones we send there. Farnese thinks that his trials are just and that she's doing the right thing by letting him judge her suspects, but I've never seen one person come out of his inquisitions and live to tell the tale."
"He can't be seen well by the people."
"Oh, The See loves him. Legitimately, he's done a lot of charity work and funded several organisations for Vritannis. Philanthropy is his middle name, and though most of it comes from what the poor would consider money laundering, he does more with his net worth to help the poor than the average noble. Just make sure not to protest against him, or he'll crush your teeth in with the holy bible itself."

"If Farnese is set on following his footsteps, she must be very popular..."
"I wish, ever seen a 0% approval rating? She's as close as it gets to it if you ask the Iron Knights. Granted, most of the guys here are total scrubs, figure a guy like you can defeat half the army with a butter knife in hand, but they got a lot more than what they signed up for. Some starved, some have dehydrated, some of them got lost, caught by the plague, killed by Farnese investigating something that was clearly out of their capability, you name it. I don't think most of them have even read the full scriptures, they're just here because they're afraid of disobeying her."

"Vandimion must be a hard name to go against, huh?"
"That's the only reason the council hasn't ditched her yet. You think the last holy lady would have taken 2 years to find The Black Swordsman? Put me in a dress and give me 3 months, done and done. They've even told her to focus on helping Mozgus in Albion, but she still wants to prove her worth by taking him in, or else the time she wasted will really be for nothing. It's why she settled on you as her silver medal. She really wanted you to be a ghost."
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>>5199540
reminds me of larro's quests
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>>5199666
>She really wanted you to be a ghost."
Damn dude sorry for not being fucking dead.

Also, Satan with dubs as garnish. Nice.
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"Makes sense, How long until we get to Albion again?"
"Eh, I'd say we have it until the weekend. We've been ordered to help the refugees over there, but it might be dangerous given how close to the border we are. Kushan Empire started to invade us after hearing about how the king was bedridden. Haven't heard the news lately, but I'd guess he should be dead by now."

"Let's hope nobody invades the castle and does something they might regret..." Your statement makes Serpico nod as the thinks you're mentioning the Kushan, but you are thinking more about Barnham and the gladiators. How are they doing right now? Did he manage to end the plague? Is he strong enough to occupy the castle and stay there for months on end? And will he really end the royal family's life...?

"Also, there's something about an actual cult being there, lots of people getting into orgies and sacrificing virgins in Albion, so we need to stop those guys either way. Maybe that has something to do with the apocalypse part of your spiel, hear some of the guys are wanting to look for some escorts there if you're interested on that too."

"So you're willing to believe me?"
"Believing? Yes. Supporting? Eh..." Serpico shrugs. "Sorry, Vlad. If you say right and Farnese says left, I'm going left, that's just how it goes here. Lending you an ear and some energy is the most I can do on my end, don't take it personally."
Taking his help for granted, you finish your food and take a nap. If it wasn't for Serpico healing you every now and then, you would never get any better inside your makeshift cell, this thing was made for you to starve and die inside...

The Tower of Conviction was within sight when the desolate wasteland showed it's ugly face. Several poor people managed to get fed by the knights in their charity work, but they were celarly understaffed for the thousands of peasants they had to feed on the hour.

"Hey, Hey! You need to stand in line!" Azan tried to explain to the ones who rushed to eat the cauldron of runny soup they had saved for them, meant to last a day, gone before noon.
"Help! A Kushan group is going after my husband!"
"On it!" Serpico was dispatched with a few other knights.

Seeing all of this behind bars while Jerome toyed around with a key ring was at the very least, upsetting. You could be doing so much for these people if you weren't in here...

>Snatch the keys from Jerome.
>Bend the bars until you can make an opening.
>Try to break the lock.
>Encourage Jerome to help the knights.
>Convince him to open your lock, maybe community work will reduce your penalty.
>Stay still and let them do their job.
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>>5199685
>Convince him to open your lock, maybe community work will reduce your penalty.
if that fails
>Snatch the keys from Jerome.
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>>5199685
>Convince him to open your lock, maybe community work will reduce your penalty.
>I willing got into the cage didn't I?
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>>5199695
Support.

Vlad besides being a warrior is a healer. He should be putting that power to work. And besides Vlad using his magic to heal the refugees will be seen as the iron chain knights performing miracles
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>>5199685
>Convince him to open your lock, maybe community work will reduce your penalty.
"It would do more good in the current task if I were able to assist."
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>>5199685
>Encourage Jerome to help the knights.
>Convince him to open your lock, maybe community work will reduce your penalty.
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EVERYBODY IN THIS THREAD RIGHT NOW
THIS IS A WARNING TO ALL OF YOU
DO NOT
I REPEAT
DO
NOT
LOOK UP THE METRIC PREFIX FOR 10 TO THE -15TH POWER
WORST MISTAKE OF MY LIFE!!!!!!
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>>5199712
Oh fug buttsecks ingomming :DDDDD
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>>5199707
WTF? No, let's not "be seeing" healing people anon, that's just gonna freak everyone out.

If you really wanna help, the moment we give someone his food, if our hands touch the other persons finger let's transfer a little grain of our Od to heal them. And even then, I say we should sense the peasants Od to see if they're not corrupted or some shit like that, just to be sure there isn't a trap or we actually change evil Od

Also QM, what about of Merlina's cape? Please tell me it is safe somewhere in Farnese's tent or if we're actually using it
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>>5199712
That's the size of his penis.
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>>5199720
PUSSY

The See can't do shit to us if everyone thinks we're a saint of some kind.
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>>5199724
Because the church has never burned anyone that the wider public had positive thoughts of before.

Right?
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>>5199720
Tucked in inside your armor. Serpico barely managed to take it out the quicksand without ripping it off, but he didn't see any of the runes there while washing it. He just thinks it's a fashion piece so he left it at Farnese's tent. The fabric feels nice, at least. The Holy Lady could probably wear it if it didn't itch so much
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>>5199702
>>5199707
"Hey you!"
"Huh? What do you want?"
"You do not have enough people to help the poor here. Let me do some charity work for you."
"Yeah? And what's one more guy going to do there that the other bunch aren't already doing?"

"No doubt something a lot more useful than sitting around here hearing the ringing of the keys. Do you even want to be here?"
"No, but they gave me orders to let you stay in there and shut you up while everyone does their job, so shush." Jerome hits the lock of your cage, wanting to end the conversation so he can get through the day faster.

"I am not here by choice either! Don't you feel upset seeing all these people being unable to simply live and be with their families?"
"A little bit, yeah. But what am I supposed to do, cry for them?"
"You could set me free, for starters."
"I wasn't paying attention to the debriefing today, but I've heard the word 'Phantom' enough times to last a lifetime, so no can do. I know you can probably release a bunch of arcane shit at people if they upset you, so let's not be hasty about our decisions, ok? I can only take so many salary cuts." Jerome says without even turning his head back into the clouds.

Wow, this guy really has the drive of a scarecrow. There's gotta be a way for even him to get motivated.
"Jerome! What are you doing with your pants down?" You mimic Azan's voice inside his head, distracting Jerome as he looked downwards and moved his wrists down. And that's when you bit the key ring and snatched it out of his fingers.

"Wha-HEY! Give that back!" Jerome puts his hands inside the bars, but can't quite reach you in there.
"This would be harder to do if you cared about your job."
"Look, I really don't care about you, or whatever crime you're here for, just don't get me into trouble!" He tries to reason.
"If I willingly got into the cage before, you have nothing to be worried about. If anyone asks, just say I used my ghost powers to phase out of the cell."
"Grr..." Jerome covers your cage with a rag, letting you out while your hands were still restricted.
"Damn it, I just wanted to check the girls out. Why did you have to get captured by Farnese anyway?" Jerome straps you to his horse as you stay behind him, explaining to his colleagues that you needed to take a piss.

"You see a pile of refugees, and the first thing that goes through your mind is the hot women around?"

"After hearing the nagging of Farnese in your ear, anyone with a different voice sounds like an angel to my ears... Alright, where do you want to go, hero? You're already feeling like a second boss..."

>Let's see how Farnese is treating the poor.
>Let's help them get more rations.
>Serpico might need some help with the Kushan group.
>You wanted to see the women, right? Let's go for it.
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>>5199562
Also, should the rune sequences be something Vlad sort of knows but can't do yet? Should the wards be basically does the pushing against evil targets and triggered by presence of evil? Schierke also uses wards but it has some sort of alchemical symbol instead of futharks. Should I try to find and post Enchiridion Alchimia and post it here? I can't find it yet.
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>>5199742
>Let's help them get more rations
This is our chance for Vlad to become friends with Jerome, thus making the Holy Iron Chain Knights like Vlad more. Let's not waste this chance!

Also it's the safest choice, remember Vlad had been stuck in a cage for days at this point. And Farnese has mixed feelings for him leaning towards positive. Let's be safe and keep it that way.
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>>5199742
>You wanted to see the women, right? Let's go for it.
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>>5199745
>Schierke also uses wards but it has some sort of alchemical symbol instead of futharks.
I'm betting that Schierke and Vlad are using different "schools" of magic you could say. Schierke uses elemental magic air, earth, fire, water. While Vlad's magic is of the light and darkness, or something like that.
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>>5199753
+1

If we really, REALLY wanna be friend with Jerome the easy option is going for some woman... Until of course, Serpico, Azan, Farnese or any other Knight comes to see we aren't un our cage and then getting Jerome in three times mor troubles than he could have got.

Let's just help with the rations and try to be friendly with Jerome, maybe crack a joke or two and see if he starts having some good time with us chatting while helping people
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>>5199759
I was going to ask how Magic works and if for us to use fire Magic we need to talk to some fire Spirit. But from my point of view, it looks like Vlad uses Magic focused in purely Od instead transforming the pure energy of the Od in a fireball
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>>5199745
Good thing about saying that Merlina taught Tudor magic to Vlad is that I can somewhat freestyle it under the explanation that it's a different language and a different style of teaching. You can post it if you want but don't feel obligated if it's too much work. Plus I've only skimmed through the past two books so far.

Vlad has practiced plenty of rune sequences to the point where he knows several of them by memory, but Merlina prioritised the easier ones that didn't risk his well being and were more attuned to his soul such as protection traps, light wards that work as 'keep out' signs and healing.

There's probably a Megidolaon spell or some shit like that which Merlina sneaked in case he needed it but the lack of pen and paper in a flesh swamp really put a damper on things
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>>5199763
Yea Vlad has the innate and powerful ability to direct and control the flow of Od, and he can do very powerful things with it. Like healing someone with just his hands, telepathy, etc. Though he probably has no skill in transmuting Od into fire or other energy's, he doesn't need it as he's a incredibly skilled fighter.
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>>5199562
>The spells could work on Guts just as well as an apostle since he's branded,
Huh, I didn't know that. Thanks for the insight, Becchi. Hopefully we won't have to fight Guts seriously. Man's built like a tank.
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>>5199764
I thought of going to the Trove but then I realized yesterday it's down for 9 months, the archive is incomplete and I have no idea how to properly browse the archived version, besides, the Enchiridion Alchimia is literally just a guide for alchemists like distilling alkahests and reagents so I don't think Vlad's white mage build will need that. Also I pretty much freeloaded the first two, Runes of Power on the /tg/ archives and Sigillum by typing in "Enchiridion Sigillum pdf free" and a fireden link for download showed up. There's also a ufile upload of Alchimia but it's past 30 days and you need a subscription for it.
The address for the E. Alchimia and ufiles
ufile.io/lck2rw5u

>Captcha: A444H
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>>5199764
So far I only know one place to get that book
https://www.drivethrurpg.com/product/345318/Enchiridion-Alchimia?affiliate_id=855104&fbclid=IwAR21TL_H_EKq0-Evm8SRkuo0qSuAyoWa_1E5rSJLmB0vMsZyPvO_BHaE7Oc
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>>5199770
In this case it would probably be just being careful to fill the rune array with enough Od not to break it, although the original "human blood powering" is right out since that's Dark Magic. iirc in the original setting (Runed Age) it's sort of implied that the runes themselves come from entities whispering into people's heads (see: Runes of Power pdf).
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>>5199764
Also, have you considered having Vlad try using incantations? Not every place will be available for the Barnham Maneuver, and whatever spells Vlad could use now could be less obvious. Maybe Vlad can scribble arrays into papers and carve into small rocks, leave it overnight to soak up the Od that's flowing strongly now (his Od senses were going crazy when skull knight landed him in the stables at the beginning of the last thread), and use them like naruto paper tags.
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>>5199742
>You wanted to see the women, right? Let's go for it.
Maybe we can stumble into the cult and in the chaos Vlad will have a way to fake his death again.
Also its game over if Mozgus gets a hold of us so Vlad must escape before then and there is little time left to do that. Mozgus won't give a fuck about good deeds, proof, or well spoken arguments. Vlad is a suspect and being handed to him so he must be put on the breaking wheel and killed in his mind. Remember what he did to that women that begged for her baby to be fed.
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>>5199742
>Serpico might need some help with the Kushan group.
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>>5199742
>Let's help them get more rations.
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>>5199742
>You wanted to see the women, right? Let's go for it.
This can only end amazingly
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>>5199742
>You wanted to see the women, right? Let's go for it
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>>5199742
>Let's help them get more rations.
We got out to help the people, so let's help the people
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>>5199742
>Let's help them get more rations.
An army marches on its stomach.
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>>5199742
>>Let's help them get more rations.
I imagine we are in rags. Could we ... take our stuff let s say. Or i guess we can't uh, there is probably knights guarding it. I really don't think is safe for us to stay here, the inquisitor will not play nice. Barnham is just an exception, not everyone give respect or consider talking for that matter especially if they are evil.


>>5199783
I think we could make some with pieces of cloth and paint. I was considering to also use them for counter the ritual maybe ? Though the place is big.
Maybe we can create some rune kill zones for demons, it s unlikely we can cover the entire refugee camp. Though I would say our priority should be to save people and get out. Monster slaying is good, but odds are not in our favour here with the 2 eclipse.
If Serpico, Azan and Farnese can understand that people should not stay here and that Mozgus is insane maybe there is a chance more can escape to safety. But I am not counting on that until the last second.
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>>5199948
Maybe it's high time we try casting our telepathy out as much as possible and hope that any spirit picks up the call.
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>>5199948
Or we could, in the time it takes to travel there, gathher up all available writing materials, and following Enchiridion Sigillum, just add in fucktons of conditionals and "murgrot/massive" (read: 10,000% increase in size of effect rune) to expand the size of the array enough to cover a significant area so we can at least be spirit-free. Also, I've been trying to decode the runes in the pdf, they are obviously some sort of bind runes but the combination if done from english just don't match up with what is shown. I fear that the maker has taken artistic liberties with a format I can't replicate with the runes. I've been researching and it the rune name seems to take from Old Dutch as well as some sort of Proto-Germanic
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>>5199948
>>5199859
>>5199753
"Let's help them get more rations."
"More? But there's not that much we can do without Mozgus. That is, unless we get more from our own rations..."
"So there is something we can do, you're all getting fed once you get to the tower anyway, what's half a day without eating going to do to you?"
"Hey, if you have no problem taking some crates from our food, you better spend some time with your stomach rumbling as well."
"I'm gonna die anyway, might as well give it to people who might outlive me."

Jerome places two crates of a varied assortment of foods and places them on your back, the way he strapped them at you while you hopped down to walk felt like you were more of a packhorse than the actual packhorse.
Still, it was worth the effort, Jerome rang a bell to call some people's attention, and while several of the beggars were already beating each other and getting beaten up by the knights for disobeying the bread line order, along with Farnese arresting several of them from eyewitness reports of stealing, being head members of the cult, prostitution and murder of priests.

You could probably go there to ask her if they're actual criminals or not, but since you're already her prisioner, interjecting on her work would only result in public spanking.

Regardless, it was really hard to watch them eating their food. Some of them clearly hadn't bathed in weeks, their teeth were decaying, some had their limbs amputated from the sickness, and a few of the children were shedding tears of joy just from having a single apricot to eat that day instead of absolutely nothing.

"Lord, please... Spare this poor mother some alms... The food is running out here, and I need to feed my son..." A lady is talking to herself while holding a child that is already decomposing in her hands. Flies are coming in and out of her son's mouth, yet she still carries him thightly around her breast.

"This is depressing... At least Ilos had less people to work with... Jerome, do you have any pocket change?"
"No..." Jerome lies, but you can hear the rustling in his pockets when he walks back.
"Come on, they need it more than you."
"Doesn't mean I don't need it. Was looking forward to giving them to the girls whoring at the tents..."
"..." You blankly stare at him for being so stingy.
"What, I'm giving money to the poor, right? They need to work for it too."

>How much do you have?
>If Serpico still has my money, I can pay you back for this.
>A few dimes won't hurt, the girls probably work for dirt cheap at the brothel.
>Hands up, bitch boy.
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>>5200007
Hi BecchiQM

I have had immense difficulty in trying to design new runes, much less figure out what language names them (I think it might be Norse), but iny search I've found more free pdfs
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>>5200007
>How much do you have?
>If Serpico still has my money, I can pay you back for this.
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>>5200007
https://pdfcoffee.com/the-sigil-system-pdf-free.html
The Sigil System
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>If Serpico still has my money, I can pay you back for this.
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>>5200007
>How much do you have?
>A few dimes won't hurt, the girls probably work for dirt cheap at the brothel.
Might as well use old Vlad's knowledge to use.
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>>5200006
You are going full /x/.
Never go full /x/
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>>5200012
>>5200017
No problem, can't say I'll take a look at these until I get through this week's session though. Want to take my sweet time with these sorts of books, always have to read the source material to make sure I don't forget things so it's not like it's too much work on my end
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Identified languages
- Old Dutch
- Old German
- Some weird obscure things
I really need help reading the Sigillum and Runes of Power, so we can decode the language naming the runes. It's the key to a bright future where when Vlad learns more magic we can design and submit our own spells
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>>5200007
>How much do you have?
>If Serpico still has my money, I can pay you back for this.
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>>5200007
>>How much do you have?
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>>5200021
>>5200023
>>5200039
"How much do you have?"
"Right here? Uh... about 2 silver coins in bronze."
"That's 60 bronze coins, a few of them could certainly be used to help them out."
"Ugh, first you waste my time, now my money too?"
"Serpico probably saved my stash, You can ask him to pay you back later, alright?"
"Sure, but I hope you're not talking out of your ass..."

Money: 7 gold coins and 24 silver coins at hand. (140 Gold Coins and 28 silver coins on their way to Ilos.)

"Thank you, Lord! Your kindness is immeasurable to a sinner like me!" The single mother thanks the higher entity for the alms instead of the guy who handed it out to her. And so did the the following few people who saw Jerome open his pockets.

"Please, mister! Have some for me!"
"And me!"
"Me too!"

"That's all I got for today, brothers. Shoo!"
"Liar, I can see the coins on your closed fist!"
"I can't empty my savings on all of you." Jerome brandishes his sword so they would back off him. "Gee, never seen a group of hoodlums act so entitled for money. Give an inch and they'll take a mile."

Not bothering to argue with Jerome, you help him hand out more food for the remaining few hours, and by late afternoon, you managed to give enough rations to the poor to feel like some of them will survive until the Holy Knight's next expedition.
"Hey, I heard you two were handing out money?" A young woman with brown hair accompanied by a shorter blonde one steadily approached you and Jerome.
"Sorry ladies, the handouts are done for today, come back at a later date."
"Oh no, that's alright. We were thinking of getting our sum from you by... working." The girl promptly lifts the lower part of her dress to show her legs up to her thighs, the blonde one was supposed to accompany her, but she was too busy zoning out of the conversation.
"Nina!" The head hoe elbows the sheepish girl on the shoulder so she follows suit, resting her head on your bare chest and fondling your muscles, refusing to show her vag to the audience.

"Whoa, mama... Seems like hard work does eventually pay off... The brunette in particular really caught my eye... Hey Vlad, you mind staying with the blonde chick? This one's on the house."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah, who would have thought that instead of going out to look for the girls, they would flock to us just by doing our part? Between this and the cage, I'm sure even you want a change of scenery."

That takes you back to your teenage years, always face deep in some boobs to forget the horrors of your visions... Will it really feel the same now that you have everything mostly worked out mentally? A guy needs to have fun every now and then, especially when he's about to go on a suicide mission against The God Hand.
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>>5200082
"How much?"
"5 bronze coins. No kissing and not doing it from behind. If you want to choose another girl, we have a few others on our tent." Nina replies, still deadpan in her delivery.

>Sure, I'll stick with the blonde chick.
>No way, you can keep the blonde chick.
>I'll pass. I don't know where you've been.
>Mind if I get to know the other girls first?
>I want to help out a few other people before the sun sets, they're all yours, Jerome.
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>>5200083
>Mind if I get to know the other girls first?
>I'll pass. I don't know where you've been.
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>I want to help out a few other people before the sun sets, they're all yours, Jerome.

I'm not doing the 'I'll pass' because Vlad is a gentleman and won't insult a woman on hard times for her occupation. He's a friend of whores.
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>>5200083
>>I want to help out a few other people before the sun sets, they're all yours, Jerome.
Farnese will see us if we do and shit on us.
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>>5200083
>I want to help out a few other people before the sun sets, they're all yours, Jerome.
Keep your horny in check Vlad.
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>>5200083
>I want to help out a few other people before the sun sets, they're all yours, Jerome.
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Practicing bind runes, maybe I'll do something once I figure out the language....
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>>5200105
Isn't it just Anglo Saxon?
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>>5200111
There are quite a number variants of runic alphabets, they do have a common origin
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>>5200111
I have now decided to ask the pdf's producer for the language, no reply yet. I'll keep posting if I make progress.
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>>5200083
>I want to help out a few other people before the sun sets, they're all yours, Jerome.
A gentlemanly way of avoiding STDs.
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>>5200083
>I want to help out a few other people before the sun sets, they're all yours, Jerome.
Time for Vlad to outgrow his whoremongering ways
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>>5200093
>>5200094
>>5200095
>>5200100
>>5200102
"I want to help out a few other people before the sun sets, they're all yours, Jerome."
"No complaints there. Don't mind if I take my time, can you make up an excuse for me?"
" 'Jerome? Oh, he was worried about Serpico and the Kushan group, so he went out to help him.' " You start training on what to say to the Holy Lady.

"Already sounding like an Iron Chain Official." He gives you a thumbs up.
"Can't believe you lost another client, Nina! I know you have a thing going with Joachim, but you gotta focus on your work now."
"That's not it... He probably got suspicious that I didn't show my body anyway..." The girls whisper between each other after Nina was seemingly rejected by you.
"Relax, sweetheart. You'll get more clients in due time." You play with the curly flocks of Nina's hair as you cheer her up. "I'm not exactly a free man, and there are a few other things I want to see and do before having any fun. Keep your chin up, a girl like you would be very popular where I come from."

"Th-Thanks?" The confused Nina blushes in return, not being sure how to take the compliment.
"Let's get going. Pepe's not used to taking care of Elaine." The brown haired woman takes both of their hands and waltz to her home.

...You could have banged a girl named Pepe?

Ok, let's see how the others are doing...
Serpico comes back with a crossbow in hand, his hair making him look like a ginger with how much blood is on it. There goes the excuse you made up for Jerome... He seems to be pretty exhausted, wanting to take a breather before having to hear more of Farnese's nagging.

The holy lady was constricting a few of the deemed guilty to old tree stumps, interrogating the cult leaders while the others got rocks thrown at them. Plenty of them are already dead by the time she's done talking with the first one.
Azan is checking the fabrics at the cavalry, seeing if he has any spare blankets to hand out to the cold and underclothed. He seems to be the most invested in actually helping out the beggars, good for him.

>Approach Farnese.
>Approach Serpico.
>Approach Azan.
>Wander on your own.
>Go back behind bars.
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>>5200083
>Sure, I'll stick with the blonde chick.
I know I'm gonna lose the vote but I would be doing myself a disservice if I didn't do what I thought would be the most fun/interesting lol.
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>>5200132
>Approach Farnese.
Ask how we can help and that the rightious can't be kept behind bars.
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>>5200132
>Approach Azan.
I wanna see how our other bro is faring since we already talked to everyone else.
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>>5200132
>Approach Serpico.
>With a bucket of water. He...could really do with a rinse.
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>>5200132
>Approach Azan.
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>>5200140
Support
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>>5200132
>>Approach Azan.
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>>5200132
>Approach Azan.
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>>5200132
>>Approach Azan.
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>>5200132
>Approach Azan.
Joining the bandwagon
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THE MYSTERY IS SOLVED
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>>5200148
"How's it going? Need someone to sew you a few holes?" You approach Azan as you drag your feet around.
"You're out of your cage?" Azan raises his eyebrow
"Innocent people don't stay behind bars. I supposed you don't have any objections to me helping the people?"
"Not at all. Given how you're also half naked, I'm surprised how you haven't caught a cold yet."
"Nature loves me, a little cold wouldn't get me down even if I catch something."
"Just make sure not to cut your bare foot here, you wouldn't believe how many people die from stepping on someone else's urine." He hands you a few colored rags to share with others.

The galloping of a horse is heard in the distance, and with him, comes several spasms of your body. Ones very similar to the ones you had when didn't have any control of your visions, but this time, they feel a lot more real.

You're not even feeling for Od. Who could be doing this?

Someone is watching you. An amalgamation of souls both alive and dead, resenting the church for how many they have killed. Even though they prayed through their anguish, no miracle graced their presence. They curse God and life itself, and intend on sacrificing all to quench their vengeance.

A branded individual is here, and it sure ain't Guts. Given how many souls are already gathered, even if you evacuated all the living from here, they still wouldn't hold a candle to the generational genocide that Midland is known of. Every block of dirt hides the skeleton of some forgotten human. The tower feels heavy, and with a powerful entity residing here, a cult, and someone who went through a sacrifice... Placing a hateful inquisitor such as Mozgus here would only lead to more destruction.

"You feeling ok, son? Seems like your condition is acting up again." Azan takes you out of your trance, seeing you paused for several minutes without blinking.
"Something like that... Do you mind if I lie down for a bit?"
"Go ahead, I'm almost done with the work anyway. You've helped me plenty!"

What was supposed to be a quick rest made you crash as soon as you hit the fluffly blanket under you. Your body felt restricted by several evil spirits circling around your body.

LIGHT! MORE LIGHT!
THE INQUISITORS! PUT OUT THAT FIRE!
SAVE US, GODDESS OF FIRE! AAAAAAAH!
They recognize your soul as a pure one, seeking to invade your body to corrupt you from the inside...

"Blessings to you, Brother Azan. Though our struggle is immense, God shall remember our names in the days of reckonings and retributions."
"Father Mozgus! I didn't think you would be here so soon!" You have barely enough time to hide yourself under the blankets while Mozgus' Od dissipates the souls by his mere presence.
"'Tis is marvelous to see Farnese acting her role as a holy woman, perhaps you would know of her current whereabouts?"
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"Think she's rounding all the prisioners up in their cells."
"Good, I would like to examine the heretics and punish them myself."

There is a very little margin of time for you to get back in your cage, or for Farnese to realise Jerome let you out. You're not sure if Azan didn't mention you because he also wants to cover for you, or because he considers you to still be within his grasp, but Mozgus appears to lead an army of several masked disciples, each carrying pitchforks, breaking wheels ans scissors.

If they are really Farnese's mentors, they will show no mercy to the ones who are here. He might not be aware of it, but he is directly contributing to the rebith of Femto. Admission of suspicion means guilt, and questioning of his actions will result in meeting 'divine light'.

>Keep hiding under the blankets.
>Run away into the beggar crowd.
>Go back to your cage and make your case against Mozgus.
>See if you can telepathically talk to Serpico.
>Beg for Azan to help you escape from Mozgus.
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>>5200229
>Keep hiding under the blankets.
Naw man I ain't fucking with Mozgus, the man is buffer than a bodybuilder and his od is so strong it can wash away several evil spirits without any effort.
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On a separate note, should we maybe use our telepathy on Mozgus so that he thinks he's being contacted to an angel or his god or something? We could maybe use it to tell him to go find Farnese and that would get him away from us atleast.
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>>5200229
>>Keep hiding under the blankets.
i know already the case could just be throw away by Mozgus. As an inquisitor he already put on fire men of any kind or class, and he knows is theology.
i don t think the others will protect us, they are still soldiers of the church.
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>>5200229
>>Keep hiding under the blankets.
As much as I would like to go back, Hiding under a blanket and being caught is peak comedy.
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>>5200229
>Keep hiding under the blankets.
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>>5200233
+1
>>5200235
That could be a good idea. It's worth a shot if he isn't able to track down where the telepathy message is coming from.
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>>5200233
Support
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>>5200229
>Run away into the beggar crowd.
Nope, getting the fuck out of here
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>>5200229
>See if you can telepathically talk to Serpico.

Should've stayed with the whores, at least we'd have a bit of fun before the pain then.
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>>5200233
"Vlad! Where did you go? I could have sworn Jerome was taking care of him..." Serpico is heard rummaging through the tents to see if you were still around.
"V... Phantom! Show yourself!" Farnese thinks about calling you by your name, but quickly corrects herself after seeing Mozgus' look of disapproval by calling a demon lord by his true name.
"I'll let them find you on your own, you look too tired to run anyway." Azan patiently waits for the holy knights to come to his place so he can promptly point in the direction of the blankets.

"There you are! Who said you could come out of your cage, monster? I shall whip you and whoever is responsible for this!" Farnese is back on her zealous mode, aiming her whip at your face until her hand was caught by the grand priest himself, Mozgus.

"Hold still, Daughter of God. Before punishing the heretics, it is common courtesy to remind them of their cardinal sins. Take his belongings to me. I will personally take care of his trial. Please focus on the task at hand." Mozgus' hand bleeds after blocking her blow.

"But I... He..." Farnese has mixed feelings about letting you go now that you opened her mind to different possibilities, but still stayed silent in order to comply with her master.
"You shall see him again in the tower, where you will guide all the others to in the following days." The square faced inquisitor finishes his explanation and turns over to meet his most curious subject yet.

"I have heard about your family before, Vlad Of The Santana Estate. Your father was a great contributor to our crusades, as was his father and his past ancestors. Without his generous offerings, plenty would not be here today persecuting the heretics." Mozgus reminds you that if you weren't adopted and treated like a cursed child, this is probably were you would have ended up on, right next to Farnese as a Holy Iron Chain Knight. Either licking her boots and hoping to get her approval like Serpico, or turning into a jaded non believer that did whatever he liked to in his offtime like Jerome.

"So why? Why hast thou resorted to heresy, lost brother of mine? Faking your death to the King to fix the swamp was something only a saint should be capable of, yet despite embarking on such a dangerous mission and even killing The Silver Eyed, you have learnt her magic and used it to help the agent of darkness. For every sin you have committed, an equal virtue was created."

"Your drive is admirable, but a sin is still a sin. What do you have to say in your defense?"

>The plague is nearly over thanks to me.
>I am not a sinner, my powers are pure and only used for good.
>There is great danger lurking in this area, you need my help.
>Where were your praises when my family was being persecuted?
>Farnese and Serpico can attest to my good character.
>Run away.
>Write-in.
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>>5200342
>Write-in.
>There is a great danger that has yet to come, allow me to atone by slaying it, let me break the cycle of virtue and sin.
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>>5200342
>There is a great danger that has yet to come, allow me to atone by slaying it, let me break the cycle of virtue and sin.
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>>5200342

>Straight up till him the truth. There are five members of the godhand exist who are each responsible for the fall of midland. The current plague and heretics are due to the corruptive nature of Slan (the heretics) and Konrad (the plague). I know this due to revelation revealed to me by god during my trial in the Swamp. I have killed the silvereye witch and purified the land. What great feats of holiness or miracles have you executed false priest?
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>>5200350
Support.

We gotta be careful Mozgus is not to be trifled with
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>>5200342
>I am not a sinner, my powers are pure and only used for good.
>There is great danger lurking in this area, you need my help.
"I may have been a sinner in the past, but i am not now. I have not forgotten the lessons of my family and Sir Gallahad, both of them pious and faithful."
"Test me against this great danger. I will not escape, give me some rest and then send with me the knights and anyone else that will watch me. From my actions judge me"
"But i also have a request, regardless of being a sinner or not. This is a mundane concern. I think you have already notice, but the refugee camp is getting too large and the conditions are not the best. Would it be possible to contact nearby priests and see if their communities can take some of them ? At least the ones that you see are innocents and pious."
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>>5200342
I was right Mozgus is taking great personal interest in Vlad. Let's try and stay on his good side for now, we can't have Vlad losing eyes, fingers or toes.
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>>5200342
>There is a great danger that has yet to come, allow me to atone by slaying it, let me break the cycle of virtue and sin.
Fuck it, lets try to push the redemption angel on this.
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>>5200342
>There is a great danger that has yet to come, allow me to atone by slaying it, let me break the cycle of virtue and sin.
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>>5200342
>I have not learned magic Mozgus, I was born with it. It was a curse that lead me to the debauchery, to hide away from the visions of demons.
>I tried to run away from it, but it landed me in the prison. I would not lie to the church, or bersmirch my parents. So instead I decided to fight the fire with the fire I was given, and it was it thatvallowed me to purge the swamp.
>The man you call an agent of darkness, is also a cursed man, but of a different kind. I wanted to interrogate him myself to be sure. He is misguided, because he never had a proper education.
>Because a great ritual of sin will happen in this city, one that will rival the start of the plague. I've come here as part of my penance for my birth, to do whatever good will I can, so that God may atleats spare my soul.
Time to dress up our intentions as a faithful man that is repentant. Who knows, maybe Mr. Headcracker will fall for it.
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>>5200386
Fuck, I forfot to mention that guts is just a red herring.
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>>5200342
Changing from >>5200379
to support
>>5200386
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>>5200345
+1

I would laugh my ass off if Mozgus turns into a based and chill guy around Vlad.
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>>5200364
>Support
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"I have not learned magic Mozgus, I was born with it. It was a curse that lead me to the debauchery, to hide away from the visions of demons." You kneel in front of Mozgus, offering no resistance as he listens to your story.
"I tried to run away from it, but it landed me in the prison. I would not lie to the church, or bersmirch my parents. So instead I decided to fight the fire with the fire I was given, and it was it that allowed me to purge the swamp. There is a great danger that has yet to come, allow me to atone by slaying it, let me break the cycle of virtue and sin."

For something you managed to come up with on the spot, it didn't sound that bad for an explanation to the priest. However, the shaking of his fist and the way the veins are bulging out of his face... This was never the type of enemy you could befriend or talk to as your equal.
As Serpico said, what Farnese gave you was merely an appetizer for the real torture.

"Atone...ATONE!? Who do you think you are, to repent and choose your punishments without consulting the church? Do you really believe to be so enlightened that God would guide you to your path, instead of being further pushed into the depths of hell?"
"What? No. I just wanted to do whatever good I could, so God can forgive my soul-" You lifted your head to argue with Mozgus, but you were struck by his bible, the blow being powerful enough to send your face into the rocks.
"YOU ARE NOT A SCHOLAR OF GOD! DO NOT PRETEND TO BE INFORMED OF HIS WAYS, INFLICTING PAIN ON YOURSELF IS ONLY MINDLESS SELF-FLAGGELATION IF YOU DO NOT COMPLY WITH THE LORD, DO NOT ACT AS IF YOU KNOW WHAT HE THINKS, WHEN THE GREATEST INQUISITOR OF MIDLAND HAS NO GRASP OF HIS TRUE GOALS." Mozgus strikes you relentlessly with the holy scriptures. You thought a regular man would have no power over you anymore, but his hits rival even the ones you took from Barnham back at Ilos.

"Your life is doomed to be cast in sin, because you have not truly been punished by your past actions. To truly repent, you shall have your body and soul properly cleansed by an official. Farnese, what punishment shall be given to a believer who has refused to confess, and refused to return to his covenant for years?"

Farnese stammers after seeing you spitting blood on your knees, along with some cracked wisdom teeth, but responds promptly to her master after he stared dead in her eyes.
"777 whippings daily, for 7 days... I have seen his cursed powers at hand, and the way he portrayed himself as a phantom could very well count as falsefully testifying... His fingernails shall be removed in the iron chair, as for the curse, the funnel should work if we cure him with holy water."
"Correct, as expected from the Holy Leader." Mozgus clasps his hands with a smile, should you be happy that your death was not confirmed?
"If god is truly with you, Vlad Of The Santanas, you shall live on and be enlightened by your test."
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>>5200604
>Farnese, this isn't right! You know it in your heart!
>Why resort to pain? This is not the only way to be treated!
>HAVE I NOT GOTTEN THROUGH ENOUGH PAIN AND PUNISHMENT?
>Run from Mozgus before he apprehends you.
>Punch him back while you have the chance.
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>>5200604
>Run from Mozgus before he apprehends you.

Literally the only option that has a chance of working.
Farnese won't do shit, we can't reason with Mozgus, and he's built like a brick shithouse, so punching him won't do anything.
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>>5200609
>So you will torture me just like the Tudors did with my parents? Very well, you can't break a Santana.
>Just remember that when the heretics bring an eclipse of blood over Albion, it was you who chose to ignore it.
I have a pessimistic feeling that we are getting put on the tower no matter what, so might as well get it over with.
Anyone that isn't a depressed idiot, please vote to run away, >>5200611 is correct
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>Run from Mozgus before he apprehends you.
"NI-"
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>>5200614
>>5200619
Took it a while, but we'll finally get to roll on this session, a 1d100 to try and escape el grande padre. Maybe GP is nearby?
Roll for results!
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Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>5200621
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Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>5200621
How do I roll
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>>5200621
RIP homeboy
I'm sorry BecchiQM
I fucked up
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>>5200621
rolling for FAST
captcha:NYARA
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Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>5200621

Nat 1
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>>5200623
>>5200628
>>5200631

We need to stop running away from things without Gunpowder. It never works.
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Rolled 14 (1d100)

>these rolls
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Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>5200621
Hey is this Bo3
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Also 777 lashings from someone (multiple someones in fact, that shit wears your arm the fuck out) would be more than enough to expose and clean bone. And by doing it for seven days they rock 7777 which ain't right for a holy number since it has to be in threes to represent the trinity. Basically what I'm saying is these are some dumbass zealots.
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>>5200628
>>5200631
Sprinting into a run, you trip after noticing that there was still an iron ball chained around your ankle.
Big deal! Your new armor set weighs twice that amount all over your body, might as well use this as a weapon.
Placing your shackled foot high up in the air, you use the weight around to knock Mozgus a couple feet back, when this was supposed to crush his ribs... How tough is he?

Still, it opened enough space for you to pick up the iron ball and run away to wherever Gunpowder was, if you could manage to find his Od amidst this chase.
"So much for repenting... It seems the ancestors of his family head are shaking their head at this scene. AFTER HIM!" Mozgus wipes the blood off his chin and points to your fleeting figure.
The Holy Iron Knight Chains are all a different breed of weaklings. Here you are, half naked and disarmed, still managing to dance around their blades and arrows as they all hit each other. Killing them would have been too easy, so you decide to do the self imposing challange of only knocking them out with the force of your palms. They all fall down as you effortlessly reach Gunpowder's settlement. He's there waiting for your signal, your caravan is ready, you just need to-

Serpico appears inside, brandishing a replacement sword as he calmly approached you in guard.
"I believe I've told this before, but I have no qualms with repeating myself. If my commander orders me to apprehend you, then it shall be done. It has nothing to do with personal feelings, though I am curious on how you will fare off now." Without any warning, he jumps forward and starts attacking with great vigor. He makes you circle several times around your weight, using irregular swinging motions to confuse your soul reading. He feigns one attack so you can dodge one way, only to read your reading and slash at your flesh. Even in regular conditions, you already considered Serpico to be a formidable foe of around equal strength, but now that he has so many advantages against you, this fight seems nearly impossible to win.

"You know, I never managed to win a duel with the nobles when Farnese ordered me to fight in her honor. Not because they were good, but because I knew that winning too much against those prideful brats would draw unnecessary attention. I didn't want to stick out, but I felt like I was always handicapping myself. This is one of the few times I get to go all out, and with a man of equal skill, no less. Given how much I want you to get along with her, I might consider this duel something more than a fight for your freedom... But for mine as well."
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"Wouldn't really call this the best of times to have a duel, even if I did want to see how strong you were..." You dodge one of his strikes correctly, even if the damage is starting to add over time. Mozgus, Farnese and their disciples appear to be closing the distance.
"As you are now? Going down by my hand is the most honorful way to take your current loss. You can't fight 5 of Mozgus' men at the same time, and I don't think you can even face him and his disciples on your full arsenal."
"I can't know that if I don't start making my run, right? So move out!"

Serpico shakes his head and once more. The adantage in range, offense and defense makes this fight ridiculously unfavorable to you.

Unless...
>Use the weight ball to break Serpico's sword.
>Take a weapon from the fallen knights.
>Kick him and knock him out with the metal ball.
>Chuck the damn thing at his head.
>Order Gunpowder to distract him.
>Run away without GP
>Surrender.
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>>5200668
>Order Gunpowder to distract him
then
>Run away without GP

I doubt they'll kill Gunpowder for fucking with Serpico.
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>>5200668
>>Chuck the damn thing at his head.
And as the ball goes flying we can just jump with it. Go straight over him and hop on the whip. EZ PZ geddafuckouttahere.

Honestly Serpico has to know undergoing Mozgus' oh so loving treatment would be fatal. Unless he plans to come in every day and nearly kill himself to make sure we don't die. And somehow keep that secret from a bunch of inquisitors every time.

What a goober.
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>>5200669
+1
Don't want to hurt our bro(?) Serpico quite yet.
Hopefully Farnese goes easy on the whippings if she is the one administering the punishment and we do get caught.
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>>5200668
>Use the weight ball to break Serpico's sword.
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Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>5200724
I was late for the vote and roll so let's see what I would have got.
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>>5200668
>Chuck the damn thing at his head.
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Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>5200668
>Kick him and knock him out with the metal ball.
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Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>5200727
Changing to this vote, this might be more jarring for Serpico and give Vlad a window to get on GP and leave.
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>>5200734
I'll never roll again
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>>5200727
>>5200733
>>5200734
Don't roll unless called upon you fucking jobbers
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>>5200668
>>Order Gunpowder to distract him.
"Serpico, honor has no space here i have a mission to accomplish and that zealous judgement will be my end. Not even if you offer your energy everyday would i survive. Farewell, holy knight"

Getting caught no absolutely. We get on Gunpowder and if possible grab our stuff, if it can be grabbed easily.
We cannot fight after 7 days of torture, plus all the other days before.
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>>5200740
Switching my vote to this
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I don't know why you guys tried to talk to Mozgus or reason with him. Dude was literally made out of the Holy See's Kool Aid.

Could have just let him torture us and maybe Becchi would have let it be a special ability or skill by this point and give us modifiers to resisting it.
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>>5200776
I, for one, was AGAINST talking to Mozgus.

>Captcha:2PNIG
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Vlad has become such a shitter
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>>5200668
>Order Gunpowder to distract him.
>Chuck the damn thing at his head.
Talk to gunpowder telepathically, obviously.
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>>5200668
>Surrender.
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>>5200776
>Could have just let him torture us
sorry anon, but quite fancy keeping all my limbs and my eyes not gouged out.
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>>5200776
While I didn't participate in that specific voting session, I'm glad we tried to reason with him. It was worth a shot. After all, we did manage to convince Barnham to join our side, who was a warmonger through and through. No regrets.
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>>5200668
>Take a weapon from the fallen knights.
We need a pole arm
Imagine voting to betray gunpowder, what an absolute bitch move
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>>5200861
One very extraordinarily important detail about Barnham though is that his actual ideology and mindset is itself open to change. The simple belief that might makes right means that any strong person has a point in his eyes.

Mozgus is dogmatic and zealous. Literally anything and everything that doesn't fit his exact world view is heresy by that veil.

You're comparing tar and water.
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>>5200668
Damn, I was toght for being a pessimistic idiot
>Use the weight ball to break Serpico's sword.
>Chuck the damn thing at his head.
Any of these is fine
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>>5200886
Right*
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>>5200805
>>5200730
>>5200670
Sorry for the delay there, sleeping felt pretty good
2d100. First roll puts your ball(s) in Serpico's face, second one for you to break his second sword and piss him off
Roll!
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Rolled 92, 77 = 169 (2d100)

>>5200914
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Rolled 27, 86 = 113 (2d100)

>>5200914
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Rolled 15, 5 = 20 (2d100)

>>5200914
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Rolled 43, 8 = 51 (2d100)

>>5200914
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Rolled 80, 22 = 102 (2d100)

>>5200914
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>>5200916
>>5200917
>>5200921
Got be sorry for Serpico, an unarmored man just handled his sword while putting their ball in his face
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>>5200917
>>5200921
"Honor has no space in a fight to escape my torture, Serpico. Besides, you're only fighting like this because you wouldn't win on equal terms. You've already failed the code of the duelists." You confidently kick upwards to hit Serpico's wrist with the iron ball as he thrusts once more.

The pain from the blow makes him stagger, he wasn't expecting you to lift such a heavy object and use it to your advantage. Switching hands and fighting to your right, he attempts to adapt to your kick and crush style, but the fight with Gorrister has taught you how to dance around with a chain.

Serpico notices how you're trying to entangle his blade with your shackled ankle, and his sword isn't nearly strong enough to effectively do anything against the ball, being a better shield than most pieces of wood and metal you've seen so far.

The knight is not joking around, however. Still managing to retract and plan his next attacks, but the fact that you're capable of fighting back means he has less time to freestyle his swings, making him somewhat more predictable. Why don't you use that feigning strategy against him?

Kicking one food forward, you present your thigh without bending the knee, making it easy for him to line a swing to detach your ankle from the rest of your body while dodging the swing of the chain. You however, decided to catch the ball before it went to hit him, pulling your body back with it thanks the inertia while Serpico lunged at nothing.

Chucking the ball at his head, you decide not to pull any punches. If he went so far to try and remove your limbs, some blunt trauma to his skull is free game. It was a split second mistake, but instead of sidestepping, Serpico decided to block the blow with his sword. His previous weapon could probably take it. This toothpick of a sword though? No dice.

"Guide dang it..." Serpico curses without having the ability to curse in a holy group, his sword breaks as the ball wacks him straight in the forehead, knocking him out while you flew over him. This was an unexpected comeback, even for you...

Not having time to ponder over your victory, you hop on Gunpowder and barely have enough time to unstrap him from the carriage as you dodge an attack from Mozgus' disciples. A small headed muscleman just got done throwing a giant wheel where you previously were, crushing a large portion of the stone wall behind it. If this is how they treat their prisioners, you wouldn't stand a chance against them...
"Full throttle, GP!" You start running from the group, but Mozgus is seen chasing you on foot. What the hell does this priest do to stay so resilient?
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>>5200940
The worst part is that you can see him catch up to your horse as you desperately hope Gunpowder can gallop any faster down the rock formations. Would another leap downhill increase the gap between you? Your stallion is probably tired of doing these leaps of faith, but here goes nothing...

You force your horse to make another jump over a few rocks, but before he could land off his mark and slide into his death, you were raised up to the sky by a large group of... baby harpies?

They all had the size of a small child, and even if they looked humanoid from the waist up, the wings on their backs and their talons made it clear that they were a mixture of two existing creatures.

'Hyde friend! Hyde friend! Take Hyde friend to Hyde!' You read one of the little one's mind as they chirp their way into the sky, making a great escape as you and Gunpowder were lifted away from torture in what could only be seen as a miraculous escape.
After a few minutes of high speed traveling, the critters take you to a familiar hunter hiding in the woods, his trademark slingshot in hand.

"Hyde?" You're shocked to really see him being your savior.
"Never thought these girls would be able to help me out this much when I spent so much time killing their mommas. To be honest, I'm kinda pissed off that my wife laid eggs before raising one of my kids, guess it's a sign I haven't been fucking her enough, if anything."

"I thought you were still angry with me, why did you go through the effort of chasing me and helping me out?"
"Angry?" He thickens his accent. "Why would I be angry after witnessing the work of a miracle man? My house might be destroyed after that swordsman fella was done with the spiders, but after hearing Jodi's testimony, even I'm starting to doubt I believe the same God as Mozgus. Least I can do is offer you a place to rest that's not inside of a cell. Plus, I found something back down the mountain that you'd probably like to see."

>Why are the harpy critters obeying you now?
>Where's Jodi?
>You think I'm doing miracles?
>How did Guts do against the spider queen?
>What do you want to show me?
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>>5200947
>Where's Jodi?
>How did Guts do against the spider queen?
>What do you want to show me?
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>>5200947
...THAT WAS COMPLETELY UNEXPECTED!
>Why are the harpy critters obeying you now?
>What do you want to show me?
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>>5200947
>Why are the harpy critters obeying you now?
>Where's Jodi?
>What do you want to show me?
lmao, Hyde did something completely unexpected.
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>>5200947
>Why are the harpy critters obeying you now?
>Where's Jodi?
>What do you want to show me?
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>>5200947
>Why are the harpy critters obeying you now?
>Where's Jodi?
>What do you want to show me?
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>>5200947
>Why are the harpy critters obeying you now?
>Where's Jodi?
>How did Guts do against the spider queen?
Also QM, isn't Mozgus incapable of running? He stated it right after he is seen doing the 1000 face smashing prayer he did. He said it ruined his knees.
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>>5200947
Right here
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>>5200947
>>Where's Jodi?
>Why are the harpy critters obeying you now?
>What do you want to show me?
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>>5200947
>Normally I would say I'm glad seeing you and thanks for the rescue, but this was so unexpected that I'm at a loss for words
>Is Jodi fine? What happened after I got captured?
>If I healing her made you shake you faith, than you don't want to see Mozgus at work, the man is so far gone he can't even see his own hypocrisy.
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>>5200957
He is, didn't stop him from attempting to bust his kneecaps in the name of the lord. Dramatic effect can only do so much for the poor priest, dude will be severly hindered in the reincarnation ceremony
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>>5200947
I bet Mozgus is absolutely seething, while the iron chain knights are just absolutely bewildered. They just saw Vlad get carried away by two humanoid beings with wings, they probably think that he just got saved by angels.
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>>5200971
Well many small humanoids with wings. They're probably thinking that Vlad was carried away by a group of cherubs
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>>5200971
I think quite a few saints were minted on surviving religious punishment through miraculous means.
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If the punch option was chosen
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"Normally I would say I'm glad to see you and thank you for the rescue, but this was so unexpected that I'm at a loss for words." You were barely able to process what the hell just happened back there.

"Lots of things have occured while you were away, partner. I don't even know where to start with you. Short of it is, that Guts fella made a mess out of the mountain fighting that giant spider, Wasn't there for the longest time since I had to answer a few questions to the knights while you were down on that hole, but after they let me go, all I saw was him, a giant spider resting on top of him, and my house in total shambles."

"Jodi was a mess after all that happened to her, she even threatened to jump off the damn edge, nearly tore my poor heart to shreds seeing her like that, but the swordsman did the unexpected."
"No matter how much life has wronged you. You still have a family to go back to, you can start over and protect them someday. Don't be the one to destroy your opportunities... I've lived enough to regret this mistake."

"And then he showed her this nest of eggs from the harpies that were about to hatch. All the other adult harpies were dead by the time he was done, and would you believe it? When Jodi approached the critters, they all flocked to her, thinking she was their mama. I wanted a human daughter if possible, but they're cute enough to work as substitutes for now."

Guts was the one to come to that realisation... Perhaps he also had a child of his own?
"I wanted to thank him for giving us some hope, but then he just up and left. Said something about wanting to focus on righting his wrongs like you do."
"Is Jodi ok? If she's responsible for the harpy critters obeying you, I need to thank her."
"What, and let my girl go straight into danger like you? Not happenin'. She's at the village behind the mountain we lived in. Place has nothing but corpses for some reason, but it's safe enough for her to stay there."

"If healing Jodi made you shake you faith, than you don't want to see Mozgus at work."
"Do you see me shaking, partner? I'm still a firm believer of our savior, I just disagree in offing your head's all." Amazingly, Hyde still manages to be a religious man after seeing magic, guess one thing doesn't negate the other in his mind. "Jodi, on the other hand, she's been saying a lot of stuff even I can't understand. It's why I wanted you to come with me."

"What happened?"
"Accordin' to her, she believes the spiders were sucking up some magic energy from a bright spot she keeps seeing, but every time I go there, I don't ever see a thing. Shit makes no sense, so I was hoping you could tell me if she's talking out of her ass or not. Will take a few days to get back though, the girls just learned how to fly, so we best not abuse them."
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>>5201003
"A hotspot for the spirits, huh? Maybe there is something there for me to find."

"I was trying to brainstorm a way to get you out of there without showing up, but that's when these girls suddenly came in for the save. I didn't even know they could lift a damn horse! They're gonna grow up to be as strong as one too!"

The hunter grew quite fond of his previous enemy race, you'd point out how much he's contradicting his own beliefs if he wasn't so happy with it. Maybe miracle is just another cute way of referring to magic.

Some magical investigation could be a nice change of pace. What could be reisiding in the dead city? A new spell, some benevolent spirits to reinvigorate you? Maybe you'll even get lucky and find a book of runes so you won't have to keep them all in your head...

With the only weapon at your side being an iron ball, it's best to keep close to Hyde and his daughters. but even if you make it there and return to Albion in due time, you'll probably be hours away before the start of the reincarnation ceremony... There is so much you don't know about the place, and several people will be left to die there, even if you manage to save a few...

Damn it, you left all of your equipment with Farnese! Merlina's cloak included! What if Mozgus tries to burn it? Will the spell still activate that way?

"You're not alone in this journey, partner. If you need anything from me, just say the word."

>Let's visit Jodi at the deserted village.
>Why don't we stay here and try to get my stuff back?
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I would be tempted to leave our stuff if the cloak wasn't with it.
That armor seriously sucks with how heavy it is.
It's built for brute apostles, not the acrobatic magician thing we have going on.
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>>5201022
>Let's visit Jodi at the deserted village.
Let's not jump back into the fire after someone had to drag us out of it, I doubt this stunt is going to work twice
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>Let's visit Jodi at the deserted village
We can snag our stuff later I think. Also, a drawing
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Sorry
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>>5201022
>Let's visit Jodi at the deserted village.
I doubt they're gonna burn our shit, atleast not before they put us on trial and use our stuff as evidence. We can probably recover most of it later, anything we lose can probably be recovered later. Plus I really wanna see this magic phenomenon that Jodi is talking about/
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>>5201022
>Let's visit Jodi at the deserted village.
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>>5201036
Dope, liked the one with the Armstrong meme too.
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>>5201022
>Let's visit Jodi at the deserted village.

>>5200992
Kek, looks good anon, I love it.
This reminds me, was Mozgus taking the iron ball to the chest a slight nod to how Gallahad took that cannon ball while protecting Charlotte?

>>5201036
Badass.
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>>5201022
>>Let's visit Jodi at the deserted village.
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>>5201022
>Let's visit Jodi at the deserted village.
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>>5201042
The travel back to the forest was a lot smoother than when you reached Albion, now that you took that ball out of your feet and got some spare clothes from Hyde, you finally feel like you have some sence of dignity back.

Opting to visit Jodi, you let Hyde hop on Gunpowder as you're accompanied by the harpy babies. The knights didn't even bother coming after you with the amount of work they have to do in Albion, that will probably be the last you'll hear of Serpico and Farnese for the remaining days.

And you can thank God for that! Sleeping with someone who isn't destroying your body everyday does wonders for your healing! By the time you reach Jodi's location, Gunpowder has given you enough energy to revitalize your body into a presentable state. Thankfully none of your molars went out while Mozgus hit you, or your front teeth, for that matter.

"Vlad! Thank you so much for coming here for me!" Jodi jumps to hug you once you get to the deserted village, with the jealous stare of Hyde being right behind her as he looked down at you.
"Uh... Good to see you too, Jodi. What's this about a bright light?" You skip the pleasantries before the hunter shoots a marble through your skull.

"Do you remember how we were all caught sleeping thanks to the spiders? I believe they were taking some energy from somewhere down here. I thought it was due to a magician, but all the bodies here look recent, and none of 'em look out the ordinary. And that's when I saw it: A blinding light on top of the hill. There's a rock formation that looks almost man made with how sculpted the rocks look. Think you could help me figure out what those mean?"

Going out with Jodi and leaving Hyde with the birds, you squint your eyes after seeing the beacon of elementals gathering around the rocks. That can only mean that this was once a place used for magical gatherings. Perhaps an ancient civilization used the location as a temple, using elves and other magical creatures to enshrine the lands and the living.
A bunch of evil spiders and the age of darkness getting in here probably reduced the original strength of the spirits here, but this is a rare sight to see regardless. A treasure asking to be dug.

>Look for dead magicians.
>Inspect for magical artifacts.
>Try to write down some new runes.
>Enter the circle.
>Feel the Od of the dead and living.
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>>5201074
>Feel the Od of the dead and living.
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>>5200999
>>5201034
>>5201036
cool stuff


>>5201074
>Try to write down some new runes.
>Enter the circle.
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>>5201074
>Enter the circle.
>Inspect for magical artifacts.
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>>5201074
>Enter the circle.
>Try to write down some new runes.
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>>5201074
>>5201074
>Look for dead magicians.
>>Try to write down some new runes.
Got to investigate before steeping in
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>>5201074
>>Look for dead magicians.
>Try to write down some new runes.
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>>5201074
>Inspect for magical artifacts.
>Try to write down some new runes.
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>>5201077
>>5201078
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>>5201083
Looking for any information you could find, you resorted to observing the pile of bodies around you. Tattooing spells for maximum efficiency was a common practice in some magical rings, Merlina would probably resort to those if she had anything but bone to offer. Maybe exposing some of their skin could shed some light on any magician near you.

Covering your nose and exposing the skin of the deads, you asked for Jodi to bring you some paper in case you found something interesting... Would Od sensing help you out on this one?
Observing the dead's soul dispersing as they fragment into the air in an eerie thought. Instead of just escaping right away, you see several of them just lying still as statues as they are slowly prickled apart by an invisible filter.

"AAAAAAH!" You hear one of the ghouls still screaming for their lives, wasn't he supposed to be dead?
Checking his real body, you see that he is indeed covered in tattoos and runes that you can read. A cane engraved with the same runes appeared to work as his conducting weapon. But seeing as he died with it, he probably tried to do a last spell to survive whatever happened to him.
The spell only worked halfway, his soul was unable to leave his body as it closed into a shell, and he had to squirm unmovingly as his body was forced to decompose, all he could do was watch his own demise in real time.

Heaven didn't come to him. He neither ascended or got fragmented into a spirit of the earth. He refused to die, so he got stuck there until he went insane.
Clutching the cane from him, his fingers are broken off as you tug at his corpse. Attempting to make an opening and reach his soul, you open a hole at the man's center and watch him finally escape his torment.
"Thank you..." His spirit disappears after he is finally able to rest in peace.

Helping the dead is something you're awfully accostumed to...
Taking his cane in your hand, you have finally found something to conduct ranged attacks with using your Od, much like Merlina did with her scythe. Noting down a new rune to use, you draw in a new page to identify the spell of the light arrow, using both your spirit and the ones around you to shoot a telegraphed series of wisps after the target you point your staff to. Two handing this with your halberd might be tough in combat, but perhaps there are ways to fuse their properties.
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>>5201116
Finally done sightseeing, you decide to enter the circle to see what spirit stays inside of the temple. Who could be the one guarding this place?

With a single swing, I shall locate the source of rain.
With two swings, you shall learn the anger of the sea.
With blessings thrice, I shall find the lodgings in this world.
And with the aid of magic, you shall too fence in the four winds.
The Harvesting Baron shall not rest. For he will work until the garden of humanity has everything it needs.


A man wearing farming clothes and with two sickles in hand appears to rise from the ground, greeting you as several souls appear to take the shape of fruits, flowers and vegetables.

A great magician has the option to live past the life expectancy of a regular human, keeping his original form if his soul chooses to watch over the living as a great spirit. In this case, The Harvesting Baron appears to be one that has helped several plants come to life, from the day he was born to the centuries beyond.

The Barytes roam the earth without me, but the spirits of the earth are easily buried and isolated. Small in size, the little grains of sand are unnoticeable to the naked eye, but were they not united, no life should have holdings to rest their feet in.

You only manage to see some of them when they form up close to your feet, and even then a large group of them only appear to be the size of a single ant.

The silver eyed have a very close relationship with the earth spirits. Their school of power comes from within, instead of the elementals, but a great spirit watches over all of those who stay close to humanity's true roots, regardless of their alternative interpretations, or their spiritual distances to the Four Kings Of The World. As such, I shall grant a blessing to the devoted sprouts.

"O Great Spirit..." You kneel in front of him and ponder on what to wish with the last of the Harvesting Baron's apparitions.

>Bless me with more power.
>Increase my pool of Od.
>Nurture the harpies from the hunters.
>Teach me a powerful magic.
>Let luck be on my side.
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>>5201136
>Four Kings
Please no Dark Souls dps race
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>>5201136
>Let luck be on my side.
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>>5201136
>>Let luck be on my side.
LUCK LUCK LUCK
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>>5201136
>Use the weight ball to break Serpico's sword.
Or
>Teach me a powerful magic.
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>>5201136
>Bless me with more power.
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>>5201147
Hey Anon, I think you accidentaly pasted your old vote.
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>>5201136
>>Nurture the harpies from the hunters.
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>>5201136
>Bless me with more power.
MORE MOTIVATION, MORE POOWWEER.
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>>5201136
>Nurture the harpies from the hunters.
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>>5201153
God damn it

>>5201147
The first one was
>Increase my pool of Od.
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I think i will change my vote to either
>Increase my pool of Od.
or
>Nurture the harpies from the hunters.
On an unrelated note, the Carian knight set from Elder Ring is a good candidate for a future version of Vlad's armor.
The fact it's built for a spellknight just makes it better,
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>>5201136
>Nurture the harpies from the hunters.
paladin choice
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>>5201136
>Nurture the harpies from the hunters.
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Being a jobber has caused great harm to us
>Bless me with more power.
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being selfless sounds nice but we can do more good by becoming strong enough to kill the god hand
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>>5201136
>Let luck be on my side.
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>>5201148
>>5201157
>>5201180
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lyBEBVEMweI
Powerchads unite!
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>>5201136
>Help me to get in touch with my true nature. You will find that I, too, have a great connection to plants...so you may truly be the best to aid me in this endeavor.
Cultivate our plantmom genes
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>>5201191
That would be kinda funny.

>baron von harvest puts on his reading glasses and checks a bit closer: "Shit man you right I can smell the chlorophyll on you. Sure I'll give you a freebie on top. Right on my photosynthesizing brother."
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>>5201136
>Bless me with more power.
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>>5201191
Support
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>>5201136
>Bless me with more power.
I AM THE STORM THAT IS APPROACHING
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>>5201204
I can support mentioning our nature.
Plantbros stick together.
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>>5201191
Replied to the wrong post
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>>5201191
Support
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>>5201191
+1
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>>5201136
>>Bless me with more power.
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>>5201148
>>5201191
>>5201175
Several options come to your mind. You could become stronger, be blessed by luck, maybe he could even get that magic ball Sivir has right to you, you could transform Mozgus into a damn ivory tree! But not wanting to abuse of your blessings, you humble yourself to a single wish. Not to increase your powers, but to make others closer to your level.

"Nurture the harpies from the hunters. They wished to help me as well, and I know I can't do this by myself. I need all the support they can give me."

Surely you jest. I could make your body strong enough to kill a man with a single punch. Your Od could be larger than the largest of crop fields. I could teach you an ability that could make you undefeatable, yet you refuse it all to help a friend of yours?

"I too, have a great connection to plants. If I can get in touch with my true nature, my mother... Then perhaps I can achieve that power by myself. But the others do not have that advantage over me, so they should have proficiency in abilities I would never have in the first place."

You truly are a selfless individual. As expected from the son of a plantmorph, your altruism has been ingrained in your soul. Very well, it shall be done.

Suddenly, the chirping of the harpies is replaced by cries as they crouch over themselves. A growth spurt is seen as they all grow to become adult-sized. Their glorious wings spread apart as their feathers signalize the start of their flights, much faster, much higher, and being able to carry a lot more weight by themselves.

"WHOA! WHAT HAPPENED TO MY BABIES?!" Hyde is shocked to see them grow to be around the size of an adult male, though they still seemed as lovingly to their foster parents as previously. Perhaps they only grew in size, not in maturity.

Never forget your roots, Son of the sprout. From the soil you came, and into the soil you will return. Perhaps in this drought of morals, the harvest will be enough for all to hear the sunshine's song. The Baron disappears in plain sight, leaving you with a faster way to return, along with a small army of flying bird-women.

"You made them grow up? Whoa, I didn't know that was even possible?"
"Their mom needs a better place to stay than in the middle of some dead village. This way they can fly you to a safer location, such as Ilos." You even find a way for Jodi to stay out of harm's way, even if you were borrowing most of them to you.

"Hey, were you eating those seeds before?" Jodi points out to something in your palms.
"Huh?" You feel something dropping from under your tongue, which increased to a large sum of seeds in your hands, that now were enough to fill a small pouch of money.

Your body is now able to produce plant seeds. When thrown inside an enemy's esophagus and ordered to grow, the sprouts shall burst their stomachs as they produce they reforest Midland.
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>Your body is now able to produce plant seeds. When thrown inside an enemy's esophagus and ordered to grow, the sprouts shall burst their stomachs as they produce they reforest Midland.
Holy fucking shit, we can keikaku the shit out of people.
Vlad will be getting the shit beaten out of him, and right before they deal the final blow they ask him what his final words will be, and he'll say "Grow" and make them fucking explode into fertilizer.
We could also use it for quick getaways possibly. Drop a seed below us, make it grow into a mighty tree to lift us up and away.
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>>5201272
Finally, we have become Vegetableman, Hero of Midland
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>>5201281
Epic
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>>5201272

WE SHALL PURIFY THE LAND AND PURGE IT GODS AND DEMONS. LET ONLY THE GREEN REMAIN. WE ARE NOW THE FLOOD.
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Also, we can become this guy but with a spear.
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>>5201289
We even have a undewater woman that gives us power, but instead of being a simp we are just a good son.
Or we can just be a Druid Paladin
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Your body also feels hardened, capable of taking and dishing out more damage. Your Od strikes are now capable of harming regular foes, your purifying poison now dissolves the apostle's souls even faster, and sometimes you can notice your weapon extending out of your hand, similarly to how Merlina dished out moon shaped projectiles. Should you copy her technique like before, or develop that into a new ability altogether?

Wow... Talk about a glow up... All those years failing to cast spells with Merlina chastising you now feel like a false memory... It's not nearly enough to fight a crowd of thousands of apostles, but most likely enough to hold your own against Mozgus or his disciples. Provided Guts, Hyde and the harpies are there, he could turn into an apostle himself and you wouldn't be scared of him!

"You sure taking the girls to live on this Ilos place will be a good idea, partner?" Hyde asks before sending Jodi to gladiator land.

"Trust me, if it's safe for my mom, it's safe for this mother. They aren't strangers to animorphs, and they're a fan of strong people taming even stronger foes, she'll fit right in with those weirdos."
"Come back safely, honey! I want a baby that doesn't have any feathers, still!" the couple kisses as the harpies chirp something about their parents being racist towards them.

Taking the last few hours of preparation to grow some greenery around the deceased temple, you strike a high-five with Hyde to signal that you're done hiding the harvester's home.

"So you wanna get your stuff back from Mozgus and save a couple lot from tarnation, that right? The way I see it, we got 2 different ways to go there. We can take the faster route over there and get back a lot faster than previously, but I'd reckon there are Kushan approaching Albion from all angles. Now I'd love to spend my time killing those long bearded fucks, but unless you want to take an extra day or two fighting them, I'd say we let the girls fly us into the safer route, even if it takes a little longer, we won't be exhausted by hiding and fighting. What do you think?"

>I'm confident in my abilities, let's kill those Kushan. (Take the short route.)
>I've taken enough risks these past few days. (Take the long route.)
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>>5201287
>>5201289
We shall feed the hungry, the sick, the poor and the distraught.
We shall bring life where there is none, and cull the thorns of evil where they sprout.
We shall make our foes cower in fear of the jungle's night,
And spread prosperity wherever we walk.
>>5201296
>I'm confident in my abilities, let's kill those Kushan. (Take the short route.)
Have to get used to these new abilities before we take on any apostles.
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>>5201296
>>I'm confident in my abilities, let's kill those Kushan. (Take the short route.)
It's time... TO GO BERSERK *Commence TITLE DROP*
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>I'm confident in my abilities, let's kill those Kushan. (Take the short route.)
Was it ever a question
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>>5201296
>I'm confident in my abilities, let's kill those Kushan. (Take the short route.)
Time is of the essence. Not only that, but the best way to test our improved body and perfect our abilities would be in combat. If indeed we do engage them.
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>>5201296
>>I'm confident in my abilities, let's kill those Kushan. (Take the short route.)
Well I sure as shit don't want those hashish smoking fucks trampling all over any innocents along the way.
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>>5201296
>>I'm confident in my abilities, let's kill those Kushan. (Take the short route.)
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>>5201296
>I've taken enough risks these past few days. (Take the long route.)
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>>5201298
>>5201299
>>5201300
>>5201301
>>5201304
>>5201306
Wellp, guess we know what vote is winning.
Roll for traveling shenanigans. Give me a 100 and I'll let you break sequence to kill Ganishka.
Just kidding, but i'd be fun to speculate.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0on_A24ewcs
Time to get metal.
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Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>5201312
CLANG
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>>5201312
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>>5201312
Let's go and see what happens
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>>5201312
Jesus what is our luck?
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>>5201312
I'll give you a hundo anyway just for giggles.
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>>5201296
>>I've taken enough risks these past few days. (Take the long route.)

I am not sure, i think we could take them out. But i think rest and strength are also fundamental
well too late.

>>5201281
a lot of foes go crazy or are ruled by their vices. We could take out multiple foes with this tactic, by throwing seeds in their mouths. Maybe give some seeds to all our companions for safety

>>5201312
Give some seeds to Hyde, Mr Becchi
Seems we have found an entire detachment of Kushan troops, or better say they have found us. No matter, numbers can be also a disadvantage.
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>>5201312
god guide my dice
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>>5201312
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>>5201327
I support giving some seeds to Hyde.
Tell him to sling them into some enemies mouths if he can, ja?
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>>5201312
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>>5201312
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>>5201331
Oh, fuck yeah

This can be a fucking bomb. If I remember well, the slingshot of Hyde apparently draw some of his Od and send it to his projectiles. Either it means that it can become some kind of time bomb, or that the seeds are slightly powered and can explode enemies that wouldn't fall with a normal seed of ours
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>>5201331
Only demons of course. Also keep a few for safety in case they get too near.
I am happy we have Hyde, being alone restricts things. In regard to this Kushans we could fight on horse and attack them at range, it depends what kind of enemies we need to kill. Or go in a forest and divide them for easier fights.
They might be professional and veterans, but fighting in a forest against two fast enemies is not a great battle.
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>>5201338
>>5201341
If we wanted to prepare them beforehand, we could probably pack a seed into a very compact dirt ball, scribe a rune on it for extra OOMPH, and have hyde slingshot it. Would be easier for him to slingshot, have a bit of growth medium and protection for the seed itself, and runes do weird magic shit so it couldn't hurt.
The dream combo.
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>and sometimes you can notice your weapon extending out of your hand, similarly to how Merlina dished out moon shaped projectiles. Should you copy her technique like before, or develop that into a new ability altogether?

Talking about this, what do we do? I say there's a lot of potential in this. If we try to throw an attack to a enemy that it looks that we fall short in the attack, we can maybe extend the wooden part of the spear to actually hit our target.

Other thing i have in mind is maybe control wood to some distance. Something like actually hitting a large enemy, and if the tip of the spear breaks, we can control that wooden part inside of our enemy to start moving to the heart
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>>5201345
That could be a good idea. If we had something better than dirt for a container, the rune could be more solid maybe ? Or complex, with more lines and precision.
But then again dirt is connected to this seed, since this was gifted by a spirit of nature. So dirt might be already a good choice

>>5201348
The one of Merlina is pretty nice, it allows a chance to hit even if you don t strike an enemy directly with the solid real weapon. It's also cool.

I think it could be used in several ways, Extending a weapon like the wooden part, or even steel part. Like the blade of our sword or the head of our halberd. Maybe make it larger for create a bigger wound ? Extend it in another direction for catch an enemy ?
We could attempt to create even something like Merlina. If not moon shaped magic projectiles, spear like ones, blade like, arrow like or a small sun.

Or perhaps white flames on our armor/weapons. Or instead of those an aura for poison the air around us (for demons/apostles). In one they are on fire, with the other they need to fight a poison that is anathema for them.
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>>5201367
>If not moon shaped magic projectiles, spear like ones, blade like, arrow like or a small sun
Guess I'll note unlimited bladeworks as a possible lategame ability then. Only if you take the bouncing ball though.
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>>5201367
>>5201348
There's a quest that doesn't run anymore that I miss, which had the main character develop an attack called "Heartbreaker" to deal with demons that couldn't be defeated by normal means.
Basically they shoved their sword into the enemy (Said sword being made entirely of 'soul', basically the counterpart to magic in their setting) and manipulated the blade to have it sprout into thousands of branches that would cause severe damage throughout the entire body all at once.
I think that's badass, and we should adopt the technique someday.
Beyond the Gate, how I miss thee...
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>>5201388
Nice

Also anons, after how we used that ball-chain thing in our leg, I say we can maybe get something like that, maybe a normal metal ball or even the head of a morning Star like Gorrister used

Also, from reading the Stormlight Archive, maybe a way to have some space in our pockets and vest, we could make some holdster for a throwing knives ir daggers strap to our spear, so when needed it's right there near our hands
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>>5201318
Your voyage went smoothly for the most part, the Kushan look distinct and loud enough to know when most of them are coming. Especially since they travel in large groups and all. A guy in a horse and another flying through the sky on his bird-daughter shouldn't really cause a scene. Especially if you have to ignore most of the villages being pillaged... And the women being raped... And the children being raped along with the women... God, you know you can't get sidetracked by your mission, and getting a power-up means you'll eventually get the chance to smash all their skulls in, but it hurts to ignore them every time they march to an parallel direction from yours just because you can't stop everything you have to risk getting captured by another army.

"Partner, these Sinbad looking, motherfuckers are also getting on my nerves. If it was me or my family in there, I'd be jumping right onto their throats, and I'm right there with you. Doesn't need to be a big change or else we'll derail the entire thing, but I say we make a little dent in their front lines. Again, doesn't need to be much, let's just wait a few hours for a troop to get here. And then we SMASH them from all they're doing to our already dying people!"

Not a bad idea, but when you, Hyde, Gunpowder and the harpy hid on top of a cliff while they walked around, you two noticed that the army was a lot bigger than what you've previously imagined.
Hundreds, if not thousands of Kushan were marching towards the capital. If either Barnham or the king are still there, they would likely cause a bloodbath to whoever came their way. Also, judging by the fork in the road, they're separating more and more to cover more ground in other directions...

Doesnt that one lead to Ilos? Damn it, they need to be stopped!
The attack needs to be fast, decisive, and most of all, precise. The front troops that are passing are actually an array of the remote controlled familiars, the Pishacha. This time, it's a mixture of rhinos, tigers and elephants in the front row.
Defeating the caster would probably make them all go wild and start attacking their own troops, but given how many there are, There are more likely to be tens of casters than a single one.
The way you fight these men will probably be the deciding factor if you were going to be here for a few minutes, hours, days or even weeks.
If there is one chance of you and Hyde having a kill count in the thousands, it's right here.

>Forcing a rockslide below them.
>Search for the casters and snipe them with Hyde.
>Rain seeds from above and entangle them in the woods.
>Give the seeds to Hyde and let him plant in strategic spots.
>Something else
>Ignore them and escape.
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>>5201415
Had to spare some space due to the word limit, here are the 2 other options.
>Use your newfound arrow powers to see how many you can send in their direction, or maybe just hit them with a large, single great arrow.
>Blast them with ranged Od strikes and find out how much your powers really have improved.
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>>5201415
>Give the seeds to Hyde and let him plant in strategic spots.
while we
>Force a rockslide below them.
and once they're trapped
Use your newfound arrow powers to see how many you can send in their direction, or maybe just hit them with a large, single great arrow.
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>>5201415
>Give the seeds to Hyde and let him plant in strategic spots.
>Search for the casters and snipe them with Hyde.
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>>5201434
sorry
the last part is.
>Use your newfound arrow powers to see how many you can send in their direction, or maybe just hit them with a large, single great arrow.
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>>5201415
>Forcing a rockslide below them.
>Search for the casters and snipe them with Hyde.
Casters dies and the Pishacha goes wilds, if we block their path they only have one way to rage: against the army itself.
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>>5201388
Bouncing ball will be taken then.

>>5201399
Perhaps we could make the metal of a weapon transform in thorns and branches, when it gets inside an enemy ? Momenterally. Should make a lot of damage from one wound, add that we coat out weapons with our pure Od that eats through demons, and it could be quite fatal.
Or we get a special weapon that can expand in such a way inside a foe.

I remember a bionicle quest where we had a long sword called Wound Maker. Basically every successfull strike would leave a wound, that would keep expanding unless cut away from the body. Quite grim. If i remember correctly our first enemy immediatly cut one of his limbs after realizing what the sword did to him.


>>5201415
>Give the seeds to Hyde and let him plant in strategic spots.
while we
>Force a rockslide below them.

With the chaos created we can then shoot
>Search for the casters and snipe them with Hyde.

They will be too preoccupied by the sudden rockslide
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>>5201415
>Give the seeds to Hyde and let him plant in strategic spots.
>Search for the casters and snipe them with Hyde.
Not mutually exclusive, but effective as fuck together
Cripple the casters and leave them entagled while their beasts slaughter them
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I like the idea of cutting their way with the rockslide, having the seeds planted, and see if we can sense the Od of the casters. Then we wipe them with our powers and Hyde help once we point them out to him.

With the road closed and a bunch of noise by the armies, surely that can be enough for the beasts to attack the army
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>>5201434
>>5201436
>>5201444
>>5201445
>>5201463
>>5201497
Introducing Modifiers! Things involving what Vlad is already good for like climbing or simple actions like throwing sunflower seeds in non-chaotic situations will be a bit harder to fail at. Still context specific so I'll only hand them out when I say so. No I wont give you negative modifiers, that's what the DC are for.

Hyde isnt dumb so he can place a few seed around without falling and dying.
2d100+10 for crit prevention. First one gets the rocks down, 2nd is for sniping the casters with magic.
Hope you don't fail this one. Roll!
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Rolled 65, 3 + 10 = 78 (2d100 + 10)

>>5201568
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Rolled 84, 49 + 10 = 143 (2d100 + 10)

>>5201568
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Rolled 13, 80 + 10 = 103 (2d100 + 10)

>>5201568
Here
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>>5201578
>>5201617
>>5201622
Damn... We did really good
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>>5201648
can't let them get mom anon
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>>5201287
>The Green
I didn't realize we were also crossing over with Old Gods of Appalachia.
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>>5201578
>>5201617
>>5201622
"Take these." You hand Hyde a few of your seeds.
"What are those? You want to grow some beans up their asses?" He straps the weapon to his wrists as he finds some patches of dirt to throw them at the enemy.
"Trust me, place them next to the rockslides and around their centers, they will not reach past the frontier..."

Hyde thinks you're out of your mind by making you throw these little things instead of the pebbles he usually has, but that's ammo he's saving and they're relatively harmless, so even if some of them see them falling, they won't suspect a thing.

"Which of these rocks looks easier to tumble down into a rockslide?"
"...This one." Hyde manages to calculate the exact angle of which rock could knock which until it turned into a boulder fiesta. The man is ridiculously precise with his aim, so you decide to trust his skills just as much as he did with your unorthodox ammunition.
Everything is planned. Time to wait for them to pass through the hills and the canyons.

"Closer... Closer..." You whisper as you watch them circle around your traps, the animals are only a few lines before passing through the cliff you're watching them from. Now is the time to seal them off.
"GROW!"
The roots and stems start to overflow at amazing velocity. The branches go through them as several Pishacha and Kushan scramble to figure out what to do.

And just when some of them think they can cross the cliff, you hit your staff in the rock formation, crushing the ones who were quick enough to reach your line of fire, and the ones who did it got sandwiched between the trees and the rocks.

The idiot casters, trying to control the tigers, attempt to ascend and cross their legs on top of the trees, revealing their identity as they had to cover for the ones already killed by trampling.
"NOW!" Hyde flies over and shoots them with his regular pebbles, with you following suit and sending several slow moving wisps out of your body, which rapidly picked up speed as they spread apart and opened their targets by the throat.

With all the casters dead in a matter of seconds, all the enemies werewolved against their armies, being devoured by their owners, you can only make out their screams and the confusion as to how this started. None of them even managed to catch your face in the midst of this.

"Whoa... Remind me not to say the world 'grow' when you're close!" Hyde gasps.
"Mission accomplished, time to give Mozgus a taste of his Sacramental Bread." Not looking back towards the Kushan being slaughtered, you coldly mount on Gunpowder and order Hyde to follow suit.

You're done playing games, you will stop the reincarnation ceremony, or at least, save some of the crowd from being sacrificed.

Femto is where Conrad is, and no priest will stop you from slaying that demon king.
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The mood has only gotten heavier as you approached Albion once more, the flock of lost souls has only gotten more full of hatred, making you coat your body in Od at all times so the evil spirits cant manage to possess you. Any mistake here could get you in severe mental and spiritual trouble.

Despite that, your Od reading has gotten much clearer. You can feel the presence of Mozgus and Farnese somewhere inside the tower, likely preparing to burn the heretics. Has she really not learned a thing since seeing you run from Mozgus?

Serpico and Azan appear to be outside, overseeing the feedings of voluntary workers.
Weirdly enough, you feel the presence of someone watching over you again, but despite your sensing of intent growing more precise with each use, you have no idea where this entity is, and forcing your mind to focus on you only makes you see his eyes observing your movements when you close yours.
Horrifying.

There is a branded individual somewhere around the prostitution ring, but that would require you to get way in there to find out who that person is. It's getting close to the sunset, they will likely attract monster to their placements if they're not careful...
You can feel it, the ceremony will happen today. And there are no signs of either The Skull Knight, or The Black Swordsman... Where could they be!?

Merlina's scent was already very faint in her clothings, so you wouldn't even know where to start with the search for your halberd and heavy armor, but if you were to guess, it's either with Serpico, The Iron Knights lodgings, or with Farnese and Mozgus at the Tower Of Conviction.

No matter where you look, you appear to be cornered by evil entities, evil people, and horrible visions...
"Done scouting? If you want, we can split up to cover more ground. Where do you need to be?" Hyde asks, imagining that you have a plan before entering that hellhole.

...That's a problem... While you have thought about a priority list and what to look out for, you have no idea what to do when you're done, or how to prevent the ceremony aside from placing wards and hitting enemies really hard. Maybe the armoured skeleton had some ideas?

Whatever goals you have right now, you only have time to accomplish one, two at most, if you count Hyde splitting up with his harpy.

>Search for the branded individual.
>Take your belongings back.
>Take revenge on Mozgus.
>Look for the one watching over you.
>Wait for Guts and The Skull Knight.
>Gather up the beggars and ward their tents.
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>>5201757
>Take your belongings back.
>Gather up the beggars and ward their tents.
Focus on the mission, get our shit and save lives
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>>5201757
>Take your belongings back.
We gotta be ready
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>>5201757
>Take your belongings back.
>Gather up the beggars and ward their tents.
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>>5201757
>>Take your belongings back.
>>Gather up the beggars and ward their tents.
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>>5201770
>support
revenge is a secondary concern when compared to saving lives.
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>>5201770
Support

Vlad is a weapon against the god hand, but instead of fighting, his purpose is to ruin and frustrate their influence and plans. Time to fulfill his duty.
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>>5201770
Support.

Saving as many lives as possible from the incarnation ceremony should be top priority.
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>>5201757
>Gather up the beggars and ward their tents.
>Search for the branded individual.
>Take your belongings back.
In that order, if we have time
>Look for the one watching over you.
Make sure we a make ward for the branded person specficly so they don't attract apostles or monsters that might attack the beggars
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"Can you get my stuff at the tower? I'm already afraid that people will recognise me without a disguise. It's going to be easier to enter and leave the tower as someone who's Mozgus has never seen the face of."

"Got it, but... How do you plan on hiding your face from the Knights? They've been after you, right?" Hyde reminds you.
"Yeah, I better use something to hide my identity... Give me your hat!"
"What? No!"
"This is serious, Hyde. Stop fooling around!"
"I'm not giving you my hunting hat, it's what makes me look cool when flying through the-" You snatch the damn thing from him, exposing the bald spots behind his head.
"You don't see me caring about vanity here, do you?"
"With a face like that, aging poorly will the last of your problems..." Hyde begrudgingly whistles for the harpy to take him to the skies.

Taking several chalks and rocks from several tents, you go warding each and every single one of them, connecting them by a string of wirings so none of them are cut off when you eventually spread your od net throughout the refugee camp, always making sure to hide from knights and lower the hat down to your chin. So long as they stay here in this line, none shall be sacrificed.

Which makes it extra frustrating when you see some people getting captured by the knights, being accused of cultists. The lodgings are gargantuan in size, and even with your wrists and digits starting to sting from too much drawing, you continue focusing on your mission. Calling the attention of the knights or the crowd didn't go so well the last few times, so let's do what you do best, draw.

After a few hours of hiding, drawing and thread making, you finally run out of chalk, ink, and whatever else you could use to draw. Counting how many lines and houses you went through in your hand, you'd be lucky to save over a thousand of these people if they stay huddled in the ring. Better than nothing, they might as well count their blassings.

Observing the last tent you warded, you bump your head with a familiar girl that was about to exit that place. It was Nina, the harlot that offered her services a few days back.
"Oh, it's you..." Nina recognised your face, but still attempted to get up, taking the hand of a dark skinned girl who was covering her face and cooing with her.
"Ooooh..."
"Sorry, but Elaine and I are not in working ours. We need to run away- Eek!" Nina attempts to run again, but starts to cough as blood appears between her legs.

"You alright there, girl? You don't look to be in any conditions to be running- You offer a hand for her to stand, but waver after feeling the Od of her companion. Despite her innocent and childlike attitue, her spirit is just as dark as Guts'. And worse, there appears to be a familiar circling around her...
"Grau?" The girl appears to be unable to speak your language, too.

"Don't touch Elaine! She has syphilis! And she's not for sale!" Nina uncharacteristically appears to defend her dumber friend.
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"You still haven't explained why you're running, I'm not one of the knights, if that's what you're worried about. I was a prisoner of theirs, so you can trust me wholeheartedly." You reassure the shaking prostitute, which blurts out the reason she's leaving.

"I... killed someone. The Knights are after me, because I'm one of the occultists..." She says after a few sobs.
"So there really was a cult here..."

"All of my friends have disappeared, Luca, Lucie, Fouquet... They're all dead, and it's my fault!" Nina sobs uncontrollably as her voice gets louder. "I killed poor Joachim after he thought of rattling me to the knights! I have nowhere to go, so I will run-" You cover her mouth so she stops calling attention to herself. You can somewhat understand her thought process, but if she wants to stay safe, why is she taking a cursed woman with her?
"You're a lot safer staying here, friend. Why don't you take a seat and-"

"NO I AM NOT! THIS IS MY ONLY CHANCE OF ESCAPING!" She shakes her friend around as she throws her tantrum, only making you more dizzy as you attempt to see straight without her Od reducing yours.
A branded woman, and spirits circling around you both, this is dangerous...

>Do whatever you want, but leave the girl with me. She's safer with the strong.
>May I inspect your friend? Something about her seems familiar.
>You are a wench, so I'll pay you to be escorted by me. Now you can't leave.
>Stay in your tent, or I'll give you a real reason to bleed.
>I am also being persecuted by the knights as an occultist, let's hide together.
>Tie her down and tape her shut. Easier and safer.
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>May I inspect your friend? Something about her seems familiar.

Let's find the brand, and explain to her what it means, especially in regards to her being able to survive out there on her own. And then,

>I am also being persecuted by the knights as an occultist, let's hide together.
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>>5201913
>>5201930
Support this.
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>>5201930
Support.

It's probably our best option at this point. But remember we gotta be careful, very soon the faux eclipse will begin. And every choice will need to be calculated and weighed
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>>5201888
I'm sure that some people are still going to get sacrificed even with our preparations if those guys are pulling people from away from the wards and protections. Still, we did the best we could.

>>5201930
Support.
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>>5201913
>May I inspect your friend? Something about her seems familiar.
>I'm also being hunted, for aiding the black swordsman and witchcraft. And like you, it's true.
>I need to take your friend away from Albion, it's going to get too dangerous for our kind very soon. Either calm down and follow me, or stay here and hide inside the tents.
We got to get Casca away from the wards, otherwise the brand will nullify
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>>5201913
>”Do you believe in magic, Nina? Because I know my magic, no mere legerdemain but true magic. When the sun sets here tonight, dark spirits will converge here due to forces that conspire against the innocent. See that cleverly hidden marking over there? It’s a ward - a shield to protect people from evil. I plead that you not leave these wards tonight, but wait for the break of dawn and find somewhere to hide in this area for tonight. Im trusting you with this information, so please, trust in me.”
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>>5201913
>>5201930
Support

>>5201946
>We got to get Casca away from the wards, otherwise the brand will nullify

Wouldnt we want casca to be in a ward? That way she wont draw attention like guts?
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>>5201930
>support
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>>5201913
>May I inspect your friend? Something about her seems familiar.
>I am also being persecuted by the knights as an occultist, let's hide together.
Get Casca in the warded tents and hide her fast
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>>5201913
>May I inspect your friend? Something about her seems familiar.
>I am also being persecuted by the knights as an occultist, let's hide together.
Can we control the rate of growth for our plants? Can we decide on the type of plants or is it just trees? How big does the plants grow? Can we control the path of growth? We could set up sprouts infused with our Od and sweeping vines to form a semi-barrier against spirits
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>>5201990
Ignore this post, I thought it didn't got through
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>>5201930
Support +1
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>>5201930
support
Where we rendezvous with Hyde ? After each of us, has done is task that is.
I am considering to draw some temporary runes inside our armor and on Hyde clothing, when he returns.
Beyond that, there is that entity. And the tower. If the tower is used as a sort of spiritual focal point, perhaps if we put some runes in it might interfere with the ritual ? If we kill the entity, we might have less spirits hanging around. And Mozgus and the entity, are the ones killing people and spreading misery.
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>>5202064
I bet the entity is the Egg of the Perfect World. As to how to deal with it, the Enchiridion Sigillum has a rune array called "Transcendence" which in it's default form transmutes humans into sound and light (killing them). We can swap the rune for human out for the brand of sacrifice to symbolize anything Apostle related (but even then it would probably work becase th Egg is also a sacrifice).
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>>5202070
Imagine cucking Femto out of being Incarnated.
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>>5201930
This.
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>>5202081
>>5202070
I dont know if QM would let us do that.

only if we roll 3 100s in a row
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>>5202134
Becchi has been VERY accommodating to our stupid bullshit. I have no doubt that he'd let us (try to) stop THIS chance for Femto to Incarnate, but there's no way to PERMANENTLY stop Femto from Incarnating.
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>>5202070
Is possible, but we should try something that could be easier. I think this could work

What if we place runes that poison it instead, the ritual can't be stopped probably but the outcome can be changed (for example we are already denying to the ritual, a part of the camp population thanks to our runes protection). For example if one or two passages don't go well it might affect the entirety of Femto. If it creates even just one weak point or a single defect in his being, it would be a great boon for future battles against him.

Leaves the tower. We could have the tower collapse, by calling the aid of some roots or using the seeds. But we do it now, with the excuse of a fire inside maybe ? We could stop Mozgus activity for a while, all those torture tools and machines would be crushed.
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>>5201930
"I am also being persecuted by the knights as an occultist, Nina." You lift her chin up and offer a rag for her to dry her tears. "If you want to be safe, you can just hide together with me."

Nina wasn't conforted in the slightest from your talk, still gritting her teeth and holding her head, only this time she stopped talking and let go of Elaine's hand. Whatever, it's something.

"Do you mind if I take a look at this woman's face? Some of her features look familiar..." You say it about her face, but you're more curious about where the hell her brand is, it's probably somewhere in her face...

"Aaaah..." The girl barely protests as you start unwrapping the bandages on her head, to reveal a face you were not expecting to see.
"...Casca?" You quizically look at the woman's face. She has lost the short hair and the ridiculous amount of muscle mass, but her lips, her eyes, the round face, the dark hair matching her skin, and coupled with the brand of sacrifice dripping blood on her chest, this could only be her.

"Good to see you, Casca! Why are you walking around this place unarmed? Guts not here with you?"
"Uhh..." It seems her mannerisms were not merely acting, as even when you try to read her mind to see what she really has to say, nothing comes on. It's like hearing the sounds at a beach. There is noise, but no words. Whatever she went through at the eclipse was so traumatising that she locked her mind up even further than Zhafira's, reverting to the state of a small baby in the body of an adult, incapable of coherent speech and thought.

You stare at Casca for a few moments in silence, watching her innocently pinch your nose and cheeks. You never really interacted with her that much, but it's painful to see someone regress into such a state. You can't imagine how much that affected Guts if this was the woman he wanted to settle down with...

"Nina, where did you find this girl- Nina?" While you were busy sadly starting at Casca, she managed to sneak out of the tents. That idiot!
"Aaaah..." Casca attempts to follow suit, and when you try to stop her, a shockwave greatly diminishes your strength as the two of you fall. You forgot you hard your Od coating on, that probably hurts the branded as much as it does the apostles with your increased powers...

Only one moment of wavering was enough for the spirits to almost go inside you, you're on their watch just as much as Casca herself now.

>Watch over Casca.
>Search for Nina.
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>>5202239
>Watch over Casca.
If Nina wants to die so much, let her. We have to keep watch over a thousand people plus a branded.
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>>5202239
>Watch over Casca.
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>>5202239
>Watch over Casca.
The less movement the better, saves energy and Od. Casca would probably try to follow us if we left and that would lead her into more potential danger, and we can barely defend ourselves in our current state, neverminded her too.
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>>5202239
>Watch over Casca.
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>>5202239
>Watch over Casca.
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>>5202239
>>Watch over Casca.
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>>5202239
>Watch over Casca.
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>>5202239
>Watch over Casca.
Nina will be fine being dense on her own. Probably.
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>>5202263
Can't fret over every one of these refugees, even if it's someone you're somewhat familiar with. There's a thousandfold of people here, and now with Casca on your watch, Guts is bound to show up.

Thankfully, Casca's brain activity is surprisingly tame, not making an effort to go after Nina in the slightest as she was distracted by a few crows passing by her. At least she's relatively easy to keep in place.

And sure enough, you're greeted by a familiar voice coming behind you, followed by Luca and some of her group after some time has passed.
"Where is she!?" A panicked Guts storms close to you and Casca, who was sitting down next to you like a kid observing your drawings.
"Elaine! I told you to keep your face bandaged! You don't want to show features like those in a whorehouse!" Luca explains after attempting to get some rags on Casca's face. Oh, thank god. For a second there you thought Guts had syphilis...

"Is this the girl you're looking for?"
"Y-Yes... She's here... She's finally here..." Guts seems shocked, almost forcing a smile on his face after seeing Casca here. So much so to the point where he did not even notice you.
"Hey, I went through a lot of trouble to be a sitting duck here for the reincarnation ceremony. The least you could do is compliment my hat."

"That explains it. Didn't think you would be the one to find her before me, but good to know I can count with you when push comes to shove." Guts connects two and two together, knowing about your wards and how you're always one step ahead of him thanks to actually asking questions instead of bruteforcing your way in.

"No time to explain, I'm making a few wards and hoping none are told to evacuate the area. You?"
"Was searching for Casca until I saw these girls getting arrested by The Knights. Might have killed a few of them, but thanks to that they led me to someone who sounded a lot like Casca..." He speaks between several gasps, did he really go through the mountainside to Albion on foot? How much did he run?

"I'd offer a hand, but one touch here without Od coating and I'm toast. Just stick with me and we'll get through this."
"Heh, I can't believe that bucket of bones really thought we wouldn't make it out of here alive..." Guts refers to The Skull Knight, likely meeting him before you. "Causality this, struck in the tides of fate that... If he calls me The Struggler so much, he should have a little more faith about us. Griffith shows his face here? I'll stop him. And all of his asshole monster friends too."
Guts clutches the hands of Casca, with her blankly staring at him.

"I've ran away from responsibilities for too long. This time, I will surely stay with her."
"Don't want to interrupt your little moment, but where is Nina?" Luca asks you.
"She ran off. Said something about all of you being dead and being a member of the cult."
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>>5202377
"That imbecile... We go out for a few hours and the coward already thinks we're dying... She must have gotten captured by the knights, or worse, the occultists might be angry at her raising suspicion to them."
"Aw, crap. I forgot about Isidro..." Guts slaps his face as he says a new name for you to keep track of.

"Who?"
"Some kid who's been following me after I saved him from Kushans. He wanted to play hero so he spread out with Puck to find Casca."
"And you just let him walk off on his own?"
"Kid wouldn't listen to me even if I explained it to him, not that I tried doing that..." You're about to give another scolding to Guts for child endangerment, but you're interrupted by Hyde falling on the floor with his harpy-daughter, her wings bleeding and greatly damaged.

"Hey, Partner... I found your stuff..." Hyde throws out your halberd and your shortsword to you, his face still buried under the rocks.
"AAAH!" The prostitutes all cower in fear after seeing the bird woman. Her exposed breasts are almost as big as their own heads...
"Do harpies usually grow this fast?" Even Guts is a bit put off, since last time he saw one, they could all fit inside his hands...
"Hyde! You ok? What happened?" You try to shake him up, but he appears to be just as hurt as the harpy he has.

"Couldn't get all that you had, got caught... I was about to leave, but then I heard something about Mozgus being hurt, so I searched for the priest to see where he was at. Guy's been walking with a cane and with that leader of the chains. She confessed to something inside a confessionary, and then she was sent away to the torture chamber."
"What did she say?"
"Couldn't hear it, dipshits started to hit arrows on my girl soon after, but since she was the one with your items, I thought I'd let you know." He says before fainting.

You can't possibly know the meaning of her confession, but if it's related to you, the chief inquisitor will probably look for the remainder of your items. If he thinks that the reincarnation ceremony is related to the wards and the runes on Merlina's cloak, he'll likely try to destroy it...

What are the implications of that? The spell indicated that she would open the gates of hell to take one enemy from this world, but if it opens up while a discharge of evil spirits is near... This could entail in an open vortex directly to the Abyss! Something that could suck this entire place inside of it along with you if the God Hand manages to get their hands on that power.

You can't heal Hyde, Guts probably doesn't want to leave Casca's side, and there are too many things happening here at once. You can't save every one of them and do all of your tasks!

>Ask Guts to look for Nina. Puck can take care of Hyde.
>Ask Guts to go to the tower.
>Offer to protect Casca in his place.
>The runes will stay still, provided no one undoes them. You can go after Farnese yourself.
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>>5202387
>The runes will stay still, provided no one undoes them. You can go after Farnese yourself.
It's best if Vlad goes by himself, Guts will just cause the blood monster like in the Manga to form and he has Casca to watch over now.

Not to mention Vlad will be ironically safer the farther he is from Guts and Casca. And with his new magic abilities he could likely handle Mozgus and his torturers, especially with those ranged wisps and trees.
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>>5202387
>The runes will stay still, provided no one undoes them. You can go after Farnese yourself.
Make sure to tell Guts that we warded the area.
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>>5202387
>Ask Guts to go to the tower.
>Offer to protect Casca in his place.
>If we don't stop Mozgus from destroying the cape, the pseudo-eclipse will turn into a full blown one. It will be what happened to you both, but over the entire city.
>I know you want to protect her yourself Guts, but she is safer here, and I'm the only one that knows how to maintain the wards or make new ones. I need you to save us all Guts.
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>>5202401
+1
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>>5202387
>The runes will stay still, provided no one undoes them. You can go after Farnese yourself.
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>>5202387
>The runes will stay still, provided no one undoes them. You can go after Farnese yourself.
>Ask Guts to look for Nina. Puck can take care of Hyde.
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>>5202401
+1
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>>5202387
>>The runes will stay still, provided no one undoes them. You can go after Farnese yourself.
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>>5202387
>>The runes will stay still, provided no one undoes them. You can go after Farnese yourself.
>Ask Guts to look for Nina. Puck can take care of Hyde.
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>>5202387
>The runes will stay still, provided no one undoes them. You can go after Farnese yourself.
If we let Mozgus destroy the cloak, we are all fucked.

>Ask Guts to look for Nina. Puck can take care of Hyde.
But Nina and Hyde need to be kept an eye on as well.
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I'm fine with the vote of looking for Farnese and all, but maybe we ask Puck if he can heal Hyde or the harpie. Better the harpie in case there's a problem and she has to take Hyde somewhere safe
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>>5202387
How much control do we have over the growth of the seeds?
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>>5202452
Puck is not present I believe. He is somewhere with Serpico.
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>>5202401
>>5202402
"The runes will stay right where they are unless someone deliberately tears them down, or if the power of the spirits is too great, but I've made enough of these to last against every apostle I've met and then some. They might grow weaker if something happens to me, but in that case, you can just run from Albion with Casca or whatever." You take your weapons and decide to help Farnese out.

"Bold of you to think I would run. Staying still isn't something I enjoy doing either, so I'll have to pass on whatever you're drawing here." Guts draws his giant sword, ignoring the possibility of them all dying here.
"So you're going after Nina?" Luca asks expecting a good answer.
"No, but I know a few troublemakers who are probably still after her. I'll bring Casca along with me."

"She's safer in the tents, though."
"Every time I let her in someone else's care, it only served for me to run farther away from Casca. I don't care if two marked people draw more enemies than when they're alone, she stays with me." Guts pulls Casca's arm with her as the other girls huddle inside the tents.
"Aaa..." Casca doesn't register why she's being dragged around by Guts, wanting him to let go, something that appears to bring him great sadness.

And off you go, mounting on your horse before feeling a great disturbance in your being once more. The same feeling you got when together with Guts and Casca. Another branded human?

No... This time, you can feel that he's somewhat hostile. Going around and tearing over runes you've made on some tents. Closing your eyes once more, the one responsible for undoing your work finally speaks to you.

"You are undoing their work... Undoing the one event meant to occur in front of such a worthless being such as myself. The ritual shall go on, or else there will be no purpose to all this madness. This is for the love of life. The Perfect World shall be made.

While he definitely has the Od of a sacrificed, he's also too similar to an actual apostle for you to have considered that first. Could someone be both at the same time?

If he really goes through with leaving the enemies ready to harvest more people, none here shall be left alive. How could one consider the end of the world as you know it something positive? Even with your newfound blessings, you're still feeling just as vulnerable as ever in this place. Given how horny the spirits of the orgy cult are, ending up like Casca if you get possessed is definitely a possibility, or worse, doing something akin to Femto to a girl like Farnese.

Farnese... what could she possibly have said to Mozgus to warrant torture to such a devoted martyr of the See?
Getting your weapons, saving Farnese, Hyde and the others, fighting Mozgus, die trying, or lose your mind to the spirits. Which one shall it be?

End Of The Timeline: Chapter End
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>>5202506
A good chapter, we accomplished much this time around.
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>>5202506
I knew they were going to mess with the wards.
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>>5202506
Wait the egg of the new world trying to destroy Vlad's wards is a good thing. Because it means he won't be at the tower to turn Mozgus and his disciples into pseudo-apostles. And because he's in the refugee camps, skull knight will have a much easier time targeting him and could even kill the egg.

We could actually end up stopping this pseudo-eclipse, and cuck Griffith out of a physical body. Though that would vastly change the storyline of Berserk.
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>>5202558
Drastically changing the story is probably on the table considering we are playing a fanfic quest with a magic vegetable knight.
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>>5202563
We have already changed some events in the story though, specifically with how Griffith was sent to the tower of rebirth and how the Band of the Hawk fell to ruin. But we didn't change any of the main characters are or personalities, which has been for the best I think.

But yes Vlad drastically changing the story of berserk would fit in with the story. It'd fit in with that Karmic Causality theme of previous actions setting the future in stone. And Vlad had taken many actions to stop and frustrate the god hands plans. And Vlad's influence grows the more his power does, and he's definitely higher than he's ever been thanks to embracing his Astral and plantomorph heritage.
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>>5202506
>Egg of the Perfect World is fucking up our wards
That little shit. At least this time Skull Knight can probably kill the fucker.
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>>5202506
good chapter.

Well that s a big problem. We will save less people now, the more he runes he breaks.
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.... then again we have gunpowder and this demon just decided to reveal himself to us, and we know what he is doing. Hunting him down could be done. But then it becomes a problem of how fast we are. We have still to grab our stuff, Farnese and then out of the tower.
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>>5202506
egg boy is either irrationally obsessed or those wards really could fuck up the incarnation ceremony, We should leave the primary goal of grabbing the cape and secondary goal of saving Farnese to Guts. Vlad needs to either kill egg boy or stall him for skull knight/ensure enough people survive to disrupt the ceremony.
Also get puck to heal that harpy, could be too easily be killed at the moment and Vlad blew part of a wish on them.
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>>5202912
I really want to see Skull Knight unhinge his jaw like a snake to eat the Egg.
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>>5202912
Supporting this post
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>>5203001
forgot the
>+1
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>>5202912
I think Vlad was very accurate in saying that Mozgus burning Merlina's cloak right now could open up a serious can of bard worms.
I say we leave Skull Knight to the Egg, of which the wards will have a negative effect (however slight) on the egg's capabilities until they're all taken care of and him being on flat open ground kind of fucks his escape anyways.
If we don't want to get an early Great Roar of the Astral World, we need to secure the cape.
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>>5202912
Sending Guts in there will 100% end in the bloodbath. I love the guy but this mission requires subtlety imo. Also he has no magical expertise whatsoever which can be required if something were to happen with Merlina's cloak.
Additionally a presence of a branded person is likely to cause what happened when Casca was brought into the torture chamber. Which is the opposite of what we want I would assume.
On top of that we want to get our armor there do we not? Do you expect Guts to grab it in one hand while swinging his sword with another? He will also have to somehow persuade Farnese to follow him since she has no reason to trust him. For her he's the Black Swordsman after all. It will be much easier for Vlad to do.
Besides would he even agree to go there solo? He just declared that he's not letting Casca out of his immediate surroundings. In the original he had to get into the tower to save Her but here he has no such reason.
Also Puck is not present and currently cannot heal anyone.
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>>5203033
Changing my vote here, whatever we do, we need to get that cape first or else it's daemon world time
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>>5203033
A bit late to respond but, Guts is here because he wants to stop Griffith, just explaining that the cape could be used to tear a portal into the abyss and that would likely be exploited by Griffith would be enough, Farnese could help him with that if she is willing to play ball to escape torturous death. If she acts like a dumb ass sure Guts will leave her but she could possibly bail herself out at that point.
As for Vlad, only he can fix up the wards and if casuality kicks in and makes the reincarnation ceremony happen then if Vlad doesn't want to drop fucking dead or worse he needs to be either...
A. way outside of Albion all but abandoning the fight and he is the type of person who would refuse doing so.
B. stay the fuck inside the warded safe zone reinforcing and repairing damaged wards where egg boy happens to be currently.
We could sent Guts to try and kill or stall egg boy but Vlad can only track him with his odd sense it seems like. If the blob monster occurs and kicks off the incarnation ceremony Vlad is outright going to die unless someone physically drags hims out of Albion and even then he could be fully possessed or corrupted.
Despite his power up Vlad is still in danger of possession by regular ass evil spirits so I don't see him accomplishing anything outside the safe area if things go to hell.
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Work really took my energy this week anons, unfortunately I'll push the next session for next week.

Hope I've managed to emulate the chaotic energy of the reincarnation ceremony by the end of the last session. We're talking code alpha omega sigma red here, even if everything goes right and Vlad survives that doesn't guarantee much else since you're fighting 5 gods and all. Glad you've all been enjoying at least, just don't expect the good moments to last, happiness in this place works like a pendulum. The bigger they are, the harder causality strikes back.
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>>5205370
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>>5205370
Well shit, see you next week chief.
Hopefully if we just focus on getting the cape and rushing back to fix the wards we can make the fight a bit less impossible.
But I doubt anons are going to miss the opportunity to mess with Farnese and be at the ground zero.
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>>5205417
Captcha was AG4ST, it's also afraid.
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>>5205370
To be honest, my expectations have been set to tragedy porn ever since you revealed yourself as a fellow Fata Morgana respecter.
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>>5205370
If Vlad does succeed at stopping the reincarnation ceremony things won't go well for him. The god hand will be fucking pissed, especially Femto. And will all likely be gunning to punish Vlad, especially for using the currents of causality against them.
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>>5205515
Yeah, I can see Slan, Void and Femto especially wanting Vlad dead or worse. Causality is meant to be immutable after all, and Vlad going against that would nettle them like nothing else.
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>>5205515
>>5205576
>Thinking Vlad will stop struggling no matter what happens
>Clueless
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>>5205431
Oh anon, you know me too well...
If anything finding a way to punish the PC without completely riling up the playerbase is my favorite part of thinking of the updates.
Wouldn't be Berserk if everyone got what they wanted without a price
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>>5207276
But that's fine, because everyone is not getting what they want. Only Vlad. One is not all ergo it is within the legally defined limits.

Checkmate, Behelitheists.
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>>5207276
What a weird looking jawbreaker
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Coming in to confirm the session tomorrow!
As always I'll post the first two updates at midnight and then hit the bed. Good thing I have the first post ready! See you then.
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>>5214228
I await either glory or a glorious death in combat with the god hand
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Rolled 4, 93, 40 = 137 (3d100)

>>5214308
I vote to punch Conrad in his dick.
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Going further from the three sacrificed targets of the God Hand, Gunpowder gallops away from the refugee camp in order to get your armor back at you, as well as rescuing Farnese, and doing whatever you think is a good punishment for Mozgus for all the atrocities he's done in his life as a chief inquisitor.

Before leaving, you've observed Guts going after Nina on request of the prostitutes, making sure to keep Casca along with him. Hopefully his encounter with the cult won't take longer than your trip.
The other sacrificed, however, seems to be actively making an effort to undo your protection seals. He seemed not to be directly interested in killing the refugees or even calling attention to himself, so going along with the plan without being noticed is crucial to him, the faster he takes care of your waste, the sooner he's able to help in the reincarnation ceremony.

'For the love of life'... Whatever could he mean by that?
Knowing how these monsters tend to be stronger and more present at night, there is still plenty of time to get your stuff, take Farnese out and bail, but that would require either a fantastic amount of stealth, proficiency, or straight up luck and fate.

When reaching the tower up close, you can still feel the heavy aura of the damned screaming inside that settlement. You can barely hear your inner thoughts thanks to the screams of the tortured, this was the breeding ground of the first God Hand member, so the area is fittingly torturous to be around. This is not unlike the times you were haunted by visions of red when seeing regular people or settlements, only difference is now that you can somewhat stand it, and now you know why it happens.

Hopping off your horse and walking around the place, you are almost caught by Azan talking to one of the troops, inquiring on their actions.
"We'll be burning heretics until the end of next season if we keep doing it at this pace, where is our leader?"
"Lady Farnese was in the confessionary with Mozgus not too long ago, they should be planning their next plans for the following days."
"Anything they ordered us to do in the meantime?"
"Evacuating the beggars at the sight of any suspicious activity. They won't be safe out there in the wild, so taking them in the facility is top priority."
"Those dirty peasants should not be here in the holy ground! If you ask me, helping them in general is already a blasphemous act."
"It's a good thing I'm in command of your troop, now go spread the world around the perimeter." Azan pushes the footsoldier away so he can do his job.
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>>5214446
Not only are your wards being destroyed by a creature who by all means, should not be able to touch it, but provided there's a safespot there, it will likely be ignored as soon as Azan gives the order for people to enter the tower, the exact breeding ground everyone here should be avoiding.
Is it worth to warn Azan? He's certainly the most skeptical of The See's actions, but just like Serpico, he's following orders, and the orders probably say 'Arrest or kill Vlad on sight'.

The situation makes you feel more worthless with each passing second, but that doesn't stop Azan from idly guarding the entrance of the tower. Given how he is alone, the knights have great faith in his strength to stop any threats in the near viscinity.
He's one of the few you haven't fought while you were under Farnese, but any punch could be detrimental now that causality is giving you an ugly look.
Really, you can't really recall when causality was ever in your favor, if that really is a real factor in play.

>Talk to Azan, tell him not to evacuate in case of emergency.
>Talk to Azan, tell him to let you inside the tower.
>Sneak past him at the cost of leaving Gunpowder outside.
>Attempt to knock him out with a surprise attack and go inside unnoticed.
>Circle around and look for a place with fewer guards, you can enter by climbing a wall or through a window that way.
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>>5214450
>>Circle around and look for a place with fewer guards, you can enter by climbing a wall or through a window that way
CLIMBING YOU SAY
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>>5214450
>>Circle around and look for a place with fewer guards, you can enter by climbing a wall or through a window that way.
Speed is vital. So let us be fast.
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>>5214450
>Circle around and look for a place with fewer guards, you can enter by climbing a wall or through a window that way.
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>>5214450
>Circle around and look for a place with fewer guards, you can enter by climbing a wall or through a window that way.
Wasting time whilst the Egg and Mozgus are both maneuvering to fuck everyone over is out of the question. Just climb on in.
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>>5214450
>>Circle around and look for a place with fewer guards, you can enter by climbing a wall or through a window that way.
we can climb very well
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>>5214450
>Circle around and look for a place with fewer guards, you can enter by climbing a wall or through a window that way
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>>5214450
>Circle around and look for a place with fewer guards, you can enter by climbing a wall or through a window that way.
Surely this time we will not fall.
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>>5214450
>Circle around and look for a place with fewer guards, you can enter by climbing a wall or through a window that way.:
Hell yeah time for another berserk session, been looking forward to this one. EZY:
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>>5214450
>Circle around and look for a place with fewer guards, you can enter by climbing a wall or through a window that way.
THIS ISN'T THE WALL OF DEATH
WE SHOULDN'T BE JOBBING TO THIS
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>>5214727
And you're all right! Climbing is one of Vlad's fortes, however you're still going to roll for stealth, don't want to get noticed by any guards that slow you down before you get to Mozgus
A 1d100+10 should do it, Vlad isn't dumb to get a critical failure over here while he's still unnoticed.
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Rolled 52 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>5214770
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Rolled 27 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>5214770
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Rolled 42 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

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>>5207276
QM, how much control do we have over our plants other than making them grow? Can we choose the type? The direction? Adjust the rate and maximum growth? Give the seeds "delayed" orders? Can we affect other types of plants, and the ones that already "hatched" from the seeds? We may be able to make them grow into a protective array.
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>>5214772
>>5214781
>>5214783
Not bad, I'd call it a good pass.
>>5214791
So far it's limited to trees, the direction is usually upwards but with some experimenting you can control how fast it grows. You'll get a chance to try some stuff out still in this session.
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>>5214812
Would it be possible to have our trees grow with wards in their bark?
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>>5214821
Only if you carve it after it's grown
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>>5214772
>>5214781
>>5214783
Climbing? No problem. You have enough practice with these things to hold your weight on the smallest indentations. The only hard part will be doing this unnoticed without leaving Gunpowder out there in the wild. Trotting makes a lot of noise, could you somehow sneak your horse inside a tower without anyone noticing?

'I go in' You read your horse's thoughts, but seeing the height of the only unlocked window in the room, it might be hard to get there unnoticed, let alone going down to bring your horse there.
"Sorry friend, I don't think you will."
'Vlad never lets Gunpowder do the hard work. Leave him out of next fight and Vlad will have no horse.'
"Ugh... Why don't we find something for you to distract yourself with in the meantime?"

Circling around the perimeter, you notice a few guards sleeping against the wall. Either The See has been overworking their guards, or they're as disinterested in their work as always.

Gunpowder easily kicks them up close, dragging their bodies far from their placements and into some bushes down the incline.
"If anyone comes over here, draw attention to yourself to distract them."
'Not listening to orders.' Gunpowder still seems angry at not fighting the priest, but you can't exactly lift him while holding your weight on these blocks.

Balancing yourself on the rock tiles, your hands slip a few times when feeling and seeing glimpses of corpses and spirits attempting to jumpscare you into a fall, but knowing that they're only illusions - at least for now - proves to work in your favor.

Feeling your limbs growing tired, you take the risk of levering your halberd on the nearest open window and going up that way, taking a second to rest while you observe your surroundings. The ghouls aren't even letting you do your usual acrobatic moves...

You find yourself in the midst of a spiral staircase, not being sure where either way leads to but up and down. Hyde saw Mozgus and your belongings when he was flying, so that's likely where he still is, but Farnese? Sensing her presence only leads to more disturbing visions and leaves your body more open to possession. Following the voices will probably be your best bet, as bad as that sounds...

But while Farnese's life might be in danger, Mozgus accidentally activating a field removal spell inside the tower sounds just as dangerous, plus your vengeful spirit wants payback from the beating he gave you across the face with a bible.

>Go after Mozgus.
>Farnese might be in danger.
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>>5214866
>Farnese might be in danger.
Causality will make shit hit the fan no matter what, so might as well go after what we can change.
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>>5214866
>>Farnese might be in danger.
DAMN Farnese wasn't lying that farnussy can be farting
😳:wind::wind:
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>>5214866
Damn it Gunpowder, stop being difficult.

>Go after Mozgus.
Letting Mozgus do his thing not only robs us of a valuable means of fighting back, but also, y'know, potentially means ripping open a hole into the Abyss and dragging us all kicking and screaming into Hell with no saves. Farnesse, if she's smart (which I know she isn't but bear with me), will run away and go hide somewhere. Stopping Mozgus from killing us all is more important than the fire pussy right now.
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>>5214866
>Farnese might be in danger.

Time to save the arsonist.
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>>5214866
>Farnese might be in danger.
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>>5214866
>Go after Mozgus.
We CANNOT allow for an early great roar of the astral!
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>>5214866
>Go after Mozgus
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>>5214866
>Go after Mozgus
Sussy activities will not to be tolerated!
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>>5215009
Ignore this one
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>>5215025
You clicked on my you doofus
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>>5215025
>>5215020
I mean the 5020 one
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>>5214869
>>5214877
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>>5214897
Being careful in sneaking past the guards, you're astounded by how few of them are in the settlement once you reach the inside of the tower. A building this big should be filled with people, but there couldn't be more than a dozen of them on each floor. Either they were in some sort of gathering, or the large majority of them were outside doing their tasks, good for them, and good for you.

Finding Farnese was easier said than done. You are a lot more lost than you might want to admit without your Od Sense, and going down isn't exactly a great lead when there are more than one set of stairs to use. Your only lead was wherever made you feel more nauseous, and by the time you reached the epicenter of mayhem, you were limping and dragging your feet trying to muster enough cleansing energy to keep yourself afloat, the priority was not turning that damn thing off, but it was only growing harder by the minute...

The spiked door was sturdy, and didn't budge despite giving several tugs and pulls, the dark hallway you followed through made it sure that people didn't go in there by accident, but the lock was the extra measure it needed so no one opened it accidentally, and that's provided they got past the guards.

They were already making their way back to where you stood, seeing as you observed their numbers increasing the closer you've gotten to this chamber, their formation made it so patrollers only reached this place every 2 minutes, with more guards probably being inside to protect the torturers.

You were starting to regret ignoring Merlina's cloak for Farnese, but after hearing what was going on inside with your enhanced senses, you couldn't be happier for arriving here early.

"Your confession was courageous, Lady Farnese. Not all of us would admit to such rampant thoughts. Do you remember what your punishment should be?"
"Wavering faith is not a sin in of itself, but acting upon them under the influence of a sinner is unfitting of a Holy Lady... Distractions will only hinder our mission, so the cause of my lust should be promptly... removed.
"Do you feel afraid, commander? Embarrassed, perhaps? This might be a common practice for wenches and sex addicts, but not for people like you."
"Th-Thou shalt not advert their eyes to their punishment! My virtues are far greater than my sins, if this is all it takes for him to get out of my head, I will endure it without being afraid."
"Very well, you can start undressing. I'll just need to clean the pincer."

Farnese seems willing to mutilate her sexual organs just to get rid of her torture fetish. She says her words in earnest, but you doubt they'll give her any anesthetic, and that's likely going to change her mind the moment the pliers start yanking off her nipples.
The footsteps of a nearby guard are starting to sound closer, you won't have a good amount of time to carefully think this through.
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>>5215042

>Ambush the guard as he turns around the corner.
>Bust the door open with brute force.
>Attempt to break the lock by growing a seed in the frame.
>Hide in the darkness and wait for him to pass.
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>>5215042
>Attempt to break the lock by growing a seed in the frame.
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>>5215043
>Hide in the darkness and wait for him to pass.
Metal Gear Plant
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>>5215043
>>Attempt to break the lock by growing a seed in the frame.
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>>5215042
>>5215043
Ignoring the cloak for Farnese and her torture fetish was almost certainly a mistake. Ah well, we'll reap the consequences soon enough.

>Attempt to break the lock by growing a seed in the frame.
The sooner we get this over with, the sooner we can (attempt to) catch up to Mozgus.
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>>5215043
>Attempt to break the lock by growing a seed in the frame.
Dang, thank god we got here when we did, mutilation of sex organs is a major ouch for anyone.
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>>5215046
>>5215050
>>5215056
>>5215058
>>5215074
Time to test out how well we can control the seeds and their growth spurts. Give me a little roll for results, the difference of it making a dent to open the door or blocking the way with a large trunk will depend on the numbers, let's see what we get!
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>>5215043
>Attempt to break the lock by growing a seed in the frame.
>Leave another seed nearby in case you need to use it to swiftly incapacitate the guard or something like that.
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Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>5215108
Whoopsie daisy
Let's hope RNGesus is with me today
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Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>5215108
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Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>5215108
Best out of 3?
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>>5215128
Nice one anon! Good roll!
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>>5215112
>>5215113
>>5215128
👌
God running quests on April Fools is always a trip
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>>5215134
No a trip is the thing you secure to make yourself look like even more of an asshole. :)
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>>5215134
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>>5215128
Finally, a stroke of luck. Or is it merely a trick of the light?
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>>5215112
>>5215113
>>5215128
Taking one seed from the pouch, you place it inbetween the door frames and mutter the keyword 'Grow' to see if you can destroy the locking mechanism while not obstructing the pathway.

The sound of metallic clanks proves to work somewhat, even if the grown stems break apart as you attempt to make them grow into a proper shape. With one more seed being placed in the dent, growing the next one managed to make a hole in the knob, this time without completely destroying the tree, which kept growing despite finishing its task.

"Stop!" You hope screaming the opposite order will work, and to your surprise, it actually does! They did come from your body, so maybe you can control them at will, hopefully you'll get used to these things enough to not be shouting every time you order them around.

"Who's there?" The guard notices the door being broken, calling for reinforcements as he rushes towards the entrance. You've had enough time to enter the chamber, but you've only gotten more chills down your spine as you take a good look at what they were doing there.

Several heretics were stripped naked, tied down by iron chairs, being impaled in spiked coffins. Their heads were being crushed, genitals were being destroyed, and several dead bodies were tied to the ceiling to intimidate newcomers to their fate.
Inside, several masked disciples of Mozgus were emotionlessly doing their deeds, the way they looked so casual as the men and women inside were screaming for their lives proved that this was as easy for them as a villager doing his every day job.

In the midst of it, A man wearing a crow's mask was holding a pair of hot, iron pliers, aiming at the clitoris of a nude Farnese, being tied to an wooden stool with shackles behind her back.
"Vl-Vlad?!" She seemed shocked, either by your presence, or by letting someone other than the holy men see her in this state.
"So you're the one that injured Father Mozgus." The crow briefly retracts his hand, acknowledging you as you take out your halberd.
"Injured? He barely felt that hit when I knocked him over with the iron ball."
"Father Mozgus was already injured thanks to his prostrations. His legs were already weak due to throwing himself down to got a thousand times a day. Forcing him into a run made it impossible for him to walk without a cane, forcing him to only do 500 throws a day."

So that's how he got this strong? He threw himself to the floor 1000 times a day, every day? No wonder he thought you could take those whippings, his durability could rival even Guts himself.
"Father Mozgus takes his devotion to God with much pride, as we do with our jobs. You have obstructed our devotion, and in turn, pose as a threat to our ways." The crow points to a musclehead, who attempts to hold your arms in place and restrain you from moving.
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>>5215226
"Whatever you are about to do, it will undoubtedly mean harm to our faith, or to Father Mozgus, and we cannot let you leave now that you finally are where you belong."

The other guards have entered the torture chamber with mixed reactions.
"Isn't this a bit too much?"
"My God! Is that man's chest open? He's still breathing!"

"Don't pretend to be surprised, Men of The See. This is what we've all agreed to when we signed our deal with the Lord. Our actions might be heavy, but God will guide us to a prosperous afterlife. It is why our path in life will always test out faith through the tragedy and grey morality of our actions."

The crow's comforting voice appears to calm the newbies down as he stands before Farnese to cover the view of the crowd from her naked body, while the older, quieter soldiers only stare back at him.

"You shall leave. Your commander deserves better than to be seen in this state. We have everything under control, and this heretic will soon realise the error of his ways, or reclaim his purity in the afterlife." The other disciples shoo the regular guards away from the torture chamber, which pretended they did not see a thing.
Even if you leave with Farnese, not only you'll have to fight these weirdly dressed torturers, but the guards outside who are now aware of your presence.

>Why are you doing this?
>Farnese, did you really agree to being tortured?
>How are you saving people's souls through torture and death?
>Mozgus is a twisted madman, and so are you for following him!
>Attack the musclehead restraining you.
>Write-in.
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>>5215241
>Farnese, did you really agree to being tortured?
>Attack the musclehead restraining you.
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>>5215241
>Attack the musclehead restraining you.
>Farnese, did you really agree to being tortured?
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>>5215255
>Support
>How are you saving people's souls through torture and death?
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>>5215241
>Attack the musclehead restraining you.
>Why I would explain why I'm trying to stop Mozguz from destroying mu cape and opening a portal to the Abyss, but seeing what you do, you prbably thing that hell is heaven.
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>>5215241
>Attack the musclehead restraining you.
>How are you saving people's souls through torture and death?
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>>5215241
>>Attack the musclehead restraining you.
No time for talk attack now
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>>5215241
>Attack the musclehead restraining you.
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>>5215241
>"God inspires goodness, not acts like this against our fellow man. It is his place to punish those who stray from goodness, not ours. Nothing you do to someone can absolve them of sin - they have to overcome it themselves. But I doubt any of you will consider my words, attached to the ways of Mozgus as you are."
>Attack the musclehead restraining you.
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>>5215255
>>5215268
>>5215273
>>5215278
>>5215279
>>5215298
Seems like plenty of people already want to go for the punch, so let's see how that goes.
A 1d100 should do it to begin the brawl, don't be afraid to get your hands dirty
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Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>5215303
How fucked up would it be if we planted a seed on him when we punched him, so we can grow it into roots to restrain
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Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>5215303
I wonder how high we'd have to roll in order to explode this guy with a tree.
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Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>5215303
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Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>5215303
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>>5215309

very nice.
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>>5215309
hopefully high enough 😈
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>>5215309

He swallowed?
Grow eet.
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>>5215309
Well this was unexpected. Let's hope this is enough.
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>>5215309
>>5215311
No amount of muscles will stand in the way of saving the innocents... even if Farnese isn't all that innocent given her track record.

Jumping up and twisting the musclehead's arms all the way down his back, he's forced to let go as you slice at his back and pick at his shoulder blade, making him fall to the floor as he staggered and searched for an iron wheel larger than himself, which he could somehow carry with a single hand.
"God inspires goodness, not acts of torture and death against our fellow man. Nothing you do to someone can absolve them of sin - they have to overcome it themselves." You ready your attack stance as the baby faced muscle man gets up, followed by two midget twins carrying oversized saws, and a tall man carrying a chain with razor sharp jaws at the end of his weapon.

The crow gives his set of pliers to an impish masked torturer as he grabs a man catcher, a pole weapon smilar to yours, only with a semi-circular end to it with spring loaded doors to pin and drag people down.
"Sinning is not a choice, but living in sin is a sentence fit for eternal damnation. By paying with your body in this realm, their souls shall be cleansed. God does not judge the appearance, or the mistakes of the past, but the temper of your character."

"I doubt even you believe what you're saying."
"Fate ordered me to be this way. Nowhere in the scriptures was I condemned by my actions or by my background. Father Mozgus adopted us and raised us into our care himself, it is proof that he is just and kind, to adopt us into his church without caring about the way we are. Surely Farnese, and even you would be accepted, if you were willing to repent."

"Farnese, you can't possibly have agreed to this torture!" You exclaim to the blonde girl behind him, which makes her advert her eyes.

"I...I..." She goes into silence, as she remembers what she said to Mozgus before being taken into the chamber as she kneeled in the confessionary.

"Father Mozgus... The Phantom has never left my thoughts. Even as we speak, my mind is still haunted by our encounters, what could this mean to a sinner's wavering faith? One that sees so many vile acts of fear and impoverishment of spirits... As a sign of failure?
Could it be that you are infatuated by his character, Lady Farnese? You have stated previously that you've met him in your teenage years.
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>>5215400
With so many holy crusades, I have tried to bury the thoughts of romance and carnal pleasures under my missions... However, I'm afraid the repression has only made me unable to process what I think of that man. This indecisiveness is the reason of my wavering.
The deploring of criminal acts is as dangerous as doubting one's own faith. Being a constant intrusive thoughts must mean he has already made his way into your spirit. There is a way to inhibit your corruption, but I'm afraid a lady such as yourself might find those methods quite disgraceful.
Please, Father Mozgus! I do not wish to think of him no more. I have failed too many times in my missions to capture The Black Swordsman. I have exhausted all measures of self-restrain... There is nothing more that I wish other than to act by my faith, and to God alone!
Very well. All lambs are bound to get lost from the cattle, but it is duty of the pastor to always go after the ones near dangerous pastures. May The Lord be with you.

Farnese tearfully remembers that she went back on her word. She wanted to forget that you were able to use magic and just live her life while keeping her lust to herself, and to ensure that, she would grow so desperate as to attempt to mutilate her genitalia to end her pleasures. To be honest, she doesn't even know the main reason to be crying, with how many feelings and beliefs of her are being broken with each passing experience.

"Are you alright? Don't worry! We'll fix your arm as soon as we deal with this fiend." The imp helps the musclehead as he crouches over at death's door, despite looking like freakish abominations, the disciples are still human, and would likely go down just as easily as the average man if you hit them hard enough.

"We are all born with disabilities, be they visible or not. Our duty is not to judge, but to lead them closer to salvation. It is true that our actions are seen as heinous, not even I can admit to enjoying what I do, but being chosen by hand by Father Mozgus gave me faith. After being shunned by society for our looks and appearances, we have a chance to join threads with the hands of fate."

"You have went from being opressed to the one persecuting others, all that changed was the target being crippled to the common heretic. The mindless drivel Mozgus constantly fed you would ill make you hear my words."
"Indeed, I can tell that you are too far gone to join us. Perhaps in heaven, we shall meet together as brothers of God." The crow raises his weapon, charging you with the twins, the musclehead and the tall bearer of chains, with the imp going back to Farnese to remove her womanhood.

>Finish off the musclehead.
>Face forward and meet the crow's clash.
>Jump over the twins and slice their heads off with the shortsword.
>Go under the tall torturer and break his legs.
>Stop the imp from mutilating Farnese.
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>>5215404
>Stop the imp from mutilating Farnese.
top priority is saving Farnese from this torture palace.
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>>5215404
>Stop the imp from mutilating Farnese.
The entire point of coming down here.
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>>5215404
>>Stop the imp from mutilating Farnese.
Crowboy is such a case. Could have been a pretty alright dude had he not been infected with the crazy from daddy-smashes-his-face. Well at least he has manners.
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>>5215404
>Finish off the musclehead.
>You will not enter enter heaven, for you work towards the will of the falcon of darkness, and your tainted the temple of God into a mirror of the Abyss. But I already promised the demons I would burn down their home, so we will meet again.
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>>5215400
>Stop the imp from mutilating Farnese.
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>>5215404
>Stop the imp from mutilating Farnese
>Throw seeds behind us to tangle them while we save Farnese
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>>5215409
>>5215410
>>5215411
>>5215412
>>5215423
>>5215435
Roll to kill the imp, Vlad is strong enough to one shot a disabled guy, but only if he gets over this 60 DC, anything else will just hurt a lot.
Skimming over Berserk 2016 for shitpost pics, worst mistake of my life.
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Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>5215478
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Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>5215478
let's see if I can do better
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Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>5215478
Pain
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>>5215482
>>5215478
There's nothing I love more than obliterating the physically disabled.
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>>5215494
What about the mentally disabled?
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>>5215498
That too.
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>>5215494
Kek 👌
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>>5215482
>>5215487
>>5215488
You attempt to rush through the group and impede the imp from humiliating Farnese any further, but you're quickly struch by the chain and the catcher scratching you and restricting your movement.

As soon as you are struck, your body feels like a boat stuck in the worst of storms, wavering and wobbling as your vision obscures, your enemies turning into feathery winged apostles, almost as if resembling the 5 demonic angels, plus one more for good measure.

This vision comes in and out of sight as the musclehead aims his iron wheel once more against your convulsing body, with Farnese's voice being the one thing that was not a product of hallucination.

"N-NO! STOP! AAAAAAH!"
Your shortsword comes flying out of your waist as you throw it right through the imp's head, pinning his corpse between Farnese's legs as the poor midget needed a chair just to reach the height of her chest. You have effectively saved her from losing one of her nipples, even if you might have to later see if she isn't bleeding too hard.

"YOU DEMON!" The crow's weapon makes it hard for you to move around without getting cut, especially when he's doing his damnest in trying to twist your neck in anger after seeing you kill one of his co-workers. Both admitting and repenting were out of question at this point, a shame you have to resort to killing these weak opponents, but the weakness of their minds were already exploited way before you could ever meet them.

"AAARGH!" The tall one with a misshapen skull clawed at your wrist, lifting your arm so the musclehead could break your bones, but a quick strike on his other arm made him drop the wheel mid throw, sending it crashing down an innocent victim of a previous torture session, instantly crushing his head as it fell flat on his face. At least it wasn't you, right?

"The Falcon Of Darkness is clearly using you as it's disciple, what was once a temple of your God mirrors more the depths of the Abyss. Are you sure that you are sending their souls to salvation, and not straight to hell?"

"Who are you to judge our ways and intentions? If not even Father Mozgus has ever condemned us, your words will be as empty as your soul." The twin saws from the disfigured twins strike your halberd, attempting to open their makeshift scissor only makes them saw at the skin of your wrists. While the musclehead has no usuable upper limbs, that's not stopping him from holding your head in place with his foot, finally letting the crow twist your neck accordingly to kill you with an easy crack.

"May god have mercy on your soul."

>Aim a soul arrow at the crow.
>Break the saws with your halberd.
>Take the foot of the musclehead off your head.
>Throw your puch of magic seeds across the room and splinter all in the room.
>Write-in.
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>>5215555
>Aim a soul arrow at the crow.
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>>5215555
>Throw your puch of magic seeds across the room and splinter all in the room.
Time to make this room full of buff men feel the true power of Vlad's seed.
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>>5215555
>Aim a soul arrow at the crow.
A fine get my friend
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>>5215555
>Throw your pouch of magic seeds across the room and splinter all in the room

Lets Hashirama Senju this shit.
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>>5215555
If we fuck this up, we die. So no pressure or anything.

>Aim a soul arrow at the crow.
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>>5215555
>Throw your puch of magic seeds across the room and splinter all in the room.
>Mozgus is about to open a portal to the Abyss at the heart of his own fortress, he is more brawn than brains.
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>>5215574
>>5215576
>>5215581
>>5215583
>>5215585
>>5215591
Alright, a 2d100. One for the soul arrow and one for growing a garden.
Those seeds aren't infinite you know, best to use them sparingly or stock them when you can.
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Rolled 38, 9 = 47 (2d100)

>>5215639
Give me the plant
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Rolled 17 (1d100)

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Rolled 26, 100 = 126 (2d100)

>>5215639
shit screwed up disregard >>5215645
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>>5215647
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>>5215647
I think you just broke the tower with the power of greens.
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Rolled 97, 17 = 114 (2d100)

>>5215639
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>>5215647
>>5215658
KILL
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>>5215647
>>5215658
For the sake of your waifu, ganbatte
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>>5215647
Time to evolve into tree mode
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>>5215670
Don't forget the 360 no scope on crow
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>>5215670
>"I am Vlad Santana, and I am... A PLANT!"
It's because he has such strong roots.
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>>5215647
GOOD LORD
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As I said earlier gentlemen, glory, or a glorious death. Let the bloodshed begin
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>>5215647
>>5215658
finally, good magic rolls...
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>>5215647
>>5215670
Haha...
Hey wait a minute. We're in a tower that's filled to the brim with Od and Spirits and Corpses.
...This wouldn't happen to be the perfect garden for us, would it? Because there's SO much for our spirit-trees to grow from.
Thanks mom
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>>5215679
Carlos you son of a bitch I know that's you
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>>5215640
>>5215645
>>5215647
Why fear the crow, when you can scare the crowd instead?
Sinking your halberd on the floor, it gives you a brief second to take out your cane as the saws clank onto the blade, you aim a soul arrow straight at the crow attacking you, with the attack being invisible to non believers, he was not able to dodge the spark of light striking directly at his soul, making a dent in his torso as the attack burns without leaving a mark, making him lose grasp of his catcher.

Placing your feet on the face of the enemy stomping on your head, you push his chin further up until his neck can give out before yours, holding the two ends of the saws with your thighs as your head is still at ground floor.
Not wanting to lose his head, the musclehead lets go of your head as you escape their grasp. While you havent exactly taken a beating, your senses are already failing thanks to the heavy energy preluding the incarnation ceremony. Getting hit is about as disturbing to your combat as getting your eyes covered by a good 10 seconds.

Lucky you, being a hybrid since birth proves to be useful even in your mixture of combat styles. Taking a pouch of seeds int your hands, you let the tall disciple attent to hit you, hopping backwards as you spun the pouch upwards, letting him hit the sack and tear it open as several magic seeds were flown into the room.

Time to see how well you can control these at will, should you fail, you, Farnese and the innocent still alive here are likely to die here.
"BURST!" Commanding the plants to spread, they grow to the size of a few tree branches and implode, sending several splinters across the room, some of the wood pieces were enough to incapacitate the enemies like the musclehead, but one of the twins even had an entire log lodged inside his forehead. The spread of several splinters, logs and branches made you afraid of hitting Farnese, seeing as she was still nude and unprotected from harm, but either through sheer luck, or through force and control of your abilities, none of the sharpnel went into her skin.

Only 3 seeds were left in your pouch after that stunt, and seeing how you can only produce a limited amount of number of seeds a day, you should save them for special occasion. Maybe you blew your load a bit too early...

With the musclehead left to bleed out, one of the twins already dead, and the crow's body also failing him, only two of them were still able to fight thanks to being near the iron wheel, two and a half foes sounds a lot less intimidating than 6. Really, the fight was over as soon as one of your foes gave their backs to their grim reaper.
"AAARRGH!" After seeing his dead brother, the lost twin jumped at you to cut your throat, an easily elegraphed attack that you reacted by swatting him with your cane.

The tables are already turning in your favor.
>Give a quick death to the musclehead.
>End the crow's life.
>Pummel the remaining twin.
>Impale the tall disciple.
>Tell them to surrender.
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>>5215784
>Give a quick death to the musclehead.
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>>5215784
>End the crows life
>Impale the tall disciple
You know I was looking forward to Vlad eventually talking to the disciples, but killing them is just as good
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>>5215784
>End the crow's life.
>Impale the tall disciple.
Let's finish this. We've wasted enough time as it is and Mozgus is already ahead of us.

>>5215790
Vlad TRIED talking to them, before we had to escalate to violence. They thoroughly rebuked his attempts because they've been brainwashed from when they were kids.
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>>5215790
Vlad's negotiation tends to fall flat because he tries to be the reasonable one when everyone has already spiraled into extreme forever insanity and the most autistic possible version of their beliefs.
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>>5215784
>>End the crow's life.
first crow
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>>5215784
>End the crow's life.
>Impale the tall disciple.
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>>5215784
>End the crow's life.
Kill the leader/brains first. The rest of them will fall like dominos. Its really gonna fuck with their moral too.
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>>5215784
>>End the crow's life.
>>Impale the tall disciple.
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>>5215784
>End the crow's life.
>Give a quick death to the musclehead.
Let's confirm our kills before moving on, I'm afraid causality will make the Egg turn them into pseudo apostle earlier to fuck with us.
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>>5215790
>>5215795
>>5215822
>>5215861
>>5215889
>>5215941
>>5215973
>>5216006
Crow should be a freebie, I'll just need a 1d100 for the tall guy since he's mostly intact.
Surprised how well the fight's going, although killing a bunch of inbred retards isn't really a challenge compared to the previous apostles and monsters
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Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>5216077
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Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>5216077
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Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>5216077
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>>5216096
pay your respects to the deceased tards
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>>5216084
>>5216096
Mozgus is going to be pissed we killed his hunchbacks of notre albion.
And that's a good thing, that faggot doesn't deserve nice things.
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>>5216096
God damn, how many of these retards are we gonna annihilate before they surrender?
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>>5216084
>>5216096
>>5216101
Talk about zero chill...
Writing
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>>5216140
When something gets between Vlad and the literal firepussy, there isn't a force above or below that is capable of stopping him. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zZMg9ryeWOw
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Wait, we just broke in to save Farnese while she was being tortured, right? And she geta off on seeing pain and dreams of galant knight, right?
She might be enjoying this.
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>>5216140
Time to take back our stuff
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>>5216101
Spiking the muscly torturer's head with your halberd, you end his life with ease as he was stuck thanks to the impaling woodwork inside him. Killing and torturing are two different things, not like the ones who deserve both would understand...

The tall one wails at you with his chain, but again, the fight would feel unfair even if you weren't using your magical powers. Contorting inside and outside of his throws and yanks, you grab the end of his chain and pull it into a hard knot, reducing the range of his weapon considerably.

Penetrating his bony chest with your spear, all he can do is gurgle as you spin him over and let him fall down on an empty coffin of spikes, which falls to the floor and seals shut upon the force you threw him at the bed of thorns.

"You are beyond redemption... to mercilessly end the lives of God's followers. You must truly be treading a path of dread and destruction."
"What do you know about mercy? I have been a lot more graceful in taking your lives than you were to your victims."
"Some of us are not able to fight, despite wanting to. We are all aware that we wouldn't last a day in the calmest crusade of The Chain Knights. The only regret I have is that I will not live to see the miracle that Father Mozgus promised to conclude our pilgrimage with. Still, in the last moment of our lives, despite being burndened with such grotesque life conditions and the harshness of fate... Even now, we were shown mercy thanks to Father Mozgus and his teachings."

The halo effect really seems to have pushed his cognitive bias, being cast as an abomination simply due to their looks must have made them desperate for anyone that brought them kindness. You don't doubt that Mozgus cherished his brothers of God, but being on opposite sides ideologically, sometimes you have to remind yourself that not all enemies are born as enemies.

"Can you tell the difference between miracles, and the tricks of your eyes? If fate does let you meet your creator, pray to him that your punishment is as swift as mine was." Slicing his throat and tearing at his mask, the crow's identity is revealed as a normal looking man, not even an ugly looking one at that.

His disability is soon shown as a trickle of sunlight from the end of the afternoon is shown from a hole created by a tile falling from the ceiling, which just so happened to shine a light at his face.

"The miracle is already happening... I do not feel pain from flying into the sun..." The crow lifts his face to meet the light of heavens, not feeling his skin melting into several ulcers due to photosensitivity.
"It's just like the first time I have met my savior... When Father Mozgus gave me a second chance at life... Please, Lord. May the soul of this crow fly into your lovely arms... And be freed from this storm as a lonely dove..." He finally succumbs to his wounds, feeling like his last moments alive mirrored the ones who changed his life for good.
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>>5216186
So what about the goon guards, they just watching?
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>>5216186
Another empty victory, it seems. You have saved Farnese and killed her tortures, and unlike the last time you promised to save a woman's life after a massacre, you pulled through. However the energy of this place feels so heavy it's hard to really quantify anything you do here as a victory.

Staring at the corpses of your foes, you noticed that there still were several people here that were mutiladed beyond repair. Even if you healed them all, their bones and muscle tissue were removed to the point where some wouldn't even be able to walk, let alone live once you unshackled them.

The twin brother who was still alive cowered in fear after seeing his leader being killed. His morale was destroyed, as was his family. Being incapable of regular speech, he could only babble a single word as his deformed brain made him clasp his hands together and pray to a higher power.

"Mewy...Mewy..."

...Mercy?
>Spare him.
>Finish him off.
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>>5216200
>Did you give any to your victims?
>Spare him.
>Just get Farnese and some knights in here to get the bodies.
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>>5216200
>Finish him off.
But also tell him that once he dies he will join with his brothers and family again in the heavens, where they will feel no more pain or judgement forevermore.

The killing really is the mercy in this scenario, he has no one left to love and no family left to return to. Best case he goes to Mozgus or cry's himself into a corner until he starves to death. The best we can do is kill two birds with one stone and finish the fight while granting him the mercy of death and the belief he can meet his family again.
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>>5216200
>Spare him.
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>>5216200
>Spare him
Vlad's not that vindictive. Besides maybe he could be of some use later
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>>5216200
>Finish him off.
"I give you Mercy."
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>>5216200
>Talk to him through telepathy
>Get the bodies of your family and carry them as far away from Albion as you can. Even though you have been my enemy, no one deserves to have their souls dragged into the Abyss.
>You remind me of a friend I once promised to protect and help. I wish I had met you all before you were lost to darkness.
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>>5216200
>>Finish him off.
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>>5216217
I guess this would be a spare
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>>5216226
Yes, I forgot to paste it before the write-in
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>>5216211
He could be of Use? How? He's a small disfigured midget who just tried to kill us while we brutally murdered his entire freakshow "family". I sincerely doubt he could be of any use, even if he didn't absolutely hate our guts.
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>>5216232
He could probably do something later in the story I guess? But don't forget the twins can see astral beings (they saw puck in the manga), he probably thinks Vlad is a angel punishing his family. Besides the midget is begging for mercy, it's clear he wants to survive no matter how much of a struggle it would be. And who are we to deny a being the right to struggle?
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>>5216232
He could beg Mozgus to not be a retard by vouching for us.
Pretty unlikely to work, but it's a possibility.
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>>5216200
>Spare him.
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>>5216232
I forgot to mention but all the disciples were turned into pseudo-apostles and have wings now. Maybe the remaining midget could go live with the flock of harpies Vlad grew to adult size? It could be like heaven for the little guy.
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"You might have been my enemy in this fight. but I can tell when there is no point to kill an enemy who has surrendered." You hit your cane on the floor and point to the staircase. This is a moment he cannot forget, one that he will likely resent you for the rest of his life. But for now, there are greater matters at hand than processing the aftereffects of this event, you have done enough and already have spent enough time here while Mozgus was about to burn the cloak.

"Go. Take your family's bodies away from Albion if you can."
The midget does not thank you, nor does he look back with a disgraceful glare, but runs to the upper floors, knowing how powerless he was against an able bodied enemy.
Settling the encounter, you are finally able to focus on Farnese. Or at least that's what you wanted to say, before noticing a few bubbles of dark, watery ghouls. It seemed like an array of souls were leaking through the cracks of the walls. A tidal wave of darkness was gathering to douse the angels into their unholy baptism. The sounds of water crashing were replaced by ethereal screams.

And it wasn't something you were seeing thanks to your visions, as the tortured folks were reacting and also screaming at the bubbles forming and contorting into faces and piles of corpses.
How? There are no sacrificed here! Is the power of the God Hand finger strong enough to manifest several dead souls just by marking a beacon at the place he lost his corporeal form?

While it looks like water, you doubt it works as such. You will only know if this gellatinous liquid has started to spread once you exit the torture chamber and take a look towards the refugee camp, or even the Tower itself, seeing as it appears to be the source of contamination.
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>>5216338
A single touch from this will probably be enough to swallow the average folk, or possess them into a monster even, including you.
You might not have enough time to save all the tortured ones and lead them outside, you need assistance...
Right, Farnese! Her right breast is swollen and her nipple is bent at an odd angle, but it doesn't a ppear to be tearing off or having lasting damage aside from minor bleeding. If you can convince her to snap out of zealot mode, she could help you free the others with twice the speed.

"Time to get out of here, Farnese. I need your help--" You unshackle her from the restraining device, but she limply falls on her knees. Praying and chanting in silence as her mouth mumbles her prayers.

...This was also how you found your mother, all those years ago... On the verge of losing her faith, she made a last ditch effort to put all her eggs in a single basket, and trust in God to take her out of the path of misery. Completely shellshocked as her world continously fell apart, she...they resorted to one last prayer before being completely shellshocked.

...Why does this tower remind you so often of the tragedies of the past? The time at Doldrey's castle was long gone in time, but the memories are still vivid with different characters.

But unlike the priest, the disciples, or the other knights, Farnese seemed willing to lend you an ear. She did torture you relentlessly in your reunion, but your words did make enough sense for her to admit her faults and be more honest with herself, even going so far as confessing her sins to one she deemed more just than her.
She would not be here in this predicament if you didn't get through her head, but wether or not reversing the roles is enough for her to change sides will depend on how she percieves the following actions. Her panic is already starting to attract the darkness, act fast.

>Oh, the irony... Do you believe me now?
>Stopping to pray won't help you avoid a moving threat.
>You must be feeling cold. (Give Farnese her clothes back.)
>If you still consider yourself holy, why don't you try inflicting the pain on yourself (Hand her the pliers)
>We are about to die! Move! (Smack her across the face)
>Screw this... (Carry her in your arms and leave the chamber)
>Write-in,
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>>5216340
>You must be feeling cold. (Give Farnese her clothes back.)
And if that doesn't get Farnese back to her senses
>We are about to die! Move! (Smack her across the face)
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>>5216340
>You must be feeling cold. (Give Farnese her clothes back.)
And if she doesn't respond.
>Screw this... (Carry her in your arms and leave the chamber)
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>>5216340
>You must be feeling cold. (Give Farnese her clothes back.)
>Screw this... (Carry her in your arms and leave the chamber
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>God works in mysterious ways, the Heretical Sorceror has come to save you while Faithful Inquisitor summons a demon.
>If all is bleak and hopeless, than it is up to us to make the world better. We can't let God do all the work.
>Pick her up and carry her.
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>>5216347
adding
>"The work of god is the kindness of man, though you have brought me pain and cursed my name, I see you for what you are and want to become. A good person, now come this is no place to die."
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>>5216340
>You must be feeling cold. (Give Farnese her clothes back.)
>Screw this... (Carry her in your arms and leave the chamber)
Time to make like a black father and leave before shit hits the fan.
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>>5216340
>God helps those who help themselves, Farnese! We need to go, now! By his grace, we will make it out of here and save those we can!
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>>5216340
>You must be feeling cold. (Give Farnese her clothes back.)
>We are about to die! Move! (Smack her across the face)

If she gets up, she needs to order the knights and get the tortured people out of here. We have no spare time, we need to go to the inquisitor and stop him now. Or at the very least take our things back
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>>5216452
"You must be feeling cold, here." You attempt to get a reaction out of her without being too intrusive. Besides, the girl is naked. It's wrong for you to order her around when she's barely out of her shackles.

After seeing Farnese continuing to pray, you make an effort to dress her shirt, passing the hole on her head and having trouble moving her shoulders insside.

"I understand not wanting to stay in armor for the entire day, but you could at least attempt to dress yourself while we were about to die! Snap out of it, Farnese! We can't let God do all the work." You give up on dressing her further than her upper body, deciding to focus on your escape as the bubbles rise and burst over your feet. Farnese merely sobs between her chants as you keep talking to her.

"I know you must be feeling terrified right now. The Heretical Sorcerer coming to save you from torture while Father Mozgus lets demons enter the holy tower? It's illogical, no? But God works in mysterious ways, it's impossible to even grasp the inner logics of this world, but try to think of it this way: The world doesnt give second chances to all of it's inhabitants, so it's best to live another day, than to die from self-defeat."

"Why are you here... I have done nothing but curse on your name and torture you... You should have left me way before this..." You finally hear a response from her as she perks her head to expectantly follow your eyes, like a child awaiting an adult's approval.

"To be frank, I'm not so sure myself. Maybe I see the good in you, that you want to be someone other than who you are right now. There are countless ways to die, but the one way to go out that I would hate the most, is to die alone. Dying as yourself, though? That sounds a bit more commendable. That can wait a few years, however, there is much that I-- We, need to do."

At last, Farnese seems moved by your words, attempting to look around her and encourage herself to move along with you, abandoning her life of being two faced as she finally admits to her faults, but looking over you and seeing the indescribable creatures surround her feet, she does a squeal and reverts back to her original pose, only this time keeping silent.

"Goodness, would it kill you to trust me once in your life?" Giving up on other measures, You place her belongings on top of her and carry her in your arms, begrudingly aiming for the stairs to put her safety on top of the strangers in the room."
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>>5216632
Wondering if the god hand are brute forcing things or if Mozgus burned or fucked with the cloak.
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>>5216632
Leaving so soon? Please stay for longer, young sapling, for you haven't even laid your seed in this proper soil.

A female voice is heard inside your head as a bulbous spirit elongates itself to swipe at your ankles and make you trip on top of Farnese, with the half naked commander almost being crushed under your weight and weapons if you didn't have the foresight to hold your arms over your body.

That was the least of your worries, though. You started to feel your body grow numb, any sharp movements felt more like several thousand worms wiggling under your skin, it was unbereably excrutiating, but trying to find a source for said convulsions, you noticed one spirit was entering inside your body, as the gellatinous tides formed the silhouette of a bat-woman.

Why else would the halfling want to save you, dear lady of the See? He yearns for your body, as much as you do his. The puddle doesn't form a clear picture, but you can tell that her movements are mimicking the ones in your body as she possesses you whole in an out of body experience.

Love, hatred, vengeance, pain, pleasure. Those are all the emotions that you both have refused to inflict and spread to each other. While your ancestry is astral, you cannot deny your human emotions for long, which also counts for the woman who seethes over you, poorly hiding what she truly wants. The way she easily establishes dominance over you both without being there physically, playfully and seductively slurring over her words, as well as knowing your identity while still shrouded in mystery...

You recall to the orgy of the pagans in which the Holy Knights were trying to stop. They worshiped who they called The Goddess Of Flame, using drugs and bodily offerings to enpower her name, and seeing how several torturers came from the camp, you can only connect the two factors together and assume her identity is none other than a finger of The God Hand.

Come now, Halfling. This is what you've wanted all along: Her beautiful blonde hair, her ample boson, her flat stomach... Her body is far beyond the ones you've laid with in your golden years. She fondles Farnese with your body, with her reacting accordingly, her face being greatly shocked and confused.

The feeling is mutual, see? Do not resist, you have earned the reward of deflowering your beloved. All will be over once the priest acts accordingly, the best you can do is have your last moments of pleasure together, before dying to our ritual.
It seems they were already counting on your presence being here. Instead of preventing them from reincarnating, the fact that she has already implied that Mozgus is activating Merlina's Abyss Portal means...

>Attempt to charge yourself with more Od to regain control.
>Spread your Od around the floor and blast the floor around you.
>Sever the spirit's contact with your body.
>Push Farnese away and let her escape.
>Disspate the image of the God Hand.
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>>5216684
>"Let go of me you rancid devil bitch"
>Disspate the image of the God Hand.
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>>5216684
>Attempt to charge yourself with more Od to regain control.
Our Od will purify ourselves of this affliction. Burn that wretched spirit. Suffer not the God Hand nor the spirits that serve them.
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>>5216684
are write ins allowed right now?
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>>5216690
Sure, go for it
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>>5216684
Rephrasing
>"Let go of me you rancid devil bitch"
>Attempt to charge yourself with more Od to regain control.
>Dissipate* the image of the God Hand.
A good charged boot aught to do something.
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>>5216684
>Attempt to charge yourself with more Od to regain control.
>Form a sheild around yourself and Farnese of Od light
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>>5216684
>Sever the spirit's contact with your body.
>Disspate the image of the God Hand.
>So you have to force other people to have sex? Not even the ugliest whores from the cheapest brothel I ever been had to resort to that. I guess all those orgies participants were too busy too see their Goddess of Flame is nothing more than a walking garbage fire.
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>>5216706
Support

Also goddamnit we should have gone after Mozgus, because a abyss portal will be much worse than a faux eclipse ritual
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>>5216727
I don't know, causality is a bitch and would fuck us over no matter what.
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>>5216685
>>5216689
>>5216693
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>>5216706
Time to give me some rolls, hopefully plantmom won't be watching if you fail this one.
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Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>5216746
Rollin
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Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>5216746
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Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>5216746
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Rolled 91, 35 = 126 (2d100)

>>5216746
I assumed 2d100 because 2 options were in those replies
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>>5216747
>>5216748
>>5216752
Well shit
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Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>5216753
I'll also role just a regular 1d100
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Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>5216746
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Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>5216746

For shame >>5216760
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>>5216754
Looks like we wasted all our good rolls obliterating Mozgus' disciples, at the very least hopefully Vlad can survive this event
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>>5216772
Hopefully you were right and it was a 2d100 and we atleast get one good roll.
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Rolled 51, 59 = 110 (2d100)

>>5216746
>>5216781
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Rolled 83, 16 = 99 (2d100)

>>5216746
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Rolled 63, 89 = 152 (2d100)

>>5216746
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>>5216781
I wonder why the QM didn't specify what kind of rolls he wanted, guess he left it out because it slipped his mind?
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>meanwhile QM is laughing at everyone's panic knowing full well the DC was 105
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>>5216831
I mean yea maybe, a member of the god hand itself is trying to possess Vlad's body. Best case scenario Vlad expels Slan, and he's rendered extremely exhausted by it.
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>>5216823
Well, Becchi not always says what to roll when he asks for it. I guess the idea is that it's a 1d100 unless he says otherwise.
Doesn't mean I can't hold on to a deluded hope.
>>5216831
Well, Berserk is suffering, so it fits.
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>>5216684
Slan being rapey as usual.

>>5216831
Wouldn't surprise me if it was higher. This is a member of the God Hand after all, I doubt Vlad is quite so strong to resiust even a hslf-assed possession from Slan without extraordinary luck.
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>>5216869
it should be 2d100 if the vote is for two things
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>>5216752
Your body contorts as if something wants to burst outside of your skin. The mere attempt at coating your body in protection makes you feel the damage you dealt to apostles before when hitting them with Od strikes. Your own soul appears to be rejecting your body as your lips inch closer to Farnese's.

Like your father before you, you believe that you are the one in control of your own destiny. Give men a glimpse of power, and they will go mad with it.
The Goddess of Flame laughs at your pitiful attempts of getting away from her. Farnese headbutts and pushes you violently as she turns her head away, but the Bat-Demon clasps her hand and flashes her a smile.

Do you realise, that the only reason you live today, is due to the pact of the Behelit? When were you the one dominating the flux of mankind? You were a weapon of Hedwyn before ever being considered his son.
A familiar figure also briefly flashes along with the woman, appearing to be the impish God Hand member himself, Conrad.

"COONRAAAD! LET GO OF ME YOUR RANCID BITCH!" Your own voice echoes inside your head as you demand to be freed to smash his face in, only feeling more pain as your body retracts on itself.
Do not confuse minor alterations of our plans with the inability to adapt. You are not the one in control. Nor will you ever be. All the decisions of your life were lead up to this point by causality itself, and they will continue to flow through the stream, until your drops are left ashore. The member similar to Conrad shows his face.

It is as Slan and Ubik say. The reason you are easily caught in our grasp is due to your entire existence revolving around ours. Were causality not a factor, you would not be able to percieve it with your magic. Conrad points out that you are nowhere near a threat to their plans, if anything, they were counting on you to be here to insue more chaos.

The fragmentation of his astral origins is so great that he still believes he is out of the rules all mortals play by. A cerebral God Hand member shows his ugly face. The power of the strongest man alive still pales in comparison to the weakest angel of darkness. Despite this, we are still unable to interfere in the physical realm, becoming ethereal requires us to sacrifice our humanity.

It is why the festival shall be concluded. A human cannot change the will of a god, but humanity calls for a Falcon Of Light. The wishes of the collective unconsciousness will be granted. Attempting to stop the immortal with mortality will be as effective as hitting your own reflection, and expecting it to retain damage. Griffith finally appears, looking over his shoulder as he appears to stand before an eggshell.
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>>5217019
This is the first time meeting the members of the God Hand, and your body is reacting accordingly. You cannot grasp the form of their attacks, but even their mere words are hard hitting enough to cause a headache with each syllable. Your body cannot see, hear or feel it's own touch, buy your soul somehow feels damage while your body is being controlled by Slan, who continues to use you to fondle and grope Farnese's body.

Hold it. If they are all controlled by causality, that also means they have to play by their rules. With the main God Hand member stating that they can't interfere in the physical world, the ones possessing you cannot be them, but a regular spirit merely acting under Slan's command.

This could merely be a distraction for your body to be taken by the spirit until you eventually elope with Farnese, and then be killed once the portal engulfs the tower, but since they are aware of the flow of causality, are they also counting on you attempting to react again?

Away with them, Slan. The ceremony awaits us.
Oh, wouldn't you let me play with my new toys for a moment longer? I wonder if they are also voyeurs...

Slan protests to letting you go, hearing some footsteps in the upper floors as the Chain Knights search for Farnese.
"What are those monsters in the refugee camps? They are eating people's faces!"
"Where is the Commander? We need her to exit with troop 3!"
"The disciples were taking care of her last time I heard, let's get her out of there!"

They appear to be storming the place as the tidal wave of darkness attacks in the outside. The God Hand members don't appear to be interested in partaking in Slan's orgy, merely watching her play with you in implied impatience.
Before they disspate, you could surely attempt to curse them to oblivion while you attempt to recuperate your body.

Where were we again?
Slan dry humps your body against Farnese, planning on letting you be caught by the Knights and killed by them once they see your rape attempt.

>By all means, Griffith. Show yourself in human form, so Guts and I can beat you into a second death!
>Conrad! I will avenge my family! Do not think this is over!
>Your days are numbered, Slan! Consider yourself on my shit list!
>Fuck causality, and fuck all of you!
>Farnese, can you hear me? This is not my doing, I swear!
>Write-in.
>Stay silent and focus on exorcising the spirit, it will likely save you the energy.
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>>5217024
>"Farnese I need to kick me in the dick, or we are both going to die!"
>Stay silent and focus on exorcising the spirit, it will likely save you the energy.
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>>5217024
>Stay silent and focus on exorcising the spirit, it will likely save you the energy.

Ignoring them and their taunts is the best way to insult them.
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>>5217029
Support.
Sometimes a man has to make a sacrifice.
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>>5217024
>Stay silent and focus on exorcising the spirit, it will likely save you the energy.
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>>5217019
God, they are all such total assholes. Conrad and Void especially.

>>5217029
>>5217030
Support. Quickly Farnese, you must demolish Vlad's shaft before Slan rapes both of you to death.
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>>5217024
>Stay silent and focus on exorcising the spirit, it will likely save you the energy.

>>5217029
>>5217047
It doesn't seem like we can speak and, even if we can, how would the pain from getting hit in the dick help with forcing the spirit out of our body?
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>>5217065
Because a big boost of adrenalin from a nutshot is exactly what we need to distract from the literal horny bitch riding our back.
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>>5217029
Support
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>>5217065
Slan is using a lowly spirit to hijack our body and manipulate it into raping Farnese. A swift dick shot should be just enough to disrupt whatever connection tethers it to us and gives us enough of an opportunity to shake off Slan's influence.

Also, she might not expect it.
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>>5217029
Uh, I can't say I was expecting this alternative.
Oh well, guess we'll see how this goes... At least I can't fault any of you for not thinking outside the box.
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>>5217078
Bold of you to assume neither the spirit nor Slan can appreciate masochistic tendencies.

I mean Vlad is already in extreme pain just from existing with these fucks in his body, it ain't helping him so far.

I dunno man, it feels like grasping at straw here. Not that I have a better suggestion.
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>>5217080
Hey, there is very little I can think of beyond making this event come full circle with Farnese getting payback for the Ball...via Vlad's balls.
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>>5217080
I really hope that Vlad's impending penile-fracture puts into perspective for some people here that we really aren't a threat to the God Hand, we aren't even an inconvenience. Them just talking to Vlad makkes him feel like he's being physically assaulted and a spirit operating under Slan's will, not even Slan herself, is enough to harm his very soul.

Our dreams of one day fucking up Conrad will likely never come to pass.
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>>5217096
....reread dude, that's Slan's hands in Vlad.
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>>5217024
>Stay silent and focus on exorcising the spirit, it will likely save you the energy.
Getting kicked in the dick will do nothing to stop Slan controlling Vlad, it's just gonna hurt Vlad. Dumbasses.
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>Our dreams of one day fucking up Conrad will likely never come to pass.
Sound's like bitch talk to me hombre. Besides, we were made specifically to do something to the hand so it stands to reason that we have that potential. And the fact that they can affect us so easily leads me to believe that eventually we may find it easier to fuck with them, too.

And if some goofy bony fuck who slurps down apostle nuts thinks he can eventually do literally anything about them then we sure as hell can too.

Quitting before you even begin, now that's just pitiful.
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>>5217099
And it's brought up here >>5217024 that it's just a regular spirit possessing Vlad, just acting under Slan. And before that, Vlad states that their mere words are basically hitting him hard enough to be indistinguishable from an actual attack.

>This is the first time meeting the members of the God Hand, and your body is reacting accordingly. You cannot grasp the form of their attacks, but even their mere words are hard hitting enough to cause a headache with each syllable.

>With the main God Hand member stating that they can't interfere in the physical world, the ones possessing you cannot be them, but a regular spirit merely acting under Slan's command.

None of the God Hand are directly present here, just emanations of emanations.
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>>5217024
>>Stay silent and focus on exorcising the spirit, it will likely save you the energy.
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>>5217108
>And the fact that they can affect us so easily leads me to believe that eventually we may find it easier to fuck with them, too.
We are literally a half-second away from being forced to rape Farnese and irreversibly losing our soul from the spiritual runoff of one God Hand member. One which clearly isn't putting in any effort to fuck with us whatsoever. Even charging himself in Od has done nothing to stop Slan from messing with us. We are nowhere remotely in the same weight class as they are.

>And if some goofy bony fuck who slurps down apostle nuts thinks he can eventually do literally anything about them then we sure as hell can too.
Skull Knight has been fighting them for thousands of years and has yet to bring down even ONE God Hand finger. And he's so far beyond us that it's laughable. If he can't do it, what makes you think Vlad can?

The point of the Struggle is to rage against causality and the literally impossible odds it presents. This does not suddenly equal us being able to change the nature of the struggling to one where we eventually 'win', just one which isn't a total wash.
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>>5217115
That's because our rolls are shit.
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>>5217115
Wasn't part of father sacrifice that we would have the possibility to defeat the God hand?
In the struggle of causality, there is a sliver of hope we can indeed win.
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>>5217115
Yeah, well that's fine and dandy but this right here isn't the future. So get the fuck outta here with that quitter talk.

Skull Knight is a cuck anyway. And Void is chilling with entirely different hand members at this point so clearly something somehow kicked their asses.

All I hear from you is "I don't wanna try because it's 'too hard". I for one won't accept anything less than total victory.
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>>5217150
I'm not saying don't struggle. I'm saying be realistic; if Vlad stood a fucking chance as he is, we would not be about to lose our soul from Slan's dried spirit juices inserting themselves up our ass. If Guts stood a chance as he is and will be in the future, a hastily-made avatar of Slan formed out of troll guts would not have all but crippled him and nearly obliterated his soul with a hug. If Skull Knight stood a chance as he is, the Sword of Actuation would have split Femto in half instead of triggering the Great Roar and fucking up everything for everyone.

Trying to match fists with the God Hand as Vlad is will not end well. Giving up is pointless, but throwing ourselves at an impossible force in the hopes of winning an impossible battle whilst being so weak we're struggling to reject a lowly spirit backed by what Void implies is the weakest member of the Hand is not only insane, but equally pointless.

>And Void is chilling with entirely different hand members at this point so clearly something somehow kicked their asses.
We have no reason to assume that they were destroyed by something instead of just being cycled out by the IOE over a period of thousands of years. Skull Knight wouldn't have pointed out that the Dragonslayer could potentially harm them if some other force existed that could reliably destroy their members.
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>>5217173
Neat, while much like Slan, fate currently doesn't care about things like, sane limits, or such quaint concerns such as consent. Quit doomfagging, roll the bad rolls out, or come up with something better besides quit.
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>>5217096
You do realize that meme is exactly what gives the god hand their power, right?
Being a bitch makes your whining a reality.
Besides, if we really weren't a threat they wouldn't be trying to make us give up.
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>>5217182
>Besides, if we really weren't a threat they wouldn't be trying to make us give up.
That doesn't make sense, given they give the same spiel to literally everyone. They're trying to make us give up because they're literally evil demon gods who consign people to Hell, not because they view us as a threat.
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>>5217173
You literally are saying don't struggle. If we were "being realistic" then we would kill ourselves because it's logically the correct thing to do. Fuck outta here.

If you ain't shooting for the stars you're doing yourself a disservice. Impossible is just what people say when they give up.

There's no reason to assume Void would survive such a cyclical occurrence then, but here he stands. Nah. They're getting their shit rocked.
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>>5217182
>Besides, if we really weren't a threat they wouldn't be trying to make us give up.
I'd say this is exactly why all five members of the God hand came to taunt Vlad, not just Slan. Vlad while not a potent physical threat has already caused great change and trouble to their plans. Barnam (I think that's the apostles name) went and conquered the capital, meaning Griffith will need to fight him if he's reborn in the physical world. Not to mention the god hand are having to resort to other means to cause the ritual, like burning Merlina's cloak and physically commanding spirits to rise in a watery fashion, instead of a branded being causing spirits to infest blood.
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>>5217187
If some random farmer said that he'd impale Slan on his pitchfork the godhand would appear to him and send spirits to foil his turnip harvest?
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>>5217203
Too be fair, Conrad might do that just for shits an giggles anyways.
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>>5217198
I'm not sure how you jumped from "struggle, but don't ACTUALLY kill yourself otherwise your efforts are rendered moot" (aka what Guts started doing until his party brought him back down) to "just kill yourself bro" from my post.

>There's no reason to assume Void would survive such a cyclical occurrence then, but here he stands.
The God Hand are clearly cycled out from oldest to newest. Void ascended as the newest of the old crop of them way back when Gaiseric was still human and his kingdom still existed, and he's the last of that previous iteration today, with Femto being the newest. Presumably, the time is ticking for Void to eventually fuck off entirely, then get replaced, then the rest do the same until only Femto remains. Cycle repeats.
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>>5217207
Perhaps, but the jist is that you don't need to try to convince someone they're no threat to you when they actually are that weak.
>>5217173
>>5217218
The problem with your argument is that the god hand are the manifestation of the idea that things are terrible for no reason and there's no way to stop it.
They're a manifestation of the trauma of the collective unconscious, and acting as if they are omnipotent is the quickest way to fall to their influence.
Even if they were factually omnipotent with no possible way to impact them, it would still be right to act as if they can be overcome.
To struggle against the idea of evil has nothing to do with the actual feasibility of defeating some demon kings, but rejecting the notion of hopelessness out of hand and working to heal the pain of the world.
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>>5217203
Slan wouldn't care about some turnip farmer for personal reasons. Conrad probably would because disease and vermin are his whole thing.

Also, the God Hand literally manifested to the Slug Count in the manga itself. They had literally no reason to appear before a completely minor and irrelevant apostle, but a behelit was activated and they came to administrate the sacrifice anyway. They then told him in no simple terms to sacrifice his daughter for more power, with all of them actively goading him into doing so. Does the fact that he didn't sacrifice, fall to their goading or that they appeared before him to begin with mean that the God Hand were threatened by some literally who noble? No, they just showed up for the sacrifice, messed with him a bit, then left when the entertainment was gone and they had no more reason to be there.

So, if your turnip farmer had a behelit and a bad harvest season ruined his crops, but he was willing to sacrifice his entire farm for unlimited turnips, then sure. The God Hand would probably show up and tell him to make the sacrifice. Because that's their whole job.
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>>5217232
Fair point. No arguing with that.
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>>5217218
Because your argument is that we can do nothing to stop the godhand from assfucking our soul into oblivion. Therefore it would be prudent to not let them assfuck our soul until we break and turn into another tool for them to use. It's a simple step in logic. Struggling serves no purpose if it is undone in the end, which you posit it would be since the power of the five fingers is absolute and unconquerable.

This is why logic is stupid and your memes should end here.

And why would such a cycle even exist in the first place? What function would it serve? All we can do is theorize. And if were all just in the realm of guessing I'd rather guess we can punch them in the dick until they fade away than guess they're unstoppable until they just poof the fuck away.

Lame ass mindset.
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>>5217251
>Because your argument is that we can do nothing to stop the godhand from assfucking our soul into oblivion.
Nope, I even made a vote against letting Slan soul rape us. My argument has only ever been that trying to fight the God Hand with raw force is a zero-sum game.

>Therefore it would be prudent to not let them assfuck our soul until we break and turn into another tool for them to use. It's a simple step in logic.
A simple step that I did not posit, mind.

>And why would such a cycle even exist in the first place? What function would it serve?
It exists only to perpetuate suffering, which is the whole point. There's no reason anyone who even crosses paths with a demon should get damned to Super Hell for all eternity when they die, but that's what happens. There's no reason for people to believe the Falcon of Darkness is their destined savior after the whole fiasco with Ganishka and Falconia literally having merciless monsters roaming around in the guise of men, but that's what happens. There's no reason for the sacrifice to be something you truly cherish beyond causing spiritual pain, but that's the whole point. Etc.

There is no plan. The Idea of Evil quite literally tells its servants as much and let's them do whatever. So long as theyre causing suffering in any form, they fulfill its will.
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>>5217272
I don't think anyone is advocating physically fighting the god hand.
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>>5217272
>trying to not get soul raped
>doesn't count as fighting them
wut? Going against their wishes is fighting in this instance. We're not having a difference of opinion with them. We're trying to blunt and subvert their will. In any form that's a battle bro.

Sure you didn't, but the implication is there so long as we are thinking "realistically". It's an easy conclusion to come to.

And then cycling them or not would be pointless. So why would it happen? If there is no impetus for an action to occur naturally there must be outside stimulus. That means the only reason why the hand have switching members is because they are replaced based on the greater will of a mortal with an egg or something is able to actually remove them from their position and then it needs replacing. This line of reason is even supported by the idea that Evil is super hands off. Because it wouldn't give a shit if the agents were the same for eternity so long as they were bad guys.

It doesn't add up. So obviously they can either kill each other or something else can. The fact that Skull Knight's ugly sword is dangerous enough for Void to turn it aside or the Dragonslayer is notably able to at least do something to the hand is reason enough to believe their members have been deposed before.

>>5217283
I am. $20 right now I'll go fistfight Conrad.
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>>5217293
you can't, he's not a physical dude
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>>5217299
$30 I astral project and punch Conrad in the ethereal dick
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>>5217293
>And then cycling them or not would be pointless. So why would it happen? If there is no impetus for an action to occur naturally there must be outside stimulus. That means the only reason why the hand have switching members is because they are replaced based on the greater will of a mortal with an egg or something is able to actually remove them from their position and then it needs replacing. This line of reason is even supported by the idea that Evil is super hands off. Because it wouldn't give a shit if the agents were the same for eternity so long as they were bad guys.
It could also be that the Idea just doesn't care what they do. It's entirely possible most God Hand just choose to fuck off into the Abyss forever and vanish into the nothingness after a period of time, which would warrant replacing just as much as them infighting (which doesn't seem all that likely) or them being killed by someone (which seems even more unlikely since even Skull Knight implies he's never actually killed one in combat). The origin of Evil in this setting really does not care what happens to its servants or what they do with the power it grants them, so long as suffering happens.
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Refusing to give into their taunts, you simply stay silent and focus on your power surge, the spirit has to come out of your body, and it will if it means stopping Slan from molesting Farnese!

The second attempt burns as badly as the first, and with even less effects. The spirit must react to the mere presence of The God Hand, instead of being directly acknowledged. You need to wait until they leave, or else you would be forcing yourself into death's door over nothing.

Luckily, they seemed to be very disinterested in your suffering, even Griffith and Conrad, to your dismay. Slan, however, is the only one that appears to be still showing her figure in the darkness.

The thickness of the pasty mass of devils appears to be a lot more shallow than before, though. Needing to engulf the torturers into it's mass so it could grow, transforming them along with the liquid and making them indistinguishable from monsters.

Soon enough, a few of them take the form of half-monsters. Still looking humanoid enough to be described as men, but the way their teeth were elongated with their nails resembling talons made the journey to save them a lot more pointless than what it felt before.

Do you now understand your powerlessness? Let your emotions flourish, it will all be over soon...
An andrenaline rush from Farnese makes her attempt to push you away from her, but even though you were already stronger than her before, the demonic energy from Slan's possession gives you an extra boost to catch her arms and twist her elbows together, pinning her wrists to the wall as she loses the skirmish.

She has responded to your telepathy before, will she hear your call despite your thoughts being the only thing keeping you as yourself? What could you even say to her so she could escape being penetr-
...Oh god. You will come to regret this...
Farnese, can you hear me? I need you to kick me in the-
HAAAH! HAAAAH! Slan screams before you could, though it sounds a lot more like moans of pleasure as Farnese kicks your genitals with enough force for any man to relate to your pain. She did not need a warning, this was already in her mind before your advice.

"AAAAAAAH!" She repeatedly stomps at your member as you fall down, somehow feeling the pain of your body and your soul as two different locations. You thought being out of control would make you not feel the pain, but it's like sharing pain between bodies, making you retreat and fall over even if Slan was rejoicing in this display of sadomasochism.

Fascinating synergy. What is lovemaking without a hint of spice? It's a shame you might not get it up anymore, but do not fret, there are several more interested in your partner... Slan finds your erectile dysfunction hilarious, so much so that she offers to pick up the pace by making the possessed pagans rape her (and you) instead!

You just busted your balls for nothing. This could not get any worse...
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>>5217315
Well, what are we supposed to do, thin out our Od?
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>>5217310
Why would you fuck off into non-existence when you could spend all your time watching Humanity Season 667 and doing whatever weird shit you want? That is the most likely but with how selfish and inhuman these fuckers are I could also see them wanting to stick around forever. Their obsession with causality and fate is also a big indicator that sometimes things just plain happen. They never would fight against fate because of their adherence to the idea that things simply have to occur. Even if that meant they'd get assblasted by an apostle like Ganishka or a struggler like Guts. So long as it was the appropriate time.

None of it at all ever adds up.
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>>5217315
"Commander! We need your help with-- By The Lord! They're already here!" The chief of one of Farnese's troops appears, seeing her stomping your genitals without pants on with several items scattered on the floor, and with erect humanoid monsters chasing after their commander, it doesn't take a genius to figure out what is going on.

The ceiling tiles appear to be sucked into upper floors as the tower shakes, Merlina's Vortex of the Abyss has been activated, used only to suck a large group of enemies into damnation, and then close by itself. But with how things are here, who knows how the God Hand can alter that spell, keeping it open or spreading the rift to the point where it engulfs the entire place, or even using it as a portal for apostles to come in. All you know now is that you are in the eye of the unholy storm.

"Phantom! This is your doing, isn't it!? Good job on capturing him, Lady Farnese!"
"Wha...? No, he's been..." Farnese surprisingly attempts to defend you through her stammers, has she been able to hear the previous conversations with the God Hand?

And now, for the climax...
Slan commands you to stand up and jump into their weapons, wanting the pseudo apostles to use you as a meat shield to trample over all and invade the tower from all directions.
But her control over you appears to be a lot weaker now that the spirit needs to puppeteer several entities at once. Commanding mobs is the God Hand's specialty as a demon lady, but not a random ass spirit.

You have enough time to make a last attempt at reclaiming your body and saving Farnese and escaping the theats facing both ends of the hallway.
Make it count, for Midland, and for the Santana name!

>Seal the chamber with a magic seed.
>Turn around and clobber the demons.
>Blast them all away with all of your Od.
>Keep your body shielded and expel the spirit once and for all.
>Raise your halberd and charge through the knights.
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>>5217315
>dick stomped into nonfunctionality
Big ow
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>>5217334
>Keep your body shielded and expel the spirit once and for all.
>Drop a seed in front of the cultists and make it grow.
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>>5217328
Honestly, them getting cycled out probably has as much reasoning behind it as the Idea sending all demonkind to the Abyss upon death, despite clearly displaying more than enough power to keep them around and NOT damn them to Super Hell if it wanted to, dince that would objectively lead to more material suffering.

We ask "Why?" but the answer is clearly "The Idea of Evil works in mysterious ways."

>>5217334
>Keep your body shielded and expel the spirit once and for all.
>Drop a seed in front of the cultists and make it grow
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>>5217334
>Keep your body shielded and expel the spirit once and for all.
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>>5217334
>>Keep your body shielded and expel the spirit once and for all.
Geddafuckouttaheremanshit

>>5217342
The idea of evil don't work at all. Lazy fucking concept just sits around rent free and tells people to assrape babies in woodchippers. Fuck Evil. We're a good boy goddammit.
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>>5217336
Just rub some herbs on it. That's what all the cool superhumans do.
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>>5217334
>Keep your body shielded and expel the spirit once and for all.
Everything has a cost, but if we can save someone it will all be worth it.
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>>5217348
I'm sure we could convince Puck to give it a hug to make it all better. Or maybe a nice afternoon of sun bathing next to a crisp, clean pool?
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>>5217336
We probably just busted some blood vessels, pretty awful to go through but Vlad's bounced back from worse.
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>>5217376
>inb4 the entire inner structure was compromised and now it can only engorge outwards and not upwards
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>>5217342
>>5217343
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>>5217352
2d100. First one for the exorcist roleplay and an extra one for the planty plants.
Going to sleep after this one so I better wake up to some good rolls to work with.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D1PH_Y8Xn4g
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Rolled 60, 20 = 80 (2d100)

>>5217396
Rage consume us
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Rolled 29, 33 = 62 (2d100)

>>5217396
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Rolled 36, 53 = 89 (2d100)

>>5217396
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Rolled 27, 4 = 31 (2d100)

>>5217396
I command thee demon, fuck off back to subway.
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Rolled 14, 8 = 22 (2d100)

>>5217396
Let's do some roles
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>>5217413
Is the the god hand itself just fucking with our rolls at this point? Like the great rolls that let us obliterate the disciples, were just to make these awful rolls all the more crushing?
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>>5217420
It seems to be just us rolling shit for spook nonsense.
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Rolled 74, 55 = 129 (2d100)

>>5217396
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Rolled 21, 100 = 121 (2d100)

>>5217396
I'll try rolling for whatever good it will do
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>>5217471
YOOOOOOO
even though it probably doesn't count :( [/spoiler}
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>>5217471
bruh
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>>5217420
Conrad is laughing at us right now. He's cursed our rolls.
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>>5217471
.....fucking welp.
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>>5217530
*insert Void monologue about Causality here*
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Hey anons I fell asleep after we defeated the torturers, is everything going we-

Oh my fucking god.
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>>5217584
I've been away from my electronics for four days, imagine how I feel.
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So we lose our dick from CBT and farnese gets gangraped? Guess we'll have something in common with guts now.
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Vlad can grow is dick back super easily, guys. All we need to do is stand naked in direct sunlight for a few days.
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>>5217595
Have you ever stood still for a day? Shit ain't easy. Feet hurt, back gets tired, birds trying to shit on you. The worst. Can't imagine an extra two days is any easier.
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>>5217605
Vlad is half-weed. He can just bury his feet and set down some roots.
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>>5217609
>meanwhile, the non-plant part of vlad
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>>5217334
>you are in the eye of the unholy storm.
Ok it did go incredibly worse from yesterday.
Well let's think of some things and priorities.
- half naked, we are just in clothing. Armor likely up with Merlina cloak.
- Received some spiritual damage, not sure how much. In theory that 60 was enough for the exorcism maybe ?
- Need to take our shortsword back from that torturer head, halberd in our hands
- The seeds we used before still kind of block the place, so we shouldn't be swarmed immediately. Beside supposedly this half demons will have the torture machines to pass or destroy, and those look heavy/sturdy.

Farnese will likely not convince the knights in a rapid manner, not without someone else helping her. Our opinion will not do much.
We should get our sword, and tell knights/farnese to get out.
Us instead can go :
- Run and go up, trying to do two things at once. Which is fighting Mozgus and stopping the vortex. If the God Hand has already boosted the Vortex we can't stop them, it is not "uee we can't do anything", it is just too much now and they know it, but we can kill the inquisitor. If they still didn't then we should concentrate on closing the Vortex, we need to evade Mozgus while doing it but we could use the seeds in a defensive way and that can help..
Mozgus can be fought at range, the problem though is that the tower top doesn't help us in the fighting and Mozgus will receive a boost (he is near enough evil for that to happen at this point).
We should do something that is not clean or honorable combat.
Collapse the tower top with a few seeds, if we survive the fall there is more space for combat. Or have Mozgus talk and talk, so we have a bigger chance to throw a seed in his mouth and wound him with a tree. Which might not be enough to kill him.
We could do something crazy, like using the seeds to make a giant tree to impale Mozgus and throw him in the vortex and use him as a temporary block.
or
- Run and go down, trying to do two things at once. Which is kill mr walking egg and fix the runes on the stones. Here we have gunpowder, which would boost our martial efforts and speed. We are also in open ground, meaning we can actually write more ideas. Saving a part of the camp should give a problem to the ritual, even if they can use the vortex.

If Farnese is able to hold her power and convince the knights, we might get some help, which would be welcome in our current state. Or at least save more people.
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Wow, a crushed dick for nothing
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>>5217334
>Keep your body shielded and expel the spirit once and for all.
>Turn around and clobber the demons.
Getting possessed and clobering things? Is Vlad King Dedede?
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This is hard to read, just a big ol "what the fuck" to the players and Becchi at this point desu
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>>5217833
It's Berserk.
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>>5217838
Guts was never this painfully retarded.
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>>5217840
Come up with something better yourself.
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>>5217398
>>5217399
>>5217404
Removing a soul empowered by the God Hand from your spirit is not something that you should take lightly, requiring all the energy that your soul can muster if it means expelling Slan from your body.

Regaining control for a split second, you exert all of your energy to flip backwards to hit the Tidal Wave Of Darkness itself, which had a strain still reaching from your ankles, making Slan finally let go of your body as it was sent further into the chamber.

The humanoid monsters were still moving up, with one of them grabbing your shortsword to slash at you with your own weapon. Your body and soul are absolutely destroyed, yet you don't need either to throw two magic seeds onto them.

Placing one at the floor, and one at the attacking enemy's mouth, your tell them to grow as they obstruct the halls, crushing them as the sword dropped to the floor.

Your body falls limply into Farnese's lap, her thighs barely covered by her long shirt. For a brief moment, she's still unsure if you're still possessed, but opening one eye to meet hers and confidently muttering 'Guess who's back?' She relaxed and let you rest for a brief moment.

That's what you would be saying, if you didn't feel the absolute pain of what your body went through now that you're back in it. Farnese didn't hold back in the slightest in her barrage of kicks... You'll be lucky to even perform any activities of that sort in the following months, and that's if you didn't go infertile... Gunpowder would be laughing at your whining right now, he sure doesn't miss his balls...

"Commander! We need your support! The refugees are panicking and attacking each other! After their cult was exposed, several black bulbs were seen around the perimeter. We've been evacuating as many of them as possible, but it seems these monsters are festering their way inside the tower too!" Being reminded by the guards that Farnese is being watched, she finally pulls her pants up (in more ways than one) to go back to her religious persona, grabbing your sword and ordering them around for dramatic effect.

"I will be with you soon, men! Where are Serpico and Azan?"
"Just at the front line, Serpico arrested one of the heretics, he was waiting for you to finish your duties in the chamber, but..." The guard observes what was left of the torture devices. If you were a betting boy, you would assume Serpico apprehended Nina after her escapades with Casca.

"Give me a moment, I still need to put my armor on..." Farnese feigns strength of character, yet you can see how hard her legs are shaking from seeing those demons.
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"Yes, Commander! What about the Phantom still in your grasp?" He mentions your limp body beneath her feet.
"I have incapacitated him. Do not fret, he will not come in the way of our mission ever again." She lies through her teeth so they can ignore your presence, despite the part about being incapacitated not being wrong.

"Good job, Farnese! This is why you've been entrusted with God's will!"
"Back to your posts, protect the innocents at all costs and behead any who seems to be conspiring against our plans!"
"Roger!" The guards leave before seeing the waves slowly emerging from the stairs.

The prideful commander freezes once more, likely using the last of her courage to pretend she had everything under control to her peers. She appears to be on the verge of fainting, the trauma from attempted rape by a man she swore to kill not too long ago, and provided she understood what was happening, the terror was more than justified. She doesn't want to be anywhere near you right now, even more so with how that attempt has just happened.

"I... I can't do more than I've already have... Why is this happening to me?" Farnese cover her eyes with her palms, giving up and considering death before pulling you from the liquid monsters who seeped between the tree trunks.
Hopefully she can lift you, crawling is feasible in your position despite your injuries, but you might hold on with the walking part thanks to, you know...

>If you're not up for round 2, you better start running.
>I'd say you're doing a good job as is.
>I beg you Farnese, don't let me die here.
>You don't need to do much, just lend me your hand and share your energy.
>You want to die here? Be my guest, I can still crawl my way out.
>Write-in.
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>>5217854
>"You survived a meeting with an arch demon, I'd say you are doing pretty good. We don't know the will off God bought he brought me to you, he saw it fit for us to live. Let's gather who will come and get out of here"
>You don't need to do much, just lend me your hand and share your energy.
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>>5217854
>"Farnese, you survived looking at the shadows of the most powerful Devil's looking to invade the world with their newest member. Got your revenge for missing the nutshot when we met at the ball. And caught me again after not being tortured by a bunch of lunatics and the transformed bodies of their victims."
>"In my experience that's pretty good for meeting the Dark Side for the first time."
>You don't need to do much for now, just lend me your hand and share your energy.
>"I got a plan."
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>>5217863
+1
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>>5217867
What are you supporting?
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>>5217868
I think you?
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>>5217869
Might be yours though.
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>>5217854
>Write In
"I have the same question for myself. For my family, for the friends and companions i made along the road."
"But this is not the time to find an answer for that question, Mozgus has done something with the cloak of my master he shouldn't have done. Get out everyone from the tower, and if you find the Black swordsman don't attack him, work with him. Of black he has only the armor."
"There is a circle of stones i have made with runes in the camp, it should be weaker now but it can resist for a while the assault of the demons. Resist with your men, they will follow you."
"And keep my sword, i will get it back later."
>You don't need to do much for now, just lend me your hand and share your energy
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>>5217854
>You don't need to do much, just lend me your hand and share your energy.
>I warded the refugees camp before coming here, but a corrupted heretic has undone plenty of them. Stil, this tower is on top of a magical focus, it would be safer than here. Get your everyone over to that camp Farnese.
>Like I said before, it's not another that will save you, but yourself. You are stronger than you think you are. You have the chance to be the knight in shining arnor, to do what is right, not what you are told to do.
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>>5217868
>>5217869
Oh my god, I really am as retarded as my doctor said.
I meant to support this >>5217863
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"Farnese, you survived looking at the shadows of the most powerful Devils looking to invade the world with their newest member. Also, you got your revenge on me for missing the nutshot when we met at the ball. And caught me again after not being tortured by a bunch of lunatics and the transformed bodies of their victims. in my experience, that's pretty good for meeting the Dark Side for the first time, I'd say you got everything you wanted here..." You chuckled at your own pain, as Farnese stared at you in silence, still afraid to touch you.

"Most either die, or have lives worse than any possible deaths they could have. You are stronger than you think you are." Your words are meant to get her going, but truly, the possibilities of being possessed by Slan could have resulted in much worse outcomes. While Farnese hasn't exactly helped you in combat, you wouldn't go as far as calling her a liability. For someone with no fantastic powers or heavy training, her potential is very promising.

"You don't need to do much for now, just lend me your hand and share your energy. We've done this before, remember? Trust me, I mean you no harm..." You offer her your hand, to which she stares and briefly considers dropping you for dead, but seeing the waves of darkness contorting next to your backs made her touch you in instinct. Her energy flows through your body, not being nearly enough to heal the wounds of your soul, but as for your physical form, your legs appear to be reacting to movement, even if it hurts like hell to even limp around.

She seems to be healing you for a lot longer than any other human could. Her Od pool seems nearly endless as she holds you for half a minute, the most strain her body appears to have is the cold sweat drops that fall on you with her arrhythmic breathing. She's pissing her pants, yeah, but not tired in the slightest.

Standing up with a lot of trouble balancing yourself, you are shocked at how that long period of mana transfer felt like nothing to Farnese, making you want to confirm her status.
"Are you feeling any different?"
"N-No... Should I? W-What have you done to me?"
"Nothing, I just... Forget about it, we need to make our exit." You sprint into a run, but soon it turns into limping when your body feels the pain of just stepping on the floor. Ease up on the boot size next time, Farnese...
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>>5217863
>Support
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Farnese puts her armor on as she walks at around the same pace as you, following behind as she meekly hangs her head low. She was starting to understand that she had no power in this place, letting you guide her to safer areas.
"Wait... What are you going to do now?"
Good question, Farnese... The guards still believe you to be a menace, yet they might need guidance to escape the oncoming swarm and survive the night. If you can lead people to the warded camp sites, they will stand a better chance than the birthplace of Femto's new body, especially if Gunpowder, Serpico and the others help you out in the way.

Guts has prioritized Casca, so him coming for the save here is out of the picture. Having 3 sacrificed inside your tents is probably straining a lot of your resources, so maybe saving them would be a bit too much for your soul to handle.

The Skull Knight was rumoured to be somewhere in the vicinity, if he can open portals to the abyss, there's a chance he knows how to close them too. Fighting Mozgus on that state should be easy for him, but he wouldn't be really prioritising your armor, which you desperately need in order to fight the heavy hitters or get better protection against spirits. You cannot afford to be possessed twice, and your Od transfer always worked best on surfaces than on people.

>Stick with me.
>Let's split up.
>Hold the line with your men and send the pagans inside.
>Mozgus has activated a spell in the uppest part of the tower, he needs to be stopped.
>The Black Swordsman should be fighting a horde of dark creatures on his own. How about we give him a hand?
>Wait here, I'll try to get my armor and come back.
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>>5217957
>>Stick with me.
>>Mozgus has activated a spell in the uppest part of the tower, he needs to be stopped.
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>>5217957
>Stick with me, we need to meet up with the Black Swordsman
>Where is my armor and equipment?
>Get one of your men to send a message to Azan to let the pagans into the Tower, and get EVERYONE else away and evacuate immediately.
>Mozgus's sadism was fuel for a spell that was activated, and he needs to be stopped. If any of the men see the Black Swordsman before we find him, he needs to be sent our way.
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>>5217993
+1
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>>5217957
>You need to get all of your men away from the tower and move them towards the refugee camp, I warded that place.
>I need to get my equipment and find Gunpowder. I don't know if I'm strong enough to fight Mozgus if the demon mutate him though
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>>5217993
Support
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>>5217693
It DID prompt Slan to try setting the possessed pagans on us instead and force the spirit to split its focus between multiple vessels, which lessened its hold.

>>5217957
>Stick with me.
>Mozgus has activated a spell in the uppest part of the tower, he needs to be stopped.
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>>5217993
Actually, switching to supporting this.
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>>5217993
+1
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>>5217993
+1
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"Stick with me, we need to meet up with the Black Swordsman. Do you know where my armor and equipments are?" You ask Farnese to help you find your stuff before going back to the wards with Guts.

"Th-The Black Swordsman?" Her eyes go bloodshot from thinking of meeting another demonic monster just after escaping Slan's grasp, she will never quit being a scaredy cat at this rate...

"I've warded a few tents so the refugees can stay safe. If we're lucky enough, we can place a few dozen people under our circle and protect them that way."
"There are too many people to evacuate, they will get cluttered by those... those things!" Farnese does not believe that your plan will work out.
"For god's sake, woman. You're a leader of your band, aren't you? I thought you wanted to stay alive with them."

Farnese falls silent, her face indicating that the pressure of leading the knights has stressed her out for long enough. Aside from herself, Serpico, and maybe you and Mozgus, they could all die in the tower for all she cares.

"So be it. Get one of your men to send a message to Azan to let the pagans into the Tower, and get EVERYONE else away and evacuate immediately! Mozgus needs to be stopped for activating that spell upstairs, and I ain't exactly in top condition."

"Sounds like you need a REAL man to fight alongside you!" A squeaky voice in the shadows emerges, jumping into the air and making several flips before making an entrance. "Count me in! I'll show those freaks of nature the power of the great Isidro!"
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"A door stopper is talking." You observe a red haired twerp going on a grandiose talk about beating demons, when he looks like an average kid.
"What the fuck do you know about me, asshole? I come in wanting to help and be a hero, and this is the thanks I get?" Isidro flips you the bird.
"I don't see heroes in this sanctuary, So don't try to be one." Serpico arrives with a shackled Nina behind him.
"Serpico! Puck's not with you? Guts said something about him hanging out with a kid when he was searching for them."
"I'm no kid, you piece of shit! I'm a fighter, just like everyone here! Puck should have come along to boast my accomplishments, but he said something about Guts needing him... Pansie!" You attempt to ignore Isidro as Serpico explains the situation. Hopefully Puck felt Hyde was in danger and went after him...

"Found this girl crying for mommy on the orgy cult. Guts was fighting a few people who transformed into... something. We got as many people as possible and called it a day, but then this kid showed up and tried to knock me off my horse, so I thought it'd be good to pull his ears a little, but frankly, he's more trouble than he's worth."
"Not my fault if you're a coward! You should have seen how many enemies he passed by while people were dying. And I thought you were a warrior."
"Give me a break, kid..."
"Stop calling me kid!"
Cool, the cavalry has arrived. Well... your cavalry is more like 1 able bodied fighter and three kids, but you can take anything you can get at this point.

>Come along, Serpico. We need to find Gunpowder and get back to the camp.
>Can you get my armor upstairs? I'll wait for you outside.
>Stay here and help Azan in evac.
>Write-in.
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>>5218226
>Come along, Serpico. We need to find Gunpowder and get back to the camp
Let's get the fuck out of here
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>>5218226
>"Farnese and Serpico, you grab some men and help people evacuate with Azan, try and find my horse Gunpowder too. We'll meet up at the camp."
>"Isidro, you want to be a hero, help me find my armor, and then we are getting the hell out of here the moment we find Puck."
>"By the way Farnese, if you see the dark skinned woman that's with Guts, protect her no matter what, if she dies then this shit is going to get worse a lot faster. Guts shouldn't be too far behind looking for her, don't pick a fight and help him. Hopefully we will see each other soon."
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>>5218242
+1; Gunpowder and Isidro are gonna be best buds real soon
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>>5218250
You mean Isidro is gonna be a horses chew toy.
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>>5218226
>Serpico, I need you to help Farnese and Azan lead the knights and the non pagans away from the tower and to warded camp, you have seen how they look like.
>I'm going to find Gunpowder and then get my armor and cape from Mozgus before he makes demonic invasion even worse.
>Isidro, you are a kid, but that doesn't stop you from being a fighter since aquires are a thing. If Puck was with you than you nust have some affinity for magic, so you are with me.
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>>5218296
This is better written besides Squire*. So I'll back this.
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>>5218296
+1
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>>5218306
>>5218296
>>5218242
>>5218226
Switched and forgot to link properly.
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>>5218296
Support
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>>5218296
>Support
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>>5218296
Support
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"Serpico, I need you to help Farnese and Azan lead the knights and the non pagans away from the tower and to warded camp, you have seen how they look like, a mob of them should not be something an unarmed man can overpower."

"Alright, already got a new blade in hand, let's see how it goes. You better not make me lose this one too, if I break a third sword in this damn travel, I will start fighting people with a paper knife."
"Nah, ain't got the time for a new fight. I'm going to find Gunpowder and then get my armor, if possible. No clue where that is though... This tower is gigantic."
"Should be a few floors before the chapel, Father Mozgus was inspecting each piece individually on his room. There's a chance they might have already been destroyed." Farnese tells you some useful information.

"Damn, and I paid a penny for that too... Still, Mozgus unleashed a spell that the God Hand could very well capitalize on. Someone needs to stop him before more monsters come from the Abyss."

"Hey! Don't you dare forget about me, Scarface! Though I don't know anything about the place either..."
"You can still be useful, or else Puck wouldn't be with you, as elves are attracted for people with affinity for magic. So stay with me."
"I'm not sticking with a cripple who can't stand up without help from his weapon, Hmph!" Isidro strikes you with a slap on the thigh, which shouldn't hurt on it's own, but it adds to the pain your body was already feeling, so there goes your composure for the next minute and a half as you groan in pain.

Going out the tower to look for Gunpowder, you sense your horse fighting against several humanoid demons, as the moon indicates the early hours of the night, you remember that the Egg had a few hours to play around with the crowd and turn them all into maneaters. Guts must be having the fight of his life against both a mob of those guys, plus the creatures of the night swarming the place.

The refugees are all running in shambles, there are thousands of enemies running up the hills, and now outside of the tower. The two different currents of evil makes the center the most dangerous place, where the clashing of waves makes the Od torrent spill it's droplets and mix them for further mutations.

The top floor appears to be collapsing in on itself as the tiles and walls disappear into a growing portal, sending debris crashing into several of the soldiers and peasants.
The pandemoniun needs to end, but it is still only commencing, hopefully by escorting them to your wards will make a few of the thousands here live to see the end of this.

Azan was there to order Jerome to kill the demons, saving Gunpowder from being torn at the skin and eaten alive by them.

Farnese, seeing how her knights were expectantly awaiting her orders, she swallowed her fear momentarily to order them around. She has no idea how to fight things she didn't know existed just a few minutes before, but she decides to follow your advice.
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"Attention, all troops! The monsters have already reached inside the Tower. Do not panic, our numbers are still great! Let us march out of Albion, take as many innocents as you can to the nearest safespot."

"Commander! That's too dangerous, there's not nearly enough time and manpower to take everyone out of here safely!" The soldier points out to the people eating each other out there, along with the black goo running down the mountainside with no proper places to run away to. Guts isn't even a noticeable dot on the horizon.

"Oh... Hm...!" Farnese stammers as she goes off-script, showing her fear to her knights before Azan could save her credibility
"Then let us escort them to safety one at a time, I'll go with Farnese to wherever she believes is safe. Form a line, you all! Women and children should be escorted first!"

"Wait! Don't forget about me!"
"I saw my entire family die before my eyes, don't tell me to wait here!"
The men and elderly start fighting each other as Jerome angrily attempts to shut them up while being as panicked as the crowd.
"If you all kill yourselves right here, there won't be a single person left to save!"

Having a vision of the waves of darkness about to burst and seep into the floor below, they will likely take a few hours to escort a single troop to the camp, and then come back to signal that they're in the clear. And that's if they can survive as the onslaught gets worse with each passing hour. You'd be lucky if anyone else gets saved by the time the second batch is done with. They will come back for you, right?
Nina, Azan and Farnese all gather together in the first group as Serpico and Jerome calm down the peasants as they grow savage and kill eachother in pure savagery, mimicking what the other monsters were already doing.

Farnese might be wearing the armor of a leader of an army, but she's no Guts, no Griffith, not even a Gallahad. She's still a child with no foresight on how this mission will go, if and when the annihilation of her group happens, she will be the one having to live with the consequences.
Is there anything you wish to do before departing to meet Mozgus?

>Scratch a rune on her armor, she will know what to look out for.
>Let Gunpowder stick with her as her mount.
>Say a few more words of encouragement. (Write-in)
>You are too wounded to count on her to save you twice, better to leave Mozgus to die on his own and leave with her.
>Too much time has been wasted, time to close that vortex.
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>>5218435
>Scratch a rune on her armor, she will know what to look out for.
Somewhere that can be easily hidden, preferably.
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>>5218435
>Scratch a rune on her armor, she will know what to look out for.
>Let Gunpowder stick with her as her mount.
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>>5218435
>Scratch a rune on her armor, she will know what to look out for.
>"All of you listen up, that dark sludge is flowing down to the tower, you want to live, move where the Chain Knights tell you and help your neighbors!"
>"Even if you have to lean on each other's shoulders do not stop moving!"
>Get on Gunpowder and grab Isidro
>"Light as many torches as you can and light the way out yourselves, the knights can protect you from cultists, but if none of you stop arguing right now, will on help the devils coming catch you faster!"
>Take Gunpowder and Isidro and ride around to find Guts, Casca and Puck
>Send any able body that can move to join the knights line with torches
>Grab a spare spear and have Isidro carry the torch
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>>5218440
support

hopefully horse bro can serve the waifu well
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So we lost our cock?
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>>5218443
Supporting this.
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>>5218450
For a time.
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>>5218450
Nah, just had it stomped on a bit. Vlad can probably self-heal the damage eventually since he's part-plant, but I doubt he's going to be getting any stiffy's for a couple months.
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>>5218435
>Scratch a rune on her armor, she will know what to look out for.
>Farnese, a leader has to burn bright, to be a lighthouse so all those whobare lost in darkness can follow. Having doubts and fears is good, it means you still have your humanity, that your are willing to let other give their own imput. Just look at Mozgus for a man who is so stubborn he refuses to change, and what it lead him to do. No one person can do it all alone, but you already have the base to support you, just look at Serpico and Azan, there at every step of your way.
>As for you all, killing eachother will do nothing! Every murder and hate you commit will only empower these demons, until they drag you to the abyss! The only salvation is to struggle against them, with spear and light! Have faith!
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>>5218440
>Support
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>>5218435
>>Scratch a rune on her armor, she will know what to look out for.
>Say a few more words of encouragement. (Write-in)
I love you.
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>>5218450
I imagine he'll be pissing blood for a few days
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>>5218443
Limping over to Farnese, you pick up the pointiest rock you could find and scratch at her wristplates.
"Wh-What do you think you're doing?" She jumps after hearing the scratching of rocks on her.
"Get your hands away from the commander, freak!" The soldiers point their weapons at you just as you were about to finish your rune markings on Farnese's armor.

"There we go, now you know what to look out for. If you see a tent with one of these, keep searching for more, eventually you'll find a safe spot." The last touch on the indentation makes it shine over the scratch marks, making sure she would not forget the sign you placed on the camp.
"Burn bright, Farnese. Be the lighthouse they expect you to be, just this one last time."

She gulps as she listens to your words of encouragement, Azan lights a torch to illuminate the dark settlements of the fields. Noticing how a few of them backed off, you realize that the spirit's dying fear of sunlight could even scare them of anything that seemed to emanate the same properties of the ball of fire present during the day.

"Wait, I know somebody who could be useful here." You instruct Gunpowder to be Farnese's mount, she already has your sword, might as well have the horse for an extra safety measure."
'Do not like woman. She smells of musk.'
"There'll be plenty of danger for you to enjoy when she rides you, just remember that she's not a good fighter, so don't be doing any onf the acrobatics you're used to performing with me."
'Second time human abandon me to fight strong enemy. Third time will not exist.'
"You are the most stubborn horse I could ever work with..."

"Are you... making voices for your horse?"
"Wha-? No, why would I do that?"
'Vlad is sad little man.'
Shaking your head, you push your horse to follow her as she switches seats. The push being enough to make you wobble and hit the floor, if it weren't for Serpico to be there for the catch.

"Be it with you or against you, protecting you is always on my to-do list... Why don't you sit this one out with Isidro?"
"What a loser! Is this the guy who Guts said I had to beat to even stand a chance against him? Well, consider me a pro already!" Isidro lights a torch and ignores your pain as he plays keep-away with a shadow emerging from the dark.
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>>5218519
Serpico lets you rest on top of a rockside while he fights the big worms, Isidro marches and flails his torch in case anything shows up, looking more like he's roleplaying than serving as a guard.
"Y'know, I was expecting to be more of a damsel in distress saver, legendary hero type guy today. You're nowhere near a hot chick, and this isn't exactly the stuff of legends." Isidro complaints. "Weren't you going to get your stuff back? That sounded a lot more interesting!"

Looking up to the top of the crumbling tower, you see the portal growing bigger as a huge amount of souls are liberated and transformed into heinous creatures. Out of the rubble, a flying apostle looking enemy appears to face an armoured knight. Who else could it be but him...?

That's right, The Skull Knight has a sword that can transport you right to Guts and the crew without having to wait another hour for them to come back in shambles. But you're in no condition to interfere in his fight, or to get attacked by more demons.
Is it worth going up there to see what the skeleton is up to and get another ride from him? He is fighting creatures way beyond your level, maybe you shouldn't bother him in this key moment and just wait it out until troop 2 is ready to leave.

>Climb the tower and look for The Skull Knight.
>See if there's a horse around for you to cross alone.
>Wait things out and chat with Isidro to pass the time.
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>>5218521
>Wait things out and chat with Isidro to pass the time.
Without Gunpowder there is no way we are climbing that many stairs while fighting the blob and be in condition to help against apostle Mozgus.
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>>5218521
>Wait things out and chat with Isidro to pass the time.

We're super fucked up. We need to lick our wounds at least little bit.
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>>5218521
>>Wait things out and chat with Isidro to pass the time.
Your next line is"The shut-eyed twink is stronger than you!".
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>>5218528
support

Also we just made things unimaginably worse when it came to this specific arc. At the moment at least, this could have positive connotations later on
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>>5218521
>>Wait things out and chat with Isidro to pass the time.
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>>5218524
>>5218528
>>5218553
>>5218573
>>5218575
It's been a while since you've had some downtime to talk, and with the recent change of plans, you're a sitting duck to whatever threats are present here, even if the moment is not appropriate as people are dying left, right and center, maybe entertaining yourself with the kid could serve as something to ease the tension.

"Change of plans, it happens. You have to adapt to the situation in order to survive."
"Really? Cuz I don't see any adapting, It's more like you're taking a nap and smelling the flowers."
"I've more than done my part and then some, alright? If you want a display of strength, it can wait for the next few... Years..." You gyrate your wrists and hear several snaps, taking this much damage and fractures is bound to make you lose your elasticty at some point, you can't even reach four toes without excrutiating pain.

Laying over as Isidro juggles the tourch between each hand, he observes your inaction. I guess you do look a bit like a weakling in his eyes, but you've yet to see any displays of strength on his end.
What would this meathead even be interested in for you to have a convo with?

>Did Guts tell you what was going on here?
>Where are you from, Isidro? What's your deal?
>Any reason in particular you decided to follow the Black Swordsman?
>You're no apostle either, kid. I could snap you in half on a good day.
>What do you know about fighting?
>Write-in.
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>>5218579
>Did Guts tell you what was going on here?
>Any reason in particular you decided to follow the Black Swordsman?
best to start a conversation with something shared in common, and lucky for us Vlad and Isidro are both acquaintances of Guts.
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>>5218584
>support
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>>5218584
Support.
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"Did Guts tell you what was going on here?"
"Nope, not a thing. The guy talks about as much as a closed oyster." Isidro shrugs.
"Do you want me to give you a rundown? There's a lot of stuff going on, but I can spare you a lot of details if you ignore what's happening right now-"
"Nah, I'm good. I skipped out on schooling for a reason! What's the point of reading books when the pictures tell me everything? If you don't have any pictures, maybe your story isn't that interesting to begin with." Isidro mentions that he's very disinterested in reading, sometimes you forget that only the high class nobles are obligated to learn how to read, does he even know how to write his name?

"Wait, so why have you bothered to follow Guts if you have no idea who he is, or what he's searching for?"
"Have you seen the guy? He's ridiculously cool! I can't even lift that sword of his, yet he does so many acrobatics and kills so many Kushan with it, it's like he's holding a candlestick!" Isidro explains that he doesn't really care about Guts' backstory, and more so what he can learn from watching him perform.

"I'm sure I could lift that thing, but carrying it around and using it like a regular sword is something even I have trouble processing. You're a simple kid, you know? I can respect that."
"Hey, I don't like your tone! Are you calling me stupid?"

"Oh no! It's just that not asking questions is an interesting way to live life. I'm not sure I could dial back into that state after I became an adult."
"Ah, sure... You adults always know everything!" Isidro calls you pretentious for being older than him and having more life experience, like all kids do.
"I'm serious, You're following The Black Swordsman, the guy who everyone calls an evil man who's responsible for everything wrong with this world, just because he's cool!"
"Yeah, because he is! I didn't leave home to become the best mercenary in the world if I didn't know my strong guys!" He proudly rubs his nose.

"What was wrong with your home, bad parents? Violent place?"
"No, it was just too easy of a life, mercenaries don't grow on trees! They need to get stronger on their own, just like I will one day!"
"I can get behind that idea. So, how many fights have you been in, any major victories?"
"I...Uh... Ivedonenothingbutstealfoodforthepastyear..." Isidro quickly spits all his words, being embarrassed that he doesn't have a lot to show for despite a year away from home.

With all the fantastic beasts you've faced, sometimes you forget that people can go years in one direction without improving their strength. He's more like a household bandit than a fantastic mercenary.

>I don't think you're aiming for Guts' type of strength.
>Why the shame? No kid your age is picking up a sword and going into combat.
>Come on, surely you have goos stories to tell from being a thief.
>You should have stayed with your parents.
>What was that? I didn't hear you.
>Write-in.
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>>5218620
>Why the shame? No kid your age is picking up a sword and going into combat.
>I don't think you're aiming for Guts' type of strength.

Isidor is a dexfag trying to be a strengthcuck.
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>>5218620
>>Why the shame? No kid your age is picking up a sword and going into combat.
>I don't think you're aiming for Guts' type of strength.
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>Why the shame? No kid your age is picking up a sword and going into combat.
>I don't think you're aiming for Guts' type of strength.
By the way everybody, this faith incantation is literally in the game
https://eldenring.wiki.fextralife.com/Law+of+Causality
>Manifests a small ring of causality within that allows the caster to automatically retaliate upon receiving a certain number of blows.
>The fundamentalists describe the Golden Order through the powers of regression and causality. Causality is the pull between meanings; it is the connections that form the relationships of all things.
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>>5218632
>Implying Isidro is anything other than a quality build, equally leveling dexterity and strength

Anyways support
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>>5218620
>Why the shame? No kid your age is picking up a sword and going into combat.
>I don't think you're aiming for Guts' type of strength.
Isidro is stubborn but he's the endearing type of stubborn. The one you want to win despite all obstacles.

>>5218682
At least the Greater Will isn't inherently malevolent, just deeply apathetic.
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>>5218635
"Why the shame? No kid your age is picking up a sword and going into combat. Back in my day, I was... hiding under the dining table to get a taste of my father's alcohol... Scratch that, I can't lead by example... Point still stands, being a child soldier is not something to be praised, you should be enjoying life. You'll have a lot more time to spill blood on the battlefield when you're older!"

"But I don't want to wait until I'm older, I want to fight them now. And you don't exactly look like a grandpa, why are you talking like you have a bunch of life experience?"
"Because I kind of do, though I believe I was blessed with a few shortcuts. Truth is, the search for the strongest is not something everyone should go for. You either start training while you're young, or play catch-up for the rest of your life. I've survived encounters with creatures stronger than myself, but every time I do it, well, I feel like I've lost a few years of my senior life, and it won't get any easier unless I grow stronger than I am right now. It's something that passes through my head a lot, along with several other things. The gap never closes, it only widens. Or at least, that's what I've gathered."

"Don't you think I'm a little too young to be working as your counselor? I'm just looking for a big fight, not your deep reasons to live."
"I know, but that's important for you to think about too, even if just for a little bit. It might help you figure out what you're good at. Judging fights is more similar to judging lives than you might think."
"And what did you gain with so much knowledge in your head, big brain?" Isidro rolls his eyes.
"I don't think you should be aiming for Guts' type of strength. If you're fast, short and resourceful, you should work around those advantages over big targets."
"I won't be known as the greatest mercenary to ever live if I can't kill at least 100 men by myself!"
"And how will you get there? What, do you expect Guts to give you any advice?"
"I am not his student, no one can tell me what to do, ya hear? It's why I'm not lending you any of my two ears either!"

Isidro is very unlike Benny, the kid who did not want to fight in the slightest, but felt forced into learning something to protect his family despite being terrible at it. You wonder if those two would learn anything from each other. Maybe some company at similar age range would get the message across.
"Novice or pro, you sure talk a lot of trash for someone who's not watching out for spirits, that one clasping your shoulder will probably haunt you until your hair turns grey." Being a bit more playful, you pull a prank on him as he spins around and flails his torch.
"HUH! WHERE!?" Funnily enough, he's a lot more willing to fight monsters than Farnese. If only he had the ability to back up his words...
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Enough time passes for Isidro to swat down any bubbles of the dark bursting close to you, while you slowly but surely feel the movement coming back to your limbs. Still just as painful, but nothing promises to break yet.
"Done with your beauty sleep?"
"Yeah, time to show you what I can do." You take one look at the fighters up in the tower, not being sure on who's winning thanks to how distant you are, but you did get to see several blasts of fire, along with teleporting swings. Man, Isidro would have the time of his life if he was seeing that fight.

You're pretty sure that over a few horus have passed since Farnese left with Azan and Nina, if not more, yet not one soul has returned to signal the next troop.
And for good reason, the waves have gotten larger and stronger, there is no way to cross without risking an attack from the maneaters, the creatures from the portal, or the demons from the marks of the sacrificed. A few jockeys attempt to turn tail and run, but it's as effective as you would have hoped, resulting in an easy death to the talking waves:

"I DON'T WANT TO DIE!"
"KILL!KILL!KILL!"
"GOD! HELP! WHERE ARE YOU, GOD?!"

Those were several words you could hear coming from the ones inside the gellatinous bulbs, the panicked cries for help weren't even coming from the cowardly knights, though given how they all died, got turned into skeletons and had their spirits absorbed into the mass, they could be considered one in the same.

"Shit! Watch out!" Isidro helps you dodge more collapsing rubble as the tower of conviction turns into the image of a hand, holding inside a portal to hell itself.

Things were a lot easier when you were ignoring danger and having a nice chat with the kid, but it's time you serve as an example to what he can do if he turns into a fighter.

>Help Serpico fight the tidal waves.
>Unite the survivors and attempt to open a pathway to the wards.
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>>5218742
Well shit. I doubt we can do both, but if we don't do anything the waves will overwhelm us and the survivors here. And I'm not confident enough in our rolls so far to shoot for taking them on, especially with Vlad so exhausted.

>Unite the survivors and attempt to open a pathway to the wards.
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>>5218742
>>Unite the survivors and attempt to open a pathway to the wards.
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>>5218742
>Unite the survivors and attempt to open a pathway to the wards.
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>>5218742
>>Unite the survivors and attempt to open a pathway to the wards

We need more energy for this fight
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>>5218742
>Unite the survivors and attempt to open a pathway to the wards.
Serpico can hold his own, we need to get people out of here fast as possible.
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>>5218748
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>>5218802
Going to need a 2d100. One for getting those panicked hoodlums to listen, another for how well the trip is going to be until there.
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>>5219006
Damn. Good job, brother.
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>>5219006
Looks like our bad luck just took a turn.
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>>5219006
The Godhand's curse is broken.
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>>5219012
"LISTEN!" You round up the homeless group near you who are still fighting each other, as if being the last one alive to then be eaten by the God Hand creatures is a grandiose accomplishment. "Your salvation will come from the spears and the lights, where did your faith go?"

"What do you know about faith, you damn ghoul!? This is all your fault!" The brainwashed knights have enough time to curse your name, despite being panicked from the ongoing mayhem.

"Shut up, you ignoramus!" Isidro throws his torch at the wave, which makes them contort in pain a lot more effectively than any sort of physical attacks they were doing for the past hours. "It's time to leave, You're all a bunch of losers! I'm not seeing any of you fixing this mess either!"

Isidro's love of spiting adults seems to work in your favor, as they observe that playing keep away might lead them to an early escape.

"We can't leave yet! Commander Farnese has not returned! How can we cross that long pathway when we're not in the clear?"
"If there is no pathway, we'll have to make our own! Gather as many torches as you can, the blazes will be our fuel to victory!"

Taking as many soldiers and refugees together in a straight line, all of them gather hand in hand to slowly march their way towards the safe zone. You didn't turn back to see how many people were in the second troop, but if you had to guess, it was somewhere around the mid 40s.

Serpico was still fighting in the distance the last time you saw him. With how slowly you'll have to walk to make sure no one gets lost, it will be hard to say if you will come back to save him and Jerome... Hang in there, you squinty eyed swordbreaker!

You are starting to understand what took Farnese so long to reach the wards, plenty of people are screaming, pushing and trampling others in and out of line. Brave soldiers fight the creatures beyond their comprehension and give their lives to protect the innocents. As much as Farnese has the reputation of being a bad leader, when pushed to the brink, they know exactly what to do.

You are forced to walk as slowly as possible thanks to your wounds, being unable to use your foresight or using Od sensing to see where Guts is, not wanting to risk a possession and killing the troop yourself. You might not want to admit it, but it's also due to your fear increasing exponentionally. Not exactly from dying, but there are a lot worse conditions than dying here, and that includes being the only one left alive, having to deal with more guilt from the dead crawling on your back.

Several more hours pass, and the wards are nowhere near sight. The torches are close to running out as their flames grow weaker. The monsters are enclosing on the entire group, but even at the worst of conditions, a miracle appears to happen from someone you would least expect to be useful in this scenario.

"Aaaah..."
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"C-Casca???"
Casca, inexplicably, safely walks forward without a care in the world, cradling a demonic infant in her chest. Did she also learn the dark arts?

"How is she walking around without a torch?"
"She's a witch! The sorcerer lead us to another of his kind, and now he will kill us all!"
"I knew it, this was all a trap! Burn them both!" The soldiers attempt to constrict the girl as the demon baby drops to the floor, going out of line to pull her hair and constrict her."

"Hey! Let go of her! She is friends with Guts!" Isidro jumps on your head as he starts striking the soldiers, until they also attempt to tie him too.

"AUGH! AAAARGH!" Despite Casca being their savior, she was misinterpreted as another Agent of Darkness. How amazingly the faithful followers of god turn their blessings into a death sentence.

Despite their attacks, Casca is saved not by the baby, or by the tides, but by a familiar greatsword who strikes at the rebellious group.

"You won't be the first group of people I kill today who have the great idea of getting in the way between me and her. How about you pick someone your size, cowards?" Guts makes his grand entrance, implied to have killed human and demonfolk alike from trying to harm Casca.
"Guts! Good to see you, bud! As you can see, I got everything under control!" Isidro gives him a thumbs up.
"Aye, not bad, kid."

"There you are, didn't I tell you to stay in the damn wards?" You thank Guts in your own way from helping you out.
"We're not that far from there, It's just that the place is a little cramped thanks to the troops you sent. If someone has to be out here in the anus of the demon world, it better be someone who's used to it." Guts speaks up, attempting to grab the demonic baby from Casca, only making her squeal and bite at his hand.

This child seems to easily control the tides of causality to protect his caretaker, being someone who was branded by the God Hand, Casca had to find a way to protect herself from demons without being able to fight... No... Could it be that...

"All of this, it's very similar to that day, all those years ago. But I didn't leave her side this time, I will make sure we're the first to see the sunlight!" Guts recalls to the tragic event of the eclipse, where he lost his friends, his limbs, and his peace, making sure to intimidate the knights into shutting themselves up.

"Th-The Black Swordsman!"
"Blah blah blah! How many excuses can you guys make in a single night to give up and die!? If you want to give up, then quit being cowards and jump into the naked people's mouths already!" Isidro chastises them for being so easily swooned by public opinion, with everyone contemplating the irony of being saved by the ones who they were trying to hunt down.
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"If all of you believe a single woman is responsible for all of this, you are also retarded enough to believe kneeling over and praying will solve all your problems! Either move aside, or BE GONE!" Guts roars into the air, proclaiming his frustrations at the pile of idiots he's surrounded by.

"Couldn't have said it better myself, honestly... How many people can still fit inside the wards?"
"Not nearly enough for all of you, and that's counting the few people that girl managed to bring in."
Farnese only let a few people inside? And she had so many people marching with her...

"Ah!" Casca mumbles and cries, seeing the child disappear before her eyes as Guts pulls her into a hug.
"Be it angel or demon... I will not let them take you away..."
The guy might be cheesy with his one liners, but you can't deny that this is the kind of quote a girl would fall for, you should be taking notes.

"No matter, I've reinforced the wards and connected them together into a larger dome, if the demon undoing the tents didn't notice that, I can still expand our area."
"We're safe!"
"Finally, this nightmare will end!" The pagans count their victories, seeming much more willing to trust you and the marked warriors than the higher classmen.
"You're just a few more minutes from there, just follow in this direction and-" Guts looks to where he's pointing, and sees an army of robed men in bishop robes. The believers who died on this floor seemed to be transformed into monsters, prostrating and clasping their hands into prayers as they welcome the birth of their dark lords.


"God will save us!"
"Down with the heretics!"
"Believe in God, and he will end our suffering!"

"What the hell is THAT?" Isidro cowers.
"Tell me you have more energy to keep fighting for an hour or two." Guts pleads.
"Doubt it, but I'll try my best..." You take your halberd out and prepare to march through the enemy team.
"I'll open a path, worry about the ones who haven't turned yet." Guts brandishes his metallic arm and opens fire into the crowd, dispersing them for a brief moment until their souls exited the corpses and possessed other inanimate bodies in other locations, spawning from seemingly nowhere.

At the corner of your eye, you catch a glimpse of the same damn egg you've met before. Using his limbs to jab the desecrated, jumping from back to back as he hides in the mass of his making.

Every world has it's end. The desires of this planet will be fulfilled by their calls of salvation. No suffering of the living or the dead will exist in our new home, the land of harmony will rise out of my ending time in this realm... Let his voice be the only one.

Blinded Cattle: Chapter End.
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>>5219135
https://youtu.be/b8LT-kobMYs

>MY BROTHER COME JOIN ME
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>>5219135
Good chapter Beechi! we did surprisingly better than I anticipated with the rolls, and nobody (important) died or got seriously injured (besides us) which is a big win in the berserk-verse. Lets hope our luck stays with us since we are nearing the climax in the next chapter.
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>>5219117
Hey, the Moonlit Child survived.
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>>5219135
Good chapter becchi thk

Seems we have another fight ahead. Better keep the last seeds for later. They could be used for the warded camp defense or against a powerful enemy.
Now we could use our Od first for enhance our weapons and armors, a nice aid.
Then make some arrows of Od or a spear and we could impale the demon mass in front of us, our energy is pure poison to them.
I was even thinking to ask one of the guys we are saving to give us a torch for a moment, so we can talk with the fire in it. See if he wants to eat some demon flesh instead of wooos with our aid, be as a direct attack on the demons boosted by our Od or as an additional enhancement on our weapons and armors, on top of our Od.
To bad we don't have our own, so only Guts gets the armor protection.
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>>5219176
and it seems to be actively helping its mother and father, think it'll survive this and not become part of Griffith?
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>>5219320
no
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>>5219135
This has gone far worse then hoped,Vlad dropped the ball on the hell portal so skull knight is forced to deal with that and hopefully he wont end up hurled into hell by Mozgus. Vlad has possibly permanent injuries to his soul which would cripple his magic at the least.
So even if Vlad does the sensible thing and top off on as much life energy from volunteers as possible or just uses Farnese again to heal he will still be badly injured.
Egg boy seems to still be a important piece so perhaps if we can kill him we will still disrupt the incarnation ceremony.
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Thanks for playing!
Glad you've been enjoying the ride so far. Think I'm getting more used to updating than I was at the start since I'm not rushing to finish them super fast like I was a few threads ago, let's me get rid of all the typos and get fancier with my writing.

Speaking of writing, man, almost all updates were double posts in these past chapters, hopefully that could capture well the chaotic feeling of the incarnation ceremony as a clusterfuck without feeling like bloating just for the sake of it.

I'm less busy next week than before so I'll probably confirm the next session in a few days. Usually I would call it quits here and think of the epilogues before starting thread 5, but I'll leave it up to you guys if you want another session here to finish the final part of the arc here, or if you're fine with the next one serving as a transition between the two. Wonder what you'll do with the survivors provided a few extra people to get through the night. Is Ilos letting immigrants in?
Let me know if you got any questions or cool topics to keep the flame alive, cause Vlad sure is keeping his.

>>5219154
This is the part where I laugh and tell you someone died offscreen
Yeah, the rolls have been good so far, even if the DC were relatively high so far, we can chock it up to the Harvesting Baron's blessing I guess.
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>>5219361
Wow I can't believe Barnham is fucking dead
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>>5219361
I can't believe you brought ratface back to life just to kill him again you monster!
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>>5219320
>>5219349
The Egg isn't in position to snag and eat it, so things have already gone massively off the rails for the incarnation ceremony.
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>>5219361
Continue please
>>5219357
>Permanent injuries
I prefer to call it 'inoculation'. Just as the body heals with scars, the soul will grow thicker from these wounds. In time, we will find a way to mend these wounds of ours, and what remains will be made all the stronger from the experience.
Perhaps even moreso than it would with physical wounds. A soul would remember the wounds given to it, would know the feel of that foul and tarnished Od. And when we fill in the tears left behind, our soul will know and incorporate the Od we use to repair it too.
The dragonslayer grew capable of slaying spirits by bathing in the blood of apostles. Our very soul will grow capable of wounding even the fingers of the God Hand by the same merit. Every ounce of tainted Od we're exposed to will only serve to make it stronger in the end. No impurities will linger, so long as we continue to struggle.
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>>5219357
Astral wounds aren't impossible to heal, plantmom did it.
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i bring a vision of the future
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>>5219357
The only way the soul wounds would be permanent is if we literally got hugged by a physical avatar of Slan. Instead, we just got a diet-diet emanations of her acting through a spirit. Vlad will be fine with rest and time to use his Od to repair himself.

Assuming he survives, that is.
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>>5219381
Wait, wouldn't that mean Moon Child doesn't get reborn then?
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>>5219776
Possibly. We don't know the exact mechanics, but it's entirely possible that the demon child can still grow into his kid form without getting eaten. We'll have to see.
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I was thinking the other day and this thought hit me like a train. By raping and traumatizing Guts, Donovan indirectly slew scores of apostles and saved countless lives.
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>>5222170
Based Donovan, hero
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Family member's having a birthday tomorrow so I won't be running on friday. But Saturday and Sunday are free game, if I can't wrap the chapter up by then I'll just extend it a bit on Monday's so no problem there.

See you guys then!
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>>5222260
Will see you Saturday then Beechi, enjoy the birthday cake!
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Alright, starting in a few hours!
Just thought I'd sleep instead of starting at early hours since I was worn out by the time I got home, let's hope it all goes well.
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>>5223792
>let's hope it all goes well.
Now you've jinxed us lmao.
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That's the best part about QMing :^)
Now to start writing the first few paragraphs.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CGcv09G5MYc
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>>5219135
The end has reached several, if not most people here already, even with your planning, taking care of saving the innocents, and barely escaping the God Hand with your life, most of your efforts were undone by the sway of their fingers.

Not even direct intervention was required, just standing up to hear their monologues was enough to bring you pain from places and forms you did not even understand. Your body is a wreck, you have lost your armor and money.

But you haven't lost your courage.
The mob marches as they trample the ground where several pagans died before them. As Guts shoots arrows from the metallic crossbow attatched to his arm, the Egg plays around jumping from shoulder to shoulder and getting lost in the crowd, being too small to be noticed by the one-eyed swordsman.

"AAAAH! AAAAAH!" Casca panicks and runs around in all directions, separating from Guts and going into the crowd as she looks after her demonic child.

"CASCA! STOP!" Guts uselessly warns the woman as her chest drips blood down her gown, momentarily ignoring you and the terrified, trembling victims who could barely contain their fear as the mob marched and prayed towards you.
Children and the young usually have a lot more magical affinity, but seeing as how he has demonic origins, his Od being used by the Egg could very well kill the ones who are still alive now.

No time to help everyone in all of their fights, either get to the wards, reinforce them with the safety measure you put on them to expand the area of exorcism with as many survivors as you can, or clear the way with Guts to help him take the numbers down. With only one magical seed with you, you surely ain't doing this all by yourself.

"What's next, dude? You better have a way out of this..." Even Isidro shows some signs of apprehension after being circled in from all sides with you.
Letting him down has not passed through your mind.

>Keep away while Guts attempts to fight the mob.
>Join him and attempt to assist the survivors in getting to the wards alone.
>Try to grow a tree so the mob can't reach the pagans.
>Charge through with all the strength you have left and tell the crowd to run behind you until you find Farnese.
>Something else.
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>>5224081
>grow a tree to absorb its od for healing
>Charge through with all the strength you have left and tell the crowd to run behind you until you find Farnese.
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>>5224106
+1 not a bad idea, certainly worth a try at least.
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>>5224106
>support

Fuck yeah, nature shall save us, Captain Planet style!!
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>>5224139
Guess we can start with a 2d100 for the tree absorption and for the charge.
You're at the victory lap bros, don't fail on me now! ROLL!
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>>5224152
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>>5224152
rolling to succ tree
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>>5224166
You can suck chlorophyll through a cell wall, buddy.
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>>5224181
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GKRA7-ZqxSM
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>>5224157
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>>5224166
Alright, so you're able to instantly grow beanstalks, and every life form needs some sort of Od pool to stay afloat in the physical realm. If you can create life through seeds and therefore being the catalyst to their growth spurt, would taking that life away from them result in you taking that energy? Only one way to find out...

"Hey, what are you going to do with that seed? Now's not the time to be eating!" Isidro scratches his head.
"Stand back, it's time I show you my powers." You place it on the floor and bury it a few steps over Isidro while pulling him away.
"What, don't tell me you're going to use magic... I'll take you even less seriously if you can only compare to other strong guys because you can cheat your way out of fights with magic!"
"You consider magic to be cheating? Well Isidro... I'd say that if you are meant to survive in the battlefield one day, you have a lot more room to GROW!"

"WAAAH!"
Using your last seed to grow a weeping willow, you place a hand on it and attempt to take it's energy. If the trees come from you, then surely you don't need to ask yourself to give you more energy, right?

Well, not exactly. While the tree withered away and died so you could take her energy. It gave you nothing but time wasted. You do not feel different, nevermind the fact that re-energizing and healing are two different things, this was about as effective as drinking your sweatdrops to quench your thirst, whatever dehydration you might satiate will be negated by the amount of effort (or in this case, time) you put in said action, making it impractical for combat use.

"Alright... So you can grow carrots and kill apple trees after getting the apples, how does that help us against... anything?" Isidro was not amused by your displays of losing a seed for nothing, nor was he when he saw a towering wave of spirits reaching as tall as castle wall crashing down the hills, quickly dispersing in your direction.
"Gotta go, fast! No lily pad will float us out of that sewage!" He skips in his feet as you grit your teeth, setting the tip of your halberd on fire so you can finally, finally get to where you want to.

"EVERYONE! THIS IS THE LAST TORCH I HAVE IN HANDS, WHEN I SAY 'GO', MAKE A DASH TOWARDS IT IF YOU WANT TO LIVE!" You assume the role of their leader, guiding them all towards the promised land. As a lord in one of the strongest rings of Midland, as well as the survivor of the Santana family, this is a role that fits you well, one that should have been accepted by you long ago...

"...GO!" Mustering the strength of your entire body in your logs, you rush with a fiery spear into the dark, whatever entity didn't run from the fear of light was impaled by you. You stopped counting the bodies after the 5th impact as your spear became a fiery hot weapon of mass destruction, burning them both physically and spiritually as one disembowled body was replaced by another who just got impaled on it.
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"AAAAAH!" Your makeshift battering ram only adds fuel to the fire, making it open way to a good few meters of leeway so the others could run behind you, with Isidro being the one to keep the speed of the crowd in check, making sure no one trampled over anybody or that the physically impared had a way to keep up.

"Stop stepping on your feet! We're almost there!" Isidro follows you, despite making a mad dash that would leave them behind, the ridiculous weight added to the shaft of your weapon made you progressively slow down. Taking Farnese's weapon of choice with yours was a great idea. The mixture of indentities fighting against the dark prove to evaporate the currents between you and her. As the tide grows closer and closer, you swear to see her again, and prove that god makes no miracles that his creations can't replicate. Even if your body collapses and gets swallowed whole by the oncoming tsunami, you will show her what it means to swim against the current...

...Psyche, you don't even know how to swim. This is the closest vision of the sea you have come across, but it doesn't mean you can't attempt to evaporate the unholy water itself.

"AAAARGHHH!" A shockwave of power makes you tumble as you hear the voice of Mozgus fall, followed by what appeared to be white feathers flowing through the sky.
This vision... the undead being so numerous that they manage to emulate the ocean tides, the dispersing feathers indicating that evil has won once more... It all makes you think about home again, about the Kraken and the Pegasus. While not exactly being a literal fight of purity and corruption in the same way the statues appeared to be struggling against opposing forces, the Kraken you are siding against appears to have won, leaving the dark sky free for the Falcon Of Darkness to fly though infinity.

As you stay, you are merely a leaf floating in the stream of fate, wether you will be brought down by the water or reach the shores to fly is still up for debate. While you are not big enough to be noticed by either team, you will grow a garden of peace between the sky and the sea, the green between the two shades of blue that will show people that life is worth protecting!

Another circle of fire is seen in the midst of the chaos. The tents you've made before are now occupied by a fainted Farnese, Gunpowder, Azan, Nina, Luca and... no one else.
Their gruesome deaths were likely too much for her to see without feeling responsible for them, and like a child hiding under their blankets, she took out one of the tent covers and laid under it before falling unconscious. She did what she could, at least...

"M-More of them!?" Nina scrambled under the arms of her caretaker after seeing the crow coming into the wards, counting you, Isidro and the people you brought in, there were around 35 people lodged in this place, a very minuscule victory, but one that you can call yours.
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>>5224374
"Brace yourselves!" Azan stands behind the lines as the spirits finally catch up to the new visitors. Likely already seeing them being devoured before, he knows that staying here will only make the group stick out like a sore thumb to the ghouls. Water tends to spread out to wherever it can, and while you seemed to have created something akin to an Od dam, it can and will burst if enough force is applied to it.

And that's what you're here for. Time to reinforce it!
Spreading more energy throughout the tents, you hit the wirings you placed on each tent to connect them all, killing a lot more spirits than you thought you would normally.

But that's not the end of it, you have to hold your position and keep them away! They are too strong to be expelled without your direct commands, so you hold still and keep holding on, and on, and on, and on...

It feels like an eternity since you first planted your feet in this containment zone, all eyes are on you now that the runes are their only source of light, the sun should have already been nearing the horizon by now, but the skies are still so dark with no signs of either sun or moon! Why is this night not over yet?

"VLAD!" Isidro and Azan walk over you as your body collapses. Something feels like it's bursting inside you, Your mind is attempting to send more Od outwards, yet your soul is still keeping it all in, as if you needed that extra fuel not to survive.

You never would have thought that this day would come, but your Od pool has been blocked by yourself, you have used so much of it today that any more use of it could permanently cripple your body, if not outright kill you.
Yet you still need to struggle and push onward, at least until sunrise! Everyone has shock and terror contorting onto their faces as the God Hand creatures seize the opportunity to breach inside and start undoing your work, attacking the pagans while the few remaining knights fight for their lives.

The field of protection is disappearing... there are no spirits to call, unless you forced them to be here...
Dark magic.

You have been told by your master to use it only as a last resort, in case of no other options. And from second hand experience living with your master, while immensely powerful, it could easily lead you to a miserable existence and limit your magic for the remainder of your life, and given how the options are either to die with all of them without trying, doing permanent damage to your body, or to your soul, this is the best possible classification for an emergency!

Staring at your wrist and considering drawing blood onto the runes, you have very little time to save your allies, or to save yourself, for that matter.

>Bite onto your skin.
>Send all of your Od onto the runes.
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>>5224432
>>Send all of your Od onto the runes.
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>>5224432
>Send all of your Od onto the runes.
That's the only thing we can do, if we want to stay true to ourselves.
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>>5224432
>>Send all of your Od onto the runes.
Hey, Ishitdro ain't doing anything right now. Lend us some juice buddy. Azan too.
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>>5224456
Also this is my first time voting on this quest. I just caught up yesterday and I have to say, this is a very faithful rendition of the Berserk setting while staying its own thing and being an excellent quest besides that. If he were aware, I think Miura would've appreciated it.
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>>5224432
>>Send all of your Od onto the runes.
no sacrifice is too great for paladin protecting the innocent
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>>5224432
>Send all of your Od onto the runes.
MAXIMUM OVERDRIBUU!!!
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>>5224472
Welcome to the game anon, sorry that your first time voting is when Vlad is about to fucking die of od dehydration lmao.
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>>5224432
>>Send all of your Od onto the runes.
"FOR MIDLAND AND SANTANA!"
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i'm a little worried that emptying out our od will make our plant mom use her od to save us, kinda screwing her over
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>>5224432
>Send all of your Od onto the runes.
Does anyone else get the feeling that once the Great Roar happens, Vlad will get a significant powerup? It's the mixing of Astral and Prime, and Vlad is firmly rooted in both. He'd be able to reach his astral side so much easier...
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>>5224432
>Bite onto your skin.
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>>5224472
Welcome aboard, anon! Always good to have one more player, I always think the number stays fixed as stories get longer for some reason, glad someone is there to read the archives.

Been a fan of the manga since I picked it up in early 2016 thanks to everybody talking about how shit the CG anime was, I remember complaining about hiatuses and getting hyped for new chapters like it was still happening today.

Like most I was pretty devastated by Miura's passing (I already reread the story like 5 separate times before starting the quest) so I thought writing this from the start would be a good way to feel some closure for me and maybe to a few other people.

The hardest part about being faithful to the source material is coming up with new dialogue that doesn't really break character or making characters have interesting motivations and thoughts without feeling rehashed, then again not everything needs to be super meaningful all the time if consuming so much media with the humanity vs eternity themes like Berserk taught me anything. Always thought writing purefag chacters would be boring but Vlad's not so bad, compared to Guts and Griffith everyone looks pure of heart.

Mostly making stuff up on the fly as I go along so I can't say I have anything planned for when we finish the source material but I'm starting to think that's how Miura himself wrote things aside from a few planned out footnotes, just need to get in the mindset of things and watch my health while I do it.
>>5224519
Hey, wouldn't be part of the quest without that little risk of an early ending at every moment.
>>5224445
>>5224456
>>5224468
>>5224498
>>5224499
We already lost one bypass this thread without even using it, let's hope it doesn't happen a second time.
A 1d100. Let's see if it's effective and how much the boy suffers from overexertion.
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Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>5224587
>let's hope it doesn't happen a second time.
bruh
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>>5224587
Shit SHIT S H I T
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Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>5224587
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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>>5224519
True to Berserk.

>>5224587
I usually like to wait until thread #3-4 before I look into new quests. This is extremely good. I'm not normally a fan of pure, "paladin" type characters myself either but Vlad definitely sells it. He's made me look at the lancer archetype more seriously, too.
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Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>5224587
Let's roll!
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>>5224760
Man am I happy you're hours late
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>>5224587
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>>5224587
QM, can we borrow some Od from Farnese to use? Her's you described as "practically limitless", we can probably telepathy her and ask for permission.
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>>5224600
>>5224601
You don't know what happens to dark magicians or the aftereffects of their spells on their souls, nor do you want to know! Corruption is not an answer, it's a question, and the answer to that is never!

"V-Vlad? You better use your trump card to get us out of here! You got a trump card, right?" Isidro pokes you with his elbow.

"You seem to be greatly mistaken, Isidro... We're not escaping, we're staying right here. Trump Cards? Shortcuts? Compromises? I reject all of them! The only sacrifice I have to offer, is my body to others and my mind to sanity!" You motivate yourself into unblocking your natural restraints, knowing full well that the consequences will be deadly if you break your body for the sake of nothing...

"BEHOLD!" Your blast of Od flies up to the sky and is seen across the entirety of Albion's mountainside, you feel your chest compressing into itself as your organs are crushed, wanting to fly out of your ribcage.

"WHAT!? HOW IS HE DOING THAT?!" Isidro covers his head after seeing the fireworks being caused by the loss of your life force. You don't dare responding, as opening your mouth would only make you lose focus as blood flew up your throat.

The immense display of strength is focused into a thin line amidst the sky, which then connects to the wiring you've done before leaving a trail of purification. The wards have now expanded tenfold, the rune formed around the perimeter stays at the epicenter of the pile of burning bodies, burning into a blinding light that feels as if the sun itself was being thrown into your eyes. Everyone screams and covers their sights as their panic increases.

"I CAN'T SEE!"
"WHAT'S GOING ON?"
"I DON'T WANT TO DIE!"

The light is again obscured by darkness, as when your eyes adjust to the ridiculous brightness on this field, you see the pile of the rubble formed in the tower turning into a gigantic hand, with emanations of the 5 godlike angels floating above it. They were all carved by the corpses of believers, you can only hope Guts and Casca weren't one of them...

Daringly, the giant God Hand considers you to be in the way of their mark of sacrifice, slamming it's palm right in the center of your group as it falls and disperses one final wave.

You attempt to raise your arms and brace for impact, but you only feel another rupture from several internal organs, even if you don't appear to be bleeding.

As all hope seemed lost, a light blue globe emerged into the frame as it phased through your soul and expanded, keeping you afloat as the God Hand's attack dispersed around a half circle across the group with the sound of several layers of glass being broken.
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>>5224816
For too long, I have watched you in passivity. I have watched you be tarnished and defiled by this cruel, cruel world. I refused to live with the humans, I knew that my counseling would be ignored, that you would continue to put yourself in danger... Until I was obligated to come to terms with my cowardice... Tell me, Dear Halfling, have I been a bad mother? Do you resent me for giving you orders after abandoning you on that manor? What right do I have, to even call you my son...?

Sivir's voice is barely audible in the ringing of your ears, the familiar pearl she holds around her hands now appeared to be cracking. You know that she wants to sacrifice herself to save you, but doing so would potentially mean the bane of her existence hiding in the bottom of the sea. You attempt to scream at her to stop, but the strain on your body makes it so you're only able to get a glimpse on her thorny face.

Then let me compensate you in your efforts, one last time. You have convinced me that I have made a mistake, let me act as your one true mother and use my energy to demonstrate the origins of your powers, just this one time.

Her visage fades into a bubbly, watery red before disappearing completely, holding your body and soul in place with the same Od Transfer you've done so many times before.

The owner of those techniques, however, relied on her trusty magical artifact to do any magic of her own, and with one louder, final crack, her powers are gone from your range, lost into an unknown condition, much like the caster herself.

With her partially taking the blow for you, the warded refugee camp is free to live another day as the last ounce of the five God Hand members disappear into the light.
The dawn of a new day is here, with great confusion, mental, physical and emotional pain giving you a good morning greeting.
You are alive, but what happened to Sivir? You have saved the others, but was it enough to stop the Incarnation? The sacrificed egg apostle is not here, but neither is Guts or Casca...

"Dude! You killed the shit out of those monsters!" Isidro taps you on the back as you cough the blood out of your lungs, still feeling like you've gotten a severe physical condition from today's affairs.

"Whoops, sorry- Whoa!" You instinctively grab Isidro's hand and attempt to take his energy, seeing if you have any chance of healing your wounds, but while the kid grows tired from the transfusion, that shortness of breath and storage of blood on the bottom of your lungs made it look like your body somehow unlearned the ability to heal itself, either being severly less effective, or because you suffered damage that was not from your body.

Or maybe both, your scrotum stil feels like a raisin from the time Farnese made you infertile with her stomps.

>Check on Farnese w/ Azan.
>Count the survivors with Isidro.
>Attempt to contact Sivir.
>Look for Guts and Casca.
>Search for evil spirits.
>Look for Serpico in the tower ruins.
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>>5224878
>>Check on Farnese w/ Azan.
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>>5224878
>made you infertile
No
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>>5224878
>Rest. Dream. If any have earned just a wink of respite, it is you...
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>>5224878
>Attempt to contact Sivir.
>Check on Farnese w/ Azan.
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>>5224878
>Count the survivors with Isidro.
Alas, Sivir... Let's not abandon the reason for our sacrifice.
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>>5224908
I'm >>5224608 by the way
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>>5224813
I mean, I guess you can give her an extended succ, but she has to be awake for it. Even if she has potential to be a good magician, that doesn't mean she will respond when being telepathically asked questions in an unconscious state
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>>5224895
+1
>>5224912
Why does she have to be awake for it?
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>>5224924
cuz he sed so
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>>5224924
As far as Vlad knows absorption only works when it's consensual. You can try it when somebody doesn't want to give you energy, but you might not want to test that out on the playerbase's cutie pie
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>>5224932
Does it have to be consensual because those are the rules of the magic or because the od can't be moved when the target resists?
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>>5224878
>Look for Guts and Casca.
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>>5224886
>>5224891
>>5224895
>>5224899
>>5224908
"Mother..." You know better than to use more of your Od after you've nearly shattered the gate of your soul, but it wasn't hard to telepathically talk to her before, why isn't she responding? Sivir has to be alive! It can't be that you saved your friends here while losing someone else who you had no control over, from far away lands...

"Mom? I didn't know your Mom was here..." The dizzied Isidro clears his head, seeing the sadness in your expression and wanting to be a little more serious. " No one died while you were doing those light shows, so she must be over there with the crew.

"She's not here... She's nowhere to be found..." Your face is filled with apathy, attempting to tune yourself out of your own emotions.
"Oh... Gee, I'm really not good with those things..." Isidro scratches his head, not really knowing what to do.

'Keep head up! Vlad won, and so did Gunpowder! Saved woman just like Vlad asked.' Gunpowder leads all the survivors to their savior, all of them appear to be tearfully thanking you for all that you've done, from the prostitutes, to the nobodies, to the Holy Iron Knights.

"Can we really apprehend him? Mozgus doesn't seem to be here, and after seeing what he did for our sake, I can't really call him our enemy. If the Holy Lady vouched for her safety with him, there is no reason for me to doubt a man who I already considered great." Azan takes his helm off and smiles earnestly.

"Thank you for saving us, Vlad! From the bottom of my heart, now I know that I am here to live!" Nina cries as Luca shushes her with a few taps on the back.
"My girls are probably taking care of your friend a few hours back. Do you have a place to stay? Wherever you live, it's gotta be a safe spot to be in." Luca also thanks you in her own way.

The praise feels good and earned, but the sadness is still seeping... You don't know wether to laugh or cry, so you attempt neither, not wanting to make a fool out of yourself.

"I... Need time..." You lay your head down, more worried about your one loss than your countless victories.
"That's a reasonable thing to ask, Vlad. I'll be looking for any survivors while you rest. Don't think anyone outside the circle lived, but you never know, y'know ?" Isidro does his part, remembering that Serpico could be alive at the tower.

That leaves you with the surviving group, and while you would love to have any words of encouragement, you have nothing to really tell them, you are out of energy to do just about anything but think of your next few actions.

Peace has arrived, even if momentarily. It feels like an eternity since you've felt at ease, so make the most of it.

>Do like Farnese and take a nap with her.
>Invite the refugees to Ilos.
>Ask to be put on your horse, Gunpowder decides where you go.
>Tell them to leave you alone.
>Tell Azan to search with Isidro.
>Write-in.
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>>5224969
>Do like Farnese and take a nap with her.
>"Isidro if guts comes by and I'm still asleep, tell him thank you for me."
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>>5224969
>Do like Farnese and take a nap with her.
If hawkman respawns despite all of this, I'm going to be pissed.
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>>5224969
>Do like Farnese and take a nap with her.
So be it.
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>>5224969
>>Do like Farnese and take a nap with her.
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>>5224969
>Do like Farnese and take a nap with her.
We have pulled enough spiritual and physical muscles for a week, lets rest. Maybe ask Isidro to check on guts
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>>5224977
>support
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>>5224977
+1
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>>5224969
>Do like Farnese and take a nap with her.
>"Isidro if guts comes by and I'm still asleep, tell him thank you for me."
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>>5224977
+1
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>>5224969
>Do like Farnese and take a nap with her.
>"Isidro if guts comes by and I'm still asleep, tell him thank you for me."
What a battle. We will need to see if our mother is well in the future.
I would like to test if we can call with our runes the power of great bodies like sun and moon, and so on. Next time.

>Invite the refugees to Ilos.
We have enough energy for say this. Ilos is a safe haven at the moment, they should know.
Personally I would thank them all. Hyde, Serpico, Azan ecc... they all did a good job. It would be best if we all sleep in the perimeter of the runes (and we should probably apply some runes in Ilos too later when we get back)
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Returning to Ilos, should be good.
After recovering we can do a lot of stuff, and if knights and Guts remain more can be done.
Beyond learning more magic and improving what we know, alongside training together and getting new equipment.
Like : Inscribing runes on armors and weapons, see if our (and Barnham) soldiers can beat up the knights in to shape and so on. We could probably extend Guts an offer to join our duo and make it a triumvirate, we are more fit to lead a military state than a medieval kingdom with our backgrounds. Guts would probably fit in it, more for his experience of war, combat and command.
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What else.
Isidoro and Benny can probably learn something even combat or the basics of it.
And Barnham had a Kushan sorcerer in his ranks. We could learn and study magic with his (her ?) help, better than doing it alone. See if our two school of magics can benefit eachother.
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>>5224977
+1
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>>5224977
"Isidro, If Guts comes by and I'm still asleep, tell him 'thank you' for me."

"Sure, don't let Guts hear this one, but I've never seen him do anything as cool as what you just did, Vlad! Maybe if I wasn't already after the guy, I would have gone with you!" Isidro flashes a thumbs up, grabbing a bag and a sword from one of the fallen knights. "Time to do like him and take my leave with style, you know how he is! Give him a head up start and you'll never find him again! So yeah, Cya!"

Turning your head over to Luca, you tell her that you indeed have a place to stay. Ilos could very well serve as a safespot for the homeless people who lived in Albion, as well as for the knights who have nowhere to return.
"Are you sure about this one?"
"I don't know, I told my mom I would be back home in a few days..."
"Maybe we should wait for Farnese to give the final say." Azan raises an eyebrow, not being sure himself about the best course of action.

"That's fair, we still have plenty to do here." You barely have enough in you to crawl over to Farnese's side, telling everyone that they're free to do as they wish, you lay over close to where she was before falling with your arms over your body, watching over her while Serpico isn't here to vouch for her safety...

...What's that thing she's holding under her body?
Oh, she's still clutching your shortsword. Even if she fainted, she never let go of her weapon. Well, your weapon, but still. She doesn't seem to be a fighter at heart either, but her potential seems to be showing it's more daring side...

What was supposed to be a fast nap turned into 5 hours. By this time, you notice that you have been moved inside a lodged cave under the mountains, your body and soul are still feeling the strain from yesterday's struggle and complaining at your every movement, and the first time you went out to take a piss, there was a lot more blood present than urine... That can't be good.

"There you are, partner!" Hyde waves with his good arm, his other one being bandaged due to a broken bone. "Crazy night we lived through, right? If it wasn't for that little pipsqueak the Swordsman has, I wouldn't even be standing here."
"Hey! Are you forgetting about us? We were treating your wounds for the entire night!" The trio of prostitutes from Luca's ring chastised the hunter while he chanted with his eyes closed to resist temptation.
"I am loyal and faithful to my wife, I am loyal and faithful to my wife, I am loyal and faithful to my wife..."

"Good to see you, Hyde! Did Puck already leave with Guts?"
"Yeah, guy filled me in about what you did along with that kid of his, they were in a bit of a hurry, so only heard bits and pieces, tried asking everyone round here, but they don't have enough dots to form an image of what happened. Wish I was present to see it, but I had to protect the kids."
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>>5225241
>Still believe in God after all that's happened?
>Did anyone find more survivors?
>Did Guts say where he ran off to?
>Any signs of suspicious activities?
>Where is Farnese? I need to have a word with her.
>Why are we in a cave?
>Write-in.
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>>5225241
>Why are we in a cave?
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>>5225243
>Still believe in God after all that's happened?
>Did anyone find more survivors?
>Did Guts say where he ran off to?
>Any signs of suspicious activities?
>Where is Farnese? I need to have a word with her.
>Why are we in a cave?
Would it be okay to just ask all of these? They all seem very relevant and could contain crucial information.
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>>5225243
>>Did anyone find more survivors?
>>Did Guts say where he ran off to?
>>Any signs of suspicious activities?
>>Where is Farnese? I need to have a word with her.
>>Why are we in a cave?
All are good questions and there's little reason to debate theology now.
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>>5225284
>Support
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>>5225284
+1
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>>5225243
supporting this>>5225284
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>>5225284
+1
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>>5225284
Support.

Also, I hope Guts and Casca are okay. I assume that since we're not seeing Griffith fucking around shortly after the incarnation, the Egg failed in eating the Moonlit Child but unless it died when the structure collapsed, I don't think we're out of the woods yet.
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>>5225268
>>5225284
"Glad your Harpy is alright, but how's it been outside so far? Anyone found more survivors?"

"Nope, seems like everyone actually died for real here. Either they got wiped off the face of the earth, or their bodies got buried under the rubble. Said someone could still be out there in the tower, so they're searching for it anyway, no results so far."

"Is that why we're in this cave? Seems like it's secluded from the bloodbath outside, the people need some downtime after all that happened."

"That's reason number two. Number one was the horny goat demon outside."
"The...What?"
"You heard me, if not even that one eyed crazy-ass had the balls to fight him, safe to say none of the other folks should even be there." Being a flying type like Hyde, he must know when the skies aren't in the clear...
"Good call, anything suspicious happened while you were there?"

"Quite a bunch, you remember the Kushans we found on the way here? Seems like a handful of them escaped and tried having a word with Guts. They knew not to fight him directly, now that there was a giant demon there and all, so they retreated while the goat giant took a guy out on his back and flew off."

"... A guy on his back?! How did he look like?" You expected it to be someone you know, and Hyde was quick to prove you right.
"Dude was naked for some odd reason, but he had white hair and seemed to be familiar with the demon. Girly girl body type, if he wasn't naked I don't think I'd be calling him a he."

Femto reincarnated into Griffith once more. All of those sacrificed souls managed to create life out of nothing, and place him into a body that's not even his... Damn it!
"Where did Guts ran off to?"
"Right after the pretty boy. Only came back because he forgot his elf partner. Should have seen the look on his face."

"At least he's starting to think more about other people... Anything else?"
"Yeah, Found another naked guy sitting down on the pile of rubble where they said the portal was. Well, was even less of a guy than the last one. Damn thing had no face, no eyes, no mouth, nothing! Just a blanket mannequin."

"How bizarre, and what was it doing there?"
"Nothing, at least that was, until one of the knights approached em. Suddenly the thing jumped into a guy's head. Started getting all these weird tattoos on it's body, along with some round horns that almost went back to it's head to perforate it. It's face was shifting along with it's body, to a girl, then to a guy, then to a girl again, and then it just ran off!"

"And the man who got attacked?"
"Didn't remember a thing, like his memory got wiped. Any idea who that might be?"
"No dice..." It might be related to the spell on your cloak, but that's as far as your clues go. You had to be there to really get anything from this description.
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>>5225384
FUCK
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>>5225402
CAUSALITY BITCH
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This femboy is pissing me off.
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>>5225447
FUCK YOU GRIFFITH
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>>5225384
I want that twink obliterated
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>>5225384
"No good news to give, huh?"
"I would tell you if I had one, partner. But I wouldn't know if the See girl waking up counts as much."
"I can settle for that, at least. Where is she?"

Hyde signals over to the girl staring at the brightest side of the cave, yet still standing in the shadows, afraid to commit to either side.

"Can you help me get there? I need to have a word with her." You ask for the hunter to help you out, but he has other ideas in mind.

"Kinda busy right now, partner, since I'm the only one here who knows how to salvage the good parts of the woodwork, I gave a few people some instructions and look out for carriages. Not like you're going to find your old one out there.

He has a point, your money, your armor, and your moving shack were lost in this journey, if you plan on leading the people back to Ilos, you'll need resources that you don't have and cannot afford.

"Good luck then, I'll just throw myself on the way to Farnese."
"Don't worry about it, I know somebody who can take you for a ride." Hyde whistles for a harpy to grab you by the shoulders and take you to the blonde girl.

Farnese notices your presence looking over her shoulder, briefly closes her eyes and returns to her previous position.
"Serpico... If we don't find his body in the ruins... I already know who to blame..." she presses her hands against her chest. If you feel like you failed your goals, then she must be feeling like a double failure, not only from what already happened before you saved her, but from barely saving anyone but herself in the midst of the apocalypse, now considering that the only loyal servant she possibly has after this is missing, possibly dead.

You reach your hand out to her shoulder, but she sidesteps and avoids your touch. Whatever words of encouragement you could give her would probably look like two dogs licking eachother's wounds in her eyes.

"Shouldn't you be looking for him too?"
"They already know what to do without me... I don't care about the See, the events that transpired yesterday make me wonder if I ever did... Provided he really is gone, I'm not sure what will come to mind if I see his face..."
At least you're on similar, disillusioned wavelengths...

>Don't blame yourself, it was out of your hands.
>You don't know if he's dead yet.
>So you want to abandon your position?
>Everyone lost something today, that's no excuse to mope on your own.
>We still need to evacuate the poor. I need your help sending them to my place.
>About you and I...
>Write-in.
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>>5225552
>>Don't blame yourself, it was out of your hands.
>>You don't know if he's dead yet.
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>>5225552
>Don't blame yourself, it was out of your hands.
>You don't know if he's dead yet.
>We still need to evacuate the poor. I need your help sending them to my place.
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>>5225552
>Don't blame yourself, it was out of your hands.
>We still need to evacuate the poor. I need your help sending them to my place.
>You don't know if he's dead yet.
"You did everything you could back then, and now it's time to do the same now, for those who survived. Besides, you don't know if Sepico doesn't number among them."
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>>5225574
+1
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>>5225574
+1
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>>5225574
+1
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>>5225552
>Don't blame yourself, it was out of your hands.
>You don't know if he's dead yet.
>We still need to evacuate the poor. I need your help sending them to my place.

"You know already. Pain, sadness and sorrow."
"Before thinking he is no more though, put some trust on him and your men. He is a capable fighter, and an intelligent knight. I believe he managed to survive, and that we will found him. This said I need your help with the poor, some work can distract the mind and this people have no one that can aid them beside us."
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>>5225574
"Don't blame yourself, it was out of your hands. Besides, you don't know if he's dead yet."

"You don't understand... That tower. My faith. Father Mozgus... I led all of them here because of what I stood for. And all of it collapsed under the weight of my fake beliefs..." Farnese finally admits that she was in the wrong for following God and torturing people on his name, yet she still feels responsible for the ceremony's casualties.

"I understand how you feel, but... I still need your help. The survivors need a place to stay, and I know a spot where they can live in. Unfortunately, I have no money left, so I thought-"

"I can't help them when I'm the one who sent them to their deaths!" She raises her voice. "I am no leader... I'm just a coward. A selfish, disgraceful monster who deserves everything that came my way! Just like the torture chamber I was in, if I am meant to be anything else, I need to destroy everything inside, only then, will I ever consider forgiving myself for losing him..."

"Again, you should be happy that your eyes were opened late than never being opened... You are still rooted in a lot of mistakes from your past life, like easily giving up when a higher power is not there to guide you. For starters, you could trust your men a lot more than how you do now. They might not all like you, but Serpico was with you from day one. A capable fighter and an intelligent knight that even gives me trouble in fights. Unless his body is right here, we shouldn't be getting ready for his funeral yet. Correct?"

"..." Farnese falls silent once more, deep down wanting to believe that Serpico is safe, but her overwhelming fear makes her weary of even stepping outside without any protection.
"You still have my sword with you, don't you?"
"...Yes."
"Then you know how to use it in a fight against another, but the sword is not something you can use to fight against yourself, the only weapon you have for that, is right here." You poke her forehead with two fingers, it seems she really is relying on you for everything in terms of moral dilemmas now that she has no prophet to rely on...

...Wait a minute...
"You're not going to need me to be at your beck and call at all times, will you? I wouldn't mind the company, but I also have places to be."
"You can keep the leadership to yourself." She hands you back your sword, denouncing her title of commander. "Too much has happened here. Too many of my errors have been exposed... Not just to myself, but to someone I once wished death upon... Now I also know I'm an accomplice of Vritannis and my family's reign of terror, and I don't want to be associated with them ever again."

After a brief moment of staring into her eyes, you take your sword back as she finally tells you her decision:
"I will accompany you and the commanders to wherever you lead them to, but only if we find Serpico...You can do that on your own. You have shown me that you don't need someone like me getting in your way again."
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>>5225658
"And what if we don't?"
"I will keep that outcome to myself... My money and my belongings will still be yours, so you will escort them safely regardless..."

Your mind comes back to the time she proposed to run away with Serpico from her arranged marriage. Things have changed in context, but in context only. She regressed once more into wanting someone to save her, and if no one does, she will accept that she's beyond redemption.
'Forget about me, Vlad. Forget about me, and maybe I will forget about you too...' She pleads inside her head.

>Deal. Let's look for Serpico now.
>Don't do anything you might regret.
>You won't be getting rid of me that easily.
>You've made the right choice. I promise to keep you safe until we reach Ilos.
>Write-in.
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>>5225667
>You won't be getting rid of me that easily.
>You've made the right choice. I promise to keep you safe until we reach Ilos.
There's no way we can abandon Farnese now
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>>5225667
>You won't be getting rid of me that easily.
>You've made the right choice. I promise to keep you safe until we reach Ilos.
>"Besides it'll be hard to forget someone who crushed my balls if I'm honest."
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>>5225667
>You won't be getting rid of me that easily.
>You've made the right choice. I promise to keep you safe until we reach Ilos.
>Write-in.
Telepathically tell her: "I neither could, nor want that, and I belive it's the same for you too Farnese." Also hug the girl.
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>>5225678
+1
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>>5225678
+1
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>>5225678
"You won't get rid of me so easily, Farnese. I'm already in too deep to reconsider my decisions. Besides it'll be hard to forget someone who crushed my balls if I'm honest." You chuckle, wanting to take the heavy air out of the talk.

"O-Oh! Right... How are you holding up after all of this?" She was so absorbed in her own condition that she forgot to think about yours.
"Do I look ok? Every step I take is like going back to that scene for a split second..." You wince in a way that makes her feel sorry for you. Hopefully you'll be able to rest easy when Hyde gets that caravan convoy going...

It's funny, you remember after looking inside her mind that she had a habit of burning the animals that bit her back, but now that she wants nothing to do with the fire of salvation, she would rather let an ally be set free from than carry the burden of staying at her side.

Forget you and leave your side? I neither could, nor would want that, Farnese. I belive it's the same for you too, isn't it?

She jumps in place, forgetting that you were able to read her thoughts with a startled 'Stop doing that...' face.
"Sorry... Fact is, you've made the right choice. I promise to keep you safe until we reach Ilos. If no one else is there to guide you, feel free to follow along. You have my word." You would be kneeling like the gentleman you were all those years ago, but your knees aren't really budging for anything other than staying up or falling.

Instead, you raise your arms to give her a hug, to which she looks downwards and freezes.
"And you... you have my trust." She says, without moving a muscle.
...Ouch, that kinda stings. It's understandable, you did attempt to rape her back in the chamber, and even though she could see that it was not you, the image painted on her mind is different from yours. What is it with you and hugs...?
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>>5225729
Respecting her decision not to be touchy-feely, you turn around to go back and rest some more, before she ran over to your back and embraced you from behind. As soon as her arms locked onto your chest, it was like they were firmly glued together, her grip almost made you lose balance and send you both towards the rocky floor. Give a guy a heads-up next time...

"Don't leave... Please, don't leave..." She weeps on your back as your shirt grows increasibly wet from her tears. Her indecision made it look like she was playing tug and pull, but knowing her, she probably only did this so you wouldn't see her crying again.

"Take your time reforming. I'll be there for you when you're at your best." You stay with her until she calms down, letting the men go to work searching for Serpico as you sit to her side, leaning both on her and on the cave wall.

After such a long time being against each other, it's hard to believe that this is your first time being free to actually get to know Farnese. She surely doesn't know much about you, so it could be good for both sides to talk some more. There's a lot to go through though... What would be a good starting subject?

>Your family.
>Her upbringing.
>Life With The See.
>Your current objectives.
>Magic.
>Something else.
>Enjoy the silence with her.
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>>5225735
>Your family.
Let's not go into the See or Magic just yet. Not right after the God Hand and the incarnation ceremony
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>>5225735
>>Enjoy the silence with her.
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>>5225735
>Your family.
Soon to be OUR family.
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>>5225735
>Your family.
We ranted about this during the torture interrogation, but we can lay it out clearer now that we're not under lots of stress and pressure

>>5225746
This
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>>5225735
>>Your family.
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>>5225735
>Your family.
Nice and not existentially terrifying.
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>>5225743
>>5225744
>>5225746
>>5225747
>>5225749
>>5225743
>>5225744
>>5225746
>>5225747
>>5225749
"Family is a tricky thing, isn't it? There is always something that keeps you from living with them without any problems."

"I agree. I spent my life trying to be noticed by my father, and when I finally grew into a respectable position, it was like he used it as an excuse not to talk to me again." Farnese remembers how her dad treated her.

"You weren't an only child, were you? Wouldn't it be easier to connect with your simblings?"
"Not exactly... I was the only girl in the house, and my three other siblings were already way older than me, and just as busy as Father... Giorgio aimed to be the next head of the Vandimion family, being the joint owner of our family Bank. Poliziano is also affiliated with the Holy See, so it was easy to get connections with the chain knights thanks to him. I believe he's the leading candidate for the next Pontiff?"

"Seems like you really had your life forced onto you with how prepared they were to have a kid."
"When your fortune is so big, having childrens is just an easy way to train staff for future positions without directly paying them, at least that's how I felt... I'm not good with economics, and only men can be pontiffs, so it was a no-brainer for Father to put me here since I couldn't marry anyone he wanted..."

"If it makes you feel any better, I'm not really good with money either. Only reason I'm not dirt poor is because my father stashed all my fortune in a hidden part of the estate."

"Is that even allowed? What about taxation?"
"Don't know much about taxes, but I do remember my dad complaning under his breath about the taxes stealing him out of his money when they were raised."
"But he could have invested in it, couldn't he?"
"The richer he'd get, the higher the interest would be. Now I'm starting to get why he didn't bother climbing up the ranks..." Either your father was stingy, or he already had all the money he wanted and then some. And given how you haven't worried about money one time in this journey, it was probably the latter.

"Anyway, what about your third brother?" You place the conversation back on rails.
"Oh, Magnifico? There's not much to mention about him..."
"Didn't spend time with him?"
"Oh no, it's just that he's... not really a remarkable presence."

Not a single magnificent thing about him then, got it.
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>>5225815
Kid won the ironic name award.
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>>5225815
"And what of your mother?"
"Oh, She was the one I saw the least... Always partying and balling in several different noble hotspots. I only know she's my real mother because she has the exact same face I do."

"I wouldn't really trust facial features if I were you, I thought I was a good mix of my dad and my mom, but boy, did things get complicated after that. I'm still not used to having two mothers..."

"Two mothers!? But how were you born then? Women can't get pregnant on their own, unless..." Before she could call one of your mothers a transvestite, you decide to give her a quick rundown on the complicated conditions surrounding your birth...

"...You're... part plant?"
"Must everyone get hung up on that? You don't see any green in my body, do you? I'm mostly human, just have a few plant related abilities."
"It's not something you hear every day now, is it?" Farnese pouts. "That does explain your ability to grow trees though..."
"They come out of my mouth at least once per day, always store them in my tooth hole in case I can spit one out while talking, guess I should thank Mozgus for taking out my wisdom teeth..."

"That's quite the loaded family tree for someone with no siblings... Are you on good terms with them?"
"Hm, good question..."

>I have more of a connection with my biological family. It's something I can't run away from.
>My adoptive parents raised me well. Once a Santana, always a Santana.
>I had to kill Hedwyn. I'd do it again if I had to, that bastard...
>Sivir was very mysterious, but I would like to meet her, if she's still alive...
>Jacopo died in his bedroom, I have yet to visit my estate after I was arrested...
>Michelle was very religious, I imagine you would get along with her.
>Write-in.
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>>5225836

>I have more of a connection with my biological family. It's something I can't run away from.
>I had to kill Hedwyn. I'd do it again if I had to, that bastard...
>Sivir was very mysterious, but I would like to meet her, if she's still alive...
>Jacopo died in his bedroom, I have yet to visit my estate after I was arrested...
>Michelle was very religious, I imagine you would get along with her.

All of these are good
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>>5225845
Support
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>>5225845
"I have more of a connection with my biological family. It's something I can't run away from, as much as I love my adoptive parents."
"Love... So they're still alive?"
"My mother Michelle is, she was very religious before we lost the house, but she seemed to shift into atheism after we lost the house. I was happy to meet her in Ilos, trying to raise crops for the poor. I imagine you would get along with her, she usually kept to herself, but that only let her have more hidden depths to her."

"I would very much appreciate that, but... I'm not sure if she would like me considering how I treated you in the past... What about her husband?"
"Jacopo is not with us anymore, he's the one who died after being bedridden by the plague, before that, peasants grew angry at them and accused them of housing a demonic son to the point of invading the house... I still haven't been to my estate after being arrested by the king..."

Farnese places a head on her forehead, feeling partially responsible from reinforcing that culture on Midland as a member of the Vandimion family.
"Can't say my biological family is any happier either, I had to kill my dad Hedwyn. I'd do it again if I had to, that bastard... He's the one that cursed the swamp of the silver eyed into a demonic pile of flesh creatures that threatened to curse the entire land. I wish he was the one that lost his soul to the abyss, instead of my master Merlina."
"You seem to be so motivated by her passing... What did you think of her?"

"She was an incredibly gifted, but miserable sorcerer who suffered in my place, wasting a potentially amazing life impeding people she hated from dying a death better than hers... Despite being filled with hatred in her heart, she never deviated from her goals, living 3 years with her motivated me into following her steps, albeit in a less destructive fashion."
"Wonderful... I'm sure your... plant mother will be proud of you when you meet her!" Farnese cheers you for your good morals.

"The when is starting to become an if... She protected me from a life-threatening attack last night with her magic, and I'm not sure if she lived through it, especially given how she was hiding from enemies chasing her before that..." You reveal to Farnese as she processes your life story.

"I don't understand... So many horrible things happened to you, and so many people took advantage of your circumstances, how come you have no hatred in your heart?"
"What do you mean?"
"Take me for instance... I thought of ordering your parents to die when you were gone, I can still see your scars from when I tortured you, you are coughing blood from yesterday's events. Where is your resentment, your hatred? I have held a grudge over you for far less..."

>I'm not sure, emotions don't make much sense to me either.
>I deal with emotions in a case by case basis.
>I do hate evil, but not all evildoers.
>Honestly? I give you a pass because I find you adorable.
>You thought of what?
>Write-in.
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>>5225893
>I'm not sure, emotions don't make much sense to me either.
>I do hate evil, but not all evildoers. Some people commit evil acts be cause they have no choice. Hate the sin, not the sinner, and all that.
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>>5225893
>I do hate evil, but not all evildoers. Some people commit evil acts be cause they have no choice. Hate the sin, not the sinner, and all that.

we were able to change Barnham ideals so this one makes more sense.
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Kinda unfair to hate stupid people. Not like they realize they're wrong and bad.
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>>5225893
>I do hate evil, but not all evildoers.
>Please, do trust me when I say that I hate. From the bottom of my heart, there is nothing more I would like to see than to see every member of the God Hand meet the most terrible and cruel of fates imaginable. Conrad, especially. Their crimes can never be forgiven, and I'll send them into the deepest pits of hell with my own two hands if I have to.
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>>5225893
>I do hate evil, but not all evildoers. Some people commit evil acts be cause they have no choice. Hate the sin, not the sinner, and all that.

>>5225906
Consider, Barnham is far more based than most evildoers.
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>>5225893
>>I do hate evil, but not all evildoers. Some people commit evil acts be cause they have no choice. Hate the sin, not the sinner, and all that.
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>>5225893
>I do hate evil, but not all evildoers. Some people commit evil acts be cause they have no choice. Hate the sin, not the sinner, and all that.
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>>5225893
>I'm not sure, emotions don't make much sense to me either.
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>>5225906
>>5225972
+1, especially bring up Barnham
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>>5225893
>I do hate evil, but not all evildoers. Some people commit evil acts be cause they have no choice. Hate the sin, not the sinner, and all that.
>"There's this guy, Barnham. He's the one who have me this scar in my eye that undoubtly makes me look handsome. We beat each others ass, and thanks because I stood up from the ground before he did, he turn from an enemy to an ally..."
>"And still, there's a bastard that i'm going to make sure that he shrieks in pain and fear when I go for him... Conrad"
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>>5225906
"I do hate evil, but not all evildoers. Some people commit evil acts because they have no choice. Hate the sin, not the sinner, and all that."

"For someone not following God, you sound a lot more in conjunction with his teachings than I was."

"I wouldn't exactly call me a prophet, Farnese. Believe me when I say that I hate. From the bottom of my heart, there is nothing more I would like to see than to see every member of the God Hand meet the most terrible and cruel of fates imaginable. Their crimes can never be forgiven, and I'll send them into the deepest pits of hell with my own two hands if I have to. Saying that I am perfect or incapable of error is as patronizing as calling me useless."

You admit that you have already wronged plenty, and if you were all encompassing in your power, yesterday would have gone very differently. You don't want to set Farnese up to disappointment if you get treated as her new pedestal.

"But how are you going to do that?"
Good question, how will you defeat Conrad, Femto and the others when they consider you as small as vermin? Even if you marched into their dimension with Guts and The Skull Knight, you'd be lucky to even take one of them down as you stand.
"...I don't have the answer to that, but it will happen eventually. I know I haven't reached the peak of my strength yet, and until I fight them at my strongest, I won't throw in the towel."

"How strong have you gotten since you began training?"
You give Farnese another rundown of your greatest hits: Sparring with Golems on your spare time, climbing the wall of corpses, but surely, the closest you've gotten to death in a one on one fight was with the commander of Ilos, Barnham. If he wasn't so eager to fight you to the point of healing you mid fight, you doubt you would even be here today.

"Unbelievable! And that's the place you want us to go?"
"Relax, Barnham respects anyone who offers him a good fight, that patronage extends to anyone in my close proximity."
"To think you would ally yourself with those monsters..."
"I am a lot more driven by conveniences than what you might think, even if Guts was guilty of his accusations, I might have fought along with him anyway if it meant an added chance against the God Hand."

"And where is Barnham now?"
"Went to the capital to kill the King. Didn't bother stopping him, it would only get in the way of my mission."
Farnese goes pale after realising she might have actually had a solid reason to arrest you if she knew about that instead of going after you for witchcraft... Her loss.

"Commander, commander!" A knight approaches as Farnese frowns.
"I am not your commander."
"S-Sorry, anyway. I have recieved news from the capital. King Wyndham was murdered by the monster inside the castle!"
It doesn't take a genius for both of you to see that Barnham succeeded in his mission.
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>>5226367
>Who told you that?
>What of Princess Charlotte?
>Is the monster still alive?
>If the land wasn't throwin into chaos before...
>Nothing has changed, the king was useless anyway.
>Write-in.
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>>5226367
>It doesn't take a genius for both of you to see that Barnham succeeded in his mission.
H Y P E

Here's to hoping he isn't annihilated and dragged into hell by Griffith and co.
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>>5226367
>>5226370
>Who told you that?
>What of Princess Charlotte?
>Is the monster still alive?
All of this is pretty vital info, in my opinion.
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>>5226370
>Who told you that?
>What of Princess Charlotte?
>Is the monster still alive?
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>>5226370
>Who told you that?
>What of Princess Charlotte?
>Is the monster still alive?
>WRITE IN: ...Which monster? That could be a random Kushan one for all we know!
I wanna make sure its Barnham instead of something like Zodd or another apostle
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>>5226396
>support
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>>5226396
+1
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>>5226396
+1
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>>5226373
>>5226378
>>5226396
"Who told you about that?" You take center stage in the conversation, wanting to know more about the bear apostle, if that really was him.

"That man with the harpy was gathering information around nearby lodgings. One of the birds came flying down to him with a letter from his wife. Saying that she stopped at a village to rest and found out that this happened around a week ago."

A week ago? You were still traveling with Farnese by then. Seems like this is old news that wouldn't be spreading around places where political figures aren't there to benefit and govern knowing said information.

"Is the monster still alive? How did he look like? It could be a random Kushan commanding a Pishacha for all we know!" You ask him if his source is aware of the monster's appearance.

"He was last seen running with a few troops outside the castle, all soldiers who tried to stop them were also killed with ease. He appeared to resemble a four legged bear!"

No doubt about it then, unless Zodd can be in two places at once while also being a shapeshifter, that was definitely Barnham's doing.

"The apostles are so strong that they can just ignore all and any human forces...?" Farnese can't believe the news, incredulous that their power and dominance over the physical realm knows no boundaries.

"What of Princess Charlotte? Did he kill the successor to the kingdom as well?"
"This is the part all are struggling to understand. After barging through all the doors looking for the princess, he roared loud enough that everyone outside the outer wallls could hear, only to run all the way back to the front gates and flee."

"Flee? For what reason would he do that? If he killed the king, surely he would go after the princess."
"That's what everyone thought, but something must have prevented him from acting on his wishes."

If Femto is still fixated on his dream of having a kingdom all for himself, it's possible he intervened in some form or another so he could still marry Charlotte and become the new king. If Griffith flew away right after being born, there is only one direction he could be headed to...

"Piece of shit..." You curse at Griffith for being able to wrap an empowered Barnham without so much as appearing to his side, but seeing what the other members could do to you, that's child's play in comparison to taking care of an apostle of his creation.

"In other news, we also have the results for the group who was looking for Serpico and Jerome..."
Farnese's doesn't know wether to pay attention, or cover her ears.

>Let her hear the news.
>Speak to the soldier in private.
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>>5226440
>>Let her hear the news.
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>>5226440
>>Let her hear the news.
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>>5226440
>Let her hear the news.
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>>5226440
Can't believe Barnham got sent running and Femto didn't even appear.

>Let her hear the news.
Better late than never.
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>>5226440
>Let her hear the news.
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>>5226448
>>5226459
>>5226474
>>5226482
"...Let's hear it then." You tell the soldier to lay it straight.
"...Serpico was found alive along with a single commoner he was trying to save along with Jerome, but Jerome... He got crushed under the pile of rocks, and neither of them managed to save him before we found him."

Not once, not even one time you can recieve good news without something else to weigh down on you, not even the selfish Farnese can bother to feel happy about this.

"What is the difference between killing one man to killing several of them... It's only one more added to my pile of irresponsibility."

"Cheer up, will you? You were worried about Serpico, and even if we lost another soldier, we can still send the remainder of the pagans to Ilos." You attempt to make her focus on the positives, despite lamenting just as much for another loss.
"I know what I said! I am going, but this is the last straw! There is something I need to burn, one last time." Farnese stands up and goes after the nearest fireplace to start some blazes. Given her experience with fire, it doesn't take too much time for her to find her armor set and start chucking it piece by piece towards the bonfire.

Attempts at standing up straight only make you cough more blood, so you let her have her moment as she takes her frustrations out on the empty sigils she once valued as holy. All the while Serpico casually limps towards the cave with the help of a few knights.

"Huh, would you look at that... Still got it!" He brandishes his sword, still intact despite his track record before noticing Farnese having a breakdown near the fire.
"Ahem!" He clears his throat, reminding his master to recompose herself as she stomps his feet towards him with a frown at her face.

"Tell Azan that we're not coming back to the Holy City!"
"W-What?" Serpico tilts his head, missing wout on what led her to that decision. "I thought somebody had to give a report back to the See..."
"And what will we tell them? That everyone in St. Albion got eaten and devoured by monsters? They will consider us all to be heretics, no matter how many of us are to tell our testimonies!"
"So you're renouncing? Alright..." Serpico shrugs, not really feeling one way or the other towards it, even while confused. "Guess I'll go... tell him to report to your father on his own? Seriously, what did I miss...?"

Not even one minute out of a life threatening situation, and he's already being given orders, must suck to be a pushover...
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>>5226536
"I thought you would be happy after seeing him." You call Farnese out on her bipolar outburst, as several other knights chat between themselves whether to go with Vice-Commander Azan, or to just go straight back home.

"Serpico understands me, I've done worse things for him to bear grudges." Her eyes spark as she watches the fire grow, but this time, the guilt overcomes whatever pleasure she previously had in torturing her victims.

"The Farnese from the past would rather die to ever consider herself as a heretic. I would like to wish death upon her, but I know that I am still the same person I was yesterday. Still selfish, still prideful, still wishing for an easy life... But now that I look inward ant think about myself... I am not sure if I know who that person is..." She catches her on hypocrisies, not needing you to point them out. Even knowing when she makes mistakes, she has yet to say that she's sorry for good reason.
"If I kill the Farnese I hate now, that would only mean taking myself with her... And I'm too selfish to die that way."

"Then use that knowledge to take over. You won't escape the fire. Especially now that winter is coming. You're growing aware that it is a trigger for your past mistakes, but it's something you'll have to treat as a normal object... Fire is everywhere, we'll be using it for warmth, cooking... even to forge our weapons."

"What even is normal? the world you live in has no sense of normalcy whatsoever..." She girts her teeth, taking out a bowl of water and considering putting the fire out before staring at her watery reflection.
"I would rather see you finding that out for yourself, rather than spoonfeeding you information."

"Quit being so cryptical..." Farnese gets angry at how slowly her change will come, the changing of seasons coming in with her new identity. As she abandonds the ashes of her past, you wonder if being her new friend and role model will make her freeze herself in the cold, or learn how to control the wavering of temperature as you huddle close in your bonfire of hardships.

Given how your body is still weak, and the journey back to Ilos will be even slower with the new influx of immigrants, you will now have to rely on her, Hyde and Serpico just as much as they did today.

Taking care of The God Hand is important, but with no further clues to guide you on, it's best to leave that thread to the swordsman who swore to snap the feathers of the Falcon Of Darkness by himself.

Though even he, should eventually learn that sticking to his own in a constantly devolving world is a mistake that could lead to further doom.
Trickling Snowflakes: Chapter End.
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>>5226560
Great chapter Becchi !
A good success over all. We have some companions, we are stronger and saved some people.
Barnham even managed to take the capital. Our time in Ilos will be important since we will need to talk with Barnham about what do with Midland.
If we can't have the power of the monarchy, we can still find another way.
A three way fight for the realm between us, kushan and hell.

>>5225125
>>5225131
>>5225136
For anyone that wants to talk about what to do in Ilos i have write some stuff here. Standard things
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>>5226560
Another good chapter, we may have lost Merlinas cape but at least we managed to stop Farnese from destroying/severely mutilating her body and sex organs, that would have been a major ouch.

Speaking of which, since Merlinas cape is gone and we were saved by our plant mom, doesn't that mean that all our plot armor is gone now? Or am I wrong?
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>>5226607
Looks like it, at least most of it. I'm real glad we got our fiery ho, not just because waifu bait but also she always felt a tad extra in Guts group, at least as far as I read the manga
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>>5226607
Which fucking SUCKS

I honestly got a feeling that we should have activated the cape on that fag of Mosguz, or even in some major fight, even when we encounter with Griffith to se what could happen, but well...

Also, know that we will go back to Ilos, I got some ideas on what to do back there with the people in it, plus the inmigrants we're bringing. Like for example trying to show Farnese how to make magic and also to some of the inmigrants. I don't know how it works, but if they're faith in the religion is the one that makes them not being capable of doing magic, maybe after what they've go through it's enough to shake their faith, and a start for them to make magic.

If that is the case, and if we get out hands in some Kushan's spells and shit, we can make a Cabal of wizards in Ilos. A small group of course, not each and everyone of them
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And that's all for this session folks! Hope you all had fun reading this iteration of the conviction arc. Thread 5 will be a lot slower paced and more similar to the last few updates we had before the end of this chapter, I was hoping I could get some more dialogue scenes between the characters, so even if we wont get into any life threatening fights on our way back, I feel like Vlad deserves some downtime and a peaceful journey until we get to Ilos. Also because I've been neglecting the more political warfare side of Berserk.

Vlad was out on a LOOOOT of the action I was interested in writing in the conviction arc, but that's what the epilogue week is for. There is so much to tackle that I might have to make it two epilogue weeks or join a few of them together, but what the hell, you've deserved some fanservice after living through the Incarnation Ceremony with the least possible casualties.

Choose whichever one of these you are the most interested in seeing, the winning votes will be chosen for me to expand on when I get to writing on friday. Also feel free to ask me anything if you feel like it.

>Mozgus vs Skull Knight.
>Guts vs The Egg of the Perfect World.
>Serpico and Jerome vs The Tidal Wave of Darkness.
>Gunpowder vs The Rape Horse.
>Barnham meeting the King Of Midland.
>Tales from The Occultist Swamp.
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>>5226783
Some time in Ilos will be nice.
Speaking of, I was considering to making a deviation to our estate but it's probably for the best to just go in Ilos. Will Barnham be there ? Unless he is too busy in the capital (if we go to the capital later we can pass in the Santana estate). We have a lot to talk, and we could use some training between us.
Thanks becchi

>Mozgus vs Skull Knight.
>Tales from The Occultist Swamp

If we do more than one week maybe even this one. Just for see the difference between the two of them on everything.
>Barnham meeting the King Of Midland.
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>>5226783
>Mozgus vs Skull Knight.
>Barnham meeting the King Of Midland.
>Tales from The Occultist Swamp.
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>>5226783
>Barnham meeting the King Of Midland.
>Guts vs The Egg of the Perfect World.
>Mozgus vs Skull Knight.
In this order.
Can't believe that guts and skull knight switched their canonical opponents like that.
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>>5226783
>Mozgus vs Skull Knight.
>Guts vs The Egg of the Perfect World.
>Tales from The Occultist Swamp.
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>>5226787
The estate isn't really in the way of the capital, but given you have a whole season of winter ahead of you, it's not impossible to make time for a visit, even if it risks running into more Kushan or youknowho himself. Barnham will likely return to Ilos by then either way.

I guess this is the time I should get started playing that Sword Of The Berserk game (or watching a playthrough of it) in case something relevant shows up. Vlad should learn something interesting if he's the one to find Mandragoras along with Guts. If you do plan on Benny being your Isidro, he'll probably be the asking to use it on his sister instead of Casca.
>>5226656
>ywn write Vlad mogging Ganishka back into the demon realm with Merlina's cape.
Man, think of the possibilities...
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>>5226783
>Gunpowder vs The Rape Horse.
The most legendary battle known to causality.
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>>5226783
>>Guts vs The Egg of the Perfect World.
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Hello BecchiQM
I have made good on my promise, and have found the Enchiridion Alchimia (fpr alchemy)
Link to drive bc file limit is 8 MB

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1aEtAUHdiqUzXdPq6-b0yhEoPuuP22HBM/view?usp=drivesdk
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>>5226783
>Guts vs The Egg of the Perfect World.
>Serpico and Jerome vs The Tidal Wave of Darkness.
>Gunpowder vs The Rape Horse.
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>>5226783
Also


>Guts vs The Egg of the Perfect World.
>Gunpowder vs The Rape Horse.
>Barnham meeting the King Of Midland.
>Tales from The Occultist Swamp.
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>>5226783
>>Gunpowder vs The Rape Horse.

How the fuck is no one voting this
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>>5226985
Nice find! I've already read through Runes Of Power and Journal of array design, so I think I got a good deal on how to illustrate the runes when we get to the magic training part with Farnese or the people at Ilos (wherever players feel like exploring that segment first really) I just gotta hope I can properly draw digitally since my Clip Studio loicense expired and I hate using Photoshop for illustrations.

I only read a few pages of the first enchiridion, are there any noteworthy elements in this read? I like alchemy and all, but I do wonder if potion brewing will be a noteworthy skill people would like to have here.

Speaking of flasks, I finished Dark Souls 3 + DLC the other day for those who care. Easily my favorite one of the bunch, finally bothered to learn magic and do a hybrid build with the moonlight greatsword, tried making the girl look like Schierke but my dumbass sold the Crystal Sage hat by accident so I had to wear some other sets that didn't look as good.

If you've fought the Deacons of the Deep you can have an idea at how the fight with Guts and the Egg are going to go down.

Shame my shite PC can't run Sekiro, I'm a big fucking weeb so that one seemed more akin to my style more than the souls games, maybe if I can get an upgrade next year.
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>>5227027
It's not just potions. You can create whole new materials and also, to an extent, transfer/infuse properties extracted from a primary material.
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>>5227027
Also, the most important step in alchemy would be the meditation, which fully activates the Alkahest by infusing Soul into it. An idea would be to develop a Luminous Body and dip into it for speed brewing
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>>5226783
>Gunpowder vs The Rape Horse
I can't not vote for this.
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>>5226783
>Mozgus vs Skull Knight.
>Gunpowder vs The Rape Horse.
>Barnham meeting the King Of Midland.
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>>5226783
>Mozgus vs Skull Knight.
>Guts vs The Egg of the Perfect World.
>Gunpowder vs The Rape Horse.
We must know how badly Gunpowder beat the shit out of Rape Horse.
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>>5226783
>Barnham meeting the King Of Midland.
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>>5226783
>Gunpowder vs The Rape Horse.
>Mozgus vs Skull Knight.
>Guts vs The Egg of the Perfect World.
I cannot resist the temptation of seeing Gunpowder beating the Rape Horse.
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>>5226783
>>Gunpowder vs The Rape Horse.
>>Mozgus vs Skull Knight.
>>Guts vs The Egg of the Perfect World.
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>>5226783
>Mozgus vs Skull Knight.
>Tales from The Occultist Swamp.
>Guts vs The Egg of the Perfect World.
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>>5226783
Just got caught up with the whole story and damn I am here for this amazing story, You got me so hyped that I’m starting a re-read of the manga.

>Mozgus vs Skull Knight
>Gunpowder vs The Rape Horse.

Also my first time voting in a quest, but I want to see best waifu Gunpowder get his fight on!
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>>5227749
>>5228546
Support
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Alright, coming in for the vote count, and the winning options were:

>Mozgus vs Skull Knight.
>Guts vs The Egg of the Perfect World.
>Gunpowder vs The Rape Horse.

I wonder which one of those I will write first...
Find out later tonight!
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>>5230670
Spoiler: It's going to be the first one, just couldn't finish it in time so I'll do it sometime later tomorrow. I can see this is going to be fun to write and to read.
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>>5231425
Hype and ready.
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To many in the waking desecration of the old world as the tower in St. Albion crumbled to bits, the rampant massacre happening before their eyes was an invitation of despair, a sign that God had truly abandoned his creations. No matter how much they prayed, begged for their lives, or tried to remain strong against the currents of fate, they would be consumed regardless of prejudice by the God Hand, becoming one with the mass of souls required for the dark sacrifice to reach it's completion.

But Gunpowder didn't care one bit about processing the complex intricacies of the world around him nor did he wish to stop and educate himself on the situation. He knew his place as a four legged creature that the world hadn't revolved around his limited communication skills. All he knew, wanted and needed was to fight: Fight, struggle, skirmish until he'd conquer everything the world has thrown at him, and then fight some more so he could die a grandiose demise like he wished for since he disappeared from Ilos all those years ago to seek for his freedom.

Alas, was he truly free? Ever since he encountered his rider on Doldrey, it was a thought he couldn't really shake off. First Vlad left him in his house for training, which he enjoyed until he went missing. Then after disappearing for 3 years for no doubt some fantastic bouts of fisticuffs, he came back to free him at the cost of breaking his promise. He said it straight to his face that he could kill Barnham, and while Gunpowder did get some good hits in on the gladiator apostle, the fact that Vlad did not take his life (or let him give the final blow as he was incapacitated) was a sign that maybe Vlad was growing weaker in his ideals.

After that, it was a lot more boring sitting periods of doing nothing, running from enemies on Vlad's bidding, and maybe watching him get in on the action while all he did was travel across empty fields. He essentially became what he hated the most: a run of the mill, submissive horse loyal to his master.

Even now, at the height of chaos and reckoning, there he is, having to carry some random maiden he didn't care for because he got ordered to. Riveting! That's exactly what he wanted to do while everyone was having the fight of their lives. The more he followed his command, the more he wanted to rebel...

Farnese was quivering so much on top of him that she might as well start pissing herself while she's at it. What was there to be afraid of? She was leading a line of people through the dark with a lit torch while others kept screaming and making a scene out of black goo touching their feet-
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Oh, that's why... Seems like the black goo turns people into sex crazed maniacs. One of the men in the middle of the line just tripped and faceplanted head first into the goo everyone's trying to avoid, causing him to suddenly rip off his clothes and start eating at a woman's face. Quickly dispersing the line the troop formed before, Farnese opened her mouth to regroup, maybe to ask her knights to swiftly gang up on the newly crated monsters and defeat them, or even to just tell people to calm down.

But nothing came from her vocal chords. Her voice refused to work, the fear only made her jaw clench shut as she bit her tongue and got further discouraged from acting as their leader.

Gunpowder scoffed. Is this what their great comander was worth? As soon as her knight in shining armor was out of the picture, She had no courage, no will of her own? Another reason to think less of Vlad. If the woman he swore to protect was a weakling, what did that make him by association?

Truthfully, in situations like this there was nothing more Gunpowder would like to do than rebel against his riders like in The Band Of The Falcon. No care for the individual on top of him, but a chance to revel in the brutality of war, like he always wanted when watching the coliseum brawls from afar... Maybe he was more similar to Barnham than he would like to admit...

"We won't make it at this rate!" Luca shouts for Azan, who was riding another stallion alongside her.
"Let's make a run for it, then!" He replied, whipping at his horse to go faster. Farnese looked back to protest once more, but seeing the horrible sight behind her made her scream until her voice was completely gone.

A monstruous horse was penetrating the corpse of a child. Much like the lustful spirits possessing the humans, it seems Slan's creations were capable of even taking on the form of animals, resorting to necrophilliac activities to satiate their bodily desires. If a victim did not have enough holes to fit in so many rapists, they would just tear a new one through them, much like the degenerate horse was doing with a hole on the little boy's stomach.

It took one single moment of eye contact between Farnese and the evil horse for him to shift targers. Now foaming at the mouth and salivating at the tought of penetrating Farnese, He whipped his member out of the bloody hole it was caved in and galloped in the direction of the newly found virgin in front of him.
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>>5232155
'Finally, something interesting!' Is what Gunpowder thought to himself. Was a chance of showing his skills finally appearing?
Oh, please... Like any horse, had the slightest chance of competing with him! Not even demonic entities could reach the speed of Gunpowder's full throttled sprint, masterfully maneuvering over the slaughtering victims and perpetrators of the ceremony, trampling over and biting whatever enemy was stupid enough not to dodge him. This is why he fought! Gunpowder was having the time of his life while he baited the horse into following him towards the safety zone!

"Wh-Where are they going!?" Nina asked as she saw Farnese abandoning the dying troops and running away into the unknown.
"Lady Farnese is on Vlad's horse! He must know the way to that safety area he was talking about! After him!" Azan wastes no time telling his mount to go after Gunpowder before he disappears into the horizon, with Nina and Luca struggling to ride on their own!
"Wait! Do you think we know how to ride these things?!"

Farnese kept panting as she looked around for something easy on the eyes. It was either the horse with the large schlong flopping at the sight of her, The ridiculous amount of carnage going around Gunpowder, or the skies that showed nothing but the ghouls and spirits coming and going from the otherworldly feast. Hell was here, trying to escape was pointless.

Luckily for her, Gunpowder knew exactly where he was going. As soon as Farnese mustered up the strength to yell "Put me down!" he drifted into a stop as the girl fell from unstrapping herself, thinking Gunpowder would come into a stop inside the ring.

She thought wrong, Gunpowder was itching for a good fight ever since Vlad left him to go in the tower, and now that his job of protecting Farnese was over and done with, he had no excuse to hold back. Metting the clash of the rape horse, Gunpowder hit his head as hard as he could against his, drawing blood from him as the assaulter fell over and got his penis trambled by Gunpowder's hooves.

Reproduction and sex are meaningless to the best horse that ever lived. Fatherhood can be left for those who don't want to live in the battlefied. Blood is his lover, and his death count is his children! And as if the rapist horse wanted to prove him right, Gunpowder's enemy was a horrible fighter, flailing and contorting around as he tried to bite him back, but Gunpowder consistenly kept bashing his teeth with headbutts. What a joke of a fighter...
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>>5232164
Even if this fight had nonexistent difficulty, it was interesting to fight another horse, not just the rider. It was a fight between opponents of two equal species. Well then... What if Gunpowder pretended to fight like a human did, pretending to be a slower, smaller species that relied on weapons instead of physical strength?
Walking over to Farnese, he lowered his head and bit at the shortsword that his 'master' gave to the holy lady, placing it in his mouth as she did not resist the grip on Vlad's weapon.

"Wh-What are you going to do...?" She watched Gunpowder placing the hilt of the sword on his mouth, before running over against the rapist horse and shoving the damn blade right into the foe's jaw!

If the rapist horse wanted others to take his penetrating member so bad, he should be able to relate and take some blows first. And nothing more natural for that bastard than to deepthroat a sword before he died a sudden death!

Still holding the hilt of the sword with his teeth, Gunpowder could see the brain of his foe splattering as the tip of the blade exited his skull, even if he wanted to end things here, this enemy does not deserve honor in his passing!
Gunpowder pulled the sword out and decapitated the horse, letting his body spasm as Gunpowder remained victorious. Just to rub it in, he took the head of the horse and threw it at Farnese's side along with her sword. And that's what did her in.

With Farnese fainting, Gunpowder finally got it. He did not follow Vlad towards his fight, but by protecting others, he found a fight of his own to bolster his ego and show that even if he followed him into the tower, he wouldn't be able to take the credit of saving the woman Vlad cherished.

He might not be into that lifestyle, but there is respect in contributing in a team. Was that the lesson Vlad was trying to teach him without being preachy? That being appreciative of peaceful moments will make fighters come to him, rather than the other way around? Maybe that's not a bad idea afterall.

Making sure not to go back on his word, he protected Farnese by throwing a blanket with those scribbles Vlad used to glow in the dark, whatever they did, it would probably be good to keep her safe while she was unconscious. Wasn't there a few horses after him that had people from Farnese's group of survivors? Maybe he should guide them too, who knows what enemies would come after him if he fought to save the weak instead of for his own sake...
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"Gunpowder did... What?" Vlad squinted his eyes after hearing Farnese's report.

"I solemly swear on... Serpico's grave that this is all true." Farnese replied.

"Oh, that's a real treat..." Serpico complains under his breath now that Farnese has no god to swear upon.

"I didn't think he would go so far without me... Maybe I should let you take you two for a ride while I can't practice with him..."

"I'm not entirely sure Lady Farnese would like to do anything with horses after that last encounter..." Serpico chimed in as the voice of reason.

"That's alright... Just hit him with one of these, he'll get the message." Vlad took an apple from a pouch and handed it to Farnese, hoping they could get along if Farnese gave him a treat.

"Here, horsie horsie..." Farnese offered Gunpowder the apple after finding him resting at a rocky cliff, to which he nonchalantly ate from her hand. But as soon as she tried to pet him on the head or play with his hair, he spat the remnants of the apple through his nose and onto Farnese's head. Farnese was trying to be a better person after she realised the monster she was before, but it seemed Gunpowder still had some resentment over what she did to Vlad.

Additionally, if she does want Gunpowder's respect, she will treat him like the warrior he is, not as a cute little pony for her to play around with.

"Do not laugh..." Farnese looks over to Serpico, who was getting a towel to clean the mucus from her hair.
"I'll try not to..." Serpico was happy to have the last laugh at least, given how he also wasn't going through paradise either during the night of the ceremony...

The Greatest Fighting Horse That Ever Lived: Epilogue End.
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Holy shit, Gunpowder has literally no chill lmao.
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>>5232359
What did you expect? The name is only half as incendiary as he is. That horse is a physical embodiment of violence.
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>>5232282
Gunpowder only knows one thing for real.
THERE WILL BE BLOOD...SHED...
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The apocalyptic events of the Incarnation Ceremony would have been terrible already without Merlina's abyssal intervention, but Mozgus just had to make things worse by setting fire to the cape Vlad had in his inventory, the one that was able to form a Vortex straight into the Abyss.
"Foolish mortal! Embrace eternity!" The remnants of her Od were inserted into that spell, making sure that whatever Vlad would use against, it would surely take it with her, be it large, small, one or several, his master would make evil go away with evil itself!

"WHAT IN THE NAME OF-!" Mozgus had a feeling that something was off when he felt the current of power sucking him in, but throwing the cloak away did not do much to cease Merlina's rampage.
The entirety of the upper floor was being sucked into the portal of the afterlife. The walls were crumbling, furniture came flying into it, even the rest of Vlad's belongings were absorbed into the pile. Merlina could not disntinguish friend from foe when she was already dead and had no control over her magic.

Mozgus only managed to hold at the drapes of the holy room, taking a last glimpse at the image of the sigil of the lord before also being consumed. He had no way of running, as his busted kneecapss were already at the risk of making him unable to stand up ever again. The sprint he did to run after Vlad was something he never should have done if he prioritized his safety.

Yet he did it anyway, for the destruction of his body meant nothing if the outcome was saving the people from the demonic items The Phantom hid in his stash. Paying the price for his recklessness, he was now unable to escape from the vortex, or to even jump at a window. With the twin disciple jumping in the room to save his father figure, all he did was bump into him and rip the drapes holding his body in this realm, as Mozgus went straight into the Abyss with him.

"What a sad sight to behold, to think that the priest so devoted in doing good was the one playing the biggest role in reviving the Age Of Darkness." The Skull Knight appears, swallowing his sword and letting it fester in his Behelit filled abdomen to form The Sword Of Actuation.

"Time will hear the sacrificed's voices, but for now, they shall remain undisclosed to the outside realm." The Skull Knight attempts to close the portal created by Merlina's spell. Seeing as it held the same properties as his sword, closing that suction hole should only take a single swing.
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As The Skeleton Knight approached the abyssal vortex, a gust of wind flew over as several souls managed to escape, with one particular heavy mass clasping at his sword as pair of wings made The Skull Knight jump back and retreat, accidentally inviting a transformed Pseudo-Apostle into the frame.

"THOU SHAL NOT WAVEEEEER!" Mozgus was completely changed, now rocking a hardened skin filled with feathers who looked more like scales covering him from head to toe.

"The preacher is still alive?" Not even The Skull Knight was expecting him to be back, being turned into an idealized version of who he wanted to be. The image of a savior, an archangel bearing the wings of purity, or at least, that's what he believed he was, if not for the fact
that he was tarnished by the most visceral energy in all dimensions.

"Can you not hear them?! Every person congregated in this place now desires, as one heart, salvation. They are eagerly awaiting the time of God's victory!" Mozgus refers not only to the pagans dying far away, but also to the screams of the souls escaping into the air, only to serve as a feedback loop to strengthen the sacrifice. "No matter how many demons God sends my way, I will end their reign of terror and prove that I was worthy of being chosen as his witness!"

"The story we are witnessing chooses no active protagonist. One look at your appearance should establish your true alignment." Not wanting to waste his breath on someone who would not listen, he jumped straight into Mozgus as he spat fire from his mouth like a gaping dragon's maw.

"GOD BREAATH!" The Skeleton only had to raise his shield to ignore Mozgus' attack, but the abyss was also attacking him in the meantime, using a chain of solidified souls to attempt to impale the knight and his mount into falling prey of their attack, giving the death he briefly managed to avoid all those years ago. He was begrudgingly forced to shift into a defensive position as he dodged Mozgus and most importantly, the powerful forces acting behind him.

Mozgus was not a particularly difficult enemy for the Skull Knight, even if he could fly and had free control of his wings to the point where he could harden them to become a second set of fists, one who survived so many encounters with the God Hand would not be afraid of a mere priest morphed into a monster with their powers.

Yet what made him take his time in this fight was not Mozgus, but the fact that he was fighting an infinite set of souls along with him, avoiding being turned into primordial Od soup while having no trouble ignoring the damage dealt to him with his shield.

"ATTACK OF THE 1000 FIST CANNONS!" Even the hammy lines from Mozgus as he made up names for his attacks didn't give him any extra advantages, the more he attacked with an immeasurable barrage of punches, the more tired he grew as his punches were as effective as punching his own reflection.

It was an enemy entirely out of his league.
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>>5232796
>The story we are witnessing chooses no active protagonist
Yeah uhhhhhhhhh...About that, Skull Knight...
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"You are a bothersome nuisance, it's best I deal with the least of my worries first." Shifting priorities, Skull Knight rushes to Mozgus and attempts to slash at his throar, but the transmorphed priest flies away into the air with his wings.

Surprisingly, Skull Knight merely orders his ride to jump and thus reaches the ridiculous heights of Mozgus in his flight, chopping off one set of Mozgus' arms on the process as he fell back to the floor.

"YOU MISERABLE DEMOOOON!" The Pot calls the Ketlle black as Mozgus focuses his hatred on the falling knight, not realising he was merely dodging the chain of souls trying to impale him, and with the creation of another portal mid-fall, The Skull Knight appears behind The Priest, pushing him into the chain of souls.

"The one whose last gift left to humanity you have defiled, will now be the cause of your demise from beyond the grave." The Skull Knight declares as he shoves Mozgus into impalement, which then pulls him into the hell he rightfully deserved to go in.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Mozgus shouts for God to help him, unaware that one more sacrifice to their evil ideals is exactly what they craved for. With Mozgus taken care of, all The Skull Knight needed to do was close the portal and--

Another set of chains tried pulling him along with Mozgus, but he quickly severed that thread with his actuation sword, sending a solid chain of souls outside into the remains of the tower as it crumbled in it's entirety, leaving none possible actions left for Femto to be stopped.

"Causality has shifted back into it's course once more. No matter how much they struggle to change the factors at play, the results will remain the same..." The Skull Knight believes that all are still chained by the cold constrictions of fate, but the contorting of the pool of souls liberated from the chains appeared to be taking form as it wanted to cling back into life.

This was not exactly according to plan, either because the change was insignificant to it's overall schemes, or because that mass of souls would eventually become an enemy. For now, The Skull Knight thought it would be best to remove the remnants of the abyss back into it's home...

"Here you are again, Old rival... It seems we are always fated to meet each other, and prolong our fights into indefinite hiatuses." Nosferatu Zodd flies up to meet The Skull Knight with a punch, forcing him to parry it with a sword strike as the soul chain dissolved into the rubble, escaping and hiding into the ground floor.
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"Knowing you and what you are capable of, killing you would not only be more trouble than it is worth, but would be meaningless in the grand scheme of our plans."

"Hah. You really are taking me for granted, thinking I would not change this intricate game of tug of war to either way." Zodd alludes to Femto, who personally called him to serve as the first soldier in his New Band Of The Falcons.

"Choosing to serve the God Hand is not an unexpected outcome, given your background and your actions according to what I've observed."

"Serving is not the word I would use. I only care about seeking the strongest fighter. Whoever I temporarily align myself with does not matter, so long as the promise of fighting proves to be a great challenge. Speaking of which, I already have a good idea on where I should lead him to..." Zodd copes into finding a good excuse to go from serving Tudor to protecting New Midland, with Skull Knight pushing him away with a sword bash.

"The weak form teams to become strong, you ethereal wretch. If you really plan on defying someone as strong as the ones behind this debacle, you should swallow your pride and do the same!" Skull Knight was about to hit Zodd once more, but the troglodyte's words were making a lot of sense.

"Teams?"

"What do you say, you Ragged Skeleton? If someone such as myself can find a way to unite with allies, surely you have better companions to place your bets on than this horseback of yours. So let us bet with our lives on who's group will prevail at the end of the proxy war we are about to start anew!"

An ally... The Skull Knight surely had someone, several people in fact, that he could rely on if the end of the world really came to be in a literal sense, but was he ready to involve them in this deadly warfare, and were they ready to fight on his side...?

As the dark feathers of the defeated Mozgus gave way to the light wings of Griffith's new birthing, a woman came into The Skull Knight's mind, one who could be talked into helping the struggler, as well as the ones who were starting to grow in his heart, but first, he would have to guide him in the right direction.

"Struggler..." The Skull Knight departs with Zodd, as each of them started to bet on who would be part of the strongest army.

Amidst the speculation, the chains of souls formed into a human appearance away from both of the participants, despite being able to remember the Od shape of their previous lives and copy the average form of the corpses around them.

But that was all that they remembered and could form for this time. They had no memories, no mouth, no skin color, no features, no appearance to call their own. Only by consuming memories, they would maybe learn what it meant to be human again.

As of now, only one original thought could actually cross their mind as they were instantly cursed with the gift of knowledge...
"...Who are we...? Who are we...?"
Remnants Of The Abyss: Epilogue End.
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>>5232155
We really need to start killing more things with and in full view of Gunpowder. He's going to start rebelling otherwise.

Also, the imagery of Rape Horse graphically penetrating the corpse of a little boy is nauseating.
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>>5232796
>Skull Knight isn't even fighting Mozgus, but instead the infinite demonic presences of the Abyss trying to consume him
I love how Skull Knight treats almost anything that's not the God Hand itself as fodder.
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>>5232164
>Reproduction and sex are meaningless to the best horse that ever lived
>Blood is his lover, and his death count is his children
GigaHorse... I kneel.
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Gunpowder vs Rapehorse was the highlight of my day, good show, Becchi.
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>>5233159
Berserk gets significantly less edgy after Conviction, might as well get some last drops of carnage in before the search for candyland happens.

I wouldn't worry about rebelling given how he interpreted the last fight though
>>5233343
No problem, be sure to check out later today for the Guts vs Eggman fight and then we can call it a day.
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>>5233365
>Berserk gets significantly less edgy after Conviction
Ain't that a fucking fact.
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>>5233365
>Berserk gets significantly less edgy after Conviction
Maybe in the manga, but when and if the Fantasia arc hits, I imagine Vlad will have to get busy purging the lands of all sorts of magical beasts. Maybe even slay a dragon. Or a kraken. Or a sea god.
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Leaving Vlad to save the second troop of refugees into the safety zone, Guts now had to worry about an angry mob of praying undead creatures, which would be a common occurance for him, but fighting with Casca was an added challenge.

For someone who was on the upper echelon of The Band Of The Falcon, she was a woman with no sense of danger or impulse control, Guts had to do a double take on every sword swing he did to make sure the mindbroken woman wasn't decapitated by wandering too close or too far away from him.

"AAAAH!" Casca kept screaming after the loss of the demon child protecting her from the creatures of the dark. Guts had no real grasp on why she was so desperately looking after that child, wanting nothing to do with it as it reminded him of what Griffith stole from him. He was not that demon's son, and he should have been dead a long time ago, instead of haunting him and Casca for 2 straight years.

But Casca, even if her miserable state, had more knowledge of the situation more than Guts. That child was hers! It came out of her womb for crying out loud! It was giving it's damnedest to protect Casca in her time of need, whenever blood dripped down from her breast, it was the baby who protected her from the creatures of the dark for a lot longer than Guts did, if she could hold any resentment over anybody, it would be for him for abandoning her.

Or at least, that's what Guts was thinking. He remembered the Old Casca, how easily she got mad at his reckless behavior, how he always made her worry over his risk taking actions in fights.

She would have changed him just as much as he changed her, if Griffith didn't push him into relapses. And the worst part is that now that he is realising the time spent chasing apostles could have been spent taking care of his lover in times of need, now that they're finally together, he was wondering if there really is a point in chasing after Griffith. If he was able to be happy with Casca, maybe the eclipse could one day drift into a fading memory...

Intrusive thoughts were exactly what he tried to avoid when fighting, no matter how many heads he sent rolling into the skies, how many knives and bombs he threw that cut and exploded the crowd of zealots, the thoughts did not leave this time. How could they? It all came back to that fated day he could never forget.

It was the reason his nape bled, why happiness was always a mile away from his one-eyed sight, why he was able to touch with his left arm, but unable to feel anything. Forgetting was not an option, much less forgiving. If he was feeling the worst he's ever felt today, he had the vile demons from the Abyss to thank for it.
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>>5233526
>now that they're finally together, he was wondering if there really is a point in chasing after Griffith. If he was able to be happy with Casca, maybe the eclipse could one day drift into a fading memory...
You will NEVER be free Guts
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>>5233526
Kill them, Guts. Kill them all.
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>>5233531
So struggle, until the very idea of 'never' fails to be.
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>>5233526
Safety was something he took for granted. He only fought for the sake of not dying, but now that he was starting to shift into the role of a protector, his sword felt heavier than it's ever been.

But he did not have to use only of his sword to defeat the enemy commanding the crowd, there were options for him to choose that didn't require his primary weapon. After charging another shot from his arm cannon, he vaulted with his sword into where the most populated area of the march, firing a blast at the floor after dropping several other bombs on the floor.

Judeau's fighting style served him well, learning how to switch weapons on the fly would prove to be crucial in this fight, as with the explosion, the ground beneath him cave in, creating a fire pit that would both destroy their corpses, and cease the Tidal Wave Of Darkness to further strengthen itself with more mutations.

"You all wanted to meet your maker, didn't you? Don't let me stop you then, your souls were saved in the most merciful way." Guts dismisses the enemy team with a sly grin, following a large egg with fiery tentacles attempting to escape as it's limbs started to desintegrate.

The Branded Swordsman's depth perception was long gone with the loss of his second eye, but the Z and Y axis were still well within his control, as well as the spacial awareness he could rely on thanks to his hearing. The loss of his eye only made it so he could heighten his senses, though maybe putting so much pressure on his other organs would come to bite him in the ass eventually...

Regardless, that was exactly what Guts wanted, he noticed something crawling and jumping every now and then while he kept slashing and cutting zombies with the Dragonslayer, something that appeared to be sewing the dead into different forms of life, reviving them as husks who relied on their faith to cling back onto their bodies.

If the theists always treat death and the afterlife as natural processes, holy passages into better days and of eternal rest...

"Then why were they so reluctant to DIE!?" Guts shout as he throws a knife at the egg's backside with a decisive turnaround, The Egg was noticed, after a lifetime of being ignored, being buried corpse after corpse as he was crushed under the weight of the world, without so much as being given a name.

The irony of this cruel world... to find me an equal to end our lives in unison, let the world become anew, as this child dreams in the cradle of a new beginning.

This was his chance to end the creature who plagued his ever sleepless nights, it might not have been what he came here to do, but Vlad was already covering whatever the people needed a lot better than he ever could, given his reputation.

His specialty was fighting monsters, so monsters he shall slay.
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>>5233948
"WAAAAAH! YAAAAH!" Casca jumped on top of both the wounded Egg and the dried up baby, wounded and exhausted from protecting his mother all night long.

Guts thankfully had the foresight of stopping his sword just short of crushing her ribs with his hunk of metal, yet his mind always wavered to the worst possible situation.

"Casca! Stop getting in the way! This is not the time to play around!" He was not eager to hurt Casca, but if he had to resort to brute force to keep her from doing detrimentally bad decisions in her poor mental state, he would, damn it!

Casca tried biting the hand that touched her, but having her teeth going in metal was not as effective as digging through regular skin, making her gums bleed until she finally recoiled in pain.

As she fell over to where Guts rolled her, the sound of a crunch was heard from both of them, as the egg had devoured the child, putting an end to it's life.

"GRRRAWR!" Casca angrily jumped at Guts, bashing at his armor as she blamed him for her baby dying. Guts truly felt no hapiness in those events, he might have been relieved that fatherhood wouldn't be added to his list of failures, yet the fact that he was still feeling guilt over this made the conversation a lot more layered than merely being happy over a delayed abortion...

Before he could also end the life of the Egg-like creature, the wave of darkness finally caught up to the two like moths to a flame. Swarming them in all directions as it tried to drown them in their mass.

Guts could not finish off the Egg, so the best second decision he could choose was to jump into the ring of fire he created. There was enough of a safe spot for him to stay alive with Casca with minor burns, but losing the opportunity to confirm the Egg's death would prove to be detrimental to him.

Casca still tried to get off him, but after creating a force field similar to the one Vlad was boasting off about, maybe he found a way to stay protected until the sun rose once more.

"Plenty of fuel to last until morning, and no Od shenanigans to help me either..." Guts points to the burning corpses of the mob he just murdered, trying to invade only helped in setting them on fire, adding a few more minutes of rising flames into the internal clock of blazes.

The thought of helping others did cross his mind, but who would willingly spend a night with Guts and his cursed spouse? Maybe Puck and Isidro would fit in with no trouble, but they weren't exactly here right now, were they?

"Two should not feel like such a colossal number..."
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>>5234024
The familiar sight of the God Hand pedestal was visible even from the fiery ring Guts was residing in, and with the familiar feathers of a hawk of light announcing the dawn of the new day, Guts had only one name to shout into the skies.

"GRIFFITH!" As if being taunted by the dark lord he once considered to be his motivator, Guts did his best to safely leap out of the fire with Casca in his arms, landing close to other familiar faces from the past.

Silat. An assassin of Kushan origin. Leader of the Bakiraka clan, he was once hired to take care of the remaining Band Of The Falcons in a forest ambush, which they would have succeeded in if not for Guts and Casca arriving in the nick of time to save the temporary leader Judeau from losing what few soldiers they had left from their disbanded group.

Though he swore to remember Guts' name, he conceded in his loss against Guts, no matter his exotic fighting styles and assortment of katars, chakrams and urumi. He and his minions went down like any other bevy.

"Ganishka's army aren't here yet?" Silat was suprised in the absence of the invading Emperor or any signs of his men, not knowing that Vlad and his utter annihilation of the group made them retreat and reconsider their routes.

"Krishna Sena?" One of the men from Silat's army asked to confirm Guts' identity.

"Affirmative. Although... Something has happened to the people here, just as the oracle predicted. It's hard to believe that so many people have..." If only he were a few hours early, Silat would be miserable in his knowledge of the incarnation ceremony.

"No matter, apprehend the one with the large sword! Take his life, if you have two! And don't presume to capture him without casualties!"

"Are you sure you want to go through this, Sage? I'd advise you not to stand in my way a second time." Guts has no time to waste, but given how Silat had the added force of several assassins, plus the Tapasa - Four muscular bodyguards surrounding Silat that could easily break any regular weapon with their triceps - Made Guts think that this would take more than a few minutes to sort out... Though he wasn't exerted from much more than a full night's sleep (business as usual for him, really) solo'ing two mobs back to back was something that even his ridiculous stamina couldn't do without at least resting for a few hours...

"AAAAH! BADA! BADA!"
Thankfully, out came Zodd to impale and squash the Bakiraka, with Guts noticing that the goat apostle was now lacking one of his horns.

"ZODD!?" The swordsman gasped, looking back from the wall Nosferatu emerged from to see another ethereal being: The Skull Knight. He didn't make an effort for a grandiose introduction, instead merely pointing with his index finger to the one Zodd was directing his forces to protect.
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>>5233948
>though maybe putting so much pressure on his other organs would come to bite him in the ass eventually...
Foreshadowing.
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>>5234024
DAMN IT CASCA
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>>5234120
Doves, hawks and falcons alike were all gathered as the feathery crew flew up to the clouds, giving way to the sight of a nude Griffith standing innocently at the blue sky above him, waking up from his immortal slumber as he managed to attract the attention of a familiar harpy soaring against the flock of birds.

All present forgot to breathe from the magnitude of his presence, even the ones who had no idea who Femto was, they were still enthralled, as their mind told them that the messiah of the new world, the one who would lead them into the age of light, had finally arrived.

"GRIFFIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITH!!!" Guts was once again blinded by his rage, but he could not pull his dragonslayer thanks to Casca still being in his arms.

"Ack! Uuuh..." The woman was also reaching out for Griffith, her hand perfectly raised at the height of Guts' line of sight, obscuring Guts from seeing the white falcon no matter how many times he moved his head around.

"QUICK! CAPTURE THAT MAN!" Silat ordered his men to go after Griffith, which the Bakiraka shivered from the mere idea of standing between Zodd and their leader.

"THE REINSTATEMENT OF OUR CLAN RIDES ON THIS TASK!" Silat takes off the garment off his mouth for added pressure. "HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN OUR BITTER HISTORY, BEING DRIVEN FROM OUR LAND FOR HUNDREDS OF YEARS? EVEN IF OUR FOE IS NON-HUMAN, WE ARE WARRIORS! THOSE WHO FEAR DEATH SHALL NEVER JOIN THE RANK OF THE GREATS!!"

A good speech, but beheading Griffith and taking back the honor of The Bakiraka by doing so was something Zodd would not allow, easily taking care of the Kushan by swaying his claws at them, disemboweling and blowing them all into chunks.

Guts was frozen still as he let another opportunity of crushing that piece of shit's head in as he held Casca in his arms, letting Zodd take Griffith into his back and flying away into the mountains.

DAMN IT! WHY DID HE CHOOSE CASCA OVER GRIFFITH!? In the middle of his shouts, he forgot his urge to kill, as if Griffith was not a demon anymore, but a real human... Stolen from the past, from the God Finger he willingly turned into.

Was he being manipulated, hypnotized even, by the reincarnated Femto? Or was his mind and body finally admitting to fatigue, that his journey led to nothing but misery, with Casca trying in her own way to say 'Let's end this madness'...?

With Hyde's harpy-daughter flying over to the swordsman, it reminded him of Puck, who he needed to meet once more to recuperate some of his energy. Given how he had no clue where Hyde was, he instinctively followed where the harpy flew to, completely ignoring the Bakiraka clan as he raced with Casca in his hands.

He was starting to come to terms that his journey would be impossible to complete alone. Even if it was the company of a small creature such as Puck, he needed him to regroup, and make proper sense of his feelings before planning and resting...
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>>5234160
...Planning and resting, heh... He would never had thought of that if he was still sticking to his own. When did he start considering those ideas? Maybe they were always there, he was just too close minded to listen to the advice the world was trying to give.

"Chief Silat... What was that?" One of the few surviving Bakirakas dared to ask the freezed up Silat to muster up an explanation of how the previous God Hand member managed to control the crowd around him without so much as merely acknowledging them.

"The enemy... Just declared war to the earth itself..."

Branded Couple: Epilogue End.
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>>5234160
Even if he doesn't stand any chance whatsoever, Silat's determination is admirable.
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>>5234240
Yeah, I really like him, I hope we can team up sooner with him in the quest, because he's one of the few that has his head in the right place when it comes to apostles and the godhand.
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>>5234503
Associatin' with kushanites?

That's a paddlin'.
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>>5235225
There are many perfectly good and nice Kushan, they're just all in Kushan.
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>>5235256
If'n you have to specify that there are "good ones" that just means being bad is normal for 'em. Sounds like a mighty fine reason to give 'em the boot.
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Guess it's time to archive the thread then!
Probably won't run next weekend but I'll make up for it by playing the dreamcast vidya and updating the profile, will post it here when I'm done

We lost a few things but also gained plenty of abilities, hope you like Oregon Trail cause the travel back to Ilos will be sort of like that.

See you on the 29th!
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>>5235610
>dreamcast vidya
It's an excellent albeit dated game and was written by Miura himself and had the music of Susumu Hirasawa that gave the old Berserk show that golden touch.
It also works perfectly with Vlad being part plant.
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So how many of y’all want Barnham to join our party of adventurers and be the first one? Like how Zoro was the first to join luffy’s crew and is the most powerful in the crew. I think if Barnham and 4 other strong fighters joined we’d have a really cool party to adventure with!
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>>5236257
I'd be wary about letting him join because he is an apostle and that makes him vulnerable to Godhand just assuming control or forcing him to act against us. Regular apostles can pretty much do nothing but throw in the towel and cower when facing them, even Gainishka was absolutely paralyzed by Femto's presence and he was perhaps the mightiest of them.
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>>5236317
I’d actually be completely okay with that, after all Guts has an insignia carved into him that attracts the baddies to him, and he can bear with it. Also, since Barnham is such an absolute unit all those that he attracts will just be fodder for his strength and/or just great practice for Vlad. Where Barnham is weak is where we are strong and we can help each other out in that regard.

I just think the parallels between Griffith and Vlad and Barnham and Zodd are amazing.
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>>5236257
Speaking of Luffy, I'd advise you to start thinking of names for the new and improved caravan if you're into that sort of stuff.

Party members will be somewhat important for the journey ahead so it's also relevant to discuss who will stick to Ilos and who should be staying.

We did take Casca's caretaker from Guts' traveling party so might as well think about a team name, though given how often Farnese fucked up in protecting Casca that might be a blessing in disguise. Think she'll adapt in a very different way from canon in general so it'll be fun to write her
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>>5232263
Gunpowder is just the most hardcore Disney Horse ever and its a treasure to behold.
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>>5236476
Extremely glad the firepussy route is working out.
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>>5236586
>jinxing it
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>>5236476
Yes!! I personally think a group of 6 strong people is a nice enough party size. Will we meet more potential party members down the line? Who are our options so far? I think if we were to have an archer, a mage, a doctor, a cook, and a brawler, that would be a well-versed group. I know Farnese isn’t that strong or brave though, so maybe she’ll be kind of the “Usopp” of the group? But she could grow from there. Maybe you could write Farnese to be good at cooking? Who knows. It could be called “The santana party” or “the Santana six” as they start to make a name for themselves throughout the journey. A party that’s so intimidating people are aware of how there’s even an apostle traveling with them.
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>>5236476
>>5239530
Also adding onto this, what if this time around Farnese embraced her relationship with fire and became a pyromancer? She starts channeling her feelings in a more healthy way, and we find out, “damn she makes for a great pyromancer!”. This process helps her accept herself as well. They start becoming known as “Vlad the Impaler”, “Barnham the brute (or bear)”, “Farnese the fire (or flame)” etc. etc…
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>>5239561
She could also use her pyromancer skills to help cook food since she’s the cook!
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>>5239530
Farnese has good magic potential apparently, so we could try to teach her some stuff.
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Confirming the session for this Friday on thread #5! already have a few bullet points ready and it'll be fun to see where it goes from there.

>>5239530
So far there are a few options for a small team, considering we got Hyde, Barnham, Serpico, Farnese, Benny and Zhafira, some of these are clearly more effective than others but considering somebody has to stay in Ilos to take care of the place while there's an apostle king vs kushan empire was going on beggars cant exactly be choosers. Will be dedicating most of the next thread to developing the cast much like how the focus of #2 was with Merlina and the swamp so we're not borrowing too much from canon.

>Maybe you could write Farnese to be good at cooking?
Now now, my writing doesnt change the fact the girl was spoiled her entire life, she won't exactly be a model maidservant in the blink of an eye. Michelle is more likely to clean Vlad's underwear than her.

Also if you want to taste her cooking you might have to go through a few sessions of puking from her garbage food, and given how Vlad's current state is I don't wanna see him dying from food poisoning after all he's been through.
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>>5243506
>Michelle is more likely to clean Vlad's underwear than her.
That's just because Farnesse is more likely to stain it in the first place.
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>>5243506
Okay sounds good, yeah I was thinking Farny could start off as a terrible cook and then work her way to being a decent one, it’d be awesome character development in my opinion! Also, I think I may be missing some things? Who’s Hyde? And I was also thinking about who could stay in Ilos, perhaps Vlads mom? Vlads parents were nobles and were experienced in diplomacy… though maybe we could go for whoever Barnham’s second in command is? Have him as a kind of proxy for us to communicate with and update us on the state of Ilos while we are adventuring?
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>>5245175
We can always discuss this properly next thread though
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>>5245175
>Who's Hyde
re-read the quest my brother in christ
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>>5245175
>>5246157
Yeah really. Could just drop into the archives and ctrl-f.
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Thread #5 is now live, will be updating it shortly!
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