"- learn directly from you! I think your style could pair well with my style, the Way of the Warrior." You finish saying, holding your hand out to Mutaito. Judging by the movement of his mustache, you're assuming he's giving a slight smile at that, and he gladly shakes your hand in greeting. "But...before that, I think we also want to fight you. One on one, to see how the Way of the Warrior stacks up." You finish, earning shocked gasps from the students around him. Mutaito himself chuckles in response, apparently delighted by the declaration.

"Another hot-blooded youth looking for a challenge, hmm? It's been a while since the last time, I'll admit. Very well, I accept. It will be a good chance to show my students what a real fight may look like. You are free to use anything you have at your disposal...and it need not be one on one. I would gladly take on all four of you at the same time." He replies, speaking with a kind of confidence that you somehow don't feel is foolish or misplaced. Your instincts seem to be telling you that you're standing in front of another predator, one that could easily take you down as prey...

You release his hand and step back a few paces, with Mutaito doing the same. He bows his upper body towards you in an unfamiliar gesture, but you replicate it after a moment of hesitation in order to be respectful of his ways. Then, he slides into a fighting stance, one without any openings that you can see - sturdy like your Mountain Stance, tensed to move at a moment's notice like the Skirmisher Stance, and ready to strike relentlessly like the River Stance. A stance that could adapt to anything thrown at it as it needs to...this is already getting interesting.

You take your own stance, taking deep and controlled breathes to prepare yourself for what you're certain is going to be an intense battle...before Harum interrupts the moment. "I, uh, will just be standing off to the side. I'm not really a fighter yet, myself! I'd just get in the way." He says.

"Samesies!" Azalea says, popping off of your shoulder and fluttering over towards Harum. You look towards Barbar, uncertain on if you want to take up the old man's offer on ganging up on him...it would certainly give you a better fighting chance, but admitting that you'd need to kind of rubs your pride the wrong way.

>You and Barbar both fought him at the same time.
>You decided to fight him yourself. Barbar would get his chance later. You want to keep it fair.
and
>You used the Mountain Stance first, to weather anything that could come your way and learn more about how this old man fights.
>You used the Skirmisher Stance first, to test the old man's defenses and see how he reacts without exposing yourself too much.
>You used the River Stance first...something tells you that if you don't end this immediately, you don't stand a chance.

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Current appearance for Honta here.

>>5577139
>You decided to fight him yourself. Barbar would get his chance later. You want to keep it fair.
>You used the Skirmisher Stance first, to test the old man's defenses and see how he reacts without exposing yourself too much.
It's not about winning or pride, it's about testing ourselves and our style
>>5577141
So you went for the spiked version? I was sure the smooth was going to win out

>>5577141
K, I need to read the first part

>>5577147
I somehow didn't see the boots the first time around, and those convinced me to go with the spiked version

>>5577152
I should have linked the archive or the old thread, whoops!
>>5545313
Old thread here.
Archive here: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Dragon%20Ball%20Legacy

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>>5577156
I just had an idea: Leave the spikes in the boot, bu remove the one in the shoulder.

>>5577178
I meant to spoiler it.
Well, anyone that saw last thread would already know, so it wouldn't be that much of a surprise

>>5577139
>You and Barbar both fought him at the same time.
>>You used the River Stance first...something tells you that if you don't end this immediately, you don't stand a chance.
Time to get styled on.

>>5577139
>You decided to fight him yourself. Barbar would get his chance later. You want to keep it fair.
It's a spar, not a real fight after all.
>>5577139
>You used the Mountain Stance first, to weather anything that could come your way and learn more about how this old man fights.

>>5577139
>>You decided to fight him yourself. Barbar would get his chance later. You want to keep it fair.
>You used the River Stance first...something tells you that if you don't end this immediately, you don't stand a chance.

>>5577139
>You and Barbar both fought him at the same time.
>You used the Mountain Stance first, to weather anything that could come your way and learn more about how this old man fights.

>>5577295

Backing this. In character, we’re overconfident and so we’re due for a truly epic beat down.

Rolled 10, 10, 4, 15, 1 = 40 (5d20)

>>5577147
>>5577263
>>5577275
>>5577295
>>5577309
>>5577396
Looks like we're keeping it 1v1, and going to try to deal some damage as our first act.
Four anons, roll me a 1d10! Even if it fails, who knows - maybe you'll impress the man.

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>>5577432
I can't believe he'll have to use his style's trait this early. My disappointment is immeasurable, mutaito-sama.

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>5577432
>He crifailed with a d20

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>5577432

Sort of an embarrassing showing for him so far?

Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>5577475

I’m rerolling

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>5577432

>>5577452
>>5577477
>>5577537
One of y'all can feel free to roll again to get that fourth one in here.

Rolled 5 (1d10)

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>>5577583
With a simple shake of your head, you silently inform Barbar that you're going into this one alone. He nods back at you in understanding, stepping back to give you room, while Mutaito's smile seems to grow a bit more. "You two must share a special bond to communicate so easily without words. I can respect the decision to keep this spar personal." He says, though his stance doesn't relax one bit.

You adopt the river stance you had before once again, waiting for a few moments just to let your opponent know that the battle is about to begin for real this time. Then, right with the beat of your heart, you push forward with all your strength to dash in towards the older fighter. Your arms tucked in, you prepare to slip around any strikes he may send your way, but find that he does no such thing; very well, you'd pit the full might of your offense against his defenses, then. You swing out with your new and improved claws, slashing through the air at speeds that no normal person could ever hope to avoid, but each swipe meets nothing; the old man doesn't even parry the blows aside, his body just twisting out of the way or ducking under blows with a fluidity of movement that betrays his appearance.

Knowing better than to keep using attacks that are failing to land, you switch it up to kick your leg out towards his with the intent to take them out from under him, but he twists back to plant his hands on the floor outside of your reach and lifts his legs into the air swiftly to avoid the sweep. Unorthodox, but a position that would surely put him at an immediate disadvantage...you rush forward once more with your claws to punish it, but his feet kick out at you, kicking each strike aside with surprising agility and precision. Now getting frustrated, you tuck your arm in and rush forward, slamming your shoulder into his legs and toppling him from his handstand position and onto his back.

He moves with the motion, pushing himself upright almost immediately, and unfortunately for you positioned right behind you now. Strangely enough, he doesn't actually capitalize on it, backing up straight away to create distance from you once more and tucking his arms behind his back. His moustache twitches as he considers you once more. "Your energy has carried you far in fights so far, I'm sure. Not many would be able to weather that kind of intensity. And I commend your adaptability - you clearly know when to change it up if something isn't working. Perhaps it would have been foolish of me to take both of you on at the same time, considering your skills..." He says, seeming to be earnest in his assessment. You get the feeling that he's about to go on the attack, though...

>>5577654

You think over what you just observed from his fighting style for a few moments. He clearly takes adaptability to a level beyond what you and Barbar have, and clearly favors negating the disadvantages that one would normally suffer from poor positioning in a fight. Yes, you believe that this would compliment the Way of the Warrior quite well indeed were you to learn it...

Mutaito's Style: The most experienced users of this style can ignore the damage they would take from a failure or critical failure once per encounter, by going with the flow and turning disadvantageous situations around.

>Stay in the River Stance, you don't want to give him even a moment to launch his own attacks.
>Switch to the Skirmisher Stance, you want to be as light on your feet as possible for his offense.
>Adopt the Mountain Stance, turn whatever he sends at you aside, and try to punish him for it in return.

>>5577659
Does getting both mean we would have two ways to deal with critfails?
>Switch to the Skirmisher Stance, you want to be as light on your feet as possible for his offense.
I saw nothing

>>5577659
>Switch to the Skirmisher Stance, you want to be as light on your feet as possible for his offense.

>>5577662
Yes, of course.

>>5577659
>Stay in the River Stance, you don't want to give him even a moment to launch his own attacks.

Rolled 1, 9, 17, 9, 17 = 53 (5d20)

>>5577661
>>5577662
>>5577664
>>5577690
Staying in the skirmisher stance it is. Make your four d10 rolls again!

Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>5577719
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>>5577721
...

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>5577719
Oh good I'm here in time to roll

Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>5577719

Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>5577719
These rolls have been abysmal.

>>5577721
>>5577738
d10s with crits active is so annoying...

>three crit fails
>one two
The amount of luck for this to even happen is incredible.

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>>5577721
>>5577723
>>5577738
>>5577740
Ohgood, Honta's first taste of brain damage!
jfc who insulted the RNG gods

>>5577741
Don't worry anon, you'll get your d20s soon enough with training under Mutaito. The threshold is just learning how to use Ki.
>>5577721
>>5577738
>>5577740
Are you sure that Tento's curse didn't rub off onto you somehow? God damn, bros. Writing...

Subtly shifting your balance onto the balls of your feet, you adopt the Skirmisher Stance, letting up on the pressure for now in order to watch his movements carefully. Given what you saw of the Flash Lightning technique when you first went up against it, your usual parrying and blocks would completely fail if you attempted to use them against it, and you feel certain that the man before you would use it or something like it in the next few moments. Mutaito takes a deep breathe, and with his arms still tucked behind his back, he widens his stance considerably. Tension builds up between the two of you once more, before it breaks as he moves.

He leaps away from his position in an instant, launching himself towards you as his legs kick through the air like he's trying to jump off of footholds nobody else can see. You move to the side just in time to dodge it, but with a strange flash of light at his feet, Mutaito suddenly redirects straight towards you and plants a harsh kick right across your head that sends you stumbling back with stars in your vision. The old man is quick to enter into range again, not giving you time to recover from the attack - his leg latches behind yours and pulls back to take you off your feet, just as one of his hands reaches out to deliver a swift punch to your chest that drives you down into the hard stone beneath you with even greater force than if you'd fell.

You wheeze as the air is suddenly forced out of your lungs, leaving you winded as you roll to the side to narrowly avoid Mutaito's followup axe-kick, which actually seems to shatter the stone where you just were. He steps forward once more to dig his foot into your back, and thrusts you back upright with it, only to clock you directly in the face with a clean punch as soon as you're on your feet again. He's keeping you off-balance by controlling your movements directly, not letting you acclimate...this is bad!

With a growl of frustration, you feint a jab at him to force him into defense for just long enough to give yourself room to breathe, but he simply steps towards you once more while tilting to the side such that even if the jab was real, it would fail to strike him. His right hand glows with a mysterious power now, and he slams it directly into your gut in an uppercut. The force of it is nothing like you'd ever felt before, even the strikes from Spreen'Kals paled in comparison - it immediately sends you flying upward, the sheer pain causing you to lose consciousness. Moments before your awareness fades away, you do briefly note that it felt like your leg caught on something right as you were being launched upward, and you recall an oddly high-pitched sound.

>>5577772
When you come to a few minutes later, it's to the sight of Azalea liberally dusting you with her usual brand of fairy dust. Barbar and Harum stand just to the side, looking down at you with concern. Mutaito, you note, seems to be sitting on a chair with an icepack on his lap for some reason...perhaps a side-effect of the technique he used? You don't recall having hit him even once, after all. Mutaito goes to speak up, his voice oddly a few octaves higher in pitch than before now.

"It seems you have much to learn-" He starts, before clearing his throat. His voice returns to its normal pitch when he resumes. "It seems you have much to learn about martial arts. But you've also come quite far already, so take pride in that. Your skill is to be commended for one who hasn't even tapped into the secrets of ki."

You go to reply, but initially cough for a few seconds instead. When you can finally speak, you reply with "Th-thanks! That was really something else...what do you mean about the secrets of ki, though?"

"To keep it simple, it's a force I discovered that dwells within all living things. It's like your fighting spirit, your lifeforce...the energy you internalize with every breath you take. With the right training, you can harness that energy, use it to bolster yourself internally or project it outwards. The difference between someone that can use it and someone that can't is night and day, no matter how skilled they may be without it." He explains, shifting on his seat due to some kind of physical discomfort.

"Ohhh! So it's Human Magic!" Azalea says with sudden clarity, tapping the bottom of her fist into her palm. Mutaito doesn't seem inclined to correct her, just giving an amused chuckle in response.

"Consider me sold. When can I start?" You ask, hopping up despite the pain in your abs telling you not to. You can't hide the wince that comes from doing so, of course.

"Hahah, of course, of course...how about the day after tomorrow? I'm sure we could...both...use some rest, after that fight. And I can use tomorrow to test the mettle your friend over there." Mutaito responds, gesturing to Barbar. Well, you won't say no to that with how sore your everything currently is. The only question is...what should you do to pass the time until your training officially begins?

>Get to know some of the other students, they might be just as interesting as Mutaito himself!
>See if you can get an early grasp on this 'ki' stuff...sure, you're supposed to be resting up, but your curiosity will kill you if you don't!
>Ask Azalea more about magic. It's pretty cerebral stuff, but who knows, maybe having even a small amount of knowledge about magic could help if you ever go up against demons or curses again in the future?
>Something Else? (Write-in)
Wow I forgot my trip that whole time

>>5577777
>Ask Azalea more about magic. It's pretty cerebral stuff, but who knows, maybe having even a small amount of knowledge about magic could help if you ever go up against demons or curses again in the future?

>>5577777
A truly auspicious get in a dragonball quest…

>>5577777
Just ended up reading the first thread and men, I really enjoyed it

>Ask Azalea more about magic. It's pretty cerebral stuff, but who knows, maybe having even a small amount of knowledge about magic could help if you ever go up against demons or curses again in the future?

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>>5577777
>Ask Azalea more about magic. It's pretty cerebral stuff, but who knows, maybe having even a small amount of knowledge about magic could help if you ever go up against demons or curses again in the future?
Nice get.

>>5577777
>Ask Azalea more about magic. It's pretty cerebral stuff, but who knows, maybe having even a small amount of knowledge about magic could help if you ever go up against demons or curses again in the future?

>>5577777
>>See if you can get an early grasp on this 'ki' stuff...sure, you're supposed to be resting up, but your curiosity will kill you if you don't!
QUINTS! Also, can't believe I've been sleeping on a fantasy adventure quest this good. Reading my way through Thread 1 now.

I hope we get ki control sometime, since while I love it thus far, it won't feel like Dragon Ball until we do.

>>5577777
>Ask Azalea more about magic. It's pretty cerebral stuff, but who knows, maybe having even a small amount of knowledge about magic could help if you ever go up against demons or curses again in the future?
With that many critfails, not even the Way of the Warrior could save us

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>>5577784
>>5577819
>>5577842
>>5577872
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>>5578052
Looks like we're going to get inquisitive! Let's see if all those times getting clocked in the face impacted your memory or not, though.
Two anons, roll 1d10 for wrapping your head around this little lesson!
Also thanks for the support, glad that y'all are liking things so far!

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>5578255

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>5578255
Don't mention it. This quest has been great fun, thank you for writing such a good one QM!

Rolled 1 (1d10)

rolling for unimportant satanic crit

>>5578678
Seem that somewhere in space, Piccolo Sr tripped and dropped his orange juice in the carpet while he wasn't paying attention

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>>5578678
eee good that one didnt count

>>5578680
Piccolo Sr doesn't even exist yet! Unless you subscribe to the theory that the nameless namekian was actually named Piccolo and King Piccolo just kept the name because of his pride or something like that.
Anyways, writing! Long day at work.

>>5578745
I may have merged Lord Slug and King Piccolo's stories in my head

>>5578745
aparrently the father of the "namless namekian" that defused into Kami and Piccolo was named Katas. Though Katas Died lon ago on namek

Rolled 4, 2, 18, 2, 8, 14 = 48 (6d20)

Ignore this roll. First five are Mutaito's, last one is Barbar's, with Barbar's dicepool reduced severely due to inexperience with what he tapped into against the curse.

>>5578787
Ganbatte Barbar!

While you're resting your bruised body, you decide to strike up a conversation with Azalea; you didn't want to do anything that might hinder the recovery process, so this was about the most you could safely do. "Hey Azalea, what actually is Magic? You said that Mutaito's 'Ki' stuff was just Human Magic, right?" You ask her over lunch.

"Huh? Oh, that's right, I did! I mean, it sounded pretty similar to how us Fairies use magic. It's just kind of an instinct, you know? You concentrate on the mana flowin' through you and say some magic words, and ka-pow! Zap! You make magic happen." She says proudly, pointing a finger at your nose and sending a tiny arc of electricity to it that barely even tingles. You rub your nose anyways, because now it just feels funny.

"That's all? Ahl and his Apprentice seemed to think it was a lot more complicated than that, they usually told me it'd take years to teach just the basics..." You reply, before taking another sip of your delicious dino stew.

"...Oh, right!" Azalea says, snapping her fingers. "Yeah, I guess I forgot about that. Humans have it way harder when it comes to magic, huh? If I remember correctly, Ahl said that Magic is about Belief, Willpower, and Ritual. You gotta believe that what you're gonna do is gonna happen, you gotta have the willpower to make it happen, and you gotta form some kind of a ritual to shape the mana you expel. Usually the ritual is supposed to reinforce the first two things after you practice with it a whole bunch, but I find that it's pretty easy to just do what I want, so I don't really use them." She says, wiggling her fingers mystically at you.

"So why would it take years to learn the basics...?" You wonder out loud, tilting your head.

"My guess is that Humans have a lot harder time using their Mana than us Fairies, and it just gets harder the later you start, which means it's EXTRA hard for you guys because you don't know how to naturally use your mana! You can't even feel it, supposedly." She says, shaking her head in a kind of pity for your kind.

"It gets harder? That's the first time I'm hearing that..." You reply.

"Think of it like this, kids know how to make-believe and actually have fun with nothing, right? But adults get all boring and weighed down by responsibilities and take on a realist mindset. Those things are anathema to magic! You gotta have a free spirit and imagination! There's always exceptions to the rule, of course, people who are just born talented or keep in touch with their inner child well into adulthood...but that's the general reason why you don't see salarymen that can teleport." She explains, and you slowly nod.

"Does that also go for the magic the Demons were using?" You follow up, briefly imagining someone as serious as Gerrato being 'in touch with their inner child'. Somehow, it just feels wrong to imagine that...

"Hmmm..." Azalea humms, hand on her chin in intense thought. She continues the noise for a full fifteen seconds, before shrugging. "I dunno! Look, Magic is a little different for everyone, as far as I know. I can tell you what it's like for me, and what it's like in general, but I can't tell you what it's like for specific people, or even what it's like for twisted things like Demons." She says, rubbing the back of her head.

"Ah, I see..." You trail off for a few moments. You do pick the subject back up with her after some delay, and end up talking about the specifics of magic for several hours that day. You learn that disrupting someone's concentration is the best way to make a spell backfire on the caster, which is certainly useful information to put away for later. You also learn that magic has virtually limitless applications as long as someone has enough Magical Power to pump into their spells, from creating matter out of thin air to predicting the very future or even drastically increasing one's lifespan to the point of practical immortality! You also try to learn a bit about Ahl's Theories of Enchantment, but that immediately proved to be much too obtuse for your mind to really grasp, unfortunately.

The next day, you watch Barbar's own match against Mutaito. Admittedly, your teacher fares a lot better than you did against the old master. While he does ultimately lose in the end, he actually scores several cuts and blows against the man, and forces Mutaito to use what you can only assume must be the perfected form of the Flash Lightning technique you went up against so long ago. It truly did change the tide in an instant, immediately reversing the pressure that Barbar had put on him and putting Barbar onto the defensive...and unfortunately for Barbar, he simply wasn't nimble enough to dodge consecutive blasts of lightning itself, not with his huge frame.

You still congratulate him on his showing as soon as he comes to, and treat him to a hearty meal to help him recover. You both agree that it would be wise to learn what you can here, given the undeniable skill of the master of this training academy. On the day that your training would begin, you approach the master with the rest of his class. He observes you tensely for a few moments, before speaking up.

"Crap, I forgot to get you a uniform. You don't really have to wear one if you don't want to, but they're designed to be unrestrictive, durable, and most importantly...easy to wash. That's fine, that's fine! We can get you one another day. For now, though...let's focus on your foundation!" He says, clapping his hands together. He then descends down into a cross-legged sitting position, all of his students immediately following suit.

You hesitate, but do so as well, alongside Barbar. "Feel the wind as it blows across your skin. Breathe in deeply, and follow the sensation it brings. Into your lungs. Through your blood. Across your entire body. Grasp that sensation...and bring it into your palm." He instructs, eyes closed as he holds his hand out. Motes of light float from his hand into the air just above it, coalescing into a glowing sphere of energy. None of the other students yet manage it, though you do see similar motes emanating from their hands but failing to coalesce.

You close your eyes and hold your palm out, ready to try. "Remember, there's nothing wrong with not being able to do it right away. Even if you can't grab it, feeling it is just fine. Internalize that feeling...don't ever forget it! And most importantly, don't doubt yourself. The energy is there, it's in all of us." He continues to motivate his students, which you suppose now includes you. Alright...you can do this!

>Four anons, roll 1d10! There are no critfails or crits here, it's simply to determine how long it takes you to get a grasp on the very basics of Ki. And for a vote...

>You decided to adopt Mutaito's Uniform, AND shaved your head - there must be a reason why the majority of his students did so.
>You wore Mutaito's uniform for training purposes, but there's no way you're shaving your head.
>You kept your own outfit, but shaved your head like everyone else. It'll grow back eventually!
>You always wore your own outfit, and you kept your bushy head of hair. You take pride in both!

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>5578822

>You decided to adopt Mutaito's Uniform, AND shaved your head - there must be a reason why the majority of his students did so.

Let’s adhere to protocol for now.

Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>5578822
>>You wore Mutaito's uniform for training purposes, but there's no way you're shaving your head.
>But make sure we keep our own uniform safe and don't discard our armor and claws

Surely we're not going to lose them, but I wanted to make sure. And hell no, we're not shaving! You can't shave a beautiful Tiger's fur, and mama said she liked it that way (I guess)

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>5578822

>>5578822
>>5578852

OH ALSO
>>You decided to adopt Mutaito's Uniform, AND shaved your head - there must be a reason why the majority of his students did so.
>Also glue some of your hair under your nose to simulate his mustache

(it'll grow back pretty fast anyway i imagine, could be worth to see what all the fuss is about)

Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>5578822
>You wore Mutaito's uniform for training purposes, but there's no way you're shaving your head.

Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>5578822
>You wore Mutaito's uniform for training purposes, but there's no way you're shaving your head.

>>5578822
>>You wore Mutaito's uniform for training purposes, but there's no way you're shaving your head.

Rolled 8, 9 = 17 (2d10)

>>5578831
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>>5578893
Not bad progress at all, young padawans. You're no immediate master, but you'll pick it up a lot quicker than most.
Oh, and for shits and giggles, let's see Harum's attempts to utilize ki.

>>5578971
Not bad, gorilla man.

>>5578822
>You wore Mutaito's uniform for training purposes, but there's no way you're shaving your head.

>>5578822
>You wore Mutaito's uniform for training purposes, but there's no way you're shaving your head.
Tiger pride!

You'd like to say that you were a natural, that you were able to harness the flow of ki within your body right then and there. Unfortunately, while you are undoubtably a highly talented youth, you could not simply learn something right away just by seeing it. On the first day, you were able to feel the flow of energy he was talking about, but the act of grasping it eluded you entirely - how could you possibly grab onto something ephemeral, to grasp something that practically seemed like an esoteric concept hiding within you? Luckily, within the first week, you found out how: you didn't need to hold it, but rather redirect it. It flows through your body like a river, so you had to raise or lower metaphysical dams within in order to urge that flow to go where you wanted.

While you were only able to get soft motes of light to emit from your palm and dissipate into thin air on the first day - an act you found thoroughly exhausting after just a few minutes - your friend Harum seems to have met with greater success, briefly blinking an orb much smaller and wobblier than Mutaito's into existence for just a few seconds before it fades, causing the gorilla-man to immediately pass out. You were initially concerned, but the old master assures you that it's perfectly normal for first-timers to exhaust themselves as such, and that he'll be right as rain once he wakes up and eats some good food.

During the second week, you started to wear the same uniform that the rest of the students wore, and though it was never actually brought up as any kind of requirement you privately refused to shave your head to match them. Mutaito didn't shave his head, and neither did two of the other students there, so you're keeping your glorious golden locks! More importantly, however, by the end of that second week you managed to produce one of those 'ki orbs' just like Mutaito and Harum had. Of course, the three of you are hardly the only ones in class capable of such a feat - Barbar and several other students, who were all capable of at least some amount of ki manipulation prior to your arrival, had been tasked with keeping their orbs up for as long as possible and condensing them into more solid forms.

After an unintended power nap, you woke up exhausted yet ecstatic for your achievement! Not only did your friends praise you for the success, but Mutaito and his students all seemed to be quite happy to see your progress, giving you a sense of unity in the group. In fact, the two young students who didn't shave their head both personally congratulate you, introducing themselves properly in the process.

"Not bad at all, newcomer! You matched Roshi's record." The one with flared-out hair states, laughing and slapping his counterpart 'Roshi' on the back.

"And slightly outdid Shen's. My first ki ball was a day before yours was, right?" Roshi fires back, grinning cheekily at his friend and poking him in the cheek, causing Shen to grit his teeth in a mix between a grin and a grimace.

"Maybe so, but I learned how to draw Ki out first! My progress just slowed a little bit when I helped show you how to do it after Master's classes, that's all." Shen rebukes, putting Roshi in a headlock and giving him a fierce looking noogie in the process. Perhaps you should say something to stop this from escalating further...

"Ahahah, well, I think Harum has all of us beat! And my first 'master', Barbar, he learned how to do it without any help at all just after seeing it once. They're way more impressive than me, to be honest." You reply, rubbing the back of your head sheepishly. Shen pauses to contemplate your words, allowing Roshi to pop himself out of the headlock.

"Yeah, that's true I suppose. How long have you been training with Barbar? Five years? Seven?" Shen asks, missing the mark by quite a lot.

"A little under two years, actually! I'm only eleven, you know. But I'll be twelve, soon!" You reply, thumping your chest with a fist in pride at the fact that you're not an old geezer yet. The news apparently shocks the two boys, who trip over themselves despite not having moved from their spots.

"Huh?!" "What?!" They both shout. "You're the same age as us?!"

"Yep! Heheh, I'm just a fast grower. Don't tell anyone, but the secret is to just want to reach the top shelf REALLY hard!" You reply, flexing a bicep and clasping a hand on it in a truly arrogant pose to show off the power of your advanced height. The envy of all shorties!

While they both stare at you incredulously for a few moments, Roshi is the one to speak up next. "That's just cheating, isn't it? Come on! How is that fair? The rest of us gotta take forever to get that big!" He complains, earning some more laughter from you. It's nothing you haven't heard back at your village, after all!

"Yeah, but you'll catch up to me someday! And I'll probably get gray hairs before you do, right?" You point out, which seems to calm the unruly lad.

"Ah...that's true! I'll be in my prime for way longer, since you gave up your youth...I'll be a total babe magnet for decades to come. Phew...that's a relief!" Roshi says, wiping nonexistent sweat off his forehead. You tilt your head curiously.

"What's a babe magnet?" You ask. Shen and Roshi seem to share a look, before Azalea flutters over and hops onto your shoulder. She whispers the true meaning of it in your ear, causing you to flush crimson with sudden embarrassment. You shake your head and wave your hands in front of you furiously. "Nevermind! Igottagoseeyouguyslater!" You say, excusing yourself with haste.

"What's a babe magnet?" You ask. Shen and Roshi seem to share a look, before Azalea flutters over and hops onto your shoulder. She whispers the true meaning of it in your ear, causing you to flush crimson with sudden embarrassment. You shake your head and wave your hands in front of you furiously. "Nevermind! Igottagoseeyouguyslater!" You say, excusing yourself with haste.

After that, weeks turned to months. And months came together into years, as you learned that there are apparent huge depths to the complexity of Ki that you had scarcely imagined there would be. Your friendship with Mutaito and his students grew, and of course your bond with your original group of friends too grew in kind. You stopped growing upwards, instead growing outwards as you refined your body and mind, becoming far superior to the Honta that first arrived at this academy.

>You planned to stay for only 5 years, just enough to truly meld Mutaito's Style and the Way of the Warrior together.
>You planned to stay indefinitely, wanting to learn everything you possibly could from Master Mutaito. Though, you're certain that his training would involve sending you out into the world once he thought you were ready.

Of course, during your training, you ended up discovering you did indeed have a talent when it came to Ki.

>Internalization: Enhancing yourself with your ki, using it to strike far harder than would otherwise be possible or defend against blows that would break lesser men, and maintaining efficiency in its use as it cycles throughout your body.
>Externalization: Projecting your ki outward, using it to assault your foes from afar, and manipulating it effectively once it leaves the body.
>Sensitivity: Tasting the depths of another's power, reading thoughts and intents through ki, seeing the flow of ki throughout another's body, treading a balance between Efficiency and Manipulation.

There will still be interactions done no matter whether you pick the 5-year or the indefinite option. It's just to see how long you're intending to stay with Mutaito.

Oh right, I forgot to announce this!
>Through the wonders of Ki, your dicepools are now upgraded to d20s!
>Seeing it as your obviously weakest point, Mutaito's training included some fairly rigorous study, increasing your Brains score to 3!

>>5579094
>You planned to stay for only 5 years, just enough to truly meld Mutaito's Style and the Way of the Warrior together.

Sensitivity: Tasting the depths of another's power, reading thoughts and intents through ki, seeing the flow of ki throughout another's body, treading a balance between Efficiency and Manipulation.

>>5579094
Will the rest of the original group be staying with us if we plan to be here indefinitely/leave in 5 years?

>>5579118
Yeah, your crew is staying with you.

>>5579094
>You planned to stay for only 5 years, just enough to truly meld Mutaito's Style and the Way of the Warrior together.
>Internalization: Enhancing yourself with your ki, using it to strike far harder than would otherwise be possible or defend against blows that would break lesser men, and maintaining efficiency in its use as it cycles throughout your body.
Kind of want to make our own style by merging all of the ones we find adventuring in the world together. Maybe even develop something like Yamcha's wolf totem, but a tiger.
By the way, does Barbar have a hometown? We should probably visit ot one day

>>5579094
>You planned to stay for only 5 years, just enough to truly meld Mutaito's Style and the Way of the Warrior together.
Mayne we should send a letter back home? Gotta give the folks back home better news than just a shout-out on a news channel that may not even have been visible at home.
>Enhancing yourself with your ki, using it to strike far harder than would otherwise be possible or defend against blows that would break lesser men, and maintaining efficiency in its use as it cycles throughout your body.
I imagine we can still figure out ranged Ki attacks, yes? I'm imagining Honta having a cutting Ki slice.

>>5579094

>You planned to stay for only 5 years, just enough to truly meld Mutaito's Style and the Way of the Warrior together.

We can’t stick around for too long, no doubt there are additional masters out there to learn from. We should start hunting styles (and recipes?) like we’ve hunted monsters.

Also, there’s a seed here for Honta - how can he collect all the styles if he is aging faster than everyone else? He’d have to find some way to slow down his aging or become functionally immortal.

>>5579094
>You planned to stay indefinitely, wanting to learn everything you possibly could from Master Mutaito. Though, you're certain that his training would involve sending you out into the world once he thought you were ready.
>>Internalization: Enhancing yourself with your ki, using it to strike far harder than would otherwise be possible or defend against blows that would break lesser men, and maintaining efficiency in its use as it cycles throughout your body.

>>5579145
Not in the traditional sense. Barbar’s people are nomadic, so while he does have a tribe, their location tends to change a lot. They can be found in the Diablo Desert and surrounding regions, though.
>>5579190
Letters are pretty doable here, Mutaito’s academy is right off of West City after all.
Yes, ranged attacks are still viable, this is just what Honta finds easiest and develops fastest in.
>>5579193
An astute observation, Honta indeed would probably want to find a way to extend his lifespan. Hybrids are actually rather unfortunate, outliving their fully bestial cousins, aging much more rapidly than their human cousins, and generally not being a people of their own due to rarity and generally decreased fertility. Their Hybrid Vigir does make up for those flaws a lot, though!

>>5579292
>They can be found in the Diablo Desert and surrounding regions, though.
That makes it easier, but it's still a huge part of the map to follow.
Talking about the map, I went to check the location of the diablo desert in relation to where we are, and I found out that the map you are using looks like the one from legacy of goku. Is that why the quest has the name?

>>5579119
Alright, in that case.

>>5579094
>You planned to stay indefinitely, wanting to learn everything you possibly could from Master Mutaito. Though, you're certain that his training would involve sending you out into the world once he thought you were ready.
We can really get that relation with Roshi and Shen going.

>Externalization: Projecting your ki outward, using it to assault your foes from afar, and manipulating it effectively once it leaves the body.
Kamehameha time.]

>>5579303
Naww, I came up with the name before I got the map. It's called Legacy because, if all works out as planned, you'll one day have your own school just like Turtle and Crane, to pass your teachings on to the best and brightest. I just chose that map because it gave clear detail to landscapes.

>>5579310
Nice, I was thinking of setting up the Tiger School if we don't settle down doing something else.

>>5579104
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>>5579305
Calling it now and writing! It looks like we'll only plan to stick around for five years, and then we're gonna jet. Oh, and rather uniquely compared to the others, Honta's specialization is Internalization! That'll definitely come into play when he develops his special techniques.

>Oh, and rather uniquely compared to the others, Honta's specialization is Internalization!

im fine witht his as long as we can create Ki-claws or something

>>5579341
I think internalization is how Yamcha does the Wolf Fang Fist.
So Ki-claws should work.

The training, you found, was a lot less direct than Barbar's methods were. While you did indeed spar against other students and against Master Mutaito every now and then, a great deal of the training involved honing your body through rigorous exercises, training your balance through increasingly difficult acrobatics, and learning a variety of forms and strikes that you could put into practice at a moment's notice. It seems that his training was intent on preparing you for any scenario, especially the ones that you weren't prepared for. Your technical expertise showed over the years, with even the prodigies Roshi and Shen being unable to best you in physical combat whenever you sparred against one of them - though you'll admit that both of them seemed better than you at manifesting their ki in various ranged attacks, with Roshi favoring the act of manipulating it into different esoteric forms like Flash Lightning and Shen favoring condensing his attacks into more damaging forms.

Throughout training, Mutaito also assigned you with rigorous studies, clearly intent on rectifying the fact that you're a relatively unlearned country bumpkin. Admittedly, you found your studies to be a lot more difficult to manage than the physical aspect of your training, with your brain often feeling fried at the end of a study session or frazzled during one of his impromptu tests. You do silently thank Kami for your time in the city, though, which helped you understand a lot of concepts that would have otherwise been complete nonsense to you. Funnily enough, Barbar was also subjected to this special type of training, and he tended to perform much more poorly than you on his tests; he'd always grumble and twitch his mustache in irritation, but seemed to accept that being brainy simply isn't his lot in life.

You're glad to say that you actually had a firm grasp on some of Mutaito's special techniques, and were in the middle of developing one of your own with Barbar. Though you were no master of them - merely competent with their use - you knew how to use Flash Lightning and that technique Mutaito used to redirect himself in midair during your first fight against him, which he apparently calls Air Step. Your own technique is one which spreads your ki into whatever weapon you happen to be wielding at the time, reinforcing it just like you would your own body, and giving it the ability to sear whatever it strikes similarly to the rather basic Ki Blasts you know how to do; in essence, you've been working on making your weapons a true extension of your body, a concept that appeals greatly to your Warrior's mindset. Perhaps one day you'll learn to extend your metaphysical claws without running them through a solid base like your Steel Claws first...

Ip change, am >>5579190

>>5579341
>>5579349
Define Ki Claws. Do you mean forming long claws like Honta's metal ones out of Ki or coating/fortifying his natural ones?
That actually makes me think of the Nanto styles from Fist of the North Star, being able to pierce or cut stone and metal with bare hands.

Socially, you admit that Mutaito's academy has been a wonderful stop for you. You would gladly include Roshi and Shen in your list of best friends, and while you're not as close to the rest of the students you still play and joke around with them regularly, with them tending to look up to you almost like a big-brother figure. You wrote letters back and forth with your parents weekly, their astonishment at your achievements only surpassed by their initial disapproval at you leaving with only a letter to notify them - they mail you some baked goods every now and then, and always find a way to ship you an entire birthday cake whenever that rolls around. You send and receive a LOT of mail from Lord Teal's castle, with Love Teal apparently being quite bored up there and spending the majority of her spare time writing to you whenever she isn't learning about politics or attending magic studies. Sadly, trying to mail Tento Mushi doesn't work nearly as well, with her island being a bit too isolated for couriers to easily get to...and while that does initially make you wonder how Teal's Castle is getting mail, you apparently learn they just have a mailbox installed at the base of the mountain that transports anything placed within up there.

Of course, around four years in, you're starting to get to that age where your body starts to notice the women in your life as a little more than just friends, hormones urging you into a somewhat more romantically inclined mindset. You're not really sure why they didn't kick in sooner, given how you grew up faster than everyone else in every other regard, but the reality is that you started to want a relationship with someone else.

>You pursued a relationship with Azalea, your oldest friend. Sure, there's a size difference, but that's easily fixed just by visiting a fairy circle. Besides, she's always seemed interested!
>Though the distance between you is large, you found yourself in a long-distance relationship with Love Teal. Gen did offer you her hand in marriage once, and she's got even better manners than you were raised with - you can respect that!
>There was a local named FanFan that you actually got to know quite well. You weren't really together, but you made your interest clear, and while there may be some competition in the future, you promised yourself that you wouldn't lose. You were infatuated.
>You stayed single, unwilling to let these thoughts distract you...and perhaps a little afraid to change the nature of your relationships with your friends. There was no guarantee the change would end well, after all, and you'd hate to have a falling out just because of a silly romantic drive.

This isn't locking in a choice, it's teen dating after all. You'll have plenty of time to change if it doesn't work out, but who knows - it might go far!

>>5579358
>There was a local named FanFan that you actually got to know quite well. You weren't really together, but you made your interest clear, and while there may be some competition in the future, you promised yourself that you wouldn't lose. You were infatuated.

>>5579358
>Though the distance between you is large, you found yourself in a long-distance relationship with Love Teal. Gen did offer you her hand in marriage once, and she's got even better manners than you were raised with - you can respect that!

>>5579357
I thought of the second one, or even coating the the metal claws.
But maybe Ki sabers could be possible too.

>>5579358
>You pursued a relationship with Azalea, your oldest friend. Sure, there's a size difference, but that's easily fixed just by visiting a fairy circle. Besides, she's always seemed interested!
Gigantic cat man plus tiny fairy would be hilarious

>>5579358
>Though the distance between you is large, you found yourself in a long-distance relationship with Love Teal. Gen did offer you her hand in marriage once, and she's got even better manners than you were raised with - you can respect that!

>>5579358
>Though the distance between you is large, you found yourself in a long-distance relationship with Love Teal. Gen did offer you her hand in marriage once, and she's got even better manners than you were raised with - you can respect that!
Oh boy, risking long-distance is standard for a first-romance!

Unrelated but! Assuming we manage to found a martial arts school of our own, basing it at the mountains just appeals to me like crazy - just getting there will weed out the weaker aspiring students!

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>>5579357
>>5579349
im thinking like yamcha kinda ig yeah. Pic related is kinda what i was thinking

>>5579358
>You pursued a relationship with Azalea, your oldest friend. Sure, there's a size difference, but that's easily fixed just by visiting a fairy circle. Besides, she's always seemed interested!

>>5579387
Hell yeah.

>>5579358
>>You stayed single, unwilling to let these thoughts distract you...and perhaps a little afraid to change the nature of your relationships with your friends. There was no guarantee the change would end well, after all, and you'd hate to have a falling out just because of a silly romantic drive.

like a doting parent im not ready for our tiger to date yet

>>5579360
I'll swap votes, was on the fence.
>You stayed single, unwilling to let these thoughts distract you...and perhaps a little afraid to change the nature of your relationships with your friends. There was no guarantee the change would end well, after all, and you'd hate to have a falling out just because of a silly romantic drive.

>>5579358
>>5579391
Changing vote to:
>>You stayed single, unwilling to let these thoughts distract you...and perhaps a little afraid to change the nature of your relationships with your friends. There was no guarantee the change would end well, after all, and you'd hate to have a falling out just because of a silly romantic drive.
On second thought it's still the second thread, let's not jump into this.

>>5579368
True.
Also the one with the most drastic lifespan difference, sadly. But maybe that can change if you stumble across the right stuff.

just hoping our stunted romantic life wont make us extra weak to womenly charms

>>5579406
:)
easily embarassed and flustered

>>5579398
Swapping to
>There was a local named FanFan that you actually got to know quite well. You weren't really together, but you made your interest clear, and while there may be some competition in the future, you promised yourself that you wouldn't lose. You were infatuated.

>>5579407
Hopefully we don't end up like Roshi either if we do start getting interested in romance that guy is a different level of easily embarrassed and flustered, hah.

>>5579414
I can say with near certainty that it's very unlikely to happen. Honta doesn't really have the personality of a 'playa', nor is he ever really bound to be excessively perverted. He's too polite for that! He'd never be able to look his parents in the eyes if he became a pervert.

>>5579407
Wait, you mean Honta would be like Yamcha?

>>5579420
I bet we're going to get some 'tips' from looking at Master Roshi's attempts with FanFan, lmao (well, if we go down the route of rivals for her with him and Sheng at least).
Honestly I'd like to see if we can make Roshi and Sheng stay friends (or at least personally be on good terms with them), and I feel like going after FanFan could stop any possible reconciliation before it even begins.

>>5579361
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>>5579408
Calling it! It looks like you're trying for a long-distance relationship. Pretty bold move, considering how often those fall apart given the difficulties involved. Honestly surprised at the result, I expected the tomboy fairy to win!
Writing!

>>5579502
Honta values the friendship too much to risk ruining it. classic trope i'd say

>>5579502
I really like her, but I didn't want to risk ruining our friendship, and I kind of wanted to see more of Teal's character since there wasn't much time to interact with her.

I feel like Teal would write honta poetry or something

>>5579504
>>5579505
Of course, of course. Getting some experience navigating the eldritch mazes that are a woman's mind first is probably a good idea anyways. Speaking of which...
Three anons, roll me a d20 to see how well you can start and maintain a long-distance relationship over the fifth year!

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>5579508
threshold upgrade baybee

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>5579507
She definitely would
>>5579508

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>5579508

Honestly not sure how this is going to go

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>>5579521
saved

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>>5579521
Not too bad at all, my friend! You certainly do know how to capture a young maiden's heart. I suppose the only question would be if she can capture yours. But that, of course, is for you to decide later.

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>>5579524
First thing I thought seeing that image

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>>5579532
And now with tiger stripes

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>>5579541
this was the result i was highkey hoping for

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>>5579559
Then don't mind if I do

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>>5579570
Honta's thinking about cooking some fresh meat
Or his first time drinking

>>5579571
Honta after getting decked in the face by a particularly strong fist

During your last year at Mutaito's Academy, your mind focused on the memories of a beautiful girl you once saved - the captivating Love Teal, who was charming enough to even capture the affections of a demon, not that she wanted them. Your written conversations with her grew more frequent, starting to delve into more personal topics...but you find yourself at a bit of a wall, unsure how to broach the subject of becoming involved with one another. You actually spent more than a few hours smothering yourself with a pillow out of embarassment and frustration with your inability to come up with something, before your actions inevitably catch the attention of none of than your self-proclaimed babe magnet of a friend: Roshi.

"Man, I can't believe you're losing against a pillow. That's kind of sad, isn't it?" He says with a mirthful tone, leaning against the doorway he'd almost walked past before he had spotted you in your room. "What's got you all bent out of shape?" He asks, eyebrows raised up above his now-trademark shades. You throw the pillow at his face, which he catches with a laugh, and you sit up a groan.

"It's dumb." You say, hesitant to spill the beans.

"Since when did we avoid talking about things just because they were dumb? Come on, don't make me hypnotize it out of you." He shoots back, providing a very real threat given what you know of his capabilities.

"Alright, alright. It's just, you know...I've been thinking about getting together with this girl I know. Love, you know, Lord Teal's girl that I told you about. I just don't really know how to do it." You reply, flushing red with the admission. Somehow, things like this feel way harder than things like going up against malevolent demons...

"Ohhh, is that all? Well, you're in luck! I'm the smoothest playboy that's ever graced planet Earth, you know. Just call me Master Roshi, because I can teach you everything there is to know about capturing the love and admiration of the finest babes known to man." He boasts, shooting you a double-fingergun gesture and grinning widely.

"I...am not calling you that." You say, laughing at the idea. Honestly, he still had a long way to go before he was anything close to a master of anything!

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"Fine, fine, suit yourself. So anyways, here's the plan...you just gotta use a little system I cooked up. It's called the R.O.S.H.I. System. The first step is Rendering her speechless: You gotta impress the girl. You've already kind of got that part in the bag, from what you've told me before, so hey - already partway there! The next step is to Overcome your hesitation. You know what you want, so take it! Just throw the question out there, be direct. If she rejects you at this step, don't worry...then you move on to step three, Substituting your offer with something smaller that they're willing to take. It's like haggling, start strong and then dial it back! On step four, you need to be Humble - she's already impressed with you, if you keep trying to impress her nonstop it'll just make her think you're egotistical. And finally...you want to impr-" He explains his process in almost full detail, before crumpling onto the floor when a hand chops him on a pressure point located at the back of his neck.

Shen steps over his friend's body, bending over a moment to tuck your pillow under Roshi's head. "Sorry, I just had to interrupt that. You can't listen to this fool when it comes to love advice, he's never even kissed a girl before!" Shen says with a laugh, causing you to furrow your brows.

"Huh, really? But he said he had a system and everything!" You exclaim.

"Yeah, but it's never once worked. No, what you want to do to win a girl's heart is use the S.H.E.N. system..." He starts to say. Needless to say, that night is full of conflicting information from the two people, with Shen's system apparently favoring an aggressive approach to seize the affection you want as opposed to Roshi's system of making them infatuated with you first. Honestly, you regret even raising the subject with them, but you thankfully manage to avoid an argument on who has the better method by saying you'll take their advice into consideration but will likely just wing it like you do most things.

You ultimately asked her out by asking if you were to need to court her to someday marry her like her father suggested, which she responded to quite positively, asking her if such a thing was indeed what you planned to do. After some coy back and forths as such, you do become an official item, and your conversations turn considerably more intimate over the next few months. She commonly sent you heartfelt poems, of both her feelings towards you and of the beauty she sees in the world around her, of her memories of your valor and of the pleasant dreams she now has thanks to you freeing her. She often referred to you as her knight in shining armor after you sent pictures of yourself in your newest gear to her, and you often teased her in turn about being like a princess from a fairy tale.

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You came to learn that while she is indeed being groomed to one day take over her father's position, her true passion lies in music. She can apparently sing with a great degree of skill, and is no less talented when it comes to playing each and every one of the instruments available to her at the castle - though she specializes in the harp it seems. She dreams of someday letting her voice reach everyone in the world, to let everyone know just how she truly feels through the emotions embedded within her songs.

About six months into your relationship, you actually recieve a parcel from her in the form of a polished crystal stone. The letter that came with the package explained that whenever two people hold their respective stones and think of each other, they can see images of one another in its reflection, and hear each other as though they were just a room away. You tried it out immediately, of course, and were able to finally converse with her in realtime after all this time - it was honestly an amazing piece of magic! Your conversed with her every night since you got it, and even talked with your other friends at the castle from time to time - Gen was starting to plump up from his feasting, apparently, and Ahl seems to have gone into retirement now that Yang has learned everything he could teach her. Yang had apparently gone out into the world herself, seeking some legendary figure known as 'Baba' to continue her studies even further.

Of course, there was one incident where you'd woken up at around midnight to see the stone softly glowing as it often does when someone is holding it...you had picked it up to peer within it, only to see Love apparently taking a late night bath, idly thinking about you with her eyes closed while fiddling with her own stone. In a panic, you threw your stone across the room and into a pile of clothes, and for the next week you were completely redfaced when talking to her. She eventually weaseled the reason out of you, which caused her to be quite flushed as well, though after another month you both got over it. You still think about it quite often, though.

Romance aside, you eventually reached five years of hard practice under Mutaito. You and he both knew you'd achieved what you wanted - you had not only become an expert in his style, but you had melded the best parts of it into the Way of the Warrior. Mutaito himself seems to have picked up and assimilated all the best parts of your own style in the course of training you, showing the man's talent for what he does. Your respect for him cannot be overstated enough. You extend your usual offer to join you to not only Roshi and Shen, but to Master Mutaito himself. Mutaito declines it respectfully, but Roshi and Shen actually seem torn between the two options. Ultimately, the two boys that you've come to see as brothers decline, giving a bittersweet farewell to you and promising to show you just how much progress they make when you one day meet again. It wasn't raining that day, but you still felt some water dripping down your cheeks.

>You'd heard rumors of a mysterious Master Korin near Yahho. You would make your way there to conquer his tower.
>This strange figure 'baba' that Yang is seeking out may be a good place for you to start. You hear she's in the great western desert...
>You explored the islands of the world, isolated and unknown as they are...
>You heard of the harshest place in the world, Yunzabit Heights, and sought to conquer them.
>Some other destination comes to mind...

>>5579609
>You heard of the harshest place in the world, Yunzabit Heights, and sought to conquer them.

>>5579609
>>You'd heard rumors of a mysterious Master Korin near Yahho. You would make your way there to conquer his tower.
Learn ALL the styles.
Also we will pass by the diablo desert in the way there, maybe we will get to see Barbar's tribe.

>>5579609
>You'd heard rumors of a mysterious Master Korin near Yahho. You would make your way there to conquer his tower.
This is what Master Roshi did to get stronger first, right?
I liked the update, the mushy romance stuff is good every once in a while.

>>5579609
>Some other destination comes to mind...
I think it's time to hunt another deadly monstrous beast!

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>>5579624
That's actually in the opposite direction.
But honestly, the world is round, so if you just kept going past Korin's tower you'd wrap around to the Diablo Desert in a lot less time than it'd take if you went all the way back on land.
This map may help a little bit more!

>>5579607
Hoping we someday meet Ahl on his vacation

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>>5579634
forgot pic related

>>5579609
>>You heard of the harshest place in the world, Yunzabit Heights, and sought to conquer them.
Let's head back to nature for a while.

>>5579609
>>You heard of the harshest place in the world, Yunzabit Heights, and sought to conquer them.

>also we should think about visiting our long distance girlfriend at least once during this year

>>5579633
Oh well, I guess we can leave it for the future.
I still want to meet the funny cat

>>5579627
He actually hasn't gone there quite yet, but will relatively soonish.
If it helps:
We're currently at age 447. Roshi and Shen are supposed to fight over FanFan during age 448. Roshi climbs Korin Tower during Age 450, and trains with Korin until Age 453.
King Piccolo will be 'born' and start his rampage on Age 461. Fourteen years left until then...enjoy the peace while it lasts, and pray you're strong enough when the time comes.

>>5579502
>missed the waifu vote because I was too busy catching up and working
NOOOOOooo, oooh, okay. This is honestly pretty based. I like Azalea most, but this has promise.

>>5579609
>You heard of the harshest place in the world, Yunzabit Heights, and sought to conquer them.
>also we should think about visiting our long distance girlfriend at least once during this year

>>5579609
>>5579647 +1

>>5579823
Dw it will probs be the first of many. Unless tigers mate for life or something idk

>>5579980
Our dad did. Also, princesses sure do. But Love S. Teal a cute, sl that's fine.

>>5579609
>You explored the islands of the world, isolated and unknown as they are...
DO WHAT YOU WANT 'CAUSE A PIRATE'S TREASURE IS FREE

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>>5579612
>>5579624
>>5579627
>>5579629
>>5579644
>>5579647
>>5579823
>>5580014
It looks like we're heading for Yunzabit Heights.
Perhaps there we may learn that Earth is not alone...

>>5580047
Tigerman steals alien's space car, more news at eleven

Rolled 18, 7, 3, 12 = 40 (4d20)

You knew exactly where you wanted - no, needed to go next. Over the course of your stay with Mutaito, you had hears rumors about the most inhospitable place on the planet - a place where not a single creature has ever been spotted, in part due to how extremely difficult it is due to traverse it. Many believe that it's truly impossible for anything to even survive there, so it's thought to be entirely desolate and without life. It sounds like just the challenge you need to see how far you've come.

Stepping outside of the gates of the academy, you turn to your three friends that have been with you through thick and thin, who opted to stay with you as always. Azalea looks cute the same as she always does and has changed little over the past five years, and Barbar looks to be even more muscular than when you first met him, but Harum shows a significant difference - the gorillaman truly swelled up in size over the past five years, now standing two heads taller than you and with more muscle than three of you packed together due to his naturally large frame. Despite this, you noticed whenever you sparred with him that physical strength still isn't his strong suit, and he seemed to be by and large most inclined towards manipulating his ki externally as opposed to internally like you.

As you all go to climb into the truck, you notice that Harum actually seems physically incapable of fitting into the drivers seat like he used to - there's just too much bulk for it, he can't even slip through the doorway let alone sit inside. After a minute's struggle, he steps aside and shuts the door, silent for a few moments.

"You know, maybe we should just run there. It'd be good training, right?" He suggests, seemingly ignoring the fact that the idea only came about because of necessity.

"Good idea, Harum! A light jog should warm us up for when we get there." You say, hopping out of the truck again and stretching your legs in preparation. Barbar grunts in approval, an amused smirk on his face, and joins you in your stretches.

"So, you want to make it a race, huh? A bold idea from Bae, I didn't think he'd have it in him." Azalea says, somehow now wearing a professional runner's suit with a small sign over her chest proclaiming her name and city of origin. "Unfortunately for you guys, I was a gold medalist at the last Faelympics competition! So, what's the prize gonna be?" She asks with an actual visible fire in her eyes.

"What? I didn't say anything about racing-" Harum tries to refuse the idea, before Azalea cuts him off.

"There's no takebacks, Harum! But if you can't think of a prize, I'll name it. No, wait! A penalty. The last one to the finish line has to go the rest of the way there doing a handstand! We can make the finish line the coastline on the horizon, to make it easy!" She says enthusiastically, now holding a whistle that's half the size of her entire body and blowing into it to signal the start.

>Four anons, 1d20!

Rolled 16, 16, 16 = 48 (3d20)

>>5580080
Barbar's going strong, to be expected from him.
Let's see Harum and Azalea's rolls, with Harum being the first two and Azalea being the last one.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>5580080

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>5580080
>>5580083
Nice triple 16s

>>5580085
Mondo cool, anon

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>5580083

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>5580080
TIger speed!
>>5580097
oh no, we fell down a ravine at the last stretch.

>>5580085
>>5580097
We ran faster then everyone else, tripped, and ended up rolling all the way to the finish line.
At least we still won?

Rolled 2 (1d2)

tiebreaker for harum and azalea btw, just reached that point in writing

You laugh at Azalea's antics, looking over to your other friends to gauge their reactions only to see Barbar having already busted into a fully sprint, nothing more than a cloud of dust left behind and a trail indicating where he went. God damn it, Barbar!

You immediately break into a sprint as well, but find it difficult to break the gap between the two of you caused by his head-start. While you do slowly gain on him, you're sure that he'll redouble his efforts if he notices as much. Your pupils dilate as you watch Barbar, your gait slowly shifting into a more natural motion as the instinct to catch up to him settles into your brain and dulls everything in the world except your target. Your upper body shifts forward to reduce drag, your boots rip into the ground beneath them as you launch yourself forward with every step, and using Mutaito's air-step technique you grab onto the air itself in front of you to pull yourself forward at ever-increasing speeds with your hands - its a full body run that almost feels like an extreme form of swimming, and its efficacy can't be doubted as you finally catch up to Barbar...

...And then blast past him entirely, now leaving him in the dust instead. It's not enough to avoid losing, you're in this to win it! With speeds far faster than any car could manage, you find yourself moving through the Dead Field that you've trained in every now and then with Mutaito. It's a rather dangerous place with many deadly creatures roaming it, but you've long since surpassed the might of anything that can be found here - even when a cousin of the Ferocisaurus wanders into your running path and tries to take a bite out of you, you simply plant a boot on its face and jump over it using its own skull as a foothold.

Once you're certain that your lead is absolute, you look behind you to see just how everyone else is doing. Barbar is a good two hundred feet behind you but getting further away with each moment that passes, while Harum and Azalea seem to be neck and neck off in the distance - honestly both surprising and impressive to you given how small and lacking in power Azalea is. Your thoughts are suddenly interrupted, however, when you slam face-first into what feels like a brick wall...perhaps you should have been more aware of what was ahead of you, given how fast you're travelling.

Stumbling back with stars circling your head, you clutch your face with a grimace of pain. "Oogh, that one's gonna bruise!" You exclaim to yourself, before your doubled vision starts to focus again and you can see exactly what you ran into. Or who, rather; it seems that you ran directly into a tall yet extremely well-built man, bearing light blue skin and gravity-defying white hair. He's adorned in what you could only resonably call 'A fashionista's idea of warrior garb', and seems entirely undisturbed by the fact that you ran into him at speeds rivalling a jet.

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"Rather rude to run into someone without apologizing, don't you think?" He suggests, offhandedly dusting off the front of his armor that you impacted. He is, of course, entirely right.

"O-oh! I didn't even know, I'm sorry! I thought I ran into the side of a building or something...you're not hurt, are you? I can help with that if you are!" You quickly say, mortified at the idea of hurting someone else with your carelessness. Although, now that you think about it, he doesn't look like he has even a scratch on him.

"Oh, no, I'm quite fine. It would take far more than you could bring to bear to hurt me, I assure you." He says with a grin that exposes his naturally fanglike canines. "What has you in such a hurry anyways?"

"Ah, that's right! I'm in a race with my friends." You says, smiling back for a moment before it turns to a sudden frown. "Oh no! I'm in a race! I forgot for a moment!" You state with a shock, looking around to see if you've been passed. You...actually notice the coastline on the horizon, now that you're looking, and Barbar has slowed to a stop with Harum and Azalea not too far away. Looks like it'll probably be a photo finish for them.

"How quaint. You all seem well traveled, such a diverse group. Would you mind if I asked you a few questions?" The man asked, idly glancing over at a stump of wood left in the ground about five hundred feet away. He points a finger at it and then swipes it in the opposite direction, the stump pulling itself from the ground effortlessly and making its way over to him. Whatever force pulled it away sets it down, and he sits atop it now, seemingly comfortable with it.

"Woah! That's an amazing technique! How'd you do th-" You almost ask, before remembering that he asked first. "I mean...yeah, sure, I'll answer some questions if you want!" You correct yourself, avoiding that social landmine. Smooth as silk, Honta!

The man chuckles briefly, before asking his question. "Have you ever seen a man with green skin? I'm tracking down a terrible criminal, you see, and recording the evidence of his crimes across the world. If you've even heard offhand of a single misdeed committed by them, I simply must know about it." He explains.

"A green man...? No, I can't say I have. Never even heard of that, to be honest!" You reply, tilting your head in confusion. What are they, part plant or something...? You can't really think on why someone would be green, of all things.

"Ahh...a pity. If you ever come across anything, please, don't hesitate to reach out to me. I live at my master's palace in the Red Sea." He offers, extending a hand to politely shake yours. You reciprocate the gesture of course. Still, another Master in the world? Perhaps visiting there one day might be worthwhile...

"Alright, will do, Mister! I forgot to introduce myself, by the way. I'm Honta! Wyald Honta!" You say, nodding at him.

"Spice. Just Spice, my people don't really have surnames." He replies. "Till we meet again then, Honta. If you ever become strong, I'll be looking forward to fighting you one day." He finishes off, rather strangely. He launches himself off of the stump he was sitting on, and his body becomes wrapped in an aura of energy as he blasts westwards. What an incredibly odd fellow, with amazing techniques...

"What an incredibly dangerous fellow." Barbar remarks, almost mirroring your thoughts. "With an incredibly evil disposition. I could feel it while he was talking, his true thoughts are nothing like how he acted. I think he had some ulterior motive when it comes to that green man he spoke of." He says, his frown deepening.

"Huh? But he seemed so polite!" You point out, unsure how Barbar could have reached such a conclusion. Then again, you've known for a while now that Barbar seemed to be the most Sensitive to the nuances of ki than you and Harum were.

"A mask of convenience, I'm sure. There was unmistakable cruelty in his smile. You musn't allow yourself to be taken off guard by such tricks in the future, Honta." He warns, moving over to pat you on the shoulder. By now, Harum and Azalea finally arrive, with Azalea just BARELY eking out a win by a wing's length.

"Aw, dang it!" Harum says, panting from exertion. "I can't believe I lost! You don't even exercise!" Harum points out to Azalea, who has now manifested a bronze medal around her neck.

"Well, you know what they say, you snooze you lose! And you snost, so you lost." She taunts back, pulling her eyelid down with one finger and sticking her tongue out at him. "Which means you have to do the rest of the trip on your hands!"

With some grumbles and complaints, Harum inverts himself to stand on his hands - a task that's practically second nature for all of you now thanks to training with Mutaito. "Alright, alright. Let's just get there quickly then. By the way, who was that guy you were all talking to?"

"Some guy named Spice, looking for a green fellow. Barbar seems to think he's evil, but I don't know, he seemed pretty nice to me." You explain. Harum's head swivels over to Barbar, and Barbar stares back silently for a few moments.

"No, it wasn't a race thing. He just had evil energy." Barbar explains.

"Uh-huh. Suuuure..." Harum replies, clearly convinced. Barbar's mustache twitches as he grumbles in frustration.

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You continue on towards the coast, eventually making your way to a sandy beach. You've actually never been to a beach before, but you thought they were supposed to be warm and fun! This beach is covered in sharp looking rocks, the water looks positively frigid, and the overcast sky definitely doesn't lend any appeal to it. Well, at any rate, you can't get to Yunzabit Heights without crossing this sea first! The only question is how you want to do it.

>Try to swim across it. It'll be a fierce battle against the tides, but also good training.
>See if you can get a boat or a seaplane to take you across. You don't trust the dark depths of that sea.
>Something else?

>>5580413
>See if you can get a boat or a seaplane to take you across. You don't trust the dark depths of that sea.
Our cat nature demands that we refuses to get wet in such cold water

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>forgot the dead field pic
kill me

>>5580413
>Try to swim across it. It'll be a fierce battle against the tides, but also good training.
Danger? What danger?

>>5580413
>>Try to swim across it. It'll be a fierce battle against the tides, but also good training.
As someone who knows fuck all about the non-manga stuff I'll just assume that he's totally not evil at all and call it a day.
Surely.

>>5580413

>Try to swim across it. It'll be a fierce battle against the tides, but also good training.

>>5580430
He's polite, how could someone that polite possibly be evil?
There's no way he's looking to disqualify his master's competitor with evidence of bad actions, real or not

Rolled 8, 15, 10, 6, 10, 20 = 69 (6d20)

>>5580415
>>5580419
>>5580430
>>5580451
Alright, it's time to swim!
Wait a minute, has Honta ever actually gone swimming before?
Three rolls of 1d20 for me! First four here are Barbar's, next two are Harum's, and Azalea...she's just going to fly over. She doesn't vibe with swimming.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>5580690

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>5580690
Harum is an olympic swimmer

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>5580690
cat+water=bad idea

>>5580691
>>5580692
>>5580701
As shrimple as that! Writing.

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>>5580720
Lore appropiated

>>5580701
Nice!

>>5580720
Truth. Now, how are gorillas and plains barbarians...?

We're no sayayin, but, what are we getting?... I say something more akin to the transformation that Gohan had in the last movie if we cling to our beastman blood, or even something more if we soon find the way to have a much large lifespan

>>5580813
QM said something about tapping into our beastman blood.
We will get earn those stripes

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There's no doubt about it - you're gonna swim across it! Like hell would you pass up the opportunity for a good workout like that. That being said, it does seem awfully cold, and you don't really want to have wet clothes if Yunzabit Heights are going to be even colder, so you and Barbar proactively strip down to just your undergarments, bundling them up tightly and using some cord to tie the bundles to the top of your heads. It looks silly, sure, but it won't be so silly when you're nice and dry!

You stride into the waters from the beach, clenching your jaw to stop your teeth from clattering at the sheer cold that the icy brine seeps into you. Fighting off the feeling, you wade further in, until finally you're forced to swim. One arm after the other, legs kicking rapidly, you start to steadily ramp up your speed on your way to the mountainous island. Looking behind you, Barbar seems to be doing just fine - if a bit slower than you due to his general dislike of all things cold - while Harum actually seems to have taken a different approach. The monkey man is hopping over the very surface of the sea, clearly using a mixture of air-step and good old-fashioned raw speed to his advantage. Damn, why didn't you think of that?

While you're considering how hard it would be to lift yourself out of the water to copy Harum, you hear a sudden shout of surprise from Barbar. He's now stopped in place and seeming to grab at something wrapped around him - something thick and black that almost resembles a tree root seems to have hoisted him momentarily out of the water. Before whatever that is can do much, Harum points two fingers at the limb, shouting out "Flash Lightning!" to make a familiar bolt of electricity shoot towards it in an instant.

To your surprise, rather than going into Barbar because of all the water around, all of the electricity actually goes directly into the mysterious beast through its appendage, lighting up its form in the dark and churning waters - it appears to be a rather massive octopus, though you'd never actually seen one before. The beast seems to go limp, its grip on Barbar slackening, and the older warrior takes the chance to grab it and drag it with him the rest of the way.

It's only about twenty minute swim for you all, given how fast you are now, but you have to admit that those waters really do know how to suck all the heat out of someone. There's no actual beach to enter Yunzabit heights from, merely a fifty foot high cliff face for you all to climb, but once you're up there you finally have a chance to catch your breath. You apply a quick burst of your ki to blow the water off of yourself and get dressed once more, looking over to Barbar's massive catch. You're wondering what the best way to prepare it would be, but you don't happen to see any sources of firewood around at all - this island looks completely devoid of anything and everything other than grass, ice, and dirt as far as you can tell. Well, it's hardly the best way to grill something, but you can always just roast it lightly with your ki you suppose...

As you all sit around eating lunch, with the terrible winds trying to blow you this way and that way, you shout over the winds to start a conversation. "HEY HARUM!"

"WHAT?" He shouts back.

"HOW DID YOU KNOW THAT ATTACK WOULDN'T HURT BARBAR?" You ask to the best of your ability.

"OH, IT'S SIMPLE! ELECTRICITY FOLLOWS THE PATH OF LEAST RESISTANCE. HUMAN SKIN IS A LOT MORE RESISTANT THAN WATER! AND OCTOPI ARE A LESS RESISTANT THAN THE WATER, TOO! SO IT ALL WENT INTO THIS GUY!" Harum explains, having to take a few breaths just to shout the full explanation out. He gestures to the grilled giant octopus at the end. You nod, suddenly finding it a little too tedious to carry on a conversation in a place like this. Honestly, the wind is howling louder than an entire pack of wolves right now! Poor Azalea has to hide in your bag, lest she be blown away instantly.

You're here, the question is...what exactly was your plan here?

>You wanted to explore every inch of this place, see if the rumors were true about it being completely devoid of life. Maybe you'll find some ultra-rare creature, or hidden treasures...
>You'd find the single worst spot on this entire island, and train yourself there. You'd need to perfect your ki regulation just to survive in a place this inhospitable, and once that's done practically no environment would be too harsh for you!
>Something else?

>>5580816
That means next time we need to kill a Ferocisaurus with only our claws, no allies, whole animal hunting

>>5580826
>You wanted to explore every inch of this place, see if the rumors were true about it being completely devoid of life. Maybe you'll find some ultra-rare creature, or hidden treasures...

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>>5580813
I have a few different ideas kicking around in my head, like the OP pic and pic related.
Depends on how far things end up going! Something like the spoilered image here would really be more Z-territory.

>>5580826
>You wanted to explore every inch of this place, see if the rumors were true about it being completely devoid of life. Maybe you'll find some ultra-rare creature, or hidden treasures...
>Seek for some place that works for Shelter, and if there's none, try and dig a hole in a mountain with our Raw Power + Ki and Harum Ki Projection
>Chop the Squid and try to find a way to preserve it in case we don't find any other meal.

>>5580830
Legend reference
kino

>>5580830
Ah hell yeah, that's cool. Tho I guess that's something we're going to REALLY try to achieve with only our Ki mastery, right? We're not saiyans after all.

>>5580840
True, but you're also not wholly human. Beastpeople themselves don't seem that remarkable, and earthlings in general are usually pretty mid, but hey - toriyama loves his hybrids. Hybrid vigor is one hell of a drug. You become better than either of your components.

>>5580826
>>You'd find the single worst spot on this entire island, and train yourself there. You'd need to perfect your ki regulation just to survive in a place this inhospitable, and once that's done practically no environment would be too harsh for you!

>>5580826
>You'd find the single worst spot on this entire island, and train yourself there. You'd need to perfect your ki regulation just to survive in a place this inhospitable, and once that's done practically no environment would be too harsh for you!

>>5580852
>>5580883

this seems like a good plan

>>5580832
Supporting.

>>5580826

>>5580826
>Something else?
See if you can find animal tracks. Whatever kind of beast capable of surviving here must be fierce indeed.

>>5580826
>You'd find the single worst spot on this entire island, and train yourself there. You'd need to perfect your ki regulation just to survive in a place this inhospitable, and once that's done practically no environment would be too harsh for you!

>>5580828
>>5580832
>>5580852
>>5580883
>>5580931
>>5580960
>>5581098
>>5581140
Looks like the plan is to get ascetic with this shit!
You might still find something interesting in your search for the single worst spot on the island.
At any rate, three anons can roll me a d20 for toughing it out!

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>5581475

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>5581475

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>5581475

We have accidentally found an onsen hotel and decided that it is the best place to train.

>>5581484
Oh no

>>5581484
There are so many ones recently... and not just in this quest!

>>5581476
>>5581477
>>5581484
local cat HATES being cold. I guess you and barbar have something in common!

>>5581542
You dropped your trip

>>5581561
The octopus must have hit it off

Now that you've seen just how harsh this place is for yourself, you know that it's the perfect environment for your next step in training. You would seek out the single most inhospitable place on this island, where all of the factors that make it hell to live on are at their worst, and you would live there. Day after day, possibly even weeks or months, until you manage to overcome the environment entirely. And once you do that, no environment capable of being found on Earth would ever phase you again. It'd also do wonders for refining your internal ki cycling, as you're pretty sure that will be the key to surviving here.

And so you began your search, first circling the entirety of the island to find out from which way the winds blow the hardest. Admittedly, even doing that much was a surprisingly huge challenge - even a single step required you to fight against gales that would have blown any normal person away, requiring you to dig your limbs into the ground to stop getting buffeted around. And your body kept forming a layer of frost on it every few seconds that you had to crack open, the moisture brought in from the sea condensing on your skin and hair before freezing. Even just three hours in, your body felt almost completely numb, and Harum pointed to a cave in a nearby ravine for shelter once he noticed that you seemed to be having a rough time.

Perhaps shamefully, you took cover with your friends in that cave, knowing the dangers that cold temperatures can bring thanks to your studies. You warmed yourselves back up until you could feel your digits again, wary of the frostbite that numbness can blind you to. Your skin stings greatly once you warm up, like you were stung by bees all over, but thankfully there was no discoloration; Azalea uses some of her fairy dust on you all anyways, just to be on the safe side, since you can't easily tell what kind of internal damage there might have been. You'd have to be careful about how you go about this, that's for sure...perhaps you'd even have to work your way up to your intended plan.

As you stand back up, a small ball of ki now in your hands to keep your digits warm with, you notice something appears to be drawn on the walls of this cave, further in. Walking into its depths and getting closer, you hold the ki up to get a better look at it. Bizzarely enough, there seems to be what looks like a child's drawings, etched into the stone by some kind of a sharp object. It depicts what looks like a small squat person, bald save for two strange things sticking out of the top of their head, with sharp ears - perhaps a depiction of the person who drew it? The kid is surrounded by other figures, but you can't really tell what they look like, because they've all been torn up by what must be a beast of some kind with how many claw marks are gouged through them. Perhaps some dangerous beasts lurks in these parts...

You all cast your gaze further around the cave now that you found evidence of someone else having been here before. Azalea finds a picture of the same figure depicted in yours, all alone and curled up, a tear drawn on their face. Barbar finds a drawing of the figure looking up at what you can only assume to be the night sky, given the crude stars and a crescent moon up there. Harum finds one of the figure holding hands with someone much taller than them, but the head of that figure was never finished, almost as though the person who drew it couldn't decide what the other figure should have looked like. Were they trying to draw someone they knew, but were unable to remember them? Or was it an imaginary friend they didn't decide the appearance of?

You don't find much else of note, and none of you are feeling particularly talkative after the somber mood that the drawings set. They all seemed to be touched with a certain sadness, though you feel as though you can relate to that if someone was trapped in a place like this - especially if they were young. In the back of your mind, you do hope they survived and were able to escape. Thankfully you don't see any bones or anything like that in the cave.

Heading back out, you tried your hand at a slightly different method to prevent the cold from seeping into you, since simple regulation didn't do the trick. You tried to wrap your body in a thin layer of it, to try to prevent the chilled air from even coming into contact with your skin and sap your heat that way. Hopefully this would prove to me a more successful endeavor...

>Three more anons, roll a d20. While technically this isn't an encounter that you can use the Way of the Warrior's reroll on, this is basically appropriate enough fluff to justify it. It's still a life-endangering threat, after all.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>5581977

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>5581977

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>5581977

>>5582004
>>5582010
>>5582066
Not too bad, not too great. Will it do? Let's find out.
Piccolo's got a sad backstory, man.

You can feel an immediate difference now that the you have a layer of separation between the frosty air and your skin. The icy winds no longer cut through you like a knife, though every breath you take does require you to take in some of it regardless - at least you're no longer hemorrhaging heat like blood from a mortal wound. You climb back up to the top of the jagged plateaus to resume your search, though you mentally admit that you might have to work your way up to enduring the greatest challenge that Yunzabit Heights has to offer.

Five hours later, you think you've narrowed it down to the northern half of the island - there, the winds seem to blow far stronger, almost like cold air is being sucked towards the mainland. The ravines, you've found, provide decent enough shelter from the eternal hurricanes of the island, and you take advantage of that whenever you need to take a break from the climate. It's there, on the northern half of the island, that you find something else out of the ordinary - one of the columns that make up the plateaus has a web of cracks throughout the stone like something hit it with extreme force, though it can't have been something particularly large given the size of the point of impact - just something that was flung with great speeds, you figure.

While you're looking around the area, you think you find out exactly why the damage was there - nearby is one particular area where the winds not only seem to blow you around side to side, but actually try to lift you into the air as they curve up from a nearby ravine. You can see how something, or someone, would be taken off guard by that - if you hadn't dug your hands into the dirt when it kicked up, it likely would have thrown you into that very same pillar. That'd have been a nasty hit, you're certain. Still...you think you've found exactly what you were looking for here, as you can't imagine a more tricky spot to train in. Nodding at Harum and Barbar, the three of you come to one of your classic silent understandings.

While you wish you could say you mastered Yunzabit Heights in only a single day, that's not even close to being the case. Four months - four months of nonstop hell is what you ultimately had to endure before you could safely say that you conquered it. In the first month, you'd slowly but surely mastered the cloak of ki you used to keep the cold at bay, but that still couldn't protect you from what you had to breathe in. And so, in the second month, you refined the circulation of your ki to regulate your internal temperature as well, finally negating the need to retreat from the weather every few hours.

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In the third month, you'd managed to develop a way to keep yourself grounded despite the force of the gales that threatened to batter you around - by projecting a slight but constant amount of ki upwards, you'd force your feet into the ground and provide stability. It made it harder to move normally, but in an environment like this it was a marked improvement; in a more normal location, it'd be a good way to stop yourself from being uprooted in a fight, you suppose. Throughout the fourth month, you actually managed to jump into sparring with Harum and Barbar, learning how to move effectively in these conditions and even how to take advantage of the unpredictable winds to make it harder to both hit you and defend against your blows. Your companions fared similarly, of course, so nobody was clearly above the others quite yet.

You had finished off the massive octopus by the end of the second month, of course, so you did have to spend some time fishing from the surrounding seas to replenish your foodstocks every now and then between training. A lot of the sealife in this area seemed remarkably dangerous by your standards - eels that could somehow shock you if you touched them, some weird blobby creatures that made pain radiate throughout your body when you touched their tendrils but otherwise seemed fine once you boiled them, and one particularly bold shark that broke his teeth on your body. They each provided some unique flavors and textures, of course, but you wish you'd been able to bring the cooking supplies you left in the truck canopy - sadly, they were just too bulky to effectively take with you.

You'd found another cave with drawings similar to the one before it near your training grounds, and every night you had taken shelter in it. Azalea actually had actually grown a small but cozy looking fairy ring within it using some spores she'd apparently had tucked away, and had spent the past four months working on something within it. Whatever it was, she was surprisingly tight-lipped

Regardless of your stay and the slow but steady improvements you gained from it, you now feel as though there's not much else to learn from staying longer. You never fully scoured the island, of course, so you can't be certain if you missed something important like the beast you suspect prowls these parts or perhaps the person that may or may not still be stranded here, but given the weathering and age of those drawings you somehow doubt that they'd be around. Even the beast may have died of old age at some point, in a place so devoid of resources like this.

>You took one last look around the island, to see if you missed something.
>You left, having gained what you wanted from here. It was a worthwhile enough trip as-is.
and
>Your next destination would be Korin's Tower, to seek another master. You heard he had special water that could strengthen those who imbibe it.
>You'd head towards the Red Sea, in hopes of finding Spice's master. Barbar was wary about him, but all the better to seek them out - keep your enemies closer, right?
>You made your way towards the Great Desert, to seek this 'Baba' figure - and maybe run into Yang again.
>Something else?

>>5582790
>You took one last look around the island, to see if you missed something.
Your next destination would be Korin's Tower, to seek another master. You heard he had special water that could strengthen those who imbibe it.

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In case you're wondering about locations.
Red line is the general route that's optimal to head to the red sea, black is for korin, orange is for baba.

>>5582790
>You took one last look around the island, to see if you missed something.
>Your next destination would be Korin's Tower, to seek another master. You heard he had special water that could strengthen those who imbibe it.
We can go seek Baba after Korin

>>5582790
>>You took one last look around the island, to see if you missed something.
>You'd head towards the Red Sea, in hopes of finding Spice's master. Barbar was wary about him, but all the better to seek them out - keep your enemies closer, right?

>>5582790
>You took one last look around the island, to see if you missed something.
>Your next destination would be Korin's Tower, to seek another master. You heard he had special water that could strengthen those who imbibe it.

>>5582790
>You took one last look around the island, to see if you missed something.
Cat=curiosity

>Your next destination would be Korin's Tower, to seek another master. You heard he had special water that could strengthen those who imbibe it.

More cats

>>5582796
>>5582805
>>5582863
>>5583045
>>5583142
Looks like our destination is pretty clear. Let's get to writing, then! No promises I'll finish the update tonight though, it might drop tomorrow.

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Given how much time you spent here, you can at least afford a few more hours to search it head to toe for any secrets that might have been hidden from you during your stay. This time, searching the island is a significantly easier endeavor thanks to all the practice you had in resisting both the force and the chill of the shrieking storm that even still tries to besiege you nonstop, though finally to no avail. It took you only three hours to cover the vast majority of the island, which was dotted with just a few more caves with sentimental drawings and even a little constructed mud-man overgrown with moss hiding in the back of one, but you hardly find anything of interest until you drop down into a ravine that you'd barely missed before with your route around the central area of the island.

Sitting in the crevasse, plain as day to anyone with the right angle on it, is an impressively large...artpiece, you think? You hop down to it to get a closer look, marvelling at the size of such an ill-fitting object. It's clearly been put through its paces over the years from neglect, with moss starting to grow on its limbs and some kind of a glassy substance that could be a window dull and iced-over. The object looks like it's made out of some kind of a hardened clay or ceramic almost, and Harum seems intensely curious to inspect it.

"I think this is some kind of a ceramic metal composite!" Harum shouts to you and Barbar, tapping it in a few different places with his knuckles while he presses his ear to it. He furrows his brow for a few moments, rubbing his hand along the surface to feel the texture. "It almost has an organic texture to it, though! Kind of reminds me of a snail's shell!" He follows up, earning a look of surprise from you.

"You're telling me this is a snail shell?!" You shout back in askance. Harum laughs, shaking his head.

"No, I don't think so! I think...that it's some kind of a home, if I had to guess! I don't know why they would have it suspended off the ground, but the architecture isn't like anything I've ever seen!" He shoots back, now starting to circle the object in his examination.

"Think it belongs to whoever left those drawings?" You ask, feeling a small amount of confusion setting in but unsure why.

"Maybe! But...I don't think they built it, even if that's the case! The person who left the drawings...had the intellect of a child!" He explains, feeling something along the bottom of the ship now. "And there's no signs of anything they would have needed to construct it! No forges, no residues, nothing got mined out! Either they arrived with it somehow, or someone else built it here but left no other signs of their presence! Also...I'm pretty sure there's a hatch here! Maybe it's some kind of a vehicle?" He follows up.

"Maybe it's an experimental plane!" You offer, things starting to click a little bit for you. "Easy for something like that to crash out here, right? Or have to make an emergency landing!"

"Could be! Looks pretty old for that kind of technology, though! It's been here a real long time, see the moss?" He points out. Hmm...you'll have to refine your theory, looks like. "Hey, listen...I know you guys are going to try to find this Korin guy next! I love you guys, but I think I want to stay here a little bit longer! I want to get inside this thing, learn more about it! Could take me months, I don't want to break anything. You ever need me...you have my number! And I'll get in touch with you as soon as I'm done!" He admits to his desire.

"Harum..." you start, hesitating at the thought of separating from one of your closest friends. But, in the end...you can see the enthusiasm in his eyes. No, you won't take something like this from him - you can see why something like this would interest him so greatly, given his background in engineering. "I should be saying that it's the other way around! You need us, we'll be there in a heartbeat!" You say, stepping towards the gorilla man and clapping your right hand onto his. He laughs, pulling you in and patting your back as you simultaneously do the same.

"It's not goodbye! It's just see-you-later, alright? Now go drink some water, you overgrown kitten!" He says. And with that, you part ways with one of your friends, heading back towards the mainland with one less person on the journey. You can only hope that you're prepared for what trials may await you at Korin's Tower...

>Partial update, rest of it comes tomorrow. If you want to include anything specific on the way to Korin's, now is the time to suggest anything! Oh, and for when we actually get to Korin's, three anons please roll a 1d20.

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>5583204

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Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>5583204

You know aside from the ki claws we should get some kind of tiger themed Falcon Punch

>>5583618
Falcon punch sounds like it would be a punch version of the dodon ray fron the crane school techniques.

We should develop some sort of defensive technique based on our time in yunzabit where we make "stripes" made of ki around our body. If we're gonna eventually become the third master we should get some thematic signature techniques

>>5583695
On the topic of this aswell, we should name our techniques in the same vein as
Kamehameha/dodon-pa etc

Tora-something

>>5583724
Off the top of my head, I'd suggest a palm strike with all the Ki Reinforcement we can muster behind it. Exceedingly simple so it probs wouldn't be a Master class technique but I can see Honta coming up with it as he is right now.
Dunno about the name though. Tiger's Paw?
>>5583695
>We should develop some sort of defensive technique based on our time in yunzabit where we make "stripes" made of ki around our body. If we're gonna eventually become the third master we should get some thematic signature techniques
You're onto something here Anon. I wonder if this would play into Honta's Internalization speciality.
How ridiculous do we want to be with Honta's high-end technique names? Roshi had a mouthful of a shock technique he used during the first Budokai tournament against Goku IIRC

>>5583781
As long as it's not something you can chuck at someone, I'll classify it as internalization. If it remains attached to you, you can still cycle your ki through it, which is what I reckon matters most. I think it might help to think of it as temporary extensions of the body. You've altered the flow of your ki to appear outside of your flesh, but it's still very much a part of that flow.

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>>5583781
>Roshi had a mouthful of a shock technique he used during the first Budokai tournament against Goku IIRC
Went and hunted it down instead of going to sleep like a sensible person. I dearly hope we don't end up with names like picrel

>>5583798
Yeah, we don't want want pathetically short names like that

>>5583807
Watch out for Honta's special attack, Jugemu Jugemu Go-Kō-no-Surikire Kaijari-suigyo no Suigyō-matsu Unrai-matsu Fūrai-matsu Kū-Neru Tokoro ni Sumu Tokoro Yaburakōji no Burakōji Paipo Paipo Paipo no Shūringan Shūringan no Gūrindai Gūrindai no Ponpokopii no Ponpokonā no Chōkyūmei no Chōsuke! It's the deadliest technique ever created. Anyone who gets hit by the Jugemu Jugemu Go-Kō-no-Surikire Kaijari-suigyo no Suigyō-matsu Unrai-matsu Fūrai-matsu Kū-Neru Tokoro ni Sumu Tokoro Yaburakōji no Burakōji Paipo Paipo Paipo no Shūringan Shūringan no Gūrindai Gūrindai no Ponpokopii no Ponpokonā no Chōkyūmei no Chōsuke will instantly die!

Kamehameha= Favored range and force over deadliness.
Dodonpa= Favored Deadliness and range over force
Tigers Paw (Tora no Ashi or maybe shortened to Torashi) could favor force and power over range.

>>5583824
Oh and Kamehameha also required significant charge time compared to Dodon-Pa iirc

>>5583204
>If you want to include anything specific on the way to Korin's, now is the time to suggest anything!
Might be nice to pay Love a visit, eh?

>>5583861
that would be quite the detour as much as i would like that aswell

>>5583861
We can do that when we loop around the world

Rolled 13, 11, 20, 15 = 59 (4d20)

Almost done with the update, just have to do Barbar's check real quick.

The trip back across the sea was a far simpler task than before, since both you and Barbar had the foresight to use Harum's method of combining sheer speed and the air-step technique to reliably sprint atop the surface of the churning waters. After a few minutes you step back onto the beaches of the mainland, and Azalea comes out of your bag to both stretch and bask in the small amount of sunlight peeking out from the clouds that always seem to drift towards Yunzabit. It's not her first sight of the sun's rays in four months, but you can definitely say that cloudless days are a definite rarity there for some reason.

"I'm gonna miss Harum...but I'm definitely not gonna miss that place! I would have been turned into paste on a windshield if I didn't stay in shelter the whole time. I hope he'll be alright by himself out there..." Azalea comments, flying backwards while facing Yunzabit.

"He'll be fine. He kept up with us, despite learning at an older age than we did." Barbar comments, causing you to blink and look to Barbar.

"What age did you start to learn how to fight...?" You ask out of curiosity, Barbar's mustache twitching for a moment.

"My training started when I was ten. I was considered a warrior, and thus an adult, when I was fifteen. You took to the lessons with far more vigor and soaked up the information like a sponge, comparatively." He admits, tucking his arms behind his back.

"Well, you know how it goes! People who are in touch with their instincts can draw on the depths of their potential in times of need! I bet you'd have grown a lot faster if you had to face demons when you were ten, too!" Azalea points out, which...honestly isn't something that you'd heard before. But now that you think about it, a cornered animal does fight a lot harder than otherwise - maybe that kind of desperation is what she's talking about?

"I don't know anything about potential, I just wanted to learn from someone I thought was really cool!" You admitted, earning a blush from the otherwise unphaseable warrior.

"Hm. And your reason for continuing your training?" He asks, causing you to think for a few moments.

"Partly because it calls to me. It's like I can smell something on the wind that drives me to seek greater challenges, and I can't explain it any other way. I want to push myself to my absolute limits, and then see what lies even further beyond." You reply, glancing down at your hand as you examine your clawlike nails.

"And the other part?" He follows up, causing you to grin.

"I'm planning to make a style I can call my own someday. Something that really embodies everything I'm about. I don't quite know what that means yet, but I'm sure that I'll find out eventually. Not just a way to fight, but a way to live." You admit. "But that's in the future. I prefer to focus on what's right in front of me." You follow up, getting a nod from both Barbar and Azalea.

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The conversation turns a lot more casual after that, and the three of you pass through a smaller city known as Yahhoy on your way to the Land of Korin. You're not ashamed to admit that you spent a day there to enjoy a relaxed day with your friends, specifically having gone to the local carnival to see what these 'amusement rides' were like and watch Azalea magically make a watermelon-sized mass of cotton candy disappear. You also got your faces painted, with Barbar getting his done like a lizard, Azalea getting hers done like a harlequin, and you breaking the mold by getting yours done like a rabbit...for the luck, of course! You even get some pictures out of it, which you quietly tuck away in a safe spot of your bag so it wouldn't get damaged.

Once your day of relaxation is over, you pick up the pace and run with Barbar towards the land of Korin, getting there by noon. You can see the tower clearly jutting up into the sky long before you arrive, imposing with a huge disc or orb nestled at the top. You do have to maneuver through some forest paths to get there, but it's hardly any trouble at all for someone with as much experience in the untamed woods as you have. There, tucked away in a clearing around Korin's tower, seems to be an outcrop of colorful painted tents. Tanned people walk around, many of them looking at your arrival with curiosity, though the majority seem preoccupied with whatever daily tasks they may need to do. Several of them seem to be carving into large plates of stone that have been set up near one of the larger tents, of which the plates look strikingly similar to the reliefs carved onto Korin's tower.

As you approach the tower itself, an old man steps out of the tent closest to it, stepping in your path to presumably speak to you. He's supported by a gnarled wooden staff that must be as ancient as he based on how worn it looks, and has copious amounts of colorful paint decorating his face, alongside an equally colorful feather headdress on. "Welcome, visitors, to the Sacred Lands of Korin." he says, shakily offering his free hand.

You shake it without a moment's hesitation, of course, smiling. "Thanks! You have a beautiful village out here. Do you get many guests?" You ask, earning a chuckle from the old man after he retracts his hand.

"Oh, no, not so much these days. Those who do come are more interested in the tower than the village, of course. Is that not why you came?" He asks, gesturing to the tower behind him.

"It is, but we're not in such a hurry that we can't admire your village. It reminds me a lot of home, actually!" You reply, Barbar apparently nodding as well...huh, you'll have to ask him what his home was like, if this looks similar to him.

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"Oh, how surprising. Most visitors come from the cities. Then again, your clothes do look to be quite worn...did you come from far away on foot?" He inquires, looking at your admittedly ratty clothes. You, too, look down at them now that they've been mentioned.

"Ah...kind of. We've been training in Yunzabit Heights for the past few months. But I'm actually from the village of the Three Great Forests, and Barbar's from a nomadic tribe." You respond, gesturing to your friend.

"Mm. Diablo Desert." Barbar grunts out, to give some insight as to where his origins lie. You'll keep that in mind...

"My, my...that's quite far. Well, if you're not in a hurry, would you mind having a chat with this old man for a bit? Spend a day or two recuperating from your travels before your attempt to climb the tower. It will do your body much good, I assure you." He suggests.

You're a little eager to get right in to it, but out of politeness, you end up accepting the old man's offer. That night you enjoy some unique dishes that day with the locals, and try your hand at some kind of game where you hit a ball into a goal using only your hips - with you and Barbar on opposing teams to make it fair, of course. You won only thanks to your more nimble stature, you think.

You ended up telling the old man and his family about some of your adventures upon his prompting, which clearly amazes them. In turn, they tell you of the history of the sacred land of Korin - how the tower itself is a perpetually growing tree rather than a true tower, which his people decorate with stone slabs every five years to honor an ancient hero by the name of Olibu who saved the peoples of the world several times over with his various feats, and was eventually buried at the base of the tree that would become Korin's Tower. Korin himself is said to be a wise and powerful spirit sent from the Otherworld to guard the Sacred Water in his possession, so that only the worthy could imbibe it, and his divine guidance and protection eventually saw both the tower and the lands around it being named after him.

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The next morning, you thank the members of the Karinga tribe profusely for their hospitality while you limber up for your ascension. They wish you luck, and you share a look with Barbar to confirm that both of you are ready. You both hug opposite sides of the massive pillar simultaneously, and begin to climb. And climb...and climb...and climb. After half a day of climbing, you feel as though you're not even halfway up - you're quite thankful that your training in both the mountains and at Yunzabit Heights prepared you for such repetive and draining feats. Barbar, it seems, takes even better to the climbing than you do thanks to his experiences, flinging himself from each handhold to the next without a moment's hesitation or rest. You lose sight of him at nightfall, but after a full day and a half of climbing - which leaves you quite exhausted, if you're being honest - you finally make it to the very top of the tower.

You're not exactly afraid of heights, but looking down to see just how high up you are makes you gulp regardless. Carefully, you push yourself off the pillar to leap into the air and away from the tower, before using the Air Step technique to bounce back towards it and through the balcony, tucking into a tight roll so you don't clip anything and untucking to land on your feet. There, you see Barbar enjoying a cup of tea with...a rather bulky looking cat, which simply raises the cup to its lips to sip as you enter.

"So, this is that Honta you mentioned? Hm. Smells like my cousin Akko. I never liked Akko." The cat says, stunning you. Beastmen can talk, sure, but this is just an outright cat! Or...no, you shouldn't judge a book by its cover. Maybe this is just a remarkably small beastman. The cat snaps you out of your thoughts by setting its teacup down and standing up, clutching a cane far bigger than it.

"Yes, my name is Honta! It's a pleasure to meet you..." You say, trailing off since you don't know the cat's name.

"Korin. Ain't it obvious, kid?" He replies.

"Ah! Korin. So, you're the spirit from the otherworld that guards the Sacred Water?" You ask, getting a nod from the cat.

"Yeah, that's right. Your friend already told me what you were here for, but I'll tell you the same thing I told him. You ain't worthy." Korin says, lifting his cane up to gesture to the window you jumped in from. "So you might as well head back the way you came. Your effort was pointless."

"H-hang on a moment, Korin, Sir! I'm not only interested in the water! Actually...we came here for you, first and foremost!" You say, waving your hands to stop him from being hasty.

"Hm? Is that so? Why's that?" Korin asks, raising an eyebrow.

"To learn from you, of course! You're Master Korin, one of - if not the - greatest martial artist on the world! Or at least, that's what I've heard." you explain, causing the cat's brows to furrow. A strange expression for a cat to make....

"I see. So you're not here just to drink some magic water and grow stronger, huh? Alright then. I'll consider it...but on one condition." He says, holding one of his claws up like a finger. "You have to take the Sacred Water from me. If you do that, not only will I allow you to drink it, but I'll personally train 'ya. But the two of you can't take it at the same time - you gotta take turns. Otherwise it's not fair, see?" He follows up.

You look to barbar, and both of you nod. Simultaneously, you say "Yes. We accept." and mentally prepare to face off against Korin in order to seize the sacred water...but how did you want to do it?

>Outplay him somehow, through trickery or other mental superiority.
>Pure speed and skill, that's all you need.
>Your prodigious stamina - you'll outlast him, and take it from him when he's exhausted!
>Something else?

>>5584070
>Pure speed and skill, that's all you need.

>>5584070

>Pure speed and skill, that's all you need.

Korin seems a bit chunky and our agility is our strong suit.

>>5584070
>Pure speed and skill, that's all you need.
I feel like none of these are going to win against him.

>>5584070
>Pure speed and skill, that's all you need.

>>5584085
>>5584093
>>5584094
>>5584103
Pretty clear consensus! That's good, a singleminded approach will do you well here. Of course, persistence is going to be key here as well. At least you won't be unintentionally subverting the lessons that Korin is trying to impart here!
Four anons can roll me a 1d20! There is no DC, but crits and critfails are still active. This'll help us see how long it takes to get the water. And here's barbar's attempt!

Rolled 7, 6, 16, 8 = 37 (4d20)

>>5584109
I SAID, here's barbar's attempt!

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>5584109

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>5584109

Rolled 20 (1d20)

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>>5584169
This makes up for the slower progress with your environmental training, that much is certain...

>>5584113
>>5584117
>>5584169
I won't have a 1 cancel the 20 even if we roll one, so let's have a quick sub-vote that I'll be leaving up overnight.
Choose FOUR of the following techniques to learn:
>Flight: An upgrade of the Air Step, which enables you to take to the skies. All around useful, but draining at your current level.
>Afterimage: A technique first invented by Korin, where blinding speed is combined with a burst of ki to leave a momentary phantom image of yourself behind.
>Ki sensing: The ability to feel the lifeforce of others, a vital technique to gauging the strength of your opponents and sensing them when you'd otherwise be unable to.
>Telepathy: The ability to not only communicate with others through thought alone, but to read unprotected minds if you so choose. You could also technically annoy someone by speaking into their thoughts without their wish.
>Far-Seeing Arts (Requires TELEPATHY): The ability to project your senses outward, observing the world beyond what anyone would normally be capable of. Often regarded as a technique of gods, though dedicated mortals are still entirely capable of learning it.
>Sandakoru: A technique to imbue the clouds with your ki such that they produce a fierce bolt of lightning that is called down upon your target. Great to attack from an unexpected angle, or against a target you don't have a direct line on.

>>5584220
>Afterimage
>Ki sensing
>Flight
>Sandakoru
Far-seeing arts seems good, too, but telepathy seems intrusive and impolite for our kindly young man Honta.

>>5584225
Telepathy is as polite as you use it. There is a great deal you can do with being able to touch another's mind that doesn't involve barging in.
For one, it's the basis of mental sparring.

>>5584220
>>Ki sensing: The ability to feel the lifeforce of others, a vital technique to gauging the strength of your opponents and sensing them when you'd otherwise be unable to.
>>Telepathy: The ability to not only communicate with others through thought alone, but to read unprotected minds if you so choose. You could also technically annoy someone by speaking into their thoughts without their wish.
>>Far-Seeing Arts (Requires TELEPATHY): The ability to project your senses outward, observing the world beyond what anyone would normally be capable of. Often regarded as a technique of gods, though dedicated mortals are still entirely capable of learning it.
did somebody say SPIRITUAL SENSE?
>Sandakoru: A technique to imbue the clouds with your ki such that they produce a fierce bolt of lightning that is called down upon your target. Great to attack from an unexpected angle, or against a target you don't have a direct line on.
And I don't see flight being too necessary at our currently level, but this would do great to knock down any opponents who could actually fly and who think they're too far away to attack.