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 No.341853[Reply]

Basics:
Simply put the number of dice you would like to roll followed by a "d" and then add how many sides you want each die to have. Post rolling requires this in 'quotes' or [Square brackets], and nothing is needed for email rolls.

Email Field Rolling:
You can roll one set of dice from the email field
i.e.
2d20 in the email field will roll 2 20 sided dice

In Post Rolling:
You can roll up to 5 sets of dice from the post field, each set of dice can contain a different number of dice and a different number of sides.
Rolls can be placed anywhere in the post, they must be put in single 'quotes' or [Square brackets]. You can roll up to 6 sets of dice total
i.e.
'3d30' will roll 3 30 sided dice.
[5d10] will roll 5 10 sided dice.

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>Amy, Shorthorned
The Beast isn't on this Floor, and Buiwong seems to have been the principal mistaken representative for LIMBO for this Floor. Meaning, whether you go up or down, you still need to scour another Floor to find the rest of your companions… even if that means risking an encounter with the Beast. Therefore, Amy's nose starts leading you southbound, to the downward stairs…
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 No.767964

>>767963
>>767962

Amy shrugs. "At this point, I think it's more likely he'll just drop out of the running of Lord of Limbo for Eris. And, that'd be fine too."

>>767962

Amy smiles. "I like it when people get along. That's all I'm here for. That's why asked what WE are doing here," she reiterates her question.

 No.767965

>Shorthorned
"I think it'll be alright," Buiwong says. He motions for you to scoot back.

>Both
"To whom am I making this out?" ERIS asks, doing a sick pen twirl around her fingers.

"Uh…" MISTER MOOLAH says. "MISTER… M-I-S… yeah, yeah. MOOLAH. M… uh, no, there's no 'u' in MOOLAH. It's O-O."

"But 'o' doesn't make that sound, silly," ERIS says. "The letter 'u' does!"

MISTER MOOLAH sputters with barely-contained disbelief and exasperation. "It's like… how a cow… uh… ah, here." He hands ERIS a business card. "Just spell it like that."

"Uuu!" ERIS says. "Thank you! …And… done. Here ya go." She looks over the business card again after handing the book back (she steals the pen). "Oh, cool!"

"Y-yes?" MOOLAH asks.
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 No.767966

>>767965

Amy just watches passively as Mister Moolah is whisked away. She blinks a few times with an almost completely blank expression.

Then, she lifts a hoof paw to her face and cups it by her mouth and yells, "That doesn't count as a favor," up into the abyssal sky above them.

Amy turns to everyone else and says with a satisfied nod, "Honestly, I don't see how that could have gone better.

 No.767967

>>767965
>>767964
Shorthorn's attention is torn away as MOOLAH and ERIS both take off into the sky, losing track of them quickly as they fly off to who knows when. She feels little sympathy for MOOLAH, who despite having done well by them hardly did it out of altruism's sake, but feels concerned that ERIS will prove more trouble for them down the line. However, with the two LORDS out of the picture, quiet falls once again on the discarded shell of Asphodel's broken piece of spine they all stand upon.

"Well, at last… that seems to take care of all the LORDS, one way or another. I'm still worried about Asphodel, but…" she pauses, looking at Amy. "I guess… there's nothing really standing between us anymore, huh? Between us and the reason we came here."

 No.767968

>Both
Once more, silence settles around your allies, as the last two contenders for the throne of Limbo vanish, and are seen no more.

The rag-tag remnants of GREED look at each other now that their boss is gone. "Coffee break?" one suggests. "Coffee break." "Coffee." "Do we still have any decaf?"

GREED's soldiers wander back to their base, idly chit-chatting and chilling.

Scorpan steps back a little as your allies check their bags and things. He offers you a light bow. "As for myself… this is where we go our separate ways. Thank you, all of you. I… shall not soon forget what you've done for me. And… for Tirac as well. Take care of yourselves… and of one another."

Your allies stop to give their goodbyes and thanks to Scorpan– Mudi, Gegenschein and Buiwong in particular.

Once you have finished saying your goodbyes to Scorpan, you do him the favor of watching him as he leaves for the ruins of Midnight Castle, keeping him in your observations to see his safe journey off.

With him gone, Shorthorned's words ring true. The War is at last won. Although you hadn't been conscripted to see it through to the end, you certainly did… just not in the way GREED would have hoped. But that is their problem, now. You have yet another problem to see too– the one for which you entered Tartarus in the first place, seeking to solve.

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 No.766596[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

After parting ways with their comrades descending into Tartarus, the remaining group of the Saviors met with Ecclesia to join into the Vermillion Corps, a mercenary faction that would give extra aid while they prepare for the oncoming forces of the Treibheanna. Their first mission is heading north to Ornifex to uphold the promise made to Zjetya to help her homeland with the Draconic Lords. Their official task for Ecclesia is to end the civil war, not mattering which side wins, leaving leverage of their aid to stick with the victor.

After a long journey, they reached their first destination of Vortigern's home village, where they met her husband, Grantz, and were filled in over time on the history of the land and the takeover enacted by the Dragon Lords. With unanimous agreement to aid the rebels against the dragons, their first step in fighting the war was to recruit Alloy, a descendant of Buiwong and sister of Mocha, to strip the draconic power given to knights that collected tributes from the lower villages.

With a grand success, they then joined a meeting of the villages, learning they were divided between the sides of the war as well, leading to a sneak attack against them in their sleep. Stopping the attacked, they discovered the dragons also had the aid of angels on their side, with the attacked under a heavy and inescapable mental alteration.

Now, they work to decide their next step. Lying low while they wait for the villages to decide who they stand with, and working on a defense against the angelic mind control to avoid losing themselves in the conflict.
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 No.767832

>>767831
"Hmm, sounds like they'll have a lot to face against with us. Might even beat them at their own game," Pryce says, finding it hard to image a bigger show of force after facing off against Sir Estuary.

"Do you have an idea Alloy?" He asks, seeing his increased intrigued.

 No.767833

>>767832
Alloy takes a bite of his hayshbrowns. As he does, he subtly passes a strand of silk toward you. No… you recognize this. It's not spider silk. It's a White Thread. He passes another to Vortigern. Recognizing it, she accepts it quietly.

 No.767834

>>767833
Pryce takes the thread, under guise of grabbing another hayshbrown.
["Must be a big one I bet"] He thinks through the telepathic communication.

 No.767835

>>767834
River, noting the thread, leads the others in a decoy conversation, so as to cover the telepathic one to come.

We're beginners, Alloy communicates. I say we play up our beginner's luck. During practice, we shouldn't go so hard. Make mistskes, screw things up… but now and then, let some gold shine through. Present their spies with something they don't know how to interpret. Are we amateurs? Do we know what we're doing? The less they know what to make of it, the more we throw them off their game.

Hah, Vortigern communicates. You sound much like your grandfather going on like that. Just be sure you don't actually practice bad habits too much. I'll let our teammates in on the secret.

 No.767837

>>767835
Play a feint so they don't know what to expect, I like it. Can't imagine they wouldn't take this seriously but it might get them to play basic to speed things along. Pryce thinks, liking the alternate performance.
Don't worry, we'll just play some sleight of hoof. This might actually help out our practice more with better control in a way, He communicates to Vortigern.


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>Good Intentions
The rodent takes one cookie, and scampers off to enjoy it. Trajan, who had been stretching his legs elsewhere, has a nibble of one of the other cookies.

>Billy
Godspeed ponders it. "I do wonder… But I am inclined to picture school as a uniquely effective role for Psy-Chrono harvesting. In Zinccastle, where basic education is required for all by law, people report suffering school-based dream-terrors quite regularly. Most often, they can't find their way to class, or they're forced to retake difficult classes, because their credits were retroactively declared invalid after they graduated. But other situations aren't as universal as school. Some people are fortunate enough to earn jobs that they enjoy, as soon as they enter the workforce. A few – the Nobles – are wealthy enough that they never have to work at all. So, a workplace scenario might not be as effective for feeding the Tree."

>Billy, Zamrud, Qhapaq
"I shudder to think what students who were wealthy and well-connected enough to gain admission to Agape would be armed with," Godspeed says. "Get along nicely with your classmates– and never agree to meet them in a dark alleyway."

She checks the time, and stands up as well. "Right. I'll be off, myself then. I'd offer you luck, but I've fought alongside you before. Your skill and determination will see you through these midterms."
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 No.767350

>>767347
>>767346
Zamrud considers Senorita's words. "In the movies, you're right. But I don't see it as 'splitting up'." He waves at the shades, "We've essentially just doubled our party number with these shades present. We'll be the same sized group as we always were, only with shadow duplicates performing the actions of the members in the other group."

As Qhapaq's duplicate seems to catch his burrito and, in a seeming show of independence, toss it into a wastebin, Zamrud rubs his chin. "Admittedly… these shades ARE unknowns. They are clearly entities with their own thoughts, but they seem uniquely dedicated to mimicking our movements and actions as actors would. It is possible splitting our number with them would give them a chance to attack us… but, I also am not sure if they mean to break character at all."

"These are new, I take it? Nothing resembles these on your last trip here?"

 No.767351

>>767347
>>767350
Qhapaq hums softly, and bobs his head approvingly at his doppleganger choosing to throw the trash away. "It… became its own for a moment, at least. Interesting… what do you think, Zamrud? Are they maybe Changelings, somehow?"

>>767349
"I wonder why changelings never venture into the Outlands… perhaps I can ask one when we return." He remarks, frowning softly.

 No.767352

>>767348
You study his anxious fretting. He seems ill at ease, but keeps it together for now. He resembles someone who is overwhelmed by an excess of work. Too many projects, too much paperwork, and never enough time. Nothing in particular seems to be threatening him. Perhaps if he had something to occupy him, you might placate his extreme work ethic.

>>767351
>>767350
La Senorita is not convinced, and makes a sound like a trolley whistle. "Please keep all limbs inside the vehicle – board and disembark the train in an orderly fashion."

There's a joke in here somewhere, but the greater concern for the moment is that she really does not want to split the party…

 No.767353

>>767352
>>767351

"Qhapaq hand me the script please, I think Dexter may need something to do and proofreading the script may assist, or if any of you have any homework he may be amenable."

 No.767354

>>767353
Qhapaq passes the script off to Good, bobbing his head a little bit and looking back to his doppleganger. Did he also have something to pass off?

>>767352
"Mmm- I agree. It would not do to separate the party here… though, I can understand the idea."


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>Amy
"Are we supposing there's a little teapot somewhere in this valley we gotta find?" Hurricanrana says, tilting his head. "Is it perhaps short and stout?"

"No more singing, please," Desert sighs.

"Actually…" Mudi says. "In Tartarus, the will is supreme… It's even true at an Anchor. You saw how people suffered when they used techniques to move great distances without being seen, like the Ecclesian flash step. Oh! And we all had to agree on what we saw before we could even enter the anchor!"

"Oh no…" Desert groans.

"The singing probably helped us get this far!" Mudi extrapolates.

"No, no, no–!" Vizsla complains.

"We gotta sing to find the tea ingredient!!!" Mudi declares.

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>>767666
>>767667
Shorthorns looks around at all the soldiers, eying them all as they eye each other. She realizes this is by no means going to be the end of all hostilities, but she tries to make it clear to everyone present that they're in this together until they're OUT of the castle.

She then looks to Buiwong as he explains the unnatural state of the castle. As Amy makes a full list of everyone who was missing earlier, Shorthorns nods her head in agreement. "Alright, then we know who we're looking for, and we at least kind of have an idea of what we're up against. Soldiers, you can bunker down here for now - we'll conduct our own search for everyone, make sure this area is secure." She says, commanding the various factions present as though they were her own forces.

As they proceed to move, she looks to Buiwong, "I just have one more question…" she says, picking at the hem of her dress. "What's with the costumes? Any idea why I'm like… this and you're like… THAT?" she says gesturing to his butler uniform.

 No.767669

>>767667
"I'm sure that someday you'll back on these names and laugh," Buiwong says.

>>767668
Buiwong looks at his outfit and yours a little more closely. "Hmm… no idea. I thought I'd just roll with it until something better occurred to me. Like it was one of those types of puzzles. The Rainbow of Darkness doesn't exactly strike me as particularly fashionable, however…"

>>767667
>>767668
The soldiers look a little wary about being left here, but… the thought of the unnamed 'Beast' on the other Floors keeps them obedient.

With Buiwong at your side, you return to the hallway just outside of room 3 (Buiwong explains that the other room beyond room 3, to the east, had nothing of note, and has just been freshly mopped and vacuumed besides, meaning that he doesn't want you to go in there and track dirt/blood/gore everywhere).

 No.767670

>>767668
>>767666

Amy nods at telling the riff-raff to secure this room. "Probably the best idea. It's not like these guys are good for much. No offense," she says as she looks around to the demons after her very offensive statement.

>>767669

"Maybe I will, Bouie-Gong," Amy says with a grin.

>>767669

Amy looks down at herself. "And why am I not in a costume?" she asks curiously.

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 No.767671

>>767670
"Maybe because you weren't kidnapped by the Rainbow of Darkness like me and Buiwong and the others were? You came from outside the Midnight Castle, right?"

She raises an eyebrow. "You want a dress?"

>>767669
"What kind of puzzle would involve dressing me like some kinda princess and you like a servant?" Shorthorns says, shaking her head in confusion.

She nods to the soldiers as they hunker down in this library, and as Buiwong explains that the room beyond 3 (10) has already been checked out, she suggests heading back out the hall, hanging south, and following the long, winding series of hallways to room 2 (that is, assuming Amy's nose doesn't know better)

 No.767672

>>767671
"Listen," Buiwong says. "I speak for puzzle makers everywhere when I say that sometimes we really just appreciate it when you roll with it."

>>767670
>>767671
The Beast isn't on this Floor, and Buiwong seems to have been the principal mistaken representative for LIMBO for this Floor. Meaning, whether you go up or down, you still need to scour another Floor to find the rest of your companions… even if that means risking an encounter with the Beast. Therefore, Amy's nose starts leading you southbound, to the downward stairs…


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 No.753906[Reply]

This a sequiter to the end of Empire Arc, explaining Luke's whereabouts as he vanishes before the fight with Eon.
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 No.753970

>>753969
LukeWarm flies into more hysterics as he points and shouts at every Luke around him "Yeah great fucking accomplishment. Me. MEEEE. Is that what it's all about. You manufactured the biggest loser in the world. How am I supposed to live knowing I'll never hold a son of my own! How am I supposed to look at Lavender and tell her I cum alcohol! I'm supposed to live my life for you. Well tell me how to unfuck it first!"

 No.753971

>>753970
Business Luke flicks his cigarette away and pokes at LukeWarm's chest "Thats for you to figure out. We've had all the time to figure out our hang ups. And if you don't like it well guess what Mister Hero, that's what you get for always being such a shoddy person when you could be the world's last hope. It's not the end of the world Luke. But it will be if we don't take you now." Business Luke snaps his fingers and The Lukes begin assembling a portable station for time travel.

 No.753972

>>753971
It's without much fanfare that the Lukes round together and drag LukeWarm toward the portable station.

The First Luke greets LukeWarm. He grabs LukeWarm's chin raising it so he can look him in the eyes "We are all counting on you Luke. We can't do this without you. You're all our hopes and dreams now."

The First Luke steps back "AAAAALT-MEN!"
And every Luke responds in unison "RISE UP!"

They step forward now to the final battle that awaits them.

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 No.753981

flushing out rolls for mlpg

[1d10]

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[18d10+2]

Roll #1 7, 1, 5, 10, 3, 7, 4, 9, 4, 2, 5, 2, 10, 5, 6, 1, 4, 3 + 2 = 90


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 No.761208[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

Did you get registered for all the classes you need? I sure hope you did! Anno Classroom is up next, only on mlpg.
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 No.765938

>>765937
"Wow, Should think up a smart name for you lil buddy." he said rubbing his chin sitting back "Aurelius? No too prentious." he hummed a bit "Dexter? Like Poindexter?"

 No.765939

>>765938
The rodent offers no response, instead sniffing around your snack stash, perhaps for something sweet.

 No.765940

>>765939
He offered him a few chocolate sandwich cookies.

 No.765941

>>765940
The rodent takes one cookie, and scampers off to enjoy it. Trajan, who had been stretching his legs elsewhere, has a nibble of one of the other cookies.

 No.766033

>>765937
"That does make me think that this place is more hyperbolic and could have been another's dream or perspective on this school. Though I don't know if this train of thought could help us." Billy falls sullen.

>>765940
"It is quite a cute thing."


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>>759054
Sir Pent slithers off of your arm and crawls over to Sparkler, and bumps his head against her arm until she relents and gives him a pat. Sir Pent soon bites off an old scale, one already on its way to falling off, and holds it out to her. Curious, Sparkler takes it, and after some deliberation, starts to mash it in a pestle while her healing takes its effect.

>>759052
>>759053
*Click click* the beetle continues, patiently awaiting your questions with its forelegs folded up together in a professional posture.

>>759056
Your shark senses tell you there's something worth taking in this room… but it might be a nap.

Juniper flings herself into the pool outside the room, and Cycle follows suit. Juniper then climbs out and steps through the doorway with no issue.

"Looks like the Mechpriests would have had to purify themselves with a ritual bath before entering here," Juniper says. "But for our purposes, just stepping into the pool is enough to enter one of these kinds of chambers, I suppose."

>>759057
"Yeah…" Chiu mutters, but she does not sound very sure.
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 No.767417

>>767414
"Yea…" Cloud agrees. "Even if everything here goes smoothly, we gotta get the ship all the way back up to the surface. It's not gonna be easy going forward. And at some point I have to find Obstinance to help him for helping with Stone Cold too."

 No.767418

>>767414

"The what now!?" Cutlass says a little too loudly, surprised by this news.

"You know, I have a… thing about mutineers. Bad history," Cutlass says looking toward Schnitzel. "But, I guess I shouldn't be surprised with all the lying. The murder, on the other hand… What in the world happened?"

 No.767419

>>767415
Etch nods with respect. "I see… perhaps you might call it one of those happy accidents of engineering. I have my share of those, time and again… usually when I smack the material I'm shaping a little too hard with the hammer or crank it too far with the wrench. I heard you and he were separated by happenstance, and reunited when Cloud brought you down here. Shall you continue with us on our journeys through the seas after this? On every island, we have seen some depart our ship, having found what they went to sea to search for. And others have joined us, just the same, to seek what they have not yet found on land."

>>767416
Her Aura feels unchanged from the last you examined it – strong, yet strangely dormant.

"Confusion… and lunchtime cravings for barbecue," Splendid answers, honest as ever. She frets a little. "W-was this a test? Is this what you Aura-users mean when you talk about trials and breakpoints? Did I pass?"

She pokes a little at the air with a flat palm, making a "pew" sound. Nothing happens.

>>767417
"And here I thought ponies went to sea for a vacation," Chiu jokes. "Seems like we always find no end of work, island to island."

Granny, floating nearby, scoffs. "Even hiring me couldn't reduce your workload – it just freed up more time for you all to find trouble to get tied up in."

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 No.767420

>>767419
"I shall probably be along for the ride for a while, and thus Two Tons shall as well. I have no real destination in mind other than studying this bizarre place and growing as an individual. Finding fortune is always nice though."

 No.767421

>>767419
"Guess its karma for my slacking before, heh," Cloud jests at their increasing toils.

"We could find that cloud nine everypony talks about," Cloud plays off for their sky vacation. "Once we get back to land we'll have our vacation, or at least a short honeymoon."


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At last, the final sight of the Tartarian Descent Team is engulfed by the interminable darkness.

The Great Seal rends the earth with a deafening quake, as it slides nearly shut, open only by a hairsbreadth. The Loyal Kerberos, ten thousand Umbral Hounds strong, holds one end of Shei's Black Thread in one of his mouths. He leers at it contemptuously, but holds it nonetheless as agreed.

Most of the others accompanying Sir Pryce cannot look anymore at the Great Seal, ready to direct their thoughts to anything other than the fates of their friends… and foes. Sir Estuary is the only one who seems composed. He looks to Pryce, and with a slight bow of his head, says, "Perhaps we should make for the surface, milord. We have no further business here."
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 No.766591

>>766590
"So we don't know who's entirely on our side yet then," Pryce says as they give the reason for waiting.

When Vortigern lays out the question of how defended they are from the angels, Pryce is silent, thinking it over a moment. The pressure of Alloy avoiding his gaze and the eyes make him review this carefully.
"I… cannot say for certain. When I connected to that pony's mind, there was an overwhelming positivity, but I could only think of the Rapture from what I saw. And with Alloy's power, I still see and hear Buiwong. I don't know how much these impacted me in that moment, but it still took effort to escape that vision. The best I can say is with our knowledge of it now, we could resist it for a moment, and it'll take all of our effort to reject it in that moment to avoid ending up like that villager."

 No.766592

>>766591
Vortigern nods then looks to Alloy. When he realizes that you're taking this in stride, he clears his throat. "I'd have to test it… but assuming they're similar enough powers, it should work in theory. I may have to increase the strength of my influence to fully repel the other one. Now, I wouldn't be strong enough to fend off a draconic lord directly, but I don't think the villager we fought got hypnotized by them personally. More likely, by one of their servants, using a weaker version of the same general power. Them, I could probably keep at bay, in case they tried to influence us directly… and without leaving any permanent damage."

"How do you feel about testing it on prisoners?" Vortigern asks.

"Excuse me!?" Alloy snaps.

"The prisoners of war we have here show signs like that which the captured villager shows," Vortigern says. "You may be able to help them return to a general sanity, if your power can reduce the influence of the draconic lords on them."

"I guess…" Alloy mutters. "Still… testing on POWs…?"

"You can say no," Vortigern says. "But if you're concerned for the ethics of it, understand that our foes have already cast the die further than any of us could. And you'd be doing it to heal, not to compel them to fight, as the lords have."

Alloy, troubled, does not answer right away.

 No.766593

>>766592
The mention of permanent damage leaves Pryce with some worry on what they're dealing with, but he does trust that Alloy wouldn't do anything with malicious intent or damage on purpose.
When Vortigern suggests testing his power and training on the prisoners, Pryce also is thrown off guard. It feels wrong when they've already been through enough. But, after the glass condition they saw in Vitral, their options of dealing with angelic afflictions is limited, if not null entirely. And then his mind lingers to the question of Sarajinae, if she could also be affected by the draconic lords and angels in this way to be working for them.

"…If it is to heal, that is our best bet," Pryce says as a suggestion. "We don't know if the dragon lords or the angels intended to reverse this at some point, of if they even can. The last time we could undo one of their effects took an artifact, and we don't have anything close to that anymore. But, the decision is up to you Alloy. I don't want to push you if you're not comfortable with it."

 No.766594

>>766593
Hearing you vouch for him with trust changes something in Alloy. A weight lifts from his shoulders… and from yours as well, as the pressure of the eyes goes away– you realize that, from the start, it came from inside your own mind.

Alloy nods to Vortigern. "Okay… I'll try it."

"Good," Vortigern says. "I'll allot you some of my circle of wise women to help."

She looks over to the rest of your group. "While you lay low, the village could use help with curtailing the region's monster population. With the uprising, we haven't been able to spare the fighters to keep numbers balanced."

River looks intrigued. "You need someone to play monster hunter for you?"

Sugar looks at the camera.

"Uhh, yes," Vortigern says, with the demeanor of one who realizes she has missed a joke but doesn't want to admit it.

 No.766595

>>766594
Pryce feels a sense of hope after Alloy decides to test it, that they could stand equal to the angels if this goes well.

"Almost sounds like our game of Witches and Wargs," Pryce comments at the job offer.
"How bad could the population be? I don't remember seeing too many on our last two trips," He asks.


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Last time on HolyQuest Autumn had arrived from his leave of absence only to beset us with another hiatus. The HQ crew strung out of their crack ships have taken their last resort to defeat a monday without a game. FEMTO Presents Holy Kyusetsu!! Uchikeshi no Rapyuchitsu ga Koko ni!

This quest is intended to burn the time away while we wait for the current hiatus to be over and we can move on with the main plot of the 3rd act of HolyQuest. Players will be allowed to remake their character sheets and replay old characters or multiple characters at the DM's discretion. Please make your character appropriate to a highschool setting.

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>>764123
Gabriele seems somewhat dejected but mostly annoyed by the utter lukewarm response. "Well, don't everyone stand up at once…" she mutters under her breath

As Volkama calls her over, her expression lights up, fluttering over to him graciously. "Yes, hello Volkama! I take it you might be interested? You see, I was hoping to have some posters made were it not too much trouble."

 No.764125

>>764123
As the cheerleader mentions that Amy doesn't come until it's about to begin, Flaming grumbles under her breath. "Agh, darn it… I'm kind of in a hurry, I need to find her and then go to another club BEFORE wrestling starts! Can you at least tell her when she comes by to stop by the Occult Club after practice is over?"

As the other mare calls her out, Flaming winces as the loud call causes her headache to act up again. "OUCH! Not so loud, I can hear you just fine!" She says looking at the mare, "I was just looking for Amy, but don't worry, I'm going!"

 No.764126

>>764123
Pryce assists Summer along with the minor details, working as a good assistant.
"You're a real pro at this, don't think I've seen anypony move so quick through a kitchen," He says impressed.

He looks over as another of the members enters. As Solar comments on him, he nods.
"Mhm, though I can't stay too long on baseball or drama practice days. Aside from those I'll be helping around the kitchen."

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>>764124
"Ladie Gab you are too loud, gab, gab, gab that is what you do, quiet down would you." Volkama waves his hoof at you as if shirking off your enthusiasm. He drinks from his thermos filled with chai tea and coca cola. It smells delicious

Mocha wears a pursed lip, she refrains from saying anything but you can tell she agrees with Volkama. Not the best way to approach a group of introverts.

"One step at a time Gabriele. Why don't I rouse my student's attention for you. Then you may tell them what it is you came here for. How does that sound?"

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"Sure! I'll make sure to do just that" Dania gives you a warm smile befitting someone you can trust.

Princess Laciela says "Thaank yoou." But it doesn't sound all that grateful.

>>764126
"OOoooooooh" Solar Wind coos illustriously "A real man is helping you out in the kitchen. Aren't you so lucky."

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