>>39872522
Your uncle turns his attention to your direction, first looking at Brom, then he spots you. He smiles as walks over to the edge of the fighting square where you Brom and Trista are located.

“Well thank you Brom, these recruits should make a fine addition to the King’s Rangers, especially when I’m done whipping them into shape,” your uncle says to Brom. “Thank you for bringing them to me Brom, you may go.”

“Yes sir.”

Brom then takes his leave and walks away. Your uncle then turns his attention to you. He smiles at you. You had almost forgotten what he looked like, but you remember his silvery white hair anywhere, it was rare for anyone to have that color of hair. You remember your father telling you that your uncle was born with that hair. Your uncle was also slightly taller than most men, only Lord Commander Stormwind and elvish men matched him in height. Your uncle proceeds to pick you up and hug you without warning. He squeezes you tight, causing you to gasp for air.

“Randal! I’ve missed you, its been far too long since I’ve seen you last. How have you been?”

>”Thanks uncle Walter, but could you let go of me? I can’t breathe.”
>”Its good to see you as well, how long has it been? Three, four years?”
>”Thank you uncle Walter, good to see you. You remember Trista right?”
>"By the Three! You're as strong as I remember uncle Walter, its good to see you."
>other

>>39872528
>”Its good to see you as well, how long has it been? Three, four years?”
>”Thank you uncle Walter, good to see you. You remember Trista right?”

>>39872528
>”Its good to see you as well, how long has it been? Three, four years?”
>"By the Three! You're as strong as I remember uncle Walter, its good to see you."

>>39872528
>”Thank you uncle Walter, good to see you. You remember Trista right?”

counting votes now and writing.

also, its been a while guys. Its good to be back. Thanks for waiting patiently.

>>39872528
“Its good to see you as well, how long has it been? Three, four years?” You manage to wheeze out from your uncle’s crushing embrace.

“Oh! Sorry if I was squeezing you to hard Randal,” your uncle apologizes, setting you down. “And I think it was three years since we’ve last seen each other. You’ve grown into a fine young man by the looks of it, its really good to see you again,” he says as he eyes you up and down.

“Thank you uncle Walter, good to see you as well. You remember Trista right?”

You gesture over to Trista who smiles as Walter his gaze to her.

“Lady Wolfshield, it is a pleasure to see you again,” your uncle says with a bow. “You’ve grown as well, you look very lovely.”

“Why thank you Lord Walter,” she returns with a smile.

“I’m sure all the boys are just begging for your attention.”

“Well I’d be lying if I said they weren’t, but Randal beat them to it.”

“WHAT?!” your uncle says in amazement. “You mean you two are together right now? Has he proposed to you yet?”

“Well yes, we are together, but no he hasn’t proposed or anything, at least not yet,” Trista says shyly, her face has gone completely red with embarrassment. She tosses a bashful glance in your direction. Your uncle then turns his attention to you. This time he looks at you with one eyebrow raised and a questioning look.

“Randal, you sly dog you. Why didn’t you say you were with Lady Wolfshield here? And why haven’t you proposed to her yet?”

>”Well...I uhhh...aren’t we supposed to be sparring not talking?”
>”Well I mean we haven’t been together for very long, and I haven’t really given it much thought.”
>"Why are we talking about proposals? I mean we are here to spar, not chat right?"
>remain silent
>other

>>39873381
>other
Maybe once the trainings done or something?

>>39873381
>>”Well I mean we haven’t been together for very long. Aren't we supposed to be sparring anyways? We can talk on this issue later.

>>39873381
>”Well I mean we haven’t been together for very long, and I haven’t really given it much thought.”

Kinda figured after we're done training to be rangers.

looks like the votes are similar enough to combine. Writing now.

>>39873381
>”Well...I uhhh...aren’t we supposed to be sparring not talking?”

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>>39873381
”Well I mean we haven’t been together for very long,” you respond, “and I haven’t really given it much thought. Aren't we supposed to be sparring anyways? We can talk on this issue later.”

“Fair enough,” your uncle says. “And your right, I’ve only got a month to train you two, better not waste any time, but after training today we should catch up. Alright?”

“Deal.”

“Right, with that, pick up a weapon and step into the sparring area Randal, I’ll put you against one of the new recruits from the rangers. Let’s see what my older brother taught you. Oh and feel free to pick up a weapon of your choosing from the weapon rack, and don’t worry, none of them are sharp.”

You walk over to the weapon rack and see a variety of weapons to choose from. You’re not sure who you’ll be fighting against yet, or what they’ll be using, so any of the weapons could be useful.

Pick one weapon.

>halberd
>hand axe (with shield or with a second axe)
>longsword (with or without shield)
>shortsword (with shield or dagger)
>two handed axe
>mace
>war pick (with or without shield)
>war hammer

>>39874074
>longsword (with or without shield)
with sheild

>>39874074
>longsword (with shield)

>>39874074
>longsword (with or without shield)

With a shield

sword n board it is writing now.

>>39874074
Even though your father taught you to be well versed with all manner of martial weapons, you decide to go with what you know best. You pick up a longsword and a sparring shield. You then make your way over to the sparring area and step inside the ring. There is a small crowd gathered around to watch, not as big as it was earlier when your uncle was fighting but still large enough. You assume it probably just the new recruits for the rangers.

“Alright Randal, you’ve chosen your weapon. Are you ready?” your uncle asks from the edge of the arena.

“I am.”

“Very well, Havard, you’re up. Get a weapon and step into the ring.”

You see a young man with brown hair and a short beard step forward. He walks over to the weapon rack and picks up a longsword and shield as well. He then steps into the ring with his sword at the ready. He looks to you and gives a slight nod. You return one in favor before the both of you turn your attention to your uncle.

“Havard, are you ready?”

“I am sir,” he responds.

“Very well then, fight!”

Havard raises up his shield and begins to slowly move towards you. The crowd starts cheering as well though you can't really make out what they are saying.

>normal attack
>fight defensively (bonus to roll, penalty to damage)
>power attack (penalty to roll, bonus to damage)
>other

>>39874665
Defense

>>39874665
>fight defensively (bonus to roll, penalty to damage)

>>39874665
>fight defensively (bonus to roll, penalty to damage)
Let him attack first, knock his weapon out of line with the shield and try to get him off balance.

Looking forward to this chills. Your quest looks interesting

>>39874665
>fight defensively (bonus to roll, penalty to damage)

>>39874804
I appreciate anon, hope you like it.

>>39874665
fighting defensively it is, roll1d100+5

Rolled 21 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>39874854
Guys why do we never write in to get a bonus?

>>39874854

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>39874854

Rolled 69 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>39874854
weeeeeeeeee

>>39874985

writing now.

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>>39874665
>>39874985
You’re unsure of your opponent or what he is capable of, so you decide to keep of your guard and get a good feel for what he can do.

He strikes and slashes out at you a few times, but doesn’t seem to want to commit, and you easily block all of them. It seems he is trying to get a feel for your defenses to try and find a hole in them. After a few more attacks, Havard comes in hard with a downward slash. You get your shield up in time and use enough force to knock him slightly off balance. You use the opening to slash at him in the side of the abdomen, and with him being knocked off balance from your block, he can’t bring his shield to block in time.

Your attack connects, hitting him in the side and knocking him away. The crowd’s cheers get louder as they see you land a successful hit. Its not enough to hurt him to badly, but enough for him to know to not try that attack again.

Havard curses under his breath and grabs his side for a moment but quickly brings his guard up. This time he looks like he’s much more guarded then before.

>normal attack
>fight defensively (bonus to roll, penalty to damage)
>power attack (penalty to roll, bonus to damage)
>other

>>39875242
>normal attack

>>39875242
>normal attack

>>39875242
>normal attack

>>39875242
>normal attack

>>39875242
>normal attack

>>39875242
normal attack by unanimous vote. roll 1d100

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>39875384

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>39875384

Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>39875384

writing now

>>39875242
>>39875403
You decide you should start dictating this fight, so you go in to attack first. You move forward and begin attacking. Havard manages to block the first few attacks, but then you decide to do a long horizontal swing from left to right, making it hard to block. You do so, but thats when he back steps, causing you to miss and have your swing go wide.

Havard then uses the opportunity of you being open to make his move. You can’t bring your shield up in time to block. He rushes forward and slams the rim of his shield into your gut, thankfully your armor lessens the blow, but it still hurts. You jump back quickly so he can’t follow up with his sword. You can see him smiling.

>-1 hp, 9/10 remaining.

Someone from the crowd yells out. “There you go Havard, bring that noble down a peg or two!”

>normal attack
>fight defensively (bonus to roll, penalty to damage)
>power attack (penalty to roll, bonus to damage)
>other

>>39875708
>normal attack

>>39875708
>normal attack

>>39875708
>fight defensively (bonus to roll, penalty to damage)

>>39875708
normal attack it is roll 1d100

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>39875825

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>39875825
Yarrgh

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>39875825

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>39875825
>>39875857
>>39875886
we really can't roll today can we?

>>39875923
You had to ask

you guys should sacrifice some d20s to the dice gods

also writing now.

>>39875708
>>39875921
You decide to try and attack again. You go in and jab with your sword this time, thinking he won’t expect it. Havard does something differently, he moves forward quickly and brings his shield up into your sword’s path, knocking it far off course. He then brings his own sword in and slams it into your shoulder. The force of it knocks you down, and the crowd lets out a large yell.

>-2hp, 7/10 remaining

You fall onto your back into the mud and see Havard swing his sword down onto you. You manage to roll to the side and dodge his blow. You get up quickly and bring up your guard, but you notice Havard must have swung to hard, you can see him struggling to get his sword back up, his sword is lodged in the mud!

Attack of opportunity! +10 bonus roll to any type of roll.

>normal attack
>fight defensively (bonus to roll, penalty to damage)
>power attack (penalty to roll, bonus to damage)
>other

>>39876237
>power attack (penalty to roll, bonus to damage)

>>39876237
>>power attack (penalty to roll, bonus to damage)
Step on his sword, use our shield to knock his out of line, smite him.

>>39876237
power attack it is, roll 1d100+5

Rolled 90 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>39876423
I regret nothing.

Rolled 50 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>39876423

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>39876423

>>39876423
writing now

>>39876237
>>39876481
Seeing that your opponent is pre occupied at the moment, you decide to take the advantage while you can. You rush in quickly towards him and knock him away from his sword with your shield. Havard stumbles back, placing his shield in front of him with both hands. You place both your hands on your longsword and charge in. You move in fast and bring down your sword. Havard manages to block it but is knocked off balance from the sheer force, leaving him wide open.

You use that opening to give him a swift bash with your shield in the side of his gut, he gags from the force and drops his shield. He stumbles to get but before he can you smack him as hard as you can with a diagonal slice, finally knocking him to the ground on his back. You point your sword to his chest as you stand over your opponent.

“Well shit, I got carried away and let myself get bested. I concede.”

The crowd is filled with cheers but there are also a few disappointed groans as well. You uncle steps forward and speaks loudly.

“ Havard concedes the match, Randal wins! Good match to the both of you.”

“Yes, good match Randal, so far you're the only one who has beaten me," says Havard respectfully.

>”You fought well Havard, you nearly got me, I just got lucky.”
>”Good match Havard. You alright?” (extend a hand to help him up)
>"I wasn't too worried about it, but I hope I wasn't hard on you."
>”How did I do uncle? Do I get to go again?”
>”What did you think Trista? I hope I didn’t worry you.”
>other

>>39876992
Good match Harvard. Are you alright?

>>39876992
>”Good match Havard. You alright?” (extend a hand to help him up)

>>39876992
>>”You fought well Havard, you nearly got me, I just got lucky.”
>”Good match Havard. You alright?” (extend a hand to help him up)

>>39876992
counting votes and writing now.

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>>39876992
“Good match Havard,” you say as you extend a hand to him. “You alright?”

Havard looks somewhat surprised, but his face quickly changes to a smile and he grabs your hand. You help pull him up to his feet.

“To be honest I wasn’t expecting that much from you, with you being a noble and all but you actually fought pretty well.”

“You fought well too, and you nearly got me. I just got lucky is all.”

“Hahah I guess so. Lets get out of the ring though so the next set of people can spar.”

You both do so and Trista comes up to you, she embraces you and kisses you on the cheeck. You hug her back as well.

“You had me worried there for a moment, but I knew you would pull through. Congratulations on winning your first match.”

“Thank you, Trista. I’m glad you believe in me.”

“Sorry to interrupt you two lovebirds,” your uncle interjects, “but you’re up next Trista. Go grab a weapon and step in the ring.”

“Yes sir.”

Trista goes over to the weapon rack and gets a longsword and shield as well. After she steps into the ring, your uncle calls out another recruit to step in. This time its a woman as well, a girl named Emilia. She seems a bit older and is clad in partial plate, she has long blonde hair and light brown eyes. She goes to the weapon rack but and takes a longsword as well, but not a shield. Is she that confident she can beat Trista?

The round starts and Trista moves in closer but doesn’t attack. She instead leaves her shield to her side, trying to get Emilia to attack her. It works, Emilia goes in with a quick jab of her sword. Trista sidesteps the jab and swings at Emilia, but even in her plate armor, the girl manages to quickly duck out of the way. She then follows up with a side slash of her own, but Trista quickly gets her shield up and in the way of the blow. Not only does she successfully block but she mananged to bash her shield forward with enough momentum to knock Emilia off balance.

>>39878513
Emilia stumbles back as Trista moves in and successfully lands a powerful blow to her side. Emilia grabs her side in pain and quickly moves back away from Trista.

“Ugh, you ugly redheaded bitch! That hurt, how dare you hit me.”

Fuck, now she’s done it. Trista doesn’t take to kindly to insults like that, especially from other women. You know this isn’t going to end well. You look at Trista’s face, its red with anger and you can see her gritting her teeth. Trista charges in this time and brings down her sword hard. Emilia brings up her sword to block Trista’s and does so successfully. Both of the girls swords lock and they stare at each other hatefully. Trista however then smiles and brings up her knee into Emilia’s crotch, where she has no plate armor. Emilia grabs her crotch in pain and falls to her knees dropping her sword.

Trista brings up her sword to Emilia’s face. This match is over and your uncle steps into the ring.
“Alright, this match is over, Trista wins.”

The crowds, which had been cheering even louder than during your match, erupts into a massive cheer. Emilia gives Trista an ugly look before knocking her sword away with her hand. She then stands up and stomps out of the ring and stands at the fence glaring at Trista, the crowd giving her plenty of room.

Trista then exits the ring as well, walking back over to you. She looks over at Emilia and smiles, before grabbing you and giving you a passionate kiss. She kisses you for quite a long time, pulling you close with her arms wrapped around you. She finally realeses her lips from yours and looks back over at Emilia and smiling again, as if to insult her.

“Well Randal, what do you think?”

>>39878533
>”Congrats on winning Trista, you did really well!”
>”What was that kiss for?”
>”Well it seems you’ve already made an enemy, and we haven’t even been here a full 24 hours.”
>”I don’t know if that was very nice, but good job on winning Trista, I’m glad for you.”
>other

>>39878551
>”Congrats on winning Trista, you did really well!”
>”What was that kiss for?”
>Watch her she's going to be a thorn in your ass after that.

sorry about the delay guys, some IRL stuff came up that I had to deal with.

>>39878551
>”Congrats on winning Trista, you did really well!”
>”Well it seems you’ve already made an enemy, and we haven’t even been here a full 24 hours.”

>>39878593
No problem Chills.

counting votes now and writing,

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>>39878551
”Congrats on winning Trista, you did really well!”

“Thank you Randal, I’m glad to hear it.”

“You’re welcome, but what was that passionate kiss for a second ago?”

“Just to add insult to injury to that stupid blonde whore over there. She called me a bitch!”

“I know, we all heard her. It seems you’ve already made an enemy and we haven’t even been here a full 24 hours.”

“Well she started it, she didn’t have to call me that. It was just a sparring match after all.”

“Very true but your going to have to watch her, she’s going to be a thorn in your ass after that.”

“Thank you Randal, I’ll do that, but she’s the one who will have to watch out for me.”

Just then, several other women rush up to you and Trista. They all gather around her and bombard Trista with praise and questions.

“Wow, your just beat Emilia Fairhaven!” one short girl with black hair exclaims. “She was the best female ranger out of all of us new recruits and you beat her so quickly. I’m glad you did, she was mean to the rest of us, except those who decided it would be better to serve her.”

“Yeah,” another girl chimes in, “She is from a noble family from one of the lesser houses, so she thinks she’s better than everyone. But you put her in her place!”

“You’ll need to be careful though. She can make your life hell if you don’t watch your back or have a group of friends to do so,” the black haired girl adds. “In fact, we’ll be your friends!”

“Well I mean it was just a sparring match after all, and she called me an ugly name, I just got mad was all, no need to praise me.”

>>39879849
Trista begins to blush with embarrassment as the small group of girls swarm her and compliment her on her fighting, looks, etc. Trista then looks to you for help with the new crowd of people she’s attracted. She then gets a smile on her face. Uh oh, she better not do what you think she’s about to do.

“Have you met my boyfriend? His name is Randal, he fought in then match just before mine. Randal, introduce yourself.”

The small crowd of female rangers turn their attention to you. Fuck, better think of something to say.

>”Hello, Randal Tallstag, its a pleasure to meet all of you.”
>”Uhhh...hello? I’m Trista’s boyfriend Randal Tallstag.”
>”Nice to meet you lovely ladies, my name is Randal Tallstag of House Tallstag.”
>remain silent
>other

>>39879880
>”Nice to meet you lovely ladies, my name is Randal Tallstag of House Tallstag.”

>>39879880
>”Hello, Randal Tallstag, its a pleasure to meet all of you.”

>>39879880
>”Hello, Randal Tallstag, its a pleasure to meet all of you.”

counting votes now and writing.

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>>39879880
”Hello, Randal Tallstag, its a pleasure to meet all of you,” you say politely as you give a slight bow.

The short girl with the black hair is the first to step forward, she sizes you up and inspects you from head to toe. She finally bows back and greets you.

“My name is Elizabeth Highcastle, and it is a pleasure to meet you as well. And congratulations on your win earlier.” She then turns back to Trista and says, “You’re so lucky, you have a handsome and polite boyfriend, your pretty, and you know how to fight. I’m sooo jealous of you.”

“Well, thank you and don’t be jealous I’m sure you’ll find someone.” Trista responds.

Before the other girls introduce themselves your uncle interrupts.

“Excuse me, but you all should be paying attention to the fights, you’ll learn a thing or two by watching. So less talk more watching the fight.”

“Right, sorry uncle.”

You all turn your attention to the fight at hand, and continue to watch the for the next two hours. There were plenty of good fights, others not so good. Some dragging out for 15 minutes or more, and others lasting only a few seconds. All of them seem to be between new recruits, but you can tell who has had prior training and who hasn’t. The group seems to be split even with experienced and inexperienced members. After two hours though, your uncle calls for a two hour break to get lunch and get medical attention for those who need it.

>go eat lunch with (specify)
>go explore around the castle with (specify)
>go get medical attention for your wounds
>other

>>39880707
>>go get medical attention for your wounds
then
>go eat lunch with (trista and our uncle)

>>39880707
>go get medical attention for your wounds
better safe than sorry

>>39880707
counting votes and writing now.

>>39880707
You decide it would be best to go and get your wounds healed, just to be safe. You’re sure you didn’t take any serious damage, especially since all the sparring weapons are blunted. You see a line of injured people right next to the training grounds. At the end of the line there are people being healed, by magic! There are men and women in robes healing the rangers, there is white light shining from their hands as they put them over the wounds of the rangers in line. You quickly walk over and get in line. You wait a few minutes before you are called forward by an elderly man in white robes.

“Where are you injured?”

“On my shoulder and in my stomach, I took some blows there, but it shouldn’t be too bad. I just wanted to be safe is all.”

“A wise decision, here let me heal you.”

The robed man puts his hand on your shoulder and you see a white light form. It feels warm and soothing, you begin to feel the pain in your shoulder melt away until it feels just like normal again.

“Better?”

“Yes, better.”

The man then places his hands on your stomach and forms the same white light again. The pain goes away from your stomach as well. The robed elderly man then lifts his hands away and calls the for the next person in line.

“Thank you sir. I appreciate it.”

“Not to worry, it was my pleasure.”

You walk away smiling, that healing spell seems like it could come in handy, perhaps you could try to learn it sometime. You head back over to where your uncle and Trista are standing.

“Hey would you guys like to go to lunch? I can catch you up with all that’s happened to me uncle.”

“Sure, I’d like that,” he replies.

calling it a night here. Thanks as always for taking part in the quest. I hope you guys liked it.

What do you guys think so far? Any questions you might have?

>>39881555
Going good so far. We're still in tutorial and I see no major flaws yet.

Thanks for running!

>>39881555
thanks for runing

i have had this question for like a week
fantasy monster/animals will you have them an example being dire wolfs and what not
and animal companions

because i want a dire wolf companion and i will not lie

>>39881721
it is a possibility, but only the most experienced rangers have animal companions.

>>39881855
then i know what im gonna plan for.

>>39881915
I'm totally down for it.

>>39881961
my brother
i mean who doesn't want a dire wolf companion

>>39882043
The Lannisters?

>>39882073
well they can go fuck them self's then.

>>39882101
Some of them do.

So what were your thoughts on the thread today everyone?

Also would you want me to put up an ask.fm link for your questions as well?