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You are awoken in the early morning before the sun has risen by the sound of shouting, but it is not from nearby. It echoes across the treetops and causes birds to fly up in large numbers. Immediately Kaylessa shoots upwards, and Merriam and Brutus are similarly startled. The voice is like a great horn, bellowing from the west.

"What is THAT?" Merriam asks, clutching the bedroll she shares with you. "Some kind of monster?"

"It sounds like a giant," Kaylessa replies, going for his bow.

Brutus snorts. "I recognize that voice. It is Krom."

Your eyes widen in disbelief as you look over at him. "What? You say he lives?"

Brutus rolls over, scratches his behind and prepares to sleep again. "Those things could not kill him. He has the blood of his god."

You shimmy out of your bedroll and stand up in the cool, damp morning air. A moment later, you hear another cry, coming from the west again.

'What is he doing?' you think to yourself. 'Could he be at the church?'

>Ignore it and go back to sleep
>Get everyone up and packing; head further east and out of the region
>Go investigate the noise; either alone or with a group
>Remain here at camp for some time
>Other

>>1050492
>>Go investigate the noise; either alone or with a group

>>1050492
>Go investigate the noise; alone

>>1050492
>Go investigate the noise; either alone or with a group

>>1050492
>>Get everyone up and packing; head further east and out of the region
GTFO

>>1050492
>Go investigate the noise; either alone or with a group

>>1050492
>>Go investigate the noise with Kay.
Use illusion camoflage so he doesn't see us.

I guess we need to figure out how to use this guy.
This is getting complicated.

>>1050492
>>Go investigate the noise; either alone or with a group

>>1050492
>Go investigate the noise; either alone or with a group

Group, we don't want to get split up if we have to flee

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Getting dressed, you quickly announce that you will go and check on it.

"That's a bad idea," Kaylessa says. "What if something happens?"

"I'll be on my horse, trust me, I'll be alright," you assure her. You climb up onto the horse and check your things before riding off.

After a moment, you hear another horse riding up behind you. It is Kaylessa again. "Sorry, but I'd rather not let you go off on your own."

"So you'd leave Merriam with the giant bull-man we don't know or trust?" you ask over your shoulder.

The elf pauses, but continues riding behind you.

It isn't long before you find the church, and what you discover is quite the sight. Sure enough, there is Krom, barbarian king without a kingdom, and he is smashing the tower.

With his bare fists.

Each punch sends a cataclysmic storm of bricks loose from the walls. Each punch is accompanied by a furious roar as he attacks the building with abandon, no method to it. Whatever he sees next, he punches. He is alone, and apparently unarmed -- not that that seems to be an issue for him.

He topples a tower of the chapel and you watch it crumble with a great cloud of dust and dirt.

"Gods," Kaylessa whispers. "How can a man do that?"

"You said it yourself," you smirk.

Krom stomps out of the church and approaches a large boulder. Without stopping to think for a moment, he grabs it and hefts it over his head. It must weigh more than three men, but he makes it seem like it weighs nothing! He turns and takes but a moment to aim before hurling it at the chapel wall, destroying the last load-bearing wall and causing the structure to collapse.

With that, he falls upon his knees and breathes heavily, apparently calming down.

'Safe bet that Albert isn't here,' you think with an amused grin.

>Approach him as Mary
>Approach him as Wynleth
>Stay hidden and see where he goes
>Return to your group
>Other

>>1050624
>Approach him as Mary

Damn I wish that Kaylessa was in on everything, then we could approach as Serena and get him on our side against the kingdom

>>1050624
>>Approach him as Wynleth
We warned him about the box, so that should automatically put us in good graces in our elf form.

>>1050624
>>Approach him as Mary
But tell him we are Wylneth

>>1050624
>Approach him as Mary

>>1050624
>Approach him as Mary
If we approach as Wynleth and drop the disguise later, that carries the risk of Krom thinking we were in on the genocide.

>>1050624
>Approach him as Wynleth and tell him that the necromancer was under instructions from Mordrax to genocide them.

Not sure about the disguise tho. Wynleth just seems easier since he'll recognize us.
Maybe reveal that we were actually humans scouts(cue Mary reveal) sent to intercept the box in disguise to avoid Mordrax's agents following us. But alas *sob* we were too late.

Nggggh, not sure which way to go here. Both options are viable, IMO.

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>>Approach him as Wynleth

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You lightly kick the horse and ride forward with Kaylessa accompanying you. With you and him both back to your normal selves (well, with you as Mary) he doesn't recognize you as you ride up to him.

"Hail, barbarian."

"I am in no mood for conversation, woman," he says in a tone guided by fatigue as much as it is by somberness. "Unless you have drink, I am not interested."

"We may not have drink, but I know why you are here, and I know where the necromancer has gone," you tell him, and that gets his attention. He stands up and walks towards you.

"Were you in league with him then, woman with wide hat?"

"I am Mary, and no, I was not. I knew of him. He is Albert, the necromancer. He unleashed a great plague upon your people and fled north, to the swamp."

He picks up his sword and straps it to his back. "Then I know where my destination lies."

"You mean to go there now?"

"What is to stop me?" he says, holding up a fist. "For years I grew soft in my position as king. It is this softness that caused the deaths of all of my people! My people, whom I failed to protect, for I was too taken with the pleasures of wine and women! Soft and bored... NO MORE! Now I know my purpose. My people, annihilated by madness and monstrosities concocted by a vile necromancer. I shall RID the world of these foul sorcerous fiends, so that what happened to my people MAY NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN, TO ANY AND ALL!"

His rousing speech is accompanied by him pounding upon his chest and letting out a mighty warrior's cry. "So I swear it, so it shall be! If need be, I will move mountains OR TEAR THEM DOWN!"

'I don't doubt that you could...'

>Send Kaylessa away and speak to him in private
>Implicate the court wizard Mordrax
>Tell him where Albert is specifically
>Try to convince him to come with you
>Other

>>1050766
>>Implicate the court wizard Mordrax

>>1050766
>>Send Kaylessa away and speak to him in private
Let's try to calm the guy down for a second, convince him to not do anything rash.

>>1050766
>Implicate the court wizard Mordrax

He is totally working for this guy.

>>1050766
>Implicate the court wizard Mordrax
Necromancers like Albert rarely move of their own accord, lest they have extreme ambitions.

Also, this allows Krom to split his attention between Albert and Mordrax and perhaps serve as a diversion later. Let Krom be Krom and do his own thing, but as long as his path walks parallel to ours, that's all we ask for.

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>>Implicate the court wizard Mordrax
>He is totally working for this guy.
This.

>>1050766
>Implicate the court wizard Mordrax

I would hardly say soft and complacent, you built a great force King and were a threat to people should you prevail over the Orcs. Do you think it was chance that this plague was visited on you?

>Send Kaylessa away and speak to him in private

At this point we should cycle through our illusions showing him the elf, "We have a common enemy even if you don't know it, the Wizard Mordrax was the one who gave the orders."

At the end of this we should have him focus on rebuilding his Horde so that we can use them later against the kingdom. In return we can advise him and ward his people from further magics

>>1050816
Nah, let Krom do his business solo. All we have to do is point him in the "right" direction.

>>1050766
> Implicate the court wizard Mordrax
> "This defiler of the dead is not without allies. As we speak, his true master worms his way into the hearts and minds of royalty and common men alike. If he has his way, all the world shall become the theater of Mordrax, and mankind his puppets."

>>1050816
Yes to the first, but no showing him our other faces.

>>1050766
>>Implicate the court wizard Mordrax

We didn't have to tell him that Albert went to the swamp did we?
Now his brother the alchemist is in danger if Krom decides to look for him.
gg

Would it be cool to show our true form Sirena to Krom? If he knows who we are, it would potentially solidify that we're both on the same page and want Mordrax to pay.

>>1050874
Krom would still have to navigate the swamp by himself, which crawls with large beasts.

>>1050828

Less of an on hand adviser, more "Here is a communications amulet get in touch if you have questions or are about to do something big." was my thought, that way we can keep tabs on him

>>1050833

I put that in there because if he recognizes Serena and knows the significance there it will answer a lot of questions about how we knew what Mordrax's plans were but I can understand the vote against, I might be tipping our hand too early

>>1050883
>"Here is a communications amulet get in touch if you have questions or are about to do something big."
We can't do that yet. We don't have the magic for it.

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"You seem well set on your path. You should know this, then," you say, turning your horse slightly. "The necromancer you seek had allies, and a master. He has two brothers, Vincent and Herbert, and by name he is Albert. But I am certain that he, if not the other two as well, serve someone else."

"Who did he obey?"

"I know not, but think of it this way: your people were strong. They were a threat waiting to happen. Do you think it was chance that this plague was visited on you?"

"Not by chance. He unleashed it upon us through trickery!"

"And perhaps because he was ordered to," you say, and in your mind you smile wickedly. "I know that he served another, but who that person is, I know not. But I do know that it would have to be a sorcerer or wizard of even greater power than he... and the greatest in all the land is in the court of the king to the south. You have never had good relations with that king, I take it?"

His eyes widen. "You think the king commanded his wizard to find some terrible means to wipe out me and my people?"

"It is certainly possible."

His face crows stern, his brow heavy. "Maiden Mary, I thank you for this knowledge. You have told me much that will help me on my path. It is as if the gods themselves have blessed me, in this time of confusion, with an angelic herald."

He reaches for your hand and takes it, kissing the back of it. "Stay safe in these lands. My people no longer exist to repel the more dishonorable dogs from the west and south. Go east. It is safer there."

With that, he turns and walks, heading north.

"Will we ever meet again?" you ask him.

"I should hope so," he calls back.

>Let him go; return to the others
>Try to get him to come with you instead
>Accompany him for some distance
>Bestow upon him a gift
>Other

>>1050944
>Try to get him to come with you instead

>>1050944
>Let him go; return to the others
Krom has his objectives, and our plans are much too circuitous for him. Let him do his own thing while we do ours. I'm sure we'll hear news of him as time goes on.

>>1050944
>He has two brothers, Vincent and Herbert, and by name he is Albert. But I am certain that he, if not the other two as well, serve someone else."
WHAT ARE YOU DOING DAMASHI?!
Your gonna get our tutors killed!

>>1050944
>Let him go; return to the others
>Other

Provide him with a pass code so that when we come back he will recognize us even if we have a different illusion, could be useful if we meet him in less than ideal circumstances

>>1050969
Krom's business is with Albert alone. If the other two brothers know to lay low, he'll leave them be.

>>1050944
>>Let him go; return to the others

>>1050969

Yeah I really have to side on him with this one, pointing him towards the swamp was stupid enough but also providing the names of our other two tutors?

>>1050969

The more truth we sprinkle into a lie, the more the lie becomes believable.

If Krom learns of the brothers from some other source, he will doubly believe what we tell him in Mordrax.

Besides, Albert is with Herbert anyway, and Vincent is a good trek away from them both.

>>1050969
I think our tutors can defend themselves.
Plus if we warn everyone, everyone owes us one.

>>1050944
>>Let him go; return to the others

>>1050944
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Hey! I said the king to the SOUTH!! Go South Dangit!
And Vincent and Herbert probably live in the south somewhere.

>>1050944
What kind of gift would we be giving him? Maybe we can protect him from scrying, so he can have the advantage of surprise?

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>And Vincent and Herbert probably live in the south somewhere.

Swamp is north of the chapel.

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I don't think we want him to actually have that advantage, let him go with a pass code and keep an ear out for rumors on him

>>1051001
Herbert is in the swamp to the north, where Albert is holing up.

>>1051003
Damashi says we can give him a spare item, or even a cosmetic mark that may do something for him (spoiler: it doesn't).

>>1050944
>Let him go; return to the others

So we'll just scry on him every once in a while check on how he is doing, maybe poke him down a path we WANT/NEED him to go down

>>1050944
>>Let him go; return to the others

>>1051028
We don't have scrying or remote communications yet. Our Divination is still very basic.

>>1050944
>Let him go; return to the others

>>1051036
Yeah well it's not as if we don't have the means to learn

totaly should have given him some armor we had

>>1051098
Barbarians and fullplate generally don't go together.

It would have been nice to given him an amulet of some kind, but we don't have any.

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As he walks off, you can't help but be amused. 'Everywhere I go, I create more heroes. But if I can keep manipulating them to go after Mordrax, I just may have the path to my victory...'

Kaylessa looks over and wrinkles his nose. "Do you really think that necromancer is serving the court wizard?"

You ignore the question and change the subject. "Krom will believe whatever he wants to believe. I suggest we return to the others and spend some time studying the necromancer's book until we can find a way to defeat the ghosts of the tower; our original goal."

He nods and turns his horse to trot alongside your own. "If that barbarian ever finds out we were involved with that plague..."

"Well, we weren't," you tell him firmly. "As far as he is concerned, it was the necromancer. Let him think that. Let it consume him, drive him. He may end up doing some good in the end."

"I suppose so," he admits. "Still, if he ever found out..."

"He won't."

When you return to the others, you discover that Merriam is sitting with Brutus, showing him one of her books. "You see, we record knowledge and sometimes things like poems, art and other things in books. This is so that others can read them and learn!"

"Minotaurs draw pictures," he replies, gently turning the pages and squinting as the small text. "Pictures easier to read."

"But you can learn so much more from a book than a picture. We can also work on your speech skills, teach you how to speak properly. What do you think about that?"

You and Kaylessa ride up then, and Merriam gives you a small wave. You find the scene quite cute, in a strange way. "Hello, Merriam. Teaching him to read?"

"I'd like to," she says, looking over at him. "Brutus, would you like to learn?"

"Not know," he shrugs. He closes the book and hands it back to her.

>Stay here at camp for a while and study your book
>Everyone pack up; we're heading east
>Let's head north and see what we find
>Let's head south and see what we find
>Other

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>He unleashed a great plague upon your people and fled north, to the swamp."

Add to that the barbarian knows the land and the swamp is in the north.

What are you even trying to say, man?

>>1051128
Let's get back to the safety of Bridge Town before we start boning up on how to deal with spirits.

>>1051128
>>Everyone pack up; we're heading east

>>1051128
>>Everyone pack up; we're heading east

>>1051128
>>Everyone pack up; we're heading east
So is Brutus following us now?
Ask him what his plans are.

Also, think we ought to pay our Evocation trainer a visit since he's on the way? We promised to visit every so often.


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kek
It was supposed to be part of the quote.
I was suggesting that we lie to him about their locations in a last ditch attempt to lead him southward.

>>1051158
WE can't bring a tauren there.

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>>Stay here at camp for a while and study your book

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Well, I guess I just didn't get it.

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At your command, the two pack up their things and begin to trek west. Merriam climbs up behind you on the horse, assuming her usual place with her hands around your waist. Brutus walks, but each of his strides makes up for the fact that you are riding horses.

"Coming with us, then, Brutus?"

"Not want to stay here," he mutters. "You good enough for now."

'Well, thanks very much,' you think as you roll your eyes. "I assure you, we're more than good enough. Good company is hard to come by these days."

He doesn't reply as he trudges along.

Eventually you come to the bridge where you convinced the highwayman to quit. A new guard is posted here, and like before, he demands that you halt and pay a fee. This one seems to be unwilling to negotiate or let you pass like the last one. Likely he's more loyal to the captain and his hag allies.

>Pay the man
>Let Brutus deal with him
>Kill him yourself
>Knock him out and take him captive
>Other

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>Other
Get Brutus to knock him into the water

>>1051300
>Give the man a look.
>Look towards Brutus.
>Look back towards the man.
>Give him the 'Really?' eyebrow.

>>1051320
This.

>>1051320
It kinda writes itself.

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>Let Brutus deal with him

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You look at the man with a cocked eyebrow. You then look at Brutus, then back at the man.

He then takes out the most frightening of all weapons: the quarterstaff.

"...Brutus, if you would please."

The minotaur snorts and walks forward. The man's grip on his weapon tightens and he brings it up, then smashes it down on the minotaur's head, breaking it!

The weapon, that is. It snaps right in half and you can't help but laugh. As you do, Brutus lifts up one hand, grabs the man by the shoulder, and hurls him over the side of the bridge and into the water.

"Thank you, Brutus," you say to him as you all cross the bridge.

>South, to Francis' tower
>Northeast, to Elder Grey
>East, to Bridge Town
>Or just camp in the woods
>Other

>>1051378
>South, to Francis' tower
I mean, since we're in the area. Plus, we'll see how Francis reacts to Kaylessa.

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>>South, to Francis' tower
>>1051386
totalty going to want to hit that

>>1051378
>>South, to Francis' tower
Since the man is basically /tg/ personafied (which is also a lot of /d/) Francis will like at least one of our new companions greatly.

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>>Give the man a look.
>>Look towards Brutus.
>>Look back towards the man.
>>Give him the 'Really?' eyebrow.

So anyone for paying Francis a visit?

Also we need to make sure minotaurs are allowed in town, or find someplace for him to guard or something so he doesn't cramp our style.

He still doesn't know that we do necromancy and will probably be very offended.

>>1051378
>>South, to Francis' tower

Quarterstaves are actually pretty frightening irl tbpf.

>>1051430
we also kinda used his son for Boris parts

>>1051378
>>Or just camp in the woods
Study spirits and take this spirits tower down.

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From here you travel south, to Francis' tower.

"Him again?" Merriam asks once his tower is in sight. "Didn't you hate the last time we stayed here?"

"That's in the past," you wave a hand. "The NEAR past, but still. I can forgive him."

"I'm sorry, who is this?" Kaylessa asks.

"Oh, he'd love you," you joke. "He is an archmage. He's got a lot of magical power."

Brutus snorts, apparently dismissive of magic, but doesn't object.

His front door is locked. Upon knocking on his tower door, you hear him shout from above. "Are you the milkman? Do you have my mail? Are you here to kill me?"

'Why does he always ask that?' You clear your throat. "No, I don't have any milk, but I do have a large cow with me. I don't have any mail and I'm not here to kill you, but I do have a message: if you don't get down here and make me come up there myself, I'll change my mind about the last one!"

He pokes his head out and smiles. "MARY! So good to see you! And Merriam, lovely as always. And some new friends, too. I always knew you could make more if you tried."

"Funny. Now let us in."

"You didn't say the... MAGIC word."

You roll your eyes. "Please?"

"Well, that works too, I suppose," he giggles to himself as he snaps his finger. You hear a locking mechanism on the other side rattle around and the door opens. You, Merriam and Kaylessa enter, but Brutus sits outside next to the door.

"Not coming in?"

"Stay here. No like towers. No like wizards. No like him; smells bad. Needs shower."

"You can smell him from up there?" You sniff the air. "Then again, I suppose I can, too..."

>Go upstairs and greet him
>Make him come down to greet you
>Start making yourself comfortable
>Brush things off his desk and get to research
>Other

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>Make him come down to greet you

>>1051536
>Make him come down to greet you

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>>Make him come down to greet you

>>1051536
>>Make him come down to greet you

How long has it been since we met him?
The line between game-time and real-time is too blurry.

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>>Make him come down to greet you

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You wait while tapping your foot. Doesn't he know how to greet guests? 'I swear, if he didn't happen to be one of the most powerful mages I have ever met, I would destroy him for being so rude.'

Finally he comes downstairs, wearing a new robe. A strange scent hits your nostiles; some kind of cologne?

"Ladies, ladies, ladies," he says. "Welcome to my tower. Mary, Merriam, always a 'pleasure'... and you, my dear?" He approaches Kaylessa and takes her hand. "Mm. Elves, always the softest of skin... What is your name, my beautiful elven flower?"

He pulls his hand away. "Uh. I'm Kaylessa."

"A beautiful name. Doesn't it mean, 'To hide in plain sight'?"

"Erm, well, in some elven dialects yes, but..."

"I certainly hope you won't vanish from me," he says as he kisses the back of the elven boy's hand. He then looks over at your face. "Mary, why are you smiling like that?"

"Nothing, no reason," you flat-out lie, trying to contain your laughter.

Francis stands up. "Please, make yourselves at home. In accordance with the laws of hospitality, everything I can do to make you more comfortable, you needn't hesitate to ask." He leans closer to Merriam and emphasizes, "ANYTHING."

"Thank you, Francis," you say, patting him on the top of his head. "I came by hoping to learn a few new things. I have a book I want to study."

"Oh, a book? May I?"

You take it out and hand it to him. He starts flipping through its pages. "Ah. Necromancy. What a shame. You should really focus on other schools, Mary. Your talents are wasted on this... drivel." He tosses it over his shoulder, and Kaylessa catches it. He steps closer to you and continues, "One of your talents, with... assets... such as your own shouldn't spend time amongst the dead, but making the living."

"What?"

"I meant, WITH the living. Excuse me."

>Study the necromancy book
>Ask him to impart lessons in Evocation
>Ask him about other schools of magic and potential teachers
>Ask him if he knows anything about the Redford Tower
>Other

>>1051633
>Ask him to impart lessons in Evocation
Gotta build our own spellbook.

>>1051671
This.

>>1051633
>>Ask him to impart lessons in Evocation
>>Ask him if he knows anything about the Redford Tower

>>1051633
>>Ask him to impart lessons in Evocation

>>1051633
>>Ask him if he knows anything about the Redford Tower
DING

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"Well, I've come to learn more from your school."

"I can certainly help you to be more evocative," he says, raising and lowering his eyebrows.

You almost roll your eyes, but remain playfully into his little games. 'Why does he do this? He could have whatever he wanted, but he insists on being a lecherous pervert. I can't underestimate him again -- I know what power he wields. That Codex Arcana of his allows him to do almost anything...'

You fold your arms in front of you, purposefully pushing up your breasts. "Oh, please, Francis. I'd love to learn."

He adjusts his collar. "Yes, yes, how about some tea first?" He snaps a finger and suddenly, from another room, an imp carrying a tray walks out. The creature begrudgingly mumbles something infernal as it walks around, offering each of you a cup. You've seen these things before -- a simple and common summon among conjurers, and the weakest of devils.

"What is that thing?" Merriam asks.

"Just a harmless minion," he assures her. He takes a sip. "Reginald! I said with honey, HONEY!"

"Razn-frazn, rozzle dozzle..." the imp mutters, walking back into the pantry.

"No lip from you!" he shouts after the small devil. He turns back and smiles. "Sorry about that. Hard to find help these days."

"About evocation..."

"Ah, yes, of course. But I'm sure you'll remember our deal, yes?" he asks, licking his lips. "So, what'll it be?"

'He wants something...'

>"Everyone, strip."
>Only you will strip.
>Promise him dinner and a date.
>Promise him dinner and a date... with Kaylessa.
>Promise him a threeway dinner and a date.
>"Merriam, keep him company."
>Other

>>1051809
>Promise him dinner and a date... with Kaylessa.
OH BABY

>>1051809
>Promise him dinner and a date... with Kaylessa.

>>1051809
>>Promise him dinner and a date.
We can save our trap for later.

Can we also ask him about dealing with hags at some point?

>>1051809
>>Promise him dinner and a date.

I think he will like it better if we play it subtly rather than getting half-naked bluntly.
And I don't want to involve Kaylessa before telling him.

>>1051809
>Promise him dinner and a date.

>>1051809
>>Promise him dinner and a date... with Kaylessa.
Too funny not to do. Plus, he'd probably like it anyway.

>>1051809
>>Promise him dinner and a date... with Kaylessa.

>>1051809
I mean he's basically a channer, he'd probably love a trap date

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>>1051820
>>1051826
>>1051840
>>1051842

"How about dinner and a date... with Kaylessa?"

"What?!" the elf speaks up. "I didn't sign up for--"

"Done!" Francis says, rubbing his hands together. "I'll go get things ready."

He walks up his stairs and Kaylessa walks over to you. "Mary! I can't date him!"

"I know, I wouldn't want to either," Merriam says.

"That's not what I -- the point is, I can't!" He leans in close. "You KNOW why!" he whispers.

"It'll be fine," you assure him. "He's harmless." After a moment, you realize you aren't comfortable with that lie. "MOSTLY harmless. I'll be there, don't worry."

He whispers back into your ear, "Mary, I am NOT that kind of elf!"

"What with men?"

"I meant I don't sell myself!"

"So, you're okay with men?"

"MARY!"

"Just asking," you shrug. "Look, you get a free meal out of it, and he's not... all bad."

He huffs. "I don't get paid enough for this."

"I thought you said you don't sell yourself?"

"That's not what I -- GAH!" He points a finger at you and continues to whisper, "If this ends badly for me, I'm going to find a way to get back at you!"

"You'll be fine. Just play along."

"What are you two whispering about?" Merriam asks.

You pull back and smile at her. "Nothing, nothing at all!"

Francis then comes back downstairs, carrying a box. He hands it to Kaylessa. "If you would please..."

He opens it up, then his face flushes red. "I'm not wearing THAT!"

"Kaylessa..." you say.

He blushes. "I'll do the dinner, but NOT that." He hands Francis the box back and walks into another room to look for a drink.

Francis watches him go. "Oh, I love fiesty elves..."

"Trust me, that one's a handful," you chuckle. "Now, about my magic."

"Of course! I'll hand you a book and let you take care of everything." He leads you over to a large stack of books. "Now, what do you want to know? I have it in here somewhere, probably, mabye."

>Arcane/force spells
>Elemental spells
>Conjuration spells
>Erotic spells
>Other

>>1051990
>>Arcane/force spells

>>1051990
>Elemental spells
We could use a good old-fashioned Lightning Bolt or Fireball.

>>1051990
>>Arcane/force spells
Telekinesis on the way.

>>1051990
>>Arcane/force spells
Although those erotic spells do look tempting, we should probably stay practical for now.

>>1051990
>>Arcane/force spells
I'm thinking that this would be most useful since many things have resistance to certain elements. But fewer things have resistance to pure arcana.

>>Erotic spells
This might be useful for thralldom or fun times.

>>other
The Codex Arcana

>>1051990
Since when does date = sex?

A dinner & date is where you eat, chat and gaze at each other in the romantic candlelight.
Sex may come afterwards, but it's not automatically considered part of the date.

>>1051990
>>Erotic spells

>>1052047
Though arcana can only damage things, whereas a mastery of fireballs can also light up torches, set fire to building, heat up, scare animals without harming them, produce shadown etc.

>>1052069

He's just nervous.

Also, Francis is a pervert -- you don't think he'd push for sex on the first date?

>>1052094
noo just some handys.
and he most likey would get a knose bleed if you asked him to fuck you

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>>1051997
>>1052024
>>1052041
>>1052047

Alright, here's a list of spells we can get from flipping through the book.

For now, let's choose only two.

>Arcane Strike - Melee attack, hand becomes like a blade that can swipe at an enemy
>Shatter - Sonic attack that can shatter weaker objects like glass, plates, etc.
>Blinding Flash - bright flash of light that can repel enemies or blind them
>Choking Ring - conjure up a forceful ring around an opponent's neck to choke them
>Forceful Noose - opposite of forceful push; pulls an target towards you
>Chaos Orb - an orb that will always have a random effect upon striking its target
>Cloud of Daggers - create a cloud of arcane force daggers that will attack anything that enters it

>>1052270
>Arcane Strike
>Forceful Noose
Some close-range protection is always welcome.

>>1052276
Plus, the Noose will be able to rip people out of any long-range comfort zone they may have. Combined with the Arcane Bolt and Forceful Push, we now have long-range and close-range options that complement each other.

>>1052270
>Choking Ring
I don't care about the other, but I can't resist Force Choke

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>>1052270
>Arcane Strike - Melee attack, hand becomes like a blade that can swipe at an enemy
>Cloud of Daggers - create a cloud of arcane force daggers that will attack anything that enters it

MUDA MUDA MUDA!

>>1052270
>>Arcane Strike
>>Forceful Noose
I agree with >>1052279
Being versatile at first is important.
The arcane strike is a must IMO, we have no melee attack at the moment.

>>1052270
>>Blinding Flash - bright flash of light that can repel enemies or blind them
>>Choking Ring - conjure up a forceful ring around an opponent's neck to choke them

>>1052270
>>Forceful Noose - opposite of forceful push; pulls an target towards you
>Cloud of Daggers - create a cloud of arcane force daggers that will attack anything that enters it

>>1052276
>>1052296
>>1052299

>>1052276
>>1052299
>>1052314

>>1052295
>>1052312

>>1052296
>>1052314

Looks like Arcane Strike and Forceful Noose are in the lead. Unless any more votes come out, it'll be them.

>>1052270
>>1052366

>>Choking Ring - conjure up a forceful ring around an opponent's neck to choke them
ability to kill people without them screaming would be nice.

>Forceful Noose - opposite of forceful push; pulls an target towards you

>>1052390
We are already about to learn the circle of choking dust from the book of necromancy.

>>1052390
Plus we can always just buy a dagger to do the same thing as arcane strike. Or just use any of our offensive spell at close range.

>>1052399
But does choking dust strangle people to death?
Or just make them hack and cough for awhile?
I'm just thinking we may need something a bit stealthier so the screams and coughs of our victims don't alert the entire area.

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That last vote pushes Forceful Noose up one and ties Choking Ring with Arcane Strike.

>Forceful Noose: Casting your arms outwards, focusing and muttering a word of power allows you to create a rope of arcane energy that you toss at a target within ten feet. When you clench both hands and pull, the target will be compelled by strength greater than your own to come towards you. There is no direct energy seen; it is an invisible noose. Anything caught by the spell is not inherently damaged, but they can be if pulled into something.


NOW CHOOSE BETWEEN THESE TWO:

>Arcane Strike: A blade of untyped force energy encompasses your hand of choice, and dissolves a moment later, giving you just enough time to strike with it. It is a powerful blade with an unnaturally sharp edge, and is not much longer than a standard knife or dagger. The hand you are using this with must remain flat in order to become a literal knife-hand.

>Choking Ring: By focusing and muttering some words of power, you can clench a hand and summon a ring that constricts around a certain body part of a single target, usually the neck. You can increase or decrease pressure with your hand, but if you completely unclench it or lose focus, the ring will cease. Note that this is less effective against foes wearing armor or who do not need to breathe, and as a rule of thumb does not hurt beings made of stone, metal or similar elements.

>>1052434
>>Arcane Strike: A blade of untyped force energy encompasses your hand of choice, and dissolves a moment later, giving you just enough time to strike with it. It is a powerful blade with an unnaturally sharp edge, and is not much longer than a standard knife or dagger. The hand you are using this with must remain flat in order to become a literal knife-hand.

Choking ring will likely be in the necromancy book

>>1052434
>>Arcane Strike
> Magic attack > dagger
> You can walk unarmed and actually be armed (or imprisoned, or whatever)
> You don't want to cause an explosion or to let the choking guy still kick your ass while choking at close range.

>>1052434
>>Arcane Strike: A blade of untyped force energy encompasses your hand of choice, and dissolves a moment later, giving you just enough time to strike with it. It is a powerful blade with an unnaturally sharp edge, and is not much longer than a standard knife or dagger. The hand you are using this with must remain flat in order to become a literal knife-hand.

>>1052434
>Arcane Strike: A blade of untyped force energy encompasses your hand of choice, and dissolves a moment later, giving you just enough time to strike with it. It is a powerful blade with an unnaturally sharp edge, and is not much longer than a standard knife or dagger. The hand you are using this with must remain flat in order to become a literal knife-hand.

>>1052434
>Arcane Strike: A blade of untyped force energy encompasses your hand of choice, and dissolves a moment later, giving you just enough time to strike with it. It is a powerful blade with an unnaturally sharp edge, and is not much longer than a standard knife or dagger. The hand you are using this with must remain flat in order to become a literal knife-hand.

>>1052440
>>1052444
>>1052455
>>1052464
>>1052487

That seems fairly conclusive to me.

>>1052434
>>Choking Ring: By focusing and muttering some words of power, you can clench a hand and summon a ring that constricts around a certain body part of a single target, usually the neck. You can increase or decrease pressure with your hand, but if you completely unclench it or lose focus, the ring will cease. Note that this is less effective against foes wearing armor or who do not need to breathe, and as a rule of thumb does not hurt beings made of stone, metal or similar elements.
Time to turn this vote around! My willpower counts for five people!
nah just kiddin, arcane strike is fine.

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The pastebin is updated: http://pastebin.com/YnqXjSpm

I'll call it there for tonight. We'll resume in the morning!

>>1052560
thanks for running boss

Remember we can stay another day if we want to learn some more.

Good morning. We'll be resuming in just a bit.

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Two new spells: Arcane Strike and Forceful Noose. You can just imagine pulling people towards you and severing their life with a knife-like strike! Quite the wonderful picture. Merriam sits nearby, reading a book of her own from Francis' collection; 'So, You Have No Talent: A Dummie's Guide to Starting Magic: Abridged Version: 6th Edition'

Upstairs, you occasionally hear Francis preparing for his date. Kaylessa wanders by every now and then, grumbling about how he doesn't get paid enough for this kind of thing, and how most of the things you seem to do benefit solely you. You assure him that everything will work out in the end, and he begrudgingly continues to induldge in the drink he found. You warn him to be careful not to drink too much of anything found in Francis' tower.

In the early evening, after you have learnt your new spells, there is a knock on the door. You wonder if it is Brutus, perhaps, and go to open it. You look around and see no one until you look down and fine a female gnome dressed in green.

"Hello?" you greet her.

"I'm here to see Francis," she says, sounding somewhat disappointed. She then walks between your legs and into the living room.

"Well, come in." You close the door and look back at her. "I am Mary. You are?"

"VERY upset," she says, her hands on her hips. "Pardon my rudeness. I am just a TINY bit ABSOLUTELY LIVID. And that is NOT a pun this time."

"He should be down in a moment," you explain. "He's getting ready for a date."

That seems to set her off. "The NERVE of that pervert! With who?"

Kaylessa walks back in and the gnome looks at her. "Oh, with some skinny, twig-like, breeze-would-blow-me-over tramp?"

He blinks a few times. "I beg your pardon?"

"Oh, stuff a finely-woven elven shawl in it, sister, I'm talking to Francis before you do."

"Please, by all means do," he says, putting up his hands defensively. "I don't even like the guy."

"Well that makes TWO of us."

>What did he do to you?
>Are you some kind of mage?
>Wait and watch what happens.
>Go up and warn Francis.
>Other

>>1053528
>>What did he do to you?
>>Are you some kind of mage?

>>1053531
This.

>>1053528
>What did he do to you?

>>1053528
>What did he do to you?
Oh, this is gonna be fun.

>>1053528
>>What did he do to you?

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>>1053531
>>1053533
>>1053538
>>1053540
>>1053541

"What did he do to you?" you ask her.

She scrunches her face and snaps her finger, dispelling an illusion upon herself, revealing that her slim gnomish body isn't so slim after all, but is rather accompanied by a little bump -- a baby bump!

"THIS!"

You put a hand to your mouth and try to contain your giggles. 'Oh, gods, Francis. Really?'

At that moment, the culprit in question comes down the stairs, his hair slicked back with grease and a boquet of flowers in his hands. "I'm ready, my dear!" He reaches the bottom of the stairs and turns outwards. "Are you ready for a once-in-a-lifetime--GAH! Trixillionaloma! What are you doing here?!"

"To make you FESS up!" she points at him. "YOU DID THIS TO ME! YOU RUINED MY LIFE!"

"I, I, I did no such thing!" he replies, dropping the flowers to defensively hold his chest. "Everyone knows gnomes and humans cannot crossbreed!"

"Exactly, that's why I let you do that thing with the thing! Without protection!" She takes out a knife. "Now I'm going to get a confession, even if I have to cut off the offending member and analyze it with science!"

"NOW NOW, there is NO reason to do such!" he says, backing up the stairs.

Trixillionaloma -- that's far too complicated, so Trixie will do -- snaps her fingers and suddenly there are several of her all around. Your eyes widen as you realize what she is -- an illusionist! 'Of course. Gnomes are known for their illusion magic!'

Francis looks around, growing increasingly nervous.

"Now what are you going to do, Francis?" they all ask in unison.

"I have a few ideas," he replies, waving a hand and muttering some words. He creates a cloud of smoke that fills the room to cover his escape.

"Get back here!" Trixie shouts as all of her chase him up the stairs.

>Let them sort that out
>Follow
>Intervene
>"See, Kay? I told you it would work out."
>Other

>>1053553
>>"See, Kay? I told you it would work out."
>>Other

Leave Francis's Tower.

For it is a silly place.

>>1053553
>"See, Kay? I told you it would work out."
>Follow
This is just too good to pass up.

>>1053553
>>Let them sort that out

>>1053553
>"See, Kay? I told you it would work out."
I'm tempted to take the all-powerful book and run, but I know it's a bad idea.

>>1053553
>"See, Kay? I told you it would work out."

>>1053563
We're not taking the Codex Arcana.

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>>1053557
>>1053559
>>1053563
>>1053569

You put a hand on Kaylessa's shoulder. "See? I told you it would work out."

For the next hour or so, all you hear coming from upstairs is shouting, furniture breaking and the occasional crackling of fireworks and magic. You idly look through some books and help Merriam with her studies as Kaylessa takes up his bow and decides he needs some fresh air before leaving to go hunting to take her mind off of things.

Eventually Trixie comes downstairs, brushing herself off.

"So, how did it go?" you ask her.

"I got what I wanted. Child support! A monthly fee from him to me." She smiles and pats her belly. "This little cash cow is going to take Francis for nearly half of what he's got!"

"How... romantic," you say with a grin. "Say, by any chance, do you teach illusion magic?"

"As a matter of fact, I do! I have several students from the local gnomish burrows. If you'd ever like to drop by, I'd be happy to impart some knowledge in my arts. All you need to do is go straight north from this tower until you cross the river into gnomish territory. Oh, by the way: don't let that lecherous pervert fool you: he's enchanted his seed with divine essence so he can impregnate literally anything, like a god can. He's a filthy liar, he is."

"Good to know, thank you," you tell her as she walks towards the door. She reaches up on her toes to turn the knob and walks out, walking past a snoring Brutus and out into the wild where she turns invisible.

Francis comes downstairs, dishevelled and embarassed. "Is she gone?"

"How exactly does one enchant their seed?" you ask him. "And why a gnome?"

"Hey... You never feel quite so big as with a gnome," he shrugs. "Is Kaylessa still here?"

"No."

"Ah, damn. Well... I'm going to go into my observatory and do some stuff. You can have the bed like last time, the couch is fine for me."

Francis yawns as he trudges up the stairs, muttering about allimony and elves.

>Stay up and study
>Help Merriam with her magic
>Go to bed
>See how Brutus is doing and wait for Kaylessa
>Other

>>1053585
>Help Merriam with her magic
We've been neglecting Merry's magic studies for a while. She's had plenty of self-practice, but she's still practically defenseless. If she's going to be one of our bodyguards, she needs to be a little better at protecting herself.

>>1053585
>>Help Merriam with her magic

>>1053585
>Stay up and study

>>1053585
>>Help Merriam with her magic

>>1053585
>>Help Merriam with her magic

>>1053585
>>Stay up and study

Does staying up let us get an extra spell or two?

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>>1053587
>>1053589
>>1053594
>>1053597

Closing your book, you decide to walk over and help Merriam. Sitting alongside her, you give her some insight into the more subtle aspects of magic that her book won't or can't cover. It has been a while since you have properly taught her, and so you have to go over a few things with her.

Repetition and action, repetition and action. You help her with the words, movements of the hand, and the proper state of mind.

Eventually, her fingers begin to glow pink, and she begins to write letters in the air. Small, sparkling letters: "I Love Mary"

You pause when she is finished, and she blushes heavily as she averts her eyes. After a moment, you smile and turn her head towards yours to gently kiss her. She sighs in relief as you do, rewarding her sweet gesture.

'Love, eh? I didn't know she was that smitten with me. How sweet... and useful.'

Merriam turns around to sit in your lap as the kiss deepens. She's been wanting this since that night in the inn, you can tell. Now that you're finally alone --

There is a knock at the door, causing the kiss to break as you both look at it. Merriam blushes and climbs off as you walk over towards it and open it up. Kaylessa is there, holding a dead rabbit. He walks in and sits down on one of Francis' chairs with an 'oomph' as he sets the rabbit down nearby. "So, does he have more than one bed?"

'Hm, that is a problem... There is only one bed.'

>Sleep with just Merriam
>All three sleep in the bed; no lewd
>All three sleep in the bed; lewd
>Let Kaylessa have the bed, you'll find somewhere else
>Other

>>1053585
>>Stay up and study

>>1053610
>>All three sleep in the bed; no lewd
I have a felling Francis will join the lewd

>>1053610
>Other
>All three sleep in the bed; mild lewd
Incidental stuff with Kay, just to see how he reacts. I need to know how malleable he is.

>>1053613
After the last time, when Sirena bludgeoned him half to death with the Codex Arcana, I think he may leave her alone a little.

>>1053615
>>All three sleep in the bed; lewd

>>1053615
I like what this guy is thinking/saying/posting.

>>1053615
This, and plenty of cuddling woth Merriam.

>>1053621
>>1053610

>>1053610
>All three sleep in the bed; lewd

>>1053610
>>All three sleep in the bed; lewd

>>1053585
Help Merriam with her magic.

>>1053610
All three sleep in the bed: no lewd, just cuddles.

>>1053610
>>Sleep with just Merriam

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>>1053615
>>1053621
>>1053622
>>1053624
>>1053625
>>1053627
>>1053632

"No. We'll have to share."

Merriam seems somewhat disappointed as you take her by the hand and lead her up the stairs with Kay following. Once inside his room, which is just as disorganized as you remember from last time, you begin to strip.

"What are you doing?" Kay asks, slightly caught off-guard as you quickly get to your underwear.

"Just getting ready for bed," you reply in a sly tone. "Come on, you two."

"I... I've changed my mind," he says, nervous about Merriam's presence. "I shouldn't..."

You catch him before he can reach the door and turn him around. "It's alright," you assure him. "Go on."

Merriam watches with confused eyes as he reaches up with shaking hands and undoes his shirt. She gasps when the truth is revealed.

"You're a boy?" she asks, suddenly looking at him in an entirely different light.

"Yes," you answer for him. "He is." You turn him around and remove the rest of his shirt, revealing his lithe elven form to both of your eyes. His pants come next, which you slip down his thin legs, revealing a cute little pair of cotton underpants.

You then give him a playful push towards the bed. He lands on it and looks up at you, unsure of your intentions. 'I don't want to take you until you want it yourself,' you think. 'But I don't mind a little bit of playing around...'

>You and Merriam will lie on either side of him
>It will go: Merriam, then you, then Kay
>It will go: You, then Merriam, then Kay
>Other

>>1053640
>>You and Merriam will lie on either side of him

Too good.

>>1053640
>You and Merriam will lie on either side of him

>>1053640
>>It will go: Merriam, then you, then Kay
suggestive cuddling, then when Kay's finally into it we steal the blankets for us and Merriam.

>>1053640
>It will go: Merriam, then you, then Kay
We get to do whatever with Merriam, and Kay gets to deal directly with us, whom he trusts a bit more than Merry right now. Don't overwhelm him by putting him in the middle of the sandwich.

>>1053640
>It will go: Merriam, then you, then Kay

>>1053640
>>You and Merriam will lie on either side of him

>>1053640
>>It will go: Merriam, then you, then Kay

Let's not overwhelm Kay with two girls around him. Just give him Mary to directly look at and deal with.

>>1053640
Merriam than you than Kay

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>>1053645
>>1053646
>>1053647
>>1053656
>>1053662

Merriam quickly gets down to her underwear as well, before climbing onto the bed with you. You lie between her and Kay, so you are in the middle.

After settling in under the blankets, the next phase of your plan springs into action. You start giving Merriam the same attention you gave to her downstairs, by embracing her and kissing her neck. She is initially against doing this with someone else in the room, but you are persistant and soon she immediately surrenders, wrapping her arms around you and returning your kisses.

Soon, you and she are making out, filling the room with soft gasps and whimpers as tiny moans escape her lips. You steal a look back at Kay, who has the covers up to just underneath his eyes, staring intently at you both. Giving him a smile, you resume your attack on Merriam until you are on top of her, licking at her neck and just above her breasts, all while staring at him.

>Invite him to join the cuddling/kissing
>Switch attention from Merriam to Kay
>Just keep going with Merriam
>Reach under the covers and play with him
>Other

>>1053664
>Switch attention from Merriam to Kay
>Invite him to join the cuddling/kissing

>>1053664
>Invite him to join the cuddling/kissing
If he refuses,
>Just keep going with Merriam
but incidentally
>Reach under the covers and play with him

We need Kay to make the first moves and see how far he'll go. We'll just prod him along a little.

>>1053664
>>Just keep going with Merriam

>>1053668
>>1053664

This

>>1053664
>Just keep going with Merriam
>Reach under the covers and play with him

>>1053664
>>Invite him to join the cuddling/kissing

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>>1053668
>>1053674
>>1053675
>>1053677

For minutes on end, you continue paying most of your attention to Merriam; kissing, fondling, suckling and licking. Eventually, your clothing is completely discarded, and you and she progress to more intimate actions, all hidden beneath the blanket from his eyes -- but you know his imagination must be running wild. Nearly all the while, you stare at Kay with half-lidded, inviting eyes, but he is nervous.

'I wonder if he ever thought he would find a group THIS accepting,' you amuse yourself. As you grind against Merriam, you reach over under the covers and touch his soft chest. He is startled, but doesn't fight you off. Your hand drifts lower, over his hairless abs to play with his belly button before dipping even deeper. There, you discover the only proof of his masculinity (other than a lack of obvious breasts) and touch him through the thin fabric of his underwear.

He stiffens immediately and lets out a gasp. Merriam, too distracted with you, doesn't notice. Her head is buried between your breasts. You rub up and down, gently coaxing more mewls of pleasure out of him.

>Finish him off with your hand
>Bring him over to join in
>Stop touching and let him come to you
>Crawl over to him and and cuddle
>other

>>1053697
>Finish him off with your hand

>>1053697
>>Bring him over to join in

>>1053697
>Stop touching and let him come to you

>>1053697
>>Finish him off with your hand

>>1053697
>>Stop touching and let him come to you

>>1053697
>>Stop touching and let him come to you

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>>1053703
>>1053712
>>1053714

You withdraw your hand, smiling at him. 'You'll have to come to me,' you think as you give him a strong, alluring gaze. 'Willingly.'

But he doesn't. He waits and watches as you finish up with Merriam, falling over to once lay between them. Merriam, gasping and exhausted, covered in sweat and other things, soon falls asleep.

That's when Kay decides to make his move. He reaches over and touches your stomach as he leans into your face, halfway between deciding what to do: kiss you or pull away.

You look over and place a hand on his neck to help him make the choice by pulling him in closer. His lips, softer than Merriam's but not as plump, are a delight nonetheless. His tongue is narrow and thin, and his body is creamy soft. Soon you have turned to face him fully, your hands exploring his smooth body.

That's all it is this night; kissing, cuddling, feeling. You reach between his legs and feel him, reaching underneath the thin band of his underwear to give him a treat for waiting so patiently. As you do this, you lick up his ear and come to wrap your lips around it, sucking on it gently.

This sends him over the edge, past the point of no return. He falls alseep in your arms soon afterwards as you hold him close.

'Now, you are mine as well,' you think with a smile, kissing his girlish cheeks. 'After what we can give you, you'd never go to another group. My little elf boy toy...'

Eventually, with two very satisfied lovers on either side of you, you drift off to sleep.

But you should know better than to expect a good night's rest in Francis' tower.

>1d400s, please.

Rolled 197 (1d400)

>>1053731

>>1053697
>Stop touching and let him come to you
Damn, wake up to some lewdness. Not the worst things I could of imagined.

Rolled 11 (1d400)

>>1053731

Rolled 60 (1d400)

>>1053731
Oh, cool. We got ourselves a roll. RIP us.

Rolled 266 (1d400)

>>1053731

Rolled 311 (1d400)

>>1053731

And holy crap at the rolls so far. Honestly, I feel like a change of system might be in order.

>>1053748

High or low makes absolutely no difference right now. This is not an aim to get highest.

Rolled 37 (1d400)

>>1053731

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>>1053736
>>1053742
>>1053745
>>1053746
>>1053748
>>1053757

When you wake up, you stretch your arms and yawn, feeling satisfied and relaxed. You feel Kay alongside you, but something feels strange about Merriam... She is hard. Very hard. Unnaturally, immovably, impossibly hard -- because she is STONE!

'Oh, gods damn that archmage, not again!' You sit up and bump your head on the ceiling. "Ow!"

Kay's eyes open and he suddenly shouts, but in elven. "<Mary! You're gigantic!>"

You look at yourself and realize that you are, indeed, at least twice as large as you were before. Your feet hang off the bed and your companions are dwarfed by your presence. Merriam, soundly asleep (but encased in stone) and Kay are both like children compared to you now.

"I'm going to kill that damn archmage," you mutter. You realize that none of your clothes will fit, and so you take the blanket and improvise. Kaylessa scrambles out of bed and reaches for his clothing, only to discover that his arms stretch impossibly long when he desires! He reaches across the room to grab his pants and pulls them to him. And then he shouts, gibbering in elvish, as he extends and contracts his limbs.

>Break through the ceiling to get at that archmage
>Try to fit through the door and go upstairs
>Shout at Francis to wake him up
>Send Kaylessa to go get him
>Other

>>1053787
>Send Kaylessa to go get him

Rather not destroy something dangerous.. Like a jar with a demon or something.

>>1053787
>Send Kaylessa to go get him

>>1053787
>Send Kaylessa to go get him

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>>1053790
>>1053795
>>1053805

"Kay, go get Francis. Get him down here, now!"

"<I'll try!>"

She walks over to the door and stretches a hand to open it, then walks upstairs. You can hear noises from above as you sit and wait, draping yourself in curtains as a makeshift bra.

Eventually, he comes downstairs and looks up. "My, Mary! You've grown! Have you been drinking your milk?"

You reach out and grab him by the waist, lifting him up. "Listen here, little man! You'd better fix this, and fix this right!"

"I'd be happy to!" You set him down, and he cracks his fingers, then summons up the Codex Arcana. He casts a spell on your clothing, making it just as large as you are. "There. Fixed."

"That's NOT what I meant!"

He chuckles to himself. "Forgive me. That was a bad joke. Shall we try again?"

"LAST chance."

He clears his throat, and prepares to cast...

>d400s, please.

Rolled 358 (1d400)

>>1053839

WE should stay giant and fuck a giant while we are giant.

Rolled 10 (1d400)

>>1053839
Why exactly do we spend the night here?

Rolled 209 (1d400)

>>1053839

>>1053842
Because he's the Evocation trainer.

Rolled 191 (1d400)

>>1053839

>>1053843
Yes, i'm quite aware. But why do we stay, rather than just dip out after spells?

Rolled 294 (1d400)

>>1053839

>>1053848
Because secretly, this is some of the most fun Sirena has had ever since leaving the capital.

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>>1053841
>>1053842
>>1053843
>>1053847
>>1053857

He casts his spell, and you suddenly find yourself not where you were. Instead, you are in a dimly-lit corridor with many twists, turns and dead ends: a maze.

"FRANCIS! What is going on?!"

His voice echoes. "Uh, hang on, something's wrong... I think you're in another dimension."

"What? What dimension? What did you DO?"

"Are you fixed?"

"Yes, but I'm not where I was!"

"Ah... feedback. Oh... Hang on. The book's setting me straight, here. It seems your minotaur friend is still asleep outside... you're in his dream."

You look around. "THIS is his dream?"

"What's it like in there?"

"It's a maze!"

"Hah, classic."

"FRANCIS! I fail to see any amusement in this!"

"Sorry. I'll see about getting you out of there... but this could be tricky."

"Why?"

"Well, dreams are fickle things. If he wakes up, you might be lost in there forever."

"So, don't wake him up!"

"I'm working on it. I'll put him into a deep trance..."

Suddenly, off in the distance, you hear a great roar.

"Uh oh..."

"If I were you, I'd try to find the heart of the maze," he suggests. "That might contain a way out."

"Francis, I swear to the gods, if I get stuck in here forever, I'm going to..." Your voice fades away as you try to think of a threat that could follow being trapped in a dream forever.

"Don't worry, I'll get you out of there," he says. "In the meantime, I'll fix your friends, too."

You hear another roar, but this time it is closer.

"Oh, hell."

>1d100 to successfully navigate the maze!

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>1053893
Where's that fucking magic string? WHERE IS IT?

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>1053893

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>1053893

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>1053893
Hoo boy.

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>1053893

>>1053893
dice+1d100

>>1053939
You gotta put it in the options, buddy.

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>>1053898
>>1053903
>>1053905
>>1053914
>>1053935

You begin to run. You don't know where you are going, but whenever you hear the sound of a roar, you go in the opposite direction. The maze is twisting and turning, confusing as could be; it doesn't help that it is a dream and everything has a strangely lucid quality to it.

Soon you find yourself running in more open areas, in larger portions of the maze. The roars grow distant, and for a time you think you are safe.

"Mary!" Francis' voice reaches you. "Good news, I fixed Kaylessa. You think she'll still want to date me?"

"I'm dealing with more than your love life at the moment, Francis!"

"I'll put that as a 'maybe.' Anyway, I'm working on Merriam now."

"Hurry up!"

"Don't worry, I can fix this if I just take my time. You're so impatient..."

'Oh, I'll show you the meaning of patient when I get out of here!'

Another roar reaches your ears, closer than you thought it would be, and so you take off running.

>1d100!

>>1053954
ok thx have stared too read this quest and i love it but have mostly just read and never playd before

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>1053962

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>1053962

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>1053962
hope this works

Rolled 13 (1d100)

>>1053962

>>1053963
It's your moment to shine, ROLL IT!

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>1053962
Alright, if I get a shit roll again, I forfeit my dice.

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>1053962

>>1053973
73 not too bad

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>>1053966
>>1053967
>>1053973
>>1053976
>>1053978

You run through the maze, putting more and more distance between you and whatever is chasing you, but it never seems to be good enough. It keeps getting closer and closer; you can hear its breaths around each corner you leave behind you. You sprint and turn, dashing as hard as you can to escape. But no matter where you go, it never seems far behind. The monster roars and you hear the beating of hooves, the stomping on stone as it catches up.

"Good news, Mary!" Francis' voice bounces off the walls. "I fixed Merriam! Now, on to you..."

"HURRY UP!"

The monster behind you roars; it's just around the corner! That's when you suddenly see a strange light up ahead; golden and contrasting with the dull grey of the maze. You run towards it, turning a corner and discovering a small, baby minotaur. The innocent-looking creature stares up at you with wide eyes.

Then, you hear the monster behind you. You turn around to look, but there is nothing there. When you turn back to the baby, you see that now the baby is in a pair of strong arms -- Brutus holds him, cradling him. He nuzzles the little baby, then holds him up and smiles.

A portal of light opens up alongside you. You stare at the duo for but a moment more before you step through, back into Francis' bedroom.

"Mary!" Merriam says, throwing her arms around you. Kaylessa wipes her brow clean of sweat from worry.

Francis closes his book. "There, see? Not so bad." He looks you up and down. "Well, then again, you are still naked. That's DEFINITELY no so bad."

>Beat him up with the book
>Get dressed and leave the tower
>Get dressed and check on Brutus
>Plan to stay here for the day
>Other

>>1054007
>Beat him up with the book

>>1054007
>Get dressed and check on Brutus

>>1054007

>Forceful Noose

>>1054017
>>>1054007
>>Forceful Noose
This except push, not noose.

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>"Good news, I fixed Kaylessa. You think she'll still want to date me?"
Perhaps we ought to check exactly what he did when he 'fixed' Kaylessa some time soon.

>>1054010
>>1054016
>>1054017
>>1054023

A few more votes or a tie breaker?

>>1054054
Chain Forceful Push and Noose to shake him around like a doll.

>>1054007
>Get dressed and check on Brutus

>>1053983
By the way come join the discord chat for more insight, easier debates, QM comments and minotaur dickpicks!

>>1054023

I want to do the noose so that we can go just a bit dom on him, not actually injure him