>>3839015
>You were dishonorably discharged from the military, after an "incident" leaving several "allied" troops in coffins.

>>3839015
>> You were dishonorably discharged from the military, after an "incident" leaving several "allied" troops in coffins.

hopefully deathstroke hires

>>3839015
> You were dishonorably discharged from the military, after an "incident" leaving several "allied" troops in coffins.
Uncovered a conspiracy involving the military

>>3839017
>>3839022
>>3839028

Locked in for dishonorable discharge. Writing.

>>3839015
You used to be one of the few and the proud, a United States Marine. You enlisted after graduating high school with Stars and Stripes in your eyes. And then reality kicked in. Deployed to some Middle Eastern hotspot and tasked with handholding the local militia.

Eventually, your unit was tasked with taking these wannabe soldiers on a training exercise that was interrupted by an insurgent ambush. Your unit was decimated, while curiously, your local trainees were nowhere to be found.

You weren't the only one who smelled a rat, so you gathered what remained of your brothers-in-arms, and set out to find answers. After some intensive "questioning" you discovered that there was a rat in the local militia informing on your activities.

You passed this information up the chain and were given the orders to take him in alive. You chose to avenge your fallen unit instead, and the rat and any who stood by him executed in a fell swoop.

Shaking these wayward thoughts from your head, you instead try to focus on your objective for the night.

You had:
> A meeting with a man interested in your skillset. You heard about him through a few of your old war buddies.

> A meeting at a seedy bar. You received a strange message last night, informing you of a potential job.

> A strange feeling that someone was watching you. This feeling had begun some days prior, and had only intensified over time. Tonight, it ends.

>>3839057
>> A strange feeling that someone was watching you. This feeling had begun some days prior, and had only intensified over time. Tonight, it ends.

>>3839057
> A strange feeling that someone was watching you. This feeling had begun some days prior, and had only intensified over time. Tonight, it ends.

>>3839057
>> A meeting with a man interested in your skillset. You heard about him through a few of your old war buddies.

>>3839065
>>3839070
>>3839071

I always feel like somebody's watching me. Writing

>>3839057
You were being trailed, you were almost certain of it. The big question is, who could it be? Ghosts from the past for revenge, the feds finally tracking you down, or maybe you've finally snapped like some many people already think you have.

No matter what, this ends tonight. You carefully adjust your holdout weapon, a Beretta 9mm, and prepare to leave your apartment. You live in a rough side of town, so even if you weren't suspicious of some spectre haunting you, it's best to be careful anyway.

Roll me 3d100s to see if you can spot your tail (if it exists) before it spots you. DC 60

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>3839086

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>3839086
3 1d100s or 3d100?

>>3839089
Sorry, should've phrased it better, 3 1d100s

Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>3839086

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>3839086
Hunt the hunter.

>>3839086

>>3839089

Success. Writing

>>3839028
It turns out we're retarded and gave into our rage.

>>3839109
Well, we are a henchman after all.

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>>3839086
As you leave your apartment, you finally catch a glimpse of your unwanted voyeur. The exhilaration and satisfaction of discovering that you are not in-fact a crazed madman jumping at the shadows is quickly extinguished when you realize what you are looking at.

Nothing. You are looking at nothing. More specifically, you are looking at nothing that is somehow wearing a white suit and fancy hat.

You attempt to:
> Talk to the spirit

> Shoot at the spirit

> Attempt to sneak away and figure out the crazed fever dream your life has become

>>3839118
> Talk to the spirit
Hopefully the spook is hiring corporeal muscle

>>3839118
> Talk to the spirit

>>3839118
>>3839109
so if we go with that its
>> Shoot at the spirit

>>3839118
> Talk to the spirit

>>3839118
>> Attempt to sneak away and figure out the crazed fever dream your life has become
Gentleman Ghost? Don't see him often.
Or at all, if you want to get technical.

>>3839118
> Attempt to sneak away and figure out the crazed fever dream your life has become

>>3839120
>>3839121
>>3839124

Calling it for making nice with the undead. Writing

>>3839118
After quickly pinching yourself in order to ensure that this is indeed your life now, you decide to man up and face this apparition like a man. To be fair, it hasn't actually done anything to you, at least not yet. So you'll respond in kind and try to keep things cordial at least.

As you approach the ghost, its monocle swivels toward you in a manner that you would indicate as curious, if it you know, actually had eyeballs.

You decide to lead with a simple question.

"Who are you, what do you want, and why have you been following me?"

The spirit immediately breaks into a very loud and somehow English chuckle. You are doubly confused at how something with no head can laugh, and how language dialects impact even the undead.

The spirit eventually calms itself down, and faces you again.

"I'm terribly sorry, that was an unacceptably rude introduction. My name is James Craddock, but many refer to me by the moniker Gentleman Ghost, due to my impeccable habits and unfortunate condition. That answers your first question, and the second and the third both have the same answer. I am in need of a minder of sorts, someone who can work in my interests within the mortal realm.

I believe that you could be that person."

You decide to think of some questions for "Gentleman Ghost":

> Why have you chosen me?

> What kind of work would you have me do?

> What would I get in exchange?

(Feel free to ask any permutations of these questions, and any other relevant issues that come to mind)

>>3839159
> What would I get in exchange?

>>3839159
> What would I get in exchange?

>>3839159
>> What kind of work would you have me do?

>>3839159
> What kind of work would you have me do?

>>3839163
>>3839165
>>3839174
>>3839177

Calling it for job details and payment. Writing

>>3839159

You take a deep breath and face the now named Gentleman Ghost.

"I have two major concerns. Number 1, what would you have me doing? And Number 2, what exactly do I get out of it?"

"Your work for me will be rather straightforward. There are places that I am unable to step foot or influence due to my.... unique condition. That's where you come in. I will not lie, it may be rather dangerous, but I believe that you will enjoy your rewards.

In return for your faithful service, I will bestow you with boons of your choosing. This could be riches, magical artifacts that improve your martial might, among other things. But above all, I will grant you something that I believe you hunger for most of all; purpose. You are a man of action, and having no cause or reason to fight drives the strongest among men mad.

So I ask you now, do you accept my offer?

> Yes

> No

>>3839190
> Yes

>>3839190
>Yes
Hit me up with those magical artifacts Lord Ghost

>>3839190
>Yes

>>3839190
>> Yes

>>3839194
>>3839195
>>3839198
>>3839202

Seems unanimous, so I'll go ahead and call it. Writing

>>3839190

There is a brief internal struggle but the decision is made. You will work with and for this ghostly man, and in return you finally have a purpose again.

"I accept your generous offer Gentleman Ghost."

The apparition gives another chuckle and states,

"There's no need to stand on circumstance when we're alone, feel free to call me Jack.

And speaking of names, now that we're officially collaborators, I believe it would be wise for you to adopt a cover name, for both your safety and mine. I shall show you to my base of operations, and while I give you the tour, feel free to puzzle out your new sobriquet.

The ghost extends his hand for you to take.

> TBC, I have to go get some grub and run a couple of errands. Feel free to pick out a codename, and let me know what you think so far. Improvements, strengths, yadda, yadda, yadda.

>>3839212
>codename
We're essentially his aide and proxy, and we're military, so... Batman. Damn, it's taken.
Adjutant? Majordomo? Butler?

As for what I think so far, there's not really enough to go on yet. Seems good, no glaring problems. All i can say is keep going, see how things develop.

Well considering our military background, we gotta come up with a name like that.

Tango? FUBAR? of course that’s the few I came up with, it I’m somewhat impartial to tango

>>3839239
Tango sounds nice, especially because people will assume something about dancing

>>3839225
>>3839248
What about Adjutant Tango?

>>3839261
This sounds good

Session will resume in about 15 minutes

>>3839261
Solid name for someone who works with gentleman ghost.

>>3839261
Sounds good to me.

>>3839212
As you take Gentle- Jack's hand, you feel an incredibly cold sensation, and you are suddenly outside of a dilapidated mansion. It looks weathered and crumbled by time, and there are tendrils of ivy constricting the outside walls.

"Welcome to my humble abode! As you can see, I haven't had a proper visitor for quite some time."

Jack proceeds to phase through the front door, before poking his head back out and apologizing for his poor manners. He then opens the front door with a flourish revealing a surprisingly cozy interior.

"Just because I'm dead doesn't mean I shouldn't enjoy my creature comforts, if you know what I mean! Unfortunately most of the rooms are left unoccupied, but I suppose that gives you more space to work with."

Jack guides you around the mansion and points out several rooms of interest, like the armory, living quarters, ("or should I say unliving quarters" he jokes) and most importantly, the inner sanctum.

Now before we get started in earnest, have you decided upon your nom de guerre?

You have decided to assume the name:

> Adjutant Tango

> FUBAR

> Samhain

> Other

>>3839225
Congrats, you've puzzled out the stupid joke I had in mind when creating this character.

> Adjutant Tango

Time to get to work

>>3839312
> Adjutant Tango

>>3839312
Actually, I like A.J.
Stands for Ask Jack.

I’m trying to figure out how this guy is apparently a villain, dude acts more like a invisible British noble.

>>3839312
>Samhain

I'll give 5 more minutes to vote.

>>3839321
>>3839323

Adjutant Tango it is. Writing

>>3839312

You inform Jack that you'll use the alias "Adjutant Tango."

"Marvelous choice, Sean, a perfect mix of elegance and martial might might just like myself!"

Jack's voice suddenly becomes much more serious.

"But now, it is time for business. I have a few leads that we can examine and choose our course from.

Jack places three folders on the table before you.

You find your eyes unconsciously drawn to the folder labeled:

> FAUST'S VAULT

> CLAW OF HORUS

> BOOK OF ETERNITY

>>3839378
> CLAW OF HORUS

>>3839378
Gonna tell me what's in each, or do I have to guess?
> FAUST'S VAULT

>>3839378
>> CLAW OF HORUS
Faust's vault probably has a lot of shit, but it'll be well defended by means we can't do much about yet.
Book of Eternity sets off warning bells, so I'm guessing it's a Very Bad Idea from something I've mostly forgotten about.
Horus it is.

>>3839387
>>3839411

Calling it for Horus. Writing

>>3839378
> CLAW OF HORUS

I hope this doesn't involve sand. It's rough, coarse, and gets everywhere.

>>3839378

You pick up and open the folder labeled "Claw of Horus."

"Ah, the Claw of Horus, an excellent place to start"

Jack begins to narrate details that are corroborated by the files inside of the folder.

"The Claw was created in 19th century Egypt, by Nabu the Wise. It's full powers are unknown, but hieroglyphics indicate that it is both incredibly powerful and built of a strange metal.

The most likely resting place of the Claw of Horus is a site in Central Egypt. The main problem is that it's currently being excavated by an outside party, though I'm not quite sure who.

Your mission is to infiltrate the dig site and determine if they have retrieved the Claw of Horus. If they have not, I want you to stymie their operation if possible, and proceed to obtain the Claw yourself.

Lethal force is authorized if necessary, depending upon the identity of the dig team.

A word to the wise, be mindful of where you step and what you touch, Egyptian curses can be a massive pain.

I'll let you rest and prepare your equipment. I'll teleport you to a safe distance outside the dig site tomorrow morning .

Any questions?"

> ???

>>3839455
So what kind of people would you be okay with us using lethal force against?

How do I get back?

How do we keep in touch?

Watdo if I get cursed?

Can I pack some things before being sent into a desert or do you have supplies ready for me at a dead drop or something?

Anything or people, beings and such I should watch out for besides curses?

>>3839455
Quick correction, 19th dynasty Egypt. Got my time messed up.

>>3839455

"Excellent questions! Lethal force is fair game against ruffians and other riffraff, as well anything superpowered, be it good or evil. My only request is that keep civilians out of the line of fire, common courtesy and all.

Removing the relic from its resting place is likely to create a large magical backlash. You likely won't feel anything from it, but other magicians around the world will definitely feel it. At that point, the wards stopping me from gaining access myself will be depowered, so I can teleport in, grab you, and teleport back out.

I'm working on acquiring a device that will be useful for communication purposes, but I'm afraid that you'll be on your own. Consider it a test, if you will.

If you get cursed, it honestly depends on the curse. Most Egyptian curses debilitate over time, so we'll cross that bridge when we get to it.

You'll have your choice of equipment from the armory, just don't ask where it's from.

There weren't very many Egyptian necromancers, so you probably won't have to worry about hostile undead, but they do exist.

I'll leave you to your preparations. Best of luck!"

(tbc)

>>3839498

You walk into the armory Jack referenced earlier, only to find a room bursting at the seam with weapons from multiple time periods, several melee weapons, and a large variety of explosives and munitions.

Jack was right, you really want to ask where it all came from.

Loadout

Primary
> Silenced MP5
> M4 Carbine
> Dragunov
> Benelli Shotgun

Secondary
> Colt 1911
> .44 Magnum
> 9mm Beretta

Melee
> Fairbairn-Sykes knife
> KABAR
> Knuckle trench knfie

Explosives (4 maximum)
> Fragmentation
> Flashbang
> Incendiary
> Thermite

(Weapons may be gained or lost depending on your performance)

This'll be the last post for the night, I'll probably run again on Thursday and I'll post a few hours in advance as warning.

>>3839511
Don't we already have a 9mm Beretta?

> Silenced MP5
> 9mm Beretta
> Fairbairn-Sykes knife

> Flashbang x2
> Incendiary x1
> Fragmentation x1

>>3839559

We do, I'm just throwing it up there to acknowledge that it is an option to carry the 9mm instead of using an alternative from Jack's armory.

Good question though!

>>3839511
> Silenced MP5
> .44 Magnum
> Knuckle trench knife
> Flashbang x2
> Thermite x2
We can sneak, have stopping power, stab in confined spaces, flash and clear different chambers, and breach with thermite as needed

>>3839511
I'll back >>3839559
But definitely use the Beretta from Jack's stash. Ours might be traceable back to us.

>>3839580
I was thinking we'd use Jack's Beretta in case we end up losing ours, but same effect, lol.

>>3839559
Support

>>3839511
> Silenced MP5
> .44 Magnum
> Knuckle trench knfie
> Fragmentation x1
> Flashbang x2
> Thermite x1
Frag and Thermite should be used sparingly, only for emergencies if possible. If we're dealing with old Egyptian magic, best to minimise destruction to the surrounding architecture unless absolutely necessary.

>>3839602
Support

>>3839602
Properly utilized thermite doesn't really cause collateral damage.

Gosh dangit

Session will resume in 2 hours.

My WiFi may cut out on me, so if I don't post for a while, I promise that I'm not dead.

Since we've got a tie, I'll take votes until I get back.

>>3839602
Support

>>3842059
I'll support whatever option is winning so things move along

>>3839602
support also good to have a melee weapon when we run out of ammo

>>3839602
>>3839740
>>3842097
>>3842130

MP5, .44 Magnum, Trench knife, and frag, flash, and thermite win. Writing

>>3839511

After deciding upon the loadout for your first mission, you head to the living quarters Jack mentioned earlier and ponder the direction of your life a bit, before fading away into sleep.

You wake up the next morning and decide to get right down to brass tacks. You head to the armory with the intent to get kitted out and accomplish your first mission for your spectral patron.

As you gather your chosen weapons and munitions, you also take the opportunity to grab other useful pieces of kit like NVGs, binoculars, zip ties, flashlight, and other miscellaneous items that you were issued back in the military.

You also ensure that your holdout Beretta is still with you, and find a convenient place to store it in case your regular weaponry is confiscated or unavailable.

You equip yourself with a lightweight ballistic vest and helmet, complete with balaclava to both reduce the chance of sunburn and protect your identity.

After performing some last minute checks to verify that your equipment is fully operational, you’re as ready as you’ll ever be to plunder this ancient Egyptian tomb.

You head back to inform Jack that you are ready for the mission.

“Excellent to hear, Sean! I’ll be dropping you off a few miles away from the dig site. How you reach the tomb will be left up to you, but I have faith in your abilities. Good luck!”

With that, you take Jack’s outstretched hand and suddenly find yourself in the middle of the desert. You look around and notice tire tracks leading south.

After a brief trek, you reach the outskirts of the dig site. In the distance you can see several tents, as well as an excavator.

You decide to perform some recon from a distance.

> Roll me some d100s to determine if you spot anything interesting. DC 40/ 70/ 90

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>3842169
Here we go!

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Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>3842169
>hmmmmm

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>3842169
Thought we were doing this incognito posing as a someone, not go full commando.

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>3842169
WHEW

>>3842184
Success. Writing

>>3842198
yeah we dont have enough uniqueness to be a higher level hench yet

>>3842198
Bro this is DC, upfront retardation with mooks is to be expected.

>>3842204
>>3842207
From the description of the job he gave us, I thought we'd be tagging along in civilian garb.

>>3842169

As you gaze through your binoculars you spot several men standing guard outside of a tent that seems to be somewhat larger than the others.

They appear to be dressed in Western style clothing and carry a variety of modern firearms.

You estimate that there are at least a dozen, though there could be more inside of the other tents.

In the center of the dig site there is a large pit leading down into the tomb, accessible via a ladder.

You decide to:

> Wait for nightfall. Infiltration will be much easier under cover of darkness

> Begin working you way towards the tomb. All that matters is the artifact.

> Investigate the larger tent

>>3842216
*dozen men throughout the camp.

Forgive my poor grammar

>>3842216
> Wait for nightfall. Infiltration will be much easier under cover of darkness

>>3842216
>> Wait for nightfall. Infiltration will be much easier under cover of darkness

>>3842216
> Wait for nightfall. Infiltration will be much easier under cover of darkness
As tempting as it is to BRAAAAAPFT we need to stay smart.

>>3842216
> Wait for nightfall. Infiltration will be much easier under cover of darkness

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>3842223
>>3842228
>>3842237
>>3842249

Sneaky beaky it is.

Rolling for something completely unimportant. Don't worry about it.

> DC 16

>>3842216

You decide that operating under the cloak of darkness is preferable to being gunned down in bright daylight, so you try to get as comfortable as possible and wait for dusk.

As the hours pass you make an effort to observe the comings and goings within the camp, but nothing substantial enough to warrant action catches your attention.

When it finally becomes dark enough, you slide on your NVGs and begin to mentally plot your course of action.

There is only a skeleton crew of sentries on duty.

Sloppy.

They evidently don’t expect anyone to either know what they’re up to, or be willing to go against them.

That’ll definitely cost them.

Your plan is:

> Neutralize the sentries on duty, followed by killing the guards in their sleep.

> Sneak towards the larger tent and investigate its contents.

> Sneak your way towards the entrance to the tomb.

>>3842270
> Sneak towards the larger tent and investigate its contents.
first
> Sneak your way towards the entrance to the tomb.
second.

>>3842273
support

>>3842273
Support

>>3842273
This.

>>3842273
Support

>>3842270

Roll me some d100s, Bo3

> DC 30 / 50 / 80

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>3842301
rollin

Rolled 13 (1d100)

>>3842301
WHOOP WHOOP

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>3842301

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>>3842307
>>3842309
>>3842314

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>3842301
Walk into the chow hall or something?

Lets see if I can break this.

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>>3842253
>>3842301
>>3842307
>>3842309
>>3842314
>>3842317

Lol

>>3842307
>>3842309
>>3842314
Looks like we're going in raw bois

>>3842270
You begin sneaking towards the camp with the objective of investigating the contents of that larger tent.

It initially goes well enough, and you reach the edge of the camp without attracting attention.

Unfortunately, a sentry decides to completely alter the route he’s been walking for the past 4 hours, and manages to let out a shout before you silence him permanently.

Looks like the cat’s out of the bag now.

Time to earn the paycheck.

What do?

> Fuck it, go for the tomb, you’ve wasted enough time already.

> You’re checking out that big tent, no matter what it takes.

> You’ve got thermite, find something important and use it. Gives them something to worry about besides you.

>>3842339
>> You’re checking out that big tent, no matter what it takes.

>>3842341
we need to do the thing we come FOR NEVER GIVE UP

>>3842339
> You’ve got thermite, find something important and use it. Gives them something to worry about besides you.
The big tent is too obvious, they'll rush to protect it.

I'll extend voting for another 15 minutes

>>3842339
>deploy thermite

>>3842339
I'll back >>3842354
Distract then head for the tomb.

>>3842339
> You’ve got thermite, find something important and use it. Gives them something to worry about besides you.

>>3842372
ok supporitng this

>>3842339
Disco inferno wins.

Roll me some d100s

> DC 35 / 50 / 75

>>3842339
Toss the termite at the far end of a camp tent, then check inside the big tent. It might have what we came to look for already. Beats wasting time down there.

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>3842382
WHOOP WHOOP

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>>3842384

I still need two more rolls, in case somebody crits.

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Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>3842390

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>3842382
Nat 1

>>3842384
>>3842393
>>3842394

The dice are very bipolar today. Writing

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>>3842384
>>3842394
these fucking dice its like the reverse of a anon with pockets filled with pasta tripping in front of a girl

>>3842339

You need to think fast. If you can’t find some way to distract these meatheads, you’re gonna get swarmed.

And then you notice several fuel canisters stacked next to one of the smaller tents.

And then you decide to do something that would make the Egyptian version of Smokey the Bear very, very unhappy.

You quickly haul the now-dead sentry next the canisters, affix the thermite grenade, and quickly back off before the inevitable boom caused by intensive flame meeting accelerant.

With luck, they’ll assume the sentry was smoking or something, and his scream for help was after he realized how badly he fucked up.

Your plan works magnificently, as virtually every guard you spotted earlier is now preoccupied with suppressing the conflagration threatening to engulf the camp.

Meanwhile, you decide to check out that big tent, you’ve come too far to back down now damn it.

Roll me some d100s to see what you find.

> DC 25 / DC 60 / DC 90

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>3842415

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>3842415

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>3842415

>>3842429
OH BOY. Writing

>>3842415

You reach the large tent unmolested, and a cursory examination reveals that it’s empty and safe for the plundering.

And boy do you find plunder.

This tent seems to be a command tent / armory of sorts

You can see several maps on the walls, with these coordinates labeled.

On one of the tables you find a number of explosives and their detonators, which you pocket. Presumably they were for cracking open parts of the tomb.

You also find a message from an individual named Mannheim. It reads:

“You’ve done good work in discovering the location of the Claw. As a token of my appreciation, I’ve sent you some special toys that demonstrate the perks of joining our operation.”

You notice a large crate with a crowbar nearby. It looks like it had been freshly delivered, and they hadn’t gotten around to opening it just quite yet.

You jimmy the crate open and the contents take your breath away. You have no clue what the fuck you’re looking at, but it’s the coolest goddamn thing you’ve ever seen.

>You have acquired: Apokoliptian Carbine
>You have acquired : Apokoliptian Battle Suit

> On that note, I must acquire nourishment. I will return in like a half hour. In the meantime, bombard me with comments, criticism, etc.

>>3842451
Fuck yeah

>>3842451
>You have acquired: Apokoliptian Carbine
>You have acquired : Apokoliptian Battle Suit

Describe them.

Also need more pictures in this quest.

>>3842461
is it the alien movie looking exosuits?

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>>3842451
I'm back, time for some pictures.

This is what the armor looks like.

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And this is what the carbine looks like.

>>3842451
Decision time.

Primary: Silenced MP5

> Switch to Apokoliptian Carbine (Y / N)

Armor: Ballistic Vest / Helmet

> Switch to Battle Suit (Y / N)

>>3842498
Y
Y

>>3842498
(Y)ee
(Y)ee

>>3842498
>>3842502
>>3842505
[Y]eet

>>3842506
{Y}eetastic

>>3842498
>N
>Y
Armor is easy enough. Once it's on, we don't have to do much. But I'd rather not use a weapon in active combat if we haven't at least seen its capabilities first.
There is such a thing as overkill. It's what gets superheroes coming down on us like a ton of very angry bricks.

>>3842498
The yee's have it, time for a homicidal makeover. Writing

>>3842512
you do make a good point we cna still have the weapon ready

>>3842498
You decide to exchange your ballistic vest and helmet for the alien version within the crate. It’s a bit of a tight fit at first, but after a few seconds it adjusts itself to fit your body size.

You also decide to exchange your silenced MP5 for the shiny new alien weapon.

You stash your former weapons and armor in the crate you stole the alien tech from, hopefully Gentlemen Ghost will be willing to grab them after he extracts you.

You can still hear the mercenaries yelling and attempting to put out your diversionary blaze.

You decide to:

> Move on to the tomb, you’ve got a job to do.

> Take your new toys for a test drive, with the added bonus of eliminating any witnesses.

>>3842512
We'd need to be doing super villiany stuff first.

Can we put the old regular armor over the new armor?

>>3842537
> Move on to the tomb, you’ve got a job to do.

>>3842537
Also, steal the note so hopefully the guy won't know any better.

>>3842537
> Take your new toys for a test drive, with the added bonus of eliminating any witnesses.

>>3842539
I'd be willing to do a quick retcon of just leaving the MP5 and wearing your original gear over the battle suit if the anons support it.

>>3842545
for disguise of course., shame about ditching the silenced mp5, should have brought a sling for it...

>>3842537
>> Take your new toys for a test drive, with the added bonus of eliminating any witnesses.

>>3842537
> Move on to the tomb, you’ve got a job to do.

We've got a tie, so I'll open voting for another 10 minutes.

If still tied, I'll roll a d2.

While we're waiting:

> Wear ballistic armor and balaclava over battle suit? Y / N

>>3842576
>Move on to the tomb

>N

>>3842578
Support

>>3842576
>> Wear ballistic armor and balaclava over battle suit? Y / N
Eh, sure. Why not?
>Y

>>3842576
>Tomb
>Y

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>3842537

Professionalism wins, writing now.

Since we've got a tie:

> 1: Vest over armor
> 2: No vest

>>3842591
In the interests of fairness, since you voted before I posted, vest over armor wins.

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>>3842537

On second thought, you quickly re-equip your ballistic vest and balaclava, so that you can hide your alien gear somewhat.

Before you leave, you make sure to snag the message containing the equipment crate; no reason to let them know what you’ve swiped.

The fire seems to be growing out of control, but thankfully, that isn’t your problem.

Most of the guards seem to have abandoned their posts to deal with the fire, so it doesn’t surprise you that you’re able to reach the ladder leading down to the tomb’s entrance without any interference.

As you climb down the ladder, an ominous feeling begins to wash over you, at first you barely notice it, but there is a tingling at the back of your mind.

YOU
SHOULD
NOT
BE
HERE

You shake off these wayward thoughts; you have a job to do.

You reach the bottom of the ladder and enter the tomb.

It’s pitch black inside, but it turns out that your new armor’s helmet has a built-in low light sensor.

You see what appear to be several body bags lying near the entrance, as well as a hallway branching three separate directions.

The walls are covered in pictograms depicting some kind of strange ritual. You can see some kind of bird-man falling from the sky, and his body being used to create some kind of gauntlet.

You:

> Unzip those body bags, maybe they’ll have some kind of clue as to what dangers await.

> Study those pictographs a bit more, maybe they’ll reveal something.

> Time’s wasting, go down one of the hallways (Left, Right, Center)

>>3842619
*concerning the equipment crate

>>3842619
> Study those pictographs a bit more, maybe they’ll reveal something.

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>>3842619
>YOU
>SHOULD
>NOT
>BE
>HERE
Well, shit. Here we go, then.
>> Study those pictographs a bit more, maybe they’ll reveal something.

>>3842619
>>> Study those pictographs a bit more, maybe they’ll reveal something.
> Unzip those body bags, maybe they’ll have some kind of clue as to what dangers await.
in order

>>3842619
>Go down center hallway

Pictographs are for nerds

> Study those pictographs a bit more, maybe they’ll reveal something.

Disturbing graves is a one way ticket to cursedland

>>3842619
>Study those pictographs a bit more, maybe they’ll reveal something
Let's not get cursed right away

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>3842619

You know the drill, roll me some d100s to look at the pretty pictures.

DC 60 / 80

Also, pay no attention at all to what I'm doing behind this curtain.

Rolled 1 (1d10)

*whistles innocently*

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>3842661

Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>3842661

Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>3842661

>>3842674
You're a very smart grave robber. Writing.

>>3842619

You decide to take a closer look at those pictographs on the wall. After all, forewarned is forearmed, and judging from the number of body bags in this room, you need as much help as you can get.

You step closer to inspect the wall and the secrets it may hold, when you hear a strange voice call out to you.

“Well, well, well, what have we here?”

You immediately wheel around and search for the source of the voice, but see nobody.

“I’m going to be frank with you dear tomb robber, this ain’t exactly a nice place to be in.”

> “Who said that?”

“I’m over here genius.”

You’ve seen a lot of really weird stuff lately. You work for a British ghost who sent you tomb raiding, and in the process you stole alien tech from a bunch of wannabe mercenaries.

And now a picture on the wall is talking to you.

C’est la vie.

“I assure you that you aren’t crazy. Well, maybe a little crazy for voluntarily entering this place. Did all the dead guys behind you not clue you in on how hardcore this place is? I’m sure you’ve got some questions for me, and maybe I’ve got some answers.

I go by a lot of different names buddy, but you can call me Set."

> That is all for tonight everyone, but I’ll be hanging around for a little while if you’ve got questions, concerns, or just want to stroke my already inflated ego.

>>3842690
>Set
FUCK.

>>3842690
Well, its not like the signs you put up last long enough to tell people like me.

Besides, its either acquire item or prevent others from grabbing it.

>>3842690
Next run when?

Are you a notsee air-blimp?

Do you inflate by helium or hydrogen?

>>3842710
That may or may not be the result of the d10 i rolled earlier.

>>3842719
I might run Friday if I'm free, but I'll definitely run again on Tuesday barring unforeseen IRL issues.

Helium, obviously. What am I, the Hindenburg 2.0?

>>3842727
Depends if you are named Oskar or Paul, and liked to be called von in the middle.

Session will resume in 2.5 - 3 hours.

>>3842690

You stare at the wall, where the now named picture stares back.

“Come on, say something already! I haven’t got an eternity! Well, technically, I do, but that’s besides the point.”

The picture seems to almost sigh to itself before perking back up.

“It looks like today’s your lucky day pal, because I’m feeling particularly generous.

Here’s your once in a lifetime offer. I’ll answer any 3 questions you’ve got for me, to the best of my ability, completely and totally honestly. In exchange, all you gotta do is listen to a little sales pitch of mine afterward.

You don’t even have to accept it, just hear out my offer. That seems pretty fair right?”

> Sure, this could result in some useful intel.

> No, I’ve got a bad feeling about this.


(Apologies for starting a little early, I managed to slip out of my obligations sooner than expected)

>>3851527
> Sure, this could result in some useful intel.

Voting will be extended a bit longer, due to both inactivity and this being the start of a new session.

>>3851527
>i can listen to your sales pitch first

>>3851561
>>3851581

Calling it now. Writing

>>3851527

“Great! I promise you won’t regret it.

As I promised, you can ask any 3 questions you like, Sean.

About any topic or any subject, and I’ll answer them honestly. Be careful though, you may not like what I have to say.”

> Are you the actual Set, or some kind of avatar?

> Which path should I take?

> How do you know my name?

> What exactly is the Claw of Horus?

> Why are you down here?

> Other

(Choose any 3 of these, or write in your own)

>>3851625
> Are you the actual Set, or some kind of avatar?

> Which path should I take?

> What exactly is the Claw of Horus?

>>3851668
To keep things moving, I'll call it and move along. Writing.

>>3851625

You ask Set your chosen questions.

“I suppose that I’ll just address them in order. First, I’m both Set and not Set. That may sound confusing, but I’ll explain. Basically, I had a priest loyal to me secretly chisel my likeness into the wall, and I imbued it with a bit of my power. For all intents and purposes, I am Set, just a version that’s been sealed in this place for an amount of time that I can no longer recall.

If I were you, I’d take the right path.

I’m actually not entirely sure about the Claw or Horus, to tell you the truth. I know that it’s some kind of special gauntlet that Horus created a long, long time ago, but he was very secretive about what exactly it did, or how it was forged. All I know is that it’s powerful enough for him to stash it in a place like this.

Now that I’ve answered all of your questions, it’s time for your side of the bargain. I happen to know that there is an additional artifact of Horus’ conveniently placed in the same room as the Claw of Horus. All I need from you, is to get rid of of that artifact for me. Take it with you, smash it, I don’t care what, just get rid of it.

In return, I’ll be your guide through this booby-trapped kill zone, and make sure that you don’t trigger any of the particularly nasty defenses.

So what do you say pal?

Are we in business?

> Yes. You could use a guide, and it’s not like he’s asking you to take a detour.

> No. You can find the Claw of Horus without his help.

> Yes. You could use a guide, and it’s not like he’s asking you to take a detour

>>3851697
>Yes
Sure fuck it. I've seen worse deals with the devil.

>>3851697
>> Yes. You could use a guide, and it’s not like he’s asking you to take a detour
so whats that thing you want us to get rid off?

>>3851719
>>3851726
>>3851730

A unanimous vote to deal with the devil. Interesting. Writing.

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>>3851697

> “Alright Set, I accept your offer. So…. uh…. what now?”

“Oh that’s easy, just hold still for a second.”

There’s a sudden and blinding flash of light and when you look back at the wall that previously contained Set’s picture, you notice that it’s now blank.

“I did promise to be your guide, and I certainly can’t do that from a wall, now could I?”

You look around to see if you spot Set in a different form, but are unable to spot him.

“Guess again buddy. Let’s just say that I’m a bit closer to home than I bet you were expecting.”

> “Please don’t tell me that you’re in my head and plan to work me like a fancy meatpuppet.”

“I wasn’t planning on the meatpuppet part, but yes, I am in fact renting space in your head.

It’s purely temporary, just until you uphold your side of the bargain. Don’t worry about the artifact I mentioned, I’ll let you know when the time comes.

Now what I’d heavily recommend is taking the left hallway.”

> “I thought you told me to take the right path?”

“I did. And it turns out the left path is the RIGHT path. I told you that I don’t lie.”

You are filled with an almost immediate sense of regret.

You decide to:

> Take the left path like Set suggested.

> Be a trailblazer and go a different direction. (Right or Center)

> Inspect those body bags before you go.

>>3851766
> Inspect those body bags before you go
>Go left
Gotta love this technicalities.

> Inspect those body bags before you go
>Go left

>>3851771
>>3851795

Seeing dead people and listening to the devil on your shoulder wins. Writing

>>3851766

You decide to take Set’s advice and go down the left hallway, but first…….

You head towards the stack of body bags, which upon closer review number at about a dozen.

They seem relatively recent, as there’s no dust or cobwebs or anything else that would suggest a long amount of time had passed.

“I remember those guys, I think they were part of the first expedition that came down here. They lost most of their guys to this particularly nasty curse that causes you to age exponentially. I’d highly advise keeping that body bag shut, that curse may have some nasty side effects that haven’t been triggered yet.

They seemed to have learned their lesson though, i.e, they mostly scampered off to the surface, and I haven’t seen any of them for quite a while. My guess is that they’re arguing over who gets to be the next schmuck dodging ancient curses.

Don’t worry pal. just follow my lead, and we’ll get through this just fine.”

Still feeling some residual doubt, you steel yourself and begin the long and treacherous journey down the left hallway.

> Roll me some d100s + 30 (from Set’s help)

DC 50 / 80 / 100

Rolled 31 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3851814
Low roll incoming!

As activity is rather low today and I need Bo3, re rolling is allowed.

Rolled 50 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3851814
>>3851831
You got it boss.

Rolled 31 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3851814
And 3

>>3851835
>80
A good success. Writing

>>3851814

As you make your way down the hallway, you remain on alert for any traps or curses that may be sprung upon you. You have a few close calls, but your natural reflexes and Set’s help allow you to avoid any damage.

As you continue metaphorically tap dancing through an ancient Egyptian minefield, you notice the entrance to a room attached to the hallway, while the hallway itself still stretches on.

“It’s decision time pal. I know for a fact there’s some sweet loot in that room, but it’s also probably trapped all to hell. I’d recommend moving on, but it’s your call. Fair warning, that nasty looking armor you’ve got on looks like it can tank some serious hits, but it’ll fold like paper when it comes to magic attacks.”

You decide to:

> Stay the course. This is an obvious trap and you aren’t going to die for your greed.

> Investigate the room. Your job is to rob graves, and this is no different.

>>3851862

> Investigate the room. Your job is to rob graves, and this is no different.Doesn't mean we have to take anything, just taking a look.

I gotta take a break to grab some dinner, feel free to vote until I return.

>>3851862
I'll back >>3851897
Fortune favors the bold.

>>3851897
>>3851916

I have returned from my incredibly unhealthy dinner. Calling it for curiosity and cats. Writing

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>>3851862

> “Fortune favors the bold Set. I’m at least going to take a look, doesn’t mean that I actually have to take anything.”

“It’s your life pal, just don’t forget that I warned you.”

You give the room a cursory glance from outside its doorway, and the absence of any immediate threats gives you enough courage to enter the room and examine it further.

The room is mostly empty, apart from what appears to be some old and rotting furniture and what appears to be a book with some kind of bird symbol etched into it lying atop a stone pedestal in the center of the room.

“Hey kid, remember when I told you to move on without checking this room? I retract that statement. If I were you, I’d try to get it and vacate this room before something nasty happens.”

> “What makes this book in particular so valuable?”

“That ain’t just any book buddy, I’ve got a sneaking suspicion that it might be one of Thoth’s books. You see, Thoth wrote a few books over the centuries, which usually contained powerful spells or secrets of the gods. The other gods didn’t really like having their dirty laundry aired, so they pretty much strongarmed Thoth into forking over most of his work. My guess is that book in there is one of them. Even if you’re not interested in magical stuff, they’re definitely valuable. Just a reminder though, be prepared for some nasty traps if you actually go for it.”

You decide to:

> Get the book. Who knows what you could learn from it?

> Leave. It’s not worth the risk.

Get the book. Who knows what you could learn from it?

>>3851974
Can we throw a rock or something inside ahead of us?

>>3851992
If the other anons back it, sure you can.

Voting will be open for 10 more minutes

>>3851992
>>3851989

Getting the book after tossing in a rock to check for traps wins.

Roll me some d100s + 30 (Set's help)

I forgot to add

> DC 90

Rolled 76 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3852043
Lets get paid

Rolled 12 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3852043
Adjunct Tango, going above and beyond the call of duty!

Need one more roll in case of crits.

How do I roll again?

>>3852084
dice+1d100+30

in the options field.

Rolled 26 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3852060
Success. Writing.

>>3852043

You suddenly have an idea, it probably won’t work, but it’s worth a shot at least.

You head back into the corridor where a thankfully crumbling wall provides you with ample ammunition to test your theory.

“What are you doing pal?”

As you begin tossing rocks into the room, you strike gold when one rock triggers a pressure plate that shoots several arrows at where you would’ve been standing.

“Nice work kid, but I’m pretty sure that pedestal is trapped too. Don’t think a rock will be able to solve that problem quite so handily.”

> “Hey Set, how durable would you say that Thoth’s books are?

“They’re pretty sturdy, Thoth was really big on longevity. Why?”

> “No reason.”

You state, as you throw a rock at the pedestal itself, causing it to rock slightly.

> “Hmmm”

It takes a couple of throws, but you manage to hit the pedestal hard enough and quick enough that the book falls to the floor.

It was a good thing you were so paranoid, because when the book fell off , you watched a strange glyph rise from the base of the pedestal, before dissipating entirely.

> "Huh. I can't believe that worked."

“Nice thinking kid, you managed to dodge the curse that the room was trapped with. From what I saw, looks like it was a nightmare curse.

That one’s particularly nasty, wouldn’t have had any immediate impact, but you do not want to know what it does when you fall asleep the first time.

The good thing about curses is that they fade pretty quickly after they’re triggered, so if you manage to dodge them, you don’t have to worry about exposure. Go collect your book, you earned it.”

You use the route that the rocks proved to be safe, quickly pick up the book, and pack it away for safe keeping.

Now that you’re finished exploring, it’s time to continue down the corridor in search of your primary objective.

> Roll me some d100s+30

> DC 85

Rolled 72 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3852137
It worked!

>>3852137
Ask, him about the place we are in, and about its construction. Ask him how to better spot the curses and traps.

Ask him to tell us about himself or the real SET.

Rolled 34 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

Rolled 83 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3852137
Forgot roll, don't forget to look up and down, side to side.

>>3852153
>>3852165

Success. Writing, with some exposition to spice it up.

>>3852137

As you traverse the corridor, you notice an increase in the complexity of the traps and curses you encounter.

Thankfully, Set is a quite literal godsend, and keeps you from unleashing whatever the hell a donkey curse is. He didn’t seem to want to talk about that one.

As you walk, you and Set talk about a variety of topics.

“This place? As far as I know, it’s a tomb for some big shot servant of Horus that kicked the bucket. Guess Horus thought it would be a good place to hide the Claw from yours truly. He’s not nearly as clever as he thinks he is though. He rolled out all the stops to keep the construction of this place secret, but all I had to do was “persuade” one of his priests to tell me where the construction was being done.

From there it was pretty simple, all I had to do was slip in an agent of mine who chiseled my likeness into a wall, did a brief ritual, and a little piece of me slips in to spy on them.”

> “It sounds like you’ve been down here a long time. Anything in particular that you miss?”

“I miss the sun, kid. I really, really do. For the longest time I haven’t been able to recall anything but the dull gray of these walls and the darkness. I’d give anything to get out of this place.”

> “Why haven’t you left then?”

“Would if I could, kid? See, Horus eventually figured out that somebody was spying on this place. I don’t know if he ever discovered it was me or not, but he had some artifact brought in that basically stops me from leaving.”

> “And that’s the artifact you want me to dispose of.”

“Bingo.”

>tbc

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>>3852212

The seemingly never-ending hallway finally comes to a stop, ending at a massive and closed limestone door.

“Here it is kid, the main burial site is right behind this door. In there’s the Claw and my ticket to freedom. Now we just gotta figure out a way inside.”

> Use the explosives you stole from the dig site

> Ask Set if he’s got any ideas

> Try pushing the door open

> Other

>>3852223
God I wish we had a pole or something. Set can detect curses right? He sensing anything amiss?

>>3852229

"Looks like a regular old door to me kid. Once you get good enough at magic, curses resemble a big sign labelled DEATH."

>>3852223
>>3852233
Alright then. Let's just try opening it. If it doesn't work use the thermite. It's quiet and shouldn't damage anything on the other side.

>>3852240
Unfortunately, you used your thermite back at the dig site.

>>3852244
Oh right. Fuck I forgot about that. Just open it then.

Voting is extended another 10 minutes

> Try pushing the door open

>>3852223

Roll me some d100s to push that door open.
No modifier because all Set can do here is offer moral support.

> DC 65

Rolled 50 (1d100)

Well he’s doing the best he can!

Rolled 24 (1d100)

Need one more roll.

It's been 20 minutes, so feel free to re-roll

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>3852321
YEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

can the 1 be reroll?

>>3852327
Since nobody else was rolling, I was offering to allow people who had previously rolled the chance to roll again and have it count.

And you rolled a critfail.

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>>3852272

It takes some time and effort but you finally manage to push the door open. While you’re still panting from the exercise, you take the opportunity to look around the room. More specifically, you notice the dozen or so weird statues that are positioned throughout the room.

You see a large metal gauntlet colored red and yellow resting upon a dais located on an elevated platform in the center of the room.

You also notice a large silver orb dangling from the ceiling via a rope.

This doesn’t look too bad, all you’ve gotta do is climb that platform and grab the gauntlet. Easy peasy.

Hang on a sec, did one of those statues just move?

"Kid, look out!"

OH FUCK

>TBC on Thursday. Will our wily henchman escape the clutches of death, or will he succumb to the Horus' horrors? Tune in next time to find out.

That's all for tonight folks, as always, feel free to leave your comments, criticism, and lamentations about how I write like an orangutan that stole a laptop and somehow navigated my way to /qst/