/qu/ - Quests/Roll

>>7306

>To dice roll go to the bottom of the reply field and hit Show Post options and limits. There is an embed field, two checkboxes and 3 dice roller modifiers.

>>7515

Watch the money roll in.

>>7526

Stick a periscope in the portal and see what's on the other side.

>>7526

Stick a miniature flag in it and claim it as your sovereign territory.

Oh, I skipped the third thread.

https://archive.is/SBVtD

>>7491

I ran a quest for several months, many years ago. It's a big investment of time and it demands a lot of your attention. I can understand wanting to stop before you get too invested or spend too much of your life keeping it going.

You did a good job while it lasted, man.

>>7522

>>7521

A corset is mandatory. If you don't own one, bump it to the top of the shopping list.

>>7524

Time to get some junk food then. A wink at the wageslave who serves us and leaning forward on the counter might get the meal a bit cheaper.

>>7524

Probably best to wear whatever gasmask/headscarf combo works well with the sweater.

Otherwise, urinate in a handkerchief and tie it over the mouth and nose.

>>7525

Don't forget to roll to seduce and also look for a job.

Aaaand… Finally catched up! Right on time, too, if the forecast from INH's twitter is to be believed!

>I vote for seeing the story of the Wan-wan throughly.

Also… I recently heard that users with trip names are often not very appreciated… should I keep mine, or should I go back to being an anon? I really don't know…

Whew sorry for disappearing folks. I've had a bit of a rough time, so I mostly decided to keep my peace instead of blowing up on the internet. I intend to start a new quest really soon, I'm moving to /monster/. I'm not throwin away everything that happened though, not one bit but I did move on with the story, so my new stuff will be a sequel (which doesn't follow up on a bad ending because that'd just be unfair if I did)

>>7483

Ids act the same as trip codes, I don't really mind though.

>>7485

I see. So, will we get back to Siegfried's story eventually? Or are we starting a new quest from scratch?

Anyway, I'll go check Monster to get a general idea on how things work around there. I'll try to join the quest this sunday, though I am not sure if I'll have time to do so. Anyways, thanks for coming back to make quests for us, I'm sure many will appreciate it :D

>>7487

New protagonist, new situation, new set of characters, new areas but it's going to be possible to go back in Zipangu and get a feel for things after establishing ourselves. This sequel take place 13 years after the crusade, so it'll be possible to see for yourselves what happened after.

Twitter has been updated, hopefully I'll be seeing you again friends.

>>7409

>might take advantage of the witch

Are you trying to turn this into a lewd quest?

Rolled 1, 9 = 10 (2d10)

>>7410

At this resolution, you really can't get anything decently lewd, so don't expect me to draw it.

That said, we've already had tentacle molestation, so I don't care at this point.

>>7411

Alright then. Let's keep rolling with the current battle. If Viv can get under the blue one being held up by Tigi who apparently even lifts to pull the witch out that would be good.

>>7413

Take the loot, bring the witch back home, and go on with the quest.

>>Try to contact old friends at the force for info

this all sounds like it could be nonesense. boys in blue could let us know if we are wasting our time or not seeing as we dont get free access to police records anymore.

If Laina Dully knows what the hell happened that day, maybe she can identify the vagrant. So:

>swing by the station for that trinket

>>7467

>Swing by the station for that trinket

Last we remember bullets didnt really help with that thing, and a flask or notebook wouldnt be much more help. Lets get the clue and get on the case while the trail is hot.

>>7444

Quads checked

Magitek

Machine spirit (Upgraded)

Translator

sensor

Healing gel (Upgraded)

Promethious

A possessed magical medical droid.

>>7444

Alien

Machine Spirit

Wing Blades

Translator

Synthetic Skin

Mind Link

Invasion

>>7445

I like the sound of this. Do this.

>>7380

Wise and shamanistic, but with a giant, tough 2IC if possible. Mikle works as a name.

Are we sure we want to settle in so soon? I'd be keen to send out some scouting parties to move slowly around the area to find a good position before we make permanent fortifications.

>>7403

How many men does Korgak have, what are they like and how are they organized? We'll probably have to posion or murder him and his top men to get the rest in line. Either that, or possibly force them into a situation where they have to fight the pinkskins.

We must have a man who's loyal to us but friendly with Korgak's men. Send him to find out if they saw anything interesting or dangerous while they were on their hunt.

>>7390

>Skirt the forest until you are clear of the hamlet. You must get out of the forest.

Be sure to collect any edible berries or useful plants on the way.

>>7392

You and Beatle strike off to the east, heading toward the forests edge again. Along the way you see a few berries that grow in the Locust Hills. You and Beatle pick these along the way, eating some and storing the others with the rations.

> + trail rations (berries)

"Why'd you leave?"

You had expected the question. No less, you did not wish. The tree line was in view now, so the two of you begin to skirt it, staying off of the road.

"I had to."

"Was it because of Rattail?"

>Tell Beatle why you left the tribe.

>Lie to him.

>Evade the question. Change the subject.

>>7395

Who's Rattail? I left because the tribe wasn't big enough for me. I want more. A kingdom. Or an empire. A single Goblin tribe isn't enough for me.

>>7397

"Who's Rattail? I left because the tribe wasn't big enough for me. I want more. A kingdom. Or an empire. A single Goblin tribe isn't enough for me."

"Chief Rattail, Kappa. Something wrong with… Oh, were you being sarcastic?"

Beatle chuckles.

"He was plenty scared of you, that's for sure. You and him was the only High-Goblins in the hills."

"Let's talk about something else."

>Roll: 14

A twig snaps somewhere nearby. The two of you stop in your tracks, searching for the cause of the sound.

>Investigate the noise. (1d20)

>Run. (1d20)

>Write-in

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>7401

Send Beatle to check out the noise while we watch from a discrete distance.

>>7338

You puff out your chest and deliver the most "monster talk" introduction you can muster. You describe how you and your party plan to find the temple and "take loot", and that you're looking for information, along with any orcs that want to join.

The orcs look at you in silence. Your party, however, is vocal about your sudden change in tone.

"FINELY," yells Shreakmilk, "YA SPEEKIN LIKE A PROPA LEADA OF A WARPARTY!"

"Boss, ya always find a way to impress me!" Frix cheers.

"YES. DEAD'ARD BOYZ!" jiggles out Jellington.

"CAW! Why the hell are you talking like that? CAW!" caws out Puffin.

"U-um, S-Skup, w-why are you a-acting like this?" Sorri whimpers.

Skellington sees your gambit clearly. "Indeed! We are a band of, uh, fookin right crushers, and um, we're be needed the information…" Skellington hangs his head, not grasping the intricacies of monster tongue.

Snood just nods his head.

The other orcs look forward at their speaker, emotionless, as if waiting to see how he reacts before even daring to react themselves.

The orc speaking with you smiles.

"It's nice seeing a little bit of spunk these days!" he says, "pleasure to meet you all. I am Balgone The Battler…the second. I am leader of the Seadale War Party, The Blades of Balgone The Battler…the first. The other orcs outside of the party want me to call it the Defense Party, but fuck that noise."

Balgone's followers smile, their clunky tusk teeth glistening with grime.

"I wish I could lend out some of my boys to help you out. I mean normally I wouldn't, just givingPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

>>7342

Wossit wif alla dese "civilised" Orky types? Why'da they look so…not…Orky? Seen some earlier, mate, an they was all like, "Oh, lookit tha lil' savages and monsters" and talkin bout wantin to be like Elfs and 'Umans and such. Didn't even have proper tusks or nothin. They looked like some ki'na…pretty-type Orky lads. Talkin bout makin a kingdom. Is dis a new thing? Orks gettin in to the king-makin game?

Got me 'finkin, it did. 'Finkin bout this…civilization business. Bout how those lot, 'Uman, Elfs, Dwarfs, City-Orks, how they gonna jus' follow a guy cos 'is dad or gran'da or woteva was som kinda big boss type. Got me 'finkin bout how that ain't how it should work.

I don't know bout you, but way I sees it is you ain't a boss coz you says yous da boss. Yous da boss coz everyone else sez yous da boss, yeah? Tha's how it works for us an I bet it's how it works for you lads. Yeah, you mighta been born as a second or whateva, but those boyz you got, those boyz follow you coz you's their boss. I'm finkin bout thumpin those lot in the temple, takin' their temple, an ridin it somewhere clear away from here. Somewhere wif none of this "civilization" these lot got 'ere. All I need now's to know where they took that walkin' temple. Mate, just point us lot in the right direction an we's off.

>>7343

Continuing with your montser-like voice, you ask why the orcs you've seen before were all "pretty-type" and how you don't understand why people should be part of a kingdom when they should be following someone they see as the boss, not someone who says they're the boss.

From there, you ask simply if Balgone knows where the temple is headed, and that you will leave if he tells you.

Though your teammates don't speak, you can tell by their expressions…well, the ones where you can see an expression, that they are impressed by your speech.

Balgone's orcs look towards Balgone to know what they should be feeling right now. Balgone does not turn to give them an answer, but you can see his face soften. You have moved him.

"You're damn right, goblin. You're damn right. Let me tell you a story, and maybe you'll understand how we got to this sad state. A long time ago, long before the humans ruled most of the plains, and the elves ruled their enchanted little forests, and the dwarves ruled most of the underground, everyone was just part of their dinky little tribes. Humans, elves, dwarves, they were just like everyone else, I tell ya. Us orcs, we were in our tribes too. Going to war with our enemies, proving ourselves through strength, life was good and simple. Of course, that was a long old time ago, my boys and I weren't born, or any of you were born, or whatever. The thing is, sometime during when everyone else was living life like they should following who was the best…well, I mean the orcs always followed who was the best, I don't know about everyone else…the humans started getting "diplomatic" with the other humans, and just the other humans. Then the elves started to do that too. Then the dwarves too…actually, I'm not sure what the order was, but the point is one of those three started doing things differently. They started to ignore the other races, and just focus on themselves. Making allies, forcing others to join them, but only humans with humans, elves with elves, dwarves with dwarves. And then the humans and the elves and the dwarves saw they wPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

>>7382

"Sorry, I'm rambling again. You want to know where the temple went, right? I'm not sure, but I have a pretty good guess. The closest tribe worth checking out is deep in Moistmouth Cave. In the cave is a passage to an underwater place, full of mermaids and mermen and fish things in general. I'm not sure of this black knight person wants soldiers he has to water, but that's the best bet I've got. It's near the coast a little ways from here."

What do you do?

>Head right to Moistmouth, there's no time to waste.

>Head to the town square

>Head to the path to the pillars

>>7383

Moistmouth it is, then.

"I don't think I'll ever understand the teachings of the Brotherhood, Master. How can I truly know the salvation it offers if I haven't experienced the suffering of the outside?"

He nods, and looks out of the grime crusted window. He is silent for a long while.

"Nothing is fair in this life, Kappa. Nothing is fair. That must be your first lesson. The odds are always against you. Come with me."

Delvin stands and shuffles from the room. Before following him you grab your cloak. The temple is drafty, especially at night.

The two of you walk in silence down the damp, unlit corridors. The sounds of chants echo softly off the stone. The hallways ends abruptly, but Delvin reveals a trap door in the floor.

You descend the ladder first, and Delvin comes after. The hidden room is lit with many candles. Along one wall is a row of bookcases, absolutely filled. Another is dedicated to various weapons. He beckons to it.

"You have never fought before, Kappa. You must know how to fight if you truly want to survive outside of the Brotherhood's protection. Tell me which of these you would choose."

>I'd choose the spear and darts. I'm quick and agile enough. I could use them effectively for offense and defense.

>The sword, of course. Whatever was in my way, I'd cut it in half. (couples with short bow)

>The staff. It's simple. Non-threatening. It would be suitable for self-defense. (couples with short bow)

>I'd use the bow and dirk. They'd never see me to even know they were fighting.

>>7386

Could we do sword and javelins?

Eh, what the hell.

>>7387

"I'll take the sword, Master Delvin. And the javelins."

He hands you the weapons. The sword is balanced. Sturdy. So are the javelins. They feel good in your hands.

"You' look like you might know how to use those." He claps you on the back.

You sling the basket of three javellins around your shoulder and back then fasten the sword belt around your waist.

Delvin says, "I'll meet you at the road. In front of the temple entrance."

(cont.)

"I'll speak to the other Masters. Perhaps we can get you a Dukka to ride."

A Dukka is a mutie horse. It's a lot heavier and wider, so slower than a true thread horse… But those don't exist anymore. This one has an extra eye.

"There's jerkey in this pouch, and some trinkets in this one. You can hock these for a bit of cash and tack. Here's your canteen. Mostly clean water, my boy. And a bottle of wine tucked in the saddle. Kappa…"

Delvin sighs.

"The Brotherhood would ask a favor of you before you leave. Gilead, the nearby settlement… We've received word that an Other has come down. Just one. The last time they came down, they took the children first."

He begins to look uncomfortable.

"These creatures are demons. And we are in hell. Kill it, Kappa. Will you do this for the Brotherhood?"

>I will investigate, Master Delvin. Should the creature need to be put down, so be it.

>I will kill the Other, Master. For God, and the Brotherhood.

>We will see when I get to Gilead.

>I'm not going that way. I'm going to Chookh.

>I want to see the wilderness, Delvin.

>Write-in

>>7394

I've just, for the first time, picked up weapons, Master. If even a single Other is as terrible as you would have me believe, I would have no chance against it. Please, master, do not place this burden on my shoulders, for it is surely one I will fail.

>>7336

>Try to blast the bottle out of its hand with Kidou

>Spring the trap

try to launch the battle out of the trap area then sprint the trap

try to launch the battle out of the trap area then sprint the trap>>7336

Not knowing what's in the bottle, you decide it's best not to let the Hollow have it. You raise your hand, and point your fingers at the bottle, taking a moment to decide which kidou technique to use. Too much power, and the bottle will break, spilling its contents everywhere. Too little power and the bottle won't leave the effective area of the trap. Way of Destruction Number 4: White Lightning should do. Simple, quick, targetable and easy enough to adjust the power. Luckily, the Hollow is still just looking at it. Aiming for about 30% power, you let loose the kidou blast.

It connects between the bottle and the bottom of the Hollow's claw, knocking it up and spinning away. You think it's landed outside the trap, but don't have time to check. The rest of the Hollows are moving towards you, and your aching muscles are informing you that you don't have enough energy to run the gauntlet through them again. Especially since the black dagger is mostly used up. Swiftly spinning on the balls of your feet, you raise your palm to the key beam of the trap, and blast it.

>Hadou no Sanjuu Ichi: Shakkahou!

The incantation focuses your energy, and the blast incinerates the pillar. The ground trembles and the air is filled with falling debris. The building begins to topple. Glass rains down on the Hollows at they look up. If they had the capacity, they'd be feeling panic now. It shreds their skin, but that's not enough to stop them. A few seconds of awful, metallic screaming and earthquake-like rumbling later, the building falls on top of the monsters, destroying them all.

All except 2. “Damnit”, you think to yourself, “I waited too long.” They were outside the trap's area of effect. But, since it's only 2 left, you should be able to handle them, even in your exhausted state.

>Use the dagger on them

>Use your sword on them

>Put what energy you can spare into a low-level binding kidou

>Put all your energy into high-level binding kidou

>Call Jun to help

>Call the girls to help

>Try something else from the sack (please specify)

>>7372

>Use your sword on them

>Call Jun to help

Binding them would be a lot of effort, and probably ineffective unless you exhausted yourself doing so. Best to just destroy them with your trusty zanpakto. Arms heavy from the long struggle, you manage to draw it, and turn to face the closest Hollow. It looks pretty small, but the sweat trickling into your eyes tells you you're not going to have an easy job. Best to call for some back-up. You know the girls have said the won't help, but Jun should be willing.

>”Jun! I need your help!” you scream, as the Hollow lunges towards you.

You block it's pincers, but it continues advancing. You try to raise your sword in time to block the next attack, but fail. The Hollow's talon looks as though it will tear into your face. The moment it pierces your skin, the Hollow cries out in pain. A blue bolt strikes it through the centre of its body, destroying it entirely. Across the rubble from the destroyed building you see a figure in a leather coat and fedora nod to you, pick up the vial you knocked from the other Hollow's hand, pocket it, and flee from the scene.

If you could, you would have worried about it. But the other Hollow was bearing down on you. Swinging your sword wildly, you manage to kock the Hollow off balance. Using all of your remaining energy, you slash at the Hollow. It made contact with the mask. You think. Your vision blurs as you fall to one knee. Within a few seconds, friendly-seeming energies seem to surround you. You can't really be sure; the exhaustion is taking its toll on you.

>Lash out at them

>Ask about the coated man

>Ask about Jun

>Collapse

>Attempt other (please specify)

>>7301

Offer a reasonable amount of money for it, plus an extra little tip for starting a new business liaison.

Tell Sandra you're in the market for more Businessco stuff, not just any shit but good quality stuff like this camera, but that you're not really keen on being caught inside a stall in the women's bathroom on a floor that is not your own with any sort of camera, and let alone a paperwork-be-stacked Businessco camera!

Ask her to take a look outside the bathroom to make sure no one is around to see you and Julius leave, and ask her to give you a warning and help you hide in the stall if someone is coming.

Finally, give her your private business card and tell her to come and see you in your abode (address printed on the card) any time in the three or so hours after your shift ends whenever she has something else worth selling.

Finally, check own inventory for concealable Corpratago spy cameras.

>>7320

Before parting with Julius, offer him the following reassurance:

"Nah, man. You ask me, she's as shriveled up as Ms. Liz…well, don't tell either of 'em I said that, of course. If I hadn't caught wind of that thanks to you, she'd have kicked us both out. Looks like you had to take the hit for her to stop being a bitch and run her damn business. And hey, remember…let's keep this trip a little on the down-low, eh, Julius? No sense telling the whole world about any of this weird trip. If I can just get her to come by to sell, well, then I can relax a little, and I'll let you know. If we get there, I can get you whatever you want through her. Me and you, man, huh? She was a tough nut to crack…dealers and their bullshit about respect…but hey, we did it. We got our feet in the door this time. Just sucks that you had to play the foil for her to get off her high horse. Ought to be worth it for the pay though, right? You and me. We stick together and keep our mouths shut, we'll have nothing to worry about."

I figure that with his obvious lack of a strong father figure or a lot of male friends, this should bind Julius to me like glue. My good little magpie. Just have to hope he's smart enough to actually keep his mouth shut about our thing. I'll be detailing exactly what I'm doing in my reports; no sense trying to hide anything from corporate in the first place, and as long as I get results, they shouldn't have a problem. "By the books" never busted any Businessco rats.

Now, to write some emails and set up some things…

>>7321

Email to Nurse Limp:

Hi Limp!

How are/is the [insert my knowledge of Limp's family or friends here, if any...otherwise just "How's life"]?

Say, I was wondering if you know who I could talk about regarding an adjustment in my medication. I've been having some trouble with the clarity of my vision and I estimate it may impact my overall productivity by 5% or more! I think my medication might be causing it, but I don't know which pill. Just want to get that cleared up so I can get back to 100% productivity. Thanks!

Keepin' it light,
Pat Bakeman

'''''It is our dreams that define our fantasies.'''''

Next, an email to my shadowy superiors:

To Whom It May Concern,
I have a contact involved in fencing Businessco contraband. I've even secured a small token as proof. She's seems to operate fairly independently, but I very much doubt she's supplied by Businessco directly. Right now it's far too early to tell how big this thing is, or what sort of volume or quality we're talking about. If you have a female secret observer in the garden levels near my office...with all due respect, what I'm getting into here is going to qualify as a need-to-know, if it doesn't already. If you don't...I'm getting into something important, I have a feeling. Things are going to get messy and complicated, and I'm telling you beforehand that I'll likely need a pretty loose leash on this one, but that I have it under control, I know what I'm doing, and it's going to be more than worth it.

I understand that it would be unreasonable to ask you to give me more space to operate and provide nothing in return, and to that end I will be setting up a dead drop in a locker a bit away from my sector. In my next email, I will send you the location, locker number, and combination.

Now, I eventually plan to be purchasing a fair amount of contraband through this contact. I need t