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d7b204 No.6345

Setting: >>Generic Tolkien-esque Fantasy World.

Main Character: >>Guy McDudeguy, peasant of Blank Village.

You were born bigger, stronger, and smarter than the other commoners. Though you worked as an apprentice for both the Blacksmith and the Old Wizard Dude in the woods, you have grown bored of the humdrum life of a lowly commoner.

>>North and South are the only maintained roads, since East is overgrown and ends in ruins and bandits, and to the west there is no road, just open wilderness.

What do you do?

ceb1f5 No.6393

>>6345

Go fucking east.

Grab a pitchfork and torch for later, sharpen your teeth and steal a chicken and a flaggon of ale.

Fuck these pussy ass pennants and their peasant shit.

We're gunna eat some bandit throats and get rich.

Then become nobles.


d7b204 No.6504

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>>6393

Hell yes

Day 1 >>Sharpened teeth to points, Stole a fat ass chicken and big flagon of ale. Went off into the overgrown mess.

Day 2 >>Stomping mercilessly through underbrush and pathetic small animals.

Day 3 >>Already at the ruins.

Your long legs and determined munchies for windpipes have carried you 50 kilometers east, and for some reason the chicken is still alive. The Ale happily is not, but it is simply a liquid within a clay pot.

'Oi cunt! Yer came th' wronk way' A scrawny teenager with a pubestache and a rusty letter opener squeaked at you.

Items: "wooden pitchfork, quality torch, ugly fat chicken, Ale motherfucker."

Wat do?


6a9cd4 No.6506

>>6504

>Throw a chicken at the other chicken and then stab both with a pitchfork.

>Drink ale


d7b204 No.6547

>>6506

So no image for this one since there isn't any major change, and i don't want to draw a bundle of sticks with pitchfork holes in it.

You grab the teenager by his head and fling him at the chicken. Impact was satisfactorily crunchy, as also the sound of your pitchfork stabbing the boy and the chicken at the same time.

Unplugging the jar, you drink deeply of the heady warm ale.

Ahead of you are the ruins of an old border town, which marks the beginning of more ruins and ruined cities. To your left is a campfire with a rat burning over it, as well as a tent and a tiny hempen bag filled with pebbles. To your right is some mild overgrowth. behind you is the way you came from.

Items; Wooden Pitchfork, Quality Torch, Dead fat chicken, Dead deadbeat, Surprisingly Good Ale.

Wat do?


4d34aa No.6549

>>6547

Go into the ruins and set some shit on fire.


d541f1 No.6550

>>6547

Piss on the corpse while you eat his rat then burn his tent and kick over his pebble bag.

Pocket the letter opener and make your way to the ruined city sipping ale.

Also drop the dead deadbeat from our inventory.

He's covered in piss


d7b204 No.6553

Again, no art update. No major change.

The rat was surprisingly succulent, in spite of it looking charred.

You gnaw on the rat for a little bit as the burning tent crackles behind you. You whip out your greatsword and leave your personal touch on the scene (hint, the dead deadbeat).

As you look over to the town, you notice a small movement. Since you are still somewhat bored, you light the first house you find on fire.

The fire looks like it will spread very slowly, due to no winds and relatively well spaced houses.

Items: Wooden Pitchfork, Quality Torch, Dead Fat Chicken, Letter Opener, Surprisingly Good Ale.

Wat Do?


b4b6a3 No.6568

>>6553

wander deeper into the ruins, start shouting


d7b204 No.6591

>>6568

As you go deeper into the town, hollering off about Deez nuts, you notice a child in a brown cotton longshirt leaning against the wall.

Your instincts are telling you that this child is a little skewered.

Its voice seemed to appear right in front of you, saying "Hey stranger, what's the year?".

Items: Wooden Pitchfork, Quality Torch, Dead Fat Chicken, Letter Opener, Surprisingly Good Ale.

Status: Tingling Sensation.

Wat Do?




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