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>"That was crazy, we're not even at the pyramid yet! Is there anyway we could speed this up a little?"
KP asks, keeping a cautious eye out for any other threats.
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"That depends, are you afraid of heights? And can you swim?" She says, pointing down the edge of the slope leading down from the top of the waterfall, towards the LOOOOONG drop leading down to where it leads back into a river at the bottom going to the temple.


Shei-Sher is at a loss of words for a moment and he thinks his next response very carefully. Shei-Sher kneels before King Linias "Then allow me to serve this kingdom one last time. I am not a sheep, I am a goat and though our genealogy is stretched there is kinship between us, as I had learned when I once traveled with Prince Novelus. The Tablet is yours, but when you do open the Vault, let me appraise the items for you."

Shei-Sher puts his hoof forward, in it is Pupil. "This eye was from the omni-fuel that generated from Y'dryth's ember in the seat of Vadahara. It has a divine connection with Y'dryth's memory as far as I can tell. Please hold it in your hoof and look at me. Tell me what you see."


"There still remains a few days before this expedition starts, we have time to see what lies below there. Not to impose, but what if the records do not detail what lies in there because any information was kept inside the vault as well to not be temptations for invaders? Zha has remained calm and protected even in this demon-world until the invasion the other day. I ask that the vault could be examined at least, before a decision is made."


The creature runs away in a fit. The nail beast can see and smell that there are other monsters like it lurking among the shadows, as can Flaming and KP. But the monsters do not pursue you, and instead slink away into the shadows.
"Right, let's put in some distance before they attack again!" Blessings shouts, whipping the Rumblers into extra quickness. The lizards pull the cart forward, swiftly putting a geat distance between you and those monsters.

After a little while, the winding path through the hill comes to an end and gradually flattens out, delivering you again into the thick and overgrown forest and away from the clutches of beasts for now. The temple of Slipper looms a short distance beyond, with the air pleasantly cool and damp, with the thundrous rhythm of the mighty river in your ears. You forage onward in the cart unto the massive temple, making out the outline and intricate design of an ancient set of doors in the outer walls.

"Enough," the King says, refusing Pupil. "I have heard all too much about this device from my son's account of his travels. I will not allow either of you into the Vault; we have had to bend our traditions copiously out of necessity in these past months, but the sacredness of that ancient earth, you will not enter. Give me the other tablet, and I shall have the royal geomancers make a new magatama from them and inspect what lies below. In the meantime, stay here with Prince Novelus."
In a rare moment of levity, the King cracks a stern smile. "After all, the lamb doesn't shut up about either of you."


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Hermodur, Zunden, Rabi, Silver Song and Norvegicus have been exiled to the world known as the Echoes. Upon exploring their initial surroundings, they found an old diary belonging to someone called Dawn, and later met a fellow exile called Violet Moon, who had found a strange brick cylinder in a boat that had washed ashore nearby. Violet has so far been acting as their guide through the Echoes, and they are accompanying her on a quest to a far off desert called the Shifting Sands. According to Violet, an inscription she found in the tomb of an ancient king has led her to believe they will find something of great value in the center of the desert.

While staying in the small settlement of Ironbrook, the party ran into a notorious bandit gang called the Bloody Mummers, having gotten into a barfight with some of their members. This led to them taking a long path around so as to avoid the Mummers' attention, leading them into a treacherous stretch of swamp known as Durenwol. There they met the sorcerer Black Pudding, who had apparently had dealings with Violet in the past. Pudding promised to aid them in return for their service, asking them to bring him parts of a terrible beast called the Berrengaith.

The party agreed to this and ventured into the Rotten Wood, eventually coming across the beast. However, they soon found that there was more to it than they'd anticipated: the Berrengaith is host to a swamp spirit, which used to have dominion over Durenwol until it was overthrown by Pudding and trapped inside a monstrous boar. They were offered the choice of either slaying it now or gathering the required items to free it: a black lily from the Dreaming Spring, the eyes of a deer, and the skull of its former body, which is in the possession of Black Pudding. The party have not agreed to either choice yet, but as a sign of good faith the swamp spirit let them take the blood and teeth that Pudding had asked for; in return, they received a slew of items that will aid them on their journey. Upon returning to Violet, they also discovered that the loss of her eye was due to Pudding having taken it from her, after she tried to take the skull herself.

With their business in Durenwol finished, the party set off towards the Shifting Sands once more, eventually coming across a lakeside monastery dedicated to Luna, where they took shelter for the night. While there, they learned that the monastery were currently sheltering a severely injured pony wPost too long. Click here to view the full text.
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Zunden frowns, but nods,

"Perhapz, perhapz… But again, fate iz a ztrange zhing. It iz not healzhy to dwell on what ze pazt could be. Ze pazt is zet on ztone, it iz our futurez zhat are fluid. Zhere iz zertainly zomezhing for you in ze future, I azzure you,"

She smiles again,

"And I'll keep working to make zure you make it zhere. I won't have pazzing on my watch."



"Companionship aside, you serve a valuable function simply by being there in a fight and not dying. It sounds cruel, but providing an extra body to withstand the blows of the enemy is a phenomenally important service. It's why I think it was foolish of us to split up. You saw how poorly that fight went when we had less bodies to get hit. We were hit more, and it was almost too much for us. We would surely die without you being there."


Hermodur laughs. "Easy? See, this is exactly why I think you should hear more stories like this. I don't think anyone has ever had an easy time of it."

Hermodur sighs. "I was… young. Sixteen years old, I suppose? Somewhere around there. Maybe a little younger. I was working in a tavern at the time. I moved jobs frequently. Few people in Abyssinia could suffer the presence of a felid for long. I don't know if you are aware, but we have a stigma for being… swindlers, to put it lightly."

"Somebody had stolen something from the tavern. Nothing new. I was blame, of course. Nothing new. But, this time, it seemed it was something of greater value. I know not what it was, but it made the tavern owner get the authorities involved. They were coming for me, and I know how that story goes. So, I fled."

"I didn't get far before they caught up with me. I was cornered in an alley, pony guardsmen on either side blocking any exit. I only had one option left: climb the walls. So, I tried. Thanks to these claws," he says, exposing them proudly, "I could have gotten away. But, they were too quick. They pulled me down from the wall violently. I hit my head… I became dizzy."

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I manage a small smile. "Thanks."

I pause for a second, debating on if I should even mention not going into the camp with everyone else. I decide I may as well. 'Actually I didn't. I was outside the camp the whole time. That's where I was attacked."

I sit back and quietly listen to Hermodur's story. I cringe as it develops, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say. Now I think I know why he holds Ailuros in such high regard, though. "I think," I say. "I think I understand you a little better now…"

I sigh and roll back over onto my back again. "I don't want to look for it, but it's hard not to when people keep telling you that it's all but inevitable. It's like every time I turn my back I'm scared I'll end up in a life or death situation with someone and be forced to do it. I don't want to think about it as much as I do. I want to think that we're all just products of our situation, and if given the chance to change we will. But it's like everything that happens is trying to do its best to change that, and the more I deal with others the more naive I feel for wanting to give everyone a chance."



Hermodur bursts out into laughter again. "I often think I'm the most straightforward person possible. But, I suppose I can be hard to understand. If only you could have the opportunity to meet Ailuros. You'd understand completely," he speaks with such adoration and whimsy in his voice.

"All of my wisdom is hers. She has taught me all I know. And, you're right. We are a product of our situations. People DO deserve a chance. But, as I said before to Silver. We don't always have that privilege."

"I asked her once: how do we gain that privilege. She told me through power. If you have the strength to impose your will and the endurance to withstand the consequences, then you can gain control of any situation. Then, you have the privilege of mercy."

"Each time I kill, it is a result of my own weakness. And, it reflects poorly on Ailuros. In her divinity, she has infinite privilege for mercy. Of course, not all will accept it, that is something you must always be ready for as well."

Hermodur looks to Norv with a stern expression. "Norvegicus, if you wish to have the privilege of showing others mercy, then you must first get stronger. Get strong enough that you can control any situation. Then, no one will ever have to die."


"I think maybe that's why it's hard to understand. The straightforwardness. It's refreshing, but it makes me… Well, it makes me a little uncomfortable."

I think hard as Hermodur continues. Resorting to killing is a sign of weakness. Get stronger and nobody has to die. That's what I'd thought before. Even if I had to stoop lower to do it. "Yeah," I say. "I guess that makes sense. How to actually do it is the problem." I sigh. "Still. It's another thing to think about. Almost makes me miss when what I was going to eat was the only thing I had to worry about."

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Some people live in their old ways, set in how keeping to tradition is why things kept for so long.

Some people are quick to embrace the new and unknown, convinced that evolution is all that matters.

Some people have abandoned reason as they watched their world ripped asunder and smash into realities thought to be only in the imagination.

Exceptional people of these beliefs have dealt with their realm bleeding into others by fast becoming saviors, diplomats, leaders, caretakers, salvagers, scavengers, conquering heroes or scheming villains. Throughout the world, every expanding inch of it, opportunities are popping up for these exceptional people to prove themselves; for profit or charity…

Somewhere in a great underground dungeon made of steel and glass are some of these people who are quickly meeting back-to-back as they face tribals carrying spears and blugeons from all directions!
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You heal yourself enough that the pain becomes a slight stinging. The humanoid is gone from this place. 4/5 Hits

You hear the thing quickly going on all fours towards the West hallway, it will be there next turn!


"My mistake dear."


"Wait, hey, who are you?"


I get a little annoyed at the thing fleeing, and decide to check this room for valuable things instead. '1d10'

Roll #1 4 = 4


I'll quickly move back to the western door. Torch-first.
"Questions can wait until after this thing is dead."

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"I'm beginning to actually think that…." Veta thinks over what Teal says about weapons and such.
"Well, maybe, I guess. Though I don't think my sweet-talking has been all that great. It just got me punched in the face a lot, last time I checked."


"Aye, which is why i need t'find some better way o'holdin me own. Ye can't rely on the crew fer everythin, need t'be strong enough t'handle a brawl by meself, ideally."



"Mmm… you know, usually, I'd just propose us girls doing some good ol' shopping. Helps lift the spirit, for sure. I'm down for it if you are. However, given the circumstances, I think I have an even better idea. See, it actually ties to what I've mentioned to Risky about getting the VR persona swapped. A certain archetype caught my eye that I've been meaning to try out eventually ever since. That is, a hardlight construct manipulator. Meaning, in a VR simulation, me and the party I'm in wouldn't be limited to the weapons we choose at the beginning. I plan to try out a lotta positions outta my tech wishlist. If you're not sure what do you -exactly- want right from the get go, I can get you a ton of nice stuff to try out. From cryoblasters, to incendiary grenade launchers, to portable siege lasers. You'll be able to take your time seeing what suits your style and once you decide, we'll simply track it down and buy it here in the city. What do you say?"


Veta just stares at Teal, blinking as she tries to make sense over everything she was just saying. As she keeps talking, Veta puts her head back down on the counter and rubs her head where she feels it hurt the most. When the question came, Veta just gave a thumbs up, not sure what to say nor what the hell she just explained to her.



"Ah, I reckon you just need a change of perspective, Risky. Gotta go back to the roots to see anew, if you know what I'm saying. That or, eh, just gotta get us together on a few more missions. Order some, blast others, the usual. We're still relatively fresh. We'll fine in no time. And this VR tournament is just what I feel we're in need of now.."


Teal scrunches.
But she goes with it.

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The landis rife with conflict as the goddess Concord and the god Discord are forever at odds with one another in a constant struggle, thus true harmony can only be claimed by those who take it.

Name: Your identity.
Gender: Boy or girl?
Race: Each race has unique racial skills.
Class: Determines which skills you can take. Take a second class to become Multiclass.
Skills: You get 5 points to spend on skills. (3 if you are Multiclass)
Special Talent: Typically a +2 bonus to one skill.
Hits/Wounds: Nonlethal/lethal damage you can take.
Weapon and/or Catalyst: How you attack or cast spells.
Character Traits: Details that make your character unique, like looks, gear, and personality.



Gender: Girl
Class: Bard
Skills: Improvise, Heroism, Mimic sound.

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This is the thread for various one-shots relating to the PirateQuest which I run for the cytube group, not to be confused with other quests involving pirates.
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She listens patiently, looking slightly amused as Cutlass tells of her various mishaps. "Sounds like you have been through the wringer and then some, begorra," she remarks. "Still, it seems like you managed to do well for yourself, dealing with the Gates of Justice like that. I have never heard of any good coming of them myself. With all due respect," she says as an aside to the entourage of Gates agents in her crew. "I can only hope this new crew of yours manages to keep it together. For my part, I have no ill intent towards you or anyone here, so I see no reason to ever betray you."



"Betray me or abandon me, it'll happen one way or the other. It always does," Cutlass says bitterly.

Cutlass looks away, her face slightly red. "What does that mean, by the way?" she asks, suddenly, still not looking at Thessaly. "That thing you said at the end of your sentence."


She blinks. "Merely that you seem like a useful ally, for now," she answers plainly. "I have a feeling we will be good business partners. But do not get any droll ideas. I am only here out of convenience. Nothing more. I carve my own path, as I am sure you do as well."



"What?" Cutlass does a double-take. "No, I meant that word… beg-something?"


"Begorra? It is an exclamation used by my kin. It… It is difficult to explain what it means, really. I suppose it does not see much use anymore, now we're all but gone. Shame, really. The mother tongue will die if I do, as far as I am aware. I can only hope it does not."

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This is a FEMTO game. Information on it can be found here: https://pastebin.com/8shJWpxm
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A faint blush blooms across my cheeks, and I can't help but give a small smile. "Hah, thanks. Have to say, that's not something I ever expected to hear."


"Sure. You missed thr nitty gritty of ours, but I wouldn't mind hearing a bit about you." he says, stretching out a tad.


"Oh please, there was more to it than the simple jealousy of a minor noble."

"While he was as charming and handsome as colts of his stock are, i had no intention of being simply traded off as a power play! I had plans to gain control of my father's business, not to be some dowry to another family."

"..Though with me here i suspect they've signed the company over to my brother by now.." i add, contempt slipping through as my words trailed off.

"As ever, i am an open book, Rabi. Ask away and i'm certain i'll have an answer."


I glance down at my pockets and notice both my rats curled into little fuzzballs, sleeping. Careful not to wake them, I reach down and lightly scratch one of their tummies before looking back up at Silver, just barely not making eye contact.

I roll a couple of questions over in my head for a little bit. How does she know so much about poisons? Was she an assassin, or was she trained somehow? Are all nobles so good in combat? Finally I settle on one, clear my throat, and glance up at her. "What's your favorite kind of food?"


"Hmm? Favorite food?"

i look away for a moment, clearly confused, before looking back at you.

"It's certainly been a while, but a mixed salad was always a lovely meal. Fresh lettuce and spinach with leaves of kale, sliced fruits and vegetables like apples and tomato and toppings of bleu cheese and shelled sunflower seeds, oho what a taste!"

clearing my throat, i calm back down shortly.

"Something like that would be lovely. What about you? Surely you have a favorite as well, yes?"

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A timid fall sun shines above the Great Forest. Far down below near the ground, beneath a golden brown canopy, a caravan, too tiny for even Big Pony eyes makes its way through the bushes.

At the head, riding on a white kitty named Ribbon, is a courageous breezie named Fairweather. Foollowing behind, in a blue tunic with a gear emblem and wearing goggles is the genius tinker breezie Petilia.

They're very close now to their destination, the Big Pony village on the edge of the forest. Their missions is to obtain a Big Pony item of great value. Their contact in the city is an ex-Tinker, a toymaker by the name of Twinklebreeze.

Do you want to talk a bit and get back in the routine before making our way to town?
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"That place was mysterious… even now I'm tempted to go back and investigate that chamber. But it's probably best to put that chapter behind us."


Ribbon shakes himself off. But he looks slightly disturbed now. His battle standard got wet and dirty as well, making him look way less intimidating.


"Poor Ribbon. We should all take a well deserved rest. Well, first, let's rid ourselves of this moon dial and collect our payment. But then back to the inn."


As you walk away from the well, you hear one last mournful wind howl escape from the well.
While the Moondial is safely in your possession, whatever other secrets it might have held will be buried forever!



"I'm really curious about the light triggering the water, but its just not a good idea to investigate if we can't tell what's real in there."

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Post Sheets when you're ready.
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Roll #1 5 = 5 / Roll #2 10 = 10 / Roll #3 2 = 2 / Roll #4 5 = 5 / Roll #5 5 = 5 / Roll #6 10 = 10 /



Roll #1 2 = 2 / Roll #2 6 = 6 / Roll #3 7 = 7 / Roll #4 5 = 5 / Roll #5 1 = 1 / Roll #6 1 = 1 /



Roll #1 1 = 1 / Roll #2 1 = 1 / Roll #3 7 = 7 / Roll #4 6 = 6 / Roll #5 10 = 10 / Roll #6 3 = 3



Roll #1 6 = 6 / Roll #2 6 = 6 / Roll #3 7 = 7 / Roll #4 4 = 4 / Roll #5 6 = 6 / Roll #6 9 = 9 /



Roll #1 8 = 8 / Roll #2 1 = 1 / Roll #3 4 = 4 / Roll #4 9 = 9 / Roll #5 10 = 10 / Roll #6 10 = 10

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