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92477 No. 92477 ID: fb5d8e

189 posts omitted. Last 50 shown. Expand all images
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No. 93404 ID: 7f1887

>>93403
Just shake yourself off like a dog. You can do that, right?
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No. 93405 ID: 2cbe3e

>>93403

"I was embarrassed because the voices in my head keep commenting on your body."
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No. 93406 ID: 632862

>>93403
Hey, I said not to.

Uhm. You should probably let your clothes dry before wearing them, so as to not get hypothermia or something. You should both sit on opposite sides of a rock to ensure privacy.
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No. 93407 ID: 15f6d6

If the weather is nice now, you should actually let your things dry. You don't want to get sick.
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No. 93408 ID: 632862

>>93406
Also thank her for her concern and say you're probably fine.
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No. 93410 ID: c3df09

>>93403
>What a surprise! It's all completely soaked.

Jesus, woman, are you ever off??
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No. 93421 ID: 55e935

>>93404
Good call. Shake the water off like it's nothing and this whole mess is no problem, leaving Petal soaked and feeling awkward.
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No. 93422 ID: fb5d8e
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93422

I am not a dog. I am also not going to lick myself clean.

The bright afternoon sun rises high in the sky. Things should not take too long to dry.


"We should let our clothes dry first. We can sit on opposite sides of this large rock so we can enjoy some privacy."
"Oh, good call. No offense, but I can't relax like this."
"I completely understand."

"Wow.."
"What is it?"
"I can't believe we're actually out of Wonderseed. I didn't think I'd ever leave that place."
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No. 93424 ID: 7f1887

>>93422
Pull your hands out of there Ridder. It's not the time for that.
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No. 93425 ID: 2cbe3e

>>93422

Masturbate furiously while trying to hold a normal conversation.
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No. 93426 ID: 476456

"Refreshing isnt it?"
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No. 93427 ID: c3df09

>>93422
She was giving us a lot of grief about leaving the place before - ask her if she feels better about going with you now.
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No. 93428 ID: 8ce2bf

>>93422
Lay out spread eagle for MAXIMUM SPEED DRYING.
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No. 93429 ID: 632862

>>93422
I bet the Trollking is thinking something similar right now.

"Can you think of any way we might be able to retrieve your things?"

Also ask her if she knows anything else about the Trollking that might help in tracking him down, and if the Druids will have any luck doing it themselves.
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No. 93432 ID: e3f578

"Are you glad? Will you miss your family? I know you disliked your government but surely someone was important to you in your old home?"

We'll need a mage expert next time going back. We do not want to do that again. A mage might be able to pierce through the illusions hopefully.
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No. 93434 ID: fb5d8e
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93434

"Do you feel better having come with me?"
"Absolutely. You're my knight in shining armor! ..No, that's a bad example.."
"Don't worry. I am glad I could help you. I look forward to working together."
"Me too. And to think I almost stayed because of my research."
"Do you know any way we can get your things?"
"Not at all. I'm still surprised we even made it out."
"On another note; What more can you tell me of the Trollking? Specifically, how can I locate him?"
"I'm not his best friend, so I can only tell you the basics. The Trollking is an immortal fey, who can't have children of his own, since, well, he obviously doesn't have a Trollqueen. Driven mad with jealousy and spite, he steals newborns from their cradle and turns them into cabbages, which later 'hatch' into his troll children. Then the High Druids took over the old elven empire and sealed it off, and it wasn't long before they managed to corner the trolls and the Trollking. They didn't kill him because he's the only one of his kind."[/b]
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No. 93435 ID: 476456

New mission, get troll king to start orphanage.
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No. 93437 ID: 3fecfb

>>93435
I approve.

On a completely unrelated note to anything at hand, i think Ridder's agility would make him a great unmounted fighter with just a bit of training. Maybe Black Fang can help.
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No. 93439 ID: 445c48

>>93435
Maybe an Unplanned Parenthood Baby donation center in Sepia town?
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No. 93440 ID: 632862

>>93434
It would be an interesting solution to get the Trollking to not steal babies, but adopt orphans instead. Seems rather unlikely though since he's supposedly insane.

There's also the problem of once captured, how to deliver him to the elves without getting trapped again.
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No. 93442 ID: e0499d

I think that if we find him, we should just convince him to join by promising to find him a TrollQueen if he comes with us... on the condition he doesn't change children into his babies.
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No. 93443 ID: 445c48

Fuck the Elves. If it weren't for Petal, I'd advise torching their fucking orgy forest.
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No. 93447 ID: 476456

He's pretty old, I don't think he wants to spend his fading days traipsing about with some knight.
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No. 93466 ID: fb5d8e
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93466

"Will you miss your family? I know you disliked the high druids, but was there anyone close to you?"
"Family doesn't mean much in a society where all children are made in giant orgies. There were some who I held dear, but I discovered they weren't quite who I thought they were.."
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"Frankly, I'm sick of Wonderseed elves. That reminds me, aren't you a Leferran? The books said that you were confined to the Far North by the barrier."
"I was born here. I don't know how my parents got on this side."
"What did your parents do for a living?"
"They were mercenaries, then Lord Malto of North Piacevol granted them their knightly titles for their bravery beyond call of duty."
"It sounds like they are very noble."
"They are."
"Do you ever see them any more?"
"They disappeared during the revolution that ended my lord's reign and forced me into exile."
"..Oh.. I'm sorry."
"It's fine. I work hard to live up to their and Lord Malto's honor."
"That's quite admirable."
"Thank you."
"..Well, it looks like our clothes are dry. Shall we move on?"
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No. 93467 ID: d74b5c

>>93443

Torch it anyway! Fire good!
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No. 93468 ID: 2dd482

>>93466
clothes yes, but you both still look a bit wet. No sense getting dressed if you're just going to get them wet again.

This is really just an excuse to see more elf sideboob, I have no suggestion to contribute.
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No. 93470 ID: 3fecfb

Get dressed and get going.
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No. 93471 ID: 5d5878

>>93466
Sounds good. No point in wasting more time.
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No. 93472 ID: 632862

>>93466
Yes, let's. See if you can find the Trollking's tracks along the river's shore.
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No. 93474 ID: 15f6d6

You should probably fuck first.
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No. 93475 ID: 445c48

We've already invited her to our place. Let's hope Iegsip can make whatever she's making stretch for another. Unless elves don't eat meat.

What do elves eat? Ask her. If we were still working through the ring, we could have had Iegsip prepare something for our guest, oh well.
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No. 93479 ID: fb5d8e
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93479

Searching for tracks in the mud is a brilliant idea. It should tell us which way the Trollking went.
Sadly, I have no tracking skills. I wouldn't be able to tell the Trollking's track apart from any other.
Iesgip has the required knowledge and experience, however. She should be able to find out where anything has been.

We equip our gear and head off into the woods. Here, outside Wonderseed, moss grows normally again. I'll be able to navigate us home.


"Petal, what do you eat?"
"..Why do you ask?"
"If you will be living with us then we will provide your meals."
"Oh. I'm willing to try exotic cuisine."
"Very well. Our cook is quite skilled."
"I'm not worrying."
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No. 93486 ID: 632862

>>93479
Make sure she knows who we're working with. I imagine Black Fang would be quite a surprise, for starters.
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No. 93487 ID: d74b5c

>>93479

Mention how your 'cuisine' is indeed exotic.
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No. 93488 ID: 6d4c58

>>93479
May want to inform her of the group she will be rooming with.
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No. 93489 ID: 7418d6

Petal seems open minded, but we probably shouldn't mention to her that our colleagues include a goblin, two kobolds, and a gnoll, who knows how she'll take it.
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No. 93491 ID: 2cbe3e

>>93489

You mean, we should just let her discover in a few hours and THEN freak out about it?

Just tel her about the other companions you have. Why be ashamed of them.
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No. 93492 ID: 34470e

>>93489
Then just tell her you're working with unique individuals.
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No. 93494 ID: e0499d

>>93492
second...ded
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No. 93498 ID: fb5d8e
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93498

"As you will soon see, I work with a variety of unique individuals. Please don't be alarmed by them."
"Alright."
"Our main warrior is Black Fang, a gnoll former mercenary. He is rather intimidating, but won't hurt anyone in the group. Our alchemist, with whom you may find yourself working the most, is Grek, a goblin former tinkerer. She has invented a way to superheat metal."
"Really! That is interesting."
"Indeed. Our herbalist, trapper, tracker and cook is Iesgip, a fine and trustworthy kobold. She is very driven to help in the fight against evil. From the same background comes our carpenter Nakraska. He is very laid back and doesn't make himself known most of the times. Last but not least is Sticks, our master of stealth and locks. She used to be a halfling, but was turned into catfolk by magic recently. She has taken it quite well, luckily.
"That's good to hear."
"Ah, here is Iesgip now."
"Sir! You have returned just in time for dinner, sir!"
"Good afternoon, Iesgip. Do you think there is enough food for an extra person?"
"Sir, yes, sir! Sticks left for the day! She said she will return tomorrow!"
"I see. Well, please meet our newest member, Petal."
"Ma'am! I am Iesgip, at your service!"
"Likewise, Iesgip. Nice to meet you."
"Ma'am! Sir! I better get back inside to finish setting the table! Please join us as soon as possible! Sir! Ma'am!"
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No. 93501 ID: 445c48

Promote Iegsip
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No. 93506 ID: 455d6f

>>93498

In b4 Ridder finds out the ring is a molten heap of metal.
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No. 93518 ID: f91e71

>>93498
Update Iegsip on the Trollking affair.
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No. 93563 ID: 632862

>>93498
I think we should wait until after dinner to get Iesgip's assistance on tracking the Trollking.
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No. 93567 ID: fb5d8e
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93567

That evening everyone met during dinner. I informed everyone of the circumstances: The possibly hostile elves and the renegade Trollking. After that I let them speak freely amongst themselves.
As expected, Grek and Petal had the most to talk about. I hope that their combined knowledge will not only result in extraordinairy arms, but also in a strong friendship between the two women.

Sticks' absence goes mostly unnoticed. Perhaps her presence here was too short to make an impact.. or perhaps I'm just trying not to think of her.

Dear friend, wherever you are and whatever may have happened between us, for good or bad: Good night.

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No. 93570 ID: e024d0

>>93567
Hmmm I wonder where she got to? She didn't say anything about leaving before she handed of the ring did she?
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No. 93572 ID: 5d5878

>>93567
>too short
I see what you did there...
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No. 93622 ID: 445c48

>>93572
Yes. That was just mean, ridder.
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No. 93649 ID: e498ea

She's probably off spying on some boys. Just wait a while, she'll get carried away and get in trouble.
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No. 93699 ID: 456d73

>>93567
>Nebraska blushing

Uh oh... I think Iesgip may be the target of affection for a certain bold whether she feels the same way or not.

Is the ring still in tact? We need to get inside his head...
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