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 No.341853[Reply]

Basics:
Simply put the number of dice you would like to roll followed by a "d" and then add how many sides you want each die to have. Post rolling requires this in 'quotes' or [Square brackets], and nothing is needed for email rolls.

Email Field Rolling:
You can roll one set of dice from the email field
i.e.
2d20 in the email field will roll 2 20 sided dice

In Post Rolling:
You can roll up to 5 sets of dice from the post field, each set of dice can contain a different number of dice and a different number of sides.
Rolls can be placed anywhere in the post, they must be put in single 'quotes' or [Square brackets]. You can roll up to 6 sets of dice total
i.e.
'3d30' will roll 3 30 sided dice.
[5d10] will roll 5 10 sided dice.

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 No.714894[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

After having captured the bounty hunter Clawson, the party have continued onwards on their travels, reaching the fabled Swap Meet, a great gathering of drifters from all over the Echoes. They have spent some time there exploring and stocking their new ship for their future travels. However, all is not well. They have heard whispers of Skylord Lysander building a crew for his new ship, as well as premonitions from Zunden of disaster striking should they remain for too long. Thus, they have resolved to return to the Weeping City to explore it at a later date, after the more pressing issue of the Cuckoo's Egg is dealt with.

Zunden has seen fit to hire Black Pudding to cleanse their ship of the Oneiromancer's influence and hide it from prying eyes, which he has agreed to do. However, upon returning to the ship, they found themselves faced with another problem: a strange mare has arrived on their ship,carrying a horrific creature on her back, claiming to be part of their crew. Black Pudding has diagnosed it as a Squatterbloat, a lesser name-stealing demon that drains the memories of its host and those they have met. He will banish the demon, but it is a rite that will require participation from the others…
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 No.716655

>>716654
Knowing he's leading me into something, I still can't keep myself from asking, "How many what?"

 No.716656

>>716655
"How many've you killed?" He folds his arms expectantly.

 No.716657

>>716656
"I think you already know the answer to that." I turn back to the doorway and leave.

 No.716658

>>716657
He smirks. "You know, wannabe tough guys like you really piss me off. You go around making yourself out to be a big man, acting like a stone cold killer. You think you're some kind of hero, don't ya. Think you're gonna beat the bad guys, get the girl, save the day. If you're so tough, why don't you just kill me right here and now? I'm here. I'm helpless. And if you don't I'm gonna come back and hound you. And your girl. So why don't you do it? Eh, killer?"

"Gonna save you the trouble of answerin'. You think you can fool people, but I see through you. You're a coward. And a fraud. Hidin' behind a mask so people will think you're so much meaner than you really are." He points an accusing finger at you; you notice he's missing his pinky. "Bigger than you! Bigger than you have tried to kill me! And they were real men at that! But I always win. I always have, and I always will."

"So listen closely, mutt. When I'm outta here, I'm gonna be back. And there won't be a second chance for you then. I see you again, I'm sendin' your pathetic soul straight to hell." He rears up and narrows his slitted yellow eyes, and without warning he gleeks venom at you with a sharp, catlike hiss. It soars over your head and splats against the wall behind you. "Till then. Killer."

 No.716659

>>716658
My snout curls into a snarl and I walk out without answering. Maybe you'll be my first, Clawson. If it comes down to that.



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 No.715158[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

Last time on PirateQuest…

After leaving behind the wreckage of the Lilliput, the party continued onward on their journey to Agyl Island, passing a journey of four days in relatively peaceful weather. That is, until they reached the waters just outside the island's perimeter. There, circling the island, they beheld a colossal storm, with dark and tumultuous clouds that surged high into the sky. As the party attempted to reach the island, they were beset by a cohort of Squall-beasts, monsters made of clouds that resembled creatures like seagulls, tigers, elephants and dragons.

The party braved the assault as their two ships flew onward to Agyl, but the beasts proved powerful, causing severe damage to all the crew with even just a scrap of the lightning that sparked and flew off their bodies. All seemed to be going well, until the final push to make it to the eye of the storm, the patch of clear sky above Agyl Island, into which no Squall-beast dared to fly. A tidal wave rose up, spurred on by the Squall-beasts' charge, and propelled the ships forward, nearly knocking them stern over bow. Most held on to the ratlines and railings, but Cloud was launched from the deck, and collided head-on with the foremast. With a sickening crunch, he flew head-first into one of the crossbeams, which drove a loose nail partway into his eye. By a miracle, the wound was not fatal, but despite Alder's best efforts to restore his severely shattered skull, his eye was beyond saving.

Neither Alder, Godot nor Sickly Sweet had the equipment to restore Cloud's vision. So now, as the party docks into Agyl Island, the crews are in a rush to find a doctor who might be able to fix his annihilated eye.
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 No.716641

>>716640

Cutlass looks at Waratah with a dropped jaw as if she's just been wrong or violated. "Di-did you just grab me by my HORN?"

She lightly touches her horn and looks around the room like with a half-smirk-half-dropped-jaw like she can't believe what just happened. "Oh, you're gonna get it now!"

>Using two bonus points this turn

>Dual attack [1d10+2] [1d10+2]

Roll #1 9 + 2 = 11 / Roll #2 9 + 2 = 11

 No.716642

>>716640
"Because, I took on the task of getting their pet back, so I'm getting that exact tortoise back. Think about it this way, you're not snitching, you're just giving them another customer."
Cloud says to try and coerce them, but then he looks back at the table. While Dorado said to take it easy, a little bit of magic won't hurt. His eye glows orange, with a soft blue light under his eye-patch glowing as well as he tries to grow the pinball just a little bit so it get's stuck in the machine, making the game essentially unplayable for the time being to make them talk.
>Wax/Wane [Pinball] [1d10+1]
"Now will you talk?"

Roll #1 5 + 1 = 6

 No.716644

>>716640
Alder tries his best to look unaware of the two pairs of eyes watching him- he wants to give them a bit of time to plan things out. Mulling things over in his head, he decides to make for a decent-sized crowd and see how well they can follow him.
>What do I roll for that? Perception? Stealth? Master Thief? [1d10]

Roll #1 4 = 4

 No.716645

>>716640
"It would not be the same. You would know this if you had a soul," she says coldly. "We're going to ask politely one last time. Who bought it?"
[1d10] Persuade

Roll #1 7 = 7

 No.716646

>>716641
You stumble backwards once Waratah comes in for the kick, but manage to remain upright, keeping your sturdy footing.

>Cutlass 4/5


Waratah looks up, and is beset with slashes, causing him to bleed quite a bit. He stumbles backward and falls to a knee, gasping lightly and holding in his breath. "This isn't working… it's still not… coming to me. Why not?" he asks as he looks at his hand. A faint layer of purple Aura comes to the surface, but it's faint and non-functional, causing him much distress.

He rises once more, despite his injuries, and goes in for another grab!

[1d10]

>>716644
>Master Thief works

You join a crowd that heads downward down the streets toward the docks, and as you get about halfway down the great staircase that connects the various layers of town, you feel someone brush against you, heading in the opposite direction. A moment later, you realize that the ring is gone. You can't see who took it, though.
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 No.711191[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

Last time on HolyQuest…

Dawn rose on the fourth day before the Tartarus mission was set to begin. The party has all of today and tomorrow before their expedition begins, leaving them with precious little time to spend with one another, and on their preparations. Power, allies, weapons, spells, potions, scrolls, armor – just forty-eight hours to obtain all they would need before they would descend into Tartarus itself to determine who would rule the new, demon-infested world.

After breakfast, the party returned to Lilane in order to attend Pryce's award ceremony. Pryce had earned the honor of the Star-Blessed Watch in recognition of his twelve years of service as an honorable knight of the Union Church.

Upon returning to Lilane, they were met with a most massive change of scenery. As Chorazin had alluded to yesterday, Metatron had visited Lilane in the night, sending his angels to guard and fortify the city which Ecclesia had claimed as its fortress. They had also apparently healed the injuries of many Ecclesians, who had been scarred, deformed, and had even lost limbs as a result of their battles with demons. Though the Ecclesians were overjoyed at this, the party was more than unnerved because of their previous encounters with Metatron.

Shei remained behind with Mocha, partly in order to take care of various tasks during the morning, and because he was shunned in Lilane for his outburst the previous day (although he was not officially exiled).
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 No.716335

>>716333
The buffalo's ears flop down, suddenly a realization of fear on her face as her eyes widen.

"…that's scary."

 No.716336

>>716334
Flaming growls at Shei, "You're becoming a bad influence on my sister, Shei!"

 No.716337

>>716332
"Not that I could tell. Maybe they are the witches, but since it's their territory they're just going about their day."

 No.716338

>>716336
"Was only a jest!" Shei puts his hooves up in surrender.

 No.716339

>>716324
Ichimonji pours another round of tea for you and Renee, and Metalweave gets up to pull up a few more chairs. "We were just reminiscing on old times," she says.
"A bad habit of old fogeys like us," Direnus Tibalt comments with a low, dry chuckle. "We've got too much ahead of us to be letting the glories of the past distract us."
"Though, in a way, that's tha goal of Ecclesia, isn't it?" Metalweave says. "We formed Ecclesia because the world of the past, for all its travails was truly better than this miserable world we're in now. When we had the favor of the gods and the fire of the Empire brought light to all the dark corners of the world."

>>716325
Suddenly, Vice has a flash of memory, from when you first brought the airship to Lilane for repairs. You were assisted by one of the Choir members, a pegasus by the name of Einmal ist Keinmal.

>>716326
Lockjaw happily bumps his chin against your leg as you pet him, a sign of affection. Zjetya strokes his back, and Lockjaw turns her way, nearly knocking her over as he bumbles about and clonks headlong into her side. She remains standing, chuckling at his energy.

>>716328
"Of course!" LJ pledges. "But a buffalo is much more than empty talk. When we've got the demon before us, then I'll demonstrate why I can speak as confidently as I do!"
You catch sight of Tantra looking on proudly at the two of you.

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 No.713499[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

Last time on TPW…

After entering the town of Gladiolus, the party accompanied the traveling performer troupe to the town's castle, where they secured a meeting with the Sage of the Marsh herself, an old mare by the name of Peat. Peat, upon hearing the news of what Lugh and his underlings had done, was furious, but not surprised, as this was only the latest in a series of crimes committed by druids.

Peat confided that she and the other sage had known for some time of an extremist faction within the druids, who resented the presence of foreigners on Albion, and of the destruction of the land that came as a result of icreasing idustrialization. Said industrializaton was a direct result of foreign businesses coming to Albion to set up shop, buy up land and resources that had once been wilderness and bountiful nature. Peat pledged to investigate these extremists and warn the other Sages of their activities, so that the other three Treasures of Albion could be kept safe.
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 No.716163

>>716162
"Don't you remember communion on how we met Franklin the 3rd, we found him eating a soul. What if he eats mine and I become an undead zombie? Oooooo~" I make a little spooky noise exaggerating my point.

 No.716164

>>716159
"Uhm, noted. I'll make sure to be careful how I use it." he says, before shaking his head a little. "No need to eat, really. The sooner the better, right?"

 No.716165

>>716163
Communion does not smile. "I don't think you'd turn into a zombie. I think you'd probably just die and be dead. And that would be a shame." She meets the gaze of the cat, a playful grin on her face but a serious glint in her eyes. "We'll need to watch that one, for sure. Last time I fed him, he got noticeably bigger. I don't think it's the flesh he's feeding on."

 No.716166

>>716164
>>716162
>>716161
>>716160
"Our destination lies at the forest's heart, some distance beyond the village. If we leave today, we will reach it by tomorrow at noon," the guard says.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M06yl1wupn8

The guards head beyond the curtain of vines, entering the village onward. As the curtain parts, you see a village, built within the trees, sturdily held atop the canopy of tangling vines and branches that you saw yourself rising up into earlier. Roots are interwoven into the thick bed of the village, indicating that there are yet more trees, growing out of other trees, and stretching higher up into the skyline. Hollows have been carved into many of the trees, consituting burrow-shaped buildings and homes similar to those you might see in the outside world, but still with a uniquely snakelike feel.

There are serpents of many sizes stationed about the village, some quite small like these guards, others dwarfing you at nine feet in height. The larger ones have more pronounced upper bodies, comparable to a minotaur's in width, though without arms. They eye you suspiciously as you stand outside the village's boundary, but seeing the guards near you, they do not stop or harass you.

>Paused

 No.716167

>>716165
"Yeah you are right communion, I should take responsibility for him, do we have any food on us." I pull some of my own rations out of my own bag and show it to Franklin so they can feed. "Here you go Mr." I cheerfully proclaimed.



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 No.673155[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

>Time moves in one direction, memory in another.

Calling sheets for the 85th session of TimeQuest
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 No.715992

>>715988
>Healed to 2/3
You take the sword away from Valor as he charges headlong with it, the prince's eyes opening wide in surprise as you manage to place your hoof on the side of the blade, and absorb it into yourself, Knightly dropping the hilt as you absorb the freshly cut steel into your body to replace what was there before
>Iron replaced with Steel
>+1 to hit with weapons, Huge (max health 5/5 again)

Valor jumps back in surprise as you took his sword, him managing to evade your grasp as he looks at his bow, smirking. "Right. Starting to remember why I was keeping my distance. Perhaps not the most valiant way to win, but it is no less elegant, to be sure." He cocks another ice arrow, taking aim and firing
[1d10] Regular attack

Roll #1 3 = 3

 No.715993

>>715992
Onyxia smirks smugly as she steals Valor's sword, though she has a bit of discomfort as the iron chunk she took is now stuck inside the armor.
"Don't count on your victory just yet, I'm just getting started!"
Onyxia says, feeling pumped at the quick turnaround. Her dagger hoof glows as it widens out, forming into a kite shield to help fend off further arrows.
>Shapeshift [Sword & Shield] [Instant Auto]

As Valor readies up another arrow, Onyxia rushes him, going for his bow again as she throws out her hoof to disarm him.
>Transmute [Valor's Bow] [1d10]

Roll #1 7 = 7

 No.715995

>>715993
The arrow fired by Valor glances off the side of your armor as he doubles back, but you successfully grab hold of his bow and transmute it, Valor letting go as you turn it into a small chunk/block of steel that falls to the ground, depriving him of his weapon. He looks at you, smirking as you deprive him of both sword and bow. "Well, this isn't exactly fair now, is it? I appear to be disarmed." He makes a run for you, jumping towards you as he uses his magic to start tugging your remaining out of your hoof, "Might lend me yours?"

[1d10] Stealing your weapon

Roll #1 3 = 3

 No.715996

>>715995
Onyxia kicks the block of bow aside to add insult to injury, turning to face Valor.
"I think it's plenty fair. I walked into this duel with only my hooves afterall, so now we're even."
She jests.
When Valor tugs on her hoof, Onyxia runs forward as well.
"Sure, let me give it right to you!"
As they draw close, Onyxia swings her shield-hoof up, going to strike Valor in his side to knock him aside.
>Smack [1d10+2]

Roll #1 9 + 2 = 11

 No.715997

>>715996
You allow Valor to tug on your hoof, pulling you closer to him as he tries to reach for your sword to use for his own, but you blind-side him with raising your shield hoof, knocking it straight into his face as he's thrust aside, pony-tail having lost its neat braid and now flying wildly over his head as he tumbles outside of the ring, shaking his head as he looks down at the line, frowning.
"…well, damn."

"Prince Knightly Valor is outside the ring." Princess Ulmash states loudly, pointing a hoof towards you, "Winner: Onyxia."
You see Steel approaching you, and Twonyxia approaching Valor to help him up, as he smiles, putting a hoof on your shoulder with pride. "Our lessons are paying off."

>PAUSED



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 No.713264[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

The story so far:

The party have arrived at the far flung seaside village of Moonhollow, ruled over by the elusive Lord Harroway. They have found that among other problems, the surrounding lands are plagued by a magical corruption known as the Blight. Having befriended the aspiring knight Dalliance, the party have signed on with a slowly growing band of adventurers working to cleanse the lands around Moonhollow.

Their first mission consisted of them rescuing Anna, the local blacksmith's daughter, who had apparently not been kidnapped, but instead run away to prove herself in combat. Their mission was a success, and they made two new allies: Cinder Fabrie, a kirin, and Solar Flair, a pegasus. The latter had already succumbed to the Blight, but the party found that this could be undone through great effort. Unfortunately, Solar was attacked by a creature which appeared to be an advanced form of the Blight, and was made comatose. He is currently in recovery.

With their new friend Cinder having joined the party, the group have split into two for the moment:

Voleurz, Dalliance and Rainy have stayed in Moonhollow for the time being, seeking their next mission. They appear to have found one: food is scarce in Moonhollow due to the local farms being plagued by a terrible beast of unknown nature. After asking around, they have discerned that the beast appears to be some sort of wolf, but of an unnatural size, leaving no trace behind.

Talon, Jesse and Platinum have accompanied Cinder in trying to find her former charge, a renowned paladin called Guiding Moonlight. Cinder, Solar and a handful of others were part of a hired group to escort Moonlight to the village, but a Blight attack led to them being separated. After some investigating, they found Moonlight, only to find her having driven mad by the Blight. Unlike most, she appears to be fighting the corruption, but can no longer tell friend from foe, reduced to little more than a beast.
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 No.716523

>>716513
You take to the skies and fly off, taking refuge among the nearby canopy. A few of the winged townsfolk chase you, but you think you manage to lose them, for now.

>>716514
A pegasus grabs you by the leg and weighs you down, dragging you onto the sand. You are kicked and clawed by the various townsfolk, pinned down by the mob.
>Talon takes 4 hits

>>716516
A large earth pony grabs at you, pulling your mane painfully and preventing you from getting away.
>Cinder takes 1 hit

>>716518
You see them attempting to flee, but Talon and Cinder seem overrun by the angry mob.

 No.716524

>>716520
"I used to know how," Amaranth bemoans, "but this suit is quite difficult to move around in. Especially when it comes to sneaking around…"

>>716519
>>716521
You find some rotted scraps of paper, but not enough to start a real fire. Dalliance looks around, but can't find much either. She huffs a little in frustration. "Should we just… come back later?" she suggests. "Or move on? We can't do much here without a light source."

 No.716525

>>716524
"I suppose so darling, but whatever it was that was commanding those snakes probably knows we were snooping around. I don't believe they'll just wait here patiently to return with torches. Ah bother." She frowns. "Besides, we'll have the same issue with the tunnel."

 No.716526

>>716523
Cinder screeches, turns, meets eyes with the being who dared pull her hair without permission. Her eyes glow. They glow bright, ever brighter, impossibly bright, and then there is a flash so intense that it burns. Followed by three more strobes of such intense radiation. It leaves a mark on the surroundings, bleaching any walls, posters, rugs, clothing, and even causing mild sunburn to exposed skin. However, the assailant who touched her mane receives not one, not two, but four fully focused anger blasts of pure hatred. Cinder is panicked and continues to gallop on the sand roughly toward the hamlet. She redirects herself to intersect the town. She is mostly on fire, leaving flaming hoofprints behind her. She looks up to see Talon above her, Jesse in front of her, and Rainy in the distance, and a heck of a lot of peeved off ponies chasing behind her.

 No.716527

>>716526
Forgot To Roll
Storm Bolt (3- Critfail)[1d10]

Roll #1 2 = 2



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 No.708863[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

Joined by the sorceress Aegis, the party have continued their journey towards the Weeping City, where a great Swap Meet is to take place; however, not all is well within the group. Hermodur, marked by the enigmatic Oneiromancer, has resolved to break the Cuckoo's egg, which has led to him leaving the party to go on adventures of his own, for a time. The rest of the group, meanwhile, are now being stalked by a mysterious bounty hunter called Clawson, who, out of a desire for a challenge, has given them 24 hours to put as much distance between them and himself as possible. Their quest continues, the constant presence of the Oneiromancer and the threat of Skylord Lysander hanging over them like a guillotine…
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 No.715042

>>715041
She examines the rings curiously. "My. These really are quite something. Late Second Era, from the looks of it." She turns back to youwith a grateful smile. "Thank you. That was a fine trade."

 No.715043

>>715042
Zunden grins mischievously, "If you do not plan to keep zhem for yourzelf, I am zure Lyzander would buy zhem for triple ze prize. Zhough if you do-" She winks, putting on BP's mask, "-You didn't get it from me."

She puts the new charm around her neck, adjusting it till the necklaces once again feel right. She turns to Aurora, "I zhink zhat'z ze end of everyzhing I wanted to do today. We zpent almozt all our gold in zheze lazt two dayz, I zhink it iz bezt we have zome incaze of an emergenzy."

 No.715044

>>715043
"Completely understand," says I don't think I got your name, so I wouldn't be of much help to him anyway. So don't worry about it."

Aurora nods. "Right. I don't think there's anything else I wanted, so we'd do best to get back to the ship. I'm sure the others are waiting for us there."

 No.715045

>>715044
says Greta*

 No.715046

>>715044
Zunden nods, "And I have a load of furniture to move to my room. I'm glad we made it back before ze evening."

Zunden heads back to the entrance with Aurora, pleased with how the day went.



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 No.705968[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

A new game by me I guess
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 No.713261

>>712905
My stomach drops as I see the blade descend on Cinder, and I leap toward her to try to push her out of the way.

[1d10]

Roll #1 1 = 1

 No.713262

>>712905
"You sunnova-"
He is cutoff by his own gunshot

[1d10]

Roll #1 9 = 9

 No.713263

>>712905
Cinder feels the biting pain in her legs and suddenly the world goes sideways. She thuds to the ground ungracefully, the breath knocked out of her. As she lies there wheezing, her eyes widen, watching ghastly Moonlight bearing down on her with intent to kill. Gathering what little wits she has in her dazed state, she jerks her body to the side, trying her damnedest to get 4 hooves on the ground again.

Get The H*ck Up: [1d10]

Roll #1 2 = 2

 No.713265


>>712905
I dive down after cinder to attempt to grab them out of the way from the blights attack from my place above them.

 No.713266

>>713265
[1d10]

Roll #1 2 = 2



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 No.706639[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

The Drifters have made their escape from the town of Braildorn, having been made outlaws by their new nemesis Lysander. Once an adventurer like themselves, Lysander has fallen victim to his own hubris and greed, desperate to be seen as a true dragon. The party's first encounter with him led to him becoming crippled, and the party taking his ship for themselves. To make things more complex, the egg they discovered in the vault deep in the Shifting Sands is a seal preventing an entity known as the Cuckoo from awakening, an event which would result in the decimation of the Echoes as they know it.

Not only has Lysander joined forces with a mysterious being named only the Oneiromancer, but he has also discovered the location of the Cuckoo's egg. He, the Oneiromancer, and several others seem to be part of a collective that seek the egg, though for what purpose is unclear; indeed, Lysander seems blind to the egg's true nature, coveting it as a rare and valuable treasure. Seeking to oppose Lysander are a blind wanderer called Dawn, her partner Carabas, and their missing friend Etrigan.

The long term goal the party have made is clear from this: stop Lysander from getting to the egg, however possible. This is an even more pressing matter due to what the party discovered when they visited the vault: not only is the Cuckoo's egg there, but Discord, the primordial god of chaos, is sealed away there, turned to stone but still able to speak. If Lysander were to reach the vault, he would surely make an alliance with the Draconequus, making him an even greater threat. However, Lysander's whereabouts are unknown, for now; until the party can gain some insight into this, they cannot do much to stop him.

For now, the party's goals are twofold:

They have heard of a place to the north called the Dreaming Spring, where Hermodur got some of his Dreamwater from. Lilies from this spring are one of three components needed to liberate a spirit held captive by the swamp druid Black Pudding. Visiting this spring would not only help them in liberating the spirit, but also in acquiring more of the water, which has the unique quality of showing whoever the user thinks of when drinking it.

They have also caught wind of an upcoming event in the Echoes called the Swap Meet, a gathering for drifters from all over the land to come and buy, sell and trade all manner of goods. This event is unique in that while it is held, it is forbidden (by whom itPost too long. Click here to view the full text.
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 No.716285

>>716284

"I have nothing better to do," Hermodur says with more happiness than such a phrase should bring. "I'd be more than happy to help you."

"Though, I must ask, will this also benefit Lysander?"

[1d10] to gauge her reaction to see if she lies

Roll #1 7 = 7

 No.716287

>>716285
She still does not turn to you, but you notice her stiffen a little more, if such a thing is even possible for her. "…No," she answers. "…And yes. It will be more useful to my lady than it will to him, though we both suspect he will covet what the Tears will bring her. If he does anything… untoward, I will kill him."

 No.716292

>>716287

"Well, if you need any help killing him, I am willing to help with that as well. I may not consider him my enemy, but I do consider him a threat to my health. Much like a disease, it is in my best interest that he no longer exists."

"Of course, if he would just stop hunting me, then he wouldn't need to face such a tragic fate. It's practically comical, the grand irony he is slowly bringing down on himself. If it's not me, it will be someone else."

 No.716297

>>716292
She turns to face you, her expression inscrutable. "He is my lady's ally," she says dogmatically. "And, perhaps more. I… we should not speak ill of him."

"Enough talk," she says. "If you will aid me in this goal, then I will aid you in yours. But we are wasting time sitting about. We should be on the move. More wraiths could appear. We do not know how this place functions yet."

 No.716660

>>716297

Herodur crosses his arms to think. He is unused to having to think about the consequences of his actions. He would much prefer to have someone simply give him orders and to have the results be on their head.

"The reason I'm here…" Hermodur contemplates out loud. "In this situation in general… It's because I promised to do something that I shouldn't have. I thought it would be good for everyone, but everyone was against it. I'm looking to find my own way now. I can't make the same mistake again. If I end up helping Lysander, the same people who I hurt before will be hurt again."

"I cannot promise, as of yet, that I will help you. Not until I know what you are looking for and why you want it. If you can't tell me now, then I'm afraid I'll have to save making the decision for after we find it. I don't think either of us would like that result."

[1d10+2] subtle intimidation

Roll #1 6 + 2 = 8



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