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We seem to have a bit of an infestation.. >"Yeah that's the Wall Screeching Demon Hawk. Screecher for short. Pretty annoying little buggers." >"SCREEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeEEEE" >"... I think my ear is bleeding. Anyway those things really like high places. And girls." "How do we get rid of it?" >"We coul-" >"SCREEEEEEeeEeeeeEEeeeeEEEEEEeeee" >".... We could just lure it out and attack. There's quite a few though, it may be unwise."
This takes place one year after the events of Tezakia Quest, and several months after Jiniki's Journey. It's not required to read either quest, but they provide a lot of backstory for what's going on. http://tgchan.org/archive/tezakia/ Tezakia Quest http://tgchan.org/kusaba/questarch/res/211320.html Jiniki's Journey
"DING DING DING SYSTEM ONL-" *beep* "Welcome to-- *BEEP*--Starsteroid Enterp--*BEEP*--rise's Voice Activated Storage Capsule!" "Noo! Not a voice activated one, damnit!"
Set in the Overlord Universe "Bound by the First Law of the Lesser Demons I summon you, Legion!" The Chaos Demon, Legion, is summoned and bound in an Orb. It shall be held there for as long as the caster wishes or until the Demon has fulfilled the caster's greatest wish. Legion can communicate with anyone bound to itself, usually the caster, and can influence their thoughts and actions. Weaker willed casters will find themselves more easily influenced.
You are a KOBOLD. For months, you have wanted to TRAVEL EAST to faroff lands and see the world. And now, your tribe has asked you to run a caravan to trade with allied gnolls. Your travels across what is known as the Oremor Trail will begin in your secret kobold home, to the fertile Great Wilds - a journey of approximately HUNDREDS OF MILES.
YOUR NAME IS COMMANDER JOHN 'BLOOD' SMITH. YOU LIKE THREE THINGS: POUCHES GUNS LIBERTY POUCHES YOU WERE A SOLDIER FOR THE UNITED-EARTH BLOODFORCE. A COMMANDO. A REALLY WELL-TRAINED COMMANDO WITH STRONG POWER. YOU HAD A PLATOON. EXCEPT NOW YOUR PLATOON IS DEAD. THEY WERE KILLED BY COMMIE FAGS. NOW YOU HAVE TO SEND 'EM ALL TO HELL. BY THAT YOU DON'T MEAN YOU'RE GOING TO BUY THEM TICKETS TO HELL, AND KISS THEM GOODBYE BEFORE SLAPPING THEIR ASSES AS THEY GET ON THE PLANE. NO. YOU ARE GOING TO KILL 'EM ALL DEAD.
"...Those Beyond, Those Beyond, I grant my mind unto you, so you may speak and unto me your many tongues be heard."
Chop is most displeased. The Chieftain has told me that some puny, weakling recruits would be sent to Chop's Dojo to become less puny, less weak, beginning this day. And now, the sun has rose, and Chop's eyes see nothing! Where are these so called warriors to be?
((First thread can be found here: http://tgchan.org/kusaba/quest/res/374699.html )) ((Discussion is in #redsands at Rizon on IRC.)) For the first time in my life, I feel at home. It's a strange feeling, a strange, inexplicable emotion. Just knowing that these people can look past your past, they can see you for who you are. A comfortable, gentle feeling of being welcome. A few days have passed since me and Rose had that night together, and since then, I've not left the town for long. I work cleaning the bar, with Buster. He's shown me some interesting ways to move and act in combat to keep from being such an obvious target, and he's told me some tales of his own adventures. One thing keeps bothering me. My memories have a gap in them. I remember emerging from the Vault, and finding the White book - but between those events, there's a fog. A lack of memory. An emptiness. Part of me wants to find out what happened. But another part of me wants to leave that behind. I'm scared of what I can't remember, and what I can. Blood. Lots of blood. What if I'm no better than the Jesters? The average bandits that attack once in a while, only to be beaten back by the Claws? What if... Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
This is a short quest to get used to my new toy. Graphic style will probably change as I get used to my pad >You wake up face flat on the cold icy floor. Your breath is white like small clouds... You don't know where you are or what happened. -___
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Once the world was beautiful. Once, the world held splendor, magic, and vistas that caught one's breath. But that was before the source of Magic was corrupted by unknown sources, and a great Calamity shook the land. And now, the world is mostly desert, dead forests... And forsaken cities. The world is dying, a horrible cancer eating at its heart for the past 200 years. And that cancer has many tumors. Bandits roam the land, tearing the survivors apart. Mutated beasts roam the sands and the forests. Corrupted machines work to purge the world of man. Half-man, half-beasts roam the land, unknowable agents of calamity or help. In this diseased land, are you man or woman?
Discussion thread: http://tgchan.org/kusaba/questdis/res/356325.html
Emily flies in front of you. >"My Lord! My Lord!" "Yes Emily?" >"It's the holidays! The big Festival Day!" "And?" >"Everyone is giving gifts to one another!" "Emily we need to train." >"But we already did my Lord!" "We did?" >"Yeah! You probably don't remember it because it was so boring but everyone got a level or two. Now we can have some fun for Festival Day!" Well if she says so.. Maybe it would be nice to raise some moral. Though honestly there are other things you could be doing.
This is where it gets confusing...
Здравствуйте! I am great Soviet hero! I am defending Stalingrad from fascist Germans!
. It was a cold day, and soon to grow colder as the sun would set behind a veil of fog and cloud. Our story, however, takes place under the lifeless rock, where the sun neither rises nor falls. It is there that a kobold, at just the right age for a kobold mid-life crisis, would finish her work of hitting rocks all day. It was what she did today, yesterday, and, as probability would dictate, the next day.
Hmm.. That girl was interesting. As she leaves your castle you can feel an almost invisible force return to you. A sort of consciousness perhaps? Anyway almost all the Rust Monsters are gone now. You wonder as to how they even got there in the first place..
Hey guys, how are you all doing today/tonight? This is my first thread in any imageboard, so if I make some mistakes or seem ignorant in certain areas, please forgive me. I am also somewhat busy with other tasks, so please be patient if I don't update every half hour. I'm kinda nervous about this and I really hope I can make it all the way through, but I hope you all enjoy Rina Quest and its universe!
When lands slip into to darkness, tormented by plague and blight The paladins will always stand to pull them to the light The goddess watches over us until the job is done And those who die in battle die as martyrs for her son
> "Calibrating new Electronic Intelligence enhancement." > "Installation complete. Say hello." [6]Kn33s0cks: Hi there!
The Elders said that this is where he had made his final stand.
There's a small group of women outside your castle.. They're talking amongst themselves and examining the still mostly destroyed court. Around them you can see the remains of your floatation ring. Everyone once in a while they pound on the door. It's been ten minutes now, they're not going away.
The PoisonWorld: Daztrenian CHOOSE YOUR PINKSKIN! level 1 http://quest.lv/kusaba/questarch/res/253996.html level 2 http://www.tgchan.org/kusaba/questarch/res/281680.html discussion http://quest.lv/kusaba/questdis/res/335842.html
The unfortunate story of a young hare. Stay a while and this tale I'll share. But if I may say once more... This tale may be somthing... Something Gore... Last time we did this it put me in a two week depression. I reserve the right to stop at any moment. That being said I hope we can all enjoy it. NOW 100% Ear sex free! ^~^
"Oh my gosh, Shabin!" >"What." "It's halloween!" >"And?" "It's horrible, I've totally forgotten! I don't have a costume prepared at all!" >"That looks like a pretty good one, to me." "Shaaabin! Ohgosh what should I dress up as?!"
It is a typical day as Overlord. One of your minions kneels before you, as she should, and makes a request. >"M-my lord... Uhm... A few of the girls and I were uh wondering if maybe we can celebrate that human holiday.. Halloween... It seems to be quite popular and we can even go to the human world as we are and get candy... Please?" Hmm.... Normally this one would never even ask such a thing. Time to kill her before this 'asking for things' spreads to the others.
Thread 1 (Chapters 1-2): http://quest.lv/kusaba/questarch/res/290529.html Thread (Chapters 2-4): http://tgchan.org/kusaba/questarch/res/314238.html Discussion thread: http://quest.lv/kusaba/questdis/res/347404.html Wizards in Meigara are powerful individuals, able to bend the laws of space and time at their will. In past ages, they became a threat to reality itself, almost destroying the world in their struggle for power, fighting among themselves, using Meigara and its people as their personal battlefield After a rather truculent battle in which almost a continent was erased from existence and half of the wizards population died, they decided that they had to control the number and the power of the existing wizards if they wanted to stay alive. Thus, the Magic Guild was born, the living wizards swore to work only for clients allowed by the guild, and never seeking their own goals. To become a wizard, one would have to pass a deadly test that only the most courageous and wise ones would pass.
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Not liking other quest. Started interesting, now it's just a pain. It has gone on hiatus. May finish it later. For now, I do this. AQ #1: http://www1.tgchan.org/kusaba/questarch/res/272766.html AQ #2: you're reading it
Greetings, everyone! Still recently formed Chaos God here. Life has been fairly quiet as far as my job goes, at least on Muo's side of things. It's cool, I gave her some time off, but she's playing it small. Hardly enough to be worth my time, so we're going to give her a mission elsewhere. I'm pretty bored of her hanging around the slime caves all the time. Let's give her a little more to go with though then "HEY CAUSE CHAOS SOMEPLACE", hm? Let's choose an area she'll focus on.
Since I was a dumbass and let the last thread get way too big- [Quest Wiki: http://tgchan.org/wiki/Gun_for_Hire_Quest ] [Previous thread: http://tgchan.org/kusaba/quest/res/316398.html ] >>337800 >>337801 >>337826 I decide to seek out Big first. He's had the night to mull over things-and I find myself idly wondering if he's planning to leave once we get back to Istanbul-he's been a bit more quiet than usual, these last few days. And with the excuse of needing to learn about Spirit Animals and how they are bound, I can spend some time talking with him, and maybe better sense why he's been acting aloof. Doesn't take me too long to find him-watching as Helmi fights Tuomo and Veiko in yet another of the families endless string of sparring matches. At my approach he waits placidly for me to speak. "So. You had the night." >[Big]"That I did." ...That way, huh? Alright. "As it happens I need some advice on a topic you're well versed." >[Big]"You finally want to learn how to shoot properly?" Don't acknowledge it, just keep rolling- Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
Revolution... Evolution... Change in shape and form... The nuclear fires bathed the land and claimed it as its own. Twisted and mangled, those to witness would never recognize... Not only the wasteland, but what remains of its inhabitants and their way of life... But war... War never changes...
It's been a day since you received Silva's letter. It seemed to be in some kind of code but Styx was able to translate. It basically reads. >I'm sorry for what I did. I am wounded. Please help me. I am at Torral. Rose and Styx say it's best to just ignore her. To let her die in Torral.
"Shit." Damn that hurts.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck Guard: "Where is he?" Soldier: "Up the mountain! Up the mountain!" Lieutenant: "Don't let him get away!"
>in a dark dimension, fantastical compared to our own, a world lies in peril a dark warlock threatens. and now this world's fate will be determined by the actions of a single filthy moronic grubby gnoll. so it falls upon you! the wise spirits, ancient ancestors, benevolent angels, vile demons, mischievous ghosts and other incorporeal guides to protect this poor pathetic creature on her path to infinite glory! previous thread http://tgchan.org/kusaba/graveyard/res/270212.html
Hey everyone! Recently formed Chaos God here, but you can still call me Tom. Or the Devourer or Duke or whatever. But down below in the mortal lands, I'm best known as the Chaos God. And gods get prayers, yup. Mortals give us attention, and we give them all sorts of divine favors and gifts and... man, we're attention whores aren't we? I'll own up to that! I was told from the other gods there were people who actually would pray to me and be my subjects, but all I thought was 'haha come on you guys you're just making me feel special, who would actually want to be under someone called the Chaos God?' But get this! There's actually people who said oh hey look, a shrine to the embodiment of Chaos, I think I'll just go ahead and be his devout servant! That couldn't possibly end badly!" And that's the point. I can only think up so many things for so many people, so I'd like some help!
>"So that's it? That's the end of the Lich King?" Ears asks. "Only the end of being the Lich King, but now we're the same. I'm not the Lich King, and I'm not the construct." >"Then?" "I am Chee." I feel like I can take on the known universe. Which is good, because I may have to.
Okay. I said it would be a short break Pick your character for the rest of this encounter. Toby: We finish what we started Ninje: What the hell is going on Note. selecting Ninje dose not lock her in as your target interest.
Hello my name is Princess Sha'lo I was traveling to school but then I saw some goblins they were all evil and ugly oh no They're coming from that direction too!11 What should I do
Where am I..? This seems to be a box. Why would I be in a box?
"As you know, the tenth year will be your most harrowing time of your lives. Half of you will probably die. And the surviving half will be put through the hardest test of their lives. There will be no more supervision, no more of your peers protecting you or saving you from a mistake. No more practice, no more lessons. If you feel you need to train more, do it on your own time. Because when the final test comes, you only get one chance at success. One chance at life. " -Varius Makag, Patriarchal Guard and Tenth Year Instructor
... It's dark, but that's nothing new... Has been dark, for the past... I don't know how many years. Seems even my internal clock lost track after awhile. Doesn't really matter anymore. Never really cared for keeping track of all that anyway. All I know is that I am Hated. Have always been, never known anything else. Maybe it's because things tend to die when they make me angry. Maybe it's because I am what I am. Who knows. Who cares. All I know, is that those five asses calling themselves the Children of Light drained me of all the sparks I'd gathered over the years, chained me to the floor under some crypt and left me here to rot next to some guardian beast with orders to kill me if I got too rowdy. So, I decided I'd be a good boy, not cause any trouble and wait till I got the chance to get out of here. The chance has come. I don't know why, but some of my power is back. Not a lot, barely even a flicker compared to what I used to be. But it's enough to deal with this beasty standing over me, and to free myself from these chains. All that left is to do the deed. Then it's time for revenge. Time to hunt down those five "heroes" and rip their hearts from their bodies. They want to make me the hated one. Fine. I'll be hated, and I'll hate right back. ((I'm saying this right off the bat, I can't draw anything with my abysmal skills, so this will primarily be text, unless I find an interesting picture that fits the situation))
>"Oh Gods." "You... you guys saw that, right? He didn't give me any other choice... I... I..." >"Shit. Shit shit shit shit." >"Calm down, you'll wake the others." >"That's it. We're dead." >"Don't say that. no one else has to die here, we just have to... we have to think this through." >"Lin and Faer are Paladins. When they find out about this-" >"Lin and Faer are never going to find out about this, understand?" "Oh gods, all this blood. How am I going to wash off all this blood?" >"Well, they're going to be pretty fucking suspicious when they wake up tomorrow and find... this!" >"This wouldn't have happened if you had just listened to me from the start!" "Guys... guys, please... stop talking, I need... I just need a minute to think... I..."
You float across the dining table, watching your minions eat Styx's surprisingly good cooking. You float over to Alice who's simply staring into her food bowl. She teeters back and forth on the verge of passing out.
Hey, how's everyone doing? I'd like you all to meet one of my good friends. He's trying to find someone to rent out one of the nearby apartments. Would any of you be interested in buying a place? He can show you around, if you like.
>"Hey, hey! You aren't going anywhere, Fen!"
Previous Chapters: http://quest.lv/wiki/Guardian_Quest GP:115 Guardian Skills: Regain Mana 5, Heavy Slash 5, Flash Step 5, Struggle 5, Change Gender 5, Minor Psionics 20, Cloak Object 10 15 20, Shadow Shield 0, Summon Ombra 110, Shadow Ball 25, and Limit Break 1 90, Limit Break 2(healing) 100. -------------------------------------------- M-my father...? No... It can't be.. "I uhm... I..." "Haha it's okay miss. Is Minerva here?" "Uhm.. She's uh... Out." "Ah okay. Are you her daughter? "Y-yes." "Of course, you have her same looks. Except the eyes, that is very unique." This can't be him...
It's been a long time. A long time since there was anything to see. Or touch. And the voices are going, now, too. Falling away into the silence. One remains, and the quiet sound seems unnaturally loud in the Void. They say that you can't take it with you. But no one believes that. So...
"Wait, wait, wait a second! You said... you said you would take down gods, because they turned their back on mortals? But when that mad lich was ruining the world, you wouldn't do anything! Isn't that what you hate?!"
Gentlemen...
http://quest.lv/wiki/Beyond http://quest.lv/kusaba/questdis/res/348765.html Turn 1.
This is Stan. He is an man.
>"How bright she glows, twenty times transfixed in active-matrix liquid crystal. I tap each image and they flicker to life in turn: searching, talking, working, passing into and out of view. While I slept, it was bliss to dream that our game was finally won, and that for every five steps I took, she had made four rather than the six to which I am so very accustomed. Now, awake and aware, it is less a bliss to see otherwise."
Instruments of Destruction
Tomorrow is the big day. All of his whole life he's just wanted to be right one time. Just once. Tomorrow will be that day.
O spirits of the, uh, the special spring. I pray for you to watch me on my great journey to uh...journey. Up the mountain. Give me blessings.
I'm awake! While asleep, Winston has found and brought me the book about properly changing phylacteries. It's complex, but it's the easier half. The difficult part... is breaking the barrier between Tom and the Lich. I guess if Tom sucked his soul though we wouldn't even need to change phylacteries. When I think about it, he wouldn't be able to resurrect with his soul trapped inside Tom. It increases my choice though, whether or not I want to have such a lich's soul. I'll just have to keep looking for a way to break or bypass that barrier.
[Wiki]http://quest.lv/wiki/Gun_for_Hire_Quest MONDAY, NOVEMBER 29th, 2010 Okay-got through Bulgaria no issue-well, no issue we couldn't handle-and the same goes for Romania-we hardly had to shoot at anything, really. We skirt through the Ukraine oh so briefly-then trekked through Poland. We kept moving North, reaching that tiny bit of Russian land sandwiched between Lithuania and Poland. That... was where things hit a bit of a snag. Big Crazy, a Native American Mercenary with a Texan drawl sits next to me in the car, a Cadillac Escalade claimed from the dead member of an assassin pair after my life a few days ago-Big Crazy being the other. Having no reason past the professional to kill me, and with that reason's removal on Olga's death a hatred of one Galileo Savoy was put in place-as a man who was perfectly willing to make us kill eachother just to avoid personal inconvenience. I find myself wishing I was driving the Right Laine, the Vanduras I named after myself that is back in Istanbul under Camella's care. It would be nice to have that... and all my body armor and other munitions with me, right about now. Least I have: -My recently refurbished Matebas, Italian Revolvers with an excessive amount of customization and a fair bit of magic, complete with three loads of... rather overly potent rounds. Each is holstered at my hip on opposed sides -My Mosin Nagant M28/30 of Finnish make, titled Keihäs-a blood-drinking rifle with a fiendishly sharp bayonet, and a penchent for finding ways to hurt things. It's in the back, next to my minifridge and cooking utensils. -A Buntline Special in .44 Magnum, one that I know to be magical like my Matebas and Keihäs yet still untested, strapped to my right leg. -A pair of holdout Judges in 3" .410 bore, lo Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
I am migrating this from 4chan's /tg/. I'll post the first few updates and let you know when to begin. There is a noise outside. Your stomach gnaws away at itself. Food is a distant memory. It has been years. Centuries, maybe. You refuse to die from it. Hunger and silence are all you know. There is a noise outside. Hunger and silence, hunger and silence. You think you are awake. It's hard to tell, after so long. You've been in this room for as long as your hunger-wracked mind can remember. You've propped yourself up against the wall. You know all the stones in the wall, all the iron in the door opposite you. Every nuance of the shiny blade that burns you if you touch it. Every pebble on the ground. All the gold discs and the red transparent rocks. You counted them, once. You're not sure if numbers work the same now, it's been a while. You moved more then, you only propped yourself against the wall some of the time. There is a noise outside. Hunger and silence, hunger and silence. The silence is gone. Hunger and hunger and hunger. Hunger stirs in you. Your barely-open eyes register flickering light under the door opposite you. There are voices outside. Footsteps. Prey. Flesh. Food. The hunger bids you to move. Message too long. Click here to view the full text.
Bad End Quest - Part 2 Party mode unlocked!
This is a "re-vamp" of Ink Quest. Background of the quest will be explained gradually throughout, so I encourage new readers to ask Muriel questions about anything that you do not understand. It will resume roughly where it left off.
Tread 1: http://quest.lv/kusaba/questarch/res/290529.html Discussion thread: http://quest.lv/kusaba/questdis/res/347404.html Many decades ago, deep in the mountains of Loirri, within the Valley of the Ambush, a tribe of nomad Gorks decided to settle down and form a small village, using the large web of natural caverns of the nearest mountain as their homes. Gorks are violent and belligerent beings, worshippers of many of the evil gods of Meigara. So they were very pleased to find a strange creature, agonizing in one of the deepest chasm of the valley. Even after it was obvious that the creature was young, they were impressed by its voracity. It would practically eat anything. So they captured it and dug a pit in the cave they used as shrine and threw the creature inside. For many years, they threw their sacrifices into the pit, as well with any traitor or dissident to the tribe, to be devoured by the monster, as they simply called it. The creature had nothing to say about it, of course; any escape attempt was quickly and violently stopped. It was a miserable existence, but it was the only existence the creature knew. And at least they kept it well fed.
it is said the old gods are fickle, and their judgment upon the lives of mortals may as well be left to chance . . .
And then boom! He went right out the window! Didn't even catch his pants till he was on the road! Oh wait hold on I think I got all my souls I'll call you later! Hello. I'm the new mage, and you're the advice! See, about forty minutes ago I was just minding my own business, rollin' in my grave, doin a little jig, when suddenly I'm gettin' pulled out of my party coffin while some crazy cloaked bird lich thinger is going 'ARISE, MY NEWEST MINION' and said I'm going to be a mage for him. And I'm just sittin there, casting my Undead Gaze of Wotaryootockingabowt at him, and then he said you guys would come and help me soon. And that soon is now. Except for the part where I don't wanna be a mage. I wanna be the lich! The king of liches! Or at least the Duke of Liches, or maybe the Duke of Party Coffins so I got an excuse to go back under. Actually, I don't know. I've been put in a lich's tower with full access! What do you guys wanna do?
>???: "My lord! My lord are you awake!?"
I wonder how liches do it. It's only been half a day, and I'm already lonely. I don't think I could be one of those lone tower-dwelling liches forever, but I want to fight with everything I can. They say to fight fire with fire, some say to fight fire with water, but with my healing, I have fire and water. Keeping souls in constructs is actually pretty hard, it's no wonder most necromancers aren't capable of this and just settle for animated remains! So, I just keep regular animated remains for the time being, but I think I can put souls into constructs with a little more practice. I don't really like all the creepy looking tapestries and wall engravings, so I'm having my undead minions rework the place to make it more homely. It's in my power to hold around 100 minions at once so far, but they're a bit weak. And the tower is so huge, it may take awhile! Oh, and I let Shabin and Tae know I was alright, but I should talk to them more and settle on a meeting point.
Hello everyone! It's been around six days since that strange dream. I haven't asked Shabin about it, it might be touchy. I mean, she told me she's never been outside? Anyways, while we've been traveling, I've practiced my soul magic! I can now send souls, both talent and advice, to anyone in close range. But, if I have a good connection with someone, I think I can send it from anywhere! So, I can talk to Shabin and Fraga at any time, and most likely Tae too, but we haven't talked a whole lot so I'm not sure. Also maybe Voxol, Chop, and Kradis, but I'm not confident about it.
This stinks. The chief just bit the big one. We ran out of food two days ago, gettin' sieged in this dungeon or barracks or somethin'. Only bout a dozen of us left, and with no leader it's a dozen ones, not one dozen. Everyone's on edge and we're right ready to kill one another. And the siege? Harpies. God damned harpies. We're a buncha gnolls getting our ass handed to us by a buncha girly screechin' birds. Hit a new damn low. This stinks hard.
Previous thread: http://quest.lv/kusaba/questarch/res/309753.html RAGNARODE steps out of the mirror.
[ Wiki ] http://tgchan.org/wiki/Tory's_tower
previous thread http://quest.lv/kusaba/questarch/res/263558.html discussion http://tgchan.org/kusaba/questdis/res/335842.html >It appears our heroes are in trouble again, but what is the real danger this time? the hostile world? or each other?
Hooded figure: "What is it?" ???: It's a seerstone. Hooded figure: THIS is a seerstone? I expected something a bit more flamboyant. ???: Being a Technomage isn't about being flashy. How many times do I gotta tell you?
I would not mind the darkness if there was a small speckle of food...
It's been pretty quiet in the few days since the dwarves attacked our home. I've stuck around since everyone seemed to want me to train a bit more, but I think I'm getting as good as I can at such a rate. Oh, I'm still improving at everything, but it's not happening at such a huge rate. I don't think my skills at healing and marksmanship will get much better without spending a whole lot of time. Shabin is also hitting a cap, I think. I've been letting her borrow the souls as well, too, and it has shown. It really does seem to help us with our abilities even when we don't have the souls, but they always do give us an extra burst when available.
This has got to be the most boring waiting room I've ever seen. No magazines, cheesy elevator music, and even worse, no hot secretary to ogle over! Seriously,this had better be worth the money....
Bad End Quest - Round One. This is Bad End Quest! How fast can you get to a bad end?
Thread 1: >>85235 Now exiting dormant state due to arrival on Wur. Hey. After you said you were going dormant, your device said it too, and then I guess you did. Now that we've landed it said it was reactivating. You there?
[Wiki: http://quest.lv/wiki/CheeQuest ] Hello, everyone! It's been a few days since we last talked, but things have been pretty calm. There's no word on my possible banishment, but it's been on our minds. Kradis has been teaching me the basics of surviving outdoors, and I've been at Chop's dojo a lot, either practicing majic with the other healers or fighting a bit too. Fraga taught me how to throw a fireball, too! I can't make a very strong one yet, but it is nice to be able to get warmed up, also to put out fires. After all, the cardinal rule of pyromancy is to never summon a fire you can't put out! Fraga says that I should work on my concentration in order to use some advanced spells, so I've been hard at work for it.
"Do not compare us with the Fey or the Humans. We are Rezan! We are separate as we are superior. The Fey of the Westerlands beseech magic and use it to shape their world. Those of the Eastalands merge with magic, and uses it as a beast uses its limbs. The Humans scorn magic and use science to bend the world to their will We bind magic, and force it to serve our every whim. With it, we have achieved levels of science humans have only dreamt of! Do not compare us with the other race It is an insult to even consider us with the same standards." -Efer Kanis Chazo, patriarch of the 4th ruling family of Rezan
Artemis groans and opens his eyes. His entire body aches all over, especially his left arm. He turns over to his good arm and looks around. The first thing he notices is that it's night already. The second thing he notices is a girl sitting in front of him holding his blade. "Rair myl jhoji si shadi ci shalaer..."
>"A necromancer? You had her go out and fight a god damn necromancer?!
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This is an explodahead. He is very bored. Even exploding his head doesn't amuse him anymore. That distrubed the other Explodaheads so much that they exiled him. Which just kinda made it even more boring. Bored Explodahead is Bored! OH dear!
[My first adventure! http://quest.lv/kusaba/questarch/res/204114.html ] [My Second quest! http://tgchan.org/kusaba/quest/res/230178.html ] How did I end up in this situation...?
Kaustinen's Pretty Short, Unamusing Quest to Attain Alcoholic Beverages, Punch People He Hates and Escape Some Sort of Surreal Alternate Dimension
Hello! My name is Cheelop, but most people just call me Chee. After my first home was destroyed, I had to wander the land for a very long time. But now, I've found a nice new home with nice new kobolds! I can't do much, but I try to gather what food I can. In fact, I think I can smell dinner cooking now!
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Stepping out of the rain, I enter the flower shop. It's clean enough, I suppose. A sort of retro feel surrounds it. A mousy lady with large glasses and a smile stands behind the counter. The owner knows my face, and calls out to me before I can speak. "Ah, Evid! It's your anniversary, isn't it? I''ve got the usual bouquet ready in the back. I'll only be a few moments." She ducks into the back room, leaving me standing there. I would say it was rude of her to hold a one-sided conversation, but I don't like talking much, so it's win-win for me. There's.. Something up against the wall to my left. It's hard to focus on it, so I don't. I'm just here for the flowers, after all. I can't miss my anniversary. Not again.
Previous Chapters: http://quest.lv/wiki/Guardian_Quest GP:23 Guardian Skills: Regain Mana 5, Heavy Slash 5, Flash Step 5, Struggle 5, Change Gender 5, Minor Psionics 20, Cloak Object 10 15 20, Shadow Shield 0, Summon Ombra 110, Shadow Ball 25, and Limit Break 1 90, Limit Break 2(healing) 100. ---------------------------------------------
>"...Do you have that on file?" >"No, but I can copy it for you." >"That's okay, just make a note that we need to send and email to the club president." >Rocco: "Hey- uh- Hello." >Rachel: "Ah- Welcome back, Rosho."