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The Legend of Zelda: Valorbrand Chronicles

Ghent kneeled, there perched on the rooftop waiting for their quarry. The smell from below made him wrinkle his nose, but it did not distract him from paying attention to any movement or sound of something arriving. A sound could be heard and he watched Afira step forth with a torch. Something would emerge from the darkness, was that Toltan? He was significantly worse for wear than he had imagined. The disfigurement was beyond the missing limb, there were these grotesque lumps. He looked severely ill, and he could scarcely imagine what ill fortune befell the poor bastard. He didn’t seem particularly lucid given his response to being arrested.

When Toltan’s demeanor shifted to resentful anger, he was readying to intervene should it escalate. And then it did. Just not in the way he was expecting. Now the trajectory shifted from restraining or incapacitating a deranged man to having to kill whatever the hell he just turned into. Like a bird of prey attacking prey, he too dove into the monster, doing a modified sharkfang lunge. Where the first attack from the jump was a feint, and the second was the true attack.

The Legend of Zelda: Valorbrand Chronicles

"One concern I have is if it's smarter than your usual forest beast. An animal desperate enough to start preying on humans is one thing, but if it's a clever monster than we have an issue. I think we should also try and minimize its chance to escape or at the very least make escaping as slow as possible. Traps and perhaps some obstacles to control the movement of our target would be useful to set-up." Ghent said to the team. He was expecting this to be a bloody fight, where they end up having to chase this thing through the woods. Not exactly the most optimistic view, but he just felt that this wouldn't be an easy fight either.

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Jen hadn’t bothered to wash; his clothing was far dirtier than the others and he had no extra pair. Washing only to use these rags would be a pointless affair, and so he didn’t. Perhaps there was a complimentary change of clothes provided mentioned by one of the servants, but he couldn’t recall it. He’d mosey on over to the dining room to meet the others. Just then, Sil would fling some mashed potatoes at him and as if on reflex, Jen would catch the errant food in his mouth. He’d watch Sil make a mess and make a disappointed look as he swallowed the potatoes. It was wrong, all wrong!

He knew that other nations and their cuisine weren’t as developed as his home nation, but this was dire. Making some half-decent mashed potatoes wasn’t that hard, but somehow this succeeded in failing an easy task. They were lumpy, but not in a good way, absolutely bland, and a little watery. He’d look at the others and their reactions to the food. It seemed nobody was enjoying the meal. He’d take a piece of the unimpressive-looking roast, and tasting it only confirmed just how bad it was.

“Sense and seasonings… I know your cuisine lacks compared to ours, but this is awful.” He’d say aloud. He was already half-annoyed by just being in this place, but this food was apparently the last straw. As a proud member of the Nation of Taste, this food insulted him. It was perhaps one of the few instances the others would see him become both visibly irritated and impassioned. “You there,” he said looking at the servant, “Show me where the kitchen is; I want to tell the chef what I’m going to tell you. This food wastes and dishonors the ingredients. Not just the animals who took time to rear and whose lives were sacrificed, but also the vegetables that took months to tend and grow. Now show me the kitchen or I’ll find it myself. Either way, I’m going to make a replacement dinner to cover up for this travesty, and maybe your chef might learn a thing or five.”

Having said that he’d pick up the bowl of mashed potatoes. “And I’ll be taking this. I doubt anything else in this banquet could be saved. When I return at least the potatoes will be worth eating.” Servant be damned, this dinner was trash, and he was already set to do better. The first order would be to touch up the potatoes, and then figure out what the hell to throw together for a quick enough dinner.

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Ghent would follow the young woman inside. It was already too late to say, “No thanks” and he’d take the tea politely, but it was clear he was not terribly interested in drinking the beverage. “Ahh, so you’ve been living in Faron? Been living there as well. Although I’ve only been living there not too long ago.” He said as he took a polite sip. “Anyway, I got a handful of questions I’d like to ask. The first being if you knew anything about Eidan or saw anything weird during the day of his disappearance. Then following that, if you know anything about the prior disappearances. Finally, who’s this Toltan guy? The other family brought it up that you’ve been speaking with him.”

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“Well, that was disappointing. I figured it would be useful to ask if there are any common threads between all these deaths. Well, time to go find the chief’s daughter. Somehow I feel like that guy they think is suspicious is gonna be a waste of time and not important to our mission. But we might as well ask about him.” Ghent would say to Nareck as they approached the Chief’s house.

He stood aside as the Goron knocked on the door waiting for it to open. He already had his canned opening statement ready: “Good morning miss, we’re here to investigate the murders and came here to ask you a couple of questions.”

The Legend of Zelda: Valorbrand Chronicles

Ghent found himself using his spear as a sort of cane to lean on while Nareck and the widow spoke. It seemed unlikely that anyone in the village would have murdered the fellow. However, the widow did produce the name of someone who would be of interest. And their best source of information on it would be their next witness. He wondered how the other two were doing, poking around at that abandoned lumber mill. “Ma’am, before we go, I got two more questions I’d like to ask if you’re able to answer them for us. What time of day did your husband leave to get this wood, and would you be able to tell us about the circumstances of the other previous deaths?”

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The march to Rorenville was fine. Ghent was sort of zoning out and appreciating the scenery. There was a lot of the natural beauty of the forest to appreciate. Although this wasn’t a pleasant hike. They were heading to investigate a series of grisly murders. And when they arrived it was easy to tell the killings took a toll on the village’s mood. Not even in the Hyland’s was a place with such a miserable feeling. Oh sure, it was definitely one of those backwater villages that was falling into neglect. But even those had a type of life to it, this place was sapped of that energy.

Eventually, they’d be greeted by the elder of the village. He’d stand there listening as the man explained what was going on to Afira. It seemed that due to the village’s position, their duke didn’t take much attention to their complaint. Ghent would think to himself that it was shameful to neglect these people. Well, at least they were here, but that was hardly reassuring given Relan’s reaction.

Once the man was done speaking, Afira would address the group with what would be their plan. Rikshath was the first step up to accompany her to the lumber mill. That meant it was just him and Nareck to interview the witness and the family. Not wasting any time Ghent would speak up, “Got it. Nareck and I will go interview the family first and then the elder’s daughter.”

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Jen

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As Jen walked followed the group, he could scarcely believe his eyes. The manor really was connected to that prison. And with two paths too! And it had its own damn moat! Oh sure, he knew that the homes of the rich could be elaborate and unusual as they could pay for their tastes to be realized. However, this was much more different and striking. He understood why Lord Ru’Tev would want proximity to the prison given the nature of the prison and the area. Still, he wondered if there would be a more pleasant alternate place for it to be built. Although given what they were given to work with in The Divergent, it was pretty good for what it was.

“I’ll try, but the funk of this area is giving me a hard time.” Jen said feeling some slight embarrassment as both Ru’Tev and Karina mentioned his blundering through those doors. He let those feelings slide off as he took a gander at the interior. The hospitality was rather lacking given the less-than-welcoming reception by the servants. Might as well sleep outside with that reception. Although in Jen’s case maybe it might be for the best, lest he break more or worse destroy the mansion. Jen’s mood improved once more with Sil’s hinjinx. ” Are you sure, they even have rooms ready for us? You heard the maids, might as well sleep outside. Still, I’ll take your offer Týfurkh.” He said trying to suppress a smirk.

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Thanks for sharing the link. It's similar to whatever they're calling the white wolf system now but with D12s and with a noticeable smaller dice pool, and the other differences.

Through Darkening Skies - original weird fantasy sky pirate adventures

How does character creation work?