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Crimson Flame~@Lmpkio (TCA), @AzureKnight (VRA)~
"Nope. Sorry." Haley sadly replied. "We gotta take the path we took to get back. But hey, at least we'll get a bite first before we take the long walk."
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Haley led Vară and Titanica to the town of Ambran, ignoring the wary stares the three monster girls received from the citizens of the neutral town. There, they used some of their reward money to get themselves a hot, delicious meal to counter the brutal chill they experienced in Coldstep Pass. "Ahhh, that hits the spot." The Siren slouched on her seat.
"Ah, excuse me, ladies." A mysterious figure approached the monster girls' table. The voice was undeniably male and his attire consisted of armor worn under obscuring robes and hood. His voice was soft and charming, which would make him either more trustworthy or the opposite. "You are from The Guild, yes?"
"Yes, we are. Can we do anything for you, sir?" Haley dutifully replied.
"No, nothing of the sort. I'm just a... curious man." He replied quite suspiciously. "I'm a... newcomer to this area and in my time staying here, I've been hearing about the exploits of a... guild here. As a curious man, I wanted to find more about this guild. So now that I have found you, who are you guys exactly?" The mysterious knight asked.
"By the way, for your trouble, I'll pay for the food. Sound like a deal?"
Herbal Medicine 2
~@Lmpkio (MOR), @Stern Algorithm~
"Hey now, no need to get hostile." Darren put his hands up, attempting to diffuse the situation. "Look on the bright side. We've revealed that my drug needs more improvements and adjustments for monsters. For that, I am grateful to your guild." He made a polite bow. "Here, like I promised. For your troubles." He handed a small pouch to Neil. The reward money. "Now then, there's work to do!"
With that, Darren went back inside his apothecary presumably to continue developing his questionable anesthetic. Neil shook his head from exhaustion and fluster. "Well, he pays well. I can give him that." He gave the pouch a weak toss upward and back to his hand.
The quest was over. The guild members can either head back to the headquarters or go somewhere else.
"Huh?! What-- Why?" Neil looked at his nectar-soaked clothes. "Oh, don't worry about it. I'd rather be soaked than naked. I'll change back at the guild."
Liberation At Any Price
~@ShwiggityShwah, @Restalaan (YNG)~
"Ah, you are battlefield assassins, eh? Good, good." Felipe replied. "You shall have the weapons you ask for." He told Yang. "And we are glad to have you with us, Miss Harpy. The strength of monsters is always welcome." He told Ozzy.
"Don't worry, ate! The fort is pretty far from where we will ambush them. No message will get through."
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Ozzy scouted ahead and spotted the Varjan contingent. They were not large but they were filled with warriors armored in the dark, bulky steel that was the standard of Varjo's regular warriors. There were several, though, that wore little more than fur pelts and leather, looking a lot like the rebels. At the fore was an orange-haired woman with seemingly impractical armor and wielding an axe and shield. However, she appeared as fierce as the warriors behind her and was no doubt the leader.
Ozzy relayed this information back to the rebels who took appropriate positions behind rocks and outcrops that dot the stony landscape, ready to spring the ambush. Once the Varjan force was in prime position, the ambush was sprung. "SUGOD MGA KAPATID!" Felipe yelled as the rebels charged.
The sounds of axes and shields hitting each other filled the air as the Varjans and the rebels clashed. The Varjan leader cleaved rebels left and right, spraying her exposed skin with blood. She laughed as she roared, bullying some of the rebels in them middle of battle. It was time for Yang and Ozzy to get to work.
~@BKburke~
Bart's mood lightened as he began to remember. "Ahhh, yes. The exploding glove. Yes, that was hilarious." He reminisced. Talia was silent as if she was wary of the guild master.
"You're John... Clark! Yeah, Clark." Bart remembered your name. "Welcome to The Guild, friend. Yeah, it's called 'The Guild'. I don't know what was going inside my members' heads when they thought up the idea but we went along with it." He said. "Come inside, come inside and we can get comfy while we talk."
"I'll be back at the forge then. I'll see you two later." Talia dismissed herself.
Bart said nothing as the Cyclops left. "So then John! What have you been up to lately?" He asked while you and him entered the guild hall.
Ahem, at any rate, what I'm not looking forward to is the long walk back home. Haley, I don't suppose you saw any quicker, less...rough pathways while flying to us?"
"Nope. Sorry." Haley sadly replied. "We gotta take the path we took to get back. But hey, at least we'll get a bite first before we take the long walk."
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Haley led Vară and Titanica to the town of Ambran, ignoring the wary stares the three monster girls received from the citizens of the neutral town. There, they used some of their reward money to get themselves a hot, delicious meal to counter the brutal chill they experienced in Coldstep Pass. "Ahhh, that hits the spot." The Siren slouched on her seat.
"Ah, excuse me, ladies." A mysterious figure approached the monster girls' table. The voice was undeniably male and his attire consisted of armor worn under obscuring robes and hood. His voice was soft and charming, which would make him either more trustworthy or the opposite. "You are from The Guild, yes?"
"Yes, we are. Can we do anything for you, sir?" Haley dutifully replied.
"No, nothing of the sort. I'm just a... curious man." He replied quite suspiciously. "I'm a... newcomer to this area and in my time staying here, I've been hearing about the exploits of a... guild here. As a curious man, I wanted to find more about this guild. So now that I have found you, who are you guys exactly?" The mysterious knight asked.
"By the way, for your trouble, I'll pay for the food. Sound like a deal?"
Herbal Medicine 2
~@Lmpkio (MOR), @Stern Algorithm~
"That 'Huwana' is NOT fit for consumption! No wonder the Alchemist Guild banned it! Hell! I'd revoke your apothecary's license if I could! Did you even test it on non-sentient animals first?"
"And you call this an 'anesthetic'? How shameless! If you were truly a doctor, you would be well aware of its harmful effects. And the implications! Do you know how many lives would perish under your hands if used irresponsibly?!"
"Hey now, no need to get hostile." Darren put his hands up, attempting to diffuse the situation. "Look on the bright side. We've revealed that my drug needs more improvements and adjustments for monsters. For that, I am grateful to your guild." He made a polite bow. "Here, like I promised. For your troubles." He handed a small pouch to Neil. The reward money. "Now then, there's work to do!"
With that, Darren went back inside his apothecary presumably to continue developing his questionable anesthetic. Neil shook his head from exhaustion and fluster. "Well, he pays well. I can give him that." He gave the pouch a weak toss upward and back to his hand.
The quest was over. The guild members can either head back to the headquarters or go somewhere else.
"Neil! Take off your clothes!"
"Huh?! What-- Why?" Neil looked at his nectar-soaked clothes. "Oh, don't worry about it. I'd rather be soaked than naked. I'll change back at the guild."
Liberation At Any Price
~@ShwiggityShwah, @Restalaan (YNG)~
"Give me a one-handed mace and shield, I'm a fighter. Let me engage their champions, I can defeat or at the very least, stall them out."
"Aside from any tactical advantage I can come up with, my initial plan if all went well is to come in high. Determining a leader should be easy among the rabble. Once the ambush is sprung I can swoop down and catch any officers. I'll only need to carry him twenty or so feet up before dropping them. Removing leadership should turn any disciplined unit into a heedless mob. Rinse and repeat... If you need assist with spying I can do that too."
"Ah, you are battlefield assassins, eh? Good, good." Felipe replied. "You shall have the weapons you ask for." He told Yang. "And we are glad to have you with us, Miss Harpy. The strength of monsters is always welcome." He told Ozzy.
"Do we have eyes on the fort they are reinforcing!? They might ride out and pincer us if they get a message through!"
"Don't worry, ate! The fort is pretty far from where we will ambush them. No message will get through."
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Ozzy scouted ahead and spotted the Varjan contingent. They were not large but they were filled with warriors armored in the dark, bulky steel that was the standard of Varjo's regular warriors. There were several, though, that wore little more than fur pelts and leather, looking a lot like the rebels. At the fore was an orange-haired woman with seemingly impractical armor and wielding an axe and shield. However, she appeared as fierce as the warriors behind her and was no doubt the leader.
Ozzy relayed this information back to the rebels who took appropriate positions behind rocks and outcrops that dot the stony landscape, ready to spring the ambush. Once the Varjan force was in prime position, the ambush was sprung. "SUGOD MGA KAPATID!" Felipe yelled as the rebels charged.
The sounds of axes and shields hitting each other filled the air as the Varjans and the rebels clashed. The Varjan leader cleaved rebels left and right, spraying her exposed skin with blood. She laughed as she roared, bullying some of the rebels in them middle of battle. It was time for Yang and Ozzy to get to work.
~@BKburke~
I'm John. We met several days ago. You said you heard about my talents through an artisans guild. It'sall good, makes sense. Uhm...I was testing my glove when you approached and it exploded. The blast sent me back several feet. You laughed for a full minute.
Bart's mood lightened as he began to remember. "Ahhh, yes. The exploding glove. Yes, that was hilarious." He reminisced. Talia was silent as if she was wary of the guild master.
"You're John... Clark! Yeah, Clark." Bart remembered your name. "Welcome to The Guild, friend. Yeah, it's called 'The Guild'. I don't know what was going inside my members' heads when they thought up the idea but we went along with it." He said. "Come inside, come inside and we can get comfy while we talk."
"I'll be back at the forge then. I'll see you two later." Talia dismissed herself.
Bart said nothing as the Cyclops left. "So then John! What have you been up to lately?" He asked while you and him entered the guild hall.
