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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Mystville [Game Thread]
« on: May 19, 2021, 02:02:01 am »

"I can't promise you anything, but I am fine with the sentry. Maybe we can bait him to the treemen...  I mean use him to relay a message, he is an important witness after all." Linea chuckled then waved rather dismissally. "Right, just tell us the direction then you will know it."

Then, as if not overlooking one, very possible details, Linea looked at Jack, her tone was cold. "I will incernerate him myself if he somehow turned into one of those mutants."

"Now, what you are waiting for? Untie his bloody ropes!"

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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Mystville [Game Thread]
« on: May 14, 2021, 10:41:41 am »
"It's settled then. All right Chief, we kill your treemen, but I need your corporation. I need all of my friends to come with me including the old Jack and his pet bear. Now, I know you too have to think what your people will say if you release this old druid. For this, I have come up with a plan."

"I will make fire. A big one. The tree he is tied on will be burned, leaving nothing but ashes. A lot of ashes. Then you tell them story, the treeman became one with the tree, to get bigger, stronger, overgrowing the ropes... because he is... well a tree. Long ears had to burn it with her fire.

Before you tell them the story, we leave. Early in the morning would do, before the sun rises and all is still dark. Nobody know we leave but you. Sounds good?"

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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Mystville [Game Thread]
« on: May 12, 2021, 09:43:13 am »
"I am not about to let him wander off in your village, I just wish for him to be released when we depart and he will be your trouble no more."

Quote from: The Centipede on May 12, 2021, 06:59:45 am
Dixie pauses as she takes hold of the last of seven spears, to look at Jack and Linea. "Sounds like Sally... Linea, didn't you leave with her a colleague--"


"I did, and I had my suspicion back then, that's why I assigned my..." Linea stopped momentarily as if trying to recompose herself. "I didn't know she was this dangerous, but even so I didn't think she and her bodyguard are threat two CSA agents cant handle. But if it's true she regularly comes to this forest for god-knows-what, then my guts tell me we should go back immediately. Two alive CSA agents are worth more than dozens of MIAs. But even if we know Little Sally is this dangerous do you think coming back to the village would worth it?"




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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Mystville [Game Thread]
« on: May 12, 2021, 06:15:09 am »
Quote from: wierd on May 11, 2021, 10:17:33 pm
FRIEND CAPTURE, OR FRIEND TREEMEN TAKE?

the chief asked puzzled.

TREEMEN DRAG BODIES-- BUT BODIES LIMP, NO STIFF. IF DEAD, FRESH DEAD. NOT TAKE DEAD BODY BEFORE-- THINK ALIVE THEN.  NOW? NO SURE.
FRIEND WE TAKE? HURT BUT LIVE. BIG BUG NEAR WATER. BUG-GIRL BEHIND TREEMAN, THERE.  TALL-MAN DOWN THERE-- HALFWAY.  YOU AND GREENSKIN THERE-- NOW HERE.

"My friends, taken by those 'treemen'." Linea affirmed, feeling a bit irritated and disheartened. Questioning them was tough, so tough she never thought she had to be more specific when asking for 'details'. 

"How long ago?" She asked again, "and how much those treemen you saw? How far they are from here? Can we get there before sunset?

Quote from: The Centipede on May 12, 2021, 12:49:06 am
[Dixie's escape happened 19 minutes before present time when Linea has just sat.]

"Linea!"

Dixie shouted from a distance, running towards them, looking very fresh, clean and smooth-haired, with new clothes of the exact same style and colour, but without the singes from her self-explosions yesterday. This is not the same case for her fur-lined buckler but the burnt whiskers of it have definitely been trimmed off. Her leather armor has a single new slice-shaped dent in it that didn't go all the way through.

"I went back in town to see if I could bring any help to kill the snakefish, but to no avail. I came back to where we all were yesterday, I followed the tracks, I just saw a lot of tiny steps and a long snake trail but it was completely straight so I figured it wasn't the snakefish-- What happened last night?"

Dixie sees her leg wound and asks Edwarg and Linea if it's fine for her to magic-heal it, and then glances at the rest of the party looking disheveled and/or tied, and then the Chief and 11 other boglings.

"Did they do this to you?" Dixie's golden eyes glow, and fire momentarily sparks from the sides of her lips.

"A moment, chief."

When Linea saw Dixie, she felt neither happy nor upset. It was...neutral. Sure she could point out how unwise it was to leave the party on whatever the whim was, but it was also to be expected; they were not her subordinate, she can't control them.

Talking about control, think what the new guy named Skye did.

"Yes it was," she answered, still giving a rather cold shoulder even when the girl volunteered to help Edwarg patching her thigh. "But all is under control now."

Quote from: The Centipede on May 12, 2021, 04:52:57 am
Quote from: wierd on May 12, 2021, 04:27:36 am
YOU CONTROL RUMMAGE-GUT? NO CAUSE TROUBLE?!  CAUSE TROUBLE-- BIG PROBLEM-- GET HURT MORE. ME NOT WANT TROUBLE-- YOU GET, TREEMAN?
Dixie glares at the chief, saying curtly, "You just try. See what happens."


Dixie looks at Jack, and then the bear who lowers herself. Seems to be a confirmation. Dixie slowly approaches, petting the bear at the head, and gently grabs the spear and pulls it out, healing the wound as the spear clears. Dixie could be seen distraught by this, merely imagining the pain Mama must have gone through.

While she keeps at this process, she asks Jack without looking at him, "So, did I miss an agreement? Why are these boglings still alive?"

"I said all is under control" Linea glared at the chief then, to Dixie and Jack. "Guys, let me talk to this native leader, all right? And Miss Dixie, please sit down if you are curious about this agreement, or else, please accompany Mr. Jack and his bear. Chief, I guarantee they won't be doing anything.

Quote from: wierd on May 12, 2021, 05:37:00 am
They's seems ta think I'ma gonna grow roots outa my damn face, and then haul em all off inta the woods and do gawds knows what ta em or summat.  Like em ugly barstards we put outta their misry  back a few days. Ya remember right? With the damn glidin thingmabobs as jumped us? I think ya was hidin out in a tree 'en-- Anywhoo-- that ol' feller there seems ta be the resident "expert" on old forest hobos like muhself. Set em straight, but apparently the rest o'em in their little fish-reakin village ain't got the sense.  Gotta stay here--TIED TA THIS DAYUM TREE --till they all gets a damn clue.

Jack snorted a disgusted growl, then continued.

Also, kept ramblin on 'bout some 'child-one' or summat.  Thought we's her errand boys er sommin.  Damned stupid's what it is. Jumped us in the middle o the damn night.

"Jack! I am working on releasing you, both from this situation and the knots that bind you. Let me do the talking."

She then turned again to the chief. "As my acquaintance said, none of us was sent by 'any child. I also understand this 'child one' has been giving you great trouble. Who is this child? Are they related to the treemen?"

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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Mystville [Game Thread]
« on: May 09, 2021, 03:42:18 am »
Linea usually didn't mind it, but how the term long-ears had been used lately in a negative connotation, she frowned and corrected "The name is Linea Starboard. My friend here is Edwarg Snewden, that treeman right there is Old Jack."

Then she sat, one leg crossed while the other straight towards Edwarg, who upon receiving their gears back quickly prepared his medkit. Negotiating while having an arrow surgically removed from your thigh was strange at best, and she doubted those natives understand what should be the appropriate order of this collaboration; have her patched up first, then we talk. No, they were clearly not wasting any momentum.

"So you did see our friends, were they still alive? Could you tell me more?"

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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Mystville [Game Thread]
« on: May 08, 2021, 04:18:10 am »
After taking some time to reconsider, Linea answered.

"Probably not too soon. I need a place. Dry and clean enough to sit. Even a simple wooden platform with rooof would do. Also, I don't think we will leave without that old druid. He is an acquaintance, so we wait until you are done questioning him. In the meantime, consider this village of yours to be under our protection."


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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Mystville [Game Thread]
« on: May 08, 2021, 03:31:32 am »
"We are not sure, the human leader gave us information about frog-like mutants and giant lake monsters. It's either that or the kid has long dead."

In the back of her mind, Linea was curious about the identity of child one but decided to save it for later. They might not move from this place as soon as she had planned, and she will need some time to reorganize the party.

"Let's talk in someplace else." Edwarg interceded rather crudely and Linea agreed. He insisted to carry her, but she strongly objected and both settled for lending a shoulder instead, ignoring the look of nearby natives who might or might not still possess an ill will towards them. She didn't care anymore, she will burn them if they try anything.

"Go get our belongings. I will wait here, you owe me."

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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Mystville [Game Thread]
« on: May 08, 2021, 02:45:37 am »
Quote from: wierd on May 08, 2021, 01:54:23 am
The chief shrugs his shoulders matter of factly.

CHILD-ONE AND MASK ONE ONLY TALL ONES COME. he said flatly.

COME, TAKE FROM VILLAGE. ONLY ONES COME BACK YAMASH, KALYA.  BOTH NOT GOOD WHEN COME BACK. KALYA SAY VERY BAD THING-- NO REASON NOT BELIEVE.  CHILD-ONE EAT LIGHT FROM EYES-- LEAVE EMPTY- LIKE YAMASH.

He tipped his head at Linea pensively.

YOU NOT DO SAME, MORE TALL ONE COME? NOT MANY LEFT IN VILLAGE.

He straightened back up again.

YOU WANT MISSING FRIEND? MASHA SAY RIGHT-- SENTRY SAY SAME ME. TREEMAN HAVE FOR SURE. BIG DANGER.  YOU GO? YOU BURN *ALL* TREEMEN?



If anything, the last question sounds more like a plead than demand, and seeing the chief was reasonable enough to not harm her any further, Linea lowered her guard, decided it was the best time to freed herself. Her legs were killing her

"I will if I have to." Linea heated her lower arms and burned the ropes. Had to grit her teeth when another wave of pain stung her. "But my objective is to search and if possible rescue my friends, not to hunt your enemies."

Linea shot a glance at the other natives. "Now both parties are on equal ground, I am expecting you to release my... comrades and return our belongings. If you have your doubts about some of them, we can sort them out."

"That druid," she continued, pointing at Jack. "He was just tagging along with us, we are here because the human leader from the village said this was also the place where his son went missing, some times before my friends did. We also looked for him, again, if possible."

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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Mystville [Game Thread]
« on: May 08, 2021, 01:45:24 am »
Edwarg nodded at her, both assuring it was the one in charge here and-once again- mentally asking to not torch the man as if Linea was a fire-breathing dragon.

Quote from: wierd on May 08, 2021, 01:16:38 am

THIS TRUE? YOU BURN TREEMEN? BURN GOOD?


Linea glared at the so-called chief. A faint trace of burning fumes could be seen when she exhaled the air from her nose, before finally answering."Those mutated zombies? Yes, I burned them to ashes. What do you want? What's the deal with this... unneighbourly treatment?"

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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Mystville [Game Thread]
« on: May 08, 2021, 12:44:17 am »


"Say Edwarg, what's your plan actually? Trying to negotiate with them. Telling me to remain calm..." she stopped as another pain stung her. Linea grunted. The throbbing pain in her thigh was getting worse, and she could only imagine how horrifying a wound would have been in this kind of environment. "how is it?"

The orc lowered his gaze and waited a moment before answering "Bad, but I will tend to it."

"Bad?" Linea heaved, almost sarcastically so. "Not sugarcoating a bit, aren't you, Snewden?"

Edwarg had pleaded for her to wait for what the chief of this tribe has to say about this circumstance, pertaining to how they could have killed them all in their sleep if they wished to do so. Linea thought it was a pretty understandable thing to consider but still rather reluctant to fully understand that reasoning. In her understanding, those natives would kill them anyway or, kept them captive for an indefinite time. She could be wrong, of course, a possibility that she wouldn't overlook. The only reason why she hadn't turn anyone on fire yet.

But the pain, and anger were getting stronger as time passed, and her patience...dwindling.

Another native approached the other interrogators

"That's the man." Edwarg said.


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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Mystville [Game Thread]
« on: May 05, 2021, 08:31:09 am »
It's not like their mission was confidential or anything, but the last thing Linea would do was to appear submitting to people that have wronged her.
So when Edwarg providing the native with limited cooperation, she prepared for it. She breathed; inhale-exhale, the basic of fire magic, and sun too- it was bright in this morning and recharging.

Quote from: wierd on May 05, 2021, 07:15:30 am


YOU ANSWER QUESTION I ASK, OR ANSWER QUESTION CHIEF ASK. SAME QUESTION.  EITHER WAY, YOU ANSWER. YOU ANSWER, OR YOU DIE. MASHA SEEN ENOUGH DEATH FOR TEN LIFETIME. BUT IF YOU WANT, YOU GET.
She then turned a cold, bitter shoulder to the long-ear, and focused on the green-skin one.

MAYBE YOU SMARTER.  NOT FIGHT NET MAKERS. NOT FIGHT ROPE TENDERS.  YOU ANSWER.


"That's enough, Edwarg," Linea smirked, almost laughing with tears rolling. "Listen here, you pathetic midget. My friend told you the answer and that all we are going to say to you now. You can try to kill me if you like or you can wait for your chief like a good pawn you are."

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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Mystville [Game Thread]
« on: May 05, 2021, 05:01:33 am »
Linea awakened by a very sharp sting on her left thigs and found herself tied very tightly on a tree. The pain made her gasped and her throat was so hoarse that she started coughing.

What the hell...?

She looked around, assessing the situation quickly. She had a piece of wood embedded in her left thigh, it continued bleeding and the pain becoming even stronger as she fully regained her consciousness. Her clothes were wet, stained with mud, and she smelled like a wet dog after a long hunt.
 
The warm embrace of the morning sun was the only comfort she felt right now, anything else was pure torment, very ill-treatment that was undeserved. 

"Hey, you there! Would you be so kind to ask your chief what he's gonna do to us?"

She heard Edwarg calling, and they seemed to understand his request. Another native approached him, a female who seemed eager to take the honor to be the first to interrogate. Linea mentally noted her presence and the other natives, as well as observing their surroundings, their location, distance, time, elements, potential weapon, potential cover, the time needed to call a reinforcement, and time needed for the reinforcement to come.

Why are you doing this? she whispered as if trying to hold back the reignited anger that started to build with mere pity. A slug crawled up to her left shin and she tried to get it off by flouncing her leg, to no avail, only further sending more pain to her wound. This was almost the final straw, almost.

NOW-- *I* ASK-- WHY YOU GO WITH TREEMAN? WHAT YOU PLAN?  ANSWER.

Linea stared at the female natives defiantly."We are not answering anything unless if you are in charge here. Buzz off!"





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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Mystville [Game Thread]
« on: May 04, 2021, 11:56:14 am »
A bit too early to say morning had arrived, but it was there, a sign of bright sun. The sun's shinin'! Maybe there's hope left after all...

Edwarg looked at Linea, who apparently had awakened as well, but the elven woman said nothing, only looked back at him, with flat expression. She was pale, exhausted, maybe confused, and had wounds wound that needed tending.

"Hey, you there! Would you be so kind to ask your chief what he's gonna do to us?"

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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Mystville [Game Thread]
« on: April 29, 2021, 07:22:53 am »
Yeah, let's write a simple hope that all will go well, what could possibly go wrong?

Despite feeling a bit amused by the situation, Linea did not make any sarcastic commentary about it. Her traps exploded, and she witnessed how those lowly creatures got ripped to bits, how small, fragile, and pitiful they were.

Despite that, she was quick to acknowledge the gravity of the situation.

The next moment when a rock hit her back, and she barely evaded the porcelain jar containing god-knows-what, and she saw no discernable movement from the neighboring tent, something snapped inside her. An immediate response to danger, or simply a sudden burst of anger. Bow drawn, arrow nocked, and soon, released at the direction where Edwarg fell, ready to impale and and torch with extreme prejudice whoever dared to take advantage of her downed colleague.






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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Mystville [Game Thread]
« on: April 28, 2021, 07:48:27 am »
Linea couldn't sleep, yet. It was difficult to do so when you are in the middle of a marsh, sitting on a giant fungus with mosquitos buzzing as if they had made nests in your earlobe.

Edwarg on the other hand seemed not too bothered with the situation and had been sleeping as soon as he informed Linea that he will take some rest (without even waited for her permission at that! How unthoughtful!)

Chain of command witticism aside, Linea covered the guy with her overcoat and mentally assured herself that it was not like she was worrying him catching cold or getting mosquito bite, just a sheer thoughtfulness.

The night grew darker. Linea counted the number of her companions. The hermit and his bear had been nested on neighboring fungi with a layer of clothes as a makeshift tent. Both of them seemed to be sleeping. The new guy, where was he? Oh probably had already experienced a painful and unusual death and now had his carcass buried somewhere in the mud.

The Dixie girl should be the least of his concern. She probably heading somewhere with her pet bird but it had been hours already, and as minutes passed, her concern grew stronger. The prospect of getting caught by an unfriendly entity was very likely... or could be she just simply returned to the village sorting her own personal business?

Decided to not gamble with possibilities, Linea took her arrow and enchanted it with magic. It took her longer than usual since infusing the metal head with magic was significantly easier than the wooden shaft. The results were arrows with glowing nocks, like those she used for training.

She jabbed an arrow, no! Two on a nearby tree where she and Edwarg were resting. Tchwak! barely enough to function as lamps but better than nothing, some lights to keep darkness and anxiety at bay.

The elf then attached a series of threads at the end of her other four enchanted arrows and shot every two of them at the choke points heading towards their position, using them as improvised explosive, or pyro ordnance/devices? Anyway, the flaring red at each post should be enough warning and sufficient identification for her allies. If they were really her allies.

Keeping her bow closer, Linea opened her notebook and wrote an entry.

4/28/3477
11:17 PM

It's my turn to be on the night watch. Good for Edwarg, he finally got his well-earned sleep. I hope we can make it through the night without any monster coming into our compound.



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