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[Mesa]

((Wanted to ask, how do you make the pictures? They look awesome.))

REXPaint.
I should probably update the page in my sig, but whatever, I'm on the phone right now.

[Mesa]

You point the great mountain in the center of the world as Aelice looks at you with a sight of astonishment.
"Highcore? That seems like a cruel place to be sent down to. But I assume that's the purpose, I'm not an architect."
A few moments later the slaves finish the loading of cargo and Captain Aelice asks you:
"Mister Zarathustra, have you got all your things? We're leaving soon."
"Yes, ma'am. I hope so."

You make a quick run-down of your crew and supplies you have been given.

Spoiler: Crew (click to show/hide)

20 slave workers (mixed races and genders, all are at least 18 years old)
10 sailors (cannon work etc.)
10 soldiers (armed with crossbows and shortswords)
1 alchemist (indirectly doubles as a doctor)
2 wizards (telekinesis and general elemental magic)

Spoiler: Cargo (click to show/hide)

15 axes
15 pickaxes
15 shovels
10 handsaws
1 ton worth of stone bricks
1.5 ton worth of birch blocks
30 days worth of dry food and clean water

You mark your current location on the world map and draw the way to the destination point, which is the southeastern coast of Highcore. Aelice quickly sets the estimated time of arrival "Within the next four days. Much faster than by the sea."

[Sarzael]

BLASPHEMY! YOU CANT BE THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE GAME! EVERYONE KNOWS IS YOU ARE A SKELETAL DRAGON, NOT THE SKELETAL DRAGON! WHO ARE YOU IMPOSTOR?

Jesus Christ, calm your donkers, son.
My father died a few days ago, so cut me some slack, damnit. What is it, Grammar Gestapor

Lol sorry, poor timing on my part. Wasnt being serious... Great now you made me feel bad...

[Mesa]

BLASPHEMY! YOU CANT BE THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE GAME! EVERYONE KNOWS IS YOU ARE A SKELETAL DRAGON, NOT THE SKELETAL DRAGON! WHO ARE YOU IMPOSTOR?

Jesus Christ, calm your donkers, son.
My father died a few days ago, so cut me some slack, damnit. What is it, Grammar Gestapor

Lol sorry, poor timing on my part. Wasnt being serious... Great now you made me feel bad...

It's not your fault. It's nobody's fault in fact.
But then, I might've been a bit more anxious that day (despite sleeping for 11 hours a day I always feel drowsy)

[Cheesecake]

Meet the crew.

[NRDL]

Meet the crew.

[wolfchild]

Meet the crew.

and judge their will to get this done