Turn 18RandomNumberGenerator (Viper)Take the bag (with the diamond and jewelery still inside it) and drop it out the window. Take note of where it lands. Sneak past the demon, head outside, and retrieve my loot.
You drop the bag. (1) It falls open, spraying gems and coins everywhere, making a horrible noise. The demon turns in your direction. It seems to grow brighter, and stares into your eyes- into, it would seem, your very
soul. Which it's probably capable of doing. (4) It does not strike you down. Instead, it speaks without opening a mouth. "You know who I am." (1) You remember it is Lovecuddles. The demon who once ravaged your homeland, driving you away to become a thief. "The prophets wrote that you would defeat me." Its voice is calm, but threatening in your mind. "To deny a prophet is foolish, but they can be outsmarted." A short pause. "I challenge you to a game of Tacticus."
Jetsquirrel (?)Get a keg of whiskey, im going to be a drunk
(6) Going to? You're quite drunk. Or at least you have an awful hangover. You check your surroundings. You're in the rain channel just outside the tavern. (3) You stand up. You think you can walk it off. Now, what were you going to do?
Kilakan (Kilaran)Drink the rest of the beer that I can't carry, then carry the rest off down the most promising looking passage.
(1) Eh, you're done. Next time you eat a batman, you're going to butcher it first. You vomit all over the floor. Whatever, still feeling quite drunk. (4) You grab a keg of well-aged plump helmet wine, although there's still some left in the room. One door in the dining hall appears mechanically locked, but another slides open. It has an engraving of (6) wrestlers... actually, you don't want to think about it. Inside is the barracks. There are comfortable beds, and weapon racks with crossbows, ammunition, and middling-quality pikes and hammers. (?) You can't seem to find anything else of interest inside, but you're suspicious.
Wimdit (Laodike)Personal correspondence? Of course I want to read it! Find a knife and open that up with surgical laser precision and ninja stealth. Don't slice the top, of course, slice the flap open so it can be resealed more easily
[Auto-Success] You grab a small, clean knife from the counter. Whatever laser precision and ninja stealth are, you're
determined to use them in the opening of the letter. (1) Oh. That was the sulpheric acid bottlecap knife. You're without a letter now, although you at least have a lead, albeit a terrible one to behold. Wait! There is a scrap of paper left that says "war machi". Whatever you can make of it.
Tehstefan (Roderick)I get on the prowl, and start stalking, I want to get the jump on any dragon that is lurking abouts.
(6+1) Hot on the trail! It's what you do best. No doubt about it, any dragon that you find is in
trouble. And they'll never notice you, you're such a good hunter! Why I bet if a
hundred dragons- OHSHIT! A dragon! (6) Phew, the good news is, it doesn't notice you. The bad news is, you're standing on its head. You're just outside its cave.
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