Good evening gentlemen. For your entertainment, a quest thread. I would prefer if a more interesting race than humans, dwarves, or elves was chosen.
First race to three, and first place to three.
I haven't seen an undead thread yet....So I say go go Undead pirates Reef start. Because breathing is for the living.
>>44630173
Centaur Nomads. Plains
>>44630360
Seconding Undead pirates
>>44630473
Centaur
Plains
>>44630360
Undead pirates
Yarr
>>44630360
>>44630614
>>44630697
Locked in for Undead in the Reef. We'll be operating on a 1D100 system, taking into account the first three rolls. 1 is a critical failure, 100 is a critical success. I will ask for rolls. Posting.
The waves crash gently against the shore. The moon is full and high over a shimmering reef. Palm trees wave in the light wind. A dead ship drifts silently to shore, spilling its foul contents into the water of the bay, polluting it. One of the waves picks up a black coffin, while another catches hold of dark wooden chest. Both are wrapped in cold iron chains, which are corroded to their breaking point. Which makes it to shore first?
>The coffin?
>The chest?
>>44630917
Chest to be non cliché
Rolled 92 (1d100)
>>446309
The chest
>>44630917
>>The chest?
Rolled 61 (1d100)
>>44630917
>Chest.
>>44630968
Seconding Chest for this reason.
>>44630998
Sorry fucked up the link
>>44630968
>>44630998 [ Don't need rolls yet mate ]
>>44631003
Locked in for the chest. Posting.
The chest collides with a rock as it finishes its approach the the sandy black beaches, shattering the remains of the chains surrounding it. A foul black energy begins to spill forth, shattering the vessel to reveal a black diamond. Flesh begins to build around it, decrepit though it is. Memories begin to swirl, more than a little confused at the moment.
First to three, as with every vote.
>Memories of a life spent in vicious conquest
>Memories of a life spent delving into forbidden secrets
>Memories of a life spent ruling uncounted masses from an iron throne
>>44631095
>>Memories of a life spent in vicious conquest
>>44631095
>Memory's of a lifetime spent ruling over untold masses from an iron throne
>>44631095
Memories of a life spent in vicious conquest.
The forbidden secrets of life and death will bring us unbridled power.
>>44631095
>Memories of a life spent delving into forbidden secrets
>>44631095
Forbidden secretsp
Let's be skeleton wizards
>>44631141
>>44631151
>>44631223
Locked in. Posting.
Your eyes are the first thing to reform entirely. Of course. How could you have forgotten the mysteries which those two luminescent orbs have witnessed over the long years. The lich rises slowly from the sand, black robes concealing the strained flesh, held together only by the secrets which you have learned.
Yorik Darkemind walks the earth again.
Your aura extends over the calm bay, to the reef below, and to the ship a few meters down the shore. Three coffins are slowly being brought in by the tide. They are as damned as you are, though not nearly as powerful. The ship itself contains a large supply of... materials for your work. Decaying bodies, victims of some unknown plague.
Darkemind considers the caskets idly.
>Destroy the coffins with a concentrated blast of mana
>Allow them to drift to shore
>Write in?
>>44631373
>>Allow them to drift to shore
Rolled 90 (1d100)
>>44631373
Destroy the coffins, we cannot have competitors
>>44631373
Allow them to drift ashore and open them one by one. Let's see what we are dealing with.
>>44631373
>Allow them to drift to shore.
>>44631393
>>44631402
>>44631405
Locked in. Posting.
>>44631373
mundane tasks require overseers.
>>Allow them to drift to shore.
>>44631402
Agreed with him
We're still gonna Pirate it up right?
>>44631468
Going to try
>>44631468
Absolutely, but we need mateys first, and ships, and weapons.
>>44631468
We need to build tortuga first
Formerly Mortimer - changed names to fit civ
Darkemind deigns to allow the first of the three coffins to drift to shore. A flick of his wrist removes the cold iron bonds of the casket. He can sense unlife inside, though it seems to be relatively... fresh. Now that they are closer, Darkemind can sense that one of the two occupants still at sea is similar, and one is older. Much older. The lid of the coffin he just opened slowly creaks open. A rather feral looking vampire bares its fangs at him.
It is certainly about to attack, but only out of instinct. This creature is weak-willed, and he might be able to dominate it.
>Dominate [1D100 will be required. If this option is locked in, I will ask you to roll after. Rolls made while selecting this option will not count ]
>Destroy
>Write in?
Rolled 27 (1d100)
>>44631551
Domimate
>>44631551
*the lid of the coffin whose chains he just broke creaks open
>>44631551
>>Dominate
Vampires will be useful
>>44631551
Dominate
>>44631551
Dominate.
>>44631585 [ This roll doesn't count, I'll ask for rolls ]
>>44631593
>>44631596
Locked in. Rolls please.
Rolled 7 (1d100)
>>44631629
Sorry 'bout that
Rolled 63 (1d100)
>>44631629
Rolled 27 (1d100)
>>44631629
>>44631654 [ No problem, I was afraid I wasn't being clear on how rolls will work ]
>>44631658
>>44631664
Locked in, posting
Yorik stretches out a hand, and musters full force of his will to dominate the feral vampire.
This appears to have mixed results. The vampire certainly isn't attacking him, but he can feel it isn't responding to his will either. It leaps out of the coffin, and lands on its haunches, scenting the air. It bolts into the jungle.
The next pair of coffins washes to shore.
>Break the chains on the older undead's casket
>Break the chains on the younger undead's casket
>Knock on the lid of one of the coffins
>Incinerate one of the coffins
>Write in?
>>44631783
Break chains on younger one
>>44631783
Break the chains on the younger
>>44631783
>>Break chains on the younger.
>>44631810
>>44631817
>>44631823
Locked in. Posting.
Your mana surges again, shattering the oxidized cold iron into dust. The vampire contained within this casket is a little less feral, a little easier to control perhaps? He doesn't seem to attack right away, but it's certainly one of the first things on his mind.
>Dominate [1D100]
>Destroy
>Interact with the other casket
>Write in?
Rolled 95 (1d100)
>>44631916
Dominate
Rolled 7 (1d100)
>>44631916
>>Dominate [1D100]
>>44631949
You legend
>>44631916
>>Dominate.
Rolled 56 (1d100)
>>44631916
Dominate!
>>44631916
Dominate guys our votes have to be cast first before rolling
>>44631949
>>44631970
>>44631982
I'll take the 95, because I wasn't being clear. When I put [1D100] or whatever after an option, that means you WILL be asked to roll for it. I don't want to influence your desicions based on rolls. I'll stop putting [1D100] by stuff, and just ask for rolls in the locked-in post to avoid future confusion. Locked in, posting.
Your previous power is significantly diminished, but the last dregs held within the black crystal that is your heart flare. The vampire stands before you, a little more intelligent than a dog at the moment, but perhaps still useful. The last coffin rattles, as the occupant attempts to escape his bonds.
>Incinerate
>Shatter chains
>Command Feral Vampire
>Write in?
Command feral vampire to open the coffin.
>>44632079
Probe the feral's mind if it is his master in the last box.
>>44632079
Shit we are weak, bury that casket for now, command the vampire to do so we will open it when we get more mana
>>44632132
Forget mine,
This.
>>44632079
Command Feral Vampire to open the coffin
>>44632132
Agrred
>>44632132
>>44632149
>>44632166
Locked in. Posting.
Darkemind, for the first command to the first member of his new legion of the damned, begins to dig a pit with clawed hands. It doesn't take long to bury the black coffin in the sand. Soon, even the frustrated scratching from within is silenced. The dominated feral enters a light crouch, and sniffs the night air, waiting for his next directive.
Darkemind glances around. There isn't much shelter to be had here, besides the rotten timbers of the nearby plague ship.
The beach spans to both the east and west, while the dense jungle lies foreboding to the north. To the south is the bulk of the reef, impossible for any living person to explore, but not so with you or your companion.
>Scout the ship
>Scout [N, E, W, S]
>Follow the tracks of the feral you failed to dominate
>Command the Feral Vampire
>Write in?
>>44632294
Scout the ship
>>44632294
>>Scout the ship
>>44632294
>Scout the ship
>>44632294
>Scout the ship
>>44632322
>>44632328
>>44632354
Locked in. Roll 1D100, please.
Rolled 23 (1d100)
>>44632376
Rolled 47 (1d100)
>>44632376
Rolled 67 (1d100)
>>44632376
>>44632406
>>44632448
>>44632478
Locked in, posting.
Yorik's knee joints crunch as he takes his first few tentative steps through the cold sand. Everything seems functional, which is all that he's ever asked for. Death, functionally conquered.
He strides along to the rotting hull, it reminds him a little of himself. How it managed to remain afloat for so long is suspicious to say the least. He enters through the gaping hole where the hull finally has rotted away on contact with the air, a large section having collapsed onto the beach.
On the bottom level, he is able to further examine what he saw earlier - about two dozen corpses in various stages of decay. The sea-weather has not treated them well, but there may be some he can work with.
Not much appears to be intact, any perishable goods have long since melted away, but he locates a small armory with some rusted poleaxes, swords, and a few breech-loading muskets. The powder is wet, and useless.
The captain's cabin yields nothing of note, there are a few books, but the pages crumble when you touch them. There's also a small pouch of gold and silver coins.
All said and done, there's not a lot to work with here. Most of the contents of the ship appear to have spilled into the bay, two of the three holds in the bottom of the ship. Assuming one contained the chest with his phylactery, and the three coffins, one containing the corpses lying before him, that leaves a further hold unaccounted for. A mystery to be solved, perhaps.
>Establish yourself in the Captain's Cabin
>Scout [N,S,E,W]
>Command Feral Vampire
>Follow Feral Vampire tracks
>Write in?
>>44632661
Establish yourself in the captains cabin and being raising the dead of this vessel
>>44632661
Let's Scout south,
then lets set up base in the captains cabin later
>>44632697
seconded
>>44632697
Here here, why scout yourself what you can have your thralls do soon enough.
>>44632697
>>44632762
>>44632798
Locked in. Roll 1D100, gentlemen.
>>44632661
We gonna need workforce so either rase the corps or catch the vamp
Rolled 31 (1d100)
>>44632836
Rolled 17 (1d100)
>>44632836
Rolled 22 (1d100)
>>44632836
>>44632880
>>44632894
>>44632903
Ouch. Locked in.
Yorik begins preparations for raising a few simple servants from the soggy masses in the hold below. He allows mana to trickle out of his fingers, and into the corpses which are heaped like so many stacks of wood. The results are... mixed.
It appears his system is still attempting to make sense of this new flesh. Two of the bodies slowly get to their feet, and stand at attention. One stands, but begins to wander around, jaw snapping as it searches for flesh, completely unbound to your will. The rest merely flop, the magic destroying three of them beyond usefulness, leaving only ten left that you can work with.
>Destroy the unbound
>Attempt to dominate the unbound
>Command Zombies/Feral Vampire
>Scout [N,S,E,W]
>Follow the tracks of the feral
>Rest in your quarters to recover, ordering your undead into the hold so as not to be damaged by the sun
>Write in?
>>44633021
Attempt to dominate the unbound
Waste not want not, our supplies are limited, attempt to dominate the unbound.
>>44633021
dom those unbound bby
>>44633108
Agreed
>>44633086
>>44633108
>>44633281
Locked. Roll for it gents. 1D100
[ From now on, after 15 minutes if we don't have three votes, I'll take simple majority, or whatever's most interesting. You are encouraged to post feedback. I'm trying to figure out how to inform people most efficiently that the quest is running, since my schedule can be erratic. ]
Rolled 78 (1d100)
>>44633309
Rolled 68 (1d100)
>>44633309
>>44633309
dice+1d100
>>44633357
Put it in the options box
Rolled 47 (1d100)
>>44633309
>>44633322
>>44633351
>>44633399
Not bad. Locked, and posting.
>>44633373
Thanks, still a noob.
>>44633442
No prob, wish I knew that first time I rolled on tg
Yorik can feel his mana beginning to wane, but this mindless thrall doesn't prove to be much of a challenge. With a little persuasion, the mass of flesh and bone is brought to order, bringing your total up to three thralls.
The moon is starting to sink below the horizon, and distant screams can be heard to the north.
>Investigate
>Command Thralls/Feral Vampire
>Follow Feral Vampire tracks
>Rest and recover
>Scout [N,S,E,W]
>Write in?
>>44633475
Follow feral vampire
>>44633475
Send the feral to investigate while we rest a bit for mana
>>44633475
Track the feral with the our thralls including our feral vampire
The Sun is coming up soon, the vampire needs to stay in the dark, and we have been exerting our mana all night trying to dominate. We can't handle a fight, I say we rest and recover maybe send one of the zombies out to see what's going on at most.
>>44633500
Sounds good
>>44633500
>>44633486
>>44633530
>>44633538
>>44633540
Locked. Going to average these result. Roll 1D100.
>>44633538
I think the vampire is only confused, he dint fight when we were close.
Rolled 56 (1d100)
>>44633583
Rolled 86 (1d100)
>>44633583
Rolled 61 (1d100)
>>44633583
Rolled 70 (1d100)
>>44633583
>>44633627
>>44633642
>>44633667
Bretty good. Locked in and posting.
Darkemind elects to send the vampire - by far the better tracker - to see what can be seen. Though it's smarter than a dog, it's certainly not bright enough to communicate verbally.
It returns several hours later, with a scrap of clothing, which it shows Yorik. It is some sort of cotton weave, crudely made, covered in bright red human blood. It also clutches an arrow, broken, its head a rough stone tip. This is covered in the black congealed blood of a vampire. It doesn't seem to have sustained any damage. The sun is starting to come up over the ocean, no further work can be done with your vampire.
>Rest
>Command Zombies
>Scout [N,S,E,W]
>Write in?
>>44633776
Rest and command zombies to stay within shadowed parts of the ship.
>>44633776
Let's have some more R&R
Work on making the captains cabin more homey?
>>44633776
Rest and sent zombies to the east.
>>44633776
Agreed with the others R&R is now necessary.
>>44633812
>>44633856
>>44633865
Locked. Posting.
Yorik tunes down the amount of mana his consciousness requires to function, for a time at least. The zombies are herded into the hold along with the vampire, who hangs by a rafter for the day.
The "morning" comes swift and sure as the sun sinks below the horizon. Yorik feels much recovered from the events of yesterday.
A strange sight upon waking, there are many footprints in the sand, and a simplistic, almost tribal, magic circle has been erected in the rocks. A laughable ward against evil, and it's directed at the ship. None of the footprints come within a hundred meters of the washed-up vessel, however.
>Command Feral Vampire/Zombies
>Dig up the buried coffin
>Scout [N, S, E, W]
>Follow the tracks made by the vampire the night before
>Begin repairs of the ship
>Write in?
>>44634004
Pervert the magic circle into a ward against intruders.
>>44634004
Follow those tracks, find us some resour... I mean followers
>>44634004
Try to figure out the effects of the circle.
>>44634004
Let's begin repairs on the ship, its good to have a base of operations,
Later we should dig up that other coffin, just to get another minion
>>44634068
Fucking genius
>>44634089
Seconded
>>44634068
I'm all for this.
>>44634068
>>44634085
>>44634103
I'll count these. Locked. Roll 1D100.Fuck captcha
Rolled 74 (1d100)
>>44634153
Rolled 82 (1d100)
>>44634153
Rolled 6 (1d100)
>>44634153
>>44634171
>>44634178 [ I think the Dice at least think of you as a friend mate [
>>44634179
Not bad. Locked.
Yorik snorts at their rather pitiful attempt. With a few minutes of work, a little vampire blood, and a few bones from the damned in the hull that would have been otherwise unusable, the circle is quickly perverted. Its intentions are clear, to try and keep evil contained, but the "evil" is so non-specific it would probably only have worked on the weakest of ghosts or thralls.
Anyone entering the beach will feel increasing unease as they approach the ship or the circle now, ending in terror that should drive them away. This effects most of the beach.
>Dig up the buried coffin
>Command Thralls/Feral Vampire
>Follow Feral Vampire tracks
>Begin hull repairs
>Write in?
>>44634293
Hull repairs
>>44634293
Search for the feral vampire.
>>44634329
This.
>>44634372
More Goons
>>44634329
>>44634372
>>44634412
Locked. 1D100 please.
Rolled 22 (1d100)
>>44634425
Rolled 1 (1d100)
>>44634425
>>44634516
FUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKK
Rolled 25 (1d100)
>>44634425
>>44634475
>>44634516
>>44634538
Heh. Locked. Posting.
>>44634475
>>44634516
>>44634538
Well, we are fucked.
>>44634475
>>44634569
>>44634538
I'm sorry to everyone who has and will ever join this thread
Archive this for tomorrow?
Deciding it would be best to attempt to track down the feral vampire that escaped last night, Yorik begins down the path, leaving one of his zombies behind to guard the boat, and leading with his vampire as a bloodhound...
Embarrassingly, he almost immediately is caught by a net-trap which springs up around the tracks, hoisting him twenty feet off the ground. The natives must have placed it that day in the hope of catching whomever or whatever was antagonizing them.
There is a great whooping war-cry, as a few natives burst from the bush, lead by what looks to be a shaman. He carries a staff which seems to be at least partially negating the effects of the circle. Yorik can't see where they've gone on the beach, but three more natives with long spears, pointed with stone appear below you, killing one of his zombies. The vampire you have dominated snaps down to his haunches, bearing his fangs and hissing, while the zombie stupidly stumbles forward, jaw gaping.
>Destroy net, causing you to fall
>Send a mana-bolt at one of the warriors
>Command Zombie/Feral Vampire
>Write in?
>>44634701
[ One more, I'll be post somewhere from noon to six, ideally. If there are any suggestions on how to alert people effectively, let me know ]
>>44634758
Fuck, send a mana-bolt at the shaman.
>>44634801
[ Lost my nick for a second there ]
Unfortunately, the Shaman is already out of your line of sight.
>>44634790
Just alert people through the civquest general thread that seems to work
>>44634758
Try to intimidate. That and the circle is going to do something. Show then that even captured we are powerful.
>>44634826
I'll be sure to do that.
>>44634834
this
>>44634818
Then at the warrior closet to the two remaining zombies
>>44634758
Mind Control/Dominate Shaman if possible
Else shoot a bolt at his face
>>44634898
I change to this.
>>44634902
Shaman is out of sight
>>44634834
This
>>44634834
>>44634881
>>44634970
Locked. Last response for the night, thanks for playing everyone. Please post any questions, comments, or concerns, ect. Will be archiving.
>>44635011
What's your timezone?
Furious, Darkemind summons a wave of heatless, black flame, shrouding himself with it. He thunders down with authority at the shaking natives, while the feral vampire bares its fangs.
"How dare you attempt to impede Yorik Darkemind! You will suffer the consequences of your pathetic efforts!"
One of them drops a spear and legs it, and though the other two appear to be terrified, they hold their spears tightly, ready to give battle to the remaining zombie and vampire.
>>44635052
Eastern
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/44630173/
Here it is, in all its glory.
>>44635081
That it for tonight then?
>>44635139
Yes indeed, have a pleasant evening Mr. Von Zeek.
>>44635162
Thanks you too Oculus , next time we make Skeletal champions for us namefags to inhabit
