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You are Johann Fol, a human student who had recently lost his foster dad and was forced to transfer to Garsis academy in the elven city state of Cairth under the protection of a new guardian: Miss Yuni in Gladefall Dorm, Tenfaro Street.

Under strange circumstances, you happened upon a mysterious parallel world known as the Moonworld, filled with strange creatures known as shadows thriving in a hellish post-apocalyptic landscape. It's up to you to purge sin out of Cairth as part of your agreement with a malicious entity, Ruin in Form.

The first sin, Lust,has been finally purged. Now, a week of Lunar festivities is upon Cairth. You decided to spend the first day with your friend Kaz instead of doing another job for the White Stag, your neighbor gang leader, or working as a mod for a charity stream
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I am not the writer for the quest, the original snail is, I just post updates for posts with special fonts.

I will participate, but I am not the writer
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Thanks to OP as always.
Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Moonless

>>4820196

3/1
SATURDAY
SATHA/DA'AT
SNOWY

「Continue Maq's rehabilitation 」
「LYST: Find a Job for Maq in a movie theater」
「 Find the Director」
「 Go to the nurse's sister clinic in Gabiel 」
「 Go to the monument during the festivities to meet that mysterious individual」
「 Start improving yourself」
「 Return to Maq's sister in the Moonworld」

You were hoping for the skies to rain gold just like that book said but today ain't your lucky day. Everyone was in good spirits today, why wouldn't they? A WHOLE WEEK to screw around, no stupid teachers breathing down your neck and no responsibilities... for you and the gang, this will be the first week without Lust around.

You still can't believe it: Why did Kaz kill the fat orc so quickly without a hint of mercy? The man was beyond redemption, yes, but was't there any other way? The whole situation plays itself again and again inside your head souring your mood. The elf didn't hesitate, a clean cut to the throat. You do understand his reasons , justifying them? Another story. Whatever, you will have all the time in the world to talk to him about it.

"Oh shit." You cursed under your breath after spotting Miss Stag locking Miss Yuni into one fierce discussion in the kitchen, her ashy skin was almost on fire. Should you...uhh skedaddle while you still have the chance? You basically flipped the bird to both red and her in your last message.You are pretty sure you will get dragged into some quasi-illegal work if the dryad catches a glimpse of you.

>Yes, get dressed and get your ass going. Breakfast is overrated anyways.
>[Skill 2] Through the window, the over the fence...lesser chance for someone to spot you.
>[Skill 3] Eavesdrop their conversation without getting caught
>Screw it, greet them both.
>Write in!
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>>4820231
>[Skill 2] Through the window, the over the fence...lesser chance for someone to spot you.

Sorry girls, we have some befriending to do
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>>4820231
*through the window, over the fence
typo snail never disappoints
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>>4820231
>>[Skill 2] Through the window, the over the fence...lesser chance for someone to spot you.

Hardcore parkour
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>>4820231
>[Skill 2] Through the window, the over the fence...lesser chance for someone to spot you.
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>>4820238
>>4820251
>>4820409

+1 Skill

Yeah, you don't wanna be near her anytime soon. Your exit was through the bathroom window. If Red can make it through with ease, you can easily get out that way, right? Barely, you dispelled the nasty F-word from your head. You are not it. Never, you are as slim as they get. Yep.

One vault later, you were free from her clutches. Good thing you took this approach because Horace was waiting outside. The centaur failed to notice your daring escape as you slipped by. You began to notice the colourful decorations all over the street, when did they string up all of this? You didn't mind the sense of wholesomeness radiating from it. It's as if you were surrounded by close friends and family. On the other side of the street, Tecig had outdone himself this time, with Alute having become a small bazaar of baked wonders. The smell alone was attracting lots of customers, he was barely able to keep up with them. You had half a mind to help him out, but Horace can and will catch your ass if you took one more step.

You didn't get far as Kaz was already coming your way. Damn, he looked good with that grey suit... he just had to look like a fashion model, didn't he? It is not like you were wearing taur soaked in gyag piss for three days straight, your clothes are 'too casual' for the occasion. Despite all of this, there is sickness in his eyes, one that can't remedied by silver watches or stylish suits.

" Err...hi." Your eyes were still darting over the centaur in the distance " Want me to change back or something?"

The elf eyed you for a brief second, head to toe, before replying. "No need, Johann."

"You sure? Last thing I wanna do is-"

"It is fine." He asserted himself " We'll ride the Rail-First."

"The What?"

"Have you forgotten already?" He was mildly annoyed "It's an elven only underground train transportation network connecting all of our districts together. My S.S.C is high enough for both of us."

"Oh yeah, I remember." He said the exact same words ages ago "I haven't tried it."

"Today is your chance. Though I should warn you, non-elves are often met with scornful gazes. Some of the services are exclusives to elves only."

>I'd love to see the look on their faces when a dirty human ruins their day.
>N-uh, We are taking the bus. They can shove a Rail-First up their asses, no offense.
>Why don't we take a taxi instead?
>Can you...uhh, buy me something from Alute? I'll pay you back.
>Write in!
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>>4820517
>Fine, I just hope no one decided to make a scene.
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>>4820630
Decides*

Fuck
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>>4820517
>Fine, I just hope no one decides to make a scene.
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>>4820517
>>Fine, I just hope no one decided to make a scene.
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>>4820630
>>4820671
>>4820756

With that said, the two of you went to the nearest Rail-First Station which was relatively close to the megamarket. How in the moon didn't you notice it before? Whatever.

"Yeesh, place is giving me loyalist vibes." You were expecting modern architecture underground , it feels like you went through a time machine or something, going back nearly a century ago. Angelic statuettes, artsy metalworks, chandeliers as big as centaur hanging silently above your head...the whole deal.

"Rail-First is aiming for a... nostalgic experience." With the exception of the CPD officers curiously eyeing you as well as other passengers, everyone was wearing old-timey clothes. Elves back then sure loved their bow ties, buttons and capelets.

You were stopped not once, not twice but three damn times. Kaz was there for you sending those asshats away with little effort. The third one was the most infuriating though; bunch of kids flexing on you in elvish and pointing fingers. Those little shits deserved some ass-whooping. Oh well.

The underground station had tons of shops, exclusive only to elves sadly, It wasn't Underbridge 2.0 but you can see some good shit on display lik- Oh shit! Is that Ikon Vhypyssa? Damn, it is!

"Something Wrong?" Your elven friend had noticed you suddenly perking up.

" See that Ikon-flavored bar of chocolate?" You pointed at a heart-shaped chocolate with a winged snake in a skirt giving the view a wink.

"What of it ? " He didn't sound interested.

"Dude, you are missing out. It was my all time favorite chocolate! My foster da...erh, point is, I love this shit!" You stopped yourself before embarrassing yourself in front of Kaz. However, You can't deny your near-obsession to that particular brand of chocolate.

"Quite... Nostalgic. aren't you?"

" Yes.." You had nothing witty to say. No humans allowed. Just great.

"Johann, I will have to stop you right there. " His eyes were over the price tag " As you can see, you will be paying about five times its original price. Furthermore, A man buying a heart-shaped chocolate for another man? I can't fathom any more presumptuous gazes from other elves."

Every fibre of your body wanted that damn chocolate and yet, you had both your friend AND your wallet to consider. 250 pons for a bar of chocolate? Shit is too steep!

The battle between nostalgia and reason had no end. You must decide now.

>Pleasepleaseplease, I will pay you back, promise.
>[Strength 3] [Share your embarrassing memory with Kaz]
>And I don't give a gyag's hairy ass about what people think. You should do the same.
>You are right, we had enough of gay shit in the love boat. Sorry I brought this up. [Wait for the subway to arrive]
>Write in!
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>>4822159
>Talk to the chocolate:"I'll be back for you"
>[Wait for the train to arrive, trying to hold the tears]
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>>4822170
+1
kek
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>>4822170
+1 for the funny
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>>4822170
+1
Chocolate rain
Some stay dry and others feel the pain
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>>4822170
>>4822174
>>4822177
>>4822181

You promised yourself to buy that chocolate later on. One sigh of defeat later, you stood next to Kaz waiting for the subway to arrive. It shouldn't be too long. Two minutes according to that fossilized flip timer.

The Subway itself was nothing like its surroundings; it was one of those bullet trains with a very sleek designs for aerodynamics and such. Unlike buses, no one was allowed to stand up... except for non-elves of course. You would be lying if you didn't expect this. On the plus side, you wouldn't stand for too long.

It didn't tale long for the subway to close its doors. There were like a single dryad in the car, she would have been an easy target had it not been for the elf accompanying her who actually stood up next to her instead of sitting down like the rest of his people.

While Kaz didn't stand next to you in solidarity, he was ready to help you whenever it was needed. One hand over the pole, the other coiling around the strap, you were ready for Espara

______________________

The smooth ride was nearing its end when your phone was ringing, you lazily checked it only to find a silent black screen. Why does it keep ringing, then? The reason dawned upon you that this was indeed your ringtone.

Your old phone's ringtone.

You turned your head so fast that you could have snapped your neck instead, your eyes searching every single elf in the car for your old faithful. Part of you wished that it might be just a stupid coincidence... you couldn't be the only one having this particular ringtone, right?

Wrong.

It was yours alright, in the hands of a shitfaced elf laughing and having a good time. This is your foster dad's present you son of a bitch. Damn it, damn it...

Your blood is boiling , your hands are twitching. You are ready for a fight. That scrawny ass pixie dust addict won't stand a chance against you. The Six Swords of whatever the fuck Miss Stag called them only curb-stomped you because they had the numbers.

"Oh no, oh no..." You kept muttering to yourself as the elf supremacist was getting ready for the next station which is NOT the one you and Kaz are going to. You didn't know what to say, what to do.

"Johann, Are you alright?" You red haired friend knew something was wrong but you didn't give him any context so far.

>Kaz, That guy stole my phone, w-what should I do? Kaz?
>[Confront the thief before it is too late]
>Hey ASSHOLE, remember me??!
>[Sucker punch him, grab your phone and leg it]
>[Give him the same treatment, kicks and punches. He is gonna pay]
>[Report him to the CPD officers three cars away]
>Write in!
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>>4822402
>>Kaz, That guy stole my phone, w-what should I do? Kaz?

When in doubt, default to elf bro
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>>4822440
+1 Kaz will have a better plan than us
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>>4822402
>[Confront him with Elf bro]
Best of all worlds.
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>>4823217
Fuck why didn't I think of that

Changing to this
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>4822440
>>4823191
>>4823217
>>4823836
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>>4822440
>>4823191
>>4823217
>>4823836

" Stay here." He went straight ahead without you, Kaz had few precious seconds left before that elf would get out of the car.

Kaz neither raised his voice nor hand against the other guy engaging in a small conversation instead. It wasn't long before he handled your phone to Kaz, hands shaking and trembling. He whizzed out of the car as if he is running for his life.

"Try to be more careful with your personal belongings in the future. " Kaz had returned to his seat, returning the phone to its previous owner.

Your mouth was agape like a fish out of water. You were excepting some kind of confrontation , a chase, a smackdown....anything! Or maybe you are watching too many movies.

"H-how did you that?"

"Do what?" He asked, puzzled of your question.

"Convincing the guy to give you my phone? He didn't even finish the call!"

"Oh, I have a way with words." He gave you an effortless shrug. Elves don't know how to be humble. If they got something going for them, they will brag about it to no end.

>Well, I owe you one. Don't know where or when but you got yourself a favour.
>Thanks Kaz, I knew I would have fucked it up somehow.
>Seriously though, What did you say to him?
>[Inspect your old phone]
>Write in!
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>>4824703
>>Well, I owe you one. Don't know where or when but you got yourself a favour.

Kaz is best boy
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>>4824703
>>Seriously though, What did you say to him?
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>>4824703
>Well, I owe you one. Don't know where or when but you got yourself a favour.
>You gotta show me how to do that next time. That was cool, man.
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>>4824792
Changing to this
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>>4824726
>>4824786
>>4824792
>>4824802

"You owe me nothing," He replied before correcting himself " A good sparring match should suffice."

"Yeah, You gotta show me how to do that next time. That was cool, man."

"Like I said, I did nothing extraordinary. Just a friendly warning of the two officers standing outside should he tries to run away. " Ahhh, so that's why he gave up so easily. Still, Kaz kept it cool the whole way. You wish you had half of his moxie.

___________________________________

The ride had finally came to an end, you wanted to check out your old phone but you decided to do so later on. The station waiting for you had the same old stuff except for the increasing numbers of CPD officers; they had installed a checkpoint similar to the one between your district and Sanada. Naturally, Elves weren't searched as thoroughly as non-elves. What's next? Some cavity search?

"Your S.S.C is too low to enter Espara." The very last officer between you and the surface had stopped you "Go back."

"But I-"

"He is with me." Kaz had finally caught up with you. He actually had to sign some papers first, his S.S.C was at great risk if you screw up somehow.

"What are you doing?" The officer ignored you as he strapped your ankle with a monitor, doing the same for Kaz a few seconds later.

"Stay close to your friend. The monitor has a range of 100 meters. It will start beeping beyond that. Just so you know, we are everywhere."

"..." You had nothing to say to the elf. He did a fantastical job in ruining your mood. To rub salt into the wound, the strap was super tight around your ankle. You didn't bother asking him to loosen it a bit.

With that said and done, you finally made it back to the surface seeing Espara for the first time. You were too mad to appreciate its breathtaking beauty. It made Koris look like a backwater shithole with its spiraling skyscrapers, pristine infrastructure and an absolute ton of trees and foliage in every corner. If the second best district in Cairth was a paradise...how would good ol' Hileyeath look like?

>[Remain silent, follow Kaz]
>This is taurshit! Do I look like a criminal to you?
>Looks like we are 'stuck' together, eh? eh?
>I won't do anything stupid. Promise.
>Write in!
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>>4824979
>[Remain silent, follow Kaz]
>Take in the scenery, savor it
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>>4824979
>>This is taurshit! Do I look like a criminal to you?
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>>4824979
>>I won't do anything stupid. Promise.
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>>4825030
+1
We need to live in the moment and the cops aren’t worth our time.
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>>4825030
>>4825040
>>4825207
>>4825401

Espara is the place were most normal people dream of living there. It is feasible provided that you are an elf and you work hard. As for non elves, ehhhh.... It is a special kind of hell for them to be honest. Surrounded by elves from all sides doesn't feel great especially with you taking the menial jobs they are too high and mighty for the elves.

Nevertheless, you can't help yourself but to admire Espara. They had put a lot of pons in it and it sure shows. You can see Kaz living there in a couple of yea-

Oh, right.

You quickly took a glance at your glandless friend as he stretched a bit. Without his grit, he would have died years ago. Only the moons know how much time he had left...

"The convention center is this way." The place was surprisingly close, only a five minute walk from the substation. Boy oh boy, the place was huge! Three to four times the size of Cairth's Stadium with gargantuan bones surrounding its exterior. Yep, a weird mix of modern architecture and primeval design, something out of a fever dream.

"Damn." Although it was barely past 10 AM, there were literal hundreds of attendees already waiting in line. Good thing the convention center had multiple entrances. Things were going slow because they of the security checkpoints scanning every inch of your body. They have to be extra vigilant after all because the judges will be here too.

There were dozens of eager elves waiting up ahead, kinda reminds you of that queue line in the loveboat. Sadly, you can't get rid of them that easy. Now might be a good time to ask Kaz something.

>Say something to Kaz [Specify]
>Check your old phone.
>See if you can spot anyone you know around here.
>Write in
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>>4826673
>>Check your old phone.
Contacts, pictures, the works. Get saves and pass them to your new phone.
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>>4826673
>>Check your old phone.
If the elf's deleted our stuff we're going to make lust look like a minor flesh wound
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>>4826673
>Check your old phone.
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>>4826753
>>4826766
>>4826778

You couldn't wait any longer. You...you, oh no, it is happening again.

< Your Empyreal eye has found a memory from beyond >

+0+0+0+0+0+0+0+0+0+0+0++0+

A haze, so beautiful and soothing. It makes him forget his past, his present, his doomed future. He is a failure, a mistake. No loving father to set him on the right path, only a husk of a mother jumping from one man to another in the gurgling depths of Sanada under the cover of the night.

The haze comes in all shape and forms, it is his sole purpose in life. Without it, he will grow mad and desperate. The doors of opportunity are closed shut for a shambling corpse like him. All but one.

He doesn't know their names, it doesn't matter, he will do whatever they ask for a single whiff, a snort, a jab...anything to numb the pain. He will probably get caught but what options does he have? Last day of Satha, this is his deadline.

+0+0+0+0+0+0+0+0+0+0+0++0+

Well, that was something. It is less cryptic than last time, still vague as hell though. Now, what was this lanky elf up to? You can't imagine him doing any illegal thanks to his scrawny appearance and skittish altitude. Whatever, He better not dele-

MOON

DAMN

IT.

You were at the verge of breaking down. Tears barely held in check by your petrified eyes. Pictures, Videos, Recordings... most of them were deleted to make way for porn videos of all things. He was a degenerate who had various folders of each particular fetish neatly organized in your phone. The rest of your stuff were in a folder called 'Del l8er'.

Kaz knew that he couldn't reconcile you like at all. Once he noticed the name of the folders, he whispered, covering your screen "Best not to open them here, Some are not legal"

You failed to spot these nasty tags since there were so many of them. Slowly, you regained your composure for Kaz's sake. Otherwise, you would be sobbing like a bitch right now.

As for the contacts, he was too lazy to delete your old list. Good. He did add a bunch of new contacts, some of which stood out more than the rest:

SS1
SS2
SS3
SUP1
SUP2
DON1
DON2
MB1
MB2
BAD

The last number he called was SUP2, You wonder what you will do with these numbers. Any model citizen would give it to the CPD right away. They might keep your phone for good as 'evidence' or some taur. Maybe you can give the numbers to Miss Stag instead? Then again, she might not care about the whole thing and you really wanna avoid her these days. Sometimes, it is best not to get further involved in criminal stuff. You are under Miss Stag's protection, yes, but she is not watching over you 24/7.

>Call one of the new contacts in your old phone [Specify]
>Decide to give your phone to the CPD
>Decide to give your phone to Miss Stag
>Nah, you will keep your phone.
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>>4826879
>>Decide to give your phone to Miss Stag
It's sad, but I trust her more than the CPD to protect our slice of city
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>>4826879
>>Decide to give your phone to Miss Stag
It'll be an apology present.

But we should probably move that folder onto our phone before we do that
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>>4826934
Yeah, this too. Folder and numbers. Not the porn stuff, though.
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>>4826934
+1
Just delete all the porn though
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>>4826889
>>4826934
>>4826980

Yeah, better to give it to Miss Stag instead. She knows what she is doing. Maybe she won't be as pissed after giving her these suspicious contact infos. Anyways, it was finally your turn for another round security taurshit, you let them do their thing. They won't find anything on you no matter how hard they try.

You and Kaz had finally made it inside, with hundreds of attendees, it was kind of hard to breathe. The air felt somehow heavy even with all the fans and air conditioners around.

"This way." Kaz had no intrest in checking various shops near the entrance, you also wouldn't bother with them since they are above your current S.S.C. One escalator ride and a long hallway later, you reached Hall B where uuuh, what was the order again? Better ask Kaz.

" The Judges will deliver a speech from 11 to 2, then there will be an update on project Lunis from 2 to 4. After a short break, a traditional Cairthian play will celebrate Satha's return until 6."

"Oh shit," You just realized something " Does that mean Lev is gonna be there?"

"Most likely, Yes." Kaz replied, grabbing one of the flyers from one of those stands "Ah, looks like I was mistaken, the play will last until 8 not 6. Hmmm, this might mess up our nightly plans. " He gave you the flyer afterwards. A guy like Kaz is definitely into sophisticated stuff like that unlike you. Theatrical plays reeks of elven haughtiness.

>Sorry Kaz, but we will have to drop the whole play thing, I mean FOUR HOURS? Sheesh.
>We can practice any time. Better buckle up, because we are staying until the credits...err the bow thing. Does it have a name?
>Kaz, my man. We have the whole week off. We can easily do both.
>Write in!
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>>4828534
>>Kaz, my man. We have the whole week off. We can easily do both.

We can slack off, for today.
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>>4828538
+1. Time for fencing
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>>4828534
>Kaz, my man. We have the whole week off. We can easily do both.
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>>4828534
>Kaz, my man. We have the whole week off. We can easily do both.
The way of Cheibriados
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>>4828538
>>4828555
>>4828571
>>4828574

"..." The elf frowned but didn't reject your idea. Together, you entered the gigantic hall, there were a lot of empty seats but you have a feeling this won't be the case in about 30 minutes or so. Your seat was waaaay in the back. This was totally fine with you; Kaz would have spent literal thousands of pons for those front seats. Those mega screens plastered all over should provide a better alternative.

Kaz was having some trouble adjusting his seat, yours was totally fine though "Wanna switch seats?"

"That won't be... necessary." His seat was finally juuust right " I can't wait to see all of the judges together."

"Not gonna lie, I only care for Cidegeth's speech." You admitted.

"Come now, if the judges weren't remarkable individuals, they wouldn't have been chosen by the council... You do know all of them, correct?"

"Not really? There is guy who hated Judge Cidegeth and uuuh, the old lady? "

Kaz rolled his eyes, taking a deep breath " I suppose it falls upon me to educate you about our Judges..."

>Just a quick rundown
>We got time, I'd like to hear everything about them
>Actually, I had something else in mind to talk about [Discuss]
> I am just gonna check my old phone, sorry.
> Write in!
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>>4828615
>>We got time, I'd like to hear everything about them

Mmm yummy lore
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>>4828615
>We got time, I'd like to hear everything about them

Come on QM give us a big update
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>>4828703
>>4828621
aaa
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>>4828615
>We got time, I'd like to hear everything about them
DUMP EET
But take as much time as you need
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"Their official titles are Judge Magister of the elven city-state of Cairth. The Sword of the council. They are numbered with Judge Vanasgreth being the First Judge Magister and the First Sword, while Judge Cidgeth being the sixth in everything. Do you follow?"

"Yeah, but why six, exactly?"

"Because each Judge represents the knights of Variefath Uelan...the order of Six Swords. " Oh, right. You forgot about that. The flyer had pictures of the six judges, it should make things easier for you.

Hopefully.

"First Is Judge Vanasgreth..." Like the rest of the Judges, She wore her golden armour with pride never seen before. She had ten centuries under her age...an exceptionally rare feat for elves. Kaz told you that she is an excellent dueler who never lost a match. You would like to see her against that Qansous. That cheating spider wouldn't stand a chance against her.

Judge Vanasgreth spoke harshly against your favorite Judge. You don't like her, but you respect her for abandoning the last high king for the sake of the people of Cairth during the revolution. She wields two distinct rapiers which are as old as her.

"Secondly. We have Judge Gaern..." Known as the hammer of Satha, h devotes every atom of his body to the worship of the elven moon. A burly man who cares little for the spotlight or power, his armour is widely different from his fellow judge. He looks like one angry slab of divine retribution with that armour. Judge Gaern doesn't hide his hatred of non-elves. Everything is heresy in his eyes. Thankfully, he is kept in check by the council. This doesn't stop him for hunting the rare followers of Yenv.

His weapon is a large war hammer, which is contradictory to the usual graceful weapons elves wield. It goes without saying that he links the Holy Lune with the council, making sure that they won't abandon Satha.

"Thirdly, We have Judge Oriestinor..." The third sword of the council is more like the third dagger for her cruel and sadistic nature. She actively seeks non-elves dead (within legal perimeters) or make their lives as miserable as possible. To think that she had outdone her mother's vicious work.

Shortly after slipping into her mother's gilded shoes, Judge Oriestinor had revived the forgotten F'teethiem punishment. They would televise another brutal execution tomorrow since its the start of a new month.

An underhanded woman like her is born for espionage and every other dirty work the council would throw at her. She loves her pair of stilettos. This makes you wonder, how many have died by her cloak and daggers?

1/?
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>>4829135
"Fourthly, we have Judge Nethoriel...." Kaz express certain disdain towards her; When asked why, he said that there is nothing remarkable about her other than her lust for power. You would share his views in the following minutes. Judge Nethoriel is the richest woman of Cairth, owning A THIRD of the city-state. The council couldn't forget her father's financial contribution to the revolution but try as she might, she couldn't burrow inside the council itself, so being a judge was the better alternative.

Her ornate armour belongs to some fashion show, the woman being polar opposite of Judge Gaern, seeking any glimmer of fame. Despite all of her flaws, Judge Nethoriel is the money maker of Cairth. Her web of deals and investments are boosting Cairth's economy.

Her favorite weapon is a pair of pistols, each one is needlessly covered with precious stones. On a more personal note, She owns the med company who screwed you over.

You hate her guts already.

"Fifthly , We have Judge Zeykinth..." Ah yes, the seething Judge. Kaz stated that he was the 'cool' judge before Cidgeth. Everyone loved him because of his past as a giant monster slayer back when colossal monsters used to roam more freely. He is a tactical genius to boot, the council had trusted him with military affairs, though things have been peaceful in Cairth for like a whole century.

He doesn't own a single weapon like the rest, instead showing up with a weapon from his monster hunting days or a whole bundle of them so he can look more badass.

"Last but not least, We ha-"

" I know about Judge Cidgeth already!" You didn't want to tell him this but you were getting bored.

"Oh? Do you know of his diplomatic repertoire? He doesn't spend all day advocating for the rights of non-elves, by the by."

"Right, sorry...please continue."

"As I was saying, Jude Cidgeth often goes to other city-states. His mission is crucial to ensure stability across the region. He succeeded Judge Kevreth who did the unthinkable when he vouched for our newest half-elf Judge. He and the first sword are the only ones who refuses to abandon the rapier in favor of another weapon, and have my respect."

"Now, based on what I have said, I want you to rate all the judges from most favorite to least favorite with a proper reasoning behind your choice."

>[Rate the judges +why] [Specify]
>Kaz, I wanted a run down, not a multi-hour discussion on the Judges.
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>>4829145
>>4829135
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Alrighty, here's my list

1: Judge Cidgeth (champion of non-elvish rights, cool dude overall)

2: Judge Zeykinth (monster slayer and tactical genius, nothing actually bad about him)

3: Judge Vanasgreth (duelist who has never lost, abandoned the high king for the people, goes hard against Cidgeth)

4th: Judge Gaern (Also a massive racist, but is held back by the council. Also hunts down Yenv followers, which is quite rude)

5th: Judge Oriestinor (invented racism 2.0, brought back ancient punishments and records it live on tv.)

6: Judge Nethoriel (bought herself to a judges seat, practically owns the city, and her company ripped us off.)

If anyone can think of better reasons or alternative placings, please tell.
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>>4829145

1: Judge Cidgeth: Great guy fighting for peace. Sticks for his beliefs hard. I don't know about you but I don't want to die in a war.

2: Judge Vanasgreth. Cool old lady. Never lost at duelling. Seems like she has a stick up her ass, but looks strict but fair. Coiuld be a lot worse.

3: Judge Zeykinth. The monster hunter thing and not being horrible give him a lot of points. Not bad but he seems like a glory hog.

4th: Judge Gaern. This is where the shit starts. Why is there an outright fanatical racist in there? I guess Satha had to be represented, but wasn't there anyone else available?

5th Judge Nethoriel. Have I told youu about how I signed a contract to serve as a lab rat for one of her company and then they refused to pay me? Because it happened. Full of shit and probably causing more damage than the rest of the Judges combined. Still better than the last one.

6th: Judge Oriestinor. This woman should be in a jail or a madhouse. I don't really get why we have a declared sadist and torturer in our highest judicial organ. I really hope she falls down a couple of stairs and breaks something important.
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>>4830784
>>4830996

" Fair enough."

"That's it?" You raised an eyebrow. You expected him to pelt you with snarky remarks or something.

" Yes, It is refreshing to listen to a different take on our fair judges."

Well, That was weird. The place was nearly packed by the time Kaz had finished the quick rundown on the judges. Suffice to say, there were like a LOT of security just standing out like a sore thumb, Another thing you had noticed was the insane number of fake golden masks among the attendees. Obviously, they are supporters of Judge Cidgeth who got their hands on the cheap merch sold everywhere in Cairth. They couldn't wear the mask so they strapped it to their arms instead.

Everyone was quiet once the six swords of the council had arrived, their golden armour clanking with each step. What a sight. Something out of a movie, you swear.

Of all the judges, Only Judge Cidgeth bowed to the crowd once he was on stage. The Judges also had an elf in a black suit who had the sharp look of a politician. He was the first to address the attendees.

"Good People of Cairth. On the behalf of the council, I..."

"Huh? Where are the council guys?" You asked Kaz.

"They prefer to continue their work in the shadows, representatives like the elf on stage are their way of communicating with the masses."

"That's lame." You didn't focus as much with this guy; he had nothing to say but generic stuff. So bland.

Next up, Judge Vanasgreth aimed her speech at the youths of Cairth strongly urging them not to be shepherded around by current trends and what not. Clearly, she was taking a stab at Judge Cidgeth and his growing fans. She wished everyone happiness during the festivities.

"Well, that wasn't too bad." You found yourself clapping for her as many had done so. Judge Zeykinth was quick to regurgitate another monster-slaying tale. Yes, yes, everyone knows that you are the best , blah, bla-

"BORING!" Someone behind you had balls of steel to shout this word aloud.

"WHO SAID THAT?" Wow, what a crybaby. The same person chose to remain silent this time around for a myriad of reasons.

Judge Zeykinth repeated his question several times, already making a scene. Oh man, this will go on forever.

>[Continue watching him seething like that, It is fun.]
>"HE DID IT!" [Point at the guy]
>"I DID IT!" [Stand up like a retard for some reason]
> "BOOOOO"
>Write in!
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>>4831180
>>[Continue watching him seething like that, It is fun.]

...you think we should put him lower on the list?
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>>4831180
>>[Continue watching him seething like that, It is fun.]
We are not suicidal. Yet.
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>>4831215
I mean, it ain't a crime to be boring
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>>4831215
>>4831216

Kaz actually sighed out of relief, he didn't say it but he was expecting you to do something REALLY stupid. Who is laughing now, Kaz? You got the smarts!

It fell on Judge Gaern to shut the seething Judge up. The elven tank wasn't feeling alright, words were barely escaping its gilded prison " Brothers, Sisters... I regret to inform you of the passing of our Moon Priestess this morning, S-"

"Nooo!"

"Not on Satha's return!"

"Impossible!"

"SILENCE! Why are you crying? It is of the utmost honour for her to join our great divine especially in such occasion. What would she say upon seeing you crying like children?! Her passing was a peaceful one, pray to join Satha's embrace, pray to cleanse all heresies festering our world in his name, PRAY!"

Everyone was shocked by this sudden news but not you and ...Kaz? Wait a sec, did he really just say the Moon priestess???? You had the elf with the golden swan necklace in mind. Oh snap, that means both the candidate and the Moon priestess are dead. Who will succeed her then?

"PRAY!" Judge Gaern stomped the floor with his hammer repeatedly. He wasn't asking ... it was an order. You knew this specific moon priestess prayer by heart since it was one of the very first things you learned in school. Everyone, even the Judges, were praying for the safe return to Satha. It was kind of ironic of you remembering this prayer but being completely oblivious of the rituals associated with the funeral.

You asked yourself: Should you really pray for her? You barely knew the woman. You also didn't like the idea of being bossed around by a fanatical judge who actively seeks your demise... kinda.

You are too far away for someone to notice you if you chose to sit your ass down. Kaz won't snitch on you for sure. You should be mostly fine if you decided not to pray.

>Pray for the deceased Moon Priestess.
>Don't move a muscle. You won't join their prayers.
>Leave the hall while they are praying and stuff
>Write in!
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>>4831300
>>Pray for the deceased Moon Priestess
It's called being polite

And gaern has a big fuck-off hammer, so I'd rather not risk it
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>>4831300
>Pray for the deceased Moon Priestess.
It’s a pretty dickish move not to pray to a deceased person even if you didn’t know them.
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>>4831300
>Pray
I dont want to get the banhammer
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>>4831300
>Pray for the deceased Moon Priestess.
Amen.
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>>4831300
>Pray for the deceased Moon Priestess.
Imagine if that was Miss Yuni, or Johann's mom, or anybody else he cared about. It's the right thing to do
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>>4831305
>>4831711
>>4832359
>>4832361
>>4832993

You didn't like it at first, but you chose to join the prayer. Maybe she was a good person, maybe not. It's not up to you to decide.

You could hear a pin drop during the solemn prayers, the elves around you truly cared for the moon priestess, with Judge Gaern praying with the rest of them.

The Grave of Sibyl's will once more have to send young girls to their deaths with Satha sitting on his moonly ass. Lust had to kill the only candidate.

How infuriating.

It was Judge Nethoriel's turn. She took off her helmet revealing her own version of a perfect face. You can tell that she was under the knife a couple of times. Despite that, she looks far better than the bloated monstrosities addicted to plastic surgeries.

"You know what irritates me the most in Cairth? How entitled everyone is. We had a proposition the other day in the eternal palace. 'Raise the minimum wage' they said. My approval was crucial to pass the proposition..."

So much for celebration. She didn't give a taur about Satha. She probably loved the fact that she had the opportunity to pontificate.

"Do you know what I said? No."

"Why should we increase your pay if you are not willing to work harder and for longer hours? Inflation? Hardly, It is within acceptable rate. The work force, if you can even call it that, of Cairth is lazy. No free handouts for anyone!"

Since most of the audience was already rich, these words didn't matter to them. No, She was speaking to the people of Sanda, Midden, and Koris. Those who were struggling to make a living.

"Your sense of individuality is the problem. You think for yourself but not for your City-State, my father had left my family with scraps to fund the revolution. We had exactly 1923.5 crowns to our name.

"It fell upon my late uncle, then my late brother, and finally myself to rebuild House Nethoriel and Cairth from the ashes."

Judge Nethoriel had abandoned the stage, She walked among the audience, golden heels clicking on the floor

"The freshly hatched council wanted Cairth to be indebted to foreign powers while we rebuild. No, my uncle said. None shall touch Cairthian soil. She belongs to her people and her people only. We rebuilt, We prevailed. So don't go yapping on how 'Cruel' am I. It is efficiency that had made Cairth what she is: a regional power."

"Without my honorable house, you would be either grovelling at the low king's feet or you would be serving another city state who had gobbled up Cairth."

Your heart was beating like a drum as she was approaching your row all the way in the back. She stopped by an elf. "You, how many pons do you have in your account?"

"Hmmm, fifty million, give or take." Replied the smug elf, attempting to flex on the richest woman of Cairth.

"I can spend your 'hardly earned' pons every single week for the rest of my life and not lose 10% of my networth."

...You think your brain is having a stroke from all those numbers

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>>4833296
>>4831305
>>4831711
>>4832359
>>4832361
>>4832993

"I could have bought out the entirety of Cairth if I desired but I believe in a fair market. Monopoly is a dangerous thing that will stagnate any business without any contenders. "

Judge Nethoriel had returned back to the stage, satisfied with her little tour " I don't believe in charity. I believe in investments. If you are one of the unfortunate souls who have less than.... lets say ten thousand pons, I will transfer said number to your account expecting you to double it by the end of the month. Provide a legal proof of your investment and you will keep the money... fail to do so and I suppose you will have to pay me back with a little extra. "

The mega screens showed the number of the Statal bank of Cairth " Call now and you will have an extra thousand in your account. Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock."

You pulled up your phone immediately before Kaz's gentle but firm hands stopped you from dialing " Johann, Wait."

"Why? Free money!" You exclaimed, perhaps too loud.

"I have my doubts that you will amass 9000 pons. Remember, She said proof of an investment, so you can't just borrow some pons to add it to your account calling it a day. This is a trap. She is making the investment knowing that people like you will fall for it."

The investment would expire in a day it seems, the whole extra stack will vanish in just four more minutes.

>I will show you both that you are wrong about me [Call the bank NOW]
>Who am i kidding? A rock can invest better than me , You are right.
>Eh, I will call them later. I will miss on the extra grand but I need more info first.
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>>4833338
>>Eh, I will call them later. I will miss on the extra grand but I need more info first.

Talk to lawyer friend, find a place to invest. Get massive stonks
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>>4833338
>Eh, I will call them later. I will miss on the extra grand but I need more info first.

Hopefully that lawyer friend of ours might be able to make both Johann and Himself pretty rich with this.
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>>4833338
>>Who am i kidding? A rock can invest better than me , You are right.
Yeah, the girl can probably monitor our transactions and bankrrupt each of the poor sods that take the bet individually. Nah, thanks.
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>>4833447
Heh, now I realize. We cannot just change Makka into pon if we have to have a proof of investment, since that's an extralegal transaction.
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>>4833460
Yeah, no way we are making 9000 pons in a month by doing legitimate investment. And she hasn't even said what's the charge for fucking up. Obvious trap.
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>>4833482
That's why we are doing a bit of research,. We have a lawyer on call after all
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>>4833499
Um, I don't wanna waste our call on that. But yeah, hopefully he won't count it as our call.
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>>4833371
>>4833384
>>4833447

" She will drain you dry. Don't even consider it."

"Hehehe~" You snickered with a naughty smile "Yep, She'll drain me alright."

"Ugh," Kaz brought it on himself.

A few seconds later, Judge Oriestinor made no attempt for any flowery speech cutting off Judge Nethoriel right away " You know why am I here, you bloodthirsty maniacs, you! You want blood? You want justice? I have both!"

" Our special guest is a blaaaast frrom the paaaast." She kept twirling her stilettos as the audience were on fire already hooting and cheering without a single drop of blood.

" Anyone remember the whole revolution mmm, 120 years ago? Good times, wish I was there! Just imagine: Blue blood running like overflowing rivers. Corpses floating , face down, ass up...Urmgghh~" She actually moaned out loud. Wow.

" Imagine my shock when my little birds found the daughter of one of the Low King's personal guards..."

A half-elf with a shaved head was dragged to the stage . She was blindfolded , shackled and gagged, shouting muffled obscenities at the judges, most likely.

" Sooo many fake identities throughout the century, you are making me blush!" She planted her foot on the half-elf " You could have been a very good spy, Cairth needs a lot of you in the current....political climate. Shame about being a loyalist and all. Damn SHAME!"

Judge Oriestinor kicked the shackled woman in the guts, riling everyone up but Judge Cidgeth and Judge Vanasgreth. Kaz wasn't too pleased with it as well.

The sadistic elf crouched down to the loyalist removing the blindfold" Look everyone, She got plaaannns to bomb the council. Ooooooh, I am scared!" The mega screens show clear evidence of her intention to bomb the next council meeting under the cover of a janitor . She had spent the last decade without any ounce of suspicion.

"What should we do to filthy loyalist, ladies and gents?"

"KILL HER!"

"SLIT HER THROAT!"

"THROW HER TO THE ORCS!"

"CUT HER EARS!"

" BREAK HER LEGS!"

"RAPE HER, RAPE HER!"

Mass Hysteria was consuming everyone around you. Elves claim to leave savagery to 'lesser races' and here they are losing their minds over this loyalist.

"Mmngh~ delicious.." The 'Judge' removed her helmet just to lick the half-elf's pale skin, she savored that salty flavour "Let me hear those final words.... I want you to squeal like a gyag, beg for mercy. I'll make it quick."

Once the gag was removed , it was sheer anger that was spewing out of her aching mouth. One would expect it was primed at Judge Oriestinor but no...

It belonged to Judge Vanasgreth

"TRAITOR!" She barked " His Grace had entrusted you with his life! Was my father corrupt too? Did he deserve to die with a sword in his back?"

"Oooooh, the plot thickens. Got something to say, Judge Vanasgreth?"

"Accept your death with dignity, Faernshae." The first sword nearly whispered, looking the other way.

"So THAT is your true nam-" Her witty remark was cut off by one angry loyalist.

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>>4833371
>>4833384
>>4833447

"Dignity?" Faernshae's face was contorted with rage "DIGNITY?! You STOLE it from me. You STOLE my father, You STOLE my homeland. YOU STOLE EVERYTHING! EVERYTHING! TRAITOR! TRAITOR!"

"..." Judge Vanasgreth had a lump of words stuck in her throat. She was speechless.

"You, let me retain a shred of honour. I want to die fighting the traitor. I demand a duel" The loyalist showed no fear, her eyes were solely fixated on the silent Judge.

" Hmmm, I don't think so..." She raised her fancy dagger , ready to unleash a flurry of stabs only to have judge Cidgeth intervene. He pulled her hand away in the last moment.

" Loyalists must be trialed first and foremost. Summary execution is only reserved in times of instability and/or war..."

"So eager to protect your half-kith and half-kin, Judge Cidgeth? She is MINE to kill!" Her wicked smile was followed by an attempt to break free.

"Please, I do not wish to harm you." said Judge Cidgeth calmly, his iron grip didn't waver. The other judges were picking sides when the first sword had finally spoken.

" I will grant Faernshae her deathwish. Now is neither the time nor the place for it. You may step away, Judge Cidgeth. Judge Oriestinor will not hurt her."

The bloody judge grunted and groaned as she backed off. The Loyalist was gagged and blindfolded once more before getting escorted elsewhere. Such an anticlimactic end had left many with a bitter taste in their mouth.

"Last year was a lot nicer. Johann?"

"Yeah, Yeah, I am with you."

"Would you like to talk about what had just happened? Sharing your thoughts can be therapeutic."

>[Write in your thoughts!]
> Shit's too depressing man. Don't feel like it.
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>>4833809
>>[Write in your thoughts!]
>I just saw a Judge attempt to brutalize a tied up Elf in front of us. How anyone allows her anywhere near a position of power is beyond me
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>>4833827
+1
>"And it wasn't a non-elf either. Claiming supremacy doesn't work here."
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>>4833827
>>4834790

"The council must have a good reason to keep her around."

"Why do you guys trust a bunch of old men anyways? It is literally the same taur of the low king but with a different flavour. Don't deny it, man."

"Do you have a better alternative?" Kaz got you there. A city state must have someone on top otherwise it will be pure chaos.

For someone who loves delivering bolstering speeches, Judge Cidgeth simply said happy festivities to everyone and that was the end of that. It felt odd and strange as if he was lost in thought or something.

The next part is why people paid hundreds if not thousands of pons for; each Judge will answer ten random questions directed at them from the audience. Kaz had no questions for the judges but he offered you his number instead to double up your chance which is still pretty small. Your number(s) were 4943 and 4944.

>Write in a question for each judge [Specify]
>Don't bother, chance is too low anyways.
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>>4835288
>(whisper to Kaz) "Is this anonymous?"
>(whisper to Kaz) "I want to ask them about the things we see when we look up at the moons. Do you think any of them will be caught off-guard enough to betray anything? I just had the idea that maybe... maybe one of them knows about all this? Maybe we're not the only Persona users out there?"
Before I vote for any questioning
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>>4835312
" It is not anonymous if I recall. Please don't say that, the last thing we need is more attention directed at the Moonlit hunters and their relation to the moon." He whispered back, eyes checking if anyone heard you two.
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>>4835336
(ok cool thanks QM)
I'll leave the questioning to somebody else. Going over http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/4554156/ again with the information from this thread should be enough to come up with questions that'll cut through all the rest
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>>4835288
>>Don't bother, chance is too low anyways

Also I can't think of any questions
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>>4835577

You didn't bother, there is no way any of the judges will pick someone in the back row anyways. The overall questions asked were too boring and nonsensical with a single exception:

"Will Lady Lunaferyeth issue a statement today ?"

Judge Gaern gave a non-answer, meaning that the Council already knew about her death. Yes, this shouldn't be much of a surprise but you now are sure that they are hiding her death from the public.

How long can they keep it under wraps?
_________________________

Not all of the Judges had left once the team of researchers had arrived, they had the staff bring out some weird gizmos from the back stage. Both Judge Gaern and Judge Cidgeth were...arguing? You can't tell from your seat but it seems that Judge Gaern is the aggressor here...just what ticked him so bad like that?

The pioneers of project Lunis were mostly elves with the occasional human and dryad sprinkled here and there. They wore the same futuristic outfit as if they were part of a racing team or something.

"Oh shit, It's Lev!" You cried out loud. Some elves began to shush you.

"Her knees are wobbly, does she have stage fright? " Kaz had spotted Miss Not-so-perfect, refuseijg to make direct eye contact with the attendees while standing away from the rest of her team. The team who were busy waiting for the staff to set their science stuff on stage. You can see tons of cables running all over the stage.

"She is under a lot of pressure, give her a break."

"Hmph, She should have prepared better. Now, 'Lev' will embarrass herself and her team." Your buddy was having none of that.

"Everyone, Please give a warm welcome to the researchers who will unmake the impossible, who will draw us closer to the moons. The Stars of Project Lunis!" The high-spirited announcer made way for a relatively short, auburn-haired elf in a suit with a pair of sharp glasses.

Wait, is this guy a researcher too? Why isnt he wearing the same outfit like the rest?

"Thank you, thank you. Charming as ever, Cairth. I am Zoffarneath or Zoff, head of this team of miracle workers. But I assume you already know that. We promised you a breakthrough and by Satha we will!"

This Zoff guy had his team assemble a large device behind him, it looked like a microscope on steroids with several tuning forks making a low pitched hums and two saucers in the bottom plus ten mechanical arms holding a mirror of sorts.

There were several control panels attached to the device, and you can't imagine the consequences of a single mistake right now. That thing is worth millions at the very least.

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>>4835916
Zoff lit up a cigarette while the rest of his team were almost done with said device " I can read your minds: 'Whatyya cooking back there, Zoff?' Magic! Reality-bending tricks that will bring us closer to the moon!

He paused for a second, reconsidering something. "The star of the show should do the talking, time-out is over, pumpkin."

Lev took several meek steps toward the microphone, She was about to pull out a sanitizer when Zoff forcibly pulled her to his side, his right arm already slithering around her.

"What the-?" You couldn't believe it, Lev didn't bother to pick up the sanitizer on the floor, She didn't offer any resistance like at all. The Lev you knew would freak the moon out. Your eyes widened as the elf sniffed her hair, letting out an audible sigh of satisfaction " Now THAT'S the smell of success...and a good shampoo. Which brand?"

" I-i-i-um, w-wel-"

"Come on, buttercup, this is your time to shine! The whole world is waiting to hear about Cairth's little surprise!" He kept rubbing her back vigorously to 'encourage' her.

Lev kept dripping letters and incoherent words instead. You were at the edge of your seat unable to see Lev embarrassing herself like that. The impatient crowd didn't help either.

"Johann, don't. You will make things worse." Kaz gave you a fair warning for he knew what you are about to do.

"She is flopping out there, I gotta say something to encourage her." You will have burn out your lungs so she can hear you from where you sitting.

"It's a bad idea, trust me."

>Encourage Lev by crying something out loud [Specify IN CAPITAL LETTERS ONLY]

>Follow Kaz's advice and keep your mouth shut.
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>>4835973
>>Follow Kaz's advice and keep your mouth shut.

Kaz if this goes wrong I will smack you
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>>4837529
>Keep your mouth
I hope I knew what to say to her
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>>4837529
>>4837583

"T-the E-Epsilon wa-ve D..d-disru-"

"For the love of.." just for the briefest of seconds, Zoff had lost his cool " Sorry folks, Our princess is having some technical difficulties. Poor girl was working day and night on this device, She'll answer all of your questions when the show is over."

Lev stepped away from the spotlight, retreating to a small chair in the back. Her bloodshot eyes were glued to the floor.

" My sweet pea was trying to speak of the Epsilon Wave Distruptor. Ooooh, sounds ominous, am I right? Well, to put into simpler terms: The reason we can't land on the moon or really get into space exportation are because of extra-dimensional waves emitted from all the moons."

The mega screen already had a demonstration of what he was talking about "We got roughly 18 types of these nasty waves, some can and will fry our unmanned spaceships, others will rearrange genetic code before sucking you to the other side like what happened to Daisy the space Gyag. They continue to impede our progress.."

You heard a lot of ooohs and aaahs among the audience as Zoff continued "But what if I told you that we can disrupt some of these wave? Epsilon is by far the weakest of the bunch, that bad boy behind me will puncture a little hole in the fabric of time and space! You heard me right, we'll create a mini-convergence of our own. Isn't that exciting?!"

No way, he is gotta be speaking out of his ass, Lev can't be THAT smart to tear reality itself " We are taking a huge risk here ladies and gentlemen, millions of pons are gone for a live feedback at the surface of Satha to prove that we are the real deal. See that cigarette butt? It will be the first elf-made object to be translocated to the moon! Buckle up, You are in for a ride."

The device started to whir a few seconds later, the whole team was doing calibrations and what not after Zoff inserted the cig into its designated slot. The mega screens had a countdown of a full hour with a live footage of the outer atmosphere, the last frontier between this world and pure darkness.

As expected, the footage had some minor visual glitches. The closer you got to any moon, the more distorted things will gets. The longest record for any moon exploration was 20 seconds be it from stuff like megascopic recording or what is refereed as 'suicidal landing' since any spacecraft had never made it to the surface.

Part of you wanted to smack Kaz right now, you knew that you had to trust your guts on this one but who knows: maybe you would have made it worse, you are notorious for that.

Great, now you have to wait a full hour for something interesting to happen. What you are gonna do now? Your stomach is growling like a fasting centaur.

>Say something to Kaz [Specify]
>Screw it, shout something inspirational and probably stupid to Lev [SPECIFY ONLY IN CAPITAL LETTERS]
>Leave the hall for now, catch some fresh air but don't wander off too far away
>Check your old/new phone [Specify]
>Write in!
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>>4837757
>>Say something to Kaz [Specify]
>Thanks, for keeping me from doing something stupid again. You're a good friend

Kaz appreciation post
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>>4837819
+1 best bro deserves that
how can one elf be this repeatedly and impossibly based?
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>>4837819
>>4839238

" I will admit, I never liked this Zoffarneath fellow, did you know that he allegedly killed his wife and twin daughters?"

"Really?" Well, that came out of nowhere.

"This is my theory at least, both of them had perished in a house fire... a perfect cover up if you asked me."

"You can take off your tin foil hat, Kaz. My foster dad also had died in a house fire. Do you think his death was part of some wild conspiracy?"

"Who knows? Nothing is impossible after our para-natural ventures." He does have a point. If only you could tell him about hrrrrgmm, about hrrrruuugh. You give up once again.

____________________________

" Look, It is happening!"

"That can't be real!"

"RECORD THAT SHIT!"

Everyone was at the edge of their seats once the cig started to levitate after an hour of pretty much nothing. You couldn't believe your eyes, is this real??

The humming sound of the tuning forks grew louder and louder to the point that those in the front seats were covering their eyes.

"MOVE!" Lev suddenly snapped out of her miserable state , almost pouncing on the control panel.

"WHATS GOING ON SUNSHINE??!" Zoff had to shout during this soon-to-be disastrous malfunction.

" ABNORMAL GS-3 FLUCTUATIONS, THE EPSILON WAVES ARE GAINING MORE STRENGTH." Lev replied, ears and nose already bleeding.

"Satha's above! You are incurring his wrath, I shouldn't have allowed such blasphemy! None shall defile his sacred grounds!" Hammer in hand, Judge Gaern approached the device, ready to smash it to pieces. Zoff was trying to stop him but his glasses were outright shattered from the vibrations.

"THERE!" Lev pressed something just a few seconds before Judge Gaern would pulverize her work. The cig had actually vanished leaving a shockwave that knocked her away.

"Hmph." Judge Gaern turned his back on the device, returning to Judge Cidgeth who was silently monitoring the situation.

"N-now for the moment of t-truth..." Zoff reached for a second pair of glasses while his team were helping Lev to stand up.

The space camera zoomed at a particular spot on Satha, the visual glitches grew even further with each passing second. Then suddenly, a cig popped out of existence before the connection was lost.

Needless to say,you, Kaz, the attendees and the whole world had gone bananas.

"WE DID IT! WE DID IT!" Zoff took off his jacket and cravat . He had every right to lose his collective shit after defying all laws of physics.

As for Lev, She was swarmed by the medical staff who were taking care of her. She looked a bit disoriented but she will be fine, right? They didn't leave via the back stage exit for some reason, instead, they walked right past you straight to the main exit. You thought there would be a trail of journos , some of her team and other fans behind her but there were none; too busy celebrating this event, they were.

1/2
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>>4839238
>>4837819
The two judges had also chosen to leave quietly without any escort or something...well, Judge Cidgeth doesn't like having any bodyguards like at all. This might sound crazy but if you are fast enough, you can catch up with them. You always wanted to have the honour to speak with Judge Cidgeth. This might be your only chance!


>Celebrate with Kaz [Specify what to say/do]
>Leave the hall, see if you can catch up with the two judges.
>Leave the hall, see if you can check on Lev
>Write in!
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>>4840010
>>Celebrate with Kaz [Specify what to say/do]
>Take a selfie with Kaz with your phone
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>>4840100
+1
YES!
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>>4840010
>Celebrate with Kaz
"MY MAN. Let's go meet with the judges to celebrate!"
>Selfie marathon
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>>4840100
>>4840105
>>4840281

"What?"

"You know you want to..." You really didn't give him a chance to reply before coiling around him for a quick selfie.

"Turn around, I wanna have the stage in the background " Another selfie taken with a very confused Kaz.

"Come on, another one!"

"I..."

"Gimme some wacky faces! There you go!"

"Ugh."

You snapped like twenty pics in rapid succession. Damn, part of you wished that you went for photography instead of cooking.

"Huh. you don't smile a lot, do you?" Yep, pretty of grumpy faces.

"Why should I?"

"You gotta cheer up more, my dude. You know, for yourself and your lucky one who might be around the corner just waiting for a pearly smile."

Oh crap. You shouldn't have said that " What part of a ' I don't seek any relationship' don't you understand? It is pointless to pursue such trivial things when one's time is short in this world."

>So you wanna die a virgin or something?
>They might find a cure for you, just you wait!
>S-sorry, didn't mean to bring this up.
>Your bloodline must continue! What are you gonna say to your ancestors when you meet them?
>Always look to the bright side of life, Kaz. Enjoy it while you still can
>Write in!
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>>4841771
>Kaz, turn that around. If you have limited time in here, why would you limit yourself in such a way? People are the BEST part of the world.
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>>4841785
Support
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>>4841785
>>4841886

"Lest I forget what awaits me." Here we go again, talking all uppity on your ass " This grim reminder must accompany me wherever I go."

"Yeah, great." You got nothing else to say to MCedge over there.

Aw man, your stomach is killing you. Hunger-driven words just came out of your mouth without thinking "I am staaaaarving."

"Well, I suppose we could enjoy a decent lunch during the break. Although...."

"Don't tell me, most food are no-go for non elves."

"Correct." At least your friend doesn't fall for the taurshit of his people.

You and Kaz had gone straight for the food court which was loaded with tons of people, you had to squeeze through several queues just to claim an empty table.

"Feels like Koris alright." Everyone is equal when they are hungry " Should I go?"

"No, I am afraid some might refuse serving you in the first place. Stay here." Sigh, guard duty it is.

You protected his plastic chair from at least three elves who thought they could yoink it from your clutches.

"What is taking Kaz so long?" you muttered to yourself, your mouth is already watering in anticipation.

The champion had arrived with two plates full of blue pasta with a giant steak right in the center. The steak had ten toothpicks stuck out of it, each one had a teeny tiny lottery ticket.

First things first, gotta check those babies first. The result was....

1/2
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>>4841785
>>4841886

...disappointing, as usual. If you had to guess, they hadn't printed out the lucky numbers just yet, waiting on stupid people like yours truly to waste all of their pons on more lotto tickets.
Kaz began to slurp the blue pasta in the most elegant way possible leaving you with a meal begging to be gulped down in one go.

>[Start digging in]
>[Chew your steak slowly]
>Uuuh, Kaz? You sure I can eat this ? I don't want to waste my future over some pasta.
>This looks... kinda suspicious.
>Can you bring some ketchup?
>How much? Can't let you pay up for everything.
>Write in!
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>>4842060
>I don't wanna be too much of a bummer but...wanna talk about what happened with Lust? Or rather, what's going to happen to the rest of the sins.
>Start digging in. We are hungry.
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>>4842060
>>[Start digging in]

Well, so as the elf romans do
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>>4842066
>>4842071

" Look at us, Johann." Kaz got more serious than usual " You, me and Maq... mere infants unable to harness the true power bestowed upon us. Had there been another way, we couldn't have uncovered with what little time we had."

"Yeah, but-"

"It was personal, Maq, She was defiled by a filthy orc. I told you it was my burden to suffer."

"Listen, Kaz." You couldn't bear another interruption " We can't go around killing sins. This ain't us. Shit like that will taint your soul. Besides, people are talking about us like mad...at least in Koris."

The whole idea of the Moonlit hunters delivering cosmic justice hasn't burrowed in the minds of the people of Espara although someone did ask Judge Garen about the gang and that super rare moon occurrence, the Judge dismissed the question in the first place.

"I wholeheartedly agree, since we are already exposed to the public, we must improve our reputation." Oh, well alrighty then.

"Wait, just like that?"

"Yes, provided that we can actually find an alternative method in doing so. I suggest exploring more of the Moonworld."

With that said, the two of you were slurping up that blue pasta which turned out to be pretty good, you couldn't exactly tell what kind of sauce they were using.

"Oh man, I am kinda full."

"Odd, you haven't touched your steak." Kaz was half way through his though to be frank, his pasta plate was smaller than yours.

"Can I wrap this up or something?" Kaz didn't say anything , eyes darting over a table on your right. The couple barely touched their meals, all of it went to the trash a few seconds later.

" Leftover Take-aways and the like are non-existent in Espara due to its association with ...poorer individuals. "

"Dude, you gotta eat mine."

"That will be over my limit, sorry."

>I am sorry Mr.Steak, I can't eat you... [Sob internally]
>I am NOT letting this steak go to waste [Chew slowly]
>Well SCREW ESPARA, I am taking this steak with me! [Wrap it up in a couple of napkins]
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>>4842158
>>Well SCREW ESPARA, I am taking this steak with me! [Wrap it up in a couple of napkins]
Wrap it in napkins, shove it in a pocket, and hope people don't pickpocket our steak
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>>4842177
>Well SCREW ESPARA, I am taking this steak with me! [Wrap it up in a couple of napkins]
NO DIGNITY, NO PROBLEMS
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>>4842158
>Well SCREW ESPARA, I am taking this steak with me! [Wrap it up in a couple of napkins]
Imagine the faces of scummy elves when they try to pickpocket this dumb human, only to find a big piece of meat. Prime opportunity for Johann to say a dumb phrase like "Do you do this every day? Just shove your hand into guys' pants and grab their meat?" or something else that's fitting and implies the pickpockets are faggots
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>>4842177
>>4842204
>>4843428

"What are you doing?"

"Saving it for later." you ignored his bewilderment as you wrapped the delicious steak in napkins.

"Johann, please." He begged " Have some standards.."

"I ain't got none." You said it loud and proud attracting even more attention. The mummified steak was surprisingly warm in, It didn't fit the entirety of your pocket so you had a part of it bulging outside like a fat wallet.

"HAHAHA STEAKBOY STEAKBOY!" said a little shit behind your back, a little elven boy who kept pointing at you while recording on his phone. His parents who did nothing to stop him were smirking the whole time. Of course they would be fine with their child making fun of a non-elf. If a ten year old kid can do it, others will soon follow.

Kaz, on the other hand, had given up covering his hand in his hands out of the sheer embarrassment you are putting him through.

>Stand on the table, say something to everyone looking at you [Specify]
>Surrender to the crushing classist pressure and throw the steak in the bin.
>Slap the little squirt with the steak
>Say something to the kid's parents [Specify]
>Just get outta here with Kaz
>Write in!
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>>4843634
*covering his face
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>>4843634
>Just get outta here with Kaz
NO SHAME

Also, >>4843428 made me laugh
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>>4843634
>>Just get outta here with Kaz
They don't understand us
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>>4843681
>>4843746

That kid better not post this shit on social media, anyways, you left the food court with Kaz and one juicy steak. Time to head back to the hall.

The stage looked kinda different with all of these props around, lots of trees and bushes... just how are these related to Satha again?

" You sure this is the right play, Kaz?" You asked.

"..."

"Kaz?"

"Amazing, you are truly amazing, Johann." came his reply " Should I be pity your lack of self-awareness ? Should I be disgusted instead ? Once again, you have showed short-sightedness and selfishness. Not an ounce of self improvement either."

" All of this rant for a piece of steak?"

"It is the concept itself. Pardon my language but you think like an animal... or an orc according to some. Due to our recent...ventures, I feel obliged to uplift your from current state of mind. You live in a society with its own set of laws, both written and unwritten."

" Dude, you are making a issue out of nothing, just chill."

"Ah, there you are...ignoring or deflecting your innate issues. You do not want to change for the better. I can understand your desire to remain who you are which is why I am going to ask you a very important question."

"Shoot." Can't say no to him anyways.

"When I find an irredeemable, revolting, infuriating action of yours in the future - be it in this world or in the moonworld - should I try to correct you or should I swallow my disappointment knowing that you will ignore my calls? I do not wish to ruin our relation. Half answers are not accepted."

"What happens if I said yes?"

"I will offer my advice whenever the chance rises. I will do my best to correct your social behavior."

"How about no?"

"Then, I won't waste my breath knowing that you are a lost cause. That doesn't mean that I won't stop you if you are going to perish in the moonworld. Moonlit Hunters must stick together."

Blegh, Kaz might have good intentions but he wants to turn you into an elf or something. Who the fuck cares about these Espra snops anyways? You don't respond well with pesudo-orders like this one.


>You got me. From now on, I will be more open to your advice and stuff.
>You just gonna accept me as I am. No way around it.
>This is stupid. I am not answering your question.
>You are the selfish one, Kaz. Not me.
>You know what? I wanna return home. Just let me outta this shitty district.
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>>4843921
>>You got me. From now on, I will be more open to your advice and stuff.

Ok, so maybe shoving steak into our pocket was a bit uncouth
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>>4843921
>You are the selfish one, Kaz. Not me.

I mean, he is just trying to impose his bullshit on us. Like, what the hell, elf? Johann might be a mess but at least he doesn't have to kill his friends with his ultimate move. We are not the best on the responsability department, but at least we don't try to impose our view on everything.
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>4843924
>>4845503
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>>4843924
>>4845503

"I am glad that we have reached an agreement. Oh look, the show is about to start."

Way to go, Kaz. Closing the conversation after getting what you had wanted. Still, He is your friend...elven friend. You don't have a lot of those for a good reason; arrogance and that trademark uppity altitude. You can't stand both.

Moving on, the play was about a certain moon priestess and her devotion to Satha. Nothing out of the ordinary here except the part about the race of the obsidian giants somehow threatening Cairth? Pretty sure this play had no real life counterpart since these giants didn't leave their continent in the first place.

Everyone and their mothers were speaking ye olde elvish, you could barely understand what is going on. Supposedly, The giants were worshiping the 'non-moons' which was the big bad of this play. Through the power of faith and elven friendship, evil was vanquished blah blah...

Congratulations, you have just wasted four hours of your life on the most boring play in existence. To top it off, you are here because of Kaz who doesn't appreciate it the slightest seeing you as an embarrassment or some taur. At least, it was over.

"Johann, I was thinking..." He stopped you for a second as you were close to the exit " My father and brother won't be in my place of residence. Woul-"

"Your what?"

"Home, My home." He was irritated by your interruption "No one to bother us....Should we choose to practice there. It is up to you."

>Alright! I always wanted to see the 'residence' of the mighty Kaz.
>Why don't we go to the underbridge instead?
>Sorry man, I am kinda busy, another time?
>Yeah, right. Don't take this the wrong way , but I think I had enough of you. Let's meet later or something.
>Write in!
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>>4845627
>>Alright! I always wanted to see the 'residence' of the mighty Kaz.

We do have to practice so we don't get arrested
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>>4845634
+1
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>>4845634
>>4845692

"Off we go then."

___________________________

AFTERNOON

___________________________

Ah, the sweet polluted air of Koris, you will take it any time over the 'fresh' air of Espara. You are never going back to that place ever again.

"We will be walking from here on." The bus had dropped you in one of the corners of Koris. The spirit of the festivities began to fade away the closer you two were to his home.

"Uuuh, Kaz? Are you sure we in the right place?" You asked while chewing your delicious steak which was STILL warm by the way. Eyes all over cracked streets and rusty old street lights.

"Yes." You have never been into this part of Koris before, the rows of abandoned buildings eaten by time were quite depressing to look at. Some had few unlucky orcs and humans who were barely putting any effort to celebrate. The shops around here looked miserable, barely having anything on display. It was clear that anyone who could have fled this dying shithole had done so ages ago. Working cars were few and far between, the rest had been picked clean.

You were overwhelmed by sadness and a sense of nostalgia upon seeing dilapidated buildings, claimed by either the elements or house fires leaving a husk of rotten wood and collapsed rooftops. As for the CPD, there were only a single elf officer in sight drinking his problems away inside his car.

Ten minutes of silent walking had passed, still no sight of Kaz's home. Aw man, you shouldn't have gone to this bleak-ass p-

"CAW!"

"CAW CAW!"

"GAH!" A murder of crow had startled you, it was quite hard to spot them in this time of the day. They were resting over a broken monument which had only its feet left. The crows were in the background all along, silently watching you twp.

"Ssssh! Go away!" You didn't like them one bit. Some were too stuburon to leave however.

"Johann, this one is made out of bronze."

"No wa-Oh, right." Now you are beginning to notice a lot of these little buggers scattered all over whatever this place is called.

>Are we there yet?
>Seesh Kaz, How do you live in this shithole?
>What is wrong with this place?
>[Say nothing]
>What is it with the crow statues? they are creepy...and misleading.
>Write in!
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>>4845816
*of crows
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>>4845816
*watching you two
Snail can't write apparently.
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>>4845816
>>What is it with the crow statues? they are creepy...and misleading.
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>>4845816
>>What is it with the crow statues? they are creepy...and misleading.
Holy shit, where do you live Kaz?
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>>4845816
>What is it with the crow statues? they are creepy...and misleading.
Kaz’s neighborhood sounds based as fuck
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>>4845816
>What is it with the crow statues? they are creepy...and misleading.
>Why is your neighborhood this cool?
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>>4845816
>What is it with the crow statues? they are creepy...and misleading.
>Why is your neighborhood this cool?
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>>4845925
I’ll add a
>Why is your neighborhood this cool?
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>>4845932
Chabnging to this
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>>4845833
>>4845871
>>4845925
>>4845932
>>4846504

" The House of Eztavaib was always fond of their light brown or caramel crows. " Too bad they were covered in greenish rust, same statues were missing their beaks, others were rendered headless instead.

"Brown crows? Never heard of them."

"It is a long story." He wasn't in the mood. More walking, the snow had made exceptionally tricky to avoid the big ass holes on the side walk. Luckily for you, Kaz was your silent guide.

" Why is your neighborhood this cool?"

"Cool?" Kaz stopped dead in his tracks, turning to face you "Pray tell, What did you find 'cool' in this heap of an estate?"

"Seesh man, why do you always take the wrong wa-....waaaait a sec, what estate?"

"Johann, What is my name?"

"Kaz, Obliviously."

"My *full* name?"

"Ohhhh, " You didn't think of it this way "Kaz-zzz Van something, the third?"

"Kazeyrl Von Eztavaib III."

Then it hit you like one angry mallet " That means..."

"Welcome to my family's estate." You found yourself standing before a large three-floored manor on top of a hill. The property ,which spanned over dozens of acres, was fenced off but overgrowth had claimed much of it. The only exception was a nice cobblestone path leading to the main structure.

Much like that tower in your academy, Kaz's manor had also plants thriving in the snow, their glowing blue hue had caught your attention.

"Good Afternoon, Goirfnaest. Will you open the gate for us?" Kaz spoke through the intercom.

"Yessss, Master Kazeyrl." A distorted thing replied from the other side. He sounded like an freaky accident between a grinder and a bagpipe. Not pleasant at all.

" While our butler had developed thick skin across centuries of physical and verbal abuse, I prefer not to acknowledge his....disfigurements. No whispers behind his back either."

>Duuuude, you owe me so many questions right now.
>Daaaaammmn, that's not a manor, that's a palace! Where are you hiding your pons, Kaz?
>Oh great, An ugly butler, what do you we next in line of creepy stereotypical rich elven families?
>Got it. Besides, he can't be THAT disfigured, right?
>[Ask Kaz a SINGLE question] [Specify]
>I wish we had brought Maq along for the ride...
>Write in!
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>>4847694
>Kaz, I am not jerk enough to laugh at someone because of how they lo...wait a second, centuries of physical and verbal abuse? What the hell, Kaz?
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>>4847709
+1
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>>4847709
Support
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>>4847709
>>4847714

"This was before my time. I treat Goirfnaest justly." He whipped out a response right away.

"Oh really?" You were quite skeptical.

"You can ask him if you don't believe me." Awkward silence lingered between you two while the poor butler had let you inside. You thought he would trudge his way to open it up , thankfully, the gate was an automatic one. You and Kaz were good to go after that buzzing sound coming out of the gate.

"Sooo, where are we going?" There was an insane amount of windows and doors to the Manor. Strangely enough, a large number of these beautiful windows were boarded up. It was clear that the manor were slowly crumbling away with little to no effort for maintenance.

" Quite the predicament, I can't allow you to enter the manor itself. Shame about that, I suppose our fencing hall will do."

You were about to ask why when someone emerged from the shadows holding a flash light. If Kaz didn't warn you, you would freak the hell out...

" Is this a friend of yourssss, Master Kazeyrl?" Is this a human? no way... an elf? his ears were cut off, hence the confusion. Maybe he wasn't born with them in the first place? Never thought you would see such an ugly and disfigured elf like Goirfnaest. Where to even begin?

He had a hunched back with several notable lumps here and there, his pallid skin has a lot of scaps and blackish spots nearly everywhere while his head looks like a potato thanks to his uneven chin, bulging right eye and nightmarish set of rotten teeth.

What else? There is the obvious lisp of course and his left chicken hand, so tiny in comparison to the rest of his body. He is like a mole rat with mere hints of white hair here and there. Finally, his right knee cap was either inverted or it healed for that disfigured state. However, you can tell he is doing his best to look presentable, his outfit (and his perfume surprisingly enough) were top notch.

" Yes, This is Johann Fol. My biology partner and my fencing protege."

"What a rare and delightful occasssssion. A friend of Master is always a friend of mine." Is this a bow or a half bow? Hard to tell.

>Uh, hi [Wave]
>Just so you know, me and Kaz are kicking some ass out there.
>Did Kaz ever abuse you in any way, Goirfnaest?
>Protege? Who in the hell are you calling a protege?!
>Dude, you are an elf yourself! How can you live like that?!
>Write in!
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>>4847838
>>Uh, hi [Wave]

What a nice looking fellow
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>>4847838
>"Oh, thank you, Mr.Goirfnaest."
>Awkwardly bow back.
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>4847838

Tie break inbound
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>>4847852
>>4847855

The awkwardness had reached critical levels when the butler bowed back...back?

" Master Kazeyrl, ssssshould I inform the other Masters of the manor of Master Johann's arrival?" Sheesh, How many Master can you fit in single sentence, you old butler?

"That won't be necessary. I'd appreciate your discretion in the matter."

"Of coursssse , Master. My lipssss are sealed." Nodding was somewhat difficult for him so Goirfnaest bowed again before returning to his shadowy duties.

"Thank you, you might not see this but My butler is dear to me. He was my true friend for the most of my childhood...aside from my persona of course." Oh right, his imaginary friend.

"Can we get inside now? I am freezing."

"Yes, follow me." You went to the right side of the Manor, you couldn't see any notable structure in sight.

That was until Kaz had struggled a tad to open a hatch " Watch your steps, it tends to be slippery down there. Close it behind you, please."

"What's this? A bunker?" Kaz probably didn't hear your question. That made little sense to you; why would a rich elven family hide like rats down here?

The bunker was a little complex on its own housing several locked rooms and one big hall refurbished for fencing purposes. It had it all: Fencing suits, Rapiers (either neatly stacked in a rack or mounted), a fire place plus two comfortable chairs next to a gramophone and loads and loads of trophies , medal and cups, all neatly organized inside display cases.

"Shall we start?"

>Ready when you are!
>But Kaaaazz, I wanna go inside your cool Manor!
>Gotta ask first...[Specify]
>Write in!
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>>4848050
>Hell yeah!
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>>4848050
>>Hell yeah!

Can't wait to get our asses kicked. Again
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>>4848127
>>4848663
You learned the importance of losing today. It didn't made any sense at first but it was crucial against superior opponents since you are luring them into a false sense of security. Once they had underestimated you long enough, you can strike fast and hard.

"Gimme a break!" Unfortunately, Kaz was just too good to let his guard down. He kept whopping your ass until you were toast.

" I suppose that is indeed enough." He panted a little, both of you were all sticky and gross by the end of it "Come, the shower is this way,"

"Whaaat? Ewww. I am not going in with you!"

"That wasn't-Ugh." Kaz was too frustrated to continue, he showed you that each bathing unit -he had five of those- was separate from the other.

"Ahem, sorry about that heheehe..." Nicely done, Johann.

_________________________

One nice warm shower later, you got out with a towel wrapped around your waist. Now, where did you put your clothes?

"Kaz, where is-"

"Johann," Your elven friend, who was also in towel mode, tried his best to calm down but he failed miserably at it " I want you to hide in this room, in the darkest corner, now!"

Kaz had little time to explain what was going on, however, the sounds of heavy steps echoed through the bunker could be related to him panicking like that.

The room waiting for you had bathing supplies and such, you couldn't see much of it but you can smell the layers upon layers of dust. Your nose was already getting twitchy.

>But where are my stuff? I will catch a cold or something walking half naked like that!
>What is going on, Kaz? Are you really that ashamed of me?
>Got it. [Head inside]
>Forget it, not going there.
>Write in!
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>>4852183
>>Got it. [Head inside]

Commencing virtuous mission
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>>4852183
>Got it. [Head inside]
>Try not to make any noises at all
Really hope whoever is coming won’t find out stuff before we do.
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>>4852183
>Got it. [Head inside]
+TENSE
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>>4852187
>>4852192
>>4852194

This sounded serious, so you went into hiding straight away. Time for questions will be later.

The most natural spot to hide was inside a closet among what you assumed to be a pile of unused towels, it should keep you warm while Kaz is dealing with whoever is forcing you to hide in the first place.

Both the warm shower and the dusty coziness of the towels were making you feel real sleepy. You closed your eyes just once before flaring them wide open upon hearing a muffled shout. It sounded like someone is calling out Kaz or something. You couldn't hear much from where you were hiding... only more muffled words, a heated exchange of verbal daggers which didn't intend to stop any time soon.

Your curiosity wants you to step out of your hiding spot and look through the key hole. Gluing your ear to the door will also help you to dispel these muffled words. Technically, you would still be hiding.

Your nose better not blow your cover with an unwanted sneeze, or things would get awkward.

>Stay where you are, Eyes open
>Just...close your eyes, rest for a bit.
>Peeping Johann time.
>Expose yourself to the mysterious figure, Kaz needs your help!
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>>4854075
>Peeping Johann time.

Come on, they are to busy arguing to check the keyholes
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>>4854075
>>Stay where you are, Eyes open

Let's not risk it for the biscuit
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>>4854075
>Stay where you are, Eyes open
do as you are told
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>>4854768
>>4854800
>>4854853

++Skill
+++++++++++++++Kaz [Rank up ready!]

It was very difficult not to satisfy your curiosity but in the end, you didn't want Kaz to get into trouble. Besides, It is pretty comfy in the closet so it is a win-win situation for you. Things were finally getting quiet, Come on Kaz, where are you?

"All clear." Finally, you could get out there. Kaz had his butler on his right who had all of your stuff. You went back there momentarily to get dressed.

" I apologize for what happened." Your red haired friend was sapped of his usual aura Nevertheless, he gave you a pat on the shoulder with a smile in the making " Thank you, Johann. Today had its ups and down but it was quite thrilling because of you. Goirfnaest will show you the way out, don't stray far from him."

"Uh-huh." It wasn't over by the looks of it "Goodnight Kaz."

He simply nodded before leaving. Strangely enough, the butler took you to another exit leading to a whole different area filled with mostly broken statues covered with snow.

"This way, Masssster Johann." It was a stone maze with a lot of beaks poking from all sides ready to draw a bit of blood if you are not careful. Thankfully, his flashlight showed you the way.

"What is this place anyways?"

"This is the place where your hopesssss and dreams wither away....where your inner demonsss get hold on you, Master Johann. The end."

"I don't get it," You could only get an unsettling laugh out of him.. Goirfnaest's flashlight showed you a narrow path leading to a small gate, his chicken hand had a little surprise for you....

20 pons, for the bus ride. That's Kaz for you. Better return back home or Miss Yuni will get worried.

"..."

_________________________________

You shouldn't be out that late by yourself, if any police officer caught you, you would be in a world of trouble. Thank the moon for the festivities; they won't bother themselves with trivial shit like that on the first day/

Your pod was practically calling for you when a certain dropout was eager to speak with you after midnight "Where have ye been, boyo? Shaggin' laddies under the moonlight or somethin' ? "

"Dude, I wanna slee-" Red didn't wait, He grabbed you firmly by the shirt.

"I've had it with yer shite, O'hann. Ye think yer clever, innit ? Told ye Boss got the mads, but nooooo: Me better be wee of an arse and skip work. Your lass got three days o' work."

"GET OFF ME!" No matter how hard you tried, he got the upper hand.

"Last warnin' : Hoof it to the White Stag first thing in the mornin' or it will be messy, bruv. No table scraps for ye either. Should have gone with me when ye had yer chance."

>[Headbutt Red]
>Will this calm her down a bit [Show him the list of contacts]
>I ain't doing taur!
>Three days? What kinda job Maq is doing?
>I'll go, I'll go! Sheesh
>I miss Vartel already...
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>>4855559
>>I'll go, I'll go! Sheesh

Red man, I just want to be a kid without getting involved in the mafia
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>>4855559
>Will this calm her down a bit [Show him the list of contacts]
Holy fucking shit we were on a funeral, yeesh. No way we are getting our vacation derailed by a fucking hag.
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>>4855559
>Will this calm her down a bit [Show him the list of contacts]
Goddamn mafia shit at out asses
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>>4855574
>>4855665
>>4856710

"Aye, but where did ye get that lil' trove of treasures?" You had to explain the whole situation from start to finish.

" Part it with me, 'Ohann. Boss will give it back in....a week, I'd say."

It was worthless to argue against him at this point " It will be in good hands. We'll scrub out all the nasties out of it too."

"Yeah, great." Second time getting robbed...at least Red wasn't stomping on your head this time.

" I'll put up a good word fer ye. Still gots to give up a full day for the boss this week." You didn't know whether this was a fair trade or not. Whatever, what is done is done.

The tattooed stag had left you alone afterwards, you crawled back to your bed thinking about your endless commitments. Will you be able to find enough time for them all?

___________________________________
3/2
SUNDAY
SATHA/DA'AT
SNOWY

「Continue Maq's rehabilitation 」
「LYST: Find a Job for Maq in a movie theater」
「 Find the Director」
「 Go to the nurse's sister clinic in Gabiel 」
「 Go to the monument during the festivities to meet that mysterious individual」
「 Start improving yourself」
「 Return to Maq's sister in the Moonworld」
「 Finish your Fencing/Elven History Assignments」

________________

MORNING
_________________


"...Hello?"

"Rise and shine , darling!" Juilan's high pitched voice wasn't on the list of stuff you wanna hear at freaking 6 AM "Too tired to leave the bed? Ooooh, don't tell me: a rough night with the boys? Rawr~"

" No, Mr. Juilan." You really wanted to continue sleeping.

"Aww." He sounded disappointed "Well, You and me got a photoshoot together, remember?. My muse is calling for you, He can be sometimes a BITCH to please."

>Aren't Muses girls?
>I will be there right away [1 ACTION?]
>Sorry Mr. Juilan but I can't , another time?
>Write in!
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>>4857336
>>I will be there right away [1 ACTION?]
>>
>>4857336
>I will be there right away [1 ACTION?]
I think we need to lessen our commitments or we'll fall apart at this rate
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>>4857336
>>I will be there right away [1 ACTION?]

Man everyone wants us. We're a hot commodity
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>>4857436
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U5efImBREpE
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>>4857436
Alternatively
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4bZmGtaqP68
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>>4857354
>>4857416

+++++ Juilan

" Excellent darling, Don't keep me waiting~"

__________________________

-20 Pons
189 Pons

Juilan had quite the studio in the back of his shop, It kinda made sense for a fashion designer like him to have one. He had various sets of some weird ass props stacked on top of each other in the corner; a banana with a lipstick? a red mustached snake? an absurdly large keychain with dozens of plastic heads?

" We are going free style." said Juilan while adjusting the macro lens of his camera " Pick any of these four sets, then we will get started after a touch of make up."

"Oookay?" You took a look at your current choices:

- Cheerful Sybil's set: Well, it *is* the festivities. You don't see anything transparent or otherwise erotic in this white dress. No need to get the hell outta here and call the cops on him. Something tells you that he wants you to wear this one in particular. Then again, do you really want crossdressing pics of you ? he might sell them to creeps so they can whack their weasel. On the plus side, the dress had a lot of smiley face stickers on it which looks kinda neat.

-Modern Custodian set: This is supposed to be his leathery iteration of the custodians guarding the moon priestess. It reminds you of Maq's abstract's dress in a way. It has a pair of retractable wings sooo that's cool? Your only gripe with it is your exposed midriff and the helmet thing you would have to put on.

-SDN set: Lots of belts and fake (or animal) blood splattered all over the weathered trench coat. The crumpled fedora has a sizable bullet hole right in the center. Heavy noir vibes coming out of this one.

-Goddess of Nukplosions set: If you are gonna cross dress today, better to do so with style. This girl/guy who wore this 'dress' (it is more of a body armour with a burned up skirt) before
you was a victim of a paintball shootout. There is a warning sign of two flexing fish-platypuses elfoid on the breast plate for some reason. This one will take a lot of make up for that post-apocalyptic feel but it is your favorite because it screams BADASS to you.

"Don't forget to think of a pose, darling." He reminded you as you were still in the process of choosing the right set.


CHOOSE A SET

>Cheerful Sybil
>Modern Custodian
>SDN
>Goddess of Nukplosions

AND

CHOOSE A POSE

>Virtuous
>Triumphant
>Paranoid
>Predatory
>On Edge
>Elegant
>Pompous
>Frivolous
>Defeated
>Courageous
>Crazy
>>
>Cheerful Sibyl
>Virtuous
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>>4858706
>modern custodian
>elegant
>>
Rolled 2 (1d2)

What will Johann dress as?

1:Virtuous Sybil
2: Elegant custodian
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>>4858754
+1
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>>4858754
>>4858762
>>4858802

+++++++ Juilan
Cheerful Sybil [V] is available for purchase!

"You are breathtaking in this dress, incredible!"

"That's it, that's it!"

"Unf, So pure, So marvelous!"

"Love that precious smile!"

The shuttering sound of the camera didn't stop for two hours straight. While you hated the idea of crossdressing *again*, you went with the flow. It was nice to have the camera pointed at you as if you are a super model or a celebrity.

" Jay Boy, you are a diamond in the rough. I can shape you into a yummy model... we need to do something about that belly first."

"H-hey! I am not fat!" You didn't think, already spewing hot fire out of your mouth.

"Hm? Oh no, no, not like that. Proper models are more...toned, darling. You need a healthy diet and some training to be even more gorgeous."

Well, you did eat your last Choco-Bobo for breakfast. Better ask Bogza for a good gym in Koris because you are sick of people calling you fat.

"We done here?"

"Oh yes, Uncle Juilan has a BITCH of a muse to inspire. Art is inseparable from fashion after all." The loyalist took a few seconds to dispel his anger.

>Later, Mr. Juilan
>Can I uuuh, come with you? I need some inspiration too
>Where is my money?
>Tell me more about your muse.
>Can I buy some stuff before I go?
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>>4858888
>>Tell me more about your muse.
>>
>>4858888
>Tell me more about your muse.
This flaming faggot sure is interesting
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>>4858917
>>4859264

" My muse likes to torture me, to tease me with grandiose designs beyond human comprehension. He is that itty-bitty creature whispering behind my back. Ooooh, I should pay my psychiatrist a visit but not now, that little BITCH must come first."

Juilan had to pause for a second, staring at your confused expression " Did I scare you . darling? All artists have their little cuckoo side, I embrace the madness instead of hiding it."

" I won't call it madness." He is a bit eccentric sure, but not a deep-dyed lunatic.

"Awww, how sweet." He pinched your cheeks " I am looking forward to more photoshoots. I will make it rain, baby. Ta-ta~"

With that said, Juilan had to close his shop. You didn't get the chance to ask to go with him. Oh well.

____________________________________

Cool, it is roughly 9 AM. The photoshoot didn't take that long, thankfully. Now, you got about three hours before midday...what are you going to do with them?

>Write in! [Note that actions which will take more than three hours will count as our action for our second period of the day [midday] ]
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>>4860188
>Go to the underbridge, scout movie theaters
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>>4860217
Supporting
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>>4860217
>>4860262
-20 Pons
169 Pons

The Underbridge was extremely crowded for obvious reasons. You couldn't help but to notice the increasing numbers of couples, it felt kinda awkward walking around by yourself. Whatever, you got a lyst to gun down.

Volter Nash, the manager of Underbridge Cinema, was a nice silver haired human who has been in the business for a long, long time. He found you pestering the cashier for vacant jobs, that is when he decided to have a little chat with you.

The Underbridge cinema has been understaffed as of late according to him; people would either quit from overworking or they would so no commitment to their jobs skipping work and so on. Mr. Nash had increased their pay but this wasn't enough apparently. The other solution was fewer work days per week with decent pons to satisfy everyone. There is also the problem of the 'cursed pop'.

Every single popcorn maker the cinema had was somehow cursed. Some were only lucky with unusual accidents ending with a broken arm or leg but the latest suicide had sealed the deal. Mr. Nash had decided not to sell any popcorn for the near future, he was fully aware of the losses he will suffer and yet it was a better alternative than any more injuries/deaths. He would have thrown the popcorn machine itself away if it wasn\t worth at least ten stacks. The absurd price is because of its antique nature. Yep, the machine is closing in on fifty years service.

Currently, The Underbridge cinema is looking for:

-Janitors [ from Wed to Sat OR Sun to Tue (after school/midday + afternoon) , 125 pons per day/ 150 in weekends or movie premieres, ]
- Film Technician [ Irrelevant to Maq]

Pon wise, this doesn't look too too great to be honest. Cleaning puke, suspicious cucumbers and everything in between doesn't look like the dream job Maq was dreaming of. You are actually having your doubts now...what are you going to say to Maq?

Another thing to consider is that if she decides the follow the path of the janitor, She won't be available to moonworld with you. Hmmm...

>Call Maq, tell her that you didn't find any suitable job for her... you are technically correct.
>Call Maq, tell her that you did find a rather nasty job for her.

AND

>Check the stores in the Underbridge [Specify what you want]
>Go to Noir Fanice Cafe , see if its centaur owner needs a mod for the next stream [1 ACTION]
>Leave the Underbridge, Go somewhere else [Specify]
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>>4861949
>Call Maq, tell her that you did find a rather nasty job for her.
Ask her for her SSC. Perhaps there could be a better job in Gabiel?
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>>4861959
Also:
>Go to Noir Café [1 ACTION]

Let's get some pons
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>>4861949
>Call Maq, tell her that you did find a rather nasty job for her.
Best to tell her we sound something after least.
>Go to Noir Fanice Cafe , see if its centaur owner needs a mod for the next stream [1 ACTION]
>>
>>4861959
>>4863987

Your call with Maq wasn't pleasant, you couldn't hear half of here words thanks to some kind of heavy machineries around her. There was no time to ask her any further questions, she didn't even explain what she was doing. Damn. Well, you did your part. It is up to her to decide whether she wanted this job or not.

As for Miss Noir, She did have a streamer in need of a moderator. There was a small problem though; the streamer was one of those shadow kiddies who harassed you and Mestaph the last time you were here, are you willing to mod for this doucebag? 100 pons for a few hours doesn't sound bad. You would have made way more if you were here yesterday.

>Eh, money is money.
>Not a fat chance [specify where to go next]
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>>4864900
>Not a fat chance(go to koris clinic to get blood test back)
I have no idea where else to go so we might as well do this now. I’m willing to change if other anons have a better idea.
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>>4865128
-20 Pons
149

Nah, you won't help this prick. Not in a million years, you got other more important things to do like going to Miss Khakigg's clinic in Gabiel...her sister's, that's the one.

__________________________

The clinic was in a place called 'The Widow's corner'... wait, is this the right address?

"First time?" asked an elven passerby who noticed your confusion " That's the home of many arachnies. They are too valuable to live in Koris...or Sanada."

"How's that?" You ignored his last comment.

"Just look at their bodies, boy! They are meant to dominate all the medical fields. Most of them are still suffering from agoraphobia, what a shame."

"Ago-what?"

"Fear of open spaces. It has gotten so bad for some that they outright refuse to leave." He replied " The Widow's corner was specifically constructed for them with many tight spaces, dim lights and hard-to-reach rooms. Tough luck for claustrophobes out there."

In essence, It was a medium sized dome housing one of the most bizarre building complexes you have ever seen. The closest thing you could compare it with is an ant hill made out of steel and concrete. You saw more of them defying gravity as they got in and out of their windows... or should you say doors? No wonder you don't see a lot of spider folks in general.

"Purpose of visit?" asked an elven police officer who was bored out of his mind, he and his partner were stationed at the entrance.

" I am here for a blood test. Khakigg's clinic." It took you a second to correct yourself " Her sister's clinic."

" Floor -3 , room N32. " They let you in after a quick search. Time to get those results...

It was clear that non-arachni have their specific path/elevator to take. Everything beyond that looked really surreal to you as if you are on pixie dust. The jittering sound of limbs moving from all directions really creeped you out. Even inside the confines of the elevators, you had a sinking feeling that some spider will pounce on you to suck all the blood out of your body.

The clinic you were looking for belong to Dr. Khattree T-kheeramin: an oncologist and a gene therapist with many degrees and certificates hanging on the walls of the reception room... quite a rep you got there.

As for the reception room, it was surprisingly spacious with several chair and modest decorations. The reception desk had no one which was kinda strange. Why was it gathering dust again?

"Wekhlcome, Johann." You heard a sharp beep before the door leading to the examination room was opened revealing your academy's nurse . She was wearing a weird set of goggles combined with a lab coat and a pair of heavy duty gloves. " Didn't expect you to see you in the festikhvities. This is good, good."

You were about to say something but your stomach growled "Wkhould you like to eat something?"

>Yes, please.
>As long as it is blood-free.
>I am just here for the test results, if you don't mind
>Nah, I am good.
>Write in!
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>>4865262
>>Yes, please.
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>>4865262
*didn't expect to see you
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>>4865262
>Yes, please
Refuse food? Never.
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>>4865285
>>4865327

Five minutes later, Miss Khakigg had brought you a bottle of apple juice and a small bowl of reddish rice with something sticking out of it, a finger? a crustacean leg?

You didn't honestly care to ask what was that, the smell was already good enough for you. You finished your meal in record time making sure not to leave anything in the bowl. Apparently. the finger/leg was oozing a viscous substance which gave the rice its distinctive taste.

"This was great, thanks!" You are always grateful for the simple pleasures of life.

"Yes, " The arachni was calmer than usual "Here are your tekhest results..."

Your file had a bunch of acronyms and numbers. Nearly everything was in order with the only exception being above than average cholesterol level. Ugh.

"That's it? I came all the way for this? Why didn't you g-"

"There is something spkhecial in your blood." She said it bluntly " I won't go into any further details unkhtil we reach an agreement."

"Wuh? What are you talking about?" Your head was getting kind of fuzzy out of the sudden.

" I am interested in your blood, it will grekhatly help my research. Agree to help me and I will repay you with experimental drkhugs. That is all what I am saying at the moment."

"...drugs?"

"Ykhes," She swept her silver hair " A student like you could use some edge, they have little side effects...nothing too debilitating."

" What about pons?" you had to ask.

" I pour all of it in my researkhch , Johann, my drugs is wroth thousands of pons alone." Either you missed it or you weren't paying attention when the Arachni gave you two pills. One of them was blue, the other was red.

+ KH-NGHT
Adds a new time period [MIDNIGHT] but You can't Moonworld the day after.

+KH-WRM
x3 Reading Books/Studying in a single time period but -1 to ALL social stats [Can't go below 0]

"These should help. Now, ..." The spider lady had a piece of paper and a pen at the ready "..I need your conskhent, Johann."

"For what exactly?" You had a brief flashback of your economics teacher. Different spider, same situation.

"Some but not all of your extracted blood must be withdrawn..." She hesitated greatly to utter the following words "...by me. Not through a regular syringe."

You should have panicked or at least protested against her demand but you were calm as a gyag after a hefty meal.

" Our bodies can and will surpass makhny medical devices when processing certain elements. I will be gentle as possible, see?"

Miss Khakigg had opened her monstrous maw wide open revealing her sharp fangs already coated with nectar-like saliva, the aroma by itself was almost intoxicating. It will act as a sedative so you won't actually get to feel any pain, right? Nah, it was her yellowish vapours. Damn it.

Still, the whole blood sucking thing is illegal, She is taking great risks for the sake of her research, whatever it may be.

1/2
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>>4866422
>>4865327
>>4865285

~Miss Khakigg is starting... to glow?~

~Khakigg T-Kheeramin [DEATH ARCANA] : ???, ???, ???~

>Yeah, I ... am okay with that. I think. [FORM C.B with Miss Khakigg]
>I am gonna leave. Then, I-i will go back to home, yes. Home. [DO NOT FORM C.B with Miss Khakigg]
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>>4866456
>Yeah, I ... am okay with that. I think. [FORM C.B with Miss Khakigg]
Based spider mommy drugging Johann into consent.
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>>4866461
I support his.

By the way, is the minus one to all social stats temporary? or is it a -1 to social stat progress?
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>>4866456
>>Yeah, I ... am okay with that. I think. [FORM C.B with Miss Khakigg]
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>>4866598
>>4866598
>>4866639
>>4866461

[DEATH ARCANA]

Rank I [G-G-N] [Stage I: 0/30 KH units]

Allows you to produce 10 KH units per week, Tier 1 experimental drugs are now available.

Rank II [???]
???

_______________________________

"Stay still." Without warning, you felt her cold lips on your neck before her fangs sunk deep into your flesh. While it didn't hurt at first, this whole area was pulsating like mad. Your body temperature was fluctuating much like your heart beat.

You opened your mouth to say something, anything but words were replaced by a languid rasp. There was so little energy in you to even attempt a struggle as Miss Khakigg was basically sucking the life out of you.

The last thing you recall before passing out were her eyes, her bloody red eyes enshrouded with primal hunger, yet also a glimpse of fear... a fear of oneself.

__________________________

AFTERNOON

__________________________

Your eyes refused to open wide for a while, through immense effort, you have embraced the relentless light above you. Just how long have you been out cold like that?

You found yourself in a bed with a saline solution hooked to you arm which was as white as a corpse. To your right, Miss Khakigg had fixated all of her eight eyes on you.

"You...you lost a lot of blood. I-i couldn't control mkhyself. " She didn't attempt to hide what she had done " Before you take any serious decision, allow me to exkhplain myself."

You gave her a nod, anything beyond that would require a lot of effort " My research revolves around rare hypothetical remnants of stem cells which is only found in RBCs, err your red blood cells. I called it KH units, Cancerous pixie and orc patients have a higher chankhce to produce it but the sample are not viable for my research."

The Arachni showed you a table of her recent findings, it showed you the following:

-KH units in cancerous non pixie/orc patients : 241/10000000 [0.00001% Viable]
-KH units in cancerous pixie/orc patients : 539/1000000 [ 0.001% Viable]
-KH units in Johann Fol : 7/10000 [98.6% Viable]

" You are a statistical improbability, Johann. An impossikhbility,even." She exclaimed " Not only do you have viable KH units, I think I can increase their produkhction."

" What...are you going...to do with them?" Your voice was finally coming back, man, your throat hurts like hell right now.

"Everything. Synthesized human and elven blood for my peokhple, regenerate lost limbs, replace fakhulty or missing organs. The sky is the limit." She gave you her phone " That is why I am begging you to continue helping me with my research. We can sakhve thousands, millions of lives when I am finished with my research."

You kept staring at her phone as she continued "You have every rikhght to call the police on me. I won't skhtop you. Think of what I had just said first."

1/2
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>>4866793

The arachni gave you a quick reminder that if you agreed to continue with syringes ONLY, it will be half as efficient as before.

>You almost killed me! Give me that [Call the cops on her , right now!]
>Only if you promise me you would control yourself.
>Ok but no biting, I don't wanna die because of some research.
>Write in!
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>>4866808
>Only if you promise me you would control yourself.
Surely nothing can go wrong.
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>>4866808
>>Write in!
>I accept your apology, just make sure to be more careful slurping next time
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>>4866986
+1
Remind her about the dangers of overslurping.
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>>4866808
backing >>4866986
Contemplate whether you're developing a new fetish from this. Disregard it only for it to possibly become a thing later
>>
I wonder if one day we can get cool enough to pull a Morpheus with a straight face on somebody that we want to Broken Veil
>"...Or take the moon pill, and I'll show you how deep the (insert rabbit equivalent of this world here) goes."
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>>4867259
>>4867263
Based spider lover.
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>>4867280
Remember, if the cute drider nurse can suck blood that well to the point Johann cannot speak and all he can do is moan, then imagine how good she is at sucking something else of a man's... And keep in mind, people must make this sort of joke in-universe as well. It would be bullshit if they didn't
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>>4867302
We must now play as Johann “arachni lover” Fol who simps for all spider women.
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>>4867370
Personally I want to go for Maq, but I dunno if that's worth going for or not. We hate elves because of their supremacy, but we can fuck an elf's lewd brains out eventually? Kinda contradictory like a lot of things about Johann
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>>4866986
Adding to this though:

>What about Moondust glands? Could you grow them too?
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>>4867990
>>4866939
>>4867259
>>4867019

+++++ Khakigg

" Did he tell you alkhready?"

"Yeah." It took you a few second to connect the dots. Kaz went to her in a few weeks ago, back then, he didn't know of his current condition.

"He has a few months to live... my experimental drukhgs are barely keeping him alive, his condition will worsen with every new wave of moondust."

"But you said-"

"He won't live long enough to see the fruit of my wokhrk." She slammed you with the bitter truth " Even with your full cooperation, It will take a full year to reach the final stages of my research."

"You gotta do something, please! " You were getting emotional out of the sudden. Kaz is your friend, he doesn't deserve to die like this just because he lost the genetic lottery.

" I could divert some of the KH units to create a rudimentary glankhhd. It won't be perfect but it should save his life. Johann, this side project will affekhct my main research, do you understand?"

"Gotcha." You couldn't actually believe it, Kaz can be saved! It will depend on your commitment to this side project, however.

____________________________

TUTORIAL NO.51
「 KH UNITS」
-Miss Khakigg can extract X number of Kh units with each visit. They DO NOT STACK, so it is for the best to visit her once a week.
-Kh units have three uses: You can trade them for experimental drugs, contribute to the arachni's main research or spend them on her side project (a temporary moon gland)
-The main research is divided to several stages, each stage is a milestone with great bonuses for the research, the C.B , and yourself.
- Each stage is NOT linked to C.B ranks, for example, you could be Rank III while having Stage IV.

_____________________________

Well, You aren't leaving any time soon. She promised to give you a ride back home. In the mean time, you get to choose where to spend those Kh units.

You have 10 Kh units. Specify where to spend them.

>Stage I [0/30]
>Project KAZ [0/1000]
>KH-PLNC [3 KH, Enter a death-like state for 1 hour or 10 turns in the moonworld]
>KH-FLTM [2 KH, Convert ALL of your HP into TIME, will K.O ]
>KH-JCK [1 KH, +5 Strength but -4 Study]
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>>4868368
>>Stage I [0/30]
May as well
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>>4868368
>Stage I [0/30]
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>>4868378
>>4868382
fyi, you can spend your KH on more than one option. For example
>KAZ 5
>KH-JCK
>Stage I 4
>>
Why is nobody voting for Kaz's life saving surgery?

>KAZ 10/1000
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>>4869836
+1
We better be able to alter our biology to produce more KH naturally, so we can get more out of our blood
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>>4868378
>>4868382
>>4869836


+++++ Khakigg
Stage I [10/30]

It was kinda suck to waste the whole afternoon doing practically nothing but this was the right thing to do; you did lose a lot of blood thanks to one thirsty spider lady. To be honest, you aren't that mad , Regret and guilt were written all over her face.

Miss Khakigg had applied a band-aid over your neck. You promised her not to peel it off under any circumstances. You left with her once you were starting to feel better.

" So, Where is your sister?" You had to raise your voice a bit in her cool ass bike which felt like a mini-truck due to its spider-accommodating size.

" I don't hakhve any. " She chuckled " My nukhrse job at your academy is a cover up for my real research."

"Wow, I-is this legal?"

" In a way. Arachni are hatched with two nakhmes... it is complicated." Hatched? Oh, right.

The ride back home was briefly interrupted by a hot car chase between a van full of stolen pons and bazillion police cars. Bank robbery during the festivities didn't turn out to be a bright idea after all.

Home, finally. Miss Khakigg dropped you right at the dorm. Another promise you gave was visiting her clinic once per week for her secret research. It was tempting to just call Kaz , however, you decided not to until you were 100% sure that the temporary gland would be ready.

The last thought you had before drifting to the world of dreams was about the spider nurse; why oh why did she need a cover up in the first place?

______________________

THREAD END

_______________________

I will be running Governor Quest for the next month or so. Until then, anons!
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>>4869859
>>4869861
aaa
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>>4869859
our KH will increase as we increase our C.B with spider nurse.