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Adventure RPG 2-14
🕑 Added 2016-01-28 00:24:59 +0000 UTC> Equip Konic's Axe (You guys said this a couple posts back but uh... I kept forgetting :V)
You take Konic's Axe. It's a little heavier, but you can tell he took good care of it. It's certainly stronger than your Short Sword. Myla sees you messing with it.
"You gonna take that?" You nod to her. "You should let me have yer blade then. I'm decent with dual blades, but I lost my other one a month or so back." You nod again and hand her your Short Sword.
[FLORIA RT HAND UNEQUIPPED: SHORT SWORD]
[FLORIA RT HAND EQUIPPED: KONICS AXE]
[ITEM REMOVED: SHORT SWORD]
[MYLA LF HAND EQUIPPED: SHORT SWORD]
[MYLA ARMOR EQUIPPED: KONICS JACKET] (Forgot to say this earlier :V)
You check the pants that you got from Konic. They're ragged and in pretty much the same condition as Myla's. They're definitly worse than your own.
> Ask a few questions
You ask if Myla knows if her or Konic had any sort of camps or stashes that might have some useful things. After all, it's not like he needs the stuff anymore.
"I don't really have a camp or anything, and uh..." She looks down at her swollen belly for a moment. "Konic probably did, but that's probably something we should have asked before he became soup. I don't have the faintest idea where he'd have put his junk." It seems the camp idea is a bit of a failure. "There might be someone in Malor who could have some idea. He had a couple buddies there. Convincing them to tell us might be fun as well." She smirks at the idea. "I'll leave that choice up to you."
You decide to ask her who exactly Konic is and what their relationship was. She cuts you off before you can really finish the question.
"Yeah yeah, I knew you'd ask about that eventually." She sighs. "Konic was a bastard who robbed people, killed the men, and kept the women as 'pets'. I hope you can figure out how I met the asshole, or you're a bit stupider than I thought." You nod your head and ask how she escaped Konic. "I got on his good side. He saw I was decent with a blade, so he let me start helping in his raids. We did pretty good together, I guess, but one day he didn't lock me up when we went back to camp. Guess he trusted me or something. Should have planted a knife in his back then." You suddenly feel slightly uncomfortable. Myla notices. "I wouldn't worry about yourself too much. You've done nothing but help me out. Just don't go getting any stupid ideas and we'll be fine. Oh, and the whole 'don't let me get hungry' thing still applies as well." Her words fill you with so much confidence.
You think for a little bit about what to ask next. For some reason, the question to ask if she's into girls pops into your head. Remembering her words about "stupid ideas" makes you change your mind about that question. At least for now.
You ask the beastkin if going to Malor is going to cause trouble. After all, the capitol seemed out of the question.
"Nah." She says plainly. "They don't have anyone even vaguely experienced on the guard there, so they're too coward to try and arrest anyone that might put up a fight. Plus, this region is pretty much ignored by... well, anyone really. Almost no trade, basically no travellers, no real industry, nothing. Used to be Malor and a couple other towns took care of the mining, but they just do all that at the capitol now. Malor's pretty much the only town left now." She gazes out to the sky, looking at nothing in particular. "Guess it's a good thing you came along. Not much left for me here anyway."
Thinking for a moment, you offer the idea of somehow fixing her reputation. She turns back to you.
"And what if I like my reputation?" She snaps at your question, but her anger quickly fades. "Bah. My rep is pretty worthless. I doubt there's a big bounty on me, maybe even nothing at all. Just been a bit paranoid I guess. Konic had a decent one though. I figure this jacket and that axe of his will be proof enough to turn it in. Maybe that'll clear whatever I have..." You're not sure if she's happy about that or not.
Myla doesn't really seem to be in the mood for any more questions. For some reason, that last question seemed to put her in a pretty down mood. Deciding a laugh might cheer her up, you ask her that "stupid idea" from before.
"Am I into..?" She ever so lightly blushes with the question. "The hell sort of question is that? Did you hit yer head or something?" You ask her to answer the question with a smile. "Gods... I don't know! Gah, you're weird! Why the hell are you even asking that sort of thing?!"
It's still only afternoon. You've got a few more hours till Myla is small enough to travel. You've managed to fluster her a little.
[WAITING FOR INPUT...]
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If you're willing to ride that 3 Charisma, you might be able to keep pressing her a little. What's the worst that could happen? :V
Or you could be lame and just wait. Or change the subject and ask about something else.
About inventory: Your inventory is unlimited. However, you don't share inventory with your companions. Be careful about what you give them, cause they might not be willing to give it back. I went ahead and gave Myla the Short Sword here cause it really is in your best interests. When, er... I mean IF Myla betrays you, she sure as hell isn't gonna do it in a way were she'd have to fight you. :V
Will color this when I get a chance.
Also, posts might come a little less often for a little while till I finish moving. Everything should be good by next Friday or so.
