Shield Hero, but hopefully Heroic

[X] A professional looking building, with clerks and offices.

I would rather not get random people off the streets, as they would probably be more or less useless in a fight, and I doubt we have any real skill/training at training others to fight, especially since we have no medieval fighting experience.
 
[X] You started a recruitment stand somewhere for interested commonfolk
-[X] Talk to Motoyasu, ask him if he knows about World War 3.
 
The issue with the professional building is the King dislikes us and everyone knows it. Randoms might take the risk, but no institution is going to cross the head of state
 
Hey, this looks neat. We're playing a prime example of damaged goods, and we're already doing better than Shieldcel.

[X] You started a recruitment stand somewhere for interested commonfolk
-[X] Talk to Motoyasu, ask him if he knows about World War 3.
 
[X] You started a recruitment stand somewhere for interested commonfolk

Raising issues that might trigger PTSD due to poorly thought out questions on Motoyasu's part is not the best idea.

Basically, I'd rather not count on Motoyasu handling the topic with anywhere near the needed sensitivity and QM's already said Sakura's repressing now.
 
^Fair point. I'd still like to talk to him, though.

[X] You started a recruitment stand somewhere for interested commonfolk
-[X] Talk to Motoyasu on the way
 
[X] You started a recruitment stand somewhere for interested commonfolk

Raising issues that might trigger PTSD due to poorly thought out questions on Motoyasu's part is not the best idea.

Basically, I'd rather not count on Motoyasu handling the topic with anywhere near the needed sensitivity and QM's already said Sakura's repressing now.
I think ideally, today we'd get our party and stuff, get an inn room.
THEN crash. Possibly in front of Motoyasu(child soldier buys us a lot of slack there), but otherwise in private.
Keep a stiff upper lip in public because god knows the King is going to exploit every bit.
 
[X] You started a recruitment stand somewhere for interested commonfolk
-[X] Talk to Motoyasu, ask him if he knows about World War 3.
 
I'm wondering if going to the bar might work, even if it's just to get in contact with a rumor mill.

Would want some shady types maybe but that's because we can both bind up Spear via 'hey, there are slavers who will try to enslave me' and because they might fit a similar profile to the type MC knows from her past.
 
Recruitment
[X] You started a recruitment stand somewhere for interested commonfolk

You decided to go and start up a recruitment stand after a short debate with Motoyasu, saying that they could set up something like a little booth he remembered the JSDF did at his University once for recruitment for volunteers to save money. Hearing this made you sick, you hated the JSDF with a burning passion but the more Motoyasu revealed about his past the more you got curious.

"Hey... Motoyasu. Who's the prime minster?", "Huh, oh isn't it Akagi Kakuzo*?" Your face turned into a grim line, "Motoyasu, how did you survive the World War?", "Huh! What? I was born way after World War Two you know I'm not that old." Everything clicked, you weren't from the same Japan. Yet Motoyasu is damaged, you can see the clinks in his armor by how fast he attached himself to you. He's using you right now to distract himself from his own pain and you can guess a little on what you can read on him exactly what hurts him.

It's the stench of failure. Motoyasu failed someone so hard that it's eating him up inside.

You smile, to conceal the bile that almost came up your throat and the pain. You close your eyes, breathe in, once, twice, thrice, before the pain numbs back into a dull ache for now. Talking to Motoyasu is making you remember. This is bad, Motoyasu is causing more suffering to you then many of your enemies could dream of doing by accident. You don't hate him, but it's getting difficult to stay near him. "Ah, Motoyasu does this look like a place we can design simple recruitment signs? I'm pretty short so don't forget a box!" Motoyasu is a simple person, and for that you are grateful if he started to pry you don't know if you can keep going. Motoyasu ran off into a random store so earnestly that it hurt, reminding you of your father and your daughter. You rummaged through your pocket and pulled out a cigarette, the familiar task helping you forget for just a moment but your scars still burn.

You finish your cigarette by the time Motoyasu comes back, carrying recruitment sign with a cute drawing of a shield and a spear 'Come be a Hero with Motoyasu and Yukihime!'. Despite yourself you give a short laugh, and Motoyasu looks pleased at your reaction for some reason. Sure enough, he didn't forget a box either. You both continue down towards what you assume to be the town square, you haven't seen this many people in your entire life at one time just... Doing something normal. We just arrived but we seemed to have drawn a crowd just by showing up, people are excited to see the Spear and the Shield Hero huh? You suppose it'll make recruitment easier.

You feel a little foolish stepping onto a box to make yourself taller, but it's necessary to make sure everyone gets a good view on you and pay attention. "Good afternoon! I am the Shield Hero, Yukihime Sakura! This is my associate and fellow Hero of the Spear, Motoyasu! We wish to recruit able bodied men and women to accompany us on our quest to save the world effective immediately!" You shout over the crowd, Motoyasu using his height and the sign to great effect in support. You know it wasn't an inspiring speech, but it was simple and got the message across but you hoped your status as a hero and projecting a strong persona would entice confidence towards even your mangled frame.

You had many people interested in joining, even with the prejudice you can detect in some of the crowd and Motoyasu was absolutely swamped with applicants. After you made your decision you parted ways with Motoyasu, you couldn't stand the pain of being around him much longer, and you couldn't help him from his own.

[X] In the end you settled on William Blackwood, an aging monk seeking enlightenment.

[X] You met a merchants bastard daughter, Eleanor of Greenville eager to prove her worth to the world.

[X] You found a starving failure of a magician, Franics Brooke.

[X] You rejected all applicants.


We finally get our choice of companions! Yay!

Also you're slowly breaking under stress.

You have discovered that the commonfolk mostly aren't hostile to you, it seems like that the hostility is a recent thing rather than something inherent in this part of the world.

*I don't think they specify a name for the different Prime Ministers in the manga, if anyone corrects me I'll put the correct name in here if they did put one in one of the source materials.
 
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Oookay, I think we need a break from Spearboy, fast.

As for the companion... Hesitating between the merchant's daughter or the mage. Eleanor can probably be shaped into a decent DPS if she's one of those headstrong, impulsive types, and magic is always good (though not exactly what we're looking for at first).

As for the monk... Heh. Bad memories from 3.5. :V
 
[X] In the end you settled on William Blackwood, an aging monk seeking enlightenment.

Personally, i think the wise man would be one of the best to help her if he doesn't fall into a hated role.
 
You're forced to choose one unfortunately due to trust issues and generally the lack of funds to support more than one person at your current level of income (which is zero).
 
[X] In the end you settled on William Blackwood, an aging monk seeking enlightenment.

I just think this would be a really interesting dynamic. Old monk and a young child soldier trying to save the world. Follow up preferences are the bastard daughter then the magician.
 
Inventory and Assets
You guys are probably curious on what you currently own.

Your Inventory
282 Pieces of Silver You've figured out that this is quite a sum. Currency works in three tiers, Copper, Silver and Gold. One Hundred Copper to a Silver, One Hundred Silver to a Gold. You figured out that most people deal in Copper and Silver. Basically nobody uses Gold unless they're nobility or otherwise filthy rich.

Your magical shield, It's a bit annoying in how it almost crippled you that one time. It has its utility you like however... You can use it to crack skulls and some of your moves transition well into it, but you're not used to it at all.

Camping equipment. Two tents, and some field rations.

Seven Giant Spider Eyes

Assorted spider teeth and one fang.

A single rock you didn't need to throw that one time.

Your Combat Outfit. What you were used to, but it was black, had a gold trim and had a cute little shield on it. It doesn't have pockets outside of the pants, but the shield is basically a big pocket anyway.

Your Prince Outfit.
It's cute as fuck. It projects your ideal of a prince, perfectly and lets you look more inspiring than grotesque in your opinion.

Your shitty JSDF knockoff uniform You dislike them, but they're a reminder.


Your fathers locket

A pair of dice.

Assets
Glasshopper, you make around 50 copper a week from your investments here. A funny little store that sells cute glass items and professionally supplies glassware for local restaurants. Sequestered.

Gus's Old Wine and Dine, you make around 20-60 copper a week here from your investments. Gus's place is something you'd call 'homey' and strangely inviting. Gus himself is a little too boisterous and laid back for your liking however. Sequestered.


Companion Equipment and Inventory

William Blackwood

He owns a robe, a backpack and a large staff.
 
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@Sword of Mars

What do we look like?








I like the first one.

Also having a companion/daughter seems like a really stupid boon. Why did people pick that? It doesn't really carry over in this new world.
 
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[X] In the end you settled on William Blackwood, an aging monk seeking enlightenment.

She has memories of a nice old man that suddenly are being relevant. She could chose him because she is a bit nostalgic.
 
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