Which Sidequest do you want to participate in?


  • Total voters
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Midtown Cleansing III
Winning votes
[X] Use your lance to strike at it
-[X] Engulf the entire area with fire
Number of voters: 3
STOP, HavocKeeper, Captain Hunt
[X] Stab with the lance for that sweet bonus vs large (wait this isn't Warhammer)
-[X] Try and kill it with fire (the same thing really)
Number of voters: 1
dat_noob1926812



With the head of a squid and a body of a huge man, it is an unholy abomination, one not meant for this world. But where did it come from? It can't have come from the summoning circle you just destroyed it. Could there be more in Midtown? And does it have anything to do with what's happening in the Guild district?

What a mess...

You will your fire into the squid-man, yet it sidesteps and jumps for you. This time you're ready, and you block its fist by grabbing it. It stops it at its track as it backs off from you, staring at you with its mindless gaze.

Good, he isn't as strong as you, but he's almost as fast, he even dodged your fire attacks. You've faced worse than some summoned monster; this will be a piece of cake, you just hope that there aren't more running loose in this city.
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You materialize your lance and point at the monstrous horror. It may not be as strong as you, but it is nearly as fast, so you remedy this with the reach of your lance. Now all you need to do is corner it or at least whittle away at it to a point where the monster cannot escape your fire.

In a blink of an eye, it disappears from your sight, though you see the small crater it left behind. You look down on the ground and see a large shadow over yours, very predictable. You parry its fist with your lance, but the beast wraps its face-tentacles on the shaft, trying to pry your lance away from you. You've got to give it credit, the monster can give a nasty pull, but like all your other foes who tried to separate you from your lance, it is destined to fail.

It should've known that you could pull it back with your superior strength, a fact that it either strangely forgot or dismisses. Either way, you pull it towards you and give it a devastating kick, bones crack as metal boot meets ribs. Though you wonder how its anatomy differs from normal humans, it is essential to know which bones to break after all.

It flies and crashes into a building as parts of the structure caves in and falls onto the squid man. You rush in to give the finishing blow, but it recovers and jumps out of the rubble, sending the wood and bricks flying. It lands right behind you and sends out a fast jab for your back. You turn around quick and use the momentum to stab at his incoming fists with your lance, the tip completely stops the jab as you penetrate its skin, the lance going through its fingers and palm. Dark blue blood drips down to the ground.

You push the lance deeper as the squid man convulses in pain, and by the time you see his free arm come at you it was already too late, BWAM, you're sent flying to the pavement as the world spins in your view. You land hard but recover and come up to stand, you look at your lance wielding hand to see the weapon missing, stuck into the beast's hand. You look up to see the beast's reach for your lance to remove it as you smile. You raise your hand up, calling forth fire to not come from you but from the lance itself. The squid goes into a spasm at the sudden increase of heat, as the hot metal melts through bone, sinew, and muscle. The burning worsens as a column of fire envelopes half of its body, where your lance is, before it jumps away, silent but in pain. Its half is charred black, and bits of its flesh has melted off, making your lance slowly fall out of it and into the ground.

You would dematerialize it and summon it back to your hand, but that would take too much time, so you make a dash for it, but the monster obstructs you as he jumps down in front of you. You summon St.Catherine in time to intercept his fist and slash at it, cutting fingers and spewing blood but it still keeps going. You block it with St.Catherine which absorbed most of the impact, luckily it didn't affect your footing, so you kick at it again and make a run for it.

The squid man is ready for your attack this time, and your metal boot strikes at his one forearm rather than his chest, which makes him skid across rather than fly, creating a trail on the brick pavement. You make it to your lance and grasp it, the shaft scorching hot but bearable thanks to your nature and the flag is intact despite being enveloped by flames.

You look balefully at the arrogant creature, to take your lance away from you isn't something you'll forgive that easily. You stare it down despite its distinct height advantage. Around you is a desolate wasteland of a plaza, purified by your fire. Though the buildings around the square lay untouched, a testament to your control over the flames. What used to be a busy centre of trade and civilian activity is now just a charred ruin, and in the middle of it all is only you and that monster waiting for the other to make a move. The sun is high but the fire and smoke blots a considerable part of the sky out, most of it from the cathedral, and some from the South Market.

The beast walks to you mindlessly and undeterred, it tenses its body up, readying itself for an all-out attack with its remaining arm. It jumps towards you much slower than before, and now you could completely predict when it will reach you. In the last second, you bring your lance up and thrust suddenly, impaling its chest and stopping its momentum. The lance is buried deep into its body as the creature struggles to get it out. You smile, it won't be going anywhere now, so you bring the full wrath of your fire as the creature is consumed by the inferno, its flesh turning into sludge, and after a few moments, even that burns away.

You look at your work, satisfied at the utter disintegration of the monster. Now it seems like you've got another objective on your belt, to find more summoning circles and monsters and neutralize them. Strangely enough, you see the corpse of the exact same beast you just fought fly towards you, a gaping hole at its chest and its head gone. It lands right in front of you with a thud, and you look towards the direction of its origin.

A dark figure appears on a roof, it jumps off and lands so hard on the ground that its feet sink into it. It walks closer to you, and as you squint you begin to recognize the figure's armour, thank goodness, Saber has arrived. You run towards her to speak, and as you arrive, you notice how much blood is on her sword, yet Saber herself seems unmarred and unhurt.

She speaks with heavy breath, " Temple district pacified, damage on the Temple is minimized, sustained moderate losses. What's the situation on your end?"

"Good, till I met these freaks," You point towards the squidman's corpse, "There was a summoning circle here, a possible connection."

"Has to be, the couple that I've killed so far were near these circles" She replies, "what happened here?" She asks while looking around the desolation.

"Found some cultists, freed their sacrifice and burned them all."

Artoria gives a double-take before massaging her temples with her clawlike gauntlets, "You mean to tell me that you killed the cultist en masse, on a summoning circle that is powered by sacrifice?" She asks with a hint of exasperation and incredulity.

You nod, a bit red on the cheeks, it's a good thing you've got a helmet on.

"Well, at least this dog can clean up her own mess."

[] Write in...(You've been letting Saber walk over you, whats your retort players? Jeanne will stay silent if there are no votes)

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"Where are your soldiers?" You ask Saber.

"They've split up, some going to the Southside, while the other half is moving to station at Bridgeton through the road at Riverton. I've told them to stay away from Midtown and the other districts you're responsible for until I give further orders. Didn't want them to disturb the Pyrotechnician."

"How thoughtful of you..." You say sarcastically, typical of her to not support you with her soldiers, though it is sensible to keep them away since you were pulling out all the stops at the time. You shake your head, "So any ideas, chief?"

"Main priority should be to find any summoning circles and these freaks and eliminate them. The cultist and the safety of the civilians will be the secondary objectives. I was planning on moving straight to the Guild District together after we finish up on Midtown. Any suggestions?"

Map

Sitrep
Midtown: Destroyed summoning circle and the majority of cultist presence, stragglers and civilians are roaming about.
Guildtown: Not much exact information, only rumours of some supernatural activity. (Could be something huge or not, you're operating on hearsay.)
South Market: Massive Slave revolt, damages are extensive, may take time to get things back in order if left alone (Harder time to find a ship and a willing captain to Westeros if left alone for too long, supplies for the trip will be hard to come by)
Thieves Quarters, Rat Town, and The Warrens: Anarchy, criminals and looters roam around, small cultist activity.

Total Men in Bridgeton available to reinforce you: 500 able men


[] Do you have any questions for Saber on the situation at hand?

Battle Planning:
-[] Split up
---[] Who goes to what district?
----[] What are their main objectives?
-----[] How many men will be with each of them?

-[] Go to a District together
--[] Where?
---[] Objectives?
----[] How many men are with how?
----[] What do the other available men do in the meantime?

[] Write-in...

QM Note:
Whew, this one was a doozy to make! Well that and my tendency to procrastinate.

Embarrassment and guilt have occupied her head recently. Ever since she's arrived in Braavos, the merchants, wives, and their children speak of a ruined mountain near the Hills of Norvos. They talk of bad omens and of what it could mean, all the while the perpetrator herself feels the need to crawl to a deep hole even more. It wasn't her fault that she was spooked by some weird bearded troupe who tried to kidnap her and convert her. And besides, she was absolutely tired and confused at the time, of course, she would sic her full power onto anything that scared her one bit. It's a reasonable justification, right?

She slumps back on her chair, dropping the request she was reading from her client onto the floor. Now she just wanted to forget the fact that she used her Noble Phantasm on some creepy bearded freaks.

Suddenly she hears someone knock on the door heavily, and as she's about to go downstairs to get it the blonde woman gets a sensation she hasn't gotten in a while. Behind that door, she senses another servant.

Will double-check for errors again after I slép.
 
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Ah, it seems another Servant might get a team up. Or just a regular deathmatch, those happen too.

Anyway, tempted to just double-team Guildtown and be done with it. Letting South Market get ransacked isn't perfect, but it's mostly a distraction. And while getting delayed on our way to Westeros isn't ideal... I don't know, aren't we having fun where we are anyway? :V
 
Ah, it seems another Servant might get a team up. Or just a regular deathmatch, those happen too.

Anyway, tempted to just double-team Guildtown and be done with it. Letting South Market get ransacked isn't perfect, but it's mostly a distraction. And while getting delayed on our way to Westeros isn't ideal... I don't know, aren't we having fun where we are anyway? :V

We could just send the men to pacify the slaves, though I doubt they'll be handled in a way Artoria would prefer.
 
One of us should probably go to the Guild District to handle the cultists, while one of us heads to the South Market to handle the Slave Revolt.

Question: How do we handle the slave revolt?

Options I see are:

1. Avoid getting involved in the slave revolt (basically shove the job on to Artoria)
2. Force the the slaves back into slavery
3. Kill them all
4. Openly support their revolt (bad things will probably happen because of this)
5. Confront them and force them to head south through the narrows and try to fight their way out of the city instead of wrecking stuff.
 
Winning votes
[X] Use your lance to strike at it
-[X] Engulf the entire area with fire
Number of voters: 3
STOP, HavocKeeper, Captain Hunt
[X] Stab with the lance for that sweet bonus vs large (wait this isn't Warhammer)
-[X] Try and kill it with fire (the same thing really)
Number of voters: 1
dat_noob1926812
I appreciate that

[X] Do you have any questions for Saber on the situation at hand?
"Did you know of these cultists before today?"
if yes
"where were they based?"

Battle Planning:
-[] Split up
---[] Who goes to what district?
----[] What are their main objectives?
-----[] How many men will be with each of them?

-[] Go to a District together
--[] Where?
---[] Objectives?
----[] How many men are with who?
----[] What do the other available men do in the meantime?

[] Write-in...
I'm thinking guild district and south market, send saber to south market so we don't have to think about it and each of us have maybe 50 or so men with maybe a hundred to rat town, the warren and Thieves quarters each? and the rest kept in reserve to deal with any squid man shenanigans for the areas without us or Saber? Thoughts?

I'm afraid I cannot think of a retort to saber other than "yes." or "I'm not a coward. " and I don't feel like they fit well

EDIT:

[X]
- Split up
-- Send saber to south market with 50 men
---go to the guild district with 50 men
---- send 100 men to Rat town, the warren and Thieves quarter respectively with the rest in reserve to support the others in case of squid men who don't have us or saber to support them.

[X] "It was on purpose. The ones sacrificing others should be the first to burn. And their patron shortly after."
Yh I'll second this for a retort.

And that's the last of my votes
 
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[X] "You almost sound jealous. Annoyed you didn't think of that first?"

Did Saber summon a demon just so she could kill it today? I don't think so!

[X] Plan Together, they fight crime!
-[X] Go to a District together
--[X] Guildtown
---[X] Find out what is happening there and put an end to it. Hopefully via murder.
----[X] 100 men are coming along.
----[X] 300 men will try to restore order in the South Market, 50 will go to the Warrens and 50 others in the Thieves Quarters to make sure those areas remain somewhat calm (and prevent rioters from South Market from spreading there)


Yeah, so, I'll admit that at this point, I just want to see an Avenger-Saber tag-team, complete with vitriolic banter. It's not like South Market is that important in the grand scheme of things, at least nothing that a lot of guards can handle - while having two Servants on the same objective reduces the need for manpower there quite drastically.

If people insist on splitting up, I'd suggest sending Saber to South Market, because I suspect Jeanne would have no patience for this kind of work and no reason to care. Arturia is the one hang up on sailing to Westeros soon-ish, not us.

EDIT: also, small question @Mathen57 , would taking the 500 men leave our current location (Bridgeton) completely unprotected, or are those 500 men what they can spare after taking into account the need to keep things under control here? If it's the first, I'll probably adjust the numbers to leave a few guys here.
 
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would taking the 500 men leave our current location (Bridgeton) completely unprotected, or are those 500 men what they can spare after taking into account the need to keep things under control here?

It's the latter, so bringing 500 men would not leave Bridgeton unprotected. The garrison is mostly bits and pieces of Saber's forces who chose/was ordered to stay and will be reinforced by elements of Araquo's regiments as they move further South.
 
[X] Ignore Artoria's taunts

[X] Plan: Liberty
-[X] Split up
---[X] Artoria to the Guild District, Jeanne d'Arc to the South Market
----[X] Artoria's objective is her own to determine, but probably to stop the cultists from whatever they are doing
----[X] Jeanne d'Arc's objective is to stop the Slave Revolt before it destroys enough property to prevent us from getting ship
-----[X] Jeanne d'Arc's secret secondary objective is to forcibly herd the rebelling slaves out of the South Market, and into the Narrows so that they can do something sensible like try and escape past South Point instead of pointlessly damaging the city. Of course we don't really have time to find their leaders or reason about it, so just use maximum terror to make them realize they should head south away from us.
-----[X] Zero men with us, they will just get in our way. Though if Artoria wants to send some to the adjoining districts (Bridgeton, Thieves Quarters, The Warrens) to hold the paths out of South Market we suppose that might be useful. Let Artoria decide if she wants any men with her. Not really our business.

What the heck, let's do somthing interesting and more in keeping with our Jeanne d'Arc roots (though of course in our own annoyed violent way). Probably will turn out horribly, and if discovered not that great for Artoria's reputation with the rulers of Volantis, but what do we really care about that anyway? We're planning on leaving. And Artoria will probably be secretly amused at us playing the good guy role. Not like she favors slavery either.
 
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[X] Macros

The speech line has a verb in the wrong tense, though. Here's a fixed version.

"You almost sound jealous. Annoyed you didn't think of that first?"
 
I'm writing these votes down manually since the tally system seems a bit weird at the moment, could be a formatting error.

3 votes for [X] Plan Together, they fight crime!
1 vote for [X] Plan: Liberty
1 vote for [X]
- Split up
-- Send saber to south market with 50 men
---go to the guild district with 50 men
---- send 100 men to Rat town, the warren and Thieves quarter respectively with the rest in reserve to support the others in case of squid men who don't have us or saber to support them.


but there is a tie between how to respond to Arturia.

2 votes for ignoring taunt
2 votes for "You almost sound jealous. Annoyed you didn't think of that first?"
2 votes for "[X] "It was on purpose. The ones sacrificing others should be the first to burn. And their patron shortly after."
will lock votes after new sidestory post and when one of the Arturia votes wins.


Also I'd like to correct a mistake, having you guys vote for a battle plan again after Saber answers your questions would be too messy. So instead I'll just reply to your questions on the situation directly as Saber.

Here I'll start with the first question.

"Did you know of these cultists before today?"
if yes
"where were they based?"

" Yes, but I had the impression that they were a fringe group who generally stayed out of the way of the city's affairs. From what I gathered during my night patrols, they usually meet up in the Docks and Midtown doing God knows what. You could imagine my surprise when I realize this "fringe" group happened to have thousands of members ready to revolt."
 
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Death : The God and Concept Pt.1
QM Note: I've taken some liberties on this servant's powers, they're not drastic but they are still changes. Hope you guys don't mind.




Warm rays of light fill the spacious peach-brick room; the windows create god-rays that envelop the exotic assortment of flowers by the window. Whether they are a malevolent maroon, a dim grey, or a bright white, flowers of all shapes and sizes bloom under the rising sun, its petals opening wide.

At one side of the room, flanked by two windows, is a bed made of satin. The silk blankets are a sombre dark blue, and the two dressers beside it are swarmed by flowers with souvenirs aplenty interspersed amidst the floral swarm. A small wooden replica of the Colossus that guards the waters of the Venetianesque city stands proudly on the dresser. Parts of the chest is covered by perfumes, with the bottles being extravagant as the smell that comes from it.

A figure stirs under the satin blankets, slim and smooth arms stretching out as the woman underneath goes through the motions of waking up. Her long blond hair unravels itself as she sits straight up, rubbing the drowsiness out of her eyes. They open to reveal a dark red iris, almost orange looking. Her cheeks aren't high nor low, but her jawline is well defined, and she sports a slim nose and small lips; she is the paragon of elegance and nobility, like a flower amongst the grass.

The woman walks to the bathroom and fills the bathtub with soothing hot water and sprinkles it with red rose petals. She disrobes before soaking in Nirvana.

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With the morning rituals finished, she walks down the stairs and into the kitchen. The room is compact, and so is the dining room next to it, being only half the size of her bedroom. The kitchenwares are neatly organised on the table by the fireplace used for cooking, with pots neatly hanging atop the burning logs.

The blonde woman brings out a knife and grabs a crab from a waterfilled bucket near the fireplace. She places the crab onto the table and sighs, bringing the blade down to the carapace of the crab's head. The knife splits it open and separates the eyestalks of the crab, giving it a quick and painless death, as the creature stops moving.

She sighs, It's a natural thing, death, the one thing she of all people should know the most. Without it, there is no life, no gods nor humans, for how can there be if the stars stayed forever eternal. For every death, comes life, born anew after the end of another. Fallen creatures become the detritus that surrounds the surface of the world, feeding hundreds and thousands, or possibly help grow trees. She shakes her head; this is too early in the morning to think such troublesome thoughts. But it troubles her still that though she presently lives on the surface, there are many instances here that remind her of Irkalla. That dreary place...

Solemnly she places a hand on top of the corpse, and reality succumbs to her divine authority, stopping the crab's decay. This prevents the toxins in its gills to seep into the meat as it usually happens right after death; it would not do to ruin her dish. Carefully, she places the crab into the boiling pot and walks to her garden.

The garden itself is a menagerie of crops and flowers growing under the sun, creating a fantastically lovely sight to see with all the variety of flora. A sort of open-air museum of nature's majesty, an artwork of life. But she didn't come here to admire her work, but to find an expensive ingredient for her dish. Sequestered in a small hidden corner, covered by her rather little tool shack, is a small vine supported by a wooden pole. But it's not just any vine, the fruits of this plant are known to cause significant trade disputes, and even wars have been fought over it, or at least back in her world. A fruit that was so valuable that for a time, nearly every trader can set whatever price they wanted on it. Of course, what she is seeing is the Black Pepper plant, and what she is extracting is the peppercorn that comes from it.

With the wave of her hand, the peppercorn fully matures yet remains unripe, as she picks them off the Black Pepper plant itself. With seasoning secured, she comes back to the kitchen to make her dish.

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After breakfast, she retreats to her study room, which is adorned with bookshelves full of books on a variety of topics, though most of them are books on the history of the world. In front of the window is her desk and chair, which makes for a cosy workplace. On the desk are the requests of her clients for her famed flowers.

You see, in Braavos she is known as Orylla Meranos, the skilled florist and former "slave" of a Dothraki Khalasar, regarded as a local beauty and celebrity, known for her kindness, elegance, and being a woman of culture. Though in truth, she is the goddess Ereshkigal, who was no slave nor florist, though the power of growth and decay is exceptionally convenient for her newfound job.

These past four months in this world had been quite tumultuous at first, but it quickly became comfortable after she set up her business here in Braavos, thanks to the help of some kind men and women. Life here has been very enlightening for the previously lonely goddess of the Great Below. Like a starving dog, she's been taking almost every opportunity to enjoy her newfound freedom here and met all kinds of people. Though despite that, she still wishes to come back to Chaldea, and see Ritsuka again. She misses the company she once had; to argue meaninglessly with Ishtar only to make up at the last second, running away from that muscle brained goddess, and just talking with her master; all of it made her feel so complete. Her heart aches to see them again. Hopefully, they're okay after that mess with Solomon...If not, well she can always drag Ritsuka back from the underworld...right?

In search of the Grail, she went to all the magical circles she could find in Braavos and researched deeply, though even then the goddess still doesn't have any clue on where the damn cup is yet, then she looked for other alternatives to return but came up with nothing. In the meantime, she spends her days here selling flowers and talking to the people.

She picks up a sheet of paper and reads the request, two orders for a King Protea and several orders for Heathers and Delphinium to create a bouquet fit for the prettiest courtesan of Braavos. Ah yes, another request from a lovestruck man, how very common here. Though she really shouldn't say that, since Ereshkigal herself is quite the romantic. She recalls a couple of times she stared at Ritsuka for a tad longer than usual, before tearing herself away from the sight.

She walks to the gardens again and rapidly grew said flowers with her authority over growth and decay and leaves to deliver her order in her "Casual" overworld outfit.


The bouquet she holds for the order has some extra flowers just in case anything happened to them. If nothing happens at all, then the customer has additional flowers, it's a small loss anyways, she can always grow more of the flowers fast.

In this city of a hundred islands and as many canals, the Goddess Ereshkigal ventures forth to deliver flowers.


As she opens up the door to her house, her nose is greeted with the smell of salt as her hair sways drastically due to the ocean breeze. She hears the sound of the rising and falling of waves and the chirping of birds, but she delights in listening to the bustling city waking up. The laughing children, the boisterous negotiations, and the gossip of the women are sounds Ereshkigal delights in, for these are the sounds of a city alive.

Ereshkigal's house is situated directly south of the fishmonger Brusco's home and is northeast of the bloody bridge. There are no roads in her area, just canals, and the distance between her door to the canal's waters is two steps away. It's a miracle that this city rarely floods. The buyer is located it seems, near the Iron Bank, about southwest of it. A pretty wealthy neighbourhood, that area, which makes sense considering how especially expensive the order is. After all, gardens and flowers are quite rare in Braavos.

It seems like she's going to need to take a gondola considering the distance, which "luckily" enough, there is one right in front of her house. Though she doesn't think its coincidence, considering the person on the boat. Vararro Paenel is a man with many years under his belt (for a human), his former fishing days has left him tan and wrinkled, he stands with a hunchback. Vararro has this full greying beard that makes him older than he looks and with his everpresent smile, he closely resembles Santa Clause, but if he was skinny and brown. To Ereshkigal, Vararro is the closest thing to a personal driver in this world, taking her anywhere she wants to go provided she has coin, and the goddess loves listening to his tales every time she goes out. The two met during her first days in the city, and through their conversation, have grown to be good friends. The man is just so jolly; it's impossible for her to dislike him.

Ereshkigal begins to speak in Braavosi High Valyrian "(How nice of you to always pick me up in such an early hour without fail.)" She says, acting overly elegant and pompous.

The man responds with a deep "Ha!" and bows reverently, "(Of course, M'lady, if I failed this noble task, I would've been acquainted with the executioner's blade)." He finishes off with a curtsy, which creates a bizarre sight to Ereshkigal's eyes.

And with tense silence, the two couldn't keep their waves of laughter at bay and snapped. After a few moments, they calm down as Ereshkigal gets on the gondola.

Vararro asks with a deep scraggly tone "(Where to capt?)"

Ereshkigal dusts off her dress before replying "(The Blue Lantern, I've got a customer near the Iron Bank.)"

Vararro whistles as he begins to navigate the boat, "(Rubbing shoulders with em lords and ladies eh? wow, to see how far you've gone.")

"(Oh don't flatter me Vararro)" Ereshkigal rolls her eyes

Vararro scoffs at that, "(If I were flattering ye, I would 'ave said that yer dress makes you look like a queen. If I didn't know any better, I might've--)"

"(Yes! Okay, I get it! Thanks!) " Ereshkigal nearly flusters at that, though Vararro isn't half wrong about her being queen.

This gets a chuckle from the old ex-fisherman as he says "(you need ta learn how to take compliments miss)", and silence follows after that. The only sound present is the movement of the boats and water.

Then Ereshkigal chooses to speak, "(You know...Curtsies are usually for women of the court, men, especially older ones, aren't meant to do them, it just looks idiotic.)"

"(Well excuuuuse me, princess. ya think I would care about which lords bend over which way.)"

"(Phrasing)"

Vararro scoffs "(Pah, phrasing she says...)"

"(Though you pull a convincing act you know? Vararro, have you ever thought of being a mummer?)"

Vararro shakes his head" (I only do honest work ms. Meranos. Find someone else to act in a play. I'm quite fine with being a gondolier.)

Ereshkigal replies jokingly "(Whatever you say, old man. You could rot on this boat for all I care.)"

"(Speaking of prince and princess... ye found a man yet? Living in that house and doing everything by yourself must be quite lonely, if I were you, I would've gone mad, and I fish for most of my life! You know...you shouldn't waste your youth just doing your job, I should know...)" He speaks solemnly as the conversation takes a darker turn.

If it were anyone else asking that, she would've given them divine punishment for their presumption, but with him, she'll take the time to correct his misunderstanding.

"(I do have a man)" she says softly, "(he's just...far away)" she comes up with a lie "(The Dothraki separated us, but I still hold on to the hope that he's still alive)"

"(Oh, I see...)" Vararro holds on his oar tightly "(Listen miss...as long as you're in Braavos, you're safe from em horse fockers. I'll guarantee that. This city here was made by slaves so that no decent man will live in chains.)"

Ereshkigal nods and silence follows before it is shortly broken by her, "(Besides, I haven't just been doing my "job", I've indulged myself from time to time. In fact, I've never felt so free, every day there's always something new for me. I mean, I thought you would've noticed considering how many places you've dropped me at.)"

Vararro hunches his shoulders and says, "(Look, once you're off the canals, you're outta my sight. Besides, I thought you were just meeting up with your customers. Though I gotta admit, it's amazing a woman like you got time for yourself, managing a business all on your own.)"
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The sun is a quarter way to its Zenith by the time the two reach to the northern region of Braavos. The bustle of the city is nearing full bloom, and they have to contest for space in the canals against other gondolas. One such gondola happened to have familiar faces to Ereshkigal.

Their two boats crash suddenly, due to the tightness of space. Vararro exchange insults to the other gondolier, but the passengers of the gondola, a family of three looked to Ereshkigal in surprise, a mother, father, and a daughter.

The daughter, no older than fourteen, points at the goddess in fascination. "(Mom look! It's the flower woman from last week!)"

"(Yes Minesa)" The mother rubs her head soothingly and looks up to Ereshkigal, "( How are you today Orylla?)"

Ereshkigal smiles and replies, "(I'm doing quite fine, thank you, how are the flowers I gav---)"

"(Is it true that your flowers can make anyone fall in love with me?)" The daughter boisterously asks.

The father chides Minesa "(Shush Minesa, don't interrupt the woman.)"

"(Sorry...)" the daughter looks down dejected.

The father looks at Ereshkigal with a sheepish look, "(forgive her)" he says, scratching his head, "(My daughter can get too excited sometimes.)"

"(It's perfectly fine, I don't think we've met mister...?)"

"(Garreo Stassaris, a pleasure to meet you)" He extends a hand

"(Pleasures all mine)" She says, shaking his hand. She looks down at the once loud girl, now furtive after being chastised by her father. "(Hey)" she speaks softly; the daughter steals a glance at her before looking back down. "(Don't be so scared, I've got just the thing to cheer you up.)" Ereshkigal reaches into the bouquet to grab an extra King Protea flower she brought and infuses it with a bit of her magic. As a goddess, it is well within her authority to give out a blessing, so reality bends to her authority yet again. The King Protea now gives the first person to touch it a slight increase in their lifespan, a blessing well within her power as Queen of Irkalla.

Ereshkigal delicately brings the flower to the girl herself, who looks at it in amazement. She grasps for it, and as her wrist reaches the flower, Ereshkigal can already notice the blessing taking form within the girl.

"(Thank you...)" she speaks with reverence.

The mother and father look at her in astonishment, "(Isn't this type of flower costly for you to procure? I heard they only grow in Sothoryos...We-we can't accept this...)"

"(Its alright, as long as it helps her smile.)" The death goddess looks down to the mortal being, "(Keep it safe and cherish it. It will improve your health. Forgive me, but I must go)"

The family of three exchange their goodbyes, as Ereshkigal's gondola finally moves towards their destination.

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Part one of the Braavosi Sidestories.

QM note: I'm no botanist or a cook so please forgive me if I got some details wrong.

Anyways quick question, what are your guy's thoughts on doing a Sidequest?

As in a short interlude quest involving one of the side story characters?

Like Nightingale, Ereshkigal, or Okita.

If you guys want to do a Nobu quest, then I can only do that after the Volantis arc for the main story posts and that will lead to this quest's hiatus. (A quest with Nobu will probably be a CKII style quest and is too big to be a short interlude. It will also require a considerable amount of effort and will be a separate thread itself, so if you guys are up for it, then I don't mind.)

Also also, what do you guys think of having this quest crossposted to SpaceBattles. Do you guys not mind that or will that make voting too messy?

The fate of the Stassaris family is most tragic
Oh, and votes for the most recent update won't be locked until we've got a tiebreaker on what to respond to Arturia with.
right now its :
2 votes for ignoring taunt
2 votes for "You almost sound jealous. Annoyed you didn't think of that first?"
2 votes for "[X] "It was on purpose. The ones sacrificing others should be the first to burn. And their patron shortly after."


Thanks for reading!
 
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Anyways quick question, what are your guy's thoughts on doing a Sidequest?

Why not? I mean, I don't know either of those characters, what with lack of familiarity with FGO, but I barely knew Jalter either, and that doesn't prevent me from enjoying the heck of out this quest. I just hope it won't end up with this one being deserted.

Also also, what do you guys think of having this quest crossposted to SpaceBattles. Do you guys not mind that or will that make voting too messy?

Not a huge fan, to be honest - from what I saw, it leads to two voting blocks who don't speak to each other, and it can create frustration when one side feels sidelined - but I can understand you'd want to reach for a wider audience.
 
Also also, what do you guys think of having this quest crossposted to SpaceBattles. Do you guys not mind that or will that make voting too messy?

It doesn't bring much for the quests I've seen do it. Either one side dominates and makes the other irrelevant, or you have two voter blocks that don't communicate.

Anyways quick question, what are your guy's thoughts on doing a Sidequest?

As in a short interlude quest involving one of the side story characters?
As long as it stays short I don't really mind, but you might lose engagement from people that only want Jalter. You already have a small voterbase, which is a shame. I like this quest and think it's fairly well written.
 
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[X] "It was on purpose. The ones sacrificing others should be the first to burn. And their patron shortly after."
 
Anyways quick question, what are your guy's thoughts on doing a Sidequest?

As in a short interlude quest involving one of the side story characters?

Like Nightingale, Ereshkigal, or Okita.
Well I'm certainly interested. I'd prefer Nightingale as I think she would be the most engaging. I like Ereshkigal, but don't think she'd be quite as interesting to follow.
 
Anyways quick question, what are your guy's thoughts on doing a Sidequest?

As in a short interlude quest involving one of the side story characters?

Like Nightingale, Ereshkigal, or Okita.

It'd be interesting, on the other hand it might slow the momentum of Jeanne's arc. Though I guess if you put it at a natural stopping point it would make sense. I'd probably enjoy Ereshkigal, but that's mainly because Bravos is such an interesting place. Dorne is pretty cool to.

Also also, what do you guys think of having this quest crossposted to SpaceBattles. Do you guys not mind that or will that make voting too messy?

Generally I'd say no, but this quest seems to be lacking in votes that last few updates. If you could get more votes here I think that would be better.
 
I'm down for a side quest I'll read whatever you write.

Crossposting on space battles leaves the door open for people who double vote.
 
Locking Votes,
[X] Plan Together, they fight crime!
[X] "It was on purpose. The ones sacrificing others should be the first to burn. And their patron shortly after."


Thank you guys for sharing your thoughts, they were insightful. I've decided to stick to just posting on SV rather than crosspost, I feel that the cons of a split voter base that don't communicate with one another outweigh the benefits of an increase in players. This quest's premise is quite niche so its expected to not have that many voters, I'll just keep on improving the quality of the writing and story and wait for more people to discover this little quest of mine rather than reach to other websites.

Anyways, there should be a poll shortly after this is posted on which "Sidequest" You'd like to participate in. The poll ends whenever Jeanne and crew embark to Sunspear or some other location.
 
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I just had a thought about a couple ways to increase readership. One thing you can do is crosspost the sidequest on both SV and SB as it should be short enough to avoid the worst consequences of crossposting. That might lure in people from SB to check out the main quest on SV. Of course you'd have to deal with the potential pitfalls of crossposting in the sidequest, which might make it more work than you want to put into it. The other idea is to make story only threads, probably on both SV and SB, so more people can read the story and hopefully lure a few in to the quest thread to start voting.
 
I just had a thought about a couple ways to increase readership. One thing you can do is crosspost the sidequest on both SV and SB as it should be short enough to avoid the worst consequences of crossposting. That might lure in people from SB to check out the main quest on SV. Of course you'd have to deal with the potential pitfalls of crossposting in the sidequest, which might make it more work than you want to put into it. The other idea is to make story only threads, probably on both SV and SB, so more people can read the story and hopefully lure a few in to the quest thread to start voting.

Sounds like a good idea actually, I might just try that. Just posting a story-only thread will prevent muddying the votes and get more eyes on it. Hopefully, it would increase the number of participants in this quest, but I'm not to optimistic about that. Thanks!
 
Midtown Cleansing IV
[X] Plan Together, they fight crime!
-[X] Go to a District together
--[X] Guildtown
---[X] Find out what is happening there and put an end to it. Hopefully, via murder.
----[X] 100 men are coming along.
----[X] 300 men will try to restore order in the South Market, 50 will go to the Warrens and 50 others in the Thieves Quarters to make sure those areas remain somewhat calm (and prevent rioters from South Market from spreading there)
[X] "It was on purpose. The ones sacrificing others should be the first to burn. And their patron shortly after."

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"Found some cultists, freed their sacrifice and burned them all."

Artoria gives a double-take before massaging her temples with her clawlike gauntlets, "You mean to tell me that you killed the cultist en masse, on a summoning circle that is powered by sacrifice?" She asks with a hint of exasperation and incredulity.

You nod, a bit red on the cheeks, it's a good thing you've got a helmet on.

"Well, at least this dog can clean up her own mess."

"It was on purpose." You reply back

"Was it now?" She asks incredulously, raising a single eyebrow.

"You should've seen the ritual itself, a woman at the centre with the freaks circling her. She was about to be sacrificed, and I...I couldn't let it happen under my watch. The ones sacrificing others should be the first to burn. And their patron shortly after."

"You'll kill a god?" Saber asks with incredulity.

"I've killed worse." You reply back; she still looks at you with incredulity

After a few moments, Saber nods at that, " Well at least you took responsibility for that decision, no matter how emotionally driven that choice was. Look, just learn a bit of restraint from now on Jeanne," She half raises her hand but puts it back down, strange gesture, and looks at you sternly, her eyes narrowing " the men saw a massive column of fire from this plaza, the fire-worshippers too, especially. Not only did you summon a beast, but you have my people asking some unfortunate questions. Questions of gods and magic, chances are, those same men will spread rumours of a great pillar of fire, then, sure enough, the whole city would know of it, creating a legend originating from you. Will you take responsibility for that too?"

You reply, a bit frustrated, " Couldn't you just cover it up? Fires constantly happen during revolts; it wouldn't be strange to have some be conjured up during the fighting."

"Yes, only, Midtown wasn't where most of the fighting took place, and the flames you've made, Jeanne, are unique, no natural fire burns that bright and that tall."

You reply vehemently, "Then what about you? A young "man" who can fight with the strength of 10 others, who happens to be very skilled in leadership, wields a glowing black and red sword, and to top it off, suddenly manages to become the head of the city's guard even if its a temporary job. Doesn't that invoke questions too? Don't the men look at you with fear and curiosity? Don't they talk of you behind your back?"

"Everyday" Saber speaks with finality and narrowed eyes, "I've assuaged some of their fears and satiated their curiosities, but even still they question me. Besides, I don't need to rely on my strength and noble phantasm to win the day, my skill alone puts me heads and shoulders above anyone else. The men think I'm an up and coming prodigy, not some reincarnation of a hero with magical powers; I'd like for them to keep thinking that, or else we'll have more of the locals be involved in this peculiar Grail War. So I'll be grateful if you do the same, don't rely on your full set of skills given to you by the Grail, or you'll bring more people into this war."

You nod that, somewhat satisfied, though in your head you remark on the fact that Arturia has called you by your name more times than she called you "dog"...you wonder if that means something...or nothing at all really.
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"Main priority should be to find any summoning circles and these freaks and eliminate them. The cultist and the safety of the civilians will be the secondary objectives. I was planning on moving straight to the Guild District together after we finish up on Midtown. Any suggestions?"

You nod at Saber as the two of you begin to move towards Bridgeton, two heroic spirits of separate times conversing with one another. A strange and a peculiar thought.

You speak of your plans to Saber, "I agree, the two of us are prepared for any dangers in the Guild District than anyone here if there are any more of those Squidmen, we can cut them down before they do any damage anywhere else. Though I'd prefer it if we have a hundred of your men come with us. "

"You sure about that?" Saber asks sceptically, "You'd have them see these monsters firsthand?"

"In the case that they do, they'd be most likely dead. Besides, we need these men to secure the area properly; it can't just be the two of us there to pacify the district ourselves. Our jobs are monster hunting and investigation, not pacification of the area; it would take too much time."

"Yes, I see that, but what if the majority of the hundred men with us see these monsters and live to tell the tale?"

"We'll deal with that bridge when we cross it, now for the other four hundred...three scores of men should deal with the slave revolt at the South-Market, fifty men will secure the Warrens, and another fifty will secure Rat Towne."

Saber sighs at that, " If it weren't for these monsters I would've suggested that one of us go to the SouthMarket. Just three hundred men alone, without our support, would still be able to enforce the law, but they do it much slower without us. "

"Which means fewer supplies and crew for ships bound to Sunspear?"

Saber nods, " Which is why we must deal with the situation at hand with expedience. I trust the men will do their jobs in the SouthMarket, just not good enough. Though I must commend your suggestion of bringing a hundred men with us, it would most definitely speed things up. Though I am still concerned of them seeing these squid-creatures, oh well." At that, she scoffs to herself and keeps on moving with you. "At least this dog can think up basic tactics"
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You arrive at the main camp with due haste, the camp is located in the same area you liberated when you first came here. What was once an empty plaza is now filled with wagons, supplies, and makeshift tents. You forget how big this revolt is until you see the amount of effort the Guard regiments are putting into this operation. A city in chaos needs order, and that can only happen with the help of thousands of armed men, especially to a city of Volantis's size

You see the old man from before talking to a tall captain from a distance as you and Arturia move towards the enormous makeshift tent in the plaza. Immediately you see the amount respect the guard regiments give her as the men who guard the supplies stop their conversation to stand at attention, men moving wheelbarrows and crates drop them to salute their commander, and the captains who're busily ordering the troops stop to look at her.

What kind of impression has she made on the locals? Immediately you see the captains move towards their commander with haste.

The first to arrive is a short but well-built man of broad shoulders and a gruff look. Scars litter his bronze face of a rough complexion, his skin resembling that of sandpaper. His armour is plain and practical, with the same tiger cloak as every guard has, and attached to his back is a short spear with a bloody tip. The helmet he wears is conical and covering down to his eyebrows and ears. He stands resolute and dutiful.

"Commander" he speaks with a raspy voice, his tone is of reverence towards Arturia.

Saber nods at him, " Good to see you, Vogys."

"Likewise."

Another man arrives, he is of average height, taller than you and Vogys, and much slimmer too, like a twig. He wears no helmet, and his hair is raven black and curly. The hair reaches to the scruff of his neck and is wildly arranged as if he never bother to wash his hair and groom himself. He wears a relaxed grin on his rather smooth and tanned face, though you note how "triangular" his nose is. You've never seen something so...geometric on any man's face; Da Vinci would be ecstatic to see this.

The man wears light leather armour that exposes his midriff, though strangely enough, he isn't wearing a tiger cloak but rather a tiger bandana tied around his head, and around his waist are two daggers of exceptional quality.

He doesn't jog but saunters towards Arturia with a cocksure attitude and speaks with the voice of a tenor, "If it isn't the hero of the day!" he exclaims, " We searched for you when we marched here, were you stealing all the glory again oh commander of ours? A detour with your lady-friend perhaps?"

You hate him already, maybe you're too easily annoyed or quick to judge, but the way he speaks just rankles you in some sort of way. You'd burn him just for existing if it wasn't for Arturia at your side and your newfound restraint.

Vogys chimes in with a "Quite you!" which brings out a chuckle from the relaxed man.

Arturia responds with no hint of emotion in her voice, "There was much glory to be had in the temple, Sallo. It just happens that you weren't able to gain any."

"Oh? I know you're quite new to this position commander, but the last man to call me "incompetent." had all his guts spill out to the river right there." He points to the direction of the Market Bridge, "You fight really well Arturia, but I've studied your every move during the battle, and you're full of openings I must say."

Ah, he's an idiot too!

Arturia raises her eyebrow as you feel the air cloying with tension. You realize that Arturia's expression resembles that of a man contemplating whether a bug should be smashed or not. Before any blades could be drawn, another captain arrives, the same captain who was conversing with the old from before.

"We'll have a "talk" after this Sallo," Arturia warns as she swivels her head towards the newly arrived captain.

A closer look makes you realize that he was the same man who debriefed the whole situation before, in the government's building. He is much shorter than Sallo, but his body is much more defined. Under his large beard is a muscular neck, the face above it is rough of complexion, harsher than that of Vogys's. He sports narrow eyes and brown hair, though you note the one scar going across his left eye.

He wears a heavy suit of plate armour, complete with a tiger cloak and a two-sided battleaxe attached to the back. There are no decorations on any of his armour pieces.

He speaks with the same baritone you've heard from before, "Commander." he speaks tersely.

"Good, now that you're here Adario, we can start..." Arturia explains the situation at hand and her plans so far.

After the debriefing Vogys makes his request known, " I would like to lead the men to the SouthMarket, I feel that my skills will be most effective in that area. "

Sallo chimes in, "Well colour me surprised commander, how nice of you to dump the hard work on us so we can earn a name for ourselves. I pity the man who'll accompany you to the Guild District though, the cultist are all but gone and fighting the stragglers isn't glorious at all! I believe I should lead the charge to SouthMarket very much rather than this half-wit." He smiles satisfactorily but under that smile hints of a threat of what could occur if he didn't get what he wants.

"Forgive me but a quick question." Adario speaks abruptly, "Are you two...siblings? " He points at the two of you "Twins perhaps? I must say, the resemblance is uncanny..."

"I've been wondering that too..." Vogys speaks inquisitively, while Sallo cups his chin and "hmms"

What do you respond to that?
[] Write-in

There are three captains that you can assign to a mission.


Vogys: The man's tactics are simple and straight forward, though he has a penchant for excessive brutality. His men are heavily armoured and well discipline, though they can be utter zealots when it comes to orders. Expect a massacre occurring wherever he goes, but he is effective in enforcing law and stability. Maybe a little too good.

Sallo: The man is cunning and sly, though he tends to be cocky and overambitious. His men wear light armour and are elites in reconnaissance and are very skilled with light weapons. They can cover fast tracts of land fast and are highly mobile and manoeuvrable. Though the men are undiscipline but highly independent. Expect expert killers doing what they do best, killing. But only killing. Possible chance of several parts of the city to be ransacked and looted by some rogue elements of Sallo's regiments.

Adario: The shining star of Volantis's guard captains. The man steadily rose from the lowest rank to that of a captain and was the most popular of all the other captains, before his star was eclipsed by Saber's. The man has a good relationship with his troops and is a skilled leader; thus his men are resistant to morale shocks. Not only that, but he is adaptive and cunning. Expect him to fulfill your orders to the fullest, and adapt when the situation changes drastically.

Assign these three commanders to a mission.

Rat Towne and Warrens Pacification
---[] Insert captain name

SouthMarket Pacification
---[] Insert captain name

Guild District Escort
---[] Insert Captain name.

QM Note: Now comes the great assigning! Thanks for reading, will revise again after I sleep. Hopefully I interpreted your votes to the story faithfully, if not please point it out.
 
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[X] Glare at the three for their insolence. "We're in the middle of quelling a rebellion, and that's what you decide to ask? We were born a sea apart to entirely different parents. Any resemblance you see is pure coincidence. Now, unless your duty and valor is eclipsed by your curiosity?"

Not entirely happy with the phrasing, but it has the general tone I want to go with. :V
 
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