Ok, time to do triage. Examine the wounded youth for obvious wounds. With landmines and other small explosive devices, traumatic amputation and shrapnel damage is common. I don't see any missing limbs, so it's likely he's been injured by shrapnel. Concussive force injuries to his brain and internal organs are also a possibility, but that's a longer-term problem.

First we need to get the bleeding under control. Look for wounds near major arteries (you do know your own physiology well enough for this, right?) and slow the bleeding by applying pressure. If there is shrapnel inside him, apply pressure around it. Do NOT remove any shrapnel yet.

Elevate injuries that are not on his trunk above his heart. Use anything handy to get the wounds elevated, a log or whatever.

If a main artery is severed he may well die before any help can arrive unless it is pinched off. You can do this by hand (wash your hands and keep it pinched until it clots) or by cauterizing the torn artery.

As soon as he's not bleeding to death, get a blanket over him. Instruct the youth's companion to keep him warm, and go ride for help.


If there are internal injuries or cranial swelling he will need expert care for an extended period. If the injuries are just shrapnel wounds he will still need a good surgeon.

it's important we know what caused the damage. See if you can get a coherent story out of the conscious guy while we do some of our own investigation. What do you know of blast oil? Anything regarding the plant matter? What's stuck in the youth's leg? What wounds are visible on him?

>>275886
Looks like he's got something stuck in his leg, leave that there for now. First assess the level of damage. Much of that blood might be birds and panic might make the other dude see wounds that are graver than they are. Once we know how bad the wound is we know how to continue.

>>275886
IMPORTANT: What came out of the swamp? Was this a mortar attack?

August 2011/01/29(Sat)19:55 No. 276248 ID: f0527e
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'Blasters' are one of many titles for a profoundly moronic plant creature, showed up as part of the retinue of the Swamplight Witch over three hundred years past, her kingdom was razed and taken by the Epincendre family under the Dragon Mephestendon.

They are usually quiet muckeaters, and timid omnivores but eventually conditions become appropriate for them to 'ripen.' Then they use their primitive eyes, and superb sense of hearing to seek out and explosively create fresh carrion into which to spread their spores. Their oil can be harvested if you manage to deflate or burst them prematurely.


"Hold on, don't try and move him. We have to stop the bleeding. Just keep him calm and breathing. Don't let him fall asleep.
"O-okay... it's going to be alright Samyal, no, no don't close your eyes just keep on-"

I've helped dissect a few bodies and can say the wounds look like shrapnel from both the Avian and the Blaster. Infection will be hellish if we can stop the bleeding.

>>276248
Leave the largest shrapnel in until you've got the other wounds' bleeding down. It restricts bloodflow by plugging the wound. Hey, you know that carbon fiber thread? Could be used for stitching, I think. However, you should probably give us a summary of what medical supplies we have- any bandages, thread&needle, disinfectant?

>>276248

The leg wound is worrying, but the trunk wound may have caused some real damage. With any luck it didn't pierce the abdominal wall. If it did, check for lacerations to the organs. A lacerated liver is just as bad as a damaged artery for blood loss.

Get the leg and arm elevated.

As to infection, you'll need to irrigate the wounds and treat them with a good fungicide once the patient is stable. A broad spectrum antibiotic would be in order as well.

>>276248
What are the odds of the checkpoint having medical supplies? Might be worth turning back for.

Aside from normal risk of infections, considering these creatures detonate in order to spread their spores, is there risk of something growing INSIDE the wounded guy? Or do the spores only flourish in carrion?

...More importantly, do these creatures make any sort of distinctive sounds..?

>>276248
Fucking creepers.

Alright, if this person isn't going to be properly useful then have him go to the guards for aid. At least basic medical supplies if they won't fetch a healer or come out to help.
If you can't keep him awake long enough for a round trip to the guard post then he's probably better off asleep for it anyway.
Yes, I did mean it that way; we're not miracle workers here.

Apply a snug bandage to the leg to reduce blood flow, but don't apply a tourniquet unless you plan to amputate. The same goes for his arm.
Elevate his wounds - consider rolling him onto his right side.
Irrigate the abdomen wound and look for any signs of organ damage. If he suffered intestinal damage then he's almost as good as dead, but fortunately there isn't anything too vital in the area.
If you see any minor veins or arteries that have been nicked and are pulsing blood then cut them - this will cause them to retract into the surrounding tissue and collapse. Major veins and arteries must be stitched together.
Once you've got bleeding under control there stitch it up and move on to the leg, then the shrapnel-impaled section of leg, then the arm.

These wounds look much worse than they are, and most of the blood isn't his.

>>276248
Wow, that is quite a big leg wound. You're going to need a shitload of compressors and bandages. Then bandage up his wounds to keep him from bleeding out. Get him on the cart of the wagon, unhitch the dead bird and then make the living one move.

August 2011/01/31(Mon)16:02 No. 276872 ID: d7bfc7
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That skinning knife will go to a good if unintended use it seems.
"I need alcohol, stronger the better"
"I've got some grog."
"Yes, and needles thread, cloth... and get rid of that avian we need to get him out of here as soo-"
"I have no needles or thread, have some blankets and a tarp."
"No! that won't help, just, get the cart geared to go."
I use the grog and some water from my canteen to flush out the wound so I can see, nicking or searing shut anything still leaking with knife and coin.
"Damn I can't tell what that is, ascending deep circumflex of the ilac, maybe? Can't smell any bile, just mud... that's good, I guess. Here hold th.."
I don't think he can hear me, perhaps shock is setting in or he's been deafened? Nevertheless, I manually guide him to at least keep some pressure on his left arm.

August 2011/01/31(Mon)16:08 No. 276874 ID: d7bfc7
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"Will he be okay"
"If I could promise that I would, can we get the cart moving?"
"The load is too heavy for one bird"
"Then dump it."
"It's block from the quarry, I'm going to need help."
"Just, give me a moment, need to get this tightened up. I'll need your help to carry him too."
There goes much of my cloak, pity really, I was starting to get used to it. Will have to apologize to Ludicia.

What's a cloak compared to a man's life? She'll understand.

August 2011/01/31(Mon)16:20 No. 276878 ID: d7bfc7
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"Saint's no..."
"Ah... well... best laid plans and all."

>>276878

You have a choice. You can cut the other avian loose and scare it away, thus luring the creeper off after it, or you can send the horse off to serve the same function. Could the horse or the avian outrun the creeper? If so, pick the faster one, as it will have the better chance at survival.

Flee. And take your horse. Just get out of the blast radius. You tried to do the right thing, here, but it's just not feasible. Nothing you can do and no use feeling guilty about it.

>>276878
Well you did say you have a dirk with you. Can you manage a throw well enough to deflate it?

>>276879
Then the Avian goes. That horse belongs to his sister, she's going to be pissed if she doesn't get it back.

>>276883

I think she'd rather have a dead horse than a dead brother. No matter what he decides, she'll understand as long as he comes out of it alive.

Use one of your magic expendables on it. Phoenix Egg or Frostshot. Whichever one would be best here. Kill it quick before it's within blast radius.

Throw firecrackers to distract it, then zap it with cold.

August 2011/02/02(Wed)22:41 No. 278567 ID: d5c481
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I cannot assuredly get to Adrian fast enough to either flee (as if I could be so dishonorable) nor get the Phoenix Egg or firecrakers from the saddlebag. Nor am I of sufficient skill to throw the dirk with any accuracy, if it were even weighted to be thrown so.

I pull the Frostshot Stone from the brim of my hat.

August 2011/02/02(Wed)22:49 No. 278573 ID: d5c481
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"Iasashhzzz'aictak"

I feel a shudder of chill run down my arm and that smell of... something unidentifiable, yet 'winter-y.'

August 2011/02/02(Wed)22:53 No. 278579 ID: d5c481
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There is a hiss as hoarfrost and slick ice coats the front of the beast. It shudders and recoils from the unnatural chill, the explosive oils and spores surging beneath it's flesh coalescing and solidifying momentarily... a pause...

August 2011/02/02(Wed)22:58 No. 278581 ID: d5c481
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Yet a merely temporary one, I hear a metallic click next to me and before I can register it's source the blaster steps forward again, drawing breath for it's dreaded hiss.

I desperately try to open up an energy channel for the Frostshot Stone, I know can pause it again. Perhaps even overcharge it and burst it's veins wi-

Animated August 2011/02/02(Wed)23:10 No. 278590 ID: d5c481
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The shot startles us both, like a duel thunderclap born of and ending in flames.

For a moment the beast struggles to remain erect, in the next it slumps to the ground. Ceding the battle to the internal inferno, the twitching corpse popping like a barrel of firecrackers.

Hell yeah, someone with a gun! Who is it?

>>278591
Hopefully it's not one of those guards or a Sperenze Brother.

>>278604
Well, we're covered in dust and are wearing unfamiliar clothing... I don't know what visual cues they go off of, but that might give us a moment of confusion, at least.

Oh look, saved. Well I hope you learned your lesson, August. That being that playing a hero can and will get you killed. Were it not for the timely assistance received, you'd be a messy pile of gib right about now, spawning grounds for more of these creatures. Does the prospect please you? You're going to have to be a bit more flexible when it comes to what actions are and aren't "honorable" or at least "tolerable," as you don't have enough personal power to enable you to afford such luxuries.

Oh, and remember your manners. Turn and say thank you.

>>278590
Oh good. Look to see who's there.

>>278632

Self-righteous much? August's only mistake was not having the firecrackers or egg on him (that, and the earlier mistake of forgetting his pistol at home).

>>278661
Which reminds me, we really need to get another weapon. There a place along the way where you can get a gun without drawing attention?

August 2011/02/04(Fri)18:12 No. 279103 ID: d5c481
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"AHAHAHHA! Headshot and kill! No worries boys I've got the road, To the hunt Onkimor!"

"Than-I-wai-buwha?"

>>279103
...What the hell is he riding.

August 2011/02/04(Fri)18:21 No. 279107 ID: d5c481
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With a kick to spur her Otton and a howl of raucous laughter it's gone again. Like some crazed bloody Morrigan yet another apparition lost to the mist...

I sit for a moment before another distantly muffled blast jerks me to my senses and I hear the tradesman at my shoulder.
"Damn crazy lowlanders, it their men are crazy their women twice so. 'Owever, should go, help me with him."

>>279107
So a crazy redneck Burmecian just came riding down the road on a giant otter hunting creepers.

What the fuck.

Clearly noise attracts the creepers, so you really ought to get moving, as one boom and another might draw yet more.

>>279108
A crazy redneck Burmecian LADY just came riding down the road on a giant otter hunting creepers.

Not a bad looking lady either.

Anyway, don't get mesmerized by the booty. Continue the rescue operation!

Crazy or not she saved your bacon. Next time you see her, be sure to thank her.

August 2011/02/06(Sun)21:05 No. 279738 ID: d5c481
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Well, I would hardly say that was a 'lady' per-say however, she verifiable did have certain... aspects not displeasing to the gaze. But uhm... ah yes, rescue operations.... yes.

"Will he be o-"
"That's the fifth time you've asked that and I still don't know. I do know that none of us will be okay if we don't get moving."
"Samyal, He's my son, please..."
"I've done 'most everything I can for him here, we need to get him to a hospital, to a proper doctor."

August 2011/02/06(Sun)21:10 No. 279742 ID: d5c481
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"Dammit can't we go any faster!"
"It's only one bird on a full load!"
"Well on of the factors in this equation is about to be altered!"
"ehh?"
"Nevermind!"
I strain against a stack of stone block. I am no laborer nor strongman, but even a child of our kind has enough strength in their legs to leap to a rooftop.

Speaking of which...
>burmician
I assume this in some way is referring to my kind?

August 2011/02/06(Sun)21:11 No. 279743 ID: d5c481
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...

>>279743
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF-
You know, it's moments like these where I wish we could temporarily gratn our bearers with otherworldly powers.
Say, such as the power to punch stone into small regular cubes, which may be then instantaneously placed upon the ground in a regular, cubic foot of stone repeatedly.

Otherwise, DUMP THE BALLAST, FULL SPEED TO SAFETY!!!

>>279743
>>279758
>grant
Oh, and see what you can do about charging up your Frostshot Stone again; now with some stability on the cart you should be able to open up a proper mana channel. It's time for some caravan guarding. (Majora's Mask style)

Just tell me you didn't leave your horse behind.

The only way to stop these guys is to get far enough and detonate them from a distance all at once. If you can go faster and without tiring your mount too soon you'll be fine. If your ride is going slower then them, you have a problem. Dump what you can from the cart and if that isn't enough then tell me, compared to the cart and your pursuers how fast can you run?

>burmecian
Ah, remember how we knew of the bolds but less of the varieties and specifics? In the same way we didn't know anything about your people but knew of your race, and that term relates to that. The visual we gave you earlier of the white verhimen adorned in red? We recognize that as one from a "Burmecia" but we couldn't explain what that might be to you. I fear the matter may be completely inscrutable. But we should ponder this when getting blown to bits is less of an issue.

>>279742
>I assume this in some way is referring to my kind?
Yes and no. Some of us had seen a race like the Verhimen before, on a distant world, except people called them the Burmecians and that's what we assumed to call you at first. I suspect some of us are still doing it as a little joke.

>>279959
Yeah, a joke, let's go with that

August 2011/02/08(Tue)21:54 No. 280437 ID: d5c481
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Bailing ballast...

August 2011/02/08(Tue)21:56 No. 280439 ID: d5c481
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behold bounteous ballast...

August 2011/02/08(Tue)21:57 No. 280441 ID: d5c481
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...behold bailing bounteous ballast ballistics.

... do you have any torches? throwing a couple should let them on fire and if one explodes then it will cause a chain reaction a take them all out.

August 2011/02/08(Tue)22:16 No. 280453 ID: d5c481
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Bailed block behind, Ballistically bashing balance-less blasters, something something else with 'b'... uhm... bringing bountiful bruising? Bah... Besides running out of 'b' words.

Let us try something else.

August 2011/02/08(Tue)22:18 No. 280455 ID: d5c481
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"Iasashhzzz'aictak...
Iasashhzzz'aictak ...
Iasashhzzz'aictak!"

I manage to stun a few, watching them fall behind as they stumble ungainly on poorly jointed and stubby legs. Then in the midst yet another intonation, I hear a snap and feel a gust of bitter wind.

August 2011/02/08(Tue)22:20 No. 280456 ID: d5c481
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"Damn, and I have run out of things to throw, and nearly the strength to throw them."

>>280456
Well, there's one last piece of excess weight... Get on ye horse. It'll let you escape if things get even more pear-shaped and it'll give them a better chance of escape as well.

Why is the horse not pulling the cart.

>>280461
Can't fit the harness.

Damn. Alright, well, I guess we can just ride it then. If that STILL doesn't make the cart fast enough, we may have to use the phoenix egg...

>>280456
Let's try something crazy. Put us between the broken peices. Hold it all like it's one complete piece. Try to intone the spell exactly the same as before. Maybe we can bridge the gap.

Caution: User attemtping higher functionary access August 2011/02/11(Fri)21:23 No. 281028 ID: d5c481
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>>280629
I 'should' probably try and jump to Adrian. I really should, yet...

A kind of curiosity takes me, I want to see, even if it sounds silly, a ridiculous idea even. I would still like to 'know'. Gripping your sphere tightly between the two fragments I brace myself and raise my arm to speak the spell.

There is a crack of thunder in the distance, the smell of blood, a slight breeze, it feels right somehow, portentous even.

"Iasashhzzz-

Hazard: some temporary discomfort, distortion and/or loss of causation August 2011/02/11(Fri)21:34 No. 281033 ID: d5c481
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tHea--zhhfd A WIND... SaintsssssssaaaaSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
SSSHHHHHHKKKKKT a suddengustfrostlike bellsorthunders"odd, resonance"
{#FFA500}

Oh man that was great. We just need to tie you to the cart the next time we try that.

>>281033
OH NO! YOUR HAT! MY GOD, WHAT HAVE WE DONE?

>>281033
L̷̷̠͉͈̘̅̽̀e͈͉̲̹ͨ̔ͩ̉̔ͤ̔̊t̘̼̖̼̩̠͉̰̽̇̍̏̚'̷̫͔̩̥͊ͧ͝š̳̣͙̣̳̖̺̻̓̽̒̕͜ ̨̦̬̪̠̠̻̜̈́̏̉ͅn̷̯̙̒ͩ̎͊̉ͬͧ͐͗o͇̪̟̙̽ͧ̄t̗̲ͫ̓́̓̍ ̸̖͙̝̙̲̤͇̠̭̓̔̿͛̔̓̏̅d̷̜̜̭̹̝̝̹̝̽̏ͭ̄ͭ̕o̮͇̞̠̹̰ͧ͆ͦ ͓̣͓̣̰̼̗̅ͮ͋͐ͬ̔́̕t̖͕̤͚̣̠͇ͯͅh̶͎̮̘͐̏ȉ̜̞̃s̴̡͓͉̗͙̠̪ͬ̏̋ͪ̓̿ͭ͘ ̭̝̥̈̈ͩͩà̻̞̗͆͋̔͒͆ͬͭ̍g̵̺̗͙̥̖̮̽͒͌̆̀̚͠ả̊̈́͏̪͎̬̣̜̠̮̰́ḭ̧̠̍͆̓ñͨ͒ͬ̐
̞̤̣̤̭͊́̚͜

>>281033
If they're totally frozen the dude can stack them in the cart in place of his stone blocks, it'll probably pay for the medical fees and then some.

Wow, that was pretty cool.

Get it?

Anyway get on the cart again. That should slow them down *considerably*

WITHOUT HIS HAT HIS HEAD IS EXPOSED. THAT'S TOTALLY SCANDALOUS IN HIS CULTURE!

>>281059

I'M SURE EXCEPTIONS ARE MADE FOR DROPPING WICKED SICK FREEZE BOMBS ON A GAGGLE OF CREEPERS

August 2011/02/12(Sat)01:38 No. 281071 ID: d5c481
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Auhbuhlu... I... I feel a bit ill, and sore... everything feels sore very suddenly. I can... hear someone saying something.

Oh man we got to try this with the heat coin thing.

>>281072
Áu̸g̷̶͟ús̴̛t͝ ͠҉i̶s̀ B͢ĻAC͏K̴̵҉I͜N̨G͏͢͡ ̢̕Ò̕U͘T̴́.̵̡͠ ̸͟We ͜͠s̛͡ḩ͝o͝u͏l̶͜͠d ̴̧n̡o͞t ͟d̶̢o̶͞ ͘t̡͡hi̛s a̴g҉̸ai͘n̵͞.̢́̕

>>281074

That's because he fell off the cart. Next time we just need to have him wear a safety line before he tries it.

August 2011/02/12(Sat)02:01 No. 281076 ID: d5c481
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Cold... someone is moving, touching, rolling me over.

"Ova eer, think I've found my prize in this here hunt. Gimme a 'and with em."

>>281076
Take her hat.

Can you speak?
Croak out asking if the people on the cart are okay if you can. They probably are, but doesn't hurt to check.

Try not to look too pitiful and helpless, old bean.

Also, hooray for doing something slightly stupid, but quite impressive. Perhaps doing such things a bit more could build a name for yourself. If you don't croak first.

Okay, that was awesome and we are totally doing it again

>>280629 Here.
I was right. That WAS crazy. We probably reduced the frost-shot to gravel, pushing it like that.

With some practice and temperance, who knows what August can use us for?

Ask for your hat back.

August 2011/02/13(Sun)13:00 No. 281286 ID: d5c481
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I mumble something... something about hats... before drifting in... and out a fitful rhythmic reverie...

August 2011/02/13(Sun)13:11 No. 281290 ID: d5c481
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"Ahuh!?"
Oh! yor up, and even awake too.~"
"Ehbluthhuuu? Cathil Mak anter... seeeds without shellsss hidden in fotressess without walls.."
"mmm betcha gotchyoursef have a fever, just rest yor little head on mah should there hun. Fog's boutta clear, and we're mostways home and we'll get you cleaned up, fedded, and bedded."
"-no I don't nothing... what... everything's so soft... I've got no-where to rest my hands, and... my hat's melting a I-I I don't even
"Oh I'm suuuure yor gunna be quite the conversationalist you are. Anyways iffen you 'do' go all feverbrains no better place finden a use for a hotpanned man.~"

>>281290
August: Don't go crazy.

Here's hoping your hands are tied so you won't fall off.

>>281290
You appear to be slightly crazy from magical overload and or hypotermia. You should probably not try to do anything but rest right now.

Passing out is probably the appropriate thing to do at this time. It saves you the trouble of actually being responsible for anything embarrassing you do or say, including the reactions of your body. She DOES seem to be a bit larger that Lucida, though, doesn't she? In so many ways...

>>281318
Passing out sounds very good. Trying to talk may end up with some very secret and/or personal things being heard by your companion.
>>281290
Think, don't talk. Your head is a mess.
If you can't do that, try focusing on the fact that YOU HAVE YOUR HAT BACK! HUZZAH!

I know it's in the culture, but I would think that both recovering you and your hat would spell out a beneficial ally, yes?

August 2011/02/13(Sun)20:01 No. 281376 ID: d5c481
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"Welp, I do believe we, are here. welcome to home sweet home."
"Buhuh... mudhole...frog tied... hathands. Need fewer fog. Yes. Fewer. Abso-Absolutely. Need...going to, just pass out now. Reboot to drive and... Spearence."

>>281376
Hey, that actually made some sense. There is a bit too much fog around. Now pass out to awake in some awkward position later.

Yeah we know your hands are tied. It's so you don't fall off the damn horse, I assume. Relax for now, we'll see what happens later, once you're more lucid and there's actually an opportunity to *do something*.

Did you seriously restrain yourself there? Stop trying to talk and try to piece your thoughts back together instead. Did your master teach you any methods for such things?

August 2011/02/14(Mon)08:12 No. 281503 ID: 7b0457
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"Ahh Miss Sperenze, enjoy your hunt today? I see you have aquired some... peculiar game."
"Haha, oh you know it hun~
"Yes, well, the Dowager will certainly have words about you wandering around in the Elder Pines, yourself this time of season, regardless of the results."
Somehow dear, I'm really doubten you can guess at workens of the Mother's will better than I. Regardless of how you got your comfy little post here.~"
"I shall most certainly keep that in mind, milady."
"Ahuhhhoh..."

You are August de Sauterlle. You are under the assumed name of Ziria de Chatte from Takerile, Sealucid. If anyone asks your name, you are Ziria de Chatte. Remember this, for now you are Ziria de Chatte. Don't slip up.

You were in a tight spot and used a magical artifact in an inadvisable (but awesome) way. While you are presently disoriented, that will fade.

Remember, you are Ziria de Chatte. Your real identity is August de Sauterlle, but today you are Ziria de Chatte.

Ziria de Chatte.
Ziria de Chatte.
Ziria de Chatte.

>>281503
>Miss Sperenze
I REALLY hope this is just some distant relative

...they're not going to EAT you are they?

Consider some manner of escape.
[attempt to repair user's mental faculties]

What IS that rocky thing in the background? I thought the lowlands didn't have cliffs

>>281503
Oh, seems like you're in the care of one of the daughters of your rival. Sister to those guys that got your mask. So yay, now you're where you want to be, sort of. Just not in the situation you want to be.

Better keep your identity secret. Just play dumb until you feel better and play it off as being feverish later.

Chapter End August de Sauterelle 2011/02/14(Mon)22:33 No. 281677 ID: d5c481
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Next chapter continues...
>>281675