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    1. Halvtand 11 yrs ago

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5 yrs ago
Current If you are what you eat, only cannibals are human
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5 yrs ago
The five-second rule does not apply when you have a two-second dog
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6 yrs ago
How many lightbulbs does it take to change a person?
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6 yrs ago
If pigs are so smart, why does 66% of them build houses out of such crappy materials?
6 yrs ago
When you become an adult, people stop asking which dinosaur is your favourite. It's like they don't even care anymore.
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@13org
The four men around Nari all reacted differently to what had happened. One who had been on top of the tree trunk when she appeared had become so surprised that he'd simply fallen over and landed hard on the ground. The second went for the axe the ninja had taken from him in order to fight back. On the ground one of the men brought out some kind of necklace from within his clothes and clutched it hard in both hands as the last man simply turned around and ran away, back toward the nearest settlement.

@Vashonn
Leaving the bodies on the road and walking away, anyone could stumble upon them... Someone did.

@Bishop
The houses remained still and quiet.
"Liar!" The kid shot out his right arm just when the ninja came into range, not a feat an ordinary kid could pull off without a lot of luck. His aim was off and the still undrawn sword passed a hair's breadth in front of the ninja.
Recognizing what had happened the kid pulled his arm back to a basic fighting stance. "I knew it!" He exclaimed, half triumphantly and half cursing his own bad luck. "Only one trained in the secret arts of the black tower could move like that! Lapdog! Pissant! Tell the queen that we're loyal, we're not hiding any refugees here! That is... Unless you wish to have a proper taste of my blade."
The kid grabbed the scabbard in his left hand, ready to draw.

@Lord of Evil
Shortly after Satoi had gone, the kid woke up. He clutched his throbbing head for a short while until he saw his father. Without a moment's hesitation he ran to the well and got some water which he threw over the adult, abruptly waking him.
They searched the farm quickly, but found no trace of their assailant. Later that night they agreed to never talk about that morning ever again.
Working on an assignment for uni right now. I will try to get something written tonight if I have the energy, otherwise it will have to wait until tomorrow.
@13org Small post is a post. Better to post a little than to post nothing. Don't worry about it, mate, sometimes you just can't do more.
@Vashonn@Lord of Evil Nice, maybe you can meet up and go after them together?

@Bishop When I write, I control them, when you write, you control them. As long as your post doesn't go against anything I've written already it's all fine.

EDIT: @Bishop There are some clues about what's going on in what I've written so far (not only in that last gm-post). It may not be easy to spot though. An hint is to look at what the kid said last. Or you can just go with being confused and see where that takes you.
@Lord of Evil
That really is all up to you to decide. You had a list of subplots in the OP if you want to go after something like that or you can make up your own path. Feel free to drag your fellow players along if you do.

@GingerBoi123
Hey, you're the only one who hasn't posted yet, is everything ok?
@Vashonn
The three soldiers marched along, apparently oblivious to the ninja's presence. They turned their heads around every now and then to look out over the rice fields. It was apparent that they were simply patrolling, and spotting something off in a rice field is often extremely easy, and so none of them took their work very seriously.

@Bishop
“You don't fool me!” The youngling replied, waving his weapon in front of him like he was showing it off. “I know who you are and why you're here. You don't scare me and neither does you little 'friends'. Just take your phony story and go back to the queen's dungeon where you belong!”
As he spoke several window shutters and doors nearby opened up, just a fraction, enough for someone inside to look at what was happening, but still not enough to be spotted from the outside.

@13org
Approaching the source of the sound, Nari spotted half a dozen men standing around a fallen tree, axes and saws all around. It was a tree that had made the sound, but not an ordinary one. It was a mighty specimen, so thick that even lying down it would've completely concealed half of the men if Nari hadn't positioned herself above them. Counting the rings would give a closer number, but that tree was probably at least a thousand years old.
None of the men seemed to pay much attention to their surroundings, and two of them climbed up on the fallen trunk to better reach and chop off the branches with their axes.

@Lord of Evil
The farm was quiet. Apart from the barn there was the house where the humans lived, and connected to that some form of building for keeping livestock. A small area next to it held brown cows that chewed lazily as they looked at the newcomer with curiosity. The farm was small, so it was probably empty apart from the farmer and the boy.
A path, to call it a road would be insulting, led away from the farm between green pastures and fields of rice and seemed to connect with a road further away.
@Lord of Evil I feel extremely comfortable leaving such matters in the indubiously capable hands of my players. The rule is; if it makes sense - go for it!
@Vashonn
That looks all good. I'd say that amount of peeps fall under this part of the post I wrote earlier. But you did the right thing in being cautious. three is a good number, so there is no need to change anything.
Encounters and combat. [...]
Unless I specify something about the encounter such as presenting named characters, reveal number of attackers, troop type or describe a trap in detail it is all up to you to decide.
Halvtand


@Halvtand Nah nah, it's not you, it's me.


Are you breaking up with me?
@Bishop If it helps I can give you a new intro.
@13org
As Nari travelled toward the sound she noticed how the loud noises suddenly stopped, followed by a part of the forest disappearing.
Many people picture the sound of a falling tree as a mounting straining groan followed by a rough crash. Few realize how the cracking and snapping of wood fiber speaks to the part of a humans brain that is responsible for being afraid to break ones bones. The falling tree created a sound so thunderous that birds fled even far away and sent a shockwave through the ground powerful enough to make Nari's metal footwear rattle.

@Lord of Evil
As Satoi was safely hidden in the darkness he could see a young child enter the barn, about 12 years old. He looked tired, but not threatening. He sauntered around the barn, then bent over and picked up an armful of hay. Then he turned his head toward where Satoi had been sleeping and dropped his load. He took a few quick steps over there, bent down and easily tore away the straws that Satoi had kicked over his impromptu bed. Realizing what he was looking at the boy immediately yelled his father's name.
Quick steps came from outside and a big man appeared in the door and went over to the boy. He was big, a farmer for life, arms and legs like tree trunks. If he only knew a modicum of martial arts, know when to relax and when to tense up, he could probably prove to be a big problem even for a ninja. They talked in muffled voices for a second before the man slapped his son hard enough to be heard in the whole building.
“You say nothing of this, not a word!” Then he stormed away, only looking down right in front of his feet until he came to the door. “And hurry up with that hay!”
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