Bittersweet Candy Bowl

Icarus hears a thud as Albert falls to the ground, causing him to falter. Upon seeing the fallen knight, the paladin is filled with rage and hatred, all fueling his fighting spirit.

“…”

“You. Will. PAY FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE!!!”

He cries out, charging at Group C, hacking and slashing brutally, releasing his anger and hopefully taking out a large amount of the cannon fodder in the process.

(Bah, TD ninja’d me. Edited.)

Amaja’s face is riddled with pain as she clutches onto the dull end of the blade still in her shoulder as she pulls with all her might to remove it from her shoulder, tossing the Dao to the side when it finally lurches free. Standing herself up with her good arm, she turns her gaze to the still advancing fighters on Susanna, gritting her teeth and began to run towards the group with her free hand hanging behind her. The ground beneath her hand cracking and sending shards everywhere until she reaches a close proximity and thrusts her hand towards the soldiers trying to attack the Burmese. The marble under her hand shuddering violently as more hail of spikes burst from the ground to stop them from hurting her or the others any further.

Paulson smiles to himself as his shot hits true to his mark. But he senses something a miss, turning slowly he sees Albert falling to the ground. He closes his eyes for a moment, trying to gain his composure as he quickly snaps them open again and fires and arrow into the head of the soldier who killed Albert and was advancing on Deliah.

Take that you stinkin bastard. Paulson whispers as he turns his attention back to protecting anyone need it.

“ALBERT!” Seeing Paulson being skewered brought her teetering over the edge. Albert’s death gave her that one final push.
“You bastards… They didn’t… They didn’t do anything to deserve this. You…you…” Looks over to the injured advisor, the cause of all this sorrow. All this pain. All this rage.
“YOU BASTARD!” Throwing her daggers aside and grabbing her throwing knives, she jumps on top of one of the guards’ heads, leaping into the air with a powerful kick and breaking the hedgehog’s neck. Aiming for the advisor’s beady little eyes, she swings her arm back, ready to end this suffering once and for all.

After the Alberts death,his fighting aura grew a bit with his anger.
He had a full life to live…I won’t forgive this!
Moving past Group D, Konar swings his mightly blade to the mage behind.

With her charging spell completed, Susanna steps into the pentagram. Crackles of unearthly fire run across her fur. Allowing the ethereal forces to let her view the battle from above, she takes careful aim at column D, twists one hand in a complicated motion to exclude her allies, and…

SHRRRK!

With a noise like a thousand pieces of paper tearing in half, the whole area around column D is suddenly filled with a huge cuboid of flickering, opaque purple light. As it snaps off, the column of soldiers have all fallen.

Hannibal watches as the noble Sir Albert is slain. Pausing for a moment, the dead bodies around him his only company as hate and anger build.

He…was a good man. He didn’t…deserve to die.

Hannibal backs up from the melee around him and aims his blades at the Advisor.

I always did love these blades that Southerner gave me…

Hannibal launches a volley of ice, then fire towards the Advisor.

((One of the originals is dead D8

Edit: Gave you? It was more grave robbery than anything, but I forgive.))

[[Gifts. They were rightfully mine, dammit.]]

@McCardell
The Blue Jay Advisor suddenly sees his death coming. He knows things aren’t looking good and his fate may very well be sealed. In his panic he yells at. “… f-fools! Your lord is in-danger! Protect him! Protect ME!”

His yells manage to get some of the remaining soldiers attention as McCardell closes to attack one of the spearmen turns around and charges, diving his spear into the assassins back.. Forcing him to fall to his knees

(Critically wounded. But not dead)

@Jasmina
Her spells slowly start to gather, this time much to her surprise the mage NOT counter her spells. Seeing him (Wisely) get the fuck out of here now that battle is clearly turning. Amaja’s And Delilahs wound start to mend…

@Delilah/Paulson
Delilahs dagger hits home. She watches as the soldiers eyes go blank and he falls. Falling ot the ground still hunged over his spear.

As Delilahs attacker dies….Paulson’s arrows do their work, quickly slamming into the remaining soldiers around Albert and Delilah forcing them back….

@Icaras, Makar, Konar, Hannibal, Amaja, And Susanna.
The Remaining soldiers… have little fighting chance. Between our heroes swords, Spells, and magic they are all knocked back one by one. The final blow being dealt by Susannas spell, shattering their defences and sending them crumbling to the ground. Many dead… but just as many simply out cold or in too much pain too fight…..the battle is over… and so is the Advisers carrier..

@Theresa/Dave
The Advisor scrambles back….. Seeing the raging barbarian get closer and closer. “Damn it.. Someone stop that mad man! Now! Before he…..GAH!” From behind him Theresas daggers enter his back her glances back, fear in his eyes as he realizes his done. Theresa Smiles, takes a step back as The mighty dog barbarian delivers the final blow. His axe slamming into his neck and sending his severed head sliding across the floor.



-End Results-
All Enemies defeated. Mage -4 Surrendered. Albert dead. Assassin critically wounded. Almost all characters lightly wounded……


As the Adviser dies the Emperors tired expression slowly fades, becoming blank at first, then slowly, slowly his face turns red, filled with rage as he clenches his fist.

“… Idiots…. Idiots… IDIOT’S!.. LOOK AT WHAT YOU’VE DONE! You call yourself MY SOLDIERS!? Couldn’t you see that bastard adviser was using his foul magic to control me? Damn your fathers, mothers, and all your children! If would order all you HANGED if the foreigners hadn’t already ended your worthless lives for me! I want all those treacherous advisers found and exacted -NOW-. Stand down you idiots‘s these are our allies! Saviours which actually -deserve- a reward… unlike your worthless whelps!”


Behind the line of groaning and dead Soldiers Lily sighs glancing at what she see. Victory was upon them… but it felt to have such a bitter taste in her mouth. She glances towards Deliliah but has no words for her… leaving the poor girl to her grief. She takes a deep breath speaking plainly but grimly “I see my brother is most certainly back to his senses…. Start to gather the wounded. Heal and save who you can. You” She points at one of the remaining soldiers “Get the healers. Bring them here.”

The soldier stands dumb founded…moments ago the woman was someone he had to kill for the sake of his country and now she gives him order…..up until this moment all these people were evil invaders… here to kill his emperor.. but…

But as the Emperor barks his orders “Do as she says NOW. Or you will be the first to hanged.” In a panic the soldier shakes taking off out of the room quickly.

Slowly she walks towards her brother to start bringing order to this chaos…

[You’re all free to act normally now. This scene will eventually be brought to a close as a basic epilogue is given. I’d like to note most of you will be free to decide on how your characters end up after all this all over so feel free to PM each other with ideas…though don’t post any of them here yet]

Ugh… ack…. bla…

Coughs up blood

She sighs and falls to her knees,tired from all that work.She was somewhat sad she couldnt do anything for albert,but what has been done is done.She simply sits there for a moment before standing up and looking at the group.

Shit.. She begins healing McCardell even though it is obvious he has internal bleeding,it would take some time to heal him.

Paulson smiles widely as he starts to pump his fist in the air…
Only to have a terrible pain shoot through him. He collapses to the ground, holding his chest in pain as he coughs up an alarming amount of blood. It seems that Jasmina’s magic had not completely healed him.

Oh…God…

Delilah falls back on her back, panting as the wound in her leg slowly seals up. Shuddering with the sensation of her flesh knitting itself together so quickly, it takes her a minute to regain her breath. She is stunned by all the killing, all the death, HER killing someone… it all blurs together in her mind, making the dancer shudder with revulsion, convulsing slightly, curling up into a ball as she is overwhelmed, her sobs echoing in the room in the wake of the fleeing soldiers’ footsteps.

Dave now returning to normal walks over to the mourning Delilah and puts his hand on her shoulder

He’s in a better place now, he would want you and your baby to be happy, and that soldier would have killed you had you not defended yourself. You did the right thing.

Dave gives a reassuring smile

Now please stop crying, your smile is the only light these people ever see.

Despite the battle being over, the paladin is still shaken over what transpired. He is almost… scared to return to the group, afraid he might let loose again and hurt someone. He currently moves off to a corner of the room to try and regain self-control.

Having been healed enough to not die anytime soon, he pulls the spear from his back and uses it to point at Paulsen

Thank you, but after your quick healing my wounds will not kill me now, however Paulsen requires aid urgently.

Theresa sees Paulson collapse and runs toward him.
“Oh dear God, NOT AGAIN! PAULSON!”

Kneeling beside him, she holds Paulson’s upper body off the ground.
“Paulson! Are you alright? Please, tell me you’re okay!”

Amaja stops and looks about the scene of the battle, blood and wreckage all around them. She held lightly to the wound in her shoulder wincing softly at the mild pain, lightened by the mages healing. She looked over to Susanna, who she had tried her best to protect during the confrontation and ended up hurt herself. Her eyes brimming over with tears, she bolts over to her and plows into her with enough force to knock her from her footing and to the floor. Landing on top of the Burmese, she winced at a surge through her shoulder, but pushed it away as the tears continued to flow from her eyes as she looked down to Susanna. Fighting through the feeling in her arm she set her hands to the writers cheeks, leaning into a passionate kiss, feeling so much relief knowing she was safe now.

She ignores paulson for some unknown reason and runs over to delilah to comfort her.When she gets over to her she hugs her and tells her everything will be fine.Even though albert is dead She doesnt have to be alone.


(wauhdfjfhdfgudfghdfghfjg *flails arms around*)

A Dagger finds its way into the back of paulson’s head,where this dagger came from is unknown.

“We… we won?”

Surprised and exhausted, Susanna was really not expecting Amaja arriving at high speed at waist height. Landing rather inelegantly on her backside, Susanna looks up at the eager but tearful tabby on top of her. Giggling a little, again a little light-headed the from extreme magic use, she kisses Amaja lovingly.

“You’re all right. We’re all right. WE,” (she adds another kiss) “Are all right. And you know what? I’m going to make sure we always are. Together.”

And amongst all the wreckage, death and destruction of the battle, something flourishes.

Hannibal steps back from the carnage, looking over all the dead, dying, and wounded. Now that the action’s over, seriousness is gone and the Hannibal everyone finds annoying and pretentious is the replacement.

All in all a pretty good job. Now I just have to find a certain princess about a reward previously detailed in return for services rendered.

Wondering why he still has this spear, he tosses it casually over his shoulder, only to hear an ear splitting scream. Whipping around he find that the spear impaled itself in Sir Icaras. Kneeling at Icaras’s side he hears the knight’s last words

“Tell my brother I love him”

Staring quizzically at the knight he says

“You never told us you had a brother”

The knight suddenly spasms into a rage and dies. McCardell stands, and grabs the spear back. Perhaps he should just keep it

(BTW I believe you deserve this for your GMing Bribri:



Nice going!)

[Sorry Jasmine. You can NOT make posts that suddenly kill other PCs. This is Paulsons choice alone. Not yours. That dagger did not happen. The same goes for Icaras’s sudden death there.]

Konar glances around at the bloodsoaked shrine, pillars destroyed and pieces of marble scattered everywhere.
*sigh* Took more out of me than I though.
He looks at the body of the fallen knight, and then at Delilah.
They had so much to look forward to…
Tired, Konar sits near a fallen pillar and trys to clear his head. The soldier places his sword back in its sheath.
…Hey Makar, are you worried about your lady?

Paulson coughs weakly as Tess grabs his chest. He looks at her and smiles weakly, blood staining his mouth as he chuckles a bit.

Don’t worry about me, I just finally ran out of luck. But hey, at least I didn’t wet myself this time. He laughs again, causing himself to go into a fit of coughing.

I’m not gonna lie to you Teaty, I don’t think I’m doing so hot right now. He wheezes a bit and closes his eyes.

The pregnant feline latches onto Dave, clinging to him with all her might, shuddering violently against him, pressing her face into his shoulder, warm tears trickling down his chest as she just holds herself to him, unable to cope with the situation on her own. Heaving sobs wrack her body, barely even feeling the white mage wrap her arms around her, the dancer’s fingers pressing into the barbarian’s fur.

He’s dead… he tried… but… why… I thought he was going to… then…

Tears start at the corners of her eyes.
“Paulson… Please… Just, hang on! The healers are coming! Just…”

The dam bursts.Theresa buries her face in Paulson’s chest as tears run down her face.
“Don’t you dare die on me!”

Paulson cringes in pain as Tess throws her head on his chest.

Ow, could you be a bit more gentle on the wounded archer please? He asks her as he gently pets her head.

Calm down, remember I’m the one dieing here.

Amaja tearfully looks back to Susanna, smiling lovingly at her partner holding tightly onto her. Closing her as as she shakes her head trying to get the tears from her eyes to no avail, she opens them once more letting the tears flow not caring anymore. Wrapping her arms around the Burmese’s head holding her into a sweet embracing kiss. Amongst all of the cracks and earth exposed inside the shrine room, flowers of every breed and color explode from within. Pulling back momentarily to look into her lovers eyes, she gives her a soft gentle smile before leaning over and nuzzling into her neck sweetly, wanting nothing more than to hold onto this embrace after their ordeal.

Dave wipes the tears from Delilah’s face and gives her a hug as he begins to tear up as well

Damn it I miss him too! He was a good friend and I am sure he was a better husband, but there is nothing we can do now except live our lives to the fullest!

“No, y-you’re not!” She holds him closer, her body heaving with sobs.
“I w-won’t… I WON’T LET YOU! I WON’T LET THE MAN I LOVE DIE ON ME AGAIN! PLEASE…just…please…”

Paulson raises an eyebrow. Again? Ah yeah, that story you never got to tell me.

Well we have time now, why don’t you spill it? He smiles gently to her as he wipes her tears. A good story would keep my mind off the pain.

Susanna smiles with pure joy at the sudden burst of flowers around her. Cuddling the tabby deep into her fur, Susanna kisses her ear. She whispers softly:

“I don’t think the others would consider this quite the moment. But allow me.”

With a small distortion in the air, one quiet corner of the room, containing a pair of cats staring deep into each other’s eyes, fades slowly to inky black. Inky, soundproofed black.

((Wasn’t that posted recently in the NSFW art thread))

Meanwhile in the afterlife a white cat is seen observing a magical visage of what is currently transpiring

…freaking finally

Sniffling, she tries to compose herself. Despite her efforts, she clearly is fighting a losing battle.
“Y-yes… I…I should have told you sooner about him. About Reginald…”

(Prepare for a text wall, people. This may take a while.)

Oh stop being so dramatic..

She looks over to paulson and uses a strong healing spell on him ,one that causes her to almost collapse by using it.She regains her balance quickly and looks over to the couple,They were nice she thought for a moment Perhaps her and paulson were just not meant to be,But she could live that.

At this point McCardell has begun to search the Adviser’s corpse with the king’s permission, for any traps of course. He finds no such things, but what he does find is a curious bottle with half the label ripped off, what he can read though says, “..er Potion”. Seeing the pain Paulson is in his has no choice, the archer will die unless someone does something. He quickly grabs the potion and hopes it works like Makar’s magic potion of magic.

Moving quickly to Paulson he sits in between him and Theresa and pours a good measure of the liquid into Paulson’s mouth. Perhaps… too much.

The archer sputters groans, his wounds healing faster than can be comprehended. However, once the wounds were healed his thrashing did not subside. To the horror of everyone else, Paulo’s face began to contort, his body began to quiver and flow as though a mad potter were shaping clay, his waist grew slender, his hips widended, his face took on a more femanine look and his massive package subsided. Apparently this potion did heal anything, but at a terrible cost in larger doses.

The new Paulson woke up and looked at the other’s her voice now soft and gentle.

“Guys, why do I have boobs?”

“We met in a thieves’ guild when we were young. No one would talk to me back then… Except for him. He was always so cocky and outgoing… Kinda like a certain playboy I know.” She gives Paulson a weak smile, but it soon fades. “One night…we were trying to pickpocket this rich nobleman. We didn’t know he had armed guards with him. We tried to get away, but…” She looks at her arm. The one with the scar. “But I got hurt. I couldn’t fight, I couldn’t even move my arm. This one big bastard, he came at me with a longsword. Then, Reginald…oh, Reggie, that idiot… He…he…” Tears started to well up again. “It went right through him. He told me to run. I shouldn’t have listened, but…” Tracts of tears were beginning to roll down her cheeks. “That’s why I never… I didn’t want that to happen again. I didn’t want to feel so helpless when the person I care about is dying in front of me. I didn’t… I didn’t want to…”

(As hypocritical as this is…

Ask me about my ex!)

And then the world rolled a critical failure and failed to dodge

So the battle was won. The Emperor was freed. But the cost was paid.

Healers poored into the room to aid the wounded… and cart of the dead as our heroes finally got their moment to rest. Lily doing her best to help everyone she could, while updating her brother on the situation.

Time passed… wounds were mended…bodies prepared. Day turned to night. Some spent the night mourning over the lost… others celebrating their victory… be it publicly over an ale… or a private celebration for two~

The Emperor free his advisers now wanted dead, and only dead….peace and order was restored to the land slowly……

The warriors of the hill were command back into the eternal sleep.

The Advisers behind this wicked act were tracked down one by one, their deaths violent, and some maybe even by your own hands.

Rewards were given to all in whatever form that suit them, and trade routes were open once more.

As for the strange girl Mollith.. And her demonic doll?

Jusdarious was no fool. With the problems of the country solved the heroes now would now turn their focus to him. He killed an entire town for pleasure and nothing more. His destruction would be on many of their minds, while others would desperately want to save Mollith from his evil influence.

So? So he simply vanished. The girl Vanishing with him. Those who cared for the girl searched for her… but found nothing but rumours and urban legends. Tales of Nursery Rhymes on the wind that would spell doom to any who heard them.

Many years later Lord Makar and Lady Liesollete would track down the pair. Facing off against the Demon of Violence to save Molliths soul and adopt her as their own…..but that is a tale for another day.

But what of the others? What became of them? That is for you to tell~


[Discuss your Epilogue ideas with each other and post them here after you agree with them. I’ll be posting Lily’s last unless someone PM’s me wanting her to be part of their own. It’s generally assumed most of you return to your homelands. But yeah ;p]

Paulson was healed by the efforts of Jasmina. They sat down soon after during the celebration and came to the agreement that somethings were just not meant to be. He assured her that she was a lovely girl and she would have many suitors after her before she could turn her head. He left her with a wink and a quick hug.

Theresa on the other hand, that was yet to be decided. They still had to have a talk…

As the group celebrates/mourns a roaring can be heard outside,As McGaydell slips outside see a massive tidal wave heading towards the kingdom in the distance,and massive living thing : The Kraken.As The wave rages towards the kingdom he walks back inside and informs the group of the news,They try to leave as fast as they can but it’s all in vain as the raging waters reach them sooner than expected.Wave upon wave of water hits the palace/kingdom/shrine and even though the building is quite strong,it is not strong enough to resist the onslaught of nature.Water begins flooding the tunnels and all the buildings ,as far as the eye can see the whole continent itself is being consumed with water.With this attack the kraken makes its first move and crushes delilah while the group is trying to reach the dock,Makar also tries to fend off the kraken but to no avail and is flung into a tree so hard the tree itself is nearly broke into two pieces,leaving a pool of blood on the side of the tree.The group tries to fight back the kraken flips the boat and snaps it into two pieces,The Kraken drags down with it : Susanna,McCardell,Jasmina,Lily,Hannibal,Keith,Ther esa and Dave as well as Konar and Icaras and any other group member im forgettings.Thinking it got all the legendary heroes,The Kraken returns to its prison,waiting for more unfortnate heroes to cross its path.All is silent until…SPLASH paula() and Amaja return to the surface of the water,They decide to enter a relationship and have hot lesbian sex.They live happy ever after…..


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Lieselotte, And mollith also survived,and they also have lesbian sex and they wander the drenched waste land until a boat comes to pick them up…the boats occupants? Just the sweater salesman,he decides to give lieselotte a free sweater and with that she falls in love with him and decides to marry him.He bangs her and she also agrees to let him bang mollith on the side

Yes this ending may be very wrong but who cares.fuck you.the end.

yea who cares about you,go die.

And so the SAG has reached it’s resolution.
Great works folks.

As the adventure comes to a close, Icarus thinks back to his adventures. Remembering the death, the sacrifices, the killing. It twisted him up inside whenever he remembered. He wanted to forget everything. All of it. But he couldn’t. He vowed to never be the cause of loss of life. For anyone. He invested time training incapacitating maneuvers instead of lethal ones. He continues to roam, taking jobs where they’re needed.

Icaras. What is this? You died. To a spear in your face.

I watched you, I held your hand.

One day while in the woods training, a tree falls on Sir Icarus, killing him instantly. With no one around, the tree appears not to have made any sounds and nobody finds his body.