Just woke up? Start here

You get up to your feet and both you and Kimber can’t help but take a second and stare at the newcomer,

"Well well well, looks like we got ourselves here an Orsian Standoff. However, as hired guard for this cruise trip, I cannot let two ruffians continue fighting up on deck.

As Beacon of the Together Gang Wolves Guild, I demand to know what chinanegry is going on here.” The newcomer Orc takes another puff from her pipe and somehow widens her stance.

Your duel has now become a triple threat. Looks like it’s time for Marina to get dirty and get serious!

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Before she can get the first swing, a hand comes in and holds her scythe still, a voice coming behind it,
"Stop right there, criminal scum!"
"Ack-!" Kimber whips the scythe away from the mysterious grasp and spins around to address the intruder.
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Before she can get the first swing, a hand comes in and holds her scythe still, a voice coming behind it,

"Stop right there, criminal scum!"

"Ack-!" Kimber whips the scythe away from the mysterious grasp and spins around to address the intruder.

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Kimber holds her arm up into the air and summons a scythe. It drops into her hand, and as it does she clenches her fist.
"Now," She takes a step towards you,
"What was that word I used again? Maiming?”
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Kimber holds her arm up into the air and summons a scythe. It drops into her hand, and as it does she clenches her fist.

"Now," She takes a step towards you,

"What was that word I used again? Maiming?

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Kimber dons her eerie grin once more,
"I can’t kill you here… but maybe maiming you won’t change anything.”
==

Kimber dons her eerie grin once more,

"I can’t kill you here… but maybe maiming you won’t change anything.”

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Libby: Suplex this chick!
You take the next opportunity to try and suplex this chick and finally get her smug face to hit the hard ground!
But as one could imagine in a fight like this, you miss and skid a little on the bow-
Er, deck, of the ship.
==
  • Libby: Suplex this chick!

You take the next opportunity to try and suplex this chick and finally get her smug face to hit the hard ground!

But as one could imagine in a fight like this, you miss and skid a little on the bow-

Er, deck, of the ship.

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Kimber turns and darts at you with a punch, but you lean back and dodge it just in time.
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Kimber turns and darts at you with a punch, but you lean back and dodge it just in time.

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Libby: Headbutt the bitch.
Attack roll: 21
You’re completely fed up with this jerkwad. You dash in and give her what fo-
oooooooor she jumps out of the way.
"Keh, so this is how we’re doing this then?" Kimber grows a nasty smirk on her ugly stupid face.
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  • Libby: Headbutt the bitch.
  • Attack roll: 21

You’re completely fed up with this jerkwad. You dash in and give her what fo-

oooooooor she jumps out of the way.

"Keh, so this is how we’re doing this then?" Kimber grows a nasty smirk on her ugly stupid face.

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Line officially crossed! You don’t know or care who Kimber is, all you know is that NO ONE mentions Yuro’s name in vein! Or mentions it in vein about you!
You’re an inch away from snapping her butt-ugly face into elf splinters, or something gruesome. An inch.
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Line officially crossed! You don’t know or care who Kimber is, all you know is that NO ONE mentions Yuro’s name in vein! Or mentions it in vein about you!

You’re an inch away from snapping her butt-ugly face into elf splinters, or something gruesome. An inch.

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  • Marina: …Befriend her!

You are about to walk away, more out of confusion than the intended fear, but you realize…

You’re Marina Sceptre! You slew the evil demon king presiding over the ogres of Hillcren mountains! You protected the village of Crenmar from a tsunami with your shield magic!

And you yourself as Libby have done plenty too! There’s no way you’re going to let some off-putting character get in the way of the relationship you’ve desired for so long: The rival turned friend!

That’s a writing trope almost as popular as having the bad guy actually be your father! This is completely, way too good to pass up. So you stand your ground and try again:

"Hey, Kimber, listen, I know we’ve been repeatedly starting on the wrong foot, but I think we should start over. Really! So I’m Marina Sceptre-

"GO AWAY! Jeez, what is WITH you?? Do you think I even give the slightest shit about your fucking fake-ass life you parade around with over your shoulders like it’s a Gods damned Libro pelt?

"W-"

"You really think I’d learn this much about you and not know your real name, Libbreana?? Or the fact that you aren’t looking for a pirate?

I mean, Gods, your writing is so sub-par you think I’d believe your acting?”

It has occurred to you that this bitch may have just crossed a line.

Excuse me? First off, my name is Marina, not Libbraena or whatever, and second, supposing I did, like, write or something where would you even get the idea that it’s ‘sub-par’??”

“‘Duh dub dh duh duh’ stop asking me questions and go away! You’ll ruin everything!

"A-are you seriously, like, mocking me right now? Do you even know what I do? Or what I’m capable of??"

"I know what you’re trying to do and what you’ll end up doing and what you’re SUPPOSED TO FUCKING DO but you’re not doing any of that!! Now stop play-acting your fucking slack-jawed bounty-bitch, take your mace out of your ass, and fucking hunt your prey!

"You’re being really mean right now and I don’t know why nor do I much care for your tone-"

"I swear to Sarguin, you’re fucking dense and annoying. No wonder that Yuro guy hates you so much!”

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Have a Happy Holiday:
Whatever you may celebrate. But on Dremmers, upon this day you dress in red and celebrate Fordesha’s Peace, a day in which the Old God Fordesha stopped the first Elves and Humans from slaughtering each other using snow magic. When all was said and done, the two races came together as friends for the first time in history and shared cultural gifts and food; a tradition carried once each and every year by millions of people, human or elf, for generations.
The red is to symbolize the blood spilled on that day ~
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  • Have a Happy Holiday:

Whatever you may celebrate. But on Dremmers, upon this day you dress in red and celebrate Fordesha’s Peace, a day in which the Old God Fordesha stopped the first Elves and Humans from slaughtering each other using snow magic. When all was said and done, the two races came together as friends for the first time in history and shared cultural gifts and food; a tradition carried once each and every year by millions of people, human or elf, for generations.

The red is to symbolize the blood spilled on that day ~

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