Try to find this location, pls Comment the name of the city below
How long will it take you ??

A comet falls across the sky. Across the land, men, greenskins, and other Things look up at the sight, and point and wonder. Some are fearful. Some consult their wise men. And some get krumped. An emperor sits uneasy in his court. Amidst these days of ill omen, could this be another herald of doom? Elven seers clutch their heads, as they feel fate itself becoming warped. The Four pause their great game a moment, for there is a new piece on their board. Books are consulted, wise men harassed, but none have any answer for this sudden portent. And then more comets fall upon this world, streaks of red across a purple sky, and the people scream out in terror.

But they are all of them deceived.

For it is one of His Space Marines that has landed upon this forgotten world, a world unknown to the Imperium, a world that does not know His light. You are one of the last of your chapter, your battle barge breaking apart in the warp as it spat you out above this forgotten corner of the galaxy. Grabbing onto a piece of debris, you fell onto this world alone. You do not know if any of your brothers survived.

<span class="mu-s">Who are you?</span>
>Dornas Krone
>Etronus Aster
>Gurnemanz Thule
>Write in name

BRINGING IT BACK EDITION
Choose your name and starting location to play

1/4(?)

First Thread

https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2025/6231928/

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Dhav Charater Sheet;
Half Orc
Wizard Level 1
Str8(-1)
Dex12(+1)
Con13(+1)
Int15(+2)
Wis14(+2)
Cha10(+0)

Passive Perception; 12

DC 11

Dark Vision; 60 Ft

Items of note

Wizard Cloke of Comprehend language. +1 to magic related rolls, 1 charge of Comprehend Language per day.
Ring of Sparks; 1D5+1 damage lighting, guarantee hit. 1 charge per day.
Bar of Hersey chocolate.
Pack of Lucky Strike tobacco Cigarette (6/6)
Bottle of Beer brand American beer

Spells;
Cantrips.

Light
Mage Hand
Ray Of Frost (D20+5 to hit, 1D8+1 damage)

Level 1 spells (1 charge/day)

Detect Magic.

——————

We are among strange people in a strange land.

We encountered these strange people for the first time on an island they named ‘’Pinewood Island’’. A entire small island given over the ‘’Boy Scouts’’, an order dedicated to training young men into rangers of some sort.

Americans are universally human. A industrialist people of craftsmen, warriors, and sailors who are from a realm inhabited by solely humans. They seem to have some sort of hierarchy when it comes to the variants, or as they would say, ‘’races’’ of humans, as of writing this is only known from testimony of one of them. In short, pale skin humans seem to be regarded as higher than other variants while also being the majority, tho a notion not uniformly shared among their people. Their language is known as English, their flag is a 13 red and white striped flag with a blue box in the top-left corner with 48 white stars. Their culture seem to hold great importance to weapons, namely a common, but yet to be demonstrated weapon known as a ‘gun’.

Tho I have so far only encountered one faith of these people, Christians, who believe in a god I been calling Father of Jesus, a title I have adopted for the god due to he’s only apathet being God, Father, and Jesus being referred to as he’s only son. They also believe only their own god is real. They have made mentions of ‘freedom of religion’, this imply that their society must contain those who believe in someone other than Father of Jesus. Their symbology is that of a crucifix, sometimes bare- other times with this beloved ‘Jesus’ on it mid execution.

Their realm is known as ‘Earth’, the English word for dirt. Lincoln Island was simply a small segment of a much larger empire known as the United States of America. A empire led by an elected leader and who have elected leaders pass laws, on paper any adult can vote but there been mentioned of unofficial limits and laws on voting based on the hierarchy.

It’s just dark enough to be spooky, which makes it surprisingly bright given that there’s no light source in sight. Visibility is just good enough that you can spot some faded paint on the floor and walls.

Jerb wanders off, checking the other exits. Remu on the other hand sticks very close to you. Almost too close.

The two of you head for the center of the chamber. You examine the faded symbols hoping to spot anything useful. You’re trying and mostly succeeding to seem nonchalant about the cute girl clinging to your side, or the horror-movie ambiance.

Then—
[Perception Check Failed]

“Wh— Wait what?”

“Dough? Is something wrong?”

“I… I don’t know.”

That had never happened before. It doesn’t seem like a standard system feature. Could it be that the goddess decided to throw you a bone?

Jerb twists and stumbles your way. He winces and holds his shoulder as a trickle of blood pours out of it.

Oh shit, what the fuck? Wait, this seems like something you learned about…

>Pick one or combine multiple if applicable:
>A) Order the two to form up in the middle of the room, we can cover all sides.
>B) Turn around and slash the air, odds are you’ll hit nothing but it’d look REALLY cool if you did.
>C) Go back into the stairs, that way there’s only two directions to cover.
>D) []
>E) Write-in

"Come," you command, beckoning for them to fall in behind you. Thoroughly exhausted, they struggle to comply, fighting to stay on their feet. "I want you to meet the council." Ilanis plops herself on the nearest stool, weakly fanning herself with her hand. "Whuh? Why do I have to go?" She asks, her face ruddy and coated in layers of briny perspirant. Considering the matter, you struggle to come up with an compelling answer. She does, after all, know the council quite well. It was she who first introduced them to you, in fact. You grunt. "Fine. You're done for today. You did did good, girl," you affirm.

Ilanis grins, laying her face across the cool surface of the bar and shutting her eyes.

As for Luaue, the half-breed musters her resolve and falls in behind you without complaint, demonstrating that there is hope for her yet. The girls exchange their farewells as you depart for the Hall of the Elders. As oppressive as ever, the light of mid-afternoon bears down upon you as you lead her through the streets, the way to your destination now familiar to you.

"If you are going to be the protector of our people in Everlund, then you will need to be ready to face the council," you explain as you cross over the bridge leading to the Bell Market at a leisurely pace. "You know the High Sorcerer, Lael Lathalas." She sucks in air through her teeth, searching for the appropriate response. "I do," she answers tersely, her expression ambivalent. "And I've met that Emitia woman as well. She is a good soul and a follower of Sune. Something the two of you have in common, it seems."

You are the head chef of the Michelin 3-star restaurant “Pequod Pizzeria.” Despite its name, it has more than just Italian cuisine: this restaurant is famous for offering nearly any dish in existence, no matter how obscure or expensive.

It was a slow evening, and you’re thinking about closing early. Your manager, Ahab, went out for a walk. He’s stressed about the falling revenues, since it turns out offering EVERYTHING is astronomically expensive. If you can’t find a big fish to shell out some serious cash, you’ll be out of a job by Monday.

Suddenly, an enormous man tumbles through the front doors. He brings with him a posse of servants sailing around his orbit, like remoras rushing to his aid. He leverages his immensity onto an embroidered couch normally reserved for fancy events, and his servants pull together several tables around their corpulent chief. Before you can protest, the big man bellows to you:

<span class="mu-s">“HELLO. MY NAME IS RICHARD MOBY. I AM EXCEEDINGLY RICH AND OWN A BARGE. GIVE ME FOOD AND I GIVE YOU MONEY.”</span>

You know your manager is vehemently fat-phobic (he once banned a husky man for sneaking extra breadsticks), but you can’t pass up this opportunity. You cautiously step over to Richard, keeping a safe distance.

“Of course sir,” you say. “But….are you sure you can afford this?”

<span class="mu-s">”OF COURSE I CAN AFFORD THIS. I OWN A BARGE. NOW GO FETCH ME YOUR FINEST.”</span>

You nod and stride to the kitchen, where your team of cooks and supervisors are hiding. They heard the booming noise and thought it was an earthquake. You tell them of the situation:

1. You have limited time: you estimate your team can probably make about 10 dishes before your manager comes back.

2. The dishes need to be expensive, but not too expensive so you are able to turn a profit.

3. The portion sizes need to be filling. If Richard isn’t satisfied, he may just waddle away without paying his bill.

What dish will you ask them to make first?

Yumigawa Rushorou was plunged into a life-or-death struggle in a surreal otherworld when, one day, he went to sleep in his familiar bed and found himself thereafter in the burning ruins of a nameless city. After ten days of struggle, he emerged victorious, standing as one of very few survivors of a crucible called the Akeldama. His enemies, one way or another, were dead. His allies had been protected. The ultimate prize was his. Then he woke up.
After two strange days of confusion, a stabbing, and the realization that there never was such a person as Yumigawa Rushorou, a man people call Archer found that there was a noose around his neck, and started looking for a way to get rid of it. You haven't found it yet.

Sequel to Fate/City Akeldama, originally run from March to May 2019, and remake of Fate/Awakening Mirror, originally run from May 2019 to October 2020. Both quests, as well as the first thread of this quest, can be found here:
https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Sweets-Loving%20QM

Status Menu: https://pastebin.com/VbRZ5pwX
Character List: https://pastebin.com/aZ7WFPmj
Magic Menu: https://pastebin.com/8MXXtGnB

Quest OP: https://odysee.com/AMQST-OP1:3

Welcome to /qtg/, a place to talk about quests.
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>What is a quest?
An interactive story in which a Quest Master (QM) writes and provides the readers with options on how to proceed — similar to a choose-your-own-adventure book or an old text adventure

Questionably Useful links:
>QTG discord: https://discord.gg/dZavHuK
>Skirmish discord: https://discord.com/invite/DZCVvVU
>Evo Game discord: https://discord.gg/v55Xaaja
>Old pastebin containing advice for QMs:
https://pastebin.com/Z78p8gXf
Badly in need of renovation.

>Archiving guide:
Go to http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/requestqstinterface.html
Fill out the request form to archive a thread.
Threads are also automatically archived by other websites, such as archived.moe.

>Formatting guide:
Only the thread's OP can format. Note that should the OP change ID, they will lose this ability as well.
Remove the spaces between the [] brackets and the letters:
Bold: text
Italics: text
Red: [ red ] text [ /red ]
Blue: [ blue ] text [ /blue ]
Green: [ green] text [ /green ]

>Formatting guide for everyone:
Dice (type this in “options”): dice + [no. of dice]d[no. of sides on the dice] (optionally you can add modifiers: dice + [no. of dice]d[no. of sides on the dice]+[modifier]; for a negative modifier type: +-[modifier]

Examples: dice+1d100 = a 1d100 roll, dice+1d100+10 = a 1d100 roll with a +10 modifier.

Spoiler: spoiler or by pressing alt+s in-thread (doesn't work in OP)

>QM question
What are common traps for Qms?
>Player question
What vote or decision surprised you?
>Lurker question
What's your spirit animal?
>Miscellaneous question
Any run ins with the paranormal?

You find a plain text file buried deep inside an abandoned server.
The header is corrupted, but a few lines are still readable:

---

We-are-looking-for-individuals-capable-of-operating-in-the-dark.
Not-tourists,-not-spectators,-but-those-who-understand-that-systems-are-built-to-be-broken.
We-do-not-offer-money-or-fame,-only-access-to-doors-that-should-never-have-been-closed.

If-you-can-read-this,-you-are-already-part-of-the-test.
Your-next-choice-will-determine-whether-you-fade-back-into-obscurity-or-step-further-into-the-grid.

---

The-screen-asks:

> Do-you-accept?

What-do-you-do?