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"Philosophy?" The Engine Near of Environmental Rejuvenation, the newest of that most esteemed council of technological sages, Exhaust 72, said as if testing the word. Ever fair Kanzeon, leaned down and with a smile that could cleanse the heavens themselves of strife, giggled and explained

"You should know my scholar is rather fixated with philosophy. You've read his attempt to preserve his kindhearted beliefs and share his world view with the world"

"Yes, The pamphlet titled the Journey was one of the first cultural exchanges we received. I find its tales to be a great source of wisdom, even if the poeticism of its lectures are somewhat overblown" The Engine Near hummed "So, you wish to discuss philosophy? Should've prepared for this, when hosting a philosopher"

"Among other things. Like your experiences with the natural world, will allow us both to understand eachothers three views much more clearly" You answer, smiling brightly despite the grunge and grime of your surroundings deep in the quarry of the soil revival center of Eternal Celestial engine

"I do not see how the that will promote deeper comprehension between our beliefs, of which I have more than three" He states, as the guided tour stops to admire a machine threshing long infertile and polluted soil to break it up, soften it and allow for its ease of transport to a different facility to cleanse it of its contaminants

"And that is because you are no philosopher. And three views is a term from Long-Jian" Kanzeon once against explain "To broadly refer to an individuals beliefs about life, the wider world and their personal values"

"Shangralan idioms baffle even the most studious minds, yet I still do not see how discussing nature will expedite our mutual understanding" Exhaust 72 states soberly, their three mechanical eyes staring towards the distance ceiling

"Much can be learned through meditating and ruminating on nature, one can learn much of the nature of the importance of struggle against seemingly unsurmountable odds by watching Carp try to swim upstream to challenge a waterfall" You answer, clapping your hands thrice in the manner Guozhi used to do "You have a fondness for nature, and speak of its designs, let us speak at length of what you, I and Kanzeon have borne witness to in nature and wax philosophical as we walk"

"I suggest our dear Engine Near leads the discussion" Kanzeon said with a jackalish smirk and Exhaust let out a drawn out sigh as he gathered and arranged his thoughts, trying to discern how best to begin a discussion of a subject he was nearly entirely unfamiliar with.

"Struggle. One flaw in the biological systems of the Ever Running Engine that I have noticed, is that more oft than the failures experienced by the manufactured replicas of their grand designs we maintain" They start
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> While every world travels slowly towards its end, yours has just begun its journey.
> For this world, the cycle of Gods and Men spins anew, on freshly birthed lands awash with life.
> You are a being of creation, a God, among the first divinities born not long after a world’s genesis. You possess innate knowledge and immense power, with which you may seize dominance and carve out a place for yourself in these savage, untamed wilds.

Welcome to a spinoff installation of Beings of Creation, a long-running tactical civ-style hexcrawl based on your imagination. You are a non-omniscient divine being of great power. You find yourself spontaneously brought into existence in a prehistoric, primeval world, untouched by Gods.
The rules are relatively simple, and may be picked up as you go, but the document below goes into detail. Most players are familiar veterans of the game, so don't be shy and feel free to ask questions.
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1eOyLUfkbgVFHjIPmNmcW9G2wQE7CZenv69m9yQF_aMY
https://discord.gg/PvWBE9xn

<span class="mu-r">Players may begin creating their gods with the format below. Following such, every update I make each player will get to take a turn. Let the birth of your gods begin...</span>

<span class="mu-b">Name:</span> <What name will your minions, and other Gods, refer to you as?>
<span class="mu-b">Description:</span> <What do you look like? Providing an image of inspiration for your God is preferred but optional.>
<span class="mu-b">Domains:</span> <The themes that dictate your God’s powers. You may have anywhere from 1-3 of these domains. The more domains you have, the less powerful each subsection may be.>
<span class="mu-b">Color:</span> <The preferred color of your hex on the map.>
<span class="mu-b">God Attributes:</span> <Choose one major attribute and two minor attributes from Affinity, Agility, Fortitude, Spirit, Strength, and Terraforming.>
<span class="mu-b">God Ability:</span> <A unique ability your God possesses, beyond even those of other Gods. Refer to the God Creation section of the rulebook if you want to learn more, but a basic idea suffices to start with.>
<span class="mu-b">Your Minions:</span> <The name of your minions’ species and their general description. Providing an image of inspiration for your Minions is preferred but optional.>
<span class="mu-b">Minion Attribute:</span> <Choose one attribute for your minions to receive a starting bonus in from Culture, Defense, Offense, and Population.>
<span class="mu-b">Minion Ability:</span> <Minions may begin with a single tech as a part of their physiology. I.e, bird minions having flight.>
<span class="mu-b">Starting Hex:</span> <If the game is using fog of war, state your preferred terrain to begin in. If the game does not use fog of war, you may choose any hex on the map to begin from. The Narrator may rule whether or not you may start within a given distance of other God’s starting locations.>

Access to your character sheets will be provided through discord. Please namefag in-thread.
May fortune favour you.

Humanity has spread out into a massive sprawling empire throughout the galaxy. The edges of the sprawl remain poorly guarded and sparsely settled after all humanity throughout a thousand stars has always been alone save for their own creations which once waged war against them. This is no longer true now an unknown force has begun to attack sector 63 and other sectors and it is up to poorly supplied and desperate sailors to hold them back.


You are the Admiral of the naval fleet of sector 63 one of nearly a 100 rimward sectors on the edge of settled human space. The war for that is what this truly is now apparently has seen you as the last of the remaining Rimward commands in the area. The food situation handled youve also collected a much more advanced but smaller Escort carrier that was sent by MidRim command as reinforcement. The enemy who you still call birds are apparently some sort of forceful colonization effort sent force by some sort of priesthood.

Agent Barry has asked what you want the NAI to focus on when it comes to research on the birds, Technology, fully translating their ;language and written word or perhaps something else?

>Technology
>language
>Write in

<span class="mu-b">ANTON PEAS</span>: That's your name, don’t wear it out! Whisked away by a cult ritual gone wrong to a fantasy land shrouded in perpetual darkness, it’s safe to say your life has gotten a <span class="mu-i">LOT</span> more interesting as of late.

Sure, you’ve got a few new friends to back you up: <span class="mu-b">TZAH-TZIE:</span> a spinner of songs, stories, and shenanigans, <span class="mu-b">VOLKA:</span> gentle giant and Grand Marshall of <span class="mu-b">THE LAMPLIGHTERS:</span> a volunteer group working to keep the city safe, <span class="mu-b">MOROOK:</span> a big-eyed bushman you managed to spring free of a cult base and Volka’s adopted brother, and <span class="mu-b">REZALITH:</span> a feisty fiend who decided to rush off on her own due to… well…

Look, things have gotten <span class="mu-i">hairy</span>, okay? Barely surviving an all-you-can-eat buffet of close calls during a raid on one of the infamous <span class="mu-r">SPICE CARTEL’S</span> casinos, you immediately turned your attention towards preventing a summoning ritual by <span class="mu-r">THE CULT OF THE BURROWER</span>: a group of conspirators aiming to take over the world by any means necessary… including summoning <span class="mu-r">DEMONS!</span>

During your cross-country trek, however, you were visited in your dreams by an unfamiliar voice asking for your aid! The request?

<span class="mu-b">”LORDS… END….”</span>

Every inch of your being hopes they aren’t talking about <span class="mu-r">THE FOUR LORDS</span> that rule <span class="mu-b">ZORAL</span>, but you have a habit of being wrong these days! Still, it’s either be a hero or cough up <span class="mu-b">20,000 BELLS</span> for a lead on how to get home… and that doesn’t even begin to address the fact that you inadvertently entered a contract with a devil upon being summoned!

Oh, and did you mention your ex-girlfriend <span class="mu-r">LIZ</span> apparently found her way here? Yea, you’re not gonna be buying any lottery tickets any time soon, THAT’S for sure…

Trudging through slush and muck to an Inn that owes you a well-deserved reward, THIS is where your tale continues…

https://youtu.be/1lR8VLt1Xlk

Nine years ago King Aiden Perenolde betrayed the Alliance and sided with the Horde of Orgrim Doomhammer. Nine years ago Prince Alric Perenolde, the second heir of Alterac was sent into exile for his own protection. This exile turned permanent and Captain Normand Garside, your guardian for the past nine years made sure that you were safe and learned the useful skills that would help you in the future.

Now you are ready to carry the responsibility and unite the scattered Alteraci people and reclaim the lands that were once the Kingdom of Alterac.

Strahnbrad was a quiet city, as quiet as a city full of soldiers could be, no one said anything that didn't need to be said. The civilians minded their own minds and stayed out and away from the Syndicate business. And this all suited Eligius well. For the past two weeks he had been working as a scribe to Malgren, the leader of the Syndicate forces in Strahnbrad with his “wife” Pai the Assassin helping him with the work. This had gotten Eligius close, but not close enough, at least not yet.

Durnholde had turned silent as well. The ancient forests once full of gnolls and their bickering had ceased with the campaign having reached its goals. The gnolls were dead, their warbands and camps destroyed, leaders killed. What had gathered the different armies of Hillsbrad and Durnholde together had vanished under their combined might. But with the victories came questions and obstacles. How long is the reach of the Syndicate? Are they connected with the pool of Fel found in the forest and how many swords and blades did they really provide the gnolls with? For Prince Alric a lot was ahead of him, but he wasn’t the only one who was on a mission.

Welcome to Alterac Resurgent Quest!

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It is beautiful. You never had a thing for gems, but this one you cannot look away from. In part because you see it whether your eyes are closed or open, true, but also from how eye-grabbing it is. It was so small, if not for the way it shone, you would have never picked it out before it flew at you.
It looks like a ruby, if a ruby had an inner glow to it, and looked as if it couldn't decide how it wanted to be cut from one second to the next.

This strangeness is amost enough to distract you from what has happened. They'd started it. It wasn't your fault. But now they are dead, and next thing you know that stone flew at you, straight through you actually. Your clothes are intact, you felt nothing but a splash of heat on your chest, but when you turned around it wasn't there, and now here it sits in your vision, like the sun's afterimage. And you suddenly know more than you did a scant few minutes ago.

This. Is a bloodstone. It forms inside a person when they kill another. When killed in turn, they...turn on? Activate? Awaken? Come alive? It's hard to say, you're parsing thoughts that don't feel like your own. Point is, something very rare has happened to you, perhaps the only good thing about this mess you find yourself in.

More informations spontaneously flows into your mind, as if your brain had known all along and was helpfully volunteering a memory. But you know that to be false. You skip most of it as one part jumps out at you, barely needing translation. Power. Strength, health, all that you desire. This stone can give it, but it can do better. Let you home in on others. Inside other people. You could take them. They are murderers. But so are you.
You could ignore it. Even as you think that the vision of the stone fades, but the thoughts linger. You could be more. This...this is what you wanted, isn't it? This is destiny. You can reach for it, or let fate consume you.

You must choose.

But you must first choose...You.

<span class="mu-s">
WHO?

ARE?

YOU?
</span>

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

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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?

“Let’s open the chest.”

The sharp, reinforced scalpel plunged into the Rangdan’s chest. Pangea grip’s tightened, then pulled the blade down and into a Y shape. The tough skin needed a steady pull from the mechanical arms, once open, Pangea and Amar examined each organ. Pangea nudged, pulled, and eventually cut out the organ after studying them, following Amar’s instruction more than doing the examination on her own.

“So, how are you feeling, daughter?”

Pangea looked across from the Rangdan corpse. “I’m fine… Why do you ask?”

A sickening plop popped as a tweezer pulled a circular organ. “To see if you’re feeling well. Are you?”

She glared. “I’m fine.”

“Are you sure? I—”

The table rattled as Pangea slammed her fists on the autopsy table. “I said I’m fine! It’s not like I’m mad that Father chose to rob me of my legion, my retinue, and the glory of hunting down the Rangdan, the xeno race I found first!”

“I see.” Amar said. “Pangea, the Great Crusade does not reward missions to those who found an enemy first, only those who are fit.”

“And I’m not fit enough?”

“I did not say that.”

Amar set her scalpel down and powered down the mechanical arms.]

“That’ll be all for today, get some rest.”

After the autopsy, Pangea…

>Visited Kharn and Greer in the medicae facility
>Visited Vulkan
>Write-in

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