>>5294552<span class="mu-s">Turn 17</span>
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1iAje1I3aIs Demisor - Grind for Life (Singapore)>>5311582
Diplomacy Check: Success [19]
Investigation Check: Failure [74]A storm rises up inside your rib cage, spreading to your limbs, making all the bones of your body tremble with fury. A thundering screech comes out of your lungs, calling for death and damnation, stopping only when your throat is sore. Your thoughts are clouded, and you wander around in a state of enraged confusion. The hobgoblins were superior in strength, but they should not have defeated you so easily. <span class="mu-i">Orcus the Allah, deploy your rotten wings and carry me to the boundless field of victory, where rivers of blood flow from your cursed holes, where the screaming miscreants have surrendered to your righteous retribution, where your holy legions take the unfaithful whores for themselves.</span>
Today is another hot, humid day. Pearls of sweat are forming on your forehead, making your skin greasier. You see an an older man riding a sturdy bicycle with a nice basket in the front. A perfect victim, who probably can't fight back. When he passes you, you push him with two hands, exerting all of your strength. He helplessly falls on the grass, perhaps breaking a bone or two. You take the bicycle and ride away. When you are far enough, you adjust the saddle lower. Biking feels quite nice, and you feel that you should steal bikes more often when travelling.
