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174740 No. 174740 ID: f98e0b

In Oren's dream
wait no Oren's not dreaming
why is that
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No. 185867 ID: e973f4

>>185866
Congratulations?
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No. 185868 ID: e3f578

"Shame I didn't bring my camera."
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No. 185870 ID: 701a19

>>185864
Should she be opening a portal to a dead city?
Also, Eos is a goddess of the dawn, who is also known by the name Aurora.
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No. 185871 ID: 8bdb6a

Say, "Well. Y'sure we should have the door sitting open like that? With mister death mage having found it first, and all that."

Point out that you're beat up enough to be a Bruce Willis character.
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No. 185876 ID: 701a19

>>185866
"Congratulations. So, you're going to stay here and investigate it?"
Also, hand her back her sword.
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No. 185878 ID: c71597

>>185866
Give her back her sword and then rest your weary head in Nessies lap. Tell them to wake you up when Allen gets there or if anything interesting happens. Then sleep.
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No. 185879 ID: f98e0b
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185879

"Do you think you should be keeping that open if it's a dead city and all?" says Oren.

Doll presses her hand to the door and mutters something else. It sinks back into the ground.
She walks over. "Well, I mean it is a dead city as the name implies, but you're right. Better safe than sorry." She extends a hand. "I'm Dahlia zu Veltkrick."
"Oren Loper," says Oren. That's funny. She shares a surname with the zer Veltkrick crime syndicate. Coincidence, probably. They ain't mages, as far as Oren knows. Certainly not cyclopes.
"Congratulations, Dahlia. Good luck exploring the place," he says, handing her back her sword. "Sorry I didn't bring a camera."
"It's not a problem. Dio would probably have freaked out, but..." she pauses in contemplation. "Never mind."

There's an audible hiss outside, the sound of sand being crushed.
"Sounds like our ride is here," says Nessie.
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No. 185880 ID: c71597

>>185879
Be careful in checking it out. Might not be who you expect.
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No. 185881 ID: 754d8d

>>185879
show some care on your way out.. maybe send some cameras and stuff back here when yer safe again.
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No. 185882 ID: 754d8d

Additionally!
If it IS a rescue party let them know that the mages here are FRIENDLY and not the ones that tried to kill you.
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No. 185884 ID: 1ac39d

good plan for response check, have dalia make an illusion of you walk out. if they shoot it then it's bad dudes.
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No. 185891 ID: f98e0b
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185891

Oren and Nessie creep outside as the sun sinks lower. There's a skiff parked in front of the temple, and several men with crossbows. At their front is Allen Arbock, wielding a heavy cleaver, which he drops as soon as Oren steps out into the light.
"Oren! By the spirits, I was petrified! Absolutely petrified!"
He grabs them both in a great bearhug.
"Can't really breathe there, Allen," says Oren.
"Right. Sorry. Hah." says Allen, letting up. "Didn't really know my own strength. And Miss Squires! Ravishing as always, I see."
"Hey, Allen," says Nessie. "Thanks for the lift."
"We are getting you two out of this dreadful desert," says Allen. "Augh, it's terrible. I've got sand absolutely everywhere already. Come on aboard and we'll get you back home in style. What do you want, dinner? I can have the chef whip up anything you want. A bed for yourselves?" He sniffs the air and takes a look at them. "Some clean clothes or a bath? The skiff's fully outfitted."
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No. 185894 ID: 1ac39d

D: all of the above. also, pray that that mage didn't have a mentor of his own.
you thinking about coming back here and checking out these ruins?
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No. 185896 ID: c71597

>>185891
Bath, dinner and a room for you and Nessie sounds pretty good right now.
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No. 185900 ID: 701a19

>>185891
Meh, Dahlia might have a parent in it. Not that it matters, since she saved your asses and seems to be legit.
"Some help getting the people behind this would be nice, but I'd settle for a bath and clean clothes."
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No. 185919 ID: f98e0b
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185919

Oren takes the longest, best damn shower he has ever taken in his life.
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No. 185920 ID: f98e0b
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185920

Then he goes to the food cabinet with Nessie, and Allen sits down an entire damn pig’s worth of ribs in front of them and demands they tell him everything. Which they do, minus the mages and the oculus.
“You’re saying there’s a pack of highwaymen operating freely on the roads to Anchorturn?” says Allen when they’ve finished. “And they’re bold enough to capture two officers of the Authority?”
“Well, there were, anyway,” says Oren. “Plenty of them are sort of crispy-fried now.”
Nessie grimaces and pushes the rest of her plate away.
“Sorry, Deputy.”
“It’s fine, sheriff,” she says. “I- eugh. I think I learned I don’t like fire today.”
Well.” says Allen. “I’m going straight to the authority with this and demanding an investigation into it. And if they refuse, which given Blejwas is entirely possible, I’ll just have to deal with it myself. Where did you want to be dropped off, by the way? Back home at Hearthback will take until morning to get to, but there are rooms on the sleeper car. Anchorturn’s a bit closer."
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No. 185921 ID: a594b9

We were taking Joseph to Anchorturn.

WAIT WHERE IS JOSEPH
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No. 185930 ID: c71597

>>185920
Go on back home. You and Nessie can have some private time in the sleeper cars.
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No. 185932 ID: 5a2e05

>>185921
Good catch there, I forgot all about it.
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No. 185934 ID: a594b9

We need to find Joseph... if he got away from the hitmen he might be in Anchorturn.

Where the hell is the Undertaker anyway?
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No. 185998 ID: a594b9

>>185932
Hey you. Vote for one of the choices properly.
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No. 186006 ID: 5a2e05

>>185998
Fine, check Anchorturn I guess for some reason.
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No. 186072 ID: e973f4

>>185934
Based on past experience, I would guess "still hiding in case we run into another mage."
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No. 186118 ID: f98e0b
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186118

"We'll go ahead to Anchorturn," says Oren. "See if we can't find Joseph there. It's where I'd run to if I was him."
"Right," says Allen. "I'll set a course. We still won't get there until, I'd say, around five in the morning. So we'll just take the scenic route and give you two time to sleep off the day's events and, uh, catch up with each other. I'll bunk up front and ensure you aren't disturbed. Night!" He stands up and starts to walk out, then doubles back and grabs the last two ribs. "No sense letting these go to waste. Ciao." He shuts the door quietly behind him.

Oren and Nessie are alone. They take advantage of the fact almost instantly. After about a minute, Nessie's lips leave his. "Shall we relocate this meeting of the Hearthback Authority to the bedroom, Sheriff Loper?" she asks.
"Motion passed, Deputy," says Oren. "Have you considered what I suggested earlier?"
"Hmm? Oh. Fine, Oren, I give permission for exploration of Lands Further South. On one critical condition. Backrub first."
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No. 186119 ID: f98e0b
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186119

“Mmm.” says Nessie. “Lower.”
Oren obliges. “So what’d you think about the mages? The ones who weren’t trying to kill us.”
“Well, the one in red was pretty damn cuteow” says Nessie.
“Whoops,” says Oren.
She laughs. “Worry not, Oren. I prefer my men with both eyes intact. Okay. Question for you. Not that I’m complaining that we’re on a big old skiff going to hobknob with your executive friends, but why do you reckon Anchorturn? How could Joseph have gotten there on his own? I mean walking would have been crazy. Maybe he’s out there dying of thirst on the wastes right now. It’d serve him right. Plus I’m kind of worried about getting anywhere near that Blejwas guy you hate so bad, to be honest. A bit higher and to the left.”
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No. 186124 ID: f21281

>>186119
Word of advice, Oren?

Lube. Lots and lots of lube. Trust me, Squires will thank you tenfold for it.
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No. 186127 ID: 701a19

>>186119
"Because if we check Anchorton and then trace our route backwards we've got the best chance of finding him."
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No. 186131 ID: a594b9

>>186119
Well... Anchorturn Pen is where his orders came from. That is where we were going before.

Just because we got kidnapped doesn't mean we're suddenly going to drop everything we were doing before and go home.

The way I think of it is that he took the car they ambushed you in and drove it there.
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No. 186150 ID: f98e0b
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186150

"Because if we check Anchorton and then trace our route backwards we've got the best chance of finding him." says Oren. "Maybe he took the ride we were using. He could have been the one who hired those guys in the first place,"
"Makes sense, I guess," says Nessie, arching her back and rubbing up against him. The feel of her skin against his is too tempting. He takes one hand away and reaches downward, squeezing her ass, eliciting a surprised squeak from her.
"Four two," he says, kissing the back of her neck.
"Shut up," she says, then feels something firm pressing up against her. "Ooh," she purrs. "Eager tonight, aren't we, Sheriff?"
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No. 186154 ID: f21281

>>186150
Squires makes silly faces~ :3c
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No. 186155 ID: 0f9dad
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186155

Promotions, sah.
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No. 186160 ID: 701a19

>>186150
"I'm always eager for you, and when Dahl came to free me all I cared about was you getting out ok."
Give her a love bite on her shoulder.
"Think we should go public? Maybe with an engagement?"
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No. 186168 ID: f98e0b
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186168

"Always for you," he says.
His arms wrap around her, drawing her close. She adjusts herself, lets him slide into her, adds her own motion to his. An ear brushes against his lips, and he's happy to oblige it.
They take it slow (since they're both still aching like hell) and they're quiet for a few minutes, until Squires speaks up.
"We haven't actually said anything about us us, really, have we?" she says, between strokes.
"Mumph," says Oren, his mouth full of ear.
"I mean like pretty much we're just fuckbuddies, right? And that's perfectly fine."
"Mmn."
"But, um, Sheriff?"
"Mmm?"
"I think I love you. Have I ever said that? I don't think I have. But I think somewhere between the constant threats of murder and the making fun of each other I really mushy-gushy, cloyingly, happily-ever-after-etc fell for you. And you don't have to say it too cause I don't want to rush you or anything but I just thought I should let you know. Oren?"
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No. 186170 ID: 701a19

>>186168
-> >>186160
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No. 186183 ID: a594b9

"When that mage was in my head... I realized I have those feelings for you too."
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No. 186197 ID: 701a19

>>186183
He realized THAT when he was tied in the chair.
Remember him telling Dahlia to save Nessie instead?
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No. 186202 ID: f98e0b
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186202

"When that mage was in my head," says Oren, taking his mouth from her ear for a moment, "I realized I felt that too."
"Oh spirits," chuckles Squires, "we're really in for it now, aren't we?"
"Yep," says Oren, as they speed off into the night. "Isn't it great?"
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No. 186203 ID: f98e0b
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186203

And a hundred miles away he is looking up into the night sky.
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No. 186204 ID: f98e0b
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186204

He hears someone approaching from behind him. One of his.

"Sir? One of the hired help wanted to see you. It's Danyon."
"Is it about Loper?"
"Yessir."
"Let him."
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No. 186205 ID: f98e0b
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186205

"Leslie, I'm disappointed, to say the least," he says as the highwayman approaches.
"This Loper guy you assigned us," says Danyon, his voice strained and with a desperate edge. "He was... I mean, he chopped my hand off, he burned our base down..."
"I wasn't interested in stories about the sheriff, Danyon. I was interested in his head. You were extremely unprofessional tonight. It will not happen again, clear?"
"Look, I tell you you're underestimating this guy," Danyon is saying, babbling. He is scared. "He's not some country hick. He's a monster. He burned us alive, some of us. He fucked us, Blejwas. He fucked us and he's going to fuck you too, okay? He's gonna
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No. 186206 ID: f98e0b
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186206

fuh-"
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No. 186207 ID: f98e0b
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186207

"You saw that, yes, private?"
"Sir?"
"Resisting arrest. Textbook case. I had to do it. Now go and round up the rest of the gang and arrest them. They've menaced this road too long."
"Yessir."
"And private."
"Sir?"
"They all resisted arrest too."
"Sir."
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No. 186208 ID: f98e0b
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186208

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No. 186209 ID: f98e0b
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186209

Holy shitballs.
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No. 186212 ID: f21281

>>186209
IT'S ABOUT BLOODY TIME YOU SHOWED UP!
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No. 186214 ID: e973f4

>>186209
I fucking knew it.

...

Sup, Undertaker!
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No. 186215 ID: dafdb5

That explains where Undie was all this time.
Hey man. Glad to see ya.
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No. 186216 ID: f98e0b
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186216

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No. 186218 ID: 701a19

>>186209
Undertaker? Go tell Allen what you saw, and that Blejwas needs to meet with an 'accident' out in the wastes, then tell Oren what you saw - and mention that nobody can contest his testimony if he says the goons admitted to being hired by Blejwas.
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