Two ex-adventurers decide to step down as adventurers and live a quiet life by buying a bakery near the adventurers' guild... only to discover that living as an ordinary NPC has its own challenges. A post-campaign epilogue of sorts with some Pathfinder/DnD Original Characters. New comics every Wednesday and Saturday!
*While she interrogates the mage, the knocked out mages are found by others who proceed to wake them up. The recently woke ones explain what happened and soon they notice Mālie in the sky. They promptly start shooting magic missiles at her.* Mālie: You’d better hold on! *She flies away, doing evasive maneuvers in an attempt to dodge the force projectiles while holding the captive mage.* Mage 2:…
Mage 2: O-ok. I’ll talk but please let’s get down. Mālie: And risk getting jumped by your buddies? Not happening. Now, what group are you a part of and what are you doing here? Mage 2: We…we are the order of the elder one! A-a dragon, big, he found us and we work for him. We seized the town because of its proximity to Velpul! Mālie: Velpul? Mage 2: Don’t worry about it. Mālie: Why is that dragon…
*Mālie spins as she gets near the people, tossing some of them aside as she hop back on the ground. The thrown people fall unconscious.* Mālie: Who are you people? Mage 2: You come barreling into us and expect me to give you information!? *The mage tries to cast a spell but Mālie grabs him by the collar and rides her flying lance up into the sky.* Mage 2: W-what the heeeeell? Mālie: Your friends…
Mālie: Don’t worry about it. *Mālie steps outside.* Mālie: Stay inside, I’ll try something. Andrew: Thank you. *She disappears between the alleyways, avoiding the main streets.* Mālie’s thoughts: I need to get to the port and fast. *The knight boards her flying lance, charging at the hooded people on the streets.* Mage 1: Who—
Andrew: “We?” You mean you fought these guys before? Then you can do it again! *Mālie shakes her head.* Mālie: ...I’m part of the ashenguard, my name is Mālie. Andrew: That’s the royal guard from the capital? Thank the gods! Mālie: I can’t pick a fight with a whole cult by myself and I have no idea where the others are right now. *Andrew lets out a sigh of disappointment.* Mālie: If I can get to…
*Meanwhile, Mālie arrives at the deserted port town. The knight walks around, not a single soul walks the streets* Mālie’s thoughts: This place used to be lively…where’s everyone? *She catches a glimpse of a group of hooded people and immediately hides behind a wall before she is seen.* Mālie’s thoughts: I don’t know who these people are but my instincts tell me to not mingle. *As she looks…
*After Ishtah’s training is completed, the group show their gratitude to the fire guardian and his kobolds before departing.* Ishtah: Thank you, Baltas! Thank you, Ao! *The white kobold smiles and nods.* Ao: Good luck, little bird. Eoz: Bwahahahahaha! Show them how much you’ve grown! Ishtah: I will! Verixa: We’ll see about that, retainer. *Ishtah blushes a little at being called retainer. Angela…
*Later that day Ao returns with a massive bag of materials. He calls Ishtah and sits down. He teaches the bird gunner how to craft stronger bullets than what she used before, explosive bullets, higher caliber bullets and some elemental options. The process ends up involving a lot of trial and error from Ishtah, complaining from Ao and explosions but eventually the redhead does learn how to make…
*Ao approaches after the whole session ends.* Ao: You two done? Baltas: Pretty much. Ao: I wanna teach her a little something too, you make your own bullets? Ishtah: Y-yeah. Why? Ao: What kind of bullets you use? *Ishtah seems confused.* Ishtah: The normal kind. What else? *Ao shakes his head.* Ao: What normal kind!? What alloy? Ishtah: The kind they sell in stores. I’m not a blacksmith… Ao: What…
Ishtah: You little… *The gunslinger aims at the wall of the magical mansion and shoots at an angle.* Baltas’ thoughts: She is not aiming at me? Good… *He smiles as a blank grazes his cheek, he then guffaws.* Baltas: You missed! *The kobold then raises his hands in surrender.* Baltas: But you did it! Figured out how to do it. Ishtah: I…I think I did! Baltas: I hope you learned the lesson I was…
*Amid the bullet storm Ishtah runs and hides while trying to figure out how Baltas is doing that.* Ishtahs’s thoughts: He can’t possibly have done it on the ground, it’s too soft to deflect the bullet…pay attention to my surroundings… *She does just that, calmly inspecting the area around her when…* Ishtah: Huh? *She sees a pebble on the ground, big enough to be a handful. It suddenly goes flying…
*Baltas shrugs.* Baltas: An acceptable risk to have a satisfying duel for once. *Ao heckles from the sidelines.* Ao: Less talking, more fighting! Baltas: Very well. *Baltas continues to pepper Ishtah with a barrage of shots, some coming from odd angles. The bird woman runs around, hides and sometimes flies in an attempt to dodge while trying to figure out how exactly to do the same.* Ishtah’s…
*Baltas shrugs.* Baltas: An acceptable risk to have a satisfying duel for once. *Ao heckles from the sidelines.* Ao: Less talking, more fighting! Baltas: Very well. *Baltas continues to pepper Ishtah with a barrage of shots, some coming from odd angles. The bird woman runs around, hides and sometimes flies in an attempt to dodge while trying to figure out how exactly to do the same.* Ishtah’s…
*Ishtah loads the blanks on her pepperboxes, quickly shooting one of them at Baltas who dives out of the way.* Baltas: I see. *He shoots back a single bullet, Ishtah takes cover behind a nearby tree.* Baltas: You keep focus on your target…good. However… *The kobold fires another two bullets, Ishtah ducks behind the tree to avoid the first one when a sharp pain shoots up her left arm.* Ishtah:…
*The very next morning Ishtah gets up early just to find that Baltas and Ao are already waiting.* Baltas: There she is! Ao: She did show, you win this one. *Ao gives the white kobold a small shiny pebble. Ishtah stands at attention as soon as she sees him.* Baltas: I take it you prepared your firearms? Ishtah: Yes, sir! Baltas: Excellent. Stand back, Ao. *Baltas throws a couple of small bags…
