War Of Provinces [dead]

Fredrick looks at you blankly. Apparently, his branches' purpose is not for fishing, although the treant positions his arm like a net and plunges the "net" in the water.

You notice Fredrick flinches many times, and after two minutes, he pulls out a school of writhing salmon. He drops them on the ground to tend to the small cuts on his limbs.

"Thank you very much, sir, although I'm just trying to clear my inventory here. It was a pleasure doing business."

Robert has 20/25 HP and 45 AS, and 9e.

[o that thing thought it was bannable or smt lol]

The plains surrounding Bucie seem to be oddly calm, and the only mobs and ponies and horses trotting around. North is the swamp, where monsters in higher quantity reside.

Yes.

 

"Thanks. You okay" i say as i start preping a fire to cook the fish

 

"Yeet" is all Fredrick says.

You try to mash a couple of sticks together, but you don't get a single spark. Then you proceed to strike a rock against a stick, then a rock against another rock, but it only results in one measly spark...

 

I'll try to find some dry leaves then twirl a stick at them to cause heat from friction to light a fire

 

"Pleasure doing business with you too." I say, before heading back to the blacksmith with the handle and the pickaxe.

 

How long till Corkian forces arrive?
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Investigate that one tree

 

You attempt to create another fire using dry leaves you have picked up--which is peculiar, as you are in the forest of Light--and you manage to create a small campfire with some smoke, as well.

"Oh, you got the handle! Thank you, sir." You watch as the young blacksmith heads over to his anvil and quickly mends the pickaxe and the handle together. He then lightly strikes the anvil with the pickaxe, to test its strength.

"Ah, that's good. My pickaxe is working quite well now. You needed iron, yes?" The blacksmith runs over on the other side of the tent and picks up a Satchel of Iron and hands it to you.

"Thank you, again."

They haven't arrived yet, so you expect them to arrive in larger numbers.

You approach the singular tree. You notice that its branches seem to be curved at a very odd angle, and the bush next to it, as you peer closer, seems to be made of a green fabric, instead of leaves.

 

I'll put some branches on the fire to make it bigger and cook some fish

 

"Pleasure is all mine, and thank you." I say, before heading back to the lumberjack.

 

Ignore it and walk by.
As soon as I past it, turn around and kick it down.

 

You tell your army to gather some more twigs and branches, which you place on the fire to have it grow in size.

As you admire the flames, you pick up repeated splashing sounds from the river. You peer over your shoulder to see what's causing the noise, and, one by one, five river souls jump out of the waters and into your flames. The glowing figures form a circular formation surrounding your fire and start to... sing and dance.

The blacksmith nods, and returns to his work.

As you return to the lumberjack, he greets you.

"Hello, sir. What brings you here again?"

[I don't know if you meant to kick the tree or the bush, so I just assumed you meant tree]

As you tread by the suspicious bush and tree, you swiftly turn around and kick at the tree. Instantly, your leg flinches back after a clang and is sore, as if you just rammed your foot into metal. In fact, when you touch the "tree's" trunk, you feel a smooth quality only present on the surface of metal, not tree bark.

 

I meant the bush, because it was made of fabric, which could be camoflauge cloth. Also it just seems more supicious to me than oddly angled trees.
Should I roll with what you did already or retcon?

 

"I'm looking to buy some shovel handles."

 

"Hi can you talk?"

 

Depends on you if you want to go kick the bush, sorry for the mistake on my end

Forgot to add: When you kicked the metal trunk, the bush's "leaves" did not sway, defying physics.

"Ah, I've got plenty of those. They're the same cheap price--1e for each. How many would you like? If you're planning to get a shovel handle for each soldier of yours... that'd be ten handles."

The souls interrupt their fire dance and position their minuscule limbs towards you.

"Hi can you talk?" The figures repeat in unison in a shrill, high-pitched voice.

 

We'll just go with what you already did, it's easier.
Combo the kick into a second kick at the bush. :L

 

"Will you help me stop the decay?"

 

"I'll just get five handles." I say, handing him the 5 emeralds.

 

You can't really combo kick right after your foot rebounded after smashing it into solid metal but ok

You swing your free foot back at the fake bush, sending some "leaves" into the air, and then falling down, revealing a small hole...

As you are about to look inside the hole, a small brown face pops out in your face. The figure screams for a second, then scurries back into the pit.

The souls imitate you again, in their shrill voice.

"Will you help me stop the decay?" This time, they let out a snicker.

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"Sure! Here you go."

Robert has 20/25 HP and 45 AS, and 5e, and has acquired 5x Handle.

 

Stabalize myself after the kicks.
Do I recognize what that was? And was it loud enough for Bucie to hear?