Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28144855-20170730184854/@comment-32301387-20170731165350

(oh, very good. Indeed, my own established character has but a single viable item (you took my magic after all) and even then, its in the bar. i am with out any advantage, i am out numbered, out classed, out gunned. Regrettably, they are out matched. I will used bracked paragraphs to explain every paragraph and the actions contained. Now, my only viable option (seeing as it is not on my person, it is far out of reach) is a magitek revolver in the bar. in other words, i am defenseless. I love it.)

As the Mamono Approach I hold my ground, and open my Arms wide.

"My Dear Mamono. It is an honour to stand in the glorious presence of Druella's finest! To be chosen by women of such strength and beauty... truly, I can think of no gift greater.!" I look around and sigh. "but this? among the fields? I own a Bar. MY TREAT, LET US DRINK AS OUR UNITY BECOMES THE THING OF LEGEND!" I yell, rousing the crowd.

(Step one. in believable way, I deprived you of your biggest advantage. situation. I am in my teritory. the bar you gave us. From this point on, i can continue to exert more control of the situation.)

Back at the bar, I go down to backroom, and pull out a  vial. I slip the contents into the keg, and reseal it, before rolling it out. Keeping a smile and begin serving, give the odd lustful look, the stare at the breast, anything to convince them i am game. when all have downed their drink, and a are chattering to one another, i raise a glass and bang it with a spoon.

"My dear ladies. If I may have your attention. it is time for the main event. But, before we begin, will you indulge me a mere moment. it has been an absolute pleasure meeting you all, and, i must admit, you seem like good people. for fanatics. But, I must admit..." At this point I pull the gun on the only head that mattered. Mine. Locked beneath my chin, any attempt to remove it would result in death as my fist closed in relfex. "You have been had. I will remove this gun. dont worry. But first, A story. Once, Not long ago actually, I lived in a slum of a city. Now, place got invaded by your comrades. It was a trap. for us, anyway. betrayed by the order itself. So, I devised a concoction. a powerful seditive. I heated it, and well, you all know the tale of sleeping beauty, I hope. Unable to escape, I suspect they all died in three days. Asleep, of course... not my proudest moment... One day... I will count the faces... You wont be asleep that long, I promise."

At this point, I am recieving angry, hurt, frightened stares. Some asking for mercy. As their eyes close, i wait 10 minutes, then remove the gun.

I... procure my own spirit energy. I apply to the "inflicted area" and watch as the curse is lifted.

When they awake, a day later, they find themselfs in makeshift  beds. I left a note.

"All cured. If you want to thank me, leave this village, and come find me."

(Considering i helped them, I sacrifice my safety for the villages.)

(this is much better than my planned ending. thought it up half way through. It originally involved me shooting the dragons, and burning them inside the bar. But, i could save them. So, I did.)