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(LoK) Eat the apples

IrrelevantComment — Thu, 15 Nov 2012 23:49:42 GMT

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Krystal is so hungry that her stomach aches more than it ever has in her life, and its all she can do not to cry from the pain of it. In the last 48 hours, all she has eaten is a few slices of bread and a few mouthfuls of soup, and she has walked for hours. She isn’t even sure she can stomach the food, she feels like she wants to be sick, but she forces herself to eat the food a bite at a time. Soon the three apples are gone, eaten right to the core, and in a short while the pain subsides to a dull ache. She realises that if she doesn’t find more food soon she will either have to eat those mushrooms or starve to death.

Wandering over to the river, she sits on the bank and ponders her situation. She finds it hard to focus though, as again the she senses the river almost calling her. She wants to dive in, but she knows that it wouldn’t be a good idea. She can’t however resist the river’s appeal entirely, so she dips her feet in the river. It is then that she notices something in the bottom of the river. It is hard to make out what it is as the river is fairly deep, but it seems to be a long stick. Krystal sees that the end is glowing and realises why she missed it before, she must have mistaken the glow for the reflection of the sun, it was only in the dusk that she could see it for what it really was.

The water is screaming at her now, begging her to jump in. No, it isn’t the water, it was the light. Instantly she realises what the light is and feels ashamed with herself. It was her staff. All day it had been calling out to her because of the psychic bond she had with it, and she had ignored it. I am so stupid, she thinks to herself. It doesn’t take long for Krystal to retrieve the staff, and she soon emerges from the water on to the bank, starving and freezing, but happier than she has been for a long time. Finally she has a chance to survive. She doesn’t even feel tired now, she is so excited that she feels eager to continue exploring right now, despite the fading light.

She spies the nearby hills, and considers the possibility of finding a cave where Fox may have gone for shelter. Or she could try following the river again. Hell, with her staff, she might even stand a chance heading into the SharpClaw village, and there was guaranteed to be food there.

Does she:

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Staff'', ''Backpack''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Eat the apples]]

(LoK) Dive into the stream

IrrelevantComment — Thu, 15 Nov 2012 23:48:53 GMT

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Without a chance to think, Krystal she dive into the stream for cover. The cold water knocks the breath from her, and she barely has time to surface for air before the SharpClaw pass by the river. She holds her breath for as long as she can, hoping desperately they do not stop by the stream. When she can stay under no longer, Krystal bursts from the water gasping for breath and crawls to the bank. Thankfully the SharpClaw are long gone, but Krystal is now freezing cold and her backpack has soaked through, spoiling the bread that was left in there. Now all that is left are three apples. Krystal isn’t sure whether to be upset or grateful she wasn’t found, but she decides the latter is probably more pragmatic.

Vowing to be more careful, Krystal again takes the stream on her right and heads along the bank, keeping an eye out for any more SharpClaw. Because she is being more careful, progress is slow, and by the time she next feels she has to stop to rest, the sun to starting to set.Kneeling at the edge of the stream, Krystal drinks from the river and washes her face. For a second she is sure she can see something at the bottom of the river, but she is distracted when she spots footprints on the other side of the river. Small feet, belonging to a fox or vixen by the looks of it. Two tracks, they came here twice. "''Oh no....''"

In the forest on the other side of the river she spots an all too familiar clearing. "''How the fuck did I get back here? I kept the river on my right....oh."'' Realization hits her - as she climbed out of the river 3 hours ago, she was too desperate for air and warmth to pay much attention to which side of the river she had climbed out. So she had doubled back on herself again - that meant she had wasted another day and the only thing she achieved was to waste her already dwindling supply of food. Helplessness washes over her as she plods over to the clearing where she had last slept and prepares to eat what could be her final meal.

It isn’t yet as dark as when she arrived here the previous night and Krystal spots some mushrooms on the other side of the clearing. After bounding over to them in her excitement Krystal nearly swallows them whole, but is hit by a vile smell, emanating from the mushrooms.

Does she:
*eat teh shrooms
*[[(LoK) Eat the apples|leave the mushrooms eat the apples?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Mace'', ''Backpack'', ''Apples''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Eat the apples]]

(LoK) Dive into the stream

IrrelevantComment — Thu, 15 Nov 2012 23:47:33 GMT

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Without a chance to think, Krystal she dive into the stream for cover. The cold water knocks the breath from her, and she barely has time to surface for air before the SharpClaw pass by the river. She holds her breath for as long as she can, hoping desperately they do not stop by the stream. When she can stay under no longer, Krystal bursts from the water gasping for breath and crawls to the bank. Thankfully the SharpClaw are long gone, but Krystal is now freezing cold and her backpack has soaked through, spoiling the bread that was left in there. Now all that is left are three apples. Krystal isn’t sure whether to be upset or grateful she wasn’t found, but she decides the latter is probably more pragmatic.

Vowing to be more careful, Krystal again takes the stream on her right and heads along the bank, keeping an eye out for any more SharpClaw. Because she is being more careful, progress is slow, and by the time she next feels she has to stop to rest, the sun to starting to set.Kneeling at the edge of the stream, Krystal drinks from the river and washes her face. For a second she is sure she can see something at the bottom of the river, but she is distracted when she spots footprints on the other side of the river. Small feet, belonging to a fox or vixen by the looks of it. Two tracks, they came here twice. ”’’Oh no....’’”

In the forest on the other side of the river she spots an all too familiar clearing. “‘’How the fuck did I get back here? I kept the river on my right....oh.’’” Realization hits her - as she climbed out of the river 3 hours ago, she was too desperate for air and warmth to pay much attention to which side of the river she had climbed out. So she had doubled back on herself again - that meant she had wasted another day and the only thing she achieved was to waste her already dwindling supply of food. Helplessness washes over her as she plods over to the clearing where she had last slept and prepares to eat what could be her final meal.

It isn’t yet as dark as when she arrived here the previous night and Krystal spots some mushrooms on the other side of the clearing. After bounding over to them in her excitement Krystal nearly swallows them whole, but is hit by a vile smell, emanating from the mushrooms.

Does she:
*eat teh shrooms
*[[(LoK) Eat the apples|leave the mushrooms eat the apples?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Mace'', ''Backpack'', ‘’Apples’’|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Eat the apples]]

(LoK) Ration the food

IrrelevantComment — Thu, 15 Nov 2012 23:46:14 GMT

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Starving isn’t an option. Making sure not to take more than half of the food she has, Krystal eats her meagre meal slowly, trying to make the pitiful meal last as long as she can. She still feels hungry when she is finished, and she glances wistfully at the remainder of the food. “‘’If only I had brought the soup...’’” she thinks. “‘’No, I would still rather starve than eat SharpClaw cum.’’” This thought reinforces her resolve, giving her the willpower to resist the temptation of eating the food. Instead, she lies down on a soft patch of grass and tries to sleep to distract herself. It has been a long, hard day, and it doesn’t take her long to drop off.

It is mid-morning by the time she wakes and the sun is high in the sky, lighting up the clearing. There is a stream nearby, and Krystal drinks from the refreshingly cold water, but resists the urge to bathe in the water. It takes all her willpower though, as standing next to the stream, she is oddly drawn to it - it is as if the stream is calling to her. She doesn’t have time, she needs to find Fox. Walking off into the forest she begins her search once more.

As the sun reaches its zenith in the sky, Krystal wanders upon another stream and again stops to have a drink when she notices that the area looks familiar. It feels familiar too - again she has to struggle to tear her eyes from the rippling water. It takes her a second to recognise the spot, but once she turns around and sees a small clearing she instantly realises that this was the same stream as before. Angry, she kicks at the dirt and curses. She can’t afford to waste time like this. She sets off again at a faster pace, making sure to keep the stream on her right so as to not circle around again.

She progresses in this manner for a couple of hours, when suddenly a loud crack to her right makes her jump. With her keen vision she can see a small band of SharpClaw headed her way. They haven't seen her yet, but she doesn’t have much time to react. Glancing around, she realises there is no cover; she could hide in the water, but she risked the splash alerting the SharpClaw and she may not be able to hold her breath for as long as it take them to pass.

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Dive into the stream|dive into the stream?]]
*[[(LoK) Hide where she is|lie where she is and hope the SharpClaw don’t come too close?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Mace'', ''Backpack'', ''Rationed Food''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Ration the food]]

(LoK) Ration the food

IrrelevantComment — Thu, 15 Nov 2012 23:45:37 GMT

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Starving isn’t an option. Making sure not to take more than half of the food she has, Krystal eats her meagre meal slowly, trying to make the pitiful meal last as long as she can. She still feels hungry when she is finished, and she glances wistfully at the remainder of the food. “‘’If only I had brought the soup...’’” she thinks. “‘’No, I would still rather starve than eat SharpClaw cum.’’” This thought reinforces her resolve, giving her the willpower to resist the temptation of eating the food. Instead, she lies down on a soft patch of grass and tries to sleep to distract herself. It has been a long, hard day, and it doesn’t take her long to drop off.

It is mid-morning by the time she wakes and the sun is high in the sky, lighting up the clearing. There is a stream nearby, and Krystal drinks from the refreshingly cold water, but resists the urge to bathe in the water. It takes all her willpower though, as standing next to the stream, she is oddly drawn to it - it is as if the stream is calling to her. She doesn’t have time, she needs to find Fox. Walking off into the forest she begins her search once more.

As the sun reaches its zenith in the sky, Krystal wanders upon another stream and again stops to have a drink when she notices that the area looks familiar. It feels familiar too - again she has to struggle to tear her eyes from the rippling water. It takes her a second to recognise the spot, but once she turns around and sees a small clearing she instantly realises that this was the same stream as before. Angry, she kicks at the dirt and curses. She can’t afford to waste time like this. She sets off again at a faster pace, making sure to keep the stream on her right so as to not circle around again.

She progresses in this manner for a couple of hours, when suddenly a loud crack to her right makes her jump. With her keen vision she can see a small band of SharpClaw headed her way. They haven't seen her yet, but she doesn’t have much time to react. Glancing around, she realises there is no cover; she could hide in the water, but she risked the splash alerting the SharpClaw and she may not be able to hold her breath for as long as it take them to pass.

Does she:
[[(LoK) Dive into the stream|dive into the stream?]]
[[(LoK) Hide where she is|lie where she is and hope the SharpClaw don’t come too close?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Mace'', ''Backpack'', “Rationed Food”|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Ration the food]]

(LoK) Search for the other Arwing (with food)

IrrelevantComment — Thu, 15 Nov 2012 23:44:53 GMT

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Krystal glances at the towards her Arwing. As much as she wants to go there, she knows that it won’t be fit to fly, and that is probably the first place the SharpClaw would look for her. No, she has to find Fox, and for that she has to head into the forest. Tightening the straps on her backpack, Krystal heads in what she thinks is the south-east and begins her search.

She walks in the dark forest for a couple of hours, keeping a lookout for Fox or any other living thing, but she finds nothing. Eventually she gives up, realizing that she isn’t going to make much progress in the dark. It’s better to wait ‘til the morning and search in the light. She soon comes to a small clearing with enough space for her to sleep, but she is starving and first she has to eat.

Looking at the pitiful amount of food she has, Krystal suddenly realises how hungry she is, and how little this food will do to fill her up. There is barely a day’s meal there, maybe two if she rations it. Her stomach growls angrily as she tries to decide how much to eat.

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Ration the food|ration the food and save some for tomorrow?]]
*[[(LoK) Gorge on the food|eat all the food now and save none?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Mace'', ''Backpack'', ''Food''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Search for the other Arwing F]]

(LoK) Search for the other Arwing (with food)

IrrelevantComment — Thu, 15 Nov 2012 23:43:56 GMT

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Krystal glances at the towards her Arwing. As much as she wants to go there, she knows that it won’t be fit to fly, and that is probably the first place the SharpClaw would look for her. No, she has to find Fox, and for that she has to head into the forest. Tightening the straps on her backpack, Krystal heads in what she thinks is the south-east and begins her search.

She walks in the dark forest for a couple of hours, keeping a lookout for Fox or any other living thing, but she finds nothing. Eventually she gives up, realizing that she isn’t going to make much progress in the dark. It’s better to wait ‘til the morning and search in the light. She soon comes to a small clearing with enough space for her to sleep, but she is starving and first she has to eat.

Looking at the pitiful amount of food she has, Krystal suddenly realises how hungry she is, and how little this food will do to fill her up. There is barely a day’s meal there, maybe two if she rations it. Her stomach growls angrily as she tries to decide how much to eat.

Does she:
[[(LoK) Ration the food|ration the food and save some for tomorrow?]]
[[(LoK) Gorge on the food|eat all the food now and save none?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Mace'', ''Backpack'', “Food”|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Search for the other Arwing F]]

(LoK) Explore the surrounding area (with liquid)

IrrelevantComment — Thu, 15 Nov 2012 23:42:05 GMT

IrrelevantComment: (LoK) Explore the surrounding area (with liquid) moved to (LoK) Search for the other Arwing (with food)

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(LoK) Search for the other Arwing (with food)

IrrelevantComment — Thu, 15 Nov 2012 23:42:05 GMT

IrrelevantComment: (LoK) Explore the surrounding area (with liquid) moved to (LoK) Search for the other Arwing (with food)

Krystal emerges from the hut to what on any other occasion would have been a pleasant view. It was early evening, and the sun was setting over the grassy hills to the west, visible through the trees of a small forest. The hut was built on the edge of the forest, meaning the trees were sparse and plenty of light broke through the canopy. To the north-east there was a small village that looked idyllic to the naked eye, although Krystal knew better than to expect such a thing of any SharpClaw settlement. "''I doubt they would take too kindly to me strolling in there with their warrior's mace''" she thinks, turning away.

A cool breeze sweeps through the valley, bringing with it a subtle smell of burning. Krystal turns to face the wind, and sure enough in the south there is smoke rising from a point just outside the forest. "''That must be where one of the Arwings crashed, but who's?''" Krystal thinks, searching in vain for signs of another crash site. "''We were flying over the forest, and Fox's Arwing crashed before mine, so his must be further into the forest. We were also on our way back to the Great Fox, which must mean that it is to the West, and I have plenty of food so I could probably make it''".

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Search for the other Arwing (with liquid)|head south-east in search of Fox's Arwing?]]
*[[(LoK) Investigate her Arwing (with liquid)|head south towards her Arwing?]]
*[[(LoK) Head towards the Great Fox|head west towards the Great Fox?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Mace'', ''Backpack'', ''Food'', ''Bottle of 'white liquid' ''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal]]

(LoK) Take the soup and leave the hut

IrrelevantComment — Sat, 10 Nov 2012 23:24:47 GMT

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The most important thing right now was to survive Krystal realises. What good was pride if she dies? And it isn't as if she was ever going to tell Fox about this. "I'm doing it because I must" Krystal says to herself, trying to justify her actions. What she doesn't admit is that on some level she ''wants'' that soup. She can’t deny that it tastes good, but it isn't just the taste or smell - something about it made her feel... alive. Krystal blushes at her train of thought and hurries about trying to distract herself, pouring as much of the soup as she can into a large pot and placing it and the other food in her rucksack. Grabbing up the mace, Krystal leaves the hut.

By the time Krystal emerges from the hut, the sun has all but fallen and with what little light is left Krystal can just about see that the hut is built on the edge of a large forest. It takes her a little while to get her bearings, but eventually Krystal recognises the North Star in the sky and realises that the forest lies around her to the east and south. To the north lies a SharpClaw village to the north, only visible in the curtain of blackness by the light emanating from the windows. It seems to be no more than a handful of small houses and, judging from the noise, a SharpClaw tavern. "''I doubt they would take too kindly to me strolling in there with their warrior's mace''" she thinks, turning away. She needs help, but she isn’t that desperate.

She needed to find the crashed Arwings, but it’s too dark to make out any smoke coming from the forest, and the overpowering smell of the soup she is carrying makes it impossible to smell anything on the wind. She remembers that she was flying west back to the Great fox over the forest, so the crashed ships must be somewhere to the south-east. To the west, all that is visible is hills and plains. With the soup, she knows she has enough food to last her the journey to the Great Fox (if she can find it), but can she abandon Fox here?

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Search for the other Arwing (with liquid)|head south-east in search of Fox's Arwing?]]
*[[(LoK) Investigate her Arwing (with liquid)|head south towards her Arwing?]]
*[[(LoK) Head towards the Great Fox|head west towards the Great Fox?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Mace'', ''Backpack'', ''Food'', ''Soup ''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Take the soup and leave the hut]]

(LoK) Take the food and leave the hut

IrrelevantComment — Sat, 10 Nov 2012 23:24:03 GMT

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Krystal feels disgusted with herself for even considering the soup. She would rather starve than degrade herself like that. Grabbing up the food and the mace, Krystal leaves the hut.

By the time Krystal emerges from the hut, the sun has all but fallen and with what little light is left Krystal can just about see that the hut is built on the edge of a large forest. It takes her a little while to get her bearings, but eventually Krystal recognises the North Star in the sky and realises that the forest lies around her to the east and south. To the north lies a SharpClaw village to the north, only visible in the curtain of blackness by the light emanating from the windows. It seems to be no more than a handful of small houses and, judging from the noise, a SharpClaw tavern. "''I doubt they would take too kindly to me strolling in there with their warrior's mace''" she thinks, turning away. She needs help, but she isn’t that desperate.

There’s no sign of her crashed ship anywhere and it’s too dark to make out any telltale signs such as smoke, but Krystal can just about make out the smell of smoke on the wind. The wind was blowing north, so the logical inference was that one of the crashed ships is to the south, but she can’t be sure.

"''We were flying over the forest, and Fox's Arwing crashed before mine, so his must be further into the forest and the ship to the south, if it exists, must be mine. The Great Fox must be to the west beyond those hills, but there's no way I can make it that far with such a pitiful supply of food''".

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Search for the other Arwing (with food)|head south-east in search of Fox's Arwing?]]
*[[(LoK) Investigate her Arwing in the dark|head south towards her Arwing?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Mace'', ''Backpack'', ''Food''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Take the food and leave the hut]]

(LoK) Take the white liquid and leave the hut

IrrelevantComment — Sat, 10 Nov 2012 23:23:18 GMT

IrrelevantComment: (LoK) Take the white liquid and leave the hut moved to (LoK) Take the soup and leave the hut: Changing story path

#REDIRECT [[(LoK) Take the soup and leave the hut]]

(LoK) Take the soup and leave the hut

IrrelevantComment — Sat, 10 Nov 2012 23:23:18 GMT

IrrelevantComment: (LoK) Take the white liquid and leave the hut moved to (LoK) Take the soup and leave the hut: Changing story path

The most important thing right now was to survive Krystal realised. What good was pride if she was dead? And it wasn't as if she was ever going to tell Fox about this. "I'm doing it because I must" Krystal said to herself, trying to justify her actions. What she didn't admit was that she knew on some level that she ''wanted'' that liquid. It tasted good, but it wasn't just the taste or smell - something about it made her feel... alive. Krystal blushed at her train of thought and hurried about trying to distract herself. Grabbing up the bottle, food and the mace, Krystal leaves the hut.

Krystal emerges from the hut to what on any other occasion would have been a pleasant view. It was early evening, and the sun was setting over the grassy hills to the west, visible through the trees of a small forest. The hut was built on the edge of the forest, meaning the trees were sparse and plenty of light broke through the canopy. To the north-east there was a small village that looked idyllic to the naked eye, although Krystal knew better than to expect such a thing of any SharpClaw settlement. "''I doubt they would take too kindly to me strolling in there with their warrior's mace''" she thinks, turning away.

A cool breeze sweeps through the valley, bringing with it a subtle smell of burning. Krystal turns to face the wind, and sure enough in the south there is smoke rising from a point just outside the forest. "''That must be where one of the Arwings crashed, but who's?''" Krystal thinks, searching in vain for signs of another crash site. "''We were flying over the forest, and Fox's Arwing crashed before mine, so his must be further into the forest. We were also on our way back to the Great Fox, which must mean that it is to the West, and I have plenty of food so I could probably make it''".

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Search for the other Arwing (with liquid)|head south-east in search of Fox's Arwing?]]
*[[(LoK) Investigate her Arwing (with liquid)|head south towards her Arwing?]]
*[[(LoK) Head towards the Great Fox|head west towards the Great Fox?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Mace'', ''Backpack'', ''Food'', ''Bottle of 'white liquid' ''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Take the white liquid and leave the hut]]

(LoK) Confront the SharpClaw

IrrelevantComment — Sat, 10 Nov 2012 23:22:54 GMT

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It wasn't an easy decision. Krystal remembers too well what the last two SharpClaw had done her, and if these ones knew what she had done then the chances of this ending well were close to zero. But she has no food, and no method of communication. If she doesn't get help from somebody then she would starve to death in this forest - assuming something in it didn't eat ''her'' first. No, she had to talk to these SharpClaw and see if she could persuade them to help her.

Pulling herself out of the cockpit, she calls out to the two SharpClaw, realising as she does so that she was wrong - there is only one SharpClaw and he had been talking to himself. SharpClaw were typically muscular brutes, resembling large humanoid lizards in appearance and unlike the women they wore no clothing except their armour. This one however is different. He is still muscular, but he is definitely weaker and smaller than the SharpClaw she had seen before and he has no armour or weapons, so he isn't a warrior. It hadn't even occurred to Krystal that not all SharpClaw were warriors, but she realised someone had to make their weapons and build their houses.

The SharpClaw looks surprised to see her. He is completely naked and despite her situation Krystal can't help but note that SharpClaw made no attempt to hide their dicks, but this one actually seems to be trying to hide his by turning away. "''A modest SharpClaw? That's something new.''"

For a second, both the vixen and the lizard stand there, neither knowing what to say. The lizard works up the courage first: "Your armour... you must be the one the warriors brought back today. They boasted much about their new toy."

"And going by your lack of armour, you aren't one of the warriors. Who are you? I've never heard of a SharpClaw male not being a fighter."

"Someone has to make their weapons and vehicles - I suppose you could say I am their technician. You haven't heard of us because we don't exist; most SharpClaw tribes shun or kill anyone who chooses not to become a warrior. Thankfully our chief had a little more wisdom than that. It was him who sent me here to see what technology I can scavenge."

Realising this SharpClaw wasn't about to kill her, Krystal climbs down from the Arwing to talk to him. As she faces him, she can't help but glance down at his cock again, secretly impressed by the size of it. This time however, it is a little less flaccid. Blushing, she realises how little of her body her armour covers, and that climbing down from the Arwing would have left her ass exposed.

"I need your help" she says, more to distract herself than anything. "I have no food and no way to contact my team. I can't go back to the SharpClaw, you know what they'll do to me."

She doesn't expect it to work - SharpClaw were raping, murderous animals. She is incredibly surprised then, when the SharpClaw male looks torn, as if he isn't sure what to do. "My tribe will expect me to bring you back for them. If I don't they will see it as weakness and I will be punished."

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Appeal to his compassion|appeal to his compassion?]]
*[[(LoK) Seduce him|try to seduce him?]]
*[[(LoK) Threaten him|threaten him?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Confront the SharpClaw]]

(LoK) Investigate her Arwing

IrrelevantComment — Sat, 10 Nov 2012 23:21:02 GMT

IrrelevantComment: Fixing mix of tenses

It takes a little over 10 minutes to reach the source of the smoke. Sure enough, just within the edge of the forest in a newly formed crater is the remains of Krystal's Arwing, half buried on its side at the end of long scorch marks stretching back into the forest. It is a complete wreck. One of the wings is bent and by the looks of it the other has been sheared off in the collision with the ground. The hull of the ship is so contorted that Krystal is amazed she has survived. She does everything she can not to think about what has happened to Fox. "''He'll be fine,''" she thinks, "''he might've ejected from his ship before it crashed, and even if he didn't, he's tough. If I survived, he would have too''". She isn't sure she believes that though, and she redoubles her effort to focus on her situation.

The cockpit door was still open from earlier - not that it mattered as there was little left of the glass screen - but due to the angle and contortion of the ship she has to climb on top of the ship and drop in through a hole in the side. The front of the ship has been forced inwards making it a tight fit, and the smoke and the fading light don't help. Twice she cuts herself on broken glass or steel but eventually she manages to crouch in the cockpit and look around.

The console in front of her is busted. Between the smoke and the sparks it is giving off it doesn't seem like a good idea to try to get it to switch back on, so using the ships communication system to call for help is out of the window. She looks around for anything that might be useful to her, but she knows it is a lost cause. It was a routine training drill, she hadn't needed food or weapons. Krystal suddenly notices how hungry she is, realising that aside from that 'soup' she hasn't eaten all day.

As Krystal thinks about the meals she's missed, she notices the sound of footsteps drawing near. Her first instinct is to talk to whoever it is, but she quickly discards that idea when she hears voices talking. She can't make out the words from within the cockpit, but she recognises the deep, croaky voices of the SharpClaw.

The footsteps were drawing nearer - the SharpClaw were definitely headed her way. Does she:
*[[(LoK) Stay in the Arwing|stay hidden inside the Arwing?]]
*[[(LoK) Watch the SharpClaw|cautiously attempt to see what's going on?]]
*[[(LoK) Confront the SharpClaw|leave the Arwing and confront the SharpClaw?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Investigate her Arwing]]

(LoK) Search the hut

IrrelevantComment — Sat, 10 Nov 2012 23:19:25 GMT

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This was no time to be crying she realises. She could deal with the trauma later - right now she needed to make sure she survived, and the first step to doing that was being well equipped. Pushing her emotions to the back of her mind, Krystal looks around the room for anything that could be of use to her. What she really needed was to contact the Great Fox, but the SharpClaw were a primitive race, and there was nothing she could use to communicate the ship. She also realises how vulnerable she feels without her prized staff. It definitely would have come in useful if she encounters these brutes again, and she can't trust her anger to help her a second time.

"''Better to focus on what I do have, than what I don't''", Krystal thinks to herself in an attempt at optimism. She glances at the unconscious SharpClaw. "''It's not ideal, but that bastard's mace will serve as a temporary replacement for my staff. And there is plenty of food here, I just need a way to carry it...''"

Krystal is on the verge of giving up her search when she spots a rucksack tucked under the bed, large enough to carry whatever supplies she needs. Taking it, she fills it with all the edible food she can find: fruit, bread etc - staying well clear of anything Liz has cooked for herself. She was in no hurry to swallow that white liquid again.

As it turns out, there isn't all that much healthy food in a typical SharpClaw home, and at the end of her search Krystal has turned up about a days' worth of food, if that. Glancing at the soup still simmering in the pot, she remembers how good it tasted - despite the ingredients. There's easily enough soup to last a few days if she brings a jar of it with her, but the thought makes her feel sick. She knows what is in that soup and it disgusts her, but is she going to risk starvation for her pride?

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Take the food and leave the hut|take the healthy food, leaving the soup?]]
*[[(LoK) Take the soup and leave the hut|take the soup and the food with her?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Mace'', ''Backpack''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Search the hut]]

(LoK) Explore the surrounding area

IrrelevantComment — Sat, 10 Nov 2012 23:17:54 GMT

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This is no time to be sat here crying Krystal realises, she has to get out of here before anyone comes to check what is going on. She emerges from the hut wiping the tears from her eyes to what on any other occasion would have been a pleasant view. It is early evening, and the sun is setting over the grassy hills to the west, visible through the trees of a small forest. The hut was built on the edge of the forest, meaning the trees were sparse and plenty of light broke through the canopy. To the north there is a small village that looked idyllic to the naked eye, although Krystal knows better than to expect such a thing of any SharpClaw settlement - however she is desperate for help, and it is possible she might find some there.

A cool breeze sweeps through the valley, bringing with it a subtle smell of burning. Krystal turns to face the wind, and sure enough in the south there is smoke rising from a point just outside the forest. "''That must be where one of the Arwings crashed, but who's?''" Krystal thinks, searching in vain for signs of another crash site. "''We were flying over the forest, and Fox's Arwing crashed before mine, so his must be further into the forest. We were also on our way back to the Great Fox, which must mean that it is to the West, but there's no way I can make across that open land or go searching an entire forest without a supply of food. ''".

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Investigate the SharpClaw village|investigate the SharpClaw village to the north?]]
*[[(LoK) Investigate her Arwing|head south towards her Arwing?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Explore the surrounding area]]

(LoK) Win fight with SharpClaw

IrrelevantComment — Sat, 10 Nov 2012 23:16:32 GMT

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(LoK) Attack the SharpClaw

IrrelevantComment — Sat, 10 Nov 2012 23:16:32 GMT

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The SharpClaw is easily a foot taller than her and a lot stronger, but nothing could stop Krystal's rage right now. To Krystal, it feels like her head will explode with all the anger and pain she is feeling, so strong she can't even think straight. There is nothing in her mind but this, and with each punch it feels like a huge weight is lifted from her shoulders and with each kick she feels as if she has reclaimed a bit more of her pride. She continues punching until her arms turn to lead and she can punch no more, long after the SharpClaw is unconscious. Standing up, she steps over the body and the pool of blood accumulating around the barely-living SharpClaw male and pokes her head outside the building.

There seems to be a few huts scattered around a couple of hundred metres away, but thankfully there do not seem to be any SharpClaw within hearing distance and no-one seems to have noticed what has happened. Krystal's thoughts turn back to the day she was raped, and she looks at the SharpClaw she nearly killed with her bare hands. Overcome with emotions, she slumps against the wall and starts crying.

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Wallow in self pity|wallow in self pity a while longer?]]
*[[(LoK) Search the hut|search the hut for anything useful?]]
*[[(LoK) Explore the surrounding area|explore the surrounding area?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Attack the Sharpclaw]]

(LoK) Attack the SharpClaw

IrrelevantComment — Sat, 10 Nov 2012 23:15:43 GMT

IrrelevantComment: Fixing mix of tenses

(LoK) Attack Liz

IrrelevantComment — Sat, 10 Nov 2012 23:14:11 GMT

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Krystal's head is racing. Two SharpClaw raped her, and this woman is smiling? And that taste in the soup - that white liquid - did she really put that in soup? This woman was sick, and she was having none of it.

"What do you want from me?" Krystal shouts as she jumps out of the bed. "Why am I here?"

The smile fades from Liz's face but she stands her ground. Krystal isn't sure if she is just unused to SharpClaw emotions, but it seems as if this woman is curious rather than scared or angry. "You have been brought here by the males of the tribe. You are now theirs to do with as they please."

Memories of how she got here flash through Krystal's mind. She remembers the huge cocks being forced inside her mouth, violating her, ''defiling'' her. She realised it wasn't just anger she felt, it was disgust and above all, shame. She felt dirty, as if the beasts had degraded her to a sex object. “"I will not become their sex object"” she thinks to herself. No, this wasn't her fault, she wasn't the one that was degraded, these beasts were, and she wasn't going to let them get away with this. In a fit of anger, she runs at Liz, ready to do whatever she needed to do to get out of this without being violated again.

Liz isn't expecting the sudden outburst from Krystal, and she is taken by surprise. The vixen gets the first hit on the SharpClaw, and unleashes a torrent of punches and kicks on the lizard before she even has a chance to respond, but her attacks draw a loud shout for help from the lizard, now slumped against the wall, bleeding and bruised in several places. Her shouts alert a SharpClaw male who was standing outside, and as he rushes into the building, fists raised, Krystal recognises him as one of the SharpClaw who jumped her Arwing. The brute is easily a foot taller than her, and has the muscle to match.

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Attack the SharpClaw|attack the SharpClaw male?]]
*[[(LoK) Surrender to SharpClaw|surrender to the SharpClaw?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Attack Liz]]

(LoK) Attack Liz

IrrelevantComment — Sat, 10 Nov 2012 23:13:39 GMT

IrrelevantComment:

(LoK) Attack Liz

IrrelevantComment — Sat, 10 Nov 2012 23:11:35 GMT

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Krystal's head is racing. Two SharpClaw raped her, and this woman is smiling? And that taste in the soup - that white liquid - did she really put that in soup? This woman was sick, and she was having none of it.

"What do you want from me?" Krystal shouts as she jumps out of the bed. "Why am I here?"

The smile fades from Liz's face but she stands her ground. Krystal isn't sure if she is just unused to SharpClaw emotions, but it seems as if this woman is curious rather than scared or angry. "You have been brought here by the males of the tribe. You are now theirs to do with as they please."

Memories of how she got here flash through Krystal's mind. She remembers the huge cocks being forced inside her mouth, violating her, ''defiling'' her. She realised it wasn't just anger she felt, it was disgust and above all, shame. She felt dirty, as if the beasts had degraded her to a sex object. “"I will not become their sex object"” she thinks to herself. No, this wasn't her fault, she wasn't the one that was degraded, these beasts were, and she wasn't going to let them get away with this. In a fit of anger, she runs at Liz, ready to do whatever she needed to do to get out of this without being violated again.

Liz isn't expecting the sudden outburst from Krystal, and she is taken by surprise. The vixen gets the first hit on the SharpClaw, and unleashes a torrent of punches and kicks on the lizard before she even has a chance to respond, but her attacks draw a loud shout for help from the lizard, now slumped against the wall, bleeding and bruised in several places. Her shouts alert a SharpClaw male who was standing outside, and as he rushes into the building, fists raised, Krystal recognises him as one of the SharpClaw who jumped her Arwing.

The brute is easily a foot taller than her, and has the muscle to match. Does she:
*[[(LoK) Attack the SharpClaw|attack the SharpClaw male?]]
*[[(LoK) Surrender to SharpClaw|surrender to the SharpClaw?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Attack Liz]]

(LoK) Confront the SharpClaw

IrrelevantComment — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 22:19:52 GMT

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It wasn't an easy decision. Krystal remembered two well what the last two SharpClaw had done her, and if these ones knew what she had done then the chances of this ending well were close to zero. But she had no food, and no method of communication. If she didn't get help from somebody then she would starve to death in this forest - assuming something in it didn't eat ''her'' first. No, she had to talk to these SharpClaw, see if she could persuade them to help her.

Pulling herself out of the cockpit, she calls out to the two SharpClaw, realising as she does so that she was wrong - there was only one SharpClaw and he had been talking to himself. SharpClaw were typically muscular brutes, resembling large humanoid lizards in appearance and unlike the women they wore no clothing except their armour. This one however was different. He was still muscular, but he was definitely weaker and smaller than the SharpClaw she had seen before and he had no armour or weapons, so he wasn't a warrior. It hadn't even occurred to Krystal that not all SharpClaw were warriors, but she realised someone had to make their weapons and build their houses.

The SharpClaw looks surprised to see her. He was completely naked and despite her situation Krystal can't help but note that SharpClaw made no attempt to hide their dicks, but this one actually seems to be trying to hide his by turning away. "''A modest SharpClaw? That's something new.''"

For a second, both the vixen and the lizard stand there, neither knowing what to say. The lizard works up the courage first: "Your armour... you must be the one the warriors brought back today. They boasted much about their new toy."

"And going by your lack of armour, you aren't one of the warriors. Who are you? I've never heard of a SharpClaw male not being a fighter."

"Someone has to make their weapons and vehicles - I suppose you could say I am their technician. You haven't heard of us because we don't exist; most SharpClaw tribes shun or kill anyone who chooses not to become a warrior. Thankfully our chief had a little more wisdom than that. It was him who sent me here to see what technology I can scavenge."

Realising this SharpClaw wasn't about to kill her, Krystal climbs down from the Arwing to talk to him. As she faces him, she can't help but glance down at his cock again, secretly impressed by the size of it. This time however, it was a little less flaccid. Blushing, she realises how little of her body her armour covers, and that climbing down from the Arwing would have left her exposed.

"I need your help" she says, more to distract herself than anything. "I have no food and no way to contact my team. I can't go back to the SharpClaw, you know what they'll do to me."

She didn't expect it to work - SharpClaw were raping, murderous animals. She is incredibly surprised then, when the SharpClaw male looks torn, as if he isn't sure what to do. "My tribe will expect me to bring you back for them. If I don't they will see it as weakness and I will be punished."

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Appeal to his compassion|appeal to his compassion?]]
*[[(LoK) Seduce him|try to seduce him?]]
*[[(LoK) Threaten him|threaten him?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Confront the SharpClaw]]

(LoK) Explore the surrounding area (with food)

IrrelevantComment — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 21:19:05 GMT

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(LoK) Confront the SharpClaw

IrrelevantComment — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 21:19:05 GMT

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Krystal emerges from the hut to what on any other occasion would have been a pleasant view. It was early evening, and the sun was setting over the grassy hills to the west, visible through the trees of a small forest. The hut was built on the edge of the forest, meaning the trees were sparse and plenty of light broke through the canopy. To the north-east there was a small village that looked idyllic to the naked eye, although Krystal knew better than to expect such a thing of any SharpClaw settlement. "''I doubt they would take too kindly to me strolling in there with their warrior's mace''" she thinks, turning away.

A cool breeze sweeps through the valley, bringing with it a subtle smell of burning. Krystal turns to face the wind, and sure enough in the south there is smoke rising from a point just outside the forest. "''That must be where one of the Arwings crashed, but who's?''" Krystal thinks, searching in vain for signs of another crash site. "''We were flying over the forest, and Fox's Arwing crashed before mine, so his must be further into the forest. We were also on our way back to the Great Fox, which must mean that it is to the West, but there's no way I can make across that open land with such a pitiful supply of food''".

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Search for the other Arwing (with food)|head south-east in search of Fox's Arwing?]]
*[[(LoK) Investigate her Arwing (with food)|head south towards her Arwing?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Mace'', ''Backpack'', ''Food''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal]]

(LoK) Investigate her Arwing

IrrelevantComment — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 21:05:29 GMT

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It takes a little over 10 minutes to reach the source of the smoke. Sure enough, just within the edge of the forest in a newly formed crater is the remains of Krystal's Arwing. It was a complete wreck. One of the wings was bent and by the looks of it the other had been sheared off in the collision with the ground. The hull of the ship was so contorted that Krystal was amazed she had survived. She did everything she could not to think about what had happened to Fox. "''He'll be fine,''" she thinks, "''he might've ejected from his ship before it crashed, and even if he didn't, he's tough. If I survived, he would have too''". She wasn't sure she believed that though, and she redoubled her effort to focus on her situation.

The cockpit door was still open from earlier - not that it mattered as there was little left of the glass screen - and she manages to climb into what was left of the cockpit. The front of the ship had been forced inwards and it was a tight fit, and the smoke and the fading light didn't help. Twice she cut herself on broken glass or steel but eventually she manages to crouch in the cockpit and look around.

The console in front of her was busted. Between the smoke and the sparks it was giving off it didn't seem like a good idea to try to get it to switch back on, so using the ships communication system to call for help was out of the window. She looks around for anything that might be useful to her, but she knew it was a lost cause. It was a routine training drill, she hadn't needed food or weapons. Krystal suddenly notices how hungry she is, realising that aside from that 'soup' she hasn't eaten all day.

As Krystal starts thinking about the meals she's missed, she notices the sound of footsteps drawing near. Her first instinct is to talk to whoever it is, but she quickly aborts that idea when she hears two voices talking. She can't make out the words from within the cockpit, but she recognises the deep, croaky voices of the SharpClaw.

The footsteps were drawing nearer - the SharpClaw were definitely headed her way. Does she:
*[[(LoK) Stay in the Arwing|stay hidden inside the Arwing?]]
*[[(LoK) Watch the SharpClaw|cautiously attempt to see what's going on?]]
*[[(LoK) Confront the SharpClaw|leave the Arwing and confront the SharpClaw?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Investigate her Arwing]]

(LoK) Investigate her Arwing

IrrelevantComment — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 20:36:26 GMT

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(LoK) Search the hut

IrrelevantComment — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 20:14:43 GMT

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This was no time to be crying she realised. She could deal with the trauma later - right now she needed to make sure she survived, and the first step to doing that was being well equipped. Pushing her emotions to the back of her mind, Krystal looks around the room for anything that could be of use to her. What she really needed was to contact the Great Fox, but the SharpClaw were a primitive race, and there was nothing she could use to communicate the ship. She also realised how vulnerable she felt without her prized staff. It would definitely have come in useful if she encountered these brutes again, and she couldn't trust her anger to help her a second time.

"''Better to focus on what I do have, than what I don't''", Krystal thought to herself in an attempt at optimism. She glanced at the unconscious SharpClaw. "''It's not ideal, but that bastard's mace will serve as a temporary replacement for my staff. And there is plenty of food here, I just need a way to carry it...''"

Krystal has almost given up on searching when she spots a rucksack tucked under the bed, large enough to carry whatever supplies she needs. Taking it, she fills it with all the edible food she can find: fruit, bread etc - staying well clear of anything Liz has cooked for herself. She was in no hurry to swallow that white liquid again.

As it turns out, there isn't all that much healthy food in a typical SharpClaw home, and at the end of her search Krystal has turned up about a days' worth of food, if that. Glancing at the soup still simmering in the pot, she remembers how good it tasted - despite the ingredients. There's easily enough soup to last a few days if she brings it with her, but the thought makes her feel sick. She feels sicker still when she realises that if she took the bottle of white liquid with her, she could make an edible meal out of whatever she found in the wilderness, and there was easily enough liquid to last a week, if not more. She dismisses the first idea straight away - lugging a pot of soup around when she is trying to escape is ludicrous. The second idea however, is a little harder to dismiss.

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Take the food and leave the hut|take the healthy food, leaving the white liquid?]]
*[[(LoK) Take the white liquid and leave the hut|take the white liquid and the food with her?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Mace'', ''Backpack''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Search the hut]]

(LoK) Search the hut

IrrelevantComment — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 20:14:12 GMT

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(LoK) Explore the surrounding area

IrrelevantComment — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 20:12:41 GMT

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This was no time to be sat here crying Krystal realised, she had to get out of here before anyone came to check what was going on. She emerged from the hut wiping the tears from her eyes to what on an other occasion would have been a pleasant view. It was early evening, and the sun was setting over the grassy hills to the west, visible through the trees of a small forest. The hut was built on the edge of the forest, meaning the trees were sparse and plenty of light broke through the canopy. To the north-east there was a small village that looked idyllic to the naked eye, although Krystal knew better than to expect such a thing of any SharpClaw settlement.

A cool breeze sweeps through the valley, bringing with it a subtle smell of burning. Krystal turns to face the wind, and sure enough in the south there is smoke rising from a point just outside the forest. "''That must be where one of the Arwings crashed, but who's?''" Krystal thinks, searching in vain for signs of another crash site. "''We were flying over the forest, and Fox's Arwing crashed before mine, so his must be further into the forest. We were also on our way back to the Great Fox, which must mean that it is to the West, but there's no way I can make across that open land or go searching an entire forest without a supply of food. ''".

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Investigate the SharpClaw village|investigate the SharpClaw village to the north-east?]]
*[[(LoK) Investigate her Arwing|head south towards her Arwing?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Explore the surrounding area]]

(LoK) Search the hut

IrrelevantComment — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 20:12:00 GMT

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This was no time to be crying she realised. She could deal with the trauma later - right now she needed to make sure she survived, and the first step to doing that was being well equipped. Pushing her emotions to the back of her mind, Krystal looks around the room for anything that could be of use to her. What she really needed was to contact the Great Fox, but the SharpClaw were a primitive race, and there was nothing she could use to communicate the ship. She also realised how vulnerable she felt without her prized staff. It would definitely have come in useful if she encountered these brutes again, and she couldn't trust her anger to help her a second time.

"''Better to focus on what I do have, than what I don't''", Krystal thought to herself in an attempt at optimism. She glanced at the unconscious SharpClaw. "''It's not ideal, but that bastard's mace will serve as a temporary replacement for my staff. And there is plenty of food here, I just need a way to carry it...''"

Krystal has almost given up on searching when she spots a rucksack tucked under the bed, large enough to carry whatever supplies she needs. Taking it, she fills it with all the edible food she can find: fruit, bread etc - staying well clear of anything Liz has cooked for herself. She was in no hurry to swallow that white liquid again.

As it turns out, there isn't all that much healthy food in a typical SharpClaw home, and at the end of her search Krystal has turned up about a days' worth of food, if that. Glancing at the soup still simmering in the pot, she remembers how good it tasted - despite the ingredients. There's easily enough soup to last a few days if she brings it with her, but the thought makes her feel sick. She feels sicker still when she realises that if she took the bottle of white liquid with her, she could make an edible meal out of whatever she found in the wilderness, and there was easily enough liquid to last a week, if not more. She dismisses the first idea straight away - lugging a pot of soup around when she is trying to escape is ludicrous. The second idea however, is a little harder to dismiss.

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Take the food|take the healthy food, leaving the white liquid?]]
*[[(LoK) Take the white liquid|take the white liquid and the food with her?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Mace'', ''Backpack''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Search the hut]]

(LoK) Take the food

IrrelevantComment — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 20:11:24 GMT

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(LoK) Take the food and leave the hut

IrrelevantComment — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 20:11:23 GMT

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Krystal feels disgusted with herself for even considering this. She would rather starve than degrade herself like this. Grabbing up the food and the mace, Krystal leaves the hut.

Krystal emerges from the hut to what on any other occasion would have been a pleasant view. It was early evening, and the sun was setting over the grassy hills to the west, visible through the trees of a small forest. The hut was built on the edge of the forest, meaning the trees were sparse and plenty of light broke through the canopy. To the north-east there was a small village that looked idyllic to the naked eye, although Krystal knew better than to expect such a thing of any SharpClaw settlement. "''I doubt they would take too kindly to me strolling in there with their warrior's mace''" she thinks, turning away.

A cool breeze sweeps through the valley, bringing with it a subtle smell of burning. Krystal turns to face the wind, and sure enough in the south there is smoke rising from a point just outside the forest. "''That must be where one of the Arwings crashed, but who's?''" Krystal thinks, searching in vain for signs of another crash site. "''We were flying over the forest, and Fox's Arwing crashed before mine, so his must be further into the forest. We were also on our way back to the Great Fox, which must mean that it is to the West, but there's no way I can make across that open land with such a pitiful supply of food''".

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Search for the other Arwing (with food)|head south-east in search of Fox's Arwing?]]
*[[(LoK) Investigate her Arwing (with food)|head south towards her Arwing?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Mace'', ''Backpack'', ''Food''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Take the food and leave the hut]]

(LoK) Take the food and leave the hut

IrrelevantComment — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 20:10:54 GMT

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(LoK) Take the white liquid

IrrelevantComment — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 20:08:59 GMT

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(LoK) Take the soup and leave the hut

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(LoK) Take the soup and leave the hut

IrrelevantComment — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 20:08:31 GMT

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(LoK) Take the soup and leave the hut

IrrelevantComment — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 20:05:28 GMT

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(LoK) Attack the SharpClaw

IrrelevantComment — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 20:04:58 GMT

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(LoK) Attack Liz

IrrelevantComment — Fri, 09 Nov 2012 20:03:42 GMT

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Krystal's head was racing. Two SharpClaw raped her, and this woman is smiling? And that taste is the soup - that white liquid - did she really put that in soup? This woman was sick, and she was having none of it.

"What do you want from me?" Krystal shouts as she jumps out of the bed. "Why am I here?"

The smile fades from Liz's face but she stood her ground. Krystal isn't sure if she is just unused to SharpClaw emotions, but it seemed as if this woman was curious rather than scared or angry. "You have been brought here by the males of the tribe. You are now theirs to do with as they please."

Memories of how she got here flash through Krystal's mind. She remembers the huge cocks being forced inside her mouth, violating her, ''defiling'' her. She realised it wasn't just anger she felt, it was disgust and above all, shame. She felt dirty, as if the beasts had degraded her to a sex object. "I will not become their sex object" she thinks to herself. No, this wasn't her fault, she wasn't the one that was degraded, these beasts were, and she wasn't going to let them get away with this. In a fit of anger, she runs at Liz, ready to do whatever she needed to do to get out of this without being violated again.

Liz wasn't expecting the sudden outburst from Krystal, and she is taken by surprise. The vixen gets the first hit on the SharpClaw, and unleashes a torrent of punches and kicks on the lizard before she even has a chance to respond, but her attacks draw a loud shout for help from the lizard, now slumped against the wall, bleeding and bruised in several places. Her shouts alert a SharpClaw male who was standing outside, and as he rushes into the building, fists raised, Krystal recognises him as one of the SharpClaw who jumped her Arwing.

The brute is easily a foot taller than her, and has the muscle to match. Does she:
*[[(LoK) Win fight with SharpClaw|win the fight with the SharpClaw?]]
*[[(LoK) Lose fight with SharpClaw|lose the fight with the SharpClaw?]]
*[[(LoK) Surrender to SharpClaw|surrender to the SharpClaw?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal|Attack Liz]]

(LoK) Search for the other Arwing (with food)

IrrelevantComment — Thu, 08 Nov 2012 03:29:58 GMT

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(LoK) Explore the surrounding area

IrrelevantComment — Thu, 08 Nov 2012 03:27:21 GMT

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(LoK) Confront the SharpClaw

IrrelevantComment — Thu, 08 Nov 2012 03:25:53 GMT

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Krystal emerges from the hut to what on any other occasion would have been a pleasant view. It was early evening, and the sun was setting over the grassy hills to the west, visible through the trees of a small forest. The hut was built on the edge of the forest, meaning the trees were sparse and plenty of light broke through the canopy. To the north-east there was a small village that looked idyllic to the naked eye, although Krystal knew better than to expect such a thing of any SharpClaw settlement. "''I doubt they would take too kindly to me strolling in there with their warrior's mace''" she thinks, turning away.

A cool breeze sweeps through the valley, bringing with it a subtle smell of burning. Krystal turns to face the wind, and sure enough in the south there is smoke rising from a point just outside the forest. "''That must be where one of the Arwings crashed, but who's?''" Krystal thinks, searching in vain for signs of another crash site. "''We were flying over the forest, and Fox's Arwing crashed before mine, so his must be further into the forest. We were also on our way back to the Great Fox, which must mean that it is to the West, but there's no way I can make across that open land with such a pitiful supply of food''".

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Search for the other Arwing (with food)|head south-east in search of Fox's Arwing?]]
*[[(LoK) Investigate her Arwing (with food)|head south towards her Arwing?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Mace'', ''Backpack'', ''Food''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal]]

(LoK) Take the soup

IrrelevantComment — Thu, 08 Nov 2012 03:22:08 GMT

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#REDIRECT [[(LoK) Explore the surrounding area (with liquid)]]

(LoK) Search for the other Arwing (with food)

IrrelevantComment — Thu, 08 Nov 2012 03:22:08 GMT

IrrelevantComment: (LoK) Take the soup moved to (LoK) Explore the surrounding area (with liquid): Old page no longer needed

Krystal feels disgusted with herself for even considering this, but she isn't about to starve just because she was too proud to do what it takes to survive. Besides, she thinks to herself, I'll take the other food as well, and I not even need to eat the soup. Grabbing up the food and carefully placing the pot of soup in the rucksack, Krystal [[(LoK) Explore the surrounding area (with soup)|leaves the hut.]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Mace'', ''Backpack'', ''Food'', ''Soup''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal]]

(LoK) Search the hut

IrrelevantComment — Thu, 08 Nov 2012 03:20:21 GMT

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This was no time to be crying she realised. She could deal with the trauma later - right now she needed to make sure she survived, and the first step to doing that was being well equipped. Pushing her emotions to the back of her mind, Krystal looks around the room for anything that could be of use to her. What she really needed was to contact the Great Fox, but the SharpClaw were a primitive race, and there was nothing she could use to communicate the ship. She also realised how vulnerable she felt without her prized staff. It would definitely have come in useful if she encountered these brutes again, and she couldn't trust her anger to help her a second time.

"''Better to focus on what I do have, than what I don't''", Krystal thought to herself in an attempt at optimism. She glanced at the unconscious SharpClaw. "''It's not ideal, but that bastard's mace will serve as a temporary replacement for my staff. And there is plenty of food here, I just need a way to carry it...''"

Krystal has almost given up on searching when she spots a rucksack tucked under the bed, large enough to carry whatever supplies she needs. Taking it, she fills it with all the edible food she can find: fruit, bread etc - staying well clear of anything Liz has cooked for herself. She was in no hurry to swallow that white liquid again.

As it turns out, there isn't all that much healthy food in a typical SharpClaw home, and at the end of her search Krystal has turned up about a days' worth of food, if that. Glancing at the soup still simmering in the pot, she remembers how good it tasted - despite the ingredients. There's easily enough soup to last a few days if she brings it with her, but the thought makes her feel sick. She feels sicker still when she realises that if she took the bottle of white liquid with her, she could make an edible meal out of whatever she found in the wilderness, and there was easily enough liquid to last a week, if not more. She dismisses the first idea straight away - lugging a pot of soup around when she is trying to escape is ludicrous. The second idea however, is a little harder to dismiss.

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Take the food|take the healthy food, leaving the white liquid?]]
*[[(LoK) Take the white liquid|take the white liquid and the food with her?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Mace'', ''Backpack''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal]]

(LoK) Confront the SharpClaw

IrrelevantComment — Thu, 08 Nov 2012 03:16:14 GMT

IrrelevantComment: Created page with 'Krystal emerges from the hut to what on any other occasion would have been a pleasant view. It was early evening, and the sun was setting over the grassy hills to the west, visib…'

Krystal emerges from the hut to what on any other occasion would have been a pleasant view. It was early evening, and the sun was setting over the grassy hills to the west, visible through the trees of a small forest. The hut was built on the edge of the forest, meaning the trees were sparse and plenty of light broke through the canopy. To the north-east there was a small village that looked idyllic to the naked eye, although Krystal knew better than to expect such a thing of any SharpClaw settlement. "''I doubt they would take too kindly to me strolling in there with their warrior's mace''" she thinks, turning away.

A cool breeze sweeps through the valley, bringing with it a subtle smell of burning. Krystal turns to face the wind, and sure enough in the south there is smoke rising from a point just outside the forest. "''That must be where one of the Arwings crashed, but who's?''" Krystal thinks, searching in vain for signs of another crash site. "''We were flying over the forest, and Fox's Arwing crashed before mine, so his must be further into the forest. We were also on our way back to the Great Fox, which must mean that it is to the West, but there's no way I can make across that open land with such a pitiful supply of food''".

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Search for the other Arwing|head south-east in search of Fox's Arwing?]]
*[[(LoK) Investigate her Arwing|head south towards her Arwing?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour'', ''Mace'', ''Backpack, ''Food''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal]]

(LoK) Explore the surrounding area

IrrelevantComment — Thu, 08 Nov 2012 03:08:38 GMT

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This was no time to be sat here crying Krystal realised, she had to get out of here before anyone came to check what was going on. She emerged from the hut wiping the tears from her eyes to what on an other occasion would have been a pleasant view. It was early evening, and the sun was setting over the grassy hills to the west, visible through the trees of a small forest. The hut was built on the edge of the forest, meaning the trees were sparse and plenty of light broke through the canopy. To the north-east there was a small village that looked idyllic to the naked eye, although Krystal knew better than to expect such a thing of any SharpClaw settlement.

A cool breeze sweeps through the valley, bringing with it a subtle smell of burning. Krystal turns to face the wind, and sure enough in the south there is smoke rising from a point just outside the forest. "''That must be where one of the Arwings crashed, but who's?''" Krystal thinks, searching in vain for signs of another crash site. "''We were flying over the forest, and Fox's Arwing crashed before mine, so his must be further into the forest. We were also on our way back to the Great Fox, which must mean that it is to the West''".

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Investigate the SharpClaw village|investigate the SharpClaw village to the north-east?]]
*[[(LoK) Head towards the Great Fox|head west towards the Great Fox?]]
*[[(LoK) Search for the other Arwing|head south-east in search of Fox's Arwing?]]
*[[(LoK) Investigate her Arwing|head south towards her Arwing?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal]]

(LoK) Explore the surrounding area

IrrelevantComment — Thu, 08 Nov 2012 03:08:08 GMT

IrrelevantComment:

This was no time to be sat here crying Krystal realised, she had to get out of here before anyone came to check what was going on. She emerged from the hut wiping the tears from her eyes to what on an other occasion would have been a pleasant view. It was early evening, and the sun was setting over the grassy hills to the west, visible through the trees of a small forest. The hut was built on the edge of the forest, meaning the trees were sparse and plenty of light broke through the canopy. To the north-east there was a small village that looked idyllic to the naked eye, although Krystal knew better than to expect such a thing of any SharpClaw settlement.

A cool breeze sweeps through the valley, bringing with it a subtle smell of burning. Krystal turns to face the wind, and sure enough in the south there is smoke rising from a point just outside the forest. '''That must be where one of the Arwings crashed, but who's?''' Krystal thinks, searching in vain for signs of another crash site. '''We were flying over the forest, and Fox's Arwing crashed before mine, so his must be further into the forest. We were also on our way back to the Great Fox, which must mean that it is to the West'''.

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Investigate the SharpClaw village|investigate the SharpClaw village to the north-east?]]
*[[(LoK) Head towards the Great Fox|head west towards the Great Fox?]]
*[[(LoK) Search for the other Arwing|head south-east in search of Fox's Arwing?]]
*[[(LoK) Investigate her Arwing|head south towards her Arwing?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal]]

(LoK) Explore the surrounding area

IrrelevantComment — Thu, 08 Nov 2012 03:07:23 GMT

IrrelevantComment: Created page with 'This was no time to be sat here crying Krystal realised, she had to get out of here before anyone came to check what was going on. She emerged from the hut wiping the tears from …'

This was no time to be sat here crying Krystal realised, she had to get out of here before anyone came to check what was going on. She emerged from the hut wiping the tears from her eyes to what on an other occasion would have been a pleasant view. It was early evening, and the sun was setting over the grassy hills to the west, visible through the trees of a small forest. The hut was built on the edge of the forest, meaning the trees were sparse and plenty of light broke through the canopy. To the north-east there was a small village that looked idyllic to the naked eye, although Krystal knew better than to expect such a thing of any SharpClaw settlement.

A cool breeze sweeps through the valley, bringing with it a subtle smell of burning. Krystal turns to face the wind, and sure enough in the south there is smoke rising from a point just outside the forest. ''That must be where one of the Arwings crashed, but who's?'' Krystal thinks, searching in vain for signs of another crash site. ''We were flying over the forest, and Fox's Arwing crashed before mine, so his must be further into the forest. We were also on our way back to the Great Fox, which must mean that it is to the West''.

Does she:
*[[(LoK) Investigate the SharpClaw village|investigate the SharpClaw village to the north-east?]]
*[[(LoK) Head towards the Great Fox|head west towards the Great Fox?]]
*[[(LoK) Search for the other Arwing|head south-east in search of Fox's Arwing?]]
*[[(LoK) Investigate her Arwing|head south towards her Arwing?]]

{{Status|Equipment=''Tribal Armour''|Health=100|MP=0|Level=0}}

[[Category: Legend of Krystal]]