QUESTBALL - A New Day

[cromartini]

ask politely to be let in as you have an important matter to discuss with the baron

it pertains to giving him more crops

forget THAT, GET A HAMMER AND SICKLE AND LEAD THE MOBS INTO GLORIOS VICTORY, WHILE SLAYING OUR ENEMIES WITH THE SAID TOOLS OF DESTRUCTION.

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[Agent Legit 22]

forget THAT, GET A HAMMER AND SICKLE AND LEAD THE MOBS INTO GLORIOS VICTORY, WHILE SLAYING OUR ENEMIES WITH THE SAID TOOLS OF DESTRUCTION.

[bigcapitalbaka]

initiate class war and preach the hammer and sickle

[Juncoph]

Your mob raids the kitchen. While you didn't attack the guardball yourself, members of the revolt have beaten his teeth in.




You ask a serfball for his sickle.



"It's the least I can do! I can't believe this day has come..."

The serfballs forget about your grain offer as they find themselves accessing more food than they can carry.


You break the shaft of a warhammer you picked up so that it's shorter.

[Agent Legit 22]

spread the revolt to the neighboring lands so that there will be a large-scale revolution

[Texan101]

It's time to attack the clergy. Be prepared.

[CypherX]

find the armory, acquire better weapons and armor for yourself and your peasant brethren

[cromartini]

cut the warhammer so that it can be a normal hammer.

[Juncoph]

Before you get the chance to organize another assault, you hear a commotion outside the kitchen. It is quite clearly night now; the moon has risen.



The castle's guards have become aware of the rebellion! Looks like fights won't be in your favor from here on out.



At least one serfball has fallen. Looks like you're gonna have to come up with a plan pretty quickly!

[Man Of Greenish]

retreat, this is a battle we can not win.

[Refticus]

retreat, this is a battle we can not win.

pathetic

loving win this battle.
we didn't come so far to retreat and give up

[CypherX]

pour scalding oil or water on them from the kitchen

[Juncoph]

You consider retreat, but you realize how many serfballs would die in such a hasty withdrawl. Ultimately, you decide that you must win. You send the unarmed serfballs back to the kitchen, where they are to get a barrel of boiling oil - and some buckets. It may take a little while.






You, shankball and forkball are holding the line. Smallball is occasionally getting hits in with his halberd, but his size is giving him problems.

[TableSalt]

wake up the loving moon so i can loving smash the planet and loving kill all of them

[CypherX]

retrieve a knife and throw it at the archer, nail that dude right in the eyeball