DemBones
10/24/2025, 6:31:50 PM
No.6322709
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>>6322706
>>6322706
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Dark Quest Thread 7 is up and running and it looks like the rogue's gallery is closing in around Anton and pals! Can our gallant grilljockey outwit the Archmage? Conquer The Cartel? Only you can decide! Join in if you're a fan of:
>Rules-light mechanics!
>Fantasy!
>Adventure!
>Kooky characters!
>'Humor'!
>Extremely detailed art (it's just covered up by the darkness)
>Frequent opportunities for creativity, write-ins, and more!
DemBones
10/24/2025, 6:23:46 PM
No.6322707
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>>6322706
Welcome to DARK QUEST! Leave your worries by the door with your shoes, ya’ ain’t gonna need ‘em! Socks optional!
>Archive link to catch up with the last thread:
https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Dark%20Quest
>Pastebin for INVENTORY, SKILLS, and MORE:
https://pastebin.com/xdk5kHyA
>Character and Other Info compiled by everyone’s favorite fuzzball! https://pastebin.com/YKhP6xCt
>Twitter for updates, dumb art, etc.
https://x.com/DemBonez3
Rolls are handled by a 1(or more)d100--I take the BEST OF THREE ROLLS! 1’s are CRITFAILS while 100’s are CRITSUCCESSES! Certain boosts and maluses will be applied based on the situation and existing skills.
PLEASE ONLY 1 VOTE/ROLL PER PLAYER! If it’s exceptionally slow I’ll ask for people to roll again!
BEEP BEEP! NEW MECHANIC!!! Thank you to the brave anons that weighed in last thread to make it happen: BAD LUCK BALATRO: Every day you get ONE reroll on a LUCK-BASED ROLL (Bluffing, Acrobatics, Dodging... situations where BAD LUCK would make sense per the anon that suggested it! Swell idea, mac!) I will provide the prompt when appropriate!
Describing your actions, write-ins, and GENERAL CREATIVITY are all APPRECIATED AND REWARDED--we like to keep things LIGHT and CHILL here, so come on in and have some fun! FAN ART, THEORIES, AND CONSTRUCTIVE FEEDBACK ARE ALL VERY MUCH APPRECIATED!
DISCLAIMER: THIS QUEST IS DARK. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
DemBones
8/11/2025, 8:41:06 PM
No.6288844
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They’re all good–they’re about YOU, after all, so why wouldn’t they be? But these peasants don’t know what it means to rip out your sibling’s steaming entrails and slather them all over your body like warpaint, so you opt to tell them a tale pertaining to an encounter with one of the local beasts!
It must have been a few days ago, you shrug, tail swishing behind you as you recount one of your many AMAZING exploits, you were doing as you usually do: walking your own path, pondering what little mysteries you haven’t already solved-
“Rezzie,” Groans Anton, “What on Earth are y-”
Quiet, wretch, you snap with a sharp flap of your wings! You can contemplate things! You’re wise as you are strong! And BEAUTIFUL.
“Hah! I’ll bet!” Toppel remarks as she gives your PERFECT FORM an appraising glance. She can’t see it, but you can tell she’s enticed. All sane creatures are! Anyways, you continue with a foxy grin, you were contemplating the universe when suddenly… CHAOS!
Your tail slices through the desk as if it were made of something extremely weak… Like Anton! Recoiling in shock, awe, and a hint of excitement, The Gnok’s wide eyes jump from her bisected table over to you!
“C-chaos!?”
Yea, idiot, that’s what you said! Something came tearing out of the underbrush… something…
… Crud, what scares these dorks again? ‘Everything’ is the obvious answer, but you really oughta highlight the important things… hmm.
… Uncle Fleshripper was able to scare a lot of his prey. He wasn’t your actual uncle, of course, but a description of his features might do!
HUGE, you exclaim, eyes widening as you recount your encounter! Like a mountain given legs! Lumbering through the vines with a roar that shook you to your very core! Tendrils whipping back and forth in search of blood and bone! And its mouth… each breath releasing a fetid torrent of corpse-stench and rot–
“Wait a moment,” Stammers the sorceress as she adjusts her triangular monocle, “Are… are you saying you faced down… a FRUUM?”
Hm? Yes, yes, that’s the name, you reply with a dismissive wave. Didn’t last long enough to leave an impression, really, but if that’s what they’re called, then sure-
“A CRAGSTALKER FRUUM,” Repeats the enchantress with a sterner tone and incredulous look on her face, “The apex predator of the West? The beast not even the strongest Skog dares to tackle alone? THAT Fruum?”
“Errr, what my friend Uungar is trying to say,” Anton begins with an even more worried look on his stupid face than usual, “Is-”
>CONTD.