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    Nothing bad every happens in graveyards

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    1 Split the party.

    Rather not get sucker punched at this point

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    Guys, remember you have to assign specific characters to specific tasks.
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    There is currently a tie between Raff's and Hermes' plans.

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    +1 for Raff's plan.
    Let's hope this goes better than Saber v. Berserker

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    It feels like I have a different excuse for a hiatus every month, but I have to be honest with you readers and players nonetheless.

    As some among you may remember, I went on a trip last month. I returned feeling extremely tired and more than a little sick, but I assumed it was simply the physical demands of that trip and the different environment. However, I did not recover after a few days, so I visited the doctor, underwent a few exams, and turns out I have a pair of tumors. I still do not have a date for the surgery, but I have to apologize beforehand for whatever irregularities in the quest's updates for the following weeks, if not months.

    Let there be no doubt that I enjoy writing this quest and I have every desire to take it to its spectacular conclusion. I appreciate every single vote, comment, and the discussion in the Discord server. With all my gratitude, I thank you all for reading and/or participating in Fimbulwinter. Until next time.

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    Don't you fucking dare worry about us now, okay? You and your health are your number one priority now.
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    Dude, that's horrible. I only hope everything goes well.

    I will be praying for your health.


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    Hang in there man. Jesus. How big are the tumors?

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    We all love this story but your health is a lot more important. Take as long as you need to recover we'll still be here when you feel a bit better.

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    Club Alemán, Salvador Donoso 1337, Valparaíso
    Day 04
    Morning Phase – 05a
    Sheer cold (-34°C/-29°F)
    Snowfall

    (BGM)

    Valparaíso’s “German Club” was founded on 1838 by a group of young German immigrants as a spot for cultural activities—readings, theatre, music and the likes. It would become the hotspot for the city’s cultural and social exchange: for immigrants from all the European nations to mingle with the locals and among themselves, and for local artists to present themselves to the populace and to their peers. As a significant element of the city’s history, its location, the emblematic Ross Palace, became part of the city’s “Intangible Cultural Heritage” on 2013. In present times, it includes a restaurant and several halls for social and cultural events.

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    It is in one of these halls that two girls hide, surrounded by blocks of ice in which innocents remain trapped, their forms emaciated after days of slow drain. The banner at the entrance told the girls that they intruded into a gathering of local followers of the Baha’i faith. This is no surprise to anybody—Chile is one of the strongholds of the young religion, hosting one of only three great temples in the Western Hemisphere. While the first “official” followers appeared in the 1940s, the written works of the faith made it to the country as early as the first decade of the 20th century, through the Theosophical Society.

    Callous as it may be, the fate of these pitiful people is no importance to these girls, due to both lack of empathy and their own specific shapes of selfishness. In fact, it is not clear why these two remain together. They left the ziggurat following instructions and went into hiding, but it has been a long night since then, long enough for the ecstatic high experienced by María Magdalena Vyhmeister upon meeting The Maid to pass and become a strange remembrance. If anything, the reason for them to remain together is their inability to think of the alternative. When one lacks direction, one looks to others in hopes of receiving on from them; such is the human way.

    This, however, is no longer the case for one of them.

    “That, that was my brother,” declares Magdalena seconds after a roar that engulfed the city. She blinks rapidly, several times, like a computer’s flickering hard drive light, or like she is trying to deal with dirt in her eye. Hexensoldaten VI, Elisabeth, pays closer attention to the twitching of the girl’s hands, perhaps grasping something that only exists in her mind. Elisabeth is mindful of these things, but not particularly wary, for she fears no magecraft.

    “I, I have to go,” declares the redhead. “Before things get even worse, I have to—”

    Magdalena does not finish the sentence. Whether she does not want to share the words with Elisabeth, or does not want to voice the words outright, remains up to discussion. She is halfway out of the event hall when she stops to consider the homunculus one last time, perhaps driven by some smidgen of gratitude for keeping her away from danger for a while.

    “So? What are you going to do?”

    Elisabeth’s single eye blinks in confusion. The question itself is not weird—The Maid asked her basically the same thing. However…

    Magdalena has little in the way of patience; so much is obvious, as her expression grows disdainful after several seconds of Elisabeth’s silence. The Villarrican rolls her eyes.

    “For God’s sake, is there even anything you want to do?”

    Elisabeth, however, only grits her teeth and looks down, to the other girl’s disgust. Magdalena clicks her tongue.

    “Whatever. I don’t have time for this.”

    The homunculus is left alone; Magdalena’s departing steps firm and decisive even in their echoes throughout the desolated palace. Elisabeth still looks down at empty, gloved hands and from there to her dark uniform, snugly fitting as ever. Once she wore a swastika armband like her “elder siblings”. When exactly did she throw it away?

    Sighing hopelessly, the girl with the eyepatch leans back against the wall. It is cold. Everything is cold.

    “I just want to live…” she murmurs. It is a plea to nobody.



    *** ***



    Parque Cultural de Valparaíso, Cárcel 471, Cerro Cárcel, Valparaíso
    Sheer cold (-34°C/-29°F)
    Snowfall



    Character Status
    Health: Stable
    Sustenance: Poor
    Warmth: Optimal
    Stamina: Stable
    Regression Level 2

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    Sthūla-Śarīra in effect.
    All-Encompassing Great Crown in effect.
    (BGM)

    So, um, Valparaíso’s “Cultural Park” stands on the former location of the city prison. When the prison was moved to La Pólvora on 1999, local artists and all sorts of local cultural and communal associations occupied this old site. Government eventually took over, but the citizenship still appoints representatives to the administration of the plot of land, which was converted into a collection of architectural spaces for the city’s artistic and cultural expression. The former cellblocks and other prison spaces are now a modern theater and practice rooms for dancers, thespians, musicians and even circus performers. The buildings surround one of the city’s largest parks, ending on a terrace offering one of the best views of the bay. On the park’s grounds also stands the colonial era ammunition dump, the oldest city building still standing and the city’s archeological record.

    That was the morning’s tourist spot. I am your guide, Javier Lucero. Tips are welcome at the end of the tour.

    By the way, I feel fucking incredible right now. The physiological optimization provided by Sthūla-Śarīra combined with the boon of the Divine Flame and whatever The Maid did, to create the perfect feel-good cocktail. I feel like trying something utterly absurd, like leaping over a building like goddamn Superman. Magic has become a perceptible, very physical thing circulating freely throughout my body. I am full of vigor, full of strength; it’s just the best. Except for my empty stomach, but nothing I can do about that for now. By the way, Nomikata’s movements seem lighter, too. Assassin…well, she’s always moved with superhuman athleticism, but…

    “Wait, she didn’t give me any boons! It’s because I called her useless, isn’t it? That petty bitch!”

    Yeah.

    “So, guys,” begins the small girl. “I’m probably saying the obvious here, but you guys really get what we’re getting into, right?”

    It is hard not to, what with the distant sound of advancing tank threads, engines and gunfire, all that smothered by that most unwelcome roaring.

    “Wait, what are they shooting at?”

    “My familiars. They’re really hunting them down this time.”

    Nomikata clicks his tongue. I get it; Assassin’s zombies are very useful, even better than their drones if you ask me.

    “But that’s my problem. Our problem is that we’re supposed to keep the eeevil Nazis away from that church.”

    “There’s no way we can do that,” I immediately state. We don’t know their numbers, but they definitely have enough people to just, you know, move around us.

    “So our only choice is to go straight for the head.”

    Nomikata is right. Sustainable asymmetric warfare requires the smaller side to possess a number of advantages we three simply do not have.

    “But the head is a Servant,” he continues. “Berserker, right? I have all the confidence in my abilities, but I know better than to take on a Servant.”

    “Neither of you is taking on a Servant. That would be stupid,” declares Assassin. “Beating Servants is the job of Servants.”

    Her voice is tense, well aware of the implications of her own words. Nonetheless, she can still smile.

    “That’s why your job is to get in the way of their troops as much as you can until I shove my claws through his back. And that’s why I should get going. Can’t Presence Concealment while hanging around you two non-stealthy chads.”

    “Right, right,” agrees Nomikata, looking more amused than anything else. Assassin’s smile fades away.

    “Really, guys. Don’t overdo it.”

    A moment later, she is just not here anymore.

    (BGM STOP)

    “She is hiding something,” declares Nomikata moments after she is gone. Well of course she is hiding something. Everybody in this goddamned city is hiding something. Aren’t you fucking brilliant, Mister Brit.

    “We still have a ways to go to the graveyards,” I retort. “We’re way in the open up here.”


    The vehicles are not moving…rather, the sound of engines and tank threads is not as loud, probably because they have gotten as far as they could on the flat coastal road, Errázuriz. There is also no more automatic gunfire. Perhaps Assassin has commanded all her zombies into hiding.

    We don’t get to think anything about that. Or about anything else.

    The terrible, unwholesome, intolerable roar rages again, filling the city with its gross presence.

    (BGM)

    “That sounded a lot closer!”

    I don’t need you to tell me that! Do you make it a habit of stating the obvious, Nomikata!?

    We see it right afterwards: a massive, flaming boulder tracing a menacing parabola as if slung by a medieval trebuchet. This time Nomikata knows better than to say anything, quickly scurrying out of the probably landing area.

    I…can’t move. My body will not move. The flame within does not allow me to move. To move would be to run away, and the flame will not allow me to run away from this thing.

    It lands some meters away, the tremendous impact making the earth shaking beneath my feet and veiling the world within a cloud of raised snow, gravel and dust. I should be on the floor; the impact was fierce enough to send me tumbling to the ground. However, I still stand. My body aches as they vibrate, the energy of the falling “meteor” traveling along the ground and up my limbs to rattle my bones.

    However, I still stand.

    I am not the one who will be put down here!


    *** ***




    (BGM)

    Javier Lucero is out of his mind.

    “Shit…!” Seigi Nomikata hisses just before his mouth fills with dust and snowflakes. It makes no sense; it contrasts too strongly with the abrupt heat that envelops his surroundings. Suddenly the thick clothes he wears become a prison, and the snow around his feet rapidly melts into intrusive slush.

    The cloud disperses. The monster roars. Seigi pulls at the zipper of his jacket, freeing his neck and nothing else—he knows it would be a mistake to take off his winter clothes. Rather, he needs to retreat.

    Javier Lucero is out of his mind.

    He remains unmoving, seemingly unbothered by tremors, roaring or heat. Disconnected from the world around him, Javier remains fixated on the monster, his odd-colored eyes gleaming with unbridled contempt. Is he even aware of himself by this point?

    The monster roars. Seigi cannot fight the urge to get away. The heat and the instinctual insight that tells him he is already within the monster’s range propel his legs to get him away from the abomination of molten rock.

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    What Seigi does, however, is grab the monster’s attention. In the time it takes him to take two steps, the monster reaches for the wrecked remains of a park bench, a crumpled mass of bent metal and warped wood, and flings it at him with enough force to rip his head off his shoulders.

    Time slows down. Seigi Nomikata is not afraid. In fact, he faces the threat with utmost lucidity. The monster is fearsome. Its choice of weapon far less so.

    “That sister of yours brags about your connection to the Source of All Things, but you have not even bothered to do something about that crippled magic crest. Come here. Even if the legacy of your forebears is forever lost to you, that is by no means reason to be wasteful.”

    Nigredo—Parallel—Gale!”

    Their contents no longer within reach, but their basic functionality still useable to a degree, the dregs of the Nomikata family crest are now repurposed as a low-grade parallel processor for dual casting. Seigi consciously handles the demanding process of nigredo; the crest can only handle the barest, simplest of magics. The Maid’s boon makes the circulation of magical energy trivial, and the resistance from both his body and the world nigh-inexistent, almost as if the spells had been completed the moment he thought of using them. It is almost worrisome how convenient it is.

    Steel is unmade by the fundamental principle of decomposition. Wood is flung away by a blast of wind spontaneously unleashed in front of Seigi. The man pants tiredly, but it is the heat that weakens him. It is like standing close to a massive furnace, or a forest fire.

    The creature (?) growls, seemingly irritated that the annoyance in front of him remains in one piece. A shudder travels down Seigi’s spine. He does not need to be a Servant nor does he need mystic eyes to feel the circulation of magical energy within and even around that creature, and he can tell something like a spell is in his future.

    The monster roars, the explosive sound this time accompanied by a stream of fire out of its igneous throat.

    “Shit!”

    It is not a flamethrower, but a mowing wave of flame that even denies him the choice of jumping to either side. Nigredo? Is it natural flame or does it obey some superior concept—

    “Don’t ignore me.”

    The flames part like the deep waters of the Red Sea. All it took was a gesture from Javier Lucero’s hand. Like that, all of a sudden, Seigi Nomikata realizes he no longer exists in the eyes of either.

    “AaaaaAaeeEee…” A strange, guttural murmur, already more than anybody would expect from one made of melting rock. Javier cares not. His right foot stomps the ground, and the world hums. For a fraction of an instant, land, sea and sky vibrated as one: a single hum of assent, as if encouraging Javier without words. However, it is only for a moment so short Seigi is left wondering if he merely imagined it, even if the cold sweat down his back is very real.

    The ground cracks beneath the monster’s feet and it finds itself stuck. Javier ignores the creature’s roar and stomps the ground a second time. Again, the world sings: an exhalation from deep within the bowels of the earth, rising unseen but true. It is not magecraft; how could anybody call it magecraft? How could anybody take this for the crude, brutish methods of man? It is a vestige of ancient power, older even than the primordial language that allowed man to put a bridle on Gaia. This is a shadow of the ways of the gods, who ruled not by manipulation of ether, but by being one with the world.

    Seigi Nomikata knows: something is about to happen, and it will not be a product of Javier Lucero’s sorcerous brilliance invoking a procedure upon the world.

    It will happen because Javier Lucero wills it. Nothing more, nothing less.

    Therefore, Seigi is considerably less surprised than the rock monster when a veritable geyser of lava surges out of the cracks in the ground to engulf the large creature. Seigi himself has already taken further steps away from the impossible phenomenon. Javier…does not look surprised in the slightest, of course. It is exactly as he intended it.

    The monster roars, slowly walking out of the outpour of incandescent molten rock. Indeed, therein lies the problem, and perhaps the clearest hint that Javier Lucero is not entirely himself.

    Well of course a lava attack won’t work against a magma monster, for Christ’s sake!

    Naturally, it is not as straightforward—this is not a videogame or the likes—, but the fact remains that the monster steps out of the geyser seemingly unharmed.

    “…aaaAaaaAaeeEeee…” The creature hisses at Javier, who still has its undivided attention. There is an opportunity there, but Seigi Nomikata does not yet know the best way to exploit it. Instead, he looks around, fooling himself into believing he will catch a glimpse of Liria Colhuán. She should, indeed, be aware of what is happening here.

    (BGM STOP)

    Unfortunately for everybody involved, these things have a habit of happening on cue.

    “Gah! This is bad, this is bad, this is bad!”

    Assassin lands some steps away from Seigi and the two beings of ancient fire and rock. It is a rough landing, involving more than a bit of rolling on the slush and scurrying back to her feet, right before her pursuers catch up to her.

    “Damn it, they really have some way to track me, no matter how well I hide my presence!”

    Seigi Nomikata feels his heart sink in his chest.

    (BGM)

    Spoiler:

    They are completely, utterly, absolutely over their means. Javier does not seem to have even noticed the appearance of Assassin and her dire pursuers. The two monstrous beasts, too, are fixated on the Servant of Assassination, seemingly unaware or uncaring of the two humans (?) in the park.

    Seigi Nomikata is the outsider in this entire event; the one that by all means should not be here. The magma monster tried to get of rid first precisely because he was the unnecessary and this undesired outsider. That means that the possibility to tilt this seemingly hopeless situation in a different direction likely rests on his shoulders.

    Is there anything he can do, though?


    Time for Choices
    Seigi Nomikata’s choice of action, faced with the utterly disadvantageous situation (QM’s Note: Regardless of your choice of tactic, feel free to add ideas on how to perform it):

    1. Focus on assisting Liria.
    2. Focus on helping Javier.
    3. Try to get Javier to help Liria, while Seigi engages the magma monster.
    4. Run away, leaving Javier and Liria to their fate. (UNACCEPTABLE OPTION)
    5. Write-in.


    If choosing Option 1 or 2, please specify the basic means of assistance:
    a. Offensively: Aiming to harm the opponent.
    b. Defensively: Aiming for a retreat.
    c. Write-in.


    What Seigi Nomikata does not know, however, is that Javier, while encouraged by divine intent to attack the magma monster, remains aware of what happens around him. Also, he is the protagonist; it makes no sense if you don’t get to choose his next action.

    1. Let the divine flame guide me—stick to attacking the hated abomination.
    2. Resist the divine urge—I need to do something else to get out of this.

    a. Write-in.

    (Quest Master’s Advice: Do note that Liria Colhuán is back in the scene. Remember what that means.)

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    ...Ok, this is probably really, really crazy, but how about:

    2: Focus on helping Javier by using nigredo to break down the magma monster on both the physical and spiritual levels.
    1: As Seigi does the above, Javier will simultaneously force the creature's flames to submit to his own divine flame and absorb them.
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    Quote Originally Posted by SpoonyViking View Post
    ...Ok, this is probably really, really crazy, but how about:

    2: Focus on helping Javier by using nigredo to break down the magma monster on both the physical and spiritual levels.
    1: As Seigi does the above, Javier will simultaneously force the creature's flames to submit to his own divine flame and absorb them.
    You crazy, crazy man. I'm in.

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    Quote Originally Posted by SpoonyViking View Post
    ...Ok, this is probably really, really crazy, but how about:

    2: Focus on helping Javier by using nigredo to break down the magma monster on both the physical and spiritual levels.
    1: As Seigi does the above, Javier will simultaneously force the creature's flames to submit to his own divine flame and absorb them.
    I can't think of anything better so I'm choosing this as well.

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