Board 8 > The Notes of Cain, Topic 2 [CYOA]

(+) Yeah! (+)

Oooof,

It's definitely either A or B.

Gonna go with A
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B. Cut your losses, preserve Owen.
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B
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hippo is one of the most badass and unstoppable creatures known to man, btw, and based on Matsuda's reaction you should assume that characters in this setting don't even really know about them or what they can do

so this should be fun!
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I'll probably end up swapping to B but I want to see what others think
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...I have my feeling Matsuda and Punch could take it, but... I can't morally go with A after being cautious with everyone else this far.

B.

...And I have suspicions about those statues... mannequins... myself... hnnn.
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If Matsuda and Punchs players want to vote A I will vote A with them btw.
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Giant water monster? Yea... let's go with B for now.
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Hippos are fast. Way faster than most people know. I dont know if a retreat is viable for anyone but Fah, and I worry option B will sacrifice half the group and let the other half just die later on.

Screw it. Time to try badassery. Vote A! CHARGE!
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trdl23 posted...

and I worry option B will sacrifice half the group and let the other half just die later on.

This is what I was worried about too yeah
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I think functionally A and B are pretty similar except that A might have a marginal chancr of killing the hippo and B will preserve more backliners lives.

I happen to quite like Owen so I was voting B, but I see A as valid.
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Going with A
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Anything but C, so ...A?
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A.
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A
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Man I am getting some serious Condemned Criminal Origins vibes from Shell Squad's location

As for the Moth Party...this is a pretty rough situation.

I am trying to judge the layout of where they are at currently. Hippos (and I am assuming monster hippos) are surprisingly fast but I don't think they can turn on a dime so if the team can make some narrow abrupt turns at the edge of the hallways and make use of the uneven terrain, that could probably buy them some time.

Trying to take this thing head on in a DIRECT charge (as option A seems to imply) just seems like a bad time. Hippos are fucking tanks as has been described

I am kind of leaning to C actually.

He felt like getting his boot stuck in the mud and sinking to oblivion would be a rather stupid way to die. As for Fah, she was walking along the top of it all, her sandals glowing the entire time. They seemed to be reducing her weight enough that there was no risk of her sinking in.

I wonder if the team can kite the thing out into the Mudlands and let the mud take care of it. Jamison was sinking when out there, think that'll stop the Uber Hippo (of course this is assuming going with C will lead to them even attempting that or trying to go for that hole to the second floor)?
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A
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*Yeaaaah*, on the Condemned thing. Bit of a VG horror fanatic, and mannequins/statues make me *extremely* uneasy. ...And... I have some concerns about the 'statues' current situation...
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The statues scream Medusa style monster. Everyone always goes my what strange statues of people all over for some reason and its always a Medusa. Although I suppose nobody mentioned the statues cowering but Maria mentioned he loving statues option already which makes it less likely and...

As for the choice everything seems like a potential disaster. However I see it like this.

A and B, which involves the front line fighters attacking in either case is gong to get one or more of them dead. C may very well end up with Owen and Jamison and anyone slower or less confident dead, with an exception of Fa cuz of sandals. Its like asking to sacrifice the powerhouses or the dead weight. But thats a negative attitude and nobody seems to want to let our weaker members just die sooo

A is probably better since our best bet to get everyone alive may be a psychic assault, who knows? I predict losses regardless. But A.
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We are all gonna die.

B
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10. King Hippo
(111111111) A. Legendary PUNCH OUT
(1111) B. Front line blocks, back line retreats
(1) C. Everyone run for your lives!

(note: I went and swapped ed's vote over to A from B, under the condition that trdl and xey both voted for option A)
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As much as I love the punch out reference, Punch is not at full health. Don't want him taking on the hippo solo.

B.

And yeah statues are definitely people turned to stone.
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our eyes have yet to open
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Still think the Joestar Secret Technique is the best bet here (unless Punch and Owen learned moth attacks at some point)
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Pirateking2000 posted...

Still think the Joestar Secret Technique is the best bet here (unless Punch and Owen learned moth attacks at some point)

https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/leagueoflegends/images/9/95/Sion.R8.ogg
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Entry 11: Unseen Threat at the Edge of My Mind

The group known as the Ditch Party had left the main caravan group some time during the middle of the night before. It wasn't long until Cata Spade found himself in the underground laboratory beneath Cain's Estate. The plan of locating an underground entrance in the ditches which had been dug around the outside of the estate had gone off the rails pretty quickly. Somehow, and Cata couldn't really explain how she had done it, Maria convinced the group to actually force their way through a lower section of the wall by sifting through the dirt and stone.

Luckily, they had been smart enough to take a few tools off the wagon that they figured Torin and the others wouldn't miss. Unluckily, they'd broken a lot of tools just working through the night to cut their way into the lower levels of the castle. At about this point Dismas' patience had begun to wear thin -- but it was hard to say anything in retaliation. Maria's map had proven to be correct in the end, and the work was already done. She seemed a bit sly in that way... positioning herself so that the damage was already done and the angry party had already been placated before they could speak out against her.

Based on this cunning and manipulative behavior, Cata suspected she might have been a previous member of a noble family... much like himself. But this was nothing more than projection. He couldn't have known how far he was from the truth. Maria hadn't spoken to anyone here about her past yet.

Being somewhat exhausted, the group decided to spend the early morning hours resting here in the laboratory which they had uncovered. The nearest passage leading to the upper floors wasn't nearby, and they'd found probably the most direct entrance to the halls which led into the underground excavation site. Maria expressed more interest in the lab than the underground, but truthfully Dismas was rather curious about what the heck Cain had been digging up here.

In the end, some kind of compromise would likely be found. There was definitely no reason for them to go to the upper halls, where Torin and the others would likely be wasting their time. The irony of the situation was that Punch's party, primarily interested in clearing out monster nests, had already found an antique hall filled with jewelry. And Dismas, who had come here to get rich quick and bail, found himself in a room full of books and flasks and chemical ingredients that held no intrinsic value to one such as himself.

Maria seemed perfectly content, sitting on the edge of a desk and reading through the monster manuals which Dismas had uncovered before. The chained man was leaning against the far wall with his eyes closed and it was hard to say if he was sleeping or not. Dismas had rested for two hours but now he was up and pacing again. Cata had found it impossible to sleep. His eyes were dark and his head was tingling as he had spent the last few hours watching his companions and the darkened halls leading out of this room.

The door had been blasted off the hinges long ago.

This meant it was one of those unnerving rooms where you were always left staring through a dark portal, with nothing to block the open passage beyond. And no matter how much Cata tried, his eyes kept being drawn toward the darkness.

"Maria, a moment here," Cata said, calling her over. "I'd like you to take a look through these ingredients."

The book she was holding was pushed closed lightly. She rose from her seated position, hopped down off the desk, and waked over to where he was. She hadn't slept much either, if at all, yet somehow she didn't seem as tired as Cata felt. "Did you find something useful?"
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"Quite the opposite," Cata admitted. "I have to say I'm not familiar with these types of things. I was hoping you could check the lab and see if there's anything of value here." As he was speaking, his eyes were drawn to the more irritable Dismas. He was hoping that Maria helping to find something valuable in the lab would lift the spirits of the damned man.

Right now, Dismas needed to feel like all that digging had been worthwhile.

"Ah. Yes. Of course. I was thinking of taking an inventory before we left, but I suppose I could search for anything valuable rather than just anything useful." Maria began to sort through the ingredients gathered here, which drew the attention of the others. She didn't seem too phased by the fact that she was being watched as she moved things into different piles, made strange faces, and sometimes pushed entire categories of objects away while shaking her head in disappointment. "Ah. Such a shame. I could do much more with a proper assortment of alchemical ingredients. But the raw chemistry here does have some applications."

"Applications?" Cata inquired, leaning in. "Such as?"

"Here, smell this," Maria said. She lifted her hand, her finger now coated in a substance, and moved it near his face.

When Cata took a whiff he found his head grow light, his vision grow black, and then his body went numb. A few seconds of time were lost, at which point he found himself being held up by Abom. The chained man had moved into position behind him and caught him when he fainted.

"Don't..." Cata struggled to speak, as even his mouth felt like it was filled with goo. His left eye wouldn't stop blinking. "---don't... do that again." He was trying to sound stern but he probably sounded like a half-asleep toddler. The fact that he hadn't gotten any rest the night before likely wasn't helping.

Abom was chuckling softly to himself as he put Cata back on his feet, then patted him on the shoulders. Cata wanted to shoot him a dirty look for that, but he caught Maria smirking to herself as well. All he could do now was straighten out the coat and accept that he'd been the butt of that joke.

"Based on the notes I've read, I think these kinds of compounds might work on the monsters in the estate as well. Some of them might also be susceptible to toxic reactions... though this depends on if I'm able to-" Maria had begun to sort of wander down her own line of discussion, leaving the others behind, but it was at this point that Dismas decided to cut things short.

"And valuable? Did you find anything valuable?" Dismas inquired. He crossed his arms, looking down at the piles of ingredients she hadn't thrown away.

"Here, take this," Maria said, as she slid a pile of fibers and two tonics to him. "Those are long sought after by aging men as a sort of cure for lack of vitality. I don't think it actually works, but people are willing to pay for it. As for those tonics, well, let's just say they contain a substance which was outlawed by the Censors. And people are always willing to pay for that."

"Hrm..." Abom glanced at the collection of items warily.

Dismas, however, was already examining the vial. His eyes seemed to gleam through the glass and the liquid. "You're saying Cain was making something like this? Here?"

"No, I shouldn't think so. This laboratory belonged to his son, Cainas." Maria began collecting the other items, the more useful ones, she had laid out on the table. "It's more than likely his father had no idea what was going on down here. Perhaps not even in the lower tunnels."
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"So we should examine things from a different angle than before," Cata concluded. "The mystery of the estate hinges on the fact that Cain himself probably didn't know what caused all of his mayhem. But there's someone else, someone responsible, for everything that's going on down below... and thus bringing it all back up to the surface." He'd recovered quite a bit already from his near fall. Plus, he surprised himself with this, but he was actually pretty interested in the mystery of it all.

Honestly, it was easy to forget, but Cata Spade was the only one who didn't need to be here for the sake of money. He was here for the adventure. To vanquish monsters and cleanse the land of evil. He was no crusader or warrior of the church, by any means, but he did have ambitions of growing up to be a Hero. Well, that was ten years ago. It was probably too late for those types of dreams, now.

Yet... that mindset was still guiding him. On some level, he hadn't grown up from being that young Lord. A teenager who wanted to become a Hero like those in the stories. Someone disconnected from how grim and brutal reality was. Cata thought of what had happened above, of those who had died already in the hamlet. This was a place where Heroes could perish at any moment.

As he looked on, Cata noticed the others had already begun to move on to the next room. Dismas and Maria were leading them through the passage that should bring the group toward the lower excavation tunnels.

In the winding passage they came across a slavering ghoul that was sucking on what looked to be human bones. Those weren't fresh, and whatever the thing was, it was likely craving warm meat. However, it hadn't seemed to notice them right away... and it was surprisingly Abom who wordlessly crept forward and put the monster out of its misery with one solid swing from his heavy irons.

"That kind of monster..." Abom had a tired and distant look on his face. "... probably shouldn't exist."

"Definitely, by my count," Dismas said, sauntering over the corpse.

Maria simply glanced at Cata and shrugged. "I thought it was interesting, but I've never seen anything like that. Perhaps we should have seen if it could talk with us." However, now that it was laying in a puddle of brains and blood, they'd never get the opportunity to find out.

The group came across a ready room which had been dug out and then bordered with wood and support beams. This kind of place usually served as a miner's camp, but this room was odd and surprising. It looked as if the person who was studying the below ground had also been using this as a go-between experimental chamber.

Relics from below had been gathered and set aside here. There were also several research stations, some of them still manned with supplies, and two bookshelves. Though the books on those, from a glance, seemed to have all been burned or torn to shreds.

To that point, the room was not unoccupied. A small group of those fish-like monsters was lounging around in this room. Their soft eyes blinking with a strange film. The sight of them was unnerving and they produced a sort of natural terror that couldn't be avoided, couldn't be set aside. However, when Cata looked at the others, none of them seemed to be outwardly afraid. And so he did his best to put on a brave face as well.

It was Maria, above all others, who seemed to be unnaturally calm. It was as if she was studying these monsters in a controlled environment, like this was all just some sort of experiment. And yet the thought never crossed her mind that they could turn and begin ripping this party to shreds at a moment's notice. All they had to do was catch sight or scent of the group.
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"Their hearing isn't very good," Maria explained to the others in hushed tones. "But we should probably not talk too loudly. I should also mention that, based on the research notes I was reading, they found it impossible to tell when these things were asleep or awake."

"We haven't had much luck either," Dismas said, thinking of the one that almost got Cata.

Instinctively, Cata rubbed his bruised arm. Somehow, having it mentioned, caused the pain to return in a way that he had forgotten. The numbness of the last few hours had been a bit awkward, but that was preferable over this kind of pain. He looked on, into the room, and began counting the monsters. "Five by my count. I don't think that's a fight we can easily win. If at all."

Shall we turn back? That's the question he wanted to ask. But the greed in Dismas eyes said there would be no turning back. And Maria, the other person mostly interested in taking charge and driving the group to go one way or the other, was too emotionally detached from the situation. Fear, which naturally should have prevented her from doing anything too dangerous, seemed to be an emotion that she was missing.

"Fighting them would be dangerous, I agree, but we may have another way," Maria told him. "Based on my risk assessment analysis it should be possible to neutralize the threat quickly, quietly, and effectively without much danger to ourselves."

Abom grunted, tilting his head at that message.

Maria glanced at the big man. "I'm going to knock them out."

Cata felt the hairs on his neck tingling. Was it really fine to go with such a risky strategy? It wasn't like they had tested it out on any of these monsters before. This was the perfect situation for things to go terribly wrong. From his point of view, the level of risk seemed way too high.

"How is your arm? Your aim?" Dismas pressed her. "Are you sure you can take them all down at once?"

"Well... Hm." Maria thought about it for a moment. "I suppose it will be more effective if I rely on your help," she admitted. "I'm used to working alone and so the thought hadn't crossed my mind. Here, give me a moment to mix some kind of bomb delivery method for those powders."

Maria went to one knee and undid her carrying case, taking out some of the supplies she had looted from the laboratory above. "Keep your eyes on the monsters while I do that."

It was a grueling two minutes as Cata found himself watching the darkness beyond once more. Rather than focusing on the threats in the room before them, Cata couldn't take his attention off the far doorway. Once again it was only an open portal; one that revealed the blackness of his deepest imaginations. The threat in his mind was likely greater than whatever could possibly lay down there.

Or, more terrifyingly, it wasn't.

Maria handed a bomb to Cata and Dismas, while taking one herself. With those three throwing in synchronized fashion they should have been able to blanket the area in a thick powder and catch all of the monsters with the knock out gas. Then it would be up to the fighters to move in and slay the beasts while they were down.

Dismas set aside the heavy crossbow, leaving it loaded and leaning against the hall. If Maria needed to pick it up and fire it, the bolt was ready. Though he urged her NOT to do so unless it was an emergency. "The last thing I need is an untrained aim firing a bolt into my back."

For a close situation like this, he borrowed Cata's dagger. The weapon wasn't good in a hand to hand fight, per se, and it wasn't something Dismas would bring into a melee. But for cutting the throat of a weakened and dizzy foe that couldn't fight back... the dagger would do.
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There was a rush of adrenaline as white clouds of powder exploded into the room before them. All three, including Maria, had done a fair job of lobbing the bombs on top of the enemy at this range. They had hit their targets and launched their attacks close enough together.

Maria held the others back a moment, not wanting them to get caught breathing in those same vapors, and then sent them forward. Abom was the first to crush the skull of an enemy, and he didn't stop there. He went for a second kill by the time Cata was already impaling the first of the monsters nearest to him. Cata heard a slick gasping sound to his right side as Dismas put down one of the other foes.

Then Cata slowly walked forward and put his foot on the chest of the last one. Its eyes began to light up with a burning power as it looked up at him, but that light went out as he shoved his saber into its neck. His shoulders relaxed there, in that position, for just a moment.Then, as he looked ahead into the darkness, his eyes drawn toward the door once more, he saw two shining lights staring back at him... and a faint glow from beyond.

"That wasn't it!" Cata shouted a warning as he pulled his blade free with both hands, as quickly and cleanly as possible. Blood splattered freely as Cata took several steps back and tried to get a good gauge of the position and attention of the enemy.

Yes, yes. It was looking right at him.

It was all Cata could do to hit the ground rolling, trying to move perpendicular to the gaze of the monster. At the same time a burning beam of light shot out across the gap and burned a hole through the floor. The creature needed only to turn its head to cut the room in half. Sections of wood caught on fire or disintegrated instantly. At least a few of those priceless relics were sent shattering to the floor, melted, or worse.

Dismas had dived forward, onto his stomach, but as he slid across the ground he pushed himself back up to his feet instantly. Instead of breaking into a wild battle charge, however, he padded as quietly as possible to the far end of the room while holding the blade of the dagger in his teeth. He must have freed his hands up before diving, knowing he didn't want to accidentally land on the knife.

Abom was on the opposite side, having been out of the path of that beam of light. He moved away from the angle of the door and rattled his chains loudly, barking out some kind of wordless battle cry. "Oy! OY!" He began to spin his irons like a weapon, as if readying a flail to strike, but the enemy was nowhere near him.

Dismas placed his back against the far wall and moved his blade into his hands. His eyes were on the door as he began to inch toward it.

With a shrieking wail, the enemy jumped out of the doorframe and turned toward Abom. Its eyes began to light up with fury and madness. Then, Dismas moved into position behind it and grabbed it by the neck. The dagger was placed against its throat.

Cata began running toward them. Looking into the darkness beyond he didn't know what the risk was. He wasn't like Maria. This wasn't something he could analyze. But he knew that if he did nothing, right now, there was a good chance Dismas was going to be in a lot of trouble. It was no coincidence that he had seen another faint light in the passage beyond, and he doubted this monster here was alone.

Even as Dismas slit the throat of the enemy and let its corpse fall, a shadow appeared in the doorway behind him. Its black claws gleamed against the fading light reflected in the eyes of the dead one beneath it.

"Down!" Cata commanded. Dismas obeyed, and Cata found himself vaulting over the other man as he shot himself through the open door... blade forward. The point of his weapon struck the enemy in the cheek, hitting bone, then the blade bent. It didn't quite snap, but it didn't puncture the face of the foe as deeply as he might have hoped.
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As the noble scion and the monster collided, both of them rolled onto the floor together. Both of Cata's hands were on his weapon and he pushed with it, trying to end this as he used his weight on the top of the beast. Because... if he didn't....

Well, Cata's hands were no longer free to defend himself. The monster swung its claw upward, smacking him in the side of the skull. He felt something sharp penetrate the side of his neck even as he felt the stinging sensation of something getting caught on his hair. Blood began to stream down the side of his face as he twisted his blade and then pushed downward again with all of his strength. "Ag-!.... AHHHH!" He found himself screaming as he forced all of his weight onto his knee, trying to crush the solar plexus of the monster.

And, once again, the blade gripped in both hands, he abandoned defense completely.

Cata bet it all on the next attack, moving his saber in a sawing motion as he yanked it back and then cleaved downward a third time. Thankfully, this time, his gamble paid off. The weapon finally succeeded in cutting right through the horizontal face of the enemy. It grew still beneath him, its arm half raised toward another attack.

Those webbed fingers curled, twitching a few times, before going limp.

It was Abom who was left to help Cata tend to his own wounds as Dismas and Maria cleaned up the mess and began examining the room. Maria seemed a bit disappointed at how much of it had been destroyed during the combat. But, then again, they were lucky to have made it out of there alive. The two monsters waiting beyond in the darkness had been nearly enough to kill their group in that brief moment of surprise.

While this demonstrated how truly deadly the enemy was, it also added weight and significance to the fact that they had effortlessly slain five of them with her help. As much as it was unfortunate how things had gone wrong at the end, it was impossible to deny how effective those scientific skills had been during the first exchange of attacks. A seven against three fight with those monsters is something they would not have won without her help.

After finding evidence of what had been done in this ready room, Maria began to search for a specific object which had been mentioned in the research diary. It wasn't long before she uncovered it on one of the shelves on the left side of the room. And she seemed relieved that it hadn't been on the right, with some of the other destroyed relics.

"How fascinating," Maria said, her eyes gleaming with a strange greed. It was something that reminded of Dismas, but, at the same time, her sense of desire was completely different. It wasn't wealth that motivated her. It was... actually... Cata had no idea what the hell motivated her. That, in this moment, was probably more alarming than anything.

"What is it you've found?" Dismas inquired. He looked at the object sitting there. It was a deformed, small, inhuman skull with a hole punched in the top of it. Somehow the thing had a large amount of gravitas in this situation. While normally one might see bones as nothing more than remains, there was clearly something larger at play here. "It looks grim."

"Insight," Maria told him.

"Beg pardon?" Cata inquired. He held his injured head as he went over to the two. "Can you give us an explanation beyond that?"

"Sorry, I just-... I was thinking, this explains a lot. I don't think Cainas was doing all of this for nothing," Maria concluded. "There was actually a purpose for all of it. Why he brought Avel here, and why they were digging."
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"Well, lady, nobody does anything for no reason," Dismas said, starting to sound annoyed. "Mind telling us what that reason is?"

"It's a Skull of Commune. Or, at least, someone was trying to make one." Maria tilted her head, examining the eye sockets before her. It was almost as if she was trying to look into the eyes of a person and examine their intent. "Those familiar with Avel de Countelard's research will know, in his manic days, he theorized a method for contacting the Elder Gods. To share knowledge with them."

"Elder... Gods?" Abom looked somewhat put off by that remark. "Are you saying Cain's son was some cultist blasphemer?"

Rather than answering the question, Maria was more talking to herself. Or maybe she was talking to the skull at that time. "It's a curious thing, isn't it? To have the knowledge of a God. To share the wisdom of something that has existed far above... and far beyond the scope of humanity. Knowing that I could reach out in this moment and try to obtain that knowledge. That power."

"But, of course, knowing that I would never do something like that." Maria, however, wasn't moving any further away from the skull. If anything, she was moving closer to it. "Well... never isn't the right word. I probably could do it. I just might do it."

She began to raise her hand forward. "I... probably will..." She mused it to herself as she reached for the object of her affection.

Then, at that moment, Dismas reached out and grabbed her hand. He squeezed it. So hard that she winced in pain and backed away from the shelf. "Hell no," he said, very assertively. "I don't think so, lady. If you're saying that damn thing is the cause of all this trouble then I don't want you, of all people, touching it."

"I-... I wasn't going to," Maria said, sounding unsure of herself. She held her hand in pain, then glanced away. "At least, I don't think so."

"Heh." Dismas, himself, took a step away from the skull as well. He seemed to be preventing his own greed from becoming a source of temptation in that moment. Then, he looked ahead into the darkness. "Listen, there are dark times awaiting us ahead. We don't need to make things worse for ourselves."

"The last thing I need is some fool making deals with a Devil and bringing an unseen threat to our midst."

At that moment, there was a portal of blackness and light. And from within that web of stars, Goetic emerged. He had returned to the mortal world at last. His bright eyes shined with relief and familiarity as he saw faces that he knew.

And though Goetic was smiling in relief... Dismas answered it with an uncertain frown.

"Just where the hell have you been?" Dismas inquired. "And what have you been plotting?"

[End]

11. What should the group focus on in the excavation site?
A. Look for evidence of the Elder Gods.
B. Look for monster nests and eradicate them.
C. Look for treasure and quietly escape.
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I'll probably be one of the few that chooses this but...

A
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It is the ditch crew... However they have the alchemy things so B.
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C. Gold Girls and Glory
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messing with Elder Gods
Monsters
or getting the hell out

B sounds decent enough. helps the other parties.
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A. All cosmic horror, all the time.
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A

Sounds fun

A.
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but guys
we don't have Henderson here
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Fhtagn

A
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A
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B.
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I'm for A or B. The party is relatively equipped for either (but moreso B), especially now that Goetic showed up with the rest of the notes.

A will probably lead to more eldritch goodies and will make more use of the stuff Goetic gathered. Though who knows what they'll run into as they almost got rocked by a surprise attack from two of those fish guys, and there may be new stuff they aren't as equipped to deal with.

B potentially helps others and they are probably better equipped for it based on the resources they have right now (granted they may still run into new stuff aside from fish guys). Helps provide a safer exit strategy down the line due to less surprises from those enemies and maybe find some treasure here and there. Could also lead to them possibly running into Moth Squad (I think they were below the laboratory right? With the time difference from when Ditch Squad left maybe they might run into them conveniently).

C probably just leads to less goodies while still having to deal with stuff anyway

I kind of see each choice associating with different members of the team

A: Goetic and Maria
B: Abom and Cata
C: Dismas

Going with B
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You all suck.

Get rich or die trying suckers.
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Going with B here as we are more equipped for it
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Pirateking2000 posted...

I kind of see each choice associating with different members of the team

A: Goetic and Maria
B: Abom and Cata
C: Dismas

it's funny that you posted this, I was actually thinking of posting the exact same thing earlier. and yeah, this is correct. like, spot on.
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B
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B lol

Although I could see these guys going C if I get to vote its B

Were going to get A at this rate whether we like it or not so we might as well get some monsters out of the way with B

And in any Indiana Jones style film the minute the greedy guy decides to take the treasure and book it is the minute karma does something horrible and ironic to him. Im helping you guys avoid that cuz I care. :3
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this chapter included honestly some of my favorite passages that I had planned in mind for some time now, though I was never 100% sure of course how exactly it would happen or which characters would get to these locations first. hopefully stuff like Maria discovering the skull and -almost- touching it were impactful for the readers in the same way they were for me.

(also still weird because nfun decided to meta troll by naming his character after me)
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