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Challenge #04628-L244: The Better Choice

They force their friend to sleep, because its that, or the friend is going to end up getting very sick and for all their grousing, the group love him as a brother. Then they agree to help find the adventurer, and find out a darker truth. That wasn't an adventurer, but their true parental. And baby brother wasn't dead. Nor was the one he thought was his father.

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-04518-l134-heroic-motivation -- Anon Guest

It took a potion, three spells, and Valorie actively sitting on him to get Bors to sleep. The innkeeper swore it was her herbal tea that finally tipped the scale to his peaceful rest.

Melody and Betterment took turns with Valorie to make sure he actually got a full rest.

Those who weren't on watch were asking around to find out a solution to Bors' conclusions. Which lead to a lot of potential leads, but primarily to the seers of Paron. A little Barony in Whitekeep that was mostly tunnels and quarries. They sheltered from the threats to the realm in a ravine cutting into the mountain, and came up with a powerful potion from the mushrooms they farmed. Well. Mostly mushrooms.

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Challenge #04627-L243: Money With Menaces

The Drunken Horns was a tongue in cheek name for an excellent eatery run by a family of Hellkin. And when members of the watch tried to harass them, the local royals, all human, happened to be there having dinner. It was their favorite place to unwind. Needless to say, the local watch soon learn that these royals do NOT like such behavior at all. -- Anon Guest

This is the restaurant Dzak built. This is the chef with the crumpled horn

Challenge #04626-L242: Slow to Learn

She had been so very young, so very spoiled, when she was pulled out of the rubble. She tried to act like her family taught her to act, and she'd faced scolding for it, though she was never spanked. She tried to cry and stomp her feet like she'd seen some kids to do get their way, that didn't work either.

The day she started saying please, thank you, and helping others out of her own free will, she found people were

Challenge #04625-L241: Just Like the Stories

I will take your Curse, but for a price. The price is THIS. You must make a decree making the mistreatment of anyone "unwanted" punishable by suffering the same fate they give to the "unwanted ones". None must ever be allowed again to go without at least basic health care, food, clean water, and at least basic, good shelter. Ever waver in this, and our pact ends and these flowers will return to you. Me? Don't worry, the universe provides me with

Challenge #04624-L240: A Terrarium of Remedy

There are ways that are not cures, but it can ensure the lungs no longer fill. Though that does mean your chest is going to hurt like hell for quite some time while you heal. It's not 100%, true. But at least it'll no longer threaten to drown you. Though you may find you get ill more often at times.

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-04537-l153-please-dont-make-me-laugh -- Anon Guest

My room is so full of medical fog that I don't see the

Challenge #04623-L239: With This Ring...

Unable to find a ring beautiful enough, he dedicated a lot of time to learning to smith jewelry. Using all he remembered of what the fae liked, though it seemed as though his hand was guided, he made a very unusual ring. When placed upon the hand, he learned that day, he had become wedded.

OOPS! Well, there were worse fates.

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-04566-l182-bonded-bargain -- Anon Guest

The bad news was that there was a fashion for ugly, clunky

Challenge #04618-L234: Low Down by the River

Lord Brickhead was, INDEED, the job that needed to be done sooner than expected. Their decisions lead to a disaster. A disaster the Army of Mercy were more than capable of helping alleviate. Brickhead, pantaloons a'mess at seeing what they caused, turned over a new leaf. The place they ruled now offered freely as a home base for a segment of the Army. No lives were lost, the lord of the land learned a harsh, but fair, lesson, and the future was

Challenge #04613-L229: Adequate Warning is Insufficient

Some doors should remain closed. Woe befalls those who do not heed that wisdom. -- Deathshead419

There was a dread portal. It was large, and a very strange shape. Around its frame were images of skulls and bones. Depictions of disease. Predators with snarling mouths and bared fangs. Horrible monsters poised to attack. There was a bar across the door of immensely heavy granite. It was chained into place with D'varuv eternal steel. There was also a massive stele, also of solid

Challenge #04604-L220: Much Ado in Ynsmuth

The leader of a coastal polity must renew a marriage alliance with the merfolk kingdom. Except he believes he has no daughter to offer. And so the leader’s youngest child must imbibe a transformative potion to wed the undersea prince. However, the intended bride seems upbeat at the prospect, for she is eager for the chance of changing into a more fitting form… -- Deathshead419

Ynsmuth had to renew its treaty with the merfolk in the deeps near their harbour. Part

Challenge #04603-L219: Look Upon My Works, Ye Mighty

A great king is perturbed when, whilst excavating the site for his masterwork, the monument which will secure his place in eternity, the workmen discover ancient statues and old foundations hinting that some unknown empire may have tried to do so before him.

And even worse, it seems like that empire might have been mightier than his. Someone needs to look into what’s going on here… -- Deathshead419

It was almost the perfect place to put his monument to himself as

Challenge #04602-L218: Sew the Story Goes...

A lonely old woman sews a daughter for herself from soft cloth, downy feathers, and well worn buttons. It would be blessing if some fae creature or god breathed life into the dear one, wouldn’t it…? -- Deathshead419

You know the stories, don't you? Once upon a time, there was a lonely old... miller, baker, tailor, tinker, dressmaker, toymaker, pick one... who didn't have a spouse or a family as they began to grow old. What happened next changes from tale

Challenge #04601-L217: The Last Great Lords

The skies darken over three decrepit lords and their ancient castles which time has passed by. What will become of their traditions, their secrets, their eon old rivalries, as the world beyond seeps in bit by bit? -- Deathshead419

At their mightiest peak, the Elves split this continent into three civilised realms. Their names once caused lesser beings[1] to tremble, and were nigh unpronouncable to all but Elven tongues. Nursery tales would reduce them in later centuries to Lord Forest, Lord

Challenge #04593-L209: One Hell of a Portent

Deep in the woodlands is a small town in the shadow of an obelisk. Upon this monument is a clock which has been counting down for centuries. No one remembers where it came from, what it means, but it is about to strike midnight and toll the centuries silent bell. -- Anon Guest

The clock has always been there. Attempts to find when it was built have resulted in nothing but frustration. Even the first images of Lumberhill, back when it was

Challenge #04592-L208: They're Brand New

Save for their wings, you'd think they were human. They were wild and free-spirited. And their only desire was to learn about the world. The good parts, the bad parts, and everything in between. They were not angel, they were not demon, just... themselves. -- Anon Guest

"What'cha doin'?"

Barthus was used to hearing that kind of question from someone between three and eight years old. Not, and they had to look up from their work to check, an adult-shaped entity literally

Challenge #04590-L206: You Were Warned

Oh my God, Spiders, millions of them, pouring out of the walls, everybody RUN! -- Anon Guest

Across the multiverse, there are constants. No matter the nature of civilisation, no matter the fiscal structure, there is always the roommate who freeloads, steals treats, and denies it. Some call them 'goldbricks', some call them 'assholes'. Some call them 'scabs'. Rickerd called hir annoying housemate Horb, because that was hir name.

Horb was a young Elf, 'merely' thirty-seven[1], with rather indulgent parents who

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Challenge #04628-L244: The Better Choice

Challenge #04627-L243: Money With Menaces

Challenge #04626-L242: Slow to Learn

Challenge #04625-L241: Just Like the Stories

Challenge #04624-L240: A Terrarium of Remedy

Challenge #04623-L239: With This Ring...

Challenge #04618-L234: Low Down by the River

Challenge #04613-L229: Adequate Warning is Insufficient

Challenge #04604-L220: Much Ado in Ynsmuth

Challenge #04603-L219: Look Upon My Works, Ye Mighty

Challenge #04602-L218: Sew the Story Goes...

Challenge #04601-L217: The Last Great Lords

Challenge #04593-L209: One Hell of a Portent

Challenge #04592-L208: They're Brand New

Challenge #04590-L206: You Were Warned