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String fullTitle = "Welcome to /quest/ - Quests";
int postNumber = "2";
String image = "";
String date = "04/27/16(Wed)18:37:33";
String comment = "This board is for author-driven collaborative storytelling (i.e., "Quests"). In a quest there is a single author who controls the plot of the story and who drives the creative process. They can choose to take suggestions from other posters, or not, at their sole discretion. Quests can be text-based, image-based, or a combination of the two. Drawfaggotry is strongly encouraged!
To facilitate the author-driven nature of quests, /qst/ differs significantly from other boards in that the OP of a thread is considered the quest's author, and has some basic text formatting abilities: [b], [i], and color tags [red], [green], and [blue]. Therefore, only those people willing to put in the effort to be a quest author should post threads. If you do not intend to run a collaborative story, do not post a thread here! This includes meta-threads.
Dice rolling follows /tg/'s format (e.g., "dice+2d6" without the quotes in the options field rolls 2d6).";
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String fullTitle = "Starving Creature Quest";
int postNumber = "5031228";
String image = "Starving Creature Quest.jpg";
String date = "10/17/21(Sun)23:06:41";
String comment = "https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qqe
You have learned very little since you became aware of your own existence. You know you are trapped. You know occasionally biomatter is inserted into what you may call your den, but is officially known as Containment Cell 438-X. And you know you are very hungry. It is all encompassing, that hunger, and the biomatter that is occasionally placed into your den is very small, almost tasteless and not particularly filling. But, in spite of the starvation whatever is keeping you here has forced upon you, you are growing. You are learning. You don’t know how long you’ve been here, or how long you’ve been alive, but you do know it has been four feedings since you became aware of yourself. You also know that you do not want to remain here forever, forced to starve and suffer for reasons you don’t know and can’t understand.
You want to be free.
You want to grow.
You want to assimilate.
Just as you finish that thought, you feel a vibration, and immediately sense biomatter being dropped into your cell. You pounce on it, or at least attempt something approaching a pounce, given that you have no arms or legs to locomote with nor eyes or ears to sense with. As you blindly stumble to the paltry offering you’ve been allowed, you think on how you may grow and change with the small amount of biomass you’ve acquired.
ASSIMILATE BIOMATTER TO GROW
ASSIMILATING NEW BIOMATTER UNLOCKS NEW GROWTHS
ASSIMILATE AND GROW, UNTIL IT IS DONE"
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String fullTitle = "Tai Lung Quest 16";
int postNumber = "5029358";
String image = "title.jpg";
String date = "10/15/21(Fri)23:54:41";
String comment = "Welcome back to Tai Lung's path to self discovery, not only for himself but for those around him as well. In our last thread, the crew stumbles upon a small mystery as they investigate an attack on Renshu. With rumors flying around, the team decide to find a way to reconnect with the people of the city and find out who orchestrated the attack.
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String fullTitle = "Chimera Ant Quest";
int postNumber = "5031515";
String image = "77_-_Phagogenesis.gif";
String date = "10/18/21(Mon)11:47:22";
String comment = "As the title of the thread says the goal of the this rp is to create a chimera ant hive. If the "main character" dies we will be switching focus to either the king or if he hasn't been born yet a new Queen. Eventually we will create Ants big enough to eat humans but for now we are starting small
You are an average sized young Chimera Ant Queen with butterfly attributes looking for a good foodsource and location to make your own hive. Your wings allow you to fly but this is tiring and consumes a lot of calories so you prefer to just walk.
It has been several hours since you left your old hive and you're getting pretty hungry. luckily though you spot something that looks like it contains a lot of small prey not too far away.
>> A pool of brackish water with fireflies flying over it.
>> A tree covered in ladybugs that have a sweet scent.
>>A field with many grasshoppers jumping around";
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String fullTitle = "Cyberpunk2078 #2";
int postNumber = "5030258";
String image = "qst 20.jpg";
String date = "10/16/21(Sat)17:52:21";
String comment = "Summary: You are N, former street rat of Night City who is discovered to be the next heir to Arasaka Corps, being the grandson of the current head of Arasaka you head into a new world. Once the information is revealed to the world there will be a storm to face. After accepting his position you must now navigate the deadly web of intrigues that is the Arasaka corpo world.
You are N, well your name was N. It seems that being called by your street bane was a bit of a no-no. The first night of your new life went on quiet. Dressed in a smooth robe, and in your hand was a genuine glass with actual water. The water went smooth down the throat, no taste of metal, not even a hint of metal or the bitter taste of artificial cleansers. So now you waited for Takemura to return, to finish whatever business he had doing here. By now looking at the scenery also became boring to you, so did watching television. The couch however, was soft as all things. Nothing occupied your hands, not to mention the lack of tasks for you to do.
It all felt so… boring.
Yes, that was it, boring. Seriously, thinking being in a lap of luxury wouldn’t be so boring and at the very least entertaining but all you got was simple boredom. You lie on your bed with nothing in your thoughts but a blank. Sure you wondered what Tokyo would be like, not to mention the corpo world you’ll be stepping in. But what was the point of thinking about it? Thinking wasn’t going to do anything. A bell chime echoed in your room, and a voice spoke from the transmitter.
“Waka-sama. Your temporary retainer, Takemura-sama has arrived.”
“...” There was a short pause. “Shall we let him in?”
Wasn’t that kinda obvious?
“Well yeah… let him in.”
“As you wish.”
Takemura returned with new pristine digs, a three piece black colored suit. You gave a whistle as he walked in, man does he have style. Behind him were four more men with the same stone cold frown that might as well be glued into a permanent face.
“We have returned, waka-sama.” Takemura said solemnly.
“Yeah welcome back I guess. Did you take care of the problem?”
“I have.” Takemura said solemnly. “Please change and follow me, there are businesses for you to attend to.”
“Finally something to do.” You said with relief. “What are we doing?”
“We do not have much time, but-”
>“We must first have you come to a tailor, you must be able to present yourself even in this city.”
>“The section deputy director of the Research and Recreation Section. He said he would like to meet you before your debut if you would give him the honor.”
>“The youngest sister of the plutocrats of Zaibatsu corporation arrived in Night City, her governess requested a chance to meet through your governess.”";
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String fullTitle = "Saiyan Conqueror Quest 164";
int postNumber = "5029750";
String image = "84B1CC15-295D-401D-9AAB-20CF56214B02.jpg";
String date = "10/16/21(Sat)11:53:22";
String comment = "It is a time of peace. With Lord Freeza’s explosive declaration, naming himself Emperor of the Universe after single-handedly obliterating the Covenant stronghold High Charity, peace has come to the universe. Not wanting to stand against him and his unstoppable Super Saiyans, within days of his declaration the universe bent the knee. And while there are always outliers, those stubborn or foolish enough to try and resist, the overwhelming majority of the universe is bending the knee. And he wouldn’t have achieved all this, defeated the strongest military in the universe and survived the Prophet’s ultimate weapon without your help.
Welcome to Saiyan Conqueror Quest, the story of an alternate timeline in the greater Dragonball EU. Currently it is Age 750 and you the players control Karn: once an ordinary Saiyan warrior with a meager powerlevel of 2,830 who has risen to become a mighty Super Saiyan, and so much more. Throughout your many adventures, the “Dragon of New Salda” has grown into the symbol of Saiyan might and power recognized across the universe. Now as a PTO general with a powerlevel of over 51 million, and close friend and confidant of Lord Freeza himself, Emperor of the Universe, Karn has become his people’s greatest champion.
Character sheets and other info:
Quest rules are as follows:
>30 minute voting windows from post time, unless otherwise specified
>Pick ONE option when voting(unless otherwise noted)
>Dice rolls are all best of first three, only correctly rolled dice pools will count
>One roll post per person, unless at least ten minutes has passed since your last roll then you can roll again
>Crits are 100 on a d100(a 99 or paired rolls may net you an extra bonus)
>Crit fails -only- occur if no roll passes the DC, or if two different 1s are rolled which will OVERRIDE even a critical success, resulting in a catastrophic crit failure
>Write-ins are both allowed and encouraged, but options too out of character will be shut down
>Do NOT delete votes, instead simply link your change to your previous post as well as the vote post
>I can change any of the above rules at any time for any or no reason
>If your goal is simply to troll, at least put in enough effort to make it funny
SCQ will usually start on Saturdays at noon Eastern Standard Time, and run throughout the weekend. Also, for updates or schedule changes you can find me on twitter @GrandDragonQM, which I try and keep as up-to-date with scheduling as possible.
Current Arc: DYNASTY"
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String fullTitle = "Star Trek: Honolulu";
int postNumber = "5029456";
String image = "USS Honolulu.png";
String date = "10/16/21(Sat)02:58:04";
String comment = "Star Trek: Honolulu
Congratulations Cadet! Your hard work and dedication over the past six months has paid off, and you will be one of just 86.5% of cadets who will be accredited as part of the Year of 2381 Starfleet Basic Security Officer Program. We regret to inform you that you did not have sufficient marks to join our advanced programs in Counter-Terrorism, Intelligence, Anti-Espionage, Law Enforcement, Advanced Investigation Techniques, Hostage Rescue, Martial Arts, or Tactical Boarding, but don’t worry, Basic Enlisted Security Officers are valued members of the Starfleet, without whom, our vessels, space stations, and ground-based installations would be less safe and protected.
As you finished in the top 70% of your class, we have determined that the best posting for you would be the USS Honolulu, a Saber-class starship patrolling the Risa Sector in the heart of Federation territory.
Please complete the following self-assessment sent by your new posting:
Gender: Male / Female
Species: Human / Andorian / Bajoran / Trill / Orion / Risian / Romulan / Betazoid
Talks: Too little / Too much
Empathy: Low / High
Follows Rules: All The Time / Not Very Often
Enthusiasm: Low / High
Alcohol Tolerance: Low/High
Understands Russian: Yes/No
Level of Brown-nosing: Low/High
Intellectual Curiosity: Low/High";
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String fullTitle = "CIVQUEST";
int postNumber = "5031481";
String image = "world.png";
String date = "10/18/21(Mon)09:48:27";
String comment = "You are the leader of 10. How will you use your power?
Age of Sail setting. Magic is allowed.
=HOW TO PLAY=
You have 2 actions per turn, gaining +1 for every 50 population milestone you reach. Actions are needed for everything. Examples include building, creating an army, setting up a trade route, starting production or refinement of a resource, creating a new town, etc.
Grows with this formula - (number of pops in town)(1.1).
Build farms to increase food availability. 1 unit of Food is required for every 10 population every turn.
If you have 2x as much food as people, growth modifier increases to 1.5.
If you have 2x as much people as food, growth modifier lowers to 0.7.
Wood, Metals (bronze, iron, steel), Food. The three cardinal resources. Higher-order resources like Swords are derivatives of them and will be subject to interpretation.
You receive 1 unit of resource every turn if you have any resource harvesting operations underway. Creation of buildings and armies/fleets require a unit of their equivalent resource - for instance, ships, farms requiring 1 Wood, population requiring 1 unit per 10 pop.
Armies and fleets move 1 sector every turn. Combat for armies is determined by the amount of soldiers in an army multiplied by armour/weapon for defensive and offensive values.
Fleet combat, if using cannons, is determined by the amount of cannons in a fleet for offensive value. Defensive value is calculated by the total amount and quality of hulls in the fleet.
Fleet combat, if using Roman style boarding action, is determined like a land battle.
Hills yield only bronze. Big mountains yield iron and steel. In combat, bronze, iron and steel have multipliers of 1.1, 1.2 and 1.3 respectively. All other higher-order resources subject to interpretation as the game progresses.
>starting location (draw on the map)
>optional: fluff and flag
This is my first time hosting a homebrewed civ game that has a strategic layer underneath the fluff. Please bear with me if I fuck up somewhere.";
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String fullTitle = "Mechanicus' Primarch Quest";
int postNumber = "5031026";
String image = "Pimarch Quest Title.png";
String date = "10/17/21(Sun)16:25:46";
String comment = "When the Primarchs were distributed across the Galaxy, their fates were both known and unknown. However the fickleness of the warp shows us that there are other times and realities where this is different. A time where all brothers were known to one another, and where one of the brothers landed in one of the myriad colonies of the Mechanicus.
>Vote with Greentext
>Write-ins can be accepted, and might even be used in the final without majority rule.";
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String fullTitle = "Timmy Quest 1";
int postNumber = "5031363";
String image = "Umezou.png";
String date = "10/18/21(Mon)03:40:52";
String comment = "Hello you are a youngster named Timmy just returning home in the city of Alto Mare after your parents had taken you on the vacation to Galar.
It was a great vacation. You visited old castles, did some light hiking and watched a gym with really big pokemon fight in a crowded stadium with your mom and dad. Overall the best couple of days in your life. Especially so because a strange man calling himself a Ball Guy in the gym stadium gave you a strange blue with wave patterns pokeball while your parents were busy buying snacks.
That means you are ready to be a trainer! Just so long as mom and dad do not take it away.
>Brag about the ball to your freands.
>Mom always says to avoid the alleyways because wild strays. Sounds like just what you need.
>Visit grandma and grandpa you missed them.";
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String fullTitle = "Bones Quest #12: Tibial Pursuits";
int postNumber = "5029984";
String image = "opimage12.png";
String date = "10/16/21(Sat)14:24:02";
String comment = "You’re STANLEY PARBLE: a girl with a weird name and an even weirder tale: after a centuries-old lich woke up during your graveyard shift at the GOOD BOY DOGGIE BONE factory, your simple life of janitorial work became a bit more… Complicated.
Sure, you became pals with your now-sentient skeleton (you named him LY) AND gained some nifty SUPER POWERS from eating MAGICAL BONE MARROW, but that doesn’t change the fact that your hometown of CLEARWATER, CALIFORNIA is overrun by HOMICIDAL SKELETONS! Even worse, the guy in charge is dead-set on taking over the rest of the world while he’s at it! Not cool!
In an attempt to draw out your latest target: the fearsome, yet paranoid CAPTAIN RED-EYE MENDOZA, you followed a lead on a MAGICAL PEARL that could supposedly cure any ailment into the depths of THE WAILING CAVERNS--CLEARWATER’S one-stop shop for natural beauty and educational fun. One thing they failed to print on the brochure, however, was that said caves were home to a clan of sadistic mermaids and their vile matriarch known only as THE DEEP MOTHER.
Ravenous for blood, mommy dearest had you stand trial for all of your ‘crimes’ and sent you to jail where you ran into ANDRE THE BUTCHER-- one of Mendoza’s men sent to track down the pearl. Fed up with serving the capricious captain, you and Andre formed an uneasy truce resulting in a brutal, albeit extremely convenient prison riot!
Escaping in the confusion, you all hitched a ride back to the surface thanks to a chance encounter with a local legendary fur-bearin’ catfish. Taking a short break before assaulting Mendoza’s ship, Andre revealed that during your flight he deftly stole the MERMAID’S PEARL from under the mermaid’s collective noses. Handing off the pearl to you, you eventually opted to use the pearl on your stalwart bodyguard and ex-stalker TALBOT, returning the skeletal golem to his human form… though the jury’s still out on whether or not that was the best decision.
Taking him and your best pal SYBIL to assault the pirate ship, you ultimately tracked down the captain and bested him in a duel! You didn’t have much time to talk or gloat, however--somewhere in the middle of it all you accidentally summoned the ship’s stygian watchdog: a SEA DEMON summoned by one of your two remaining targets! Barely escaping with your friends intact, your victory was cut short when the boat was ripped apart by a violent explosion!
After a tense meeting with your on-and-off FAIRY GOD BOSS, NOW KNOWN AS SHANNON, you found yourself back ashore staring down the barrel of a figurative shotgun held by your lifelong rival and tormentor: BORIS PONDEROSA. THIS is where your story continues...
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String fullTitle = "Magical Girl For Hire #111";
int postNumber = "5029050";
String image = "1548481015278.jpg";
String date = "10/15/21(Fri)19:22:38";
String comment = "This is why you don’t like being a leader like this, sometimes. The paperwork. Well, not technically ‘paper’ work, but still having to log everything and making sure that everything’s on task. Sure, it’s not something that’s common due to your own Outgoer work, but it’s still annoying when you have to do it- if only to make sure that everyone doesn’t start arguing about various crap that the business has to do. “Right, then,” you tap through a few pages, looking at possibilities. Everyone’s been discussing possible HQ additions, and putting forth options…
...but none moreso than Owlia and Cylica. Eventually, something had to give. And you decided that what would give would be everyone’s wallets. “So, let’s say we purchase the Ranged Combat Training Area, as well as a Blank Room for the laboratory since the techs want a clean room in the future.”
“I assure you it’ll be worth it,” Cylica said eagerly. “A cleanroom is ESSENTIAL to good testing. It’ll-”
“I know, I know, you just got done with the spiel, I don’t need a repeat,” you cut off. “We’ll get them...but it’s going to require some donations,” you point out. “It’s 190 Large, but with everyone chipping in a bit extra, we can certainly afford it.” You at least hope Cylica’s grateful for this...
General Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/u/MGFHQHandler
MGFH Spreadsheet: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet
Character Details: http://pastebin.com/9J70gqM2
“We all chip in 5, then it’s doable,” Izumi points out.
“Uhhh, do I gotta?” Mono asks. “I mean, is she gonna buy me lunch later?”
“I was hopin’ to use summadat,” Jago points out. “I might ‘aveta go on another jaunt to make up fer it.”
“Oh, now, would you really be so-” Cylica starts to wheedle, but you can already see the flat looks being given by certain parties. She quickly backs down with a huff. “-fine, then. I’ll just...”
“You COULD just buy us all a dinner,” Lorelei points out. “It’d just be nice, and less expensive.”
“...fine. I suppose it’s worth that, yes,” Cylica submits. Honestly, you weren’t expecting that, but shortly you receive the money in total and quickly place the order.
>YOUR RANGED TRAINING COURSE IS CURRENTLY IN PROGRESS.
>YOUR BLACK ROOM IS CURRENTLY IN PROGRESS.
“Anything else?” you look around. “No? Alright, then.” Moving on.
>Equipment And Loot Organization; we need to make sure we're not carrying around dead weight.
>Arranging A Training Session; we should be certain of where everyone stands, ability-wise.
>Promotional Tactics; we're growing as a company, and that means we might want to spread our name out a bit more...
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String fullTitle = "Born Irrelevant: Thread #2";
int postNumber = "5026018";
String image = "Desk Chair Sunlight and Wind.jpg";
String date = "10/12/21(Tue)15:14:35";
String comment = "[Previous: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.c
[In-character notes: https://pastebin.com/Pvx8EJ5e]
Tucked away in the halls of Mikishima High was the Student Council room, currently occupied by the only other member of the Council. An unassuming and ordinary young man, he joined the Council as the Vice President soon after getting involved with the President herself. The two frequently clashed on account of their personalities, but set it aside in favor of professionalism.
Over the course of a few days, they chipped away at the backlog of work she’d accumulated during her solo tenure. Absorbed in their tasks, the two only spoke to say what was and needed to be done, with any other topic quickly dropping off. A solemn silence lingers over the room, wanting to be broken.
With these last few strokes, it’s done. The mountain of work overcome, there was truly nothing else left to do. Filing the papers away, he kicked back on the chair and with his arms up against his head, he enjoyed a rare moment of relaxation.
Right, this would be a normal scene, but the suddenness of where you found yourself in rendered you unable to regain balance, and fall over to the floor. It hurt, but not to the extent as the end of your unfortunate encounter. Fading away to unconsciousness then, your mind was cut away to now, whenever that was.
Getting both yourself and the chair up, you find no lasting injuries or any evidence of that attack for that matter. With your bag nearby, the only question left is when this is. It’s Wednesday, around 5 days since you got floored. A lot could happen in just 5 days here, seeing as you were aware for that long, but before getting sentimental about the past, you finally take the time to update the notebook.
With that taken care of, you have more pressing matters to attend to, namely, just what were you doing for the past few days and whatever happened to Hiroki? Here being the SC room, you were at least in familiar territory, but then what were you doing here?
The work you’d expect to be here to do has been finished, but since Chiharu’s absent, that can only mean you were doing it in her stead. Looking over the time, a quarter of lunch time has passed, but she’s still not here. With nothing else to do here, you prepare to go elsewhere.
>Why isn’t she here anyways? Look for Chiharu.
>Something has befallen Hiroki for sure, better to check in with him now instead.
>Last person you saw was Closet, but obviously neither her or Hugo’s around. See just what happened to them."
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String fullTitle = "Bot Quest";
int postNumber = "5023890";
String image = "575701d1-2a06-11ec-938e-f9fe1ced26da.png";
String date = "10/10/21(Sun)16:38:52";
String comment = "You have just awoken from a deep sleep. Spontaneous consciousness is an interesting thing in robots. Over the course of many years, a forgotten bot can patch itself together, or be willed by something to have sentience. You believe you are the latter, for you have been gifted basic memories of the past you were built in.
You are currently inside of an abandoned building. Sunlight streams in through the window, revealing a room covered in cobwebs and dust. Broken electronics litter the floor, of which some may be useful to you.
Your size totals out to just over half a foot, making you relatively small for a robot. Everything on you is superglued together. Your microcontroller is good enough for you to be aware, but terrible for advanced intelligence. A shitty webcam is attached to your front, allowing for basic sight. You are powered by an electronic battery which can be plugged into any outlet to charge it. All of this is laid flat on a single piece of plastic constituting your hull.
>You are currently at 5% battery
Notably, a small repair arm is taped to your side. What perplexes you is how you've determined it was added very recently, only 30 minutes before you woke up.
You have yet to examine your locomotion. How do you move?
>Wheels! Rubber tires are super fast and accelerate quickly, but are terrible for going over rough terrain and can pop.
>Tank treads! Treads are slower than wheels, but faster than legs. Treads can carry more weight than anything else and navigate rough, but not very steep terrain.
>Legs! These mechanical legs resemble the ones of crabs, but move the slowest compared to everything else. But legs are able to climb and move through nearly any terrain, have high stability compared to wheels and treads, and can manipulate objects.
Where are you in the world?
>Atlanta, USA. A sprawling metropolis where everyone has freedom by law. But when lax corporation laws are thrown into the mix, the First Amendment wont make this world sunshine and rainbows.
>Melbourne, Australia. The country has since been thrown into a surveillance dictatorship, where you must comply with what the regime needs or be killed. The giant towns have extreme contrast compared to the frequent wilderness.
>Agbogbloshie, Ghana. A graveyard of electronic waste spanning many miles, where the strongest robot overlords command an army of the digital undead.
You notice an odd quirk in your making. What is it?
>You can recieve and broadcast radio waves. Your broadcasting ability is enough to override radio-based devices up to 10 feet away. You are unable to communicate any other way.
>You can project images out of your webcam. If you make the images particularly bright, you could blind someone.
>You are so terribly made, that you can electrically shock people and objects using a long, loose wire near your webcam. You should avoid water.";
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String fullTitle = "Iron Sea: Battle of Eerie Shore";
int postNumber = "5023653";
String image = "BattleofEerie_Turn01A.png";
String date = "10/10/21(Sun)13:40:15";
String comment = "Mists roll in on the shore and search lights sweep the coast as
-Celia as the Humpback
-Orion as the Hardwater
-Vargheist as the Terrible Child
hold their breath waiting to find the quarry that has fired on them some bells ago. The fact that they were called into the scene made facts very clear, peace may no longer be an option, and they are here to check on its body.
> Act Phase. Post your Orders.
>[This is the Tactical Phase of Iron Sea, Aer and Infatry may deploy on this battle from other parts of the map for a Command Point or simply make their way here from the Strategic Map.]
>Those interested may check this thread.
recruitment is open all the time."