Plans in motion

Nermeria Longlif attempted to get off her sofa. A tightly gripped hand stopped her, and the hand began to move as she squirmed in exasperation, opening her eyes and realizing that oaf Simon had fallen asleep, and was currently trapping her beneath his **** hand. A fair bit of (weak) shoving later, and Nermeria was freed, standing up and stretching her body. The fire had burned itself out, and it looked to be early morning; Nermeria felt quite wonderful, both physically, and due to the fact that she had a lead.

She checked a notification on her interface.

Buff Gained!

Satisfying Spanking (Duration 24 hours) - Some get energy from coffee, others from a run. You've healed just enough from your voluntary spanking to realize it gives you extra energy, and makes you feel all pepped up! 20% health regen debuff for 12 hours, mobility debuff of 10%, but 20% experience gain. [NPC Only Buff]

"Leaving me so soon?" Simon said in a dazed voice, breaking Nermeria from her focus on the weird buff.

"I have to.....go get a carriage." Nermeria replied, feeling the words spill out of her mouth before she'd even thought of them. She'd thought of needing to get a carriage, but hadn't full decided. Walking was always an option, wasn't it?

Simon raised an eyebrow.

"Heh, hopefully you find one with padding." Simon said, standing himself up and patting Nermeria's ass. "Where are you off too, my fair and honest Rosey?"

Nermeria rolled her eyes internally, touching the dirndl as she thought of her response; the outfit popped onto her, and she began an (unknown) tug-of-war in her mind. No words came from her mind, and she briefly felt like she was short circuiting, especially as pain swelled, and swelled, in her head.

Her GUI dinged.

SYSTEM ERROR - DEBUG MODE: ON

(If you're seeing this and aren't a playertester, plz send a bug report to the devs - screenshot and send it to us with that report, something got messed up!)

ERROR(S) DESCRIPTION:

Error 1 - If NPC- "Rose Richardson *Active*" lies about Argathus's experiment, it violates Stockings of Snug Troth (Lvl. 5 of 5) 'No Lying' Clause. If she tells the truth about Argathus's experiments, it violates Buff - Princess's Blessing due to exposing Argathus's experiments. Logical loop encountered..../////....---%^.....processing....

ENGA----GING AUTOMATIC ER<_>ROR RESOLUTION MODE....REFFERRING TO SUPPLIED PROTO.....<CA...LLS!

RESOLUTION FOUND!

AUTOMATIC RESOLUTION(S) List-

1 ERRORS REMAINING

Error 1 Resolution Found!: Logical loop ended. Any references to Argathus experiments will cause NPC- "Rose Richardson *Active*" to redirect discussion regarding matter. NPC- "Rose Richardson *Active*" will choose most suitable redirection method depending on situation and those asking question. Continued questioning will be handled by system.

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Behavior mo........ion of NPC NPC.Asburn.female......[TEXT BLOCKED TO NON-SUPERUSERS, IF SEEN IN ERROR PLEASE ENSURE SUPERUSER CREDS UP TO DATE]

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AUTOMATIC RESOLUTION SUCESSFUL: 0 Errors Remaining. Thank you for waiting on the solution.

Rose briefly questioned just what the hell those words meant, but realized Simon was still staring at her, awaiting her reply. A part of her mind threw her the statement to use, and she latched onto it. "Just....stuff. Would you like breakfast?"

Her question worked, and she found herself preparing him breakfast; eventually, Simon wished her goodbye, and Rose was happy to allow him to leave, feeling a sense of....relief that she hadn't exposed Argathus's experiments. Wiping off Simon's sloppy kiss, Rose cleaned herself up, feeling as energetic as possible. Walking from her home, she made sure she had everything she'd been able to take.

Flask of water. Knapsack. Baggie full of coppers. Map of the region. Misc. junk. Right. She felt something pulling her to head onto the first carriage out of Asburn, all the way towards that mage's tower.

"Circejul? No direct trips to that swamp." The old man, sitting inside his carriage companies shaky shake.

"What about...indirect?" Rose questioned. She was reading over the table the vendor displayed, and it was making her head hurt like hell; times mixed with dates, which clashed with locations.

"Sure. Take a bit of time. My company half the way, another when we stop off in the city. What's a pretty thing like you need to go there for?" He questioned.

"Oh gosh, I just realized, you're Elman, the man who has all those cool posters up around town!" Rose said, finding herself not so subtly leaning over the counter, letting the man take in his fair share of looks. The NPC didn't seem to know how to react. Her chattering continued, and the man cut her off. Rose realized she'd sounded like a complete idiot, but her strategy had worked! he didn't seem all that interested in asking questions anymore...

Sure, using the stupid sexual perks the game supplied felt slimy, but wasn't that what a true rogue did? Take advantage of their situation as best they might?

"Uh-huh.....we leave at noon today. 2 silver." He said, and Rose parted with the coins. Her GUI dinged.

Item Acquired!:

Ticket for Elman's Carriage Service! - A ticket for your trip. Don't lose it!

Random Encounter Generated! Generating.....Luck<1....Did you mean to do that? (Lvl. 1 of ?).....[DESCRIPTION MISSING]

Rose stopped looking at her GUI and realized her dirndl's top had completely slipped off, meaning she was exposing her nipples to the man; a gust of wind exposed the rest of her body, and she quickly rushed out of the shop. Fleeing to a nearby shaded cove, she felt an adventurer bounce her shoulder, and she stumbled a bit.

Annoying. Soon enough, however, she'd be free of these shackles, with a powerful ability, and looting every single spot, all so that Nermeria would be wealthy. Steeling herself, she waited until the time for the carriage came.

When she'd first started the game, she'd used the carriages. They were instant transport, fading to black and then reappearing at the location. For some reason, Rose doubted that it would be instant.

Thankfully, the person who was driving the carriage was not that pervy Elman, but a barely pixelated character that merely looked like a person. Rose took her seat in the carriage, squirming a bit at the pain from her ass, but also feeling plenty excited. If everything went right, she'd be on her way to liberation.

The first few hours were easy, if a bit boring; Rose passed her time by trying to read the books from the library. Well they were ancient looking tomes, she realized whichever developer had been tasked with placing text in the books had ripped manuals from the Global-net; she was reading copyright material on proper maid procedures. The humor of the situation made her miss the cart stop its jerking, but she did not miss people getting out from the cart.

"Where are we?" Rose asked the pixelated mess of a driver.

"Sto-stop for the night.....roads....n....safe...night..." He said. Right. NPCs couldn't travel at night. That made some stupid sort of logic.

"25 copper? That's highway robbery!" Rose cried after she spoke to the tall, Amazonian looking barkeep. The woman shrugged her shoulders.

"Sorry sweetie. 25 copper or ya sleep outside." She replied. The NPC froze for a second. Rose stared at her. "I need some help, my wench called off for the night. Think you could fill in? Free room and grub if you do."

Rose wondered, eyeing the bar. Damnit. She'd rather spend 25 copper then do that stupid wench minigame again. The No which came from her heart began to reach her lips. Feeling the No fade from her mind and the other part of her smile at the thought of helping someone, and saving money. 25 copper was a lot of money for the dire straits she was in now....

"Sure! Need me to start now?" Rose asked. Her voice was chipper and upbeat, and she tried to ignore the stupid notification from her interface.

Reputation Check - Choice Locked! Due to reputation acquired titled 'Weak-Willed' & Stockings of Snug Troth (Lvl. 5 of 5), you were unable to refuse barkeep's plea for aid!

Rose felt the world shift around her, as she was transported behind the bar, then in front of it with a platter. Things move very quickly after that, and Rose felt herself fall back into the same rhythm she'd had in the bar back in Asburn; except this time, she had two separate areas to tend to. One was full of mostly AFK adventurers and people who were relaxing, the other full of NPCs whomever tried their best to replicate a rowdy bar environment. Of course, whatever 5 year old programmed the NPCs made them think a ''rowdy bar environment' was grabbing her ass and generally harassing her.

Taking it in stride, Rose eagerly collected the combined tips, contributions, and whatever else people gave her, not finding it too easy to turn down a free drink or two. People put up with her usual messups, slowness, and general mistakes, seeming to enjoy them. One patron cajoled her, and soon enough, every NPC, some ranging from just a few pixels to Hi-Definition renders, were asking the wenches name.

"Rosey. Rosey Cheeks, if you tip extra." She said, her feeling of foolishness' at the porno tier line fading as mysteriously fresh looking coppers made their way into her grasps after the one-liner.

By the end, her purse was much heavier, she was stumbling around, and pretty much every patron had disappeared on the NPC side; the adventurers all stayed passively there, most just not logging off the game.

Thinking over her shift as the taverns wench, Rosey felt a bit of pride; she'd gotten copper, and dealt with the stupidity of drunk men and women like a champ. Those suckers had liked her stupid parlor tricks like a beer between the breasts. Truthfully, she was becoming an expert at this whole 'assuming a fake identity' aspect of being rogue, and she was excited to use these abilities as Nermeria.

The Amazonian barkeep gave her a smile.

"Good on ya girlie, always appreciate a hard worker." She said, magically producing some food and large mug of beer. Downing both in record time, Rosey felt herself waver a bit. She needed sleep. Sooner rather then later.

The world, much like when she'd started the wench job, swam a bit as she stumbled to where the barkeep pointed. Her head hit the sack of hay, and Rose tried her best to read the interface before she slipped in darkness. Unable to make most of it out, she tried her best to remind her morning self to check on it. Darkness took her next.

Buff Gained!:

Satisfying Pats (Duration 8 hours) - While it's no substitute for a good spanking, you've been groped and touched enough to hit you like a cup of coffee.

Debuff(s) Gained!:

Blind Drunk (Duration ??) - Your body is more **** then water at this point. Massive negative impact to negative decision making.

Plain Soaked (Duration ??) - Your clothes are soaked with ****, reeking like a saloon.

Name Substitution!:

NPC Title: 'Rose Richardson' is now lesser known then Title: 'Rosey Cheeks'. Name updating as result....process complete!

New Global Title: Rosey Cheeks 'The Maid'; Sub-title(s): 'Doormat', 'Nothing-up-top'

Reputation Spread!:

Congratulations, you've become semi-notorious throughout the land for your conduct and behavior. Thanks for your hard work in Medieval Quest! Keep it up!

Empty-Headed (Lvl. 8). Description- Your continued actions now have given you an airheads aura. Anyone who hears one word from your mouth, or sees you do more then sitting still will be able to tell. You're more prone to being ripped off, but most will under assume your capabilities. Don't worry, smarts aren't everything! (Increased due to errors and slowness in Wench minigame)[LVL 7 LOCKS CERTAIN CHOICES] [LVL 8 ENDOWS TITLE]

Push-Over (Lvl. 8). Description- Your continued lack of a spine has given you a jellyfish's willpower in every interaction . This makes you more likely to be seen as 'innocent' in cases of questionable guilt, but also makes you more likely to be taken advantage of. Just find the right crowd, and you'll be just fine! (Increased due to overall behavior)[LVL 5 LOCKS CERTAIN CHOICES] [LVL 8 ENDOWS TITLE]

Lightweight (Lvl. 4). Description- It's pretty obvious you can't handle more then one or two drinks. This makes you more likely to have drinks bought for you, but increases all **** debuffs by 33 percent. (Given due to continued drinking during wench minigame)

Skill Check - Major Success! Having a seduction above 9, combined with a high charisma, allowed you to charm an entire bar. They won't be forgetting your great service for awhile!

Skill Level Increased! - Wenchdom: Level 89 of 100

By the time Rosey had awoken, she felt herself jerked like a ragdoll, then teleported to the carriage, surrounded by NPCs. Thankfully, her belongings were with her; a pounding headache made her eagerly fall back asleep, forgetting every aspect of the night before.