Trapped in Da'ta Quest 29

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current hp: 2200
current mp 1400
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"Alright" I sigh, almost growling as my wings fold up on my back, the smell of burning and freshly spilled blood making my head foggy as I hold my massive sword in front of me, almost like a shield.

The old armored crone slowly tip toes around me, her withered, boney fingers clasped around a twisted and charred black sword. The one eye girl giggles, her blue hair flowing through the wind as she flips her little knives around her fingers like some kind of carnival performer, or edgy try hard.

The last knight slams the pommel of his sword against his shield, trying to egg me into charging at them and getting cut to little itty bitty mothy bits. My headphone's go silent as they stop, staring at me with mad grins.

Thunder stands onto of little green, his arm blades crossed as my poor little baby cries and whimpers in pain, struggling to try and stand up to come to my aid as Bailey and Blue try to force him back down to floor, Minor's trying to help to, but she isn't doing much.

Little green is hurt, and so am I...at least everyone else seems pretty...okay. You know besides the three monsters standing right in front of them and me.

I glare at them, waiting for them to make a move so I can stop looking at Little green groaning in pain.

But they just stand there, not moving even and inch....and then slowly, oh so slowly inky smoke flows out of their eyes, making them wince in pain as a vague figure appears inside of it all.

"Kroooovach" it says sternly, with a voice like snapping wood and a crackling fireplace...or bonfire "I must say you're quite the...pain"

the voice growls, and sparks fly out of the smoke.
cont

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"Turning against your mother, and simply refusing to...go down easily, I'd be impressed if I was not so furious with your continue existence little fly" the voice says again
"But I am to bring you alive...so I leave you a choice, for once, come quietly, or get your limbs torn of by my help"

What do I say?
[]Oh go find yourself in the alps
[] Want to watch me dance? *reaping dance* 1d100
[] flip him off and turn my headphones up all the way 1d100
[]Hmm, tempting but no, sooo come and try it bucko *Holy flames 1d100 - ??MP*
[] Can I heal my hiver first? it will only take a second
[] Oh, I'm not Krovachi...I'm Katie, Krovachi is out right now but...*flip Major fried around* She just got back *Enter bloody curse*
[] .....*whirlwind* 1d100
[] PRIMO VICTORIA! *holy wrath* -25mp 1d100
[] THUNDER NOW 2d100
[]....fine
[]....Who the fuck are you? Seriously I don't know who you are...smoke guy
[] How about noooo
[] write in

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>[] Want to watch me dance? *reaping dance* 1d100

Rolled 58 (1d100)

>[] How about noooo
>[] Want to watch me dance? *reaping dance* 1d100

Rolled 54, 14 = 68 (2d100)

>[] Want to watch me dance? *reaping dance* 1d100
>[] THUNDER NOW 2d100

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>[]....Who the fuck are you? Seriously I don't know who you are...smoke guy
>[] PRIMO VICTORIA! *holy wrath* -25mp 1d100

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>[] How about noooo
>[] Want to watch me dance? *reaping dance* 1d100

"Yeaaaah" I say shaking my head as I start to run forward, which probably isn't a very good idea all things considered, but it's all I can really do now, right? "How about no, but you can still watch me dance if you want"

The voice growls, and the three knights hold their ground as I run at the closest one, the old woman. She smirks as I swing, cutting through her ratty looking cloak as she leans back. I glare at her and turn to smack her again, but the second I raise up my sword, I hear giggling right behind my back, and something cold and sharp runs across my cheeks

I twist around to smack the one eyed girl away as she starts reaching her arms around my neck, her two knives pointed right at my throat.

She grins widely as I slam the flat of Major into the side of her face, and flips away from me as the knight with the shield charge me. I huff angrily and unfold my wings as I do the same, dragging my heavy blade across the ground, as he tries to slam his broken looking shield into my stomach.

I Swing, and he punches me in the face with his free hand, a second before I lift him off of his feet and send him back to the ground.

My chest is burning, and all the smoke in the air isn't helping me catch my breath at all.
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current HP: 2150
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"Come on little girl" the old woman says, sounding a bit like sam when he tries to sound sweet "Just give up, it's three against one, even with your power you have no chance against all of us"

"Incorrect" Thunder growls as he hops off of little green, unfolding the blades on his arms "you seem to have miscounted, because there are five of us fit for battle here, and only three of you, Why must humans be so prideful like this"

"Hhhrrr" the shield knight growls "Of course...a hiver"

The fight stops for a second, as the knights glance between me and thunder, as the old hiver shambles into the fight, wheezing as smoke rolls around him.
cont

What do I do?
[] pick him up and throw him back behind little green 1d20+Str
[] ARMOR BREAK the shield knigtht 1d100
[]WHIRLWIND 1d100
[] FLURRY OF STRIKES 1d100
[] EN PASSANT the witch 1d100
[] Gutstab the one eyed girl 1d100
[] BURNING WINGS
[] write in

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>[] Gutstab the one eyed girl 1d100
>[] BURNING WINGS
>Tell Green and Thunder to get Bailey and Blue out of here and get reinforcements

Rolled 97 (1d100)

Seconding, we also need clear space if we go bloody curse

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>[] ARMOR BREAK the shield knigtht 1d100
>[] BURNING WINGS
>Tell Green and Thunder to get Bailey and Blue out of here and get reinforcements

Rolled 81 (1d100)

>[] ARMOR BREAK the shield knigtht 1d100
>[] BURNING WINGS

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>[]WHIRLWIND 1d100
>[] BURNING WINGS
>Tell Green and Thunder to get Bailey and Blue out of here and get reinforcements
Firestorm!

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>[] ARMOR BREAK the shield knigtht 1d100
>[] BURNING WINGS

Thunder tries to clear his throat, as more and more smoke swirls around him, slowly hiding him behind a wall of the stuff.Yeah I'm sure of it now, that has be some kind of demon bullcrap then. But thunder keeps walking forward, until he falls on one knees, sounding like he's about the hack out of one his lungs from how bad his coughs sound, like someone running sandpaper against itself.

I wince and frown, and then notice the shield knight is slowly stalking up to him, hiding behind his little piece of metal...leaving his back exposed to me. Wow this guy is a bit of an idiot isn't he?

Well that isn't going to stop me. I smirk, and run towards him, my sword starts glowing a faint, ghostly white as I drag it over the charred ground and grass.

"Can't sneak up on me" Antoss' voice echos through the wind as I hear steel clash with steel, and swing up, just as the knight with the shield turns around, his red eyes going wide as his armor cracks and breaks apart in the middle.

Major friend cuts straight through his shield like butter as I turn, slamming my foot into his now bare and unprotected squishy stomach.

"RUN!" I scream as loudly as I can "THUNDER, GREEN, GET BLUE, MINOR, NBAILEY AND TOORRA OUT OF HERE"

"A..as you wish" green says weakly as he stands up, and the old hag and little miss crazy pants stare at him, and my friends hiding behind him

"Don't you dare" I growl, as my wings burst into silver flames, which grow and twist as I step inbetween the knights and my wounded friend, the other knight wheezing on the grounnd behind me

"Red" Thunder begins to growl

"Don't start" I hiss as little green starts to slowly shamble away, every step making the horsesized bug whine in pain as he tries to keep everyone else from holding him back.

"Just come on big bro, big red can handle this" Blue says sadly as she starts to push green instead of pull

Bailey just frowns, saying nothing, the same as thunder. Minor looks back at me, looking terrified.

cont

"Just get to town and get everyone else' I say smiling as I flap my wings, making the corrupted women in front of me back away, hissing like snakes...or cats "I can handle myself for a minute or two"

"You better" Little green mummers in my head

"Just...don't overdo it" Minor says meekly

"Yeah, I'd never forgive you if you died, again" Bailey says, trying to sound happy

"I...fine" Berry growls as the knight who was vomiting on the floor a few seconds ago starts to stand up, glaring at her as they get to the edge of the hill.

"let them leave, they'd have gotten in the way anyways" the voice in the smoke snickers "Now...rip her legs off"

What do I do?
[] fly up
[] WHIRLWIND 1d100
[] Slam major friend into the ground 1d100
[] HOLY WRATH 1d100 -25mp
[] FLURRY OF STRIKES 1d100
[] Deflect/ Reflect 1d100
[] write in

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>[] FLURRY OF STRIKES 1d100

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>[] WHIRLWIND 1d100

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>[] HOLY WRATH 1d100 -25mp
Remove tainted enemies. REMOVE

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>[] FLURRY OF STRIKES 1d100

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>[] WHIRLWIND 1d100

Wow that actually worked.

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>[] HOLY WRATH 1d100 -25mp

DEUS VULT!

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>[] HOLY WRATH 1d100 -25mp

And the mass of broken metal and vomit slowly turns over to me, as smoke starts to swirl around me and them. I step back, stepping to the left, barely avoid the one eyed girl as she tries to tackle me to the ground like a cat or something.

The old woman's hand blackens as she starts to mumble and chant some weird gibberish, that just sounds she's speaking in reverse actually.

I sigh and...wait, that...my music is back, and It's SABATON!>

I grin widely, smiling a bit like an idiot as I start to blush, mumbling the lyrics to myself as I hold the hilt of my sword to my chest.
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"TO THE SKIES, SEE CAROLUS RISE! I scream, as the flames from my wings wrap around Major friend, and sprout again, half way up it, as I lift it up, cutting a burning gash through the smoke.

The old hag stares at me, and screams in pain as I swing down across her, her face burn as her chest splits open, boiling inky blood flowing out of the massive cut in her stomach. Steam rises out of her as she stumbles back.

"Aaaaah" Antoss' voice sighs "To once again walk among the living, it truly is a gift no"

The hag turns and stumbles back towards me, clutching her eye as it splits open from an unseen blade. And some how she stands back up and.

"GET DOWN!" the shield knight screams, charging me with the broken half of his shield aimed for my throat.

"STOP RIGHT THERE MISS ANGEL!" the one eye girl hisses, as she gets ready to pounce me again

"Shall we dance PRIVATE!" Antoss' voice rings out "There's hell to bring to these heathens, no?"

What do I do?
[] duck down 1d20+speed
[] WHIRLWIND 1d100
[] Gut stab 1d100
[]Deflect the girl 1d100
[] EN PASSANT 1d100
[] try to finish off the crone 1d100
[] Wait you're actually....heheheheahahahah 2d100
[] Slam my sword into the ground 1d100
[] Grab the one eye girl as she jumps at me, and slam her into the ground 1d20+str
[] write in

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>[]Deflect the girl 1d100

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>[] try to finish off the crone 1d100

Rolled 61, 64 = 125 (2d100)

>[] Wait you're actually....heheheheahahahah 2d100

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>[] try to finish off the crone 1d100

Rolled 95 (1d100)

>[] try to finish off the crone 1d100

Rolled 32, 73 = 105 (2d100)

>[] Wait you're actually....heheheheahahahah 2d100

Rolled 29, 33 = 62 (2d100)

>[] Wait you're actually....heheheheahahahah 2d100

The crone tries to get up, her legs shaking as the holy flames continue to pour out of the wounds covering her. She tries to talk, probably to beg for me to spare her or for her so called comrades to help her, which is probably less likely too happen than me letting her live actually.

I'd feel bad for her but...well she's trying to kill me and even worse, hurt my friends. And, I can't forget what she and these other two did to little green. I swing major friend over my shoulder, as the other two knights stop trying to attack me and back away snickering as they vanish into the smoke.

Hmm, well can't say that's unexpected. the crone manage's to roll around, shaking her head as her hood falls off, and her nearly toothless smile turns into a horrified frown, as her glassy eyes stare at me.

"Ple" She tries to say, before an armored boot comes from nowhere, shattering her jaw.

She turns, raising her hand to try to stop the blow, and a second later her hand is gone, as a ghostly blade cuts through it, and I stomp on her stomach before she can scream.

I swing major friend around as she stares at me, and right before I cut her head into pieces, she grins.

"Rise!" the voice in the smoke growls as her skin breaks apart, turning into feathers and webs as a bunch of cawing and rasping tweets rise out of her already broken corpse.

And then, a flock of blood red ravens flies out of her body.

Roll 1d20+dex

Rolled 13 (1d20)

Rolled 18 (1d20)

Rolled 15 (1d20)

Rolled 3 (1d20)

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Rolled 14 (1d20)

Use QST already, fatty

please migrate to /qst/

18+3= 21= bare success
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I blink as the mass of birds flies towards me, screeching and scattering embers as they flap their wings and snap their beaks. I somehow manage to leap out of the way, slamming into the floor as the flock rises up, twisting and curling on itself as it rises into the air, carrying a ghostly arm up with it, as feathers fly out of it.

"TAINTED HELLS!" Antoss shouts angrily "I'll try to keep these things away from you Krovachi, finish the other...BEHIND YOU.


I look over my shoulder and see the shield knight running towards me again.
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Current Mp: 1375
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What do I do?
[] recklessly charge him 1d20+str andspeed
[] Gutstab 1d100
[] EN PASSANT 1d100
[] HOLY WRATH -25 mp 1d100
[] Flurry of strikes 1d100
[] DEFLECT 1d100
[] Try to disarm him 1d100
[] write in

Rolled 30 (1d100)

[] HOLY WRATH -25 mp 1d100
REMOVE

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>[] DEFLECT 1d100

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>[] DEFLECT 1d100

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>[] DEFLECT 1d100

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>[] Try to disarm him 1d100

Please take the thread to qst.

I swing my oversized sword at him, and let go of it with my left hand, letting it drag me along as it falls towards the ground. I struggle to lift it up, just as the knight swings his blade at me. It bounces off the orange end of the blade.

"Oh" he says calmly, as the crows or...ravens..what ever those birds are fly around us, before they get dragged away by some unseen force.

"Oh yeah" I say nodding as I swing, and punch him in the jaw with enough for the make his helmet bend inwards.

I chuckle and.

"HEY HEY HEY!" the girl with one I laughs as she lands onto my back, and something cold slips into my back "What ya doing over here"
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Current hp= 1850
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I look at her, seeing her grin madly, with teeth filed down to a point, looking like a creepy version of Minor's smile. And not even a second later, hear the other knight slamming his sword against his shield

What do I do?
[] throw her off myself 1d20+str
[] turn around, putting her in the line of attack 1d20+speed
[] Burning wings
[] Whirlwind 1d100
[] Slam my sword into the ground 1d100
[] Gutstab the knight 1d100
[] write in

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>[] Burning wings
>[] Whirlwind 1d100

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>[] Burning wings
>[] Whirlwind 1d100

Rolled 52 (1d100)

[] Burning wings
[] Whirlwind 1d100

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>[]] Burning wings
>[] Whirlwind 1d100

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>[] Gutstab the knight 1d100

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>[] Burning wings
>[] Whirlwind 1d100

Heat flows against my back, and the girl's giggles start to sound more like pained whimpers as I pick my massive sword back up with both hands, and twist around as I feel her struggling to hold on, stabbing her knives into the holes of my armor as I cut a new ditch through the ground.

It hurts, but...but she isn't stabbing too deeply, and I've had a lot worse done to me in this body than just getting stabbed in the back a few times.

So I fight through it, and twist around, just in time to see the other remaining knight sigh and hang his head, as I slam the edge of my sword against his helmet, cutting a gash through it before it gets slammed into the floor, flames crawling over him as he struggles to get up.

He turns and growls in rage.

"TAINTED HELLS" He screams as the ravens fall on him, and he tries to run for the fog, as the swarm chases after him "MASTER, CONTROL THE BEASTS"

"Hey stop being sooo hoooot" the girl on my back sniffles as she somehow manages to climb up my back, sinking her knife into my shoulder again.
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Current Hp= 1475
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What do I do?
[] close my wings over her 1d100
[] Rip her off of my back 1d20+str
[] chase the other knight, ignoring her 1d100
[]Gutstab myself, activating bloodcurse and try to stab her 1d100
[] try and heal
[] write in

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>[]Gutstab myself, activating bloodcurse and try to stab her 1d100

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>[] close my wings over her 1d100

Rolled 38 (1d100)

>[]Gutstab myself, activating bloodcurse and try to stab her 1d100

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>[] Rip her off of my back 1d20+str

Rolled 9 (1d100)

>[] close my wings over her 1d100

Seems like we'd be wasting way too much HP if we do it now.

>[] close my wings over her 1d100

Yeah, but we're supposed to be getting backup soon. And I'd rather not use them for healing after the enemies are dead or gone.

I don't even turn to look at her, and just watch the other knight run away from the crows, vanishing into the smoke still swirling around us in a dome, except for the cut of it I ripped out of it.

"HEeeeeeeey" She whines, ripping her knife out of my shoulder as violently as she can "Don't just ignore me like that, don't be ruuude!"

I make my wings close ontop of her, the flames covering them spreading to her as she stabs her knives down and curls up, whimpering as she struggles to hold on.

She drops down and gasps for air, crawling away from me.

I spread my wings, brushing her knives out of my shoulders as I walk towards her, silver flames working its way over her.
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Current Hp= 1275
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And as I raise my sword up to pin her to the ground with my sword, I hear the ravens or crows again, coming right for me

What do I do?
[] stab my sword into the ground
[] give into the bloody curse
[] Try to finish the girl off 1d100
[]Grab the girl and throw her at the birds 1d20+str
[] Dive down
[] write in

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>[] Try to finish the girl off 1d100

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>[] Try to finish the girl off 1d100

>[] give into the bloody curse

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>[] stab my sword into the ground
>[] Try to finish the girl off 1d100

[] stab my sword into the ground

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>[] stab my sword into the ground
>[] Try to finish the girl off 1d100

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>[]Grab the girl and throw her at the birds 1d20+str

Sighing, I let go of the hilt with my left hand, and stab it into the ground behind me with my right. The girl keeps on crawling towards the smoke, till giggling despite the fact she's burning up even as she tries to get away from me.

I walk over to her side, and plant my metal boot on her back, pushing her down as roughly as I can, as the songs in my headphones switches over.
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Eh, not my favourite kind of song, but it is rather fitting for this situation isn't it? I slowly reach down, humming along to the tune as I grab her hand. And rip it from the ground as she claws at it, trying to get out from under me, as I just keep on humming.

She huffs, and frowns, not even looking the slightest bit afraid as I lift her arm up into the air. And start to pull, wrenching it out of its socket with a pop, and I keep pulling, as she grits her teeth, as I start to pull on her arm harder, and harder, hearing it crack under my.

"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" the other knight screams as he slams into me, sending me to the ground, slamming his shield into the back of my head.
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Current hp= 1050
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And he keeps beating it over my head as I hear the girl whine in pain, and start to drag herself away from me.

And...this guy shouldn't be moving this fast with how much I've been beating on him

What do I do?
[] Blood curse?
[]Hug him and burn him 1d100 -?? mp
[] ANTOSS?! 1d100
[] Kick him off of me, and stomp on his stomach 1d20+str
[] Bite his throat 1d100
[] GUTSTAB 1d100
[] write in

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>[] Blood curse?
>[] Bite his throat 1d100

>[] Blood curse?

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>[] GUTSTAB 1d100

Rolled 21 (1d100)

>[] Blood curse?
>[] ANTOSS?! 1d100

>slamming his shield into the back of my head.
But we destroyed his shield?

You cut part of it off, you didn't break it

I mean its called armor break and we did roll very good at it, it seemed reasonable... but whatever

Rolled 37 (1d100)

[X] GUTSTAB 1d100

You broke his armor leaving his entire stomach exposed, you lowered his shield defense as well

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>[] GUTSTAB 1d100

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>[] GUTSTAB 1d100
I'd rather not bloodcurse yet.

He keeps slamming his half of a shield against my head, giving me a real migrain as my headphones start to glitch up and stop.

*heeey...these guys seem to be giving you trouble, Sickly*

Huh...oh it's you again, I groan as I try to push the man off of me, and manage to catch his shield, feeling it's sharpened edge grind against my gauntlet.

*Yes, and this guy is kicking your weakly ass, come on, I know how to fight even better than you've learned, let me spill some blooooood, come on come on come on!*

"NO!" I growl as I push the guy's shield up higher, and manage to force Major friend in between it, sliding it into his gut.

I kick him off and he lands on the ground, wheezing and hold his gut as I hop up and

"YOOOOOHOOOOO!" the girl shouts, I turn and see her running out of the fog, and the arm I nearly tore off of her last time looks perfectly fine now

What do I do?
[] whirlwind 1d100
[] gutstab 1d100
[] recklessly charge her 1d20+str and speed
[] EN PASSANT 1d100
[] deflect 1d100
[] Flurry of strikes 1d100
[] HOLY WRATH -25mp 1d100
[] write in

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>[] EN PASSANT 1d100

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>[] Flurry of strikes 1d100
>[] HOLY WRATH -25mp 1d100
REGEN THIS

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>[] Flurry of strikes 1d100
>[] HOLY WRATH -25mp 1d100

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>[] Flurry of strikes 1d100

Rolled 87 (1d100)

>[] EN PASSANT 1d100
>[] HOLY WRATH -25mp 1d100

I growl, and charge her, dragging my sword through the ground as I get ready to knock her back down to the floor with it. She grins and rolls to the side, stabbing a knife into my side, making me stop and stumble. She grins and giggle, patting my head, right above my fiery eye. I growl and swing at her, and she leaps up and lands onto of Major's blade, and stabs me the arm.

I roar in anger, and swing up, just as my sword gets coated in silver fire again. She stumbles, slashing at me face, but I twist my sword around, and slam her into the ground. She whines and coughs, before she starts to hop back up onto her feet, only for me to swing, cutting open her shirt and leaving a gash through her chest, that spills out boiling blood.
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Current hp= 825
_Current Mp= 1350
She starts to limp away from me, as I hear the other one smacking his shield slowly, and it's getting closer.

*Sooooo, changed your tune yet, come on, it's my body anyways, let me have some fun!*

What do I do?
[] bloody curse
[] tackle the girl 1d20+str and speed
[] Slam my sword behind me 1d100
[] Gut stab 1d100
[] EN PASSANT 1d100
[] Heal myself -10 hp or -25 hp?
[] write in

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>[] bloody curse
>[] Gut stab 1d100

>[] bloody curse

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>...Only if you promise on the sevens name not to hurt my friends or family
>[] Gut stab 1d100
>[] bloody curse

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>[] bloody curse
>[] Gut stab 1d100

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>[] bloody curse
>[] EN PASSANT 1d100

>[] bloody curse

Second, Although it seems like no one else wants her not to brutally murder our friends.

If she would do it at all, making her promise not to is rather hollow and pointless. Not like we can do anything about it if she doesn't keep word.
And thats assuming she even can stop herself.