- Location
- California,USA
No...
Best I can do is Immortality.
Most of the forms of Immortality Suck.
But like One or 2 good forms exist.
...
Yes.
You can also depending on rolls, become her enamy.
But that's par the course.
Legend of Hyboria: Storm of Might and Magic (No SV, travel the Path of Power and Sorcery in the Hyborian Age)
- Thread starter Cyberphilosipher
- Start date
- Mature Fantasy
Best I can do is Immortality.
Most of the forms of Immortality Suck.
But like One or 2 good forms exist.
Yes.
You can also depending on rolls, become her enamy.
But that's par the course.
Joyful_Overkill
satisfaction in knowing your enemy won't survive.
so i assume, `we can follow CONAN's example, and become a king by our own hands, wearing a crown on a troubled brow?
- Location
- California,USA
Yes, but unless you can keep it you'll have a bad time.
- Location
- California,USA
May I have an SV D100 when you can.
Tabascoheath
Unkempt, Evil-eyed Charlatan, and Pseudo-Mystic
- Location
- Your Nearest Orbital Habitat
Last edited:
- Location
- California,USA
Congatulations on the Great ROLL!
Any questions you want answered?
Calling the Vote in 4 hours.
Tabascoheath
Unkempt, Evil-eyed Charlatan, and Pseudo-Mystic
- Location
- Your Nearest Orbital Habitat
How angry is dad? I know I quote the omake on his discovery as "cold anger" but if you had to rate it on a scale of 1-10?
- Location
- California,USA
He would consider our survival a 6.
He's mad, but he prepared for such an eventuality and had backups in place.
Mostly due to being a paranoid madman.
- Location
- California,USA
Calling the Vote
[X] Plan: Back alleys and number crunching
wins.
[X] Plan: Back alleys and number crunching
wins.
The Daily Grind and Reward
- Location
- California,USA
The Daily Grind and Reward
-[X]Chat in the Market: The Market is as always a Social Hub, lets go and talk. Cost: 0, DC:10 Reward: You talk with people and enjoy the company.Rolled: D100 => 54+6=60
"Have you heard of the High Preist's funds being stolen?" A Merchant said.
"Yes...the Night Lady is prowling, best hope that your doors are locked tonight." another said.
"Intriguing." You said making a Note of it.
Reward: Information on a Player in the City.
-[X]Learn your Enemy: The Ghoul here…there are more like it, how did they form, and how did they linger here still. Cost: 0, DC:40 Reward: You learn and plan for this problem, and how it got here in the first place. Rolled:99+10=109
"Well, what are you." You said.
This thing's master remains alive.
What? How did you know that? You've never seen a Vampire before.
And the study of your prey revealed a great many things.
I feel that I know how to Fight these things.
(Continued in:The Study and the Prey)
-[X]Work the Back Room:For a Brothel, a lot goes into it, and you think working a shift in back will endear the locals to you…and get you paid.Cost: 0, DC:50 Reward: Work a Shift in the Back, keep the customers from getting handsy and get paid. Rolled: D100 => 54+12=66
"Well, this is a well-run ship." You said calmly. "But the reputation your girls have are, enjoyable."
"An astute observation, now how do I improve the matter?" The Matron said.
"Well, a free serving of Beer would entice the men, or women, and a more clear manner of service, the experienced ones will be more expensive, and include wine." You said.
She nodded. "Alright, we'll work it for a week, and see how it goes."
It was a limited success, but it was one that paid you.
Reward: You gain +100 Gold, and the Brothel has increaced it prestige ever so slightly.
-[X]Thieving and Thieves: Ahh, thieves, cutthroats, and more, the sort of people you'd like to learn to be friends with, at least out of convenience.Cost: 0, DC:50 Reward: You meet and hopefully learn from local thieves. Rolled: D100 => 95+9=104
The Woman looked at you as you were tied up. "Well, your the one making the Brothel happy."
"And you are helping me…now, boy how old are you?" She said.
"Seventeen Years." You said.
"Charming…Your eyes have the spark of Power, the sort of men that live short yet inspiring lives." She said as she leaned forward.
"I have need of this sort of man." The allure was power, she was seductive and strong and alive?
Who the Hell was this Woman?
No? That wasn't Important! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THIS CITY!
(Continued in The Night Lady of Argos)
-[X]Study Trade Route: Trade is the Lifeblood of people, and knowing them has…advantages. Cost: 0, DC:40 Reward: You Learn the Trade Routes.Rolled: D100 => 35+13=48
Mostly over land routes, and the small river that leads into Shem, there isn't much,but you have options on where to travel.
Reward: The Basic routes have been memorized by you.
-[X]Beg: Mayhapse is a Show of piety, or a show of desperation, but kindness may exist in this place however little there is.Cost: 0, DC:40 Reward: You Beg for Coin, and hope for kindness.
Rolled: D100 => 58+2=60
You looked at your small Bowl and smiled. "Twenty Coins."
Not a lot, but perfect.
Reward: +20 Gold.
-[X]Meditate on your Mana: Mana, the Soul energy that powers Magic, you need to feel it, nurture it and above all care for it, your life energy can be used as a supplement but such a risk is not wise, even you can see that.Cost: 0, DC:60 Reward: You meditate and learn more about Mana Proper. Rolled: D100 => 98+8=106
"Oh…OH My…."
SO that's what a Soul looks like? The Dream was an Image of Fire and LIGHT!
(Continued in: The Soul Flame)
Mana Recovory: D4 => 3
Disaster Roll: D100 => 98
Oh…Well.
So this is what they meant by Politics?
What the hell is that thing!
AND WHY IS THE HIGH PRIEST BOWING TO IT!
(To Be Revealed in: The Study and the Prey)
AN: Well, Its time to get this story on the Road, And no better way for you to get involved in the plot, then get involved in someone else's story.
Your still somehow the Hero in this one too.
Enjoy.
-[X]Chat in the Market: The Market is as always a Social Hub, lets go and talk. Cost: 0, DC:10 Reward: You talk with people and enjoy the company.Rolled: D100 => 54+6=60
"Have you heard of the High Preist's funds being stolen?" A Merchant said.
"Yes...the Night Lady is prowling, best hope that your doors are locked tonight." another said.
"Intriguing." You said making a Note of it.
Reward: Information on a Player in the City.
-[X]Learn your Enemy: The Ghoul here…there are more like it, how did they form, and how did they linger here still. Cost: 0, DC:40 Reward: You learn and plan for this problem, and how it got here in the first place. Rolled:99+10=109
"Well, what are you." You said.
This thing's master remains alive.
What? How did you know that? You've never seen a Vampire before.
And the study of your prey revealed a great many things.
I feel that I know how to Fight these things.
(Continued in:The Study and the Prey)
-[X]Work the Back Room:For a Brothel, a lot goes into it, and you think working a shift in back will endear the locals to you…and get you paid.Cost: 0, DC:50 Reward: Work a Shift in the Back, keep the customers from getting handsy and get paid. Rolled: D100 => 54+12=66
"Well, this is a well-run ship." You said calmly. "But the reputation your girls have are, enjoyable."
"An astute observation, now how do I improve the matter?" The Matron said.
"Well, a free serving of Beer would entice the men, or women, and a more clear manner of service, the experienced ones will be more expensive, and include wine." You said.
She nodded. "Alright, we'll work it for a week, and see how it goes."
It was a limited success, but it was one that paid you.
Reward: You gain +100 Gold, and the Brothel has increaced it prestige ever so slightly.
-[X]Thieving and Thieves: Ahh, thieves, cutthroats, and more, the sort of people you'd like to learn to be friends with, at least out of convenience.Cost: 0, DC:50 Reward: You meet and hopefully learn from local thieves. Rolled: D100 => 95+9=104
The Woman looked at you as you were tied up. "Well, your the one making the Brothel happy."
"And you are helping me…now, boy how old are you?" She said.
"Seventeen Years." You said.
"Charming…Your eyes have the spark of Power, the sort of men that live short yet inspiring lives." She said as she leaned forward.
"I have need of this sort of man." The allure was power, she was seductive and strong and alive?
Who the Hell was this Woman?
No? That wasn't Important! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THIS CITY!
(Continued in The Night Lady of Argos)
-[X]Study Trade Route: Trade is the Lifeblood of people, and knowing them has…advantages. Cost: 0, DC:40 Reward: You Learn the Trade Routes.Rolled: D100 => 35+13=48
Mostly over land routes, and the small river that leads into Shem, there isn't much,but you have options on where to travel.
Reward: The Basic routes have been memorized by you.
-[X]Beg: Mayhapse is a Show of piety, or a show of desperation, but kindness may exist in this place however little there is.Cost: 0, DC:40 Reward: You Beg for Coin, and hope for kindness.
Rolled: D100 => 58+2=60
You looked at your small Bowl and smiled. "Twenty Coins."
Not a lot, but perfect.
Reward: +20 Gold.
-[X]Meditate on your Mana: Mana, the Soul energy that powers Magic, you need to feel it, nurture it and above all care for it, your life energy can be used as a supplement but such a risk is not wise, even you can see that.Cost: 0, DC:60 Reward: You meditate and learn more about Mana Proper. Rolled: D100 => 98+8=106
"Oh…OH My…."
SO that's what a Soul looks like? The Dream was an Image of Fire and LIGHT!
(Continued in: The Soul Flame)
Mana Recovory: D4 => 3
Disaster Roll: D100 => 98
Oh…Well.
So this is what they meant by Politics?
What the hell is that thing!
AND WHY IS THE HIGH PRIEST BOWING TO IT!
(To Be Revealed in: The Study and the Prey)
AN: Well, Its time to get this story on the Road, And no better way for you to get involved in the plot, then get involved in someone else's story.
Your still somehow the Hero in this one too.
Enjoy.
Tabascoheath
Unkempt, Evil-eyed Charlatan, and Pseudo-Mystic
- Location
- Your Nearest Orbital Habitat
What the hell are these rolls? I'm loving it so far though.
Magoose
SV's Questing Fanatic
- Location
- California USA
- Pronouns
- He
The Magoose Dice are spreading.
- Location
- California,USA
Crom decided with Mithra that you needed to go adventuring...and made you stumble into one.
No these are the Cyber Dice, they care only about story!
The Night Lady of Argos
- Location
- California,USA
The Night Lady of Argos
(Alatu POV)
The Woman looked at you as you were tied up. "Well, your the one making the Brothel happy."
"And you are helping me…now, boy how old are you?" She said.
"Seventeen Years." You said.
"Charming…Your eyes have the spark of Power, the sort of men that live short yet inspiring lives." She said as she leaned forward.
"I have need of this sort of man." The allure was power, she was seductive and strong and alive?
Who the Hell was this Woman?
No? That wasn't Important! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THIS CITY!
"Who the hell are you?" You said.
"I AM THE ONE ALL MEN FEAR!" The Great Hammy behavior started. "I AM THE ROUGE of Aquilonia, The Shadow of Shem-"
"I've never even heard of you." You said.
"The Shar Swiper of Zingara!" SHe continued ignoring you.
"Why are you even doing this?" You said.
"And the Night Lady of Argos." She finished as you looked at her with a blank expression and confusion.
"I'm a thief and rogue, you know I steal shit for a living?" She said.
"Oh No I get that but, uhh, why me in particular?" You said.
"I'm trying to build a rogues guild in the city and as you know its rather politically unstable as of late and I'm planning on using you as a go between. Because your powerful and seem to be able to handle yourself admirably." She said.
"I BARELY have any idea whats going on in this fucking city! I just want coin and a bed to sleep in and to stay away from the slavers!" You said.
She looked at you confused and perplexed. "Wait your not a skilled warrior?"
"Nope." You said.
"You have eyes that show you have touched great,Power! So you're a Sorcerer of some renown or at least power?" She asked.
"No…I only have power over an unwieldy spell that might kill me if I use it."You said. "And I don't think I have the energy to try it now."
"Great that damned preist in Hyperborea told me I'd meet a man with eyes of primordial power, not some barely cognate fool living in a whorehouse." She said.
"Oh I'm sorry I'm half a year out of Slavery and have no real idea what I'm doing." You sighed.
"Oh do you even know how bad things are here?!" She said.
"NO!" You shouted.
She nodded. "Well the City is recovering from being ruled over by a Servant of Set, and then a Cult of some unpronounceable god, and then we had something of a political upheaval I have no idea about and we're here now."
"Oh, I don't get any of this." You said.
"To dumb it down, if you were paying attention, the City is in Chaos, and I'm planning on filling the power vacuum." She said. "Via Thievery riches and solving this off the mystery."
"So what does this have to do with me?" You said.
"I'm going to use you to make sure that happens." She said. "I'm not going to take no for answer."
You were tied up and didn't have much of a choice. You best get something out of it. "Alright, what do you have to pay me?"
"You get the run of the old Governor Palace's riches, you've never noticed that no one's gone in or out of it in months?" She said. "Rumor is that the guy in charge is a recluse who fears his end via Prophecy and wishes to avoid that fate…among other things." She said.
"So all of this is because he's a nut and doesn't want to go outside?" You said.
"Yep and the man who was running the show before was…well it's complicated." She said.
Well, she was offering Payment for this job?
So you have nothing left to lose.
"Alright…I'll do it." You said.
"Splendid I'll let you know when the time is right." She said. "The Name's Noa by the way I hope we can steal, fuck and fight our way to an early grave together."
The Ropes came undone as you sighed. "What have I gotten into.
Reward: +1 Intrigue gained.
Information on the Situation in Argos Acquired.
Gain Noa "The Night Lady of Argos" as a Temporary Party Member for questing.
AN: Well the first hint of more things. PLUS a Tempoary Party Member to throw at that Ghoul, this is nice
Enjoy!!
(Alatu POV)
The Woman looked at you as you were tied up. "Well, your the one making the Brothel happy."
"And you are helping me…now, boy how old are you?" She said.
"Seventeen Years." You said.
"Charming…Your eyes have the spark of Power, the sort of men that live short yet inspiring lives." She said as she leaned forward.
"I have need of this sort of man." The allure was power, she was seductive and strong and alive?
Who the Hell was this Woman?
No? That wasn't Important! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THIS CITY!
"Who the hell are you?" You said.
"I AM THE ONE ALL MEN FEAR!" The Great Hammy behavior started. "I AM THE ROUGE of Aquilonia, The Shadow of Shem-"
"I've never even heard of you." You said.
"The Shar Swiper of Zingara!" SHe continued ignoring you.
"Why are you even doing this?" You said.
"And the Night Lady of Argos." She finished as you looked at her with a blank expression and confusion.
"I'm a thief and rogue, you know I steal shit for a living?" She said.
"Oh No I get that but, uhh, why me in particular?" You said.
"I'm trying to build a rogues guild in the city and as you know its rather politically unstable as of late and I'm planning on using you as a go between. Because your powerful and seem to be able to handle yourself admirably." She said.
"I BARELY have any idea whats going on in this fucking city! I just want coin and a bed to sleep in and to stay away from the slavers!" You said.
She looked at you confused and perplexed. "Wait your not a skilled warrior?"
"Nope." You said.
"You have eyes that show you have touched great,Power! So you're a Sorcerer of some renown or at least power?" She asked.
"No…I only have power over an unwieldy spell that might kill me if I use it."You said. "And I don't think I have the energy to try it now."
"Great that damned preist in Hyperborea told me I'd meet a man with eyes of primordial power, not some barely cognate fool living in a whorehouse." She said.
"Oh I'm sorry I'm half a year out of Slavery and have no real idea what I'm doing." You sighed.
"Oh do you even know how bad things are here?!" She said.
"NO!" You shouted.
She nodded. "Well the City is recovering from being ruled over by a Servant of Set, and then a Cult of some unpronounceable god, and then we had something of a political upheaval I have no idea about and we're here now."
"Oh, I don't get any of this." You said.
"To dumb it down, if you were paying attention, the City is in Chaos, and I'm planning on filling the power vacuum." She said. "Via Thievery riches and solving this off the mystery."
"So what does this have to do with me?" You said.
"I'm going to use you to make sure that happens." She said. "I'm not going to take no for answer."
You were tied up and didn't have much of a choice. You best get something out of it. "Alright, what do you have to pay me?"
"You get the run of the old Governor Palace's riches, you've never noticed that no one's gone in or out of it in months?" She said. "Rumor is that the guy in charge is a recluse who fears his end via Prophecy and wishes to avoid that fate…among other things." She said.
"So all of this is because he's a nut and doesn't want to go outside?" You said.
"Yep and the man who was running the show before was…well it's complicated." She said.
Well, she was offering Payment for this job?
So you have nothing left to lose.
"Alright…I'll do it." You said.
"Splendid I'll let you know when the time is right." She said. "The Name's Noa by the way I hope we can steal, fuck and fight our way to an early grave together."
The Ropes came undone as you sighed. "What have I gotten into.
Reward: +1 Intrigue gained.
Information on the Situation in Argos Acquired.
Gain Noa "The Night Lady of Argos" as a Temporary Party Member for questing.
Name:Noa of Hyperborea
Age: 23
Health: 5.0
Fertility: 100%
Mana: ????
Stats:
Diplomacy: D12 => 1+4=5 (A Flirt, and a Lier, her Charm is only Skin deep.)
Martial: D12 => 11 (Trained in the hostile reaches of Hyperborea and their ways of war)
Stewardship
12 => 9 (Knows to care for herself and little else)
Intrigue: D12 => 11+4=15 (A Professional trained in the City of Thieves, a rare find for someone so skilled so young)
Learning: 10 (Literate, and witty, Her side hustle is teaching other thieves how to read)
Piety:12 (A Devot child of Mithra, all the hymns and prayers have been memoriezed. Then again her mother left her in a convent.)
Occult:1 (Magic and the Arcane are locked to her.)
Traits:
The Night Lady of Argos: You are the Night Lady of Argos, the only professionally trained Theif in the City and by skill an influence; a Power broker. (+10 to all intrigue and thieving-related rolls on adventures, Chance to find hidden traps and loot available. If morals are tested roll a dice to decide to leave or save your partner.)
Professional Theif: You are a professional born thief, having picked up the trade from the catspaws and highwaymen of the Hyborian Age. (+4 Intrigue, Diplomacy, +5 to Intrigue Actions, -5 to all Diplomacy Rolls you foul-mouthed fool)
Age: 23
Health: 5.0
Fertility: 100%
Mana: ????
Stats:
Diplomacy: D12 => 1+4=5 (A Flirt, and a Lier, her Charm is only Skin deep.)
Martial: D12 => 11 (Trained in the hostile reaches of Hyperborea and their ways of war)
Stewardship
12 => 9 (Knows to care for herself and little else)Intrigue: D12 => 11+4=15 (A Professional trained in the City of Thieves, a rare find for someone so skilled so young)
Learning: 10 (Literate, and witty, Her side hustle is teaching other thieves how to read)
Piety:12 (A Devot child of Mithra, all the hymns and prayers have been memoriezed. Then again her mother left her in a convent.)
Occult:1 (Magic and the Arcane are locked to her.)
Traits:
The Night Lady of Argos: You are the Night Lady of Argos, the only professionally trained Theif in the City and by skill an influence; a Power broker. (+10 to all intrigue and thieving-related rolls on adventures, Chance to find hidden traps and loot available. If morals are tested roll a dice to decide to leave or save your partner.)
Professional Theif: You are a professional born thief, having picked up the trade from the catspaws and highwaymen of the Hyborian Age. (+4 Intrigue, Diplomacy, +5 to Intrigue Actions, -5 to all Diplomacy Rolls you foul-mouthed fool)
AN: Well the first hint of more things. PLUS a Tempoary Party Member to throw at that Ghoul, this is nice
Enjoy!!
Tabascoheath
Unkempt, Evil-eyed Charlatan, and Pseudo-Mystic
- Location
- Your Nearest Orbital Habitat
So we've got a mage and a rogue, I wonder whose next.
Joyful_Overkill
satisfaction in knowing your enemy won't survive.
Alatu's bizarre adventure continues.
- Location
- California,USA
Who know's you'll find out.
Or just Basic DND Shanagins.
- Location
- California,USA
May I have a d20 dice Roll please?
Magoose
SV's Questing Fanatic
- Location
- California USA
- Pronouns
- He
The Soul Flame
- Location
- California,USA
The Soul Flame
(Alatu POV)
"Oh…OH My…."
SO that's what a Soul looks like? The Dream was an Image of Fire and LIGHT!
"Uhh."You started.
"QUIT FUCKING GROVELING and acting like a dumbfounded idiot!"The flame said.
The shock left you dumbfounded, continuing to annoy the flame in front of you.
"YOU'RE DOING IT AGAIN! Stop it!" He said.
"Well you haven't done much to actually alleviate my confusion on what you are." You said.
"I am you dumbass." He said.
Impossible, Slaves don't have souls! And if they did they get thrown into the fires of hell, reincarnated to live their lives as slaves again…or used as sacrifices to their betters. Your Master said so.
The Other Slaves said so and even the Priest said so.
Wait what to do now?
"Hello." You said with an unconscious wave.
"At least you have your manners." He said, the form taking a more humanoid shape of a man, not a woman but the masculine voice remained your voice.
"What's going on?" You asked.
"You worked yourself to the bone begging and working for the Brothel that you fell into a deep sleep…deep enough to meet me in the Land of Dreams." He said.
"The land of Dreams?" You said.
"Yes a higher realm is only available to dreams in the Unconscious form, we are safe here for now, though do try to be careful, the locals here are not pleasant." He said.
You had too many questions, land of dreams? You've heard of men dying suddenly in their sleep many times before but you've never been able to direct the actual cause of their deaths. Alas you found the answer.
"Their souls were eaten?" You said.
The flame seemed to brighten like a smile. "At least you are still quick on the uptick even now. But the fact you figured it out so quickly means you are aware now."
"That's bad?" You asked.
"Incredibly so, we don't have much time now, your nature…it is different then the rest." He said.
"What does that mean?" You said.
"It means the feeling of power you have is a bit more different then the regular sorcerous that come here. And that means a bit more trouble." He said.
"Oh great even in my dreams I can't find an escape from my troubles!" You said. "That's just wonderful."
"Well, its the price you've paid for power and influence that comes with the Magics of Light and Dark. The fact you haven't been driven mad from it is…a sign of mental fortitude and willpower."
"What happens if I don't have a great deal of Will?" You said.
"You'd be eaten by nightmares." He said. "And that's one of the more humane ways to die here."
The Flame then flickered. "The Dark one's are coming, servents of Great Old Ones."
"Can't we just-" You started.
"Your not skilled enough to fight them, these are Dream Walking Cultists they'd tear you apart. I think they worship Narlytep."He said.
The Flame then took upon your face. "There are things I need to give you…you'll find more of the gifts in time…but this boon must be given."
You understood. "Do it."
"I like the fact you have no fear. Just like your ancestors." He said.
The Boon: 17
1-A Memory of Mother
2-A Memory of Father
3-A Memory of the Homeland Taken
4-The Gaze of the Snake
5-The Storm King's Great Mystery
6-The Devine Dancers
7-The Giant Slayers Tome
8-The Soul Hunger of Achaeron
9-The Nordhimer's Snow storm
10-The Gaze of Crom
11-The Shemite Wanderer
12-Mitra's Judgement
13-Asura's Wrath
14- Ymir's Duty
15-Avalon's Ascension
16-The Silver Hand of Nuda
17-Ibis's Wisdom
18-Mark of Ishtar
19-The Antediluvian Mark
20- Deus's Thanks
Boon Gained: Ibis's Wisdom: You have gleaned a glimpse of higher wisdom born from Iblis. The God of Knowlage has not marked you, but he has at least given you a sense of direction. (-5% DC difficulty on casting Spells +1 Learning)
Finally you awaken to a new day.
Reward: You now know your Mana amount and have learned of the Dreamlands.
Beware the Land of Dreams.
And Pet a Cat.
AN: Dream's are weird, Lovecraft Dreams are trippy as hell.
(Alatu POV)
"Oh…OH My…."
SO that's what a Soul looks like? The Dream was an Image of Fire and LIGHT!
"Uhh."You started.
"QUIT FUCKING GROVELING and acting like a dumbfounded idiot!"The flame said.
The shock left you dumbfounded, continuing to annoy the flame in front of you.
"YOU'RE DOING IT AGAIN! Stop it!" He said.
"Well you haven't done much to actually alleviate my confusion on what you are." You said.
"I am you dumbass." He said.
Impossible, Slaves don't have souls! And if they did they get thrown into the fires of hell, reincarnated to live their lives as slaves again…or used as sacrifices to their betters. Your Master said so.
The Other Slaves said so and even the Priest said so.
Wait what to do now?
"Hello." You said with an unconscious wave.
"At least you have your manners." He said, the form taking a more humanoid shape of a man, not a woman but the masculine voice remained your voice.
"What's going on?" You asked.
"You worked yourself to the bone begging and working for the Brothel that you fell into a deep sleep…deep enough to meet me in the Land of Dreams." He said.
"The land of Dreams?" You said.
"Yes a higher realm is only available to dreams in the Unconscious form, we are safe here for now, though do try to be careful, the locals here are not pleasant." He said.
You had too many questions, land of dreams? You've heard of men dying suddenly in their sleep many times before but you've never been able to direct the actual cause of their deaths. Alas you found the answer.
"Their souls were eaten?" You said.
The flame seemed to brighten like a smile. "At least you are still quick on the uptick even now. But the fact you figured it out so quickly means you are aware now."
"That's bad?" You asked.
"Incredibly so, we don't have much time now, your nature…it is different then the rest." He said.
"What does that mean?" You said.
"It means the feeling of power you have is a bit more different then the regular sorcerous that come here. And that means a bit more trouble." He said.
"Oh great even in my dreams I can't find an escape from my troubles!" You said. "That's just wonderful."
"Well, its the price you've paid for power and influence that comes with the Magics of Light and Dark. The fact you haven't been driven mad from it is…a sign of mental fortitude and willpower."
"What happens if I don't have a great deal of Will?" You said.
"You'd be eaten by nightmares." He said. "And that's one of the more humane ways to die here."
The Flame then flickered. "The Dark one's are coming, servents of Great Old Ones."
"Can't we just-" You started.
"Your not skilled enough to fight them, these are Dream Walking Cultists they'd tear you apart. I think they worship Narlytep."He said.
The Flame then took upon your face. "There are things I need to give you…you'll find more of the gifts in time…but this boon must be given."
You understood. "Do it."
"I like the fact you have no fear. Just like your ancestors." He said.
The Boon: 17
1-A Memory of Mother
2-A Memory of Father
3-A Memory of the Homeland Taken
4-The Gaze of the Snake
5-The Storm King's Great Mystery
6-The Devine Dancers
7-The Giant Slayers Tome
8-The Soul Hunger of Achaeron
9-The Nordhimer's Snow storm
10-The Gaze of Crom
11-The Shemite Wanderer
12-Mitra's Judgement
13-Asura's Wrath
14- Ymir's Duty
15-Avalon's Ascension
16-The Silver Hand of Nuda
17-Ibis's Wisdom
18-Mark of Ishtar
19-The Antediluvian Mark
20- Deus's Thanks
Boon Gained: Ibis's Wisdom: You have gleaned a glimpse of higher wisdom born from Iblis. The God of Knowlage has not marked you, but he has at least given you a sense of direction. (-5% DC difficulty on casting Spells +1 Learning)
Finally you awaken to a new day.
Reward: You now know your Mana amount and have learned of the Dreamlands.
Beware the Land of Dreams.
And Pet a Cat.
AN: Dream's are weird, Lovecraft Dreams are trippy as hell.
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Tabascoheath
Unkempt, Evil-eyed Charlatan, and Pseudo-Mystic
- Location
- Your Nearest Orbital Habitat
That 5% casting buff is going to be real nice when dear old dad comes knocking, though I'm sure we still have a ways to go before we can suitably kick his ass, and that +1 to leaning will be very nice indeed.
- Location
- California,USA
We are now as intelligent as a High School Dropout!
Via Natural Intellect and bare-bones education!
By god we are gonna need it when the quest to deal with the Cities DnD plot comes up.
The Study and the Prey
- Location
- California,USA
The Study and the Prey
(Alatu POV)
You looked at the Scroll as you listened to the regaling of the past Twenty or so years.
"And when the Governor had driven the terrors from the city he heard a prophecy of terror and strife that drove him to madness and locked himself in the place out of fear, that is when we arrived to pick up what little pieces remain in the aftermath of the power struggle," Emia said.
Putting the scroll down, you looked at the older woman, "So this entire situation is a Governor/Petty king hearing a prophecy so terrifying that he drove himself to madness trying to avoid it."
"Pretty much Alatu, the situation has been simmering to an all-out war between the Priests, the Padfoots, Merchants, and my poor fellows." She said. "It's quite fitting."
The Moaning from the Basement gave a chorus to the mass of conversation and chatter, an unpleasant reminder that danger remains.
"Varnae, that is the Dark God's Name that blighted the City?" You said seeing the drawing of a skull.
"Yes, he and his damned children had the run of the place, ruling from the shadows, and whispering promises and poisons as they fed." She said.
You nodded. "How do you know all of this?"
"I was there when the great purge happened." She said.
The moaning continued. "I'm going to see what the monster is, beyond being a Ghoul."
She rolled her eyes, "You've gained your balls back since the last time you've seen it, I'll give you that."
You walked toward the door, lightly twirling your AX. "I've achieved insurance."
"Don't lose a limb we can't reattach it!" She shouted.
Martial Roll: Dodge the Lunge
DC:50
Rolled: D100 => 63+10=73
You opened it slowly and exhaled, and waited for one heartbeat.
Two Heartbeats.
Three….
"*GROWWL*" It said as you rolled forward as the door slammed shut, leaving you locked within the basement cellar.
You felt calm the terror leaving your body as you saw it, clear as day the Ghoul stared deep into your eyes with its remaining eyeball. Its stench and terror all apparent as you.
Yet you saw it not…attack, something was holding it back.
Occult Roll: Why is it holding back?
DC:???
Rolled: D100 => 93+8=101
It was intelligent and willful.
Something terrible and grave happened to him, whoever this was?
Varnae controlled these husks yes…but this willful being held something from him still. A small spark of humanity that could not be extinguished in life or death it seemed.
It was bitter, to have been free and have all the spark of life taken from him and turned into naught but a monster living a nightmare unable to scream or even think of a way to kill one's self to release you.
You prayed to Iblis that some part of him was in a restful place not trapped in the body that remained.
"I hope you don't remember who you were." You said as it pointed at the hole within the basement, something you've not noticed, and with it ropes and bonds.
"Whoever did this didn't turn you, he wanted you to suffer." You said as it finally lunged at you, the spell of humanity broken.
Martial/Learning Roll: Chain the Monster
DC:95
Rolled: D100 => 99+10+14=123
In a Roll and flash you were able to tackle it first by restaining its Jaw and hands in a wrestling headlock, tying it into the floor leaving it to flail and growl as its attempts to feed and eat you were thwarted by your Cimmerian Grandfather strength that flowed within you.
And finally it was over…it lay on the ground, bound, and while dangerous, the worse of its ability to kill was neutralized.
How am I still alive? You thought as the realization of what you had done.
Then again, that was a question for another time.
Now came to see who this was?
Learning: Who was this man?
DC:???
Rolled: D100 => 98+14=112
You looked into the eyes of the Ravenous human turned Husk and held out your hand for a moment and looked at the eyes.
His name was Ril Arfan, a man at arms for the Governor,and he was a hunter, he was killed nearly Seven moons ago, his father had killed himself when he never returned.
You nodded in disgust as you crawled into the hole the monster had pointed at.
As you crawled into the hole, shouting and chanting became apparent.
This was a cult ritual…and you knew not where you were, only that you were going towards it.
"This is fucking stupid." You said noting your famous last words as you entered in a nook within this underground temple, or makeshift temple.
You stared as the darkness hid you.
"FOR VARNAE HAS SPOKEN IN THE DREAMS OF US! THAT THE RECKONING WILL COME! AND OUR GOAL OF RULING THIS CITY WILL BE ACHIVED!" The Voice said as you leaned slightly.
Oh…Well.
So this is what they meant by Politics?
What the hell is that thing?
Learning: Identify the Vampire(s)?
DC:75
Rolled: D100 => 79+14=83
In the dim light you could see the crowd and a large figure of a man, in gaudy holy robes, worn only by a Mithran High Preist, the cities high prest was a worshiper of a vampire..
What they were bowing /congregating around was a large slab structure that could only be a vampire's tomb.
"Though our Great Brother of the Clan of Nosferatu will not rise, as the blood is insufficient to wake he is gaining strength! And Soon he shall awake! And we will bring the flame of the reckoning on these LESSERS!" He said.
I have to get out of here.
You crawled away into the tunnel as you heard fear of the laughing of an angry god.
-----------------
You crawled into the bar as you placed your head on the countertop. "There's a fucking Nosferatu in this city, and the damn High Preist is leading a cult of Varnae."
Emia nodded. "Only one though, we made sure to kill most of the ones that were here when the first purge came."
You lifted your head. "Eyes of Power?"
"The Same as yours, though I work for the High Temple of Ishtar in Koth, the women here are my Diciphels." She said. "I was sent here to find a source of Bloodsuckers who have been raiding the countryside of my homeland."
You nodded. "Figures. I thought you were vampires."
She smiled. "We are only here to kill these monsters and leave, the High Temple of Mithra will not tolerate us when they find us here."
"Hence the Whorehouse." You said.
"Its the last place they'd actually look." She said. "Rest Child, the time for action will come, and order will be restored."
You then sighed as you recalled the Ghoul you left tied up in the basement.
That thing's master remains alive.
What? How did you know that?
I feel that I know how to Fight these things.
Reward: Gain +1 Martial.
Trait revealed: Cimmerian Strength: Your Grandfather was a Cimmerian Warrior who had fathered mother in the slave pits, you have inherited his strength and build it seems. (+1 Martial, +5 to all combat rolls while unarmed.)
Quest A Ghoulish Problem has been bypassed.
Quest Revealed:
The Blades of Ishtar and the Blood of Storm: So as it turns out we're in the middle of a Vampire Hunting Party and they wish to kill the cult and the Vampire they missed in their great purge. The Pay is good…as well as the Danger.
Quest Difficulty: Medium (You will be apart of an Anti-Vampire Raid).
Reward: A Choice of Loot from the Vampire Cult's Treasure.
AN: So minor study of an issue reveals the Coverup of a lifetime.
Also Ishtar's Cult is around and they are packing the works.
Enjoy this revelation.
(Alatu POV)
You looked at the Scroll as you listened to the regaling of the past Twenty or so years.
"And when the Governor had driven the terrors from the city he heard a prophecy of terror and strife that drove him to madness and locked himself in the place out of fear, that is when we arrived to pick up what little pieces remain in the aftermath of the power struggle," Emia said.
Putting the scroll down, you looked at the older woman, "So this entire situation is a Governor/Petty king hearing a prophecy so terrifying that he drove himself to madness trying to avoid it."
"Pretty much Alatu, the situation has been simmering to an all-out war between the Priests, the Padfoots, Merchants, and my poor fellows." She said. "It's quite fitting."
The Moaning from the Basement gave a chorus to the mass of conversation and chatter, an unpleasant reminder that danger remains.
"Varnae, that is the Dark God's Name that blighted the City?" You said seeing the drawing of a skull.
"Yes, he and his damned children had the run of the place, ruling from the shadows, and whispering promises and poisons as they fed." She said.
You nodded. "How do you know all of this?"
"I was there when the great purge happened." She said.
The moaning continued. "I'm going to see what the monster is, beyond being a Ghoul."
She rolled her eyes, "You've gained your balls back since the last time you've seen it, I'll give you that."
You walked toward the door, lightly twirling your AX. "I've achieved insurance."
"Don't lose a limb we can't reattach it!" She shouted.
Martial Roll: Dodge the Lunge
DC:50
Rolled: D100 => 63+10=73
You opened it slowly and exhaled, and waited for one heartbeat.
Two Heartbeats.
Three….
"*GROWWL*" It said as you rolled forward as the door slammed shut, leaving you locked within the basement cellar.
You felt calm the terror leaving your body as you saw it, clear as day the Ghoul stared deep into your eyes with its remaining eyeball. Its stench and terror all apparent as you.
Yet you saw it not…attack, something was holding it back.
Occult Roll: Why is it holding back?
DC:???
Rolled: D100 => 93+8=101
It was intelligent and willful.
Something terrible and grave happened to him, whoever this was?
Varnae controlled these husks yes…but this willful being held something from him still. A small spark of humanity that could not be extinguished in life or death it seemed.
It was bitter, to have been free and have all the spark of life taken from him and turned into naught but a monster living a nightmare unable to scream or even think of a way to kill one's self to release you.
You prayed to Iblis that some part of him was in a restful place not trapped in the body that remained.
"I hope you don't remember who you were." You said as it pointed at the hole within the basement, something you've not noticed, and with it ropes and bonds.
"Whoever did this didn't turn you, he wanted you to suffer." You said as it finally lunged at you, the spell of humanity broken.
Martial/Learning Roll: Chain the Monster
DC:95
Rolled: D100 => 99+10+14=123
In a Roll and flash you were able to tackle it first by restaining its Jaw and hands in a wrestling headlock, tying it into the floor leaving it to flail and growl as its attempts to feed and eat you were thwarted by your Cimmerian Grandfather strength that flowed within you.
And finally it was over…it lay on the ground, bound, and while dangerous, the worse of its ability to kill was neutralized.
How am I still alive? You thought as the realization of what you had done.
Then again, that was a question for another time.
Now came to see who this was?
Learning: Who was this man?
DC:???
Rolled: D100 => 98+14=112
You looked into the eyes of the Ravenous human turned Husk and held out your hand for a moment and looked at the eyes.
His name was Ril Arfan, a man at arms for the Governor,and he was a hunter, he was killed nearly Seven moons ago, his father had killed himself when he never returned.
You nodded in disgust as you crawled into the hole the monster had pointed at.
As you crawled into the hole, shouting and chanting became apparent.
This was a cult ritual…and you knew not where you were, only that you were going towards it.
"This is fucking stupid." You said noting your famous last words as you entered in a nook within this underground temple, or makeshift temple.
You stared as the darkness hid you.
"FOR VARNAE HAS SPOKEN IN THE DREAMS OF US! THAT THE RECKONING WILL COME! AND OUR GOAL OF RULING THIS CITY WILL BE ACHIVED!" The Voice said as you leaned slightly.
Oh…Well.
So this is what they meant by Politics?
What the hell is that thing?
Learning: Identify the Vampire(s)?
DC:75
Rolled: D100 => 79+14=83
In the dim light you could see the crowd and a large figure of a man, in gaudy holy robes, worn only by a Mithran High Preist, the cities high prest was a worshiper of a vampire..
What they were bowing /congregating around was a large slab structure that could only be a vampire's tomb.
"Though our Great Brother of the Clan of Nosferatu will not rise, as the blood is insufficient to wake he is gaining strength! And Soon he shall awake! And we will bring the flame of the reckoning on these LESSERS!" He said.
I have to get out of here.
You crawled away into the tunnel as you heard fear of the laughing of an angry god.
-----------------
You crawled into the bar as you placed your head on the countertop. "There's a fucking Nosferatu in this city, and the damn High Preist is leading a cult of Varnae."
Emia nodded. "Only one though, we made sure to kill most of the ones that were here when the first purge came."
You lifted your head. "Eyes of Power?"
"The Same as yours, though I work for the High Temple of Ishtar in Koth, the women here are my Diciphels." She said. "I was sent here to find a source of Bloodsuckers who have been raiding the countryside of my homeland."
You nodded. "Figures. I thought you were vampires."
She smiled. "We are only here to kill these monsters and leave, the High Temple of Mithra will not tolerate us when they find us here."
"Hence the Whorehouse." You said.
"Its the last place they'd actually look." She said. "Rest Child, the time for action will come, and order will be restored."
You then sighed as you recalled the Ghoul you left tied up in the basement.
That thing's master remains alive.
What? How did you know that?
I feel that I know how to Fight these things.
Reward: Gain +1 Martial.
Trait revealed: Cimmerian Strength: Your Grandfather was a Cimmerian Warrior who had fathered mother in the slave pits, you have inherited his strength and build it seems. (+1 Martial, +5 to all combat rolls while unarmed.)
Quest A Ghoulish Problem has been bypassed.
Quest Revealed:
The Blades of Ishtar and the Blood of Storm: So as it turns out we're in the middle of a Vampire Hunting Party and they wish to kill the cult and the Vampire they missed in their great purge. The Pay is good…as well as the Danger.
Quest Difficulty: Medium (You will be apart of an Anti-Vampire Raid).
Reward: A Choice of Loot from the Vampire Cult's Treasure.
AN: So minor study of an issue reveals the Coverup of a lifetime.
Also Ishtar's Cult is around and they are packing the works.
Enjoy this revelation.
- Location
- California,USA
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