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A Sword Without a Hilt: A Song of Ice and Fire/D&D 3.5 Crossover
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Part MMCCCXLIV: The Dragon Below
The Dragon Below
Twenty-Fifth Day of the Fifth Month 293 AC
Though you give serious thought to freeing Ser Kennos first, to find out more of the devils' plans and the Pyromancers' folly, in the end you decide against it partly at Tyene's urging. The Dornish girl points out that you simply know too little about how the Pyromancers and their fiendish puppet masters would react to you showing your hand. "We didn't destroy all the wildfire in King's Landing, just the jars outside the Guildhall itself," she finishes, the words hanging in the air like grim prophecy.
"You destroyed their concoction with your own flame, did you not?" Malarys interjects. "Perhaps you can do so again."
"Knock on the front gate and ask them to roll it out?" Thoros jests, something of his more usual nature shining briefly through the perils and sorrows that weighed upon him.
"I was thinking of something a touch more subtle," the magelord replies, his smile sharp as spellsteel. "A dragon in the sky would warn all and sundry, but what of one coiled through the stone? Is it not said even among the least learned of men that those who deal with devils shall end their days in a pit alight with hellfire?"
"Sapping?" you interject. The more you consider it the more merit the idea seems to have. You know from your mother's recollections that the Guildhall stretches down as well as up, though she had never traveled to the lower levels. Moreover, a pit, particularly one lined with basalt, would go far in containing the spread of wildfire. For all that the plan is not without flaw, the loss of ancient lore and other treasure, of skilled mages and innocent apprentices alike...
Alas no one can think of a way to preserve that lore and those lives without putting far more in danger. Even Lya and Dany seem resolved to the grim arithmetic of war, for all that no banners are flying: 'preserve as much as you can and end the battle swiftly.' What is more swift than a single blow?
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Twenty-Sixth Day of the Fifth Month 293 AC
By gloves of ash-grey silk and gleaming emerald eyes you carve away into the earth beneath the Street of Spice. From the cellar of an unknowing merchant down you forge with care and skill a way to your foes, hopefully just as blind and deaf to the danger beneath their feet.
Stone groans and grumbles as it shifts, and more than once memories of old prove a poor match to the task. Augur's smoke rises to hang over the work like a thin heady mist, as sand falls down from overhead, like some strange rain. At times you have to shield yourself with sorcery from unexpectedly-revealed veins of weak stone showering down rubble before you can transmute it. Thankfully, however, you are already too deep for the sound of your labor to be heard in the city above.
The task of weakening the Guildhall's foundations is even more laborious as you can feel the weight of enchantments above, you can glimpse their spectral light with a mage's eyes. However, Malarys' words prove prophetic, men truly do not look down, even those who should know better. By the time the trap is laid it stands as a great vaulted hall whose columns shall never see the light of day, a pit to end schemes darker than the gloom you had brought forth. And there you wait...
"At what time will most of those turned to dance to the devils' tune knowingly or unknowingly be present in the ruins..." you ask around the echoes of wishcraft dancing all around you. Distant voices of dreamers long since woven into the dream itself answer thus:
Two nights hence the stillborn flies
Fools and villains all shall boast
Misbegotten fruit of lies
To the laughter of the hellish host
"I don't think we should wait for that long," Dany says, her voice hushed in the prophecy's wake. "A few more alchemists lose in the world are better than risking whatever that is."
What do you decide?
[] Wait for the opportune time, whatever this is you doubt it is expecting to be born into a pit of preternatural flame
[] Perform the collapse tonight, you end whatever the threat is before it can begin
[] Write in
OOC: You did have a few poor rolls, even one crit fail for knowledge architecture, but the follow up checks recovered nicely.
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You obviously never watched season 7
The trouble with being trapped in a diary is that you're taking Diplomacy penalties for communicating only in a written medium (unless you're fine with possessing innocent children?) and that no matter how good a Diplomancer you are, if you can't get access to useful tools then you're limited.
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We know for certain it is here?
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Sounds as if they either have built a artificial dragon or are unknowingly going to summon that Nemesis Devil. Potentially both. They might be making a shell for him to inhabit.
Whatever it is, I hope it likes Wildfyre sauce and a Doom seasoning.
[X] Perform the collapse tonight, you end thatever the threat is before it can begin
Snowfire
Polyglot of Chimera
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...how do you find these so fast?!?
Crake
I AM THE STORM THAT IS APPROACHING
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Evaunit02mark1
S-s-smell the Prey, S-s-start the Hunt.
[X] Perform the collapse tonight, you end thatever the threat is before it can begin
Bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. We've got enough of the bastards, the fat fuck can clean up the rest of his own mess once we've finished.
Maybe he'll get off his ass and throw his own pet mages at it instead of wasting time ineffectually poking us like a five year old unaware that the bars of the Bear's cage are getting looser by the minute.
Bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. We've got enough of the bastards, the fat fuck can clean up the rest of his own mess once we've finished.
Maybe he'll get off his ass and throw his own pet mages at it instead of wasting time ineffectually poking us like a five year old unaware that the bars of the Bear's cage are getting looser by the minute.
Goldfish
Friendly Spider-Fish Abomination
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It would be amusing for Dumbledore to find the diary, then have Viserys end up acting as his mentor in politics, diplomacy, and even magic throughout the HP series.
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[X] Wait for the opportune time, whatever this is you doubt it is expecting to be born into a pit of preternatural flame
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Alright. Seems you are not interested in explanations of our motivations and just want to salt in peace.
Because you parroting the same line over and over without engaging in discussion with others is getting tiring.
Just to be clear. You want to wait for the Doomsday Ritual to happen instead of foiling it right now?
Because I really don't understand what this is supposed to accomplish, except provoking the release of something that can wreck half the city.
egoo
Totally Not Creating Problems Where None Existed
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...We can certainly scry-and-die the rest of alchemists, or at least most important ones.
Just takes us taking some ashes after all is done.
I would rather strike a hit against them now, rather than having to deal with a shitshow this unknow threat may actually be.
[X] Perform the collapse tonight, you end whatever the threat is before it can begin
EDIT: Azel'd
Just takes us taking some ashes after all is done.
I would rather strike a hit against them now, rather than having to deal with a shitshow this unknow threat may actually be.
[X] Perform the collapse tonight, you end whatever the threat is before it can begin
EDIT: Azel'd
Evaunit02mark1
S-s-smell the Prey, S-s-start the Hunt.
It's not paranoia when they actually are trying to kill you, and considering if even half of what we know about these maniacs is true then literally flinging this tower and everything in it into deep space would be a reasonable response.
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I was thinking that we could get everyone if we do it like this, and kill whatever they're summoning as well.
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There won't be bodies left. The whole guild will go up in a mix of Wildfyre and Doom.
There will be just a sludge of gravel, glass and dirt after this.
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Waste of our time. We already completely outclass everything they can do. Even with wildfire, we have the Uniila for the original recipe. The only reason we kept any at all was so Waymar would have live samples to poke at.
Evaunit02mark1
S-s-smell the Prey, S-s-start the Hunt.
And possibly one extremely unlucky Imp.
Massgamer
Advance toward the Future
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I'm sorry that wasn't my intention and I have stated my case before, it's just that I kinda lost hope with how people just jumped on bandwagon so quickly is all.
I'll stop now and sorry for being annoying.
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A few survivors are not that big of an issue with the majority killed, their ressources lost and their base of operations destroyed.
Plus, there is no reason to first let them call something tremendously powerful when we can stop them completely.