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A Sword Without a Hilt: A Song of Ice and Fire/D&D 3.5 Crossover

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Azel said:
On a slightly related note, I wonder what Sandor Clegane is up to these days. He would make a decent recruit for a variety of reasons, from his fighting prowess to his closeness to the Lannisters.

Here is hoping he shows up for the tourney.
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*regenerates his face*

*resurrect his sister*

*lets him tag team murder Gregor Clegane with Oberyn*

Eternal loyalty!
 
Azel said:
On a slightly related note, I wonder what Sandor Clegane is up to these days. He would make a decent recruit for a variety of reasons, from his fighting prowess to his closeness to the Lannisters.

Here is hoping he shows up for the tourney.
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I was actually thinking the same thing. He seems like he'd have a lot to gain by signing on with us, and I'd honestly assumed Sandor would show up way earlier in the quest.
 
LonelyWolf999 said:
I was actually thinking the same thing. He seems like he'd have a lot to gain by signing on with us, and I'd honestly assumed Sandor would show up way earlier in the quest.
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Why for? He's a rather broken individual. Even before the Blackwater, he had very little reason to be loyal to the Lannisters. It took an even worse trauma compounded with how little he cared about their cause for him to decide to break with them.
 
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Part MMDLXXV: Scions of Darkness
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    • Scions of Darkness​

    Twelfth Day of the Eighth Month 293 AC

    "So much for a nice simple hunt," you say, biting your tongue to keep yourself from swearing. It falls to a king to show strength and unlike with your friends, or even Theon and Asha, the mages might take swearing for fear rather than anger and contempt for whoever set these things on their gruesome path.

    Two wishes do you utter end on end, the first to flay the scaly hide from the collared beast and work of it a map of the haunts it knew in life, the second whispered into the ear of one of the captives, "Who is kin to thee, child of twisted sorcery?"

    "What... are you doing, Your Grace?" the younger of the mages asks hesitantly. Perhaps you should have worried less about appearing frightened and more for seeming fearful. It is easy to forget that even the most skilled Scholarum mages do not see magic of the higher circles often and wishcraft likely never.

    "Finding out where these things came from..." you answer absently.

    ...a festering pit with offal and rotten meat...

    ...a rutting cage that smells of strange incense to force the creatures to mate though their own misshapen bodies twist painfully with every motion...

    ...a cave filled with the sounds of sorrow and terror...

    As the images finally fade you realize you know the path, you know a way to end the madness, and you know something else you had not thought to feel for these monsters, pity at the horrors of their life, body, and instincts mismatched in a seething cauldron of flesh. Oblivion would be mercy besides the life that had been forced upon them.

    It is with no small measure of hesitation that you reach out for the rawhide collar and ask of it the secrets it has borne for the last twenty one days. An hour passes, though it might almost have been an age as you peer upon cruelty and degradation from a wyrm's eye. You glimpse strange conjoinings of woman and bat, fangs like a wolf dripping with blood.

    You see them lean over a child of the Brindled Men with dreadfully hungry gazes, seeming to enjoy the child's terror, to drink it in as they speak and converse in the tongue of the Pit, most fitting to their deeds.


    No... not quite. Something niggles at the back of your mind, not the dragon dreams, nor memories of old, but something you have seen and deciphered with your own eyes, the dark script of the Spider worshipers. There is a kinship there, though these monsters' taloned feet could not have made the footprints you had found in the lightless depths. Another group of exiles perhaps, another colony of monsters? Is there no end to all the horrors that magic can spin forth?

    For that one poisoned instant, struggling against images of Sothoryi children being devoured in blood rites, the snatchers you had killed picking at their bones like hounds at a lord's feast, you almost feel the fear and the hate the common people can so easily show towards sorcery, that it would allow such horrors to live.

    As you struggle away from the reach of the visions you know where your foe lies... and it is nowhere near so far as you may have hoped. This cabal of fiends serves as the mistresses lording over a dozen tribes and more, taking from them their blood, their children, and their hope while all unknown and unknowing of the wider world.

    A web of tunnels that only opens to the sky along steep shafts that none without wings can scale stretches before your eyes, beyond it traps gathered over an age of the world to keep away any other tyrants who might seek out their 'flocks'.

    What do you do?

    [] Attack the enemy alone, the blood-drinkers are far too dangerous to count a test
    -[] Fly in as a dragon and offer onto them the promise of your House's words: Fire and Blood
    -[] Enter by stealth and guile

    [] Wait for the moment, gather more of your friends to help with the task

    [] Write in

    OOC: Well congratulations, you found more degenerate drow. To be honest I had designed these guys to be more Wyla's foil, but Viserys is suitably horrified.
     
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    • One Autumn Leaf said:
    About the tourney... do we have gambling? Like state backed gambling? I want people to bet on the fights ( and make some money)
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    We do. The Circle of Battle finances itself from admittance fees and gambling.
    Crake said:
    Why for? He's a rather broken individual. Even before the Blackwater, he had very little reason to be loyal to the Lannisters. It took an even worse trauma compounded with how little he cared about their cause for him to decide to break with them.
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    Indeed. Sandor is heavily depressed and runs on inertia since his childhood. No wonder given his life.

    However, he is perfectly understanding of the clinking of coins, so he would have incentive to show up. Especially if he sells it as "spying on the Dragon" to the blonde harpy.
     
    Crake said:
    Why for? He's a rather broken individual. Even before the Blackwater, he had very little reason to be loyal to the Lannisters. It took an even worse trauma compounded with how little he cared about their cause for him to decide to break with them.
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    What exactly should he have done in canon? Who would he have switched sides to? The only thing Sandor cared about was killing Gregor, and that was something only feasible if he was working for the Lannisters.
     
    DragonParadox said:
    As the images finally fade you realize you know the path, you know a way to end the madness, and you know something else you had not thought to feel for these monsters, pity at the horrors of their life, body and instincts mismatched in a seething cauldron of flesh. Oblivion would be mercy besides the life that had been forced upon them.
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    Wait. They are fleshcrafted?

    It seems someone's head has just made an appointment with Vee and Tyene. :evil:
     
    I suggest we call a challenge and bait this thing into open field. She will bring out her minions into battle and we will deliver Fire and Blood. Any flaws with the plan?
     
    DragonParadox said:
    As you struggle away from the reach of the vision you know where your foe lies... and it is nowhere near so far as you may have hoped. This cabal of fiends serves as the mistresses lording over a dozen tribes and more, taking from them their blood, their children and their hope all unknown and unknowing of the wider world.
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    Where exactly are they? On Naath itself or just close to the shore on mainland Sothoryos?
     
    [X] Goldfish

    I'm in favor of porting there and trying to speak with the slaves to figure out their strength. Then proceed to murder everything.
     
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