A Sword Without a Hilt: A Song of Ice and Fire/D&D 3.5 Crossover
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@DragonParadox, for our new Drow Assassin minions, around what level would you say they are considering the two of them managed to slay a high-ranking priestess of Lolth in open combat?
Also, Drow Items seems to have a lot of flavorful loot for two Drow Assassins if you're still looking for items.
Also, Drow Items seems to have a lot of flavorful loot for two Drow Assassins if you're still looking for items.
tarrangar
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You are vastly overestimating dragons, they are hatched as CR4, and unless you do some really expensive rituals, it takes decades for them to get to CR10, and centuries to millennia, to get to where they can be termed a superweapon, just look at Tiamat's force, the Red dragon hatchling Cleric is one of the lesser threats there for now, and it's only going to be though the sacrifice of several high end artifacts, that it will become a major threat, that's doable a few times, but you can't instantly produce a draconic empire that way, such things take millennia to create, and for the same price aging a hatchling into a major threat would cost, a decent construct crafter could make a construct at least as strong as the dragon, resurrecting Metallic dragons wont do much for Bahamut short term, and long term we have plenty of time to turn them to our side, or kill them again if they prove impossible to work with.
Or he expect us to understand that divine law is a thing, and said divine law said he wasn't allowed to interfere, until Tiamat had made her offer, he literally couldn't help Dany until Tiamat had made her offer, our red ancestry mean she had the right to try first.
Sure he turned it into a test, with the reward being resurrecting Viserys if Dany passed, but if Dany had Metallic ancestry and he had gotten to try first, I seriously doubt he would have went with that kind of test, if he could have gone first, he would probably have offered Dany a quest in return for resurrecting us, but divine law said he couldn't, so he went with the test of character option, which really just boil down to, if Dany hadn't taken the offer he was required to let Tiamat make, then he would have given her a gift.
Bahamut was in a bad situation there as much as we were, and he made the best of it, by making it so that his price was denying Tiamat, as he had to let her try first.
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It was not open combat. They would be rather poor assassins if they resorted to that. They are level 9.
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Point. Still, level 9? Not bad at all. Well worth sacrificing the spiders.
I'm still waiting to give them the Goldfish treatment and massively upgrade their gear the second they sign up.
What is this regarding bhamut. I missed some of discussion of that. What rrstrictions are we planning on giving him.
Something like his dragon clerics not allowed to enter our empire and we give him eggs in return so he he can have more followers. Also he can have a temple in our empires just no dragons without our permition. In return he gets a mortal bases of worshipers.
Something like his dragon clerics not allowed to enter our empire and we give him eggs in return so he he can have more followers. Also he can have a temple in our empires just no dragons without our permition. In return he gets a mortal bases of worshipers.
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Why not simply have them be Rogue/Assassin?
It works and they'd have minor arcane magic.
It works and they'd have minor arcane magic.
Omake: #SDEncounters
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Context: This hastag, #ManilaEncounters, has been trending in my twitter feed lately. Also, there's been a lack of non-canon, aka fun, omakes these past months, so this came out of my sleepy brain... again.
@DragonParadox, I think this should be Apocrypha, or Media.
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@Arimai, @Power, & @drewski346, @bryanfran36, @Reader of all, if you peeps still hang around this thread or not, feel free to check that hashtag out, or this thread where someone gathered the best of the funniest, whismical, terrifying, or politically infuriating ones.
I'll probably add some more later...
@DragonParadox, I think this should be Apocrypha, or Media.
Omake: #SDEncounters
Snake Lord @RobertPaege 8th13
Arrived in Sorcerer's Deep with my banner and tabbard held high as the Dragon is said to be fond of snakes. Snake-man meets me to exchange coin. "Oh! You know Riz'Neth?"
#SDEncounters
Ex-Citadel Initiate @Iwillbeamage 8th18
#SDEncounters
There's a devil in the library... Blink rapidly, run back and forth between the aisles, or try to see from a corner of your eye, and you'll glimpse her Blood Red wings. The Lawmen just laughed at me when I told them...
Brave Soul @sevenissalvation 8th15
Seven guide my path, I brave the lair of the Sorcerer to save even one soul. Met a book angel who never heard of them...
#SDEncounters
Magister of Riverton @rivertongov4layf 8th17
#SDEncounters They say the Dragon has a ship that can sink any others. The largest ship ever built.
He does
Shula the Unhinged @royaltaxidermist 8th19
#SDEncounters After all those hearts who told me my eyes sound yellow, and kidneys that tried to bite my fingers off, I was finally happy to be stuffing an ordinary animal. No Khal Rhango, that is not a leopard!
Notes:
@Arimai, @Power, & @drewski346, @bryanfran36, @Reader of all, if you peeps still hang around this thread or not, feel free to check that hashtag out, or this thread where someone gathered the best of the funniest, whismical, terrifying, or politically infuriating ones.
I'll probably add some more later...
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Is bahamut like that though he's a dragon god he's bound to be one of those pre civilization gods right? Pre most civilizations I mean. Lore often suggests certain dragon gods even pre date aboleths in certain d&d settings.
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Brilliant.Brave Soul @sevenissalvation 8th15
Seven guide my path, I brave the lair of the Sorcerer to save even one soul. Met a book angel who never heard of them...
#SDEncounters
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If we could reduce them to Bahamut's current state we would in a heartbeat, it is an unfortunate reality that they are relatively entrenched.
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Fortunately we can introduce rampant heresy and disorder into their ranks.
Like that one heretical septon who was recently captured? Have Yrael or our other angels very visibly rescue him and set him free. Instant chaos, since prior to this the Father's Champion has been the only one with angels.
And speaking of the Father's angels, I am itching to meet them so we can unleash Azel on them. So long as they don't have the Kingkiller or equally dangerous templates they are excellent conversion targets.
EDIT: That said, I certainly wouldn't mind dealing with the angels another way. Turning them from the Seven would just be hilarious.
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Still, any and all dissent among the Faith of the Seven is worthwhile.We should do it but it will just be spun as fake angels, and unfortunately Travel and Co. are unlikely to be offended or hold a grudge when it matters
Even if it's spun as fake angels, people won't be able to help but doubt, especially if it's done in front of a large audience.
Vote closed.
Update in beta.
tarrangar
Fat arctic chicken
You really should be feeding them better, I know your writing is good, but hunger is not the emotion getting a chapter should evoke.
Part MMDCLI: From Shadows Spun
From Shadows Spun
Twentieth Day of the Eighth Month 293 AC
Treachery and deceit are part of the very tongue of Venthar, every alliance one of convenience, every oath a stepping stone to greater power. Yet still they are living thinking beings, reasonable enough to lay down their arms, clever enough to listen closely, if only for a sign of weakness. So in that thrice-accursed tongue you speak as much truth as you think the two brothers can hear: "First let it be known that many paths spread out before you and I shall neither constrain nor bar your passage, though without royal patronage at the very least you may be troubled beyond my lands, whose dominion stretches further with each passing day. This is a time of change and a time of menace, where numerous foes swirl forth from their hiding places and grasp out in an attempt to dominate the world unsuspecting."
Both warriors nod as though the words had been expected. When would it not have been a time of menace? their manner seems to ask, yet neither takes the chance to speak aloud, waiting with that uncanny patience that almost seems to recall a cat waiting to pounce or to flee.
"My Companions and I would fight against this fate, and some sworn into my service do so also, some for wealth, some for honor, and others simply because they wish to make a new life amongst the terror and madness and cannot see one worth making outside of my borders," you continue.
At that Morwyn dares to speak: "Pardon, lord, but who are your subjects? Where are your borders? Of your glories we know nothing." The flattery is reflexive, though you suspect training over natural inclination.
"Humans like me," Lya interjects. "Well, not exactly like me..." She vaguely waves off the soul-deep power that fills the air around her. "Most of them would rather be called citizens than subjects, though..." Between yourself Dany and Lya you manage to render a rough picture of how your realm was forged and what its values are.
"Humans..." Morwyn sounds much like you imagine a man might upon being told the whole world was now inhabited and ruled by rabbits or mice, too shocked even for the disdain that is almost sure to follow.
You do not give him the time to follow that poisoned thread: "With that said the blandishments on offer are not paltry. If it is merely security that entices you, I declare it assured. If it is a cause worth striving in the service of, there are many callings upon my limited time and attention, and you are bound to find some worthy of your talents. And if it is vengeance lit within your heart for all the horror you have suffered, then in vengeance writ let our paths meet all the more closely. The time of knives will find you most prepared."
Something cold and vicious glitters in two pairs of crimson eyes, like new-spilled blood upon a dagger's edge, but still they are not quick to pledge themselves. "Why rule so lightly upon the weak and foolish that they might wander from your will, Mighty One?" Tuin asks this time while his brother is still pondering your words. A question you had been expecting...
"While I and my oathsworn vassals and friends are strong in the power, we do not rule over the chained, for never has there been more foolish a method of binding others to you than chains of agony and misery, restraints for the thinking mind as much as the body. If you wish to serve me, you can find your way in this world anew as warriors, or whichever other calling suits you best. Call the debt owed repaid in full if you would gather under the ever growing shadow cast by my wings." With these words you slip on a dragon's form between one breath and the next. Looking upon them from on high you add: "As for the servant of Lolth, Demon Queen of the Lightless Depths, whom I encountered among the ruins of your fallen city learned, their ilk stands ill-prepared to face our fire, indeed."
The two brothers share a long look, surprise still in their eyes but a question also lingering between them. Slowly both of them bend down to take up their swords, then in a motion so swift you suspect many others would have lost fingers attempting it turn the hilts towards you. "We pledge ourselves onto thy glory and the ruin of Lolth," they say as one.
While you had been speaking Dany had made arrangements to have a pair of Furies escort the deep-dwelling warriors from the temple. Their mind-speech should serve them well in making themselves understood, their skill at arms ensuring they would be respected.
Turning to back to the pool and the vessel you find the great golden eyes still looking on hungrily, knowing that more would be offered to state its hunger with far finer fare than spiders. Tor and Varys... two great foes... two fools... two men in which you had seen reflected the worst of what you might have become, are now nothing but delicate glass vials.
Onto them you give a final gift of true and utter death not from any kindness, for you have known few men less deserving of it than them, but simply to forestall the machinations of gods. Their tales end tonight.
The serpent lunges... and with a final fading scream they are no more. "Speak..."
Tor and Varys sacrificed
From Dany's hands another sort of serpent flows onto the stones marked with a map of distant lands, the raktavarna you had half-unwittingly freed of the grasp of the Bloodstone Emperor. It had proven wiser by far in the end than either of the men you had cast into the maw of Yss and you had promised it a place in your service.
"I would have a guide who can move through the shadows with knowledge of those I have sacrificed, with enough strength and skill to face the lesser perils and flee from the greater," you ask of the vessel.
The lesser serpent looks up at one almost infinitely greater, fear and greed both writ upon its face, then it darts forward to slip into the waters of the sacred pool while the enormous black and crimson coils twist below, crushing, grinding, refining.
At last as the vessel slides under the water, sated, a thin dark mist rises to fill the chamber, and moments later it coalesces into the shadowy form of not a serpent but a man. His hair and beard are neatly trimmed and braided, framing a faintly-lined face bearing a sardonic expression. Where his robes should reach the floor they seem to fade instead into a cloud of shadow.
"My thanks, gracious lord, for the gift of... limbs." He looks down admiringly at his hands. "I do not think I shall wear that other form too often save at need." The rakshasa, if such it can even still be called, continues: "Would you rather I be called Varys or Tor, lord?"
"What?" Lya asks, obviously as taken aback as you.
"You kindly gifted me some of the memories of both men, and having no name I would care to carry with me from my old life taking one or the other seemed appropriate," the shadowy figure replies with a smile.
Your familiar takes the moment to emerge only long enough to hiss: "I am Varys and no other."
"I will be Tor then, if no one object to that name also," the presence shrugs before turning to you. "Do you have some use for me between this hour and the attack for which I was so blessed?"
What do you reply?
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OOC: When I saw the joke about making a new Tor yesterday I realized that is just the sort of humor a rakshasa might find in the situation.
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... @DragonParadox, he doesn't have highly classified memories, does he?
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Snrk. I felt this coming the moment our new guide asked which name to use :lol
Not really. He was the lowest caste of rakshasa, that means the least power, the least favors and the least knowledge. That said he does have a lot of background lore that is common knowledge among his kind but not elsewhere.
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I was referring to the possibility of him getting memories of Varys and Tor that we don't want him to have.