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Though given mind readings a thing anyone under suspicion might get a mandatory mind check. There are obviously says to circumvent this but its quite useful for preventing spies.
A Sword Without a Hilt: A Song of Ice and Fire/D&D 3.5 Crossover
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- a song of ice and fire a sword without a hilt d&d 3.5 dungeons & dragons 100% high octane dragon fuel ave corvidae battle action dragon diplomacy best sister bureaucromancy delicious soul-stuff dragon dreams come true dragon ta'veren greatest uncle hubris is a coward's word in defiance of gods and men mammon's folly mutually assured mage's disjunction qm murderhobo top tier coatl
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Well, yes, but for whom? The chilren or the training partners?
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Crake
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We don't condone slavery in the imperium. Buuuut we do take our share of loot and Sam is sweet sweet loot as future pcs are the best loot.
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lockingbane
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I wonder if the changeling children are enjoying the festival? I hope they are at least happy... I am kind of sad we dont get the chance to spend time with them because they are adorable.
Crake
I AM THE STORM THAT IS APPROACHING
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@DragonParadox I think I should do one or two parts with Elbert and Dos again, by the way. I am sure people are curious how a Triton ended up befriending a Westerlander who was on a mission to stir up trouble.
I also had an idea for a group of Westerlanders (actually a group who in my notes I am going to refer to as "the Stooges") who came to the festival to spy on everything, but are so woefully ill-prepared to deal with so much magic and mystery that the Inquisition takes pity on them eventually, and starts leading them to "tantalizing" leads of information by the nose.
Though the intent of that is to make people either love or pity them by the end of it, it should be funny either way.
I also had an idea for a group of Westerlanders (actually a group who in my notes I am going to refer to as "the Stooges") who came to the festival to spy on everything, but are so woefully ill-prepared to deal with so much magic and mystery that the Inquisition takes pity on them eventually, and starts leading them to "tantalizing" leads of information by the nose.
Though the intent of that is to make people either love or pity them by the end of it, it should be funny either way.
Crake
I AM THE STORM THAT IS APPROACHING
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This will trend into next month if I write it, since I'm not sure how quickly I can get those wheels spinning. So they very well might be.
I really enjoy making 'villains' sympathetic so I hope I get this one right.
Part MMDCLXXVIII: The Gift of Courage
The Gift of Courage
Twenty-Fourth Day of the Eighth Month 293 AC
As you distract Randyll with a discussion of trade into and out of the Dornish Marches and the evils of petty tolls and taxes collected by the local lords, you give a surreptitious nod to Dany, trusting that she would know what to do. Even looking for it out of the corner of your eye you almost miss the light brush of fingers as she passes a plate, though the boy is still dreadful at keeping his shock off his face. What had his parents been thinking to let him reach ten years of age wearing his heart on his sleeve? Judging from the veiled look of pity your mother gives the boy she entirely agrees.
When the last of the cake vanishes from the plates you rise to your feet: "It is easier to show you than to merely tell you, for some of the tales I would speak."
"I think I will come, too. Your explanations tend to be a little rushed," Lya says with a smile.
Though Lord Tarly looks like he might wish to object to her company, he wisely refrains from speaking. He does not, however, seem surprised when Dany falls silently in behind Samwell. A strategist of note indeed, he has learned how to pick his battles even upon such an unfamiliar arena.
Entering the Shadow Tower, father and son could not have reacted more differently. The boy practically gapes in wonder at the shadows clinging to stone and strange lingering echoes where Randyll marches on eyes fixed straight ahead. It is not that he disdains magic, you intuit. He simply does not care about anything outside his sphere of concern. If you showed him a Legion Sorcerer flinging fire he would question them about their range and endurance just as he would the crew a new type of catapult. What you will show him is more interesting by far.
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Shadows flow together with mage lights casting strange and twisting shadows over the visages of monsters: from the looming misshapen forms of the Deep One Maguses to the inky black Spider Demon all the more dreadful for the empty hollows of its eyes. The Rakshasa Maharaja, now supported by a plinth rather than floating of its own power, still seems like an idol of some dreadful god of ruin. The Frost Wyrm looks over the lesser Winterborn beasts you had slain like a mountain of purest malice for all it is now shaped of marble not accursed ice. Even the Aspect of the Lord of the Third has his place, his great serpentine bulk coiled around a plinth while his once angelic features stare blankly outward unto the cause of his ruin.
It is among this macabre collection that you witness a most improbable scene—father and son actually move in tandem asking questions about the collection while running their fingers over scale, fur, bone, feather, and chitin that they may know it with more than their eyes. True the questions are quite different, on the one hand a desire to know and classify for its own sake, and on the other increasingly detailed variations on 'What do they want?' and 'How do we kill them?' Still, Randyll actually listens to the answers his son is given. His eyes even soften as Samwell puts his head inside the Xenarth Champion's mouth to get a better look at its teeth.
"Such enthusiasm should be rewarded, don't you think, my lord?" you ask, seemingly idly, though the question is anything but that. "Perhaps he would be well suited to staying here that he might learn to slay such beasts, perhaps even gather his own collection to show his sons and grandsons." That image should thoroughly appeal to an avid hunter like Randyll Tarly.
The boy for his part looks not afraid for the spell cast upon him deadens the emotion but... uncertain as he extracts his head from the demon's maw. Then he starts likely at a silent word from Dany and begins to struggle against a smile. You can well imagine what possibility she had brought up.
"Samwell can barely..." he cuts himself off, looking at his son with very little hope indeed, scraping the bottom of the barrel. "He needs to be taught not only to fight, but to lead and to come up with his own ideas rather than just scurrying to some book or another for them. He is at least skilled in keeping accounts, for all the good that will do him when the Long Night comes again."
"So then, my lord, can I trust that you will not be fighting to give Mace Tyrell the chance to feast away another war?" you ask, knowing he would appreciate the bluntness.
"Yes," he replies in a tone like iron. "Mace risks our rights and privileges of old upon a unsteady alliance with a power he does not understand. I would much rather see dragons in the sky than be ordered about by some over-proud invaders."
What do you do next?
[] Try to figure out where Samwell got his magic
-[] Write in how
[] Look in on one of the melee finals (fight from Viserys' PoV rather than interlude)
-[] Oberyn vs Sandor
-[] Valaena vs Asha
[] Go out to the harbor to see a new sort of play made for the Festival
-[] Write in plot of play
[] Write in
OOC: Given how Sam reacted under the spell there was no need to spell out that he was being unusually brave
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Well, we technically aren't over-proud... Hubris is a coward's word, after all.
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Snowfire
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@DragonParadox is that success in gaining wardship, then?
Goldfish
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Wyla is a Wizard specialized in Necromancy and her restricted schools are Conjuration and Enchantment. Lya's Magnificent Mansion and Teleport are both Conjuration spells, making them unavailable for her to learn.
Fortunately, the Boots of the Wide Earth effect neatly sidesteps that issue somewhat, allowing her to expend 5th level spell slots to cast Teleport.
The Changeling children still infants at this point. Less than two years old, IIRC.
I believe much of Southern Westeros' greater population and infrastructure development will act as a hindrance rather than an advantage. The South has more people, yes, but that just means the land has been much more thoroughly exploited for millennia, the forests reduced, the natural resources depleted, and the infrastructure geared toward primitive medieval issues that are not a consideration when sufficiently advanced technology or magic come into play. The North, however, is virtually untouched, with mineral wealth that hasn't even been discovered and massive old growth forests just waiting to be harvested. Since the place is almost empty, we'll be doing infrastructure upgrades from scratch, allowing us to plan the locations of roads, canals, population centers, etc., and build them properly rather than allowing them to develop in a more organic, but ultimately slow and inefficient manner.
Also, when the Others are defeated, the jacked up seasons experienced by most of Planetos might return to something more natural. The North would benefit greatly from having a more cyclic seasonal progression, while much of the South is likely to experience issues due to an interruption of their unusual crop cycles.
lockingbane
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They were talking in full sentences and running about when we spent time with them before.
Yes it is.
Snowfire
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They're telepaths (I think) and can change forms. Of course they're capable of doing things normal kids can't
Snowfire
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I was actually thinking Sam's magic first, I had an idea for that, but if you'd rather leave it for now, no big deal.
Goldfish
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Eh, people are still basically annoying fleshy robots at that point, with the rudiments of a personality developing and some ability to interact with the world, but little in the way of reasoning ability or concept of the self. Unless Changelings are dramatically different from base Humans, they won't form any significant lasting memories of the Festival.
So says Goldfish, who does not have any education in childhood development, but is very opinionated on the subject!
Snowfire
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Eh, people are still basically annoying fleshy robots at that point, with the rudiments of a personality developing and some ability to interact with the world, but little in the way of reasoning ability or concept of the self. Unless Changelings are dramatically different from base Humans, they won't form any significant lasting memories of the Festival.
So says Goldfish, who does not have any education in childhood development, but is very opinionated on the subject!
Just because you're sure that they aren't actually people yet doesn't make eating them any less immoral.
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Shoot. I'm in favor of making a schedule anyway instead of voting for stuff one at a time.
Snowfire
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Sam's magic -> Finals -> Possible Clegane recruitment -> (Evening) harbour play and Lya proposal
Sound reasonable to you? Obviously there's space in the middle we can fill. Ring shopping, maybe