Going through this, @Duesal what noticable Volantine mages can you remember?

We had the Necromancer, the Woman who was into astronomy, made a deal with a Devil and got free thorugh Syrax and the guy who appeared to be mindcontroled by a snake on his shoulders.
Was that everything besides Zherys?
 
Going through this, @Duesal what noticable Volantine mages can you remember?

We had the Necromancer, the Woman who was into astronomy, made a deal with a Devil and got free thorugh Syrax and the guy who appeared to be mindcontroled by a snake on his shoulders.
Was that everything besides Zherys?
I think there also was a fire-dward..?
 
Going through this, @Duesal what noticable Volantine mages can you remember?

We had the Necromancer, the Woman who was into astronomy, made a deal with a Devil and got free thorugh Syrax and the guy who appeared to be mindcontroled by a snake on his shoulders.
Was that everything besides Zherys?

There were eight others besides Zherys.

Viserys walks into the Secret Cabal Meeting Chambers: "...you realize this looks suspiciously Hellish, right?"

Zherys: "Nine has many associations in numerology!"

Viserys: "And in any other secretive cabal I'd have made another logical leap first."

Zherys, opening and closing his mouth: "Fair."
 
There were eight others besides Zherys.

Viserys walks into the Secret Cabal Meeting Chambers: "...you realize this looks suspiciously Hellish, right?"

Zherys: "Nine has many associations in numerology!"

Viserys: "And in any other secretive cabal I'd have made another logical leap first."

Zherys, opening and closing his mouth: "Fair."
I think he had a 4-person party when meeting us during our "should we kill you or not"-negotiations?
That means him, Firedwarf, Snakehead and naive Astromancer.

Necro was not part of the inner circle, just happened to live in Volantis too.
 
Going through this, @Duesal what noticable Volantine mages can you remember?

We had the Necromancer, the Woman who was into astronomy, made a deal with a Devil and got free thorugh Syrax and the guy who appeared to be mindcontroled by a snake on his shoulders.
Was that everything besides Zherys?
Everything @Crake brought up. Beyond that not much. There were a few named apprentices, but at most those guys would be level 10 by now.
 
@DragonParadox
Could you give us levels, names and features that should be included for the prominent Volantine mages?

I will in a bit, right now I'm working on those true names
Adhoc vote count started by DragonParadox on Oct 6, 2019 at 6:05 AM, finished with 118 posts and 13 votes.
 
Part MMMCI: Sorcerer's Parlor, Seer's Garden
Sorcerer's Parlor, Seer's Garden

Second Day of the Eleventh Month 293 AC

Both the Mysterium and the Red Priests had been most diligent in working against Fey of the Ashen Court. For the Mysterium it was a matter of pride to cleave their own awakening to power away from the whims of a cruel and fickle goddess, and for the servants of R'hllor it was stamping out heresy, the sort all of them could agree on. It is little wonder then that there are few Fire Fey in Volantis, and those that are present are well hidden. Few is not none, however, and no hiding hole is deep enough to guard against your magics and Teana's careful searching. You question stones and they whisper back tales they had heard unknowing, you listen to the flow of sap through veins of wood and in that sound read their fears. Where had the fire gone, the flighty swift embers?

Three sets of eyes from shadow spun peer through darkened corners, places familiar indeed to one who had once aided in the first rise of the Mysterium. "You still haven't cleared out Horronno's Square," the Headmistress of the Scholarum says absently, looking through the eyes of one of her shades rather than upon the lavish parlor you were gathered in.

"Better to keep all the rats in one easily found basket than upend it over the city in the hopes that the handful you catch would make a difference," Zherys shrugs, though from the momentary tightening of his lips you can see the comment had stung somehow. An old argument perhaps. You had brought Teana here for the very skills and knowledge of the city she was now making use of, but that same history could cut both ways. Hopefully, the edge would be dulled by the work you do here towards a common cause.

"This is, ah... excellent tea, Wisdom," Rina interjects to break the lingering silence. "I've never drank the like."

Zherys' expression shifts swiftly from surprise to interest, though the look was so swift you doubt Rina caught it. His actual response is impeccably courteous, of course. "Qohorik White Tea is in short supply these days as a result of the troubles in the city and the disruptions to trade, but the ability to span the continent by sorcery can cover a multitude of sins." A man who takes his tea even more seriously than you anticipated, you realize, recalling how he had confessed feeling ill at ease working by mage lantern because of how thrifty he had learned to be with magic in his youth.

"What else have you heard from Qohor, or seen of it?" you ask, intrigued. Maelor's report two months ago had revealed the bare bones of the conflict but no more, and with so many more urgent concerns you had decided to leave the City of the Black Goat to its own devices.

"The Qohorik have neither starved nor been eaten by that monstrosity they credulously call a god, so I suppose one must count them fortunate," Zherys snorts. "To answer the obvious question, I am not precisely certain just what the Black Goat is, but if there is one rule that served a sorcerer well in the days before the Awakening, it is to beware of Powers bearing over-generous gifts. The spirits that could still affect the physical world in tangible ways, not just by dream and portent, were extraordinarily rare in those days and almost universally of a rapacious disposition so that they might sustain that connection."

"So this Black Goat had wizards or demons at its call, then?" asks Ser Richard. The further question of how best to kill them is unspoken but not unheard.

"I only experienced a direct visitation from such a being once. There was something crawling inside a high priest of their god... or what might have once been a priest. I have my doubts whether he was still alive and not merely a flesh puppet for the creature," the High Speaker's voice is clinical as ever, though you can see a glimpse of old disquiet in his eyes.

"What were you trying to do at the time, Wisdom?" you prompt, trying to guess what might have nested in the priest's flesh. Unfortunately the possibilities were too many for aught but wild guesses.

"Recovery of the knowledge of forging Valyrian Steel from their vaults, in what I later realized must have been a planned ambush," he continued his account. "Fortuitously, the event was not without its uses. It was then and there that I obtained the map for the Flesh-Forge I shared with you, Your Grace."

"And the, er... monster?" Rina asks tentatively.

"I doused its host in alchemical oils and set it alight," Zherys replies simply, drawing a look of somewhat reluctant approval from Ser Richard. "Alas, I moved in too much haste and did not think to sweep up the ash as I would have done in later years."

"I found one, a Sprite living in an old forge," Teana interjects, cutting off the tale.

***​

The Fey you happen upon is neither particularly mighty nor swift in flight, a lesser spirit barely brighter than a spark. Instead she turns to you and asks for quarter, vowing to share all she knows so long as you agree to guard her from Ymeri's wrath. "Sworn to live in Her Service, I am. Not sworn to die in it, and against such as you I could only perish," she proclaims.

You share a look with Zherys. There is a slyness to the words, something the faerie spirit does not wish to share and he too feels it. "How easily you surrender your vows," you say lightly, though you doubt the tone can deceive anyone with Ser Richard reaching for his sword.

"Alright, alright, no need to be gruff as a goat," the delicate head shakes with an almost insect-like motion. "None who served Her by oath could pass through the wards of the Bright God, but we who were freed and sent through to trade knowledge and favor of our own accord were exempt. Of course, the Queen dared not free any spirit too mighty for the task, we were to watch and wait, to see the flaws in the ward of faith and sorcery, in the hearts of men divided, but none tasked me to fight a Dragon and so I shall not. Follow, if it pleases thee..."

Somewhat amused by the spirit's boldness, you do as she asks and follow her out into an overgrown garden, where fire blooms from a tangle of thorns and in that fire shadows move.


"A Flameseer I am, and much have I seen. Tell me then what would you know?" the Fey asks as her fingers dance through the shimmering air.

What do you reply?

[] Write in

OOC: You guys wanted rumors, I know this is not quite a recent event even but I figured some information about Qohor delivered organically would be worth showing.
 
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We've already faced them (rads) once, believe it or not.
Not that we know what that is IC, but we did get some samples.

...Albeit, the source material places the resource that gave it off largely in the Underdark... so not really all that surprising, I suppose.

That place is just filled with exotic shit that really shouldn't be.


@Goldfish, btw, how about adding Blightburn Crystals to the Snare's walls?
Simple lead containers on a trigger mechanism to be pulled if anything escapes like that one asshole Brachina would be a decent additional security measure.

CL 30 is bullshit that even Avatars can't easily beat.

Wait, another one?
Nice.

Well, ar least he's prepared for his recon action with S!Tor and Mel. He'll need it.
Ty for putting an effort into making him less squishy!
I would really rather not irradiate the Snare. That's as likely to bite us in the ass as anything we actually wish to expose to those conditions.
 
I would really rather not irradiate the Snare. That's as likely to bite us in the ass as anything we actually wish to expose to those conditions.
Radiation's not much of a problem with our buffs and levels, but that "CL30 to teleport out" thing it allows for?
Near unbeatable.
 
Got to love a self serving coward.

Not trust her of course, heavens no, but appreciate her all the same.

Now then what exactly would she know? Since she wasn't oath sworn to could be interpreted that she was loyal enough to trust with some secrets, or that she was so valueless that Yemeri would toss her aside without a second thought no matter what her supposed mission was.
 
Sorcerer's Parlor, Seer's Garden

Second Day of the Eleventh Month 293 AC

Both the Mysterium and the Red Priests had been most diligent in working against fey of the Ashen Court. For the Msyterium it was a a matter of pride to cleave their own awakening to power away from the whims of a cruel and fickle goddess, and for the servants of R'hllor it was stamping out heresy, the sort all of them could agree on. It is little wonder then that there are few fire fey in Volantis and those that are present are well hidden. Few is not none, however, and no hiding hole is deep enough to guard against your magics and Teana's careful searching. You question stones and they whisper back tales they had heard unknowing, you listen to the flow of sap through veins of wood and in that sound read their fears. Where had the fire gone, the flighty swift embers?

Three sets of eyes from shadow spun peer through darkened corners, places familiar indeed to one who had once aided in the first rise of the Mysterium. "You still haven't cleared out Horronno's Square," the headmistress of the Scholarum says absently, looking through the eyes of one of her shades rather than upon the lavish parlor you were gathered in.

"Better to keep all the rats in one easily found basket than upend it over the city in the hopes that the handful you catch would make a difference," Zherys shrugs, though from the momentary tightening of his lips you can see the comment had stung somehow. An old argument perhaps. You had brought Teana here for the very skills and knowledge of the city she was now making use of, but that same history could cut both ways. Hopefully, the edge would be dulled by the work you do here towards a common cause.

"This is, ah... excellent tea, Wisdom," Rina interjects to break the lingering silence. "I've never drank the like."

Zherys' expression shifts swiftly from surprise to interest, though the look was so swift you doubt Rina caught it. His actual response is impeccably courteous, of course. "Qohorik White Tea is in short supply these days as a result of the troubles in the city and the disruptions to trade, but the ability to span the continent by sorcery can cover a multitude of sins." A man who takes his tea even more seriously than you anticipated, you realize, recalling how he had confessed feeling ill at ease working by mage lantern because of how thrifty he had learned to be with magic in his youth.

"What else have you heard from Qohor, or seen of it?" you ask, intrigued. Maelor's report two months ago had revealed the bare bones of the conflict but no more, and with so many more urgent concerns you had decided to leave the City of the Black Goat to its own devices.

"The Qohorik have neither starved nor been eaten by that monstrosity they credulously call a god, so I suppose one must count them fortunate," Zherys snorts. "To answer the obvious question, I am not precisely certain just what the Black Goat is, but if there is one rule that served a sorcerer well in the days before the Awakening, it is to beware of Powers bearing over-generous gifts. The spirits that could still affect the physical world in tangible ways, not just by dream and portent, were extraordinarily rare in those days and almost universally of a rapacious disposition so that they might sustain that connection."

"So this Black Goat had wizards or demons at its call then?" asks Ser Richard. The further question of how best to kill them is unspoken but not unheard.

"I only experienced a direct visitation from such a being once. There was something crawling inside a high priest of their god... or what might have once been a priest. I have my doubts whether he was still alive and not merely a flesh puppet for the creature," the High Speaker's voice is clinical as ever, though you can see a glimpse of old disquiet in his eyes.

"What were you trying to do at the time, Wisdom?" you prompt, trying to guess what might have nested in the priest's flesh. Unfortunately the possibilities were too many for aught but wild guesses.

"Recovery of the knowledge of forging Valyrian steel from their vaults, in what I later realized must have been a planned ambush," he continued his account. "Fortuitously, the event was not without its uses. It was then and there that I obtained the map for the Flesh-Forge I shared with you, Your Grace."

"And the er... monster?" Rina asks tentatively.

"I doused its host in alchemical oils and set it alight," Zherys replies simply, drawing a look of somewhat reluctant approval from Ser Richard. "Alas, I moved in too much haste and did not think to sweep up the ash as I would have done in later years."

"I found one, a sprite living in an old forge," Teana interjects, cutting off the tale.

***​

The fey you happen upon is neither particularly mighty nor swift in flight, a lesser spirit barely brighter than a spark. Instead she turns to you and asks for quarter, vowing to share all she knows so long as you agree to guard her from Ymeri's wrath. "Sworn to live in Her Service, I am. Not sworn to die in it, and against such as you I could only perish," she proclaims.

You share a look with Zherys. There is a slyness to the words, something the faerie spirit does not wish to share and he too feels it. "How easily you surrender your vows," you say lightly, though you doubt the tone can deceive anyone with Ser Richard reaching for his sword.

"Alright, alright, no need to be gruff as a goat," the delicate head shakes with an almost insect-like motion. "None who served Her by oath could pass through the wards of the Bright God, but we who were freed and sent through to trade knowledge and favor of our own accord were exempt. Of course, the Queen dared not free any spirit too mighty for the task, we were to watch and wait, to see the flaws in the ward of faith and sorcery, in the hearts of men divided, but none tasked me to fight a dragon and so I shall not. Follow, if it pleases thee..."

Somewhat amused by the spirit's boldness, you do as she asks and follow her out into an overgrown garden, where fire blooms from a tangle of thorns and in that fire shadows move.


"A flameseer I am, and much have I seen. Tell me then what would you know?" the fey asks as her fingers dance through the shimmering air.

What do you reply?

[] Write in

OOC: You guys wanted rumors, I know this is not quite a recent event even but I figured some information about Qohor delivered organically would be worth showing.
Here's an edited version of the chapter, @DragonParadox.
 
So ask what is up with mansion and why Ymeri still uses it despite being sealed off? Is there a way for freed spirits to enter back in if they can leave? If so can she get us in?

What members of Queen's court is in mansion and what does she see as mighty?
 
[X] What kind of connection does your former Queen have to the sealed mansion of Magister (insert name)?
-[X] Do you know if there are still minions of hers there, and if so what kind?
-[X] Back when we first heard of this the Divinations revealed that the destruction of Volantis was likely if the Mysterium-members entered the mansion first. Do you happen to know how that would have happend and if it still could?

[X] +1 Incantifier
-[X] +1 Charisma
-[X] Moment of Prescience
-[X] +1 Concentration, Diplomacy, Knowledge (Arcana), Spellcraft
-[X] Draconic Bloodline
 
[X] What kind of connection does your former Queen have to the sealed mansion of Magister (insert name)?
-[X] Do you know if there are still minions of hers there, and if so what kind?
-[X] Back when we first heard of this the Divinations revealed that the destruction of Volantis was likely if the Mysterium-members entered the mansion first. Do you happen to know how that would have happend and if it still could?

[X] +1 Incantifier
-[X] +1 Charisma
-[X] Moment of Prescience
-[X] +1 Concentration, Diplomacy, Knowledge (Arcana), Spellcraft
-[X] Draconic Bloodline
Should also ask if it knows where the other minions may be.

[X] Artemis1992
 
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