I wonder if they ever question why it's a turtle, or what fascination Viserys has with turtles? Do they call him the Turtle Lord behind his back?
I'd like to think that people attribute a method to our madness. Rather than ascribe the practice to a bizarre quirk of Viserys, turtles are starting to become synonymous with demon slaying. Researchers at the Scholarum are conducting studies into to particular stability of turtles as a polymorphed creature. Sailors out of Imperial ports consider turtles a sign of good fortune and safe passage. A few more eccentric craftsmen and blacksmiths have begun studying the structure of turtle shells to improve their craft.
 
I'd like to think that people attribute a method to our madness. Rather than ascribe the practice to a bizarre quirk of Viserys, turtles are starting to become synonymous with demon slaying. Researchers at the Scholarum are conducting studies into to particular stability of turtles as a polymorphed creature. Sailors out of Imperial ports consider turtles a sign of good fortune and safe passage. A few more eccentric craftsmen and blacksmiths have begun studying the structure of turtle shells to improve their craft.

Viserys: "A-ah yes. I totally meant for all that to happen when I chose that form. Yes definitely, all according to my grand design. Carry on".
 
Irony: Stannis declares for Viserys, and people are torn between indignation of "VISERYS REPLACED STANNIS, HE WOULD NEVER BETRAY ROBERT" and "OH GOD VISERYS IS A MASTERMIND AKIN TO BLOODRAVEN OH GOD WHY NO OH GOD".
 
Irony: Stannis declares for Viserys, and people are torn between indignation of "VISERYS REPLACED STANNIS, HE WOULD NEVER BETRAY ROBERT" and "OH GOD VISERYS IS A MASTERMIND AKIN TO BLOODRAVEN OH GOD WHY NO OH GOD".
Still one of the best scenes in this piece of fiction.
"Must you, Uncle Brynden?" the princess asked in fond exasperation.

And with that Pycelle understood who he was standing before, and in a flash of terrified insight he understood so much more. The Heart Trees taking root in the east, the magic so quickly learned, and how a boy of seven-and-ten could have conquered so widely in so brief a time. He remembered the Bloodraven whose cold gaze could make strong men's knees go weak. He remembered seeing him ride away in shame North. From that day he had taken the lesson that had followed him all his life—even the strongest could fall.

...but he was still alive... still plotting...


Pycelle distantly heard someone screaming. A few moments later he realized that someone was him.
 
I need to re-read that. In fact, I want to re-read the entire thing. But I don't want to read the earlier stuff; I actually prefer the "Viserys building his kingdom" thing. Around where does Viserys start the plan to conquer the Stepstones?
 
Irony: Stannis declares for Viserys, and people are torn between indignation of "VISERYS REPLACED STANNIS, HE WOULD NEVER BETRAY ROBERT" and "OH GOD VISERYS IS A MASTERMIND AKIN TO BLOODRAVEN OH GOD WHY NO OH GOD".
Bloodraven is super influential in KL right now, so... What you're really asking is "does he find it funny to get everyone talking about Bloodraven while he's standing right there, or not?"

More seriously, most people don't think of Bloodraven when they start talking about masterminds. He's been dead and gone for ages, now. And his biggest mastermind exploits will always be hidden from all...
 
Bloodraven is super influential in KL right now, so... What you're really asking is "does he find it funny to get everyone talking about Bloodraven while he's standing right there, or not?"

More seriously, most people don't think of Bloodraven when they start talking about masterminds. He's been dead and gone for ages, now. And his biggest mastermind exploits will always be hidden from all...
Yeah I guess, but people don't talk about Varys outside of King's Landing either, really, his whole thing is to "boring functionary who's leeching off the realm, too important to get rid of, and also no one would do his job better by virtue of being upstanding nobles rather than conniving effeminate toadies with contacts everywhere".

So if you want evil mastermind, it's either Bloodraven, who actually did develop that reputation while holding the Master of Whispers title, or Viserys Targaryen, who is the local BBEG.
 
Winning vote
Adhoc vote count started by Goldfish on Nov 22, 2019 at 2:15 PM, finished with 19 posts and 12 votes.

  • [X] Involve Lord Lolliston in the investigation, maybe he will better learn the lesson of the dangers his people might face though his carelessness
    -[X] Share the first of the tomes you are giving to the loyal Lords with him - the Canticle of Decay, perhaps offering some magic to have him read through it faster, in order to him have the necessary context to the creatures you captured.
    -[X] Afterwards, throughly question every Daemon, using the Brain Spider and any other relevant spells-
    --[X] True Names to any and all Daemons, or other Outsider, they know - they all will be summoned and captured as per regular safety protocols.
    --[X] What was their purpose here - all beings involved in the plan, an account of every being they so much as interacted with (and possibly corrupted/plagued) along the way.
    --[X] Who, exactly, was their master? We assume it was the Moonpale Maiden, but there are more Archdaemons than it.
    --[X] Any knowledge of ploys by other Daemons, or other Outsiders they are aware of
    --[X] Any stashes of equipment, resources, any treasures, or secret places of power they are aware of. (if any are known, will be added to our "to clear-out"-list for Westeros).
 
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Part MMMCLXXXIX: Ill Fortune's Gambit
Ill Fortune's Gambit

Twenty First Day of the Eleventh Month 293 AC

There is a very particular sort of fear that comes with understanding, you have seen it time and again in the eyes of those facing fiends and monsters, the otherworldly fey and the unhallowed dead, or even the light of an angel's gaze. Even after more than four years you still remember what it was like for you that first time looking at the fiend of crackling flame and if you live to your five thousandth year you do not think you will forget. Knowing this you could have shielded Lord Lolliston from the worst of the blow, you could have handed him a book to read, you could have shown him Sorcerer's Deep before having to confront the physical reality of a fiend. You do none of that because you remember another fear also, the fear of children under the hangman's noose.

Still, though you do not soften the blow you answer all his questions one by one and somewhere in the midst of those many, many answers he gives you one of his own. House Loliston will stand with you against the Baratheons, so long as you stand with them against the deeper evils of the world. You take his pledge, of course, already considering how the needs of his House and its people might be met, but for now you turn to face the Famine Fiend and learn from it how it had come to be here in the Riverlands, and of what other plots and horrors it might know.

The news is thankfully as good as any one might pick from the mind of a daemon, Limaes does not know of any other Daemons, indeed she does not know of any other fiends abroad in the world besides the ones you had already captured, nor any secrets nor treasures fair or foul. As for how she had come to Oakbarrel it appears daemons are as inclined to plot and intrigue against their fellows as demons and devils for in the midst of a cult of death the Servants of Famine gathered, knowing and unknowing alike in a strange reversal of the calamities they represent.

Further, the means by which the influence of the Horseman of Famine escaped Tyrosh was ingenious certainly, but also fragile. Talismans like the ones you had seen around the necks of those now languishing in Lord Luthor's dungeon, not true magic that would call the diviner's attention, but tokens with an affinity for the Powers of Abandon. Enough to reach the dreams of mortals, enough to tempt those already haunted by misfortune to sow the seeds of yet more misery. Devils scheme and demons sunder, but it seems daemons are content to slowly gnaw at the souls of men, bidding their time until chance should deliver onto them a vessel for their plans. Such a vessel was Roderick the Scarred, the mage whom the Golden Shields did indeed face and slay, though not before he had the chance to summon the sorcerer daemon who in turn called out to the greater Famine Fiend before you.

So at last you come to the purpose of the curse and its nature. Having realized it lacked the strength to face any of the more powerful sorcerers of the land the maledaemon masquerading as a stranger with skill as a healer concocted a subtler plan, to craft a layered complex ritual of self-perpetuating drought and then to test it upon the Lolliston lands. Somewhat to your surprise the daemon understood the implications of the fertility rituals that were growing ever more prevalent in the Seven Kingdoms, she knew that the price of grain would plummet to the point of being near worthless.

Let them burn their granaries in rage, then the drought will come. A few rumors that it had been the arcane rituals responsible for the cursed weather and thousands perhaps, tens of thousands would die, not all to starvation of course but Limaes was a practical sort of monster.

By the end of the account Lord Luthor is white as a sheet, fear of fiends and the unknown subsumed in the more comprehensible terror of mass revolt. "Your Grace, what is there to do?"

"Thankfully the Maledaemon herself is the center of her ritual, with her on hand it should be posibile to shatter it." you reply briefly, considering if it would be worth your time to extract the ritual lore from the fiend's mind.

If you want a house you build a house, you don't start with a burrow in the nearest dung heap, Varys offers, almost making you smile ruefully at her point. More than likely it would take more time to remove the influence of the daemons from any ritual lore than it would take to build an equivalent conceptual structure from the ground up.

It seems this particular cabal of fiends has left you with nothing but a few more sacrifices to offer the Old Gods or Yss, though on the other hand at least it could be tied off with some confidence if you can deal with the rest of the jackal-headed amulets.

What do you do with the maledaemon and the last of the problems facing House Loliston?

Daemon

[] Sacrifice her before Lord Luther's Heart Tree to empower it

[] Keep her for now and try to break the curse by using miracle

[] Write in


Grain Thieves

[] Try to convince Lord Luther not to kill the children, but allow the rest to the hanged

[] All of them were to an extent under the influence of the curse that touched much more than the weather, seek clemency and ensure that any 'good luck charms' are destroyed

[] Write in


Grain Trade

[] Bid the loyalist lords to trade with House Lolliston

[] Try to arrange an indirect trade in the east

[] Write in


OOC: These fiends were not really in your weight class, so having them spin off to who knows how many clean-up operations just did not seem fun to me.
 
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[] Attempt to use the Daemons as a sort of a "beacon" to any remaining talismans empowered by powers of Abandon (using the Staff of Ages if necessary)- having the Maledaemon's ritual broken with a Miracle afterwards.

@DragonParadox, would the above work?
Just getting a general "map" made via the Daemons full of same sort of energy, and having loyal men/teleporting Devils/low-level minions hunt down every amulet later?
 
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@DragonParadox, would the above work?
Just getting a general "map" made via the Daemons full of same sort of energy, and having loyal men/teleporting Devils/low-level minions hunt down every amulet later?

The staff of ages is too limited for that, it curses people, not uses people to find items. That said you could just as Yss or Zathir for the boon. Yss is sleeping right now but Zathir is willing and able to help.
 
Ill Fortune's Gambit

Twenty First Day of the Eleventh Month 293 AC

There is a very particular sort of fear that comes with understanding. You have seen it time and again in the eyes of those facing fiends and monsters, the otherworldly fey, and the unhallowed dead, or even the light of an angel's gaze. Even after more than four years, you still remember what it was like for you that first time looking at the fiend of crackling flame, and if you live to your five thousandth year, you do not think you will forget. Knowing this, you could have shielded Lord Lolliston from some of the worst of the blow, you could have handed him a book to read, you could have shown him Sorcerer's Deep before having to confront the physical reality of a fiend. You do none of that because you remember another fear also, the fear of children under the hangman's noose.

Although you do not soften the blow, you answer all his questions one by one, and somewhere in the midst of those many, many answers, he gives you one of his own. House Loliston will stand with you against the Baratheons, so long as you stand with his against the deeper evils of the world. You take his pledge, of course, already considering how the needs of his House and its people might be met, but for now you turn to face the Famine Fiend and learn from it how it had come to be here in the Riverlands, and of what other plots and horrors it might know.

The news is thankfully as good as any one might pick from the mind of a daemon. Limaes does not know of any other daemons, indeed she does not know of any other fiends abroad in the world besides the ones you had already captured nor any secrets or treasures, fair or foul. As for how she had come to Oakbarrel, it appears daemons are as inclined to plot and intrigue against their fellows as demons and devils, for in the midst of a cult of death, the Servants of Famine gathered, knowing and unknowing alike, in a strange reversal of the calamities they represent.

Further, the means by which the influence of the Horseman of Famine escaped Tyrosh was ingenious certainly, but also fragile. Talismans like the ones you had seen around the necks of those now languishing in Lord Luthor's dungeon, not true magic that would call the diviner's attention, but tokens with an affinity for the Powers of Abandon. Enough to reach the dreams of mortals, and enough to tempt those already haunted by misfortune to sow the seeds of yet more misery. Devils scheme and demons sunder, but it seems daemons are content to slowly gnaw at the souls of men, biding their time until chance should deliver onto them a vessel for their plans. Such a vessel was Roderick the Scarred, the mage whom the Golden Shields did indeed face and slay, though not before he had the chance to summon the sorcerer daemon who in turn called out to the greater Famine Fiend before you.

So at last you come to the purpose of the curse and its nature. Having realized it lacked the strength to face any of the more powerful sorcerers of the land, the maledaemon masquerading as a stranger with skills as a healer, concocted a subtler plan, to craft through layered complex ritual, a self-perpetuating drought and then to test it upon the Lolliston lands. Somewhat to your surprise, the daemon understood the implications of the fertility rituals that were growing ever more prevalent in the Seven Kingdom. She knew that the price of grain would plummet to the point of being near worthless.

Let them burn their granaries in rage, then the drought will come. A few rumors that it had been the arcane rituals responsible for the cursed weather and thousands perhaps tens of thousands would die, not all to starvation, of course, but Limaes was a practical sort of monster.

By the end of the account, Lord Luthor is white as a sheet fear of fiends and the unknown subsumed in the more comprehensible terror of mass revolt. "Your Grace, what is there to do?"

"Thankfully, the Maledaemon herself is the center of her ritual. With her on hand, it should be possible to shatter it," you reply, briefly considering if it would be worth your time to extract the ritual lore from the fiend's mind.

If you want a house, you build a house. You don't start with a burrow in the nearest dung heap, Varys offers, almost making you smile ruefully at her point. More likely than not, it would take more time to remove the influence of the archdaemons from any ritual lore than it would take to build an equivalent conceptual structure from the ground up.

It seems this particular cabal of fiends has left you with nothing but a few more sacrifices to offer the Old Gods or Yss, though on the other hand, at least it could be tied off with some confidence so long as you can deal with the rest of the jackal-headed amulets.

What do you do with the Maledaemon and the last of the problems facing House Loliston?

Daemon

[] Sacrifice her before Lord Luther's Heart Tree to empower it

[] Keep her for now try to break the curse by using miracle

[] Write in


Grain Thieves

[] Try to convince Lord Luther not to kill the children but allow the rest to the hanged

[] All of them were to an extent under the influence of the curse that touched much more than the weather, seek clemency though ensuring that any 'good luck charms' are destroyed

[] Write in


Grain Trade

[] Bid the loyalist lords to trade with House Lolliston

[] Try to arrange an indirect trade in the east

[] Write in


OOC: These fiends were not really in your weight class so having them spin off to who knows how many clean-up operations just did not seem fun to me. Not yet edited.
Here's an edited version of the chapter, DP.
 
The staff of ages is too limited for that, it curses people, not uses people to find items. That said you could just as Yss or Zathir for the boon. Yss is sleeping right now but Zathir is willing and able to help.
Okay then,

[X] Ask Zathir for help with finding and possibly destroying all the remaining tokens of Abandon's power.
-[X] Using the House of Mirrors, the Daemons captured, remains of the "lucky charms" and a bit of his newfound power, a reliable "map" of sorts could be made to all those unlucky enough to having found one such talisman in their posession.
-[X] The bearers of such will be found and managed a bit later, if simply destroying the talismans in a single chain reaction isn't possible.
-[X] Afterwards, break the ritual set up by Maledaemon with a Miracle.

All the other points...
Eh, I have about zero idea. And don't really care particularly much for the resoultion of either.
@Crake, ball's in yer court now.
 
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Are these three separate votes? I only feel particularly strongly about the second.

[X] All of them were to an extent under the influence of the curse that touched much more than the weather, seek clemency though ensuring that any 'good luck charms' are destroyed
-[X] "Where doubt and fiendish works mingle, I find that the surest course of action is to undermine whatever ends the hellish creatures had sought to achieve.
-[X] Gift Lord Lolliston a book of law along with the other information we give our newly sworn lords.
--[X] "Even in a world newly woken to horrors such as you've seen today, we may build stability and order. Hopefully this can give perspective on the type of society that can thrive in spite of our enemies' best efforts."

Probably best to vote by plan, there is some influence across all three of them.
 
In that case I think asking Zathir like @egoo suggested, seeking clemency, and arranging indirect trade from the East would be a good collective approach. Anyone one of those approaches potentially marks Lollinston as a loyalist if someone important digs too deeply, so we might as well go all in.
 
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[X] Plan "Snek, Curses and Grain, Oh My".

[X] Ask Zathir for help with finding and possibly destroying all the remaining tokens of Abandon's power.
-[X] Using the House of Mirrors, the Daemons captured, remains of the "lucky charms" and a bit of his newfound power, a reliable "map" of sorts could be made to all those unlucky enough to having found one such talisman in their posession.
-[X] The bearers of such will be found and managed a bit later, if simply destroying the talismans in a single chain reaction isn't possible.

-[X] Afterwards, break the ritual set up by Maledaemon with a Miracle.

[X] All of them were to an extent under the influence of the curse that touched much more than the weather, seek clemency though ensuring that any 'good luck charms' are destroyed
-[X] "Where doubt and fiendish works mingle, I find that the surest course of action is to undermine whatever ends they had sought to achieve.

-[X] Gift Lord Lolliston a book of law along with the other information we give our newly sworn lords.
--[X] "Even in a world newly woken to horrors such as you've seen today, we may build stability and order. Hopefully this can give perspective on the type of society that can thrive in spite of our enemies' best efforts."


[X] Try to arrange an indirect trade in the east

Feel free to cannibalize the vote ya'll, imma sleep now.
 
[X] Ask Zathir for help with finding and possibly destroying all the remaining tokens of Abandon's power.
-[X] Using the House of Mirrors, the Daemons captured, remains of the "lucky charms" and a bit of his newfound power, a reliable "map" of sorts could be made to all those unlucky enough to having found one such talisman in their posession.
-[X] The bearers of such will be found and managed a bit later, if simply destroying the talismans in a single chain reaction isn't possible.
-[X] Afterwards, break the ritual set up by Maledaemon with a Miracle.

[X] 2) Offer all of them clemency. The point of all this is for Lord Lolliston to take a more direct stake in the well being of his people, if not from any goodness of his own heart then common sense developed in a world where fiends and worse are a genuine concern. Try to give him some advice and tell him of your experiences with cults and how you've countered them extremely well by being very fastidious in taking care of those under your rule, and this actually pays back dividends since people have bolstered the economy and been more loyal workers.

[X] 3) Have all of the Loyalist Lords in the Riverlands sell some grain. If anyone calls foul, he'll have over two thirds of the Riverlands telling the interloper outsider to fuck off for it is an affair of the Riverlands and they are merely circling their wagons, so they should mind their own affairs. Simple as that. Hoster Tully can't afford to contradict this narrative, either, as it would show him as truly spineless and weak.
-[X] Have Lord Lolliston go out of his way to meet with several different Riverlander Lords and have rumors of him taking the matter of the borderline famine into hand by dealing for the grain with those with the sense to realize chaos in his land can spell chaos for the Riverlands.
 
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@Interregnum, note, I'm changing away from the vote and tally may get borked, so if you prefer the "plan" I threw together you may want to quote it fully.

[X] Crake

Nighty-night all, and back to boring Westeros we go.
 
I'm so sick of leaning on Gods for literally everything. Ugh.

[X] Sacrifice her before Lord Luther's Heart Tree to empower it
[X] All of them were to an extent under the influence of the curse that touched much more than the weather, seek clemency though ensuring that any 'good luck charms' are destroyed
[X] Bid the loyalist lords to trade with House Lolliston
 
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