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

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@DragonParadox, this latest interlude was fantastic. I didn't know I wanted more of the local politics of our distant colonies and the struggle not to create the Mountains of the Moon 2.0, but it's amazing!
 
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Unless otherwise specified, all Forge creations are sterile. The Mind Dragons are an exception to this rule, as they will be able to reproduce naturally.
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You guys talked about it when the flesh forge order was being discussed, dp said that the sapient creations would ask for reproduction systems and presumably that they have them.
Non sapient creatures were not discussed. But I agree that they all should be sterile unless specified.
 
Trek said:
You guys talked about it when the flesh forge order was being discussed, dp said that the sapient creations would ask for reproduction systems and presumably that they have them.
Non sapient creatures were not discussed. But I agree that they all should be sterile unless specified.
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See, sentient creations were otherwise specified as being capable of reproduction. :p
 
@DragonParadox re: Jon Redfort

Isn't it funny how all of the people that Viserys brought in to rule for him turned out to be hypercompetent badasses? Balon Swann goes from "actually kind of decent, too bad he got stuck with the wrong regime" into a badass wild west borderlord courting a femme fatale (this is like the set-up for Dynasty a few threads up or down :p).

Uthero turned a slight obsession with ship building into a head for numbers, organization and economics. Also courting a badass mage.

Jon Redfort also sounds like another quest protagonist. Brother made into a Griffon Knight by the legendary Knight of Thunder, granted rich but harsh lands in the far Eastern border of the Empire, strikes up a friendship with the local tribals, sheds blood with them, and gets a badass mount in the middle of his "adventures" (actually trying to get his fiefdom under control, he doesn't have to go far for it to count as an adventure since he's in life threatening danger every other day). Oh, and things are going stupidly well, likely because he took the path opened to him by listening to the genial Emperor early on in the story about not making enemies but instead friends with the locals wherever possible.

Then he has the gut punch realization that Viserys got the idea from the Vale, and with recent happenings...

I love the drama!

Edit: Especially that last bit is like a glass of ice water down the back.

"King Viserys is an ice cold motherfucker."
 
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@DragonParadox re: Jon Redfort

Isn't it funny how all of the people that Viserys brought in to rule for him turned out to be hypercompetent badasses? Balon Swann goes from "actually kind of decent, too bad he got stuck with the wrong regime" into a badass wild west borderlord courting a femme fatale (this is like the set-up for Dynasty a few threads up or down :p).

Uthero turned a slight obsession with ship building into a head for numbers, organization and economics. Also courting a badass mage.

Jon Redfort also sounds like another quest protagonist. Brother made into a Griffon Knight by the legendary Knight of Thunder, granted rich but harsh lands in the far Eastern border of the Empire, strikes up a friendship with the local tribals, sheds blood with them, and gets a badass mount in the middle of his "adventures" (actually trying to get his fiefdom under control, he doesn't have to go far for it to count as an adventure since he's in life threatening danger every other day). Oh, and things are going stupidly well, likely because he took the path opened to him by listening to the genial Emperor early on in the story about not making enemies but instead friends with the locals wherever possible.

Then he has the gut punch realization that Viserys got the idea from the Vale, and with recent happenings...

I love the drama!

Edit: Especially that last bit is like a glass of ice water down the back.

"King Viserys is an ice cold motherfucker."
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Viserys exudes Greatness. You've just gotta be a halfway decent person in order to soak it up by osmosis, otherwise it clings to you like a foul smell and marks you for elimination or diminishment.
 
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Part MMMCXCVII: Swift Waters and Flickering Flame
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    • Swift Waters and Flickering Flame ​

    Twenty Third Day of the Eleventh Month 293 AC

    You take wing from Lychester Hall, with Dany joining you soon thereafter. You quickly leave the steep hills and crumpling keeps around High Heart far behind for the fertile lands between the Green Fork and the Blue Fork. This is where the Mudd Kings had once reigned from Oldstones, where Jenny once sung before she grew to love Duncan, the Prince of Dragonflies. A patchwork of fields are laid out beneath you, some black and yet unseeded, some golden with the wheat swaying in the wind almost ready for the sickle, and unless you are much mistaken, bearing the faint blush of sorcery, the product of the rituals Baelish has been so diligently spreading.

    "It makes a bit more sense why Lord Keath would be so eager to keep Hoster Tully and the Usurper sweet, doesn't it?" Dany asks, her musings so low they are almost snatched away by the wind of your passing before you can hear them.

    "These lands have precious little in the way of protections if you do not happen to rule far and wide like the Mudds did," you nod. "The rivers would make a fine moat, I suppose, but there is barely anything worth calling a hill hereabouts and those same rivers could just as easily be roads for an invading army."

    "I wonder why the Keaths didn't just take Oldstones. That at least has a decent seat upon its hill," Dany motions towards the ruins looming darkly to the northwest.

    "There is a decree forbidding it from as far back as House Hoare's dominion, though King Aenys passed it into current law," you reply, recalling the detail from a book of laws you had read through a few days ago in preparation for the tour of the Riverlands. "It might have been at the suggestion of the then Lord Tully. The king was known as pliable to such requests."

    "What, you mean only the stupid ones?" Dany jests, reminding you for a moment of how little patience she used to have about learning of the lives of kings who 'didn't do anything'.

    Less than perfect placement or not, Keath Keep has strong defenses with two circular walls, and around it a thriving village. It's more of a small market town really, for all it is not marked as such on most maps, boasting everything from a trio of smithies alive with the ringing of steel, to a tannery whose noxious atmosphere you do not wish to contemplate in any detail, to a small dock that sends ships up and down the Blue Fork. Trade looks to be as brisk as the fields are rich, in spite of the current troubles in the Riverlands. Even better for your purposes, the fish and hook banner rides high above the battlements, marking that Lord Ashwin Keath is present. Is he even now cloistered with his Braavosi solicitors to build a case against Ser Benjicot for the death of his son, you wonder.

    "What's that?" Dany points towards a thread of thin black smoke rising from one of the town's squares. "It looks a little magical... oh." The concern fades from her voice to be replaced by mirth, and you can see why that would be. A small group of Keath armsmen are trying to set a stack of your pamphlets alight. The worst they have managed to do so far is make a few of the corners smolder. They would probably be better off abandoning the public spectacle and tossing the parchments in a smith's forge, not that you mind the show. Seeing how hard the magic letters are to burn may well tempt someone into read them, and your ravens carry more of them in each night.

    What do you do?

    [] Try to speak to Lord Keath directly
    -[] Write in

    [] Speak to one of his solicitors to try to learn more of the case they have been building
    -[] Write

    [] Write in

    OOC: Another short update with a description from above. There is no canon setting for the seat of House Keath, and it made sense to me that someone had to hold the old Mudd lands near Oldstone.
     
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    • [X] Speak with his Solicitors--you honestly probably have some dealing with them through one of your many businesses, Braavos still has some of the best legal experts next to Volantis--and the latter is mostly quite good at poking their way through the bramble of confusing laws and only recently getting their heads on straight thanks to Zherys.
    -[X] Next to that there's also the fact they're your citizens.
    -[X] While you do that have Dany wait for Rhaella and Rina and Ser Kennos to return from Vypren lands by poking around the town with Richard listening for rumors and happenings.
     
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    OOC: Another short update with a description from above. There is no canon setting for the seat of House Keath and it made sense to me that someone had to hold the old Mudd lands near Oldstone. Not yet edited.
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    Even if House Keath only grudgingly follows us--and honestly I feel bad for them, the situation is kind of messed up--I am definitely not going to keep that stupid decree Aenys confirmed into fucking law.

    If you want someone to hold land in your name you should make sure they won't get goddamn steamrolled immediately the moment someone sticks their head south of the neck, comes blowing through from the Bloody Gate or rampages into the Riverlands from the Sunset Sea.
     
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    Even if House Keath only grudgingly follows us--and honestly I feel bad for them, the situation is kind of messed up--I am definitely not going to keep that stupid decree Aenys confirmed into fucking law.

    If you want someone to hold land in your name you should make sure they won't get goddamn steamrolled immediately the moment someone sticks their head south of the neck, comes blowing through from the Bloody Gate or rampages into the Riverlands from the Sunset Sea.
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    I'm just happy we'll get the chance to revamp Oldtown when the time comes. These medieval city designs deeply irritate me.
     
    DragonParadox said:
    Swift Waters and Flickering Flame ​

    Twenty Third Day of the Eleventh Month 293 AC

    Taking wing from Lychester Hall, with Dany joining you soon thereafter. You quickly leave the steep hills and crumpling keeps around High Heart far behind for the fertile lands between the Green Fork and the Blue Fork. This is where the Mudd Kings had once reigned from Oldstones, where Jenny once sung before she grew to love Duncan, the Prince of Dragonflies. A patchwork of fields are laid out beneath you, some black and yet unseeded, some golden with the wheat swaying in the wind almost ready for the sickle, and unless you are much mistaken, bearing the faint blush of sorcery, the rituals Baelish has been so diligently spreading.

    "It makes a bit more sense why Lord Keath would be so eager to keep Hoster Tully and the Usurper sweet, doesn't it?" Dany asks, her musings so low they are almost snatched away by the wind of your passing before you can hear them.

    "These lands have precious little in the way of protections if you do not happen to rule far and wide like the Mudds did," you nod. "The rivers would make a fine moat, I suppose, but there is barely anything worth calling a hill hereabouts and those same rivers could just as easily be roads for an invading army."

    "I wonder why the Keaths didn't just take Oldstones. That at least has a decent seat upon its hill," Dany motions towards the ruins looming darkly to the northwest.

    "There is a decree forbidding it from as far back as House Harre's dominion, though King Aenys passed it into current law," you reply, recalling the detail from a book of laws you had read through a few days ago in preparation for the tour of the Riverlands. "It might have been at the suggestion of the then Lord Tully. The king was known as pliable to such requests."

    "What, you mean only the stupid ones?" Dany jests, reminding you for a moment of how little patience she used to have about learning of the lives of kings who 'didn't do anything'.

    Less than perfect placement or not, Keath Keep has strong defenses with two circular walls, and around it a thriving village. It's more of a small market town really, for all it is not marked as such on most maps, boasting everything from a trio of smithies alive with the ringing of steel, to a tannery whose noxious atmosphere you do not wish to contemplate in any detail, to a small dock that sends ships up and down the Blue Fork. Trade looks to be as brisk as the fields are rich, in spite of the current troubles in the Riverlands. Even better for your purposes, the fish and hook banner rides high above the battlements, marking that Lord Ashwin Keath is present. Is he even now cloistered with his Braavosi solicitors to build a case against Ser Benjicot for the death of his son, you wonder.

    "What's that?" Dany points towards a thread of thin black smoke rising from one of the town's squares. "It looks a little magical... oh." The concern fades from her voice to be replaced by mirth, and you can see why that would be. A small group of Keath armsmen are trying to set a stack of your pamphlets alight. The worst they have managed to do so far is make a few of the corners smolder. They would probably be better off abandoning the public spectacle and tossing the parchment in a smith's forge, not that you mind the show. Seeing how hard the magic letters are to burn may well tempt someone into read them, and your ravens carry more of them in each night.

    What do you do?

    [] Try to speak to Lord Keath directly
    -[] Write in

    [] Speak to one of his solicitors to try to learn more of the case they have been building
    -[] Write

    [] Write in

    OOC: Another short update with a description from above. There is no canon setting for the seat of House Keath, and it made sense to me that someone had to hold the old Mudd lands near Oldstone. Not yet edited.
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    Here's an edited version of the chapter, DP.
     
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