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

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Jack vile Ripper said:
DOGS DROOL!!!
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That's cute, and you know it!

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@Crake, any further detail on the Lords themselves?

[X] Have Dany and Lya visit the archives of Wintefell again, while returning to settle the political conflict yourself, speaking to the two heirs and then their fathers.
-[X] Cast Legend Lore on the sword beforehand, it may just reveal enough of importance to make a better guess.
 
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Viserys: "Hey Vee, it's been a while since we talked. Anyway, I'm just here to drop off a pack of wild, untamed wolves that I collected for my hoa- I mean recruited. Bye!"

Vee: *stares as two dozen wolves immediately start marking, scratching, digging, and generally being a huge nuisance* "Gods. Damned. Dragons."
 
DragonParadox said:
Waters of the Past ​

Twenty Third Day of the Eleventh Month 293 AC

"I would see this bitter water for myself, in exchange..." technically, the meat had been only to talk, not to lead you somewhere. While wolves were unlikely to split hairs, you always did like dogs, and what is a wolf if not the first of all dogs? Reaching out to the wellspring of power within, you speak a word of grand healing upon the whole pack, old injuries mended, lingering maladies cured, and even a bit of the touch of old age and hard living lifted as the glade fills with golden light.

The black wolf jumps back startled, but he knows his own body and knows that he feels better than before. With a tongue-lolling 'smile' he lopes ahead, enjoying the feeling of perfect health. Maybe enjoying it a little too much, as both you and Ser Richard have to resort to flying in order to keep up on the rough forest floor. At the knight's look you shrug and smile sheepishly. "It's a nice wolf, and despite what many think, a healthy prosperous pack is vanishingly unlikely to trouble men. It's in the lean and hungry times they trouble folk, or when something else compels them..."

It does not take you long to find the something, another far larger clearing among the forest of oak and aspen, and within was a pool of still water with not a trace of moss growing upon its crumbling shore, nor a single willow bold enough to dip its roots into the water. At first sight it looks like the sort of pond that gathers intermittent runoff up in the hills, filling up and drying out a hundred times in every season, but looking into the surprisingly clear water you see no trace of the sort of leaf litter and other refuse that would gather in such a place, only stones worn smooth by water and time. This pool has been here a very long time and not wholly by natural circumstance.

"Thank you for leading us here," you say to the wolf with a careful a pat on the head. Not quite careful enough that he does not nip at your hand from sheer instinct, but even in this form your skin is too hard to be pierced by a wolf's fangs, and when you start scratching him behind the ears where he cannot normally reach, he presses into your hand happily.

"Are you going to take that home?" asks an amused Ser Richard.

You consider the matter briefly, there is room enough in Mosshold and it really is a very nice wolf. "Do you wish for a new home where food will always be plentiful and you need not have fear death through disease or injury?"

The wolf ponders the matter for a long moment, weighing its present territory against the promise you have made, then nudges your hand in agreement.

"Yes, we are taking them home," you answer a surprised Ser Richard.

The wolves are Vee's concern, however, for you have a mystery to untangle. Silently, you reach out with your senses, to see through veils and catch the glint of magic in the air, if there is any to be seen. At first it seems as though you had caught nothing but a dead end, the air dead of both sight and sound. Then you catch a glimmer of something sparking in the water brighter than moonlight, perhaps a light that only a mage's sight can catch.

Two wishes more you weave upon yourself and Ser Richard both, to grant you breath like a fish to pass unhindered beneath the surface. The water is clammy and colder than it aught to be, though not uncommonly so. The deeper you walk the more it darkens, soon out of all proportion with its actual depth. Rather than conjure light so that darkness might be warned Ser Richard uses a bound enchantment to see through it as you already can, until at last you spot something embedded among the stones.

"A sword, or what's left of one at least," you say pulling the hilt free of the earth for the first time in who knows how many centuries. Green, not rust-red with age. Bronze then, First Men work. The pommel is the head of some snarling beast, though which you cannot tell in its current from, but the runes along what is left of the blade reveal more: "Honor... Chase... Moon... Key," you trace the markings in turn. "The sword was a gift to a hunter, a symbol of status. Maybe authority, or perhaps a hunt's master?" Turning the blade around you see perhaps the last runes you had expected to find here: Frost, kingship, and an accent that is usually reserved for feared beasts like wolves or bears, the Kings of Winter, the Starks of old.

"Maybe we aught to get out of the water before we look that over, Your Grace," Ser Richard's voice draws you from your thoughts.

"Yes, of course," you agree quickly. Out of the darkness where colors bleed back into the world in the fragile moonlight, you realize your first guess was wrong about the sword. While it is indeed green with age and corrosion, the missing piece of the blade had been broken long ago, perhaps in battle.

"Did you find anything more?" you send to Dany after a moment.

"No news, though in this case it is good news, too. No lingering effects of the sickness in Copperidge," she answers. In a less pleased tone she adds, "No trace of magic or enchantment either, and we are going to have to wait until morning to interview more people." When she hears what you had found, she and the others translocate to meet you on the shores of the nameless lake.

"How old is that?" your mother asks, pointing at the blade before her eyes flicker momentarily to Rina.

"Not that old," the younger mage says definitively. "The runes are more rounded, meant to be forged into metal not carved into stone. From the Age of Heroes, not the Age of Dawn."

Luckily, you have an expert on runes to call upon to give a more definite answer.

"You are looking at somewhere between Jorah Stark, Edrick Snowbeard, and Edwyn the Spring King," Waymar says after weighing the blade in hand. "It's not just the runes, but the way they forged the guard, almost ornate see. It fell out of favor with Jon the Eight Stark, and Brandon Ice Eyes would probably sooner stab you with one of these than gift it, too much of a reminder of his great-grandfather's weakness."

"Snowbeard is the one who lost the Wolf's Den and Ice Eyes the one who won it back, if I remember right?" Rina half asks. "It looks like this comes from a time the North, or at least the Starks, were weak. Although what it's doing this far south and tangled with a curse..."

"The new moon is two days from now. Maybe we should get back to dealing with the politics and watch the sword to see if it does anything strange," your mother interjects.

"Or we could see if Eddard Stark's forbearance extends to another visit to his archives," Dany offers. "I'm not sure I want to wait until this thing has power again. It's too skilled at hiding itself, too skilled by half."

What do you do next?

[] Return to settling the political conflict, speak to the two heirs and then their fathers
-[] Write in

[] Try to gain access to the archives of Winterfell again
-[] Write in

[] Write in

OOC: That was a lot longer than I expected it to be, hopefully the atmosphere is worth it. I had actually missed that you guys wanted to take the wolves, thankfully it got caught in beta.
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Here's an edited version of the chapter, DP.

Aww, doggies, you're all ours now. That was super cute, DP. Viserys' diplomacy skill is so useful. Thanks! 🐶
 
Jack vile Ripper said:
Great, we've got another pack in our menagerie.

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Can we have cats next please?
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It was just last month when we got the Dweomercat Kitties.
DragonParadox said:
You know if there's one thing I was not expecting out of this arc it was a new chapter in the eternal cat vs dog debate. Personally I am the worst of heretics in that regard, I like both equally. :V
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Yeah, I like cats, too. I've got a cat and a dog sleeping side by side on my bed right now.
 
Goldfish said:
The secret is to get them when they're puppies or kitties. That way they grow up thinking tentacles and eye stalks are normal.
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Yeah, joking aside, my lab/retriever mix worked splendidly with the stray cat we had.

Cat dropped the food from up high to the floor for the dog (and later on, even opening cupboards), and the dog ripped the metallized packages of cat food too thick for her co-conspirator's teeth to get through.

Truly, hunger is the engine of progress :V


:cry2:
 
egoo said:
Yeah, joking aside, my lab/retriever mix worked splendidly with the stray cat we had.

Cat dropped the food from up high to the floor for the dog (and later on, even opening cupboards), and the dog ripped the metallized packages of cat food too thick for her co-conspirator's teeth to get through.

Truly, hunger is the engine of progress :V

:cry2:
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Yeah, Sunny is always knocking stuff down for Luna to chew on, including things we put in the cabinets above the counter top.

The myth of dog vs cat rivalry is just that...a myth. That said, put a squirrel or a rabbit in front of Luna and she'll lose her damned mind...
 
[X] Viserys uses a pair of Gloves of Object Reading we purchased from the Githzerai to learn what he can of the sword's history, then uses Legend Lore to supplement what he learned via Object Reading.
-[X] We will decide on how to proceed based upon what we learn from the sword.
 
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[X] Give the sword over and have Dany and Lya visit the archives of Winterfell again, while you yourself will be returning to settle the political conflict, speaking to the two heirs and then their fathers.
-[X] Send a letter pressed with your seal ahead to Lord Stark:
-[X] "Lord Eddard,
-[X] While this matter that I have sent my sister to inquire upon your hospitality and lore once again was not discovered within the North, as the matter my Companion Xor dealt with was, this force working its will upon the land might be malevolent just the same, and quite clearly has a link to your ancestors. I have learnt not to underestimate the reach of those who had been thought buried deep in the past, as the Barrows cleared of specters and wights have evidenced. While I cannot claim with confidence this is a matter They have had a hand in, which would make it both of our concern, any being which wishes to drown the land in bloodshed without regard to the despair that might follow is an avowed enemy of both our Houses, more so perhaps one which might carry on ancient grudges in the name of your own line.
-[X] Deeply, I thank you for your forbearance in this matter, as well as the other.
-[X] Viserys Targaryen"
--[X] It does not escape that when signing your own name in personal correspondences to Lords in Westeros, you have been quite consistent with not naming yourself King at the end. It must be amusing to think of how many had appended the title inside of their own minds for all the lack of it.
---[X] Cast Legend Lore on the sword beforehand, it may just reveal enough of importance to make a better guess.
----[X] One thing is clear here, while you are confident you can convince, with all the aid you can bring to bear, both Ser Brynden and Lady Barbara to make peace, it would be vastly easier to convince Lord Tytos and Lord Jonos that peace is in their own best interest once it has been made clear unspeakable evils have already made war between their lines its motivation, perhaps all the better to end their lines once and for all rather than simply adding another page of tragedy to the chronicle.

[X] Goldfish

This works well too.
 
Crake said:
[X] Give the sword over and have Dany and Lya visit the archives of Winterfell again, while you yourself will be returning to settle the political conflict, speaking to the two heirs and then their fathers.
-[X] Send a letter pressed with your seal ahead to Lord Stark:
-[X] "Lord Eddard,
-[X] While this matter that I have sent my sister to inquire upon your hospitality and lore once again was not discovered within the North, as the matter my Companion Xor dealt with was, this force working its will upon the land might be malevolent just the same, and quite clearly has a link to your ancestors. I have learnt not to underestimate the reach of those who had been thought buried deep in the past, as the Barrows cleared of specters and wights have evidenced. While I cannot claim with confidence this is a matter They have had a hand in, which would make it both of our concern, any being which wishes to drown the land in bloodshed without regard to the despair that might follow is an avowed enemy of both our Houses, more so perhaps one which might carry on ancient grudges in the name of your own line.
-[X] Deeply, I thank you for your forbearance in this matter, as well as the other.
-[X] Viserys Targaryen"
--[X] It does not escape that when signing your own name in personal correspondences to Lords in Westeros, you have been quite consistent with not naming yourself King at the end. It must be amusing to think of how many had appended the title inside of their own minds for all the lack of it.
---[X] Cast Legend Lore on the sword beforehand, it may just reveal enough of importance to make a better guess.
----[X] One thing is clear here, while you are confident you can convince, with all the aid you can bring to bear, both Ser Brynden and Lady Barbara to make peace, it would be vastly easier to convince Lord Tytos and Lord Jonos that peace is in their own best interest once it has been made clear unspeakable evils have already made war between their lines its motivation, perhaps all the better to end their lines once and for all rather than simply adding another page of tragedy to the chronicle.

[X] Goldfish

This works well too.
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Oh, okay...was actually gonna recommend a couple changes to your plan then vote for you. :p

There's a good chance we'll need to send someone to Winterfell anyway, though, so let's keep your plan ready for re-use.
 
Goldfish said:
Oh, okay...was actually gonna recommend a couple changes to your plan then vote for you. :p

There's a good chance we'll need to send someone to Winterfell anyway, though, so let's keep your plan ready for re-use.
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That's why I kept it up and struck through it. We'll probably be using most of it.
 
I want Tabaxi for the empire.... That or some winged cats. Those make for decent familiars.
 
Crake said:
That's why I kept it up and struck through it. We'll probably be using most of it.
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If we do send someone to Winterfell, I think it should be Dany and Rina, maybe with Waymar along as the next best thing to an expert on the time period from which the sword originates. Lya is probably happily puttering around in her lab, so I don't see the need to bug her right now.
 
lockingbane said:
I want Tabaxi for the empire.... That or some winged cats. Those make for decent familiars.
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Sothoryos is a big place. Once things settle down a bit and we've removed a couple of the more pressing enemies from the board, I would like to explore deeper into the continent (or just come at it from orbit using the Moonchaser). I bet there are sorts of interesting non-human civilizations to be found, cat people included.
 
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