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Like it. The siren call of 9th Level spells from two disciplines compels you.This is cheesy.
I'm torn between liking it, and wanting to keep the Druids as Druids for fluff alone.
Halp.
Like it. The siren call of 9th Level spells from two disciplines compels you.This is cheesy.
I'm torn between liking it, and wanting to keep the Druids as Druids for fluff alone.
Halp.
I'd like to have one of them at least as a proper summon-and-buff focussed Druid.@Goldfish With the twins, the fact that they have to take Int as their 14 stat hurts a bit what with Wildshape focused druids being a bit MAD.
OTOH, grab a level of Wizard next level and then Alternative Source Spell and they can start picking up Arcane Hierophant Levels and finish with Mystic Theurge (with a few levels of Druid retrained for Theurge for that sweet sweet 9th Level Divine and Arcane loadout).
So one should take Vee's PRC instead?I'd like to have one of them at least as a proper summon-and-buff focussed Druid.
Need not be heavy into Wildshape, though having it is obviously better than not.
Very nice. Super versatile.@Crake
For minimal level entry I think Druid 3/Wizard 1 (with Precocious Apprentice for a level 2 spell), then 4 levels Theurge to get the neccessary +4 BAB and then Hierophant until max (following by rounding out with Theurge) would work best.
That means level 19 Druid / 17 Wizard casting at level 20. Both enough for ninth circle. Additionally Wildshape like a Level 13 Druid.
Don't think it gets any better?
I also don't want the druids to not be druids, it doesn't really fit with their path as greenseers.This ischeesyefficient.
I'm torn between liking it, and wanting to keep the Druids as Druids for fluff alone.
Halp.
Patently false. Look at Bloodraven.I also don't want the druids to not be druids, it doesn't really fit with their path as greenseers.
Haha."You could always, you know bring him back in a new body every time his current one wears out," the younger of the twins suggested.
"That is a potted plant not a husband," Reva counters gamely
...until you encounter an odd envoy. In post places a five foot high humanoid rodent with sleek grey fur, wearing bone and copper goggles that shine en eerie blue would be cause for alarm, in Sorcerer's Deep he merely draws the odd curious look.
Rat meat kebab is horrible !King's Landing: "DEMON! AAAHHH DEMON RAT! KILL IT WITH FIRE!"
Sorcerer's Deep: "Fancy a kebab? It's got nice spices, for you two copper, eh? Have fun at the Mirror Play!"
Rat People:
Here's an edited version of the chapter, DP.With Untied Tongues
Thirty-First Day of the Twelfth Month 293 AC
Liset and Reva prove as clever and insightful as you might expect from children fortunate enough to learn from Brynden Rivers, skilled not only in sorcery learned beneath the gaze of the Old Gods, but also history, mathematics, and even courtly graces. You doubt there had been many Greenseers over the long ages so knowledgeable in the ways and doings of humankind.
Thankfully, it looks like the girls have learned more than magic in Sorcerer's Deep, being at ease enough with Teana to continue lightly teasing her, even while remaining scrupulously courteous. They likely do not have as many friends as some of your other wards, but they certainly seek out the company of others far more than when they had first arrived in the Deep.
Reva is even quite curious as to when Theon will be coming back, having maintained a correspondence with him. "The look on his face when he figures out I learned more magic right here while he sailed to so many strange lands should be worth the wait," she giggles. "Hope I'll have a dragon by then, too."
Her sister rolls her eyes in an exaggerated gesture that is more for your sake and Teana's, you suspect. "Set your cap on him already, did you?" It was odd to hear the distinctly Westerosi expression in the complex tongue of Volantis, but it has seeped into the common dialect of Sorcerer's Deep through some quirk of linguistics.
Rather than taking the bait, Reva snorts. "We'll probably outlive his great-great-grandchildren, it would be rather foolish of me to form such and attachment."
"You know, you could always bring him back in a new body every time his current one wears out," the younger of the twins suggested.
"That is a potted plant, not a husband," Reva counters gamely.
Thus deciding to spend a little more time with your wards, you move on into the city to the sounds of sisterly jests and good-natured bickering only spoken aloud for your benefit. The four of you pass under the silvered mirror feeling the faint shiver of Dany's newly-completed magic ensuring that the listeners understand the show no matter the tongue they are spoken in. You allow the discussion to flow past you feeling a smile tug at the corners of your mouth...
"I think it's rather short-sighted to cast that enchantment. Now what reason would they have to actually learn languages?"
"The same reasons people have always had, so they can talk to people, or for fun like us."
"The commons do not learn languages for fun."
"Oh, so you think they are stupid?"
"I think they have to work more and have less time to themselves."
...until you encounter an odd envoy. In most places, a five foot high humanoid rodent with sleek grey fur, wearing bone and copper goggles that shine an eerie blue, would be cause for alarm. In Sorcerer's Deep he merely draws the odd curious look.
This then is an unexpected child of the alchemists' experiments. You bow in greetings and offer introductions while looking the traveler over with mage sight. Nothing of great potency, but he is wearing about as much enchantment as a merchant of middling means could afford, which is no small feat for the envoy of a people living off the leavings of King's Landing.
As you had expected, the prospect of a home where they can walk in the light of day, safe and protected by the law as any other, is tempting for these folk, though they do choose to leave a few of their numbers behind in King's Landing. A territorial inclination, or a fall-back position in case your offer should prove to be too good to be true? you wonder.
Both will resolve themselves in time, you are sure, and so welcome the Deep's newest citizens warmly. The Under-City shall be a much more fitting home to them than the sewers and Fleabottom. No one should have to live in either.
What next?
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OOC: Mirrors and rat-folk covered, only a bit more to go to finish off the last of the month. Not yet edited.
If mortality is an issue that she's not willing to use Reincarnation against, she could just marry a Dragon. Or an Outsider. Plenty of choices.Her sister rolls her eyes in an exaggerated gesture that is more for your sake and Teana's you suspect. "Set your cap on him already did you?" It was odd to hear the distinctly Westerosi expression in the complex tongue of Volantis, but it has seeped into the common dialect of Sorcerer's Deep though some quirk of linguistics.
Rather than taking the bait Reva snorts. "We'll probably outlive his great-great-grandchildren, it would be rather foolish of me to form such and attachment."
"You could always, you know bring him back in a new body every time his current one wears out," the younger of the twins suggested.
"That is a potted plant not a husband," Reva counters gamely
Marry an angel!If mortality is an issue that she's not willing to use Reincarnation against, she could just marry a Dragon. Or an Outsider. Plenty of choices.
They aren't anymore immortal than he is, sure they might be able to cast the spells themselves, if they grow strong enough, but they will need the same spells to be immortal he will, unless they get mythic power or something, and Theon is as likely to become mythic as they are.Rather than taking the bait Reva snorts. "We'll probably outlive his great-great-grandchildren, it would be rather foolish of me to form such and attachment."
"You could always, you know bring him back in a new body every time his current one wears out," the younger of the twins suggested.
"That is a potted plant not a husband," Reva counters gamely
Rat-Dude #1: "I don't think we should try the kebabs, no matter how good it smells."Rat meat kebab is horrible !
The real thing is obviously feral cat meat.
Thwy just go to the green dream, thats what i think they are talking aboutThey aren't anymore immortal than he is, sure they might be able to cast the spells themselves, if they grow strong enough, but they will need the same spells to be immortal he will, unless they get mythic power or something, and Theon is as likely to become mythic as they are.
Or at least I don't think Greenseers are automatically immortal, dragon riders for sure aren't.