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

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[X] Crake

It's too brazen to NOT do it.

Hopefully the prince will be... not brainwashed? I am not sure how to describe a state of mental wellness for undead.
 
DragonParadox said:
A Deathly Mask ​

Fourth Day of the Second Month 294 AC

Silent and unseen by the dead, you fly over the broken walls of Mardosh, past sentinels in rusted armor and war machines held together more by spite and curses than by rusted iron and frayed ropes. Where in Sathar you saw priests and magicians, beasts and constructs, the armies of the City of Soldiers seems to be the same in death as they were in life, the bulwark of its infantry now moving with tireless strength and inhuman skill to the command of its dread lords.

The city beyond the ramparts is far more terrible to behold for its unnatural juxtaposition between the wreck and ruin stretching out as far as the eye can see and the mundane reality of countless specters moving like pale marsh lights through a world only they can see. Such is the peace of Mardosh as to make even Waymar mutter curses under his breath for the horror that was wrought here, not only by the Dothraki but by its own soldiery before that last desperate charge. No doubt those warriors who marched out with the blood of kith and kin on their hands to face the end told themselves that it would all end at least. Alas, the world proved a crueler place and so you find yourself amidst a perversion of kindness looking for an imprisoned prince who might hold the keys to the city's salvation or its doom.

"It's all over, they will come for us and then the soldiers will put us to the sword! I have dreamed of it, night after night, and the gods are silent. This will be our end!" The cold and fickle wind brings up the words of a wild-eyed doomsayer sitting in a corner trying to shake passersby and being rebuffed.

Even he does not know the whole of it, that what he glimpses is the past and not the future. Still, disturbing though the words may be, they give you hope that some of the people of Mardosh do not rest easy in the lie.

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Alas, though you search high and low throughout most of the day you can find no hint of where a nameless prince may lie just from listening in on conversations and rumors. It is not a thing 'for decent folk to speak of' apparently. So as evening begins to fall over the city, you decide to follow Dany's advice and be a touch more daring in your search, descending from on high to ask under as fine a veil as your magic can weave.

Cold unlike any you have ever experienced races from your head to the bottom of your soles and in an instant your heart stops, leaving you with a hollow silence within. The world looks at once darker and brighter to your eyes, the light of the setting sun like blood splashed across the heavens, the shadows soft as fine black silk.

None of the passers-by seem to take special note of your presence and you have a few hours yet to get your answers while the others look on from above, but you still need a reason why you would be asking for a disgraced prince.

You fall thus into a familiar role even in this bleak place, a merchant of Saath, an unofficial envoy wondering if perhaps the prince might be open to wed. There are cultural problems, of course, but you must know, the world grows dark and the Dothraki are at the door. The words taste bitter on your lips, complicit in the lie, but the bitterness proves medicine in this instance not just poison. You find your answer.

"You didn't hear this from me, but they moved the King's shame to the Tower of the First Watch after there was some sort of row," says one woman with the impression of a wealthy merchant's rich silks around her ghostly form. "That's just cruel if you ask me, what with him never being able to take the watch at all."

Having found the one you wished to speak to, you face one more conundrum. This 'Tower of the First Watch' is doubtless more closely watched than most other places in Mardosh. You will have to approach with caution if you are to get your answers without being revealed?

How do you approach the Nameless Prince?

[] Send in a Shadow Trace, neither living nor dead they have already proven themselves able to navigate the city

[] Walk in disguised and under Veil of Undeath, allowing you to bring your full mundane and arcane skills to the matter

[] Write in

OOC: I decided to just roll through using Veil of Undeath the first time since it is a tried and true tactic and those were just civilians. The tower by contrast is likely to be far more closely watched. Not yet edited.
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Here's an edited version of the chapter, DP.
 
I dont know who ordered the massacre specifically, but it was probably the king?

If it was him... I dont doubt it is his guilt that has brought him back from the grave.

Prying him from the grip of madness would have several consequences, though with his sons help we might be able to convince him to "let it go" as it were.
 
I'm really enjoying this arc. It is a bit dimmed by the fact that we are a Mythic Sorcerer Dragon and thus can do almost anything we want, but I'm enjoying ghost Ba Sing Se anyway
 
Tomcost said:
I'm really enjoying this arc. It is a bit dimmed by the fact that we are a Mythic Sorcerer Dragon and thus can do almost anything we want, but I'm enjoying ghost Ba Sing Se anyway
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Even as a mythic dragon sorcerer we can still knock over the Jenga tower.

Thats what the sneaky shadow traces are for though.
 
I wonder how many corporeal Undead there are in the city? It seems like the vast majority of them are Ghosts. Those could be much more difficult to restore via Warforgification, since they have no physical body. Ghosts are also typically anchored to a specific location, so getting them away from the city might be impossible.
 
Goldfish said:
I wonder how many corporeal Undead there are in the city? It seems like the vast majority of them are Ghosts. Those could be much more difficult to restore via Warforgification, since they have no physical body. Ghosts are also typically anchored to a specific location, so getting them away from the city might be impossible.
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True for the citizens, the wights would be easier. Maybe.
 
I feel like making a flesh body for a ghost and a rutual to permanently possess it would be simpler than other alternatives.

Ghosts already can enter other bodies
 
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Adhoc vote count started by egoo on Jul 13, 2020 at 2:27 PM, finished with 24 posts and 11 votes.
  • [X] Instead of walking in blindly, be more circumspect. You will approach the tower under your own guise of high magic, true, but you will first try to piece together an approach that if put under scrutiny will hold up. Who has business in the Tower? Who can you replace? What role can you fall into? There is a logic to this place, bitter and scourged to be sure, but a logic all the same. If you have played into the mummery at the first and achieved results, then all you have to do is fill new lines yourself based off an old script.
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