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

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BronzeTongue said:
I don't know if the number of remaining Dothraki will really matter as much as the fact that we are willingly associating with and protecting them. I don't think we can just quietly ignore the problem and hope it goes away. It depends on how the Sarnori warforged end up on a psychological level.
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It's going to be a diplomatic malus for sure. The best we can hope for is that the Sarnori accept that we're slowly dismantling Dothraki culture and shaping it to our will. There's a reason the Stallion itself got pissed at Khal Rhango and confiscated his first horse.
 
silvanknight said:
@DragonParadox is it possible to use Favor for Zathir to help next month with The Mind's Game RA?
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Good point on him, we haven't been using him for a while.
Kinda forgot, tbh.
:V

We haven't been keeping note of what Favor we have with him either, so... probably?
(Unneeded) Book-keeping is Evil so I say we can probably assume he won't mind helping, although he's a bit more "godly" now than back then too...
 
Takesis said:
Azema's children should still be with the Dothraki. Also, I don't think DP will just write off Drogo.
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He's not exactly the type to lay low. If he was still alive we would have heard about his deeds by now, so chances aren't good. As for Azema's children, they are babies and thus irrelevant for the next decade (also we're unsure if they're even still alive).
 
Duesal said:
He's not exactly the type to lay low. If he was still alive we would have heard about his deeds by now, so chances aren't good. As for Azema's children, they are babies and thus irrelevant for the next decade (also we're unsure if they're even still alive).
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I was going to make an omake series about Azema and her children.

Then work happened. I'll see if I can continue it some weekend
 
See you guys sunday, I'm going on my yearly no internet family vacation(internet isn't prohibited, we are just far enough into the Swedish forest, that there's almost no connection.)
 
tarrangar said:
See you guys sunday, I'm going on my yearly no internet family vacation(internet isn't prohibited, we are just far enough into the Swedish forest, that there's almost no connection.)
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Have fun, dude. Try to avoid getting eaten by bears!

Are there bears in Sweden?

/would go bugnuts crazy if he was stuck with his family for five days without internet access
 
Goldfish said:
Have fun, dude. Try to avoid getting eaten by bears!

Are there bears in Sweden?

/would go bugnuts crazy if he was stuck with his family for five days without internet access
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There are bears in part of Sweden, but I don't think they're in the part I'm going to, we are as always hoping to see a Moose though, and Swedish bears aren't exactly dangerous, especially since it's blueberry seasons, and they love blueberries, although I still hope there's no bears around(I don't want competitors for my blueberries.)

Apparently less than 1 person get attacked by brown bears in Scandinavia per year, and in 35 years, the total amount of lethal attacks was 4.
 
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Adhoc vote count started by DragonParadox on Jul 15, 2020 at 8:08 AM, finished with 46 posts and 13 votes.
  • [X] Not to assuage just one desperate hope, but all of them. A chance for life for the people of Mardosh, and a place to redeem themselves as well as save not only themselves, but the entire world, battling the forces of the Long Night. It will be a war unlike any other, a war to the knife and a desperate defense against the Utterdark.
    -[X] Though there is fear to be had still in the eyes of madness, you hope that managing to cooperate together with Sathar and perhaps others of Sarnor who are still not lost to the throes of despair and hatred, casting down those too far gone to be brought back from the brink, will assure him and his soldiers that he fights for a worthy cause, not empty promises or sweet lies too easily overturned.
    --[X] You believe that the Void already has a foothold in these lands already. That simply means that redemption can start now. There's no better time for it, in fact.
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Adhoc vote count started by DragonParadox on Jul 15, 2020 at 8:08 AM, finished with 46 posts and 13 votes.
  • [X] Not to assuage just one desperate hope, but all of them. A chance for life for the people of Mardosh, and a place to redeem themselves as well as save not only themselves, but the entire world, battling the forces of the Long Night. It will be a war unlike any other, a war to the knife and a desperate defense against the Utterdark.
    -[X] Though there is fear to be had still in the eyes of madness, you hope that managing to cooperate together with Sathar and perhaps others of Sarnor who are still not lost to the throes of despair and hatred, casting down those too far gone to be brought back from the brink, will assure him and his soldiers that he fights for a worthy cause, not empty promises or sweet lies too easily overturned.
    --[X] You believe that the Void already has a foothold in these lands already. That simply means that redemption can start now. There's no better time for it, in fact.
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Part MMMDLXXXV: A Promise of Steel
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    • A Promise of Steel ​

    Sixth Day of the Second Month 294 AC

    Fire dances in the heart of the dead city as you unveil yourself, gleaming in the gold of your cloak and dancing upon the edges of your crown. No mere glamour or illusion but real flame hot enough to sear flesh from bone conjured to your will. Thus do you proclaim yourself the heir of dragons and your name against the walls of cursed stone. "Though I have passed by Sathar and have been received by her queen I come with word from beyond the bounds of Sarnor, and to you I offer greetings as one lord to another and wish between us good and no evil."

    The ceremonial greeting does more than you might have hoped, instead of buying you a few moments of grudging acceptance to make a case for your intrusion and deception before a people with little love of the latter the Lord Protector bows his head slightly and replies. "The strength of dragons is known to us, though we had thought it spent." Nothing about your proclaimed goodwill, but then if dragons are known to him you can hardly blame Gurtukul for the absence.

    "Much that was thought gone from the world has proven enduring, and much that was once counted eternal under the sky is spent. No more do the Dothraki ride these plains and Sarnor has had its vengeance upon them. Alas that from vengeance alone no new thing might spring."

    A flicker of unease, though not quite anger goes, over his withered features. "The people live again within their narrow circle of the walls as they did, they dream and they speak, they dance and they sing while we guard them eternal. Mardosh sees to its own."

    You can hear Waymar shift uneasily beside you, no doubt biting his tongue as to the nature of that protection, but it is Tyene who speaks next. "A candle does not make the day no matter how fiercely it is guarded and lies from kindness spoken are still lies, but we did not come here to discuss philosophy. There might be hope for life in truth for the people of Mardosh, life not as they have known it, but born of the arts of Sarnor just the same. There is in my King's hall far to the east and south of here a man of bronze and gears wrought in the foundries of lost Sallosh who awoke to the world changed. Through the labor of his brow and the strength of his arm he has found anew the arts that forged him and others in his image might be wrought."

    "What care have I for the toys of prophecy drunk scholars who could not even foresee our end," the lord of Mardosh asks impatiently. Thankfully he does not see to take being challenged by a woman poorly as other warlords might, for among the Sarnori the ones to hold the reigns of the chariot are traditionally women and it is a position of deep confidence.

    "You have cause to care, oh lord, for in those forms of metal and magic might the souls unjustly torn from life be restored to it." You pause for the span of one long breath. "And you should care because their prophecy was not mistaken, merely misinterpreted and mingled with older evils. Alas those evils stir and the world entire, from the deepest chasm to the black heavens above, is in peril. The Long Night Will soon be upon us with fury and with malice, a war greater than any others. I hope, I pray that you and others like you who still remember the glory and the beauty of Sarnor of old can stand against it. I fear that those who have already given in to madness and rage shall be the puppets of the Enemy if they are not already."

    You make no secret of whom you consider lost and why, citing the same reasons you gave in Sathar, though you speak more of how dishonorable the attack before all else.

    "And so you aim to cast down those who you count mad, lost to the darkness of the grave?" There is no mockery to the question as you may have feared, only a thoughtful edge. "Sarnath has failed our memory and died for it, trampled by the hooves of the savages. Prove yourself and your realm in open battle against them, Dragon Lord, and then we may speak of alliance."

    Not what you had hoped for, but an auspicious beginning for certain. Dare you press for more?

    [] Yes, explicitly ask that Mardosh, like Sathar, join you in the first attack, it is not for your legions to die as a test to the Lord Protector

    [] No, an alliance is enough for now

    [] Write in

    OOC: You guys had good rolls and supernatural skill. I felt it would have been dragging things out unnecessarily to make you fetch Melisandre or something.
     
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    A Promise of Steel ​

    Sixth Day of the Second Month 294 AC

    Fire dances in the heart of the dead city as you unveil yourself, gleaming in the gold of your cloak and dancing upon the edges of your crown, no mere glamor or illusion but real flame hot enough to sear flesh from bone conjured to your will. Thus do you proclaim yourself an heir of dragons and your name rings against the walls of cursed stone. "Though I have passed by Sathar and been received by her Queen, I come with word from beyond the bounds of Sarnor. To you I offer greetings as one lord to another and wish between us good and no evil."

    The ceremonial greeting does more than you might have hoped, instead of buying you a few moments of grudging acceptance to make a case for your intrusion and deception before a people with little love of the latter, the Lord Protector bows his head slightly and replies. "The strength of dragons is known to us, though we had thought it spent." Nothing about your proclaimed goodwill, but then if dragons are known to him you can hardly blame Gurtukul for the absence.

    "Much that was thought gone from the world has proven enduring and much that was counted eternal under the sky is spent. No more do the Dothraki ride these plains and Sarnor has had its vengeance upon them. Alas that from vengeance alone no new thing might spring."

    A flicker of unease, but not quite anger, crosses his withered features. "The people live again within the narrow circle of the walls as they did, they dream and they speak, they dance and they sing while we guard them eternal. Mardosh sees to its own."

    You can hear Waymar shift uneasily beside you, no doubt biting his tongue as to the nature of that protection, but it is Tyene who speaks next. "A candle does not make the day no matter how fiercely it is guarded, and lies from kindness spoken are still lies, but we did not come here to discuss philosophy. There might be hope for life in truth for the people of Mardosh, life not as they have known it, but born of the arts of Sarnor just the same. There is in my king's hall, far to the east and south of here, a man of bronze and gears wrought in the foundries of lost Sallosh who awoke to the world changed. Through the labor of his brow and the strength of his arm, he has found anew the arts that forged him and others in his image might be wrought."

    "What care I for the toys of prophecy uttered by drunk scholars who could not even foresee our end," the lord of Mardosh asks impatiently. Thankfully, he does not seem to take being challenged by a woman poorly as other warlords might, for among the Sarnori the ones to hold the reigns of the chariot are traditionally women and it is a position of deep confidence.

    "You have cause to care, oh lord, for in those forms of metal and magic might the souls unjustly torn from life be restored to it." You pause for the span of one long breath. "And you should care because their prophecy was not mistaken merely misinterpreted and mingled with older evils. Alas, those evils stir and the world entire, from the deepest chasm to the black heavens above, is in peril. The Long Night will soon be upon us with fury and with malice, a war greater than any others. I hope, I pray that you and others like you who still reember the glory and the beauty of Sarnor of old can stand against it. I fear that those who have already given in to madness and rage shall be the puppets of the Enemy if they are not already."

    You make no secret of whom you consider lost and why citing the same reasons you gave in Sathar, though you speak more of how dishonorable the attack before all else.

    "And so you aim to cast down those who you count mad, lost to the darkness of the grave?" There is no mockery to the question as you may have feared, only a thoughtful edge. "Sarnath has failed our memory and died for it, trampled by the hooves of the savages. Prove yourself and your realm in open battle against them, Dragon Lord, and then we may speak of alliance."

    Not what you had hoped for, but an auspicious beginning for certain. Dare you press for more?

    [] Yes, explicitly ask that Mardosh, like Sathar, join you in the first attack. It is not for your legions to die as a test to the Lord Protector.

    [] No, an alliance is enough for now.

    [] Write in

    OOC: You guys had good rolls and supernatural skill, I felt it would have been dragging things out unnecessarily to make you fetch Melisandre or something. Not yet edited.
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    Here's an edited version of the chapter, DP.
     
    [X] It's more than you would have hoped for, and if you can deal with Sarnath, Mardosh will then be one less city you will have to deal with.
    -[X] Ask for an envoy to accompany you and those from Sathar, in case you manage to find a way to deal with the colossal tyrant in the other city and find someone there who dreams of other things than endless vengeance.
     
    [X] It's more than you would have hoped for, and if you can deal with Sarnath, Mardosh will then be one less city you will have to deal with.
    -[X] Ask for an envoy to accompany you and those from Sathar, in case you manage to find a way to deal with the colossal tyrant in the other city and find someone there who dreams of other things than endless vengeance.
     
    [X] It's more than you would have hoped for, and if you can deal with Sarnath, Mardosh will then be one less city you will have to deal with.
    -[X] Ask for an envoy to accompany you and those from Sathar, in case you manage to find a way to deal with the colossal tyrant in the other city and find someone there who dreams of other things than endless vengeance.
     
    [X] Crake

    Y'know, for a Realm filled with scholars and learned men they sure act divided with one another.

    Less of a Kingdom, more of a City-States. Can't they just put away past grievances and work for a common cause even after the destruction of the Dothraki?
     
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