"I don't like loose ends," Dany grumbles under her breath as you pass under the great gates of Mardosh once more under the gaze of stone bulls now all but faded from sight. The city's heraldry you or some local god, you wonder, but dismiss the question almost as soon as it had come. Sarnor is dead and its gods with it, Ser Richard had seen to that.
"Ribbon for your hair?" Tyene asks lightheartedly, motioning at your sister's silver locks flying free in the morning wind. It does not take much guessing to realize she is glad to have pitched battle well behind her, for all her arts in reflecting the light of the Dornish sun served her well against the dead a battlefield is not where she prefers to do her fighting. "Wouldn't help with the complexion granted, but I don't think there is anything that can," she adds in jest.
From behind you can hear Rina give a startled, almost unwilling laugh. All of you are playing at being dead once more that you may walk among the unknowing people of Mardosh without shattering the lying dream that had been crafted for them and so deception upon deception layers, for everyone save Rina herself at least who needs no glamour to make wraiths comfortable in her presence. That she can laugh even for a moment amid the haunted streets is a mark of how far she has come from under the shadow of her awakening.
Viserys - 2,133
Dany - 3,665
Lya - 3,230
Ser Richard - 4,050
Vee - 3,100
Waymar - 3,889
Tyene - 3,889
Malarys - 2,860
Rina - 4,200
Dany does not let herself be caught in the jest however, her thoughts on graver matters. "I meant that damn fallen daemon, it's almost as strong as what was left of Anu-Simung and likely to be far slyer with it than the dead god ever could be." To that no one has an answer, or at least not a reassuring one.
"I would say we have proved ourselves in open battle adequately at least," Waymar says a touch awkwardly, breaking the silence that follows. "Do we drop the idol's head on the Lord Protector and start talking of the alliance he promised?"
Tyene gives him an amused look. "I think you may have spent too long contemplating Wildlings. They aren't headhunters hereabouts."
"At least the Wildlings have the virtue of being straightforward," the young knight shrugs untroubled. Turning to you again he asks: "So how are you going to handle this, give the soldiers a chance to redeem their honor against Winter maybe? The Watch will take kinslayers after all."
"Likely not entirely polite to make the comparison given the state of the Night's Watch before the last couple of years, but there might be something to that," you allow. "There was shame beneath the pride..."
"But that is a great deal of pride just the same," Dany finishes the thought. "It's a gamble whether Lord Protector Gurtukul will accept stepping down. He promised an alliance, not allegiance when last we were here."
What do you offer Lord Protector Gurtukul?
[] Only the alliance promised to you after you defeated the Power in Sarnath on the field
[] Alliance and Free Trade as with Sathar
[] Try to address Mardosh's tragic circumstances and how they migth be remedied
-[] Write in
[] Write in
OOC: A rather short update unfortunately. On the plus side there are going to be a lot of level up interludes incoming.
[] Try to address Mardosh's tragic circumstances and how they migth be remedied
-[] The people and the soldiers of the city all get access to Warforged bodies.
-[] The soldiers of the city are sent to the Wall, paying off their "sins" of ending the city by fighting against the Long Night the bodies were design in the first place.
--[] The rest of the population is, of course, freed of the illusion.
-[] Otherwise, Alliance and Free Trade as with Sathar
That was the first of our idea on dealing with them, wasn't it?
*essentially casts "Summon Crake"*
"I don't like loose ends," Dany grumbles under her breath as you pass under the great gates of Mardosh, once more under the gaze of stone bulls now all but faded from sight. The city's heraldry, you wonder, or some local god, but dismiss the question almost as soon as it had come. Sarnor is dead and its gods with it. Ser Richard had seen to that.
"Ribbon for your hair?" Tyene asks lightheartedly, motioning at your sister's silver locks flying free in the morning wind. It does not take much guessing to realize she is glad to have pitched battle well behind her, for all her arts reflecting the light of the Dornish sun served her well against the dead, a battlefield is not where she prefers to do her fighting. "Wouldn't help with the complexion, granted, but I don't think there is anything that can," she adds in jest.
From behind you can hear Rina give a startled, almost unwilling laugh. All of you are once more playing at being dead so that you may walk among the unknowing people of Mardosh without shattering the lying dream that had been crafted for them, and so deception upon deception layers, for everyone save Rina herself, at least, who needs no glamor to make wraiths comfortable in her presence. That she can laugh even for a moment amid the haunted streets is a mark of how far she has come from under the shadow of her awakening.
Dany does not let herself be caught in the jest, however, her thoughts on graver matters. "I meant that damn Fallen Daemon. It's almost as strong as what was left of Anu-Simung and likely to be far slyer with it than the dead god ever could be." To that no one has an answer, or at least not a reassuring one.
"I would say we have proved ourselves in open battle adequately, at least," Waymar says a touch awkwardly breaking the silence that follows. "Do we drop the idol's head on the Lord Protector and start talking of the alliance he promised?"
Tyene gives him an amused look. "I think you may have spent too long contemplating wildlings. They aren't head-hunters hereabouts."
"At least the wildlings have the virtue of being straightforward," the young knight shrugs, untroubled. Turning to you again, he asks, "So how are you going to handle this? Give the soldiers a chance to redeem their honor against Winter maybe? The Watch will take kinslayers, after all."
"Likely not entirely polite to make the comparison, given the state of the Night's Watch before the last couple of years, but there might be something to that," you allow. "There was shame beneath the pride..."
"But that is a great deal of pride just the same," Dany finishes the thought. "It's a gamble whether Lord Protector Gurtukul will accept stepping down. He promised alliance not allegiance when last we were here."
What do you offer Lord Protector Gurtukul?
[] Only the alliance promised to you after you defeated the Power in Sarnath on the field
[] Alliance and Free Trade as with Sathar
[] Try to address Mardosh's tragic circumstances and how they migth be remedied
-[] Write in
[] Write in
OOC: A rather short update unfortunately On the plus side there are going to be a lot of level up interludes incoming. Not yet edited.
Here's an edited version of the chapter, @DragonParadox.
I'm not sure the kin-slaying rules apply to these guys.
If I remember right they killed other people's kin, not their own. That's how the whole plan worked in fact, because if it was the other way around the guy in charge would have had a riot on his hands instead of his grand gesture of suicide.
In fact isn't he the only one guilty of the crime because of his nephew?
If we actually get them to fight for the Watch we can easily scoop up the weakened remnants after the long Night.
And meanwhile the civilians will stand without a protector in this dangerous world, as all the soldiers were complicit in their slaughter.
Whoever shall protect them under his draconic banners?
If we actually get them to fight for the Watch we can easily scoop up the weakened remnants after the long Night.
And meanwhile the civilians will stand without a protector in this dangerous world, as all the soldiers were complicit in their slaughter.
Whoever shall protect them under his draconic banners?
If we get them to fight for the Watch it doesn't make sense to wait for the Long Night in the first place. The soldiers would leave the citizens defenseless, and someone (us) needs to see them protected. We can get fealty here and now while offering some form of redemption for the crimes commited.
If we get them to fight for the Watch it doesn't make sense to wait for the Long Night in the first place. The soldiers would leave the citizens defenseless, and someone (us) needs to see them protected. We can get fealty here and now while offering some form of redemption for the crimes commited.
Even if the uncle is sent to the Wall, I am really really iffy about the nephew taking charge. He is Void bait with an unstable mind. Understandably so, but it'd be irresponsible of us to endorse him as he is.
Beyond blood there's no real reason this kid should be allowed to rule.
@DragonParadox, while Dany fully embodies the thread's feelings about the Daemon, hadn't she been focusing on using up the Reaper's body to get us a chance at summoning the thing?
How far along are we?
I'd really rather knock that off the list before deciding stuff with other cities, since it is a pretty obvious point of contention that we may or may not have to account for.
@Azel, I have no problem with getting fealty, but I aim low because I see this place as "We'll get it anyway eventually, may as well not bother overmuch fishing for a hard-to-get political conditions right now".
If you feel like we have a good chance to get it with not as much effort ad I'm seeing needed, well, feel free to write stuff in, I guess.
[X] Try to address Mardosh's tragic circumstances and how they migth be remedied
-[X] Open the talk by reporting of your victories, both to note that the agreement has been fulfilled and as a subtle threat.
-[X] Note that the state of Mardosh is unsustainable. With the citizenry trapped in the illusion, it can not grow or function. It will die a slow death, the people succumbing to threats they can't perceive, the flow of time, or even simple misfortune. If just one of the dead perishes each month, the city will soon be empty.
-[X] However, you have a solution for that. You can integrate the civilians into your realm, allowing them to live and prosper once again. You can even grant them new bodies if they tire of their state of undeath.
--[X] If he notes that the people might resent the warriors for their deeds, acknowledge and confirm that. Many will feel betrayed and while you can understand the choice made by the soldiers, so can you understand that the civilians will begrudge them their acts. None the less, while they will likely resent the presence of the warriors for now, they can redeem themselves and bring new glories to Mardosh, if they leave the city for a while.
-[X] Likewise, there are many battle ahead of you. From subjugating or exterminating the last of the Dothraki to the Long Night. There are plenty of threats for Mardosh and the world at large. Conflicts in which the soldiers of the city can gain glory again.
-[X] The choice is his. The Imperiums aid to make Mardosh into a city again, that will grow and prosper by the will and deeds of it's inhabitants, or let it remain a mausoleum. A dance of unseeing specters who slowly fade into oblivion.
@deagonparadox, while Dany fully embodies the thread's feelings about the Daemon, hadn't she been focusing on using up the Reaper's body to get us a chance at summoning the thing?
How far along are we?
I'd really rather knock that off the list before deciding stuff with other cities, since it is a pretty obvious point of contention that we may or may not have to account for.
Even if the uncle is sent to the Wall, I am really really iffy about the nephew taking charge. He is Void bait with an unstable mind. Understandably so, but it'd be irresponsible of us to endorse him as he is.
Beyond blood there's no real reason this kid should be allowed to rule.
