A Sword Without a Hilt: A Song of Ice and Fire/D&D 3.5 Crossover
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Demon maybe. Devils would not have much use for the Mountain that Rides, the man acts often for instant gratification and his ambitions are quite small. Also he has no real word to keep nor any real principles to speak of. Baatezu are evil but they are not lawless.
This should not be taken as and indication that he necessarily made such a pact, just Viserys' estimation of what he would ally himself with if he did.
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Can we at least expect the airforce back a few days before the coronation?
Yes that is assured.
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Here's an edited version of the chapter, DP.
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Sandor got dibs to do it alone. Not that he would need the help.
egoo
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The action as voted:
We can assume Tyene and Oberyn just there to watch the show, or something.
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Yeah. The deal was that Oberyn gets to watch and my personal assumption was always that he gets dibs on Lorch as a consolidation prize.
Tyene is explicitly along to Teleport the other two, as they are both non-casters, and the Erinyes for scouting.
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Asha's character sheet has been updated with her new class, plus a bunch of new and upgraded gear, including a Mind Blank ring. She's only 7th level, but as the Lady of the Iron Isles she's a bit more important, so the Mind Blank is warranted, especially considering what's been fucking around with the Ironborn for millennia. If ya'll disagree, I can remove the Mind Blank from her sheet.
For reference, here's a link to a post @Duesal made yesterday which has a copy of Asha's previous sheet. She lost some skill points, though I was able to mostly mitigate that with gear and a Permanent Channel Vigor buff. What she gained was a whole heaping helping of ass kicking power and resilience.
The difference between a purely fluff-based sailor build and a combat-focused build are like night and day. I don't know if she would have been able to fight the assassin at the Kingsmoot, but at least now the outcome is in question.
For reference, here's a link to a post @Duesal made yesterday which has a copy of Asha's previous sheet. She lost some skill points, though I was able to mostly mitigate that with gear and a Permanent Channel Vigor buff. What she gained was a whole heaping helping of ass kicking power and resilience.
The difference between a purely fluff-based sailor build and a combat-focused build are like night and day. I don't know if she would have been able to fight the assassin at the Kingsmoot, but at least now the outcome is in question.
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[X] Cleganebowl
No no, keep the Mind Blank. As a province ruler she's slotted to get one anyway.
Do we have an updated Character sheet of Sandor as a a Praetorian?
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Here you go:
A Sword Without a Hilt: A Song of Ice and Fire/D&D 3.5 Crossover
A Sword Without a Hilt: A Song of Ice and Fire/D&D 3.5 Crossover In a world where magic has all but guttered to ashes, becoming the fare of charlatans, petty conjurers, and ragged illusionists, a mighty change is stirring. From small and fragile sparks a great blaze will be reborn and men will...
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Take note that he can beat a Cornugon like a rented drum, so Gregor better sold his soul for a good price.
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[X] Cleganebowl
I think we already undercut most of the offers they could make him, unless they get authorized to spend actual resources to make him more than a speedbump.
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[X] Cleganebowl
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Oh boy, I have been anticipating this fight for a while. Mood music. And appropriate, since I kinda half expect Gregor turned himself into some kinda Apostle-like demon thing.
[X] Cleganebowl
[X] Cleganebowl
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My guess, the only deal was to remove the headaches, but without that Gregor's ability to concentrate and think things through increased to several times the normal value.
Now he is a Magus or Duskblade of some skill.
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Eh. If he got any magical class, then it's vastly more likely he went for Blackguard or something equivalent.
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Propably.
But I'd enjoy the twist of Gregor becoming much more skilled and competent without the crippling migraines, allowing him to excell in a more cerebral class.
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That's basically rewriting half his personality your are talking about here. Gregor is a complete monster and brute through and through, because that's what he is good at and that's how he always lived his life. Having do anything beyond hitting things harder would be way out of character for him.
On an unrelated note, I just noticed something.
Gregor will likely be wearing some shiny, golden armor, courtesy of Tywin, since he wants his most important minions to look presentable.
Meanwhile, Sandor is a walking tank in flaming black plate armor, swinging around a burning word the size of a man and speaking in a sinister, distorted voice due to it being projected by his suit.
Sandor is the good guy in that fight.
Got to appreciate the irony.
Ok, vote closed. We can't quite get to combat today, but we can do the set up at least.
Interlude CMLXXX: The Black and the Gold
The Black and the Gold
Eighteenth Day of the Fourth Month 294 AC
Clegane Keep was a miserable sort of place, that much Tyene had been expecting, a gray stone tower coming to a sharp point like a witch's hat rising atop a stony hill barely fit to raise sheep on. They said old Lord Tytos Lannister had been generous to a fault. Not enough of a fault obviously to give the kennelmaster who saved this life more than the barest semblance of a keep. Five years ago the thought would never have crossed her mind. Of course a lowly peasant only just elevated to lordship should start with something like this miserable pile of rocks.
After the last few years, after seeing those born to the most humble of circumstances rise up in the company of kings, she could now see this place for the mysterious gift it was. "The life of a Lord Paramount was cheap in those days, wasn't it?"
The Hound barely seemed to hear her speaking, the eyes behind the heavy warden armor's helm unwavering, fixed upon the tower and its supposed 'lord'. Just like his namesake, she thought idly. Perhaps this day would see the last of the Hound and the birth of something... someone else. After all, men were born in blood, who is to say they could not be reborn in it?
"So do we march up to his door, break it down and then watch Sandor break him?" her father asked, interrupting her thoughts. Glancing at the armored giant he added in a sorrowful tone that Tyene imagined had won him back into the graces of many women, highborn and low. "Seeing as he won't share even a bit."
The First Praetorian was unsurprisingly made of sterner stuff. "No sense making a show of it and having servants get questioned by the Lannisters over it." They have been through enough just dealing with his brother, the tone clearly said. Even Tyene's father grew more somber at the thought. He knew just as well as she that it was not just the highborn who had suffered at the hands of Tywin Lannister's monster.
"We should scout the woods, find out when he's hunting," Sandor continued. "He likes to hunt alone ever since..." He trailed off before adding with such hate Tyene could just make out a shudder through his armor. "Even since he killed father."
At these words Sarell bowed lower than Tyene had ever seen her do to anyone besides Viserys and said simply: "My sisters and I will find the time and place of your vengeance."
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Twenty First Day of the Fourth Month 294 AC
The Sisters of Vengeance were as good as their word, no path too hidden, no Golden Shield spy too sharp eyed that they could not distract or remove entirely. So it was that the three of them came to be looking down at a forest path winding among oak and thornbrush. A perfect place to hunt boar or worse prey. A man in golden armor, cunningly wrought with symbols of earth and sun, rode upon a great roan warhorse. While she may not recognize the steel she recognized the man.
Her father had pointed him out to her when she was seven when he explained what he had done. She had decided in a fit of youthful fervor that he would be the first man she would poison. Alas, some youthful dreams were meant to die.
"Gregor!" the Hound shouted in a voice that shook leaves from the trees. "Get off that fucking horse and fight me! Time to end this!"
The mountain pulled on the reigns hard enough blood flew from the horse's mouth and as he jumped off he slammed his first above where his heart should have been, if he had such a thing. His armor blazed blue-white flame as he roared back: "Finally scraped up the guts to fight me have you? Fire's warm!"
Tyene, who had personally warded Sandor against fire beyond even what his praetorian's physiology could usually take bit, her lip to keep from laughing.
OOC: No vote this time, this is all Sandor, tactics included.
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