He isn't constantly at the back of her head. He is after all trying to rest as well as hide from Mab. He will answer questions and be there when she needs him, but most of the time he is quiet.
Green Flame Rising (Exalted vs Dresden Files)
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He isn't constantly at the back of her head. He is after all trying to rest as well as hide from Mab. He will answer questions and be there when she needs him, but most of the time he is quiet.
Might I interest you in the plan cheaper negotiations now including time limits and lesser splendors. Also I also want Mances and things like that which is why I think just having this lore easily accessible is important. At the very least mana manipulation so we can change see or gather lay line flows. As we have been separating from Dresden it's been multiple chapters since we increased our Alchemy we have to fight just to get additional rituals for it I fear and it might be unfounded that if any level of AP needs to be spent to get this lore later it will never happen. I'm afraid despite the obvious utility and the strength of these magical disciplines that they'll be viewed as an AP sync because these Grant the ability to be trained in this ability by ourselves so having to spend AP to get it makes it less likely in general.
[] Plan Cheaper Negotiations
-[] A Glimpse of Silver: Many centuries ago Talhaearn Father of the Muse came to Avalon, grown weary of his travels and of the light of mortal realms as all men come to be in the twilight of their years. Then at the last he sang of the Moon-egg hidden under the sea, swallowed whole by a great serpent that slumbers deed, an old song, a pure song and the Children of Danu wept for the music was Truer than True and it reminded them of much that had they had wished themselves to forget. In the passing of years many did forget but the Lady-Who-Was wrote the song down on leaf of imperishable gold before her tears could wash it away. These pages Lilly would share with you.
--[] While you have chosen to forgo them as your reward for your assistance the magical lore of Mortals left behind in the Summer Court still exists within your grasp. In exchange for one still Mighty defenses but lesser than that of the lady's (2 dot) or one sword or spear equal to the defense offered (2 dot) for the Tomes. To be handed off or delivered with the new year.
Feel free to make any changes you want to it that you think would make it more palatable or something I'm just trying to gather some steam with this.
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[X] A Glimpse of Silver
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Oh thats fair then I thought he was there most of the time but they could shut off the connection. So like when she changes, or sleeps, or goes on dates most of the time he'd turn them off. But, if its a I check on you once a day if that kinda deal then yeah I understand why it doesn't provide those levels of benefit.
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thinking about the archive @DragonParadox have any of the natives of our hell transported any data packets and books to earth yet? Like if there's anyone I trust with classified stuff of ours that is on documents its the archive due to their neutrality. But, it would be good to know and plan around if we fell like we want to. Wait would our ai count for written word with whatever they well write in code and such?
The agents you brought with you brought personal slates yes.
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so whats the storage capacity on that stuff? How much downloaded stuff?
It is AI personal assistants built with near-future tech and magic so I'm going to say 'a lot'. I can't really give you hard numbers since that would take quite a bit of research to work out.
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Did trying to us the scene as a crown focus for a question that the crown couldn't actually connect to and answer use up the scene as a potential focus? Does a Null question like that use up a focus?
Yes, getting a null result does use up the focus you were attempting it on.
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Damn if the archive got it the instant it came to earth she might have an absurd amount of new stuff recently.
We have a lot of sources that are completely untapped before we try fae. Our court has, at minimum, fortune 4, and likely other paths available. Harry can most likely tutor us in something st least. Bob can also work as a mentor. Let's explore those first before acquiring more obligations.
OK, mystery box it is. Vote closed.
Arc 11 Post 22: Of Silver Sorrows
Of Silver Sorrows
7th of January 2007 A.D.
Perhaps tis folly to heed the temptation of strange and winsome lore, here in the courts of the fey where every tale is embellished as a peacock by its tale. Yet this talk of silver falling from the heavens into the sea's embrace, being swallowed by a serpent, of the fey weeping calls to mind the fainest hint of memory, as one might start on hearing a lullaby that had been sung over their crib and so that you ask for your reward to which the Summer Lady, clutching fast her prize smaps her fingers and like some stage magician's trick made real she's holding a leather-bound case. "The code is one, nine, eight six," she explains with a tap of the lock, before adding: "Best not to open this before you are back in the iron-world."
"OK so just to be clear is this a 'Hades telling Orpheus not to look back' situation or just advice on how to keep courtiers from snooping?" you ask only mostly as a joke. Truth be told your fingers are already twitching to open and to find the answer that's worth as much as the Red Adamant Owl.
"The latter," Lilly is struggling not to laugh, to keep her composure in Titania's presence.
Oops...
As you start to formulate an apology you realize Titania isn't paying much attention to you anymore. Still regal is she upon the simple seat, eyes that see far and look deep, but now that the hour had spent most of her attention is gone, like the sun behind a cloud.
"Oh, don't worry about that..."
***
Alone you sit by the window that looks upon the flowering fields of Avalon bright red with roses, blue with forget-me-nots, gold with marigolds and you do not look out for the only gold you care for are the sheets you draw forth. A man, old and stooped with age stands under a starry sky, familiar constellations wheeling overhead quite unlike the spectacle that lights up the night's of Avalon. Why would they draw him like this? you wonder and then you remember the code you had to eagerly punched in: "One, nine, eight, six... nineteen, eighty six... 1986." No, that's just twenty years ago. What could it have to do with ancient Welsh poets?
Lost 1 Essence -> Now at 11/15 (ATP; Excellency Already Active)
Then, peering more closely at the first page, the only one not covered in tense writings but only the name of the bard you see above his head a star with a tail... a comet. That's where I knew the name from, the last time Halley's Comet passed in sight of Earth. Granted you had not been the most attentive student in seventh grace science class, but space stuff was always cool. Comets spent most of their existence in the frozen depths of the Oort Cloud out beyond Pluto at the very edge of the sun's sway, the lonely exiles of planetary formation, though some like Halley sometimes plunged recklessly inwards, their tails aflame as they danced with their own destruction before being flung back into the safety of the outer system.
Among these wanderers the one that had eventually come to be named Halley was special because alone among its peers it would return in the span of one long mortal life. All through those observations, glimpses of 'hairy stars' men had assigned portent good or ill to the passing, dismissed by more rational minds of course.
Alone you sit by essence veiled in the Court of Avalon, in the Heart of Summer and this once you do not remember but intuit. If one were to hide something precious, something perilous, something imperishable where better than at the edge of cosmic darkness beyond light of sun and moon where only the stars glow cold out of the void. And then what if one wanted to retrieve what had been hidden? Why then you set a thief into the cosmic orrery to pass from liminal darkness into the realms of light.
What that realization the fey script upon the page, which you had thought, with some annoyance, needed translating falls into shape before you and thus you read:
A great tumult there was over the land and a storm out of season light passing from west to east and the beasts of the fields were disturbed and in the lands of the Epidii and they spoke as though with tongue of man and once the wit had passed from them they went mad and bit out their own tongues in sorrow
Weep, for the world that is no more
One moon-turn ere the turn of the wheel of seasons there came into the sky a bright wanderer with a tail of fire and a bulging mad eye, lo and where it looked the fields of men turned fallow and where it wept there was hail and famine and where is fell calamity. The sea rose up to swallow the fallen seed and the sea was smote for its presumption for it was a seed not for fish to devour.
Weep, weep for the chair that lies empty
The earth groaned and cracked, it quickened as life in its mother's womb and yet the dream was stillborn, smothered in its crib by the one that should have nurtured it, warded off by false counsel. So does the father devour the sun and so is the passing of ages made delayed. Look ye deathless Gentry upon broken ramparts of the Empire of Wolves, like rotted teeth in gums of green and wonder what might have bee born of its death if folly was not called wisdom if the hungering wyrm had not been called blind and grasping
Weep, weep, weep for the Prince that is Unborn
The song, the lament, goes on to describe what you now recognize as a piece of... comet, a piece of cosmic ice and dust falling into the stormy waters of the sea off the coast of an 'island of flames by heaving ice bound'. Alas the text does not get much more coherent from then on:
...and so Prince Trucc battled the Wyrm of the sea for the whole of the moon-that-is-no-moon, yet he was overcome when he felt the one for which the treasure was meant fall to the whispers of ambition, hope-to-rule, and be undone. So the Prince took on the guise of a butterfly lost among the spray of white and he flew south and east to the shores of a more guarded sea where dragons do not swim and there I found him true as I now stand before you.
Sayeth he with ringing voice from the belly of the beast: "When your blood of fire is cooled and your bones dead stone that which you have hidden shall be torn from you. A Fickle Prince and a Good Steward, beware, beware the children of the moon."
On the very last page there is an illustration of this 'Trucc' and he seems to you as one of the lords of the Sidhe, tall and fair of features, inhuman grace and hungry gaze, his garb of silver and of crimson like blood and tears. Little wonder the fey wept for him perhaps, but why would the poet carry the tale so far, to be heard and to be known.
What do you do about this revelation?
[] The Archive is right there, ask her if she knows anything that can help you track down this 'egg'
[] Wait, you'll ask Lydia, maybe look though her library
[] Write in
OOC: Not much of a vote, but this is a good cut off point to let you guys absorb the stuff in those pages.
Thats because we made those choices to prioritize other things.
Back in Arc 4, Bob gives us access to 8 Paths to learn from: Divination, Alchemy, Hellfire, Enchantment, Healing, Oneiromancy, Shadowcasting, Summoning/Warding/Binding.
And thats not counting what our Hell has access to; there's at least one Sorcerer with Fortune 4 there, and I doubt he's the only one at that level in a population of several billion people and organized magical education.
Molly have chosen to start with Alchemy thus far, and we barely have the AP to reliably train it because we have other things to do. The question is not, and has never been access.
Its AP. And XP.
*points at egg of stone incident in Russia*
That may or may not be true.
No, thats at best misleading. The stars do not dictate everything, but they are important in both settings.
In vanilla ExWoD, the Black Vault was opened specifically because of the star cycle.
The Wheel of Ages had turned, the current Age was coming to an end, and there was a distinct risk of apocalypse that was beyond the power of any of the current factions to avert, even if they wanted to.
So the DBs opened it as a Break Glass moment.
In the Dresden Files, the star cycles are explicitly a major driving factor of the metaplot. Lord Raith was explicitly positioning himself to play a part in the current cycle when he overreached and Maggie LeFay fucked him up. Harry and Elaine were grabbed by DuMorne due to the stars they were born under, and Harry's value to multiple factions is due to when he was born.
Hades put the artifacts of the Crucifixion in place to be claimed when they would be needed in Skin Game
The Exaltations are a new factor in this AU, so I have no idea if they are specifically linked to any star cycles.
I'm certainly still side-eying Lydia's dad, his unknown spouse and the exact timing of his first(known) offspring turning out to be mechanically an Exigent Exalt at around this time.
PS
Mab had custody.
That doesnt necessarily mean that she, or Winter, got to dictate what and where what they held would take action of its own.
The Fae have restrictions about what they are allowed, after all..
There is no evidence that this is true.
Besides, we arent forcing the issue; its already come up on its own multiple times.
The plot hooks have been waved in our face repeatedly, first with Odin's base manager raising the point unprompted, then a Sanya Interlude with a fucked up blood ritual, and now with Lily offering this as a potential reward.
I like to think Im not too thick to take a hint.
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Please sir, may I have some Meows?
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Well it doesn't matter that much the next time Halley's Comet comes close to earth in quest is 2022 which is more than a decade away.
Spaceship crafting time?
It's 2061 actually. It's a long time until it comes back, but something from it fell into the North Atlantic in sub-Roman British times.
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Friendly Spider-Fish Abomination
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Gives us plenty of time to build something to destroy the comet while it's still out in deep space.
Island of fire bound by ice, I'm guessing this seed fell somewhere near Iceland then? That's the only icy land of fire that springs to mind for me.
And also the Norse feared the wyrms that lived in the sea.
And also the Norse feared the wyrms that lived in the sea.