ChildishChimera
A umbran summon
- Location
- New York
[X] Plan What Color is the Tongue
A Conjuror's journey
- Location
- Does it actually matter what I put here?
[x] Persuasion attempt.
-[x] Adopt a persona of an easily lost noble who's been called on by the lord of the castle.
--[x] "Ah, my good man, I seem to have gotten lost..." you say, "but no doubt you were dispatched to retrieve me for his excellency... lead on then!"
--[x] If the soldier doesn't comply (and he likely won't) insist on seeing his Captain.
---[x] Apply Calm or some other mental-magic upon him [the Captain] as needed.
-[x] Adopt a persona of an easily lost noble who's been called on by the lord of the castle.
--[x] "Ah, my good man, I seem to have gotten lost..." you say, "but no doubt you were dispatched to retrieve me for his excellency... lead on then!"
--[x] If the soldier doesn't comply (and he likely won't) insist on seeing his Captain.
---[x] Apply Calm or some other mental-magic upon him [the Captain] as needed.
PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
- Location
- The Server Farm
Vote closed.
The Nazeem Method
PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
- Location
- The Server Farm
-------------------Shortly after retrieving Saito----------------
While raising the crew to pilot the ship was a necessary action, the number of bodies to be raised has taken the majority of your magicka for the day. That being the case, you decide to spend the rest of the afternoon going over some alchemy with Louise.
"Tell me, out of all of these ingredients, what would you combine to make a health potion?" You ask Louise as you prepare another Elixir of Magicka, noting that you only have enough creep cluster and Mora Tapinella for one more after this.
Rummaging through the alchemy supplies, she gathers up some blue mountain flowers, your two remaining Namira's Rot mushrooms, blisterwort, and hesitantly pokes at the sealed container of daedra hearts. Nodding to herself, she wordlessly looks toward you for approval.
"Not quite." You inform the girl. "Though the Blisterwort, flowers, and hearts will make a potion that is quite effective at healing wounds and Namira's Rot is used for a potion of regeneration, you should never waste your rarer ingredients when a cheaper alternative exists."
"O-oh... then what would you recommend I use instead?" Louise replies, looking down in a way that prevents you from seeing if her overly sensitive emotions are acting up again. That girl's family and peers have caused an irritatingly fragile ego and you do not appreciate this constant need for positive reinforcement.
Sighing, you palm your face and wave a hand toward the door. "Go search the crates of food you found. See if you can find some wheat to mix with the flowers... while your down there, check to see if you can find some garlic or Juniper berries, that regeneration potion mistake does bring up our lack of such items."
"Wheat, garlic, and Juniper berries. I can do that!" She declares and walks out of the cabin. With the girl out of the way, you proceed to mix your Elixir and write out the first of several scrolls while you wait for the flowers to boil. Halfway through dicing the Creep Cluster, the door creaks partially open and Louise's crimson tinted face pokes through the gap. "What is a Juniper berry?"
Sighing once more, you set the scroll down and lead your apprentice toward the cargo hold.
-------------------1 Hour prior to arrival at Cheddar----------------
Two minor health potions, four regeneration potions, an Elixir of Magicka, two Scrolls of Recall, one Scroll of Mark, and one Scroll of The Spiderling. Rather productive for a short voyage with a needy apprentice and a crew of shambling corpses, though the girl's emotional outbursts and long ingrained lessons of adding magicka to the potions did cause a few setbacks that almost destroyed your equipment. Whatever professor is in charge of Alchemy at that 'academy' is going to suffer if the two of you ever meet.
The girl was at least able to use the Mark scroll without complications, so you pushed aside the strangely uncharacteristic sense of concern you felt at handing over the Scroll of Recall.
----------------------Present time-----------------------------
With a false start, you whip your head from side to side in order to give the impression that you hadn't notice the guard. "Ah, my good man, I seem to have gotten lost..." you say, "but no doubt you were dispatched to retrieve me for his excellency... lead on then!"
"No such orders have been made, be gone at once!" The man says harshly through the grate.
Dismissing the man with a way, you shout out in annoyance. "No such... Why the indignity... Do you know who I am?" You ask, interrupting the man as he is about to respond. "Oh who am I kidding, of course you don't. Very well then, summon your captain at once, I have important business with Lord Cromwell that mustn't be delayed by incompetent underlings."
The guard signals with an arm and nods at whatever signal is returned. With a clicking of metal on metal, several steel tubes emerge from the gaps in the portcullis and the top of the wall. "Lord Cromwell is not here, nor has he sent word of his intended arrival. Drop your staff and sword and remain where you are, you are under arrest for suspected espionage. If you are as you claim, you will be released, if not... may your soul find peace beside Lord Brimir."
Choose 1:
[] Comply with their demands
[] Resist and fight
[] Flee!
[] Attempt to provoke Molag Bal into invading.
[] Write in.
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A/N: Nazeem is a bad influence on Cynric.
While raising the crew to pilot the ship was a necessary action, the number of bodies to be raised has taken the majority of your magicka for the day. That being the case, you decide to spend the rest of the afternoon going over some alchemy with Louise.
"Tell me, out of all of these ingredients, what would you combine to make a health potion?" You ask Louise as you prepare another Elixir of Magicka, noting that you only have enough creep cluster and Mora Tapinella for one more after this.
Rummaging through the alchemy supplies, she gathers up some blue mountain flowers, your two remaining Namira's Rot mushrooms, blisterwort, and hesitantly pokes at the sealed container of daedra hearts. Nodding to herself, she wordlessly looks toward you for approval.
"Not quite." You inform the girl. "Though the Blisterwort, flowers, and hearts will make a potion that is quite effective at healing wounds and Namira's Rot is used for a potion of regeneration, you should never waste your rarer ingredients when a cheaper alternative exists."
"O-oh... then what would you recommend I use instead?" Louise replies, looking down in a way that prevents you from seeing if her overly sensitive emotions are acting up again. That girl's family and peers have caused an irritatingly fragile ego and you do not appreciate this constant need for positive reinforcement.
Sighing, you palm your face and wave a hand toward the door. "Go search the crates of food you found. See if you can find some wheat to mix with the flowers... while your down there, check to see if you can find some garlic or Juniper berries, that regeneration potion mistake does bring up our lack of such items."
"Wheat, garlic, and Juniper berries. I can do that!" She declares and walks out of the cabin. With the girl out of the way, you proceed to mix your Elixir and write out the first of several scrolls while you wait for the flowers to boil. Halfway through dicing the Creep Cluster, the door creaks partially open and Louise's crimson tinted face pokes through the gap. "What is a Juniper berry?"
Sighing once more, you set the scroll down and lead your apprentice toward the cargo hold.
-------------------1 Hour prior to arrival at Cheddar----------------
Two minor health potions, four regeneration potions, an Elixir of Magicka, two Scrolls of Recall, one Scroll of Mark, and one Scroll of The Spiderling. Rather productive for a short voyage with a needy apprentice and a crew of shambling corpses, though the girl's emotional outbursts and long ingrained lessons of adding magicka to the potions did cause a few setbacks that almost destroyed your equipment. Whatever professor is in charge of Alchemy at that 'academy' is going to suffer if the two of you ever meet.
The girl was at least able to use the Mark scroll without complications, so you pushed aside the strangely uncharacteristic sense of concern you felt at handing over the Scroll of Recall.
----------------------Present time-----------------------------
With a false start, you whip your head from side to side in order to give the impression that you hadn't notice the guard. "Ah, my good man, I seem to have gotten lost..." you say, "but no doubt you were dispatched to retrieve me for his excellency... lead on then!"
"No such orders have been made, be gone at once!" The man says harshly through the grate.
Dismissing the man with a way, you shout out in annoyance. "No such... Why the indignity... Do you know who I am?" You ask, interrupting the man as he is about to respond. "Oh who am I kidding, of course you don't. Very well then, summon your captain at once, I have important business with Lord Cromwell that mustn't be delayed by incompetent underlings."
The guard signals with an arm and nods at whatever signal is returned. With a clicking of metal on metal, several steel tubes emerge from the gaps in the portcullis and the top of the wall. "Lord Cromwell is not here, nor has he sent word of his intended arrival. Drop your staff and sword and remain where you are, you are under arrest for suspected espionage. If you are as you claim, you will be released, if not... may your soul find peace beside Lord Brimir."
Choose 1:
[] Comply with their demands
[] Resist and fight
[] Spell selection.
[] Flee!
[] Flee via Levitation.
[] Flee via Recall.
[] Flee on foot.
[] Flee via Recall.
[] Flee on foot.
[] Attempt to provoke Molag Bal into invading.
[] Write in.
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A/N: Nazeem is a bad influence on Cynric.
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- Location
- florida
PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
- Location
- The Server Farm
Without the barrier provided by Akatosh, the mere mention of a Daedric Lord's name could attract their attention to a world And they would be free to do as they wish. Cynric could simply attempt to summon Molag Bal and the lord of domination would likely be tempted to invade.
Edit: Though Dagon's minion's presence could swing things either way.
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- Location
- pennsylvania
[X] ask old sheogorath for some cheese
- Location
- Nazi prison
[X] ask old sheogorath for some cheese
PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
- Location
- The Server Farm
Possibly the most powerful of the Daedra, the results of Uncle Sheo's affection are not to be underestimated. Gravity would become cavities, knobs and floss would replace cause and effect, flat is smooth and in is out. The Great Wheel turns upon itself, turning around you, around me and we. I Am Me and we are I. The Dreamer wakes, rolls over and returns to dreaming.
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- Location
- Portland
[X] Flee!
-[X] Flee via Recall.
-[X] Flee via Recall.
ChildishChimera
A umbran summon
- Location
- New York
[X] Resist and fight
-[x] "I humbly come here offering assistance you assume espionage after all the bad luck recently."
-[X]Poke him with your staff and cast a lightning bolt that goes through both guards
--[x] walk through the door and yell behind you thanks for the directions
-[x] "I humbly come here offering assistance you assume espionage after all the bad luck recently."
-[X]Poke him with your staff and cast a lightning bolt that goes through both guards
--[x] walk through the door and yell behind you thanks for the directions
- Location
- Fawnland
[X] Flee!
-[X] Flee via Recall.
-[X] Flee via Recall.
PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
- Location
- The Server Farm
I don't know why everybody thinks the prince of madness is a nice guy. Almost everything he's done has been malicious, there's no way to predict his actions, he possibly invented music by dismembering a woman and playing with her organs, and he is known to sentence men to death for growing facial hair. I won't stop you from summoning him if that vote wins, but it will end badly for everyone because you are not a Hero... and you have a beard.
"I am a part of you, little mortal. I am a shadow in your subconscious, a blemish on your fragile little psyche. You know me. You just don't know it ... You can call me Ann Marie. But only if you're partial to being flayed alive and having an angry immortal skip rope with your entrails. If not, then call me Sheogorath, Daedric Prince of Madness. Charmed." ~ Sheogorath
Even his greetings are blatantly threatening. I for one would prefer to meet any other Daedric lord rather than Sheogorath.
- Location
- US
Agreed, at least you know how they're going to react and what is going to set them off. The rest are rationally murderous, when they're murderous.
PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
- Location
- The Server Farm
Although... one is a bit too rapey for my tastes... but at least I'd get magical vampire powers if I survive. W-worth it?
- Location
- US
Vehk also gained his insights into CHIM from interacting with that Prince.
PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
- Location
- The Server Farm
That is true... though I don't know how I feel about giving birth to thousands of monsters and turning into a hermaphroditic poet. I dislike writing poetry.
Aborted Mission, Avoided Rescue
PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
- Location
- The Server Farm
"Uh-huh." Counting the number of weapons arrayed against you, it would seem that your acting skills could use a bit of polish. "Well, alright... I can see that I am at a disadvantage here." You say to the guards before casting Recall, hearing the gasps of surprise and musket fire as your body dissolves into violet light.
Showering the area with sparks, your arrival startles Louise, knocking the girl off her feet. If appearances are to be believed, it would appear that your apprentice had been preparing to chase after you. A bandoleer made of twisted cloth is wrapped across her torso, containing half a dozen red potion vials and several pieces of ill fitting armor are strapped to her body. Climbing to her feet, the young woman rubs her rear with a grimace before blushing as she notices your presence.
"W-w-what are you l-looking at?!" She stammers out, gripping her sword-wand.
Chuckling, you walk past her and peer over the railing at the town below. "You seem to have been busy since my departure."
Growling, the girl crosses her arms. "Don't change the-" She pauses for a moment as she registers your statement. "You were gone for so long, I thought you'd been captured... N-not that I'm doubting you or anything, master... I-I..."
"No need to worry, Louise, I am not offended... though the next time you attempt a rescue, avoid doing so in armor that does not fit, it will only slow you down in combat." You say, Ignoring her embarrassed sputtering and denials as you stare down at the castle below. "Anyway, the soldiers say that our target is not here."
"-s if I care wha- wait, what?" The girl asks, shaken from her babbling. "Not here? But... the next largest city is North Gotha, that's where the fighting is! You said he wouldn't want to be in danger."
"And I stand by what I said." Turning to lean against your back against the rail, you explain. "The man is a coward; he hid in his palace before we arrived, his lavish quarters in the palace lead me to believe that he would not have ridden a dragon and therefore fled Londinium early enough that his ship escaped the destruction of the docks, his citizens in Ariconium were of divided loyalty before our arrival, and he has obviously ordered his soldiers to pretend that he never arrived."
Tilting her head in a dog-like manner, your apprentice asks, "So they lied to you? That's... Don't they know how much trouble they could get in for that? A commoner lying to a Noble... that's just... Ugh!" The girl's confusion gives way to rage.
Palming your face at her lapse of stupidity, you sigh in frustration and head below deck to sleep away the rest of the afternoon and recover your spent magicka.
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Choose 1:
[] Assault the Castle.
[] Leave.
If you leave, choose 2:
[] Teach Louise-
[] Harvest materials from chaurus and plant other ingredients.
[] Begin working on an Oblivion gate.
[] Upgrade your airship.
A/N: If you had chosen to surrender, Louise would have fought to break you out, getting injured in the process of finding your cell. Louise also now has a bunch of minor health regen potions, only good enough to stop bleeding.
Showering the area with sparks, your arrival startles Louise, knocking the girl off her feet. If appearances are to be believed, it would appear that your apprentice had been preparing to chase after you. A bandoleer made of twisted cloth is wrapped across her torso, containing half a dozen red potion vials and several pieces of ill fitting armor are strapped to her body. Climbing to her feet, the young woman rubs her rear with a grimace before blushing as she notices your presence.
"W-w-what are you l-looking at?!" She stammers out, gripping her sword-wand.
Chuckling, you walk past her and peer over the railing at the town below. "You seem to have been busy since my departure."
Growling, the girl crosses her arms. "Don't change the-" She pauses for a moment as she registers your statement. "You were gone for so long, I thought you'd been captured... N-not that I'm doubting you or anything, master... I-I..."
"No need to worry, Louise, I am not offended... though the next time you attempt a rescue, avoid doing so in armor that does not fit, it will only slow you down in combat." You say, Ignoring her embarrassed sputtering and denials as you stare down at the castle below. "Anyway, the soldiers say that our target is not here."
"-s if I care wha- wait, what?" The girl asks, shaken from her babbling. "Not here? But... the next largest city is North Gotha, that's where the fighting is! You said he wouldn't want to be in danger."
"And I stand by what I said." Turning to lean against your back against the rail, you explain. "The man is a coward; he hid in his palace before we arrived, his lavish quarters in the palace lead me to believe that he would not have ridden a dragon and therefore fled Londinium early enough that his ship escaped the destruction of the docks, his citizens in Ariconium were of divided loyalty before our arrival, and he has obviously ordered his soldiers to pretend that he never arrived."
Tilting her head in a dog-like manner, your apprentice asks, "So they lied to you? That's... Don't they know how much trouble they could get in for that? A commoner lying to a Noble... that's just... Ugh!" The girl's confusion gives way to rage.
Palming your face at her lapse of stupidity, you sigh in frustration and head below deck to sleep away the rest of the afternoon and recover your spent magicka.
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Choose 1:
[] Assault the Castle.
[] Ram the ship through the walls!
[] Fly down from the ship, bypassing the defences.
[] Write in.
[] Fly down from the ship, bypassing the defences.
[] Write in.
[] Leave.
[] Return to Londinium.
[] Return to the Valliere estate.
[] Head to the Gotha forest!
[] Return to the Valliere estate.
[] Head to the Gotha forest!
If you leave, choose 2:
[] Teach Louise-
[] General magical knowledge. (slightly decreases Louise's chance of magical backfire.)
[] Destruction.
[] Alteration
[] Restoration
[] Destruction.
[] Alteration
[] Restoration
[] Harvest materials from chaurus and plant other ingredients.
[] Begin working on an Oblivion gate.
[] Upgrade your airship.
[] Speed
[] defense
[] offense
[] Write in.
--------------------------------------------[] defense
[] offense
[] Write in.
A/N: If you had chosen to surrender, Louise would have fought to break you out, getting injured in the process of finding your cell. Louise also now has a bunch of minor health regen potions, only good enough to stop bleeding.
