Does Letrizia have more than the sidearm she is lending Gisena? Would they both be able to be armed if we went delving?
 
Temple of the False Moon(1211 Words)
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After 3 days frantic journey and at least one usage of pressure to accelerate the process, Lord Hunger's party finally reached the location of the Temple of the False Moon, atop a sinisterly empty hill near a lake. Pillars of Bismuth protruded from the ground and bowls of mysterious glowing white liquid flowed into Basins in what seemed to be an infinite loop. The barrier between life and death seemed thin here, the siren song of death and adventure calling to him.


It had been some time since he had been on a true dungeon crawl.


"I expect I already know the answer, but is this your first dungeon crawl? Are you absolutely sure you want to do this?" he asked Letrezia, who had only moderately recovered from her injuries.


"I need to know I'm more then Verschlengorge. This is my first time, and yes." Letrezia said resolutely, but way she checked her gun betrayed her nerves.


"How are our light sources? Do we have any 10 foot poles or climbing equipment?"


"Verschlengorge's emergency supplies weren't meant for this! All we've got are these hand flashlights! Why would we even need a ten-foot pole?" Letrezia burst out indignantly.


Lord Hunger let out a sigh. Thankfully the Robot at least had enough backpacks for three people.


"Getting cold feet? There's no shame in turning back here." Gisena said


"We've already lost enough time seeking this place out with people after our heads. If we don't get something out of it this will be entirely meaningless." Lord Hunger said frustratedly, having finished the bottle of water he was drinking and realized something.

"It seems we have no choice then. Be on your guard" he said, setting the Forebear's blade into the ground, hilt in easy reach, before filling his recently finished water bottle with the glowing liquid.


After a minute and no enemies showing up to attack, the tension faded. After wrapping the bottle in fabric to dim the glow, giving it to Letrizia, and explaining his system for hand signals, they entered the dungeon, Gisena guarding the rear, Lord Hunger on point, and Letrizia in between them to provide light.

"This architecture is amazing..." Letrizia muttered quietly as they entered the temple. The Bismuth pillars seemed to be a recurring theme in the temple foyer, but some form of marble added to the atmosphere, along with a magical effect replicating the night sky at full moon, like an eye judging the would be thieves.

"So, left or right?" Gisena said with a whisper.

It was then that they heard a sound, disturbing the otherwise so subtle as to be barely noticeable chairs. Five Skeletons, their bones alight with lunar power, rose out of the floor as if it was living material.

Gisena released a nullification burst, but it merely dimmed the light of the skeletons as they moved fast enough Lord Hunger marveled at their lack of sonic boom. He had no time to contemplate his good fortune at the lack of deafened party members as he sliced them to pieces, ruin disintegrating them as their light flowed into his mantle, making his ghostfire more intense and upgrading its protective qualities.

Lord Hunger recognized the layout princples from another temple he had looted in the past. Four switches in paths leading away from the worship area to open the treasure vault. Poking with the Forebear's blade ahead of him to substitute for the lack of a proper 10 foot pole, he saw a hint of brick turning to water…

A quick null bolt prevented whatever that trap was from triggering.

It seemed this path led into an actual dungeon, a prison…

"I might have to keep some of this stuff" Gisena said, palpably sarcastic and disgusted at the same time.

"Ugh. Are nobles always this perverted?" Lord Hunger muttered back, but neither of them was feeling their usual pattern at the moment. There was a lot of blood. For all the beauty of this temple, whatever religion the former owners of this temple practiced was in no way benevolent.

A treasure chest broke the tension on the route to the switch. A quick poke with the Forebear's Blade disintegrated the lock, revealing a key, which they soon found opened the Guardroom Armory, filled with high enough quality polearms that one could, if they were lucky, develop a legend with. Also, enough rope to improvise climbing equipment if need be. Not good enough to make the trip worthwhile on its own though.

The next trap was nastier and happened with no warning whatsoever. The Floor rose up behind Lord Hunger as the ceiling dropped with unfathomable speed, forcing him into his ghostlike state. Phasing through the wall took some time, the material evidently having been made to resist such effects.

"Watch out for the pressure plate" Lord Hunger said, Gisena and Letrizia looking disturbed as he finally made his way out of the wall and the trap reset. Letrizia looked like she was about to say something before Gisena whispered in her ear and she slumped.

"Maybe not today, but sometime soon, we are going to talk about this" Gisena said, a serious and irritated look on her face.


"Of Course. As you said though, not today." Lord Hunger said, the stress getting to him too in spite of him not willing to admit it.


The switch room turned out to be a Library. A fairly well done library that somehow sustained a fountain without damaging the books.


"There probably won't be anything happening here until we pull the switch. See if anything interesting is in here, and let me know when you're ready." Lord Hunger said as he began investigating the books.


Most of the books weren't in a language anybody knew, but a religious text and a sorcery manual about something called Outer Sorcery had translation enchantments. It turns out the false moon was some kind of horrific amalgamation of death magic and corpses they were trying to call down upon the lands of the voyaging realm. It sounded vaguely familiar to Lord Hunger, but any true memory of such a thing was evidently something he burned away for power.


After everyone was ready, Letrizia pulled the switch. The water in the fountain turned to blood and began glowing. Amorphous humanoids of blood glowing with the same luminescence as the skeletons began crawling out, bladed weapons simply passing through them and even the Forebear's blade needing several blows to bring them down. And they just kept coming, searing away at Lord Hunger's ghostly self with every blow. It was only him developing the ability to turn into an even larger blood elemental that was on fire that enabled them to escape the temple alive, with just the Outer Sorcery manual and some weapons to show for it.


"We are searching for Civilization. Now. You are a wreck. I am a wreck. Gisena is also a wreck." Letrizia said angrily, shivering from the experience as she took a blanket with her into Verschlengorge.


Lord Hunger wanted to figure out what precisely Outer Sorcery was in comfort as a human being, and as injured as he was in his weird blood elemental state, he could not find it in himself to gainsay her.
 
Current vote count?

The Forebear and Tyrant are similar to Melkor and Sauron, so it's not surprising that when killed we gain the power to become a wraith. Turning into a wraith, and turning other people into wraiths, was something Sauron and company did quite a bit. So if we're going to guess what the form of rage is, let's start by seeing what Sauron's second and third forms were. Below is a passage from when his normal human body was destroyed by the Valar giving Númenor the Atlantis treatment.

Hm... but the Forms tree is of the Forebear's Blade, not the Ring Hunger. Not that the Ring encompassed all of the Tyrant's legend in the first place - he had his own curved blade, after all!

(And yes, I know the Forebear and associated alt-form powers are more Melkor than Sauron, but they're both the same class of spiritual being so they're similar enough for our purposes.)

um actually

Melkor was a Valar, while Sauron was merely a Maiar

though i suppose they are both ainur, but the gap in power is categorical!

Does Letrizia have more than the sidearm she is lending Gisena? Would they both be able to be armed if we went delving?

Would that really matter for something as dangerous as the Temple!?

I'm surprised Make for Civilization doesn't have a substantial following just because of the content. I suppose that's why Temple of the False Moon has such support, but that content is significantly more likely to kill you, and wouldn't it be nice to have some challenges where that's not the case?
 
Tally incoming, and as my Omake mentioned, Verschlengorge's emergency supplies are highly unlikely to include proper and effective gear for a dungeoneering party.
Adhoc vote count started by Conjured Blade on Jun 2, 2020 at 2:13 AM, finished with 148 posts and 39 votes.
 
The final form is more of a mystery-

Maybe something like this:

...and he also took visible form, but because of his mood and the malice that burned in him that form was dark and terrible. And he descended upon Arda in power and majesty greater than any other of the Valar, as a mountain that wades in the sea and has its head above the clouds and is clad in ice and crowned with smoke and fire; and the light of the eyes of Melkor was like a flame that withers with heat and pierces with a deadly cold.

Some more quotes on the Forebear:

The Forebear is actually the tyrant's distant ancestor, and it is said he died peacefully at a very advanced age!
Actually, the hero has yellow eyes as well. They used to be a different color, but changed when he abducted the Forebear's Blade.
Come now, the Forebear was not nearly so puny and constricted a thing as that middling Tyrant! Good and evil, oppression and heirarchy, these are tools to frame how we see the world! But the world is as it ever was, perspective merely the angle from which we examine it. Why not entertain a grander perspective and take a truly long view? Even time itself must yield to Progression, so it's only permanent if one says so.
The Tyrant had his own weapon, no need for that of his Forebear's! Whether or not it was a mistake given the Forebear's greater power would be a matter of compatibility.
Perhaps you might call upon the Forebear one day... if you somehow managed that, you'd potentially gain a tremendous amount of insight into the nature of the Hidden Ones!
No, every weapon you wield (including your fists) is infused with the power of ruin as a consequence of carrying the Forebear's Blade.

So the Forebear was a yellow-eyed master of ruin.

One big divergence here is how they died. Melkor was thrown outside reality into the void, while the Forebear "died" of "old age". I wonder, if we started searching for the Forebear outside reality, would we find him there?

Hm... but the Forms tree is of the Forebear's Blade, not the Ring Hunger. Not that the Ring encompassed all of the Tyrant's legend in the first place - he had his own curved blade, after all!

The best "turning into a wraith" quote I could find was Sauron doing it, since he gets more word count and unlike Melkor he skulks around and dies much more often. Besides, they both turned into wraiths and dark shadows all the time. They're different, but not THAT different.
 
[X] Make For Civilization
[X] +1 Pick during next experience round

Meh. Civ is good because that's what our build does the best, Moon is good because it's an unique option/reward option and Hunt is not good because we don't have thing that actually makes it good as the other two. I guess that people who like bawwing about muh risks also don't like thinking about vote efficiency.

I might end up switch to Moon later if Civ doesn't get more traction; at this point making sure that we don't fucked over by Hunt is a priority.
 
Feel like if we take Moon we are going to want the extra option, because they are sure to be good. If we go Civ tho we might want to take the +Let to solidify the relationship of our closest ally before it's tested by civilization.

[X] Make For Civilization
[X] +Letrizia

I want Moon, but the logistics of it do worry me a bit. I think taking Zea along and keeping her back/ protect her should be possible, but then we leave the robot alone and it's the one the rifts open on.

In light of that let's go to Civ and show off how pretty we are.
 
Reactions for Wolf Moon, word count once I Libreoffice(Edit: 403 Words):

Wolf Moon


Letrizia was hurt and they had no means of supernatural healing. Gisena as well, though not so profoundly. His own state was nothing to envy; the charred husk of his arm could barely maintain its grip on the Forebear's Blade. Despite all they had lost, there had been gain as well. He was beginning to better understand the power of Progression that manifested in him, the lens through which it channeled his growth.


With each enemy beaten he grew in power. He could use that power to spin away parts of that enemy's legacy, taking them for his own. The jackal-dragon had given him a dragon's longevity. The King Fish, its furious might. The pirate captain's armor had become his cloak of stars. Already some fraction of Seralize's speed had invested him, reflexes heightened to keening sharpness.

Resistance is futile. You will be devoured/assimilated. Also, ouch.

That wasn't all. He could direct that power towards an existing aspect of his panoply instead, enhancing the Blade's destructive might or his Evening Sky's protection.


If he could find a beast with the power of healing and harvest its strength for his own, Letrizia's left side could be mended. She would not suffer the horrific pain and permanent damage of her burns. It was more than worth the risk.

*Battlefield from Umineko starts playing*

"Watch her," he told Gisena. "I'll find something that can heal."


"All right," Gisena said quietly. She laid a hand on his own. "I'll keep her safe. Don't push yourself too hard, hero."


He smiled. "Look who's talking. Next time, just wake us up instead of spending an hour blasting away at the empty air."


"And interrupt your beauty sleep? I couldn't bring myself to do that. But don't worry, all I'm going to do is sit here and wait! The very picture of restraint and poise." She winked.

Let's hope this works...


"Good."


He sped off, tacking past the lake and into the wetland mire beyond, past the murk and gloom of woods thick with rot, the sea-brine estuary wind stinging his nose and cheeks. Deep in the swamp he felled creature after creature, cleaving stringy muscle and shell-sloughed carapace in pursuit of his monstrous grail. This was not blind ambition: the murder of Seralize had restored a portion of his Rank alongside his speed, and he willed now the same world that had given him the Lake produce a monster worth the killing.


After an hour's steady slaughter it finally appeared, roused by commotion or simple deprivation of prey. A sinuous fusion of direwolf and alligator, its fangs ivory knives, its flesh living stone, with a tail of corded muscle half again its length. Ghostfire flickered in its eyes, and every wound he struck seemed hollow and inconsequential, the flesh separate from the animating force.

That is a well built wolf, a beast of stone and spirit.

But the Forebear's Blade could pierce more than physical flesh. As it asserted itself with an indolent swipe, confident in its invincibility, he plunged his blade-shard into the soft meat beneath its shoulder-plates, channeling fell power to bleed mind and spirit directly. At this the beast finally reacted, yowling in surprise and anguish. He backed away, evading its retaliatory swipes with newly-bought speed, and darted around the back to strike another gap in its armor with the same technique.

In the end though, the metal wolf devoured the stone wolf. I'm not sure what to say here except that I'm drawing parallels to Dethklok's Better Metal Snake for some reason.

Slowly and piteously it fell, deathless strength yielding to the attrition of the Blade. As he took its heart, its ghostflame resilience passed into the ring, an unearthly light that bound essence and corpus together. The knowledge came to him: those who bathed in its glow would recover even from grievous wounds, as whole in body as they were in spirit.


But a few days ago he'd speculated about continuity after death, persisting as a being of spirit so long as his artifacts survived. He'd expected such an achievement to be the product of years, but perhaps if he focused it into the Blade, most deeply connected of all artifacts...

Yess... now to take your place with Baenlixnaire as somebody vengeance obsessed enough to work out a way to continue from beyond the grave.

Yes. He and the Blade were one. So long as it persisted, he could survive even decapitation as a semi-physical wraith, though he'd remain vulnerable to physical harm. The fulsome density of ghostfire that animated his "corpse" would restore his body in a matter of hours, leaving him healed and rested upon resuming human existence.


He plunged the Blade into his heart, assuming the state willingly, eager to test its bounds and limitations. Ghostfire flickered, emerging from his body like an unfurling flower. A pale simulacrum of his right arm filled out the seared and skeletal husk of its physical presence. His left, cleaved away by the Tyrant's own blade, did not appear at all, nor did his missing eye.
The stab yourself for power jokes are unfortunately already played out at this point.

The ghost-flesh was light but also effervescent, incapable of exerting quite as much force as his true body. But that was also its strength, capable of phasing momentarily through solid matter at a substantial cost in stamina. That it required the temporary death of his body was a major inconvenience.

That's certainly a concerning outlook, considering it "just an inconvenience". I understand why the Chill of the Grave condition is a thing from that. Remember that we're at 95% effectiveness this month.

Nonetheless, it was good enough. This would work. By his wraith-form's light he navigated the gloaming dark of the swamp, returning swiftly to the shores of the lake. Gisena waved at him from a distance. Swift as an evening wind he billowed across the lake's surface, too light and fast for gravity to drag beneath, and reached her in the span of a breath.


"Oh my." Gisena looked down forlornly. "Are you Hunger's pale shade, come to bid us a final farewell?"

This isn't a Gothic Romance novel Gisena, this is a Rihaku quest.

"Only because I can't tolerate your company any longer. My new life as a ghostly adventurer beckons."


"Poor Letrizia. Better for her to think you dead, than abandoned so abruptly!"


"You won't guilt me out of this." He dropped to a knee, laying a semi-corporeal hand against her forehead.
Arguing like a married couple already?

"...How is she?"


"Alive," Gisena said, "and blissfully unconscious on my lap, as you can see. It's supremely comfortable, as I said! Jealous?"


"Should I be?" He raised an eyebrow.

*Eyebrow spamming ensues*

Gisena giggled. "I hope your current state's not permanent!"


"Me too," he deadpanned. "But it light it gives off will slowly heal Letrizia, and that's all that matters."


As if in response, Letrizia mewled quietly, curling up in Gisena's lap, charred flesh crinkling softly. Her pain assuaged by the ghostfire's light, she did not awaken. 

"It light it gives off" is a typo, I think you meant to use a the.

"Hmph," she brushed a finger against the wraithflesh, marveling at it semi-corporeal state. "You'll have to be careful in battle. Your very person is vulnerable to dispellation now."

Useful information we're going to need to keep in mind.


"Worse, I'm constantly just a little bit cold," he remarked. "Maybe I'll switch back in the morning."


"The conquering hero's return," Gisena smiled softly. "I'll have to think of a proper reward."


"So long as it's not your cooking."


"Maybe I'll make you something! Would you prefer a bouquet of flowers? A triumphal wreath, some laurels for you to rest on?"
Triumph? But who would do the whispering in Lord Hunger's ear about how this is fleeting?

"Flowers would be wonderful, thank you."


"Great! I know just the prettiest arrangement," she raised a finger perkily. "Look forward to it! You'll wake up literally smelling of roses."


"I can hardly wait."

That sounds messy and awkward.

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The winning vote was [X] Mire Wolf with [X] Pristine Star, [X] Second Stage. You are suffering the Condition: Chill of the Grave: Perhaps a bit too eager to pierce the curtain between life and death. -5% effectiveness to all actions for 1 month.
Not as bad as exhausted but ouch.


[ ] Make For Civilization - Your Rank having been augmented by recent efforts, you can navigate the Voyaging Realm nearly as well as Verschlengorge himself. Though the Tyrant's Doom afflicts you still, at least your Decimation is absent. Morally it's a good idea to take care of any civilized business in this window. Logistically, civilization confers the power of multitudes to solve your problems. Perhaps there are new magics you could acquire, items of power to equip Gisena and Letrizia with (your arsenal being full), even supplies to repair the Armament?


You'll let Gisena do most of the talking, so as not to provoke your Doom.


*Wide range of outcomes, available options will be determined by a combination of thread participation, fanworks and random chance.

*Low-Medium Risk, Moderate Reward is the likeliest outcome

*Potentially outfit your existing party members, and acquire new party members!

*Can sell your giant pearl for lots of money

*You can't reach Letrizia's civ, so you're looking for native societies.

Magic System synergy hunting and repair work is currently something I'm finding especially tantalizing. Moderate is not inevitable depending on how things play out. For all we know the big treasure in the false moon temple could be a pure potential based treasure that needs training to utilize fully. If that's possible, why not skip the risk?

[ ] Hunt - Power flows from the tip of a sword. For you, that's quite literal.


*Available targets will be determined by a combination of Rank, pertinent abilities, thread participation, fanworks and random chance.

*Variable Risk, high reward to risk ratio

*Kill cool monsters and take their (ability to?) shit

A repeat of the Hunt for Healing vote I imagine. Not bad. Not good. Just... is.

[ ] Temple of the False Moon - The message in a bottle yielded a map, its surface writ with silver-shimmering ink. Quickly it began to discorporate in the oxygen of the naked air. Though you've sheltered it with the Evening Sky, it slowly continues to disintegrate. The silver ink shifts with the Voyaging Realm, tracing a path to the Temple of the False Moon, within which treasures beyond all reason are promised.


Instinct tells you that this is a trap. But the most alluring traps carry the most valuable bait.


*Very high risk, extreme reward

*You will be able to somewhat influence the outcome, including mitigation of risk, via tactics & thread participation now and later. Intelligent decision-making and sound strategy will be the key to victory, so risks can be dealt with.

*To Boldly Go: Taking this option will grant 2 Arete and defray activations of the Apocryphal Curse for two weeks.

*You have Gisena to dispel any magical defenses, and your own form which can now persist even in the face of death. How bad could it possibly be?!

*You are not Exhausted anymore and no longer suffering from any wound penalties, so it's literally now or never with the map disintegrating.

I explained my sentiments on this route in the form of an earlier omake. Suffice to say, we probably don't have the gear, Letrezia is fragile and it's probably as irresponsible to bring her in with us as it is to have her wait in the robot, etc.

Thread participation has yielded a reward. Choose carefully, a consistent strategy here can pay dividends:


[ ] +0.5 Arete

[ ] +Letrizia

[ ] +1 pick during next Experience spend

I'm leaning towards 0.5 Arete or a Letrezia point to minimize potential Tyrant proc induced losses when/if we reach civilization. If we somehow end up in the temple, hopefully my omake improved our odds. The experience spend is probably optimal for the temple given the probability of us getting into fights there. 5.5 Arete seems like it gives us room to play when it comes to civilization's benefits so I wouldn't mind if that won too.
 
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[X] Temple of the False Moon

I kind of want to see Rihaku write a proper run at a dungeon. We had the choice to engage in dungeon delving multiple times during EFB, let's finally do it.
 
Potential Advancements Expanded
Some examples of high-tier Advancements which you may encounter in a city or on a hunt. Note that it takes considerably more Experience to earn 3 picks rather than 2 from a fight, immensely so to earn 4.

Evening Sky - Philosopher's Wreath - 7 Arete (2 picks)

The twilight hours are a time of contemplation, growth of mind and spirit. Perhaps there are more things in earth and heaven than are dreamt of in one's philosophy. But that may not always be so.

They for whom the heavens themselves are aegis and raiment, these are the hours to speak - perchance to dream. And in dreaming, grow strong beyond the imagining of mortal men.


[+Intelligence, +Wisdom, +Charisma]

Select one magic system which you have personally encountered and which is no greater than the Noble Praxis. You may use that system to the limits of your Intelligence or applicable Attributes, developing any appropriate qualities within reason, but this may no more than double your overall advancement.

Allied mages with which the wearer dialogues extensively find they may develop novel applications of existing abilities and steadily grow in knowledge & power with effort, independent of their own paradigm. This can no more than triple their overall level of advancement, but any progression done on their own will raise this cap. Should said mage no longer be allied, the wearer may strip this power at will, like a dream dissolving at break of day.

Forebear's Blade - Ruinous Valor (3 picks)

Where he advanced, so did the tide of entire wars, the shock of his blade like a hurled epicenter, the trail of his passage but wasteland and rubble.

[+++++Strength]
Power of Ruin now scales upwards depending on your Strength.

Choose:
Einhander - You may not regrow or replace your left arm by any means. Substantially reduces the cost and increases the range of special attacks made with the Forebear's Blade. This Advancement grants Might instead of Strength (+Might = +Str, +Con).
Zweihander - Regrow your left arm. Your barehanded strikes now carry the full destructive power of the Forebear's Blade.

If Einhander is taken, unlocks One Arm Fury.
If Zweihander is taken, unlocks Martial Stances: Forebear's Blade

Hunger - Stranglethorn (4 picks)

Age and treachery made flesh.

The might of beasts is not the only province of the ring Hunger. It bears witness to a deeper and elder power as well, the strength of root and stem that bleeds life from the earth itself to thrust upwards towards heaven. The might of oaks, ancient and thousand-ringed, which crumbles stone and blunts steel, which repels the wind and absorbs the tide, which stands unscathed even in the face of heat and fury. That juggernaut stubbornness like a gnarled fist: the power to push through problems with patient, unyielding strength, to break them down and see them crushed beneath you.

Defining Advancement - You may currently have no more than three Defining Advancements.

Increase by 20% the value of all Rank +s
Double the value of Strength and Constitution +s
Double the value of Willpower +s
Reduce by 20% the value of Agility +s
Establishment: By committing meaningful resources towards a given context, and staking out a solid position, you slowly but increasingly accrue power and influence within that context, becoming ever-more inescapable and impossible to dislodge.

Works in any context where you are a significant factor.
Really helpful for ruling empires, for example...
 
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Wow okay these only make extra picks look even more valuable.

Stranglethorn seems incredible for a build that intends on taking Once and Future what with the hyperlogarithmic nature of ranks and the way it adds a flat bonus. Hopefully it applies to it since that would be an extra .4 ranks for combat purposes. Not to mention just straight up doubling most our stats at a small agility penalty.

Ruinous valour is also amazing. With the one armed version we get 10 stat points out of three picks! On top of that it lets us spam ranged attacks without getting tired. If we ever managed to combine this with stranglethorn it's 10 strength and 10 con with the one armed version.

Is there a mechanical value to having two arms? We seem to fight just fine with only one? Maybe there's a hidden malus that would be removed by zweihander?

Philospher's reach sounds interesting but currently the only other magic system we've encountered has been Gisena's and possible whatever Ber was using. Probably have to enter civilization to find some. Could be a pretty good potential type spend if we find a good enough system.
 
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Allied mages with which the wearer dialogues extensively find they may develop novel applications of existing abilities and steadily grow in knowledge & power with effort, independent of their own paradigm. This can no more than triple their overall level of advancement, but any progression done on their own will raise this cap. Should said mage no longer be allied, the wearer may strip this power at will, like a dream dissolving at break of day.

Oh, hey, people wanted Findross stuff? Get this and Gisena can do it on her own! This substantially increases the value of city route for me, although we'd need some more Arete...

Also, Stranglethorn is absolutely bonkers, but getting it looks to be really hard.
 
Philosopher's Wreath has incredible synergy with Azure Moon and Total Eclipse. Though if I'm reading this correctly we should probably unlock the magic system we're tying it to first.

Is there a mechanical value to having two arms? We seem to fight just fine with only one? Maybe there's a hidden malus that would be removed by zweihander.
It probably unlocks abilities and talents we cannot currently use.
 
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Wait does Philosopher's Wreath mean we instantly learn the magic style up to double our current strength or just mean we get talent in it that lets us progress at twice our current progression rate?
 
Wow okay these only make extra picks look even more valuable.

Stranglethorn seems incredible for a build that intends on taking Once and Future what with the hyperlogarithmic nature of ranks and the way it adds a flat bonus. Hopefully it applies to it since that would be an extra .4 ranks for combat purposes. Not to mention just straight up doubling most our stats at a small agility penalty.

Ruinous valour is also amazing. With the one armed version we get 10 stat points out of three picks! On top of that it lets us spam ranged attacks without getting tired. If we ever managed to combine this with stranglethorn it's 10 strength and 10 con with the one armed version.

Is there a mechanical value to having two arms? We seem to fight just fine with only one? Maybe there's a hidden malus that would be removed by zweihander.

Philospher's reach sounds interesting but currently the only other magic system we've encountered has been Gisena's and possible whatever Ber was using. Probably have to enter civilization to find some. Could be a pretty good potential type spend if we find a good enough system.
Yeah, lack of hand is a general debuff, and certain abilities would suffer due to lack of hand(i.e. ability to summon halo of eight arms might summon only four). It's pretty much trading a bit of our long term power(and long term luxury) for massive amount of short term power, which sounds pretty good in current situation.
 
Wait does Philosopher's Wreath mean we instantly learn the magic style up to double our current strength or just mean we get talent in it that lets us progress at twice our current progression rate?
It let's companions progress at up to triple their regular rate, and pushes us to limits of what our skills should allow us to accomplish, if I'm reading it correctly. It's broken powerful, especially given the Limit is Praxis. But then again 7 Arete picks seems to be broken but have a condition that partially cripples them. Maw is crippled by needing to be melee. This is crippled by only getting one pick.
 
It let's companions progress at up to triple their regular rate, and pushes us to limits of what our skills should allow us to accomplish, if I'm reading it correctly. It's broken powerful, especially given the Limit is Praxis. But then again 7 Arete picks seems to be broken but have a condition that partially cripples them. Maw is crippled by needing to be melee. This is crippled by only getting one pick.
worth noting, the limit is the Noble Praxis, not the Imperial/Royal Praxis thus no where near equal to the Praxis that we would have gotten from the Sword vote.
 
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