As a point of reference, keep in mind that an otherwise mundane human at Rank 10 could beat a Stage 15 EFB-style Cultivator, depending on matchups. For those who don't know, a Stage 15 has literally infinite amounts of physical strength. Like "breath too hard you accidentally a supercluster" levels of strength. The point where no finite but arbitrarily high amount of durability can be any kind of barrier to you.
Holy shit. I Guess even Nameless might have some trouble in this quest. At Rank 10, Rihaku has said that you just ignore the laws of the universe.

Also, reminder that Unshattered and Once and Future would have have left us at Rank 9, power enough to match a combat-type(Rank 9 should be enough to match a stage 8, which is roughly where combat types sit, if i remember corerctly.) The further i go, the more i feel salt over not taking it...

[X] R-Type #1
[X] Preparation: Withdrawal
[X] Preparation: Dialogue


As much as i want to support Orm, i don't want to die more, personally.
 
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@Orm Embar Just a suggestion here, but I think Resolve might actually be better for Dialogue? If we want to use the tack of dismantling his linear and simplistic worldview as flawed; then the commitment to take his thrust head on and punish him for it seems like a better fit than evoking memories of the Tyrant; something I suspect may even be ant-synergistic with Dialogue, considering our past. Plus, it's even better if diplomacy fails! The devastating consequence is harsh, but I think worth it if it mean victory here; plus, there's only a chance of it, while the Trauma is guaranteed! So can I urge you to consider?
Yeah, after sleeping on it Resolve seems more likely to bring home the win and might be synergistic with dialogue. +17%'s an odd number, does that bring us up to a flat one hundred, guaranteeing the Form proc? It'd be nice to get some use out of it and we're going to have to retreat after this anyway. Though the thing that stuck out about Resolve on a first pass is that it's plus 50% chance of a devastating condition, not a baseline. We got Lingering Paralysis from the nameless archer and Vanreir's the trump card of the Outriders.

[X] R-Type #1
[X] Preparation: Dialogue [2 Arete]
[X] Preparation: Resolve

Also, if we'd taken Twice-Great and awakened Ceathlynn's Soul Evocation, would she have had the Unerring Blade? Boy, did we ever miss an opportunity there.
 
Holy shit. I Guess even Nameless might have some trouble in this quest. At Rank 10, Rihaku has said that you just ignore the laws of the universe.
Remember that Nameless had not only hilarious levels of personal power, but the speed to match and a metric fuckton of hax. As well as ability to progress at pace well beyond what we can manage.
 
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Also, reminder that Unshattered and Once and Future would have have left us at Rank 9, power enough to match a combat-type(Rank 9 should be enough to match a stage 8, which is roughly where combat types sit, if i remember corerctly.) The further i go, the more i feel salt over not taking it...

I know I've said this before somewhere in the past 500 pages, but you almost certainly can't take both Unshattered and Once and Future. The whole idea of Unshattered is you get lots of power but it locks out all future advancements from the Forebear's blade. And Once and Future is a blade advancement. You can take Unshattered and the Ruling Ring or Unshattered and the Pillars of Creation but not Unshattered and Once and Future.

It also makes sense on a conceptual level. If Hunger decides he's fine the way he is, then he can't later become the Once and Future King.
 
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I wonder what the quest would have been like if we'd taken Unshattered. Would we have had smooth sailing because of being so powerful, or would the Apocryphal Curse arranged some level-appropriate challenges, constantly scaling up, with us starting to trail behind the growth curve due to the vastly slowed growth rate.

Well, I guess we have the Ring Hunger, so our growth rate would still have been good as long as we got worthy challenges. Perhaps Unshattered was the wisest choice after all...
 
I wonder what the quest would have been like if we'd taken Unshattered. Would we have had smooth sailing because of being so powerful, or would the Apocryphal Curse arranged some level-appropriate challenges, constantly scaling up, with us starting to trail behind the growth curve due to the vastly slowed growth rate.

Well, I guess we have the Ring Hunger, so our growth rate would still have been good as long as we got worthy challenges. Perhaps Unshattered was the wisest choice after all...
More power now is usually a good decision!
 
Honor Unstained, 872 Words

Honor Unstained

As always, a blue horizon. The deep blue horizon of a mist-shrouded morning, the sky a callous gradient from black to bruise-blue, birdsong and a distant rumbling the only interruptions to the thick silence of this hour, a quiet thicker than the all-pervasive fog. A quiet like iron smog settling in the lungs. Even the detritus of the Inners is oppressive.

He shook his head, blinking away his father's resentments. The contamination was worsening. For six hundred and seventy-six days, Vanreir had awoken at exactly this time to attend to his daily duties. He grabbed pail and cloth and began to scrub.

There were those for whom duty was a prison and habit its cage, but he considered both more as scaffolding, the bedrock structure on which a life could be built. Meticulously he cleaned his room, the light of his soul kept coiled and inert, and moved steadily onto his sister's.

Oh so we get a interlude from the perspective of another guy. Haven't seen one of these in a while in a Rihaku Quest.

"Mm..." Erii was sleeping still, wrapped protectively around her plush pillow, and he maneuvered around her with quick, efficient movements, wiping down the weathered wood of the floors and carefully organizing her toys and knick-knacks.

"Brother?" She murmured groggily, slowly sitting up. She was growing more alert, even as his own body continued its slow decay. One day they would meet in the middle, and then irreversibly diverge. But not today.

"Hush, small one. Go back to sleep." He smiled and placed a hand on her head. Today, he could still keep her safe.

"M'kay. Love you." She nuzzled his hand affectionately before settling down to sleep.

Oh shit, this guy's somewhat relatable. Wait so they're connected somehow? As his condition and power falls, her's rise in response? I remember this concept from Forge of Destiny with the Ice Spirit teaching her daughter to be stronger but in turn weakening her in response. Not sure what the reason was though.

It is all on your shoulders now, my son. Everything I am, I leave to you. Let my soul be your guide. Let your soul be my tomb. And let this be enough, to awaken that which was promised. Please... let it be enough.

So this guy's dad sacrificed himself to give his son some sort of advantage. This combined with him protecting his sister seems to set him up as the Hero of a story. I'm guessing this is where we're coming in?

In the distance, the Star-forges of the Inner Ring began their spinup, ceaseless clanging like a bell endlessly rung. They would not stop until well after the sun went down. Were the Inner Residents inured to the clamor, or did some miraculous artifice render them immune?

One day, they would know the answer. One day, they would live Inside as well. Soon, if he proved himself. If he made just one more step forward. They were such wondrous rumors of the Land Inside, and yet the veil of secrecy was profound, so much so that even an Outrider of his exalted rank didn't warrant concrete details. Of all the scattered peoples who'd come together around the Ring, his House had had the most precipitous fall. Once a legend, now a cautionary tale. His father had lived Inside, but Vanreir had never seen past the cerulean shell that marked the Inner Perimeter, and by the time of his birth his father had been unable to speak of matters beyond the sword and his legacy. Nonetheless, he didn't resent those who'd engineered their fall. Why wallow in bitterness, when one could move forward instead? He would dispatch them, like any other opponent, when the time came. One policy for all enemies was simplest.

Ah the scion of a fallen noble house brought down by the machinations of other that seeks to prove himself worthy enough to rise up once more. Still to advance upward the social ladder requires much more effort than what I previously anticipated if being a powerful fighter with feats still doesn't give you that boost.

Also getting Attack on Titan vibes with the whole walls separating people based on the social ladder.

His sigil hummed, and Vanreir suppressed a frown. The coordinators were well aware of how the light of his soul operated. They knew he was not to be bothered in the morning, regardless of the urgency of the task. An even, regular routine was necessary to stabilize the power within; for all the sharpness of his light, it could only ever move in one direction. He did not consider such a fault. That which was linear, was also stable. That which was simple, was also strong.

"First Blade," the sigil spoke, and he recognized the cadence of Chief Coordinator Thran, whose normally-jovial disposition was utterly absent now.

"How can I help?" He said. As he spoke he continued to move, shaving cream applied to the throat with circular whisks of his horsehair brush.

"There's been a major incursion. Your services are requested."

"Is it the Brutes again? I thought Gondar had dealt with them."

His power's base on routine and is unstable? Well hopefully this will disrupt him somewhat in our inevitable fight. Now does the unstability come from his deteriorating physical health or from some other source like his father's gift?

"No. The Fairbright."

Shocked as he was, his movements did not stop. Fluidly, effortlessly he drew the razor over skin, allowing himself to enjoy the satisfying schlick of the blade as it scooped cream and hair from skin. There, all done. Faultless and bloodless as always. His hands had never been so steady before his father's death.

He flicked away the last daub of shaving debris and slapped a hand across his cheeks, examining his reflection coolly. Eyes of storm blue. Hair of storm grey. His body's discorporation had not yet become apparent, his secret unrevealed. Time enough for two souls to do what one could not. Give us just one year more. One year, and Erii would be safe.

"The Fairbright," he finally said, voice level. "Her stay of execution's been lifted?"

"The Inners decided they want no part of her. Make it clean, First Blade. The stain on your House has almost been lifted."

On shit, so this is where she comes from. She's from the Temple itself as a natural citizen. So this would've been the drawback of taking such a perfect character in. She would've lured stronger enemies when we we're at a lower power level as her allying with Outsider's would've definitely seen to her state of execution being lifted far faster, and likewise guarantee that any leakage of information would've died with her, and their allies at the hands of someone who they are confident in to take her on along with us at the same time.

His eyes widened slightly. "Faster than I'd expected. It hasn't even been two years. Will this be the last, then?"

"No. But we've detected two other R-types in the region. Bag them both and the Tribunal has agreed to review your case."

"Don't give me false hope, Coordinator."

"Experience has shown your abilities to be anything but false, Sir Amarlt. Keep this up and you'll be Lord Amarlt by day's end. Your grandfather would be pleased."

"And my father," he said.

The Coordinator coughed uncomfortably. "Er, yes. And... him. Good hunting, First Blade."

Unfortunate. He was far from peak condition, with his morning routine interrupted so. Still, this calibre of enemy did not demand his utmost. A junior Fairbright, her power barely tested. Mighty as their bloodline was, it could not compare to the light of his soul, much less his father's.

Seven decades had Justinan Amarlt trained to erase the disgrace of his youth. He'd never succeeded, but Vanreir was his legacy in form and in truth, the sword of their composite soul unfurling in perfect unity. Justinan the Blade. Vanreir the Unerring. They were hilt and tang, bullet and blasting-cap: helpless apart, but together unstoppable. Artificial as it was, they were the Unerring Blade returned, the Amarlt inheritance resurgent at last. As had been promised, if the successors were true and the hour was dire. Look through the cycle, and where I am needed, there you will find me.

Sometimes he wished that their forebear's standards had not been quite so high. Sometimes he thought that his father's life had been too high a price to pay, simply prove the sincerity of their cause. But he cast such thoughts quickly out of mind. Sincerity was simple, that did not mean it was easy. For a disgraced line, even this minute Return was grace undeserved. His father had bent everything to their restoration. Some would say he had gone too far. They would never understand the nature of a Blade. This, son, is the essence of our Thrust...

Lightly he took his sword from its rack and stepped out the door. Dawn's first rays graced the horizon, the gold commingling with the blue. He spun his blade gently, crystal-steel trapping and refracting the light, sunbeams shattered into a dizzying spray. They painted the cobblestones and the world-worn walls of the Middle District and slipped futilely off the Inner Perimeter just beyond, its matte-blue opacity obdurate and unchanging.

Erii would be behind that sturdiest of walls soon enough. She was able, empathic and wise, already skilled in political maneuver. One day, she would ensure that House Amarlt could stand on its own legs once more, without the First Sword of the Outriders looming over its foes. On that day he would relinquish his father and join her for whatever years he had remaining. Until that day, there was only one thing that he could do.

I can already see the determinator vibes rising from the two fold motivations of I must protect my precious people and I must prove myself to the world.

He's a Amarlt though, that Lesser Remittance vote comes back to haunt us. Though how did a family of scientific people go from that to lived in a pocket dimension while using magic?

Gabrielle Fairbright fell without incident. The blood of ten thousand heroes sang in her veins, choirs of the Astral had descended to shield her, her blade of legend had blazed like a second sun, plain become glass before its incandescence; and yet none of that had saved her from the ordinary thrust of his blade, which with unerring force struck true. That was his pride and culmination, the sole point and purpose of his existence, for which his father had given his life and his mother had died in despair. Strike a thousand times, or make one strike that tells.

That single strike his father had practiced day-in and day-out, practiced until his tendons wore down and his joints melted away, until his blood became dust and his bones became kindling, until the killing blow was nothing less than a way of life, and the conclusion of its stroke indistinguishable from life's ending.

I do not know if you will understand.
In the end, language can only reduce things so far.
This, son, is the essence of our Thrust:
Pierce through. Even if it cannot be pierced.


Panting, he leaned atop the blade like an old man with a cane, eyes roaming his body to assess the damage. His right arm was burned, his left arm a seared ruin, one eye gone, the lung on his left side unresponsive. A small price to pay to see a Fairbright downed. Though his body was a ruin, the light of his soul hummed merrily, eager and undiminished, its appetite whetted but far from sated. It was the nature of a thrust to go too far, to over-penetrate. That was how you made certain of the kill.

On to the next.

Bro she went down without incident, not gonna lie I fully expected this to be the part where we come in as the gallant knight but au guess she rolled too low, he rolled too high, and we rolled too low.

Never expected Rihaku to make me fell sad for a Mary Sue like being dying but his wonders never cease.

So his whole shtick is to spam basic attacks which are actually super stronge over using a myriad of differing techniques. On one hand this means that his sheer versatility is utter garbage compared to literally most beings we ever fought, on the other hand he's really good at it, to the point that he's the strongest of the Outriders whcway he doesn't bode well for our chances as he took down someone who actually had a synergistic build backed with a variety of magic items

Surprisingly though he took injuries close to our own. That definitely ensures that he's majorly weakened, lack of depth perception of one eye and having one arm unusable gotta weaken him.

[ ] R-Type #1 - How convenient, that the R-types would converge. Now Vanreir would not have to go searching. Enough simply to overcome them. A difficult task, but simple. The kind he liked best.

*Receive a +11% effectiveness bonus from allies of circumstance
*Though Vanreir is wounded, the light of his soul is otherwise at close to full power.

Wait how the fuck did he get away with being this injured, but having spent so little power killing the Fairbright? So did the fight basically resolve in him taking her frontal attack in exchange for one perfect hit in response? Is so then his said attack is a lot stronger than I give him credit for.

The allies should help with the fight, in the worst case scenario we can book it, and leave them as the distractions.

[ ] Close of Day - Mopping up some remnants, Vanreir encountered the second R-type, a man whose wounds were oddly symmetrical with those he'd picked up from his first fight of the day. Weakened and exhausted from his battles so far, nonetheless he would pierce through. One last obstacle, one last barrier, and then Erii would be safe.

*Vanreir is significantly weakened and, more importantly, fatigued from using his Compound Soul Evocation in multiple fights.
*However, his determination at this point is unstoppable, the inertia of the day and its proximity to victory fueling his will in all things.

So in exchange for being weakened he gets even more determination? I'm getting bad anime protagonist vibes form this guy, this will either lead to him somehow wining somehow from raw determination or us deconstructing his protagonist powers using the almighty power of logic and inevitability.

Hunger's preliminary observations of Vanreir:

*A strange affinity
*A highly skilled swordsman, even moreso than Hunger himself
*Employs simple, linear, but highly effective tactics
*His basic thrust is his 'ultimate move'
*Once begun, his thrust cannot be interrupted, nor does he miss. Range is not a factor.
*Similarly, he cannot cancel out of his thrust either. It requires wholehearted commitment.
*His overall parameters are substantially greater than Hunger's, though this does not account for any blood-based debuffs or the Form of Rage.
*However, his thrust would be threatening even to that Form.

Oh what the fuck is this bullshit. He's more skilled than us, more physically powerful, and has a fucking Gae Bolg like basic attack?!

On the bright side his attacks are linear so they're predictable, and he can't really cancel his attacks either so baiting out his attacks with one person while having the other attack seems to be a ideal play.

[ ] Preparation: Withdrawal - Just try to stay alive. Vanreir wants your head, but even if he chases you to the Outer Temple, it's unlikely he'll be able to pass through the antechamber's defenses.

+20% chance of survival
+40% chance of no rewards from this fight
+Discretion

Okay this might be the okay here as he's way too powerful to take on without rolling spectacularly well.

[ ] Preparation: Focus - You've faced longer odds with fewer forces. Against a magus, perhaps you are helpless without Gisena or the element of surprise. But this is a swordsman, and if his skill in the art is presently the greater, still Hunger recalls his war against a bladesmaster far greater than him. Before the violet blade of the Tyrant, what is one man's ordinary Thrust?

+5% effectiveness
+Awakens Moderate Condition: Trauma after the fight concludes
+Valor

On one hand we get more Gisela scenes and the mysterious valor on the other hand we get trauma and stack even more drawbacks on ourselves as we forcibly recall traumatic memories.

[ ] Preparation: Dialogue [2 Arete] - Try to draw upon the strange affinity and turn him to your side. There's no reason beyond raw intuition to think this would work...

Baseline 10% chance of success, can be modified by other votes and discussion.
As it currently stands, will put you in Arete Debt.

So the diplomatic option. Might be our only chance if running doesn't work out, not sure what can offer him though as he if he kills us he gets what he always wanted versus our nebulous reward.

[ ] Preparation: Resolve - Withstand the Thrust, its sharp terrible wounds of body and soul, and opportunity arises. Speed and technique are not the only types of strength. Weather the enemy's blow and they are open to counterattack.

+8% combat effectiveness, +17% Form of Rage chance
+50% chance to suffer a devastating condition if victorious

Yikes, the chance of even more debuffs on top of our current ones. Not really sure if I want see what a devastating condition to be. Though all of that for only 8%?
 
I know I've said this before somewhere in the past 500 pages, but you almost certainly can't take both Unshattered and Once and Future. The whole idea of Unshattered is you get lots of power but it locks out all future advancements from the Forebear's blade. And Once and Future is a blade advancement. You can take Unshattered and the Ruling Ring or Unshattered and the Pillars of Creation but not Unshattered and Once and Future.

It also makes sense on a conceptual level. If Hunger decides he's fine the way he is, then he can't later become the Once and Future King.
You did, it's just...there is nowhere in the blurb that states that it would lock blade advancments, it's just hyphoteticals, one way and the other. Perhaps you are right in the sense that since the blade is shattered, and we accepted it as is, all further upgrades would be towards the creation of a new legend, instead of gaining power from an old one, but it's speculation one way or the other.

If that's the case, Unshattered into Ruling Ring would still be disgustingly strong, Unshattered perhaps giving enough power to survive the contest. Ruling ring into Pillars would give absolutely insane progression. If not, i wouldn't be surprised if there was an EFB tied to unshattered, just as we have Once And future.

Anyway, another theory about the Forebearer: He might have been another Progression type. Would explain why he passed away in his sleep: He literally passed away, to another world. Maybe we will retread his steps, going into worlds that the forebearer went previously, and dealing with the consequences of his actions. Or perhaps It ties into Hunger being the forebearer, but rather, the forebearer is a possible destination for Progression type Hunger, especially if we take enough mental contamination.
 
If you're a Progression-type. Combat-types may reverse that dichotomy!

"More potential now is always a good decision!" Especially the rare Combat-types that actually make it to High Cursebearer...
It's kind of a funny dichotomy. The mains concern for Combat-types is being outscaled, while the main concern for progression types is raw power...perhaps we sould make a cursebearer duo!?

Also, Praxis is probably very useful for Combat-types, then. Especially since it relies more on sacrifice than raw talent.
 
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"More potential now is always a good decision!" Especially the rare Combat-types that actually make it to High Cursebearer...
Aha, I'd wondered if there were any Combat-types among their ranks. Sword + Intensify's probably good in terms of potential, being locked out of all other magic doesn't matter so much if you've got the best possible system. Are there other Cursebearer types or is it a straightforward dichotomy?
 
Aha, I'd wondered if there were any Combat-types among their ranks. Sword + Intensify's probably good in terms of potential, being locked out of all other magic doesn't matter so much if you've got the best possible system. Are there other Cursebearer types or is it a straightforward dichotomy?

Even with access to the Imperial Praxis, most Combat-types wouldn't be able to make it. I doubt Hunger would be able to if not a Progression-type, for example. And that's no slight against him, High Cursebearer is an outrageously high bar to clear even for Progression-types like Seram with a low Curse burden, and he's just not quite Odyssial-tier in all the ways that matter...
 
Huh, do we know what exactly a High Cursebearer is? I've never heard the term before, is it something that came up in discussion from AST0 or EFB? I was unaware that there was any kind of ranking among Cursebearers, and I'd be interested to know what qualifications one would have to meet to achieve such a title.
 
As far as i understand, a High Cursebearer is as close as one can get to the accursed. People who can run around and smack even omnipotent beings.
 
Even with access to the Imperial Praxis, most Combat-types wouldn't be able to make it. I doubt Hunger would be able to if not a Progression-type, for example. And that's no slight against him, High Cursebearer is an outrageously high bar to clear even for Progression-types like Seram with a low Curse burden, and he's just not quite Odyssial-tier in all the ways that matter...
Becoming more like the Forebear just sound better and better, really.
 
Huh, do we know what exactly a High Cursebearer is? I've never heard the term before, is it something that came up in discussion from AST0 or EFB? I was unaware that there was any kind of ranking among Cursebearers, and I'd be interested to know what qualifications one would have to meet to achieve such a title.
If I remember the tidbits from former quests they are essentially the big winners. Combat or progression, these Cursebearers are those who survived and thrived. The only thing that's bothering them is their curses and even then those curses are highly mitigated.

For them all of our shit wouldn't worth 1 Arete.

If only we took that 1 Week Every Decade Curse Free LRE, now that's priceless for them.
 
Low: ~3 tiers of mitigation
Mid: ~5 tiers of mitigation
High: ~7 tiers of mitigation

Is what I figure.
 
Hm... is that exactly what that quote says?
To clarify, if Hunger spent an entire month at the same intensity of advancement as the Temple, while Ber did the training he's doing for that month, he would stomp Ber. Your Progression curve does not work in the same way that his does. For one, you effectively don't top out.

Yeah, rip, my bad.
Holy shit. I Guess even Nameless might have some trouble in this quest. At Rank 10, Rihaku has said that you just ignore the laws of the universe.

Yeah, probably. Even with Act as Truth, the Armaments seem to have access something well beyond that so their conceptual power might be higher anyway.

Huh, do we know what exactly a High Cursebearer is? I've never heard the term before, is it something that came up in discussion from AST0 or EFB? I was unaware that there was any kind of ranking among Cursebearers, and I'd be interested to know what qualifications one would have to meet to achieve such a title.

High Cursebearer's are those who are relevant to the Accursed beyond just mitigation, which is a level of power well beyond our comprehension or basic reason.

Low: ~3 tiers of mitigation
Mid: ~5 tiers of mitigation
High: ~7 tiers of mitigation

Is what I figure.

I think High Cursebearer's have actually completed the mitigation of their initial Curses and may have taken on additional, even worse burdens from the Accursed.
 
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