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They set out on vacation, at last departing the barren wastelands of the Temple exterior in search of a place to recuperate and unwind. With Gisena still meditating in Verschlengorge's cockpit, it was up to Hunger to man the Armament's shoulders and keep a lookout for incoming Astral denizens. Though Verschlengorge was considerably more powerful than it had been, still it was too wounded to be a match for Hunger himself, and that showed in the strength of its Astral beacon. Assaulted by mediocre monstrosities, Hunger did not so much as exert himself on the first day of the trip, each incoming wave dispatched before it had finished emerging from its portal.
It was curious that the Astral invaders were never dispirited by failure, their resolve apparently unbreakable. Though the beasts clearly weren't mindless, they attacked with suicidal vigor, even into so utterly hopeless a situation as this. Perhaps they weren't cognizant of the fact that Verschlengorge had bodyguards at all.
He wondered what dynamics governed the process of their attraction to the Armament, subsequent organization and transport to the physical realm. If Verschlengorge's Astral Beacon did not advertise the existence of any being around it, then he could understand their obliviousness at the presence of a bodyguard. If its presence was fundamentally antithetical to the values of the Astral beings, that would justify their heedless courage.
Was there some way to exploit this? Could he incrementally increase his own power by slowly healing Verschlengorge and ambushing the steadily stronger creatures that came for it? Possibly, though the method was somewhat unreliable and slow. The former was tolerable, the latter potentially disqualifying. At all times the Apocryphal Curse loomed over them; speed of growth was critical to outpacing its relentless escalation.
Live, and grow strong. The very act of the former would necessitate the latter. In that sense it was a convenient yoke, one that impelled him ruthlessly towards his ultimate goal: vengeance against beings whose power was too great for his current mind even to fathom.
Cutting through another group of Astral invaders, Hunger frowned. There was some disquieting symmetry to the whole situation. The invaders were driven by an inescapable need to destroy Verschlengorge and were blind to the strength of its defender. Was that not an uncanny mirror of his own situation with the Imprisoned Ring? He too was compelled to reach it, and similarly ignorant of its ultimate guardians. Was it even possible for him to prevail here, when the Temple had stood unconquered for millennia before? What if its final defender was simply so powerful that no amount of strength accumulated against its lessers would suffice to challenge it? He himself was the same to these beasts.
A simple massive discontinuity in combat strength would serve as a hard deterrent against invaders like himself or Ber, whose growth was rapid but fundamentally incremental in nature. A meta-contextual moat of sheer ability. The torment of the Ring was nearly unbearable, but even more unbearable was the prospect that he could fail.
And yet the prospect of unnecessary delay filled him with contempt. They who only challenged foes that were unquestionably weaker had discarded the most crucial strength of all. Stagnation of the self, a slow diminishing of the vital spirit, was their inescapable fate, for in their hearts they knew themselves to be cowards.
"Doing some meditation of your own?" Letrizia asked. Verschlengorge's primary eyes turned in his direction, shimmering gold with fleeting specks of blue.
"Was it that obvious?" He propped the Forebear's Blade against a gun turret and rose to meet her gaze.
"It's good to be self-absorbed once in a while, but you can brood when we're not on vacation. Just take a look at this scenery!"
The Armament strode through high, sheer canyons of water-sluiced stone, rock of pale violet and ochre that gave way to densely-packed layers of compressed crystal, glittering like stained glass beneath the desert sun. The pulverized dust of stone and crystal formed great sloping lines through the ancient riverbed, sharp color against the stark barrens, the fingerpaint trail of some primordial colossus whose knuckles were the mountain-range, its glacier-sheets his nails.
He nodded. "It's pleasant. Shall we stop for lunch?"
"Hehe. You said it, not me!"
"The words of a woman on the precipice of an eating disorder."
Spread out on Letrizia's blue and white picnic blanket, they encamped for lunch with a few of her declining stock of genuine sandwiches. She also produced a clear yellow powder that, when poured into water, resulted in a pitcher's worth of fresh lemonade.
"Verschlengorge's refrigerator is almost empty," Letrizia remarked glumly, pitifully but dutifully enjoying her share.
He closed his eyes. "I was going to surprise you, but I ordered some specialty meats from a group of merchants I met in the Outer Temple. When we return, we'll pick them up."
"Really!?" She perked up. "You're the best!"
She leapt towards him, tightly hugging his neck. "I take back all the bad things I said about you! This is wonderful! You're the best bodyguard ever!"
He patted her head fondly. "I was right. You do have an eating disorder."
"But you've never seen an eating disorder this cute!" Gisena was perched dangerously on the canyon's edge, legs swinging freely. "Too bad, if only I had some way to capture this moment forever..."
"I don't care what you say. Nothing can make me unhappy right now." Humming merrily to herself, Letrizia returned to consuming her sandwich, now with ravenous, uninhibited bites.
"Were you always like this, or did piloting Verschlengorge make you this way..."
Their idyllic repast was interrupted, however, by the appearance of a matte-gray flying vehicle overhead. He frowned. Its angular lines were almost reminiscent of Verschlengorge's own armor...
Gisena oohed appreciatively as it made a perfectly vertical descent to land near the lip of the canyon. Armored figures emerged swiftly, carrying lean, mechanized rifles alongside torso-length polarized shields.
"What the..." Letrizia frowned. "That's Empire military surplus. Who are these guys?"
"Stay behind me." Hunger rose, Evening Sky a cloud of menace behind him.
One of the more finely-maintained armors approached, gun slung towards the ground. "You there! Who are you, and what are your intentions towards the Elixir Sovereignty?"
"Elixir Sovereignty?" Letrizia raised a mildly amused eyebrow, looking as if she were restraining a laugh.
"We don't have any intentions for you," Hunger said plainly. "You came to us."
"You are impinging on our northeast border," the armored figure replied. "With what appears to be a Imperial Armament. I apologize if we overreacted, but we came to the Voyaging Realm to break free of the Empire's reins. Even if you possess an Armament, if you seek to deprive us of our liberty, know that we will resist your incursion to the last."
"Your border means nothing to me," Hunger shrugged. "But I have no intention of killing you unless attacked."
"Hmph. These guys must have made it deep into the Voyaging Realm before I was stationed here. I've never even heard of them." Letrizia frowned. "Separatists. I'm surprised they're still alive."
"Enemies of yours?" Hunger asked, idly spinning the Blade.
She shook her head. "Not really. Technically I guess they're traitors to the crown, but they're harmless enough. Maybe we can trade with them? Could be a trial run for your mercenary work in the future."
"I see. Probably best for you two to negotiate, then. I'll stand behind you and look menacing."
"Of course, that's a bodyguard's job, after all."
Gisena walked over to the armors, disarmingly beautiful, the picture of wide-eyed naïveté. "Oh my, such miraculous devices! Excuse me, do you mind if I take a look? What an incredible rifle! I've used kinetic sidearms before, but this one appears to be plasma-powered. It must be tremendously more effective. May I see it? It's just that I've never encountered such advanced technology before in my life..."
Hunger blinked. He'd expected one of her usual ploys, but no. She really was just enthusiastically studying their machines.
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What's Letrizia's primary objective?
[ ] Hot Springs And Go - Trade the pearl for two nights' of suites at their premier hot springs resort. Comes with all-you-can-eat room service. [+.75 Arete, 70% Condition Healing, 30% Double Healing]
[ ] Lift the Siege - Semi-treasonous or not, these were still her fellow countrymen. As they are beset by a zombie-monster apocalypse, bred by some sort of super undead, it's only fair that her super-juggernaut undead chimera show it who's boss. Lord Hunger is always on about needing worthy opponents to grow stronger, anyway. The separatists, overjoyed with her magnanimous intercession, will gift the party with hot-springs vouchers for life and all the gourmet food and military surplus hardware that the girls could ask for. [Fight the Rotbeast. Worth 3 picks and Premium Vacation at the resort if you prevail.]
[ ] Investigate the Schools - There had to be a reason Verschlengorge brought them here, and through her connection with the Armament she felt it lay among the peers of her age group. Evasive as the separatists have been, still they would not keep her from the truth. She was Verschlengorge's pilot, who had devoured system-spanning fleets and withstood supernovas, who had trawled the Astral nebulae and conquered their Sovereigns and stood astride the hungry dark of a naked singularity. Even that invincible specimen of common matter had quailed before the greater devourer then. What was a... high school... to the likes of her?! [If successful, gain access to the magic system of those born within the Elixir Springs. You can still visit the Hot Springs later.]
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You have about 9.5 Arete. You've received 1 pick from slaying the monsters attracted by Rank 4.5 Verschlengorge. Alas, they were simply no match for a blade infused with uttermost strength.
[ ] Forebear's Blade - Echo of the Forebear - Cloud-shadow of the Forebear's might.
Legendary strength and speed, and the resilience to exert them. Can be taken multiple times. [+Might, +Agility]
[ ] The Ring of Power - Dominion - 2 Arete
A ring of power does not exert influence casually. It has its own will, its own preferences, and if that will should be inseparable from its owner's, its sway thereby shall be greater for it.
Select a domain of influence. While acting within its domain, [Ring of Power] effects are substantially less taxing and more potent; the effects of this can be abstracted as follows: treat the owner's Rank as if it somewhat* higher for related actions. You may select this advancement multiple times, choosing a different domain each time. If multiple domains apply, their bonuses do not compound.
*+0.5 if Low, +.25 if Mid, +.1 if High.
The available domains for Hunger are: War, Passion
[ ] Fierce Quickening - The absurd violence of Blood unleashed. Let all that falls within its dominion be spilled, if it be in service to the Ringbearer. Adds [++Agility, +Wits] to the bonuses from Quickening, subject to the usual conditions. Can be taken up to 3 times.
[ ] Vigor Itself - The primordial might and glory of Blood resplendent. Let all who witness its form tremble, and be subject. Adds [++Might, +Charisma] to the bonuses from Quickening, subject to the usual conditions. Can be taken up to 3 times.
[ ] Augment Dominion: Blood - The world-wielding will of the Ring.
Treat the wielder's Rank as if it were (.5 Low/.25 Medium/.1 High) higher for purposes of the [Ring of Power] effect applied to the Blood domain, increasing its potency and versatility. Repeatable, but costs 1 more pick each time.
[ ] Evening Sky - Opalescence - The soft light of evening before which all attacks falter.
Improves defensive parameters. [+Protection]
[ ] Evening Sky - Iridescence - 2 Arete - The sharp light of the stars before which all malice is lessened.
+Protection, +Charisma. Expands the range of effects subject to the Evening Sky, allowing it to passively weaken almost all forms of magic. Even Nullity itself can be once withstood before the Sky recedes.
[ ] Exalted Spirit - 2 Arete. Conjunctional [Hunger, Evening Sky]. Mind made vigorous as the body. Gain +Int, +Wits, +Wis, +Cha, -Heartlessness, while in a form with physical blood. Allies under blood enhancement gain +Int, +Cha. Blood enhancement requires physical blood.
[ ] Slice Fate - 7 Arete. Conjunctional [Forebear's Blade, Letrizia]. By unity with thy implement, cast off the chains of Fate and seize destiny with thine own two hands. +1 re-roll per 24 hours for Hunger. Enables Letrizia to become [The Devouring Sorceress]. ++Letrizia, +Gisena.
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As promised, blurbs for the two winning 25 Arete options:
[ ] Super Juggernaut Undead Chimera - 25 Arete
Defining Advancement. If chosen, you may have no more than five Defining Advancements.
Super Juggernaut - The character may manifest an Armament Shroud even if they are not Rank 9+. His Pressure has no influence outside the Shroud. Within the radius of the Shroud, the character's effective Pressure is massively intensified, massively increasing the difficulty of opposition to him and allowing for the manifestation of character-unique effects.
If the character is already Rank 9+, halve the effects of Tiredness and Exhaustion on him and double his Shroud's effective radius and any numerical values in his Shroud effects. Manifesting a Shroud is taxing to the will.
Undead Chimera - Gain the memetic benefits of undeath without the penalties. Immune to most poisons and diseases, not hampered by the loss of most internal organs, no need to eat, breathe, drink or sleep. For each type of undead the character can be said to represent (no more than five), choose one Attribute to apply a +100% bonus to, or increase his current Rank by 10%. Attribute bonuses affect present and future levels. You may stack choices, but each consecutive stack reduces the value by half. Thus, choosing AGI twice yields +150% AGI, and choosing Rank twice yields +15% Rank.
[ ] Cut Through - 25 Arete
Add the character's Willpower to his effective Might and Agility. Elevate the character's sword techniques by one step along the Infinite Singularity Husk.
The character may develop a set of techniques that are equivalent to those of the Sword Praxis, that sliver of the Royal Praxis focused on techniques of the blade. If a Cursebearer, the character may eventually develop techniques equivalent to the Imperial Sword Praxis instead. Naturally, almost any conceivable effect can eventually be realized even through the medium of swordplay, if one's canvas is the Imperial Praxis itself, though the strengths and weaknesses of the Praxis continue to apply.
---
I'm planning to launch the Patreon in the next couple of days. Please wait warmly for it. My hope is to have bonus content already prepared upon launch, which has been tough with a daily update schedule! Would there also be interest in a Discord server?
They set out on vacation, at last departing the barren wastelands of the Temple exterior in search of a place to recuperate and unwind. With Gisena still meditating in Verschlengorge's cockpit, it was up to Hunger to man the Armament's shoulders and keep a lookout for incoming Astral denizens. Though Verschlengorge was considerably more powerful than it had been, still it was too wounded to be a match for Hunger himself, and that showed in the strength of its Astral beacon. Assaulted by mediocre monstrosities, Hunger did not so much as exert himself on the first day of the trip, each incoming wave dispatched before it had finished emerging from its portal.
It was curious that the Astral invaders were never dispirited by failure, their resolve apparently unbreakable. Though the beasts clearly weren't mindless, they attacked with suicidal vigor, even into so utterly hopeless a situation as this. Perhaps they weren't cognizant of the fact that Verschlengorge had bodyguards at all.
He wondered what dynamics governed the process of their attraction to the Armament, subsequent organization and transport to the physical realm. If Verschlengorge's Astral Beacon did not advertise the existence of any being around it, then he could understand their obliviousness at the presence of a bodyguard. If its presence was fundamentally antithetical to the values of the Astral beings, that would justify their heedless courage.
Was there some way to exploit this? Could he incrementally increase his own power by slowly healing Verschlengorge and ambushing the steadily stronger creatures that came for it? Possibly, though the method was somewhat unreliable and slow. The former was tolerable, the latter potentially disqualifying. At all times the Apocryphal Curse loomed over them; speed of growth was critical to outpacing its relentless escalation.
Live, and grow strong. The very act of the former would necessitate the latter. In that sense it was a convenient yoke, one that impelled him ruthlessly towards his ultimate goal: vengeance against beings whose power was too great for his current mind even to fathom.
Cutting through another group of Astral invaders, Hunger frowned. There was some disquieting symmetry to the whole situation. The invaders were driven by an inescapable need to destroy Verschlengorge and were blind to the strength of its defender. Was that not an uncanny mirror of his own situation with the Imprisoned Ring? He too was compelled to reach it, and similarly ignorant of its ultimate guardians. Was it even possible for him to prevail here, when the Temple had stood unconquered for millennia before? What if its final defender was simply so powerful that no amount of strength accumulated against its lessers would suffice to challenge it? He himself was the same to these beasts.
A simple massive discontinuity in combat strength would serve as a hard deterrent against invaders like himself or Ber, whose growth was rapid but fundamentally incremental in nature. A meta-contextual moat of sheer ability. The torment of the Ring was nearly unbearable, but even more unbearable was the prospect that he could fail.
And yet the prospect of unnecessary delay filled him with contempt. They who only challenged foes that were unquestionably weaker had discarded the most crucial strength of all. Stagnation of the self, a slow diminishing of the vital spirit, was their inescapable fate, for in their hearts they knew themselves to be cowards.
"Doing some meditation of your own?" Letrizia asked. Verschlengorge's primary eyes turned in his direction, shimmering gold with fleeting specks of blue.
"Was it that obvious?" He propped the Forebear's Blade against a gun turret and rose to meet her gaze.
"It's good to be self-absorbed once in a while, but you can brood when we're not on vacation. Just take a look at this scenery!"
The Armament strode through high, sheer canyons of water-sluiced stone, rock of pale violet and ochre that gave way to densely-packed layers of compressed crystal, glittering like stained glass beneath the desert sun. The pulverized dust of stone and crystal formed great sloping lines through the ancient riverbed, sharp color against the stark barrens, the fingerpaint trail of some primordial colossus whose knuckles were the mountain-range, its glacier-sheets his nails.
He nodded. "It's pleasant. Shall we stop for lunch?"
"Hehe. You said it, not me!"
"The words of a woman on the precipice of an eating disorder."
Spread out on Letrizia's blue and white picnic blanket, they encamped for lunch with a few of her declining stock of genuine sandwiches. She also produced a clear yellow powder that, when poured into water, resulted in a pitcher's worth of fresh lemonade.
"Verschlengorge's refrigerator is almost empty," Letrizia remarked glumly, pitifully but dutifully enjoying her share.
He closed his eyes. "I was going to surprise you, but I ordered some specialty meats from a group of merchants I met in the Outer Temple. When we return, we'll pick them up."
"Really!?" She perked up. "You're the best!"
She leapt towards him, tightly hugging his neck. "I take back all the bad things I said about you! This is wonderful! You're the best bodyguard ever!"
He patted her head fondly. "I was right. You do have an eating disorder."
"But you've never seen an eating disorder this cute!" Gisena was perched dangerously on the canyon's edge, legs swinging freely. "Too bad, if only I had some way to capture this moment forever..."
"I don't care what you say. Nothing can make me unhappy right now." Humming merrily to herself, Letrizia returned to consuming her sandwich, now with ravenous, uninhibited bites.
"Were you always like this, or did piloting Verschlengorge make you this way..."
Their idyllic repast was interrupted, however, by the appearance of a matte-gray flying vehicle overhead. He frowned. Its angular lines were almost reminiscent of Verschlengorge's own armor...
Gisena oohed appreciatively as it made a perfectly vertical descent to land near the lip of the canyon. Armored figures emerged swiftly, carrying lean, mechanized rifles alongside torso-length polarized shields.
"What the..." Letrizia frowned. "That's Empire military surplus. Who are these guys?"
"Stay behind me." Hunger rose, Evening Sky a cloud of menace behind him.
One of the more finely-maintained armors approached, gun slung towards the ground. "You there! Who are you, and what are your intentions towards the Elixir Sovereignty?"
"Elixir Sovereignty?" Letrizia raised a mildly amused eyebrow, looking as if she were restraining a laugh.
"We don't have any intentions for you," Hunger said plainly. "You came to us."
"You are impinging on our northeast border," the armored figure replied. "With what appears to be a Imperial Armament. I apologize if we overreacted, but we came to the Voyaging Realm to break free of the Empire's reins. Even if you possess an Armament, if you seek to deprive us of our liberty, know that we will resist your incursion to the last."
"Your border means nothing to me," Hunger shrugged. "But I have no intention of killing you unless attacked."
"Hmph. These guys must have made it deep into the Voyaging Realm before I was stationed here. I've never even heard of them." Letrizia frowned. "Separatists. I'm surprised they're still alive."
"Enemies of yours?" Hunger asked, idly spinning the Blade.
She shook her head. "Not really. Technically I guess they're traitors to the crown, but they're harmless enough. Maybe we can trade with them? Could be a trial run for your mercenary work in the future."
"I see. Probably best for you two to negotiate, then. I'll stand behind you and look menacing."
"Of course, that's a bodyguard's job, after all."
Gisena walked over to the armors, disarmingly beautiful, the picture of wide-eyed naïveté. "Oh my, such miraculous devices! Excuse me, do you mind if I take a look? What an incredible rifle! I've used kinetic sidearms before, but this one appears to be plasma-powered. It must be tremendously more effective. May I see it? It's just that I've never encountered such advanced technology before in my life..."
Hunger blinked. He'd expected one of her usual ploys, but no. She really was just enthusiastically studying their machines.
---
What's Letrizia's primary objective?
[ ] Hot Springs And Go - Trade the pearl for two nights' of suites at their premier hot springs resort. Comes with all-you-can-eat room service. [+.75 Arete, 70% Condition Healing, 30% Double Healing]
[ ] Lift the Siege - Semi-treasonous or not, these were still her fellow countrymen. As they are beset by a zombie-monster apocalypse, bred by some sort of super undead, it's only fair that her super-juggernaut undead chimera show it who's boss. Lord Hunger is always on about needing worthy opponents to grow stronger, anyway. The separatists, overjoyed with her magnanimous intercession, will gift the party with hot-springs vouchers for life and all the gourmet food and military surplus hardware that the girls could ask for. [Fight the Rotbeast. Worth 3 picks and Premium Vacation at the resort if you prevail.]
[ ] Investigate the Schools - There had to be a reason Verschlengorge brought them here, and through her connection with the Armament she felt it lay among the peers of her age group. Evasive as the separatists have been, still they would not keep her from the truth. She was Verschlengorge's pilot, who had devoured system-spanning fleets and withstood supernovas, who had trawled the Astral nebulae and conquered their Sovereigns and stood astride the hungry dark of a naked singularity. Even that invincible specimen of common matter had quailed before the greater devourer then. What was a... high school... to the likes of her?! [If successful, gain access to the magic system of those born within the Elixir Springs. You can still visit the Hot Springs later.]
---
You have about 9.5 Arete. You've received 1 pick from slaying the monsters attracted by Rank 4.5 Verschlengorge. Alas, they were simply no match for a blade infused with uttermost strength.
[ ] Forebear's Blade - Echo of the Forebear - Cloud-shadow of the Forebear's might.
Legendary strength and speed, and the resilience to exert them. Can be taken multiple times. [+Might, +Agility]
[ ] The Ring of Power - Dominion - 2 Arete
A ring of power does not exert influence casually. It has its own will, its own preferences, and if that will should be inseparable from its owner's, its sway thereby shall be greater for it.
Select a domain of influence. While acting within its domain, [Ring of Power] effects are substantially less taxing and more potent; the effects of this can be abstracted as follows: treat the owner's Rank as if it somewhat* higher for related actions. You may select this advancement multiple times, choosing a different domain each time. If multiple domains apply, their bonuses do not compound.
*+0.5 if Low, +.25 if Mid, +.1 if High.
The available domains for Hunger are: War, Passion
[ ] Fierce Quickening - The absurd violence of Blood unleashed. Let all that falls within its dominion be spilled, if it be in service to the Ringbearer. Adds [++Agility, +Wits] to the bonuses from Quickening, subject to the usual conditions. Can be taken up to 3 times.
[ ] Vigor Itself - The primordial might and glory of Blood resplendent. Let all who witness its form tremble, and be subject. Adds [++Might, +Charisma] to the bonuses from Quickening, subject to the usual conditions. Can be taken up to 3 times.
[ ] Augment Dominion: Blood - The world-wielding will of the Ring.
Treat the wielder's Rank as if it were (.5 Low/.25 Medium/.1 High) higher for purposes of the [Ring of Power] effect applied to the Blood domain, increasing its potency and versatility. Repeatable, but costs 1 more pick each time.
[ ] Evening Sky - Opalescence - The soft light of evening before which all attacks falter.
Improves defensive parameters. [+Protection]
[ ] Evening Sky - Iridescence - 2 Arete - The sharp light of the stars before which all malice is lessened.
+Protection, +Charisma. Expands the range of effects subject to the Evening Sky, allowing it to passively weaken almost all forms of magic. Even Nullity itself can be once withstood before the Sky recedes.
[ ] Exalted Spirit - 2 Arete. Conjunctional [Hunger, Evening Sky]. Mind made vigorous as the body. Gain +Int, +Wits, +Wis, +Cha, -Heartlessness, while in a form with physical blood. Allies under blood enhancement gain +Int, +Cha. Blood enhancement requires physical blood.
[ ] Slice Fate - 7 Arete. Conjunctional [Forebear's Blade, Letrizia]. By unity with thy implement, cast off the chains of Fate and seize destiny with thine own two hands. +1 re-roll per 24 hours for Hunger. Enables Letrizia to become [The Devouring Sorceress]. ++Letrizia, +Gisena.
---
As promised, blurbs for the two winning 25 Arete options:
[ ] Super Juggernaut Undead Chimera - 25 Arete
Defining Advancement. If chosen, you may have no more than five Defining Advancements.
Super Juggernaut - The character may manifest an Armament Shroud even if they are not Rank 9+. His Pressure has no influence outside the Shroud. Within the radius of the Shroud, the character's effective Pressure is massively intensified, massively increasing the difficulty of opposition to him and allowing for the manifestation of character-unique effects.
If the character is already Rank 9+, halve the effects of Tiredness and Exhaustion on him and double his Shroud's effective radius and any numerical values in his Shroud effects. Manifesting a Shroud is taxing to the will.
Undead Chimera - Gain the memetic benefits of undeath without the penalties. Immune to most poisons and diseases, not hampered by the loss of most internal organs, no need to eat, breathe, drink or sleep. For each type of undead the character can be said to represent (no more than five), choose one Attribute to apply a +100% bonus to, or increase his current Rank by 10%. Attribute bonuses affect present and future levels. You may stack choices, but each consecutive stack reduces the value by half. Thus, choosing AGI twice yields +150% AGI, and choosing Rank twice yields +15% Rank.
[ ] Cut Through - 25 Arete
Add the character's Willpower to his effective Might and Agility. Elevate the character's sword techniques by one step along the Infinite Singularity Husk.
The character may develop a set of techniques that are equivalent to those of the Sword Praxis, that sliver of the Royal Praxis focused on techniques of the blade. If a Cursebearer, the character may eventually develop techniques equivalent to the Imperial Sword Praxis instead. Naturally, almost any conceivable effect can eventually be realized even through the medium of swordplay, if one's canvas is the Imperial Praxis itself, though the strengths and weaknesses of the Praxis continue to apply.
---
I'm planning to launch the Patreon in the next couple of days. Please wait warmly for it. My hope is to have bonus content already prepared upon launch, which has been tough with a daily update schedule! Would there also be interest in a Discord server?
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Dark Abstraction
Infrequent Participant
- Location
- United States
That one's not an explicit condition so much as a currently-default part of our anatomy, so I suspect we'll need to expend a bit of effort on itMaybe we got lucky and the springs healed it?
ptimism:
Maragas
Nothing to see here.
- Location
- Tree House
At the rate we are going, we will permanently wound every organ we have before we heal any of them
That's why we should get Super Juggernaut Undead Chimera!
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DarkSideBard
Flying, without moving on
I assume that blood advancements are a path towards a lung healing, just from thematics alone. Might be wrong on that count.
The gap between Hunger and defenders of the temple been widening for awhile.
Yyyyep, Cut Through is pretty sick. It is also a magical system, although sword-oriented one; magebros probably not going to consider it sufficiently magical.
- Location
- Pindorama
Ah, It was the Praxis, of course. No wonder you said it would influence voting.
Bye bye, Ring, daddy finally came home!
Bye bye, Ring, daddy finally came home!
Lealope
Not yet invincible
- Pronouns
- She/Her
@Aabcehmu is keeping track of them.
Called it.
PRAXISPRAXISPRAXISPRAXISPRAXISPRAXISPRAXISPRAXISPRAXISPRAXISPRAXISPRAXISPRAXIS-
Wait, did the Forebear have access to the Royal Praxis!? No wonder he was so OP! I see why you rated my comment on him with a funny.
Maragas
Nothing to see here.
- Location
- Tree House
Yep, I love Super Juggernaut Undead Chimera. My priority after the Ring.
On Cut Through though, while I like it.
On Cut Through though, while I like it.
Yeah, we are still not suited towards Praxis.
Rihaku
The Internet
Ruling Ring or sufficient Blood advancement could do it, yeah. It may take some in-game time.
That's not quite what the option says, is it... ?
Yeah, that's always been my concern for a Discord in the past, but we'll see if it's true here and make changes as necessary. I also hope that I won't get distracted by the Discord into procrastination from writing...
This basically hits the conundrum on the head yeah.
Truth in comedy right here. It is an interesting thought.
I'll have to think about the choices a bit, a lot to digest.
- Location
- Poland
- Pronouns
- He/Him
- Location
- Pindorama
Uhm, While this sound awesome, what does it mean in a practical sense?
Hunger is very well suited to the Praxis actually, especially now with plus seven willpower. It'd be an amazing get.
I must say, EFB defining advancements are super hardcore. I think it is going to be rather hard to convince me to pick a non-efb one from now on, simply because the amount of slots is limited.
...For that reason, I am kind of displeased with Undead Chimera. It is probably not going to be a concern until postgame, but permanently limiting the amount of Defining Advancements feels like a rather crippling thing for someone who is supposed to infinitely scale.
...For that reason, I am kind of displeased with Undead Chimera. It is probably not going to be a concern until postgame, but permanently limiting the amount of Defining Advancements feels like a rather crippling thing for someone who is supposed to infinitely scale.
Maragas
Nothing to see here.
- Location
- Tree House
Nah, he only had acces to the Sword Praxis with a sliver of Royal Sword Praxis.
If we, a Cursebearer, gets it we will straight up can develop techniques based on Imperial Sword Praxis.
We are limited to Inperial Sword Praxis though. This isn't full Imperial Praxis. Seord specific.
LordOfMurder
Bhaal
- Location
- Australia
I'm a fan of the patreon but against the Discord server since it splits activity away from the thread and makes things confusing if you don't follow both.
I guess Gisena didn't have as much screentime because she still hasn't finished her training montage. Zea has discovered that we are best Dad and admitted she loved us all along.
Also holy shit Cut Through! No wonder Rihaku was confident it could win a vote just by being mentioned! Access to the infinite singularity husk and to the Imperial Praxis! How could anyone refuse!
Super Juggernaut Undead Chimera is cool too I guess but it can't compete with cut through.
Rihaku
The Internet
It bumps your Defining slots up to 5 from 3!
That's not quite what the option says, is it... ?
Maragas
Nothing to see here.
- Location
- Tree House
It isn't doing that though? Our limit was 3, its increased to 5.
Nah, I remember the beginning arguments against Imperial Praxis, Hunger isn't suited towards self sacrifice anymore. Too burned out.
Maybe if we were Unshattered.
OctarineShrike
Avatar of Mandos
People. My Strategic Omake Reserve exceeds 10,000 words right now. I'm using it to put an Arete bounty on Investigate the Schools. If Investigate the Schools wins this vote, I am going to release all of it.
- Location
- NY
PRAAAAAAXXXIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSS
Lealope
Not yet invincible
- Pronouns
- She/Her
No but even a sliver of the Royal Praxis is wild! Or I guess techniques equivalent to that.
give me a break okay my eyes saw praxis and my brain shut down
Hunger is actually quite well suited to the qualities required for advancement in the Praxis.
In the same way that the power of Pressure or the Monarch (from Terrascape) supersedes physical power through the conceptual, our techniques could supersede theirs.
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Maragas
Nothing to see here.
- Location
- Tree House
What the...
...this isn't Praxis is it?
Shard
One and Many
- Location
- Malaysia
I should mention that I've un-signature'd this thread. Some of the negativity around Inheritor was just too much, I was actually nauseated by some of the assertions.