Talace
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A Simple Transaction I
- Thread starter Rihaku
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- Omniverse #1345
The last person who got this ability read this note and then proceeded to talk their next 146 opponents into killing themselves to escape the suffering of unending chatter.
About to die? No problem! Just start talking. Eventually the enemy is going to get so broken they give up just to escape.
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The point of that note was more "this is not a free diplomacy attempt in every combat, this is being a quippy action hero"
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- Omniverse #1345
I know
.I was immediately jumping to how you abuse it into making the enemy quit.
I am sorry, that ability belongs to Hunger. He has rejected your vote and cut it into little slices and decided he is going to be getting thing you utterly hated.
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Rihaku
The Internet
Mm, you guys shouldn't think of these one-pick build votes in the context of "what do we need to fight right now." It simply is the case that picks are finite, especially safe picks, without something like Pillars, and even with Pillars you're still rate-limited on picks per month. If your goal is Protection that's actually on the level of Hunger's other abilities, Pearlescence is pretty much your only shot and you don't have the picks or Arete to spare for that. Iridescence alone is just not that good anymore, especially in light of the value provided by Blood Advancements. Plus Opalescence doesn't offer any advantages in noncombat situations, which you may be going into now. More Charisma is frequently good in case you get a Tyrant proc.
Is Quit Like A Dog the Freedom option?
WIPs get fractional amounts depending on the degree of change.
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Is Quit Like A Dog the Freedom option?
WIPs get fractional amounts depending on the degree of change.
- Location
- Pindorama
Don't know if I'll be able to contribute in the next 24 hours, so here's what I scrounged up. Please let all this be enough.
A misty-morning implied to be the result of pollution; this Omelas sucks already! A common description of Victorian London as well; I wonder if we will see further similarities. And like Victorian London, there seems to be an tension between the haves and have-nots if the last sentence is anything to go by. They seem to subjecting the Middle Temple to some serious pollution but their society doesn't seem very industrialized. I wonder what's going on there.
Wow, he counts his routine to the days. If we didn't know his circumstances, I'd call that kind of psychotic. But more than a question of power, I suspect he uses an orderly routine to try to center himself and mitigate his father's influence. This is kind of a common trope, I think. Man is defined by his habits, after all.
And yeah, another reminder that whatever level of industrialization the Inners have doesn't seem to be shared to their entire civilization. It may even be more accurate to call the Middle Temple a colony of the Inners, really; it provides manpower and raw resources to them for what is basically their refuse and the elevation of a few select individuals. Much more on board with dismantling them now really. I think someone compared this set up to Bleach's Soul Society, and it definitely seems apt.
But it seems his son disagrees, and looks to duty for support in his own life. It may be he clings to it all the tighter exactly because it distinguishes him from his father, someone he's trying to keep contained.
This preference seems reflected by his Soul Evocation, which, of course. I wonder what the Imprisoner says about Hunger then?
She seems well cared for at least, given the variety of toys and the meticulous way he's cleaning her room.
And a diabetes inducing scene to finish it all off. I'm sorry to say Vanreir, but you are incredibly dead. I'm surprised you haven't been crushed to death under the weight of all your death flags, frankly.
It wasn't enough, in the end. I suppose that's the most tragic part; in the end, unlike with Hunger himself, it didn't mean anything. They failed.
Wow, did leave the master bedroom empty after his father died? I don't know if I would call this grieving when his father is still there is his head. I suppose that does make the question of where he should sleep kind of awkward. Does he even find himself going to sleep there without noticing due to mental contamination? That'd be creepy.
But who knows, maybe the Inner Ring is super high-tech and the Magus was just a weirdo or something. That'd be funny in retrospect.
But man, if the Inners weren't utter assholes before, they sure are now. Wasting the lives of its peoples for their own protection; dangling a life of luxury in front of them so they willingly spend their lives in their stead. Huh, now that I think about it, is that why they keep the Middle Ring at a medieval tech level? Much easier for the Inner Residents to claim they live in paradise if they withhold modern amenities from the populace.
Confirmation that Vanreir needs a routine to stabilize himself. It doesn't seem a result of the Soul Fusion either, that's just how his evocation normally works.
And yes, simple is strong. But also vulnerable. The world cannot be reduced to a single Thrust, no matter how much you try.
A friendly Coordinator, huh? Might seem like a comfort to those on the line, but this guy likely sends people to their deaths daily. It takes some cold vein to affect cheer, if you have a job like that.
And the Brutes went down too! The adventurers are dropping like flies! I suppose you could expect this given for how long they have been implied to be doing this; but Rihaku's OOC made me doubt that. It was even part of my argumentation for Knight-Commander if I remember right. I supposed luck is a harsh mistress sometimes.
Also he is literally turning into a ghost. Not gonna lie, that's actually kind of hardcore. A ghostly form would be another parallel with Hunger I don't think people picked up on either.
One more year. Hah. Your family would never be safe, even in Inner Ring. What naivete.
Wait a minute. The two R-types who visited the camp died; the one who didn't survived, even at a cost. Damn, maybe the camp is cursed. Wouldn't put it past those assholes at the Inner Ring.
This the moment that sealed his defeat. He was now a day away from retirement!
Don't know how you can judge that on your kid sister, and I don't know you'd be the most impartial judge even if you could, but okay. Again, pure naivete to assume his enemies would just stay quiet given the House being composed of a child and a crippled man.
Unfortunately, in the end he could not pierce, the Accursed is cheat! I suppose there was no moment more fitting for his death; it was inevitable the moment his creed failed him after living his whole life by it. He was brought down by failing to live up to the ideal, which is quite sad in the end.
An extremely moody and ominous opening focused on the colors of the sky, have we seen this enough to be called of of Rihaku's cliches yet? It's extremely common, to say the least. Has he tried intruding the fact that it is a new day through some other thematic device, I wonder. I suppose it does lend itself to a unique style.
A misty-morning implied to be the result of pollution; this Omelas sucks already! A common description of Victorian London as well; I wonder if we will see further similarities. And like Victorian London, there seems to be an tension between the haves and have-nots if the last sentence is anything to go by. They seem to subjecting the Middle Temple to some serious pollution but their society doesn't seem very industrialized. I wonder what's going on there.
Very convenient to have the contamination be italics. I wonder how does it feel in his own head? Are they just suspicious stray thoughts or does even the voice sound different, like it's the thoughts of another person? I suspect I may be thinking about this entirely too much.
Wow, he counts his routine to the days. If we didn't know his circumstances, I'd call that kind of psychotic. But more than a question of power, I suspect he uses an orderly routine to try to center himself and mitigate his father's influence. This is kind of a common trope, I think. Man is defined by his habits, after all.
And yeah, another reminder that whatever level of industrialization the Inners have doesn't seem to be shared to their entire civilization. It may even be more accurate to call the Middle Temple a colony of the Inners, really; it provides manpower and raw resources to them for what is basically their refuse and the elevation of a few select individuals. Much more on board with dismantling them now really. I think someone compared this set up to Bleach's Soul Society, and it definitely seems apt.
Huh, his father considered duty a prison, and yet he sacrificed his life so Vanreir could do his instead. Hypocrisy, or just necessity? By an direct application of the line, Vanreir is essentially caging himself with his lifestyle. He became a prisoner to the Inners.
But it seems his son disagrees, and looks to duty for support in his own life. It may be he clings to it all the tighter exactly because it distinguishes him from his father, someone he's trying to keep contained.
This preference seems reflected by his Soul Evocation, which, of course. I wonder what the Imprisoner says about Hunger then?
Ah, a little sister. A tried and true method to make your readership instantly connect with a character and find him sympathetic. It's a trick so old it's almost cheap. But I suppose it's still used for a reason. Didn't help him any when it came down to it, thankfully. Neither did we decide to keep him around in our head, which might have made things a bit awkward. He's just gone. The tragedy of warfare, really. We likely left many grieving through our tear through the Outriders.
She seems well cared for at least, given the variety of toys and the meticulous way he's cleaning her room.
Confirmation that he's burning the candle at both ends here. God, is he a cliche. I suppose sacrificing your own future for the youngest in your family is not exactly something uncommon in real life, to be fair. Fantasy just has a way to exaggerate things, I suppose. This type of big brother and little sister relation ship is very characteristic of anime though. They seem allergic to positive parental relationships.
And a diabetes inducing scene to finish it all off. I'm sorry to say Vanreir, but you are incredibly dead. I'm surprised you haven't been crushed to death under the weight of all your death flags, frankly.
Very cool and good thing to put on your son's shoulders. Very cool and good indeed. Is being among the Inners really worth all this? The ruin of what remains of their family? Reality seems to have said no, but that maybe survivor's bias. Or death bias, in this case. Hunger's story would have been even more depressing had the Accursed not intervened, after an even steeper sacrifice. I suppose that makes it two for two? Really need the third case for conclusive evidence, I suppose.
It wasn't enough, in the end. I suppose that's the most tragic part; in the end, unlike with Hunger himself, it didn't mean anything. They failed.
He puts his family above himself even in the most banal ways, huh? His routine is like clockwork, I'm half-surprised he isn't counting the minutes in his narration. It seems a completely predictable and stable routine is necessary to stabilize himself? Could be because of his power, or is it because of the extra soul in his body. Likely both, really.
Wow, did leave the master bedroom empty after his father died? I don't know if I would call this grieving when his father is still there is his head. I suppose that does make the question of where he should sleep kind of awkward. Does he even find himself going to sleep there without noticing due to mental contamination? That'd be creepy.
The Moon Ring has Star-Forges; okay. Not only do the Middle residents have to deal with the smog, they have to live with sound pollution too. What assholes. Bu seriously, what the hell do they produce there, is the question? The Magus didn't seem like a dude with advanced technology or modern clothing; and the Middle Temple seems stuck at a medieval level. Even if they hold the Middle with utter contempt, you think they'd give them some modern farming equipment so they can give them more food. But Hunger seems to think they are wholly medieval, even if they have a bit more population density.
But who knows, maybe the Inner Ring is super high-tech and the Magus was just a weirdo or something. That'd be funny in retrospect.
What a naive fool. He knows the true nature of the Inner Ring; having his father in his head constantly thinking about it. And yet, he ignores it. He continues seeking the dream of promised land like so many before him; and such a desire lead him to an early death. He even ignores the ones who brought his family low, thinking their defeat a matter of course should he succeed. More than simplicity, this just reads as willful blindness from someone who knows better.
But man, if the Inners weren't utter assholes before, they sure are now. Wasting the lives of its peoples for their own protection; dangling a life of luxury in front of them so they willingly spend their lives in their stead. Huh, now that I think about it, is that why they keep the Middle Ring at a medieval tech level? Much easier for the Inner Residents to claim they live in paradise if they withhold modern amenities from the populace.
Huh, so the Sigils act has communicators, that's interesting. Definitely makes the fact that the merchants had them gain interesting implications. Are the healing tinctures something they produce made in the Star-Forges? If the Inners make bank supplying the adventurers trying to take them down? That's hilarious, but I suppose fitting if you are essentially a military supplies dealer. You don't really care who's fighting who as long as you make money!
Confirmation that Vanreir needs a routine to stabilize himself. It doesn't seem a result of the Soul Fusion either, that's just how his evocation normally works.
And yes, simple is strong. But also vulnerable. The world cannot be reduced to a single Thrust, no matter how much you try.
Oh man, I remember when we got that as a preview, we panicked so much about Fairbright. How ironic, that it was not Gabrielle's exuberance of youth that emerged victorious; but Hunger's own Age and Treachery. I suppose an end like that is only fitting.
A friendly Coordinator, huh? Might seem like a comfort to those on the line, but this guy likely sends people to their deaths daily. It takes some cold vein to affect cheer, if you have a job like that.
And the Brutes went down too! The adventurers are dropping like flies! I suppose you could expect this given for how long they have been implied to be doing this; but Rihaku's OOC made me doubt that. It was even part of my argumentation for Knight-Commander if I remember right. I supposed luck is a harsh mistress sometimes.
Huh, is he supernaturally good at following his routine or something? Kind of a weird fringe benefit of his Soul Fusion if so. Well, maybe it's less fringe if killing adventurers counts as routine for him.
Also he is literally turning into a ghost. Not gonna lie, that's actually kind of hardcore. A ghostly form would be another parallel with Hunger I don't think people picked up on either.
One more year. Hah. Your family would never be safe, even in Inner Ring. What naivete.
Fairbright is actually an Inner family? What a bout of teenage rebellion. Of course, maybe she saw something inside that made her trail this path; maybe she even got to see the Ring's suffering directly. We will never know now.
Wow, the Temple had three enemies with fast progression at one point! Imagine if had teamed up! Alas, this thread avoids the Encampment so hard you'd think it was cursed or something.
Wait a minute. The two R-types who visited the camp died; the one who didn't survived, even at a cost. Damn, maybe the camp is cursed. Wouldn't put it past those assholes at the Inner Ring.
Man, this becomes much more tragic and much more funny if you don't remember they don't know about his fusion. Was his father some sort of persona non-grata at the Inner Ring? was he literally ostracized?
This the moment that sealed his defeat. He was now a day away from retirement!
So we now see the details of their fusion; two incomplete parts fusing into a much greater whole. And yet, all this power, all this sacrifice, won't be enough.
We'll, we know what it's like to have a Forebear which is hard to measure up to. Even his father's life wasn't enough in the end. Or rather, the path that was chosen was wrong; the sacrifice was just a consequence of it. And now, neither of them are among us.
A crystal sword? Something from the Star-forges? Didn't seem to matter when we fought him, really. maybe he expended his power on Fairbright or something.
Don't know how you can judge that on your kid sister, and I don't know you'd be the most impartial judge even if you could, but okay. Again, pure naivete to assume his enemies would just stay quiet given the House being composed of a child and a crippled man.
What an anti-climax. I guess all the cheats in the world aren't enough against the power of SORD GUD. That is some overwrought description just to lose to repeated basic thrusts.
I fear not the man who has practiced ten thousand kicks once, but the man who has practiced one kick ten thousand times.
Unfortunately, in the end he could not pierce, the Accursed is cheat! I suppose there was no moment more fitting for his death; it was inevitable the moment his creed failed him after living his whole life by it. He was brought down by failing to live up to the ideal, which is quite sad in the end.
Thanks for softening him up, Gabrielle! You never met Hunger in your life and neither did he meet you, but it's quite possible you saved his life. I supposed that's one final good deed in the tank. She could have worn down a little bit of his soul too while she was at it; but I suppose nobody's perfect. Even this supposed mesovore!
I tried writing an omake, I hope you like it. English is not my native language so some errors can be expected:
"You cannot escape your fate" 784 words for the arete pile
"You cannot escape your fate" 784 words for the arete pile
Letrizia parked Verschlengorge in the colony`s parking lot. She still thought it was funny that a separatist group has escaped into the Voyaging Realm and made a spa resort.
She have heard a lot of stories about those fabled onsens and perhaps she could catch more of Lord Hunger`s form when he was bathing. Her cheeks reddened at the mere thought.
But first she needed to investigate these so called magic schools. She felt that there was a reason that Verschlengorge had brought her here. She was not very familiar with the concept of high school and she was a bit afraid of embarrassing herself.
Letrizia slapped her cheeks and took a breath.
"You are a Duchess and no country bumpkin would embarrass me"
She entered the school ground with a confident stride and was met at the gate by an older gentleman.
"Hello young miss, you must be the pilot of the Armament. We have been expecting you. I am the director of this school and it will be my pleasure to escort you around."
Letrizia used her 'Duchess looks down upon the peasantry' look #3 that she has practiced so much during her childhood that it was now a second nature.
"I am Duchess Letrizia von Artriez, pilot of the Devouring Armament, Verschlengorge. I do not need a caretaker. I will look around myself. Now excuse me"
Letrizia ignored the pleas of the director and just followed her intuition. She came across an almost empty room that seemed like a place of learning with a board and multiple desk in front of it. It looked similar to her own study room in the palace. A girl with glasses was cleaning the board but she immediately noticed her and bowed.
"You must be the nobility from the Empire and the pilot of the Armament. I am the class president Yukari. It is a pleasure to meet you Lady…"
"Duchess Letrizia von Artriez, please do not forget it."
Suddenly there was a ruckus and a teenager entered the room and pointed a finger at her.
"You bitch, my grandfather was killed fighting an Armament. I will avenge his honor. Come and meet me on the roof or are you scared?"
…Wait, this is a bit familiar.
Two more teenagers entered the room, a girl and a boy. The boy was panting but he had the strength to yell at the other boy.
"Toji, don`t attack the pilot. It could mean our doom"
The girl that entered was a slim albino that had white hair and was looking at everything passively. She observed the situation and started talking in a monotone inflection.
"Pilot Tikari is correct, Toji. This could spell the doom of our colony. Please do not attempt it or I will be forced to intervene"
"Tikari, restrain your woman. You must be tough and assertive or you will never earn the respect of your father."
Letrizia was sweating. This is wrong, this is not happening.
Yukari chose this moment to speak.
"Lady Letrizia, these three are the pilot magus candidates. They are training to become both magicians and pilots of the smaller mini mechs we have in the colony. Perhaps you can talk about some piloting maneuvers. "
But Letrizia was not in the room. The second she heard pilot and mech she jumped out of window without caring about glasses. Her honor needs to be preserved. If Lord Hunger learns about this school the teasing will be devastating.
She started running towards the exit but waiting by the school gate was Lord Hunger and another man with shining glasses. Fear gripped her heart, because she knew what was happening.
"Oh, Letrizia, nice to see you. I was just talking to the commander of the colony. His name is Kendo Tikari and he has a very interesting project called the Human Elixir Project. Perhaps you might help him with it."
She was not fooled for a second. Hunger had a shit eating grin the entire time he was speaking.
There was only one option left.
"Verschlengorge, help me" she screamed with all she had.
A mini earthquake shook the ground. A giant hand gripped the roof of the school and the head of Verschlengorge appeared above it. But the relief was short lived because her Armament was bright red. It moved its hands towards her and his eyes started shining red as well. A rumbling voice addressed her and all hope was lost.
"You cannot escape your fate Letrizia, no anime protagonist can"
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Letrizia jumped out of her bed in the cockpit. It was just a dream it seems. A sigh of relief and a final declaration
"No more anime before bed"
She have heard a lot of stories about those fabled onsens and perhaps she could catch more of Lord Hunger`s form when he was bathing. Her cheeks reddened at the mere thought.
But first she needed to investigate these so called magic schools. She felt that there was a reason that Verschlengorge had brought her here. She was not very familiar with the concept of high school and she was a bit afraid of embarrassing herself.
Letrizia slapped her cheeks and took a breath.
"You are a Duchess and no country bumpkin would embarrass me"
She entered the school ground with a confident stride and was met at the gate by an older gentleman.
"Hello young miss, you must be the pilot of the Armament. We have been expecting you. I am the director of this school and it will be my pleasure to escort you around."
Letrizia used her 'Duchess looks down upon the peasantry' look #3 that she has practiced so much during her childhood that it was now a second nature.
"I am Duchess Letrizia von Artriez, pilot of the Devouring Armament, Verschlengorge. I do not need a caretaker. I will look around myself. Now excuse me"
Letrizia ignored the pleas of the director and just followed her intuition. She came across an almost empty room that seemed like a place of learning with a board and multiple desk in front of it. It looked similar to her own study room in the palace. A girl with glasses was cleaning the board but she immediately noticed her and bowed.
"You must be the nobility from the Empire and the pilot of the Armament. I am the class president Yukari. It is a pleasure to meet you Lady…"
"Duchess Letrizia von Artriez, please do not forget it."
Suddenly there was a ruckus and a teenager entered the room and pointed a finger at her.
"You bitch, my grandfather was killed fighting an Armament. I will avenge his honor. Come and meet me on the roof or are you scared?"
…Wait, this is a bit familiar.
Two more teenagers entered the room, a girl and a boy. The boy was panting but he had the strength to yell at the other boy.
"Toji, don`t attack the pilot. It could mean our doom"
The girl that entered was a slim albino that had white hair and was looking at everything passively. She observed the situation and started talking in a monotone inflection.
"Pilot Tikari is correct, Toji. This could spell the doom of our colony. Please do not attempt it or I will be forced to intervene"
"Tikari, restrain your woman. You must be tough and assertive or you will never earn the respect of your father."
Letrizia was sweating. This is wrong, this is not happening.
Yukari chose this moment to speak.
"Lady Letrizia, these three are the pilot magus candidates. They are training to become both magicians and pilots of the smaller mini mechs we have in the colony. Perhaps you can talk about some piloting maneuvers. "
But Letrizia was not in the room. The second she heard pilot and mech she jumped out of window without caring about glasses. Her honor needs to be preserved. If Lord Hunger learns about this school the teasing will be devastating.
She started running towards the exit but waiting by the school gate was Lord Hunger and another man with shining glasses. Fear gripped her heart, because she knew what was happening.
"Oh, Letrizia, nice to see you. I was just talking to the commander of the colony. His name is Kendo Tikari and he has a very interesting project called the Human Elixir Project. Perhaps you might help him with it."
She was not fooled for a second. Hunger had a shit eating grin the entire time he was speaking.
There was only one option left.
"Verschlengorge, help me" she screamed with all she had.
A mini earthquake shook the ground. A giant hand gripped the roof of the school and the head of Verschlengorge appeared above it. But the relief was short lived because her Armament was bright red. It moved its hands towards her and his eyes started shining red as well. A rumbling voice addressed her and all hope was lost.
"You cannot escape your fate Letrizia, no anime protagonist can"
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Letrizia jumped out of her bed in the cockpit. It was just a dream it seems. A sigh of relief and a final declaration
"No more anime before bed"
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- Location
- Mid-Atlantic
That's the point. Unless it's worthless forever and moreover there's no point in taking anything on the entire chain that leads outwards FROM Opalescence...
Well, either we take Opalescence now, or we probably never bother. Because while we want the charisma right now, we don't desperately need it, and we've got to start our efforts to develop the Evening Sky somewhere.
Given your standing policy, which appears to involve arguing against the frontrunner regardless of circumstances, that seems good enough for me.
- Location
- Earth
well I didn't want to fight the Rotbeast but in case we do,
obviously the strat is to have Hunger GO FISHING and catch a Legendary Elixir Spring Carp to fight the Rotbeast
that is all
Every day until you like it
obviously the strat is to have Hunger GO FISHING and catch a Legendary Elixir Spring Carp to fight the Rotbeast
that is all
Every day until you like it
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- Location
- Omniverse #1345
~27k words right now so far.
Still no idea how to count arguments/pictures so I'll just keep track of the Omake words while encouraging more.
I'll probably throw another 2k or so into the mix tomorrow. Depends how much motivation I have... father's day is not going to be fun.
Still no idea how to count arguments/pictures so I'll just keep track of the Omake words while encouraging more.
I'll probably throw another 2k or so into the mix tomorrow. Depends how much motivation I have... father's day is not going to be fun.
Truly the EFB to end all EFBs, hitting us right in that regret button after we were forced to abandon the Praxis in the first votes to get Progression. Now we get the best of both worlds! Well, not quite, it's still limited to swords (inasmuch as the word 'limited' can be applied to the SORD) and we only eventually develop techniques equivalent to the Imperial Praxis rather than the Royal Praxis. Still, even the Royal Praxis is exceedingly rare and powerful, and we'd be taking a step in the right direction. Even the basic effects of this EFB are kind of incredible, tbh, letting us fold four stats into one and giving our sword techniques the conceptual oomph to contemptuously disregard lesser magics.
Oh right, there were actual options.
[X] Investigate the Schools
[X] Fierce Quickening
Destiny beckons! The High School is real and it's happening. Do you have enough Armaments for this, Letrizia?!
As for the power vote, while I appreciate the efforts in the direction of making Evening Sky semi-relevant again, I feel like the moment right before the Rotbeast fight is not the best time for it. ++ to Agi/Wits or Might may not be glamorous, but they'd still eke out a few % against our disease-ridden foe.
- Location
- Omniverse #1345
??? We aren't fighting the rotbeast. That's the entire reason we fell comfortable going "let's get this prerequisite we keep skipping out on because it's not that useful right now."
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Lealope
Not yet invincible
- Pronouns
- She/Her
I love how hyped the fish looks with its shining eyes and mouth agape with battlelust(?). Turning the night's sky into our loincloth is also an extremely powerful energy though.
We aren't fighting it immediately. But are you seriously telling me we'll avoid it just because we visit a magic school?
Rihaku
The Internet
It's not "Opalescence or nothing," it's "Opalescence or something that's actually good with your build." The difference in value is actually staggering. This is not quite as bad as taking a level of Fighter at Wizard 16, but...
Am I arguing against the other frontrunners right now?
- Location
- Omniverse #1345
Yes. Because we visit the school the hotsprings, and we leave.
Only the rotbeast vote has us actually fight the rotbeast.
I mean, you clearly just want to write the school chapter.
Lealope
Not yet invincible
- Pronouns
- She/Her
If we want to develop it, we should probably wait until after the Temple or focus entirely on the utility options offered. Opalescene is legit just suboptimal compared to an option that benefits from our +Progression and isn't nerfed by our Defining Advancement, especially when Rihaku's made it clear we should be desperately scrabbling for every last scrap of power we can get (remember, Cut Through is a hybrid, not the Power-type EFB Rihaku recommended). With Mage voters potentially satisfied by fragmentary access to the Praxis, we might be be able to pick up Pearlesence afterwards as a counterpart to Ruinous Valour.
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Talace
It must be raining somewhere else!
It's the collective sum of all the Non-Praxis options!
I think if we end up investing in Evening it should be when we're prepared to put in at least three picks and nine arete to spend. That will buy us up to its scaling boost and be a relevant increase. Otherwise it feels like we're kind of wasting our time and should stick with stuff that's good now.
That's... suboptimal. I thought seeing the children would give Hunger more motivation to protect them, not make him go 'neat stuff you have there' and fuck off.Yes. Because we visit the school the hotsprings, and we leave.
Only the rotbeast vote has us actually fight the rotbeast.
I mean, you clearly just want to write the school chapter.
- Location
- Omniverse #1345
That is the plan, at least. Just... after Cut Through.
I mean, we never committed to getting in a fight here? The rotbeast is basically the worst type of opponent for us at the moment. Best to just relax.
DarkSideBard
Flying, without moving on
I'm beginning to see that, while the Apocryphal Curse promotes a lot of high-impact events and constant challenge and action, it also turns "not now" into "not ever", by making every moment either an active race against the Curse or a race to outscale it while it's defrayed. So the way our build initially came out lopsided due to immediately needing advantages is just going to extend eternally into the future. We're almost completely unable to pick pure-potential options.