- Location
- Germany
Yeah, that decline was sad. But it's a regular thing in his quests. They start out great, but then exponential power-creep kills them.
A Sword Without a Hilt: A Song of Ice and Fire/D&D 3.5 Crossover
- Thread starter DragonParadox
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- Tags
- a song of ice and fire a sword without a hilt d&d 3.5 dungeons & dragons 100% high octane dragon fuel ave corvidae battle action dragon diplomacy best sister bureaucromancy delicious soul-stuff dragon dreams come true dragon ta'veren greatest uncle hubris is a coward's word in defiance of gods and men mammon's folly mutually assured mage's disjunction qm murderhobo top tier coatl
Algalon
Herald of the Titans
- Location
- Celestial Planetarium
Here you go.
Thank you. Lys interlude next.
- Location
- Here and there
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Good thing that will never happen to this quest!
...What? Was it something I said?
- Location
- Brazil
Damn, some real fiber.
Oh man, that was super great... until it wasn't.
Even the psyker PC was good, but then a literal random fucking encounter had a Greater Demon simply pop out of nowhere, the sorts that end the world, and things started derailing...
But really, super flavorful. The reboot felt super generic after Dandriss.
- Location
- Brazil
Here's the thing about D&D: there's always bigger fish in the sea.
You do not want to see what happens when a Balor shows up, summons another Balor, and one of them stun-locks the party through Blasphemy while the other casually rips the party to pieces.
And that's one dude, from the Monster Manual I even.
Or when twenty mid-level sorcerers toss Orbs of Force at you.
You can go deeper and you can go wider.
But there can always be a challenge.
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- Location
- United States
Fun fact -- that was precisely why we gave them Valyrian Steel blades in the first place.
By accepting the gift they are now directly complicit in blood magic, and this will further fuel the schism we've sparked.
- Location
- United States
No kidding, the man is seriously respected both for his cred as a former champion jouster and as a deeply kind and pious knight. It must not have happened here, but in canon he was put in charge of the Holy Hundred. We absolutely should milk this golden PR opportunity for all it's worth.
Crake
I AM THE STORM THAT IS APPROACHING
- Location
- USA
It happened in the WoFK era, I think. That's when he started that lot.
- Location
- United States
I am very, very tempted to ask the septon if he'd like a Heart Tree.
I might have even tried to push for it if I wasn't sure the Old Gods would be grumpy as hell at us.
lockingbane
If you're crazy and you know it clap your hands!
- Location
- Waxahachie tx
Some of them would probably love it for the irony as having one of their trees in a place made for the seven would be an amazing insult to the seven.I am very, very tempted to ask the septon if he'd like a Heart Tree.
I might have even tried to push for it if I wasn't sure the Old Gods would be grumpy as hell at us.
- Location
- United States
It would be funny as hell if we actually pulled it off.
- Location
- USA NYC
The time is neigh at last?
The age of kung fu fury foretold in the anals of the Caves of Salt?
Oh joyus day
- Location
- United States
Not for a few months from now... but we are going to Yi Ti, so you'll be getting your monks soon enough.
- Location
- United States
8 Valyrian Steel Greatswords (7 for the Seven and 1 for R'hllor) -- 64 lbs
1 Valyrian Steel Spear -- 1 lbs (for the Merling King)
1 Valyrian Steel Greataxe -- 12 lbs (for the Old Gods)
1 Valyrian Steel Scimitar -- 4 lbs (for the Moonsinger Goddess)
1 Valyrian Steel Dagger -- 1 lbs (for Yss)
92 lbs used up, which doesn't even put a dent in our stores, and it helps establish the fact that the King is the one who gives legitimacy to the various religions in the Crown City... along with the implication that what he gives can be taken away.
lockingbane
If you're crazy and you know it clap your hands!
- Location
- Waxahachie tx
Hopefully we can get a clan of shadow monks (they would fit right in next to the shadow tower).
I want shadow monks because they are basically ninjas and getting a clan of ninjas would be amazing for our inquisition.
Other monks sects would be cool as it would inspire competitiveness and help increase the over all skill, especially if each sect specializes in a different path.
- Location
- Virginia
I can't tell if that is a typo or on purpose.
- Location
- USA NYC
How many Sects are there we can draw on?
To be honest the first but in hindsight the Salt Caves are places of ancient butthurt so it does work.
Interlude in beta.
egoo
Totally Not Creating Problems Where None Existed
- Location
- Russia
Fire!Heart Tree research first.
Then sacrificing 2000+ HD and those Nahyndrian Crystals to top it off.
I'll be very interested in seeing the reactions of these followers of seven of ours when we raise it.
- Location
- ?????????
Considering the sheer amount of sacrifices every magical entity worth its salt is going to feel this. Hell I wouldn't be surprised if every time divination it self suffer interference in our area from the sheer wash of magic that's will be dropped into it.
Interlude CCCLX: Spider and Fly
Spider and Fly
Fifth Day of the Eighth Month 293 AC
Hermetia Aerebalys, ruler of Lys in fact if not in form, was not usually a light sleeper. She had slept past noon many a time to the frustration of friends, family, and tutors, and given the choice she would still rather not be up until the tenth hour of the day, but this was Lys and she had just been placed in charge of it in defiance of some of the city's surviving great noble families. So she had taken precautions, a potion stinging upon the tongue to make her slumber light as a feather and a dagger beneath her pillow.
The assassins came on the seventh day since she had claimed the palace. A creak of the floorboards woke her, but she did not stir.
"We have company," she called into the ether, trusting that her otherworldly guards would catch the unspoken thought. She tensed, ready to roll out of the way of a dagger, but forced herself not to give the game away. The assassins might yet kill themselves if they smelled a trap, and the dead made poor witnesses even with the magic at her disposal.
The faint thwack of a garotte being extended was her final warning.
With a word of power she spun the very color from her form and flung it at her would-be killer as he leaned towards her. As the man staggered, blinded, she rolled to her feet and looked around the chamber.
The attackers were dressed in the livery of palace servants. Hermetia felt a brief stab of pity for the servants who had likely been killed to obtain those clothes, but she pushed the thought aside. The King might bring me back again if I die... but dying hurts. That much she remembered intimately.
Somewhere behind her glass shattered and the bed went up in lurid yellow flame... alchemist's fire.
"Kill the whore!" someone screamed, the sound quickly cut off by the hiss of black-fletched arrows as a pair of Furies manifested beside the fire, caring nothing for its heat.
Her guards did not shoot to kill but to wound, laming and bleeding two of the attackers while a third had his wrist pinned to the walls by a barbed arrowhead.
"Their weapons are poisoned," Leto called out as one of them managed to cut a deep gash into her left wing, not because she could be harmed by it but for Hermetia's sake.
Well of course they are poisoned, Hermetia thought, perhaps a touch hysterically. This is bloody Lys!
As the fight wore on she began to notice something else odd about the assassins... besides the fact that they were managing to fight the Erinyes to a draw, for at least a little while. They just kept fighting, seeming to feel neither pain nor fear. They fought and died as limbs were cleaved from their bodies, as arrows pierced their chests, and even spells that should have sapped their vitality seemed diminished.
"Burn! Burn! Burn!" the last assassin standing grasped at his belt... glass flashed... dozens of bottles.
The devils may be beyond burning, but I'm not, thought the Lady of Lys as she wove enchantments of light and shadow before the assassin's eyes and struck the man dumb for a moment. A moment was enough. Leto rushed in, the rope in her hand coiling like a serpent to bind him.
***
The next morning Lys awoke to three messages from the palace, that Lady Aerebalys was unharmed, that the new messenger service was growing ahead of schedule and would soon make it so much easier to know what was going on in the hinterlands, and that the perpetrators would be found no matter where they tried to hide. The fact that the new Lady of Lys was of a mind to jest about the attack was taken as a chilling sign by those magisters able to read the winds of court.
Establish Messenger Service: 15/28
Establish Inquisition Base: 19/18
Establish Inquisition Base: 19/18
Gained 19,000 IM
Their suspicions were soon proved more than true, a handful of magisters, most from lesser families, lost their heads as their plot was unveiled, their dabbling in perilous alchemical concoctions brought into the light of day and their assets were claimed for the realm. All who died did so not hidden in the shadows by poison or treachery, but after a trial seen by any who would care to witness it. Most were brought in by grim-faced legionnaires after raids in force on unprepared townhouses, but the last of the plotters, a surviving scion of a major Spicer House, was dragged in by what looked to all the world to be a small child who had yoked him about the neck with what looked to all the world like a thin strand of a spider's web.
"Do you want me to hang him from the ceiling?" she asked sweetly of the impassive Lady Hermetia.
"Not yet," the Lady replied. "Soon, though, I would wager he will be hanging in a far less comfortable position..."
OOC: I tried to show more of what Glyra did, but then I realized that to do it justice I would have to write several interludes from the plotters perspectives and I just do not have the time or the room right now.
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Crake
I AM THE STORM THAT IS APPROACHING
- Location
- USA
So ends the greatest story of derring do and intrigue never told.
I bet it even had parkour.