And on top of all this, we're giving away Valyrian Steel. And not just weapons, but armor. This is a first in ASOIAF history as far as we know. People of the Seven Kingdoms have never seen Valyrian Steel armor much less had a chance to win it. Remember how flabbergasted we were when we found Ser Richard's armor? Imagine that feeling magnified tenfold for the Westerosi. The fact that we're giving away multiple suits of armor just makes this better.So guys, Robert's Hand Tourney in 298 AC had combined prizes of just under 100,000 gold dragons I think. And I also believe it was one of his more extravagant ones.
So we have just now blown that out of the water in prize money alone. Then we spent that amount again on the actual festivities and charity.
This is probably the most extravagant event many of these Knights have ever been to inside of living memory, even counting the Tourney of Lannisport. Which Tywin threw under the assumption he'd get a betrothal out of it.
I think the idea of hippogriff gifts was shot down. It's just Valyrian Steel weapons and armor, and some really neat barding for warhorses.To say nothing about the rewards of Valyrian steel arms and armor, flying killer mounts which look beautiful and regal, and a enough magic gear to outfit two adventuring parties of PCs.
That, and the fact that the tourney is going to be used to select the sept guards who will also be wielding Valyrian Steel Greatswords.It is also good bait for PC characters. More loyal competent PCs will be great.
DP did say that he rolled for Robert getting a heart attack from our escapades.Robert is going to try and beat our event. He won't succeed but he's going to try. Anything else is unacceptable. Like festivals are his thing and big prizes. Robert got to rage from this.
Egoo go get some Vodka, you're clearly too sober.Rule of cool.
They look much better than Darkenbeasts, after all ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
1. Cool factor.
2. Backup. A simple "kill Darkenbeasts" bioweapon and we lose our entire air force (at least until we get enough Moonchasers), and all Darkenbeasts are made from a very similar template.
Mmph, let me rephrase that:
I was kinda expecting that, actually.
DP did say that he rolled for Robert getting a heart attack from our escapades.
Which was barely avoided.
We have nothing left, but to escalate from here
Warrior's Lessons
Seventh Day of the Eighth Month 293 AC
Adarar Sanin had always known that he was unusual as far as slaves went, lucky. He had been picked out at a young age as being cleverer than his peers, at least as far as the masters cared about it, which meant always giving the answers they wanted to hear and never speaking out of turn just as his father had taught him. Not for nothing had his old man been an overseer and majordomo. When the fever finally took him 'Trusty' San died in a bed with a healer at his side, not tossed out to rot in the slave shacks, but that did not mean he liked the masters no more than his son did. The day he died his father had told Adarar: "Listen here, boy, I taught you to live as well as a slave can, but if you ever get the chance to be free, really truly free and not just meat for the dogs, you take it with both hands and you run."
When the day had come Adarar had not run he had ridden, since his master had trusted him so far as to have him taught to ride to carry messages across the widely separated estates. He had not ridden far, though, not to the city or the sea, only as far as the company of men flying the dragon banner, only as far as the Legion. He had never looked back to the small estate in the hills by the Greywater, and now it was his turn to help some other slaves shake off their chains, his turn to keep the Dragon King's peace.
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A strange guttural roar jarred him from his thoughts, half way between an angry steer and a snake followed a moment later by another more doglike one. Not this shit again, he thought as he set off running across the dirt path between the tents.
He arrived to find two of his squad's Darkenbeast fighting over a hunk of meat in the drill square, Vargen's and Harla's of course. Both wolf-heads, both with new riders, and worst yet young riders.
Going over to the smaller of the two beasts, Adarar grabbed it behind the head and started pushing its face towards the ground, the sort of thing that would get your hand bitten off if you tried it with most dogs, but the strange winged beasts had been grown somehow to recognize men as dominant when they were familiar and handled them just right. Of course it wasn't exactly fun to do it this way. The spore sacks would always open a little setting your eyes stinging and your throat burning, but he would just have to handle it until Vargen's voice finally changed all the bloody way.
"Broke-Tooth! Heel! Heel!" Harla called the other beast off, the creature backing off at once at the sound of its mistress' voice. Worked like a charm of course since that was part of the magic that made them too. Once they got used to a rider's voice his or her commands would cause the mount to feel pleasure or pain depending on the rider's tone.
"I'm sorry, sir, it won't happen again..." the girl gasped as Adarar finally forced the recalcitrant beast's head into the ground, gentling it.
"Not your fault," he grunted. "Squad mismatch, too many wolf-bloods, and we're all still training."
"Yes, sir..." she hesitated.
"Spit it out, I'm not going to bite your head off," Adarar said, dusting himself off.
"All this training is more for us than for them, isn't it? They have just been made to listen to us, right?"
"Yeah," the officer nodded, unsure of where this was going. It was a bloody good thing they didn't have to train the beasts the way you would a horse. Getting tossed out of the saddle five-hundred feet up because something spooked his mount was not something Adarar liked to contemplate.
"Have you ever thought that the King could just have made them smarter and just as obedient..." Harla swallowed. "Better slaves, like the magisters wanted."
The others who had come out to see what the ruckus was about seemed shocked, one man even started to heckle the girl. You didn't do well to criticize the King in a Legion camp. Still, Adarar saw the real fear in the girl's eyes. He stared down the heckler then turned to answer her. "You remember when we were out by Eel Point? With that old bastard who was shaking in his boots that we were just going to loot everything that wasn't nailed down and kill his kin in the bargain? Was it fair for him to think so, d'you think?"
"No, sir," the young rider answered at once.
"Why not? We had weapons and armor, hell we even had a wizard with us. We could've done everything he was scared of," Adarar pressed.
"Oh... oh," Harla blushed and ducked her head. "You mean that we should judge the King by how he acts, not what he could do."
Adarar nodded satisfied. "That's right, the real difference between us and the bloody House guards that roamed around here isn't the weapons we hold, it ain't what we ride, it's what we choose to stand for, and that's what makes the King great, too. Now get back to weapon cleaning, all of you!" he finished to all the onlookers
OOC: Another look into the inner lives of the Legionnaires as well as an IC presentation of Darkenbeasts.
Here's the latest one.Really? Where was this if I can ask? If true I would love to just see his reaction.
No, Jon Aryn was able to calm him.I'm more impressed by the fact that rumors about that are everywhere. Has Robert had a heart attack out of sheer fury yet?The Reach was loyal in the civil war, the North was not. And talking to Ned was still more than you did to Mace, in fact you are trying to undermine him. Lord Redwyne wants to understand the apparent inconsistency.
Sorry, dude. The Griffin Knights can still have their aesthetic, even if they have a couple Darkenbeasts trailing behind them with gear and equipment. The Darkenbeasts don't need to be seen all the time and can generally stay out of sight when The Griffons are on display looking awesome.
Well then, the obvious solution is to modify all hyppogriphs and griffons in Mossforge, making them plant-birds-horses/lions!Unless I'm finding the wrong stats Griffons don't stack up so well against Darkenbeast either, makes it kinda awkward for your pack mule to be deadlier than your warbeast.
Well then, the obvious solution is to modify all hyppogriphs and griffons in Mossforge, making them plant-birds-horses/lions!
It depends on your priorities. If you want something to win in a melee fight, bet on the Darkenbeasts, but if it comes to actually serving as an aerial mount, our Air-Infused Griffons are far superior.Unless I'm finding the wrong stats Griffons don't stack up so well against Darkenbeast either, makes it kinda awkward for your pack mule to be deadlier than your warbeast.
It depends on your priorities. If you want something to win in a melee fight, bet on the Darkenbeasts, but if it comes to actually serving as an aerial mount, our Air-Infused Griffons are far superior.
They are nearly three times faster in the air, and have perfect maneuverability compared to the Darkenbeasts' poor maneuverability. They are also sentient, which isn't always a selling point, but as a companion to an aerial knight would be ideal.
Skyborn Griffon
Size/Type: Large Magical Beast (Air)
Hit Dice: 7d10+21 (59 hp)
Initiative: +2
Speed: 30 ft. (6 squares), fly 80 ft. (perfect)
Armor Class: 18 (-1 size, +3 Dex, +6 natural), touch 11, flat-footed 15
Base Attack/Grapple: +7/+15
Attack: Bite +10 melee (2d6+3)
Full Attack: Bite +10 and 2 Claws +8 (1d4+1)
Space/Reach: 10 ft./5 ft.
Special Attacks: Pounce, rake 1d6+2, Wind Blast (DC 16)
Special Qualities: Blindsight 30 ft., Darkvision 60 ft., Low-light Vision, Scent, Elemental Body, Air Mastery
Saves: Fort +8, Ref +8, Will +4
Abilities: Str 16, Dex 17, Con 16, Int 7, Wis 11, Cha 10
Skills: Jump, Hide, Listen, Spot +10
Feats: Iron Will, Multiattack, Weapon Focus (bite), Lightning Reflexes
Alignment: Neutral Good
Pounce (Ex): If a griffon dives upon or charges a foe, it can make a full attack, including two rake attacks.
Rake (Ex): Attack bonus +7 melee, damage 1d6+1.
Elemental Body (Ex): Element-infused creatures' bodies gain some of the qualities of elementals. Each time an element-infused creature is exposed to a bleed, precision damage, poison, paralysis, sleep, or stunning effect, it has a 25% chance to avoid it.
Air Mastery (Ex): Airborne creatures take a –1 penalty on attack and damage rolls against a Skyborn Griffon.
Wind Blast (Su): Once every 1d4 rounds, a Skyborn Griffon can breathe a 60-foot cone of Wind that mimics a terrible windstorm. Every creature within this area that is not flying must succeed on an Acrobatics or Strength check vs. the wind blast's DC of 16 or fall prone. A flying creature that fails is instead blown away from the air-infused creature, moving a distance equal to 5 feet per point by which it failed the check. If the creature encounters a large object (such as a wall) during this movement, it takes 1d6 points of damage per 5 feet the object prevented it from moving. The save DC is Constitution-based.
Skills: Skyborn Griffons have a +4 racial bonus on Jump and Spot checks
The 32 Skyborn Griffons in our service are enough to form the core of an order of Aerial Knights.
Speaking of Skyborn Griffons, some time during the festival would be a great opportunity for an interlude to show how they're doing in SD, @DragonParadox. Have they had any children, how they're integrating, how their company is doing, etc.Skyborn changes things there, interesting that even then the Darkenbeast wins a brawl, cheers Goldie.
Speaking of Skyborn Griffons, some time during the festival would be a great opportunity for an interlude to show how they're doing in SD, @DragonParadox. Have they had any children, how they're integrating, how their company is doing, etc.
The bridges are the slowest part, growing at only about one kilometer per day per set of Titan's Tool. There are a lot of bridges that need to be built, after all.
[X] Azel
@DragonParadox, all the Skyborn Griffons have Bloodwished Fertility, right?
- They have only recently started laying eggs
- They are doing great, other than getting a little antsy that there is nothing much to do at the moment besides eat cows and fly around so as not to get fat from it