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A Sword Without a Hilt: A Song of Ice and Fire/D&D 3.5 Crossover

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Deliste said:
The thread has surprised us before.

Much like Viserys, @DragonParadox's greatest strength is the friends that he gathers around him.
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I wouldn't rule it out entirely, but from what I know about the regulars, it seems unlikely. The only one who did any art at all was @egoo, and he didn't seem that confident in his skills, barring picture edits, and I did a few heraldic crests, which is the most artsy thing I've ever done in my life.
 
Huh weird. Lots of quests have fan art like this one thus butes, with this ring, light of our solus, even some qq quests have fan art. Surprisingly they don't have a lot of nude fan art for the characters or at all really for the ones that have fan art. Which frankly I find amazing and kind of baffling I mean its qq. Too bad lya doesn't have fan art. I guess this threads regulars just aren't that good at art. No offense meant I'm shit at art I can barely draw a 3 dimensional box.
 
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Snowfire said:
When we hit Mythic Rank 3, Viserys becomes a Divine Source. This means he can grant spells to people who follow his creed.

We're wanting to experiment with divine energy batteries. Viserys will literally be one.

The research opportunities should be obvious to such a canny magpie abomination as yourself ;)
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Looking back at this, I still have no single idea what exactly to research about this.

Unless someone gives me ideas here, I'm slotting it in as "Divine Source Research, (Progress - ??)" and being done with that :/
 
Any consensus on what people really want generally for our mythic paths? Lya included. Do we aim to have everyone of our companions to get mythic stuff guys? Cause I do.

Do you guys think if xor created a huge story of our entire adventures retold he could get mythic and then spread the knowledge of the story on the same level as something like the phantom of the opera or Shakespeare?
 
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Would it be funny for anyone else if xor made a love story about lya and viserys? Like a romantic play. Id love to see our adorable eldrich abomination making a love story.
 
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superguy2876 said:
Damnit, now I wanna add this to my omake, but it would be too discordant with the rest. This needs its own focus. Maybe when I'm done the current ones.
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It shall be glorious. Also must reiterate lya best waifu we really need an official wedding with her eventually. I kind of want it to be a bigger event than conquering westeros to rub salt in the wounds that we consider it far more important.

Lya deserves best wedding.
 
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Inspired by the recent Friendship is Magic allusion I would like Viserys to maybe have an amped up version of the following as a Mythic Ability rather than a spell, with broader applications.

It would be cool to continue the Greatest Strength into Mythic levels.

Battlemind Link
Source PZO1117

When you cast this spell, if your linked ally uses a mythic path ability against a creature, you can use the same path ability against that creature as if you had it yourself, and your linked ally can likewise use any path abilities you use against a creature (even if that ally isn't mythic). For example, if you're a champion attacking a frost giant using the precision path ability, your linked ally can use your precision ability when she attacks that frost giant. If a path ability requires expending uses of mythic power or any other cost, your linked ally must expend that cost for you to use the ability.
 
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    -[X] Tell him that you need his aid in making sure that the North doesn't waste it's strength before the Long Night comes. You will take Westeros from the Ursuper, one way or another, but there is no reason for Northmen to bleed for the failing Baratheon-Lannister regime.
    -[X] In concrete terms, you would ask for his aid in preventing Ned Stark from siding with the Ursuper in the war of man and instead prepare for the war of winter. You are fully aware that this will likely be difficult, if not impossible, but even a slim chance of success should be taken.
    -[X] Other then that, his opinion on the other Lords of the North would be appreciated.
    -[X] If he asks about what you plan for the North: If the Starks stay neutral, they will loose some prestige and power, but nothing more. New lords will be raised to rule as their equals over the different regions of the North. Should they march along the Lions and the Stags, the price will have to be greater and many good men will loose their lives for nothing in the fighting.
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Canon Omake: Craftsman's Pride
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    • Craftsman's Pride​

    Twenty-Second Day of the Eighth Month 293 AC

    For many years, Bhoran Irren had dreamed of a day like this. It was at best a mediocre smith who took neither joy nor pride from his work, but for those like him, it took far more then a fine sword to elicit such feelings. For many years he had learned in his home of Qohor how to shape steel. Not by bludgeoning it into submission as so many smiths did the world over, but to shape it carefully as the steel willed, the gentle stroke of the hammer only aiding the piece to transform itself. As a young boy, he scoffed at such mythic notions and the strikes of his master to his head that he had earned in return had not exactly felt gentle. But they did achieve their goal.

    When he was deemed worthy of learning the higher arts, then he truly understood. Steel was simple. It was pliable. Yet Valyrian Steel was temperamental. It would rather break then be tamed and it demanded a tithe of blood for every stroke of the hammer it was made to endure. For so long his heart lamented this noble metal's fate. To slowly fade from the world, lost one blade at a time, be it cast into sea during a battle or shattered by the clumsy fingers of a barbarian trying to wrest it into submission.

    They had tried for so long to unravel the secrets lost in the Doom, bled thousands of slaves dry to rediscover the arts lost, yet it was not enough. It was never enough. How could it have been? What paltry offering must Dothraki and Ibbenese slaves have been to something forged from the blood of fiends? That day still felt like a dream for weeks afterwards. To see his hunch, his guess, turn out to be right had nearly made his heart give out right then and there. For days he walked in a daze, like a spectator in his own body, his mind still not grasping what he had done. They had found the art. He had done what three centuries worth of master smiths had failed to do.

    Now though, the enormity what he had done had settled and the dream was firmly accepted as reality. The evidence was just too much to still consider this a fever dream. Before him stood a thing made of more Valyrian Steel then had been gathered in one place since the Doom, maybe even more then there was any of it left in the world outside the Deep. Weeks it had taken him to forge this statue, him and his apprentices working in shifts to forge bones and teeth, scales and claws. Had not his fellow smith from Westeros arrived at the time he did, they would probably not have finished within the harsh schedule the Dragon King had given them. Yet they had. They had wrought a marvel that even the guild back in Qohor would look upon in stunned awe.

    Before him stood a dragon as large as the King in his full glory, though this one boasted three heads and all of it, from the skulls to the tiniest scale, had been forged from Valyrian Steel. The bones as thick as Bhoran's arm, the scales like thousands of shields, each engraved with runes and arcane formulas by the enchanters while they still glowed hot from the forge. Now they gleamed in the light, a deep, dark red like old blood that was almost black. A fitting color for the material and the statue both. For it would not be a statue much longer and Bhoran did not envy the poor fools who would stand against it. Its' teeth were daggers and its' claws like swords, he himself having nearly lost half his foot when he dropped one in exhaustion, the blade cutting to the bone right through his boots.

    He idly wondered what his colleagues in Qohor would make of all of this. Would they accept what he had done? Teaching the high arts to those not part of the guild? He had nearly refused when the King had sent him the eclectic bunch of apprentices, ranging from a Westerosi northerner to a dark skinned former slave of Naathene stock. 'It is not proper', they would have said. 'We preserved the art over the centuries, so we should be the heirs of this knowledge', they would argue. But to Bhoran, these old doctrines sounded hollow, the grasping of those trying to claim what was not theirs. It was him who had discovered the process and as a master smith, it was his choice whom to pass on his knowledge to. And if they complained to the Dragon King about this, they might just get a close look at his work. Closer then they might appreciate.

    In his musings, he nearly missed the soft steps approaching him, but caught it in time to turn and bow to the woman who had been in charge of all of this. "Greetings, Lady Lya."

    She bowed in turn, one artisan to another. "And greetings to you Master Irren. I see that everything is finished."

    "It is. It was one last long night to see everything done and I think my apprentices will sleep a week straight after this, but all is according to your wishes." With this he ran his hand over the scales, careful not to cut his hand on them. Scale mail was notoriously dangerous when made from Valyrian Steel for the wearer, though in this case, it didn't matter in the slightest.

    The woman's gaze quickly ran over the statue, eyes gleaming with the power to see more then sight alone would allow. "Well, I hope that everything is adequate for what we will try..." As she trailed off, she made a few gestures with her fingers upon which the scales began to move from an unseen touch, being lifted and turned under her critical gaze.

    Bhoran had to swallow an all too familiar bit of irritation. His work was more then adequate. Though this was not some rich magister griping that he couldn't have gold inlays in his pretentious abomination of a blade and neither a overconfident hack who thought he knew the art better then him. If there was one person in the Deep who had the right to criticize him, then it was the Lady Lya. She might ply a quite different trade from his, but her reputation for perfectionism was well earned and only a fool would discount her own accomplishments. "I can assure you that our work matches your plans down to the last detail."

    Startled, the woman turned to him. "Oh, that is not what I meant Master Irren and I'm sorry if I implied that what you've done isn't good enough. Your work is exceptional. I'm merely worried that my plans might have issues. When I shape a construct from clay and steel, it's easy to correct a small mistake, but with this, I would have to burden you with reforging entire parts if a problem arises." Then she turned back to the statue, a few waves of her hand parting the scales on the chest to reveal the steel frame within, a cradle for the heart right in the center. It would burn like kindling once the Harbinger was awoken, Bhoran had seen the thing that would breath life into the statue, but then something altogether greater then mere steel would hold the creature's form.

    "I'm sure it will be fine. And if not, then we will adjust the parts." He wasn't looking forward to another week of little sleep and sore muscles, but neither would he shirk away from putting in the work that was need for this to become perfect.

    "Still." She paused as the chest closed again, scales shuffling back into their proper place as if moving on unseen strings. "It's hard to plan something of this scope and then to step back and only return to it when it's already mostly done." She laughed a bit as she stepped back to him. "I'm sure that must sound silly, that I want to do everything on my own when there are so many draws on my time."

    The old smith just snorted and shook his head. "Quite the opposite, my lady. I still remember my first apprentice and how I could barely let him do anything without hovering over his shoulder. No craftsman likes to see something he loves taken out of his hands. But in the end, we just have two hands and work for many more."

    At this she grew thoughtful, looking down on her hands as if they held the secrets of the world. In a way, they actually did, Bhoran thought. "Yes, only two of them. Though wouldn't it be marvelous to have more?"

    From anyone else's lips, Bhoran would have called these words a harebrained fancy at best and madness at worst, though with her, he just felt slightly uneasy. "It is not another Incarnate you are thinking of, am I right? They are your apprentices, not your own hands." He was only dimly aware of what the truth was behind the spell-wrought women the Lady Lya surrounded herself with, though they always seemed akin to daughters to her, or apprentices in the case of some of them.

    "No, I was thinking... maybe..." But the moment had passed and the woman called the Sage by many let her hands drop. "It doesn't matter right now. The Harbinger will come first and I still need to look at a few things and draw the ritual circle. We will have quite an audience for this, so we better not dally."

    As he looked back upon the statue, the soon to be creature, Bhoran felt just the smallest bit of melancholy. Would he ever create something greater then this? Could he really retire again, knowing that his greatest achievements would still likely be eclipsed in his lifetime? Maybe he was not yet too old to learn a new trick or two to stay ahead of all this young folk.

    AN: This very quickly turned into a character piece on Master Irren, our VS smith.
     
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    It's the thought that counts! :oops:

    Got so wrapped up talking about Mythic shit last night, I forgot to vote...
     
    TotallyNotEvil said:
    Just keep I mind that even a Wish or a Miracle can't bypass Mindblank. That major gods don't causally wave their hands and go against it.
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    Metafaculty explicitly does so for 1k xp. Showing again that Psionics are bullshit.

    All I want to do is give Viserys something of similar power. Actually, thinking on it, I might just steal the mechanics from there outright.
     
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    Ascendant

    A truth you were offered, and with a truth you answered. Your ancestor's power lies deep in the well of your blood, in the dreams you have experienced since first awakening to the arcane, and in the very strength that has made you mighty and brought you back to her once more. In this, you are many things, but above all one who does not bow to the whims or wishes of any, not even that of your very blood. You strike down the dark things of the world, to protect it from the night, and in your every breath you labour not just for your own victory but that of all. You have fought demons, slain aspects of godlike power, returned a faded divinity to his old strength and now pledged to do so for another.

    In all these things, you are more than simply a dragon, a man, a sorcerer, a king. You seek conquest upon your own nature, freedom to craft your own fate. And in time, you will have it.


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    Path Features​

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    Wild Arcana, Path ability​

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    Path ability​

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    Nature of a Realm​

    4th​​
    Path ability​

    5th​​
    Path ability​

    6th​​
    Bearing of an Empire​

    7th​​
    Path ability​

    8th​​
    Path ability​

    9th​​
    Freedom Upon Twisted Paths​

    10th​​
    Path ability, Imperium Ascendant​

    Nature of a Realm (Su/Ex):     A Kingdom and his King are not one and the same. Their fortunes are intertwined, sharing the greatest victorious and the most crushing defeats, but yet there always is a divide. The Realm was before the King had been crowned and it will endure beyond him and no matter how great a King, never will he truly grasp the fullness of the Realm as it is. But for you, there is no divide. You shaped your realm from nothingness and in turn, it shaped you into a true King, a union too tight and seamless to say where one begins and the other ends. And as long as one of them endures, so will the other.

    At 3rd Tier, you gain the ability to grant spells to divine spellcasters who choose to follow your creed, as the Divine Source Mythic Ability (you choose two domains as normal), bestowing upon them an echo of the flame that you have forged into a beacon to the world, standing forever against the dark. For so long as even a single echo endures, so too will you, and thus the realm itself. As long as any follower of yours capable of casting spells of a level equal to (Mythic Tier/3) lives, you are treated as if you had the Longevity Mythic Ability.

    Bearing of an Empire (Ex): Many have tried to found kingdoms and more as you have. Many have called down to the people, brought them together beneath them, and used the power that grants to make them stronger, greater. But true Kings do not focus only on what is today. For a kingdom to become an empire, it must be able to endure the tests that would shatter even the most united peoples, and yours has done so not just through your own means, but through the creations brought forth at your command. They serve the Imperium, caring for its members and guiding them towards a better day. And now they will serve you, as well.

    At 6th Tier, the power you have invested into the Imperium gathers around you like a cloak, granting you speech and skill beyond even your own mortal limits. The knowledge of your citizens, from the grand libraries to Inquisitional archives, is ready at your beck and call. You may apply a fraction of your realm's library bonus to all Knowledge checks equal to a third of your Mythic Rank over 3 - a third at Ranks 3-5, two thirds at Ranks 6-8 and full bonuses at rank 9+. This also allows you to make Gather Information checks as a Standard Action, if relevant knowledge exists to draw upon. Dossiers and tomes on culture and courtly conduct allow you to add your Mythic Rank to all social combat checks, and you may expend a use of Mythic Power to negate the critfail effects of a natural 1 in that arena. Finally, as a testament to the myriad of species living and tongues spoken within your nation, you gain access to Truespeech as a Magical Language, and may read any language affected by Truespeech as if fluent. This ability does not decipher encoded text.

    Freedom Upon Twisted Paths (Su): In the short years of your life, you have walked between the planes and forged alliances with empires older than your own world's history. Beings as old as the dreams of dragons, and fully as powerful. You know well the power of being seemingly everywhere, and have cultivated that reputation in full. Times beyond counting have you come upon wings of magic to the aid of your subjects, and thus it will ever be.

    Within your empire, Teleport acts as Greater Teleport or Plane Shift (as necessary), with all locations acting as known and bypassing all non-Mythic barriers. You may expend a use of Mythic Power to divine the area around the destination before you materialise as though via clairaudience/clairvoyance. After gaining this information, you can choose to alter your destination by up to 100 feet in any direction.

    In addition, you gain the ability to use Lay of the Land at will as a free action while inside your realm, and may use Discern Location as a supernatural ability three times per day. If the target of a Discern Location is within the Imperium but protected by Screen, Mind Blank or even a Wish spell designed to obscure their location, you can attempt a Caster Level check (DC 10 + CL of the obscuring effect) to defeat these sort of impervious defences. If the Mind Blank was cast by a Mythic Caster, you must expend Mythic Power equal to their Mythic Rank to bypass it, and they add their Mythic Rank to the DC of your Caster Level check.

    Bypassing a Mind Blank effect consumes two uses of this ability - and three in the case of Mind Blank cast by a Mythic creature. These uses are consumed regardless of success or failure on your part.

    In all cases, if your check succeeds, the target may make an immediate DC 20 Will Save to recognise the violent interaction of forces involved in bypassing their defences. This manifests as a feeling of impending doom.

    Imperium Ascendant (Ex): With time, your nature has grown. You began this path as a being of power, unbound by any singular facet. You have built more than an empire, from beings so countless in form and being that it makes an archive all its own. You have stood guard over friends, companions and citizenry from the terrors of Winter, Hell and more. And in this moment, you and your creation step beyond mortality, its nascent power coalescing into full, flowering glory. No more shall you be burdened with the rituals of freedom when bringing Outsiders to your side. No more shall you lack the power to secure yourself and your citizenry from the gaze of vengeful gods.

    In this place, your Imperium, you are more than flesh and blood and the power within both. You are Imperator.

    At Mythic Rank 10, the Divine Source ability of the Ascended becomes capable of not just granting spells to their followers, but acting as a well from which Outsiders may draw power. This allows beings of the Outer Planar to bind themselves to you under the laws of the First Pact. Any such Outsiders should henceforth be considered new or unique breeds of their species, and a DM should work with the player to realise this.

    This apotheosis also grants the Ascended certain powers of true divinity within their Imperium. An Ascended gains the following list of Divine Powers whilst within their Imperium: Damage Reduction, Senses, Remote Sensing, Block Sensing and Remote Communication. All effects treat the Ascended as if they were Divine Rank 1.

    The granted Damage Reduction persists beyond the borders of the Imperium, and the Ascended may expend 5 Mythic Power to use their Remote Sensing and Remote Communication from there.

    Finally, whilst within the walls of your Imperium, you regain Mythic Power at double the usual rate, and need only half the rest you would normally require to refresh your spells.
     
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    @Azel, a wonderful omake!

    It always feels exhilarating to me to read of how we (and SD) changes lives of those who were "mundane" people mere days before such happenstance.

    Herald will be something that will show the beginning of a new era for quite a few people, Qohor citizens especially.
     
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