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From Zero to Hero!
Or intentional criminal behavior.From the pictures we were just looking at, it appears there was some construction or renovation work being done on it. I hope it wasn't carelessness from a worker.
Or intentional criminal behavior.From the pictures we were just looking at, it appears there was some construction or renovation work being done on it. I hope it wasn't carelessness from a worker.
Renovations went wrong.
This isn't the first time people burn the place (Revolution!), and the building is mostly stone so it'll survive. But the statues are definitely going to take a hit, the roof is fucked, and there'll be ash everywhere. Renovations will have to be done perfectly and in the old style, so they'll probably take ages and be incredibly expensive.
"+15 for being novel, -250 for being commercials on broadcast"
At least the revolutionaries did it on purpose, so it's something for the history books. I mean I guess you can put 'set fire while trying to renovate' in the history books but only if one is willing to provoke inappropriate laughter from entire generations of readers.
*sigh*
Part of me is glad I got to see it but then I feel guilty for thinking that.
Stopping social programs when things start to go well is a terrible idea though. You can stop increasing their funding if demand isn't increasing (or even strategically reallocate it, depending on circumstances), but IRL examples have shown that tearing down social programs wholesale is generally a bad decision on the medium term.
Also Notre-Dame Cathedral is on fire in Paris - the roof is utterly fucked (just fell in as I wrote this post!), and who knows how much damage to the inside. Thankfully the towers are still holding. I'm all for giving the finger to the Church, but this really sucks. I liked that building. It would have been damn cool as a homeless shelter... And it's also pretty damn historic architecturally.
Here's hoping they rebuild.
Here's to burning down some Septs! My inner church-burner needs to stop feeling guilty! I want to torch Septs and blame it on the other dissident Faiths!
Absolutely not!The implication is that morale will never improve, we live on a Death World.
I mean I guess it's a mild one compared to Catachan (or Avernus) but that's more because Laws of Narrative are an actual thing warding off casual extinction type events, and you have a bunch of factions sending thoughtless city destroying rituals careening into the stratosphere of failure when it is to their direct benefit (or detriment).
Many days have you stood before your people and trees of white, to soak their roots with blood of demons and mortal fiends and give them succour and safety in their times of need, through temples of Gods older even than Westeros as it was under the First Men. They have given you a great deal in return, much of it personal; guidance, truths and your mother returned to you. But they have also given to those who came to rest beneath your house's banner or, as some might say, the shadow of your wings. They must think you vast indeed, for that shade to stretch so far. The image is near enough to prompt a laugh, but it's quashed by the preparations before you.
Dany has woven a ward of power like that which contains the Snare around the nascent Godswood, sealing it away from the interference of beings of other realms who might wish to interfere in the great sacrifice to come. The day before, Vee undertook a ritual with the aid of the Children and, you would not be surprised, the twins who stand now a few short steps from the dead and ancient tree, to invest the place with the strength of the Old Gods for what is to come. Now you add your own strength to their defences, a flurry of spells of the Fifth Circle spreading out around you to wrap it all in an array of shorter-lived wardings of your own. Any who might wish to meddle in the affairs of this day now would have to be mighty indeed.
You turn to the small gathering before you, and call upon the power within you that is more than magic, that you might address your people for the moment to come. Gathered in the mantle of dragons and far, far more, you wait a moment for the spell to form. When you begin to speak, your voice sounds not just in the open halls of the Godswood, but across the nation you've forged. In Tyrosh, Myr, Lys, and more, a vision of you flickers into being on the enormous mirrors around which crowds have gathered again this day.
"My people."
They are the same words that you spoke almost nine months past before a city that was then almost your kingdom entire, and you have no doubt that those who were there that day will recognise the deliberate similarity.
"We have seen much in these last days. Feats of arms and magic, not seen together in a single place for many years," longer than most could truly guess. "Our friends and allies in this world and those beyond, gathered together so that we might share and come to know how we differ, and how we can be so much the same. But more than anything, we have celebrated the bounty of this place, that we have come together to create. This kingdom, born upon the waters of two shores, and you the people who without which it would not be."
The words are not only for your wider audience, but also to those before you. Different messages, yet the words remain the same. "Yet we have enemies, and I do not speak of those who look upon our kingdom across land or sea with spite or envy. Powers like those which failed to bring Mantarys low, who sought to reduce Sorcerer's Deep to ash with Wildfire, and who would see us all dragged in chains into a world of torment and darkness." You can almost feel the recoiling horror of the crowds, those who have not heard you speak of such things before, but the sense is a vague one at most. Still, you wait a moment, giving the feeling time to burn low.
"And yet, we have defeated them time and again, look only to the city you have seen these past days to know that, or to your fellows in Mantarys. We endure, through skill and courage and power untainted by the creatures that would seek our downfall. Since the very beginning, we have turned the power of those beings back on themselves to secure our world from the harm they would see to inflict upon it."
"Today, many of those beings will experience the same as has been done to their fellows, and from it will arise a blessing of power greater than any I have cast around this realm of ours. In another time, perhaps it would not be required, and it is my deepest hope to be able to greet the heralding of such an age beside you all." You know it will not be that simple, but the hope is still a powerful one, and one that you know your people have taken up in full. "Nine months past, I stood before those that were then my only people, and told them that we would stand amongst the strife of broken houses and failed kings as a beacon of unity. That promise still stands unfulfilled, but that I speak now to far more than they on this day proves that it was not one given and left to stand idle."
"Today, we take another step towards its completion. From the deaths of monsters and the madmen that would consort with them, will be reborn a memory of the Age of Dawn itself." You shake your head, expression resolute in the face of what is to come. You have long since embraced the need for it. "I regret not that its memory be returned to us, for it will grant another protection to tens of thousands of you, my people. I regret only that it is necessary."
The spell falls away as you cease your concentration on it, and you turn to those arrayed around the stony tree, far enough back to be unconcerned by the furrows dug by the Leshys to channel the blood of the hundreds of sacrifices to come. The hum of the forest is the only sound to remain, but it is a living, anticipatory thing now as you gather a spell of whirling blades to slay the scores of lesser monsters that will be the first to die, and begin the vast ritual.
It is time.
Speech is done. Working on the specs of Vee'sDomainRunestaff now. It will not take as long, I promise. Sorry about this happening again, and I hope this works for people. Critique and suggestions are as always enormously welcome. @DragonParadox I think I've given you a good space to work from with the ending, but let me know if I can change anything to help with that.
At least the revolutionaries did it on purpose, so it's something for the history books. I mean I guess you can put 'set fire while trying to renovate' in the history books but only if one is willing to provoke inappropriate laughter from entire generations of readers.
*sigh*
Part of me is glad I got to see it but then I feel guilty for thinking that.
Bleh. Snowfire's speech sounds downright apologetic about daring to use sacrificial magic.
@Duesal, thoughts?
Such reconstructions were done and can be done again.I'm skipping forward a few months here, but if the stonework isn't too damaged, I think it would be nice to use the original materials in the rebuild, where reasonable.
Isn't it also about being living in a world where such sacrifices are necessary?You're missing the point there. It's not apologetic for using blood sacrifice. It's apologetic that there is a need to restore something that has been dead somewhere in the region of eight thousand years because the world is still fucked.
That's something that has always annoyed me, but I can't deny its effectiveness as a PR weapon.Bleh. Snowfire's speech sounds downright apologetic about daring to use sacrificial magic.
@Duesal, thoughts?
@Snowfire"Today, many of those beings will experience the same as has been done to their fellows, and from it will arise a blessing of power greater than any I have cast around this realm of ours. In another time, perhaps it would not be required, and it is my deepest hope to be able to greet the heralding of such an age beside you all."
@Snowfire
Can't agree here.
At this point sacrifice is not something we have to do, it's something we do for profit and fun and shinies.
And to weaken those bastards we sacrifice a bit, so for spite's sake too.
@Snowfire
Can't agree here.
At this point sacrifice is not something we have to do, it's something we do for profit and fun and shinies.
And to weaken those bastards we sacrifice a bit, so for spite's sake too.
But without fiends and aberrations and cultists, what would we get XP from, what would we sacrifice, what would we loot/recruit while making terrible foes beyond our power in the process?The idea is not that he regrets having to make a sacrifice, but that this is a world where one must use such means to gather power. The regret is that demons exit not that you stab them
But without fiends and aberrations and cultists, what would we get XP from, what would we sacrifice, what would we loot/recruit while making terrible foes beyond our power in the process?
What would we fight for fun?
From whom would we steal our federal reserves?
How would we justify our police state and oversized military budget?
Without demons and the likes of them this world would not be worth playing for.
@Snowfire, are you intending to show us sacrifice directly? . If so, um, max social buffs? Also, @DragonParadox, for reasoning/story-consistency, if we are showing this, you might need to edit this line in the preceding chapter somewhat:
"guests you had called here to see a part of the festival you do not wish to share directly with the whole of your lands. It would not do to spread too widely the sheer power of blood magic."
SF: Potentially make mention of the Daemons in Tyrosh also? (Unless you have already decided not to).
[but the sense is a vague one at most] <- This has exciting implications to me.