What was the name of that spell that allows you to cast inside an Antimagic field? It was a 9th level spell and probably a military secret of the Deep Ones.
Invoke Magic requires you to have a 200 IM diamond in hand and only allows you to cast a single 4th level or lower spell.
 
I really would prefer not to fight him until we are able to use 9th level spells, in order to have Spellbane available. Antimagic Field is a serious threat when Lucas is backed up by high level Outsiders.

Well, depending on how this month goes, we might not have a choice on that, seeing as how we're a ways off from 18th Level and Lucan will be present, presumably with backup and a plan that likely necessitates engagement.

Unless we decide to go haring off on some incredibly dangerous expedition for the next week and a half to power level ourselves to 18.
 
The more I think about it, the more I'm convinced that we should just throw up our own AMF and then double-team Lucan with TD Viserys and the Harbinger.

In a AMF, Lucan is a monkey in a tin can, but we would still be an Adult Red Dragon and the Harbinger would still be a VS woodchipper on steroids.
 
If I recall correctly, the best way to kill a mage is not to let them cast. If need be and if we need to fight him we can always ambush him and capture him that way. Actually once Yss wakes us we need to ask him if Lucan will be immune to the Staff of the Ages. If we can, put a curse on him to make him hallucinate demons. We just need a piece of his hair which we can get as we know where he is staying.
 
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So...
With DP taking Tiamat's Domains from Azel's suggestion, and assuming us successfully roping Weeping Lady and The Goddess of the Silver Moon into Anti-Timmie Alliance, we get...

Timmie's Domains:
[] Magic
[] Dragon
[] Chaos
[] Hatred, Rage, Torture, Catastrophe
[] Hubris
[] Nightmare, Insanity
[] Greed
[] Isolation
[] Blood

Alliance's Domains:
[] Travel (2) (Old Gods, The Weeping Lady)
[] Strength (Old Gods)
[] Protection (2) (Old Gods, The Weeping Lady)
[] Magic (Old Gods)
[] Time (Old Gods)
[] Skalykind (Yss)
[] Life (2) (Yss, The Weeping Lady)
[] Death (3) (Yss, The Merling King, The Weeping Lady)
[] Trade (in 1-3 months' time - Yss)
[] Sea (The Merling King)
[] Passion (The Merling King)
[] Moon (The Goddess of the Silver Moon)
[] Freedom (The Goddess of the Silver Moon)
[] Destiny (The Goddess of the Silver Moon)
[] Peace (The Goddess of the Silver Moon)
[] Community (The Weeping Lady)
[] Liberation (Zathir)
[] Creation (Zathir)

So, it seems that we can counter a lot of her domains with The God-Shanker (I have no idea what we are calling that trap)

[X] Magic (Timmie) - Magic (Old Gods)
[X] Chaos (Timmie)
- Creation (Zathir)
[X] Hatred/Rage/Torture/Catastrophe (Timmie) - [] Protection/Peace/Death (The Merling King/The Goddess of the Silver Moon/The Weeping Lady)
[X] Hubris (Timmie) - Community (The Weeping Lady)
[] Nightmare, Insanity (Timmie) - ??? Dany/Yss/Old Gods with "dream" theme
[] Dragons (Timmie) - ???
[X] Greed (Timmie) - Trade/Community (Yss/The Weeping Lady)
[X] Isolation (Timmie) - Freedom/Community/Liberation (The Goddess of the Silver Moon/The Weeping Lady/Zathir)
[X] Blood - Protection/Peace (Old Gods/The Goddess of the Silver Moon)

We have a hard counter to more than a half of her domains.
And that if she even has all of them, which she might not, what with Valyrians mugging her.

@DragonParadox, does this look right?
Anything on those marked "???"?
 
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Just to clarify are we planning on fighting the asshole now or is this just preparation for the inevitable combat to come?

[X] Azel
 
Just to clarify are we planning on fighting the asshole now or is this just preparation for the inevitable combat to come?

We are preparing of the inevitable combat that will happen. I don't really want to fight him here because that means that every metric of stealth has gone tits us and chances are if he found out then every other faction that is after our head will know in a bit. It will escalate quicker from there.
 
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Chapter 47​

Maggie's school wasn't far from where I'd chosen to make our home, but lunch traffic is a very real phenomenon in Chicago. Despite that, I made the trip in little more than twenty minutes. The Munstermobile had enough road presence to get away with things I'd never have attempted in the Blue Beetle and suffer only a few irate honks from my fellow roadsters. I didn't do anything truly dangerous, or likely to get me pulled over, but I got there as soon as I could. Call me overprotective if you like, but after everything I've gone through to keep my daughter safe, I feel it's justified.

As I parked, I wondered if today would be another reason on the pile, quietly hoping that it wouldn't be the case. Not too loudly, though. That would be liable to attract the attention of vengeful and tempted fates.

Miss Laidlaw was a woman of middling height, with a slim build and the face of one who has worked with children all their life, and yet still finds it enjoyable. Those are rare folk. Think about it, how many people actually choose to have more than a few kids? She greeted me at the reception desk, and directed me to the nurse's office with curt, but not unfriendly, efficiency. She seemed a little stressed, but I didn't ask why. My focus was on Maggie. The reason for her stress, however, became apparent the moment I stepped through the door.

It wasn't just Maggie in there. It wasn't even a few kids. Over a dozen of them were scattered around the room, and it was only just large enough to fit them all in. They weren't all Maggie's age, either. A few of them had to be approaching the end of their time there, and several others must have joined the school this year. That on its own would have set alarm bells ringing in the back of my mind. Colds were usually confined to a few classes, certainly nothing this widespread. But then there was my dog, Mouse. Several hundred pounds of shaggy fur and muscle, which I knew could kill in defence of his charge. And he would be smart about it, too. I wondered sometimes if Mouse might actually be smarter than me.

Right now, he was wrapped around Maggie protectively, almost like a mother protecting her litter. That was not normal. Mouse was a Temple Dog, a special breed descended from a divine ancestor. If the offhand remark of an Archangel was anything to go by, he was probably closer in terms of direct ancestry to Angels than humans were. He had an uncanny sense for danger, especially the supernatural kind, and to have him on high alert like this? Something was very, very wrong.

"Dad!" Maggie called weakly, her lips pulling up only a little as she saw me in a ghost of her usual smile. She coughed. "You came."

"Of course I did," I told her, crossing the room to my daughter's side and crouching down beside her. "You alright, kiddo?"

"Just tired," she said, stifling a yawn as she did her best to explain. "Head hurts."

"What's wrong, boy?" I asked Mouse as he moved to one side, letting me pass. The Foo Dog chuffed something that was almost a low growl, sweeping his heavy muzzle back and forth to take in the rest of the room. He was right, but what could I do? I didn't have much with me, and for something like this…only one thing to do. "Hold still a moment, Maggie? I'm going to have a look at you."

She nodded solemnly as I took a moment to focus, and then opened my Sight. A Wizard's Sight is very like a Soulgaze, in a way. It strips away illusions, shows you the world as it is, and is one of the most valuable tools in a Wizard's arsenal in situations where he doesn't know what's in front of him. But it's also one the most dangerous tools, as anything you see stays with you, forever. That doesn't sound bad at first, but if you see too many horrible things and can't forget them, it breaks a person. Surviving getting used to those sorts of memories is almost worse, and I would know; I had.

My Sight washed the world back into a haze, and I focused it on my daughter. Her aura wasn't weak by any measure, pulsing gently with the power that had kept her safe from most illnesses. If I wasn't mistaken, she was going to be one hell of a Wizard when she grew up. Or, my stomach lurched, if. I'd seen something like the tracks run across her soul once before, on a case years ago for one of the Forest People. River Shoulders' half-human son had been having his lifeforce drained, exposing him to illness for the first time in his life. It could have killed him, but I'd done my job and stopped it.

This was worse, and not just because it was happening to my daughter, though that ran pretty high on the list. I forced myself to take a long, steadying breath, no need to blow out the lights and scare all these kids. Black lines had twined themselves into Maggie's lifeforce, and as I watched they spread, steadily absorbing the energy around them. This was continuous, and…I didn't want to, but I looked around very slightly, to look at a few of the other kids. They were the same. Slow, continuous drain, but I couldn't isolate the source of it. Not here, then, or shielded.

"Hell's bells," I swore passionately, facing my options. I didn't have the gear for this with me, or in the Munstermobile. I'd just thought it had been a regular cold, Maggie had been feeling down for the last day or two. First things first, then. Get my daughter home behind a Threshold and my wards. Then I'd get my gear, find out where the bastard who was doing this was, and end him.
 
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So you know, it could be worse. Maggie could be dying (much faster). This just seemed like a good stopping point, and I didn't want to extend it that much further. I've got a rather large piece of PW work to do, but I may bend my rules again to get this setup mostly out of the way. I'm honestly very curious as to if people are starting to guess what's going on here, but you've got so little information at this point that I'd understand if it's still very vague. That'll change. And yes, Viserys will be part of that. Just not quite yet.
 
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Warden to resident Dragon, Warden to resident dragon, calling in for immediate smiting.

Viserys: "Back where I come from I would find the culprit, strap it into the ritual chamber and sacrifice it to the bloodthirsty gods I pacted with."
Harry: "I know you're joking."
Viserys: "Of course, I don't need something so plebeian as a ritual chamber to sacrifice people."
 
[X] Azel

hrm it was Baelor's dad Leyton who got lured under the Hightower and killed by Drow right? Really curious about what's happening with him and what's up with Malora the "mad maid"
 
So you know, it could be worse. Maggie could be dying (much faster). This just seemed like a good stopping point, and I didn't want to extend it that much further. I've got a rather large piece of PW work to do, but I may bend my rules again to get this setup mostly out of the way. I'm honestly very curious as to if people are starting to guess what's going on here, but you've got so little information at this point that I'd understand if it's still very vague. That'll change. And yes, Viserys will be part of that. Just not quite yet.
Warden to resident Dragon, Warden to resident dragon, calling in for immediate smiting.

Viserys: "Back where I come from I would find the culprit, strap it into the ritual chamber and sacrifice it to the bloodthirsty gods I pacted with."
Harry: "I know you're joking."
Viserys: "Of course, I don't need something so plebeian as a ritual chamber to sacrifice people."

Harry: "So I've got people coming after--"
Viserys: "Not now, Harry. I have very important work to do. I'm already dissolving another Fortune 500 corporation for their assets and these pesky lawyers keep smacking of obstructive litigious bastards content to play attack hound to anyone with a bone to pick with progress--honestly, I--"
Harry: "They hurt Maggie."
Viserys: "..."
Harry: "Viserys?"
Pop.
Viserys: "Repeat that?"
Harry, nervously: "They hurt my daughter?"
Viserys, pulling out an athame: "I see. One of those days."
 
Harry: "So I've got people coming after--"
Viserys: "Not now, Harry. I have very important work to do. I'm already dissolving another Fortune 500 corporation for their assets and these pesky lawyers keep smacking of obstructive litigious bastards content to play attack hound to anyone with a bone to pick with progress--honestly, I--"
Harry: "They hurt Maggie."
Viserys: "..."
Harry: "Viserys?"
Pop.
Viserys: "Repeat that?"
Harry, nervously: "They hurt my daughter?"
Viserys, pulling out an athame: "I see. One of those days."
We need a special athame for ourselves. Dark Sister can have a kohai.
 
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