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

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Duesal said:
What he thinks he's accomplishing by serving the Seven. And then ruthlessly exploiting any and every hole in his argument, with the most damning part being that Yrael backs us up.
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Ah breaking them by talking.

An amateur would settle for violence, a plebeian for torture, but it takes an artist to shatter someone's worldview with a few well placed questions and a statement or two.
 
Our converted Erynies might serve. After all, we freed them from hell. Are they still evil? Sure. But now they have the freedom to evolve and change. Who else gave that option to the legions of doomed?
 
MTB said:
Our converted Erynies might serve. After all, we freed them from hell. Are they still evil? Sure. But now they have the freedom to evolve and change. Who else gave that option to the legions of doomed?
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Seems like a double edged sword, unless we can provide some kind of concrete proof of their severance.

He may be an angel, but that in no way means he's the type of guy to take something as left field as that without some kind of evidence.

And them just being there and listening to us isn't good enough. Hell even Yreal vouching for them might not be good enough because Angels can be fooled. In fact that's one of the cornerstones of our argument, that he's being mislead following the Father when he could be serving the "Greater Good". (Specifically Us.)
 
Evaunit02mark1 said:
Seems like a double edged sword, unless we can provide some kind of concrete proof of their severance.

He may be an angel, but that in no way means he's the type of guy to take something as left field as that without some kind of evidence.

And them just being there and listening to us isn't good enough. Hell even Yreal vouching for them might not be good enough because Angels can be fooled. In fact that's one of the cornerstones of our argument, that he's being mislead following the Father when he could be serving the "Greater Good". (Specifically Us.)
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More than that I expect something stupid from the Angels, like the Devils didn't deserve to be spared their punishment or something.
 
Duesal said:
More than that I expect something stupid from the Angels, like the Devils didn't deserve to be spared their punishment or something.
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Realistically they probably don't.

But people don't really get what they deserve do they? :V

A second chance was our gift to give, knowing the fullness of past misdeed. And have they not made the most of it?
 
zxzx24 said:
Realistically they probably don't.

But people don't really get what they deserve do they? :V

A second chance was our gift to give, knowing the fullness of past misdeed. And have they not made the most of it?
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Divergent morality states that it would be terrible to let Devils languish is bondage to the dictates of Hell. And they are objectively doing more good working against Baator, than, you know. Dead.

Not that we wouldn't have made their deaths most optimally beneficial if necessary.
 
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Interlude CDLIV: Light's Craft and Shadow's Secrets
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    • Light's Craft and Shadow's Secrets ​

    Ninth Day of the Ninth Month 293 AC

    In most ways the workshop could not have been more different from the narrow attic room at Wind House, filled with sparking arcane fire in all the colors one could name and others the eyes of flesh could not see, and with smoke formed in ethereal patterns, hinting at half-shaped magic as the sound of diminutive hammers clinked through the air. Yet some things were the same, all the tools set in their proper place when they were not used, all the metals and alloys ordered by weight and volume, all the failed molds imperfect admixtures wrought so far set carefully to one side, including all the notes that had gone into making them. After all one never knew when something that had seemed a dead end would be the key to moving forward. Like this one for instance...

    Lya took a long drink of water, her hand cramping slightly on the cup from the strain of her latest attempt: "Alright, toll it up," she motioned to the ethereal wind-wrought servants to get the chart off the floor and neatly packed away. "I think we can conclusively say using the law of sympathy to break and bind souls is... much too unstable. What's next, Aebys?"

    "A break, Mistress?" her familiar half asked. "You have been working for over sixteen hours..."

    "Which means I still have another six before I need to go to sleep," Lya replied in jest... well, mostly in jest. It had been months since she had fallen asleep at one of her projects.

    "Wisdom Anu would like your opinion on an aspect of the Truespeech Press," her familiar tried another tack.

    "Well..." Lya glanced at the sword laid out on the stone slab in the center of the laboratory.

    "Go on if you want," the spirit of the blade whispered in her mind. It sounded almost amused. "If I were half as diligent as you at your age I would have rediscovered the secret of Valyrian Steel before my fortieth year."

    ***​

    The device was still in a dozens of peaces, brass wheels creaking and golden screws still loose and the great rose-quartz tumblers set as silent sentinels on either side of the door as diminutive messenger archons flickered around the room, using their own celestial light to simulate certain functions that would be emulated by the finished enchantments.

    "How is everything going?" Lya asked the Warforged Artificer, stepping up to look at his work. Before him were what seemed to be small lumps of gold that shifted and scuttled like insects, invested with some manner of animation.

    "I've finally gotten the latter molds to work properly in expressing truth beyond language, but they are rather more lively than I expected." He shook his head with a slight metallic creak. "Do you have any idea what it could be?"

    "The sympathetic bond is... searching for truth, and the easiest or at least most common way to search for anything is to go out into the world and look. My suggestion would be to focus more on the Inward reflective aspects of truth, with a rune of clarity as a focus since the last thing we want is people falling into a trance when they read the notes...."

    "A triple resonance, knowledge without, clarity within, truth that is both at once," Anu interrupted, already motioned to his assistant to start writing from dictation.

    "I'll be going, then," the younger mage said with a smile, recognizing a flash of inspiration when she saw one and knowing he would much rather be working on his project instead of making smalltalk with her.

    Truespeech Printing Presses Progress 25/20 (Will be completed this month)

    ***​

    Before she could make it back into her laboratory, Lya sensed the shadows growing heavier with the approach of some unfamiliar presence. The patterns of battle spells flickered before her mind's eye a moment before she recognized the blue-robed mage gliding up the steps towards her—Tor. The shape-shiftier bore a wide satisfied smile that stopped just shy of being a smirk, carrying a small glass bottle of the sort used to bind dangerous magical beings in one hand and what looked to be a dead jet-black fox in the other.

    "Is that a Shadow Fox?" Lya asked, though she recognized the creature perfectly well. No reason not to let him brag in full.

    "Indeed," came the pleased reply. "The Lord of the Orphne offered me a chance to join his court at the hunt, not my preferred entertainment to be sure, but I knew the King was interested in acquiring shadow beasts for flesh-crafting. Such things are too common to require his Grace's time bargaining with the fey."

    Gained Shadow Fox Corpse for the Fungus Forge

    "I am certain he will be most grateful for the offering..." And give you some sort of reward for showing initiative. The last would have been to blunt to say aloud, but the Rakshasa heard it anyway, his dark eyes glittering all the brighter for it. "What of that?" She pointed at the bottle. "Have you figured out what it is?"

    "Yes, quite a bit less common than merely flesh infused with shadow," he replied, explaining why he had not been able to decipher its identity before traveling to the Braavosi coast. "It is wrought of wild magic, the echo of some long dead sorcerer's nightmares, now ever hungering to fill itself with more of power in the hopes of filling the nightmares within which makes it remarkably dangerous to mages in spite of it relative fragility."

    Strange Shadow reveled to be Spellshadow Advanced to 10 HD

    OOC: Hopefully this does not seem unfocused. Tor rolled really well for his interactions with the Orphne, so I thought I would have him cover one of the minor actions you guys had for this months without having to spend time on fey trade. You are going to have to reward him though if you want him to keep taking initiative like this.
     
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