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

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I was using the range of Enter Image, because it's low enough level to temporarily learn with Ancestral Awakening. Majestic Image would require Blood Wish or Wild Arcana. We could still brute force it, but that would potentially be a lot of high level spell slots and Mythic Power to use when there are more effective options.
 
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Interlude CDLXII: Of Mages New and Old
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    • Of Mages New and Old​

    Fourteenth Day of the Ninth Month 293 AC

    The midday sun turned the cobbles hot as an oven, the breeze from the sea more hope than fact as bright gold Fey with wings reflecting every color of the rainbow danced through the sky. At least they are having fun, Samwell Tarly thought as he walked, trudged really, down the street. The boy was rather clever for one just turned ten, it was his only quality of note as far as he was concerned, so it did not take him long to realize what Lady Lya was doing by sending him off every day to see the city and come back with his thoughts of the various works of magic that had been set up by command of King Viserys. It was a long way to walk from the keep to the Temple of the snake god, longer still to the batteries overlooking the harbor and he'd be sweating all the way, a lot more than he would when his father took it into his head to take him into the training yard for a few hours and then give up in disgust.

    It was worth it though in the way swordcraft and archery had never been, he got to keep his eyes open and see new things with every step, here were veiled traders from Qarth to Dornish nobles out to test their skills in the Circle of Battle to make up for missing the festival and even stranger sights. The three-eyed Xorn who would sometimes dive into the earth to pass bellow a crowd or obstacle, the bright scaled snake-men who spoke only with their minds and magic, everywhere there was magic, from the flaming trail of a phoenix's wings to the flicker of a fey-hound's passing as they carried messages, skipping a hundred steps for everyone they made...

    "Ooh!" Samwell collided with a woman balancing a wide wicker basket painted red and gold on her head. Maybe he should have been paying a little less attention to what was happening around him and a little more to what was right in front of him. "Sorry... sorry... " he stuttered as he saw that he had almost tipped her over. Father would have scolded me for apologizing to smallfolk like that, he thought feeling even more guilty.

    "Not to worry, lad, honest mistake to make round these parts. Why I remember the first time I came here, gaping as a fresh-caught fish I was," she replied cheerfully in an accent that sounded a little flatter than the norm here in the Deep, Myrish, Samwell thought. Putting the basket down and uncovering it she reveled the contents of a small feast, golden-crisp dumplings and crumbly cheese, sausages coiled around the rim and honey cakes in the middle. "Here, take something, that's what it's for after all."

    "Um for...?" Sam asked, trying to resist temptation. He had already had lunch after all.

    "Ah, from the Sunset Lands are you?" she only half-asked. "It's the Godshare from Kindling-Fest. Those of us who have been blessed by the Lord of Light with a bountiful year bring what we can to the temple so that the less fortunate can enjoy a bit of a treat."

    "Well... I'm not really less fortunate," the boy said blushing. He could hardly imagine how he could be more fortunate than he was right now, really.

    "Don't worry about it. Just give a bit to someone down on their luck when you see them and R'hllor will look kindly on you."

    Resisting temptation was one thing, being impolite quite another. "Thank you." As he ate his treat Samwell had an idea. The Red Priests had magic too after all. He could write about that for today's project instead of going all the way out to the Godswood in front of the university. "Could I come with you and maybe er... write some things down, if the priests don't mind?"

    "Why of course," the woman nodded. "All are welcome in His house."

    ***​

    The temple was a small one, built out of what would normally be shop space. Though no one seemed to mind the crowding since they were all convinced that they would celebrate next the Kindling in the great temple the King had patronized. In the meantime much of the blessing of food and the charity had spilled out onto the roof and unfortunately right under the sun. I really hope the parchment doesn't get stained... he thought as he jotted down another observation on the Red God and his priests: 'Fire is used as a symbol of purification, a lesser aspect of light which stands for R'hllor rather than any true elemental connotation...'

    Suddenly a faint shiver of magic passed over him, a shadow just dark enough to let him write without being troubled by the worst of the glare.

    "Thank you..." Samwell was very pleased with himself for managing to get both words out when he saw who his benefactor was, the Red Priestess, the one who had fought a True Wyrm practically alone and almost won.

    "We do have our own scrolls of theology if you are interested, the library has quite a fine collection." she said softly. "There is no need for you to work out everything for yourself."

    "I know, holy one," the boy replied getting his bearings back. "That is not exactly my task. I'm supposed to figure out ways magic is used in the world for various purposes and from that discover what it means to people, how the same effect can stand in for vastly different ideas. Magic is a symbol made manifest after all and..." he cut himself off, realizing he was babbling.

    "That is an exceptionally long project to give to one so young," the priestess replied, leaving room for just a hint of a question.

    "I've been hiding my magic ever since I learned to use it so Lady Lya said it would do me good to understand on my own terms what it has really changed about the world since it returned."

    "It was never gone child, only passed out of sight, like a river delving through stone, before it bursts out again. Dark was its passing, but no less true for it." Samwell could not really decipher her tone. It sounded a little bit sad but not of a sort he as familiar with. She shook herself before continuing. "The simplest magics in those days was shadow-weaving, which is why you will find some traces of Asshai'i teachings Lady Teana and myself use most closely in many of the growing traditions. Would you like to learn a bit about how shadows and light relate both for those of us who serve R'hllor and more widely?"

    "Yes, of course." Samwell couldn't believe his luck to have found another great mage willing to talk to him and teach him.

    OOC: I hope these character building interludes work and do not slow down things too badly    .
     
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    Of Mages New and Old​

    Fourteenth Day of the Ninth Month 293 AC

    The midday sun beat struck the cobbles like a hammer, the breeze from the sea more hope than fact as bright gold fey with wings reflecting every color of the rainbow danced though the sky. At least they are having fun, Samwell Tarly thought as he walked, trudged really, down the street. The boy was rather clever for one just turned ten, it was his only quality of note as far as he was concerned, so it did not take him long to realize what Lady Lya was doing by sending him off every day to see the city and come back with his thoughts of the various works of magic that had been set up by command of King Viserys. It was a long way to walk from the keep to the Temple of the snake god, longer still to the batteries overlooking the harbor and he'd be sweating all the way, a lot more than he would when his father took it into his head to take him into the training yard for a few hours and then give up in disgust.

    It was worth it though in the way swordcraft and archery had never been, he got to keep his eyes open and see new things with every step, here veiled traders from Qarth there Dornish nobles out out to test their skills in the Circle of Battle to make up for missing the festival and even stranger sights. The three-eyed Xorn who would sometimes dive into the earth to pass bellow a crowd or obstacle, the bright scaled snake-men who spoke only with their minds and magic, everywhere magic, from the flaming trail of a phoenix's wings to the flicker of a fey-hound's passing as they carried messages, skipping a hundred steps for everyone they made...

    "Ooh!"Sam collided with a woman balancing a wide wicker basket painted red and gold on her head. Maybe he should have been paying a little less attention to what was happening around him and a little more to what was right in front of him. "Sorry... sorry... " he stuttered as he saw that he had almost tipped him off. Father would have scolded me for apologizing to smallfolk like that, he thought feeling even more guilty.

    "Not to worry lad, honest mistake to make round these parts. Why I remember the first time I came here, gaping as a fresh-caught fish I was," she replied cheerfully in an accent that sounded a little flatter than the norm here in the Deep, Myrish, Sam thought. Taking the basket down and uncovering it she reveled the contents of a small feast, golden-crisp dumplings and crumbly cheese, sausages coiled around the rim and honey cakes in the middle. "Here take something, that's what it's for after all."

    "Um for...?" Sam asked, trying to resist temptation. He had already had lunch after all.

    "Ah, from the Sunset Lands are you?" she only half-asked "It's the Godshare from Kindling-Fest. Those of us who have been blessed by the Lord of Life with a bountiful year bring what we can to the temple so that the less fortunate can enjoy a bit of a treat."

    "Well... I'm not really less fortunate," the boy said blushing. He could hardly imagine how he could be more fortunate than he was right now, really.

    "Don't worry about it. Just give a bit to someone down on their luck when you see them and R'hllor will look kindly on you."

    Resisting temptation was one thing, being impolite quite another. "Thank you." As he ate his treat Sam had an idea. The Red Priests had magic too after all. He could write about that for today's project instead of going all the way out to the Godswood in front of the university. "Could I come with you and maybe er... write some things down, if the priests don't mind?"

    "Why of course," the woman nodded. "All are welcome in His House."

    ***​

    The temple was a small one, built out of what would normally be shop space. Though on one seemed to mind the crowding since they were all convinced that they would celebrate next Kindling in the great temple the King had patronized. In the meantime much of the blessing of food and the charity had spilled out onto the roof and unfortunately right under the sun. I really hope the parchment doesn't get stained... he thought as he jotted down another observation on the Red God and his priests: 'Fire is used as a symbol of purification, a lesser aspect of Light which stands for R'hllor rather than any true elemental connotation...'

    Suddenly a faint shiver of magic passed over him, a shadow just dark enough to let him write by without being troubled by the worst of the glare.

    "Thank you..." Sam was very pleased with himself for managing to get both words out when he saw who his benefactor was, the Red Priestess, the one who had fought a True Wyrm practically alone and almost won.

    "We do have our own scrolls of theology if you are interested, the library has quite a fine collection." she said softly. "There is no need for you to work out everything for yourself."

    "I know holy one," the boy replied getting his bearings back. "That is not exactly my task. I'm supposed to figure out ways magic is used in the world for various purposes and from that discover what it means to people, how the same effect can stand in for vastly different ideas. Magic is a symbol made manifest after all and..." he cut himself off realizing he was babbling.

    "That is an exceptionally long project to give to one so young," the priestess replied, leaving room for just a hint of a question.

    "I've been hiding my magic ever since I learned to use it so Lady Lya said it would do me good to understand on my own terms what it has really changed about the world since it returned."

    "It was never gone child, only passed out of sight, like a river delving though stone, before it bursts out again. Dark as its passing, but no less true for it." Sam could not really decipher her tone. It sounded a little bit sad but not of a sort he as familiar with. She shook herself before continuing. "The simplest magics in those days was shadow-weaving, which is why you will find which is why you can find some traces of Asshaian teachings Lady Teana and myself use most closely in many of the growing traditions. Would you like to learn a bit about how shadows and light relate both for those of us who Serve R'hllor and more widely?"

    "Yes, of course." Sam couldn't believe his luck to have found another great mage willing to talk to him and teach him.

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    I still love them and this could be quite interesting in the long term.
     
    Besides the tactical combat and the empire forging, these interludes breath life into your (our) creation.
     
    Just had a funny thought of Samwell in a couple years challenging his father to a duel, buffing up with Tenser's Transformation an some other goodies, then grinding Randyl into the dirt like a newbie.
     
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      [X] Approach Danelle
      -[X] Set up at an outdoor cafe along a common route for Danelle. Flair an aura enough to alert her and allow her and her coterie to approach.
      ---[X]Have Rina along with Dany and Rhaella.
      --[X] Offer her to share some wine or coffee while pouring a glass and taking a sip. Ask if they'd join you for a moment to converse. Gesture to a charcuterie board that has bread and salt prominently displayed.
      --[X] "I've wanted to make your acquaintance for quite some time. Tales of you and your companions deeds have left me rather curious." I wanted to see how you measured up and if you're like Lucan and other fanatics.
      --[X] If she asks what we're doing in Old Town; we were interested in acquiring some property. We took interest in a Sept but decided it wasn't worth the cost after discovering it's pest problem. I've been busy cleaning up problems in Westeros and it has been trivial to do so.
      --[X] "A distant relative journeyed to see me. He was looking to settle a dispute of theological differences. Our argument ended poorly. For him and those that sent him. It pains me to cast out those of my blood, but I exact that tenfold upon those that cause such events. There will be an accounting for past transgressions. Do not stand in our way.
      --[X] Commend her on her healings and charity. The wisdom you've heard of her using. Field questions if she has any.
      [X] Try to figure out what Marwyn is doing in the City
      -[X] Use Divination (Divination, Ears of the City, Discern Location, Greater Scrying, and Forest's Sense, as Viserys deems appropriate or necessary) and our contacts in Oldtown to learn what resources Marwyn may have access to in the city, who his friends are, and where he might choose to stay without his presence being obvious in order to attempt to locate him and learn why he has returned.
      -[X] While we have the opportunity, use Scholar's Touch and Commune with Texts to read the holy books we recently acquired before things become too hectic and time runs short with the approaching Conclave.
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    Nice to see Sam is adjusting well and when in pursuit of learning can deal with exercising in general.

    Also good to see how our local super priestess seems to be opening up well to people in general.
     
    Massgamer said:
    Nice to see Sam is adjusting well and when in pursuit of learning can deal with exercising in general.

    Also good to see how our local super priestess seems to be opening up well to people in general.
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    I dont know if Randyll is keeping an eye on sam.

    But I cant help imagining 6 yrs of only letters an when Sam returns he is no longer fat and a bit lean with all the adventuring he will hopfully be doing...
     
    Massgamer said:
    Nice to see Sam is adjusting well and when in pursuit of learning can deal with exercising in general.

    Also good to see how our local super priestess seems to be opening up well to people in general.
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    She can seem open.

    Remember that she knew the best way to approach each of her opponents in the arena (exept maybe Amrelath).

    This is a god-tier diplomancer running over a young wizard with ease.
     
    Reminder for the time period that Charisma based builds in 3.5 are still fucking dumb.

    No particular point of relevant here, just looking back over some things and wondering what the actual hell WotC was thinking when they introduced so many things that allow for Cha to be leveraged into complete ridiculousness. I'm honestly surprised that we haven't committed to a 3x Ruin Delver's Fortune ring for Viserys yet - unless we have and I missed it.
     
    Snowfire said:
    Reminder for the time period that Charisma based builds in 3.5 are still fucking dumb.

    No particular point of relevant here, just looking back over some things and wondering what the actual hell WotC was thinking when they introduced so many things that allow for Cha to be leveraged into complete ridiculousness. I'm honestly surprised that we haven't committed to a 3x Ruin Delver's Fortune ring for Viserys yet - unless we have and I missed it.
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    The dumbest Cha-related thing are the baseline Diplomacy rules.
     
    Diplomacy is silly, which is why DP changed it to the point where the two rule-sets for it are basically unrecognizable and irreconcilable.
     
    Snowfire said:
    I'm honestly surprised that we haven't committed to a 3x Ruin Delver's Fortune ring for Viserys yet - unless we have and I missed it.
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    Not yet. There have been other priorities that needed to be handled first, and despite it's utility, Ruin Delver's Fortune isn't quite as helpful for Viserys as it would be for most others. He already has multiple emergency counter measures which require Immediate Actions to use.

    That said, he'll probably get a Ruin Delver's Fortune effect on his gear soon-ish. After all, it's not paranoia if they really are out to get you.
     
    Goldfish said:
    Not yet. There have been other priorities that needed to be handled first, and despite it's utility, Ruin Delver's Fortune isn't quite as helpful for Viserys as it would be for most others. He already has multiple emergency counter measures which require Immediate Actions to use.

    That said, he'll probably get a Ruin Delver's Fortune effect on his gear soon-ish. After all, it's not paranoia if they really are out to get you.
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    I meant as a permanent item.
     
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