The Unraveler is one of the lesser elemental that Rhaella sent to sleep not the assassin who fought Leto
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The Unraveler is one of the lesser elemental that Rhaella sent to sleep not the assassin who fought Leto
Problem is she's an irrational actor, so we can't add enough If-thens to cover every single thing she may do. Also the legal precedent thing.
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The veiled Assassin is dead. It was a CR 15 thing. The unraveler was captured
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If you're crazy and you know it clap your hands!
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Good morning and thanks for the chapter DP!
Also did we at least harvest their water? Water Elemental Water might be useful as a reagent after all.
Also did we at least harvest their water? Water Elemental Water might be useful as a reagent after all.
Unfortunately the deck was already swamped by the storm, thus the water from the elemental has been diluted and lost.
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If you're crazy and you know it clap your hands!
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Damn, that is to bad.
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This, unfortunately, could be anyone.
The Lannisters have been mucking about in the Plane of Water as seen by their hiring of Marid.
Tiamat is in the general area and could have done something.
The Deep Ones could be striking at us by proxy, and it would make sense given that they're losing in the Plane of Water and would have moved those remaining assets to other planes--like Prime Material.
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It's a legal precedent I'm more than happy to make.
With magic there's very little reason to limit legaly aknowledged families to man/woman. Creating heirs of your own blood simply doesn't require this model anymore.
In case of Lya she could propably even create a genuinly human-ish child by herself if she decided to do so, but that's certainly not as trivial as simply combining two peoples DNA into a new being.
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Did anyone come closer to levelling, or Leto to her next HD?
And related that, will Leto just keep advancing as an Erynies or eventually become something else if she keeps being awesome?
- Leto gets her next HD now yes
- If you guys think of something thematic for her I'm fine changing
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It's not even clear if he wants the Brazier for its own sake (as that would indicate mortal enemies of lesser magical skill, like the Lannisters), or merely to remove our ability to call reinforcements if a greater attack follows.
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And I refuse to do this on a literal whim with no consideration of the social consequences. If we're doing this we're doing it right, and we're doing it carefully.
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I think she could simply become another devil at the appropriate amount of HD?
Devil, Ashmede (Judgement Devil) – d20PFSRD
Devil, Gelugon (Ice Devil) – d20PFSRD
I think either of these two would be a reasonable next form for her.
Though this would be a fun final form:
Devil, Puragaus (Immolation Devil) – d20PFSRD
But so far away that it's not worth discussing yet.
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I am against our Erinyes changing to different devils entirely.
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Amid Treacherous Waters
Ninth Day of the Tenth Month 293 AC
The moment she heard she heard the warning, Rhaella's thoughts turned from wary curiosity about the intention of the other ship to lurching dread. For all her ship had been built for war, for all the magics of her making and all the steam launchers arrayed below her decks, she had never been in battle. Would she fail her friends and her crew?
Before she could even finish the thought she felt water spurt between the planks of her lower deck, driven by something more than the fury of the storm, driven with a purpose. "He's telling the truth, we need to get down to the bilges. Now!" she shouted.
No more needed to be said, even as the Dryad joined briefly with her ship, slipping through the wood of the hull with naught but a thought. Diana became as a gust of sea breeze all around her. It would take longer for the others to catch up, Rhaella knew, but she had to save her crew as quickly as possible.
Her eyes opened onto a scene of horror—coiling spirits of dark water were wrapping around the sailors who had been working the pumps a moment before. They seemd barely able to touch the sailors, but a touch was enough to infect them with some dreadful malady. Flesh flowed and bubbled like water off bones, screams died as even the bones below crumbled, yet the sailors' weapons could not harm the monsters. Then the Minotaurs struck, giant bespelled axes sweeping in deadly arcs through whichever of the monsters were unwise enough to be within reach. Sometimes the water parted leaving the attackers unharmed, but at others the magic bit deep.
Diana swirled, a spell already on her lips, darts of golden light struck the foe worst beset by the bull-men, and with a hiss like a dying serpent it ceased to be. Rhaella whispered a song of slumber upon another. Would they even be able to find it in the sloshing water of the bilge. Eight more of them, and who knows how many more of the monsters would be slipping between her planks?
The sailors begged and screamed as their bodies fell apart into their competent elements. "We have to save them!" the Dryad cried out as she tried to rush forward to offer what healing she could.
"No!" Diana shouted. "We need to kill them first, we need to stay together."
As though drawn by the sound of their voices, two of the creatures charged them, one cast back by the crashing roar of Diana's magic, the other reaching out with deadly tendrils to rip Rhaella apart. She would not give in, she would not relent, for she was deathless Fey of a kindred older than the gods and young as springtime.
The enemy had drawn around the Minotaurs, but none of the warriors wavered their blows, shaking the ship where they failed to connect to the enemy's watery forms, but where they did nearly tearing them in half.
Where were the Furies? Rhaella wondered. By their arts they could have been here as swiftly as she and Diana.
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Leto had known battle was on the wind ever since the storm had rolled in without warning, for she had seen more battles than all the mortals aboard together had years of life. The only question had been what manner of foe would come against her. That something would try to come against her she also did not doubt, unless the enemy was so foolish as to ignore the brazier she guarded, but the Fury did not wish to contemplate fighting fools.
Water dripped from the ceiling of the cabin. The mage responsible for the brazier's operation nervously got to his feet. "Maybe we should..."
"Stay behind me!" Leto snapped as a torrent of oily water surged through the boards before rising in a faintly humanoid form with long whip-like arms andan mane of foam running down his back, a veiled assassin. She knew the creature, though she had never seen its like before. Someone must have paid a great deal for the privilege of stopping the fleet.
The wizard was dead if it so much as noticed him, the Fury knew. Leto momentarily contemplated drawing attention to him to buy a bit of time, counting upon the elemental's sadism to make his death drawn out, but she knew her lord would not approve and she knew that if she fell she would be returned to life as swiftly as he was able. In the span of a single breath, three arrows traversed the space between them, then the thing was upon her amid the sound of splintering wood and crashing water. The Fallen was swifter still, rolling away, wings snapping open to aid the jump as arrow after arrow continued to sink into the living wave.
"Hop as you will, little bird. I am not here for you but for the far-speaker," it whispered viciously as it absorbed the instrument along side the shattered pieces of the table it had lain upon.
"How are you going to leave with that? You can't crawl back the way you came," Leto mocked as she stepped in front of the door drawing her sword. She would not be able to dodge this time.
As the foe crashed into her, she struck twice. Adamantine cleaved enchanted water before it closed over her, churning and tearing at flesh and armor both as it flowed onto the deck... where several thousand pounds of Adamant and steel crashed down from above to grasp it in clawed hands, ripping and tearing from the outside even as Leto continued slash from within. Distantly, she wondered if they would be able to break the thing before it crushed her skull like a grape.
Bolts of fire and lightning began to rain down from on high as the little dragon constructs added their own weapons to the onslaught.
Time seemed to lose all meaning among the red haze of pain... there. With fingers almost shattered from the pressure, she reached out to grasp the brazier, then the Fury willed herself out of the thing's embrace.
Arrow after arrow flew until at last the spirit could endure no more. It vanished with a final pained sigh, leaving behind only a puddle of water.
"There is still fighting below," she called to the Herald, though she was not entirely sure if it could fit down the stairs in good time.
As she descended, Leto saw sailors and Minotaurs desperately fighting some other form of water spirit, though a quick count reveled that none of the half-dozen beastmen were dead. More concerning was the fact that the enemy seemed to be focusing on the ship spirit. The Fury was not entirely sure what would happen if she died, but she was willing to wager it would not be pleasant, particularly if the other overgrown ship concluded they were at fault.
So with renewed fury, the Fallen charged, helping to pierce two more of the enemy before they finally broke and ran.
It was later discovered that they had broken directly into the spears of the alerted tritons, but for now Leto was more concerned with aiding the Hunter's Moon. The battle was only half won.
OOC: I re-fluffed the Unravellers as water elementals that rip the water out of things. Also for anyone wondering the reason Leto stayed, grappled, and got pummeled was that without her inside the assassin could have taken a form sinuous enough to escape the Herald's grapple. Finally the reason it's Leto here is because she decided to switch out for another of her sisters as she wanted a break from pretending to be human all the time.
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We don't really have an internal Imperial network. It's kind of just sending a message across the world
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Now lets be fair, we are not doing anything here, we are promising something.
To work out the details of the actual law and its implementation is definitly something to be careful with, just as we were with the guilds earlier this turn.
I'm making a statement of intend here and stand behind it, I'm not drawing up a plan for its final details.
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[X] Arrange a meeting with Shyra, one where we seek to gain her allegiance as has become our standard modus operandi.
-[X] Leave her mother out of the equation for now
No creating laws with a sub clause of a single vote, please.
-[X] Leave her mother out of the equation for now
No creating laws with a sub clause of a single vote, please.
She doesn't have steam launchers, unless those are new. She has a shitton (50 to a side!) of masterwork Ballistae and a few Scorpions above deck, which are complex Ballista-shaped catapults that can act as a catapult or as a ballista of their size.
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You've already claimed your intent to make the precedent here and now without any real preparation.
My objections boil down to this:
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Sure?
I mean, just advancing by HD kinda leaves her behind relative to other Erynies who gain class features.
And templates almost never look like a natural progression to me, always something from outside.
So advancing to the next kind of devils seems logical for her.
Of course that will never happen to Sarella or Mereth, they chose other paths.
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Same. They are our Erynies, and I'm very happy with that.
Little sense for them to get promoted to another devil when there is no Pit Fiend around to do so, either.
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Okay.
I think I kinda didn't make it quite clear what I wanted, will try in the next vote then.
[X] Duesal
She will be the precendent, but not here and now. Now we promise that we make it possible, in the next few months we do make it possible, just like all our promises, no matter how ridicolous it may seem at the time of promising.
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Black Book of the Moon-Pale Lady
Black Book of the Moon-Pale Lady
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Description: The seed of great suffering and torment both to those who became the victims of daemons and those who grew to be their slaves this book seems fills the reader with either a frantic need to study its secrets or a heavy malaise, with seemingly no rhyme or reason to it.
Conent: +4 to knowledge and spellcraft rolls regarding daemons, Abandon, and the Horsemen
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Lormar's Expetrimental Notes
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By: Lormar the Golden Company mage
Description: This book bound in simple black covers and written the the almost mechanical script of one bound to it by sorcery nonetheless folds some insights into the workings of ancient Valyrian flesh-forges, whether gleamed from older documents or though experimentation
Content: +3 to knowlege rolls regarding flesh-forging, +1 to spellcraft rolls regarding gaining access to a forge
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DP already said you don't need a Pit Fiend to do it, last time we were worried that there was one around because we found evidence of a promotion.
It just needs someone with the right to do so. And guess what, our Erynies are their own people, not beholden to an Archduke.
So I would deduct that all it takes for a promotion is the energy necessary to get to the next rank. And that comes from Leto slowly working her way up by levelling, until she has the reserves to take on a new form.