A Sword Without a Hilt: A Song of Ice and Fire/D&D 3.5 Crossover
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[X] Goldfish
You know, if such is direct divine power at work, chomping at the thing might actually give us something, even if not that coveted flamesense. High calorie tiny snack, anyone?
If such is not, would love to hear how it pulled off multiple deceptions against Greater Arcane Sight + Truesight + Brain Spider. And also Counterspells as (Su)? So very interesting.
You know, if such is direct divine power at work, chomping at the thing might actually give us something, even if not that coveted flamesense. High calorie tiny snack, anyone?
If such is not, would love to hear how it pulled off multiple deceptions against Greater Arcane Sight + Truesight + Brain Spider. And also Counterspells as (Su)? So very interesting.
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egoo
Totally Not Creating Problems Where None Existed
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Eating sentients is not really Viserys' MO.
He's been fighting against his draconic instincts for long enough, that I don't think even an asshole Fey would get the treatment.
Having Yss snack on said Fey and transfer Ymeri's power directly to Viserys on the other hand...
Yes, no more eating energy fields larger than our head; we have people(or rather gods) for that now.Eating sentients is not really Viserys' MO.
He's been fighting against his draconic instincts for long enough, that I don't think even an asshole Fey would get the treatment.
Having Yss snack on said Fey and transfer Ymeri's power directly to Viserys on the other hand...
A bonus, from my perspective at least, is making the gods stronger. I honestly kinda want to see how fat best snek can get, and just how tall we can grow a tree before it starts causing environmental problems.
Just imagine how the rest of the planes will react to Yss once he's back up to (and past) full power. It'd be like seeing an old ass cop that gave you trouble a kid not only still alive 40 years later, but swole as fuck and working for a PMC.
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Crake
I AM THE STORM THAT IS APPROACHING
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So basically like Arnold Schwarzenegger ala Terminator fame.Yes, no more eating energy fields larger than our head; we have people(or rather gods) for that now.
A bonus, from my perspective at least, is making the gods stronger. I honestly kinda want to see how fat best snek can get, and just how tall we can grow a tree before it starts causing environmental problems.
Just imagine how the rest of the planes will react to Yss once he's back up to (and past) full power. It'd be like seeing an old ass cop that gave you trouble a kid not only still alive 40 years later, but swole as fuck and working for a PMC.
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Those kind of Fey are a safety hazard.
That to me is still the most epic thing lorewise that any fantasy game ever did. These dumb wisps that can't attack and dies if you build buildings for your race. Only has Detonate that doesn't even do any damage except for summoned units.
Archimonde never stood a chance, didn't he?
Update in beta.
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"In my time, young gods were respectful.Yes, no more eating energy fields larger than our head; we have people(or rather gods) for that now.
A bonus, from my perspective at least, is making the gods stronger. I honestly kinda want to see how fat best snek can get, and just how tall we can grow a tree before it starts causing environmental problems.
Just imagine how the rest of the planes will react to Yss once he's back up to (and past) full power. It'd be like seeing an old ass cop that gave you trouble a kid not only still alive 40 years later, but swole as fuck and working for a PMC.
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As I'm still around, IT'S STILL MY TIME."
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Part MMMLXVI: Of Tales Gifted and Names Lost
Of Tales Gifted and Names Lost
Twenty-Sixth Day of the Tenth Month 293 AC
Before departing the tailor's shop you search it from the dank basement to the narrow attic with the pungent evidence of a small colony of bats, looking for any sign of magic or the true Hogart. In the kitchen above the hearth you find a small shine of Ymeri hidden behind a lead-lined opening. Ordinarily you would take the implements of charred bone and flame-blacked iron to be manifest proof of her influence, but given the surprises you already had today you divine their origin. Pig bone, the red stains soaked into the back corner of the room where the light does not shine are evidence of no crime worse than hog-slaying as well.
"One must admit our enemy was quite thorough in his plots," you muse aloud as you divest the ritual items into your cloak on the off chance even such props might help you find the answer. Walking into the bedroom you pick out a few grey hairs from the pillow to deliver to the Inquisition along with a brief report once the more urgent threat has been averted.
"Whichever Inquisitor gets a note in your hand might be a touch discomfited, Your Grace," Rina notes when you explain your purpose.
A faint blush steals its way across Rina's cheeks. She still sees the crown before she sees you, the offhand reminder of the life you lived before you took it leaving her ill at ease. Yet she does not allow the awkward moment to linger, willing herself to smile. "Then you might leave them wondering just who Corlys is. Who knows how long they will search."
"I'll mark the ones who do for their skill and perseverance," you reply firmly, closing the door of the tailor's shop.
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Twenty-Seventh Day of the Tenth Month 293 AC
Ser Richard takes the news that you had fought in his absence again with a sigh and to judge from the not-quite inaudible grumbling a renewed conviction not to trust any spell as keeper of unvarnished truth. By contrast Malarys reacts with very deliberate calm, the mark of a trained investigator receiving a new lead, needing to set aside certain theories and alter others. Only the slight tightness around his eyes hints at the fact that he might be looking forward to interrogating your prisoner, but he agrees that it would be wiser to try and find out just what you had captured before unsealing the ember prison.
Thus the mage-lanterns are doused, the flames in the fireplace doused, and before the cold ashes you call forth the Orphne Lord, a king no more, but still master of shadows.
Twelve minutes expire past the chine of the twelfth hour of the night when he steps in, his dark gaze fixed from the start onto the tiny amber prison. "Where did you obtain that, Your Grace?" he asks, an odd mingling of disgust and what might almost be pity in his tone.
Though impatient for answers yourself you recount what little you know and the most likely of your guesses.
The former Orphne King listens intently, speaking not a word until your tale had run its course. "It was fortunate that you were not tricked into raising one of the Nameless into lordship, for I have little doubt that is what he sought. Ill it would have been then for mortals and spirits both."
"Nameless?" you ask. How does a Fey lose their name that they so jealously guard? you wonder.
"The existence of the Nameless is in the roots of all magic, but like most things so buried it does not easily come to light," he replies softly. "Consider, Your Grace, what would happen if you were to build a door so cunningly enchanted that it would be opened only by a single key, no other power great or small... and then you broke the key beyond all power to restore."
"The door would open," you answer at once, for on this the lessons of eldest dreams and the magecraft of Valyria are in accordance. "No spell is beyond breaking, no power in magic absolute."
"Precisely, no spell, no binding, no oath," the Lord of the Dark Fey continues, the words scarce more than a whisper. "Mortals oft call us sly or even wicked for fulfilling our word to the letter, though not to what you imagine its spirit to be. Were they to know the consequences of managing to simply break it they would not be so quick to judge. To deny our oaths is to deny our Name and most often our lives also, but magic is a fickle thing. Once in a great while, for what is already the height of madness, one of the Fey kindred will lose his name but not his power. Where once such a one could not break his word he would then be compelled to speak only lies, and great would be their skill in the telling, with with word, with spell, even the cold bones would lie. No honest love could they confess, no sincere fellowship enter. If a Fey spirit could be thought damned than it is they for certain."
Silence falls heavy upon the chamber and lingers uncomfortably in the shadowed hall. You had expected a hint that 'Dewchaser' might serve the Court of Stars, not an accounting of this Fey... malady. Still, whatever else the Sprite was he had presented an insidious danger. "How common is this denial of self and Name?"
"I am not a mortal of the Iron Bank to give out numbers sharp enough to cut like steel," the Fey Lord replies. "What I can say is that in all my years of existence this is only the second Nameless I have seen."
What do you do next?
[] Ask more questions of the Fey Lord
-[] Write in
[] Interrogate the prisoner
-[] Write in
[] Write in
OOC: Well here we are, half the answer to how our friend the Sprite managed his tricks.
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@DragonParadox, doesn't Rina know all about Corlys Waters? We took her with us to Braavos once, and we straight-up showed her the Drowned Rat and our old room.
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Well this is embarrassing. I managed to forget a development in my own story. Editing....
egoo
Totally Not Creating Problems Where None Existed
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I think we can interrogate it with Miracle'd Brain Spider?
Can't check the spell's limitations on my shoddy internet at the moment tho'.
Malarys is still on this task, yes, @DragonParadox?
@everyone, I think we should have him try set up a meeting for us now, while we are busy questioning.
We are on a bit of a timer before the Fey Lord "surely becomes an enemy" as per Melisande's Divination.
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So a mind numbing disaster by fae standards. The kind of thing grown up Fey tell little fey children about to scare them into behaving.
Honestly I don't even want the template. Useful powers aside it will likely render whatever we could put it on so broken as to be useless.
Honestly I don't even want the template. Useful powers aside it will likely render whatever we could put it on so broken as to be useless.
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Right, straight to the larder it goes once this comes to an end. Cannot trust it, cannot force it to make oaths like other fey, any magic but straight up Miracle to ensure its behaviour would be suspect (meaning we'd have a backstabbing thing tied to us virtually everywhere if recruited), already tried trickery, showed hate and to fuck up a city. Would even be leery for anything to subsume or be grafted with such - feels like it'd induce soul corruption.
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He is yes.
egoo
Totally Not Creating Problems Where None Existed
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Pretty much this, yes.
To Yss he goes. This thing is nearing a dangerous cancerous trashold, the one Daemons indicate at as "fuck tis shit, it is actively destroying reality around it".
...Huh.
I honestly forgot about Sseth, and he might just be behind this, after not having been seen or heard of for a while after Tor getting killed.
Jack vile Ripper
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Yeah, this little shit is the sort of thing where if you were to give so much as an inch, it'll take your entire arm, body, name and will dance around you before making a cat string out of your soul.
Give it to the Old Gods or Yss.
As far as the Orphne Lord knows one does not need a god to make the Nameless, they are just a natural consequence of the malleable nature of reality. Only the Void is absolute.
ryuan
From Zero to Hero!
Still, if Sseth would gain power as Yss gain his due to being the later shadow, how long does it take for him to actually come back every time we kill it?
Also, man, now that's a big problem we will need to deal in the future. Thankfully Yss is way ahead the curve compared with worst snek.
Also, man, now that's a big problem we will need to deal in the future. Thankfully Yss is way ahead the curve compared with worst snek.
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Now that's exxagerating.
He is, for all we know, a trickster, not a reality-destroying monster.
He killed a pig for the fake shrine, not a human.
We have no idea, so far, what he has actually done on that market, he might be behind the murders, or not.
Now I agree with Nickan that he is too inherently untrustworthy to keep around, despite any potential usefulness, but you shouldn't make existential or moral arguments quite yet.
All this said as a player by the way, I'm only responsible for the mechanical build not the character.
That being said the update yesterday evening and the wild speculations where very entertaining.
My personal bet would have been that the Fire Fey was the Projection and the real Dewchaser stood behind Viserys the entire time, but it seems his trickery ran only 2 layers deep, not 3.