Scribe's Binding should absolutely work and even if the lies are so deep the Fey believes them we should still be able to see the truth with a check given the precedent set by Modify Memory etc. It does say "any alterations such as Modify Memory"
The important thing is to not get cocky with the reading, full buffs, scholars tree etc.
Adhoc vote count started by DragonParadox on Sep 16, 2019 at 2:29 PM, finished with 58 posts and 12 votes.
[X] Interrogate the prisoner, make sure the answers are verified until the full truth is wrung out of it -[X] What players in the Goblin Market is it aware of? We want factions, names, and known goals. --[X] Which is the main faction currently stymieing our efforts to bring the Goblin Market to heel? -[X] What supernatural plots is it currently aware of? -[X] What were its goals in fooling us? What was it planning? --[X] We want a list of everything it's been up to, every plot it's been behind, every plan it had for the future. -[X] Who does it work for, if anyone? --[X] We want to know everything about the boss if there happens to be one. -[X] Are there any other Nameless it is aware of? If so we want directions on their last location. --[X] Follow up by checking on all the supernatural creatures that it's aware of to see if it knows of any threats that we don't. -[X] Have Malarys, Rina and the Herald set up a meeting with the Hooded Lord as originally planned. You have the token-payments, you own the city, time to carefully renegotiate the rules.
[X] Ask more questions of the fey lord -[X] Ask him what he knows about the Hooded Lord, The Goblin Market, and the Fey that would organize around a Market, and how to deal with them. -[X] Ask if it's possible to get the truth out of a nameless by trickery, like in the riddles about ever lying guards, or if their curse would adapt even to that. -[X] Not as urgent, but we would appreciate if he could give us a written report about everything he knows about Dryads (we have a certain interest in beings bound to trees), and possible locations to find more seeds. (Tell him about Rhaella the Dryad if we haven't already)
[X] Have Malarys, Rina and the Herald set up a meeting with the Hooded Lord as originally planned. You have the token-payments, you own the city, time to carefully renegotiate the rules.
-[X] Meanwhile Viserys interrogates the prisoner because only he can reliably do so
--[X] Viserys Miracles Brainspider to find out what the hell he's been playing on the market
--[X] And what he knows about the other players on that field
--[X] And how he tricked our perception beyond the mind-reading (That was the weirdest part, but blocking Greater Arcane Sight and/or True Seeing was still weird)
-[X] Do it in the Snare and for another 10-minute interruption, fetch Dany and Lya to counterspell and further tricks the thing might have.
Securing the prisoner once he is out of his cage proves to be quite simple, the flat of Oathkeeper's blade smashing him from the air as soon as you dispel the prison of amber, an act from which you suspect Ser Richard derives some satisfaction after weeks of chasing shadows and being tangled in Fey plots. Among the Nameless' possessions you are surprised to find a grimoire small enough to fit in the palm of one's hand bound in silk and gold and shimmering with faint but persistent magic, curious but careful of any tricks you take the book away from its master before leafing through it, your gaze as sharp as sorcery can make it. You find more than a dozen serpentine warding seals that would have ensnared a careless reader scattered on seemingly random pages, but also two dozens spells from the First Circle to the Seventh, mostly of illusion and enchantment meant to deceive or sow discord among one's foes.
Beyond his spells your foe also carries a True Silver crossbow that would seem like a child's toy, barely more weighty than a mosquito's sting were it not for the deadly Fey-concocted poison imprinted into each bolt, particularly when turned to the task of 'giant-slaying'. You wonder if Moonsong would appreciate it or if it would be better served as a deadly surprise in Glyra's hands. Tyene would certainly be interested in the enchantment once she returns from Yi Ti in a few days, though likely no more than that.
Gained Disproportionate Sting
Description: Bound in delicate Fey characters too small to see without a jeweler's lens, this weapon is a masterwork of enchantment and alchemy both, able to conjure lethal toxins all the more potent the more the wielder is outmatched.
Ability: This +2 Tiny Mithril Hand Crossbow magically poisons one bolt fired, afterwards its enchantment takes 1d2 rounds to restock the poison. The Poison is similar to Black Marsh Spider Poison, but the save increases by +2 for each size-category the target is larger than Diminutive (DC 20 for Medium).
By far the most restrictive and surely the most unique enchantment you find, however, is the ring upon your prisoner's right hand. Forged not only for one of the Fey, but for a particular breed of Fey, the magics of the ring allow the bearer to cast illusions of titanic scope so long as they hold their will over their form, though as you have found a touch can dispel the form that is mostly empty air.
Gained Ring of Atomie-Perception
Description: Carved from simple polished wood, the appearance of this tiny ring shifts from stone to steel, gold to jade and obsidian with every moment other than when it is serving its purpose of granting others the purpose of seeing an Atomie as they seem themselves, whether a boast or hidden truth depending on whom one asks, and who is wearing the ring.
Ability: This ring grants all watchers the marvelous ability to perceive an Atomie in his full glory, not the tiny image most foolish mortals perceive. Whenever the Atomie casts Disguise Self he can choose his new appearance regardless of size, allowing him to appear as large as a human or even a giant or ancient dragon. This does not alter the other limitation of the spell and anyone touching the area the illusion covers will quickly notice an illusion.
The remainder of the enchantments you find are solid works of Fey-craft all, with neither curse nor trickery to them, and thankfully charmed to take on a greater size. Worth adding to the armory certainly but nothing to concern yourself overmuch with... unlike that most difficult to claim prize, your foe's secrets.
Anklets of Translocation
Ring of Untarnished Glory +4
Cloak of Resistance +4
Nothing short of miracles or wishcraft will reveal the true thoughts of a Nameless Fey, the Orphne Lord had said. Thankfully that is now within your reach. With a final nod to Ser Richard and Dany you steel yourself against whatever you may find within and speak the words of power to find truth among an endless lie.
Three truths you find without even seeking, bright as a lighthouse's fire on a clear night—the fey's name had truly been Dewchaser once long ago and so he wished to be every waking moment, the lie bittersweet upon his lips. He had arranged the troubled rumors and accusations in the bazaar seeking to use your agents to slay and replace the Hooded Lord whose agents hunted him as an abomination, and last of all more than spite or anger he had wished to become a Fey Lord out of a desperate sense of loneliness that bubbled just beneath the smiling mask with which the Name... no, Dewchaser could almost fool himself.
Even should his face be oblivion by Yss' power he deserves to be thought of by that name no matter whatever metaphysical weight it might have lost. You can certainly admire the sheer determination by which he became a mage of the Seventh Circle, and you can almost sympathize with the desire to make others like himself who while unable to be sincere with each other would at least have the kinship of shared experience between them. That fragile thread of sympathy aside you also recognize how insane it is, both in the unlikelihood of managing to spread the liar's curse and the calamity he would cause should he somehow manage it. The thought of an entire court or troupe so afflicted sends a shiver down your spine.
Like a swimmer coming up for cold water you emerge from Dewchaser's mind only to dive back in, another spell upon your lips. Soon you discover that your prisoner had nothing to do with the murders of Fey, merely coopting them in his campaign of whispers. Surprisingly he suspects the work of mortals armed with cold iron, using fire to cover their tracks, not Ymeri's agents, for the first among them is a deadly Muse beautiful as she is dreadful to behold, but also more inclined to use the cover of the market to send out eyes and ears into Lys than act directly against your rule for she knows herself outmatched in sheer power.
Of the agents of the Court of Stars your prisoner unfortunately knows nothing, though likely because, unlike with Ymeri's servants whom he had set up as scapegoats, he had no interest to look for them. Under other circumstances you might almost be inclined to set anger aside and try to bargain for his services. However, even were you so inclined, there is no way to trust someone incapable to act in sincerity. Could you reverse his condition? you wonder. Give him a new name, a new tale? A question interesting enough to keep him a prisoner for now if nothing else.
***
It is well into the afternoon when Rina and Malarys arrive back with news from the market. The Hooded Lord would see you and up to two other companions in a place of your choosing. 'One must stand in mortal realms to discuss mortal affairs,' his envoy had said to Malarys, advice the magelord had not particularly cared for to judge from his faintly annoyed expression, or perhaps it was simply being left to converse with the underling at all. "I suspect asking you to choose the place is some sort of test, Your Grace, of what I could not guess," he recounts dryly. "Even when not infected with soul-deep curses, the Fey are not the most... predictable of beings."
"I think he might just want to know with whom you surround yourself with and whom you trust at your back at need," Rina hazards a guess.
Where do you call the meeting and whom do you bring?
[] Write in
OOC: Now that you have been in his head I can give you guys Dewchaser's class, he's a straight Arcanist 14.
Three truths you find without even seeking, bright as a lighthouse's fire on a clear night: the fey's name had truly been Dewchaser once long ago and so he wished to be every waking moment, the lie bittersweet upon his lips. He had arranged the troubled rumors and accusations in the bazaar seeking to use your agents to slay and replace the Hooden Lord whose agents hunted him as an abomination, and last of all more than spite or anger he had wished to become a fey lord out of a desperate sense of loneliness that bubbled just beneath the smiling mask with which the Name... no, Dewchaser could almost fool himself.
Even should his fate be oblivion by Yss' power he deserves to be thought of by that name no matter whatever metaphysical weight it might have lost. You can certainly admire the sheer determination by which he became a mage of the Seventh Circle and you can almost sympathize with the desire to make others like himself who while unable to be sincere with each other would at least have the kinship of shared experience between them. That fragile thread of sympathy aside you also recognize how insane it is, both in the unlikelihood of managing to spread the liar's curse and the calamity he would cause should he somehow manage it. The thought of an entire court or troupe so afflicted sends a shiver down your spine.
The short answer is 'yes they are practically immortal'. The long answer is thus:
Viserys is a dragon, thus even wtihtout potential mythic immortality his lifespan is measured in millennia
No one is quite sure what Dany's natural lifespan is she is a unique type of native outsider
Lya can just keep making bodies as they wear out so so is effectively immortal right now
Ser Richard is mythic so probably heading towards immortality of some kind, even though he may not even realize it now
Rina is slowly becoming a fey
On a less personal note as seen with members of the Windward Society reincarnation can grant those approaching the end of their natural lifespans another life
Not quite. Miracle can only make people immortal though imitating reincarnation unless you want to drop 10.000 XP on trying to hand out a template or something which may or may not work since miracle and wishcraft is the quick and dirty way to do such things.
You guys are going to have to vote to look for that, since as the defining moment that made him what he is that memory is protected even from Miracle to the point where there would be rolls involved.
The short answer is 'yes they are practically immortal'. The long answer is thus:
Viserys is a dragon, thus even wtihtout potential mythic immortality his lifespan is measured in millennia
No one is quite sure what Dany's natural lifespan is she is a unique type of native outsider
Lya can just keep making bodies as they wear out so so is effectively immortal right now
Ser Richard is mythic so probably heading towards immortality of some kind, even though he may not even realize it now
Rina is slowly becoming a fey
On a less personal note as seen with members of the Windward Society reincarnation can grant those approaching the end of their natural lifespans another life
Yeah but there must be some kind of limit otherwise life just seems kind of endless and hedonistic.\
Some kind of soul rot as their souls are brought back bodies eventually breaking down. some manner in which death even becomes matter of fact for a god.
Immortal doesn't mean invincible. Natural lifespans aren't something we worry about, but we have problems like Fiends, Deep Ones, the Void, etc. Any of those could easily kill us if we're unlucky.
Securing the prisoner once he is out of his cage proves to be quite simple, the flat of Oathkeeper's blade smashing him from the air as soon as you dispel the prison of amber, an act from which you suspect Ser Richard derives some satisfaction after weeks of chasing shadows and being tangled in fey plots. You are surprised to find among the Nameless' possessions a grimoire small enough to fit in the palm of one's hand, bound in silk and gold and shimmering with faint but persistent magic. Curious but careful of any tricks, you take the book away from its master before leafing through it, your gaze as sharp as sorcery can make it. You find more than a dozen serpentine warding seals that would have ensnared a careless reader scattered on seemingly random pages, but also two dozens spells from the First Circle to the Seventh, mostly of illusion and enchantment meant to deceive or sow discord among one's foes.
Beyond his spells, your foe also carries a true silver crossbow that would seem like a child's toy, barely more weighty than a mosquito's sting were it not for the deadly fey concocted poison imprinted into each bolt, particularly when turned to the task of 'giant-slaying'. You wonder if Moonsong would appreciate it, or if it would be better served as a deadly surprise in Glyra's hands. Tyene would certainly be interested in the enchantment once she returns from Yi Ti in a few days, though likely no more than that.
Gained Disproportionate Sting
Description: Bound in delicate fey characters too small to see without a jeweler's lens, this weapon is a masterwork of enchantment and alchemy both, able to conjure lethal toxins all the more potent the more the wielder is outmatched.
Ability: This +2 Tiny Hand Crossbow magically poisons one bolt fired, afterwards its enchantment takes 1d2 rounds to restock the poison. The Poison is similar to Black Marsh Spider Poison, but the save increases by +2 for each size-category the target is larger than Diminutive (DC 20 for Medium).
By far the most restrictive and surely the most unique enchantment you find, however, is the ring upon your prisoner's right hand. Forged not only for one of the fey, but for a particular breed of fey, the magics of the ring allow the bearer to cast illusions of titanic scope so long as they technically disguise their form, though as you have found a touch can dispel the form that is mostly empty air.
Gained Ring of Atomie-Perception
Description: Carved from simple polished wood, the appearance of this tiny ring shifts from stone to steel, gold to jade, and obsidian with every moment other than when it is serving its purpose of granting others the purpose of seeing an atomie as they seem themselves, whether a boast or hidden truth depending on whom one asks, and who is wearing the ring
Ability: This ring grants all watchers the marvelous ability to perceive an atomie in his full glory, not the tiny image most foolish mortals perceive. Whenever the atomie casts Disguise Self he can choose his new appearance regardless of size, allowing him to appear as large as a human or even a giant or ancient dragon. This does not alter the other limitation of the spell and anyone touching the area the illusion covers will quickly notice an illusion.
The remainder of the enchantments you find are all solid works of fey-craft, with neither curse nor trickery to them, and thankfully charmed to take on a greater size. Worth adding to the armory certainly but nothing to concern yourself overmuch with... unlike that most difficult to claim prize, your foe's secrets.
Anklets of Translocation
Ring of Untarnished Glory +4
Cloak of Resistance +4
Nothing short of miracles or wishcraft will reveal the true thoughts of a Nameless fey, the Orphne Lord had said. Thankfully, such feats of magic are now within your reach. With a final nod to Ser Richard and Dany, you steel yourself against whatever you may find within and speak the words of power to find truth among an endless lie.
Three truths you find without even seeking, bright as a lighthouse's fire on a clear night: the fey's name had once truly been Dewchaser long ago, and so he wished to be every waking moment, the lie bittersweet upon his lips. He had arranged the troubled rumors and accusations in the bazaar, seeking to use your agents to slay and replace the Hooden Lord, whose agents hunted him as an abomination. And last of all, more than spite or anger, he had wished to become a fey lord out of a desperate sense of loneliness that bubbled just beneath the smiling mask with which the Name... no, Dewchaser could almost fool himself.
Even should his fate be oblivion by Yss' power, he deserved to be thought of by that name no matter what metaphysical weight it might have lost. You can certainly admire the sheer determination by which he became a mage of the Seventh Circle, and you can almost sympathize with the desire to make others like himself, who while unable to be sincere with each other would at least have the kinship of shared experience between them. That fragile thread of sympathy aside, you also recognize how insane it is, both in the unlikelihood of managing to spread the liar's curse and the calamity he would cause should he somehow manage it. The thought of an entire court or troupe so afflicted sends a shiver down your spine.
Like a swimmer coming up for fresh air, you emerge from Dewchaser's mind only to dive back in, another spell upon your lips. Soon you discover that your prisoner had nothing to do with the murders of fey, merely co-opting them in his campaign of whispers. Surprisingly, he suspects the work of mortals armed with cold iron, using fire to cover their tracks, not Ymeri's agents, for the first among them is a deadly muse beautiful as she is dreadful to behold, but also more inclined to use the cover of the market to send out eyes and ears into Lys rather than act directly against your rule, for she knows herself outmatched in sheer power.
Of the agents of the Court of Stars, your prisoner unfortunately knows nothing, though likely because, unlike with Ymeri's servants whom he had set up as scapegoats, he had no interest to look for them. Under other circumstances you might almost be inclined to set anger aside and try to bargain for his services. Even were you so inclined, however, there is no way to trust someone incapable of acting in sincerity. Could you reverse his condition? you wonder, give him a new name, a new tale? A question interesting enough to keep him a prisoner for now, if nothing else.
***
It is well into the afternoon when Rina and Malarys arrive back with news from the market, the Hooded Lord would see you and up to two other companions in a place of your choosing. 'One must stand in mortal realms to discuss mortal affairs', his envoy had said to Malarys. Advice the magelord had not particularly cared for to judge from his faintly annoyed expression, or perhaps it was simply being left to converse with the underling at all. "I suspect asking you to choose the place is some sort of test, Your Grace, of what I could not guess," he recounts dryly. "Even when not infected with soul-deep curses, the fey are not the most... predictable of beings."
"I think he might just want to know with whom you surround yourself with and whom you trust at your back at need," Rina hazards a guess.
Where do you call the meeting and whom do you bring?
[] Write in
OOC: Now that you have been in his head I can give you guys Dewchaser's class, he's a straight Arcanist 14.
Here's an edited version of the chapter, @DragonParadox.
Yeah but there must be some kind of limit otherwise life just seems kind of endless and hedonistic.\
Some kind of soul rot as their souls are brought back bodies eventually breaking down. some manner in which death even becomes matter of fact for a god.
He's been around for an almost inconceivably long time and he has not had any soul rot issues. Hunger yes in the lean times but no inevitable decay. Seeking the inevitable death of all things is what the Void is about.
It reveals the same as the creature doing the detecting as long as the Inveigler does not know it's being watched. However it can also consciously choose to appear whatever form it's projecting.
He's been around for an almost inconceivably long time and he has not had any soul rot issues. Hunger yes in the lean times but no inevitable decay. Seeking the inevitable death of all things is what the Void is about.
It reveals the same as the creature doing the detecting as long as the Inveigler does not know it's being watched. However it can also consciously choose to appear whatever form it's projecting.
He's been around for an almost inconceivably long time and he has not had any soul rot issues. Hunger yes in the lean times but no inevitable decay. Seeking the inevitable death of all things is what the Void is about.
It reveals the same as the creature doing the detecting as long as the Inveigler does not know it's being watched. However it can also consciously choose to appear whatever form it's projecting.
Good to know because that's not how the vanilla template works.
If the inveigler is aware of the attempt, it can cause the magic to reveal any alignment it chooses.
Doesn't say anything about choosing it's form, also it needs to be aware of the attempt, not just the fact people are in front of it.
Varys' Mindsight also should have revealed it as a Dragon now that I think about it, and that counts as a separate attempt I can't see how it could be aware of.
Don't get me wrong, I loved the intrigue but I want to know the rules we are playing by so we can do it on our end.
Good to know because that's not how the vanilla template works.
If the inveigler is aware of the attempt, it can cause the magic to reveal any alignment it chooses.
Doesn't say anything about choosing it's form, also it needs to be aware of the attempt, not just the fact people are in front of it.
Varys' Mindsight also should have revealed it as a Dragon now that I think about it, and that counts as a separate attempt I can't see how it could be aware of.
Don't get me wrong, I loved the intrigue but I want to know the rules we are playing by so we can do it on our end.