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

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Not gonna lie : I think that this plan is stupid as hell and will only make an enemy of this man.
I voted for it anyway though, because it looks like fun.
 
TalonofAnathrax said:
Not gonna lie : I think that this plan is stupid as hell and will only make an enemy of this man.
I voted for it anyway though, because it looks like fun.
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I think we are at about the point where we cannot intimidate wavering nobles into compliance. And he doesn't strike me as the type to be bought. He does however strike me as the type not to throw away the lives of his men and subjects away on a fruitless endeavor, though.
 
DragonParadox said:
The Lord of the Tides turns his gaze uneasily towards her for a moment. You can almost see the wheels turning behind pale lilac eyes. In the end however she chooses to address you once again asking if you have some means to "go wherever you please in the span of an instant."
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Huh. I didn't know Monford was trans. Hopefully that will make her more accepting of Valaena's lifestyle!
 
DragonParadox said:
Ser Richard looks like he is barely biting his tongue at the response, but he needn't have worried. Lord Chyttering's expression turns thunderous. "Boy do you think that when the Dragon comes he's going to send his knights at you one at a time, that his Essosi soldiers will be lining up for you to have a go at them?"

The young squire looks at his shoes and whispers so softly you barely catch it "Does it even matter?"

"What did you say?" the lord snaps, pressing on with the faintly surreal conversation to be having right in front of your veiled gaze .

"I heard told he has dragons and can turn into one besides," Balman had obviously decided he might as well go through with it now, his voice firmer. "Knights can't fight a dragon on the wing no matter how many of them you have, they just burn."
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Excellent. Their inevitable defeat has sunken in already.
 
Well one thing to be said about the squire, he's not stupid.

A knight is a knight and he can beat peasants left and right, but a Dragon's a bit much to deal with when all you have is a sharp piece of metal that it could just use as a toothpick after it got done eating you alive.
 
Trickster314 said:
Hmm, looks like Chyttering's a witcher? We should ask for some tips on monster hunting for our baby adventurers. :V

[X] Crake
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Kit him out with gear and potions, give him Mithril and Valyrian Steel blades, the works. :V

But in all seriousness I hope he's actually a usable PC. It'd be great for our PR if the Westerosi lords could actually start joining our PCs in monster hunting so they could see first-hand just how swamped in supernatural problems the continent really is.
 
So are we trying to flip him, or just give the guy a heart attack so we can manage his successor?

This kind of stuff is going to give rise to a whole new generation of proverbs

"Speak of the Dragon and he shall appear"
"He's a real lord in monks clothing that one"
"Hope for the best, prepare for the Targaryens"
" the gods help those who help the dragons"
and so on.

Seriously though, we should probably try and stay genre savvy and avoid super villain moves. One of the fun things about Viserys is how he looks so much like a bad guy despite not really being one. It'd suck to go down like one by monologuing, let our enemies attack us over and over again until they find something that works due to how "impossible" we think we are to defeat, or something like that.
 
BronzeTongue said:
Seriously though, we should probably try and stay genre savvy and avoid super villain moves. One of the fun things about Viserys is how he looks so much like a bad guy despite not really being one. It'd suck to go down like one by monologuing, let our enemies attack us over and over again until they find something that works due to how "impossible" we think we are to defeat, or something like that.
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But that's what One-Liners is for. That way, we could still technically talk whilst burning our enemies to a crisp nine-times to hell and back.
 
BronzeTongue said:
So are we trying to flip him, or just give the guy a heart attack so we can manage his successor?

This kind of stuff is going to give rise to a whole new generation of proverbs

"Speak of the Dragon and he shall appear"
"He's a real lord in monks clothing that one"
"Hope for the best, prepare for the Targaryens"
" the gods help those who help the dragons"
and so on.

Seriously though, we should probably try and stay genre savvy and avoid super villain moves. One of the fun things about Viserys is how he looks so much like a bad guy despite not really being one. It'd suck to go down like one by monologuing, let our enemies attack us over and over again until they find something that works due to how "impossible" we think we are to defeat, or something like that.
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We have a very good chance of flipping him.

He is acutely aware of how fucked he is if he has to fight us, his patron in Jon Arryn just died and Cersei and Robert haven't been making themselves all that appealing lately, and we're about to explain why we're not a total monster.

Even if he thinks we're a villain, that's okay, so long as we're a villain he can work with. He'll come around in time.
 
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Adhoc vote count started by DragonParadox on Sep 19, 2019 at 10:39 AM, finished with 24 posts and 14 votes.
  • [X] "A thousand pardons to you, my Lord. I did not mean to pay overmuch attention to your conversation, but I wouldn't be a very adroit purveyor if I did not see a more obvious opening than that."
    -[X] "From what I could gather, you are looking for ward against harm greater than common steel might grant, no?"
    --[X] Draw the conversation towards the Dragon King's army in the east, more than his legion, his darkenbeast riders, his alchemical weapons and tinctures, mages capable of breaking up a wedge of cavalry on the charge or in greater concentrations battering formations of soldiers to ruins, or steam cannons capable of sinking a ship with a well placed shot or smashing down reinforced fortifications.
    ---[X] Try to draw him gradually to private quarters, with either just himself or trusted advisers at worst, before coming to the fulcrum of your visit.
    ----[X] "How would you contend with these dangers? How could you stop these methods to empower and raise the strength of his forces on the ground or at sea, or place more of his Legion in the air itself? How, when that does not even broach the subject everyone has been wondering, would one stop dragons on the wing in earnest?"
    -----[X] Reveal your presence. "You do not."
    -------[X] Wave down the threat of violence. "Come now, my Lord, if I wanted to do great violence, I have proven myself beyond reproach in honoring guest right and peace flags. I would have attacked in the courtyard at the earliest."
    --------[X] "I have come to deliver unto you what I have to the people of Westeros this past month: An alternative, my rationale, and reason."
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Part MMMLXVIII: Of Making War and Keeping Peace
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    • Of Making War and Keeping Peace​

    Twenty-Ninth Day of the Tenth Month 293 AC

    "A thousand pardons to you, my lord. I did not mean to pay overmuch attention to your conversation, but I wouldn't be a very adroit purveyor if I did not see a more obvious opening than that," you begin, bowing at the waist as suits your assumed guise of a merchant from the east. "From what I could gather you are looking for ward against harm greater than common steel might grant, no?"

    "Aye, I am that. I suppose you'll be claiming to be have just the thing for sale?" Lord Chyttering looks you up and down suspiciously. Is he searching for a clue that you might serve powers to the east or the west? you wonder. Certainly you would not put it past Tywin Lannister to send spies to test the loyalty of Crownlander lords, particularly those who had been looking towards Jon Arryn for leadership and now have no voice at court. "Keeping your wares in your pockets, are you?"

    No, just my cloak, the sly thought rises almost to your lips. Perhaps I have been spending too much time around Fey. "'Tis a poor trader who rattles his wares for all to see as soon as he lays eyes on another," you reply, careful not to say directly that you are a trader.

    "Definitely too long spent around the Fey," Varys interjects, prompting an inward smile even as you continue to the lord: "If nothing else I have news to share if you would hear it."

    "From the east or just from a magic parchment you found tucked under a tavern's bench?" the lord asks bluntly. "I'll warn you now, there have been three this month trying to sell me that and my patience was spent by the second."

    And did you read those words inked in magic, my lord? you wonder. You had meant them mostly for the smallfolk, of course, but a wise lord would not ignore even the words of an enemy, be it only to better prepare themselves for war. "I do not sell my word," you say simply, allowing the silence to linger just enough that he might remember it when the time of masks is done. "Though I must admit I would not mind being out of this sun." Though your vague motion encompasses the bright morning sun it also marks the armsmen and the kitchen maid that just cut through the yard on some errand.

    "Hmph," the snort is more thoughtful than dismissive. "You've a bold enough tongue to have heard something of note. Come with me." When he notices your mother following he adds a touch awkwardly, "We are going to the armory, not the solar. Perhaps it is best that you go up to the keep." It's clear he does not quite know how to treat her, not wanting to seem either too welcoming nor ill-tempered.

    Thankfully for him your mother accepts gracefully, sparing him any rhetorical balancing act to guess her rank.

    As you cross the field you begin your account of your own armies, keeping nothing back of what a curious traveler would know. From the Legions armed in steel plate, to the alchemical tinctures that could heal as easily as kill, and the Darkenbeasts on the wing, named for how their flights darkened the light of day with their passage. By the time you are inside the armory proper, thankfully empty besides the two full suites of plate standing as hollow guardians of white and gold of the Chyttering banner, you are recounting the results of the steam launcher firing.

    "...no, my lord, I have never seen them moved, only defending the approaches to Sorcerer's Deep, but I saw no reason why they could not be placed on ships like a ballista or catapults, and they strike father than either weapon could hope do guided by sorcery," you conclude. Again you allow the silence to stretch out. There's a draft somewhere and you can hear chainmail clinking. "How would you contend with these dangers? How could you stop these methods to empower and raise the strength of his forces on the ground or at sea, or place more of his Legion in the air itself? How, when that does not even broach the subject everyone has been wondering, would one stop dragons on the wing in earnest?"

    Dark eyes open in shock and the beginnings of anger that a merchant would speak to him so, but before he can speak you allow your glamour to fade away. "You do not," you finish firmly, holding his gaze.

    He reaches for his sword, but though his fingers are white upon the hilt he does not draw it. "What is the meaning of this... this... mummery?"

    "Come now, my lord, have I not proven myself beyond reproach in honoring guest right and peace flags? Had I meant you harm would I not have done it already? Even the secrecy serves you, whatever the answer you give."

    "An answer to what?" he grinds out. Beneath the anger there is worry, though not the disbelief you had been concerned you would see there.

    Though your purpose is surely known you reply just the same: "I have come to deliver unto you what I have to the people of Westeros this past month—an alternative and my reasons for it."

    "And what reasons would those be? Kneel or burn? A fine bargain to give to Essosi slaver takers, but I remember..." The anger goes out of the statement as he trails off, not from fear you think, but courtesy catching up to his anger.

    "My father," you finish the sentence just the same. "I do not remember as much as I should from those days for I was a child then, but I have learned much of his reign since and none of it is anything I would ever inflict upon the realm."

    "If you will not take His Grace's word on the matter, then there is another with us who knew King Aerys' court best, and she knows the court in the Deep no less," Ser Richard speaks up unexpectedly.

    Lord Talbert's eyes widen in understanding. "So it's true then, that she returned from the dead." You almost expect a question about the manner of her return, but none comes. Instead he simply sighs. "Tell me of this alternative of yours."

    What do you reply?

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    OOC: Oddly enough this was the first time in a long time I rolled an intimidate check for Viserys.
     
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    • I find it telling that immediately after we finished the "dab on his pride" vote and Viserys returned to QM control, he immediately became less hostile.
     
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