Remove ads

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

Reader mode
Inserted tally
Adhoc vote count started by egoo on Sep 21, 2019 at 3:30 AM, finished with 74 posts and 10 votes.
  • [X] First Response, Then Plan
    -[X] "Edric, there are many answers woven into a single tapestry."
    -[X] "The Children and the Old Gods aren't any more wrong than Lucan Longfield and his Seven, yet neither are wholly the sole arbitrator of every man's fate the world over, nor my vassal Breath-Taker and his Ferryman who warded souls to their final rest since time immemorial, or Svitran, a priest of Yss who's memory and traditions stretches back since before man walked the world under the sun."
    -[X] "All of these Gods share the same sphere of being with each other, all of their servants hold hopes, dreams and fears, and for the most part, of those that I have invited into my realm, they all want the same thing."
    -[X] "To thrive and survive against the coming of night."
    -[X] "Your brother did a brave deed, and it was wholly his own will that it was done at all. The Gods can grant their powers to others, but it is to us to choose."
    --[X] There's no need to overplay your hand without cause. Before attempting to approach Lord Mallery yourself, grant a boon of enchantment and insight to make Edric's words land more surely and the same boon of fearlessness Dany had granted to young Samwell so that he will not allow anyone, even his own Lord father, to cast doubt or aspersion to his account.
    -[X] (Viserys Boosts Edric with a Grand Destiny spell for a +4 Circumstance bonus, a Greater Heroism for a +4 Morale bonus, and a Moment of Greatness to boost the Morale bonus from +4 to +8 for one check, Chasing Perfection for +4 to all stats, and use his Quick Potion PosK to create pots of Honeyed Tongue (rerolls) and Focused Scrutiny (+10 to Sense Motive, +5 Diplomacy) for him to imbibe, alongside the standard Air of Nobility and Voice of the Dragon (+20 Diplomacy, +10 Sense Motive, +10 Bluff.)
    --[X] Then coach him telepathically to convince his father of his brother's heroism and bravery, how it was his intervention that even allowed the survival of either of his sons, and prevented an undead Kingswood Brotherhood from wreaking unholy vengeance upon a land ruled by a King who would likely be much less inclined than Aerys to allow Barristan the Bold a rematch with Simon Toyne, as he sure as hell didn't send help when the Point was being attacked by monsters, either.
    --[X] He had only overcome his fear when it came to light his brother had been abandoned by his own kin rather than accepted with open arms.
    --[X] Edric will know his father better than we would, and would not hold the suspicion of being a "Dread Sorcerer" hanging over his head either. Don't micromanage how he handles his father, but offer suggestions if you think he's overlooking something in the Lord's reactions.
    ---[X] Should this fail, arrange with Lady Mallery to meet with the Lord in secret. At this point, if, with skill and care his own heir cannot convince him to see sense even with all of your skill at rhetoric on his side, we needn't make provisions for his comfort, so if she wants to ambush her husband with us, let her. Surprise Dragons are the gift that keeps on giving.
Click to expand...
 
@Crake

Might want to be wary of buffing the kid too much, we're expected to be inhumanly good but they know their own flesh and blood isn't so eloquent.

Additionally we might ruin the child and the relationship with the parents, too much sense motive and an even heavier hit than Lord Velaryon took at being better than he ever was or ever will be.

A grown and independent lord of ancient lineage had a hard time keeping his life in perspective with less buffs than this kid is about to eat.

We'll be there to help ease the conversation along so I think we should buff him just enough he doesn't put his foot in his mouth and can tell the truth he wants to.

[X] Crake
 
Deliste said:
@Crake

Might want to be wary of buffing the kid too much, we're expected to be inhumanly good but they know their own flesh and blood isn't so eloquent.

Additionally we might ruin the child and the relationship with the parents, too much sense motive and an even heavier hit than Lord Velaryon took at being better than he ever was or ever will be.

A grown and independent lord of ancient lineage had a hard time keeping his life in perspective with less buffs than this kid is about to eat.

We'll be there to help ease the conversation along so I think we should buff him just enough he doesn't put his foot in his mouth and can tell the truth he wants to.

[X] Crake
Click to expand...
Click to shrink...
But is there such a thing a too many buffs? Wouldn't the surplus be repurposed towards making sure his parents don't notice a thing? Like if you were to speak to a gang of thieves while being extraordinarily eloquent, you would talk like them instead of using big words, because your intelligence and charisma can adapt to that.
Anyway, I really want to Flowers for Algernon someone, so might as well be him.
 
So I was rereading the conclave we messed with in Volantis and just realized...

When we get to having Dark Sister imbued with soul eating abilities, she'll glow like a lightsaber right?

Azor Ahai is said to have a sword of fire. Oathkeeper is a sword in fire.

We'll probably gain a Mythic Rank once we reveal Dark Sister's upgrade.
 
Inserted tally
Adhoc vote count started by Goldfish on Sep 21, 2019 at 5:30 AM, finished with 171 posts and 14 votes.
  • [X] First Response, Then Plan
    -[X] "Edric, there are many answers woven into a single tapestry."
    -[X] "The Children and the Old Gods aren't any more wrong than Lucan Longfield and his Seven, yet neither are wholly the sole arbitrator of every man's fate the world over, nor my vassal Breath-Taker and his Ferryman who warded souls to their final rest since time immemorial, or Svitran, a priest of Yss who's memory and traditions stretches back since before man walked the world under the sun."
    -[X] "All of these Gods share the same sphere of being with each other, all of their servants hold hopes, dreams and fears, and for the most part, of those that I have invited into my realm, they all want the same thing."
    -[X] "To thrive and survive against the coming of night."
    -[X] "Your brother did a brave deed, and it was wholly his own will that it was done at all. The Gods can grant their powers to others, but it is to us to choose."
    --[X] There's no need to overplay your hand without cause. Before attempting to approach Lord Mallery yourself, grant a boon of enchantment and insight to make Edric's words land more surely and the same boon of fearlessness Dany had granted to young Samwell so that he will not allow anyone, even his own Lord father, to cast doubt or aspersion to his account.
    -[X] (Viserys Boosts Edric with a Grand Destiny spell for a +4 Circumstance bonus, a Greater Heroism for a +4 Morale bonus, and a Moment of Greatness to boost the Morale bonus from +4 to +8 for one check, Chasing Perfection for +4 to all stats, and use his Quick Potion PosK to create pots of Honeyed Tongue (rerolls) and Focused Scrutiny (+10 to Sense Motive, +5 Diplomacy) for him to imbibe, alongside the standard Air of Nobility and Voice of the Dragon (+20 Diplomacy, +10 Sense Motive, +10 Bluff.)
    --[X] Then coach him telepathically to convince his father of his brother's heroism and bravery, how it was his intervention that even allowed the survival of either of his sons, and prevented an undead Kingswood Brotherhood from wreaking unholy vengeance upon a land ruled by a King who would likely be much less inclined than Aerys to allow Barristan the Bold a rematch with Simon Toyne, as he sure as hell didn't send help when the Point was being attacked by monsters, either.
    --[X] He had only overcome his fear when it came to light his brother had been abandoned by his own kin rather than accepted with open arms.
    --[X] Edric will know his father better than we would, and would not hold the suspicion of being a "Dread Sorcerer" hanging over his head either. Don't micromanage how he handles his father, but offer suggestions if you think he's overlooking something in the Lord's reactions.
    ---[X] Should this fail, arrange with Lady Mallery to meet with the Lord in secret. At this point, if, with skill and care his own heir cannot convince him to see sense even with all of your skill at rhetoric on his side, we needn't make provisions for his comfort, so if she wants to ambush her husband with us, let her. Surprise Dragons are the gift that keeps on giving.
Click to expand...
 
Takesis said:
So I was rereading the conclave we messed with in Volantis and just realized...

When we get to having Dark Sister imbued with soul eating abilities, she'll glow like a lightsaber right?

Azor Ahai is said to have a sword of fire. Oathkeeper is a sword in fire.

We'll probably gain a Mythic Rank once we reveal Dark Sister's upgrade.
Click to expand...
Click to shrink...
Not... really?
I mean, here's my artistic depiction:
But even the fluff text written up by Azel longst ago was more on "Frostmourne"-side, than being a lightsaber.
"Once a almost plain looking blade forged from dragonsteel, this ancestral blade of House Targaryen was remade by the flames of the Dragon King, it's magics rewoven by the Smith of Souls and blessed by gods of death. The slender blade is shaped in the Valyrian fashion and only a few blood red rubies adorn it's hilt. Only the runes inlaid into the blade in the white bone of fiends and monsters hint at it's true might. Though light and swift, it lays heavy in the hand and many who saw it drawn claim to have felt a deep dread settle into their bones, knowing in their very souls that this blade would cut deeper then mere flesh."
Click to expand...
Click to shrink...
 
TalonofAnathrax said:
That's basically a power trip though, isn't it? We're done ith making an effort and are mostly having fun.

On the other hand, we are empowering the kid with hidden blessings to accomplish our secretive God-related goals... I can't quite figure out if we're his fairy godmother or the BBEG of the first act.
Click to expand...
Click to shrink...
Are we actually going on a power trip? It's not like we treat actual threats lightly, we certainly did our best to plan it out, when we attacked the Court mage's apprentice.
 
Oh shit, we about go full Flowers for Algemon on this kid? Could any update be from his POV, @DragonParadox as such is hit with the full weight and breadth of experience that most career diplomats would envy? The whispers on the edge of awareness, urging for a thousand little details to be performed correctly?

That's pretty much the best (and worst!) introduction to magic one could have.
 
das_slash said:
But is there such a thing a too many buffs? Wouldn't the surplus be repurposed towards making sure his parents don't notice a thing? Like if you were to speak to a gang of thieves while being extraordinarily eloquent, you would talk like them instead of using big words, because your intelligence and charisma can adapt to that.
Anyway, I really want to Flowers for Algernon someone, so might as well be him.
Click to expand...
Click to shrink...
Maybe this should be our negotiating tactic for these minor lords. Just buff them up and let them reexamine their lives. Once they've recovered enough to speak, look right at them and say " congratulations, you're now around halfway to how I see the world all the time". Then dismiss the buffs one at a time to emphasize the drop back down to normal.:V
 
Nickan said:
Oh shit, we about go full Flowers for Algemon on this kid? Could any update be from his POV, @DragonParadox as such is hit with the full weight and breadth of experience that most career diplomats would envy? The whispers on the edge of awareness, urging for a thousand little details to be performed correctly?

That's pretty much the best (and worst!) introduction to magic one could have.
Click to expand...
Click to shrink...
No worries, brain melting is no longer a thing. Otherwise interrogations would be far easier.
 
Winning vote
Adhoc vote count started by Goldfish on Sep 21, 2019 at 5:30 AM, finished with 171 posts and 14 votes.
  • [X] First Response, Then Plan
    -[X] "Edric, there are many answers woven into a single tapestry."
    -[X] "The Children and the Old Gods aren't any more wrong than Lucan Longfield and his Seven, yet neither are wholly the sole arbitrator of every man's fate the world over, nor my vassal Breath-Taker and his Ferryman who warded souls to their final rest since time immemorial, or Svitran, a priest of Yss who's memory and traditions stretches back since before man walked the world under the sun."
    -[X] "All of these Gods share the same sphere of being with each other, all of their servants hold hopes, dreams and fears, and for the most part, of those that I have invited into my realm, they all want the same thing."
    -[X] "To thrive and survive against the coming of night."
    -[X] "Your brother did a brave deed, and it was wholly his own will that it was done at all. The Gods can grant their powers to others, but it is to us to choose."
    --[X] There's no need to overplay your hand without cause. Before attempting to approach Lord Mallery yourself, grant a boon of enchantment and insight to make Edric's words land more surely and the same boon of fearlessness Dany had granted to young Samwell so that he will not allow anyone, even his own Lord father, to cast doubt or aspersion to his account.
    -[X] (Viserys Boosts Edric with a Grand Destiny spell for a +4 Circumstance bonus, a Greater Heroism for a +4 Morale bonus, and a Moment of Greatness to boost the Morale bonus from +4 to +8 for one check, Chasing Perfection for +4 to all stats, and use his Quick Potion PosK to create pots of Honeyed Tongue (rerolls) and Focused Scrutiny (+10 to Sense Motive, +5 Diplomacy) for him to imbibe, alongside the standard Air of Nobility and Voice of the Dragon (+20 Diplomacy, +10 Sense Motive, +10 Bluff.)
    --[X] Then coach him telepathically to convince his father of his brother's heroism and bravery, how it was his intervention that even allowed the survival of either of his sons, and prevented an undead Kingswood Brotherhood from wreaking unholy vengeance upon a land ruled by a King who would likely be much less inclined than Aerys to allow Barristan the Bold a rematch with Simon Toyne, as he sure as hell didn't send help when the Point was being attacked by monsters, either.
    --[X] He had only overcome his fear when it came to light his brother had been abandoned by his own kin rather than accepted with open arms.
    --[X] Edric will know his father better than we would, and would not hold the suspicion of being a "Dread Sorcerer" hanging over his head either. Don't micromanage how he handles his father, but offer suggestions if you think he's overlooking something in the Lord's reactions.
    ---[X] Should this fail, arrange with Lady Mallery to meet with the Lord in secret. At this point, if, with skill and care his own heir cannot convince him to see sense even with all of your skill at rhetoric on his side, we needn't make provisions for his comfort, so if she wants to ambush her husband with us, let her. Surprise Dragons are the gift that keeps on giving.
Click to expand...
 
Last edited:
Remove ads
Part MMMLXXII: What Dawn Reveals
  • Threadmarks
    • What Dawn Reveals ​

    Twenty-Ninth Day of the Tenth Month 293 AC

    You wish you did not have to give this answer now. Not because you do not trust in it, but because you do not know how much of it Edric is willing to hear. He has already had his trust in his father shaken, and now you are to set the simple certainties of faith tumbling. "The Children and the Old Gods aren't any more wrong than Lucan Longfield and his Seven, yet neither are they sole arbitrator of every man's fate the world over, nor is my vassal Breath-Taker and his Ferryman who wards souls to their final rest since time immemorial, nor Svitran, a priest of Yss whose memory and traditions stretches back since before man walked the world under the sun."

    Thankfully, the answer you sense from him is not horror or denial, but almost overwhelming curiosity, as though some damn had been broken and questions might tumble one atop the other as fast as he can think them: "Who's the Ferryman? What's Yss? Do you mean the Children of the Forest? I heard you had some of them in Sorcerer's Deep. Do you mean that's true?" Edric blushes crimson. "I'm sorry... I did not mean to impugn upon your honesty."

    "Rest easy, Edric. I take no insult from honest surprise,"     you wave away the apology. "Alas that this is neither the time nor the place to explain all that these powers are, but I can tell a little of their ways at least." And so you do. You tell of Yss' unwavering fairness, the aid the Merling King brings to fishermen and those who dwell beneath the waves, of the Old Gods' long vigil over their faithful and all of Westeros. "All of these gods share the same sphere of being with one other. All of their servants hold hopes, dreams, and fears. For the most part, of those that I have invited into my realm, they all want the same thing, to thrive and survive against the coming of the Night."

    "Were they... were the Brotherhood part of that danger, part of the Night?"     the boy asks, the flash of insight surprising you. You had said nothing of wights and Others so as not to awaken old terrors.

    He is older than you were when Bloodraven told you... Such cleverness deserves a true answer, not a comforting lie: "No, that they were not. They only wanted to rest in peace, dreadful as the way they went about it may have been. Those who are driven under the banners of Night would seek the death of all that is."

    The boy nods solemnly, a fear confirmed better than the formless dread of the unknown.

    "Your brother did a brave deed, and it was wholly his own will that it was done at all," you finish simply. "The gods can grant their powers to others, but it is up to us to choose how to use said gifts."

    "That makes it... worse."     Were he speaking aloud you suspect the last word would catch in his throat. "Father might excuse a curse, a moment of weakness, but to choose to turn away from the light of the Seven..."

    "I would not be so certain of failure before you even make the attempt,"     you counter, a plan already coming to mind. Your own presence would only cause the embers of fear and suspicion to flare all the brighter, but words of persuasion from his son and heir, of trust after all this time, might yet move Lord Lothar Mallery.

    "Me?" the boy swallows, a faint inarticulate sound emerging from his throat. "I'm supposed to explain about snake gods and fish gods and..."

    "With a bit of magic help,"     you cut him off. A lot of help in fact, but it's not like young Edric has any ability to measure arcane skill and insight, and you do not wish to weigh him down under the knowledge of just how much you will empower him to speak, just in case his father should deny him even thus.

    ***​

    Thirtieth Day of the Tenth Month 293 AC

    In the grey light before dawn you place a hand on the young heir's shoulder and by magic grant him mantles of fate and heroism, then in small crystal bottles you pour dream-spun insight, the voices of Dragons and the grace of Dragonlords, and more besides. After the first Edric does not hesitate even a moment in drinking the swirling mist glittering in the morning light. After taking away the last bottle you flicker into sight one final time to offer an encouraging smile and then draw back slightly, waking the still sleeping Lord Mallery with a stab of nameless unease.

    "Father, we need to talk about Denys," the boy says calmly, the weariness of the last few days writ clear upon his face. "Not shout and argue, just talk."

    "There is nothing to..." Lord Mallery can't quite finish the denial while looking into his eldest son's clear gaze. "Alright, if you want to talk then do it from the beginning. Tell me what he... what the hell happened that day."

    "I suppose it was hell, with lightning instead of brimstone, but the damned were surely there..." Edric's second telling of the tale is much clearer than the first, and not just from the magic, you suspect, but finally having some answers to make sense of what he had seen. "He set them to rest, father," the words are low and fierce. "What would men without honor or mercy have done, set them back upon the world to avenge themselves?" he asks, cutting off any response his father could make. "Would the king have sent Barristan the Bold to kill Simon Toyne again? Would he have been in time to save us?"

    "You shouldn't have been there," Lord Lothar shakes his head, his greying mustache bristling. "It's not your fault, it's not Denys' fault. It's mine for letting you go unattended. But what's done is done. Your brother needs to learn how to deal with this... power of his. I can't..."

    "Why?" Edric asks simply. "He shouldn't have been set away in the first place... it was only my fear."

    The lord looks his son up and down for a long moment. "This is a bitter way to learn this lesson, but you must learn it just the same. Son, the Lannisters did not offer to help your brother from the kindness of their heart." A mirthless laugh passes his lips. "Tywin Lannister has a lump of gold where his heart aught to be. There's an unspoken promise there, like with any fostering. If I break that so soon the Old Lion will take it for an insult and likely make it his business to spread the news far and wide that Denys can... work magic." He stumbles slightly over the last words, but presses on just the same. "They likely won't just be true news, mind you. If he told them about setting the dead to rest, I would not be surprised if they will spread tales that he called the dead men from their graves." He sighs heavily.

    "Son, I made a mistake, a terrible mistake, I see that now, but I fear that if I call your brother back I will only make a worse one, like a man who tries to draw out a barbed arrow from a wound." The words hang painfully in the air, leaving Edric at an utter loss for words while he mentally begs for an answer.

    What do you reply?

    [] Write in

    OOC: The rolls were only middling, but the bonuses both magical and just from the familial relationship carried things through.
     
    Last edited:
  • Threadmarks
    • DragonParadox said:
    What Dawn Reveals ​

    Twenty-Ninth Day of the Tenth Month 293 AC

    You wish you did not have to give this answer now. Not because you do not trust in it, but because you do not know how much of it Edric is willing to hear. He has already had his trust in his father shaken, and now you are to set the simple certainties of faith tumbling. "The Children and the Old Gods aren't any more wrong than Lucan Longfield and his Seven, yet neither are the sole arbitrator of every man's fate the world over, nor my vassal Breath-Taker and his Ferryman who warded souls to their final rest since time immemorial, or Svitran, a priest of Yss who's memory and traditions stretches back since before man walked the world under the sun."

    Thankfully, the answer you sense from him is not horror or denial, but almost overwhelming curiosity, as though some damn had been broken that questions might tumble one atop the other as fast as he can think them: "Who's the Ferryman? What's Yss? Do you mean the Children of the Forest, I heard you had some of them in Sorcerer's Deep? Do you mean that's true?" Edric blushes crimson. "I'm sorry... I did not mean to impugn upon your honesty."

    "Rest easy, Edric. I take no insult from honest surprise," you wave away the apology. "Alas that this is neither the time nor the place to explain all that these powers are, but I can tell a little of their ways at least." And so you do. You tell of Yss' unwavering fairness, the aid the Merling king brings to fishermen and those who dwell beneath the waves, of the Old Gods' long vigil over their faithful and all of Westeros. "All of these Gods share the same sphere of being with one other. All of their servants hold hopes, dreams, and fears. For the most part, of those that I have invited into my realm, they all want the same thing, to thrive and survive against the coming of the night."

    "Were they... were the Brotherhood, part of that danger, part of the night?" the boy asks, the flash of insight surprising you. You had said nothing of wights and Others so as not to awaken old terrors.

    He is older than you were when Bloodraven told you... Such cleverness deserves a true answer, not a comforting lie: "No, that they were not. They only wanted to rest in peace, dreadful as the way they went about it may have been. Those who are driven under the banners of Night would seek the death of all that is."

    The boy nods solemnly, a fear confirmed better than the formless dread of the unknown.

    "Your brother did a brave deed, and it was wholly his own will that it was done at all," you finish simply. "The Gods can grant their powers to others, but it is to us to choose."

    "That makes it... worse." Were he speaking aloud you suspect the last word would catch in his throat. "Father might excuse a curse, a moment of weakness, but to choose to turn away from the light of the Seven..."

    "I would not be so certain of failure before you even make the attempt," you counter, a plan already coming to mind. Your own presence would only cause the embers of fear and suspicion to flare all the brighter, but words of persuasion from his son and heir, of trust after all this time, might yet move Lord Lothar Mallery.

    "Me?" the boy swallows, a faint inarticulate sound emerging from his throat. "I'm supposed to explain about snake gods and fish gods and..."

    "With a bit of magic help," you cut him off. A lot of help in fact, but it's not like young Edric has any ability to measure arcane skill and insight, and you do not wish to weigh him down under the knowledge of just how much you will empower him to speak, just in case his father should deny him even thus.

    ***​

    In the grey light before dawn, you place a hand on the young heir's shoulder and by spell grant him mantles of fate and heroism and then in small crystal bottles you pour dream-spun insight, the voices of dragons and the dragon lords, and more besides. After the first, Edric does not hesitate even a moment in drinking the swirling mist glittering in the morning light. After taking away the last bottle you flicker into sight one final time to offer an encouraging smile and then draw back slightly, waking the still sleeping Lord Mallery with a stab of nameless unease.

    "Father, we need to talk about Denys," the boy says calmly, the weariness of the last few days writ clear upon his face. "Not shout and argue, just talk."

    "There is nothing to..." Lord Mallery can't quite finish the denial looking into his eldest son's clear gaze. "Alright, if you want to talk then to it from the beginning, tell me what he... what the hell happened that day."

    "I suppose it was hell, with lightning instead of brimstone, but the damned were surely there..." Edric's second telling of the tale is much clearer than the first, and not just from the magic, you suspect, but finally having some answers to make sense of what he had seen. "He set them to rest father," the words are low and fierce. "What would men without honor or mercy have done, set back upon the world to avenge themselves?" he asks, cutting off any response his father could make. "Would the king have sent Baristan the Bold to kill Simon Toyne again? Would he have been in time to save us?"

    "You shouldn't have been there," Lord Lothar shakes his head, his greying mustache bristling. "It's not your fault, it's not Denys' fault. It's mine for letting you go unattended. But what's done is done. Your brother needs to learn how to deal with this... power of his. I can't..."

    "Why?" Edric asks simply. "He shouldn't have been set away in the first place... it was only my fear."

    The lord looks his son up and down for a long moment. "This is a bitter way to learn this lesson, but you must learn it just the same. Son, the Lannisters did not offer to help your brother from the kindness of their heart." A mirthless laugh passes his lips. "Tywin Lannister has a lump of gold where his heart aught to be. There's an unspoken promise there, like with any fostering. If I break that so soon the Old Lion will take it for an insult and likely make it his business to spread the news far and wide that Denys can... work magic." He stumbles slightly over the last words, but presses on just the same. "They likely won't just be true news, mind you. If he told them about setting the dead to rest, I would not be surprised if they will spread tales that he called the dead men from their graves.

    "Son, I made a mistake, a terrible mistake I see that now, but I fear that if I call your brother back I will have only made a worse one, like a man who tries to draw out a barbed arrow back from the wound." The words hang painfully in the air, leaving Edric at an utter loss for words while he mentally begs for an answer.

    What do you reply?

    [] Write in

    OOC: The rolls were only middling, but the bonuses both magical and just from the familial relationship carried things through. Not yet edited.
    Click to expand...
    Click to shrink...
    Here's an edited version of the chapter, DP.
     
    Better that the barbed arrow is removed and the wound is cleansed and healed, rather than just being allowed to fester and rot.
     
    @Crake, I think we should just tell Edric to convey to his father that it may be in the Mallery family's favor for Lannister to spread rumors about Denys. How badly would the rumors really affect them, after all? A second son who works magic...big deal. Westeros is full of those now. We can suggest that Denys be sent North, where it is rumored the Manderly's of White Harbor are also training mages, and there is little love for Lannisters beyond the Neck. What's more, if the Lannisters deliberately set themselves as antagonistic toward the Mallerys, well should the worst happen and the Dragon Sorcerer come to Westeros, he might see them as allies of a sort.
     
    We've got several level ups to vote on, Xor and Rina among them. I'm starting to work on one for Rina right now and was wondering what ya'll thought of retraining her Craft Wondrous Item feat? Sure, it's potentially useful, but we have quite a few crafters now (never enough, though). Rina is too important and too powerful as a high level Companion to have her wasting time on crafting, IMO.
     
    Reader mode
    You must login or register to reply here.
    Remove ads
    Back
    Top