Crake
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Thing is, is a 5th or even 6th level one able to meet the criteria? It's 12 score in Diplomacy, or... forget how many in Instructor, to contribute to the rolls.
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Thing is, is a 5th or even 6th level one able to meet the criteria? It's 12 score in Diplomacy, or... forget how many in Instructor, to contribute to the rolls.
Crake
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If I have the explanation here, right @egoo, the teachers and their quality determines the slant we get.
Manpower determines higher average progress, because there's more students, therefore there is more progress, because there's more rolls done.
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Thank god for that fact. I mostly imagine our Wizards and Mages (whatever the distinction is) dying by the droves because some retard has managed to flub the spell he wanted and pulled himself and half of the army to the Far Realm.
(Basically, Warhammer Mages)
On an unrelated note, I just read upon some FanFic that has Master Chief landing in Westeros where he fight in the Dance of the Dragons.
Back then, the gullible me thought: 'The Dance is considered to be the greatest tragedy in Targaryen History, yes? Surely that's impossible. There's NO way a single House could nearly un-done Westeros'
And then I read upon it.
And then I read the ASOIAF wiki about it.
*inhales*
There's... absolutely... NO WAY... in any tongues, men, Angelic, Pit-Spawn, or Draconic that could describe the utter STUPIDITY and PETTINESS that is the Dance.
Holy shit... no wonder Viserys broods about this extensively then and still now.
Fucking Targaryens and their irresponsible misuse of Dragons. Ugh....
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Leshy would be Old God Clerics and they have the Magic Domain. So would that help at all?
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@egoo, this is for you too:
There are several rolls involved in the process, and simply being level 5 allows you to contribute to one of them (it means the base "how many new magelings?" roll gets one extra d10). Therefore it's better to have a level 5 teacher than no teacher at all.
Having Diplomacy/Profession:Teacher or more HD adds a flat bonus to that D10, which can quickly get significant (1d10+4 is a lot better than 1d10, for example). It also means you weigh more in the "what kind of classes do these magelings have" part. But basically even a level 5 mageling with no useful skills is better than nothing, because he allows an extra d10 to be rolled if the Scholarum hasn't already reached the Province's Manpower Cap.
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I mean if teachers are a problem I could keep looking for mass producible casters. I mean I have stopped but I am sure I can fine something else.
Crake
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Vancian Magic is more reliable than Warhammer Magic. Which is basically like peeling back the skein of reality directly adjacent to a Hell Dimension and hoping only the magic you want comes through, but even that magic is random to a degree. I mean, no one casting is the same as any other, it's just the mage being skilled enough to take any amount they get and doing something useful with it in something approximating a formula, but even that can be useless as there's a degree of randomness that you can't avoid, just like a skilled and powerful psyker in 40K might just get a mishap and die instantly because fuck you perils of the warp.
Vancian magic, you either have it, or you don't, or a deity was involved or a zone of wild magic, which is rare enough to be a non-factor.
Crake
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Re: Dance
The conflux of stupid, petty monstrous people born in that time period is nothing less than the perfect storm of mischance and maximum ego.
Exactly the worst people at the worst time were in the worst place possible, adding up to a FUBAR civil war and then regency.
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Can we make some Hero-Killer creatures? I really want to use that template. At least for the war...and against anyone who is stupid enough to fight us.
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Aye, I'm still nursing a headache about that (possibly due to 2 days worth of no-sleeping).
And after knowing that, I'm gonna try my utter damnest to make sure we won't be half as cruel and HALF AS STUPID as they are.
Thank god we have people like you, Duesal, egoo, Talon, etc to keep reigning him in.
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Much as I'd love to claim responsibility for keeping Viserys on straight and narrow...
Pssssht, nah.
If anything, I'm closer to his Red!Draconic instincts.
I'm just efficient about it.
Rather, it's DP who wrote Viserys as a relatively sensible, thinking person with a certain set of moral values and certain goals that evolved throughout the story.
I.e. a regular-ish person of his age before the shitshow that canon took on him after arriving in Braavos.
Notice, "thinking" and "relatively sensible".
Yes, that is already more than can be said of the most participants of the Dance.
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Viserys is THE REASON why the Dance happened the way it did.
And Criston.... MOTHERFUCKING Criston Cole.
Fucking, why should a kin slaying another kin on the basis of arrogance?
Fucking Viserys though...
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I like to imagine that as we are cursing out the idiots of the Blacks and the Greens Viserys is also doing the same in his head while talking to this undead guy.
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Much as I'd love to claim responsibility for keeping Viserys on straight and narrow...
Pssssht, nah.
If anything, I'm closer to his Red!Draconic instincts.
I'm just efficient about it.
Rather, it's DP who wrote Viserys as a relatively sensible, thinking person with a certain set of moral values and certain goals that evolved throughout the story.
I.e. a regular-ish person of his age before the shitshow that canon took on him after arriving in Braavos.
A'www, don't be too hard on yourself, bud! You rage makes Viserys a much likable character. Besides where would we be without you? Mary-Sue territory that's for sure. And NOBODY likes reading a Mary Sue.
(Assuming that DP would ever do something so sacrilegious as THAT)
To elaborate on this, DnD magic is best compared to what Warhammer Dwarves do with runes, than to what Warhammer Wizards do with the winds.
There's a base of understanding there, you work with it in set patterns and so long as you stick to that everything happens as intended, with a degree of randomness that's already accounted for. Wizards basically do the same thing as runesmiths, only without implements, just working with the formulas in their head. Sorcerers are sort of weird in that they also cast the same formulas, but aren't using them consciously. And divine casters with patrons offload computing to a god.
Crake
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When is Viserys not cussing up a storm about these people???
I just assumed he was always using new curse words to describe the ire he feels about a civil war over a century ago.
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There's a reason Daenerys speaks AbyssalWhen is Viserys not cussing up a storm about these people???
I just assumed he was always using new curse words to describe the ire he feels about a civil war over a century ago.
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In fairness Viserys is pretty stable here, just that he's a perfectionist.
i still laugh when I think about Viserys' IC reaction to Nettles wanting to resurrect Daemon just being: "Hell no."When is Viserys not cussing up a storm about these people???
I just assumed he was always using new curse words to describe the ire he feels about a civil war over a century ago.
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Crake
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"Not just no, but Hell no. And there's two more than when you were alive to consign him to."
"But--"
"No."
"Yeah, okay... that's fair. For what it's worth, he'd say the same."
"I know."
Interlude in beta.
Interlude DCIII: Guardians Upon the Shore
Guardians Upon the Shore
Seventh Day of the Eleventh Month 293 AC
Armor creaked and gravel crunched underfoot as Ser Kennos of Kayce breathed in the cold night air. The arcane metal didn't even smell like iron, nary a hint of rust, even the polish smelled of fresh spring herbs more than the faintly rancid oils even the most dutiful of knights had to learn to ignore eventually. Then Lady Leila tapped him on the shoulder, giving him some kind of magic blessing that made the air around him ripple with subtle sorcery, and then another that rang like a clarion call in his mind before doing the same for Ser Roger.
"I wish we had some sort of veiling magic," the other knight groused as he hefted his great mace gleaming black in the moonlight. How he was planning to sneak up on anything with that great man-killer of a weapon only the Lord of Light knew.
"It's unlikely we could creep up unseen on one of the Deep Ones with only the simplest of veils, and if you would wish for the greater ones than you might as well wish for a Companion to kill that thing," Wisdom Weaver replied as she closed her eyes to summon her own strange magics.
"Well, I for one do not wish for a Companion," the little blue Dragon-Fey said. "They would steal all the glory, and I can go proper unseen just fine, see?" With these words she vanished again from sight.
"No, I don't," Kennos chuckled. There was something strangely comfortable about an ally who approached the prospect of battle with the same carefree curiosity she gave the idea of morning tea.
With these last words the two knights nodded at each other and stepped past to the edge of the boulder they had been hiding behind, pebbles tumbling down the slope to the shore from there passing.
"For the Dragon!" the two Westerlanders shouted, their war cries drowning out the the monster as it spoke and even the sound of the sea behind him as the captain cried out in shock and fear, trying to scramble for the boarding axe at his side.
The thing made no sound, nor was there any fear upon its hideous bronze visage. Instead, Kennos heard it slithering into his mind like black maggots. "And here I thought I would have to look for my meal tonight. My thanks for the sacrifice of giving yourselves to me." The most horrifying part of those words, enough to pass even through the haze of battle, was that they did not feel like a threat or some black jest, it felt sincere.
Thunder roared around the thing as Lady Leila loosed her magic, but it stood unmoved like a rock in a gale, a bolt of boiling fire splashed against it, but it slid off with not a single scorch mark. Lord of Light give me strength to carry the torch given to me, Kennos prayed silently and he felt the will of R'hllor fill him with more strength than any spell. Golden light raced up the edge of his sword as he raised it to strike the misshapen head from the thing's shoulders, but in an almost lazy motion the Deep One waved one of its swords and the air around it twisted unnaturally, turning the blow aside as hungry black flames kindled upon his other blade, a brand torn free from hell's own heart.
But as the Deep One's eyes were fixed on Kennos' sword Roger's mace thundered down upon the creature's arm, bruising unnaturally soft flesh and the stolen bone beneath it. There was no pain in its dreadful 'voice', only a sort of cold glee. "I see you have brought her... good."
A formless grey hole seemed to open in the air behind the monster and it began to fall backwards. It was going after Jeyne, Kennos realized. Ser Roger's hammer smashed down again with more desperation that skill, turned aside by magic, but this time Kennos' fury would not be turned aside. Valyrian Steel bit through the twisted magic and into the flesh of the monster's shoulder, ending the spell before it had been fully cast. To add insult to injury the Fey Dragon's chirping filled the air and the black fire blade slipped from the foe's grip, with a little help from Lady Leila do judge from the lurch in Kennos' stomach that heralded fate unwound.
Alas that the other sword was no less deadly, the bronze slipping through the joints of Kennos' armor with impossible swiftness and speed. It was like fighting Ser Lonmouth, a small panicked voice in the back of his mind noted. No, if you were fighting Ser Lonmouth you would be dead already, another part of him added in a rather unhelpful counterpoint to add to agony under his arm. Why was everything getting blurry?
Poison or some curse on the sword, the knight realized grimly, wondering if he was about to meet R'hllor so soon after finding his faith. Then another bolt of magic arced overhead and the monster's head caught fire, bronze boiling upon it, a smell like charred fish filling the air.
"You presume... much... little... toy." Rage black as the ocean's depths filled the Deep One's words as it began to motion again to work its far-striding magic.
Then the black hammer of Ser Roger Reyne smashed into the side of its head, making the soft bronze ring like a bell and the foe crumple to a heap.
OOC: Since I know you guys are going to ask everyone besides Leila, who just got a level on her last important fight, levels up from this. That was a 10th level Illithid Psychic Warrior. It had very good odds of grabbing Jeyne and running off with her, or even killing one of the knights if it had both swords and the power it invested into the attack, before a Grease spell got in the way.
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Too bad, would have been nice to bookify. Oh well, interrogate the skull.
Let's hope the guy knows some places Deep Ones fear to tread. Or atleast basic knowledge on some of their new forces. If nothing else it should know the general appearance or calling orders for the local plants.
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