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

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TalonofAnathrax said:
It's really huge though. It's longer than large, but it's still very large. It holds an awful lot of people!
It needs a tiny Dragon next to it for scale :D
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It still looks like the proportions are wrong, being too long seems like it'd be horrible for maneuvers. And they're not even the proportions of a regular ship from ASoIaF, so IC they'd be just as weird as the aerodynamic shapes.
 
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Interlude DCXVII: Joy Shared Thousandfold
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    • Joy Shared Thousandfold ​

    Eleventh Day of the Eleventh Month 293 AC

    The ship was too massive to feel the impossible whirling of planar travel, but the mirrored surface of the bridge allowed one to see it as never before, colors for which there were no names in the tongues of men crawled across the walls like primeval serpents from a time before form and substance had been separated, then almost too quick for the eye to follow all flowed to silvered waters under Palixna's vigilant gaze. Below them the City of Splendid Waves was laid out like a sculpture of crystal, ivory and delicate coral lacework, not as precious perhaps as the gem-studded towers of the Opaline Vault where gold flowed like water nor as soaring and free as Armun Kelisk upon its thousand isles, but filled with all manner of bright and colorful life, and new folk just waiting to meet them all.

    Well... perhaps not all, Dany admitted to herself looking at how Sam had started to turn a little green around the gills from the sight, likely because being underwater felt more real to him than being up in the air.

    "This..." he gulped. "This goes on forever and ever in every direction, right?"

    "Yes, but then the sky back home might as well go on forever upwards too," Lya pointed out gently.

    "That's not... er, the air runs out if you go high enough," the young Tarly heir replied almost instinctively, seeming to find his metaphorical footing in the explanation, probably what Lya had intended to begin with.

    Before she could answer in turn, Captain Moonsong interjected: "Luckily this ship can go up there too. Never fear, we'll find out if there were any cities on the moon too."

    Kyla giggled, not realizing how deadly serious the Fey was. It would be no small thing for the tale of her being to be the first living thing to set foot on the moon, resonating with her very name. A thought for another time. Dany shook herself. Too many days in the laboratory always did this to her, where she would start picking everything apart, as though all the world were a tapestry filled with loose threads. How Lya managed snap between the two so quickly she would never know. Then again, even Lya would not have much use for the skill from now on, able to divide her attention between bodies as she pleased.

    "Sweetling," her mother's voice her called her back from her mental wanderings, holding a polished wooden box filled with pastes and powders in ever color of the rainbow, ocher and saffron, copper-green and cobalt-blue as well as others for which there were names only in the tongues of genies, or dragons. "I remembered you saying you had trouble working out the precise colors of the runes in your... project, so I got you this. Maybe once you are done you can use to to do some painting..."

    "I would love to do some painting, mother," Dany replied, feeling a wide smile pull at the corners of her mouth. It was clear that she would like Dany to take more time away from her work, whether it was learning to play an instrument, going to the theater, spending a day at court or now painting, but just a clear was that her mother did not wish her to stop. That she understood how important those studies were. "Thank you."

    Xor was next to offer her a gift, bobbing cheerfully forward with a small slip of parchment floating in his wake. Reading quickly the princess realized it was a contract purchased in the name of Daena Waters by which theater owners from all across the realm obligated themselves to keep a seat open for her as long as she gave them a day's notice, ensuring that she would always have a chance to see every new play without having to show herself in her true identity and risk being more of a focus than the stage. Someone less thoughtful than Xor would have just made some blanket renting of seats, he had the gold for it after all, but the spectator would not condone the waste of so many seats sitting empty anymore than Dany would.

    After she had untangled herself from the pleasant but always somewhat careful process of hugging Xor in his true form Viserys approached her again, this time holding in his hand not a sword but a picture depicting them and their whole family and friends, etched in imperishable true silver wrought of sorcery and colored by vivid tones of an enduring pigment.

    "This is lovely..." Dany said touching the cool metal, feeling the hum of magic against her fingers. Even should magic fade as it had of old this would endure down the ages, the somber thought intruded unbidden upon her mind but she summarily banished whence it came. This is my ninth nameday, not a time to consider what my nine hundredth might be like. "Another gift? Aren't you worried I'll be spoiled?"

    "You, spoiled? Never," her brother proclaimed, eyes dancing with mirth. "In fact, I'm so not worried that I'm giving you this..." With that his cloak flowed around his shoulders to deposit on the steel floor a deep polished wooden chest carved with seals of purification filled to the brim with...

    "Chocolate!" Dany exclaimed happily. Well, that settled what she was eating for the next month or so. It's not like she needed to eat anything else, or anything at all really.

    As though reading her mind, though of course he could not really do it anymore than she could do it to him, Viserys warned with a smile: "Don't eat it all at once, I made sure you wouldn't have the excuse." Looking around carefully, eyes lingering on the wide-eyed Samwell and the somewhat more careful but no less impressed Walda, he added with mock sadness: "Of course, that doesn't stop you from sharing it quickly enough that it has to be refilled again."

    Share she did, of course, and if the chest did not empty by the time the day was out it was not from lack of trying.

    OOC: And with that we conclude the nameday. I hope you guys enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it.
     
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    • CHROME - Crake, Abhishek M, MTB, 065tdsa,
    Nautilus - Canute, TalonofAnathrax, Acolyte, das_slash
    BftJ - (TalonofAnathrax, MTB)
    Red and Black - Absylon Quilby


    A tie between Chrome and Nautilus still, for the future of all Dauntless-class ships' style.
    Am barely holding off voting myself :V
     
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    Ah, I said if it's a tie I'll switch to Chrome. But switching to make it a tie is fine too! Hehehe more filunnthat way. But maybe I should back out of this one too? Like Goldfishband Egoo? Nautilus was my idea.

    9 out of 10. Not chocolate fountains.
     
    To give my thoughts on the whole picture thing, I'm perfectly fine without a canon image of the Dauntless, that way everyone can imagine them as works best for them. That's one of the reasons I often try to describe the feel of a place more often than the details. That siad if you guys want a picture vote I'm fine with that too.
     
    @egoo, I don't have any problem with the current image we are using for the Moonchaser. It's sleek without being too science-fictional, and I'm still not sure what got the chrome debate started. The Moonchaser can be pretty much any color or apparent texture the captain wants it to be, chrome, matte black, or even pink and purple polka dotted.

    Or black and red with the Targaryen three-headed Dragon displayed prominently across the hull.
     
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    @egoo, I don't have any problem with the current image we are using for the Moonchaser. It's sleek without being too science-fictional, and I'm still not sure what got the chrome debate started. The Moonchaser can be pretty much any color or apparent texture the captain wants it to be, chrome, matte black, or even pink and purple polka dotted.

    Or black and red with the Targaryen three-headed Dragon displayed prominently across the hull.
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    That's not the Moonchaser that is debated, but the next level - Dauntless-class.
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    To give my thoughts on the whole picture thing, I'm perfectly fine without a canon image of the Dauntless, that way everyone can imagine them as works best for them. That's one of the reasons I often try to describe the feel of a place more often than the details. That siad if you guys want a picture vote I'm fine with that too.
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    Honestly, currently I'm running off OCD fumes.
    every other ship we have has a picture and Dauntless-class doesn't.
    That makes me angery.
    :mad:

    Doing some extremely rough magick with Nautilus, making it less "needle-like and prone to breaking". Seems a bit better to me now, but gimmie some moar time ya'll.
     
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    Joy Shared Thousandfold ​

    Eleventh Day of the Eleventh Month 293 AC

    The ship was too massive to feel the impossible whirling of planar travel, but the mirrored surface of the bridge allowed one to see it as never before, colors for which there were no names in the tongues of men crawled across the walls like primeval serpents from a time before form and substance had been separated, then almost too quick for the eye to follow all flowed to silvered waters under Palixna's vigilant gaze. Below them the City of Splendid Waves was laid out like a sculpture of crystal, ivory and delicate coral lacework, not as precious perhaps as the gem-studded towers of the Opaline Vault where gold flowed like water nor as soaring and free as Armun Kelisk upon its thousand isles, but filled with all manner of bright and colorful life, and new folk just waiting to meet them all.

    Well... perhaps not all, Dany admitted to herself looking at how Sam had started to turn a little green around the gills from the sight, likely because being underwater felt more real to him than being up in the air.

    "This..." he gulped. "This goes on forever and ever in every direction, right?"

    "Yes, but then the sky back home might as well go on forever upwards too," Lya pointed out gently.

    "That's not... er, the air runs out if you go high enough," the young Tarly heir replied almost instinctively, seeming to find his metaphorical footing in the explanation, probably what Lya had intended to begin with.

    Before she could answer in turn, Captain Moonsong interjected: "Luckily this ship can go up there too. Never fear, we'll find out if there were any cities on the moon too."

    Kyla giggled, not realizing how deadly serious the fey was. It would be no small thing for the tale of her being to be the first living thing to set foot on the moon, resonating with her very name. A thought for another time. Dany shook herself. Too many days in the laboratory always did this to her, where she would start picking everything apart, as though all the world were a tapestry filled with loose threads. How Lya managed snap between the two so quickly she would never know. Then again, even Lya would not have much use for the skill from now on, able to divide her attention between bodies as she pleased.

    "Sweetheart," her mother's voice her called her back from her mental wanderings, holding a polished wooden box filled with pastes and powders in ever color of the rainbow, ocher and saffron, copper-green and cobalt-blue as well as others for which there were names only in the tongues of genies, or dragons. "I remembered you saying you had trouble working out the precise colors of the runes in your... project, so I got you this. Maybe once you are done you can use to to do some painting..."

    "I would love to do some painting, mother," Dany replied, feeling a wide smile pull at the corners of her mouth. It was clear that she would like Dany to take more time away from her work, whether it was learning to play an instrument, going to the theater, spending a day at court or now painting, but just a clear was that her mother did not wish her to stop. That she understood how important those studies were. "Thank you."

    Xor was next to offer her a gift, bobbing cheerfully forward with a small slip of parchment floating in his wake. Reading quickly the princess realized it was a contract purchased in the name of Daena Waters by which theater owners from all across the realm obligated themselves to keep a seat open for her as long as she gave them a day's notice, ensuring that she would always have a chance to see every new play without having to show herself in her true identity and risk being more of a focus than the stage. Someone less thoughtful than Xor would have just made some blanket renting of seats, he had the gold for it after all, but the spectator would not condone the waste of so many seats sitting empty anymore than Dany would.

    After she had untangled herself from the pleasant but always somewhat careful process of hugging Xor in his true form Viserys approached her again, this time holding in his hand not a sword but a picture depicting them and their whole family and friends, etched in imperishable true silver wrought of sorcery and colored by vivid tones of an enduring pigment.

    "This is lovely..." Dany said touching the cool metal, feeling the hum of magic against her fingers. Even should magic fade as it had of old this would endure down the ages, the somber thought intruded unbidden upon her mind but she summarily banished whence it came. This is my ninth nameday, not a time to consider what my nine hundredth might be like. "Another gift? Aren't you worried I'll be spoiled?"

    "You spoiled, never," her brother proclaimed, eyes dancing with mirth. "In fact, I'm so not worried that I'm giving you this..." with that his cloak flowed around his shoulders to deposit on the steel floor a deep polished wooden chest carved with seals of purification filled to the brim with...

    "Chocolate!" Dany explained happily. Well, that settled what she waa eating for the next month or so. It's not like she needed to eat anything else, or anything at all really.

    As though reading her mind, though of course he could not really do it anymore than she could do it to him, Viserys warned with a smile: "Don't eat it all at once, I made sure you wouldn't have the excuse." Looking around carefully, eyes lingering on the wide-eyed Samwell and the somewhat more careful but no less impressed Walda, he added with mock sadness: "Of course, that doesn't stop you from sharing it quickly enough that it has to be refilled again."

    Share she did, of course, and if the chest did not empty by the time the day was out it was not from lack of trying.

    OOC: And with that we conclude the nameday. I hope you guys enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it.
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    This made me smile, DP. Very well done. :)
     
    DragonParadox said:
    To give my thoughts on the whole picture thing, I'm perfectly fine without a canon image of the Dauntless, that way everyone can imagine them as works best for them. That's one of the reasons I often try to describe the feel of a place more often than the details. That siad if you guys want a picture vote I'm fine with that too.
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    I'd be fine with no canon picture, personally.
     
    Well, and now I wasted an hour arguing for it and few minutes editing.
    Oh well can't be helped.
    I'm slapping all 3 choices there, then.
     
    @DragonParadox, given that the creation of the Mind Dragons is pretty special, can we have Viserys there when they wake up? I'd like to see it in person instead of getting a report about it and meeting them after the fact.

    Also do they just look like Huge Pseudodragons?
     
    Duesal said:
    @DragonParadox, given that the creation of the Mind Dragons is pretty special, can we have Viserys there when they wake up? I'd like to see it in person instead of getting a report about it and meeting them after the fact.

    Also do they just look like Huge Pseudodragons?
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    Sure, that makes perfect sense. That will not be until next month, it takes time to hatch dragons, even with magi-tech and divine support.
     
    You know for all its many MANY faults Final Fantasy does Magitech ships really well. At least in the artwork you know until Audi payed for product placement.
     
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    Part MMMCXXXIII: The Tides of Profit
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    • The Tides of Profit ​

    Thirteenth Day of the Eleventh Month 293 AC

    When you had left Relath in charge of the initial negotiations for the vast and varied goods you had carried with you to Vialesk, it had been meant more as a show of trust than in any expectations of grand deals. After all, you would have the time to look over the options and do some of your own negotiating before you entered into any binding deals. Perhaps the Dragon Lord of Tolos had sensed as much, for he seems to have taken it as a challenge.

    Scroll after scroll of ornately inked eel skin show profits high enough to make a merchant swoon from the rarefied air of success, enough so that you end up surreptitiously checking the law books Breath Taker had obligingly bought in your absence to ensure you are not unknowingly taking part in smuggling, but you find not even a hint of impropriety. It seems that even after the creation of the planar termini in the Endless Sky and the Dimwell Delving the fortunes of trade between the planes had ensured that only a trickle of trade from home had made it this far, enough to wet the appetite of the local markets for the strange and exotic goods but not near enough to sate it.

    Thus rather than altering deals you find yourself polishing them, moving a few numbers from one column to another, making sure each interested Trading House has samples of the goods they are not yet interested in buying in bulk, and taking advantage of the Moonchaser's gleaming presence to push one or two deals over the edge, mostly arcane reagents, though if any of them had anything to do with the ship's construction is was sheer coincidence.

    Sold/Spent
    • 1,500,000 IM of Trade Goods
    • 700,000 IM
    Gained
    • 3,450,000 IM of Trade Goods
    Net Profit
    • 1,250,000 IM

    The sheer volume of the trade ends up carrying your message louder than words alone ever could have. This is the market which Vialesk is denied by the depredations of the Deep Ones, the market in which the Shaitan and Djinn both have already begun to make headway in. Before your return you suspect many of the Trading Houses were considering sending aid to a resource rich, but weak backwater, having little more than the presence of Dragons to protect it, helped along no doubt by Relath's own prejudices in the matter. The presence of the Moonshaser has done more than increase the price of reagents from the Garden. You make no attempt to hide that she is the first of her kind, a testing-ground as much as an explorer... but neither do you hide that you intend to build many more to protect your trade as much as fight your enemies.

    By your second day back the invitations are already pouring in to discus all manner of mutually profitable arrangements. Of these three are most notable, first by the Star Admiral of the Splendid Armada, Vialesk's war fleet, showing interest in flesh-crafted warbeasts, secondly by the Grandmaster of the Silt Sifters Guild, the organization responsible for dealing with the city's refuse, interested in looking more into beasts with large large hardy stomachs than big mouths as the smiling messenger had put it and perhaps oddest of all, an envoy of the Brine Dragon Kalatrangor who is interested in examples of Efreeti enchantment you may have captured in battle, particularly any giants empowered with sorcery and willing to pay handsomely for them.

    What do you do next?

    [] Speak with the Star Admiral
    -[] Write in preliminary offer/presentation

    [] Speak with the Grandmaster
    -[] Write in preliminary offer/presentation

    [] Speak with the Dragon's Envoy
    -[] Write in preliminary offer/presentation

    [] Write in

    OOC: A lot of interesting background rolls this time around, not at least Relath rolling 18, 15 and 19 on the unmodified dice for trading.
     
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