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The Many
Born of accursed Brine and the dreadful will of a stillborn Elder Brain that had found itself in the care of a most unfortunate dragon, the being that calls itself 'The Many' has proven to be the only Ilithidae to date to accept not only equitable peace but an alliance with non-Deep One life. Whether this is because the swarm of tiny purple worms can feast on ordinary fish spiced with memories painlessly harvested from those who wish to be rid of them, or simply because it has not been indoctrinated to view other sapient life merely as food, no one can say for certain, though those who have availed themselves of its services report that it seems to value memories for their own sake not merely as sustenance. Xor is hopeful that the colony may become a more involved member of the society of Sorcerer's Deep as it grows and matures.

6 Wizard Shakle
Young: N/A
Rate of Reproduction: N/2d8/month
Time to Breeding Age: 1 month

1x Flame-Spawned Sprite

Released from her service by a Fire Muse of the Cinder Court, this sprite is but the smallest ember to that dread inferno, yet from such small beginnings might the greatest wars or deepest treachery be born. Her mistress was most careful not to say anything that could be construed as directly disloyal to Ymeri, but she implied much, not least in leaving Quick-Kindle behind, a silken thread to draw at just the right moment. Uncommonly clever and somewhat ambitious in her own right, she will likely do well for herself in your realm in the meantime.

86x Pegasi (67 Adults; 19 Foals)
Born of the surging tides of magic that washed over the North, the graceful winged steeds have taken for themselves the name Pegasus after a steed of ancient Dothraki legend that was said to 'ride like the wind'. The name was like as not adopted not for their own sake, for they were content in their high peaks to know each other without names but for the others with which they share the world, for they have learned even in this brief a time that men are more likely to grant respect to beings with a name, and a tale behind it, than merely to 'winged horses'. For those willing to treat them with the full respect they deserve, Pegasi prove boon companions, their swift wings bearing one over peril, and magic-touched eyes able to glimpse arcane perils.

1x Mirror Serpent
The mirror serpent, for there is only one in the realm courtesy of Maelor's adventures in the City of Brass, seems to occupy an odd middle ground between construct and living being. It heals from wounds and with the passing years it grows coil upon shimmering coin, but in its veins runs not blood of any common sort but quicksilver. Of glass and silver are its scales and shimmering sapphires its eyes. As far as Makhzi is able to recall, mirror serpents have no means to reproduce naturally, nor has it ever encountered another of its kind. It seems wholly unconcerned as to the matter, more curious to learn the ways of Yss than ponder the whys and hows of its own existence.
Here's an edited version of these info entires, DP.
 
What about the basket of kittens? :( I assume each of our young female charges including Dany now have personal psychic cuddle kitten to spoil?

They are in mystical subjects. I just forgot to copy their text over

8x Dweomercat Cubs

Weather born of the timeless eddies of the Eternal Furnace or wrought at the whim of some strange power Dweomercats are so named for their peculiar relationship with the arcane. The Valyrians claimed that 'all magic is fire', speaking of their kinship to dragons and the dragon blood but to look upon these tiny fierce felines one might have one more cause to think them right. Beings as much composed of sculpted arcane eddies as of flesh and blood, these capricious felines flourish along the intangible ley lines of their home realm, drinking in its weird powers as a plant thrives on light. Yet even more potent than their thirst for magic and the euphoria they draw from being in proximity to the reshaping of reality is dweomercats' racial curiosity.
 
They are in mystical subjects. I just forgot to copy their text over

8x Dweomercat Cubs

Whether born of the timeless eddies of the Eternal Furnace or wrought at the whim of some strange power, Dweomercats are so named for their peculiar relationship with the arcane. The Valyrians claimed that 'all magic is fire', speaking of their kinship to dragons and the dragon blood which flowed in their veins, but to look upon these tiny yet fierce felines one might have one more cause to think them right. Beings as much composed of sculpted arcane energies as of flesh and blood, these capricious felines flourish along the intangible ley lines of their home realm, drinking in its weird powers as a plant thrives on light. Yet even more potent than their thirst for magic and the euphoria they draw from being in proximity to the reshaping of reality, is the Dweomercats' racial curiosity.
A few more edits, DP.
 
Good night guys, I was not as efficient as I might have hoped I'd be these last few hours but at least the mystical subjects tab is mostly up to date. I just need to put in the mind dragons and then start on the vassals.

In update news tomorrow well see genie wars and further adventures in the City of Brass.
 
Good night guys, I was not as efficient as I might have hoped I'd be these last few hours but at least the mystical subjects tab is mostly up to date. I just need to put in the mind dragons and then start on the vassals.

In update news tomorrow well see genie wars and further adventures in the City of Brass.
If you want to just add a link to the Mind Dragon page, it would be one less thing you have to keep up with. I've been making them for all of our significant Forge creations.
 
Solution:
Get Foxes.

Energy and body shape of a canine, movement abilities and shenanigans of a feline.

Total fuckuperry on every level imaginable.

... but so fucking cute, tho.

Aww, that's so cool. He even built walkway shelves for the fox.

Here, have a pic of Luna and Sunny being cute.
 
This is very much a matter of personal interpretation where it comes to canon, but in ASWAH I had the Royces keep their faith along with their Heart Tree.

Er.. DP, you're contradicting yourself...

"No help is coming," Bloodraven spoke with grim finality. "The Battle of the Seven Stars has come and gone. Artys Aryn has slain Robar Royce last of the Bronze Kings. The Dowager Queen intends to open the gates to the invaders and take the Seven for herself and for her young son. Her only daughter will die a hostage unwed for refusing to abandon her gods.
 
Complete tangent, but gotta share...

I just saw a TV commercial advertising his current show where Bear Grylls used a bag of urine as a magnifying lens in order to start a camp fire. A bag of urine... o_O

Richard needs a MirrorVision program, maybe called The Swording Hour, where he gives tips on fighting inhuman monstrosities.

I still can't believe how hard they leaned into the piss memes, this man and his "reality shows" are going to be very strange artifacts of history.
 
I still can't believe how hard they leaned into the piss memes, this man and his "reality shows" are going to be very strange artifacts of history.
I'll never forget the time I saw him pick up an elephant turd the size of a soccer ball and squeeze the "juice" out of it while holding it over his head, directly into his mouth, as an example of how to survive without water in the African savanna. :jackiechan:
 
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TBF those examples of "how to survive in the middle of bumfuck nowhere" are for when you have no supplies and can't even improvise a crude filtration method.

As in, "Do this if you want to survive a plane crash/a buffalo stampede kills your entire tour group and you have to hump it across a thousand miles of wilderness".
 
I'll never forget the time I saw him pick up an elephant turd the size of a soccer ball and squeeze the "juice" out of it while holding it over his head, directly into his mouth, as an example of how to survive without water in the African savanna. :jackiechan:
For some reason I vividly remember an episode where he got hungry in the Rockies and nailed a rabbit with an improvised boomerang after a few hours of practice against a tree stump. I went and tried it immediately after but my aim was terrible.
 
For some reason I vividly remember an episode where he got hungry in the Rockies and nailed a rabbit with an improvised boomerang after a few hours of practice against a tree stump. I went and tried it immediately after but my aim was terrible.
Well, if my Duncan Macleod theory is correct, he's had four or five centuries to work on his ranged weapon proficiencies.
 
As in, "Do this if you want to survive a plane crash/a buffalo stampede kills your entire tour group and you have to hump it across a thousand miles of wilderness".
That's literally scrapping the very bottom of the barrel though, since humans can survive around two days without any water.
 
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