A Sword Without a Hilt: A Song of Ice and Fire/D&D 3.5 Crossover
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egoo
Totally Not Creating Problems Where None Existed
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(Translator's note: scenario means keikaku)
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Hey folks, might take a little while longer to catch up. Just had my phone stolen and the week's grocery money with it.
Scarily, someone sneaked in without making a sound, with every door and window apparently locked, took the phone and the money, and given they didn't touch the PC, likely a junkie who grabbed only what he could jump the walls with.
Fortunately, we are in the habit of sleeping with the doors to our rooms locked.
Things are a bit fucked up now.
Scarily, someone sneaked in without making a sound, with every door and window apparently locked, took the phone and the money, and given they didn't touch the PC, likely a junkie who grabbed only what he could jump the walls with.
Fortunately, we are in the habit of sleeping with the doors to our rooms locked.
Things are a bit fucked up now.
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- United States
Poor girl just had a Sealord moment.
Goldfish
Friendly Spider-Fish Abomination
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- Formerly of the Far Realm
Oh yeah, thanks for the reminder. They each learned five new spells this month. Gonna start putting together a list now.
One that Lya is definitely going to learn is Magic Army. Then she'll be able to start producing scrolls and single-use Magic Army charms, which will make our Legions much more effective without Viserys needing to be present to buff them.
BTW, you need to remove the X from your joke plan or the tally will be confused.
Crake
I AM THE STORM THAT IS APPROACHING
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Thanks.
Xor needs some higher level spells for sure. Given that he can learn Wizard spells, I get the focus on bard ones, in fact that's sensible since we don't really have higher level bards and scrolls for it probably aren't the most common, but still, lots of good spells he's missing out on.
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We really need to start sending Velen out for fights. He's one of the few stronger bards alongside Rhaella and Danar.
Goldfish
Friendly Spider-Fish Abomination
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Here's what I have for Lya and Xor, @Crake. There are other good choice, of course, and this is eight spells each rather than five, but I figured I could start making a list for next month, too. I've underlined the spells I place greatest priority on.
For Lya, a lot of these spells aren't necessarily ones she would prepare regularly. Instead, most of them are for crafting pruposes, primarily spell scrolls. We need to start stockpiling Magic Army, Energy Immunity, Mass Invisibility, Spell Turning, and Superior Invisibility scrolls.
I added Baleful Teleport to the list as well, as she needs to know it before she can start researching a Greater version of the spell which doesn't have a limit on the range a target is teleported.
Lya:
Xor:
As always, I'm open to further suggestions, ya'll.
For Lya, a lot of these spells aren't necessarily ones she would prepare regularly. Instead, most of them are for crafting pruposes, primarily spell scrolls. We need to start stockpiling Magic Army, Energy Immunity, Mass Invisibility, Spell Turning, and Superior Invisibility scrolls.
I added Baleful Teleport to the list as well, as she needs to know it before she can start researching a Greater version of the spell which doesn't have a limit on the range a target is teleported.
Lya:
- Baleful Teleport 6th
- Battlemagic Perception 3rd
- Energy Immunity 6th
- Magic Army 7th
- Mass Invisibility 7th
- Spell Turning 7th
- Stun Ray 7th
- Superior Invisibility 8th
Xor:
As always, I'm open to further suggestions, ya'll.
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I like everything on here. I especially like Spell Turning for Lya.
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Should I be concerned as to the usage of Baleful Teleport against us?
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- United States
Yes, if we can use it, others can use it. It's something we need to expect, just like Baleful Polymorph.
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Prepare the CounterSpells because fuck that...also we would probably have a good use of it...sending people to places we want to send them to.
Goldfish
Friendly Spider-Fish Abomination
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It still allows a Will save, so it's not any worse than most other 6th+ level save or die/suck spells.
We are heavily focused on Counterspelling now, BTW. Most spellcasting Companions have Rings of Spell-Battle and several are regularly using Battlemagic Perception spells, both of which are fantastic tools for Counterspelling.
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I though that it wouldn't allow a save if one is familiar with the location?
Edit: Saving throw bonus...my reading comprehension is shit I see.
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- Australia
Can we curse the Banner so that unless bound or undertaking a binding ritual you have various nasty spell effects befall you?
We could dump money into lower level effects that just make people miserable and very obvious.
I'm not sure how curses like that work since it's not worked into the item or a structure with a trigger action. Outside of that though, we could enchant a hardened adamantine ring with Aura of Doom and work it into the pole of the banner. If we're only going for anti theft tools a 20ft aura of horrifying fear for anyone designated a foe (or perhaps just non-legion members?) would make it difficult to run off with. Bit expensive for a constant effect, but I suspect that approaches like this will be easier and cheaper than something capable of freely applying conditions as a tomb curse does.
Edit: a little late to the party spell wise, but I'd like to suggest we take one more step to omnipotence by way of Infinite Lyas.
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[X] Goldfish
Jack vile Ripper
The swellest guy in Creation.
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- Indonesia
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- He/Him
[X] Goldfish
enigma1995
Gentleman Beholder
[X] Goldfish
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So when exactly are we intending to start the Deep war?
Any one have any new fleshforging concepts?
Any one have any new fleshforging concepts?
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Canon Omake: The Spice of Magic Part IV
Crake
I AM THE STORM THAT IS APPROACHING
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The Spice of Magic Part IV
Fifteenth Day of the Eleventh Month 293 AC
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Baedar rapped his knuckles across the door ensconced between subtly-worked heavy metal frames. A moment later the patter of feet moving toward then away from the door signaled his arrival had been noted, as the clank and dull thud of a leaden weight was rolled away from the door, unsealing the other two layers of security around the entrance, one a ward and the other a mechanism.
"Tobyis, am I entering a safe-house, or your home?" He questioned the man as soon as the lead panel had been rolled back into place and locked tightly behind steel bolts set into walls of fused stone. The building exterior hadn't hinted at any windows, either, which was an oddity given most residences in the city made heavy use of crystalline panes, it wasn't exceptional for a man of his standing to have at least one gathering space, letting in natural light in lieu of the common mage lights and lanterns of cold-fire.
"Can never be too careful," his partner muttered. He noticed Baedar peering past his shoulder, exasperatingly shaking his his head as the small girl peering beyond the corner at the strange guest quickly covered their mouth, as if that might make her spying less obvious. "That's my apprentice," he explained, "Who should really be at her lessons right about now...!" They darted away, prompting a snort from Baedar's fellow Investigator.
"Let's head up to my office," they said next. "Going by the look on your face, I'll be needing to crack open the good brandy."
"Yes, that would be helpful," Baedar agreed promptly, since there was really little else to say except that the resources they'd be requisitioning really would be needed instead of merely lending credence to one tempering expectations in matters of danger and excitement.
Most of his work of late he had found was mostly routine reports and changing his own office's filing system during late nights awake at their headquarters, and he expected more than one comment about his own likeness after he spent long enough in the hot southern sun, given how pale one could get spending weeks ensconced in that heavily warded sub-level. "It's not really a matter for light dinner conversation."
"Then we'll skip the meal and head straight to the drinks," Tobyis replied gruffly.
***
Neither man was one to waste much time on little niceties like small talk, so after pouring no more than a few drinks from a crystal bottle of Tyroshi pear brandy, the two had spread a set of navigational charts and a ledger filled with row upon row of numbers, ships and chartered crews, supplies necessary for a mage to work their craft and to survive in hostile environs. "That girl..." Baedar glanced up at his... co-worker, he supposed. The two hadn't know each other for very long, in fact the most personal detail he even knew of the other man was that he had been married, once.
That there was no explanation for a spouse's absence paradoxically explained more than enough. It was all too common a story in their line of work, a common thread of sentiment perhaps. Either a great sense of duty or a great loss could make one fertile ground for recruitment to the Inquisition, though that alone wasn't enough. The spool unwound which bound one to a greater whole was absolutely essential, Baedar did not deny, but a will even great more so. To be a mage is to know ambition, yet to be an Inquisitor was to sacrifice upon the same altar. So only a vision achieved through the ruination of an empire's foes might one regularly approach that altar, knife in hand.
Tobyis' face was shadowed over in flickering mage light, before he serenely looked up. "She's the one, aye. All over a couple idle pen-strokes..."
Baedar grinned wryly. "Come now, do you believe for a moment any stroke of the pen from the King's own hand is anything but deliberate? I heard you had to harass people across three departments and two other Bureaus to learn even that much."
The other mage threw back his head, though the laugh was more of a harsh bark than an expression of true mirth. "No, you're right at that. She won't appreciate the 'good fortune' she's been graced with. Even men like the Dragon King can stomp on the little people scurrying around by being generous, I suppose." His face was marred briefly by an angry scowl. "Whatever hidden potential in her will either burn out like embers in the dark, or burn hard and fast. You know they wanted her tossed into a training course with those other girls, 'Lady Alicent' and the Fairwind?" He scoffed. "Ward my tanned-arse. That's a highborn lass."
"Careful," Baedar murmurred. "You're not picky about making enemies around the office, Tobyis, but you don't want to rustle the bushes outside a Companion's window." He pointed to a leather binder still open between the two, with images captured by sorcery and impressed with arcane fire. "The Hells are those?
Tobyis slammed a meaty paw down upon it, a slashing motion sending it toward an open drawer in his desk. "Nothing." Baedar wondered if he had been hitting the bottle even earlier, absurd as it was all the sorcerer could think at that rough dismissal was something along the lines of "he's getting sloppy", but then he had expected better from a man who's trade was secrets.
"Tobyis..." Baedar sat up straighter. "Was that..." Those were restricted files. Baedar knew on sight that was Inquisitor's work, nothing for the likes of them to be getting mixed up in. "Mind Eaters aren't our bailiwick, goodman!"
"The hell they aren't, we're going south, ain't we? Like as not we'll need to be prepared for anything, and I know for fact they've got their stink on those isles and that jungle." Tobyis bared his teeth, stabbing a finger towards him across the desk. "Remember? 'Knowledge is power, guard it well'. That's what they said when they brought you in, wasn't it? Nothing less than the certainty of the dead walking from their graves and fiends dancing in the moonlight where honest men dare not step out their own doors anywhere else in the world but Sorcerer's Deep, and we've not dragons enough to guard every city, much less sweltering haunted ones."
"If you're joining this expedition to pursue a grudge," Baedar began, though cut himself off. "No, let's back up. What was that? Tell me true."
"It was before your time... when Damphair still ruled here," Tobyis replied eventually, anger dying away in his eyes and sinking heavily back into his chair. "Back when sometimes they would take people away and they'd never be seen again, not return changed but just gone forever." He shook his head wearily. "I... she," he trailed off, wearily.
"They took..." Baedar began, hesitating, because he still wasn't sure just what he'd walked into there, weighing the risk of pressing the other mage on this and his own duty to pursue the truth.
"No... not then, it was the Fire that claimed her." Ah. That explained much. "What I saw when it was given to the Trees, I'll never forget. I saw fear through the eyes of madness, Baedar." Blue eyes caught his own gaze, the deepest blue Baedar had ever seen stared out a thousand yards into the distance, sunken eyes that had seen horrors beyond the ken of man and revealed little more than the lie men tell themselves when they wish to be brave but are terrified to face reality. "They're afraid, but it isn't of knives or the baying shouts from the mob. What could make a monster afraid, if not us getting our own pound of flesh out of them? What is worse, Baedar, that there are monsters in this world, or that there are things even monsters fear out there, trailing in their wake, sight unseen?"
He had wondered what would drive a man who looked more natural pulling down sails on the deck of a ship or hauling cargo to port was doing in Inquisitor's garb, or occasionally the graduate robes of a Scholarum mage. Good pay could be had almost anywhere in the Dragon's realm, doing all manner of things, but only vengeance bordering on madness could compel so unsuited a hand toward mastering the arcane with naught but pen and page. He wondered what the man had done in the past, was he a quartermaster for the Golden Company? Did he serve alongside the likes of Lord Torchwood in the past? Perhaps a former Maester who had sold their meager skills as a pirate might prefer over a barber, who might as well just be a butcher turning their knives toward healing.
What other evils had they seen, that a glimpse of some horrid truth had finally driven him to purpose like a man possessed? For every word of praise for the mage's methodical approach to problems, the same competence that had seen them scooped up by the Inquisition, there were many more mutterings upon his manner and his reticence to share the font of that same insight. Both were common enough in the Inquisition, but rarely were the two so married in one person that they become an impediment to working with one another.
Whatever the man had seen that fateful night when a Deep One had been bled before white roots, Baedar hoped deeply they would not encounter it in the depths of Sothoryos.
There was upholding oaths, a chance of death for duty, and then there were also fates far worse.
It was only later that night as he returned to his home in the city that he realized, perhaps the only man Tobyis trusted more than himself was Baedar, enough to pull them back from the edge when the time came to stake not only one's own life, but those they held a responsibility toward. The man didn't want me going in unaware of how he might react to their influence, he realized.
He didn't know what to think of that. Not at all.
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