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

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It's meant to be an early gift from parties unknown for the Imperium Day next month.

You rarely announce gifts, especially if you want to remain anonymous.
 
[X] Goldfish

You know, I sort of want to help this Fey now. Sure we basically gave him this job to get rid of him, but what if we gave him some sign that cooperation with mortals really is good? A Fungus Forge Template, something like that?
 
@Crake, for the Sothoryos expedition, I imagine lending them a work crew with a set of Titan's Tool for a day next month after they determine the desired site of their permanent base camp would be pretty helpful. It wouldn't necessarily be pretty, but the work crew should be able to clear a significant amount of jungle, pave it, raise walls large enough to fend off all but the most determined of super dinosaurs, and build a good-sized fortress, then maybe add a solid road leading to a protected cove for them to access the coast.
 
TalonofAnathrax said:
Gear is less impressive and unique than a Template.
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I don't really care either way, but if we're being serious about this it should be noted that a lack of gear is an actual problem, and that the other Fey have been stonewalling him and his allies by withholding gear. We could introduce conflict among the court by being willing to supply dissidents.
 
egoo said:
...what?
No, really, did I miss something?

It feels like something an Archmaester would use as an excuse to mee-
OH SHI- :o

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[X] Find and deal with the wisps that caused you headaches in the Braavosi swamps
Because I'm tired of waiting on this one, it's not gonna be long to do after all.
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Just because your suffering amuses me, I'm going to vote.
[x] Duesal

I'm now starting the Egoo only get one vote movement, where whenever someone has already voted for Egoo, we always vote for that person instead, in order to vote for Egoo's plan without voting for Egoo.
 
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TalonofAnathrax said:
Gear is less impressive and unique than a Template.
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We don't even know how to add templates to already living beings. Hopefully that's an avenue of advancement we will unlock soon, though, when we start working on the Praetorian/Dragon Vassal research in the next month or two.

Gear, on the other hand, is something we can give him almost immediately. We've got several of our standard items available and we can make some stuff for him next month, too.
 
Goldfish said:
@Crake, for the Sothoryos expedition, I imagine lending them a work crew with a set of Titan's Tool for a day next month after they determine the desired site of their permanent base camp would be pretty helpful. It wouldn't necessarily be pretty, but the work crew should be able to clear a significant amount of jungle, pave it, raise walls large enough to fend off all but the most determined of super dinosaurs, and build a good-sized fortress, then maybe add a solid road leading to a protected cove for them to access the coast.
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That is indeed very useful, once they get through the hellish "exploring the best sites to set down roots that reach the best compromise between profitability and Super Mega Lethality".

Trial and error, and all that.
 
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Canon Omake: The Fading Grace
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    • The Fading Grace​

    Calling the meeting with the envoy from Mantarys short and unenlightening would be an understatement. On the surface, an unannounced gift to the anniversary of the founding of the realm is not that odd and you expect many of such by various lords and magisters in the coming month. Though usually the sender most eagerly wants to be known and it is not every day that you see one of the greater Archons in Yraels service play messenger.

    The matter was odd enough that Garin involved himself and had divined a few things to ensure no fiendish plot was afoot, but while he could not divine the sender, he could make sure that the gift itself was safe and harmless. The courier himself was just as tight-lipped, saying that he swore oath to not speak of anything regarding this gift and leaving the moment he dropped the heavy lead casing on your desk, almost as if he wished to be far away again when you open it. And with no other way to get to the bottom of the mystery you do just that and open the case.

    Before you lay three books, their covers wrought not in leather, but finest adamant. Neither are they plain, nor richly decorated, instead proclaiming merely their title in the tongues of Westeros, Valyria, of Dragonkind and those spoken in the outer planes. Stately tomes they would be, were they on any other topic, but for what they contain they seem tiny and hollow.

    Carefully you lift the cover of the first tome, revealing thin sheets of metal which the second sight tells you are warded against all but the mightiest of forces and magics. Above the letters stamped into them float the almost ghostly runes if Truespeech, imparting meaning without any chance to misunderstand.

    And so you read the tale of a fall so long ago that even to timeless spirits it is history of ages past.

    It is with no small amount of trepidation that I pen these lines, for they weigh heavily on my mind and so they will soon do on yours, dear reader. For some of my kin it would be almost sacrilege to share the tales in these pages and others wishing them preserved for eternity, yet locked away from the prying eyes of all but our own kind. Certainly I see the source of these desires, the appeal in burying the truth where it will not trouble us, but so do I see the folly in doing so.

    It is true that the tales within these covers will be harsh for many, for they tell of loss beyond all we dared to fear and truths so dreadful that many have succumbed to despair over them. In the days described here, we called it the Waning Age, for none of us could even imagine anything except for the world to slowly wither away after these events.

    It is also true that in a sense it did. Gone are the days where man lives without the fear of violence or want. Gone the days where the Golden Pact between Heaven and the Realm of Dawn brought peace and prosperity to all who walked it's streets. In this broken world that was left behind, great men were cut down for the silver in their purses and wise women clasped in iron to slake the vile lusts of savages and monsters.

    It is true, and I write so with no small amount of shame, that we who are left to tell these tales are not the greatest of our kind. Those who were mightier then us fell in battles we dared not to fight. Those who were more just and righteous stood as guardians on the walls as chaos and madness tore them down. Those more selfless then us gave their lives so that others might live theirs. You will not read tales penned by champions on these pages, but the regrets of those left behind in the wake of their passing.

    But the truth is a fickle thing, unbreaking and unchanging no matter how many lies and omissions we bury it beneath. To bear it's torch can be a lonely, unthankful task and sometimes a burden so harsh that we think we will break beneath it. Yet it is a burden that can be shared and which grows lesser still with each who takes it's torch, a thousand times thousand embers outshining even the brightest single torch.

    And thus it came that I began to write these tomes. To collect the stories of pain and loss of my kin and cast them into finest sorcery and adamant to last the ages. So that others can find these truths and know that their struggles and trials are not unique. That the battles they fight have been fought since time immemorial and even though they were lost before, we yet endured these defeats. Know this, dear reader, that these pages contain no great wisdoms of the ancients, no secrets of power or artifice from ages past. They are the tales of soldiers and guardians, of scholars and healers, of the fallen and the lost.

    The places we recall are nothing but dust as I write these letters, palaces and fortresses torn down by the restless work of wind and water where fire and pickaxe left something behind, and even rivers and mountains taken apart by the endless might of time. But still we remember them, sometimes with dread and other times with fondness. Because for all that has been lost, there always remained things worth to strive for.

    When we look upon the golden time long gone, we often forget to see that it too was built from a darker age that came before. That cities had to grow and palaces to be build. That pacts had to be forged and peace hewn from the jagged pieces of strife.

    These pages are not meant to terrify, even though their contents may. They are not meant to grieve the things lost, but to remember the things worth grieving. What these pages are meant to do is to forge a bond between those whose tales they tell and those who read them.

    For those of you who read these lines as they forge the world anew, heed the warnings that we give, for we had to learn that no thing is eternal. One day your works will crumble into the dust you raise them from and on this day your works will be judged. For every flaw you leave, every imperfection and oversight, a thousand madmen and fiends will come and try to twist your work towards their dark desires. So read on and see how our shields were sharpened to blades, how our bonds of love were turned into chains of slavery and kindness twisted into cruelty. Read on to learn of our follies so that they may not be repeated.

    For those of you who read these lines in towers of gold and marble, remember the dark times that we describe. Remember all the losses and the pain and see how even the greatest realms might fall and be sundered. Take joy in what you have, but never take it for granted. Read on to see how we where blinded by our own light, how sin festered in our midst and how we lost the battles long before we took up arms to fight them. Read on to learn of the signs of the coming dark, so that you might see them when we did not.

    And lastly, for those of you who read these lines in the darkest of times, when all hope is gone and the darkness seems to swallow the world whole, know that it will not. No matter how much blood is spilled, how many cities burned and how many tears shed, we can endure through all these hardships. Despair is the greatest weapon of those who revel in slaughter and madness, for it makes us weak and pliable for them. So take heart and read on, knowing full well that though all the trials and losses we describe, we yet lived to see a better time again.

    For there will always be dawn, as long as we strive for it.
    --- Preamble to "The Fading Grace, Volume I", Author unknown, often attributed to Governor Yrael of Mantarys

    Gained The Fading Grace, Volume I-III
    Wrought entirely from Adamantine and warded to the highest degree, it is clear that these books are meant to last. The texts are all enchanted with Truespeech, though beneath that the contents are written in Westerosi Common, Valyrian, Draconic, Infernal, Abyssal and Celestial, with the language changing after each section to ensure at least part of the contents being decipherable to a reader if the enchantment fails.

    In the first two tomes, the stories of various beings who lived through the last days of the Empire of Dawn and the time afterwards have been collected. No names are given and not much shared about the authors, but a educated reader can easily guess that most accounts are from celestials, though a few seem to be from fiends.

    In contrast, the third tome provides a spotty and sometimes contradictory account of the history and culture of the Empire of the Dawn, likely put together from the recollections of the authors of the first two tomes.


    AN: Another stay idea that needed purging. This was already written yesterday, so I've decided to post it now that the bandwagon is already so clear.
    Last vote more or less still open, with the envoy from Mantarys being no longer available.
     
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    • The above books deserve some mechanical impact but I have not thought of anything that would be thematic without falling into the old trap of making books too powerful. I'll get something up in the next few days.
     
    Somber, but a worthy addition to the Library.

    [X] Check the Lys' Flesh-forge's Feywild reflection
    -[X] Call on the Orphne King and the Shrouded Lord to accompany you for this inspection and offer their insights
    -[X] See if Saenena, Qyburn, and the other Flesh Forgers have the time to visit as well to offer their own perspective on the mechanisms of this forge.
     
    DragonParadox said:
    As a note here, including what you guys would like to send along would not go amiss. I'll still show Viserys interacting with the expedition on screen of course, that would be an interesting scene, but you guys have a good idea what is there from the omakes.
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    Ah, gotcha. Okay, I'll come up with something when it's time, but for now I'm gonna switch over to @Duesal's plan, as I said I would go along with doing that next, after we received the reports.
     
    @Goldfish Ideas? I would say that the expedition is mostly concerned with navigating overland, and assessing sites for goods of value without actually having to canvas an area recklessly. So being able to scout effectively would be useful.
     
    Crake said:
    @Goldfish Ideas? I would say that the expedition is mostly concerned with navigating overland, and assessing sites for goods of value without actually having to canvas an area recklessly. So being able to scout effectively would be useful.
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    They should be doing their best to get some Little Valyrians to sign up as recruits if they haven't already done so. Best scouts you'll ever get in the jungles.
     
    Crake said:
    @Goldfish Ideas? I would say that the expedition is mostly concerned with navigating overland, and assessing sites for goods of value without actually having to canvas an area recklessly. So being able to scout effectively would be useful.
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    That's exactly what I was thinking. The best option we have for that would be to send along a few Verdant Wolves. They would be perfect scouts in heavily forested jungle terrain.

    A small flock of Lesser False Ravens, maybe just five or six, would be helpful for aerial scouting and keeping groups in semi-regular contact.
     
    Goldfish said:
    [X] Meet with some of the backers of the Sothoryos expedition and offer some backing before they depart
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    We are never getting those wisps 😭
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    [X] Goldfish
    Eh, whatever, it really doesn't matter in what order we do this stuff by now.

    @Azel, that was a great fluff-piece; an advice, a warning, a ray of hope... all in one.
    For us, currently, it is mostly an ominous warning, but draconic hubris dictates we don't take the "your works will crumble" as a given truth :V

    It is also a fine mystery.
    ...Who the hell sent us this set of "books", and for what reason?!
    How much can we trust this?
    Can we even be sure there are no finely spruced bits of lies to misdirect us?

    This makes me paranoia up :mad::mad::mad:

    I hope ya happy, ya vile, vile fiend.
    Gimmie some more of dat shit, I've not paranoid well for a while now.
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    @DragonParadox, it contains the recollections of what the Hellven was before it all gone to shit, yes?
    Would it make sense then to grant a minor bonus on knowledge chaecks related to Good Outsiders and (a miniscule one) on Empire of Dawn?
    I don't see much point to give mechanical bonuses to this, it is not a reference-book of magical beasts, nor a scripture with secrets of countering mind-affecting attacks, to really do that, imo.
     
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