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

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Duesal said:
[X] Goldfish

@Goldfish, not sure where this would be voted for, but we should put Imperial Steel Claw Sheaths in for all the Valyrian Dragons once we unlock the metal.
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A Ring of Arming variant would be the best solution for that, or the type of saddle (the name escapes me) Valaena has for Dawnfyre. When you need your Dragon properly armed and armored, you speak the command word and their barding magically shrouds them and their Imperial Steel claw sheathed materialize already in place.
 
I'm pretty sure once we get Imperial Steel, we are going to throw a few million IM worth of the stuff all over the place.

Edit: It would take somewhere in the ballpark of 4,560 kg / 10,053 pound of Imperial Steel to layer a mesh of it into the Moonchasers hull. That wouldn't really do anything for the structural strength of the armor, but it would make it absolutely impervious to astral intrusion and it would be a very good connection to the Imperial Pseudo-Deity later on. However, it's entirely too expensive at 8 million IM for a single vessel.
 
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Goldfish said:
That's not really how magic works in Starfinder. 6th level spells are the cap their because the magic system has been gutted, presumably because everyone forgot so much from The Gap, plus whatever metaphysical changes happened to the universe in the thousands of years of forgotten history.

6th level spells in Starfinder are generally no more powerful than 6th level D&D/Pathfinder spells. Someone able to cast 9th level spells in the Starfinder setting (not counting the way some casters can manage to cast a Wish or Miracle occasionally) would basically be Magical Jesus.

Greater Resistant Armor is a very powerful spell, though. It's a response to Starfinder weapon damage being stupidly high.
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I did not realize that, as a Starfinder campagn I am in is the only one that has not died of all the other campaigns I tried.
 
Azel said:
I'm pretty sure once we get Imperial Steel, we are going to throw a few million IM worth of the stuff all over the place.

Edit: It would take somewhere in the ballpark of 4,560 kg / 10,053 pound of Imperial Steel to layer a mesh of it into the Moonchasers hull. That wouldn't really do anything for the structural strength of the armor, but it would make it absolutely impervious to astral intrusion and it would be a very good connection to the Imperial Pseudo-Deity later on. However, it's entirely too expensive at 8 million IM for a single vessel.
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Give it like a year, we are going to be disgustingly wealthy even in comparison to now...
 
Crake said:
Give it like a year, we are going to be disgustingly wealthy even in comparison to now...
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We'll see. It's not as if we will run out of places to throw a few million IM to further increase our military power and this is definitely a bit niche, given the expense.

However, making triple Bane enchanted shrapnel canisters for Explosive Packs out of Imperial Steel...
 
Zavvnao said:
I did not realize that, as a Starfinder campagn I am in is the only one that has not died of all the other campaigns I tried.
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I'm still hoping the magic system will be expanded in Starfinder, maybe along with some secrets of the Gap being revealed.

Actually, I haven't checked in a while, it may have by this point. Gonna have to check into that.

Good luck with your campaign. It can be tough to find a good group that can stick together for a while.
 
Crake said:
You didn't even bother to photoshop his face onto it?

In the ineffable words of Magnus the Red: That's... disappointing.
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Believe it or not, I was planning to.

Alas, with this countermemeing, the thread of prophecy is severed. Reignite the artist's resolve to restore the weave of fate, or persist in the doomed world you have created
 
Smartphone said:
Out of curiosity, do you say this due to having a specific plan in place or are you just anticipating such wealth due to our prior wealth acquisition rate?
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Simple statistical inertia. Our income grows exponentially, not linearly, due to many of our trade enterprises/tax incomes working on a percentage basis rather than a flat growth rate.
 
Goldfish said:
I'm still hoping the magic system will be expanded in Starfinder, maybe along with some secrets of the Gap being revealed.

Actually, I haven't checked in a while, it may have by this point. Gonna have to check into that.

Good luck with your campaign. It can be tough to find a good group that can stick together for a while.
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It is just me, two more players, and the dm, but we synergize well. I have been using the fact cantrips are free to good effect, and have managed to be a good utility caster, as the low level spells are a lot stronger than they look outside of combat.

Thank you, I will stop before I derail though.
 
Smartphone said:
Out of curiosity, do you say this due to having a specific plan in place or are you just anticipating such wealth due to our prior wealth acquisition rate?
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We have business investments that are growing very fast, the Fire Whale business isn't giving us that much right now, but its monthly profits, are growing by tens of thousand IM each month, and that's if we don't decide to dedicate time to speeding up the grow.

Our merchant companies are growing fast, we make lots of money selling war beasts to our allies, as said war beasts prove their worth they will want more, and as we make more allies we get more customers for said war beasts.
 
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Interlude DCCLXXXVIII: Tales of War and Peace
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    • Tales of War and Peace​

    Eight Day of the First Month 294 AC

    There was a dragon flying overhead heading north, small, at least as such beasts went, and plain brown, one of the lesser beasts of that kindred. A moment later it was gone behind a cloud. There was a dragon flying overhead and it was not the strangest thing in the sky. Sigorn son of Styr was not sure how his father managed to keep the same familiar scowl on his face as he talked down quarreling clansmen, for all the world like he was untangling the quarrel of a straying goat or a poorly forged spearhead, not how to get all that they had managed to save of their lives work off a bloody skyship.

    "You ever sit and wonder what happens at the end of a saga?" he asks glancing towards Braga as the older warrior was busying himself scratching long strips of bark off one of the southern trees for some reason.

    "They all drink and fuck themselves to sleep while breeding the heroes for the next damn saga?" the older warrior jests, looking up from his task.

    "Guess I'm shit out of luck then with only you for company, ain't I?" Sigorn replies in like tone. The hunter wouldn't take that sort of ribbing from most, but they had known each other since they were young enough that a rabbit killed with a sling was a trophy out of legend.

    "You can pay to fuck here if you have the marks for it, not just an understanding for the winter. Go and pick a woman of any sort you fancy, have your fun and walk back out when you're done. Just keep to the rules they give you at the door or they will toss you out on your ass, right into the hands of their grey cloaks if you aren't lucky."

    The prospect seemed fantastical to Sigorn, though no more than all that had changed over the past few months. If he had been ten years younger he would probably be drooling into his beard at the thought. "What do they do with all the all the children? Does their Magnar take 'em to train his guard or some shit?" That would explain why all the crew aboard the skyship had been so damn willing to fight and die for strangers without a second thought just because the Dragon King said so.

    For some reason Braga seemed to find his words funny, chortling in his beard. "Hardly, they have magic herbs to keep a man's seed from quickening and a woman's belly from growing both."

    "Is there sorcery for every damn thing in this land?" the younger man, asked kicking a stone out towards the distant sea. It looked too empty, almost as bad as the sky.

    "I wouldn't be so sure about the land. I heard told that most places aren't as heavy in magic as this, but the city... well they don't call it 'Sorcerer's' Deep for nothing," Braga replied. "Why are you bellyaching about it, eh? I might not have thought there would be men in metal ships shooting arrows of light into the Enemy until they turned tails between their legs, but I'm glad for it just the same."

    "Well of course you're glad, I'm glad. I wish there were enough of them to blacken the sky in their shadow, but..." Sigorn sighed. "What use is a man carrying a spear under that shadow?"

    "That's what's eating at you?" Braga was looking at him like he had done when Sigorn had the idea to eat two whole baskets full of crabapples instead of bringing them home. "You did notice we're here, right? South of the Wall and over the sea, you remember what the Dragon said about holding Thennhold?"

    Alright, so maybe he did deserve that look, Sigorn thought. In his defense men were not meant to fly, not having been born with wings and all. That bit of strangeness was surely clouding his head.

    "This isn't the end of the saga, just the first stanza, and its up to us to sing the rest into being," Braga continued. "Up to us to see to it that it ends in glory, not mourning."

    "Aye, that sounds good..." Sigorn said looking at the skyship again thoughtfully.

    What do you do next?

    [] Report (interlude)
    -[] Write in

    [] Move on to Viserys in the Reach
    -[] Write in

    [] Write in

    OOC: And here we are, the Bronze Age meets the budding High Magic empire. Given the circumstances most Thenns are very open to the whole thing, but that does not mean there aren't concerns or culture clashes.
     
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    • [X] Move on to deal with the Giants beyond the Wall - with Thenns gone, it is high time to ensure the Winter won't get them either.
     
    Somewhere, Oberyn's horndog senses are tingling (or maybe burning unpleasantly?) at the idea of a grown man on Planetos not knowing what a brothel is.
     
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