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

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The more I read people wanting to purge everything, yet somehow want to "get out the innocents", the less I want to deal with this. That idea makes no sense. Either the place is so tainted that it should be burned down in it's entirety, or it isn't.

Either stop waffling about Exterminatus, or commit to actually doing it.
 
Azel said:
The more I read people wanting to purge everything, yet somehow want to "get out the innocents", the less I want to deal with this. That idea makes no sense. Either the place is so tainted that it should be burned down in it's entirety, or it isn't.

Either stop waffling about Exterminatus, or commit to actually doing it.
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I think people saying that generally don't think beyond "shit, this is bad, we gotta purge this place", since...
Well, logistics have always been on you/crake/goldfish.
Trusting someone else to devise a solution to a problem is a long-ingrained reflex for many, me very much included :V

...Case in point, I've been saying very same thing before your explanation as to why this place is hell to try and tackle now.

I, for one, am in no hurry to bog us in dozens of updates surrounding this or that moral issue if we end up trying to "save" people there.

I'm wholly behind "exterminate"-option, and mostly because I think I'll fucking die if we turn this place into another on-screen timesink.
We've had enough of them, me at fault for many.

But first let's go to Westeros and finish this quest close the worst time-sink ever before looking for any others.
 
Azel said:
The more I read people wanting to purge everything, yet somehow want to "get out the innocents", the less I want to deal with this. That idea makes no sense. Either the place is so tainted that it should be burned down in it's entirety, or it isn't.

Either stop waffling about Exterminatus, or commit to actually doing it.
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All it means is if there is anyone to be saved then by all means. If there isn't then so be it.

It's definitely leaning towards full purge.
 
Qohor in a few months, but replace the ufo thing with a hole with tentacles from the sky:



If DP includes some corrupted vampire-made angels, actual vampires, and werwolves in the mix, it will be glorious!
 
Takesis said:
Qohor in a few months, but replace the ufo thing with a hole with tentacles from the sky:



If DP includes some corrupted vampire-made angels, actual vampires, and werwolves in the mix, it will be glorious!
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Free sacrifices!
No need to risk summoning, even!
 
Did some changes to MAs for 3rd month.
egoo said:
[] Visit Hellven.
-[] Have an agent visit the information broker Undead illithid, bargain for True Names for Mammon's Devils, or those who'd know said names.
-[] In return sell the True Names for..:
--[] "()" = allegiance, "-" = source of the True Names
--[] 5x Hellchain Weavers (Bel) - Advodaza
--[] 1x Hamatula (Dispater) - Siduri
--[] 3x Amnizu (Dispater) - Siduri
--[] 6x Bezekira (Dispater) - Siduri
--[] 3x Imp (Never summoned) (Dispater) - Siduri
--[] 1x Kocrachon (Summoned only once) (Dispater) - Siduri
--[] 8x Merregon (Dispater) - Siduri
--[] 7x Barbazu (Dispater) - Siduri
--[] 1x Phistophilus (Servants Mephistopheles) - (2 steps removed) -- Advodaza eaten by Yss -- 3x Phistophiluses.

[] Have the whole stock of the Abomjnation 'librarian' previoisly visited on Plane of Earth bought. (1.5 million IM, wide array of lores, nothing Archmage-grade)
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[] We are not visiting Hellven because it's pointless to without a goal in mind, and "talk at a Devil commander so we don't lose our trade pass there" doesn't really qualify compared to CoS, Westeros, Slavers' Bay etc.

[] All the Devil names we can't really summon because we are afraid of getting some other Archdevils' attention are now of use for us, we can sell them for some Mammon's.

[] Also, I get back to the roots and waste lots of money on a pointless thing that will never ever affect the narrative, being some numbers DP will draw on the main page in the deep, deep infopost-part where "Library" is stored and will keep acting as if those mattered, or will ever matter.

Any arguments y'all?

I'm also willing to add things to MAs if anyone had anything they feel like we should do.
I'm just outta pointless ideas im used to drawing up myself, ergo the shortness of the list these days.

Also, will remove Qohor/norvos from the list tomorrow, it's a pain going from phone.
 
...am I the only one, or does the discussion feel dead the last few days?

As if the salt and general lack of workable plans to handle the info gained from the chapters killed all of it?
:c

(And no, dp's sick post-schedule matters not, I can compare it with other days he did one update for over the years. It compares badly)
 
My motivation is dim because we're not doing anything of real consequence because the thread is completely changing all of its priorities at the drop of a hat month to month and week to week. That's not the thread's fault. Not really. It's just how things roll.
 
egoo said:
...am I the only one, or does the discussion feel dead the last few days?

As if the salt and general lack of workable plans to handle the info gained from the chapters killed all of it?
:c

(And no, dp's sick post-schedule matters not, I can compare it with other days he did one update for over the years. It compares badly)
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I wrote some of the stuff for the Forest of Qohor, so I'm holding back on the details here.

Also I'm on vacation and have irregular access to internet.
 
egoo said:
...am I the only one, or does the discussion feel dead the last few days?

As if the salt and general lack of workable plans to handle the info gained from the chapters killed all of it?
:c

(And no, dp's sick post-schedule matters not, I can compare it with other days he did one update for over the years. It compares badly)
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I've been playing an old childhood favorite of mine -- Stronghold Legends.

I have built the ultimate death machine citadel with an unstoppable economy.
 
Crake said:
My motivation is dim because we're not doing anything of real consequence because the thread is completely changing all of its priorities at the drop of a hat month to month and week to week. That's not the thread's fault. Not really. It's just how things roll.
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Well, we keep finding out that something we thought was a mostly self contained and solvable issue is a gigantic cluster-fuck. Or entirely new things pop out of nowhere, like the whole Ymeri thing.

I'd greatly prefer to just slowly prepare for Westeros the next two months, but we pretty much have to do more and more erratic things to keep that one on schedule at all.
 
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Interlude CMX: In a Distant Gaze
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    • In a Distant Gaze ​

    Eighteenth Day of the Second Month 294 AC

    It took three days of careful lies and two quick killings in the night to make an opening but Garin finally managed to slip into the household of one of the slave buyers, minor nobles on the make looking to buy a 'whipping boy' for their son. To Garin's ears the notion seemed grotesque and a little ridiculous. What was to keep a child from just hardening his heart against the suffering of the slave boy he was to be raised alongside and keep misbehaving? Then again, perhaps that was the point.

    Whatever the case Garin doubted the particular traditions of Qohor would be of much concern in the future. The more time he spend here the less likely he thought that the city could be conquered in the same manner as Tyrosh or Lys. It would be more akin to rooting out the madness and twisted magics, and that would not be a quick or easy task.

    As he stepped into the nursery the High Inquisitor nodded genially to the guard sitting just inside the room. Hardly surprising that they would be guarding their children closely after all the unrest, though the fact that a simple guard, even a trusted one, had the gleam of Valyrian steel at his belt reminded one that for almost four hundred years that this is where it had been most plentiful.

    For all the dead wetnurses the infant looked like an infant, it had not harmed anymore of its caregivers nor the noble born child whose future misdeeds it was supposed to suffer for.

    It was outside the nursery that he started hearing the rumors; people sleeping poorly, tinctures and potions that promised relief from sleeplessness in high demand below and above the stairs.

    "The trees have eyes... the fruit have teeth... they bite and they gnaw...." The words were barely above a whisper upon the lips of one of the younger stable hands. At first he had not wished to speak to Garin. Apparently he had stolen the face of a rather disliked upper servant, but he was patient as he was insistent and eventually the boy recounted his dreams, for all the good the mess of fractured frightful images did him.

    He did however learn of one thing the other servants were not minded to gossip about.

    There had been one man who had taken his own life, after suffering particularly terribly to night terrors, though having been only an assistant cook the lord and lady of the house had only been concerned with blood not getting in the food.

    No fear of that, the man had drowned himself. The more Garin looked into the matter the stranger it got. Apparently the victim was himself was a murderer, having drowned a younger sister as a child. A crudely scrawled note begging for forgiveness had been found with the body. What would the Far Realm have to do with avenging a decades old murder?

    Going out into the city Garin sought out any kith or kin the dead man might have had. He found none, though he did eventually track down his favored pillow house, and his favored partner who was more than glad to sit and talk as opposed to her usual fare. "'E said his dreams were full of monsters screamin' at him about his family. 'E hated his family, Jaegar did."

    Upon returning to the house the next day under a different guise to question the servants Garin discovered that all of them recalled a questioning sort of feel to their nightmares, with a few even recalling having relived scenes from their childhoods, though those had been relatively benign parts of the nightmares which did not spring to mind at once.

    It was Xor who finally came up with a theory: "These children are trying to relive the human experience, though their nature twists it, often bringing harm to those whose lives they touch."

    "Arcane resonance?" Mia asked worried. "They are trying to bring something through by making it more like the world?"

    The spectator shook himself thoughtfully, "These are not fiends who desire to enter the world that they may work ruin upon it. I suspect That with a Thousand Young simply wishes to experience the world through the eyes of its brood and It does not care who or what breaks in the doing. Being and becoming... These 'gifts' its so called favored revere, the magic that taints the land and water, they are as ripples in a pond to It."

    Somehow that indifference sent a chill down Garin's spine the way malice could not. "So its just going to keep twisting the world until it has seen enough, lived enough?" he asked.

    "I believe so," the spectator sighed. "Not unlike my own motivation ultimately."

    "None of that," he interrupted his friend firmly, all too familiar with that kind of poisonous equivalence. "You might as well say that writing a poem and stabbing someone in the gut are similar since both use sharp objects."

    "Thank you," Xor replied firmly. "Regardless, I think we know enough to take back to the Deep now. The priests think they are achieving enlightenment, That which they serve will keep pouring power and influence into the city until its interest and desire are sated, there is no grand plan to expand over the lands of Essos... for now at least."

    What next?

    [] Investigate further
    -[] The Flesh Forge
    -[] The numbers of the priesthood and the army
    -[] Write in

    [] End the investigations for now

    [] Write in

    OOC: As a denizen of the Far Realm Xor can do things like 'roll wisdom to guess the motivations of Elder Gods'. It does not mean he is always right anymore than Mereth is always right when trying to anticipate an Archduke, but unlike mortals Xor can't go mad trying to figure out those motivations.
     
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    -[X] The Forge
    Let's see if there's anything good to loot.

    It's a pity we can't just send Shub-Niggurath a mirror so she can experience mortal life through that and not cause problems for us because she wants to watch her stories.
     
    DragonParadox said:
    In a Distant Gaze ​

    Eighteenth Day of the Second Month 294 AC

    It took three days of careful lies and two quick killings in the night to make an opening, but Garin finally managed to slip into the household of one of the slave buyers, minor nobles on the make looking to buy a 'whipping boy' for their son. To Garin's ears, the notion seemed grotesque and a little ridiculous. What was to keep a child from just hardening his heart against the suffering of the slave boy he was to be raised alongside and keep misbehaving. Then again, perhaps that was the point.

    Whatever the case, Garin doubted the particular traditions of Qohor would be of much concern in the future. The more time he spent here, the less likely he thought that the city could be conquered in the same manner as Tyrosh or Lys. It would be more akin to rooting out the madness and twisted magics and that would not be a quick or easy task.

    As he stepped into the nursery, the High Inquisitor nodded genially to the guard sitting just inside the room. Hardly surprising that they would be guarding their children close after all the unrest, though the fact that a simple guard, even a trusted one, had the gleam of Valyrian steel at his belt reminded one that for almost four hundred years that is where it had been most plentiful.

    For all the dead wetnurse, the infant looked like an infant, it had not harmed anymore of its caregivers nor the noble born child whose future misdeeds it was supposed to suffer for.

    It was outside the nursery that he started hearing the rumors, people sleeping poorly, tinctures and potions that promised relief from sleeplessness in high demand below and above the stairs.

    "The trees have eyes... the fruit have teeth... they bite and they gnaw...." The words were barely above a whisper upon the lips of one of the younger stable hands. At first he had not wished to speak to Garin. Apparently, he had stolen the face of a rather disliked upper servant, but he was patient as he was insistent, and eventually the boy recounted his dreams, for all the good the mess of fractured frightful images did him.

    He did, however, learn of one thing the other servants were not minded to gossip about. There had been one man who had taken his own life after suffering particularly terrible night terrors, though having been only an assistant cook, the lord and lady of the house had only been concerned with blood not getting in the food.

    No fear of that, as the man had drowned himself. The more Garin looked into the matter, the stranger it got. Apparently, the victim was himself a murderer, having drowned a younger sister as a child. A crudely scrawled note begging for forgiveness had been found with the body. What would Far Realm have to do with avenging decades old murders?

    Going out into the city, Garin sought out any kith or kin the dead man might have had. He found none, though he did eventually track down his favored pillow house, and his favored partner who was more than glad to sit and talk, as opposed to her usual fare. "'E said his dreams were full of monsters screamin' at him about his family. 'E hated his family, Jaegar did."

    Upon returning to the house the next day under a different guise to question the servants, Garin discovered that all of them recalled a questioning sort of feel to their nightmares, with a few even recalling having relived scenes from their childhoods, though those had been relatively benign parts of the nightmares which did not spring to mind at once.

    It was Xor who finally came up with a theory. "These children are trying to relive the human experience, though their nature twists it, often bringing harm to those whose lives they touch."

    "Arcane resonance?" Mia asked, sounding worried. "They are trying to bring something through by making it more like the world?"

    The spectator shook himself thoughtfully. "These are not fiends who desire to enter the world that they may work ruin upon it. I suspect That with a Thousand Young simply wishes to experience the world through the eyes of its brood, and It does not care who or what breaks in the doing. Being and becoming... These 'gifts' its so-called favored receive, the magic that taints the land and water, they are as ripples in a pond to It."

    Somehow that indifference sent a chill down Garin's, the way simple malice could not. "So its just going to keep twisting the world until it has seen enough, lived enough?" he asked.

    "I believe so," the spectator sighed. "Not unlike my own motivation, ultimately."

    "None of that," he interrupted his friend firmly, all too familiar with that kind of poisonous equivalence. "You might as well say that writing a poem and stabbing someone in the gut are similar since both use sharp objects."

    "Thank you," Xor replied. "Regardless, I think we know enough to take back to the Deep now. The priests think they are achieving enlightenment, that which they serve will keep pouring power and influence into the city, until its interest and desire are sated, and there is no grand plan to expand over the lands of Essos, for now at least."

    What next?

    [] Investigate further
    -[] The Forge
    -[] The numbers of the priesthood and the army
    -[] Write in

    [] End the investigations for now

    [] Write in

    OOC: As a denizen of the Far Realm Xor can do things like 'roll wisdom to guess the motivations of Elder Gods'. It does not mean he is always right anymore than Mereth is always right when trying to anticipate and Archduke, but unlike mortals Xor can't go mad trying to figure out those motivations. Not yet edited.
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    Here's an edited version of the chapter, DP.
     
    egoo said:
    ...am I the only one, or does the discussion feel dead the last few days?

    As if the salt and general lack of workable plans to handle the info gained from the chapters killed all of it?
    :c

    (And no, dp's sick post-schedule matters not, I can compare it with other days he did one update for over the years. It compares badly)
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    I've been busy with work, worn out after work, and/or occupied with IRL crap.

    The effects on my industry from the hurricanes that keep hitting the Gulf states, despite being over a thousand miles away, have been pretty significant.

    We should be mostly caught up in the next week or two, as long as Mother Nature doesn't kick us in the balls again.
     
    Artemis1992 said:
    So, Qohor is the Black Goat's favorite reality-show.

    Seems less terrible than expected.
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    Still pretty terrible, though. Them not wanting to kill everything doesn't mean the harm they cause isn't there.

    This means we can hope they won't spread while we're busy with Westeros, but we definitely need to kick them out somehow.

    Fingers crossed we can bribe R'hllor.
     
    Artemis1992 said:
    So, Qohor is the Black Goat's favorite reality-show.

    Seems less terrible than expected.
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    Less existentially threatening, but still quite horrifying.

    I'm glad this is something we can reasonably allow to continue in Qohor for now, so long as we keep an eye out for trouble spreading further afield.

    Now we just need to check on the Flesh Forge.

    [X] Investigate further
    -[X] The Forge
     
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    DragonParadox said:
    Or more terrible considering what damage is being done in the name of simply observing (if that is all it is). It's like one of those physics experiments that is altered by simply having an observer, except in this case the alteration is 'death, madness and cosmic horror'.
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    Not like the Goat is interested in clean results, it seems to be about the sensations mostly and it gets those anyway.

    Maybe madness even improves the results.
     
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