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

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DragonParadox said:
  1. Mind arts is better warging, telepathy, no psionics they are not far-touched
  2. Ritual magic is just learning rituals from Mel and ways they can function in low magic environments, they might pick up mysteries though they are not likely to
  3. Rune crafting is what it says on the tin, trying to learn runes, it would probably incline them to become crafters
  4. Valyrian magic is the only one that inclines them towards a class specifically it inclines them to sorcerer so they can grab arcane herophant like bloodraven
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DO they both have to do the same thing?
 
[X] Valyrian magics at the Mysterium to honor their heritage as Dragon Riders

I'd have chosen "hone their own magics" had that been closer to Psionics.
Sadly, warging is hot garbage, and Telepathy they have isn't really OP-plz-nerf variety (see: Mindsight) either.
 
egoo said:
[X] Valyrian magics at the Mysterium to honor their heritage as Dragon Riders

I'd have chosen "hone their own magics" had that been closer to Psionics.
Sadly, warging is hot garbage, and Telepathy they have isn't really OP-plz-nerf variety (see: Mindsight) either.
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Warging is the ability to possess animals, people and anything with a brain. Granted most wargs stick to animals because it is safer.
 
egoo said:
[X] Valyrian magics at the Mysterium to honor their heritage as Dragon Riders

I'd have chosen "hone their own magics" had that been closer to Psionics.
Sadly, warging is hot garbage, and Telepathy they have isn't really OP-plz-nerf variety (see: Mindsight) either.
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They automatically get warging, they're untested greenseers.
 
Arcane Hierophant is a strong PrC and Bloodraven is a cool mentor for them, so I'll vote
[X] Valyrian magics at the Mysterium to honor their heritage as Dragon Riders

Of course strategically it's better for us to have stronger Greensers than just another Druid/Sorcerer - those are very good, but we have other ways of getting them while we do'nt have other ways of getting Greenseers. But I think Bloodraven needs more socialization, and some apprentices are a great way to give them to him!
 
DragonParadox said:
Eternal Flame ​

Fourth Day of the Third Month 294 AC

Bealus Manse, Bloodstone Isle, Stepstones

As he walked around the balcony, his fingers trailing upon black marble balustrades, Aelor Caleris could not help but think this was just the sort of place a mirror play would choose for the lair of the nefarious cult bent on blood and madness, at least if the playwright was Braavosi. The grotesques guarding the roof would spring to life and pounce upon our intrepid heroes as they finally uncovered the horrible truth of what went on here. The deep red of the roses guarding the garden paths below, watered with blood and suffering, would surge to try to rip them apart. It would all end with a grand fire that would consume the evil house and its masters, of course, a pyre of righteousness that world set the world aright.

The gargoyles were just stone, though, a tribute to their hosts' Volantine heritage, though much more restrained than most of the palaces of the Old Blood, and the gardens were being watered with clear water by the clever little spirits of the Green, a sign of the Dreaming Gods favor to Reva and Liset as well as an extra bit of protection away from Sorcerer's Deep.

Yet there was more of the spirit of Old Valyria here than could be wrought in stone or flower's petal. Tonight, behind these walls and beneath this roof, there would be fire and blood and dragons that were stone would fly again.

"Aelor, are you up here? We are waiting," the voice of his sister floated up the stairs and through the glass doors behind him.

Finally, the boy thought relived, taking the stairs down with what his mother might have called unseemly haste if she could see him. He had excused himself from the round of after dinner conversation, not feeling like he could measure up to the political and arcane lore of his mother or Lord Justice Vanor, or even the twins' habit of pulling gods-given insight from empty air without thinking about it. But now it would happen at last. Four centuries late and a gulf of death and misery the mind could barely span, but he would get his dragon.

Four sacrifices lashed tightly to stakes around the godswood, drugged into unconsciousness and doused in alchemist's flame. They wouldn't feel a thing, supposedly, though Aelor was not sure what the point of giving them a painless death was, given where their souls would be going in death. All were unwavering servants of a minor daemonic cult.

Aenie could obviously read the thoughts on his face. "They choose their gods, and they choose poorly."

"So do you believe in the fundamental fairness of the Spheres and the passage of souls?" he asked with faux-ingenuousness that got him a sharp look from his mother. "Look, I didn't mean it like that..." he stuttered a little. "Just... death isn't really fair to anyone with the world being what it is."

"So then..." Liset began. "Don't die," Reva continued as they stepped forth beside their sacrifices, placing their eggs carefully at their feet. "Ever," the twins spoke as one.

"Er..." Aelor glanced at the pale tree with its scowling face. "Don't gods usually object to that sort of talk?"

"Other gods maybe," Reva replied calmly. "They remember us in death and we become them. It's really a lot fairer than other gods."

"You should try it," her sister added with a cheery smile.

The image of a smiling tree flashed through Aelor's mind. No thank you, he thought stifling a shiver of unease and offering instead a nod and a smile of his own. It still paid to be polite to his peers after all.

Aenie cleared her throat. "Is everyone ready?" Arcane fire flickered in three palms, a spark to light an inferno, a moment later she joined them herself.

Each rider-to-be stepped beside their sacrifice, chanting a spell derived from ancient spells but not of them. It was not the Fourteen who would be called to witness here and ensure no malignancy of the Old World touched them, but the Dreaming gods in their place of power. They would watch over their seers and in the doing so too would Aelor and Aenie be guarded.

Four sorcerers reached out and where the prisoners had been there were only five pillars of flame roaring towards the sky. Ash and sparks rose towards the heavens in arcane spirals, crimson and grey among the pale branches that feared no mortal fire. With slow grace they settled lower and lower, twisting around the eggs like serpents of smoke and of fire. Aelor's world narrowed to just the egg in front of him...

Crack.

The shell shattered in a shower of shards as though the dormant life inside the egg could hardly wait to get out. A dragon coiled in his arms, his scales sparking with specks of gold that mirrored the sparks in the air. He was just a little too warm for comfort, especially after the heat of the now dying pyre, but Aelor hugged him anyway. Gaelenys, Clever Companion in the tongue of his birth.

His sister, Aelor noticed, had already set her dragon on her shoulder, the deep green of its scales looking quite nice against her crimson robes, but it was the twins that looked strangest.

Both of them were just looking at their dragons without blinking, hardly seeming to breathe, as though both mages and dragons had been turned again to stone. Then Liset's dragon took to the air, looking a little clumsy. Was something wrong with it...?

"Not now silly, she's hungry," her sister scolded and only then did Aelor realize that she was possessing the dragon, what they called warging in the Sunset Lands, and for a moment he was overcome by a flash of jealousy. They would get to fly far sooner than he would.

He shook off the thought, that would just mean he would have all the more chance to show them off when their dragons were big enough to ride, since the girls would be spending most of their time being the dragons and unused to riding. "Er... what did you call your dragons?"

"Skepsi," Reva replied. Thought. Coming back to herself her sister added. "Anamnisi." Memory.

Liset and Reva have completed their initial training (Druid 5)

What are the twins to study from now on?

[] Runecraft and other works of the First Men in Sorcerer's Deep to take advantage of their conection to the Old Gods

[] Valyrian magics at the Mysterium to honor their heritage as Dragon Riders

[] Ritual Magic with Melisandre to craft rand works of sorcery

[] Mind Arts with Jeyne, to polish and empower the first of their magics

[] Write in

OOC: And here we are finally done, you now have wargs with baby dragons which means the twins are going to be spending a lot of their time flying their dragons around. If they had proper vocal cords they would probably try to take lessons like that. Not yet edited.
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Here's an edited version of the chapter, DP. Had to fix some reversed gender pronouns at the beginning of the chapter.
 
[X] Valyrian magics at the Mysterium to honor their heritage as Dragon Riders
 
Great, more politics.


[X] Valyrian magics at the Mysterium to honor their heritage as Dragon Riders
-[X] Make sure it is immediately apparent these are wards of the Crown on their arrival. They will attend lessons, and then go home to Sorcerer's Deep, their private lives undisturbed beyond the walls of the Mysterium. Whoever tests this will incur your displeasure.
 
Crake said:
Great, more politics.

[X] Valyrian magics at the Mysterium to honor their heritage as Dragon Riders
-[X] Make sure it is immediately apparent these are wards of the Crown on their arrival. They will attend lessons, and then go home to Sorcerer's Deep, their private lives undisturbed beyond the walls of the Mysterium. Whoever tests this will incur your displeasure.
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I wonder if an Erinyes bodyguard would be prudent?

[X] Crake
 
Viserys: "Over-protective, you say? Absurd!"

Reva and Liset, exchanging glances: "You have invisible killing machines lurking around us at all hours."

Viserys: "Even if that was true."

Viserys: "They're invisible."

Reva: "So?!"

Viserys: "So it's honestly not good enough to my taste unless people are relatively certain the Blade of Damoclys is hovering over their necks for merely glancing in your general direction."

Liset: *exasperation* :wtf:

:V
 
[X] Crake
aight, I guess better to point out blatantly obvious to idiots that can unironically compare to the derangedness of the Westerosi.

@Azel, @Crake, @Duesal, do we grow Heart Trees in every city Westeros has once we take over, or do we follow the established "1 Healing Tree per province"-rule, like we did in Essos?

Also, if the latter, I'd like an affirmation that
stuff is still relevant and we'll have 25(?) provinces in Westeros total, starting South of the Wall.
@Azel?
 
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