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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:
Starting to write. Let's see how Garin can do against the paranoia of a man who has been getting ready for this day for a long, long time, though he might not have been able to admit to himself that is what he was doing
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considering he was expecting mad Areys's children he likely let his biases influence his planning with him expecting a younger version of the mad king that could transform into a dragon and wield magic not a ninja assassin shadow master
 
If you really, really want to execute her so that she doesn't come back, there is always those place in the Plane of Time where you can age someone to death really quickly.

Either that or Yss' curse. But we will need to invest sacrifices.
 
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if we decide to dispose of Lenna I would suggesnt we do the following
1)shadow removal reducing her level and class to that of an NPC commoner which will make things easier and discourage others from raising her cause she'll be useless plus the shadow of an archmage is a massive prize in its own right
2) we reduce her intelligence and wisdom to zero with a permanency enhanced curse effectively making her brain dead
3)cast eternal rest on her
4)implant a adamantine shrapnel and wild fire bomb in her to be triggered upon death , the curses being broken or any attempt to remove the explosive
5)force her to ingest a powerful poison that will massively reduce her physical stats while also killing her
6)just before the poison kills her we cast a permanency enhanced petrify then a permanency enhanced shrink then place the figurine encased in a snow globe of invincibility in our trophy room

if she gets transformed back she will just die right after from the poison then the rescuer has to deal with eternal rest , if the poison is over come she is still effectively brain dead and if the curse can be broken the explosive goes off then there is still the issue that has had shadow removed along with all her class levels and experience points making her both us less and a security risk since we can both curse and divine her through her shadow bypassing almost all protection possible
 
mmgaballah said:
if we decide to dispose of Lenna I would suggesnt we do the following
1)shadow removal reducing her level and class to that of an NPC commoner which will make things easier and discourage others from raising her cause she'll be useless plus the shadow of an archmage is a massive prize in its own right
2) we reduce her intelligence and wisdom to zero with a permanency enhanced curse effectively making her brain dead
3)cast eternal rest on her
4)implant a adamantine shrapnel and wild fire bomb in her to be triggered upon death , the curses being broken or any attempt to remove the explosive
5)force her to ingest a powerful poison that will massively reduce her physical stats while also killing her
6)just before the poison kills her we cast a permanency enhanced petrify then a permanency enhanced shrink then place the figurine encased in a snow globe of invincibility in our trophy room

if she gets transformed back she will just die right after from the poison then the rescuer has to deal with eternal rest , if the poison is over come she is still effectively brain dead and if the curse can be broken the explosive goes off then there is still the issue that has had shadow removed along with all her class levels and experience points making her both us less and a security risk since we can both curse and divine her through her shadow bypassing almost all protection possible
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Or we just feed her to Yss. When you plan to permanently trap her heavily mutilated soul in a McGuffin, you should take a step back and look at the more convenient options that are functionally no different.
 
Azel said:
Or we just feed her to Yss. When you plan to permanently trap her heavily mutilated soul in a McGuffin, you should take a step back and look at the more convenient options that are functionally no different.
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I figured if she has a contingency to resurrect then odds are their is someone who would try and mount a rescue , also we will still harvest her shadow waste not want not after all , also we should harvest Tywin's shadow cause between all the shit his done and his lawful evil alignment he is all but certain to end up in baator as a greater devil but an essence drain would see become so useless for them that he would be dammed to spent eternity as a Nupperibo
 
mmgaballah said:
I figured if she has a contingency to resurrect then odds are their is someone who would try and mount a rescue , also we will still harvest her shadow waste not want not after all , also we should harvest Tywin's shadow cause between all the shit his done and his lawful evil alignment he is all but certain to end up in baator as a greater devil but an essence drain would see become so useless for them that he would be dammed to spent eternity as a Nupperibo
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You start as a Nupperibo anyway. Baator tortures all that experience and levels out of you to fuel it's operations.

The exception here is if you make the right deals while you are still alive.
 
mmgaballah said:
I figured if she has a contingency to resurrect then odds are their is someone who would try and mount a rescue , also we will still harvest her shadow waste not want not after all , also we should harvest Tywin's shadow cause between all the shit his done and his lawful evil alignment he is all but certain to end up in baator as a greater devil but an essence drain would see become so useless for them that he would be dammed to spent eternity as a Nupperibo
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You can't rezz someone whose soul was devoured by Yss. And if you're planning on mutilating her soul that badly, you may as well destroy it.

My original suggestion didn't include any soul-mutilation at all. Just tuen her to stone and hide the statue in a place where nobody goes (our cloak, our Treasury, etc). Eventually something would destroy her statue and she'd pass on, but by then it's likely a few thousand years would have passed and whatever contingency she'd have set up (friendly hidden mage, Clone in a secret base, etc) would have been distracted and/or destroyed. No need for soul mutilation!
 
TalonofAnathrax said:
You can't rezz someone whose soul was devoured by Yss. And if you're planning on mutilating her soul that badly, you may as well destroy it.

My original suggestion didn't include any soul-mutilation at all. Just tuen her to stone and hide the statue in a place where nobody goes (our cloak, our Treasury, etc). Eventually something would destroy her statue and she'd pass on, but by then it's likely a few thousand years would have passed and whatever contingency she'd have set up (friendly hidden mage, Clone in a secret base, etc) would have been distracted and/or destroyed. No need for soul mutilation!
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I'm still not on board with keeping sealed enemies in cans for longer than necessary. This is basic Evil Overlord List stuff!

Y'all are also too paranoid here. Even we don't have these kinds of insane contingencies, so why would Lanna have the time, inclination and resources to build herself an off-plan bunker with a clone?
 
If someone is in the position to make a DC 39 CL check to resurrect Lana then they have plenty of other uses for the power and sources of level 18 characters.

Lana is a cruise missile; being concerned about parking her in our garage or letting her roll off unattended is reasonable, but worrying about what will happen if hostile nation states get their hands on this missile in particular is silly.
 
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BronzeTongue said:
If someone is in the position to make a DC 39 CL check to resurrect Lana then they have plenty of other uses for the power and sources of level 18 characters.

Lana is a cruise missile; being concerned about parking her in our garage or letting her roll off unattended is reasonable, but worrying about what will happen if hostile nation states get their hands on this missile in particular is silly.
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Exactly.

If we are talking "reasonable precautions", then hanging her and casting Rest Eternal with comically high CL is plenty. Maybe use instead Yss poison to age her to death if you want to make extra sure.

But if you think that it takes "extreme precautions", then just soul-kill her. It's literally the only way to make (mostly) sure she doesn't come back and unlike a lot of other ideas bandied around here, it doesn't take a ton of effort or keeps her around as a sealed evil in a can.

Heck, if you want to be absolutely sure and learn something, then we can set up a research setup and have Qyburn level-drain her to death under laboratory conditions to learn more about how you dissolve souls.
 
I think IC viserys would atleast give her a chance

Why not have her make a oath before Yss to never oppose betray us and help our enemies

If she doesnt im okay with killing her but soul death is a bit too much
 
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TennoSasuke said:
I think IC viserys would atleast give her a chance

Why not have her make a oath before Yss to never oppose betray us and help our enemies

If she doesnt im okay with killing her but soul death is a bit too much
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It is too early to do anything but guess on the particulars of the situation, but I wouldn't say Viserys would automatically give her a chance. We have ample precedent already established for doing away with enemies who were too dangerous to allow to exist.
 
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Interlude MXLVII: A Lion at Bay
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    • A Lion at Bay ​

    Thirtieth Day of the Fourth Month 294 AC

    The old man had seen the world end a thousand times and a thousand times again, not in the fire of a Devil's conjuring and not in the ice of Those Beyond the Wall. No, he had seen his world die, love lost birthing a mockery squalling and grasping as he ripped the life out of her. He had witnessed power squandered by the winds of chance and the whims of sorcery, law and justice shattered like glass by some monstrous gale. He had been betrayed by his vassals and he had cowed them into submission. He had been stabbed in the back by own kin and he had risen, shirt still bloody, to wrest them back into his will. He had struck bargains with things that counted men little better than beasts, and sold off the works of forgotten gods. Yet here he was... alone in his solar listening to his legacy crumble in a thousand dying voices. His thoughts ran along threads beyond count, yet each of them unraveled into the end of his realm, of his line, and of his legacy as they had done for months now.

    "Traitors and fools, all of them." The words were familiar upon his lips. He had tasted them for the first time as a boy, bitter at the sight of his father made to dance for the pleasure of thieves and whores. They brought him no joy this time either. There would be no crown upon his grandson's brow, the boy was likely already as dead as his mother. There would be no death for the Dragon at the last, for he was not here to slay, only his lackeys, only his tools.

    It was, Tywin Lannister realized as he reached for the blood-gold scroll-case much too close to hand, a clever thing to do. His father would never have been able to resist charging onto the battlements with fire and claw. Gods... Aerys would have likely tried to fly to King's Landing the moment he got his wings and burn the Red Keep to the ground. In the dark and narrow corner of his heart that could still recall three young squires, drinking and boasting of deeds done and those only imagined, he regretted never having the chance to meet the man Aerys' secondborn had grown up to be.

    There was nothing like regret to stoke the fires of his anger, for the Old Lion of the Rock did not regret, everyone knew that much if they knew anything about him, and he was a man who lived in his own legend as a snail lived in his shell. Even if the House must fall, he would raise it again from the ashes, he would sire it from his own loins if he had to. The Name Lannister would not die with him, he would not be the villain in the boy's play, the monster to be slain.

    "You cannot harness Hell anymore than a man might harness an avalanche. Be thee ever so wise, they are wiser in the ways of temptation and treachery, your soul would be lost and your legacy writ in mud and ash upon the pages of history..." The words of a traitor echoing down through memory held no power over him now. She would die tonight, she and the last of his brothers, and Tywin found he cared not one whit, no matter that Gerion did not know about her treachery. His heart was stone.

    Let us see what offers hell might make for the soul I have no use for.... The lanterns flickered, the seal of the scroll case hissed as he opened it, the faint scent of familiar perfume.

    Stone shattered.

    He knew that scent, he knew the writing upon the page from letters so very long ago, from when the world was a different place and he a different man. It could not be... The old lord's thoughts turned around and around, all the reasons why it had to be a lie. It could have been forged with magic, the Devils could have seen every moment of his life in some diviner's glass. There was nothing in there that could not have been forged.

    And yet.... and yet... they never found her soul, did they? Gone to her rest, the stoneborn sorcerer had said, but was it really rest? If either of them deserved to go to hell it was him and not Joanna. The thought twisted like a knife in his belly, but he could not unthink it.

    As Tywin's eyes fell upon the letter once again, he could not raise them again. He drank in the words as a man withering to death among the Dornish sands takes in fresh spring water. And the answers were there, all there. Why hadn't he looked before? Because he was so sure the little bitch could not betray him now that he had bound her with the Queen's magic? He had forgotten his own past. You did not need to be a traitor to be a fool.

    He had control of the portals. They had not reached the Chamber of the Serpent, they had not even found it. He could open them to another layer, remake the pact of the Casterlys with a more worthy patron. What did he care for Heaven or for Hell so long...

    ***
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    Unseen they moved through the corridors of crumbling power, the High Inquisitor, the Sisters the Soul Smith, and even eyes of stone unblinking, bound with fel magic, could not see them, for more than arcane veils guarded them. They killed without a word, arrows as heavy as a ballista's bolt and as silent as a whisper. Those they could not evade they trapped, and in a moment their minds turned against them, their memories not their own.

    And thus the Lord knew nothing.

    As they stepped into a hall of oiled floors bespelled to spin for each for who stepped upon them a living shadow bent on blood, they clung instead to the cracked walls where threads of lightning had been woven into stone, and leap by leap and pace by pace they made the jump.

    And thus the Lion saw nothing.

    A great plinth of wheels and of fire ran through the core of the Rock, half ancient mechanism, half new design, all hidden in its pupose to all but its true architect who had been bound with mighty oaths not to speak of it at all. From a humble altar it had risen like a tree from elder roots, the only true path to the master of this place, the only passage straight and straight they walked, neither illusion nor temptation barring their way.

    And thus Tywin Lannister was deaf for all he heard with a thousand ears.

    ***​

    The door did not open, it exploded upwards in a shower of shards. The time for subterfuge was passed, among them no less than four silver-tipped arrows. The golden armor triggered on instinct more than thought, and in a moment he was elsewhere... or so at least it should have been if artistry had served him, but the smoke the blast held was more than smoke. A smiling red-haired woman manifested amid the wreck of his solar, just as the spell was undone at her sister's hand.

    It did not take the High Inquistor more than a moment to guess that his quarry had some means of flight, and so in one smooth leap he fell upon him and with daggers drawn made his throat a crimson smile. Generally, that would have been bad tradecraft, but he still had a few moments to make sure the Lord of Casterly Rock did not escape in death, and moments were enough.

    The Lion had been well and truly bagged.

    Garin Gains First Mythic Rank

    "What the hell is this?" Aradia picked up the scroll that had fallen from the old lord's hand. She had the presence of mind to recognize Infernal script, though that became rather moot point when it exploded into a blast of hellfire that sent her flying into the wall, slipping into smoke on sheer reflex.

    OOC: I hope this answers some questions... and sparks further speculation.
     
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