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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:
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Nineteenth Day of the Eighth Month 294 AC

The Royal Box, or you supposed now the Imperial Box, although there has not been much of a call to change the name in common parlance, is a good bit more spacious than most of the Circle. Though larger it is no quieter, since you had refused the suggestion that you proof it against the sounds of the crowd by sorcery. That would rather defy the experience of what it is to be 'round the Circle' as it has grown to be called. Not to mention that not all of the cheers are coming from outside today. Jon has taken your offer to watch the final from the box without any of the hesitation he might once have shown at accepting such favor.

Like most of the spectators, he falls silent when Digir Izi slinks in like a tiger to his meal. In a whisper, he asks Dany, "Who is he? Or really, I mean to say, what is he?"

"One of Wisdom Qyburn's experiments," your sister replies, her tone a good bit louder and more assured. "A group of ghostly Sarnory warriors approached him with a desire to regain a physical form that was made from their own remains instead of enchanted metal. He happened to have done some experiments with vampire samples and was in the need for willing souls with a given amount of weight to them, so he indulged their request. I would say that the First Necroplast has outdone himself yet again."

You can see Jon shiver slightly in his seat. "You make it sound like it's forging a blade or weaving a tapestry."

"More the former than the latter, given their skills." Your sister shrugs. "I mean, just ask Lya. She made the Incarnates like Nuri, including their more arcane abilities, and even she will admit that was some good work done on those bodies. Just think of what happened to Dregaire..."

"I would rather not, if that is alright with you, Your Highness," the boy replies, but Dany just rolls her eyes.

"He's fine. That paralytic touch was really impressive. I don't think I would be able to last long enough to break out of that if I did not have a counter-spell to it already at hand..." she pauses catching his look. "What? Is this about the being young thing again? Gods and Powers, I can't wait to grow up."

The sound of their discussion faded as the two combatants bowed and for a moment dead silence reigned, barely broken even to your senses. Then Nuri moves, her sword glowing with a fel wraith-light that cuts tough steel as easily as a blade of grass and as swift as the reaper's scythe. Yet Digir was prepared and swerved aside, leaving the blade to cut naught but empty air. He turns and delivers blow upon punishing blow with fist and foot, once he even lashes out with his head, cutting bone and tearing skin even though all the wards.

Nuri does not falter under the attacks. "Not a man of many words, are you? Is it because you do not know that many?" she taunts, this time weaving the spell with motions of her right hand and lashing out from her left, quick as a serpent's bite. The steel cuts through part of her foe's hand, sending fingers flying.

"Is this not why we have come here? To seek exaltation through blood and pain?" the Sarnori warrior asks her, his voice deep and and filled with a passion best left unnamed. "When you walk into this circle, you have to do so on your own two feet. No longer can you hide behind the strength of others, but by the first step onto the red sands, you proclaim yourself worthy. Superior to all these feeble creatures who even now know not if they shall love or fear a might and perfection that they can not even comprehend. And those who are unworthy of this glory will be made to pay for their insolence. A tithe of blood to the sand and a tithe of blood to their betters."

The next kick sends her flying only for Digir to lunge after her, fists moving almost too fast for even you to follow. For a moment it looks like she is stunned by the blows which would be the end of her, but Nuri manages to shake it off in time. Still, it is clear the weight of the blows and the subtler life-sapping magics are weighing on the incarnate. "It's a pity you did not draw the damn constructs," she says, spitting blood before drawing another line of quickly healing crimson along his chest.

"Yes...a pity," Dirgir laughs as he delivers a blow to the head that would have shattered the skull of any opponent less magically empowered, before delivering two more kicks to the abdomen.

Nuri rolls under the last blow and then rams her ethereal blade under her opponent's armpit, impaling his heart. It is all she can do do stand upright until the healers rush in, but victory is victory, no matter by how thin an edge.

Jon looks at equally entranced and horrified, unable to look away.

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OOC: Nuri was at 4 Con , she would not have lasted another round. Not yet edited.
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Here's an edited version of the chapter, DP.

Nice job, Nuri. Good show all around. This kind of fighting has got to be so much more entertaining than seeing two armored dudes swatting each other with their swords.
 
Azel said:
Definitely, but she needs upgraded swords first.
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She's due for an upgrade herself, too. Now that Lya is 18th level, she can upgrade her Arcanums to 9 HD. We've been holding off doing it, though, since Lya isn't very far into 18th level XP-wise and the drain from upgrading the Arcanums would push her very close to de-leveling.

Have Viserys and the Companions been earning XP in the intervening months since the conquest, @DragonParadox?
 
Artemis1992 said:
I'd say that's less important.
As long as she plays in the category where outside-magic is allowed she can always have Lya cast a Greater Magic Weapon for her.
The Crystal-effect though, that has to be bought rather than cast.
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You need a +3 Enhancement Bonus on your weapon to use a Greater Weapon Crystal with it. Her swords are only +1, so she can at most use a Lesser True Death Crystal and that just gets you Ghost Touch an +1d6 damage against undead, but not crit penetration.
 
[:V] Give Digir a stone mask enchanted with Time Stop.

[X] The wedding to wrap this up.

So what was the prize here? Money, Items? I remember Azel mentioned that we aren't giving lands this time.
 
I think it was... full VS kit and some more enchantment stuff? Though we had a policy of supplying stuff of equal value if the recipient wants.
 
Did we also have a magic competition like last tourney?
And even if it's not combat, we definitly had some kind of magic-shows, right?
 
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