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Asking Stannis to negotiate with what he'd see as a usurper who stole his brother's identity (and yes, I know Other Renly did no such thing on purpose, but Stannis won't care) would require nothing short of a crit.
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He understands basic fey rules. Stannis if faced with such an option, I think will agree to such a thing, carefully disallowing any efforts to prevent or delay the recovery of his brother. Best way of doing his duty to his house and realm will be to allow Frenly to remain to keep stability while he gets his brother. From the feywyld.
Farewell, Stannis! See you in 20 000 years!
Bloody Morphic Time. Extremely Morphic Time. Probably measured in plotpoints or some such, as opposed to seconds :/
Edit: Stannis might be more amenable when he learns that Frenly had no choice or knowledge of what he is. And the idealised westorsi lord is a fair and reasonable individual. And a lack of better options.
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Except Stannis either understands the rules well enough to know the possible timeline involved (or just guess that looking around in the fae realm is hard as fuck and run his own time estimate of 'a lifetime or several') and say fuck that, or not enough to know why he can't just kill the duplicate and look for Renly.
At some point we'll be fighting some giant Avatar of Tiamat over somewhere in Westeros, and there'll be an army arriving to fight us, and we'll be like "Wait your turn Baratheon!"
Or maybe it'll be Devils, or Deep Ones. The Lannister-Baratheons aren't even in the top 3.
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tarrangar
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Joffrey was a fucking sadist that Stannis knew was evil as all hell, if Joffrey had been a nice boy with a good head, Stannis would still have wanted to dethrone him for being a bastard, but I don't think Stannis would have seen it as an every second count situation.
Renly was actively rebelling, Renly is the younger and so he was actively trying to steal Stannis title, this Renly on the contrary is a good ruler and don't yet know he's a copy, I think Stannis will be more willing to compromise with such, than he was with a sadistic brat, and a brother that respected him so little he decided to usurp him.
New Renly hasn't made it personal for Stannis the way Joffrey and Renly did in canon, so while Stannis certainly will think it's unacceptable long term, the fact that New Renly might actually agree with working with Stannis, towards a clean handover of the Stormlands to Stannis, might mean that Stannis can accept that it's for the best to give it time.
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What are we going to use the extra 12K IM for? We've got 72676 IM right now which we can invest in infrastructure, investments, the Tyrosh conquest, etc, (and magic items), and the thing is that our current funds more than take care of everything (thank you Iron Bank).
So now what?
... Actually, thinking on it, with the Deva's feather we have a route to the Plane of Air, and from there we can find the Citadel of Ice and Steel to get more crafting supplies. We could go big and invest all 12K IM from the ransom along with another 10K IM from our original stockpile of funds.
What are we going to use the extra 12K IM for? We've got 72676 IM right now which we can invest in infrastructure, investments, the Tyrosh conquest, etc, (and magic items), and the thing is that our current funds more than take care of everything (thank you Iron Bank).
So now what?
... Actually, thinking on it, with the Deva's feather we have a route to the Plane of Air, and from there we can find the Citadel of Ice and Steel to get more crafting supplies. We could go big and invest all 12K IM from the ransom along with another 10K IM from our original stockpile of funds.
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I say we need seriously up our counter-intelligence program and get some more crafter constructs since when we take over Tyrosh it'll start the countdown for Targaryen restoration.
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Excalty what I had in mind.
Crake
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Yes, we need better spy network, we need more Arcanums, we need to get our legion started.
I wouldn't spend more than the sum of the ransom on reagents. It'll take at least 10,000 IM to get the start of a decent training pipeline for our military.
Edit: I would mostly keep the sum of the IB loan intact until we actually take Tyrosh and get a picture of how much our monthly expenses paid from it will be.
If it's manageable, we can of course think about spending part of it.
I wouldn't spend more than the sum of the ransom on reagents. It'll take at least 10,000 IM to get the start of a decent training pipeline for our military.
Edit: I would mostly keep the sum of the IB loan intact until we actually take Tyrosh and get a picture of how much our monthly expenses paid from it will be.
If it's manageable, we can of course think about spending part of it.
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Would rather search for Armun Kelisk on the Plane of Air. It's fairly well detailed in the Planes of Power book. 6+ million inhabitants, huge markets, extremely high spending limits and triple the standard magic items for purchase from a metropolis level city. And the rulers are all Chaotic Good Djinni.
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Saving Tyrosh after conquering it will be expensive as fuck.
Extra 10k in the safe can make the difference between reviving the economy or having to kill rioting ex-slaves close to starvation if things don't go as planned.
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Indeed. We shouldn't splurge on anything right now. Setting up ACSEC and the Smelter will eat up quite a bit of money this turn.
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To this I answer Womb of the Earth.
Part MDLXXXVII: Unlikely Champion
Unlikely Champion
Eleventh Day of the Twelfth Month 292 AC
"Agreed," you answer without hesitation. Against devils you would ally with anyone or anything remotely trustworthy. "However, it is best to reconvene at Evenfall House as swiftly as possible. I fear even the least of devils can be a great threat to the unprepared and unarmed." Or even trained armsmen who might easily be poisoned, you think but do not add aloud, seeing little reason to worry the already pale lord of Tarth any further.
Not wishing to reveal your power to translocate, much less its limitations, you conjure shadowy steeds for yourself and your companions, easily able to keep up with the flesh-and blood mounts of the knights, though you notice with some interest that the changeling's mount is of a finer sort than any you have ever seen, not only up to the standards expected of a great lord, but something more, something other. Its long-legged gait is a bit too sure over the rough trail, its posture too elegant, more like a horse on parade than one driven to as swift a canter as its rider dares... as fey as its rider perhaps.
You set the question aside, unable to ask anything of that nature in present company, and set your sights instead on the road ahead, feeling rather ill-at-ease at the fact that you had spent all of the enchantment of sight already and Ser Richard and Garin's would run their course before you are more than half-way to the keep. As their recent meddling has shown anew, devils are nothing if not cunning, and you would not count it impossible for more of the things to lie in wait... which brings to mind the rather uncomfortable questions of how many of the things are loose in the Seven Kingdoms. Before you had assumed, or at the very least hoped, that the ones you killed or drove off from White Harbor had been more or less limited to the city. But to find them here, again seemingly by accident, would imply either they are keeping a frightfully close watch on you or the rot in Westeros runs far, far deeper.
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Thankfully nothing shows itself on the ride, and the worse you have to worry about is the rather stilted conversation the knights try to make, trying to understand the limitations of magic and the nature of devils, without presumably 'polluting' their minds with too much knowledge of such matters. About the only scrap of useful knowledge you manage to wrest from these conversations is the full identity of the perspicuous Ser Criston: a knight of House Swygert, whose words strike you as deeply ironic given his propensity for slander. Truth has much yet to conquer...
The armsmen at the gates of Evenfall Hall let your unlikely cavalcade through with commendable speed, though no sooner had you entered the courtyard proper that a wild-eyed servant... more wild-eyed than seeing your steeds would account for that is, approaches lord Tarth with news that his daughter is in the sept accompanied by what you can only term babbling, close kin to religious hysteria. The imps or perhaps other devils had done something, but failed in some manner to do with the Seven. The news does not fill you with the same good cheer it does the knights, a fact which you take care to keep to yourself.
So it is that you come at last to the castle's sept where you are met with a tableau to surprise even you and your friends: a young girl, though one quite tall and strong for her age praying in front of the stained glass image of the Warrior. She bears a mace still wet with the black smoking bile of devils, but shining with soft silver light, more like silver in starlight than common steel. There are many ways you had imagined meeting one truly blessed by the Seven for the first time, but this had not been among them.
The story from the child, Brienne, made shy by the revered and strange company and the still-awed septon as soon as her father had assured himself of her safety, is one you can honestly deem heroic regardless of your misgivings of her choice of patron.
It is clear as day that the girl has long held a fascination for knighthood, not only for the martial arts but chivalry also, and her encounters with the lesser devils had marked her deeply and filled her with resolve beyond her years. For seven nights she prayed in secret before the image of the Warrior for the power to defend her home against a threat none other would believe in, something she remarkably seems to hold no rancor for.
"... And on the seventh day a vision came to me," the child spoke clearly now, her hesitation lost in the flow of her tale. "Not just strength of arm and blessings with which to see through their deceptions, but knowledge of the foe. Some I taunted and called forth, some I pointed out to the men at arms." She blushes slightly. "One I approached by stealth, but it seemed to me the only way."
"Honorable means are for honorable foes, not fiends, girl," Ser Richard offers, what the young scion of Tarth needs to hear and she seems grateful for it certainly, but you have no doubt the knight would stab the most honorable of men in the back should he feel it needed in his service.
"Thank you, Ser Knight," her smile lights up what would otherwise be a rather plain face into a sort of radiant joy. You have the feeling she does not often receive much praise and the near-adoration you can now see in the smallfolk around her seems leave her rather uncomfortable.
"Why would the Warrior choose a child, a girl-child?" one of the stormlander knights finally explodes in the question you had been certain had been at the forefront of their mind since the tale begun, held in check only by their lord's insistence that you hear Brienne in full.
"A true knight will use whatever weapon comes to hand to protect the helpless, should he not?" the child asks. "Why would the Warrior not act the same? A poor weapon I may make for my youth, but I served the task." You hear no hollow note in her modesty, but neither you note with a smile does she seem willing to make any excuses for her gender.
The sept explodes into a cacophony of questions from the knights, answers from the septon, half-coherent shouting from the various smallfolk, and generally unheard pleas for quiet from lord Tarth. Luckily the one who did hear was the man who could bring order without resorting to breaking limbs.
"Silence!" the false, but startlingly competent Lord Baratheon shouts, loud enough to send echoes through the sept. "Young Brienne, hardly a squire's age, has protected her home from a frightful and uncanny foe in her very first battle, then she explained her deeds adequately and sufficiently. The least we can all do in respect of said deeds is let her pray in peace and then find her bed and rest."
If the look the girl had given Ser Richard had been radiant then the one she directed towards the changeling lord could be called blinding. "Thank you, my lord. I will be at your disposal once I have finished my devotions..." Then a small pause as she receives a meaningful look, "and rested," she finishes.
Lord Tarth looks grateful for the intervention, though still more than a bit bewildered by what he had witnessed and been told as he leads all of you to his solar, a pleasant wood-paneled room with a roaring fire against the brisk sea-breeze, if perhaps a tad cramped for twelve.
"So," the changeling declares, looking around the room a though pausing as he meets your gaze. "Having been divested of any hope of lesser informers by divine miracle, how shall we deal with the greater fiend?"
"Destroy it, surely," the same knight who had questioned Brienne first says. "What went on here was surely a sign that such evil cannot be borne for even a moment."
"And yet it was borne for seven days while the girl prayed and gods know how long before that," Tyene puts in, her tone holding the merest edge of sarcasm.
"Dead, or rather, banished devils are about as useful in tracking down others of their ilk as one would imagine," you explain. "That is to say not at all."
"The Book of the Father warns against conversing with fiends," the stubborn knight counters.
"I believe the words are 'heed not the words of dark spirits,' Denys," the aged lord of Tarth counters, obviously still worried about the safety of his lands. "I do not believe Lord Targaryen intends to ask its counsel."
"Indeed I do not," you answer firmly. "However, I also cannot release the thing to its true form and wits here. If not bound in place with strong a magics it will simply vanish by sorcery. Thus I intend to take it to Sorcerer's Deep and interrogate it, then dispose of the monster in such a way that it is not merely banished to perhaps be called back to plague the world, but destroyed utterly."
"Glad as that would make me, the damn thing did stab me," the changeling declares firmly. "I would very much wish to hear of its motives and masters from its own mouth."
"My lord...!" the lord of Tarth calls, visibly shocked by the boldness or one might say the foolhardiness of the notion.
Before the other Stormlanders can add their voices, the changeling speaks firmly, "Selwyn, my friend, one either trusts a man's honor or one does not, and only a fool would call a man ally whom one does not trust. The hour may come, indeed it likely will, when we are foes across the field of war, but it is not this hour, regardless of where one might find oneself."
The knights subside very unhappily under the eye of their very young lord. "Very well, Lord Baratheon, you may accompany us and I pledge your safety in my lands for the time," you agree, though one thorny matter still rears its head. Should you after all reveal the power of translocation, or merely the full powers of the shadow steeds?
How do you travel to Sorcerer's Deep?
[] Teleportation
[] Phantom Steeds
[] Write in
OOC: Don't worry, you'll get to talk to Brienne later. I just did not want it turning into another multi-update tangent before you finished with the assassin devil.
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Aaand our worst fears are realized, Brienne has become a Paladin of the Warrior.
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Lore books to upgrade our library.
Scrolls of spells that we missed.
The lesser mending? Spells for constructs for example.
At least 2-3 months of crafting time of reagants.
That's what I want.
And if things go well, a way to retarget the MS portal to Air and a small outpost, made out of Stone (or ice if problems) with a built in endurr elements type spell for any inhabitants.
And railings. Big railings.
Concentric railings, at least 2 rings.
And a gentle ward warning people about the infinte drop.
Edit: How the fuck are we supposed to diplomance a girl knight away from the bloody seven!?!? It just... There is no way that we can add Brinne to the hoard. And she was so awesome! :'(
Scrolls of spells that we missed.
The lesser mending? Spells for constructs for example.
At least 2-3 months of crafting time of reagants.
That's what I want.
And if things go well, a way to retarget the MS portal to Air and a small outpost, made out of Stone (or ice if problems) with a built in endurr elements type spell for any inhabitants.
And railings. Big railings.
Concentric railings, at least 2 rings.
And a gentle ward warning people about the infinte drop.
Edit: How the fuck are we supposed to diplomance a girl knight away from the bloody seven!?!? It just... There is no way that we can add Brinne to the hoard. And she was so awesome! :'(
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Fuck.
Just a bit to late.
TIAMAT! You cost us our chance with Brienne in those few days! We would have listened and reacted quicker than the Father without that delay!
Just a bit to late.
TIAMAT! You cost us our chance with Brienne in those few days! We would have listened and reacted quicker than the Father without that delay!
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How long via steed, do you estimate? And can we use the wayfinder so we don't get lost?
That would be embarrasing
How long via steed, do you estimate? And can we use the wayfinder so we don't get lost?
That would be embarrasing
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There is zero chance, she's completely off limits now.
You're right, this is Tiamat's fault.Fuck.
Just a bit to late.
TIAMAT! You cost us our chance with Brienne in those few days! We would have listened and reacted quicker than the Father without that delay!
How long until we can steal her hoard?
Crake
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Or it would have reduced 7 Days to 7 Hours, @Artemis1992.
They're trying to put on a show for their believers, not dither and dally and then inevitably lose a possible champion to their cause.
They're trying to put on a show for their believers, not dither and dally and then inevitably lose a possible champion to their cause.
Well you do have a diplomacy score most harvester devils would envy and a lot of bribes to offer. Paladins do fall.
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No worries! She's still low-level. She'll either be a symbol that anyone can assimilate into our Empire and settle its distant provinces/new conquests, or she'll be a good midboss for our baby adventurers to level up against!Aaand our worst fears are realized, Brienne has become a Paladin of the Warrior.
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Bloody Paladin, already costing us valuable informants at our very first meeting.
The issue I see is that Paladins generally tend to rebound hard when falling.A full Blackguard would not be useful to us either.
Maybe not one so young and fresh in the job.
Just maybe we can do this without breaking her...
We propably could, we are literally better than most devils in this game.There is zero chance, she's completely off limits now.
The issue I see is that Paladins generally tend to rebound hard when falling.A full Blackguard would not be useful to us either.
Maybe not one so young and fresh in the job.
Just maybe we can do this without breaking her...
