I inaugurated DragonParadox's 7000th page of the thread with an in-joke about bear derriere.

Truly a magical place, ASWaH.
 
My expectation has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that he's supposed to be a Good God, it has a great deal to do with the old phrase 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend'. Normally that still wouldn't be enough but between the gods domain and his common personality along with that common saying which is common for a reason it gives me a certain expectation that if we deal with him fairly and reasonably he'll deal with us the same way in return.

TL; DR All of us here are part of that greedy bitch can eat shit and die Club. Both of us have some very personal reasons to be apart of the that greedy bitch can eat shit and die Club.
The enemy of my enemy is my enemy's enemy no more no less.
 
Just as a note, this spell in particular is one of the reasons why I'm opposed to involving soldiers, even our legionaires, into high-magical oombat.

A level-appropriate enemy in a few levels with Frostfell can use one or two of the cubes to attack our party, a valid if not overpowered option for a caster or a cold-themed Fey with strong SLAs.
The remaining 15 or more cubes can be used to wipe out a small army or decapitate a larger one by hitting officers and elite units.
Think about it. Which mortal army can stand up to 15 better-than-fireball hits and then fight in heavy snowstorm, by unearthly cold that can kill a warrior in less than an hour and on slippery ice?

It's just... ah. There's got to be a way. The First Men fought what is supposed to be a big war, after all.
 
It's just... ah. There's got to be a way. The First Men fought what is supposed to be a big war, after all.
Brandon the Builder was likely well into his epic levels.

The Last Hero was probably the same.

Age of Heroes. Figures right out of legend. They had a huge part in keeping everyone else alive.

If anything I'm expecting the NPCs to keep up logistics for us. Keep the supplies coming, keep growing the food, burn all the dead, make sure bandits don't stupidly prey on the weak during the Long Night, etc. We can't be everywhere, so we'll need to rely on them for this.

EDIT: In the same vein, we rely on Alinor to do everything Viserys doesn't have the time to do. This would basically be that. The NPCs will do whatever we don't have the time to do.

EDIT 2: As for why I think Brandon the Builder was in his Epic Levels, my evidence is stuff we've already seen. The wards in Winterfell which even guarded against dreamers. Those awe-inspiring wards on the Wall.

That is so far beyond us that Bloodraven has to spend months looking through Old God memories to figure out how the fuck Brandon managed it in the first place.

So yeah. Epic level character.
 
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It's just... ah. There's got to be a way. The First Men fought what is supposed to be a big war, after all.

It's called getting massacred by high-level spells. Although I imagine it was mostly because the Epic-level characters would fight it out with one another and whoever survived, in the end, got the spoils of victory.

Edit: Tristan Mudd took a Six v One and lost so he's an example of how to hold/pin down PC characters. I imagine the real fight went a bit more different because he was brought back meaning he was probably high leveled
 
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On a random note since our baby adventurers cleared Daemon's Folly and since it is the largest island in the Stepstones we should totally colonize it soon.

I would imagine in the far future if we convert the Stepstones area into some kinda province for our empire said island will become the seat of power in the area, even if SD acts kinda like how Oldtown is in the Reach.

@DragonParadox before we colonize island is it big enough that it warrants a survey? Also how big would you say island is compared to the more well known ones in setting?
 
Looking at the age of heroes, the might of armies seems relatively weak compared to powerful individuals. Though armies were probably closer to hundreds strong warbands than the 15-20k armies of modern Westeros. Still, it seems there was much more magic and PC power about.
 
On a random note since our baby adventurers cleared Daemon's Folly and since it is the largest island in the Stepstones we should totally colonize it soon.

I would imagine in the far future if we convert the Stepstones area into some kinda province for our empire said island will become the seat of power in the area, even if SD acts kinda like how Oldtown is in the Reach.

@DragonParadox before we colonize island is it big enough that it warrants a survey? Also how big would you say island is compared to the more well known ones in setting?

It's already on my advocacy list for Visery's next bit of free time. Things have been pretty chill for him so far this month, his stay with the Dothraki observing and listening to stories pretty low-key (particularly for him).

We probably want to start in the area around Port Sorrow, though. I've tried before, but it was pushed off the turn when other things came up. Viserys really needs to meet the inn lady in Port Sorrow though.
 
On a random note since our baby adventurers cleared Daemon's Folly and since it is the largest island in the Stepstones we should totally colonize it soon.

I would imagine in the far future if we convert the Stepstones area into some kinda province for our empire said island will become the seat of power in the area, even if SD acts kinda like how Oldtown is in the Reach.

@DragonParadox before we colonize island is it big enough that it warrants a survey? Also how big would you say island is compared to the more well known ones in setting?
It's the same island Port Sorrow is on.
 
Part MDCCCXCI: Life's Embrace
Life's Embrace

Tenth Day of the Second Month 293 AC

You return to Sunspear just as the sun begins to sink bellow the horizon as discretely as you had left, bearing sorcery, gifts, and above all else hope. Perhaps one more of your kin could be snatched from death's cold embrace this day. The thought might have almost been a prayer, but it is to no god that you trust the working of miracles this day.

Prince Doran still sits by his slumbering sister's side, the only signs of the passing of time being the supper tray that he must have recently shared with your mother and Tyene. "Did you find what you sought?" he asks urgently the moment you and your companions manifest in the chamber.

"Yes, and a bit more besides," you answer, handing the sheet of gold, shining perhaps a touch more brightly than it aught to Tyene. "It's probably best if you try again."

"She won't know me," your friend replies wistfully. "I never got a chance to meet... them." The reminder of the boy Aegon, gone beyond hope of return, dampens spirits, but still an air of expectation hangs over the chamber.

Words in the tongue of dragons fall from Tyene's lips though she speaks it not. Blessings they are, grand and sweeping things, a lantern to open the way and herald a joyous return. They hang upon the air writ in tongues of flame and ring a clarion call into the ether... yet it seems that this time it would go unanswered by a soul too weary or too frightened of the dreadful manner of its death to allow return.

"Rhaenys..." a single word spoken softly in her sleep by the still slumbering Elia. She had been calling out to her children, her brothers, even to Rhaegar since you had entered, the last of Tyene's herbs clearing from her blood. Whether it be a quirk of chance or fate you may never know, but betwixt that moment and the next the light in Tyene's hands twists and flows like water to wrap around the stool that holds the fragile shard of bone and weave itself into the semblance of a dark-haired wide-eyed little girl you faintly remember from your childhood.

"Mama!" she screams and Elia jerks fully awake, her own terrors banished for the moment at least by the sound.

Tears there are then aplenty and confusion and fear, those lost held close with dozens, scores of whispered assurances. Then comes the disbelief and even anger, and you are glad to hear even the latter even as you worry someone might hear.

"So, Aegon is truly gone?" your goodsister asks at last as she strokes her daughter's hair in a hug that neither seem remotely willing to end.

"My lady, I am more sorry than I can say, but a child so young will not know himself well enough to return from beyond death," you reply earnestly.

"I..." she swallows thickly. "I'd like to say I understand, but I don't really. I hope that it will come in time as it must have done to all of you. I would ask one more thing of you then, Prince Viserys."

"Yes?" you ask a touch warily, guessing where her thoughts likely lie.

"Avenge him... and me and Rhaenys." The girl whimpers in her mother's arms at the sound of her name, but the princess continues the words like venom drawn from a wound. "Slay Tywin's dogs if you cannot yet kill the monster himself," she says starkly.

Even as your mind works feverishly seeking an answer you can give, you find yourself impressed that even in her state Elia Martell is able to make that distinction. She would have made Rhaegar a worthy queen you think.

Doran catches your eye and discretely shows open palms to gesture that the decision is yours alone. He will not speak up for fear of upsetting his sister, you suspect, but it is clear the prince of Dorne considers that you have done enough in this matter. On the other hand he might seek to enact Elia's vengeance himself... let alone what Oberyn might do if presented with such a plea from his sisters' lips.

What do you answer?

[] Write in

OOC: If you consider Elia's plea unreasonable, keep in mind how she died. From her perspective that happened minutes ago.
 
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"Avenge him... and me and Rhaenys." The girl whimpers in her mother's arms at the sound of her name, but the princess continues the words like venom drawn from a wound. "Slay Tywin's dogs if you cannot yet kill the monster himself," she says starkly.
Best goodsister.

And holy hell, we managed to bring back Rhaenys. :D

@DragonParadox, so confirmation that the poor girl did indeed suffer the -2 Con penalty?

Maybe in the future we can figure out how to give that back to her.
 
If you want it to be something inherent to her and not attached to anything external it would take two wishes to give her +2 permanent bonus Con that stacks with everything.
Confirmation indeed, then. Well, she has her ring, so she can live normally for basically her whole life. This is a concern for much, much later.
 
[X] "I'll arrange it." If pressed, Viserys will say that he won't risk war when the pieces are not yet in place, but if it can be done, it will be.
 
I mean, we were already planning on killing Tywin, Lorch, and Clegane. And the Lannisters have been getting annoyingly bold lately. We don't have time immediately, but informing her that we were already planning on it, and will begin preparations to hunt down Tywin's lapdogs, and that we do not intend to permit Tywin to survive the coming war should mollify her.
 
Is anyone else kinda insulted? We would've killed those guys even if Dorne's support didn't hinge on it.
I'm pleased by this. It's one more block against the Lannisters.

[X] "I'll arrange it." If pressed, Viserys will say that he won't risk war when the pieces are not yet in place, but if it can be done, it will be.
 
[X] "I'll arrange it." If pressed, Viserys will say that he won't risk war when the pieces are not yet in place, but if it can be done, it will be.
 
(at home so I'm not using speech to text at the moment)

Now this one is obvious however nothing will help a child move past trauma like a pet. Now I'm sure we have some of those teleporting puppies around that are basically made of goodness and rainbows but maybe they have some other options here...



"Baby Trent from the Old Gods, his name is Groot." "Why Groot?" "Because 'Groot Groot' apparently."

Half my post was cut off but there is also the Baby Owl Bear, or even a Baby Phoenix though considering what it can do I'm not sure we could be convinced to part with it.
 
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@DragonParadox

Just a tiny note from rereading ASOIAF a bit:
The storm lord drank down the knight of skulls and kisses in a wine-cup war.
From Meera Reed telling the story of the Knight of the Laughing Tree.


That was at the Harrenhall tourney, did Robert drink Richard under the table, or RIchard's father?

[X] "I'll arrange it." If pressed, Viserys will say that he won't risk war when the pieces are not yet in place, but if it can be done, it will be.
 
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