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I wonder what would happen if we use a pint of our blood as ingredient for Alchemists Fire...
A Sword Without a Hilt: A Song of Ice and Fire/D&D 3.5 Crossover
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Won't somebody please think of the
I wonder what would happen if we used a few drops with con or cha damage....
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Firebrand.
egoo
Totally Not Creating Problems Where None Existed
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You know...
Hydras really are incredibly good test subjects.
Somewhat hard to contain, yes.
But!
Just think what effects would a Hydra with an undead subtype have in it's blood.
Or add any elemental subtype to that.
Poisonous Alchemist's fire, Poisonous Liquid Nitrogen, Poisonous vapor.
Shit, do many combinations.
Blood filled with chaotic energies?
Blood with liquid Law and Evil concepts?
Making an angelic Hydra and then harvesting liquid Good from it?
Too much possibilities, too little time T_T
I'll now be pushing for setting up at least 2 Steel Hydras next month (with 1 Hydra left going to Tyrosh), and starting a research on changing a Hydra's nature by filling it with "insert_subtype" essence.
Hydras really are incredibly good test subjects.
Somewhat hard to contain, yes.
But!
Just think what effects would a Hydra with an undead subtype have in it's blood.
Or add any elemental subtype to that.
Poisonous Alchemist's fire, Poisonous Liquid Nitrogen, Poisonous vapor.
Shit, do many combinations.
Blood filled with chaotic energies?
Blood with liquid Law and Evil concepts?
Making an angelic Hydra and then harvesting liquid Good from it?
Too much possibilities, too little time T_T
I'll now be pushing for setting up at least 2 Steel Hydras next month (with 1 Hydra left going to Tyrosh), and starting a research on changing a Hydra's nature by filling it with "insert_subtype" essence.
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Each Hydra "egg" has thousands of larvae. We have practically infinite amounts of small affronts against biology.
egoo
Totally Not Creating Problems Where None Existed
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True, but they still need time to grow.
Though admittedly, for some reason I thought we have 3 almost adult hydras already, alongside cysts.
Eh, I guess I'll have to bother DP with this sort of questions...
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That was precisely what I had in mind when I first envisioned this operation.
We will be failures if we don't get thousands of petrified spiders by the end of this.
Canon Omake: The Late Pilgrim
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The Late Pilgrim
Seventeenth Day of the Fourth Month 293 AC
The old man walked through the streets of Sorcerer's Deep, one hand holding a cane, the other he kept close to his chest, holding something that dangled from a silver chain. "So this is the city, doesn't look all that special to me" he murmured, his eyes wandered across the street, here and there vendors were selling exotic food from carts, Caramel plums from Tyrosh and spicy Volantene stew, lime water from Dorne and fresh mollusks from the bay, until he spotted something that made him stop on his tracks.
"Are those monkeys wearing clothes? Perhaps there is something to the rumours after all" He approached what looked like two monkeys having a discussion atop a store, in a strange tongue the likes of what he had never heard.
"Excuse me sirs, I don't suppose you could spare a moment for a man new in town?" The monkeys stopped their discussion and looked to him, so it seemed they could understand him.
"You could've asked anyone on street, you here to see "Island of wonders"? I can show you for coin" Smart too then, he thought, the novelty of such a guide probably meant they asked for a premium, magic calls to magic, luckily he had coin to spare.
"Aye, thought I would ask a local for help, there is something I need to see, and hear your opinion of if it pleases you" he got a heavy coin from his belt a threw it at the monkey, it caught it and smiled as he peered inside and weighted it, his companion gave him a pat and went on his way as his new guide climbed down.
"So, what do you want to see? I can tell you tales, I can take you to the forge and where the beasts live, but it is a long walk" His guide glanced at his bad leg and the cane.
"I can pay for a carriage, but that's for later, you see, I heard about this temple…"
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Veniro of Braavos was excited to see Sothoryos for the first time, his father had started him early aboard his ship, and he had already seen the white walls of Qarth and the tall tower of Oldtown, but the jungles of Sothoryos were something altogether different, for weeks they had sailed along the coast, and endless expanse of thick mangrove and white, secluded beaches, until they reached their destination.
The mouth of the river was massive, the whole of Braavos could easily fit inside with room to spare. The river promised ease of access to the heart of the continent, and the untold riches within, his father had found about it from some natives and had made some arrangements, he would bring a cargo of wine, tools and metal and he would receive plants, pelts and fine woods in exchange.
"This will pay for a whole fleet when we return to Braavos, we are going to move to one of the big mansions and dine with the Sealord son" his father had said, being so close to the village, he could now believe it, in an hour they would be unloading their cargo and inspecting the good they would receive in trade.
They were approaching the village now, wooden houses raised on stilts along the shore, canoes and small boats were tied to crude piers, but strangely no one seemed to be in sight, perhaps they had all gone to the chief's house to receive them? This may well be the first time a ship this large arrived to these waters, his father told him the natives had to travel for days or weeks to trade with their neighbors, so this agreement was as important for them as it was for him.
Indeed, as they approached the largest concentration of building, he saw some of the natives, they were tall and dark of skin, they did not wear much clothing, but tattoos ran along their arms and faces, he had to admit he was a bit intimidated, his hand moved to his practice sword, it would not do him much good if it came to a fight he knew, but its presence reassured him.
"It's ok boy, that one there is Xenacos, the one I met in the trade outpost, the men there said he is trustworthy. We probably look just as strange to them as they look to us, just try not to stare"
They disembarked and started walking to where Xenacos was waiting for them, but he could feel something was wrong, the people around them were all men and many most were armed, Xenacos looked nervous too, but his father strode confidently towards him.
Then it happened, Xenacos tried to shout something to his father but the man behind him used a dagger to slit his throat as several more men came out from behind the houses and the rooftops. "GET BEHIND ME BOY! TO THE BOAT, IT'S A TRAP!" He shouted to his men, as he unsheated his sword.
He had been a Bravo in his youth, just like many other men, and the life of a sailor often required one to the learn the ways of the water dancer, but they were badly outnumbered, others were already boarding the ship as the men aboard struggled to untie the ship and held them back.
"We won't make it back to the boat, we need to move get the river and get on a boat, it's the only way now" his father told him, he started moving when two other men barred their path, he jumped at them and got one of them, but the men behind them were now closing on them.
"Run ahead, get on a boat, I'll be right behind you" were the last words his father spoke to him, he ran without looking back, the sounds of fighting were almost over, and he knew they had lost, ahead of him he saw that some of the men were waiting by the boats, probably expecting any survivors to jump to the river, realizing he had enemies behind and ahead of him , he did the only thing he could, the one thing his father told him never to do.
He ran into the jungle alone.
Note: I have been writing to write a sothoryos omake for a while now, lets see if i can get it finished before we come back from this adventure. in case its not clear, the part in Sothoryos was around 45 years ago, when he was a young boy. i might need another 2 to properly finish the story, but we'll see how it goes.
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To address these concerns, let me say that I carefully considered the creation of colonies in the Basilisk Isles.
For one, we have Salladhors raiding fleet. The Narrow Sea is becoming depleted, since the sheer scale of our raiding and that there is no one around who could contest the sea is wrecking the local slaver economies. We are running out of vslid targets and once our next expansion wave hits, there won't be any left. So sending Salladhor away is a necessary move either way and this way, we do it without waiting for the crash first. Furthermore, it makes us look weaker on the seas, thus aiding our Lys intrigues by making it seem easier to land troops in the Disputed Lands.
Overall, sending him away aids both our short-term concerns in southern Essos and our long-term plans by building a presence in Sothoryos and expanding our reach to Ghis and Qarth. We should also see beneficial effects on trade, as he is removing the only other large pirate dominated area west of Quarth. There will still be ghiscari privateers, but they will find themselves facing a strong, local naval power instead of a trading fleet that has trouble to project force this far.
As for the manpower, we actually have too much. We can massively improve agriculture output by spreading the harvest ritual to the Disputed Lands, but we don't have enough buyers for that much produce. Thus we will put a lot of former farm and plantation slaves out of a job. The sheer glut of people we can flush to the available labor pool is too high for SD to handle on it's own rigjt now, especially as there are too few jobs that need unskilled workers.
Hence the mining investments we are trying to get from Braavos, which will both provide jobs for the former farmers and raw materials to expand SDs manufactories. For those unwilling to give up their current profession, we need a vent, preferably pne where they produce something valuable instead of food. Thus the Basilisk isles, which have the perfect climate to grow cocoa, coconuts, sugar cane, tropical woods and various spices. It will be a bit difficult to sell the dangerous lands to the people, but the value of the produce means that we can offer financial incentives while still making significant profits. Profits that will finance infrastructure, ships and Legionaires all over the Imperium.
So yes, we are doing stuff all over the place, but with great care. All of this only uses ressources that are either ample or currently underutilized, while focusing not only on long-term ambitions, but also short-term gain to fuel our other operations.
We are not stretching ourselves thin. We are a creeper vine that just grows stronger the more area it covers.
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@Duesal
You are hyping up a bit too much.
The amounts of Spider-HD you are talking about would essentially make sacrifice trivial.
And then it's not sacrifice.
I really don't believe DP will eliminate sacrifice-gathering from our concerns completly by allowing us to get a near-unlimited supply here.
Maybe some dozen and a big one.
You are hyping up a bit too much.
The amounts of Spider-HD you are talking about would essentially make sacrifice trivial.
And then it's not sacrifice.
I really don't believe DP will eliminate sacrifice-gathering from our concerns completly by allowing us to get a near-unlimited supply here.
Maybe some dozen and a big one.
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And trying to grow faster than the other vines.
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Or anything below 'huge' will not be accepted as a sacrifice (gives no bonus).
egoo
Totally Not Creating Problems Where None Existed
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It...
Probably would, as DP approved these spiders having fiendish template and as such counting for a sacrifice.
More likely by far, is that there aren't any small spiders anymore, since we had not looked into the mirror since that one time.
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I don't think I'm hyping it up too much, and I'm not expecting an unlimited supply. What I want is one good run specifically to go towards the petrified weirwood, and then that's it. I've talked extensively with DP, and these spiders do count as sacrifices thanks to that fiendish template.
Also... where on earth are you getting this idea of an unlimited supply? Do you think we're going to let the spiders stay here? We're planning on building a panic fortress here.
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Part MMCXCIX: Beneath the Shroud of Ages
Beneath the Shroud of Ages
Seventeenth Day of the Fourth Month 293 AC
For the first time the space between is not a chaotic maelstrom of sounds and colors but filled with bright emerald coils and the sound of hissing rising and falling in some impossibility ancient cadence, the gift of a fallen god returned to some measure of his ancient strength. The seven of you pass back into the world floating in the hot and muggy air three-hundred feet above the ancient temple you had so often glimpsed in the dark mirror's depths.
Beneath you lies a clearing of sorts in the thick jungle that blankets the land as far as the eye can see, and there you witness at last before your own eyes the writhing profusion of black hairy legs and burning crimson eyes staining the endless green. Pale webs like some titanic shroud veil ancient trees and and crumbling columns both, their swarming architects ranging in size from a few feet to three monstrous titans that dwarf even your draconic form. A handful more are 'only' the size of elder wyrms... A nervous laugh emerges as a jet of black smoke from your mouth.
How can they even live? What do they eat? The questions chase each other in your mind. If there is an answer to be found then surely it must lie in the runs of the temple, beneath the near-mindless host of guardians. "Keep Irony in his bottle for now. I'll..."
"Wait!" Maelor calls, flying closer as though to instinctively hold you back. "Things don't feel right, magic feels all slippery in my head..." The boy trails off in frustration, unable to put his feeling into words.
Thankfully Malarys has no such impediment once the warning is given. "The boy is right. Something about the structures down there emanate a disturbance in the fabric of magic. Spells might be weaker or far stronger than their caster intended..."
Tearing your attention away from the grotesque tableau of the increasingly agitated monsters you sense it too, as though the world's fire flickered wildly in some unseen storm, at times going down to an ember and others flaring unnaturally bright.
Wild magic zone entered: All caster levels equal CL-3+1d6
"For it to be so strong this high up speaks poorly of what we may find below," you announce. "It should be safe enough for me to get close enough to curse the largest spiders into some innocuous form. Even if the spell upon me should fail I still have my wings to hold me."
"Assuming it does not get worse or that something cleverer than those spiders does not wake up down there to attack you," Dany points out. "I think at least some of us should follow behind you to help keep you safe."
Ser Richard is obviously nodding along where at the other end of the spectrum Bronn is looking between you in incomprehension, at the notion that you might need any such thing. Though admittedly some part of you finds pleasure in the mute show of confidence, you know too much of sorcery to discount Dany's words out of hand.
How do you approach the spiders?
[] Fly close alone and polymorph the colossal and gargantuan ones (3 and 5 respectively)
[] Take a companion or companions with you
-[] Write in who
[] Write in
OOC: Well, we are finally here after years IC and OOC.
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Tricky tricky. Viserys doing strafing runs with Irony should still work wonders.
Anyway, @Artemis1992, this is why the sacrifices are valid. Getting them in these conditions will not be trivial, and their fiendish blood alone already qualifies them.
Anyway, @Artemis1992, this is why the sacrifices are valid. Getting them in these conditions will not be trivial, and their fiendish blood alone already qualifies them.
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@DragonParadox How many people can safely ride on Viserys' back?
Four though 'safely' is a very relative concept without a saddle and harness.
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You have been talking about thousands of HD.
I think we have never needed more than 50-100 for one task so far, so that is pretty close to unlimited for the next few years.
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Pretty much all of that is intended to go straight to the petrified weirwood, and has been for a while, so I'm still confused where you got the idea I intended to turn this into an unlimited source of HD. The Larder will be basically empty when we finish growing that tree.
egoo
Totally Not Creating Problems Where None Existed
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...Dawn. Age. Tree.
We aim to get st least 540HD for it, so we have nice round "ten times more"
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Let's keep an eye or two out for Webs, okay.
If anyone gets entangled he is dead and I would expect fiendish spiders in a wild magic zone to have some tricks to ensure that happens.
If anyone gets entangled he is dead and I would expect fiendish spiders in a wild magic zone to have some tricks to ensure that happens.
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I though you were kidding.
You really want to throw in 10 times more than needed and propably 5 times more than sensible at that tree?
Dimishing returns anyone?
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Of course we weren't kidding.
It's going to be the most powerful Heart Tree in the world if we have anything to say about it, and in addition to the spiders and everything currently in the Larder we're going to summon proper fiends to add to the sacrifice (starting with the three Thanadaemons). If you think we'll be getting diminishing returns for a sacrifice this big I don't know what to tell you. The last time we made a sacrifice even approaching this power we got a Fungus Forge out of it.
Besides, the Old Gods happen to like us.