Age of Ice and Blood: A Pathfinder System Heroic Fantasy Quest
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Goldfish
Friendly Spider-Fish Abomination
- Location
- Formerly of the Far Realm
Extremely unlikely. Roland was thoroughly disillusioned with the crusade he participated in, so much so that he nearly lost faith in god entirely. The last thing he would want to do is lead another crusade or kick off a holy war.
Which makes it thoroughly ironic if he gets dragged in another one where visible evil alignment creatures are there to slay.
So far he met fey but what if he meets demons and angels?
What a hoot it will be if he meets a paladin.
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Arc 2 Post 35: By Hidden Streams
By Hidden Streams
The Twenty Sixth of Elnu-hamba [Elnu Descendent] Year 1348 A. L. (After Landfall)
You feel tired, not only in flesh with all the aches and pains of battle, even one in which you were not wounded, but in spirit from all that you had seen and all that you had lost. And so you just let go, pulled by currents unseen like flotsam in a roaring river, drawn out like thread through a needle, like flower though the weight of heavy millstones, you flow though the air and slip through the earth.
You are the vulture high above the swirling sands looking for another morsel to survive wastes and you are the lizard cowering in its shadow. You are the glared and thorny tree, grasping at the sky and digging deep into the earth for water and you are the strange and gangling beast that picks though it, horns flashing in the sun. You are the fish in swift snow-melt that falls down the flanks of the rivers and you are a striped horse that runs on the great grassy plains. Last of all you are a bird you think, an eagle of some kind looking down upon a city of white limestone, of wide bridges and fluted towers, their pinnacles burning gold by day and silver by night.
Though you had heard but tall tales from sailors lips at that you know it at once, Oromo of the Hundred Towers, capital of Inaurna the Blessed Realm. As a specter you pass though a window of tinted faintly amethyst in the light of the distant moon and pass into a chamber rich in fine carpeting, though your eyes seem clouded such that you cannot distinguish the weave. Of all the chamber the only thing you can see clearly is her. The woman is clearly of the same kindred as the mage you had slain, though from garb of gold and azure and from the manner of her posture you know this to be no servant, but a lady of high esteem and used to wielding power as any queen.
As a phantom weight upon your neck still hangs the talisman and it is drawn to her. "Who are you?" you ask, not truly expecting an answer, for in truth you are not here more than mist and vapor, if even that. There is a part of you that wonders if you had died there among the stones of some hidden curse and this is some circuitous road to final Judgement.
The lady starts and looks you in the eye. Her own eyes are not dark as you had expected, but grey as the sea under stormy skies. //Who are you and what ill tidings do you herald?/ / Not for the first time you understand words spoken in no tongue which you had learned, though it feels less like they are being pressed into your mind and more like they hag suspended like mist in the air, and like the air you breathe it in
Your thoughts turn back to what the water spirit has said of the southerners and their purpose. Was this their patron, Aphiwe whose father had been enchanted and who had send forth heralds of her will so far to die on foreign shores.
//Be ye specter or daemon or lonely thing, I ask again, name yourself?// The call comes again and you do not know how to answer it or even if you should. Perhaps you have just hit your head and sent your wits wandering.
There is silence broken only by the soft patter of rain starting behind you as the wind carries you further inside the room.
//Thrice I call and thrice shall I be heard, name yourself spirit or from this place be gone!// This time the words are a command heavy upon the air with the confidence of one long used to delivering such, but you are not swayed, likely because you are none of the things she suspects you of, neither demon, not ghost, nor fey spirit.
Yes still you might be able to reply. What do you say?
[] Introduce yourself
-[] By name and title
-[] As one who speaks from the northern stones
-[] As one who bears the coiled gold talisman
[] Be silent
[] Try to depart
OOC: Welcome to your first out of body experience cutesy of the ley line network and a bunch of other things you need a experienced mage to explain. Not yet edited.
He isn't disillusioned with the faith as a whole yet though; just the political leadership that told him he was going to war for god when it was really for their material gain. That could develop into full blown apostasy, but I don't think it's gone all the way there yet.
I've been reading Roland as has having lost all faith in the church as an organization and having very serious doubts on organized religion in general but still having faith that a god still exists.
Goldfish
Friendly Spider-Fish Abomination
- Location
- Formerly of the Far Realm
We should introduce ourselves, but definitely not by name and title, since those are important identifiers which might allow others to use Divination magic to locate us, and not as the one who ganked her last hope for freedom.
[X] Introduce yourself
-[X] As one who speaks from the northern stones
[X] Introduce yourself
-[X] As one who speaks from the northern stones
As this is a pathfinder crossover he's going to have such a fun time if he does meet an angel or a paladin who can use their abilities to heal.
However the adventure he's having right now is of the island sort. That remains to be seen if the ship finds a civilisation more involved with fighting other ones and other encounters with the supernatural.
Now he's having his first dream sequence. Wonder if he'll get one too from any special items he picked up like when I picked up that angel sword?
I don't think it's just a god in the agnostic sense. Just look at the oath he made and the way he thought about doing so.
He pretty clearly believes that the Abrahamic God exists and that Heaven is at least sort organized they way he was taught it was.
It's using pathfinder rules for stuff, but I'm pretty sure the setting details are original. The planes as a whole could work in a number of different ways and still conform to the rule set.
Hell, we keep assuming that they jumped into a wholly new cosmos, but what if it was just between parts of the prime material? What if something close to big G is running the LG outer planes here, if not exactly in the way they expect?
Could be that if he manages to encounter a proper angel it actually validates many of his core beliefs even if it doesn't support (all of) the religious canon he gained them from.
That also gives her a place to start though. What if we just go by title and nation of origin? She can't exactly use that to track us because the things we're referencing don't exist as institutions to investigate.
That sort of thing will probably end up being a greater portion of her intelligence network since good divination is expensive and complicated.
[X] Introduce Yourself
-[X] By title and nation of origin, but not name
- Location
- Germany
It's just magic though?
He has already seen Inge heal and smite with no particular connection to the christian god, why would a Paladin or even Angel impress him more than her doing this by invoking a goddess he has nothing to do with?
Yes, that's him.
You don't see how it would make him question himself if paladins that dress like him or his perception of an angel appears to him with holy powers that can do exorcism of anything clearly demonic or unholy?
- Location
- Pilipinas
Did we take Tam's body and equipment? Maybe we should bury him with proper Christian rites as well as taking a keepsake? For as more of our men die, the less our connection to the world we left behind. It would be a very sad day indeed if we are the last one standing and had forgotten what our mother, our men, and what Normandy looks like.
- Location
- Germany
No.
The most important powers of both, in healing or in smiting, have been shown to him by a pagan priest here already, so I don't see him being particularly impressed just because the caster wears a shinier armor.
Maybe by Angels, but those are definitly not our God's angels and they won't claim to be, so I see no reason to be more affected than by fey or fiend.
You have his body and will try to bury him in the traditions of home, or at least the best approximation you can manage. No one with you is anything close to a priest.
Good night guys, see you tomorrow with talks from afar, a funeral for Tam and the wrap up of the arc.
@DragonParadox I believe in the first post it said there were other passengers on the ship besides are men. Are any of them still alive, if so can you tell us anything about them.
[X] Introduce yourself
-[X] As one who speaks from the northern stones
[X] Introduce yourself
-[X] As one who speaks from the northern stones
Eh I ended up soft ret-coning them as Zaia's sheet developed and I realized I would not need more people for what I had in mind. So it's you, your men, Zaia and the crew on the journey. I did not want the Earth characters to take up too much of the early screen time which would have isolated you from th world you found yourselves in.
- Location
- United States
[X] Introduce Yourself
-[X] By title and nation of origin, but not name
Considering Roland's current fuckery with the Fae, he should know better than to give his name to strangers.
-[X] By title and nation of origin, but not name
Considering Roland's current fuckery with the Fae, he should know better than to give his name to strangers.