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Age of Ice and Blood: A Pathfinder System Heroic Fantasy Quest

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One thing about the wining vote (and anything that is not full acceptance), you might need a diplo roll to pull it off. Obviously Roland is not an expert on fey, much less this particular one so you do not get a DC.
 
[X] Yes
-[X] And you shall make the vow

Let's not half-ass this vow.
We'll do this, or if we fail make this fey our enemy.
 
Unrelated to the direct vote, can anyone imagine what a sorcerer-poet is?
A Bard?
Or just another mage with a faible for poetry?

Or does the Fey use similar music-metaphors for magic like the Children of the Forest and this is to be understood as a metaphor with no actual poetry?
 
I think we know far too little about fae IC to phrase this bargain properly.

[X] Yes
-[X] And you shall make the vow
 
Artemis1992 said:
Unrelated to the direct vote, can anyone imagine what a sorcerer-poet is?
A Bard?
Or just another mage with a faible for poetry?

Or does the Fey use similar music-metaphors for magic like the Children of the Forest and this is to be understood as a metaphor with no actual poetry?
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I was assuming Bard.
 
Artemis1992 said:
Unrelated to the direct vote, can anyone imagine what a sorcerer-poet is?
A Bard?
Or just another mage with a faible for poetry?

Or does the Fey use similar music-metaphors for magic like the Children of the Forest and this is to be understood as a metaphor with no actual poetry?
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As far as you know, via Inge who has some knowledge nature, the fey in general do not go for music metaphor, but then the fey in general do not tend to do anything, they are too different one from the other. Asking Inge how the fey act is like asking her how humans act, there is as far as she knows no general answer.
 
Goldfish said:
I wonder if they might be the descendants of a time-displaced Roman legion...
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Looking at Tiberius in the character selection, I wonder if he came to this alternate Earth way before Roland did.
DragonParadox said:
[] Tiberius Florius Gaius, the young optius of the Third Century of the Fifth Cohort of the Legio X Equestris. Your centurion is dead in disgrace by the will of the Emperor, by the will of Cesar they say. You are too young to curse his name for the blood spilled on Egyptian soil in wars of pride and power that saw the sons of Rome cast down, but you are not so young as to name your legion Gemini as to forget the glories and the victories of Gaul.
+Lockstep Discipline (your men belong to one of the most celebrated legions of the age)
+Engineering knowledge (more than the swords of its legions, it is the skill of its engineers that has built the Empire)
-Glory starved (Long has it been since the Tenth has known any triumphs and they hunger for it)
-Fear and Disdain of Magic (While no strangers to superstition the veterans of the tenth have little care for sorcery and those who work it. It reminds too many of their stay in Egypt, and the disastrous loss that followed)
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That would be a massive twist if that was the case.
 
[X] Yes
-[X] And you shall make the vow

Well we did promise to look into what's happening and it seems like the guardian is indeed guarding the place, even if he is more of an ass than we expected.
 
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Adhoc vote count started by DragonParadox on Sep 6, 2021 at 1:48 AM, finished with 24 posts and 13 votes.
  • [X] Yes
    -[X] And you shall make the vow
    [X] Yes
    —[X] You shall make the vow, but not unconditionally.
    —-[X] You shall make a true effort to hunt down the trespassers, but pointedly won't provide a schedule for that return or swear to ensuring the condition of the items retrieved.
    —-[X] In the event of a failure after all reasonable efforts have been made a material recompense will be negotiated at a later date, but will not surpass a cost equaling what might be done by three mortal men in three mortal days.
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Arc 2 Post 24: Eyes Wide Open
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    The Twenty Fifth of Elnu-hamba [Elnu Descendent] Year 1348 A. L. (After Landfall)

    Though you have no love of being sent out to kill in the name of one who speaks with twisted tongue, you do not think you know enough of him and his kind to straighten it, and from how silent Inge has been you do not think she is likely to know much more. "Very well, I pledge to deal with these invaders and return the skulls of your kin to you."

    No sooner had the words passed your lips that the water spirit gives smiles with far more teeth than aught to fit in a human mouth and then without another word he vanishes, leaving naught but a shimmer in the air.

    As you and Inge rush to sea to Jean the others keep a weary eye for more peril, or for the guide you had been promised, but nothing emerges from the dark green of the forest or the cold silence of the stones. The girl's lips move in the quiet utterance of what might be spell or prayer or something in between. "Ikomi will not swift take him, but he will not soon be able to fight or ride I think. Someone will have to stay with him."

    "Stay... stay..." a small voice twitters from the branches above your head. "That wasn't the deal at all, no no, not the deal at all..."

    You look up to see at first the points of small golden eyes among the branches, then a figure emerges as though wrought for evening's shadows. She bears a shawl of laurel leaves and on her head a strange horned helm. From branch to branch she skips and flies on wings as fine as gossamer and you see now in her hand a bow that seems too small to harm anything larger than a frog or squirrel, but which you still glance at warily. You have seen too much that is odd in this land to discount any weapon.


    "I vowed to see the task to its end, speaking in the name of all our company, but we did not forswear all care for each other or simple sense. A man half-drowned set on a horse will see no battle," you answer sharply.

    "Fleshlings are so fragile," she says with what might be a laugh, a sigh or anything between them. "Set him down then and let's be off. Ukuhamba will see him guarded."

    "Better for him to be under the eye of his own kin," you reply, as tactfully as you are able. There are only so many ways to say you are not going to leave Jean in the keeping of the being who was responsible for him being half-drowned in the first place. Belatedly you add. "What may we call you?"

    "Irieje, yes, I think that is what I shall be called today," she giggles strangely. It takes you a moment to translate the name, Blood Dew. There are worse things for one who leads you into battle to be called you suppose, but you do not translate the name.

    Just then Jean opens his eyes and stirs with a purpose. He looks first to you, then to his fellows, all grim faced and troubled and groans. "Fuck."

    He does you must admit have a way with words.

    What do you say to Jean about his actions?

    [] Write in

    Who do you leave to guard Jean?

    [] Tam (Spearman)

    [] Henri (Archer)

    [] Nico (Archer)

    What do you do along the way to the enemy camp?

    [] Try to get more information out of Irieje
    -[] About the trespassers
    -[] About herself and Ukuhamba
    -[] Write in

    [] Ask Inge
    -[] About the Inaurna Empire and what sort of foe those from that land are likely to make
    -[] About the Lonely Ones, particularly those you have met
    -[] Write in

    [] Write in

    OOC: Shorter than I like, but kind of unavoidable because there is so much to deal with vote-wise.
     
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    • If nothing else Jean needs a firm but fair tongue lashing for being so stupid in the first place, and I say leave the spearman with him since we can use archers while Roland is frontman.
     
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