An Offer She Couldn't Refuse [Exalted]

What?

Bullshit.

Modern day Creation can go whole centuries without giant apocalyptic catastrophes happening. Yes, you knew what tomorrow would bring in the Age of Glory. What it brought was "whatever the fuck your Primordial Overlords feel like doing".

Maybe Isidoros will rampage over several continents looking for the best booze around. Maybe SWLIHN will begin a systematic programme where she isolates your region and begins testing for optimal social configurations. Maybe Theion will turn his attention too heavily upon you and holy fire shall scour your sins from your mind.

Until the modern Time of Tumult, the number of entities out in Creation Outside of Fate who fuck things up for everyone else is probably in the double digits at most. In the time of the Primordials, you've got hundreds of Third Circles and thousands of Second Circles and tens of Primordials, all; acting on the world and forcing the gods to handle the errors produced by their presence.

Ye gods, people accuse me of being a Primordial fanboy, but I don't try to argue that gods and humans aren't way better off with the Primordials dead and/or locked away.


Okay, maybe i was exaggerating when i said most gods, but for some of them this has to be true.


For the multitude.

Let's say you had a steady job before. The job security was "let's hope a manager doesn't notice me", but you'd managed to hold onto that job for the last few millennia, and you had plans to keep holding it. Sure your workload is endless, and seems to septuple whenever the bosses had a party, but that job also gave you some meaning in your life.

One day you join an initiative to make things better, get rid of your bosses and live free to do what you want. Big improvement right.

But no. the only thing that changes for you is that you've lost your job. Sure everyone else is happier now, but you've gone from a steady stable life doing something, to one where you're a beggar on the streets. Anyone who tells you to be grateful about the change doesn't seem to understand what that's meant for you personally and what you've lost because of it.

When I say most gods would prefer the time before, I meant it as most of them would prefer to go back to a time when they weren't hobos. That the pain they're feeling now would seem a lot clearer than the pain they distantly remember having to endure a few centuries ago. That listening to people who have jobs telling you that this is a great improvement doesn't seem that true to you anymore.

Going from free hobo, back to low level office worker in a large corporation would seem attractive.​

For the righteous

The laws of Cecylene from before would bar beggar and king alike from sleeping beneath bridges. But they would have been enforced on both beggars and kings. The nature of SHLIHM would mean that any projects no matter how trivial or monstrous, would be run as efficiently as possible. The primordials essentially treated the gods like creations background OS there to facilitate whatever they desired in the quickest way possible, while maintaining the state of creation.

That meant that Yu Shan had to work.

When something happened it would have appropriate resources attached to them with support from all relevant departments to achieve whatever was required. Corruption wouldn't happen on any real scale as that would lead to inefficiencies that would get the entities responsible purged.

For some people living in modern heaven, that wouldn't seem so bad. An environment where things just work again without a hundred brides and favours changing hands. Where you can just do your work without wondering whether being friends with that person would get you fired tomorrow, or that someone will force you to abuse your office just to advance their agenda.

For a righteous soul who just wants heaven to work, and to save creation, the work ethic of the gods in the time of glory may be something they look back on enviously.

You know if they didn't think to hard about the fact that most primordials didn't give the gods enough thought to consider them slaves, more like background noise.​

For the compassionate

This one's actually pretty simple. If your portfolio contained something that was purged by the victors of either usurpation, and you cared about it in any way, then you'd be disinclined to back them further. The events involved a lot of things being wiped out in a very short period of time. That could make the comparatively sedate rate of devastation from before the events seem less harsh in comparison, especially as the earlier devastation rarely had any lasting effects.

Moreover, with each cycle of new rulers taking the crown, creation has gotten weaker and smaller. Looking back to the past, and hoping that the old rulers could bring back the plethora of life back to creation, that they could return it to a state where it was better safeguarded from threats that wanted to end its existence, would not be unusual.

The fact that even back then creation was merely being slowly roasted rather than actually on fire, may not register while creation is trying to but out another massive blaze​

It should be perfectly reasonable for a god to look at modern creation and say that for them, from their perspective, things used to be better.

The fact that for 99% of creation that not true. The fact that even for them it likely would not be true long term shouldn't matter.

The fact that Yu-Shan has fallen far enough that that could even be a reasonable argument, that that line of thought could sway gods at every level of the heavenly bureaucracy to back the Yozi for reasons beyond greed is a sign of how much glory it has lost.

The fact that whatever benefits that the time of glory could of had on the society of the gods as a side-effect of their subjugation, were completely lost when their old masters became the Yozi makes any who follow this line of thought destined for tragedy.

For while the apathy of those that made them may have brought some relief to them in their chains before, the endless malice they hold for them now makes the return of the Yozi the worst possible fate that could befall the gods.
 
What?

Bullshit.

Modern day Creation can go whole centuries without giant apocalyptic catastrophes happening. Yes, you knew what tomorrow would bring in the Age of Glory. What it brought was "whatever the fuck your Primordial Overlords feel like doing".

Maybe Isidoros will rampage over several continents looking for the best booze around. Maybe SWLIHN will begin a systematic programme where she isolates your region and begins testing for optimal social configurations. Maybe Theion will turn his attention too heavily upon you and holy fire shall scour your sins from your mind.

Until the modern Time of Tumult, the number of entities out in Creation Outside of Fate who fuck things up for everyone else is probably in the double digits at most. In the time of the Primordials, you've got hundreds of Third Circles and thousands of Second Circles and tens of Primordials, all; acting on the world and forcing the gods to handle the errors produced by their presence.

Ye gods, people accuse me of being a Primordial fanboy, but I don't try to argue that gods and humans aren't way better off with the Primordials dead and/or locked away.

One, Creation was a lot bigger in those days.

Two, post Usurpation and especially post Contagion Creation became utterly unsafe and a generally terrible place to live.

Sure compared to the glories of the High First age the Yozis suck big time. However there's centuries of Dragonblooded being snotty whilst prayers run low and both Yu-Shan and Creation practically enter a major recession followed by a barely averted apocalypse that knocked most of mortal Creation in the Neolithic and brought the Wyld and its madness inducing wonders practically to the doorstep of every god not working in the Isle or Yu-Shan. Oh, and there's still snotty Dragonblooded around robbing honest deities of their hard earned prayers.

With Creation constantly on the brink of dissolution and an absent and corrupt Heaven impoverished lesser deities might very well pick the Yozis as the lesser evil.
 
One, Creation was a lot bigger in those days.

Two, post Usurpation and especially post Contagion Creation became utterly unsafe and a generally terrible place to live.

Sure compared to the glories of the High First age the Yozis suck big time. However there's centuries of Dragonblooded being snotty whilst prayers run low and both Yu-Shan and Creation practically enter a major recession followed by a barely averted apocalypse that knocked most of mortal Creation in the Neolithic and brought the Wyld and its madness inducing wonders practically to the doorstep of every god not working in the Isle or Yu-Shan. Oh, and there's still snotty Dragonblooded around robbing honest deities of their hard earned prayers.

With Creation constantly on the brink of dissolution and an absent and corrupt Heaven impoverished lesser deities might very well pick the Yozis as the lesser evil.
Only if they've failed to notice how things is Malfeas are dramatically worse. Yes, things are pretty crappy in the modern age. They might even be worse than they were when the Primordials still ruled - we don't know nearly enough about that time to say, but it's not totally implausible. But Creation is still way, way better than Malfeas. Malfeas is an incredible shithole ruled by spiteful titans who are indifferent at best and at worst actively seek to cause suffering (and then there's Adorjan). It's so bad that it's easy to justify binding demons as your slaves because at least you got them out of that hellhole. Of course, mortal Yozi cultists tend to not know this, but gods generally have better access to information.
 
Alternatively Maeve was, or is now, a Forbidden God. Not actually all that hard to believe, if she's "missing"; it's not like the other gods would admit that a notable figure found her loyalty to her masters restored, after all. Doubly so if Heaven killed her or banished her to Hell. And that'd be a heck of an incentive for her god-blooded children to turn to the Yozi.
Counter-point. Have you seen a sickle-bird? They're giant murderous chickens! They're like a chocobo had drunken hate sex with Tsundere Deinonychus, and a sickle bird was the result! You cannot say to my face, that those things aren't the result of some hellish influence. A demon had to be involved in their creation.

:p
 
Counter-point. Have you seen a sickle-bird? They're giant murderous chickens! They're like a chocobo had drunken hate sex with Tsundere Deinonychus, and a sickle bird was the result! You cannot say to my face, that those things aren't the result of some hellish influence. A demon had to be involved in their creation.

:p
I dunno, that sounds like fairly normal Gaia make to me.

Gaia is not nice, remember.
 
Counter-point. Have you seen a sickle-bird? They're giant murderous chickens! They're like a chocobo had drunken hate sex with Tsundere Deinonychus, and a sickle bird was the result! You cannot say to my face, that those things aren't the result of some hellish influence. A demon had to be involved in their creation.

:p

Nah, they're just literally utahraptor :p

(Well, deinonychus is also a sicklebird species, but the greater sicklebird that's big enough to ride is utahraptor)
 
It should be perfectly reasonable for a god to look at modern creation and say that for them, from their perspective, things used to be better.

The fact that for 99% of creation that not true.
Actually, for 99% of Creation, it is true, because over 99% of Creation from back then no longer exists. That's more than a bit of a big deal.
 
Ok, yeah SHLIHN no longer fucked over 99% of creation, but a lot of creation got fucked over because of the Contagion and then the invasion of the Wyld...but yeah not 99% of creation. Though that seems more a hook to get the gods to be pissed off at the Sidreals and yearn for the days of the Solar's more than its a yearning for the days of the Yozi's.
 
I haven't been keeping track of Third Edition. Did they get rid of the Three Spheres Cataclysm? Reduce the mayhem of the Balorian Crusade?

It's less that they got rid of it and more that it's not "SWLIHN erased 90% of the concepts that existed prior to the Three Spheres Cataclysm" because, well......doing that means that the world before hand was so radically different from what exists now that it may as well have never existed.
 
I haven't been keeping track of Third Edition. Did they get rid of the Three Spheres Cataclysm? Reduce the mayhem of the Balorian Crusade?
To a certain extent, it's the books haven't gone anywhere near that, on account of there not being many books.

On the other hand, we have multiple WoG. And yeah, it really was kinda dumb. To the tune of 'how the fuck do I run a Primodial War game with this information'. Which, you know, is really fucking important for a roleplaying game.

And the instant you remove that, and keep the fact the Solars were expanding Creation during the First Age (WST is still around), then yeah, the Balorian Crusade fucked things up and the world is diminished... compared to the wonders of the First Age. Which gods probably remember a lot more fondly for actually being fairly utopian, and not full of insane masters. And being... relatively more recent.

Gods buying into Yozi propaganda because their young, and don't remember this stuff is way more believable. Particularly for Terrestrial Gods, who have a higher turnover rate. Or the demon in question just had a good deal.
 
It's also important to remember that they're godbloods at a pretty significant remove - their divine ancestry is a few centuries ago and just popped back up because there's enough of it to make it a recessive trait in Malessa.

They've definitely dealt with gods - their position as druids makes that a basic part of their duties, and as godblooded druids they would have been in a particularly privileged position, with particular access to the divine. But gods didn't have the kind of controlling influence on their life that you can necessarily say that they're agents of any particular god. They weren't raised by gods, and they aren't necessarily an extension of the nearest god.

They could be serving a god in this, maybe even one of their ancestors, but it's also entirely possible that they're doing this for their own reasons, not directly connected to 'what does the nearest god want?'
 
"Used to think so, as a kid." She'd used to think she could dazzle the world. That she could take her place among all the people she read about in books and do the really cool things they'd done. She'd had a difficult time settling on which really cool things to do, but it turned out she couldn't do any of them. Childhood dreams didn't do well against reality, and remembering that she'd actually believed such things were possible for her just made where she'd ended up, treading water in her father's house with no meaningful future in sight, look even starker than it normally did. "If I were, I'd know more than the basics."
This is a kind of... disturbingly familiar sensation. Spot on well done? I guess?
 
Sounds like something she should give up for her Emerald Circle sacrifice :V
You joke, but that is actually the kind of Sacrifice that is very hard to make and changes you in massive ways as a person but is ultimately holding you back, and which in the end you might almost wind up regretting faintly for what it's made of you.
 
Sounds like something she should give up for her Emerald Circle sacrifice :V
You joke, but that is actually the kind of Sacrifice that is very hard to make and changes you in massive ways as a person but is ultimately holding you back, and which in the end you might almost wind up regretting faintly for what it's made of you.
Yeah, depression - especially over longer periods - can have major effects on your personality, and if you were to just suddenly cut out the depression there's not really any way to predict what kind of person you'll be on the other end.
 
Well, it wouldn't be just cut out, either. I don't generally interpret Sacrifice as 'lol it disappears', you have to actually do the work to get rid of said sacrifice - if she were to give up her depression for that, she'd have to actually overcome it.
 
Hmm...kind of reminds me of Tori's contract from Kyoukai Senjou no Horizon. (IN that Tori made a deal where he would be upbeat for the rest of his life or he would die).
 
Well, it wouldn't be just cut out, either. I don't generally interpret Sacrifice as 'lol it disappears', you have to actually do the work to get rid of said sacrifice - if she were to give up her depression for that, she'd have to actually overcome it.
Makes sense. It occurs to me that "Freedom Lets Go" might be handy for would be sorcerers.
 
Part 26: Bandit Library
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Julen had got up in the morning in a pretty bad mood. He was still worried about Aindriu, but there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it.

He couldn't deny that they were right. He couldn't meaningfully contribute against an army, and he'd just be wasting the effort she'd put in to pull them off the caravan. That didn't make it any easier to choke down.

Lyria or Pretannia, there was no such thing as home without companions. She was literally the only thing in his life right now. She didn't notice him, obviously, but his family was gone. The mere chance that she might be able and willing to rescue his father was the only route forward for him. Even if she didn't, better to be with her than any other random strangers.

She was the kind of person who went out of her way to save people she'd never even heard of. Also really pretty, which didn't hurt at all.

There just didn't seem to be much he could do for her to even begin to repay all she'd done, let alone ask more. She was already risking her life again for their sake. He'd seen her run, she could be gone from here, either when the Rokan-jin troops caught up, or just leaving immediately. This was all because she was still concerned for them.

The best he could do was pray for her safety. It was a little questionable whether the gods were actually on her side - she had said she'd dealt with the Fomorians to get that power, which he was fairly sure was the Pretannic name for the Ancients, and that marked her as somewhat less than a friend of the gods right now. So he didn't direct his prayers at any god or goddess, just in case they heard.

His mood lifted a fair bit when he pulled himself out of the wagon he'd been sleeping in and trying to ignore the three pretty women he'd been sharing it with (it hadn't been only concern for Aindriu that kept him from getting a lot of sleep), and discovered that his prayers had apparently worked retroactively.

She was there. She was okay. The small, white-haired woman was back, speaking quietly with Muireall and the winged leader of the birdmen, voices low to not wake up the caravan sleeping around them.

He needed to pray for her more often if she was going to keep doing this sort of ridiculous thing, since it seemed to work.

He wanted to say something - thank her for all she'd already done and all she continued to do, congratulate her for being back, express relief she was alive - but none of it was really coming together right in his head and he was pretty sure he'd humiliate himself or just bother her. So he said a quick prayer of thanks and slipped off to start his morning chores, cleaning up and helping get the caravan ready to move once everyone woke up. Maybe the right words would come later.

They didn't, but he did remember something by the time everyone woke up and Muireall gathered the leaders of the caravan together, plus the birdman druids and an audience of everyone able to squeeze in and see.

The short, stout woman was grinning. "Congrats, everyone. We're going to make it. The Exalted Prince died yesterday afternoon. According to Cei here," she nodded at the pink-haired, white-winged leader of the druids, "there's no remaining sign of the Rokan-jin troops, or any significant armed bodies within twenty kilometers. They probably took the body back home for burial. Either way, we're home free. We'll be back in Talinin by noon and there's absolutely nothing that can threaten us close enough to catch up before then. And after that, any force the Rokan-jin can sneak through Lochmor can be slapped down by the Penguins."

The cheering went on for a few minutes, and continued until throats were too raw to cheer any louder.

Muireall waited until it died down, before adding. "Anyway, once we cross the Scathceil we can all go back home - but if you've got the time, I want to invite you to Caer Crannuisce, I'm gonna get a welcome back party and I can probably talk Marcas into expanding it into something hilarious for all of us. We'll be eating well for the first time since we got captured, and dancing for at least one night straight!"

The cheers started up again, but Julen was close enough to hear Fionola cough into a hand and mutter to the older woman "You just want your own party to be a bigger thing, don't you?"

Muireall had no shame in admitting "Damn straight. You in?"

"Yes, I'll dance until my legs go lame," Fionola drawled, looking down at her limp legs the whole time. She shrugged. "Sure, worth celebrating anyway."

"We'll still get someone playing good music, we Penguins are pretty popular in Caer Crannuisce so we'll have a good welcome."

"The atmosphere should be pretty nice, at least."

Julen grinned a little at the thought, slipping through the crowd to where Aindriu stood, off to the corner and listening attentively. "Uh, hey, excuse me."

She blinked, looking up at him. "Eh?"

He hefted the satchel he was carrying on his shoulder. "We, uh, picked up the stuff from the wagon wreckage. Everyone else has claimed what was theirs, so we've got the rest for you to go over, grab what was yours and then everyone can grab what's left."

"Ah, uh, thank you."

She was too distracting, so Julen pulled a book out of the satchel, reading the title. "'The Malicious Muiredach and His Menhir of Might', this yours?"

Aindriu's face froze, eyes wide, redness creeping up her cheeks.

Ack. Too pretty. Needed more distraction before he started getting weird. "No? Uh, okay, how about this one?" He pulled out another book. "This is, uh, 'Massaging the Mistress's Melons', this yours?" Weird titles. Novels maybe?

"Itbelongedtothebandits!" Aindriu squeaked.

Julen nodded, putting it back and pulling out the next. "Right, we can let someone or other take that, then. What about 'The Soldier, the Savant, the Sorceress, and the Sandwich of Satisfaction'?"

"Bandits! Theyhaditforsale!"

Julen blinked, glancing up at her. "Um... are you okay, Miss Aindriu?" She did seem agitated, did she want to do something else, or was she still tired from before?

"They had it for sale," Aindriu repeated, face adorably scarlet.

That was the point where Julen got it, and his own face reddened. "... I'll, um. Just hand you this and you can pick out your own things, o-okay? B-bring it back to me later I didn't check what was in it I won't know what you take I didn't have this conversation bye!"

He fled.

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