At the cost of basically rendering us unable to complete Workings at a later date, yes.
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Yes and the capstone charm Ultimae Form
described as
As Emerald aptly put it
[X] Master of Sable
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[X] Neglect Vitality
I mainly just don't want to destroy our shot at Sorcery.
I mainly just don't want to destroy our shot at Sorcery.
Or more accurately until we beat up Anys and earn a bunch of exp from well... beating her up. There are many ways to earn exp you know. And she will be attacking us very shortly so we will be get a large amount of exp very shortly... maybe not enough to completely recover from buying out the armor completely like that but it should be enough to buy some workings the suddenly massive breathing room we would have opened up from that win.
We do still earn exp from doing mighty things in story... what do you think killing anys counts as?
To be fair we really can't do workings until Anys is dealt with as she is very unlikely to give us the time we need to really get going. And the XP used for this workings could be better used buffing ourselves hence why we didn't go with Sorcery the last vote.
Also we can make up for it by substituting normal XP for Solar XO for working and getting more normal and solar XP though fanworks. It is very likely that there will be a lot of stunting when we finally face off against Anys.
Remember Nilul and Moon are coming here and our association and closeness with them is well-known. Ansy might not necessarily go after us first but strike at them to get to us. So we have to protect not only ourselves but our friends as well. We need to be the best we can be ASAP to look out for them. Zao allowed them to come because things finally looked safe enough for them. Let's not let that faith down.
Also after we deal with Anys, we probably can afford to be a bit more open about our Solarness without having to worry about the Anys train anymore. We did just use several actions that would secure the loyalty of our city. Plus Nilul and possibly Lily using their social Fu to further enhance and maintain their loyalty. Another one of the reasons we didn't go for Sorcery is that we really can't abuse the benefits of Solar Circle Sorcery without potentially exposing ourselves. And we didn't want to potentially give Anys a way to strike us that way.
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We don't know that for sure. Any speculation about Anys' projected actions is exactly that: speculation. As for there being other ways to earn experience, the thread has been very reluctant those actions in the past.
What the hell is up with me lately? I keep for to to put words in.
I meant she is likely to attack to us very shortly and whenever she attacks us, we'lll probably do a ton of stunting which means XP.
Edit oh you were quoting someone else. Sorry.
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[x] Master of Sable
We have still massively increased our combat powers and can slap down some fae, deathlords, and lunars for moar XP
Yes, and then some more stuff on top of that
Lets say anys doesn't attack us immediately.
We have still massively increased our combat powers and can slap down some fae, deathlords, and lunars for moar XP
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The argument that we'll get xp later seems to cut the other way a lot harder than the side it's being argued for. We'll make up the cost later so what's the harm in sinking another 80K into getting all the way to the capstone should we need to.
Emerald Oracle
Chaos, yet harmony. Death, yet the Force
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Speaking honestly I want Master of Sable because it will basically be the notional finale of Combat Development. All of Ulyssian's weaknesses will be adressed, his mastery of attack and defense almost unrivaled in all creation. I have no doubt that with Master of Sable he'd have decent odds of fighting Ligier himself, which is good, because odds are he'll need that power.
Oh, there will be ways to improve in combat continuing on, the Star Crown of Morning for one, but this is an excellent place to plateau for a while and then focus on the skills of Rulership rather than battle. Ultimately, that's what I'm really voting for right now I think, more than anything else. Well, that and I want to know what all the blasted Scale does! I am curious dammit all! What IS Our Final Form?
Oh, there will be ways to improve in combat continuing on, the Star Crown of Morning for one, but this is an excellent place to plateau for a while and then focus on the skills of Rulership rather than battle. Ultimately, that's what I'm really voting for right now I think, more than anything else. Well, that and I want to know what all the blasted Scale does! I am curious dammit all! What IS Our Final Form?
Increased survivability, yes. Assuming that we'll be able to slap down Deathlords? That's a stretch. We've been content to build so far, not conquering much of anything, and I don't see that trend being reversed anytime soon.
The best security in the long run is to empower them, so that they can protect themselves, and hopefully protect us in turn. Besides, the only person the armor directly protects is Ulyssian himself; it's a very selfish way to spend experience, when you look at it that way.
Yeah, fair enough. It's just irksome to keeping putting it off again and again. I'll bet my hat that once Anys is dealt with, there will be other problems for us to focus on.
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One possible issue with the capstone: It's visibly something that a Dragon-Blooded should not be able to do with this kind of artifact. Granted, we've already been spamming Crown of Metis, but this is definitely doubling down on things a bit. Though to be fair, any fight that we'd have to use it in would be a very serious one.
Rihaku
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The same hat you're going to eat?
Yeah, if you have to use Evolution's End, you probably don't care about pretending to be a DB anymore.
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[X] Neglect Counter-Contamination - The Counter-Contamination field allows you to adapt to, overcome, and immunize yourself to poisons and diseases, even incurable ones, and dramatically improves your resilience to environmental effects. Many creative vectors of attack are stymied by this Charm tree. If you neglect this field, you'll only take the basic anti-poison / disease Charm.
Meh, we don't need to be super poison proof. We're more liable to die fighting in battle anyways.
Also, I want to finally get sorcery, we've skipped it like 5 times now.
Meh, we don't need to be super poison proof. We're more liable to die fighting in battle anyways.
Also, I want to finally get sorcery, we've skipped it like 5 times now.
Alectai
Speaks Words of Wisdom... On occasion
Rihaku's frequently pointed out how Anys isn't above megapoisons.
That's what spares are for!
Anys is likely to take whatever route to our demise she can find.
Your kidding right? Your saying she is going to act sub-optimal? In a Rihaku quest?
Oh I agree but I doubt Anys will give us the time to empower them properly.
Oh yeah like how Hell and (probably) the Underworld and Heaven know we're back.
Oh and the likelihood that either Anys exposes us or we're forced to go so hard against Anys that it t is very clear we aren't a normal DB. Which means our actions to secure Luseng's loyalty might come in handy. Also we need Solar Circle Sorcery to get the boost we need to be able to fend off 5 Realm legions alongside Lily. Plus I did want to focus on a journey East so we can find Lea, get our caches of dragonblooded supporters and possibly find Fairest if we don't go after the RDG first.
No, I'm sure she'll take whatever course of action she thinks is optimal. It's just that we don't know whether that means waiting or preparing, because we don't know what resources she has available.
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In which the Ebon Dragon reacts rationally to news of the survival of Odyssial
"My lord," the pitiful mortal beseeched him, kneeling herself before his taloned feet. "I bring news of vital import."
The Ebon Dragon deigned to grace the mote with a fraction of his attention and recognized one of the Infernal Exalted. He rose, his onyx-black bulk eclipsing Ligier and casting the darkest of shadows over the palace of his bride. The Exaltation was attached to the one called Fei Ling; and beside her, standing with far less reverence, was Mnemon Ayala, hopping from foot to front.
"Arrant wretch!" His bride was objecting to the insult of his dignity. He knew her a secret name, but it was engraved only into the heart of his fetich and hidden away behind a thousand veils of darkness and nonexistence. "None may address one of the Primordials without leave, and an escort of rank!"
Such fire, so passion, much doom; truly a Scarlet Phoenix, she was, and most beloved of his many brides. His draconic lips curled back to expose his vast fangs, and a stubby hand found its way to his whiskers. The lovely notes of the music of Erembour slowly grew louder in the background.
"Now, now," his voice rumbled, and yet formed a sibilant whisper that thrummed in the air to the music of the Malfean night. "Surely these stalwart champions of the Reclamation have their reasons, yes? It would not do to intrude without cause, and so there must be one. And the Architects are never wrong, so there is one."
"Yes, my lord," Fei Ling answered, and prostrated herself on the black iron steps to the palace. "We… we know the location of your long-sought daughter, and will prepare to rescue her immediately."
"Really now?" The Ebon Dragon swept up into the sky, and pre-empted his bride as he turned his full attention to the insets before him. "For how long… yes, how long have you known of my daughter?"
"Long enough, revered Architect," the other Infernal answered. He was momentarily offended and prepared to wipe her from existence, but he stayed her hand. There was a reason that he had taken such measures with Mnemon Ayala. "She is in the city of Luseng, guarded by the Exalt Sesus Ulyssian."
"You will go there at once!" The Scarlet Phoenix commanded, imperious, burning with command and spirit undimmed by her residence in Hell. "Bring back my Lilun, alive and unharmed; sacrifice every life in Luseng if need be, but accomplish this!"
The force of her personality floored even Ayala, who hastily bowed before the red-haired Empress. And ordinarily the Ebon Dragon would have been content to leave it at that. He even took some small pleasure in the obeisance and fright of his servants, and if his Queen was being presumptuous the beauty of her cursed fate was enough to excuse it a thousand times over. And yet, something rang in his attention…
"Sesus… Ulyssian…," his voice rocked through the palace, shattering glass and vases and driving demons mad. "This is the one… he… the defector… it is Odyssial who holds her, is it not?"
"It is," Ayala confirmed.
And the Ebon Dragon's eyes opened wide as every fiber of his incredibly diverse and distributed intelligence compressed into a singularity of consideration. "Belay the orders of my Queen! You, Ayala, will go to Ulyssian at once as my envoy."
"Ohhh, are we to demand he turn her over first?"
The laugh that echoed forth from the Infinite Darkness was a thing unheard in Malfeas for a thousand years. If the music of Erembour shattered minds, the laughter of the Ebon Dragon annihilated them. And yet there was no gloating or malice within it; only amusement beyond human fathoming.
"No, no," he said, swooping up into the sky. "No one threatens Odyssial. Not even our maimed halfwit thug of a King. You will go to him and remind him that he and I have never clashed. That I retain the utmost respect for his puissance and vision and will do nothing to hinder him in any matter. You will beg for me that we might keep a… cordial distance… between our plans."
"You want us to grovel before him?" Fei Ling asked, astonished, as she came to her feet.
"Exactly."
They left, too afraid to look back or question his orders. It was just as well. Plan B was going to have to be pushed forward. It was a little crude, but…
"You quail before Odyssial?" His bride looked him in the eyes, daring him. "You would abandon out daughter and the Reclamation out of fear?"
"Of course," he replied shamelessly. "The plan will not work. Odyssial always finds a way. Ergo we must be out of his way. And I have another option. The surrender oaths prevent me from entering Creation, or realms attached to Creation, or to Elsewhere; that is the same thing as being stuck inside Malfeas, but it is not. We shaped one Creation and now I will do so again. But better this time."
His Queen nodded, captivated by the audacity of the plan. "And what will you call this… new Creation, my dear husband?"
"The World of Darkness, of course… let me tell you about these creatures called 'vampires…'"
Fanwork## ~800 words
"My lord," the pitiful mortal beseeched him, kneeling herself before his taloned feet. "I bring news of vital import."
The Ebon Dragon deigned to grace the mote with a fraction of his attention and recognized one of the Infernal Exalted. He rose, his onyx-black bulk eclipsing Ligier and casting the darkest of shadows over the palace of his bride. The Exaltation was attached to the one called Fei Ling; and beside her, standing with far less reverence, was Mnemon Ayala, hopping from foot to front.
"Arrant wretch!" His bride was objecting to the insult of his dignity. He knew her a secret name, but it was engraved only into the heart of his fetich and hidden away behind a thousand veils of darkness and nonexistence. "None may address one of the Primordials without leave, and an escort of rank!"
Such fire, so passion, much doom; truly a Scarlet Phoenix, she was, and most beloved of his many brides. His draconic lips curled back to expose his vast fangs, and a stubby hand found its way to his whiskers. The lovely notes of the music of Erembour slowly grew louder in the background.
"Now, now," his voice rumbled, and yet formed a sibilant whisper that thrummed in the air to the music of the Malfean night. "Surely these stalwart champions of the Reclamation have their reasons, yes? It would not do to intrude without cause, and so there must be one. And the Architects are never wrong, so there is one."
"Yes, my lord," Fei Ling answered, and prostrated herself on the black iron steps to the palace. "We… we know the location of your long-sought daughter, and will prepare to rescue her immediately."
"Really now?" The Ebon Dragon swept up into the sky, and pre-empted his bride as he turned his full attention to the insets before him. "For how long… yes, how long have you known of my daughter?"
"Long enough, revered Architect," the other Infernal answered. He was momentarily offended and prepared to wipe her from existence, but he stayed her hand. There was a reason that he had taken such measures with Mnemon Ayala. "She is in the city of Luseng, guarded by the Exalt Sesus Ulyssian."
"You will go there at once!" The Scarlet Phoenix commanded, imperious, burning with command and spirit undimmed by her residence in Hell. "Bring back my Lilun, alive and unharmed; sacrifice every life in Luseng if need be, but accomplish this!"
The force of her personality floored even Ayala, who hastily bowed before the red-haired Empress. And ordinarily the Ebon Dragon would have been content to leave it at that. He even took some small pleasure in the obeisance and fright of his servants, and if his Queen was being presumptuous the beauty of her cursed fate was enough to excuse it a thousand times over. And yet, something rang in his attention…
"Sesus… Ulyssian…," his voice rocked through the palace, shattering glass and vases and driving demons mad. "This is the one… he… the defector… it is Odyssial who holds her, is it not?"
"It is," Ayala confirmed.
And the Ebon Dragon's eyes opened wide as every fiber of his incredibly diverse and distributed intelligence compressed into a singularity of consideration. "Belay the orders of my Queen! You, Ayala, will go to Ulyssian at once as my envoy."
"Ohhh, are we to demand he turn her over first?"
The laugh that echoed forth from the Infinite Darkness was a thing unheard in Malfeas for a thousand years. If the music of Erembour shattered minds, the laughter of the Ebon Dragon annihilated them. And yet there was no gloating or malice within it; only amusement beyond human fathoming.
"No, no," he said, swooping up into the sky. "No one threatens Odyssial. Not even our maimed halfwit thug of a King. You will go to him and remind him that he and I have never clashed. That I retain the utmost respect for his puissance and vision and will do nothing to hinder him in any matter. You will beg for me that we might keep a… cordial distance… between our plans."
"You want us to grovel before him?" Fei Ling asked, astonished, as she came to her feet.
"Exactly."
They left, too afraid to look back or question his orders. It was just as well. Plan B was going to have to be pushed forward. It was a little crude, but…
"You quail before Odyssial?" His bride looked him in the eyes, daring him. "You would abandon out daughter and the Reclamation out of fear?"
"Of course," he replied shamelessly. "The plan will not work. Odyssial always finds a way. Ergo we must be out of his way. And I have another option. The surrender oaths prevent me from entering Creation, or realms attached to Creation, or to Elsewhere; that is the same thing as being stuck inside Malfeas, but it is not. We shaped one Creation and now I will do so again. But better this time."
His Queen nodded, captivated by the audacity of the plan. "And what will you call this… new Creation, my dear husband?"
"The World of Darkness, of course… let me tell you about these creatures called 'vampires…'"
Fanwork## ~800 words
Or we can look at her target and determine from that. Lets look at how quickly we have improved and to what heights. We are essence 5 within 6 months of exalting, with the entire realm breathing down his neck, and placed in impossible situation after impossible situation.
Giving Odyssial time is suboptimal. Ergo attack with overwhelming force quickly.