Just found this, and I have one thing to say: Gleep!
From the Egg to the Stars (A Dragon Quest)
- Thread starter Jeboboid
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Thors_Alumni
Proud member of Thors Class VII from Liberl
- Location
- Liberl Zemuria.
Now this is an interesting one. Watched and Gleep!
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Well we didn't crit fail anything, and with the exception of Stealth and Dragon Lore we have 1 guaranteed success (Dragon Lore had it negated by a nat 1 that wasn't from a 10 bonus roll).
So we have at minimum two rolls out of four that we accomplish what we set out to do. Maybe not without complications, but we still did it.
The other two are up in the air.
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Jeboboid
Draconic GM
- Location
- United Kingdom
Considering that you passed all of the rolls, and got a good success on one of them, the persuasion one had some heavy bonuses to it, so you did very well.
A Spark of Light
Jeboboid
Draconic GM
- Location
- United Kingdom
[X] Despair
Like before, you fall through the dreamscape. But this time it's easier, more comfortable. You think on what your mother said, and on the three other presences you felt while you were still in the egg. You'd found one, but two more remained a mystery.
As if attuned to your thoughts, the dreamscape shifted and changed around you. You started to fall faster, carried on a current through the dream towards a new presence, deep within a troubled dream.
This presence is familiar, but has somehow changed from when you last knew them. With caution, you descend into their dreamscape, and are horrified by what you see.
Will-Test – Difficulty 6 (5 -1 (Dreamwalker) +2 (Flood of Pain)) Rolled: 6, 10, 3, Rerolled 9, 3 Successes, Good Success!
But you push through. You have felt the loneliness the presence feels, and you can hold their pain at bay. And as you look at it, as you see what has been done to this creature, you don't feel pity, you feel fury.
You see her reappearance, taken in by a kindly old witch. Her hut had smelt of drying herbs and she'd fussed and doted over her, but then night had fallen, and with it had come a knock at the door.
The witch died before she could even greet the man who stood in her doorway. As she slumped to the floor, the man stepped forward, cloaked in darkness, and immediately looked towards the hatchling. Frozen in fear, she could do nothing as he approached and wrapped her in a bubble of magic. Then he spoke a spell and they both vanished.
After this, the dragon's hell began. Confined, she could do nothing to stop the man as he took her blood for his potions, and though he never took knives to her flesh, he had spells whose only purpose seemed to be to cause pain, and it was these that he used.
Barely keeping her nourished, the cage in which she was kept grew cramped as she grew. The man rarely interacted with her more than take her blood and cause her pain, leaving her weak and breathless when he was finished. When it came time for her to shed, he offered no help, only watching and taking notes, then gathering up shed scales to use as reagents.
Knowledge (Dragon-lore)-Test – Difficulty 5 (5 -1 (Dreamwalker) +1 (New to the field)) Rolled 3,1,7,10, Rerolled 1, 2 Successes -1 Success, 1 Success!
He was waiting… Waiting for her fire to ignite… and then he would turn her into a weapon. Going what you'd learnt from Catherine just yesterday, you now know that dragonfire is one of the hottest flames known to the world at large. The man sought to break her to his will and turn her into a weapon of war, like some of the dragons Laurel read to you about today.
But he'd never counted on someone like you occurring. Even as a new-born, not even a full week old, you were still a dreamwalker, and you were still a dragon. It was possible that he was monitoring her dreams to come up with new ways to torment her, so you shrouded yourself in the dream. Becoming invisible to anyone who might look for you.
Stealth-Test – Difficulty 6 (5 -1 (Dreamwalker) +1 (The Searching Eye) +1 (Shrouded by Pain)) Rolled 6,2,7,3,2, 2 Successes!
Wrapping yourself in the memories of pain makes you feel uncomfortable, and you need to concentrate to maintain your stealth, but you do so. And your idea pays off as you continue onward, a glowing searchlight of an eye appearing within the dream and scanning around for a moment before disappearing.
Faster now, you dive towards the heart of the dragon's spirit, rushing past memories of pain and loneliness, of hopelessness and despair, to where you can see her, curled in on herself. Armoured in scales of obsidian and crimson, she huddles, shivering from imaginary cold and very real misery.
Your claws touch stone, cold and hard, and you find yourself standing in a corridor. Dark stone walls, jagged and menacing, tower around you on all sides. You walk forward, cautious in unfamiliar surroundings, as you hear sobbing, quiet but heart wrenching, coming from a cage set into the wall before you.
As you approach, the sounds from within the cage cease, and you hear shuffling before, almost alarming in their brightness, eyes the colour of molten silver appear.
Chains clinking, she drags herself forward, up to the bars, and while you know the wounds that have been dealt to her body have been little beyond neglect, the wounds dealt to her mind are much more severe.
The dragon before you is a wreck of her former self. Scales torn and patchy, her open wounds still seep golden blood. Her wings, held close to her body, are ragged and ruined, and her body shows the tell-tales signs of other abuses. But there is still a spark in her, and on seeing you, she forces her body into an aggressive stance, claws extending as the chains that bind her legs jangle against her cell floor.
"Who goes there?" Her voice, despite her obvious weakness of body, demonstrates a tenacity and strength of spirit that you doubt you could match.
Persuasion-Test – Difficulty 2 (5 -1 (Dreamwalker) -1 (Strength of Will) -1 (Kinship of Dragons) -1 (Tormentor's Absence) +1 (Defiant to the Last)) Rolled: 2,4,10,7, Rerolled: 8, 5 Successes! Great Success!
By way of reply, you send forth memories. You show her your time in the egg, and as she recognises you, tears begin to roll down her face and fall to the floor. The tension in her body leaves her as quickly as it had come, and she collapses, shaking, to the floor in a jangle of chains.
Moving forward, you send forth your other memories, of Sorella, your mother, of Alaina, of Harmony and Laurel and the rest of the people you've met since your hatching, all while maintaining eye contact with the Dragon before you. Shrinking yourself, you slip between the bars of her cell and nuzzle her face with your own.
"Family…" You hear her voice murmur as she continues to shake. "He said you were all dead… That I was all alone… Forever…" Her voice is pained, but as you watch, her shaking ceases and some of her wounds patch over. She breathes more easily, but still, she is bound by the shackles around her ankles, which you can now see attach her to the back wall of the cell.
"He keeps me here. All alone in the dark." Your sister says, her voice tired as she follows your gaze. "When I'm awake, he takes blood, and when I sleep, he locks me here, so that I cannot call out." A slow smile appears on her face as she looks to you. "But you still found me… Thank you. He rips what he can from my mind whenever he enters, so tell me no more. But… Perhaps…" She musters herself, looking you in the eye. "Could you name me? I believe I could hold that close to my heart, to strengthen me in the days to come whilst I wait for our family."
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Will you name the Dragon
[] Yes
-[] Hope
-[] Tenacity
-[] Write-in
[] No
Will you try and do something about the Dragon's situation?
[] You Have a Plan
-[] Plan (Write-in)
[] You don't have a plan.
You have a two hour moratorium before votes will be counted, idiotic plans will be vetoed by me, as will insulting or inappropriate names. You may ask me questions about the dreamscape, but please, discuss things before you jump on an idea.
The persuasion test was supposed to be harder, but then you went and succeeded on all the other tests, making it a whole lot easier.
Like before, you fall through the dreamscape. But this time it's easier, more comfortable. You think on what your mother said, and on the three other presences you felt while you were still in the egg. You'd found one, but two more remained a mystery.
As if attuned to your thoughts, the dreamscape shifted and changed around you. You started to fall faster, carried on a current through the dream towards a new presence, deep within a troubled dream.
This presence is familiar, but has somehow changed from when you last knew them. With caution, you descend into their dreamscape, and are horrified by what you see.
Will-Test – Difficulty 6 (5 -1 (Dreamwalker) +2 (Flood of Pain)) Rolled: 6, 10, 3, Rerolled 9, 3 Successes, Good Success!
But you push through. You have felt the loneliness the presence feels, and you can hold their pain at bay. And as you look at it, as you see what has been done to this creature, you don't feel pity, you feel fury.
You see her reappearance, taken in by a kindly old witch. Her hut had smelt of drying herbs and she'd fussed and doted over her, but then night had fallen, and with it had come a knock at the door.
The witch died before she could even greet the man who stood in her doorway. As she slumped to the floor, the man stepped forward, cloaked in darkness, and immediately looked towards the hatchling. Frozen in fear, she could do nothing as he approached and wrapped her in a bubble of magic. Then he spoke a spell and they both vanished.
After this, the dragon's hell began. Confined, she could do nothing to stop the man as he took her blood for his potions, and though he never took knives to her flesh, he had spells whose only purpose seemed to be to cause pain, and it was these that he used.
Barely keeping her nourished, the cage in which she was kept grew cramped as she grew. The man rarely interacted with her more than take her blood and cause her pain, leaving her weak and breathless when he was finished. When it came time for her to shed, he offered no help, only watching and taking notes, then gathering up shed scales to use as reagents.
Knowledge (Dragon-lore)-Test – Difficulty 5 (5 -1 (Dreamwalker) +1 (New to the field)) Rolled 3,1,7,10, Rerolled 1, 2 Successes -1 Success, 1 Success!
He was waiting… Waiting for her fire to ignite… and then he would turn her into a weapon. Going what you'd learnt from Catherine just yesterday, you now know that dragonfire is one of the hottest flames known to the world at large. The man sought to break her to his will and turn her into a weapon of war, like some of the dragons Laurel read to you about today.
But he'd never counted on someone like you occurring. Even as a new-born, not even a full week old, you were still a dreamwalker, and you were still a dragon. It was possible that he was monitoring her dreams to come up with new ways to torment her, so you shrouded yourself in the dream. Becoming invisible to anyone who might look for you.
Stealth-Test – Difficulty 6 (5 -1 (Dreamwalker) +1 (The Searching Eye) +1 (Shrouded by Pain)) Rolled 6,2,7,3,2, 2 Successes!
Wrapping yourself in the memories of pain makes you feel uncomfortable, and you need to concentrate to maintain your stealth, but you do so. And your idea pays off as you continue onward, a glowing searchlight of an eye appearing within the dream and scanning around for a moment before disappearing.
Faster now, you dive towards the heart of the dragon's spirit, rushing past memories of pain and loneliness, of hopelessness and despair, to where you can see her, curled in on herself. Armoured in scales of obsidian and crimson, she huddles, shivering from imaginary cold and very real misery.
Your claws touch stone, cold and hard, and you find yourself standing in a corridor. Dark stone walls, jagged and menacing, tower around you on all sides. You walk forward, cautious in unfamiliar surroundings, as you hear sobbing, quiet but heart wrenching, coming from a cage set into the wall before you.
As you approach, the sounds from within the cage cease, and you hear shuffling before, almost alarming in their brightness, eyes the colour of molten silver appear.
Chains clinking, she drags herself forward, up to the bars, and while you know the wounds that have been dealt to her body have been little beyond neglect, the wounds dealt to her mind are much more severe.
The dragon before you is a wreck of her former self. Scales torn and patchy, her open wounds still seep golden blood. Her wings, held close to her body, are ragged and ruined, and her body shows the tell-tales signs of other abuses. But there is still a spark in her, and on seeing you, she forces her body into an aggressive stance, claws extending as the chains that bind her legs jangle against her cell floor.
"Who goes there?" Her voice, despite her obvious weakness of body, demonstrates a tenacity and strength of spirit that you doubt you could match.
Persuasion-Test – Difficulty 2 (5 -1 (Dreamwalker) -1 (Strength of Will) -1 (Kinship of Dragons) -1 (Tormentor's Absence) +1 (Defiant to the Last)) Rolled: 2,4,10,7, Rerolled: 8, 5 Successes! Great Success!
By way of reply, you send forth memories. You show her your time in the egg, and as she recognises you, tears begin to roll down her face and fall to the floor. The tension in her body leaves her as quickly as it had come, and she collapses, shaking, to the floor in a jangle of chains.
Moving forward, you send forth your other memories, of Sorella, your mother, of Alaina, of Harmony and Laurel and the rest of the people you've met since your hatching, all while maintaining eye contact with the Dragon before you. Shrinking yourself, you slip between the bars of her cell and nuzzle her face with your own.
"Family…" You hear her voice murmur as she continues to shake. "He said you were all dead… That I was all alone… Forever…" Her voice is pained, but as you watch, her shaking ceases and some of her wounds patch over. She breathes more easily, but still, she is bound by the shackles around her ankles, which you can now see attach her to the back wall of the cell.
"He keeps me here. All alone in the dark." Your sister says, her voice tired as she follows your gaze. "When I'm awake, he takes blood, and when I sleep, he locks me here, so that I cannot call out." A slow smile appears on her face as she looks to you. "But you still found me… Thank you. He rips what he can from my mind whenever he enters, so tell me no more. But… Perhaps…" She musters herself, looking you in the eye. "Could you name me? I believe I could hold that close to my heart, to strengthen me in the days to come whilst I wait for our family."
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Will you name the Dragon
[] Yes
-[] Hope
-[] Tenacity
-[] Write-in
[] No
Will you try and do something about the Dragon's situation?
[] You Have a Plan
-[] Plan (Write-in)
[] You don't have a plan.
You have a two hour moratorium before votes will be counted, idiotic plans will be vetoed by me, as will insulting or inappropriate names. You may ask me questions about the dreamscape, but please, discuss things before you jump on an idea.
The persuasion test was supposed to be harder, but then you went and succeeded on all the other tests, making it a whole lot easier.
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- Location
- Leeds
Can we dream to Mum?
Jeboboid
Draconic GM
- Location
- United Kingdom
(Is on phone, cooking) it is possible, there are multiple people you could potentially try and bridge the gap to, but you don't know what your mother's dreamscape feels like because you dreamt of her while she was awake.
Depending on who you try and contact, the difficult of the roll you face will change.
Depending on who you try and contact, the difficult of the roll you face will change.
- Location
- Leeds
I see you are appropriately afraid of Snowfire.
- Pronouns
- Exist
We can probably try, though I'd wait until we're out of this one first. Because that sounds like it'll attract the wizard's attentions. Since we're breaking stealth.
@Jeboboid, what names/nouns does Neppy know?
Ginger Maniac
Subject to Gravity
- Location
- Old Blighty
I'm kind of partial to 'Solace' as a name.
As for solutions, kick the problem upstairs. If we can work out where our sister's being held, our mother can come down on the place like the incarnation of fury itself. Mucking about with a hatchling is one thing, dealing with the parent is quite another.
As for solutions, kick the problem upstairs. If we can work out where our sister's being held, our mother can come down on the place like the incarnation of fury itself. Mucking about with a hatchling is one thing, dealing with the parent is quite another.
Jeboboid
Draconic GM
- Location
- United Kingdom
Nah, he's a friend and what he said made sense, considering that I frequently forget to eat.
Jeboboid
Draconic GM
- Location
- United Kingdom
Off the top of my head, Neptune knows, or knows of, the following people
Princess Alaina
Laurel
Princess Catherine
King Marcus
Queen Delia
Prince Matthias
Aribeth the Dryad
Magister Tannenbaum
Harmony
Harmony's waterfall goddess mum
Matron
Sorella the Sky Warden
The mysterious third sibling
And possibly a couple of others I've forgotten about. Contacting these people will require checks of various difficulties, ranging from moderately hard, to nearly impossible
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Was there any stories involving stars? Especially bright ones? Or those that are essential to navigation?
Jeboboid
Draconic GM
- Location
- United Kingdom
There are, and that's a good prompt for someone to write something for the book (hint hint)
- Location
- Leeds
That's less funny, so I'm going to continue beliveing my thing.
I'd like to call the mage and tell him we're going to tell mum if he's not nicer. I don't think it will work. But imagine if we roll all tens...
Oh also you realise that you need to add tasks to the vote options.
[X]Yes
-[X]Snowflake
[X]Yes
-[X] This is a job for the A team
Might be valid (if stupid) votes but it'll upset the vote tally.
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- Exist
Ah... Figured since you specifically noted her eyes, blazing bright silver, and we know that she's going to have Dark Scales, that a star as a namesake would be a rather nice fit. Also because stars are in the sky and her and Neppy's mother is the "Sky Warden" it's a reminder that even when we can't be there, we're not giving up. that Sorella will keep coming to find her, hell or high water.
@Dark as Silver, did you miss that we have to wait 2 hours before votes open?
Jeboboid
Draconic GM
- Location
- United Kingdom
That's a good point, And if you can think up an appropriate name, I'll be happy to have that as one of the write-in options.
- Location
- Leeds
Did you miss that I voted to contact the A team?
This was a demonstration of why the current vote layout is bad not something I believe we should do.