Hmmph... this junior is a good seed [Cultivation Management Quest]

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Adhoc vote count started by occipitallobe on Feb 26, 2024 at 4:57 AM, finished with 98 posts and 35 votes.


I mean, what did I expect?
Victory! You should have expected Victory! Which in this case is a Nascent.

Also I just had the image of Manuel acting like Opera.

You get to be a Nascent, you get to be Nascent, and you get to be a Nascent!
 
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Year 300 End - Council Meeting
(NB: There are a few perspectives on the battle at the Pass we're going to see post-Council meeting, in part because you won't know precisely what's happened there to make a decision. For those who have forgotten, the Demonic Path was aiming to destroy the exit of the Colossus Footsteps Path to prevent the Clan moving Spirit Stones through to the Righteous Path and thus reduce the staying power of Righteous cultivators to prolong the war - we assassinated Weeping Anvil, the last Righteous Nascent in the area which makes this more likely but as always there are no guarantees)

It had been a worrisome year. Kleisthenes had brought the Council together for what would ordinarily be its meeting-time, but for a meeting that would be anything but ordinarily. The old man had been absent for months, and Kleisthenes believed the others had been brought in sufficiently to be able to properly plan.

Destasia had been there first of all, looking over Manuel. She hadn't been able to diagnose what had happened to his memory precisely, but believed he had been possessed. By a Will, of some sort. Apparently - and Kleisthenes had not even known! - she had been building some manner of trap for the thing before it had decided to leave Manuel's body.

That alone was a terrifying thought, as any Will capable of puppeting a Nascent Soul body must've been at least in Spirit Severing. Why it had targeted Manuel and left so suddenly... well, the peculiar variation on the Hundred-Year Trials made a lot of sense now. The Will had manipulated them into opening a way to travel between Seas and had likely seized some cultivator of the Fifth Sea that it could possess, hoping no doubt to hide beneath the notice of the true Spirit Severing masters of that Sea. For what purpose, they didn't know.

So it fell to Kleisthenes to run the meeting, while Manuel recuperated. He'd regained most of his memories fairly quickly, of who he was and what he did, but unfortunately many more memories were... not missing, but difficult to properly reintegrate. For a man who had a fighting style revolving around a series of gambits amidst which he scattered ten times as many traps, a few missing memory links were disastrous for his combat prowess. Destasia had figured out how he could regain his memories in a chosen order, and they'd agreed to focus on his combat-related ones first as to be able to address any emergencies that might arise.

Unfortunately, that meant his administrative abilities were... lacking. Very lacking. She'd tried to quiz him on a few basics in Spirit Stone accounting and how to spot corrupt subordinates but he hadn't even remembered how to check for false-faceting on a drained stone. A basic that any cultivating accountant could learn in a few months, and it would be years before he properly remembered it.

(Manuel is Wounded this turn and will recover next turn to full combat capacity. He can still fight, but will do so with a malus in combat.)
Consequently she'd shut him away and sworn Destasia to secrecy. That the Grand Elder had been wounded and was in closed-door cultivation to regain his health was hardly a lie, even if the specifics weren't true. More importantly, anything the Council didn't know they couldn't accidentally leak. Core Formation Elders were difficult to spy upon, but it could be done.

"Welcome, all of you."

Kleisthenes stood before her Council, spear in hand. A simple bronze spear, forged from so many bodies of Sarantapechos ancestors who had fallen on the battlefield. The Gravebronze was not the most powerful material she could've had, but it suited her for ceremonial situations like these. The Clan was not merely power, it was tradition. Millennia of heritage that dictated who they were and how they acted. The old man didn't quite understand that, she thought. He'd always been iconoclastic before ascending to Nascent Soul, willing to work from the shadows when the Clan was at its best standing proudly in formation. The spies of the Clan saw themselves in a different light to the warriors and diplomats, though that was no doubt true everywhere.

The Stone Spear sat with Manuel. They'd unlocked the memories related to it first. An absurdly frightening artifact, something that Kleisthenes had never seen the like of. There were more powerful things she'd heard of, but one in the old man's possession? That might one day fall to her? A true heirloom of the Clan if it could be kept that might secure their position for millennia to come.

Around his neck had sat a small black key, and this she had not been able to comprehend at all. Manuel had refused to explain it, only saying that he would use it at the appropriate time. An absolute certainty from his lips when all else had been confusion.

However... things had gone spectacularly. The old man loved his gambits and gambles alike, but who could deny him when they had worked? The Imperial Optimatoi were once again rising, once again more powerful than their opponents. On Manuel's ascent they had trembled, had felt their death approaching. One old spy in Nascent Soul against cultivators who all but universally loathed them. Against absurd hunts from enemies with ten times their strength, winnowing out the best of them every century. She had, truth been told, not just been grieved by the death of her sister so long ago, but by the quiet certainty she had thought the death was useless.

The Sarantapechos were used to dying, to being spent like currency. They had risen to the position of one of the great families of the Clan through unrelenting service. Of course, they had been rewarded for it, but every single member of her family was raised knowing that if they became a cultivator, their lives might one day be spent for the family and the Clan.

Euphrosyne's death had not been in vain, though. For over a century, now, they had been in possession of all of the desert. The Clan's population swelled, and the natural growth of cultivators over the last twenty years had been tremendous, untouched by the miserable Trials that so often brought them low. The Clan was not pre-eminent but it stood tall among its rivals. Only the greatest powers of Righteous and Demonic alike would dare face the Golden Devils, with endless wealth flowing into the Clan's coffers, being paid out to so many cultivators to grow ever-further.

More wealth and more tariffs were transformed by some peculiar alchemy into more cultivators, more and ever-more. This last twenty years had seen a tremendous burst of cultivators flying into Core Formation, more than ever before. Twenty-two new Elders rose up, merely by virtue of the immense wealth being ferried out of Jingshen lands. It was not because the Clan had become better at ascension, but merely that more Experts sought to form their Core in light of having sufficient resources to try. The death rate had been stupendous, with nearly four hundred Experts dying, but what was that to twenty-two new Core Formation Elders?

The Council were all busy as could be imagined. Paperwork was ferried in and out by Foundation Experts, each one a trained bureaucrat, half of them wearing simple hats, half with shaven mohawks. Mohawk headdreses and hats had somehow both become symbols of philosophy, of how a bureaucract believed the Contribution Board should be run. The mohawk represented excess in letting Elders run their Legions practically without oversight provided they delivered the demanded goods, allowing competitive pressure to form the greatest Legions and greatest Elders, and the simpler hats represented a philosophy of oversight, of consistent watching.

There are basically four main Mechanics in this quest.
(1) Choices. Your Clan Council will ask you to make a call on something. Mostly they won't do this - they're competent enough to handle things on their own, but sometimes they will. You'll see 0-2 of these per turn, on average. They're usually pretty straight-up binary choices.
(2) Focuses. You choose in general what the Clan should focus on for the next 20 years. Building up for war? Training new disciples? Carving more arrays? More trade? Focuses don't prevent you from doing everything else, it's more 'here's the one thing we should really get done'. Focuses are mainly mediated by the Clan's various skill levels and specialities.
(3) Actions. What the two Nascent Souls of the Clan do. Usually mediated by skills, but often by Cultivation level - especially when it comes to combat. You can always Write In Actions. In fact, writing in more complex and well-thought out Actions will positively increase your chances of success. There are two of these - bear in mind Manuel is going to better than Kleisthenes at almost everything, so these two actions are not of equal worth. This turn, however, Manuel is Wounded and will perform about as well as Kleisthenes does in general.
(4) Purchases. What wealth the Clan has, and what your Council want you to spend it on. They'll usually come to you with the thing they want
most. No micromanagement, just 'here is the big-ticket item I want'. These will often (but not always) persist between turns. Purchases is expressed in terms of Number of Purchases available. You can save them for future turns, or spend them all now. Bear in mind loans are usually impossible - the Clan cannot run deficit spending!
All voting is Plan Voting. Make a Plan if you want, or just vote on someone else's! You can vote on as many Plans as you like! Approval Voting, baby!

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There is a 48 hour voting moriatorum! I'll post a threadmark when the vote opens!
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Lastly, there is a NEW MECHANIC as of two turns ago.
Shadow Key Points. Each is equivalent to 1 Purchase, and you gain one per turn (or more with an Action). These represent the power accumulated in the Key Manuel can safely use to unlock
Legacies and the like. It can occasionally be used on other options as well. Of course, saving it up might let you unlock some spectacular and interesting legacies you haven't even seen yet later on...
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Kleisthenes had spoken to Rina Callista once she had returned from the space between the Seas, and had found her a mortal. A mortal capable of striking down cultivators with ease, well beyond your average Core Formation cultivator but nonetheless a mortal. No Qi running in her veins or suffusing her bones. She'd spent a few days trying to figure out what happened, and then gave up. After which she quietly asked the woman to speak to Destasia and decided to let Manuel deal with the matter when he was fully cognizant again.

The remainder of things, though, were much easier to understand. The Ninth Prince had the blood of the Fifth Sea within him, a nobleman of sorts from that Sea. He had some power over the Iron Pillar, which was apparently the tool that the Fifth Sea cultivators used to reach the Clan. With the aid of a few others they'd redirected the Trials to a different functionality, allowing a few of the Clan's most worthy to fight instead of the majority of the Clan. It wouldn't work twice, apparently, much like striking an enemy's weak spot only tended to work once. Still, she understood. They had been bought desperately needed room to maneuver. She hoped she'd be able to use it correctly.

She'd always hated this room. She was surrounded by thousand-year old arrays in a room with more paperwork than space, the new Jingshen tables showing more and more secrets as the years went on. When they'd brought new tables in as prizes from the Jingshen conquest, Manuel had thought of them as mere trophies of conquest. Instead, they served as thought-stealers, taking thoughts and memories from less-guarded minds to be looked through at the leisure of the owner. Something the old man loved, but she herself would've preferred not to use. Of course he'd made her use it, staving off his own duties to her. She shook her head quietly.

She looked at the beautiful tables and wished she had the authority to remove them all. She did, no doubt, but... why cause needless concern? With her standing at the head of the meeting, she'd cause alarm enough. Better to leave the rest as it is. Now.. how did the old man always do it?

"Listen."

Who would've thought that dead Euphrosyne's twin sister would have such a voice? Since she wore her male body she had always sounded more dull, more brutish, more... out of tune with herself. Ascending to Nascent Soul had been painful, and only an idiot would choose to cultivate in such a way merely for an extended lifespan, but she was aligned, now. Her face was sharp, and her eyebrows thick, but while none would've described her as beautiful, few would not have called her striking. Perhaps another woman would've returned to the beauty she had apparently been, but she had chosen the broad shoulders and large muscles that had served her so well in Core Formation, and had refused to give up a single inch of height as well. Her hips sat as they should again, but why be shorter? The Heavens had so peculiarly made women shorter than men, but there was no reason she had to give up such a useful diplomatic advantage.

Her voice was like water running down a stream, like chimes in the wind, light and fair and free. A voice that clamoured for attention yet sung in harmony with the bones of the world, bringing all things to their natural place - attending to her and her words. It had been difficult to perfect, but so very worth it in negotiations. Every word felt like a wondrous thing gifted to the world one could only defile by hearing it. Three years of research and six more of implementation but the voice was the very heart of diplomacy.

Almost as if by magic, ears and heads turned one by one towards her, each enthralled for a moment as they desired nothing more than to hear her.

"The Archegetes is wounded. I will not say more for risk of information being carried to unworthy ears, but it will be resolved in a short enough time. The power of rulership lies in my hands for now. Let me know what you desire and I shall decide."

"Firstly, as we all know, the desire of the Demonic Path to strike into Yuan and Qiguai lands. That hammer-blow has already begun, but it has in many places been turned back and Legions have poured into Yuan lands, well-prepared for the strikes to follow. We know of a blow to come at the Colossus Footsteps Pass, but we do not know if it has been delivered, or if it has been delivered effectively. We have foiled the Trials, and we go from strength to strength. I will play my part as the reserve of the Clan while the Archegetes recovered, though it is wiser if we do not fight Nascent battles we do not have to until he is fully recovered.

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First was Casia Zimisce, an Early Nascent Soul cultivator. Rail-thin and severe-faced, she looked as though she had perpetually swallowed a lemon. Her intimidating posture and expression aside, once she spoke one wouldn't pay attention to them, as she set everyone around her at ease. Casia was Stratopedarches, or in more common terms, the Elder of Administration.

"Hetaireiarches. In terms of wealth things have gone reasonably well. We have no savings stavraton saved from our regular incomes, but have come into an array of treasures from the trove of a conquered Nascent Soul we did not fully ancitipate worth roughly thirty million. We are hardly rich at this point in time, and our wealth is likely to... well, not decline, but our ability to purchase things is likely to reduce in the short-term as battles rage around the Colossus Footsteps Path. We have many demands and our income is unlikely to meet them for some time."

She smiled up at him, though it looked more like a grimace. Casia was a wonderful woman, but her facial expressions only ever spoke of anger and frustration, no matter how happy she was.

"We are going to struggle for medicines, useful metals, captured beasts, various useful pills... any sort of manufactured good we normally import will be drastically more expensive for the time being. I estimate between ten and twenty times over the next twenty years for a huge array of goods, especially as Clan demands spike with the Yuan war while our stockpiled supplies are spent down. In the short term we... well, this must be your decision. We do have large stockpiles of medicine and useful imported runic arrays - ones we don't manufacture - as well as beasts, artifacts we cannot replicate, and so on that are all useful in warmaking. We need to set effective prices for the war ahead so that Legions may purchase and use them, but we do not know what our future supplies look like. Thankfully with the aid of a number of varied juniors we have managed to arrange for some small-scale production of key components in some of the core healing pills, but if we run our supplies down now we are likely to suffer later if we cannot effectively resupply."

[ ] Set Prices Low - Letting the Legions have their supplies now will make the Yuan War easier. However, if the Pass cannot be reopened effectively the Clan will start to suffer more casualties in battle.
[ ] Set Prices High - Hold onto the supplies for now in case the Pass cannot be reopened for half a century or more. This will cause more casualties now, but less in the long-term.
Either way, things will settle (either low if the Pass can be reopened or high prices if not) in the medium term, Casia is only asking about the short term.

"I will speak to you on my own ascension later, Hetaireiarches. There are some useful things I can do that others might not be able to."

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Second was been Xie Xinya, an Early Nascent Soul Elder. She is beautiful, long black hair framing an oval face. Her lips glossy and eyes rouged, she was certainly the cultivator on the Council who cared most about her appearance. She had risen into Nascent Soul, and ever since even Kleisthenes had found her beyond alluring. For a woman who did not appreciate the charms of other women that was unnerving. No doubt she'd be making a play for some sort of Nascent marriage. She was supernaturally beautiful to those around her, to the point where anyone she wanted to impress, wanted to show off for found her to be the most beautiful thing in existence.

For anyone who spent extended periods of time around her, and who were not in her family. Notably, after investigating the effect further it only worked on those Xinya was trying to impress or looked up to. Other councillors were less effected than the two Nascent Souls, which was useful to know in and of itself.

"Hetaireiarches. I have, with considerable effort, rebuilt many networks in the Plains. There has been a massive invasion into the lands of the Seven Divine Saber Palace by the Grand Abyssal Invasion, though perhaps more a raid-in-force. The aim has been by the looks of things to draw the eyes and ears of the Righteous Path to one of the few untouched lands within the Palace remaining, hoping to draw their forces south. The response has been anemic, by the looks of things. The Poison Maze is growing massively throughout the Ma Empire, and the Demonic Altar Sect even seems to be ceding lands to them, aiming to make impassable what they cannot defend."

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Third came Destasia Duca, a Late Core Formation Elder. She is Chartoularios Tou Kanikleiou, or in simpler terms, the Master of Disciples. She picks out good seeds, gives training and assistance, and manages the core of the Clan Contribution Board for Qi Condensation and Foundation Building disciples in times of peace. She is flighty, friendly, and happy, and is well-known for her eyes she can use to befuddle or poison her enemies with, as well as her... unique approach to both life and cultivation.

She spoke.

"Well. I spent all that time and effort and for what? Honestly, the old man owes me a lot. A lot.

She laughed.

"Look, the disciples mainly take care of themselves at this point. After I brewed the Master Teacher Poison-"

"I'm sorry, the what?", Kleisthenes interjected.

"-so now all my teachers are properly motivated to teach well, or they'll die! I pay them to take it and it wears off after twenty years or so, but anyone not willing to put in the maximum effort to transmit knowledge shouldn't be vying for those teaching positions anyway. It's a boring solution to a boring problem, but until I figure out how to fix the Study Hard or Die Poison without killing people from overwork it'll have to do."

Kleisthenes shook her head. As always, as long as the people were genuine volunteers - or paid to be - there was no real crime. She had never favored Destasia's methods, but nonetheless she tolerated them. Barely, sometimes.

'I also have a... lot of high-grade metal, and some interesting ideas."

Kleisthenes stared at her, but nothing was forthcoming. No doubt she wanted one of them to hint at the reality of the Nascent corpse they held for her own amusement, perhaps forgetting that they would be bound to pass on this information to their new vassals in future Council meetings.

"What. Are. They?"

Destasia squealed in delight.

"Okay, so the metal was ruined by rust. Rust! What this means is that the metal is ruined in so many ways but useful in so many others. The first thing we can do is just grind it up and use it as a superlative poison. Along with just a few pinches of Poison-aspected Metal Qi it'll allow the curse of destruction within it to burrow into other bodies, killing almost anyone it properly hits. As a poison for Core weapons it'd be delightful. Of course, we'd only get perhaps five thousand doses - they'd need mixing together and would only last a few minutes, but they'd be deadly."
She looked around the Council and saw mild approval. No doubt it bothered her, so she spoke again.

"Well, that was the boring idea. Now for the good one - an entire orchestra of puppets capable of attacking our enemies with Demonic Tunes, forged with hearts of high-grademetal. We'd need to reforge the metal so it'd take some time, maybe two decades, but they'd be a weapon capable of putting entire enemy armies to flight. The instruments would need to be strung with this Nascent-grade alloy as well or lined it with for some, so it'd use the entire cache but they'd also be able to play music for us when we were relaxing!"

She pouted at the displays of disapproval, and continued.

"Lastly, we enhance the Beast Tide Trap with the metal. We can put it wherever we like and probably call down three or four Nascent Beasts from Turtlebone Mountain if it's any of the powers bordering it. If we smuggle it into a city of any sort that city is gone, and if we want to kill an enemy Nascent... well, we can wound them pretty easily with the beasts, force them to flee and then assassinate them on the way out. Uninspired, but I've been focused on something important recently so my best ideas aren't here."

[ ] Turn Weeping Anvil into a Core Poison - Legates will get a small combat boost when fighting other Core Formation elders.
[ ] Turn Weeping Anvil into an Demonic Puppet Orchestra - a useful asset capable of scrambling armies. Make your battlefield superiority even more complete when it comes to massed battles.
[ ] Enhance the Beast Tide Trap
more. Put all your eggs in the scariest basket and hope the thread uses it at the right moment.
[ ] Wait, and see what else might arise.

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Lastly was Sheng Yu a Late Core Formation Elder. He is Protostrator, leader of your armies. The Golden Victory Captain, the Sorrow of the Jingshen, the Conquerer of the East. Many names he earned in the last few decades, and while his command of the Legions is still somewhat lacking defensively, offensively they are second to none.

He speaks, a high-pitched voice with a peculiar waver to it. Almost like a tea kettle - the sort of man that was no doubt mocked by other mortals before he became a cultivator.

"Hetaireiarches. We have been moving forces into the Yuan, prepared for the hammer-blow. Eight of our sixteen offensive Legions are there and prepared to fight, though finding all the holes and passes the Demonic Path are using to enter is proving nearly impossible. I have largely focused my efforts on this war, but have not abandoned my Legion reforms for the last few decades. My ability to conduct a defensive war is moderate, and has still largely been left to individual Legates, though I am building up my competency there and could conduct one at need.

"This war will be a proving ground, no doubt. I have nineteen Legions prepared for a proper offensive at almost any time, totalling one hundred and seventy-two thousand Qi Condensation cultivators, sixteen hundred and one Foundation experts, and sixteen Legates. Eight are deploying to the Yuan War - I am moving our offensive Legions first, due to their superior mobility."

"We could deploy eleven more into the Pass if you so desired. Bringing new Legions into this arrangement is taking time, and we should expect a large loss of capability in the Legions, mainly due to cohesion loss while this organisational change takes place. I estimate now the war is over and I can focus on this transition, three Legions will be made offensively operational every two decades. The persistent growth within the Clan makes it difficult to project when our offensive capabilities will be complete."

He smiles, and it seems somewhat worried, somewhat weak.

"I have some thoughts on spending as well.

Kleisthenes nodded, and thanked him.

There was much to be done.
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The Clan currently has 3 Purchases worth of wealth. Manuel also has 5 Shadow Key Points. They can be spent on anything here, and anything from this page can be included as a Purchase. You can spend both Shadow Key Points and Purchases to unlock a Legacy.
The Clan gains 1 Shadow Key Point per turn.
The Clan will gain 3 Purchases next turn.
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What should the Clan focus on? (Outside of the war, which is of course your primary focus). As always, write-ins are more than acceptable.
[ ] Building Bridges (Write-in target) - You should make more allies. Choose a target on the map and aim to have their relations with you increased. Give gifts, exchange assistance, aim for strategic marriages.

[ ] Intrigue (Write-in target) - You should learn about another clan entirely. Spend Spirit Stones like water in the plains and find out everything you can. Strengths. Weaknesses, places to strike, rebels, and so on and so forth.

[ ] Raiding (Write-in target) - Better to weaken an enemy. Send teams of cultivators to go raid an enemy for resources and to kill them where possible. Minor conflicts, with minor rewards. At best, you can seize minor territorial gains. This will worsen your relations, of course. Gains between 0-3 Purchases. May seize territory in extreme cases. Loses Cultivators - around 5,000 Qi Condensation cultivators, 50 Foundation Establishment cultivators, and potentially 1 Core Formation Elder.
[ ] War (Write-in target) - Simply invade. Strike with all your might and seize territory. Kill cultivators. Requires your personal attention to prevent Nascent Souls simply obliterating your forces. Uses your personal Action for the turn. War will open a set of new sub-turns.
[ ] Increasing Wealth - More trade, more mines, more growth. Aim to find more Spirit Stones, tax more from traders, whatever works to increase your Clan Wealth. This earns you one purchase.
[ ] Training Soldiers - Raising Disciples to higher Realms is all well and good, but training them to be perfect members of Formations is better. Ensure your Clan is trained and ready for war. Your readiness to go to war will increase significantly, though this fades over time.

[ ] Fortifying (Write-in territory, ally or vassal) - Spend Clan manpower and soldiers to build new fortifications against outside enemies. New Arrays, help train new cultivators in lesser Formations to defend their lands, and so on. Will also strengthen a vassal or ally if chosen, and increase relations with them. Increases defenses in the chosen territory, ally, or vassal.
[ ] Write-in
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Nascent Soul actions have been upped to four!

Please format votes like so:

[x] Training Soldiers
[x] Manuel - Hunt an Enemy (Altar Lord)
[x] Kleisthenes - Economic Activity
[x] Xinya - Assist Her Family
[x] Casia -

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What will Manuel do?
[ ] Hunt An Enemy (Write-In) - Why not? Hunt down enemies, see if you can kill someone. Usually used against an opposing Nascent Soul. Potentially very dangerous.

[ ] Weaken An Enemy (Write-In Faction) - Choose a faction, and use your Nascent Soul strength to simply sneak in and do damage. A little underhanded and shameful, but what do you care for the views of the Righteous Path? Potentially dangerous.

[ ] Assist A Faction (Write-in Faction) - Use your personal strength to assist an ally of some kind. Potentially dangerous - especially dangerous if both Nascents leave Clan territory.

[ ] Economic Activity - Carve arrays, scribe useful cultivation techniques onto scrolls, hunt down useful opportunities that might be dangerous to a Core Formation Elder. Make some money for the Clan. This earns you one purchase.
[ ] Lecturing - You can simply lecture your many juniors on cultivation. Spend your time helping them grow, using less resources and ensuring better growth for the Clan.

[ ] Meditate on Heaven's Shadow - Try to understand the Shadow through the Key it has granted you. Gain Two Shadow Key Points.
[ ] Write-in

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What will Kleisthenes do?
[ ] Hunt An Enemy (Write-In) - Why not? Hunt down enemies, see if you can kill someone. Usually used against an opposing Nascent Soul. Potentially very dangerous.

[ ] Weaken An Enemy (Write-In Faction) - Choose a faction, and use your Nascent Soul strength to simply sneak in and do damage. A little underhanded and shameful, but what do you care for the views of the Righteous Path? Potentially dangerous.

[ ] Assist A Faction (Write-in Faction) - Use your personal strength to assist an ally of some kind. Potentially dangerous.

[ ] Economic Activity - Carve arrays, scribe useful cultivation techniques onto scrolls, hunt down useful opportunities that might be dangerous to a Core Formation Elder. Make some money for the Clan. This earns you one purchase.
[ ] Tend to Diplomacy - Kleisthenes will spend all her spare time working on her general diplomatic outreaches. This will apply a considerable bonus to any diplomatic actions this turn, as well as any diplomatic rolls that crop up naturally.

[ ] Write-in
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What will Xinya do?
[ ] Hunt An Enemy (Write-In) - Why not? Hunt down enemies, see if you can kill someone. Usually used against an opposing Nascent Soul. Potentially very dangerous.

[ ] Weaken An Enemy (Write-In Faction) - Choose a faction, and use your Nascent Soul strength to simply sneak in and do damage. A little underhanded and shameful, but what do you care for the views of the Righteous Path? Potentially dangerous.

[ ] Assist A Faction (Write-in Faction) - Use your personal strength to assist an ally of some kind. Potentially dangerous.

[ ] Economic Activity - Carve arrays, scribe useful cultivation techniques onto scrolls, hunt down useful opportunities that might be dangerous to a Core Formation Elder. Make some money for the Clan. This earns you one purchase.
[ ] Grow her Family (Write-in Faction) - Xinya will find her family members and empower them with fragments of her own delightfulness, causing them to gain husbands and wives who find themselves easily falling in love with people who might be usually be considered... ordinary choices for spouses. The reverse is true of course, and these new Clan cultivators will happily take on the Blood of Bronze This will allow Xinya's own family to steal important members of other factions, gaining useful intel, resources, and snippets of other Faction lore. It will also annoy them, so best done to someone who's opinion doesn't matter to the Clan that much.

[ ] Write-in
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What will Casia do?
[ ] Hunt An Enemy (Write-In) - Why not? Hunt down enemies, see if you can kill someone. Usually used against an opposing Nascent Soul. Potentially very dangerous. Note that Casia is the weakest of all the Nascent Souls in battle and will suffer a malus here.

[ ] Weaken An Enemy (Write-In Faction) - Choose a faction, and use your Nascent Soul strength to simply sneak in and do damage. A little underhanded and shameful, but what do you care for the views of the Righteous Path? Potentially dangerous. Note that Casia is not well-suited to destruction and sabotage and will suffer a malus here.

[ ] Assist A Faction (Write-in Faction) - Use your personal strength to assist an ally of some kind. Potentially dangerous.
[ ] Offer Peace (Write-in Faction, Clan included) - Casia's personal ability allows her to bring harmony between people and among them. Within the Clan she can calm vassals, outside of it she can calm relations, between the Clan and her target or between any two targets. If she were permitted to use this for twenty turns unobstructed she might end the current War, so it is more useful in repairing failing relations than trying to rebuild failed ones.

[ ] Economic Activity - Carve arrays, scribe useful cultivation techniques onto scrolls, hunt down useful opportunities that might be dangerous to a Core Formation Elder. Make some money for the Clan. This earns you one purchase.

[ ] A Harmony of Administration - With the power Casia wields in terms of harmony and peace, as well as her Nascent Soul cultivation, she is by far the most talented and useful administrator in the Clan. Allowing her to dedicate all of her time to that allows her to massively increase the wealth the Clan can extract as she optimises, earning two Purchases. Unlike a normal Nascent action, however, this drains her considerably and causes her to be effectively Wounded on the next turn as she recovers from the strain she has put on both her Dao and soul. It can only be used when she is at full health. So if used in Turn 16, she would be Wounded in Turn 17, and recover in Turn 18, capable of using her ability again.

[ ] Write-in
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Purchases:

We have 3 Purchases available. Any Economic actions can be spent this turn, and unspent Purchases carry over to new turns.

Casia Zimisce
wants to...
[ ] The Pill Forges (Minor Purchase - 1 Purchase)

"Hetaireiarches, our gardens are in excellent shape. However our pill-forging is somewhat remiss, as we lack the capacity to properly integrate the Qi falling from the sky. This is easily remedied, and new designs can be built at the Dawn Fortress. It would allow us to stretch out our supplies of critical herbs another twenty years in the event the Pass is not reopened."
Kleisthenes Sarantapechos is in charge, and it would be inappropriate for her to make suggestions.

Xie Xinya wants to...

[ ] Begin Killing Favored (Major Purchase 2 Purchases)
"Hetaireiarches, the evidence is still clear. The Favored loathe us, and with their rise will come our end. Let us start assassinating them ourselves. Not those from our Strength Purity allies, but there are many Righteous Powers who we can offend with impunity. I could slow their rise by a few decades, perhaps, buying them a longer period of weakness by targeting those growing the fastest. Without Blood Path catspaws it will be more difficult, but less expensive. We might offend many, but who cares? We are no longer so weak as to care about what most of the Righteous Path thinks of us. Let us gain time, for who can put a value on time?"
Destasia Duca wants to...

[ ] Forge a Wedding Ring (Major Purchase - 2 Purchases)
"It'll be a surprise for the old man. He always talked about having to marry Xinya if she became powerful enough, so why not present him with a fait accompli when it happens? Harmonizing their Dao together so his secrets don't tear apart her family is something they'll do in time, but I think I can make an artifact to speed it along, so they're effective in battle together from the very start."
Sheng Yu wants to...

[ ] Raise Three to Six Offensive Legions (1-2 Purchases)
"Archegetes, with the additional funds available, I would like to transform three Legions more quickly. We are attacking now, and more Legions is more power."
 
I've been focused on something important recently
I wonder what that could be? Meditating on the Shadow Key sounds like the kind of thing that might aid Manuel's recovery, because Manuel's memories are currently secrets from himself (if not necessarily in the "intentionally hidden" now, though I have no idea of the existing plans for this turn and whether that can fit in here
 
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I will vote for any plan that includes the most Heaven-Shaking artifact available!

[ ] Forge a Wedding Ring (Major Purchase - 2 Purchases)
 
@Sirrocco your Kakos fate was edited in the Clearing the Path threadmark.
Awesome. Thanks!

..and oh, that's juicy. I'm going to have to think for a while about how he could twist himself from what he was into someone who could pull off something like that. Like, yeah. He clearly found the insight he was looking for. Now I just have to figure out what it was.

Thanks @occipitallobe! (...and, again, I'm sorry about having been pushy, earlier.)
 
Lucius Viator 2 - Everyone's a Hero (2nd Omake)
Everyone's a Hero (2nd Omake)
Lucius Viator​
"You are the worst student I've ever had." The words were grungy and seasoned, and the longest sentence the Old Man ever gave Lucius. He wasn't sure how to feel about that.

"What did I do?" Lucius crooked his head, staring the old man down under starlight. No campfire, the Old Man had waved it off. Now, the Old Man was grimacing, as if thoroughly disgusted with the need for any explanation.

"You got a plan?" The words weren't deep, or empowered with Qi as best Lucius knew. But they still hurt, when he couldn't answer. Because answering would be thinking about more than mere survival, but going further, thinking. Once Lucius started thinking, he'd have to get an accounting of himself, prospects, applicable education… his means and opportunities.

'Almost like a story. A hero, with nothing in the end, before life even starts.' The thought hit… and the Old Man said nothing. He waited, as Lucius contemplated all of that. The fear of loss Lucius couldn't even grasp right, like a piece of paper dancing in the wind. The aimless despair of surviving such a dangerous era unaided and unguided. Then the Old Man got tired of waiting, and flicked Lucius so hard he bounced off a nearby sand dune. Cue the rush of air, the shifting of sand, and the young man wearing a vile pile of rags once called clothes. Out he pulled himself from the sand, cursing the Old Man all the while as Lucius complained of the worthlessness of sand. It was coarse, rough as a blade in areas, and-

"Shut" The Old Man closes his own hand to mimic the motion. Lucius grimaces, rushes back to the Old Man's side, and takes another seat. More silence, as The Old Man stares, and Lucius tries in vain to simply express the grief he knows he has but does not feel. Lucius fails at this, and tries instead to think of the future, of what it meant and-

"Talk it out." The Old Man commanded imperiously. Lucius grimaced, visibly shaking, if ever so slightly, with hatred. The Old Man wasn't fooled, smirked, and held his hand up loosely. A wave of that hand deflected the sharpened blade of paper swung at his throat from the sand Dune Lucius visited earlier, and the young man huffed, slouching his lanky physique, and admitted defeat.


"I don't remember why I'm here. Didn't have any idea what you were talking about when we met. I don't know where I'm going. I don't know-" A pause, longer, a world's worth of uncertainty, fear, and doubt packed into what wasn't said. The Old Man was, as expected, utterly merciless. A stern stare, deep black eyes dusted with crow's feet, the mere hint of the pitiless pressure within enough to be a tribulation to Lucius as the younger man's eyes widen at the merest touch of such a Will.

"I don't know if I should even try!" The words were explosive, filled with righteous wrath and stupefied outrage. Now, the younger man is up, moving, pacing, throwing his hands about as if to grasp some ineffable truth and his eyes alight with madness.

"What hope do I have as some no-name merchant's son, in an Era of Mad Gods and Heavenly Chosen, in Heaven's Grandest Third Sea hunting ground?!" The young man was yelling, screaming his outrage as the son of a once naive and unbothered young man was violently yanked from his previous life. The Old Man almost sneered, with all the disdain of every disappointed father.

'Really?' The Old Man said with deafening volume, but no sound. Lucius lurched, as if physically struck. A blink, as Lucius' jaw dropped, outrage stymied as he struggled to regain his momentum, to outline his every grievance with his accursed existence.

A longer pause, the Old Man not quite smirking, but posture undeniably smug, as Lucius thought harder about what real disadvantages he labored under. Though too large for him to grasp, he had enough to know that this was a great time to rise. The Golden Devils were on the rise, life had been shaken for Lucius, but he couldn't just let it end. Lucius wanted more in life, but he wasn't a fool. He was no great talent, no Heaven Favored General, and he was glad of it.

In every story he'd ever heard, Lucius had never heard one where the hero or villain was allowed to back down, retreat sensibly when needed, and retire with a beautiful lady safely by the journey's end. This was, patently, utter fantasy. The Ruthless Heavens made it clear, there was no Dao of Business, only endless bloodshed and misery. There were often far more bouts of nonsense where three different villages weren't destroyed for someone's ego.

No matter his thoughtless cunning for combat, Lucius couldn't help but hate it, such unnecessary violence. He was a merchant's son, finding ways for all to benefit should've been easy… except no one outside the Clan would trust him, or buy his wares, or warn him of trouble. Then again, the Golden Devils would, of course, need merchants to travel outside… the Clan.

Lucius stared down the Old Man, suspicions clouding his thoughts. The Old Man cocked an eyebrow in challenge, humor not quite gone, but lessoned.

'Ho, watchu thinkin' about, Junior?" That look would say. Lucius snorted, unimpressed and unwilling to back down, confident in his victory.

"Who are the Vagus Legion?" Young Lucius accused, finger held out as if he were some triumphant court official presenting a true revelation upon his listening audience.

The Old Man was unmoved by the force of such bombastic demands or declarations, leaning back with his arms over his shoulders, an indulging complexion to his green dusted bronze skin.

'What's in your head now, Junior?' The Old Man 'said'. The younger man was undeterred, pacing now, his steam building like a great furnace once more.

"The Vagus Legion can't be standard, you don't have subordinates around like other Legionnaires, and we haven't been going anywhere for 3 weeks. The stars aren't moving right." Lucius smugly deduced. The Old Man simply huffed, visibly unimpressed, a shooing along gesture from his hand. The same one he'd slapped aside the Sharpest Story with. Lucius gulped and hurried his explanation.

"I think the Vagus serve this purpose. I want to serve, to volunteer, to-" Lucius' words drifted off, as the Old Man's full attention fell on him. The gaze the OId Man wielded in the moment was more that old, but merciless, remorseless, a ruthless entity that would see the world be ordered or broken. The Old Man stood, sword in hand, even if Lucius didn't remember him drawing it, and Lucius ignored the urge to tremble.

"What is the most valuable thing a Merchant can sell?" The Old Man asked. Lucius blanked, his mind still replaying the sheer presence of the Old Man's glare. His mind tripping over itself as if desperate to escape the pull of the eldritch memory of the sheer calculated disdain…

"Information." Lucius offered meekly. The threat was still there, obvious, but lessened at least. The Old Man looks closer still, eye contact forced to be kept with pure Intent and will.

"So why would the Vagus Legion want you?" The Old Man's question was harsh, brutal even, but as always straightforward. For a moment, Lucius rallied, ready to speak of his… numerous accomplishments and capabilities. Then the moment was gone, and the younger man was still thinking, frozen in place just as the Old Man was. Soon enough, the truth was laid bare, and Lucius could see it all so clearly.

"I don't think I would serve the Vagus Legion all that well. I might give up a mission if it was to save lives, or if I thought I knew better. Following orders doesn't work for a merchant, you won't survive long if you aren't a little ambitious and cunning." Lucius spoke the words slowly, as if unsure of their shape but certain of their make before they were even witnessed. The enlightenment, distant for so long, glimmered in the back of Lucius' thoughts.

'Because I want to be the Hero, but I'm not. I'm the A&#$@.' The last word was… large, obscene nonsense, so much so it could never be held in the depths of a mortal mind. It was gone in the next instant, replaced by complete and utter attention on the Old Man as he laid hands on Lucius' shoulders with grim intensity.

"As I said. My worst student." The sheer exasperation was so insulting that Lucius automatically started plotting how to booby-trap The Old Man's rations for a moment, before the Old Man's last word registered. His stupefaction was obvious as he outright gaped like a fish, Lucius left speechless. The Old Man seemed merely amused, with that same smug little not-smirk from before.

"Vagus means Wanderer, in the Old Tongue." The words were mumbled, restless, seemingly the continuation of a landslide but with a ritualistic verbal cadence. They both sat, at the Old Man's gesturing as he continued.

"Logica mea victoria, Logic is my victory. You must grasp logic, but how to when reality is mad? How to make illogical enemies sensible?" The Old Man mused, the last sentence ending with another one of his cocked brows of challenge. Lucius scoffed in annoyance, but still thought about it. How would he chart someone's actions, for instance, if their Dao warped them into… madmen? Lucius scowled, while the Old Man poked him mercilessly to surrender. Another huff from the younger man, as Lucius complied.

"You get more than one person, as many as you can. Different perspectives, circumstances, and so on would help best." The Old Man simply smirked-not-smirked again in amusement, leaning back again as he nodded.

"You'll find a lot more than just your stories to tell." Lucius stared at the Old Man… and thought. It was the greatest gift he'd been given, in Lucius' opinion. Simply the chance to think, to have the space after his harshest days to regain his balance. He was still confused, about himself, about what he wanted and why, and unsure in general. But Lucius knew enough. If he joined the Vagus Legion, the Golden Devil Clan, then, at the very least, Lucius would get more time to get that certainty of self, a wealth of new experiences so as to better make sense of not only himself, but the world.

"What's the first mission, Old Man?" Lucius asked nonchalantly. The Old Man snorted, but handed over a simple traveler's knapsack. Inside it was well-prepared jerky, a book to study, a strange new set pair of clothes, and a scroll. Only, the paper wasn't moving, felt less like paper but a wall in his-

"Earn it first." The Old Man commanded, but there was still a hint of mirth in his eyes.

"How?!" Green speckled arms crossed in resolute distance.

"Cultivate." The Old Man commanded, a negligent bronze finger waving toward the starry horizon.

"Follow the Mucking Farmer Constellation for 8 days, the Lonely Dragon for 19, and the Dreaming Carp Brothers for 12. Take the mission. Find Missi." A pause, as Lucius stared at the Old Man as if he might wring more information out of him with sheer patience. He failed, of course.

"That's it? All that training, and you're just going to throw me out there and see what happens with that?" The younger man was more outraged about the sheer seeming disrespect of the action than anything else, until the Old Man's hand went for a forehead flick. The Old Man snorted as Lucius retreated using rapid-thrown paper needles to suppress the Old Man.

"You want to change the game, risk it." Lucius scowled again, and without another word, stomped off. He would, during this journey, follow the Old Man's guidance, but would still manage to keep roughly on track to what he would later discover towards Emporikipolis, Trade Center and City of the Golden Devils. The moment he saw it, Lucius was in awe, humbled by the mere sight of such a massive expanse of industry, artifice, commerce, connections, and opportunity. He was a mere once-peasant of the hills, and thus in a daze as he walked into the city.

The mission was eventually found, not on the Contribution Board, but instead from a piece of mail silently dropped into his knapsack. The letter wasn't much, merely listing the number of Contribution Points Lucius should get for the mission (not many), the estimated danger of his task (unknown), and the potential risks (there were three pages of just random names of outlaws, Blood Path Bandits, and famous bandits.) At the sight of the papers, Lucius subsequently decided to avoid such depressing things, clean up a bit, come up with a few trap designs, and… maybe try on some new clothes?

The robes were quite nice.
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2237 Words! I wanted to give a bit more background and set up to Lucius before any more stuff came up. Admittedly, I am slow.
 
Hm.

In regards to Shadow Key purchases, I think there's a very strong argument for using it to arm ourselves for the upcoming throwdown with Old Cannibal and his alliance. I'm a little vague on exactly when we expect that to happen, but I gather we don't have much more time.
 
Typos for fixing @occipitallobe:
we did not fully ancitipate worth roughly thirty million.
Typo: anticipate
She smiled up at him, though it looked more like a grimace.
Typo: smiled up at her (since Kleisthenes is holding the meeting)
Second was been Xie Xinya,
Typo: Second was Xie Xinya,
causing them to gain husbands and wives who find themselves easily falling in love with people who might be usually be considered... ordinary choices for spouses. The reverse is true of course, and these new Clan cultivators will happily take on the Blood of Bronze This will allow Xinya's own family to steal important members of other factions,
Typo: might (be) usually be
Punctuation: Blood of Bronze(.) This will allow
Eight of our sixteen offensive Legions are there and prepared to fight,
Typo: nineteen offensive Legions
I have nineteen Legions prepared for a proper offensive at almost any time, totalling one hundred and seventy-two thousand Qi Condensation cultivators, sixteen hundred and one Foundation experts, and sixteen Legates.
Typo: one hundred and ninety-two? thousand Qi Condensation
Typo: nineteen hundred and one Foundation experts
Typo: nineteen Legates
I estimate now the war is over and I can focus on this transition, three Legions will be made offensively operational every two decades.
Rephrase: Should probably edit this out since we'll be entering quite a few wars lol. This was an artifact of finishing the Jingshen war iirc.
The instruments would need to be strung with this Nascent-grade alloy as well or lined it with for some, so it'd use the entire cache but they'd also be able to play music for us when we were relaxing!"
Grammar: lined (with it) for some
Add Comma: so it'd use the entire cache(,) but they'd also be
Tense: when we (are) relaxing
Other councillors were less effected than the two Nascent Souls, which was useful to know in and of itself.
Possible typo: three? Nascent Souls (unless it doesn't affect Casia)
Every word felt like a wondrous thing gifted to the world one could only defile by hearing it.
Typo: to the world (that) one could only defile
Lastly, there is a NEW MECHANIC as of two turns ago.
Future-proofing: as of Turn 14 (Year 260).
There is a 48 hour voting moriatorum!
Typo: mor(atorium)
(3) Actions. What the two Nascent Souls of the Clan do. Usually mediated by skills, but often by Cultivation level - especially when it comes to combat. You can always Write In Actions. In fact, writing in more complex and well-thought out Actions will positively increase your chances of success. There are two of these - bear in mind Manuel is going to better than Kleisthenes at almost everything, so these two actions are not of equal worth. This turn, however, Manuel is Wounded and will perform about as well as Kleisthenes does in general.
Typo: What the (four) Nascent Souls
Typo: There are (four) of these
Rewording: Manuel is going to be better at almost everything, so these four actions
Kleisthenes had brought the Council together for what would ordinarily be its meeting-time, but for a meeting that would be anything but ordinarily.
Typo: anything but (ordinary)
Mohawk headdreses and hats had somehow both become symbols of philosophy, of how a bureaucract believed the Contribution Board should be run.
Typo: headdre(sses)
Typo: bureau(crat)
For anyone who spent extended periods of time around her, and who were not in her family.
This seems like an incomplete sentence, it doesn't elaborate further and seems to cut off mid-thought.

Manuel getting Wounded is a slight bummer for the planned Nascent ganking spree, but he should still hold superiority with the Stone Spear's invulnerability I think. For Purchases, I'm leaning towards the Marriage Ring for that combat teamwork so Xinya + Manuel can do assassinations together in the Yuan War, where there's multiple Nascents we can kill for loot. Anvil's loot got us 3 extra Purchases, let's get more.

The Poison Maze is growing massively throughout the Ma Empire, and the Demonic Altar Sect even seems to be ceding lands to them, aiming to make impassable what they cannot defend."
At this rate, I think Altar Lord is planning for the Poison Maze to replace the Blood Path as the Northern hegemon, when the NDA inevitably collapses. Tbh, Noble Knowledge is kind of similar to us in the sense of their area denial/fortification specialty and they'll probably get a 4th Nascent slot from all this territorial gain too.

"-so now all my teachers are properly motivated to teach well, or they'll die! I pay them to take it and it wears off after twenty years or so, but anyone not willing to put in the maximum effort to transmit knowledge shouldn't be vying for those teaching positions anyway. It's a boring solution to a boring problem, but until I figure out how to fix the Study Hard or Die Poison without killing people from overwork it'll have to do."
Even in Xianxia it's the teachers getting the short end of the stick, just like RL. :V

I have nineteen Legions prepared for a proper offensive at almost any time,
[ ] Raise Three to Six Offensive Legions (1-2 Purchases)
Just to remind folks, we still have that Truecore Flower that lets us boost a Core Elder by one stage. Sheng Yu converted 3 offensive legions per turn when he was Mid Core, and he rose to Late Core in last turn (which gives him 3.5/turn). If we raise him up to Great Circle together with the Nascents as part of last turn, we'll get an extra Offensive legion for this turn (+4 instead of +3.5). This also makes Sheng Yu ready for Nascent ascension if he rolls lucky next turn.

We should probably include a vote on that with the plan.

Hm.

In regards to Shadow Key purchases, I think there's a very strong argument for using it to arm ourselves for the upcoming throwdown with Old Cannibal and his alliance. I'm a little vague on exactly when we expect that to happen, but I gather we don't have much more time.
"Perhaps a simpler solution. Old Cannibal is permitted to flee, provided he does not enter the Desert again for two hundred years.
Old Cannibal's deadline is 200 years after the Year 152 deal that kicked him out of the Desert. So we have until Year 352 = Turn 18 for his eventual invasion into the Desert. He's got free reign to raid us in the mountains if we try to control the Colossus Path, though.
 
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so if i recall, this is the turn no one expects us to move, thinking we a dealing with the fallout of the trials. It seems like the perfect time to either focus on defense of Yuan or push into sorrowful blacksmith territory before it is completely taken by old canibal.
 
[ ] Forge a Wedding Ring (Major Purchase - 2 Purchases)

Right it was mentioned earlier that Manuel would probably have to marry Xinya to keep her in check if she became a Nascent Soul cultivator. Is that something we should do going forward?
 
Good stuff, good stuff. Casia and Kleisthenes are genuinely perfect and the RP arent pissed at us yet!

Plus, if the Pass hasnt been taken yet then that means Old Cannibal is slow rolling his invasion of the Pass. No skin off our nose quite yet.

[ ] Wait, and see what else might arise.

I'd have preferred it be available this turn, but the only thing this would accomplish is quadrupling down on the Yuan invasion if we were to use it for something Nascent-scale.

[ ] Forge a Wedding Ring (Major Purchase - 2 Purchases)
"It'll be a surprise for the old man. He always talked about having to marry Xinya if she became powerful enough, so why not present him with a fait accompli when it happens? Harmonizing their Dao together so his secrets don't tear apart her family is something they'll do in time, but I think I can make an artifact to speed it along, so they're effective in battle together from the very start."

Itll pay for itself off a single Nascent Soul tbh. So that ought to be fine. I'll type up a proper plan in a couple hours, but this isn't a particularly complicated problem we're facing right now. The good thing is that the Pass isnt closed just yet.
 
The aim has been by the looks of things to draw the eyes and ears of the Righteous Path to one of the few untouched lands within the Palace remaining, hoping to draw their forces south. The response has been anemic, by the looks of things.
I just want to highlight this for planning purposes. The RP did not seem to take the bait that OC put out for them, which may well mean the RP have more forces to feed into the pass when the big blow falls.
 
"Look, the disciples mainly take care of themselves at this point. After I brewed the Master Teacher Poison-"

So, Magnus is basically going to by an assistant for her in his next Omake. Seriously, the more I find out about her, the more I see in my head of Magnus Simping for her because he is so bad with women.

"Well, that was the boring idea. Now for the good one - an entire orchestra of puppets capable of attacking our enemies with Demonic Tunes, forged with hearts of high-grademetal. We'd need to reforge the metal so it'd take some time, maybe two decades, but they'd be a weapon capable of putting entire enemy armies to flight. The instruments would need to be strung with this Nascent-grade alloy as well or lined it with for some, so it'd use the entire cache but they'd also be able to play music for us when we were relaxing!"

Poisons and Puppets, see this is why Magnus likes her so much.

Seriously, based on what we end up voting for, I'll try to write it in as Magnus being an assistant/test subject and see if I can get just a bit closer to the next realm
 
I just want to highlight this for planning purposes. The RP did not seem to take the bait that OC put out for them, which may well mean the RP have more forces to feed into the pass when the big blow falls.
That's my read as well. Its important to remember that we're prepping for a worst case scenario. The moment we drive off or eliminate the Nascent Souls invading the Yuan territories we'll have already succeeded in gaining from this confusion.

The RP driving off Old Cannibal after a brief attempt is made at the Pass is something of a near best case scenario for us, especially if we specifically save the Yuan. Then it becomes a matter of the Weeping Anvil getting disappeared by...*someone* while the Trial Lord actually requested our assistance.

Plus, our previously assumed weakened bargaining position matters much less when we have both Casia and Kleisthenes as the ones taking point on those negotiations.
 
"Hetaireiarches. I have, with considerable effort, rebuilt many networks in the Plains. There has been a massive invasion into the lands of the Seven Divine Saber Palace by the Grand Abyssal Invasion, though perhaps more a raid-in-force. The aim has been by the looks of things to draw the eyes and ears of the Righteous Path to one of the few untouched lands within the Palace remaining, hoping to draw their forces south. The response has been anemic, by the looks of things. The Poison Maze is growing massively throughout the Ma Empire, and the Demonic Altar Sect even seems to be ceding lands to them, aiming to make impassable what they cannot defend."
Pff the one place I don't mind them invading.
 
@occipitallobe , i have a question that will matter a lot for plans going forward.
So it fell to Kleisthenes to run the meeting, while Manuel recuperated. He'd regained most of his memories fairly quickly, of who he was and what he did, but unfortunately many more memories were... not missing, but difficult to properly reintegrate. For a man who had a fighting style revolving around a series of gambits amidst which he scattered ten times as many traps, a few missing memory links were disastrous for his combat prowess. Destasia had figured out how he could regain his memories in a chosen order, and they'd agreed to focus on his combat-related ones first as to be able to address any emergencies that might arise.

Unfortunately, that meant his administrative abilities were... lacking. Very lacking. She'd tried to quiz him on a few basics in Spirit Stone accounting and how to spot corrupt subordinates but he hadn't even remembered how to check for false-faceting on a drained stone. A basic that any cultivating accountant could learn in a few months, and it would be years before he properly remembered it.
Did Manuel also regained his sneaking abilities, with how entwined it is in his style, or like his administrative abilities, it is still in the memory soup, waiting proper digestion?
 
I wonder what that could be? Meditating on the Shadow Key sounds like the kind of thing that might aid Manuel's recovery, because Manuel's memories are currently secrets from himself (if not necessarily in the "intentionally hidden" now, though I have no idea of the existing plans for this turn and whether that can fit in here

I think this is referring to how she knew Manuel had been possessed by a Will and had been creating a plan to free him only for it to turn out to be totally necessary.
 
I don't think any of the options are worth the effort we put into killing Weeping Anvil. One is just bog standard, one helps with something we're already really great at, and the last is just asking for a terrible accident to occur.

For purchases, imma have to advocate for the Pill Forges but as for the other 2 IDK.
 
[ ] Set Prices Low - Letting the Legions have their supplies now will make the Yuan War easier. However, if the Pass cannot be reopened effectively the Clan will start to suffer more casualties in battle.
[ ] Set Prices High - Hold onto the supplies for now in case the Pass cannot be reopened for half a century or more. This will cause more casualties now, but less in the long-term.
Either way, things will settle (either low if the Pass can be reopened or high prices if not) in the medium term, Casia is only asking about the short term.
Hm so what are we feeling for? I'm personally for low as we're about to go to war.
 
So was doing a bit of checking, and it seems like the old Spirit Severing Bull of the Clan is still alive in Yuan Clan? The description said it rebelled and was sleeping in the mountains, plus it sounded like it's still around as one of the last "Two Great Beasts".

two attempts to collapse it led to the last of the Two Great Beasts - the Beaver and Bull carving new caves and butchering a swathe across Yuan lands. Consequently the caves are left open
Twinbone Undercity is founded on the remnants of the Spirit Severing Bronze Bull's horns. A former creature of the Optimatoi, it went mad and rebelled long before the rise of Soup Chef, sleeping in the mountains.
If it's still alive, we should definitely look into securing it back into the fold in the long-term future.
 
Good stuff, good stuff. Casia and Kleisthenes are genuinely perfect and the RP arent pissed at us yet!

Plus, if the Pass hasnt been taken yet then that means Old Cannibal is slow rolling his invasion of the Pass. No skin off our nose quite yet.

[ ] Wait, and see what else might arise.

I'd have preferred it be available this turn, but the only thing this would accomplish is quadrupling down on the Yuan invasion if we were to use it for something Nascent-scale.

[ ] Forge a Wedding Ring (Major Purchase - 2 Purchases)
"It'll be a surprise for the old man. He always talked about having to marry Xinya if she became powerful enough, so why not present him with a fait accompli when it happens? Harmonizing their Dao together so his secrets don't tear apart her family is something they'll do in time, but I think I can make an artifact to speed it along, so they're effective in battle together from the very start."

Itll pay for itself off a single Nascent Soul tbh. So that ought to be fine. I'll type up a proper plan in a couple hours, but this isn't a particularly complicated problem we're facing right now. The good thing is that the Pass isnt closed just yet.
I know you're not really a fan of the pill forges, but something that occurred to me comes from the phrasing of the option.

"Hetaireiarches, our gardens are in excellent shape. However our pill-forging is somewhat remiss, as we lack the capacity to properly integrate the Qi falling from the sky. This is easily remedied, and new designs can be built at the Dawn Fortress. It would allow us to stretch out our supplies of critical herbs another twenty years in the event the Pass is not reopened."
If we look at this as setting up a baseline we can expand on later to actually improve our growth, I think this has more potential value than just stretching our reserves.
 
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If we look at this as setting up a baseline we can expand on later to actually improve our growth, I think this has more potential value than just stretching our reserves.
I actually am entertaining schemes to get around that. If we can use the Ceaseless Chant on the Grand Circle Nascent Devil Bee nest, we can cripple that threat and loot their lands to the bedrock. Even if we dont wipe out the entirety of the Devil Bee species that matters less if we dobt try to make it sustainable

Edit: Also, I want to at least maintain some kind of Warchest going into next turn
 
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