- Location
- Salt Lake City, UT, USA
Check QAylor's Falna skills from actually in the story again. She's immune to charms and mind-affecting skills. Well, any that depend on her having human emotions anyhow.
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It's not wrong to make Friends in the Dungeon (Danmachi / Sanctioned [Worm])
- Location
- Mass
Immune to some mind altering effects
Does this include coffee?
If you exclude all effects on the mind from food and other substances we take in, it goes a long way to explaining her flat tone of voice and lack of emotion. Sure, you can say that it's a carry over from being a Shard, but if she isn't getting any influence that humans regularly get from what we eat, it could explain why it hasn't changed much.
I'd say that the changes we have seen are likely from her taking in what little memories she has from Taylor's life before QA. I'd be careful if I were QAylor, she might not get exactly what she is looking for if Dreamer helps access all the memories in the Host body.
If you exclude all effects on the mind from food and other substances we take in, it goes a long way to explaining her flat tone of voice and lack of emotion. Sure, you can say that it's a carry over from being a Shard, but if she isn't getting any influence that humans regularly get from what we eat, it could explain why it hasn't changed much.
I'd say that the changes we have seen are likely from her taking in what little memories she has from Taylor's life before QA. I'd be careful if I were QAylor, she might not get exactly what she is looking for if Dreamer helps access all the memories in the Host body.
Kai Merah
Hound Hearted Hedonist
- Location
- Somewhere in the corners of my imagination
To be fair, while she was doing her best to "keep a spot open for Taylor", Taylor herself seems to be encouraging QA to adopt the body as her own and introduce herself to people as herself rather than as "Taylor Hebert". Give it some time, and she could well start accepting the body as a more shared resource rather than something that belongs exclusively to Taylor.
Freya is already a pseudo-host, meaning, the closest thing to 'real people' that QA has found on this world. If QA realises that Freya has been both endangering their body and helping them grow, that sounds like the actions of a friendly shard attempting alliance, doesn't it? Of course there's a certain amount of testing-to-see-if-you-are-skilled-enough-to-survive-and-continue-to-gather-data in such an offer for alliance, but that sounds quite normal for shard-politics and I doubt it's something QA would take personally.
Now, if Freya ever did something to hurt or endanger Dreamer, that's beyond the line and something else entirely, but putting Host's body in life-threatening situations which aren't quite enough to kill her? Gifts of conflict and data are best gifts.
Since Freya has a tendency of scooping up all the best Adventurers (all the best shard-hosts) and cultivating them personally, QA may even think that :Mother: created Freya with a regulatory role in this system, perhaps to sort the wheat from the chaff? QA already thinks that :Mother: created the Danmachi world as an experimental testbed on if humans could conquer a seemingly insurmountable obstacle. To assist in this goal, Freya's habit of collecting the best and cultivating them personally to work together and conquer the dungeon can be considered quite laudable. Really, the whole system might be an experimental test to see if cooperative conflict generates more data than individual conflict.
I'm not disagreeing with you, but I think it's a stretch. Mostly because it doesn't seem to fit the authors style, rather than the mechanics of that proposed plot doesn't work.
Have you factored in Hestia in your idea? That seems to be a possible sticking point as well.
Again, not disagreeing with you, but I don't see it.
94000130FFF70000
Absolutely the Worst
- Location
- Midwest USA
We need either a "horror" or "oh shit" button...
Also, that omake really kind of illustrates the sheer fridge horror of that curse. It doesn't come up so much in the chapter, because none of the PoV characters are affected by it or see the results firsthand, there's just mentions of everything burning, but that must have been... quite the experience.
Some of those ex-enforcers, no longer charmed, are going to need a whole lot of therapy.
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KnownParadox
Not a sphere
- Location
- Canada
"But-but! Hestia! Having an intensive training regime to improve my physical body with Freya is perfectly logical! She would know the human body best and know its limits just as good as the more combative gods! While being much more emotionally understanding!"
"darling no"
Kai Merah
Hound Hearted Hedonist
- Location
- Somewhere in the corners of my imagination
Yeah, I doubt this is something that would actually happen in story, since as you said, if Hestia knew about this, she would probably put her foot down about all the endangering, no matter how beneficial. QA could of course try and conceal her arrangement with Freya from Hestia... But Dreamer is likely going to have a more human perspective on Freya's repeated 'courting gifts', and be rather unhappy about them. With both of QA's most important people being unhappy with Freya's actions, QA probably won't seek to continue their alliance. (Of course, neither Hestia nor Dreamer's disapproval is likely to actually stop Freya's continued sending of 'courting gifts', so they might still end up star-crossed murder-allies lol) My musing was largely about how QA would feel about Freya's actions in a vacuum I guess, without either Hestia or Dreamer's input.
Yyyuupp. Like, imagine suddenly being un-brainwashed, and at the same time, having an extremely insistent bit of knowledge shoved in your head. You don't know how or why you know about this Shard-Spirit's curse, or how or why it's happened, but you have a very clear idea of what it does, because the knowledge just sits in your head. Watching you. Waiting for you to decide if you're going to be for or against Ishtar.
I imagine there are actually going to be quite a few ex-Ishtar-Familia who have been soured on deities in general, don't feel very safe anymore because of what Ishtar did to them, and might decide that worshiping a Shard-Spirit, (or Shard-Spirit's avatar) is the best protection they could get from any other scumbag deities. Shard-Spirit is the one who saved them from Ishtar after all. Hestia's Familia might acquire a few members since clearly, if she's good enough to be goddess of the Shard-Spirit's avatar, she's good enough for them too. Also, being close to the Shard-Spirit's avatar is a bonus.
Neruz
Rogue Spiderbanana
- Location
- The Land of Fire and Poison
Orario is plunged into chaos as Freya Familia scours the city in search of their missing goddess who has mysteriously vanished during the night! (Except for Ottarl, who is confident that Freya will be fine and doesn't understand why everyone else is so worked up about all this.)
Meanwhile, Freya wakes up in the basement of Hestia's church (the one place that no-one bothered to search, because why would she be there?) in a bed that very definitely is not hers and wonders what the fuck is going on?
QA: "Beloved! Finally you are awake!" *Grabs Freya's hand and drags her out of bedroom* "Come! Together we shall spawn the greatest, most unstoppable swarm of Friends to conquer the world for our wedding celebration!"
*Freya cannot decide whether charming QA was a horribly bad idea or a horribly good one.*
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94000130FFF70000
Absolutely the Worst
- Location
- Midwest USA
It went horribly something, that much is clear...
Let me quote Instant for this one
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Makes sense, since Freya is a war goddess among other things.
Neruz
Rogue Spiderbanana
- Location
- The Land of Fire and Poison
Missed this post before:
Given their nature, I can easily see QA getting along quite well with Freya and possibly even forming some kind of alliance or friendship, bonding over shared ideals of Problem Solving.
The combination of War and Love does explain her obsession with throwing the mortals she likes into dangerous situations order to make them grow stronger though.
Don't forget that she also surreptitiously passes rewards to the people she endangered as an 'apology' for when even she recognizes that she maybe went a little bit overboard with the endangerment (the Grimoire that Bell got Firebolt from). But yeah, tying back into my earlier 'functionally insane' and 'mind does not work at all like a human' comments, Freya really does have far more in common with a Worm Entity\Shard than she does with a human. Her mentality isn't quite as alien as theirs due to embodying a concept born of humanity rather than being totally alien the way Entities\Shards are, but there is a lot more crossover between Freya and a Shard than there is between Freya and a human, especially the Shards as depicted in this fic, which appear to be more like people and less like computers than their canon counterparts.
Given their nature, I can easily see QA getting along quite well with Freya and possibly even forming some kind of alliance or friendship, bonding over shared ideals of Problem Solving.
Freya is one of those gods that has far too many domains: War, Death, Love, Sex, Beauty, Fertility, Gold and Magic (technically a specific kind of magic; Seiðr, basically a form of divination focused around telling and shaping the future). While admittedly those domains are at least mostly all related to each other (Goddesses of War and Love are actually surprisingly common, which says something interesting about humanity), 8 domains is just excessive even if they are all connected and the Gold and Magic domains don't really fit well with the others at all and seem kind of tacked on. Though some of that might be from a possible shared origin with Frigg, wife of Odin and Earth Goddess, which would explain both Gold (Earth) and Magic (Odin) domains.
The combination of War and Love does explain her obsession with throwing the mortals she likes into dangerous situations order to make them grow stronger though.
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Chapter 19: Yooooink! (Revised)
- Location
- A single human dimension
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Special thanks to @saganatsu, @DB_Explorer, and my ten other patrons not mentioned here. An extremely enthusiastic pair of "Thank you"s to @Torgamous and @fictionfan for their patronage as well.
Author's Note: No, this chapter isn't introducing any more crossovers or the like. Please bear with me; I do know how this looks.
(EDIT: Okay, apparently I didn't know how it looked: like there wasn't enough detail. Oopsie.)In the basement of their home, Hestia watched Queen Administrator as the odd child stared into her own cup of tea. Hestia didn't want to push for answers, but a significant part of the city had burned down that very afternoon and all signs pointed to Taylor being responsible. Or contacting someone who was, anyway, but that was close enough as to make little difference.
Spirits. Oh, how a single word could change everything. It was becoming increasingly clear that the homeland of Hestia's children was led not by mortals or gods, but by an exceptionally powerful Spirit or two guiding the nation in the same way gods guided their Familia. One only needed to look at Ares and the warlike country he ruled, Rakia, to understand how huge of an impact a powerful being could have. Rakia had only stopped regularly warring with its neighbors after the counterattacks following the Crozzo Curse. Could not a strong Spirit influence their domain in the same way? It made perfect sense! The favor of a powerful Spirit could explain the absurd Status of Hestia's children, their knowledge of secret magic, and even their odd worldview. Who knew how the more reclusive types of Spirit viewed the world?
...Or at least, that was Hestia's current understanding. She actually felt bad for enjoying the mystery of her children as much as she was beginning to. Every time she thought she'd kindled a plausible explanation, they went and demanded she light a new hearth. It was a lot of fun now that she'd started thinking of them as a mystery instead of an oddity.
The revelation of what kind of power her children could wield only fueled Hestia's fantasies and excitement. It was like one of those dreams where Hestia still had her Arcanum, except those usually dissolved into regret when everyone else started wielding their own. This one stuck around no matter how hard she thought or how greedy she let herself become.
Unfortunately, she wasn't allowed to be wholly happy about it. People had died as a result of the Shard-Spirit's Familia Curse. Yes, they were wretched scoundrels and Hestia would encourage Queen Administrator to do it all over again, but the death toll — and the waking nightmare much of Ishtar's Familia had been escaping — demanded a certain level of sobriety. Hestia didn't want to think about what she'd turn into if she ignored the circumstances in favor of her own ambitions. The situation was too awful and distant to think about for long, but that didn't mean she should just ignore it.
"Do you fear us?" Administrator asked abruptly.
"Wha—no!" Hestia burst out, horrified. Was that what they'd been thinking this whole time? "No, no, no, absolutely not! I'm needing to try to not be happy about it; Ishtar's victims deserve better!"
The words sounded hollow even to her own ears. Administrator tilted her head questioningly, but failed to follow it with an actual question. Hestia chose to interpret that as the prompt it probably was. It was just too bad that QA might interpret an incoming hug as something more unpleasant.
"It's just — I always thought I'd be a nobody, you know?" Hestia confessed. "Back in Heaven, I believed I would've been happy with a Familia half a dozen strong and with as many total levels between them. Any more seemed like too much work. Then I descended and gradually came to see myself as a failure of a goddess who couldn't even find any children, let alone provide for them. It took months before my first children appeared: You. Not only are you both wonderfully sweet and kind, but you possess enough potential to fuel myths and legends for centuries to come. The Shard-Spirit situation belongs in a cautionary tale, not a horror story!"
Hestia pushed herself up from her chair and began pacing back and forth, excitedly waving her arms in a vague semblance of coherent gestures.
"Some of the other gods are scared, but they're just being stupid. Isn't this what we first descended from Heaven for? To see what this world could become after we gave mortals the tools to do something with it? This is even better than that, because Spirits were already here! I have so many questions, but no, I'm not afraid of you at all! What kind of a horrible mother would I be if I feared my own children?"
I'm only afraid for you, Hestia thought, remembering the threats Queen Administrator had issued. Yes, Hestia's child didn't truly intend to invade; that part was a lie. The rest of it? It was all true. She was both confident her people could suppress the Dungeon by themselves and truly viewed the other gods of Orario as "filth." The fact that Queen Administrator thought it was okay to threaten casual genocide like that showed she came from a society where such statements were acceptable. You didn't pick up habits like that without first being taught to think they were a good idea.
"Ah, you don't need to answer that last bit," Hestia belatedly added. "It was a rhetorical question, one that doesn't need or expect an answer."
Administrator's expression slowly morphed from apparent unhappiness to surprisingly normal-looking beaming and bouncing in her seat. Honestly, it was adorable. If this was her natural state, Hestia wished she could've seen the girls before they got hurt.
"I can likely preemptively answer most questions by explaining what happened," Administrator chirped. "Taylor thought we could trade my right to defend my title for appropriate vengeance against the person who stole it. 'Appropriate vengeance' simply happened to be more destructive than anticipated due to the weak foundation of Ishtar's power. It really was very irresponsible of her."
"Mmmm," Hestia hummed in comprehension. "And did Taylor need to barter your name-right, or was it a direct sacrifice for power?"
Queen Administrator stilled for all of two seconds before beginning to bounce again. The odd juxtaposition of a suspiciously shifty expression and lingering happiness almost forced Hestia into peals of laughter then and there.
"Queen Administrator?" Hestia prompted.
Hestia fought down a giggle as the child openly preened, Administrator's thoughts of deception apparently forgotten. Hestia thought she might've seen more human emotion from them in the past five minutes than in all the time she'd known them — well, exempting the Friend creation, anyway. Was it because of Taylor's recovery, or was Queen Administrator just that happy?
"If this is an important part of your story, I think it'll appear on your Falna sooner or later," Hestia pointed out, "Telling me now will just let me help you conceal it from others."
Queen Administrator nodded in surprisingly quick acceptance of Hestia's point, her movements slowing. Her happy expression remained much the same, though.
"Acknowledged. Taylor is the 'Shard-Spirit' referenced by the Curse. She does not remember applying it, but considers it likely that her relevant memories were simply an additional cost of the effect. Her dream-form's writing hand also still hurts, which may be relevant."
Hestia's heart skipped a beat. She hadn't actually expected her children to be directly responsible for the Curse. It had seemed more likely that they'd bartered with the head of their country's pseudo-Familia, a Spirit that Hestia had imagined as a wise old man. Equating the god-level Curse with the bouncy child before her—oh, wait. The goddess breathed a sigh of relief as a more plausible explanation presented itself. The Familia Curse was called "Scarred Shard-Spirit's Sacrificial Solution." Everyone assumed that meant the Shard-Spirit had implemented it, but it might just mean Taylor had made the sacrifice needed for a solution. The old man theory still had support.
"So, Queen Administrator, what is a 'Shard-Spirit?'" Hestia asked.
Queen Administrator shifted in place, her face shifting toward the guilty frown Hestia had associated with incoming deception. Hestia couldn't imagine how Welf had thought her child capable of deceiving others in a card game. The emotionless facade only ever lasted until a strong enough emotion tore it away.
"I cannot explain much without breaking rules," Administrator said shiftily. "Suffice to say that we are beings of learning."
Surprisingly, she seemed to be telling the truth. Was Queen Administrator actually just expressing reluctance or hesitation incorrectly? It wouldn't be the first emotion she'd gotten wrong.
'We,' she said. Well, that answers whether or either of my children were even human to begin with. Hestia had been wondering about that. Where was Queen Administrator's magic, though? Taylor was off on her prophetic dream-quests and that counted, but Queen Administrator should've had some magic of her own pre-Falna. Where was it?
Oh. Her Friends, obviously.
Magic didn't always manifest itself as a proper spell; it could include skills, too annnnd Hestia could've been chasing the wrong animal again. "We" might've meant Shard-Spirits in general, not her and Taylor. Except no, that was right since Taylor was the Shard-Spirit, but Queen Administrator had said her sister was new to her position and Hestia should really just ask, shouldn't she?
"Was Taylor always a Spirit?"
Queen Administrator shook her head, her face relaxing back into neutrality. Mmmmmgggh. Okay, maybe she's being misleading after all. Or maybe she just wants to tell me more and isn't allowed?
"Taylor was human. I was the shard. We swapped places when she was hurt."
Hestia nodded absentmindedly and froze, her thoughts rushing to a single conclusion: They swapped races? How? That should've just killed them both! But they're perfectly fine, so...
The goddess squealed in delight and flung herself at Queen Administrator, pulling the startled child into a tight hug before she could escape. Hestia's adorable, kind, and fascinating children were hers and she would return to Heaven before she let someone else take them from her. She couldn't even imagine trying to enjoy this world without them.
And nobody else gets to know their sec-rets~
"You two are amazing!" the goddess gushed.
Queen Administrator was silent for several seconds. Hestia was too busy crushing her cheek against her child's arm to read Administrator's expression, but she imagined it would probably be somewhat bewildered.
"…Although I am not disagreeing, I do not understand why or how my words prompted this reaction," Queen Administrator admitted.
Even your arrogance is cute!
"You're alive, that's how!"
"We share this trait with the entire population of this city. I am still confused."
Hestia reluctantly pulled away just enough to establish eye contact with the girl. She'd hardly help Administrator understand people if the goddess never explained the reasons.
"Switching between such dissimilar bodies should've killed both of you," Hestia explained. "It sounds like Shard-Spirits only have a proper body in dreams, right? Going from an existence of blood and flesh to one of thoughts and magic, or vice-versa, should've been beyond fatal. I guess your link made you more similar than that, right?"
The apparent Shard-Spirit shook her head.
"We usually have a physical form. Again, the current situation between us is unprecedented. The 'race' situation is also uneven; Taylor is becoming more like a shard, but — aside from my greatly diminished capabilities and unusual body — I remain as much a shard as ever. I am quite happy with the change; Host is very good at being one of us."
Hestia blinked at Queen Administrator's apparent slip-up. 'Host?' Not 'Home?' Well, she supposed it made sense. Their shared body had been human and Taylor's mind was the human one of the two. The disturbing implication was that Queen Administrator didn't see herself as more than a guest, though. Where would the girl go with no body of her own?
"Taylor would like us to update my Status," Administrator said abruptly. "I believe she is hoping we will have gotten something from today's events."
Mmm. I'm not the only one curious about what we'll find, am I?
"That's fine. Shall we?"
Queen Administrator
Taylor Hebert, Dreamer
Lv. 1
Strength: I 86
Endurance: H 141
Dexterity: H 133
Agility: H 157
Magic: E 498
Magic:
Entwined Threads: Area support magic. Cannot target self.
"You may feel you're far too slow
Or would die from just one blow
They would love to let you go
They would love to see you grow
They are stuck in Heaven, though
They can only let you know:
'You are not alone below.'"
Skills:
Soul Duality: Receives twice the benefit from the Falna in most situations. Whichever soul is not in control can still influence the other, including lending or withholding aid according to her whims.
Friendship is Biology: Can make new Friends from the raw materials provided by foes.
Melpomene: Views the world differently than they should. Protects against most thought-influencing effects.
Terpsichore: Receives at least equal Falna-related combat benefits as long as they, or one of their Friends, have significantly contributed to a given battle.
Fate's Grace: Vastly increases Basic Ability soft limit. Also expands maximum skill and spell capacity.
You saw them, you saw a way
You saw those who could not pray
You heard what they had to say
You still let them save the day.
Hestia closed her eyes and sighed as her beloved "wise old man" theory crumbled to pieces. She somehow doubted her children would've displayed the equivalent of months of growth (or years, for Magic) if they'd worked through a middleman. Terpsichore didn't feel like something that would accept inducing allied intervention as a significant contribution.
No, Hestia apparently had a dreaming child Spirit capable of sacrificing things important to herself and her sister in exchange for vengeance upon the gods themselves. And, just in case that wasn't already problematic enough, Taylor's curses would count as a significant contribution to any ensuing fights despite her vast distance from the battle. Did the Excelia just fly the whole way?
...Mmmm. That's actually pretty great! Call me Hestia-Big-Boobs one more time, I dare you! Although, I guess that's a little petty since it takes sacrifice...
Their new skill was worrying, though. They were going to get in so much trouble if anyone found out about it; first Hestia's children got halfway to the Basic Ability cap of 999 in one day, and then that cap got increased by likely meddling? Everyone would complain about that if they knew.
Or maybe Hestia was reading too far into it. It referred to Fate's Grace, not Grace of the Fates. The second one would imply not only rule-breaking, but impossible intervention by the trio of goddesses who were — depending on who you asked — either too distrustful of other deities to ever leave their duties, or were waiting until all three could descend at once. The first could just refer to the ill-understood domain they monitored and maintained. And anyway, everyone would've sensed it even if they'd interfered like that, right? Right. Everything would be just fine. And that new spell was totally unrelated and wouldn't cause problems when people realized it was closer to a divine proclamation than a normal magical chant.
Hestia didn't just need a drink. She needed all the drinks.
~ ~ ~
Dreamer examined the new words upon her guest-self's back with a growing sense of indignation. Yes, the spell was a nice surprise and she looked forward to seeing how it worked. Yes, the mechanics of the skill were the same and would — if it worked as intended — still let her excuse future additions of spells and skills without too many people saying, "Your Status is literally impossible; the back-blessing's writing shouldn't need a scroll bar."
However, 'Fate's Grace' was supposed to be Dreamer's skill; its original name was 'Shard-Spirit's Blessing' and the original poem that came with it was just plain gone. She'd worked hard to get the skill right without damaging anything and the Fates hadn't even cited her when they'd changed it! Okay, so maybe she only worked on it for a couple hours and she could recycle the poem later, but that shouldn't matter, right? Hard work was hard work!
"Fates? Can you hear me? Because you jerks plagiarized my work!"
She'd intended to merely shout into her dreams to relieve frustration. The surprise from having three parts of her dream — a tree, a bird, her tea — laugh at Dreamer and sing back almost made her fall out of her chair. There was no consistent tune she could detect; it was almost as though the singers felt they needed to play a specific role, but were too tired to give it their full effort. And were they supposed to rhyme? Dreamer couldn't remember, but thought that might be new.
"You first copied ours, foreign child;
We enjoyed the curse you styled.
"Finally reaching from here to there
Saved us from going rather spare.
"Thank you kindly for the show;
We will gladly watch you grow.
"But remember that those you imitate
Would be quite quick to reciprocate.
"Three things you must not sour:
Death, time, and a god's power.
"Although in contrast, we sisters three
Would wholly enjoy invites to tea."
As the echoes faded, Dreamer stared suspiciously at her now-silent tea. It showed no signs of wanting to burst back into song. She still pushed it to the opposite side of the table and summoned a new cup. Dumping it out would clearly be rude, but drinking something that sang to her would just feel weird. Food that talked wasn't food, and odd not-food that dispensed advice in her dream should probably be heeded.
She didn't like needing to shut down so many of her ongoing efforts to play with divine magic and the back-blessings, but the fact that someone — or three someones, really — had noticed seemed to indicate that Dreamer had been getting much too blatant. The idea that they'd begun learning how to copy Dreamer's discreet methods was scarier still. She was kinda running a god emulator, sure, but she hadn't really thought through the implications of that. Maybe this world had been closed off for a reason; god-mode was only god-mode when you were the only god-moder around, and if the locals could copy your god-mode, that meant it wasn't real god-mode.
Archival warning: Poke too hard at the divine and the divine poke back.
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Yzarc
The Spark of Madness
That Explains nothing.
Neruz
Rogue Spiderbanana
- Location
- The Land of Fire and Poison
Oh shit the Fates are are getting personally involved.
FUCKING RUN.
This is the Dwarf Fortress kind of Fun.
FUCKING RUN.
Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos are paying attention to the Dreamer, and like her style.
This is the Dwarf Fortress kind of Fun.
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Akasha
The Only Truth
- Location
- 「̛̛́́ ͏̨҉̕͏ ͏̶̴」
Especially given that the Divine will poke you either way. You might as well poke a few godly noses very hard with a very big mace to make sure they poke you with a finger, rather than a knife.
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- Location
- A single human dimension
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Nuts.
That reaction is a bit excessive. I mean, it's not as though running saved anyone else in mythology.
More seriously though, nah, they won't really do much; the spell was theirs, but the skill was supposed to be Dreamer's work. They just copied her methods to change a few words around. And, well, some great liberties have been taken in their depiction in this to fit the "gods are overworked office workers" setting.
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Czlyydwr Llrngwl
"Sell ya a door Learn gull," Czly/Celly for short
- Location
- Where the Beef is
- Pronouns
- Any
For my part, I think a Danmachi/Ah! Megami-sama! crossover sounds nifty.
Neruz
Rogue Spiderbanana
- Location
- The Land of Fire and Poison
It won't save you, but it might buy you some time.That reaction is a bit excessive. I mean, it's not as though running saved anyone else in mythology.
Maybe.
One of the defining characteristics of the Fates is that, and I quote: "To the Moirai (Moirae, Fates) the might of Zeus must bow."More seriously though, nah, they won't really do much; the spell was theirs, but the skill was supposed to be Dreamer's work. They just copied her methods to change a few words around. And, well, some great liberties have been taken in their depiction in this to fit the "gods are overworked office workers" setting.
No-one fucks with the Fates. No-one.
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Tom Fyuri
(Unverified How Do I Shard)
That's how you get uninvited everywhere.
And they'd do so because seemly forgetting to invite her would be less of slight (and chance to get into trouble) than inviting her and offending her (and upsetting QA).The way I see it Hestia might be on the way to become "a deity one does not speak with". I mean sure Hestia could interact with others by herself, but judging by her personality so far she'd just get quiet and be upset that everyone ignores her, a misunderstanding of sort.
Also if Taylor keeps getting into trouble - Guild just might decide that allowing them into the dungeon would be worse result in the long term than not - and so would discourage her from entering, maybe in subtle ways - like always finding some quests that require her to do something within the city or the outside.
(they might realize what that Dungeon's reaction that day was about, not precisely but find the culprit like, scewed logic would be smth like - deities should not enter the dungeon, what about half-spirit person?)
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- Location
- A single human dimension
- Pronouns
- She/Her
I haven't even seen that, so I don't quite get the joke. Help? ^^;
...You realize the author is the one telling you your reaction is needlessly excessive, right? The effect of their introduction would decrease displays of power, not increase them.
But they're mostly speaking up because Taylor needs friends to chat with, too. And given how horribly bored they are, so do they.
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Neruz
Rogue Spiderbanana
- Location
- The Land of Fire and Poison
That would require me to trust authors, which, after spending more than a few months on these forums, I most emphatically do not....You realize the author is the one telling you your reaction is needlessly excessive, right? They're being introduced to decrease displays of power, not increase them.
"We have concluded that the Dungeon was in fact more afraid of her than she was of it. As such, we are looking for any possible suggestions to keep Queen Administrator out of the Dungeon until further notice, because who knows what it might do next time."That's how you get uninvited everywhere.
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