It's up to you. It won't particularly get better by putting it off, but it does something permanent. Hence why I'm specifically repeatedly stating it.
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Evillevi
A Pikachu for everything - Shadow Pikachu,2015
So no point in hoarding it?
It doesn't get stronger over time.
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- canada
I'm guessing that by using it he becomes a bigger target for the burning legion. Still, survival is important enough that I'm not changing vote.
We're already a massive target for them.
We've already turned the tide on several other fronts, it's our work that's currently left Northrend safe and if we do well here then it'll also really help the Alliance.
With or without the ring, we're a priority target.
Evillevi
A Pikachu for everything - Shadow Pikachu,2015
That's .. kind of not what happens.
We made the Dragon's Eye thingy that blocks off dragon blight from them and thus denying their Undead Dragons.
We saved teh Horde and Jinji who helped save the spirits they tried to kill.
The Nymphs are literally as dangerous as they are due to our interference.
We are a really really really big target as is. Especially if they get the same idea as Doomhammer did in trying to make use of our own skills
[X] Send Tyrygosa to go obliterate that lich.
[X] Put the Chromatic Ring on and take the Fire Nymphs to get those defenses working.
[X] Put the Chromatic Ring on and take the Fire Nymphs to get those defenses working.
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[X] Send Tyrygosa to go obliterate that lich.
[X] Put the Chromatic Ring on and take the Fire Nymphs to get those defenses working.
Just as an FYI, Tyrgosa would have been able to handle the lich alone. The trolls would have managed to wound her enough to take her out for a turn. The omake negated that. Putting on the ring just bumps this up to a clear victory.
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"All right, the lich and the major casters are in sight. Ready Tyrygosa?" You direct the airship such that the dragoness can get out in that direction with a minimal amount of maneuvering.
"Got it. Stay safe Wayland." The dragon in elf form smiles at you, and then leaps from the airship and transforms in midair.
Her armor glitters as arcane magic flows through her, and then in an instant her positions shifts out of sight. You see explosions in the distance, and swallow. She's strong, she can handle this. You have other tasks.
You move the airship again. This time to one of the towers of Dalaran. Undead are swarming around, but Unity is too far away for them to really do anything. Nervously you set the airship to hover, and reach into your pocket and grab hold of the ring.
A few of the fire nymphs are skipping around the ship, and the rest have gathered in front of the teleporter and are hefting the firey spears that they favor. You have the landing point in a place out of sight of the rest of the area, but it doesn't hurt to be careful. You give one last check to be certain that the airship is locked down, and hit the teleporter.
Immediately the girls dash in, much like little children would do. You can't help but shake your head as they do so. Dryads in general just can't be kept down, and it's almost welcome here. You follow once last of them jumps onto the portal.
Dalaran's burning. You can smell the smoke. And the scent of death. It's almost overwhelming, but you steel yourself. It's your first time in a real combat situation honestly. No one can go through life without fighting, but there is a difference between the small skirmishes you've dealt with and this outright war.
You take out the ring, and the Nymphs look at you curiously. Their magic senses probably are picking up on what it is. Nothing mortal made now. Elune's touch is subtle. The aspects too seem to have a bit inside it too. It's your masterpiece, and yet not. Something more now.
You put it on without ceremony. Almost jam it on really as you brace yourself.
Your body twinges, and power floods through your limbs. Shapeshifting always has this little hint of pinch. Like slipping into clothing cut too tight. This is that sensation twice over. You feel yourself hunch over as the power continues to course through you. The world seems to go smaller somehow, and then in an instant it's over with.
You blink at the resulting sensations. It's... Different. You created this ring initially to be able to shift into dragons. Now, though something has changed. You look down at yourself and see one clawed hand. The color isn't one you recognize. The color of shining steel. You flex the claw and it digs into the stoned ground like it was soft loam. It feels natural too. None of the awkward movements that your first attempts of shapeshifting caused.
Analee pokes you with the blunt end of the spear. "Wayland?"
You look at her and huff, flexing your wings. "Yes?" Your voice reverberates, and you blink again.
"Wow, nifty!" The dryad bounces around you. "You are like Ysera now!"
"What?" Your answer is deadpan. "No, I'm just a dragon."
"Nope!" The Nymph hops in front of you. "I can tell! Though your magic's not quite the same either. I wonder what you can do? It's like you are earth and metal, but wood too. I see magics sort of shifting around you! Nifty!" She pokes you with the stick again.
You shake your now massive head. "Later." You mutter and start to move. "We have to deal with that watchtower."
"Ok!" Analee chirps and starts to prance in front of you.
You withhold any more comments as you break into what could best be described as a trot, and then lift off with a mighty flap of your wings. The undead see your now massive draconic form, and you get a few black magic shots at you. None of them do more than tickle though, and you inhale.
You've never done this directly before, but the principle is instinctual. Sort of like exhaling extra hard.
The result is something you weren't expecting. Your breath weapon is a silver blue cloud. It impacts the undead in front of you, and sets them on fire where it hits. The skeletons blacken and then seem to melt as well. When you finish, half the field has a pool of molten metal in the place of undead. You don't even feel the heat, but you see a few undead knocked into it by enthusiastic Nymphs, and they light up on fire as well. You can see the heat wafting off the attack.
"Well..." You mutter and land in front of the tower. You poke the pool with one claw. Still don't even feel the heat. Useful, but you are fairly certain that anyone else would have issues right now.
"Haha!" Analee walks up to you. "Victory, and a pretty pool too!"
You decide not to comment as you shift back into human form with a force of will. You look down at your hands, and frown. The ring is gone, and you feel that power still lurking at the back of your mind.
Regardless, you need to get into the tower and fix it.
Up the stairs, the Nymphs following along. At the top is the arcane matrix, and a Necromancer. At this point you aren't in the mood to even listen, so you just move forward. The man says something, but you can't be bothered to care as you look at his arcane magics, and rip them apart with your own magic. The man gapes in shock for a moment before Analee's spear hits his head and he bursts into flame.
After that it's a simple matter of removing the damage.
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Ring used.
Wayland has gained the following:
Steel Dragon Form: A massive dragon the color of steel. Breath Weapon is superheated steel or standard fire. Extremely tough and durable. Also apparently very proficient with all forms of magic, and has strange manual dexterity for a dragon.
-Divine Interpretation: If it's been made by mortal hands, you can understand it.
-Aspect: A cornerstone of the world.
Dalaran is able to repel with Scourge with significant losses to their forces, but manage to retain control of most of their magical artifacts.
What should Wayland do after the battle ends?
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[X] Put the Chromatic Ring on and take the Fire Nymphs to get those defenses working.
Just as an FYI, Tyrgosa would have been able to handle the lich alone. The trolls would have managed to wound her enough to take her out for a turn. The omake negated that. Putting on the ring just bumps this up to a clear victory.
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"All right, the lich and the major casters are in sight. Ready Tyrygosa?" You direct the airship such that the dragoness can get out in that direction with a minimal amount of maneuvering.
"Got it. Stay safe Wayland." The dragon in elf form smiles at you, and then leaps from the airship and transforms in midair.
Her armor glitters as arcane magic flows through her, and then in an instant her positions shifts out of sight. You see explosions in the distance, and swallow. She's strong, she can handle this. You have other tasks.
You move the airship again. This time to one of the towers of Dalaran. Undead are swarming around, but Unity is too far away for them to really do anything. Nervously you set the airship to hover, and reach into your pocket and grab hold of the ring.
A few of the fire nymphs are skipping around the ship, and the rest have gathered in front of the teleporter and are hefting the firey spears that they favor. You have the landing point in a place out of sight of the rest of the area, but it doesn't hurt to be careful. You give one last check to be certain that the airship is locked down, and hit the teleporter.
Immediately the girls dash in, much like little children would do. You can't help but shake your head as they do so. Dryads in general just can't be kept down, and it's almost welcome here. You follow once last of them jumps onto the portal.
Dalaran's burning. You can smell the smoke. And the scent of death. It's almost overwhelming, but you steel yourself. It's your first time in a real combat situation honestly. No one can go through life without fighting, but there is a difference between the small skirmishes you've dealt with and this outright war.
You take out the ring, and the Nymphs look at you curiously. Their magic senses probably are picking up on what it is. Nothing mortal made now. Elune's touch is subtle. The aspects too seem to have a bit inside it too. It's your masterpiece, and yet not. Something more now.
You put it on without ceremony. Almost jam it on really as you brace yourself.
Your body twinges, and power floods through your limbs. Shapeshifting always has this little hint of pinch. Like slipping into clothing cut too tight. This is that sensation twice over. You feel yourself hunch over as the power continues to course through you. The world seems to go smaller somehow, and then in an instant it's over with.
You blink at the resulting sensations. It's... Different. You created this ring initially to be able to shift into dragons. Now, though something has changed. You look down at yourself and see one clawed hand. The color isn't one you recognize. The color of shining steel. You flex the claw and it digs into the stoned ground like it was soft loam. It feels natural too. None of the awkward movements that your first attempts of shapeshifting caused.
Analee pokes you with the blunt end of the spear. "Wayland?"
You look at her and huff, flexing your wings. "Yes?" Your voice reverberates, and you blink again.
"Wow, nifty!" The dryad bounces around you. "You are like Ysera now!"
"What?" Your answer is deadpan. "No, I'm just a dragon."
"Nope!" The Nymph hops in front of you. "I can tell! Though your magic's not quite the same either. I wonder what you can do? It's like you are earth and metal, but wood too. I see magics sort of shifting around you! Nifty!" She pokes you with the stick again.
You shake your now massive head. "Later." You mutter and start to move. "We have to deal with that watchtower."
"Ok!" Analee chirps and starts to prance in front of you.
You withhold any more comments as you break into what could best be described as a trot, and then lift off with a mighty flap of your wings. The undead see your now massive draconic form, and you get a few black magic shots at you. None of them do more than tickle though, and you inhale.
You've never done this directly before, but the principle is instinctual. Sort of like exhaling extra hard.
The result is something you weren't expecting. Your breath weapon is a silver blue cloud. It impacts the undead in front of you, and sets them on fire where it hits. The skeletons blacken and then seem to melt as well. When you finish, half the field has a pool of molten metal in the place of undead. You don't even feel the heat, but you see a few undead knocked into it by enthusiastic Nymphs, and they light up on fire as well. You can see the heat wafting off the attack.
"Well..." You mutter and land in front of the tower. You poke the pool with one claw. Still don't even feel the heat. Useful, but you are fairly certain that anyone else would have issues right now.
"Haha!" Analee walks up to you. "Victory, and a pretty pool too!"
You decide not to comment as you shift back into human form with a force of will. You look down at your hands, and frown. The ring is gone, and you feel that power still lurking at the back of your mind.
Regardless, you need to get into the tower and fix it.
Up the stairs, the Nymphs following along. At the top is the arcane matrix, and a Necromancer. At this point you aren't in the mood to even listen, so you just move forward. The man says something, but you can't be bothered to care as you look at his arcane magics, and rip them apart with your own magic. The man gapes in shock for a moment before Analee's spear hits his head and he bursts into flame.
After that it's a simple matter of removing the damage.
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Ring used.
Wayland has gained the following:
Steel Dragon Form: A massive dragon the color of steel. Breath Weapon is superheated steel or standard fire. Extremely tough and durable. Also apparently very proficient with all forms of magic, and has strange manual dexterity for a dragon.
-Divine Interpretation: If it's been made by mortal hands, you can understand it.
-Aspect: A cornerstone of the world.
Dalaran is able to repel with Scourge with significant losses to their forces, but manage to retain control of most of their magical artifacts.
What should Wayland do after the battle ends?
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So is wayland a dragon now? And what's his aspect?
.... well.
[X] Go find Tyrgosa
- [X] "Guess what I did!"
--[X] "Looks like you're stuck with me now."
[X] Go find Tyrgosa
- [X] "Guess what I did!"
--[X] "Looks like you're stuck with me now."
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[X] see if anything needs to be done
-[X] Explore the new powers of your new form.
-[X] Go see tyrygosa and figure out what has happeend to you because of the ring.
-[X] Explore the new powers of your new form.
-[X] Go see tyrygosa and figure out what has happeend to you because of the ring.
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It's probably pretty obvious, but in story it's doesn't make sense for me to reveal it yet.
Remember how she had accepted that she would only have a short time with us, cherished though it would be?
Surprise!
So he's an dragon now and his aspect is crafting or creation?
Pretty much. Aspect of crafting, smithing and engineering and general tinkering about.
Th aspects tend to be natural stuff of the world. Like life, time, magic, earth, and nature.
...So can we rebuild all of this place, perhaps better than before?
Because that seems like a setup for getting total victory here.
Who is also apparently blessed by the divine.
Because that seems like a setup for getting total victory here.
Also, she's now with a dragon aspect.
Who is also apparently blessed by the divine.
What do you mean equivalent? He is an aspect. Wayland's species is no longer human. It's dragon now.
Oh fuck me. It turned him into an Aspect?!
Holy shit it really did turn him into an Aspect.
Yeah, that's not even a butterfly. That's goddamn Mothra.
I wonder how chormie feels about this. Heck I wonder how the bronze flight feels about this.
@Lost Star Could we get a omake or could you tell us their opinion on wayland being an dragon aspect now?