Personally, I'd like to see if it's possible to mix thermite, C-4 and foof, then launch the mixture at an enemy.

If that mixture could be successfully pulled off, nothing would be capable of surviving.

Not even the Siberian.

C-4 would scatter everything and actually make it less devastating. Also, FOOF is most notable for being vigorously hypergolic and toxic.

In terms of actual burning shit, if you've already got a thermite reaction going on you're pretty much not going to get any more melted.
 
C-4 would scatter everything and actually make it less devastating. Also, FOOF is most notable for being vigorously hypergolic and toxic.

In terms of actual burning shit, if you've already got a thermite reaction going on you're pretty much not going to get any more melted.
Depends. If you want to melt tungsten, you need something significantly hotter than thermite.
 
Personally, I'd like to see if it's possible to mix thermite, C-4 and foof, then launch the mixture at an enemy.
FOOF instantly ignites whatever it comes in contact with, trumps the thermite reaction (making it a mere metal floride fire) and C4 ignites instead of exploding unless triggered by specific means; without a trigger explosion, it burns instead of exploding. You will be better off just using more FOOF, or, for a controlled device, sticking a thermally detonated material inside a mix of rust and aluminum before igniting it. You wouldn't even need any hard to find explosives; according to a safety class I had to take for a job in an aluminium recycling plant, a common disposable lighter will explode with as much force as four sticks of dynamite under the conditions that results in aluminum melting, and the temperatures inside an aluminium/rust thermite reaction are if anything even more extreme....
 
FOOF instantly ignites whatever it comes in contact with, trumps the thermite reaction (making it a mere metal floride fire) and C4 ignites instead of exploding unless triggered by specific means; without a trigger explosion, it burns instead of exploding. You will be better off just using more FOOF, or, for a controlled device, sticking a thermally detonated material inside a mix of rust and aluminum before igniting it. You wouldn't even need any hard to find explosives; according to a safety class I had to take for a job in an aluminium recycling plant, a common disposable lighter will explode with as much force as four sticks of dynamite under the conditions that results in aluminum melting, and the temperatures inside an aluminium/rust thermite reaction are if anything even more extreme....

Can confirm that last part: Machinist here. We collect metal dusts in our grinding area. We had a fire start in the dust collector, which stupidly had both aluminum -and- steel dusts accumulating inside it, and it quickly got too hot to even be in the same -building- (and it's a fucking WAREHOUSE), let alone the same area as the fire.

Long story short, it -still- smells like smoke in that area, even a month later, but the fire was quickly controlled once the fire department was informed what sort of fire it was. Wrote off the dust collector unit, though.
 
You may want to look here for examples. Mostly so you know some reactions you don't want to be within ten miles of......

....Considering that, according to that article you linked, some reactions can cause Thermite to reach temperatures as TWELVE THOUSAND PLUS DEGREES KELVIN......... I think that would qualify as a Brown Pants Moment.
 
I wonder if either Tiamat or Bahamut will ever talk directly to the PRT?
Gods rarely talk directly with lay government agencies. That's what Priests are for. (Taylor counts as a Priest; she gets Divine Spells after all. So do most of the Older Dragons, AKA the ones Tiamat and Bahamut consider to be worth talking to most of the time. Considering how young Metallic Dragons are when their Divine Magic comes in, you can guess which of the two is generally more interested in the affairs of their worshipers....)

A better question may be, now that Hunts-The-Ice has Tiamat's attention, will he be getting Divine Magic in the near future?
 
So what you're saying is that questions for her benefactors will have to go through her?
Pretty much. Think of her as serving the same function as Mothra's twin priestesses, only she doesn't have to sing to summon her benefactors. (Although, I suppose that if they decide to prank the humans, they could do that. Taylor should have a decent singing voice if she puts her mind to it.
:) )
 
Hunts-The-Ice
A couple of people here have noted that Hunts-The-Ice (hereafter, Hunts) was a sympathetic character, despite being of chaotic evil alignment.

If Hunts has any alignment, it would simply be "Hungry", except he's intelligent. It would probably be closer to "Neutral"; He doesn't overhunt, stays away from the natives, and maintains a balance with the environment.

Hunts' sire and dam escaped the ruin of one of the last of the northern battles in what is called The Dragonfall War, which has raged, on and off, since before the ancestors of Man, Elf, Dwarf, et alia climbed/crawled/oozed/stepped forth onto the various worlds. In particular, this battle would have been in the late 9th century AD, which is when the pair found themselves in the remote north of Earth Bet. Somewhere under Ellesmere Island, one assumes, is an ancient white dragon's hoard.

His mate set up on Greenland's northwest shore. She is the real reason the Norse settlements on Greenland were abandoned. Unfortunately, her lair is lost, having been destroyed by the under glacier eruption of a volcano on Greenland's northern shore. While the bulk of their hoards were brought with them, some of hers was of Viking origin. It was one of her footprints that the RCAF found outside of AWS Alert shortly after it was founded.

White Dragons are notoriously bad parents. They may teach their offspring a few things, and the young may take advantage of the presence of their parent for protection, there is no affection lost between them. Hunts has been on his own since he was two or three years old. He was actually laired a lot closer to Alert than he liked to be, but as the humans pretty much stayed there, he was safe. After what he assumed was his sire's extended absence, he snuck into his lair, found a few items, and fled back to his. These three items are his treasures; a variant Ring of Invisibility, an Amulet of Proof vs. Detection and Scrying, and Boots of Elvenkind. Sightings of the ghost of Ellesmere dropped off to nothing, shortly thereafter. He had been 6 years old at the time. His dam had told him the cautionary tales about humans; she had not fared well in some of her raids against the Viking settlements, and a couple of encounters with the USAF in the 50's and 60's reinforced that.

Hunts journey south started when someone dropped a rock nearly on top of his lair, about 200kg of iron and nickle. Note that meteorites don't usually come in straight down, they come in at angles, and the proof can be found in the pattern the ejecta forms. Tunguska had a butterfly shaped pattern with most of the damage pointing along the path of travel, west to east. The pattern near Hunts' lair is uniform.

I'll leave it to you, the readers, to speculate on the who, and the why.
 
So basically, whoever got to him first and got him what he needed to survive would acquire his loyalty quite easily.

The other issue a Cape, or a demon would be my guess...
 
Obviously it was whatever got those Coil mercs to try to kill our beloved Naurelin!

Fucker sounded like they REALLY hated dragons...
 
Can Taylor cast mind blank?

Naurelin picks up Dinah, who for some strange reason is wearing a black costume with a white roundel and a black "8" on it, and shakes her gently.

Giggling as she's set down, Dinah solemnly states "98% chance of Eventually."

Both the dragon and Dinah finish up with a Bronx cheer. :)
 
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Adopt the white dragon and try to rehabilitate it...or provide with ample food and company. The lives painted of white dragon childhood is harsh but understandable.
 
Naurelin picks up Dinah, who for some strange reason is wearing a black costume with a white roundel and a black "8" on it, and shakes her gently.

Giggling as she's set down, Dinah solemnly states "Eventually."

Both the dragon and Dinah finish up with a Bronx cheer. :)
Boo! Dinah is supposed to give actual percentages in response to questions! And you call yourself an author? /joking
 
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