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The Long Night Part One: Embers in the Dusk: A Planetary Governor Quest (43k) Complete Sequel Up
- Thread starter Durin
- Start date
- Location
- To the left. No, not there, the other left.
You can't "add" them, only way we can use them is as familiars to diviners, and pretty much all diviners capable of bonding to a familiar already have taken Temple Cat as one anyways.
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Doomed Wombat
Let's go Darling!
- Location
- Dancing on wires!
Shard
One and Many
- Location
- Malaysia
Understand everything in the context of everything around them; The phrases 'The whole is greater than the sum of it's parts' or 'You can build a perfect machine out of imperfect parts' are most similar to this. This is then of course repackaged to be less sane and making less sense.Not sure if 2deep4me, or just BS.
- Location
- Toronto, Ontario(occasionally)
and we really need to check temple cats and bombardment cacti for materials useful in divination.
Shard
One and Many
- Location
- Malaysia
I thought we already did that.
Dynamesmouse
Bzzzzzz
The only material we ever checked was Illusionary Pine Wood.
They make good staffs for Telepaths, pretty big bonus to Illusion powers.
- Location
- Toronto, Ontario(occasionally)
We never even checked their counterparts, the mirage palms.
Dynamesmouse
Bzzzzzz
What the hell. That's basically standard hive world of the Old Imperium.
Shard
One and Many
- Location
- Malaysia
That's more on the Standard Hive World with it's massive population (which should be hard to increase) than on Avernus; A country experiencing good popgrowth (Generally a combination of low population in relation to arable land, good food supply) can double every ~25 years, and with optimum (High instability and uncertainty but no actual collapse, low education availability, Men:Women ratios, age, etc) situations, 9 years and below is possible.
Note that on Avernus, we have the factors of:
High uncertainty (Avernus wildlife)
Good Food Supply (IDK how we do this TBH)
Persistent Young Population (See: Wildlife. See: JuveNat)
One argues that the education factor is negated by Avernus' unique situation.
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Doomed Wombat
Let's go Darling!
- Location
- Dancing on wires!
Excellent medical technology too, so assuming no premature death most pregnancies are successful.
- Location
- Australia
They would have already known about this.
The Green Awakening: A People are Summoned
Doomed Wombat
Let's go Darling!
- Location
- Dancing on wires!
The Green Awakening: A People are Summoned
The leader of the Daylon stalked through the caverns alone. He had felt the summons of the Preservers after the Great Roar had finally died away and held no doubt that the two were connected.
What creature could have created such a powerful bellow. And if the bellow was so strong how dangerous would the monster itself be. Still such thoughts were distractions and down here in the caverns such ideas were dangerous. They might leap out and attack him.
Still he prepared himself. If he had been summoned then he had no doubt that the others had been as well.
Soon he felt it, the singing graceful chant of light and relaxed. He had survived and made it to the Preservers, the second time he had made this journey in his young life. Two times more than most of his people ever made this journey.
"We bid you welcome, Executor Celarani" The soft voices of the Preservers wrap around him as he bows.
"I thank you for greetings honoured Preservers." Bowing at the waist he walks into the cavern of Knowledge.
"If you debase yourself like such every time you come here then it is no wonder that your people are weak." The slick, oily presence sends a spark of hatred boiling through the young executor's mind, as her Psi Blades glow with suppressed energy.
"We bid you welcome High Lord Karas, but we also warn you both. There will be no conflict in this place."
The voice of the Preservers is harsh, but it bothers Karas none. He swaggers into the cavern arrogance and power boiling off his frame, his presence radiating calm self-assurance.
"So, for what purpose have you begged my time, oh so holy ones?" His voice is rich with condescension.
Rounding upon him you stride forwards and push on his mind with your own. "I would advise you show some respect murderer. We may be forbidden from fighting, but I can make your time here a misery."
Karas only pushes back laughing. "You think to intimidate me child. I was burning Daylan strong holds when your ancestors were blinking in the sunset, do not presume to challenge me."
"Silence the pair of you." A voice emanates from everywhere and nowhere.
"We welcome you Matriarch Alzar" Suddenly the leader of the Shadow Walkers stands behind both of you, green eyes flashing with warning. Karas abruptly leaves your pushing contest with a laugh as you glare at him, sparing only a second to nod respectfully to the Matriarch.
"Now you are all present." Without a sound a mist, filled with the Breath of Creation emerged from around them.
"You have all felt the roar, the bellowing that shock the Void of Beyond. What you do not know is what caused it."
And then they were not in caverns, they were in mountains, massive and tall gazing upon the largest orks they had ever seen, as they battled, the land scale ripping itself apart in their fight. But then they were gone and something even greater emerged. It was too large.
He pushed himself to his feet, Karas struggling up onto his knees. Only the Matriarch had remained standing, but she was swaying as if dizzy.
"What…What was that?" You could not even begin to comprehend what had just happened.
"An echo. A memory of what had truly occurred. Only a handful of the greatest visionaries in the abyss of stars watched what occurred. The One Most High amongst them. It has imparted onto us this memory, to show you. To warn you. You must prepare. The conflict of the Daylon and Lords must be put aside, the Shadow Walkers must emerge from hiding. This threat is greater even than the Neverborn."
It was true, he could feel it. The strongest of the Third Born had nearly collapsed from the mere memory of this awakening. Despite his best judgement he turned to Karas.
He snarled, hatred boiling from him now, but it was hatred alongside fear. "Very well, there will be a truce between our peoples. But break it even for a second and I promise you will know retribution."
As he turned the Matriarch nodded. "My people will go among yours. You will be taught our ways, if you can learn them."
As he himself prepared to leave, Celarani stopped. "Forgive me for asking Great Preservers, but how are we to defend ourselves. The Orks come from the abyss of stars and we cannot go there."
Silence descended, before their voice responded again. "A People. A People from the Stars have made their home on the One Most High. They know of the Awakening and they have prepared for it. Their battle will be hard fought and against the most difficult odds. Seek them out if you wish, but be warned. They have suffered much and face pressure from others of their kind. They will likely refuse offers of aid."
He nods and leaves them mind going blank in preparation for the fights a head.
As mentioned I have been playing a lot of SC so have a Protoss expy, which I guess might also count as an omake for a people race???
Any way general idea is that they were intended as a new race to supplement the Krork and Eldar against the Necrons. Not as psycically gifted as the Eldar, they are instead much more creative, empathetic and physically more able. They were not finished by the effective end of the War in Heaven and so the PM has basically been letting them get on as a species, though it has introduced barriers to stop them getting above a certain level of advancement to stop them from bringing trouble their way.
They're currently divided into three groups the Daylon (templar expy) the Lords (Taldarim expy) and Shadow Walkers (Nezrazim expy)
The Daylon and Lords have been kicking the crap out of each other for an age and an age due to incompatible ideologies (Daylon sorta meritocracy/democracy with a lesser caste based system, Lords an absolute meritocracy authoritarian regime where anyone can theoretically get to the top by killing their way up there). Originally they were one faction, but eventually a leader emerged who was incredibly autocratic and many revolted against em. However many were loyal so they split off forming the Lords.
The Shadow Walkers split off during this conflict as well, and have remained secretive, but not explicitly hostile with either faction.
The only group that can get the Daylon and Lords to stop fighting are the Preservers, who are made up of members of each group and are extensively trained not only to perceive and record the history of their species, but also to act as conduits to ???
Any way that's done
Tagging @Durin for when he gets back.
The leader of the Daylon stalked through the caverns alone. He had felt the summons of the Preservers after the Great Roar had finally died away and held no doubt that the two were connected.
What creature could have created such a powerful bellow. And if the bellow was so strong how dangerous would the monster itself be. Still such thoughts were distractions and down here in the caverns such ideas were dangerous. They might leap out and attack him.
Still he prepared himself. If he had been summoned then he had no doubt that the others had been as well.
Soon he felt it, the singing graceful chant of light and relaxed. He had survived and made it to the Preservers, the second time he had made this journey in his young life. Two times more than most of his people ever made this journey.
"We bid you welcome, Executor Celarani" The soft voices of the Preservers wrap around him as he bows.
"I thank you for greetings honoured Preservers." Bowing at the waist he walks into the cavern of Knowledge.
"If you debase yourself like such every time you come here then it is no wonder that your people are weak." The slick, oily presence sends a spark of hatred boiling through the young executor's mind, as her Psi Blades glow with suppressed energy.
"We bid you welcome High Lord Karas, but we also warn you both. There will be no conflict in this place."
The voice of the Preservers is harsh, but it bothers Karas none. He swaggers into the cavern arrogance and power boiling off his frame, his presence radiating calm self-assurance.
"So, for what purpose have you begged my time, oh so holy ones?" His voice is rich with condescension.
Rounding upon him you stride forwards and push on his mind with your own. "I would advise you show some respect murderer. We may be forbidden from fighting, but I can make your time here a misery."
Karas only pushes back laughing. "You think to intimidate me child. I was burning Daylan strong holds when your ancestors were blinking in the sunset, do not presume to challenge me."
"Silence the pair of you." A voice emanates from everywhere and nowhere.
"We welcome you Matriarch Alzar" Suddenly the leader of the Shadow Walkers stands behind both of you, green eyes flashing with warning. Karas abruptly leaves your pushing contest with a laugh as you glare at him, sparing only a second to nod respectfully to the Matriarch.
"Now you are all present." Without a sound a mist, filled with the Breath of Creation emerged from around them.
"You have all felt the roar, the bellowing that shock the Void of Beyond. What you do not know is what caused it."
And then they were not in caverns, they were in mountains, massive and tall gazing upon the largest orks they had ever seen, as they battled, the land scale ripping itself apart in their fight. But then they were gone and something even greater emerged. It was too large.
He pushed himself to his feet, Karas struggling up onto his knees. Only the Matriarch had remained standing, but she was swaying as if dizzy.
"What…What was that?" You could not even begin to comprehend what had just happened.
"An echo. A memory of what had truly occurred. Only a handful of the greatest visionaries in the abyss of stars watched what occurred. The One Most High amongst them. It has imparted onto us this memory, to show you. To warn you. You must prepare. The conflict of the Daylon and Lords must be put aside, the Shadow Walkers must emerge from hiding. This threat is greater even than the Neverborn."
It was true, he could feel it. The strongest of the Third Born had nearly collapsed from the mere memory of this awakening. Despite his best judgement he turned to Karas.
He snarled, hatred boiling from him now, but it was hatred alongside fear. "Very well, there will be a truce between our peoples. But break it even for a second and I promise you will know retribution."
As he turned the Matriarch nodded. "My people will go among yours. You will be taught our ways, if you can learn them."
As he himself prepared to leave, Celarani stopped. "Forgive me for asking Great Preservers, but how are we to defend ourselves. The Orks come from the abyss of stars and we cannot go there."
Silence descended, before their voice responded again. "A People. A People from the Stars have made their home on the One Most High. They know of the Awakening and they have prepared for it. Their battle will be hard fought and against the most difficult odds. Seek them out if you wish, but be warned. They have suffered much and face pressure from others of their kind. They will likely refuse offers of aid."
He nods and leaves them mind going blank in preparation for the fights a head.
As mentioned I have been playing a lot of SC so have a Protoss expy, which I guess might also count as an omake for a people race???
Any way general idea is that they were intended as a new race to supplement the Krork and Eldar against the Necrons. Not as psycically gifted as the Eldar, they are instead much more creative, empathetic and physically more able. They were not finished by the effective end of the War in Heaven and so the PM has basically been letting them get on as a species, though it has introduced barriers to stop them getting above a certain level of advancement to stop them from bringing trouble their way.
They're currently divided into three groups the Daylon (templar expy) the Lords (Taldarim expy) and Shadow Walkers (Nezrazim expy)
The Daylon and Lords have been kicking the crap out of each other for an age and an age due to incompatible ideologies (Daylon sorta meritocracy/democracy with a lesser caste based system, Lords an absolute meritocracy authoritarian regime where anyone can theoretically get to the top by killing their way up there). Originally they were one faction, but eventually a leader emerged who was incredibly autocratic and many revolted against em. However many were loyal so they split off forming the Lords.
The Shadow Walkers split off during this conflict as well, and have remained secretive, but not explicitly hostile with either faction.
The only group that can get the Daylon and Lords to stop fighting are the Preservers, who are made up of members of each group and are extensively trained not only to perceive and record the history of their species, but also to act as conduits to ???
Any way that's done
Tagging @Durin for when he gets back.
Doomed Wombat
Let's go Darling!
- Location
- Dancing on wires!
I wish I could deny that.
Good thing then that this is mostly to give @Durin ideas and throw out my own rather than trying for canon
- Location
- A Place Miserably Bereft of Cats
Brainstorming one right now. I'm planning to write it as a wild ride through Avernus' history after being flung through the warp by the Awakening with Eldrad as a Virgil-type figure (I assume he's seen it all before) culminating in a meeting with Hel/Avernus' great lady of the dead and a period of convalescence thereafter.
Doomed Wombat
Let's go Darling!
- Location
- Dancing on wires!
The history of humanity on Avernus or Avernus itself.
Cause the latter is probably blocked so hard it's not even funny (sheer history probably stops that)
We also know that Ridcully left the warp the instant after he saw the Fateweaver's face...
Still it's a fun idea so I say go go go whoooooo
- Location
- A Place Miserably Bereft of Cats
An instant in the warp can be a strange thing indeed.
Doomed Wombat
Let's go Darling!
- Location
- Dancing on wires!
True.
Time does go all timey wimy in there, and the Fateweaver is right there + the power from the Orks.
I'd just implore you to remember that Avernus is at a bare minimum 60 million years old, I'm pretty sure that it's ancient past couldn't be divined by itself anymore.
- Location
- Asia
Sooo now that our image has been mostly repaired in the Trust, what do we do next ?
Maybe we could propose Avernite Xeno auxiliaries as tithe to the Imperial Trust ?
That way Governor Bertil Mikaelsson of Vanaheim could die of shock, paving the way for the return of our old pal Olaf.
Maybe we could propose Avernite Xeno auxiliaries as tithe to the Imperial Trust ?
That way Governor Bertil Mikaelsson of Vanaheim could die of shock, paving the way for the return of our old pal Olaf.