Mopman43
Mountain-Hermit of Nitpeak
- Location
- Vermont
Probably not. Runesmiths are, well, smiths. They put the Runes in while they're making the object. You don't smith a pistol. You need a Rune-Engineer, and they don't exist.
Warhammer Fantasy: Divided Loyalties - an Advisor's Quest
- Thread starter Boney
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NeonLights
Formerly Reliable_2IC
- Location
- In shambles
I think if that happens any preparations would be worthless. You're better off working to prevent that sort of scenario from occurring.
One potential problem is finding a skilled enough greatsword teacher to further raise our greatsword skill.
In comparison to the axe, where there's masters all around us currently.
- Location
- Berkeley
I'm thinking the wolf-Knights would have some.
We know we can dude
I'd note on the whole weapon thing, we don't need maximum combat lethality with the sword. We don't usually use it in open battle, we use it for assassinations and self defense while isolated. A sword is a good design for it, because its fairly versatile between cut, thrust, chop and pommel strikes. It works fine in most areas.
An axe or hammer is more of a straightforward weapon. Apply F=MA to the face, using a windup to add more power. Its very very good at smashing through resistance. But it has narrow use cases when you don't have time or space to wind up.
In our case, the weapon's main limitations that we're likely to encounter is:
-Armor penetration - Mathilde is pretty good, her weapon is pretty damaging, but she's still only human and not that big. She can't just hammer her way through something wearing slabs of iron plate, though to be fair theres Greatsword thrusts that convert it into an armor piercing spear, and it has enough mass that a full windup usually does the trick.
-Killing big things quickly - Hadn't been a problem yet, but when you're stabbing a 10ft tall Warboss you probably want something that adds more kick. Most Greatweapons are good at this.
-Keeping things dead - Like if somehow fighting Trolls, Mathilde wants a weapon which when it hits somebody, they STAY dead.
-Speed of action - As a tool of assassination, it needs to be suitable for killing several targets very quickly and quietly.
And thats about it. Stuff beyond that would be nice but strictly candy.
We don't need the best possible dwarf work bonuses because if we're using those with much frequency we're fighting as a stand up knight/bodyguard rather than the infiltrator.
Just let them know we're in the market for a good greatsword for Ranger-activities and they should be able to put the right stuff in.
Running off to the dwarfs is not preferred, but it could be a lot worse.
An axe or hammer is more of a straightforward weapon. Apply F=MA to the face, using a windup to add more power. Its very very good at smashing through resistance. But it has narrow use cases when you don't have time or space to wind up.
In our case, the weapon's main limitations that we're likely to encounter is:
-Armor penetration - Mathilde is pretty good, her weapon is pretty damaging, but she's still only human and not that big. She can't just hammer her way through something wearing slabs of iron plate, though to be fair theres Greatsword thrusts that convert it into an armor piercing spear, and it has enough mass that a full windup usually does the trick.
-Killing big things quickly - Hadn't been a problem yet, but when you're stabbing a 10ft tall Warboss you probably want something that adds more kick. Most Greatweapons are good at this.
-Keeping things dead - Like if somehow fighting Trolls, Mathilde wants a weapon which when it hits somebody, they STAY dead.
-Speed of action - As a tool of assassination, it needs to be suitable for killing several targets very quickly and quietly.
And thats about it. Stuff beyond that would be nice but strictly candy.
We don't need the best possible dwarf work bonuses because if we're using those with much frequency we're fighting as a stand up knight/bodyguard rather than the infiltrator.
Just let them know we're in the market for a good greatsword for Ranger-activities and they should be able to put the right stuff in.
Well its a Gold College stereotyp I suppose.
I figured as much. Breaking out all their ancestral runeweapons for a small expedition like that IS basically "our clan has no future, either we win or we'd lose everything anyway"
Truth that.
Success speaks for itself I suppose?
IIRC you could have a go with rendered lard, tallow and some metal shavings(the problem with the metal shavings would be how to smelt them but dwarfs could potentially be expected to have nodules of native metals even if they're rare and only really useful for alloying in trace amounts)
Mork: "GIT HER GIT HER!"
Hmm, my read of the Grey College's take on it is...Knightly Orders declaring independence is a dangerous precedent, but as long as someone keeps an eye on them its not really much different from running off to the Border Princes...and recent politics probably has disgust being a common sentiment.
Running off to the dwarfs is not preferred, but it could be a lot worse.
Alectai
Speaks Words of Wisdom... On occasion
Yeah, like, if we just get fiat captured by a dark god pointing at our exact position and saying "the wizard is there" and we're stupid or overmatched enough to stand there and let them capture us, we're in a pinch.
But if this level of firepower is pointed at us, the capacity to do well with improvised weapons probably won't save us.
Better to know our limits, and have contingencies to avoid that situation in the first place.
But if this level of firepower is pointed at us, the capacity to do well with improvised weapons probably won't save us.
Better to know our limits, and have contingencies to avoid that situation in the first place.
- Location
- United States of America, Michigan
Personally I don't really see the point to min-max Mathilde into becoming a murderblender since that's not really our focus and nor how we've played her since we randomly picked up greatswords and pistols due to just training with people without voting what to train exactly (I still regret that we didn't pick up the super important mustache care skill way back when)
- Pronouns
- He/Him
To be fair/one point of contention is they didn't start out with all those runic weapons. Karak Azul supplied them.
Ivory Road
- Location
- The Star Kingdom of Manticore
Ivory Road
Sieger Habermann stroked his beard nervously. Everything had gone well so far and that worried him. For as long as he plied his trade he had heard the horror or glory of those attempting to reach the far off lands of Ind and Cathy. Ever since he started running messages for the guilds of Verezzo the stories of incredible wealth being made had lulled him to sleep. Then stories of horrors on the journey would stalk his dreams and wake him.
He thought he had left such dreams and nightmares long ago as his web of connections and favors had grown and grown. As he sat in his gilded office in Verezzo he had laughed and jeered those foolish merchants who tried to make this infamous journey. Two bad investments later and the damn yellows coming into power had driven him here. Now as his debts piled up back home Ind and Cathy would have to be his salvation. Anything else would leave him, Sieger Habermann, penniless. He refused to go back to the days of living on rain water and stolen bread. So, now here he was watching the bright light of the tunnel exit grow larger and larger as his caravan prepared itself for Death Pass. Now he could only hope that the truth of a glorious dwarf victory that made a safe Death Pass were as grand as the stories made them out to be.
The wheels of the caravan clattered across old stone as the sun finally began to shine again overhead. Sieger put away his handkerchief. He was glad to be out in the open again. The tunnel constantly closing around him had made him quite anxious but no one else seemed to mind how suffocating the tunnel was so he had kept it to himself. Moral was important after all! Once he had blinked away the spots in his eye Sieger saw two men slowly jogging towards the caravan. Two silver pikes shimmered in the bright sun as loose chainmail glinted over boiled leather. Calling the caravan to a halt and Siegar waited for what was hopefully a welcoming party.
The peaks behind Siegar had gained an orange hue as they slowly obscured the sun. As the draft beasts strained against their harnesses Siegar looked back on the small stone building with a blue flag cheerily jumping in the breeze. The soldiers had acted professional but their history as sellswords shone through. Still Siegar had to admit that the soldiers were impressive. He had never heard of a sellswords company called Undumgi but the pride they had in their work was as clear as a mountain stream. As the wheels rolled over the harsh road of Death Pass Siegar turned his eyes back east towards his next destination. The men at the guard post had instructed him to go to the east gate of Karak Eight Peaks. As he looked east Siegar wondered what awaited him
Sieger Habermann stroked his beard nervously. Everything had gone well so far and that worried him. For as long as he plied his trade he had heard the horror or glory of those attempting to reach the far off lands of Ind and Cathy. Ever since he started running messages for the guilds of Verezzo the stories of incredible wealth being made had lulled him to sleep. Then stories of horrors on the journey would stalk his dreams and wake him.
He thought he had left such dreams and nightmares long ago as his web of connections and favors had grown and grown. As he sat in his gilded office in Verezzo he had laughed and jeered those foolish merchants who tried to make this infamous journey. Two bad investments later and the damn yellows coming into power had driven him here. Now as his debts piled up back home Ind and Cathy would have to be his salvation. Anything else would leave him, Sieger Habermann, penniless. He refused to go back to the days of living on rain water and stolen bread. So, now here he was watching the bright light of the tunnel exit grow larger and larger as his caravan prepared itself for Death Pass. Now he could only hope that the truth of a glorious dwarf victory that made a safe Death Pass were as grand as the stories made them out to be.
The wheels of the caravan clattered across old stone as the sun finally began to shine again overhead. Sieger put away his handkerchief. He was glad to be out in the open again. The tunnel constantly closing around him had made him quite anxious but no one else seemed to mind how suffocating the tunnel was so he had kept it to himself. Moral was important after all! Once he had blinked away the spots in his eye Sieger saw two men slowly jogging towards the caravan. Two silver pikes shimmered in the bright sun as loose chainmail glinted over boiled leather. Calling the caravan to a halt and Siegar waited for what was hopefully a welcoming party.
The peaks behind Siegar had gained an orange hue as they slowly obscured the sun. As the draft beasts strained against their harnesses Siegar looked back on the small stone building with a blue flag cheerily jumping in the breeze. The soldiers had acted professional but their history as sellswords shone through. Still Siegar had to admit that the soldiers were impressive. He had never heard of a sellswords company called Undumgi but the pride they had in their work was as clear as a mountain stream. As the wheels rolled over the harsh road of Death Pass Siegar turned his eyes back east towards his next destination. The men at the guard post had instructed him to go to the east gate of Karak Eight Peaks. As he looked east Siegar wondered what awaited him
Panoramia's Letter Home
Hello Mum, Dad
I've got some good news: You don't need to worry anymore. The expedition is over, and I'll be working with the Halflings for a bit. By the time that's finished, I'll have paid up my debt, and maybe I'll come home for my exams. It's been a journey, though I can't say I've achieved much. I certainly can't claim more than a sliver of credit.
Because yes Mother, the expedition is over. But it wasn't a failure. All hail King Belegor, rightful Ruler Karag Lune and Karag Nar. Also the Citadel, the East Gate and the Watchtower, though I suspect the details of the geography won't tell you much. But it's a strong bed to grow from.
I'd said I might come home for the exams. From your accounts, I think I've accomplished what is demanded, but I can't see it as enough anymore.
Mom, Dad, I've seen the Great and Terrible stride the world. I saw Kragg the Grim bring down thunder and break a maddened Orkish charge with his rage. I saw him strike the largest fortress I've ever seen, and it was a telling blow. But he's a dwarf as old as the empire, and I may as well compare myself to Teclis. What wonder is it if the ancient oak disdains the storm?
But I also served under the Dämerlichtreiter, and she's been a Magister for less than a year. It's crazy to think that we were both on our journey on that campaign. Of course, she crushed the dark heart of Sylvania, while I traipsed around in an unpleasant forest. Well no, that does discredit to those that fell to purge Mordheim, but I've found that my estimation of danger has been wildly inaccurate, in many regards.
I wonder how that siege would have gone, had she been there. I'd heard rumors that she pulled Castle Drakenhof apart by herself, and I know those to be false. But what would she have done, had the men deserted her? Walked into that castle to break it by herself?
The thought may be absurd to you, Mother, and it would be to me, but she's not like us. I said I saw legends stride the world, and she's another. Time and time again, she would walk into strongholds, and they would just… fall.
I heard the tales from the men. Of standing in a court, surrounded by beastmen corpses, her shadow crushing the crippled survivors, not a drop of blood on her sword. They'd torn each other apart in their maddened flight from her.
And I've seen it. I stood beside her as she broke an army with the casual ease you handled my first stumbling steps with. I'm still not sure what exactly she did, though I believe part of it was inverting the flow along a thaumic channel, similar to Araman's ideas for lifeforce transfer. I have no idea how she would manage the setup however. It was clearly planned though, she even stopped Maximilian (a Gold journeyman) from interfering.
And yet, she isn't an ancient dwarf. She's human. We've sat together, eaten together, talked. She's a young holly tree, growing as best as it can. She's older and wiser and braver and smarter than me, but she's not so different. And it makes me want to do something important too. Something great.
And I want that. The soldiers fear and respect her, of course, but the dwarves like her. They show her more regard than I've ever gotten from a blind human.
I just don't know anymore, mum. I'm afraid, and I don't know if I'm more afraid of the dangers of the world, or the safety of the college. But I do know I don't want to stop yet. I'll keep journeying until I find out. That's what it's for, right?
Love you, Mom, Dad
Your daughter
A.N: I spend entirely too much time looking up tree symbolism, because you just know that would be a big part of how they talk internally, especially someone like Panoramia.
It ended up less "let's find a tree with fitting symbolism" and more "let's look at sources until one says something neat". Because they do not agree. I chose holly because one claimed it was associated with the Sword of Truth (which is neat because another claimed that it was the tree of dark times/winter compared to the oak as the tree of light times/summer, which works really well with Kragg's oak. The meaning of that is something most at least vaguely agreed on.)
I hope it's not too wanky, but Panoramia has something of a girlcrush on Mathilde, and so she's fangirling.
I've got some good news: You don't need to worry anymore. The expedition is over, and I'll be working with the Halflings for a bit. By the time that's finished, I'll have paid up my debt, and maybe I'll come home for my exams. It's been a journey, though I can't say I've achieved much. I certainly can't claim more than a sliver of credit.
Because yes Mother, the expedition is over. But it wasn't a failure. All hail King Belegor, rightful Ruler Karag Lune and Karag Nar. Also the Citadel, the East Gate and the Watchtower, though I suspect the details of the geography won't tell you much. But it's a strong bed to grow from.
I'd said I might come home for the exams. From your accounts, I think I've accomplished what is demanded, but I can't see it as enough anymore.
Mom, Dad, I've seen the Great and Terrible stride the world. I saw Kragg the Grim bring down thunder and break a maddened Orkish charge with his rage. I saw him strike the largest fortress I've ever seen, and it was a telling blow. But he's a dwarf as old as the empire, and I may as well compare myself to Teclis. What wonder is it if the ancient oak disdains the storm?
But I also served under the Dämerlichtreiter, and she's been a Magister for less than a year. It's crazy to think that we were both on our journey on that campaign. Of course, she crushed the dark heart of Sylvania, while I traipsed around in an unpleasant forest. Well no, that does discredit to those that fell to purge Mordheim, but I've found that my estimation of danger has been wildly inaccurate, in many regards.
I wonder how that siege would have gone, had she been there. I'd heard rumors that she pulled Castle Drakenhof apart by herself, and I know those to be false. But what would she have done, had the men deserted her? Walked into that castle to break it by herself?
The thought may be absurd to you, Mother, and it would be to me, but she's not like us. I said I saw legends stride the world, and she's another. Time and time again, she would walk into strongholds, and they would just… fall.
I heard the tales from the men. Of standing in a court, surrounded by beastmen corpses, her shadow crushing the crippled survivors, not a drop of blood on her sword. They'd torn each other apart in their maddened flight from her.
And I've seen it. I stood beside her as she broke an army with the casual ease you handled my first stumbling steps with. I'm still not sure what exactly she did, though I believe part of it was inverting the flow along a thaumic channel, similar to Araman's ideas for lifeforce transfer. I have no idea how she would manage the setup however. It was clearly planned though, she even stopped Maximilian (a Gold journeyman) from interfering.
And yet, she isn't an ancient dwarf. She's human. We've sat together, eaten together, talked. She's a young holly tree, growing as best as it can. She's older and wiser and braver and smarter than me, but she's not so different. And it makes me want to do something important too. Something great.
And I want that. The soldiers fear and respect her, of course, but the dwarves like her. They show her more regard than I've ever gotten from a blind human.
I just don't know anymore, mum. I'm afraid, and I don't know if I'm more afraid of the dangers of the world, or the safety of the college. But I do know I don't want to stop yet. I'll keep journeying until I find out. That's what it's for, right?
Love you, Mom, Dad
Your daughter
A.N: I spend entirely too much time looking up tree symbolism, because you just know that would be a big part of how they talk internally, especially someone like Panoramia.
It ended up less "let's find a tree with fitting symbolism" and more "let's look at sources until one says something neat". Because they do not agree. I chose holly because one claimed it was associated with the Sword of Truth (which is neat because another claimed that it was the tree of dark times/winter compared to the oak as the tree of light times/summer, which works really well with Kragg's oak. The meaning of that is something most at least vaguely agreed on.)
I hope it's not too wanky, but Panoramia has something of a girlcrush on Mathilde, and so she's fangirling.
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- Location
- Vancouver
Personally I don't think the idea of using Battle Magic in pitched melee combat is a good one in general. I'd rather just have the rod strapped to our back that we can use after backing away from the frontline for a bit. Not to mention we don't even cast big spells in the middle of melee in general. But for the sake of it...
@BoneyM How much dwarf favour for them to whip up a wearable harness of sorts that can fast deploy a grounding rod with minimum hand gesture (having a simple one hand input on the waste for example). One time use is fine.
Some assumptions I'm making: after the initial favour is spent to design it, I doubt the contraption will be complex enough to require favour to re-make/re-use, I think we should be able to spend gold normally. Next that the grounding rod we choose to use will purposeful dissolve after use. So the machine is simpler as it doesn't need to get rid of the big rod. Last that they can actually design it, this is obvious as their engineers already have gyrocoptors.
@BoneyM How much dwarf favour for them to whip up a wearable harness of sorts that can fast deploy a grounding rod with minimum hand gesture (having a simple one hand input on the waste for example). One time use is fine.
Some assumptions I'm making: after the initial favour is spent to design it, I doubt the contraption will be complex enough to require favour to re-make/re-use, I think we should be able to spend gold normally. Next that the grounding rod we choose to use will purposeful dissolve after use. So the machine is simpler as it doesn't need to get rid of the big rod. Last that they can actually design it, this is obvious as their engineers already have gyrocoptors.
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deathofrats0808
Don’t think of it as dying; just as leaving early
- Location
- Earth
The thread explicitly voted to pick up greatswords, and was looking for at least martial based areas when it went to Gustav for training.
- Location
- Goose Land
I personally like the idea of it because Unarmed Combat can generally still be used while you're armed, so it should still give us an in combat Martial bonus, but I agree that "captured without magic or equipment" isn't exactly something we'd be likely to end up in.
We can improve our Greatsword skill by one more degree, at which point it becomes a Trait.
The WoG linked on the front page iirc, but the short of it is "Yes, you can put Runes on firearms, but for a variety of reasons the Runes are less effective."
Said reasons include a lack of comparative institutional knowledge of applying Runes to Firearms as compared to Armor and Weaponry, which makes sense all told.
A rod strapped to her back would be dependent on her position. Something that might work when she's standing straight might not if she's leaning forward, and on top of that when a spell goes bad it's usually in the hand, not the body, and even if it's not Wizards have a lot more practice channelling magic to their hands than anywhere else. It'd be significantly easier to have something strapped to her forearm, and the advantage would be it wouldn't need that much adapting from existing quick-draw mechanisms that even humans have managed. Then on an oopsie just drop whatever you're holding and quickdraw a rod and stab it downwards.
DarkLight140
Credit to Team
- Location
- Lost in my thoughts
Huh, I thought I had. Adding.
There's also the reaction of dwarfs to Johann. I think that was lengthy enough to warrant a threadmark, at I thought it was pretty funny.
I'll be honest; I spent a good ten minutes trying to figure out what you're saying here, and I'm still not entirely sure. That said, I think you're saying we should train unarmed combat/improvised weapons in case we're captured, which... well, to put it bluntly: it wouldn't be nearly as effective as you think it would be. Even if whoever captured us was dumb enough to not tie us up/chain us to a wall (and frankly, if they were that incompetent it's unlikely they'd manage to grab us in the first place), the fact remains that doing our best to get the hell out of dodge is a much better idea than trying to fight our captors barehanded. You used Chaos as an example of who might try to capture us, but how exactly do you think Mathilde (noted tiny person) would do barehanded and magicless against an armed and armored Chaos warrior?
TL;DR: It would take an extremely contrived scenario for us to resort to unarmed combat, and frankly we'd be a lot better off training to avoid that sort of situation in the first place, because if we do get captured and have our magic blocked/removed/whatever, we are in fact more or less screwed if we don't get rescued.
- Location
- Before the Ninth Gate
So an idea for the tower:
On top of the tower, have a bunch of stuff to cast shadows with, like fires, mirror's and sheets. We could totally munchkin out Burning Shadows by setting it up so we can shadow anything within sight. With help from the dwarves, we could get a really bright light to make sure we can cast a shadow stronger than the sun's if there is any cloud cover.
We could also our tower to be able to cast a shadow in any direction by making/commisioning a contraption that can spin a light around the tower. If we do this around the middle of the tower, the shadow would go on practically forever. We would just need some really bright lights so the shadow can compete with the sun.
On top of the tower, have a bunch of stuff to cast shadows with, like fires, mirror's and sheets. We could totally munchkin out Burning Shadows by setting it up so we can shadow anything within sight. With help from the dwarves, we could get a really bright light to make sure we can cast a shadow stronger than the sun's if there is any cloud cover.
We could also our tower to be able to cast a shadow in any direction by making/commisioning a contraption that can spin a light around the tower. If we do this around the middle of the tower, the shadow would go on practically forever. We would just need some really bright lights so the shadow can compete with the sun.
Guile
Having a really great time right now
"So, first you get your god to beat up their god, then-"
We are moderately murder-blender-y already and we could be more blender-y, but I'm okay with our current level of blending.
I mean, yes, learning axes and getting a gromril axe would be useful. We'd go up a point or two in Martial and we'd be able to blend better. But any two actions - a year of practicing - and using 15 Dwarf favor on something would reap benefits. I forget how much Favor we spent building a dwarf-grade niter factory, but I'm pretty sure it was less than 15.
BungieONI
Seven gremlins in a trench coat
- Location
- Lickwidget
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Or Mathilde could manipulate the shadows herself, which is a much bigger ask to be fair but I rather like the idea.