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Giant K8Ps library, Mathilde's honest attempt at making a repository of knowledge for the world? Or is it her first step down the path of catfishing divinity out of Verena, ala the Ranald ascension? An ambitious pilgrimage of fingers for our gal indeed!

I'm just imagining Ranald holding Mathilde up like you would a cat and showing her off to Verena like a proud cat dad.
 
I'm just imagining Ranald holding Mathilde up like you would a cat and showing her off to Verena like a proud cat dad.
Where does Mathilde fall on the cat compass?

I feel like she's pretty damn close to 0 on both axes.

(My girlfriend's cat is neutral on orphan-aristocrat and off-the-scale Polite, whereas my best friend's cat is an Aristocrat Bastard)
 
The university would need someone who's full time job it is to prevent Dwarves from declaring grudges over everyone pronouncing K8P 'Cape'.

Oh, it would totally come out u-cape, wouldn't it?

"Oh, you are a student too? Where do you go?"

" U of A, you?"

"U-kape. Was thinking about UBV or Tee-at for a bit though."

(UBV being Barak Var, and U of A being Altdorf,of course, while Tee-at was TIAT, or Tilea Institute of Art and Technology)
 
Smednir's Anvil
I do think the point of "how do you make this public without it being obvious that Mathilde prioritizes the good of wizardkind when it clashes with the political leadership of the Empire" is a valid one, but I think the way to square that particular circle is that Karak Eight Peaks doesn't say the quiet part out loud: just "thanks to Thane Weber's work, K8P is always open to any wizard willing to follow our laws on magic use"... and then if a crisis ever strikes, then it can become clear that "always" includes "while the Empire is hostile to wizards."
King Azrildrekked Ironhammer of Clan Angrund sat comfortably at the steps of the Eastern Gate. Dozens of dirty robed children and a half handful of journeymanlings huddled behind him in the gate house, already being tended by the priestesses the halfing god Quinsberry, who determined that they were members of Clan Weber by the First Promise of Belegar.

Before him, dirty from a thousand miles of road and a relentless pursuit of "Heretics and Witches" was the Chamber Militant of the Cult of Sigmar and legions of their flagellants.

"Who are you that brings this Throng to the Gates of My Ancestors Unannounced?" Azrildrekked's parade voice carried down to the third line of umgi spearmen.

"You know me Azrildrekked, I am Helmut, Prince and Emperor and you harbor criminals escaping justice. By Ghal-Maraz I demand they be relinquished."

Ironhammer considered his options for the space of five breaths. The Book of Deeds, however, was clear.

"A shame you bear that hammer, but perhaps it is time for it to return to the Karaz Angrund. You haven't done half as much good with it as you Grandfather Mandred and twice as much evil as your father. And so now in this place I name you and all who follow Sigmar Enemies of Karak Eight Peaks."

The words held a weight of terrible sorrow, of the breaking of an old covenant. With their echo to the stones around him the shadows which had covered the Emperors Emperor's army took on a absolute distinction and the malice of a strange association of gods.

It was a Day for kept promises, but a poor day for Emperors. Another lost wonder would grace Smednir's Anvil that night.

Edited for content, with much love to @ReImagined
 
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I do like the idea people have come up with for the combined library/proto-university with a broad focus. While Guild secrets would be a major stumbling block for actually getting Dwarven contribution in technical matters in the collection (or at least bits that non-Guild members could access), I don't think they'd have any issue with others that were willing to share.

Also, we did just stumble on a motherlode of Skaven technical material. A facility like the one mentioned would probably be a good place to create groups to see what ideas they have are salvageabl.
 
So, if the concept of a center of learning gets widespread traction amongst the thread, as it seems to be doing, do you think that we'll try to combo the traits that take advantage of the library, like the one that gives us mad nerd rep plus the one that lets us get books more easily?

I really want the magical super project trait, but I wouldn't be averse to more B o o k powers.
 
So, if the concept of a center of learning gets widespread traction amongst the thread, as it seems to be doing, do you think that we'll try to combo the traits that take advantage of the library, like the one that gives us mad nerd rep plus the one that lets us get books more easily?

I really want the magical super project trait, but I wouldn't be averse to more B o o k powers.
We don't know what all of the trait choices would be but I would be happy with the learning language trait so we can get all the books and use them.
 
Slayer Replacement: Trial of Smednir. Cut their beards into a single braid, determine a lost artifact of dwarf-kind to be recovered or repaired or single out a treasure wielded by the Enemies of Dwarves to be destroyed. The the weapon placed on the shrine of Smednir they are forgiven their trespass.

Mathilde notes: find a way to game the system to make this more like wizard jouneymaning and less like exile.

Warhammer Fantasy RPG 1st ED -- Stone and Steel p.75
This is a very nice idea, and at least less of a waste.
-doesn't have to end in death
-doesn't have to be exiled/wander around
-does not waste the dwarf's skill
-might result in more dwarfs living longer out of spite...
-might actually recover something useful
 
We can not only kill Malekith, but do so in a manner compliant with the Prophecy of Demise. See, Malekith is a firstborn son of high birth, taught the darkest of magic, who raised an army of monsters... and from a certain point of view, he's killing himself if he fatally miscasts.
Dude arcane dueled against Teclis and didn't instantly lose: Mathilde's gonna need to get a hell of a lot more magically swole to have any chance of pulling that off.
Yeah, in my opinion the ideal result of us actually fighting Malekith is that he is impressed by the bravado of the mere human come to challenge him and plays around with us to show us how futile it is to fight him. Then thanks to our top tier runic equipment we manage to get a hit in which triggers the Rune of Superior skill deactivating most of his magic items and barely wounding him with the Master Rune S10 hits...

… But not his armor which lead to him beat us to a pulp with his bare hands while cast Ulgu in spells so grand we cannot comprehend, then since we were impressive enough to land a wound he grants us the honor of begging for our life from him. Which leads to us convincing him to spare us so we can carry a message back to the dwarves; that he beat the one who helped give them hope with his bare hands, that the greatest work of their greatest runelord can barely scratch him, that all the works they can make today are so poorly made their ancestors would be disgusted at them, that they are like that because of him and what he did and that they will die powerless to ever do anything about it. Which he finds amusing enough to let us live with a gift for the entertainment, proof that he was responsible for the war of the beard just to rub it in more. Then at last, we screw over Malekith by using this as an opportunity to start a Dwarf-Asur reconciliation that helps restore the damage he did to both sides and leads to both realms being strong enough they can actually end up bringing him down.

Because the way Malekith falls isn't by hitting him, it is his overwhelming arrogance and cruelty that in the end was always going to destroy him. You know cause that is how you end his story in a narratively satisfying way not by making him the fucking phoenix king all along! (Still angry about that sorry.)
 
Consider me locked in for B o o k B o o n club. Plus research lab additions. Full Indiana Weber.

Cosmopolitan center of research, history, and learning Karak Eight Peaks is a go.

(Also if the greatest library in the Old World ends up being dedicated to Ranald then the cult of Verena will have a collective catch-22 aneurysm and we can't pass that up)
 
U of K8P

"Woooooohoooooo!"

Hannah's voice rang out like a finger across a wineglass.

"Ugh, please, wait until I've got some booze in me, I am begging you."

"Dibs on the bath!"

Her roommates followed her in. Darna and Lessile, a dwarf and another human, the three of them newly met that afternoon at the terminal in Karag Lhune, where the freshman class was traditionally collected.

"Awww, what? Wait! We have a bath?" Hannah spun a quick pirouette from looking out the broad windows of their suite to pout and trail after Darna, the dwarf making a beeline for a second door to the south of the room.

"Yep," Darna said, a smirk on her voice as she left the way into a small grotto-cave, lit softly with runelight, "Every room has an en-suite bathroom, unlike the big public baths you get in Lhune. First Magister figure'd some of you foreign types might be a mite bodyshy." She looked back over her shoulder significantly, hands going to the laces of her outer chain vest.

Hannah eeped and excused herself. Back in the main room, a large L that she realized now was wrapped around the bath, she found her other new companion of the next four years leaning back on one of the beds scattered about, book and glass of wine already in hand. Three beds, three desks, three upright wardrobes. Bare walls. Well- that last she could do something about. Stepping roughly to the center, she raised an eyebrow and called over to the prone figure.

"Hey, Lissile? Mind if I put up some decorations?"

The Brettonian looked over at her, and raised an eyebrow right back, given the solid granite walls shot through with veins of quartz.

"What did you have in mind?"

Hannah grinned, raising her hand with a peculiar twist and a soft murmer, and a softly glowing stylized flame bloomed above it.

"I was thinking of putting up some MMAPs."

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"Bath's free!" Darna called, pausing as she exited. "Ok, who's the torrent crafter?"

"That would be me!" Hannah piped, bouncing up from where she had been sitting cross-legged on Lissile's bed. "Hannah Arcadent, Journeywoman of the Bright Order, at your service! We were just talking designs and we'd love to get your thoughts!"

Half the room was covered in swirls of blue and gold, pinwheels and fleur d'lis. The other was a surprisingly naturalistic sunset over mountains, all oranges and reds and negative space.

Darna's reply was a slow grin. "Well, I've less than no objection to the idea in principle, and I like what you're doing with those mountains there. But I'll tell you now, I'd consider it a trivial boon if you'd make all the rest of the locals jealous of us, and here's how..."

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Some time later, the work of claiming furniture and decorating and unpacking and unwinding done, the girls had drifted too talking about each other.

"Me? Well, there's not too much to say. I'm Brettonian, of course, here on the officer track- looking forward to the Undumgi commission at the other end of this. And yes, before you ask, I did read all the Soizic Adventures when I was a little girl and *yes*, I did really really want to be her when I grew up. So I'm double-majoring in martial studies and logistics, but I don't know if that means I have any classes with either of you?" Lissile looked over at the others.

"Maybe some of the pre-reqs," Darna answered, "I'm here on the academic track, Pre-Rune focus, so that's probably some of the math and history... Hmm. Forged Weapons 101? We'll have to check."

"Pre-Rune? I thought that was a dwarf boy-only sort of thing?" Hannah asked.

"Not quite," Darna frowned, "All the actual runework is taught in the apprenticeships after, of course, but the University is considered to be a good grounding in basic principals and theory, so it gets you looked at twice by all the better sorts of runesmiths when you ask to apprentice- that's why all the boys do it. As for me, well, given the Rune of Valaya they couldn't exactly keep me out on principal, and I'm actually aiming to see if I can help on the project of re-discovering the working runes, maybe get an apprenticeship in a few decades if I can score a post-grad position with a runesmith that can weigh talent a liiiittle bit more than the lack of a beard." She smiled over at Lissile. "I read about Soizic, but the First Wizard was really the one I wanted to be. Think of all she discovered, and in these very peaks!"

"Ooooooh, we've got ourselves a radical here Lissile!" Hannah cried, while Darna threw a pillow at her.

"But no," she said, sitting up, "You have a dream and I respect that so much! 'We can all change the world for the better'- school motto right? I promise I will be here for you to encourage you and cheer you on!"

"Well, what about you?" Lissile asked, "What's your dream?"

"Bit far afield from University halls," Hannah said, flopping back, "but I can tell you I'm journey-track, obviously, but I really want to just experience Eightpeaks while I'm here. Take a bunch of art classes, do the whole 'drink your way round the caldera' challenge, read in the library, go explore in the tunnels and caves looking for undiscovered treasures and dangers! Go to some of the hand-ball games, buy a bunch of gear with our little Wee Webber mascot on it, you know..."

"You should try out for cheerleading," Darna cut in, "You've certainly got the enthusiasm and we could certainly use all the enthusiasm we can get next time we go up against Barak Var."

"Me? A cheerleader?" Hannah seemed quite taken with the idea. Lissile laughed.

"You should! I'd go to the games regardless but I'd certainly cheer at your lead!"

"A cheerleader..." Hannah murmered.

The girls drifted off to sleep, the busy day finally catching up to them. Above, in soft grey mist in the middle of the ceiling, floated a MMAP of Karak Eight-Peaks, as complete as a talented artist and native dwarf could make it. A tiny replica of the grand MMAP that hung in the council hall, where few but the most important were ever allowed. Her eyes finally closing, Darna allowed herself a small, satisfied smile. These two, she thought, she could live with.


A/N- I had like four lines for the next Soizic price and this came out instead. I blame the thread discussion. ;) Plus I wanted to write dialogue. Parts 2&3 possible, I had a few more ideas and wanted to show, rather than tell.
There's a lot to love in this one. The callouts (Adventures of Soizic, Wee Webber the mascot, MMAPS), the very concept of K8P the college campus... and cheerleader? Does that mean Bloodbowl is a thing now? God, let College Bloodbowl be a thing.

Although every Bloodbowl match being Dwarf v. Dwarf would be an awful slog. Who can grab the ball, form their cage and walk it down the field first? And then repeat ten times until the game ends. Gives the fans plenty of time to get proper drunk I guess, when every single player on both teams has both Mighty Blow and Guard.
 
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