Omegahugger
Inattentive Idiot
We do have a spell for that...Yes. That's why we vassalize a couple greenskin tribes first abd make them fight the other greenskins
We do have a spell for that...Yes. That's why we vassalize a couple greenskin tribes first abd make them fight the other greenskins
Hmmm.
Hmmmmm.
High Priestess Future AU - At the Grand Conclave
The Grand Theogionist was having a wonderful time at the Grand Conclave this year. The wine was quite good, he'd had an easily won but engaging theological argument with a young priest with some entertainingly wrong views on the more obscure aspects of the twin tailed comet as an omen. But most importantly, Ranald's blasted priests hadn't turned up yet.
He'd put a lot of preparation into this year's attempt to keep them out. No less than 5 parties of various size and secrecy had set forth containing the "Grand Theogonist". Three false locations, complete with provisions and fully kitchen and service staff, had been set up across the breadth of the empire. Only the most trusted messengers, highly dedicated priests in their own right, had been used to disseminate the location, which he'd picked at the last second. The location was only shared verbally, when very loud practices with sacred musical instruments was happening nearby. He was quite proud of that, even if the poor messenger to the Al-Ulric had been extremely discomforted by being surrounded by a chorus of howling wolves during his conversation with the Wolf God's chosen.
It had proven quite effective already, three dozen or so cults to minor gods had failed to find the conclave, which was a win all on it's own. So he was quite hopeful that this year Ranald's priests might be delayed by as much as an entire day. They would turn up eventually of course. No matter what the conclave did, Ranald's priests always found it again. But hope sprung eternal, and the major cult heads unofficially awarded a small prize every time someone broke the record for how long they could be kept away. The Grand Thegonist liked his chances.
Yes, so far it had been a very good evening and promised to get better, if the uncomfortable look that the High Priestess of Verena wore whenever someone mentioned Marieburg offhand was any indication. The only blackspot was that the Al-Ulric had been beaming at him all evening. That boded ill, but he was resolved to enjoy himself and let whatever minor victory the Ulrican thought he had secured be tomorrow's problem. Now, to bask in praise for keeping the Ranaldites away for a little longer than usual, or to join in the needling of the Verenaians?
He turned, preparing to go hold the Verenaians' feet to the fire for a spell, and almost fell over a short woman in grey. She was wearing a hat in the style favoured by Sigmar templars, and holding a wineglass which was still rocking from the impact of the collision.
"Harumph" he gave the slightly apologetic grumble indicating that although he had been at fault, an actual apology would not be forthcoming as he was the obvious social superior. He followed it up with a slight sniff aimed in the direction of her hat, as he took in that she had failed to remove it despite being indoors. Still, as he straightened up he was struck by the feeling that something was wrong. Casting a glance around the room, he realised that there were suddenly a number of figures milling about bearing robes decorated with crosses, dice or black cats.
Ranaldites, Sigmar curse it! Another half an hour would have beaten the current record.*
"Ahem." A polite cough drew his attention downward again. This time he properly took in her robes. A wizard! How dare a wizard invade the holy conclave!
"Greetings your Eminence, I am.."
"Dame and Lady Magister Weber." The Al-Uric booms, rapidly approaching from the side and grinning broadly.
"... Mathilde Weber, High Priestess of Ranald."
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*Surprisingly, currently held by the Shallyans. Rumor had it that her high priestess had personally delivered several invitations to prominent followers of Ranald, explaining enthusiastically how much they looked forward to speaking to them about the relationship between their respective gods. Fewer of Ranald's faithful than normal had turned up.
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AN: I struggled mightily to work out how to address the Grand Theogonist. Your Holiness is probably more correct, but it feels wrong because this is a polytheistic society and also because Mathilde might have trouble addressing them that way due to her feelings on Sigmar. So I went with your Eminence, which is apparently what you'd use for a Cardinal. Also I keep wanting to call the Grand Theogonist the Grand Theologianist.
How did Mathilde find out, why was the Al-Ulric grinning? Because Wolf was among the wolves providing the choir when he was learning the location. Mathilde had come to talk about the Eonir situation.
When was it not?
It's all ancient history either way.I dont rhink it's unreasonable to say that the part of the border princes that shares the peninsula with Tilea might have been conquered by Myrmadia.
The part of it that rests at the foot of the Apuccini mountains, the Lagoon of Tears and possibly Black Peninsula, sure. But not all of it. Though I can imagine a minor Myrmidian heresy that claims she was born among one of the human tribes inhabiting the Border Princes instead, if only so the Estalian and Tilean sects would stop fighting over it.I dont rhink it's unreasonable to say that the part of the border princes that shares the peninsula with Tilea might have been conquered by Myrmadia.
I mean, that's how OTL pacifying of steppe-adjacent lands worked, yes - make peace/trade with nomads. You cannot, as as settled nation, control the steppes, so bribing enough locals into being on your side is the only real way to be semi-stable.Yes. That's why we vassalize a couple greenskin tribes first abd make them fight the other greenskins
It's just a matter of convincing them that other Orcs would always make for better fights than we do.Orcs are way more warlike than OTL nomads, so I am not sure how this could even work, really.
Celestial wizard was not offered in character creation. Possibly for this reason.I demand the ability to scry into alternate timelines, so I may see all of these options play out!
You just want to make Mathilde your boss.Also, for the people saying that being the high priest is cheapening our relationship... no. Assuming there is such a thing as need for High Priest in a religion, it should definitely be the person who is closest to that god, whatever form that closeness takes, to best secure that god's interest and represent his teachings, not a politician with a fancy hat.
I would take an argument that there are people better qualified for that job, but I think denying such a job on grounds of being overqualified is fundamentally misunderstanding what High Priest should be on account to what high priests usually are.
This is a great omakeHow did Mathilde find out, why was the Al-Ulric grinning? Because Wolf was among the wolves providing the choir when he was learning the location. Mathilde had come to talk about the Eonir situation.
...Alright, this merits some memery. A story in three parts:You put down the last of the letters, reeling from the barrage. To restore your sense of normalcy, you turn to a letter you hope to be much more prosaic: an official announcement of some sort from Karaz-a-Karak...
I mean, that's how OTL pacifying of steppe-adjacent lands worked, yes - make peace/trade with nomads. You cannot, as as settled nation, control the steppes, so bribing enough locals into being on your side is the only real way to be semi-stable.
Orcs are way more warlike than OTL nomads, so I am not sure how this could even work, really.
edit: well, that, and constant unceasing mutual raiding, which may become war if you look weak even for a moment.
Orcs are way more warlike than OTL nomads, so I am not sure how this could even work, really.
Necromantic Insight: +20 to dispel and induce miscasts against Necromancy. Able to identify (and cast) the spells of Necromancy.
Don't you dare temp me with such promises of power!
Could you explain that for my dumb friend?Don't you dare temp me with such promises of power!
...for it might work.
Necromant some orcs and have them fight the living orcs.Could you explain that for my dumb friend?
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It's me. I'm the dumb friend.
Orc zombies stick to agreements somewhat better than living Orcs.Could you explain that for my dumb friend?
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It's me. I'm the dumb friend.
On the next episode of Raising Mandred Project:I demand the ability to scry into alternate timelines, so I may see all of these options play out!
Maybe we should ask him first what he wants us to do and if he wants us to take the job and why. But also wait to see the other options.I am in favor of the Ranaldian priesthood on the following grounds: Ranald has always been there for us when we asked. Now he's asking us to be there for him.
Listen, when a job like this is offered, it's because the Big Man Upstairs thinks you're the right person. Especially when you didn't apply for the position.Maybe we should ask him first what he wants us to do and if he wants us to take the job and why. But also wait to see the other options.