Warhammer Fantasy: Norsca United! (CK2)

Edit: oh, and I will be applying omake bonuses to epilogue roles.

So, counting up the unused omake bonuses in the threadmarks, I think we have a total of +520 (or 52 omake bonuses). I may be under or over counting slightly... Do we have to say what we want our omake bonuses to count towards?

Is it allowed to put all of those into a single roll?

fasquardon
 
Let's get as much omake in as possible so that we can get ridiculous roll bonuses.
 
A Long Time Coming...
A Long Time Coming...

The winds whipped across the mountaintop with such force as to knock a person down. More than a few people had fallen more than few times. Even if you were braced against it, the wind pressed on you hard enough to make it a struggle just to breathe. In this place, where the purely mundane wind was dangerous, the magical winds were far far worse.

You surveyed the mountaintop and all the surrounding land. Even after being cleansed and rededicated to better gods, Centraland was, in some places, inhospitable. This was the worst of the lot. There was water and decent soil, but no one except lunatics would ever settle in this place where the air forever hums with so much power that even the least gifted humans can still feel it. Even now that the land belonged to the Ancestors, it was still quietly disturbing. Here, every thinking creature knew on a level deeper than thought that, in this place, they suffered under the gaze of an entity with inhuman power and perspective. This was center of the flows of magic in Centraland, and it was not a place for mortals.

"Well," Teclis said, sounding far too excited. "This should be interesting."

Ashi asked, "Definite 'interesting.'"

"'Remarkable.' 'Extraordinary.' 'Once in a lifetime.'" The elf replied, "And I don't mean one of your little lifetimes. I mean, 'once in a proper lifetime.'" Teclis nodded. "I've seen quite a few things over the years, and I suspect this will be one of the more notable events. Probably the most notable event involving a tree."

At that moment, Sayble and the best runesmiths and gardeners she could find were supervising the final stages of the Yggdrasil project. Months ago, they'd moved the ash tree you'd been Sacrificed upon to this magical focal point. Shamans have prayed over it non-stop for weeks. Dwarf Runesmiths and Asur Archmages granted it every kind of protection against Chaos. Every other possible benefit was turned to this tree's advantage.

Nothing was put to chance here. Every bit of the tree's installation and enchantment had been checked, rechecked, and checked yet again.

The project that Sayble had dreamed up long ago because 'it seemed like fun', would now permanently bind Centraland to the Ancestors, and, thereby, it would focus all the prayers of the faithful. Your gods would have unheard of power and ability to act within the limits of Heimgard. Sayble and all her independent reviewers finally concluded that there was absolutely nothing wrong and they'd done every possible thing right.

Ashi laid a reassuring hand on your back. You glanced over, and she nodded at you with gentle encouragement, her own quiet way of telling you to get on with it.

Yes. You supposed there was no point in delaying any longer. You approach the tree while everyone else retreated to a respectful and hopefully safe distance. In one hand, you held your spear, the one from the sacrifice. You laid your other hand upon Yggdrasil's bark. You closed your eyes and open to the divine.

By human standards, you're incredibly powerful. Even by elven standards, you're a strong mage. That being said, so much sheer energy rushed through you that the world went white with agony. It felt like you were trying to swallow a river whole. You would have retreated, breaking off this ritual, but you were paralyzed with pain until all that pain vanished.

When at last you can think again, your very first thought is 'It worked.'

Already, you could feel faith flowing to the Ancestors more freely than ever before, more freely than you'd ever imagined possible. The joyful prayers of thanks from your shamans were the very first to flow through the tree, and you could feel them pass on to the realm of the gods. You could also feel, without even opening your eyes that Yggdrasil had changed. The tree had grown from just a few times your own height to taller than the mountain at its base. Its trunk had grown wider than some keeps, and a city could fit beneath its outstretched branches.

No. A city would fit beneath its branches. Yggdrasil had changed the placed, brought the Ancestors nearer, but also made them... safer. Made them just a little less alien. This had become a place where people could live. This would be Heimgard's new capitol.

"Well done," said a voice that sounded both familiar and different from ever before.

You looked over at a figure that you would call a man, except that entity had stopped being human millennia ago. You reply, "Thank you, Allfather."

The god looked to the north and murmured. "A war is coming. A war greater than any you've ever seen. Be ready."
 
Some ideas for a simpler system (feel free to ignore all of this):
Thanks for the ideas. I like them, and I'd probably have incorporated some of them if I had kept going with the quest.

So, counting up the unused omake bonuses in the threadmarks, I think we have a total of +520 (or 52 omake bonuses). I may be under or over counting slightly... Do we have to say what we want our omake bonuses to count towards?

Is it allowed to put all of those into a single roll?

fasquardon
You don't have to say what you want the bonuses to count towards, but you can pick something in particular if you want to.

@ancusohm this quest was one of my most anticipated quests i've followed but a small thing I didn't like was how the omake bonuses could pile up so fast, so we could get critical rolls even on worse dice rolls, This is the only quest i've seen that happend on so I think it was because you're quest inspired so many good omakes! :) Im curious how the world tree would have been but it was a really fun ride. Good luck in the future!
Thanks, and as for the world tree, I hope this answers some of your questions. (You'll get to see it in action soon.)
 
@ancusohmIf we form the convent with them too, then would the ancestors jump to around the level of Sigmar in power and what would the benefits be for the Norscans themselves, cause the Nerhakians were all 7 foot tall monsters able to call down the powers of their Gods down at the drop of a hat?
 
I picked a great time to dig in and finally read this, huh. I considered joining about 2-3 months ago, but obviously never went through with it until now (well, yesterday).

As a complete story, the war for Norsca was easily the narrative height. Dat ending, of course, but the vampire spec ops was fun to read from the very first Rachel scene. I was so hyped to ship her and Katarina after their scene during the war, and then the two never appeared together again. :(
 
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Excerpts from ‘The Reign of Thorfin I, High King of Heimgard’
Excerpts from 'The Reign of Thorfin I, High King of Heimgard'

By Benedic Baehrn, Official Chronicler of the Empire of Man


Chapter 1: The Nature of the Man

"He wasn't that bad, for a Norscan."

-Hildebart Adolphus I, Emperor of Man

Thorfin, the first High King of Heimgard formerly known as Norsca, has many epithets: the Holy, the Eye of the Allfather, the Everslayer, and so on. Perhaps, the most appropriate honor-name of all is 'Thorfin of the Tree." In many ways, his greatest accomplishments all revolve around a particular ash tree. He first bound himself to this tree while he united his realm. He later transformed this tree, then known as Yggdrasil, into the Titan Tree of Centraland. Lastly, he returned to that tree one final time during the darkest moments of the Gentle Storm…


Chapter 3: A United Norsca

"They may not be the most well-mannered people, but I would much rather trade with Heimgard than be raided by Norsca."

-Nicholas Douwel, Merchant Adventurer of Marienburg

After conquering the lands of the Vargs, Bjornlingers, and Skaelings, the war seemed all but won. Then, to the surprise of all, an Everchosen of Chaos emerged from central Norsca with an army of abominations.

The forces of Order gathered to face this foe and Emperor Adolphus nobly sent Imperial knights to fight the Everchosen.

At this point, Thorfin first encountered the ash tree that would play such a significant role in his life. Thorfin and ten of his shamans underwent an ancient and bloody ritual from their homeland of Jotunheim. Thorfin and the rest offered up their lives and their very souls as sacrifices to their brutal god. (Author's Note: While many people have called Jotunheimer's 'civilized Norscans,' this savage and longstanding ritual proves that they were at best only half-civilized, at the time.) For seven days, Thorfin and the others were kept bound to ash trees with spears buried in their sides. They were only set free after the final battle with the Everchosen, in which Thorfin is said to have magically slain the Everchosen himself. Of the eleven to be willingly sacrificed, only Thorfin survived.

Thorfin took his survival as a sign of divine favor and soon dubbed himself the first High King of a united Norsca, which he renamed Heimgard. In their barbaric tongue, the new name meant 'Home Fortress.' The change symbolized his intent to turn his nation into a bulwark against Chaos, much like the noble land of Kislev whose wise rulers have long fought Chaos and thereby benefited all of humanity. The eternal war against Chaos and Heimgard's close ties with Kislev would eventually come to define Thorfin's rule…


Chapter 5: The Calm Before the Storm

"It worked! It worked! It actually f___ing worked!"

-Sayble, learned adviser to Thorfin I

… and in this way the shamans of Heimgard helped the Asur mages, the Slann, and the College of Magic raise a great Counter Storm against the Storm of Chaos. In those days, the Counter Storm is said to have left great glowing lines that flowed through the sky. All seemed to be going quite well for Heimgard, but still Thorfin rightfully feared Chaos's inevitable counterattack.

Thus, in the second year of the Gentle Storm (2443 by the Imperial Calendar), the ash tree from Thorfin's sacrifice enters history again. This tree, having acquired the name 'Yggdrasil', served as the focus of a great ritual that took advantage of a quirk in how the winds of magic flowed through Heimgard. This ritual transformed Yggdrasil into the enormous tree commonly known to Imperials as the Titan tree. Reportedly, all observers were amazed by the ritual's success, particularly Thorfin's adviser Sayble.

The enlarged tree greatly magnified the primitive magic of Heimgard's shamans such that they became more than a match for any other human mage. Since the tree's transformation, there have been countless reliable reports of Jotunheim's God-Ancestors appearing to people in the area that became Heimgard's capital. These Ancestors are said to offer advice and legend their power to the nation's defense.

These divine defenses were put to the test by the Chaos Storm ironically called 'the Gentle Storm.'


Chapter 6: The Wrath of Khorne

"I will drown his lands in blood and make a mountain of their skulls. I will make him watch as I butcher his family. And then I will bring Thorfin's skull back to Khorne."

-U'Zuhl the Skulltaker, Sacred Executioner of Khorne

Thorfin and Ashi had dealt Khorne many defeats over the years. It is said that they even killed his champion, Wulfrik the Wanderer, completely by accident. Many believe that it was this last indignity that drove Khorne to never before seen heights of rage.

Just as few months after the transformation of Yggdrasil, a dreadful cold fell over the waters north of Heimgard. They grew so frigid that the very sea itself froze solid, creating an enormous ice bridge between Heimgard and the Chaos Wastes. This incredible event frightened the people of Heimgard for they knew it signaled a massive invasion from the Wastes.

As soon as the ice grew thick enough to support their weight, an enormous horde erupted from the Wastes. An uncountable number of Khornates charged south. Even the conservative estimates say that this one army outnumbered the entire population of Heimgard.

The Old World rallied to Heimgard's aid. The Tzarinah Elizaveta personally led her armies and Ice Witches to said her neighbors. The elves sent every soldier, mage, and dragon they could spare, although many of their forces were kept busy by the Druchii civil war in Naggaroth. The Dwarfs sent every warrior and cannon north, along with their sole combat dirigible. Marienburg sent some of their forces to fight alongside thousands of barbarians that Heimgard had recruited from Albion. Emperor Adolphus sent the army of Nordland, his home region, north to Heimgard.

Even the vampires of the Dead Lands tried helped fight the Khornate horde, but, in those days, the Dead Lands covered a very small portion of the Wastes. The Khornate army simply flowed around the vampires, refusing to engage the undead in their single-minded focus on slaughtering Heimgard. The undead were reduced to harrying the horde's rear.

The courageous cavalry archers of Heimgard, led by the former Jarl Bahbahk, rode out onto the ice and engaged the Khornates in running skirmishes. They were assisted by Ice Witches led by the legendary Tzarina Katarina, who had returned yet again to fight Chaos. The Kislevite mages shattered the frozen bridge into icebergs, sending Khornates into the sea to either drown or be crushed in its depths. These brave warriors suffered heavy casualties, but their lives bought Heimgard time to prepare.

As the horde drew near, the allied forces took position along the coast. Fortunately, Thorfin had foreseen this attack and prepared by heavily fortifying the northern coast of Heimgard and preemptively gathering all civilians into defensible positions.

When the Khornates finally reached Heimgard, onlookers from Heimgard's coastal keeps swore that the Khornate army stretched to the very horizon. They saw a living ocean of Marauders punctuated by huge islands of armored Chaos Warriors. So many Chosen of Khorne had gathered that they would have formed a massive army all on their own, even ignoring the regiments of Chaos Knights. It would take days to truly describe the number and variety of Chaos Spawn, Dragon Ogres, Shoggoths, berserker Giants, and other mutant horrors.

If the vast Chaos army had a single weakness it was it shared its god's disdain for ranged combat and magic. This proved to be a great weakness. Sleipnir cavalry and dragon riders attacked the horde with impunity. The Khornates could hardly take a step without being blasted by artillery and magic spells from hundreds of cannons and dozens of mages. The Khornate casualties only increased as they drew within range of the all the archers, gunners, and other ranged attackers.

Thousands upon thousands of Khornates died before even one of them so much as touched the soil of Heimgard, but such was the fury of Khorne that the horde kept on charging. Eventually, they reached land, and the battle truly began.


This battle was far too large to capture with words. It raged across the entire northern coast of Heimgard, and it went on for weeks without break or pause. A legion of heroes fought and died on that shore, and every last one of them deserves a book of their own. It would take to long to even recount the acts of only the most famous participants, like Teclis, Katarina, Tzarina Elizaveta, the Supreme Patriarch, Thorfin, Ashi, Kreugar the Damned, and Ingemar the Wolf of the North, who earned that title through his leadership of the Ulrican crusade. In this conflict, even extraordinary figures like Zogzag, the largest giant ever recorded who waded into battle wearing armor adapted from the shell of a Dwarf ironclad, is only one amongst many similar heroes.

However, despite all the heroics and all the forces raised against them, the Khornates kept coming. They died in such number that piles of their corpses reached the top of the defenders' walls, and more of them clambered over the fallen so that they might reach their foes. Meanwhile, the allied forces grew low on arrows, bolts, bullets, and cannonballs. Their mages exhausted themselves and sometimes died from their over-exertion. Exhausted troops were forced to fight fresh Khornates.

Reliable sources no less than the Supreme Patriarch himself insist that the Counter Storm that still blazed over the battlefield sapped much of the blood god's power. In fact, they say it drained away so much dark power that the Counter Storm glowed as brightly as the noon sun. However, Khorne poured out so much power that thousands of demons burst into the world to commit massacres for their god.

The allies' only reinforcements were the miracles that streamed out from Centraland and Yyggdrasil. Heimgards' soldiers fought with divine strength and courage, and each shaman wielded enough power to kill a hundred other mages. Most shockingly, many of those who fell rose again as divine warriors called einherjar.

Yet, for all that, it wasn't enough.

Everywhere, the allies were slowly pushed back, and soon they all knew that they stood on the brink of annihilation.

So, Thorfin returned to Yggdrasil one last time.


Chapter 6: The Second Sacrifice

"In that moment, looking at him, I think I felt the way most humans feel when they look at me."

-Teclis, High Loremaster of the Tower of Hoeth.

Just as he had during the battle with the Everchosen, Thorfin bound himself to the ash tree, and, once more, he drove his spear into his own side.

In his sacrifice, Thorfin was only a chief and a shaman. The second time, he was a High King and a demigod, and his reward increased accordingly.

Heimgard doctrine holds that the Sacrificed serve as a bridge between the Ancestors and mortals, and it says that Centraland is only a hair's breadth from the divine realm to begin with. By Sacrificing himself in the center of Centraland, upon Yggdrasil itself, it is said Thorfin brought the Allfather fully into our world.

Lightning lanced down upon the Khornates. The ground split beneath their feat. Mountain sides fell down upon them. It was as if Heimgard itself waged war upon the invaders. Ten thousand witnesses hailing from every nation of the Old World all claim to have seen an enormous glowing figure looming over the battlefield, dwarfing the entire Heimgard peninsula. Over and over again, this figure hurled a spear larger than the largest tree down at the Khornates, striking down a thousand with every blow.

In return, every Khornate roared at once, bellowing with rage in a single inhuman voice. They lost all concern for their own survival, throwing themselves onto enemy weapons just to advance a little faster. Every last one of them raced to get to Yggdrasil and end Thorfin's ritual. At least a dozen demon princes took the air and fought their way to that enormous tree. There, they met Thorfin's last line of defense, which included an enormous giant mage who could somehow use magic, and his wife, Ashi.

When the dust settled, the demon princes were all banished. Some claim those demons were somehow truly slain and would never rise again, but that is doubtful. All that is know is that the Khornates were slaughtered to the last. The allies had suffered terribly, but they'd won against the full force of the blood god himself. However, Thorfin laid dying.

There are countless versions of the last moments of Thorfin's life. Some tales include such unlikely events like the Asur's Everqueen somehow appearing at his side to offer advice and comfort in his last moments. However, when gods take to the battlefield, who can say what is impossible?

All that is known for certain is that Thorfin did not survive his second sacrifice, although some people make the ridiculous claim that Thorfin lives on as a god like Sigmar himself. After Thorfin's death, his daughter and heir, Alya, suddenly displayed the incredible magical power that Thorfin had possessed ever since his first sacrifice. Many say his power flowed into her, raising her to demigodhood even as he died.

Ashi wept over her husband's body, and such was her grief and her rage that none dared to try to move her or bury him. When her tears finally dried, Ashi rose to her feet and faced the crowd that had gathered around Thorfin's body. One can only guess at what motivated Ashi to do what she did next. Perhaps, the goddess within her moved her. Perhaps, it was an all too human desire for revenge. No one knows. Regardless of her reason, Ashi called out to those who'd gathered. She said, "If Khorne had an warriors left, they'd be attacking. But they aren't. His armies are slain and his power depleted. Right now, Khorne is weaker than he has ever been and likely ever will be. So, I will go north. I will go into the Wastes itself. For myself, for Thorfin, for everyone who has ever suffered because of Khorne, I will take vengeance." She surveyed the crowd one final time and added, "Come with me, if you wish."

Word of this insane plan quickly spread through Heimgard, and, shockingly, many stepped forward to join Ashi. There were many Dwarf Slayers who thought it a fitting doom, but they were outnumbered by human volunteers. Many of them were fanatics of any one of a dozen different faiths who believed their god demanded they volunteer. Many others were simply mad with grief at all their losses, and, like the flagellants, they sought the peace of death in battle. The most notable example of the latter category is Richter Kreugar, who sought a permanent death in the Wastes. Some say Katarina also joined Ashi, but that is unclear. It cannot be known exactly how many went north with Ashi, for the group departed before the bodies from the previous battle were even counted.

Regardless of their number, Ashi and her mad crusade crossed back over the ice bridge into the Wastes. They were last seen by the Dwarf zeppelin which followed the High Queen as far north as its captain dared. He last glimpsed Ashi crossing over the horizon, heading ever northward, seeking Khorne himself.

They most likely all died horribly. Worse, they may have been damned to fates worse than any living soul can imagine. However, this would be an incomplete chronicle if I did not at least mention the other theories.

A few claim that Ashi succeeded in her crazed quest and wounded or, as some claim, even killed Khorne. I should not have to provide evidence to refute such a ridiculous idea, but it appears I must.

Admittedly, ever since Ashi went north, there has been almost no Khornate activity. However, that could merely be because Khorne is exhausted from his attack on Heimgard. Or, even more likely, Khorne is embroiled in a war with the other three Chaos Gods, who are always quick to fight amongst themselves.

Others claim that Ashi is still traveling northward. They say that reality is so warped and time so fluid in the Wastes that it may take Ashi a century or longer just to find Khorne. Opinions vary on what will happen next. The most fanatical followers of Ashi Doombringer insist that she will slay all the Chaos Gods and usher in a paradise for the sufficiently devout.

Regardless of the fate of his wife, Thorfin most definitely died, and Alya definitely took over afterwards. Therefore, it is only appropriate for me to end here the chronicle of Thorfin the Holy, Thorfin of the Tree, Thorfin Three Lives, Thorfin the First, founder of Heimgard.
 
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Huh. Well, I doubt Ashi actually got so far as getting to Khorne, but I'm curious if she managed to get farther than Valkia did in legend.

And damn if Thorfin didn't die well. Here's hoping that Alaya ruled well.
 
Aftermath
Aftermath

A piece of Thorfin survived the transfer of power. Even now it looks on through Alya's eyes at Heimgard. He thinks that, on balance, things have gone quiet well since his death. Heimgard's northern coast was ravaged by the Khornates, but civilian casualties were relatively low, and much of the damage has already been repaired. His massive show of force in that last battle forced Heimgard's neighbors to reevaluate the balance of power, but Alya had enough sense to avoid terrifying the rest of the Old World. She made it clear that the effects of Yggdrasil were largely limited to Heimgard itself, so your neighbors didn't have to worry about you going on the warpath. That made them breathe easier.

Albion is coming along nicely. The clans you decided to back have been steadily and peacefully incorporating other clans that are eager to reap the benefits of friendship with Heimgard. While a few of the Albionese speak ill of Heimgard, those dissidents are drowned out by those who appreciate the wealth and technology you've brought to the island. It doesn't hurt that the Truthsayers, Giants, and the new Sky Titans all whole heartedly support Heimgard.

However, the remnant of Thorfin thinks that trouble may be brewing with those very Sky Titans. Most of them view the Old Ones with great reverence, like Hall. However, those same Titans owe their improved strength and intellect to the Great Mother who still holds a very low opinion of the Old Ones. The new Sky Titans are torn between loyalty to long-held beliefs and gratitude to the Great Mother, who has done so much for them. Meanwhile, Hall is trying to balance his time between teaching the Titans forgotten lore and his own research into High Necromancy, which consumes more and more of his time.

In Kislev, Alya is focusing on improving relations with the Ice Witches and the other followers of the Ancient Widow. She and the Tzarina Elisaveta are quietly investigating the nature of the Ancient Widow to see if they might increase her power over this world just as Thorfin did for the Ancestors. The two sister-in-laws have tied their lands together tighter than ever before, and Alya is working to incorporate Albion into what people have already begun to call the Northern Alliance.

The Empire has been rather quiet lately, with Adolphus still focusing on recovering from his shadow war with the Lahmians and massively expanding the Empire's gun industry. However, the Emperor did shock the Old World by proposing to Tsarina Elisaveta, and she shocked everyone more by accepting. They've yet to have any children, and rumor has it that they've never even slept in the same bed. Still, the marriage has given Adolphus the excuse to send builders and artisans to Kislev to greatly improve the country and win him many friends. Thorfin isn't certain, but he thinks Adolphus may be trying to forge a lasting peace with Kislev and even Heimgard, so all three countries can focus on foreign problems.

Unfortunately, there's no shortage of those.

In the Dark Lands, the last of the Chaos Dwarf strongholds fell to the Ogre's Maw Crusade, which is looking like it may in turn fall to Grom's Waagh. That blasted goblin has been far too successful for any human's comfort. In the Southlands, the Tomb King civil war ended with both Settra and king Alesandr permanently dead… supposedly. Thorfin will believe that when he sees their bodies cremated and ashes salted, mixed with molten lead, and then hurled into the deepest part of the ocean. The Arabyan civil war ended with the Sultan triumphant, but his economy now desperately needs more slaves, which can't be good for anyone. In Naggaroth, there appears to be a rough stalemate between Malekith, the Pleasure Cult, and the colonial powers, but who knows how long that will last? In the far east, there's a bloody free-for-all between the remnants of Nippon and Cathay, the surviving kingdoms of Ind, Marienburg, and the Eastern Maw Crusade, which has had far more success than its western counterpart. A few desperate souls that fled that Maw Crusade whisper that those Ogres may just succeed in devouring the whole world.

Then there are Thorfin's more personal concerns. Alya lost both her parents and inherited a war ravaged country in the same day. She's done well so far, but she's pushing herself, studying magic with Hall, learning more of war with Tabitha, and working with every other adviser. She's trying to do everything- be everything all at once. Meanwhile, Rana's trying to turn the Northern Alliance into something that will actually last,. That task and her other diplomatic duties have her racing all over the Old World putting out fires. Thorfin supposes that Astah is better off; she's kept herself entertained by heading off to Albion and building its industry up from basically nothing. Still, Thorfin worries that off on that island, Astah is growing apart from her family and her nation. Meanwhile, Thorfin's youngest children, the bastard and the god-blooded, are growing up without a parent, and no one has the time or inclination to see to them.

Then there's Ashi… Not even Thorfin knows what has happened to her. He's almost certain she's still alive, but he can't even guess at her condition. Whenever he can spare a moment from his other concerns, Thorfin turns his attention north, looking for some hint of his wife's return.

Despite all that, Thorfin is content. Thorfin united Norsca, turned its people away from Chaos, and brought his gods into the world. Then he slew the greatest Khornate army in living memory. That is impressive even by the standards of kings. Now all that remains of Thorfin will spend the rest of eternity watching over his realm, guiding his successors, and awaiting the return of his beloved. That's not perfect, but it's enough.
 
And... That's a wrap. I hope everyone enjoyed the ending. I'll be sticking around to answer a few questions if people have them, but I'm officially done with the quest.

It's been great. Thanks, everyone.

P.S. I've started a Dishonored fic. There's a link in my signature. If anyone feels like checking it out, that would be cool. [/Shameless Self-Promotion]
 
P.P.S

fasquardon asked if he could do a sequel, and I want everyone to know he has my permission.

You are all welcome to do what you like with any idea I put in the quest. Hell, I'd take it as a compliment. Although I feel I should point out that things will likely end up in different canons.
 
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And... That's a wrap. I hope everyone enjoyed the ending. I'll be sticking around to answer a few questions if people have them, but I'm officially done with the quest.

It's been great. Thanks, everyone.

P.S. I've started a Dishonored fic. There's a link in my signature. If anyone feels like checking it out, that would be cool. [/Shameless Self-Promotion]
Okkk then, first where was the dragon, second did the ancestors establish a convent with the people of Himegard, could Thorfin have learned high magic, the maw crusade why did that start?
P.P.S

Fasquadron asked if he could do a sequel, and I want everyone to know he has my permission.

You are all welcome to do what you like with any idea I put in the quest. Hell, I'd take it as a compliment. Although I feel I should point out that things will likely end up in different canons.
OOOO YAAAAAY. Thanks
 
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