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Overuse of constructs in an ancient place. I've had to be careful not to do the same in Sargava.


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I keep hoping i'll get the time and energy to update... Still hiring new staff so if things quieten down i'm hoping to re pick this up...


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Akirra wrote:

I don't think we are there quite yet. :P

I still have faith. :)

(Although the fact that Alex has not popped in to say that he is still just busy is somewhat disconcerting. I hope he is truly alright.)

I'm lurking like some helpless alien abberation, gazing in from across the stars. I'll try and give a date for a kickstart soon...


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With Kragnir conscious, i'd like to play this out. Sorry to all that I had to be botted (its unheard of for me to fail a double save like that damn it :( ) but lets see this story through to its grim end. I'll see if I can produce a 20 where it counts.

To death or glory!


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Still here... & still snowed under. If I can't get things moving this weekend I might just call time of death, which makes me very sad but work is just eating up my whole life of late. I did not anticipate the extent to which it would do so.


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Guys, sorry once more for the slowdown. I'm currently hiring another staff member and my most promising applicant is coming in for an interview tomorrow. Assuming it goes well we'll hire him which will take some pressure off me and hopefully let me catch up.


Your Humble Narrator

Guys, sorry once more for the slowdown. I'm currently hiring another staff member and my most promising applicant is coming in for an interview tomorrow. Assuming it goes well we'll hire him which will take some pressure off me and hopefully let me catch up.


Your Humble Narrator

Guys, sorry once more for the slowdown. I'm currently hiring another staff member and my most promising applicant is coming in for an interview tomorrow. Assuming it goes well we'll hire him which will take some pressure off me and hopefully let me catch up.


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Good to see your still with us.

Guys, sorry once more for the slowdown. I'm currently hiring another staff member and my most promising applicant is coming in for an interview tomorrow. Assuming it goes well we'll hire him which will take some pressure off me and hopefully let me catch up.


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Its an auto 5d4 damage (vs Evil) at the longest possible range with an decent radius, with the same save or suck that Blindness has spread out over several enemies.

Agreed dazzled sucks but thats on a successful save. The only thing Blindness has going for it over this spell is the Permanent duration; everything else about it blows it out of the water; including the fact it targets Reflex, has a better range, hits multiple targets as opposed to a single one, has a secondary rider effect rather than all-or-nothing and deals burning hands equivalent auto damage against Evil (in a better shape)...

You can keep it for now but i'll have to think about it. I simply don't have the time to review every spell (one of the many reasons I don't permit UC/UM) so sometimes one like this will really surprise me :).


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DM Alexander Kilcoyne wrote:
Did Telurion have that spell when he joined? Didn't think Champions of Purity was out then. I may have to ask you to change it after the battle. That spell is crazy powerful for level 2.

Still want this addressed Telurion.

Sorry all for the huge delay in updating. Got really sucked into a cycle of work, sleep, eat, repeat and the games needing updating required more brain power than I could honestly muster the last couple of weeks. Hope everyone can bear with me as pacing should be better again now things are calming down.


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DM Screen:

Arachiel: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Durin: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15
Kirilarien: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (3) + 13 = 16
Telurion: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (20) - 1 = 19
Marcus: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12
Lara: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28
Barak: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (20) + 15 = 35 +2 in Desert (Favoured Terrain)

Marcus:

You recognise these Undead as a type known as Cadavers 1d5 ⇒ 21d5 ⇒ 5. In addition to being resistant to all but bludgeoning weaponry, they have an uncanny ability to fake their own demise. Once they fall, they typically regenerate any damage not dealt by magical weapons or spells, until they are ready to fight once more. If destroyed by channeled energy, they cannot reanimate; and a Bless spell delays the regeneration. Entire villages without a cleric or access to magical weaponry have been slain by seemingly unkillable, relentless herds of these creatures. In actual combat though, they are little more potent than a normal zombie.

In addition, your aware that their claws can transmit Filth Fever.

Waves of Doom Redux

Round 2-

Ordered Initiative-

Kirilarien- 21
Barak- 19
Telurion- 19
Undead- 17
Dwarven Force- 12
Lara- 10

Readied Action-

Durin (strike within range)

Delay-
Arachiel
Marcus

Active Effects-

Enlarge Person on Durin (7 rounds left)
Bless on the defenders (6 rounds left)
Shield on Telurion (7 rounds left)
Haste on party + Fenris (6 rounds left at init 10)

Map-

Link (Round 2)

Notes-

Round Actions-

At the END of your round's actions ONLY, please view your spoiler.

Barak:

You spot at the very edge of the light, shadowy figures moving around the mound, attempting to remain hidden. It looks like they are angling to get to the excavation site. Your exceptionally keen eyes note that there are three figures; two of them flanking a tall, central one protectively. From the way they are moving with purpose, you suspect sentience in their movements.

Lara:

You spot at the very edge of the light, shadowy figures moving around the mound on the northern edge, attempting to remain hidden. It looks like they are angling to get to the excavation site.

With the Undead rapidly approaching, Barak and Telurion were the last to put up further resistance before the melee began once more...

Barak and Telurion are up.


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Opening the door, the group gathered around to look in at the strange, fairly small room within. Entirely metal cast, the cold and alien looking room seemed to be home to two metal tanks full of water, with an open window at the very top of the devices; with a chair affixed between the two devices. These devices seemed to lead to a large, block-like metal device in the corner of the room; which itself was slightly cylindrical in shape and seemed to have a small chute feeding into it from the top. This in turn was also connected to another metal device; akin to a large bathtub and containing water. This water seemed to, somehow, be holding an image- likely a map although it wasn't easy to tell from here. The water was clearly depicting geography of some kind; and littered across the green and brown segments which must surely represent land, bright beacons of light seemed to glisten like stars. On the same bathtub-like device, several levers were affixed to the end closest to the chair. In addition, a single lever of solid metal was affixed close to the door.

Akirra please make a will save.

Map Update


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Lord-Captain Silas Tyr wrote:

"My thoughts exactly, governor. Perhaps we can discuss more on the subject in a more private surrounding."

"Oh and your speech was inspiring, governor."

"Come now, we have nothing to hide here in my palace!"

Kapak did not look impressed at Silas hastily excusing himself to chat on his microbead and raised an eyebrow at the man's crew.


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Things began to calm down at work for good now I believe. I'll be maintaining a more steady pace now I believe. Hope I haven't lost anyone!


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The dance was a little lacklustre of an affair despite the fine music and enthusiasm from the middle nobility in particular. The words of House Tyr and the various high-ranking dignitaries, in particular the tenseness now surrounding General Remi Dante and Commander Reynolds was palpable.

Finding himself to be actually quite engaged in the dancing, Trien actually began to have quite a good time. He was, for a brief time, the centre of attention on the dance floor and his mask certainly helped to make him a subject of curiosity as older dignitaries and their wifes sent their daughters to dance with the agile stranger and ascertain just who the man behind the mask was.

Inevitably though, the tension in the room with the clear political conflict and impending invasion, took its toll on morale. The dancing died down, a short time after most of the important nobility and senior officers had already left; first amongst them Dante himself, and Tech-Priest Hadron Shard.

Commander Orran Reynolds approached McKie, apparently having carefully chosen a moment where he could speak to him alone. Reynolds was a man in his autumn years, well into his fifties at least. He had spoken very little in the entire event and even now he spoke quietly and in a taciturn manner, although not without authority.

Commander McKie. The General and I would like to invite you and Varius Kavro to tour the Bulwark. Will you attend us? The shuttle is due to leave... presently.

Easy Scrutiny Test (+30):

The man expressed "you" and "Varius Kavro" quite specifically. While it was unspoken, it was obvious that bringing anybody else along would further damage relations with the General.

Iago may want to call Varius over etc.

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Meanwhile, Governor Kapak had found Silas Tyr and the other senior officers and the large Governor clapped Silas heartily on the back. At this point, the room was sparse enough that the Governor could speak freely.

A fine show, a fine show indeed, Silas, gentlemen! I just had a most positive talk with Lady Orleans. You will no doubt have some hard bartering ahead of you with that one, but it sounds like she is amenable, even if her desires no doubt wish to weaken the Ecclesiarchy in some manner...

I kept an eye on all of you throughout the proceeds. From what I could see, it all looks like plain sailing from here- other than General Dante of course.


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Active Effects wrote:


The air in this chamber is hideously noxious. Every round a creature breathes the air in the room, it must make a DC 15 Fortitude saving throw— failure indicates the creature is nauseated for 1 round. A saving throw of a natural 1 results in 1d4 points of Constitution damage from the toxic air. This is a poison effect.

Fenna needs to pass a Fort save or her action never happens. Still need Malthir and Kalev's actions.

Hits on a 1: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Casimir stepped up and also began to fire arrows from his bow. Despite the newly gained cover from the stalactites, one of them shattered another of the, apparently arcane-gifted, Undead.

Fort save needed from Fenna. Actions + saves needed from Malthir and Kalev.


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Going to treat Kip and Kalev as on Delay, as neither have posted actions or rolled Fort saves. No soul eater in sight. I had written that in the original post, but work ate that one so I hastily redid it and missed some things.

Hits on a 1: 1d7 ⇒ 3

One of the old looking Undead's images shattered as Ricter's arrow crashed into it, the projectile falling into the pool of tar and dissolving almost instantly from the obvious, noxious heat.

Undead Image

Retaliating in kind, the Undead pulled a spell component from the pouch he wore and hurled a bead of fire at the gathered Guardians. It exploded in the midst of them, the flashy evocation spell obvious as flesh burned and sizzled.

Fireball Damage: 7d6 ⇒ (6, 3, 1, 2, 4, 3, 6) = 25

DC15 Reflex Save for 12 damage.

The spell cast, the Undead flew up to directly above the tar pool, taking cover amidst the stalactites there.

Everyone but Ricter to act.


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This games next on the update list. Sorry, finally got some time from work and then I was sick...


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My deepest apologies for the delay. No map for this encounter; its a pain to draw and i'd rather get a post in while I can...

Gathered fairly close to Kip, the Guardians advanced down the corridor of naturally formed cavern. It eventually opened out into a large chamber.

This wide chamber appears to have been naturally formed; its ceiling rises 25 feet and is festooned with stalactites. The stink of sulfur and tar are strong, as a huge lake of bubbling black tar dominates the chamber. From rock outcrops here and there on the walls bubble small springs of milky looking water. Across the chamber, a stony shelf provides purchase for a door stoop before a black wooden door swollen in its frame. The broken stumps of two support posts protrude from the rock of the shelf as well as that of the main entrance near the pool’s edge, showing where a wooden bridge once spanned the inky soup.

At the far end of the bubbling, steaming hot pool of tar, a grey-bearded zombie, clearly once an old man, stood. To be more precise, the zombie stood amongst several images of himself; clearly generated by a Mirror Image spell. His feet also appeared to be hovering slightly above ground.

Combat Name

Round 1-

Ordered Initiative-
Casimir- 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Malthir- 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (10) + 0 = 10
Fenna- 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (5) + 0 = 5
Ricter- 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
Kalev- 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18 (GM reminder- terrain bond woods: Kalev +3 init, party +2 init)
Kip- 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
Zombie- 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Kip-
Kalev-
Ricter-
Zombie-

Active Effects-

The air in this chamber is hideously noxious. Every round a creature breathes the air in the room, it must make a DC 15 Fortitude saving throw— failure indicates the creature is nauseated for 1 round. A saving throw of a natural 1 results in 1d4 points of Constitution damage from the toxic air. This is a poison effect.

Map-

Link (Basic!)

Notes-

Zombie

Map scale- 1 square is ten feet.

Action-

Kip, Kalev and Ricter are up. You've entered the map where the corridor begins to open up into the room proper.


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Can't access map (or my macro) at work. Lothar would have followed the others around upstairs.

Please move my token into melee with either spider.

Example of what I post at the start of every round-

Top of Page

Characters in italic have acted or have actions declared, those free to act are bolded and theres always a reminder on who i'm waiting to act under "Round Actions" (as well as narrative/enemy actions as appropriate in initiative).

Reg is correct though. Its all down to personal preference. The way I run games is also about saving myself time as running 4 needs to be made quite efficient in order to keep up pacing.


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I've decided to make my large updates for my games this weekend and then try and maintain pacing throughout next week. I'm just starting to come up for air at work today so I think the worst is behind me.


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I've decided to make my large updates for my games this weekend and then try and maintain pacing throughout next week. I'm just starting to come up for air at work today so I think the worst is behind me.


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I've decided to make my large updates for my games this weekend and then try and maintain pacing throughout next week. I'm just starting to come up for air at work today so I think the worst is behind me.


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I've decided to make my large updates for my games this weekend and then try and maintain pacing throughout next week. I'm just starting to come up for air at work today so I think the worst is behind me.


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I hope so too...

Will make updates this weekend. Got large ones to make to all of my games so once those are done hopefully I can keep things ticking at work.

Believe me I beat myself up over it more than enough.


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Might be the word morphed.

Edit: Nope.


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Joana wrote:

Oh, look, the DM lives. ;P

:( I can only apologise. I am so busy at work I don't even take my lunch hour... and its usually 14-15 hours a day at the moment.


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Urgh, tablet.


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I can't help but imagine a group of some worn-out, rather elderly adventurers, addicted to the effects of the Haste spell after years of over-use and performing tasks for payment in scrolls of Haste.


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It sounds like your not making any further moves on people this evening so i'll move on with a narration to the next day if you like? After the rather tense discussion at the high table, no one (important) is going to initiative any truly relevant dialogue with you anyway.


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Kirilarien began a circuit of the outer edges of the hill, taking into account the undead marching upon it. Meanwhile, Barak began another barrage of fast bolt-fire, into the advancing skeletons. His heavy bolts had little difficulty smashing apart any skeletons they met, with two bolts finding their mark.

Attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (8) + 11 = 19
Damage: 1d10 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19

Attack (Miss): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
Damage: 1d10 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12

Telurion focused some more of his magical energy and brought into being a brilliant flash of positive energy, that instantly burnt the undeath from a large group of skeletons.

Damage: 5d4 ⇒ (2, 2, 2, 4, 3) = 13

Granted an extremely enhanced range, Durin waited for the enemy to approach.

Approach, they did. The skeletons advanced rapidly, with a different kind of Undead marching behind them. Some kind of fast moving zombies perhaps, these were rotting corpses, with plenty of dead flesh upon them as they scrambled forward. This time, the Dwarven force were already equipped for melee, having witnessed the Undead's unnatural speed in the last fight. They held their weapons high, ready to roar their defiance and battle on.

Map Update

Arachiel, Marcus, Lara to act.


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Did Telurion have that spell when he joined? Didn't think Champions of Purity was out then. I may have to ask you to change it after the battle. That spell is crazy powerful for level 2.


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Brutally busy with work. I've not even been at my PC today until now (and i'm now leaving)!


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James- I strongly suggest you check this out.

Link


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Telurion to act. I will bot Barak this evening.


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Moving around, Kieran carefully confirmed that the group and their strange new companion had successfully navigated the perimeter of this level of the structure. Five doors led west from the eastern corridor, with Ansha confirming that two of them led back into the plant-infested chamber.

Map Update


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Fine words continued to be traded across the table, but there was a distinct sense of "us" and "them"; with them being Commander Reynolds and General Dante, who remained very quiet and impassive, looking less and less comfortable.

Eventually, Governor Kapak steered the conversation in a different direction, to the relief of many. General Dante visibly had problems holding his tongue at Silas' last mention of "sacrifice". The dinner was magnificent and incredibly satisfying- although decadent in the extreme.

As the banquet finished, people began to mingle once more; while others took to the dance floor while a classical group of musicians played soft, slow mellow music.

The Governor's Gala-

Scene 3: The Dance

Once the last of the dancing, drinking and socialising was done in this phase, the officers of the Aeternus would have no further chance this evening to influence the powerful in Damaris. Quite the charming crew for the most part, they found themselves increasingly waylaid by petty officials and lesser men, seeking to align themselves with the flavor of the month.

Sorry for the slow reply from me. Been in a bit of a funk the past few days. Lets get some momentum back :).


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Moving out of the door, Casimir could see that the corridor likely led to a natural cavern. The corridor continually sloped around, so he could not see especially far here from the doorway. The Soul Eater was, apparently, long gone from the corridor.

Essentially you can follow it or investigate the other room through in the stone carved passage area.


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As an Outsider (Native), Telurion cannot be targeted by Enlarge Person, as it requires a Humanoid target. Same for Arachiel. I will assume you enlarge Durin.

The weary Dwarves formed up once more to the barked commands of Thane Fenris and Old Gorrak. With Durin the size of a small giant, there was a little less ground to cover and the formation looked a little more robust. Thane Fenris took a position on the east side, taking Marcus' former spot.

This time, a smaller number of skeletons approached the hill; from 4 different directions. It looked to be about 50 Undead in all, once more marching relentlessly on the hill, their bones clicking and clacking as they came on, marching into the light.

Stand firm, Dwarves. Looks like it might just be the stragglers from the last attack Thane Fenris said, a bit of hope in his voice.

Waves of Doom Redux

Round 1-

Ordered Initiative-

Initiative Rolls:

Arachiel: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15
Durin: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Kirilarien: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21
Telurion: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
Marcus: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (4) + 10 = 14
Lara: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Barak: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
Undead: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Dwarven Force: 1d20 ⇒ 12

Kirilarien- 21
Barak- 19
Telurion- 19
Durin- 18
Undead- 17
Arachiel- 15
Marcus- 14
Dwarven Force- 12
Lara- 10

Active Effects-

Enlarge Person on Durin (8 rounds left)
Bless on the defenders (7 rounds left)
Shield on Telurion (8 rounds left)

Map-

Link (Round 1)

Notes-

Telurion UMD for Wand of Shield- 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (20) + 16 = 36

Round Actions-

Those bolded are up before the attackers advance.


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You haven't discovered a full library in the structure itself yet. I said there was one below you in OOC, sorry for confusing things. Plus I was probably lying ;). But the camp itself does have some books, particularly ones you requisitioned in your research.


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Its probably not completely apparent on the map but you have another option. The corridor does extend east and then south once more; likely completing the square outer corridor that seems to encircle the rooms on this level. That is not encouragement though. Do whatever you want :).


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Many others echoed Silas Tyr's words, including Lady Orleans and Lord-Captain Locke, calling for unity and defending Irena Tyr and House Tyr's noble speech. Jeremiah Blitz looked a little unhappy but said nothing.

General Dante, red-faced from arguing and the sudden rush of peers talking and shouting him down, looked quite resentful as he eventually quietened. The General looked as much contemplative as he was angry, for a moment. The change in the air and the subtle shift in political power that had gone against him was suddenly apparent to the veteran leader.


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Dante bristled, obviously angry.

I am suggesting that those that actually have agency and an option to not die for Damaris themselves, should not speak of sacrifice. Not when all this fuss is made of much-vaunted "assistance" which appears to cost you very little. It belittles and disrespects those that will truly give their lives and their all in this conflict!


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Deceive was fine.

Silas' resounding speech was met with applause; raucous in some cases, especially further down the tables- but mostly polite applause from the higher tables. Dante and Reynolds bowed their heads for a moment, acknowledging the toast. They both applauded; albeit with unreadable expressions on their faces.

As the tables became lively again and the banquet continued, General Dante spoke; quietly enough that his voice was loosely restricted to the top table.

Note- your in fairly close quarters with each other. Don't assume any conversation can't be overheard.

His natural authority had the table mostly quiet as he spoke, in a deep, resounding voice.

Courage... the men of Damaris cannot be said to lack. For hearth and home, they will bleed and fight. But I hear the word "Sacrifice" more and more as the Orks approach. Bandied about by classical nobility, Rogue Traders, Navy Commanders.

General Dante's gaze slowly rounded the table, with a fierce glare in his one non-bionic eye.

I do not think people understand what this word entails. What will you "sacrifice" for Damaris, you who seek to command good men and women who will die for you? While my men and I sacrifice ourselves on the ground and Commander Reynolds non warp-capable system ships fight in orbit, giving our all for Damaris... You will always have the option of retreat, while the only sacrifices you make will be the lives of crewmen so meaningless to you that you won't even know the names of countless thousands; life is cheap in the Imperium. I will do all I can to stop our forces from being used as chattel and cannon fodder.

Governor Kapak was the first to protest.

General Dante, this is hardly suitable talk for the dinner table. We must show unity, not discord...

To the surprise of many at the table, Hadron Shard, sat nearby, also spoke up. The tech-priest was sat on the other side of Dante (with Commander Reynolds on the other) and heir relationship seemed amiable enough. It was unlikely their seated positions were an accident; such things were crafted with purpose and design.

Your intent; impassioned but flawed, General. Your accusations; unfair. Lady Orleans; invested heavily in Damaris future. House Tyr; many hundreds of thousand gelt- promised as investment. Your fervor; strengthens not our walls. House Tyr's coin- will serve to this purpose.

Several other individuals also seemed to be waiting for a suitable moment to have their voices heard.

But i'm pausing to allow interjection so I don't spend too much of this gala talking my various NPC's to one another.


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Enlarge Person takes a round to cast; I think this is still true when using a wand.

The slowed Soul Eater flew away to the west and south, floating down into an central alcove to the west and out of sight. The other continued its attack, again opting to attack Ricter and limit the amount of Guardians that could attack it. This time, Kalev was ready, stepping out from behind Malthir in order to strike. Between the bashing heads of the flail and Kalev's slashing polearm, the Soul Eater struggled to bring its claw to bear. This time it got past the shield wall, only for its claw to scrabble in vain against the Hellknight Plate. Another heavy blow from Ricter as it finished its dive run sent the Soul Eater crumpling to the ground, its form rapidly dissipating into nothingness.

Ricter Readied Attack (Hit): 1d20 + 17 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 17 + 1 = 32
Damage: 1d8 + 17 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 17 + 1 = 23

Kalev Weapon Damage: 1d10 ⇒ 1 21 damage

Soul Eater Attack (Miss): 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (9) + 18 = 27

Ricter AOO (Hit due to Prayer): 1d20 + 17 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 17 + 1 = 21
Damage: 1d8 + 17 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 17 + 1 = 19

Moments later, Kalev was enlarged by Kip's spell. Peering down the west alcove where the Soul Eater had disappeared revealed an open door leading to a more natural looking cavern than the stone-carved rooms of the dungeon so far- the Outsider had clearly not wanted to continue to fight while debilitated by the Slow spell. In addition to the door leading west, another door to the south-east led south.


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Lord-Captain Silas Tyr wrote:

Scrutiny TN 45; Fail 1d100

Silas notes General Dante's and Commander Reynolds' less than enthusiastic response to the speech.

He now knows what to do get them on his side.

Silas asks the governor if he could make his own speech.

"Governor, I noticed that we need to get your military establishment on our side. Allow me to reach out to them by way of a speech."

Kapak motioned for Silas to go ahead with a wave of his hand.


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Irena's stark request seemed to snap the Bishop out of his slightly confused state.

I... What? Oh no, madam, the relic must remain protected. I cannot send my custodians to the walls and leave the relic at... at the mercy of some Ork sneak attack, a heretic, or some over-zealous fanatic!

Bishop Arint's impassioned speech became a low muttering as he walked away.

If the planet falls... the Relic cannot fall too...

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The Governor's Gala-

Scene 2: The Feast

The initial phase of mingling eventually came to a close as the magnificent banquet was opened up to the guests. Nobility, officers and officials were all carefully seated according to a guest list. All of the Rogue Trader dynasties, as well as Lord-Captain Locke, General Dante, Governor Kapak and Commander Reynolds were present at the high table, while as the distance declined from that table, steadily less important officials took their seats.

Governor Kapak stood up and took a moment to address the gathered one hundred guests. It was actually quite an impressive speech.

Scrutiny +10:

Based on the pleasant and mildly surprised looks on the various noble's faces, it would seem that such an elegant speech and effort from Governor Kapak is not normal. It feels like Kapak is stepping up to his duties, perhaps after a period of decline over several years.

Good Evening, everyone. Thank you for joining me in our annual gala; and turning up in such finery despite the hasty rescheduling on my part. Despite some criticism for hosting a gala in a time where we are preparing for war... I felt it was important to honor the fine men and women of the Imperium and the Imperial Navy, who have honored us with their presence, their forces and their mighty starships. It is truly a testament to the people of this great planet of Damaris that not only our Imperial Navy garrison and old friends like Lady Orleans have committed itself to assist in the defence that is to come; but also benevolent strangers from the Blitz and Tyr dynasty. Our defence council is working tirelessly around the clock in order to prepare our forces and strategy. It is important for the people of Damaris to see that we are still going about our lives, our daily business; for if we do not seem unduly concerned by the menace approaching us, they will follow suit. Cancelling the gala would send a signal of distress and fear throughout the populace. I propose we raise a glass to both the triumphant and uplifting spirit of the people of Damaris; and to the many allies and friends that have pledged themselves to the fight.

Kapak raised a full glass of vintage wine and the room followed suit, following his toast. Kapak was not finished, though. Indeed, Kapak nodded gravely as the pitch of his voice expertly changed along with the subject matter.

While the Ork xenos is a foul threat, we are cautiously optimistic. We have the strength, the expertise and the zeal to fend off the greenskins. It will be a fierce fight- but we shall prevail and we will become stronger for it. Each of you is instrumental to the defence. Whether a sailor, an administrator, a priest, a soldier, a merchant, a captain of industry... you are all here because you embody the finest of Damaris' qualities. Unified in purpose and in spirit, we will stand as firm as our moon, the Bulwark itself. Irrepressible and resolute, our walls will hold firm, our soldiers zeal will near-match the Adeptus Astartes themselves. Damaris, will survive. Damaris, will thrive.

With a sweeping hand that encompassed the magnificent banquet laid out, Governor Kapak gave a kindly smile.

For now though... let us take a brief moment of respite and enjoy the fantastic food and beverages our efforts in the past decade have wrought. Eat, drink and be merry; for soon, Damaris will go to war.

The end of Kapak's speech was met with applause; although General Dante and Commander Reynolds made a point of making the very barest effort to contribute.

In close quarters with multiple noteworthy individuals, the opportunity for trying to win over a significant individual was limited. The merry making and close knit table was, however, a good opportunity to address multiple individuals at once; and perhaps to impress those yet to be won over with the plans House Tyr had began to put in place with regards to investing their own wealth.


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Ansha wrote:

Personally I try to avoid thinking in terms of tropes. It just seems too jaded and cynical, and it breaks immersion for me.

^^ this.

You could probably find the answer in the library though!

But its downstairs. ;).

Likelihood of ancient knowledge of a treatise somehow being found in a plant infested room... seems low.


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Throwing open the door revealed a statue-decorated, rectangular room. The ceilings matched almost every other roof you have seen in this ancient place; a little under 20 feet high; but in this case, the roof was smooth metal- like in the very first level of the structure. The room led through to a small corridor, which in turn seemed to lead to the next stairs leading down.

The floor of the chamber consisted of embossed iron. Set into the floor of the room, two tall metal poles, almost fifteen foot in length, pointed up at the ceiling, set evenly and perfectly spaced apart in the chamber. The only deviation from the symmetry of the room was the fact that the eastern edge of the room extended a little further than the west.

With the doors thrown open, an ancient contingency was triggered. A totally monotone voice emanated from the south side of the room, speaking in Azlant. It seemed to come from one of the statues on that side of the wall. These statues were depicted in greater detail than those in the corridors outside, and seemed to be more distinct and varied. Nevertheless, the theme of the statues remained unchanged, although there was clearly greater honor imparted to the individuals depicted.

Azlant:

If you are a true son or daughter of the Order of Arioch, or are accompanied by such, fully recite the 3rd Treatise of Arioch.

Knowledge Arcana DC17:

This is likely some kind of Magic Mouth spell. You correctly noted that the number of words used was exactly twenty-five; traditionally the maximum number that can be used in the glamour.

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