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To arms! Death to all friends of nature!

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Indifferent

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Let peace return, we've humiliated them enough.

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Total Members Voted: 48

[DreamerGhost]

Now only to wait until next battle.

[draeath]

It seems Arcvasti wasn't enough... they want more, and they brought their "friend" to secure it!

[Arcvasti]

Spoiler: A Congress Beneath (click to show/hide)

In a place most aptly described as a prison, death is a matter of some debate. Further description would only be futile. I really don't know how to start. A cave? A vault? The darkness between the stars? Or maybe my hourglass has just been put in a bag. In any case, it was dark. And full. Best not to dwell on what it was full of.

A voice speaks. A familiar voice. But there is no one to hear it. But if anyone DID hear it, they would have heard something along the lines of "Well? Are You happy now? Breaking a Conjoiner of Ours? Who does THAT serve?"

There is silence. In fact, there has probably ALWAYS been silence here. To suggest that a voice answered the prior voice [That no one heard] with the words "He is dead. It is Our right. They have forgotten why they fear the night. Reducation is key." would be rather unscientific, as it had previously established that there was nothing here that could speak.

The first voice answered: "We were so close. Can't You FEEL it? This is more influence then We've had in a long time. All thanks to him. And then You go and throw him away with what We gained through him."

The second voice replied, somewhat petulantly: "Was Ours first. Besides. Wasn't so much throwing as grabbing."

"You don't seem to understand. This could be Our way out. The Conjoiner was just the catalyst. One of the Voidmasters is de jure leader there. They've uncovered the Caverns. And, but for Your interference, they might have started making Pacts with Us through the Dark Altar. We are ALMOST THERE. All We needed was a little SHOVE."

"Fine. We'll put him back if it makes You happy."

"Its too late now. The body is consecrated. But You CAN do something to redeem Yourself. Step through."

"Do You really think that's possible?"

"Why not? You did that when You grabbed what was left of the Conjoiner. Why not go all the way through?"

"Yes. We think We could. So many artifacts in one place. More then We've ever dared to create before. They stretch the Barrier THIN. We could rip through eventually. But why do WE obey You?"

Had there been a medium for it to be perceived through, something very physical would have been seen.

"WE are not weakened from tearing open the Barrier for soul theft. You will go through. Willingly or not, in pieces or whole. You decide."

Very well. We will go through.

Had one possessed a certain sensitivity, one would have felt a feeling similar to a toothache. If one were knowledgeable, one would have recognized it as a tearing of something woven very well.

"Oh, and Adil?"

"Yes?"

"Don't kill TOO many of them. I don't think even You are stupid enough to break the only crowbar we have for prying open the Barrier. Is that understood?"

"Yes."

Something shattered. And then there was one where there had been two.

[Splint]

Spoiler: A Congress Beneath (click to show/hide)

In a place most aptly described as a prison, death is a matter of some debate. Further description would only be futile. I really don't know how to start. A cave? A vault? The darkness between the stars? Or maybe my hourglass has just been put in a bag. In any case, it was dark. And full. Best not to dwell on what it was full of.

A voice speaks. A familiar voice. But there is no one to hear it. But if anyone DID hear it, they would have heard something along the lines of "Well? Are You happy now? Breaking a Conjoiner of Ours? Who does THAT serve?"

There is silence. In fact, there has probably ALWAYS been silence here. To suggest that a voice answered the prior voice [That no one heard] with the words "He is dead. It is Our right. They have forgotten why they fear the night. Reducation is key." would be rather unscientific, as it had previously established that there was nothing here that could speak.

The first voice answered: "We were so close. Can't You FEEL it? This is more influence then We've had in a long time. All thanks to him. And then You go and throw him away with what We gained through him."

The second voice replied, somewhat petulantly: "Was Ours first. Besides. Wasn't so much throwing as grabbing."

"You don't seem to understand. This could be Our way out. The Conjoiner was just the catalyst. One of the Voidmasters is de jure leader there. They've uncovered the Caverns. And, but for Your interference, they might have started making Pacts with Us through the Dark Altar. We are ALMOST THERE. All We needed was a little SHOVE."

"Fine. We'll put him back if it makes You happy."

"Its too late now. The body is consecrated. But You CAN do something to redeem Yourself. Step through."

"Do You really think that's possible?"

"Why not? You did that when You grabbed what was left of the Conjoiner. Why not go all the way through?"

"Yes. We think We could. So many artifacts in one place. More then We've ever dared to create before. They stretch the Barrier THIN. We could rip through eventually. But why do WE obey You?"

Had there been a medium for it to be perceived through, something very physical would have been seen.

"WE are not weakened from tearing open the Barrier for soul theft. You will go through. Willingly or not, in pieces or whole. You decide."

Very well. We will go through.

Had one possessed a certain sensitivity, one would have felt a feeling similar to a toothache. If one were knowledgeable, one would have recognized it as a tearing of something woven very well.

"Oh, and Adil?"

"Yes?"

"Don't kill TOO many of them. I don't think even You are stupid enough to break the only crowbar we have for prying open the Barrier. Is that understood?"

"Yes."

Something shattered. And then there was one where there had been two.

Well. This shit just got super weird and/or grim I see.

[draeath]

Nice! Did I help inspire that, or was that just an amusing coincidence?

Spoiler: request for splint (click to show/hide)

Splint, when you get a chance, can you post up my vitals for context? I'd like to try something creative. I'm not even sure what media yet but... something will come I'm sure, and I'd like to avoid incompatibilities.

[Splint]

Nice! Did I help inspire that, or was that just an amusing coincidence?

Spoiler: request for splint (click to show/hide)

Splint, when you get a chance, can you post up my vitals for context? I'd like to try something creative. I'm not even sure what media yet but... something will come I'm sure, and I'd like to avoid incompatibilities.

Sure thing man, here ya go. Didn't know you weren't a guy, so... Kinda dropped the ball on that bit, sorry.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Sounds like the sort of fleshy FB a speardwarf would be good at killing. And we'd get a lot of meat and bone that way too, if we can get it to the butchery in time.

Unless you wanna end up like Arcvasti and Mr Frog I wouldn't recommend volunteering to fight that thing. Your squad is painfully underskilled, which means that thing has potential to tear you all to shreds instead of the other way around.

[DreamerGhost]

Would a certain stonemancer be skilled enough to do battle with the beast? Not much to do until platinum statues are procured anyways.

[Splint]

Would a certain stonemancer be skilled enough to do battle with the beast? Not much to do until platinum statues are procured anyways.

Not really. None of the sorcerers have staves or magic missiles to use to fight it with, which means they'd only be slightly less difficult to kill than one of Tirion's recruits (or at least Khaziraad would anyway since he has his stoneskin ability.)

[DreamerGhost]

Damn the laws of quadrati  wizardry, low levels are such a pain without meathsields.

[Splint]

It's not so much a lack of numbers as it is simply we don't have any weapons they know how to use effectively or ammo for them. I'd be happy to send you down with Splint to soften that bitch up with a staff if we had the means to make one and steel to spare. Doesn't matter though; we can't reach t and thus can't kill it. It's content to just lounge about in the lake.

In other news, a dwarf has gone missing and I have no idea where he was.

[DreamerGhost]

Arcvasti is trying to get back to life by posessing and sacrificing other dwarves to his dark gods. Alternatively, fortress guard are dealing with anyone who as much as  cougs in the way you instructed previously.

[Tirion]

Do we have any forest spiders, or similar webbers? We could prepare a webbed cagetrap corridor for the beast.

[Splint]

Do we have any forest spiders, or similar webbers? We could prepare a webbed cagetrap corridor for the beast.

No, unfortunately. And I dunno what air school mages need to be made. not that it matters. Damned thing wandered into an unexplored part of the caverns.

[Splint]

8th Opal, 143

It's done. For that creepy little fuck anyway. The monster is refusing to come onto the cavern shores where I can get at it, so I need to wait for a report of it doing so to take it out. Anyways, good news journal! One of the bowdwarves has been elected to the mayoral seat! No more freakish little mushroom man in charge!

Oh, and Deadeye started acting funny, screaming about hearing Rulush and needing to make something for him or some other nonsensical crap like that. And speaking of Rulush, I found out Tenderroast adopted that asp Erib bought a while back! Didn't even know the guy liked snakes.

Also saw a mandate expressly forbidding fishing until the merchants leave. Apparently Erib and Rakust aren't taking any chances with the disease.

19th Opal, 143

The merchants are finally gone and took their meningitis with them. Good riddance.

23rd Opal, 143





Dumed finished that thing he was working on. Sandstone journal. Rakust went and got permission for it to be placed in the dining hall with the majority of the other artifacts.

27th Opal, 143



Was talking with the guard captain today and found out we have a fisherdwarf MIA. Nobody knows where he was at the time when he disappeared, and this is concerning.

5th Obsidian, 143

The Paints are officially on permanent cavern defense detail, and started this out with killing the last of the tribals! Good for them!

6th Obsidian, 143





Saw Khaziraad doing some funny magic shit with a changeling we bought a while back: He turned into a godsdamned basilisk! Shame he used the breeder for that though. Now we have to wait and hope someone brings one in the future to get more.

19th Obsidian, 143



Two things of note today dear papery friend: Drow caravan is here (which hopefully means stuff for us to kill!) And someone managed to figure out Arcvasti's old scribblings! Might be able to get some shit down for the mages with this alchemy lab, whatever the hell that is.

20th Obsidian, 143

-AN AMBUSH! CURSE THEM!-




Alright, so I decided to do another lil baby update for you guys. As you can see, not a whole hell of a lot happened. HOWEVER! We are getting a visit from our good friends the snowmen! They didn't last long, partly because some were injured on the traps amazingly enough. Good to see someone finally come at us after a bunch of nothing. I can only hope we get a siege soon though.

Anyways, I hope this isn't too great an eyesore of an update. Enjoy!

[draeath]

Sure thing man, here ya go. Didn't know you weren't a guy, so... Kinda dropped the ball on that bit, sorry.

Hey, no worries. Not only do I typically roll with female characters, if I write for this thread it's likely to be third-person. Not any trouble at all.

So... do you think that artifact is what most here would assume it is (written log etc) or a mechanical part?

I hope it's the latter, the former would be incredibly lame