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[Nakéen]

After he used his scroll, Soleus said : "Well then. I guess I don't have much left to do here, farewell Samuel. I will contact you soon. And don't hesitate to call if you need some help."

Return to my villa, bidding Samuel goodbye. Read the Excavation of Zaaerath, and try to pin point the location of the ruins on my maps.

[AoshimaMichio]

"I do not think we need torture chambers.

And in any case, I would much rather not be the imperious tyrant lord who has torture chambers, that attracts all too much of the wrong kind of attention..."

But anyway...

Let's make the fortress a flying fortress, and provide transportation in the form of personally keyed teleportation bracelets.  Also, the bracelets should actually have teleportation coordinates off the fortress which will then be 'caught' by the fortress should the visitor be authorized and lead to a separate room to authenticate the wearer, the bracelets should not leave the possession of their owner (that is, the owner can take it off, but if it's stolen, or the owner is kidnapped, the bracelet and the owner will be reunited), and also, tweak the personality of the fortress, because I'd rather be benevolent than malevolent.

Just so you know, this breaks down like this.
5. Ripping underground fortress off from mountain and throw it to the sky in permanent manner.
3. Teleportation bracelets.
4. Personality tweak. What's not to love about slightly evil house?

[TheBiggerFish]

All right, rearranging rolls to:Sky fortress
Personality
Telebracelets (Which presumably just knocks off a couple of the super-advanced security features.)

[Nakéen]

((My. And here I hoped Soleus would be the only one leisurely flying around for a moment
(!!!)
I got a great idea. He needs butlers and maids for his villa.))

[TheBiggerFish]

((He can have 'leisurely', I'm going for 'grandiose'.))

[Atian the Elephantman God]

"AHHHHH MY KNEE!"

Cast "Heal" on my knee

[Ozarck]

((I'm in for a rough ride for a while here, looks like. Seven dice with marginal success at best, and floating annoyances to boot. Plus, I'm still mad that that spell broke a die. I am still guessing it was a "don't cross the streams' incident.))

Dominic spends the turn yelling and swatting at the stinking dungpated gagglings bothering him. If he catches any, he will attempt to determine if tey pop harmlessly like bubbles are supposed to, by wringing their little, awful necks, if they have any, or bashing their lopsided, cretinous faces against the ground. If there is any.

[AoshimaMichio]

((Let's not go with the energy beam then, knowing magic, Tec will turns into an unstable fusion reactor on the verge of collapsing))

"That's perfect ! Hey Samuel, it seems your glass orb filled your cage."

After he used his scroll, Soleus said : "Well then. I guess I don't have much left to do here, farewell Samuel. I will contact you soon. And don't hesitate to call if you need some help."

Return to my villa, bidding Samuel goodbye. Read the Excavation of Zaaerath, and try to pin point the location of the ruins on my maps.

Getting back up into your villa is nothing sort of challenge. You fall off the platform FIVE TIMES, thankfully on rather low altitudes because the platform doesn't seem to have any call back features. That thing needs some serious work.

[1] You skim repeatedly through the book trying to find where it mentions its exact location, but fail to find any. Considering some things mentioned in the book you are willing to consider plenty of embellishment has been applied on the story. It may even be work of fantasy based on somewhat realistic locations. I mean, come on! How could bunch of mages keep a city functional and profitable for centuries without incidents!? Even with Dice of Order that's a rather tall tale, and you have first hand experience how badly one spell can fuck you over! Samuel may have seen what he wanted to see in this one.

"I do not think we need torture chambers.

And in any case, I would much rather not be the imperious tyrant lord who has torture chambers, that attracts all too much of the wrong kind of attention..."

But anyway...

Let's make the fortress a flying fortress, and provide transportation in the form of personally keyed teleportation bracelets.  Also, the bracelets should actually have teleportation coordinates off the fortress which will then be 'caught' by the fortress should the visitor be authorized and lead to a separate room to authenticate the wearer, the bracelets should not leave the possession of their owner (that is, the owner can take it off, but if it's stolen, or the owner is kidnapped, the bracelet and the owner will be reunited), and also, tweak the personality of the fortress, because I'd rather be benevolent than malevolent.

All right, rearranging rolls to:Sky fortress
Personality
Telebracelets (Which presumably just knocks off a couple of the super-advanced security features.)

"Oh, come on. Even you need to relax sometimes. Regardless how benevolent you may want to be, the fact is that you being a mage will gather wrong kind attention anyways. You will gather enemies and hunters who will come after your head inevitably. If you aren't willing to flat out slaughter them on sight, then you need at least prison to keep them in after capturing them. And you need to extract information of where their base is so you can launch a counter assault and eliminate them out of existance at once."

5. Effects of the spell are very easily detected. Ground shakes so strongly that your legs give up. Thankfully the gargoyle avatar catches you on mid fall preventing any possible damage. The fortress plunges up to sky pressing you and all inhabitants on the floor for few painful seconds.
"Haha! And here I was thinking of expansion to deeper into mountain. Guess we will be flying around instead of digging deeper! By the way, did you know you have number of skeletons buried in solid stone here? In funny positions? Wonder how they ended up there. I think they'll make fine statues..."

3. "Tsk. Forcibly tweaking my personality? That's rather nasty thing to do, you know? Fine, fine! No torture chambers or skeleton statues. But prison cells are must. Security is of utmost importance!"

4. A rather plain leather bracelet appears on your left wrist. It's only decoration is image of mountain and tower painted on with yellow dye. It feeds its basic usage instructions directly into your mind. Touch the painted image and you will be teleported either to main gates or on ground directly below the fortress depending where you are. Taking it off and leaving more than four meters away will cause it to snap back into your wrist.

Look around for a beautiful lady seemingly in distress send mother the base message of someone is coming over and be careful also try to communicate as best as possible I'm at a party.

You send following concepts over: Other, Travel, Mother, Exchange. and Now/Present, Happy/Satisfied, Pack/Flock, Alcohol. Whatever mommy makes out of that is probably now clear because she sends request Details.

[2] No beautiful ladies in distress here. It's a party. Happy times. Not all of them are even beautiful. Almost all are a bit tipsy now.

"Ah, yes. Thanks for reminding me."

Use a scroll to teleport the orb to... Tenhe, cage and all. Resolve to check back on it later, somehow.

(5) The orb and its prison disappear just as it starts growing again. Someone is in for bad suprise, you think.

The giant treasure boxes shrink back into their original size. It seems that even their weight increased proportionally because they leave noticeable indent into ground.

"AHHHHH MY KNEE!"

Cast "Heal" on my knee

5. New pink skin grows rapidly on your knee covering exposed flesh and kneecap. Pain recedes and it looks good as new. That reminds you about the hole on your right arm. Probably should fix that too. Maybe after this volley.

[4,2,4,5,2] That's two bolts you couldn't avoid. One strikes your right bicep tearing another big bleeding hole. Second bolt pierces through your right calf making you fall over. It's now twenty man peppering you with bolts.

Geez, they surely are giving you stuff, but this is not what you meant with a tribute!

((I'm in for a rough ride for a while here, looks like. Seven dice with marginal success at best, and floating annoyances to boot. Plus, I'm still mad that that spell broke a die. I am still guessing it was a "don't cross the streams' incident.))

Dominic spends the turn yelling and swatting at the stinking dungpated gagglings bothering him. If he catches any, he will attempt to determine if tey pop harmlessly like bubbles are supposed to, by wringing their little, awful necks, if they have any, or bashing their lopsided, cretinous faces against the ground. If there is any.

[6-1] Ah! Bastards think you are helpless now that you are blind and grow lazy with dodging! Using their voices to locate them you grab them both firmly. They feel quite fleshy, actually, squirming and screaming in your grip, trying to bite you fingers. Wringing their necks is hard when you have both hands full, so you resort bashing their heads together. Repeatedly. Many times. When they finally fall silent your fingers are coated with some liquid and jelly like mass. The stuff is bleeding between your fingers too. Ugh.

Well, that's that. And look at that! Or rather, feel this: It feels like medium class earthquake and sounds like million boulders splitting in half, but ends all too quickly. Something's up and you can't see a thing!

Spoiler: AbstractTraitorHero - Cameron Michaelis (click to show/hide)

Future Wild Magic (9): 1 2 3 1 6 1 6 3 1
Body:
Echantments:
  Aura of strength
  Magiphone with mommy
Artifacts of power:
  Locket of Subjective Truth
House:
Followers:
Other:
  -Basic travel gear
  -Woodcutters axe
  -Two big kithcen knives
  -Some food
  Some jewelry 
  Dressed for party
  In coastal city
    Cover story provided
    Escort of Eleanora Beaumann
    Party   

Spoiler: Atian the Elephantman God - "Drunken Elephant" (click to show/hide)

Future Wild Magic (9): 2 4 5 3 6 3 4 3 3
Body:
  Head of elephant
    Tusks: Cracked, but fixed on surface
    Pink head
  Right forearm: Bleeding hole
  Right bicep: Bolt stuck on
  Right calf: Pierced
Echantments:
  Brother-in-arms: Dominic Calhoun
Artifacts of power:
House:
Followers:
Other: 
  Huge barrel
    Two arms and lots of small legs
    Empty
    Has hole near bottom
    Protection from harm

Spoiler: Nakéen - Soleus Arendar (click to show/hide)

Future Wild Magic (9): 1 4 5 6 2 6 5 2 1
Body:
  Muddy
  Mane
Echantments:
  Magical video conference between Arken Frost, Samuel Marr and Soleus Arendar
Artifacts of power:
  Eye of Forbidden Sight
Flying villa:
  Expanded land
  Controlled by magical orbs
  Holographic command room
  Fully shieded with forcefield
    Protects from: physical forces, repel
  Unsteady small elevating platform
Followers:
  Magical mail order wife: Anna
    Damn perfect
    Golden wedding ring
    Traces of violence on throat
    Nature of self
  Steel golem: Tec.
    Skeletal structure
    Wings
    First Commandment: Protect Anna
Other:
  Aspiring educator
  Golden wedding ring
  Memories stolen 
  Book: Excavation of Zaaerath

Spoiler: Ozarck - Dominic Calhoun (click to show/hide)

Future Wild Magic (9): 1 3 2 1 3 3 3 4 3
Body:
  Long ears with tuft
  Eyes popped: Blind
Echantments:
  Protection from Giant Orange Juice Barrel
  Communicate with Giant Orange Juice Barrel
  Reflect Spell
Artifacts of power:
The camp:
  Food reserves: sausages and cinnamon rolls
  Grotesque statue of dead mage
    Carved poem of "Wild Magic"
  Wooden bone throne
    Bejeweled golden goblet
  One step ladder
Followers:
Other:
  Long drinking straw: Blocked
  Scale mail pants (appearance only)
  "Wild Magic for Dummies" pamphlet

Spoiler: Whisperling - Samuel Marr (click to show/hide)

Future Wild Magic (12): 3 6 1 1 6 3 6 1 4 1 1 2
Body:
  Sand in pants
  Coated in blood and ink
Echantments:
  Magical video conference between Arken Frost, Samuel Marr and Soleus Arendar
Artifacts of power:
  Whispering Staff of Earth (1d4+2)
  5 Balanced spell scrolls
  Calin's Shredder
  Heartbane
  Scroll of Healing [6]
  Scroll of Teleporting [5]
  Potion of Firebreath [6]
Tent in Tenhe:
  Ward of Ignorance
Ancient tower:
  Something's missing
  Reinforced impenetrable stone dome
    Hidden gate
    Grid of miniature suns
  Simple boulder sentinel
  Few simple golems
  Siege engines
  Silly face carriage
  Ermonous animated granite statue of Samuel Marr
  Granite statue: This is a ermonous granite statue. All craftsmanship is of the highest quality. It's encrusted with diamond, ruby, quarz and gold. On the item is an image of Calin the Crime Lord. Calin is missing arm. Calin is crying. This artwork relates to thievery of Calin's Shredder and subseguent mutilation of Calin.
  Mystery plant in iron and fire cage
  Ward of Ignorance: Dome undetectable to Calin and those who associate with him
  The Forest: Now Ashlands
  Ashlands: Two huge broken stone arms
  Ashlands: Forest gone
  Ashlands: Skeletal stone golem
Followers:
Other:
  Lots of maps
  Few empty paper sheets
  Owner of Calin's severed arm
  Book: Autobiography of The Most Glorious King Cotlal the First
  Pair of sandstone cubes
  9 treasure boxes

Spoiler: TheBiggerFish - Arken Frost (click to show/hide)

Future Wild Magic (8): 3 5 2 4 3 6 6 3
Body:
  Bitten by feather hat
  Scales on back of hands
Echantments:
  Magical video conference between Arken Frost, Samuel Marr and Soleus Arendar
  Ageless
  Immortal
Artifacts of power:
  Staff of Generic Crafting [2d3]
  Slippery scrying orb
  Personal teleportation bracelet
The Fortress:
  Flying
  Reconstructed
  Intelligent
    Self-replenishing
    Self-modifying
    Overtly helpful
    Gargoyle avatar
  Throne room
    Ornate skylight
  Inhabitants: 20
    New species
    Not so polite
    Personal teleportation bracelets
  Mage's workshop
    Self-replenishing
    Containment circle
    Dispel array
Followers:
  New species: Laudata
    Firstborn
    Minor arachnophobia
    5 giant demon wolf golems
    Personal teleportation bracelet
  Swarm of stone spider golems
Other:
  Well prepared for travel 
  Quest for godhood: In progress
  Small Favours
  Glimpse of magic
  Pair of lead chunks
  Funny wooden wheel
  Perfectly generic ladle
  Copper bowl for scrying orb

[TheBiggerFish]

"Yes, there should be prison cells.  Don't go overboard though.

I can get you a materials acquisition spell.  Don't use it anywhere near populated areas without the permission of authorities unless the authorities in question are actively trying to attack us.

Tell me about those skeletons.  Is there anything else hidden in the rock?"

Summon a d20.  Then, install a precision mining/excavation tool, something sort of like a tractor beam, that the fortress can use to gather new materials.

[AbstractTraitorHero]

Send the idea of mother strengthen connection so I can easily give details.

[Whisperling]

Teleport myself directly into my tower using an actual spell (not a scroll).

[Atian the Elephantman God]

"STOP SHOOTING!"

cast "Fall Archers" makes all archers on the wall fall off!

[Nakéen]

"I should really do something about that platform later..."

After returning in his villa, Soleus looks at the next Dice of Order. A simple and clean [1]. He feels fear, after finally finding respite and returning to his home, he is terrified about losing everything -or more- again.

He is sitting in a comfortable sofa, frustrated over the joke that is that book. Whoever wrote it must have been a highly disillusioned person. Or someone not knowing anything about magic.
The "Wild" in Wild Magic isn't there for kicks and giggles. There is no possible way to convince the force known as magic not to screw everything over.

"What should I do. I lack so much informations..."

He glances again at the dice.
"Mmh. It seems every time my future dice was a [1], something really bad was summoned or incarnated. What if..."

A terrible idea dawns upon Soleus. First he writes his last will, just in case, giving everything to Anna in case of his death.

Then he storms out of the villa, explicitly telling Anna to shut herself in the command room. Keep Tec at medium distance, but not too close.

Grabbing the Dice firmly, I throw it on the ground in front of me, shouting "SUMMON AN EMBODIMENT OF MAGIC THAT WILL ANSWER MY QUESTIONS !"

[Ozarck]

blind? damn it, I didn't realise he physically put out Dominic's eyes.

now how am I supposed to tell which die I am on? All I remember is 1, 2 or 3, 2 or 3, 2 or 3 ... do I have special mage memory to recall at least what the dice were before I was blinded?

"Fucking hell. If a one on fairy bubbles was that horrible, why would any mage cast any spell at a one? Well, I guess I am about to find out. and die."
Dominic forlornly wipes his hands on the ground, and casts Summon Flute.

[AoshimaMichio]

"Yes, there should be prison cells.  Don't go overboard though.

I can get you a materials acquisition spell.  Don't use it anywhere near populated areas without the permission of authorities unless the authorities in question are actively trying to attack us.

Tell me about those skeletons.  Is there anything else hidden in the rock?"

Summon a d20.  Then, install a precision mining/excavation tool, something sort of like a tractor beam, that the fortress can use to gather new materials.

"All four of them have short stature and broad make up to the point it appears to be hereditary feature. They are close to each other in peculiarly similar poses. Horizontal, chest down, one leg behind in angle that wouldn't be comfortable, another bent under body as if to kick body up, one palm on same level as the bent leg, another reaching forward fingers wide, skull facing forward with jaw open. Actually I'll just show you."

Bunch of stone rises from ground and takes form of skeleton in mentioned posture. Looking it closely it almost looks like if it had fallen on its knees and arms, one leg pulled behind, screaming for help. It's easy to imaginea scene where one would end up in this position. A monster catching your leg and dragging backwards, you screaming for help and reaching for someone ahead of you. How did those skeletons end up into stone? Smell of mystery is strong in this one.

"Nothing else is particularly weird. Unless you count series of copper pipes leading into almost every room?"


3. You summon a loaded d6. Good enough.

5. Precision mining beam materializes somewhere underside of the fortress. "Oh, ooh, that's nice! I can harvest your enemies with this!"

"By the way, it sounds like someone is looking for you. Keeps yelling 'My lord, my lord!'. Should I keep her away?"

Send the idea of mother strengthen connection so I can easily give details.

Danger. Cube. is her response. If you recall it right, mommy kept one Die of Order for herself, and judging by the response she's in same situation as you are. Bad magic up.

Teleport myself directly into my tower using an actual spell (not a scroll).

3. It's less teleportation and more of turning you into ethreal form and dragging you through the wall. You rematerialize inside your yard, shaking and feeling sick. As you stand up you find that part of your robe is stuck inside the wall.

"STOP SHOOTING!"

cast "Fall Archers" makes all archers on the wall fall off!

2. Wind throws dust on your face.

Another volley of bolts come. These marksmen are clearly well trained to be able to shoot so fast. Let's see, nine bolts are about to hit you. Being prone and having an arrow in your arm and leg makes it hard to dodge.
[4-1, 4-1, 3-1, 4-1, 6-1, 4-1, 4-1, 2-1, 2-1] That's one good dodge, five partial dodges, one failure and two real bad ones.  So one scaping hit on left thigh causing bleeding, two cuts more on right calf, two skin cutting on right upper arm, one goes through your left lung and then two bad ones are really bad ones. One cuts your aortic arch open which causes massive internal bleeding squiring your life blood both inside and out of the wound, another tears subclavian artery on right side.

So the end result of your quest to get tribute and worshippers is that you are contributing lots of blood to dye the road red. Trained detachment of crossbowmen are bitch to deal with.

Final endurance roll: [5] Oh wow, you may get your revenge after all. You get one opportunity for magic. One. Subject to focus roll with -1 penalty. Having all these arrows stuck in you makes them hard to ignore. It really should be -2 thanks to notable blood loss you are suffering right now, but that endurance roll 5 is good enough.

"I should really do something about that platform later..."

After returning in his villa, Soleus looks at the next Dice of Order. A simple and clean [1]. He feels fear, after finally finding respite and returning to his home, he is terrified about losing everything -or more- again.

He is sitting in a comfortable sofa, frustrated over the joke that is that book. Whoever wrote it must have been a highly disillusioned person. Or someone not knowing anything about magic.
The "Wild" in Wild Magic isn't there for kicks and giggles. There is no possible way to convince the force known as magic not to screw everything over.

"What should I do. I lack so much informations..."

He glances again at the dice.
"Mmh. It seems every time my future dice was a [1], something really bad was summoned or incarnated. What if..."

A terrible idea dawns upon Soleus. First he writes his last will, just in case, giving everything to Anna in case of his death.

Then he storms out of the villa, explicitly telling Anna to shut herself in the command room. Keep Tec at medium distance, but not too close.

Grabbing the Dice firmly, I throw it on the ground in front of me, shouting "SUMMON AN EMBODIMENT OF MAGIC THAT WILL ANSWER MY QUESTIONS !"

You really want to die, don't you?

I have this simple classification system for spells, scaling from one to eight. Class 1 is what you lot have been casting mostly. Simple spells. Class 8 is where fundamental rules of reality are changed. Two highest levels cannot be archieved currently, and this spell actually ranks on class 7. And that's if you had magic roll 5 or 6. But you have 1. What I'm going to do? I didn't expect this kind of spell with this kind of roll. I probably should just outright rip your soul out. And Anna's. And probably do same for everyone in the entire continent too. Which also includes all players.

It's also midnight here. I'm gonna sleep over this and think about it more tomorrow. I'll give you opportunity to do same.