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Mustrum_Ridcully
Legend
"But, it was a masterful plan."*
- Grand Admiral Thrawn after he was assasinated by his former bodyguard. It aren't threatening words, or portraying great evil. But I think it are good last words for a smart villain.
Definitely my favourite Starwars villain, and one of my all-time-all-universe favourites.
*It might not be the exact quote, I only read it in German, and I don't have the book here.
- Grand Admiral Thrawn after he was assasinated by his former bodyguard. It aren't threatening words, or portraying great evil. But I think it are good last words for a smart villain.
Definitely my favourite Starwars villain, and one of my all-time-all-universe favourites.
*It might not be the exact quote, I only read it in German, and I don't have the book here.
demiurge1138
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In English it read "But, it was so artistically done."Mustrum_Ridcully said:
Demiurge out.
ShadowRaven
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of course, both the english and german versions still make for excelent last words of any villian. Though I wouldn't consider Thrawn a villian, or really even all that evil. I mean, what kind of evil villian goes, to some degree, out of their way to keep as many non-combatant people from dieing as is possible and still achieve victory?
One of my campaigns crescendo was their capture in the 2nd layer of hell, in the iron city and meeting with Dispater. The party had five members, two good and two neutral (one was actually LE, but it was a secret from the rest of the party), and one evil. Here are some excerpts from each of the individual speeches Dispater gave the party members as the others watched in silence.
Torias (NG ranger): ...for how long have you stood there, for how many years has your life been wasted? Do you even remember a time when your life was your own, when your own dreams and desires burned within you? You have been nothing but a victim of circumstance, a leaf in the wind with no will of its own. Nothing but a bystander of fate. What do you have that you can call your own? Your wealth, your power? You’ve ridden on the coattails of the powerful and strong, feeding off their drive and ambition, their very lust for life that you have long lost. Is there anything left that is Torias? You’re nothing but an accident...
Tey’lan (NG Druid): Pathetic little Tey’lan, poor little victim. That is how you prefer it though. You like being the victim, it’s so much easier that way. You never have to face yourself that way, to see the truth of who you are. It’s always someone else’s fault, never your own. You use the people you claim to love like crutches, no better then a dog you pet to make yourself feel better. All because you don’t have the ounce of courage it takes to look at yourself. He died, you killed him, because he reflected so much of you that you hate. You’re heart is every bit as selfish as his, but he had the courage and the honesty to face it. What do you have, poor little Tey’lan?
Runa (CN Rogue): Was there ever a time when you had a soul Runa? You want so much, because you have so little. You are just like your mother, but at least her corpulent body gets full at some point. You have to keep gorging yourself with things and people, feeling nothing but hunger and desperately hoping that if you stuff enough inside of yourself that maybe you’ll have a soul and that awful hollow feeling will go away. But in the end, you know that’s a lie. You’re nothing but a giant bloated leech sucking everything dry around you. Endlessly hungry, endlessly empty.
Sharantyr (LE Wizard): *a simple nod of acknowledgement, to someone on the "proper" path*
Nubin (Sorcerer, thought to be NG... actually LE & a follower of Dispater, "outed" at this encouter): ...though many may stand against you, you are not without weapons of your own. Few people understand that words can cut as sharply as any blade, and that those cuts leave scars upon their souls. Know that the greatest of words are lies hidden within truths. By means of shrewd deceits, unremittingly repeated, it is possible to make others believe that heaven is hell, and hell, heaven. The greater the untruth, the greater their belief of it. They are ready to believe, eagerly awaiting your words to suckle upon them. Their gods and faiths teach them lies; they are trained from birth to accept them. Ignorance is their happy state, their proof of obedience and faith.
Your lies will worm into their hearts. The surest way to corrupt is to instruct them to hold in higher regard those who think alike than those who think differently. All are afraid of truth, but doubts are crueler than the worst of truths. Once the barriers between truth and lies are laid to waste, doubt and uncertainty will spread as a disease. It is then that they will understand that all great truths began as blasphemies.
You’ve chosen an arduous path, one filled with tribulation and ignominy. When faced with those that wish to extinguish you, remember, it requires more courage to suffer than to die. Allow your spirit to overcome, knowing that there is neither happiness nor misery in the world; there is only the comparison of one state to another, nothing more. The depth of darkness to which you can descend and still live is an exact measure of the height to which you can aspire to reach. The greatest part of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain. Life begins on the other side of despair; personality is born of it. It is the fire hidden within the flint.
In the end, the question isn't 'who is going to let me'; it is 'who is going to stop me.'
Torias (NG ranger): ...for how long have you stood there, for how many years has your life been wasted? Do you even remember a time when your life was your own, when your own dreams and desires burned within you? You have been nothing but a victim of circumstance, a leaf in the wind with no will of its own. Nothing but a bystander of fate. What do you have that you can call your own? Your wealth, your power? You’ve ridden on the coattails of the powerful and strong, feeding off their drive and ambition, their very lust for life that you have long lost. Is there anything left that is Torias? You’re nothing but an accident...
Tey’lan (NG Druid): Pathetic little Tey’lan, poor little victim. That is how you prefer it though. You like being the victim, it’s so much easier that way. You never have to face yourself that way, to see the truth of who you are. It’s always someone else’s fault, never your own. You use the people you claim to love like crutches, no better then a dog you pet to make yourself feel better. All because you don’t have the ounce of courage it takes to look at yourself. He died, you killed him, because he reflected so much of you that you hate. You’re heart is every bit as selfish as his, but he had the courage and the honesty to face it. What do you have, poor little Tey’lan?
Runa (CN Rogue): Was there ever a time when you had a soul Runa? You want so much, because you have so little. You are just like your mother, but at least her corpulent body gets full at some point. You have to keep gorging yourself with things and people, feeling nothing but hunger and desperately hoping that if you stuff enough inside of yourself that maybe you’ll have a soul and that awful hollow feeling will go away. But in the end, you know that’s a lie. You’re nothing but a giant bloated leech sucking everything dry around you. Endlessly hungry, endlessly empty.
Sharantyr (LE Wizard): *a simple nod of acknowledgement, to someone on the "proper" path*
Nubin (Sorcerer, thought to be NG... actually LE & a follower of Dispater, "outed" at this encouter): ...though many may stand against you, you are not without weapons of your own. Few people understand that words can cut as sharply as any blade, and that those cuts leave scars upon their souls. Know that the greatest of words are lies hidden within truths. By means of shrewd deceits, unremittingly repeated, it is possible to make others believe that heaven is hell, and hell, heaven. The greater the untruth, the greater their belief of it. They are ready to believe, eagerly awaiting your words to suckle upon them. Their gods and faiths teach them lies; they are trained from birth to accept them. Ignorance is their happy state, their proof of obedience and faith.
Your lies will worm into their hearts. The surest way to corrupt is to instruct them to hold in higher regard those who think alike than those who think differently. All are afraid of truth, but doubts are crueler than the worst of truths. Once the barriers between truth and lies are laid to waste, doubt and uncertainty will spread as a disease. It is then that they will understand that all great truths began as blasphemies.
You’ve chosen an arduous path, one filled with tribulation and ignominy. When faced with those that wish to extinguish you, remember, it requires more courage to suffer than to die. Allow your spirit to overcome, knowing that there is neither happiness nor misery in the world; there is only the comparison of one state to another, nothing more. The depth of darkness to which you can descend and still live is an exact measure of the height to which you can aspire to reach. The greatest part of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain. Life begins on the other side of despair; personality is born of it. It is the fire hidden within the flint.
In the end, the question isn't 'who is going to let me'; it is 'who is going to stop me.'
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Mustrum_Ridcully
Legend
A clever one.ShadowRaven said:
Mustrum_Ridcully
Legend
Speaking of Clever ones: Arravis obviously gives his NPCs the "Monologue*" feat, which allows them to spend any amount of time required to explain his feelings, plans or speak a few insults. It's a worthwhile feat for every villain.Staffan said:
In Torg, this ability was unfortunately reserved to player characters, as they where the only ones that could play cards from the Drama Deck.
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[SBLOCK]
Monologue (General)
Prerequisites: None
Benefit:
As your first action in combat, you can take a free action to speak. Unlike usual, you may speak a abritary number of words, even if this would not reasonably fit in the time of a round.
Special: The access to this feat is restricted by your DM.
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