(IR) 4th ooc-thread of the 5th IR

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Serpenteye said:
The Erinyes floats gently up towards Iuz, her expression both searing with heat and pleasantly cool. Wrapping her arms softly around him she merges her mouth with his, and there is nothing gentle about the kiss.
When she finally pulls away she answers him "No terms, no conditions. Our only... no, our greatest desire is to see you triumphant. We expect no gratitude, all we want is that our legacy lives on so that we can trough you strike back against our foe."
"The Menace is out there, but there is yet time if you array your forces wisely. We do not know the full extent of its powers, but it has devoured planes entire. Flawed our technology might be, though trapped it is not, for in the end it failed us against the Darkness." For a moment her expression changes from sultry seduction to one of boundless hate, "Mistakes were made by our incompetent commanders that stole victory from our grasp. If not for those mistakes you would be kneeling in front of me by now... Her voice and expression once again changes like quicksilver, "Instead I am the one who will be kneeling in front of you."
"I have had many names, but now I name myself as the victory I promise you." She bends forwards for another kiss, and her clean breath caresses his face like an open furnace. "Victoria."

Her armour writhes around her and begins to pour into her skin. Even as she stands there naked before him there is not the smallest trace of vulnerability.
... ;) ... ...

IC:
Menace ... it sounds worse than Vecna, You confirmed Our thoughts. Nothing could be trusted more than such beautiful hate. Now I know why Imp and Quasit are so succesful and powerful while cooperating, wonder who caused Blood War ... and who's goals it were serving ? Maybe multiverse is fair and this entity will die miserably, or ...

*Iuz's arm wrapped around Victoria's waist gently, but forceful enough that she might feel spark of his strength. And he smirked viciously while speaking last words. He pointed out at the chamber looking like strange cross between bathroom, bedroom and laboratory of insane alchemist. And whispered hotly into her ear, with full power of feelings that she araised in him, expressed ... and deviless is sure that if his mind wouldn't be occupied, he would fly into murderous frenzy. Cambion Prince relased her, wery disliking fact that they are parted now. Furious longing and naked lust in his greedy stare.*

Wait for Us there ... We will return in moments, must attend to something.

*Victoria could spot that maimed form of Red Abishai were dragged off by grinning maniacally dretches, fighting weakly against his opressors. Iuz passed just by, walking heavily for some such small and frail looking. Dretches fled in utter terror while his uninterested glance passed by them, and stopped when he gave them unheard command. Demonlings grabbed devil and run out as if chased by devil legions. before Iuz dissapeared behind the corner, sharp hearing of Victoria could hear him murmuring to himself.*

You shot with the hooves then ... my dearest daddy, tee hee. Where those levers ?

*Inside the room are papers with blueprints scattered everywhere, Victoria could clearly see that someone was writing all over them, mostly insults towards the creator's intellect. Or praises ... under the most devastating weapons, of the most destructive potential. BUt she could clearly see that blueprints present here are ... primitive, perhaps scraps stolen by unloyal servant from public library in one of numerous cities of Baator. But cauldron made of old bronze, big enough to contain several people, was the ... bath that he intends ? Tubes with many strange liquids, visibly poorly planned, were attached here and there. Thought reached her from the cauldron, wich was filling slowly with murky liquid smelling of pain and blood.*

Patience ... must learn, patience. Join us, if You wish. Wann ... ach, drink ?

*A woman approached her and respectfully directed her towards the cauldron. Where something was lazily moving just under surface ... Deviless momentarily reckognised this presence. Iuz smiled while his head and shoulders emerged, still covered in sticky liquid. Maid or concubine waits nearby, for requests only sparing one envious and hateful glance at Eiryne's back. Demon's eyes fluttered and opened, admiring Victoria's shapeful curves from below while playful smile entered his face.*

OOC:
DM, can Iuz and his teleportin guys Teleport to other planet in Greyspace ? Or reach it trough Gate ?
 

OOC:
DM, can Iuz and his teleportin guys Teleport to other planet in Greyspace ? Or reach it trough Gate ?

I'll answer this: Yes, you can =) Any epic or elite armys can go where ever they want, really.

I'd also like to ask you to clear it with us first, though. We have worked hard to make grayspace a peacefull place, and we do not want to see it otherwise! If you are found in grayspace without our knoledge, we may interprate it as a hostle act.
 

To Feisty Dog:
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We accept your invatation to build an embassy in Hagat and give Our permission for you to found an embassy in Barundi, if you so desire.
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To Serpenteye:
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I asked earlier if I could get a rundown on the environmental friendliness of the powers, it probably got lost in the shuffle. There is a note in my template allocating ppts to this purpose, if necessary. I understand you may not have this information until all of the templates are in, if then, so I won't be upset if I don't get the info immediately. ;)
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Barundi sends notice that it is interested in signing the Miranda Pact. (Effectively, We join if that is permissible)
 


James Heard said:
We're going ahead and signing everyone up ahead of time because it's such a great idea that we're sure that you'll want to be a part of it.

Whether it needs to be stated or not, the Illithids do not take the time to object.
 

(sighs)

(seems solemn tonight)

(posts something that everyone probably knows already)

Unfortunately James, the drow are ... without humanity.
They once had humanity, 20,000 years ago, before they came under the corruption of Lolth, Ghaunadaur, and the others, but the endless tide of Darkness and Evil pushed at them has at the very least atrophied their capacity for normal feelings and emotions.
They are, verily, the Dark Elves.

99 out of a 100 Dark Elves literally cannot love. They cannot feel love.
They cannot feel affection, closeness, or intimacy. They cannot even intellectually comprehend those words.
There is no word in drow for friend. The drow have no friends. Friendship is another concept that has no meaning to them.
There is no word for family in the drow language, as we think of family. Their word for family would translate more closely to our words for feudal chattel under a landlady.

The drow treat children, when they allow them to live past birth, as adults.
There is no nurturing. There is no love from a mother or father. There is no affection.
There is not even the instinct to protect offspring.
Children are expected to perform at their peak abilities, from the start. Those that do not, are killed. Those that do, are worked half to death from early childhood on.

The (pleasant and friendly) concept of a childrens' charity fund is utterly alien to the drow, even those who refused to go with Eclavdra and stayed behind.
They did not stay behind because they were the 1 in 100 exceptions to the rule. They stayed behind because they didn't believe Eclavdra, or refused to acknowledge her authority, or worshipped other gods, or otherwise felt safer in their own cities than among a crowd of strange drow.

The drow could not even understand a childrens' charity foundation. The very concept would be almost impossible to explain to them, and if they did understand, they'd think it absurd.
The drow do not grant charity to anyone.

If you are getting the impression these are a totally dark, monstrous, irredemable people, you are quite right. They are indeed, the Dark Elves.

Elves are a very lofty, noble people. Consider Elrond from FOTR. Consider Galadriel. Consider Legolas.
As high and noble as the elves are, the drow are equally terrible and unnoble.

1 in 100 Dark Elves is not like their companions, and these few have the potential to become the Drizzt Do'Urdens of the Oerth.
Unfortunately, most of these perish in their native drow environment, or in the Underdark, or at the hands of Surface Dwellers.
For the rare drow who is not like her fellows, there is no place in the world for her. Witness Drizzt Do'Urden and his troubles.

It is possible that in this IR, all of the above may change. Because in an IR, anything is possible.
However, something must happen to cause that change. Something fairly extraordinary.
20,000 years of being poisoned by evil dieties and primordial Evil and Darkness, combined with hatred for the Elves that has rotted and festered for millennia, has made of the drow a rather unpleasant people.

It isn't easy roleplaying them.

Obviously, they reject the Neutrality Pact out of hand (I realize you intended that semi-humorously.)
The drow state categorically that they thrill to the joy of Primordial Evil and Darkness flowing through their veins, their bodies ... the very flesh and bone of their bodies corrupted by the foul emanations of the Lower Planes.
They state that it is bliss to feel the Dark, exhatation to feel the Evil (think of Darth Vader talking about the power of the Dark Side of the Force), glorious and grand to slaughter, destroy, torture, and bring ruin and horror upon others, and that Lolth the Ultimate is their owner in mind, body, and spirit, forever.
They are evil, they know they are evil, they LIKE being evil, they WANT to be evil, they ENJOY behaving evilly, and they are a rotten, irredeemable, accursed people lost to the Darkness.

Compared to the drow, the orcs of Tolkien are nice guys.
Compared to the drow, Sauron himself isn't that bad a chap.
When you think of the drow, think of Lord Foul and his Ravers from the Chronicles of Thomas Covenant the Unbeliever.
That's an apt comparison.
The drow are so incredibly bad that they might even rival Vecna in terms of their horrific ways.

Again, the IR may change all that. Again, anything is possible in an IR.
But nothing has happened yet.
Until something does happen, or until the drow are exterminated, I must play them as they were created to be.

(sighs)

Of course, humor always lightens things. Even the drow are not immune to the merrily corrupting effect of the humor (even dark humor) of the one playing them. :)

Now, if someone had a Helm of Opposition that worked any number of times, and could just trick a lot of drow into putting it on, then ...

Edena_of_Neith
 
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And I made a mistake with the lichified Iuz killing Epics easilly. I got the defence value mixed up with the attack, even a lichified Iuz can be hurt by normal Epics 1/36 (they roll a 6 for a total of 14 and he rolls a 1 for a total of 13. ) of the time. :P
 


Airwhale said:
OOC:
DM, can Iuz and his teleportin guys Teleport to other planet in Greyspace ? Or reach it trough Gate ?

I'll answer this: Yes, you can =) Any epic or elite armys can go where ever they want, really.

I'd also like to ask you to clear it with us first, though. We have worked hard to make grayspace a peacefull place, and we do not want to see it otherwise! If you are found in grayspace without our knoledge, we may interprate it as a hostle act.
You mean there's a possibility that Iuz the Old, Cambion, and various other titles indicating utter evil, waltzing through Greyspace may not be a hostile act ? ;)
 

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