Indigo Veil
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<giggle> Maybe, but I wuv 'er! ^_^
seasong's Light Against The Dark (FEB 06)
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<giggle> Maybe, but I wuv 'er! ^_^
seasong
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Just a bit of a head's up... the PCs hit 5th level this past weekend. This is coinciding with the PCs gaining more responsibility (strategic events, non-grunt roles, etc.) and shifting into 'real' adulthood, and with the narrative threads tying together. In short, the real stories!
With that in mind, I think that after writing up this year's war (which comes in two parts, as the Theralese fight off one group just in time to get hit with the next), I'm going to close off here, and start a new thread with a brief summary of the story so far, and take the PCs from there as if this was the beginning of the story.
Which, in some ways, it is.
I don't think this will be particularly controversial, but I would like some feedback on the idea - does it sound stupid? Excellent? Confusing?
At this point, I'm also considering doing this at 10th level (the shift from heroes to legendary heroes) and at 20th level (the shift from legendary to epic).
With that in mind, I think that after writing up this year's war (which comes in two parts, as the Theralese fight off one group just in time to get hit with the next), I'm going to close off here, and start a new thread with a brief summary of the story so far, and take the PCs from there as if this was the beginning of the story.
Which, in some ways, it is.
I don't think this will be particularly controversial, but I would like some feedback on the idea - does it sound stupid? Excellent? Confusing?
At this point, I'm also considering doing this at 10th level (the shift from heroes to legendary heroes) and at 20th level (the shift from legendary to epic).
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Gasp! But ... but ... multiple threads? The Insanity! 
Actually it sounds like a pretty good idea. In fact I did something similar way back in the day for my first story hour here (alas, between me not writing it anymore, and the boards changing, it has been lost to cyberspace)
All I suggest is that you put a link to the new thread here (for us people who get lost easily.)
Actually it sounds like a pretty good idea. In fact I did something similar way back in the day for my first story hour here (alas, between me not writing it anymore, and the boards changing, it has been lost to cyberspace)
All I suggest is that you put a link to the new thread here (for us people who get lost easily.)
My complaint centers around the lack of 5th level PCs in the Rogues Gallery thread.
We want stats man!
But honestly, the combination of a cool House Rule system and general non-required lore about your Setting has quickly made this one of my favorite Story Hours, defintely one of the ones I plan keeping up with.
Keep up the good work, and thanks!
We want stats man!
But honestly, the combination of a cool House Rule system and general non-required lore about your Setting has quickly made this one of my favorite Story Hours, defintely one of the ones I plan keeping up with.
Keep up the good work, and thanks!
seasong
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The End of the Warband
Kyriotes finally showed up, already near-exhausted by the defense of his tower (he now had reason to regret building the tallest, most impressive-looking tower in Theralis), and stood back from the battle. He cast one fire lion into the tribes, near collapsed, and then watched as the firelion was dispatched with unholy efficiency - the orcs took its charge, set their spears, and then flung themselves at it until it died.
Greppa and Merideth only barely noticed. They were busy handling magical energies and trying not to collapse themselves. Athan did, however, and began to wonder if the spell casters were going to be able to influence the tide of battle at all, today.
The next few hours exacted a terrible toll. The orcs, intitially driven back by the wall, turned out to have a strategist for a chieftain. And a charismatic one. Within the hour, the orcs were hammering on the shield wall again, but with dire purpose - while several orcs would guard the others with their spears, others would be tossed, mosh pit style, over the shields to lay about them until they died or opened a path for the rest of their warband to pour through. More paths opened than not, and the shield wall had to almost continuously retreat and reform.
Spears were set, and many tossed orcs died, but enough got through that the usual 5-10 orcs dead per Theralis soldier had dropped to only slightly better than a one to one ratio.
It was a gruesome fight, and morale was quavering, when the orcs finally withdrew. Retreating downslope at rates of speed only savages seemed to ever manage, they grinned and leered at the Theralese. The drums pounded enthusiastically, almost maniacally, and orcs stomped their spears and cavorted to the beat.
It was only in the settling dust of the battlefield that the real lesson hit home: the orcs weren't attacking in individual warbands, seeking glory or glorious death. They'd fought en masse, and set their strongest units to the weak points in the shield wall. They were organized. Disciplined. Dying individually to ensure victory for the larger group.
The orcs in this tribe were from the east, and were hardened by at least three years of fighting with their own kind. They were tougher and more successful than the others, not because of their numbers, but because of their tactics.
Vignette: Agina's Thoughts
Somewhere upslope, Captain Agina watched the Keraunesti drag their tired bodies back from the battlefield, the almost shattered shield wall slump on their feet, other captains and soldiers both look haggard, worn, fearful. She knew that if they didn't believe in the unstoppable Theralese war machine, the war machine would not be unstoppable.
She cursed the slow among the spell casters, who were only now straggling in, still tugging on tunics or sandals. She cursed the orc leader for being too smart. She cursed whatever tribe had driven this tribe here... and hoped to Hethas that they didn't come here.
The orcs would attack when morale had had sufficient time to collapse, she knew. It was what she would do. So morale had to be recovered, and quickly.
Swiftly, Agina strode to the General's tents. She wanted to make a pre-emptive, successful strike. Fast, hard, unexpected. She would need spell casters, and a lot of permission.
Kyriotes finally showed up, already near-exhausted by the defense of his tower (he now had reason to regret building the tallest, most impressive-looking tower in Theralis), and stood back from the battle. He cast one fire lion into the tribes, near collapsed, and then watched as the firelion was dispatched with unholy efficiency - the orcs took its charge, set their spears, and then flung themselves at it until it died.
Greppa and Merideth only barely noticed. They were busy handling magical energies and trying not to collapse themselves. Athan did, however, and began to wonder if the spell casters were going to be able to influence the tide of battle at all, today.
The next few hours exacted a terrible toll. The orcs, intitially driven back by the wall, turned out to have a strategist for a chieftain. And a charismatic one. Within the hour, the orcs were hammering on the shield wall again, but with dire purpose - while several orcs would guard the others with their spears, others would be tossed, mosh pit style, over the shields to lay about them until they died or opened a path for the rest of their warband to pour through. More paths opened than not, and the shield wall had to almost continuously retreat and reform.
Spears were set, and many tossed orcs died, but enough got through that the usual 5-10 orcs dead per Theralis soldier had dropped to only slightly better than a one to one ratio.
It was a gruesome fight, and morale was quavering, when the orcs finally withdrew. Retreating downslope at rates of speed only savages seemed to ever manage, they grinned and leered at the Theralese. The drums pounded enthusiastically, almost maniacally, and orcs stomped their spears and cavorted to the beat.
It was only in the settling dust of the battlefield that the real lesson hit home: the orcs weren't attacking in individual warbands, seeking glory or glorious death. They'd fought en masse, and set their strongest units to the weak points in the shield wall. They were organized. Disciplined. Dying individually to ensure victory for the larger group.
The orcs in this tribe were from the east, and were hardened by at least three years of fighting with their own kind. They were tougher and more successful than the others, not because of their numbers, but because of their tactics.
Vignette: Agina's Thoughts
Somewhere upslope, Captain Agina watched the Keraunesti drag their tired bodies back from the battlefield, the almost shattered shield wall slump on their feet, other captains and soldiers both look haggard, worn, fearful. She knew that if they didn't believe in the unstoppable Theralese war machine, the war machine would not be unstoppable.
She cursed the slow among the spell casters, who were only now straggling in, still tugging on tunics or sandals. She cursed the orc leader for being too smart. She cursed whatever tribe had driven this tribe here... and hoped to Hethas that they didn't come here.
The orcs would attack when morale had had sufficient time to collapse, she knew. It was what she would do. So morale had to be recovered, and quickly.
Swiftly, Agina strode to the General's tents. She wanted to make a pre-emptive, successful strike. Fast, hard, unexpected. She would need spell casters, and a lot of permission.
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seasong
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GASP! You mean that's non-required? I thought it was, like, a union rule or somethingCaliber said:
.I'm glad you like it. I'm working on the Olympiad right now. And some more bestiary (some scavengers, another large predator or two, a large herbivore). I've been kind of lax about posting world details the past two weeks, so I'm going to try to make up for it
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